" Aik aisi he sard shaam main, hum nay aap ko chaandh ko taktay daikha tha. Maloom toh yeh tak na tha kay kis naam say aap ko pukarain. Per phir bhi dil ko yeh maloom ho chuka tha kay agar koi shakhs hai jis kay saath hum yoon he aik chaandni raat ko chaadar orhay, palkoun ko jhukayeh, baarish kay baad geeli mitti ki uss dheemi si khushboo ko apni saansoun kay saath ghulnay daina chahtay thay, toh woh aap hoon gee.
Woh pehli baar na tha jab hum nay aap ko daikha tha. Aap ko jaantay toh hum pehlay say thay. Bus kabhi himmut na hoi thee aap say kuch kehnay ki. Aap ki tarhaan hum bhi kabhi kabhi wahaan shamain bitanay aatay thay, bus aik baar yoon he aap dikh gayee theen. Afsurda maloom hoti theen. Aur najanay kyun anjaanay main he sahi per uss lumhay dil kiya tha kay aap kay chehray peh aik muskurahut lay aayain.
Uss raat aap ko aap ki saheli lenay aai theen, aur aap ka chehra aisay khil utha tha jaisay mano kuch bhi na hua ho. Uss waqt hum nay iss baat ko darguzar kar diya tha. Per phir waqt kay saath maloom hua, yeh aap ki aadut thee, apnay ehsasaat ko apnay aap tak rakhna.
Mausum badalta raha, aur hamaray aanay kay maqasid bhi. Hum nay uss khamosh wadi ko canvas peh rangoun ko bakhairnay kay liyay sahi jaga samjha, toh aap nay kitaboun ko tatolnay kay liyay.
Ajab si baat hai, jo din hamaray liyay bura maloom hona chahiyay tha, woh hamara ab tak ka sab say acha din bun gaya. Achanuk say aanay walay badaloun nay hamaray canvas aur aap ki diary, dono peh rangoun aur siyahi ko pehla diya tha. Hum dono peechay cottage ki taruf bhaaghay, per khud geelay honay ki zara bhi fikar na thee, thee toh apna kaam kharaab honay ki. Per uss din pehli baar aap nay hum say baat ki. Aur phir uss shaam kay baad, kabhi chai kay cup peh toh kabhi coffee ki chuski peh, hum dono aik doosray ko jaananay lagay.
Aap shayud siraf iss baat ka lihaaz kar rahi theen kay baarish ki uss shaam hum nay aap ki kharaab garhi ko theek kiya tha. Per hamain acha laga. Chalo iss he bahanay, aap nay hum say baat toh ki. Maloom chala kay humari tarhaan aap bhi din main toh dafatir main he masroof rehti theen, aur yeh aap ka shaam bitanay ka mashghala tha. Kabhi parhti toh kabhi likhti, jaisay hum kabhi camera main toh kabhi canvas peh, khoobsurati ko qaid kartay thay.
Hum dost banay aur aahista aahista aik doosray ko itna jaananay lagay keh hum kaisay milay, yeh shayud zaroori bhi na raha. Aaj daikhiyay, jaan pehchaan ko do saal ho chukay hain. Ab lugta hai kay ab na kaha toh shayud kabhi na keh paoun ga. Mohtarma kehtay hain kay saathi kuch apna sa lagay, kuch apnay jaisa lagay, toh raastay asaan, rahain roshan, aur zindagi gulzar si ho jati hai. Jitna hum nay aap ko jana hai, mukamul toh naheen, per yeh maananay kay liyay kaafi hai kay aap ab kuch apni si bhi lugti hain, aur kuch apnay jaisi bhi. Phir agar hum yeh kahain kay hum aap kay saath chalnay ki aarzoo kartay hain, toh kya aap bhi zindagi kay iss taveel safar ko saath kaatna chahain gee? Hum jaantay hain kay aap soch rahi hoon gee aap kyun? Hum aap kay baray main bohat kuch ab bhi naheen jaantay... Per uss kay liyay toh tamaam zindagi parhi hai. Aap say mutasir honay kay liyay jitna jaantay hain, utna kaafi hai. Aur raha sawaal aap ka, kay aap kyun? Shayud kuch ehsasaat na hum kisi canvas ki zeenut bana saktay hain, aur na aap kaheen qalumband kar sakti hoon gee. Kuch youn he haal-e-dil bhi samajh lijiyeh. Jawaab haan ho toh palut kay muskura dee jiyeh ga, na ho toh qadum hum say door lay jayiyeh ga. Aur sada khush rahiyay ga. Udaasi ab bhi aksar aap kay chehray peh chah jaati hai, wajah hum ko maloom ab bhi naheen. Per jo bhi hai, dil chahta hai kay ussay qaid kar lain, aap say door, bohat door.
Mastana Musawir "
Kaghaz ko paluttay uss nay phir say lafafay main rakha. Shayud meray qadmoun ki aahut thee kay woh jhut say palti. Chehray kay tasuraat kuch aisay thay, kay kuch bhi kehna aasaan na tha. Woh yoon he meri ore barhi, per nigah ka markaz main naheen, kuch aur tha. Meri nazrain uss he par tehri hoi theen.
Meray barabur aatay woh kuch aahista say qadum uthanay lagi, aur shayud darhkun bhi ab kuch utni he aahista ho rahi thee. Dimaagh haan hai ya na hai ki jung larh raha tha, per saath say guzartay guzartay he bus woh palut kar meri taruf daikhnay lagi. Haath say chai ka cup liya aur palkain jhuka kar aik chuski li. Phir boli. "Chai achi hai, per kal aap ko main aik alug tarhaan ki chai chakhaoun gi." Mera moun kuch khula ka khula sa reh gaya, per alfaaz na niklay. Iss masoom dil ki haalut daikh, woh hansnay lagi aur main uss ki muskurahut ko daikh muskuranay laga. Chai ki aik chuski li toh poocha. "Iss main cheeni daalna reh gai, aap boleen kyun naheen." Woh hulka sa muskura kar boli, "kahaan, mujhay toh aaj chai aur bhi meethi lagi". Pehlay toh hum kuch hakay bakay reh gayay, per phir shayud kuch samajh main aa gaya. Shayud such he tha, aaj ki chai, wakayee roz say zada meethi thee.
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