Chapter 4

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"Aaj phir mu latak gaya he tera?"

Azaan apni night duty se wapis aya tha aur usne Nawfal ko dekhte hi kaha tha jo mu phulae apni packing karne me masroof tha.

Azaan uske bed per betha tha.

"Nahi mili woh..."

Usne ek gehra sans le kar direct zaroori baat ki thi. Azaan ne apna mu khola phir Nawfal ki shakal dekhte hi band kar liya.

"Aaj off thi uski. Aur kuch der me flight he meri."

"Tumhe usse maafi na mang paane per itna dukh he ya kuch aur bhi he?"

Azaan ne tafteeshi andaaz me pucha tha.

Nawfal ne apni ankhe band ki aur piche bed per gir gaya.

"Pata nahi.... bas uska chehra mere dimag se nahi jaa raha.."

"Mohabbat ho gai he?"

"Nahi... lekin lag raha he jese ek aur baar uska chehra mere saamne aya to ho jae gi."

Usne usi tarah ankhe band hi rakhe hue kaha tha. Azaan jese kisi sakte me chala gaya.
Nawfal ko aise usne pehle kabhi nahi dekha tha. Woh bohat uljha hua lag raha tha. Aur uski uljhan woh uske chehre se hi pehchan sakta tha.

"Lekin aise kese Nawfal? Tum dono mushkil se do dafa mile ho aur..."

"Jaanta hun. Main konsa keh raha hun ke mohabbat ho gai he? Bas lagta he ke ho jae gi."

"Ab yeh kya bakwas he? Agar tujhe lag raha he ke ho jae gi to matlab yehi he na ke tujhe usse muhabbat he?"

Nawfal aage se thora sa muskuraya aur apna bag band karke use bed se utar ta hua khud bhi uth gaya.
Woh nahi jaanta tha ke use kya jawaab deta. Farak tha in do ehsasaat me? Shayad tha. Lekin kesa farak? Woh nahi jaanta tha.
Mohabbat uske liye ek bohat naya ehsaas tha.

Usne apna samaan rakhne ke baad Azaan ko dekha. Woh khamoshi se use dekh raha tha.

"Ab chalen ya flight miss karwani he?"

Nawfal ne kaha. Azaan apni chabian pakarta hua bahir nikal gaya tha. Woh airport ponchne ke baad parking per khare the jab Azaan uske gale lag gaya.

"Apna khayal rakhna aur jaldi wapis aana"

Nawfal ne use kaha. Azaan ne uske kadhe ko thapka.

"InshAllah! Baba Bibi jaan aur Da ji ko salaam dena. Aur Palwasha ko meri taraf se pyar dena."

"Yeh sab tum khud aa kar karna!"

Usne kaha aur use khuda hafiz keh kar woh wahan se chala gaya tha. Woh jaa raha tha lekin ek kaam adhura chor kar jaa raha tha.

"Rayah Hayat Khan...."

Nawfal ne waiting area me bethe hue besakhta uska naam liya tha.
Us larki main najane kya tha.
Woh nah chahte hue bhi uske baare me kyu soch raha tha.

Woh jaanta tha ab uski mulaakat usse hona kisi moujze se kam nahi tha. Lekin moujze bhi to isi duniya ke hote hen?
Shayad uski kismat bhi use koi mouka de?

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