Diary: 12/09/07,Delhi Airport

Hum andar gaye. Har waqt mujhe yeh dar laga rha tha ki kahin mujhsse kuchh galt na ho jaye. Kuchh aisa na kar doon ki flight chhot jaaye. Uff!!!! Itna confusion tha. Paise dollars main change kar liye gaye. Luggage check in ki line kidhar se hai pata hi nahin chal raha tha. Wahin mera pehli mulaqat huyi ek Pakistani se aur pehle comparison suna meri is Lahore yatra ka. Ek sajjan jo apne bet eke saath Lahore jaa rahe the. Hum sab PIA se hi travel kar rahe the. PIA ka full form Pakistan international airlines hai, jise mazak main please inform allah ke naam se bhi jaana jaata hai. Zaahir hai iska yeh naam unki kharab service se paraa tha. Is dauran mujhe Bangladeshi passengers bhi dikhe. Ek tabke ke log thok main travel kar rahe the. Main unki position main nahin hoon is baat ka ehsas khushi hi de raha tha. Aise maukon par damle sir ki baat yaad aati hai ki jab bhi ksii ke saath bura hota hai, aapko uske liye bura kam lagtaa hai aur is baat ki khushi zyaada hoti
hai ki aapke sath waisa nahin hua hai. Yahi hota hai jab kisi ki maut bhi hoti hai. Aapko ek tarah se itminan ho raha hota hai ki chalo hum bach gaye.
Airport par dubara aate hain. Ab check in ki line ke confusion min hum sab hi khade the. Sab ek doosrese pooch rahe the ki jaana kahan hai? Is par un sajjan ne kaha ki yeh aisa yahin hota hai. Yahan in Indians ko sambhalna hota hai iliye itna waqt lag raha hai. Yahi agar Pakistan airport hota to kab ka chaek in ho chukka hota. Main muskura di, meri muskan main eh haami thi ki haan bhai Pakistan main aisa nahin hota hoga. Par yaar India itna bura bhi nahin hai.
Phir unhone poochha, “is this the firsttime you are traveling to Pakistan?”
“yes”
“why are you going?”
“We have received a scholarship to study art at BNU”
“why are you going to BNU?”
“Oh that’s because we have received the scholarship to study at BNU”
“but you should have gone to NCA or Indus .”
“hmmm”
Isi dauran kuchh aur Pakistani dikhe.nighat syed khan bhi dikhin. Unse main hello kaah . unhone kahan ki Lahore pahunchne par muhe zaroor milna. Apna card to who pehle hi de chuki thi. Ek bahut hi khoobsoorat pakistani baala dikhi. Pista rang ka salwar kameez pehne, chiffon ka dupatta sar par odhe ek ajeeb si muskan liye ghoom rahi thi. Airport wali uske muskan ka raaz mujhe kareeb 8 mahine baad pataa chala. Who raaz dheere dheere apne aap ufold ho jaayega. Main yahi soch rahi thi ki shayad yeh log shopping karne India aaye honge. Unka check in badi jaldi ho agya tha. Shayad who buiness class se travel kar rahe the. Kahir hamaare luggage ka security check ho hi gaya aur hum check in ki line main lag gaye. Luggage check in karvaane ki hamaari baari aayi. Maine rony ke saath hi luggage baant diya taaki extra luggage ke charges kam lagein. Is confusion main ek alag utsah tha. 4500/- cash dena padaa. Theek hai. Koi bata nahin maine khusd ko samjhaya. Ab baari thi immigration check ki. Rony pehle aage barha. Waise rony poore raaste hi aage aage tha. Waise theek hi tha, wahi pehle sab jhel le rha tha. Lekin kahin na kahin main bhi yeh sab jhelna chhah rahi thi. Kuchh to excitement ho, kuchh to utaar chadhaav ho emotions ka. Kayi baar to who itna aage nikal jaata tha ki yeh lagtaa tha mujhe ki hum saath nahin jaa rahe, aur kayi baar lagtaa tha ki jan boojh kar mujhe daraane ke liye who kar raha hai. Dono ki reasons sahi baith rahe the hamaari situation par. Immigration check ke liye bhi wahi pehle aage barha. Kuchh waqt lag gaya. Ab meri baari thi. Maine tay kiya tha, ki jo bhi poochhe mujhe naraaz anhin hona hai. Smile ko hamesha saath rakhna hai aur uttejit nahin hona hai. Mujhse poochha gaya, “ oh aap bhi scholarship par ja rahi hain”
“ji”
“kyun?”
“government ki tarf se scholarship mili hai”
“who ladka bhi aap ke saath hai?”
“ji”
“to aap bhi final year ke liye ja rahi hain?”
“ji, lekin main pehli baar ja rahi hoon”
“to aapke mummy papa ko koi problem nahin hai?”
“nahin nahin, who to abhty khush hain”
“so you are from Bombay?”
maine pehchaan liya tha ki I officer zaroor up ya bihar ke hain, maine bhi bade khushi khushi kaha “but I’m originally form bihar”
unke chehre ki aadhi hansi poori muskaan main badal gayi.
“oh ho ho you are from BIHAR”
“ji”
“where in bihar?”
“supaul, par haamre relatives ab all over bihar main hain, zyada tar patna main, gaon main dada, dadi aur bade papa, badi mummy rehte hain”
“how many days are you going for?”
“9 months sir”
“so aapke papa kya karte hain?”
“ji who film journalist hain”
“arre wah!!! Kaun se paper main kaam karte hain?”
“ji, dainik jagran”
“achha kya naam hai?”
“ajay brahmatmaj”
“hmmm”
SMILE
“hmmm”
SMILE
“hmmm ok study well”
“ocourse sir, har baar to mauka nahin milta hai”
“yes yes”
“thank you so much sir”
SMILE

Rony mujhe dekh kar pareshan tha ki itni der kya baat ho gayi. Phir usne bataay ki luggage main yeh log pooch rahe thi ki itna luggage kyun hai? Maine 50 rupay pakdaa diye.
“HAWWWW!!!!! You bribed them? My god!!!”
mujhe rony ki dileri par achraj ho raha tha. Lkin haan chalo hum us jhik jhik se bach gaye. Ab intezar tha. Kuchh der yun hi baithe rahe. Saamne duty free shopping area tha. Daaru ki botlein dekhti rahi main.
Ali se thodi baat ki.
Phir flight board karne ke liye waiting lounge main chale gaye. Badi udaas si jagah thi. Wahan kuchh aur Pakistani mahilaon ko dekha. Pista colour waali baala phir dikhi. Wahi muskan. Uff!!! Yaha tak ki umardaraz aurtein bhi balaa ki khoobsoorat thi. Mujhe lagne lagaa I main to inferiority complex se mar jaaongi. Kya karoongi main is desh amin jahan har aurat aisi hoor si lagti hbai. Kya who mujhe pasand karenge? Tabhi announcement huyi ki LAHORE jaane waali PIA ki flight ke passengers tayyar ho jaayein. Main last calls kiye, varsha, ali, papa, ma. Bas phir line main lag gayi. Oonchi oonchi awaz main main rony se baat kar rahi thi. Man tha ki koi meri baat sun kar kuchh to poochhe. Mission successful. Usi khoobsoorat baala ne poochha, “ is this your first trip to Lahore”
“yes” man main bola yes yes yes!!!!!!
“are you on a tourist visit”
“no, I’m there on a scholaraship at BNU”
“BNU? Oh, good. That’s great!”
“yes! I know, I’m quite excited too”
“that’s really nice. You’ll love Lahore. It’s a beautiful city”