Ek chhote se sheher ke ek mohalla mein, mai Aman apni zindagi ke haseen lamhon ko jeeta tha. mera ghar chhota tha, lekin sapne bade. mai har subah apni chhat par khade hoke nayi duniya ko dekhta, lekin jo cheez mere dil ko sabse zyada mehsoos hoti thi, wo thi meri padosan, Riya.
Riya meri duniya thi, bina bole bhi har baat keh deti thi. Jab bhi wo apne ghar ki chhat par kapde sukhane aati, mai uspar se nazar nahi hata pata. Dheere dheere,hum dono ke beech ek chhupi si baat-cheet hone lagi thi—jo aankhon se shuru hoti aur muskurahat par khatam. humari mulakaat kabhi nahi hui thi, lekin ek doosre ke khayalon mein kho jana ab aam baat thi.
Raaton ko mai uss mod par sochta jahan Riya ko apne kareeb mehsoos karta. mere khwabon mein Riya thi, mere alfaaz mein bas uska zikr tha. Ek din, maine thaan li ki ab bas, mai apne jazbaat Riya ke saamne rakhkar rahega.
Ek din subah, jab mai apni chhat par khada tha, usne dekha ki Riya akeli khadi thi. Aaj kuch alag tha; wo bhi meri taraf hi dekh rahi thi. maine apni himmat ikatthi ki aur chhoti si chitthi likhi:
“Mujhe nahi pata tum kya mehsoos karti ho, lekin jo jazbaat mere dil mein hain, wo beinteha hain. Har din tumhe dekhna mere din ka sabse haseen pal hota hai. Kya tum mere jazbaat ko samajh sakti ho?”
Wo chitthi meri zindagi ka sabse bada risk thi. Lekin mai tayar tha. Usne chitthi ko ek patang ke dhage se bandha aur usse Riya ki chhat tak uda diya.
Riya ne chitthi uthai aur padh kar thoda muskurayi. Uski muskurahat ne Aman ke dil ko tasalli di, lekin wo nahi jaanta tha ki is muskurahat ke peeche chhupi hui kuch aur kahani bhi thi. Kuch dino tak dono ke beech aankhon se hi baatein hoti rahi. Riya ne kabhi jawab nahi diya, lekin uska ye chhupa pyar mujhe jeene ki wajah deta raha.
Lekin ek din, Riya ke ghar ka mahaul achanak badal gaya. Meri chitthi unke haathon mein aa gayi thi. Us din jab Riya apni chhat par aayi, to uske chehre par gham tha. mai samajh gaya tha ki kuch to gadbad hai. Raat ko jab Aman so raha tha, tabhi Riya ke ghar se cheekhon ki awaaz aayi. Usne dekha, Riya ke gharwale uspar chilaye ja rahe the.
Agli subah, jab mai bazar gaya, tab mere peeche kuch log aaye aur bina kuch kahe usse zameen par gira diya. “Tu kaun hota hai meri beti se pyar karne waala?” Riya ke pitaji aur bhai mujhe ko maar rahe the, jaise ki maine koi bada jurm kiya ho. mujhe ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki ye sab kyun ho raha hai, lekin mera bas itna hi kasoor tha ki maine Riya ko chaha tha. Usne pyar kiya tha, jo ab gunaah ban gaya tha.
Maar pitayi ke baad, mai apne ghar waapis aaya, lekin ab wo purana Aman nahi raha. mera dil toot chuka tha. Kuch dino baad usne suna ki Riya ki shaadi kisi aur se hone wali hai. Us raat, mere ke dil ke tukde tukde ho gaye. Riya ki shaadi hui, lekin mai apni duniya se kat gaya.
Waqt beeta, lekin mere liye waqt wahi ruk gaya tha jab usne apni chitthi Riya tak bheji thi. Har raat us chitthi ke alfaaz uske dimaag mein gunjte rahe. Shayad zindagi ne mere ke liye kuch aur hi socha tha, lekin us din se mere dil mein pyar ek chhupi kahani ban kar reh gaya.
Riya apni nayi zindagi mein khush thi, ya shayad wo khush dikhne ki koshish kar rahi thi, ye mai kabhi nahi jaane wala tha. Lekin uski zindagi us chitthi ke saath khatam ho gayi thi—ek pyar jo kabhi adhoora reh gaya……………….next part coming soon
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