Agla din Aisha ke liye thoda ajeeb tha।
Subah school jaate waqt uske dimaag me bas ek hi baat chal rahi thi।
"Kya Arman sach me library aayega?"
Usne khud ko samjhaya,
"Why do I even care?"
Lekin dil alag hi baat keh raha tha।
School ka din normally hi guzra।
Classes, teachers, homework…
Sab usual tha।
Lekin Aisha ka dhyan baar-baar clock par ja raha tha।
Jab school khatam hua, Sana uske paas aayi।
"Library chalna hai?"
Aisha thoda surprised ho gayi।
"Tumhe kaise pata?"
Sana hass padi।
"Tumhari face par likha hai."
Aisha bhi muskura di।
Dono phir library ki taraf chal diye।
Library me enter karte hi Aisha ki nazar automatically us corner par gayi jahan kal Arman khada tha।
Aur wahan…
Arman already baitha hua tha।
Uske saamne ek notebook aur kuch books rakhi thi।
Jab usne Aisha ko dekha, usne halka sa smile kiya।
"Hi."
Aisha thodi awkward ho gayi।
"Hi."
Sana ne slowly Aisha ko side me push kiya aur whisper kiya—
"Yeh wahi ladka hai na?"
Aisha ne haan me sir hilaya।
Sana mischievous smile ke saath boli—
"Interesting."
Phir Sana kisi aur table par ja kar baith gayi।
Ab Aisha aur Arman ek hi table par baith gaye।
Kuch seconds tak dono chup रहे।
Phir Arman ne pucha—
"Toh… aaj kuch likha?"
Aisha thoda surprised hui।
"Tumhe kaise pata main likhti hoon?"
Arman ne smile kiya।
"Diary yaad hai?"
Aisha thodi embarrassed ho gayi।
"Woh bas letters hain…"
Arman ne kaha—
"Letters bhi stories hi hote hain."
Phir usne apni notebook kholi।
"Main bhi kabhi kabhi likhta hoon."
Aisha curious ho gayi।
"Sach?"
Arman ne haan me sir hilaya।
"Lekin main itna achha nahi likhta."
Aisha ne notebook ki taraf dekha।
"Dikhaoge?"
Arman thoda hesitate hua, phir usne notebook Aisha ki taraf slide kar di।
Aisha ne pages palatne shuru kiye।
Usme chhoti-chhoti stories aur ideas likhe the।
Aisha ne honestly kaha—
"Yeh toh achha hai।"
Arman hans pada।
"Tum bas polite ho।"
Aisha ne sir hilaya।
"Nahi… sach me achha hai।"
Phir Arman ne pucha—
"Tumhari first story kya thi?"
Aisha thodi sochne lagi।
"Shayad… ek sad story."
"Sad kyun?" Arman ne pucha।
Aisha ne dheere se kaha—
"Kyuki emotions strong hote hain sad stories me।"
Arman kuch seconds tak usse dekhta raha।
Phir usne kaha—
"Tumhari life me bhi bahut emotions hain na?"
Aisha ne turant jawab nahi diya।
Usne sirf window ke bahar dekha।
Kabhi-kabhi kuch sawalon ka jawab words me nahi hota।
Tabhi librarian ki awaaz aayi—
"Silence please."
Aisha aur Arman dono halki si smile kar diye।
Us moment me Aisha ko realize hua—
Library sirf books ki jagah nahi thi।
Yeh ek jagah thi jahan uske dreams slowly reality ban rahe the।
Aur shayad…
Arman us journey ka part ban chuka tha।
Lekin Aisha ko abhi tak yeh nahi pata tha…
Ki jaldi hi uski diary ka ek aur secret reveal hone wala hai।
Ek secret jo uski life ko aur complicated bana देगा।
To be continued…