"Mummy, aapki udaasi ki vajah kya hai?"
"Kisne kaha ki mai udaas hu. Jiske paas
itna pyaara beta ho, wo maa bhala udaas
kaise ho sakti hai."
"Nahi mummy, kuchh to baat jarur hai.
Agar aap mujhe nahi bataana chahti to
koi baat nahi." Jay ne niraash hokar
kaha. Use apni maa ke bhaavnao se
khelna achha nahi laga.
Lekin uska teer nishaane par lag gaya.
“Aisi baat nahi hai Jay. Bas mujhe kuchh
khaali khaali sa lag raha hai. Pehle mai
dukaan ke kaamo me vyast raha karti thi
tab aisa akelapan nahi mahsus hota tha.
Par ab jab mere paas khaali samay
hai….. “ Itna kahkar wah chup ho gayi.
Jay maa ko uksaane ke liye kuchh bolne
jaa raha tha par usne khud ko rok liya.
Wo komalata se apni maa ke baal ki jado
ko apni ungliyo se sahlaata raha.
“Tumhe pata hai, tumhare Papa jab chale
gaye the to mai bahut royi thi. Mai tab
tak royi thi jab tak mere aansu sukh nahi
gaye. Fir maine roji roti ki jimmedaari
sambhaali. Itne saalo me unki yaad
hamesha mere saath rahi. Har kathinaayi
aur anishchitata me mujhe himmat di.”
“Lekin ab wo yaade akele me paakar
mujhe bahut tadpaati hai. Aisa nahi hona
chahiye. Maine un yaado se kabka
samjhauta kar liyaa tha. Aur tum sab bhi