Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4 “ye kia bakwaas kr rhy ho tum?” mukaabil ka phone uthaaty hi usy aik preshaan kun khabar mili. Magar saath hi kuch yaad aany pr usky chehry pr aik shaitaani muskurahat namoodar hui. Aik tou wo kambakht muskuraaty hue itna khubsurat lagta tha k koi ghanton khara usy muskuraaty hue dekh skta tha. Hasty hue usky dono gaalon pr lamby lamby do garhy banty thy. Magr wo zyada tar waqt Sanjeeda hi rehta tha. “ooo… interesting!!! Very interesting…” “ab jo jo main tumhy bolun ga, tum wohi kro gy. Khayal rhy koi bhi garbar na ho..!!” wo ab apny aik wafadaar ko hadayaat de rha tha or mukaabil uski han main han mila rha tha. Usy lagta tha k wo mastermind hai. Magr shayad wo ye nhi jaanta tha k badlon k us paar, arsh e mualla pr aik zaat jisky qabzy main sab insaano ki jaan hai, jis ki di hui aqal sy wo aisy aisy mansooby tyaar kr rha hai- wo zaat us k banaye mansoobon sy zyada achy mansooby banany pr qudrat rkhti thi. ---------- Hasan sahab haathon main sar diye aansu-un sy ro rhy thy. Naheed begam ka dil kat kr reh gya. Unhon ny hasan sahab ko pehly kabhi is trh roty hue nhi dekha tha. Wo unky saath hi aa kr beth gayein or unky kandhy pr haath rkha. Hasan sahab ny chehra utha kr apni jaan sy aziz biwi ko dekha. Farrat e jazbaat sy unki aakhein surkh ho gayi thin. Naheed begam ny apny andar kuch toot’ta hua mehsoos kia. Wo jitney mazboot asaab k maalik nazr aaty thy, dil k maamly main wo utny hi kamzoor thy. Koi unky ya unki family k bary main koi ghalat baat kry wo bardaasht nhi kr paaty thy. Or isi liye wo koi bhi aisa ghalat kadam nhi uthaaty thy jo unky liye be-izzati ka ba’ais ho. Naheed begam unki kamar sehlaa rhi thin. Kuch pal aisy hi khamooshi ki nazr ho gaye. Naheed begam ko shayad khud bhi maloon nhi tha k wo kis qadar apny jazbaat ko zabt kiye unhy hosla deny ki koshish kr rhi thin. “ye log q aaye thy or ye kia baatein kr k gaye hain” Hasan sahab thora sa normal hue tou Naheed begam ny unsy pucha. “momal betiya ny kal college sy wapis pr raasty main muj sy aagy prhny ki baat ki thi..” unhon ny wakf alia or nazr utha kr Naheed begam ko dekha jo pur sukoon hue unki baat sun rhi thi. Hasan sahab ko gumaan hua tha k agr unhon ny ye baat Naheed begam ko batayi tou wo unpr or momal pr brham hon gi. Magr unhy hairaani hui jab wo unki baat is qadr pursukoon andaaz main ghor sy sun rhi thi. “mainy momal ko kaha tha k wo ye baat kisi ko bhi na bataye. Magr jaany kesy ye baat phel gayi.” “mujy lagta hai k raasty main jaaty hue kisi ny humaari baat sun li hogi or gaun main naye rang sy ye khabar phelaayi ho gi.” Wo sar jhukaaye zukaam zada awaaz main bol rhy thy or Naheed begam khamooshi sy unhain sun rhi thi. Baat khatam kr k unhon ny dbaara Naheed begam ko dekha mag hairaan kun taur pr Naheed begam usi trh pursukoon bethi thin. “aap ko preshaan hony ki bilkul zrorat nhi hai. Humaari beti ki khwahish hai aagy prhny. Wo shehar zror jaye gi. Wo aagy zaror prhy gi.” Unhon ny goya pathar pe lakir hatmi faisla sunaya or hasan sahab unhain dekh kr reh gaye. Unhy Naheed begam sy is faisly ki tawaqo har giz nhi thi blky unhain tou pura yakeen tha k agr unhain bataya tou ghar main shamat zaror aaye gi. Magr wo tou hairan preshaan hi reh gaye jab Naheed begam ny unki tawaqu k barkhilaaf baat ki. Wo dil hi dil main khush bhi thy k dono miya biwi ki apni betiyon ki parhaayi ko le kr soch kitni milti thi. Magr wo is baat sy afsurda thy k aisa kuch bhi mumkin nhi hai. “jamshed sardar sy main baat krun gi!!!” wo unky pass sy uthty hue bolein or hasan sahab foran khary ho gaye. Hasan sahab ki trf Naheed begam ki pusht thi. “har giz nhi Naheed… tum us dehliz pr dbaara qadam nhi rkho gi” Unhon ny Naheed begam ko kandhy sy pakr kr apni trf kia or goya bebasi sy chillaye. “main wahan jaun gi, so baar jaun gi or mujy koi nhi roky ga. Jamshed sy main baat krun gi.” “main agr ab na gayi tou bht dair ho jaye gi.” Unhon ny hasan sahab k dono haath thaam kr iltijaaya nazron sy unhain dekha. “magr Naheed! Aisa krna theek nhi hoga, tumhari jaan ko bhi khatra ho skta hai. Main wo manaazir dbaara hoty hue nhi dekh skta.” “Naheed main tumy nhi kho skta.” “muj main itni quwat e bardaasht nhi hai.” Hasan sahab rohaansy ho gaye thy. “wo mera kuch nhi bigar skta, na pehly kabhi or na ab. Main kal sardar k pass zror jaun gi.” Naheed begam ny apna hatmi faisla sunaya or kamry sy nikal gayein. Or hasan sahab unhain jaata dekh rhy thy. Unhain kuch smj nhi aa rha tha k kia hoga, magr wo ye zror jaanty thy k wahan sy koi achi khabar unhain sun’ny ko nhi mily gi. Na aaj sy 22 saal pehly aayi thi or na hi ab. Unhain har jaga andhera dikhayi de rha tha, ghupp andhera…. Khamooshi…siyaahi…!!! ---------- Wo apny office main apni araam da kursi pr betha tha. Wo tezi sy utha or badshaahon ki si chaal chalta apny kamry sy nikla or raahdaari sy chalta bahir nikal gya. Han wo badshaah tha…wo waqei wahan ka Badshah tha!! Safed dress shirt pr black dress pant pehny hue, shirt k uperi do button khuly or aasteinen kohniyon tak murri hui thin. daayein haath ki kalai par besh qeemti ghari thi. Peshani se ek lat neeche ko giri hui thi jo us ki aankhon ke qareeb aakar uski gehri, pur aitmaad nazar ko mazeed purasraar bana rahi thi, baal halkay se bikray hue magar sambhalay hue thy. Wo daraz qad ka 6 ft 2 inch ka mard apni puri shaan sy chalta hua berooni darwaazy sy bahir nikla. Wo khilkhilaa kr kabhi nhi hasta tha sirf muskuraata tha or bhi bht kam. Shayad hi kisi ny aaj tak khul kr usy muskuraaty hue bhi dekha ho. Jab bhi wo muskuraata tha tou usky dono gaal pr gehry dimples prty thy. Uski bhuri aankhon main bala ki sanjeedgi thi, kuch aisy raaz dafan thy jo kisi ko maaloom na thy. Wo shakhs apny aap main khud kisi paheli sy kam na tha. Usy aata dekh uska driver foran alert ho gya or usky liye gaari ka pichla darwaaza khola. Wo usi shaan sy gaari main betha or driver ko apni manzil ki ka bata kr khud sukoon sy apny mobile main zrori emails check kr rha tha. Jaga ka naam sun kr driver aik dam ghabraa gya tha. “magar Momin sahab wahan tou…” “tum please chalo haseeb.” abhi usky driver Haseeb ki baat mukammal bhi nhi hui thi k usny apni bhari raub daar awaaz sy usy daant kr khamosh krwa dia. Gaari zann sy ab bari shahrah pr dorr rhi thi. Wo uska wafadaar or bht purana driver tha. Wo takreeban 30 sy 35 saal ka hatta katta nojawaan tha. Momin hamesha apny kaamon k liye usky saath hi jaata tha. Ghar k baaki kaamon k liye usny dusry driver makhsoos kiye hue thy magr apny zaati kaamon k liye wo Haseeb sy zyada or kisi pr bhi aitamaad nhi krta tha. Haseeb k do choty choty bacchy thy or momin un bachon ka saara kharcha khud uthaata tha or yehi waja thi k Haseeb ko bhi Momin sy bht aqeedat thi or wo uska bht khiyal rkhta tha. Haseeb jaanta tha k wahan jaana khatry sy khaali nhi tha lekin wahan sirf Momin Muraad Haroon ki chalti thi. Haan…!! Wo apni dunia ka betaaj Badshah tha. Kisi main himaat nhi thi k usy kisi kaam sy rok sky. Usny apny mobile sy kisi ko message kia or gaari ki seat sy taik laga kr sukoon sy aankhein band kr lin. Uski manzil sirf aik thi!! Usy maaloom tha k usy kahan jaana hai…! Usy maaloom tha usy ab kia krna hai. Wo sab theek kr skta tha or ye sirf wohi kehta tha. Magr ab jo wo krny jaa rha tha us sy sab bigarny waala tha or usky wehm o gumaan main bhi na tha. Agr wo apny kaam k nataaij khwaab main dekh leta tou usy saari Zindagi na krta. Magr Takdeer pr aaj tak kia kis ko ikhtiyaar hua hai? ----------