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Roz ki tarah aaj bhi Aafreen ko metro mein seat milne ki ummeed nahi thi. Aisa hone pe amooman us ka maamool tha k wo pehli coach aur doosri coach ke gangway pe khadi ho jaya karti thi. Yahan khade ho ke wo dono coaches ki bheed pe nigaah daal sakti thi. Nigaah daalne ki wajah ye nahi thi k khuda-na-khwasta us ki nazar mein koi khot tha. Balki wo metro mein safar kar rahe logo ko un ke normal actions mein observe karte huye un ki psycho analysis kiya karti thi. Koi akela chupchaap safar kar raha hota tha, koi kisi ke sath baatein karte huye, kuchh log group mein hote they, kuchh phone pe baat kar rahe hote they, kuchh phone pe hi messaging ya kisi aur activity mein masroof hote they. Koi hans raha hota tha, koi khamosh to koi pareshan nazar aata tha. Kisi ke chehre pe ujlat hoti thi thi koi bohot itminaan se seat pe daraaz hota tha. Afreen un ko dekhte huye apne zehen mein un ka background, shakhsiyat, aadaat-o-atvaar ko imagine karne ki koshish karti thi. Ye us ka ek ghair-shaoori amal tha, jo pata nahi kab aur kaise shuru hua tha. Logo ke khayaali shakhsi khaake banana aur apne andaaze ke sahi ya ghalat hone ka ta’ayyun karna us ki ek hobby si ban gayi thi. Halaanki aisa ta’ayyun kabhi ho nahi pata tha kyun ki metro ka safar koi khaas lamba to hota nahi tha. Log gaadi mein chadhte rehte they, utarte rehte they.
Aaj bhi gangway pe khadi, apne bag aur apne wajood ko samete wo chup chap idhar udhar nazrein dauda rahi thi. Wahi roz ki bheed. Kuchh chehre roz ke jaane pehchaane bhi they.
Wo black t-shirt aur jeans pehne naujawaan ladka! Roz ki tarah aaj bhi gate ke paas khada metro ki deewar se tika, kaano mein earphones lagaaye, sab se beniyaaz apne mein magan tha. Kalaayi mein black hi color ki ceramic chain aur bade se black dial ki ghadi. Confident. Handsome. Sanjeeda soorat. Smart hai yaar banda!
Ladies coach pe nigaah daali to yahan bhi roz ki ek jaani pehchaani soorat nazar aayi. Kambakht aaj bhi had se zyada tang kapdo mein thi. Jism ka ek ek ubhaar aur ek ek kataav saaf numaayaaN ho raha tha. Dupatta sire se tha hi nahi. Aise kaise pehen leti hain yaar ye ladkiya public mein aise kapde!! Inhein uljhan nahi hoti? Logo ki nigaah se chidh nahi hoti? Himmat hai yaar!!
Aur general coach mein sab se kone ki seat pe baithe wo umar-daraaz uncle type. Shirt ki pocket kaaghzaat se bhari huyi. Shayad office ke kaam ke honge. Shave halki badhi huyi. Aankhon pe chashma. Chehre pe pareshani. Pata nahi kya masla hai in ki zindagi ka. Roz hi hairaan pareshaan nazar aate hain. Zindagi ke bojh ke tale dabe huye.
Usi coach mein wo ek student type ladka. Phone mein masroof. Khataakhat ungliyaan screen pe chal rahi theeN. Girlfriend se baatein ho rahi hain bachchu!! Branded kapde. branded joote. Haath mein iPhone. Sab maan baap ke paise se ho raha hai. Zara padhayi likhayi poori kar ke zindagi ke maidaan mein utro beta ji. Sab aate daal ka bhaav pata chal jayega. Tab dekhenge career ki jadd-o-jahad mein girlfriend ke liye kitna waqt bachta hai.
yuN hi logo ko dekhte, un ke bare mein apne zehen ke tasawwuraati khaake banaate Afreen ka apna station aa gaya. Yahan ek metro ke andar ek hujoom tha jo metro se utarne ko tayaar tha aur ek hujoom baahar station pe tha jo andar daakhil hone ko lapak raha tha. Isi dhakka mukki mein Afreen metro se utri.
Utarte utarte wo bohot zor se chiNhuki. Kisi ka hath us ki peeth pe pada tha. Kamar ke paas. Afreen ko sakht nafrat thi aise touch kiye jaane se. us ne palat ke dekhne ki koshish bhi ki kaun badtameez tha jis ne ye harkat thi. Lekin bheed mein ye andaza karna mushkil tha. Us ke dil mein ek pal ko badi kadwaahat ubhar aayi. Delhi ke public transport ka ye ek sharmnaak pehlu tha. Log kisi na kisi bahaane ladkiyo, aurato ko chhoone ki koshish se baaz nahi aate they. Phir us ne socha ho sakta hai itni bheed mein ghalti se hi lag gaya ho shayad kisi ka hath.
Apne dil ki kadwaahat aur ghusse pe qaabu pane ki koshish karte huye wo station se baahar aayi aur ek rickshaw mein baith kar college ki taraf rawana ho gayi.
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