Wabasta | Complete ✔

Chapter 2

Shagufta walked into the room, fuming in anger, with Dawood right behind her.

"Shagufta, shant ho jao. Itna gussa karna achhi baat nahi hai."

She turned around and looked at him bewildered.

"Aur jo badtameezi usne kiyi hai, woh achhi baat hai?"

"Bilkul nahi, par gussa hone se kiska faida hua hai aaj tak?"

He made her sit down on the bed and sat down beside her, squeezing out all possible attempts to calm her down.

"Dawood, yeh larki itni zyada badtameez hogayi hai ke mujhe ab samajh hi nahi aata main issey baat karun bhi toh kaise. Na waqt dekhti hai na jagah dekhti hai, bas jo man mein aye woh munh par bol kar chali jaati hai. Is baat ka bhi lihaz nahi karti ke jissey woh itni unchi awaaz mein baat kar rahi hain woh uski maa hai!"

"Mujhe pata hai aaj jo kuch bhi usne kahan woh har giz theek nahi tha, lekin tum bhi uske saath bauhat harsh thi," he turned around and sat straight to face her. "Tumhe pata toh hain, Aman aur uske bare mein. Bachpan ke dost hain, dono ek dusre ko pasand karte hai. In Sha Allah age chalke unke beech koi rishta bhi banega. Phir kyun tumne ussey aisa kahan?"

Shagufta looked at her husband solemnly.

"Pata hai. Mujhe un dono ki dosti se koi aitraz nahi hai, lekin Firdaus abhi chhoti hai. Aman toh phir bhi parh likh kar kuch ban jayega. Koi peechhe reh jayega toh woh hogi hamari beti. Yeh uski studies par focus karni ki umar hai, lekin woh usko chhorke baki sab karti hai. Main uski maa hoon Dawood, main uski achhayi ke liye usey mashwara deti hoon."

"Lekin tumhare mashware dene ka tareeka ghalat hai Shagufta. Firdaus bauhat jazbaati hai, aur upar se tumhare aur uske beech jo tensions hain woh alag. Tum usey thoda waqt do, thoda pyar se samjhao. Woh itni bhi ghair ikhlaqi nahi hai ke koi ghalat kadam utha lein."

He took her hands into his and patted them reassuringly.

"Kabhi kabhi mujhe apne maazi par afsos hota hai. Sochti hoon ki shayad uski taraf thodi aur tawajju di hoti toh shayad aaj halaat kuch aur hote." She sighed and looked up at nowhere in particular. "Woh toh mujhe apni maa hi nahi samajhti."

"Aisi baat nahi hai Shagufta. Tumne jo kiya woh tumhari majboori thi. Tumne itni struggle karke khud ko establish kiya, kis liye? Take tum Firdaus ko ek achhi zindagi de sako. 4 saal tak tumne usey akele pala hai bina kisi ke sahare ke. Kitni raatein tumne jaag jaag ke kaam kiya, uski deikhbhaal ki. Usey toh woh sab yaad bhi nahi hoga."

"Main usey yaad dilana bhi nahi chahti Dawood. Woh bura waqt jo humne guzara hai, uski yaadon ki parchhayi main uspar kabhi nahi parne dungi. Aapke pyar ne hum dono ki zindagi se woh andhera hamesha ke liye door kardiya hai."

A lone tear formed at the corner of her eyes but she wiped it away before it could fall.

"Woh apko apna sab kuch manti hai Dawood, yeh jante hue bhi ke woh aapki sagi aulaad nahi hai. Uske baap ne toh uske paida hote hi usko bhula diya tha," she scoffed, "Par jo mohabbat aap ne usey di hai na, woh koi saga baap bhi nahi de sakta tha. Woh bhale hi mujhe apni maa na mane, par mujhe khushi hai ke woh aapse itni mohabbat karti hai, aap ki itni izzat karti hai."

"Woh meri beti hai Shagufta. Aur main apni beti ko itna zaroor janta hoon ke yeh dawey ke saath keh sakoon ke woh kuch ghalat nahi karegi. Waqt ke saath saath woh apni zimmedariyan bhi uthana seekh jayegi. Tum itni fikar mat kiya karo. Bauhat hoshiyar bacchi hai hamari."

Their conversations would often end in harmony. Dawood Jahan was not only a great father to Firdaus, but also a dutiful and caring husband. For Shagufta, he was that friend whom she could always confide in. Who always eased her worried just by being there. He was their pillar, the anchor in their family.