Ghar Badla, Sheher Badla – Par Juhi Wahi Rahi?

 

Ghar Badla, Sheher Badla – Par Juhi Wahi Rahi?

By Juhi — Mentor, Learner, Educator | Juhi the Explorer

Sheher badle.
Ghar badle.
Chehre naye mile, rishton ke rang badle.
Par ek sawal roz mere mann mein ghoomta hai –
“Juhi, kya tu ab bhi wahi hai?”

🏡 From Kalyan to Prayagraj: More Than Just a Pin Code Change

Kalyan ke har kone se meri yaadein judi hain —
school ki uniform, mummy ka dupatta, papa ke office ki files,
avi ki shaitani, aur meri chhat pe baith ke sapne dekhne ki aadat.

Phir ek din, shaadi hui.
Ek naya ghar mila, nayi zimmedariyaan, nayi morning routine.
Prayagraj – maa ki janm bhoomi, par mere liye ek naya shahar.
Main wahi thi, par chehre pe ek alag si muskurahat aur aankhon mein thoda sa darr tha.

🧍‍♀️ Main Juhi… Par Kitni?

Shaadi ke baad, kuch log kehte hain:

“Ab toh naya ghar tumhara hai.”
“Ab usi parivaar ka hissa ho tum.”

Haan, main samajhti hoon.
Lekin mera dil har roz puchta hai –
"Woh Juhi jo maa ke jaane ke baad sab sambhalti thi,
jo papa ke office ke paper arrange karti thi,
jo Nashik mein hostel ki raaton mein silently ro leti thi…
woh kahaan chali gayi?"

Ya phir shayad woh kabhi gayi hi nahi?

🎒 Life in a Bag: Memories I Carry Everywhere

Main chahe Prayagraj mein hoon, ya Nagpur gayi hoon –
meri bag mein hamesha kuch hota hai:

  • Ek photo jo mujhe maa ki yaad dilati hai

  • Ek diary jisme main khud se baat karti hoon

  • Aur ek chhoti si smile, jo har naye sheher mein thoda ghar banane ki koshish karti hai

🪞 Kya Main Wahi Juhi Hoon?

Haan, main ab roti nahi banti hoon jaise mummy banati thi.
Haan, meri chai ab solo pyaalon mein nahi, poore parivaar ke liye banti hai.
Aur haan, main ab kabhi kabhi khud se zyada doosron ke liye sochti hoon.

Par...
Main ab bhi har shaam apne andar ki Juhi se milti hoon.
Woh Juhi jo thodi emotional hai, thodi rebellious, aur poori sachchi.

🌿 Naye Sheher, Naye Ghar — Lekin Dil Wahi Hai

Sheher badalne se sirf location badalti hai,
lekin yaadein, jazbaat, aur asli ‘main’… woh toh saath chalte hain.

Mujhe lagta hai — main badli hoon.
Lekin woh badlav samay ke saath, pyaar ke saath, aur kabhi-kabhi majboori ke saath hua hai.
Main wahi Juhi hoon – bas ab thoda zyada sochti hoon, thoda kam roti hoon, aur thoda zyada likhti hoon.



💌 Ending Note: Tum Bhi Wahi Ho, Bas Version Update Ho Gaya Hai

Agar tum bhi kabhi ye mehsoos karo ki tum badal gaye ho,
toh khud se ek baar baat karo.
Puchho:

“Main ab bhi wahi hoon na?”

Aur jawab kahin na kahin se aayega…
Haan, tu wahi hai – bas thoda aur khud se milne lagi hai.

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