Raat ke 2:30am bajeh thhe, neendh nahi aa rahi thi, maan kuch udaas thha, maine socha chalo thoda main road tak tahel aawou. Jumay ka din thha cinema ka aakhri show dekh ker log apne ghar chale ja rahe thhe. Jab main bhi ghar ki aur laut raha thha, tabhi kisi ki rone ki siskiya sunai di. Bai aur moud kar dekhne laga ki yeh koun hai jo is waqt roh raha hai, koi nazer nahi aya phir dai aur moud ker dekha to hairaan ho gaya. Meri apni hi poorani gaadi jise 12 saal tak maine apna pariwaar ka ek hissa samaj ker rakha thha (Nissan Sunny model 1984) baachon ki tarah roh rahi thhi.
Kareeb ja kar,haath laga kar pucha ki dost kya haal hai tera aur kiyun roh rahi hai aur tera yeh kya haal bana rakha hai.
Puchne par woh bilak bilak kar boli, uska dil bhar aaya, kya batau mera haal kya hai, itni muddaton ke baad aaj aap ko dekhne ko naseeb huwa aur mujhse raha nahi gaya, aap dekh sakte ho ki kya haal bana diya hai mera is naye kharidar ne.
Mujhe yaad hai aaj bhi san 1998 jab mere sabse pehle kharidar mujhe bech raha tha to koi shaks mujhe nahi khareed raha thha, sevai aap ke. Uske baad mere din phirse roshan hog aye thhe. Aap mujhe haafte mein teen bar nehlate thhe, under bahar ki safai karte thhe, jab aapne mere Under Garments (Seat Covers) badle thhe, to log aap ko raaste mein khada kar ke puchte thhe ki bhaisahab yeh itna aacha seat covers kaha silvaya, yeh sunn kar mujhe garv hota thha aap par ki aap mere humsafar hain. Aap mere kareeb na aaye, par dekho mere shareer per kitni dhul aur mitti jami huvi hai, main peechle teen mahine se nahai nahin aur mere jism se gandi badbooh aa rahi hai.
Mujhe yaad hai aaj bhi ki jab kabhi mere jism par koi kharoch aati thhi to aapko dukh hota thha, aapka dil rota thha, aur aap inn choti choti choton ke liye bhi mujhe hospital (Garage) le jaate thhe taqi yeh choti chot kal kahi badi na ho jaaye. Aur hamare bhaisahab hain, jise koi farak nahi padta...Roz koi na koi ek nai chot mujh par dilate hain.
Aap mera kitna khayal rakhte thhe, roz jab kaam par jaate thhe hum dono, to aap mujhe mulayum raaston pe chalte, hamesha aap ne khayal rakha ki mere pairon (Wheels) mein kahi nokile patthar ya koi kaata lag na jaaye, Roz subha aap mujhe meetha sarbat (Coollent water) pillate aur mere sar mein teil (Engine Oil) ki matra dekhte, yadi kam hoti to aap woh kami bhi puri kar dete. Har 6 mahine mein mere pairon ki malish hoti (Wheel Rotation) jisme mujhe khas maza aata thha, tab jab mujhe zameen se hawa mein khadi ki jati thi (Hydrulic Jack) aur mere charon pairon ki malish hoti.
Jab hum dono ka aaram ka waqt hota to,aap mujh par makhmali chaadar (Raxzin Cover) audhate taki mujhe kisi bhi kisam ki koi takleef na ho khaas kar is kadhi dhoop se. Aur is mahashae ko kuch bhi pata nahi,teen din se mere pairon mein ek choti se khili lagi hai woh mujhe is pida se mukhti nahi dilata, kai baar mujhe garam patthar par khada kiya gaya.
Muddat ho gai meetha sarbat pee kar, jab mann kiya to mujhe Nal ka khara pani pilaya aur sar mein tell ki matra kam hone karan mera dimak (Engine) bhi thik se chalta nahi aur mujhe roz is kadi dhoop aur barish ka samna karna padta hai. Is thand,garmi,barish mausam ke karan mere jism par badi badi foonsiya (Body Rust) hone lagi hain.
Aap har do ya teen mahine mein ek bar mujhe khoob nehlane lejate (Service centre) woh bhi jacuzzi bath, garm garm pani aur shampoo se (Steam Wash) aur mere (Makeup) sabhi chote chote aangon ko badalvate (Spark plugs,Oil Filter,Gear Oil,Carburettor Filter) aur taiyar ho kar jab nikelti thhi to mujh mein ek nai umang bhar aati, itni tandurasti mehsoos karti, lagta jaise main aaj hi showroom se nikle hui hoon.
Aaj poore 6 saal hogai aur service centre ka raasta bhi bhul gai hue aur kai baar nakli purjon (Spare parts) se sajai gayi.
Mujhe yaad hai ki aap Mecca Ummra par jane ka irada kiya thha aapne purey pariwar ke saath, magar itna lamba raaste se aap mein darr nahi thha kiyun ki aapko mujh par pura bharosa thha aur mujhe yakeen thha ki main aapko nirash nahi hone dungi, phir bhi hum dono ke maan ki tasaali ke liye aap mujhe doctor (Machanic) ke paas health checkup (Engine inspection) ke liye le gaye thhe, jahan aapko hari jhandhi mili thhi, tabhi aap bhi apne pariwar ke saath hospital (Vacination) ke liye gaye thhe, is tarah hum do baar Mecca jaa kar aaye thhe woh bhi bina koi rukawat.
Hamare bhaisahab khud ko doctor samajhte hain, inhe sab pata hai koun sa hissa kharab hai use nikal fekh do aur agar zaroori ho, to dukaan (Agent) se nahi, chor bazar (Scrap yard) se kharid laate hain aur khud tai karte hain ki isse aaj lagaya jaai ya agli chotiyo mein.
Aap ko yaad hai woh din, 20 December 2001 jab aapki begam pure din se thhi aur main kuch ziyada bimar pad gayi thhi to mere liye aapne ambulance (Recovery Vehicle) mangvai thhi, aur aap mera haal chaal puchne aate. Main thik hokar char din mein ghar lout aayi par phir bhi meri tabiyat naram garam thhi, mujhe aana zaroori thha aap, kaam par kaise jaate, aur 25 December raat saat baje begam sahiba ko dard hua, uska dard dekh kar main apna dard bhul gai.
Jism mein takat nahi thhi par kisi tarah bhi aap dono ko hospital le aayi . Waqt par na pochte to pata nahin kya ho jata, par jab begam sahiba ke haathon mein nanna sa pyara sa ladka dekha to meri jaan mein jaan aagai, main phir se jee uthi, mera bachpan lout aaya thha.
Jab aapke dono phool (Bachhe) meri godi mein baith kar ghumne jaate thhe to woh aap nahi main unhe ghummane ley jaati thhi.
Aur yeh hamare bhai sahab hain, jisne kai baar mujhe kai logon se dhakka maar maar ke hospital le gai hain aur ek bar bhi pucha nahin ki kiya takleef hai.
Main aaj aap se puchti hoon, kiyun har insaan hame ek insaan ki tarah nahi samajhta, kiyun hame sirf ek lokhand samajhta hai? Kya humein jaan nahi hoti? Agar hum thik se chalte hain to kis ke liye, aap hi ke to hum kaam aate hain, hum insaanon ke liye hi to bane hain, aap logon ki zarurat puri karne ke liye, to phir kiyun hum par itna zulm.
Are duniya ka dostoor hai ki agar ek Ghora (Horse) bimar aur bekar ho jata hai to usko goli maar di jaati hai taaki usko us dard se mukti mil jaaye.. agar main aap ke liye bekaar hogai thhi to aapne mujhe maar kiyun nahi dala. Is roz roz ke marne se to acha hota ek hi baar mein mar jati.
Aaj aapko bhi mujhe dekh kar kitna dard ho raha hai.
Kabhi kabhi aap dekhai dete hain raaste par apni nai gaadi mein to mujhe bahot khushi hoti hai, main apne doston se kheti hoon, dekho woh mera dost ja raha hai, zindagi mein agar koi dost ho to aap jaisa ho.
Aankhein tab naam hoti hain, jab aapka ladka mujhe dekh kar tata tata karta hai.
Ab bas dua karo dost ki mujhe upar wala jald se jald bula de, ab main jeena nahi chahti. Meri dua hai aap har pal har ghadi khush raho, jeevan mein har kadam par taraqi karo.
Moral of the story: Duniya mein har cheez se pyaar karo, chahe woh jeevit hi kiyun na ho.
Written By : Ashique_E_Bimar
Bhai story bahut achchhi thi mujhe to pad ke rona aa gaya, pls bhagwan ke liye aisi story dobara mat likhna padte padte bheje ki waat lag gayi bole to durgati..............
Posted By : Jagdish Joshi
