Main hamesha yeh khwahish rakhti thi ke mera shohar ek izzatdaar, aala taleem yafta, kitabon ka aashiq, alfaaz aur jazbaat ka funkaar, aur aisa romanvi ho jo surprises aur phoolon 
se mujhe khush rakhe.
Lekin taqdeer ne mujhe hamare mohalle ke ek mechanic se jod diya, ek saadha aadmi jiski taleem bhi darmiyani thi, jo kitabon 
ki bajaye purzon, auzaron aur screwdrivers se mohabbat karta tha.
Woh na shayari jaanta tha, na kitabon mein dilchaspi leta tha, na hi kisi taur par romanvi lagta tha, balki ek intehai mamoolat pasand shakhs tha.
Lekin is sab ke bawajood, woh mujhse be-had mohabbat karta tha, aur poora mohallah is baat ka gawaah tha.
Aakhirkaar, maine yeh soch kar uska rishta qubool kar liya ke:
**”Jo shakhs tumse mohabbat karta hai, woh us shakhs se behtar hota hai jisse tum mohabbat karti ho.”** 
**Zindagi ka naya safar** Â
Hamari zindagi aam tareeke se shuru hui, main uske mohabbat bhare alfaaz sunne ka intezar kar rahi thi, jaise kahaniyon 
mein hota hai.
Lekin usne mere dil ko jeetne ki koi zehmat nahi ki, jo meri tawakkuaat ke bilkul bar’aks tha!
Aur yahi cheez usey meri nazar mein aur bhi bawuqaar aur pur-asrar bana rahi thi.
Aahista aahista, main usay ek khuli kitaab 
ki tarah parhne lagi,
Jiska unwaan tha: **”Woh ajnabi jo meri zindagi mein aaya!”**
**Muqaddama:** Hamare chhote se ghar ki tarah khoobsurat tha, aur hairat ki baat yeh thi ke usi ne apne haathon se hamara ghar range, farsh chuna aur usey lagaya!
**Alfaaz:** Uske alfaaz nahi the, balki woh purzon, auzaron, keelon aur hathode ki zubaan mein bolta tha.
Ghar mein koi bhi cheez kharab hoti, to woh apne funkaarana lam’s se use bina kisi nuksaan ke theek kar deta!
### **Mohabbat ki ek anokhi zubaan**
Ek din maine diwarain dhone aur saaf karne ki khwahish ka izhar kiya, lekin usne mana kar diya aur kaha ke hume naye rang chunte hain aur unhe dobara rangna chahiye,
kyunki **tabdili se zindagi khoobsurat ban jaati hai!**
Aur sabse hairan kun baat?
Usne mujhse kaha ke main uski madad karun, aur mujhe darwazay aur khidkiyan rangne ka tareeqa sikhaya!
Woh meri madad ka mohtaaj nahi tha, kyunki uska kaam zyada khoobsurat aur tez tha,
lekin maine mehsoos kiya ke **woh mujhe hamesha apne qareeb rakhna chahta hai!**
Hum subah jaldi uth kar ek mazdoor aur uske madadgaar ki tarah kaam shuru karte,
Usne mujhe nal theek karna, darwazon aur khidkiyon ke handles badalna sikhaya,
Screwdrivers aur auzaron ke naam aur numbers mujhe yaad hone lage,
Aur main unki hifazat usi tarah karne lagi jaise main apni kitabon ki karti thi!
### **Mohabbat ka naya matlab**
**Woh kaam ke dauraan jis tarah coffee se lutf andoz hota,**
waise hi main kitaab parhte waqt coffee peeti thi.
Ab wohi **mera pasandeeda “kitaab”** ban chuka tha.
Main uske cup se coffee peeti to uska maza alag mehsoos hota!
Aisa maza jo **mohabbat, apnayat, aur saath ka ehsaas dilata tha.**
Ek din, hum market se waapsi ke foran baad diwar mein drill kar ke naye parde lagane lage,
Hum dono woh sab kuch be-had pasand karte jo humne mil kar khareeda tha.
Hamare rangon ka intekhaab hamesha mukhtalif hota, aur hum hamesha behas karte,
Lekin aakhir mein woh meri pasand maan leta, aur hamesha kehta:
**”Yeh ghar tumhara hai, aur tum mere ghar ho. Main wahi karunga jo tumhe khushi de,
kyunki tumhari khushi meri khushi hai!”**
Hamara chhota sa ghar hamari mohabbat ki ek fanni tasveer ban chuka tha,
Aur mera dil, jo uske liye band 
tha, woh usne apne kisi screw driver se khol diya tha!
**Woh aisa funkaar tha jiske baare mein na maine kabhi kitabon mein parha,
Na kisi kahani mein paya, lekin main uske haqeeqi jahan mein jeeti rahi,
Har din uski banayi gayi tasveeron aur lam’s se mazeed mohabbat mein mubtala hoti gayi.**
### **Mohabbat ka asal matlab**
Mujhe ehsaas hua ke shadi ke baad mohabbat sirf romanvi alfaaz nahi,
balki **zindagi ko khoobsurat banane wale lamhaat aur mehnat se judi hoti hai!**
**Mohabbat sirf ghazlen kehne mein nahi, balki zindagi ke har lamhay ko sanwarne mein hai.**
**Mohabbat surprises ya gifts mein nahi, balki us jazbe mein hai jo tumhari khushi ko apni khushi samajhta hai.**
**Mohabbat sirf kahaniyon ki likhi tahreeron mein nahi, balki haqeeqat mein har din banayi jaane wali yaadon mein hai.**
