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Chapter 3
Rashmi ne kuch din se notice kiya tha ki Rohit bilkul badal gaya hai. Pehle jo hamesha haste-khelte ghar aata tha, ab chupchaap apne kamre me chala jata. Na pehle jaisa excitement tha, na koi mazaak-masti. Uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si udaasi thi, jaise woh andar hi andar kuch bada jhel raha ho.
Ek shaam, jab Rohit college se aaya, to Rashmi ne usko roka. "Beta, ek minute ruk," usne pyaar se kaha. Rohit ruk gaya, lekin uske chehre pe koi emotions nahi the.
"Tu theek hai na?" Rashmi ne uske sir par haath rakha.
"Haan Maa, main bilkul theek hoon," Rohit ne jaldi se kaha aur apna bag uthakar seedha apne kamre me chala gaya.
Lekin Rashmi ka mann nahi maanta tha. Usko mehsoos ho raha tha ki Rohit kuch chhupa raha hai, ki uske andar koi dukh hai jo woh share nahi kar raha. Ek maa apne bachon ke chehre se sab samajh leti hai, aur Rashmi bhi jaanti thi ki yeh koi chhoti baat nahi hai.
Usne Shruti se bhi pucha, "Tujhe pata hai, tera bhai itna udaas kyun rehta hai?"
"Maa, mujhe bhi samajh nahi aa raha. Pehle toh college ke baare me bohot baatein karta tha, ab toh chup rehta hai. Na doston ke saath ghoomta hai, na mujhe kuch batata hai," Shruti ne tension me kaha.
Rashmi ab aur bhi zyada chintit ho gayi thi. Ek maa ke liye apne bacche ka dukh dekhnese badi takleef koi nahi hoti. Lekin jab bhi woh Rohit se puchti, woh ya toh koi bahana bana leta ya chup reh jaata.
Par Rashmi yeh baat yahin chhodne wali nahi thi. Usse pata tha ki Rohit ke saath kuch serious ho raha hai, aur chahe kuch bhi ho jaye, woh apne bete ko is dukh se bahar nikalke rahegi.
Rashmi ki chinta din-ba-din badhti ja rahi thi. Rohit ki aankhon ki udaasi, uska chup rehna, college ka naam tak na lena—yeh sab kuch ek maa se chhup nahi sakta tha. Usse andaza ho gaya tha ki kuch bahut serious ho raha hai, jo Rohit bata nahi raha.
Ek raat, jab Rohit so chuka tha, Rashmi uske kamre me gayi. Uska mann bohot uljhan me tha, lekin ek maa hone ke nate, woh apne bete ka dukh aur bardasht nahi kar sakti thi. Uski nazar Rohit ke phone par padi, jo bed ke ek kone me pada tha.
Woh dheere se phone uthakar unlock karne ki sochne lagi. Lekin kya yeh sahi hoga? Uska dil usse keh raha tha ki agar Rohit se direct puchti, to woh phir chup reh jaata. Usse khud sach ka pata lagana padega.
Dheere-dheere usne screen unlock ki, aur jaise hi usne WhatsApp khola, uska dil ek pal ke liye thama sa reh gaya.
Ek group chat me Mannu aur Aman ke messages bhare pade the:
Jab usne video play kiya, to uske pairon tale zameen khisak gayi. Aayushi aur Mannu… ek ghatiya aur ashleel tareeke se… Yeh sab dekhkar Rashmi ki aankhon me aansu aa gaye.
Uska beta kitna bada dukh jhel raha tha! Ek taraf uska pyaar uske samne hi tod diya gaya, doosri taraf college me usko har din beizzat kiya ja raha tha! Aur bechara Rohit sab kuch andar hi andar seh raha tha, kisi se kuch keh bhi nahi raha.
Rashmi ke haath kaanp rahe the. Uska gussa, dukh aur bezubaan takleef ek saath phoot padi. Usse samajh nahi aa raha tha ki ab kya kare? Kis se baat kare? Apne bete ke saath ye sab hone diya, yeh sochkar hi uska dil tut gaya.
Lekin ek baat to tay thi—yeh sab aur nahi chalega. Uske bete ko jo bhi takleef di gayi thi, ab uska jawab milega.
Rashmi ka gussa ab uski hadh paar kar chuka tha. Uska beta itne dukh se guzar raha tha, aur woh ab aur chup nahi reh sakti thi. Aaj woh un do ladko—Mannu aur Aman—ko unki jagah dikhakar rahegi.
Agle din, jab college ka chhutti ka time hua, Rashmi college ke gate ke paas khadi ho gayi. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha, lekin uski aankhon me sirf ek cheez thi—insaf. Jaise hi Mannu aur Aman college se nikle, Rashmi unke samne ja kar khadi ho gayi.
"Mannu! Aman!" Uska awaaz thodi tez thi, jisme ek maa ka gussa saaf dikh raha tha. Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha, phir Rashmi ki taraf muskurate hue badhe. "Aunty, aap yahan?" Mannu ne halki si hasi ke saath kaha. Aman bhi dheere se hansa.
Rashmi ne bina kisi sharm ke seedha sawaal kiya, "Mujhe pata hai tum dono ne mere bete ke saath kya kiya hai." Aman ne thoda surprised hone ka natak kiya, "Kya kiya hai, aunty?"
"Mujhse natak mat karo!" Rashmi ka gussa ab phootne wala tha. "Tum dono ne uska jeena mushkil kar diya hai. Har roz use torture karte ho, aur jo video bheja hai, uska matlab samajhte ho?" Mannu ne apni jeb me haath dala aur ek fakr bhari smile di. "Aunty, aapko itna tension lene ki zaroorat nahi hai. Yeh sab toh college life ka hissa hai."
"Hissa?!" Rashmi ka dil jal raha tha. "Ek ladki ko istamaal karna, ek ladke ko har din maarna—yeh tumhare liye mazaak hai?" Aman ne thoda aage badhkar bola, "Dekhiye aunty, aapka beta agar weak hai, to usme humari kya galti? Yeh duniya sirf strong logo ki hoti hai."
Rashmi ne uski aankhon me ghoor kar dekha. Yeh ladke sirf bully nahi, balki zalim the. Unhe koi sharam nahi thi, koi pachtava nahi. Lekin Rashmi haar nahi manne wali thi. Woh Maa thi. Aur jab ek Maa ladne uthti hai, to koi bhi uska saamna nahi kar sakta.
Rashmi ka gussa dheere-dheere thoda pighalne laga. Pehle usse laga tha ki Mannu aur Aman sirf ghamandi aur zalim ladke hain, jinhe doosron ki takleef se koi fark nahi padta. Lekin ab usne ek aur tasveer dekhi—ek aisi sachchai jo shayad inse bhi chhupi thi.
“Tumhare maa-baap ne tumhe yehi sikhaya hai?” Rashmi ne thoda naram lekin thos awaaz me poocha.
Mannu ka chehra ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya. Aman bhi peechhe hat gaya. Pehli baar un dono ki aankhon me ek ajeeb si bechaini dikh rahi thi.
Aman ne thoda sakt shabdon me kaha, “Hume sikhane wala kaun hai, aunty?”
Rashmi ne aankhein chhoti kar ke unhe dekha. “Tumhare maa-baap ne kuch nahi sikhaya?”
Mannu ne ek kadak hasi hansi, lekin usme dukh chhupa tha. "Maa nahi hai, aunty. Aur jo baap hai, uske paas humare liye time nahi hai."
Rashmi ka dil ek dum pighal gaya. Ek pal ke liye usne socha, “Kya yeh sirf bigde hue ladke hain, ya phir yeh bhi kisi dukh ka shikar hain?”
Aman bhi aage bada, "Papa sirf paisa kamata hai. Kabhi humse poocha tak nahi ki hum kya feel karte hain. Koi tension lega hi nahi to hum bhi kisi ki tension kyu lein?"
Ek dum Rashmi ko samajh aaya—yeh dono sirf bully nahi the, balki khud bhi emotional deprivation se guzar rahe the. Ek maa ka pyaar inhone dekha hi nahi tha. Ek ghar jaisa ghar inke liye sirf ek jagah thi, ek ehsaas nahi.
Rashmi ne un dono ko ghoor kar dekha, "Tum dono jaante bhi ho dukh kya hota hai, na? Tumhe shayad pata bhi nahi ki tum jo kar rahe ho, uska dukh kitna gehra hai kyunki tum khud bhi kabhi pyar ya care mehsoos nahi kar paye."
Rashmi ne ek gehri saans li aur thodi der tak Aman aur Mannu ko dekhti rahi. Unke chehre par ab bhi ek ajeeb si shaitani muskurahat thi, lekin uske peeche ek adhoora sa dukh bhi chhupa tha.
“Main tum dono ke liye kya kar sakti hoon?” Rashmi ne sidhe sidhe poocha.
Aman aur Mannu ek doosre ki taraf dekhar muskuraye. Yeh ek aisa mauka tha jiska faayda woh uthana chahte the. Pehli baar unhe koi maa jaisa pyaar de raha tha, aur saath hi yeh ek naya, naughty idea bhi tha jo unke dimaag me aaya.
Mannu ne halka sa haath ghumate hue kaha, “Bas aunty, hume thoda time dijiye. Aapke jaise maa ka pyaar hume kabhi nahi mila. Agar aap humare saath time bita sakti hain, humare liye khana bana sakti hain, toh shayad hum bhi sudhar sakte hain.”
Aman bhi bol pada, “Haan aunty, hum bas chahte hain ki aap humse baat karein, hume samjhein… Jaise ek maa apne bachon ko samajhti hai.”
Rashmi ko unki baat me ek ajnabi si maasoomiyat mehsoos hui, lekin saath hi ek ajeeb si bechaini bhi. Yeh ladke college ke sabse bade bully the, aur ab ekdum se maa ka pyaar maang rahe the?
Lekin agar sach me yeh unki kami thi, toh kya ek maa hone ke naate Rashmi ko unki madad nahi karni chahiye?
Usne dheere se haan me sir hila diya, “Theek hai, main tum dono ke liye khana banaungi, tumse baat karungi. Lekin ek shart hai—tum dono Rohit ko tang karna band karoge.”
Aman aur Mannu ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha, unki muskurahat aur bhi gehri ho gayi.
Kya Rashmi ne sahi faisla liya, ya phir woh ek nayi chaal ka shikaar hone wali thi?
Rashmi ne kuch din se notice kiya tha ki Rohit bilkul badal gaya hai. Pehle jo hamesha haste-khelte ghar aata tha, ab chupchaap apne kamre me chala jata. Na pehle jaisa excitement tha, na koi mazaak-masti. Uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si udaasi thi, jaise woh andar hi andar kuch bada jhel raha ho.
Ek shaam, jab Rohit college se aaya, to Rashmi ne usko roka. "Beta, ek minute ruk," usne pyaar se kaha. Rohit ruk gaya, lekin uske chehre pe koi emotions nahi the.
"Tu theek hai na?" Rashmi ne uske sir par haath rakha.
"Haan Maa, main bilkul theek hoon," Rohit ne jaldi se kaha aur apna bag uthakar seedha apne kamre me chala gaya.
Lekin Rashmi ka mann nahi maanta tha. Usko mehsoos ho raha tha ki Rohit kuch chhupa raha hai, ki uske andar koi dukh hai jo woh share nahi kar raha. Ek maa apne bachon ke chehre se sab samajh leti hai, aur Rashmi bhi jaanti thi ki yeh koi chhoti baat nahi hai.
Usne Shruti se bhi pucha, "Tujhe pata hai, tera bhai itna udaas kyun rehta hai?"
"Maa, mujhe bhi samajh nahi aa raha. Pehle toh college ke baare me bohot baatein karta tha, ab toh chup rehta hai. Na doston ke saath ghoomta hai, na mujhe kuch batata hai," Shruti ne tension me kaha.
Rashmi ab aur bhi zyada chintit ho gayi thi. Ek maa ke liye apne bacche ka dukh dekhnese badi takleef koi nahi hoti. Lekin jab bhi woh Rohit se puchti, woh ya toh koi bahana bana leta ya chup reh jaata.
Par Rashmi yeh baat yahin chhodne wali nahi thi. Usse pata tha ki Rohit ke saath kuch serious ho raha hai, aur chahe kuch bhi ho jaye, woh apne bete ko is dukh se bahar nikalke rahegi.
Rashmi ki chinta din-ba-din badhti ja rahi thi. Rohit ki aankhon ki udaasi, uska chup rehna, college ka naam tak na lena—yeh sab kuch ek maa se chhup nahi sakta tha. Usse andaza ho gaya tha ki kuch bahut serious ho raha hai, jo Rohit bata nahi raha.
Ek raat, jab Rohit so chuka tha, Rashmi uske kamre me gayi. Uska mann bohot uljhan me tha, lekin ek maa hone ke nate, woh apne bete ka dukh aur bardasht nahi kar sakti thi. Uski nazar Rohit ke phone par padi, jo bed ke ek kone me pada tha.
Woh dheere se phone uthakar unlock karne ki sochne lagi. Lekin kya yeh sahi hoga? Uska dil usse keh raha tha ki agar Rohit se direct puchti, to woh phir chup reh jaata. Usse khud sach ka pata lagana padega.
Dheere-dheere usne screen unlock ki, aur jaise hi usne WhatsApp khola, uska dil ek pal ke liye thama sa reh gaya.
Ek group chat me Mannu aur Aman ke messages bhare pade the:
- "Bechara Rohit, teri toh puri duniya hi loot gayi!"
- "Girlfriend ka asli maza toh ab mujhe mil raha hai!"
- "Tu sirf dekhta reh, aur royega."
Jab usne video play kiya, to uske pairon tale zameen khisak gayi. Aayushi aur Mannu… ek ghatiya aur ashleel tareeke se… Yeh sab dekhkar Rashmi ki aankhon me aansu aa gaye.
Uska beta kitna bada dukh jhel raha tha! Ek taraf uska pyaar uske samne hi tod diya gaya, doosri taraf college me usko har din beizzat kiya ja raha tha! Aur bechara Rohit sab kuch andar hi andar seh raha tha, kisi se kuch keh bhi nahi raha.
Rashmi ke haath kaanp rahe the. Uska gussa, dukh aur bezubaan takleef ek saath phoot padi. Usse samajh nahi aa raha tha ki ab kya kare? Kis se baat kare? Apne bete ke saath ye sab hone diya, yeh sochkar hi uska dil tut gaya.
Lekin ek baat to tay thi—yeh sab aur nahi chalega. Uske bete ko jo bhi takleef di gayi thi, ab uska jawab milega.
Rashmi ka gussa ab uski hadh paar kar chuka tha. Uska beta itne dukh se guzar raha tha, aur woh ab aur chup nahi reh sakti thi. Aaj woh un do ladko—Mannu aur Aman—ko unki jagah dikhakar rahegi.
Agle din, jab college ka chhutti ka time hua, Rashmi college ke gate ke paas khadi ho gayi. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha, lekin uski aankhon me sirf ek cheez thi—insaf. Jaise hi Mannu aur Aman college se nikle, Rashmi unke samne ja kar khadi ho gayi.
"Mannu! Aman!" Uska awaaz thodi tez thi, jisme ek maa ka gussa saaf dikh raha tha. Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha, phir Rashmi ki taraf muskurate hue badhe. "Aunty, aap yahan?" Mannu ne halki si hasi ke saath kaha. Aman bhi dheere se hansa.
Rashmi ne bina kisi sharm ke seedha sawaal kiya, "Mujhe pata hai tum dono ne mere bete ke saath kya kiya hai." Aman ne thoda surprised hone ka natak kiya, "Kya kiya hai, aunty?"
"Mujhse natak mat karo!" Rashmi ka gussa ab phootne wala tha. "Tum dono ne uska jeena mushkil kar diya hai. Har roz use torture karte ho, aur jo video bheja hai, uska matlab samajhte ho?" Mannu ne apni jeb me haath dala aur ek fakr bhari smile di. "Aunty, aapko itna tension lene ki zaroorat nahi hai. Yeh sab toh college life ka hissa hai."
"Hissa?!" Rashmi ka dil jal raha tha. "Ek ladki ko istamaal karna, ek ladke ko har din maarna—yeh tumhare liye mazaak hai?" Aman ne thoda aage badhkar bola, "Dekhiye aunty, aapka beta agar weak hai, to usme humari kya galti? Yeh duniya sirf strong logo ki hoti hai."
Rashmi ne uski aankhon me ghoor kar dekha. Yeh ladke sirf bully nahi, balki zalim the. Unhe koi sharam nahi thi, koi pachtava nahi. Lekin Rashmi haar nahi manne wali thi. Woh Maa thi. Aur jab ek Maa ladne uthti hai, to koi bhi uska saamna nahi kar sakta.
Rashmi ka gussa dheere-dheere thoda pighalne laga. Pehle usse laga tha ki Mannu aur Aman sirf ghamandi aur zalim ladke hain, jinhe doosron ki takleef se koi fark nahi padta. Lekin ab usne ek aur tasveer dekhi—ek aisi sachchai jo shayad inse bhi chhupi thi.
“Tumhare maa-baap ne tumhe yehi sikhaya hai?” Rashmi ne thoda naram lekin thos awaaz me poocha.
Mannu ka chehra ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya. Aman bhi peechhe hat gaya. Pehli baar un dono ki aankhon me ek ajeeb si bechaini dikh rahi thi.
Aman ne thoda sakt shabdon me kaha, “Hume sikhane wala kaun hai, aunty?”
Rashmi ne aankhein chhoti kar ke unhe dekha. “Tumhare maa-baap ne kuch nahi sikhaya?”
Mannu ne ek kadak hasi hansi, lekin usme dukh chhupa tha. "Maa nahi hai, aunty. Aur jo baap hai, uske paas humare liye time nahi hai."
Rashmi ka dil ek dum pighal gaya. Ek pal ke liye usne socha, “Kya yeh sirf bigde hue ladke hain, ya phir yeh bhi kisi dukh ka shikar hain?”
Aman bhi aage bada, "Papa sirf paisa kamata hai. Kabhi humse poocha tak nahi ki hum kya feel karte hain. Koi tension lega hi nahi to hum bhi kisi ki tension kyu lein?"
Ek dum Rashmi ko samajh aaya—yeh dono sirf bully nahi the, balki khud bhi emotional deprivation se guzar rahe the. Ek maa ka pyaar inhone dekha hi nahi tha. Ek ghar jaisa ghar inke liye sirf ek jagah thi, ek ehsaas nahi.
Rashmi ne un dono ko ghoor kar dekha, "Tum dono jaante bhi ho dukh kya hota hai, na? Tumhe shayad pata bhi nahi ki tum jo kar rahe ho, uska dukh kitna gehra hai kyunki tum khud bhi kabhi pyar ya care mehsoos nahi kar paye."
Rashmi ne ek gehri saans li aur thodi der tak Aman aur Mannu ko dekhti rahi. Unke chehre par ab bhi ek ajeeb si shaitani muskurahat thi, lekin uske peeche ek adhoora sa dukh bhi chhupa tha.
“Main tum dono ke liye kya kar sakti hoon?” Rashmi ne sidhe sidhe poocha.
Aman aur Mannu ek doosre ki taraf dekhar muskuraye. Yeh ek aisa mauka tha jiska faayda woh uthana chahte the. Pehli baar unhe koi maa jaisa pyaar de raha tha, aur saath hi yeh ek naya, naughty idea bhi tha jo unke dimaag me aaya.
Mannu ne halka sa haath ghumate hue kaha, “Bas aunty, hume thoda time dijiye. Aapke jaise maa ka pyaar hume kabhi nahi mila. Agar aap humare saath time bita sakti hain, humare liye khana bana sakti hain, toh shayad hum bhi sudhar sakte hain.”
Aman bhi bol pada, “Haan aunty, hum bas chahte hain ki aap humse baat karein, hume samjhein… Jaise ek maa apne bachon ko samajhti hai.”
Rashmi ko unki baat me ek ajnabi si maasoomiyat mehsoos hui, lekin saath hi ek ajeeb si bechaini bhi. Yeh ladke college ke sabse bade bully the, aur ab ekdum se maa ka pyaar maang rahe the?
Lekin agar sach me yeh unki kami thi, toh kya ek maa hone ke naate Rashmi ko unki madad nahi karni chahiye?
Usne dheere se haan me sir hila diya, “Theek hai, main tum dono ke liye khana banaungi, tumse baat karungi. Lekin ek shart hai—tum dono Rohit ko tang karna band karoge.”
Aman aur Mannu ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha, unki muskurahat aur bhi gehri ho gayi.
Kya Rashmi ne sahi faisla liya, ya phir woh ek nayi chaal ka shikaar hone wali thi?
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