UPDATE:5
AB AGEY:
Sham k waqt jab main cricket khel k stadium se lota to Chacha jan k bedroom k samne se guzarte howe Chachi jan ki buland awaz mere kanu me pari.
“Dimagh kharab ho gaya hai is larki ka.mana kia ta na?k bs matric tak parha liya bohat hai,lakin meri sunta kon hai is ghar me?wo shahyad Chacha jan se mukhatib thin.yaqenan Zu ne bat cher di thi.
Jawaban Chacha jan ne jane kia kaha k ek bar phir Chachi jan ki buland bang awaz meri samatu me gonji.
“Raju aisa bacha nahi hai.teri ladli k nakhre khatam hone me hi nahi atey.”bilashuba shadi se inkar ker k Zu takhta e mashq banne wali thi
Main itna khudgaraz b nahi ta k usey akela chor deta,uska sath dena is liye b zarori ta k tamam k tanu or kosnu se tang aa ker wo apni amadgi b zahir ker sakti ti.or is shadi se pehlu tehi meri zarorat thi,na k uski?mere kadam Chachi jan k kamre ki taraf barh ge.
“main andher aa sakta hu?”maine halke se darwaze per dastak di.
“Ao beta?”Chachi jan ki purshafqat awaz sun ker main kamre me dakhil ho gaya.
Zu double bed k sath munakish kursi per ser jukhaye bethi thi,Chacha jan bed per,sarhane se tek lagaye bethe te,jabke Chachi jan kamre k wosat me khari thin.
“Chachi jan main muafi chahta hu k maine apki sari baten sun li hain.balke hakekat to ye hai is waqt ghar me jo b mojoud hai usne suni hu gi.”
“beta is ne bakwas hi aisi ki hai k tum suno ge to shayad sari zindagi is se bat b na kero.”
“kaha na maine sun lin hain Chachi jan or main iske huq me hu.shadi aisa bandhan hai k kisi 1 fareeq k na chahne se kayam nahi kia ja sakta.zabardasti ki shadi khandan k khandan tabah ker diya kerti hai or main Zu se bilkul b khafa nahi hu or ap se b yehi ilteja kerta hun,humara rishta itna kacha nahi k zara zara c bat per dararein per jayen.or yaqenan ap dekhain gi k main Zu ka kheyal pehle se b ziada rakhu ga.ap bilkul tension na len.
“magar beta?”chachi jan k chehre per nazar aney wali pareshani masnoi nahi thi,main janta k wo Zu se ziada mujhe chahtin hain,isi tarah meri Ami jan mujh se ziada Zu per jan deti thin.
“koi agar magar nahi maine chachi jan k gale me bahen dal ker unka matha choom liya.wo mujhe ami jan ki tarah pyari thin.inhe yun dokha dene per mera apna dill b khafa ta,magar kia kerta k rakshi meri kamzori thi.
Zu ne kun akhiyu se meri janib dekha or maine 1 ankh meench ker dant nikal diye.wo dobara neeche dekhne lagi.
“Bache theak keh rhe hain jee!”chacha jan ne meri taeed karte howe kaha.”Bhai jan se main khud bat ker lu ga or Azhra beta ne inkar to nahi kia? Wo to bs filhal mangni ko mohar kerna chahti hai,ho sakta hai bad me razi ho jai?”
“Sare ghar walu ne is ladli ki taeed hi kerni hai.”kehte howe chachi jan bahir nikal gayin.
“Zu agar farigh ho to chalo tum se zarori bat kerni hai.”chachi jan k kamre se nikalte hi chacha jan tapayi per rakhi kitab utha ker matale me masrof ho ge te.moka ghanemat jante howe maine foran Zu ko chaker hone ka ishara kia.
“Jee meharbani maine homework kerna hai.”wo kehar aloud nigah mujh per dalte howe kamre se nikal gayi.akhir ko sara kiya dhara mera ta uska itna huq to banta ta.
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Rat k khane k bad b wo mere pas nahi ai thi.majburan mujhe hi us k kamre me jana para.
Uske bedroom ki dewaren meri tasviru se muzeyan thin.kahin main cricket tarafi pakre howa khara ta to kahin inam wasol ker rha ta.isi tarah bachpan ki wo tasaveer jin me,main ami jan or chachi jan ki goud me ta.kayin tasveru me hum ikhate nazar aa rhe te.inme mere or uske waldain ki b tasveren shamil thin,magar ziada tadad meri tasaver ki thi.bachpan se le ker aj tak sal ha sal meri her salgirah ki 22 tasveer b 1 line me lagi hoi thin.iske baraks mere kamre me uski sirf 2 tasveren lagi hoi thin.ek tasver uske bachpan ki thi jisme maine usey goud me uthaya howa ta or dosri tasver taqreri mukable me first position ki tarafi wasol karte howe khenchi gayi thi.
“dekho jee aj mabadolat khud kanez k liye coffee bana ker layen hain.”coffee k cup tapayi per rakhte howe main mazahiya andaz me bola.
“Raju khushamad karne ki zarorat nahi hai or abhi maine sona hai is liye ap baraye meharbani ye coffee wapis le jayen.”
“Zu kia hai yr chachi jan ne konsa tumhe goli mar di hai tumhe jo mood itna kharab kia howa hai.”
“Wo mere sath bat nahi ker rahin hain or kia goli lagne ki takleef is se ziada hoti hai?”
“to maine tumahri tarafdari ki to thi iske ilawa main ker b kia sakta ta yun b chund din me ye bat ai gayi ho jai gi.”
“tumne meri nahi apni tarafdari ki thi or tumahri bhool hai k ye bat ai gayi ho jai gi ye tana mujhe sari umer sunna pare ga tumhe to sb masoom samjhen ge.”
“mtlb k ab mujhe is bat k tane sunne ko mile ge k tum ne mere liye qurbani di hai?” usey jazbati tor per blackmail karne k liye mujhe sanjheda hona para.
Wo sambhalte howe boli.”aisa maine kab kaha tum her bat ka ulta mtlb lete ho.”
“To is bat ka kia mtlb banta hai wazahat kerna passand karo gi tum?”
“Ok ok sorry main zara jazbati ho gayi thi.”mera mood dekhte howe usne ek dum sorry kehna shiro ker diya,chunke galati meri apni thi is liye filfor maine sulah ker li.
“ye lo coffee peyo.” Maine coffee ka mug uski taraf barhaya.
Wo mug thamte howe boli.”Raju ami jan such much bohat khafa hain.”
“mayen kabhi naraz nahi howa kerti pagli.”
“ye falsafa apne pas rakho.”usne muh banaya.
“acha 2 mahene sabar ker lo,uske bad ye jhagra hi nahi rhe ga.”
“Bhala wo kaise?”
“batana zarori hai?”
“nahi.”wo itmenan se boli.”balke bohat zarori hai.”
“Dekho imtehan k bad main ami se bat karu ga k wo rishta le ker rakshi ki taraf chali jayen or meri shadi k bad?”maine chutki bajate ho kaha.
“taye taye fish.”
Wo ahista se boli.”sahi kaha acha mujhe neend ai hai.”
“Shayad tumhe khushi nahi hoi?”
“Nahi bohat khush hun.”keh ker usne kambal apne oper le liya.
“khair itni jaldi tujhe sone to nahi du ga.”maine kambal uske oper se kheench ker neeche kaleen per phenk diya.
“Raju kia hai yr?”wo rohani c hone lagi,wo mujhe such much sakht upset lag rhi thi.
“kia ho gaya hai tumhe?”maine uski nak pakar ker marori.
“bataya to hai mujhe neend aa rhi hai.”
“Acha so jao.”maine kambal utha ker dobara us per phenka or bahir jane laga mujhe yaqeen ta k wo mujhe awaz de ker rok le gi,magar wo khamosh rhi.maine darwaze k kareeb rukte howe peche muk ker dekha.wo kambal me roposh ho chuki thi ek dum mujhe gussa aa gaya usne sakht behodgi ka muzahira kia ta.uske andaz se zahir ta k wo jan bojh ker aisa ker rhi hai yaqenan wo meri mojoudgi se b waqif thi,main chund lamhe wahi khara usey ghorta rha or phir ser jhatak ker kamre se bahir nikal gaya.
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Subah ki namaz k bad wo khud mere liye nashta laya kerti thi hud to ye hai k hum dono me agar koi narazgi hoti,tab b uske is mamol me koi faraq nahi ana ta.
Us din b hasab mamol wo makhsos waqt per nashte ki tray uthaye mere pas pohanch gayi.uske salam ka jawab de ker main khamoshi se nasta karne laga rat wali bat na chahte howe b meri sochu me ser e gardah thi khilaf tawaqo wo b khamosh khamosh thi.
Dono ne khamoshi se nashta kia.barten samette howe usne ahista se pocha.
“Koi or cheez chahiye?”
Majne nafi me ser hilaya wo b mazeed kuch bole bahir nikal gayi.
College se wapsj per din ka khana usne mere sath hi khaya.lakin bat cheet se gurez kia,apne mamol k mutabik rat ko khane k bad wo mere kamre me ai or khamoshi se bed k sath rakhi kursi per beth gayi.
Usne ahista se pocha.”shayad tum sone lage ho.”
“Jee.”main mukhtsiran bola.
“ok aram karo.”wo uth ker jane lagi uska raviya is bat ka sabot ta k usne apni maa ki khafgi ko bohat shidat se mehsos kia hai.
“Zu bat sumo.”wo bamushkil darwaze tak pohanch pai thi k maine usey awaz di.
“jee.”wo ruk ker peeche muri.
“Ider ao.”majn takiye se tek laga ker beth gaya.
Wo dobara kursi per aan bethi.
“Khafa ho”.
“nahi.”wo nafi me ser hila ker dewar per lagi tasver ko ghorne lagi.
Main usey samjhane laga.”yar mayen b kabhi olad se kafa rahin hain?aj nahi to 2&3 din bad dekh lena unka mood thk ho jai ga.”
Usne apni moti moti sahed angeen ankhain meri janib ghomayin,jin me hazaru lakhu shikwe jhalak rhe te.
Jane mujhe is bat ka kabhi ehsas kyu na howa k ab tak meri zindagi me jitni b larkian ain khobsurti k muamle me wo Zu k ashar asheer b nahi thin.
“Raju choro is mozoh ko koi or bat kero.”
“Jab tak tera mood thk nahi hota main koi or bat kaise ker sakta hu?”
“thk hi to hai kia howa hai mere mood ko?”
“Zu main manta hun ye mera kam hai,magar tum janti ho rakshi ki meri zindagi me kia ehmiyat hai?tune hamesha mere liye qurbani di hai 1 ehsan or sahi,agar uske bad me b tumahre zehan me koi andesha hai to chalo subah sara ilzam main apne ser le lu ga,ab khus?”
“Raju Faisal Nadeem likhta hai….
Ab samajh aen hain asbab judayi k mujhe….
Bat kuch or thi main or samajh betha ta….
“Isi shayari me thori rad o badal ker lu k….
Kab samajh pao ge asbab meri wehsaht k….
Bat kuch or hai tum or samajh bethe ho….
“kia mtlb?main samjha nahi?”mere lehje me herani thi.
“Her bat samjhai nahi ja sakti.behar haal main khafa nahi hu or tumhe b zarorat nahi hai aitraf e juram ki.
“acha meri salgirah ki teyarian kahan tak pohanchi?”uska zehan batane ki khatir maine mozoh badalna munasib samjha.
“Mukamal hai bs mehmanu ki list baki rehti hai ikhate beth ker teyar karen ge.”
“pichle saal ki list me bs rakshi k nam ka izafa ker do or bs.”maine itmenan se kaha.
Wo hansi.” Or razia ka nam nikal du hain na.”
“nahi rehne do usne konsa aa jana hai.”
“Pehle to purani wali ka nam madu afraad ki list se nikal diya karte te?”
“us waqt koi or bat thi,balke tum aisa ker do pehle wali tamam ka nam is list me shamil ker do, ta-ke unhe b pta chal jai k meri hone wali dulhan kesi hai.”
Pata kia chalna hai unhune ana hi nahi hai.”
“Acha mere liye koi dhang ka libas khareda hai ya jhak hi marti rhi ho?”
“Raju sahab agar tumhe libas ki pehchan hoti to mujhe bazar me khawar hone ki zarorat na parti?yad hai na 1 martaba tune shirt kharedi thi?”
“ye dekh rhi ho?”maine hath jor ker uske samne bandh diye”ab khudara us shirt ko baksh do wo qarigar b shayad is jahan e fani se kouch ker gaya hoga magar uski silayi ki hoi shirt ki nahosat ab tak mere gale ka haar bani hoi hai.wo shirt jise pehanne ki tofeeq mere naseeb hi me nahi thi?”
Wo khil-khila ker hans di.
“he he….ki zarorat nahi.”
“acha tehro main tumhe dikhati hun k kia kia khareda hai.”wo almari ki taraf barh gayi.
Cream color suit,usi rang ki shocks,kale shoe’s wo ek ek chez mujhe dikhane lagi.
“yar ortu ki jo matching ki bemari hoti hai na?”maine kanu ko hath lagaye.”bs khuda hi muaf kre.”
Usne ankhain nikali.”ziada nakhru ki zarorat nahi samjhe?”
“Bari ai gussa dikhane wali?”maine usey chiraya.
“To dikhau gi na gussa.”wo such much tap gayi.
“Dikha lo dikha lo bs chund mahenu ki bat hai jab meri rakshi aa jai gi tab dekhu ga kaise roab jamati ho?”
“dekh lu gi usey b.”
“agar usne tumahri pitayi shiro ker di to maine churana koi ni’samjhin?”
“uski majaal k wo mujhe hath b lagaye?”
“Acha yr ye sara saman rakho almari me.”
“Saman rakho almari me?”wo gusse se barbarati hoi almari ki taraf barh gayi.
ABHI K LIYE ITNA HI….!
TILL then T.C
