chapter 9

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Jainamaz band karta bad pe bebastka leta tha.
Namaz main kuch to tha jo usse andar hi andar sukoon de gya tha.
Saat hi apne dil ki kefiyat ko ilfazon ki shakal bi to mili thi....to ab sukoon uski zindagi main kese na aata.

Mhuhabat....usse to is ehsas se dour rehna tha to phir yiun achanak ye ehsas uske itne qareeb kiun aa ruka.
Wo to tanhai pasand larka tha phir ab ye band kamra acha kiun nai lag raha tha.
Kiun khole asman ke tale jane ki koshish lagatar usse bheer rahi thi.

Phir uttha kamre ki balcony pe atta khole asmaan ko dhekne laga.
Chaand bi ab to ussi ka ishara de raha ho jese...sitare bi apni chamak dhamak se jese uska naam jhaap rahe hon.....wo kale badalon ka kabi anna or jana bi usse uski ankhon ki tashbi de raha tha....uski jheel milati ankhon jesa.

Ye badal bi us par uski ankhon jesa asar kar rahe thy.

"Mama wo apki tarhan bhoot khubsurt he....apki hi tarhan kush ekhlak....apki tarhan sab ki madat karne wali.....wo muje apki yaad dilati he.."

Asman par nazar any wale

Chand sitaron par nazar dalta wo apni maa ko yaad karta khud se hi batain kar raha tha.

Niche khari Aaima jo backyard main taelne ai thi..to upar ke kamre se aati roshni ko dhekte usse wahan khara Taimur nazar aya. Usse kuch dair yiun hi dhekti wo murne lagi magar jab usse baat karte dheka to uske aspas dheka to malum hova ke wo khud se baat karne main masruf tha.

"Kia ho Taimur ap??"

Ye wo wahid baat thi jo usy usse pouchni thi magar himmat har bar juwab de jati thi...ak akhari nazar dalti wo apne kamre ki janib bhar gai.

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Subha 10 bajte hi Aaima ka alram baja to usy band karte teyar hoti niche ko chali gai. Tv area main dinning area har jagah dhekne ke bawajood koi usse nazar na aya. Khud hi kitchen ki taraf bharti apne sar dard ki dua dhondne lagi..jo ak adat coffee ka cup tha.
Kitchen main atte nazrein idar udar dhorati jese kisi ke talash main ho jese....piche se aati ahaat sunte furan piche murti hi zaban pisli...

"Auntie muje..."

Agy se aate shaks ko dhekti zuban sun parne lagi. Kal raat ka waqiya or kal raat ki uski bataen dubra dimag main ghomne lagien.

"Kuch chaiye?"

Narmi se poche sawal par bi khamoshi ke sawa kuch hasil na hova Taimur ko.

"Hellooo."

Phir khamoshi.

"Aaima."

Taimur ka uske naam pukarne par wo dubra hosh main ai.
Apna naam shahid dusri bar suna tha uske muh se.

"Coffee."

Damag ke maouf hone par jese wo ak hi ilfaaz keh saki.

"Wo co..Coffee peni thi muje but Auntie kahin mil..."

Thori dair bad hi apne ap ko sahi karti juwab dene lgi.

"Ma bana dun?"

"Nahi Auntie..."

"Unhe time lage ga...wo darasal Amma bi ke leye unke kamre main nashta le kar gain hain unhe kuch waqat lgy ga...is leye keh raha hon ke ma bana deta hon!!"

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