AB NAHI  TU  BHOLU

Pehle bata du… Raibahudur Hai Koon… mere dadaji….(kutch logo ke leye…my dad’s dad)…..Wase to badi lambi pehchan hai in ki… Mera haath pakad kar in-hi ne mujhee chalna sikhaya…tootali juban mai bolna shekhaya…mere papa har kam kerne se pehle in se putch liya kerte theey……inn ka jada tar samay mandir mai hi bitta tha….oor ma ko  inn ki seva kerna mai bahoot maja aata tha……. Aaj ye duniya mai nahi hai… par ye aaj bhi mere sath hai ….mere khwabo mai aa kar  bahoot sawal karte hai…..bade logical sawal karte hai…. gajab ke sawal hote hai...MINDBLOWING……bas in ke bare mai itna hi…kabhi wakat pada to oor batauiga.

Ha…wase to mai Gurgaon ke bare mai batana cahata tha…,pata nahi dadaji ke bare mai kyu batene laga…. mai bilkul naya hu is sehar mai.. Gajab ke log hee yaha… cehre pe politeness…badi si gadi…bal range hua…hath mai cigaratee….nahi-nahi.. sorry-sorry, sarkar ne to ban kar rakha hai na public place mai cigratee….Yaha mai apne pyari si family…ha wahi jesa ki aapne aksar Insurace company ki advt. holdings mai dekha hoga… 1997 Model ki two wheeler  mai muskurate huye….Piche Wife OOR Samna Choti si Baby…. Cale ja rahe hai…nischint…nisphikar…pata nahi kaha…, wasi hi choto si family hai meri.  Dekhiye……. kam ki baat aksar bhool jata hu. Ha mai batana chahata tha mere PADOSI ke bare mai. Aisa lagta hai…Gurgaon aaye huye inhe kutch sal ho gaye hai….. bilkul…Gurgaoion…polite…smart…..dhere-dhere bat karte hai. Bal range hai.. bade si gadi mai rooj…subah 9.30 baje apne bibi ke sath nikal jate hai…sayad kam par… ghar par reh  jate hai doo khurapati bachee. Ek din khete-khelte..mere ghar mai ghus aaye…oor peeche-peeche Aamaji..ha wahi Mataji…wahi polite admi ki MA. Bas kya  tha. Amaji ko mai mil gaya. Batane lagi.. un ka beta multinational mai kam karta hai…oor bahu bhi software mai engineer hai…Kehne lagi bahut khyal rakhte hai mera. Rooj kutch na kutch le ate hai sam ko mere liya….wagrah-wagrah…mai sochne laga kitna khus-nasib hai ye polite admi…ise har cheej di hai bhagwan ne….. doo-doo income, doo-doo bachee, oor sath mai bade- budo ka aasirwad…kaha dikta hai aaj kal aisa…woo bhi mahanagro mai????

Total Indian feeling ke karan raat der tak neend nahi aai, soochne laga kitna nakara hu mai…..mai to apne MA-BAAP ko sath rekhne ki himat nahi kar pa raha hu. Kitni mehgai hai yaha?  Kya karu..kya na karu…..tabhi dadaji aa gaye…hasne lage…joor…joor se…bole….Bholu tu abhi bhi bholu hi hai…...ja soo jaa..chinta mat kar…..Mai joor se chillaya…kya  dadaji kya tumhe meri feelings ka koi kadar nahi???…tumhi to kehte thee ma-baap ka khyal karo..unke budhapa ka sahara bano…aaj tumhi haas rahe ho….dadaji oor joor-joor se hasne lage…..oooor chale gai. Ye kya…kyu chale gai….bina kutch batai…Ohhh HOOOOO!!!!…..Palang se uchal betha…mai. Samaj gaya mai…samaj gaya…..dadaji ki sararat bhari hasi….my god……wo polite sa admi mere samne khada haas raha thaa. Mujhe pukar raha thaa keh raha tha …mere jesa ban ja…..bal color kara…bibi ko kam par bhej….ooor ha ghar ki chinta chor de…ja aapni MA ko gaon se

Le-aa…..wahi sab kutch samhal legi… bachoo ki dekh-bhal se le kar kabhi-kabhi bartan bhi manj legi…samjey…bholuuu… oor padosi kaheige dekho aaj bhi srawankumar jinda hai….SMART-THINKING…hai na……OOR phir mai jaag gaya, ek.. lambi neend se.

My god….Abhi-Abhi wife ka phone aya hai….keh rahi hai aaj uska 10.00 baje interview hai,  ha…ha koi multinational mai….poore eek din lagee theey usae samjhane mai ki pad-likh kar ghar ka choola-phatka karne oor bacheey palne mai kya fhyada??? Badi jiddi hai. Par meri har bat man jati hai………..mai oor meri MA train mai bethe hai…baju ka musafhir keh raha hai ki wo Gurgaon ja raha hai…..

Beharhal….. kal rat aaram se soya….. pata nahi kyu dadaji ne sath choor diya…. aab rat neend mai koi oor aata…satch kahu…..aati hai….

Aap ne suna….Stn. Mai koi bhikari ga raha hai….. ‘bholu reee….aab nahi tu BHOLU….’