Sonali Kaun thi ?

Posted :2/22/2008

it happened to be my mistake in reveling my password "sonali" to my friends. And they pounced on me like hungry hyena. Then I had to explain them what is sonali about......
So here it goes.
it was long ago several years back 1605 when I was a king of uzbekistan. This part was having muslim domination and me the only persian soul. Did't look good to the some of the muslim fundamentalist of my kingdom. there was rising issues reported to me by my ministry of defence but I over ruled them. I was more found of music and science. I had few physics scholars deployed for defence purpose. They were all good. to name them few, "Nissar" was good in optics, "shaukat" was metallurgy engineer, "faiyyaz" was pyro-technician, "Ruksana" was most important member as she was good in stretegy and one of the known chemical engineer. Being in muslim dominated place, I could not promote her to be stretgy and admin leader. So I made Faiyyaz as leader. But I used to tell Ruksana about her capabilities. well well well, this was the start. My adamant nature started tending towrds the disaster of love and peace. I know till this time uzbekistan never knew about a word called peace and love. Then my metings with ruksana increased day by day.
Then I fell in love with her. rookie, that's what I used to call her. Lovely cheerful lady from multan. she was found of mendolin and I used to play guitar. she tought me few sufi songs.
we used to have good time after my hard day at administration in morning. Always eger for the evening as all the admin work used to get over by 4.00. My favourite place used to be backyard garden and we used to hang out over there. To tell you this 4.00 till 7.00 used to be my best time. at 7.00 she used to go in as it was prayer time and one need to respect the sentiments of the fundamentalists.
My aftenoon hours with rookie spread like a bad news amoung the muslim families. I was told not to hang around with the other religion girl. there was advice from my ministery several times on this front. But nothing stopped me from meeting my sweetheart.
Days went by and I had big pressure of maintaining unity amoung my friends and neighbours and internal pressure was building up as I was not able to concentrate on kingdom. Rivalry amoung the neighbours was increasing day by day. My neighbours were eyeing my small kingdom to increase the span of mohamadan preechings. day by day friends turned foes. It was too late for me to realize it was all happening beccause of my relationship with rookie. Some of my ministers got merged with my neighbours. day by day I was loosing the hopes and then had fear of not being accepted by riligious rich muslim community of middle east.
time went by and then one day my kingdom was attaked by the neighbouring muslim prince by name "Noor". All this while I thought this prince "Noor" would be nice to me and he was my good friend. But attack was real shocker.
This battle distroyed my entire kingdom. Lost all the army and welth. But nothing more then Rookie, and I lost her too to Prince "Noor". Noor married rookie and I was a prisoner of him. My water life was spared on request of rookie and I was told to leave uzbekistan. I with my fellow friends travelled south west to land in Yemen. Well Yemen is cold desert. with little food and water we survived couple of days. There I met nice guy by name "Liyaqat Ali". He was jem of the person, very good poet and tru muslim. He tought me good things in mohamaddan preechings and about the muslim law. Day after day my trust on him was building up. He was true pathan and very brave soilder. One day I told him about me and what happened to me and about my love life.
he said "kameez, tu maayus mat ho.. main tumhe tumhari mashooka tak leke jaoonga.. Bas aaj se samaz le tu mera bea hai.. seena phaad ke keh to Ali ka beta hai..."
Then we gathered few soilders and few pathan equiped with guerilla warfare techniques and attaked uzbekistan. Resistance from prince Noor was so much that this war went on for three consicative years and finally we captured prince Noor. I was happy man as I was meeting Rookie after 6 years. when I met rookie she was married with 2 daughters and she was begging to spare life of prince Noor. Suddenly remembered the preeching from "liyaqat Ali" about forgiveness. I spared the life of Noor and returened my kingdom of uzbekistan to prince Noor. This was most immotional and touching to liyaqat, tears dripped out of his eyes and he roared again, "Kameez to sher hai, to Ali ka beta hai, YOU ARE SON of ALI" or in short SON-ALI.
I liked this new title of mine so much that I used it for everything. SONALI is comman name in Yemen. people rememberd me for my forgiveness towards the enemy.

bas Yeh hai meri kahani...