Wo Gusse Wala Ladka –

Ek ladka tha…
nadaan, ziddi… aur gusse se bhara hua.

Naam — Abhishek Singh.

Use galat baat bilkul bardasht nahi thi. Log sochte the ki wo bas ladta rehta hai…
par sach ye tha — wo har cheez dil se karta tha.

Ek baar to usne school ke principal tak ko gaali de di thi…
kyunki use laga — wo galat hain.

Uske liye duniya simple thi:

• 👉 Sahi ya Galat
• 👉 Beech ka kuch nahi

Aur yahin se meri kahani shuru hoti hai…

Main… haan main hi wo ladka hoon.
Log mujhe awara samajhte the… par main alag tha.

Sahi ko sahi… galat ko galat bolne wala.
Doston ke liye jaan dene wala.

Bas ek 16 saal ka bachcha tha…
Maa-baap ka pyaar kam mila…
khud hi khelna, khud hi ladna, khud hi sambhalna pada.

Padhai se mera door-door tak koi rishta nahi tha…
Sach kahu to padhna mujhe pasand hi nahi tha.

Meri duniya simple thi —
khel, masti, dosti… aur thoda sa gussa.

Sab kuch normal chal raha tha…
ekdum simple life…

Lekin…

Ek din…
kuch aisa hua…

jisne meri poori duniya badal di.

Aur shayad…
ussi din meri kahani me entry hui…

"Uski…"

Wo Muskaan… Jisne Badal Diya Sab

Wo ussi school mein padhti thi… jahan main padhta tha.

Roz class mein…
ya school ke corridor mein…
hum bas ek dusre ko dekhte rehte the.

Wo mujhe dekhti…
aur halki si muskaan de deti.

Uska naam — Vishakha Hans.

Masoom si shakal…
pyari si muskaan…
aur bahut hi accha nature.

Wo duniya ki sabse achi ladki thi…
kam se kam mujhe to aisa hi lagta tha.

Wo mujhse bilkul alag thi…
shaant, seedhi… aur padhai mein bahut achi.

Sab use pyaar karte the…
aur wo bhi sabke liye hamesha accha hi sochti thi.

Main… jo poori duniya ke saamne sakht tha…
uske saamne… pighal jaata tha.

Wo mujhe pasand thi…
bahut.

Par maine kabhi kaha nahi…

Kyunki…

Uski duniya alag thi.

Ek aisa parivaar…
jahan darr tha… dabav tha…
aur power bhi.

Uska bhai aur uska parivaar…
kaafi strict aur khatarnak tha.

Wo ameer thi…
aur main… bas ek simple ladka.

Lekin…

Wo bhi mujhe dekh kar khush hoti thi…
aur shayad… wo bhi mujhe pasand karti thi.

Par usne bhi kabhi kuch nahi kaha…

Dono ek dusre ko dekhte rehte the…
par kabhi baat nahi hui.

Ek muskaan…
bas wahi connection tha hum dono ke beech.

Lekin…

Kya ye khamoshi kabhi tootegi?

Ya phir… darr hi jeet jayega?

Wo Tumhe Bahut Pasand Karti Hai

Ek din…
uski dost Khushboo aayi.

Usne mujhse kaha:

"Wo tumhe bahut pasand karti hai…"

Us pal…
dil ne kaha — haan bol de.

Dimaag ne kaha — door reh.

Aur…

Maine mana kar diya.

"Main relationship mein nahi aa sakta…"

Par sach ye tha…
main dar gaya tha.

Lekin…

Pyaar rukta nahi hai.

Kuch din baad…
ek din usne khud keh diya —

"Mujhe tumse pyaar hai."

Pehle toh maine fir se mana kar diya…
kyunki hum dono bahut alag the.

Par dil se bhaag kab tak sakta tha?

Aakhir maine bhi haan keh di.

Aur sach kahu toh…
wo meri life ka sabse best decision tha.

Dheere dheere hum aur kareeb aa gaye…

Roz milna… baatein karna…
ye sirf aadat nahi rahi…
zarurat ban gayi.

Phir aaya wo pal…

Hamari pehli kiss.

Aaj bhi yaad hai mujhe…
main sharm se bilkul laal ho gaya tha…
aur wo bas muskura rahi thi.

Uske baad toh…

Roz milna… hansna…
chup chup ke baatein karna…

Sab kuch ek khoobsurat kahani ban gaya.

Ek din maine use mehndi bhi lagayi…
aur aas-paas ki saari ladkiyaan hume dekh rahi thi.

Wo pal…
jaise waqt ruk gaya ho.

Ab haal ye tha ki…

Ek din bhi ek dusre ke bina rehna mushkil ho gaya tha.

Aur tabhi…

COVID-19 aa gaya.

Dooriyan…
lockdown…
aur pyaar ka ek naya imtihaan shuru ho gaya.

Sab kuch perfect tha…

Aur phir…
lockdown aa gaya.

School band…
Milna band…

Par pyaar nahi ruka.

Ab hum din-bhar calls par rehte the—
video calls… messages…
aur bas ek hi intezaar:

“Kab milenge…”

COVID-19 ne sab kuch rok diya…
par humein nahi.

Humari yaadein… humari baatein…
aur wo chhoti-chhoti calls hi
hamara naya milna ban gayi.

Shayad wahi time tha
jab hamara pyaar sabse zyada gehra ho gaya.

Aur phir…
aaya uska birthday.

18 August…

Wo chupke se mujhse milne aayi.

Maine uske liye cake arrange kiya tha…
chhota sa, par dil se.

Maine usse cake cut karwaya…
wo thodi nervous thi, thodi khush.

Aur phir mujhe pata chala—
👉 usne apni life mein pehli baar cake cut kiya tha.

Uske ghar mein…
kabhi us par itna dhyaan hi nahi diya gaya tha.

Wo bas mujhe dekh rahi thi…
aankhon mein ajeeb si chamak thi.

Phir usne mujhe hug kiya…

Wo hug normal nahi tha—
usme shukriya tha, pyaar tha…
aur ek chup sa dard bhi.

Us din…
wo sirf meri girlfriend nahi thi…

👉 wo meri zimmedari ban gayi thi.

“Ek Tufaan”

Phir aaya… ek tufaan.

Mere birthday wale din.

Sab kuch normal tha…
main usse milne gaya tha, tution ke paas.

Hum dono khush the…
haste hue, ek dusre ke saath.

Par pata nahi kahan se…
uska bhai hanshu has aa gaya.

Sab kuch ek pal mein badal gaya.

Usne mujhe mara…
aur bahut dhamki di.

Us din…
hum alag ho gaye.

Lekin…
pyaar kam nahi hua.

Wo baar-baar beech mein aata raha…
aur hamari story mein rukawat banta raha.

Phir ye silsila ban gaya—
bichhadna… fir milna… fir bichhadna…

Har baar lagta tha sab khatam ho gaya…
par hum phir wapas aa jaate the.

Sabse badi baat…
👉 us ladki ne kabhi mera saath nahi chhoda.

Chahe kitni bhi problem aayi ho…
wo hamesha mere saath khadi rahi.

Phir shuru hua…
saalon ka intezaar.

Ek aisa intezaar…
jisme sirf umeed thi…
aur ek dusre par bharosa.

Hum bas ek hi cheez ka wait kar rahe the—
kab sab theek hoga…

Aur phir…
ek din wo waqt bhi aaya…

👉 jab uska bhai internship par chala gaya.

Jaise kisi ne…
hamari zindagi se sabse badi rukawat hata di ho.

Ek Naya Mod…

Phir ek din…

Uska bhai internship ke liye bahar chala gaya.

Aur…
jaise kismat ne unhe ek mauka de diya ho…

Do saal baad…
wo phir mile.

Wo pal…
shabdon mein bayaan nahi ho sakta tha.

Do saal ki dooriyan…
ek pal mein mit gayi thi.

Ab milne ke liye wo kya-kya karte the…

• 👉 Kabhi dost ke ghar
• 👉 Kabhi chupke se bahar
• 👉 Aur yahan tak ki…

Abhishek ne rent par ek flat le liya.

Wo mahine mein sirf 2 baar milte the…
par rent poore mahine ka dete the.

Kyunki…

Wo pal hi unki poori duniya the.

Har mulaqat…
ek nayi zindagi jaisi lagti thi.

Wo din…
sach mein bahut khoobsurat the…

Lekin…

Har khushi zyada der tak nahi tikti…

Ek din…

Hanshu wapas aa gaya.

Aur uske saath…
wapas aa gaya darr…

Ab kya hoga?

Kya unka pyar fir se toot jayega…?

Ya is baar wo ladenge…?

Dooriyan… Phir Se

Sab accha chal raha tha…

Aur phir…
wo wapas aa gaya.

Hanshu ke wapas aate hi…
sab kuch badal gaya.

Phir se wahi darr…
phir se wahi dooriyan…
phir se chupna…

Lekin…

Pyar ab bhi zinda tha.

Hum phir bhi milte the…
chup chup ke…

Har mulaqat mein darr hota tha…
par usse zyada pyar hota tha.

Har baar lagta tha…
shayad ye last ho…

Par hum ruk nahi paate the…

Ek dusre ke bina rehna mushkil tha.

Lekin…

Ek din…
phir se sab kuch toot gaya.

Uske bhai ko fir se sab pata chal gaya.

Is baar…
sab kuch ruk gaya.

Na baat…
na mulaqat…
na koi rasta…

Bas ek cheez reh gayi…

Intzaar…

Aisa intzaar…
jiska shayad koi ant hi nahi tha.

Ek Saal Ka Challenge

4 August 2025…

Raat ko ek phone aaya…

Uske bhai ka.

Uski awaaz thandi thi…
par alfaaz tez.

Usne kaha:

"Shaadi karni hai to 50 lakh saalana kama ke dikhao…
aur sirf 1 saal hai tumhare paas."

Phone cut ho gaya…

Aur us raat…
meri zindagi badal gayi.

Shuru mein laga ye sirf ek dhamki hai…
ek tareeka hume alag karne ka.

Lekin…

Kuch waqt baad…
fir se uska call aaya.

Is baar…
uski awaaz alag thi.

Na gussa… na dhamki…

Wo hamare pyar ko samajhne laga tha.

Usne kaha:

"Tu kama ke dikha… fir dekhte hain."

Main chup tha…

Dimaag mein hazaar sawaal the —
Kaise hoga?
Kitni mushkilein aayengi?
Kya main kar paunga?

Lekin…

Maine haan kar di.

Challenge accepted.

Us din se…
main badal gaya.

Main lag gaya mehnat mein…
din-raat bina ruke.

Maine apni khud ki company shuru ki —
"Crystallite Infotech".

Apps banaye…
websites develop ki…
AI seekha…

Jobs ke liye apply kiya…
internships bhi ki…

Har din… ek nayi struggle thi…
par har raat… ek nayi umeed.

Dheere dheere…

Sab kuch possible lagne laga.

Aisa lag raha tha…
jaise iss baar sab theek ho jayega…

Jaise iss baar…
main jeet jaunga.

Lekin…

Jab sab sahi lagne laga tha…

Tabhi shuru hui… ek saazish.

Dhoka… Ya Majboori?

Jab main mehnat kar raha tha…
apne sapno ke liye…
hamare pyar ke liye…

Udhar…
uske liye rishte dhoonde ja rahe the.

Lekin…

Usne har baar mana kiya.

"Mujhe shaadi karni hai…
to bas ussi se."

Wo lad rahi thi…
apno se hi… apne pyar ke liye.

Lekin…

5 mahine baad…

Achanak pata chala…
uska bhai uske liye rishta dhoond raha hai.

Ghar ka mahaul badal gaya tha…

Usne kaha:
"Main kuch nahi kar paungi…"

Vishakha toot rahi thi…

Wo royi…
gidgidayi…
apne hi ghar walon ke saamne…

Pyar ki bheekh maangi usne.

Lekin…

Us din uske ghar walon ne apna asli chehra dikha diya.

Uski maa ne…
emotional blackmail kiya.

Uske bhai ne…
dhamki di…

Maarne ki… aur marne ki bhi.

Udhar main…

Kuch bhi nahi jaanta tha…
kya chal raha hai…

Main bas mehnat kar raha tha…
us ek saal ke challenge ke liye…

Vishakha…

Har din ek jung lad rahi thi…
apno ke khilaaf… apne pyar ke liye…

Har raat…
wo mujhe bachane ki koshish karti…
bina mujhe bataye…

Lekin…

Ek din…

Aakhir wo ho gaya…
jo kabhi nahi hona chahiye tha.

Ant… Ya Shuruaat?

Aur phir…

Ek din…

Vishakha ka call aaya…

Uski awaaz…
kaamp rahi thi…

Wo ro rahi thi…

Usne bas itna kaha:

"Ab nahi ho sakta…
ghar wale nahi maanenge…"

Mera dil… wahi ruk gaya.

Wo keh rahi thi…

"Abhishek… sab khatam ho gaya…
ghar wale meri shaadi kisi aur se kar rahe hain…"

Main chup tha…
par andar se toot chuka tha.

Maine use rokne ki koshish ki…
samjhaya…

"Mat karo… please mat karo…
main nahi reh paunga…
main mar jaunga…"

Main sab karne ko tayar tha…
ladne ko bhi…
duniya se bhi…

Lekin…

Mere saamne rakh diye gaye sawaal…

👉 Kitna kama paya hai ab tak?
👉 Kya tum use khush rakh paoge?
👉 Stability hai tumhare paas?
👉 Paiso ke bina uske sapne poore kar paoge?

Main… chup tha.

Mere paas jawab the…
par shayad main dena nahi chahta tha…

Kyunki…

Main chahta tha…
wo ek baar kahe —

"Mujhe paise nahi chahiye…
mujhe sirf tum chahiye…"

Main sab kar deta…
sach mein sab…

Bas ek baar…
wo mujh par thoda aur bharosa karti…

Lekin…

Main uski taraf dekha…

Wo chup thi.

Uski khamoshi…
sab kuch keh gayi.

Shayad…

Wo bhi haar chuki thi.

Shayad…
ab wo bhi chahti thi…
ki main use jaane du…

Aur wo aage badh jaye…

Us din…

Pyar haar gaya…
ya shayad…
majboori jeet gayi.

Adhuri Jung

Abhishek nahi ruka.

Sab kuch tootne ke baad bhi…
wo khada tha.

Usne khud se kaha:

"Ye end nahi hai…"

Pyar ab bhi tha…
aur dil ke kisi kone mein…
wo aaj bhi zinda thi.

Ye jung abhi khatam nahi hui thi.

Usne ek faisla liya…

"Agar mujhe kuch bhi hota hai…
to uska zimmedar sirf aur sirf Hanshu Hans hoga…
son of late Naresh Hans."

Ab darr khatam ho chuka tha…

Ab bas ek hi cheez thi —
sach aur pyar.

Usne kaha:

"Main nahi hat raha piche…
jo kaha hai, wo karke dikhaunga…"

December tak…

wo wapas aayega.

Ek kahani adhuri reh gayi hai…

Shayad uski ending happy hogi…
ya shayad nahi…

Kisi ko nahi pata…

Lekin ek baat pakki hai —

Ye kahani khatam nahi hui hai…

Ye sirf ek rukawat hai…

"Pyar, Ek Adhuri Jung… abhi jaari hai."