naye savere ke aane ki shayad rawaani hoti hain.
Aaj phir suraj dub hi gaya , kaun jane kal uska aana hoga bhi ya nahi ....
Yhi sochti hu main jab bhi kabhi mandir jana hota hain . Mandir jane ki vo ek vajah ban gaya tha ,use is umar me jane kaun si bimari lag gayi thi bhagwan ke naam ki ,kaun si dhun thi use jo vo suraj ki tarah hi mandir me dikhta tha . Maine uski nigaho ko kabhi bhagwan ki taraf jate hue nahi dekha , uski nigahe to humesha mandir me aane vale bhagwan ke bhagtto me hi lagi rehti thi . Uske muskurate hue budhi ankho me dard to dekhta hi nahi tha bas ek khoj hi dekhti thi , jindgi ki .
Jab bhi kabhi mandir jati to humesha meri soch me vo budha aadmi hi samaya rehta tha bhul hi jati thi ki vaha bhagwan bhi hai . Prasad vala laddo dene pe uski taraf se dher share aashirvad aaj bhi yaad aate hai .
Aakhir achank uske jane ki kya vajah hogi .kya bhagwan bhi uske samohan ke aage apne samohan ko phika pate the jiski vajah se use bula liya ho ya phir uski un muskurati hui aankho pe unhe itna pyar aaya ho ki use mandir se sidhe apne pas bula liya ho . Abhi bhi mandir jane pe meri aankhe aur soch use hi khojti hai lekin soch ka kya uske na hone ki bhi hjaro khayal apne aap aa jate hain .
Ek din is suraj ki tarah uski muskurati aankhe bhi dub hi gayi phir vapas naya savera ban ke aane ke liye ......... ek an kahi kahani kho gayi un ankho pe pich lekin itna to pta chal gaya ki ek muskurahat kuch de na de, kisi ke dil me kuch yaade to de hi jata hain.
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