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

Chapter 5.2

Us raat Salar ne bohot dair tak Imama ke baare mein socha—Imama aur Jalal ke baare mein. Usay yaqeen tha ke wo dono ab tak shaadi kar chuke honge, kyun ke Sikandar se talaaq ke papers mil gaye thay. Halankeh Salar ko pata tha ke uske barhawa dene ke bawajood, Jalal Imama se shaadi karne ko tayyar nahi tha, phir bhi, usay laga ke jab Imama Jalal ke dar pe aayi hogi, to Jalal usay inkaar nahi kar saka hoga. Imama ne usay mana liya hoga.

Imama waqai bohot khoobsurat thi: Jalal uska muqabla nahi kar sakta tha. Uska khandaan mulk ke ameer tareen aur taqatwar khandanon mein se tha. Koi bewaqoof hi hota jo apni haalat ke bawajood, Jalal ki tarah, itni munafa bakhsh tajwez ko radd karta. Ya shayad, wo waqai us se mohabbat karta tha. Jo bhi tha, Salar ko yaqeen tha ke unhon ne shaadi kar li thi aur ab Hashim Mubeen ki pohonch se door kahin chhupay hue thay—ya shayad, Hashim Mubeen ne unko dhoondh liya tha.

“Mujhe waqai us ke baare mein maloomat karni chahiye,” usne socha, lekin agle hi lamhe, usne apne aap ko daant diya. “Khuda ke wastay Salar—kya farq padta hai agar uske walid usay dhoondh chuke hain ya nahi?” Lekin uski curiosity kam nahi hui aur wo hairan tha ke usne Imama ke baare mein pata karne ki koshish kyun nahi ki ke uske walid us tak pohonche hain ya nahi.

"Mein Venus Edward hoon," ladki ne kaha, apna haath aage barhati hue. Jab Salar library ki shelf se kitaab utha raha tha, wo uske qareeb aayi.

"Salar Sikandar," usne jawab diya, uska haath milate hue.

"Mujhe pata hai—tumhe apna ta'aruf dene ki zaroorat nahi," usne garmjooshi se jawab diya.

Salar ne nahi kaha ke usay apna ta'aruf dene ki zaroorat nahi thi: usay apne pachaas classmates ke naam aur chehre se waqfiat thi. Iske ilawa, wo har ek ka mukhtasir se bio-data ghalti ke baghair suna sakta tha. Wo Venus ko hairan kar sakta tha ye keh kar ke wo New Jersey se thi jahan usne do saal ek beverage company mein kaam kiya tha, aur usne marketing mein degree hasil ki thi. Wo Yale mein doosri degree ke liye thi aur Salar se kam az kam paanch se chay saal badi thi. Halankeh apne qad aur physique ke bawajood wo badi lagti thi, lekin asal mein wo class mein sab se chhota tha, aur wo wahid tha jo apne MBA degree ke liye bina kisi kaam ke tajurba ke parh raha tha. Sab ke paas kuch saal ka kaam ka tajurba tha, lekin Venus ko abhi ye sab batana uski umeedain barhane ke barabar tha.

"Agar mein tumhe coffee pe dawat doon?" Venus ne pucha.

"Toh mein tumhari dawat qubool karunga," usne jawab diya.

Wo hans padi. "Toh chalo chalte hain." Salar ne kandhe uchkaaye aur kitaab ko wapas rakh diya.

Wo cafeteria mein baithe aur kareeban aadha ghanta baatein karte rahe. Ye Venus ke saath uski pehli mulaqat thi. Kisi bhi ladki se ta'alluq banana Salar ke liye mushkil nahi tha—wo ye bohot asaani se kar leta tha aur is martaba Venus ne pehla qadam uthaya tha is liye aur bhi asaan ho gaya tha.

Sirf teen ya chaar mulaqaton ke baad, usne Venus ko apne flat mein raat guzarne ki dawat di aur usne foran maan liya. Wo aksar class ke baad saath waqt guzaarte aur dair raat ko uske flat wapas aate.

Salar kitchen mein un dono ke liye drinks bana raha tha; Venus casually apartment ka jaiza le rahi thi. Phir wo counter ke paas aayi.

"Maine socha tha ke tum akelay rehte ho to yeh jagah gandi hogi. Magar mujhe kehna parega, tumne ise bohot achi tarah rakha hai. Kya yeh tumhari adat hai ya tumne mere liye khaas taur par saaf kiya hai?"

Salar ne uske glass ke samne rakha aur jawab diya, "Yeh mera tareeqa hai, main hamesha is tarah rehta hoon." Usne aik sip liya aur glass rakh kar uske qareeb aa gaya.

Wo us par muskurayi jab usne apne haath uske kandhon par rakhe aur usay apni taraf kheench liya. Phir wo aik dum ruk gaya jab usne dekha ke ek moti sona ke haar mein uski gardan ke ird gird jhoom raha tha. Wo hamesha yeh pehenti thi magar pehle usne kabhi nahi dekha tha kyun ke wo hamesha sard mausam ki wajah se high-necked kapde pehenti thi.