A bud that could not open
The weather is fine. There is a slight cool breeze. Ali is preparing to go to university and he is looking very happy today. He took his mountain bicycle and went out to greet.
Ali mounted his mountain bicycle stand and headed for his class. All the classmates gave a wonderful welcome to Ali. At the same time the teacher also entered the class and all the students stood up. After taking the class, Ali made his way back. When Ali left the university, the weather was still very nice. The wind was blowing hard and cold. The breeze of colorful flowers was dancing here and there with the wind. Suddenly Ali's eyes fell on the most beautiful Haseen Shehkar made by Allah.
It was not only difficult but impossible to appreciate her good looks. She is so delicate that even delicacy is ashamed. It may be a poet's Ghazal or Stanza, no, it is not a maiden of paradise or a figure of beauty whom even the moon is ashamed to see.
Let me tell you about her delicacy, when a strong gust of wind touches her cheeks, a dimple falls on her cheeks, which makes her beauty even brighter. Her du patta (shawl) was blown away by the wind in such a way that she grabbed her du patta (shawl) while making the round, which hurt Ali's heart.
In this world of uncertainty, Ali applied both the brakes of his bicycle and made a line of poetry.
Your beauty has reached the heart
You are mine and Ali is yours
To be continued.........coming soon
ایک کلی جو کھل نہ سکی
















