Introduction:-
"Maa kya sare asur bure hote hai?" Ye prasna maa ko godi main soya hua ek bacha maa ko puchh raha tha.
Uski maa boli beta - koi bura nehi hota. Uska karm aur prakriti usse achha ya bura banate. Tum kon ho ye maine nehi rakhta. Tum apne aap ko kitna niyantran main rakh sakte ho tumhare indriyon ko kitna kabu kar sakte ho ye jaruri hai.
Phir oh ladka puchha- maa devta, insan aur asur main sabse takatwar kon hai?
Maa haske boli- beta in main se koi nehi hai. Jab achhai aur burai main yudh hota hai to achhai ki bijay hota hai. Chahe kitna bhi samay lage ant main achhai ki jit hoti hai.
Iss bramhand main tino lok hai- devlok, manav lok aur asur lok. Ye tino ke nirmata aur parampita paramsaktiman ek hai. Jo tino ki rachna ki hai. Oh bas ek urja hai. Oh samay niyati aur karm se bandhe hai. Oh achhai aur burai main niyantran rakhte hai. Oh kabhi sidha salakh (direct) hastkhyep nehi karte. Achhai jis pakh main hota hai uski takat banke burai ko parast karte. To na asur bure hai na devta sabse achhe hai. Sab apne karm se achhe aur bure hote hai.
Tab maaapne bete ko chumte hue kaha tum sabse anokha ho beta. Tum bahut anmol ho.
Tabhi bete ne kaha sach main maa. Kya main sab se takatwar ban sakta hoon kya. Maa haske boli han ager achhe karm karoge tab sare burai se saktisali ban jaoge.
Devlok main ek sabha main sab chintit baithe the. Tabhi unke raja ek madira ka glass leke aya. Singhasan main baith ke bola kya hua tum inte chintit kiun ho. Taktatwar lok ke takatwar Raja ke adhin hoke bhi itni chinta kiun. Tabhi wanha ke ek devta bole aap ko yad hai na maharaj us bache hamare lie khatra ban sakta hai. Hamare jo pehle guruji the oh marte bakt bole the us akele ladke ne pure devlok ka bhagya badal dega. Ab tak ham us takatwar bachhe ko dhund nehi paye. Pura asur lok chhan mare. Sab dar ke mare chhupe baithe hai. Koi esa takatwar nehi . Tabhi Raja ne haske bole ha ha un kamjor asur log ke log mera kya bigad lenge. Jab unke sabse takatwar Raja ke sabse anokha ang kat diya to lajja se uske naam mitti main mil gaya. Uske rani hamare yaha bandi hai. Uska to koi bhi bachha nehi hai. To koi insan bachha ya asur bachha sadharan se honge. Gurdev bole the khatra ban sakta hai. Ham sare devta ki takat usko chutki main khatam kar dega. Sab is jindegi ke maze lo aur madira ke nashe main jhum lo.
Wanha asur lok main-
ek sipahi apni patni aur bache ko leke ek gufa main chhupe baithe hai. Uski biwi boli ham kab tak ese darke baithe honge. Kitne din dar dar ke jiyenge. Uske pati bola kya kar sakte ham . Devlok ke sipahi har taraf ghum rehe hain. Itna atyachar kon karta hai. Main to mar sakta per. Unki nazar tumpe padi to oh tumhare sath jo karenge main sahan nehi kar sakta. Kas hamare maharaj jinda hote . Unke rehte hamse kiska bhi koi bura nehi hota. Unke aage kiska bhi sahas nehi tha. Chhal se unko mara gaya. Unke jese kas koi ake hame iss sthiti se udhar kar sake. Ye devta bahut nirlaj ho gaye hai. Inke sipahi kidi bhi aurat ko nehi chhod rehe hai. Hamare maharaj hote to oh sare khud darke apne biwi beti ko ghar pe chhupake rakhte. Kab hamara udhar hoga kab tak akhir.
( Ye kahani main kirdar ke naam khub kam honge. Kahani ke uper jyada focous rahega. )
