No. 0010
Aakhri Phone Call
Papa har raat nau baje phone karte the, bina naaga. "Khaana khaya?", "gaadi sambhalkar chalana", yahi roz ki baatein hoti thin. Us raat bhi phone…
Ghar Ki Deewar
Uska naam Armaan tha, aur sirf itna gunaah tha ki wo doosri jaati se tha. Teen saal humne chupke-chupke rishta nibhaya, is ummeed mein ki waqt ke saath gharwale maan jaayenge. Jab maine aakhirkaar maa ko bataya, to unki aankhon mein jo dar tha, wo mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai — samaaj ka dar, izzat ka dar.
Papa ne seedha keh diya, "ya to wo, ya hum." Maine bahut ladaai ladi, ghar mein haftonn cheekh-pukaar rahi. Aakhir mein haar maine maani, Armaan ne nahi — usne aakhri din tak intezaar kiya. Maine use phone par bataya ki main nahi aa sakti. Wo kuch nahi bola, bas itna kaha, "theek hai," aur line cut gayi.
Aaj meri shaadi kisi aur se ho chuki hai, "sahi" jaati mein, "sahi" gharane mein. Sab kuch sahi hai, bas dil mein wo ek kona kabhi nahi bhara jo Armaan ke liye tha. Main apni beti ko dekhti hoon aur sochti hoon — kya main uske liye bhi wahi deewarein khadi karungi, jinke neeche main khud dab gayi thi?
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