Bachpan ka dard sabse zyada khamosh hota hai. Na uska lafz hota hai, na uska waqt. Bas woh andar chhup jaata hai

Aur kabhi bada hoke nikalta hai… ya kabhi kabar neend mein rota hai. 

Ali’s Story: “Main Baccha Toh Tha, Galti Nahi”

Ali ko yaad hai woh 7 saal ka tha jab pehli baar usse keh diya gaya:

“Chup kar, tu mard hai. Rota nahi.”

Jab maa baap ke jhagde mein dar ke maare kamar mein dard hota tha, Toh dadi kehti:

“Bacche sirf drama karte hain.”

Jab school mein bullied hua, Usne bataya nahi kyunke ghar pe already “problems” thi.

Woh sirf 7 ka tha…

Par usse bola gaya: “Samajhdar ban.” 

Aur Phir Waqt Guzar Gaya

Woh ab bada ho gaya.

Office jata hai, jokes karta hai, selfie post karta hai. Lekin raat mein kabhi kabhi usse wohi dar lagta hai

Bina wajah ghabrahat, bina wajah guilt, bina wajah khamoshi.

Uske andar ek baccha ab bhi baitha hai, Jo keh raha hai:

“Main theek nahi hoon. Bas us waqt koi sunta nahi tha.”

Healing Kab Shuru Hoti Hai?

Healing us waqt shuru hoti hai jab hum apne andar ke bachpan ko galay lagate hain. Jab hum kehte hain:

“Teri feelings sahi thi.”

“Tu galat nahi tha.”

“Tu sirf chhota tha… aur sab ka bojh tujh par nahi hona chahiye tha.” 

Roman Urdu Quote:

“Main kabhi bachpan jee hi nahi saka…

Shayad is liye har raat neend mein mera andar ka bachpan roya karta hai.” 

Aakhir Mein…

Agar aap kabhi bina wajah thak jaate ho,

Bina wajah emotional ho jaate ho, Toh ho sakta hai

Wo aapka andar ka baccha ho, jo ab bhi kisi se pyaar chahta hai.

Zaroori nahi ke sab wounds visible hoon…

Kuch zakhm sirf bachpan ke diaries mein likhe jaate hain Aur unki aawaz sirf khamoshi mein sunayi deti hai.

Closing Note:

This was Chapter 10 of The Unsaid Chapters

For every grown-up who still carries a hurt child inside. Talk to them. Hug them. Listen to them.