Chuppi Batein aur Khaamosh Alvida

Us din jab Aarav ne goodbye kaha, kuch alag tha.

Café ke kone wali table par baith kar hum dono waise hi coffee pee rahe the jaise har baar peete the. Lekin uski aankhon mein woh chamak nahi thi… woh halki si muskurahat thi, lekin jaise uske peeche dard chup gaya ho. Usne mujhe dekha, thoda sa thehra, aur bola, “Kal se kuch din ke liye shaayad main na aa paun.”

Maine casually poocha, “Trip pe ja rahe ho?”

Woh sirf haan mein sir hila kar reh gaya. Lekin us haan mein ek khaamoshi thi, jaise uske peeche sau baatein ho, jo kehna chahta ho, par keh nahi raha. Mere dil ne ek pal ke liye theher ke socha, "Kya main kuch poochhun?" Par uske chehre ka sukoon dekh kar main chup ho gayi.

Phir bhi, maine halka sa muskurate hue kaha, “Jaana hai toh jao, waapas aane ka vaada toh kar lo.”

Aarav ne kuch nahi kaha. Sirf ek lambe se nazar se mujhe dekha. Jaise aankhon ke raaste yaad rakh lena chahta ho. Jaise uss ek pal ko mehsoos kar ke jeena chahta ho.

Fir usne kaha, “Tum jaanti ho na... main lafzon ka aadmi nahi hoon. Par tum samajh jaati ho.”

Maine us pal mein bas sir hila diya. Jaise kuch toot raha tha andar. Par uske samne main muskurayi.

Woh chala gaya.

Aur main... wahi bethi reh gayi.

Uske baad kuch din toh café jaana chhod diya maine. Har jagah uska hona mehsoos hota tha. Woh table, woh kursi, uska coffee ka mug, aur uske baat karne ka tareeka. Jaise har kona uski yaadon se bhara ho. Jaise hawa bhi uski baatein dohra rahi ho.

Main sochti rahi, kya ye sirf ek chhoti si doori hai, ya ek lambe faasle ka shuruat?

Ek hafte baad uska ek message aaya:

> “Tumhara favorite quote yaad aaya—‘What is essential is invisible to the eye.’ Shayad isiliye tumhari muskurahat sabse zyada dard chhupati hai. Take care, Aashi.”

Bas itna hi. Koi location nahi, koi vada nahi, koi wapas aane ka din nahi. Sirf ek ehsaas, ek hint, ek dard jo usne mere liye likh diya tha. Uski baatein phir se wahi thi—lafzon mein mohabbat nahi kehna... par unke har harf mein sirf mohabbat bhar dena.

Aur main? Main har din us message ko padh ke, uski yaadon ke saath ek nayi diary likhne lagi. Har page mein woh tha. Har raat mein uski aahat.

Woh gaya nahi tha. Woh bas mere aaspaas zyada mehsoos hone laga tha.....

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this time I wanted to write something new although I'm not good at urdu and hindi as I'm from marathi background. I tried hard to make it more readable .I hope this will be of your liking. And it's been a long since I have wrote something since my previous books has been copied so I request everyone not to copy my work. Because I work very hard to plot everything. Please love this work it won't disappoint you.

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