- Setting: University campus (hostel life, classrooms, fests, etc.)
- Main Characters:
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Dua – Aik intelligent, introvert, aur emotionally guarded larki.
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Azaan – Aik confident, outgoing, aur thoda sa mysterious senior student.
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Pehla Din, Pehla Takraar
Subha ka waqt tha. University ke lawns mein halki si dhund chhayi hui thi. Har taraf naye chehray, naye sapnay aur naye jazbaat le kar students daakhil ho rahe thay. Dua bhi unhi mein se ek thi — aik shy, lekin intelligent larki jo scholarship pe admission le kar yahan aayi thi. Sheher se door apni maa ko chhorkar hostel aana uske liye asaan nahi tha, lekin uske sapne uska hausla ban chuke thay.
Dua ne apna bag shoulder pe dala aur boys hostel ke samne se guzarte hue girls hostel ki taraf ja rahi thi ke achanak uska takra ho gaya kisi se.
“Dekhti nahi ho?” aik kadak awaaz mein kisi ne kaha.
Dua ne ghabra ke sar uthaya. Samne aik lamba, smart ladka khada tha — uski aankhon mein self-confidence tha jo thoda arrogance bhi lag raha tha.
“Sorry… main ne dekha nahi…” Dua ne halki si awaaz mein kaha.
“Obviously nahi dekha, warna kisi ke upar chai gira dena koi aam baat nahi hoti,” usne apni shirt ki taraf dekha jahan chai ke daagh lag gaye thay.
Dua ne nazar jhuka li. Ayan ne usay aik baar phir dekha, kuch kehne laga magar phir sirf muskuraya aur chala gaya.
Dosti Ya Kuch Aur?
Dua classes mein kamyab hoti gayi. Uska focus sirf parhai tha. Lekin uske dimaag ke kisi kone mein woh lamba sa ladka, jiska naam usne baad mein suna: Ayan Malik, kisi na kisi wajah se rehta tha.
Ek din library mein books lete hue Ayan uske pass aaya.
“Tum wohi ho na… chai wali?” Ayan ne muskurate hue kaha.
Dua ne naraz nazron se dekha.
“Aur tum woh ho na… attitude wale?”
Ayan hans diya.
“Mujhe laga tum funny nahi ho sakti.”
Aur ussi din se unki conversations ka silsila shuru ho gaya. Class projects, group studies, canteen ki baatein — sab kuch mein woh ek doosre ko samajhne lage.
Lekin har khushi ke peechay koi na koi raaz chhupa hota hai… aur Dua ko abhi yeh nahi pata tha ke Ayan ki zindagi mein aik aisi sachai chhupi hai jo sab kuch badal degi.
Jazbaat Ka Izhar
Semester mid-terms ke baad university ka cultural fest ho raha tha. Har taraf roshniyaan, music aur laughter tha. Dua ne kabhi kisi fest mein hissa nahi liya tha, lekin is dafa usse Ayan ne kaha:
"Tumhe sirf ek drama mein aik choti si role play karna hai… I promise, it’ll be fun."
Pehle mana kiya, magar Ayan ki baaton aur muskurahat ne usay razi kar liya. Rehearsals ke dauran, woh dono aur kareeb aa gaye. Har scene ke baad Ayan uski tareef karta:
“Tumhari aankhein... scene se zyada acting kar jaati hain.”
Ek raat rehearsal ke baad, jab sab chale gaye, woh dono stage pe akelay reh gaye.
Ayan: “Tumhari khamoshi mein kuch hai... jo mujhe chain nahi lene deta.”
Dua: (dekh kar muskurayi) “Aur tumhari baton mein kuch hai jo mujhe bolne nahi deta…”
Aik lamha aaya jahan dono ke darmiyan sirf khamoshi thi… aur us khamoshi mein jazbaat ka izhar tha — bina alfaaz ke.
Lekin woh raat, unke liye sirf ek yaad nahi banne wali thi... uske baad kuch aisa hua jo sab kuch badal gaya.
Raaz Jo Toot Gaya
Dua ek din accidentally Ayan ka bag hostel common room mein bhool gaya. Woh usay dene gayi toh dekha ke bag khula hua tha… aur usmein kuch papers gire huay thay.
Un papers mein ek medical report thi.
Ayan Malik – Diagnosis: Congenital Heart Condition – Critical – Surgery Required within 6 months.
Dua ka dil ek second ke liye ruk gaya.
“Yeh kya hai…? Ayan ne kabhi kuch bataya kyun nahi…?”
Woh turant uske paas gayi, uski aankhon mein aansu thay.
“Tumne mujhe bataya kyun nahi…?”
Ayan ne khamoshi se kaha:
“Kyunki main nahi chahta tha ke tum mujhe kisi aur nazar se dekho…”
“Main tumse door nahi jaa sakti Ayan…”
“Lekin main tumhe rooz dard mein nahi dekh sakta Dua…”
Us waqt dono ke darmiyan mohabbat ka gehra samandar tha — lekin us samandar mein dard ke lehray uth rahi thi.
Faislay Ki Shaam
Ayan ki medical reports confirm ho chuki thi. Doctors ne surgery ka waqt fix kar diya tha — sirf teen haftay baqi thay. Lekin Ayan ne university se break lena shuru kar diya. Uska contact Dua se kam hota ja raha tha.
Dua ne usse milne ki bohat koshish ki, lekin Ayan ne har dafa koi na koi bahaana kar ke usay door rakha.
Akhir ek shaam, jab campus ke purane tree ke neeche, jahan dono aksar milte thay — Dua usay milne chali gayi.
“Tum mujhse door kyu bhaag rahe ho, Ayan?”
Ayan ne aankhon mein aansuon ko chhupate hue kaha:
“Kyunki mujhe darr hai… agar kal subha meri aankh na khuli, toh tumhare chehre ka rona main bardasht nahi kar paunga.”
“Main tumhare saath har haal mein hoon… tum chaaho ya na chaaho!” Dua cheekh uthi.
Ayan ne pehli baar usay woh dil se dekha, jaisay uske jazbaat sun raha ho.
“Tum meri sabse badi taqat ho, Dua… lekin main tumhe apni sabse badi kamzori nahi banana chahta.”
Uss raat un dono ne waqt ke khilaaf mohabbat ka vaada kiya.
Operation Theater Ke Bahar
Surgery ka din aa gaya. Dua hospital ke waiting area mein thi — aankhon mein bas dua thi… naam bhi Dua, kaam bhi Dua…
Har ghanti, har second ek saadi ki tarah chal raha tha.
Ayan operation theater ke andar tha. Dua ke pass uska diya hua ek letter tha. Ayan ne surgery se pehle likha tha:
"Agar main wapas naa aa saka… toh yaad rakhna, tum meri zindagi ka wo hissa ho jise khuda ne khud mere liye chuna. Agar laut aaya… toh ek nayi zindagi sirf tumse shuru karunga."
Saat ghante guzray.
Doctor finally bahar aaya —
"The surgery was successful… he's stable now."
Dua ki aankhon se aansuon ka sailab nikal aaya — lekin iss baar, khushi ka.
Woh bhaag kar Ayan ke room mein gayi. Ayan kamzori se muskuraya.
“Main laut aaya…”
“Aur main yahan tumhara intezar kar rahi thi,” Dua ne uska haath thaam kar kaha.
Naye Subh Ka Ujaala
Ayan ki recovery dheere dheere ho rahi thi. Dua roz hospital jaati, uske liye kitaabein laati, uska favourite black coffee sneak kar ke deti — aur sabse zaroori baat, usse hansati thi.
Ek raat Ayan ne kaha:
“Tum meri zindagi ka wo hissa ban gayi ho jisko main har subah apne saath jagta dekhna chahta hoon…”
Dua ne muskurate hue jawab diya:
“Lekin subah se pehle ka andhera bhi toh mera hai, Ayan.”
Dono ki aankhon mein jazbaat bol rahe thay… us waqt bolna zaroori nahi tha.
University mein sabko Ayan ki condition ka pata chal gaya tha. Har taraf se prayers aur support milne laga. Jinhone pehle usse sirf aik confident cricket captain samjha tha, ab uske asli jazbaat bhi dekh rahe thay.
Dua aur Ayan ka rishta sirf pyaar nahi, ek misaal ban gaya — “Mohabbat sirf khushi mein nahi, takleef mein saath dene ka naam hai.”dua fatima,best story,kahani,romantec,
Graduation Day aagaya.
Stage pe sab students ko bulaya ja raha tha. Dua ne black gown pehna hua tha, lekin uska dil Ayan ke liye dhadak raha tha. Usay laga Ayan shayad nahi aa payega…
Lekin jaise hi uska naam announce hua…
"Dua Fatima – Topper of the Year!"
Ayan hall ke peeche se wheelchair mein aaya, lekin ab thoda khud chalne bhi laga tha.
Usne stage ki taraf dekha, clap kiya, aur cheekh ke bola:
“Duaaaa… you did it!”
Pura hall taaliyon se goonj utha. Dua ne stage pe khade ho kar Ayan ko dekha… dono ki aankhon mein aansu thay — iss baar sirf khushi ke.
Baad mein university ke lawns mein, dono ussi purane tree ke neeche mile jahan pehli baar takraar hua tha.
Ayan: “Tum mujhe mila kar mujhe pura kar gayi ho…”
Dua: “Aur tum ne mujhe woh jazbaat diya jo har lafz se aage hain…”
Ayan ne ek chhoti si velvet box nikaali.
“Zindagi ka agla semester tumhare saath shuru karna chahta hoon… will you be my forever?”
Dua ki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye.
“Already am…”
THE END 💫
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