Humdard

Humdard- 2

Continued.

"Tu mujhe Ziddi aise hi nahi kehti. Mai tujhe dhundke rahunga Sana. SidNaaz ko koi alag nahi kar sakta" he said determined.

"Apni shawl chod sakti hai, matlab samajhti hai ki mai usse disconnect nahi kar paunga. Parr ziddi toh woh bhi hai? Two can play this game Mrs. Shukla."

He put all his sources and all his contacts at work to know about Sana. But it was like she vanished in thin air. No one saw her, no one knew about her.

Finding her was difficult than he expected, in the one long month he did all he could but nothing seemed to work. He knew dhe was a smart women, if she decided to not let him find her she will make sure she leaves no clue which can reach him.

He closed his eyes as he sat down with her shawl. He read her letter again. It was surprising how he by now could recite it word to word but it still made him cry. There is something special in her.

Mai jaa rahi hu Sidharth. Kahi door, mere hone ki vajah firr dhundne.

"Mere hone ki vajah dhundne? Uske hone ki vajah phirr dhundne! Phirr... Matlab jaha usse apne hone ki vajah mili thi... Shit shit shit... Dalhousie! Jaha usne jeena shuru kiya... Jaha usse freedom mila! Vahi hogi woh..." his eyes shot up at realisation.

"Aman, book me tickets to Dalhousie as early as possible. " he called his manager.

"Sana you will have to get back." he smiled hugging her shawl.

He packed his essentials and by morning he left for dalhousie. Entire time in the flight all he could think was of Sana.

Flashbacks

Sid was doing his regular duty to entertain Sana.
"Acha Sana bata, pahado wali jagah ya beaches?"

"Pahad. Mai choti thi na tabse Dalhousie mai rehti thi school ke liye. Tabse mujhe pahad bohott pasand hai. Jab meri school mai break hota tha mujhe ghar aane ka mann hi nahi karta tha. Toh papa ne waha mere liye ek chota sa ghar khareeda tha. Chota sa ek room tha, mera apna ghar. Mai vaha rehti thi break mai aur sirf kuch din ghar jaati thi." she laughed.

"Toh abhi yaad nahi aati?"

"Tab na mere gharka concept tha jaha mai Shehnaaz ban ke jee saku aur abh mere ghar ka concept hai jaha mera dil ho, jaha mera Sidharth ho." she kissed his cheek.

"Sana ek din hum pakka dalhousue mai ghar lenge, chuttiyo mai vaha jayenge rehne." he kissed her back.

Flashback ends

He got off the airport. The city was still around 20 km away from the airport. He took the taxi, he knew roughly where she stayed in her childhood. His sharp memory helped as he had heard her father talk about that house.

His journey began and he now knew why Shehnaaz loved Dalhousie so much. It was beautiful.

The car was stuck due to dome traffic so he devided to look out to different people.

He saw a couple stand by the bus stop, probably waiting for the next bus. The lady was pregnant, the guy kept wiping her face.

Lamha lamha tere bin jiya na jaaye re
Dekhun har jagah main bas tere hi saaye re
Lamha lamha tere bin jiya na jaaye re
Dekhun har jagah main bas tere hi saaye re

The was lifting the bags and was probbky tired. The women was feeding him little munchies. They looked so much in love. He couldnt help but imagine them in that sitution.

Main toota hua saaz hoon
Tu meri awaaz tha
Likhi thi jahan zindigi
Tu meri kitaab tha

He let his tears flow softly as he missed her, but his heart knew she was here.