jannat ke pattay...[Leaves Of Paradise]

part 93

Muskurahat ke saath bata raha tha. Laghari uncle aur Waleed ke saath bhi woh khushdili se mila tha, lekin woh dono

istifaamiah nazaroo'n se Sulaiman sahib ko dekh rahe the.

"Okey, hamen officially pak kar liya gaya tha, is liye maine seen ko mana kar diya tha." Jahan ne muskurakar sir ko

jhatka diya, phir nigaah Laghari uncle ke sawaaliya tasurataat par pari to jaise jaldi se wazahat di.

"Main Jihan Sikandar hoon, Sulaiman mamaun ka bhanja aur damaad. Hayaa ka har band!"

Mar mara ka samundar ek dam aasman tak utha aur kisi thaal ki tarah us par andeel diya gaya tha. Woh is bochhaar mein bilkul sunsi hui Jihan ko dekh rahi thi jis rishte ke mutalliq na poochhne ki usne qasam kha rakhi thi, is rishte ka iqrar yun is manzarname mein hoga, isne kabhi tasawwur bhi nahi kiya tha.

"Damaad? Oh i see!" Laghari uncle ne bimushkil muskurakar sir hilaya, phir ek nazar Abba par daali, jo lamhe bhar ko gung rahe gaye the, magar jald hi sanbhal gaye the.

"Mujhe khushi hai Jihan! Ke tum aaye." Halankay woh is ke aane ke bajaaye kisi aur baat par khush the.

"Sorry Mamoon! Mujhe pehle aana chahiye tha aur agar ab bhi nahin aata to Hayaa ne mujhse saari zindagi baat na karne ka irada kar liya tha." Usne muskurakar kehte Hayaa ko dekha, woh jo Abba dheere se muskuraaye. Jaise woh dono hamesha se hi aise

ideal couple ki tarah baat karte rahe ho.

Waleed Laghari ke chehre ki muskurahat phir yun ghaib hui ke woh dobara na muskuraska. Baad mein woh muhtaat andaz mein saara

waqt apne baap ke saath baitha raha. Woh apne samne, apne baap aur shohar ke darmiyan ladki par ab nazar daalne

ki jurat nah kar raha tha.

Is saah par Jahan ne in teeno'n mehmanon ki bohot achhe se tawadu' ki. Top Qapi aur Aya Sophia (Museum) ki raah

dariyon mein unko saath liye woh ek achhe guide ke faraiz anjam de raha tha. Aaj Istanbul mein Hayaa ka pehla din tha,

jab woh bohot itminan se Jihan ke pehlu mein chal rahi thi.

"Tum un dono'n ko hotel drop karke Abba ko ghar le jana, main khud hi ghar aajaoongi. Abhi mujhe yahan kuch kaam

hai." Wapsi ke waqt usne Jihan se dheere se kaha tha. Woh shanay achka kar bina i'tiraz ke saath chala gaya.

Un ke jaane ke baad woh Neeli Masjid ke gate ke andar chali aayi. Usay yahan koi kaam nahin tha, usay bas kuch waqt

ke liye tanhai chahiye thi. Masjid ke aahate mein sabza zaar par paani ka foarah ahl raha tha. Unchay gumbadon par chhaon si thi. Woh sir jhukaye

rosh par chalti andar ja rahi thi.

"Andheron par andheray, is ke upar lehr. Is ke upar badal."

Is ke qadamoo'n mein thakaawat thi. Is shakhs ki si thakaawat jis ka sair ab use andheron mein dhakail deta hai. Zindagi ke bees saal ek dhoke mein guzaar dene ke baad aaj us ko pehli baar laga tha ke woh sab sirf

ek sair ab tha. Chamakti reit jise woh ab hayat samjhi thi.

"Aur nahi banaya jis ke liye Allah ne noor, toh nahi hai us ke liye koi noor." Andar is azeem ul shaan haal mein woh ghutno'n ke gird bazuon ka halqa banaye, thodi un par jamaaye saari duniya se la ta'alluq
baiti thi.

"Toh nahi us ke liye koi noor..."

Usne hamesha apni marzi ki thi. Usne hamesha apni marzi kar ke ghalt kiya tha. Usne bohot dafaa Allah ko "na" ki thi. Usay kabhi is baat se farq nahi padta tha ke Allah use kaisa dekhna chahta tha. Woh hamesha wahi bani rahi jaise woh khud dekhna chahti thi.