Haakuji
Favoured Frenzy
Har roz ek ladka apne office jaate waqt ek chhoti si chai ki dukaan par rukta tha.
Chai wala buddha aadmi bina pooche uski chai bana deta tha.
Ek din ladke ne poocha,
“Baba, aapko kaise pata hota hai ki mujhe kab chai chahiye?”
Baba muskura kar bole,
“Beta, kuch log apni zaroorat batate nahi… bas unki aankhein bata deti hain.”
Kuch din baad woh ladka shehar chhodkar chala gaya.
Mahine beet gaye.
Ek subah woh wapas usi dukaan par aaya.
Dukaan band thi.
Paas ke aadmi ne bataya,
“Baba ab nahi rahe.”
Ladka kuch der chup khada raha.
Phir uski nazar dukaan ke kone mein rakhe ek purane glass par padi.
Us glass par chhoti si slip chipki thi:
“Isse sambhal kar rakhna… shayad mera intezaar kabhi khatam ho.”
Us din ladke ko samajh aaya—
Kuch log hamari zindagi mein sirf chai nahi dete,
woh humein apnapan dete hain…
aur unki keemat tab samajh aati hai, jab woh dobara kabhi nahi milte.
Chai wala buddha aadmi bina pooche uski chai bana deta tha.
Ek din ladke ne poocha,
“Baba, aapko kaise pata hota hai ki mujhe kab chai chahiye?”
Baba muskura kar bole,
“Beta, kuch log apni zaroorat batate nahi… bas unki aankhein bata deti hain.”
Kuch din baad woh ladka shehar chhodkar chala gaya.
Mahine beet gaye.
Ek subah woh wapas usi dukaan par aaya.
Dukaan band thi.
Paas ke aadmi ne bataya,
“Baba ab nahi rahe.”
Ladka kuch der chup khada raha.
Phir uski nazar dukaan ke kone mein rakhe ek purane glass par padi.
Us glass par chhoti si slip chipki thi:
“Isse sambhal kar rakhna… shayad mera intezaar kabhi khatam ho.”
Us din ladke ko samajh aaya—
Kuch log hamari zindagi mein sirf chai nahi dete,
woh humein apnapan dete hain…
aur unki keemat tab samajh aati hai, jab woh dobara kabhi nahi milte.

