Me:- (phone per) Naveed!! Dad ki tabeat bohot kharab hai. Wo hospital me Admit hain.
Naveed:- kia hua unko?
Me:- mujhe nahi pata kia hua hai. Lekin thori der pehle un k care taker ka phone aya thaa, us ne bataya k wo City Hospital me ICU me admit hain. I have to go now.
Naveed:- Lekin tum jao gi kaise? Mujhe flight ka bandobast kerne do.
Me:- Koi bat nahi me Car se chali jaoon gi. 6-7 hrs ka raasta hai.
Naveed:- Are u sure? Dekh lo. Kahin koi masla naa ho jaey. Me to kehta hoon flight se chali jatien.
Me:- Flight to ho sakta hai k sham ki mile. Yahan me bohot ziada tension me hoon. Mujhe abhi jana hai Dad k pas.
Naveed:- acha chali jao. Lekin raste me ruk ker msg kerti rehna k tum khairiat se ho.
Me:- Haan mer kerti rahoon gi msg.
Ye keh ker mene phone rakh diya. Or jaldi se saman pack kerne lagi. Aadhay ghante me main Islamabad se DG Khan ki taraf safar ker rahi thi. Lekin ye safar meri zindagi kia kuch le ker aya, ye apko agay parh ker pata chale ga. Filhal me apko apna intro de deti hoon.
Me hoon Humaira, umar 24saal. Mera figure 40D- 36-42 or height 5 feet 9 inch hai. Shadi ko 2 saal huay hain. Asal me mera talluq DG Khan k ilakay se hai. Meri shadi mere father ne apne bachpan k dost k betay Naveed se ki, jin ka asal me talluq Khanewal se hai. Meri Mom ki death to aj se 15 saal pehle ho chuki thi. Or ab Dad b beemar rehte thay. Wo hamare pas rehne ko tayar nahi thay, is liye un k liye kuch arsa pehle hi ek care taker ka bandobast kiya tha. Jab k me or mere Shohar unki family se door Islamabad rehte, unki job ki waja se. Hamare haan abhi tak koi olad nahi hui thi. Drs ko b check kerwa chukay thay, or hum dono hi bilkul fit thay. Mujhe Aj subha 10 bje dad k Care taker Usman ka phone aya tha, jis ki baat sunn ker me pareshan ho gai or ab me DG Khan ja rahi thi. Raaste me jab kahin Fuel k liye gari rokti ya rest kerna hota to me apne shohar ko message ker deti. Wo b mujhe apna khayal rakhne ka kehte. Aise hi gari chalate me sham 6bje apne ghar pohonch gai. Jahan per Usman mera intazar ker raha tha.
Wo mera saman ghar k andar le aya or mujhe Dad ki condition ka batanay laga. Us k mutabik Dad ki condition ab pehle se better hai or Drs ne unko araam kerne ka kaha hai. Ab me Usman k baray me ap logo ko bata do jo is kahani ka bohot important hissa hai.
Usman ka poora naam Usman Khan hai. Jis ka qad kam se kam 6 feet or 6 inch hai. Us ka jism bohot chora hai, jis ki waja ye hai k wo bohot mehnat kerta hai or exercise kerta hai. Is k elawa uska khana peena b hum logo se kafi alag hai. Me dekh rahi thi k Usman ki age koi 40 saal ho gi lekin aam mardo ki tarah uska pait bilkul b nikla hua nahi tha. Bal k uski tight t shirt me us k bicep or pait per cuts kisi wakt saaf mehsus hote. Me Us ko dekhne me itna kho gai k mujhe ye ehsas hi nahi hua k kab se wo pani ka glas liye mere samne khara hai. Me bus sofay per baithi us k lund k hissay ko ghor rahi thi jo acha khas phoola hua tha. Me dil hi dil soch rahi thi k itne fit insan ka lund kitna bara ho ga jis ka ubhar mujhe pent k oper se mehsus ho raha hai.
Usman:- Agar chahiye to bahar nikal loon??
Me:- (ek dum hosh me atay huay) Kiaaaa????
Usman:- Kuch nahi. Ye lein pani pi lein. Phir chalte hain Ap k dad se milne.
Me:- Ok…
Ye keh ker mene us k hath se pani ka glass le liya. Is doran mera narm o nazuk hath us k hath se touch hua, jis se mujhe apne jism me ek current sa mehsus hua. Khair mene jaldi jaldi pani ka glass khatam kiya or us ko wapas de diya. Ek bar phir jab hamare hath touch huay to mujhe kuch alag sa mehsus hua. Phir wo kapre badal ker aya, is bar us ne jeans k sath ek lamba kurta pehen rakha tha. Me ek bar phir usko dekh ker apne hosh khonay lagi.
Usman:- chalain???
Me:- Haan Chalo…!
Ye keh ker hum dono ghar k bahar chale gaey jahan mene driving seat sambhal li or usman sath wali seat per baith gya. Or hum hospital ki taraf chal diye.
Usman:- Ap se ek bat kehni hai.
Me:- Kia???
Usman:- Ap k father ki condition jis tarah ki thi, un ko admit kerwanay k liye mujhe ek jhoot bolna para hai.
Me:- Kon sa jhoot.
Usman:- Mene hospital me kaha hai k me unka damad hoon. Ap ka husband.
Me:- Kiaaa???
Usman:- Haan! Hospital wale bina kisi rishtedar k unko admit nahi ker rahay thay. Kal hum do hospitals me gaey jahan hamain inkar sunne ko mila. Is liye is hospital me mein ne ye formula apnaya or un ko admit kerwa diya. Agar ziada der kerte to unki jan ko khatra tha. Umeed hai ap samjhain gi meri baat ko.
Me uski poori baat sunn ker khamosh ho gai. Wo sahi hi to keh raha tha. Do hospitals se reject hone k bad us ne ye qadam uthaya. Agar wo aisa naa kerta to Dad ki jan b ja sakti thi. Me ye soch ker ek bar to kamp gai. Sath hi me dil hi dil me Usman ka shukriya ada kerne lagi k us ne sahi wakt per sahi faisla kiya hai.
Me:- Ap ne acha kia Usman ji. Us wakt jo situation thi ap ne jo kiya, bohot acha kiya. Ab at least dad ko acha treatment mil raha hai.
Usman:- G haan! Ye city ka sab se bara hospital hai. Ap befikar rahiye. Yahan uncle jee (mere dad) ka treatment bohot acha ho raha hai. Ab ap se ek request hai.
Me:- Wo kia request.
Usman:- Jab hum hospital pohonchain to ap ne bilkul waise hi chalna hai or react kerna hai jaisi biwi kerti hai.
Me:- Me samjhi nahi.
Usman:- Apko meri biwi bun ker sath chalna hai. Mera hath pakar ker. Mujhe un drs or nurse k samne aise bulana hai jaise ap apne shohar ko bula rahi hain. Me b Apko darling ya sweat heart kahoon ga. Ta k un k zehen me koi doubt naa ho.
Me usman k moo se ye sab sunn ker sharma gai. Ek anjan aadmi, mere father ka care taker mera shohar bun ker mujhe hospital le ja raha tha. ab mujhe usko waise hi treat kerna thaa jaise ek biwi apne shohar ko treat kerti hai. Sirf itna hi soch ker meri saans tez ho chuki thi or panty halki halki geeli hone lagi thi. Aisa mere sath pehli bar ho raha tha. k kisi insan k qareeb rehte meri panty geeli hone lagay. Kuch der bad hum gari se utar rahay thay. Mere gari se nikalte hi us ne apna hath mere agay ker diya. Mene chock ker uski aankho me dekha lekin phir uski bat mante huay apna narm o nazuk hath us k hath me de diya. Jis ko us ne mazbooti se tham liya. Idhar usman k aise kerne se meri halat kharab hone lagi. Ek ajeeb si bechaini mere poore jism me hone lagi. Hum hospital me reception per aa gaey. Jahan ek aadmi or ek orat kharay thay.