Naina ki pehli beti ke janam ke baad, ghar me khushi ka mahaul sirf bahar se hi tha.
Andar, har din ek nayi jung shuru hoti.
Sasural me har cheez mushkil se chalti thi.
Na proper ration, na kapde, na bartan.
Naina ki saas har waqt uske kaam ko check karti, aur har chhoti galti par taane deti.
"Tumhare haath me ghar ki izzat nahi hai," saas aksar kehti.
Naina chup rehti,
bas apni beti ko god me lekar bhagwan se shanti maangti.
Pati ka mood bhi kabhi achha nahi rehta.
Kabhi kamai nahi hoti, to gussa Naina par nikalta.
Kabhi paise ke liye jhagde hote, to Naina ko ilzaam milta.
Par Naina har baar chup rehkar sab seh leti.
Wo sochti — "Mere bachchon ke liye main sab sah sakti hoon."
Ek saal ke andar hi, Naina ki saas ka pressure aur badh gaya.
Wo Naina ko kaam me aur busy rakhti, aur khud apne bete ki khushi ke liye usse blame karti.
Naina ne apne aap se ek promise kiya —
"Main apni betiyon ko kabhi kisi ke haath me majboor nahi hone dungi. Wo strong hongi."
Fir, Naina ki zindagi me do aur betiyan aayi.
Har ek janam ke saath ghar ka tension badhta gaya.
Financial situation tight thi,
pati ki kamai inconsistent,
aur ghar ka guzara mushkil.
Naina ke pitaji, retired clerk, chhupke se har mahine paisa bhejte,
taaki Naina aur bachchon ko zaroorat ki cheezein mil sake.
Naina ke liye ye ek hi rahat ka pal tha,
aur wo is support ko lekar apni himmat banaye rakhti.
Ghar ke kaam aur bachchon ke saath, Naina ne decide kiya ki apni betiyon ko acche schools me daalegi.
Wo chahti thi ki bachche strong aur independent bane,
jisse wo apni tarah helpless na rahe.
Par ghar ke kharche din-b-din badhte gaye.
Pati ko lagta ki agar Naina thoda kaam kare, to ghar ki yeh stithi na hoti.
Wo aksar gussa karta aur Naina ko gaali deta.
Lekin Naina ne himmat nahi hari.
Wo chhoti savings aur pitaji ki madad se ghar ke liye cheezein jodti rahi —
pankha, table, fridge, aur bachchon ke liye basic comfort.
Aur phir, ek saal baad, Naina ke ghar ek beta ne janam liya.
Sab log khushi me the, lekin saas ka behavior bilkul nahi badla.
Wo beta hone par bhi apni kanjoosi nahi chhodi,
khushi me laddoo bhi nahi baante.
Naina ne fir bhi apni zindagi aur bachchon ke liye struggle continue rakha.
Usne decide kiya ki apne bachchon ko sab kuch sikhaayegi —
padhai, zimmedari, aur sabse important, himmat.
Wo chahti thi ki unki zindagi unke haath me ho,
aur wo kabhi helpless feel na kare.
Naina ki zindagi ab ek constant jung thi —
ghar ka bojh, saas ka pressure, pati ka gussa, financial tension, aur bachchon ki zimmedari.
Par uski aankhon me ab bhi ek chamak thi —
ek umeed ki roshni, jo kehti thi —
"Mera struggle sirf mere liye nahi, mere bachchon ke liye hai."