Insaan ki zindagi mein baaz aise marahal aate hain jab woh apne aur paraaye ki tameez kho baithta hai.
Basa auqaat ird gird apne dikhaai dene wale haqeeqat mein ghair nikalte hain
aur ghair samjhe jaane wale dil ke qareeb ho jaate hain.
Kuch aisa hi mere saath bhi hua.
Aik shakhs aisa mila jise mein ne apni soch aur apne ehsaasaat mein jagah de di. Pehli mulaqaat hi mein yun mehsoos hua jaise barson ki shanaasai ho jab ke is din se pehle mein ne un ki soorat tak nah dekhi thi. Khair waqt guzarta gaya aur qurbat barhti gayi. Har guzarti ghari hamein is qadar qareeb le aayi ke hum aik dosre ko bhai ke siwa kisi aur nisbat se pukaarne mein jhijhak mehsoos karte.
Yeh rafaqat aur mohabbat ka safar kayi maah tak isi garmajoshi ke saath jaari raha. Phir aahista aahista zindagi ne woh morr liya jahan hamari rahein juda hona muqaddar thehrein. Woh apni simt chal parre aur mein apni raah par gaamzan hogaya. Jismaani tor par faaslay barh gaye, magar dilon ka talluq abhi baqi tha.
Jab kabhi yaad ka silsila chalta aur hamare mabain guftagu ka aaghaz hojata to second minuteon mein, minute ghanton mein badal jatay, magar dil ki taskeen phir bhi mukammal nah hoti.
Yun lagta jaise batein abhi baqi hon magar waqt ki gardish ne aahista aahista is talluq ki chamak damak madham kardi. Guftagu kam hoti gayi, aur qurbat aik rasmi rabtey mein badalne lagi.
Ab haal yeh hai ke rabita to mojood hai, magar woh pehle jaisi apnaiyat baqi nahi rahi. Zaroorat ke waqt chand lafzon mein dua salaam hojati hai, aur yun apnaiyat phir ajnabiyat ka roop dhaar leti hai. Yaadein aaj bhi subah o shaam dil ke dareechon par dastak deti hain magar himmat nahi hoti ke dobara pehal ki jaye.
Aik mauqa par hum ne inhen is yaqeen ke saath yaad kiya ke woh hamare apne hain, hamari khatir apni masroofiyat ko pas o paish kar den ge. Magar shayad un ki tarjeehat badal chuki theen. Isi lamhe shiddat se ehsas hua ke mojooda daur mein apna aur paraya pehchanna kitna dushwaar ho chuka hai.
Zindagi hamein yahi sikhati hai ke talluqaat hamesha aik jaise nahi rehte. Kuch log hamare dil mein yaad ban kar reh jaate hain, aur yahi yaadein hamein pukhta, samajhdar aur haqeeqat shanaas bana deti hain
Kabhi kisi ke mil jaane se itne pur umeed mat hua karo ke un ki judai aap ki hayaat e jaawidaan cheen le.
Kabhi kisi ke rooth jaane se itne mayoos mat hua karo ke zindagi maut maloom hone lage,
Yeh duniya ka dastoor hai kayi chehre aayen ge jayen ge bas apni yaad wohi chhor jayen ge jo dil ke sache waadon ke pakke hon ge,
(Raqeema e Khaksar Jamaluddin Anwari) 🖋️
★He felt like a stranger, even though he was my own★
There are certain stages in a person's life when they lose the ability to distinguish between their own and strangers.
Sometimes, those who appear to be our own turn out to be strangers in reality,
and those considered strangers become close to the heart.
Something similar happened to me.
I met a person whom I gave a place in my thoughts and feelings. In the very first meeting, it felt like we had known each other for years, even though I had never seen their face before that day. Well, time passed, and the closeness grew. Every passing moment brought us so close that we hesitated to call each other by any relation other than brother.
This journey of companionship and love continued with the same warmth for several months. Then, slowly, life took a turn where our paths were destined to diverge. They went their way, and I embarked on my path. Physically, distances increased, but the connection of hearts remained.
Whenever the chain of memories started and a conversation began between us, seconds turned into minutes, and minutes into hours, but the heart's satisfaction was still not complete.
It felt as if there were still things to talk about, but the passage of time gradually dimmed the sparkle of this relationship. The conversation decreased, and the closeness began to turn into a formal contact.
Now, the situation is that contact exists, but the same sense of belonging is no longer there. In times of need, a few words of greetings are exchanged, and thus, belonging takes the form of estrangement again. Memories still knock on the windows of the heart morning and evening, but there is no courage to take the initiative again.
On one occasion, we remembered them with the certainty that they were our own, that they would prioritize us over their own engagements. But perhaps their priorities had changed. At that moment, it was strongly felt how difficult it has become to recognize one's own and strangers in the present era.
Life teaches us that relationships do not always remain the same. Some people remain in our hearts as memories, and these memories make us mature, understanding, and realistic.
Never be so hopeful of finding someone that their separation takes away your eternal life.
Never be so disappointed by someone's displeasure that life feels like death.
This is the way of the world, many faces will come and go, only those who are true to their hearts and firm in their promises will leave their mark,
(Written by the humble Jamaluddin Anwari) 🖋️