Zindagi ke kuch mod aise hote hain jahan insaan chup-chaap khada rehta hai—na aage badhne ki taakat hoti hai, na peeche lautne ka raasta dikhta hai. Us waqt sirf ek sawaal dimaag mein ghoomta rehta hai: “Kya main kaafi hoon?”
Ye kahani kisi celebrity ki nahi hai, na kisi overnight success ki. Ye kahani hai ek normal si ladki ki—meri—jo middle-class ghar se aati hai, jiske sapne bade the, par halaat unse bhi zyada bhaari.
Main ek chhote se shehar mein pali-badhi. Papa private job karte the—salary fixed, zimmedariyan unlimited. Maa housewife thi, par ghar ka poora system wahi sambhalti thi. Bachpan se sikhaya gaya tha: “Zyada demand mat karo, jo mile usmein khush raho.” Shayad isi wajah se hum sapne dekhte toh the, par unhe bolne se darte the.
Padhai mein main theek thi. School teachers kehte the, “Tum mein potential hai.” Par potential aur reality ke beech ka gap mujhe tab samajh aaya jab college khatam hua.
Degree haath mein thi, par job nahi.
Roz subah uth kar job portals check karna, CV update karna, emails bhejna—ye meri routine ban chuki thi. Har din umeed hoti thi ki aaj kuch achha hoga, aur har shaam wahi umeed thak kar so jaati thi.
Interview calls aati thi, par selection nahi hota. Kabhi English ka issue, kabhi experience ka, kabhi confidence ka. Dheere-dheere mujhe khud par doubt hone laga. Mujhe lagne laga shayad main average hoon, shayad mujhmein kuch khaas nahi.
Is beech relatives aur padosiyon ki baatein shuru ho gayi.
“Abhi tak job nahi lagi?”
“Ladkiyon ko itna career ke peeche nahi bhaagna chahiye.”
“Shaadi ke baad sab theek ho jaata hai.”
Har sawaal ek chhota sa zakhm ban jaata tha.
Ghar mein paise ki tension badhne lagi thi. Papa kabhi directly kuch nahi kehte the, par unki aankhon mein thakaan dikhti thi. Main chahti thi unka bojh kam karna, par khud ek bojh jaisa mehsoos karne lagi thi.
Ek din aisa aaya jab mujhe ek jagah se almost final round ke baad reject kar diya gaya. Reason tha: “You lack confidence.”
Us din main poori tarah toot gayi.
Raat ko kamre mein akeli baith kar maine apna resume dekha aur socha—“Itni mehnat, itni ummeedein… aur phir bhi kuch nahi?” Mujhe laga jaise zindagi mujhe keh rahi ho—“Bas, yahin tak.”
Us raat maine decide kar liya tha ki main haar maan chuki hoon.
Agli subah maa ne mujhe bina bole uthaya. Chai mere haath mein dete hue unhone sirf itna kaha:
“Zindagi ne tujhe thakaya hai, par khatam nahi kiya.”
Ye sentence kisi motivational quote jaisa nahi tha, par sach tha. Aur sach hamesha seedha dil mein lagta hai.
Us din maine ek chhota sa decision liya—
Main aaj ke din se sirf apni mehnat par focus karungi, result par nahi.
Maine free online courses shuru kiye. Raat ko jab sab so jaate the, tab main practice karti thi. Kabhi doubt hota, kabhi lagta sab bekaar hai. Par ab main rukti nahi thi.
3–4 mahine tak koi bada result nahi aaya. Par ek cheez badli—main khud se bhaagna band kar chuki thi.
Phir ek din ek email aaya. Subject line simple thi, par meri zindagi ke liye bahut badi:
“We would like to offer you the position.”
Main kuch pal tak screen dekhti rahi. Aankhon mein aansu the, haath kaanp rahe the. Ye sirf job ka offer nahi tha—ye meri haar ke baad ki jeet thi.
Jab maine papa ko bataya, unhone kuch nahi kaha. Bas halki si muskaan ke saath mere sar par haath rakha. Maa ki aankhon mein aansu the, par is baar khushi ke.
Aaj bhi meri zindagi perfect nahi hai. Stress hai, responsibilities hain, failures bhi aate hain. Par farq sirf itna hai—
ab main khud ko kamzor nahi samajhti.
Mujhe samajh aa gaya hai ki haar tab hoti hai jab hum khud se bharosa chheen lete hain. Warna zindagi toh har kisi ko test karti hai. my real life story
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