Kabhi-kabhi main sochta hoon
insaan apni kahaniyon me kitna kuch chhupa leta hai

Ek lafz hota hai – majboori
Aur ajeeb baat ye hai ki ye ek lafz kitni aasani se insaan ko uski hi nazron me bacha leta hai.

“Main majboor tha…”

Ye kehna bahut aasaan hota hai
Par is ek line ke peeche jo khamoshi hoti hai na
wo hamesha itni seedhi nahi hoti.

Mujhe lagta tha majboori bahar hoti hai
Halat majboor kar dete hain. log majboor kar dete hain. waqt majboor kar deta hai.

Par dheere-dheere samajh aaya – majboori bahar nahi, andar hoti hai.

Wo ek khamosh bechaini hoti hai.
jo insaan ke andar pal rahi hoti hai

Kabhi darr ke roop me,
kabhi lalach ke roop me,
kabhi kisi ko kho dene ke darr me.
aur kabhi khud ko bachane ki koshish me.

Aur phir ek pal aata hai.
bahut chhota sa pal.
jahan insaan ke paas do raaste hote hain

Ek sach ka.
aur ek asaani ka.

Us pal me wo jo chunta hai,
wahi uski asli niyat hoti hai.

Baaki sab… bas lafzon ka jaal hota hai.

Kabhi-kabhi majboori chup rehna bhi hoti hai.

Jab dil ke andar sab kuch toot raha hota hai,
par hothon par bas ek halka sa “theek hoon” reh jaata hai

Kya wo majboori hai?
Ya wo apne dard ko chhupane ki aadat hai?

Kabhi majboori zimmedari ban kar aati hai.

Insaan apne sapno ko dheere se side me rakh deta hai,
aur kehta hai – “ye sab mere liye nahi hai…”

Wo jeeta hai… par apne liye nahi.

Aur phir wo uss jeene ko ek naam de deta hai – majboori.

Par andar kahin na kahin wo jaanta hai.
ye uska faisla tha.

Aur phir majboori ka sabse gehra roop.

Jab insaan galat karta hai.

Chori… dhokha… jhooth… bewafai
aur phir kehta hai -“majboor tha…”

Yahan majboori sach nahi hoti,
wo ek parda hoti hai

Ek aisa parda jo insaan ko uske hi sach se bachata hai.

Kyuki sach ka saamna karna har kisi ke bas ki baat nahi hoti.

Pyaar me to majboori aur bhi ajeeb ho jaati hai.

Koi kehta hai –
“door jaana pada, majboori thi”
“dil badal gaya, par situation aisi thi”

Par sach kabhi itna complicated nahi hota

Sach hamesha seedha hota hai –
insaan badal gaya.

Bas wo itna seedha kehne ki himmat nahi karta

Isliye wo majboori ke peeche chhup jaata hai

Mujhe lagta hai majboori ek wajah nahi
ek aaina hai.

Wo dikhati hai ki insaan andar se kitna sachcha hai
kitna imaandaar hai aur kitna apne aap ka saamna kar sakta hai.

Halat kabhi kisi ko majboor nahi banate,
wo sirf insaan ko uski asli surat me laa dete hain.

Aur jab ye samajh aata hai na.
tab insaan logon se ladna band kar deta hai.

Wo bas dekhna shuru karta hai.

Samajhna shuru karta hai.

Aur phir dheere se door ho jaana seekh leta hai.

Kyuki har koi sach ke liye tayyar nahi hota.

Kuch log apni kahaniyon me hi theek hote hain.

Aur shayad ye bhi theek hi hai.

Par mere liye ek baat ab bilkul saaf hai –

Majboori bahana nahi hoti…
wo sirf ek khamosh aatma ki bechaini hoti hai,
jo insaan ko uski apni hadon se aage dhakel deti hai.

Phir uski majboori kya sabit hoti hai – achha ya bura,
ye uski halat par nahi, uski niyat par tay hota hai.

Aur jo insaan apni niyat ka saamna kar leta hai, use kisi bahane ki zarurat nahi padti.

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