Ek shehar ne dusre shehar se ki kuch is tarah ki guftguu,
Kiye thode shikwe, aur thodi shikayte aur kabhi karaya naye purane qisse se rubaruu.
Qisse milne ke,
Qisse bichadne ke,
Qisse mohabbat karne ke,
Qisse judaa hone ke,
Qisse sukoon pane ke,
Qisse aansoo bahane ke,
Qisse muskurane ke,
Qisse kabhi rone ke,
Qisse pyaari naraazgi ke,
Qisse rumaani baaton ke.
Samajh toh gaye hi honge ki yeh guftguu kin sheharo mein ho rhi thi..RISHIKESH apni kahani MUMBAI ko suna rha tha. Woh kahani jo janmi thi yahan, ab chal padi thi apni nayi manzil ki aur, ek naye safar ki aur..shayad ek naya kissa likhne, kahani ka agla padaav jeene..aakhri padaav.
Sameer- Naina kyu chadi tum Train mein..mana kiya tha na.
She keeps her hand on his mouth to stop him and points to the Station Name Board - Rishikesh.
Sameer- Reh payogi apne shehar ke bina, apne Rishikesh ke bina poori zindagi.
A drop of tear slipped down on her cheek.
Sameer- Tum agle station par utar jana Naina..tum nhi reh payogi kahin aur.
Naina- Shi keh rhe ho main nhi reh payugi Rishikesh ke bina. Par main tumhare bina toh jee hi nhi payugi Sameer..na ek pal, na ek din aur na ek mahina.
As the train passed the bridge, she demands a coin from him.
Naina- Sikka do na..kuch maangna hai Ganga Ji se..Aakhri baar.
Sameer- Mujhe bhi mangna hai.
Both closed their eyes, kissed the coin and threw the coin for their wish.
Sameer(to himself)- Ganga Ji.. Mumbai hum dono ko apna le.. humesha ke liye.
Naina(to herself)- Ganga Ji.. Rishikesh ko humse jode rakhiyega.. humesha ke liye.
Naina's VO
Aakhri baar..kitna ajeeb shabd hai na yeh..Ek baar aankh bandh karke apni pasandeeda cheez ya shaks ke baare mein sochiye..aur is Aakhri baar ko usse jod ke dekhiye. Shayad meri tarah aapki aankhein bhi num ho jayegi. Rishikesh..meri kahani ka pehla shabd, us din aakhri ban gaya tha.
Maine Sameer se zyada, apni kitabon se zyada, apne parivaar se zyada agar kisi ko kabhi chaha tha toh woh mera shehar hi tha..kyuki isne humesha mera saath diya hai, sukh mein, dukh mein, ghum mein, khushi mein, us waqt mein bhi jab Sameer pass nhi tha.
Us din Ganga Ji mein sikka dalte waqt Sameer aur maine..dono ne alag alag wish jarur maangi thi. Par kamaal ki baat toh yeh thi ki dono ki hi wish poori hui. Na Rishikesh ka saath chutta kabhi, na Mumbai ki umeed tooti kabhi.
Beshak Parivaar toota, Shehar chutta..par Mohabbat yuh hi barkarar rhi..Meri aur Sameer ki Mohabbat nhi..balki mere Shehar ki mohabbat.
Duniyaa bhar mein bahut jagahayein dekhi, har shehar dekha, har gali dekhi, par kabhi na dekha, na jeeya yeh manzar kahin..na kahin baadlon ki pahado se is qadar mohabbat dekhi. Mera shehar..Mera Rishikesh tha hi kuch aisa..
Rishikesh ki woh sehar,
Ganga ki behti woh lehar.
Triveni ghat ki woh muskaan,
Laxman jhule ka woh maan.
Subah ke neer jharne
ka woh sangeet,
Shaam ki ganga aarti
ki woh reet.
Galiyon ki woh khilkhilahat,
Musafiron ki woh aahat.
Mausam ki woh barsatein,
Rishikesh ki woh..
pyaari yaadein.
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