The Forgotten House: A Suspense Story

Episode 1 – The Arrival

Karachi ke purane ilaqe mein ek chhota sa mohalla tha. Galiyan tang thi, lekin har ghar apni ek kahani sunata tha. Isi gali ke aakhir mein khada tha woh purana khandani ghar, jo saalon se khali tha. Aaj wapas us ghar ke darwaze khule the, kyunki Kamal, Shahana, aur unki beti Anaya wahan basne aaye the.

Characters Introduction

• Anaya: mid-20s ki larki, zindadil aur thodi si curious nature ki. Architecture aur purane gharon ki history dekhne ka shauq. Darrne wali larki nahi, balki explore karne wali.
• Shahana: ghar ki khatoon, apni beti se zyada protective. Thodi emotional aur cheezon ko traditional nazar se dekhti hain.
• Kamal: practical aadmi, zyada lafzon mein baat nahi karte. Decision lene wale ghar ke head hain, lekin andar se apni family ki fikr har waqt rehti hai.
• Mrs. Nigar: pados ki aunty. 50s mein, thodi nosy (har cheez mein dakhal), lekin ek ajeeb charm rakhti hain. Puri gali mein unki ek alag pehchaan hai — kabhi hansi mazak, kabhi phusphusati afwahain. Kya asal mein woh sirf ek gossip aunty hain, ya unhein sach mein kuch pata hai? Ye abhi clear nahi.

Scene 1 – Arrival at the House

Anaya ne darwaze ko dekha jo zara zung lagne ki wajah se karr karr ki awaaz kar raha tha. Uske chehre pe ghabrahat nahi, sirf ek muskaan thi.

Anaya: “Wah… kitna purana aur interesting ghar hai. Dekhna Ammi, andar zaroor koi purane naqsh ya carvings milenge.”

Shahana: (thoda thak ke)
“Beta tumhe har purani cheez mein charm milta hai. Bas dua karo ke yeh ghar humare liye rehnay ke qabil ho.”

Kamal: (gate ko zor se dhakelte hue)
“Aray sab theek ho jaayega. Bas safai aur paint karna hai. Dekhna, naya sa ghar ban jayega.”

Andar hall mein purana furniture tha, jisko kapron se dhak diya gaya tha. Ek purani ghari abhi bhi chal rahi thi, uski tik tik har kona goonj rahi thi. Anaya har cheez dekh rahi thi jaise woh kisi museum mein ho.

Scene 2 – Enter Mrs. Nigar

Sham ka waqt tha. Darwaza khatkhata aur padosan Mrs. Nigar nazar aayi. Bari si dupatta oadh kar, haath mein chhotay chhotay samaan ke thailay.

Mrs. Nigar: “Aray wah, tum log aa hi gaye. Mujhe laga yeh ghar dobara khulega hi nahi.”

Unki aadat thi keh baat karte hue har dafa aankhon mein seedha dekhna, jaise saamne wale ki soch padh rahi ho. Saari gali unhein ek gossip queen ke naam se jaanti thi, kyunki har khabar sabse pehle unke paas hoti thi. Lekin unki baaton mein hamesha thoda sa raaz छupa hota tha.

Anaya: (muskaan ke saath)
“Aunty, aapko yeh ghar kaisa lagta hai? Mujhe toh bohot historical feel deta hai.”

Mrs. Nigar: (thoda husnakhiz andaaz mein)
“Beta, yeh ghar toh waqai purana hai… aur purane ghar kabhi sirf deewar aur chhat nahi hote. Kabhi kabhi unmein kahaniyan band hoti hain.”

Shahana ne foran baat badal di.
Shahana: “Behan, Aap chai piyengi? Bas thodi der mein banati hoon.”

Mrs. Nigar bas halka sa muskura kar rahi thi, jaise woh kuch kehna chahti ho lekin roak rahi ho.

Scene 3 – Night at the House

Raat ko Anaya apne kamre ki khidki khol kar bahar dekh rahi thi. Mohalle ki galiyan khamosh thi, sirf kutte bhonk rahe the. Usne diary nikali aur likhna shuru kiya:

“Aaj iss ghar mein pehli raat hai. Ghar purana hai, lekin mujhe lag raha hai jaise iske har kone mein koi kahani likhi ho. Kal main storeroom explore karungi.”

Jab woh diary band karne hi wali thi, tabhi seedhiyon ki taraf se dheemi si char char ki awaaz aayi. Usne sir uthaya aur muskara kar khud se kaha:

Anaya: “Shayad ghar abhi tak mujhe welcome keh raha hai.”

Camera dheere dheere upar ke floor ki taraf ghoomta hai… jahan ek purana darwaza aadha khula dikhayi deta hai.