Meri zindagi mein uska aana ek khwab tha, ek sapna jise dekhkar mujhe apni khushiyon ka pata tha. Uske muskurahat mein meri khushiyan simat gayi thi, uske saath bitaye palon ne mujhe ek nayi dunia dikhayi thi.
Par kya kismat saath nahi deti kabhi humein? Usne chod diya mujhe akela, usne tod diya mera dil beech safar mein. Uski ek chhoti si baat ne mere pyaar ko tod diya, jaise koi toofan aa gaya ho meri zindagi mein.
Uske jana ke baad, har raat mujhe uski yaadon ne sataaya. Har subah mujhe uska chehra yaad aaya. Uski muskurahat, uski baatein, sab kuch mere paas tha par phir bhi usse door tha.
Maine socha tha ki main usse bhool jaunga, uski yaadon ko apne dil se mita dunga. Par har koshish bekaar thi, har lamha uska saaya mere saath tha. Uske bina mera jeena adhoora sa lagta tha.
Din guzar gaye, mahine beet gaye par uska gham mere dil se nahi gaya. Uski yaadon ne mujhe ek aisi duniya mein le gaya jahan sirf uski kami mahsoos hoti thi. Uske bina guzara har pal mere liye ek saja ban gaya.
Shayad ishq mein dard hi likha tha mera, shayad meri mohabbat ki kahani mein sirf afsos chhupa tha. Par fir bhi main usse pyaar karta hoon, uske bina adhoori hoon, uske bina adhuri meri kahani hai.
Aaj bhi uski yaadon ne mujhe raat bhar sataaya, aaj bhi uska chehra mere aankhon ke saamne ghoom raha hai. Par ab maine faisla kar liya hai, main uske liye nahi rukunga. Main aage badhna chahta hoon, apni zindagi mein nayi khushiyan laana chahta hoon.
Shayad woh waqt door nahi jab main uski yaadon se mukt ho jaunga, shayad ek naya savera mere liye intezaar kar raha hai. Par ek baat hai jo maine seekh li hai, pyaar karke khona bhi ek anmol anubhav hota hai, jise bhoolna asaan nahi hota.
Isiliye main usse shukriya ada karta hoon, usne mujhe pyaar ki jhalak dikhayi, usne mujhe jeene ka maza sikhaaya. Ab main yaadon se nahi darta, ab main uske bina bhi khush hoon.
Meri kahani shayad aam nahi hai, par yeh meri zindagi ki sacchai hai. Pyaar ka dard, pyaar ki yaadon ka sath, yeh sab mere dil mein bas gaya hai. Par main aage badhna chahta hoon, umeedon ke saath aur sapnon ke rangon mein rangna chahta hoon.
Shayad kahaniyon mein har baar khushiyan nahi hoti, shayad zindagi ne kuch aur socha hai mera. Par ek baat hai jo mere andar hai, woh hai umeed, umeed ki ek nayi shuruat, umeed ki ek nayi kahani.
Isiliye aaj main yeh likh raha hoon, apni dil ki gehraiyon se, apne dil ki awaaz ko sunne ke liye. Aur shayad, shayad kahin na kahin uska bhi yehi intezaar hai, ki main usse bhool kar aage badhun, ki main apni zindagi ka agla padaav shuru karun.
Mujhe maloom hai ki safar mushkil hoga, par main tayar hoon. Main tayar hoon apni kahani ke agle panne ko khud likhne ke liye, apne aap ko dubara banane ke liye. Kyunki har kahani ka anth nahi hota, har kahani ke agle panne mein nayi umeed hoti hai.
Aur isi umeed ke saath, main apne aap ko samjhaata hoon, ki pyaar ka dard bhi ek khubsoorat ehsaas hai, pyaar ki yaadon mein bhi khushi chhupi hoti hai. Shayad yehi mera asli pyaar ka matlab hai, asli khushi, asli mohabbat.
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