Ek registhan me ek untho(Camels) ka jhund rehata tha. Usme ek unthani kafi bimar thi. Usko apni life ke antim din najdik aate dikh rahe the. Vo kafi pareshaan thi…isliye nahi ki uske din nasdik aa rahe the balki isliye ki uska ek chota baccha tha…jisne duniya abhi dekhi hi nahi thi. Usko ye chinta sata rahi thi ki mai mere bacche ko kuch nahi kar paungi. Usko janm to diya par jine layak nahi bana paungi….uske saat rehkar mai usko zindagi ki sikh nahi de paungi.
Jab uska antim waqt aa gaya to usne apne choote bacche ko paas me bulaya or kaha…mere laal mujhe maaf karna….mai tumhe jivan ke har mod pe sawarne ke liye aa nahi paungi….tumhe apni life khud jini hai…agar tumhe puri zindagi jinni hai to meri ek baat hamesha yaad rakhna…..bachha aatur hokar puchta hai….vo baat kya hai maa?…..BETE JHUND ME CHALTE SAMAY HAMESHA BICH ME HI REHNA…FIRST OR LAST ME KABHI NAHI….or iske baad vo chal basi……
Bachee ke dimag me ye baat nahi aayi…..par maa ki baat thi isliye uska palan karna jaruri hai…isliye maa ke bataye hua raste pe chalne laga…..or samay k saat bada bhi ho gaya….
Ek din achanak use ye mehsus hua ki maa ki kahi hue baat se use na kuch fayda or na hi nuksaan ho raha hai….life har roz jaise hi chal rahi hai…..to phir is raaste pe chalne ka kya matlab hai….koi matlab nahi hai…isliye usne apne erade badal diya….
Vo phir jhund me bichme na chalte hue sabse aage chalne laga…kuch din yu hi bit gaye…ek din achanak tufaan aaya or samne hone ki vajaha se toofan ki sabse jyada maar use hi jhelne padi….usko turant apni maa ki baato ki yaad aayi…par use laga ki maa ne use jhut bola tha…aise me agar mai sabse last me hota to mai sabse jyada safe rehata…..
Isliye vo jhund ke sabse last me rehne laga…. Ek din use mehsus hua ki koi use jor jor se pith raha hai….lathiya barsa raha hai….pure sarir me dard hone laga…piche mudkar dekha to uska malik hi use pith raha tha….jhund ko jaldi jaldi hankna tha….aage le jana tha isliye lathiya barsa raha tha….sham ko uski ma ki dusri baat bhi yaad aaye…..or apni maa ka sukriya aada kiya….jivan jine ki is anmol sikh dene ke liye….use mehasus hua …mujhe meri maa bahut chahati thi…isliye usne aise sikh di jo zindagi me hamesha mere saat hi mere saaye ki tarah rehati hai…….
Moral: Anything in life in extreme excess or extreme deficit is a problem. Fowwow the middle path.
Jab uska antim waqt aa gaya to usne apne choote bacche ko paas me bulaya or kaha…mere laal mujhe maaf karna….mai tumhe jivan ke har mod pe sawarne ke liye aa nahi paungi….tumhe apni life khud jini hai…agar tumhe puri zindagi jinni hai to meri ek baat hamesha yaad rakhna…..bachha aatur hokar puchta hai….vo baat kya hai maa?…..BETE JHUND ME CHALTE SAMAY HAMESHA BICH ME HI REHNA…FIRST OR LAST ME KABHI NAHI….or iske baad vo chal basi……
Bachee ke dimag me ye baat nahi aayi…..par maa ki baat thi isliye uska palan karna jaruri hai…isliye maa ke bataye hua raste pe chalne laga…..or samay k saat bada bhi ho gaya….
Ek din achanak use ye mehsus hua ki maa ki kahi hue baat se use na kuch fayda or na hi nuksaan ho raha hai….life har roz jaise hi chal rahi hai…..to phir is raaste pe chalne ka kya matlab hai….koi matlab nahi hai…isliye usne apne erade badal diya….
Vo phir jhund me bichme na chalte hue sabse aage chalne laga…kuch din yu hi bit gaye…ek din achanak tufaan aaya or samne hone ki vajaha se toofan ki sabse jyada maar use hi jhelne padi….usko turant apni maa ki baato ki yaad aayi…par use laga ki maa ne use jhut bola tha…aise me agar mai sabse last me hota to mai sabse jyada safe rehata…..
Isliye vo jhund ke sabse last me rehne laga…. Ek din use mehsus hua ki koi use jor jor se pith raha hai….lathiya barsa raha hai….pure sarir me dard hone laga…piche mudkar dekha to uska malik hi use pith raha tha….jhund ko jaldi jaldi hankna tha….aage le jana tha isliye lathiya barsa raha tha….sham ko uski ma ki dusri baat bhi yaad aaye…..or apni maa ka sukriya aada kiya….jivan jine ki is anmol sikh dene ke liye….use mehasus hua …mujhe meri maa bahut chahati thi…isliye usne aise sikh di jo zindagi me hamesha mere saat hi mere saaye ki tarah rehati hai…….
Moral: Anything in life in extreme excess or extreme deficit is a problem. Fowwow the middle path.
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