Ture Story Batul Of Quetta.
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| Ture Story Batul of Quetta. |
One day I was sitting in the office when the guard got a call saying that a college girl had come. She says Meet anyone, I have work. do what. I said send it back and say everyone is busy.
After some time I looked on my CCTV camera screen and that girl was lying down next to the guard room. I Called to ask why it didn't go. So he said. She is making noise that she will go together, otherwise, she will sit here till 5 o'clock.
I asked my receptionist to bring him to my room. He brought Before entering the room, the girl asked for permission, so I respectfully stood up and asked her to sit.
At a glance, she was in a white uniform was also yellow because it was old. There was a lot of mud on the shoes. And the joggers were probably in the final stages. It seemed that the girl had walked a long way.
If you look at the face, the lips are dry and there are traces of sweat under the dupatta on the forehead, probably due to the heat and dirt. The girl was very receptive.
Her cheeks were turning red due to the weather. Or maybe she had dared to come to the office in a strange environment, but it was because of nervousness.
I got up and gave her a glass of water. She took it with gratitude and drank it quickly. Yes son!!! Why are you rioting? What happened? I asked. He said head.
I have come to know that NGOs bear the cost of children's education. That's why I came. I said... Not every NGO but specific institutions do such work. but why? I have to study and my father has no money.
Anyway, I have to complete my BBA and do an MBA. I need money please give me the address of the NGO that will teach and fund.
These days Balochistan Education Endowment Fund BEEF. had been established and its secretary was an old friend of mine.
But I knew the conditions of the staff below, so I didn't want to send that girl there to be pushed around. So I said to this girl that you will drink tea!! He nodded his head.
I ordered tea and biscuits. I asked her what her father did, and he said he is in AG OFFICE and has just retired. They say that I have spent what I had and now I have no money to teach my daughter.
I read in my mind that if the employee of the AG office says something like that, this girl will be killed.
Otherwise, why would the father say this? Second, I thought that this girl was emotional, thankfully she had come here. If it were in someone else's hands, he would probably have thought him some other source of income and those shining bright eyes of his would have dimmed by now.
I got up making an excuse that I was coming to ask my sir what we could do to help you. After some time he came to the room. And said to this girl that sir is saying that she is BBA. Will complete the fee.
But the condition is that tomorrow your father comes and meets me and also brings the fresh face slip. She stood happily. ok, sir Her innocence was coming out smiling and shining.
I called my receptionist. This girl will come tomorrow, you must introduce her to me. Get her contact.
It was a measure that if she brought her father
tomorrow, it is fine, otherwise she can do whatever comes to her heart.
The next day I came to the office at 11 o'clock and my receptionist told me that the girl had been waiting with her father since 10 o'clock in the morning. I said bring it.
His father was a well-to-do Punjabi or Urdu-speaking man. On introductions, it was found that he was working in the AG office in Balochistan in some capacity.
It is a matter of those days when even Quetta city, even the national anthem was not taught in schools for fear of sabotage, so that the enemies of Pakistan would not do any mischief to this school.
Therefore, in these circumstances, the livelihood of a non-local servant who preferred the hereafter was very difficult. The result of this was that many times he and his family needed Nan Shabeena.
Early retirement was also taken because the elder daughter had to get married. Son is studying for an MA. By doing this one gives numbers to the patients at the doctor's clinic, which means he is stupid, while the other, after doing BA, is now trying to do something small.
She pointed to the girl saying that she can't teach anymore so she is stubborn that she will show it by doing MBA on her own. The semester fee of the university is also not being fulfilled.
But she says she will study at the same university. She can't take the scholarship from the university because she doesn't have tuition. We can't buy books or the net. From where can she prepare her GPA.
I put my hand on his shoulder and told him. You should not worry about his education. The girl's father thanked me and left. I put the responsibility of my receptionist to tell me after paying his fee etc.
In between, once that girl came only for the MBA finance admission fee and then for a year only her message would come and we would pay her fee. One day that girl came again. Was worried. I asked.
Son is fine!! You are so brave, why are you worried? So she spoke. Sir!! For a year and a half, I was meeting the rest of my expenses by teaching tuition.
And my marks are also very good. But... and then she started crying. My staff comforted him and said. Baba is fed up and has decided to go to Lahore, the whole family is moving there.
Who will be there to teach me? I told Baba I would not go. I will stay here in the hostel. Now neither I nor Baba have money for the hostel. And even if I go there, I will not be able to pay tuition.
Because the university is from 9 to 5 and it will be night when I go out and come back, I don't even have a ride. Will you pay my hostel fee too?? I asked him to please.
I will give it on one condition as soon as I get a job, I will return all my fees and hostel money. The girl agreed. I placed my hand on her head and said, When my daughter has said it, read it without worry. That's it.
She left. After maybe two years, his call came. Sir, tonight I have an interview on television. You must watch it. I asked. What have you done now? So I laughed a lot and said, Sir, I got the gold medal.
I was happy, I congratulated her, then her voice was full, and she said, Sir, now I will go to Lahore. I will be grateful to you all my life. My heart also got full, I said, daughters are raised by men only to go away.
Just remember me wherever you are. Some time ago I received a call from an unknown number. When picked up, she was a child. Boli Sir you know I am engaged tomorrow. And the boy is in the merchant navy. And after my marriage, I will go to Karachi.
I was really happy, prayed, and hung up the phone. This girl was from a Kashmiri Punjabi family. But the game of nature that this girl made her dowry by working hard and working in a private job.
And a well-matched lover with a bright future made her his bride. Both were living a happy life that only a few months had passed. The street criminals of Karachi shot this young man on resistance after snatching his mobile phone etc.
This girl was now a widow. He may be 25 or 26 years old. I was deeply shocked. Well, I got confused in the affairs of life and during this time 15 years passed.
On the 12th of February, he started to lie down after having lunch when the bell started ringing on WhatsApp. the call was showing the UK code. my name.
It's Batul. Do you recognize me? Because I fell. Because maybe in these 15 years when this girl would have remembered me, I kept remembering her. I asked with an innocent happiness. are you that Batul Ho doing an MBA in Quetta. So the call came.
On the other hand, in a confident tone and a voice full of happiness, she said yes. This is me. You know I have been missing you for a long time. I called your office first and they said that you have left your job for a long time.
Then I asked them for your contact number and they found it. Sir, it was very nice to talk to you. She said all this in one breath. I asked what they were doing now. Speak up.
I am currently working in a very senior position in the world's fifth-largest IT company in England. I am also married and have an 11-year-old daughter. The head you know when I asked how I will return the money to you, you told me one thing.
She was still very excited to talk, just like she was excited to do an MBA with me on the first day. I must have forgotten what I told him. I said I don't remember Batul. Boli sir, you told me that when money comes, I should give an MBA to another child.
I got to understand. Well, he remained silent thinking that he might have said it. emotionally at that time. She said, sir. The head you know I have given higher education to not one but 5 young people.
And has also helped them advance in the IT sector. And the head. I will not stay. I prayed to her that Allah would make you successful if you allowed me to write your story, then she became silent a little and said. I had a brain allowed a month ago.
Otherwise, I will hemorrhage write to you and tell you all the things of my life. Now I have to go for treatment and write and speak. I can't do more.
Pray for me. I said you are always in my prayers, I would not have written your story if I had not told you what you have done for the poor and deserving children.
You lit up 5 houses with just one. That is 5 families. You are truly a precious girl. I request all of you reading friends. Such a precious girl. Rather, pray for my daughter that God blesses her with a healthy and blessed life.
And now where it has reached. From here on his life is one of peaceful and prosperous domestic ease. Or God Amen
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