Kabhi-kabhi raat ko sabke so jaane ke baad...
Main chupchaap balcony mein baith jaati hoon.
Hawa chalti rehti hai...
Par mere andar ajeeb si khamoshi hoti hai.
Main sochti hoon...
**Aakhir main hoon kaun?**
Pehle main kisi ki beti thi...
Phir kisi ki bahu ban gayi...
Phir kisi ki wife...
Phir mummy...
Aur in sab rishton ke beech...
Pata hi nahi chala...
**"Main"... kahin peeche reh gayi.**
Aaj bhi subah sabse pehle meri hi aankh khulti hai.
Sabke din ki shuruaat meri wajah se hoti hai...
Aur mera din...
Kab shuru hota hai aur kab khatam...
Ye shayad mujhe bhi nahi pata.
Kabhi kisi ki chai...
Kabhi kisi ka tiffin...
Kabhi kisi ka towel...
Kabhi kisi ki file...
Kabhi kisi ki dawai...
Poora din bas ek hi awaaz sunai deti hai...
**"Mummy..."**
**"Suno..."**
**"Zara ek minute..."**
Aur mazedaar baat pata hai?
Poore ghar mein agar ek clip bhi kho jaaye...
To sabko lagta hai...
**Mummy ko hi pata hoga.** 😊
Sach mein...
Mujhe sabki har cheez ki jagah yaad rehti hai.
Bas...
Apni khushiyon ki jagah bhool gayi hoon.
Ek din almari saaf karte waqt mera purana purse mila.
Uske andar ek chhoti si chitthi thi...
Jo maine khud ko college ke dino mein likhi thi.
Usme likha tha...
**"Kabhi apne sapne mat chhodna."**
Woh padhte hi meri aankhon se aansu nikal aaye.
Main sapne bhooli nahi thi...
Bas har baar unse kehti rahi...
**"Thoda aur ruk jao..."**
Bachche bade ho jaayein...
Ghar settle ho jaaye...
Thodi savings ho jaaye...
Phir jee loongi.
Lekin...
Woh "phir" kabhi aaya hi nahi.
Ek din meri beti ne achanak pooch liya...
**"Mummy... aapko sabse zyada kya pasand hai?"**
Main chup ho gayi.
Mere paas jawab hi nahi tha.
Main sabki pasand bata sakti thi...
Par apni...
Nahi.
Us din pehli baar mujhe apne upar taras nahi...
Daya bhi nahi...
Bas ek ehsaas hua...
**Main khud ko hi jeena bhool gayi hoon.**
Us din maine koi bada faisla nahi liya.
Bas apne liye ek cup garam chai banayi...
Aur use bina jaldi kiye aaram se piya.
Saalon baad...
Chai ka taste mehsoos hua.
Phir dheere-dheere maine roz thoda sa waqt apne liye nikalna shuru kiya.
Kabhi diary likhi...
Kabhi purane gaane sune...
Kabhi terrace par khade hokar bas aasman dekha.
Aur pata hai?
Ghar toot nahi gaya.
Khana bhi ban gaya.
Kapde bhi dhul gaye.
Bas ek cheez badal gayi...
**Main phir se muskuraane lagi.**
Aaj bhi main wahi homemaker hoon.
Aaj bhi poora ghar sambhalti hoon.
Lekin ab ek farq hai...
Ab main apni muskaan ko bhi ghar ka hissa maanti hoon.
Kyuki mujhe samajh aa gaya hai...
**Jo aurat khud ko hi bhool jaati hai... woh ek din andar se khaali ho jaati hai.**
Aur jo aurat khud ko phir se dhoond leti hai...
Woh sirf apni nahi...
Poore ghar ki zindagi badal deti hai.
Isliye aaj...
Agar aapse koi pooche...
**"Tum kaun ho?"**
To sirf itna mat kehna...
**"Main housewife hoon."**
Muskura kar kehna...
**"Main ek aisi aurat hoon jo apne parivaar se bahut pyaar karti hai... aur ab khud se bhi."** ❤️