Shaam ka waqt tha. Sheher ke kone mein ek purani deewar ke paas do ladkiyaan khadi thi—ek mobile mein kuch dhoondh rahi thi aur doosri chup-chaap khadi apne khayalon mein khoi hui thi.
Wo deewar, jise har koi sirf ek patthar ki deewar samajhta hai, asal mein kitni kahaniyon ki gawah hai, koi nahi jaanta.
Priya, ek modern ladki, hamesha khud mein busy rehti hai. Uska phone uska best friend ban chuka hai. Har pal, har moment wo apne phone mein capture kar leti hai, jaise zindagi sirf ek filter hai jise thoda aur sundar banana hai. Aaj bhi, wo kisi party ke baad wahan aa gayi thi, social media ke liye perfect caption dhoondhti hui.
Dusri taraf thi Ritu, jo wahan bas khadi thi. Uski aankhon mein kuch unsaid tha, jaise koi raaz chhupa ho. Usne ek purple velvet dress pehni thi, aur mask ke peechhe bhi uski udaasi chhup nahi pa rahi thi.
Deewar ke us paar, ek chhoti si kitchen thi jahan se garam roti ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Andar se kisi ke hansne ki awaaz bhi aa rahi thi. Par yeh dono ladkiyaan jaise us awaaz se kat chuki thi.
"Tu hamesha phone mein ghusi rehti hai, Priya," Ritu ne kaha, thoda muskaraate hue.
Priya ne bina upar dekhe jawaab diya, "Tumhare jaise nahi hoon, har waqt chup."
Ritu thoda muskuraayi, par uski muskaan ke peeche ek dard tha. "Chup rehne waale logon ke paas kehne ke liye sabse zyada hota hai," usne dheere se kaha.
Unke beech ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, jaise dono kisi ek hi dard ko alag tareeke se mehsoos kar rahi ho.
"Yaad hai, jab hum yahin baithkar college ki planning karte the?" Ritu ne poocha.
Priya ne ek pal ke liye phone band kiya aur uski taraf dekha. "Haan... sab kitna simple lagta tha tab."
Waqt badal gaya tha, sapne bhi. Priya ne media house join kiya tha, Ritu ek chhoti si beauty salon mein kaam karti thi. Dono ki duniya alag thi, par dard ek jaise.
"Main wapas nahi jaana chahti, Priya. Wahi purani zindagi... har waqt dusron ki expectations pe jeena," Ritu ki aankhon mein aansuon ki nami thi.
"Toh mat jaa. Tu toh woh Ritu hai jo khud apna raasta banati thi," Priya ne uska haath pakad kar kaha.
Us deewar ke paas khade hokar dono ne samjha ki zindagi mein breaks lena galat nahi. Har insaan apne tareeke se struggle karta hai.
Deewar ke us paar se ek bachhe ki awaaz aayi, "Maa roti jal gayi!"
Dono muskuraayi. "Chalo, ghar chalte hain," Priya boli.
Ritu ne haan mein sir hilaaya.
Woh shaam, woh deewar aur woh pal, dono ke liye ek turning point ban gaya. Zindagi ke race mein thoda rukna, sochna, aur apne dard ko samajhna bhi zaroori hota hai.
Aur kabhi-kabhi, ek purani deewar ke paas khade hokar, zindagi ka sabse gehra sabak mil jaata hai.
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