Safar Ka Mood

Subah ke 7 baje the. Guna ki hawa mein ek alag si thandak thi. Sadke abhi jaag rahi thi, aur main ek zaroori kaam se Bina railway station ke liye nikla tha. Cab bulayi thi, thoda anxious tha — kahin late na ho jaaun!

Tabhi ek safed Dzire mere samne aakar ruki. Driver ne muskurate hue kaha,

"Namaste sir, Ravi naam hai mera. Chalein?"

Unki muskurahat aur shaant swabhav ne ek ajeeb sa sukoon diya. Main cab mein baith gaya, aur safar shuru hua.

Andar halki si bhajan ki dhun chal rahi thi. Ravi bhaiya ek aise insaan lage, jo har haal mein positive rehne ka hunar jaante hain.

Chhoti-chhoti baaton mein unhone apni kahani batayi — kaise lockdown ke dauraan naukri chali gayi, aur kaise unhone himmat karke apni khud ki cab service shuru ki.

"Zindagi rukne ka naam nahi sir, chalti rehni chahiye,"

yeh unka jazba tha.

Safar Ka Modh

Ek chowk par jab hum ruk rahe the, to dekha ek buddhi maa road ke beech ulajh gayi thi. Bina soche Ravi bhaiya ne cab roki, bhaag kar unki madad ki, aur unhe safely doosri taraf le gaye.

Main pehle thoda irritate hua — train ka time pass ho raha tha!

Par jab un maa ji ne Ravi bhaiya ke haath pakad kar duaayein di, tab samjha — kuch der ki deri, kisi ki zindagi mein ek muskurahat ban sakti hai.

Us moment ne mujhe ek gehri seekh di:

"Manzil tak pahunchna zaroori hai, lekin raste mein insaniyat nahi bhoolni chahiye."

Safar Ka Ant

Station pe main waqt par pahunch gaya.

Train mili, kaam bhi ho gaya, lekin sabse khaas baat — ek kahani mil gayi, jo zindagi bhar mere saath rahegi.

Ravi bhaiya jaise log Guna ki mitti mein asli khoobsurti bharte hain — ek chhoti si madad, ek badi insaaniyat.