Zindagi kab badal jaati hai, kisi ko pata nahi chalta…
Mere saath bhi kuch aisa hi hua.
Main ek simple si ladki thi… ghar, school aur coaching — bas itni hi meri duniya thi. Na mujhe pyaar ka matlab pata tha, na kisi ke saath future dekhna… par phir wo meri zindagi me aaya.
Pehle to sab normal hi tha — thodi si baatein, thodi si hasi-mazaak… par dheere dheere uski baatein mere din ka sabse important hissa ban gayi. Uska "kaisi ho?" puchna bhi mujhe special feel karata tha. Mujhe samajh hi nahi aaya kab main uski aadat ban gayi… aur kab wo mera pyaar.
Wo ladka alag tha…
Na kabhi gussa karta, na kabhi buri tarah baat karta…
Hamesha pyaar se, dhyaan se, care ke saath baat karta.
Mujhe yaad hai, jab main udaas hoti thi… wo mujhe hasane ke liye kitni koshish karta tha. Kabhi ajeeb jokes, kabhi cute baatein… aur main hans padti thi. Uski ek baat mere dil me bas gayi thi —
"Tum haste hue zyada achhi lagti ho."
Shayad wahi pal tha jab maine use dil se chaha.
Par har kahani itni aasaan nahi hoti…
Ek din meri badi behen ko sab pata chal gaya.
Us din usne mujhe itna dara diya tha ki main kaanp gayi thi.
"Main mummy ko sab bata dungi!"
Uski ye baat mere kaan me goonj rahi thi.
Main coaching me thi, par mera mann kahin aur tha…
Sir ki awaaz sunai nahi de rahi thi… bas ek hi darr —
"Agar mummy ko pata chal gaya to?"
Ghar aate hi wo hua jiska darr tha…
Meri behen ne sab bata diya.
Mummy ka gussa… unka chehra… unki awaaz…
Aaj bhi yaad aata hai to dil kaanp uthta hai.
Unhone mujhe daanta… maara bhi…
Aur mera phone chheen liya.
"Papa ko aane do, sab batati hoon!"
Unki ye baat sunke meri saanse ruk gayi thi.
Us raat main bahut royi thi…
Sirf isliye nahi ki mummy ne maara…
Balki isliye ki mujhe laga —
"Maine use kho diya."
Khamoshi ke wo din…
Uske bina ek ek din guzarna mushkil ho gaya tha.
Main roti thi… chup chaap… bina kisi ko bataye.
Mujhe uski aadat ho chuki thi…
Uski baatein, uska care… sab kuch.
Phir ek din… bahut dino ke baad…
Maine usse baat ki.
Uske messages dekhe…
"Miss you baby… kaha ho tum?"
"Please aa jao na… main bahut miss kar raha hoon…"
Wo sab padh ke meri aankhon se aansu girne lage…
Dukh ke nahi… balki is baat ke ki —
"Wo bhi mujhe utna hi yaad karta hai."
Us din mujhe samajh aaya —
Ye sirf meri feelings nahi thi…
Ye dono ka pyaar tha.
Chhup Chhup Ke Wali Baatein…
Ab hum phir baat karne lage…
Par ab sab kuch pehle jaisa nahi tha.
Meri behen har waqt nazar rakhti thi…
Mera phone check karti…
Mummy ko sab batati.
Mummy ka ek hi jawab hota:
"Wo alag caste ka ladka hai, shaadi nahi hogi… baat band karo!"
Par pyaar kaha kisi rule ko maanta hai?
Main raat ka intezaar karti…
Jab sab so jaate… tab main chupke se chhota phone leke chhat pe jaati…
Aur phir…
Raat 11 baje se subah 4 baje tak…
Bas hum… aur hamari baatein…
Wo mere liye duniya ka sabse khoobsurat waqt hota tha.
Thandi hawa… chup chaap raat…
Aur uski awaaz…
Lagta tha jaise poori duniya ruk gayi ho.
Phir ek aur tufaan…
Ek raat… meri dadi ne sab sun liya.
Unki aankhon me aansu the…
Aur unki baatein… teer ki tarah dil me lag rahi thi।
"Hamari izzat mitti me mila degi!"
"Papa aur dada ki pagdi gira degi!"
Main darr gayi thi…
Bilkul toot gayi thi.
Subah mummy ko sab pata chal gaya…
Phir wahi daant… wahi gussa…
Aur is baar phone bhi chala gaya.
Uske bina…
Uske bina rehna… jaise saans lene jaisa mushkil ho gaya tha.
Main din bhar uske baare me sochti…
Raat ko roti…
Kabhi kabhi lagta —
"Kaash mere paas koi jadoo hota… main uske paas chali jaati… hamesha ke liye…"
Par zindagi koi kahani nahi hoti…
Yaha har cheez possible nahi hoti।
Phir ek chhoti si umeed…
Dheere dheere mummy sab bhoolne lagi…
Aur mujhe phir se phone milne laga।
Maine phir se usse baat karna start kiya…
Is baar aur bhi zyada sambhal ke।
Call nahi… sirf messages…
Wo bhi chup chup ke।
Meri behen abhi bhi nazar rakhti thi…
Par phir bhi main usse baat kar leti thi।
Thodi si baat bhi mere liye bahut hoti thi…
Sach kya hai?
Shayad hamari sabse badi dushman meri badi behen nahi thi…
Zindagi kab badal jaati hai, kisi ko pata nahi chalta…
Mere saath bhi kuch aisa hi hua.
Main ek simple si ladki thi… ghar, school aur coaching — bas itni hi meri duniya thi. Na mujhe pyaar ka matlab pata tha, na kisi ke saath future dekhna… par phir wo meri zindagi me aaya.
Pehle to sab normal hi tha — thodi si baatein, thodi si hasi-mazaak… par dheere dheere uski baatein mere din ka sabse important hissa ban gayi. Uska "kaisi ho?" puchna bhi mujhe special feel karata tha. Mujhe samajh hi nahi aaya kab main uski aadat ban gayi… aur kab wo mera pyaar.
Wo ladka alag tha…
Na kabhi gussa karta, na kabhi buri tarah baat karta…
Hamesha pyaar se, dhyaan se, care ke saath baat karta.
Mujhe yaad hai, jab main udaas hoti thi… wo mujhe hasane ke liye kitni koshish karta tha. Kabhi ajeeb jokes, kabhi cute baatein… aur main hans padti thi. Uski ek baat mere dil me bas gayi thi —
"Tum haste hue zyada achhi lagti ho."
Shayad wahi pal tha jab maine use dil se chaha.
Par har kahani itni aasaan nahi hoti…
Ek din meri badi behen ko sab pata chal gaya.
Us din usne mujhe itna dara diya tha ki main kaanp gayi thi.
"Main mummy ko sab bata dungi!"
Uski ye baat mere kaan me goonj rahi thi.
Main coaching me thi, par mera mann kahin aur tha…
Sir ki awaaz sunai nahi de rahi thi… bas ek hi darr —
"Agar mummy ko pata chal gaya to?"
Ghar aate hi wo hua jiska darr tha…
Meri behen ne sab bata diya.
Mummy ka gussa… unka chehra… unki awaaz…
Aaj bhi yaad aata hai to dil kaanp uthta hai.
Unhone mujhe daanta… maara bhi…
Aur mera phone chheen liya.
"Papa ko aane do, sab batati hoon!"
Unki ye baat sunke meri saanse ruk gayi thi.
Us raat main bahut royi thi…
Sirf isliye nahi ki mummy ne maara…
Balki isliye ki mujhe laga —
"Maine use kho diya."
Khamoshi ke wo din…
Uske bina ek ek din guzarna mushkil ho gaya tha.
Main roti thi… chup chaap… bina kisi ko bataye.
Mujhe uski aadat ho chuki thi…
Uski baatein, uska care… sab kuch.
Phir ek din… bahut dino ke baad…
Maine usse baat ki.
Uske messages dekhe…
"Miss you baby… kaha ho tum?"
"Please aa jao na… main bahut miss kar raha hoon…"
Wo sab padh ke meri aankhon se aansu girne lage…
Dukh ke nahi… balki is baat ke ki —
"Wo bhi mujhe utna hi yaad karta hai."
Us din mujhe samajh aaya —
Ye sirf meri feelings nahi thi…
Ye dono ka pyaar tha.
Chhup Chhup Ke Wali Baatein…
Ab hum phir baat karne lage…
Par ab sab kuch pehle jaisa nahi tha.
Meri behen har waqt nazar rakhti thi…
Mera phone check karti…
Mummy ko sab batati.
Mummy ka ek hi jawab hota:
"Wo alag caste ka ladka hai, shaadi nahi hogi… baat band karo!"
Par pyaar kaha kisi rule ko maanta hai?
Main raat ka intezaar karti…
Jab sab so jaate… tab main chupke se chhota phone leke chhat pe jaati…
Aur phir…
Raat 11 baje se subah 4 baje tak…
Bas hum… aur hamari baatein…
Wo mere liye duniya ka sabse khoobsurat waqt hota tha.
Thandi hawa… chup chaap raat…
Aur uski awaaz…
Lagta tha jaise poori duniya ruk gayi ho.
Phir ek aur tufaan…
Ek raat… meri dadi ne sab sun liya.
Unki aankhon me aansu the…
Aur unki baatein… teer ki tarah dil me lag rahi thi।
"Hamari izzat mitti me mila degi!"
"Papa aur dada ki pagdi gira degi!"
Main darr gayi thi…
Bilkul toot gayi thi.
Subah mummy ko sab pata chal gaya…
Phir wahi daant… wahi gussa…
Aur is baar phone bhi chala gaya.
Uske bina…
Uske bina rehna… jaise saans lene jaisa mushkil ho gaya tha.
Main din bhar uske baare me sochti…
Raat ko roti…
Kabhi kabhi lagta —
"Kaash mere paas koi jadoo hota… main uske paas chali jaati… hamesha ke liye…"
Par zindagi koi kahani nahi hoti…
Yaha har cheez possible nahi hoti।
Phir ek chhoti si umeed…
Dheere dheere mummy sab bhoolne lagi…
Aur mujhe phir se phone milne laga।
Maine phir se usse baat karna start kiya…
Is baar aur bhi zyada sambhal ke।
Call nahi… sirf messages…
Wo bhi chup chup ke।
Meri behen abhi bhi nazar rakhti thi…
Par phir bhi main usse baat kar leti thi।
Thodi si baat bhi mere liye bahut hoti thi…
Sach kya hai?
Shayad hamari sabse badi dushman meri badi behen nahi thi…
Pyaar ka ehsaas
Ek din main bahut udaas thi। Ghar me kuch tension tha, aur mera mann bilkul shaant nahi tha।
Main usse baat kar rahi thi, lekin kuch keh nahi pa rahi thi।
Usne turant mehsoos kar liya।
"Tum thik nahi ho na?"
Uska ye sawal dekhte hi meri aankhon me aansu aa gaye।
Maine kuch nahi kaha, par usne phir likha—
"Tum haste hue zyada achhi lagti ho… aur main tumhe hamesha haste hue dekhna chahta hoon।"
Us pal mujhe samajh aa gaya tha ki meri feelings badal chuki hain।
Wo sirf ek dost nahi raha tha।
Khushiyon ke wo din
Ab hum dono har baat share karte the।
Din me kya hua, kis baat se khushi mili, kis baat se dukh hua—sab kuch।
Wo meri zindagi ka ek aham hissa ban gaya tha।
Kabhi kabhi wo future ki baatein karta, aur main chup rehkar bas uski baatein sunti rehti।
Mere dil me ek ajeeb si khushi hoti thi।
Mujhe lagta tha ki shayad ye hi wo insaan hai jiske saath main apni zindagi bita sakti hoon।
Sach ka pehla jhatka
Lekin har kahani me ek mod aata hai।
Meri kahani me wo mod meri badi behen thi।
Ek din use hamari baat ka pata chal gaya।
Uski aankhon me gussa tha, aur uski awaaz me dhamki—
"Main mummy ko sab bata dungi।"
Us pal mera dil zor se dhadakne laga।
Main coaching me thi, lekin mera dhyaan kahin aur hi tha।
Mujhe bas ek hi darr satata raha—agar mummy ko pata chal gaya to kya hoga।
Ghar pahunchte hi mera darr sach me badal gaya।
Tootna
Meri behen ne mummy ko sab bata diya tha।
Mummy ka gussa dekh kar main darr gayi।
Unhone mujhe daanta, aur do thappad bhi mare।
Unki har baat mere dil me chubh rahi thi।
"Papa ko aane do, sab batati hoon।"
Ye sunte hi meri aankhon se aansu ruk hi nahi rahe the।
Us din mera phone chheen liya gaya।
Main apne kamre me jaakar chup chaap baith gayi।
Aur dheere dheere, main andar se toot gayi।
Uske bina
Uske bina sab kuch adhoora lagne laga।
Main kisi se baat nahi karti thi।
Na mujhe hasi aati thi, na kisi cheez me mann lagta tha।
Raat ko chupke se roti thi, taaki koi dekh na le।
Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main itna kyu feel kar rahi hoon।
Phir ek din mujhe samajh aaya—
Ye sirf aadat nahi thi, ye pyaar tha।
Wapas milna
Bahut dino baad mujhe usse baat karne ka mauka mila।
Maine uske messages dekhe, aur meri aankhon me aansu aa gaye।
Har message me uska intezaar tha, uska dard tha।
Usne mujhe kitna miss kiya tha, ye har line me dikh raha tha।
Us pal mujhe samajh aaya ki main akeli nahi hoon।
Wo bhi utna hi mehsoos karta hai।
Raat ki duniya
Ab hum phir baat karne lage, lekin sab kuch chhup chhup ke।
Main raat ka intezaar karti।
Jab ghar me sab so jaate, tab main chhat par jaati।
Ek chhota phone lekar, chup chaap।
Thandi hawa chalti rehti, aasman me taare chamakte rehte… aur main usse baat karti।
Raat ke gyarah baje se lekar subah ke chaar baje tak, bas hum aur hamari baatein hoti।
Wo pal meri zindagi ke sabse khoobsurat pal the।
Ek aur sach
Lekin khushiyan zyada der tak tikti nahi।
Ek raat meri dadi ne hume baat karte hue sun liya।
Unki aankhon me aansu the, aur unki baatein bahut dard dene wali thi।
Unhone mujhe samjhaya nahi, balki ilzaam lagaye—
ki main ghar ki izzat kharab kar rahi hoon।
Main darr gayi thi।
Bilkul toot gayi thi।
Phir se sab khatam
Subah mummy ko sab pata chal gaya।
Phir wahi gussa, wahi daant…
Aur is baar mera chhota phone bhi chheen liya gaya।
Ab mere paas usse baat karne ka koi rasta nahi tha।
Andhera
Uske bina jeena bahut mushkil ho gaya।
Main din bhar uske baare me sochti rehti।
Raat ko uski yaadon me roti rehti।
Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta ki kaash main uske paas chali jaati… hamesha ke liye।
Lekin phir main khud ko samjhati—
Zindagi me har cheez possible nahi hoti।
Ek chhoti si roshni
Dheere dheere mummy us baat ko bhoolne lagi।
Mujhe phir se phone milne laga।
Maine phir se usse baat karni shuru ki।
Is baar main aur bhi zyada sambhal ke baat karti thi।
Calls nahi, sirf messages।
Phir bhi, wo chhoti si baat bhi mere liye bahut thi।
Aaj
Aaj bhi main usse baat karti hoon।
Chhup chhup ke, darr ke saath… lekin dil se।
Mujhe nahi pata ki hamara future kya hoga।
Na ye pata hai ki hum kabhi saath rahenge ya nahi।
Lekin ek baat mujhe zaroor pata hai—
Usne mujhe sachcha pyaar mehsoos karaya hai।
Ant… ya ek nayi shuruaat
Kuch pyaar kabhi poore nahi hote।
Lekin wo adhure reh kar bhi zindagi bhar yaad rehte hain।
Meri kahani bhi shayad unhi me se ek hai।
Ek aisa pyaar jo duniya se chhupa hua hai…
Lekin dil me sabse gehra mehsoos hota hai।
Aur shayad isi liye…
ye kahani khatam nahi hoti।
Ye bas ruk jaati hai…
kisi naye mod ka intezaar karte hue।