𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘈 𝘗𝘰𝘦𝘵

08

Arisha

Maine apni aankhein kholi.

"Ya Allah khair!" Sirf ek pal guzra tha, aur ek tez, gehra dard mere sir ke andar ghoom gaya, jaise kisi ne wahan ek hammer chala diya ho. Duniya aas paas ghoomne lagi. Maine apne haath se apna sir daba kar bed par baithne ki koshish ki, par har harkat ek naye dard ka ehsaas dilane lagi.

Kuch seconds tak sab blurry raha, dheere dheere cheezein nazar aane lagi. Yeh toh mera hotel room hai...

Main sidhi hokar baith gayi.

Ek ajeeb si jalan meri gardan se utar kar gale tak pahunchi. Pyaas. Jaise gale ke andar koi registan utar aaya ho. Maine apni nazar tezise apni side table ki taraf ghumaai-wahan ek glass aur pani ka jar rakha tha.

Par wahan sirf pani nahi tha.

Ek aurat ek kursi par sikud kar so rahi thi. Uska jism bilkul cashew nut ki tarhan modha hua tha, jaise sardiyon ki raat kisi ne bina blanket ke kaat di ho. Aur uski naak par betha chashma... vo kisi bhi waqt girne wala tha. Bas ek second ki der thi.

Maine halki awaz me kaha, "Lubna uth."

Bas ek halki fiza me bikharne wali awaaz. Koi asar nahi.
Phir maine thoda zor se kaha, "Lubna uth na!"
Koi reakshan nahi.

Itni gehri neend mein kaise hai yeh?
Or yeh yahan so kyun rahi thi?

Mujhe samajh nahi aaya. Lekin abhi mujhe pani ki zaroorat thi. Maine apna haath pani ke jar ki taraf badhaya, par jaise hi maine pani ka glass uthaya, wo mere haath se chhut kar zameen par gir gaya!

"SPLASH!"

Lubna ek jhatke se uth gayi, jaise kisi ne uske upar balti bhar kar paani daal diya ho. Uski aankhein ek pal ke liye khuli, phir shock me aur bhi badi ho gayi.

Uski harkat se chashma bhi neeche gir gaya, seedha usi jagah jahan pani gira tha. Aur bina dekhe Lubna ne uspe apna paon rakh diya. "CRACK!"

Bas. Bechara naya chashma tut gaya.

Agar mujhe yeh uthana hi tha, toh shayad pehle glass fekna chaiye tha, phir Lubna uth jaati.
Huh! Jab zaroori ideas chahiye hote hain tab nahi aate, par baad me aa kar dimag kharab kar dete hain.

Mera sir phir se chakrane laga. Yeh itna dard kyun ho raha hai?

"Arisha! Tu uth gayi?" Lubna ki awaaz excitement aur tension ka ajeeb sa mix tha. "Ya mere Khuda, shukr!"

Mujhse zyada baat nahi ki gayi. Maine sir jhukaya aur apni pyaas ki taraf dhyaan diya.

"Lubna, paani de de." Mera gala jaise jala ja raha tha. Main apna sir pakad kar aankhein band kar li.

"Haan, yeh le, ruk!" Lubna ne jaldi se pani ka glass bhara aur mere aage badha diya.

Maine glass le liya. "Tu theek hai?" Uske chehre pe pareshani thi.

"Haan, bas sir dukh raha hai." Maine halki si muskurahat dene ki koshish ki, par uska asar uske chehre pe nahi pada.

Usne ek pal ke liye mujhe dekha, fir uski aankhein aur choti ho gayi, jaise andar koi aag jal rahi ho.

"Tujhe nahi pata kya hua?"

Maine confusion me use dekha. "Kya ho gaya, Lubna?"

Par usne koi jawab nahi diya. Bas ek gusse se bhari nazar daali aur bina kuch kahe room se bahar chali gayi.

What the hell? Maine kuch galat kaha kya?

Pani peene ke baad bhi pyaas khatam hone ka naam nahi le rahi thi. Jaise yeh sirf ek normal pyaas nahi thi... jaise ek ajeeb sa khauf mere gale me atka pada tha.