“Akele safar par nikla tha,
aur raaste ne kaha—
‘Tu pehle khud se toh mil le.’”
Kuch safar tum plan nahi karte…
woh tumhe khud bula lete hain.
Bikaner, ek aisa sheher tha
jo mere list mein kabhi top pe nahi tha,
lekin uss waqt mere dil mein sabse zyada jagah bana gaya.
Waqt kuch aisa tha ki mujhe kisi aur ki zarurat nahi thi,
sirf ek brake chahiye tha —
apne fast forward life ke remote pe pause dabane ke liye.
🚉 Train Ka Sannata Aur Ek Khud Se Conversation
Vadodara se chhuti ek train —
mera ek chhota sa bag, ek window seat
aur saath mein khamoshi.
Bahar jaise landscape badal raha tha,
andar waise hi meri soch bhi shape shift kar rahi thi.
“Safar mein sabse badi luxury hoti hai—
kisi aur ke bina bhi khush rehna.”
🏜️ Bikaner – Sheher Kam, Soch Zyada
Bikaner pahunchte hi
na tourist rush tha,
na selfie ke poses…
sirf main tha, ek unfamiliar jagah mein,
aur ek sukoon jo familiar tha.
Galiyan sandy thi,
par logon ki muskaan moist thi.
Ek chai wala bola:
“Bhaiya, ghumne aaye ho?”
Maine kaha:
“Nahi, shayad rukne.”
Aur usne sirf haan mein sir hila diya…
shayad usne meri aankhon ka bhaav padh liya tha.
🏰 Junagarh Fort – Itna Saaf Ki Apne Aap Se Nazar Nahi Hati
Main Junagarh Fort gaya —
ekdum shaant, clean aur dignity se bhara.
Kisi ne guide offer kiya…
maine mana kar diya.
Kya zarurat hai kisi aur ki explanation ki,
jab tumhare andar hi ek kahani chal rahi ho?
Waha ki deewaron pe haath firaya,
aur laga jaise har room, har balcony mujhe keh rahi ho:
“Tere jaise musafir humne kai dekhe hain…
kuchh chale gaye, kuchh yahin reh gaye.”
🌄 Shaam Ki Dhoop, Aur Khud Ki Talaash
Ek local park ke bench par shaam ko baitha tha…
na hath mein phone, na koi thought.
Bas logon ko dekhta, aur khud ke andar kuchh settle karta.
Ek chhoti ladki apni cycle ke handle pe ek balloon bandh ke jaa rahi thi,
aur main bas uss balloon ki tarah
apne hi emotions ke hawa mein udta jaa raha tha.
“Kabhi kabhi zindagi tumhe kisi sheher nahi…
kisi silence ke through heal kar deti hai.”
🌃 Hotel Ka Kamra Aur Khamoshi Ki Loudest Conversation
Raat mein kamre ka fan ghoom raha tha,
aur meri soch bhi.
Kya main khush hoon?
Kya mujhe break chahiye ya nayee shuruat?
Aur uss raat pehli baar,
maine bina kisi distraction ke,
khud se woh baat ki jise main hamesha taal deta tha.
“Apne aap se milne ke liye
tumhe door nahi jaana padta…
bas apne andar utarna padta hai.”
💭 Bikaner Ne Kya Diya?
- Ek sheher jahan log chup hain,
lekin tumhara inner voice loud ho jaata hai. - Jahan tum tourist nahi,
ek musafir ban jaate ho— jo dikhta kam, mehsoos zyada karta hai. - Aur ek safar
jo tumhe kisi aur se nahi… tumse mila deta hai.
“Main Bikaner ghoomne nahi gaya tha…
main apne aap se milne gaya tha.”
“Aur waha mujhe ek version mila,
jo thoda chhupa hua tha,
thoda bhoola hua tha,
par sach mein mera tha.”