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Ab Baat Karte Hain Mere Jeevan ke sabse dukhad pahlu ki,  Mata-Pita Aur Bhaiyon Ki!

Doston, aam taur par kisi bhi kahani mein writer sabse pehle apne lead character ka introduction deta hai. Uske baad uske mata-pita, bhai-behen aur parivar ke doosre sadasyon ka parichay karwata hai.

Lekin meri kahani thodi alag hai!

Ab tak maine aapko apne Dadaji ke baare mein bataya. Aapko hamari haveli, hamare parivar ki virasat aur uske rehne ke tareeke se bhi rubaru karwaya..

Lekin doston, gaur kiya aapne?

Abhi tak maine apne mata-pita ka introduction hi nahi diya!

Aakhir kyun?

Kya main apne mata-pita ke baare mein batana bhool gaya? Ya phir meri zindagi mein unka koi mahatva hi nahi hai?

Nahi doston, aisa bilkul nahi hai. Wo mere mata-pita hain aur ye rishta meri zindagi ka hissa hai.

Lekin meri zindagi ki sachchai kuchh aisi rahi hai ki unke saath mera rishta wo nahi raha, jo aam taur par ek bachche aur uske mata-pita ke beech hota hai.

Aur isi liye, unka parichay dene se pehle aapko apne bachpan ka wo hissa batana zaroori hai, jo mere jeevan ka sabse takleefdeh hissa raha hai.

Chhe Saal Ki Umra Se Shuru Hui Ek Alag Zindagi

Doston, jab main sirf chhe saal ka tha, tab se lekar aaj tak mujhe apne mata-pita ka wo pyar nahi mila, jiski ummeed ek bachcha apne Maa-Baap se karta hai.

Aap sab jaante hain ki bachche ki duniya mein Maa-Baap ka sthan kitna khaas hota hai.

Bachcha girta hai, to use uthaya jaata hai. Wo rota hai, to use chup karaya jaata hai. Use kisi baat ka dar lagta hai, to wo apne mata-pita ke paas jaakar sukoon talaashta hai.

Lekin meri zindagi mein ye sab kuchh us tarah nahi hua, jis tarah aam taur par kisi bachche ki zindagi mein hota hai.

Chhe saal ki umra se hi meri dekhbhal ki zimmedari mukhya roop se mere Dadaji, Thakur Baldev Singh, mere chachashree Vikram aur meri chachi Sandhya sambhalte aa rahe hain.

Meri zarooraton ka dhyan rakhna, mujhe sambhalna, meri parvarish karna aur meri zindagi ki chhoti-badi baaton mein saath dena—ye sab unhone kiya.

Doston, main aaj jo kuchh bhi apne bachpan ke baare mein bata raha hun, usmein in teeno ka yogdan bahut bada hai.

Khaaskar mere Dadaji ka!

Unhone mujhe sirf apne pote ki tarah nahi sambhala, balki meri parvarish mein wo zimmedari bhi uthayi, jiski ummeed aam taur par bachche apne mata-pita se karte hain.

Mere liye wo sirf Dadaji nahi the. Wo mere margdarshak, mere rakshak aur mere jeevan ke sabse bharosemand insaan the.

Mere chachashree Vikram aur chachi Sandhya ne bhi meri dekhbhal mein apna yogdan diya.

Unka saath mere bachpan ka ek aham hissa raha hai.

Yu to dadaji ne mujhe itna strong banaya tha, sharirik aur manshik roop se bhi, fir bhi, kabhi kabhi mera man mujhse ye sawal jarur karta tha, ki aakhir kyun, mere maa baap mujhse baat nhi karte..

Kyun ki doston, ek bachche ko sirf khana, kapde aur rehne ki jagah hi nahi chahiye hoti. Use apnepan ka ehsaas bhi chahiye hota hai.

Aur mata-pita ke pyar ki kami ko doosre logon ka pyar kuchh had tak kam zaroor kar sakta hai, lekin us rishte ki jagah poori tarah nahi le sakta.

Meri zindagi ki ye ek aisi sachchai thi, jiske saath mujhe bachpan se hi jeena pada.

Mere Mata-Pita — Ek Aisa Rishta Jismein Doori Hi Doori Thi

Doston, ab aap soch rahe honge ki aakhir mere mata-pita kahan the? Wo mujhse alag kyun the? Aur unhone meri dekhbhal ki zimmedari Dadaji, Chacha aur Chachi par kyun chhod di?

In sawalon ke jawab kahani mein aage aayenge.

Filhaal main aapko apne anubhav ke baare mein batata hun.

Mere mata-pita ki taraf se mujhe wo lagaav nahi mila, jiski mujhe zaroorat thi. 

Unhe meri rozmarra ki zindagi, meri bhavnaon aur mere man ki baaton se koi khaas matlab nahi tha.

Main unka beta tha, lekin unke vyavhar mein mujhe wo apnapan nazar nahi aata tha, jo ek bachche ko apne mata-pita se milna chahiye.

Aur jab ek bachcha apne hi mata-pita se doori mehsoos karta hai, to uske man mein kai sawal paida hote hain.

Kya mujhse koi galti hui hai?

Kya main unke liye mahatvapurn nahi hun?

Ya phir meri zindagi mein kuchh aisa hai, jiske baare mein mujhe abhi tak bataya nahi gaya?

Main us waqt chhota tha. In sawalon ke jawab dhoondhna mere bas ki baat nahi thi.

Isliye main apni zindagi mein aage badhta raha, apne Dadaji, Chacha aur Chachi ke sahare.

Lekin doston, mere bachpan ki pareshaniyan sirf mata-pita se doori tak hi simit nahi thin.

Ghar ke andar bhi kuchh aise rishte the, jahan mujhe apnapan milne ke bajay taane sunne padte the.

Tai Sushma Ka Vyavhar

Ab baat karte hain meri Tai Sushma ki, jo mere bade Tau Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur ki patni hain.

Doston, Tai ka mere prati vyavhar aksar achha nahi hota tha.

Wo mujhe kai baaton ko lekar taane de deti thin. Kabhi kisi chhoti si baat par, kabhi kisi zaroorat ko lekar aur kabhi aise maamlon mein, jahan mujhe lagta tha ki baat ko itna badhane ki zaroorat hi nahi thi.

Ab main us waqt pandrah saal ka tha. Itni umra mein bachcha apne aas-paas ke logon ke vyavhar ko samajhne lagta hai. Use pata chalne lagta hai ki kaun usse sach mein apnapan deta hai aur kaun sirf rishta hone ke kaaran uske saath juda hua hai.

Tai ke taane mujhe achhe nahi lagte the.

Lekin sabse zyada hairani mujhe is baat par hoti thi ki ghar mein aur log hone ke bawajood unhe kabhi roka nahi jaata tha.

Na unhe samjhaya jaata aur na hi unke vyavhar par koi khaas aitraaz jataya jaata.

Mujhe kabhi-kabhi lagta tha ki kya mere saath aisa vyavhar hona sabko saamanya lagta hai?

Kya kisi ko ye nazar nahi aata ki main bhi isi parivar ka bachcha hun?

Doston, Tai Sushma mere Dadaji se darti thin. Unke saamne wo mujhe taane dene ya mere prati kadwa vyavhar dikhane se bachti thin.

Lekin jab Dadaji saamne nahi hote, tab unka vyavhar badal jaata tha.

Mere chachashree Vikram aur chachi Sandhya bhi Tai ko zyada kuchh keh nahi paate the. Wo meri dekhbhal karte the, mujhe sambhalte the, lekin Tai ke saamne khulkar rok lagane ke maamle mein unki bhi apni seemayein thin.

Main unki paristhitiyon ko poori tarah samajhta tha ya nahi, ye alag baat hai. Lekin itna zaroor mehsoos karta tha ki mere liye awaaz uthana har kisi ke liye aasaan nahi tha.

Aur yahi mere bachpan ki ek aur sachchai thi.

Ek Bhavya Haveli, Lekin Har Rishte Mein Apnapan Nahi

Doston, ab aap hamari Thakur Villa ko bhi jaante hain.

Ek bada aur sundar gate, bhavya aangan, fountain, charpaiyan, nakkashidar deewarein aur pichhle hisse mein bana akhada.

Bahar se dekha jaye, to hamare ghar mein kisi cheez ki kami nazar nahi aati thi.

Parivar samriddh tha. Rehne ke liye jagah thi. Ghar mein buzurg the, parivar ke kai sadasya the aur apni-apni zimmedariyan nibhane wale log bhi the.

Lekin doston, kisi ghar ki asli khushi sirf uski deewaron, uski daulat ya uske rutbe se nahi hoti.

Ghar ki asli khoobsurti uske andar rehne wale logon ke vyavhar se hoti hai.

Aur mere liye Thakur Villa ek aisi jagah thi, jahan ek taraf Dadaji ka beinteha pyar tha, Chacha aur Chachi ki dekhbhal thi, to doosri taraf Tai ke taane aur apne mata-pita se judi ek gehri doori bhi thi.

Main apne Dadaji se bahut pyar karta tha. Unka saath mere liye sabse badi taakat tha.

Lekin unka pyar milne ke bawajood mere jeevan ka ek hissa aisa tha, jahan main apne mata-pita ki kami mehsoos karta tha.

Ab aap samajh sakte hain ki mere liye parivar ka matlab sirf khoon ka rishta nahi tha. Parivar ka matlab ye bhi tha ki mushkil samay mein kaun aapke saath khada hota hai, kaun aapki zarooraton ko samajhta hai aur kaun aapko apna samajhkar aapki dekhbhal karta hai.

Aur isi baat ko samajhte hue, ab main aapko apne mata-pita aur apne dono chhote bhaiyon se milwata hun.

Mere Pitashree — Kunwar Bhanu Pratap Singh Thakur


Naam — Kunwar Bhanu Pratap Singh Thakur
Umra — 44 varsh
Mukhya vyavsay — Dal Mill aur Kheti-Badi

Doston, mere Pitashree hamare Thakur parivar ke doosre bete hain. Jaise ki main aapko pehle bata chuka hun, hamari haveli ka beech wala hissa unke parivar ke hisse mein aata hai.

Vyavsay ki baat karein, to Pitashree ka mukhya kaam dal mill ka hai.

Unki ek achchhi-khaasi aur badi factory hai, jo paas ke hi ek behtar viksit gaon Bhanpur mein sthit hai.

Ye koi chhoti-moti chakki nahi, balki dalon ki processing karne wali ek achchhi factory hai, jahan alag-alag dalon ko process karke behtar quality ki premium dal taiyar ki jaati hai.

Factory mein kacche maal ki kharid, dalon ki processing, quality ka dhyan rakhna aur taiyar maal ko bazaar tak pahunchana jaise kaam hote hain.

Is tarah Pitashree ka vyavsay ek achchhi vyavsayik vyavastha ke saath chalta tha.

Dal mill ke alawa wo apne hisse ki kheti-badi par bhi dhyan dete the.

Hamare parivar mein kheti-badi ka apna alag mahatva tha. Zameen sirf aamdani ka zariya nahi, balki purani peedhiyon se judi virasat bhi thi.

Isliye Pitashree factory ke kaam ke saath apne kheton ki dekhbhal aur kheti se jude maamlon ko bhi mahatva dete the.

Ab doston, aap samajh sakte hain ki unke paas vyavsay aur kheti-badi dono ki zimmedariyan thin.

Lekin yahan ek baat hai jo meri kahani ko doosre parivaron ki kahani se alag banati hai.

Aam taur par jab hum kisi pita ke baare mein sunte hain, to hamare man mein ek aise insaan ki tasveer banti hai jo apne bachchon ke bhavishya ki chinta karta hai, unki zarooraton ka dhyan rakhta hai aur unke saath samay bitata hai.

Lekin mere jeevan mein Pitashree ke saath rishta kuchh alag raha.

Chhe saal ki umra se lekar aaj tak mujhe unka wo pyar aur apnapan mehsoos nahi hua, jiski ummeed ek bete ko apne pita se hoti hai.

Unki apni duniya thi, unka vyavsay tha aur unki apni zimmedariyan thin. Lekin meri zindagi mein unki maujoodgi ka ehsaas utna gehra nahi tha, jitna ek bachche ko apne pita ke saath hona chahiye.

Main unka beta tha, ye sach tha. Lekin sirf rishta hona aur us rishte ko apne vyavhar se mehsoos karwana, dono alag baatein hoti hain.

Mere liye ye antar bachpan se hi ek haqeeqat raha tha.

Aakhir is doori ki asli wajah kya thi? Iske peeche kya paristhitiyan thin? Aur mere parivar ke rishton mein aisa antar kaise paida hua?

In sawalon ke jawab aage ki kahani mein milenge.

Laxmi



Meri Maa — Laxmi Thakur
Naam — Laxmi Thakur
Umra — 42 varsh
Pesha — Grihini

Doston, meri Maa ka naam Laxmi Thakur hai.

Wo ek grihini hain aur ghar sambhalti hain. Ghar ki rozmarra ki vyavastha, gharelu zimmedariyan aur parivar se jude kaam unki dincharya ka hissa hain.

Aam taur par Maa ka naam lete hi bachpan ki mamta, laad-dular aur ek aise rishte ka khayal aata hai, jahan bachcha bina kisi jhijhak ke apni har baat keh sakta hai.

Lekin meri kahani mein is rishte ka anubhav bhi kuchh alag raha.

Jaise maine aapko pehle bataya, chhe saal ki umra se mujhe apni Maa ka wo pyar nahi mila, jiski mujhe zaroorat thi.

Meri dekhbhal ki zimmedari Dadaji, Chacha Vikram aur Chachi Sandhya sambhalte rahe. Mere bachpan ki rozmarra ki zindagi mein inhi logon ka saath zyada raha.

Maa ke saath mera rishta naam aur rishte se zaroor juda hua tha, lekin usmein wo apnapan nahi tha, jo ek bete aur Maa ke beech hona chahiye.

Doston, kisi rishte mein doori hone ka dard sirf is baat se nahi hota ki koi insaan paas nahi hai. Kabhi-kabhi insaan aas-paas hote hue bhi bhavnaon ke maamle mein bahut door hota hai.

Mere liye bhi ye ek aisa hi anubhav tha.

Main apni Maa ke man mein kya tha aur unke vyavhar ke peeche kya wajah thi, iska faisla bina poori kahani jaane nahi karna chahta.

Lekin apne bachpan ka anubhav aapse chhupa bhi nahi sakta.

Mere liye Maa aur Pitashree ka rishta ek aisi kami tha, jise mere Dadaji, Chacha aur Chachi ne apne pyar aur dekhbhal se kuchh had tak bharne ki koshish ki.

Mere Do Chhote Bhai — Abhimanyu Aur Ajit

Doston, ab baat karte hain mere dono chhote bhaiyon ki.

Mere parivar mein mujhse chhote do bhai hain.

1. Abhimanyu — 9 varsh



2. Ajit — 7 varsh


Saal 2008 mein main pandrah saal ka tha, Abhimanyu nau saal ka aur Ajit saat saal ka.

Yaani Abhimanyu mujhse chhe saal chhota tha, jabki Ajit mujhse aath saal chhota tha.

Dono abhi bachpan ke us daur mein the, jahan college, khel-kood aur duniya ko samajhne ki shuruaat hoti hai.

Jab main apni zindagi aur apne parivar ke rishton ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha, tab mere dono bhai abhi umra mein mujhse kaafi chhote the.

Unke saamne abhi zindagi ke bahut se anubhav aane baaki the.

Doston, mere aur mere bhaiyon ke beech ka rishta bhi meri kahani ka ek hissa hai. Lekin main unke man ki baaton ya unke anubhavon ke baare mein bina bataye kuchh nahi kehna chahta.

Filhaal itna hi samajh lijiye ki hum teenon ek hi parivar ka hissa the, lekin umra aur paristhitiyon ke maamle mein hamare beech kaafi antar tha.

Aur mata pita ki tarah hi dono bhai bhi mujhse during bana kar rakhte hai..

Aage chal kar aapko hamare parivar ke doosre rishton ke saath-saath mere dono chhote bhaiyon ke baare mein bhi aur jaanne ka mauka milega.

 Ek Parivar, Lekin Mere Liye Alag Hi Haqeeqat

Doston, ab aap mere parivar ke is hisse ko achchhi tarah jaan gaye honge.

Mere Pitashree Kunwar Bhanu Pratap Singh Thakur—dal mill ke vyavsay se jude hue vyakti, jo kheti-badi par bhi dhyan dete the.

Meri Maa Laxmi Thakur—ek grihini, jo ghar sambhalti thin.

Aur mere do chhote bhai—Abhimanyu aur Ajit.

Bahar se dekha jaye, to ye ek samriddh parivar ki tasveer lag sakti hai. Vyavsay tha, kheti-badi thi, rehne ke liye bhavya haveli thi aur parivar ke sadasya bhi the.

Lekin doston, meri kahani ki asli baat sirf ye nahi hai ki mere parivar ke paas kya-kya tha.

Asli baat ye hai ki itna bada parivar aur itni bhavya haveli hone ke bawajood, mere bachpan mein mere liye sabse bada sahara mere Dadaji, mere Chacha Vikram aur meri Chachi Sandhya hi rahe.

Meri zindagi mein unka yogdan bahut mahatvapurn tha.

Mere liye parivar ka matlab sirf khoon ka rishta nahi tha. Parivar ka matlab ye bhi tha ki mushkil samay mein kaun aapke saath khada hota hai, kaun aapki zarooraton ko samajhta hai aur kaun aapko apna samajhkar aapki dekhbhal karta hai.

Ye baat mujhe bachpan mein hi samajh aane lagi thi.

Lekin doston, meri kahani abhi yahin khatam nahi hoti.

Mere parivar mein har insaan ka apna swabhav tha, apni soch thi aur mere prati uska apna vyavhar tha.

Aage jab hum in rishton ki gehraai mein jayenge, to aap samajh payenge ki kis tarah ek hi haveli mein rehne wale logon ke beech bhi alag-alag tarah ke rishte ban sakte hain.

Aur main, Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur, isi parivar ke beech apni zindagi ka safar tay kar raha tha.

Ek aisa safar, jismein mere liye abhi bahut kuchh dekhna, samajhna aur seekhna baaki tha!

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