Sunday, February 22, 2015

Muskurae Ki Wajah Tum Ho

Chaliye aj kuch Hindi mein likhte. Kyunki kuch alfaz Hindi mein jitney suhane aur apne lagte h shayad angrezi mein na lage. Aj thoda main apne jazbaton ko apko aur gaur se samjha pau. Aj shayad mere baatein apke dil ki aur gharai tak pohch paye. Kuch baatein apki aur kuch mere shayad yahan ake mil jaye.
Woh raaton ko suna radio.. Woh dheeme awaz pe chalte gaane. Woh pustako se apne kahani milana,  kitna suhana hota h. Who adhi raat ki coffee us pure shand ke sath peena zindgi ka kita pyara anubhav de jati h. Kya app jante h apki choti choti anjaan chize kisko kitni pyari muskaan de jati h.
Main jab bhi kisko kisi ki madat karte dekhte hoon woh mujhe muskaan de jati h. Muskaan badi he pyari aur anjani hoti h. Kai bar toh movie ke end mein heroin hero ke milne se ati h. Toh kai bar Meera Ji ki bhakti sun ke ati h.
Do premi ek dusre se milne ki aas rakhte h. Woh waadein, woh baatein ek dusre ko jode rakh ne ke asha unhe ek dusre ke muskurahat he toh dete h. Kya ap jante h Jab maa apne bache ko kai arso baad dekhte h toh us ansu ke piche bhi uski Muskaan hoti h. Kitni tareke h is Muskaan ko jatane ke.

Main apni baat karu toh mujhe bacho ki muskaan bahot pyari lagti h. Woh khil khila kar hasna. Woh bure aur sai ka antar nai jante. Bas jo baat unke dil ko kush kar jaye woh unhe hasa dete h. Unka hasna barish ke boodein zamin pe girne jaise chankar ka hota h. Kitna sundar hota h na.

Aj main apko ek aise he kahani sunati hoon. Shayad ye bhi apko muskarane ki ek wajah de jaye.

Darwaze pe ek dastak hoti h. Who ghar mein akele hoti h toh parde mein se jhak kar dekhte h ki who darwaza khole ya nai. Itne mein ek awaz ati h. ‘Shona Darwaza kholo.’
‘Oh ho Jaan tum. Aj office se jaldi ni aa gaye.’ Uska pati humesha ke jaise uske liye ek Red rose aur ek Chach ka packet le aya hota h.
‘Ha aj se mere office ki chute. Mere pyari se biwi ka 9th month h toh mere bhi chutti.’
‘Achcha ji, Biwi ka 9th month ya world cup ka phela din.’ Woh ankho se ishara kar rasoi mein chach ko glass mein dalne jati h.
Itne mein he rasoi ghar se girne ki awaz atti h. Pati Bhaga bhaga jata h. Uski biwi wahan zameen pe giri hoti h.
Woh apni biwi ko jald se jald utha ke hospital jata h. Wahan ke doctor uski biwi ko ICU mein admit karte h. Aur batate h uski biwi ko Breast cancer h woh bhi last stage. Aur ye baat doctor uski biwi bahot mahino phele baata chuke hote h.
Par chemo ki wajah woh apna bacchcha kho dete isliye usne apne pati ko batana zaruri nai samjha. Who toh waise bhi jane wali thi par apne pati ko ek jeene ke wajah de jana chahti thi.
Who apni patni ke pass ake baith ta h. Uska hath pakad ta h. Ansu ke lava kuch bol nai pata h.
‘Jaan! Ek waada karo tum bachcho ka naam wohi rakhogey jo humne soche h. Ladka toh Arjun aur Ladki toh meera. Aur mere Gulab ke phool roz mere use drawer mein rakh dena jahan baki rakhe h. Aur mere jaane ka dukh nai humare Bachche kea ne ka Jashan manana.’
Woh dono ek dusre ke gale lag ke ro dete h. Aur kuch ek hafte baad he Unke ghar ek pari hoti h. Par who toh use dekh bhi nai pati h.
Woh us bachchi ko apni godh mein leta h khud tut huye dil se bhi use hasata h aur guzarte waqt ke sath use apni nai muskaan bana leta h.

Dekha aise bhi muskaan hoti h. Apki hamari aur sabki choti muskaanein chotein chotein kiso mein band h. Har pal pe gaur kijiye shayad ek pal bhi muskaan de jaye. Muskuratein rahiye. Aur zindgi ko jeene ki wajah dete rahiye.


P.S. Keep smiling

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