Ek Request, Ek Zindagi

Synopsis

Title: “Ek Request, Ek Zindagi” Kahani shuru hoti hai saal 2025 ke Durga Puja se… Sheher roshniyon se jagmaga raha tha. Dhol ki awaaz, pandalon ki bheed, logon ke chehron par muskaan — har taraf utsav tha. Par un sab ke beech ek ladka bhi tha… jiske dil mein halka sa khalipan tha. 5–6 saal se usne pyaar ko sirf shayariyon mein mehsoos kiya tha. Dusron ki kahaniyon mein jeeya tha. Apni zindagi mein bas intezaar tha. Woh ladka shayari likhta tha. Raat ke sannate mein lafzon ko sajata, unhe Instagram par post karta, aur phir chup-chaap unhe dekh kar muskurata. Ek raat, bina kisi wajah ke, uski ungli scroll karte karte ruk gayi. Ek profile saamne thi. Kya tha us profile mein? Aankhon ka noor? Shayari ka jaadu? Ya sirf kismat ka ishara? Usne bina soche request bhej di. “Accept hogi ya nahi?” Dil dhadak raha tha. Aur phir… notification aayi. Request Accepted. Us pal usse laga jaise bheed mein kisi ne uska naam pukara ho. Woh uski pictures like karta. Woh uski shayari like karti. Dono ke beech sirf likes ka rishta tha — khamosh, par gehra. Ladka har roz sochta, “Aaj message karunga.” Par har raat himmat haar jaata. Phir ek din, screen par ek message chamka. English mein likha tha: “You write very beautiful shayari. Please keep writing for readers like us.” Usne do baar padha. Teen baar padha. Phir tod-phod ke samjha. Dil mein aisa laga jaise kisi ne uski mehnat ko apna naam de diya ho. Usne jaldi se reply kiya. Shukriya kaha. Tarif ki. Aur phir baat wahi ruk gayi. Kuch din baad ek festival aaya. Usne dekha — woh vrat par thi. Is baar usne khud message kiya, “Aap bhi vrat rakhti ho?” Aur us ek sawaal ne dono ke beech ki khamoshi tod di. Ab raaton mein baatein hone lagi. Pehle text, phir calls. Ladka thoda pagal sa tha — dil mein jo aata bol deta. Woh samajhdar thi — law student. Har baat soch samajh kar karti. Phir aaya woh din, jab pehli baar video call hui. Screen par ladka — lambe baal, badi daadhi, thoda beparwah. Screen ke doosri taraf — woh. Khubsurat. Shaant. Aankhon mein gehra samandar. Kuch din baad ladke ne daadhi kaat di. Shayad use laga, pyaar thoda sa behtar dikhne ka haq rakhta hai. Phir hui pehli mulaqat. Woh scooty se gaya tha. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne use pitha khilaya. Bas kuch pal saath baithe. Par woh pal uske liye zindagi ke sabse mehfooz lamhe ban gaye. Phir ek din woh beemar thi. Ladka dawai lene gaya. Saath mein ek handwritten letter… aur ek payal. Jab usne diya, toh woh gussa ho gayi. Mana kar diya. Par ladka janta tha — pyaar zid nahi, par sacchai zaroor hoti hai. Usne request ki… aur woh maan gayi. Samandar ke kinare baithna… mandir jana… baatein karna… Har mulaqat mein jaise waqt ruk jaata tha. Uska birthday aaya. Ladki ne surprise diya — uske doston ko video call par jod kar cake cut karwaya. Ladka us din bachche ki tarah khush tha. Usse laga, duniya mein agar koi use samajhta hai, toh woh sirf woh hai. Phir wapas jaane ka waqt aaya. Bus chal padi. Screen par woh thi. Aur uski aankhon mein aansu. Raste bhar video call chalu rahi. Do shehron ke beech ek dil latakta raha. New Year par dono hilltop gaye. Thandi hawa, saath ki tasveerein, chupke se ki gayi duaayein. Raat ko ladka gurudware gaya, use wish kiya. 1 January ki subah dono mandir gaye. Jaise nayi shuruaat ko khud bhagwan ke saamne likh rahe ho. Phir woh wapas college chali gayi. Do mahine tak bas video calls. Kabhi hasi, kabhi jhagde, kabhi chup rehkar bhi sab keh dena. Valentine week bhi screen ke saamne hi manaya. Movie dekhi, thoda naraz hue, phir mana liya. 5–6 saal tak jis pyaar ka intezaar tha… woh achanak 2025 mein haqiqat ban gaya. Kabhi kabhi ladka sochta hai — “Ek request bhejne ki himmat na ki hoti, toh kya hota?” Shayad zindagi chalti rehti. Par usmein woh roshni nahi hoti… jo usne di. Usne use sirf pyaar nahi diya. Usne use jeene ka maqsad diya. Aur kahani abhi khatam nahi hui… Yeh toh bas shuruaat thi. ❤️