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Thursday, June 16, 2011

My favourite quotes of Adhe Adhoore Khawab


 by 
Sufia Sultana

Love not only demands sacrifice it teaches how to sacrifice as well.
I cannot recall the exact date and month even, but I do vividly recall that it was late night of an early autumn last year.  I had been arguing with my friend about the ever fresh topic of love. It was during this conversation that she mentioned the novel Adhy Adhoory Khawab by Dr Shahid Siddiqui.  The very next morning I started searching for the book, and it’s the first book I searched so eagerly and read many a times.
I recall that day when I was confined to my room forgetting ht rest of the world.
The story and style of the novel are so powerful that I was spell bound.   It was a fascinating reading experience.  The text was studded with short, pithy sentences full of wisdom.  Here are some of the statements I underlined and would like to share with you.
Zinda rehny ki khawahish ka hamesha koi jawaz hota hy.
(Chapter 9, p: 58)
It is a line that keeps haunting me and I probe inside me…the reason of living….
Ham jeety aur marty un k lye han jin sy muhabat karty han.
Yeh muhabat bhi ajeeb cheez hay.
Kabhi zindagi ka jazba ban jati hay.
Kabhi marg-e-aarzo ka pegham.
(Chapter 9, p: 58)
 If all of us analyse our lives, we really live for those whom we love. Very true lines about love…
Sir Roy ki class mein sona aur bore hona manna tha.
(Chapter 2, p: 18)
The most inspiring protagonist I have ever read about…
Professor Roy ko provoke karney mein maza aata tha.
(Chapter 4, p: 28)
Uchooty khayal , teekhy sawal…
(Chapter 4, p: 28)
After meeting some people, we really have this feeling…
Shayad bohat pehly-
Kisi aur zamanay mein-
Kisi aur janam mein-
(Chapter 8, p: 52)
Some important questions are still unanswered
Muhabat aur udasi-
Khawab aur waswasy-
Tamanna aur nakami-
In ka aapis mein kya jor hay jo hamesha sath sath rehty hain?
(Chapter 10, p: 60)
Everyone of us has gone through these feelings once in our lives:
Kabhi kabhi ham apny aap ko khud sy chupaty hain.
(Chapter 12, p: 73)
Lekin ham sochty kuch han aur hota kuch hay.
(Chapter 12, p: 75)
Kabhi kabhar bulandi bhi be-chargi ka jawaz ban jati hay.
(Chapter 13, p: 78)
Ba’az auqat raston aur manzilon ka koi tal’uq nahi hota.
(Chapter 13, p: 81)
My tragedy…
…muhabat mein judae sab sy bara such hy aur yeh insane ka awwalein aur akhari dukh hy.
(Chapter 21, p: 124)
My beliefs about love…
Muhabat zindagi hy. Muhabat ky beghair koi jazba, koi khawab muk’mal nahi hota. (Chapter 21, p: 124)
Muhabat karobar nahi keh is main mol tol ho. Muhabat main koi mantaq koi reasoning nahi hoti. Aap jis sy muhabat karty hain ussy khush dekhna chahty hain. Apny kisi ama’l ka badla nahi chahtey agar koi aesa chahta hay to muhabat nahi karobar kar raha hay. (Chapter 21, p: 124-125)
Muhabat aik aesa jazba hy jesy beyan nahi kiya ja sakta sirf mehsos kiya ja sakta hy. Muhabat kissi aadarsh, kissi jazbey, kissi nazriay, kissi an-dekhe subh se bhi ki ja sakti hay. (Chapter 21, p: 125)
Muhabat apny aap ko mit’any ki khawahish ka naam hay. Ham muhabat ky ma’bad main dakhil hotey hain to apna tajruba, apna martaba, aur apni ana us ki dehleez par rakh jaty hain.
(Chapter 21, p: 125)
Khawab aur nazreiy ki muhabat sab sy ar’fah muhabat hy jo hamein baqi tam’am muhabaton sy be-nayaz kar deti hy, ya yon samjho keh phir is khawab aur nazreiy sy wabasta sab logon sy muhabat ho jati hy. Muhabat qurbani mangati hy. Kabhi maal ki, kabhi martaby ki, kabhi jan ki. (Chapter 21, p: 126)
Assal mein muhabat ki nahi jati, ho jati hay.
(Chapter 21, p: 126)
Is mein koi peshgi mansoba bandi nahi hoti. Aap kay iradey ka dakhal nahi hota aur jab muhabat ho jati hay to apni rah khud bna leti hay, pahardi jharny ki tarah. 
(Chapter 21, p: 126)
Bohat sy logon ko akhir tak ilm nahi hota keh un sey muhabat ki ja rahi hay. Isi tarah bohat sey log is bat sey be-khabar hotey hain  keh unhain muhabat ho gae hay. Is ka pata unhain tab chalta hay jab dair ho chukki hoti hay. 
(Chapter 21, p: 127)
Muhabat kay subak jazby ki tarha jo khawahishon, khawabon aur nazriyon kay jalo main hamary rag-o-pay mein utar jata hay
If I look back into my life and review my successes and failures, gains and losses, triumphs and setbacks, the result is only one passion altogether on the balance sheet and that’s love. It’s not just the pleasure of recognition; I have gone through the pangs rather while reading the novel. Imtisal and Prof Raey are the dignified selfless characters and their love is an exalted, purified spiritual passion; love of ideology. Their dreams are lofty. Prof Raey believes that love demands sacrifice, love not only demands sacrifice it teaches how to sacrifice as well. When love turns you into a loving being, the objective is achieved.
There is something intriguing about Imtisal’s character.  Though she is inquisitive and sensitive, she tryies to evade love.  Its only towards the end that she realizes that it’s not possible.  Some people think, love is all about curiosity, and it ends when curiosity ends; I don’t believe, as to me inquisitive nature leads to love and love is always there to stay, whether reciprocal or one sided, it keeps aching forever.
Aur jab tak hamein us ki mojoodgi ka ehsas hota hay
Woh hamary jism-o-jan mein door tak phaill chukka hota hay.
Phir bahir ki ruton ka kaisa he ulat pher ho
Andar ka mosam amar  ho jata hay.
(Chapter 30, p: 175-176)