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Aaj Aur Abhi Se

"Mohabbat agar wajah ban jaaye, toh insaan apni hadon se bhi aage nikal jaata hai."

Kabhi socha hai ki mohabbat ka sabse khoobsurat izhaar kya hota hai?

"I love you?"

Ya phir, "Main tumhare liye chaand taare tod laaunga?"

Mujhe nahi lagta.

Mohabbat kabhi chaand-taaron ki mohtaaj nahi hoti. Woh toh kisi ki aankhon mein apne liye fakhr dekhne ki chahat hoti hai. Woh kisi ki muskurahat ke liye khud ko behtar bana lene ka naam hoti hai. Woh kisi ke liye apni kamiyon se ladne ki himmat hoti hai.

Aur shayad isi liye, is kahaani ki shuruaat bhi ek bahut chhote se sawaal se hui thi.

"Mere liye kya kar sakte ho?"

Caify ne yeh sawaal bahut saadgi se poocha tha. Shayad mazaak mein. Shayad sach mein. Aur shayad usse khud bhi nahi pata tha ki uske is chhote se sawaal ka jawab Kabir ki poori zindagi ki disha badal dega.

Kabir chup tha.

Woh hamesha se aisa hi tha. Kam bolne wala. Har baat ko mehsoos karne wala. Waade karne se pehle sau baar sochne wala. Usse jhoothe vaade karna nahi aata tha. Woh un logon mein se nahi tha jo mohabbat mein duniya jeet laane ki baatein karte hain.

Usne bas itna kaha,

"Suna hai UPSC second toughest exam hai."

Caify muskura di.

"Toh crack kar loge kya?"

Kabir ne phir wohi kiya jo usse sabse zyada aata tha - sach bola.

"Pata nahi..."

Uska yeh "Pata nahi" lakhon "haan" se zyada khoobsurat tha. Kyunki mohabbat mein jhoothi umeedein dena aasaan hota hai, lekin sach bolkar kisi ke saath khade rehna bahut mushkil.

Woh keh sakta tha ki haan, main duniya jeet laaunga.

Woh keh sakta tha ki tumhare liye kuch bhi kar jaaunga.

Lekin usne sirf itna kaha,

"Par tere liye koshish poori karne jaa raha hoon."

Mohabbat mein shayad isse bada koi vaada nahi hota.

Kisi ke liye safalta ka vaada mat karo, kyunki safalta kabhi kisi ke haath mein nahi hoti. Lekin kisi ke liye apni poori koshish ka vaada zaroor karo, kyunki woh humesha humare haath mein hoti hai.

Caify ne phir poocha,

"Kab se?"

Aur shayad yeh woh lamha tha jahan ek kahaani ne janm liya.

Kabir ne muskurakar kaha,

"Aaj aur abhi se."

Na agle Monday se.

Na naye saal se.

Na kisi perfect waqt ka intezaar karke.

Bas...

Aaj aur Abhi Se.

Hum sab apni zindagi mein kisi na kisi Caify ka intezaar karte hain. Koi aisa jo humse yeh pooche ki hum apni zindagi ke saath kya karna chahte hain. Aur hum sabke andar ek Kabir bhi hota hai, jo bahut kuch karna chahta hai, lekin kisi ek wajah ka intezaar karta rehta hai.

Kabhi-kabhi mohabbat humari manzil nahi hoti. Woh humari wajah hoti hai.

Kabir UPSC crack karega ya nahi, yeh usse bhi nahi pata. Shayad woh ek din Civil Servant banega. Shayad zindagi uske liye koi aur raasta chun legi.

Lekin ek baat woh ussi din jeet gaya tha.

Usne procrastination se pehli jung jeet li thi.

Usne kal ka intezaar karna chhod diya tha.

Usne sapne dekhna nahi, unpar kaam karna shuru kar diya tha.

Aur shayad isi ka naam mohabbat hai.

Mohabbat woh nahi jo tumhe kamzor bana de. Mohabbat woh hai jo tumhe har subah uthkar yeh kehne ki himmat de,

Main aaj apne kal se behtar banunga.

Kabhi kisi se yeh mat kehna ki tum uske liye duniya jeet laaoge. Duniya bahut badi hai aur hum bahut chhote.

Bas itna kehna,

Mujhe nahi pata main kitna kar paaunga, lekin main tere liye apni poori koshish karunga.

Aur jab woh pooche,

Kab se?

Toh uski aankhon mein dekhkar kehna,

Aaj aur Abhi Se.


Kuch log mohabbat mein shayari likhte hain, kuch geet gaate hain. Kabir ne mohabbat mein ek sapna chun liya hai. Ab dekhna yeh hai ki uski mehnat usse kahan tak le jaati hai.

– Kabir & Caify

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