Kiran sirf 10 saal ki thi. Ghar se nikli to maqsad bas itna tha ke ice cream le aaye. Chand qadam ka raasta tha, aisa raasta jis par bache roz akele bhi chale jate hain aur maaen dil mein dua padhti rehti hain. Lekin us din kuch alag hua. Wo raasta bhool gayi. Shehr bada tha, galiyan ek jaisi lagti thin, aur ek bachi ke liye apna ghar achanak kisi aur duniya ka hissa ban gaya.
Phir kisi ajnabi ne use Islamabad ke ek Edhi Centre pohcha diya. Wahan use chhat mili, khana mila, aur taleem bhi. Edhi walon ne baar baar koshish ki ke us ke ghar walon ko dhoondein, use Islamabad mein dobara dobara bheja gaya ke shayad koi galli, koi chehra, koi dukaan yaad aa jaye. Lekin saalon tak koi nateeja nahi nikla. Ek taraf ek bachi thi jo badi ho rahi thi, doosri taraf ek ghar tha jahan ek kursi shayad hamesha khali rahi.
Poore 17 saal baad, jab Kiran 27 saal ki ho chuki thi, Safe City ke record se us ki tafseelat match hui aur usay Karachi mein apne walid ke hawale kiya gaya. 17 saal. Itni der mein ek bachi puri aurat ban jati hai, ek maa ki god ek anjaan jagah par sooni reh jati hai, aur ek baap ka intezaar umar ka ek hissa ban jata hai.
Ye koi akeli kahani nahi. Edhi Foundation ke Abdul Sattar Edhi ne ek baar gumshuda bachon ko bus mein bithakar unke ghar tak pohchane ka safar kiya, aur unhon ne khud bataya ke ghar dhoondna sab se mushkil kaam tha, kyunke bache itne chhote the ke bahut se apne gaon ka naam tak nahi bata sakte the. Ye wahi bacha hota hai jo roz hamare aas paas hansta khelta hai, aur jis ke paas wo ek jawab nahi hota jis ki us waqt sab se zyada zaroorat hoti hai: “Mera ghar kahan hai?”
Zara sochiye. Aaj hum apne bachon ko kitni cheezen pehnate hain: acchi ghari, fashion wali band, rang birangi bracelets. Ye sab nazar aati hain, tareef bhi hoti hain. Lekin agar un ke saath ek aisi cheez bhi ho jo us ek lamhe mein kaam aaye, jab bacha ro raha ho, khof mein ho, aur apna naam ya number ya mohalle ka naam bata hi na sake? Agar us din kisi ne uski kalai par ek QR dekha hota, ek scan kiya hota, aur ek number mil gaya hota jis par ek maa ya ek baap ka phone baj uthta, to shayad kahani kuch aur hoti.
Hum ye dawa nahi karte ke har gumshuda bache ke saath yehi hota. Lekin ye zaroor kehte hain ke wo ek scan, wo ek lamha, bohat saari raaton ke baghair aansuon ka farq ban sakta tha. Shayad Kiran apna bachpan apne ghar ki chhat ke neeche guzarti, apne walid ki godh mein, apni zubaan, apni rishton, apni pehchan ke saath. Shayad wo aaj kuch aur hi shakhsiyat hoti.
KithTag isi liye bana hai. Kisi badi technology ke dikhawe ke liye nahi, sirf is liye ke jab bacha apni baat na keh sake, to us ki kalai ek chhoti si madad ke saath bol uthe. Na battery, na charging, na app. Bas ek scan, aur ek maa ya baap tak sidha raasta.
