Be-Basi Ab Be-Zubaan Nahi Hai

insaani nafsiyaat ke mukhtalif falsafe hain...her philosopher ne apni hi soch ko ranga hai..zaruri nahi ke ye rang her zerooh per chadta ho...kisi dil ki baat sirf wahi dil janta hai..magar kuch dil aise bhi hote hain jo dilon ke bhed paalete hain...bas phir kya...her dil kath-putli ban jaata hai jo unki nazar se guzarta hai..in kath-putlion ke seene may gosht post hi ka bana dil hota hai ,magar usey bhi kaath ka hi samajh liya jaata hai...yaane kaath ka ullu...hota bhi hai...kyonki dil ka sirf ek kaam hai dhadkna...aur mohabbat ki laye per dhadakna..arzu ki ragni per thirakna...khwabon ki chasni per machalna..ye nasha kaafi hojaata hai usey zer karne ko...so zer hoo hi jaata hai....

Be-basi ki kahaani puraani hai...aaj bhi deewanon ki wahi zindgani hai...jo hosh ke naakhun ,hosh ki aankhen rakhte huye bhi aage badhte chale jaate hain ,ye dekhte huye ke khaaii aur kunwaan donon usi ke muntazar hain..shikaari ki pyaas kahan bujhti hai...khoon se aluda nezey dawat-e-shauq hotey hain...aur ye khoon be-rang ,nazron se ojhal hota hai..kyon ki kaath ki putliyaan lahu nahi ro sakteen...unhen tou bas mutahreek karne waale ka shauq pura karna hai..tamaash been ke nazarey ka ehtmaam tou doriyaan thaame haath karte hain...aur bechaare dil ekdin bilkul in kaath ki putliyon ki tarha jazbaat se aari hojaate hain..

jub tak jism jazbaat se aaraasta na ho usme jazibiyet aaye kahaan se...jub tak dil ulfat se pairasta na ho khususiyet paaye kahaan se...jub husn-e-zindgi se aari kardiya jaaye zindgi ko, phir raunaqen lageengi kaise...magar iska bhi intizaam hota hai...hosh gum hua karte they jinke jazbaat se...ab unke hosh gum hain halaath se...unhen sawaalon ki nazar karne waale khud pareshaan hain unke sawaalaath se...ab khud uljhe huye hain apne kamaalath se....kahin aisa na ho ke paala pad jaaye kisi ke mukalaath se...

Be-basi per rona tou sab ko aata hai...magar jo be-bas hone se inkaar karde...khud ko khud se moqable ke liye tayaar karle...phir usey koii dore kahan baandh paati hai..izhaar ko zubaan , arzu-e-bekaraan ki wassaton ko asmaan mil hi jaata hai..raahen mukhtalif sahi, manzil ek hi hai..in raahon ka patta jub khud manzil de de, phir koi tufaan hawaon ko bhatka nahi sakta...koi diya roshan ho kar phir nahi bujhta...uski timtimaati lau ki hifazat khud tufaan karta hai..aise may koi kaath ki putli bhi ji uth-ti hai...

Amma

Sakina per sakta taari hogaya.vo rona chahti thi per ro bhi na saki..kya waqi ye hogaya.,kya waqi…aakhir kyon? Is kyon ki hi tou ijazat nahi hai…ye tou taye-shuda haqeeqat hai..her aaye huye ko laut jaana hai…per waqt ki kisi ko khabar nahi…bulawa kisi bhi waqt aa sakta hai…aise hi tou sadma shakal leta hai..per sakina ke sakun ka aakhiri sahara bhi aaj chin gaya …Aaj waqi vo be-asra hogaii..usey kahaan khabar thi..Maaon ko bhi maut aa sakti hai…vo bhi rukhsat hoti hain …betiyon ki rukhsati ke khwab dekhne waali aankhen abdi nind may doob jaati hain…Aah! Kitna aziyet-naak sach hai ye…dil haathon se dabaaye, aankhon se derd chalkaye bas takey jaarahi thi sab ko…kahin koi lafz uska dilasa na ban saka..saare bahalawe pathra gaye...

Sakina jub paida huii tou itni nhani munni kamzor si ladki thi jiska bachpan dawaon ki nazar hota raha…Amma ne raat din ek kardiye they uski dekhbhal may..Maa kamzor si sakina ko sanbhalte sanbhalte budhi hogayeen aur sakina ko apni jawani ki khabar hi na huii..in beemaar halaath may koi umang jawan hi na hosaki thi…us ke dil ke darwaze jazbaath ke liye kabhi waa ho hi na sake…usne apne behen bhaion ki khabargiri may apni jawani guzar di…ab vo bhi dhalne ko thi..Sakina na khud per taras khana chahti thi na kisi aur ko uska mauqa dena chahti thi…uski saadgi may chupa tha uska hausla…uskey kamzor zaaher ke andar ek mazbut baatin pinhaan tha…ye niyamat thi khuda ki…vo apne be-bas bandon ki tawanaii ban jaata hai…magar walidain in sab se bekhabar apni fikron may ghule jaarahe they…kal jub hum na honge sakina ka kya hoga….unki pareshaan soch qarar na paa saki…her surat may bande ka sirf khuda hota hai..baaqi saare rishte tou waqti hotey hain..abdi lazawaal saathi tou rab ki hi zaat hoti hai…

Ek din Waled faut huye..Ek jawan-saala Bhaii hadise ka shikar hogaya…Amma sadmon se nighaal hogayeen…unke anson ne unki himat chin li…unke sawalon ne unki sochon ne unhen mazeed beemaar kar diya….unki zindgi ka ek wahed sabab thi sakina..bas apni saansen juta juta kar rakhti theen Amma…magar ekdin achanak un saanson se bhi mehroom hogayen…ye unke bas may kub tha ke vo sakina ki khatir apni zindgi apna saath bacha rakhteen…Allah Miyaan ka faisla tha….Sabar ki hadon ko azmaata hua lamha shaakir logon ke nasib may hi hota hai...Amma tut kar bhi bachi raheen..

Sakina ko laga Amma abhi jaag padengi….Abhi awaz dengi…kahin se laut kar aajaayengi….Kaash ye mahaz ek khwab hota…kaash may unke kamzor dil ki dhadkan ban jaati..kaash Amma aankhen khol deteen….magar Amma ye dekhe baghair hi rukhsat hogayeen ke sakina per kya guzri..warna vo kahaan jaa paateen…

Aksar mukhlis log apne derd bhula kar dusron ke derd gale laga liya karte hain..Amma bhi unme se ek theen..unka khubsurat dil her dil may mehfuz hogaya ek yaadgaar ban kar..ab jis jis ke seene may vo mehfuz hogayeen wahaan se wahi ulfat ka chasma phut nikla ….unki mohabbat bazgasht ban gaii…is do pal ki zindgaani may sab faani hai ek mohabbat hi baaqi reh jaani hai…ye paighaam Sakina ne barha suna tha….ab vo Amma ban gaii …