Ek mahin ho gaya mummy ko gaye huye….. mummy roz shaam ko phone karti he mera haal chaal puchti he….aur me bhi sunday mummy ke paas jaa kar waqt bitata hoon…..
Ek din humare ghar me chote chacha aa gaye apni puri family ke saath …..mujhe laga ki kuch din ke liye mehmaan ban kar aaye honge….lekin jab ek chote tampo se samaan humare ghar me sift hone laga tab mera dimag confuse ho gaya……
sunday tha us din to papa aur me ghar me hi tha…..papa bole….” Beta tumhare chacha Chachi aur bachche yehi rahenge ab se…..kya he ki ghar suna suna lag raha tha bohot…..to maine tumhare chacha ko yeha bula liya aur isi seher me tere chacha ki nayi nuakri lagi he …..
chacha ke teen bachche the aate hi udham machane laga…do bachche to kafi chote the jo sofe ka satyanash karne laga tha……maine man me socha ki sala mera kamra na harap le ye log…… badi jo thi wo meri behen thi wo to aate hi mere gale pad gaye ki use computer sikhna he…..
meri duniya to veeran hi thi kabhi kabhi sochta ki thora sehel pehel ho to maza aaye lekin ye to kuch zyada hi ho gaya……
Shaam ko me bike le kar mummy se milne gaya mana ke Ghar….. mummy ne tin din se phone bhi nehi kiya tha aur maine bhi itna dhyaan nehi diya isliye ki woha mummy ko man lag raha hoga waqt nehi mila hoga…..
lekin mummy ke ghar pohochte hi pata chala mummy mama ke ghar bhi chhod ke chali gayi he……..meri to hairaniyat se fati gayi……
maine karan pucha to ek prani bhi thik se jawab nehi diya…..maine pucha ki mummy kaha gayi he adress do mujhe to kisi ko nehi pata….
me gussa huaa aur mama ke ghar walo se thori tej mesh aa ke suna bhi diya……aur me gusse me nikla aur sochne laga ki ab me kaha dhundu mummy ko……
jab me mama ke ghar se nikla to saame kuch dukaan the ek chay ki topri me gaya Jo chigrete bhi bechta tha maine usse ek chigrete kharida….
chaay wala mujhe ghur raha tha to maine pucha usse…..” Kya bhai kya dekh rahe ho….”
wo bola….” Aap namita behen ke bete ho na….”
me socked tha……aur usse sawal bhi nehi kar paya…
usne phir bola….” Aap namita behen ko dhund rahe ho…..”
tab maine bola…” Haa lekin tujhe ….”
tab chay wale ne bola….” Are maine hi to namita behen ko kiray ka kamra dhund ke diya he…..me bhi usi campus me rehta hoon…..”
tab mujhe itni khushi ki man kiya ki chay wale ki muh hi chum loon…..” Achcha …… Bhai kaha he ….. address do mujhe jaldi…”
Chay wale ne adress batate huye bola…..” Yehi 4 km ki area me he….ye lo adress…….bechari bohot dukhi he…..ek din me us ghar me chay nasta dene gaya tha to maine dekha ki do aurte namita behen ke saath lad rahi thi…..sayed isi wajah se wo ghar chhod ke chali gayi he….”
mere dimag me aaya do aurte matlab sala meri ye dono mami hogi…… kher ye sab to me baad me dekh lunga….maine bike daurai aur address par pohoch gaya……
ek bada sa gate jiske andar bohot sare kiraye ke kamre the do aamne saamne ki katar me…..me confuse ho gaya ki mummy kis kamre he,…..me dekhne laga ek kamre ki baramde me ek saree sukhne ke liye tangi thi aur me samjh gaya…..me turant hi us makan me gaya darwaza khula tha….. mummy niche farz pe khana bana rahi thi…..
maine jhanka kamre ke andar…ek hi kamra tha jisme mummy ka saman ek khatiya aur niche farsh pe hi mummy ne apna chota sa kitchen area bana liya tha….ye dekh ke mera dil sayed pehli baar ro pada tha bina aankhon se aasu nikale….
maine awaaz di…” Mummy”
mummy bathi hi piche mud ke dekha aur mujhe dekh ke khushi se uth ke mere paas aayi….” Tu yeha….tujhe kaise pata chala ….aa andar aa….”
mummy ne mujhe andar khinch liya aur darwaza bhi band kar diya aur gas ki flow kam kar mere paas hi bistar pe baith gayi aur mujhe dekhne lagi…….
mummy ke chehre par muskurahat thi lekin unki aankhon ko gehrai me me dekha ki wo kitni kast me he…….
mummy boli…..” Tu mama ke ghar gaya tha….”
maine bola….” Haa…. woha se bhi nikal diya na ….”
mummy muh latka ke boli….” Are chhod na ye sab ….. Kaisa he tu …wo me tujhe phone bhi nehi kar paai….tu thik he naa…”
maine mummy ki gardan pe dekha ek kala sa laal nishan …..aur maine pyaar se mummy ki thundi utha kar achche se dekhte huye pucha….” Dono mami tum pe atyachar karte the naa maarte bhi the…..aur tumhare bhai chup chap tamasha dekhte the…….kaha gayi tum un logo ko ye bhi nehi pata…..wo to achcha huaa ki us chay wale ne mujhe adress bataya …. Lekin usne mujhe kaise pehchana aur mummy tum chay wale ko kaise jaanti ho…”
mummy muskura ke boli…..” Wo laja bhai …… Wo me shaam ko kabhi kabhi uske topri pe chay pine jaati thi …achcha admi he yehi rehta he apne family ke saath kiray par……aisi hi baat chit hoti thi aur tumhare baare me bataya tha aur tumhe woha aate huye dekhta tha sayed andaze se pehchaan liya hoga…..”
maine bola….” Matlab mummy tum apni zindagi barbaad karne ka than hi liya he…..”
mummy muskura ke boli…..” Kaisi baat kar raha he tu…nehi ab to me khud ke pedo pe khadi hui hoon….ek indipendent woman hoon me…..yehi paas me ek achchi store me salesgirl ka kaam pakad liya he….kaal se kaam pe jana shuru kar dungi…”
maine bola…..” Matlab tum logo ko bahana de ke hi rahoge…….baap lakhon me kamata he beta bhi kamane laga he phir bhi maa dukan me 6-7 hazar ki naurki kar guzara karti he…..achcha he hume namarad banane ka achcha bahana dhunda he….”
Mummy muskurai aur pyaar se meri thundi pakad ke boli…..” Bohot badi badi baatein karte ho…aur ye kya aaj aap ki jagah tum bol rahe ho….mujhse bhi bade ban rahe ho..”
me bola….” Kabhi kabhi bado ki akkal ghas khane nikalti he to bada banna padta he chote ko…..”
bank me meri ek colleague thi shruti ki naam se….aise hi casual dost ban gaye the hum dono hi freshers the aur ek hi level pe kaam karte the…uske papa property dealing ka kaam karte the…..aur maine jo socha wohi meri soch ko pura kar sakti he ….
maine shruti ko phone lagaya…..usse baat ki aur maine usse ek chota sa flate kiraye par manga….wo bhi Meherbaan ho ke thori hasi majak karte huye boli….” Ho jayega bachchu thori der me adress bhejti hoon….”
maine mummy ko bola …” Apni samaan peck kar lo….”
mummy boli…” Nehi beta bohot mehenga hoga….aur tum bhi abhi abhi kamane lage ho….kharcha bohot hoga….me thim hoon yehi reh lungi….meri shinta mat karo….”
me bola…..” Uski shinta mat karo……kiraya 5000 ka hoga…..zyada nehi dost he isliye bohot kam me de rahi he……tum ghutan bhari zindagi jiyoge to me ghuton mehsoos karta rahunga….”
mummy boli…”beta ghar diware sone ki hi kyu naa jab man me ghuton ho to sone ki ghar me bhi ghuton hi hogi…
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mummy meri aankho me jhank rahi thi….maine mummy ki hath pakad ke bola…..” Bhool jaao sab….aur socho ki zindagi ki ek nayi safar me nikle ho…..jisme tum azad ho jo dil ki kare wo tum kar sakte ho…..”
mummy Haas ke boli….” Waah kya baat he……aaj itna bolne laga tu….aur ye teri dost kon…. kya naam se pukar rahe the shruti….kuch daal me kala to nehi….”
Maine muskura ke bola…..” Nehi mummy aisa kuch nehi he….wo engage he….kisi builder ki bete ke saath shaadi ho rahi he uski wo bass self made ke liye bank me job kar rahi he…..”
mummy boli…” Koi baat nehi mil jayegi koi pari……sabbr karo….”
maine bola….” Ab baatein band karo aur samaan peck karo….”
mummy boli….” Beta ye khana….khana kha ke chalte he naa….”
phir mummy aur me khana kha ke unki samaan pack kar ke me ek tempo kiray par le kar shurti bheji hui address par bhej deta hoon….aur me khud mummy ko bike par bitha leta hoon….
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