Peer-e-Kaamil | Roman Urdu | Umera Ahmed | Episode 128

Disclaimer

This book is transliteration of Umera Ahmed’s masterpiece Peer-e-Kaamil WITHOUT HER PERMISSION.

This is only for those readers who understand Urdu but can’t read it. On Goodreads, some people asked meabout Roman transliteration of Peer-e-Kamil. I couldn’t find it, so I made a mental note to try and make it available to others for free when I get time. Then I forgot about it because I never get time.

And this morning, I got this book. Some kind soul had enough time to transliterate, print, and spiral bind and bring it home.

Anyone interested in reading the roman version can borrow from me.

And those online can read it here.

P.S. This is NOT English translation. If you want that, it’s available on Amazon.


Kisi ne halka sa qehqaha laga phir kuch kaha……ek dusri aawaz ne jawaban kuch kaha. Salar Sikandar ke hawaas aahista aahista kaam karne lage the. Muzmahil, thakan zadah……….magar aawazon ko shanaakht karta hua zahen.

Bahot aahista aahista usne aankhein kholin. Use hairaani nahin ui. Use yahin hona chahiye tha. Wo hospital ya kisi clinic ke ek kamrey mein ek bed par tha. Bey had narm aur aaram dah bed. Usse kuch faasley par Furqan kisi dusre doctor ke sath halki aawaz mein baatein kar raha tha Salar ne ek gehra saans liya. Furqan aur dusre doctor ne gardan mod kar baatein karte use dekha phir donon uski taraf chale aaye.

Salar ne ek baar phir aankhein band kar lin. Aankhein khula rakhna use mushkil lag raha tha. Furqan ne paas aa kar narmi se uske seeney ko thapthapaya.

“Kaise ho ab Salar?”

Salar ne aankhein khol din. Usne muskuraney ki koshish nahin ki. Sirf chand lamhey khali-uz-zehni ke aalam mein use dekhta raha.

“Fine.” Usne kaha.

Dusra doctor uski nabz dekhne mein masroof tha.

Salar ne ek baar phir aankhein band kar lin. Furqan aur dusra doctor aapas mein ek baar phir guftgu mein masroof the. Use is guftgu mein koi dilchaspi nahin thi. Use kisi bhi cheez mein koi dilchaspi mehsoos nahin ho rahi thi. Baaqi sab kuch waisa hi tha. Ehsaas-e-jurm, pachhtawa, Aakif, Sanobar, Imama…………..redlight area. Sab kuch waisa hi tha. Uska dil chaha kaash wo abhi hosh mein naa aata.

“To Salar sahab! Ab kuch tafseelan guftgu ho jaaye aap ke sath.” Usne Furqan ki aawaz par aankhein khol din. Wo uske bed ke bilkul qareeb ek stool par baitha tha. Dusra doctor bahar jaa chuka tha. Salar ne apni taangon ko sametney ki koshish ki. Uske munh se karaah nikli. Uske takhney aur ghunon mein shadeed dard ho raha tha. Uski taangon par kambal tha wo unhein nahin de sakta tha magar usko andaza tha ke uske takhney aur ghutnon par kuch lipta hua tha. Wo apne kapdon mein bhi nahin tha balke mareezon ke liye makhsoos libaas mein tha.

“Kya hua hai?” Salar ne bey ikhteyaar karaah kar taang sidhi karte hue kaha.

“Sprained ankle, donon ghutnon aur calf par kuch kharaashein aur sujan, magar khush qismati se koi fracture nahin. Baazuon aur kohniyon par bhi kuch bruises khush qismati se phir koi fracture nahin. Sar ke bayen pichley hissey mein chota sa cut thodi si bleedig, agar CT scan ke mutabiq koi serious injury nahin. Seeney par ragad ki wajah se maamuli kharaashein magar jahan tak tumhare sawaal ka talluq hai ke kya hua hai? To ye tum bataon ke kya hua hai?”

Furqan kisi maahir doctor ki tarah baat karte karte bola. Salar chup chaap use dekhta raha.

“Main pehle samajhta raha ke migrane ka attach itna shadeed tha ke tum bey hosh ho gaye magar baad mein tumhara check up karne par mujhe andaza hua ke aisa nahin tha. Kya kisi ne hamla kiya tha tum par?” Wo ab sanjeeda tha. Salar ne ek gehra saans lete hue sar ko jhatka.

“Tum mujh tak kaise pahonche, balke main yahan kaise pahoncha?”

“Main tumhare mobile par tumhein call kar raha tha aur tumhare bajaye kisi aadmi ne wo call receive ki, wo us waqt footpath par tumhare qareeb tha. Tumhein hosh mein laane ki koshish kar raha tha. Usne mujhe tumhari haalat ke barey mein bataya. Acha aadmi tha. Main ne use kaha ke wo tumhein kisi taxi mein qareebi hospital le jaye. Wo le gaya phir main wahan pahonch gaya aur tumhein yahan le aaya.”

“Abhi kya waqt hai?”

“Subah ke 6 baj rahe hain. Sameer ne tumhein raat ko pain killers diye isi liye tum abhi tak so rahe the.”

Furqan ko baat karte karte hue ehsaas hua ke wo dilchaspi nahin le raha hai. Uski nazron mein ek ajeeb si sard mohri mehsoos hui thi. Yun jaise Furqan use kisi teesrey shakhs ki haalat ke barey mein bata raha tha.

“Tum mujhe……….dobara……….” Salar ne use khamush hote hue dekh kar kehna shuru kiya. Phir qadrey uljhan aamez andaz mein ruka. Aankhein band kin jaise zahen par zor de raha ho.

“Haan……….koi tranquilizer de do. Main bahot lambi neend sona chahta hoon.”

“So jana………magar ye to batao…….. hua kya tha?”

“Kuch nahin.” Salar ne bezaari se kaha.

“Migrane………..aur main footpath par gir pada. Girney se chotein lag gayin.”

Furqan ne use ghaur se dekha.

“Kuch kha lo……….”

Salar ne uski baat kaati. “Nahin……. Bhook nahin hai. Tum bas mujhe kuch do……….. tablet, injection, kuch bhi, main bahot thaka hua hoon.”

“Islamabad tumhare ghar walon…………” Salar ne use baat mukammal karne nahin di.

“Nahin, ittelaa mat karna. Main jab so kar uthunga to Islamabad chala jaunga.”

“Is haalat mein?”

“Tum ne kaha hai main theek hoon.”

“Theeko ho magar itne bhi theek nahin ho. 2-4 din aaram karo. Yahin raho Lahore mein, phir chale jaana.”

“Acha phir tum papa ko ya mummy ko ittelaa dena.”

Furqan ne kuch uljhey hue andaz mein use dekha. Uske maathey par chand bal aa gaye. “Acha……..aur kuch…………?”

“Tranquilizer……….”

Furqan use sochtey hue dekhne laga.

“Main rahun tumhare paas…………?”

“Faayda……? Main to abhi so jaunga. Tum jao. Jab main uthunga to tumhein call karuna.” Usne baazu ke sath apni aankhein dhaanp lin. Uske andaaz mein maujood rukhey pan aur sard mohri ne Furqan ko kuch aur pareshan kiya. Uska rawaiyya bahot abnormal tha.

“Main Sameer se baat karta hoon, magar tranquilizer chahiye to pehle to tumhein kuch khana hoga.” Furqan ne uthtey hue do tok andaz mein kaha. Salar ne aankhon se baazu nahin hataya.

Dobara uski aankh jis waqt khuli us waqt shaam ho rahi thi. Kamra khali tha. Uske paas koi bhi nahin tha. Jismaani taur par par subah se zyada thakawat mehsoos kar raha tha. Apni taangon se kambal parey hata kar usne lete lete bayen takhney aur ghutnon mein uthti hui teeson ko nazar andaz karte hue taangon ko suked liya. Use apne andar ek ajeeb si ghutan mehsoos ho rahi thi. Itni ghutan jaise kisi ne uske seeney ko jakad liya. Wo isi tarah lete lete chhat ko ghurta raha phir jaise use koi khayal aaya.


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