Sahara

Jab mujhe metro me lagaya gaya tha tab metro itna mashhur nahi thi. Kuch saal lage stations badhne me, sath hi sath coaches bhi badhe. Meri duty sabse pehle wale coach me thi. Shuru shuru me main bada pareshan hojata tha kyunki zyadatar ladke sharab peekar lipat lipat kr mujhse khade hojate the. Itna gussa ata tha mujhe ke kaise unko door hataun? Main to shuru me yehi samajhta tha ke mera kaam hi kya hoga? Na mujhmein upar handles ki tarha springs hain, na hi paiyye. Main to bas khada hu, dono gates ke beecho beech. Par jab meri demand shuru hui, tab handles ko bhi mjhse jalan hone lagi. Hota ye tha ke darwaza koi bhi khule, bheed saari meri hi taraf aati thi aur phr zyadatar log mujhe hi pakadkar apna poora safar kaat dete the. Phr kuch time baad  mera coach sirf ladkiyon ke liye reserve kardiya gaya. Us din se meri zindagi hi badalgayi. Poori metro kachre se bhi bhari ho tab bhi meri coach humesha mehekti rehti thi. Itni tarha ki khushboo mere coach me bhari rehti thi ke main khud bhool jata tha ke fiza ki asli khushboo kya hai. Aise to kayi hatho ne mere sahare apna safar teh kiya tha, magar wo char hath mere hi zariye mile the. Unme se ek hath mehndi laga hua, choodiyan pehne hue ek nayi naveli dulhan ka tha jisne wapas kaam pe jana shuru kiya tha. Doosra hath tha ek ghar ki zimmedariyon se joojhta hua hath. Teesra hath tha ek badi umar ki khatoon ka aur chautha hath tha ek bahut hi masoom si school ya college jaati hui bachchi ka. In chaaro ki mulaqat meri metro me hi hui thi jab ek din bahut bheed ki wajha se ye charo metro me mere sahare amne samne khadi thi. Kuch der baad choodiyo wale hatho ne baqiyo se kaha "kya hum apne aap ghoome ja rahe hain?" Bas! Tabse hi hansi aur dosti dono ki shuruat hui. Ek din meri metro me kisi takneeki kharabi ki wajha se mere time pe doosri metro ko bheja gaya. Yaqeen jaano aisa lag raha tha jaise us doosri metro ki coaches mujhe chidha rahi ho ke aaj to mera poora din karkhaane me jaane wala hai. Karkhaane me meri metro ki khoob marammat hui. Hote hote shaam hogyi. Shaam ko qareeb 6 baje ek bahut zor ki awaz hui. Awaz ka zor itna tha ke metro ki patriyan tak hilgayi. Poochne par sath wale pole ne bataya ke shayed kahin atish baaziyan chali hain. Karkhane se meri metro ko 6 din tak nahi nikala gaya. Main wahan pade pade bore hogaya. Aakhir ko ek pados ki metro se pata chala ke sheher me curfew laga hai. Saatve din jab meri metro ko chalaya gaya to hum phir us station par pahche. Par aaj  us platform se na to wo choodiyo wale hath aaye, na hi wo masoom hath, na badi umar wale aur na hi zimaadari se saje hath. Kuch pehle jaisa nahi tha aur phir bhi sab kuch waisa hi tha. Wo char hath maine dobara phir kabhi nahi thaame. Us coach me nayi hansi chhalki, naye qisse goonje aur main naye hath thaam kar phir se sabke safar par nikalgaya.