Chapter 15

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~Zindagi ki pehli shart... Zinda rehna. Kisi ke humari zindagi me hone ya na hone se zindagi rukti nahi hai bas insaan per apna asar chor jaati hai!
Zindagi ki dosri shart.. kisi ka sahara! jese hi insaan is duniya me ata hai uska pehla sahara uske maa baap aur qareebi rishtedar hotey hai, aur phir jese jese woh bara hota jata hai usko mukhtalif saharon ki zaroorat parti jati hai, dost ahebab! Per phir ek aysa dor ajata hai jab insaan khud ko akela mehsoos karta hai is duniya ki bheer me kahin kho jata hai aur apne idr gird logon ke honey ke bawajood usko yun mehsoos hota hai jese woh kisi qabristaan me ho, jahan log toh bohat hai per apna koi nahi! Per kuch log khushnaseeb hotey hi jinko ek sacha aur pakka sahara mil jata hai aur kuch is duniya ki bheer me hi kho ke reh jate hai..!!

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*flashback in bolds*

"yeh last trip hai mera tumhare bina, iske baad kabhi tumhe akela nahi chorunga" Alyaan apna saman pack karke utha tha aur emaan ka matha chooma tha.

"pakka?" Emaan ne bacho ki tarha mou banaya tha

"meri jaan, agey kabhi aapse jhoot bola hai?" Alyaan bag uthata uske chehre per jhuka tha.

"tumhari aankhein itni khoobsurat kese hai?" Emaan ki aankhon me woh humesha kho jata tha. Emaan uski baatein sun ker muskura raha tha.

"yeh muskurahat bhi bohat khoobsurat hai" Alyaan uske pure chehre per apne haathon se pyaar karraha tha, aur woh bas uske in tareeqon per muskurayi jaa rahi thi.

Emaan apne bed per laiti huwi thi. 2 saal ho chuke the, woh rozana jeene aur marne ka safar teh ker rahi thi. Har raat yeh umeed karti thi ke woh usko lene ayega. Har raat yeh dua kerti thi ke usne muskurana na chora ho. Har roz apni galti ki saza bhugat rahi thi.

"lala" Woh 2 saal ka chota bacha tha, jo sahi se bol bhi nahi pata tha, apne chotey chotey haathon se emaan ke chehre ko cho raha tha. Yun lagta tha jese woh ab  emaan ka is duniya me akhiri sahara ho.

"jee meri jaan" Emaan uth ker bheti aur usko apni goud me liya.

"mama not home, i want foood" woh bacha apne aankhein nam karke usko dekh raha tha.

"dont worry mera bacha, khala haina, chalo mere saath" Woh Arsalan ki behan ka beta tha. Ek saal hogaya tha emaan ko wahan rehte huwe, itne ajnaabiyon me sirf ek shaqs ko apna paya tha aur woh tha yeh bacha.

"emaan kidher ja rahi ho" Arsalan ki awaaz thi jo apne kamre se nikalta bhar hall me aya tha jahan emaan apna hijaab sahi karte us bachay ko goud me utha rahi thi.
Woh ab duppata humesha apne sar per rekhti thi. Uske aankho ke neeche halke yun the jese woh barso se soyi na ho, woh bohat kamzoor hogayi thi.

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