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

Chapter 6.4

Salar Pakistan mein aik ilaqai conference mein shirkat kar raha tha jo ke United Nations ke tehatt mun'aqid hui thi. Woh Pearl Continental mein reh raha tha. Usay aik institute of Business Management mein lectures dene thay aur Furqan ke sath apne school ke kuch mamlaat hal karne thay.

Yeh Lahore mein uske stay ka teesra din tha. Usne jaldi dinner kiya aur kuch kaam ke liye hotel se bahar nikal aaya. Shaam ke saat baj kar tees minute ho rahe thay jab Mall Road par uski gaari ka tire puncture ho gaya. Driver ne gaari se utar kar tyre dekha aur phir Salar ke paas aaya aur bola, "Sir! Stepney nahi hai. Main aap ke liye taxi laata hoon." Lekin Salar ne usay rok diya.

"Nahi, main khud taxi bula lunga," Salar ne kaha, gaari se utarte hue. Usne dekha ke kuch taxis kuch faaslay par parking lot mein khari hain. Salar uss taraf dekh raha tha jab aik gaari uske paas achanak ruki. Gaari ulat disha se aayi thi aur Salar ne footpath par chalte hue usmein baithe shakhs ko foran pehchan liya.

Woh Akif tha jo driver seat se utar raha tha. Kuch saal pehle Lahore mein woh uski zindagi ka hissa tha. Akif aur Akmal: woh zyadatar unke sath hi rehta tha, aur Akif ab Salar se itne saalon baad mil raha tha. Usne sab ko chhod diya tha. Wapas Pakistan ya Lahore aane par bhi usne unse raabta nahi kiya. Unhon ne baar baar usse raabta karne ki koshish ki lekin unki koshishon ke bawajood usne unse doori banayi rakhi. Ab, itne saalon baad, wo achanak uske samne aaya tha.

Salar bohat tension mein aa gaya. Akif ne bohat garmajoshi se uska istqbaal kiya.

"Salar! Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha ke yeh tum ho... tum itne saalon tak kahan chupay rahe? Tum ghaib ho gaye thay! Kahan ho tum, dost, aur yahan kya kar rahe ho? Tum bilkul badal gaye ho - tumhare baal kahan gaye? Tum Lahore kab aaye? Tumne mujhe bataya kyun nahi ke tum aa rahe ho?" Usne sawalon ki bochar kar di. Usne Salar ke thanday rawayye ko nahi dekha. Salar jawab de bhi nahi paya tha ke Akif phir bola, "Mall Road par kya kar rahe ho?"

"Gaari kharab ho gayi aur main taxi lene ja raha tha," Salar ne samjhaya.

"Tum kahan ja rahe ho, main tumhe chhod deta hoon," Akif ne garmajoshi se kaha.

"Oh nahi, main taxi le lunga - yeh bas yahin hai," Salar ne jaldi se kaha.

Akif ne uski baat nahi mani. "Chalo, andar baitho," aur usne Salar ko kheench kar gaari mein bitha liya. Salar parishan tha lekin usne mana nahi kiya, magar usay kaafi uljhan mehsoos ho rahi thi.

"Tum Amreeka padhai karne gaye thay, aur phir suna ke wahan naukri mil gayi. Ab yahan Pakistan mein kyun wapas aaye ho?" Akif ne poocha, gaari chalate hue. "Tum yahan chutti manane aaye ho?"

"Haan," usne bohot mukhtasir jawab diya taake wo khud ko nikaal sake.

"Aaj kal kya kar rahe ho?" Akif ne poocha, gaari chalate hue.

"United Nations ke aik agency ke liye kaam kar raha hoon."

"Yahan kahan reh rahe ho?"

"PC mein..."

"PC mein kyun? Tum mere ghar aa sakte thay ya mujhe bula sakte thay. Tum kab aaye?"

"Kal."

"Phir tum mere saath ghar chal rahe ho. Hotel jaane ki zaroorat nahi hai."

"Nahi; main kal Islamabad wapas ja raha hoon." Salar ne asaani se jhoot bol diya-wo Akif se chutkara pana chahta tha. Uski mojoodgi usay pareshan kar rahi thi-ya shayad woh guzray waqt ki yaadon ki wajah se tha.

"Agar tum kal Islamabad wapas ja rahe ho to mere saath ghar chalo. Hum saath dinner karenge," Akif ne dawat di.

"Main bas das minute pehle hi khana khaya hai."

"Phir bhi, mere saath ghar chalo. Main tumhe apni biwi se milwata hoon."

"Tumhari shadi ho gayi?"

"Teen saal pehle; aur tumhari?" Akif ne poocha. "Tumhari shadi ho gayi?"