Phir bhi aawaara mizaajo’n ka safar jaari hai
Insaani azmat yehi hai ke woh apni raah mein aanay waali mushkilaat ke saamne hathiyaar na daalay. Woh jitni baar giray, har baar pehle se zyada pur azm ho kar uthay aur zer-e-lab yehi sher gungunatay huay istaqaamat se apna safar jaari rakhay.
Qaaflay rait huay dasht-e-junoo’n mai’n kitnay
Phir bhi aawaara mizaajo’n ka safar jaari hai
(Farhat Abbas Shah)
Insaan apni har naakaami ko seekhnay ka amal samajh kar har rukaawat ko pehlay se behtar hikmat-e-amli se aboor karne ki jad-o-jehad kray toh us ke jazbay ki sachaai dekh kar manzil khud us ke saamnay aa jaati hai.
Jad-o-jehad yehi hai ke;
’’Jab aap apni rassi ke ikhtitaam par pahunch jaaye’n tau girah lagaaye’n aur latkay rahai’n.” (Roosevelt)
Aur haar na maane’n.
July, 1952 ki subah California ka saahil dhund mein lipta hua tha. Maghrib ki taraf 22 kilometer faaslay par Jazeera Catalina mein, aik chauntees saala maahir tairaak khaatoon Florence Chadwick paani mein utri aur California ki jaanib tairna shuru ho gayi. Is se qabl, woh English Channel ke dono taraf tairaaki mein kaamyaabi ke jhanday gaarr chuki thi. Ab is ka azm tha, Catalina Channel tair kar aboor karne waali pehli khaatoon banay.
National TV par laakhon afraad yeh manzar dekh rahay thay. Thand, Chadwick ki haddiyo’n tak utar gayi, par woh dilairi se dhund ki dabeez teh ko kaat’ti aur shaarko’n se bachti bachaati aagay barhti gayi. Kai baar to raiflo’n ki madad se shaarko’n ko duur bhagaana parra. Woh thaki to nahi magar barfeelay paani ne Chadwick ke hosh mayoosana hadd tak gum kar diye. Iss jaan-leva jad-o-jehad mein apnay tairaaki ke chashmay se saahil ke nazaaray ki muntazir Chadwick ko gehri dhund ke siwa kuch nazar na aaya tau woh himmat haar gayi.
Agarcheh woh haar maannay waalo’n mein nahi thi, par phir bhi woh chillsai aur kashti par baithay apnay trainer aur maa’n se faryaad karne lagi ke usay paani se baahar nikaala jaaye. Unho ne us ki himmat bandhaanay ki koshish ki magar jab bhi woh California saahil ki tamanna karti, usay dabeez dhund ke siwa kuch nazar na aata. Pandrah ghantay aur pachpan minute ki jaa’n-fishaani ke ba-wajood, usay bil-aakhir paani se nikaal kar kashti mein khainch liya gaya.
Munjamid haddiyo’n se kapkapaati shikast-khurda Chadwick tab dhay parri jab usay ma’loom hua, woh California se sirf aadh meel duur thi. Is naakaami par usay sakht dhachka lagaa. Dhund ne usay shikast de di thi.
Uss ne reporter se baat kartay huay kaha,
”Sir, main koi uzr paish nahi kar rahi lekin agar may us waqt saahil ko dekh paati tau mujhay yaqeen hai, may kaamyaab ho jaati.”
Us ki shikast ki zimmedaar na thakan thi aur na sakht sardi, balkay dhund ne usay maat di thi kyunkay us ne us ki manzil ko dhundla diya tha. Us ki aql, aankh aur sab se barh kar dil par pardah daal diya tha.
Dau maah baad, Chadwick phir ussi Channel ko aboor karnay ke liye paani mein utri. Dhund ne phir se manzar dhundla diya magar ab ke woh is pukhta azm ke saath tairti rahi ke isi dhund mein us ki manzil bhi chhupi hui hai.
Is baar woh jeet gayi.
Na sirf yeh ke woh Catalina Channel (Jazeera Catalina ki aabi guzargaah) ko tair kar aboor karne waali pehli khaatoon ban gayi thi balkay woh mard tairaak ke banaaye huay record se bhi dau ghantay qabl manzil tak pahunch gayi.
Haar mat maano
Jab sab kuch ghalat ho raha ho, jaisa ke kabhi kabhaar ho jaata hai
Jab tumhaara rasta pahaar ki bulandi ki tarah dushwaar guzaar ho jaaey
Jab wasaa’il kam hon aur masaa’il bay-shumaar
Jab tum muskurana chaahtay ho magar aansoo bahaanay par majboor ho jaao
Jab pareshaani ke bojh tlay tum dabtay chalay jaao
Bohat zaroori hai to kuch dair saans le lo, par, kabhi haar na maano
Zindagi ajeeb khel hai; kabhi haar, kabhi jeet
Har koi kabhi na kabhi is haqeeqat se aashkaar hota hai
Ke naakaami ka rukh morra jaa sakta hai
Haar mat maano, raftaar chaahay kaisi bhi kam ho
Ho sakta hai, agli zarb, tumhaari fatah ki ho
Aksar, manzil bohat qareeb hoti hai
Jab yeh thakan se choor larkharaatay shakhs ko duur dikhaai deti hai
Aksar, manzil ke liye koshaa’n shakhs tab haar maan leta hai
Jab fatah ka cup qareeb qareeb us ki dastaras mein hota hai
Aur usay bohat dair baad pta chalta hai, jab tareeki chhup jaati hai
Ke sunheri taaj bas aik dau qadam ke faaslay par tha
Kaamyaabi, naakaami hi ka ulta rukh hai
Shukook ke tareek baadlo’n mein, nuqrai umeed ki jhalak
Aur tum kabhi yeh andaaza bhi to nahi laga saktay ke tum kitnay qareeb ho
Tab shaayad tum bilkul nazdeek hi ho, jab khud ko duur samajh rahay ho
Is liye, chaahay shadeed tareen zarb bhi lagay, apni jang jaari rakho
Yaani, kaisay bhi bad-tareen haalaat hon, har-giz haar na maano
(Shaayar: Na-maloom)
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