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bus ahistagi se rinti huwi us sheher mein dakhil ho rahi thi.....us ne apne dil  ko pursukooon patey huwe bhi hazar ghamoo me uljha huwa mehsus kiya....kuch bey sukooni ...kuch taskeen.....wo bus key sheshe wali side par betha huwa tha....barish ke motey motey qatry sheshay se takra rahey they...us ne apne sath betey larke ko dekha jo aaram se us ke kandhey par sar rakh kar so chuka tha...wo be ikhtiar muskuranya......aik dafa phir wo barish ki taraf mutawajja huwa tha....sheshey par aab barish ke qatrron ke bajaey aik manxar waxeh ho raha tha.....un manazir me wo khud thud aur sath aik khoobsurat ankhoon wali larki....                                                   ........................................................................................................................                                               bay yaqini ki intiha par pohanch kar uss ne suna ke kal raat us ke baap ka inteqal ho gaya.....abeera saktey ki kefiyat mein ghar me jama huwe logo ko dekhti rahe....ansu ka aik qatra bhi us par meharban nahi huwa tha...wo bas dard aur taklif se sirf aik baat soch rahi thi......''aisa kesy ho sakta hai''........wo zameen par jam kar bethi rahi aur koi us ko keh raha tha kay aa kar apney baap ka akhri deedar kar ley......akhri deedar..??? .......''nahi ye nahi ho sakta'' wo aik dam se apni jaga sey uthi thi......phir kabhi apni roothi huwi  maan ko ghinghori kabhi cheekhtein huwi behno ko pukarti.......'' ye nahi ho sakta  ....aisa kesey ho sakta hai yaqeen karein ami...noreen ....koi to meri baat samjhe ... wo apni abeera ko chor kar nahi jaa saktey...ye kese ho sakta hai.......'' wo ab dheere dheere kanp rahi thi..kuch  log aa kar us ke baap ko ley kar jaaney lagey....phir us ki sari chekein dab gaein...sare ansu sokh gaye....wo na cheekh saki naa ro saki.....haan dil kesi yateem bachey ki tarha mehroom o tanha mehssos kar raha tha....dil jese na chate huwe dharak raha tha....wo aab hosh ki duniya se khud ko miloon door mehssos kar rahi thi....koi bar bar us ke kaan me keh raha tha......''tum meri mout ko asan kyun nahi banati kyun chahti ho key mein seney me tumhara gaham..........ley kar qabar me utara jaoon .........''         ye dil bohat hi mazboot hai apna                                                                                                                                               aaj dard ki inteha ko cho kar bhi darakta raha ..                                                                                                                      .........................................................................................................................................                     

bus s shehar mein dakhil ho chuki thi....wo shehar uss larkey ke liya ajnabi naa tha.....use apni manzil maloom thi....                                                                                                                                                                                            .........................................................................................................................................................                  aaj abeera ayaz ke bap ko iss duniya se rukhsat huwe daswan din tha leikin  takleef thi ke khatam honey mein nahi aati thi ....sara ghar aik ajab si khamooshi me dooba huwa tha...aik wehshat si thi jo mahoool me pheli thi.....har shakhs ki uss shakhs se alag alag yadein jurein thein aur har aik bas sari duniya ko bhool kar us aik insan ko sochtey they jise wo aab kabi nahi dekh paengay .....maghrib ka waqt khatam hone ke qareeb tha....abeera kamre me akeli bethi thi....janey aur sab kahan they...lagta tha uss aik shakhs ke sath sab logon ka dil bhi chala gaya ...aur ab sab baghair dil ke khali seena liye phirtaein hein....lekin abbera kuch aur soch rahi thi....kuch alag.....us ka ab koi irada nahi tha ye bay rang zindagi jene ka                                                                                                                                                                         ''umar ...ye sab tumhara qussor hai ...naa tum yun jatey ..na me tumhare liye apni zindagi tabah kar ke apne bemar aur bhoorey bap ko dukh deti...umar me tumhey kabhi maaf nahi kar sakti ....tum bure ho umar .....boht  bure....'' wo tassawur mein umar sey baat kartay kartay ro pari...lekin umar to chup tha.....wo chup kyun ho gaya tha ...wo bolta kyun nahi tha.....wo karb se soch rahi thi....kyun hun mein iss duniya mein...kiya maqsad hai mera ...kyun hun mein .....abbera ke pas umar nahi ,apna bap nahi...to wo zinda kyun hai ....kis liya....wo dheere dheere kamre se bahir nikal rahi thi..us ka rukh kitchen ki taraf tha.....wahan ki halat bhi intiha sey xida kharab thi lekin use parwa nahi thi....us ne hath mein churi li aur ultey qadmoo wapas kamre men agai ....''abeera ayaz sahiaba ....ab sara dukh khatam hone ka waqt hai....us bewafa insan ka intezar khtam ho jana chahiye ..ab tumhe ghamon se azad hona chahiye.....'' wo karb mein mubtala apne aap se mukhatib thi.....                                                          us ne churi apni darakti huwi nabz par kafi sakhti se rakhi ...phir ankhein sakhti se band kar kr churi ko hath par pheer diya ....aik abshar sa hath se ubalne laga ...khoon ka ......wo kuch deir us ko talif se dekhti rahi phir dheere dheere khoon nazar ana band ho gaya ....apney karahney ki awaz bhi ghaib ho gai ....andhera tha aur wo thi....                                                                                                                                                              ...............................................................................................................................................                           ''abeera ''koi us par ghuka huwa tha aur us kan naam bar bar pukar raha tha.....wo iss awaz ko pechanti thi ...boht meethas thi iss awaz  mein .....pukarney ka andaz bhi boht khoobsurat tha....wo ye awaz pechanti hai lekin use achey tareke se yaad nahi aa raha.... phir us ne dheere dheere sey apni ankhein kholne ki koshish ki .....pukarne wala ab mohabbat se us ki ankh kholney ki koshish ko dekh raha tha....pehle ankh kholney par kuch waxeh dekhai nahi de raha tha ...phir ahista ahista manzar wazeh ho raha tha...wo aik hospital ke room me thi....ami aur saba bed sey kuch dur kharein thein aur shayad ro bhi rahein thien ....lekin us ke bed ke bilkul samney khara huwa shakhs ......wo ankh chapakna bhool gai ...wo inteha sey ziyada haseen tha  .......wo us ko dekh kar muskura raha tha ..shayad ke kuch pooch raha tha ...us ki tabiyat ke bare me ....lekin wo to us ke deedar mein aisi khoi thi key usey awaz tak nahi aa rahi thi lekin achnak .....us par wehshat tari huwi ...jab yaqeen agya tha key ye khwab nahi haqaiqat hai to us ne uthne ki koshish ki ...wo us insan ko mar dena chati thi ...........       FROM UR WRITER                                                                                                                                                                               HOPE U LIKED IT ..THE CHAPTER IS  DEDICATED TO ARFAIN ..... I HOPE U ARE WITH ME GIRL ...JAXAKALLAHU KHAIRAN KASSERA TO ALL REDEARS........AND DO TELL ME ABOUT THIS CHAPTER ....

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