"Adhoori Chitthi"
Part 1: Chhota Sa Ghar, Bade Sapne
Ravi ka ghar sheher ke kone me tha—na zyada bada, na zyada sundar. Mitti ki deewarein, tin ki chhat, aur ek chhota sa aangan jahan shaam ko diya jalta tha. Us ghar me Ravi, uski maa, aur uski behen Pihu rehte the.
Ravi ke papa uske bachpan me hi chal base the. Maa silai ka kaam karti thi. Din bhar machine chalti rehti, haath dard karte, par maa ke chehre par shikayat kabhi nahi hoti thi.
Ravi padhne me achha tha. Use lagta tha: "Bas ek baar zindagi mauka de de… main maa ko kabhi kaam nahi karne dunga."
Sapne bade the, par jeb me sirf kuch sikke.
Part 2: College Aur Woh Ladki
College ke pehle din Ravi nervous tha. Kapde simple the, shoes thode purane. Class me jab woh baitha, tab usne use dekha—
Aarohi.
Na zyada makeup, na shor. Bas aankhon me ek ajeeb si gehraai. Woh hasti kam thi, par jab hasti thi, toh lagta tha waqt ruk gaya.
Dheere-dheere group projects, library ke silent corners, aur chai ki tapri—sab me Aarohi Ravi ke saath hoti gayi.
Ek din Aarohi ne kaha,
"Ravi, tum bohot seedhe ho."
Ravi muskura diya.
"Is duniya me seedha rehna hi sabse mushkil kaam hai."
Part 3: Chhoti Khushiyan
Un dono ke paas paise kam the, par baatein mehngi nahi hoti.
Kabhi ₹10 ki chai share karna,
kabhi notes ek hi pen se likhna,
kabhi baarish me bina chhat ke khade rehna.
Aarohi aksar kehti,
"Ravi, tumhare saath future simple hoga, par sachcha hoga."
Ravi ne pehli baar kisi ko apna sapna bataya: "Main ek din maa ke liye pakka ghar banaunga."
Aarohi ne kaha,
"Us ghar ke aangan me main paudhe lagaungi."
Part 4: Zindagi Ka Pehla Jhatka
Final year ke beech Ravi ki maa bimar pad gayi. Doctor ne kaha ilaaj mehnga hoga.
Ravi ne part-time job shuru ki. Raat ko kaam, din me college. Neend kam hoti gayi, par hausla zinda tha.
Ek din Aarohi ne Ravi ko thaka hua dekha.
"Ravi, thoda rest bhi zaroori hai."
Ravi bas itna bola,
"Main thak jaaun, par maa nahi."
Us raat Ravi ne apni diary me likha: "Pyaar tab hota hai jab koi tumhari thakaan samajhne lage."
Part 5: Do Duniyaon Ka Farq
Aarohi ke ghar wale ameer the. Ravi ko kabhi pata nahi chala—shayad Aarohi ne jaan-boojh kar bataya hi nahi.
Ek din Aarohi ke papa college aaye. Unhone Ravi ko dekha, upar se neeche tak.
Ghar jaakar unhone Aarohi se kaha,
"Yeh ladka tumhare layak nahi."
Aarohi ro padi.
"Papa, woh mujhe samajhta hai."
Papa ka jawab tha:
"Samajhna pyaar nahi hota. Stability hoti hai."
Part 6: Khamoshi Badhti Gayi
Aarohi badalne lagi. Calls kam, replies late.
Ravi ne poocha,
"Sab theek hai?"
Aarohi ne kaha,
"Bas thoda pressure hai."
Pressure ke saath saath faasla bhi badhta gaya.
Ek din Ravi ne dekha—Aarohi kisi aur ladke ke saath thi. Ladka well-dressed, confident, car me baitha hua.
Ravi ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas chupchaap ghar aa gaya.
Us raat maa ne poocha,
"Beta, aankhen laal kyun hain?"
Ravi bola,
"Thakaan hai maa."
Par asal me dil toot raha tha.
Part 7: Adhoori Chitthi
Kuch din baad Ravi ko Aarohi ki ek chitthi mili.
"Ravi,
Tum bohot achhe ho. Shayad itne achhe ki is duniya ke liye zyada ho.
Main tumhara saath nahi de paa rahi. Mujhe maaf kar dena.
Kabhi yaad aaye toh yeh mat sochna ki tum kam the.
Bas waqt galat tha.
—Aarohi"
Ravi ne chitthi ko fold kiya aur diary ke beech rakh diya.
Usne likha: "Pyaar khone ka dard alag hota hai…
aur pyaar ko chhod dene ka aur bhi zyada."
Part 8: Sapne Aur Zimmedari
Ravi ne apna dard kaam me daal diya. Job badli, mehnat badhi.
Saalo baad Ravi ne maa ke liye pakka ghar bana diya.
Aangan bhi tha.
Par us aangan me koi paudhe nahi the.
Pihu ne poocha,
"Bhaiya, yahan phool kyun nahi lagaye?"
Ravi bola,
"Kuch vaade waqt ke saath reh jaate hain."
Part 9: Akhri Mulaqat
Ek din Ravi kisi office meeting ke liye sheher gaya. Coffee shop me usne Aarohi ko dekha.
Woh shaadi shuda thi. Chehre par muskaan thi, par aankhon me wahi purani udaasi.
Aarohi ne kaha,
"Tum bohot badal gaye ho."
Ravi muskura diya,
"Zindagi badal deti hai."
Jaate waqt Aarohi ne poocha,
"Kabhi gussa aaya mujh par?"
Ravi ne kaha,
"Nahi. Bas afsos hota hai ki hum dono ne ek-dusre ko sahi waqt par nahi paaya."
Part 10: Adhoora, Par Zinda
Raat ko Ravi ne diary kholi. Chitthi ab bhi wahin thi.
Usne last line likhi: "Har kahani ka happy ending nahi hota…
par har adhoori kahani bekaar bhi nahi hoti."
Usne diary band ki, aangan me diya jalaya, aur aasman ki taraf dekha.
Dil bhari tha, par saans chal rahi thi.
Aur shayad…
yeh hi zindagi