jannat ke pattay...[Leaves Of Paradise]

part 103.2

Yeh woh scene hai jahan ek shakhs ne dusre se kaha, "Tum ... tum amanat kise kehti ho?" Dusri shakhs ne jawab diya, "Amanat la kar Z... tum un hi ki baat kar rahi ho na? Hum left luggage (eLeft Luggage) la kar Z ko luggage amanat boltay hain."

"Nahi."

"Oh... left luggage la kar Z! Usne be ikhtiyar mathay ko chhua. Woh la kar Z jahan log samaan mahfooz kar ke chale jaate hain ke baad mein utha lenge? Usay yeh khayal kyun nahi aaya ke yeh chabi kisi left luggage locker ki bhi ho sakti hai?"

"Hale.... hale... woh tezi se uske qareeb aayi. Tumhein pata hai, sasli mein amanat la kar Z kahan honge? Uski baat pe halle matanzar bazu si sochne lagi. Sach kahun toh mein ne kabhi Istanbul mein koi public locker try nahi kiya, magar umuma railway stations par left luggage hote hain. Tum sasli ke stop par dekhna, shayad wahan koi mil jaaye. Taqsim ke niche do poore metro stops. Yeh woh jagah thi jahan koi amanat la kar tha. Usne zehan mein us peheli ko code kiya.

Sasli ke metro stop par mamooli ki gahma gahi thi. Woh purs kandhay pe latkaye bahut par aitmaad tareeqay se chalti ticket counter tak aayi.

Assalamu alaikum. Mujhe kuch samaan dump karna hai. Luggage amanat kis taraf hai? Usne sarsari andaz mein la kar Z ka poocha. Us liye ke woh mushtaba na lage, usne yeh nah batana hi behtar samjha ke kisi ne us ke liye amanat rakhwai hai.

"Madam! Yahan is stop mein toh koi left kar nahi hai."

"Kya matlab? Yahan koi left kar nahi hai?" Usne achnbhe se ard gird nigaah doraai.

"Jab se mein yahan kaam kar raha hoon, tab se toh is stop pe koi left kar nahi hai. Shayad pehle hote honge. Aap ko pata hai Nain ElYoun ke baad Europe ke bahut se railway stations se left luggage khatam kar diye gaye thay. Mumar Turk clerk ne tafseelank batai."

"Acha! Uska dil mayoosi mein doob gaya. Taqsim se metro mein sawar hone ke baad woh pehle station pe nahi utri, phir dosre, yani sasli pe utar gayi. Taqsim se metro line ka aghaz hota tha. Metro ek hi simt mein jati thi, so do ... Puray stops ka ikhtitam sasli pe hi hota tha.

"Aap ko samaan rakhwana hai toh mere paas rakhwa dein phir baad mein le leejiye ga." Woh jaane lagi toh clerk ne bohat khuloos se peshkash ki.

"Nahi, koi zaroorat nahi hai. Mein uthaloon gi." Usne shaoori tor par purse ko zara mazboot pakad liya. Bas mujhe jawahir se zara si shopping karni hai, humein pinch kar loon gi. Uski awaaz mein wazeh mayoosi thi. "Acha, aap jawahir ja rahe hain? Toh phir aap samaan wahi rakhwadijiye ga. Balkay... woh zara saar ka... jawahir mein amanat la kar Z hote hain. Woh internse ke qareeb hi bane hain. Waqai? Woh jhatke se wapas palti thi. "Amanat la kar Z? Jo chabi se kholte hain?"

"Aray mam! Woh zamane gaye, jab la kar Z chabi se kholte thay. Saltanat Turkey ab taraqqi kar chuki hai. Turk burday ne bohat fakhr se gardan utha kar kaha. Hamare amanat la kar Z bar code se kholte hain."

"Of course! Hayya ne ghehri saans li aur muskurayi. Allah taraqqi yafta saltanat Turkey ko salamat rakhe! Bar code!" Usne samajhte hue sar hilaaya.

Baal akhir usay sare bread crumbs milte ja rahe thay.

Sasli ke stop se ek direct exit thi jo jawahir mall mein khulti thi. Woh maal mein aayi aur tezi se un loker Z ki taraf lapki jo daakhli hisse ke qareeb hi bane thay. Ek deewar pe phelay narangi la kar Z, jaise kitchen cabinets hote hain. Sab pe ek ek number likha tha. Usne purse se chabi aur bar code seep nikali, aur poore aitmaad se chalti la kar Z ke qareeb aayi.

Wahan khara guard be ikhtiyar usay dekhne laga.

Hayanay wahan la kar Z ki machine ka tareeqa dekha. Usay pehle loker number type karna tha. Wahan bane keypad pe usne 6 ka hindsa dabaya. Yehi hindsa us ki bar code ki receipt ke chaar kono mein likha tha. Yehi la kar number ho sakta tha.