Ram closes his diary.. & closes his eyes leans on the chair.. Goes in Flashback..
Aaj do saal ho gaye.. Par lagta hai ki jaise kal ki baat ho... Uss din agar late nahi hota to usse kabhi nahi milta...
Saal ki pehli barish thi.. jab usse pehli baar dekha tha... Pehli baar mujhe mere writer banne ka proud feel hua tha...
Being a famous writer.. whereever i goes.. my fans are there...
Aur vo bhi mujhse autograph lene aayi thi... Barish mein bheegte hue... Chehre par hansi.. aankhon mein chamak.. ek chote bacche jaise khusi..
Mein kabhi autograph dena pasand nahi karta tha... Par usse dekh kar apne aap ko rok nahi paya.. bas khicha chala gaya..
Uske paas jo kagaz tha vo barish ki boondo se bheeg gaya tha.. Uss par pen chala nahi...
Aur mein bhi pura bheega hua tha.. to mere paas bhi nahi tha...
Uske chehre ki hansi kho gayi.. yeh dekh kar ki vo mera autograph nahi le payegi.. Aur uss ek pal mein usse udaas nahi dekh paya.. Usse pehle kayi ladkiyon ne apne hath par mera autograph liye the.. Mein usse choona chahta tha .. usme kuch aisi kashish thi ki mein yeh sochne laga tha.. Par samajh nahi aaya ki kaise usse kahu ki mein apke hath par autograph dena chahta hu...
Shayad vo bhi yeh kehne mein dar rahi thi...
Phir usne vo baat bol di jo mere mann mein thi... Usne apna hath aage bada kar kaha ki aap yaha kar sakte hai..
Uske haath paani se bheega hua tha.. usne apne bheege hue dupatte se uss pani ko kam kiya..
aur jab maine uss ke hath ko chua to aisa mehsus hua jaise kisi gulab ko hath laga ke mehsus hota hai.. bahut nazuk.. bahut pyaara ehsaas..
Ek ajeeb sa ehsaas hone laga.. Kapte hath se maine autograph diya.. usse laga barish ki thand ki vajah se mere hath kaap rahe hai.. par mere hath uss ke ehsaas se kaap rahe the... Uss ek ehsaas ne mujhe kamzor bana diya.. Ab mein uss hath ko hamesha thamna chahta tha... hamesha ke liye... Uss ek pal mein apni zindagi uske sath jeene ki Kalpana kar baitha tha..
jab maine pen se uske hath mein apna naam likha.. to mann mein darr tha kahi usse dard to nahi hua.. Apna naam chahta tha ki uske dil mein reh jaye...
Jaise hi maine naam likha ... usne apna hath mere hath se vapas le liya.. uss pal laga jaise zindagi khatam ho gayi...
Uski pyari si awwaz ek phir fir se suni.. jab usne kaha thank u.. aur vo apne hath ko dekhte hue jaane lagi.. aur mein usse dekhta raha.. jaise meri zindagi mjhse dur ja rahi ho r mein kuch nahi kar paa raha...
Par vo jate jate ek dam se ruki... meri dhadkane ek baar phir tez ho gayi.. mjhe laga vo phir mujhe dekhegi.. aur usne mud kar mjhe dekha..
Mujhe laga jaise zindagi phir mujhe mil gayi.. uski nazron ne phir mujhe mere jeene ka ehsaas dilaya...
Vo ek baar phir mere paas aayi... mein bas usse dekhta raha..
Usne bahut pyar aur darte darte kaha.. ki apka naam to ghar jate jate mere hath se mit jaega... aur uske chehre par udasi cha gayi...
usne idhar udhar dekha aur bus stand par lage mere novel ki publicity ka kagaz dikha... aur uske chehre par fir muskaan cha gayi.. aur vo kagaz lakar diya aur autograph fir se dene ko bola...
Mein ek baar phir unn aankho mein kho gaya.. aur na nahi bol paya... Mein likne laga.. to usne kaha.. ki.. mein uska naam likhu.. uske neeche apna naam likhu...
Usne ek kagaz par hum dono ka naam likhne ko kaha.. par mein to zindagi bhar ke liye likhna chahta tha...
Tabhi mujhe ehsaas hua ki maine uska naam hi nahi pucha...
Mere puchne se pehle hi usne apna bata diya... "Priya"..
Aaj tak isse pehle koi naam mjhe accha nahi laga.. par uss din bahut pyara aur pyar bhara laga.. Priya...
autograph diya uss..
To,
Priya..
Ram Kapoor...
Mein likhna chahta tha.. Urs Love.. Par nahi Likh paaya...
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