Ek zamane ki baat hai, ek chhote se gaon mein jahan hari pahaadon ne ghera dala tha, vahaan ek raaz se bhara hua bagh tha. Gaon ke logon ne iss bagh ke baare mein halki si awaaz mein baat ki, kehte the ke isme jaadoo hai. Kahani thi ke jisne bhi is bagh mein kadam rakha, use ek khwahish poori ho jayegi, lekin badi kimat par.
Usi gaon mein rehta tha ek jawan, jasoos ladka Ayan. Usne suni thi in bagh ki kahaniyan aur usko uske ajoobe se khud ko bandh liya tha. Sun kar uske dil mein sapne bhar gaye the, sangharsh aur khud ko pehle se behtar karne ki umeed thi.
Ek chamakta hua subah, aik roshni bhari subah, Ayan ne faisla liya ke wo us bagh ki talash mein nikal padega. Wo hosla aur umeed ke sath andarooni safar pe nikla, purane janglon ke raston par chalta hua. Usko bas hawa ki siskiyon aur peediyon dwara suni gayi kahaniyon ka sahara tha.
Kuch dinon ke baad chalne ke baad, Ayan ne ek khula maidan paaya. Maidan ke beech mein ek azeem archway tha, jis par khambe aur chamakte hue phool the. Usne pehchaan liya ke wo jadugarni ki bagh ke dwaar par khada hai. Gehra saans lekar, usne archway se kadam rakha aur ek aise jahan mein dakhil hua, jaisa usne kabhi nahi dekha tha.
Bagh mein rangon aur khushboo ka sangam tha. Ajeeb ajeeb phool asal rangon mein khil rahe the, aur hawa me jadoo ka izhar tha. Ayan bagh mein ghumte hue, ek chamakdar talab ke paas pahuncha. Uske shafaaf paani mein, usne apni pehchan dekhi – uski khwahishon aur iraadon ki pehchan.
Dil ki dharkan tez ho kar, Ayan ne halki awaaz mein apni khwahish ko hawa mein kaha, umeed hai ke bagh sun lega. Uske shabdon ke saath hi poori bagh zinda hone lagi, awaaz ka ek samaa uski khwahish ko dohra raha tha. Lekin phir, ek sochayi hui awaaz ne bola, use bata kar ke wo kis kimat par poori ho sakti hai.
“Is bagh mein har khwahish poori karne ke sath ek qurbani bhi aati hai,” awaaz ne kaha. “Kya tum tayyar ho apni khwahish ke liye kuch qeematon ko denay ke liye?”
Ayan ne thoda socha, uske zehan mein uske parivar, dost aur sab kuch jo uske qareeb tha, ke khayal aaye. Lekin uski talab tabdeeli aur tabdeeli ki talab se zyada thi. Thora sa junoon le kar, usne tasleem kiya, tayyar ke uske khwahish poori ho sakti hai, chaahe usay iske liye kuch bhi qurban karna pade.
Suraj garajne laga, bagh ka jadoo Ayan ke charon taraf ghoomne laga. Usne apne seenay mein ek kuch meethi si taaqat mehsoos ki, yaad dilate hue ke wo kya chod raha hai. Bina wajah, duniya dhundhli hui, aur jab uske aas paas ke mahaul dobara dhyan mein aaya, to Ayan ne khud ko apne gaon mein paaya.
Pehle sab kuch waisa hi lag raha tha, lekin phir usne zara se farq mehsoos kiya. Uske parivar ka ghar wohi tha, lekin thoda sa chota. Doston ke chehron ki pehchaan thi, lekin woh door si mehsoos hui. Ayan ne mehsoos kiya, ajeeb si khushi aur dukh ke saath, ke uski khwahish poori ho gayi thi. Usko wohi saahas aur tabdeeli mili thi jise usne chaaha tha, lekin uski qurbani ne uske zindagi ka ek hissa le liya tha.
Waqt ke saath, Ayan ne naye haqiqat ko qubool karne ki adat daali. Usne naye dost banaye, be shumar sair gariyan ki aur ek qisse sunane wala ban gaya. Lekin usne kabhi apni khwahish ke dam par us qeemat ko bhool na paya, jo usne ada ki thi.
Isi tarah, gaon ke dil mein, jadugarni ki bagh ki kahaniyan aik nasl se dusri nasl tak sunayi deti rahi, yaad dilate hue ke har faisla apne consequences ke saath aata hai, aur hamari gehrayi ki khwahishon ki taraf tawajjo denay par, hamein hamesha tayyar rehna chahiye ke hum kisi qeemati cheez ko chorna tayyar hain ya nahi.
Jadugarni Ki Baghawat
Ek zamane ki baat hai, ek chhote se gaon mein jahan hari pahaadon ne ghera dala tha, vahaan ek raaz se bhara hua bagh tha. Gaon ke logon ne iss bagh ke baare mein halki si awaaz mein baat ki, kehte the ke isme jaadoo hai. Kahani thi ke jisne bhi is bagh mein kadam rakha, use ek khwahish poori ho jayegi, lekin badi kimat par.
Usi gaon mein rehta tha ek jawan, jasoos ladka Ayan. Usne suni thi in bagh ki kahaniyan aur usko uske ajoobe se khud ko bandh liya tha. Sun kar uske dil mein sapne bhar gaye the, sangharsh aur khud ko pehle se behtar karne ki umeed thi.
Ek chamakta hua subah, aik roshni bhari subah, Ayan ne faisla liya ke wo us bagh ki talash mein nikal padega. Wo hosla aur umeed ke sath andarooni safar pe nikla, purane janglon ke raston par chalta hua. Usko bas hawa ki siskiyon aur peediyon dwara suni gayi kahaniyon ka sahara tha.
Kuch dinon ke baad chalne ke baad, Ayan ne ek khula maidan paaya. Maidan ke beech mein ek azeem archway tha, jis par khambe aur chamakte hue phool the. Usne pehchaan liya ke wo jadugarni ki bagh ke dwaar par khada hai. Gehra saans lekar, usne archway se kadam rakha aur ek aise jahan mein dakhil hua, jaisa usne kabhi nahi dekha tha.
Bagh mein rangon aur khushboo ka sangam tha. Ajeeb ajeeb phool asal rangon mein khil rahe the, aur hawa me jadoo ka izhar tha. Ayan bagh mein ghumte hue, ek chamakdar talab ke paas pahuncha. Uske shafaaf paani mein, usne apni pehchan dekhi – uski khwahishon aur iraadon ki pehchan.
Dil ki dharkan tez ho kar, Ayan ne halki awaaz mein apni khwahish ko hawa mein kaha, umeed hai ke bagh sun lega. Uske shabdon ke saath hi poori bagh zinda hone lagi, awaaz ka ek samaa uski khwahish ko dohra raha tha. Lekin phir, ek sochayi hui awaaz ne bola, use bata kar ke wo kis kimat par poori ho sakti hai.
“Is bagh mein har khwahish poori karne ke sath ek qurbani bhi aati hai,” awaaz ne kaha. “Kya tum tayyar ho apni khwahish ke liye kuch qeematon ko denay ke liye?”
Ayan ne thoda socha, uske zehan mein uske parivar, dost aur sab kuch jo uske qareeb tha, ke khayal aaye. Lekin uski talab tabdeeli aur tabdeeli ki talab se zyada thi. Thora sa junoon le kar, usne tasleem kiya, tayyar ke uske khwahish poori ho sakti hai, chaahe usay iske liye kuch bhi qurban karna pade.
Suraj garajne laga, bagh ka jadoo Ayan ke charon taraf ghoomne laga. Usne apne seenay mein ek kuch meethi si taaqat mehsoos ki, yaad dilate hue ke wo kya chod raha hai. Bina wajah, duniya dhundhli hui, aur jab uske aas paas ke mahaul dobara dhyan mein aaya, to Ayan ne khud ko apne gaon mein paaya.
Pehle sab kuch waisa hi lag raha tha, lekin phir usne zara se farq mehsoos kiya. Uske parivar ka ghar wohi tha, lekin thoda sa chota. Doston ke chehron ki pehchaan thi, lekin woh door si mehsoos hui. Ayan ne mehsoos kiya, ajeeb si khushi aur dukh ke saath, ke uski khwahish poori ho gayi thi. Usko wohi saahas aur tabdeeli mili thi jise usne chaaha tha, lekin uski qurbani ne uske zindagi ka ek hissa le liya tha.
Waqt ke saath, Ayan ne naye haqiqat ko qubool karne ki adat daali. Usne naye dost banaye, be shumar sair gariyan ki aur ek qisse sunane wala ban gaya. Lekin usne kabhi apni khwahish ke dam par us qeemat ko bhool na paya, jo usne ada ki thi.
Isi tarah, gaon ke dil mein, jadugarni ki bagh ki kahaniyan aik nasl se dusri nasl tak sunayi deti rahi, yaad dilate hue ke har faisla apne consequences ke saath aata hai, aur hamari gehrayi ki khwahishon ki taraf tawajjo denay par, hamein hamesha tayyar rehna chahiye ke hum kisi qeemati cheez ko chorna tayyar hain ya nahi.