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[Baba Kamdev]

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★ GHAR KI AAG ★
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♡ INDEX ♡​

Episode 01	Episode 02	Episode 03	Episode 04
Episode 05	Episode 06	Episode 07	Episode 08
Episode 09	Episode 10	Episode 11	Episode 12
Episode 13	Episode 14	Episode 15	Episode 16/1
Episode 16/2	Episode 17	Episode 18	Episode 19
Episode 20	Episode 21	Episode 22	Episode 23/1
Episode 23/2	Episode 24	Episode 25	Episode 26
Episode 27	Episode 28	Episode 29	Episode 30
Episode 31	Episode 32	Episode 33	Episode 34
Episode 35	Episode 36	Episode 37	Episode 38
Episode 39/1	Episode 39/2	Episode 40/1	Episode 40/2
Episode 41	Episode 42	Episode 43	Episode 44
Update 45	Update 46	Update 47	Update 48

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Zabardast update

Bahoth Shukriya bhai.....

 

[Baba Kamdev]

The biggest Episode of this story(till now) is under prep.... Stay tuned guys..... It's very

Wed/Thursday ko milega naya Episode.

 

[bubul]

The biggest Episode of this story(till now) is under prep.... Stay tuned guys..... It's very

Wed/Thursday ko milega naya Episode.

Besabri se intezar hai

 

[MalikG]

Waiting for next update

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Besabri se intezar hai

Waiting for next update

Taiyyari chal rahi hai, kal na hosaka toh Thursday ko miljayega. Mostly kal raat tak dene ki koshish karunga.

 

[kirantariq]

The biggest Episode of this story(till now) is under prep.... Stay tuned guys..... It's very

Wed/Thursday ko milega naya Episode.

Wow

 

[Premkumar65]

Ghar Ki Aag

Episode 30: Rishton ki Dhund aur Dehleez ka naya Shikaar​

Scene 1: Karachi — Gajre, Guilt aur Zoya ka Pehra

Karachi ki sham dhal rahi thi. Bilal hath mein safed gajre liye ghar dakhil hua. Uske dimaag mein Club ki wo haseen ladkiyan nahi, balki apni Ammi ka wo naram aur mature badan ghoom raha tha.

Halla-gulla kam tha. Bilal ne dekha ke unki Ammi kitchen mein raat ke khane ki taiyari kar rahi hain. Zoya aur Farah hall mein baithi koi purana drama dekh rahi thin. Zoya ki nazar jaise hi Bilal ke hath mein maujood gajron par padi, uski aankhein thoda sikurin.

"Bhaiya? Aaj gajre? Khairiyat?" Zoya ne uthte hue pucha. Uski awaaz mein wahi bade-pan wali sanjeedagi thi.

Zoya, jo ghar mein sabse zyada aqalmand aur sanjeeda samjhi jati hai, wo Bilal ko pichle do dinon se observe kar rahi thi. Usey Farah ne khul kar kuch nahi bataya tha, magar Farah ki ghabrahat aur Bilal ka baar-baar apni Ammi ke qareeb jana Zoya ki nazron se chhupa nahi tha. Jab Bilal ne gajre la kar table par rakhe, toh Zoya ko daal mein kuch kala laga.

"Wo... raste mein mil rahe thay toh le liye. Ammi ko pasand hain na," Bilal ne nazrein churate hue kaha aur kitchen ki taraf badh gaya.

Farah ne Zoya ki taraf dekh kar ek ma’ni-khez ishara kiya. Dono behnein ab Bilal ki har harkat par nazar rakh rahi thin.

Kitchen mein Shamim pasine se sharabor thin. "Ammi... ye aapke liye," Bilal ne gajre table par rakhe.

Shamim ne mud kar dekha aur unke chehre par ek pyari si muskurahat aa gayi. "Arre Bilal! Itni garmi mein inki kya zaroorat thi? Kitni achi khushboo hai." Unhone gajre uthaye aur apne balon mein lagane ki koshish karne lagin. "Zara lagana beta, mujhse theek se lag nahi rahe."

Bilal ke dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Wo dhere se apni Ammi ke peeche khada hua. Unki gardan par paseene ki nanhi boondein chamak rahi thin. Bilal ne jab unke baalon mein gajre sajaye, toh uski ungliyan galti se (ya shayad jaan-boojh kar) Ammi ki naram gardan se mas (touch) huin.

Shamim ko ek jhurjhurati si mehsoos hui. "Bilal... dhere... chubh raha hai."

Tabhi Zoya kitchen ke darwaze par aa khari hui. "Ammi, laaiye main laga deti hoon. Bhaiya thake hue aaye hain, unhe fresh hone dein." Zoya ne Bilal ke hath se gajre lapak liye. Bilal wahan se khamoshi se nikal gaya, magar usne mehsoos kiya ke Zoya ne usey ghoora hai.

Karachi mein ye naya khel ab darr aur shaq ki shakal ikhtiyar kar raha tha. Bilal apne kamre mein ja kar bed par gir gaya. Usne apne hathon ko soongha... unmein ab bhi Ammi ki gardan aur gajron ki mili-juli mehak baki thi.

Scene 2: Lahore — Subah ka Safar aur Coaching ke Mas'saley

Lahore ki subah Model Town mein hamesha ki tarah bhagam-bhag wali thi. Nashte ke baad Rashid Sahab aur Usman office ke liye taiyar thay. Usman apni bike ki chabi utha raha tha jab Ayesha, jo aaj kafi khush aur relaxed nazar aa rahi thi, seedhiyon se neeche aarahi thi.

"Abbu... agar aap bura na manein toh kya aaj aap mujhe college drop kar sakte hain? Raste mein mujhe aapse kuch baat bhi karni thi," Ayesha ne nehayat aitmaad (confidence) ke saath pucha. Uske chehre par ab wo kal wala darr nahi tha.

Usman ne hairat se dekha. "Arre Ayesha, main toh drop kar hi deta hoon roz?"

"Nahi Bhai, aaj Abbu ke saath jana hai," Ayesha ne muskurate hue kaha. Rashid Sahab ne ek nazar Ayesha ke pur-sakoon chehre par daali aur unke labon par ek gehri muskurahat aa gayi. Unhe samajh aa gaya ke unki "Special Class" ne beti ka darr khatam kar diya hai.

"Theek hai Usman, tum niklo. Main Ayesha ko chhodte hue office chala jaunga," Rashid Sahab ne kaha aur dono car ki taraf badh gaye.

Car jaise hi haveli se bahar nikli aur Lahore ki thandi sadkon par daudne lagi, Rashid Sahab ne ek hath steering par rakha aur dusra hath dhere se Ayesha ki hatheli par. "Aaj toh meri beti bahut khush lag rahi hai. Lagta hai saari thakan utar gayi hai?" Rashid Sahab ne shararat se pucha.

Ayesha thoda sa muskurayi aur unka hath kas ke pakad liya. "Ji Abbu... aapne kal jis tarah mujhe samjhaya, mujhe ehsas hua ke main khamakha darr rahi thi. Aapka wo... wo 'pyar' karne ka tareeqa... mujhe acha laga." Usne nazrein jhuka kar kaha, magar uski awaaz mein ab thodi sharam ke saath saath pyar aur confidence bhi jhalak raha tha.

"Abhi toh bahut kuch seekhna baaki hai Ayesha. Bas ham par aur khud par bharosa rakhna," Rashid Sahab ne raste mein ek achi bakery par gadi roki aur Ayesha ko uske pasandida cupcakes dilwaye. Ye ek baap ka apni beti ke liye normal pyar tha, magar iske peeche wo "Ghar ki Aag" thi jo dono mehsoos kar rahe thay.

Ayesha ko college drop karne ke baad, Rashid Sahab apne office pahunche. Wahan maamulaat bilkul normal thay. Munshi ji ne purane rent accounts pesh kiye, kuch naye plots ki files aayin. Rashid Sahab ne do ghante sakoon se paperwork kiya, phone par kuch clients se baat ki aur shehar ke property rate ka jaiza liya. Bahar ki duniya mein wo wahi purane, roab-daar Rashid Sahab thay.

Dopehar ko Hamza apni coaching center pahuncha. Lahore ke Gulberg area mein ye ek mashhoor academy thi. Aaj Hamza ka dimaag kitabon mein kam aur Saima Baji aur Hira ke khayalon mein zyada tha.

Physics ka lecture chal raha tha. Miss Kiran Tariq, jo ek kafi rob-daar aur haseen khatoon thin, board par derivations samjha rahi thin. Unka beta, Arsalan, jo Hamza ka class-mate bhi tha, agay wali seat par betha dhyan se sun raha tha.

"Hamza! Main kab se puchh rahi hoon, 'Ohm's Law' ki limit kya hai? Tum kahan khoye hue ho?" Miss Kiran ki sakht awaaz ne Hamza ko hosh mein laya.


"Uh... sorry Miss, wo... thoda dhyan bhatak gaya tha," Hamza ne hadbada kar kaha.


Miss Kiran ne chashma utara aur Hamza ke paas aayin. "Hamza, tumhare grades pichle kuch hafton se gir rahe hain. Agar padhne mein dil nahi lag raha toh ghar betho. Kal mujhe tumhare parents se baat karni padegi."


Hamza ne nazrein jhuka leen. Lecture khatam hone ke baad, jab sab bahar nikle, toh Arsalan aur uske doston ne Hamza ko gher liya.

"Oye Hamza! Kya chakkar hai bhai? Aaj kal tu dunya se kat gaya hai. Kya kisi Lahore ki haseena ne dil par kabza kar liya hai?" Arsalan ne mazaq udate hue pucha.

"Nahi yaar, aisi koi baat nahi. Bas ghar ke kuch masle hain," Hamza ne baat talne ki koshish ki.

"Ghar ke masle ya ghar ke andar koi 'maid' mil gayi hai?" Ek aur dost ne chheda. "Hamein toh lagta hai Hamza bhai kisi bade shikaar ke chakkar mein hain, tabhi toh padhai se concentration gayab hai."

Hamza ne ek jhooti hansi hasi. Usne Arsalan ki taraf dekha, jo apni ammi (Miss Kiran) ka bag lekar unki car ki taraf ja raha tha. Hamza ne socha, "Agar Miss Kiran ko pata chal jaye ke main ghar mein kya kar raha hoon, toh shayad wo daantne ki jagah mujhe kuch aur hi sikhayein." Magar usne khud ko control mein rakha aur khamoshi se apni bike start karke ghar ki taraf nikal gaya.

Scene 3: Haveli ki Chhat — Hira ka Shikaar aur Rashid ki Nazar

Haveli ke andar dopehar 4:00 PM ke qareeb sannata tha. Ayesha college se wapis aakar apne kamre mein so rahi thi. Naseem apni badi beti Saima ke saath kitchen mein kisi kaam mein masroof thi.

Hira chhat par kapde sukhanay gayi thi. Usne ek nehayat barik aur dhili qameez pehni thi jahan se uske nipples ka ubhaar saaf nazar aa raha tha., aur garmi ki wajah se usne apni salwar ko ghutno tak upar chadhaya hua tha. Uske gore aur chikne paon dhoop mein chamak rahe thay.

Usee waqt Rashid Sahab office se ghar laute. Unka mood aaj kafi 'business-like' tha magar jism mein wahi nayi bhook thi. Unhone dekha ke Hira chhat par kapde sukha rahi hai.

Rashid Sahab dhere-dhere upar aaye. Unhone dekha ke Hira jann-boojh kar jhuk-jhuk kar kapde phela rahi hai, jaise usey pata ho ke idhar se koi usey dekh raha hai.

"Hira... beti, itni dhoop mein kyun khadi ho?" Rashid Sahab uske qareeb aaye. Unhone dekha ke Hira ke chehre par paseene ki boondein hain. Unhone apne rumaal se dhere se uska maatha saaf kiya.

Hira ko thoda ajeeb laga magar Naseem ne usey pehle hi "train" kiya hua tha, wo unhe dekh kar muskurayi. "Abbu... kaam bhi toh dekhna hai. Wese bhi, ghar ki betiyan agar kaam nahi karengi toh Ammi thak jayengi." Usne apni qameez ko thoda theek kiya, magar is tarah ke uske ubhaar aur zyada numaya ho gaye.

Rashid Sahab ne uske kandhe par hath rakha. "Hira, tu Ayesha ki tarah darpok nahi hai. Maine dekha hai, tu kafi hoshiyar hai."

Hira ne apni ankhein nacha kar pucha, "Hoshiyar? Ya thodi besharam?" Usne ek ada se Rashid Sahab ki taraf dekha. "Abbu, mujhe pata hai aapki nazrein kahan hain. Aap Ayesha baji ke saath toh bahut 'romantic' ho gaye thay, magar mere saath...?"

Rashid Sahab hairat se hasne lage. "Arre waah! Tu toh badi teekhi nikli. Acha... toh tu kya chahti hai? Main tujhe bhi 'Special Taleem' doon?"

Hira ne apna hath Rashid Sahab ke seene par rakha aur dhere se ungli pheri. "Abbu, main itni jaldi 'buddhon' ke hawale nahi hone wali. Pehle mujhe manana padega... mehenge tohfe, shopping aur thodi si 'azaadi'. Phir shayad main aapke kamre ka rasta dekhun."

Rashid Sahab ne Hira ki kamar ko dhere se thapthapaya. "Zaroor beti. Jo tu kahegi wahi hoga. Magar yaad rakh, mera lund abhi bhi jawaan hai, teri ye jawani usey zyada der intezar nahi karwa sakti."

Hira ne ek jhatke se apna jism chhudaya aur haste hue niche bhag gayi. Rashid Sahab wahin khade rahe, unki saansein bhari thin. Unhe pata tha ke Hira kafi 'high-maintenance' shikaar hai, magar uska nasha Ayesha se bhi zyada teekha hoga.

Scene 4: Karachi ka Conflict — Bilal aur Shamim ka Takrao

Shaam ko Bilal apne kamre se nikla toh mahaul thoda tension wala tha. Zoya ne shayad Ammi ko gajre wali baat par kuch samjhaya tha. Shamim Ammi thodi khamosh thin.

Bilal khane ki table par betha tha jab Shamim Ammi ne salan dala. Unhone aaj dupatta achi tarah odha hua tha.

"Bilal, beta... Sameer ka phone aaya tha. Wo keh raha tha tum Club se jaldi nikal aaye?" Shamim ne pucha.

"Ji Ammi... wahan dil nahi lag raha tha," Bilal ne kaha.

"Kyun? Wahan toh bahut roneq hoti hai na?" Farah ne beech mein tokka. "Ya phir Bhaiya ko ab ghar ki roneq zyada pasand aane lagi hai?"

Bilal ne Farah ko ghoora. "Farah, apni hadd mein raho."

"Hadd ki baat toh aap na hi karein toh behtar hai," Farah ne dhere se kaha jo sirf Bilal ko sunayi diya.

Khane ke baad, jab unki Ammi bartan dho rahi thin, Bilal kitchen mein gaya. "Ammi... gajre kahan hain? Aapne pehne nahi?"

Shamim ne hichkicha te hue kaha, unki aankhon mein thodi narazi aur thoda guilt tha. "Beta... Zoya keh rahi thi ke is umar mein ye sab acha nahi lagta. Padosi kya kahenge."

"Ammi, kya hua? Aap parishan kyun hain?" Bilal ne unke qareeb ja kar pucha.

Shamim ne mud kar dekha, unki aankhon mein darr tha. "Bilal... wo..... asal mein...... Zoya ajeeb baatein kar rahi hai. Woh keh rahi hai ke tumhara mujhse 'attachment' thoda zyada ho gaya hai. Beta... log... log... kya kahenge?"

Bilal ne dhere se Ammi ka hath pakad liya. "Ammi... log toh kuch na kuch kahenge hi. Kya ek beta apni maa se mohabbat nahi kar sakta? Maine toh sirf gajre laye thay."

"Magar Bilal... tum jis tarah mujhe dekhte ho... mujhe darr lagta hai," Shamim ne dhere se kaha, magar unhone apna hath peeche nahi khincha.

"Ammi... aap haseen hain. Isme mera kya kasoor?" Bilal ne dhere se unki hatheli ko chooma. "Ammi... padosi thodi na hamare rishte ko jante hain. Aap mere liye hamesha wahi mohtaram rahengi."

Shamim Banu thar-thara gayin. "Bilal... ye... ye tum kya kar rahe ho? Chhodo mujhe... koi dekh lega." Darr aur hairat unke chehre par the.

Tabhi Zoya wahan se guzri aur unhe dekh kar ruk gayi. "Ammi...! aur kitni hai, mere balo mein tel laga dijiye... mujhey sone mein der ho rahi hai." Zoya ki awaaz ek talwar ki tarah thi.

Bilal ne Ammi ka hath chhoda aur bahar nikal gaya. Karachi mein hawas ab apni jagah bana rahi thi.

Shamim ko ehsas ho raha tha ke unka beta unhe ek mard ki nazar se dekh raha hai, aur hairat ki baat ye thi ke unhe isme ek an-jaana nasha mehsoos ho raha tha. Wo raat bhar aaine mein apne aap ko dekhti rahin, ye sochte hue ke kya waqai wo itni haseen hain ke unka beta un par fida ho jaye?

Episode 30 Khatam​

Cliffhanger: Karachi mein Bilal aur Shamim ke beech ki khamosh 'sharam' ab tootne ke qareeb hai, magar Zoya ek deewar ban kar khadi hai. Lahore mein, Rashid Sahab ne Hira ki 'shartein' maan li hain, magar Hamza ne raat ko Hira ke liye kuch alag hi plan kiya hai. Kya aaj raat Hira ko 'Abbu' handle karenge ya 'Hamza'?

Very hot update.

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Very hot update.

Thank you very much bhai....

 

[Akaash04]

When is next update coming bro maa beti ki bate toh suni unki bonding bhi acchi hai baap Beto ka bich aisa bond kab dekhne ko milega hamza aur Usman ka Rashid sahb k sath Thoda free hona chahiye hai

 

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