Aisha ek chhote se sheher me rehti thi. Uska ghar bahut bada nahi tha, lekin us ghar me bahut saari kahaniyan thi.
Subah ka waqt tha. Ghar ke bahar cycle ki ghanti aur chai wale ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
"Aisha! Uth jao, school nahi jana kya?" uski ammi ne kitchen se awaaz lagayi.
Aisha ne dheere se aankhen kholi. Usne clock ki taraf dekha.
"Bas 5 minute aur…" usne dheere se kaha.
Lekin usse pata tha ki uske paas zyada waqt nahi hai. Uska school 8 baje start hota tha.
Aisha ek normal student thi. Na bahut famous, na bahut alag.
Lekin uske andar ek secret tha.
Ek sapna.
Woh writer banna chahti thi.
School ke liye ready hote waqt bhi uska dimaag kahaniyon se bhara hota tha.
Kabhi love story, kabhi mystery, kabhi emotional kahaniyan.
Uski ammi ne breakfast table par roti aur anda rakha.
"Jaldi khao, late ho jaogi," unhone kaha.
Aisha chup-chaap khane lagi.
Uske abbu newspaper padh rahe the.
"Aisha," unhone achanak kaha.
"Haan abbu?"
"Is saal tumhari boards hain. Dhyan sirf padhai par hona chahiye."
Aisha ne sir hilaya.
"Ji."
Lekin uska dil kahin aur tha.
Uska dil words me tha.
Uska dil stories me tha.
School pahunchne ke baad bhi Aisha ka dimaag class me nahi tha.
Maths teacher board par equations likh rahe the, lekin Aisha apni notebook me kuch aur likh rahi thi.
Teacher ne achanak pucha:
"Aisha, answer batao."
Aisha khadi ho gayi.
Lekin usse question hi nahi pata tha.
Class me sab log hansne lage.
Teacher ne gusse me kaha,
"Class me dhyan rakho."
Aisha chup-chaap baith gayi.
Lunch break me uski best friend Sana uske paas aayi.
"Tum phir story likh rahi thi na?"
Aisha thoda muskura di.
"Haan…"
Sana ne notebook dekhi.
"Yeh kya hai?"
Aisha ne dheere se kaha,
"Letters."
"Letters? Kis ko?"
Aisha ne khidki ke bahar dekha.
"Kisi ko nahi."
Uski notebook me bahut saare letters the.
Har letter me uski feelings thi.
Uske dreams the.
Uske fears the.
Lekin ek problem thi.
Aisha kabhi bhi woh letters kisi ko bhejti nahi thi.
Isliye usne unka naam rakha tha—
"Letters I Never Sent."
Us raat jab sab so gaye, Aisha apne kamre me baithi thi.
Usne diary kholi.
Aur ek naya letter likhna shuru kiya.
"Dear Future…"
Usne likha:
"Mujhe nahi pata main kabhi writer ban paungi ya nahi."
"Lekin agar koi kabhi meri kahani padhe… toh shayad woh samajh sake ki main kya mehsoos karti hoon."
Aisha ne diary band kar di.
Usse nahi pata tha…
Ki ek din yehi letters uski zindagi badal denge.
To be continued…