Us shaam Aisha phir library me baithi thi।
Sab kuch usual tha, lekin Aisha ko ab library pehle se thodi different lagti thi।
Pehle yeh jagah sirf padhai ki thi।
Ab yeh jagah memories se filled thi।
Usne apni diary open ki।
Blue pen ab bhi uske bag me safe tha।
Aisha ne diary ke ek page par likha—
"Writing is strange."
Phir usne next line likhi—
"Kabhi kabhi hum bas apni feelings likhte hain… aur woh kisi aur ke dil tak pahunch jaati hain."
Usne thoda ruk kar socha।
Arman ka message usse ab bhi yaad tha।
Usne phone open kiya।
Unki last chat screen par thi।
Aisha halka sa smile karne lagi।
Phir usne diary me ek aur line likhi—
"Maybe stories are just letters waiting to be read."
Library ke clock ne 7 bajne ka signal diya।
Aisha ne diary band ki।
Aur us moment usse laga—
Yeh sirf ek library nahi thi।
Yeh uski first writing studio thi।
Next day Aisha library me baithi hui thi jab ek girl uske paas aayi।
"Excuse me… tum Aisha ho?"
Aisha thodi surprise ho gayi।
"Haan…"
Girl ne smile ki।
"Main tumhari story read kar rahi hoon."
Aisha ka heart suddenly fast beat karne laga।
"Seriously?"
Girl ne haan me sir hilaya।
"'Aisha's Unsent Letters'… right?"
Aisha thodi shy ho gayi।
"Yeah."
Girl ne kaha—
"Mujhe woh story bahut pasand aayi."
"Especially letters."
Aisha ko ek strange happiness feel hui।
Yeh pehli baar tha jab kisi real reader ne usse directly compliment diya।
Girl ne kaha—
"Next chapter kab aa raha hai?"
Aisha hass padi।
"Very soon."
Girl chali gayi।
Aisha wapas apni chair par baith gayi।
Us moment usse realize hua—
Ab uski story sirf uski nahi thi।
Ab woh readers ki bhi story ban chuki thi।
Us raat Aisha ghar me apne desk par baithi thi।
Uske saamne diary, pen aur laptop tha।
Usne diary ka last page open kiya।
Aur likha—
"Dear Future…"
Aisha ruk gayi।
Phir usne smile ke saath next line likhi—
"I think I finally found what I want to do."
"I want to write."
"Stories, letters… everything."
Usne blue pen ko table par rakha।
Aur softly kaha—
"Thank you, Arman."
Window ke bahar night sky clear tha।
Stars bright dikh rahe the।
Aisha ne diary band ki।
Aur ek promise kiya—
"Main writing kabhi nahi chhodungi."
Kyuki kahin na kahin…
Koi na koi reader uski next story ka wait kar raha hoga।
The End… or maybe just another beginning.