chapter 10

Usne socha ke agar Salar ko ghar ke kareeb rakha gaya, to woh phir se khudkushi ki koshish nahi karega. Salar ne is faisle par koi reakshan nahi diya jaise usne pehle ke faisle par bhi koi reakshan nahi diya tha ke usay bahar bhejne ka.Doctor ke sath aakhri session ke baad, Usman Sikandar aur Tyyaba ne Salar ko apne bedroom mein bithaya aur uske sath lambi guftagu ki. Unhone un sab asaaishon ko ginaya jo unhone pichle bohot saalon mein uske liye faraham ki thi, unhone usay apni umeedon aur mohabbat aur lagao ke bare mein bataya. Woh unke samne bayhis o bekaar betha raha, chewing gum chabata raha aur apne walid ka distress aur apni maa ke aansoon dekhta raha. Usman ne aakhir mein puchha, "Tumhein kya kami hai? Tum aur kya chahte ho? Batao."Salar ne kuch dair socha aur kaha, "Ek sports car.""Bahut khoob, main tumhare liye ek sports car import kar deta hoon, lekin phir kabhi aisa mat karna-thik hai?"Usman Sikandar ko behtar mehsoos hua.Salar ne haan mein sar hilaya. Tyyaba ne apne aansoon ponchhe aur sukoon ka saans liya. Jab Salar kamre se nikal gaya, Usman ne apni biwi se kaha, Cigar jalate hue, "Tyyaba, tumhein apni activities kam karni hongi aur us par nazar rakhni hogi. Koshish karo ke uske sath roz kuch waqt bitao."Usne haan mein sir hilaya.                       ........♡♡........Waseem ne Imama ko lawn mein baithe dekha. Uske kaanon mein earphones the aur woh apne Walkman par kuch sun rahi thi. Waseem chupke se peeche aaya aur earphones ko utar liya, lekin Imama ne turant Walkman band kar diya. 'Tum kya sun rahi ho, yahan akeli baithi ho?" usne buland awaaz mein kaha jab usne earphones apne kaanon mein laga liye. Imama ne cassette ko pehle hi band kar diya tha. Woh uth gayi aur earphones ko kheench liya. Ye badtameezi ki inteha hai-Waseem, tameez se pesh aao! Woh gusse mein thi. Waseem ne earphones ko chodne nahi diya: Imama ke gusse ka us par koi asar nahi hua. 'Mujhe sunna hai tum kya sun rahi thi-ismein badtameezi kya hai? Cassette on karo 'Main yahan yeh tumhare sunne ke liye nahi baithi thi. Tang aakar, usne headphones utar diye. 'Lo, ye lo aur dafa ho jao. Woh wapas baith gayi, Walkman ko mazbooti se pakad kar. Waseem ko laga ke woh kuch pareshan si thi...fikar mein thi. Lekin usse kya fikar ho sakti thi? Usne is soch ko jhatak diya. Ek aur kursi kheench kar, woh uske saamne baith gaya aur earphones ko table par rakh diya. "Lo ye lo aur itna gussa mat karo. Jo sun rahi thi usi ko suno, usne kaha, usko manane ki koshish karte hue. 'Nahi-ab mujhe kuch sunna nahi hai. Tum rakh lo. Imama ne earphones ko nahi uthaya. 'By the way, kya tha?' 'Kya ho sakta hai?" usne wahi lejaab mein jawab diya, 'Ghazalain shayad?" Waseem ne socha. Tum jaante ho, Waseem, tum mein purani auraton ke bohot se traits hain. Jaise?' 'Jaise ke nukta chini.' 'Aur...?' 'Aur doosron pe bina sharam ke jasoosi karna' 'Aur tumhe pata hai tum kitne khudgarz bante ja rahe ho?" Waseem ne bhi jawab diya. Imama ne bura nahi mana. Toh ab tumhe pata chal gaya ke main kitni khudgarz hoon?" usne is baar muskura kar jawab diya. Tum itni bewaqoof ho ke mujhe yakeen nahi aa raha ke , tum is natije pe pohnch gaye.' 'Agar tum mujhe sharminda karne ki koshish kar rahe ho, toh mat karo-main sharminda nahi hone wala. Woh zid par tha. Lekin phir bhi, yeh ek farz hota hai koshish karne ka "Kya tum aaj kuch zyada hi smart ban rahe ho?' Waseem ne usko ghaur se dekha.'Shayad. "Shayad nahi-zaroor. Waise, yeh us khamoshi se behtar hai jo tum Islamabad se waapis aate ho. "Kaunsi khamoshi?" Imama ne jawab diya. "Tum bohot badal gayi ho Lahore jaane ke baad." "Main padhai ke dabao mein hoon.' 'Sabko yeh dabao hota hai, Imama, lekin tum bilkul obsessed lagti ho.' Waseem ne uski baat kaat di. "Chalo is bakwas jhagde mein nahi padte...mujhe batao, tum aaj kal kya kar rahe ho?' 'Maza kar raha hoon! Woh apni kursi hilate hue bola. Yeh to tum saal bhar karte ho. Main tumse kisi khaas shauk ke baare mein pooch rahi hoon.' 'Bas doston ke saath ghoom raha hoon. Tumhe pata hona chahiye ke papers khatam hone ke baad main kya karta hoon-tum sab bhool gayi ho, Imama.' Waseem ne usko thoda udaas hokar dekha. 'Main tumse yeh umeed mein pooch rahi thi ke shayad tum sudhar gaye ho-lekin meri baat bekaar thi, Imama ne jawab diya. Tumhe pata hona chahiye ke main tumse ek saal bada hoon, is liye apne ilzamaat khatam karo." Woh apni umar ko rub karne ki koshish kar raha tha. "Is ladke ka kya haal hai jo tumhare ghar ke paas rehta hai?" Imama ko achanak kuch yaad aaya. "Chu-Chu? Kuch ajeeb hai, Waseem ne kandhe uchkaaye. 'Woh ajeeb shakhs hai. Agar mood mein ho to tumhe aasman par chadha dega; agar bura mood ho to tumhe gutter mein daal dega. "Tumhare zyada dost aise hi hain,' usne muskura kar kaha. 'Chidiya ek jaisa hi udte hain.' 'Nahi-aisa nahi hai. Kam az kam main Chu-Chu ki tarah bartao nahi karta. 'Kya woh bahar jaane wala tha?" Imama ne Waseem se poocha. 'Haan, uska plan tha, lekin mujhe yakin nahi hai. Mere khayal se uske maa baap usko nahi bhejenge.' 'Uska halat ajeeb hai-aisa lagta hai jaise woh kisi hippy tribe se hai ya hoga. Tumne usey aaj kal dekha hai?' 'Mainne usey kal dekha tha, jab main ghar aa rahi thi. Woh tab jaa raha tha-ek ladki uske saath thi,""Ek ladki? Kya woh jeans pehni hui thi?' Waseem ne achanak dilchaspi li. "Haan.' 'Aur uske baal mushroom-cut the? Woh gori thi?" Waseem ne muskurahat ke saath ungli snap ki. 'Ursa-uski girlfriend.""Pichli dafatumne kisi aur ka naam bataya tha, Imama ne usko ghoorte hue kaha. 'Pichli dafa? Kab tha woh? Waseem ne socha. 'Saat ya aath mahine pehle, jab tumne uski girlfriend se baat ki thi. 'Oh, woh Sheba thi. Pata nahi ab woh kahan hai?' 'Phir uske car ke rear screen par mobile number likha tha,' Imama hans kar number repeat karte hue boli. "Tumhe number yaad hai?" Waseem bhi hasa. 'Main kaise bhool sakti hoon? Mainne kabhi mobile number itna bold likha hua nahi dekha aur woh bhi carpar! Woh phir hansi. 'Mujhe lagta hai main bhi apna mobile number apni car par likhwa doonga, usne apne baalon mein ungliyaan phirate hue kaha. "Kaunsa mobile?Woh jo tumne abhi tak kharida nahi?' usne taana mara. "Main is mahine ek kharid raha hoon.' 'Phir Baba ke gusse ke liye tayyar rehna...agar tumne number car par likhwa diya, toh sabse pehle woh tumhe call karenge.'"Yahi cheez mujhe rok rahi hai," Waseem ne afsos se kaha. Tumhare liye behtar yeh hoga ke apni hadiyan tootne se bachao aur apne jazbaat ko control mein rakho. Aur bhi maslein hain...agar Samiya tumhare mobile connections ke baare mein jaan gayi to kya hoga?" Waseem ne uski baat kaat di. "Woh kya karegi? Main usse nahi darta. "Main jaanti hoon ke tum usse nahi darte lekin woh chhe bhaiyon ki ek hi behen hai, agar tumhe samajh aaye. Jab tum usse mangni ka plan bana rahe ho, toh kisi bhi buraayi ke natayej ko madde nazar rakho. Imama ne usko chidhane ka irada rakha. 'Afsos, main ab kya kar sakta hoon? Mera muqaddar tay ho chuka hai, Waseem ne ek banawati aah bhari. 'Mujhe kabhi mobile nahi kharidna chahiye kyunki yeh mere liye bekaar hoga-kam az kam girlfriend dhoondhne ke liye toh nahi.' Woh apni kursi phir se hilane laga. 'Der aaye durust aaye, lekin tumne aqal to dekhi, Imama ne kaha, jaise hi usne table par rakhe earphones uthaye. Tum kya sun rahi thi?' Waseem ko yaad aaya jab usne usey earphones uthate hue dekha. 'Kuch khaas nahi,' usne jawab tal gaya.                      ........♡♡........"Jab tum Lahore ja rahe ho toh Imama ke hostel ke paas se guzarte hue uske kapde chhod dena. Mainne darzi se kapde liye hain, tum de dena," Salma ne Hashim Mubeen se kaha.   Continue ✍️ ✍️ ✍️