“Woh Aakhri Call”

Yeh baat hai 2019 ki.
Main aur mera cousin Ali Islamabad ke outskirts mein rehte thay. Ghar thora sa jungle side pe tha—na zyada log, na zyada roshni. Raat ko wahan khamoshi itni hoti thi ke apni saans bhi loud lagti thi.

Ali night shift karta tha, aur aksar 2–3 baje ghar aata. Ek raat main akela tha. Baarish ho rahi thi. Bijli ja chuki thi. Sirf mobile ki torch aur generator ki halki awaaz thi.

Raat ke 2:47 am pe mera phone baja.

Unknown Number.

Main ne socha Ali hoga, maybe gate kholne ke liye.
Call receive ki.

Lekin udhar se Ali ki awaaz aayi… bohot dheemi, bohot thaki hui:

“Bhai… gate mat kholna.”

Meri body freeze ho gayi.
Main ne kaha, “Kya matlab? Tu hi to call kar raha hai?”

Us ne jawab diya:

“Main gate ke bahar hoon… lekin jo andar hai… woh main nahi hoon.”

Mera dimagh blank.
Main ne turant gate ki taraf dekha.

Aur wahi sab se khaufnaak cheez hui.

Gate ke peeche koi khara tha.
Bilkul Ali jaisa. Kapray, posture, sab same.
Lekin… us ka chehra

Us ki aankhen bilkul kaali thi.
Na safedi. Na pupil.
Sirf kaala.

Mera phone phir bola—Ali ki awaaz:

“Woh mujhe dekh raha hai… aur ab woh tujhe bhi dekh chuka hai.”

Us waqt gate handle khud-bakhud hilne laga.

Mera haath kaanp raha tha.
Main ne darwaza lock kiya, Quran ki ayat parhna shuru ki, aur zameen pe baith gaya.

Achaanak… gate ki awaaz ruk gayi.

5 minute baad… phir se phone baja.

Is dafa Ali ka naam screen pe tha.

“Bhai gate khol… main aa gaya hoon.”

Main cheekha:
“Tu jhoot bol raha hai! Tu kaun hai?!”

Udhar se bilkul normal awaaz aayi:

“Pagal ho gaya hai? Office se aa raha hoon. Guard ke paas khara hoon.”

Main ne camera check kiya.
Gate ke bahar sirf Ali khara tha. Akela. Normal.

Main ne darwaza khola.
Ali andar aaya.

Main ne poocha:
“Abhi tu ne call ki thi?”

Us ka chehra peela par gaya.

Us ne kaha:

“Mera phone to battery dead hone ki wajah se band tha… 1 ghanta pehle.”

Main ne apna call log check kiya.

Unknown Number – 2:47 am – Duration: 1 minute 12 seconds

Ali ne dheemi awaaz mein sirf itna kaha:

“Is area mein pehle bhi log keh chukay hain…
kuch cheezen raat ko insaan ban kar ghoomti hain.”

Us raat ke baad…
Us ghar mein kabhi raat ko phone loud pe nahi rakha gaya.

Aur aaj bhi…

2:47 am ke baad
mera phone vibrate kare…
toh meri rooh kaanp jaati hai.

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