USRI YUSRA [ROMAN URDU VERSION]

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کِسٹ نمبر 6

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dharti par khizaa utri hui thi. darakhto ke pattay jhar rahe the. hanza gehra khushk lag raha tha. har shai rang badal rahi thi. aik rang is ka bhi tha. safedi mein ghulta siyahi mein badalta, nafrat se uljhta rishto mein bhatakta, uska apna rang.

Rishta khoon ka tha, magar khoon se ziyada ahem dada ke liye izzat aur Waqar tha. doulat aur status tha. shohrat aur Naik nami thi. woh har kaam ba qaida mansooba bandi ke tehat karte the, aur har chaal mein apni Maslehat ko muqaddam rakhte the.

Jamila dawood ke jane ke teesre din unhon ne uska dakhla boarding school karwa diya tha. mamlat pehlay se tay the, sar anjam ab diye ja rahe the.

Jamila ki judai, phir ajnabi jagah par ajnabi mahol mein adjust hona uske liye hargiz aasaan nahi tha. nafsiati tor par bohat disturb ho gaya tha. padhai mein uski karkardagi sifar ho kar reh gayi thi.

woh apne class fellows se baat nahi karta tha. apne teachers ko jawab nahi deta tha. kayi baar head office mein uski haazri ho chuki thi. kayi baar uske ghar rabta kya ja chuka tha.

principal yaqeenan Azam Shirazi ke janne wale the, woh uske samne hi call karte, baat karte masla batate. kuch sunte, kuch samjhte aur phone band karte hi usey jane ka ishara kar dete. aur phir wohi routine wo hi aziat, wohi ghutan, wohi khauf aur wehshat bhara ehsas.

woh sambhal jaye ga, yeh sab ka khayaal tha wo sambhal nahi raha tha, yeh aik haqeeqat thi. aur is haqeeqat tak pounchne ki koshish koi nahi kar raha tha.

andar hi andar ghatte marte hue usne faisla kar liya, woh Shirazi mansion ab kabhi nahi jayega. Holidays mein bhi nahi. zindagi aisi hai to phir aisi hi sahi, woh bhi jaise zid par utar aaya tha.

itwaar ki aik subah Agha Ali aaya to uske sath Dr. mustafa bhi the. poore teen hafton ke baad unhe dekh raha tha. mamool ke bar aks usne koi garam joshi nahi dikhayi thi, na haath milaya, nah uth kar un ke gale laga. aik faasla qaim rakhe woh faasle par hi khada raha tha.

woh sarsabz lawn mein bench par baith gaye the. samne school ki imarat aur harey bharay darakhton se ghirey khail ke maidan tha. Bacche khailte kudte phir rahe the.

"Aap yahan kyun aaye?"

Wohi liya diya sa andaaz ke mein to aap ko jaanta hi nahi.

"Kya mein nahi aa sakta?"

unhon ne herat ka izhaar Kiya.

"Nahi!"

apne sweeter ki pockets mein usne muthiyaan bhinch li.

labo par madham si muskurahat liye woh jhuk kar usey baghore dekhne lagey. woh pehle se bohat se ziyada kamzor lag raha tha. rangat zard thi. hont khushk aur be rang the. yaqeenan woh kayi dinon tak bimaar raha tha.

"Hum dono best friends hain faris!" unhon ne yaad dilaya.

"Hamari dosti ab khatam!"

"Dosti khatam?" Dr. mustafa ko sadma pouncha.

"Ham ne to itne wade kiye the yaar! friend for ever hai ham."

bhanwain sukde woh zara si khafgi ke sath kahi aur dekhne laga. goya dosti baghair kisi wajah ke khatam ki ja rahi. magar wajah thi. dr. mustafa samajh chuke the wajah kya thi. woh kyun is andaaz se baat kar raha tha.