shaadi k laal joraay main malboos woh guzarte waqt k har pal ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. uski saheliyaan uske aas paas hansi mazaak main masroof theen par uska zehen meeloon duur aur hi sochoon main gum tha. “baraat aa gayi hai!” bahir se awaaz ayi tou sab saheliyaan balcony ki taraf mutawajuh ho gayeen.

ab woh kamre main akeli thi. woh Kabhi tou apne aks ko aur kabhi aas paas sajay huwe mahaul ho daikti aur sochti zindagi kitni ajeeb hai. insaan jo sochta hai aur jo ho jata hai, dono main kitna farq hai. abhi kuch hi dayr main woh kisi aur k ghar ki zeenat kehlaye jaye gi. jaise jaise woh kal ki taraf barh rahi thi, waise waise maazi se uska rishta kamzoor hota ja raha tha. har pal, har yaad se rishta.

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uski naani jaan hamaisha kehti theen, mohabbat sirf tabhi kamyaab hoti hai jab Allah ki baargaah main uss rishte ki gawahi di ja sakay. usse pehle sab kuch aik khwaab, aik sairaab hota. larki ka dil tou aaine ki tarhaan hota hai. jo uss main utar jaye, uss hi ka aks har jagah dikhayi dayne lagta hai.

aur aaj? aaj zindagi ki yehi sachai uske saamne wazeh thi. taqdeer. muqaddar. qadr ul’Allah. sab kuch bilkul waazeh aur numaya tha. woh khush thi. aur iss se barri neymat kya ho sakti thi...