Har sheher ke kisi na kisi kone mein ek aisi jagah hoti hai jahan log sirf guzarte nahi, thoda rukte hain. Yeh kahani bhi ek aise hi gali ki hai — jahan roz shaam ke waqt kuch log milte hain, kuch baatein hoti hain, aur ek dusre se apni choti-badi zindagiyon ke pal share kiye jaate hain.
Us din shaam ko halka sa badal chhaya hua tha. Thandi si hawa chal rahi thi. Gali ke ek chhoti si general store ke saamne 6–7 ladkiyaan aur mahilayein khadi thi. Kisi ke haath mein phone tha, koi apas mein baat kar raha tha, to koi chup-chaap soch mein dooba hua lag raha tha.
Neha, ek zordaar aur tez bolne wali ladki, apni peeli cotton ki kurti mein sabse pehle dikh rahi thi. Uske paas khadi Pinky roz ki tarah kuch funny baatein kar rahi thi. “Aaj toh tumhara favourite cold drink bhi nahi aaya,” Pinky ne hasi mein kaha.
“Sab kuch time pe aaye, yeh zaroori thodi hai,” Neha ne muskurate hue jawab diya.
Un dono ke paas hi Kamla aunty khadi thi — ek friendly aur sab ki fikr karne wali mahila. Unka nature aisa tha ki sab unse apne mann ki baat share kar lete the. Aaj woh bas yeh dekh rahi thi ki sab theek hain ya nahi.
Dukaan ke paas khadi Shalu, jo mustard kurti mein thi, bahut shaant aur simple ladki thi. Zyada baat nahi karti thi, lekin hamesha dusron ko dhyaan se sunti thi. Uske expressions se hi samajh aa jaata tha ki woh kis mood mein hai.
“Woh aadmi jo kal bhi dikh raha tha, aaj phir wahi time pe aaya hai,” Neha ne halki awaaz mein kaha. Ladkiyon ne sirf ek dusre ki taraf dekha aur thoda sa muskura diya.
Yeh dukaan kisi badi market mein nahi thi, lekin yahaan log aate the — na sirf kharidari ke liye, balki ek doosre se milne ke liye bhi. Ek choti si community thi yahaan, jahan sab ek dusre ko jaante the.
Thodi der baad, dukaan ka ladka Abid bahar aaya. Har kisi se pyaar se baat karta, sab ko respect deta tha. Uski muskurahat genuine thi, aur uska vyavhaar sab ko pasand tha.
“Maaf kijiye, aaj thoda late ho gaya,” Abid ne kaha. “Samaan lene jana pada tha.”
“Chinta mat karo, hum toh waise bhi ek dusre se baat karte hue waqt ka pata hi nahi chalta,” Kamla aunty ne jawab diya.
Shalu ne Abid se pucha, “Wo herbal shampoo aaya kya?” Abid ne haan mein sir hila kar packet diya.
Dheere dheere baat-cheet hoti rahi. Koi life ke goals ke baare mein baat kar raha tha, toh koi bas aaj ke din ki thakaan utaar raha tha.
Yeh sirf ek gali ka kona nahi tha, yeh ek aisi jagah ban gayi thi jahan dosti, samajhdaari aur apnapan har din kuch der ke liye mil jaata tha. Aaj kal ke busy sheher mein aise pal rare hote hain — jahan log sirf ek dusre ke saath waqt bitaate hain, bina kisi expectation ke.
Jab shaam dhalne lagi, tab sab ek ek karke wapas apne ghar ki taraf badhne lage. Lekin jaate jaate sabki aankhon mein ek tasalli thi — ki kal phir milenge, kuch aur baatein karenge, kuch aur pal saath bitaayenge.
Story ka Sandesh:
Zindagi ki bhaag-daud mein hum chhoti chhoti khushiyon ko ignore kar dete hain. Par kabhi kabhi, ek choti si jagah, kuch apne jaise log, aur halka sa waqt hi kaafi hota hai jeevan ko behtar banane ke liye. Dosti, samman aur samay — yeh teen cheezein har insaan ki zarurat hai.
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