ہم نے کہا تھا گھر جاؤ گے، کس جگہ پہنچے ہو؟ آخر دیکھو۔

Hum na kehte ghar jaoge, kis jagah pahunche ho. Aakhir dekho.

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[YEH HANEEN KO DIYE JANE WALE DINNER SE CHAAR DIN BAAD KA ZIKAR HAI.]

Raat ka andhera har shoo phela tha. Sardi mazeed barh gayi thi. Chhote baagiche wale ghar mein, Saadi ke kamre mein andhera tha. Wo kambal taane gehri neend so raha tha. Yaka yak woh zara sa hila. Phir kambal hataya toh bikhre baal aur chehra wazeh hua. Woh achambhe se idhar udhar dekh raha tha. Dimagh itna soya hua tha ke maloom na padta yeh awaaz kidhar se aa rahi thi. Zoo zoo.

Usne takiya hataya. Neeche mobile baj raha tha. "Ah." Woh neend se kraha. Mobile uthaya. Raat ke dedh baje aur anjaan number. Uktakar usne phone kaan se lagaya. "Hello?" Awaaz bhaari aur neend mein doobi nikli.

"Saadi abhi is waqt mere ghar aa sakte ho?"

Uski neend mein doobi aankhein zara si khuli. "Kon hai?"

"Saadi utho, aur meri baat suno." Zara zor se kaha gaya toh woh chonk kar utha.

"Hashim bhai? Khairiyat? Hairat se aankhein mali. Table lamp jalaya. Ghari roshan hui. Dedh baje.

"Abhi is waqt mere ghar aao apni behan ko le kar traffic nahi hoga bees minute lagenge. Tum dono aao aur ikkiswa minute nahi hona chahiye." Uska lehja, andaaz Saadi fikarmand ho gaya.

"Magar hua kya hai?"

"Tum abhi tak bistar se nahi nikle kya? Jaldi karo yaar, main intezaar kar raha hoon." Aur phone band ho gaya. Woh hairan-o-preshan sa baitha reh gaya, phir tezi se bistar se nikla. Do teen minute baad woh munh pe cheente maar, kapde badal kar jacket pehne, car ki chabi uthaye, bahar aaya toh lounge se awaaz aa rahi thi. Maloom tha woh jaagi hui hogi.

Computer ke samne kursi pe per upar kar ke baithi head phone chadhaye, hastay hui screen ko dekhte saath pyale se popcorn uthakar munh mein rakhti, Haneen roz raat gayi tak wahi pai jaati thi. Aahat Par chonki phir bhai ko aate dekh kar pur-josh si batane lagi.

"Pata hai, Super Junior (Korea ka aik band) aik show mein aaye hue hain aur unko log apne masle bata rahe hain, jaise aik larke ka dost saanp aur bichhoo khane lag gaya hai to wo.."

Toh Saadi ne aage aakar computer ki taar kenchi.

"Sweater pehno aur bahar aao, mein car mein intezaar kar raha hoon."

"Haan!?" Wo hekka bakka gayi. Phir ghusse se head phone utare. "Itni mushkil se video download ki thi aur..."

"Haneen jaldi karo. Koi wajah hai toh keh raha hoon na." Sakhti se keh kar woh bahar nikal gaya. Car start ki toh woh bhi aahi gayi. Green lamba overcoat pehene jo tha to l shop ka tha lekin ammi ki takeed ki kehna hai Sara London se laayi hai. andar sweater gardan ke gird dupatta aur baal hairband laga kar khule chhode chehre par dhero narazi liye. Chup chaap front seat pe aa baithi. Saadi khamoshi se drive karta raha. Phir Haneen ne apne (aur ammi ke mushtarka) mobile pe gaana on kar liya.

Saath mein gungunane lagi. "Band karo is Super Junior ke Mama Seeta ko."

"Yeh Mama seeta nahi hai city Hunter ka gana hai, ismein Lee Min Ho aata hai. Pata hai, uske baap ko government ne maar diya hota hai to woh kayi saal baad inteqam lene Korea ke sadar ka security officer tainat ho jaata hai aur— (Phir ruki) —Hum kahan ja rahe hain?"

"Hashim bhai ne bulaaya hai, Koi masla hai."

Wo hairan rehogi. "To hum kya kar sakte hain? Kya Hashim bhai khud har masla sambhal nahi liya karte?" Uski naqal utar kar sar jhatka.

"Mera khayaal hai duniya mein abhi kuch maslay hain jinhein woh nahi sambhal sakte." Saadi ne gehri saans bhar kar shaane uchkaye.

Jab car Kardar-e-Qasr ke andarooni darwaze mein daakhil hue to Hashim saamne hi khada tha. Siyaah trouser pe gray T-shirt pehne woh theek nahi lag raha tha. Unhone shayad pehli baar use T-shirt mein dekha tha.

"Upar mere kamre me jao, me aa raha hoon." Usne Saadi ko ishaara kiya. Uska huliya saath hi mashroof magar pareshan andaaz. Aur phir palat kar lounge mein pareshani se tehalti, kuch bolti Jawahirat.

"Mujhe samajh nahi aa rahi tum itni der kyun kar rahe ho Hashim? Inko paise do aur mere bete ko wapas lao." Daba daba ghurrati, wo ruki dono behen bhai ko dekh kar jhatka laga. "Inko bulaane ki kya zarurat thi?"

Saadi Haneen ka haath thame foran upar le aaya. Hashim ke kamre ka darwaza kholne se pehle unhone neeche Hashim ko kehte suna.

"Mummy aap aaraam se baith jaiye, main kar raha hoon na." Uske kandhe pe haath rakh kar do samjha raha tha. Darwaza band hua to aawazo ka rasta ruk gaya.

Andar kamre ki saari battiya khud bakhud jal uthi. Woh dono khamosh aur gher aaram deh se couch par jaa baithe. Meiz pe Hashim ka laptop rakha tha. Woh on tha magar screen standby par thi. Siyaah tareek.

"Yeh kya ho raha hai bhai?"

"Koi masla hai unke ghar mein." aur tabhi woh ujlat se darwaza kholta andar aaya. Saamne meiz ke kinaare baitha. Haneen ke bilkul saamne. Saadi ko dekh bhi nahi raha tha.

"Haneen bache ab jo mein poochu mujhe sach sach batana."

Haneen ne na samajhi se use dekha aur phir Saadi ko.

"Jee."

"Kya tumhara Alicia se koi contact hai?"

"Nahi."

"Tum sach keh rahi ho? " Hashim ne usay ghour se dekhte hue poocha to Haneen ke abroo ten gaye.

"Main aap se darti nahi hoon jo jhoot bolugi. Na us se raabta rakhne ke liye mujhe aap ki ijazat chahiye."

"Haneen." Saadi ne usay tadibi andaaz mein ghoora, magar wahan kise asar hona tha.

"Okay. Magar kya tum janti ho woh abhi kahan hai? Ya maloom kar ke de sakti ho?"

"Magar hua kya hai?"

Hashim ne gehri saans li, tirchhe ho kar laptop ki keys ko chhua. Screen roshan hui.

"Sheru Taiwan se Korea gaya tha. Wapas nahi aaya. Dedh ghante pehle mujhe Facebook pe kisi anjaan ID ki jaanib se video mili hai inke liye."

Haneen aur Saadi ne chonk kar usay dekha. Nosherwan agwa ho gaya tha aur Hashim ne unhain bulaya tha?

Woh ab video khol raha tha. Screen par ek kamra tha. Lakdi ka farsh, peeche sliding door, couch, Almari, chhat. Peeche nazar aata ek switch board. Wast mein rakhi kursi jismein Nosherwan baitha tha, haath peechay bandhe the. Bikhre baal, royi royi aankhein. Gardan jhuki hui. Camera on hua. To usne chehra uthaya. Woh shadeed takleef mein lag raha tha.

"Dad, bhai, yeh log aap ko ek account number aur ek raqam email kar rahe hain aur-—" (woh ruk kar camera ki simt dekhne laga jahan se usay hidayat mil rahi thi. Yaqinan agwa kaar wahi khade usay mutanbah kar rahe thay. Chehre par khauf liye, sheru thook nigalta phir se kehne laga.) "—Aap chaar ghante ke andar yeh raqam bhijwa de, warna yeh mujhe maar denge. Main Korea mein hoon. Agar aap mein se koi ghar se bhi nikla ya yahan aane ki koshish ki ya kisi ko call karne ki to yeh mujhe maar denge." Aansoo khaufzuda, harasa Sheru ki aankhon se behne lagay. Sada ka darpok sheru billi ka bacha lag raha tha.

"Bhai please mujhe yahan se nikaal lo. Aur kisi ko phone mat karna. Yeh log bohot khatarnak hain. Mujhe maar denge. Inke paas aap ke tamam numbers hain yeh har cheez monitor kar rahe hain." Aur screen siyah ho gayi.

Saadi ne be-yaqeeni ke aalam mein sar uthaya. Hashim thaka thaka aur pareshan nazar aa raha tha.

"Kya aap ne police ko call kiya? Aap ke to kitne hi connections honge agencies mein?"

"Kiya tha. Mere log Korean police se baat kar rahe thay jab yeh doosri video moosool hui. Tumhein call karne ke das minute baad."

Chand button dabaye aur paighaam khola.

Wohi kamra aur waise hi nadhaal bandha hua Shiru. Albatta ab uske mathe se khoon beh raha tha.

"Bhai, unhone mana kiya tha kisi ko call karne se, aap log kyun aisa kar rahe hain? Mujh se koi mohabbat nahi hai aap ko? Ek monster ko bhi apne bachay se mohabbat hoti hai. Please inko raqam de aur mujhe yahan se nikaliye. Warna yeh pehle mere kaan kaatenge, phir ungliyan." Video khatam hui aur Hashim ke chehre ki takleef barh gayi. Shiru ka khoon nikalte dekhna bohot aziyatnaak tha. Haneen khamosh thi aur Saadi hakka bakka.

"Kya woh log aap ke phones bug kar rahe hain?"

"Main nahi jaanta magar ab hum kisi se rabta nahi kar rahe. Main ne sab ko mana kar diya hai."

"Magar—" Saadi bechaini se aage hua. "Yeh khaali kholi dhamki bhi to ho sakti hai. Aap khufiya tor par kisi se raabta karne ki koshish—"

"Woh mera bhai hai, main usay khatre mein nahi daal sakta."

"Aur... is mamle mein hum kya kar sakte hain?" Haneen pehli dafa boli. Dekh, woh abhi tak screen ko rahi thi. (Is looser ke kaan ki jagah baal kaat dein, woh to kitna achha ho. Umhmm, yeh to aaine dekhte hi mar jayega.)

"Mujhe shakk hai ke is mein Alicia mulawis ho sakti hai."

"Kabhi nahi." Hannah ne nagawari se usay toka. "Woh kamzor aur buzdil si hai. Aap ke bhai ko agwa, namumkin."

"Woh kisi ke saath mil kar yeh kar sakti hai. Main ne uski Facebook profile check ki thi. Dekho, usne cover photo Seoul (Korea ka ek sheher) ki laga rakhi hai. " Usne screen par Alicia ki profile khol kar dikhayi.

"Yeh usne koi chhe mah pehle lagayi thi, aur woh is liye ke hum ke dramas aur K-pop ke shaukeen hain. Humein K culture pasand hai, meri bhi profile pe yeh sab hai. Iska yeh matlab to nahi ke main Korea mein hoon is waqt."

"Magar is wahem ki mujhe tasdeeq karni hai. Agar Khawar hota to woh yeh sab kar leta, magar woh do din pehle apne kisi kaam se mulk se bahar gaya hai. Main uske baghair bilkul mafluj hoon."

Mez ke kinare pe baitha qadre be-basi se kehta, Hashim par Saadi ko tars aaya.

"Hashim bhai, hum aap ki har mumkin madad karenge. Aap bataiye kya karna hai."

Is baat par Hannah ne ghoor kar Saadi ko dekha aur phir Hashim ko. Woh abhi tak nagawari mehsoos kar rahi thi.

"Okay, Haneen suno. Tum Hacking janti ho. Tum ne Dad ko koi dafa bataya tha. So tum Alicia ki location trace karo. Saath mein tum is video bhejne wale ki location bhi trace karo. Phir us foreign bank account ko trace karo ke yeh kis ke naam hai aur us shakhs ki tamam tafseelaat mujhe do. Saath hi Sheru ke mobile ko trace karne ki koshish karo ke aakhri dafa woh kab aur kahan istemal hua tha. Filhaal woh band hai. Kitni der mein tum yeh sab kar sakti ho?" Woh sanjeeda tha aur Haneen ne itni hi sanjeedgi se sar hilaya.

"Das se barah minute mein."

"Wakai?" Hashim to Hashim Saadi ko bhi jhatka laga.

"Sure! Yeh to koi masla hi nahi hai. Magar aap ne set nahi lagaya abhi tak." Masoomiyat se idhar-udhar dekha.

"Kya?" Hashim samajha nahi.

"Kyun? Hum Hollywood ke kisi set pe hain na aur main to hoon hi Nolan Ross jo khat khat kar ke sab kuch fatafat hack kar lugi aur das minute mein masla hal ho jayega."

"Haneen!" Saadi ne uske joote pe jo ta rak kar dabaya.

"Sorry Hashim bhai, magar Nolan aur Huck jese Horribly Hilarious Hackers sirf Hollywood mein hote hain. Main internet se kisi bank ka mainframe hack nahi kar sakti. Na hi hum Facebook message se kisi ka IP address ya location maloom kar sakte hain. Is ke liye hame Facebook company se raabta karna hoga, aur is mein do mah lagege."

Hashim lab neeche, sulagti hui nigahon se usay dekh raha tha. (Bad-tameez ladki.)

"To tum kya kar sakti ho?"

"Aise mat dekhiye mujhe, Khawar bhi yeh nahi kar sakta koi nahi kar sakta. Aap yeh keh rahe hai ke aapko cake chahiye aur me deewar lage backery ke istihar ko faad kar cake nikalu. Magar istihar ke kagaz ke peeche deewar hoti hai backery nahi! Cake nikalne ke liye hame taala todna padega, ghar baithe yeh sab nahi ho sakta."

"Yaani tum kuch bhi nahi kar sakti."

"Khair ye bhi nahi kaha maine! Mein yeh kar sakti hoon ki Alicia ko email karti hoon, uske jawab se uski location dhundhati hoon. Saath hi saath us video bhejne wale ka account hack karti hoon, shayad uske apne inbox se koi surag mil jaye. Koi phone number, koi doosra email address."

Hashim khush nahi tha, magar uth khada hua. "Okay, tum kaam shuru karo."

"Abhi nahi kar sakti main kuch." Woh uski baat par jaate jaate palta. Saadi ne bhi hairat se usay dekha. Haneen ne be-niyazi se shaane uchkaaye. "Asal mein khaali mede (pet) ke sath mera dimagh kaam nahi karta. Balke mujhe to lag raha hai ke mera sugar level bhi low ho raha hai."

Hashim ne goya jhapatt kar intercom uthaya aur zabt karte hue chaba chaba kar bola, "Mary! uper aao aur madam jo kahin unko paanch minute mein bana kar la do. Hurry up."

Aur dhaar se darwaza band karta bahar nikal gaya.

"Tum kuch zyada hi bad tameez hoti ja rahi ho," Saadi ne waqai ghusse se uska baazu jhanjhora. "Abhi popcorn nahi kha kar aa rahi kya?"

"Ek to acha bhala Super Junior dekh rahi thi, upar se sardi. Khwamkha mujhe uthaya, woh bhi is anokhe laadle ke liye. Ab bhugte" Woh dhitai se shaane uchkaati laptop qareeb karne lagi.

Chand minute baad laptop god mein tha, ek haath mein juice ka glass. Samne pan pizza, cutlets, sauce, French fries. Munh musalsal chalate hue woh keys dabaa rahi thi. Saadi chup chaap usay dekhta raha, toh usne French fries ki plate barhayi.

"Khaenge?"

"Unka bhai agwah ho gaya hai, sara ghar pareshan hai, agwaakaar pachaas crore mang rahe hain, aur tum kha rahi ho?"

Haneen ne juice ka ghont bhara aur sanjeedgi se usay dekha. "Pachaas crore mein kitne zero hotay hain?"

"Uff..." Woh karah kar utha aur bahar nikal aaya.

Seedhiyon ke uper railing se jhaanka.

Aurangzeb pareshani se maatha masalte baithe thay. Hashim idhar udhar chakkar kaat raha tha aur Jawahirat hizyani andaaz mein chilla rahi thi.

"Tum log paise kyun nahi de rahe? Woh Sheru ko maar denge!" Aansu uski aankhon se ubalne ko tayyar the.

"Ham paise de denge, baat paiso ki nahi hai. Magar Sheru ne unki shaklein dekh rakhi hongi. Kya guarantee hai ke woh paise le kar usko chhod denge? Aisay log tawan le kar maghwi ko maar diya karte hain."

"To tum kisi cheez ka intezaar kar rahe ho?" Aurangzeb bhi ghusse se bole the.

"Un ki location ya un ke baare mein koi maloomat. Koi leverage hona chahiye humare paas jiske upar hum un se sheru ko zinda salaamat wapas le."

Jawahirat nafi mein sar hilati, nadhal si baith gayi. Hashim mobile pe number milane laga.

Saadi afsos se wapis palat aaya. Andar woh sofa pe pechi, Hashim ke headphones chadhaye, chips khate hue screen ko dekh rahi thi.

"Kya koi nai video aayi hai?" Woh taizi se lapka.

"Uh-hm. Main Uske account ko hack karne ki koshish kar rahi hoon. Chand ghante lagenge. Jab tak main is drama ki aakhri do qissate dekh lu." Bade gaur se screen ko dekhte hue keh rahi thi. Woh jo josh se apka tha, jhaag ki tarah baith gaya.

"Pata hai bhai, itna maza ka drama hai 49 Days. Is mein jo heroine hai na..."

"Ya Allah, kab North Korea atom bomb banayega aur kab usay South Korea pe girayega. Kab jaan chhutegi is k culture se?" Woh kraah kar peeche ho gaya.

Haneen ke drama sar chakra dete thay. Woh munh bana kar "hunh", phir se dekhne lagi.

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ویران سرائے کا دیا ہے، جو کون و مکان میں جل رہا ہے۔

Veeran Sarai ka diya hai. jo kaun-o-makaan mein jal raha hai.

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Us raat bhi hawalti kothi ki salakhon ka sirf kinara roshan tha, baaki sab tareeki mein dooba tha. Ek kone mein Faris aur doosre mein Ahmer. Door door chhat ki taraf dekh rahe the. Faris roshni wale kone mein tha, tube light ki madham si kiran uski taareek duniya ko roshan karne ke liye kaafi thi.

Uski koshish ke bawajood Ahmer us cell se nahi gaya tha. Ab usne koshish bhi tark kar di thi.

"Faris bhai!" Usne halka sa pukara. Chhat ki taraf dekhte Faris ki peshani par bal pade.

"Kya tumhe kisi ne khamosh rehna nahi sikhaya?"

"Maine seekha hi nahi. Waise koi sikhane wala tha bhi nahi." Qadre tawaquf kiya. "Aap namaz padhte hain?"

"Hmm."

"Woh toh maine dekha hi tha. Namaz mein bhi sath wali kothi se kya awaaz aa rahi hai, sab khabar hoti hai aapko."

"Sabko hoti hai. Ab so jao." Woh bezar hua.

"Suno na... Kya hamesha se padhte the?"

"Nahi, jail mein aane ke baad shuru ki."

"Toh aap kyun padhte hain namaaz? Apne sage bhai ke qatl ke ilzaam—"

"Woh mera sotela bhai tha, apne facts durust kar rakho."

Ahmer ne bohut hairat se use dekha. "Matlab woh aapko pasand nahi tha?"

"Sirf tumhari ghalti durust kar raha hoon, zyada Stepney na ho, (zyada chipko nahi)."

"Toh kyun padhte hain aap namaz?"

"Mujhe khud nahi pata," woh bohot der baad bola. "Kuch din padhta hoon josh se, phir dheela pad jaata hoon, aur kai din yun guzar jaate hain jaise andheri surang mein hoon. Phir kuch din padhta hoon. Tab apna aap bohot nek lagta hai halka aur paarsa. phir dheela ho jaata hoon aur yeh padhne na padhne ka chakkar kabhi khatam hi nahi hota. Chaahu toh har waqt padhun, mere andar bohot stamina hai. Magar meri namaaz mujh pe koi farq nahi dalti. Shayad Mera dil sakht ho gaya hai."

"Usne bhi yahi kaha tha," chit lete Ahmer ne hole se kaha, toh Faris chonka.

"Kisne?"

"Chudail ne. Pichle saal aaya tha mein, Aurangzeb sahab ke kehne pe aap ki peshi dekhne. Tab jab unhone chudail ko gawahi ke liye bulaya tha, toh usne bhi yahi kaha."

"Koun chudail?"

"Oh ho, procescutor Zumar ghunghriyale baalo wali chudail."

Faris ke abroo tan gaye, na-pasandeedgi se gardan mod kar use dekha.

"Bako mat," magar usne nahi suna. Woh chhat ko dekhta keh raha tha.

"Jab isteghasa ne usse uski haalat ka poocha, toh usne kaha—'Mere paas khone ko kuch nahi bacha, meri namaaz bhi nahi. Kyunki ab namaaz ke aakhir mein dua nahi maangti. Mere haadse ne mera dil, meri zindagi, meri namaaz, har shey ko murda kar diya.'"

Faris chup raha. Chehra wapas pher liya. Nigahein chhat pe jaa tiki.

"Main bhi paanch waqt ki namaaz padhna chahta hoon. Acchi aur lambi wali namaaz, zinda namaaz. Magar mujhse yeh nahi hota. Kya Karu?"

"Prosecutor se poochho."

Is baat pe Ahmer hansa. Bahar phaili sard raat har guzarate pal ke saath aur siyah hoti gayi.

"Acha sune, aap ka case kaisa jaa raha hai?" Uske rukh karwat badli, Woh usse kaafi faasle par kamar ke bal leta chhat ko dekh raha tha. Uska safed kurta andhere mein bhi dhamak raha tha.

"Dhai saal mein sirf teen peshiya hui hain, kaisa jaa raha hoga?"

"Oh. Meri toh chand din mein chaar ho chuki hain."

"Kyuki tum Aurangzeb Kardar ke aadmi ho." Faris ke andar tak karwahat phel gayi.

"Na Kare yaar, kyun unse itne khafa hain? Woh bure nahi hain, bas apna faida upar rakha unhone."

"Aur woh bhi tumhare kehne pe." Talkhi se nigah pher kar Ahmer ko dekha.

"Waise ab tak kya kya reporting kar chuke ho mere baare mein?"

"Hashim se mulaqat nahi hui dobara, na kisi aur ne kuch poocha. Agar puchhega toh bata dunga."

"Kya?"

"Itna hi jitna aap ke baare mein saari jail ko maloom hai—jhagde, phadde wagera." Woh la-parwahi se hansa.

"Aur agar main kahun ke mujhe is case mein bhi tumhare sabqa boss ne phansaya hai, toh unko bata doge?"

Ahmer ek dum kohni ke bal uth kar baith gaya, hairat aur achmbhe se uska chehra dekha.

"Kardar sahab ne? Woh kyun phansayenge aapko?"

"Woh nahi... Hashim. Main yeh nahi keh raha ke usne hi dono qatl karwaye hain, bas itna keh raha hoon ke agar woh chahta, toh aaj main baahir hota."

Ahmer kuch der sochta raha, phir nafi mein sir hilaya. "Nahi, Faris bhai. Jin dino aap giraftar hue the, main din raat Kardar sahab ke saath hota tha. Woh waqai aap ke liye pareshaan the, magar kuch meri hikmat-e-amli aur kuch unki apni soch thi ke unhone aap ke upar se haath khench liya."

"Election jeetne ke baad toh woh meri madad kar sakte the na?"

"Mera khayal hai, unki nazar mein aap qusoorwar the. Haan, magar Hashim ne toh aap ke liye bohot bhaag daud ki. Main un dino wahin tha na. Hashim ne baarha aap ko bequsoor kaha, aur in dino woh office, jail, kachahri ke chakkar laga laga kar thaka hua lagta tha, magar usne aap ka saath nahi chhoda. Theek hai, aap usko pasand nahi karte, magar uske baare mein itna ghalat mat sochiye."

Faris kaafi der khamoshi se chhat ko dekhta raha.

"Shayad tum durust keh rahe ho. Shuru mein uspe shak tha, magar phir itne saal is baare mein socha. Hamare jaidad ke jhagde itne bade nahi the ke woh mujhe andar karwate, jabke main unse kuch maang bhi nahi raha tha. Doosra, unki mere bhai ya uski biwi se koi dushmani nahi thi. Koi bhi cheez unki taraf ishaara nahi karti... magar—" wo lehze bhar ko thehra.

Ahmar dhyaan se sun raha tha.

"Magar aakhri fatwa dil se liya jata hai, aur mera dil Hashim ke liye kabhi accha nahi soch sakta."

"Aap ko unke baare mein nahi, yahaan se nikalne ke baare mein sochna chahiye."

"Toh kya karun? Jail tod doon?" Woh koft-zada ho gaya.

"Acha ek baat toh bataiye—" Magar Faris ko ab mehsoos hua ke woh kuch zyada hi bol gaya hai. Foran karwat badal li.

"Chup kar jao. Zyada Stepney na ho."

Uske andaz par Ahmar ne munh banaya. "Hunh!" Aur bure dil ke saath wapas let gaya.

"You know, mere bhi kuch prisoner rights hain, aur inmein se sabse pehli cheez saaf suthri fiza ka hona, hygiene wali diet ka hona aur—"

Thodi der baad Stepney phir shuru ho chuka tha.

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