U R D U P R O S E - Sairaab

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Baaz dafaa azmaeeshein khaufnak,badsoorat shakal me nahi aati. Wo bahot hi khoobsoorat si,bani sanwari dikhti aati hain humari zindagiyon me. Aur azmaeeishon ka ye khol sabse mohlik saabit hota hai. Kyunke, umooman koi insaan badsoorati ya aankhon ko na bhane wali cheezon ke taraf garweeda nahi hota. Balke aisi cheezon se aksar faasla rakha jaata hai. Unse hifazat ke wazeefe padhe jaate hai. Lekin khubsoorati aur chamak insaan ki basaarat ko hypnotize karti hai. Use baki har shay se andha kar deti hai.,aur aisi azmaeeshein insaan ko apni taraf kheenchti hai. Jaise purkashish sa aaseb ho koi. Dil ke tamanna par haavi hoti hai, shehwat bhi paida karti hai. Phir chahe wo maal ho, unche makaan ho, nafs ki parastish ho ya koi khushshakal shakhs ho. Chamakdaar panno me lipte ye imtehanaat kuch dayr tak nafs ko apne andar aise uljhate hai ki, duniya ke baki har simt andher nazar aata hai. Bas ek wo chamak hai, jo aankhon aur dil ko khaira kiye hue hai. Phir jab kisi haraam darakht ke phal ki tarah insaan use choo le, ek dafaa uske fareb me aakar apni zaat par zulm kar baithe , phir jaise har soo andhera phail jaata hai, aisa andhera ki apna aap bhi siyaahi me ghula nazar aaye. Apna wajood us kaalikh ka hissa lagne lage. Dimagh ke parde par ek jhamake se dastakh hoti hai, dil buri tarah bilagne lagta hai. Wo ehsaas ke, aankhon ko andha karne wali chamak me, humne noor ki roshni ko kho diya. Wo dil katne ka dard, jo is inkashaaf par hota hai, ki jiske takkoob me humne milon chalkar apna waqt zaaya kiya, wo mehaz ek toote sheeshe ka kanch tha. Koi gohar nahi. Wo kaanch jo humare chhoote hi siyaah ho gaya. Uski chamak khatm hogayi, aur wo kisi saanp ki tarah humare poron me dhanskar hume zakhmi kar gaya. Kisi khnajar ki tarah humare imaan me pevast hokar, use majrooh kar gaya hai. Ye duniya ka badtareen ehsaas hai. Bahot badtareen. Humara kul asaasa,wahid khazana jaise lut gaya ho.
Quran ki kahaniyan hume baar baar is khatre se aagah karti rahin, lekin hum unhe mehaz kahaniyan samjhkar nazarandaaz karte rahe. Yahi to hua tha Lut AlayhisSalaam ke saath, unhe Allah ne ek khubsoorat, haseen o jameel farishte se azmaya tha. Lekin wo us chamak se andhe nahi huye, unke dil me noor ki roshni ne azmaeesh ki chamak ko maandh kar diya, hatta ke wo bhuj gayi, Bi'idhnillah.
Yusuf AlayhisSalaam ko azeez ki biwi ne apne husn ki taraf mayal karna chaha, lekin unke muttaqi dil ne apna kaabu na khoya, shehvat me khudko sawaar na hone diya. Bi'idhnillah.
Firawn ki azmaeesh uski saltanat thi, taaqat aur hukmrani ka nasha. Aur wo usme itna andha hogaya ki khudko khuda kehne laga. Aur phir uska anjaam aaj bhi ibrat ki misaal hai. Aur ye bhi Rabb ki marzi se hi hua.
Phir hum kyun inn kahaniyon se sabaq nahi lete ?
Hum in tamaam baato ka ILm hote huye bhi nematon me chhupi azmaeeshon ko dekh nahi paate. Humari khoobsoorati hume maghroor bana deti hai. Humare maal o daulat hume riyakaar bana dete hai. Humara Ilm hume logon ko neecha dikhane deta hai. Humari auladen humari majboori ka sabab ban jati hai. Hum Na Mehram ki chah me Haraam kar baithte hai. Hum kyun sabaq nahi lete ? Hum baaz dafaa kyun bhul jaate hai, ki ye dilkash nematen humari sabse badi azmaeeshein hai. Wo jo hume gunaah ke sire par laakar khada kar deti hai, aur hum bekhabar hote hai jabtak wo chamakti cheez hume jala na de.

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