The story of the story
There is a story of a girl blinded in an accident. The doctor who is treating her, the girl falls in love with him and eventually they get married. After the girl's eye operation, when she sees her husband, she is so surprised to see him that she prays in her heart that her eyes had not been healed. Seeing this condition of the girl, her doctor husband hands her over to his assistant and leaves her life.
Accident: While going to Shorak from Paach Tun, we had a terrible car accident which added a strange chapter to my book life.
The back seats of the motor car were loaded with luggage. Uncle Jafar thought it better not to take the driver with him and instead of being carried in the back seat as a part of the luggage, he himself would enjoy himself in his seat. So he was driving the car sitting in the front seat and I was by his side with the binoculars watching the scenery around and surveying the route. Wherever there was a dangerous road or a sudden turn, I would have informed them in advance. The pleasant coolness of the Asian morning, the rugged gorges of the mountain passes, the bubbling springs, the gushing rivers, the cherry peaks of the Khesar, the conical tops of the towering cypresses, all these things entertained us immensely.
Immediately I looked through the binoculars and said, "Uncle, uncle!" Another dangerous turn came. Slow down. Ugh, this dark cave! The path is also very rough. Uncle John had a thick cigar in his mouth. He said in a round voice, "Don't hesitate. If you walk too slowly, there is a fear of delay." We have to reach Shorak before evening. The lawyer will be waiting for me there.
His sentence was not finished when his eyes saw him and his senses felt that Al-Aman Al-Hafiz! The car suddenly hit a big rock and started sliding backwards on the sloping road, then I don't know what happened after that. My senses were drowning in an abyss of darkness. Perhaps I had fallen into a ditch, perhaps I had hit a mountain, I had fainted.
The Darkness: How the five days passed, I have absolutely no idea. There were injuries on the forehead and the back of the head that left me speechless. A severe fever had disturbed his senses.
On the fifth day, when I regained some consciousness and made a feeble attempt to lift my eyelids, I saw a deep darkness in the room. A soulless darkness that my eyes had never experienced before. Although my head was bound in bandages, I slowly turned it and tried to look at the windows, but very soon I realized that there were no windows or any other arrangement of light in the room. Suddenly the memory of the cold and dark grave pierced my soul. My heart said this is the grave. My tears stood up and I shouted, "Uncle!" Uncle Jafar! Uncle Jafar!
After five days, the nurse ran after hearing my voice. ''Woman! What's up, what's up! How are you? I am a nurse.”
"Nurse," I cried, panicking, "for God's sake light the room."
"Light?"
"Yes," I said, "why is there no light?"
The nurse came close and placed her fingers on my pulse and then said, "Dan ka wakat hai Khatun." I fell down on the pillow helplessly and started crying. "Nurse, I see darkness everywhere. I don't see anything. I don't see you either. where is uncle Hey uncle.
"I'll call Sir Jafar now." The nurse said in a panicked tone and ran out of the room. I lay on the bed sobbing. Daughter! Beautiful daughter! How are you?" came the uncle's voice.
"Uncle where are you?" You don't show me?"
Daughter will be the cause of recovery. Be quiet. You have been unconscious for five days.'' He came and bent over me and kissed my forehead. I cried uncontrollably. "Uncle, my heart sinks. Nothing makes sense to me. Are you guys kidding me? Is the sun shining outside? Oh my eyes! What happened to my eyes? Are they open or closed? What happened?"
It seemed that Uncle Jafar was suspecting my words to be delusional. Repeatedly said, “Nurse! Taking a temperature. Somewhere the fever has not intensified.
"Sir, I saw the heat half an hour ago. It was normal.
So nurse. Telephone the doctor immediately.
After ten minutes the doctor arrived. He asked me a few questions. Then he said something to his uncle in a low voice and took him out of the room. I panicked and asked the nurse, "Nurse!" What did the doctor say? Did my vision keep going?" The nurse might not think it appropriate to say anything, she just said, "I didn't say anything just now, try to get some sleep." After saying this, she started fixing my pillows. I lay still in the frenzied darkness, sobbing.
Treatment Recommendations: I had no idea how much time had passed. I used to ask the nurse after half an hour. What is the nurse now? In the evening uncle Jafar quietly entered my room. I heard their footsteps. He slowly stood near me. I was waiting for someone to speak, but they did not speak. They were probably looking into my eyes carefully. Finally, I panicked and said, "Uncle?"
"Yes, beautiful daughter."
Why are you silent? I am panicking. What happened to my eyes, uncle? Have I become blind?" A sigh came out of my mouth. Uncle restrained and said, "No, daughter." This is a temporary effect. God willing, you will be completely fine in one and a half to two weeks.
I sensed a heartache in his voice. I shouted, "One and a half weeks! How long will I live in this darkness? Hey, what will happen now?" Uncle said, "Daughters don't cry like this. I have consulted with famous doctors today. They all agree that Dr. Sheedy is a famous ophthalmologist. He has even given sight to some born blind. They live three hundred miles from Shurak and are such busy men that they hardly ever go out.”
"Then how will they come here uncle?"
"If they don't come, we will have to go there."
My heart was shocked, "Hey! So say so. I have to live in a hospital for the blind. I became blind. As if I will wander here and there in the darkness of life! No one will be my friend.” I had read many fables of the blind. He was well aware of the colorless monotony of his unrepentant life. Now this situation seemed to be happening to me. I will not be able to read books, nor will I be able to see the beauty of morning and evening. My heart was hurt and I turned my head to the other side.
"Daughter are you crying?"
"No, uncle," I said.
"Then why is this?" he asked in a gloomy tone.
''nothing. I am tired.
Don't be sad daughter. Inshallah, as soon as Dr. Sheedi's answer comes, the treatment will start, either he will come here or I will take you there.
"Good uncle." I tried to hide my hurt feelings from uncle. Uncle Jafar went out of the room and I started crying. There was nothing left for me in the world, in this wide and bright world. Darkness! Only brothers doing darkness.
Perhaps the front window was open. It had cool scented breezes coming into the room. The night birds were whistling in the garden but not. I could not see the colorful flowers that I loved, nor the cheerful birds that I loved. Ah dark life!
Inspection: Dr. Sheedy's reply came that he could not come here. However, we were written to come there. That same evening, uncle and I and the old nurse will leave for "Koh-e Feroze". As soon as we reached there, Dr. Sheedi's private secretary made us sit in a big hall. After a while the door opened. A very sweet male voice came out. "Greetings Sir Jafar!" came the uncle's voice, "Greetings, this is my niece and your patient."
The doctor must have looked at me. It seemed that he sat down in a chair near me. A light fragrance spread in the room. Uncle was describing the incident. I was silently sitting on a coach, turning my head around like a madman in a state of helplessness. There was nothing for me in this new place except new sounds and new smells. The pain of her deprivation and impotence was sitting in her heart.
Suddenly the uncle's voice came, "Daughter beautiful! Dr. Sheedy wants to examine your eyes. Go with them." I stood up quietly. "Allow me to carry you," said Dr. Sheedy. His voice was exceptionally charming and melodious. I quietly went to where he took me with the help of the doctor. All I knew was that he opened a door and we both entered it.
The doctor sat me down in a chair, "Lady, I want to shine a light on your eyes to see if you feel a faint red light." He leaned against the back of my chair. He stood up and bent down and put my head on the back of the chair and removed the hair from my forehead.
"Shall I close my eyes?"
''Yes. If you feel any light, let me know.
"But doctor!" came out of my mouth, "What if I don't feel any light?" Shall we be blind forever?” Tears welled up in my eyes. The compassionate doctor was moved. He placed his loving hand on my warm forehead to soothe me. Said, "Lady! If it is God's will that your sight should not be returned to you, the compulsion to make life dark even with eyes and to keep life bright without eyes is in the hands of man.
I did not have the courage to think about these philosophical things. I cried in helplessness. But how will the doctor survive without eyes? I cannot read any book. Can't see a pleasant sight. What will happen now doctor?
The doctor patted my head gently and said, "Do not be afraid, lady." I will do my best to treat you, but if nature so chooses that you spend your life in obscurity, it may be arranged to provide interests for your audience. You will not be able to see beautiful things but you will be able to hear beautiful words. Hussain Raag will entertain your heart. The doctor gently rested my head on the back cushion of the chair and asked me to look at him. With the help of his assistant, the seemingly very quiet young man examined my eyes for a long time and asked me various questions. Finally, after some time, he said in a satisfying tone, "Beautiful lady! I think there is no reason to despair. You will be treated for the first few days and if there is no useful result, an operation will be performed.
"I'm ready for both, Doctor," I said. Then we came out of the room.
The patient and the physician: Two weeks passed under Dr. Sheedy's treatment. It was very difficult for a busy man like Uncle Jafar to live outside his city. So they left the old nurse with me. My eyes were in the same condition till now. Life was passing in a sad darkness. Those few moments used to be pleasant for me when Dr. Sheedy would come to me and start a conversation on some interesting topic and make me so engrossed in it that I could not feel anything but a mental preoccupation.
He would usually discuss or interest me in such subjects that even those with eyes could only imagine. On the beginning of creation, ancient civilizations, Greek philosophy, psychology and other similar topics, he would tease my imagination and I would create a story about them according to my framework and not know in reality. Whether it was like this or just to encourage me, doctors usually praised my intelligence and way of thinking.
These thought-provoking encounters are both delicious and long-lasting. Perhaps, apart from me, even the doctors themselves enjoyed them no less. After a few days he would leave all his leisure time, and sometimes his work to his assistant, and sit down with me and pick up a conversation from where we had left off in our previous conversation. If they did not talk in imagination, taking care of my feelings, their eyes would do the work of my eyes and they would start describing to me in great detail each and every thing around that I wanted to see. Gradually I began to realize that apart from being sympathetic to me, the doctor was also valuing me.
Sometimes I didn't even realize my blindness for a long time after the doctor left. There was always something for my imagination to think about and think about, but when an incident of practical life would refresh my sense of my own blindness, all this self-forgetfulness would be overcome, and then there would be nothing else but the thought. It cannot be a source of satisfaction for me. One evening she was sitting on the coach by the window. The head was stuck out of the window. The songs of the bubbles were being heard on the trees, when suddenly I heard a melodious sound and then a special sweet smell. It was known that Dr. Sheedy must be somewhere near me because whenever he came, the same scent would permeate the room. At the same time, the doctor's voice came, "I came here after seeing you in the window."
I was listening to the songs of the birds here, doctor. Were you walking up the stairs humming a verse just now?
''Yes! It was me.”
"What a lovely tune it was." It came out of my tongue, "Since I lost my sight, my hearing is getting sharper, doctor." Has the sun set?" The doctor stood near me and then said, "It has just set. I think the moon must be rising somewhere. Let me take you to the garden.
I immediately got ready. He supported me with his hand. Dr. Sheedy seemed to be a tall and strong man. His voice was also very charming, when we both came down the stairs of the garden, suddenly my heart started beating. Of course it will sound great too! My heart desperately wanted to see his form.
We stood silently on the garden steps for two minutes. Then Dr. Sheedy said, “Now the moon is rising. Its light flickered on the garden. The moon is very white and not very yellow. The leaves are also moving. Will you also hear their voice? Yes, the sound is coming. Are the tiny plants swaying too?” I asked.
No, not that fast. Only the branches of tall trees are shaking. Let's say the moon has now risen a bit higher. The shadow of the mulberry tree began to look terrifying.
"Are the mulberries planted?"
Yes, it is the beginning of summer, there are raw mulberries. Let me take you to the fountain.
We both sat on a coach near the fountain. He said, "A woman's neck is hanging at the fountain." Water is coming out of both the eyes of the woman as if tears are flowing. I don't know why such an idol was carved.
The rays of the moon began to shine on the tiny droplets. Just now a wild rabbit ran into the bush in front of us. You must have heard the rustling too.
Yes, I heard. Doctor, today you are doing exactly the same service that once used to give my eyes. I am thinking if I am disappointed from here, who will take care of my eyes at home?
The doctor was silent for two moments. I felt him watching me carefully. I blushed a bit and said, "Doctor?" what are you doing? Are you quiet?" He said, "You asked me just now that if you are disappointed from here, who will do the work of your eyes at home. So the greatest duty of the woman who will be your best friend will be to give your eyes a job.
I said in a disappointed tone, "But I don't have any friends like that, doctor." Supposedly, even if such a person comes out, where will he have enough free time to leave all his life's work and tell me about the world. Such compassion exists in angels. That's why I consider you an angel. "No such friend?" asked the doctor repeatedly. His voice was full of seriousness and pain.
"No doctor," I said.
"What, can I do this service?"
I was surprised, "What?" "What service?"
"This is so that my words can give the work of your eyes throughout your life."
"A lifetime?" I asked in surprise.
''Yes.''
How is this possible? For life?" I was being asked like crazy.
My surprise was not over when Dr. Sheedi put his hand on my shoulder and said in a loud voice, "Ziba!" I will perform this service throughout my life. I love you. Intense! Very intense.
I was shaken. How strange it is to hear only words of love and not to see the face of your lover. It seemed as if a heavenly melody was reaching my ears from somewhere far away. I automatically fell on the doctor. All that came out of my mouth was, "Shady!"
Shidi held me tightly. They started asking in my ear with a trembling voice, "Beautiful! Do you love me too?" I said in rapture, "Of course. I love your voice. I am a lover of your philosophical and poetic phrases.
Colored darkness:
Finally, when a month passed, one day Shedi said, "Beautiful! It seems that the operation will have to be done." Hearing this, I was scared. "Shedi, I am afraid of the name of the operation. I tell the truth. At first I was disgusted by my blindness, but now love has enlightened my spiritual eyes. I don't care about my eyes anymore.
"But dear." He said in a tone of love, "You can't see me." I was confused, "Yes, Shidi!" However, how much I want to see you. Tell me yourself how are you? I can guess how beautiful you will be by listening to your voice. Well, let me see." Saying this, I touched his face with both my hands. You are very handsome. Your eyes are long. Your forehead is broad.
"It's all right beautiful!" Think about when we will get married. When we have little babies. At that time, how much the need for eyes will be felt? I blushed and looked the other way. Then she said in a shy manner, "Sheedi, what are you talking about?" Sheedi took me in his arms and said, "I am not wrong." After some time you will feel the need of your eyes. Right?''
By God, this is not my beauty! A blind wife is useful. Why did the trouble start, but I do not want you to be deprived of the blessing of eyes for the rest of your life. If you think that I consider a blind wife as trouble and want to operate on your eyes just for my own benefit, then I am ready to marry you in your present state of blindness. After some time you will need your own eyes. At that time, I will perform the operation on your request. Ziba, are you satisfied now?
I smiled, “Sheedy, if you love me all my life like you do today, I will never miss my eyes. My dear Shidi! You don't know that listening to loving phrases day and night is also a paradise life. When my eyes come, your words of love will also diminish because they will no longer be needed. No Shidi, I am blind. If your love is available to me, then there is no sorrow of blindness.
Shidi will be anxious to hear this. "Beautiful, then we should not delay the marriage." How about starting our life together at the end of this month? The main stage is the approval of Sir Jaffrey. They don't even know how much we have fallen in love here." I said in a low voice, "But I think uncle won't have any objection. Because... After all, they will also think about my blindness, who will marry a blind person.
Fulfillment of desire:
So one day when I was standing in Darichi enjoying the sea breeze she came and said, "Beautiful! Every moment of life is doubted as if we are sitting in Firdaus. If you had eyes today, there would not be this thorn in my heart.
I smiled and said, "If the trauma of my blindness is interfering with our happiness, then I am ready for the operation."
''is that so?''
"Yes, Shidi, of course."
You are a very wise girl. Think if your eyes will come, how bright will our life be? The thought of it drives me crazy with joy. You will see me. To her husband!
I eagerly said, "Lord!, how blessed that time will be!" See you! Seeing your beloved Shidi. All my soul will be drawn and come into my eyes." Then after a moment she said in a tone of depression, "But Shidi now I am listening to the voice of your heart. If the eyes come, our love will be silent.
Shidi laughed, "Crazy girl." Does anyone lose their eyes over such a thing?
"Why not Shidi?" I said, "Why not?" I love your loving words more than my eyes. I will miss these phrases. I will miss them.
Shidi said, "You are only afraid of losing my words, but can I not be afraid of what your eyes will say when you come?" I will not be deprived of your love.
"There?" Lost in love? What do you mean by that?
Shedi was silent for two moments, not knowing what he was doing. I asked again, "Why don't you speak Shidi?" Why did you start losing love?" Shidi said, "Beautiful! Let me tell you clearly. Look, I'm sorry. I cheated a lot and maybe this deception will be revealed later, but let me tell you now that I am not a handsome man." I was somewhat surprised, "But when I touch your face with my fingers, you You seem very handsome.
''Yes. Feeling with fingers is one thing and seeing with eyes is another thing. Now you love me that's why I make you beautiful. After seeing with the eyes, there will be no love nor will I be known as beautiful.
Shady laughed lightly. A person whose laughter is so intelligent and musical can be ugly? They said, "Look, you are scared after all, aren't you?" But Ziba, my ugliness cannot blind you. A faithful husband cannot be so selfish. He is ready to make any sacrifice for his wife. Even if you hate me after seeing me, I will definitely operate on your eyes." Saying this, he brought me to the courtyard.
I started thinking about something. He slept in the garden. A small bird was singing near Darichi. The sound of the sea waves was constantly coming. After a long time, I raised my head, "Sheedi, where are you?" I got used to this question after being blind, then said, "You will be quiet." what are you thinking?''
Dear! I was wondering what happens when the eyes of the blind god of love are born.”
I took a deep breath, “Shady, you seem like a very suspicious person. I certainly do not love your beauty or ugliness. I love you. Believe me. I wish I could open my heart and tell you. You operate on my eyes and see. The god of love will always be blind to your situation.
"Are you saying this from the bottom of your heart, beautiful?" he asked.
''Yeah yeah! My dear Shidi from the bottom of my heart.
"Will you always love me beautiful?"
"Always Shidi." Hearing this, Shidi held me tightly in her arms.
dilemma:
On the morning when my bandages were about to be opened, Shidi came to my room somewhat nervously. Beautiful, we should not waste this evening, do you know that this evening is the last evening of our love? After this evening, who knows, our destiny may change.
I was shocked. "Sheedi, if you say such things, then I will open my bandages and throw them away." Sheedi said, "Then maybe the direction of life will change from today evening." I said angrily, "If my There is a fear that your life will be darkened by the light of the eyes, so I will never want my eyes to come."
"Good, beautiful. Tomorrow there is a competition between your love and my lack of cotton." I said, "It will happen. Shidi, a woman wants her husband very much. Especially a girl who has never loved a man except her husband in her life. Don't you know that I have never loved anyone except you?
Shidi was carefully studying my face because he was silent, then after a while he bent down and touched my cheeks and said, "oh zibbha good to see you again" Tomorrow will see what happens when the eyes of the blind god of love are born." I smiled and said, "See.
Beauty or love?
Therefore, my night was cut in the worst anxiety. When the morning came, I was sitting with my heart pounding. I was panting when Shidi entered my room. Clung to them helplessly.
"Ziba, Mir Ziba!" How are you doing?
"I'm good." But a sob escaped.
''Why? Are you crying over my fate?'' he asked in a heavy voice. I said, "I am thinking how I will see the world after such a long time!" Fear is known from this thought.
I felt Sheedi's warm breath on my cheek and then said, "Sheedi, what will be the state of my heart when I lay eyes on you for the first time?" Uf Mere Allah!" Shedi said in a serious tone, "Ziba, I will not open your blindfolds, I am afraid. My assistant will perform this service.'' I thought that you would open and I would be the first in the world to see your beautiful face.
"If she was Hussain, she would be so beautiful."
Finally, the time came when the Mir Pattians started to be opened. I was lying quietly. I could hear two or three doctors talking around me. My heart is in a strange state. It was known that Shidi was also present in this room. Finally the strip opened. The doctor asked to see me.
Oh that moment! Separate the eyelashes from the eyelashes. For the light! Or to eternal darkness! With a sigh and a pounding heart, I raised an eyelid. I shuddered and a scream came out of my mouth. I felt the first ray of light. The colors of the room were emerging and becoming clearer from this dim light. I looked around. There was no one there. I was lying on a couch in a beautiful room with green windows. The sky was visible from the window. The same blue, bright smiling sky.
Shidi! Shidi!” came out of my mouth. Shidi gave me back my eyes. This is the charm of their lovely hands. A fountain of love began to boil in my heart. I was driven mad by the longing to see the man whom I loved and who had given me eyes. Suddenly I heard a voice near the curtain. I looked back and shouted, "Sheedy!" A charming model of masculine beauty stood by the curtain. Long hazel eyes, blond hair, handsome face, very handsome face. I went towards him. "My Shedi!"
The young man bowed his head and greeted me. He said in a loud voice, "Dr. Shedi is out, dear lady." I am his assistant.
"Oh," I said in a disappointed tone, "I made a mistake. Will you please call them?" The assistant said, "They will come by themselves in five minutes." They are trying to erase their current anxiety in the patients.
I couldn't hide my excitement, “Assistant you know I was period blind. I have never seen my husband's face. Will you tell me how they are?” He smiled, “He. A picture of Dr. Sheedi is placed on the mantelpiece, come here.
I went to the mantelpiece and picked up the photo, “This is Shedi's. My friend has a picture of life? My God!” A sigh came out of my mouth. It was a picture of a forty-year-old man. The forehead was broad, but the shape was very ugly, the face was full of harshness. All this picture was overshadowed by something so dull and ugly that the ground beneath my feet gave way. I shuddered when I saw my pale figure in the tall mirror in front of me. A beautiful woman like me fell in love with this man.
The assistant was looking at me carefully, said "Bholi Khatoon!" What are you thinking? Your few days of blindness took a big toll on your life. When you started getting married to Dr. Sheedi, many times I wanted to inform you of the secret of his ugliness in some secret way, but do you know when Dr. Sheedi started giving me such an opportunity? Finally they did what I feared. He was forty years old. All responsibility for their celibate lives rests on their appearance. Almost all the girls in the area have boycotted them. After all, your bad luck has dragged you here.
I was standing with my eyes closed and looking at the world of beauty who was standing in front of me. He had the beauty of a fairy tale hero. After some time I looked at my husband's picture.
But I loved Dr. Sheedy. It's love.'' I said quickly.
"Your love owes to blindness." Now consult your eyes. The truth is, this woman is beautiful. Seeing your sweet girl with a disgusting person like Dr.
"You shouldn't be talking, assistant." Love doesn't depend on beauty." The young assistant laughed in a charming voice, "Tell Iman, aren't you disappointed when you see your husband's picture?" I said, "I'm already ready for that. was Shedi himself told me that he is not handsome. I understood. They will not be like that.
"If you doubt, look through the window." He is giving some instructions to a patient in the verandah.
With a beating heart I went to the window and looked in. Ah, my heart sank. They were uglier than the picture. Do I worship the same person? Can any woman love him?
I sat on a coach holding my head. The young assistant stood in front. He was wearing a dark blue shirt. The dark green color was the decorative glue. He bowed to me in a legendary manner and said, “Lady Ziba, you are a very quick-witted girl, but I admire your uncle more than you. Why did they throw you in this dark cave? Did the doctor's wealth and wealth blind him?
I quickly said, "No, no." Sir Jafar has absolutely no concern for wealth and power. They must have thought the same, blind girl.
"This cruelty is clear cruelty." The assistant said, "If your beautiful girl was blind, what could anyone care?" For example, I could introduce myself. If only I could get a blind wife like you, I would be lucky.” I stopped, “Um. Assistant! what do you say? I am your chief's wife. You turned out to be a very unreasonable person.
"Sorry lady Ziba, I made a mistake."
"Well, now please call Dr. Sheedi, I want to see him," I interrupted.
"Very well," said the assistant, and went out.
Last but Long lasting happiness:
Beautiful! Happy eyes! Can you really see? Are you crying? Why what about my fate?" He said with great depression. His voice sounded strangely pained. My senses were like hearing. "No, Shidi, no." They got a little closer. "Beautiful, this is what happens when the eyes of the blind god of love are born." Sighs. Regret for what you have done. Tears. I stand by my word. I still I want you.
''Yes. If you want to, but can you put your hand on your heart and say that the same passion with which you loved me in the days of blindness is still there?
I closed my eyes, "Sheedy, I don't want eyes." i want your love Put some acid in my eyes so I can sing your love song in my dream island. My eyes are mischievous. I don't want these. I want the blind eyes of love.” Saying this, I started crying.
"Ziba, I don't want to ruin your life. For a period my secluded life was lived in solitude and isolation. Then you came and I deceived you and trapped you in my love net. Now that your sight is restored. My spell of deception is broken.
"But Shidi" said in a worried tone, "Why did you operate on my eyes?" I was happy. I was blind and a fan of love.
"That was my human duty, beautiful."
"Ah, you have been very good."
"Why are you closing your eyes?" Shedi asked. There was pain in his voice. "I'm used to it, Shidi." When my eyes are closed, I am in the land of dreams and legends.
And when they open, a demonic man demolishes the edifice of your wildest imaginations. That's it, isn't it?'' he asked very depressed. “No Shidi, not at all. I enjoy closing my eyes just because I remember the early days of our love when I was blind and you first expressed your longing.
Sheedi touched my arm and took me to the other side of the room. Then he made me stand at one place and said, "Ziba, open your eyes now." I opened my eyes. Both of us could see our reflection in the big mirror in front of us. I was shocked looking at the reflection of my Hussain and Kaheeda and my husband's ugly and hideous scene. My heart was bleeding. Yes, I wanted to scratch my mouth. I closed my eyes and despite the utmost effort of self-control, my tears came out.
Shidi was looking very heartbroken, "Ziba! Now you see? I am not worthy of you. If there is any justice in the world, I should apologize to you and hide forever. This is my punishment.
"Sheedy, don't talk like that."
"Why don't I say such things, beautiful?" Finally I realize my lack of cotton. Feeling guilty. You have a sense of beauty. Every day you will compete my love with others. I will do it with my assistant Hussain. I wonder what will happen to your heart when you see me and him together.
I was indecisive, "Sheedi, you are very suspicious." At that time, my eyes accidentally went to the closet. In it appeared a vial on which the name of an acid was written in bold letters. I pointed to the cupboard with my finger and said, "What is that thing kept in the cupboard?" Is there any acid? I'll put it in my eyes and I'll be blind forever, and then your life will be cut short, won't it?''
After saying this, I went towards the closet. Shidi said quickly, "Wait." You don't need to be blind again. I myself will hide my hideous form forever. Don't waste your eyes. When beauty can be seen, a man should not be blind. Then he went to the window and said in a low voice, "Assistant!"
At that moment the assistant entered. The same beautiful face, the same sweet smile, the same heart-warming eyes. I turned my face away.
Shidi said in a very painful tone, "Ziba, I am fair." I can understand, I am not worthy of you beautiful girl. Perhaps after meeting eyes, this young man can prove to be a more suitable friend for you.
I looked at my husband in shock. They were going crazy with frustration and shock. I said in a tone of pity and helplessness, "Shedi, you don't understand what you are saying." Your mind has become useless.” Sheedi said seriously, “Ziba, I understand everything. That is why I am saying God Hafiz beautiful. Forgive me." After saying this, he took one last look at me and went out.
“Assistant, assistant, call them,” I shouted. Watch. This vial of acid. I am putting this acid in my eyes. I'm going blind. For my husband's sake, I uncorked the bottle. With a jerk, the vial fell away from my hand and the assistant came closer and said, “Are you crazy? That disgusting figure is now out of your life. Why do you lose your eyes for free?
''Because... Because Assistant I want love, only love. Dr. Sheedi Hussain loves me dearly, dearly. A love that lit up my blind world. I can't lose this love.” I closed my eyes.
"Beautiful!" My soul trembled. Whose voice is this? Dr. Sheedy?" I opened my eyes, "Assistant? Did Dr. Sheedy just call me? I truly love them. Call them. Call them. Do not look at me with your evil eyes. My love does not need beauty. My love, their love, is calling out to their infinite love.”
Look at me beautiful! Can't my eyes teach you the lesson of love? Don't look at me with those eyes of yours. See with the eyes of the heart. Maybe this way you can find my deep love in him. Close your eyes and touch my face.
I was waiting for this young man, when suddenly my heart began to beat violently with a new trembling feeling, and at what nature's insistence, at what anxiety's demand, I asked you to close your eyes and the ancient fellowship of darkness. Once again, Mir Zee Hus began to touch the contours of his face with the tips of his fingers.
A sudden scream came out of my mouth and I opened my desperate eyes in panic. Surprised, she started looking at the statue of this beauty. "There! Shidi! My Shidi!” He was smiling while standing silent.
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