Kabhi Kabhi Sirf Dost Ka Saath Kaafi Hota Hai

Kabhi-kabhi zindagi bilkul theek chal rahi hoti hai.
Na koi badi problem, na koi khaas khushi.
Bas… ek ajeeb si thakaan hoti hai, jo shareer se zyada mann mein hoti hai.

Us din bhi kuch aisa hi tha.

Office ka kaam time par khatam ho gaya tha, phone mein notifications the, ghar jaane ka rasta bhi wahi roz ka tha. Phir bhi mann mein ek khaali pan tha—jaise din poora ho gaya ho, par dil abhi bhi kuch dhoondh raha ho.

Maine bina zyada soche Rohit ko call kiya.
“Free hai?”
“Bas abhi nikla hoon. Kya hua?”
“Kuch nahi… bas milne ka mann kar raha hai.”

Usne kuch poocha nahi.
Bas bola, “Wahi chai wali tapri?”

Shaam ke waqt woh chhoti si tapri hamesha se hamari jagah rahi hai. Na zyada bheed, na zyada awaaz. Bas garam chai, thodi si hawa, aur purani baatein.

Thodi der mein Ankit bhi aa gaya. Teen hum—jaise hamesha se the.

Kisi ne poocha nahi, “Sab theek hai?”
Kisi ne ye bhi nahi kaha, “Tu thaka hua lag raha hai.”
Bas teen cup chai aaye, aur hum chup-chaap peene lage.

Kuch pal aise hote hain jahan khamoshi awkward nahi hoti.
Woh sirf… comfortable hoti hai.

Rohit ne dheere se kaha,
“Yaad hai college ke baad yahin aake baithte the?”

Ankit hansa,
“Tab lagta tha zindagi bohot badi hai. Ab lagta hai bohot tez hai.”

Hum teeno thode der ke liye chup ho gaye.
Jaise kisi ne bina kahe hi dil ki baat keh di ho.

Mujhe yaad aaya, kaise pehle hum ghanton baatein karte the—sapne, plans, future. Ab baatein kam ho gayi thi, par ehsaas wahi the. Shayad aur gehre.

Maine kaha,
“Aajkal sab kuch fast ho gaya hai na… rukne ka time hi nahi milta.”

Rohit ne chai ka aakhri sip liya aur bola,
“Isliye toh yeh jagah hai. Yahan aake lagta hai thoda slow ho sakte hain.”

Ankit ne phone jeb mein daala aur kaha,
“Notice kiya? Jab hum milte hain, phone apne aap side ho jaata hai.”

Sach keh raha tha woh.

Hum teeno alag-alag zindagiyon mein busy the—
kisi ke ghar ki zimmedariyan,
kisi ke career ka pressure,
kisi ke mann ke sawaal.

Par is bench par baithte hi sab thoda halka ho jaata tha.

Kisi ne advice nahi di.
Kisi ne solutions nahi bataye.
Bas saath baithe rahe.

Shaam dheere-dheere raat mein badalne lagi. Tapri wali chai thandi ho rahi thi, par mann thoda garam lag raha tha—jaise kisi ne andar se sambhal liya ho.

Ankit ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Funny hai na… hum kuch bhi special nahi kar rahe, phir bhi accha lag raha hai.”

Maine sir hilaaya.
“Kyunki shayad humein kuch karna nahi tha. Bas saath hona tha.”

Rohit ne hamesha ki tarah mazaak mein baat khatam ki,
“Chalo, zyada emotional hone se pehle nikalte hain.”

Hum hase. Woh hasi jo zor-zor se nahi hoti, par dil se nikalti hai.

Ghar jaate waqt mann mein ek ajeeb si shaanti thi. Problems wahi thi, sawaal bhi wahi the. Par ab woh itne bhaari nahi lag rahe the.

Shayad isliye, kyunki mujhe yaad aa gaya tha—

Zindagi mein har baar kisi solution ki zaroorat nahi hoti.
Kabhi-kabhi sirf kisi apne ka saath hi kaafi hota hai.

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Agar yeh kahani aapko apni si lagi, toh shayad aap bhi jaante hain—
dosti shabdon ki mohtaaj nahi hoti.