Usey rangon se pyar tha gehray shoakh rangon se ... phool chahe wo konsay bhi hon us k dil ko bohat bhataay thay....hathon me motiyon k gajray pehnay ki khawish bhi rakhti thi....shairi perhna aur likhnay ka bhi chaghaaf rakhti thi....tanhai se khauf khati thi...andhera usay khaufzada ker daita tha.... titliyon k pechay bhaga kerti thi wo bachpan main... per kabhi unhain pakernay ki jurat nahi ki us ne .... usay in titliyon ka urna pasand tha....azad idher se udher rangeen phirti titliyan .....Baaz dafa aisa bhi hota wo ankhain mond ker khud ko titli samajhti aur khuli hawa main uraan bhar ker khud ko mehzooz kerti ....
Ajab he pagal pan k shauq thay us k.... usay ghar bananay aur sajane ka shauq tha.... bachpan main jab mitti k gharonday banati aur wo toot jatay to wo roya kerti ... us k ghar ki kachi mitti ki kiyariyan aj bhi usko yaad dilati .... wo chotay chotay chozay jo maa se zid ker k bachpan me wo lia kerti thi .... rooi k galon ki terha k pyare pyare murgi k bachay ....per pata nahi kyoon wo mar jatay thay kuch he din main...wo qabrain jin me unko dafan kia tha usne bachpan main...ajj bhi wo jagahain yaad thi usain ...wo pichi taraf kayari main nariyaal k paire k neechay ..peelay rang ka choza dafan tha...pata nahi kitnay mahino tak bakaidgi se us per lawn se phool le ker cherhati thi wo.....ghar k front lawn me wo shocking pink color ka choza .....pyara sa....bohat choo choo kerta tha wo ....ami kehti thin bilkul meri terha.....ha ha ha ....
Usay yaad tha k aik ka nam usne chunu rakha tha aur dosre ka munnu....
Chunnu ki choo choo to us k marne k baad bnd ho gai thi....per jis din wo maari thi na to us ki qabr bani na he kisi ne phool cherhaye ....na koi roya tha usay......us ki awaz us me he dafan ho gai thi.....kia ye khula tazaad nahi....k wo jeete ji mari thi to uski choo choo band hogai ....chunnu ne mar k choo choo kerna chora tha....
Fehmida Chaudhary
2nd July 2016