Us raat Aisha apne kamre me akeli baithi thi।
Ghar me sab so chuke the।
Window se thandi hawa andar aa rahi thi aur room me halki si silence thi।
Aisha ke saamne uski black diary rakhi thi।
Wahi diary jisme usne kabhi kisi ko bheje bina letters likhe the।
Usne diary kholi।
Kuch seconds tak blank page ko dekhti rahi।
Uska dimaag confuse tha।
Aaj pehli baar usse lag raha tha ki woh jo letter likhne wali hai… woh thoda alag hoga।
Usne pen uthaya।
Aur page ke upar likha:
"Dear Arman…"
Aisha kuch seconds tak us naam ko dekhti rahi।
Uska dil thoda fast beat karne laga।
Usne kabhi kisi real person ke naam letter nahi likha tha।
Hamesha "Dear Future" se start karti thi।
Lekin aaj…
Sab kuch thoda different tha।
Usne dheere-dheere likhna shuru kiya।
"Mujhe nahi pata ki main yeh letter kabhi tumhe dungi ya nahi."
"Shayad yeh bhi mere baaki letters ki tarah diary me hi reh jayega."
Aisha ruk gayi।
Usne thoda socha।
Phir likha—
"Lekin mujhe yeh kehna hai ki jab tum kehte ho ki main achha likhti hoon… toh mujhe thoda confidence milta hai."
"Pehle mujhe lagta tha ki mere words ka koi meaning nahi hai."
"Lekin ab lagta hai ki shayad mere sapne itne impossible nahi hain."
Aisha ne pen table par rakh diya।
Uska dil halka feel kar raha tha।
Kabhi-kabhi feelings ko words me likhne se unka weight kam ho jata hai।
Usne diary band ki।
Aur bed par let gayi।
Lekin usse neend nahi aa rahi thi।
Uske dimaag me Arman ki smile baar-baar aa rahi thi।
Usne khud se kaha—
"Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhe?"
Next day school me bhi Aisha thodi distracted thi।
Class chal rahi thi, lekin uska dimaag library me tha।
Lunch break me Sana uske paas aayi।
"Tum bahut quiet ho aaj," Sana ne kaha।
"Sab theek hai?"
Aisha ne quickly haan me sir hilaya।
"Haan, bas thodi tired hoon।"
Sana ne suspicious nazar se usse dekha।
"Yeh library wala ladka reason toh nahi?"
Aisha ka face thoda red ho gaya।
"Shut up," usne halki si smile ke saath kaha।
Sana hass padi।
"Okay okay… main kuch nahi bolti।"
School khatam hone ke baad Aisha phir library gayi।
Jaise hi woh andar aayi, usne automatically Arman ko dhoondna start kar diya।
Aur kuch seconds baad…
Usne usse dekh liya।
Arman usual table par baitha tha।
Uske saamne ek book khuli thi।
Jab usne Aisha ko dekha, usne smile ki।
"Hi."
Aisha ne bhi smile kiya।
"Hi."
Woh uske saamne chair par baith gayi।
Arman ne pucha—
"Toh aaj kuch likha?"
Aisha ek second ke liye freeze ho gayi।
Usse kal raat wala letter yaad aa gaya।
Usne quickly jawab diya—
"Bas thoda sa।"
Arman ne curious tone me pucha—
"Kis ke baare me?"
Aisha ne diary ko bag me thoda aur andar push kar diya।
Aur slowly kaha—
"Secret।"
Arman hass pada।
"Writer log bahut secrets rakhte hain।"
Aisha bhi muskura di।
Lekin usse pata tha…
Us diary me jo letter hai…
Woh secret zyada din tak secret nahi rehne wala।
Kyuki ek din…
Arman us letter ko zaroor padhega।
Aur us din…
उनकी story एक नए मोड़ पर पहुँच जाएगी।
To be continued…