Agle kuch din Aisha ke liye ajeeb se the।
Har din school ke baad woh library jaati thi।
Aur har din uske dil me ek chhota sa darr hota tha।
"Kahin aaj Arman yeh na keh de ki woh ja raha hai…"
Us din bhi Aisha jaldi library pahunch gayi।
Usne door khola aur andar aayi।
Uski nazar automatically us table par gayi jahan woh aur Arman usually baithte the।
Aur Arman wahan tha।
Lekin aaj uska face thoda serious lag raha tha।
Aisha ka dil thoda fast beat karne laga।
Woh uske paas ja kar baith gayi।
"Hi," Aisha ne softly kaha।
Arman ne upar dekha।
"Hi."
Kuch seconds tak dono chup रहे।
Phir Arman ne deep breath li।
"Aisha… mujhe tumse kuch kehna hai।"
Aisha ko already feel ho raha tha ki kya aane wala hai।
"Hmm?" usne slowly kaha।
Arman ne seedha jawab diya—
"Shift wali baat confirm ho gayi hai।"
Aisha ka dil ek second ke liye ruk sa gaya।
"Matlab…?" usne dheere se pucha।
Arman ne aankhon me thodi sadness ke saath kaha—
"Main next week yahan se ja raha hoon।"
Library ki silence aur heavy ho gayi।
Aisha ko samajh nahi aa रहा था क्या बोले।
Usne sirf table par rakhi diary ko dekha।
Us diary me ab bahut saare letters the…
Aur unme se bahut saare Arman ke naam ke the।
Aisha ne slowly pucha—
"Kitni door?"
Arman ne jawab diya—
"Dusre city me।"
Aisha ne sir hilaya।
Usne try kiya ki woh normal behave kare।
"Achha hai… new place, new start।"
Lekin uski awaaz me thodi sadness clearly sunai de rahi thi।
Arman ne uski taraf dekha।
"Tum upset ho?"
Aisha ne quickly sir hilaya।
"Nahi… bas unexpected tha।"
Arman ne quietly kaha—
"Main bhi yeh expect nahi kar raha tha।"
Kuch seconds tak dono kuch nahi bole।
Phir Arman ne pucha—
"Waise tumhari writing kaisi chal rahi hai?"
Aisha ne diary ko lightly touch kiya।
"Letters badh gaye hain।"
Arman thoda hass pada।
"Mujhe pata tha।"
Aisha ne halki si smile di।
Phir usne slowly kaha—
"Shayad ek din main in sab letters ko story bana doon।"
Arman ne turant kaha—
"Kar dena।"
"Kyuki woh story main zaroor padhna chahunga।"
Aisha ne uski taraf dekha।
"Sach?"
Arman ne smile ki।
"Of course."
Phir usne thoda mazaak karte hue kaha—
"Waise bhi main us story ka main character hoon।"
Aisha bhi hass padi।
Lekin uske dil me ek heavy feeling thi।
Library me bell baji।
Librarian ne announce kiya—
"Library band hone wali hai।"
Aisha aur Arman dono bahar nikle।
Bahar sky thoda orange ho chuka tha।
Sunset ho raha tha।
Dono road par thodi der chup-chaap chalते रहे।
Phir Arman ne kaha—
"Mere paas yahan bas kuch din aur hain।"
Aisha ne slowly sir hilaya।
Usse suddenly realize hua—
Har moment important hai ab।
Us raat Aisha ghar pahunch kar seedha apni diary ke paas gayi।
Usne ek naya page khola।
Aur likha—
"Dear Arman…"
"Mujhe nahi pata ki tumhare jaane ke baad library kaisi lagegi."
"Lekin ek baat sure hai…"
"Tum meri story ka sabse important part ban gaye ho."
Aisha ne pen rakh diya।
Usne diary band ki।
Aur us moment usse realize hua—
Kuch log life me late aate hain…
lekin bahut jaldi important ban jaate hain।
To be continued…