- dinaank- 22 mee, 2017
mujhase ek prashn poochha gaya: atmabodh, svajagaran, antarachetana, prabodhan (enlaitenament) adi shabdoan se kya tatpary hai ?
mera uttar: apaka vyaktitv doosaroan ka anusaran aur naqal karake bana hai. jane-anajane hi n jane kitane vyaktiyoan ke vyaktitv ki visheshataean, adatean, hav-bhav adi apake bhitar a jati haian. apako jab bhi jahaan bhi koee bat prabhavit karati hai to vah apake vyaktitv ka hissa ban jati hai. kisi ke; paidal chalane ka dhang, bolane ka dhang, gane ka dhang adi se ap is qadar prabhavit rahate haian ki use apana lete haian.
isi tarah apake sochane ki prakriya aur sochane ka dhang svayan ka n hokar kisi n kisi ke dvara nirdeshit hota hai. apako bachapan se hi yah sikhaya jata hai ki ap kya sochean jabaki sikhaya yah jana chahie ki ap kaise sochean. anek shikshaoan, anushasanoan, upadeshoan, nasihatoan adi ke chalate ap ek nishchit ghere mean sochane ka kary karate haian. apaka dimag, soochanaoan aur jnan ka godam ban jata hai jisamean kisi ne vichar ka aankur phootana namumakin ho jata hai.
halat yahaan tak ho jati hai ki kis bat par karuna karani hai aur kis par krodh, yah bhi dimag mean koot-koot kar bhar diya jata hai. koee dharm aur koee jati de di jati hai jisako apako manana hota hai. apako bataya jata hai ki kya sahi hai aur kya galat. is sab se banata hai apaka vyaktitv. yah vyaktitv apaka apana nahian hai. apake dimag mean ne vichar nahian haian. eeshvar, allah ya jisas ka anusaran, apane apane man se nahian chuna hai. ap ek jivit rob aaut bhar haian.
ap jagrat tab hote haian jab ap apane drishtikon se sab kuchh dekhate haian. apane jivan ke nirnayak aur nirmata ap svayan hote haian. apake vichar svayan apake vichar hote haian. ap svatantrata ke mukt akash ke niche apani dharati par mukt vicharan karate haian. doosare ke kahe ya likhe ko bina vichare manate nahian haian. jab apako pata hota hai ki ap kitane svatantr haian aur kitane paratantr. ap eeshvar ko svayan hi samajhane ka prayas karate haian, n ki doosaroan se poochhate phirate haian. ap apane se chhotoan aur santan par apane vichar ladate nahian hai balki unhean bhi svayan nirnay lene mean saksham banate haian.
isi ko kahate haian enalaitenameannt aur isake lie dhyan dharana bahut labhadayak hai.
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- dinaank- 19 mee, 2017
priy mitro! jaisa ki apane chaha... maianne ek kahani aur likhi hai. zara dekhie kaisi hai!
'ek rat achanak'
navambar ka mahina tha. pradip ek sunasan raste par akela paidal chala ja raha tha. dimag mean lagatar ek ke bad ek chiantaean ghum d rahian thian. halaki thand hone par bhi pata nahian use kyoan pasina aa raha tha ? tez chalane ki vajah se ya tanav ke karan.
‘maian itani tez kyoan chal raha hooan , kya chakkar hai ?… kahian jaldi to pahuanchana hai nahian mujhe… dhire chalata hooan.’
usane chal dhimi kar di.
‘kahe ka krishi pradhan desh hai bharat… dahez pradhan hai… dahez pradhan… shadi tay ho gee aur paisa pas mean ek bhi nahian…’
vo dhimi avaz mean b dab daya.
‘ritika ko achchhi se achchhi padhaee karavaee aur ab shadi mean kam se kam das lakh rupe kharch hoange. are bhaiya! char lakh to us mangal ke bachche ne laga die, apani beti ki shadi mean aur vo to bas tॅmpo chalata hai tॅmpo.’
‘kahaan se laooan itana paisa ?… kaise baneange zevar ?… kaise hogi davat ?… meri sasural valoan ke pas bhi kuchh nahian hai. ab kya hoga… he eeshvar kuchh karo.’
tabhi s dak ke kinare pe d ke niche, hanuman ji ka chhota sa mandir dikha. usane ruk kar sir jhukakar hath jo d die. sar uthaya to aisa laga ki kuchh doori par koee halachal hai. tho da chalane par dekha ki do l dake ek l daki ko ghasitate hue. s dak se ek taraf ki galinuma raste ki taraf le ja rahe haian.
pradip ek pe d ke pichhe chhup gaya aur s dak par se jhaankakar unako dekhane laga. ek l dake ke hath mean deshi tamancha jaisa kuchh tha. pe d ko pichhe chho d vo tho da aur age gaya to aandaza hua ki l daki ka muanh, safi-gamachha jaise kap de se bandha tha. l daki ghisatate samay pair patak-patak kar bahut virodh kar rahi thi aur isilie l dakoan ki latoan ki thokar se pit bhi rahi thi.
pradip ka man bechain ho raha tha. muanh sookhane laga, dil zoroan se dh dak raha tha.
‘kya karooan-kya karooan-kya karooan ?… agar maian inase l da aur mar gaya…? to phir meri beti ka kya hoga. kaun karavaega shadi?… das lakh rupe?… ho sakata hai ye l daki hi galat ho?… bha d mean jane do… ghar pahuanchooan… nahian-nahian mujhe zaroor l dana chahie… bachana chahie l daki ho.’
bamushkil bis-pachchis qadam ki doori par hi sab kuchh ghatane vala tha. tarah-tarah ki halki avazean a rahi thian jinamean galiyaan zyada thian.
‘shayad l daki se balatkar aur phir use mar hi deange. saboot tho de hi chho deange.’
tabhi pradip ki nazar pas hi p de saikil ke toote kariyar par p di. usane kariyar utha liya.
‘l dake zyada tag de to haian nahian… lekin maian bhi to pachas ka ho gaya… pata nahian jhag de ka kya natija nikale…’
phir vahi soch… ‘ritika ki shadi… bivi ka kya hoga… balatkar… khoon… ritika…shadi… balatkar…dhak-dhak, dhak-dhak, dhak-dhak, dhak-dhak…
pradip ki pak d saikil ke toote kariyar par kasati ja rahi thi. vo age badha to dekha ki ek l daka to l daki ko zamin par gira kar qaboo karane ki koshish kar raha hai aur doosara tamancha lekar kh da rakhavali jaisi kar raha hai.
pradip us gali mean mu dakar age ki or gaya aur jaise hi tamanche vala pradip ki or ghooma usane tamanche vale hath par saikil ka kariyar de mara. tamancha gir gaya. kariyar ka doosara var usi l dake ke muanh par hua, usake muanh se khoon nikal aya aur vo gali mean andar bhag gaya. ab tak l daki doosare l dake ki pak d se chhoot chuki thi aur usane pichhe se us l dake ke lambe baloan ko pak d liya ab pradip ke lie us l dake ki pitaee karana bahut asan ho gaya.
l daki ne bal chho de to tamancha utha liya. l dake mean ek ghooansa aisa laga ki vah behosh hi ho gaya. l daki latoan se us l dake ko mare ja rahi thi. pradip buri tarah haanf raha tha lekin vijeta ki tarah.
us l daki ki jॅket tho di si phat gee thi aur othoan ke kinare se khoon bah raha tha. l daki kisi achchhe ghar ki lag rahi thi. pradip ne us l daki ko usake ghar pahuanchaya to pata chala ki vo to shahar ke b de rees ghanashyam chaddha ki ikalauti beti hai. chaddha sahab bahut sajjan vyakti the. shahar mean unaki nekanami ke qisse mashahoor the. jab chaddha sahab ko pata chala ki pradip, beti ki shadi ke lie paisoan ke intazam ke lie pareshan hai to unhoanne pradip ke bahut mana karane ke bavajood usaki beti ki shadi ki poori zammedari apane oopar leli.
shadi ke din ritika ke pas ek sundar l daki aee aur usase boli.
“hay ritika! ay em saloni… mujhase dosti karogi, maian tumhare papa ki fॅn hooan. hi ez vairi brev mॅn.”
pas kh de pradip ne kaha “lekin saloni se zyada brev nahian… hahaha”
sab sath-sath hans p de.
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- dinaank- 18 mee, 2017
priy mitro! jaisa ki ap chahate haian, maianne ek kahani aur likhi hai. zara dekhie kaisi hai!
‘dana-pani’
vo hamare kiraedar the. unaka apana koee nahian tha. bas hamean hi apana manate the. pandrah sal se hamare sath the. ghar ke bazurg jaise ho ge the. ham unhean kaka kahate the. subah sham ka doodh sabzi lane ka kam khud hi karate rahate. hamare mana karane par bhi nahian manate the. shuroo-shuroo mean to apana khana khud hi banate the lekin bad mean maan ne unaka khana bhi banana shuroo kar diya tha. bad mean papa ne unase kiraya lena band kar diya to khud hi kirae ke barabar paise ghar ke kisi n kisi saman par kharch kar dete the.
paanch sal pahale apani peanshan bhi ghar mean dene ki zid ki to papa razi nahian hue. kaka bhi nahian mane aur apani peanshan vale akauant mean mujhe n aaumini bana diya. maian das sal ka tha jab kaka hamare yahaan kiraedar ki haisiyat se rahane aae the. hamesha kahate ki teri shadi dekhakar hi marooanga aur teri shadi mean zindagi mean pahali bar daroo pikar nachooanga bhi. jis din meri naukari lagi us din kaka khoob khush hue aur khoob roe. maian doosare shahar jo ja raha tha.
kaka ki tabiyat kharab hai yah sunakar maian chhutti lekar ghar aya tha. agale hi din vo chal base. unaka aantim sanskar bhi maianne hi kiya. rat der tak unake bare mean bat hoti rahian. subah jaldi uthakar chhat par gaya to dekha ki kabootar, fakhta aur any chi diyoan ka jhund chhat ki muander par baitha tha. maian samajh gaya aur pas ke tin shed mean se dana nikal kar chhat par bakher diya to sabhi panchhi dane par toot p de aur maze se dana khane lage. haan itana zaroor tha ki jis tarah se kaka ke sath panchhi ghul-mil ge the vaise mere pas nahian a rahe the. ek doori banakar dana kha rahe the.
maian sochane laga ki maian to kal chala jaooanga. maan apane ghutanoan ki vajah se chhat par nahian a sakatian, papa kabhi bhi ath baje se pahale nahian uthate to phir kal se dana kaun khilaega? tabhi mera fon bajane laga. fon se pata chala ki meri chhutti do din aur badha di gee hai. maianne socha ki chalo do din aur… lekin phir do din bad dana kaun dalega?
agale din subah mujhe uthane mean der ho gee. jaldi-jaldi maian chhat par pahuancha to dekha ki panchhi nahian the. maian soch mean p d gaya ki akhir majara kya hai! chhat par dhyan se dekha to kahian-kahian dane p de the. dane vala dibba dekha to aisa laga ki dana kam hua hai. b de ashchary ki bat thi. agale din maian jaldi jagakar chhat par chhup kar baith gaya. dhire-dhire panchhi ikattha hone lage. tabhi hamare p dosiyoan ke yahaan kam karane vali baee ki chhoti beti muander se koodi aur bhagakar dane ke dibbe se dane nikal kar panchhiyoan ko dalane lagi. panchhi usase itane zyada ghule-mile lage ki maian ashchary se dekhata hi rah gaya.
isaka matalab ye tha ki ye l daki rozana kaka ke sath dana dalane ati thi aur ab kaka nahian rahe to apana farz nibah rahi hai. mere aankhean pani se dhuandhala geean. sath hi mujhe kaka ki peanshan ke rupayoan ka sadupayog bhi samajh mean a gaya.
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- dinaank- 11 mee, 2017
mitro! meri ek aur kahani padhean-
‘iandira gaandhi ka hॅlik aauptar’
“ham kab tak pahuancheange ? abhi kitani der aur…?”
“bas ek ghante mean pahuanch jaeange.” pati ne kar chalate hue javab diya.
“kya umr hogi papa ki?” pati ne phir poochha
“etti for… tin din bad hi to unaka bardade hai aur aj hi vo hamean chho d ge.” itana kahakar, kar ki khi daki ki taraf sham ke lal sooraj ko dekhane lagati hai.
“haanaaa voee maian soch raha tha.” pati ne kaha
sooraj sath-sath chal raha tha. bachapan ke dinoan mean jab gaanv se tren mean papa ke sath jati thi to sooraj sath-sath chalata tha.
“papa ! sooraj sath-sath kyoan chalata hai?”
“are baba vo to sath roshani karata chalata hai n!”
papa aksar maanoan vale javab dete papaoan vale nahian. b de sidhe-sade bachchoan jaise javab, koee kathin bat nahian kahate the jo mere bal-man ko samajh mean n ae.”
“to phir… to phir… to phir sooraj rat ko kyoan nahian sath chalata?” maianne bhi miliyan d aaular koshchan thok diya.
“sara din bhagega to thakega bhi n… so jata hai bechara… chalo ab tum bhi so jao. tren mean sab sone ki taiyari kar rahe haian.”
“lo… gaanv vala tarn a gaya… kya soch rahi ho…?” pati ne kaha.
“kuchh nahian bas aise hi… a…asal mean aansoo ruk nahian rahe…”
tin din guzar ge. papa ki rahasyamayi ‘femas’ nili dayari unaki alamari mean mere foto ke niche rakhi mili. bachapan mean is dayari ke panne kitane safed, chamakile lagate the… aj kitani uj di huee apane pile pannoan ko chhupati si lag rahi hai.
ye dayari mujhe kabhi padhane ko nahian mili. maianne jaldi-jaldi pannoan ko kholana shuroo kiya. ek ke bad ek panna, mere bachapan ke ek-ek din ki tasvir banata gaya. dhuandhali yadoan ke phike rang gaharane lage jaise kisi blॅk en vait moovi ko kalar kiya ja raha ho. zindagi mean pahali bar aaansoo kam p d ge. rone ke sath muskurana aur hansana ruk hi nahi raha tha. gaanv mean charoan or shaanti thi. gaanvoan mean, vaise bhi sab jaldi so jate haian. kahian door kisi ke yahaan shayad akhand ramayan ka path ho raha tha. maian jag rahi thi aur dayari ke pannoan ko bar-bar padh rahi thi.
dayari mean likha tha-
ek chhota tala munamun ke lie, tin pahie ki saikil chhuttan ke lie, bhagavanaji ka mandir (sita dadi ke ghar mean jaisa hai vaisa hi). rangin ch aauk, blॅkabord, havaee jahaz, iandira gaandhi vala hॅlik aauptar, shakuntala jiji ke lie dhoop ka chashma… aur bhi n jane kya-kya soochi bani huee thi. achanak aankh se ek aansoo tapaka to iandira gaandhi ke hॅlik aauptar par gira. shahar mean us samay ki pradhanamantri, iandira gaandhi aeean thian. hॅlik aauptar dekhakar, maian machal gee thi ki papa ham hॅlik aauptar kab leange?
papa jab bhi gaanv se shahar jate the to ham sab bachche apani-apani dimaand unhean batate the. ek din bad jab ve lautate to rat ho chuki hoti thi. ham bachche so jate the. agale din dhyan hi nahian rahata tha ki papa se poochhana hai ki kya-kya lae.
papa un sab chizoan ki soochi nili dayari mean banate the. papa ki amadani itani kam thi ki ve kabhi bhi shahar se hamare lie manhagi chiz nahian la pae. aisa nahian hai ki kuchh late hi nahian the. am to gaanv mean hi mil jate the lekin kele aur santare nahian milate the isalie t aaufiyaan aur kele ya santare zaroor late the. hamari padhaee aur svasthy ke lie papa apani sari kamaee kharch karate the jisaka natija ye hua ki ham sab padh-likh kar achchhi naukari kar rahe haian.
nili dayari aj padhi to ahasas hua ki papa ne kitana sahej kar hamari sari maangoan ko likha tha. kya farq p data hai agar ve kabhi poori nahian ho paeean. aj samajh mean aya ki papa ke jivan ki dayari ka matalab, sirf hamari maangean aur unako poora n kar pane ki mayoosi thi.
tabhi chhote ne avaz di aur kamare mean a gaya.
“dekh didi papa ki ataichi se ye chhota sa hॅlik aauptar mila hai. isape likha hai ‘iandira gaandhi ka hॅlik aauptar’.
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- dinaank- 8 mee, 2017
dooaaar-dooaaar kisi gॅleksi ke kisi grah ke kisi desh ke mantralay mean vartalap:
“sar! ashvasan to khatm ho ge… nahian de sakate”
“kya?… aisa kaise ho sakata hai? bahar to siniyar sitizans ka ek deligeshan baitha hai, ab kya karean.”
mantri ne apane sachiv par chianta zahir ki.
“sar inaki maange man lijie…”
“vo to p aausibil hi nahian hai, maange bahut zyada haian. ashvasan hi dena hoga. vaise ek bat batao ki ashvasan khatm kaise hue ?”
“sar! ap jab satta mean ae to apako sarakari st aauk mean do hazar ath sau baees ashvasan mile the, jinako apane yooz kar liya. ashvasanoan ki tinoan kॅtegiri yane; poorn ashvasan, thos ashvasan aur ashvasan,… ye sab ap rozana de rahe haian….” sachiv ne bataya.
“achchha… thik hai-thik hai… to phir ham vayada bhi to kar sakate haian…?”
“s aauri sar vayadoan ka st aauk to apozishan ke pas rahata hai. aapako ye st aauk chunav ke dauran milega. sarakar vayada nahian karati, sarakar to ashvasan deti hai.”
“apozishan ke pas bhi to ashvasan hoange…? kharid lo… muanh maangi qimat par…?”
“sar apozishan jab satta se hati to niyamanusar usane sare ashvasan satta paksh yane apako hॅndovar kar die. jis tarah apane chunav ke dauran bache hue vayade vipaksh ko de die the.”
“kahian n kahian to ashvasan bikate hoange? chahe d aaular dene p dean lekin kharid lo” mantri ne mantriyana aanndaz mean kaha.
“sar d aaular to kya bit k aauin ke badale bhi ashvasan nahian mil sakate.”
“koee n koee tariqa to hoga ashvasan arenj karane ka?”
“sar imarajensi laga dijie… tab koee kuchh poochhane ya maangane nahian aega. ashvasan ka jhanjhat khatm.”
“haanaaa ye thik rahega… laga do imarajensi”
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