Jab Tum Gaye, Ek Sannata Reh Gaya

Shaam ka waqt tha. Dhoop dheere dheere patton ke beech se chhan kar zameen par gir rahi thi. Hawa mein thandi si narmi thi, jaise koi yaad phir se laut kar aayi ho. Main usi park ki bench par baitha tha, jahan hum dono ne kitne saare lamhe bitaaye the. Tumhare bina woh jagah ab sirf ek khaali kone jaisa lagta hai — jisme bas yaadein ghoomti rehti hain.

Tum gaye toh kuch nahi le gaye, lekin sab kuch le gaye. Tumhari muskurahat, tumhari awaz, tumhara haath pakadne ka tarika — sab kuch aaj bhi mere saath hai, par sirf khwabon mein. Tum chali gayi, lekin mere din aur raat tumhari yaadon se ghire rehte hain.

Har subah tumhari “Good morning” wali muskaan yaad aati hai. Tumhara woh pyara sa message, “Uth jao, lazy!” ab bhi mere phone mein pinned hai, par ab koi message nahi aata. Tumhare bina meri subah shuru hoti hai, lekin khatam kab hoti hai, pata hi nahi chalta.

Tumhari coffee ki aadat, usme woh ek chamach chini — woh bhi yaad hai mujhe. Tum hamesha coffee bana ke kehna, “Ismein pyaar dala hai, taste zyada mat lena!” — aur hum dono hans padte the. Aaj bhi coffee banata hoon, par usme pyaar ki kami rehti hai.

Main jaanta hoon, waqt ke saath sab theek ho jaata hai — log kehte hain aisa. Lekin mere liye waqt ek thehraav ban gaya hai. Tumhare jaane ke baad sab kuch ruk gaya, sirf yaadein chalti rahi. Har jagah tumhari chhavi rehti hai — mere room ki deewar par, mere diary ke pages mein, aur mere dil ke har kone mein.

Ek baar kisi ne poocha, “Tum ab bhi usse yaad karte ho?”
Maine kaha, “Yaad? Main toh ab bhi usi mein jeeta hoon.”

Log samajhte hain ke move on karna asaan hota hai. Lekin jab pyaar sachcha ho, toh dil keh deta hai, “Uske bina main adhoora hoon.” Tum meri zindagi ka woh hissa thi jiske bina main kabhi khud ko nahi sochta tha. Tum meri muskurahat thi, meri likhi har kavita ka pehla lafz thi, meri khamoshi mein chhupi har cheekh thi.

Aaj bhi main un jagahon pe jata hoon jahan hum dono gaye the. Cafe ki woh table ab bhi wahi hai, jahan tumhe tumhara favourite cold coffee milta tha. Bookstore ke us corner mein ab bhi woh kitaab rakhi hai jise tum padhti thi. Har jagah tum ho, par kahin bhi nahi ho.

Kabhi kabhi raat ke waqt, jab sab so rahe hote hain, main tumhare text ko padhta hoon — woh purane chats, woh emojis, tumhari “I miss you” wali line. Tumhari awaaz mere kaan mein gunjti hai, jaise tum keh rahi ho, “Main yahaan hoon.” Aur tabhi aankhon se aansuon ki ek lakeer nikal jaati hai, bina ijazat ke.

Main har din tumhe yaad karta hoon. Na sirf iss liye ke tum meri thi, balki iss liye bhi ke tumne mujhe woh sikhaaya jo shayad koi aur kabhi nahi sikha paata. Tumne pyaar karna sikhaya, apnapan diya, aur fir bina kuch kahe chali gayi.

Kash tum ek baar laut aati. Sirf ek baar. Main kuch nahi poochta. Sirf ek baar tumse milta, aur keh deta,


"Zindagi ban gaye ho tum... aur tumhare jaane se, zindagi ruk gayi hai."

Aur jab tum gaye, main sirf zinda reh gaya… jee nahi paaya.
Log keh gaye ki waqt har zakhm bhar deta hai, par tum toh meri rooh ka hissa thi. Rooh ka zakhm kaun bhar sakta hai? Tumhare jaane ke baad main sirf ek aadat ban gaya hoon — khamosh rehne ki, aansuon ko chhupane ki, muskurahat ke peeche dard chhupane ki.

Kabhi kabhi sochta hoon — agar tum waapas aao, toh kya main tumse kuch keh paunga? Shayad nahi. Main sirf tumhe dekhta reh jaunga, aankhon mein woh saari baatein leke jo kabhi keh nahi paaya. Tumhari aankhon mein ab bhi woh kahani hogi — adhoori, lekin gehri. Aur meri aankhon mein woh intezaar — bekaar, lekin wafadaar.

Mujhe nahi pata tum kis duniya mein ho, kis mod pe ho, kis sheher mein ho... lekin agar kabhi kahin meri yaad aaye, toh ek baar palat ke zaroor dekhna.
Shayad main wahi hoon — ussi bench pe, ussi park mein — tumhara intezaar karte hue... ek khamosh si tasveer ban kar reh gaya hoon, jo sirf tumhari muskaan se zinda ho sakti hai.

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