Insaaniyat Ki Ek Chhoti Si Eent
Ek dafa ka zikr hai ke ek jawaan, mehnati aur kaamyab executive apni nayi aur chamakti hui Mercedes gaadi mein shehar ke ek aam se ilaake se guzar raha tha. Gaadi ki narm raftaar, engine ki awaaz aur nayi kamyaabi ka nasha uske chehre par saaf nazar aa raha tha. Zindagi ki race mein aage nikal jaane ka ehsaas use andar hi andar fakhr se bhar raha tha.
Sadak ke kinaare kuch ghareeb bachche mitti aur pattharon ke saath khel rahe the. Unke chehron par masoomiyat thi, lekin unki zindagi ki sakhti bhi saaf jhalak rahi thi. Executive ne sirf ek sarseri si nazar daali aur gaadi aage badha di. Uske liye woh bachche sirf manzar ka hissa the, zindagi ki haqeeqat nahi.
Achaanak ek tez awaaz hui. Ek eent aakar gaadi ke sheeshe se takraayi aur sheesha choor choor ho gaya. Executive ne zor se brake lagayi. Gusse se bhara hua woh gaadi se utra, us chhote ladke ko pakad kar sakht lehje mein bola,
“Tumhein andaza bhi hai tumne kya kar diya hai? Yeh meri nayi gaadi hai. Is nuksaan ki bharpai mein mujhe bahut paisa lag jaayega.”
Ladka darr aur sharmindagi ke beech kaanp raha tha. Aankhon se aansu beh rahe the. Usne bharayi hui awaaz mein kaha,
“Saab, mujhe maaf kar dijiye. Mera iraada kisi ko nuksaan pahunchane ka nahi tha. Lekin koi bhi ruk nahi raha tha. Mujhe majbooran eent phenkni padi.”
Yeh keh kar usne thodi door ek jagah ki taraf ishara kiya. Wahan ek bachcha wheelchair ke paas sadak par gira hua tha.
“Woh mere bhai hain. Woh wheelchair se gir gaye hain. Unhein chot lagi hai. Main chhota hoon, unhein utha nahi pa raha tha.”
Is manzar ne executive ke dil ko gehri chot pahunchayi. Gussa dheere dheere khamoshi mein badalne laga. Woh bina kuch kahe aage badha, zakhmi bachche ko sambhaal kar uthaya, uske kapdon ko saaf kiya aur aahista se wapas wheelchair par bitha diya.
Mohabbat mujhe un jawanon se hai,
— Allama Iqbal
Sitaron pe jo daalte hain kamand.
Is sher ki roshni mein dekha jaaye, to asal jawani sirf taqat aur kamyaabi ka naam nahi, balki buland soch, rehmdili aur insaaniyat ka izhar hoti hai. Jab executive ne apne gusse par qaabu paakar ek majboor bachche ki madad ki, to usne bhi isi buland soch ka saboot diya.
Chhota ladka shukr aur sukoon ke saath bola,
“Shukriya saab, Khuda aapko barkat de.”
Yeh alfaaz executive ke dil mein der tak goonjhte rahe. Usne mehsoos kiya ke agar woh thoda sa aur tez hota, agar woh ek pal ke liye bhi nahi rukta, to shayad yeh madad kabhi ho hi nahi paati. Kabhi kabhi zindagi humein rokne ke liye zor se pukaar nahi lagati, balki ek chhoti si eent phenk kar humein hosh mein laati hai.
Sochne Wali Baat
Is daud-bhaag bhari duniya mein hum itne masroof ho jaate hain ke doosron ki majboori, dard aur khamosh fariyaad dekhna bhool jaate hain. Hum samajhte hain ke hum sahi raaste par hain, lekin jab tak insaaniyat saath na ho, har raasta adhoora hota hai.
Agar hum waqt par nahi rukte, to zindagi humein jhatka dekar rukne par majboor karti hai, taaki hum apni soch, apne rawaiye aur apni priorities par dobara gaur kar saken.
SabKe Liye Paighaam
Apne customers, clients aur apne aas paas ke logon ke saath rehmdili aur imandari ka rawaiya rakhiye. Woh apni mehnat ki kamai aap par bharosa karke kharch karte hain. Unki qadr, unki baat aur unki majbooriyon ko samajhna hi asal kamyaabi hai.
Paisa dobara kamaaya ja sakta hai, gaadi dobara khareedi ja sakti hai, lekin insaan ka dil jeetna aur kisi ke liye asaani paida karna hi woh daulat hai jo zindagi ko waqai qeemti bana deti hai.