jala hai jism jahan dil bhi jul gaya hoga
kuredtey ho ab raakh justaju kya hai
Chalen aaj phir ek haqeeqi fasaana likhen, haqeeqaten haqeeqat ko kahin sherminda na kar dein bas isi liye isey fasanon may dhaal kar haal pesh kiya jaata hai..taaki padhne waale ke zauq ki taskin ke saath saath uske khayaal ko bhi perwaz mile..chund sitron may kahan dil ugla jaa sakta hai...jahan fasana khatam hota hai padhne waale ki soch shuru hoti hai, uska khayal baaqi ka fasana bunne lagta hai..is tarha ek fasana ek kahani banta jaata hai..To kyon na mai koi fasana likhun aur aap ek kahani bun lein..
Us puraane say mazbut darwaze ki lakdiyan zarur bosida theen per uske peeche rehne waala sher-dil shaks apni ek khususi aab-o-taab rakhta tha..isme uske hasb-o-nasb ka bhi dakhal tha..Akmal javed khan apni baraub shaksiyet ki chaap her zehen per chod jaate they..hatta ke unke bache bhi unki hasti ke aage apni hasti kabhi na paatey they...unke saamne taqreeban khud ko faramosh hi kar diya jaata tha...halaanke unme mohabbat koot koot kar bhari hui thi, jiska izhaar shaaz-o-nadar hi hua karta tha..ke vo jaante they mohabbat to karne ki cheez hai dikhaane ki nahi...per bache bechaare kahan jaan paate...kaash koi dil ki sergoshiyaan sun paata...tou sun leta jo baar baar apne lakht-e-jigron per nisar hojaaya karti theen..vo insaan jo unka baani tha vo faani kaise hosakta tha...yehi vo aaj tak na samajh sake..
Akmal saheb ka dorangi mizaj sirf apni biwi ke saamne zaaher hua karta...kabhi shola kabhi shabnum...us waqt bache bechaare hairath bhari nazron say unhen taktey huye miltey...Aakhir Abba huzur Ammi huzur ke aage Mom kyon hojaya kartey hain..unhen kya patta ye kaar mohabbat ka tha..jo saathi serd germ mosamon may doshaala ban jaaya karta ho uska beshqeemti nazrana hota hai ye...khuda ne bhi kamaal ki qudrat dikhaii in jazbon may...kaisa taana baana hai...silsila dar silsila, kadi dar kadi jodey rakhne ki ek asan si tarkib sujhaii bhi aur chupaii bhi...hazar tafreeqon ke bawajud hazar ekhtilafaath ke bawajud bhi ye kadiyan tut nahi paateen...inka jod bejod mohabbat hoti hai...aur jub tak dil dhadkenge ye bhi dhadkegi dil ban kar,
Akmal saheb jaise hi ghar may daakhil huye thitak kar reh gaye..ke ghar may huu ka sunnata tha...amna unki biwi chup saadhe baithi theen, bache kone may dubke huye afsarda they...unki badi ladki ki shaadi thi...paison ka intizam ho na saka...koshishen nakaam laut rahi theen...bas her chaap ek ummid thi..Akmal saheb bhi isi tag-o-dudh may lagey huye they...Akmal saheb kamyab lautey they..unki zameenon ne unka saath dediya tha..ye khabar sunte hi ghar bhar may shaadi ki leher daud gaii..Alllah tune humari laaj rakhli...tere siwa kon yaar-o-madadgaar apne bandon ka...
Khwab tou shaheen ko dekhne aate hi na they, per apni shaadi usey khwab hi lag rahi thi...Akhir logon ka sawal jawab paa gaya tha...kub hogi shaheen ki shaadi...sawal to sab ne kiye they, per koi saath nahi khada hua tha, ye duniya khud roz-e-meheshar ka ek namuna hai, yehan bhi log nafs ke maare hain aur khud say hi haare hain...per shaheen ko sukun mil gaya tha ke aakhir meri bhi gaadi chal padi, jis shaandar junction per ruki thi vo her shaye say zyada azeez tha jaan say pyaara tha, phir bhi usko tou safar karna hi tha...so vo apne safar ke liye tayar hone lagi...usey kya patta tha ke ye safar uski manzil badlne waala hai...
Shaheen ko sasural sidhaare paanch saal beet gaye...is dauran uske ghar aur doliyan sajeen ,Akmal saheb ke kamzor kaandhe unka wahed sahaara tha..isi isna khabar milti rahi ke shaheen apne shahuhar ke atwar say zakhmi hoti rahi...mukhtalif wajuhaath theen jinhon ne usey rafta rafta tod daala...khud say yehan tak ke khuda tak say mayus kar daala...apne waled ke ghar wapes lautna mumkin hi nahi tha uske liye, kyonki vo ek ghayur ladki thi..aur is dauran inke darmyan aur bhi rishte ban chuke they...madrana,vo kis kis say muh modti.
Ek din achanak khabar mili shaheen is duniya may nahi rahi...vo din Akmal saheb ki zindgi ka sab say badtareen lamha laaya tha..unhen apni vo beti behad azeez thi...vo tou ro bhi na sake...is saanihe ke peeche ek namaqul shaks ki napaidaar zeheniyet thi, jisne apni kotahi say ek beshqeemti wajud ganwa diya,,,uske apnon say unka apna chin liya...unki zindgi ka ek afzal rishta zaaya kar diya..apne bachon say unki maa chin li...kitne rishte is karb ki zad may aagaye they...kya haasil hua tha is shaadi say jiski tamanna maatam may dhal gaii thi...kisey patta tha ke waqt insanon ko daur ki nazar karta hai, aur aksar daur insanon ko insanon ke hawale kar dete hain..
Ek kamzor pal ek zeefaham ladki say uski zindgi chin le gaya...na vo taareekh bani na yaad..bas maazi ban kar reh gaii...kyon ke uske baad jitne bhi daur aaye machini they..sab machinon ki nazar hogaye, khud machine hote chale gaye....aisi ya is say milti julti kaii kahaniyan roz janam leti hain, bayan hoti hain..per samajhne waali baat ye hai ke humen zindgi ke her zawiye per nazar saani karni chahiye...taaki faham ki roshni may haqeeqat roshan hosake...aur her masle ka sahi hul nikal sake...koi masla zindgi say bada nahi hota..aur khuda ne insan ko dil ke saath dimagh bhi atta kiya hai..to phir insan apni saleem tabayee ka istemaal kare.bhale bure may tameez kare..sahi ghalath ko pehchaane..kaanton ko raaston say chuney...aur apne angan ko gulzar banaaye.
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