Dehradun ki pehli naukri

Gaon se pehli baar bahar nikla toh saath mein ek trunk, maa ke haath ke laddoo aur bahut saara darr tha. Dehradun mein ek chhoti si software company mein naukri lagi thi, aur rehne ke liye ek PG mila jahan teen aur ladke rehte the.

Pehle do hafte main kisi se zyada baat nahi karta tha. Office jaata, wapas aata, aur phone pe gaon walon se kehta ki sab badhiya hai.

Ek raat, PG ke terrace pe, Vikas — jo mere saath wale kamre mein rehta tha — ne apne boyfriend ke baare mein itni aasani se baat ki jaise mausam ki baat kar raha ho. Main hairaan reh gaya. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki koi itna seedha, itna bina darr ke jee sakta hai.

Us raat maine pehli baar kisi ko bataya ki main bhi gay hoon. Vikas ne bas chai ka doosra cup mere haath mein diya aur kaha, "Welcome to the family, pahadi."

Us PG mein hum chaaron ek parivaar ban gaye. Diwali pe saath mein diye jalaaye, kisi ka breakup hua toh raat bhar saath baithe. Gaon abhi bhi mera ghar hai. Par Dehradun ne mujhe sikhaaya ki ghar sirf ek jagah nahi, log bhi hote hain.