Aurat hamesha se hi koi na koi bharam ke sahaare umr guzarti aai hai..aaj bhi..kal bhi…aage bhi…uski mohabbaton ko fareb ka sahara jo darkaar hota hai..so diye jaati hai liye jaati hai..khwab aur haqeeqaton ke beech kaii rishton se guzar kar apni hasti hi bhul jaati hai..phir bhi uski ummid uski aas nahi tut-ti…uski roshan aankhon may hamesha ek talaash rehti hai..kahin tou kisi ek rishte may hi sahi kaash usey apna aap mil jaaye..kahin vo khud ko nazar aaye…uski mohabbat ka aks paale…per hamesha tou ye nahi hota…bhalawe hi milte hain usey..uska kamzor sa dil isi per iktifa karta hua apni dhadkanen khota chala jaata hai…dhadkanen bhi tou quwaten maangti hain…aur vo quwaten tou mohabbaton ki hi dane hoti hain…gar vo nahi ye bhi nahi…Aahista Aahista saare yaqeen saare bharam chut-te jaate hain…haqeeqat se mulaqat us waqt hoti hai jub in bharam ka saath zaruri hojaata hai…Ye zarb-e-kaari bhi sah jaati hai ye kamzor si Aurat….uske nazuk kaandhon per khuda ne soch samjh kar hi rishton ka bhaar rakha….o jaanta hai laakh kamzor sahi,uski mohabbat qawi hai..uska ezaaz hai ye, hazaron mushkilon may bhi apni baahen waa kiye apnon ka khairmoqadam karti huii pighalti huii, moam si aurat usine tou bade maan se banaii thi…aur khud ko uski misl kaha…”.Mai 70 hazaar maaon ki mohabbat rakhta hun.”
Aamina ne apne haathon ko ghaur se dekha…ab inme derd hone laga tha..kuch der tak koi cheez thaame rakhte huye ye sunn hone lagey they…yehaan tak ke ye numbness purey badan may saraaiyet karne lagi thi….tab vo ghabra ke socha karti.” Ya ilaahi kahin mai munjamid na hojaaun…meri hararaten jo meri zindgi ki zamanath hain meri mohabbaton hi ke dam se hain..kahin ye gosht post se bana dil kahin pathar ke tukde may na tabdil hojaaye….vo dil jo kal talak anginnat tajrubon ka gawah tha…anek jazbon se bhara nerm-o-gudaz tha…aaj vo khud ka hi shikaar hogaya..” Aamina ki inhi sochon ne uski khamosh nigahon se sawaal bhi noch liye…Aakhir kyon?
Duniya jis andaz may her daur se guzarti hai ab bhi guzarti rahi..farq sirf itna tha ke Amina ne Duniya ke saath dhadkne se inkaar kar diya tha…vo apni duniya may gum rehna chahti thi.jahaan koi takrar nahi thi…na koi karobar tha…agar tha tou haseen khahishon ka abshaar tha….jo kabhi puri hi na hosakeen….usne apni dhaknon ko unke benaam naghmon ko raqam karna shuru kar diya….yehin se uske zawaal ki ibitda huii…
Is dorangi Duniya ke satrangi fareb usey kha gaye….jahaan bhi koi deewanapan nazar aaya, jahaan bhi nadaan mila, usey tar niwala bana lene ko tayaar they sharer anaasar…yehi is taraqi-yafta Duniya ki naii tarraqi thi….ek deewane ko mazeed deewana karna….so vo bhi deewani hogaii…anjaane may…jaane bujhey raaston may kho gaii…
Aamina aaj bhi in zakhmon ki laaj rakhna chahti thi…inhen honton per muskuruahat ki tarha saja liya karti..apni madham dhadkanon se jadojahad karti….apne bojhal kaandhon ki himmaten jutaati…apne muzmahal qadmon ko bahalaati….’ Tumhen abhi chalna hai…apne ferz nibhaane hain..tumhaari abhi zarurat hai…” bas khuda ko us per taras aajaata…vo payaam ban jaata..hauslon may jhalak uth-ta..Meri sab se kamzor takhlikh per mera khaas karam hamesha hai ..tabhi tou ye merkey fatah kar leti hai….khatakar ko muaf karne ka hausla rakhti hai….khudgharz rishton ko apni begharz mohabbat ka sahara deti hai…her haal may apna karam kiye jati hai…uski mohabbaton may koi utaar chadau nahi aata….vo aakhiri saans tak khud ko khuda ke karam ka hissa banaaye rakhti hai khuda hi ke sahaare…
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