Saturday, August 16, 2025
Zainab Jaffri
Zindagi mein kuch waqiyat aise hote hain jo insaan ko andar se hamesha ke liye badal dete hain. Ye kahani bhi aisi hi hai.
Ali ek aam sa larka tha. University ka student, hansmukh, doston mein mashhoor. Har waqt hansta rehta, magar uski muskaan ke peeche ek aisi kahani thi jo sirf woh khud jaanta tha.
Uski zindagi ka sabse khoobsurat hissa tha – Ayesha. Dono ki mulaqat ek class project ke dauran hui thi. Pehli mulaqat hi aise thi jaise do purane dost mil gaye hon. Din guzarne lage, project khatam hua lekin baat-cheet ka silsila rukha nahi.
Whatsapp pe lambe messages, call pe ghanton ki baat, aur university ke har corner mein dono ki muskaan. Har koi kehta ke ye dono ek doosre ke liye bane hain.
Lekin zindagi itni asaan kab hoti hai?
Ayesha ek conservative family se belong karti thi. Uske ghar mein shadi ke faislay parents karte the. Ayesha apne ghar walon ko samjhane ki koshish karti, lekin har baar jawab sirf ye aata:
“Humari beti humari izzat hai. Tumhe kuch bhi faisla khud karne ki ijazat nahi.”
Ali apni taraf se har koshish karta. Degree ke sath-sath job bhi shuru kar di, sirf isliye ke ek din woh Ayesha ke ghar walon ke saamne izzat se khara ho sake. Uske doston ko bhi lagta tha ke sab kuch theek ho jayega.
Magar waqt insaan ke sapno se tez hota hai.
Achanak ek din Ayesha ki call aayi. Uski awaaz roti hui thi. Usne kaha:
“Ali… meri shaadi fix ho gayi hai. Main kitni koshish ki, magar ghar walon ne meri ek na suni. Main kuch nahi kar sakti.”
Woh lafz Ali ke liye maut se kam nahi the. Phone hath se gir gaya. Samajh hi nahi aaya ke duniya kyun itni zalim hai.
Shaadi ka din aaya. Ali door khada sirf dua kar raha tha ke shayad koi moajza ho jaye. Lekin moajze sirf kahaniyon mein hote hain. Ayesha dulhan ban gayi, aur Ali ki duniya ujad gayi.
Din beet gaye. Ali ne doston se milna kam kar diya. Har jagah wohi yaadein, wohi muskaan, wohi awaaz usay sataati. Job pe bhi dil nahi lagta tha. Log kehte waqt sab dard mita deta hai. Lekin kuch dard hamesha ke liye insaan ke dil mein bas jaate hain.
Ek raat Ali ne diary kholi aur likha:
“Main tumse mohabbat karta tha Ayesha. Tum meri duaon mein hamesha rahogi. Shayad iss duniya mein hum mil nahi paye, lekin main yaqeen rakhta hoon ke ek din, kisi aur jahan mein, tum meri hogi.”
Aur phir usne diary band kar di.
Ye kahani sirf Ali ya Ayesha ki nahi, balki un sab ki hai jo mohabbat mein haar gaye. Jo apne jazbaat ko samajh to gaye, magar izhar karne ka haq unhe kabhi mila hi nahi.
Kabhi kabhi mohabbat jeet bhi jaati hai, magar bohot dafa mohabbat sirf yaadon ka ek bojh ban jaati hai.
Aakhir mein sirf yehi kehna hai:
“Mohabbat agar paana mushkil ho, toh usay izzat se yaad karna seekho. Kyunke asal mohabbat milne se nahi, yaad rakhne se amar hoti hai.”
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