Sifar ka safar

"Sir! ye pen le lo, isme toarch bhi hai.... sirf 10 rupaye ka hai.... subah se 1 bhi nahi bika, kuchh khaya bhi nahi hai...... bahut bhook lagi hai....." WO pen bech rahi thi ya bheek maang rahi thi, pata nahi.

Haan is WO ka bhi naam pata nahi, har ajnabi chehre ki tarah shayad uska bhi koi naam nahi tha, kam se kam mere liye.. 1 ladki jiski umar 10-12 saal hogi, baal apas me is tarah gunthe hue jaise mahino ya phir salon se nahaya na ho, kapde bhi aise hi kuchh the... Baisakhiyon ke sahare sadak pe bheek mangti thi kabhi, jab se delhi government ne road pe bheek dene par FINE lagaya, kuchh bechne ke bahane ya car saaf karne ke bahane maangna start kar diya...

Saket se Batra Hospital (Khanpur) jane ke raste me ek T Point ata hai, jahan se 1 road khanpur aur dusra, Mahrauli jata hai, wahan ka redlight jaise hamesha mera hi intezaar karta ho, aj tak aisa nahi hua, ke main wahan pahuncha hoon, aur mujhe light green mili ho... aur aj tak aisa bhi nahi hua ke kabhi red light pe wo gandi si ladki na mili ho, baisakhiyon ke sahare...

Jab road pe bheek mangna legal tha, government ki nazro.n me tab aksar 2-4 rupaye de diya karta tha, use, jab illegal hua, aur wo kabhi gulab, kabhi pen, kabhi paper etc. ke bahane mangne lagi, to aksar main use 10 rupaye de deta aur jo wo bech rahi hoti wo nahi leta, kyunki wo mere kisi kaam ke na the..

Kyun deta tha use paise pata nahi, kabhi socha hi nahi, shayad uske langrepan pe ya shayad uski gareebi pe taras kha ke... Ya fir shayad khud ko ye batane ke liye ke itni buraiyon ke baad bhi mere andar kahin na kahin 1 achcha insaan zinda hai ab tak..

1 din shaam me doston ke saath PVR complex me ghoom raha tha, mere 1 dost ne bahar lage book stall se koi book kharidi aur paise dene ke liye batua nikala tabhi 1 chhote bachche ne uska batua chheena aur PVR ke peechhe andhere kone ki or bhag gaya, hum sab uske peechhe daude lekin wo gayab ho gaya tha, kaafi der use dhoondte rahe lekin wo to andhere me gadhe ke sar se sing ki tarah GAYAB...

thodi der afsos karne ke baad saare dost ghar chale gaye, main bhi ghar jane ke liye nikal para, Parking me jab pahuncha to paas hi andhere me mujhe wo bachcha dikha jo batua lekar bhaga tha, maine use peechhe se uska coller pakda, to dekha, wahi ladki jo baisakhiyon ke sahare bheek mangti thi, aur main hamesha ..............

Maine uska coller chhod diya, aur wo phir se daudkar bhaag gayi...
Main khush tha, shayad uski tarakki se
ya shayad use bina baisakhiyon ko dekhkar
ya shayad........
khush nahi tha, bas apne aap pe hans raha tha,
ya shayad apne samaaj pe..

Pata nahi kya chal raha tha, mere dimaag me lekin ye to tay hai, aj tak samajh nahi paya, jo us waqt mere upar gujri thi.......

aj bhi kuchh nahi badla, aksar wo ladki mujhe dikh jati hai, usi Traffic Signal pe, usi baisakhi ke sahare chalte hue,

haan ab wo mere paas nahi ati, na hi main use kuchh deta hoon....