Khali Ghar ka Darwaja

 “Khali Ghar ka Darwaza”


Raat ke 12 baj rahe the. Pura gaon so chuka tha, bas ek purana khali ghar hawa ke saath kar-kar ki awaaz nikal raha tha.


Log kehte the ki us ghar me koi rehta nahi, par darwaza har raat khud-ba-khud khul jata hai.


Ek raat Ravi ne himmat karke sach jaanne ka faisla kiya. Torch lekar woh dheere-dheere us ghar ki taraf badha. Ghar ke paas pahunchte hi darwaza krrrr… karke khud hi thoda sa khul gaya.


Ravi ka dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga, par woh andar chala gaya.


Andar sab kuch sadh raha tha, diwaren toot chuki thi… lekin sabse ajeeb baat thi ki ek kamre me ek purani kursi hilli ja rahi thi — bina hawa ke, bina kisi insaan ke.


Ravi ne darr ke bawajood torch us par daali.


Aur tabhi—

Kursi achanak ruk gayi.


Peeche se ek halki si fufkar sunai di:

“Kisne kaha andar aane ko…?”


Ravi ne jhat se torch ghumayi—

Par peeche koi nahi.


Usne bhaagne ki koshish ki, par darwaza zor se dhad karke band ho gaya. Ghar andhera ho gaya… sirf ek cheez sunai de rahi thi:


Kisike halki steps…

Dheere-dheere uski taraf aati hui…


Aur phir—

Torch ki roshni me Ravi ne pehli aur aakhiri baar dekha…


Ek safed chehra.

Bina aankhon ke.

Wahi kursi par baitha hua.

Usko dek

hte hue.


“Ab tum bhi yahin raho…”

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