Us gali ke mod par roz kuch na kuch naya hota hai. Basti ki woh patli si gali, jahan din bhar ki thakaan shaam ko dhoondhne aati hai, aaj phir kuch khaas tha. Ek naye chehre ne sabka dhyaan khinch liya – ek ladki, safed saree mein, bilkul alag andaaz mein, confidence se bhari hui.
Woh akeli nahi thi. Uske aas paas 4 aur ladkiyaan thi – sabki aankhon mein kuch kehne ki koshish, kuch khoya hua, aur kuch paa lene ki chahat.
Rekha, jo hamesha mask mein rehti thi, chhoti si clinic mein helper ka kaam karti thi. Uski aankhen hi uska chehra thi. Har waqt phone haath mein, jaise duniya ko door se dekhna pasand ho. Dil se bahut khuli thi, lekin zindagi ne usse seekh diya tha ki har kisi pe bharosa nahi kiya jaata.
Neha, pink kurti mein, sabse zyada bolne wali. Uski hansi mein ek tarah ka jadoo tha. Pados ke bachche usse pyar karte the. Neha ghar-ghar jaake mehndi lagati thi, lekin sapna tha apna salon kholne ka. Har shaam woh naye ideas lekar aati – "Rekha, soch agar ham milke ek parlour khol lein toh?"
Anjali, brown top mein, sabse zyada stylish. Dance uska junoon tha. Reel banake Instagram pe daalna, views dekhna – uska routine tha. Uske paas sapne the aur unhe poora karne ka jigar bhi. Basti mein kai ladkiyaan usse inspire hoti thi.
Dadi, sabse chhupi si, lekin sab pe nazar. Woh kuch nahi bolti thi, lekin sab samajh leti thi. Uske dupatte ke rang utne hi gehre the jitni uski zindagi ki kahaniyaan. Har shaam woh aangan mein baith kar chhoti chhoti baatein sun leti thi – bina kuch kahe, sab kuch jaan jaati thi.
Aur fir aayi Meera – safed saree mein, naye sheher se aayi thi. Uski saree par printed design aur confident chaal ne sabko ruka diya. Ladkiyaan use dekh kar thodi hairan thi – “Kaun hai yeh? Itni khubsurat, itni confident?”
Meera ka camera-ready expression, uski earrings ka jhilmilana, aur aankhon mein ek spark – woh sirf dekhne ke liye nahi thi. Woh kuch kar dikhane aayi thi.
“Main vlogger hoon,” usne kaha, “logon ki real life stories capture karti hoon. Tum logon se milne aayi hoon.”
Sab ladkiyaan ek dusre ko dekhkar muskaraayi. Meera ne apna phone nikaala aur puchha, “Tum sab kya karti ho? Sapne kya hain?”
Ek pal ka sannata raha, fir Neha boli, “Sapne toh bohot hain. Par is gali mein, sirf sapne dekhna hi kaafi nahi, jeetna bhi padta hai.”
Anjali ne thoda dance karke dikhaya. Rekha ne ek bacha ko apne phone pe dikhaya jise usne thik kiya tha. Meera sab kuch record karti rahi.
Phir usne puchha, “Agar main tum sabki story online daalu, toh log dekhenge. Kya kehna chahogi un logon se?”
Neha boli, “Logon ko lagta hai hum sirf basti ke scenes hain, par asli kahani toh yahan se shuru hoti hai.”
Anjali boli, “Har gali mein ek stage hota hai. Bas audience chahiye.”
Rekha ne mask ke andar se kaha, “Har kisi ka chehra important hota hai, chahe chhupa ho ya nahi.”
Aur Dadi... sirf ek baar muskaayi.
Us shaam, ek simple gali superstar ban gayi. Meera ne unki stories apne vlog mein daali, aur dheere dheere, unka confidence badhta gaya. Reel par likes aane lage, log comment karne lage – “You girls are amazing,” “True inspiration,” “Respect!”
Jis gali mein sapne sirf khwabon tak simat jaate the, ab wahan naye sapne palne lage the.
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Moral:
Har basti, har gali, har kone mein kahaniyan hoti hain. Zarurat hai sirf ek aankh se dekhne ki, ek dil se mehsoos karne ki. Jo log samajhte hain ki fashion aur confidence sirf bade shehron mein milte hain, unhe ek baar in ladkiyon se milna chahiye.
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