## **Part 1
– Aik Anjaan Mulakaat**
Sham dhal rahi thi. Sheher ki galiyon mein halki si thandak or hawa ka nasha chhaya hua tha. Zoya library se nikal kar ghar ki taraf chal rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si udasi thi, jaise zindagi usse kuch cheen kar le gayi ho. Zoya ke liye mohabbat ek khubsurat lafz tha, magar uske liye ab sirf dard ki tasveer ban chuka tha.
Zoya ne apna bag adjust kiya aur tezi se kadam barhaye hi the ke achanak ek gadi uske saamne ruk gayi. Gadi se nikalne wala shakhs lamba, khubsurat aur kafi confident lag raha tha. Usne halka sa muskurate hue kaha:
“Excuse me, ye road kaha jaati hai university side?”
Zoya ne pehle thoda socha, phir sirf haan mein jawab diya aur raste ki taraf ishara kar diya. Us shakhs ne phir muskurate hue kaha:
“Shukriya… waise mera naam Adeel hai.”
Zoya ne sir jhuka kar sirf ek lafz kaha:
“Zoya.”
Aur tezi se chal di.
Adeel ne uski jaldi mein chalti hui chaal ko dekha aur dil hi dil mein socha:
“Ye larki alag lagti hai… kuch khas hai isme.”
Us raat Adeel ne apne doston ke sath party mein bhi Zoya ka chehra yaad rakha. Usne dil mein decide kar liya ke woh dobara us larki se milna chahta hai.
Magar Zoya… woh apni zindagi ke purane zakhamon mein itni uljhi hui thi ke naye rishton ki taraf dekhne ka soch bhi nahi sakti thi. Uske dil mein mohabbat ke sath sath inteqam ki aag bhi jal rahi thi – inteqam us shaks se jisne uska sab kuch tod diya tha.
Kya Zoya ka raasta Adeel se jurega?
Ya phir woh sirf apne inteqam ki aag mein aur jalti rahegi?
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## **Part 2
– Guzishta Zakham**
Zoya apne kamre ki khidki ke samne khari bahar andheri raat ko dekh rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein aansoon chamak rahe the, lekin usne girne nahi diye. Uske dil ke andar woh purani kahani abhi tak zinda thi jo uske liye ek zakham ban chuki thi.
Kuch saal pehle Zoya ek aur larki jaisi hi thi—hansi, khush mizaj aur sapnon se bhari hui. Usne apni zindagi ka sabse khoobsurat pal tab dekha jab uski mulaqat **Arman** se hui. Arman ek charming, samajhdar aur bade gharane ka larka tha. Shuru mein to Zoya ko laga ke ye sirf ek dosti hai, magar dheere dheere ye dosti mohabbat mein badal gayi.
Arman ne bhi Zoya se wada kiya tha ke woh hamesha uska saath dega. Din raat ke sapne, chand sitare ke waade, har pal mein mohabbat… sab kuch sach lagta tha. Magar Zoya ne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ke ek din wahi Arman uske khilaf sabse badi dhokebaazi karega.
Arman ne sirf Zoya ka dil hi nahi toda, balke uski izzat aur bharosa bhi cheen liya. Us din ke baad Zoya ka dil pathar ban gaya. Usne faisla kiya ke woh apne aansoon ki kamzori ko taqat banayegi. Ab uski zindagi ka sirf ek maqsad tha—**Inteqam.**
Isi soch mein ghiri hui Zoya ne diary uthayi jo uske past ka ek nishan thi. Us diary ke andar Arman ke likhe hue lafz, uske waade aur tasveerain thi. Zoya diary ko dekh kar phir muskurayi, lekin ye muskurahat zakhmon se bhari hui thi.
Zoya ne dheere se kaha:
“Arman… tumne mujhe tod diya tha. Magar ab main tumhe tod kar dikhaungi. Ye inteqam meri mohabbat ka jawab hoga.”
Usi waqt uske phone ki screen chamki. Message aaya tha—**“Kal sham university library ke paas tumse milna hai. – Adeel”**
Zoya ne screen dekhi, thoda socha aur diary bandh karke rak di. Uske dil mein ek ajeeb sa ehsaas jaag raha tha… kya Adeel ek naya kirdar ban kar uske inteqam aur mohabbat ke safar mein shaamil hone wala tha?
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## **Part 3
– Nayi Shuruaat Ya Naya Jaal?**
Agli sham Zoya ne library ke paas jaane ka faisla kar liya. Dil ke kisi kone mein usse lag raha tha ke ye sirf aik mamooli mulaqat hai, lekin andar hi andar woh jaan’ti thi ke zindagi ke raaste kabhi bhi mamooli nahi hote.
Zoya safed dress pehne, halka sa dupatta sar pe liye library ke samne khari thi. Uski aankhon mein ek gahrayi thi jo kisi ko bhi kheench leti. Thodi der mein Adeel ki black car aayi aur ruk gayi. Adeel ne muskurate hue gaadi se nikal kar kaha:
“Main soch raha tha tum nahi aogi.”
Zoya ne bas itna kaha:
“Mujhe waqt zaya karna pasand nahi.”
Adeel uske confidence ko dekh kar hairan hua. Usne Zoya ke liye door open kiya aur kaha:
“Chalo coffee pe chalte hain, baat karni hai.”
Zoya ne pehle thoda socha, phir maan gayi. Dono ek café mein baithe. Adeel baaton baaton mein uske shauq, padhai aur family ke bare mein puchta raha, lekin Zoya har sawal ka bas chhota aur limited jawab deti rahi.
Lekin ek pal aisa aaya jab Adeel ne seedha pooch liya:
“Zoya, tumhari aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa dard hai… kya main jaan sakta hoon tumhare dil mein kya chhupa hai?”
Ye sun kar Zoya ek pal ke liye chup ho gayi. Uski saanse tez ho gayi, lekin usne apne emotions control kiye.
Usne halki muskaan ke sath kaha:
“Har insaan ke paas apni ek kahani hoti hai, Adeel. Meri kahani bhi aisi hi hai… magar abhi waqt nahi.”
Adeel ne bina aur sawal kiye sirf itna kaha:
“Jab bhi tumhe lage ke mujh par bharosa kar sakti ho, mujhe zaroor batana.”
Us raat ghar laut kar Zoya diary khol kar likhti rahi:
“Adeel ek ajeeb shaks hai… uske lafzon mein sachchai hai. Lekin mujhe yaad rakhna hoga ke mera asli mission kya hai – Arman se inteqam. Mohabbat ke liye ab mere dil mein jagah nahi… ya shayad main galat hoon?”
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## **Part 4
– Pehli Dosti Ki Lakeer**
Agli subah Zoya apni class ke liye university gayi. Usne decide kar liya tha ke woh Adeel ko zyada importance nahi degi. Uska asli maqsad ab bhi wahi tha—**Arman se inteqam.**
Magar jab woh class se nikal rahi thi to samne se Adeel phoolon ka chhota sa bouquet lekar aa gaya. Usne muskurate hue kaha:
“Relax, ye tumhe impress karne ke liye nahi… sirf dosti ki ek nishani hai.”
Zoya ne phool liye bina kaha:
“Mujhe dosti ka shauk nahi, Adeel.”
Adeel ne thoda serious hote hue jawab diya:
“Shauk nahi, zarurat hoti hai. Kabhi kabhi hum samajhte hain ke hume kisi ki zarurat nahi, magar asal mein hum akelay lad nahi paate.”
Zoya uski baat sunkar ek pal ke liye hil gayi, jaise Adeel uske dil ki gehraiyon ko samajh gaya ho. Lekin usne apne jazbaat chupate hue phool lene se inkaar kar diya aur seedha chal di.
Raat ko jab Zoya diary likh rahi thi to usne khud se sawal kiya:
“Main Adeel se door rehna chahti hoon, lekin kyun uske lafz mere andar ghoonjne lagte hain? Kya woh sirf ek musafir hai meri zindagi ka, ya phir ek naya safar shuru hone wala hai?”
Dusri taraf, Adeel apne dost ko keh raha tha:
“Zoya different hai… main usse sirf pasand nahi karta, main usse samajhna chahta hoon. Uske dil mein jo dard chhupa hai, main use bharna chahta hoon.”
Magar Zoya ko abhi bhi ek baat yaad thi:
**“Meri zindagi ka asal mission inteqam hai, mohabbat nahi.”**
Lekin taqdeer ko koun rok sakta hai?
Shayad Adeel us mission ka hissa ban’ne wala tha… chahe Zoya chahe ya na chahe.
Zabardast! Ab main aapke liye **Part 5** likhta hoon 👇
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## **Part 5
– Guftagu Jo Dil Ko Chu Gayi**
Agli dafa Zoya library mein bethi thi. Uske samne kitaben khuli hui thi magar uski nazar lafzon par tik nahi rahi thi. Uska dimaag bas Adeel ki baaton mein uljha hua tha.
Achanak saamne wali chair kheench kar koi baith gaya. Zoya ne sir uthaya to woh Adeel tha. Usne muskurate hue kaha:
“Tumhe ignore karne mein bhi ek ajeeb sa nakhra hai… aur mujhe ye nakhra pasand hai.”
Zoya ne aankhein ghoomate hue kaha:
“Tum har jagah kyun samne aa jaate ho? Tumhe aur koi kaam nahi?”
Adeel hans kar bola:
“Kaam hi to hai… tumhe samajhna. Zoya, tumhari aankhon mein ek dard hai, aur mujhe ye dard door karne ka junoon hai.”
Zoya ek pal ke liye chup ho gayi. Usne diary ke papers pakde aur dheere se kaha:
“Kuch zakham aise hote hain jo kabhi bharte nahi, Adeel. Tum jitni koshish kar lo, un zakhamon ko sirf inteqam hi bhar sakta hai.”
Adeel ne uski baat dhyaan se suni, phir halki si muskaan ke sath kaha:
“Ya phir mohabbat… kyunke mohabbat mein wo taqat hai jo sabse gehre zakham bhi bhar deti hai.”
Zoya ne gusse aur uljhan ke sath kaha:
“Mujhe mohabbat se nafrat hai!”
Café mein ek pal ke liye khamoshi छा गई. Adeel ne uski aankhon mein dekha aur bas dheere se kaha:
“Phir main tumhe prove karke dikhaunga ke tum galat ho.”
Us raat Zoya diary likhti rahi:
“Adeel pagal hai… lekin uske lafzon mein ek ajeeb si tasalli hoti hai. Kya sach mein mohabbat zakham bhar sakti hai? Ya main apne inteqam ke raste se hatoongi kabhi nahi?”
Zoya ke dil mein pehli dafa ek jang shuru ho gayi thi—
**Mohabbat ya Inteqam?**
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## **Part 6
– Arman Ki Wapsi**
Zoya ab roz Adeel se milne lagi thi, chahe use pasand ho ya na ho. Kabhi university mein, kabhi café mein… Adeel uske aas-paas ghoomta rehta, aur har dafa apni muskaan aur baaton se Zoya ke dil ki deewaren hila deta.
Magar Zoya ke andar ek aur aag jal rahi thi—**Inteqam ki aag.**
Woh Arman ka chehra bhool nahi pa rahi thi. Arman jisne usse mohabbat ka sapna dikhakar dhoka diya tha.
Ek din jab Zoya library ke samne khadi apni diary likh rahi thi, achanak ek awaaz uske kaan mein goonj uthi:
“Zoya… tum yahan?”
Usne diary bandh karke sir uthaya—aur samne Arman tha. Wahi Arman jiska chehra usne barson se sirf khauf aur nafrat mein dekha tha.
Arman bilkul pehle jaisa tha—smart, confident, aur apni aankhon mein wo hi purana charm liye. Lekin Zoya ke liye wo sirf ek dhokebaaz tha. Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga, magar is dafa darr se nahi… **inteqam ki bhook se.**
Arman muskuraya aur bola:
“Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tum abhi bhi utni hi khoobsurat ho… jaise pehle thi.”
Zoya ne apna gussa chhupate hue bas itna kaha:
“Tumhe dekh kar bhi yakeen nahi hota ke insaan itna badal sakta hai.”
Arman ne casual tone mein kaha:
“Badalna zaroori hota hai Zoya… aur waise bhi, kuch baatein bhool jao to behtar hai.”
Ye sun kar Zoya ke dil mein jwala bhadak uthi. Usne diary zor se band ki aur dil mein kaha:
“Arman, tumhe lagta hai main sab bhool gayi hoon… lekin ab tumhe meri yaadon ka asli matlab samajh aayega. Ye khel ab shuru hoga.”
Lekin Zoya ko ye nahi pata tha ke Arman ki wapsi sirf ek coincidence nahi thi… balki ek nayi kahani ka aaghaz hone wala tha.
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Part 7
– Do Raaste, Do Jazbaat
Arman se mulaqat ke baad Zoya puri raat so nahi paayi. Uske dimagh mein bas ek hi sawaal ghoomta raha—
“Kya waqt aa gaya hai apne inteqam ka? Ya abhi nahi?”
Uske dil mein ek ajeeb si ladai chal rahi thi. Ek taraf Adeel tha, jo bina shart ke uski fikr karta tha, uske zakham samajhta tha. Aur doosri taraf Arman—uske zakhamon ki wajah, uski zindagi ka sabse bara dard.
Agli subah Adeel ne message bheja:
“Coffee? Tumhari muskaan kaafi dino se missing hai.”
Zoya ne message dekh kar thoda muskura diya, lekin phir Arman ka chehra samne aa gaya. Usne decide kiya ke woh Adeel ko milne jayegi, lekin apni asli kahani abhi nahi batayegi.
Café mein Adeel uska intezar kar raha tha. Jaise hi Zoya aayi, usne kaha:
“Zoya, tum theek nahi lag rahi. Kya hua?”
Zoya ne ghoomti hui nazar se jawab diya:
“Kuch nahi… bas purane zakham yaad aa gaye.”
Adeel ne uske haath par apna haath rakha aur dheere se kaha:
“Main chahta hoon tumhare zakham sirf yaad na bane rahen. Main chahta hoon tum phir se jeena seekho.”
Zoya ne uski aankhon mein dekha… aur ek pal ke liye usse laga ke shayad ye insaan uske liye hi bana hai. Lekin usi waqt uske phone par ek message aaya—
“Kal dinner pe milo… sirf tum aur main. – Arman”
Zoya ke dil ki saari uljhan wapas laut aayi. Usne diary khol kar likha:
“Mujhe faisla karna hoga… Mohabbat ka raasta ya Inteqam ka safar. Adeel ka saath ya Arman ka khatma. Lekin main jaanti hoon… ek waqt aayega jab mujhe sab kuch sacrifice karna hoga.”
Us raat Zoya ki aankhon mein neend thi, lekin uske dil mein bas do lafz ghoom rahe the:
Mohabbat ya Inteqam?
Part 8
– Dinner Ki Daawat
Agli shaam Zoya ne Arman ki daawat qubool kar li. Uska maksad clear tha—apne inteqam ki shuruaat. Lekin uske dil ke kisi kone mein ek ajeeb si ghabrahat thi.
Zoya ne black dress pehni, simple lekin elegant. Mirror ke samne khud ko dekhte hue usne diary mein likha:
“Arman… ab tumhe meri mohabbat nahi, meri nafrat milegi. Tumne jo zakham diye, unka hisaab shuru hota hai aaj raat se.”
Restaurant mein Arman pehle se maujood tha. Usne Zoya ko dekhte hi khud se kaha:
“Wow… kuch cheezein waqt se aur behtareen ho jaati hain.”
Zoya ne muskurate hue table par seat li, magar uski aankhon mein wo purani roshni nahi thi. Arman casually baatein karta raha—apni business deals, foreign trips aur glamorous life ke kisse. Lekin Zoya bas uske har lafz ko note karti rahi, jaise uske khilaf saboot jama kar rahi ho.
Phir Arman ne seedha poochha:
“Zoya, tum ab bhi mujhse naraz ho? Itne saalon baad bhi tum mujhe maaf nahi kar sakti?”
Zoya ne apne aansoon rokte hue halki muskaan ke sath kaha:
“Maafi? Arman, kuch gunah aise hote hain jinke liye maafi ka lafz bhi chhota lagta hai.”
Arman ne halka sa haath uski taraf badhaya:
“Main tumse phir se shuru karna chahta hoon, Zoya.”
Ye sun kar Zoya ke andar tufaan uth gaya. Usne diary ki woh line yaad ki jo usne likhi thi:
“Meri mohabbat tumhari maut banegi, Arman.”
Lekin usne apne chehre par muskaan banaye rakhi aur kaha:
“Shuruat… shayad mumkin ho.”
Arman ne uske haath ko pakad liya. Zoya ne us pal apne dil mein decide kar liya:
“Ye khel main apne tareeqe se khelungi. Mohabbat ka mask pehen kar tumhe barbaad karungi, Arman.”
Magar Zoya yeh bhool gayi thi ke khel sirf uska nahi tha… Arman bhi apna chaal chalne wala tha.
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## **Part 9
– Arman Ka Chaal**
Dinner ke baad Zoya ghar aayi to uske dil mein ajeeb si ghabrahat thi. Usne diary uthayi aur likhne lagi:
“Arman ko maine apna mask dikha diya hai… ab ye khel sirf inteqam ka hoga. Lekin mujhe lagta hai, uski muskaan ke peeche bhi kuch chhupa hua hai.”
Aur waqai, Arman ke chehre ki woh muskaan sirf ek dhokha thi. Usne Zoya ke jaane ke baad apne dost Faraz ko call kiya:
“Zoya wapas meri zindagi mein aa gayi hai. Is dafa main use apne plan ke liye istemal karunga. Uska jazbaat mere kaam aayega… aur woh khud samajh bhi nahi paayegi.”
Faraz ne poocha:
“Plan kya hai?”
Arman ne dheere se hans kar kaha:
“Uske dil ko dobara jeetna. Usse apne paas lana… aur phir uska istemal karna. Mohabbat ka naam lekar main usse dobara tod dunga.”
Dusri taraf Zoya diary bandh karke so gayi, lekin uske dil ke andar inteqam ki aag aur tez jalne lagi thi. Usne khud se wada kiya:
“Arman, tumne mujhe ek dafa toda tha. Is dafa main tumhe tod kar chorungi. Ye mohabbat aur nafrat ka khel tumhe barbaad kar dega.”
Magar ek teesra kirdar bhi chupke se is khel ka hissa ban raha tha—**Adeel.**
Usne notice kiya ke Zoya usse door hoti ja rahi hai. Usne apne dost ko kaha:
“Zoya ki zindagi mein koi aur hai… aur mujhe lagta hai woh shaks uske liye khatra hai. Main ye hone nahi dunga.”
Ab Zoya, Arman aur Adeel—
teenon apni apni chaal chalne lage the.
Mohabbat aur Inteqam ka ye safar ab aur bhi uljhan bhara hone wala tha.
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## **Part 10
– Raaz Ka Parda**
Zoya ne decide kiya ke Arman ke qareeb jaakar hi usse barbaad karna hai. Usne diary mein likha:
“Dushman ko girane ka sabse behtareen tareeqa hai uske qareeb rehna. Arman… tum samajh rahe ho ke main wapas tumhari mohabbat mein phans rahi hoon, lekin asal mein ye tumhari tabahi ka raasta hai.”
Agli dafa jab Arman usse lene aaya, woh unusually romantic tha. Gari mein music chal raha tha, aur usne Zoya ko kaha:
“Pata hai, tumhare bina meri zindagi adhoori hai. Mujhe dobara ek chance do.”
Zoya ne halka sa muskaan banayi aur kaha:
“Shayad waqt sab kuch theek kar deta hai.”
Arman khush tha, lekin use andaza nahi tha ke Zoya ki muskaan ke peechay zeher छupa tha.
Dusri taraf Adeel din-ba-din restless hota ja raha tha. Usne Zoya ko call kiya:
“Tum mujhse door kyun ho rahi ho? Tumhari aankhon mein woh dard wapas aa raha hai… aur mujhe lagta hai tum khud ko khatre mein daal rahi ho.”
Zoya ne gusse se jawab diya:
“Adeel, tum meri zindagi ko nahi samajh sakte. Mujhe akela chor do.”
Adeel ne phone cut kiya, lekin uska dil keh raha tha:
“Zoya jhoot bol rahi hai… woh kisi cheez mein phas rahi hai. Aur main use akela nahi chorunga.”
Us raat Adeel ne Zoya ka peecha kiya. Arman aur Zoya ek hotel ke conference hall mein dinner kar rahe the. Zoya hans rahi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein dard tha.
Adeel ne khidki ke peeche khud se kaha:
“Ye larki mujhe kuch nahi batana chahti, lekin main uski asli kahani samajh kar rahunga.”
Magar us waqt Arman apni seat se uth kar washroom gaya. Zoya ne uske wallet ko dekha jo table par chhuta reh gaya tha. Uske andar ek **tasveer** thi—
Tasveer mein Arman aur… **Adeel ek saath khade the.**
Zoya ka rang ud gaya.
“Ye… ye kaisa raaz hai? Adeel aur Arman… ek doosre ko jaante hain?”
Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga.
Ye sab sirf mohabbat aur inteqam ka khel nahi tha… iske peeche kuch aur bhi chhupa tha.
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## **Part 11
– Chhupa Hua Rishta**
Zoya ne tasveer ko dekha jahan Arman aur Adeel dono ek saath khade the. Dono ke chehre par muskaan thi, jaise purane dost ya partners ho. Uske haath kanpne lage. Diary ke pages uske zehan mein ghoomne lage—
“Main Adeel par bharosa karne lagi thi… lekin agar woh bhi Arman ka hissa hua to?”
Arman wapas aaya to Zoya ne tasveer jaldi se diary ke andar chhupa li. Usne apne chehre par muskaan banayi, lekin andar se uska dil toofaan ban chuka tha.
Arman casually baith kar bola:
“Kya soch rahi ho, Zoya?”
Zoya ne muskaan ke saath jawab diya:
“Bas yeh ke waqt kitni jaldi badal jaata hai.”
Raat ko ghar aakar Zoya ne diary kholi aur likha:
“Adeel aur Arman… dono ek doosre ko jaante hain. Lekin kis rishtay se? Agar Adeel bhi dhokebaaz nikla to meri zindagi dobara barbaad ho jaayegi.”
Usne decide kiya ke ab use Adeel se jawab lena hi hoga.
Agli subah Zoya ne Adeel ko bulaya. Dono university ke garden mein mile. Zoya ne seedha poocha:
“Adeel, mujhe sach batao… tum Arman ko jaante ho?”
Adeel ek pal ke liye chup raha, phir usne gahri saans le kar kaha:
“Haan, main Arman ko jaanta hoon.”
Zoya ka rang udd gaya. Usne thandi awaaz mein kaha:
“Kya rishta hai tum dono ka?”
Adeel ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue jawab diya:
“Woh… mera *half-brother* hai, Zoya.”
Zoya ki saansein ruk gayin. Usne diary zor se band ki aur dil mein kaha:
“Yeh khel to meri soch se bhi zyada khatarnaak hai. Ab mujhe decide karna hoga—Adeel par bharosa karun ya Arman se inteqam ke raste par akeli chalu.”
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## **Part 12
– Bharosa ya Shak?**
Zoya ab bhi shock mein thi. Usne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ke Adeel aur Arman **half-brothers** ho sakte hain. Uska dil uljhanon ka shikar tha.
Usne gusse mein kaha:
“Tumne mujhe pehle kyun nahi bataya? Agar main khud tasveer na dekhti to tum kabhi sach bolte bhi ya nahi?”
Adeel ne bechaini se jawab diya:
“Zoya, main tumse kuch chhupana nahi chahta tha. Lekin mujhe darr tha ke tum mujhe galat samjhogi. Haan, Arman mera bhai hai… lekin main uske khilaf hoon. Main janta hoon usne tumhare sath kya kiya tha.”
Zoya ki aankhon mein aansu bhar aaye, lekin usne apni himmat ko mazboot kiya:
“Tum keh rahe ho ke tum uske khilaf ho? Magar kaise yakeen karun main? Shayad tum dono mil kar mujhe dobara todna chahte ho.”
Adeel ne uska haath pakadne ki koshish ki, lekin Zoya peeche hat gayi. Adeel ki awaaz bharayi:
“Zoya, main tumhe dhoka nahi dunga. Tumhe jo zakham usne diye, main khud chahta hoon tumhe unse azaad karna. Arman sirf mera bhai nahi… meri zindagi ki sabse badi ghalti bhi hai. Main tumhare saath hoon, chahe tum mujh par bharosa karo ya na karo.”
Zoya diary likhte waqt sochti rahi:
“Adeel ke lafzon mein sachchai hai… magar mera dil abhi bhi us par shak kar raha hai. Agar woh Arman ka khoon hai, to uski rooh bhi utni hi kali ho sakti hai.”
Us raat usne apne dil se ek sawal kiya:
“Kya main apne inteqam ke safar mein Adeel ko apna humsafar banaun? Ya phir main akeli hi ladun, jahan mohabbat ki jagah sirf nafrat ho?”
Aur phir usne diary ke niche ek line likhi:
**“Mohabbat pe bharosa karna meri sabse badi ghalti thi… shayad dobara bhi hogi.”**
Usi waqt Zoya ke phone par ek aur message aya—
**“Kal raat, terrace par milna. Tumhe ek raaz batana hai. – Arman”**
Ab Zoya ke saamne do raste the—
Ek taraf Adeel ka bharosa… aur doosri taraf Arman ka raaz.
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## **Part 13
– Arman Ka Raaz**
Raat ka waqt tha. Chand ki roshni se terrace chamak raha tha. Zoya dil mein bohot uljhan le kar wahan gayi. Uske dimaag mein bas ek hi sawaal tha—
“Arman mujhe kya batane wala hai? Ye koi naya jhoot hoga ya sach?”
Arman terrace par khada cigarette pi raha tha. Zoya ko dekh kar usne muskaan di aur kaha:
“Main janta tha tum aogi. Tumhare andar jitni nafrat hai, utna hi jazbaat bhi hai.”
Zoya ne thandi awaaz mein kaha:
“Seedhi baat karo, Arman. Kya raaz hai?”
Arman ne gahri saans li aur kaha:
“Tumhe lagta hai maine tumse dhoka diya… lekin asal sach tumhe abhi tak nahi pata. Tumhari zindagi ke kuch palon ko maine todha tha… lekin uske peeche meri majboori thi. Mujhe kisi ne majboor kiya tha—aur wo aur koi nahi, **Adeel tha.**”
Zoya ka rang udd gaya.
“Kya…?!”
Arman ne cigarette zameen par phenk kar uski taraf dekha:
“Ha Zoya. Adeel mera bhai hai, lekin wo sirf innocent act karta hai. Asal mein usne mujhe tumse door hone par majboor kiya tha. Usne kaha tha agar main tumse door na hua to wo meri zindagi barbad kar dega. Mujhe tumse mohabbat thi… ab bhi hai. Lekin tumhare saath na rehne ka faisla mera nahi tha, Adeel ka tha.”
Zoya ke dil mein tufaan barpa ho gaya. Diary ki woh saari lines yaad aayi jahan usne Adeel ko apna dost, apna sahara samjhna shuru kiya tha.
Usne apne dil mein kaha:
“Ye dono bhai… dono mere saath khel rahe hain? Kaun sa sach hai, kaun sa jhoot? Agar Arman sach keh raha hai, to Adeel meri zindagi ka sabse bada dhokebaaz hai.”
Arman ne uske kareeb aakar uske aansu pochhne ki koshish ki:
“Zoya, main tumse dobara mohabbat chahta hoon. Mujhe ek chance do. Main sab theek kar dunga.”
Zoya ne apna haath kheench liya aur diary ko zor se pakad kar terrace se neeche utar gayi. Uske dil mein sirf ek lafz goonj raha tha:
**“Mohabbat ya Inteqam… dono hi mujhe khoon ka qatal karne par majboor kar denge.”**
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## **Part 14
– Sach Ya Jhoot?**
Agli subah Zoya ne decide kiya ke ab usse Adeel ka samna karna hi hoga. Usne raat bhar diary mein likha tha:
“Arman ke lafz mere zehan ko tod rahe hain. Agar Adeel waqai mere dard ka asal mujrim hai, to mera inteqam ab usi se hoga.”
University ke garden mein Adeel Zoya ka intezar kar raha tha. Jaise hi Zoya uske saamne aayi, uski aankhon mein gussa tha.
Zoya ne bina waqt zaya kiye kaha:
“Arman ne sab kuch bata diya hai.”
Adeel ne hairani se kaha:
“Kya matlab?”
Zoya ki awaaz tez ho gayi:
“Arman keh raha tha ke tumne usse majboor kiya tha mujhe chhodne ke liye. Tum meri zindagi ki sabse badi wajah ho jisne mujhe barbaad kiya. Kya ye sach hai, Adeel?”
Adeel ek pal ke liye chup raha, phir uski aankhon mein dard bhar aaya.
“Zoya, tum mujh par shak kar rahi ho? Main ne tumhara saath dena chaaha, tumhare zakham bharne chaaha… aur tum keh rahi ho main hi mujrim hoon?”
Zoya ka dil toot raha tha, lekin usne apni awaaz sakht banayi:
“Mujhe jawab chahiye, Adeel. Ha ya na.”
Adeel ki saanse tez ho gayin. Usne gusse se kaha:
“Arman jhoot bol raha hai! Usne tumhe phir se manipulate kiya hai. Tumhe samajhna hoga, Zoya, main tumhara dushman nahi hoon… main tumhara sabse bada humsafar hoon.”
Zoya ki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye. Usne diary nikali aur likha:
“Ek keh raha hai main uska inteqam hoon, doosra keh raha hai main uska pyaar. Dono ke lafzon ne mujhe pareshan kar diya hai. Agar main Adeel par bharosa karun to Arman mujhe dhokebaaz lagta hai… aur agar Arman par yaqeen karun to Adeel mujhe sabse bara gunehgaar lagta hai.”
Zoya ne diary band kar ke Adeel ki taraf dekha:
“Main tum par bharosa karna chahti hoon, Adeel… lekin mera dil kehta hai ke tum dono mujhe ek khel ki tarah istemal kar rahe ho.”
Adeel ne uske aansu pochhne ki koshish ki, magar Zoya peeche hat gayi aur kehne lagi:
“Jab tak mujhe asli sach nahi milta… main tum dono par bharosa nahi karungi.”
Aur ye keh kar woh chali gayi.
Adeel akela reh gaya aur usne apne dil mein kaha:
“Arman… tumne phir se Zoya ke dil mein zeher daala hai. Lekin is dafa main tumhe jeetne nahi dunga.”
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## **Part 15
– Guzishta Raaz**
Zoya raat bhar neend nahi kar paayi. Usne diary khol kar likha:
“Main ab in dono bhaiyon ke alfazon par bharosa nahi karungi. Agar mujhe asli sach chahiye, to mujhe inke guzishta raaz khud dhoondhne padenge.”
Usne decide kiya ke sabse pehle usse Arman aur Adeel ki **family background** samajhni hogi. Agli subah woh library gayi, jahan purane news records aur local newspapers maujood the.
Wahan usse ek purani newspaper cutting mili. Headline thi:
**“Businessman Kareem Malik ki maut – do betay, ek maa.”**
Zoya ne dhadkan tez hote mehsoos ki. Article mein likha tha:
“Kareem Malik ke do betay, Arman aur Adeel, alag-alag maaon se the. Arman apni maa ke saath raha, jabke Adeel ko dusri maa ne paala. Dono bhaiyon mein hamesha se business aur zindagi ko lekar tanazaat rahe.”
Zoya diary mein note karti gayi:
“Arman aur Adeel ke darmiyan sirf khoon ka rishta nahi… ek purani dushmani bhi hai. Shayad isi wajah se dono ek doosre ko barbaad karna chahte hain. Aur main… inke beech sirf ek mohra hoon.”
Us waqt uske phone par ek unknown number se message aaya:
**“Agar tumhe asal sach chahiye, to kal raat purani haweli mein milna. – Ek Raazdaar”**
Zoya ka dil aur tez dhadkne laga. Usne diary band kar ke apne dil se kaha:
“Ye dono bhai apne jhooton mein mujhe ghuma rahe hain. Lekin shayad ab mujhe wo asli raaz milne wala hai jo sab kuch khol dega.”
Us raat usne tasveer aur diary apne bag mein rakhi aur khud se wada kiya:
“Kal ki raat faisla karegi… Mohabbat ya Inteqam.”
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## **Part 16
– Purani Haweli Ka Raaz**
Raat andheron mein lapti hui thi. Zoya ne diary apne bag mein rakhi aur akeli hi us **purani haweli** ki taraf rukh kiya. Haweli wo jagah thi jahan log kehte the ke “sirf saaye rehte hain.”
Darwaza charmarahat ke sath khula aur Zoya ne andar qadam rakha. Diwarein jhulti hui mombatti ki roshni mein aur bhi khaufnaak lag rahi thi.
Achanak ek aadmi saaye se nikla. Uska chehra aadha roshni mein tha, aadha andhere mein. Usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha:
“Tum aayi ho… iska matlab tumhe sach chahiye.”
Zoya ne himmat jutayi:
“Kaun ho tum? Aur mujhe yahan kyun bulaya?”
Wo aadmi halki si muskaan ke sath aage aya.
“Main woh hoon jo tumhari kahani ka asli gawah hai. Tum jise mohabbat aur inteqam samajh rahi ho… uske peeche ek aur raaz chhupa hai.”
Zoya ki saanse tez ho gayi. Usne diary kas ke pakdi.
“Kya matlab? Adeel aur Arman… dono mujhe kuch aur batate hain. Asal sach kya hai?”
Aadmi ne ghari ki taraf dekha aur kaha:
“Zoya, tumhari zindagi ke saath khel sirf in dono bhaiyon ne nahi khela… tumhari apni *kismat* ne bhi tumhe dhoka diya. Jo kuch bhi hua, wo ek purane qarz ki wajah se tha. Ek qarz jo tumhari family ka tha unke khilaf.”
Zoya ka dil kaanp gaya.
“Meri… family ka?”
Aadmi ne gahan saans li aur bola:
“Ha, tumhare walid ne Kareem Malik ke saath dhoka kiya tha. Aur usi din se tum dono bhaiyon ke inteqam ka hissa ban gayi. Ye mohabbat nahi thi, Zoya… ye ek sochi samjhi sazish thi.”
Zoya ne aansuon se bhari aankhon se us aadmi ko dekha:
“Tum kaun ho jo itna sab jante ho?”
Aadmi ne apna chehra poora roshni mein kiya—
Aur Zoya ka rang udd gaya.
Wo shakhs aur koi nahi, **Adeel aur Arman ka khud ka chacha tha**—jisne apni zindagi unke jhagde mein guzaar di thi.
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## **Part 17
– Chacha Ki Sazish**
Zoya ki aankhen phat gayin jab usne dekha ke wo raazdaar shakhs Arman aur Adeel ka **chacha** hai. Uska chehra tez roshni mein aur bhi khaufnaak lag raha tha.
Chacha ne thandi hansi ke sath kaha:
“Zoya, tum samajhti ho ke tum in dono bhaiyon ki mohabbat aur nafrat ka markaz ho? Nahi… tum sirf meri game ka ek hissa ho.”
Zoya ne gusse se kaha:
“Tum kya kehna chahte ho?”
Chacha ne apni lambi kahani khol di:
“Kareem Malik mera bara bhai tha. Usne hamesha business mein mujhe dabaya, mujhe kuch bhi nahi diya. Uski maut ke baad mujhe laga ke main uske beto ko tod kar apna inteqam le sakta hoon. Arman aur Adeel… dono ko maine bachpan se ek doosre ke khilaf bhara. Aur jab tum unki zindagi mein aayi, to mujhe meri chaal poori karne ka zariya mil gaya.”
Zoya ka rang ud gaya.
“Matlab tumne mujhe jhooti mohabbat aur inteqam ke beech phansaaya?”
Chacha ne sir hila kar kaha:
“Bilkul. Arman aur Adeel dono tumhe asli mohabbat samajh kar lad rahe hain, lekin asal mein wo dono mere haath ki katputli hain. Tumse pyaar karna unki majboori ban chuki hai… aur tumhari zindagi sirf meri badla ki shatranj ki ek mohar hai.”
Zoya ke aansu beh nikle. Usne diary nikali aur likha:
“Ab mujhe samajh aya… mohabbat aur inteqam dono ek jhaansa hain. Asal mujrim wo shakhs hai jo apni nafrat ke liye sab kuch barbaad kar raha hai—unka chacha.”
Zoya ne himmat jutakar kaha:
“Tumhari game ab khatam hogi. Main tumhe expose karungi. Main tumhe jeetne nahi doongi!”
Chacha ki hansi haweli mein gunj uthi:
“Zoya, tum samajhti ho ke tum mujhe hara sakti ho? Arman aur Adeel tum par bharosa nahi karenge. Aur jab tum sach bolne ki koshish karogi… tumhe hi jhooti sabit kar diya jayega.”
Zoya ne us waqt apne dil mein kasam khai:
“Ab chahe mujhe apni jaan qurbaan karni pade… main asli sach sabke samne la kar rahungi.”
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## **Part 18
– Saamna Haweli Mein**
Zoya ne us raat diary mein likha:
“Ab waqt aa gaya hai ke main chacha ka asli chehra dono bhaiyon ko dikhau. Sirf sach hi mujhe is mohabbat aur inteqam ke chakravyuh se nikal sakta hai.”
Agli subah usne Arman aur Adeel ko alag-alag message bheja:
**“Aaj raat tum dono purani haweli aa jao. Wahan tumhe asal sach pata chalega.”**
Raat ka waqt hua, andhera aur barish dono saath the. Zoya sabse pehle haweli mein pohonchi. Chacha pehle se wahan maujood tha, uski aankhon mein ajeeb si shaitani chamak thi.
Kuch der baad Arman aaya, uske peeche Adeel bhi. Dono ek dusre ko dekh kar jal uthe.
Arman gusse se bola:
“Tumne mujhe yahan kyun bulaya, Zoya? Kya phir koi drama hai?”
Adeel ne tanz kia:
“Lagta hai Zoya ab tumhare jhoot aur mere sach mein farq karna chahti hai.”
Zoya ne cheekh kar kaha:
“Bas! Dono chup ho jao. Aaj tum dono ko pata chalega ke tumhari zindagi ka asli dushman tum nahi… koi aur hai.”
Chacha ne taali bajayi aur hansi ke sath aage aaya:
“Wah Zoya, tumne mujhe expose karne ka plan banaya? Lekin kya tumhe lagta hai ke ye dono tumhari baaton par yaqeen karenge?”
Arman aur Adeel ne ek saath chacha ki taraf dekha, phir Zoya ki taraf. Arman ne hairani se kaha:
“Chacha? Ye sab kya keh rahi ho tum?”
Zoya ne diary uthai aur zor se boli:
“Yahan likha har lafz tum dono ke beech ki dushmani ka asli raaz hai. Tum dono ke dilon mein zeher kisne bhara? Ye insaan—tumhara apna chacha!”
Chacha hansi ke sath bola:
“Sach bol rahi hai. Tum dono meri shatranj ki mohre ho. Tumhari mohabbat, tumhara inteqam, sab meri chaal thi.”
Haweli ka mahaul ekdum sannaate mein badal gaya.
Arman aur Adeel ek dusre ki taraf dekhe. Unke chehron par gussa bhi tha, dard bhi, aur uljhan bhi.
Zoya ne diary kas ke band karte hue kaha:
“Aaj faisla hoga… Mohabbat ya Inteqam.”
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## **Part 19
– Dushman Ka Saamna**
Haweli ke sannaate mein barish ki boonden khidkiyon se takra rahi thi. Zoya ne diary Arman aur Adeel ke saamne khol di. Dono bhai ek dusre ko gusse aur hairani se dekh rahe the.
Arman garaj utha:
“Tumne hamesha mujhe Adeel ke khilaf bhara, chacha. Tum meri maa ki qasam kha kar kehte the ke Adeel dushman hai!”
Adeel bhi tesh mein aa gaya:
“Aur mujhe tumne ye bataya ke Arman ne mere walid ka haq cheena tha. Tumhari har baat jhoot thi… har baat!”
Chacha ki hansi haweli mein gunj uthi:
“Tum dono bewaqoof ho. Agar tum aaj bhi ek ho jao, to bhi kuch nahi kar sakte. Main tumhari zindagi ka malik hoon.”
Zoya ne be-dhark awaaz mein kaha:
“Jhooti mohabbat aur jhoote inteqam ke peeche tumhari shakal chhupi thi, chacha. Aaj tumhari game khatam hogi.”
Arman ne apni jeb se pistol nikali aur chacha par taan di.
“Tumne meri maa ki qabar ko apni nafrat se kala kiya. Aaj main tumhe saza dunga.”
Lekin Adeel ne foran Arman ka haath pakda:
“Arman! Khoon se nafrat sirf aur barhegi. Agar humne ab ghalti ki to hum bhi isi jaal ka hissa ban jayenge.”
Zoya ne aansuon ke sath kaha:
“Ye tum dono ke faisle ka waqt hai. Tum chacha ki tarah inteqam mein doob jao… ya ek doosre ka saath dekar mohabbat aur sach ke liye khade ho jao.”
Arman aur Adeel ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha. Dono ki aankhon mein purane gham aur dard chamak rahe the.
Aakhir Adeel ne Arman ka haath pakad kar pistol neeche kar diya:
“Mohabbat ke liye, maa ke liye, aur Zoya ke liye… hum aaj ek hain.”
Chacha ka rang udd gaya. Usne peechay hat kar kaha:
“Nahi… yeh nahi ho sakta! Tum dono ek kabhi nahi ho sakte!”
Zoya diary ko kas kar pakadti hui boli:
“Mohabbat nafrat se zyada taqatwar hoti hai, chacha. Aur aaj tumhaara inteqam khud tumhari barbaadi banega.”
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## **Part 20
– Mohabbat Ya Inteqam?**
Haweli ke andheron mein sab kuch thama hua tha. Zoya, Arman aur Adeel ek saath khade the… samne chacha, jo gusse aur dehshat se paagal lag raha tha.
Chacha cheekh kar bola:
“Tum mujhe hara nahi sakte! Main tum sab ko barbaad kar dunga!”
Usne apni jeb se pistol nikala aur seedha Zoya ki taraf taan diya. Arman foran Zoya ke samne aa gaya:
“Pehle mujhe guzar kar jana hoga.”
Adeel ne bhi kadam aage badhaya:
“Ya phir mujhe. Hum dono ab tere khilaf ek hain.”
Zoya ki aankhen aansuon se bhar gayin. Dono bhai jo hamesha ek dusre ke dushman the, aaj ek doosre ke saath khade the.
Chacha ki ungli trigger par thi, lekin usi waqt ek tez bijli chamki aur barish ki kargar garaj ke saath haweli ka purana chhat gir gaya.
Dhool ke badal mein cheekhon ki awaaz goonj uthi. Jab sab kuch saaf hua… chacha zameen par zakhmi pada tha. Uska pistol door gir chuka tha.
Arman ne use pakad kar uthaya aur thandi awaaz mein bola:
“Tumne hamesha hume todne ki koshish ki… lekin ab tumhari nafrat humari mohabbat ke samne haar gayi.”
Adeel ne Zoya ka haath pakad kar kaha:
“Zoya, agar tum na hoti to hum kabhi asal dushman ko pehchan nahi pate.”
Zoya ne diary ko band karte hue kaha:
“Ye kahani ab yahin khatam hoti hai. Mohabbat aur inteqam ke is safar ka asli sabak ye hai ke mohabbat hi insaan ki sabse badi taqat hai.”
Chacha ko police le gayi. Haweli ke saaye toot gaye.
Arman ne Zoya ki taraf dekha, phir Adeel ki taraf. Uski aankhon mein shukriya tha.
“Main jaanta hoon, Zoya… tum hamesha Adeel ki thi. Tumhari mohabbat uske liye sach thi. Main bas tumhe kho kar bhi jeet gaya… kyunki aaj mujhe apna bhai wapas mil gaya.”
Adeel ki aankhon mein aansu chamke.
“Arman… tum mera bhai hi nahi, meri jaan ho. Chacha ki nafrat ne hume alag kiya, aur Zoya ki mohabbat ne hume joda.”
Zoya ne dono ke haath apne haathon mein le liye.
“Mohabbat ne aaj inteqam ko hara diya.”
Haweli ke andheron mein pehli baar roshni chhayi… aur kahani apne anjaam tak pohonch gayi.
**THE END** ✨
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✍️ Written by **Zunish** – Urdu suspense aur love stories likhne ka shauq rakhti hain.
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