Fiza

Tazeem k din-badin mushkil ho rhe the. Ek anjaan call, ek anjaan message aur baar baar milne wale khat uske dil mein ajeeb si dehshat paida kr rhe the. Woh har roz isi silsile mein ghar se jaldi nikalne lage the. Yeh pata lagana bahut zaruri tha ki aakhir use darana kaun chah rha hai? Uss din ek aur khat uska daftar pe intezaar kr rha tha.

“Maine dhund liya tumhe” Yeh alfaaz padhte hi Tazeem ke haath thande pad gaye. Woh samajhna chahta tha ke aakhir kaun tha jo uski zindagi ke itne qareeb aa chuka tha. Isi silsile mein usne ek detective ko call kiya.

“Ji, Mr. Winston.”

“Ji…ji…Shukriya aapka.”

Tazeem ne saare khat aur call recordings unhe bhej di thi. Ek hafte yunhi guzar gaya. Har roz baichaini rehti thi.

“Aakhir woh hai kaun?”

Yeh sawal Tazeem ko Fiza se thoda dur rakhne laga tha. Woh use pareshaan nhi krna chahta tha. Pr Fiza ki tabiyat nasaaz hoti jaa rhi thi. Ultiyan aur pet dard use pareshaan kiya jaa rha tha.

Ammi Fiza ko le jaane k liye tyaar thi, pr Fiza ne apne Nano k dost se dawai manga k kha liya tha. Use pehle se araam tha pr tab bhi dard kum nhi ho rha tha.

Aur isi wajah se woh akele doctor ko dikhane chali gayi.

Uss pal, Tazeem use hospital se lene pahunch hi rha tha ki tab use dubara anjaan message mila.

“Biwi ko badi khuli chhoot de rakhi hai. Woh jaisi dikhti hai, waisi hai nhi…”

Yeh padhke hi Tazeem ko bahut gussa aaya. Tazeem ko pehle laga koi mazaak kr rha hai. Pr ab use shaq hone laga tha ki koi uski biwi ko qareeb se jaanta hai. Unke zindagi k har kadam pe uski nazar hai. Tazeem ko yaad tha woh pados aunty ki baatein. Isiliye usne Winston ko unke peeche lagaya tha. Pr wahan se bhi kuch suraag nhi mila.

Winston k mashware pr usne apni biwi ko nigrani mein rakhna shuru kr diya.

Hospital jaake Fiza ne kuch jaanche krwayi thi. Kuch zaati haalaton k wajah se doctor jaldi chali gyi thi isiliye dubara do din baad bulaya tha.

Do din baad, Fiza jab phirse akele bahar nikli, toh appointment ek ghante aage badh gye the. Usi waqt pe nikalne k bawajood, Fiza mall ki aur chal padi.

Tabhi Tazeem k paas phirse message aata hai,

“Tumne badi galti ki hai ispe vishwas krke. Bahut bura fase ho tum.”

Tazeem phirse gusse mein tha aur Fiza ko call kiya,

“Main araam se chali jaungi… aap fikr na karein. Ab mujhe raaste yaad ho gaye hai…” Fiza call pe Tazeem ko rahat ki saans lene keh rhi thi. Pr dil ki baichaini ab bhi Tazeem ko mehsoos ho rhi thi. Fiza pehli baar akele mall aayi thi. Woh Tazeem aur Ammi k liye kuch kapde tohfe mein dene wali thi. Khareedari krte krte, Fiza ko chakkar sa aane laga. Use laga kuch khane se theek ho jayega. Pr tabiyat aur bigadne lagi.

Appointment ka waqt bhi qareeb isiliye auto se hospital pahunch gayi.

Udhar Tazeem aur Winston, Fiza ka peecha krte krte mall mein ghoom rhe the. Tabhi Winston ko ek khabri ne itlaa di kuch tasveeron k saath.

“Iss ladke ko pehchante ho?” Tazeem ki aankhein badi ho gyi thi. Asaan tha uss ladke ko pehchanna jo Fiza ki zindagi se khel rha tha.

“Jaanta hun. Fiza ko bahut tang krta tha. Uski badnami iske wajah se hi hui thi.” Tazeem ne Winston ko gusse dabate hue bataya.

“Aur yeh aadmi aapke ghar k darwaze pe 4-5 baar dikha hai iss hafte CCTV camera mein.” Winston ne CCTV camera k tasveeren dikhayi. Tazeem ko apni aankhon aur kaanon pr yakeen nhi ho raha tha.

Tabhi Tazeem k paas ek aur message aaya,

“Bacha sakta hai toh bacha le. Teri biwi meri hai!”

Uske saath chats ki screenshots the. Usko padhte hi Tazeem ka khoon kholne laga. Woh apna aapa kho baitha. Use yakeen nhi ho rha tha ki Fiza aisa kuch kr sakti hai.

‘Fiza use ghar ka patah kaise bata sakti hai? Aisa nhi ho sakta hai. Jo use saalon tak nhi dhund paya, woh ab kuch mahino mein yahan kaise pahunch gaya?’ Sawalon ka sailaab uske zehen mein daud rha tha. Uska dimaag khud k kabze mein nhi tha.

Wahan Fiza ko doctor ne muskurate hue kaha,

“Mubarak ho, Fiza. Aap ammi banne wali hai.”

Fiza ka dil bahut khilkhila utha. Uske saare dard gayab ho gaye the. Woh jald-se-jald Tazeem ka chehra dekhna chahti thi yeh khushkabri batate hue.

“Pr aapko khudpe bahut dhyan rakhna hoga. Aapko placenta previa stage 2 hai. Pregnancy asaan ho sakti hai agar aap araam kre. Dhachke se, zyada bhari saman uthane se, zyada kaam krne se, stress se, yeh sab aapke bachche k liye achcha nhi hai. Aur abhi 2-3 mahine araam nhi kiye toh bachcha kho bhi sakti hai aap…Ehtiyaat bartana hoga aapko..”

Sakht agaah krte hue Doctor na Fiza ko samjhaya.

Fiza bahut khush thi aur khayalo mein ghum thi. Usne surprise plan banaya Tazeem k liye. Khareedari kaam aa gyi thi. Bas kamre ko thoda sajake, khushkabri ka ailaan krne wali thi.

Lift se nikalte hi, Fiza ne chabi purse se nikali aur ghar ka darwaza kholne hi jaa rhi thi ki peeche se awaaz aayi,

“Kaafi waqt ho gaya, Fiza…”

Uska jism sakt ho gaya. Uski saanson ka nizaam bigadne laga. Woh dheere se palti. Wahi ladka

“Yahan kyun aaye ho tum?”

“Tumhare liye..”

“Nhi!!”

Khunkhaar jaanwar ki tarah woh shaks aaj phir shikaar krne aaya tha,

Maazi k panno mein dafan har zakhm abhi bhi zinda tha,

Sehm gyi rago mein khoon uski awaaz sunte hi,

Saamne maujood tha woh darinda, uski rooh ki sukoon chheenne aaya tha..