Meri maa ki shaadi - Part 1
Hi doston, mera naam Kamesh hai. Main ek 30 saal ka IT engineer hu. Aaj main mere jeevan ki sacchi kahani aapko batane jaa raha hu. Ye kahani hai meri aur mere parivar ki. Main ek Maharashtriyan family se hu. Main south kokan mein rehta hu. Jo Goa se bahut kareeb hai. Mere parivar mein mere pita Mr. Shantaram, meri maa Mrs. Shalini, aur meri do behne rehti thi. Lagbhag 6 saal pehle mere papa ka dehant hua. Wo ek private firm mein clerk the, aur unki umar 55 saal ki thi. Motape ki wajah se unko heart attack aaya aur wo guzar gaye. Tab meri chhoti behne 20 aur 19 saal ki thi, aur padh rahi thi. Meri maa ki shaadi bahut kam age mein hui thi, aur wo us samay 44 saal ki thi. Main tab meri padhayi poori karke naya-naya job pe laga tha. Mujhe ek saal ho gaya tha. Maa ki baat kare to pita ji jaane ki wajah se wo bahut dukhi aur tension mein thi. Hum itne ameer nahi the. Hamara ek bada chaar kamron wala makaan tha. Par zameen, paisa, sona bachat kuch nahi tha. Pita ji ka pension bhi nahi thi. Do betiyon ki shaadi aur padhayi bhi thi. Mere shaadi ke baad nayi bahu kitna mujhe ghar ki zimmedariyon ko uthane deti, ya main kitni madad karunga, ye sochne pe maa majboor thi. Ghar chalane ko lekar chintit thi. Tabhi hamare rishtedaar pita ji ke masik tithi ke din baith kar charcha kar rahe the. Maa ke pita ji aur mere kaka ji keh rahe the, ki wo log hame support karne ki sthiti mein the nahi, aur meri shaadi ke baad cheeze badal sakti thi. Isliye meri maa aur behne unki zimmedari lene ke liye maa ko kisi ameer aadmi se shaadi karni chahiye. Kyunki wo abhi jawaan thi aur poori zindagi uski jaani thi. Ye sab batein main sun raha tha. Maa kuch bol nahi rahi thi. Uske halaat kharaab the. Ye sab baatein kar buzurgon ne maa aur mujhe sochne ko kaha. Sab rishtedaar ek-ek kar chale gaye. Main kaam par jaane laga. Meri salary main har maheene laa kar maa ko dene laga. Usme se thoda kharcha main le leta. Tabhi ek din maa ne mujhe bulaya aur kaha use mujhse baat karni thi. Ghar par koi nahi tha. Maa boli: Beta toone nana ji aur kaka ji ki baat ka kya socha? Main bola: Aapka kya maanna hai? Aur kya sochna hai? Maa boli: Dekh beta, aaj nahi to kal teri shaadi ho jayegi. Tere baal-bachhe ho jayenge. Tera kharcha badh jayega, aur dhyan batt jayega. Teri do behno ki shaadi ka kharcha saamne hai. Hamari koi poonji nahi. Rishtedaar kaam ke nahi, bas naam ke hai. Tu bol kya tum ye sab kar paoge? Ya fir main kisi ameer buddhe se shaadi kar lu, jo hamare sab kharche utha le? Main bola: Maa kya tum shaadi karna chaahti ho? Maa boli: Abhi main jawaan hu. Baad mein meri bhi shaadi hogi nahi. Buddhe ko shaadi ka sukh milega, aur mujhe meri betiyon ko aadhar. Unke aur mere bhavishya ke liye main nana ji ko bolungi ki koi ameer dhoondh le jiski biwi marr gayi ho, jo mujhe apna le meri bachiyon ke sath. Main bola: Mujhe thoda wakt do sochne ke liye. Maa boli: Main tujhe naraaz kar tujhe bina bole kuch bhi nahi karna chaahti hu. Us din se maine maa ke baare mein sochna shuru kiya. Meri maa abhi jawaan thi 44 ki age to buddha hone ki nahi thi. Uska badan mujhe dikhne laga. Ab aate-jaate main unko ache se dekhne laga. Wo 5.5 feet ki ek ache-khaase figure wali aurat thi. Gora rang, medium size ke boobs, na patli na zyada kamar, pet zyada nahi, bhare hue nitambh, kidhar bhi zyada maas nahi, chikni twacha, badi-badi hiran wali aankheb, seedhi nasika, gulaabi rass bhare honth, kaale lambe baal. Wo saree pehanti thi. Cotton ki plain rango ki. Ab mujhe lagne laga ki meri maa sach mein roop ka khazana thi. Kaam ki devi thi. Jawaani mein vidhwa hona uska dosh nahi tha. Pita ji usse 13 saal bade aur mote the. Isme uska kya dosh tha. Agar is ghar ki zimmedariyon se bhaag gaya ya nahi uthaya to maa ke paas doosra raasta bhi kya tha? Aur meri maa kisi buddhe ki hawas ki legal shikaar ho jaye, ye mujhe kaise lagega? Jaise-jaise main sochte gaya, meri maa ke prati pyaas badh gayi, aur maine maa ko paane ki thaan li. Har roz mere saamne se chalne wali maa ke ang pratyang mujhe bulane lage. Maa ke blouse mein chhupe aam mujhe dikhne lage. Maa ki badi mazboot gaand mujhe dabane ke liye majboor kar rahi thi. Main maa ke hontho ko choom ke choosne ke khwaab dekhne laga. Par ye sab galat tha, aisa mere dimag mein aata, aur main hosh mein aata. Tabhi maine net mein dekha, aur padha ki purane greek, egypt aur roman rajyo mein apni vidhwa maa se shaadi karna aam baat thi. Aur unke sambhog ke varnan bhi kiye gaye the. Indian history mein bhi aisi shaadiyon ke zikr mujhe mile. Fir maine socha ki meri maa ko shaadi karni thi to wo mujhse hogi. Aur uska koi bhog lega to wo main loonga. Aur maine maa se baat karne ka fainsla kiya. Ek din subah jab meri behne college gayi hui thi, tab maine maa ko bulaya. Wo mera office jaane ka tiffin taiyaar kar rahi thi. Wo baahar hall mein aayi, aur boli- Maa: Kya hai beta? Maine use mere saamne baithne ko kaha, aur bola: Maa tumhari main shaadi karwana chaahta hu. Jisse ki tumhari zindagi ache se guzar jaye, jawani sawar jaye, aur in dono ki shaadi bhi achi jagah dhoom-dhaam se ho jaye. Tumhara pati tumhara ache se khayaal rakhe, aur tumhe kisi bhi cheez ki kami na ho. Maa boli: Theek kehte ho. Hame in teen saalo mein inki shaadi karni hogi. Main bola: Wo theek hai, par mujhe ek baat batao. Tumhara aur pita ji ka vevahik jeevan kaisa tha? Tum mein aur unme kaafi antar tha. Aur wo mote bhi the. Kya wo tumhe shareerik sukh de paate the? Mere sawaal sun maa bigad gayi aur boli: Ye kya bakwas kar rahe ho? Tumhe apne maa pita ke baare mein aisa nahi bolna chahiye. Main bola: Waise nahi maa. Par tumhari shaadi hogi to naya pati tumse kaam ki iccha karega, aur agar tum itne din ya saalon se nahi kar rahi ho, to tumhe adjust karne mein takleef hogi. To waise main unko samja saku. Maa boli: Beta mere aur unke beech unki shareerik kamzori ke kaaran pichle 15 saalon se vevahik rishta naam ka tha.