Kismat

CHAPTER TWO

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I mentally prepared myself and went in. The graveyard was completely silent, with no one in sight.

Koi yaad hi nahi karta hoga apne murde saathiyon ko? Har saal aati hoon, aur har saal yeh qabristaan khaali aur sunsaan hota hai.

I reached Ammi's grave and sat cross-legged, pouring my heart out to her.

"Kaisi hain aap Ammi? Aap humein miss toh nahi karti hogi na. Agar miss karti toh waapis kyun nahi aa jati? Nahi raha jaata mujhse aap ke baghair. Nahi sambhala jaata Ayaan, Rizwan aur Sabrina ko. Mujhe aapki bohot zaroorat hai, khuda ke liye waapis aa jaayein." Tears started rolling down my face. A lump got stuck in my throat but I kept talking, telling her about our day.

"Aaj school ka pehla din tha Ammi. Rizwan aur Sabrina phir se late ho gaye the, hamesha ki tarah. Rizwan ne toh ek ladki ko pasand bhi kar li hai. Bohot acchi ladki hai. Aur Ayaan ki baat hi mat karo, uski aur Sabrina ka jhagarna band hi nahi hota. Badmaash beta hai aapka. Bohot tang karta hai mujhe. Aap agar aake usse daant dein, toh woh abhi line par aa jaaye. Usse kahiye na Ammi, ke mujhe tang na karein. Kahiye na." Arms suddenly came around me and gently pulled me back into him. I recognized the hug and leaned back, crying against Ayaan.

"Mujhe pata tha ke tum aaj yahin hogi. Kya laga? Rizwan aur Sabrina ko nahi pata iska matlab mujhe bhi nahi pata?" His voice was hoarse.

"Kyun chali gayi humein chod kar? Kyun?" I cried, fisting Ayaan's shirt in my hands. Whoever said that time heals wounds was a liar. Time only makes them worse. Waqt ke zariye hum sirf unn zakhmon ke saath jeena seekh lete hai. Waqt zakhm ko bhar nahi deta, waqt zakhm ko aur bhi taaza kar deta hai.

"Bas karo Aapi. Dekhein na Ammi, aapki beti kitna ro rahi hai. Mujhe bhi rula diya usne." I looked up to see tears streaming down his face also. I wiped them away.

"Ayaan main bohot buri hoon na." He shook his head.

"Nahi Aapi, tum duniya ki sabse acchi Aapi ho. Itna kuch sehne ke baad bhi tumhaare paas itni himmat hai, yeh be-hadd fakhr ki baat hai hamare liye. Meri Aapi na kabhi kamzor thi, aur na kabhi hogi. Ammi bhi bohot khush hogi tumse."

He turned to Ammi's grave and started talking to her, sitting cross-legged like me. "Aaj pandra saal ho chuke Ammi. Rizwan aur Sabrina ko yeh bhi nahi pata ke aap unki Ammi hai. Humne yeh baat abhi tak nahi batayi unko. Unko abhi bhi lagta hai ke Nikhat unki maa hai. Sahi waqt aane par hum bata denge unko bhi. Maine pichle saal bhi vaada kiya tha aapse." I sat quietly, listening to his soothing voice. "Lekin darr lagta hain. Woh kaise seh paayenge yeh sach? Unka rad-e-amal kaisa hoga?"

"Ammi aap ko pata hai? Har saal ki tarah, Aapi ne aaj bhi aloo ke parathe banaye the. Aapke favourite the na. Ammi, Aapi bohot khayal rakhti hain humaara. Akeli woh sab kuch sabar ke saath sambhalti hain. Main kitna bura beta hoon na aapka. Aapki beti ki madad bhi nahi kar sakta. Kitna khudgarz hoon." I looked at him and wiped more tears off his face.

"Nahi Ammi, jab bhi main ghussa kar jaati hoon, jab bhi main bohot thaki hui hoti hoon, toh yeh teeno meri bohot madad karte. Kabhi mujhe shikayat dene ka mauqa hi nahi dete. Duniya mein aise bhai behen nahi honge jo apni Aapi ke har baat maan lete hain."

"Accha, jo abhi meri shikayat kar rahi thi, uska kya? Dekhein Ammi, these two-faced people." He tried joking. I laughed lightly.

"Mazaak kar rahi thi paagal. Tum mujhe tang zaroor karte ho, lekin mujhe koi shikayat nahi hai usse. Tang kiya karo, mazaa aata hain." I said, winking. A watery smile spread across his face. I checked my watch and jumped up.