Chapter 1 — Mohabbat Aur Khamoshi Ke Darmiyan
Unke beech mohabbat thi—
is baat se koi inkaar nahi tha.
Magar wo mohabbat hamesha aik khamosh jung rahi…
aisi jung jahan koi jeetta nahi,
sirf thakta hai.
Maahi sirf 17 saal ki thi,
lekin uski aankhon me bachpan nahi tha—
sabr tha.
Wo larki jo cheezon ko sambhal kar rakhti thi,
lafzon ko tol kar bolti thi,
aur khud ko hamesha doosron se pehle peeche rakh leti thi.
Kitchen uski duniya thi.
Italian khanay banate hue wo sirf recipes nahi,
apni unsuni mohabbat bhi mila deti thi.
Deen uski rooh tha.
Aur taleem uska khwab.
Wo chahti thi ke shaadi ke baad bhi
wo sirf "kisi ki biwi" na ban kar reh jaaye…
balke khud Maahi rahe.
Aur phir zindagi ne use
Mustaqeem se mila diya.
Mustaqeem — Jis Ki Khamoshi Sabse Zyada Bolti Thi
Mustaqeem AMU se padha hua tha—
self-made, tez dimagh, aur sakht mizaj.
Gussa uski aadat thi,
magar us gusse ke peeche
apni zindagi ka bojh tha.
Wo mohabbat karna jaanta tha…
lekin jataana nahi.
Aur jab koi mohabbat ko lafzon me na kahe,
to wo aksar zakham ban jaati hai.
Pehli Mulaqat — Jahan Faislay Khamoshi Me Hue
Maahi ne us din kuch nahi kaha tha.
Na haan, na na.
Wo black aur gold Karachi suit me baithi thi—
nazrein jhuki hui,
dil be-chain.
Aur Mustaqeem…
bas dekhta raha.
Jaise wo aankhon se faisla kar raha ho.
Us raat rishta tay ho gaya.
Na lambi baatein.
Na sawalat.
Sirf aik nazar—
jo zindagi bhar ka faisla ban gayi.
Maahi ne us din pehli baar mehsoos kiya
ke khamoshi bhi kabhi kabhi
qasam ban jaati hai.
Hook (End of Chapter)
Maahi ko nahi pata tha
ke jo shaks usey bina bole apna maan raha hai…
wohi shaks aik din
usey bolne se bhi darne par majboor kar dega.
Aur ye kahani wahin se shuru hoti hai…