Dillagi

Dillagi_ Part16

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Ahad ke jaane ke baad bhee ghar ke andar ka mahaul bilkul thanda nahi hua tha. Meerab kitchen mein bartan samait rahi thi, lekin us ka dhyan lagatar lounge ki taraf tha jahan se Zaviyar ke chalne ki aawaaz aa rahi thi. Wo gusse aur jalan mein lagatar wahan chakkar kaat raha tha. Meerab ne gehri saans li, ek tray mein pani ka glass rakha aur aahista se chalte hue lounge mein aayi.

"Zaviyar... please ab bas karein. Aap kab se is tarah gusse mein chakkar kaat rahe hain. Pani piyein," Meerab ne glass us ki taraf barhaya.

Zaviyar ruka, us ne Meerab ki taraf dekha. Us ki aankhon mein is waqt jalan aur gusse ki aag saaf chamak rahi thi. Us ne pani ka glass ek taraf rakha aur tezi se aage barh kar Meerab ke dono kandhe pakad liye. "Meerab! Tumhein maza aa raha hai na? Apne us university ke dost ke samne mujhe is tarah jalte hue dekh kar tumhein sukoon mil raha hai?"

Meerab ne apni masoom aankhein kholin aur boli, "Zaviyar, aap bacho ki tarah behave kar rahe hain. Ahad sirf ek dost hai, aur us ne jo bhee baatein keen, wo sirf mazaak mein thin. University life mein sab ki aisi dosti hoti hai."

"Mazaak?" Zaviyar ka lehje mazeed sakht ho gaya, us ne Meerab ko thoda aur apne qareeb khincha. "Wo tumhein 'sweetheart' keh raha tha, wo tumhare haath ki chai ke qisse suna raha tha! Aur tum... tum muskura kar us ki baatein sun rahi thin! Meerab, main sab kuch bardasht kar sakta hoon, apni daulat, apni shohrat, apni CEO ki kursi kho sakta hoon... lekin tumhein kisi aur ke qareeb dekhna mere bas ki baat nahi hai. Tum sirf aur sirf meri ho."

Zaviyar ki is deewangi aur possessiveness ne Meerab ke dil ki dharteez ko hila kar rakh diya. Us ka gussa ek pal mein hawa ho gaya aur us ke labon par ek khoobsurat muskurahat aa gayi. Us ne aahista se apna haath Zaviyar ke seene par rakha, jahan us ka dil bohot tezi se dharak raha tha.

"Zaviyar... aap ko mujh par yakeen nahi hai?" Meerab ne bohot narm aur pyari aawaaz mein poocha.

Zaviyar ne us ki aankhon mein dekha, us ka gussa thoda thanda hua. "Mujhe tum par khud se zyada yakeen hai, Meerab. Lekin mujhe us par yakeen nahi hai... aur na hi kisi aur par jo tumhein is tarah dekhe." Us ne ek gehri saans li aur Meerab ke maathe par aahista se apne lab rakh diye. "Main nahi chahta ke tum us reunion mein jao."

Meerab ne hairaan ho kar apna sir uthaya, "Lekin Zaviyar, hum ne Ahad ke samne haan kaha tha. Aur agar hum nahi gaye, to sab samjhenge ke hum darr gaye ya aap sach mein bohot shakki hain. Please chalein na, mere sath aap bhee honge to mujhe kis baat ka darr?"

Zaviyar ne thodi dair socha, phir us ke labon par ek shokh muskurahat aayi. "Theek hai, hum jayenge. Lekin ek shart par."

"Kya shart?" Meerab ne pucha.

"Us party mein tum sirf mere sath rahogi. Kisi aur se baat karte waqt tumhara haath mere haath mein hona chahiye, taake sab ko pata chale ke tum kis ki malkiat ho. Aur... jo dress tum pehnogi, wo main khud select karunga," Zaviyar ne dharalle se kaha.

Meerab ne apna sir hila diya, "Aap sach mein jallad hi hain! Chalein, aap ki shart qabool hai."

Agle do din isi tayaari mein guzar gaye. Zaviyar ne khud Meerab ke liye ek behad haseen aur royal blue rang ka silk ka designer suit order kiya, jis par bohot hi nazaakat se silver kaam kiya hua tha. Jab reunion ki shaam aayi, to Meerab jab taiyar ho kar room se baahir nikli, to Zaviyar corridor mein khara us ka intezar kar raha tha. Meerab ko dekh kar us ki nigahein wahin tharr gayin. Meerab us blue suit mein, khule baalon aur halki si jewelry ke sath aisi lag rahi thi jaise aasmaan se koi haseen chand zameen par utar aaya ho.

"Zaviyar? Kaise lag rahi hoon?" Meerab ne thoda sharmate hue apna dupatta set kiya.

Zaviyar chalte hue us ke bilkul qareeb aaya, us ka dil tezi se dharak raha tha. "Mera dil kar raha hai ke main abhi sab ko call kar ke mana kar doon ke hum nahi aa rahe. Main nahi chahta ke koi bhee tumhein is roop mein dekhe."

Meerab khilkhila kar hans parri, "Chalein ab, dair ho rahi hai!"

Dono gaari mein baithe aur shehar ke ek bohot hi bade 5-star hotel ke banquet hall ki taraf nikal gaye, jahan university ka reunion chal raha tha. Hall ke andar dakhil hote hi har taraf lights, music aur purane dosto ka shor tha. Jaise hi "Mr. and Mrs. Zaviyar" ne hall mein qadam rakha, poore hall mein ek khamoshi chha gayi. Sab ki nazren is khoobsurat aur be-misal jodi par tik gayin.

Ahad tezi se unki taraf barha, "Wow! Meerab, tum to bilkul rani lag rahi ho aaj!"

Lekin is se pehle ke Ahad mazeed kuch bolta, Zaviyar ne bohot hi rob-daar andaz mein Meerab ki kamar mein apna haath dala aur use apne aur qareeb kar liya. Us ne Ahad ki taraf dekh kar ek fatah-bana muskurahat ke sath kaha, "Shukriya, Ahad. Lekin raniyan sirf apne badshah ke sath hi achhi lagti hain."

Ahad ek pal ke liye thora jhapka, lekin phir muskura diya. Lekin unhe nahi maloom tha ke is reunion mein sirf Ahad nahi tha, balki university ke dino ka ek aur naya kirdar bhee wahan majood tha jo Meerab se purani dushmani ka badla lene ke liye kab se is mauqe ke intezar mein baitha tha.

*(To be continued...)*