Khubsurati

                                                         Khubsurati

“Aj mein bht khush hu Harm(حرم )...!” Wo aine kay samne karhi thi. Harm b us kay piche karhi mobile pr apni dost ko msg kr rhi thi. Jab us nay Amna ki taraf dekha to muskrane lagi, us ki muskrahat mein tans bi tha.

“Itna make up krne k bad khushi hui hai to heran hu mein.... meri tarf dekho” Wo aine k samne hui. Aine mein us ka haseen chehra dikha. Aik aisa chehra jis ki khaish hr lrki krti hai. “Mein nay to koi make up b nahi lagaya or dekho mera husan, kya ab mein b tumhari tarah khushi se uchalne lagu?” wo hansi.

Amna ko us ki hansi bht buri lagi. Us nay aine mein us k sath apna chehra dekha to wo sach mein phiki si lag rhi thi. Amna or haram cznz thi kehne ko to Harm Amna ki dost b thi magr ehsas e kamtari mein mubtala hone ki wja se na aj tk Amna nay Haram ko apna dost mana tha or Haram to kisi ko apni dosti kay kabil hi nahi samjti thi.

Amna se jab us ki bato ka koi jawab na bn saka to wo us kay room se chali gai.

Harm boht khubsurat thi, hr jaga usy uski khusbsurti ki waja se izat di jati thi...hr koi us ki khubsurati ki waja se us se dosti ka khaish mand tha khubsurati to aik tarf us ki dolat or maa bap ki ikloti olad hone ki waja se to us ki or bi izat barhi hui thi.

Amna dil bardashta ho kar apne ghar pohnchi. Wo log Harm logo ki tarah itne ameer nahi the, wo ghar mein dahil hui to sehan mein chohte chohte bache apas mein khel rahe the.

Unhe dekh kr us ki udasi jhat se gayeb ho gai. “Sonu.....Ali.......!!! wo bacho ki taraf bhagti hui gai.” Us nay apne sare bhanje bhanjiyo ko gale se laga lia. “Aww! Aliya bhi ai hui hai....!” wo sab ko pyar kar rahi thi.

“Khala! Aj tum bht pyari lag rhi ho...” Sonu bola.

Amna kay zehan mein Harm ki tasveer ai. Usy u laga jese Sonu b us ka mazak ura raha hai.

“Sonu......!” us ka lehja buland hua or wo zameen se uth karhi hui.

“ Sharam nahi ati tumhein.... kitne batmiz ho gaye ho tum... han?”

Sonu seham gaya. Darwaze mein karhi us ki behan Asma usy dekh kr heran reh gayi. Sonu ko sir jhuake dekha to wo bahir sehan mein aa gayin.

“Amna! Kya hua?” unho nay dhire se pocha.

Amna kuch kahe bina apne room mein chali gayi.

Rat ko jab Asma kay bache so gaye to us nay Amna se bat krni chahi. Us waqt wo sehan mein bethi chand ki tarf dekhe ja rhi thi.

“Amna! Akele kyu bethi ho?” Asma us k pas bethi.

“Bs aese hi...” us nay nazrein jhukae keh dia.

“Amna! Meri tarf dekho...!” Asma nay us ki thori pr hath rkh kr us ka chehra upr uthaya. Amna apni behn ki ankho mein dekhte hi rone lag gai. Asma ko wo is wqt masoom bache ki tarah lagi us nay usy apne gale lagaya. Jab Amna nay khub ro dho lia to khud hi batane lagi.

“Baji! Allah nay mujey kyu itna khubsurat nhi banaya. Kuch b nahi dia mujhe, na dolat na khubsurati. Kya ho jata agr thora khubsurat mujey b bana deta to. Harm ki taraf dekha hai ap nay kabi....wo kitni khubsurat hai or kitni ameer bi. Hum log b to us ki hi cznz hain na mgr na hi us ki tarah ameer hain or na hi khubsurat. Ye zyadati nahi?”

Asma us ki sari bat sunane k bad muskra di. “Nahi...” Amna Asma k chehre ki taraf herangi se dekhne lagi.

“Tumhein kis nay kaha hai k tum khubsurat nahi ho?”

“Bs mujey pata hai na... Kash mein b itni khubsurat hoti k khud pr rashq kr skti. Khud se ishq kr skti. Apne ap ko dekh kr mujey sakoon hi mil skta hota.”

“Changi surat te ashiq hona kadi ae danai....Ashiq ban tu us sohne da jis ae shaqal banai....” Asma nay apne mithe or dhime lehje mein shair parha. Amna kay dil pr ja kr us k alfaz lagey.

“Amna mere bache khubsurat hone mein insan ko koi kamal nahi. Allah khubsurat banata hai na... or khubsurati or jawani kab tak rehti hai aik na aik din to insan budha ho hi jata hai...lekin agr insan apne ap ko andar se khubsurat bana le to wo hamesha khubsurat rehta hai... hamesha....or Amna! Jo apni ya dusro ki khubsurati dekh kr banae wale k ashiq bante hain wo hi faide mein rehte hain or wo khud ba khud khubsurat ban jate hain.”

Amna kafi din Asma ki baton kay bare mein sochti rahi. Us ki baton or lafzo mein itna dam tha k wo Amna ki zindagi badal sakein.

Collage mein bi ab Haram ko agr dekhti to ahsas e kamtari mein mubatala nahi hoti thi.

Aj Haram us kay pas ai. “Amna! Aj kal tum muj jitna khubsurat lagne k liye make up kyu nhi krti...?” Haram k sawal krte hi us ki dosto nay kehka lagaya.

“Zahiri husan mere bs ki bat nahi, magr mein apne batin ko apne andar kay insan ko khubsurat bana rhi hu mere liye ab apni ruh ka khubsurat hona maini rkhne laga hai apne jisam ka nahi...”

Us nay pur aitmadi se jawab dia. Haram ko herangi hui. “huh, my foot.” us nay Amna k jane kay bad kaha.

Haram ko Amna ki bat pr gusa aa rha tha wo guse se lal pili ho kr ghr pohcnhi. Wo ghar dahal hui to kuch mehman bethe hue the.

“Haram! Dekho tumhari anti or un ka beta aye hain America se...” Us ki mama nay khushi se kaha.

Haram nay unhein salam tk krna gawara na kia or apne room mein chali gai.

“Lgta hai bht thak gai hai aj...” uski mama nay muskrate hue keh dia.

Abas apni walida kay sath ghar pohncha to kafi uljan shikar tha. “Mom! Ye wo lrki thi, jis ki tareefo mein ap zameen asman aik kr deti thi?”

“Areay beta to kya kami hai us mein, tum nay aj tak us jesi khubsurat lrki dekhi hai?”

“Mom aesi khubsurati ka kya faida? Mein nahi karu ga us se shadi.”

Udher Haram ki mama us k room mein gayi.

“Haram! Ye koi tareeqa hai. Wo sirf tum se milne aye the. Tumhara intazar kr rahe the or tum nay un logo ko salam tk nahi kia.”

“To mein kya karu...? na karte mera intazar, mene kaha tha karein.” Us nay la parwahi se keh dia.

Aj Amna ghar ki safai kr rhi thi. Unho ne Tahira or Abas ko ghar bulaya tha. Asma bhi ai hui thi.

Jab sab kuch saf ho gaya to sham ko Abas or uski mama Amna logo kay ghar ayi. Amna logo nay un ka ache se istaqbal kia or khushi se mili.

Amna ki maa ko unhein bithane k liye jaga nahi mil rhi thi. Asma or uski mama mehmano kay pas bethi rahi jab kay Amina salam krne or izat se hal wagera pochne kay bad kitchen mein chali gayi.

Is kay bad us nay khana lagaya or sab ko bulane ai.

“Khana to bht mazey ka bana hai...!” Tahira Ilyas nay tareef ki. “Wah bai Amna tum to bht acha khana banati ho.”

“Shukriya anti.” Amna nay muskra kr shukria ada kia.

Abas or Tahira Ilyas dono hi bht khushi khushi Amna logo kay ghar se lotey.

Abas aj kal idher udher ghomney kay ilawa kuch nhi kr rha tha. Aj rat wo ghr aya to us ki mama en us se bat krni chahi.

“Abas! To phir kya khayal hai. Ab is bar to tumhari shadi kr k hi jau gi. Haram bht achi lrki hai...!”

“Kyaa...?Ap abi bhi Haram ki tareef kr rhi hain?”

“Agr wo meri bahu bane ki to dunya dekhti reh jaye gi. Han thori magroor hai ab koi itna khubsurat ho to itna garoor to phir us ka haq banta hai na...!”

“Muje wo bilkul b achi nahi lagi, agr ap ko meri shadi krni hai to Amna se kr dein, mujey koi aitraz nhi or wo Haram se behtar hai.”

“Tumhara dimag to kharab nahi ho gaya...? Amna or Haram mein zameen Asman ka farq hai.”

Unhein gusa aya.

“Wo b to ap k bhai ki hi beti hai.”

“Pr Haram jitni khubsurat nahi...”

“Mom! Ap ko Haram ki khubsurati ki wja se us ki batmizi b bhol gai or Amna ki mamoli shaql ki waja se us ki hamare liye itni izat b yad na rahi? Mein agr shadi kru ga to Amna se, Haram ka khial to zehan se nikal dijie ap.”

Majboran Tahira Ilyas Abas or Amna ki shadi k liye razi ho gayin. Unho nay Amna kay parents se bat ki to unho nay foran han kr di.

Haram ko jab us ki mama nay Amna or Abas ki mangani kay bare mein bataya to wo ag bagola ho gai.

“What? Amna or Abas.......my God....! wo kahi se b us k sath nahi match krti nahi Abas itna pagal b to nahi or us ki itni himat kay wo mujey........ mujey thukra kr us do takey ki Amna se.........nahi.....ye namumkin hai...or anti ki to hamesha khaish thi k mein un ki bahu banu...?”

“Kyu mumkin nahi ye..... un dono ki shadi ho rhi hai.”

“Dekh leti hu mein....Kese hoti hai un dono ki shadi...”

Wo subah collage se nikali to samne Abas karha tha. Haram ko to tha hi us ka intazar. Aj Amina collage ai hi nahi thi usy laga jese wo us se hi milne aya hai. Wo us kay pas gai.

“Tum yaha kya kar rahe ho? Agr tumhein ye lagta hai k mein ab tumhare sath ghumne chalu gi to galt lagta hai... tum to ho hi andhe tumhein hire or miti mein farq b nhi krna ata?”

“Andhi to tum ho gai hui ho apne nafs ki chah mein...... tum kya samjti ho k tum bht khubsurat ho? Areay apne zahir ko dekhne ki bajae apne batin ko dekho, kabi apne andar jhanko tumhein pata chale k tum kitni bad surat ho. Zahiri khubsurati kuch nahi hoti agr insan andar se khubsurat na ho or rahi bat Amna ki to wo aik naik shareef or tum se kai zyada khubsurat hai kyu k us ka dil saf hai wo dusro k liye bura nahi sochti or garoor nahi krti. Agr tumhein lgta hai k tumhari khubsurati sab kuch hai to aj khud ko galt sabit kr skti ho aj mein nay tumhein chor kr Amna ko select kr lia hai...”

Wo gari mein betha, us nay gari chalai to gard Haram kay kapro pr par gai.

Ghar jate hi wo aine k samne khari hui apna khubsurat chehra dekha lekin aj usy apne khubsurat chehre pr us ki hr buri adat kala dhaba bn kr nazar aa rhi thi.

Us nay piche ki taraf qadm barhane shiru kr diey... wo bed pr bethi, apna sir gutno pr rkh kr zor zor se rone lagi...

Asma aj bht khush thi wo Amna ko tayar kr rhi thi. “Jaldi karo bhi barat aa gai hai...!” Un ki ami kamrey mein ai or Amna ko dekh kr unki ankhein bhr ai. Wo us k pas gayi.

“MASHALLAH! Kitni khubsurat lg rhi ho!”

“Acha na ama...! ab bahir le kr chalte hain Amna ko...!”

Amna Abas kay sath stage pr bethi hui thi. Dono hi bht khush the lekin un ki khushi or b barh gai jab Haram hatho mein phool liye hall mein ai. Amna usy dekh kr bht khuhs hui.

“Mubarik ho...!” us nay muskra kr Amna ko phool dete hue kaha. “Amna tum bht khubsurat ho, bht achi ho....mene tumhara bht dil dukhaya mujer maf kr do. Mein jan gai hu k haqiqi husan insan kay andar ka husan hota hai zahiri husan mein insan ka apna koi kamal nahi balke ye to khuda ki dain hai. Khuda tum dono ko hamesha khush rakhe...!”

Haram ki bat sun kr Amna ki ankhein nam ho gayi or us nay Haram ko gale se laga lia.

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Umeed E Sehar