Fiza

“Agar aise bahar chalogi toh nazar lag jayegi.” Tazeem ki sher-shayari alfazon se Fiza ka chehra khil utha.

Tazeem usko apne dost k restaurant mein leke jaa rha tha jahan usne saare intezaam kr rakhe the.

Ek khaas sajawat thi uss hall mein. Fiza k liye gulaab k guldasta se Tazeem ne swagat kiya tha. Balloons aur phoolon se sajake Fiza se mohabbat ka izhaar kiya jaa rha tha.

“Yeh bahut pyaara hai, Tazeem. Mujhe yeh sab bahut pasand aaya. Aapke saath har lamhe khushnuma ho jaate hai.” Fiza izhaar krti gayi. Har mann ki baat kehti gayi. Yeh sab Tazeem k aankhon ko thandak de rha tha.

Kuch lamho baad khana aa gaya. Fiza k pasandida kebabs aur biryani. Fiza ki khushi dekhke Tazeem dil se khush pursukoon tha. Fiza ko uske andhere maazi se aakhir usne bahar nikal hi liya tha.

Jab kuch meetha khane ki baari aayi, kuch log galti se uss hall mein ghus gaye jo sirf Tazeem aur Fiza k liye thi.

“Arre Fiza!!” Woh awaaz hi kaafi thi Fiza k chehre se khushiyan chhenne k liye.

Yeh woh log the jo khud ki beti ko khush dekhna chahte hai pr kisi aur ki beti ko nhi. Jinke ghar ki bahuye khula leke chali gayi, unhe samajh hi nhi aaya unmein kya galtiyan hai.

“Arre beta, aapne kahan shaadi kr li. Yeh ladki panauti hai. Pehle iske walidein iski hirasat k liye ladte hue ek dusre ko maar diye, phir har rishta isko inkaar krke chala gaya. Aap kaise fas gaye beta. Isse achchi toh meri beti hai. Tumhe humesha khush rakhegi, khayal rakhegi tumhara.” Fiza ki pados wali aunty bas bolti gayi. Yeh nhi socha ki Fiza bhi ek beti hai. Khud ki beti hote hue kisi aur ki beti ko aise kaise keh sakte hai log?

Fiza gusse mein uthi pr Tazeem ne uska haath thaam liya.

“Aapka koi haq nhi banta meri biwi k baare mein kuch bolne ka. Apni hadd paar nhi karein. Fiza ki izzat par sawal uthana matlab meri izzat par sawal uthana. Aur main aise mamlo mein bahut bura hun. Mujhse bachke rehna.” Tazeem ne uthi awaaz mein gussa jataya. Tazeem ka haath abhi bhi Fiza k hatahon ko thama hua tha. Usne Fiza ki or dekha aur use saath le gaya.

Car mein Fiza ne ek sawal poocha, “Aapko itna yaqeen kaise hai mujh par?”

Tazeem ne Fiza ki or dekha aur ek gehri saans lete hue kaha, “Mohabbat mein saboot nahi maange jaate.”

Ghar pahunchke pata chala, Ammi aayi hui thi. Tazeem, Fiza ko wapas khush dekhna chahta tha jo Ammi k aane se khwaish poori ho gyi. Ammi uske liye tohfe layi hui thi aur dher saara pyaar bhi. Yeh dekhke Tazeem dil se khush tha, pr woh khushi chehre pe nazar nhi aa rhi thi. Uss pados aunty ki baaton ne Tazeem ko yeh ilm karaya ki Fiza ne kitna saha hai apne bachpan se uss nikah k din tak.

Tazeem ka sar dhukne laga tha. Woh tel leke kamre se bahar Jaa rhi raha tha ki Fiza ne poocha,

“Aap kahan jaa rhe hai?”

“Ammi k paas. Champi karane…”

“Main kr dun?” Woh 3 lafz kaafi the Tazeem k chehre mein muskurahat laane mein.

Woh khushi khushi Fiza k saamne baith gaye. Champi krte krte use Fiza k makhmali haaton se maujza mehsoos hua. Mohabbat bhari hui aur dard bhi gayab.

Agle hi shaam ko, Tazeem business silsile mein bahar jaane wale the. Fiza ne sab tyaariyan kr li thi. Yeh dekhke Ammi badi khush thi. Tazeem Fiza ka khoob khayal rakh rhe the aur Fiza bhi.

Ammi ki meeting thi aur woh bhi thodi der mein nikal gyi. Yeh pehli baar tha jab Fiza akele Ghar pe thi. Work from home k chalte, waqt beet gaya.

Woh bistar pe araam kr rhi thi ki achanak bahut tez pet dard hone laga. Usse saha nhi gaya.

Haathon mein phone tha isiliye turant Tazeem ko call kiya.

“Tazeem. Kuch kariye…Hospital…” Fiza bas itna hi bol paayi. Dard badhta gaya. Usse saha nhi jaa rha tha. Yeh dard use pehle bhi hue the pr usne nazarandaz kra hua tha. Painkiller khake theek jo ho jaati thi.

“Ammi…” Tazeem ne Ammi ko call kiya. Ammi sheher k bahar thi. Aane mein ghanton lagta. Magar unke padosi achche the. Kinza, single mother, apni beti, Iqra k saath rehti thi. Kabhi kabhi Iqra ki Nani bhi rehne aati thi. Woh Fiza ki dost jaisi ban gyi thi. Aur Iqra, Fiza k saath khela krti thi.

Darwaza khula aur Kinza madad k liye aa gayi.

Tazeem airport pe khada hua tha. Flight aa gyi thi. Yeh wahi manzar tha jab pichli baar Fiza aur woh dono juda ho gaye the. Tazeem woh dubara galti nhi krna chahta tha. Fiza ko zindagi se dur jaane ka soch bhi nhi sakta tha. Kya woh buisness deal itni ahem hai ki apni biwi k saath khada nhi ho sake jab use zarurat hai? Bas yehi sawal ne uska faisla badal diya.

Kinza ki madad se Fiza hospital admit ho gyi. Appendicitis ki surgery hone wali thi. Nhi krte toh complications ho jaata. Ammi bhi hospital pahunch gyi.

“Allah tumhe sehatmand banaye meri bachchi.” Duayein padhte hue Ammi ne Fiza ka sar pe boosa diya. Fiza surgery room jaane hi wali thi ki usne apni naam ki pukaar suni.

“Tazeem!” Fiza ne uska naam pukara. Dard mein bhi woh khush thi ki Tazeem uske saath tha.

Surgery k dauran, Tazeem namaz mein duayein maang rhe the. Apni mohabbat ki salamati maang rhe the, uski sehat aur rehmat ki dua mang rhe the.

“Ameen” bolte hi, Tazeem ko khabar mili ki Fiza behtar hai.

Shukriya krte hue namaz padhi aur phir Tazeem apni Fiza se milne pahunch gaye.

Pehle dua padhke uske upar fooka, phir poocha,

“Tum theek ho na?”

“Ji, Alhamdulillah…” Fiza ki halki muskurahat hi kaafi thi Tazeem k liye.

Khaane se leke har kaam k liye Tazeem khidmat mein saath tha Fiza k.

Raat ko sote hue, halki neend khuli toh Fiza ne Tazeem ko sajdon mein rote hue dekha. Duayon mein khud ka naam sunke, Fiza ne Khuda ka shukriya kiya. Aur Tazeem k liye duayein maangi.

Mohabbat shor se nahi hoti,

yeh toh khamoshi mein mehsoos hoti hai..

Dheere dheere dil mein utarti hai,

aur phir zindagi ban jaati hai..