Tapti garmion may saaye ki tarha ,jhulasti dopeher may anchal ki tarha, khuli chath per Neem ki hawa ki tarha araam deti huii shafeeq si muhafiz hasti hoti hai Maa…Waled tou ghar ke kufaal hotey hain..vo roti kapda makaan jutaane may hi umr sarf kardete hain..
saari vuzaraten tou aurat ka nasib hoti hain..so yaan bhi vazeer-e-khana ne hi saare aham faisley liye..aur sab ko amal paira hone per raazi kiya…vazeer ki nazar mustaqbal se zyada haal ( present) per thi..haal durust karne ke chakkar may mutaqbal ke anginnat mandlaate khatre nigahon se ojhal reh gaye..vuzraati committee ke membaraan ka nakaam ehtejaaj sunwaii tak bhi nahi pahunch paaya…is tarha zindgi ek na-aqibat-andeshi ka shikaar hogaii …teer jub kamaan se nikal jaaye tou phir uska dubara palat aana kahaan mumkin hota hai..usi tarha jazbaati faisla apne efa ke taqaze tale ek naii zindgi ko roshni se pehle andheron se mila gaya..
Bas Shabaz ki zindgi bhi ek aise hi faisle ka shikaar hogaiii..usey apni Maa se behad mohabbat thi..sab ko hoti hai..per shabaz ki mohabbat lazwaal thi be-nazeer thi..usey kya khabar thi..khuda deewane ko derd dekar jub apna banaata hai tou moqadas rishton may mohabbat ki tarha chalak uth-ta hai..vo kahaan nahi milta..vo wahin pe milta hai jahaan uski atta hoti hai…usi tarha naseema ko shabaz apne bete ki surat mil
Naseema musalsal halaath se jung karte karte haar chuki thi.usey apne bachon ki unke mustaqbal ki fikr ne raah bhatkaii..vo bhul gaii ke qader mutlaq ne sabki taqdeer likh rakhi hai..her ek apna nasib lekar hi aata hai..laakh koshish karlo us se zyada nahi milta..magar honi tou hokar rehti hai..so hokar hi rahi..
Shabaz ki jawan umangen, uski kamyaabi, uske jawaan hausle sab ek ghalath faisle ki lappet may aagaye..umr ka vo daur jo intihaii mussaraton ka hota hai, samjhoton ki nazar hogaya..Maa ki door-andeshi qareeb hoti huii azmaish ko na dekh saki..na usey shabaz ki kasmakash dikhaii di..Aan-e-wahed may shabaz ka saara mustaqbal ek junun ki nazar hogaya…aur vo bechara Maa ki ulfat ka maara uff bhi tou na karsaka…
Sabar kamaal zabt ka naam hai..khuda ne mohabbat ka sila sabr rakha..shabaz ne apni zindgi ki her kadi azmaish ko maa ki mohabbat se mansub kiya…aur khud peesta raha..zindgi donon haathon se usey peet-ti rahi…Maa ko khabar na ho saki..per ek ezteraab rehta tha..sab kuch hote huye bhi ek be-sakuni thi jo keh rahi thi ho na ho mera bacha mushkil may hai…
shahar se koson door vo apni shaadishuda zindgi ki ibteda ek neem paagal ladki ke saath karchuka tha..roz kahin na kahin zakhm ke nishaan hote..kabhi chehre per..kabhi dil per…deewangi zawalpazeer hoti bhi tou waqti taur per..phir wahi dhaak ke teen paat waala mamla tha…
jub maa ne ye nazara dekha tou vo ro bhi na saki…na apne ghaath faisle per matam hi karsaki..usey patta chala ab tak jitney ghum uthaaye they usne ,unke saamne ye ghum qayamat tha..jahaan khud apna lakht-e-jigar pis kar reh
Naseema ne khuda ke huzur gidgida kar dua maangi” Ya khuda, mai jaisi bhi hun teri hun..aur teri atta meri khata se badi hai…mujhe koii haq nahi tha mere masum saadiq bache ke khwaab apni aankhon se dekhne ka..usey uske khwab miljaate..usey tabir paane ka mauqa nasib hojaata.Magar tune bhi apni hikmaten mere sabaq jaari rakhne they..Bakshde mere bache ki her khushi..uski khushi hai meri khushi..tu chahe tou pathar ko mom karde..tu chahe tou sehra ko chaman karde..tu chahe tou kaafir may imaan bharde…phir kyon na ek musalmaan ko tu musalmaan karde…tere siwa kaun sunega meri...tujhse hi her ummid hai meri..meri arz manzur hojaaye mere Maula..Ameen.
Vo wada nibha raha hai
Mere Ghum utha raha hai
Vo Mujh se meri khatir
Bahut door jaa raha hai