Qaid-e-ishk

Hina ke walid ne use Jahaan Khan ke saath nikah karwa diya — apni marzi se, shayad kisi karz ya majboori ke chakkar me.

Hina ko ye shadi bilkul pasand nahi, wo samajhti hai ke uska zindagi pe control chhin gaya hai.

Jahaan Khan, jo pehle composed aur serious banda hai, thoda rude behave karta hai shadi ke baad — maybe hurt hai, ya samajhta hai Hina ne usse pasand nahi kiya.

Lekin andar hi andar wo usse dil se chahne lagta hai, bas izhar nahi karta.

Ab main isi setting ke saath Chapter 1 (500 words) likhti hoon — jahan shadi ho chuki hai,

aur Hina ek majboor dulhan hai, jabke Jahaan Khan thoda rude aur egoistic, lekin andar se emotional. 💔

💫 Qaid-e-Ishq – Chapter 1: Majboori Ka Bandhan

“Qubool hai…”

Hina ke honton se ye lafz mushkil se nikla tha, jaise dil ke har tukde ne isse roka ho.

Aankhon ke kone se girti aansu ki boond uske dupatte me samag gayi,

magar sabne samjha — dulhan jazbaati ho gayi hai.

Lekin sirf Hina jaanti thi ke ye aansu khushi ke nahi, majboori ke the.

Uske walid ne kaha tha,

> “Hina, ye faisla tumhare liye behtar hai. Jahaan Khan izzatdar larka hai.”

Behtar?

Kya kisi ke zindagi ka faisla uski marzi ke bagair behtar ho sakta hai?

Nikah ke chand ghante baad hi sab mehmaan chale gaye.

Kamre me sirf chand ki roshni aur un dono ki khamoshi reh gayi.

Jahaan Khan khidki ke paas khade the, suit ki sleeves fold karte hue,

chehre pe wo sakoon nahi tha jo nayi dulhe ke hota hai —

balke ek thandak thi, ek sukoon bhari berukhi.

Hina ne dheere se kaha,

> “Agar main kehti ke mujhe ye shadi nahi karni thi… to bhi aap qubool karte?”

Usne palat kar dekha, aankhon me kuch aisa tha jo samjha nahi ja sakta —

ghussa bhi, dukh bhi, aur ek ajnabi si taqat bhi.

> “Ab ye sawal bekaar hai, Mrs. Jahaan Khan,”

usne thande lehje me kaha.

“Jo ho gaya, usse badla nahi ja sakta. Ab sirf ek cheez chahiye mujhe — tumhara imaan aur khamoshi.”

Hina ne aankhen jhuka li.

Dil chahta tha cheekh kar kahe ke ye sab zabardasti thi,

par uske walid ke kamzor chehre ka khayal aate hi wo chup ho gayi.

Raat barish se bhar gayi.

Jahaan Khan bed ke ek kone pe baithe rahe,

aur Hina dusre kone pe chadar me lipti, aankhen band karke so gayi —

ya shayad sirf dikhawa kiya.

Subah jab dhoop kamre me ghusi,

Hina uth kar khidki ke paas gayi.

Neela aasman, bheegi mitti ki khushboo, aur dil me ek khali sa sukoon.

Peeche se Jahaan Khan ki awaaz aayi,

> “Coffee table pe rakhi hai. Tumhare liye bhi banai hai, le lo.”

Usne dekha bhi nahi.

Hina ne bas itna kaha,

> “Majboori me shuru hone wale rishtay dil se nahi nibhte.”

Jahaan Khan muskuraya — wo muskurahat jo dard chhupati hai.

> “Dil se nibhana tumhara kaam nahi, Hina… bas samajhdari se rehna seekh lo.”

Aur wo chala gaya.

Peeche reh gayi sirf ek dulhan, ek majboor dil,

aur ek rishta jo abhi Qaid-e-Ishq banne wala tha…

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