Novel # ضالّین
Written by #Zaid_Zulfaqar
Episode 01
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Chapter One: Genesis
And there is a time to remember when the Lord of the universe said to the angels: I am going to send a messenger to the earth, and they said:
Now you will send someone to this earth who will create mischief in it and shed blood even though we keep on glorifying your praise and praising you.
The Lord of the worlds said
"Surely I know what you do not know."
(Surat al-Baqara, verse 30)
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It was a small house.
Made of mud bricks made of clay and mud. Two small rooms with a small porch in front and a small courtyard in front of them. That's all.
At that moment, the house was full of guests. Layers of make-up on their faces, well-dressed women, men in battered trousers and tight-fitting shirts. Children and the elderly. They all gathered to watch the bride leave.
In this small confined room, the Embrian bride was weeping from her mother's bosom.
"Just don't cry so much ... make-up will go bad ... Rajo Kamini has taken the whole nine thousand ..."
"Come on, Dhi Rani. Let's all wait."
He was covered with a black sheet. The veil was removed.
Outside, Jim Ghafir was gathered behind the guests and guests. Someone was playing heartbreaking farewell songs on the deck.
"May Allah keep you happy. May He keep you settled."
The father hugged him. Behind, the mother whispered in her older sister's ear and asked
"Hey, have you taken the money for the salutes from her ??? She is not taking it at the same time ????"
"No, Mom, I took it all."
"Well ... that's our right."
She was leaving under the shadow of the Holy Quran. The girls had showered baby turtles and flowers on it.
Her mother is now crying a little louder. His daughters are supporting him. Dad is also wiping his wet eyes. The cars are ready to go. Some people are throwing firecrackers. A big hearted person has also tossed six or seven notes out of ten on the herd of these children.
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The towering towers of the Ottoman University shone like gold in the bright sunlight. Intense yellow rays were falling on the courtyard of the mosque. There was silence in the madrassa adjacent to the mosque. The students were on vacation. Some of the boys had gone to bed in the classroom, some were busy with other things.
In such a situation, Saad was sitting in the grass field in the courtyard of the madrassa, under the sweet shade of Dharek, with a separa on a tripod in front of him, and was busy repeating. He was a handsome, fourteen or fifteen year old boy whose nipples were still wet.
Then the tall boy came and sat beside him
"What's wrong with gold ????"
He kept reading
"If you don't sleep now, you will fall asleep in reading after noon. Then if you show sleep, the reader will do literacy."
"Even if I don't remember the lesson, there will be literacy."
He laughed
"My love, you're so scared. There's a big time after noon. Do it then."
He shook his head in denial.
"Then it doesn't happen. Then you have to remember the destination."
He blew a fly through his nose and sighed and looked at her
"You mean you didn't come ???????"
Saad nodded
"So should I go upstairs alone ???? There is no one else upstairs ..."
Saad saw it. He was smiling meaningfully.
"Come on ... !!!!"
He closed his left eye and said in a pleading tone. Saad had closed Separa.
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As soon as he entered the house, Romeesa hurried out of the kitchen. He was now walking and sitting on a cot on the porch.
"Where did you stay, Farhan ???? My heart was getting so upset ????"
He asked quickly.
"Bring water"
He had asked them his question. She quickly filled a glass of water
"Where is Adil ??? He also went with you, didn't he ?????"
He was drinking water quietly.
"I got tired of calling you. There were hundreds of whispers in my heart that God is good.
To be continued.......