Ek Kahani Part 6

Ek Kahani Part 6

A Story by Amrit Raj Karn

Read Part 5 Here

Maine Ishani ko apne dil ka tukda de diya tha, wo Diary jisse main kisi ko bhi hath lagane nahi deta aaj usse de diya tha, pyar to aaj bhi tha magar bht dar lag raha tha fir se uske sath jaane rehne me. Ek bar tut chuka tha, khud ko sambhalne me bht waqt lagta hai aur uske aaye hue 3 din bhi nahi hue honge ki main fir se us se pyar krne laga tha.

Wo office jaa chuki thi aur main ghar par baith kr apna kaam krne laga tha. Thodi der bad main apne kamre me baitha hua tha aur purane dinon ko yadd kr raha tha. Sb kuch kitna hasin tha na, mujhe aaj yaad jb hm pehli bar school khtm hone ke bad pass wali coffee shop gaye the main jitna kaam bolta tha tum utna hi jyda bolti thi. Tum samne baithi hui thi aur main kabhi samne table par hi rakhi apni diary ke pannon ko palatata aur kabhi tumhe dekhta.

“Is Diary me itna kya khas hai Amrit, mere barabar haisiyat hai iski. Jitni nazre mere pe nahi us se jyda is par hai”

Main sharma gaya aur bola “Are nahi Ishani, tum se jyda is jahan me aur koi nahi hai mere liye aur ye diary tumhari hi kahani kehti hai, is me likhti har shabd bs tumhare liye hai. Padhna hai?”

Maine apni diary Ishani ke taraf badhai, wo kuch pannon ko palatne ke ek panne par ruki aur dekhne lagi,

“तुम्हारा यू आंखों पर काजल।
का पहरा लगा कर आना।।
और मेरी सांसों का यू थम सा जाना।
ये साथ साथ ही तो होता था जाना।।”

“Wah, bada acha likhte ho yarr”

“Pata hai ye kb likha tha?” Maine us se dheemi si aawaz me pucha. “Nahi, batao kb likha?”, Ishani ne coffee ke mug ko hothon se lagate hue bola, “Yaad hai mere ghar pe party thi aur maine tumhe bhi bulaya tha.”

“Haan yaad hai, tumhari behen ki birthday party thi, Ussi din likhe the ye?”

“Haan, us din pehli bar maine tumhari aakhon me kajal dekha tha, tum behad khubsurat lag rahi thi”

Ishani ke chehre pe aayi wo halki si muskan mere jeene ki wajah ban gayi thi. Na jaane kitne aise pal the jo bht aam hote hue bhi mere liye khas ban gaye the. Meri Scooty se hi ab sath me hi school jana, har sham coffee shop par humara table reserved rehna, raat ko ghanto call par baat krna.

Mere ghar par papa ko chor sb ko ye mere baare me pata chal gaya tha, maa ne thoda gussa kiya tha magar ye bharosa dilane ke bad ki meri padhai par iska asar nahi padega wo thodi shant ho gayi thi. Ek baar maa se milne ke liye Ishani ko ghar bhi bulaya tha. Maa ne Ishani ka masum sa chehra dekh kr bs usse itna hi bola tha “Ye tumse bhut pyar krta hai, khyal rakhna iska”

Yaad hai mujhe aaj bhi, jb mera admission college me apne sheher Ranchi se bhut dur Chennai ho gaya tha, aur Ishani ne Ranchi me hi  admission liya tha. Mere sapne bade the isliye mujhe dur jana tha. Dar mujhe us waqt hi laga tha ki kahi long Distance ke chalte hm dur na ho jaye. Aur kuch waqt bad mera dar sahi sabit ho hi gaya tha.

Main akele baitha baitha kuch khyalon me khoya hua tha ki maa ka call aaya, maa ne haal chal pucha magar meri aawaz se usne pehchan liya tha main kuch paresahni me hu, maine usse sb kuch batla diya. Maa ne bs itna hi kaha “Tum Samjhdar ho, tumhe jo sahi lage wo krna aur main bhi Ishani se mili hu, jaha tak main usse janti hu wo aachi ladki hai, agar wo keh rahi hai ki wo tumhare sath rehna chahti hai to sach keh rahi hogi. Baki tu khud dekh le, tujhe jaisa sahi lage, tu jo bhi decision lega main tere sath hu”

Din bhar guzar chuka tha, main ghar par akela baitha hua, aaj din bhar me ek baar bhi Ishani ne na hi call nahi kiya, na message kiya. Main sham ko apni bike le kr ghumne nikal gaya, Apni society ke churahe par pahucha hi tha ki Ishani auto rickshaw se utarte hue mujhi dikhi. Main scooty uski taraf le gaya aur usse bola “Mujhe call kr liya hota, main aa jata lene”

To be Continued

Read Part 7 Here