"Mohabbat ek aisa ehsaas hai jo insaan ko poora kar deta hai… aur kabhi kabhi usse tod bhi deta hai. Har dil ek kahani rakhta hai — wafa ki, dhoke ki, ya un khwabon ki jo kabhi poore nahi hote."
Ye kahani hai Inha ki… ek larki jo sirf mohabbat par yaqeen karti thi. Uske liye mohabbat ka matlab sirf Mubeen tha — woh larka jo uski muskaan ka sabab tha. Lekin mohabbat har waqt wafa nahi deti. Kabhi kabhi sabse kareeb dost hi sabse doori bana dete hain.
Aur Inha ki zindagi me aisi hi ek shakhsiyat thi… Inchal. Woh uski dost thi, uska raaz thi, lekin waqt ne sab kuch badal diya.
Is kahani me ek aur naam hai — Muqeeb. Ek aisa larka jo hamesha Inha ke saath tha, lekin khamoshi me. Uski aankhon me woh sab kuch tha jo shayad Inha kabhi samajh hi na saki…
Ye kahani hai mohabbat aur bewafai ki. Wafa aur dhoke ki. Aur us safar ki jo Inha ke dil ko tod kar use ek nayi pehchaan de gaya.
Chapter 1 " Khamosh Duniya"
Inha hamesha se bohot innocent thi. Uske chehre par ek aisi masoomiyat thi jo har dil ko apni taraf kheench leti thi. Lekin zindagi ne use fursat kab di thi? Har waqt college, ghar aur zimmedariyon ke darmiyan wo itni uljhi rehti thi ke apne liye waqt hi nahi bacha paati.
Uski duniya bohot seedhi thi… ek khamoshi bhari masoom si duniya. Usne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ke ek din uska dil bhi kisi ke liye dhadkega.
Aur phir uski zindagi me aya Mubeen. Ek aisa larka jo hamesha muskuraata hua, confident aur charming lagta tha. Pehli mulaqat me hi Mubeen ki baatein Inha ke dil ko choo gayi. Usne kabhi kisi larki ko itna serious note nahi kiya tha, lekin Inha ke chehre ki masoomiyat use rokne par majboor kar gayi.
Inha ke busy routine ke bawajood, Mubeen ne uski zindagi me ek naya rang bharna shuru kar diya. Uski chhoti chhoti baatein, Inha ki muskaan ka sabab banne lagi. Aur dheere dheere, wo pehli dafa khud se kehne lagi:
"Shayad… yehi mera pehla khwab hai."
College ki library hamesha Inha ki favourite jagah thi. Wahan ki khamoshi, kitabon ki khushboo aur safed pages ka sukoon… uske busy routine se thodi der ki doori dene ke liye kafi hota tha.
Us din bhi Inha ek table par baith kar apne notes likh rahi thi. Uska chehra kitabon ke darmiyan chhupa hua tha, lekin phir bhi uski masoomiyat door se mehsoos ki jaa sakti thi.
Tabhi ek halki si awaaz uske paas aayi:
"Excuse me… yeh seat khali hai?"
Inha ne sir uthaya. Samne Mubeen tha. Uski muskaan mein ek ajeeb si apnayat thi, aur aankhon mein wo chamak jo dil ko chhoo jaaye. Inha ne sirf halka sa "haan" kaha aur apne notes par wapas nazar jama li.
Mubeen uske samne baith gaya. Usne ek kitab kholi lekin asal mein uski tawajjo Inha ki taraf hi thi. Usne mehsoos kiya ke yeh larki baaki sab se bohat alag hai — ek masoom aur seedhi si rooh.
Kuch der ki khamoshi ke baad Mubeen ne baat shuru ki:
"Tum bohat focus ho… lagta hai exams ki tayari kar rahi ho."
Inha ne sirf ek chhoti si muskaan di aur kaha:
"Haan… waqt kam hai aur kaam bohat."
Mubeen hans pada:
"Phir toh hum dono ki dosti ho sakti hai, kyunki main bhi hamesha busy rehta hoon… lekin tumhare jitna serious kabhi nahi."
Inha ne uski baat par zyada jawab nahi diya, bas diary me kuch likhne lagi. Lekin dil ke andar ek ajeeb si halchal hone lagi.
Woh pehli mulaqat thi, jo dekhne me aam lagti thi… lekin Inha ke dil me ek naya rang bhar gayi. Usne raat ko diary khol kar likha:
"Aaj library me ek anjaan mulaqat hui… Mubeen. Uski muskaan ab bhi meri soch me ghoom rahi hai. Shayad yeh pehli baar hai jab koi mere dil ke khamosh raaste tak pohanch gaya."
To be continued…