Kuch din aur beet gaye...
Ania ki tabiyat din-ba-din aur kharab hoti ja rahi thi.
Ab uske liye chalna bhi mushkil ho gaya tha.
Aayan har pal uske saath rehta.
Na office ki fikr...
Na duniya ki.
Uski poori duniya sirf Ania thi.
Ek raat Ania ne dheere se Aayan ka haath pakda.
Ania: "Aayan..."
Aayan: "Haan, Sweetheart."
Ania: "Mujhe ghar jaana hai."
Doctor ki ijazat se Aayan Ania ko ghar le aaya.
Ania apne kamre ki khidki ke paas baithkar aasman ko dekh rahi thi.
Uske chehre par ajeeb sa sukoon tha.
Aayan uske paas aakar baith gaya.
Aayan: "Kya dekh rahi ho?"
Ania muskura kar boli—
"Allah ki banayi hui duniya..."
"Kabhi socha nahi tha ki zindagi itni khoobsurat bhi ho sakti hai."
Aayan ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.
Aayan: "Tum theek ho jaogi..."
"Hum bahut jagah ghoomenge."
"Bahut saare sapne poore karenge."
Ania ne dheere se sir hila diya.
Ania: "Har sapna poora hona zaroori nahi hota..."
"Kuch sapne sirf humein jeena sikha dete hain."
Kuch der baad Ania ne Aayan ka chehra dono haathon se pakad liya.
Uski aankhon mein dekhte hue boli—
"Mujhe lagta tha Allah ne meri zindagi sirf dard ke liye banayi hai..."
"Lekin tumhe bhejkar Allah ne mujhe bata diya ki sachchi mohabbat kaisi hoti hai."
"Agar Jannah mein hamari mulaqat hui..."
"To mujhe phir se apni biwi banana."
Ye sunte hi Aayan toot gaya.
Usne Ania ko gale laga liya.
Aayan: "Nahi..."
"Tum mujhe chhodkar nahi ja sakti."
"Tumne wada kiya tha hum hamesha saath rahenge."
Ania ki aankhon se aansu beh rahe the.
Usne halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha—
"Mohabbat kabhi khatam nahi hoti..."
"Bas log duniya se chale jaate hain."
Usne dheere se Kalma padha.
Aakhri baar Aayan ka haath mazbooti se thaama.
Aur...
Ek halki si muskurahat ke saath...
Uski saansein hamesha ke liye tham gayin.
Kamre mein gehri khamoshi chha gayi.
Aayan ki cheekh poore ghar mein goonj uthi.
"ANIAAA...!!"
Usne Ania ko apni baahon mein liya aur bahut der tak rota raha.
Us din sirf ek insaan nahi gaya tha...
Kisi ki poori duniya chali gayi thi.
Epilogue
Kuch mahine baad...
Ek din Aayan ne woh diary kholi jo Ania ne usse di thi.
Har page par sirf uska naam tha...
Uski tareef...
Uske liye duaayein...
Aur un lamhon ki yaadein jo dono ne saath bitaye the.
Diary ke aakhri safhe par likha tha—
"Aayan... tum meri zindagi ka woh hissa ho jise paakar mujhe kabhi afsos nahi hua. Agar meri zindagi dobara likhi jaaye, to main har dard phir se seh loongi... bas tum meri zindagi mein phir aa jana. Tum meri dua bhi the... aur meri Ruh-e-Ishq bhi."
Diary padhte-padhte Aayan ro pada.
Lekin is baar usne ek faisla kiya.
Usne Ania ki diary aur uski kahani ko ek novel ki shakal di.
Us novel ka naam rakha—
Ruh-e-Ishq: Ania-ki-Daastan
Aur us kitab ki aakhri line thi—
"Mohabbat kabhi khatam nahi hoti... kuch log chale jaate hain, lekin unki rooh aur unka ishq hamesha zinda rehta hai. Shayad isi ka naam 'Ruh-e-Ishq' hai."
~ The End ~
✍️ Author's Note
Dear Readers,
Thodi si mistake pehle ho gayi thi, isliye maine story ko dobara edit karke upload kiya hai.
I hope aap sabko Ruh-e-Ishq: Ania Ki Daastan pasand aayi hogi...
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Thank you so much for reading. ❤️📖