Wednesday, August 23, 2023

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Woh bachpan tha..aj se 13 - 14 saal pahle meri daadi ki death Hui thi..woh meri pahli yaad hai daadi ke shahr ki isse pahle hum wahan kabhi gye ho to mujhe woh yaad nhi..meri daadi ki death ke baad pahli baar hum waha 1 mahine se jyada ruke the..


Boht se naye logo se mile..or unme ek woh shaks bhi the jo usi din se meri zindagi ka Marqaz ban gye.. daadi ke Ghar ki yaadon mein woh masum chehra hamesha mujhe wese hi yaad aata hai..


Hum un dino Kai baar unke Ghar gye jb mujhe pta chala ki woh kis tarah ke log hai, or bhi bohot si baatein thi Jo wahan hui..in short maine ek hi insaan ke baare mein itni dhyan se koi baat pahli baar hi suni thi..Maine unki baat pr jaankr dhyan Diya or notice Kiya ki woh namazi hai, farmabardaar hai or bhi bahut kuch hai jo unhe khaas bnata hai.. shayad wahi impression meri rooh pr chhap gya tha jiska asar Aaj bhi hai 

Apne ghar aane ke kaafi time baad bhi mujhe wahan ki saari baatein yaad aati rhi..mein kabhi kabhi us register ko padhti hun jisme Maine unke liye Allah taala se bohot saari duaen ki thi kyunki mujhe hamesha se hi likhna pasand hai..unki qamayabi, khushiyon ke liye or har us jaez chiz ke liye jiski unke Dil ko tamnna ho or aajtak shayad hi esa koi din hoga Jo Bina unke haq mein maange guzar gya ho.. starting mein mujhe lgta tha ki time ke according baat badal jaegi lekin hairaani ki baat thi ki 3 saal baad jb hum dobara wahan ek shaadi mein gye mere mind se ek bhi baat nhi badli thi.. Esa nhi tha ki unka ya hmara ana jaana boht jyada rha ho or is tarah unki baatein mere zahn se nhi miti thi in fact saalo baad dekhne pr bhi hamesha same focus tha

Maine unhe itne saalo mein Kai baar dur se dekha tha lekin kabhi baat nhi ki..esa nhi tha ki himmat nhi thi bs baat karne se lga ki shayad unki achi chhavi meri kisi baat se kharab na ho jae..woh bete or bhai hai to unki kaafi zimmedari hai, ye sochkar Maine kabhi baat na karna hi bahtr samjha..unki chhoti chhoti si baat khush kar deti hai ya fir mayus..woh bachpan tha jb se aajtak hadd mein rahkar ek project ki tarah maine hamesha apna dhyan unhi pr rakha..

Meri unse kabhi koi mulaqat ya baat nhi Hui..lekin coincidentally Hui baat mein unke alfaz, unka chahra, unki nazar hamesha mere mind mein video clips ki Tarah ghumte rhte hai

When somebody asks me- if I have a boyfriend or if I'm in any relationship. I particularly don't have any idea how to explain it because since childhood its always about myself. Every time I saw the mirror I always found his reflection in myself. Some things can never be shared by words by they are in that way.

Itne saal mein unke liye mere mann mein respect badhti rhi hai.. parents ke baad unki mere Dil mein ek khaas jagah..kabhi kabhi dukh hota hai ki ho skta hai aane wale zindagi mein unki awaaz ya jhalak bhi shayad mujhe na mile..Mera yakeen tha Allah taala ne jise itna amazing bnaya ho..wahi jaanta hai iss baat ka kya result hoga

Ye baat fantasy/filmy stories ki Tarah full of madness lagti hai..lekin meri zindagi ka lamba arsa isi madness mein bita hai..boht si achi yaadein hai..

Kam bolna, alag rahna, attitude hai..maine ye baat hmesha suni hai ki mujhe samjhna mushkil hai or the way I think and do the things that's crazy but mujhe isi tarah pasand hai (There's no difference in a day, a year, a decade or lifetime because nothing can change what soul has consumed.. the amount of forgetting is like forgetting myself which is beyond the Idea of time.)

Bohot Kam log meri tarah lucky hote hai, jo kisi ki rooh ko chahe hr achchai or burai ko nazarandaaz karkr..Allah ke Fazal se mujhe hamesha qamayabi mili hai..mujhe Khushi hoti hai ki tarakki dekhkar..kyunki dua hmesha bahtrai ki hai chahe Mera Nishan bhi unki zindagi ka hissa na ho


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