Written by faizi arain


Love hope



❤️ The love of Salar and Imama❤️




 The sun was shining on her eyes from the window. She wiped away the tears and went to wash her face.



 She had not been able to decide overnight what to do


 Fight for the sake of Salar, for the honor and happiness of this father, live in peace


 Mom knocked on the door. She's not ready yet. You can't go


 No Imama, my mother is not feeling well. Come on, son, relax


 Imama saw Salar's mobile which had 200 miss calls


 The Imama did not want to call and then put it down


 And went back to bed


 Salar was very worried about the reason


 As the day passed, the Imama began to walk on the roof

 Where is mom going?


 Imam mom, that roof upstairs


 Mom, don't go to sleep, don't go anywhere


 Imama went to Room with a sad face.


 When he lay down, his eye was caught


 Salar is waiting on the roof that maybe Imama has come. He doesn't understand.


 Salar did not have patience and he stood up


 He stood up from the Imama


 Arrived in Room. Salar jumped out of the window and saw blindfolded


 The sleeping Imama looked very beautiful


 Salar smiled and sat down beside him


 And the moon looked beautiful in the dark night like the hair on his face

 Salar removed the hair from his face and placed his lips on his forehead.


 Salar immediately put his hand on her lips



 The Imam looked around in a panic and hugged Salar and started crying


 Please tell, whats the story 


  Mother did not agree 


 Salar was shaken suddenly ???? But why


 The Imama told the whole story


Salar say Don't worry,


 I'll send it to my mom and I'll find a job soon


  They will agree, God willing


 Aman doesn't want to be in Imama Salar


 Salar held it to his chest and took a deep breath


 Early in the morning, Salar's mother came and brought the dupatta on her head with great respect



 Aunty assalamualaikum


 Hello aunty, how are you, ? How is your study going?


  Imama, very good


 The Imam's father also came


 Imam's mother Farzana sis has come for necessary work

 Imam necessary work ??? Please tell, 


 Salar's mother holding her hand on Imam's shoulder


 Brother, his father and I wish that Imama would be his daughter-in-law


 The Imama father laughed and fell silent


 But I have said yes to Sakina and you know that Salar has no job.


 No, brother-in-law, no, brother, he will do something soon. No, he is looking for a brother


  I came with great love and hope. Brother, when the boy and girl agree, then what can we do?




 How can you speak in such a loud voice in the anger of Imama father?

 Salar's mother in a very gentle tone, but brother, what is the permission of evil in Islam, then what is lacking in my Salar?


 Imama father is silent for a moment. I believe in my daughter. She can't even think that it would have happened in your house like you did when you married my brother.


 Imama, being emotional, Baba, just do it, now you are abusing me and Salar would love and what did we do wrong?


 Father say Shahnaz, take him away from me


 The Imama mother gestured to her daughter-in-law to take her away


 And looking at Farzana, her sister-in-law also talks later


 Salar was waiting impatiently and mom agreed



 Salar's mother looked down and did not shake her head


 Salar lost control and left




 The Imam was in a bad state of tears, on the one hand, his father's displeasure, on the other hand, his heart, which had been in love with Salar since childhood.


 There Salar was upset. He did not understand. He took a book and started writing a book about his life and the life of Imama



 there


 At night Imama Tahajjud Prayer kept crying and kept asking God to do good for him and do good to him and give him patience. That night she was feeling very lonely. Fajr is over


 She went to the courtyard to get some water.


 The Imama called out, "Baba, Baba, please listen to me."



 Father saw that the Imama took her hand and brought her to the sofa and sat down at Baba's feet


 She started crying and said Baba forgive me I made a mistake I forgot I am a girl I am not allowed to love ,,,, !!!


 I will not say anything as you will do


 Imam's father turned his hand on his head and Salar will have to forget


 Imama, GGG, of course Baba forgot. Don't be angry with me, I will die


 Imam's father, I am proud. He kissed his daughter on the forehead and said, "Go, son, go and rest."




 The Imama locked herself in the room and kept crying and thinking


 Are there any parents for whom there are different rules for daughter and son? Just now my brother married Amna out of love. When he told about his love, everyone was very happy. Would every relationship be like this here? Even my parents bowed their heads in front of them today and beat my heart. Baba was happy. If I believed in my heart, Baba would not even want to see my face. I have no desire of my own. Well, Baba, you are happy, so clean your tears by saying this, make your heart big and go to sleep !!!!


 After losing all contact with Salar, Aman began to have a false smile on his face and the time came when Imam had to have Aman, the son of his Sakina aunty





 Salar was very broken after the separation of Imama. His mother was also tired of thinking. I started smoking


 Today was the last day of the Imama's life


 After the mothers, the Imam's hand touched the henna


 Imama's brother also came after Dholaki. Just go to Imama and rest. Tomorrow is a big day.

 The Imam hurriedly took out all the belongings, the bangles and all the gifts given by Salar

 The chocolate ice cream wrapper he was handling was kept


 The flower that Salar picked up while playing in the park as a child and put it in Imam's hair


 She passed all the clothes she had put in a box and slowly opened the door and saw that everyone was in the room.


 I went to the roof at night and saw Salar Admired puffing on a cigarette


  The Imama gave a voice

 Salarrrrrrrrrrrr



 The Imama showed him the hand with henna where Aman was written. She showed her hand and started crying

 It doesn't matter if it is on the hand or on the right heart

 The Imam does not want to belong to anyone else1