𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐄

Fanaa

Jis mohabbat ko tha,
Maine dil se nibhaya,
Usi ne choda kuch aise,
Ki tha jaise zyada kiraya,

Maana yeh kahani muqamal hokar bhi adhuri rahegi,
Maana ek kavita ab kabhi poori na ho payegi,
Par is dil ki dhadkan ki saaj toh humesha tujhi se rahegi.

Kahin sapno ko bikharte
dekha hai humne,
Kahin khwaisho ko khud hi kuchla bhi hai tune,
Lekin in aankhon ko padhke toh dekh lete zara,
Samajhte lafzo mein kitmi khamoshi chupayi hai maine.

Kehte hai mohabbat adhuri reh jaye toh naaz karna chahiye khudpe kyuki vhi mohabbat toh  muqamaal maani jati hai, par us mohabbat ka kya jisme chahne wale hi fanaa ho jaye. Ek aise hi fasane ko inki kahani ne panaah di thi, Sameer Naina ki mohabbat jahan fanaa hui thi.

Prem- Mumma..Santa Clausa kal jab Cris..Crismus..

Naina- Christmas..

Prem- Haan vhi.. Chris..Christ..mas par jab Santa aayege tab meri wish poori kar dege na. Ishaan ne bataya tha mujhe aaj School mein ki paper par apni wish likhkar apne pillow ke neeche rakhke so jane se wish poori ho jati hai. Santa ko koi problem toh nhi hogi meri wish dhundne mein.

Sameer- Nhi hogi Prem..par aap likhoge kaise. Aapko sentence banane kahan aate ha abhi.

Prem's face fell down on hearing this.

Naina- Ek kaam kar sakte hai Prem..aapko jo bhi chahiye na aap draw kar dena. Phir Santa aapki drawing dekhke aapki wish samajh jayege, aur phir woh aapko de dege.

His face brightened again, then he forwards paper and pencil to Sameer and Naina respectively.

Prem- Aap dono bhi apni apni wish likho, phir Santa raat ko aakar aapki bhi wish poori kar dege.

The three does the same and slept after keeping the wish letter under their pillows.
In late night, Naina slowly wakes up from the bed and takes out all the papers of their wishes. Going out in the balcony, she sat down on the swing and opens the first paper having a drawing of a child, probably of a girlchild having two pigtails. She smiled on seeing his son's wish that he wishes to be granted from his Santa.

Naina(to herself)- Prem aur iski yeh Little Sister, Sameer ko dekh dekh ke yeh bhi yehi sab kuch seekh gaya hai. Poora din ek hi baat dohrata rehta hai. Dekhti hoon iske Papa ne kya wish kiya hai.

She again smiled on reading Sameer's wish, "Santa, Please Choti Naina ko jaldi se humari life mein bhej dijiye."

Naina(to herself)- Dekh rhe ho Baby..aapke Papa aur Bhai ek jaise hi hai, aur aapse pyaar bhi ek jitna hi karte hai..ab aap bhi jaldi se aa jayo.

Then, she opens her chit..her wish letter, and on reading the words that she had written, makes her eyes filled up. She closes her eyes and remembers the conversation of two days ago.

Flashback starts
Naina- Doctor..Please aap Sameer ko mat bataiyega is baare mein. Warna woh Cesarean Delivery ke liye hi insist karega.

Doctor- As you say, that's completely your choice. But Naina, you know your conditiom, tumhari already ek Surgery ho chuki hai and that too of Cancerous Tumor, upar se tumhara baby overweight hai. Isme Normal Delivery karana, especially after your one Miscarriage..it would be life threatening for you.

Naina- But Doctor Cesarean would be threatening for my child for the entire lifetime. Aap shi keh rhe ho main shayad ek Surgery aur Miscarriage ke baad itna pain bear na kar payu par is wajah se main apni choti si jaan ko toh khatre mein nhi daal sakti na. Aapne hi kaha ki dono hi tarah ki Deliveries mein risk hai, toh woh risk sirf mujhe uthane dijiye, mere bacche ko nhi. At last, agar Normal Delivery se mere bacche ka aaj aur aane wala kal safe hai toh vhi kariye.