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Ek shaam thi, thodi si udaas aur thodi si khamosh. Us deewar ke saath khadi thi ek ladki – peeli kurti mein, baahon ko seene par baandhe, chehre par ek kaala mask, aankhon mein ek ajeeb si gahrayi. Uska naam tha Aarohi.
Woh deewar kisi school ya office ke bahar ki lagti thi, lekin us waqt sirf ek gawah thi – ek kahaani ki gawah jo sirf Aarohi jaanti thi.
Aarohi ka Peela Rang
Aarohi hamesha se ek lively ladki rahi thi. Peela uska favourite colour tha, kyunki use lagta tha ki ye rang har gham ko roshan kar deta hai. Har baar jab zindagi ne usse thoda sa thoka, usne peeli kurti pehni aur khud se kaha:
"Main phir se khadi ho jaungi."
Us din bhi usne wohi peeli kurti pehni thi. Par us din baat kuch aur thi.
Waqt ke Patthar
Jis deewar ke paas woh khadi thi, woh uski zindagi ki tarah thi — paththar ki. Har patthar ek yaad, ek taana, ek thokar. College ke doston ka kaafi time se koi message nahi aaya tha. Pichhli job chhod chuki thi woh, aur nayi kahin mil nahi rahi thi. Maa ke operation ke liye paison ki chinta alag.
Par sabse zyada chubhta tha uska sapna – writer banne ka. Har raat diary mein likhti thi par kisi ne padha hi nahi.
Mask ke Peeche ki Muskaan
Woh mask jo usne pehna tha, sirf COVID ke liye nahi tha. Woh ek shield tha – duniya ke sawaalon se, logon ke nazar se, aur kabhi kabhi apni hi soch se.
Usne seekh liya tha kaise chhupana hai thakan, udaasi, aur kabhi kabhi aansoon bhi. Par us mask ke peeche ek muskaan thi – naazuk, par zinda.
Deewar ke Us Paar
Jab ek chhoti ladki ne usse poocha, "Didi, aap yahan akeli kyun khadi ho?"
Aarohi muskurayi (shayad asli muskaan us din usne pehli baar mask ke neeche se mehsoos ki). Usne kaha, "Main yahan intezaar kar rahi hoon – ek nayi kahaani ka."
Ladki ne fir kaha, "Toh aap toh likh sakti ho didi!"
Woh ek line Aarohi ke liye ek spark thi. Shaayad us deewar ke us paar, us paththar ke peeche, ek nayi kahaani sach mein chhupi thi – usi ki kahaani.
Ek Nayi Shuruaat
Agle hi din, Aarohi ne apni diary se kuch pages nikaale, unhe type kiya aur ek blog shuru kiya – “Deewar Ke Us Paar”. Usne apne pehli kahaani mein wahi peeli kurti wali ladki likhi jo mask ke peeche muskura rahi thi, jo haar ke baad bhi khadi thi.
Logon ne padha, pasand kiya, comments kiye: “Itni real story hai!”, “Yeh ladki main ho sakti hoon”, “Aapki writing dil chhoo gayi.”
Aur aise hi ek deewar se shuru hui ek safar – kahaaniyon ka, jazbaat ka, aur apne aap ko paane ka.
Ant Nahi, Rukawat Nahi
Aarohi aaj bhi likhti hai. Uska blog viral ho chuka hai. Usne pehli kitab likhi hai: "Peeli Kurti Wali Ladki."
Ab woh mask sirf health ke liye pehenti hai, chhupne ke liye nahi. Aur har baar jab woh kisi deewar ke paas khadi hoti hai, woh jaanti hai – “Main ek kahaani hoon, aur har deewar meri kitaab ka ek panna hai.”
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