Khwaab

Zindgi hadison se be-khabar hoti hai..aur haadise achanak jagah lete hain aur zindgi eksar badal kar rakh dete hain..Insaan hamesha se hi be-bas hai aur apni taqdeer per uska koii ekhtiyaar nahi hota…Khuda ke siwa aane waale waqt ki khabar kisi ko nahi hoti.her aane waala pal waqt ka rukh kaise badlega kisi ko nahi khabar…her zindgani may ek kahani hai…inhi hadison se janmi…inhi hadison may panapi,inhi hadison ke khaar chunti huii…kabhi ye khaar gulon may bhi tabdeel hojaate hain…magar us se peshter un ki chuban tou sehni hi padhti hai..kuch lahu tou bahega hi…chahe aankhon se chahe jigar se….haan khoon-e-dil may palken dubo kar ek kahani likhi hai ek ladki ne…

Aasifa bhi aam ladkion ki tarha khwab dekhte jawan hui…ghar ki khasta-haali ko inhi khwabon ne hi tou behla rakha tha..warna rona tou her baat per aata tha..school jaate waqt apne libaas per jaise hi nazar padhti tab..apni sahelion ke asuda cheron per nazar padhti tab…rona hi tou aata tha..waled ka mayus chehra ,Maa ki roz roz ki jhak jhak,jo halaath ko lekar hoti thi…bhaiion ki hatdharmi ki ek wajah yehi thi..bigadte halaath se kharab hota hua ghar ka mahol…in sab ke darmyaan ek khwaab hi tou wahed khuhi ka sahara they..tou bas Asifa ko raat ka intizaar hota…andhere may aankhen mund kar khwaab bulaaya karti…ye bulaana hi tout ha…khwaab apni marzi se thodi aate hain…unhen bhi sajaana padhta hai…bas raat aur khayaal aur khwaab…Asifa ke qareebi dost they..

Asifa ne kahan socha tha ke achanak uski shaadi taye hogi..vo bhi aise ke usey rone tak ki muhallat na milegi…vo apni si dugni umr ke ek talaqshuda merd ki dusri biwi ban gaii thi aan ki aan may. jin palon may hawaas chin liye gaye hon wahan waqt ka kahan hisaab hota hai..aur uske baad usey waqt ki khabar hi na rahi.. yon her khwab uski ankhon se noch liya gaya.aur sahi manon may socha jaaye tou khwabon ki haqeeqat samjhaii gaii..aur insaan ki zarurat ka raaz ashkaar kiya gaya..

KHuda ne usey kisi ki khushi ke liye chuna aur vo khushi ban gaii…zindgi ka kaam hai guzar jaana…guzarti rahi…Asifa ki yehi duniya thi..duniyadaari bhi nibhaii usne…sab ke saath jo ghata,uske saath bhi ghata..per ek Asifa abhi tak tanha thi…uska safar shuru hua hi nahi tha..jo usne chaha tha,usne socha tha…

Uske shaam-o-sawere waqt ke pahiyon taley peeste rahe.ye qudrat ka kamaal hi tha ke uske seene may do dil rakhe..ek vo jo duniya ke liye dhadakta tha..dusra vo jo ab tak apni manzil deewanawar dhunde jaaraha tha.najane vo kaunsi ghadi thi…jub khuda ne uski mushkil asaan karne ki sochi..usey is kashmakash se azad karna chaha…Asifa ki kaunsi ada usey pasand aai thi usey hi khabar..warna umrbhar ki bhatkan nasib hoti..ye karam tou khuda ka hi hota hai jo vo apne bande ko uski asli khushi se milwa deta hai..vo khushi jo khud uski zaat may chupi hoti hai…jisey her koii dhund raha hota hai…

Ekdin achanak uski her justaju ka jawaab uske saamne pesh hogaya…vo palken jhapakna bhul gaii…ab aur vo bhi aise…chahna bhi mushkil bhagna bhi mushkil…hont sil gaye..kaatib-e-taqder ne ek kadi azmaish rakhdi uske saamne..farayez aur khwab donon eksaath pesh kiye gaye…khwab keh raha tha zara sa haath badha may tera hun..farayez keh rahe they mai teri umrbhar ki punji hun…kasmakash ne usey thaka diya..yehaan tak ke uske khwab ko usper taras aagaya….vo khwab kub tha.…jo khwab ban kar Asifa ko uski haqeeqat se milwaane ke liye mila tha…khwab khubsurat hote hain..bhale bhi lagte hain…kashish bhi rakhte hain..phir bhi khwab,khwab hi tou hote hain…

Haqeeqat chahe kitni hi chubti hui kyon na ho…per apna husn rakhti hai.hazaron jazbe jude hote hain…in haqeeqaton se…her khwab suhana nahi hota…apne saath bhayanak taabeeren bhi lata hai…ke aankhon ko khwabon ki haqeeqat ka pata jub milta hai..phir koi khwaab baaqi nahi rehta….Asifa ki zindgi ki her be-sakuni ko jawaab mil gaya…