Naina ek simple si school girl thi. Uski aadat thi zyada bolna nahi, zyada argue nahi karna. Log use aksar "shaant" aur "samajhdaar" bolte the. Par koi yeh nahi jaanta tha ki uski khamoshi ke peeche kitni baatein chup hoti Naina apni family ke saath rehti thi. Ghar mein sab apne kaam mein busy rehte the. Kabhi kabhi jab Naina kuch bolne ki koshish karti, toh uski baat aadhi sun kar hi ignore kar di jaati. Dheere dheere usne bolna kam kar diya. Usne soch liya ki shayad chup rehna hi best hota hai.
Naina ki life ka sabse peaceful place uska school tha. Wahan usse kuch aise classmates mile jo uski care karte the. Woh log Naina ka dhyan rakhte, usse puchte ki usne khana khaya ya nahi, pani piya ya nahi. Naina ke liye yeh sab bahut special tha, kyunki pehli baar use feel hua tha ki koi usse notice karta hai.
Un classmates ke saath Naina hasna seekh rahi thi. Woh log use pyaar se alag naam se bulate the. Naina jab bhi unke saath hoti, use lagta ki uski life perfect hai. Usne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki yeh sab itna jaldi badal jayega.
Time dheere dheere change hone laga. Class badli, log badle, aur situations bhi badal gayi. Jo log Naina ki life ka important part ban gaye the, woh dheere dheere usse door hone lage. Koi busy ho gaya, koi nayi friendship mein lag gaya, aur kuch log bas badal gaye.
Naina phir se akeli feel karne lagi. Usne phir se apni feelings andar rakhna shuru kar diya. Ghar mein bhi misunderstandings badhne lagi thi. Ek chhoti si baat par jab uski baat par kisi ne trust nahi kiya, toh Naina ko andar se bahut bura laga. Usne kuch nahi kaha, par us din usne apne room mein jaakar bahut roya.
Us din ke baad Naina ne ek diary likhna start kiya. Woh diary uski secret friend ban gayi. Naina usme apni feelings, apne sapne aur apni dua likhti thi. Jab bhi use lagta ki koi usse nahi samajh raha, woh diary khol kar likhne lagti.
Ek din school se aane ke baad Naina bahut thak gayi thi. Usne apni diary kholi aur purane pages padhne lagi. Har page par uski life ke alag emotions likhe hue the. Kahin uski khushi thi, kahin uska dard, aur kahin uske sapne.
Diary padhte padhte Naina ek page par ruk gayi. Us page par usne likha tha —
"Main hamesha sabko samajhne ki koshish karti hoon… par kya koi mujhe samajhta hai?"
Naina ne diary band kar di aur khidki ke paas jaakar baith gayi. Usne pehli baar khud se ek sawal pucha —
"Main apni life mein kya chahati hoon?"
Us raat Naina ne bahut socha. Usse realise hua ki woh hamesha dusron ko khush rakhne mein busy rahi, par kabhi khud ke liye nahi socha. Usne decide kiya ki ab woh apni life ko better banayegi.
Agla din Naina ke liye ek new start tha. Usne chhoti chhoti changes karna shuru kiya. Woh apni studies par focus karne lagi. Usne apne hobbies ko time dena start kiya. Dheere dheere uska confidence badhne laga.
Naina ab bhi zyada loud nahi thi, par ab woh weak bhi nahi thi. Agar use kuch galat lagta, toh woh shaant tarike se apni baat rakhna seekh rahi thi. Usne yeh bhi samajh liya tha ki har insaan usse samjhe, yeh zaroori nahi hota.
School mein bhi log Naina ke change ko notice karne lage. Uski teachers uski mehnat se impress hone lagi. Kuch classmates jo pehle usse ignore karte the, ab usse respect dene lage.
Ek din Naina ki purani friend uske paas aayi aur boli,
"Tum bahut change ho gayi ho… pehle tum bahut chup rehti thi."
Naina sirf muskura di. Usne realise kiya ki woh badli nahi thi, woh bas strong ho gayi thi.
Ramadan ka mahina start hone wala tha. Naina ke liye yeh month hamesha special hota tha. Usne apni diary ka last page khola aur likhne lagi.
"Main kabhi akeli nahi thi. Main bas yeh bhool gayi thi ki mere andar hi meri sabse badi strength hai. Maine life mein dard bhi dekha, loneliness bhi feel ki, par maine khud ko kabhi chhodna nahi seekha. Ab main kisi se yeh expect nahi karti ki woh mujhe samjhe. Main khud ko samajhna seekh rahi hoon."
Naina ne diary band ki aur aasman ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek peaceful smile thi. Usne feel kiya ki life perfect nahi hoti, par strong banna possible hota hai.
Us din Naina ne ek promise kiya —
Woh apne dreams follow karegi. Woh apni happiness ke liye khud zimmedaar hogi. Aur sabse important, woh apni khamoshi ko apni weakness nahi, apni strength banayegi.
Naina ki story koi fairy tale nahi thi. Uski life mein ab bhi problems aati thi. Kabhi misunderstandings hoti thi, kabhi loneliness feel hoti thi. Par ab Naina un sab se darne ke bajaye unhe face karna seekh gayi thi.
Woh jaanti thi ki life mein har insaan temporary hota hai. Kuch log aate hain, hume khushiyan dete hain, aur phir chale jaate hain. Par jo insaan hamesha saath rehta hai, woh khud hum hote hain.
Naina ne diary ko apne cupboard mein rakh diya. Usne ek deep breath li aur mirror mein khud ko dekha. Pehli baar usne apne reflection ko dekh kar yeh feel kiya ki woh enough hai.
Usne dheere se kaha,
"Main theek hoon… aur main strong hoon."
Aur shayad yahi Naina ki story ka sabse beautiful part tha —
Usne duniya ko nahi, khud ko jeetna seekh liya tha...