Harf e Dua – Update 3 | Love Story

UPDATE:3

AB AGEY:

Khana hum bahar hi kha ker ae te,is liye wo mere kamre me rukne ki bajaye apne kamre ki taraf barh gayi or main mobile nikal ker rakshanda ko cal karne laga.magar usne number busy ker diya,goya wo sakht khafa thi.maine 2&3 bar uska number dial kia magar wo bar bar busy kerti rahi,tang aa ker maine koshish kerna hi tarak ker diya.

Raat ko maine ye bat Zu ko bata di.

“Isme naraz hone ki kia bat hai?”usne herani zahir ki.

“Wah kia khob irshad farmaya hai.jab tum canteen se nikal ker bhagi thi to wo kia ta bibi?”

Wo itmenan se boli.”wo to tumne meri toheen ki thi bhagne k ilawa mere pas or koi chara hi nahi ta.”

“Zu sharam kro yar main rakshi ko chor ker tere peeche bhagta rha.”

Wo tarki ba-tarki boli.”to kia kabhi main tere peeche nahi bhagi,kabhi tere nakhre bardasht nahi kiye?”

“Han ye to hai magar phir b yar tumhe ye mananna pare ga k maine rakshi k sath ziyadti ki hai.”

“Acha kal ja ker mana lena Raju ab is bat ko choro jo hona ta ho chuka.or yun b jab tum kisi larki k bare me sanjedha ho jao ge to tum se dur nahi ja sake gi,be-aqal,be-kar,na-laik tum sirf mere liye ho,larkian tumhen aisa nahi samjhtin,yun b dur k dhool suhane hote hain.albata kreeb aney k bad unke pas bhagne k ilawa koi chara nahi hota.”

“Ae….!be-aqal or na-laik hogi tum khud.or konsi larki mujhe chor ker gayi hai?Zara nam to batao….?

“mujh se bar bar in k nam mat ginwao,tilawat nahi hai k her minute bad main wo fehrist dohrana shiro ker du.”

“Tamam se khud hi maine kata tahluq kia hai….or ye bat tum achi tarah janti ho?”

“AchaAaa…..!wo istezahia lehje me boli.Zara main b to sunu tune kis kis ko dutkara hai…to shiro karte hain samina se?”

“To karo na uski or tumahri birthday 1 hi din aa rhi thi.or uske dawat dene k bawajoud main wahan na ja saka.”

Wo hansi.”or agle din usne kaha k ainda mujhe apni manhoos shaqal na dikahana .”

“Nahi ji aisi koi bat nahi hoi thi,bs wo mujhe deakh ker wo katra ker nikal gayi or main b apne raste per chal para.”

“Apne nahi Kiran k raste per kaho.or jise tum katra ker nikal jana keh rhe ho na?uski tasheer me yehi kaha ja sakta hai k main teri manhoos shakal nahi dekhna chahti.”

Main josh se bola.”Kiran ko to maine khud bola ta k tere mere raste alag hain.”

“Wah….”wo hansi.”ye b batao na k kaha kab ta?”

Maine zor-shor se kaha.”jab b kaha ho kaha to maine hi ta na?”

“Acha main bata deti hun…Sunday k din tune us se wada kia ta usey lunch karwao ge…wo hotel me tera intezar kerti rhi or tum……?”

“Han main apni manhos cousin ko hospital phirata rha,usey food poison ho gaya ta,jo her khana akhri khana smjh ker khati hai.”main bhanate howe bola.

“Bat to poori hone do?”uske labu per mukurahat raqsa rahi.”agle din wo kisi or larke k hath me hath dale chahel kadmi ker rhi thi….aisi sorat me mohtaram kia ker sakte te k wo Pinky ki jholi me ja gire…or yad hai tune pinky k samne kitni kasme khayain thin k mere sath tera koi affair nahi hai main bs teri achi dost or cousin hun magar wo na mani or usne sakhti se tujhe mana kia k mujh se dur rho ge.magar ma-badolat ko itni asani se roka nahi ja sakta.to kia howa?pinky ne b tujhe apni zindagi se nikal phenka or…..”

“bs kro meri maa!..” Maine hath kanu ko laga ker uske agey jor liye.”meri sari mehbobaon ko mujh se dur karne wali tum ho kameni,lakin ab rakshi ko main naraz nahi hone du ga.”

“Acha I’m really sorry….laikn yaqeen kro maine janbojh ker kabhi aisa nahi kia.”uske lehje me shamil nidamat goya is bat ki daleel thi k usey rakshi k sath hone wali ziayadti ka eshsas ho gaya ta or mere liye itna kafi ta k wo hut-dharam kisi tor apni galati man gayi hai.

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“Rakshi…bat suno.”jab wo lahtaluqi se mere pas se guzarti chali gayi to majburan mujhe pukarna para.

“Jee?”peeche mur ker usne phar-khane wale lehje me pocha.

“I’m really sorry…”

“Jadheer Sahab main itni ghatiya or faltu nahi hun.na tumahri mohabbat me mari ja rhi hun.tumne socha b kaise k yun meri toheen karo ge or main tumhe muaf ker du gi?”

“Rakshi…!”

“Mera nam Rakshanda hai understand?”

“OK OK miss Rakshanda Azher Sahiba!mujhe safayi pesh karne ka moka to do na?”

“Farmao…?”

“Wahan canteen me beth ker aram se bat karte hain.”

“Sorry lakin ye hakekat hai k canteen per Nauman mera muntazir hai,or uski mojoudgi me,main teri koi bat nahi sun sakti.”

“kia…?”main gusse se chekh para tha.”hosh me to ho.”

“Or han ab tum b hosh me aa jao.Nauman mujhe tum se pehle purpose ker chuka hai or mere tumahri taraf mael hone k ba-wajoud uske dill me meri chahat kum nahi hoi.jabke tumahre dil me kabhi meri chahat thi hi nahi?”

“Nahi ye jhot hai.”maine purzoor andaz me tardeed ki.

“jhoot kaise…?kia 1 third class larki ko mananae k liye tune mujhe canteen me bola ker mera tamasha nahi banaya.”

“Shut up third class hogi tum khud,balke teri poori family,khabardar agr ainda meri cousin k bare me aise gande alfaz istemal kiye to zuban gudi se kheench lu ga.bhar me jai teri mohabbat or khud tum.”Zu k bare uske remarks sun ker mera dimgh 1 dum ghoom gaya ta or phir uska jawab sunne k liye main wahan ruka nahi .

“Aye rah-geer…”mera kareebi dost Mazhar hamesha mujhe Jhadeer ki bajaye rhageer kehta ta.is waqt wo university k lon me garhi singhi bench per betha mujhe hath k ishare se apni janib bola rha ta,jabke mera rukh is waqt parking area ki taraf ta,kyu k main janta ta is din mera parhai me jee nahi lagna tha.

Mazhar ko dekhte hi mere qadam uski janib uth ge,k us waqt kisi aise mukhlis dost ki zarorat mujhe shidat se mehsos ho rhi thi.

“Kidher bhage ja rhe ho yr!tumhe to rakshanda bhabi ko manane jana ta?”

“honha!….rakshanda babhi?”main tanziya andaz me kehte howe uske sath beth gaya.

“Mujhe lagta hai kuch galat ho gaya hai?”usne sawaliya nazru se meri janib dekha or mujhe khamosh pa ker dobara bola .”kia mera andaza theak hai.”

Maine asbaat me ser hilaya.”han kuch aisa hi hai,main us se tahluq tor aya hu.”

“gusse me lagte ho?”usne samjhne wale andaz me ser hilaya.”acha chalo pehle kuch thanda ho jai,phir mujhe tafseel batlana k kia howa hai?”

“pata nahi khud ko kia samjhti hai….?”

“kaha na abhi nahi.”usne mera bazu pakar canteen ki janib khencha or main uske sath chal para.
“Jante ho pyar mohabbat khel me kayin aise marahil aa jate hain k mehbob se kata-tahluq karne ko jee chahta hai….magar ye 1 aarzi kefiyat hoti hai,jis se mohabbat hoti hai gile shikwe b usi se hote hain.”main khamoshi se sunta rha,canteen me ja ker usne 2 cold drinks mangvayin.

Maine 1 hi sans me poori botal khatam ker di….thande sharbat ne mere ander ubalti tapish ko kum kia or main kuch sochne k kabil howa.

“Ab batao kia bat hoi?”Mazhar apna cold drink khatam ker k mustafir howa.

“Bs kia batau yr?….bari mushkil se rakshi ko apna banaya ta or bari asani se ganwah diya.”

Usne muh banate howe kaha.”thori wazahat karne se yaqenan tumahre dant gis nahi jayen ge?”

Or maine poori tafseel uske samne dohra di.

Wo itmenan se bola.”Isme galati sarasar tumahri hai.”

“Meri galati kaise ho gayi?”maine ehtejaji lehje me kahah.

“Tumahri cousin zarori thi ya tumahri mehboba?.Cousin se tum ghar me nimat sakte te.us waqt zarorat thi k tum rakshi ko tasali dete.yun b tumahri sari mehbobain usi larki ki wajah se bargishta hoi hain.”

“Yar rakshi k sath to meri larai hi nahi hoi thi main or Zu hi apas me jagar rhe te or phir wo khafa ho ker chal di.majburan mujhe uske peeche jana para yaqeen kro agr main us waqt aisa na kerta to usne hafta bhar mujh se bat nahi kerni thi,narazi ki halat me wo khana peena b chor deti hai or….”

“To chor de pehle tumahri biwi hai or uske bad koi or.”

“magar mere sath wo bohat mukhlis hai,tumhe kia pta k wo kis tarah meri choti choti zaroratu ka kheyal rakhti hai,uski narzgi mujh se bardasht nahi ho sakti.”

“waise main tumahre nukta e nazar se mutafiq nahi hu,lakin chalo man lete hain k tumhe usey manane k liye uske peeche bhage,usey mana liya,ab rakshi ko jo gussa aya howa ta uska tadaruk kon kerta?”

“To minte to kerta rha hu wo khud tahluq nahi rakhna chah rhi to main kia ker sakta hu?”

“Galat bilkul galat.jab usne gusse ki halat me tumahri cousin ko third class keh hi diya ta…to tumhe us pe itna seekh-paa hone ki kia zarorat thi.tum jante nahi 1 orat dosri orat se kitna ziada hasad mehsos kerti hai,agar Azhra tumahri cousin hone k bajaye tumahri sagi behan hoti to rakshi ko itna gussa na ata.or muaf kerna tumahri cousin ne her waqt tumahre kam me rore hi atkayen hain.”

“Nahi.”mujhe gussa is bat per nahi aya k usne Zu ko bura bhala kaha,is se pehle wo Nauman or apne bare aisi guftugu ker chuki thi k gussa kerna meri majbori ban gaya ta.jab usey mujh se ziada Nauman ki mohabbat chahiye to,bhar me jaye.”

“Ho sakta hai Nauman ka nam sirf usne tumhe jalane k liye lia ho?”ye alfaz Mazhar k hontu per te k Rakshanda,Nauman k sath canteen me dakhil hoi.mera rukh dakhili darwaze ki taraf ta.

“Khud hi deakh lo.”maine usey darwaze ki taraf matwajoh kia.

“Kia deakh lu?”Mazhar ne muh banaya.”ghanta bhar pehle usne tumhe kaha k Nauman canteen per uska muntazir hai or wo ab is k sath canteen me dakhil ho rhi hai.is se kia zahir hota hai….?yehi na k us waqt usne jhot kaha ta.agr Nauman uska muntezir hota to wo dono hum se pehle yahan mojud hote.”

Maine 1 gehra sana lete howe kaha”chalo abhi to apne kahe ko such ker diya.”

Mazhar ne inkeshaf kia.”Abhi b mujhe drama lagta hai.”

“Behar-haal ab mere liye yehi haqeqat hai.”main beparwahi se kehte howe uth khara howa.”mera kheyal hai mujhe chalna chahiye?”

Mazhar muskuraya.”kyu bardasht nahi ho rha?”

“Nahi yar…!”main saf-goi se bola.”mera kheyal hai hum itna agey nahi the k ab lotna namumkin lage?”

“Namumkin na sahi mushkil to hai na?”

Main muskuraya.”mushkilen to zinadgi ka hissa hain na yr!….or yun b main pehli bar is marhale se nahi guzar rha?”ye kehte hi main agey barh gaya.Mazhar ne uthne ki zarorat mehsos nahi ki thi.Main janta ta k wo Rakshanda ki toh me laga rhe ga.wo mera mukhlis dost tha or kabhi b mujhe ranjedha nahi deakh sakta ta.

ABHI K LIYE ITNA HI…..!

TILL then T.C