your_unknownwriter03
Banaras ki subah thi...
Ganga ke ghaat par halki si thand, hawa mein dhuaan aur ghantiyon ki awaaz ghuli hui thi.
Shehar jaag raha tha, par Kris ka dil toot chuka tha.
Woh seedhiyon par baitha tha bheegi aankhen, kaanpte haath, aur dil mein woh sawaal
jo shabd ban kar bhi poore nahi ho pa rahe the.
Anvi ja chuki thi...
bina palat kar dekhe, bina samjhe, bina pooche.
Kris ne aasman ki taraf dekha,
jahaan Mahadev baste hain aur usne dheere se kaha:
"Mera iraada uska dil todhne ka nahi tha,
Khuda bhi gawah hai iss baat ka..."
Uski awaaz bhari hui thi,
jaise har lafz dil se nikal kar zameen par gir raha ho.
"Meri niyat sirf us se mohabbat karne ki thi...
aisi mohabbat jo usey kabhi haasil nahi hui,
aur jo usne sirf dusron par lutaayi..."
Woh muskuraya ek aisi muskurahat jo dard chhupaane ki koshish karti hai,
par khud toot jaati hai.
"Shayad jis andaaz mein maine aitraaf-e-ishq kiya,
woh ghalat tha ya nahi, pata nahi...
magar uski samajh se parey tha."
Ganga chup thi...
shayad sun rahi thi.
Phir achanak uski awaaz toot gayi.
"Dil toh dil hota hai Mahadev...
hum unki nazar mein bhi apni jagah kho baithe..."
Ankhon se aansu behte rahe,
aur woh kisi bachche ki tarah ro pada.
"Ab woh hume dekhna tak nahi chahte..."
Usne dono haath jod liye,
maathey ko zameen se laga diya.
"Hey Mahadev...
agar tune koi cheez meri naseeb mein nahi likhi hai,
toh uski chahat bhi mere dil se nikaal de..."
Uski saans tez ho rahi thi,
dil bojh se bhara hua tha.
"Aur agar uske bagair hi jeena likha hai,
toh mere dil ko bhi sukoon de..."
Ek lambi khamoshi.
"Main pal pal mar raha hoon...
mujhe kahin sukoon nahi mil raha..."
Aakhri baar usne aasman ki taraf dekha
jaise Mahadev se nahi,
balki apne dard se baat kar raha ho.
"Mere Baba...
thodi si reham kar le mujh par...
Thodi si reham "chapak"
Or phir ganga ghat per Kris ganga main samagaya