Fiza

“Kya aapko yeh Nikah qabool hai?” Fiza ki aankhein apni pariwar ko dekh rhi thi. Andar hi andar apne waliden ko yaad kr rhi thi. Ek gehri saans leke usne Tazeem ki or dekha.

“Tumhe yeh krne ki zarurat nhi hai…” Kuch lamho pehle ki baatein use wapas sunai de rhi thi.

“Zarurat hai… Main tumhe akela nhi chhod sakta…Main dubara woh galati kabhi nhi kr sakta jo maine uss din airport pe ki thi…Tumhari Izzat e salamat ka gawah hun, main nibhaunga…”

Unn lafzon ne Fiza ko ek himmat di thi.

Qazi Saheb ne phirse poocha, “Kya aapko yeh Nikah qubool hai?”

“Ji qubool hai…”

Fiza aur Tazeem k jawab se uske pariwaar mutmain ho gaye the.

“Mubarak ho” Nano, Nani, Mamu aur pariwar ne dono ko gale lagake mubarak di.

Bahut dino baad, Nano ne apni Fiza k chehre mein halki muskurahat aur noor dekha. Fiza ki aankhein pal-pal Tazeem ko nihaar rhi thi. Use yakeen nhi ho rha tha ki Tazeem ne 2 saal baad uske saath nikah kr liya. Woh andar hi andar bahut khush thi.

Tazeem, Bangalore se Bhopal aaya hua tha Fiza ki shaadi mein. Aur iss wajah se rukhsati k intezaam mein thode badlav aaye. Tazeem ki Ammi ko jab yeh khabar mili, woh turant dosto k saath ghoomne k bajaye unhe pehle Bhopal walimah k liye le aayi. Jiss hotel mein nikah hua, wahin teherne ka intezaam kiya gaya.

Dono kamre mein aaye aur araam farma rahe the. Tazeem bistar pe lete hue aur Fiza kursi pe baithi thi. Fiza ek gehri soch mein thi. Bhale hi Tazeem se nikah ho gaya, pr aage kya. Woh jaanti thi unn 2 saal ki judai aur shikwe abhi bhi dono mein maujood the.

Woh kuch faisle sunana chahti thi.

Tabhi Tazeem k hasne ki awaaz aayi.

Fiza ne uski taraf aankhein badi krte hue dekha.

“Itni mohabbat mujhse ki mere hi naam k ladke se shaadi krne jaa rhi thi tum…” Tazeem ki hasi nhi ruk rhi thi. Shaadi k card pe khud ka naam dekhne k wajah se hi uska dil kiya Fiza ko dur se ek aakhiri baar dekhna ka. Aur kismat ne unhe mila diya zindagi-bhar k liye.

Fiza muh banayi aur sar k dupatte k pins hatane mein lagi hui thi.

“Fiza, kuch toh jawab dein?” Jab kamre mein khamoshi chha gyi, tab Tazeem ne poocha.

“Aisa kuch nhi hai…” Fiza ne aankhein dikhate hue jawab diya.

Tazeem muskura rahe the aur kahe,

“Keh do ki mujhse mohabbat abhi bhi krti ho... Jaise pehle krti thi…” Tazeem ki baaton se Fiza ko maazi k woh pal yaad aa gaye jab gusse mein Fiza ne use bahut bura bola tha.

“Tumhari harkato k baad, bilkul bhi nhi.” Fiza apne kaam mein magn thi.

“Achcha suno…” Tazeem, Fiza k kareeb aaye. Aur kaan k paas kaha, “Bahut khoobsurat lag rhi ho.”

Fiza k chehre se gussa gayab ho gaya. Woh mann hi mann muskura rhi thi.

“Achcha, main madad kr dun?” Tazeem ne ijazat li.

“Hmm…”

“Yeh ‘Hmm’ kya hota hai?” Tazeem ne poocha.

Fiza ne mudke Tazeem ki taraf dekha aur bola,

“Hmm ka kya matlab hota hai, tumhe bahut achche se pata hai, Tazeem.”

“Aapko pata hai na ki ‘hmm’ alag alag qism k hote hai…haan ya sochke bataungi?” Tazeem ne badi shaistagi se poocha.

Yeh sunke Fiza ki hasi nikal aayi. Tazeem khush tha ki ab Fiza usse bejhijhak hoke baat karegi.

“Chaliye ab madad krein!!” Fiza k kehne pe Tazeem ne apne haathon se Fiza k sardard theek kiya.

Kuch lamhe baad, Fiza aur Tazeem bistar pe araam farma rahe the. Fiza k mann ki baat use baichain kr rhi thi.

“Mujhe tumse ek baat kehni hai, Tazeem…” Fiza ki baat sunke, Tazeem baith gaya aur uske taraf dekhne laga. Dono ki aankhein mili.

“Tazeem, ek wada kariye mujhse… ki mera dil kabhi nhi todenge. Tum mujhe bachpan se jaante ho, main kaisi hun, mera maazi, mere waliden, mere rishtedaar, tum sab jaante ho. Mujhse wada karein ki aap kabhi woh dard mujhe nhi denge jo maine maazi mein saha hai. Main aapki taraf se aisa kuch nhi chahti. Mere baare mein mujhse behtar aur koi nhi jaanta hai, toh jo bhi janna hai mujhse pooch lena pr kisi aur se nhi…Main sach bataungi…Tum jaante ho yeh baat… wada kariye mujhe…” Fiza ne apni saari uljhan aur dil ki baatein keh di. Tazeem ek ek lafz sun rhe the. Usne haami bhari aur kaha,

“Main wada krta hun…”

Fiza muskura di.

“Aur mujhe bhi maaf kr dena.” Tazeem apne maazi ki galtiyon ki maafi maang rha tha.

“Uss din airport pe…”

“Chhodiye woh baatein. Tumne aaj woh galti nhi ki. Ab nayi zindagi ki shuruaat hai. Maazi ko bhool jaate hai.” Tazeem aur Fiza ek dusre ko dekhte hue muskura rhe the.

Agli subah, Tazeem ki Ammi aur unki doste aa gyi. Bahut rasm aur tasveeren khichwane k baad, Walimah ka waqt ho gaya. Ammi ne Fiza k sar pe pallu rakha aur mathe ko boosa diya

“Meri yehi khwaish thi ki tum meri bahu bano, Fiza. Tum nhi jaanti kal raat main itni khush thi ki neend mere aankhon se gayab thi. Main bahut khush hun tumhare aane se.” Fiza ne muskurate hue Ammi ko gale laga liya.

Walimah k kuch ghanton baad, Rukhsati thi. Airport pe sab Fiza ko alvida kehne aaye the.

Rote rote, gale lagate hue, bado ne duayein di.

Aur kuch ghanton baad, Fiza ne apne naye ghar mein tashreef rakhi. 2BHK flat mein Tazeem apni Ammi k saath rehta tha. Ammi adhiktar rishtadaaron ya doston k yahan milne jaati thi. Aur saath hi unke boutique k silsile mein bhi. Ek NGO se judi thi isiliye madad krte hue yahan, wahan jaana laga rehta tha. Ab Ammi bhi pursukoon thi. Tazeem ka saath dene k liye Fiza thi.

Ek hafte hone ko aa gaya tha, ek zaruri kaam k silsile mein Ammi ko Hyderabad jaana pada. Mauke ka faida uthate hue, Tazeem Fiza ko chhedhte rehta tha.

Jaise hi Fiza apne kamre se bahar aaye, Tazeem gaane lagta tha,

“Kahan se yeh Fiza aayi…” Fiza tang aa jaati thi Tazeem ki harkaton se.

Ek baar nakli chhipkali se Fiza ko poore Ghar daudata raha.

“Tazeem, nhi kro yaar!!” Fiza buri tarah chillai.

Ek subah, Fiza nashta bana rhi thi. Magar galti se ek sandwich jal gaya. Tazeem jalne ki bo se bahar aaya aur hasne laga.

“Main soch rha tha aaj main naashta banaunga aapke liye. Surprise hota pr aapne hi mujhe hairat kr diya…”

“Aisa kuch nhi hai bas ek sandwich hi jala hai…” Fiza ne aankhein dikhate hue kaha.

Tazeem ne uske gaal kheeche aur kaha,

“Meri pyaari Fiza.”

“Tazeem!”

Tazeem gudguli krne lage.

Fiza ka khila chehra aur haste hue dekhke Tazeem ne kaha,

“Tum haste hue zyada sundar lagti ho…Aise hi khush raha kro…”

Qismat ke faisle ajeeb hote hain,

kabhi tod dete hain, kabhi jod dete hain.

Jo haath chhod dete hain beech raaste mein,

wahi kisi aur ke naseeb mein likh diye jaate hain.