The Wise Banyan Tree
Yeh story hai ek tree ki jo generation se generation tak sabko apni advice deti thi unko sahi rashta dikhati thi. Tho chalo sunte yeh anokhi story jo apki zindagi ko bhi sahi rashta dikhane mai madad karegi.
Ek samay ki baat hai, ek chhota sa gaon tha, jahan ek purana bargad ka ped khada tha, jise uski buddhi ke liye door-door tak jaana jaata tha. Padosi gaavon ke log ise salaah aur guidance ke liye kai baar iske ke neeche ikhatta ho jaate the. Ped ne kai pidhiyan aane jaane ko dekha tha, aur who past, present, and future ki kahani sunata tha.
Ek din, ek jigyasa se bhara hua chhota ladka, jiska naam Arjun tha, usne samajhdar bargad ke paas aaya. Uske dil mein zindagi aur apne decision ke baare mein sawaal the. Ped ne uske utsaah ko mehsoos kiya aur ek kahani batane laga jo ek mahatva purna moral lesson thi.
“Ek samay ki baat hai,” bargad ka ped shuruat karta hai, “ish gaav mein ek chhota sa sparrow tha jiska naam Chirpy tha, jo is gaav mein hi rehta tha. Chirpy hamesha jaldi mein rehta tha, yahan se wahan udte rehta tha, kabhi bhi aas-paas ki khoobsurti ka aanand nahi leta tha. Ek din, usne suna ki ek door ka ilaaka hai jahan aasman neela hai aur ped lamba aur uche hai. Uss sundar place ki talash mein, Chirpy ne faisla kiya ki woh uss jagah ko dhoondhega.”
Arjun dhyan se sunte hue dekha, bargad ka ped jari rakhta hai, “Chirpy ne bahoot dinon tak udte hue, mushkilein saamna ki aur raste mein naye dost banae. Usne toofano aur taqatwar hawaaon ka saamna kiya, lekin uski thaan usko aage badhne mein madad karti rahi. Akhir mein, ek thakavat bhari yatra ke baad, Chirpy ne apne sapnon ka woh jagah paaya – ek aisa jagah jiska saundarya dekhne layak tha.”
“Phir bhi,” ped ne chetavani di thi, “Chirpy ne jald hi mehsoos kiya ki jaadui jagah waisa nahi tha jaisa usne socha tha. Shayad aasman neela tha aur ped lamba tha, lekin usne apne ghar ki garmi, harkat karte patton ki awaaz, aur parichit chehron ki kami mehsoos ki. Chirpy ne aisa lagta tha jaise woh ek ajnabi jagah par akela hai.”
Arjun ne kahani par vichar kiya, aur samajhdar bargad ka ped aage badha, “Dekho, Arjun, ish kahani ka seekha yeh hai ki har samay doosri taraf sab kuch hamesha suhana nahi hota. Aksar, woh jo hum dhoondh rahe hain, woh hamare samne hi hota hai, lekin hum use samajh nahi paate hain. Chirpy ne yeh sikha ki asli khushi voh hai jo hum mojood pal mein dhanyawaad karte hain aur sabse mahatva purna cheezein ka moolya dete hain.”
Chhota ladka muskuraya, samajhdar bargad ka ped yeh samajha gaya ki yeh sikh use di gayi hai. Prerit hokar, Arjun ne decide kiya ki woh iss gyaan ko gaav ke logon ke saath share karega. Usne sabko prerit kiya ki woh jeevan ke sadharan anand ko mahatva de aur woh cheezein mehsoos karein jo unke liye sabse zaroori hain.
Baat phail gayi, aur gaav mein ek sakaratmak parivartan hua. Log apne rishton ki kadar karne lage, prakriti ki khoobsurti ko maane lage, aur jeevan ko khaas banane wale chhote palon mein khushi dhoondhne lage. Samajhdar bargad ka ped, is sakaratmak parivartan se khush, usne woh guidance offer karna jaari rakha jo usse chahiye thi.
Saal beet gaye, Arjun ek buddhiman aur dayalu leader ban gaya, samajhdar bargad ke shikshan ko aage badhate hue. Gaav ek harmoney aur khushi ka prateek ban gaya.
Mujhe yakin hai aapko yeh choti si story jarur pasand aayi hogi.