Hello readers. Xforum per kafi dare say hu as a reader. last year aik story likhnay ke try ke thi or phir usmay aik brake ah gaya. per ab dubara se mean is story ko aik fresh view kay sath shuru karnay ja raha hu. ye aik system or haram base story hogi jismay har wo cheez ai gi jiski aj kal hum adults ko apni mushkil life may talash hoti hi. apki support ki zaruret hogi. thanks.
Introduction:
This world..
ek andhera jahan har saans ek jung hai. Karachi shaher diknay may ek roshnio ka jahan per har roshni kay nichay andhera be shamil hota hai. aise he is shaher ki galian, jahan neon lights ke neeche khoon behta hai, aur har shakhs apna raaz chhupata hai. Yeh shehr ek maze hai-gandi sadkon se bhara, jahan ameer apni taqat ke liye ladte hain, aur ghareeb apni zindagi ke liye. zindagi ko guzarnay kay liya kai log is shaher ki andheray ko chun kar usmay say apni zindagi ko jinay ka ek bahana dhoond letay hain. per har cheez ki terha bahana be sirf kuch he dare chalta hai. aise he is hsaher ki andheray per raj chalta hi crime or underground fights ka. jismay log jan ki bazi laga kar apnay lia kuch paise kamane atay hain. logo kay liya sirf ek fight per fighters kay liya jinay ya marnay ka sawal. Underground fighting rings mein, log apni qismat aazmate hain, jahan har punch ek nayi kahani likhta hai. Is duniya ko dekh rahi hai ek awaaz. initiating… scanning environment… chaos detected. Human struggle: 87% probability of collapse. Hope: minimal. New host required. Yeh kahani hai Saad Khan ki, ek 21 saal ke naujawan ki, jo din mein college ka student hai, aur raat mein street fighter. Uska maqsad? Apni chhoti behen Zoya aur daadi ko safe rakhna. Lekin aaj ki raat, uski zindagi badalne wali hai. Warehouse ka mahaul garam hai. Pasina, khoon, aur bheed ka shor. Neon lights sadak par jhilmilati hain, lekin andar ka andhera dil ko chhuta hai. Ek announcer chillata hai, Aaj raat! Ek nayi jung! Saad Khan vs. Zain! Bheed pagalon ki tarah cheekhti hai. Saad, ek lamba, patla lekin taqatwar ladka, ring ke ek kone mein khada hai. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chingaari-nafrat aur umeed ka mixture. Uska dost Bilal, 22 saal ka, uske paas khada hai, uski shirt pakad kar bolta hai. Saad, yeh mat kar! Zain… woh insaan nahi, shaitan hai! Sun, tu aaj haar sakta hai, ya… Bilal, bus kar. Zoya aur daadi ke liye yeh meri jung hai. Main haar nahi sakta. Tu apni jaan de dega, yaar! Zain ke paas kuch bhi daav par nahi-woh bas shauq ke liye marta hai! Saad khamosh rehta hai, acha bai merzi hi teri per meh ye sab nahi dekh sakta mujay maf kar. mud kar bilal bahir ko chalta jata hai. jatay huay bilal ko dekh kar Saad ring ki terf rukh karta hai or bas apne gloves tight karta. aur ring ki taraf badhta hai. Uski saansein tez hain, dil mein ek darr, lekin usse bhi bada resolve. Doosri taraf, Zain ring mein utarta hai. 21 saal ka, ameerzada, designer jacket aur perfect smile ke sath. Lekin uski aankhon mein kuch hai jo bheed ko bhi darr deta hai-ek khamosh, khofnak junoon. Woh Saad ko dekhta hai, aur uski muskurahat thandi, maut jaisi hai. Saad Khan… tu yahan kyun aaya? Maut se khelna pasand hai? Zain, yeh shauq nahi, zindagi hai meri. Zain hansta hai, ek ajeeb, khokhli hansi. Zindagi? Dekhein kitni der chalti hai teri. announcer chilata hi dosto aj ki jang ap sabko yad rehne wali hai.Fight shuru hoti hai. hamara Saad kabi harta nahi or Zain kissy ko chorta nahi. chalay shuru kartay hain is dilchasp jang ko. announcement kay foran bad Saad taizy se Zain per jhapat perta hi per Zain bilkul burf jaise khamoshi se Saad kay anay walay punch ko eik hath say pakad kar doosray hath se punch marta hai (Powww!(. Zain ka pehla punch itna tez hai ke Saad peeche hatt jata hai. Bheed cheekhti hai, lekin Saad apna balance banaye rakhta hai. Zain ka har move calculated hai-woh na sirf ladta hai, balki enjoy karta hai. Ek jab uske daaye haath se Saad ke chehre par lagta hai, khoon ki chheentein ring par girti hain. Saad palat kar counter karta hai, uska hook Zain ke jaw par lagta hai, lekin Zain bas muskura deta hai, jaise usey dard hi nahi hua. Itna hi? Aur dikha, Khan! Saad ka gussa bhadakta hai. Woh apni puri taqat se Zain par hamla karta hai-ek punch, doosra kick, teesra uppercut. Lekin Zain ek saanp ki tarah dodge karta hai, chal nah yar touch to kar mujay. Zain ko boht maza ara hota hi Saad ko dekh kar, wo bebasi Saad ko ander se tor rahi hoti hi, uska har move Saad ke stamina ko kha raha hai. Bheed ka shor ab ek dhundli se awaz ban gaya hai, lekin Saad ke kaan mein sirf Zain ki hansi sunayi deti hai. Ek pal mein, Zain ka ek brutal knee-strike Saad ke pet mein lagta hai (Bowww!). Saad us dard kay sath pichay ko girta chala jata hai. uski ankho may dhundla pan ata jara tha. girtay huay usko sirf logo ki awaz ek shor or us shor ko chirti hui hasi sunai deri thi, uska saans rukta hai. Zain uske upar khada hai, muskura raha hai. Yeh tera ant hai, Saad. Maza aaya. Zain ka aakhri punch Saad ke chehre par lagta hai (Smash!), khoon kay chheentay chehray per lay kar Saad ki ankhay band hoti jati hi aur woh ring se bahar gir jata hai. Bheed khamosh ho jati hai.
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kuch he dare bad.....
ek gheri khamoshi or khamosh andheray may aik shakhs ko dekha ja sakta tha ye Saad he tha, aj pehly bar usko apni zindagi ka boje halka hota mehsoos hora tha. beshak wo bachpan se he larta aya tha is dunia se par aj usko dar lagra tha. (meray bad!, zoya aur dado ka kya hoga?) wo Karachi ki he ek sunsaan gali mein gira pada htha, usko kisnay yaha phanka nahi maloom per uskay as pas andhera or sirf khamoshi thi. zakhmo ka andaza nahi per dard bohot tha. ek uskay bachpan ka or doosra apno ko chore janay ka. (aj Bilal tu jheet gaya bai). (Ab to bus maut ka intazar hi) (alwida zoya or dado!) (sorry mmeh apko wo sab cheezay nahi day saka jo promise karta aya hun!) (Snif!) (Snif!) Uski aankhein band ho rahi hain, saansein dheemi.
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Maut ko galay lagana manzur hi mujay. band ankho may apni choti behen ka wohi muskurata hua chehra Saad kay samnay tha jisko wo chore kar aya tha. uski dadi ami ki batay (Gher jaldi aya kro beta!). per ab sab kuch dhundla hora tha. himet jawab dayri thi. per
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Tabhi, ek awaaz goonjti hai-excitement se bhari, robotic lekin zinda. System activated! Host detected: Saad Khan. Initializing Mainframe Operating Neo-Alpha. Survival mode engaged! Saad ka dil ek baar phir dhadakta hai.
To be continued............
Note dosto: ap kindly perhay or apni rai zarur day. meri ek fresh koshish hi to support be chahia ap sab ki. thanks.
This world..
ek andhera jahan har saans ek jung hai. Karachi shaher diknay may ek roshnio ka jahan per har roshni kay nichay andhera be shamil hota hai. aise he is shaher ki galian, jahan neon lights ke neeche khoon behta hai, aur har shakhs apna raaz chhupata hai. Yeh shehr ek maze hai-gandi sadkon se bhara, jahan ameer apni taqat ke liye ladte hain, aur ghareeb apni zindagi ke liye. zindagi ko guzarnay kay liya kai log is shaher ki andheray ko chun kar usmay say apni zindagi ko jinay ka ek bahana dhoond letay hain. per har cheez ki terha bahana be sirf kuch he dare chalta hai. aise he is hsaher ki andheray per raj chalta hi crime or underground fights ka. jismay log jan ki bazi laga kar apnay lia kuch paise kamane atay hain. logo kay liya sirf ek fight per fighters kay liya jinay ya marnay ka sawal. Underground fighting rings mein, log apni qismat aazmate hain, jahan har punch ek nayi kahani likhta hai. Is duniya ko dekh rahi hai ek awaaz. initiating… scanning environment… chaos detected. Human struggle: 87% probability of collapse. Hope: minimal. New host required. Yeh kahani hai Saad Khan ki, ek 21 saal ke naujawan ki, jo din mein college ka student hai, aur raat mein street fighter. Uska maqsad? Apni chhoti behen Zoya aur daadi ko safe rakhna. Lekin aaj ki raat, uski zindagi badalne wali hai. Warehouse ka mahaul garam hai. Pasina, khoon, aur bheed ka shor. Neon lights sadak par jhilmilati hain, lekin andar ka andhera dil ko chhuta hai. Ek announcer chillata hai, Aaj raat! Ek nayi jung! Saad Khan vs. Zain! Bheed pagalon ki tarah cheekhti hai. Saad, ek lamba, patla lekin taqatwar ladka, ring ke ek kone mein khada hai. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chingaari-nafrat aur umeed ka mixture. Uska dost Bilal, 22 saal ka, uske paas khada hai, uski shirt pakad kar bolta hai. Saad, yeh mat kar! Zain… woh insaan nahi, shaitan hai! Sun, tu aaj haar sakta hai, ya… Bilal, bus kar. Zoya aur daadi ke liye yeh meri jung hai. Main haar nahi sakta. Tu apni jaan de dega, yaar! Zain ke paas kuch bhi daav par nahi-woh bas shauq ke liye marta hai! Saad khamosh rehta hai, acha bai merzi hi teri per meh ye sab nahi dekh sakta mujay maf kar. mud kar bilal bahir ko chalta jata hai. jatay huay bilal ko dekh kar Saad ring ki terf rukh karta hai or bas apne gloves tight karta. aur ring ki taraf badhta hai. Uski saansein tez hain, dil mein ek darr, lekin usse bhi bada resolve. Doosri taraf, Zain ring mein utarta hai. 21 saal ka, ameerzada, designer jacket aur perfect smile ke sath. Lekin uski aankhon mein kuch hai jo bheed ko bhi darr deta hai-ek khamosh, khofnak junoon. Woh Saad ko dekhta hai, aur uski muskurahat thandi, maut jaisi hai. Saad Khan… tu yahan kyun aaya? Maut se khelna pasand hai? Zain, yeh shauq nahi, zindagi hai meri. Zain hansta hai, ek ajeeb, khokhli hansi. Zindagi? Dekhein kitni der chalti hai teri. announcer chilata hi dosto aj ki jang ap sabko yad rehne wali hai.Fight shuru hoti hai. hamara Saad kabi harta nahi or Zain kissy ko chorta nahi. chalay shuru kartay hain is dilchasp jang ko. announcement kay foran bad Saad taizy se Zain per jhapat perta hi per Zain bilkul burf jaise khamoshi se Saad kay anay walay punch ko eik hath say pakad kar doosray hath se punch marta hai (Powww!(. Zain ka pehla punch itna tez hai ke Saad peeche hatt jata hai. Bheed cheekhti hai, lekin Saad apna balance banaye rakhta hai. Zain ka har move calculated hai-woh na sirf ladta hai, balki enjoy karta hai. Ek jab uske daaye haath se Saad ke chehre par lagta hai, khoon ki chheentein ring par girti hain. Saad palat kar counter karta hai, uska hook Zain ke jaw par lagta hai, lekin Zain bas muskura deta hai, jaise usey dard hi nahi hua. Itna hi? Aur dikha, Khan! Saad ka gussa bhadakta hai. Woh apni puri taqat se Zain par hamla karta hai-ek punch, doosra kick, teesra uppercut. Lekin Zain ek saanp ki tarah dodge karta hai, chal nah yar touch to kar mujay. Zain ko boht maza ara hota hi Saad ko dekh kar, wo bebasi Saad ko ander se tor rahi hoti hi, uska har move Saad ke stamina ko kha raha hai. Bheed ka shor ab ek dhundli se awaz ban gaya hai, lekin Saad ke kaan mein sirf Zain ki hansi sunayi deti hai. Ek pal mein, Zain ka ek brutal knee-strike Saad ke pet mein lagta hai (Bowww!). Saad us dard kay sath pichay ko girta chala jata hai. uski ankho may dhundla pan ata jara tha. girtay huay usko sirf logo ki awaz ek shor or us shor ko chirti hui hasi sunai deri thi, uska saans rukta hai. Zain uske upar khada hai, muskura raha hai. Yeh tera ant hai, Saad. Maza aaya. Zain ka aakhri punch Saad ke chehre par lagta hai (Smash!), khoon kay chheentay chehray per lay kar Saad ki ankhay band hoti jati hi aur woh ring se bahar gir jata hai. Bheed khamosh ho jati hai.
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kuch he dare bad.....
ek gheri khamoshi or khamosh andheray may aik shakhs ko dekha ja sakta tha ye Saad he tha, aj pehly bar usko apni zindagi ka boje halka hota mehsoos hora tha. beshak wo bachpan se he larta aya tha is dunia se par aj usko dar lagra tha. (meray bad!, zoya aur dado ka kya hoga?) wo Karachi ki he ek sunsaan gali mein gira pada htha, usko kisnay yaha phanka nahi maloom per uskay as pas andhera or sirf khamoshi thi. zakhmo ka andaza nahi per dard bohot tha. ek uskay bachpan ka or doosra apno ko chore janay ka. (aj Bilal tu jheet gaya bai). (Ab to bus maut ka intazar hi) (alwida zoya or dado!) (sorry mmeh apko wo sab cheezay nahi day saka jo promise karta aya hun!) (Snif!) (Snif!) Uski aankhein band ho rahi hain, saansein dheemi.
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Maut ko galay lagana manzur hi mujay. band ankho may apni choti behen ka wohi muskurata hua chehra Saad kay samnay tha jisko wo chore kar aya tha. uski dadi ami ki batay (Gher jaldi aya kro beta!). per ab sab kuch dhundla hora tha. himet jawab dayri thi. per
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Tabhi, ek awaaz goonjti hai-excitement se bhari, robotic lekin zinda. System activated! Host detected: Saad Khan. Initializing Mainframe Operating Neo-Alpha. Survival mode engaged! Saad ka dil ek baar phir dhadakta hai.
To be continued............
Note dosto: ap kindly perhay or apni rai zarur day. meri ek fresh koshish hi to support be chahia ap sab ki. thanks.
Character Introduction:
1. *Malik Zubair Khan*
- *Umar*: Taqreeban 50 saal (1995 mein)
- Malik Zubair Khan khandaan ka sardar hai, ek sakht aur taqatwar shakhsiyat jo Faislabad kay ek gaon par hukumat karta hai. Uska chehra paththar jaisa, aankhon mein thandak, aur awaaz mein woh wazan jo dushmanon ko dara deta hai. Woh taqat ko sab kuch maanta hai aur pyar ko kamzori samajhta hai. Riwayaton ka pakka hai, mardana jirga chalaata hai, aur uske faisle aakhri hote hain, aksar khoon ki dhamki ke sath. Saad ka Dada jo current time me mar chuka hi.
2. *Sultana Begum*
- *Umar*: 45 saal (1995 mein)
- Sultana haveli ki malka hai, ek sakht lekin pyar karne wali aurat jo khandaan ko sambhaalti hai. Woh riwayaton par chalti hai, auraton ka ghar mein rehna maanti hai, aur apni beti Zareena ki bagawat ko dabati hai. Saad ki Dadi.
3. *Zulfiqar Khan*
- *Umar*: 24 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka bada beta aur khandaan ka waris, Zulfiqar thanda dimagh aur mazboot jism wala hai. Woh apne baap ka saaya hai, jirga mein uske sath khada rehta hai, aur khandaan ki taqat ko barhaane mein yakeen rakhta hai. Uski awaaz mein wazan aur aankhon mein sakhti hai, lekin woh Jahangir ki chhupi burai se anjaan hai. Woh pyar ya kamzori se door rehta hai, sirf taqat aur izzat ko maanta hai. Saad ka bhada papa.
4. *Asif Khan*
- *Umar*: 22 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka doosra beta, Asif ek sensitive aur soch mein dooba hua ladka hai. Saad ka bap. Dead.
5. *Jahangir Khan*
- *Umar*: 20 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka sabse chhota beta, Jahangir ek chhupa hua shaitan hai. Uska chehra masoom, muskurahat dilkash, lekin aankhon mein nafrat aur hawas chhupi hui hai. Woh gaon ki ladkiyon ke sath chhedkhani karta hai. Saad ka chota chachu.
6. *Zareena Khan*
- *Umar*: 19 saal (1995 mein)
- Zubair ki beti, Zareena ek baghi rooh wali ladki hai. Woh tez, aqalmand, aur riwayaton ke khilaaf hai. Uski aankhein teekhi aur dil mein azadi ki chingaari hai. aik khubsuret or dilkush 32c-30-34 figure ko sambhalti hui ki larki matlabi or ag jaisy taiz. Saad ki Phoophi.
7. *Haji Kareem*
- *Umar*: Taqreeban 50 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka puraana dost aur dushman, Haji Kareem ek izzatdar aur aqalmand shakhs hai. Woh taqat se ziyada izzat aur amn ko maanta hai. Uski awaaz mein sukoon aur fikar dono hote hain, aur woh gaon ke jhagdon ko suljhana chahta hai. Woh apni beti Hameeda ki himmat ko samajhta hai, lekin Kamran ki chhupi burai se anjaan hai. Saad ka nana. dead.
8. *Javed Kareem*
- *Umar*: 25 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Haji Kareem ka bada beta, Javed mazboot jism aur gusse wala ladka hai. Woh apne khandaan ki izzat ke liye ladta hai aur Khan khandaan ke zulm ke khilaaf hai. Uska gussa usey jaldi ladai mein daal deta hai, lekin uska dil insaaf ke liye hai. . Saad ka bhada Mamu.
9. *Kamran Kareem*
- *Umar*: 23 saal (1995 mein)
- Haji Kareem ka chhota beta, Kamran ek chalaak aur shaitan shakhs hai. Uska chehra masoom, lekin dil mein nafrat aur aiyyashi. Woh Jahangir ke sath mil kar gaon mein burai phelata hai, ladkiyon ko pareshaan karta hai, aur apne khandaan ke khilaaf sazish karta hai. Uski yeh nature sirf Jahangir jaanta hai, baaki sab se chhupi hui hai. Saad ka Chota Mamu.
10. *Hameeda Kareem*
- *Umar*: 21 saal (1995 mein)
Haji Kareem ki beti, Hameeda khubsurat, mazboot dil wali, aur himmatmand ladki hai. Woh riwayaton ke khilaaf ladti hai, Asif se pyar karti hai. Saad ki ma. dead.
baki characters add kartay jai gay jaise jaise story chalti jai gi. thanks.
1. *Malik Zubair Khan*
- *Umar*: Taqreeban 50 saal (1995 mein)
- Malik Zubair Khan khandaan ka sardar hai, ek sakht aur taqatwar shakhsiyat jo Faislabad kay ek gaon par hukumat karta hai. Uska chehra paththar jaisa, aankhon mein thandak, aur awaaz mein woh wazan jo dushmanon ko dara deta hai. Woh taqat ko sab kuch maanta hai aur pyar ko kamzori samajhta hai. Riwayaton ka pakka hai, mardana jirga chalaata hai, aur uske faisle aakhri hote hain, aksar khoon ki dhamki ke sath. Saad ka Dada jo current time me mar chuka hi.
2. *Sultana Begum*
- *Umar*: 45 saal (1995 mein)
- Sultana haveli ki malka hai, ek sakht lekin pyar karne wali aurat jo khandaan ko sambhaalti hai. Woh riwayaton par chalti hai, auraton ka ghar mein rehna maanti hai, aur apni beti Zareena ki bagawat ko dabati hai. Saad ki Dadi.
3. *Zulfiqar Khan*
- *Umar*: 24 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka bada beta aur khandaan ka waris, Zulfiqar thanda dimagh aur mazboot jism wala hai. Woh apne baap ka saaya hai, jirga mein uske sath khada rehta hai, aur khandaan ki taqat ko barhaane mein yakeen rakhta hai. Uski awaaz mein wazan aur aankhon mein sakhti hai, lekin woh Jahangir ki chhupi burai se anjaan hai. Woh pyar ya kamzori se door rehta hai, sirf taqat aur izzat ko maanta hai. Saad ka bhada papa.
4. *Asif Khan*
- *Umar*: 22 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka doosra beta, Asif ek sensitive aur soch mein dooba hua ladka hai. Saad ka bap. Dead.
5. *Jahangir Khan*
- *Umar*: 20 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka sabse chhota beta, Jahangir ek chhupa hua shaitan hai. Uska chehra masoom, muskurahat dilkash, lekin aankhon mein nafrat aur hawas chhupi hui hai. Woh gaon ki ladkiyon ke sath chhedkhani karta hai. Saad ka chota chachu.
6. *Zareena Khan*
- *Umar*: 19 saal (1995 mein)
- Zubair ki beti, Zareena ek baghi rooh wali ladki hai. Woh tez, aqalmand, aur riwayaton ke khilaaf hai. Uski aankhein teekhi aur dil mein azadi ki chingaari hai. aik khubsuret or dilkush 32c-30-34 figure ko sambhalti hui ki larki matlabi or ag jaisy taiz. Saad ki Phoophi.
7. *Haji Kareem*
- *Umar*: Taqreeban 50 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Zubair ka puraana dost aur dushman, Haji Kareem ek izzatdar aur aqalmand shakhs hai. Woh taqat se ziyada izzat aur amn ko maanta hai. Uski awaaz mein sukoon aur fikar dono hote hain, aur woh gaon ke jhagdon ko suljhana chahta hai. Woh apni beti Hameeda ki himmat ko samajhta hai, lekin Kamran ki chhupi burai se anjaan hai. Saad ka nana. dead.
8. *Javed Kareem*
- *Umar*: 25 saal (1995 mein)
- *Nature*: Haji Kareem ka bada beta, Javed mazboot jism aur gusse wala ladka hai. Woh apne khandaan ki izzat ke liye ladta hai aur Khan khandaan ke zulm ke khilaaf hai. Uska gussa usey jaldi ladai mein daal deta hai, lekin uska dil insaaf ke liye hai. . Saad ka bhada Mamu.
9. *Kamran Kareem*
- *Umar*: 23 saal (1995 mein)
- Haji Kareem ka chhota beta, Kamran ek chalaak aur shaitan shakhs hai. Uska chehra masoom, lekin dil mein nafrat aur aiyyashi. Woh Jahangir ke sath mil kar gaon mein burai phelata hai, ladkiyon ko pareshaan karta hai, aur apne khandaan ke khilaaf sazish karta hai. Uski yeh nature sirf Jahangir jaanta hai, baaki sab se chhupi hui hai. Saad ka Chota Mamu.
10. *Hameeda Kareem*
- *Umar*: 21 saal (1995 mein)
Haji Kareem ki beti, Hameeda khubsurat, mazboot dil wali, aur himmatmand ladki hai. Woh riwayaton ke khilaaf ladti hai, Asif se pyar karti hai. Saad ki ma. dead.
baki characters add kartay jai gay jaise jaise story chalti jai gi. thanks.
Emperor: Rule Out the Darkness - A New Beginning
Update 1
**Scene 1: Jirga Ka Maidan – Taqat Ka Mahaul**
Faisalabad ka ek chhota sa gaon, saal 1995. Subah ki pehli kirnein kheton par gir rahi thin, aur hawa mein mitti ki taazi khushboo ghuli hui thi, sath hi pasine aur kheton ke phoolon ki mehkaati khushboo. Gaon ke beech mein ek bada sa maidan faila hua tha, jahan purane zamane ke jirga ki tarah log jama thay. Yeh maidan gaon ki siyasat ka markaz tha – yahan faisle hote thay, jhagde suljhaye jaate thay, aur taqat ka izhar hota tha. Maidan ke beech mein ek purana, lakdi ka bana takht rakha tha, jiska rang waqt ke saath gehra ho chuka tha, us par khudai ke nishaan aur purani nakkashi thi jo Khan khandaan ki taqat ki kahani kehti thi. Is takht par Malik Zubair Khan baitha tha, uski umar 50 ke kareeb, lekin chehra aisa ke jaise paththar se tarasha gaya ho. Uske baalon mein safedi ki lakeerein, dhaari moti aur kaali, aur aankhon mein woh thandak jo dushmanon ko darati thi. Woh ek badshah jaisa lag raha tha, safed kurta-pajama pehne, shawl kandhon par, apne haathon se dhaari par haath pherte hue, jaise woh apni hukumat ko mehsoos kar raha ho. Uske paas ek purana sa lohe ka asaa rakha tha, jo uski taqat ka alam tha.
Uske charon taraf gaon ke chaudhary, zameendar aur buzurg baithay thay – sab mard, koi aurat nazar nahi aati thi. Yeh mardana jirga tha, jahan auraton ka daakhil mana tha; unki baat sirf mardon ke zariye pahunchti thi. Log chatai aur kursiyon par baithay thay, kuch ke haathon mein hookah, aur hawa mein tanav mehsoos ho raha tha, kyunki aaj zameen ke jhagde ka faisla hone wala tha. Logon ke chehre par bechaini, aur peeche se door kutton ke bhonkne ki awaazein, kheton mein kaam karte mazdooron ki dheemi baatein, aur kabhi kabhi bailon ki awaaz sunai de rahi thi. Suraj dheere dheere oopar aa raha tha, aur maidan par logon ki parchhaiyan lambi ho rahi thin. Kuch log dheemi awaaz mein baatein kar rahe thay, “Malik Zubair ka faisla aakhri hota hai, lekin Haji Kareem bhi kam nahi. Yeh jhagda khooni ban sakta hai, gaon ka sukoon khatam ho jayega.”
Malik Zubair ki awaaz goonji, jaise ek sher ki dahaad – sakht aur faisla-kun. “Aaj yeh zameen ka jhagda khatam hoga. Haji Kareem, tumhari baat mainne sun li hai, lekin faisla sirf mera hai. Yeh gaon meri hukumat mein chalta hai, aur yahan koi ungli nahi utha sakta. Zameen Khan khandaan ki hai, aur yeh baat sabko yaad rakhni hogi.”
Haji Kareem, Zubair ka purana dost aur aj kadushman, apne takht par baitha tha. Uski umar bhi 50 ke aas-paas, chehra izzat se bhara, lekin aaj uske chehre par fikar ki gehri lakeerein. Usne safed shalwar kameez pehni thi, topi sir par, aur haathon mein tasbeeh, jo woh dheere dheere ghooma raha tha. Uske do bete – Javed, 25 saal ka, mazboot jism wala aur gusse wala, uska kurta thoda sa khula, baal uljhe hue, aur Kamran, 23 saal ka, masoom chehra lekin andar se Jahangir jaisa shaitan, chalaak aur aiyyash – uske saath khade thay. Kamran ki aankhon mein wohi nafrat chhupi thi jo Jahangir mein thi; woh bhi gaon ki ladkiyon ko gandi nigah se dekhta tha, lekin sabke samne acha banta tha, uski yeh burai sirf Jahangir jaanta tha aur woh dono mil kar chupke se burai karte thay, baaki sab se chhupi hui. Kamran ne ek halka sa muskurahat diya, jo masoom lagta tha lekin usme zeher chhupa tha. Hameeda, Haji Kareem ki beti, 21 saal ki, khubsurat aur mazboot dil wali ladki, ghar par thi; jirgon mein auraton ko aane ki ijazat nahi thi. Haji Kareem ne apni awaaz mein izzat aur pareshani milakar kaha, “Zubair bhai, yeh jhagda gaon ke sukoon ko khatam kar raha hai. Humare bacche bhi isme uljhe hue hain mera Javed aur Kamran, aur tumhare bete. Soch lo, yeh khoon ka rishta hai. Zameen se ziyada izzat zaroori hai, aur gaon ka amn bhi.”
Malik Zubair ne thandi nigah se Haji Kareem ko dekha, uski aankhon mein koi raham nahi. “Haji sahab, yeh zameen usi ki hai jo taqat rakhta hai. Taqat se hi gaon chalta hai, aur meri taqat par koi sawal nahi. Yeh hukumat mainne khoon-pasine se banayi hai, aur koi isey hila nahi sakta.”
Zulfiqar, Zubair ka bada beta, 24 saal ka, baap ke bagal mein khada tha. Woh khandaan ka waris tha – lamba qad, mazboot jism, thanda dimagh, aur jirgon mein apne baap ka saaya ban kar khada rehta tha. Usne kurta-pajama pehna tha, aankhein thandi lekin teekhi, aur awaaz mein wazan. Usne apne baap ki taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Baba jaan, aap ka faisla aakhri hai. Yeh log shor machate hain, lekin humari taqat ke samne kuch nahi. Khan khandaan ki zameen par koi haath nahi daal sakta. Yeh gaon humare qanoon se chalega, aur koi humein rok nahi sakta.”
Jahangir, Zubair ka chhota beta, 20 saal ka, thodi door khada tha. Uska chehra masoom tha – muskurahat jo sabko acha lagti thi, lekin uski aankhon mein nafrat ki gehri chhaya chhupi hui thi. Woh sabke samne acha banta tha, lekin andar se shaitan tha, uski yeh burai sirf Kamran jaanta tha aur woh dono mil kar chupke se planning karte thay, baaki sab se chhupi hui. Usne safed kurta pehna tha, lekin uski muskurahat mein ek chhupa hua zeher tha. Usne apni masoom awaaz mein kaha, “Zulfiqar bhai, bilkul sahi kaha. Baba jaan ke faisle par koi ungli nahi utha sakta. Yeh gaon humara hai.” Lekin uska dil kuch aur soch raha tha – nafrat se bhara, apne baap aur bhaiyon se jalne wala. Kamran, jo Haji Kareem ka beta tha, Jahangir ki taraf dekha aur aankhon se ishara kiya; woh dono ek jaise thay, aur baad mein mil kar gaon mein burai phelaane ki planning karte thay, lekin abhi chup thay, unki yeh nature baaki sab se chhupi hui thi.
Asif, Zubair ka doosra beta, 22 saal ka, pe韶eche khada tha, chup-chaap. Uska dil bechain tha, kyunki uske dimag mein Hameeda ka khayal ghum raha tha. Hameeda – Haji Kareem ki beti, 21 saal ki, lambi kali zulfein, gehri aankhein jo aqalmandi se bhari thin, aur dil jo mazboot tha. Asif usse pyar karta tha, lekin apne baap ke samne uska naam lene se darta tha. Uske dimag mein Hameeda ko dhamkiyan yaad aa rahi thin – gaon ke log kehte thay ke agar Khan khandaan ke khilaaf koi khada hua toh uski betiyon ko saza milegi, khoon ki saza. Asif soch raha tha, *Hameeda, tumhare liye yeh dhamkiyan... agar baba jaan ko pata chala toh tum par kya guzregi? Yeh nafrat ki aag tum tak pahunch jayegi. Main tumhe bachana chahta hoon, lekin darta hoon. Yeh jirga ki taqat tumhe bhi chheen legi, aur main kuch nahi kar paunga.* Uska chehra udaas tha, haath kamp rahe thay, aur dil mein tufaan uth raha tha, lekin woh chup raha, apni sochon mein dooba. Usne ek purana kurta pehna tha, jo thoda sa phata hua tha, aur uski aankhein jhuki hui thin, jaise woh jirga se door hona chahta ho.
Malik Zubair ne Asif ki taraf dekha, uski awaaz mein sakhti, “Asif, tu chup kyun hai? Khandaan ka beta hai, bol. Yeh jirga mein chup rehne ki jagah nahi. Tera chehra kyun laal hai, koi baat chhupa raha hai?”
Asif ne nazrein jhuka li, uske haathon mein pasina aa gaya. “Baba jaan, jo aap ka hukum, wahi mera faisla hai.” Uske dil mein Hameeda ka naam goonj raha tha, aur woh dhamkiyan usey aur bechain kar rahi thin. Woh soch raha tha ke kaise woh Hameeda se milega, bina baap ko pata lage, aur usey yeh dhamkiyon se bachayega. Usne ek chitthi apni jeb mein chhupayi hui thi, jo usne Hameeda ke liye likhi thi, lekin abhi bol nahi sakta tha.
Haji Kareem ne halki muskurahat ke saath kaha, “Zubair bhai, tumhare bete wafadar hain. Yeh acchi baat hai. Lekin yeh jirga khatam karo, gaon ke log intezar mein hain. Subah se yahan baithay hain, aur suraj chadh raha hai. Logon ke ghar kaam roka hua hai.”
Malik Zubair ne apna faisla sunaya, uski awaaz maidan mein goonj uthi, “Yeh zameen Khan khandaan ki hai. Koi iske khilaaf gaya toh saza milegi – khoon ki saza.” Maidan mein taliyan baji, lekin kuch logon ke dil mein nafrat ubal rahi thi. Jirga khatam hua, log uthne lage, apne apne shawls aur topiyan sambhalte hue, dheere dheere maidan khali hone laga. Malik Zubair ne apne beto ko ishara kiya, “Haveli chalo. Aaj raat baat hogi khandaan ki.”
Asif ke dil mein ek tufaan uth raha tha – pyar aur darr ka tufaan, Hameeda ki dhamkiyan usey kha rahi thin. Jahangir ki masoom muskurahat ke peeche nafrat ki chingaari bhadak rahi thi, aur Kamran uske saath mil kar us aag ko aur barha raha tha, jaise woh dono mil kar badle ki planning kar rahe hon, lekin yeh sab baaki logon se chhupa hua tha. Maidan khali hone laga, lekin gaon mein andhera aur gehra hone wala tha, aur log apne gharon ki taraf chal diye, jirga ki baatein karte hue, kuch ke chehre par khushi, kuch ke dil mein gussa.
**Scene 2: Haveli Mein – Sultana Begum Aur Zareena Ka Mahaul**
Khan khandaan ki haveli gaon ke sabse bade ghar thi – ek purana qila jaisi, bade darwaze jo lakdi aur lohe se bane thay, un par purani nakkashi, diwaren purani lekin mazboot, jinka rang samay ke saath gehra ho gaya tha, aur har kone mein taqat ki mehsoos hoti thi. Haveli ke andar se awaazein aati thin – auraton ki baatein, bachon ke khelne ki cheekhein, aur rasoi se aati khane ki khushboo, jaise rotiyan sekti hui, sabziyon ki mehkaati khushboo, dal ki khushboo hawa mein ghuli hui, aur thodi si mutton ki khushboo jo rasoi se aati thi. Haveli ki malka, Sultana Begum, 45 saal ki, rasoi mein khadi thi. Woh khandaan ki peeth thi – sakht lekin pyar karne wali, uske chehre par riwayaton ki gehraai, usne saadgi bhara salwar kameez pehna tha, aur haathon mein roti ka belan. Uske saath uski beti Zareena, 19 saal ki, khadi thi. Zareena baghi rooh wali ladki thi – lambi baal, tez aankhein, aur dil jo mardana hukumat se nafrat karta tha. Woh gaon ki auraton ki tarah chup nahi rehti thi; usey azadi chahiye thi, aur woh aksar apni maa se ladti thi is bare mein. Usne halka sa gulaabi salwar kameez pehna tha, lekin uski awaaz mein ek tezgi thi jo rasoi ke sannate ko cheer deti thi.
Sultana Begum ne belan se roti belte hue kaha, “Zareena, yeh gaon ki auraten chup rehti hain. Tu kyun har baat par ladti hai? Yeh humari riwayat hai, mardon ke faisle maan'na padta hai. Rasoi mein reh, khana bana, yeh hi aurat ka kaam hai. Jirga se laute hain, unki thakan door karo. Tera baap aur bhai gusse mein honge, khana acha banana.”
Zareena ne apne baal peeche karte hue, apnay husan ko sambhaltay gusse se kaha, “Ammi jaan, yeh hukum sirf mardon ke liye hain. Main kyun chup rahun? Asif bhai aur Jahangir bhai toh bahar ghoomte hain, jirgon mein baithte hain, aur main ghar mein qaid? Yeh zulm hai, ammi. Ek din main yeh sab badal dungi, gaon ki auraten azad hongi. Kyun nahi main bhi jirga dekh sakti? Yeh purani riwayaten kab tootengi? Main bhi bahar jaungi, logon se baat karungi.”
Sultana ne ek gheri saans li, uski aankhon mein fikar, “Beta, yeh riwayaten hamare khoon mein hain. Malik Zubair ke ghar mein auraten izzat se rehti hain. Bahar ki duniya mardon ki hai. Jirga se laute hain, khana tayyar karo. Aaj raat sab mil kar baithenge, aur baat hogi. Tu apni bagawat ko dil mein rakh, bahar mat nikaal, warna tera baap gussa hoga.”
Zareena ne muskurahat se jawab diya, lekin uski awaaz mein tanav tha, “Ammi, ek din yeh riwayaten tootengi. Main dekhungi. Main nahi banungi jaise aap – chup aur sehne wali. Mujhe bhi bahar jaana hai, dekho gaon ki haqiqat, logon se baat karna hai. Yeh haveli qaid nahi hai meri.”
Rasoi ke darwaze par khatkhat hui, aur Asif andar aaya. Uska chehra udaas tha, jaise jirga ki thakan usey nigal gayi ho. Usne purana kurta pehna tha, thoda sa ganda, aur aankhein laal thin. Woh dheere se bola, “Ammi, baba jaan ne bulaya hai. Raat ke khane par baat hogi khandaan ki. Zulfiqar bhai bhi aa rahe hain.”
Sultana ne Asif ko dekha, uske chehre par maa ka pyar, “Asif, tu pareshan lag raha hai. Kya baat hai, beta? Jirga mein kuch hua? Tera chehra bata raha hai kuch gehra soch raha hai, aankhein laal hain, koi baat chhupa raha hai?”
Asif ne jhijhakte hue kaha, “Kuch nahi, ammi. Bas jirga ki thakan hai. Baba jaan ka faisla... sab theek hai.” Lekin uski aankhon mein Hameeda ka chehra tha, aur dil mein darr, woh dhamkiyan abhi bhi usey yaad thin, jaise gaon ke logon ki baatein uske kaanon mein goonj rahi hon, *Hameeda ko saza milegi... khoon ki saza.*
Zareena ne usey dekha aur samajh gayi – woh jaanti thi ke Asif Hameeda se pyar karta hai, lekin baap ke darr se chup hai. Usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Bhai, dil ki baat dil mein mat rakho. Ek din phootegi, aur tab baba jaan ko pata chalega. Tu Hameeda ke bare mein soch raha hai na? Uski fikar kar raha hai, uski dhamkiyan tujhe kha rahi hain?”
Asif ne usey chup karaya, uski awaaz mein darr, “Zareena, chup. Baba jaan sun lenge. Yeh baat yahan nahi, warna museebat aa jayegi. Bas khana tayyar karo, main ja raha hoon.”
Bahar se Jahangir ki awaaz aayi, jaise woh has raha ho, “Ammi, khana tayyar? Bhook lagi hai, jirga ne sab taqat kha li.”
Jahangir andar aaya, uska masoom chehra, lekin nigah Zareena par thi – ek ajeeb, gandi tarah se. Woh aiyyash tha, gaon mein chhupi hui burai, lekin khandaan ke samne chhupaata tha, uski yeh nature sirf Kamran se mili hui thi, baaki sab se chhupi. Usne safed kurta pehna tha, lekin thoda sa ganda, jaise woh bahar se aaya ho. Usne kaha, “Ammi, aaj jirga mein baba jaan ne dhoom macha di. Yeh gaon humara hai. Khana jaldi do, phir bahar jaana hai.”
Sultana ne kaha, “Aa ja, beta. Sab mil kar khayenge. Zulfiqar bhi aa raha hoga. Jahangir, tu hamesha jaldi mein kyun rehta hai?”
Jahangir ek shokhy se bola, khana to bahana he baba jan bus hum sab ko apni jheet ka he batai gai mujay nahi rukna us cheez kay lia.
**Scene 3: Gaon Ki Galiyan – Hameeda Aur Asif Ki Mulakaat**
kuch he dare me:
Sham dhal rahi thi, suraj gaon ke peeche ke teelon par dub raha tha, aur galiyan sunsaan ho rahi thin. Hawa mein thandak thi, mitti ki khushboo ke sath thodi si ghaas ki bheegi si khushboo bhi, kyunki sham ki nam hawa kheton se aati thi. Gaon ki galiyan kacchi thin, mitti se bhari, aur dono taraf purane gharon ki diwaren khadi thin, jahan se auraton ki dheemi baatein aur bachon ke khelne ki awaazein aati thin. Hameeda, Haji Kareem ki beti, apne ghar se bahar nikli thi, haathon mein ek sunehra paani ka matka, jisme thodi si chamak bachi thi. Woh 21 saal ki thi – khubsurat, lambi kali zulfein jo uske kandhon tak aati thin, gehri aankhein jo aqalmandi aur mazbooti se chamakti thin, aur dil jo riwayaton ke khilaaf ladne ka jazba rakhta tha. Usne halka sa gulaabi salwar kameez pehna tha, dupatta sir par, lekin uski chal mein ek mazbooti thi. Uska dil bechain tha Asif ke liye, woh soch rahi thi ke jirga ke baad zameen ka faisla haarne ke baad kya hoga, dushmani ab kaise barhegi, aur Asif ke dil mein kya chal raha hai.
Thodi door ek purane peepal ke ped ke neeche Asif khada tha, chupke se, uske haathon mein ek chhoti si chitthi, jo usne Hameeda ke liye likhi thi. Woh ek purana kurta-pajama pehne tha, thoda sa ganda, jaise jirga ke baad kheton se aaya ho. Uska chehra udaas tha, aankhein jhuki hui, aur haath thodi si kampan mein. Usne dheemi awaaz mein pukara, “Hameeda... idhar aa, jaldi. Koi dekhne se pehle, yeh chitthi tujhe deni hai.”
Hameeda ne palat kar dekha, uski aankhon mein khushi ki chamak, lekin darr bhi. “Asif, yahan? Koi dekh lega. Tumhare baba jaan ko pata chala toh... yeh gaon mein khoon ho jayega. Jirga ki taqat abhi tazah hai, aur log baatein kar rahe hain, ke Khan khandaan ke khilaaf jhagda barh raha hai.”
Asif ne paas aakar uska haath dheere se pakda, uski awaaz mein pyar aur bechaini, “Hameeda, main tumse pyar karta hoon. Har roz tumhara khayal aata hai, raat ko neend nahi aati. Lekin baba jaan ke samne tumhara naam lene se darta hoon. Woh taqat ke pujari hain, pyar unke liye kamzori hai. Aaj jirga mein tumhare abbu ka faisla haar gaya – zameen chali gayi, aur dhamkiyan abhi bhi mere dimag mein hain. Gaon ke log kehte hain ke Khan khandaan ke dushmanon ki betiyon ko saza milegi. Yeh chitthi padh, maine likha hai ke main tumhe bachaunga, lekin darr lagta hai.”
Hameeda ne saans li, uski aankhon mein aansu, lekin awaaz mazboot, “Asif, yeh taqat ka khel hai. Mere bhai Javed aur Kamran gusse mein hain. Kamran toh Jahangir jaisa hai, woh uske saath mil gaya hai – dono mil kar gaon mein burai phela rahe hain, lekin unki yeh nature baaki sab se chhupi hui hai, sirf hum jaise logon ko shak hai. Lekin main tumse door nahi reh sakti. Yeh pyar humara hai, riwayaton se upar. Chitthi padhungi, lekin yeh darr... yeh dhamkiyan mujhe bhi kha rahi hain. Asif, tu wada kar ke hum dono is andhere se nikalenge.”
Asif ne usey gale lagaya, dheere se, uska haath thodi si kampan mein, sans halka halka taiz. hamida kay itna qareeb ho kar usko hamaisha aise feel hota tha. aj be uski gheri ankho me doobta hua asif kay hont hamida kay honto per jatay chalay gay. aik pal kay lia sab kuch ruk sa gaya. dono ke ankhay band thi or dunia se bekhaber dono us ahsas ko mehsoos kar rahay thay. jhatkay say hamida ko asif ne chora. “Ek din hum milenge, bina darr ke. Main wada karta hoon, tumhari dhamkiyon se bachaoonga. Ab jaao, sham gehri ho rahi hai, aur galiyan sunsaan ho jayengi.”
Lekin peeche se Jahangir ki parchhai dikhi. Woh chupke se dekh raha tha, ek diwar ke peeche chhupa, uska masoom chehra ab gayab, aankhon mein nafrat aur jaln. Jahangir ko Hameeda pasand thi, lekin woh aiyyash tha – gaon mein kai ladkiyon se chhedkhani kar chuka tha, unki zindagiyan barbaad ki thin. Kamran uske saath mil chuka tha, dono ek jaise shaitan, badle ki planning kar rahe thay, lekin yeh sab baaki khandaan aur gaon se chhupa hua tha. Jahangir ne socha, *Asif bhai, tumhari yeh khushi main barbaad karunga. Hameeda meri hai, aur yeh pyar main mita dunga. Kamran saath dega, humari burai chhupi rahegi.* Woh dheere se wahan se nikal gaya, raat ke andhere mein gumm ho gaya.
**Scene 4: Jahangir Ki Aiyyashi – Hameeda Ka Bachao**
thori he dare me:
Raat gehri ho chuki thi, chand gaon par roshni daal raha tha, lekin gaon ke bahar ek sunsaan jagah par andhera tha, sirf door se jhinguron ki awaaz aur kabhi kabhi kutton ke bhonkne ki dheemi awaaz. Jagah ek purane kheton ke paas thi, jahan ek chhota sa talaab tha, jiska paani chandni mein chamak raha tha. Jahangir wahan khada tha, apne do-teen dostoon ke saath – woh log jo uski aiyyashi mein shamil thay, sharab ki bottle haathon mein, has rahe thay, unke kapde gande aur sharab ki badboo se bhare. Jahangir ki masoom shakal ab gayab thi; uske chehre par shaitani muskurahat, aankhon mein hawas, aur sharab ki thodi si behki hui awaaz. Kamran bhi uske saath tha, Jahangir jaisa hi – masoom chehra, lekin andar nafrat aur aiyyashi, unki yeh nature baaki sab se chhupi hui thi, sirf ek dusre ko pata tha. Dono mil kar gaon ki ladkiyon ko pareshaan karte thay, badle ki baatein karte thay, lekin ch programmed ke se, aur aaj woh yahan ek shaitani plan ke liye aaye thay.
Ek ladki wahaan se guzar rahi thi – gaon ki ek mazdoor ki beti, Salma, 18 saal ki, raat ko ghar ja rahi thi, uske haathon mein ek chhoti si tokri, usme kuch rotiyan aur thodi si sabzi, uska chehra thaka hua, kapde purane, ek purana sa dupatta uske sir par. Salma ne darr se palat kar dekha jab Jahangir ne usey rok liya, “Ladki, idhar aa. Raat mein akeli kahan ja rahi hai? Hum saath chalenge, darr mat.”
Salma ne darr se kaha, uski awaaz kanp rahi thi, “Jahangir saab, please jaane do. Ghar jana hai, ammi intezar kar rahi hain. Raat gehri ho gayi hai, mujhe darr lag raha hai.”
Jahangir ne haskar uska haath pakda, uski awaaz mein mazak aur hawas, “Kyun darti hai? Main Khan khandaan ka beta hoon. Saath chal, maza ayega. Kamran, tu bhi bata, yeh toh humara mazak hai.” Woh Salma ko kheenchne laga, uske dost has rahe thay, sharab ki bottle ek dusre ko de rahe thay.
Kamran ne haskar saath diya, “Haan, hum dono saath hain. Darr mat, yeh humara raaz rahega. Tu chup rehti hai na? Salma, tu toh gaon ki achhi ladki hai.”
Salma ne chhutne ki koshish ki, “Nahi, saab. Yeh galat hai, please chhod do. Main cheekhungi, koi aa jayega.”
Tabhi Hameeda apni doston, Fatima aur Aisha, ke saath wahaan se guzar rahi thi – woh raat ko chupke se talaab ke paas baatein karne aayi thin, kyunki gaon mein auraton ke liye raat ko bahar nikalna mushkil tha. Hameeda ne yeh manzar dekha aur gusse mein aa gayi. Woh aage badhi, uski awaaz mein tezi, “Jahangir, Kamran, yeh kya badtameezi hai? Salma ko chhod! Kamran, tu mera bhai hai, lekin yeh shaitani kyun? Tum dono ki nature chhupi hui hai, lekin ab pata chal raha hai. Salma, mere saath aa, main tujhe ghar le jaungi.”
Hameeda ne Salma ka haath pakda aur usey apne saath kheench liya, uski doston Fatima aur Aisha bhi saath aayi, darr ke bawajood Hameeda ke sath khadi rahin. Jahangir ne haskar kaha, lekin uski aankhon mein aag, “Hameeda, tu beech mein kyun aayi? Yeh mazak tha. Salma humari dost hai, hum bas baat kar rahe thay.”
Kamran ne saath diya, uski shaitani nigah, “Haan, behan, tu kyun gussa ho rahi hai? Yeh toh humara mazak hai. Salma, tu bol na, hum tujhe pareshaan thodi kar rahe hain.”
Salma ne darr se kaha, “Hameeda didi, yeh mujhe kheench rahe thay. Main darr gayi thi.”
Hameeda ka gussa barh gaya, “Jahangir, Kamran, tum dono shaitan ho. Gaon ki ladkiyon ki izzat loot’te ho. Ab Hameeda ke peeche pade ho? Salma ko main apne saath le ja rahi hoon, aur agar dubara aisi harkat ki toh gaon ko bataungi tumhari chhupi burai.”
Jahangir ne sharab ki nashay me bina sochy apne ghusy ki ag ko hamida per utarne ka soch lia or jhatke se uska hath jo salma kay hath me tha kinch kar hamida ko pass kia. "kya kami he muj me jo tu us asif ke niche bichne chahti he?" mard hun me or us namard ki randi ban rahi he tu.
uska itna kehna he tha. kay pal bhar me "chatak" ek zor dar awaz puri khamoshi ko cheerti hui waha per kharay sab logo ko chonka dia tha.
hamida piche ko hat chuki thi, "jawab mil gaya to dafa ho jao yaha se werna?" hamida is time apne puray ghusy me thi.
**Scene 5: Haveli Ki Raat – Khandaan Ki Baat Aur Hameeda Ka Confrontation**
Haveli ke baithak khane mein raat ka waqt – kamra bada, purane saaman se saja, diwaron par khandaan ki tasveerein, aur center mein ek badi mez par khane ki thaliyan, rotiyan garam, sabziyan, dal, aur mutton ki khushboo hawa mein. Chandni raat thi, bahar se chand ki roshni andar aa rahi thi, aur ek chhoti si khidki se thandi hawa aati thi. Malik Zubair center mein baitha tha, Sultana uske bagal mein, usne safed salwar kameez pehna tha, chehra fikar se bhara. Zulfiqar, Asif, aur Zareena sab mojood thay – khana khaya ja raha tha, lekin Jahangir abhi nahi aaya tha. Khandaan ke log baithay thay, khane ki awaazein, chammach ki khanak, aur baatein chal rahi thin. Sultana ne dekha ke Jahangir ki plate khali thi, “Jahangir kahan hai? Khana thanda ho raha hai. Woh hamesha der se aata hai, kahan ghoom raha hai?”
Zubair ne sakht awaaz mein kaha, “Aaj jirga jeet gaye. Zameen humari hai. Lekin gaon mein dushmani barh rahi hai – Haji Kareem aur uske bete. Asif, tu chup rehta hai har waqt. Kya baat hai? Bol, khandaan ka beta hai. Jahangir ko bhej kar bulao, yeh kya badtameezi hai?”
Asif ne nazrein jhukayi, uska dil dhadak raha tha, “Baba jaan, kuch nahi. Bas soch raha hoon gaon ke bare mein.” Uske dimag mein Hameeda ki dhamkiyan abhi bhi ghum rahi thin, jaise woh usey kha rahi hon. Woh khana dheere dheere kha raha tha, lekin dimag kahin aur tha, uski chitthi ka jawab Hameeda se nahi mila tha.
Zareena ne kaha, “Baba jaan, Jahangir bhai bahar gaye hain shayad. Woh hamesha raat ko ghoomte hain. Asif bhai, tu bhi pareshan lag rahe ho, kya baat hai?”
Sultana ne fikar se kaha, “Jahangir ko bulao. Khana bina uske adhura hai. Zulfiqar, ja kar dekh.”
Zulfiqar ne uthkar kaha, “Theek hai, ammi. Woh aata hoga.”
Lekin twist yeh tha ke Jahangir haveli se door, tha, apne daray par kamran ja chuka tha or jahangir ko bar bar hamida ka wo thapad yad ara tha. mujay marti he wo. sali gushtiiii! tujay to nahi choru ga me. yad rakhi ye thapad ka badla to lay kar rahu ga. hamida bohet maza ana hi ab to. aj se tu mera kala roop dekhy gi tu be or baki sab be. aj se badla shuru hota hi. meri nahi hogi to kissy ki be hony nahi dun ga tujay.
To be continued.......
Update 1
**Scene 1: Jirga Ka Maidan – Taqat Ka Mahaul**
Faisalabad ka ek chhota sa gaon, saal 1995. Subah ki pehli kirnein kheton par gir rahi thin, aur hawa mein mitti ki taazi khushboo ghuli hui thi, sath hi pasine aur kheton ke phoolon ki mehkaati khushboo. Gaon ke beech mein ek bada sa maidan faila hua tha, jahan purane zamane ke jirga ki tarah log jama thay. Yeh maidan gaon ki siyasat ka markaz tha – yahan faisle hote thay, jhagde suljhaye jaate thay, aur taqat ka izhar hota tha. Maidan ke beech mein ek purana, lakdi ka bana takht rakha tha, jiska rang waqt ke saath gehra ho chuka tha, us par khudai ke nishaan aur purani nakkashi thi jo Khan khandaan ki taqat ki kahani kehti thi. Is takht par Malik Zubair Khan baitha tha, uski umar 50 ke kareeb, lekin chehra aisa ke jaise paththar se tarasha gaya ho. Uske baalon mein safedi ki lakeerein, dhaari moti aur kaali, aur aankhon mein woh thandak jo dushmanon ko darati thi. Woh ek badshah jaisa lag raha tha, safed kurta-pajama pehne, shawl kandhon par, apne haathon se dhaari par haath pherte hue, jaise woh apni hukumat ko mehsoos kar raha ho. Uske paas ek purana sa lohe ka asaa rakha tha, jo uski taqat ka alam tha.
Uske charon taraf gaon ke chaudhary, zameendar aur buzurg baithay thay – sab mard, koi aurat nazar nahi aati thi. Yeh mardana jirga tha, jahan auraton ka daakhil mana tha; unki baat sirf mardon ke zariye pahunchti thi. Log chatai aur kursiyon par baithay thay, kuch ke haathon mein hookah, aur hawa mein tanav mehsoos ho raha tha, kyunki aaj zameen ke jhagde ka faisla hone wala tha. Logon ke chehre par bechaini, aur peeche se door kutton ke bhonkne ki awaazein, kheton mein kaam karte mazdooron ki dheemi baatein, aur kabhi kabhi bailon ki awaaz sunai de rahi thi. Suraj dheere dheere oopar aa raha tha, aur maidan par logon ki parchhaiyan lambi ho rahi thin. Kuch log dheemi awaaz mein baatein kar rahe thay, “Malik Zubair ka faisla aakhri hota hai, lekin Haji Kareem bhi kam nahi. Yeh jhagda khooni ban sakta hai, gaon ka sukoon khatam ho jayega.”
Malik Zubair ki awaaz goonji, jaise ek sher ki dahaad – sakht aur faisla-kun. “Aaj yeh zameen ka jhagda khatam hoga. Haji Kareem, tumhari baat mainne sun li hai, lekin faisla sirf mera hai. Yeh gaon meri hukumat mein chalta hai, aur yahan koi ungli nahi utha sakta. Zameen Khan khandaan ki hai, aur yeh baat sabko yaad rakhni hogi.”
Haji Kareem, Zubair ka purana dost aur aj kadushman, apne takht par baitha tha. Uski umar bhi 50 ke aas-paas, chehra izzat se bhara, lekin aaj uske chehre par fikar ki gehri lakeerein. Usne safed shalwar kameez pehni thi, topi sir par, aur haathon mein tasbeeh, jo woh dheere dheere ghooma raha tha. Uske do bete – Javed, 25 saal ka, mazboot jism wala aur gusse wala, uska kurta thoda sa khula, baal uljhe hue, aur Kamran, 23 saal ka, masoom chehra lekin andar se Jahangir jaisa shaitan, chalaak aur aiyyash – uske saath khade thay. Kamran ki aankhon mein wohi nafrat chhupi thi jo Jahangir mein thi; woh bhi gaon ki ladkiyon ko gandi nigah se dekhta tha, lekin sabke samne acha banta tha, uski yeh burai sirf Jahangir jaanta tha aur woh dono mil kar chupke se burai karte thay, baaki sab se chhupi hui. Kamran ne ek halka sa muskurahat diya, jo masoom lagta tha lekin usme zeher chhupa tha. Hameeda, Haji Kareem ki beti, 21 saal ki, khubsurat aur mazboot dil wali ladki, ghar par thi; jirgon mein auraton ko aane ki ijazat nahi thi. Haji Kareem ne apni awaaz mein izzat aur pareshani milakar kaha, “Zubair bhai, yeh jhagda gaon ke sukoon ko khatam kar raha hai. Humare bacche bhi isme uljhe hue hain mera Javed aur Kamran, aur tumhare bete. Soch lo, yeh khoon ka rishta hai. Zameen se ziyada izzat zaroori hai, aur gaon ka amn bhi.”
Malik Zubair ne thandi nigah se Haji Kareem ko dekha, uski aankhon mein koi raham nahi. “Haji sahab, yeh zameen usi ki hai jo taqat rakhta hai. Taqat se hi gaon chalta hai, aur meri taqat par koi sawal nahi. Yeh hukumat mainne khoon-pasine se banayi hai, aur koi isey hila nahi sakta.”
Zulfiqar, Zubair ka bada beta, 24 saal ka, baap ke bagal mein khada tha. Woh khandaan ka waris tha – lamba qad, mazboot jism, thanda dimagh, aur jirgon mein apne baap ka saaya ban kar khada rehta tha. Usne kurta-pajama pehna tha, aankhein thandi lekin teekhi, aur awaaz mein wazan. Usne apne baap ki taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Baba jaan, aap ka faisla aakhri hai. Yeh log shor machate hain, lekin humari taqat ke samne kuch nahi. Khan khandaan ki zameen par koi haath nahi daal sakta. Yeh gaon humare qanoon se chalega, aur koi humein rok nahi sakta.”
Jahangir, Zubair ka chhota beta, 20 saal ka, thodi door khada tha. Uska chehra masoom tha – muskurahat jo sabko acha lagti thi, lekin uski aankhon mein nafrat ki gehri chhaya chhupi hui thi. Woh sabke samne acha banta tha, lekin andar se shaitan tha, uski yeh burai sirf Kamran jaanta tha aur woh dono mil kar chupke se planning karte thay, baaki sab se chhupi hui. Usne safed kurta pehna tha, lekin uski muskurahat mein ek chhupa hua zeher tha. Usne apni masoom awaaz mein kaha, “Zulfiqar bhai, bilkul sahi kaha. Baba jaan ke faisle par koi ungli nahi utha sakta. Yeh gaon humara hai.” Lekin uska dil kuch aur soch raha tha – nafrat se bhara, apne baap aur bhaiyon se jalne wala. Kamran, jo Haji Kareem ka beta tha, Jahangir ki taraf dekha aur aankhon se ishara kiya; woh dono ek jaise thay, aur baad mein mil kar gaon mein burai phelaane ki planning karte thay, lekin abhi chup thay, unki yeh nature baaki sab se chhupi hui thi.
Asif, Zubair ka doosra beta, 22 saal ka, pe韶eche khada tha, chup-chaap. Uska dil bechain tha, kyunki uske dimag mein Hameeda ka khayal ghum raha tha. Hameeda – Haji Kareem ki beti, 21 saal ki, lambi kali zulfein, gehri aankhein jo aqalmandi se bhari thin, aur dil jo mazboot tha. Asif usse pyar karta tha, lekin apne baap ke samne uska naam lene se darta tha. Uske dimag mein Hameeda ko dhamkiyan yaad aa rahi thin – gaon ke log kehte thay ke agar Khan khandaan ke khilaaf koi khada hua toh uski betiyon ko saza milegi, khoon ki saza. Asif soch raha tha, *Hameeda, tumhare liye yeh dhamkiyan... agar baba jaan ko pata chala toh tum par kya guzregi? Yeh nafrat ki aag tum tak pahunch jayegi. Main tumhe bachana chahta hoon, lekin darta hoon. Yeh jirga ki taqat tumhe bhi chheen legi, aur main kuch nahi kar paunga.* Uska chehra udaas tha, haath kamp rahe thay, aur dil mein tufaan uth raha tha, lekin woh chup raha, apni sochon mein dooba. Usne ek purana kurta pehna tha, jo thoda sa phata hua tha, aur uski aankhein jhuki hui thin, jaise woh jirga se door hona chahta ho.
Malik Zubair ne Asif ki taraf dekha, uski awaaz mein sakhti, “Asif, tu chup kyun hai? Khandaan ka beta hai, bol. Yeh jirga mein chup rehne ki jagah nahi. Tera chehra kyun laal hai, koi baat chhupa raha hai?”
Asif ne nazrein jhuka li, uske haathon mein pasina aa gaya. “Baba jaan, jo aap ka hukum, wahi mera faisla hai.” Uske dil mein Hameeda ka naam goonj raha tha, aur woh dhamkiyan usey aur bechain kar rahi thin. Woh soch raha tha ke kaise woh Hameeda se milega, bina baap ko pata lage, aur usey yeh dhamkiyon se bachayega. Usne ek chitthi apni jeb mein chhupayi hui thi, jo usne Hameeda ke liye likhi thi, lekin abhi bol nahi sakta tha.
Haji Kareem ne halki muskurahat ke saath kaha, “Zubair bhai, tumhare bete wafadar hain. Yeh acchi baat hai. Lekin yeh jirga khatam karo, gaon ke log intezar mein hain. Subah se yahan baithay hain, aur suraj chadh raha hai. Logon ke ghar kaam roka hua hai.”
Malik Zubair ne apna faisla sunaya, uski awaaz maidan mein goonj uthi, “Yeh zameen Khan khandaan ki hai. Koi iske khilaaf gaya toh saza milegi – khoon ki saza.” Maidan mein taliyan baji, lekin kuch logon ke dil mein nafrat ubal rahi thi. Jirga khatam hua, log uthne lage, apne apne shawls aur topiyan sambhalte hue, dheere dheere maidan khali hone laga. Malik Zubair ne apne beto ko ishara kiya, “Haveli chalo. Aaj raat baat hogi khandaan ki.”
Asif ke dil mein ek tufaan uth raha tha – pyar aur darr ka tufaan, Hameeda ki dhamkiyan usey kha rahi thin. Jahangir ki masoom muskurahat ke peeche nafrat ki chingaari bhadak rahi thi, aur Kamran uske saath mil kar us aag ko aur barha raha tha, jaise woh dono mil kar badle ki planning kar rahe hon, lekin yeh sab baaki logon se chhupa hua tha. Maidan khali hone laga, lekin gaon mein andhera aur gehra hone wala tha, aur log apne gharon ki taraf chal diye, jirga ki baatein karte hue, kuch ke chehre par khushi, kuch ke dil mein gussa.
**Scene 2: Haveli Mein – Sultana Begum Aur Zareena Ka Mahaul**
Khan khandaan ki haveli gaon ke sabse bade ghar thi – ek purana qila jaisi, bade darwaze jo lakdi aur lohe se bane thay, un par purani nakkashi, diwaren purani lekin mazboot, jinka rang samay ke saath gehra ho gaya tha, aur har kone mein taqat ki mehsoos hoti thi. Haveli ke andar se awaazein aati thin – auraton ki baatein, bachon ke khelne ki cheekhein, aur rasoi se aati khane ki khushboo, jaise rotiyan sekti hui, sabziyon ki mehkaati khushboo, dal ki khushboo hawa mein ghuli hui, aur thodi si mutton ki khushboo jo rasoi se aati thi. Haveli ki malka, Sultana Begum, 45 saal ki, rasoi mein khadi thi. Woh khandaan ki peeth thi – sakht lekin pyar karne wali, uske chehre par riwayaton ki gehraai, usne saadgi bhara salwar kameez pehna tha, aur haathon mein roti ka belan. Uske saath uski beti Zareena, 19 saal ki, khadi thi. Zareena baghi rooh wali ladki thi – lambi baal, tez aankhein, aur dil jo mardana hukumat se nafrat karta tha. Woh gaon ki auraton ki tarah chup nahi rehti thi; usey azadi chahiye thi, aur woh aksar apni maa se ladti thi is bare mein. Usne halka sa gulaabi salwar kameez pehna tha, lekin uski awaaz mein ek tezgi thi jo rasoi ke sannate ko cheer deti thi.
Sultana Begum ne belan se roti belte hue kaha, “Zareena, yeh gaon ki auraten chup rehti hain. Tu kyun har baat par ladti hai? Yeh humari riwayat hai, mardon ke faisle maan'na padta hai. Rasoi mein reh, khana bana, yeh hi aurat ka kaam hai. Jirga se laute hain, unki thakan door karo. Tera baap aur bhai gusse mein honge, khana acha banana.”
Zareena ne apne baal peeche karte hue, apnay husan ko sambhaltay gusse se kaha, “Ammi jaan, yeh hukum sirf mardon ke liye hain. Main kyun chup rahun? Asif bhai aur Jahangir bhai toh bahar ghoomte hain, jirgon mein baithte hain, aur main ghar mein qaid? Yeh zulm hai, ammi. Ek din main yeh sab badal dungi, gaon ki auraten azad hongi. Kyun nahi main bhi jirga dekh sakti? Yeh purani riwayaten kab tootengi? Main bhi bahar jaungi, logon se baat karungi.”
Sultana ne ek gheri saans li, uski aankhon mein fikar, “Beta, yeh riwayaten hamare khoon mein hain. Malik Zubair ke ghar mein auraten izzat se rehti hain. Bahar ki duniya mardon ki hai. Jirga se laute hain, khana tayyar karo. Aaj raat sab mil kar baithenge, aur baat hogi. Tu apni bagawat ko dil mein rakh, bahar mat nikaal, warna tera baap gussa hoga.”
Zareena ne muskurahat se jawab diya, lekin uski awaaz mein tanav tha, “Ammi, ek din yeh riwayaten tootengi. Main dekhungi. Main nahi banungi jaise aap – chup aur sehne wali. Mujhe bhi bahar jaana hai, dekho gaon ki haqiqat, logon se baat karna hai. Yeh haveli qaid nahi hai meri.”
Rasoi ke darwaze par khatkhat hui, aur Asif andar aaya. Uska chehra udaas tha, jaise jirga ki thakan usey nigal gayi ho. Usne purana kurta pehna tha, thoda sa ganda, aur aankhein laal thin. Woh dheere se bola, “Ammi, baba jaan ne bulaya hai. Raat ke khane par baat hogi khandaan ki. Zulfiqar bhai bhi aa rahe hain.”
Sultana ne Asif ko dekha, uske chehre par maa ka pyar, “Asif, tu pareshan lag raha hai. Kya baat hai, beta? Jirga mein kuch hua? Tera chehra bata raha hai kuch gehra soch raha hai, aankhein laal hain, koi baat chhupa raha hai?”
Asif ne jhijhakte hue kaha, “Kuch nahi, ammi. Bas jirga ki thakan hai. Baba jaan ka faisla... sab theek hai.” Lekin uski aankhon mein Hameeda ka chehra tha, aur dil mein darr, woh dhamkiyan abhi bhi usey yaad thin, jaise gaon ke logon ki baatein uske kaanon mein goonj rahi hon, *Hameeda ko saza milegi... khoon ki saza.*
Zareena ne usey dekha aur samajh gayi – woh jaanti thi ke Asif Hameeda se pyar karta hai, lekin baap ke darr se chup hai. Usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Bhai, dil ki baat dil mein mat rakho. Ek din phootegi, aur tab baba jaan ko pata chalega. Tu Hameeda ke bare mein soch raha hai na? Uski fikar kar raha hai, uski dhamkiyan tujhe kha rahi hain?”
Asif ne usey chup karaya, uski awaaz mein darr, “Zareena, chup. Baba jaan sun lenge. Yeh baat yahan nahi, warna museebat aa jayegi. Bas khana tayyar karo, main ja raha hoon.”
Bahar se Jahangir ki awaaz aayi, jaise woh has raha ho, “Ammi, khana tayyar? Bhook lagi hai, jirga ne sab taqat kha li.”
Jahangir andar aaya, uska masoom chehra, lekin nigah Zareena par thi – ek ajeeb, gandi tarah se. Woh aiyyash tha, gaon mein chhupi hui burai, lekin khandaan ke samne chhupaata tha, uski yeh nature sirf Kamran se mili hui thi, baaki sab se chhupi. Usne safed kurta pehna tha, lekin thoda sa ganda, jaise woh bahar se aaya ho. Usne kaha, “Ammi, aaj jirga mein baba jaan ne dhoom macha di. Yeh gaon humara hai. Khana jaldi do, phir bahar jaana hai.”
Sultana ne kaha, “Aa ja, beta. Sab mil kar khayenge. Zulfiqar bhi aa raha hoga. Jahangir, tu hamesha jaldi mein kyun rehta hai?”
Jahangir ek shokhy se bola, khana to bahana he baba jan bus hum sab ko apni jheet ka he batai gai mujay nahi rukna us cheez kay lia.
**Scene 3: Gaon Ki Galiyan – Hameeda Aur Asif Ki Mulakaat**
kuch he dare me:
Sham dhal rahi thi, suraj gaon ke peeche ke teelon par dub raha tha, aur galiyan sunsaan ho rahi thin. Hawa mein thandak thi, mitti ki khushboo ke sath thodi si ghaas ki bheegi si khushboo bhi, kyunki sham ki nam hawa kheton se aati thi. Gaon ki galiyan kacchi thin, mitti se bhari, aur dono taraf purane gharon ki diwaren khadi thin, jahan se auraton ki dheemi baatein aur bachon ke khelne ki awaazein aati thin. Hameeda, Haji Kareem ki beti, apne ghar se bahar nikli thi, haathon mein ek sunehra paani ka matka, jisme thodi si chamak bachi thi. Woh 21 saal ki thi – khubsurat, lambi kali zulfein jo uske kandhon tak aati thin, gehri aankhein jo aqalmandi aur mazbooti se chamakti thin, aur dil jo riwayaton ke khilaaf ladne ka jazba rakhta tha. Usne halka sa gulaabi salwar kameez pehna tha, dupatta sir par, lekin uski chal mein ek mazbooti thi. Uska dil bechain tha Asif ke liye, woh soch rahi thi ke jirga ke baad zameen ka faisla haarne ke baad kya hoga, dushmani ab kaise barhegi, aur Asif ke dil mein kya chal raha hai.
Thodi door ek purane peepal ke ped ke neeche Asif khada tha, chupke se, uske haathon mein ek chhoti si chitthi, jo usne Hameeda ke liye likhi thi. Woh ek purana kurta-pajama pehne tha, thoda sa ganda, jaise jirga ke baad kheton se aaya ho. Uska chehra udaas tha, aankhein jhuki hui, aur haath thodi si kampan mein. Usne dheemi awaaz mein pukara, “Hameeda... idhar aa, jaldi. Koi dekhne se pehle, yeh chitthi tujhe deni hai.”
Hameeda ne palat kar dekha, uski aankhon mein khushi ki chamak, lekin darr bhi. “Asif, yahan? Koi dekh lega. Tumhare baba jaan ko pata chala toh... yeh gaon mein khoon ho jayega. Jirga ki taqat abhi tazah hai, aur log baatein kar rahe hain, ke Khan khandaan ke khilaaf jhagda barh raha hai.”
Asif ne paas aakar uska haath dheere se pakda, uski awaaz mein pyar aur bechaini, “Hameeda, main tumse pyar karta hoon. Har roz tumhara khayal aata hai, raat ko neend nahi aati. Lekin baba jaan ke samne tumhara naam lene se darta hoon. Woh taqat ke pujari hain, pyar unke liye kamzori hai. Aaj jirga mein tumhare abbu ka faisla haar gaya – zameen chali gayi, aur dhamkiyan abhi bhi mere dimag mein hain. Gaon ke log kehte hain ke Khan khandaan ke dushmanon ki betiyon ko saza milegi. Yeh chitthi padh, maine likha hai ke main tumhe bachaunga, lekin darr lagta hai.”
Hameeda ne saans li, uski aankhon mein aansu, lekin awaaz mazboot, “Asif, yeh taqat ka khel hai. Mere bhai Javed aur Kamran gusse mein hain. Kamran toh Jahangir jaisa hai, woh uske saath mil gaya hai – dono mil kar gaon mein burai phela rahe hain, lekin unki yeh nature baaki sab se chhupi hui hai, sirf hum jaise logon ko shak hai. Lekin main tumse door nahi reh sakti. Yeh pyar humara hai, riwayaton se upar. Chitthi padhungi, lekin yeh darr... yeh dhamkiyan mujhe bhi kha rahi hain. Asif, tu wada kar ke hum dono is andhere se nikalenge.”
Asif ne usey gale lagaya, dheere se, uska haath thodi si kampan mein, sans halka halka taiz. hamida kay itna qareeb ho kar usko hamaisha aise feel hota tha. aj be uski gheri ankho me doobta hua asif kay hont hamida kay honto per jatay chalay gay. aik pal kay lia sab kuch ruk sa gaya. dono ke ankhay band thi or dunia se bekhaber dono us ahsas ko mehsoos kar rahay thay. jhatkay say hamida ko asif ne chora. “Ek din hum milenge, bina darr ke. Main wada karta hoon, tumhari dhamkiyon se bachaoonga. Ab jaao, sham gehri ho rahi hai, aur galiyan sunsaan ho jayengi.”
Lekin peeche se Jahangir ki parchhai dikhi. Woh chupke se dekh raha tha, ek diwar ke peeche chhupa, uska masoom chehra ab gayab, aankhon mein nafrat aur jaln. Jahangir ko Hameeda pasand thi, lekin woh aiyyash tha – gaon mein kai ladkiyon se chhedkhani kar chuka tha, unki zindagiyan barbaad ki thin. Kamran uske saath mil chuka tha, dono ek jaise shaitan, badle ki planning kar rahe thay, lekin yeh sab baaki khandaan aur gaon se chhupa hua tha. Jahangir ne socha, *Asif bhai, tumhari yeh khushi main barbaad karunga. Hameeda meri hai, aur yeh pyar main mita dunga. Kamran saath dega, humari burai chhupi rahegi.* Woh dheere se wahan se nikal gaya, raat ke andhere mein gumm ho gaya.
**Scene 4: Jahangir Ki Aiyyashi – Hameeda Ka Bachao**
thori he dare me:
Raat gehri ho chuki thi, chand gaon par roshni daal raha tha, lekin gaon ke bahar ek sunsaan jagah par andhera tha, sirf door se jhinguron ki awaaz aur kabhi kabhi kutton ke bhonkne ki dheemi awaaz. Jagah ek purane kheton ke paas thi, jahan ek chhota sa talaab tha, jiska paani chandni mein chamak raha tha. Jahangir wahan khada tha, apne do-teen dostoon ke saath – woh log jo uski aiyyashi mein shamil thay, sharab ki bottle haathon mein, has rahe thay, unke kapde gande aur sharab ki badboo se bhare. Jahangir ki masoom shakal ab gayab thi; uske chehre par shaitani muskurahat, aankhon mein hawas, aur sharab ki thodi si behki hui awaaz. Kamran bhi uske saath tha, Jahangir jaisa hi – masoom chehra, lekin andar nafrat aur aiyyashi, unki yeh nature baaki sab se chhupi hui thi, sirf ek dusre ko pata tha. Dono mil kar gaon ki ladkiyon ko pareshaan karte thay, badle ki baatein karte thay, lekin ch programmed ke se, aur aaj woh yahan ek shaitani plan ke liye aaye thay.
Ek ladki wahaan se guzar rahi thi – gaon ki ek mazdoor ki beti, Salma, 18 saal ki, raat ko ghar ja rahi thi, uske haathon mein ek chhoti si tokri, usme kuch rotiyan aur thodi si sabzi, uska chehra thaka hua, kapde purane, ek purana sa dupatta uske sir par. Salma ne darr se palat kar dekha jab Jahangir ne usey rok liya, “Ladki, idhar aa. Raat mein akeli kahan ja rahi hai? Hum saath chalenge, darr mat.”
Salma ne darr se kaha, uski awaaz kanp rahi thi, “Jahangir saab, please jaane do. Ghar jana hai, ammi intezar kar rahi hain. Raat gehri ho gayi hai, mujhe darr lag raha hai.”
Jahangir ne haskar uska haath pakda, uski awaaz mein mazak aur hawas, “Kyun darti hai? Main Khan khandaan ka beta hoon. Saath chal, maza ayega. Kamran, tu bhi bata, yeh toh humara mazak hai.” Woh Salma ko kheenchne laga, uske dost has rahe thay, sharab ki bottle ek dusre ko de rahe thay.
Kamran ne haskar saath diya, “Haan, hum dono saath hain. Darr mat, yeh humara raaz rahega. Tu chup rehti hai na? Salma, tu toh gaon ki achhi ladki hai.”
Salma ne chhutne ki koshish ki, “Nahi, saab. Yeh galat hai, please chhod do. Main cheekhungi, koi aa jayega.”
Tabhi Hameeda apni doston, Fatima aur Aisha, ke saath wahaan se guzar rahi thi – woh raat ko chupke se talaab ke paas baatein karne aayi thin, kyunki gaon mein auraton ke liye raat ko bahar nikalna mushkil tha. Hameeda ne yeh manzar dekha aur gusse mein aa gayi. Woh aage badhi, uski awaaz mein tezi, “Jahangir, Kamran, yeh kya badtameezi hai? Salma ko chhod! Kamran, tu mera bhai hai, lekin yeh shaitani kyun? Tum dono ki nature chhupi hui hai, lekin ab pata chal raha hai. Salma, mere saath aa, main tujhe ghar le jaungi.”
Hameeda ne Salma ka haath pakda aur usey apne saath kheench liya, uski doston Fatima aur Aisha bhi saath aayi, darr ke bawajood Hameeda ke sath khadi rahin. Jahangir ne haskar kaha, lekin uski aankhon mein aag, “Hameeda, tu beech mein kyun aayi? Yeh mazak tha. Salma humari dost hai, hum bas baat kar rahe thay.”
Kamran ne saath diya, uski shaitani nigah, “Haan, behan, tu kyun gussa ho rahi hai? Yeh toh humara mazak hai. Salma, tu bol na, hum tujhe pareshaan thodi kar rahe hain.”
Salma ne darr se kaha, “Hameeda didi, yeh mujhe kheench rahe thay. Main darr gayi thi.”
Hameeda ka gussa barh gaya, “Jahangir, Kamran, tum dono shaitan ho. Gaon ki ladkiyon ki izzat loot’te ho. Ab Hameeda ke peeche pade ho? Salma ko main apne saath le ja rahi hoon, aur agar dubara aisi harkat ki toh gaon ko bataungi tumhari chhupi burai.”
Jahangir ne sharab ki nashay me bina sochy apne ghusy ki ag ko hamida per utarne ka soch lia or jhatke se uska hath jo salma kay hath me tha kinch kar hamida ko pass kia. "kya kami he muj me jo tu us asif ke niche bichne chahti he?" mard hun me or us namard ki randi ban rahi he tu.
uska itna kehna he tha. kay pal bhar me "chatak" ek zor dar awaz puri khamoshi ko cheerti hui waha per kharay sab logo ko chonka dia tha.
hamida piche ko hat chuki thi, "jawab mil gaya to dafa ho jao yaha se werna?" hamida is time apne puray ghusy me thi.
**Scene 5: Haveli Ki Raat – Khandaan Ki Baat Aur Hameeda Ka Confrontation**
Haveli ke baithak khane mein raat ka waqt – kamra bada, purane saaman se saja, diwaron par khandaan ki tasveerein, aur center mein ek badi mez par khane ki thaliyan, rotiyan garam, sabziyan, dal, aur mutton ki khushboo hawa mein. Chandni raat thi, bahar se chand ki roshni andar aa rahi thi, aur ek chhoti si khidki se thandi hawa aati thi. Malik Zubair center mein baitha tha, Sultana uske bagal mein, usne safed salwar kameez pehna tha, chehra fikar se bhara. Zulfiqar, Asif, aur Zareena sab mojood thay – khana khaya ja raha tha, lekin Jahangir abhi nahi aaya tha. Khandaan ke log baithay thay, khane ki awaazein, chammach ki khanak, aur baatein chal rahi thin. Sultana ne dekha ke Jahangir ki plate khali thi, “Jahangir kahan hai? Khana thanda ho raha hai. Woh hamesha der se aata hai, kahan ghoom raha hai?”
Zubair ne sakht awaaz mein kaha, “Aaj jirga jeet gaye. Zameen humari hai. Lekin gaon mein dushmani barh rahi hai – Haji Kareem aur uske bete. Asif, tu chup rehta hai har waqt. Kya baat hai? Bol, khandaan ka beta hai. Jahangir ko bhej kar bulao, yeh kya badtameezi hai?”
Asif ne nazrein jhukayi, uska dil dhadak raha tha, “Baba jaan, kuch nahi. Bas soch raha hoon gaon ke bare mein.” Uske dimag mein Hameeda ki dhamkiyan abhi bhi ghum rahi thin, jaise woh usey kha rahi hon. Woh khana dheere dheere kha raha tha, lekin dimag kahin aur tha, uski chitthi ka jawab Hameeda se nahi mila tha.
Zareena ne kaha, “Baba jaan, Jahangir bhai bahar gaye hain shayad. Woh hamesha raat ko ghoomte hain. Asif bhai, tu bhi pareshan lag rahe ho, kya baat hai?”
Sultana ne fikar se kaha, “Jahangir ko bulao. Khana bina uske adhura hai. Zulfiqar, ja kar dekh.”
Zulfiqar ne uthkar kaha, “Theek hai, ammi. Woh aata hoga.”
Lekin twist yeh tha ke Jahangir haveli se door, tha, apne daray par kamran ja chuka tha or jahangir ko bar bar hamida ka wo thapad yad ara tha. mujay marti he wo. sali gushtiiii! tujay to nahi choru ga me. yad rakhi ye thapad ka badla to lay kar rahu ga. hamida bohet maza ana hi ab to. aj se tu mera kala roop dekhy gi tu be or baki sab be. aj se badla shuru hota hi. meri nahi hogi to kissy ki be hony nahi dun ga tujay.
To be continued.......