WIRASAT MERI NAFRAT KA WAARIS CHAPTER 6 SAKOON

WIRASAT: MERI NAFRAT KA WAARIS Chapter 6: "Sakoon?" ~_~_~ Hospital ki safed deewarein Zoya ko kaat rahi thi. Haider ICU mein tha. Goli kandha cheerti hui nikal gayi thi. Bach gaya tha. Shamsher bahar bench pe baitha tha. Sar jhuka ke. Haath khoon se sanay. Apne nahi. Haider ke. "Doctor ne kya kaha?" Zoya ne poocha. Awaz mein nafrat thi na dard. Bas thakan. "Bach jaye ga." Shamsher ne sar nahi uthaya. "Police case nahi banay gi. Maine sambhal liya hai." Zoya khirki se bahar dekhne lagi. Subah ho rahi thi. "Tum ne use kyun nahi maara Shamsher? Mauka tha. Badla mukammal ho jata." Shamsher ne pehli dafa us ki taraf dekha. Aankhein laal. Raat bhar ka jaaga hua. "Kyunki tu beech mein thi Zoya. Aur us ke peechay... wo tha." Us ne Zoya ke pait ki taraf ishara kiya. "Main goli chalata... to wo bhi mar jata. Mera khoon. Meri nafrat ka waris. Main apne baap jaisa nahi ban saka. Na ban'na chahta hun." Nurse bahar aayi. "Mr. Sikandar? Patient hosh mein hai. Aap ko bula raha hai." Shamsher utha. Zoya ka haath pakra. "Chal." "Main nahi jaungi." Zoya ne haath chhuraya. "Us ne mujhe becha tha. Tumhari nafrat mein jhonka tha. Main us ka munh nahi dekhna chahti." "Jana paray ga." Shamsher ki pakar sakht ho gayi. Lekin awaz naram thi. "Wo tera baap hai. Aur... aur shayad ye aakhri mulaqat ho. Nafrat ke hisaab kitab band karne hain Zoya. Warna ye bacha... ye bacha bhi hamari tarah waris banay ga. Nafrat ka." ~_~_~ ICU - 10 MINUTE BAAD Haider bed pe para tha. Naalon se ghira hua. Chehra peela. Lekin aankhon mein ab laalach nahi tha. Sharmindagi thi. "Beta..." Us ne haath barhaya. Zoya peechay hat gayi. Shamsher ne us ka kandha tham liya. "Maaf kar de Zoya." Haider ki awaz kaanp rahi thi. "Main haiwaan tha. Paise ke liye... maine apni kokh ka sauda kar diya. Shamsher ke baap se dhoka kiya. Aur jab sab lut gaya... to tujhe... tujhe..." "Rehne do." Zoya ne munh phair liya. Aansuon ko roka. "Ab kehne se kya hoga? Jo hona tha ho gaya." "Nahi beta." Haider khansnay laga. Khoon aa gaya. "Sunn. Shamsher ke baap ne... us ne bhi mujhe dhoka diya tha. Zameen ke kaagaz nakli thay. Us ne meri maa ki dawa ke paise tak nahi diye. Main ghussay mein pagal ho gaya tha. Aag... aag main ne lagwai thi. Lekin main qatil nahi tha Zoya. Main majboor tha. Teri kasam." Shamsher ki muthi bhinnch gayi. "Jhooth. Mera baap farishta tha." "Farishtay nahi hotay beta." Haider ne Shamsher ko dekha. "Insaan hotay hain. Galtiyan kartay hain. Tumharay baap ne ki. Maine ki. Aur ab... ab tum dono kar rahay ho. Is bachay ke saath." Us ne Zoya ke pait ki taraf dekha. "Isko nafrat mat dena. Wada karo. Main mar jaun... to meri qabar pe mittii dalne mat aana. Bas is bachay ko batana... ke is ka nana... is ka nana buzdil tha. Lekin aakhir mein... aakhir mein us ne sach bola tha." Machine beep karne lagi. Doctor bhaag ke aaye. "Bahar jayen! Halat kharab ho rahi hai!" Shamsher ne Zoya ko baahar kheecha. Zoya ki aankhon se aansu beh rahay thay. Nafrat ke nahi. Be basi ke. "Wo mar jaye ga Shamsher." Wo Shamsher ke seene se lag ke ro pari. Pehli dafa. Us ke samnay. "Mera baap mar jaye ga. Aur main usay maaf bhi nahi kar pai." Shamsher ne usay apne baahon mein bhar liya. Logo ke samnay. Hospital ke beech. Mafia ka Badshah... ek roti hui aurat ko chup kara raha tha. "Wo nahi maray ga Zoya." Us ne Zoya ke baal sehlaye. "Main nahi marnay dun ga. Kyun ke agar wo mar gaya... to tu toot jaye gi. Aur agar tu toot gayi... to ye bacha... ye bacha paida hotay hi yateem ho jaye ga. Maa ke hotay huay bhi." 4 ghantay baad. Doctor bahar aya. Mask utar ke. "Khatray se bahar hain. Bach gaye. Lekin... left arm kaam nahi karay ga kabhi. Goli nas kaat gayi hai." Zoya ki jaan mein jaan aayi. Shamsher ne doctor ka shukriya ada kiya. Pehli dafa kisi se. ~_~_~ SIKANDAR MANSION - 1 HAFTA BAAD Haider ko mansion le aaya tha Shamsher. Apne kamray ke barabar wala kamra de diya. Nurse rakh di. "Tu yahin rahay ga." Us ne Haider se kaha. "Meri nazron ke samnay. Teri saza yehi hai ke tu apni beti ko khush dekhe ga. Apne nawasa... ya nawasi ko... apni godi mein khilata hua. Lekin use kabhi haath nahi laga paye ga. Ye meri nafrat ka naya badla hai." Haider ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas sar jhuka liya. Raat ko Zoya chhat pe khari thi. Shamsher us ke peechay aya. "So nahi rahi?" "Neend nahi aati." Zoya ne pait pe haath phaira. 3 mahinay ka ho gaya tha. Halka sa ubhar aa gaya tha. "Darr lagta hai Shamsher. Kal tak tum mujhe maarna chahtay thay. Aaj... aaj mera khayal rakh rahay ho. Kal kya ho ga? Tum badal gaye ho... ya ye toofan se pehle ka sakoon hai?" Shamsher us ke barabar aa ke khara ho gaya. Aasmaan pe taare gin'nay laga. "Pata nahi Zoya." Us ne sach bola. Pehli dafa khud se. "Main 15 saal se nafrat ke saath soya hun. Badlay ke saath jaga hun. Ab... ab jab nafrat nahi hai... to neend bhi nahi aati. Khali pan hai andar. Darta hun ke kahin... kahin ye khali pan phir se nafrat se na bhar jaye." Zoya ne us ka haath pakra. Shamsher ne chhuraya nahi. "To phir isay mohabbat se bhar do Shamsher." Us ne us ke kandhay pe sar rakh diya. "Is bachay ki mohabbat se. Meri... meri dosti se. Hum koshish to kar saktay hain na? Waris nafrat ka nahi... sakoon ka bhi to ho sakta hai?" Shamsher ne us ke baal soonghay. Pehli dafa bina nafrat ke. "Koshish karen ge." Us ne wada kiya. "Tumharay liye. Is bachay ke liye. Aur... aur shayad... apne liye bhi." Neeche Haider apni khirki se un dono ko dekh raha tha. Aankhon mein aansu thay. Shukranay ke. Pehli dafa 15 saal mein... Sikandar Mansion mein... sakoon tha. Lekin pata nahi... ye sakoon kitni dair ka tha. Kyun ke baahar... andheray mein... koi unhein dekh raha tha. Camera ke lens se. Aur us ke haath mein tasveer thi. Shamsher aur Zoya ki. Us pe laal cross ka nishan tha. Agla Chapter: 'Dushman'. Kaun hai wo sayah? Shamsher ka dushman? Ya Zoya ka? Comment mein 'SAVE THEM' likho agar lagta hai dono bach jayen ge, 'DANGER' likho agar khatra hai.