17-10-2025, 11:36 PM
Sangeet ki raat thi aur haveli ka aangan kisi shaahi mehfil se kam nahi lag raha tha. Yeh wahi aangan tha jo din mein shaant rehta tha par aaj iski har eent jaise jhoom rahi thi. Gende ke phoolon ki ladiyon mein uljhi sunheri fairy lights hazaaron jugnuon ki tarah timtima rahi theen aur stage se nikalti neeli aur gulaabi laser lights hawa mein tairte dhuen ko cheer rahi theen ek ajeeb sa jaadui mahaul banate hue. Dhol ki thaap se zameen kaanp rahi thi aur speakers se phat-ti Bollywood ke latest item number ki music mere seene mein ek vibration paida kar rahi thi.
Hawa bhaari thi ek saath kai cheezon se. Ek taraf koylon par sikte kebabon ka aag jaisa, masaledaar dhuan uth raha tha, jo biryani ke bade degh se uthti garam masale aur kevre ki meethi khushboo ke saath mil raha tha. Doosri taraf, auraton ke gajron se aati mogre ki madhosh karne wali mehek thi aur mardon ke kapdon se uthta mehanga attar. Yeh saari khushbooein Delhi ki umas bhari hawa mein milkar ek aisa nasha taiyaar kar rahi theen, jismein har koi dooba hua tha.
Har taraf ek befikr jashn ka manzar tha. Cham-cham karte lehengo aur resham ke kurton mein saje rishtedaar bekhabar naach rahe the. Kursiyon par baithe buzurg unhein dekh kar muskura rahe the aur auntiyon ke jhund thodi-thodi der mein qahqahon ke saath gossip ke naye daur shuru kar rahe the. Aisa lag raha tha jaise yeh poori kaaynat is ek aangan mein simat aayi ho, aur har koi is film ka hissa banne ke liye betaab ho.
Aur is film ke beech, main ek anchaaha sa extra tha. Main ek kone mein, stage se sabse door wali kursi par baitha, is poori bheed se bachkar apne phone ki duniya mein khoya hua tha. Mere haath mein thanda padta phone is jashn se bachne ka mera zariya tha, ek digital duniya jahan is shor, in roshniyon aur in rishton ka koi matlab nahi tha.
Main Instagram par memes scroll kar raha tha, apne doston ke bematlab ke status dekh raha tha-kuch bhi, bas kuch bhi jo mujhe is pal se, is jagah se door le jaaye. Main yahan jism se maujood tha, par meri rooh is jashn ka hissa nahi thi. Main ek alag-thalag taapu tha, jiske chaaron taraf khushiyon ka samundar shor macha raha tha.
Tabhi maine use dekha.Main apne phone ki duniya se hat kar, bas ek pal ke liye upar dekha tha, aur usi pal woh meri nazron ke saamne aa gaya.
Dulha, Akram, jo chamakti hui sunheri sherwani mein khud ek chalta-phirta jashn lag raha tha, logon se hans-hans kar mil raha tha. Aur uske theek bagal mein ek shakhs khada tha jo is poori mehfil se bilkul alag tha.
Lamba qad, chaude kandhe, aur gehre kaale rang ka ek Pathani suit jo uske mazboot jism par kisi saaye ki tarah lipta hua tha. Uski aasteenein thodi upar chadhi hui theen, jisse uski mazboot kalaiyan aur haathon ki nasen saaf dikh rahi theen. Uske chehre par na toh shaadi ki woh banavati muskaan thi, na hi is shor-sharabe ka koi josh. Woh bas khada tha, ek pathar ki tarah, jiske aas-paas khushiyon ki nadee beh rahi thi, par use chhoo nahi paa rahi thi.
Par sabse alag, sabse khatarnaak, uski aankhein theen.Gehri, thehri hui, jaise raat ke andhere mein kisi cheete ki aankhein chamakti hain. Uski nigaahein aangan mein ghoom rahi theen-logon ko nahi, balki khas taur par auraton ke jhund ko parkhti hui. Uski nazar jawaan ladkiyon ke us jhund par padi jo stage ke paas khilkhila rahi theen, apni selfie leti hui. Uski aankhon mein koi bhav nahi aaya. Phir uski nazar auntyon ki us toli par gayi jo gossip mein magan theen. Wahan bhi uski nigahein ek pal se zyada nahi rukin. Aisa lag raha tha jaise woh yahan jashn manane nahi, balki kisi ko talaashne aaya ho.
Aur phir, uski nigaahein thehar gayin. Ek dum se. Jaise unhein apni manzil mil gayi ho. Maine uski nazron ki disha me dekha to paya ki woh meri Ammi ko taad raha tha.
Ammi us waqt bheed ke shor se thoda door, aangan ke us kone mein khadi theen jahan roshni thodi narm thi. Unke jism par ek gehri, sharabi rang ki saree lipti hui thi. Woh georgette ki saree thi, itni narm aur mulayam ki hawa ke saath lehra rahi thi. Saree ka rang itna gehra tha jaise mehangi sharaab ho, jo roshni mein chamak uthta tha. Us par koi bhaari kaam nahi tha, bas ek patli si sone ki zari ki border thi jo uske kinaron par daud rahi thi.
Saree unki patli kamar par khoobsurati se bandhi thi, unke chaude kulhon ke curve ko saaf bayaan karti hui, aur phir unke pairon tak ek jharne ki tarah gir rahi thi. Uske saath unhone usi rang ka ek velvet ka blouse pehna tha, jiski peeth thodi gehri thi, unki gori, makhmali skin ka ek hissa dikhati hui.
Unka pallu unke kandhe par azaadi se lehra raha tha, jiska ek kona unki kalai par lipta hua tha. Unke lambe baal ek dheele se joode mein bandhe the, jisse unki surahi jaisi gardan aur us par chamakta sone ka patla sa haar saaf nazar aa raha tha. Kaano mein bas chote se heere ke tops the jo har baar sar hilane par timtima uthte.
Woh akeli nahi theen; unke saath dulhan, Sayema, khadi thi. Sayema ka chehra thoda utra hua tha, shaadi ki thakan aur stress us par haavi ho raha tha. Aur meri ammi... woh uske kaan mein jhuk kar kuch keh rahi theen, unki awaaz itni dheemi aur sukoon bhari thi ki main door se bhi uski narmi mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Sayema ki bhaari jhumki ka pech shayad dheela ho gaya tha. Meri ammi, Aisha, ne apne lambe, narm haathon ko upar uthaya aur bohot hi dhyaan se, apni ungliyon se us jhumki ko theek karne lagin. Is kaam ke liye unka sar halka sa ek taraf jhuka hua tha, jisse unki gardan saaf nazar aa rahi thi, jis par unka sone ka haar jugnu ki tarah chamak raha tha. Stage ki tez roshni unke chehre ke ek taraf pad rahi thi, unke gaal ki haddi aur unki aankhon ki gehrai ko aur bhi khoobsurat bana rahi thi. Us pal unke chehre par na toh shaadi ki thakan thi, na koi banavati muskaan. Woh us pal mein poori tarah se maujood theen.
Usne Sayema ke gaal ko halka sa thapthapaya, ek aakhri baar tasalli di, aur phir uss kone ki narm roshni se bahar nikli. Jaise hi woh bheed ki taraf badhin, unka poora andaaz badal gaya. Woh ab mamta bhari ammi nahi, balki ek aatmavishwas se bhari aurat theen. Unki sharabi rang ki saree ka pallu unke peeche hawa mein ek leher ki tarah tair raha tha.
Woh us taraf aane lagin jahan main, Nani aur meri do-teen mamiyan khadi theen. Ammi apne pallu ko aahista se sambhalti hui, seedhe humare group mein aa shamil huin.
"Kahan thi tu itni der se?" Nani ne aate hi unse poocha, unki awaaz mein hamesha ki tarah ek shikayat bhara pyaar tha.
"Woh Sayema thoda ghabra rahi thi, bas usi se baat kar rahi thi," ammi ne jawab diya.
Tabhi Akram Usko lekar hamari aur aaya.
Hawa bhaari thi ek saath kai cheezon se. Ek taraf koylon par sikte kebabon ka aag jaisa, masaledaar dhuan uth raha tha, jo biryani ke bade degh se uthti garam masale aur kevre ki meethi khushboo ke saath mil raha tha. Doosri taraf, auraton ke gajron se aati mogre ki madhosh karne wali mehek thi aur mardon ke kapdon se uthta mehanga attar. Yeh saari khushbooein Delhi ki umas bhari hawa mein milkar ek aisa nasha taiyaar kar rahi theen, jismein har koi dooba hua tha.
Har taraf ek befikr jashn ka manzar tha. Cham-cham karte lehengo aur resham ke kurton mein saje rishtedaar bekhabar naach rahe the. Kursiyon par baithe buzurg unhein dekh kar muskura rahe the aur auntiyon ke jhund thodi-thodi der mein qahqahon ke saath gossip ke naye daur shuru kar rahe the. Aisa lag raha tha jaise yeh poori kaaynat is ek aangan mein simat aayi ho, aur har koi is film ka hissa banne ke liye betaab ho.
Aur is film ke beech, main ek anchaaha sa extra tha. Main ek kone mein, stage se sabse door wali kursi par baitha, is poori bheed se bachkar apne phone ki duniya mein khoya hua tha. Mere haath mein thanda padta phone is jashn se bachne ka mera zariya tha, ek digital duniya jahan is shor, in roshniyon aur in rishton ka koi matlab nahi tha.
Main Instagram par memes scroll kar raha tha, apne doston ke bematlab ke status dekh raha tha-kuch bhi, bas kuch bhi jo mujhe is pal se, is jagah se door le jaaye. Main yahan jism se maujood tha, par meri rooh is jashn ka hissa nahi thi. Main ek alag-thalag taapu tha, jiske chaaron taraf khushiyon ka samundar shor macha raha tha.
Tabhi maine use dekha.Main apne phone ki duniya se hat kar, bas ek pal ke liye upar dekha tha, aur usi pal woh meri nazron ke saamne aa gaya.
Dulha, Akram, jo chamakti hui sunheri sherwani mein khud ek chalta-phirta jashn lag raha tha, logon se hans-hans kar mil raha tha. Aur uske theek bagal mein ek shakhs khada tha jo is poori mehfil se bilkul alag tha.
Lamba qad, chaude kandhe, aur gehre kaale rang ka ek Pathani suit jo uske mazboot jism par kisi saaye ki tarah lipta hua tha. Uski aasteenein thodi upar chadhi hui theen, jisse uski mazboot kalaiyan aur haathon ki nasen saaf dikh rahi theen. Uske chehre par na toh shaadi ki woh banavati muskaan thi, na hi is shor-sharabe ka koi josh. Woh bas khada tha, ek pathar ki tarah, jiske aas-paas khushiyon ki nadee beh rahi thi, par use chhoo nahi paa rahi thi.
Par sabse alag, sabse khatarnaak, uski aankhein theen.Gehri, thehri hui, jaise raat ke andhere mein kisi cheete ki aankhein chamakti hain. Uski nigaahein aangan mein ghoom rahi theen-logon ko nahi, balki khas taur par auraton ke jhund ko parkhti hui. Uski nazar jawaan ladkiyon ke us jhund par padi jo stage ke paas khilkhila rahi theen, apni selfie leti hui. Uski aankhon mein koi bhav nahi aaya. Phir uski nazar auntyon ki us toli par gayi jo gossip mein magan theen. Wahan bhi uski nigahein ek pal se zyada nahi rukin. Aisa lag raha tha jaise woh yahan jashn manane nahi, balki kisi ko talaashne aaya ho.
Aur phir, uski nigaahein thehar gayin. Ek dum se. Jaise unhein apni manzil mil gayi ho. Maine uski nazron ki disha me dekha to paya ki woh meri Ammi ko taad raha tha.
Ammi us waqt bheed ke shor se thoda door, aangan ke us kone mein khadi theen jahan roshni thodi narm thi. Unke jism par ek gehri, sharabi rang ki saree lipti hui thi. Woh georgette ki saree thi, itni narm aur mulayam ki hawa ke saath lehra rahi thi. Saree ka rang itna gehra tha jaise mehangi sharaab ho, jo roshni mein chamak uthta tha. Us par koi bhaari kaam nahi tha, bas ek patli si sone ki zari ki border thi jo uske kinaron par daud rahi thi.
Saree unki patli kamar par khoobsurati se bandhi thi, unke chaude kulhon ke curve ko saaf bayaan karti hui, aur phir unke pairon tak ek jharne ki tarah gir rahi thi. Uske saath unhone usi rang ka ek velvet ka blouse pehna tha, jiski peeth thodi gehri thi, unki gori, makhmali skin ka ek hissa dikhati hui.
Unka pallu unke kandhe par azaadi se lehra raha tha, jiska ek kona unki kalai par lipta hua tha. Unke lambe baal ek dheele se joode mein bandhe the, jisse unki surahi jaisi gardan aur us par chamakta sone ka patla sa haar saaf nazar aa raha tha. Kaano mein bas chote se heere ke tops the jo har baar sar hilane par timtima uthte.
Woh akeli nahi theen; unke saath dulhan, Sayema, khadi thi. Sayema ka chehra thoda utra hua tha, shaadi ki thakan aur stress us par haavi ho raha tha. Aur meri ammi... woh uske kaan mein jhuk kar kuch keh rahi theen, unki awaaz itni dheemi aur sukoon bhari thi ki main door se bhi uski narmi mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Sayema ki bhaari jhumki ka pech shayad dheela ho gaya tha. Meri ammi, Aisha, ne apne lambe, narm haathon ko upar uthaya aur bohot hi dhyaan se, apni ungliyon se us jhumki ko theek karne lagin. Is kaam ke liye unka sar halka sa ek taraf jhuka hua tha, jisse unki gardan saaf nazar aa rahi thi, jis par unka sone ka haar jugnu ki tarah chamak raha tha. Stage ki tez roshni unke chehre ke ek taraf pad rahi thi, unke gaal ki haddi aur unki aankhon ki gehrai ko aur bhi khoobsurat bana rahi thi. Us pal unke chehre par na toh shaadi ki thakan thi, na koi banavati muskaan. Woh us pal mein poori tarah se maujood theen.
Usne Sayema ke gaal ko halka sa thapthapaya, ek aakhri baar tasalli di, aur phir uss kone ki narm roshni se bahar nikli. Jaise hi woh bheed ki taraf badhin, unka poora andaaz badal gaya. Woh ab mamta bhari ammi nahi, balki ek aatmavishwas se bhari aurat theen. Unki sharabi rang ki saree ka pallu unke peeche hawa mein ek leher ki tarah tair raha tha.
Woh us taraf aane lagin jahan main, Nani aur meri do-teen mamiyan khadi theen. Ammi apne pallu ko aahista se sambhalti hui, seedhe humare group mein aa shamil huin.
"Kahan thi tu itni der se?" Nani ne aate hi unse poocha, unki awaaz mein hamesha ki tarah ek shikayat bhara pyaar tha.
"Woh Sayema thoda ghabra rahi thi, bas usi se baat kar rahi thi," ammi ne jawab diya.
Tabhi Akram Usko lekar hamari aur aaya.
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