12-10-2025, 07:52 PM
Main Sahil hoon. Yeh kahani meri zindagi ke us mod ki hai jab waqt ne ek ajeeb karwat li thi. Hum Delhi gaye the, meri ammi Aisha ki cousin, Sayema, ki shaadi ke liye. Sayema ammi ke mama ki beti thi, isliye yeh ek bada family event tha. Shaadi ka mahaul jashn se bhara hua tha, jaise har taraf rangon ki barsaat ho rahi ho aur khushiyon ki mehfil saji ho.
Ghar se hum teeno nikle the-main, meri ammi, aur meri nani. Mere abbu, Fahad, ko business ke kaam se rukna pada, isliye woh humare saath nahi aa sake. Main college mein tha, apni hi dhun mein rehne wala ek average sa ladka. Medium height, patla sa jism, aur kaale baal jo aksar messy rehte the, hawa mein lehrate hue. Mera chehra ammi se zyada abbu se milta tha. Dekhne mein main masoom lagta tha, par mere andar ek bechaini thi, ek tez dhadkan jo har naye tajurbe ko talaashti thi.
Meri ammi Bohot caring thi, jinki duniya unki family ke ird-gird hi ghoomti thi. Unki lambi height unhein ek graceful presence deti thi. Unka gora rang chaandni ki tarah chamakta tha, aur unki skin chhoone mein doodh si narm thi. Gol chehre par badi-badi kaali aankhein theen, aisi gehri jaise jheelein hon. Lambe, kaale baal unki peeth par lehrate, aur jab hawa chalti toh unse ek khushboo bikhar jaati. Uski awaaz mein shehad si mithaas ghuli hui thi, narm aur pyaari. Unki muskurahat aisi thi jo dil ko sukoon de, jaise suraj ki pehli kiran. Unka jism slim, magar har curve apni jagah par aakarshit karta tha-patli kamar, chaude kulhe, aur ek bhara hua seena. Woh har kapde mein khoobsurat lagti thi.
Train ke safar mein main ammi ke bagal mein baitha tha. Unke jism ki garmi mere haath ko chhoo rahi thi, ek narm ehsaas, aag ki tapish jaisa garam. Nani window side par so rahi thi, unki saanson ki ek-si raftaar aur halki kharraton ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Ammi ne ek dheela-dhala kaala abaya aur brown veil pehna hua tha, jismein unka poora jism dhaka tha, siwaye unke chehre aur haathon ke. Meri nazar baar-baar unke gore haathon par tik jaati, jo abaya ki aasteenon se bahar jhalak rahe the. Doodh jaise safed, unse lotion ki ek halki, tazgi bhari khushboo aa rahi thi.
Mere dil mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha. "Beta, Delhi mein bohot maza aayega," ammi ne muskurate hue kaha. Unki aankhon mein pure parivaar se milne ka excitement saaf dikh raha tha. Main bas haan mein sir hila saka, yeh sochte hue ki ammi kitni zimmedaar hain. Unka har kadam parivaar ko ek dhaage mein piroye rakhta tha. Raat ko train ki lights dim ho gayin aur bahar andhera chha gaya. Stationon ki guzarti hui roshniyan tezi se beet-te sitaron jaisi lag rahi thi. Main ammi ke kandhe par sar rakh kar so gaya, aur train ki vibration mere jism mein ek current ki lahar si daud rahi thi. Yeh safar humari zindagi mein ek naya adhyay shuru karne wala tha.
Delhi pahunch kar hum Sayema ke ghar ruke, jo ek purani haveli jaisa tha. Uske naqqashi wale pillars aur bade se aangan mein phoolon ki-khaas kar gulab aur chameli ki-mehek phaili hui thi. Poori haveli shaadi ke liye sajayi gayi thi. Rang-birangi lights raat mein diwali ke diyon ki tarah jagmagaati aur din mein suraj ki roshni mein halki chamak deti. Darwazon par taaze phoolon ki malaayen latak rahi thi, jinhein chhoone par subah ki oss jaisi tazgi mehsoos hoti. Background mein tabla aur shehnai ka halka sangeet shaadi ka mahaul bana raha tha.
Humara kamra bada tha, jismein antique furniture aur ek bada sa bed tha, jiski narm bedsheets par letna baadal par sone jaisa tha. Ammi ne kamre mein aakar apna abaya utaara, aur ek pal ke liye jaise kamre ki roshni badal gayi. Uske neeche unhone ek gehre neele rang ka elegant lehenga suit pehna hua tha. Silk ka kapda unki skin par neele aasman ki tarah chamak raha tha. Uski choli tight-fitting thi, jo unke jism ke har curve ko halke se ubhaar rahi thi. Flowy lehenga unke pairon ki shape ka bas ek ishara de raha tha. Mehendi lage haathon mein sone ke gehne-kaanon mein jhumke, kalaiyon mein choodiyan, aur gale mein haar-unki shaan badha rahe the.
Shaadi ke functions shuru hue. Mehendi, Sangeet, Haldi. Har din ek naya rang, ek naya josh. Mehendi wale din, jab saari auratein dholak par gaane gaa rahi theen, ammi ne tote ke pankh jaisa hare rang ka ek anarkali suit pehna. Uska kapda itna mulayam aur baareek tha ki roshni mein unke jism ka silhaute ek dhundhli parchhai ki tarah nazar aa raha tha. Woh jab chalti theen, toh unki payal ki chhan chhan ki awaaz bheed mein bhi alag sunayi deti, jaise koi sangeet unke saath chal raha ho. Maine dekha ki kaise baaki mardon ki nazrein bhi un par aakar thehar jaati theen, aur na jaane kyun, yeh dekh kar mere andar ek ajeeb si garv aur jalan ki leher daud gayi.
Yeh sab dekh kar mujhe ek ajeeb si bechaini ho rahi thi, jaise shaadi ka yeh jashn sirf rishton ko nahi, balki mere ehsaason ko bhi mazboot kar raha tha. Yahan ka har nazara, har awaaz, har khushboo, aur har ehsaas mujhe ammi ke saath bitaye palon ki keemat samjha raha tha.
Ghar se hum teeno nikle the-main, meri ammi, aur meri nani. Mere abbu, Fahad, ko business ke kaam se rukna pada, isliye woh humare saath nahi aa sake. Main college mein tha, apni hi dhun mein rehne wala ek average sa ladka. Medium height, patla sa jism, aur kaale baal jo aksar messy rehte the, hawa mein lehrate hue. Mera chehra ammi se zyada abbu se milta tha. Dekhne mein main masoom lagta tha, par mere andar ek bechaini thi, ek tez dhadkan jo har naye tajurbe ko talaashti thi.
Meri ammi Bohot caring thi, jinki duniya unki family ke ird-gird hi ghoomti thi. Unki lambi height unhein ek graceful presence deti thi. Unka gora rang chaandni ki tarah chamakta tha, aur unki skin chhoone mein doodh si narm thi. Gol chehre par badi-badi kaali aankhein theen, aisi gehri jaise jheelein hon. Lambe, kaale baal unki peeth par lehrate, aur jab hawa chalti toh unse ek khushboo bikhar jaati. Uski awaaz mein shehad si mithaas ghuli hui thi, narm aur pyaari. Unki muskurahat aisi thi jo dil ko sukoon de, jaise suraj ki pehli kiran. Unka jism slim, magar har curve apni jagah par aakarshit karta tha-patli kamar, chaude kulhe, aur ek bhara hua seena. Woh har kapde mein khoobsurat lagti thi.
Train ke safar mein main ammi ke bagal mein baitha tha. Unke jism ki garmi mere haath ko chhoo rahi thi, ek narm ehsaas, aag ki tapish jaisa garam. Nani window side par so rahi thi, unki saanson ki ek-si raftaar aur halki kharraton ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Ammi ne ek dheela-dhala kaala abaya aur brown veil pehna hua tha, jismein unka poora jism dhaka tha, siwaye unke chehre aur haathon ke. Meri nazar baar-baar unke gore haathon par tik jaati, jo abaya ki aasteenon se bahar jhalak rahe the. Doodh jaise safed, unse lotion ki ek halki, tazgi bhari khushboo aa rahi thi.
Mere dil mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha. "Beta, Delhi mein bohot maza aayega," ammi ne muskurate hue kaha. Unki aankhon mein pure parivaar se milne ka excitement saaf dikh raha tha. Main bas haan mein sir hila saka, yeh sochte hue ki ammi kitni zimmedaar hain. Unka har kadam parivaar ko ek dhaage mein piroye rakhta tha. Raat ko train ki lights dim ho gayin aur bahar andhera chha gaya. Stationon ki guzarti hui roshniyan tezi se beet-te sitaron jaisi lag rahi thi. Main ammi ke kandhe par sar rakh kar so gaya, aur train ki vibration mere jism mein ek current ki lahar si daud rahi thi. Yeh safar humari zindagi mein ek naya adhyay shuru karne wala tha.
Delhi pahunch kar hum Sayema ke ghar ruke, jo ek purani haveli jaisa tha. Uske naqqashi wale pillars aur bade se aangan mein phoolon ki-khaas kar gulab aur chameli ki-mehek phaili hui thi. Poori haveli shaadi ke liye sajayi gayi thi. Rang-birangi lights raat mein diwali ke diyon ki tarah jagmagaati aur din mein suraj ki roshni mein halki chamak deti. Darwazon par taaze phoolon ki malaayen latak rahi thi, jinhein chhoone par subah ki oss jaisi tazgi mehsoos hoti. Background mein tabla aur shehnai ka halka sangeet shaadi ka mahaul bana raha tha.
Humara kamra bada tha, jismein antique furniture aur ek bada sa bed tha, jiski narm bedsheets par letna baadal par sone jaisa tha. Ammi ne kamre mein aakar apna abaya utaara, aur ek pal ke liye jaise kamre ki roshni badal gayi. Uske neeche unhone ek gehre neele rang ka elegant lehenga suit pehna hua tha. Silk ka kapda unki skin par neele aasman ki tarah chamak raha tha. Uski choli tight-fitting thi, jo unke jism ke har curve ko halke se ubhaar rahi thi. Flowy lehenga unke pairon ki shape ka bas ek ishara de raha tha. Mehendi lage haathon mein sone ke gehne-kaanon mein jhumke, kalaiyon mein choodiyan, aur gale mein haar-unki shaan badha rahe the.
Shaadi ke functions shuru hue. Mehendi, Sangeet, Haldi. Har din ek naya rang, ek naya josh. Mehendi wale din, jab saari auratein dholak par gaane gaa rahi theen, ammi ne tote ke pankh jaisa hare rang ka ek anarkali suit pehna. Uska kapda itna mulayam aur baareek tha ki roshni mein unke jism ka silhaute ek dhundhli parchhai ki tarah nazar aa raha tha. Woh jab chalti theen, toh unki payal ki chhan chhan ki awaaz bheed mein bhi alag sunayi deti, jaise koi sangeet unke saath chal raha ho. Maine dekha ki kaise baaki mardon ki nazrein bhi un par aakar thehar jaati theen, aur na jaane kyun, yeh dekh kar mere andar ek ajeeb si garv aur jalan ki leher daud gayi.
Yeh sab dekh kar mujhe ek ajeeb si bechaini ho rahi thi, jaise shaadi ka yeh jashn sirf rishton ko nahi, balki mere ehsaason ko bhi mazboot kar raha tha. Yahan ka har nazara, har awaaz, har khushboo, aur har ehsaas mujhe ammi ke saath bitaye palon ki keemat samjha raha tha.
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