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  1. 🌼 بیٹی (Daughter) 🌼 ﺯﻣﺎﻧﮧ ﺟﺎﮨﻠﯿﺖ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻟﻮﮒ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﻣﻌﺼﻮﻡ ﺑﭽﯿﻮﮞ ﮐﻮ ﺳﺎﻣﻨﮯ ﺑﭩﮭﺎ ﮐﺮ ﻗﺒﺮ ﮐﮭﻮﺩﺗﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ﭘﮭﺮ ﺍﺱ ﺑﭽﯽ ﮐﮯ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮔﮍﯾﺎ ﺩﮮ ﮐﺮ، ﺍﺳﮯ ﻣﭩﮭﺎﺋﯽ ﮐﺎ ﭨﮑﮍﺍ ﺗﮭﻤﺎ ﮐﺮ، ﺍﺳﮯ ﻧﯿﻠﮯ ﭘﯿﻠﮯ ﺳﺮﺥ ﺭﻧﮓ ﮐﮯ ﮐﭙﮍﮮ ﺩﮮ ﮐﺮ ﺍﺱ ﻗﺒﺮ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﭩﮭﺎ ﺩﯾﺘﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ۔ ﺑﭽﯽ ﺍﺳﮯ ﮐﮭﯿﻞ ﺳﻤﺠﮭﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ، ﻭﮦ ﻗﺒﺮ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﭙﮍﻭﮞ، ﻣﭩﮭﺎﺋﯽ ﮐﮯ ﭨﮑﮍﻭﮞ ﺍﻭﺭ ﮔﮍﯾﺎﺅﮞ ﮐﮯ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﮐﮭﯿﻠﻨﮯ ﻟﮕﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ ﭘﮭﺮ ﯾﮧ ﻟﻮﮒ ﺍﭼﺎﻧﮏ ﺍﺱ ﮐﮭﯿﻠﺘﯽ ﻣﺴﮑﺮﺍﺗﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﮐﮭﻠﮑﮭﻼﺗﯽ ﺑﭽﯽ ﭘﺮ ﺭﯾﺖ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﭩﯽ ﮈﺍﻟﻨﮯ ﻟﮕﺘﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ۔ ﺑﭽﯽ ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺍﺳﮯ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮐﮭﯿﻞ ﮨﯽ ﺳﻤﺠﮭﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ۔ ﻟﯿﮑﻦ ﺟﺐ ﺭﯾﺖ ﺍﺱ ﮐﯽ ﮔﺮﺩﻥ ﺗﮏ ﭘﮩﻨﭻ ﺟﺎﺗﯽ ﺗﻮ ﻭﮦ ﮔﮭﺒﺮﺍ ﮐﺮ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﻭﺍﻟﺪ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﻣﺎﮞ ﮐﻮ ﺁﻭﺍﺯﯾﮟ ﺩﯾﻨﮯ ﻟﮕﺘﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ۔ ﻟﯿﮑﻦ ﻇﺎﻟﻢ ﻭﺍﻟﺪ ﻣﭩﯽ ﮈﺍﻟﻨﮯ ﮐﯽ ﺭﻓﺘﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺍﺿﺎﻓﮧ ﮐﺮ ﺩﯾﺘﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ۔ ﯾﮧ ﻟﻮﮒ ﺍﺱ ﻗﺒﯿﺢ ﻋﻤﻞ ﮐﮯ ﺑﻌﺪ ﻭﺍﭘﺲ ﺟﺎﺗﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺗﻮ ﺍﻥ ﻣﻌﺼﻮﻡ ﺑﭽﯿﻮﮞ ﮐﯽ ﺳﺴﮑﯿﺎﮞ ﮔﮭﺮﻭﮞ ﮐﮯ ﺩﺭﻭﺍﺯﮮ ﺗﮏ ﺍﻥ ﮐﺎ ﭘﯿﭽﮭﺎ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﺗﮭﯿﮟ۔ ﻟﯿﮑﻦ ﺍﻥ ﻇﺎﻟﻤﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﺩﻟﻮﮞ ﭘﺮ ﺗﺎﻟﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺍﻥ ﮐﮯ ﺩﻝ ﻧﺮﻡ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﮨﻮﺗﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ۔ ﺑﻌﺾ ﺍﯾﺴﮯ ﻟﻮﮒ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺗﮭﮯ ﺟﻦ ﺳﮯ ﺍﺳﻼﻡ ﻗﺒﻮﻝ ﮐﺮﻧﮯ ﺳﮯ ﭘﮩﻠﮯ ﻣﺎﺿﯽ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺍﯾﺴﯽ ﻏﻠﻄﯽ ﮨﻮﺋﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ۔ ﺍﯾﮏ ﻧﮯ ﻭﺍﻗﻌﮧ ﺳﻨﺎﯾﺎ۔ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﺑﯿﭩﯽ ﮐﻮ ﻗﺒﺮﺳﺘﺎﻥ ﻟﮯ ﮐﮯ ﺟﺎ ﺭﮨﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ۔ ﺑﭽﯽ ﻧﮯ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺍﻧﮕﻠﯽ ﭘﮑﮍ ﺭﮐﮭﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ۔ ﻭﮦ ﺑﺎﭖ ﮐﮯ ﻟﻤﺲ ﮐﯽ ﻭﺟﮧ ﺳﮯ ﺧﻮﺵ ﺗﮭﯽ۔ ﻭﮦ ﺳﺎﺭﺍ ﺭﺳﺘﮧ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﺗﻮﺗﻠﯽ ﺯﺑﺎﻥ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻣﺠﮫ ﺳﮯ ﺑﺎﺗﯿﮟ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﺭﮨﯽ۔ ﻭﮦ ﻣﺠﮫ ﺳﮯ ﻓﺮﻣﺎﺋﯿﺸﯿﮟ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﺭﮨﯽ، ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺳﺎﺭﺍ ﺭﺳﺘﮧ ﺍﺳﮯ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺍﺱ ﮐﯽ ﻓﺮﻣﺎﺋﺸﻮﮞ ﮐﻮ ﺑﮩﻼﺗﺎ ﺭﮨﺎ۔ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺍﺳﮯ ﻟﮯ ﮐﺮ ﻗﺒﺮﺳﺘﺎﻥ ﭘﮩﻨﭽﺎ۔ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮯ ﺍﺱ ﮐﮯ ﻟﺌﮯ ﻗﺒﺮ ﮐﯽ ﺟﮕﮧ ﻣﻨﺘﺨﺐ ﮐﯽ۔ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﯿﭽﮯ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﭘﺮ ﺑﯿﭩﮭﺎ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﮨﺎﺗﮭﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺭﯾﺖ ﺍﭨﮭﺎﻧﮯ ﻟﮕﺎ۔ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺑﯿﭩﯽ ﻧﮯ ﻣﺠﮭﮯ ﮐﺎﻡ ﮐﺮﺗﮯ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﺎ ﺗﻮ ﻭﮦ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﮐﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻟﮓ ﮔﺌﯽ۔ ﻭﮦ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﻧﻨﮭﮯ ﮨﺎﺗﮭﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﻣﭩﯽ ﮐﮭﻮﺩﻧﮯ ﻟﮕﯽ۔ ﮨﻢ ﺩﻭﻧﻮﮞ ﺑﺎﭖ ﺑﯿﭩﯽ ﺭﯾﺖ ﮐﮭﻮﺩﺗﮯ ﺭﮨﮯ۔ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮯ ﺍﺱ ﺩﻥ ﺻﺎﻑ ﮐﭙﮍﮮ ﭘﮩﻦ ﺭﮐﮭﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ۔ ﺭﯾﺖ ﮐﮭﻮﺩﻧﮯ ﮐﮯ ﺩﻭﺭﺍﻥ ﻣﯿﺮﮮ ﮐﭙﮍﻭﮞ ﭘﺮ ﻣﭩﯽ ﻟﮓ ﮔﺌﯽ۔ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺑﯿﭩﯽ ﻧﮯ ﮐﭙﮍﻭﮞ ﭘﺮ ﻣﭩﯽ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺱ ﻧﮯ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﺟﮭﺎﮌﮮ، ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﻗﻤﯿﺾ ﮐﮯ ﺳﺎﺗﮫ ﭘﻮﻧﭽﮭﮯ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﻗﻤﯿﺾ ﺳﮯ ﺭﯾﺖ ﮔﮭﺎﮌﻧﮯ ﻟﮕﯽ۔ ﻗﺒﺮ ﺗﯿﺎﺭ ﮨﻮﺋﯽ ﺗﻮ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮯ ﺍﺳﮯ ﻗﺒﺮ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﭩﮭﺎﯾﺎ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺍﺱ ﭘﺮ ﻣﭩﯽ ﮈﺍﻟﻨﺎ ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﺮ ﺩﯼ۔ ﻭﮦ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﻧﻨﮭﮯ ﮨﺎﺗﮭﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﺍﻭﭘﺮ ﻣﭩﯽ ﮈﺍﻟﻨﮯ ﻟﮕﯽ۔ ﻭﮦ ﻣﭩﯽ ﮈﺍﻟﺘﯽ ﺟﺎﺗﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻗﮩﻘﮩﮧ ﻟﮕﺎﺗﯽ ﺟﺎﺗﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﺠﮫ ﺳﮯ ﻓﺮﻣﺎﺋﯿﺸﯿﮟ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﺟﺎﺗﯽ ﺗﮭﯽ۔ ﻟﯿﮑﻦ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺩﻝ ﮨﯽ ﺩﻝ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﺟﮭﻮﭨﮯ ﺧﺪﺍﺅﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺩﻋﺎ ﮐﺮ ﺭﮨﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ ﮐﮧ ﺗﻢ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺑﯿﭩﯽ ﮐﯽ ﻗﺮﺑﺎﻧﯽ ﻗﺒﻮﻝ ﮐﺮ ﻟﻮ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﺠﮭﮯ ﺍﮔﻠﮯ ﺳﺎﻝ ﺑﯿﭩﺎ ﺩﮮ ﺩﻭ۔ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺩﻋﺎ ﮐﺮﺗﺎ ﺭﮨﺎ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺑﯿﭩﯽ ﺭﯾﺖ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺩﻓﻦ ﮨﻮﺗﯽ ﺭﮨﯽ۔ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮯ ﺁﺧﺮ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺟﺐ ﺍﺱ ﮐﮯ ﺳﺮ ﭘﺮ ﻣﭩﯽ ﮈﺍﻟﻨﺎ ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺱ ﻧﮯ ﺧﻮﻓﺰﺩﮦ ﻧﻈﺮﻭﮞ ﺳﮯ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﻃﺮﻑ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﺎ۔ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﺠﮫ ﺳﮯ ﺗﻮﺗﻠﮯ ﺯﺑﺎﻥ ﻣﯿﮟ ﭘﻮﭼﮭﺎ۔ " ﺍﺑﺎ ﺁﭖ ﭘﺮ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻗﺮﺑﺎﻥ، ﺁﭖ ﻣﺠﮭﮯ ﺭﯾﺖ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﯿﻮﮞ ﺩﻓﻦ ﮐﺮ ﺭﮨﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ؟ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮯ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﺩﻝ ﮐﻮ ﭘﺘﮭﺮ ﺑﻨﺎ ﻟﯿﺎ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺩﻭﻧﻮﮞ ﮨﺎﺗﮭﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺗﯿﺰﯼ ﺳﮯ ﻗﺒﺮ ﭘﺮ ﺭﯾﺖ ﭘﮭﯿﻨﮑﻨﮯ ﻟﮕﺎ۔ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺑﯿﭩﯽ ﺭﻭﺗﯽ ﺭﮨﯽ ﭼﯿﺨﺘﯽ ﺭﮨﯽ، ﺩﮨﺎﺋﯿﺎﮞ ﺩﯾﺘﯽ ﺭﮨﯽ۔ ﻟﯿﮑﻦ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮯ ﺍﺳﮯ ﺭﯾﺖ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺯﻧﺪﮦ ﺩﻓﻦ ﮐﺮﺩﯾﺎ۔ ﯾﮧ ﻭﮦ ﻧﻘﻄﮧ ﺗﮭﺎ ﺟﮩﺎﮞ ﺭﺣﻤﺖ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻤﯿﻦ ﺻﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﻋﻠﯿﮧ ﻭﺁﻟﮧ ﻭﺳﻠﻢ ﮐﺎ ﺿﺒﻂ ﺟﻮﺍﺏ ﺩﮮ ﮔﯿﺎ۔ ﺁﭖ ﺻﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﻋﻠﯿﮧ ﻭﺁﻟﮧ ﻭﺳﻠﻢ ﮐﯽ ﮨﭽﮑﯿﺎﮞ ﺑﻨﺪﮪ ﮔﺌﯿﮟ۔ ﺩﺍﮌﮬﯽ ﻣﺒﺎﺭﮎ ﺁﻧﺴﻮﺅﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺗﺮ ﮨﻮﮔﺌﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺁﻭﺍﺯ ﺣﻠﻖ ﻣﺒﺎﺭﮎ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮔﻮﻻ ﺑﻦ ﮐﺮ ﭘﮭﻨﺴﻨﮯ ﻟﮕﯽ۔ ﻭﮦ ﺷﺨﺺ ﺩﮬﺎﮌﯾﮟ ﻣﺎﺭ ﻣﺎﺭ ﮐﺮ ﺭﻭ ﺭﮨﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺭﺣﻤﺖ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻤﯿﻦ ﺻﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﻋﻠﯿﮧ ﻭﺁﻟﮧ ﻭﺳﻠﻢ ﮨﭽﮑﯿﺎﮞ ﻟﮯ ﺭﮨﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ۔ ﺍﺱ ﻧﮯ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﮐﮯ ﺭﺳﻮﻝ ﺻﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﻋﻠﯿﮧ ﻭﺁﻟﮧ ﻭﺳﻠﻢ ﺳﮯ ﭘﻮﭼﮭﺎ ۔ " ﯾﺎ ﺭﺳﻮﻝ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﺻﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﻋﻠﯿﮧ ﻭﺁﻟﮧ ﻭﺳﻠﻢ ﮐﯿﺎ ﻣﯿﺮﺍ ﯾﮧ ﮔﻨﺎﮦ ﺑﮭﯽ ﻣﻌﺎﻑ ﮨﻮﺟﺎﺋﮯ ﮔﺎ؟ " ﺭﺣﻤﺖ .... ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻤﯿﻦ ﺻﻞ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﻋﻠﯿﮧ ﻭﺁﻟﮧ ﻭﺳﻠﻢ ﮐﯽ ﺁﻧﮑﮭﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺍﺷﮑﻮﮞ ﮐﯽ ﻧﮩﺮﯾﮟ ﺑﮩﮧ ﺭﮨﯽ ﺗﮭﯿﮟ ﮨﻤﺎﺭﮮ ﻣﻌﺎﺷﺮﮮ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺁﺝ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺑﮩﺖ ﺳﮯ ﻟﻮﮒ ﺍﺱ ﻧﻘﻄﮯ ﭘﺮ ﻏﻮﺭ ﺩﯾﺘﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ ﮐﮧ ﮨﻤﯿﮟ ﺑﯿﭩﺎ ﮨﯽ ﭼﺎﮨﯿﮯ ﺍﻥ ﺳﮯ ﺍﭘﯿﻞ ﮐﺮتا ﮨﻮﮞ ﮐﮧ ﺧﺪﺍﺭﺍ ﺍﯾﺴﯽ ﮔﻨﺪﯼ ﺳﻮﭺ ....ﮐﻮ ﺧﺘﻢ ﮐﺮﯾﮟ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﺎ ﺟﺎﺋﮯ ﺗﻮ ﺗﻘﺮﯾﺒﺎً ﻟﮍﮐﯿﺎﮞ ﮨﯽ ﮨﻮﺗﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ ﺟﻮ ﻣﺎﮞ ﺑﺎﭖ ﮐﯽ ﺍﺻﻞ ﻗﺪﺭ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ
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