Khooni Shaam Karachi Ke Beech Ek Darawani Kahani

Mera naam Ahsan hai. Main Karachi mein rehta hoon, ek aam sa aadmi, jo kabhi itni darawani kahani soch bhi nahi sakta tha jo meri zindagi badal de. Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai ek garam shaam se, jab main apne dost Ali ke saath Shehzad Colony ke paas ek purana ghar dekhne gaya tha. Log kehte hain ke wo ghar pehle ek ameer aadmi ka tha, jo bade mysteriously ek din gaayab ho gaya. Uske baad se us ghar ko sab "Bhoot Bangla" kehte hain. Shayad yeh naam uski sachi halat batata hai. Hum dono ko shuru mein maza aaya, par jaise jaise raat gehri hone lagi, waise waise woh maza dar mein badalne laga. Ghar ke andar kadam rakhte hi, thandi hawa ne hum dono ki reed ki haddi tak thandi kar di. Har kone mein purani tasveerein thi, jo aise lag rahi thi jaise aapki har harkat ko dekh rahi ho. Diwaron par ajeeb si kharosh wali nishaniyan, jo lagta tha kisi ne apni naakhun se banai hain. Humne socha ke yeh sab sirf kahaniyan hain, lekin jaise hi main dusre kamre mein gaya, mujhe ek halki si awaaz sunai di. Aisi awaaz jo insaan ki nahi thi. Maine Ali ko bulaya, par wo chup tha, dar gaya tha. Hum dono ne decide kiya ke bahar nikalte hain, magar raasta mila nahi. Ghar ke darwaze se bahar jane ke liye humne jitna bhi raasta dekha, wo sab ek hi chhoti si jagah par aata tha — ek purani sard aur jheri hui deewar. us deewar par ek khoon ke daag tha, jo bilkul taza lag raha tha. Ali ne kaha, "Yeh sab sirf humare zehan ki chaal hai, chalo wapas chalein." Jab humne wapas mudke dekha, toh ek saaya humare peeche chhupa tha. Wo saaya insaan jaisa tha, lekin uske sir se sirf khoon ki tarah girti hui lahoo ki boonden tapak rahi thi. Wo humari taraf dheere dheere badh raha tha, bina awaaz ke. Hamare pair zameen se jaam se ho gaye the, ek ajeeb si thandak humare sare jism mein chhane lag gaye the. Mein ne apne mobile se flashlight on ki, par wo saaya ek pal ke liye dikhai diya, phir gayab ho gaya. Hum dono ne bhaagne ki koshish ki, par ghar ke andar raste maze ke jaise uljhe hue the. Ek ek kadam par mujhe woh khooni haath apni gardan par mehsoos hua. Phir kuch hua jo main kabhi nahi bhool sakta. Wo saaya hamare samne aaya aur bola, "Tum dono ne mera raaz khoja hai, ab tumhari maut tay hai." Ali ne meri taraf dekha, aankhon mein darr tha. Tabhi main ne yaad kiya ki mera dada kehata tha ke agar kabhi koi bhoot ya saaya dikhe to usko aaine ke samne le jao, wo apni asli shakal mein phas jata hai. Maine turant apne mobile ki torch jala ke us purane ghar ka chhota sa toota hua aaina dhoondha jo maine pehle dekha tha. Hum dono ne wo aaina us saaye ke samne rakh diya. Jaise hi usne aaine mein apni shakal dekhi, wo cheekh maarke zameen par gir gaya aur dheere dheere uska saaya patla hota gaya, tab tak ke wo puri tarah se gayab ho gaya. Humne turant wahan se bhaag kar apni zindagi bachayi. Lekin us din ke baad, main kabhi bhi Shehzad Colony ke uss hisse ke paas nahi gaya. Log kehte hain ke wo bhoot ameer aadmi ka saaya hai, jo apne khoon ka badla lene ke liye wahan rooh ki tarah rahta hai. Agar aap bhi us ghar ke paas kabhi jayein, toh yaad rakhein, aaina apne saath le jana, warna wo saaya aapko apni maut ka haqdaar samjhega.