Fatima ko ye andhere bade ache lagte they..najane kyon ujale ankhon may chubne lagte they usey...in kaalikzada raton se pyaar sa hogaya tha usey...kisi ko pata jo nahi chalta tha uski khuli ankhon ka...kitne sawal they jinke jawab vo de nahi paati...is se acha tou ye andhera hi tha uske liye...dost saathi ....saheli... kuch sawal kuch jawab sab ke liye kahaan hote hain..tou un sab ki category may vo kahaan aati thi...uska wajud tou manon bilkul is andhere ki tarha tha jiske koi jazbat nahi they...andheron ke ehsasaath kahaan hote hain..hote bhi tou dikhaii kahaan dete hain...Fatima ne barha in andheron se baaten ki theen..vo jaanti thi gar vo bol uthte phir....shayed uski ye nagri bhi ujad jaati jo usne chupke se basali thi....her zirooh ki tarha kabhi uske armaanon ne bhi pankh pasare they...udanen bhi bhari theen...haan unhi udanon ne hi tou sikhaya tha nasheeb o faraz .....
Fatima..".kahaan ho beta.".ammabi ne awaz lagaii.".ji aai.".ki sada sun kar ek serd aah ne unke kanpte lubon per dam toda..kya se kya hogaii Fatima tu..tujhe teri hi nazar lug gaii Fatima...ammabi ki ankhen num hogayeen...amabi Fatima ki naani theen jinhen sab ammabi hi kehte they..Fatima unki aapbeeti sun sun kar hi jawan huii thi..jub bhi vo nanu ka naam leteen kitna ehtram kitna pyaar hota tha un ankhon may...aaj bhi..."Fatima...ek tere nanu ke baghair mai ujad gaii ...unka saath meri punji thi...meri zindgi...aaj fatima bhi....usi mod per khadi thi...tanha...veeraan..per ye nagri kabhi abad bhi thi....kya yaaden kaafi hoti hain...umr guzari jaati hai ya guzar jaati hai...per usper se na waqt hi guzar saka...na vo waqt ke saath guzar saki....kyon saara tham sa gaya tha....usne ser jhatka..jaise sochon se khud ko azad karna chahti ho...haan ammabi....aur ammabi ke saath kamon may uljh kar usne waqt ki her berehmi ko jaise kuch palon ke liye faramosh kardiya.....
sab ki tarha fatmia bhi apne ghar holi thi unhi sapnon ke saath jo her ladki ka asasa hote hain..haan ye ek aam si rasmi si taqreeb thi...shaadi..shaadmani ...pata nahi kya tha vo samjh hi na saki...haan per vo holi thi us ghar...jiska angan usne chaman kardiya....kabhi fursat hi na mili usey apne dil may jhankne ki.....riwayeton ke daur ki samaj ka shinghar si....vo ek aam si ....jisey kabhi khud se bhi pyaar tha...jiska her jazba khumaar tha...aaj vo zeenat e chaman tou thi per araish ki tehon may ek kaath ki gudiya si rahi...kitni nerm o nazuk hoti hain vo kadiyaan jinse bandh kar aseer hone ka lutf aajata hai ...magar aksar vo pal mile jahaan sab kuch aseer tha..ek dil ke siwa...vo nagar dil ka pata nahi kyon soona hi raha...ye kaise baste hain...basaye jaate hain..ekhtiyaar kahaan hota hai...banda yahaan bebas hai...chah kar bhi jazbaath zubaan nahi bante...chahten aksar pareshaan rehti hain...
"Ammabi...insaan ke dil kyon hota hai...Fatima ne ekbaar pucha tha...Amma bhi muskuradeen ".dil tou khuda ka ghar hota hai chanda....aur khuda ne jis dil may mohabbat rakhdi ho tou mano goya usne apni mohabbat ki rushanasi bakhshi "...Fatima ke dil per ye baat sabt hogaii....waqif hai sab khuda...mera dil hai sab se juda....ye nagri veeraan kaise hosakti hai jub ke vo wahaan maujud hai...mere karam ka karta dharta...laakh azaab sahi zindgi ,jo kisi ke kaam aagaii sawaab hai.....isi ehsaas ne isey andheron may bhi jeena seekha diya....isi yaqeen ne usey sab ka sukun bana diya...ye bhi khuda ki hi karigiri thi...vo bandon se apne raaz kehlwata hai....vo bandon tak paighaam ki raah banata hai..
Fatima ke alam kum na they per ab ghum ghum na they..her qadam per vo jo saath tha....usne bahaar se pehle hi khizaan ke manzar dekhe.vo jis chaman ko bahaar karne chali thi waan ek benaam khamoshi ke siwa kuch bhi na tha....azal se andhere nasib they...vo andhere jinme khud ko ujala karna padta hai....insaanon ke beech insananon ko khojna kitna mushkl hota hai usne jaana....bojhal mosam tha...uska dil tab bhi khamosh tha....uski khamoshian koi sun raha tha...usey lagta tha..jaise usne apne kandhon per shafeeq ka lams paya ho...jaise apne ser per asmaan ki chaadar taani ho....
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