Ek Teacher Ki Kahani

**Ek Ustaadi Ki Kahani **  

Ek ustani kehti hain, **”Main class mein enter hui aur peeche se darwaza band kar liya. Maine decide kiya ke aaj apna sara gussa bachon pe nikalungi.”**  

Sach mein, jis bache ne homework nahi kiya tha, use pakda aur maar diya!  

Ek bacha jo table pe so raha tha, uska haath pakda aur kaha:  

*”Tumhara homework kahan hai?”*  

Wo bacha darr ke peechay hata aur larazte hue bola, *”Bhool gaya hoon, mujhe maaf kar dijiye.”*  

Maine use aur bhi zor se pakda aur apna sara gussa jo mere husband ki wajah se tha, uspe nikal diya.  

Fir maine ek bache ko khada dekha, wo mere paas aaya, mera daaman kheenchte hue haath se ishara kiya ke jhuk kar uski baat sunun.  

Main gusse se murri, jhuki aur kaha, *”Haan bolo, kya hai?”*  

Wo muskurakar bari masoomiyat se bola, **”Kya hum class ke bahar baat kar sakte hain? Ye bohot zaroori hai.”**  

Maine use be-sabri se dekha aur socha zaroor koi chhoti si baat hogi, jaise kisi ne uska pen chura liya hoga.  

Lekin jab maine uski baat suni, to main uski samajhdari se hairan reh gayi. Uske pass kitni training thi!  

Wo halki si muskurahat ke saath bola:  

*”Dekhiye teacher, aap bohot achi hain aur hum sab aap se mohabbat karte hain. Lekin mera wo dost, jise aapne aakhir mein maara, wo yateem hai. Uski maa usse hamesha maarti hai jab wo koi ghalti karta hai.”*  

*”Wo uski ghalat tarbiyat karti hai, isi liye wo aksar cheezein bhool jata hai aur har cheez se darta hai. Itna ke wo humare saath khelne se bhi darta hai, kyunki usse lagta hai ke hum bhi use marenge.”*  

*”Main uska dost hoon aur hamesha uske saath rehta hoon. Usne mujhe bataya ke usse maar khana bilkul pasand nahi. Agar aap uska jism dekhein to aapko maar ke nishaan milenge, jo uski maa ne diye hain.”*  

Phir wo bacha bola, **”Kya aap hamari maa aur murabbi ban sakti hain? Aur please, jab aap class mein aayein, apna gussa aur tension bahar chhod kar aayein, kyunki hum aap se mohabbat karte hain aur aapse bohot kuch seekhte hain.”**  

Main hairani se use dekhti hoon aur kehti hoon, *”Tum itne bade logon ki tarah kaise baat kar lete ho?”*  

To wo jawab deta hai, **”Meri maa ne mujhe hamesha achha guman karna sikhaya hai, aur ye bhi kaha hai:”**  

*”Tumhe nahi pata ke saamne wala kis halat mein hai, is liye apna gussa aur tension ek taraf rakho aur logon se narmi se pesh aao. Duniya mein bohot si takleef-deh cheezein hain.”*  

Unhone ye bhi kaha:  

*”Agar tum kisi ko pareshaan dekho, to usse maafi maang lo, chaahe tum uski takleef ke zimmedar na ho.”*  

Phir wo mujhe gale lagata hai aur kehta hai:  

**”Yakeenan aap kisi wajah se naraz hain, isi liye aaj hume maara. Teacher, main aapse maafi maangta hoon, please naraz mat ho, kyunki aap bohot achi hain.”**  

Main hairani ke aalam mein khadi thi, aisa mehsoos ho raha tha jaise main ek chhoti bachi hoon aur wo mera ustaad aur murabbi hai. Kya aaj bhi aisi tarbiyat hoti hai?  

Aur kya aisi maayein mojood hain jo apne bachon ki itni behtareen tarbiyat karti hain?  

Maine us bache se kaha, **”Theek hai, main use kaise manaaun?”**  

To wo bola:  

*”Ye lijiye, chocolate! Use ye pasand hai. Agar wo aapko maaf kar de to apne Rab se istighfar karein aur ‘SubhanAllah wa bihamdihi’ padhein taake jannat mein aapke liye ek darakht ugay.”*  

Maine kaha, **”Jese duniya mein darakht hote hain?”**  

Wo bola, **”Meri teacher, jannat ke darakht duniya ke darakhton jaise nahi hote.”**  

*”Meri maa ne bataya ke jannat ke darakht ke phal bohot naram, bade aur shehad se bhi zyada meethay hote hain, aur unmein koi beej nahi hota.”*  

Maine poocha, **”Anas, kya main tumhari maa ko koi tohfa de sakti hoon?”**  

Wo bola, **”Haan, magar wo hamesha kehti hain ke ‘Anas mera tohfa hai.’ “**  

Maine kaha, **”Waqai, tum ek bohot bara tohfa ho aur bohot pyaare bache ho.”**  

Anas ne kaha, **”Chaliye, aayiye Ahmed ko manaate hain. Mere pass 5 rupay hain, isse chocolate le kar Ahmed ko de dijiye, aur keh dijiye ke aapne uske liye kharidi hai.”**  

Maine Anas se kaha, **”Tumhari maa waqai ek azeem khatoon hain, wo jannat ki haqdar hain.”**  

**Waqt guzar gaya.**  

*”Miss Reham, aap kaisi hain?”*  

Maine mud kar dekha to **Anas tha, ab ek jawan ladka, chashma pehne khada tha aur uski maa uske saath thi, jinke chehre par noor tha.**  

Baad mein Anas ki maa mere liye ek tohfa le kar aayin aur bola:  

*”Aap Anas ki ustaad thi, ye tohfa meri taraf se qabool karein. Aapne jo acchai Anas ko sikhayi, yakeenan us mein aapka bhi hissa hai.”*  

Maine hairani se kaha, **”Kaise?”**  

Wo boli:  

*”Alhamdulillah, mera beta ab dental college mein lecturer hai.”*  

Meri aankhon mein aansu the. Maine kaha:  

*”Aapka shukriya, ye hadiye to aap jaise logon ke liye hain. Aap samajhti hain ke aapne sirf Anas ki tarbiyat ki? Haqiqat mein, aapki tarbiyat ne mujhe bhi sudhar diya.”*  

*”Aapke bete ne mujhe saalon pehle ek sabak diya, jisne meri zindagi badal di. Isi wajah se maine apne bachon ki achi tarbiyat ki, aur mera zawaji rishta bhi behtar ho gaya.”*  

**Hikmat:**  

Ek **neik biwi** society ki jannat banane ke liye ek **mazboot buniyad** hai.  

Aur **ek gharaylu aurat ka kirdar** kabhi kam mat samajhna, kyunki wo **poori nasl ki murabbi hoti hai.**