Peer-E-Kamil (The Perfect Mentor) - Roman Urdu {Completed}

Chapter 4.2

"Main kuch dair ke liye yahan gaari rokna chahta hoon." Salar ne roadside par ek purane hotel aur gas station ko dekha. "Mujhe tyres check karwane hain. Is gaari mein koi spare tyre nahi hai aur agar tyre puncture ho gaya to bohot masla ho jayega." Imama ne sir hila kar haan ki. Usne gaari gas station par rok di. Door kisi masjid se fajr ki azaan ki awaz sunai di. Hotel ke do char mulazimein ke siwa wahan aur koi nahi tha. Gaari ko aate dekh kar ek kaam wala bahar aaya; shayad usne gaari ki awaaz suni thi. Salar ne darwaza khola aur bahar nikal gaya.

Imama ne peechay seat se tek lagai aur apni aankhein band kar lein. Azaan ki awaz tez hone lagi: usne idhar udhar dekha aur phir gaari se bahar aayi. Darwaza khulte sun kar, Salar ne mur kar dekha.

"Hum yahan kitni dair rukenge?" usne Salar se poocha.

"Das ya pandrah minute... mujhe engine bhi check karwana hai."

"Mujhe namaz parhni hai; mujhe wuzu karna hai," usne kaha.

Salar ke jawab dene se pehle, aadmi ne kaha, "Baji, agar aapko wuzu ke liye paani chahiye to is drum mein hai."

"Aur woh kahan namaz parhegi?" Salar ne us aadmi se poocha.

"Us kamre mein wahan - main unke liye jaye namaz bhi le aata hoon. Main aapka engine check karne se pehle ye kar deta hoon," usne kaha aur kamre ki taraf chala gaya.

Salar ne dekha ke Imama drum ke paas khari thi aur kuch pareshan si lag rahi thi. Beikhtiyari mein, usne uski taraf chala gaya. Paani ek bare barrel mein tha jo pehle road tar ke liye istemal hota tha; us par cover tha.

"Main ismein se paani kaise nikaloongi?" Imama ne uske peechay se aane wale kadmon ki aahat sun kar poocha. Salar ne idhar udhar dekha aur ek khaali balti uthai.

"Mujhe lagta hai ye log isse paani nikalte hain," usne kaha aur balti ko barrel mein daal kar paani bhar diya. "Main madad kar doon?" usne poocha. Imama ne pehle kuch jhijhak se dekha; phir apni pullover ki aasteen charhayi aur apni ghadi utar kar, Salar ko di, aur paon par baith gayi. Jab Salar ne uske hath par paani dala to usne jaise bijli ka jhatka mehsoos kar ke haath peeche kheench liye.

"Kya hua?" Salar hairan tha.

"Kuch nahi - paani bohot thanda hai. Lekin dalo, please." Usne apne haath aage barhaye. Salar ne paani dalna shuru kiya jab ke Imama ne wuzu kiya. Pehli baar, usne uske kohni tak ke baazu dekhe; kuch dair ke liye, uski nazar uske kalaiyon se hat nahi saki phir usne apni nazar uske chehre par mor di.

Bina apni chadar utare, Imama ne apne baalon, kaanon aur gale ko bohot ehtiyat se paak kiya, aur Salar ki nazar uske haathon ki harkaton ka peecha karti rahi. Usne pehli baar bhi, uske gale mein latki sunehri zanjeer aur moti ka laocket dekha. Har dafa jab Salar ne usse dekha to wo chadar mein lapeti hoti thi - rang alag hote the lekin wo hamesha isi tarah pehenti thi. Usne kabhi uske shakl, uske jism ke baare mein nahi socha tha.

"Main apne paon par paani khud dalungi." Wo khadi hui aur paani se bhari balti Salar se le li. Wo kuch qadam peeche gaya aur usay dekhta raha, maftoon ho kar. Uski dilchaspi us waqt khatam hui jab usne wuzu mukammal kiya; usne uski ghadi usay di.

Wo dono us kamre ki taraf chal diye jo aadmi ne bataya tha. Usne pehle hi kone mein jaye namaz bichha di thi. Imama khamoshi se aage barhi. Kamre mein kuch kursiyan aur ek chhoti stool bhi thi. Salar ko foran samajh nahi aaya ke ye kamra kis kaam ka tha; phir wo doosri taraf ke khidki jaisi counter ki taraf chala gaya.

"Do cup chai le aao ," usne wahan ek ladke se kaha jo farmabardarana sar hilate hue chulha jalane laga. Salar phir kamre mein wapas aaya. Imama ne apni namaz shuru kar di thi. Woh ek kursi par baith gaya aur apne paon table par rakh kar usey namaz parhte hue dekhne laga. Usne socha ke Imama apni haalat dekhte hue, rona shuru kar degi dua mein-yeh to ummed thi. Lekin, uski mayoosi ke liye, usne aisa kuch nahi kiya. Hath uthaye, woh aram se kuch dair tak dua karti rahi, phir apne chehre par hath pher kar, khari ho gayi. Salar ne gehri saans li aur nazar hata li.