Kabhi-kabhi zindagi bilkul normal lagti hai.
Subah hoti hai, alarm bajta hai, hum uth jaate hain.
Mobile check karte hain, messages dekhte hain, duniya chal rahi hoti hai.
Aur hum bhi…
chal rahe hote hain.
Par phir bhi…
kahin na kahin kuch ruk sa jata hai.
Tum haste ho, par wo hasi thodi bhari hoti hai.
Tum baat karte ho, par baaton mein jaan kam hoti hai.
Tum logon ke saath hote ho, phir bhi akela feel hota hai.
Aur tab…
wo ek sawaal aata hai.
Koi cheekh kar nahi poochta.
Koi awaaz nahi hoti.
Bas dil ke andar ek halki si chubhan hoti hai.
"Kya main theek hoon?"
Ye sawaal bada simple lagta hai.
Par sach ye hai —
ye sawaal sabse mushkil hota hai.
Kyunki iska jawab Google pe nahi milta.
Kyunki ispe koi "right" ya "wrong" nahi hota.
Aur sabse badi baat —
iska jawab dene ke liye khud se honest hona padta hai.
Hum sab apni zindagi mein roles nibha rahe hote hain.
Kisi ke liye hum "strong" hain.
Kisi ke liye "samajhdaar".
Kisi ke liye "responsible".
Par kabhi-kabhi mann karta hai poochne ka —
"Aur main khud ke liye kya hoon?"
Ye sawaal zyada tar raat ko aata hai.
Jab sab so jaate hain.
Jab phone ki roshni kam ho jaati hai.
Jab duniya chup hoti hai.
Us khamoshi mein…
sirf hum hote hain
aur humara dimag.
Dimag jo yaadein laata hai.
Failures, comparisons, "kaash", "agar", "kyun".
Aur phir dil dheere se poochta hai —
"Ye sab worth it hai?"
Hum zyada tar is sawaal se bhaag jaate hain.
Hum reels dekh lete hain.
Hum music laga lete hain.
Hum khud ko busy rakhte hain.
Kyunki agar hum ruk gaye…
agar hum sach mein sunne lage…
to shayad kuch toot sa jaaye.
Ya shayad…
kuch sach saamne aa jaaye.
Sach ye ki hum thak chuke hain.
Sach ye ki hum khud se door ho gaye hain.
Sach ye ki hum hamesha strong rehne ka act kar rahe hain.
Par strong rehna aur theek rehna
dono alag cheezein hain.
Kisi ne sahi kaha hai —
sabse mushkil conversation wo hoti hai
jo tum khud se karte ho.
Aur The Silent Question
usi conversation ki shuruaat hai.
Ye kitaab tumhe answers nahi degi.
Ye tumhe "perfect life" ka formula nahi sikhayegi.
Ye bas tumhe ek jagah degi…
jahaan tum ruk sako.
saans le sako.
aur khud se pooch sako —
"Main kya mehsoos kar raha hoon?"
Aur jab tum ye pooch loge…
to shayad tum pehli baar
khud ke kareeb aa jaoge.
Tumhe lag sakta hai ki tum akela ho.
Par sach ye hai —
ye sawaal har kisi ke dil mein hota hai.
Bas farq sirf itna hai
kuch log sun lete hain
aur kuch log daba dete hain.
Ye kitaab unke liye hai
jo sunna chahte hain.
jo bhaagna band karna chahte hain.
jo khud se milna chahte hain.
Aur haan…
agar ye chapter padhte waqt
tumhe kahin aisa laga ho ki
"ye meri baat hai"
"ye main hoon"
To ek baat yaad rakhna —
Tum weak nahi ho.
Tum broken nahi ho.
Tum bas aware ho rahe ho.
Aur awareness…
healing ki pehli step hoti hai.
The Silent Question
ab poocha ja chuka hai.
Jawab tumhe khud dhoondhna hai.
Par is safar mein…
tum akela nahi ho.Chapter 2: Jab Sab Theek Lagta Hai, Par Dil Nahi
Kabhi aisa hota hai na…
bahar se sab kuch bilkul theek lagta hai.
Padhai chal rahi hai.
Ghar theek hai.
Log bhi hain aas-paas.
Aur phir bhi…
andar kuch ajeeb sa lagta hai.
Tum khud se kehte ho —
"Sab toh theek hai, phir problem kya hai?"
Par dil jawab nahi deta.
Bas bhaari sa ho jaata hai.
Ye wo stage hota hai jahan problem dikhai nahi deti,
sirf mehsoos hoti hai.
Log poochte hain,
"Sab theek?"
Aur tum automatic bol dete ho,
"Haan, sab theek."
Kyunki tum khud bhi sure nahi hote
ki problem exactly hai kya.
Tum kisi ek cheez ko blame nahi kar sakte.
Na padhai ko.
Na ghar ko.
Na logon ko.
Bas…
tum khud ko thoda sa lost feel karte ho.
Ye wo phase hota hai
jab tum compare karna shuru kar dete ho.
Koi tumse aage nikal gaya.
Koi zyada confident lagta hai.
Koi apni life enjoy karta dikh raha hai.
Aur tum sochte ho —
"Main hi kyun peeche reh gaya?"
Tum apni purani achievements ko bhi ignore kar dete ho.
Tumhari mehnat tumhe chhoti lagne lagti hai.
Aur doosron ka success…
bahut bada.
Sach ye hai —
comparison sabse silent killer hota hai.
Wo chillata nahi.
Bas dheere-dheere
tumhara self-worth kha jata hai.
Kabhi-kabhi problem ye nahi hoti
ki hum fail ho rahe hain.
Problem ye hoti hai
ki hum khud ko samajh nahi pa rahe.
Hum itna time logon ko impress karne mein laga dete hain
ki khud se poochna hi bhool jaate hain —
"Main kya chahta/chahti hoon?"
"Main thak kyun gaya/gayi hoon?"
"Main kis cheez se bhaag raha/rahi hoon?"
Aur jab ye sawaal bina jawab ke reh jaate hain,
to dil heavy ho jaata hai.
Tumhe yaad hai jab tum chhote the?
Khushi simple hoti thi.
Thakaan ka matlab sirf neend hota tha.
Aaj thakaan ka matlab hota hai —
mann ka thak jana.
Aur is thakaan ke liye
koi medicine nahi hoti.
Iske liye sirf ek cheez chahiye —
rukna.
Par hum rukte nahi hain.
Hum khud ko bolte hain —
"Bas thoda aur adjust kar lo."
"Bas thoda aur strong ban jao."
"Bas ye phase nikal jaaye."
Aur saalon nikal jaate hain.
Par dil wahi reh jaata hai
usi sawaal ke saath.
Sach ye hai —
har baar strong rehna zaroori nahi hota.
Kabhi-kabhi theek hone ke liye
ye maanna zaroori hota hai
ki hum theek nahi hain.
Ye weakness nahi hoti.
Ye honesty hoti hai.
Aur honesty se hi
healing shuru hoti hai.
Agar aaj tum ye chapter padh rahe ho
aur tumhe lag raha hai —
"Main bina reason udaas rehta/rehti hoon"
"Main sabke saath hoke bhi akela feel karta/karti hoon"
To ek baat yaad rakhna —
Tum akela case nahi ho.
Tum weird nahi ho.
Tum bas us stage pe ho
jahan dil attention maangta hai.
Aur dil jab bole…
to use sunna seekhna padta hai.
Ignore karoge to wo aur zyada bolega.
Sun loge to dheere-dheere shaant ho jaayega.
The Silent Question
yahin se aur gehra hota hai.
Kyunk ab sawaal sirf ye nahi hota —
"Kya main theek hoon?"
Ab sawaal ye hota hai —
"Agar main theek nahi hoon,
to main apna khayal kaise rakhoon?"
Aur isi sawaal ka jawab
poori kitaab mein chhupa hai.
📘✨Chapter 3: Awaaz Jo Sunai Nahi Deti
Har insaan ke andar ek awaaz hoti hai.
Par ajeeb baat ye hai —
wo awaaz sabse zyada bolti hai
jab hum sabse zyada chup hote hain.
Din bhar hum duniya ki awaaz sunte rehte hain.
Parents ki expectations.
Teachers ke targets.
Society ke rules.
Social media ke standards.
Har jagah shor hai.
Har koi kuch keh raha hai.
Par in sab ke beech
ek awaaz hai
jo dheere-dheere kam hoti ja rahi hai.
Tumhari apni awaaz.
Bachpan mein ye awaaz kaafi clear hoti hai.
Humein pata hota hai humein kya pasand hai.
Kis cheez se khushi milti hai.
Kis cheez se darr lagta hai.
Par jaise-jaise hum bade hote jaate hain,
log humein batane lagte hain
ki humein kya pasand hona chahiye.
"Ye safe option hai."
"Isme scope hai."
"Log kya kahenge?"
Aur hum sun lete hain.
Ek baar.
Do baar.
Phir aadat ban jaati hai.
Hum apni awaaz ko
background noise bana dete hain.
Kabhi notice kiya hai,
jab tum kuch galat decide karne jaate ho
to dil heavy sa feel karta hai?
Aur jab sahi cheez se bhaagte ho
to andar kuch toot sa jaata hai?
Ye coincidence nahi hota.
Ye tumhari awaaz hoti hai.
Par hum use ignore kar dete hain
kyunki humein doubt hota hai.
"Shayad main overthink kar raha/rahi hoon."
"Shayad mujhe zyada nahi sochna chahiye."
"Shayad main hi weak hoon."
Aur dheere-dheere
hum apni hi awaaz pe
bharosa karna bhool jaate hain.
Pressure hamesha loud nahi hota.
Kabhi-kabhi wo silent hota hai.
Wo tab hota hai
jab tum apni thakaan justify karte ho.
Jab tum apni sadness ko "normal" bol dete ho.
Jab tum apni khushi postpone kar dete ho.
"Baad mein khush ho jaunga/jaungi."
"Pehle ye kar loon."
"Abhi time nahi hai."
Aur pata bhi nahi chalta
kab "baad mein"
kabhi nahi ban jaata hai.
Sabse dangerous pressure
wo hota hai
jo hum khud pe daalte hain.
Perfect banne ka pressure.
Strong rehne ka pressure.
Har situation mein adjust karne ka pressure.
Hum khud se wo expect karte hain
jo hum kisi aur se kabhi expect nahi karte.
Aur jab hum thak jaate hain,
to hum khud ko hi blame karte hain.
Kabhi-kabhi tumhe lagta hoga
ki tum kisi aur ki life jee rahe ho.
Decisions tumhare hain,
par choice tumhari nahi lagti.
Tum smile karte ho,
par wo smile tumhari nahi lagti.
Aur raat ko jab sab chup hota hai,
tab wo awaaz phir aati hai.
Dheemi si.
Par clear.
"Ye main nahi hoon."
Is awaaz ko sunna aasaan nahi hota.
Kyunki agar tumne sun liya,
to shayad tumhe kuch badalna pade.
Shayad tumhe "no" kehna pade.
Shayad tumhe disappoint karna pade.
Shayad tumhe risk lena pade.
Aur change hamesha scary hota hai.
Isliye hum pretend karte hain
ki awaaz aayi hi nahi.
Par ek baat yaad rakhna —
Tumhari awaaz kabhi chhod kar nahi jaati.
Wo sirf wait karti hai.
Jab tak tum thak ke ruk na jao.
Jab tak tum khud se jhoot bolna band na karo.
Jab tak tum poochne ki himmat na karo —
"Main kya chahta/chahti hoon?"
The Silent Question
ab aur clear ho jaata hai.
Ab sawaal sirf ye nahi hai
ki tum theek ho ya nahi.
Ab sawaal ye hai —
"Kya main apni awaaz sun raha/rahi hoon?"
Aur agar jawab "nahi" hai,
to ye failure nahi hai.
Ye sirf ek signal hai.
Signal ki tumhe
thoda rukna chahiye.
thoda sunna chahiye.
thoda khud ke paas lautna chahiye.
Kyunk jab tum apni awaaz sunna shuru kar dete ho na…
to duniya ka shor
apne aap kam ho jaata hai.Chapter 4: Khud Se Bhaagna
Khud se bhaagna sabse aasaan hota hai.
Aur sabse dangerous bhi.
Iske liye tumhe suitcase pack karne ki zarurat nahi hoti.
Na hi kahin door jaane ki.
Bas thoda sa busy hona hota hai.
Bas thoda sa distracted rehna hota hai.
Aur hum expert hain isme.
Hum jab uncomfortable feel karte hain na,
to hum rukte nahi.
Hum aur tez bhaagte hain.
Phone uthate hain.
Scroll karte hain.
Music laga lete hain.
Kisi se baat kar lete hain.
Kuch bhi…
bas khamoshi na aaye.
Kyunki khamoshi mein
hum khud se mil jaate hain.
Aur shayad hum
us meeting ke liye ready nahi hote.
Kabhi notice kiya hai,
jab tum thode sad hote ho
to tum khud ko bolte ho —
"Chhod yaar, zyada mat soch."
"Sabke saath hota hai."
"Strong reh."
Par tum kabhi ye nahi bolte —
"Ruk. Samajhne de."
Hum apni feelings ko
temporary problem samajh ke
ignore kar dete hain.
Jaise wo apne aap chali jaayengi.
Par feelings ignored hone se
gayab nahi hoti.
Wo bas andar jam jaati hain.
Khud se bhaagna
hamesha darr ki wajah se hota hai.
Darr is baat ka
ki agar humne sach maan liya
to shayad kuch badalna pade.
Darr is baat ka
ki agar humne accept kar liya
ki hum thak gaye hain
to log kya sochenge.
Darr is baat ka
ki agar humne apni weakness dekh li
to hum toot na jaayein.
Par sach ye hai —
tootna tab shuru hota hai
jab hum dekhna band kar dete hain.
Hum apne aap se ye sawal poochne se darte hain —
"Main khush kyun nahi hoon?"
"Main kis cheez se bhaag raha/rahi hoon?"
"Main itna empty kyun feel karta/karti hoon?"
Kyunki sawal poochna
jawab laata hai.
Aur jawab responsibility laata hai.
Isliye hum distractions ko
apna armour bana lete hain.
Busy rehna = productive lagna
Thaka rehna = important feel karna
Ignore karna = strong banna
Par ye sirf illusion hota hai.
Andar kahin na kahin
wo sawaal phir bhi rehta hai.
Silent.
Patient.
Ziddi.
Kabhi-kabhi tumhe lagta hoga
ki tum bas ek break chahte ho.
Par sach ye hota hai
tum break nahi,
connect chahte ho.
Khud se.
Apni feelings se.
Apni thakaan se.
Apni sachchai se.
Khud se bhaagna ek aadat ban jaati hai.
Pehle tum bhaagte ho
kyunki pain hota hai.
Phir tum bhaagte ho
kyunki tumhe aadat ho jaati hai.
Aur phir tumhe yaad bhi nahi rehta
ki rukna kaisa hota hai.
Par zindagi ek din
tumhe rokti hai.
Kabhi exhaustion ke through.
Kabhi burnout ke through.
Kabhi ek akele raat ke through.
Aur tab
tum chaaho ya na chaaho,
tumhe khud se milna padta hai.
Us moment mein
agar tum bhaage nahi…
agar tum thoda sa baith gaye…
agar tumne dil ki baat sun li…
To shayad tumhe pata chalega —
Tum weak nahi ho.
Tum lazy nahi ho.
Tum broken nahi ho.
Tum bas
bahut time se
khud ko sun hi nahi rahe the.
The Silent Question
yahin pe thoda loud ho jaata hai.
Ab wo poochta hai —
"Tum mujhse kab tak bhaagte rahoge?"
Aur is sawaal ka jawab
sirf ek hi hai.
Jab tak tum rukna seekh nahi jaate.
Rukna matlab give up karna nahi hota.
Rukna matlab haar maan lena nahi hota.
Rukna matlab
khud ke saath honest hona hota hai.
Aur honesty…
sabse pehli himmat hoti hai.
Agar tum is chapter mein
kahin khud ko dekh paaye ho,
to ek baat yaad rakhna —
Tum galat nahi ho.
Tum late nahi ho.
Tum bas ab ready ho.
Ready hone ke liye
bhaagna band karna padta hai.Chapter 5: Log Kya Kahenge Syndrome
"Log kya kahenge?"
Ye ek sentence nahi hota.
Ye ek invisible jail hoti hai.
Iski deewarein dikhti nahi,
par hum sab uske andar kahin na kahin band hote hain.
Bachpan se hi humein sikha diya jaata hai
ki duniya ko dhyaan mein rakhna zaroori hai.
"Aise mat bolo."
"Aisa mat karo."
"Log dekh rahe hain."
Aur dheere-dheere
hum apni life
logon ke reactions ke hisaab se jeene lagte hain.
Kabhi-kabhi tumhe kuch karna hota hai
jo tumhe sahi lagta hai.
Par tum karte nahi.
Kyunki dimag mein ek awaaz aati hai —
"Log kya kahenge?"
Agar main fail ho gaya/gayi to?
Agar main alag nikla/nikli to?
Agar main expectations pe khara/kharri nahi utra/utri to?
Aur bas…
tum ruk jaate ho.
Is syndrome ki sabse dangerous baat ye hai
ki ye tumhe lagata hai
tum responsible ho.
Par asal mein
ye tumhe darr ke saath control karta hai.
Tum apne decisions nahi le rahe hote.
Tum bas reactions avoid kar rahe hote.
Hum aksar sochte hain
log humein har waqt judge kar rahe hain.
Par sach ye hai —
log apni life mein itne busy hote hain
ki unke paas itna time hi nahi hota
jitna hum unhe de dete hain.
Phir bhi…
unka imaginary opinion
humari real life ko control karta rehta hai.
"Log kya kahenge"
sabse zyada tab activate hota hai
jab tum kuch alag karna chahte ho.
Jab tum apni limit set karna chahte ho.
Jab tum "no" bolna chahte ho.
Jab tum apni khushi choose karna chahte ho.
Kyunki alag hone ke liye
himmat chahiye.
Aur himmat ke saath
judgement bhi aata hai.
Hum ye bhool jaate hain
ki jo log aaj judge kar rahe hain
wo kal yaad bhi nahi rakhenge
ki unhone kya kaha tha.
Par jo decision tum aaj nahi loge,
uska regret
tum kal bhi feel karoge.
Sabse sad baat ye hoti hai
ki hum khud ko rok dete hain
sirf isliye
kyunki hum kisi ko disappoint nahi karna chahte.
Par is process mein
hum khud ko disappoint kar dete hain.
Roz.
Thoda-thoda.
Kabhi-kabhi tumhe lagta hoga
ki tum do zindagi jee rahe ho.
Ek jo log dekhte hain.
Aur ek jo tum feel karte ho.
Aur ye gap
bahut thaka deta hai.
Sach ye hai —
tum sabko khush nahi rakh sakte.
Aur agar tumne koshish ki,
to sabse pehle
tum khud haar jaoge.
"Log kya kahenge" ka jawab
kabhi milta hi nahi.
Kyunki log
har haal mein kuch na kuch kahenge.
The Silent Question
yahin pe thoda sharp ho jaata hai.
Ab wo poochta hai —
"Tum apni zindagi
kis ke liye jee rahe ho?"
Aur is sawal ka jawab
sirf tum de sakte ho.
Apni awaaz sunna
selfish nahi hota.
Apni boundaries banana
galat nahi hota.
Apni khushi choose karna
crime nahi hota.
Ye survival hota hai.
Aur jab tum pehli baar
"log kya kahenge" ke upar
"main kya mehsoos karta/karti hoon"
ko rakhte ho…
To tumhe ajeeb lagega.
Guilt hogi.
Darr hoga.
Par saath hi saath
ek halka pan bhi hoga.
Jaise saans thodi free ho gayi ho.
Tumhe perfect hone ki zarurat nahi hai.
Tumhe sirf real hone ki zarurat hai.
Aur real hone ke liye
judge hona padta hai.
Par yaad rakhna —
Log sirf wahi judge karte hain
jo kuch karne ki himmat rakhte hain.
The Silent Question
ab tumhe next stage pe le ja raha hai.
Ab baat sirf darr ki nahi hai.
Ab baat hai failure ki.Fail Hona ≠ Khatam Hona (Continued – Long)
…"Failure."
Jaise ye ek stamp ho.
Jaise ye tumhari poori pehchaan define kar deta ho.
Ek result.
Ek list.
Ek number.
Aur achanak se
tumhari saari mehnat
tumhari saari koshish
tumhari saari raaton ki neend
sirf ek word mein convert ho jaati hai.
Fail.
Sabse zyada dard tab hota hai
jab tumne poori koshish ki ho.
Jab tumne honestly try kiya ho.
Jab tumne sacrifice kiya ho.
Aur phir bhi result tumhare favour mein na ho.
Kyunki phir tum ye nahi bol sakte —
"Maine try nahi kiya."
Phir bas ye reh jaata hai —
"Maine try kiya… phir bhi."
Failure sirf tumhara confidence nahi todta.
Wo tumhari self-image todta hai.
Tum mirror mein khud ko dekhte ho
aur pehle jaise nahi lagte.
Tum logon se baat karte ho
aur thoda chhota feel karte ho.
Tum future ke baare mein sochte ho
aur thoda darr lagta hai.
Aur phir shuru hota hai
self-talk ka sabse cruel version.
"Shayad main hi weak hoon."
"Shayad mujhse hota hi nahi."
"Shayad main sapne dekhne ke layak nahi hoon."
Ye sab tum khud se bolte ho.
Aur ye baatein
kisi aur ke words se zyada hurt karti hain.
Par yahin ek sach chhupa hota hai
jo koi nahi batata.
Failure tumhari capability ka proof nahi hota.
Failure bas ye batata hai
ki is particular time pe
is particular tareeke se
cheez kaam nahi aayi.
Bas itna.
Par society isko simple nahi rehne deti.
Fail hone ke baad
log sympathy dete hain
par unki aankhon mein doubt hota hai.
"Ab kya karega/karegi?"
"Next plan kya hai?"
"Age nikal rahi hai."
Jaise failure ke saath
expiry date bhi lag jaati ho.
Sabse zyada dard tab hota hai
jab tum khud pe bharosa karna chhod dete ho.
Jab tum sochte ho
ki dusron ke liye success allowed hai
par tumhare liye nahi.
Aur ye soch
bahut silently
tumhe andar se kha jaati hai.
Par zara socho.
Agar fail hona hi end hota,
to koi bhi kuch naya try hi nahi karta.
Har successful insaan ke peeche
failures ki ek list hoti hai
jo kabhi highlight nahi hoti.
Kyunki hum sirf result dekhte hain,
safar nahi.
Tum fail isliye hue
kyunki tumne koshish ki.
Aur jo koshish karta hai,
wahi aage ja sakta hai.
Jo log kabhi fail nahi hue,
wo zyada tar
kabhi try hi nahi karte.
The Silent Question
yahin pe thoda soft ho jaata hai.
Wo tumse cheekh ke nahi poochta.
Wo bas quietly poochta hai —
"Kya tum apne ek result ko
apni poori kahani likhne doge?"
Failure ka asli dard
ye nahi hota
ki tum haar gaye.
Asli dard ye hota hai
ki tumne khud ko chhod diya.
Par agar tum abhi bhi yahan ho…
agar tum ye padh rahe ho…
iska matlab ye hai —
Tum khatam nahi hue ho.
Tum bas
ruk gaye ho.
Aur rukna
end nahi hota.
Kabhi-kabhi
ye restart hota hai.
Tumhe phir se wahi banna nahi hai
jo tum pehle the.
Tum us se
zyada strong ban sakte ho.
Zyada honest.
Zyada aware.
Zyada real.
Failure tumhe slow karta hai
taaki tum direction badal sako.
Aur direction badalna
weakness nahi hoti.
Ye wisdom hoti hai.
Agar aaj tum khud ko
low feel kar rahe ho,
to ek baat yaad rakhna —
Tumhara value
tumhare last result se decide nahi hota.
Tum abhi bhi wahi ho
jo tum the
fail hone se pehle.
Bas thoda zyada samajhdaar.
The Silent Question
ab ek naya sawal poochta hai —
"Ab jab tum gir gaye ho,
kya tum khud ke saath rahoge
ya khud ke khilaaf?"
Aur yahin se
kitaab aur gehri ho jaati hai.
Kyunk ab baat comparison ki hai.
Aur comparison…
ek slow poison hai.7: Comparison Ka Zehar
(Very Long)
Comparison dheere se aata hai.
Bina awaaz ke.
Bina warning ke.
Tumhe pata bhi nahi chalta
aur tum khud ko kisi aur ke saath
tulna shuru kar dete ho.
Shuruaat bahut simple hoti hai.
Tum kisi ka result dekhte ho.
Kisi ki success story sunte ho.
Kisi ki happy photo scroll karte ho.
Aur bas ek thought aata hai —
"Wo mujhse aage hai."
Bas.
Yahin se zehar ka kaam shuru ho jaata hai.
Comparison ka sabse khatarnaak part ye hai
ki ye hamesha half picture dikhata hai.
Tum unka highlight dekhte ho.
Apna behind-the-scenes.
Tum unka success dekhte ho.
Apni struggle.
Aur phir decision de dete ho —
"Main kam hoon."
Koi tumse zyada padh raha hai.
Koi tumse zyada kama raha hai.
Koi tumse zyada confident lag raha hai.
Koi tumse zyada settle dikh raha hai.
Aur tum?
Tum bas apni life ke
incomplete pieces dekh rahe hote ho.
Comparison tumse cheezein chheen leta hai
bina tumhe bataye.
Sabse pehle
wo tumhari khushi chheen leta hai.
Phir
tumhara focus.
Aur aakhir mein
tumhara self-respect.
Tum wo bhi achieve kar lete ho
jo kabhi tumhara sapna tha.
Par khushi nahi hoti.
Kyunki ab comparison ka level
aur upar chala gaya hota hai.
Ab koi aur aage hota hai.
Ab koi aur better hota hai.
Aur tum phir se peeche feel karte ho.
Ye kabhi end nahi hota.
Comparison ek aisi race hai
jisme finish line hoti hi nahi.
Sabse zyada bura tab lagta hai
jab tum apni purani achievements ko
bhi chhota samajhne lagte ho.
"Isme kaunsi badi baat hai?"
"Ye toh koi bhi kar leta."
"Maine kya hi ukhaad liya."
Aur dheere-dheere
tum apni value
khud hi kam kar dete ho.
Comparison ka zehar
sirf jealousy nahi laata.
Ye guilt laata hai.
Shame laata hai.
Self-doubt laata hai.
Tum apne pace pe chalna
bhool jaate ho.
Tum bas ye dekhte ho
ki doosra kitna aage hai.
Har insaan ka timeline alag hota hai.
Par comparison ye baat
kabhi accept nahi karta.
Comparison kehta hai —
"Abhi hona chahiye tha."
"Is age tak toh ho jaana chahiye tha."
"Log toh is time pe…"
Aur tum khud ko
late samajhne lagte ho.
Late hone ka darr
bahut heavy hota hai.
Lagta hai jaise
zindagi haath se nikal rahi ho.
Aur jab tum darr mein decision lete ho,
to wo decisions
zyada tar galat hote hain.
Comparison tumse tumhari originality bhi le leta hai.
Tum wo banna chahte ho
jo tum nahi ho.
Tum wo chase karte ho
jo tum chahte bhi nahi.
Bas isliye
kyunki kisi aur ke paas wo hai.
Aur phir ek din
tum thak jaate ho.
Bahut zyada.
Tum puchte ho khud se —
"Main itna try kar raha/rahi hoon,
phir bhi khush kyun nahi hoon?"
Aur jawab saamne hota hai,
par dikhai nahi deta.
Sach ye hai —
Tum kisi aur ke saath
compare hone ke liye
bane hi nahi ho.
Tum ek alag kahani ho.
Alag pace.
Alag struggles.
Alag strength.
Par comparison
tumhe ye yaad nahi rehne deta.
The Silent Question
yahin pe bahut gently poochta hai —
"Tum apni value
kis scale pe naap rahe ho?"
Aur ye sawal
bahut important hai.
Kyunki galat scale
sahi insaan ko bhi
fail feel kara deta hai.
Comparison ka ek aur dangerous effect hota hai.
Tum logon se khush rehna
bhool jaate ho.
Tum success dekh ke inspire hone ke bajay
demotivate ho jaate ho.
Aur ye tumhara fault nahi hota.
Ye human hai.
Par isme fase rehna
tumhari choice ban jaata hai.
Ek din tumhe realize hota hai —
Tum jis se compare kar rahe the,
wo bhi kisi aur se compare kar raha hai.
Aur wo kisi aur se.
Sab thake hue hain.
Sab insecure hain.
Bas koi openly maanta nahi.
Tumhe apna competition
dusron ke saath nahi rakhna hai.
Tumhe apna comparison
sirf ek cheez se karna hai —
Tum khud.
Kal wala tum.
Pichhle saal wala tum.
Wo tum jo haar maan lene wala tha.
Agar aaj ka tum
us se thoda sa bhi aage hai —
To tum jeet rahe ho.
Comparison ka antidote
confidence nahi hota.
Comparison ka antidote hota hai
self-acceptance.
Ye maanna
ki tum jahan ho
wahi se tumhari kahani start hoti hai.
Tum slow ho sakte ho.
Tum confuse ho sakte ho.
Tum thake hue ho sakte ho.
Par tum kam nahi ho.
Kabhi nahi the.
Kabhi nahi honge.
The Silent Question
ab tumhe ek nayi jagah pe le ja raha hai.
Jahan comparison dheere-dheere
kam hone lagta hai.
Aur ek naya rishta shuru hota hai —
Khud se dosti.
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