Chapter 3 – Duniya Ka Dar
Raat ho chuki thi. Ghar me sab so gaye the, lekin Hamid ko neend nahi aa rahi thi.
Woh bed par lete-lete chhat ko dekh raha tha.
Uske dimaag me ek hi khayal baar-baar aa raha tha.
"Agar kisi ko pata chal gaya to?"
Usne apne abbu ka chehra yaad kiya. Unke liye duniya me sab kuch clear tha—kya sahi hai aur kya galat.
Hamid ko darr lagta tha ki shayad woh unki nazar me galat hai.
Kabhi-kabhi woh sochta:
"Kaash main normal hota."
Lekin phir uske andar se ek halki si awaaz aati—
"Par agar yahi tumhari sachchai hai to?"
Agli subah jab woh dukan ja raha tha, uske dimaag me ab bhi wahi khayal chal rahe the.
Tabhi ek ladka uske paas aaya.
"Bhai, yahan paas me chai ki achhi shop kahan milegi?" usne pucha.
Hamid ne uski taraf dekha aur bola,
"Chalo, main dikhata hoon."
Usse nahi pata tha…
yeh chhoti si mulaqat uski zindagi me ek naya chapter shuru karne wali hai.
Aur us ladke ka naam tha…
Arman.