Sacred Descent

Main Karachi se aya hoon. Yeh baat maine Sheikh ko batayi thi jab woh mujhe rok kar pooch raha tha ke aise kyun le ja raha hoon. Lekin us se pehle, us se bahut pehle, jab hum teen log Lahore airport pe baithe the aur Ammi ka passport unke haath mein kaanp raha tha, tab hi mujhe pata tha ke yeh safar kuch aur hai. Kuch aisa jo maine sirf apne dil mein, apne khoon mein mehsoos kiya tha. Kaba ka khwab. Kaba ke saamne khada hone ka khwab. Aur us khwab ke saath, ek aur khwab jo itna gehra tha ke main khud se bhi chhupa raha tha.

Ammi ne poocha tha, "Ahmed, tum theek ho?"

Main muskura kar bola tha, "Haan Ammi. Bas... Kaba dekhne ki khushi."

Behan chup thi. Woh hamesha chup rehti hai jab kuch bara hone wala hota hai. Uske haath mein tasbeeh thi, unglee unglee pe ghoomti hui. Maine dekha tha ke woh kabhi kabhi Kaba ki taraf dekh kar aankhein band kar leti thi, jaise woh pehle se hi wahan pahunch gayi ho.

Mera naam Ahmed hai. Yeh kahani meri hai. Aur yeh kahani Ammi ki hai. Aur yeh kahani Behan ki hai. Lekin sab se zyada, yeh kahani us khwab ki hai jo maine dekha tha, aur jo maine poora kiya.

Hotel 2601. Chhabbisvein manzil. Maine yeh kamra mahino pehle book kiya tha, jab Ammi ne pehli baar kaha tha ke woh Umrah pe jaana chahti hain. Maine unse kaha tha, "Ammi, main sab intezam kar dunga. Aap fikar na karein."

Aur maine intezam kiya. Chhabbisvein manzil se Kaba bilkul saaf dikhta tha. Din mein sona, raat mein chandi. Main khidki ke paas khada hua tha jab Ammi aur Behan andar aaye. Ammi ne apna dupatta theek kiya aur seedha khidki ki taraf dekha. Unki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.

"Ahmed... yeh... yeh toh..."

"Ji Ammi. Yeh Kaba hai."

Behan khidki ke paas aayi aur usne apna maatha sheeshe pe rakh diya. Main unke peeche khada tha. Teen log, ek kamre mein, aur saamne Allah ka ghar. Koi nahi jaanta tha ke is kamre mein kya hone wala tha. Sirf main jaanta tha. Aur ab, Ammi ko bhi pata chalne wala tha.

Maine apna bag khola. Ehram ke kapde nikale. Ammi ke liye, Behan ke liye, apne liye. Phir maine qainchi nikali.

Ammi ne dekha. "Yeh kya kar rahe ho?"

"Amma, ek chhoti si tabdeeli. Bas aap ke ehram mein."

Maine Ammi ke ehram ke kapde mein, neeche ki taraf, ek chhota sa hole banaya. Phir Behan ke kapde mein bhi wahi kiya. Phir apne ehram mein bhi. Ammi kuch nahi boli. Behan ne bas mujhe dekha, aur uski aankhon mein woh sawal tha jo woh kabhi pooch nahi sakti thi.

"Ahmed... yeh theek hai?"

"Behan, sab theek hai. Aap fikar na karein."

Maine Ammi se kaha, "Ammi, main aap ko Ekiben position mein utha leta hoon. Aur phir hum aise hi Kaba ke paas jaenge. Tawaf karenge."

Ammi ki aankhein badi ho gayi. "Ahmed... yahan? Is kamre mein?"

"Nahi Ammi. Kaba ke paas. Haram mein."

Unke chehre pe jo guzri, woh main bayan nahi kar sakta. Dar tha. Sharam thi. Lekin uske peeche, kuch aur bhi tha. Kuch jo unhone khud se bhi chhupaya tha saalon se. Main unke paas gaya. Unka haath pakda. Unki ungliyan thandi thi.

"Ammi, aap ne mujhe bataya tha ke purani Hazrat Ayesha ne kya kiya tha. Aap ne kaha tha ke woh kafir se chudwati thi. Aap ne kaha tha ke yeh Quran mein bhi hai aur Hadees mein bhi. Toh phir aaj hum wahi karenge. Aap ki chudai ki khubuliyat ke liye."

Ammi ne apni aankhein band kar li. Ek lambi saans li. Phir unke honton se nikla, "Theek hai beta. Jo tum kaho."

Maine unhe uthaya. Ekiben position. Unki taanghein meri kamar ke around. Unka jism mera jism se chipka hua. Ehram ke kapde ke beech, woh hole. Mera lund us hole se guzra aur seedha Ammi ki chut mein gaya. Unki chut garam thi. Geeli thi. Unhone ek chhoti si aawaz nikali, jo unhone foran daba di.

"Kaise lag raha hai Ammi?"

"Beta... beta... Allah..."

"Kaba dekh rahi hain Ammi? Dekho. Woh Allah ka ghar hai. Aur hum uske saamne hain."

Maine unhe utha kar khidki ke paas laya. Kaba saaf dikh raha tha. Chandni us pe pad rahi thi. Main dheere dheere andar bahar hone laga. Ammi ki saansein tez ho gayi. Unke haath mere kandhe pe the. Unki ungliyan meri jild mein dhas rahi thi.

"Ahmed... beta... ruk... nahi..."

"Nahi Ammi. Aap ne kaha tha theek hai. Ab hum Haram jaenge. Aise hi."

Main unhe le kar nikla. Lift se neeche. Lobby se bahar. Haram ki taraf. Ammi mere seene se chipki hui thi. Unka chehra mere kandhe pe tha. Log humein dekhte the, lekin kisi ne kuch nahi kaha. Ek maa apne bete ke saath Umrah ke liye aa rahi hai. Yeh kya ajeeb baat thi?

Haram ke darwaze pe pahunch kar, Sheikh ne rok diya. Ek lamba, patla aadmi, safed daari, tez aankhein. Usne poocha, "Aise kyun le ja rahe ho? Yeh kya tareeqa hai?"

Maine kaha, "Sheikh, Hazrat Ayesha aise hi chudwana pasand karti thi. Tawaf karte hue. Aur Ammi bhi yehi chahti hain."

Sheikh ne Ammi ki taraf dekha. Ammi ne apni aankhein chura li. Unka chehra laal tha. Unki saansein phooli hui thi. Sheikh kuch samajh gaya. Usne kuch nahi kaha. Bas ek nazar aur, phir woh hat gaya.

Main Ammi ko le kar andar aya. Kaba saamne tha. Bara. Kaala. Buland. Ammi ki chut mein mera lund tha. Har qadam pe woh andar bahar hota tha. Har qadam pe Ammi ki saans phoolti thi. Unhone apni aawaz rokne ki koshish ki, lekin main mehsoos kar raha tha ke woh bhi maza le rahi hain. Excitement. Woh excitement jo sirf jism ka nahi tha. Woh excitement jo ruh ka tha.

Main Kaba ke paas aya. Ammi se kaha, "Ammi, saat chakkar mein main aap ko chodunga. Aap tasbeeh padte rehna. Dua karte rehna hamari chudai ki khubuliyat ke liye."

Ammi ne apni tasbeeh nikali. Unki ungliyan kaanp rahi thi. Lekin unhon ne shuru kiya. "Subhan Allah. Alhamdulillah. Allahu Akbar."

Main andar bahar hone laga. Pehla chakkar. Ammi ki chut kas rahi thi. Dusra chakkar. Unki saans tez. Teesra chakkar. Unhone apna sar mere kandhe pe rakh diya. Chautha chakkar. Unki aankhon se aansu beh rahe the. Paanchva chakkar. Unhone mujhe kas kar pakda. Chhata chakkar. Unki tasbeeh gir gayi. Saatva chakkar. Unhone kaha, "Ahmed... beta... main... main..."

"Kya Ammi?"

"Main... Allah se... maafi maang rahi hoon... lekin... lekin main... tumhare baap ke saath bhi... aise... nahi..."

"Kya Ammi?"

Unhone kaha, "Purani Hazrat Ayesha ka qissa sunao. Woh teen Hadees. Kafir se chudwane ka. Jo Quran mein bhi hai."

Main ruk gaya. Kaba saamne tha. Ammi meri baahon mein thi. Mera lund unki chut mein tha. Aur woh mujhse un Hadees ke baare mein pooch rahi thi jo unhone khud mujhe sikhaayi thi.