Mohabbat Ki Ulti Ginti

“Saaye Mein Rehne Wala Ladka”

Subah ka waqt tha. Halki si thandi hawa chal rahi thi, aur school ke ground mein hamesha ki tarah shor macha hua tha—koi football khel raha tha, koi apne doston ke saath hansi-mazaak kar raha tha.

Aur phir… ek naam hawa mein goonj utha—

“Rohan aa gaya!”

Jaise hi woh ground par aaya, sabki nazar us par tik gayi. Tall, confident, aur ek aisi smile jo kisi ko bhi attract kar le. Teachers usse pasand karte the, juniors usse idol mante the, aur seniors usse competition.

Woh bas ek student nahi tha—woh ek presence tha.

Aur thoda peeche…

Ek aur ladka khada tha.

Reyansh.

Same uniform, same class… lekin bilkul alag personality. Na usse spotlight chahiye thi, na hi attention. Woh bas quietly khada rehta, observe karta… aur kabhi-kabhi halka sa muskurata.

“Tu phir se peeche hi khada hai?” Rohan ne uske paas aate hue hansi ke saath kaha.

Reyansh ne shoulders ucha diye. “Tu aage shine karta hai… main background sambhal leta hoon.”

Rohan zor se hansa. “Pagal hai tu.”

Dono ke beech yeh chhoti si baat normal thi. Unki dosti simple thi… lekin sachchi.

🌤️ Chhat Par Ek Ajeeb Shuruaat

Lunch break ke dauraan, Reyansh school ki chhat par akele baitha tha. Yeh uski favourite jagah thi—shor se door, hawa ke beech, thodi si tanhaai ke saath.

Tabhi dheere se footsteps sunai diye.

“Reyansh…?”

Usne mudkar dekha.

Riya.

Class ki ek quiet aur shy ladki. Haath mein diary pakde hue, aur aankhon mein halka sa nervousness.

“Haan?” Reyansh ne calmly poocha.

Riya ne ek deep breath li. “Tum… Rohan ke best friend ho na?”

Reyansh ne sir hilaya. “Haan, kyun?”

Woh kuch seconds ke liye chup rahi… phir dheere se boli—

“Woh… mujhe Rohan pasand hai. Kya tum meri help karoge usse baat karne mein?”

Reyansh thoda surprise hua, lekin phir usne soft smile di.

“Sure. Main try karunga.”

Riya ke face par turant relief aa gaya. “Thank you, Reyansh… tum bahut ache ho.”

Reyansh ne bas halka sa sir jhuka liya. Shayad usne yeh line pehle bhi suni thi… lekin uske liye iska matlab kabhi zyada nahi badla.

📚 Library Mein Doosri Kahani

Agla din.

Library usual se zyada quiet thi. Reyansh ek corner table par baitha tha, jab ek confident voice uske paas aayi—

“Reyansh.”

Usne upar dekha.

Meera.

Class ki sabse confident aur bold ladki. Straight posture, sharp eyes, aur baat karne ka tareeka bilkul seedha.

“Tum Rohan ke close ho, right?” usne bina hesitation ke poocha.

Reyansh ne haan mein sir hilaya.

“Good,” Meera ne kaha. “Mujhe woh pasand hai. Tum meri help karoge.”

Reyansh ek second ke liye blank ho gaya… phir halki si hansi nikal gayi.

“Lagta hai main full-time wingman ban gaya hoon.”

Meera ne smirk kiya. “Bas ensure karo ki main win karu.”

Reyansh ne mazaak mein salute kiya. “Yes, ma’am.”

Lekin andar hi andar… usse thoda ajeeb laga.

⏳ Ek Nayi Routine

Agle kuch din sab kuch normal lag raha tha… lekin dheere dheere sab badalne laga.

Riya ke saath, Reyansh patiently uski baatein sunta. Woh Rohan ke liye gift choose karti, aur Reyansh usse guide karta—kaunsa colour, kaunsa style, kya better hoga.

Ek din jab dhoop zyada thi, Reyansh ne bina kuch kahe apni umbrella uske upar kar di.

“Tum hamesha itna quietly care karte ho?” Riya ne poocha.

Reyansh ne bas itna kaha, “Care karne ke liye shor zaroori nahi hota.”

Riya chup ho gayi… lekin is baar uski nazar Rohan par nahi thi.

Dusri taraf—

Meera, jo hamesha strong dikhti thi, ek din practice ke baad thak kar bench par baith gayi.

Reyansh bina kuch bole uske paas aaya aur uske liye water bottle rakh di.

“Tumhe kisi ke liye change hone ki zaroorat nahi hai,” usne calmly kaha.

Meera ne uski taraf dekha… pehli baar bina attitude ke.

“Tum weird ho,” woh boli.

Reyansh thoda hassa. “Achha wala ya bura wala?”

Meera ne halka sa smile kiya. “Achha wala.”