My Mom's Personal Diary
My Mom's Personal Diary

Author: writerbyheart01

Published: 08/10/24

In a world where society claims to forgive, the reality often paints a different picture. We are told to rise like a phoenix from the ashes of our past, to embrace each bad chapter as a lesson. Yet, how often are people truly allowed to leave their past behind? Mistakes cling like roots to a tree—an inseparable part of who we are, shaping how we are judged and remembered. This thought-provoking book delves into the harsh truth: can anyone truly escape their past, or will society always hold it against them? Through powerful storytelling, it explores the journey of self-redemption and the constant battle for acceptance. Will the characters rise above the judgment, or will their past define them forever?

Chapters


THIRD PERSON'S POV

Shifa and Faraz's life were, both were so happy that even blind people also detect the shine of their faces. Their secret crush which were converted to something more with passing time, was going to become a part of their lives. Shifa was desperate for Faraz's mother to come with her proposal she was so happy and exited for that day. But she couldn't express her feelings with anyone except Afifa.

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11:30pm...

(Shifa's Room)

She picked her mobile and open WhatsApp just to perform her as usual duty.

But this time she laughed louder after reading the DP.  "Doctor Sahab hospital ke bajaye zoo main kaam, karne lage kya? Zoological knowledge de rahe hain" Shifa mumbled while controlling her laughter and placed back the mobile on pillow before turning off the lights and laying down on bed and soon she was consumed by slumber

(Mr doctor have you started working in a zoo instead of Hospital? You are giving zoological knowledge)

{Translation of DP: That was old time when crows gave signal that guest are coming, now a days smart people share their schedule with the help of their status



{Translation of DP: That was old time when crows gave signal that guest are coming, now a days smart people share their schedule with the help of their status.

{P:A.... This is a old and common myth that if Crow make sound on the wall of your home then some guest will come}

On thr other hand.....

(In Faraz's room...)

Shifa was sleeping peacefully in her bed but poor Faraz was awaken...

According to the medical science eight hour sleep is essential but according to the heart science being restless and sleepless is essential to prove yourself...

Faraz was sitting in his room but since he wasn't feeling peacefulness so he moved to the terrace and full moon was shining brightly in the sky. And his heart was just saying to someone with a smile...

Kahan hai aap, ab to aa jaiye...

Is Bebas dil ko itna na tadpaiye...

Giraftar hai marz-e-ishq me dil...

Ab is Tabeeb ko Shifa chahiye....

Bebas=Helpless

Marz-e-ishq= Love

Tabeeb =Doctor.

Shifa= power of healing

(but here Shifa is our Shifa😁)

_Naaz Jamal

08.06.2020

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Shifa was sleeping and watching a dream.. And suddenly she got up with a jolt... Her heart was jumping heavily, and forehead was full of sweat...

"What was that? What is the meaning of this dream?" she become scared on what she saw in dream...

"Nothing... It was just a dream... And my unconscious mind is making different dreams" mumbling the same she wiped her sweat and again closed her eyes to sleep but couldn't, she was feeling uneasy so she made her way to the courtyard.

Since the night was very peaceful and silent she sat down on floor, resting her back with wall. Knees were bending towards the chest. She lifted her gaze towards the sky where the moon was shining brightly. The beauty of full moon was adorable which was complimented by the company of stars too.

The cristal heart which was caged inside her ribs, started beating in different rhythm when a handsome face come across her scenes. And small smile appeared on her lips...

Only she and the moon knows how much time they both spend while gazing each other, it seems like they both were talking to each other...

Aie falak ke Hilal ye to bta, ki yeh raaz kya hai?

Jo tu itna chamak raha hai to aaj khaas kya hai?

(Falak=Sky; Hilal =Moon)

Mere sawaal par, has pada Hilal bhi...

Jawab me usne meri khushi hi ujad di

(Sawal= question ; Ujad =distroy)

Taren hain pehlu main, chandni bhi hai sath main

Ek Tu hi hai betha tanha is haseen raat main.

(Pehlu =beside; chandni =moonlight

Tanha=Alone ; Haseen =beautiful)

Nazuk Dil mera dukh sa gya Hilal ke jawab par

Phir aayi mujhe hasi uske ek shab ke shabab par...

(Nazuk = fragile/weak ; ek shab ka shabab= beauty of only one night)

Kis chandni pe hai itrata tu aie falak ke tanda Hilal

Chali jayegi ye tujhe chhood ke, Do din ka hai tera Jamal

(Itrana= feeling proud ; Falak =sky

Tanha= alone, Jamal= beauty)

Is jawab ne ghamandi Hilal ko gussa dila diya,

Agle sawal par usne mera dil phir se dukha diya.

(Ghamandi =egoistic)

Do din ki hi sahi, magar chandni to hai mere paas.

Tanha Beth ke hai jo itrata, to Kya khaas hai tere pass?

Is baar Hilal ke jawab me main bhi has diya,

Lafzon se mene us pe ek shikanja sa kas diya.

(lafzon =words ; Shikanja kasna = to tie someone)

Sirf dikhta hu main tanha, dil main wo mere Saath hai

Jo hai mujhe Naaz to Iska bhi ek haseen raaz hai

(Naaz =proud ; Haseen =pretty

Raaz =Secret)

Mubarak ho aie falak ke Hilal teri chandni tujhe,

Zameen par bhi ek chand hai jo azeez hai mujhe....

(Mubarak =congrats ; Azeez = loveable/dear)

Is baar jawab par Hilal bhi muskura diya..

Agli baat par usne mujhe bhi hasa diya...

(Muskurana =smile, Hasna laugh)

Yeh dilo ka hai khel aie dost, tu na samajh payega,

Itna na yaad kar usko, tu diwana kehlayega..

Is baat par Hilal ki, main bhi muskura diya...

Yeh to sach hai ki usne mujhe diwana Bana diya...

Yeh to sach hai ki usne mujhe diwana Bana diya...

_Naaz Jamal

09.06.2020

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SHIFA'S POV

"Shifaaaa...."

"Shifa why are you sleeping too late?" I listened a voice in my sleeping state

"Shifa... Utho beta" Mummy said after sitting beside her and I slowly opened her eyes.

(wake up dear)

"Mummy I don't have any work to do, lemme sleep" I mumbled and Mumma caressed her head.

"okay sleep but don't sleep for late" I nodded and again closed my eyes to sleep again but...

I'm an extraordinary piece on this planet so...I can't sleep again after waking up once....

"Mummaaa... You spoil my slumber..." I mumbled irritatedly and made her way to bathroom. After freshen up I join dining table.

"Hamdan bhai my mobile recharge" I said in whispered in his ear before sitting beside him.

"Okay" he whispered back in my ear and I lifted chocolate biscuits my favourite from the plate which was placed in front of him.

"Bhai I'm bored while living on a single place. Bhai, its more than one year please do something, I want to go to Affi's home." I said everything in Hamdan bhai's ear, he looked at, me and blinked.

That was true, after completing school I haven't went anywhere except Nani Ammi's place that too only a few times. Papa don't like me to go to Maham Lala's home because there were many boys in her in-laws home. Papa don't like me to go to Afifa's home because of Anas bhai.

Anas bhai is Afifa's elder brother and I too respect him like an elder brother just like Hamdan bhai for me, but papa is papa...

After completing school my friend...

I know I told you that I didn't had friends in school but still we all were in same class so some of us were good with each other

So my friends said me many times to meet them, they weren't going somewhere far away from home, they all were gathering in the MacD nearest to my home. But papa refused me to go. Mumma also requested him on my behalf be he didn't allow me to go. And I again killed myself on a little scale.

This is one of the reason that I don't have many friends. Papa don't allow me to go to their home as well as my friends are not allowed to come to my home. So Whenever my friends asked me to attend their birthday party or anything like that I refuses and they all started feeling me like I'm rude or egoistic or something weird. When anyone of my friend asked me to visit my home I clearly said 'no' and that made them hurt.

Thank fully Razi Mama's sons are younger than me otherwise I'm sure Papa won't allow me to even visit My maternal grandparent's home.

"Papa I have some work with Anas, so tomorrow I'll go to his home after college" Hamdan bhai said and papa lifter his head towards him.

"What work?" papa asked with furrowed brows and Hamdan bhai made an excuse that he had to talk about some migration certificates and job and what not... But in the end Papa got agreed for that.

Ohh... I forgot to tell you.... Anas bhai, and Hamdan bhai both were classmates in school time

"Papa Shifa ko bhi main apne Saath le jaun? Subah Afifa ke ghar drop kar dunga or college se wapas aate hue use Saath le aaunga!" Papa glared me and Hamdan bhai, of course he wasn't naive that he couldn't understand that was cooking in their children's head.

(Papa should I take Shifa with me? I'll drop her to Afifa's home and pick her while returning from college)

"I'm going, Allah Hafiz." Billu said and scoot to the door as he was getting late for school.

"If you wanna go somewhere then go to your Nani's home" Papa said and I nodded slowly but I wanted to share everything with Afifa, and she was also not coming to my home because some reasons. After some two minutes Hamdan bhai punched my cheek lightly and left for college after greeting us. I clean the breakfast table and tried my luck

Which is indeed very weak....

"Papa, I'm bored while sitting in home. Hamdan bhai, and Bilal go everywhere with their friends, but I don't go anywhere..."

"Shifa Go in the room" cutting off my sentence mummy ordered me and I sighed.

"Papa please" I requested in mumbled and got a horrific gaze.

"Shifa go inside" mumma pressed my arm lightly and I understood that she was trying to save me from Papa's scold

"Shifa focu...." papa was saying something but mummy literally dragged me inside with her.

"Shifa beta when you know there isn't any benefits of all these requests then why you do this? Just to be scolded by your papa?" Mumma asked and I huffed and sat down on bed.

"What is my fault mumma, I neve....." my senstance was ut off in between by a loud call

"Maryammmm"

"Coming" Mummy scoot out from my room while adjusting the dupatta on her shoulders and I closed my eyes and hit the mattress with my fist.

"I will die soon in this cage... I can't tolerate all these things anymore... Papa will kill me with these restrictions, after some time he will say that 'no need to take breath and no need to eat two time meal' and I will have to obey that." I was mumbling like some insane. I was really frustrated with my own life. What was my fault?

I only have one fault that my father is a coward man who didn't had guts to raise his child so he throw her out from his life and I was living my life on mercy of my Step-father.

After some ten minutes my mobile started ringing and that was Lala's call she said that mumma's mobile is off so he call on my phone. I stepped out from my room and approached to mummy's bedroom

"Wo bachchi hai... Kis baat ki saza de rahe hain aap use." that was my mumma who was taking my side as usually

( she's a little girl why are you punishing her and for what offence)

"Main jo bhi kar raha hu uski bhalai ke liye hi kar raha hu" I listened what papa said as I approached towards their room

(whatever I'm doing doing for good)

"which type of good is this?" I entered in the room to pass mobile to mumma but I regret for that.

"You aren't a small girl, knock before coming inside." Papa scolded me and I lowered my gaze while passing mobile to mumma. Papa was pecking mummy's forehead before going to office

"I'm sorry" mumbling the same I turned back.

"Shifa... Come here... Its okay" mumma said but I didn't turned to her and lay down on my bed hiding my face in pillow.

"Faraz please come and make me free from this cage.... I can't tolerate all these things anymore.... I can't... Please come...." I mumbled while crying.

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I cheked Faraz's dp and that was still showing that Crow's message... 

"Shifa babu I'm thinking to clean terrace and stairs, will you help me?" Mumma asked and I nodded. I changed my clothes. Wore an old trouser, with long T-shirt, tied my hair in a messy but high bun. And mummy and I both went to terrace. Mummy started cleaning terrace and I started washing stairs.

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Holding a brush in right hand she was rubbing the stairs which were wet with water and soap solutions, her not so fragile hands where doing effects. When she listened a door bell.

"Shifa beta check who is on the door... But carefully, it's slipry" Maryam yelled from the terrace and Shifa replied 'okay' before going downstairs carefully

Her clothes were wet and hugging her body like a second skin, which would be unappreciate to go in front of the one who was on the door so Before opening the door she washed her hands and wrapped a dupatta around her to cover her properly. In the time being door bell again rang and Shifa made her way to the door.

"who is this Shifa?" she listened MARYAM'S call and at the same time she open the door....

And the poor heart of her forget to beat for a moment

"Shifa babu who is on the door?"

"Mumma... N.. Nida aunty and Ifra aapi"

"Assalamualaikum aunty." Shifa hardly smiled and Nida examined her condition from head to toe.

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This must be the first case on the earth in which the girl for whom people come with proposal, the girl was standing in front of them like a show piece just arrived from Mars.

🤭 🤭 🤭

How is this part??

And ow...

I have started a new story

'Dard-e-dil'

It's a short story (maybe)

Plz give that a try

_Naaz Jamal