“Wow! Cute baby. I love her green eyes. Congrats Mrs. Khan,” said the baby’s aunt excitedly. “Your welcome dear,” replied Aliyah Khan wife of Mr. Khan with full zeal and a round cheeky grin, hereby forming a fading dimple on her right cheek. Aliyah was all happy seeing her hands filled with a baby girl, after a very long time of around 10 years of marital life.
It was autumn round the corner, everyone was having a jerky up scorch dry wind blow; with no humidity at all. Green leaves were turning pale yellow and were flooding Mr. Khan’s garden with their deposits. In the mid of this dry yet beautiful garden, a newly born baby was lying, Inna; named after her dead grandmother. A baby girl was finally born in Khan’s family.
Mr. Khan loves celebrating events, but under limits. He never liked showing off his own stuff. He always considered simplicity should be reigned everywhere. He himself was a self-made person. He was a social person and had keen interest for serving humanity. He was tall green eyed gentleman, which made his personality extremely upright.
“Hey! Congrats God had listened to your words dude,” said one of his friends, Mr. Gohar, while deeply analyzing Inna with his bulging eyes. “Stop staring! She is way too small,” replied Khan while bearing a naughty gesture.
Mr. Gohar has travelled for 1 hour to meet his childhood friend, Mr. Khan on becoming father after a very long time. Mr. Gohar was really happy in the party and was highly expecting to be a father of a son after 5 daughters, in upcoming spring.
Khan loved cracking jokes, he loved making people smile, he loved being funny with near dear friends. He loved his family but what he did not like was when people refused to accept pluralism. His thinking was universal! He was good at working social, helping people without taking caste, creed and religion under consideration and this was something for which people loved him.
Khan had done his secondary studies from Chitral; a district in Northern Areas of Pakistan, where at the age of 19 he got married to an unknown lady. At that time children hardly get into friendships. Instead parents had owned full authority for choosing a wife for their son.
After getting married they moved to Karachi, a City in Pakistan, where after a total of 13 years he was blessed with Inna. It’s been long since Khan had not tasted the blessing of being a father. He never thought a girl down; instead he always thought that girls are way too powerful. He himself has tried his level best to give his sisters amazingly high quality education.
He is very happy and thankful to God for making him the lucky one to be blessed with such a wife who always stood by his side. Aliyah is too small. She was 1.58 meters tall, whereas Khan was 2.01 meters tall.
“Ah! It seems, it is 30 minutes passed the hour,” was the statement everyone use to say, seeing Mr. and Mrs. Khan walking or standing together.
Aliyah Khan is way too opposite to Mr. Khan; a common yet true saying “OPPOSITE ATTRACTS.” Same happened to them. They both were opposite in thinking but having a single baby was something which clicked their mind mutually.
Both were contented with their life. Since a baby is born, they made planning for her future, for her education, for her enlistment. They celebrated a small party, keeping the cultural norms of Chitral under consideration. A small cultural dance was organized. People truly enjoyed it.
“God! God! My poor money! I feel pity; wish to kick each one out. But no, After all it’s my baby’s party, let them enjoy.” Mr. Khan murmured in his wide mouth with 29 teeth.
“What are you saying Khan? I can see your tongue waving,” said his friend, Mr. Gohar who was standing beside him. “Enjoy the party. You mad! I’m worried why you are noticing my lips,” replied Khan suspiciously.
“Ha-Ha! I knew it, you would be saying something bad! After all you can’t think beyond this stuff,” said Mr. Gohar while laughing out of his tummy.
Khan protruded his eyebrows and said, “And you mad cannot think of looking beyond people’s lips and their daughter’s eyes!”
“Ha-Ha! Stop being naughty Khan,” smirked Mr. Gohar. “Oh! Is saying something naughty? You stare with bursting eyes, you are naughty!”
Mr. Khan said with piercing eyes.
“Stop gawking – you Khan,” said Mr. Gohar with peculiar gesture.
“Me? Gawking? I think you are dreaming!” Counter attacked Khan arrogantly.
Khan than moved away towards the gathering, waving his hands towards his friend. They both were childhood friends. Mr. Gohar has helped Khan in all downs of his life. At times they fought, counterattacked each other with their mouth firing words but on the other hand loved each other so much. Later in life, both pursued different fields of studies. Mr. Khan was a pharmacist by profession and Mr. Gohar was an aircraft engineer.
After three hours of full enjoyment Mr. Gohar moved towards Khan stretching his huge fat bulky thighs horizontally and said, “I’m going Khan! Will see you next time very soon with a good news from my side, something I have been waiting for ages, God bless you and your family.”
© Copyright 2016 Hina Hazrat. All rights reserved.
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