Riya ke liye hospital sirf ek jagah nahi tha…
yeh uski second home ban chuki thi.
Bed number 17 par maa ka har din ka haal dekhna,
Riya ke liye ek emotional struggle tha.
Par usne seekh liya tha ki dukh ko chupana bhi ek kala hai.
School ke din ab aur bhi challenging ho gaye.
Homework, tuition aur part-time kaam ke beech Riya ne ek small notebook shuru ki.
Isme wo apni feelings aur thoughts likhti
kabhi khushi, kabhi gham, kabhi chhoti si choti jeet.
Ek din nurse ne dekha ki Riya aankhon me aansu le kar likh rahi hai.
Wo aayi aur boli,
"Riya, tum itni strong kaise ho?"
Riya ne bas muskuraya.
"Strong nahi hoon, bas try karti hoon survive karne ki… jaise sab karte hain."
School me essays ka result aaya.
Riya ka essay top 3 me tha.
Teacher ne bola,
"Riya, tumhari story ne sirf mujhe nahi, poori class ko inspire kiya hai."
Bed number 17 par Maa ne pehli baar Riya ko chhupke se hug kiya.
Riya ke liye yeh chhoti si acknowledgment,
ek badi jeet ke barabar thi.
Aur Riya ne decide kiya
wo sirf survive nahi karegi,
wo apni kahani sabke saamne laayegi.
Taaki koi aur bhi samajh sake,
strong banna kabhi choice nahi, zarurat hoti hai.