amritaa kee kuchh baaten unake kaagaj aur akshar kitaab se ........
najm, kahaanee yaa naaval, ek maadhyam hai, baat ko kahane kaa. amritaa kaa ek naaval thaa ‘dillee kee galiyaa’ jisakaa kiradaar naasir eka musavvira hai, aur ek akhabaar ke lie kaartoon bhee banaataa hai. usee ke ek kaartoon men, angrejee kaa ek profesar apane vidyaarthiyon se poochhataa hai, ‘aajakala kaun-saa lafj aam jindagee men sabase jyaadaa istemaal ho rahaa hai ?’’ to ek gnbheer vidyaarthee uthakar kahataa hai, ‘‘sah ! yah ‘aintee’ lafj hai, kyonki aajakal log aintee mairita hote jaa rahe hain, aintee vimain, aintee maaeend.’’bodhee gunpaa kee taraf se jab kisee kusooravaar ko sajaa dee jaatee hai, to vah pattharon par, mahaatmaabuddh ke shlok ankit karane kee sajaa hotee hai. vah kitane din, kitane maheene yaa kitane saal haath men hathaudaa-chhenee lekar, pattharon par vah shloka ankit karataa rahegaa usake kasoor kee gnbheerataa se tay hotaa hai.
mujhe lagataa hai muhabbat ne apane sunaharee gunpaa men baithakar, bodhee gunpaa kee tarah, mere lie bhee yahee sajaa sunaa dee aur shaayad mere tasavvur men meree muhabbat kaa kasoor bahut badaa hai, sngeen jurm, isalie pooree jindagee ke lie yaha sajaa mujhe dee gaee, aur main tamaam jindagee haath men kalam lekar, kaagajon par vahee likhatee rahee jo mere chintan kaa aur mere taravaiyut kaa faramaan thaa....
apane taravaiyut se meree muhabbat kaa rishtaa kyaa hai ? usee kee baat kahane ke lie kuchh pnktiyaan saamane aatee hain—
hamaare desh kee takaseem ke vakt bahut kuchh bhayaanak huaa. mere upanyaasa ‘daaktar dev’ ke kiradaar ko jab jkhmee logon kee maharam pattee ke lie bulaayaa jaataa hai to vah tadp kar kahataa hai, ‘‘manu ! kaun–saa munh lekar un jakhmiyon ke paas jaaoon ? ve kahenge—aaja insaan hamen pattee baandhane ke lie aayaa hai, inakee maraham pattee tab kahaan thee, jab raastaa chalate, isane peechhe se hamaaree peeth par chhuraa ghonp diyaa thaa ? kaatila kaa cheharaa bhee to mere chehare jaisaa rahaa hogaa.....’’
isee tarah ‘pinjar’ naaval kee pooro, do majhabon kee takkar men toota jaatee hai. lekin jaanatee hai ki nafarat ke daag ko, nafarat ke paanee se naheen dhoyaa jaa sakataa, aur jab donon deshon kee agavaashudaa ladkiyaan, apane-apane desh ko lautaaee jaatee hain, to pooro kahatee hai, ‘‘chaahe koee ladkee hindoo ho yaa musalamaan jo bhee apane thikaane par pahunch rahee hai, usee ke saath meree aatmaa bhee thikaane par pahunch rahee hai....’’aurat kee paakeejgee kaa taalluk, samaaj ne kabhee bhee, aurat ke man kee avasthaa se naheen pahachaanaa, hameshaa usake tan se jod diyaa. isee dard ko lekar mere ‘eriyal’ naaval kee kiradaar ainee ke alafaaj hain, ‘‘muhabbat aur vafaa aisee cheejen naheen hai, jo kisee begaanaa badan ke chhoote hee khatm ho jaaen. ho sakataa hai—paraae badan se gujr kar vah aura majboot ho jaaen jis tarah insaan mushkilon se gujr kar aur majboot ho jaataa hai.....’’
aurat aur mard kaa rishtaa aur kyaa ho sakataa thaa, main isee baat ko kahanaa chaahatee thee ki ek kahaanee likhee, ‘malikaa’. malikaa jab beemaar hai, sarakaaree aspataal men jaatee hai, to kaagajee kaarravaaee pooree karane ke lie daaktar poochhataa hai tumhaaree umr kyaa hogee ?
malikaa kahatee hai, ‘‘vahee, jab insaan har cheej ke baare men sochanaa shuroo karataa hai, aur fir sochataa hee chalaa jaataa hai.....’’
daaktar poochhataa hai, ‘‘tumhaare maalik kaa naama ?’’
malikaa kahatee hai, ‘‘ main ghadee yaa saaikil naheen, jo meraa maalik ho, main aurat hoon....’’
daaktar ghabaraakar kahataa hai, ‘‘meraa matalaba hai—tumhaare pati kaa naam ?’’
malikaa javaab detee hai, ‘‘main berojgaara hoon.’’
daaktar hairaan–saa kahataa hai, ‘‘bhaee, main naukaree ke baare men naheen poochh rahaa...’’
to malikaa javaab detee hai, ‘‘vahee to kah rahee hoon. meraa matalab hai kisee kee beevee naheen lagee huee’’, aur kahatee hai, ‘‘hara insaan kisee-n-kisee kaam par lagaa huaa hotaa hai, jaise aap daaktar lage hue hain, yah paas khadee huee beebee nars lagee huee hai. aapake daravaaje ke baahar khadaa huaa aadamee chaparaasee lagaa huaa hai.
isee tarah log jab byaah karate hain—jo mard shaavind lag jaate hain, aura auraten beeviyaan lag jaatee hain...’’
samaaj kee vyavasthaa men kis tarah insaan kaa vajood khotaa jaataa hai, main yahee kahanaa chaahatee thee, jisake lie malikaa kaa kiradaar pesh kiyaa. jad ho chuke rishton kee baat karate hue, malikaa kahatee hai, ‘‘kyon daaktar saahab, yah theeka naheen ? kitane hee peshe hain—ki log tarakkee karate hain, jaise aaj jo mejara hai, kal ko karnal ban jaataa hai, fir brigediyar, aur fir janaral. lekin isa shaadee-byaah ke peshe men kabhee tarakkee naheen hotee. beeviyaan jindagee bhar beeviyaan lagee rahatee hai, aur khaavind jindagee bhar khaavind lage rahate hain....’’
us vakt daaktar poochhataa hai, ‘isakee tarakkee ho to kyaa tarakkee ho ?’’
tab malikaa javaab detee hai, ‘‘daaktar saahab ho to sakatee hai, para mainne kabhee hote hue dekhee naheen. yahee ki aaj jo insaan shaavind lagaa huaa hai, vaha kal ko mahaboob ho jaae, aur kal jo mahaboob bane vah parason khudaa ho jaae....’’
isee tarah-samaaj, majahab aur riyaasat ko lekar vakt ke savaalaat badhte gae, to mainne naaval likhaa, ‘yah sach hai’ is naaval ke kiradaar kaa koee naama naheen, vaha insaan ke chintan kaa prateek hai, isalie vah apane vartamaan ko pahachaanane kee koshish karataa hai, aur isee koshish men vah hajaaron saal peechhe jaakar—itihaasa kee kitanee hee ghatanaaon men khud ko pahachaanane kaa yatn karataa hai—
use puraanee ghatanaa yaad aaee, jab vah paanch paandavon men se ek thaa, aur ve saba draupadee ko saath lekar vanon men vichar rahe the. bahut pyaas lagee to yudhishtheera ne kahaa thaa, ‘jaao nakul paanee kaa srot talaash karo !’’
jab usane paanee kaa srot khoj liyaa thaa, to kinaare par uge hue ped se aavaaj aaee thee, ‘‘he nakul ! mere prashnon kaa uttar die binaa paanee mata peenaa, naheen to tumhaaree mrityu ho jaaegee’’—lekin usane aavaaj kee taraf dhyaan naheen diyaa, aur jaise hee sookhe hue halak se paanee kee oka lagaaee, vah moorchchhit hokar vaheen gir gayaa thaa....
aur mere naaval kaa kiradaar, jaise hee paanee kaa gilaas peenaa chaahatee hai, yah aavaaj usake mastak se takaraa jaatee hai, ‘‘he aaj ke insaan ! mere prashnon kaa uttar die binaa gilaas kaa paanee mata peenaa....’’
aur use lagataa hai—vah janm-janm se nakul hai, aur use moorchchhit hone kaa shaap lagaa huaa hai...vah kabhee bhee to vakt ke savaalon kaa javaab naheen de paayaa...
isee naaval men use yaad aataa hai, ‘‘mainne ek baar juaa khelaa thaa. saaraa dhan, heere, motee daanv par lagaa die the, aur main haar gayaa thaa mainne apanee patnee bhee daanv par lagaa dee thee...’’
aur havaa men khadee huee aavaaj usase poochhatee hai, ‘‘main duryodhan kee sabhaa men khadee huee draupadee hoon, poochhanaa chaahatee hoon—ki yudhishthir jaba apane aapako haar chuke, to mujhe daanv par lagaane kaa unhen kyaa adhikaar thaa ?’’
main is savaal ke maadhyam se kahanaa chaahatee hoon, ki jab insaan apane aapako daanv para lagaa chukaa, aur haar chukaa hai—to samaaj ke naam par doosare insaanon ko majahaba ke naam par khudaa kee makhalook ko, aur riyaasat ke naam par apane-apane desh ke vartamaan bhavishy ko daanv par lagaane kaa use kyaa adhikaar hai ?
insaan jo hai, aur insaan jo ho sakataa hai—yahee faasalaa jhanee taur para mainne jitanaa bhee tay kiyaa, usee kee baat jindagee bhar kahatee rahee....bahut nijee ahasaas ko kitanee hee najmon ke maadhyam se kahanaa chaahaa—
aur vakt-vakt par jitane bhee savaalaat paidaa hote rahe—usee dard kaa jaayajaa lete hue kitanee hee najmen kaheen—
gngaajal se lekar, vodakaa tak—yah safaranaamaa hai meree pyaas kaa...
saadaa pavitr janm ke saadaa apavitr karm kaa—saadaa ilaaj....
kisee mahaboob ke chehare ko—ek chhalakate hue gilaas men dekhane kaa yatn....
aur apane badan par—bilakul begaanaa jkhm ko bhoolane kee jroorat...
yah kitane tikon patthar hain
jo kisee paanee kee ghoont se—mainne gale men utaare hain
kitane bhavishy hain—jo vartamaan se bachaae hain
aur shaayad vartamaan bhee—vartamaan se bachaayaa hai....
ilahaam ke dhuen se lekar, sigaret kee raakh tak....
har majhab bauraae
har falasafaa lngadaae
har najm tutalaae—
aur kahanaa-saa chaahe—
ki har saltanat ke sikke kee hotee hai, baaroodee kee hotee hai
aur har janmapatree—aadam kee janm kee ek jhoothee gavaahee detee hai...
najm, kahaanee yaa naaval, ek maadhyam hai, baat ko kahane kaa. amritaa kaa ek naaval thaa ‘dillee kee galiyaa’ jisakaa kiradaar naasir eka musavvira hai, aur ek akhabaar ke lie kaartoon bhee banaataa hai. usee ke ek kaartoon men, angrejee kaa ek profesar apane vidyaarthiyon se poochhataa hai, ‘aajakala kaun-saa lafj aam jindagee men sabase jyaadaa istemaal ho rahaa hai ?’’ to ek gnbheer vidyaarthee uthakar kahataa hai, ‘‘sah ! yah ‘aintee’ lafj hai, kyonki aajakal log aintee mairita hote jaa rahe hain, aintee vimain, aintee maaeend.’’bodhee gunpaa kee taraf se jab kisee kusooravaar ko sajaa dee jaatee hai, to vah pattharon par, mahaatmaabuddh ke shlok ankit karane kee sajaa hotee hai. vah kitane din, kitane maheene yaa kitane saal haath men hathaudaa-chhenee lekar, pattharon par vah shloka ankit karataa rahegaa usake kasoor kee gnbheerataa se tay hotaa hai.
mujhe lagataa hai muhabbat ne apane sunaharee gunpaa men baithakar, bodhee gunpaa kee tarah, mere lie bhee yahee sajaa sunaa dee aur shaayad mere tasavvur men meree muhabbat kaa kasoor bahut badaa hai, sngeen jurm, isalie pooree jindagee ke lie yaha sajaa mujhe dee gaee, aur main tamaam jindagee haath men kalam lekar, kaagajon par vahee likhatee rahee jo mere chintan kaa aur mere taravaiyut kaa faramaan thaa....
apane taravaiyut se meree muhabbat kaa rishtaa kyaa hai ? usee kee baat kahane ke lie kuchh pnktiyaan saamane aatee hain—
hamaare desh kee takaseem ke vakt bahut kuchh bhayaanak huaa. mere upanyaasa ‘daaktar dev’ ke kiradaar ko jab jkhmee logon kee maharam pattee ke lie bulaayaa jaataa hai to vah tadp kar kahataa hai, ‘‘manu ! kaun–saa munh lekar un jakhmiyon ke paas jaaoon ? ve kahenge—aaja insaan hamen pattee baandhane ke lie aayaa hai, inakee maraham pattee tab kahaan thee, jab raastaa chalate, isane peechhe se hamaaree peeth par chhuraa ghonp diyaa thaa ? kaatila kaa cheharaa bhee to mere chehare jaisaa rahaa hogaa.....’’
isee tarah ‘pinjar’ naaval kee pooro, do majhabon kee takkar men toota jaatee hai. lekin jaanatee hai ki nafarat ke daag ko, nafarat ke paanee se naheen dhoyaa jaa sakataa, aur jab donon deshon kee agavaashudaa ladkiyaan, apane-apane desh ko lautaaee jaatee hain, to pooro kahatee hai, ‘‘chaahe koee ladkee hindoo ho yaa musalamaan jo bhee apane thikaane par pahunch rahee hai, usee ke saath meree aatmaa bhee thikaane par pahunch rahee hai....’’aurat kee paakeejgee kaa taalluk, samaaj ne kabhee bhee, aurat ke man kee avasthaa se naheen pahachaanaa, hameshaa usake tan se jod diyaa. isee dard ko lekar mere ‘eriyal’ naaval kee kiradaar ainee ke alafaaj hain, ‘‘muhabbat aur vafaa aisee cheejen naheen hai, jo kisee begaanaa badan ke chhoote hee khatm ho jaaen. ho sakataa hai—paraae badan se gujr kar vah aura majboot ho jaaen jis tarah insaan mushkilon se gujr kar aur majboot ho jaataa hai.....’’
aurat aur mard kaa rishtaa aur kyaa ho sakataa thaa, main isee baat ko kahanaa chaahatee thee ki ek kahaanee likhee, ‘malikaa’. malikaa jab beemaar hai, sarakaaree aspataal men jaatee hai, to kaagajee kaarravaaee pooree karane ke lie daaktar poochhataa hai tumhaaree umr kyaa hogee ?
malikaa kahatee hai, ‘‘vahee, jab insaan har cheej ke baare men sochanaa shuroo karataa hai, aur fir sochataa hee chalaa jaataa hai.....’’
daaktar poochhataa hai, ‘‘tumhaare maalik kaa naama ?’’
malikaa kahatee hai, ‘‘ main ghadee yaa saaikil naheen, jo meraa maalik ho, main aurat hoon....’’
daaktar ghabaraakar kahataa hai, ‘‘meraa matalaba hai—tumhaare pati kaa naam ?’’
malikaa javaab detee hai, ‘‘main berojgaara hoon.’’
daaktar hairaan–saa kahataa hai, ‘‘bhaee, main naukaree ke baare men naheen poochh rahaa...’’
to malikaa javaab detee hai, ‘‘vahee to kah rahee hoon. meraa matalab hai kisee kee beevee naheen lagee huee’’, aur kahatee hai, ‘‘hara insaan kisee-n-kisee kaam par lagaa huaa hotaa hai, jaise aap daaktar lage hue hain, yah paas khadee huee beebee nars lagee huee hai. aapake daravaaje ke baahar khadaa huaa aadamee chaparaasee lagaa huaa hai.
isee tarah log jab byaah karate hain—jo mard shaavind lag jaate hain, aura auraten beeviyaan lag jaatee hain...’’
samaaj kee vyavasthaa men kis tarah insaan kaa vajood khotaa jaataa hai, main yahee kahanaa chaahatee thee, jisake lie malikaa kaa kiradaar pesh kiyaa. jad ho chuke rishton kee baat karate hue, malikaa kahatee hai, ‘‘kyon daaktar saahab, yah theeka naheen ? kitane hee peshe hain—ki log tarakkee karate hain, jaise aaj jo mejara hai, kal ko karnal ban jaataa hai, fir brigediyar, aur fir janaral. lekin isa shaadee-byaah ke peshe men kabhee tarakkee naheen hotee. beeviyaan jindagee bhar beeviyaan lagee rahatee hai, aur khaavind jindagee bhar khaavind lage rahate hain....’’
us vakt daaktar poochhataa hai, ‘isakee tarakkee ho to kyaa tarakkee ho ?’’
tab malikaa javaab detee hai, ‘‘daaktar saahab ho to sakatee hai, para mainne kabhee hote hue dekhee naheen. yahee ki aaj jo insaan shaavind lagaa huaa hai, vaha kal ko mahaboob ho jaae, aur kal jo mahaboob bane vah parason khudaa ho jaae....’’
isee tarah-samaaj, majahab aur riyaasat ko lekar vakt ke savaalaat badhte gae, to mainne naaval likhaa, ‘yah sach hai’ is naaval ke kiradaar kaa koee naama naheen, vaha insaan ke chintan kaa prateek hai, isalie vah apane vartamaan ko pahachaanane kee koshish karataa hai, aur isee koshish men vah hajaaron saal peechhe jaakar—itihaasa kee kitanee hee ghatanaaon men khud ko pahachaanane kaa yatn karataa hai—
use puraanee ghatanaa yaad aaee, jab vah paanch paandavon men se ek thaa, aur ve saba draupadee ko saath lekar vanon men vichar rahe the. bahut pyaas lagee to yudhishtheera ne kahaa thaa, ‘jaao nakul paanee kaa srot talaash karo !’’
jab usane paanee kaa srot khoj liyaa thaa, to kinaare par uge hue ped se aavaaj aaee thee, ‘‘he nakul ! mere prashnon kaa uttar die binaa paanee mata peenaa, naheen to tumhaaree mrityu ho jaaegee’’—lekin usane aavaaj kee taraf dhyaan naheen diyaa, aur jaise hee sookhe hue halak se paanee kee oka lagaaee, vah moorchchhit hokar vaheen gir gayaa thaa....
aur mere naaval kaa kiradaar, jaise hee paanee kaa gilaas peenaa chaahatee hai, yah aavaaj usake mastak se takaraa jaatee hai, ‘‘he aaj ke insaan ! mere prashnon kaa uttar die binaa gilaas kaa paanee mata peenaa....’’
aur use lagataa hai—vah janm-janm se nakul hai, aur use moorchchhit hone kaa shaap lagaa huaa hai...vah kabhee bhee to vakt ke savaalon kaa javaab naheen de paayaa...
isee naaval men use yaad aataa hai, ‘‘mainne ek baar juaa khelaa thaa. saaraa dhan, heere, motee daanv par lagaa die the, aur main haar gayaa thaa mainne apanee patnee bhee daanv par lagaa dee thee...’’
aur havaa men khadee huee aavaaj usase poochhatee hai, ‘‘main duryodhan kee sabhaa men khadee huee draupadee hoon, poochhanaa chaahatee hoon—ki yudhishthir jaba apane aapako haar chuke, to mujhe daanv par lagaane kaa unhen kyaa adhikaar thaa ?’’
main is savaal ke maadhyam se kahanaa chaahatee hoon, ki jab insaan apane aapako daanv para lagaa chukaa, aur haar chukaa hai—to samaaj ke naam par doosare insaanon ko majahaba ke naam par khudaa kee makhalook ko, aur riyaasat ke naam par apane-apane desh ke vartamaan bhavishy ko daanv par lagaane kaa use kyaa adhikaar hai ?
insaan jo hai, aur insaan jo ho sakataa hai—yahee faasalaa jhanee taur para mainne jitanaa bhee tay kiyaa, usee kee baat jindagee bhar kahatee rahee....bahut nijee ahasaas ko kitanee hee najmon ke maadhyam se kahanaa chaahaa—
hatheliyon par ishk kee menhadee kaa kuchh daavaa naheen
hijr kaa ek rng hai, khushaboo tere jikr kee....
ek dard, ek jkhm ek kasak dil ke paas thee
raat ko sitaaron kee rakam—use jrab de gaee...
hijr kaa ek rng hai, khushaboo tere jikr kee....
ek dard, ek jkhm ek kasak dil ke paas thee
raat ko sitaaron kee rakam—use jrab de gaee...
aur vakt-vakt par jitane bhee savaalaat paidaa hote rahe—usee dard kaa jaayajaa lete hue kitanee hee najmen kaheen—
gngaajal se lekar, vodakaa tak—yah safaranaamaa hai meree pyaas kaa...
saadaa pavitr janm ke saadaa apavitr karm kaa—saadaa ilaaj....
kisee mahaboob ke chehare ko—ek chhalakate hue gilaas men dekhane kaa yatn....
aur apane badan par—bilakul begaanaa jkhm ko bhoolane kee jroorat...
yah kitane tikon patthar hain
jo kisee paanee kee ghoont se—mainne gale men utaare hain
kitane bhavishy hain—jo vartamaan se bachaae hain
aur shaayad vartamaan bhee—vartamaan se bachaayaa hai....
ilahaam ke dhuen se lekar, sigaret kee raakh tak....
har majhab bauraae
har falasafaa lngadaae
har najm tutalaae—
aur kahanaa-saa chaahe—
ki har saltanat ke sikke kee hotee hai, baaroodee kee hotee hai
aur har janmapatree—aadam kee janm kee ek jhoothee gavaahee detee hai...
bahut dinon se soch rahee thee-
raseedee tikat kaa kaayaakalp kar doon
kaee ghatanaaen jab ghat rahee hotee hain ?
abhee-abhee lage jkhmon-see
tab unakee koee kasak aksharon men utar jaatee hai....
lekin vakt paa kar ahasaas hotaa hai ki ye baaten
lambe samay ke lie saahity ko kuchh naheen de paaengee.
ye vaktee aandhiyaa hotee hain
isalie kaee baaten is tarah lagane lageen,
jo meree apanee najr men-
apanee umr bitaa chukee hain-
is najr saanee se-
‘raseedee tikat’ ke chintan men koee kamee naheen aaee,
balki kaee aur baaten, jo smaran ho aaeen,
usake saath-saath chal dee hain....
raseedee tikat kaa kaayaakalp kar doon
kaee ghatanaaen jab ghat rahee hotee hain ?
abhee-abhee lage jkhmon-see
tab unakee koee kasak aksharon men utar jaatee hai....
lekin vakt paa kar ahasaas hotaa hai ki ye baaten
lambe samay ke lie saahity ko kuchh naheen de paaengee.
ye vaktee aandhiyaa hotee hain
isalie kaee baaten is tarah lagane lageen,
jo meree apanee najr men-
apanee umr bitaa chukee hain-
is najr saanee se-
‘raseedee tikat’ ke chintan men koee kamee naheen aaee,
balki kaee aur baaten, jo smaran ho aaeen,
usake saath-saath chal dee hain....
