दो बैलों की कथा -प्रेमचंद  हिन्दी देवनागरी में पढ़ें।

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janavaron men gadha sabase zyada buddhiman samajha jata hai. ham jab kisi adami ko pahale darje ka bevakooph kahana chahate hain, to use gadha kahate hain. gadha sachamuch bevakooph hai ya usake sidhepan, usaki nirapad sahishnuta ne use yah padavi de di hai, isaka nishchay nahin kiya ja sakata. gayen sing marati hain, byahi huee gay to anayas hi sinhani ka roop dharan kar leti hai. kutta bhi bahut garib janavar hai, lekin kabhi-kabhi use bhi krodh a hi jata hai, kintu gadhe ko kabhi krodh karate nahin suna, n dekha. jitana chaho garib ko maro, chahe jaisi kharab, sadi huee ghas samane dal do, usake chehare par kabhi asntosh ki chhaya bhi nahin dikhaee degi. vaishakh men chahe ekadh bar kulel kar leta hai, par hamane to use kabhi khush hote nahin dekha. usake chehare par sthaee vishad sthayi roop se chhaya rahata hai. sukh-duahkh, hani-labh kisi bhi dasha men use badalate nahin dekha. rishiyon-muniyon ke jitane gun hain, ve sabhi usamen parakashtha ko pahunch ge hain, par adami use bevakooph kahata hai. sadgunon ka itana anadar! 

kadachit sidhapan snsar ke lie upayukt nahin hai. dekhie n, bharatavasiyon ki aphrika men kya durdasha ho rahi hai ? kyon amarika men unhen ghusane nahin diya jata? bechare sharab nahin pite, char paise kusamay ke lie bachakar rakhate hain, ji todakar kam karate hain, kisi se ladaee-jhagada nahin karate, char baten sunakar gam kha jate hain phir bhi badanam hain. kaha jata hai, ve jivan ke adarsh ko nicha karate hain. agar ve eent ka javab patthar se dena sikh jate to shayad sabhy kahalane lagate. japan ki misal samane hai. ek hi vijay ne use snsar ki sabhy jatiyon men gany bana diya. lekin gadhe ka ek chhota bhaee aur bhi hai, jo usase kam hi gadha hai. aur vah hai ‘bail’. jis arth men ham 'gadha' ka prayog karate hain, kuchh usi se milate-julate arth men ‘bachhiya ke taoo’ ka bhi prayog karate hain. kuchh log bail ko shayad bevakoophi men sarvashreshth kahenge, magar hamara vichar aisa nahin hai. bail kabhi-kabhi marata bhi hai, kabhi-kabhi adiyal bail bhi dekhane men ata hai. aur bhi kee ritiyon se apana asntosh prakat kar deta hai, atevn usaka sthan gadhe se nicha hai.

jhoori k pas do bail the- hira aur moti. dekhane men sundar, kam men chaukas, dil men oonche. bahut dinon sath rahate-rahate donon men bhaeechara ho gaya tha. donon amane-samane ya as-pas baithe hue ek-doosare se mook bhasha men vichar-vinimay kiya karate the. ek-doosare ke man ki bat ko kaise samajha jata hai, ham kah nahin sakate. avashy hi unamen koee aisi gupt shakti thi, jisase jivon men shreshthata ka dava karane vala manushy vnchit hai. donon ek-doosare ko chatakar soonghakar apana prem prakat karate, kabhi-kabhi donon sing bhi mila liya karate the, vigrah ke nate se nahin, keval vinod ke bhav se, atmiyata ke bhav se, jaise donon men ghanishthata hote hi dhaul-dhappa hone lagata hai. isake bina dosti kuchh phusaphasi, kuchh halki-si rahati hai, phir zyada vishvas nahin kiya ja sakata. jis vakt ye donon bail hal ya gadi men jot die jate aur garadan hila-hilakar chalate, us samay har ek ki cheshta hoti ki zyada-se-zyada bojh meri hi gardan par rahe. 

din-bhar ke bad dopahar ya sndhya ko donon khulate to ek-doosare ko chat-choot kar apani thakan mita liya karate, nand men khali-bhoosa pad jane ke bad donon sath uthate, sath nand men munh dalate aur sath hi baithate the. ek munh hata leta to doosara bhi hata leta tha. 

snyog ki bat, jhoori ne ek bar goeen ko sasural bhej diya. bailon ko kya maloom, ve kahan bheje ja rahe hain. samajhe, malik ne hamen bech diya. apana yon becha jana unhen achchha laga ya bura, kaun jane, par jhoori ke sale gaya ko ghar tak goeen le jane men danton pasina a gaya. pichhe se hankata to donon daen-bane bhagate, pagahiya pakadakar age se khinchata to donon pichhe ki or zor lagate. marata to donon singe nichi karake hunkarate. agar eeshvar ne unhen vani di hoti to jhoori se poochhate-tum ham garibon ko kyon nikal rahe ho ?

hamane to tumhari seva karane men koee kasar nahin utha rakhi. agar itani mehanat se kam n chalata tha, aur kam le lete. hamen to tumhari chakari men mar jana kabool tha. hamane kabhi dane-chare ki shikayat nahin ki. tumane jo kuchh khilaya, vah sir jhukakar kha liya, phir tumane hamen is jalim ke hath kyon bench diya ?

sndhya samay donon bail apane ne sthan par pahunche. din-bhar ke bhookhe the, lekin jab nand men lagae ge to ek ne bhi usamen munh nahin dala. dil bhari ho raha tha. jise unhonne apana ghar samajh rakha tha, vah aj unase chhoot gaya. yah naya ghar, naya ganv, ne adami unhen begane-se lagate the. 

donon ne apani mook bhasha men salah ki, ek-doosare ko kanakhiyon se dekha aur let gaye. jab ganv men sota pad gaya to donon ne zor marakar pagaha tuda dale aur ghar ki taraph chale. pagahe bahut mazaboot the. anuman n ho sakata tha ki koee bail unhen tod sakega, par in donon men is samay dooni shakti a gee thi. ek-ek jhatake men rassiyan toot geen.

jhoori pratah kal so kar utha to dekha ki donon bail charani par khade hain. donon ki garadanon men adha-adha garanv latak raha tha. ghutane tak panv kichad se bhare hain aur donon ki ankhon men vidrohamay sneh jhalak raha hai. 

jhoori bailon ko dekhakar sneh se gadgad ho gaya. daudakar unhen gale laga liya. premalingan aur chumban ka vah drishy bada hi manohar tha. 

ghar aur ganv ke ladake jama ho ge. aur taliyan baja-bajakar unaka svagat karane lage. ganv ke itihas men yah ghatana abhootapoorv n hone par bhi mahattvapoorn thi, bal-sabha ne nishchay kiya, donon pashu-viron ka abhinandan patr dena chahie. koee apane ghar se rotiyan laya, koee gud, koee chokar, koee bhoosi.

ek balak ne kaha- ‘‘aise bail kisi ke pas n honge.’’

doosare ne samarthan kiya- ‘‘itani door se donon akele chale ae.’

tisara bola- ‘bail nahin hain ve, us janm ke adami hain.’

isaka prativad karane ka kisi ko sahas nahin hua. jhoori ki stri ne bailon ko dvar par dekha to jal uthi. boli -‘kaise namak-haram bail hain ki ek din vahan kam n kiya, bhag khade hue.’ jhoori apane bailon par yah akshep n sun saka-‘namak haram kyon hain ? chara-dana n diya hoga to kya karate ?’

stri ne rob ke sath kaha-‘bas, tumhin to bailon ko khilana janate ho, aur to sabhi pani pila-pilakar rakhate hain.’

jhoori ne chidhaya-‘chara milata to kyon bhagate ?’

stri chidh gayi-‘bhage isalie ki ve log tum jaise buddhuon ki tarah bail ko sahalate nahin, khilate hain to ragadakar jotate bhi hain. ye donon thahare kamachor, bhag nikale. ab dekhoon kahan se khali aur chokar milata hai. sookhe bhoose ke siva kuchh n doongi, khaen chahen maren.’

vahi hua. majoor ki badi takid ki gee ki bailon ko khali sookha bhoosa diya jae.

bailon ne nand men munh dala to phika-phika, n koee chikanahat, n koee ras ! 

kya khaen ? asha-bhari ankhon se dvar ki or takane lage. jhoori ne majoor se kaha-‘thodi–si khali kyon nahin dal deta be ?’

‘malakin mujhe mar hi dalengi.’

‘churakar dal a.’

‘na dada, pichhe se tum bhi unhin ki-si kahoge.’

doosare din jhoori ka sala phir aya aur bailon ko le chala. abaki usane donon ko gadi men jota.

do-char bar moti ne gadi ko khaee men girana chaha, par hira ne snbhal liya. vah zyada sahanashil tha.

sndhya-samay ghar pahunchakar usane donon ko moti rassiyon se bandha aur kal ki shararat ka maja chakhaya phir vahi sookha bhoosa dal diya. apane donon balon ko khali chooni sab kuchh di.

donon bailon ka aisa apaman kabhi n hua tha. jhoori ne inhen phool ki chhadi se bhi chhoota tha. usaki titakar par donon udane lagate the. yahan mar padi. ahat samman ki vyatha to thi hi, us par mila sookha bhoosa ! nand ki taraph ankhen tak n uthaeen.

doosare din gaya ne bailon ko hal men jota, par in donon ne jaise panv n uthane ki kasam kha li thi. vah marate-marate thak gaya, par donon ne panv n uthaya. ek bar jab us nirdayi ne hira ki nak par khoob dnde jamaye to moti ko gussa kaboo se bahar ho gaya. hal lekar bhaga. hal, rassi, jua, jot, sab toot-tatakar barabar ho gaya. gale men badi-badi rassiyan n hotin to donon pakadaee men n ate.

hira ne mook-bhasha men kaha-bhagana vyarth hai.’

moti ne uttar diya-‘tumhari to isane jan hi le li thi.’

‘abaki badi mar padegi.’

‘padane do, bail ka janm liya hai to mar se kahan tak bachenge ?’

‘gaya do adamiyon ke sath dauda a raha hai, donon ke hathon men lathiyan hain.’ 

moti bola-‘kaho to dikha doon maja main bhi, lathi lekar a raha hai.’

hira ne samajhaya-‘nahin bhaee ! khade ho jao.’

‘mujhe marega to main ek-do ko gira doonga.’

‘nahin hamari jati ka yah dharm nahin hai.’

moti dil men ainthakar rah gaya. gaya a pahuncha aur donon ko pakad kar le chala. kushal huee ki usane is vakt marapit n ki, nahin to moti palat padata. usake tevar dekh gaya aur usake sahayak samajh ge ki is vakt tal jana hi bhalamanasahat hai.

aj donon ke samane phir vahi sookha bhoosa laya gaya, donon chupachap khade rahe.

ghar men log bhojan karane lage. us vakt chhoti-si ladaki do rotiyan lie nikali aur donon ke munh men dekar chali gee. us ek roti se inaki bhookh to kya shant hoti, par donon ke hriday ko mano bhojan mil gaya. yahan bhi kisi sajjan ka vas hai. ladaki bhairo ki thi. usaki man mar chuki thi. sauteli man use marati rahati thi, isalie in bailon se ek prakar ki atmiyata ho gee thi.

donon din-bhar jate, dnde khate, adate, sham ko than par bandh die jate aur rat ko vahi balika unhen do rotiyan khila jati. prem ke is prasad ki yah barakat thi ki do-do gal sookha bhoosa khakar bhi donon durbal n hote the, magar donon ki ankhon men rom-rom men vidroh bhara hua tha.

ek din moti ne mook-bhasha men kaha-‘ab to nahin saha jata hira !

‘kya karana chahate ho ?’

‘ekadh ko singon par uthakar phenk doonga.’

‘lekin janate ho, vah pyari ladaki, jo hamen rotiyan khilati hai, usi ki ladaki hai, jo is ghar ka malik hai, yah bechari anath ho jaegi.’

‘to malakin ko phenk doon, vahi to is ladaki ko marati hai.

‘lekin aurat jat par sing chalana mana hai, yah bhool jate ho.’

‘tum to kisi tarah nikalane hi nahin dete, batao, tudakar bhag chalen.’

‘han, yah main svikar karata, lekin itani moti rassi tootegi kaise.’

isaka ek upay hai, pahale rassi ko thoda chaba lo. phir ek jhatake men jati hai.’

rat ko jab balika rotiyan khila kar chali gee to donon rassiyan chabane lage, par moti rassi munh men n ati thi. bechare bar-bar zor lagakar rah jate the.

sahasa ghar ka dvar khula aur vah ladaki nikali. donon sir jhukakar usaka hath chatane lage. donon ki poonchhen khadi ho geen. usane unake mathe sahalae aur boli-‘khol deti hoon, chupake se bhag jao, nahin to ye log mar dalenge. aj ghar men salah ho rahi hai ki inaki nakon men nath dal di jaen.’

usane garanv khol diya, par donon chup khade rahe.

moti ne apani bhasha men poonchha-‘ab chalate kyon nahin ?’

hira ne kaha-‘chalen to, lekin kal is anath par aphat aegi, sab isi par sndeh karenge.

sahasa balika chillaee-‘donon phoopha vale bail bhage je rahe hain, o dada! dada! donon bail bhage ja rahe hain, o dada! dada! donon bail bhage ja rahe hain, jaldi daudo.

gaya hadabadakar bhitar se nikala aur bailon ko pakadane chala. ve donon bhage. gaya ne pichha kiya, aur bhi tej hue, gaya ne shor machaya. phir ganv ke kuchh adamiyon ko bhi sath lene ke lie lauta. donon mitron ko bhagane ka mauqa mil gaya. sidhe daudate chale ge. yahan tak ki marg ka gyan raha. jis parichit marg se ae the, usaka yahan pata n tha. ne-ne ganv milane lage. tab donon ek khet ke kinare khade hokar sochane lage, ab kya karana chahie.

hira ne kaha-‘mujhe maloom hota hai, rah bhool ge.’

‘tum bhi betahasha bhage, vahin use mar girana tha.’

‘use mar girate to duniya kya kahati ? vah apane dharm chhod de, lekin ham apana dharm kyon chhoden ?’

donon bhookh se vyakul ho rahe the. khet men matar khadi thi. charane lage. rah-rahakar ahat lete rahe the. koee ata to nahin hai.

jab pet bhar gaya, donon ne azadi ka anubhav kiya to mast hokar uchhalane-koodane lage. pahale donon ne dakar li. phir sing milae aur ek-doosare ko thekane lage. moti ne hira ko kee qadam pichhe hata diya, yahan tak ki vah khaee men gir gaya. tab use bhi krodh a gaya. snbhalakar utha aur moti se bhid gaya. moti ne dekha ki khel men jhagada hua chahata hai to kinare hat gaya.

are ! yah kya ? koee sand daunkata chala a raha hai. han, sand hi hai. vah samane a pahuncha. donon mitr bagalen jhank rahe the. sand poora hathi tha. usase bhidana jan se hath dhona hai, lekin n bhidane par bhi jan bachati najar nahin ati. inhin ki taraph a bhi raha hai. kitani bhaynkar soorat hai !

moti ne mook-bhasha men kaha-‘bure phnse, jan bachegi ? koee upay socho.’

hira ne chintit svar men kaha-‘apane ghamnd men phoola hua hai, arajoo-vinati n sunega.’

‘bhag kyon n chalen?’

‘bhagana kayarata hai.’

‘to phir yahin maro. bnda to nau do gyarah hota hai.’

‘aur jo daudae?’

‘ to phir koee upae socho jald!’

‘upay yah hai ki us par donon jane ek sath chot karen. main age se ragedata hoon, tum pichhe se ragedo, dohari mar padegi to bhag khada hoga. meri or jhapate, tum bagal se usake pet men sing ghused dena. jan jokhim hai, par doosara upay nahin hai.

donon mitr jan hatheli par lekar lapake. sand ko bhi sngathit shatruon se ladane ka tajuraba n tha. 

vah to ek shatru se mallayuddh karane ka adi tha. jyon-hi hira par jhapata, moti ne pichhe se daudaya. sand usaki taraph muda to hira ne rageda. sand chahata tha, ki ek-ek karake donon ko gira le, par ye donon bhi ustad the. use vah avasar n dete the. ek bar sand jhallakar hira ka ant kar dene ke lie chala ki moti ne bagal se akar usake pet men sing bhonk diya. sand krodh men akar pichhe phira to hira ne doosare pahaloo men singe chubha diya. 

akhir bechara jakhmi hokar bhaga aur donon mitron ne door tak usaka pichha kiya. yahan tak ki sand bedam hokar gir pada. tab donon ne use chhod diya. donon mitr jit ke nashe men jhoomate chale jate the.

moti ne sanketik bhasha men kaha-‘mera ji chahata tha ki bacha ko mar hi daloon.’

hira ne tiraskar kiya-‘gire hue bairi par sing n chalana chahie.’

‘yah sab dhong hai, bairi ko aisa marana chahie ki phir n uthe.’ ‘ab ghar kaise pahunchoge vah socho.’

‘pahale kuchh kha len, to sochen.’

samane matar ka khet tha hi, moti usamen ghus gaya. hira mana karata raha, par usane ek n suni. abhi do hi char gras khaye the ki adami lathiyan lie daud pade aur donon mitr ko gher liya, hira to med par tha nikal gaya. moti sinche hue khet men tha. usake khur kichad men dhnsane lage. n bhag saka. pakad liya. hira ne dekha, sngi snkat men hai to laut pada. phnsenge to donon phnsenge. rakhavalon ne use bhi pakad liya.

pratahkal donon mitr kanji haus men bnd kar die ge.

donon mitron ko jivan men pahali bar aisa sabika pada tha ki sara din bit gaya aur khane ko ek tinaka bhi n mila. samajh men n ata tha, yah kaisa svami hai. isase to gaya phir bhi achchha tha. yahan kee bhainse thin, kee bakariyan, kee ghode, kee gadhe, par kisi ke samane chara n tha, sab zamin par murdon ki tarah pade the.

kee to itane kamazor ho gaye the ki khade bhi n ho sakate the. sara din mitr phatak ki or takataki lagae rahate, par koee chara n lekar ata dikhaee diya. tab donon ne divar ki namakin mitti chatani shuroo ki, par isase kya tripti hoti.

rat ko bhi jab kuchh bhojan n mila to hira ke dil men vidroh ki jvala dahak uthi. moti se bola-‘ab nahin raha jata moti !

moti ne sir latakae hue javab diya-‘mujhe to maloom hota hai ki pran nikal rahe hain.’

‘ao divar tod dalen.’

‘mujhase to ab kuchh nahin hoga.’

‘bas isi boot par akadate the !’

‘sari akad nikal gee.’

bade ki divar kachchi thi. hira mazaboot to tha hi, apane nukile sing divar men gada die aur zor mara to mitti ka ek chippad nikal aya. phir to usaka sahas badha usane daud-daudakar divar par choten kin aur har chot men thodi-thodi mitti girane laga.

usi samay kanji haus ka chaukidar lalaten lekar janavaron ki hajiri lene a nikala. hira ka uddnddapann dekhakar use kee dnde rasid kie aur moti-si rassi se bandh diya.

moti ne pade-pade kaha-‘akhir mar khaee, kya mila?’

‘apane boote-bhar zor to mar diya.’

‘aisa zor marana kis kam ka ki aur bndhan men pad ge.’

‘jor to marata hi jaoonga, chahe kitane hi bndhan padate jaen.’

‘jan se hath dhona padega.’

‘kuchh paravah nahin. yon bhi to marana hi hai. socho, divar khud jati to kitani jane bach jatin. itane bhaee yahan bnd hain. kisi ki deh men jan nahin hai. do-char din yahi hal raha to mar jaenge.’ ‘han, yah bat to hai. achchha, to la phir main bhi zor lagata hoon.’

moti ne bhi divar men sing mara, thodi-si mitti giri aur phir himmat badhi, phir to vah divar men sing lagakar is tarah zor karane laga, mano kisi pratidvndi se lad raha hai. akhir koee do ghnte ki jor-ajamaee ke bad divar oopar se lagabhag ek hath gir gee, usane dooni shakti se doosara dhakka mara to adhi divar gir padi.

divar ka girana tha ki adhamare-se pade hue sabhi janavar chet uthe, tinon ghodiyan sarapat bhag nikalin. phir bakariyan nikalin, isake bad bhains bhi khasak gee, par gadhe abhi tak jyon ke tyon khade the. 

hira ne poochha-‘tum donon kyon nahin bhag jate?’

ek gadhe ne kaha-‘jo kahin phir pakad lie jaen.’

‘to kya haraj hai, abhi to bhagane ka avasar hai.’

‘hamen to dar lagata hai. ham yahin pade rahenge.’

adhi rat se oopar ja chuki thi. donon gadhe abhi tak khade soch rahe the ki bhagen, ya n bhagen, aur moti apane mitr ki rassi todane men laga hua tha. jab vah har gaya to hira ne kaha-‘tum jao, mujhe yahin pada rahane do, shayad kahin bhent ho jae.’

moti ne ankhon men ansoo lakar kaha-‘tum mujhe itana svarthi samajhate ho, hira ham aur tum itane dinon ek sath rahe hain. aj tum vipatti men pad ge ho to main tumhen chhodakar alag ho jaoon ?’ hira ne kaha-‘bahut mar padegi, log samajh jaenge, yah tumhari shararat hai.’

moti ne garv se bola-‘jis aparadh ke lie tumhare gale men bndhana pada, usake lie agar mujhe mar pade, to kya chinta. itana to ho hi gaya ki nau-das praniyon ki jan bach gee, ve sab to ashirvad denge.’ yah kahate hue moti ne donon gadhon ko singon se mar-mar kar bade se bahar nikala aur tab apane bndhu ke pas akar so raha. 

bhor hote hi munshi aur chaukidar tatha any karmachariyon men kaisi khalabali machi, isake likhane ki zaroorat nahin. bas, itana hi kafi hai ki moti ki khoob marammat huee aur use bhi moti rassi se bandh diya gaya.

ek saptah tak donon mitr vahan bndhe pade rahe. kisi ne chare ka ek trin bhi n dala. han, ek bar pani dikha diya jata tha. yahi unaka adhar tha. donon itane durbal ho ge the ki utha tak nahin jata tha, thathariyan nikal aeen thin. ek din bade ke samane duggi bajane lagi aur dopahar hote-hote vahan pachas-sath adami jama ho ge. tab donon mitr nikale ge aur log akar unaki soorat dekhate aur man phika karake chale jate. 

aise mritak bailon ka kaun kharidadar hota ? sahasa ek dadhiyal adami, jisaki ankhen lal thin aur mudra atyant kathor, aya aur donon mitr ke koolhon men ungali godakar munshiji se baten karane laga. chehara dekhakar antarhgyan se donon mitron ka dil kanp uthe. vah kyon hai aur kyon tatol raha hai, is vishay men unhen koee sndeh n hua. donon ne ek-doosare ko bhit netron se dekha aur sir jhuka liya.

hira ne kaha-‘gaya ke ghar se nahak bhage, ab to jan n bachegi.’ moti ne ashraddha ke bhav se uttar diya-‘kahate hain, bhagavan sabake oopar daya karate hain, unhen hamare oopar daya kyon nahin ati ?’

‘bhagavan ke lie hamara jina marana donon barabar hai. chalo, achchha hi hai, kuchh din usake pas to rahenge. ek bar us bhagavan ne us ladaki ke roop men hamen bachaya tha. kya ab n bachaenge ?’ ‘yah adami chhuri chalaega, dekh lena.’

‘to kya chinta hai ? mans, khal, sing, haddi sab kisi ke kam a jaega.’

nilam ho jane ke bad donon mitr us dadhiyal ke sath chale. donon ki boti-boti kanp rahi thi. bechare panv tak n utha sakate the, par bhay ke mare girate-p़date bhage jate the, kyonki vah jara bhi chal dhimi ho jane par dnda jama deta tha.

rah men gay-bailon ka ek revad hare-bhare har men charata najar aya. sabhi janavar prasann the, chikane, chapal. koee uchhalata tha, koee annd se baitha pagur karata tha kitana sukhi jivan tha inaka, par kitane svarthi hain sab. kisi ko chinta nahin ki unake do baee badhik ke hath pade kaise duahkhi hain.

sahasa donon ko aisa maloom hua ki parichit rah hai. han, isi raste se gaya unhen le gaya tha. vahi khet, vahi bag, vahi ganv milane lage, pratikshan unaki chal tej hone lagi. sari thakan, sari durbalata gayab ho gee. ah ! yah lo ! apana hi har a gaya. isi kuen par ham pur chalane aya karate the, yahi kuan hai.

moti ne kaha-‘hamara ghar najadik a gaya hai.’

hira bola -‘bhagavan ki daya hai.’

‘main to ab ghar bhagata hoon.’

‘yah jane dega ?’

ise main mar girata hoon.

‘nahin-nahin, daudakar than par chalo. vahan se age ham n jaenge.’

donon unmatt hokar bachhadon ki bhanti kulelen karate hue ghar ki or daude. vah hamara than hai. donon daudakar apane than par ae aur khade ho ge. dadhiyal bhi pichhe-pichhe dauda chala ata tha. jhoori dvar par baitha dhoop kha raha tha. bailon ko dekhate hi dauda aur unhen bari-bari se gale lagane laga. mitron ki ankhon se anand ke ansoo bahane lage. ek jhoori ka hath chat raha tha.

dadhiyal ne jakar bailon ki rassiyan pakad lin. jhoori ne kaha-‘mere bail hain.’

‘tumhare bail kaise hain ? main mavesikhane se nilam lie ata hoon.’

‘‘main to samajhata hoon, churae lie jate ho! chupake se chale jao, mere bail hain. main bechoonga to bikenge. kisi ko mere bail nilam karane ka kya akhtiyar hain ?’

'jakar thane men rapat kar doonga.’

‘mere bail hain. isaka saboot yah hai ki mere dvar par khade hain.

dadhiyal jhallakar bailon ko jabaradasti pakad le jane ke lie badha. usi vakt moti ne sing chalaya. dadhiyal pichhe hata. moti ne pichha kiya. dadhiyal bhaga. moti pichhe dauda, ganv ke bahar nikal jane par vah ruka, par khada dadhiyal ka rasta vah dekh raha tha, dadhiyal door khada dhamakiyan de raha tha, galiyan nikal raha tha, patthar phenk raha tha, aur moti vijayi shoor ki bhanti usaka rasta roke khada tha. ganv ke log yah tamasha dekhate the aur hnsate the. jab dadhiyal harakar chala gaya to moti akadata hua lauta. hira ne kaha-‘main to dar gaya tha ki kahin tum gusse men akar mar n baitho.’

‘ab n aega.’ ‘aega to door se hi khabar loonga. dekhoon, kaise le jata hai.’

‘jo goli marava de ?’

‘mar jaoonga, par usake kam n aoonga.’

‘hamari jan ko koee jan hi nahin samajhata.’ 

‘isalie ki ham itane sidhe hain.’

jara der men nandon men khali bhoosa, chokar aur dana bhar diya gaya aur donon mitr khane lage. jhoori khada donon ko sahala raha tha. vah unase lipat gaya. 

jhoori ki patni bhi bhitar se daudi-daudi aee. usane ne akar donon bailon ke mathe choom lie.

tika tippani aur sndarbh


bahari kadiyan

snbndhit lekh


varnamala kramanusar lekh khoj

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