Chuttiyon Ka Safar, Aur Ek Nayi Duniya Ka Aghaz”
Mera naam Shazia hai. Main Lahore ke ek respectable gharane se belong karti hoon. Us waqt meri umar 20 saal thi, aur main A-levels ki student thi.
Yeh waqia do saal pehle ka hai — jab main apni badi behen Nazia ke gaon gayi thi. Unki shadi 6 mahine pehle Farooq naam ke ek zameendar ke bete se hui thi.
Bachpan se hi mujhe chupke se dekhna pasand tha — maa-baap ke pyaar bhare lamhe. Ek baar maa ne mujhe isliye daant bhi di thi, lekin main kabhi nahi mani. Main hamesha se curious rahi hoon — khaas karke rishton, mohabbat, aur zindagi ke chhupay hue pahluon ke baare mein.
Jab Nazia ki shadi hui, toh maine soch liya — garmiyon ki chuttiyon mein zaroor unke gaon jaungi. Aur phir Nazia ne khud hi mujhe bulaya:
“Shazia, garmiyon mein yahan aa na… tujhe hamari zindagi ka ek naya rang dikhaoon gi.”
Maine khushi se haan kar di — na sirf behen se milne ke liye, balki isliye bhi ki mujhe naye rishte, naya mahaul, aur shayad kuch aise lamhe dekhne the jinhe maine pehle kabhi nahi dekha tha.
Jab main wahan pahunchi, toh dopahar ka waqt tha aur garmi bahut tez thi. Main ne naha kar taza kapde pehne, phir lunch kiya.
Tabhi Farooq bhai aaye aur hum sab ne saath mein khana khaya. Woh bohot khush-mizaj, shaista aur pyaar karne wale insaan the. Khane ke baad woh phir kheton ki nigrani ke liye chale gaye.
Ghar? Nahi… yeh toh ek chhota sa haveli thi! Do manzla, khoobsurat baghon ke beech, kheton ke kinare bani hui. Gaon mein aisi imarat dekh kar main hairan reh gayi.
Nazia ne mujhe apne kamre ke sath wale kamre mein theraaya — jiske bilkul paas hi unke devar, Ayub ka kamra tha.
Ayub mere se 1.5 saal bare the, Punjab University mein parhte the, aur chuttiyan bitane gaon aaye hue the.
Pehle din thakawat ki wajah se main jaldi so gayi.
Agli subah, 5 baje, Nazia ne mujhe jagaya aur chai di.
“Chalo, subah ki seer par chalte hain!”
Main hairan rahi — shadi se pehle Nazia toh din dhalne ke baad hi uth ti thi! Lekin ab woh bilkul nayi zindagi je rahi thi.
Hum dono thalne nikle.
Subah ki thandi hawa… kheton ki khushboo… panchhiyon ki chah-chah… sab kuch itna peaceful tha.
10 minute baad Nazia wapas chali gayi, lekin maine kaha:
“Main thodi der aur thalungi.”
Chalte-chalte main kheton ke andar nikal gayi.
Achanak meri nazar ek jagah padi… aur main jaise jam gayi.
Ayub nalk ke neeche nahaa rahe the.
Main sharm se jhuk gayi… lekin nazar hataane ki taqat nahi thi.
Yeh meri zindagi ka pehla lamha tha jahan maine kisi jawan mard ko itni qareeb se dekha tha.
Main khud ko rok nahi saki…
Bina chahe bhi, main wahi khadi rahi.
Woh meri maujoodgi se be-khabar, apna kaam khatam karke kapde pehen kar chale gaye.
Main kuch der wahi khadi rahi… phir dheere se ghar ki taraf laut gayi.
Mera dil dhadak raha tha — na sirf sharm ki wajah se… balki kisi nayi, anjaani duniya ke darwaze khulne ka ehsaas tha.
Nashte par, jab Ayub mere saamne baith gaye, toh maine sar jhuka liya. Mera chehra sharm se jalta hua tha.
Nashte ke baad, Farooq bhai sheher chale gaye, aur Nazia ne Ayub se kaha:
“Shazia ko farm house dikhana.”
Ayub muskura kar bole:
“Bilkul! Chalo Shazia, tumhe hamari duniya dikhata hoon.”
Hum dono farm house ki taraf chal pade. Raaste mein baatein hoti rahi — Ayub bohot dilchasp, zehn aur khush-guftgoo insaan nikle.
Farm house par unhone mujhe aam ke bagh, malai ke paudhe, aur phir dairy farm dikhaya.
“Yeh Australian gaayen hain… bahut zyada doodh deti hain,” Ayub ne fakhr se bataya.
Phir hamari nazar ek bail par padi — jo kone mein khada tha.
“Is nasl ka yehi ek bail hai pooray ilake mein. Log lakhon mein khareedne ko tayyar the, lekin humne nahi diya,” woh bole.
Hum baatein kar hi rahe the ke achanak bail harkat mein aaya… aur ek gaay ke qareeb gaya.
Main sharm se jhal gayi.
“Chalo, main wapas jana chahti hoon!” maine Ayub se kaha.
Ayub muskuraaye:
“Yeh toh fitrat ka hissa hai, Shazia. Koi ajeeb baat nahi.”
Lekin maine unki baat ka koi jawab nahi diya… bas tezi se chal padi. Woh bhi mere saath ho gaye.
Raaste mein unhone kaha:
“Yeh sab fitrat hai… insaan bhi yehi karte hain — bas andaaz alag hota hai.”
Main khamosh rahi.
Ghar pahunch kar main apne kamre mein ja baiti.
Dil mein sab kuch ubhar raha tha — subah ka woh manzar, bail aur gaay ka woh lamha… sab kuch mere dimaag mein ghoom raha tha.
Dopahar ko Nazia ne mujhe jagaya. Khana khaya.
Shaam ko Farooq bhai wapas aaye.
Raat ke khane ke baad, main apne kamre mein gayi.
Ayub bahar nikal gaye — shayad doston se milne.
Main bistar par leti, lekin neend nahi aayi.
Socha — thodi der thalungi, hawa lagegi toh neend aa jayegi.
Bahar ki verandah mein chalne lagee…
Tabhi Nazia ke kamre ki khidki ke qareeb pahunchi — toh andar ki awazein sunai di.
Neeli jhalakti hui bulb ki roshni mein, maine dekha — Farooq bhai aur Nazia…
Woh dono ek doosre ke qareeb the.
Farooq bhai ne Nazia ka haath thama hua tha… aur woh dono ek doosre ko dekh rahe the — aise, jaise poori duniya sirf un dono ke liye ho.
Farooq bhai ne kaha:
“Meri rani… aaj tum bohot khoobsurat lag rahi ho.”
Nazia muskuraayi:
“Bas tum hi aisi baatein karte ho…”
Aur phir… woh lamha aaya jiska main bachpan se intezaar kar rahi thi…
Lekin ab, jab woh saamne tha —
Maine khud ko wahan se hata liya.
Kyunki kuch cheezein dekhne ke liye nahi hoti…
Woh mehsoos karne ke liye hoti hain.
Aur kabhi-kabhi…
Mohabbat ka asli jadoo — uske nazare mein nahi…
Uske ehsaas mein hota hai.
Khatam. 💫