Anjeer ki Mithai azmat iqbal
Anjeer ki Mithai !Apne gaalon par pade thappadon ki sansnahat use ab tak apne dimaag mein mehsoos ho rahi thi. Ek zabardast ghoonsa uski dahni aankh ke bilkul nichle hisse par pada tha. Dono aankhon se lagataar aansoo qatar ki shakal mein beh rahe the. Dahni aankh se nikal rahe aanson ka sabab ghoonse ki shiddat se adh khuli aankh mein ho raha dard tha, andar ka karb baayi aankh se aanson ki shakal mein ubal raha tha.Raat ke andhere mein woh gatham gatha hote qadmon se aage badhe ja raha tha. Use bus ki raftaar poori tarah se tham jaane ka intazaar kiye baghair dhakka de kar bahar phenk diya gaya tha.Aaj hafte ka aakhri roz hone ke sabab mamool ke mutabiq woh kuch der se factory se nikla. Aane wali qayamat se be-khabar jab woh bus mein sawaar hua to bhook ke sabab uske khaali pet mein ainthan si mehsoos ho rahi thi.“Are behan ji suno to, bhai maine jaan boojh kar kuch nahi kiya—”Uske muqawamati alfaaz gaaliyon ki bochhaar mein dab kar reh gaye.Is se pehle ke bus conductor mamle mein mudakhalat karta musafir Kanal ko sabaq sikha chuke the. Kuch musafir khamosh tamasha-been ka kirdaar ada karte rahe aur kuch ne apne kaam se kaam rakhne ki policy par amal kiya.Bade baalon wale, siyah chashma lagaye laheem shaheem naujawan ne jab use gardan se pakad kar neeche jhukaya aur nokdaar sakht kuhni se reedh ki haddi ke darmiyani hisse par zabardast chot ki to use apni rooh pet se hoti hui munh ke zariye nikalti mehsoos hui.Jab ek zordar laat uski taangon ke beech padi to jism ke doosre hisson ke dard par taangon ke beech ka dard haawi ho gaya.Kuch der pehle toofaani baarish aur tez hawa ke qahar ne logon ko apne gharon mein muqayyad aur raaston ko veeran kar diya tha. Woh ruk ruk kar guzarne wali auto ko kaanpte haathon se rukne ka ishara karta raha. Magar uske naqahat aur dard se dolte wujood par auto walon ko kisi aawara sharabi ka gumaan hota aur woh be-tawajjohi se aage badh jaate.Mukhalif simt se aa rahi car ki headlight ki tez roshni ne uski aankhon ko chaundhiya diya. Ek pal ko goya woh hosh mein aaya. Use yaad aaya usne Manorama ki farmaish par uski pasandeeda anjeer ki mithai kharidi thi. Mithai ka packet kab uske haathon se chhoot kar gira use pata hi nahi chala. Woh apne laagar jism ko ghaseetta hua aage badhta gaya.......................Hasb-e-mamool Kanal ke intazaar mein Manorama ki tawajjoh darwaze par hone wali dastak par markooz thi. Usne gudiya ko apni chhati se dheere se alag kiya uske maathe ko halkese chooma aur aahista se jhoole mein daal diya. Pichhle ek ghante se bijli band thi. Ek pal thehar kar deewar par tange aaine par usne ek nigaah daali. Chiragh ki maddham roshni mein uski naak mein latak rahi sunahri nath ki chamak uske chehre ke gore rang ko mazeed jaazibiyat bakhsh rahi thi. Yeh nath Kanal ne use shab-e-ursi ke waqt bator tohfa di thi. Kai dafa paisoon ki shadeed zaroorat ke waqt Manorama ne nath ko tod kar raqam haasil karne ka irada zahir kiya lekin Kanal ne mana kar diya. Saat phere lene ke baad teen se chaar baras maashi aasoodagi mein guzre. Jab tak ke Kanal ke baap ne apne charon betoon ko ek karobaar ki dor se baandhe rakha tha. Gaon mein shaadi byaah aur tyohaar ke mauqon par aksar log isi pariwar ki kapde ki dukaan Maha Lakshmi ka rukh karte the. Aur phir ek roz Lakshmi ki pooja karte hue Seth Kishori Lal chakkar aa kar aise gire ke dobara uth nahi paaye. Doctor ne bataya zabardast stroke tha jise sattar saalah Seth ka kamzor dil bardaasht na kar saka. Kuch hi din guzre ke pariwar mein Mahabharat shuru ho gayi jiska ikhtitaam karobaar aur ghar ke batware par hua. Kanal ne apne bade bhaiyon se ulajhne ki bajaye gaon chhod kar saikdon meel door rajdhani mein aa kar naye sire se Manorama ke saath zindagi ka safar tai karne ko tarjeeh di. Jo kuch uske hisse mein aaya usse usne kachchi basti mein ek jhuggi numa makaan khareed liya. Use cold drink ki factory mein helper ke taur par kaam mil gaya. Chand mahinon mein hi usne machine chalana seekh liya. Uski tankhwah mein bhi izafa ho gaya. Unki zindagi ke agle teen chaar baras bade pursukoon-o-purmasarrat guzre. Siwaye aulaad ke gham ke. Ek baar anathalaye se bachcha lene ka irada bhi kiya lekin tai-shuda sharton par poora na utar pane ke sabab unhein na-ummeedi haath aayi. Aur phir unki zindagi mein khushgawaar mod us waqt aaya jab Manorama ne use khabar di ke woh ummeed se hai. Gudiya dedh baras ki ho chuki thi.Gudiya ke rone ki awaaz sun Manorama ne aaine se nazrein hataayin aur palat kar jhoole ko dhakka diya. Gudiya ne aankhein moond leen aur pal bhar mein gehari neend so gayi.Manorama ne tik-tik karti deewar ghadi par nazar daali. Woh rozana das baje se pehle khana kha kar Kanal ke pehlu mein let jaya karti thi. Ghadi ki chhoti sui das ke number se aage badhti dekh ab use fikr hone lagi. Kundi ki khadkhadaahat ne uske chehre par aayi fikr ki shikan ko kafoor kar diya.Darwaza kholte hi Kanal ne apne jism ka bojh Manorama ke hawale kar diya tha.“Paani” Kanal ki kamzor awaaz ne Manorama ke wujood ko muztarib kar diya. Mashaqqat ke baad Manorama ne Kanal ko bistar tak pahunchaya.“Aap ki yeh haalat kaise hui? Kuch to bataayein?”Kai baar poochhne par bhi Kanal ne koi reaction nahi diya to usne use hospital le jaane ka faisla kiya. Padosi rickshaw wale ki madad se kisi tarah use rickshaw mein daal kar woh use hospital le jaane ki koshish mein lag gayi.......................“Ikram bhai kripa karke rickshaw tez chalayein.”“Ji didi,”Auto wala khatarnak had tak aane wale mod par auto modte hue bola.Manorama ki god mein hospital haalat se be-khabar tikti lagaye auto rickshaw ki chhat par roshan bulb ko ghoore ja rahi thi. Kanal ka sar apne kandhe par tikate hue woh boli,“Himmat rakhiye hum jaldi hospital pahunch jayenge.”Kanal ke baalon mein halkese ungliyan phirte hue usne khud ko tasalli dene ki koshish ki.Hospital ke liye nikle unhein taqreeban aadha ghante ka waqt guzar chuka tha.Khunak aur tez hawa ke bawajood Kanal ka jism paseene mein sharaboor hua ja raha tha.“He Bhagwan?”Ab woh rone lagi.“Tension na lo didi bas hum hospital pahunch hi gaye.”Ikram hospital ke gate ke saamne auto ko brake lagata hua bola.......................“Yeh to police case hai. Pehle complaint karni hogi—”Ward boy ne hospital ke usool samjhate hue Manorama se kaha.“Bhaiya inki haalat bohot kharab hai. Kripa karke aap doctor ko bulayein.”Manorama ne stretcher par be-sudh pade apne pati ki jaanib ishara karte hue ward boy se iltija ki.Manorama ki aankhon mein bechari dekh ward boy bola,“Theek hai aap pehle form le kar bhar lein phir hum patient ko andar lete hain.”“Bhaiya tum patient ko andar lo hum form le kar aate hain.”Ikram taqreeban daudta hua form haasil karne ke liye khidki ki taraf lapka.Ward boy ek pal ko ruka. Woh Manorama se bola,“Behan ji aap idhar hi ruko.”Woh stretcher kheenchta hua emergency ward mein le gaya.Form jama karne ke baad Ikram Manorama ke qareeb aa kar bola,“Dheeraj rakhein didi hum hospital pahunch gaye hain. Bhagwan sab theek kar dega.”“Patient ke saath kaun aaya hai.”Bahar aa kar nurse ne poocha.“Yeh inki patni hain.”Ikram ne aage badh kar nurse se kaha,“Aur aap?”“Main inka padosi hoon. Main apni auto mein inhein le kar aaya hoon.”Nurse ek lamhe ke liye ruki. Aur Manorama ko haath se rukne ka ishara karte hue boli,“Behan ji aap idhar hi ruko. Bhaiya aap andar aa jao.”Manorama ne pareshan nazron se Ikram ki taraf dekha.“Didi aap yahan baith jao main dekhta hoon.”Ikram ne saamne rakhe bench ki taraf ishara karte hue Manorama se kaha.......................Cabin mein daakhil hone ke baad Ikram ne doctor ko haath jod kar namaste kiya aur table ke saamne khada ho gaya.“Dekho bhaiya is aadmi ki kisi se hatha-pai hui hai. Jism par kuch zakhm ke nishan hain. Waise tum kaun ho iske?”“Ji sahab padosi hoon.”“Saath mein koi rishtedaar nahi aaya?”“Ji inki patni baithi hai bahar. Bulaoon?”“Nahi rehne do aage ki baat ise tum hi bata dena.”Auto wala bechain sawaliya nazron se doctor ki jaanib dekh raha tha.“Baat yeh hai ke is aadmi ki nabz tham gayi hai. Zakhm itne gehre to nahi ke jaan chali jaaye. Maut ki wajah post-mortem ke baad hi pata chalegi. Ho sakta hai heart attack ki wajah se death hui ho.”......................Hospital mein night shift par aane wala staff, staff room mein apni duty lene ki tayyari kar raha tha.“Kya baat hai Gulabo aaj badi chahak rahi ho?”Jawani ki dehleez par abhi abhi qadam rakhne wali nurse apni saathi nurse se boli.“Ab tere se kya chhupana—aaj hamari shaadi ki saalgirah thi—unki maan beemar hai—do din se gaon gaye hue hain—”Saathi nurse ne jhooti hamdardi ka izhaar kiya.“Are yeh to bad luck ho gaya—”Woh boli,“Nahi re aisa kuch nahi—Manoj hai na! Woh bola tension mat le teri anniversary apan manayega—woh mujhe film dekhne le gaya tha—aur pata hai ek bohot badi hotel mein dinner bhi karaya usne—”Apron pehnte hue woh boli. Tees se paintis baras ki umr mein bhi uski aankhon ki chamak se zahir hota tha ke woh zindagi khul kar jeene ki aadi hai.“Kabhi humein bhi saath le chal.”Ward boy room mein daakhil hote hue nurse ka jumla sun kar shararat bhare andaaz mein uski gardan par halki si chapat lagate hue bola.“Ae bhondu chal apne kaam se kaam rakh.”Nurse ne use dhakka dete hue kaha.“Are yeh tere haath par nishan kaisa?”Ward boy ne nurse ka haath apne haath mein le kar poocha.“Are mat pooch yaar zamana bada bura hai—ek aurat ka ghar se nikalna mushkil ho gaya hai—Kalyug hai Kalyug.”“Kyun kya ho gaya?”“Chal zyada deep mein mat ja—le mithai kha.”Woh anjeer ki mithai ka aadha pichka packet purse se nikaal kar table par rakhte hue boli.———————-
Azmat Iqbal
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Maharashtra, Malegaon, India
Kanal is a poor factory worker. On the last day of the week he boards a late bus. Over some small matter the passengers severely beat him – punches, kicks and elbows. In an injured state he is thrown out of the bus. In the dark rainy night he tries to reach home. On the way he remembers that he had bought fig sweets for his wife Manorama, but the packet has already slipped from his hands. The moment he reaches home he collapses. Manorama takes him to the hospital. The doctor informs that his pulse has stopped – death possibly due to a heart attack. At the end of the story a hospital nurse is seen in the staff room eating the same half-crushed packet of fig sweets.
Gareebi, mazdoor class ki majboori aur samaji zulm ke saath chhoti khushiyon ka tragical anjam. Anjeer ki mithai muhabbat aur nuqsan ka markazi alamat…
Gareebi, mazdoor class ki majboori aur samaji zulm ke saath chhoti khushiyon ka tragical anjam. Anjeer ki mithai muhabbat aur nuqsan ka markazi alamati nishan hai.
Yeh realistic short story hai jismein simple zuban, strong characterization aur dramatic irony istemaal ki gayi hai. Manorama aur Kanal ka rishta dilc…
Yeh realistic short story hai jismein simple zuban, strong characterization aur dramatic irony istemaal ki gayi hai. Manorama aur Kanal ka rishta dilchasp hai jabke society ki be-rehmi saaf nazar aati hai.
Story social realism ki kamyab misaal hai. Violence aur class difference ko effective tarike se dikhaya gaya hai. Magar kuch characters (jaise nurse) …
Story social realism ki kamyab misaal hai. Violence aur class difference ko effective tarike se dikhaya gaya hai. Magar kuch characters (jaise nurse) thode underdeveloped reh gaye hain. Ending ka shock value bohot qawi hai.
“Use yaad aaya usne Manorama ki farmaish par uski pasandeeda anjeer ki mithai kharidi thi…”
Yeh iqtebas Kanal ki muhabbat aur sacrifice ko dikhata ha…
“Use yaad aaya usne Manorama ki farmaish par uski pasandeeda anjeer ki mithai kharidi thi…”
Yeh iqtebas Kanal ki muhabbat aur sacrifice ko dikhata hai. Woh apni peeshe se majboor hone ke bawajood biwi ki khushi ke liye mithai lata hai. Packet ka girna uski zindagi ke control ke khatam hone ka alamati ishara hai.
“Woh anjeer ki mithai ka aadha pichka packet purse se nikaal kar table par rakhte hue boli.”
Yeh ending ka iqtebas pure story ka tragic irony complete karta hai. Wohi mithai jo muhabbat ka tohfa thi, ab nurse ke haath mein aa kar bekaar aur be-maani ban jati hai. Kanal ki maut ke baad uski aakhri khushi bhi doosron ke paas chali jati hai.
Strong opening, effective flashback, dramatic irony, realistic dialogue, tight structure aur emotional climax.
Anjeer ki mithai = muhabbat + sacrifice + lost joy
Bus aur maarpit = samaji zulm
Nath = rishton ki qeemat
Dark night aur rain = hopelessness
“Rauh pet se hoti hui munh ke zariye nikalti” – extreme pain ki strong tashbih.
“Gatham gatha hote qadmon” – weakness aur struggle ki isteaara.
“Aan…
“Rauh pet se hoti hui munh ke zariye nikalti” – extreme pain ki strong tashbih.
“Gatham gatha hote qadmon” – weakness aur struggle ki isteaara.
“Aansoo qatar ki shakal mein” – continuous suffering ki visual image.
Azmat Iqbal mazdoor class ke saath deep sympathy rakhte hain. Woh samaj ki be-rehmi, violence aur gareebi ke khilaf awaz uthate hain. Love aur family …
Azmat Iqbal mazdoor class ke saath deep sympathy rakhte hain. Woh samaj ki be-rehmi, violence aur gareebi ke khilaf awaz uthate hain. Love aur family values ko bhi ahmiyat dete hain.
Aaj bhi public transport mein violence, working class ki majboori, medical system ki kamiyan aur gareebi maujood hain. Story aaj ke daur mein bhi equa…
Aaj bhi public transport mein violence, working class ki majboori, medical system ki kamiyan aur gareebi maujood hain. Story aaj ke daur mein bhi equally relevant hai.




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