Istanbul ki sard hawaein Bosphorus ke kinare se guzarti hui purane shehar ki galiyon mein kho jati thi 🌫️
Raat ka andhera utar chuka tha, lekin shehar ab bhi jaag raha tha… jese har deewar ke paas koi raaz chhupa ho 🏙️
Aliya apne suitcase ke saath airport se bahar nikli ✈️
Uski aankhon mein thakan bhi thi aur ek ajeeb si bechaini bhi 🥺
"Yeh shehar… mujhe yahan kyun bulaya gaya?" usne dheere se kaha 💭
Aliya ek simple si larki thi, lekin uski zindagi simple nahi thi. Kuch mahine pehle usay ek purana khat mila tha… bina naam, bina address ke ✉️
Bas itna likha tha:
"Agar sach janna chahti ho… Istanbul aa jao."
Aur aaj woh yahan thi.
Taxi tez raftar se purani roads par chal rahi thi 🚖
Bahar neon lights chamak rahi thi, lekin Aliya ka dil ajeeb sa bojh mehsoos kar raha tha 🌙
Jab woh hotel pohanchi, receptionist ne usay ek chabi di 🔑
"Yeh room aap ke naam pe booked hai… pehle se."
Aliya heraan ho gayi 😶
"Main ne to booking nahi ki…"
Lekin receptionist ne sirf muskuraya aur kaha:
"Instructions yahi thay."
Room 306.
Aliya ne jab darwaza khola… to uski saans ruk gayi 🥶
Kamra bilkul saaf tha… lekin table par ek aur envelope rakha hua tha ✉️
Usne dheere se envelope khola.
Andar likha tha:
"Tum yahan aa gayi ho… ab sach tum se door nahi." 💔
Aliya ke haath thanday ho gaye 😨
"Yeh sab kaun kar raha hai…?"
Achaanak corridor se halki si awaz aayi…
kisi ke chalne ki awaaz 👣
Aliya ne darwaza jaldi se band kiya aur peeche ho gayi 🥺
Uska dil bohat tez dhadak raha tha 💓
Aur phir… uske phone par ek unknown call aayi 📱
Screen par sirf ek naam blink hua:
"K."
Aliya ki aankhon mein darr bhi tha aur curiosity bhi…
Usne trembling voice mein kaha:
"Hello… kaun ho tum?"
Dusri taraf se sirf ek baat aayi:
"Tum galat jagah par aa gayi ho Aliya… ya shayad bilkul sahi jagah." 🌙
Call cut ho gayi 📵
Aliya neeche girte girte bachi…
Aur usne window ke bahar dekha—
koi neeche se usi room ki taraf dekh raha tha… 🖤
✨ To be continued…