Saturday, May 19, 2012

Aaj Paani Nehi Ayega


Aaj Paani Nehi Ayega



           "Pani Pani khare pani re, nanomen bhar jaye neende khali kar Jaye". Nano men toh bhara nehi par han neende kharap zaroor kar diya. Bolte hain kisiki ki kimat, kisi ki ehemiyat jab wo pass na ho toh pata chalta hai. Sach men jo cheez aram se mil jata hai usko hum puchte nehi hai, jisko bade mehenat se milta hai usko hum jada ehemiyat dete hain.

     Ek garmi  masoom ka din ki baat kar rahi hoon. Bahot garmi thi ishbaar. Subhe che baje bhi dopeher ka dhoop nikal jata tha. Roz roz ish liye subhe uthke jaldi department chali jati thi taki jada dhoop men muhje nikal na pade. Dost log heran paresan ho jate the. Puchthe the itni subha tum department men kya karte ho. Actually, mere dost logon ka uthne ka time mere time se bahot alag tha. Actually mera timing pura IIT bando ke timing se alag tha. Yahan bande 12 baje uthe the..han yeh yeh alag baat hai ke agar class hai toh jaldi uthna padha tha bacho ko. Fir raat bhar jagte rehete the. Subhe 5 am baje jab morning walk ka time hota hai, jab bacho ka son eke time hota hai. Agar yeh pucho ke Kya karte hain raat bhar toh kahin jawab milenge-B.tech (Productof IIT) wale yahan ke saan hain, wo logon ka time reheat hai padne ka , koi facebook, koi padhai library men, koi girl friend ke sath, koi group men masti. Han sirf b.tech kyun Mtech(By-Product)  and PhD (Waste Product) wale bhi samil hai. Mtech/MBA bale bhi bahi karte hain.PhD log apne lab men busy. Koi raat ko 2.2 lagate the, koi beth ke baa, koi skype men apne boyfriend se baat.Agar koi festival ka time ho toh IIT ke raat din baan jata tha. KOi veggies men, koi ghan ghosh, koi main building ke samne gol chakr men bethke doston ke sath waqt gurte rahe hain.  Mera bhi mann karta tha ke men bhi ek baar pura raat jagke IIT ka nazara dekhun. Par hua nehi. Toh men yeh bol rahi thi, ki ese raat gujar thi aur logon ka late hota tha.Jo jaldi uth jate the, unko abnormal sochte the yeh log. IIT ke category men nehi hain. Jo bhi ho adat toh adat hai, men jaldi uth jati thi, agar kabhi padhai ho toh late nehi toh winter ka season ho toh late. Winter men blanket men sona, janat jaise lagta hai. Abhi garmi men lekin jada neend nehi ati. Abhi student life men AC toh milega bhi nehi, milna bhi nehi chahiye kyun ke sara time fir sone men chala jata. Subhe ke 6am hota nehi automatically neend khul jati thi. Room men jo khidi hai, ushmen se tez dhoop chehere pe padta tha.Mobile pe diya hua alaram sunai nehi deta tha , par lagta tha, suraj ji alaram ka kaam kar the the.

         Ankhon men neend bhara hua tha, ankhe khone ko mann nehi karta tha ush din. Par garmi men room me andar bed pe aur raha nehi gaya. Mann kar rah tha ke nahake firse so jayun. Neend maharaj ko bhaaga ne ke liye wash room gayi apni face dhone. Ankhon men pani padega toh neend khool jayegi. Ache se mun dho liye. Brush bhi karli. Fir nahne ke liye nikli toh pani band. Muhje laga thode der men paani aajayega. Men as usual apni laptop open kiya. Aaj kal yeh esi adat ho gayi hai ke pucho maat. Bash sone ke time band reheta hai laptop-sleep mode pe.fir meri bagal room men rehene wali friend puchi paani nehi aaraha hai, mene bola nehi. Ushne kahan toh muhje jagaya kyun nehi, paani jab aaratha hum log naha sakte the, paani rakh sate the. Mere dimag men yeh khayal tab nehi aya tha,sayad adhi neend men thi. Fir pura hostel ki chaan maari.

          Kuch solution mile ishliye pehele hostel ki group mail men mail kiya, maintenance secretary ko, bbad men pata chala ki ,sirf hamere block B men nehi  C men bhi nehi arah hai.Kuch kuch jag ape bash pine ka paani hai. Mene mere wahi wingmate ko bulake thirs floor se pine ke paani bhar diye aur dhunde ke A block ki bathroom men naha lie. Hostel men hangama ho gaya tha tab-subhe 9.30 am 10 am ke around.jinte bhi bottle tha room pe bhar liye. Baki hostel li ladkiyan bhi bahi kar rahi thi. Koi koi yeh bhi bole ke un logon ko kal se pata tha, koi koi bole inda men pipe fat gaya hai, koi bole do din tak paani nehi ayega. Yeh sab sunke hum log bucket men paani store kane ki soche. Par ek block se durse block pani lana, baot hi halat kharap ho gayi. Jab paani bhar ke lati thi, agar meri wingmate kuch gira deti thi, ushko turant bolti thi ..dekh tu ek boond bhi maat girana. Tab ek boond bhi samandar ki tarah lagta tha.

         Ush din bash ek item banake khaye.khicdi, ek bartan men share karke khaye,kyun ke done ke liye paani kahan se layen. Nahana bhi 1 balti se hogaya. Minimum use of water. Tab pata chala ke paani ka kimat kitna anmol hai. Hum log bhool jate hain ke paani ek din khatam ho jayega, kitne bimari fel jayega, pine ko paani nehi milega, janbaar aur insaan ki halat ek jaise ho jayega, paani kharid na padega, sayad kitne jhagde karne padenge, stock price ki tarah paani ki price up and down hote rahenge, aur hamere heart beats bhi up and down honge. Nahana toh door ki baat hai, pine ko nehi milega. Ped pode murjha jayenge. Aur ped pdhe nehi rahenege toh hum bhi kahan ish dunya men ji payenge. Sayad ek boond paani ke liye bahot sare bibad khade ho jayenge.

    "Aaj Paani Nehi Ayega" ek din men yeh sunke agar itna ho halla maach gaya socho yeh agar roz ki baat huyi toh kya hoga. Ish liye ek ache nagneek ki tarah hame yeh yaad rakhna chahiye ke boond boond men zingegi hai, aur yeh zindgei apne hatho men hai, hum apne ane bale zindegi kaisa hoga. Khud taya karenge. Apni thodi si adat sudhar ke. Naal se paani behete huye nehi chode, jab zarrorat ho tab naal khole. Nahane ke time balti men bhake rakhe, behe huye na chode. Jo bhi paani ka istamal karo, thoda carefully karko.  Hamare ane wale generation yeh na bole "Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink"



Ajnabi Dost



Ajnabi Dost

(The image is a digital art done by me. It is a symbol of friendship)


Rail gadi rail gadi chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk
Beech bale station bole rukh rukh rukh rukh rukh rukh
Tadak bhadak lohe ki sadak ; Wahaan se yahaan yahaan se wahaan
Mangalore Bangalore bangalore mangalore
Chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo chhooo

Ashok kumar ki yeh gaana yaad aagayi, jab wo Train ki humsafar ki yaad ayi, woh ek dost ki yaad ayi. Banglaore hi ja rahi thi men. Ek conference tha IISc Bangalore men. Bese dekha jaye hum PhD logon ka kaam hi wahi hai, apne kaam ka exhibition karte rahena. Exhibition ki tarah value lagaya nehi jata, par han ache kaam ka sanman kiya zaroor jata hai.  Toh wo conference ke liye jana tha. Yeh baat pehele ghar men boli thi. Har baar ki tarah ish baar bhi mummy ka pehela question –“beta tum akele kaise jaoge? Muhje toh neend nahi ayegi. Koi tumhare sath ja rahe hain department se”. Aur mera har baar ki tarah ek hi answer-“ nahi mama men akele ja rahi hoon. Kuch problem nehi hoga. Men chali jaungi. Pehele bhi toh gayi hoon” . kabhi kabhi sochti hoon yeh mummy log itna darte kyun hai, abhi toh hum bade ho gaye hain. Par maa toh maa hi hain. Sayad khud maa baneke baad hi ish raaz ka pata hame chelega ke kyun bo itna pyar karte hain bacho se. Kher kuch din ke baad, registrations fees bhar diya aur ticket karna baki tha, mummy ne bola ki wo muhje akele jane nehi degi aur mere sath jayegi. Mene unka bhi tickets karwa diya. Kuch din men hum log nikal pade Bangalore. Akele jati toh koi paresani nehi hoti, but abhi mummy meri responsibility lag rahi thi. Hum log baaten karte huye, gaana sunte huye ja rahe the. Agal bagal men bhi ache co passenger the. Mummy ki achi dosti ho gayi thi. Wo baat kar rahe the. Men apni kitawob men khoyi huyi thi. Sayad koi story book padh rahi thi. Muhje books padha bahot achha lagta hai. Mazak men bhai behen shaadi men books gift denge chidate rehete hain.bhai behen ka fundamental right hai bol sakte hain apas men tang chichai karna. Men apni duniya men khoyi huyi thi aur mummy apni. Beech beeech men aur mummy baat karte the, bahar ke nazare dekh rahe the, chatpati snacks ka maza le rahe the, achanak ek jann ake puchne lage men IISc ja rahi hoon ya nehi. Mene han boli. Fir baat karna suru kar diye. Han jaise koi stranger ke sath baat karte hain, bese formality maintain karke baat chal raha tha. English men suru hogaya tha apne apne Phd life ki kahani doono ki jubani. Wo bhi conference men ja rahe the. Mummy odiya language men puchi ke men ishe janti hoon ya nehi. Wo sochi ki wo mere classmate hain. Mummy ko samjayi ki wo XIMB men Phd kar rahe hain. Pehele sochi ki wo oriya hain par wo Allabad ke rehene bale the. Baat wahot samay tak chal raha tha.Par men jada baat nehi kar rahi thi. Muhje thoda logon pe jaldi bharosa nehi ata. Dheere dheere waqt guzar gaya. Bangalore station karreb aaraha tha, wo ake puche milke conference venue men jane ko. Mene han kar di. Mummy boli tum jante nehi ho, firbhi kaise han kardi. Mene mummy ko samjhai koi baat nehi, wo bhi ek participant hain. Hum logon pahanch gaye, Venue men. Wo bahot help kiye, venue men pahochne men. Next day conference tha. Mera tabiyat thi nehi lag raha tha, par men padhai karna start kiya, but mummy bore ho jayegi sochke baat ki. Wo ghar ko miss kar rahi thi. Next day conference men gaye. Sab thik thak chal raha tha. Wo train ke stranger abhi thoda dost ban gaye the. Sham ke time pata chala unko best paper ki award mila hai. Mummy khush ho gayi ke jiske sath hum milke aye jisko jante the un ko prize mil raha hai. Sab mummy papa ko wahi pasand hai, jo achha padte hain. Mummy ki mun se ush ajnabi dost ki padhai ki tareef sunke muhje bhi mann huya ki men prize leti toh mummy badi khush hoti. Sham hogaya, dinner ke time fir mile ush ajnabi dost se. Baat chit ke silse chalti rahi. Mere chehere pe smile tha as usual, but andar se kuch achha nehi lag raha tha.Syad fever ho gaya tha. Tez bukhar hai, agar yeh bolungi toh mummy ko tension ho jayega. Yeh sochke kuch nehi boli. Fir pabas guest house chale gaye. Chalne ki takat bhi nehi tha. Mera chehera dekhke mummy ko pata chal gaya ki mera tabiyat thik nehi hai. Tension men agayi. Men so gayi raat ko, lekin sayad mummy so nehi payi raat bhar, subhe mummy ush ajnabi dost ko phone ki and wo log kuch arrange kiye doctor jene ke liye. Subhe jab jagi toh dekha wo dost samne khae hoke bol rahe hain “bukhar ke sath dosti maat kijiye” mazak ke mood men the sayad. Bada help kiye the. Abhi wo ajnabi dost sirf dost ban gaye the. Jo mummy har time kahin jane se pehele muhje bolti thi, kisi ajnabi se baat maat karna, wo khud ish train ki humsaf ki tareef karne lagi thi. Sach hi toh hai, aaj kal apno se umeed nehi ka sakte, wo toh anjabi hoke bhi bahot sath diye musibaat ke time.

Jaise Samander men leher ate jate hain
Zindegi men bahot sare logon ate jate hain
Kuch ajnabi banke rehe jate hain
Kuch humsafar dost ke naam se rehe jate hain

About Leepsa...writer by chance but write by choice

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Chandler, Arizona, India
N. M. Leepsa is a young writer, teacher researcher, painter. She was born in 1985 in Bhubaneswar, India’s eastern state of Odisha. Her parents Nabaghan Jena(Father ) and Madhabika Jena(Mother) raised her with utmost care to give her higher education and support her achieve whatever academic credentials. She did her schooling at the Children’s Centre of Integral Education, Bhubaneswar, Odisha. She attended Ramadevi Women’s College (B.Com), Utkal University (M.Com);Ravenshaw University (M.Phil) for her college studies. After this, she was inspired to pursue her PhD from Vinod Gupta School of Management, Indian Institute of Technology Kharagpur. Completing her studies, she joined as faculty of finance in LMT School of Management, Thapar University, Patiala, Punjab and then worked at School of Management, National Institute of Technology, Rourkela, Odisha. She is currently pursuing her professional courses at Grand Canyon University, USA. She can be reached at • Email: leepsa.writer@gmail.com, • Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/Leepsa.writer • Blog: http://nmleepsa.blogspot.com/.

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