teri meri ana part 1

" I dont believe you.... !" Mia ne ta'suf se us ki taraf dekha.
lawn men kursiyaan set kerwate huwe us ne Mia ki awaz pe palat k dekha. " kiun, kia huwa? kuch garbar ha setting mien?" us ne lawn ki sajawat pe ik nazar dalli.
" tum us larki ki shadi  ki kursiyan set ker rahe ho jis se tumien mohabbat hai... how could you do this to her.. to yourself!" hathun men peele phool pakre, ankhoon men ansoo liye woh us se sawal ker rahi thi.
" kia bakwas ha mia? jao andar .. and dont you dare breathe a word about any of your stories! understand?" aaista magar sakht lehjey men us ne mia ko warn kia.
ik gehri sans le k woh pass parri kursi pe baith gaya... " kia bakwas hai..sara mood khrb kr dia hai iss mia ki bachi ne.. mohabbat . what shit!"
Mamoo ne awaz di to wo jaldi se un ki madad kerne uth gaya...

" mehr... " lakri key jharookey men kharri woh b us udas sham ka koi hissa lag rahi thi..peela libas, zard c rangat aur hathun men peeli chooriyan pehne kitni masoom lag rahi thi woh.
"hm?" mia ki awaz pe halkey se boli.. "mia, kal men yahan se chali jaun g...ajeeb lag raha hai na"
mia us k kandhe pe sar rakh k rone lagi.. " kash men tumien rok sakti.."
" itna larti ho mujhse.. aj hi pyar aa ra hai tumien b" us k ansoo b jaise ankhoon se nikalne ka bahana dhond rahe they...
Ajeeb baat hai, jo log hameesha sath rehte hain, khayal rakhte hain, pyar kerte hain .. woi apney hathun se ajnabiun k hawale ker dete hain... ik dam sab paraya ho jata hai.. kitna ajeeb lagta hai.. ik dunia se dosri dunia men qadam rakhna... kaisa faisla hota hai apni poori zindagi badal dene ka .. purane chehroon ko naye chehroon se tabdeel kerne ka faisla aur apni zindagi, khushi, aur zaat ka ik ik hisa kissi anjaan insaan k hath men de dene ka faisla... khud ko girvi rakhwa dene ka faisla...

sham pehle hi dhal chuki thi.. sab log mehendi k liye tayar ho rahe they.. Mia ko jana parra... rone se us ki ankhien surkh ho rahi theen.. lihaza ussey make up ki pareshani hone laggi..
"uff mehr... dekho meri ankhien.. thand pani se theek ho jaen g na??" sheeshe men khud ko ghor ghor k dekhte huwe wo pareshani se keh rahi thi.. aur bahir har taraf mia k naam ki pukar par rahi thi..
"jao mia... thek ho jaien g.. sab pagal ho rahe hain... har cheex ka tumien pata hai k kahan hai..." mehr ne us ko kamre se bahir dhakailte huwe kaha.
'ja rahi hun... mat dhake do badtameez... khud tayar ho jao ghante tak.. tmari chexien almari mien hain. aur chabi vase k neeche hai"
"OK! dafa ho plz" mehr ne tang aa k kaha..
Mia k jane se ik dam khamooshi ho gai... aur phir achanak.. ik dam se mehr ko ehsas huwa .. k kia ho ra hai.. us ki shadi.. moiz se nahi... kissi aur se... yeh koi khuwab nhi ha.. haqeeqat hai.. sach hai... aur is ko reverse kerne ka b koi tareeqa nahi hai... yeh final hai..
yak dam us ka dil... doob gaya,... "Allah..." darwaza band ker k wo rone lagi..
Bahir se ab oonche oonche ganoon ki awaz aa rahi thi...
" ovrai chali sharmati ghabrati wo
  piya k ghar ithlati bal khati wo
  surmai naina chalkati chalkati wo
  piya k ghar bharmati sakuchati wo"

hansi ki awazien, baatun ki ..shor.. hangama.. phir us k andar itni ghuttan kiun thi..

"Mehr...." darwaze pe dastak hoi.. " tayar ho rahi ho???" Mia ne chilla k poocha...
"Hann mia... bus thori dair men ati hun.." ba mushkil apna gala saaf ker k us ne kaha..


P.S: felt like writing a story and it got long. will post nxt part soon.