Paasbaan

1. بچپن

Album ka ek ek safa palat te hue agar woh kehti ke use kuch yaad nahi aya tha to yeh shayad bohat bara jhoot hota. Jab usne pehla safaa palta to usme uski 10 saal ke waqt ki ek tasweer thi jisme woh saaf dekh sakti thi ke woh dekh camera me rahi thi magar uski do poniyon me se ek kisi ke haath me thi. Purani ek yaad jese wapis ayi aur kuch aur yaadon se takrayi aur phir woh muskura di.

"Mere baal..!"

Das saala hooriya cheekhi to jisne uski poni ko pakra hua tha usne yak dam chora aur ghar ke andar ko bhaaga tha.

"Kabir!!"

Woh wahin se route hue chir kar cheekhi aur dusri taraf khare haste hue Saif ko dekha. Jo uske ghoorne se yak dam hasna band kar ke andar apne bhai ke peechey bhaga tha.

"Mamu Kabir ne phir mere baal khenche..!"

Woh jaa ke apne mamu ki goud me ankhe ragarte hue jaa bethi. Unho ne muskura ke use dekha.

"Acha? Main abhi puchta hun usse magar rona to band karo bachey?"

Unho ne kaha to Miraal ne ankhe ragrin.

"Kar diya band ab use bulaa ke dante..!"

Usne masoom shakal ke saath kaha to uske taya abbu muskurae aur Kabir kko awaaz lagane lage. Jab Kabir aaya to use khoob daant pari aur saath hi murga bhi bana diya gaya jispe Miraal beyhad khush hui thi aur use masnooyi muskurahat sajae dekhti hui zubaan nikaal ke chiraya jispe Kabir ko aur aag lag gayi ho jese aur woh apne baazu chor ke phir uski taraf aya magar usse pehle hi hooriya cheekh chuki thi aur uske mamu phir wahan mutawajjah ho chuke the. Kabir to dugni maar aur daant parwane ke baad jese Miraal ke seene me thand si par gayi thi.

Aur phir jab raat ko ghar jaane ka waqt aya to uski nazre yak dam use dhoond ne lagin. Dupeher kis us daant ke baad se woh use nahi dikha tha aur use tajassus sa hone laga woh chalti hui uske kamre me gayi magar woh use na mila woh phir charti hui upar chat tak gayi woh use wahan bhi na mila phir chat se neechey aate hue seerion ke beech bane chote se darwaze pe nazar uski gayi jo uske liye to zara chota nahi tha magar kisi bare bande ke jaane ke liye thora chota tha. Usne kuch darte hue darwaze ko khola aur do kadam leti hui andar ayi aur uski nazar bohat se samaan me se dayen taraf ke kone pe gayi jahan halki halki roshni thi. Use dar to lag raha tha magar woh phir bhi mu pe haath rakhe chalti gayi. Jab us roshni ke kareeb kuch kadmo me hi ponchi to usne ek taraf lamp rakhe dusri taraf juice se bhara hua thermos aur chips ka packet rakhe hue Kabir ko dekha jiske duri taraf Harry potter ki sari kitaben bohat achey se kataar me lagi pari huin thi. Woh page ko palat ta hua chips khane me masroof tha jab uski nazar wahan khari ankhe phaare dekhti Hooriya pe pari.

"Tum kya kar rahi ho yahan loomri?"

Woh hamesha use loomri kaha karta tha ab yeh pyaar se kehta ya gusse se magar woh thi to uski loomri hi.

"Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho?"

Usne uske aas paas dekhte hue pucha to Kabir ne fakhriya andaaz me us mitti aur andhere se bhari pari jagah ko dekh ke kaha.

"Welcome to my secret stair house"

"Stair house? Yeh kya hua bhala!"

"Tum bewakoof bacho ka yehi masla hota hai ek to. Jese treehouse hota hai waise hi yeh mera stair house hai"

Usne kaha aur Miraal jese kuch mutassir hui thi.

"Hai to acha magar mitti bohat hai..!"

"Haan to mujhe konsi tumhari tarah house dust se allergie hai jo main safai karun!"

Woh bola to Miraal ne bhi kuch kehne ke liye mu se haath hatay aur bolne hi lagi magar uski aadhi baat me hi use cheenke aane lag gayin aur usse baat na ho paari thi. Kabir ne kisi bare ki tarah sar jhatka aur uth ke aage hue aur uska haath pakarta hua use wahan se bahir nikal ne laga.