NidhiSingh
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Disclaimer: Yeh Kahani samaaj mein faili nafrat hinsa ko dur karne aur ek dusre ke prati pyar ka prerna deta ha, is kahani se kisi bhi jaati/dharam ke ashta ko kalankit karne ka koi lakshay nahi ha
Suraj ki kirne dhire dhire kam ho rahi thi, parinde nagme gaate apne apne ghoslo mein wapas ja rahi thi, roj ki tarah aaj bhi suraj dubne ko tha, sab cheez prakriti ke niyam ke anusar chal raha tha bas ek cheez jo kai saalo se nahi badla aur waisa hi chalte araha hamare desh ke gaon aur chote sehro mein woh tha jaat paat dharm ke naam pe nafrat aur hinsa
Roj ki tarah aaj shaam bhi mere kasbe mein nafrat ki ladai hui aur roj ki tarah mera dil phir dukhi ho jata yeh sab sun dekh kar aur mein pinjre mein kaid prani ki tarah bebas khadi hoke dekhti rehti lekin pata nahi aaj mujhe aisa kya hua ki mein roj ki tarah murti bani dekhti nahi rahi aur ek shaktishali mahila ki tarah jake us nafrat hinsa ko roki, mujhe aisa laga aaj mere andar durga sama gai ho
Mein, Renuka Mishra, Bihar ke ek chote se sahar ki rehne wali ek aam mahila, jo puri jeevan apne dukho ko dil mein leke jeeti rahi, mein ek aam bharati mahila hu, jiska jeevan, purushu ke banai niyam se chalta ha, meri jaisi croro bharati mahila jo puri jeevan apne khushi ko daba kar purushu dwara banaya samajik niyam mein dab ke apne sapno khushio ko pi jati ha, meri jeevan bhi aisi hi chal rahi
Mein jis kasbe mein rehti hu waha 99.9% Hindu rehte aur kasbe se thodi dur kuch muslim ghare ha, mere kasbe mein ek bada mandir ha aur ek bahut purana chota sa masjid ha, mere kasbe mein muslim nahi rehte but yeh masjid kafi purani ha to bahar se kuch muslim ate yaha namaj padhne taki masjid band na ho jai
Mein isi mandir ke Pujari Brijesh Mishra ki patni hu, mere Pati is kasbe ke sabse shaktishali purush ha, jinka pura kasba samman karta ha, mere pati ka pehchan kasbe ke neta/sarkari babuo se bhi ha to Patidev apne shakti ka kai baar galat upyog karte, mera kasba uchi jatio ka ha jaha nichi jatio ke logo ko kai prakar ke cheeze karne ki manai ha, kasbe mein 80% Hindu savarn jati ke ha aur baki nichi jati, mein Brahman pariwar ki hu jaha hamara samman sabse zyada ha yaha
17 saal se mein shadi karke is kasbe mein reh rahi aur tab se mein roj yeh jatio aur dharmo ki nafrat aur hinsa dekhti arahi, mein ek sidhi sadhi mahila hu jo insab nafrat aur hinsa pe nahi padti but sun dekh kar kafi dukh hota ha ki akhir yeh sab kab tak chalega, kisi ko to is nafrat hinsa ke virodh ana hoga, mein suru se Maa Durga ki bhaktini rahi hu, mujhe unse bahut prerna aur shakti milti ha ki kaise woh ek mahila hoke rakshasi shaktio ke virodh ladi
Us shaam roj ki tarah mein puja kar rahi thi tab hi bahar se ladne ki awaze sunai di to mein bhagti hui balcony se dekhi to log us masjid ke molvi ko mar rahe the, aisa roj ka kaam tha but us din pata nahi mere andar konsi shakti sama gai thi ki meine himmat kiya niche jake usse rokne ki, ghar par mere Pati nahi the to mujhe aur himmat mili is nafrat hinsa ko rokne ki tab jaise mein mudi mere samne Maa Durga ki pratima dikhi aisa laga Maa ne mujhe kaha ja Renuka, jake bacha le us bhale purush ko
Mein Maa ke pratima ko pranam ki, unse ashirvaad li aur bhagte hua niche gai aur logo ko roka us molvi ko marte hua, pehle log meri baat nahi sune tab meine sherni ki tarah dahadte hua “ruk jao sablog, mein Pandit ji ki patni, Renuka Mishra, tum sab se keh rahi ruk jao” tab sabne meri taraf dekha aur us molvi ko chhod ke bhag gai, woh molvi niche pada hua tha uske sar se halki khoon arahi thi, meine kuch mahilao ke madad se us molvi ko uthaya aur usse masjid ke andar le gai(pehli baar mein masjid ke andar gai jeevan mein)aur usse pani pilaya aur apni sari ke pallu ki kapde faad ke uske sar pe band di
Mein yeh sab mein itna beh gai thi ki dhiyan hi nahi aya ki mein Masjid ke andar hu aur ek molvi ke sar pe apna sari ka tukda band di, piche mud ke dekha to log bahar mujhe hairani mein dekh rahe the, mein samaj gai, ab yeh baat, mere Pati tak jayegi, mein thodi dari hui thi but himmat ki jo hoga dekha jayega
Raat ko mere Pati gussa mein ai aur ate hi mujhe marne lage, meri choti beti rote hua mujhse lipat gai aur apne papa ko rote hua rokne lagi, pati bahut gussa mein the, unhe sayad kasbe walo ne meri virodh kaan bhar diye the aur shaam wali baate bata diye the
Pati: Saali kalmuhi, kupti, tujhe laaj saram nahi kya, jo us mulle molvi ke liye yeh sab kardi, meri gaurav ko aise kalankit kardi
Mein: pehle meri baat suniye aap, mujhe gali dene se pehle, kasbe walo ko boliye, bina karan kisi pe hinsa na kare, isse unko hi musibat ayegi, mein to bas kasbe walo ko bachane gai thi, ab agar us molvi ki maut ho jati to phasta mohalle wale hi to bas mein us hinsa ko rokne gai thi
Pati: to marne de us mulle madarchod ko, tera rishtedar lagta ha kya jo itna soch rahi uska, sun le ab se aisa kuch ki tu to dekhna mein kya karta, aaj pehli baar hua isliye chhod deta hu, agli baar se aisa kuch nahi karna, mera is samaj mein ek samman ha aur mein apne is samman gaurav ko kisi bhi tarah gira nahi sakta
Mein apna sar niche kiye apne ansu pochte hua unki baato ko sunti rahi, mujhe kafi dukh hua ki meri shadi kaise purush se hogai jiske hriday mein bas dusro keliye nafrat ha jatio dharmo ke adhar pe aur apne roj ke kaamo mein lag gai
Mein ek 34 saal ki mahila hu, jiski shadi kam ayu mein hogai thi aur aaj mujhe 2 bacche ha, ek beta ha jo 16 saal ka ha aur dusre sahar mein apni padhai kar raha aur ek beti ha 12 saal ki, meri jeevan hamesa se dukho mein raha, kuch aisi paristiti ai thi jisne mere sapno ko tod ke rakh diya aur mein saalo se apne dukho ko apne dil mein dabai jeeti arahi, samaj ke dabab se aur baccho ke pyar ke karan mein apne is dukhi jeevan ko hi sach maan ke jee rahi hu, na mere pass koi accha dost ha mere khushi dukho ko batne wala na mere dukho ko kam karne wala koi ha bas apne bachho ke karan jee rahi hu
Mera roj ka din puja paat, gharo ke kaam, bajar se jarurat ke saman ghar ka dekh bhal beti ka dekh bhaal aur mandir ke kaamo mein nikal jata ha, mein apni jeevan khul ke nahi je pa rahi, mein suru se ek dayalu mahila hu, meine jeevan mein itna dukh dekha ki ab dusro ki dukh mujhe andar se khai jati aur mere andar us dukhi keliye daya aur mamta ajati, jaise us molvi ke liye ek daya aur mamta ai thi kyuki usko bachane wala koi nahi is pure kasbe mein, woh akele hogaya tha is nafrat mein
Dusre din mein subah uthi, nahai dhoi aur ghar pe puja karne lagi, sar pe sari ka pallu, mathe par sindor, gale pe mangalsutr, bindi, rang birangi chudiya, ekdam ek nai naweli dulhan ki tarah saj dhaj ke Puja karke uthi aur Bhagwan se apne aur apne baccho keliye khushi mangi aur sansar se nafrat hinsa ko samapt hone ki aur karne ki pratigya li, mein puja karke balcony ki taraf gai suryadev ko jal chadane
Jal chadane ke baad niche dekha to mulla ji ke sar pe patti bandi thi aisa laga ki doctor ke pass hoke ai mulla ji, woh niche masjid ke gate pe baithe muh hath dho rahe the tab hi unki najar upar hua jab woh kulla karne keliye sar uthai aur meri taraf gai unki najar
(mein isare mein) hath dikhate hua namaste ki aur phir isaro mein unse unka sar ka dard kaisa ha pucha, mulla ji salam karte hua mujhe isare mein batai ki ab unka sar dard thik ha aur mujhe dhanyavaad kaha madad karne keliye, phir mein jaldi se andar chali gai taki koi dekh na le hame
Mein ghar ke andar gai aur mann mein mujhe khushi mila, ek aisa khushi jo itne saalo mein nahi hua, mujhe aisa laga jaise mein kisi manush ko uska jeevan daan di, ek alag hi khushi aya mujhe mulla ji ko dekh ke, mere karan woh khush ha, mere hriday ko shanti mili
Phir ek shaam mere pati mandir mein puja kara rahe the, mein apni beti ke sath usi puja mein thi aur kai log the, tab hi shaam ke samay Mulla ji ke namaj ka samay tha to unhone gate ke bahar khade hoke azan di jisse mere pati ko gussa aya aur who puja adha chhod ke mulla ji se ladne gai
Pati: Abe woh chutye, yeh kya bhok raha ha, dekh nahi raha, hamara puja chal raha ha, apni gandi awaz mein bhokna band kar aur apna jo karna ha shanti se kar, hame pareshani nahi honi chahiye samjha
Mullaji: Bhai Sahab, maafi chahta hu iske liye but bas 1 min hi lagta ha mujhe azan ka woh bhi mein halke awaz mein deta hu, thoda sa hame she lijiye, mil jul ke rehne mein kya burai ha
Pati: apna gyan apne gand mein ghusa le, Mulla Madarchod, bola na jo bhokna ha apne man mein bhak, bahar gate pe ake hamari shanti ko bhang na kar, chal ab ja, puja ka time ha mein apna muh ganda nahi karna chahta tere jaise neech se baat karke
Mullaji: bhai sahab, bas ek min ka hi to ha, phir aap apna karte rahe, mera to bas ek min ka ha aap to ghanto tak karte ha puja, mandir ka ghanti bajta ha jor shor mein, hame bhi namaz time pareshani ati ha but hamne to nahi roka apko to maherbani aap bhi thoda seh le, isse befaltu ka ladai nahi hoga
Mein: Sunijye ji, chhodiye usse, puja ka muhrat chala jayega, ham karte ha, faltu ka ladai na kare aur aise gandi galiya na de, Puja ke samay
Pati: tumse kaha na chup raha karo, dharam ke vishay mein mat bola karo, yeh ham purushu ka kaam ha hampe chhod do, jao tum ata hu. (Mulla ji ke taraf mud ke) aur ha sun be madarchod bhadwe, yeh desh hamara ha, tera nahi, yaha ham ghanto tak puja kare ya pura din joro shor se awaz kare, tu madarchod mulla hota kon ha hame rokne wala, tujhe dikkat ha to ja jake gand mara apne desh, ab se bhokna mat apni gandi awaj mein har samay, nikal madarchod, bhadwa, atankwadi, katwa saala, chal nikal katwa
Meri beti darr gai thi yeh sab dekh ke aur mujhe jor se pakad rakhi thi aur apne papa ke galio ko sunke woh aur lajjit hogai thi, tab pura shanti hua aur mulla ji darr se andar chale gai aur patidev apna puja karke samapt kiye
Mere pati aksar ghar se bahar hi rehte ha bas roj shaam ko ate ha mandir mein puja karane jab kasbe ke sab log ate baki time patidev sara din dusro ke gharo ya kuch jagran ya aur kai puja paat keliye jate rehte to pura din busy rehte, mein mandir ka dekh bhal karti, saaf safai sab aur is mandir mein nichi jatio walo ko andar ane ki manai ha woh sirf bahar se bhagwan ka aradhna kar sakte
Us ladai ke karan meri choti beti thoda dari sehmi thi, mein gai uske pass usse himmat dene
Mein: Aditi beta, kya hua kyu pareshan ho?
Aditi: Mumma, aaj Papa kitne gusse mein the aisi gandi gandi galiye de rahe the, puja karte samay bhi, aisa kyu karte ha papa?
Mein: beta, tumhe insab ka sochna nahi chahiye, abhi tumhari ayu padhai khelne kudne ki ha, insab baato pe soch ke dukh ki nahi
Aditi: baat sahi ha mumma apki, but still ek dukh hota ha jab papa aise karte ha kisi ke sath to, apke sath bhi to papa aisa karte ha gali galoch maar pit, mujhe accha nahi lagta
Mein (mann mein): meri bacchi meri tarah badi dil wali ha, kisi bhi manush ko aise cheeze dekh ke dukh hi ayega to meri bacchi bhi to ek dilwali ha woh bhi is age mein to aur usse jab samaj buch nahi to aur ayega
Aditi: mumma, papa itne gali diye us uncle ko, woh uncle kitne acche the papa ko palat ke kuch gali nahi diye shanti se sab sunte rahe, uncle acche ha bahut, papa bure ha gandi galia dete apko kai baar marte ha mujhe accha nahi lagta
Mein (mann mein): Ha beti, tu sahi keh rahi, woh uncle acche ha dil ke tab hi to palat ke kuch gali nafrat nahi dikhai warna jis tarah ka absabd papa bole usse unko dukh jarur hua hoga
Aditi: accha mumma, mein kab se soch rahi thi papa unko gali dete hua ek sabd bole katwa, yeh katwa kya hoga mumma?
Ab mein lajjit hogai, sochne lagi ki kaise ab Aditi ko batao, Katwa kya hota ha aur mulla ji ko papa ne katwa kyu bola, mein aditi ko shant kara ke usko dusre kaamo pe laga di, uska dhiyan bas us nafrat hinsa se dur karna tha, mein nahi chahti ki meri beti aisi nafrat sune sikhe aur kare
Aise hi roj din nikalte rahe aur kasbe wale aur patidev dono us mulla ji pe ai din kuch na kuch baat pe ladte rehte, mein rok nahi pati bas dekhti rehti, ha ek baat ki khushi ha ki woh log ab marte pitte nahi bas baato se ladte ha aur mulla ji hamesa ki tarah shanti se unke baato ko ignore karte hua apne kaamo mein lag jate, mujhe mulla ji ka yeh shant nature pasand ata tha, suru se nafrat hinsa dekhti ai hu aur aise shanti purwak manush keliye dil mein adar ana to normal ha
Ek shaam mein puja karke balcony gai to dekha kai mahilai apne apne chote baccho ko godh mein liye masjid ke gate ke pass khadi thi, mein sochi yeh mahilai yaha kya kar rahi tab dekha mulla ji bahar aye aur har bacche ke sar pe kuch padh ke fuke aur duai diye, mere liye aisa pehli baar tha aur is baat ne mere dil mein mulla ji keliye aur bhi adar dali
Yeh mahilai nichi jati ki thi jinko hamare mandiro ke andar ane manai ha to yeh sayad mulla ji ke pass gai hogi apne baccho keliye ashirvad lene aur mulla ji kitne prem se sab baccho ke sar pe hath ferte hua unhe duai de rahe the
Kitna ajeeb baat ha na jo admi dusro ke baccho ko aise duai de raha unhe hi ham bina karan nafrat kar rahe aur dusri taraf yeh admi itne maar khane gali sunne ke baad bhi bina kuch nafrat ke shanti se mil jul ke reh raha, yeh sab dekh ke mere dil mein mulla ji keliye adar badti hi ja rahi thi, yeh normal ha ki manush apne jaisa nature ke manush se akarshit hota ha aur mein bhi mulla ji ke is hriday se akarshit hui
Mein ek chot khai dukhi mahila thi, jiske sapno ko uske apno ne hi toda aur jeevan mein dukh hi dukh mila aur sayad isliye mere dil mein mulla ji ke liye ek adar thi, mein unko aur samajna chahti thi, unse baate karna chahti thi but samaj nahi araha tha kaise unse baate karo, samaj ke darr se himmat nahi horahi thi, phir ek plan aya mujhe
Mein dopahar ke time balcony mein khadi rahi mulla ji ke ane ka jab dekha meine mulla ji roj ki tarah gate pe muh hath dhone ai tab unki najar padi aur meine isara mein unhe rokne kaha aur tab mein andar gai aur ek paper mein apna number likh ke mulla ji ke taraf feki, isse pehle ki koi dekhta mulla ji us paper ko utha liye uspe number dekh ke muskurah aur mein bhi halki si smile di aur andar chali gai
Kuch der baad hi mere mobile pe unknown number se call aya, mein uthai to waha se Salam aya aur mein bhi namaste karke puchi kon ha?
Mulla ji: Mein hu Molvi apke samne wale masjid ka, apne number diya abhi
Mein: Accha, ha, boliye Mulla ji
Mullaji: apne number kyu diya mujhe?
Mein: woh bas kuch baate karna tha apse, mujhe dukh hota ki log apke sath aisa karte to bas apko aisa na lage ki ham sab uchit jati wale aise ha, bahut se ham sahi bhi ha jo apki hi tarah insan ha aur bina karan kisi se nafrat nahi karte
Mulla ji: ji, yeh baat to mein janta hu, kisi bhi mazhab mein har insan kharab nahi hota, aapka bada dil to mein usi din dekh liya tha jab aap mere jaise ek parai ke sath itna izzat se pesh ai thi, aap sab mein acchi ho, surat se bhi Mashallah ho aur seerat se bhi
Mein: ji shukriya mulla ji, aap bhi dil ke acche ha tab hi to apse baat karne ka socha warna mein kisi parai se kyu aise mili
Tab hi kuch awaz ati ha sayad aditi beti ati ha aur mein mulla ji ka call cut karke unka number save kar leti
Suraj ki kirne dhire dhire kam ho rahi thi, parinde nagme gaate apne apne ghoslo mein wapas ja rahi thi, roj ki tarah aaj bhi suraj dubne ko tha, sab cheez prakriti ke niyam ke anusar chal raha tha bas ek cheez jo kai saalo se nahi badla aur waisa hi chalte araha hamare desh ke gaon aur chote sehro mein woh tha jaat paat dharm ke naam pe nafrat aur hinsa
Roj ki tarah aaj shaam bhi mere kasbe mein nafrat ki ladai hui aur roj ki tarah mera dil phir dukhi ho jata yeh sab sun dekh kar aur mein pinjre mein kaid prani ki tarah bebas khadi hoke dekhti rehti lekin pata nahi aaj mujhe aisa kya hua ki mein roj ki tarah murti bani dekhti nahi rahi aur ek shaktishali mahila ki tarah jake us nafrat hinsa ko roki, mujhe aisa laga aaj mere andar durga sama gai ho
Mein, Renuka Mishra, Bihar ke ek chote se sahar ki rehne wali ek aam mahila, jo puri jeevan apne dukho ko dil mein leke jeeti rahi, mein ek aam bharati mahila hu, jiska jeevan, purushu ke banai niyam se chalta ha, meri jaisi croro bharati mahila jo puri jeevan apne khushi ko daba kar purushu dwara banaya samajik niyam mein dab ke apne sapno khushio ko pi jati ha, meri jeevan bhi aisi hi chal rahi
Mein jis kasbe mein rehti hu waha 99.9% Hindu rehte aur kasbe se thodi dur kuch muslim ghare ha, mere kasbe mein ek bada mandir ha aur ek bahut purana chota sa masjid ha, mere kasbe mein muslim nahi rehte but yeh masjid kafi purani ha to bahar se kuch muslim ate yaha namaj padhne taki masjid band na ho jai
Mein isi mandir ke Pujari Brijesh Mishra ki patni hu, mere Pati is kasbe ke sabse shaktishali purush ha, jinka pura kasba samman karta ha, mere pati ka pehchan kasbe ke neta/sarkari babuo se bhi ha to Patidev apne shakti ka kai baar galat upyog karte, mera kasba uchi jatio ka ha jaha nichi jatio ke logo ko kai prakar ke cheeze karne ki manai ha, kasbe mein 80% Hindu savarn jati ke ha aur baki nichi jati, mein Brahman pariwar ki hu jaha hamara samman sabse zyada ha yaha
17 saal se mein shadi karke is kasbe mein reh rahi aur tab se mein roj yeh jatio aur dharmo ki nafrat aur hinsa dekhti arahi, mein ek sidhi sadhi mahila hu jo insab nafrat aur hinsa pe nahi padti but sun dekh kar kafi dukh hota ha ki akhir yeh sab kab tak chalega, kisi ko to is nafrat hinsa ke virodh ana hoga, mein suru se Maa Durga ki bhaktini rahi hu, mujhe unse bahut prerna aur shakti milti ha ki kaise woh ek mahila hoke rakshasi shaktio ke virodh ladi
Us shaam roj ki tarah mein puja kar rahi thi tab hi bahar se ladne ki awaze sunai di to mein bhagti hui balcony se dekhi to log us masjid ke molvi ko mar rahe the, aisa roj ka kaam tha but us din pata nahi mere andar konsi shakti sama gai thi ki meine himmat kiya niche jake usse rokne ki, ghar par mere Pati nahi the to mujhe aur himmat mili is nafrat hinsa ko rokne ki tab jaise mein mudi mere samne Maa Durga ki pratima dikhi aisa laga Maa ne mujhe kaha ja Renuka, jake bacha le us bhale purush ko
Mein Maa ke pratima ko pranam ki, unse ashirvaad li aur bhagte hua niche gai aur logo ko roka us molvi ko marte hua, pehle log meri baat nahi sune tab meine sherni ki tarah dahadte hua “ruk jao sablog, mein Pandit ji ki patni, Renuka Mishra, tum sab se keh rahi ruk jao” tab sabne meri taraf dekha aur us molvi ko chhod ke bhag gai, woh molvi niche pada hua tha uske sar se halki khoon arahi thi, meine kuch mahilao ke madad se us molvi ko uthaya aur usse masjid ke andar le gai(pehli baar mein masjid ke andar gai jeevan mein)aur usse pani pilaya aur apni sari ke pallu ki kapde faad ke uske sar pe band di
Mein yeh sab mein itna beh gai thi ki dhiyan hi nahi aya ki mein Masjid ke andar hu aur ek molvi ke sar pe apna sari ka tukda band di, piche mud ke dekha to log bahar mujhe hairani mein dekh rahe the, mein samaj gai, ab yeh baat, mere Pati tak jayegi, mein thodi dari hui thi but himmat ki jo hoga dekha jayega
Raat ko mere Pati gussa mein ai aur ate hi mujhe marne lage, meri choti beti rote hua mujhse lipat gai aur apne papa ko rote hua rokne lagi, pati bahut gussa mein the, unhe sayad kasbe walo ne meri virodh kaan bhar diye the aur shaam wali baate bata diye the
Pati: Saali kalmuhi, kupti, tujhe laaj saram nahi kya, jo us mulle molvi ke liye yeh sab kardi, meri gaurav ko aise kalankit kardi
Mein: pehle meri baat suniye aap, mujhe gali dene se pehle, kasbe walo ko boliye, bina karan kisi pe hinsa na kare, isse unko hi musibat ayegi, mein to bas kasbe walo ko bachane gai thi, ab agar us molvi ki maut ho jati to phasta mohalle wale hi to bas mein us hinsa ko rokne gai thi
Pati: to marne de us mulle madarchod ko, tera rishtedar lagta ha kya jo itna soch rahi uska, sun le ab se aisa kuch ki tu to dekhna mein kya karta, aaj pehli baar hua isliye chhod deta hu, agli baar se aisa kuch nahi karna, mera is samaj mein ek samman ha aur mein apne is samman gaurav ko kisi bhi tarah gira nahi sakta
Mein apna sar niche kiye apne ansu pochte hua unki baato ko sunti rahi, mujhe kafi dukh hua ki meri shadi kaise purush se hogai jiske hriday mein bas dusro keliye nafrat ha jatio dharmo ke adhar pe aur apne roj ke kaamo mein lag gai
Mein ek 34 saal ki mahila hu, jiski shadi kam ayu mein hogai thi aur aaj mujhe 2 bacche ha, ek beta ha jo 16 saal ka ha aur dusre sahar mein apni padhai kar raha aur ek beti ha 12 saal ki, meri jeevan hamesa se dukho mein raha, kuch aisi paristiti ai thi jisne mere sapno ko tod ke rakh diya aur mein saalo se apne dukho ko apne dil mein dabai jeeti arahi, samaj ke dabab se aur baccho ke pyar ke karan mein apne is dukhi jeevan ko hi sach maan ke jee rahi hu, na mere pass koi accha dost ha mere khushi dukho ko batne wala na mere dukho ko kam karne wala koi ha bas apne bachho ke karan jee rahi hu
Mera roj ka din puja paat, gharo ke kaam, bajar se jarurat ke saman ghar ka dekh bhal beti ka dekh bhaal aur mandir ke kaamo mein nikal jata ha, mein apni jeevan khul ke nahi je pa rahi, mein suru se ek dayalu mahila hu, meine jeevan mein itna dukh dekha ki ab dusro ki dukh mujhe andar se khai jati aur mere andar us dukhi keliye daya aur mamta ajati, jaise us molvi ke liye ek daya aur mamta ai thi kyuki usko bachane wala koi nahi is pure kasbe mein, woh akele hogaya tha is nafrat mein
Dusre din mein subah uthi, nahai dhoi aur ghar pe puja karne lagi, sar pe sari ka pallu, mathe par sindor, gale pe mangalsutr, bindi, rang birangi chudiya, ekdam ek nai naweli dulhan ki tarah saj dhaj ke Puja karke uthi aur Bhagwan se apne aur apne baccho keliye khushi mangi aur sansar se nafrat hinsa ko samapt hone ki aur karne ki pratigya li, mein puja karke balcony ki taraf gai suryadev ko jal chadane
Jal chadane ke baad niche dekha to mulla ji ke sar pe patti bandi thi aisa laga ki doctor ke pass hoke ai mulla ji, woh niche masjid ke gate pe baithe muh hath dho rahe the tab hi unki najar upar hua jab woh kulla karne keliye sar uthai aur meri taraf gai unki najar
(mein isare mein) hath dikhate hua namaste ki aur phir isaro mein unse unka sar ka dard kaisa ha pucha, mulla ji salam karte hua mujhe isare mein batai ki ab unka sar dard thik ha aur mujhe dhanyavaad kaha madad karne keliye, phir mein jaldi se andar chali gai taki koi dekh na le hame
Mein ghar ke andar gai aur mann mein mujhe khushi mila, ek aisa khushi jo itne saalo mein nahi hua, mujhe aisa laga jaise mein kisi manush ko uska jeevan daan di, ek alag hi khushi aya mujhe mulla ji ko dekh ke, mere karan woh khush ha, mere hriday ko shanti mili
Phir ek shaam mere pati mandir mein puja kara rahe the, mein apni beti ke sath usi puja mein thi aur kai log the, tab hi shaam ke samay Mulla ji ke namaj ka samay tha to unhone gate ke bahar khade hoke azan di jisse mere pati ko gussa aya aur who puja adha chhod ke mulla ji se ladne gai
Pati: Abe woh chutye, yeh kya bhok raha ha, dekh nahi raha, hamara puja chal raha ha, apni gandi awaz mein bhokna band kar aur apna jo karna ha shanti se kar, hame pareshani nahi honi chahiye samjha
Mullaji: Bhai Sahab, maafi chahta hu iske liye but bas 1 min hi lagta ha mujhe azan ka woh bhi mein halke awaz mein deta hu, thoda sa hame she lijiye, mil jul ke rehne mein kya burai ha
Pati: apna gyan apne gand mein ghusa le, Mulla Madarchod, bola na jo bhokna ha apne man mein bhak, bahar gate pe ake hamari shanti ko bhang na kar, chal ab ja, puja ka time ha mein apna muh ganda nahi karna chahta tere jaise neech se baat karke
Mullaji: bhai sahab, bas ek min ka hi to ha, phir aap apna karte rahe, mera to bas ek min ka ha aap to ghanto tak karte ha puja, mandir ka ghanti bajta ha jor shor mein, hame bhi namaz time pareshani ati ha but hamne to nahi roka apko to maherbani aap bhi thoda seh le, isse befaltu ka ladai nahi hoga
Mein: Sunijye ji, chhodiye usse, puja ka muhrat chala jayega, ham karte ha, faltu ka ladai na kare aur aise gandi galiya na de, Puja ke samay
Pati: tumse kaha na chup raha karo, dharam ke vishay mein mat bola karo, yeh ham purushu ka kaam ha hampe chhod do, jao tum ata hu. (Mulla ji ke taraf mud ke) aur ha sun be madarchod bhadwe, yeh desh hamara ha, tera nahi, yaha ham ghanto tak puja kare ya pura din joro shor se awaz kare, tu madarchod mulla hota kon ha hame rokne wala, tujhe dikkat ha to ja jake gand mara apne desh, ab se bhokna mat apni gandi awaj mein har samay, nikal madarchod, bhadwa, atankwadi, katwa saala, chal nikal katwa
Meri beti darr gai thi yeh sab dekh ke aur mujhe jor se pakad rakhi thi aur apne papa ke galio ko sunke woh aur lajjit hogai thi, tab pura shanti hua aur mulla ji darr se andar chale gai aur patidev apna puja karke samapt kiye
Mere pati aksar ghar se bahar hi rehte ha bas roj shaam ko ate ha mandir mein puja karane jab kasbe ke sab log ate baki time patidev sara din dusro ke gharo ya kuch jagran ya aur kai puja paat keliye jate rehte to pura din busy rehte, mein mandir ka dekh bhal karti, saaf safai sab aur is mandir mein nichi jatio walo ko andar ane ki manai ha woh sirf bahar se bhagwan ka aradhna kar sakte
Us ladai ke karan meri choti beti thoda dari sehmi thi, mein gai uske pass usse himmat dene
Mein: Aditi beta, kya hua kyu pareshan ho?
Aditi: Mumma, aaj Papa kitne gusse mein the aisi gandi gandi galiye de rahe the, puja karte samay bhi, aisa kyu karte ha papa?
Mein: beta, tumhe insab ka sochna nahi chahiye, abhi tumhari ayu padhai khelne kudne ki ha, insab baato pe soch ke dukh ki nahi
Aditi: baat sahi ha mumma apki, but still ek dukh hota ha jab papa aise karte ha kisi ke sath to, apke sath bhi to papa aisa karte ha gali galoch maar pit, mujhe accha nahi lagta
Mein (mann mein): meri bacchi meri tarah badi dil wali ha, kisi bhi manush ko aise cheeze dekh ke dukh hi ayega to meri bacchi bhi to ek dilwali ha woh bhi is age mein to aur usse jab samaj buch nahi to aur ayega
Aditi: mumma, papa itne gali diye us uncle ko, woh uncle kitne acche the papa ko palat ke kuch gali nahi diye shanti se sab sunte rahe, uncle acche ha bahut, papa bure ha gandi galia dete apko kai baar marte ha mujhe accha nahi lagta
Mein (mann mein): Ha beti, tu sahi keh rahi, woh uncle acche ha dil ke tab hi to palat ke kuch gali nafrat nahi dikhai warna jis tarah ka absabd papa bole usse unko dukh jarur hua hoga
Aditi: accha mumma, mein kab se soch rahi thi papa unko gali dete hua ek sabd bole katwa, yeh katwa kya hoga mumma?
Ab mein lajjit hogai, sochne lagi ki kaise ab Aditi ko batao, Katwa kya hota ha aur mulla ji ko papa ne katwa kyu bola, mein aditi ko shant kara ke usko dusre kaamo pe laga di, uska dhiyan bas us nafrat hinsa se dur karna tha, mein nahi chahti ki meri beti aisi nafrat sune sikhe aur kare
Aise hi roj din nikalte rahe aur kasbe wale aur patidev dono us mulla ji pe ai din kuch na kuch baat pe ladte rehte, mein rok nahi pati bas dekhti rehti, ha ek baat ki khushi ha ki woh log ab marte pitte nahi bas baato se ladte ha aur mulla ji hamesa ki tarah shanti se unke baato ko ignore karte hua apne kaamo mein lag jate, mujhe mulla ji ka yeh shant nature pasand ata tha, suru se nafrat hinsa dekhti ai hu aur aise shanti purwak manush keliye dil mein adar ana to normal ha
Ek shaam mein puja karke balcony gai to dekha kai mahilai apne apne chote baccho ko godh mein liye masjid ke gate ke pass khadi thi, mein sochi yeh mahilai yaha kya kar rahi tab dekha mulla ji bahar aye aur har bacche ke sar pe kuch padh ke fuke aur duai diye, mere liye aisa pehli baar tha aur is baat ne mere dil mein mulla ji keliye aur bhi adar dali
Yeh mahilai nichi jati ki thi jinko hamare mandiro ke andar ane manai ha to yeh sayad mulla ji ke pass gai hogi apne baccho keliye ashirvad lene aur mulla ji kitne prem se sab baccho ke sar pe hath ferte hua unhe duai de rahe the
Kitna ajeeb baat ha na jo admi dusro ke baccho ko aise duai de raha unhe hi ham bina karan nafrat kar rahe aur dusri taraf yeh admi itne maar khane gali sunne ke baad bhi bina kuch nafrat ke shanti se mil jul ke reh raha, yeh sab dekh ke mere dil mein mulla ji keliye adar badti hi ja rahi thi, yeh normal ha ki manush apne jaisa nature ke manush se akarshit hota ha aur mein bhi mulla ji ke is hriday se akarshit hui
Mein ek chot khai dukhi mahila thi, jiske sapno ko uske apno ne hi toda aur jeevan mein dukh hi dukh mila aur sayad isliye mere dil mein mulla ji ke liye ek adar thi, mein unko aur samajna chahti thi, unse baate karna chahti thi but samaj nahi araha tha kaise unse baate karo, samaj ke darr se himmat nahi horahi thi, phir ek plan aya mujhe
Mein dopahar ke time balcony mein khadi rahi mulla ji ke ane ka jab dekha meine mulla ji roj ki tarah gate pe muh hath dhone ai tab unki najar padi aur meine isara mein unhe rokne kaha aur tab mein andar gai aur ek paper mein apna number likh ke mulla ji ke taraf feki, isse pehle ki koi dekhta mulla ji us paper ko utha liye uspe number dekh ke muskurah aur mein bhi halki si smile di aur andar chali gai
Kuch der baad hi mere mobile pe unknown number se call aya, mein uthai to waha se Salam aya aur mein bhi namaste karke puchi kon ha?
Mulla ji: Mein hu Molvi apke samne wale masjid ka, apne number diya abhi
Mein: Accha, ha, boliye Mulla ji
Mullaji: apne number kyu diya mujhe?
Mein: woh bas kuch baate karna tha apse, mujhe dukh hota ki log apke sath aisa karte to bas apko aisa na lage ki ham sab uchit jati wale aise ha, bahut se ham sahi bhi ha jo apki hi tarah insan ha aur bina karan kisi se nafrat nahi karte
Mulla ji: ji, yeh baat to mein janta hu, kisi bhi mazhab mein har insan kharab nahi hota, aapka bada dil to mein usi din dekh liya tha jab aap mere jaise ek parai ke sath itna izzat se pesh ai thi, aap sab mein acchi ho, surat se bhi Mashallah ho aur seerat se bhi
Mein: ji shukriya mulla ji, aap bhi dil ke acche ha tab hi to apse baat karne ka socha warna mein kisi parai se kyu aise mili
Tab hi kuch awaz ati ha sayad aditi beti ati ha aur mein mulla ji ka call cut karke unka number save kar leti