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Ek Naik Gareeb Ladka Aur Ek Jinn Ladki Ka Waqia | Moral Islamic Story | Hindi Story|Qisson Ki Mehfil

Ek Naik Gareeb Ladka Aur Ek Jinn Ladki Ka Waqia | Moral Islamic Story | Hindi Story|Qisson Ki Mehfil Ramzan ka chaand jaise hi aasmaan par ubhra, poori basti par ek ajeeb sa noor phail gaya. Hawa mein taharat ki khushboo thi, aur raatain dinon se zyada roshan mehsoos hone lagi thin. Har gali mein charaghon ki lambi qataren theen, gharon se Qur’an ki halki halki awaaz aa rahi thi. Ye wo lamha hota hai jab zameen aur aasmaan qareeb aa jate hain, aur insaan apne Rab ke sab se zyada qareeb hota hai. Isi basti ke ek khamosh konay mein ek purana sa jhonpra tha. Na koi roshni, na koi shor. Magar us khamoshi mein bhi ek ajeeb si garmi thi. Ye jhonpra Saif Ullah ka ghar tha. Saif Ullah ek ghareeb magar ba-waqar insaan tha. Sehri se pehle uth kar wazu karna, masjid ki safai karna, pani ke matkay bharna, aur bachon ke liye asaaniyan paida karna… ye sab us ki zindagi ka hissa tha. Kaam ke baad wo aksar aasmaan ki taraf dekhta, aur khamoshi mein apne Rab se baat karta. Shikayat nahi, sirf shukar aur sabr. Saif Ullah ke paas ek purani si kitaab thi, jo us ke liye duniya ke tamam khazanay se zyada qeemti thi. Wo kitaab is baat ki gawah thi ke ghurbat insaan ko jhuka sakti hai, lekin agar imaan zinda ho to rooh kabhi nahi marti. Ek raat Saif Ullah basti se bahar jungle ki taraf nikal gaya. Ye wohi jungle tha jahan log din ke waqt bhi jane se darte thay. Ghanay darakht, tang raaste, aur ek ajeeb si khamoshi. Magar us raat fiza kuch aur hi keh rahi thi. Hawa thandi thi, jaise kisi aur duniya ki saans us mein shamil ho gayi ho. Achanak fiza mein ek cheekh goonj uthi. Ye aam cheekh nahi thi. Is mein dard bhi tha, aur madad ki pukar bhi. Saif Ullah ke qadam ruk gaye… lekin dil nahi ruka. Khauf ne use peeche nahi dhakela, balke aage badhne par majboor kar diya. Jungle ke beech ek choti si jheel thi, aur us ke paas ek jali hui purani haveli khari thi. Log kehte thay wahan jinn rehte hain, aur jo andar gaya, kabhi wapas nahi aaya. Magar us raat Saif Ullah ka imaan, har darr se zyada bara tha. Haveli ke andar andhera gehra ho gaya. Saans lena mushkil lagne laga. Phir achanak ek madham si roshni zahir hui, jaise chaandni andheron mein raasta bana rahi ho. Us roshni ke beech ek wajood tha. Insani shakal… magar insaan nahi. Aankhon mein ajeeb si chamak, baalon mein noor ki lehr, aur jism par zanjeerain. Us chehre par cheekh nahi thi… sirf intezar tha. Ye Layla thi. Ek jinni, jo apni hi duniya ke sakht qanoonon ki qaid mein thi. Saif Ullah ke dil mein rehmat jaag uthi. Aisi rehmat jo insaan aur makhlooq ke farq ko mita deti hai. Isi lamhe qismat ne pehla mor liya. Ek ghareeb insaan aur ek jinni ke darmiyan ek aisa rishta banne laga jo na zameen ke qanoon mein tha, na aasmaan ke likhe hue aam dastoor mein. Layla azad hui, lekin us ki qaid khatam nahi hui. Wo ab bhi apni duniya ke qanoonon ki qaid mein thi. Waqt guzarta gaya. Layla insani shakal mein Saif Ullah ke saath rehne lagi. Wo kam bolti, zyada mehsoos karti. Basti walon ne jaldi hi farq mehsoos kiya. Saif Ullah ke kaam mein barkat aa gayi thi. Us ki rotiyon mein sukoon tha. Beemar log halka mehsoos karte, aur udaas dilon ko chain milta. Raaton mein, jab Saif Ullah so jata, Layla khamoshi se us ke liye dua karti. Us ka asli roop insani aankh ke liye bardasht se bahar tha, is liye wo use chupa kar rakhti. Magar jinnat ki duniya mein halchal mach chuki thi. Un ki shehzadi ghayab thi. Aur insaan se muhabbat… un ke liye sab se bara jurm tha. Qanoon ek hi tha: ya to insaan ko badal do, ya mita do. Layla is sach se waqif thi. Is liye us ke dil mein khauf tha, magar muhabbat us se khamoshi talab karti thi. Phir wo raat aa gayi. Jungle ki hawa bhari ho gayi, saye lambi hone lage, aur zameen laraz uthi. Saif Ullah ne pehli baar Layla ka asal noor dekha. Dil kaanp utha, magar imaan ne use thaam liya. Jinnat ne imtehan rakha: teen raatain, tanhai, khauf, aur waswason ke saath. Saif Ullah ne har raat sirf ek cheez pakri… Allah par yaqeen. Teesri raat ke baad noor utar aaya. Imtehan qabool ho gaya. Aakhir ek wali-e-kamil ke zariye ye rishta halal hua. Na shor, na duniya ki numaish, sirf dua aur raza. Magar har khushi hamesha ke liye nahi hoti. Layla ka wapas jana likha ja chuka tha. Rukhsati ne Saif Ullah ko tod diya, magar us ne shikwa nahi kiya. Us ne is muhabbat ko amanat bana kar apne dil mein rakh liya. Har Ramzan, har chaand raat, ek lamhe ke liye wo noor wapas aata. Aur Saif Ullah… logon ke liye sabr, imaan aur qurbani ki misaal ban gaya. Ye kahani humein ye sikhati hai ke jab muhabbat imaan se jud jaye, to wo ibadat ban jati hai… aur ibadat kabhi zaya nahi hoti. #RamzanStory #IslamicStory #SpiritualStory #JinnLoveStory #ImanAurMuhabbat #SabrAurYaqeen #HeartTouchingStory #EmotionalIslamicStory #UrduStory #RomanUrduStory #FaithBasedStory #RamadanSpecial #MysticalStory #IslamicMotivation #TrueFaith