Temptations....

 Everyone was equally shocked. This time it wasn't murmuring. The voice was huge enough to hear.  Rohaan had no change of behavior. He , asked the person next to him , to excuse him..  What followed next was unpredictable. Every single person in that row stood up and stepped out from that row to the walkway , so that he can have a smooth entry to the stage.!!!  Rohaan just gave a meaningful smile for this gesture. Mr. Roy at the stage didn't understand the meaning of this. But obviously for the people gathered there , it was clear. Rohaan took his laptop bag and his 2 water bottles along with him as he was walking to the podium. The entire hall stood up and gave  huge welcoming claps. He just walked calmly with that smile intact. He reached the stage, kept his laptop bag near the podium and the water bottles on the podium , shake hands with Mr.Roy and the other chief guests on the stage and proceed to the mic. Mr. Roy stepped down from the stage and took the sea...

Mr. Roy read that mail for at least 2-3 times just to confirm if this was real. He had that excitement to meet his friend for the first time. Mr. Roy literally became a fan of Rohaan that he hold a huge respect to him. Mr. Roy rushed back to the hall. The welcome speech was progressing. Mr.Roy went to the people who managed the organizers desk and took the attendance sheet. There he searched if he could see Rohaan's name. it was there. 5th from the last. but it was named as "Shahzaad Rohaan", he just reversed it! so that people won't notice it quickly. Mr. Roy expected these kind of strange things from him. He was the chief guest here. But He entered there as a participant and nobody understood. Even the organizers desk didn't notice , as they were in a last minute rush. Mr. Roy scanned the entire hall. He knew ,it was a useless thing to do. But Mr .Roy did know that Rohaan had figured him out. That was the only hope  Mr. Roy had.  An anchor from the backstage app...

Mr. Roy was deeply disturbed and was delving in his own thoughts that he didn't even notice the mess happened in the hall. He was recalling the moments of planning this meet. Mr. Roy was a well established professor of the college. He had connections with the international scientists and had had published highly cited articles. while he was reading one article online that he came across one paper of a scientist. This one paper was a gem that he kept on reading the paper till the end. He searched for the writer. There wasn't any co-authors, it was a solid single man hard work. Mr. Roy searched this man in LinkedIn, Research Gate everywhere. He got a lot of paper in his name and all of the works had huge citations that may people based their thesis on this man's discoveries as a proving point for their argument. But to his surprise ,not a single photograph of this man was found online. Mr. Roy was more than curious this time. How in this digital age a man is able to hide his ...

It was a high profile academic meeting hosted by a prestigious college. A well decorated stage was set up and chairs were arranged accordingly.   The audience arena was equally well arranged except that the walk way towards the stage was congested. But nobody felt a problem with this . People were busy talking, obviously well mannered. But it was evident that it was all a show off. Several well dressed people were present for the meeting and the young scholars were busy impressing the high profile professors and teachers there. Young scholars were enthusiastic and were also in hope to get into the research if they could impress the professors. Then there came an announcement from the backstage that the meeting and the scheduled presentation may begin within fifteen minutes and it was also announced that the chief guests were asked to take their seats on the stage. People stopped talking. They were in a rush to take the best of the seats.  Chief guests were proceeding to the ...

Yahyaaa.. No you just can't do this to me. No you just cant marry me like that. Roshanara had a jolt in her sleep and she woke up. She was in her secret room. Her Ghurfat-ul-ishq. She took some time to figure out the timeline. She is married. They had a small reception. She was sad. Yahya was talking and she came to her room. She was tired and she slept. Yes ,that was it. She hold her head as it was aching as if her head was beaten with a blunt weapon. Her head was heavy as she was keeping on crying before she dozed off. As she gained consciousness she looked around. Yahya was there in her room. He looked at her with concern. Roshanara had questions to ask! alot of questions! She was always like that. Always! A fearless lady she was and used to speak on face. She wondered how he figured out her secret room. An unbearable pain passed through her heart. All these of her possessions, her world is been shared. Her sacred place is been vandalized she felt! She cursed her existence in mi...

A nice red ribbon was used to part the path they should take to fly for the game above the river. The route had been decided. But there are routes one should never take as the wind blown in that direction at the time of game can adversely affect their flying. Both team where ready on both sides of the river and amidst them thousands of butterflies from which they have to spot the butterfly that goes to the lavender rose. This one butterfly will occasionally raise its wings that then will appear like a bird.it is during that time one has to spot it and chase it down. when it flutter its wings its wings will glow. That is the indication. while other butterflies do flutter , but their wont be a glow. some people will mistake it as glow and chase wrong butterflies. So one needs to be extremely keen to choose it down. Roshanara was the swan in animal form and was the team leader of her side and every one had appearances like that accordingly. Amaal was parrot and Hafiza was Nightingale....

It was a vast calm water body and on either side was a team of 10 members. Each of them had the appearance of different birds. There where many butterflies floating amidst them. Of these butterflies only one would be flying towards the rarest of the rare flower to drink the honey. Locate that fly and chase it down , so that you can locate the rarest of the rare flower -the lavender rose which has a compound needed for a medicine. So this was the Game of Farashat for which Yahya and friends came. And every year in the spring  this game occur  in Ardul-Rasheeq and that secret community in the world, whom can have wings in this particular season and can attain the animal self is been called for this event. Along with this game of Farashat  there occurred many cultural events and cultural exchanges between communities. Some find their matches during this festival. Some may settle in Ardul-Rasheeq.  Cutting off their this strange ability to transform  ...

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Mihran was sad. He was sad because his baby girl is not happy with all this. He knows that. Yet a part of him was saying thanks to the lord, for the dua he had been making for the past 5 years was given a nod from his lord. Crowd was equally relieved. As if something that was suffocating their life before going to sleep everyday was Roshanara's marriage! Nobody ever thought about Roshanara. Everybody was discussing her life. Yet the voice of the one should have mattered never mattered. They were busy gossiping about her life and this sudden twist. They all thanked Allah for this cultural festival. Yahya was near Roshanara. Roshanara stood soul-less and dead inside. She couldn't process any of this. She responded mechanically to all the greetings. She couldn't even fake the smile, for the taunting showered on her for being rebel, not marrying all these while and after all the issues she created, it ended up like this! After all ,wh...

In the hall where everyone gathered after the game , Yahya made a request. Yahya had been a center of attraction since the day he came here in the Ardul-Rasheeq for the cultural festival. He was the finest of the soul anyone had ever seen and Roshanara had noticed it well enough. But she rarely even cared. But Roshanara do felt good at times when she thought about him. Nonetheless , she was least bothered.  Yahya used to be with Faizan whenever he goes for a walk in the Ardul-Rasheeq. In the game of Farashat , the performance he showed was praised by all . Roshanara was the team leader for the opposite. She was known for the fair game till that moment before Yahya took it over. She was keeping on thinking about this game until she was jolted hearing the statement made by Yahya. He said, in a calm and composed manner, with extreme politeness, with a sweetest, yet commanding voice to Roshanaras father Mihran that - " Would you marry off your daughter Roshanara to me?". Faizan h...