Mulaqaat

Bachpan se hi mere bohot kam dost the aur ab zindagi mein, mere liye kitaabon se badhkar bharosemand koi humrahi dhundh pana, nhi lagta mumkin ho payega ! Meri soch bohot si khitabi shaksiyaton se milti julti thi jinki kitabon mein khoye rehna mujhe bohot pasand tha.

Un dino main ghar pe akela reh rha tha ! Thand ki chuttiyan thi aur mera baki parivaar chuttiyan manane gaon gaya huya tha... Main bhi jaya karta tha , jab tak dadaji zinda the par unke chale jane ke baad ab woh jagah mere liye humesha ke liye badal si gayi hai ! Bachpan ki bohot si khubsoorat yaadein hai, woh jagah ab unhi ki kami yaad dilati hai!

Mujhe likhne ka bada shaukh tha par waqt ke sath uski bhi ahmiyat ab nhi rhi . Ab bus yeh sab college ke liye thesis papers likhne tak simat ke rah gaye the! Raat ke qarib 2-3 baj rahe honge ! Aur mujhe bilkul bhi neend nahi aa rhi thi . Neend se mera vaasta bohot salon se bigra hua hai. Aaj lag bhag pichle pure saal mein maine sirf do raaton ki gehri neend li thi. Meri zindagi ki waqalat ab kuch yu hoti hai ki raat 12 baje ke baad jab yeh duniya so rhi hoti hai , meri shaam ka aagaz bhar hota hai.

Hath mein whisky ki pyali liye uss raat, main apni kitaab padhne mein mashgul tha jab kursi pe baithe baithe na jane kaese magar do pal ke liye meri aankh lag gyi. Agle pal, mere hath se pyali fisal ke zameen pe ja giri ! Uski awaaz se meri ankh khul gayi!

Maine hosh sambhala , mujhe achanak aisa laga ki jaese kisine dheere se baithak-khane ka darwaza khola ho . Uss darwaze ki awaaz ko main neend mein bhi pehchan sakta hu ,

yeh hargiz mera waham nhi ho sakta!

Meri ankhein bhale hi khuli thi magar main poori tarah hosh mein nhi tha . Bawajood iske maine ehtiyatan bina kisi shor ke apne kamre ka darwaza khola, aur uss kamre ki taraf dheere dheere badhta chala gaya. Dagmagate kadmo ko sambhal pana ab aur mushkil ho raha tha! Aur agle hi pal, meri ghabrahat jaese dehshat mein badal gayi kyunki achanak baithak-khane mein se gramophone ki teekhi awaz ne raat ke sannate ko chir ke rakh diya ...

Magar yeh toh naamumkin tha! Woh na jane kitne salon se bigra para tha ..

Kamre ki batti bujhi hui thi, magar baramde ki khidkiyon se chan kar aa rahi roshni mein maine dekha ek parchai gramophone ki dhun mein jhumta hukke ke kash laga rha tha !! Usne bade aaram se meri taraf murke dekha , mere ankhon se aansu tapakne lage...

"Dadaji !" maine kaha.

Woh muskuraye , mere dimaag mein kayi sari chize chal rahi thi magar unmein se kisi ka jawaab mujhe ab nhi chahiye tha . Main behosh hoke farsh pe gir para ! Hosh aaya toh main unki goad mein tha, charo taraf sannata tha. Unki aankhein, bina palke jhapke chaand ko dekhe ja rahi thi ! Aise mein chahte huye bhi kuch na kehne mein jo sukoon hai woh zamane mein nahi milta...

Woh mayusi , woh khamiyan, zindagi jo nibhati hai ,

Kuch der aankhein mund kar unse dur main sawarta raha !

Iske baad, ek gehri saans li aur uthkee unke chehre ko gaur se dekhta reh gya !

"Ek pal ke liye toh mujhe sach mein aisa laga ki jaese woh khud mere saamne baithe hai . apke chehre ka noor gazab hai janaab magar aapke sine mein jo dil hai woh nhi dharak raha. Akhir kya hai aap ?" maine kaha.

"Maut hu mai. Aksar yeh yakeen dilana bara mushkil hota hai, badi jaldi yeh ehsaas ho gya tumhe !" kehte huye unke chehre pe muskan barabar kayam thi.

"Acha, toh aise aati hai ! Kya bataun janaab badnam kar rakha hai apki shaksiyat ko zamane ne !" maine muskurake kaha.