Harf e Dua – Update 1 | Love Story

UPDATE:1

“Uthte ho ya pani ka jug undhelna pare ga”?Zu ne kambal mere oper se kheench ker pare phenka.

“Sone do na yar…!

Maine karwat badal ker dobara ankhain band ker lin.

“Mera kheyal hai,ye alfaaz tumhe khali khuli dhamki lag rhe hain?

Usne dobara tanbiya ki.

Main jawab diye bagair dum-saadhe para rha.

Wo itmenan se boli_”theek hai!

“Pehle marhale me adha glass pani”

Aur uske pani phenkne se pehle main herbara k uth betha.

“Kia musebat hai yar!…ab chuti k din b sone nahi do gi?

“Aram ka time hota hai mohtaram!…11 hone ko hain or tumahri neend hi poori hone ko nahi aa rahi”

“Pata hai?…main rat ko kis time soya ta?”

“Meri balah se”usne kandhe uchkaye.”main to 11 bajhe apne room me chali gayi thi.

“acha takleef kia hai tumhe?”maine takiye se tek lagate howe pocha.

“itni jaldi bhool ge?”usne ankhain nikali.

“ye gussa kisi or ko dikhana,darta nahi hu tum se?”ab main waise hi uth gaya ta or is halat me us se dab ker bat kerna mujhe kisi tor gawara nahi ta.

“teri to…..?”wo phurti se mez per pare jug ki taraf jhapti or main chalang laga ker bathroom ki taraf bhag gaya_bathroom ka darwaza kundi karte howe maine dekha wo kamre se bahir ja rhi hai.Or mujhe pta ta k mere liye nasta lene ja rahi hai.

Hum dono cousin hain or waldain ki ikloti olad b.Azhra jise main hamesha Zu keh ker bulata hun mujh se 6 saal choti hai.Apni pedaish k sath hi wo mujhe tohfe me mil gayi thi.Maa ki goud se ziada wo meri goud me pali barhi.Bachpan se hi hum dono me achi jumne lagi thi.Hum dono ka bartao bilkul dosto wala ta.Jawan hone k bad b ye raviya nahi badla ta.Larki hone k bawajod wo mujh se hathapai karne se b baz nahi ati thi.Eent ka jawab pathar se dena uski fitrat e sania thi.Lakin isme koi shak nahi ta wo meri choti se choti bat ka kheyal maa behan ki tarah rakhti.Mere kapre istari karna,almari me tarteeb se lagana,bistar ki chadar badli kerna,mere liye nashta khana wagaira le ker ana usi ki zimedari thi.

Waldain ki taraf se b hum per koi rok tok nahi thi.Ajeeb bat ye thi k jawan hone k bad b maine usey kabhi un nazru se nahi dekha ta,k wo 1 khobsurat or purkashish larki hai.Mere nazdeek wo 1 dost ki tarah thi.1 acha mukhlis or keemti dost.Jis se main her bat manva sakta ta.Gusse me aker uski pitayi ker deta or galti per hone ki sorat me uske thapar or ghonse hansi khushi bardasht ker leta.Meri choti c choti bat b us se poshida nahi thi or na usne kabhi apne kheyalat ya ehsasaat mujh se chupane ki koshish ki thi.Waldain ka raviya aisa ta k hum dono do do maa baap rakhte te.Main kabhi Abu jan or Chacha jan ki mohabat me tameez na ker saka or na Ami jan or chachi jan ki shafqat me kisi 1 ko ziada number de saka.Yehi haal Zu ka ta.

Main naha ker nikla to wo nashte ki tray liye muntazir nazar ai.

“Tumhe pata hai na…?Mujhe ande se allergy hai.”Maine palate me rakhe uble howe ando ko dekh ker naak-buh charhie,jinka chilka nafasat se utara gaya ta.

“Janti hu mohtaram!….”Usne beparwahi se kandhe uchkaye.”Lakin mosam badal rha hai or sardiyu ki amad k sath,tumhe pasand ho ya na ho ande khane parte hain or her saal ki tarah is martaba b thonsne pare ge?”

“Per ye teen ande?…..tum to rozana 1 anda leti hona phir?”

“Han…..aj b 1 hi lugi….2 tumahre liye hain.”

“Maine nahi khane 2 ande,khud kha lena.”Maine lehje me sakhti paida karne ki koshish ki,go main janta ta usne irada ker liya hai to her sorat mujhe mana ker chore gi,wo apni bat manvana janti thi.

“Shayad izat se nashta kerna tumhe acha nahi lagta?”apne hise ka anda utha ker usne plate meri janib serka di.

“Yar Zu……!

“Kia bawas hai”?maine purzor ehtejaj kia.

“Mera nam Azhra Makhtiyar hai….?”jab usne meri bat ka jawab nahi dena hota to yehi andaz ikhteyar kerti k kisi aitraz na karne wali bat per aitraz ker deti.

“Agar main na khau to tum kia bigar logi?”maine milk-shake ka glass 1 hi sans me khali ker k pocha.

“Koshish ker k dekh lo?uske itmenan me farak nahi aya.

“Nahi phir b…..?matlab agr main sirf 1 khau?”

“1 khao ya bilkul na khao saza 1 hi mile gi.”

“Zara main b sunu?

“Kal Australia or Pakistan ka cricket match hai.”Wo seb(Apple) cut karte howe sar-sari andaz me boli.

“Oh shit yar!….main to bhool gaya ta.”main jaldi jaldi ande thonsne laga,kyuke uski dhamki nehayat waziha thi,k usne mujhe cricket match nahi dekhne dena ta.Go wo khud b meri wajah se cricket match dekhti rha kerti thi lakin jab zid per aa jati thi to mujhe 1 jhalak b dekhne nahi deti thi or iska tajurba mujhe ho chuka ta,Pakistan or News Zealand ka match shiro hone me adha ghanta rehta ta jab usne ice cream khane ki khawish ka izhar kia ta.Iska mokaf ta k markeet se ice cream le ker hum ghar beth ker kha len ge or is kheeridari me 20 se 25 minutes se ziada na lagte magar mujhe tv k samne se uthna gawara na howa natijatan main wo match na dekh saka.Or ab main Aus&Pak k match ki qurbani dene k liye teyar nahi ta.

Wo mujhe sirf cricket match ki dhamki nahi deti thi,is zaman me uske tarkish me kayin teer te,meri kisi keemti cheez ka bera gharak kerna,mujhe sone na dena,khud bhook hertal ker lena wagaira.Albata meri bat wo ziada-ter,be chu-chara amal kerti,kabhi nahi karne ka itefaq ho b jata to mujh se gadhe ki tarah pit b jati.

Nashta ker k wo bartan sametne lagi….ghar me nokrani hone k bawajod mere kam wo khud kerna passand kerti thi.

“Wo bertan rakh k loti to main abhi tak itmenan se betha ta.”Ab chalo b Raju!….pehle hi itne late ho chuke hain.”

“Yar Zu……!kuch khuda ka khof karo….mujhe shopping se itni chir hoti hai k jee chahta hai kahin bhag jau.”

“Bakwas karne ki zarorat nahi,hafte bad shahdi hai kum se kum 3 suit khareedne hain maine,joote or make up ka saman b lena hai.Phir tumahre liye majburan mujhe hi khareedari karne pare gi k janab ka intekhab,ghatiya pan ki ala misal hota hai or yaqenan ye kaam 2&3 ghantu me niptaya nahi ja sakta?”

Main ser pakarte howe bola.’kuch khuda ka khof kero Zu!…..”

“Khuda ka khof hi to ker rahi hu…..warna tujhe 8 bajhe hi market na le jati?

“Acha meri maa!….ab chalo.”maine uske samne hath jorte howe kaha.

Wo shararat se boli.”waise aj mood nahi hai to ye kaam kal per b tala ja sakta hai?

“Pito gi mujh se Zu…..”maine dant peese or wo khil-khila ker hans di.wo achi tarah janti thi k cricket match meri kitni bari kamzori hai.

Hum din dhale hi wapis lot sake te.Apne liye shopping k sath usne mere liye b shopping ki thi,yun b mere liye kapru,jootu,perfume,kamre ki sajawat ka saman,yahan tak k wo mobile or laptop tak wo apni passand se kahreedti.Maine zindagi me sirf 1 dafa sport shirt khareedi thi,magar sirf 1 din hi pehan saka ta.Uske bad wo kahan gayab hoi mujhe ajtak nahi pta chal saka.Albata uska rang kitna bonga ta,lambai chaurayi kitni be-dhangi thi,is per hone wala tabasra her khareedari k moqa per taza kia jata.

ABHI K LIYE ITNA HI….!

TILL then T.C