BEWAFA

*BEWAFA* *Chapter 1: COLLEGE* Punjab University, Lahore. September. Barish ho ke ruki thi. Zain library ki seerhi pe betha tha. Purani jeans, white kurta, haath mein chai. Samnay kitaab, par nazar kitaab mein nahi. Nazar samnay ground mein crickt khelte larkon pe. Middle class ka tha. Baap school master. Khud raat ko tuition parha ke fee bharta tha. Par aankhon mein gurur tha... ghareeb hone ka nahi, khuddar hone ka. Tabhi Ferrari ki awaaz. Zoya utri. Red dress, golden jhumkay, 2 bodyguard peechay. Sheher ke sab se bade builder ki ek lauti beti. Nak charha ke chalti thi. College usay "Queen Zoya" kehta tha. Zain ne dekha bhi nahi. Chai ka sip liya. Zoya ko bura laga. Usay nazar andaaz kaun karta hai? Wo seedha Zain ke paas aayi. Heel ki tak seerhi goonj gayi. Zoya: "Oye tum... uthtay kyun nahi? Queen khari hai." Zain ne kitaab band ki. Nazar utha ke dekha. Na smile, na dar. Zain: "Queen wahan hoti hai jahan takht ho. Ye seerhi hai... yahan sab barabar bethte hain." Zoya ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. Pehli dafa kisi ne usay "Queen" se "Aam" banaya tha. Tabhi teesra banda aaya. Usman. Zain ka bachpan ka dost. Hamesha Zain ke saath saaya bana rehta. Has mukh, par aankhein... aankhein girgit ki tarah rang badalti thi. Usman: "Zoya ji, ye Zain hai. Pagal shayar hai. Dil pe mat lena." Zoya ne Zain ko ghoora: "Shayar ho? To mere liye kuch bolo." Zain ne chai khatam ki. Khali cup side pe rakha. Zoya ki aankhon mein dekha: _"Takht ke lalach mein log bik jatay hain Zoya..._ _Hum fakir log hain, sirf dil ki baat pe sarr katatay hain."_ Sannata. Zoya ke chehray ka rang badal gaya. Gussa... ya kuch aur? Usman ne baat banai: "Arre Zoya ji, bura mat manana. Ye aisa hi hai. Par dil ka saaf hai." Zoya 2 second ruki. Phir apna iPhone nikala, Zain ki taraf phainka: "Number save karo. Kal se tum mujhe roz 1 sher sunao ge. Ye Queen ka hukum hai." Zain ne iPhone pakra. Number save kiya. Naam likha: *"Ghurur"*. Phir iPhone wapis Zoya ko de diya: "Hukum Queen ka sar aankhon pe. Par shayar paise pe nahi, izzat pe likhte hain." Zoya ne iPhone dekha. Screen pe naam "Ghurur" chamak raha tha. Wo pehli dafa muskurai. Asli muskurahat. Us din ke baad College mein naya scene tha. Subah Zoya ki Ferrari, shaam ko Zain ki purani bike, aur beech mein Usman... *"Best Trio"*. Canteen wali aunty bhi kehti: "In teeno ki dosti dekh ke lagta hai... duniya abhi khatam nahi hui." Library ki seerhi pe aksar teeno bethte. Zoya: "Zain, aaj ka sher?" Zain: _"Tumhe paane ki zid nahi Zoya... tumhe khone ka darr hai."_ Usman taali bajata: "Waah ustad waah!" Par Usman jab taali bajata tha na... to uski aankhein Zoya ko dekhti thi. Aur Zoya jab muskurati thi... to sirf Zain ko dekhti thi. Kisi ko pata nahi tha ke is "Best Trio" mein ek teesra zeher bhi pal raha hai. *Teeno ne ek din kasam khai thi seerhi pe beth ke:* *"Hum teeno ki dosti amar hai... koi tor nahi sakta."* Uper asmaan ne us din zor ki bijli karakai thi. Shayad usay pata tha... kasam tootne wali hai. --- *Chapter 1 Done* ✅🔥