From Me to We and Back Again

179 Pages·2017·0.6 MB·English

by  Sahil Khan

From ME to WE and Back Again..

SAHIL KHAN
Talaash mein guzar gayi saari zindagi phir ye samajh aaya….
Ki khud se bada koi humsafar nahin hota….
A story which is not just a part of me but all those who in the span of their
lifetime chooses to love and that love burns their soul forever. A story that i
lived and you all gonna live while reading....
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Main un logon ka tahe dil se shukrguzaar hoon jinhone is book ko likhne mein
meri help ki hai.
Chahat Khurana, meri cutest bestie, jinhone meri har mod pe help ki hai. Shayad
unke bina ye book likh paana possible nahin ho sakta tha.
Anil Gupta, my all time favourite teacher, jinhone mujhe likhne ka hausla diya,
aur editing mein meri help ki.
Ram Kumar, my former roommate from Delhi and one of my best friend,
jinhone editing me meri help ki.
Anwar Khan, mere bade bhai, jinhone continuously mujhe likhne ke liye
motivate kiya.
In ke alawa meri family, mere friends jinhone mujhe support kiya un sab ka
shukriya.
From Me to We and Back Again meri pahli novel hai, ummid karta hoon aap sab
ko pasand aaye. Agar mujhse likhne mein kuchh ghalatiyan hogayi ho toh maafi
ki bhi ummid karta hoon.
MARYAM
1
Present Day:
‘Sar pe bahut gahri chot aayi hai. He is suffering from Psychiatric Disorder.’ Dr.
Vivek Chawla ne mujhse kaha.
‘I did’nt get you sir.’ Maine kaha. Apolo Hospital ke ICU ke baahar main
aur Sahil ki mummy baithe the. Unki aankhein aansuwon se bhari hui thi. Wo
kisi bhi qeemat pe apne bete ko wapas pana chahti thin.
‘Kuchh toh tarika hoga. Mere bete ko bacha lijiye.’ Aunty ne kaanpte
awaaj mein kaha.
Wo rone lagin. Aur roye bhi kyun naa, unki aankhon ke saamne unka beta
apni zindagi ki aakhri saansein gin raha tha. Admit hue 15 din ho gaye lekin
Sahil ab bhi ICU mein tha. Jab bhi use hosh aata wo bilkul bahki bahki baatein
karne lgta hai. Baar baar SAKKO SAKKO bolta hai phir cheekhne aur rone
lagta hai. Wo kisi ko pahchan nahin pa raha hai. Kabhi hosh aane pe chup chaap
pure room ko dekhta hai phir rone lgta hai aur wapas se behosh ho jata hai. Uski
condition roz bigadti ja rahi thi.
By the way main hoon Maryam, Maryam Mir Malik, Sahil ki best friend,
uski business partner, aur Vegetable Man ki President. Sahil apne aap mein aaj 1
bada naam hai. Usne apne junoon aur apni mehnat se jo kuchh haasil kiya hai wo
dunia ke liye 1 misaal hai.
‘Abhi tarika humein bhi nahin pata. Kuchh chuninda doctors ke saath
report share kiya hai. Final report aane ke baad hi kuchh kah sakte hain.’
‘Unki problem kya hai? I mean unko hua kya hai?’ Maine puchha.
‘Memory loss ke condition mein hain. Unko apna past toh yaad hai but
unki yaadein unhe bahut jada preshan kar rahi hain. Aur abhi unka mind is pain
ko sahan kar paane ke condition mein nahin hai.’
‘Toh ab kya hoga? Aur final report kab tak aa jayega?’
‘Main 1 ghante baad aap se milunga. Hope ki sab achha ho.’ Unhone
kaha.
~
‘Maryam aap dono baahar wait kar lijiye hum final report batate hain.’
Dr. Chawla ne conference room mein 30 minut tak final report pe kuchh doctors
ke sath meeting ki phir bole.
‘Ohkey fine.’ Maine kaha aur aunty ke saath baahar aagayi. Baahar chair
pe 1 khubsurat si lady baithi thi. Uski shakal kuchh jaani pahchani si thi. Aisa
lag raha tha jaise main jaanti hoon use. Usne kurti aur jeans pahana hua tha.
Main aunty ke saath uske paas wale chair pe baith gayi.
‘Hello aunty kaisi hain aap?’ Usne aunty se puchha.
‘Main thik hoon beta. Kab aaye?’
‘15 minute pahle.’
‘Aap jaanti hain aunty?’ Maine ungli se ishara karke dheere se puchha.
‘Haan ye bechari aksar aati hai. Sahil ki friend hai.’
‘Ohkey aunty.’ Maine kaha. ‘Hi I am Maryam, main unke saath kaam
karti hoon.’
Main Sahil ke saath 8 saalon se hoon maine toh kabhi nahin dekha. Kaun
ho sakti hai? Main khud se mann hi mann baat kar rahi thi .
‘Main jaanti hoon aapko.’ Usne kaha. Wo aunty se baat karne mein
interested thi, usne mujhe apna introduction bhi nahin diya.
‘Well wo physically toh kaafi jaldi recover ho rahe hain, But mentally
unki condition worst hoti ja rahi hai. Kaafi research ke baad hum sabhi 1 result
pe pahuche hain.’ Dr. Chawla ne humse kaha . Wo room se baahar aa kar
humein report bata rahe the.
‘Kis result per.’ Mere paas baithi us ladki ne puchha.
‘Aap inke saath mein hain naa?’ Unhone puchha.
‘Yup, she is with us.’
‘Well, unhe recall ki jarurat hai.’
‘Matlab? Main samjhi nahin.’
‘Ohkey let me clear, Maryam unke sar mein chot un hisso mein lagi hai jo direct
memory pe effect dalti hain. Jab wo hosh mein aate hain toh unki buri yaadein
bhi unke saath hoti hain, aur abhi unke sar ke zakhm thik nahin hue hain,
overthinking se neuro cells per bahut pressure padta hai, aur unka mind already
bahut jada weak hai jisse problems aur critical hoti ja rahi hain. Overthinking
will kill him. Maryam hum unhe ab jada time behosh bhi nahin rakh sakte hain.’
‘So what should be the solution?’ Stranger ladki ne puchha. Uski English british
accent mein thi. Maine uski aankhon mein dekha jo bilkul red thi aur aansu se
bhari hui thi.
‘Toh finally is ka 1 hi solution hai ki kisi tarah se humein unki past life ko
proper way mein recall karaani hogi. Unhe ye khud karna hai. Aur 1 khaas baat
ka dhyan rakhna hai ki wo apni buri yaadon ke trap mein naa fasein.’
‘Wo khud kaise kar sakte hain?’ Maine puchha. ‘Sahil ko shayad ye bhi nahin
yaad hai ki wo Sahil hai. Ajeeb si dunia mein khoya hua hai. Pahle se hi aisa
tha.’
‘Kisi tarah se unse unki positive kahani janni hogi. Start unke bachpan se karna
better hoga jisse unki yaadein step by step unke mind me aajaye. Past life mein
unke mind mein 1 koi aisa character hai jo mentally humesha unke saath rahta
hai. Shayad past mein koi aisi baat hui thi jiske baad Sahil humesha se
imagination mein rahne ki koshish karne lage the. Aur unhe ab bhi lagta hai ki
unke saath car accident mein koi ladki thi. Bas usi character ko kisi tarah se
recall kara ke hum unhe bacha sakte hain. Ye sab kuchh yun karna hai ki unki
yaadein unke mind per pressure naa daalein. Toh koi unse ye nahin puchhega ki
unka accident kaise hua. Abhi mind mentally aur pain sahne ke liye ready nahin
hai.’
‘Sakko….?’ Maine kaha.
‘Haan exactly… yahi wo naam hai jo wo baar baar repeat karte hain. Kuchh toh
kahani hogi jo itne gahrayi mein inke mind mein baithi hai. Nahin toh 1 itna
succesfull businessman bhala aise condition mein kaise ho sakta hai. Maryam
inse bahut se ghareeb farmer ki ummidein judi hain. Inka thik hona bahut jaruri
hai.’
‘Ye kaise possible ho sakta hai.’ Maine puchha. Aunty began to cry, shayad
unhe koi ummid nazar nahin aa rahi thi. Main unko chup karane ki koshish kar
rahi thi. Itne mein kuchh aur log aagaye, shayad wo Sahil ke relatives the.
‘Bilkul possible hai, Sahil ki family se koi kar sakta hai. Lekin karna kaise
hai wo mujhe nahin pata.’ He said.
‘Main kar sakti hoon.’ Bheed ke pichhe khadi us khubsurat si lady ne kaha.
‘Yess Dr. I can do it.’ Wo sabse jada pareshan lag rahi thi. kai saare logo ke aa
jaane se wo pichhe chali gayi thi.
‘How?’
‘Doctor please aap conference room mein chaliye main sab samjha rahi hoon.’
Usne kaha. Usne mere taraf bhi ishara kiya. Main wo aur Dr. Chawla conference
room mein wapas aagaye.
Usne humein sab kuchh samjhaya. Uska idea achha tha. Sahil ko wapas lane ka
humare paas yahi 1 option tha. Kyun ki ab use medicines nahin thik kar sakte
the.
‘Alright, koi gadbad nahin honi chahiye.’ Dr. Chawla ne 1 ummid bhari smile ke
saath kaha. ‘Your good name?’
‘Chahat.’ She said with beautiful smile. Maine pahli baar ye naam suna tha.
SAHIL