CHAPTER NO : ELEVEN
زہر دیتا ہے کوئی کوئی دوا دیتا ہے
جو بھی ملتا ہے میرا درد بڑھا دیتا ہے
کس نے ماضی کے دریچوں سے پکارا ہے مجھے
کون بھولی ہوئی راہوں سے صدا دیتا ہے
اکشع رونے سے تسلی کبھی ہو جاتی تھی
اب تبسم میرے ہونٹوں کو جلا دیتا ہے
Zehr deta hai koi, koi dawa deta hai
Jo bhi milta hai mera dard bhara deta hai
Kisi ne mazi ke darhacho se pukara hai mujhe, koi bhuli hui raaho se sadda deta hai
aksh rone se tasali kbhi ho jati thi
Ab tabbasum mere honto ko jala deta hai
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"Husam?" wo terrace mai majood kursiyoon mai se ek par beth chuka tha.. Ke usse kisi ne pukara tha..
Dekha tou samne Shehryaar khara tha.. Jo ussi ko ho dekh raha tha
"kya huwa? yaha bethe ho.. Sab thek hai?" Shehryaar uske samne wali kursi pe bethe usse janna chahta tha ajj uski yun khamoshi ka asal maqsad Kya hai...
Wo aur Zarnish kuch hi dair pehle ghar wapis louty hi thy ke Husam ko aas pas aur jaha tak ke apne kamre mai majood na paye shehryaar preshani se usse dhudhe terrace ki taraf Aya Tha... Aur Zarnish wahi lounge mai bethi hui thi.
"Aapko kuchh batana chahta hun.. Aap naraz nah hona.. Mai janta hun meri galti hai..." Husam uski taraf nahi dekh raha tha bas khud hi andar se Sharmindgi mehsos kiye keh raha tha
"kya huwa hai khol kar batao.. Aur Mujhe Pura yaqeen hai tumne galti Jan bouj Kar tori ki hogi.. Batao mujhe chalo shahbash takay phr yeh galti hum sath mil kar sudhar lein" Shehryaar Narmi ka muzaihera kar raha tha. Husam uski taraf dekhe mazeed Sharmindgi ka shikar huwa tha wo aese achay Shaqs ke sath kuch bura nahi kar sakta tha wo usse takleef nahi puchana chahta tha...
Lekin uski nazar mai uski yeh harkat usski takleef ka bais ban sakti thi..
"wo um.. Mai us din...Arwa se mila tha.. Itfaaq se"
Shehryaar usse ghour se sun raha tha.. Wo bhale ruka tha aur gehra sans hawa mai uchalta aage bolne ko tayar tha..
"maine usse apni muhabbat ka izhaar bhi kar dala.. Yeh meri bewakufi thi.." wo akhiri jumle se khud pe tanziya hasa tha.. Chehra uska ab bhi niche ko tha.. Wo nazre nahi mila pa raha tha Shehryaar se..
"Arwa ka Kya jawab tha?" uski baat pe ghoor o fikr karne ke baad Shehryaar ke chehre pe sanjeedgi ki lehr tapki thi.. Husam ne is sawal pe uski janib dekha tha
"la-waris ko tou tukraya hi jata haina―usne bhi tukra diya..!" uski hasi us pe hi tanz thi...
"Alisha abhi nahi samjhti, na samjh hai.. Tum kyu le jate ho uski yeh baat dil par"
Wo janta tha yeh Lafz lawaris usse Alisha ka hi diya khutab tha.. Wo uspe Afsos ke siwa kar hi kya sakta tha..
"sahi tou kehti hai.. Jiske maa baap khud apni aulad se bezar hute hain jaan churana chahty thy usse la-waris nahi tou aur kya keh Kar pukara jaye.. Chahe wo puri duniya pe hi kyu nah kabza kar le akhir mai tou usse sirf La-waris hi kaha jaye ga nah.. La-Waris uski pehchan ban jati hai.. Aur meri pehchan la-waris hai tabhi tou wo mujhe is pehchan se parakti hai.."
Shehryaar usse kise jatata ke yeh lafz uske dil pe kanjar ka kaam kar rahy thy.. Shyd uska dil tha hi aesa dard ranjish mehsos karne wala.. Khuda ne uske dil mai reham dala tha aur wahi reham har kisi ka dard ko apna samjh leta.. Aese hi Husam ka yeh dard Wo apna samjh betha tha.. Uski ankhein khali thi jo usse dekh rahi thi.. Zindagi bhi kabhi kabhi kisi pe kitni be-reham ho jati haina.. Shehryaar aur Husam ki zindagi bhi usi tarah unpe kachi umar se be-reham thi.
"mai shyd hi koi tasali ke alfaz tume suna paon aur tumhare dil ka bouj halka kar paon.. Par afsos is bat ka hai Husam ke mai wo tasali bhare alfaz tumse keh nahi paa raha!.."
Shehryaar apni jagah se uthy usse mukatif huwa tha..
"bhai!! Chore tasali bhare alfazo ko aur gussa kare na mujhpe.." wo nam hoi ankho se usse dekhe bacho ki tarah keh raha tha..
"nahi pagle.. Tum pe be wajha kyu karun mai gussa!" Shehryaar uski janib dekhe khud ki ankhein nam kar chuka tha.. Shehryaar uski gaalo ko apne hatho se pakre usse dekh raha tha.. Ke dono agle hi pal ek dosere ko gale lage roo diye..
"i.. iam.. Bhai!!" Husam ba mushkil roti awaz mai bola tha "bs.. Ab ek aur lafz nahi" Shehryaar usse alaida huwe warn kar raha tha..
"but.. Iam really sorry Mujhe aese nahi karna chahiye tha!"
"khair hai Husam.. Dil ki baat thi zuban par agayi baat khtam!"
"wo kya soch rahi hogi?" wo usse dekhe sawal karne laga..
"Arwa ko Nizam se usi tarah sachi muhabbat hai jese tume usse.. Isliye wo tumhari baatoon ko zara ehmiyat nahi de rahi hogi.."
"tum jante ho Husam agar hum kisi se muhabat kare aur koi usi Shiddat se humse muhabbat kare tou hum sirf usi shaqs ko ehmiyat dete hain jis se hum muhabbat karte hain na kay ussey jo humse muhabbat karta hai.. Aesa kyu.. Aesa isliye kyu ke hum sirf apne bare mai sochte hain humare liye hum zyada eham hute hum chahte hain humari fitrat chahti hai ke Hume bhi wohi shaqs chahe jisse hum chahte hain.. Hume sirf wahi shaqs ehmiyat de jisse hum ehmiyat dete hain.. Aur phir isi tarah hum log asal heray kho dete anmol se logo ko apni zindagiyoon se khud rawana kar dete.. Afsoos hum be qadro ke piche qadr karne walo ko gawah bethtay.. "
"Meri mano Husam agar aage jakay koi tume chahe tou uski chahat ki qadr kar lena aur usse dil o jaan se apna lena.. Muhabbat ke na milne ke dhuk se tum wakif ho umeed karta hun kisi aur ko tum is dhuk se mehfooz rakho ge" wo uski taraf umeed liye usse dekh raha tha.. Baat e muhabat par Husam ki nazarein Shehryaar par na thi lekin uski baat wo puri tarah sun chuka tha..
"Mai khoshish karu ga lekin kya yeh zaroori hai ke mai apni zindagi mai kisi ko shariq karun"
"bilkol tumhe karna chhaiye.."
"kon be naam lawaris shaqs se muhabbat kare gi!?" wo khud pe tanziya hasa tha.. Shehryaar ne uske kandhe ko taptapaya tha..
"aesa na sochein Husam aap bhut achay shaksiyat ke haqdar hain"
"chahe shaksiyat kitni bhi ala kyu na ho akhir kar pehchan se pehchana jata hai ghar bhar.. Aur Mai.. Mai tou lawaris hun.. Aapke naam ke sath apke walid ka naam shumar hai SHEHRYAAR SIKANDAR KHAN aur mere.. HUSAM.. kon Husam? Kiska beta? Mujhe tou apne baap ka naam yaad nahi... kese koi lawaris se muhabat karke usse apnaye ga" shyd koi kehta yeh tanz na tha par Wo waqai khud pe tanz kar raha tha...
"HUSAM SIKANDAR KHAN ho tum yaad rakho.. Nahi ho tum koi la waris samjhe... Baba sain ne jis din tumhari costudy li thi tum us din se hi HUSAM SIKANDAR KHAN ho SIKANDAR KHAN aur MUNISA SIKANDAR ke bete SHEHRYAAR SIKANDAR KHAN ke ek loute bhai" Shehryaar pur aitmand se khare Husam ki ankho mai jhakay bol raha tha.. Husam ki ankh Ke konay mai ansu aachuka tha jo ke usne khud ki phust se ussey behney se phele hi saaf kar dala.. Aur Shehryaar ki taraf ek tooti mooti muskurahat uchali..
"Mere bhai ho tum...bhale tum SIKANDAR KHAN ka izafa apne naam apni pehchan ke sath na Karo lekin koi yeh haqeeqat nahi badal sakta ke tum SHEHRYAAR ke bhai ho! Yaad rakhna" jitne jazbay ke sath Shehryaar yeh keh gaya tha shyd hi koi aur uski jagha hute huwe keh pata.. Par yeh tou Shehryaar Sikandar Khan hai apne bare mai kam tou dosero ke bare mai zyada sochne wala.. Aur phr tou yaha baat Husam ki thi.. Jissay wo pheli baar milte hi apna bhai chota bhai samjh betha..
"bhai bura na manne ek baat puchun?"
Lamho ki khomoshi tehr gayi thi aur ussi khomoshi ko tore Husam ne usse sawal kiya tha..
"pucho!"
Ijazat hasil kiye Husam puchne ko tayar tha..
"aap kyu un logo ko manana chah rahy jo har waqt apko zaleel karte rehte?" is sawal ne Shehryaar ko lamhe bhar khamosh kar diya tha.. Sach tou yeh tha ke wo bhi tou be qadro ko mana raha tha...par yeh bhi jhoot nahi tha ke uske pas uski qadr karne wala ho..
"Yeh sabhi rishte Allah pak ne Hume ata kiye hain kya tumne nahi sunna huqooq ul ebad ko huqooq ul Allah se zyada tarji di gayi hai.. Husam yeh zindagi us rab ki di gayi hai usne yun be matlb tou itne sare rishto se hume nawaza nahi hai zaroor kuch tou aisi baat hogi jo aese rishto se hum nawazey gayein hain..tou yeh behtar nahi ke hum insaano ke sare huqooq puray karein.. Kyu na hum logo se unke rawaiyoon se zyada behtareen rawaiya unke sath iktiyar kare.. Achai apnany mai burai nahi hai.. "
Yeh kehna tou sarsar galat tha ke uski baatein sunne Husam la jawab na huwa ho.. Har baar ki tarah ab bhi Shehryaar apni baatoon se uske andar zindagi jeene ki silayat dal deta..
"jab agla apko zaleel karta jaye be izzat karta jaye apko har baar tor jaye apke jazbaatoon ka lihaz tak na rakhe tou aap is bare mai kya kahein ge!?"
"wahi baat hui.. Husam agar agla apke sath sahi rawaiya iktiyaar na kare tou yeh hargiz nahi ke aap bhi ussi tarah uske sath kare balke aap apne achay rawaiyoon se usse aaina dekhaye.. Jise log hain wese aap na banne apne andar ki achai ko apne hatho zaya na hone dena apne andar ki achai ko humesha qaim rakhna.. Logo ke samne nahi par apne Rab Allah Pak ke samne tum afzal kehlao ge.. Allah pak khush hute hain jab aap logo ko unki zubaan ke bajaye apni achaiyoon ke zariye nibattay"
Aese kese ho sakta tha ke jab bhi Shehryaar Sikandar khan usse kuch samjhaye kuch bataye wo usse ghoor o fikar se na sunne.. Husam humesha se usse sunte waqt ek bacha sa ban jata tha.. Masoom andaz ke sath bethe baatoon ko ghoor se sunna bilkol khamoshi iktiyaar kiye..
"chalo Shahbash ab khana khao aur so jao"
"bhook nahi hai"
Husam ke kehne ki dair thi ke Shehryaar ne usse ghoora rha
"mai phir bhi tume zabardasti khelaon ga" Shehryaar ki baat pe Husam muskura bina reh nahi paya tha.. Husam ke liye Shehryaar sirf ek bara bhai nahi balke ek acha dost, Ek acha baap aur ek achi maa ka kirdar nibhata tha..
"apse koi nahi jeet sakta!" Husam muskurahat ke sath uth khara huwa tha.. Dono hi ek dosere ke sath kitchen ki taraf chal pare thy...
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"koi hai?" ghr ke darwaze se andar dhakil huwe wo boli thi lekin aas pas kisi ko nah paye Wo andar ko chal di
"Excuse me?" aage chalti Wo lounge ki taraf ayi tou waha kisi ko majood paye Wo usse mukatif hui..
Zarnish na anjany anoki awaz ke haqdar ki taraf palti thi..
" Tum!?"
Yeh lafz Zarnish ke muh se usse dekhe ada huwe thy..
Wo ek simple maxi dress pehni hui thi jo uske jism ko khubsurat tareeqe se dhaank rahi thi . Uski dress plain sadi thi aur ek light greenish color ki thi. Usne dress ke saath kuch simple accessories jaise ki choti si jhumki aur watch pehne huwe thi. Uski dress uske jism se loose fit thi aur uske baal halke curls mai thy.. Wo ek bohat hi simple aur elegant holiye mein nazar aa rahi thi.. Lekin us khoobsoorat holiye ka Kya faida jab adab o aklaaq tou zara sa bhi acha nah ho...
" You!!!?..."
Wo larki bhi Zarnish ka chehra durahy boli...
Dono ke Chehre se sare rang udh chuky thy.. Ek ki pheli wali khushi ki muskurahat ghyb ho si gayi thi tou doseri ki narmi lehji ab nafrat aur gusse ka agaaz kar rahi thi...
"oh i see.. Tou mera shak sahi tha us din" wo tanziya muskurahat ka agaaz kar chuki thi
"kesa shak? Aur yaha kyu aai ho???"
"yehi ke tumhare aur us ghatiya ke bich kuch tou hai..
"shut up your mouth miss.. And listen to me uska zikr karne se phele sau baar soch liya karo.. Izzat de nahi sakti tou khamoshi iktiyar kiya karo" uski baat bich mai hi tokay Zarnish bol pari thi.. Pehli mulakat ke badolat yeh larki aaj bhi wese hi usse zehr lag rahi thi..
"ufffff Mrs ghatiya mujhe na sikhao ke kese uske bare mai kis tarah baat Karni hai.. And you listen to me mujhse mat ulja Karo werna sari zindagi pachtao gi.. Mai Alisha Dilawar hun yaad rakho yun asani se kisi ko jeene nahi deti khas tor mujhse ulajne walo ko " wo apne pur aitmandi se uske ird gird chakar lagaye bol rahi thi.. Uski baatein aur Wo Zarnish ko safa bardash nahi ho rahi thien..
"jab baap ki izzat ka khyal nahi rakh sakti tou yun apne naam ke sath unka naam bhi mat lia karo" Apne apko pur sakoon kiye Zarnish ne usse tanz kiya tha..
"Mera baap meri marzi mai jaha chhaon jidhr chahaon unka naam istamal kar sakti tume batane ki zaroorat nahi mujhe.. And tum apne apko samjhti kya ho Haan!? Kis minister ki beti ho ya kisi sultanat ki shehzadi lagi pari ho" uska lehja badtar huta ja raha tha..
"na tou mai kisi minister ki beti hun aur na hi kisi sultanat ki shehzadi balke ek izzatdar shaqs ki beti aur ab ek izzatdar mard ki biwi hun.. Afsos tume heray ki qadr maloom nahi.. Tabhi anmoliyaat ko 'ghatiya' lakab de rahi ho!.. Anmol cheezon ki pehchan karna sikho werna aesa nah ho muft mai heray paa kar usse gawah betho.. Aur muft mai payi cheez kho dene ki bari bhari qeemat ada karni parti hai― jo ke shyd hi tumhare bas mai ho" Zarnish ke pur aitmandi se kahe jane wale alfaaz uski ana ko na gawar guzre thy..
"JUST SHUT UP!!! huti kon ho tum aese gire pare lectures dene wali mujhe"
"isse phele ke mera hath us din jese tumhari gaal pe uthy tum yaha se chali jao.. Remember, I won't be responsible for the consequences!" wo apne hath seeney pe bandhe uski ankho mai dekhe aitmandi se boli thi..
"us thapphar ko mai bhooli nahi hun.. I will revenge for sure!!!!" wo sharati muskurahat ka agaaz kar chuki thi..
"tumhara revenge tumhari tarah hi ghatiya hoga" Zarnish uspe tanz kar rahi thi.
"Uski biwi se milo usko batao uske dimag mai yeh baat dalo jiske sath tum apni zindagi guzarna chah rahi ho wo dar haqeeqat bht muktakif hai insaano se.. Wo ek behtar humsafar nahi hai wo tume barbad kar dega.. Smajhi aesi baatein uske zehn khashi kar aao"
"anyways yaha mai afsoos karne aayi thi" wo ab apne maqsad ke mozuh pe utar rahi thi.
"kesa afsoos?" Zarnish ne usse herani se dekha tha
"yahi ke you married my that bitch cousin.. Jo already ek shaadi nibha nahi paya aur doseri kar betha!" wo ankhein idhr udhr ghoomaye apne muzuh ka ibtita kar chuki thi.
"kya bakwas kar rahi ho???"
"iam stating the truth! Isi wajha se dada abu usse itne saalo se khafa hain ghar nahi aane dete.." wo afsos se bata rahi thi.. Lekin Zarnish ka chehra bouj sa chuka tha uski baat sunne.. Aur yehi baat Alisha ko andar hi andar se khushi ka sabab ban chuki thi..
"okay let me tell you each and everything... please Himmat rakhiye ga sunte huwe!" wo naram se lehje ka muzaihera karte uska chehra takh rahi thi..
"mere taiya yani tumhare shohar ke baap.. Jab unho ne shadi ki apni pasand se jinke na aage koi tha aur na peeche koi tha
you know Lawariso jese na jany kab se kese wo apni zindagi basr kar rahi thi khair aese hi mere taiya ko wo Allah jany kyu pasand agayi aur unse zabardasti dada jaan ke khilaf jakay shadi kar li.. Us din Dada jaan ne apni pehli aulaad ko khoya tha. Kash wo khatoon na aati taiya ki zindagi mai tou ajj sab tabah na huta lekin khair choro aage chalte hain, phir unki shadi ko jab ek saal huwa tou dada abu ne mere baba ki shadi apni pasand apni marzi se kar di aur baba maan gaye thy shukaar wo taiya ke raaste pe nahi chale, isi liye dada abu mere baba ko pasand karte aur kuch mah baad meri dadi is duniya ko alvida keh chuki thi dada jaan bhut ghumshuda ho chuke thy.. Unhy dadi ke jany ka dhuk khaya ja rha tha.. Aur unki nafrat taiya sahab se bharti ja rahi thi.. Aese hi saal guzar gaya aur tumhara shohar is duniya mai tashreef le aaye dada jaan ke upar afat ban kar.. Phr chee saal baad iski behn bhi tapak pari i is duniya mai azaab ban kar wo mujhse saal choti hai lekin nikli bari meesni wo mai baad mai bataon gi tume.. "
"aese hi hum sab baray hute gaye.. Phir apke shohar Sahab ko ishq huwa muhale ki kisi aira giri larki se.. Aa puncha apne baap se kehne mujhi yeh larki pasand hai mai isi se shadi karna chahta hun yeh jante huwe bhi ke dada abu uski magni apne ek dost ki beti se kar chukay thy.. Can you believe engagement hute bhi wo Sahab zade ishq kar bethe.. Phr kya hona tha bhag kar apni mehbooba larki se shadi kar betha aur le aaya ghar usse.. Jab ke usi din uski khud ki shadi ka din tha.. Jisse yeh Shehryaar Sahab engaged thy Wo bichari tou iski raah mai dulhan bane bethi rhi ghanto bekhabar ke uska hone hi wala shohar apni mehboob se nikkah hi Kar chuka.. Jab yeh baat dada abu ke dost ko pata lagi tou ouf kya tabahi thi ek tou itni beizzati hui ghar walo ki upar se phir uncle g ki beti ko heart attack agaya bichari bardash hi nahi kar payi sadma..
Us din ek thapphar jab shehryaar ko laga tou ayee.. Lekin khambakht phir bhi apni gherat jaga nahi saka. Tou bas dada abu ne usse usi lamhe ghar se be-dhakal kar dala.. Lekin bichare mere dada abu itne rehm dil khushnuma insaan phr bhi us khambakht jaheel shaks ka soche usse yeh ghar de bethe.. Dada abu sirf upar upar se usse gussa hute hain andar se wo sirf uska acha bhala sochte rehte.. "
"aese hi kuch hi mahinay guzre thy ke dada abu ke achay pan ne socha apne bare potay ko ghar uski biwi samait le aaon lekin jese wo idhr punchy isi ghar tou dekha aur suna ke shehryaar sahab apni mehbooba biwi ko mar rahy.. Gali galoch kar rhy Touba Touba mujhe tou bataty huwe bhi sharm arhi.. Usi lamhe dada abu ka hosla tha werna unka jee nahi chah raha tha ke apne potay ko isi zameen mai zinda garh de..."
"aur phr ―"
Wo aage bolne hi wali thi ke Zarnish apni jagah se uthy usse bolne se ruk chuki thi.. Wo heran hui thi..
"zara ruk bhi jao ek hi bar kya sari dastaan suna dogi!"
"mujhe afsoos karne ka moqa tou do!"
Zarnish ke bagair tarsuhat se kehte sunne wo chonki thi..
"brilliant script i mean you should be a writer, tumhari books blockbuster jayein gi!" hath seene se bandhe wo usse pur aitmandi se dekh rahi thi..
"mai sach ke rahi hun! Tum yaqeen kyu nahi kar leti meri baat pe"
"kash kar leti agar usi din Shehryaar mujhe tumhare is so called rehm dil khushnuma insaan achay pan dada abu se milwane na le jata.."
"tum mil chuki ho!?" wo kafi heraan hui thi..
"Yes of course aur unka rawaiya bhi bhut achay tareeqe se dekh chuki hun.. And one more thing tum waqai unpe gayi ho dosero ki zindagiyoon mai zehr gholne wali" akhiri alfaaz uske kano ke pas kehte huwe wo usse aaina dekha rahi thi..
"yeh tou meri Himmat hai ke tumhari be-thoki kahani sun li maine chup chap.. Werna jab baat tumne Shehryaar ki maa se shuru ki thi tabhi dil chah raha tha tume waga ke thapphar marun.." Zarnish apna gussa kabu karte huwe ab sofe pe beth chuki thi..
"wo dhoke baaz hai!" khud ka gussa bago ke ab usne akhiri khoshish jarri ki
"please for god sake!
illogical baatein mat Karo" usne apni jaga se uthy.. Uske aage hath jore thy―tang hute huwe.
"tume jald maloom hoga ke tumne ek galat shaqs ka intekhaab kiya hai!" wo yeh baat kehti hui ek chalaki muskurahat ka agaaz kar chuki thi.. Zarnish ne uski taraf dekha tha bilkol be-yaqeeni ke tehet dekha tha. Itne mai hi wo waha se jane ko muri thi ―ja tou wo aese rahi thi ke adhi baazi wo jeeti chuki ho.. Par kon janta tha Wo jeeti bhi hai ke nahi..
Zarnish usse be-yaqeeni se dekhte ab wapis sofe pe beth chuki thi, apne sar ko dono hatho se pakre
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"Zindagi ek ajeeb safar hai, jismein hum har pal kuch na kuch naya dekhte hain,
Kabhi khushiyan, kabhi gham, kabhi muskurahat, kabhi ansu,
Lekin yehi safar humein zindagi ka mazaa deta hain,
Jis mein hum apne khawab, apni khwahishon ko poora karne ki koshish karte hain,
Aur apne aap ko behtar banane ki koshish karte hain..."
Kalm ruka tha aur usi Kalm ko usne apni thodi ke sath jore rakha tha.. Jese kuchh soch rahi ho...
Wo ek sada sa pink rang ki shalwar kameez pehni hui thi jis par halki pulki embroidery ki gayi thi... Uske baal aik dhelay hue braid mein bandhe hue nazar
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