Friday, June 12, 2009

Uss buzurg Pedh ke naam...........

Uss Buzurg pedh ke naam

Har roz ki tarah uss din bhi savere main chai ka pyala liye purani khidki par khade chai pi raha tha ke achanak meri nazar uss boodhe pedh par padi jise maine apne dadaji ke guzar jane ke baad Daddu ka naam diya tha.

Mujhe unse mile kuch zyada samay na hua tha magar jaise…hamara ek rishta kayam ho chuka tha. Jab bhi main apne aap ko is anjan sheher mein akela pata, hamesha unke paas chala jata aur uss pedh ke neeche jaakar baith jata. Mujhe unse ek alag sa lagaav ho gaya tha isliye jab kabhi mujhe apne savaalon ke javab dhoondne mein pareshani hoti, main hamesha un daddu ki chhaanv mein chala jata aur unse guftgu karta aur mano jaise saare savaalon ke javaab mujhe apne aap hi mil jate…

Shayad isiliye kisi ne sach hi kaha hai ke buzurgon ke chehre par padi un jhurriyon ko padho,tumhe apne saare savaalon ka javab un mein mil jayega…Jab kabhi main rota toh woh mujhe hansate or jab kabhi woh udaas rehte toh main unhe hansata. Bas isi tarah mujhe ek anjaan sheher mein phir apne daddu mil gaye aur mera akelapan door ho gaya…Bas isi tarah saal beet te chale gaye aur hamari dosti bhi gehri hoti chali gayi…

Main apni chai khatm karke unse milne gaya toh mausam ekdum badla hua tha…kal tak jo suraj apne charam par hua karta tha aaj uska kahin koi thikana na tha, kal tak jo panchhi garmi ke darr se apne ghounslon mein chhipe rehte the, aaj unhone saare aasman par kabza kar liya tha…

Maine Daddu se poocha ke Daddu akhir majra kya hai, toh Daddu ne muskura kar javab diya aur bole ke beta poore ek saal se hum sabko jiska intezar hai Woh Barkha Rani ab se kuch hi samay mein apne poore aagosh ke saath aa rahi hai,Ye paigam der raat ooparvale ne chund boondon ki baarish karke bheja hai…Isiliye ye panchhi aaj apni hi masti mein mast hain,ye pedh apni baahein failaye besabri se uska intezar kar rahein hain aur indra-dhanush bhi aaj bahar aane ko betaab ho raha hai…Har jagah khushi ka nazara tha ke achanak maine Daddu ke chehre par ek udaasi dekhi toh poocha ki Daddu aap achanak udaas kyun ho gaye. Iss par Daddu muskuraye aur bole beta main poore ek saal se iss din ka intezar kar raha tha aur aaj akhir kar ye din aa hi gaya…Mere jaane ka waqt aa gaya, ye baarish meri zindagi ki aakhri baarish hogi,main bas isi din ke liye ruka hua tha…Sachchai se milne ka mera waqt aa gaya…Beta maut ek sachchai hai aur isse hamein darna ya bhagna nahi chahiye balki hamein toh iska svagat karna chahiye kyun ki hum chah kar bhi isse rok nahi sakte…Tabhi achanak zor ki hawa chali aur main apne Daddu se lipat gaya aur zor-zor se rone laga.Kuch der mein zor ki baarish bhi shuru ho gayi aur toofan bhi badhta gaya,tabhi Daddu ne mujhe aakhri baar muskurakar dekha aur bole beta meri aakhri baat maan aur ghar ja…Main na chahte hue bhi rote-rote apne ghar aa gaya…aur isi tarah dekhte hi dekhte meri aankhon ke samne Daddu ne apna dum tod diya aur zameen se alagh ho gaye…Uss din phir ek baar main akela ho gaya…

Aaj uss baat ko poore do saal beet gaye par aaj bhi mujhe unki kami sabse zyada khalti hai…Dost mile par unsa koi nahi mila aur shayad mil bhi nahi payega kyunki jitney achche se woh mujhe samajhte the,koi aur shayad samajh hi nahi paya…Aaj bhi jab kabhi mujhe akelapan mehsus hota hai ya phir kabhi unki yaad aati hai…ya kabhi rone ka man karta hai,main ussi jagah chala jaata hoon jahan kabhi mere Daddu “woh boodha pedh” hua karte the…