Khamoshi Jo Cheekhne Lagi**
Raat dheere-dheere gehri ho rahi thi, par Kiara ke liye waqt jaise ruk sa gaya tha. Hospital ke notices, anonymous calls, aur media ki nazrein—sab ek saath uski zindagi me ghus aaye the. Use lag raha tha jaise koi uske har kadam ka hisaab rakh raha ho. Ghar aakar bhi sukoon nahi mila. Khidki ke bahar hawa tez thi, aur har jhonke ke saath uske mann me ek hi khayal aa raha tha—*ye sirf coincidence nahi ho sakta.*
Neeche living room me Vivan Sharma chupchaap baitha tha. Uski bold personality aaj bhi wahi thi, par aankhon me alertness thi. “Snookums,” usne dheere se kaha, “yeh jo ho raha hai… mujhe pasand nahi aa raha.”
**Akshara** ne masoomiyat se diya jalaya. “Patidev, jab sab kuch ulta lagne lage, tab bhagwan hi raksha karte hain.” Use bilkul andaza nahi tha ki uske haath ka jalaya hua diya kisi aur hi raaste ko roshan kar raha hai.
Upar apne room me Kiara ne apna phone band kiya. Par silence bhi uska peecha nahi chhod rahi thi. Usne aankhen band ki, par ek chehra baar-baar saamne aa raha tha—**Kiansh**. Jaise har mushkil ka rasta usi ke paas jaakar ruk jaata ho.
System Ka Faisla**
Hospital me agla din aur zyada bhaari tha. Board meeting me Kiara ko seedhe words me bata diya gaya—“Aap competent hain, par circumstances aapke khilaaf ja rahe hain.”
Kiara ne poocha, “Solution?”
Jawab tha, “Stability.”
Corridor me Kiansh pehle se maujood tha. Uski aankhon me koi sawaal nahi tha—sirf certainty. “System ko sach nahi chahiye,” usne kaha, “use image chahiye.”
Kiara ne tez awaaz me kaha, “Aur meri zindagi?”
Kiansh ne ek pal ka pause liya. “Kabhi-kabhi zindagi ko bachane ke liye use bandh karna padta hai.”
Shaam ko ghar me Vivan ko bhi hints milne lage. Old contacts, silent warnings—sab ek hi direction dikha rahe the. Akshara, apni aadat ke mutabik, mandir me kalava aur sindoor saja rahi thi. “Bas safety ke liye,” usne kaha.
Vivan ne use dekha… aur pehli baar use laga, kuch cheezein agar roki na gayi, toh wapas nahi aayengi.
Door kahin, andhere me Aprajita ye sab mehsoos kar rahi thi. “Abhi unhe darr lagna chahiye,” usne khud se kaha, “taaki jab bandhan aaye… toh woh khud haan Anjaane Bandhan**
Subah ghar me ek ajeeb si shanti thi. Akshara ne bina pooche Kiara ke haath me kalava baandh diya. “Bas mann keh raha tha,” woh muskurai.
Kiara kuch bol na saki. Jaise awaaz hi kho gayi ho.
Usi din shaam ko Kiansh ghar aaya—sirf baat karne ke liye. Formal sa meeting thi, par hawa me kuch aur hi tha. Vivan ne use dhyaan se dekha. “Tumhara naam har jagah aa raha hai,” usne seedha kaha.Kiansh ne calmly jawab diya, “Kyuki main solution ka hissa hoon.”
Raat ko terrace par Kiara ne kaha, “Agar ye sab aage badha… toh hum peeche nahi hat paayenge.”Kiansh ne aasman ki taraf dekha. “Shayad peeche hatne ka option pehle hi chala gaya hai.”Mandir ka diya achanak tez jal utha. Kisi ne chhua nahi tha. Hawa me ek halki si hansi goonj gayi.
Darr Jo Faisla Maange**
Media pressure badhne laga. Headlines indirect the, par target clear tha. Kiara ke liye har din ek naya imtihaan ban gaya. Vivan ne ghar ke bahar security badha di. “Snookums,” usne kaha, “ab baat sirf ghar ki nahi rahi.”
Akshara ne us raat pehli baar kaha, “Patidev… agar rishta mushkil ko khatam kar de, toh galat kaise hua?”Vivan chup reh gaya. Kyunki jawab use bhi pata tha.
Kiara ne apne room me baithkar socha—*kya main ek faisla lekar sabko bacha sakti hoon?*Aur door kahin, Aprajita ne dheere se kaha, “Ab unke mann me sawaal aa gaya hai… bas.”
Qismat Ka Pehla Ishara
Ek chhoti si pooja rakhi gayi—sirf safety ke naam par. Akshara ne sab kuch bilkul routine me kiya. Phool, diya, mantra. Kisi ko nahi pata tha ki ye sirf pooja nahi thi… ye preparation thi.
Kiara aur Kiansh ek dusre ke saamne baithe the. Beech me distance tha, par hawa me ek invisible dhaaga tha.
Akshara ne muskurate hue kaha, “Bas saath baitho.”
Aur woh baith gaye.
Usi pal hawa tez ho gayi. Mandir ka ghanta bina haath ke baj utha. Aprajita ki aankhon me aag aur tez bhadak uthi.
“Abhi shaadi nahi,” usne kaha, “par pehla ghera poora ho gaya.”Kiara ko laga jaise kuch bandh gaya ho—bina uski marzi ke.Aur kahani ne dheere se ishara diya…yeh sirf shuruaat hai.**
Woh Jo Sirf Rasam Lagi
Subah ka waqt tha. Ghar me halki si dhoop ghus rahi thi aur mandir ke paas jalta hua diya poore mahaul ko shaant bana raha tha. Akshara Sharma phool saja rahi thi—bilkul apni aadat ke mutabik, bina kisi wajah ke bhi bhagwan ka dhyaan rakhna uske liye zaroori tha. Uske chehre par wahi masoom shanti thi, jaise duniya ki koi buraai us tak pahunch hi nahi sakti.“Patidev,” usne dheere se kaha, “aaj mann kar raha hai chhoti si shanti-pooja kar loon… bas ghar ke liye.”
Vivan ne newspaper se nazar utha kar use dekha. “Snookums, tumhari pooja se ghar hamesha theek hi rehta hai,” usne aadhi muskaan ke saath kaha. Usne ye nahi poocha ki achanak pooja kyun—kyunki Akshara ke liye achanak bhi bilkul normal hota tha.
Mandir me chhoti si thaali rakhi gayi. Na koi invitation, na koi announcement. Sirf ghar ke log—jaise roz hota tha. Kiara thodi thaki hui si thi, par maa ki baat kabhi taalti nahi thi. Akshara ne pyaar se kaha, “Bas paas baith jao beta, mann ko shaanti milegi.”Usi waqt Kiansh bhi wahan aa gaya—sirf isliye kyunki Vivan ne casually keh diya tha, “Tum bhi baith jao, ghar ki pooja hai.”
Pandit ne ise grah-shanti kaha. Akshara ne bhi wahi samjha. Usne poochha bhi nahi ki kaunsi shanti, kis grah ki—bas bhagwan ka naam kaafi tha. Pandit ne do logon ko saamne baithne ko kaha. Akshara ne bina soche Kiara aur Kiansh ko paas-paasa baitha diya.“Saath baithna achha hota hai,” usne muskurate hue kaha, “energy positive rehti hai.”
Rasam dheere-dheere aage badhti rahi. Kalava bandha gaya—Akshara ne khud bandha. Nariyal rakha gaya—Akshara ne khud haath se rakha. Pandit ne jo-jo kaha, Akshara ne bas haan me sir hila diya. Uske liye ye sab roz ki baat thi—ghar, bhagwan aur shanti.Kisi ne ye nahi poocha ki kalava kyun do logon ko ek saath bandha gaya.Kisi ne ye bhi nahi dekha ki mantra ka swar thoda badal gaya tha.
Kiara ko beech-beech me ajeeb sa lag raha tha, par maa ka chehra dekh kar woh chup rahi. Kiansh bhi shaant tha—jaise woh samajh raha ho ki yahan kuch ho raha hai… par ab rokna possible nahi.Pandit ne aakhri mantra padha. Akshara ne phool chadhaye aur diya ghumaya. “Bas,” usne santushti se kaha, “ab sab theek ho jayega.”
Mandir ka ghanta bina kisi ke haath lagaye baj utha. Hawa ek pal ke liye tez hui. Akshara ne use bas hawa ka jhonka samjha. Vivan ne bas itna mehsoos kiya ki kuch… irreversible ho chuka hai.
Par ghar me kisi ko ye pata nahi tha ki jo rasam unhe sirf pooja lagi—woh asal me shaadi ke ek function ka poora hona tha.Aur woh bhi…bilkul anjaane me.Kahin door, andheron me, ek muskaan ubhri.“Shuruaat ho chuki hai,” kisi ne dheere se kaha.
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