jannat ke pattay...[Leaves Of Paradise]

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Isi dauraan mein Aba agaye. Wo ab pehle se zyada sambhle hue lag rahe thay. Uske zakhm par ek kapra bandhnay ke baad Aba usay ghaseetay hue bahar le gaye. Wahan ek ghora khara tha. Usay bimushkil ghode par oondhalad kar

Aba ne bhag thaam liya. Wo bhi sath hi ho gaya. Raat ka waqt tha, har su sunata tha, maheb tareeki.

Aba farm ki pichli taraf agaye. Wahan bade se kachay sahn ke beech mein fawara bana tha. Aba do bade belchay kahin se le aaye aur zameen khodne lage. Usne bhi belchay thaam liya. Wo unki madad karne laga. Kaafi der baad jab gaddha kho gaya to

Aba ne bimushkil us laash ko utar kar gaddhe mein dala.

Aba! Kya yeh mar chuka hai? Wo matnud bazab tha. Wo bol utha. Unhon ne usay zara hairat se dekha.

Haan! Yeh mar chuka hai, nah saans hai nah dhadkan.

Yeh kaun tha Aba?

Mati daaltay hue lamhe bhar ko wo ruke, jaise faisla kar rahe hoon ke usay batana chahiye ya nahi, magar phir batane ka faisla kar

liya.

Yeh pak spy tha, aur mazeed koi sawal nahi.

Jihan ne asbaat mein sar hila diya. Wo mazeed koi sawal kar bhi nahi raha tha. Uski nigahein us siyah posh shakhs par jami

thi, jis par ab Aba mati gira rahe thay.

Bila shubah wo is duniya ka khoobsoorat tareen aadmi tha.

Pak spy. Pakistani jasoos.

Wapsi pe Aba ne kamaal maharat se tamam nishanat saaf kar diye. Thorhi si der mein kamar aivon ho gaya jaise wahan kuch huwa hi na ho. Cheezein durust karte hue Aba ne pata nahi kyun phir se dar lagne laga tha. Jab tak wo aadmi qareeb

tha, uska saara khof zaail ho gaya tha, magar jab wo dafan ho gaya to wo khof phir se aawed kara agaya. Aba ne har nishan mitta

dala, mummy ko bhi kuch pata nahi laga saka.

Magar usay yaad tha, dada kehte thay, insaan jis jagah pe jo karta hai, us jagah uska asar chhor jata hai. Aasar hamesha

wahi rehte hain. Wo kehte thay ke yeh surah yaseen mein likha hai. Wo yeh bhi kehte thay ke insaan jo bolta hai, uske alfaaz hawa mein thair jaate hain. Aasar bhi nahi mite.

Is pak spy ke aasar bhi uske zehan pe, us kamray ke farsh pe aur fawaray ke sang mar mar pe naqsh ho

chuke thay.

Agley teen roz wo bukhar mein phunkta raha. Ek ajeeb sa ehsas ke koi usay pukar raha hai. Fawaray ke sath kachay sahn ki qabar se koi usay awaz de raha hai. Wo keh raha hai ke uska badla zaroor diya jayega, yeh ehsas har shay pe haavi thi.

Tab pehli dafa usay wahi manzar khawab mein dekha. Haqiqat mein woh usay dafna kar agaye thay, magar khawab mein hamesha yun dikhata ke jab woh dafna kar palat te hain to woh qabar se usay pukarta hai. Khoobsurat saher angaiz si awaz. Magar alfaaz usay samajh mein nahi aate. Wo bohot madham, mubham sa kuch kehta tha, wo kabhi na jaan paya ke woh kya kehta tha lekin tab bhi

usay lagta tha ke shayad woh batara hai ke uska badla zaroor liya jayega.

Wo log jald hi Antakya chhod kar Adana chale aaye. Yahan se wo kuch arsey baad Qunya muntaqil ho gaye aur jab wo barah baras ka hua, tab char baras ki khana badoshi ke baad wo Istanbul waapas aaye. Mummy ne bataya ke ab unhein hukumat ne
ijazat de di hai aur yeh ke ab wo araam se Istanbul mein reh sakte hain.

Magar araam se wo tab bhi nahi rehne lage thay. Mummy waise hi job karti thi, albata unubad late ja rahe thay. Wo pehle

se zyada muztarib aur char chare rehne lage thay. Kabhi kabhi wo ghuse mein itne beqabu ho jate ke usay lagta, wo