“Kuchh raahein aisi hoti hain jo safar ke baad bhi saath chalti hain…
aur kuchh yaadein, jo kabhi suitcase mein band nahi hoti.”
Backpack band tha…
par andar ek duniya chhupi thi.
Kuchh ticket ke tukde,
ek used boarding pass,
chai ke stall ka token,
aur ek corner mein folded itinerary —
jo kabhi follow hi nahi ki gayi…
Aur jab maine bag khola,
ek puri kahani khul gayi.
Na koi writer tha, na narrator,
sirf main tha… aur mere safar ke tukde.
🎒 Backpack Sirf Samaan Nahin Hota, Wo Ek Safar Ka Partner Hota Hai
Har baar jab nikalta hoon,
toh bag pack karte waqt sirf kapde nahi, expectations bhi bhar leta hoon.
Aur jab lautta hoon,
toh kapde toh dirty laundry hote hain,
lekin emotions…
woh neatly folded hote hain — har pocket mein ek kahani ban ke.
“Backpack ki zip band hoti hai,
par usmein kuch yaadein hamesha zinda rehti hain.”
🛣️ Kahaniyaan Jo Shabd Se Nahi, Lamho Se Likhi Gayi
- Ek rickshaw ride Lucknow ki galiyon mein
jahan driver ne mujhe ek aisi kachori khilayi,
jiska taste ab tak zubaan pe hai. - Mahabaleshwar ka wo mod
jahan humne bike rok ke sirf sunset dekha tha —
bina kisi plan ke, bina kisi wajah ke. - Kerala ke beach par ek cup chai
jo active ride ke baad,
itni silent thi jaise samundar se dosti kar rahi ho.
“Kahaniyan sirf bol kar nahi,
kabhi kabhi sirf aankh band kar ke mehsoos hoti hain.”
💭 Safar Mein Sirf Raahein Nahi Badalti… Tum Bhi Badalte Ho
Pehle trip mein main har jagah selfie leta tha,
fir realize hua —
kuch lamhe camera ke liye nahi,
sirf dil ke liye hote hain.
Kahi log mile jo sirf ek station pe mile,
aur kahi log milke zindagi ka station ban gaye.
Kahi choti choti baatein,
jo kabhi journal mein nahi likhi,
par kabhi dil se bhi nahi gayi.
✈️ Travel Is Not Just Going Places… It’s Letting Places Enter You
Jab bhi kisi naye sheher mein jaata hoon,
main tourist nahi banta.
Main ek musafir ban jaata hoon —
jo kahi rukta hai, kahi sunta hai, aur kahi chhup jaata hai.
Backpack mere sath hota hai —
kabhi headrest ban jaata hai,
kabhi footrest,
aur kabhi sirf ek silent dost
jo sab kuch dekhta hai,
lekin kuch nahi kehta.
“Har musafir ke bag mein yaadein hoti hain,
par har dil mein unki kahaniyaan hoti hain…
jo kabhi blog ban jaati hain,
aur kabhi sirf khamoshi mein muskurahat.”
💫 Toh Tumhara Backpack Kya Kehna Chahta Hai?
Agar tum kabhi apna bag khol ke dhyan se dekho…
toh usmein ek rumal nahi,
ek yaad milegi.
Ek charger nahi,
ek moment milega.
Ek map nahi,
ek mod milega — jahan tum badle the.
Aur tumhare dil mein…
wo kahaniyan ab bhi chal rahi hain.
Toh phir kya soch rahe ho?
Pack karo, aur nikal padho…
kyunki tumhara agla blog, tumhare agle mod pe likha jaana baaki hai.