A gentleman was telling me. He is a doctor They said, “Those were the days of my youth, I was about to believe in love.” Before today, 12 years ago, a girl came to me, she was sick, very sick. Checked her up. She was very beautiful. Her blue eyes. I don’t know what happened to me. I lost my heart at first sight But remained silent. Her treatment continued. She completely recovered.
When she came to me for the last time, I mustered up the courage and said to her, “Can she give us the number?” He looked at me and then gave me that number. She was so beautiful. I can’t tell. Her blue eyes. Wheat color. Dimples when she smiles. Beautiful soft hair. I called her. She recognized me. Yes, doctor, I was sure that your phone will come. I asked. What were you doing? She spoke slowly. I was just fighting with the situation.
I avoided the matter as a joke. Is it better to fight the situation? You tell me where I live. He changed the subject. Doctor, don’t leave me. Where do I live? You tell me. Why did you call me? Why did you call me? Why did you call me?
I smiled. You know how beautiful God has made you. You are so cute. . She became silent. Doctor, what happens when you are cute? I wish Nasib was also cute. She became silent. Doctor, you want to pass the time with me. She was talking to me. We continued to talk. She said to me, Doctor, I know how far I am in love with you. Tell me when and what time to meet you. You should have thought before speaking, I am not such a person.
I asked her. Who is your mother and father in the family? She said slowly, there is only mother and two younger sisters. There is no father, there is no brother. I asked about the expenses of the house, how the system of the house works. She became silent, it was time for Isha prayer.
She used to talk only during the day. She didn’t talk to me at night. I had said many times what to talk about at night. But she used to say that I go to sleep early at night. I can’t talk at night. Well, our conversation continued. A year passed. I had planned to marry him. I used to respect her a lot. Because she used to pray 5 times a day. And seeing her, I also started praying 5 times. I used to tell her the truth. I started to feel my own identity.
She used to message me while eating and lovingly said, have you eaten? If I am late after eating, she would scold me. But she always used to say one thing. Dr. Abrar. You are a very good person. Faith. You are my only companion. I will marry you only. But she started laughing loudly. No, Doctor, I am not worthy of you. He would leave things unfinished. I remember. I would scold him as much as I would say anything. She does not get angry She would have tolerated my scolding, my anger, my harsh tone.
Once he did not pick up my phone. I scolded her a lot. She kept listening to my scolding. Then. She said slowly, Doctor, I am devoted to you. You can be angry as much as you want. I will hug your feet. I used to die for his love. There was a talk of my marriage at home. I told my mother and father that I like a girl. I like her very much. I will marry her. Mother and father also said yes. It’s fine, as you say. You have to live your life. I showed Iman’s picture to all of them. They all liked it very much. She was very beautiful.
I was very happy. Everyone was saying that they will quickly go to Iman’s house and get a relationship. I called Iman. Iman give your home address. My mother and father are coming for your relationship. He hung up the phone. I kept calling again and again but he had closed the number. 5 days passed. His number was blocked. I was very worried. He never even gave his home address.
I became very sad. A close friend of mine had a wedding. I was also invited. I didn’t want to go. But he insisted. I had to go. He was in another city. I went there. They called me a friend. She is a very big conjurer. What would she dance? What would she dance? I was sad at the memory of Iman, where she suddenly disappeared.
He was sitting with friends. The program started, everyone started blowing whistles, there was a noise. The music started. Some girls came on the stage dancing. The music started playing. Then an apocalypse came over me. What I saw killed me. Iman was dancing in front of me. She was a conjurer. I was terrified.
Faith’s eyes fell on me and her steps stopped. I looked at him and my body began to tremble. I lost. Because of this I started praying and myself. She is going to dance. I got mad with anger. She came down from the stage, came to me, and started saying something. I slapped her. She was saying something and I slapped her again. His eyes narrowed. I pushed her. Everyone was looking at us. Everyone was surprised. What happened? Iman sat down. She put her head in her arms and started crying. I ignored her and left.
I went home. I was very worried. I hated Iman. I was very angry with him. The wedding night continued. Friends were surprised what happened. I did not go on duty for two days. Then when I went to the hospital.. I was checking patients. A girl came to me. Doctor, I want to talk to you. I nodded yes. Doctor. Iman. I heard Iman’s name. He started calling her. Name of don’t take That girl spoke slowly. Doctor, just listen once. She is lost due to poor conditions. She is not a dirty girl, she is forced, you just come to her house once and see, everyone will understand.
Let me tell you one thing doctor. She loves you very much but she did not consider herself worthy of you. She used to talk about you all the time. She used to mention you all the time. Let me tell you one thing. She is very good. Please take care of her. She is tired of fighting with life. Her mother is a cancer patient. Her sisters are younger and studying in school. She wanted to live with dignity but. I wanted to scratch him for a long time. I will not say anything beyond that. I will not say anything to forgive him. I was silent. I came home at night. I was very sad. The address of Iman’s house was told to me by that girl. I went to Iman’s house the next day with my mother and Abu.
Knocked on the door. His younger sister opened the door. We entered the house. Iman’s mother was lying on the bed. We went there. Mom got up coughing. You guys. I introduced myself. I am a doctor. Iman was praying. Mother Abu started talking. We have come to get your daughter’s relationship. Iman came after praying. Doctor was surprised to see me here. I smiled a little. I had not told anyone what faith does. Faith forbade me a lot. Abrar, I am not a good girl. Circumstances are a spectacle of compulsion. My life started dancing for the sake of your sustenance. Forget me now. You are my honor from now on.
Everyone was very happy. We got married. We got married. It was impossible but. A true man. Always becomes a protector of a woman’s honor. Maybe I did the same. I never told anyone that Iman was going to dance. Her circumstances and time had made her a conjurer. Why should I throw mud at her feet? Iman hugged my chest and started crying. Abrar. You are also an angel in the world. Well, men seek respect. You have become the protector of my honor. A man can be so beautiful.
I kissed her on the forehead. A man is not the one who turns a veiled princess into a prostitute, but a man who turns a prostitute into a prostitute.