Namaskaar doston, mera naam Arjun hu. Main Osmania university mein third year civil engineering padh raha hu. Hyderabad ki garmi mein bhi college jaana padta hai purani pulsar bike pe, jo kabhi-kabhi mood kharaab karke start nahi hoti. Fir bhi main usko pyar karta hu, kyunki wo meri sabse purani dost hai.
Ek din main shaam ko mechanical block ke paas library ke baahar bike park kar raha tha. Tab meri nazar uspe padi. Wo light blue kurti mein thi. White jeans pehni hui thi usne. Baal uske halke se ponytail mein bandhe hue the. Hath mein sketchbook tha aur door tak dekhti hui khadi thi, jaise kuch khoj rahi ho.
Uska chehra itna simple tha, lekin itna sundar tha ki main ruk gaya. Bike lock karte waqt galti se uska sketchbook zameen pe gir gaya. Main jhuka aur uthane laga, to wo bhi jhuki. Isse dono ke hath ek sath lag gaye. Maine jaldi hath hatta liya aur bola, “Sorry, maine giraya nahi tha bas.”
Usne muskura ke sketchbook uthaya aur boli, “Koi baat nahi. Aapki bike ka shor suna to idhar-udhar dekh rahi thi. Aap yahin padhte ho?”
Maine sirf haa mein sir hilaya. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha, jaise pehli baar kisi ne notice kiya ho mujhe. Fir usne sketchbook khola aur fountain ka drawing dikhaya. Usne bola, “Ye main abhi bana rahi thi, aapko acha laga kya?”
Maine us drawing ko dekha aur bola, “Bahut sundar hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise fountain sach mein paani chhodh raha ho paper pe.” Wo apni painting ki tareef sun kar khush ho gayi aur boli, “Thanks, main Ayesha.
Main: Main Arjun.
Bas itni si baat hui aur hum apne-apne raaste chale gaye. Lekin raat bhar uski muskurahat dimag mein ghoomti rahi. Mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi. Fir maine phone uthaya instagram khola. Wahan Ayesha osmania search kiya to kuch nahi mila. Fir hass ke phone side mein rakha aur uski photo dekh ke muth maar li.
Agla din canteen mein main Vikram ke sath baitha tha. Tab wo aayi apne friends ke sath aur mujhe door se dikhi. Vikram ne mujhe tease kiya aur kaha, “Kya dekh raha hai hero? Koi pasand aa gayi kya?”
Maine nazar hatta li aur bola, “Kuch nahi yaar.” Fir Ayesha ne mujhe dekha. Wo apne friends se kuch boli aur seedha meri table pe aa gayi. Aate hi wo boli-
Ayesha: Arjun, kal wali sketch yaad hai?
Main hairan ho gaya aur bola: Haa bilkul yaad hai.
Fir wo chair kheench ke baith gayi aur boli: Main soch rahi thi agar tum free ho to aaj shaam garden mein mil sakte hai? Main ek naya sketch bana rahi hu. Help chahiye perspective ki.
Uski baat sun kar mera dil zor se dhadak utha. Fir main bola: Haa bilkul, main aa jaunga.
Shaam ko 6 baje main garden mein pahuncha. Suraj dhal raha tha, aur orange light har taraf thi. Ayesha pehle se wahan baithi thi. Uski sketchbook khuli hui thi. Main aaya to usne muskura ke bola-
Ayesha: Aa gaye, late ho gaye thoda?
Main bola: Sorry, bike start nahi ho rahi thi.
Wo hassi aur boli: Chalega! Aao baitho, ye dekho main college gate ka sketch kar rahi hu. Lekin angle sahi nahi aa raha.
Main baith gaya, uske bahut close. Uske baalon se jasmine ki khushbu aa rahi thi. Main wo sketch dekhne laga. Usne pencil di aur boli-
Ayesha: Tum try karo na, main dekhungi.
Maine pencil li. Mera hath thoda kaamp raha tha. Ayesha ne dheere se mera hath pakda aur angle set kiya aise thoda upar se. Mera dil ruk sa gaya. Itni der tak hath mein hath laga raha tha. Usne chhodh diya aur hassi.
Wo boli: Sorry, force to nahi kar rahi thi na?
Maine dheere se bola: Nahi acha laga.
Hum dono hasne lage. Us shaam bahut baatein hui. Usne bataya wo drawing bachpan se karti thi. Uske papa teacher the government school mein. Maa ghar sambhaalti thi.
Maine bataya: Mere papa construction site pe kaam karte hai aur hamari ek chhoti dukaan bhi hai. Sapna hai ek din bada project handle karna.
Ayesha ne bola: Tumhare sapne bade hai Arjun. Mujhe lagta hai tum zaroor kar loge.
Maine uski aankhon mein dekha aur bola: Aur tumhare sapne?
Usne sketchbook band ki aur boli: Mera sapna hai apni designs se logon ko khushi dena. Aur shayad kisi ke sath zindagi bhar hasna.
Main chup ho gaya. Dil mein kuch alag sa ehsaas ho raha tha, jaise pehli baar kisi ne mere dil ko samjha ho.
Us din ke baad hum milne lage kabhi library mein, kabhi garden mein, kabhi canteen ke baahar. Chhoti chhoti cheezein, wo mere liye cold coffee laati. Main uske liye chocolate. Hath kabhi touch ho jaate, aankhen mil jati aur hum sharma jaate.
Ek shaam garden mein baarish shuru ho gayi. Hum ek ped ke neeche khade the. Uski kurti thodi geeli ho gayi. Maine apni jacket utari aur uske sar pe daal di, ki le lo thand lag jayegi. Usne jacket pakdi aur boli, “Tum bhi to bheeg rahe ho.”
Maine muskurake bola: Mujhe acha lag raha hai.
Usne meri taraf dekha. Baarish ki boondein hamare chehre pe gir rahi thi. Wo dheere se aage badhi, aur mere kandhe pe sar rakh diya. Maine usko gale laga liya. Pehli baar hamne ek-doosre ko kiss kiya.
10 minute tak kiss karne ke baad hum dono bas chup the. Sirf baarish ki awaaz aur dil ki dhadkan double ho gaye thi. Dosto fir barish bhi ruk gayi thi. Uske baad maine use uske ghar ke paas drop kiya aur apne ghar chala gaya.
Pata nahi ye ehsas mujhe pehli baar hua tha, aur kaise ye mulaqaat mere andar ke shaitan ko jaga sakti thi, mujhe pata bhi nahi tha doston.
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