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Agley kuch din Jibran aur Komal ki daily routine almost normal chalti rahi.
Jibran aksar university mein lunch break ke waqt Komal se milne chala jata tha.
Dono milte to zaroor thay, lekin dono ke darmiyan abhi bhi thori si narazgi aur distance thi.
Dono ek doosre se thore ukhray ukhray se milte.
Jibran: “Paper ki preparation kaisi chal rahi hai?”
Komal: “Theek hai… bas next week se exams hain, is liye kaafi pressure hai.”
Jibran: “Haan, meri bhi preparation pending hai.”
Komal: “Tumne woh notes complete kiye?”
Jibran: “Nahi, abhi aadhe reh gaye hain.”
Baat hoti, lekin zyada tar sirf studies aur exams tak limited rehti.
Dono ke darmiyan pehle jaisi casual aur romantic conversations abhi wapas nahi aayi thin.
Ashi aur Komal ka matter bhi dheere dheere normal ho gaya tha. Ashi ab Komal ko pehle ki tarah tang nahi karti thi.
Agle kuch dinon mein Ashi ne Shahid ko bhi mana liya.
Ashi n Shahid with Saad on call
Ashi: “Papa, hum dono ne soch liya hai.”
Saad: “Kya decide kiya?”
Shahid: “Hum ready hain.”
Saad kuch seconds ke liye khamosh raha, phir uske chehre par muskurahat aa gayi.
Saad: “Matlab green signal?”
Ashi: “Ji.”
Sh: “Haan, aap aage baat kar sakte hain.”
Saad ne relief ki saans li.
Saad: “Thank you, dono. Tum logon ne jo decision liya hai, main uski respect karta hoon.”
Phir Saad ne kaha:
Saad: “Bas mujhe kuch days do. Main wedding ka scene final karke tum dono ko bataunga ke next step kya hoga.”
Dono ne sar hila diya.
Saad Calls Abid
Usi din Saad ne Abid ko call ki.
Saad: “Abid bhai, raat ko free hona. Aap aur Noor bhabhi dono se ek important baat karni hai.”
Abid: “Koi masla hai?”
Saad: “Nahi nahi, koi masla nahi. Bas raat ko araam se baat karte hain.”
Abid: “Theek hai. Raat ko call kar lena.”
Raat Ka Call
Raat ko Abid aur Noor dono lounge mein bethay hue thay. Saad ki call speaker par thi.
Abid: “Haan Saad bhai, batao. Kya baat hai?”
Noor: “Ji Saad bhai, sab khairiyat?”
Saad hans pada.
Saad: “Bilkul khairiyat hai. Aur aaj to main aap dono ko ek achi khabar dene wala hoon.”
Abid: “Achha? Phir sunao.”
Saad: “Bachay maan gaye hain.”
Abid aur Noor ek doosre ki taraf dekhne lage.
Noor: “Sach?”
Saad: “Ji bhabhi. Dono se baat ho gayi hai. Dono ready hain.”
Abid: “MashaAllah! Bohat bohat mubarak ho, Saad bhai.”
Noor: “Ji, bohat mubarak! .”
Saad: “Thanks.”
Kuch der tak teeno khushi se baat karte rahe.
Phir Saad ne kaha:
Saad: “Ab mera plan ye hai ke tum dono Dubai aa jao.”
Abid: “Dubai?”
Saad: “Haan. Bohat bari koi gathering nahi karni. Bas ghar mein chhoti si engagement kar lenge.”
Noor: “Ye acha rahega.”
Saad: “Uske baad dono families ko bitha kar shaadi ki baqi baatein final kar lenge. Date, arrangements aur baqi sab kuch.”
Abid: “Bilkul.”
Saad: “Waise bhi koi aur hai nahi jo foran formalities complete karne ke liye sab kuch handle kare. Is liye tum dono mere paas aa jao. Pehle engagement ghar mein simple si karenge, phir dono families ke saath beth kar shaadi ka scene final kar lenge.”
Noor ki awaaz mein khushi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Noor: “Saad bhai, bohat achi baat sochi hai aapne.”
Abid: “Haan yaar. Mujhe bhi lagta hai yehi behtar hai.”
Saad kuch seconds chup raha, phir dheemi awaaz mein bola:
Saad: “Bhabhi, honestly… mujhe bhi bohat khushi hai. Saima ke guzarne ke baad se main akela tha. Lekin ab lagta hai ke zindagi ko dobara ek chance dena chahiye.”
Noor ne muskurate hue kaha:
Noor: “Bilkul Saad bhai. Aapne bohat acha decision liya hai.”
Abid: “Haan Saad. Tum kaafi arsay se akelay thay. Humein bhi khushi hai ke tumne apne bare mein socha.”
Saad: “Bhabhi, sach kahun to ye plan kaafi time se mere mind mein tha. Lekin main bachon ka dil nahi dukhana chahta tha.”
Noor: “Haan, ye baat samajh sakti hoon.”
Saad: “Mujhe darr tha ke agar main koi decision jaldi le loon to bachon ke dil mein ‘step mother’ wala gap reh jayega.”
Saad ne ek chhoti si saans li.
Saad: “Lekin ab dono dil se new mother ke liye agree hain. Is liye maine socha ke ab sab kuch final kar dena chahiye.”
Abid: “Phir to bilkul der nahi karni chahiye.”
Saad: “Exactly.”
Kuch der baad Abid ne kaha:
Abid: “Waise Saad, hum month ke end mein London ja rahe hain.”
Saad: “Achha?”
Abid: “Haan. Lekin London jaane se pehle hum do din ke liye Dubai tumhare paas aa jayenge.”
Saad: “Perfect!”
Abid: “Wahin sab se mil lenge. Engagement bhi kar lenge aur phir families ke saath beth kar wedding ka poora plan final kar lenge.”
Saad: “Done bhai. Main sab arrangements kar leta hoon.”
Noor: “Bilkul sab kuch khair se kare, kush rho abad raho. Best of luck.”
Call khatam hone se pehle Saad ne ek baar phir kaha:
Saad: “Abid bhai, ek baat yaad rakhna. Is dafa Dubai sirf milne ke liye nahi aana… ek nayi zindagi ka faisla final karne aa rahe ho.”
Abid hans pada.
Abid: “Bilkul Saad..”
Call disconnect ho gayi.
Abid aur Noor ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha.
Noor ke chehre par muskurahat thi.
Kuch hi dinon mein exams khatam ho gaye.
Aaj ka din comparatively relaxed tha. Kaafi arsay baad Shahid, Ashi, Komal aur Jibran sab ek saath maujood thay.
Sab lounge mein beth kar baatein kar rahe thay.
Ashi ne Shahid ki taraf dekha aur phir Komal ke qareeb ja kar dheemi awaaz mein kaha:
Ashi: “Yaar, main Shahid ke saath thori outing pe ja rahi hoon.”
Phir Ashi ne Komal ke kaan ke qareeb ho kar kaha:
Ashi: “Tumse kuch baatein pending hain. Kaafi days se proper baat nahi hui. Exams ki wajah se time hi nahi mila. Aaj raat ko aa kar tumhein saari details bataungi.”
Ashi ne aankh maari.
Komal ne foran dono ko dekha.
Komal: “Yaar, tum dono ja rahe ho… hum kya karenge?”
Ashi: “Tum Jibran ke saath ghoom lo kahin. Hum shayad raat ko late aayenge.”
Komal: “Oh… acha.”
Ashi aur Shahid tayyar hone lage.
Shahid: “Chalo Ashi.”
Ashi: “Haan, aa rahi hoon.”
Dono nikal gaye.
Ab room mein sirf Jibran aur Komal reh gaye.
Komal sofa par beth gayi. Jibran uske saamne tha.
Itne mein Jibran ka phone ring hua.
Screen par Baba ka naam tha.
Jibran ne call receive ki.
Jibran: “Hello Baba?”
Abid ne doosri taraf se kuch kaha.
Jibran kuch seconds tak khamoshi se sunta raha.
Jibran: “Ji Baba… theek hai. Aap fikar na karein.”
Abid ne phir kuch kaha.
Jibran ne Komal ki taraf dekha aur jaan boojh kar thora side ho gaya.
Jibran: “Ji… main samajh gaya. Main Komal ko abhi nahi bataunga.”
Call kuch der aur chali.
Jibran: “Okay Baba. Allah Hafiz.”
Jibran ne call disconnect kar di.
Komal ne foran poocha:
Komal: “Baba ki call thi?”
Jibran: “Haan.”
Komal: “Kya keh rahe thay?”
Jibran ne normal rehne ki koshish ki.
Jibran: “Bas… kuch baat kar rahe thay.”
Komal: “Kya baat?”
Jibran kuch seconds chup raha.
Jibran: “Baba do weeks baad aa rahe hain.”
Komal ka chehra foran badal gaya.
Komal: “What the hell?”
Jibran: “Kya hua?”
Komal: “Meri birthday next week hai!”
Woh thori narazgi se sofa par seedhi ho kar beth gayi.
Komal: “Baba ko pata nahi hai meri birthday next week hai? Woh do weeks baad kyun aa rahe hain?”
Jibran uske paas beth gaya.
Jibran: “Aray, main hoon na tumhare birthday pe. Kya hua?”
Komal: “Mujhe aap k saath birthday nahi manana.”
Jibran ne uski taraf dekha.
Jibran: “Ab bhi naraz ho?”
Komal ne kuch seconds uski taraf dekha.
Komal: “Naraz nahi hoon…”
Phir uski awaaz dheemi ho gayi.
Komal: “Bas… distance is better for both of us.”
Jibran halki si muskurahat ke saath usay dekhta raha.
Jibran: “Dil mein jo marzi hai birthday aane do.”
Komal: “Kyun?”
Jibran: “Bas aane do.”
Komal ne aankhein choti kar ke usay dekha.
Komal: “aap kuch chupa rahe ho?”
Jibran: “Main? Kuch bhi nahi.”
Komal ne sar jhatka.
Komal: “Whatever.”
Jibran dil hi dil mein muskuraya.
Jibran (dil mein): “Birthday aane do… phir khud mere se chipak jaogi.”
Komal uth khari hui.
Komal: “Main hostel ja rahi hoon.”
Jibran: “Abhi?”
Komal: “Haan. Thak gayi hoon.”
Jibran: “Theek hai. Bye.”
Komal: “Bye.”
Komal chali gayi.
Jibran kuch der wahi khara raha. Phir uske phone par Lal Khan ki call aayi.
Jibran: “Hello, Uncle?”
Lal Khan: “Jibran, tum free ho?”
Jibran: “Ji.”
Lal Khan: “Lawyer ke office chale jao. Tumhari kuch formalities complete karni hain. Lawyer tumhein sab explain kar dega.”
Jibran: “Aaj?”
Lal Khan: “Haan beta. Jitni jaldi formalities complete hongi, utna behtar hai.”
Jibran: “Okay, Uncle.”
---
Lawyer's Office
Jibran lawyer ke office pohancha.
Lawyer ne uske documents dobara check kiye.
Lawyer: “Mr. Jibran, today we need to complete several formalities. I'll guide you through everything.”
Jibran ne required forms sign kiye aur lawyer ke saath tamam legal paperwork complete kiya.
Lawyer ne usay har document ka basic purpose samjhaya aur Jibran se signatures karwaye.
Kuch der baad lawyer ne kaha:
Lawyer: “That's it for today. Your initial formalities are completed.”
Jibran: “Okay.”
Lawyer: “There are still some processes pending, but we'll handle those.”
---
Bank
Uske baad lawyer Jibran ko bank le gaya.
Lawyer: “We also need to arrange your new bank account.”
Jibran ne required identification aur documents submit kiye.
Bank ki formalities complete hone ke baad Jibran ke naam par new bank account open ho gaya.
Lawyer ne usay bank ke additional arrangements bhi samjhaye.
Phir bank ke secure section mein uske naam par ek safe-deposit locker bhi allot kar diya gaya.
Jibran ne locker ki confirmation dekhi.
Jibran: “Ye bhi mere naam par hai?”
Lawyer: “Yes. The locker is registered in your name. Keep the access details secure and follow the bank's procedures.”
Jibran ne sar hilaya.
Jibran: “Okay.”
Lawyer ne usay kuch documents ek folder mein diye.
Lawyer: “Keep these safely. We'll need some of them again.”
Jibran: “Again?”
Lawyer: “Yes. I'll call you in a few days. There will be some more formalities and signatures.”
Jibran: “Theek hai.”
Lawyer: “Don't worry. I'll let you know exactly when you need to come.”
Jibran ne documents new bank locker me safe krdiye.
Shaam tak woh wapas hostel pohanch gaya.
Uske dimagh mein ek taraf Komal ki birthday thi…
Aur doosri taraf Lal Khan, lawyer, bank account aur woh mysterious transfer.
Jibran ne aankhein band ki.
Jibran (dil mein): “Bas ab birthday tak sab kuch secret rakhna hai.”
Agley kuch din Jibran aur Komal ki daily routine almost normal chalti rahi.
Jibran aksar university mein lunch break ke waqt Komal se milne chala jata tha.
Dono milte to zaroor thay, lekin dono ke darmiyan abhi bhi thori si narazgi aur distance thi.
Dono ek doosre se thore ukhray ukhray se milte.
Jibran: “Paper ki preparation kaisi chal rahi hai?”
Komal: “Theek hai… bas next week se exams hain, is liye kaafi pressure hai.”
Jibran: “Haan, meri bhi preparation pending hai.”
Komal: “Tumne woh notes complete kiye?”
Jibran: “Nahi, abhi aadhe reh gaye hain.”
Baat hoti, lekin zyada tar sirf studies aur exams tak limited rehti.
Dono ke darmiyan pehle jaisi casual aur romantic conversations abhi wapas nahi aayi thin.
Ashi aur Komal ka matter bhi dheere dheere normal ho gaya tha. Ashi ab Komal ko pehle ki tarah tang nahi karti thi.
Agle kuch dinon mein Ashi ne Shahid ko bhi mana liya.
Ashi n Shahid with Saad on call
Ashi: “Papa, hum dono ne soch liya hai.”
Saad: “Kya decide kiya?”
Shahid: “Hum ready hain.”
Saad kuch seconds ke liye khamosh raha, phir uske chehre par muskurahat aa gayi.
Saad: “Matlab green signal?”
Ashi: “Ji.”
Sh: “Haan, aap aage baat kar sakte hain.”
Saad ne relief ki saans li.
Saad: “Thank you, dono. Tum logon ne jo decision liya hai, main uski respect karta hoon.”
Phir Saad ne kaha:
Saad: “Bas mujhe kuch days do. Main wedding ka scene final karke tum dono ko bataunga ke next step kya hoga.”
Dono ne sar hila diya.
Saad Calls Abid
Usi din Saad ne Abid ko call ki.
Saad: “Abid bhai, raat ko free hona. Aap aur Noor bhabhi dono se ek important baat karni hai.”
Abid: “Koi masla hai?”
Saad: “Nahi nahi, koi masla nahi. Bas raat ko araam se baat karte hain.”
Abid: “Theek hai. Raat ko call kar lena.”
Raat Ka Call
Raat ko Abid aur Noor dono lounge mein bethay hue thay. Saad ki call speaker par thi.
Abid: “Haan Saad bhai, batao. Kya baat hai?”
Noor: “Ji Saad bhai, sab khairiyat?”
Saad hans pada.
Saad: “Bilkul khairiyat hai. Aur aaj to main aap dono ko ek achi khabar dene wala hoon.”
Abid: “Achha? Phir sunao.”
Saad: “Bachay maan gaye hain.”
Abid aur Noor ek doosre ki taraf dekhne lage.
Noor: “Sach?”
Saad: “Ji bhabhi. Dono se baat ho gayi hai. Dono ready hain.”
Abid: “MashaAllah! Bohat bohat mubarak ho, Saad bhai.”
Noor: “Ji, bohat mubarak! .”
Saad: “Thanks.”
Kuch der tak teeno khushi se baat karte rahe.
Phir Saad ne kaha:
Saad: “Ab mera plan ye hai ke tum dono Dubai aa jao.”
Abid: “Dubai?”
Saad: “Haan. Bohat bari koi gathering nahi karni. Bas ghar mein chhoti si engagement kar lenge.”
Noor: “Ye acha rahega.”
Saad: “Uske baad dono families ko bitha kar shaadi ki baqi baatein final kar lenge. Date, arrangements aur baqi sab kuch.”
Abid: “Bilkul.”
Saad: “Waise bhi koi aur hai nahi jo foran formalities complete karne ke liye sab kuch handle kare. Is liye tum dono mere paas aa jao. Pehle engagement ghar mein simple si karenge, phir dono families ke saath beth kar shaadi ka scene final kar lenge.”
Noor ki awaaz mein khushi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Noor: “Saad bhai, bohat achi baat sochi hai aapne.”
Abid: “Haan yaar. Mujhe bhi lagta hai yehi behtar hai.”
Saad kuch seconds chup raha, phir dheemi awaaz mein bola:
Saad: “Bhabhi, honestly… mujhe bhi bohat khushi hai. Saima ke guzarne ke baad se main akela tha. Lekin ab lagta hai ke zindagi ko dobara ek chance dena chahiye.”
Noor ne muskurate hue kaha:
Noor: “Bilkul Saad bhai. Aapne bohat acha decision liya hai.”
Abid: “Haan Saad. Tum kaafi arsay se akelay thay. Humein bhi khushi hai ke tumne apne bare mein socha.”
Saad: “Bhabhi, sach kahun to ye plan kaafi time se mere mind mein tha. Lekin main bachon ka dil nahi dukhana chahta tha.”
Noor: “Haan, ye baat samajh sakti hoon.”
Saad: “Mujhe darr tha ke agar main koi decision jaldi le loon to bachon ke dil mein ‘step mother’ wala gap reh jayega.”
Saad ne ek chhoti si saans li.
Saad: “Lekin ab dono dil se new mother ke liye agree hain. Is liye maine socha ke ab sab kuch final kar dena chahiye.”
Abid: “Phir to bilkul der nahi karni chahiye.”
Saad: “Exactly.”
Kuch der baad Abid ne kaha:
Abid: “Waise Saad, hum month ke end mein London ja rahe hain.”
Saad: “Achha?”
Abid: “Haan. Lekin London jaane se pehle hum do din ke liye Dubai tumhare paas aa jayenge.”
Saad: “Perfect!”
Abid: “Wahin sab se mil lenge. Engagement bhi kar lenge aur phir families ke saath beth kar wedding ka poora plan final kar lenge.”
Saad: “Done bhai. Main sab arrangements kar leta hoon.”
Noor: “Bilkul sab kuch khair se kare, kush rho abad raho. Best of luck.”
Call khatam hone se pehle Saad ne ek baar phir kaha:
Saad: “Abid bhai, ek baat yaad rakhna. Is dafa Dubai sirf milne ke liye nahi aana… ek nayi zindagi ka faisla final karne aa rahe ho.”
Abid hans pada.
Abid: “Bilkul Saad..”
Call disconnect ho gayi.
Abid aur Noor ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha.
Noor ke chehre par muskurahat thi.
Kuch hi dinon mein exams khatam ho gaye.
Aaj ka din comparatively relaxed tha. Kaafi arsay baad Shahid, Ashi, Komal aur Jibran sab ek saath maujood thay.
Sab lounge mein beth kar baatein kar rahe thay.
Ashi ne Shahid ki taraf dekha aur phir Komal ke qareeb ja kar dheemi awaaz mein kaha:
Ashi: “Yaar, main Shahid ke saath thori outing pe ja rahi hoon.”
Phir Ashi ne Komal ke kaan ke qareeb ho kar kaha:
Ashi: “Tumse kuch baatein pending hain. Kaafi days se proper baat nahi hui. Exams ki wajah se time hi nahi mila. Aaj raat ko aa kar tumhein saari details bataungi.”
Ashi ne aankh maari.
Komal ne foran dono ko dekha.
Komal: “Yaar, tum dono ja rahe ho… hum kya karenge?”
Ashi: “Tum Jibran ke saath ghoom lo kahin. Hum shayad raat ko late aayenge.”
Komal: “Oh… acha.”
Ashi aur Shahid tayyar hone lage.
Shahid: “Chalo Ashi.”
Ashi: “Haan, aa rahi hoon.”
Dono nikal gaye.
Ab room mein sirf Jibran aur Komal reh gaye.
Komal sofa par beth gayi. Jibran uske saamne tha.
Itne mein Jibran ka phone ring hua.
Screen par Baba ka naam tha.
Jibran ne call receive ki.
Jibran: “Hello Baba?”
Abid ne doosri taraf se kuch kaha.
Jibran kuch seconds tak khamoshi se sunta raha.
Jibran: “Ji Baba… theek hai. Aap fikar na karein.”
Abid ne phir kuch kaha.
Jibran ne Komal ki taraf dekha aur jaan boojh kar thora side ho gaya.
Jibran: “Ji… main samajh gaya. Main Komal ko abhi nahi bataunga.”
Call kuch der aur chali.
Jibran: “Okay Baba. Allah Hafiz.”
Jibran ne call disconnect kar di.
Komal ne foran poocha:
Komal: “Baba ki call thi?”
Jibran: “Haan.”
Komal: “Kya keh rahe thay?”
Jibran ne normal rehne ki koshish ki.
Jibran: “Bas… kuch baat kar rahe thay.”
Komal: “Kya baat?”
Jibran kuch seconds chup raha.
Jibran: “Baba do weeks baad aa rahe hain.”
Komal ka chehra foran badal gaya.
Komal: “What the hell?”
Jibran: “Kya hua?”
Komal: “Meri birthday next week hai!”
Woh thori narazgi se sofa par seedhi ho kar beth gayi.
Komal: “Baba ko pata nahi hai meri birthday next week hai? Woh do weeks baad kyun aa rahe hain?”
Jibran uske paas beth gaya.
Jibran: “Aray, main hoon na tumhare birthday pe. Kya hua?”
Komal: “Mujhe aap k saath birthday nahi manana.”
Jibran ne uski taraf dekha.
Jibran: “Ab bhi naraz ho?”
Komal ne kuch seconds uski taraf dekha.
Komal: “Naraz nahi hoon…”
Phir uski awaaz dheemi ho gayi.
Komal: “Bas… distance is better for both of us.”
Jibran halki si muskurahat ke saath usay dekhta raha.
Jibran: “Dil mein jo marzi hai birthday aane do.”
Komal: “Kyun?”
Jibran: “Bas aane do.”
Komal ne aankhein choti kar ke usay dekha.
Komal: “aap kuch chupa rahe ho?”
Jibran: “Main? Kuch bhi nahi.”
Komal ne sar jhatka.
Komal: “Whatever.”
Jibran dil hi dil mein muskuraya.
Jibran (dil mein): “Birthday aane do… phir khud mere se chipak jaogi.”
Komal uth khari hui.
Komal: “Main hostel ja rahi hoon.”
Jibran: “Abhi?”
Komal: “Haan. Thak gayi hoon.”
Jibran: “Theek hai. Bye.”
Komal: “Bye.”
Komal chali gayi.
Jibran kuch der wahi khara raha. Phir uske phone par Lal Khan ki call aayi.
Jibran: “Hello, Uncle?”
Lal Khan: “Jibran, tum free ho?”
Jibran: “Ji.”
Lal Khan: “Lawyer ke office chale jao. Tumhari kuch formalities complete karni hain. Lawyer tumhein sab explain kar dega.”
Jibran: “Aaj?”
Lal Khan: “Haan beta. Jitni jaldi formalities complete hongi, utna behtar hai.”
Jibran: “Okay, Uncle.”
---
Lawyer's Office
Jibran lawyer ke office pohancha.
Lawyer ne uske documents dobara check kiye.
Lawyer: “Mr. Jibran, today we need to complete several formalities. I'll guide you through everything.”
Jibran ne required forms sign kiye aur lawyer ke saath tamam legal paperwork complete kiya.
Lawyer ne usay har document ka basic purpose samjhaya aur Jibran se signatures karwaye.
Kuch der baad lawyer ne kaha:
Lawyer: “That's it for today. Your initial formalities are completed.”
Jibran: “Okay.”
Lawyer: “There are still some processes pending, but we'll handle those.”
---
Bank
Uske baad lawyer Jibran ko bank le gaya.
Lawyer: “We also need to arrange your new bank account.”
Jibran ne required identification aur documents submit kiye.
Bank ki formalities complete hone ke baad Jibran ke naam par new bank account open ho gaya.
Lawyer ne usay bank ke additional arrangements bhi samjhaye.
Phir bank ke secure section mein uske naam par ek safe-deposit locker bhi allot kar diya gaya.
Jibran ne locker ki confirmation dekhi.
Jibran: “Ye bhi mere naam par hai?”
Lawyer: “Yes. The locker is registered in your name. Keep the access details secure and follow the bank's procedures.”
Jibran ne sar hilaya.
Jibran: “Okay.”
Lawyer ne usay kuch documents ek folder mein diye.
Lawyer: “Keep these safely. We'll need some of them again.”
Jibran: “Again?”
Lawyer: “Yes. I'll call you in a few days. There will be some more formalities and signatures.”
Jibran: “Theek hai.”
Lawyer: “Don't worry. I'll let you know exactly when you need to come.”
Jibran ne documents new bank locker me safe krdiye.
Shaam tak woh wapas hostel pohanch gaya.
Uske dimagh mein ek taraf Komal ki birthday thi…
Aur doosri taraf Lal Khan, lawyer, bank account aur woh mysterious transfer.
Jibran ne aankhein band ki.
Jibran (dil mein): “Bas ab birthday tak sab kuch secret rakhna hai.”
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Update 95
2 Days Later
Do din baad, subah subah Jibran lawyer ke office pohanch gaya.
Lawyer pehle se uska intezar kar raha tha.
Lawyer: “Good morning, Mr. Jibran.”
Jibran: “Good morning, sir.”
Lawyer: “Aaj kuch important formalities hain. Mere assistant ke saath government office chale jao. Main baad mein tumhare saath immigration office join karunga.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Lawyer ne apne assistant ko bulaya.
Lawyer: “Take Mr. Jibran there and make sure all the required documents are submitted.”
Assistant: “Sure, sir.”
Jibran assistant ke saath government office ke liye nikal gaya.
Government Office
Government office pohanch kar Jibran ko ek designated room mein le jaya gaya.
Wahan uski mulaqat Lal Khan se hui.
Jibran: “Uncle? Aap yahan?”
Lal Khan: “Haan beta. Kuch formalities baqi thin, is liye mujhe bhi aana tha.”
Dono ko officer ke saamne bithaya gaya.
Officer ne files apne saamne rakhin aur Jibran aur Lal Khan se kuch questions poochne shuru kiye.
Officer: “Mr. Jibran, do you understand the nature of these documents?”
Jibran: “Yes, sir. My lawyer has explained the documents to me.”
Officer: “And you understand that the transfer is subject to the completion of your immigration requirements?”
Jibran: “Yes, sir.”
Officer ne Lal Khan se bhi kuch questions kiye.
Officer: “Mr. Lal Khan, you confirm that you are voluntarily authorizing these arrangements?”
Lal Khan: “Yes, I confirm.”
Officer: “And you understand that the final transfer will only take place after the required immigration status is approved?”
Lal Khan: “Yes.”
Officer ne documents ko dobara check kiya.
Lal Khan ne required documents par signatures kar diye.
Jibran ne bhi jahan uske signatures required thay, wahan sign kiya.
Uske baad dono ki photographs bhi li gayin.
Kuch der baad officer ne tamam paperwork complete karke files close kar di.
Officer ne Jibran ko ek document diya.
Officer: “Mr. Jibran, please keep this document safely.”
Jibran ne document le liya.
Jibran: “What is this for, sir?”
Officer: “This confirms that the property and banking transfers will be processed once your immigration status has been converted to the required residence status.”
Jibran ne document ko dekha.
Officer: “And this second document will assist your lawyer with the application to change your current visa status, subject to immigration approval.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Officer ne final instructions diye.
Officer: “Your lawyer will handle the remaining process. Do not lose these documents.”
Jibran: “Yes, sir.”
Lal Khan ne Jibran ki taraf dekha.
Lal Khan: “Chalo beta.”
Dono office se bahar aa gaye.
Bahar parking mein Lal Khan ne Jibran se handshake kiya.
Lal Khan: “Ab tum apne lawyer ke paas wapas jao. Woh tumhein next step samjhayega.”
Jibran: “Uncle, aap nahi aa rahe?”
Lal Khan: “Nahi beta, mujhe kuch aur kaam hai. Lawyer ke saath raho.”
Jibran: “Okay.”
Lal Khan wahan se chala gaya.
Back at the Lawyer's Office
Jibran wapas lawyer ke office pohancha.
Lawyer ne documents dekhe.
Lawyer: “Excellent. Everything that was required from today's appointment has been completed.”
Jibran: “Sir, officer ne kaha ke property aur bank transfer visa status change hone ke baad hoga.”
Lawyer: “Yes. That's correct. The remaining transfers will depend on the approval and completion of the immigration process.”
Jibran: “Aur ab?”
Lawyer ne apni file band ki.
Lawyer: “Now we go to immigration.”
Jibran: “Aaj?”
Lawyer: “Yes. I want to accompany you personally.”
Immigration Office
Lawyer khud Jibran ke saath immigration office gaya.
Reception aur initial verification ke baad Jibran ko interview room mein bulaya gaya.
Lawyer ne required documents immigration authorities ko submit kiye.
Jibran saamne officer ke saamne beth gaya.
Immigration Officer: “Mr. Jibran, we'll ask you some questions regarding your current status, your application and the documents submitted by your legal representative.”
Jibran: “Yes, sir.”
Interview shuru hua.
Officer ne Jibran ki studies, current visa status, personal circumstances aur submitted documents ke hawale se questions kiye.
Jibran ne tamam questions ke answers diye.
Lawyer ne bhi jahan zaroorat hui, relevant documentation provide ki.
Officer ne ek ek document verify kiya aur system mein details check ki.
Kafi der ke baad officer ne file close ki.
Immigration Officer: “Mr. Jibran, your application and supporting documents have been received.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Immigration Officer: “We will now carry out the necessary internal checks and verification.”
Jibran ne lawyer ki taraf dekha.
Immigration Officer: “You will receive a further appointment/interview notification in approximately two months. Until then, the application will remain under processing and verification.”
Jibran: “So I just have to wait?”
Immigration Officer: “Yes. If we require any additional documents or information before then, you will be contacted.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Lawyer ne officer ka shukriya ada kiya.
Lawyer: “Thank you, officer. We'll remain available if anything further is required.”
Dono immigration office se bahar aa gaye.
Car mein wapas aate hue Jibran khamosh tha.
Kuch der baad usne lawyer ki taraf dekha.
Jibran: “So… approximately two months?”
Lawyer: “That's what they've told us. We wait for their processing and verification. Nothing is guaranteed until the final decision is issued.”
Jibran: “Aur uske baad?”
Lawyer ne calmly jawab diya.
Lawyer: “If your application is approved and the required residence status is granted, then we can proceed with the remaining legal transfers. The funds can then be transferred according to the legal documents, and the properties can be registered in your name subject to the relevant procedures.”
Jibran ne window se bahar dekha.
Uske dimagh mein Lal Khan ki baatein ghoomne lagin.
Jibran (dil mein): “Do months…”
Do months baad agar sab kuch approval ke mutabiq hota hai, to uski zindagi bilkul badal sakti thi.
Bank account mein woh paisa aa sakta tha jiska usne kabhi khwab bhi nahi dekha tha.
Kuch properties uske naam transfer honi thin.
Aur sab se important — uska immigration status bhi change ho sakta tha.
Jibran ne halki si muskurahat ke saath aankhein band kar li.
Jibran (dil mein): “Bas ab sab kuch theek se ho jaye…”
Government office aur immigration office ki tamam formalities ke baad Jibran lawyer ke saath wapas chala gaya.
Kuch der baad Lal Khan ne ek quiet jagah par ruk kar apna phone nikala aur Boss ko call ki.
Lal Khan: “Hello, Boss?”
Boss: “Yes, Lal Khan. Tell me everything.”
Lal Khan: “Sir, government office ki formalities complete ho gayi hain. Jibran aur mere dono ke documents verify hue, signatures hue aur photographs bhi li gayi hain.”
Boss: “Good. Aur transfer?”
Lal Khan: “Sir, officer ne clear kar diya hai ke properties aur bank funds ka actual transfer uska immigration status change hone ke baad hi proceed hoga.”
Boss: “Fine. Visa application?”
Lal Khan: “Lawyer khud uske saath immigration office gaya tha. Jibran ka interview bhi complete ho gaya hai. Lawyer ne supporting documents submit kar diye.”
Boss: “Aur immigration officer ne kya kaha?”
Lal Khan: “Unhon ne kaha hai ke application ab internal processing aur verification mein jayegi. Approximately two months baad further interview ya appointment ke liye contact kiya jayega.”
Boss: “So everything is moving according to schedule?”
Lal Khan: “Yes, Boss. Filhaal sab kuch schedule ke mutabiq chal raha hai.”
Boss: “Good. Jibran ko kuch doubt?”
Lal Khan: “Nahi, sir. Woh thora confused zaroor hai, lekin usne koi serious question nahi kiya.”
Boss: “Aur hotel?”
Lal Khan: “Hotel manager ko bhi instructions de diye hain. Jibran next week se wahan aa sakta hai. Usko required access diya jayega, lekin legal transfer complete hone tak arrangements mere account ke under rahenge.”
Boss: “Good. Make sure everything remains properly documented.”
Lal Khan: “Yes, Boss.”
Boss: “Keep me updated about every major development.”
Lal Khan: “Of course, Boss.”
Call disconnect ho jati hai.
Boss ne phone side par rakha aur foran Agent 1 ko bulaya.
Boss: “Kya hua?”
Agent 1: “Sir, ek update hai. Abid Khan ne Komal ke naam par ek car book karwai hai.”
Boss: “Okay. Good.”
Agent 1: “Yes, sir.”
Boss kuch seconds khamosh raha, phir dheemi awaaz mein bola:
Boss: “Aur Shangri-La The Shard ke Level 50 par Lal Khan ka suite he usme hidden mics or camera install kardo jake”
Agent 1: “Sir, hotel management ko involve karna hoga.”
Boss ne foran uski baat kaat di.
Boss: “Nahi. Management ko kuch pata nahi chalna chahiye. Ye tumhara kaam hai.”
Agent 1: “Understood, sir.”
Boss: “Jo bhi arrangement karna hai, confidentially karna. Kisi ko unnecessary information nahi milni chahiye.”
Agent 1: “Yes, Boss. I'll handle it personally.”
Boss: “Good. Aur Abid Khan ki car wali information bhi quietly verify karwao, or delivery se pehly mic install kardena”
Agent 1: “Sure, sir.”
Boss: “Mujhe koi complaint nahi chahiye. Everything has to remain confidential.”
Agent 1: “Understood, Boss.”
Boss: “Keep me updated.”
Agent 1: “Yes, sir.”
Call disconnect ho jati hai.
Agent 1 ne phone pocket mein rakha aur apni team ko contact karne ke liye doosra number dial kar diya.
2 Days Later
Do din baad, subah subah Jibran lawyer ke office pohanch gaya.
Lawyer pehle se uska intezar kar raha tha.
Lawyer: “Good morning, Mr. Jibran.”
Jibran: “Good morning, sir.”
Lawyer: “Aaj kuch important formalities hain. Mere assistant ke saath government office chale jao. Main baad mein tumhare saath immigration office join karunga.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Lawyer ne apne assistant ko bulaya.
Lawyer: “Take Mr. Jibran there and make sure all the required documents are submitted.”
Assistant: “Sure, sir.”
Jibran assistant ke saath government office ke liye nikal gaya.
Government Office
Government office pohanch kar Jibran ko ek designated room mein le jaya gaya.
Wahan uski mulaqat Lal Khan se hui.
Jibran: “Uncle? Aap yahan?”
Lal Khan: “Haan beta. Kuch formalities baqi thin, is liye mujhe bhi aana tha.”
Dono ko officer ke saamne bithaya gaya.
Officer ne files apne saamne rakhin aur Jibran aur Lal Khan se kuch questions poochne shuru kiye.
Officer: “Mr. Jibran, do you understand the nature of these documents?”
Jibran: “Yes, sir. My lawyer has explained the documents to me.”
Officer: “And you understand that the transfer is subject to the completion of your immigration requirements?”
Jibran: “Yes, sir.”
Officer ne Lal Khan se bhi kuch questions kiye.
Officer: “Mr. Lal Khan, you confirm that you are voluntarily authorizing these arrangements?”
Lal Khan: “Yes, I confirm.”
Officer: “And you understand that the final transfer will only take place after the required immigration status is approved?”
Lal Khan: “Yes.”
Officer ne documents ko dobara check kiya.
Lal Khan ne required documents par signatures kar diye.
Jibran ne bhi jahan uske signatures required thay, wahan sign kiya.
Uske baad dono ki photographs bhi li gayin.
Kuch der baad officer ne tamam paperwork complete karke files close kar di.
Officer ne Jibran ko ek document diya.
Officer: “Mr. Jibran, please keep this document safely.”
Jibran ne document le liya.
Jibran: “What is this for, sir?”
Officer: “This confirms that the property and banking transfers will be processed once your immigration status has been converted to the required residence status.”
Jibran ne document ko dekha.
Officer: “And this second document will assist your lawyer with the application to change your current visa status, subject to immigration approval.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Officer ne final instructions diye.
Officer: “Your lawyer will handle the remaining process. Do not lose these documents.”
Jibran: “Yes, sir.”
Lal Khan ne Jibran ki taraf dekha.
Lal Khan: “Chalo beta.”
Dono office se bahar aa gaye.
Bahar parking mein Lal Khan ne Jibran se handshake kiya.
Lal Khan: “Ab tum apne lawyer ke paas wapas jao. Woh tumhein next step samjhayega.”
Jibran: “Uncle, aap nahi aa rahe?”
Lal Khan: “Nahi beta, mujhe kuch aur kaam hai. Lawyer ke saath raho.”
Jibran: “Okay.”
Lal Khan wahan se chala gaya.
Back at the Lawyer's Office
Jibran wapas lawyer ke office pohancha.
Lawyer ne documents dekhe.
Lawyer: “Excellent. Everything that was required from today's appointment has been completed.”
Jibran: “Sir, officer ne kaha ke property aur bank transfer visa status change hone ke baad hoga.”
Lawyer: “Yes. That's correct. The remaining transfers will depend on the approval and completion of the immigration process.”
Jibran: “Aur ab?”
Lawyer ne apni file band ki.
Lawyer: “Now we go to immigration.”
Jibran: “Aaj?”
Lawyer: “Yes. I want to accompany you personally.”
Immigration Office
Lawyer khud Jibran ke saath immigration office gaya.
Reception aur initial verification ke baad Jibran ko interview room mein bulaya gaya.
Lawyer ne required documents immigration authorities ko submit kiye.
Jibran saamne officer ke saamne beth gaya.
Immigration Officer: “Mr. Jibran, we'll ask you some questions regarding your current status, your application and the documents submitted by your legal representative.”
Jibran: “Yes, sir.”
Interview shuru hua.
Officer ne Jibran ki studies, current visa status, personal circumstances aur submitted documents ke hawale se questions kiye.
Jibran ne tamam questions ke answers diye.
Lawyer ne bhi jahan zaroorat hui, relevant documentation provide ki.
Officer ne ek ek document verify kiya aur system mein details check ki.
Kafi der ke baad officer ne file close ki.
Immigration Officer: “Mr. Jibran, your application and supporting documents have been received.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Immigration Officer: “We will now carry out the necessary internal checks and verification.”
Jibran ne lawyer ki taraf dekha.
Immigration Officer: “You will receive a further appointment/interview notification in approximately two months. Until then, the application will remain under processing and verification.”
Jibran: “So I just have to wait?”
Immigration Officer: “Yes. If we require any additional documents or information before then, you will be contacted.”
Jibran: “Okay, sir.”
Lawyer ne officer ka shukriya ada kiya.
Lawyer: “Thank you, officer. We'll remain available if anything further is required.”
Dono immigration office se bahar aa gaye.
Car mein wapas aate hue Jibran khamosh tha.
Kuch der baad usne lawyer ki taraf dekha.
Jibran: “So… approximately two months?”
Lawyer: “That's what they've told us. We wait for their processing and verification. Nothing is guaranteed until the final decision is issued.”
Jibran: “Aur uske baad?”
Lawyer ne calmly jawab diya.
Lawyer: “If your application is approved and the required residence status is granted, then we can proceed with the remaining legal transfers. The funds can then be transferred according to the legal documents, and the properties can be registered in your name subject to the relevant procedures.”
Jibran ne window se bahar dekha.
Uske dimagh mein Lal Khan ki baatein ghoomne lagin.
Jibran (dil mein): “Do months…”
Do months baad agar sab kuch approval ke mutabiq hota hai, to uski zindagi bilkul badal sakti thi.
Bank account mein woh paisa aa sakta tha jiska usne kabhi khwab bhi nahi dekha tha.
Kuch properties uske naam transfer honi thin.
Aur sab se important — uska immigration status bhi change ho sakta tha.
Jibran ne halki si muskurahat ke saath aankhein band kar li.
Jibran (dil mein): “Bas ab sab kuch theek se ho jaye…”
Government office aur immigration office ki tamam formalities ke baad Jibran lawyer ke saath wapas chala gaya.
Kuch der baad Lal Khan ne ek quiet jagah par ruk kar apna phone nikala aur Boss ko call ki.
Lal Khan: “Hello, Boss?”
Boss: “Yes, Lal Khan. Tell me everything.”
Lal Khan: “Sir, government office ki formalities complete ho gayi hain. Jibran aur mere dono ke documents verify hue, signatures hue aur photographs bhi li gayi hain.”
Boss: “Good. Aur transfer?”
Lal Khan: “Sir, officer ne clear kar diya hai ke properties aur bank funds ka actual transfer uska immigration status change hone ke baad hi proceed hoga.”
Boss: “Fine. Visa application?”
Lal Khan: “Lawyer khud uske saath immigration office gaya tha. Jibran ka interview bhi complete ho gaya hai. Lawyer ne supporting documents submit kar diye.”
Boss: “Aur immigration officer ne kya kaha?”
Lal Khan: “Unhon ne kaha hai ke application ab internal processing aur verification mein jayegi. Approximately two months baad further interview ya appointment ke liye contact kiya jayega.”
Boss: “So everything is moving according to schedule?”
Lal Khan: “Yes, Boss. Filhaal sab kuch schedule ke mutabiq chal raha hai.”
Boss: “Good. Jibran ko kuch doubt?”
Lal Khan: “Nahi, sir. Woh thora confused zaroor hai, lekin usne koi serious question nahi kiya.”
Boss: “Aur hotel?”
Lal Khan: “Hotel manager ko bhi instructions de diye hain. Jibran next week se wahan aa sakta hai. Usko required access diya jayega, lekin legal transfer complete hone tak arrangements mere account ke under rahenge.”
Boss: “Good. Make sure everything remains properly documented.”
Lal Khan: “Yes, Boss.”
Boss: “Keep me updated about every major development.”
Lal Khan: “Of course, Boss.”
Call disconnect ho jati hai.
Boss ne phone side par rakha aur foran Agent 1 ko bulaya.
Boss: “Kya hua?”
Agent 1: “Sir, ek update hai. Abid Khan ne Komal ke naam par ek car book karwai hai.”
Boss: “Okay. Good.”
Agent 1: “Yes, sir.”
Boss kuch seconds khamosh raha, phir dheemi awaaz mein bola:
Boss: “Aur Shangri-La The Shard ke Level 50 par Lal Khan ka suite he usme hidden mics or camera install kardo jake”
Agent 1: “Sir, hotel management ko involve karna hoga.”
Boss ne foran uski baat kaat di.
Boss: “Nahi. Management ko kuch pata nahi chalna chahiye. Ye tumhara kaam hai.”
Agent 1: “Understood, sir.”
Boss: “Jo bhi arrangement karna hai, confidentially karna. Kisi ko unnecessary information nahi milni chahiye.”
Agent 1: “Yes, Boss. I'll handle it personally.”
Boss: “Good. Aur Abid Khan ki car wali information bhi quietly verify karwao, or delivery se pehly mic install kardena”
Agent 1: “Sure, sir.”
Boss: “Mujhe koi complaint nahi chahiye. Everything has to remain confidential.”
Agent 1: “Understood, Boss.”
Boss: “Keep me updated.”
Agent 1: “Yes, sir.”
Call disconnect ho jati hai.
Agent 1 ne phone pocket mein rakha aur apni team ko contact karne ke liye doosra number dial kar diya.
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Update 96
1 Week Later
Aaj Abid aur Noor Dubai pohanch chuke thay.
Dosri taraf, Jibran ko hotel mein suite allot ho jata hai.
Room mein ek safe bhi tha, jisme pehle se hi kaafi cash mojood tha.
Ye cash Lal Khan ne jaan boojh kar wahan chhorwaya tha, kyun ke Jibran ke tamam funds transfer hone mein abhi 2 se 3 months lagne thay. Filhaal uske expenses ke liye cash ka intezam pehle hi kar diya gaya tha, aur amount bhi kaafi zyada tha.
Jibran room mein enter hota hai,
Phir woh ek designer ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Portrait ready hai?"
Designer:
"Ji sir, bilkul ready hai. Aap ne jaisa kaha tha, exactly waisa hi banaya hai."
Jibran:
"Good. Abhi room par deliver karwa do."
Kuch der baad designer Komal ka portrait lekar hotel aa jata hai.
Jibran portrait ko bedroom mein bed ke bilkul saamne wall par lagwata hai. Woh kuch seconds tak portrait ko dekhta rehta hai.
Jibran:
"Perfect..."
Uske baad Jibran jewelry store jata hai, apne order ka remaining bill pay karta hai aur apna order receive karta hai.
Jeweler usay do boxes handover karta hai.
Jeweler:
"Sir, apka neckless carefully packed hain."
Jibran:
"Thanks. Kal jo second order hai, woh bhi ready rakhna."
Jeweler:
"Ji sir. Kal tak aapka order ready ho jayega."
Jibran box lekar hotel wapas aata hai aur unhein carefully apne suite mein rakh deta hai.
Hotel pohanch kar woh room service ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Hello, mujhe kuch arrangements discuss karni hain."
Room Service:
"Of course, sir."
Jibran:
"Do din baad room mein dinner arrangement chahiye. Cake bhi hona chahiye. Aur room ko thora special decorate karna hai."
Room Service:
"Certainly, sir. Aap kis type ki arrangement chahenge?"
Jibran:
"Simple lekin elegant. Aur timing bilkul exact honi chahiye. Main aapko complete details abhi de deta hoon."
Jibran room service ko aglay do din ki tamam arrangements samjha deta hai.
Komal Ko Call
Uske baad Jibran Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Komal, parson raat 10 baje main tumhein pick karne aaunga. Tum achi tarah ready rehna."
Komal:
"Main? Kahan jana hai?"
Jibran:
"Bas, tum ready rehna. Baqi main tumhein bata dunga."
Jibran pehle hi Ashi ke saamne ek bahana set kar chuka tha, taake Komal agar poori raat uske saath rahe to kisi ko koi shak na ho aur koi unnecessary baat bhi na bane.
Lekin Komal Jibran ki baat sun kar foran mana kar deti hai.
Komal:
"Bhai, nahi. Main nahi aa sakti."
Jibran:
"Aray kyun? Sirf kuch ghanton ki baat hai."
Komal:
"Nahi, mujhe theek nahi lag raha. Main nahi aaungi."
Jibran:
"Komal, bas raat 12 baje cake cut karenge, dinner karenge aur main tumhein wapas le aaunga. Ismein itni tension wali kya baat hai?"
Komal:
"No. Mujhe nahi aana."
Jibran kuch seconds khamosh rehta hai. Phir uske zehan mein ek aur plan aata hai.
Woh phone disconnect karta hai aur Abid ko call milata hai.
Abid Ka Call
Abid Dubai mein hota hai jab uske phone par Jibran ki call aati hai.
Abid:
"Hello Jibran?"
Jibran:
"Baba, ek kaam hai. Aap Komal ko call kar dein."
Abid:
"Kya hua?"
Jibran:
"Bas aap usko samjha dein ke mujhe usay parson raat bahar birthy le jana hai. Woh mana kar rahi hai, aap log ne arhy islie wo naraz he."
Abid:
"Achha, theek hai. Main baat karta hoon, tum din me show room se car receive krlena."
Abid call disconnect karta hai aur foran Komal ko call karta hai.
Abid:
"Hello beta."
Komal:
"Ji Baba?"
Abid:
"Beta, sorry... main is waqt aa nahi pa raha."
Komal:
"Kya hua Baba?"
Abid:
"Yahan Saad ki engagement hai. Aur ab wedding date final karne ke liye bhi family ke saath milna hai. Is wajah se Dubai se abhi aana possible nahi ho raha."
Komal khamoshi se sunti rehti hai.
Abid:
"Isliye beta, please mujhse naraz mat hona. Main chahta tha ke main khud aa kar tumse milun, lekin situation aisi ban gayi hai ke mujhe yahin rukna padega."
Komal:
"Theek hai Baba, koi baat nahi."
Abid:
"Aur haan, tumhare liye ek gift bhej raha hoon. Bhai raat ko tumhare paas lekar aa jayega."
Komal:
"Gift? Mere liye?"
Abid:
"Haan beta. Tumhara gift hai. Jibran tumhein de dega."
Komal:
"Okay Baba."
Abid:
"Bas beta, khush rehna. Aur please meri baat ka bura mat manna."
Komal:
"Nahi Baba, main naraz nahi hoon."
Call disconnect ho jati hai.
Jibran door khara Abid ke call ka wait kar raha hota hai.
Kuch seconds baad Abid Jibran ko call back karta hai.
Abid:
"Ho gaya. Maine Komal se baat kar li hai."
Jibran ke chehre par halki si smile aa jati hai.
Jibran:
"Thank you, Baba."
Abid:
"Bas dhyan rakhna. Jis time tum use pick kroge me or noor flight me hongy to baat ne ho paiegi
Subha breakfast sath krengy, 12 bje ne askta lekin meri beti ka birthday he so date end hone se pehle ajao ga
Subha 7 AM breakfast sath krengy"
Jibran:
"Don't worry, Baba. Main sab handle kar lunga, kisi ache hotel me kren breakfast"
Abid.
"No issue tmhara baba he na pay krne k lie krlo din apne sath guzaren ge, phr us k bad new partner se meeting or contract sign krna he to pora week me or tmhri mama busy hoge, next week sath London ghumana phr hm ko tum dono"
J. "Baba hum ko cake cutting or dinner krty krty hn 2 bj jaige phr dubra kese hostel se aingy wapsi"
A. "Car ajaigi ne beta raat me ghum phr lena phr subha hmare sath nashata kr k so jana, jawan ho ek raat jag lena behan k lie, subha surprise dekh kr usey acha lgega bas use doubt na ho"
Jibran call disconnect karta hai aur Komal ke liye tayyar kiye gaye surprise ki taraf dekhta hai.
Room mein Komal ka portrait, table par carefully placed jewelry boxes aur upcoming night ki preparations — sab kuch dheere dheere apni final shape le raha hota hai..
Jibran — In Mind
Jibran phone rakh kar khud hi muskurata hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Yaar... ab Baba subah aa rahe hain. Matlab sab kuch phir se ready karke subah early uthna padega."
Phir uske zehan mein Komal ka khayal aata hai.
"Aur mere saath raat guzarne ke baad Komal mama-baba ko kaise face karegi?"
Uske chehre par ek halki si, mysterious smile aa jati hai.
"Phir ek aisi surprise... jo Komal ko hila kar rakh de. Yehi to uske liye asli thrill hoga."
Kuch der sochne ke baad Jibran dobara Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran dobara Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Suno."
Komal:
"Hmm... bhai bolo. Ab kya naya plan hai?"
Jibran:
"To phir permission hai, madam? Main aapko pick karne aa sakta hoon?"
Komal:
"Ji, bohat hoshiyar hain aap. Baba se call karwa di."
Jibran:
"Aray, maine kya kiya?"
Komal:
"Kya kiya? Mujse permission dilwane ke liye Baba ko involve kar diya. Khud nahi mana sakty thy thori to mehnat krty?"
Jibran:
"Main to sirf tumhein convince kar raha tha, or baba k bolny se ao ya bhai k bolanay se, me to chata tha bas rat ko birthday sath celebrate kren."
Komal:
"Haan haan, mujhe pata hai aap kitne shareef hain."
Jibran:
"Main waqai shareef hoon."
Komal:
"Achha? Ye baat main note kar leti hoon. Baad mein check bhi karungi., apki sharafat mere se achy se kon pehchan sakta he"
Jibran hans deta hai.
Jibran:
Bilkul jese me apni Komal ko janta ho
K.. Bas zada acting na kro
Or btao kya plan he
J". Okay, madam. Ab itna interrogation mat karo."
Komal:
"Interrogation to banta hai. Aap mujhe raat ko 10 baje pick karne aa rahe ho, aur keh rahe ho bas dinner aur cake hoga."
Jibran:
"Haan, bas dinner aur cake."
Komal:
"Bas?"
Jibran:
"Bas."
Komal:
"Pakki baat?"
Jibran:
"Bilkul pakki."
Komal:
"Hmm... mujhe aap par itna bharosa nahi hai."
Jibran:
"Phir bhi aa rahi ho?"
Komal:
"Main isliye aa rahi hoon kyun ke Baba ne kaha hai.
Warna aapko itni aasani se permission nahi milti."
Phir Komal achanak serious ho jati hai.
Komal:
"Lekin suno Bhai... agar unko ek percent bhi aapke iradon ka pata lag gaya na, to aapka qatal wajib hai."
Jibran:
"Pata to tab chalega na jab hum kuch batayenge."
Komal:
"Exactly! Aur isi liye main pehle hi warning de rahi hoon."
Jibran:
"Warning?"
Komal:
"Ji haan. Clear warning."
Jibran:
"Okay, sun raha hoon."
Komal:
"Sabse pehli baat — koi over-smartness nahi."
Jibran:
"Okay."
Komal:
"Doosri baat — mujhe uncomfortable feel nahi hona chahiye."
Jibran:
"Okay."
Komal:
"Teesri aur sabse important baat..."
Jibran:
"Kya?"
Komal:
"You will not get close to me. Keep some distance."
Jibran kuch seconds khamosh rehta hai.
Jibran:
"Achha..."
Komal:
"Achha kya? Main serious hoon."
Jibran:
"Okay, okay. Serious ho."
Komal:
"I don't want any intimacy now till the wedding. Samjhe?"
Jibran:
"Samajh gaya."
Komal:
"Nahi, sirf 'samajh gaya' nahi. Yaad bhi rakhna."
Jibran:
"Yaad rahega."
Komal:
"Because I don't want any awkward situation."
Jibran:
"Don't worry. Main tumhari boundary respect karunga."
Komal:
"Good. Yehi sunna tha mujhe."
Phir Komal halki si hansi ke saath kehti hai:
Komal:
"Aur agar aapne meri baat nahi maani na..."
Jibran:
"To?"
Komal:
"To main aapko beech raat mein wahin chhor kar hostel wapas chali jaungi."
Jibran:
"Seriously?"
Komal:
"Bilkul seriously."
Jibran:
"Raat ke beech mein?"
Komal:
"Yes. Aur phir aap khud sochna ke ghar pr baba ko kya jawab do gey."
Jibran:
"Madam, itni sakhti?"
Komal:
"Ji. Pehle hi bata rahi hoon taake baad mein koi excuse na ho."
Jibran:
"Okay, madam. Your conditions are accepted."
Komal:
"Good."
Jibran:
"To phir final?"
Komal:
"Final."
Jibran:
"Main 10 baje aaunga."
Komal:
"Time par aana. Me ready raho gi."
Jibran:
"Main late nahi honga."
Komal:
"Aur haan..."
Jibran:
"Ab kya?"
Komal:
"Mujhe ye mat kehna ke surprise hai aur phir koi ajeeb si harkat karna."
Jibran:
"Surprise to hai."
Komal:
"Jibran!"
Jibran:
"Aray, normal sa surprise hai."
Komal:
"Hmm... mujhe tumhari 'normal' definition par bhi shak hai."
Jibran:
"Bas trust me."
Komal:
"Trust kar rahi hoon... lekin warning ke saath."
Jibran:
"Understood."
Komal:
"Okay. I'll be ready."
Jibran:
"Good girl."
Komal:
"Jibran..."
Jibran:
"Ji?"
Komal:
"Bas. Zyada khush hone ki zaroorat nahi."
Jibran hans padta hai.
Jibran:
"Okay, madam. See you at 10."
Komal:
"See you. Aur apni boundaries yaad rakhna."
Jibran:
"Promise."
Jibran kuch lamhon tak phone ko dekhta rehta hai. Uske chehre par ek halki si muskurahat hoti hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Theek hai Komal... boundaries tumhari. Lekin surprise mera."
Call disconnect hote hi Jibran kuch seconds tak phone ko dekhta rehta hai.
Phir achanak uske chehre par ek mischievous smile aa jati hai aur woh halki si hansi hansne lagta hai.
Jibran (dil mein, hanste hue):
"Hahaha... Baba ko kya pata mera plan kya hai!"
Woh sar hila kar dobara hans padta hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Khud hi thali mein saja kar Komal mujhe pesh kar di... aur samajh rahe hain ke bas gift de kar wapas aa jaunga!"
Jibran apni hansi control karne ki koshish karta hai, lekin phir bhi uske chehre par shararti muskurahat rehti hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Baba ko agar pata hota ke main itni planning ke saath ye sab arrange kar raha hoon, to shayad woh khud mujhe permission dene se pehle das sawal karte."
Woh halki si hansi ke saath sofa par baith jata hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Lekin ek baat to hai... Baba ne kaam bilkul aasaan kar diya."
Phir woh khud hi apni baat par hans deta hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Ab dekhte hain, madam Komal ko mera 'simple sa surprise' kaisa lagta hai."
1 Week Later
Aaj Abid aur Noor Dubai pohanch chuke thay.
Dosri taraf, Jibran ko hotel mein suite allot ho jata hai.
Room mein ek safe bhi tha, jisme pehle se hi kaafi cash mojood tha.
Ye cash Lal Khan ne jaan boojh kar wahan chhorwaya tha, kyun ke Jibran ke tamam funds transfer hone mein abhi 2 se 3 months lagne thay. Filhaal uske expenses ke liye cash ka intezam pehle hi kar diya gaya tha, aur amount bhi kaafi zyada tha.
Jibran room mein enter hota hai,
Phir woh ek designer ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Portrait ready hai?"
Designer:
"Ji sir, bilkul ready hai. Aap ne jaisa kaha tha, exactly waisa hi banaya hai."
Jibran:
"Good. Abhi room par deliver karwa do."
Kuch der baad designer Komal ka portrait lekar hotel aa jata hai.
Jibran portrait ko bedroom mein bed ke bilkul saamne wall par lagwata hai. Woh kuch seconds tak portrait ko dekhta rehta hai.
Jibran:
"Perfect..."
Uske baad Jibran jewelry store jata hai, apne order ka remaining bill pay karta hai aur apna order receive karta hai.
Jeweler usay do boxes handover karta hai.
Jeweler:
"Sir, apka neckless carefully packed hain."
Jibran:
"Thanks. Kal jo second order hai, woh bhi ready rakhna."
Jeweler:
"Ji sir. Kal tak aapka order ready ho jayega."
Jibran box lekar hotel wapas aata hai aur unhein carefully apne suite mein rakh deta hai.
Hotel pohanch kar woh room service ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Hello, mujhe kuch arrangements discuss karni hain."
Room Service:
"Of course, sir."
Jibran:
"Do din baad room mein dinner arrangement chahiye. Cake bhi hona chahiye. Aur room ko thora special decorate karna hai."
Room Service:
"Certainly, sir. Aap kis type ki arrangement chahenge?"
Jibran:
"Simple lekin elegant. Aur timing bilkul exact honi chahiye. Main aapko complete details abhi de deta hoon."
Jibran room service ko aglay do din ki tamam arrangements samjha deta hai.
Komal Ko Call
Uske baad Jibran Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Komal, parson raat 10 baje main tumhein pick karne aaunga. Tum achi tarah ready rehna."
Komal:
"Main? Kahan jana hai?"
Jibran:
"Bas, tum ready rehna. Baqi main tumhein bata dunga."
Jibran pehle hi Ashi ke saamne ek bahana set kar chuka tha, taake Komal agar poori raat uske saath rahe to kisi ko koi shak na ho aur koi unnecessary baat bhi na bane.
Lekin Komal Jibran ki baat sun kar foran mana kar deti hai.
Komal:
"Bhai, nahi. Main nahi aa sakti."
Jibran:
"Aray kyun? Sirf kuch ghanton ki baat hai."
Komal:
"Nahi, mujhe theek nahi lag raha. Main nahi aaungi."
Jibran:
"Komal, bas raat 12 baje cake cut karenge, dinner karenge aur main tumhein wapas le aaunga. Ismein itni tension wali kya baat hai?"
Komal:
"No. Mujhe nahi aana."
Jibran kuch seconds khamosh rehta hai. Phir uske zehan mein ek aur plan aata hai.
Woh phone disconnect karta hai aur Abid ko call milata hai.
Abid Ka Call
Abid Dubai mein hota hai jab uske phone par Jibran ki call aati hai.
Abid:
"Hello Jibran?"
Jibran:
"Baba, ek kaam hai. Aap Komal ko call kar dein."
Abid:
"Kya hua?"
Jibran:
"Bas aap usko samjha dein ke mujhe usay parson raat bahar birthy le jana hai. Woh mana kar rahi hai, aap log ne arhy islie wo naraz he."
Abid:
"Achha, theek hai. Main baat karta hoon, tum din me show room se car receive krlena."
Abid call disconnect karta hai aur foran Komal ko call karta hai.
Abid:
"Hello beta."
Komal:
"Ji Baba?"
Abid:
"Beta, sorry... main is waqt aa nahi pa raha."
Komal:
"Kya hua Baba?"
Abid:
"Yahan Saad ki engagement hai. Aur ab wedding date final karne ke liye bhi family ke saath milna hai. Is wajah se Dubai se abhi aana possible nahi ho raha."
Komal khamoshi se sunti rehti hai.
Abid:
"Isliye beta, please mujhse naraz mat hona. Main chahta tha ke main khud aa kar tumse milun, lekin situation aisi ban gayi hai ke mujhe yahin rukna padega."
Komal:
"Theek hai Baba, koi baat nahi."
Abid:
"Aur haan, tumhare liye ek gift bhej raha hoon. Bhai raat ko tumhare paas lekar aa jayega."
Komal:
"Gift? Mere liye?"
Abid:
"Haan beta. Tumhara gift hai. Jibran tumhein de dega."
Komal:
"Okay Baba."
Abid:
"Bas beta, khush rehna. Aur please meri baat ka bura mat manna."
Komal:
"Nahi Baba, main naraz nahi hoon."
Call disconnect ho jati hai.
Jibran door khara Abid ke call ka wait kar raha hota hai.
Kuch seconds baad Abid Jibran ko call back karta hai.
Abid:
"Ho gaya. Maine Komal se baat kar li hai."
Jibran ke chehre par halki si smile aa jati hai.
Jibran:
"Thank you, Baba."
Abid:
"Bas dhyan rakhna. Jis time tum use pick kroge me or noor flight me hongy to baat ne ho paiegi
Subha breakfast sath krengy, 12 bje ne askta lekin meri beti ka birthday he so date end hone se pehle ajao ga
Subha 7 AM breakfast sath krengy"
Jibran:
"Don't worry, Baba. Main sab handle kar lunga, kisi ache hotel me kren breakfast"
Abid.
"No issue tmhara baba he na pay krne k lie krlo din apne sath guzaren ge, phr us k bad new partner se meeting or contract sign krna he to pora week me or tmhri mama busy hoge, next week sath London ghumana phr hm ko tum dono"
J. "Baba hum ko cake cutting or dinner krty krty hn 2 bj jaige phr dubra kese hostel se aingy wapsi"
A. "Car ajaigi ne beta raat me ghum phr lena phr subha hmare sath nashata kr k so jana, jawan ho ek raat jag lena behan k lie, subha surprise dekh kr usey acha lgega bas use doubt na ho"
Jibran call disconnect karta hai aur Komal ke liye tayyar kiye gaye surprise ki taraf dekhta hai.
Room mein Komal ka portrait, table par carefully placed jewelry boxes aur upcoming night ki preparations — sab kuch dheere dheere apni final shape le raha hota hai..
Jibran — In Mind
Jibran phone rakh kar khud hi muskurata hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Yaar... ab Baba subah aa rahe hain. Matlab sab kuch phir se ready karke subah early uthna padega."
Phir uske zehan mein Komal ka khayal aata hai.
"Aur mere saath raat guzarne ke baad Komal mama-baba ko kaise face karegi?"
Uske chehre par ek halki si, mysterious smile aa jati hai.
"Phir ek aisi surprise... jo Komal ko hila kar rakh de. Yehi to uske liye asli thrill hoga."
Kuch der sochne ke baad Jibran dobara Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran dobara Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran:
"Suno."
Komal:
"Hmm... bhai bolo. Ab kya naya plan hai?"
Jibran:
"To phir permission hai, madam? Main aapko pick karne aa sakta hoon?"
Komal:
"Ji, bohat hoshiyar hain aap. Baba se call karwa di."
Jibran:
"Aray, maine kya kiya?"
Komal:
"Kya kiya? Mujse permission dilwane ke liye Baba ko involve kar diya. Khud nahi mana sakty thy thori to mehnat krty?"
Jibran:
"Main to sirf tumhein convince kar raha tha, or baba k bolny se ao ya bhai k bolanay se, me to chata tha bas rat ko birthday sath celebrate kren."
Komal:
"Haan haan, mujhe pata hai aap kitne shareef hain."
Jibran:
"Main waqai shareef hoon."
Komal:
"Achha? Ye baat main note kar leti hoon. Baad mein check bhi karungi., apki sharafat mere se achy se kon pehchan sakta he"
Jibran hans deta hai.
Jibran:
Bilkul jese me apni Komal ko janta ho
K.. Bas zada acting na kro
Or btao kya plan he
J". Okay, madam. Ab itna interrogation mat karo."
Komal:
"Interrogation to banta hai. Aap mujhe raat ko 10 baje pick karne aa rahe ho, aur keh rahe ho bas dinner aur cake hoga."
Jibran:
"Haan, bas dinner aur cake."
Komal:
"Bas?"
Jibran:
"Bas."
Komal:
"Pakki baat?"
Jibran:
"Bilkul pakki."
Komal:
"Hmm... mujhe aap par itna bharosa nahi hai."
Jibran:
"Phir bhi aa rahi ho?"
Komal:
"Main isliye aa rahi hoon kyun ke Baba ne kaha hai.
Warna aapko itni aasani se permission nahi milti."
Phir Komal achanak serious ho jati hai.
Komal:
"Lekin suno Bhai... agar unko ek percent bhi aapke iradon ka pata lag gaya na, to aapka qatal wajib hai."
Jibran:
"Pata to tab chalega na jab hum kuch batayenge."
Komal:
"Exactly! Aur isi liye main pehle hi warning de rahi hoon."
Jibran:
"Warning?"
Komal:
"Ji haan. Clear warning."
Jibran:
"Okay, sun raha hoon."
Komal:
"Sabse pehli baat — koi over-smartness nahi."
Jibran:
"Okay."
Komal:
"Doosri baat — mujhe uncomfortable feel nahi hona chahiye."
Jibran:
"Okay."
Komal:
"Teesri aur sabse important baat..."
Jibran:
"Kya?"
Komal:
"You will not get close to me. Keep some distance."
Jibran kuch seconds khamosh rehta hai.
Jibran:
"Achha..."
Komal:
"Achha kya? Main serious hoon."
Jibran:
"Okay, okay. Serious ho."
Komal:
"I don't want any intimacy now till the wedding. Samjhe?"
Jibran:
"Samajh gaya."
Komal:
"Nahi, sirf 'samajh gaya' nahi. Yaad bhi rakhna."
Jibran:
"Yaad rahega."
Komal:
"Because I don't want any awkward situation."
Jibran:
"Don't worry. Main tumhari boundary respect karunga."
Komal:
"Good. Yehi sunna tha mujhe."
Phir Komal halki si hansi ke saath kehti hai:
Komal:
"Aur agar aapne meri baat nahi maani na..."
Jibran:
"To?"
Komal:
"To main aapko beech raat mein wahin chhor kar hostel wapas chali jaungi."
Jibran:
"Seriously?"
Komal:
"Bilkul seriously."
Jibran:
"Raat ke beech mein?"
Komal:
"Yes. Aur phir aap khud sochna ke ghar pr baba ko kya jawab do gey."
Jibran:
"Madam, itni sakhti?"
Komal:
"Ji. Pehle hi bata rahi hoon taake baad mein koi excuse na ho."
Jibran:
"Okay, madam. Your conditions are accepted."
Komal:
"Good."
Jibran:
"To phir final?"
Komal:
"Final."
Jibran:
"Main 10 baje aaunga."
Komal:
"Time par aana. Me ready raho gi."
Jibran:
"Main late nahi honga."
Komal:
"Aur haan..."
Jibran:
"Ab kya?"
Komal:
"Mujhe ye mat kehna ke surprise hai aur phir koi ajeeb si harkat karna."
Jibran:
"Surprise to hai."
Komal:
"Jibran!"
Jibran:
"Aray, normal sa surprise hai."
Komal:
"Hmm... mujhe tumhari 'normal' definition par bhi shak hai."
Jibran:
"Bas trust me."
Komal:
"Trust kar rahi hoon... lekin warning ke saath."
Jibran:
"Understood."
Komal:
"Okay. I'll be ready."
Jibran:
"Good girl."
Komal:
"Jibran..."
Jibran:
"Ji?"
Komal:
"Bas. Zyada khush hone ki zaroorat nahi."
Jibran hans padta hai.
Jibran:
"Okay, madam. See you at 10."
Komal:
"See you. Aur apni boundaries yaad rakhna."
Jibran:
"Promise."
Jibran kuch lamhon tak phone ko dekhta rehta hai. Uske chehre par ek halki si muskurahat hoti hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Theek hai Komal... boundaries tumhari. Lekin surprise mera."
Call disconnect hote hi Jibran kuch seconds tak phone ko dekhta rehta hai.
Phir achanak uske chehre par ek mischievous smile aa jati hai aur woh halki si hansi hansne lagta hai.
Jibran (dil mein, hanste hue):
"Hahaha... Baba ko kya pata mera plan kya hai!"
Woh sar hila kar dobara hans padta hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Khud hi thali mein saja kar Komal mujhe pesh kar di... aur samajh rahe hain ke bas gift de kar wapas aa jaunga!"
Jibran apni hansi control karne ki koshish karta hai, lekin phir bhi uske chehre par shararti muskurahat rehti hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Baba ko agar pata hota ke main itni planning ke saath ye sab arrange kar raha hoon, to shayad woh khud mujhe permission dene se pehle das sawal karte."
Woh halki si hansi ke saath sofa par baith jata hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Lekin ek baat to hai... Baba ne kaam bilkul aasaan kar diya."
Phir woh khud hi apni baat par hans deta hai.
Jibran (dil mein):
"Ab dekhte hain, madam Komal ko mera 'simple sa surprise' kaisa lagta hai."
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Update 97A
London mein exams ke baad holidays ka mahaul tha. Zyada tar students apne-apne gharon ke liye nikal chuke the, aur hostel corridors mein woh usual hustle-bustle bilkul gayab thi.
Komal aur Aashi apne hostel room mein the, jabki Jibran aur Saad apne hostel mein gym kar rahe the. Sab kuch normal tha, lekin Aashi ka phone achanak ring karta hai.
Saad ka call Aashi ko aata hai,
Aashi turant call receive karti hai.
Aashi: "Hello, papa?"
Dusri taraf se Saad ki awaaz aati hai. Uski tone se hi lag raha tha ki baat urgent hai.
Saad: "Aashi, bas ek kaam karo. Just pack up your clothes and immediately airport ke liye niklo."
Aashi ekdum confuse ho jaati hai.
Aashi: "Airport? But kyun? Kya hua?"
Saad: "Kal engagement hai. Tum dono ka hona zaroori hai.
Maine tickets already karwa di hain. Bas packing karo aur airport pahucho. Aur jaate hue Shahid ko bhi inform kar dena, taaki tum dono time se nikal sako."
Aashi kuch seconds ke liye chup rehti hai.
Itni jaldi sab kuch hua tha ki usse process karne ka bhi waqt nahi milta.
Aashi: "Okay... okay,. Main abhi karti hoon."
Saad: "Good. Don't waste time. Flight miss nahi honi chahiye."
Aashi: "Ji."
Call cut hoti hai.
Aashi phone neeche rakhti hai aur Komal ki taraf dekhti hai.
Aashi: "Komal... mujhe abhi airport ke liye nikalna hai."
Komal: "What? Abhi? Kya hua?"
Aashi: "Kal Papa ki engagement hai Dubai mein. Papa ka call tha. Tickets kara di hain. Bol rahe hain aaj hi nikalna hai."
Komal bhi surprise ho jaati hai.
Komal: "Itni jaldi? Matlab abhi?"
Aashi: "Haan. Raat ki flight hai. Subah early morning Dubai pahuchenge."
Aashi bina time waste kiye Shahid ko call lagati hai.
Aashi: "Shahid, suno, tum abhi jo kar rahe ho sab chhodo aur packing start karo."
Shahid: "Kya hua? Itni emergency mein kyun bol rahi ho?"
Aashi: "Papa ne bolaya he. Humein aaj raat ki flight se nikalna hai. Tickets ho chuki hain. Tum bas important cheezein pack karo.
Main ready hoke taxi leti hoon aur tumhare hostel aa rahi hoon. Wahan se tumhe pick karke directly airport chalenge."
Shahid: "Dubai?"
Aashi: "Haan, Dubai. Aur please, abhi questions mat karo. Bas ready ho jao."
Shahid: "Okay, okay. Main ready hota hoon."
Call cut karne ke baad Aashi Komal ki taraf mudti hai.
Aashi: "Komal, ek help chahiye."
Komal: "Haan, bolo."
Aashi: "Tumhare paas cash kitna pada hai?"
Komal apna wallet check karke dekhti hai.
Komal: "Aapi cash to hai thoda..."
Aashi: "Mujhe thoda de do na. Time hi nahi hai shopping ka. Airport pe duty-free se kuch gift le lungi. Aise bhi khaali haath ghar jaana achha nahi lagta."
Komal paise nikaal kar Aashi ko de deti hai.
Komal: "Ye lo. Bas sambhal ke rakhna."
Aashi: "Thanks."
Aashi turant apna suitcase kholti hai. Lekin time kam hone ki wajah se woh unnecessary cheezein rakhne ke bajaye sirf essential clothes, documents, charger aur kuch personal belongings hand-carry mein rakhna shuru kar deti hai.
Kuch hi der mein packing complete ho jaati hai.
Aashi ek baar room ko dekhti hai, phir Komal ko hug karti hai.
Aashi: "Main chalti hoon. Apna khayal rakhna."
Komal: "Aap bhi. Aur Dubai pahunch ke call karna."
Aashi: "Obviously."
Aashi apna bag uthati hai aur hostel se nikal jaati hai.
Taxi lekar woh seedha Shahid ke hostel ki taraf jaati hai. Shahid already entrance par apna bag lekar wait kar raha hota hai.
Taxi rukti hai.
Shahid: "Aapi, aap sach mein airport mode mein aa gayi."
Aashi: "Ab mazaak ka time nahi hai. Bag daalo aur chalo."
Shahid apna luggage rakhta hai aur dono airport ke liye nikal padte hain.
Raat ki flight se dono London se Dubai ke liye fly karne wale the. Plan simple tha—raat ko flight, aur subah early morning Dubai.
Meanwhile...
Aashi aur Shahid ke nikalne ke baad hostel aur bhi khaali lagne lagta hai.
Komal apne room mein akeli reh jaati hai.
Dusri taraf Jibran bhi apne hostel mein akela tha. Gym se wapas aane ke baad usse bhi realize hota hai ki poora hostel almost deserted hai.
Kuch der baad Jibran Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran: "Kya kar rahi ho?"
Komal bed par leti hui phone uthati hai.
Komal: "Kuch nahi bhai... bas bore ho rahi hoon."
Jibran: "Kyun? Kya hua?"
Komal: "Sabki holidays ho gayi hain na. Exams ke baad almost sab chale gaye. Hostel mein literally sannata hai. Itna khaali lag raha hai ki samajh hi nahi aa raha kya karun."
Jibran apne hostel ke silent corridor ki taraf dekhta hai.
Jibran: "Same meri taraf bhi hai. Yahan bhi koi nahi hai."
Komal halki si hansi deti hai.
Komal: "Toh phir kya karein?"
Jibran: "Simple. Ready ho jao. Saath dinner karte hain, phir kahin bahar outing kar lenge."
Komal turant mana kar deti hai.
Komal: "Nahi bhai, aaj mera mood nahi hai."
Jibran: "Kyun?"
Komal: "Bas nahi hai. Aur waise bhi parson ke liye maine aapko already aane ka bol diya hai. Aaj rehne do."
Jibran samajh jaata hai ki Komal ka mann nahi hai, lekin woh use hostel mein akela chhodna bhi nahi chahta.
Jibran: "Komal, akele bore hoti rahogi. Aur waise bhi hostel mein tum akeli ho. Aise poora din room mein mat raho."
Komal: "Main theek hoon bhai."
Jibran: "Nahi. Suno meri baat. Ready ho jao."
Komal: "Bhai, bola na mood nahi hai."
Jibran: "Mood main theek karwa dunga. Dinner karenge, thoda bahar ghoomenge. Raat ko sone ke time apne-apne hostel chale jayenge. Simple."
Komal kuch nahi bolti.
Jibran phir thoda authoritative tone mein kehta hai—
Jibran: "Ab zyada socho mat. Ready ho jao. Main tumhe lene aa raha hoon."
Komal: "Bhai..."
Jibran: "No arguments. Bas ready."
Call cut ho jaata hai.
Komal phone ko dekhti reh jaati hai.
Ek taraf Aashi aur Shahid achanak Dubai ke liye nikal chuke the...
Aur doosri taraf, khaali pade London ke hostels ke beech, Jibran ne Komal ko uski marzi ke khilaaf nahi, balki uski loneliness se bahar nikalne ke liye apne saath le jaane ka faisla kar liya tha.
Shaam abhi baaki thi—aur dono ko khud nahi pata tha ki ye simple dinner outing aage kis tarah ki situation create karne wali hai.
London mein exams ke baad holidays ka mahaul tha. Zyada tar students apne-apne gharon ke liye nikal chuke the, aur hostel corridors mein woh usual hustle-bustle bilkul gayab thi.
Komal aur Aashi apne hostel room mein the, jabki Jibran aur Saad apne hostel mein gym kar rahe the. Sab kuch normal tha, lekin Aashi ka phone achanak ring karta hai.
Saad ka call Aashi ko aata hai,
Aashi turant call receive karti hai.
Aashi: "Hello, papa?"
Dusri taraf se Saad ki awaaz aati hai. Uski tone se hi lag raha tha ki baat urgent hai.
Saad: "Aashi, bas ek kaam karo. Just pack up your clothes and immediately airport ke liye niklo."
Aashi ekdum confuse ho jaati hai.
Aashi: "Airport? But kyun? Kya hua?"
Saad: "Kal engagement hai. Tum dono ka hona zaroori hai.
Maine tickets already karwa di hain. Bas packing karo aur airport pahucho. Aur jaate hue Shahid ko bhi inform kar dena, taaki tum dono time se nikal sako."
Aashi kuch seconds ke liye chup rehti hai.
Itni jaldi sab kuch hua tha ki usse process karne ka bhi waqt nahi milta.
Aashi: "Okay... okay,. Main abhi karti hoon."
Saad: "Good. Don't waste time. Flight miss nahi honi chahiye."
Aashi: "Ji."
Call cut hoti hai.
Aashi phone neeche rakhti hai aur Komal ki taraf dekhti hai.
Aashi: "Komal... mujhe abhi airport ke liye nikalna hai."
Komal: "What? Abhi? Kya hua?"
Aashi: "Kal Papa ki engagement hai Dubai mein. Papa ka call tha. Tickets kara di hain. Bol rahe hain aaj hi nikalna hai."
Komal bhi surprise ho jaati hai.
Komal: "Itni jaldi? Matlab abhi?"
Aashi: "Haan. Raat ki flight hai. Subah early morning Dubai pahuchenge."
Aashi bina time waste kiye Shahid ko call lagati hai.
Aashi: "Shahid, suno, tum abhi jo kar rahe ho sab chhodo aur packing start karo."
Shahid: "Kya hua? Itni emergency mein kyun bol rahi ho?"
Aashi: "Papa ne bolaya he. Humein aaj raat ki flight se nikalna hai. Tickets ho chuki hain. Tum bas important cheezein pack karo.
Main ready hoke taxi leti hoon aur tumhare hostel aa rahi hoon. Wahan se tumhe pick karke directly airport chalenge."
Shahid: "Dubai?"
Aashi: "Haan, Dubai. Aur please, abhi questions mat karo. Bas ready ho jao."
Shahid: "Okay, okay. Main ready hota hoon."
Call cut karne ke baad Aashi Komal ki taraf mudti hai.
Aashi: "Komal, ek help chahiye."
Komal: "Haan, bolo."
Aashi: "Tumhare paas cash kitna pada hai?"
Komal apna wallet check karke dekhti hai.
Komal: "Aapi cash to hai thoda..."
Aashi: "Mujhe thoda de do na. Time hi nahi hai shopping ka. Airport pe duty-free se kuch gift le lungi. Aise bhi khaali haath ghar jaana achha nahi lagta."
Komal paise nikaal kar Aashi ko de deti hai.
Komal: "Ye lo. Bas sambhal ke rakhna."
Aashi: "Thanks."
Aashi turant apna suitcase kholti hai. Lekin time kam hone ki wajah se woh unnecessary cheezein rakhne ke bajaye sirf essential clothes, documents, charger aur kuch personal belongings hand-carry mein rakhna shuru kar deti hai.
Kuch hi der mein packing complete ho jaati hai.
Aashi ek baar room ko dekhti hai, phir Komal ko hug karti hai.
Aashi: "Main chalti hoon. Apna khayal rakhna."
Komal: "Aap bhi. Aur Dubai pahunch ke call karna."
Aashi: "Obviously."
Aashi apna bag uthati hai aur hostel se nikal jaati hai.
Taxi lekar woh seedha Shahid ke hostel ki taraf jaati hai. Shahid already entrance par apna bag lekar wait kar raha hota hai.
Taxi rukti hai.
Shahid: "Aapi, aap sach mein airport mode mein aa gayi."
Aashi: "Ab mazaak ka time nahi hai. Bag daalo aur chalo."
Shahid apna luggage rakhta hai aur dono airport ke liye nikal padte hain.
Raat ki flight se dono London se Dubai ke liye fly karne wale the. Plan simple tha—raat ko flight, aur subah early morning Dubai.
Meanwhile...
Aashi aur Shahid ke nikalne ke baad hostel aur bhi khaali lagne lagta hai.
Komal apne room mein akeli reh jaati hai.
Dusri taraf Jibran bhi apne hostel mein akela tha. Gym se wapas aane ke baad usse bhi realize hota hai ki poora hostel almost deserted hai.
Kuch der baad Jibran Komal ko call karta hai.
Jibran: "Kya kar rahi ho?"
Komal bed par leti hui phone uthati hai.
Komal: "Kuch nahi bhai... bas bore ho rahi hoon."
Jibran: "Kyun? Kya hua?"
Komal: "Sabki holidays ho gayi hain na. Exams ke baad almost sab chale gaye. Hostel mein literally sannata hai. Itna khaali lag raha hai ki samajh hi nahi aa raha kya karun."
Jibran apne hostel ke silent corridor ki taraf dekhta hai.
Jibran: "Same meri taraf bhi hai. Yahan bhi koi nahi hai."
Komal halki si hansi deti hai.
Komal: "Toh phir kya karein?"
Jibran: "Simple. Ready ho jao. Saath dinner karte hain, phir kahin bahar outing kar lenge."
Komal turant mana kar deti hai.
Komal: "Nahi bhai, aaj mera mood nahi hai."
Jibran: "Kyun?"
Komal: "Bas nahi hai. Aur waise bhi parson ke liye maine aapko already aane ka bol diya hai. Aaj rehne do."
Jibran samajh jaata hai ki Komal ka mann nahi hai, lekin woh use hostel mein akela chhodna bhi nahi chahta.
Jibran: "Komal, akele bore hoti rahogi. Aur waise bhi hostel mein tum akeli ho. Aise poora din room mein mat raho."
Komal: "Main theek hoon bhai."
Jibran: "Nahi. Suno meri baat. Ready ho jao."
Komal: "Bhai, bola na mood nahi hai."
Jibran: "Mood main theek karwa dunga. Dinner karenge, thoda bahar ghoomenge. Raat ko sone ke time apne-apne hostel chale jayenge. Simple."
Komal kuch nahi bolti.
Jibran phir thoda authoritative tone mein kehta hai—
Jibran: "Ab zyada socho mat. Ready ho jao. Main tumhe lene aa raha hoon."
Komal: "Bhai..."
Jibran: "No arguments. Bas ready."
Call cut ho jaata hai.
Komal phone ko dekhti reh jaati hai.
Ek taraf Aashi aur Shahid achanak Dubai ke liye nikal chuke the...
Aur doosri taraf, khaali pade London ke hostels ke beech, Jibran ne Komal ko uski marzi ke khilaaf nahi, balki uski loneliness se bahar nikalne ke liye apne saath le jaane ka faisla kar liya tha.
Shaam abhi baaki thi—aur dono ko khud nahi pata tha ki ye simple dinner outing aage kis tarah ki situation create karne wali hai.
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Update 97B
Lagbhag ek ghante baad Jibran Komal ke hostel pahunch jaata hai.
Komal pehle se hi hostel ke bahar chhote se park mein uska wait kar rahi hoti hai. Jaise hi Jibran ki nazar Komal par padti hai, woh uski taraf walk karta hua aata hai.
Jibran: "Hi!"
Komal: "Hi, bhai."
Dono ek doosre ko dekhkar smile karte hain. Jibran uske paas aata hai aur casually uska bag le leta hai.
Jibran: "Chalein?"
Komal haan mein sir hila deti hai.
Dono park se nikal kar footpath par walk karne lagte hain. Komal pyaar se Jibran ke haath mein apna haath daal leti hai aur dono bhai-behen aaram se baatein karte hue chalne lagte hain.
Thodi der baad Jibran poochta hai—
Jibran: "Toh kya program hai?"
Komal kandhe uchka kar bolti hai—
Komal: "Koi program nahi hai. Aap batao."
Jibran: "Mera program hai tumhara aaj ka mood theek karna."
Komal halki si smile karti hai.
Komal: "Kaise?"
Jibran bina jawab diye use ek shopping mall ki taraf le jaata hai.
Mall ke entrance par pahunchkar Komal ruk jaati hai.
Komal: "Bhai, yahan kyun le aaye?"
Jibran: "Kal ke liye koi achha sa dress lena hai."
Komal: "Mere paas itne saare dresses hain. Kuch bhi pehen lungi."
Jibran seedha mana kar deta hai.
Jibran: "Nahi. Aise nahi. Kal ke liye kuch special hona chahiye."
Komal: "Bhai, seriously, zaroorat nahi hai."
Jibran: "Aao. Bas ek baar dekh toh lo."
Jibran use mall ke ek achhe boutique mein le jaata hai.
Wahan Komal alag-alag dresses dekh rahi hoti hai, jabki Jibran uske liye options choose karta hai.
Komal: "Ye wala theek hai."
Jibran: "Nahi."
Komal: "Toh ye?"
Jibran: "Ye bhi nahi."
Komal: "Phir aap hi choose kar lo."
Jibran ek elegant dress nikaalta hai aur Komal ke saamne hold karta hai.
Jibran: "Ye. Ye tum par achha lagega."
Komal dress ko dekhti hai.
Komal: "Achha hai, lekin rehne do bhai. Mere paas already bahut hain."
Jibran: "Komal, ek baar bola na—kal ke liye ye wala."
Komal: "Nahi chahiye."
Jibran: "Chahiye."
Komal usse mana karti rehti hai, lekin Jibran finally dress purchase kar deta hai.
Shopping bag Komal ke haath mein dete hue woh kehta hai—
Jibran: "Bas. Ab ispe koi discussion nahi."
Komal aankhein ghumati hai.
Komal: "Aap na... bilkul nahi maante."
Jibran: "Tum bhi toh bilkul nahi maanti."
Dono hans padte hain.
Boutique se nikalne ke baad Jibran seedha use ek footwear store mein le jaata hai.
Komal ko pehle hi samajh aa jaata hai.
Komal: "Ab kya?"
Jibran: "Shoes."
Komal: "Bhai, shoes bhi hain mere paas."
Jibran: "Haan, woh daily wale formal-casual shoes hain.
Kal ke outfit ke saath kuch achha chahiye."
Komal ek normal pair ki taraf ishara karti hai.
Komal: "Ye le lete hain. Simple hai."
Jibran branded section ki taraf chala jaata hai.
Komal: "Bhai!"
Jibran: "Kya?"
Komal: "Itne expensive shoes ki kya zaroorat hai?"
Jibran: "Zaroorat nahi hai. Lekin achhe lag rahe hain."
Komal: "Main nahi loongi."
Jibran salesman ko bulata hai.
Jibran: "Ye wala pack kar dijiye."
Komal uski taraf disbelief se dekhti hai.
Komal: "Maine bola na nahi chahiye!"
Jibran: "Aur maine bola na, kal ke liye special hai."
Kuch hi der mein shoes bhi purchase ho jaate hain.
Komal shopping bag leti hai aur teasingly bolti hai—
Komal: "Aaj aapko kya ho gaya hai?"
Jibran: "Kuch nahi. Bas meri behen ko spoil karne ka mann hai."
Komal chup ho jaati hai, lekin uske face par ek genuine smile aa jaati hai.
Uske baad dono ek accessories store mein jaate hain.
Komal apne liye simple artificial jewellery choose karti hai.
Komal: "Ye earrings achhe hain."
Jibran: "Haan, le lo."
Komal jewellery ke saath ek handbag bhi dekh leti hai.
Bag usse pasand aa jaata hai, lekin price dekhkar woh turant peeche hat jaati hai.
Komal: "Nahi bhai, ye bahut expensive hai."
Jibran: "Pasand hai?"
Komal: "Haan, but..."
Jibran: "Toh le lo."
Komal: "Nahi. Itne paise spend karne ki zaroorat nahi hai."
Jibran: "Komal, agar achha lag raha hai toh le lo. Har cheez ke liye 'zaroorat' ka calculation mat kiya karo."
Komal: "But bhai..."
Jibran: "Bas. Kal ke liye hai. Tumhari saari cheezein daily use ke liye thodi hoti hain."
Komal phir bhi hesitate karti hai, lekin Jibran insist karke handbag bhi purchase kar deta hai.
Komal shopping bags ko dekhti hai aur sigh karti hai.
Komal: "Aapne mujhe shopping karwane ke naam pe poora mall hi kharidwa diya."
Jibran: "Abhi toh outing baaki hai."
Lagbhag ek ghante baad Jibran Komal ke hostel pahunch jaata hai.
Komal pehle se hi hostel ke bahar chhote se park mein uska wait kar rahi hoti hai. Jaise hi Jibran ki nazar Komal par padti hai, woh uski taraf walk karta hua aata hai.
Jibran: "Hi!"
Komal: "Hi, bhai."
Dono ek doosre ko dekhkar smile karte hain. Jibran uske paas aata hai aur casually uska bag le leta hai.
Jibran: "Chalein?"
Komal haan mein sir hila deti hai.
Dono park se nikal kar footpath par walk karne lagte hain. Komal pyaar se Jibran ke haath mein apna haath daal leti hai aur dono bhai-behen aaram se baatein karte hue chalne lagte hain.
Thodi der baad Jibran poochta hai—
Jibran: "Toh kya program hai?"
Komal kandhe uchka kar bolti hai—
Komal: "Koi program nahi hai. Aap batao."
Jibran: "Mera program hai tumhara aaj ka mood theek karna."
Komal halki si smile karti hai.
Komal: "Kaise?"
Jibran bina jawab diye use ek shopping mall ki taraf le jaata hai.
Mall ke entrance par pahunchkar Komal ruk jaati hai.
Komal: "Bhai, yahan kyun le aaye?"
Jibran: "Kal ke liye koi achha sa dress lena hai."
Komal: "Mere paas itne saare dresses hain. Kuch bhi pehen lungi."
Jibran seedha mana kar deta hai.
Jibran: "Nahi. Aise nahi. Kal ke liye kuch special hona chahiye."
Komal: "Bhai, seriously, zaroorat nahi hai."
Jibran: "Aao. Bas ek baar dekh toh lo."
Jibran use mall ke ek achhe boutique mein le jaata hai.
Wahan Komal alag-alag dresses dekh rahi hoti hai, jabki Jibran uske liye options choose karta hai.
Komal: "Ye wala theek hai."
Jibran: "Nahi."
Komal: "Toh ye?"
Jibran: "Ye bhi nahi."
Komal: "Phir aap hi choose kar lo."
Jibran ek elegant dress nikaalta hai aur Komal ke saamne hold karta hai.
Jibran: "Ye. Ye tum par achha lagega."
Komal dress ko dekhti hai.
Komal: "Achha hai, lekin rehne do bhai. Mere paas already bahut hain."
Jibran: "Komal, ek baar bola na—kal ke liye ye wala."
Komal: "Nahi chahiye."
Jibran: "Chahiye."
Komal usse mana karti rehti hai, lekin Jibran finally dress purchase kar deta hai.
Shopping bag Komal ke haath mein dete hue woh kehta hai—
Jibran: "Bas. Ab ispe koi discussion nahi."
Komal aankhein ghumati hai.
Komal: "Aap na... bilkul nahi maante."
Jibran: "Tum bhi toh bilkul nahi maanti."
Dono hans padte hain.
Boutique se nikalne ke baad Jibran seedha use ek footwear store mein le jaata hai.
Komal ko pehle hi samajh aa jaata hai.
Komal: "Ab kya?"
Jibran: "Shoes."
Komal: "Bhai, shoes bhi hain mere paas."
Jibran: "Haan, woh daily wale formal-casual shoes hain.
Kal ke outfit ke saath kuch achha chahiye."
Komal ek normal pair ki taraf ishara karti hai.
Komal: "Ye le lete hain. Simple hai."
Jibran branded section ki taraf chala jaata hai.
Komal: "Bhai!"
Jibran: "Kya?"
Komal: "Itne expensive shoes ki kya zaroorat hai?"
Jibran: "Zaroorat nahi hai. Lekin achhe lag rahe hain."
Komal: "Main nahi loongi."
Jibran salesman ko bulata hai.
Jibran: "Ye wala pack kar dijiye."
Komal uski taraf disbelief se dekhti hai.
Komal: "Maine bola na nahi chahiye!"
Jibran: "Aur maine bola na, kal ke liye special hai."
Kuch hi der mein shoes bhi purchase ho jaate hain.
Komal shopping bag leti hai aur teasingly bolti hai—
Komal: "Aaj aapko kya ho gaya hai?"
Jibran: "Kuch nahi. Bas meri behen ko spoil karne ka mann hai."
Komal chup ho jaati hai, lekin uske face par ek genuine smile aa jaati hai.
Uske baad dono ek accessories store mein jaate hain.
Komal apne liye simple artificial jewellery choose karti hai.
Komal: "Ye earrings achhe hain."
Jibran: "Haan, le lo."
Komal jewellery ke saath ek handbag bhi dekh leti hai.
Bag usse pasand aa jaata hai, lekin price dekhkar woh turant peeche hat jaati hai.
Komal: "Nahi bhai, ye bahut expensive hai."
Jibran: "Pasand hai?"
Komal: "Haan, but..."
Jibran: "Toh le lo."
Komal: "Nahi. Itne paise spend karne ki zaroorat nahi hai."
Jibran: "Komal, agar achha lag raha hai toh le lo. Har cheez ke liye 'zaroorat' ka calculation mat kiya karo."
Komal: "But bhai..."
Jibran: "Bas. Kal ke liye hai. Tumhari saari cheezein daily use ke liye thodi hoti hain."
Komal phir bhi hesitate karti hai, lekin Jibran insist karke handbag bhi purchase kar deta hai.
Komal shopping bags ko dekhti hai aur sigh karti hai.
Komal: "Aapne mujhe shopping karwane ke naam pe poora mall hi kharidwa diya."
Jibran: "Abhi toh outing baaki hai."
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Update 97C
Dono ek chhote se cosmetic aur pharmacy ka mix shop mein chup-chaap khade the.
Jibran ne pehle apne liye kuch perfume liye.
Usne ek bottle uthayi aur Komal ko dekh kar muskuraya.
Jibran ne haath badhaya aur dusra bottle uthaya or perfume laga k try kia.
Komal ne usko dekh kar jaldi se uske bilkul kareeb aa gayi.
Uski saans uske gale se takra rahi thi.
Woh dheemi se uski khushboo mein chhupi hui aur khush khush boli:
“Bhai… bahut achi khushbu hai…”
Jibran ne muskurate hue Komal ke baal mein haath phira diya aur bola: meri ya perfume ki
“dono ki mere pyar … Bhai Jaan.”
Phir usne Komal ko kuch makeup ka saman zabardasti dila diya — lipstick, kajal, compact powder sab.
Jibran ne muskurate hue bola:
“Wese meri behan hai… toh bahut pyari lekin phir bhi makeup suit kar raha hoon.
Yeh lal wali lipstick kal ke liye…”
Komal ne sharma ke sir hilaya aur uske haath se saman basket me dal dia
Dono counter ki taraf aaye.
Wahan pe delay gels, condoms, lubricant sab rakhe the.
Jibran ne ek bottle uthaya aur Komal ko dekh kar muskurate hue bola:
“Beta… yehhi laiei thi na tum?”
Komal ne turant uski taraf dekha aur haath se uska muh dhakel diya:
“Shhh… ruko… koi dekh lega…
Niklo… is counter se!”
Itni hi der mein sales girl aayi aur muskurate hue boli:
“Sir… may I guide you?”
Jibran ne humm humm kiya.
Sales girl ne dusra gel dikhate hue bola:
“Sir… yeh dekho… yeh silicon 2 in 1 play and ride hai… maximum lasting…”
Jibran ne Komal se poocha:
“Beta… kitni lasting chahiye?”
Komal ne turant kaha:
“No no thanks…”
Sales girl phir se boli:
“Madam… yeh best hai… aankh maar ke maine try kiya hai… aap bhi enjoy karogi…”
Komal ne phir se kaha:
“No no thanks… don’t need…”
Thoda aage badhte hi Jibran ne ek packet uthaya aur Komal ko dekh kar muskurate hue bola:
“Beta… yeh try kar lo…”
Komal ne casually le liya.
Counter pe payment karte waqt basket mein sab badi-badi cheezein daalte hue end mein Jibran ne Durex Invisible Super Ultra Thin ka pack uthaya aur Komal ke haath mein de diya.
Komal ne usko dekh kar gusse se Jibran ko dekha aur muskurate hue bola:
“Wapas basket mein daal… side kar de!”
Usne wapas basket mein daal diya.
Dono shop se bahar nikalte hi Komal ne Jibran ke haath mein haath daal diya aur muskurate hue boli:
“Bhai… na kro… na yeh awkward lag raha hai… public ke beech mein…”
Itna acha mood he q kharab krnay pe lage hoe
Or sir shoulder pe rkh leti he.
Dono ek chhote se cosmetic aur pharmacy ka mix shop mein chup-chaap khade the.
Jibran ne pehle apne liye kuch perfume liye.
Usne ek bottle uthayi aur Komal ko dekh kar muskuraya.
Jibran ne haath badhaya aur dusra bottle uthaya or perfume laga k try kia.
Komal ne usko dekh kar jaldi se uske bilkul kareeb aa gayi.
Uski saans uske gale se takra rahi thi.
Woh dheemi se uski khushboo mein chhupi hui aur khush khush boli:
“Bhai… bahut achi khushbu hai…”
Jibran ne muskurate hue Komal ke baal mein haath phira diya aur bola: meri ya perfume ki
“dono ki mere pyar … Bhai Jaan.”
Phir usne Komal ko kuch makeup ka saman zabardasti dila diya — lipstick, kajal, compact powder sab.
Jibran ne muskurate hue bola:
“Wese meri behan hai… toh bahut pyari lekin phir bhi makeup suit kar raha hoon.
Yeh lal wali lipstick kal ke liye…”
Komal ne sharma ke sir hilaya aur uske haath se saman basket me dal dia
Dono counter ki taraf aaye.
Wahan pe delay gels, condoms, lubricant sab rakhe the.
Jibran ne ek bottle uthaya aur Komal ko dekh kar muskurate hue bola:
“Beta… yehhi laiei thi na tum?”
Komal ne turant uski taraf dekha aur haath se uska muh dhakel diya:
“Shhh… ruko… koi dekh lega…
Niklo… is counter se!”
Itni hi der mein sales girl aayi aur muskurate hue boli:
“Sir… may I guide you?”
Jibran ne humm humm kiya.
Sales girl ne dusra gel dikhate hue bola:
“Sir… yeh dekho… yeh silicon 2 in 1 play and ride hai… maximum lasting…”
Jibran ne Komal se poocha:
“Beta… kitni lasting chahiye?”
Komal ne turant kaha:
“No no thanks…”
Sales girl phir se boli:
“Madam… yeh best hai… aankh maar ke maine try kiya hai… aap bhi enjoy karogi…”
Komal ne phir se kaha:
“No no thanks… don’t need…”
Thoda aage badhte hi Jibran ne ek packet uthaya aur Komal ko dekh kar muskurate hue bola:
“Beta… yeh try kar lo…”
Komal ne casually le liya.
Counter pe payment karte waqt basket mein sab badi-badi cheezein daalte hue end mein Jibran ne Durex Invisible Super Ultra Thin ka pack uthaya aur Komal ke haath mein de diya.
Komal ne usko dekh kar gusse se Jibran ko dekha aur muskurate hue bola:
“Wapas basket mein daal… side kar de!”
Usne wapas basket mein daal diya.
Dono shop se bahar nikalte hi Komal ne Jibran ke haath mein haath daal diya aur muskurate hue boli:
“Bhai… na kro… na yeh awkward lag raha hai… public ke beech mein…”
Itna acha mood he q kharab krnay pe lage hoe
Or sir shoulder pe rkh leti he.
