Book Summary - Man's Search for Meaning In Hindi

 Man's Search for Meaning By Viktor Frankl

Viktor Frankal  kee kitaab man search for meaning jiska matlab hai jeevan ka arth samajhane kee koshish karata insaan. Tho sabase pahala savaal aay hai kee hame ye kitaab khu padhanee chaahie or isaka javaab ya hai kee agar aapako lagata hai kee aap kee life may sabase jaadha problem hai aur aisi  problem  hai jisaka kohee solution nahi hai matlab kuchh hohee nahin sakata tho pakka yaa. Book Summary padhane ke baad aap ko pata chale ga kee aap se bhee jaada kaee log ne apane life  mai bahut hee jaada mushkile ka samna ke .  Matalab aap imagine bhee nahin kar sakate ho aayashee mushkil se gujarane ke baavajood bhee kabhi unnonay har nahin mani. Tho har manay aur na manaty k beach mai sirf ek word hai jo hai Purpose jee ha unhonne apanee life  mai purpose  diya tha yasa purpose diya tha jiski  vaaja se unk asha paas kya bhoora ho raha hai aur unake saath kya bhoora ho raha hoo is say.  Unhen phark nahin padata aur voo  ayase logo mai  shaamil hai is book k author. Viktor Frankl jeene ek aayaashee jail mai band kiya gaya tha jaha par har roj beguna logo kho mar diya jaata tha lekin jo kuchh bhee ho jaaye inhone kabhee har nahin mani  kyoonki inakee zindagi ma ek purpose tha. Tho ishi purpose ke saath is kahani ki shuruvaat karate hai

Introduction

Ye kahaani ek aam se kaidi ke rozmarra ki Zindgi ke bare me hai. Isme un bhayaanak batto ka koi khas zikr nahi kiya gya hai jo second world war ke douran hui thi. Is bare me bahut si kitab chap chuki hai. Kai kahaaniya likhi jaa chuki hai is Vishay par. Hamari us aam admi ke bare me hai jo apna sab kuch kho chukka tha yaha tak ki apni pahchaan bhi. Aur ye us struggle ki kahani hai jo khud ki phchaan banaye rakhne ki koshisho me hai, baavjood un tamaam zulmo sitam ke jo us concentration camp me kiye gaye they.

 Un benaam kadiyon ki kahani jo sirf ek number se zyada aur kuch nahi they. Unki pahchaan aur izzat chhen kar unhe sunwar ke naam se pukaara jaata tha. Nahi, ham koi hero ya shaheed nahi they. Ham sirf haddiyon aur maans ka dhaancha bhar they..jinhe apne pet ki bhookh mitaane ke liya roti ke tukdo ke saath- saath insaan bane rahne ki zaddozzahad bhi karni padti thi.Ye wo hi samjh paayega jisne us duniya ko kareeb se dekha ho. 

Mai is kitaab ko gumnaam tareka se chhapwana chahata tha. Mai nahi chahata tha ki koi bhi mere kadi number ke alawa kuchh aur mere bare me jaane. Maghar phir mujhe ehsas hua ki muje himmat karke aade aakar apni pahchaan bataani chhaiye. Jisse zyada log ye kitaab padhe. Maine Camp me psychiatrist ke tour par kaam nahi kiya tha. Apni azaadi se kucchi hi hafto pahle tak mai ek bimaar kaidi tha. Teen saal maine us jail me bitaaye they.Mai Zyadatar railway lines par kaam karta tha. Mera kaam tha tracks khodna.. aur mai hamesha laying aur khudaai ka kaam karta tha.

Ek din main eek tunnel akele hi khodi. Ye 1944 ki baat hai, us saal krismas par mujhe premium coupons mile. Mere paas pore 12 coupons they. Iske badle me 12 cigarettes ya 12 soups le sakta tha. Hame construnction firms me gulaamo ki tarah becha gaya tha. 

Jiske badle me concentrations camp ko firm ki taraf se har kaidi ke hisaab se paisa milta they. Aur is tarah mai bhi kadi number 119, 104 banker rah gaya tha.  

Phase ek : Camp me Admission

Camp me rahte huye main kadiyon ke psychological reaction ke teen phases ko baariki se dekha aur smajha. Pahla phasa hota tha camp me admission, dusra routine aur teesra liberation. Jab bhi koi kaidi camp me laaya jata to wahan koi kaidi camp me laaya jata to wahan ke haalaat dekhkar gahre sadme me chala jaata tha. Hamne kai dino tak train se safar kiya. Kadiyon ko thoons-thoons kar carriage me bhara gaya tha. Keval upri hisse me saans bahr lene ki kuchh jagah bachi hui thi. Har coach me assi (80) ke kareeb kaidi they. Hame laga ki hame Poland me mazdoori ke liye le jaaya jaa raha hai.

Magar ham dar se kaamp uthey jab hamari train Auschwitz par aake ruki. Auschwitz ka matlab tha kabristaan aur gas chambers. Phir jaid hi hame watch tower, kaantedaar taro wali unchi diwaare aur kaidyon ki lambi laanie dikahai de gaye. Hamare carriage ke darwaaje khule. Dharidar uniform pahne huye kuch kaidi andar daakhil huye they aur sehat bhi theek lag rahi thi. Un logo ke peeche ham eek shed me pahunche. Jo khaas kaidi hame apne saath le gaye inhe capos kaha jata tha , ye log camp me guard ki haisiyat se rahte they. Aam kaadiyo ki tarah inhe bhookha pyasa nahi rakha jaaha tha. Inme se kayi to aise bhi they jo yahan rahkar pahle ki zindgi se zyada khush they. Ye saare capos asli guards se zyada zallad hote they.

Har shed me 200 kaisyon ko rakha gya tha. Hamari train me kul 1,500 musafir they jo yahan laaye gaye they. ham sb yahan sahi salamat rahne ki dua kar rahe they. Hame apna samaan train me chhodne ka hukm mila phir hame line me khada kiya gaya. Aabmi ayr aurto ki alag alag line banayi gayi. Ek officer ne ham sabki jaanch ki. Wo hamko left ya right me jaane ka ishaara kar raha tha. Ham me se zyadatar left ki taraf rakhe gaye. Us ek ishaare ne hamari ziandgi ka faisla kar diya tha. Mujhe kisi ne kaan me bataya ki jo right me bheje gaya hai unse kaam liya jaayega aur jo left me hai we bimaar aur bekaar hai. 

Jab meri baari aai to maine har tarh se chust-dursut dikhne ki koshish ki. Aur mere saamne khade aadmi ne muje right ka ishara de diya. Left ka matlab tha mout. Aur hamme se 90% logo ki kismet ka faisla yahi tha. aur Kuchh hi ghanto baad unhe station se crematorium me la jaaya gaya jahn ek immaart thi jiske bade se darwaaje me alag-alag yuropiyan bhaashao me "bath" likha hua tha. Har kaidi ko ek  chota sabun to diya gaya magar shower me pani nahi tha. Usi sham muje sachhai pata chali jab main eek durse kaidi se apne saathi ke bare me poochtacch ki jise left me jaane ka order mila tha.

Us kaidi ne chimni ki taraf ishara karte huye kaha "tumhara dost wahan se zannat pahunch gaya tha kyonki germans ne use zinda hi jala dala tha us gas chamber ke andar. Jo log kamzor they unhe camp ke liya boja samjha gya aur unki kismet me mout likh di gayi thi. Yahi unka tareeka tha aur isiliye ,wahan insaani jaan ki koi kimat nahi thi. Ham me se jo log right me gaya unhe guards apne saath kaam par lekar gaye. Hame cleansing station ki tarf bhaagne ko kaha gaya . Ham camp ke chaaro tarf lagi kaantedaar taro se paas se guzre. In kaantedaar taro me bijil ka krant doudta tha.   

Guards ne ham sab ko bari- bari jaancha. Unki aankhe haamri ghadiyon aur jevro par thi. Phir ham eek kambal diya gaya jisme hame apni sabhi cheeze daalni thi. Kuch logo ne apne medal ya sabhi ki angothi rakhne ki guhar ki magar kisi ko bhi apne paas kuchh bhi rakhne ki izazat nahi mili. Phir ek guard ne chillakar 2 minute ke andar sabhi ko apne kapde utaarne ko bola sirf joote chhodkar. Ham sab wahi par line me khde khde nange kar diye gaye Jinhone belt nahi utaari thi guards ne upar kode barsaaye.

Hame ek kamre me le jaakar shave karaya gaya. hamare badhan par ek baal tak nahi choda gaya ham khud ko hi nahi pahchaan paa rahe they. Uske baad phir se ham sab line me lage nahaane ke liye. Ye ganimat thi ki sprays se sch me paani aa raha than a ki koi gas. Mere badan me chasme ke alawa aur kuchh nahi tha ek alawa aur kuchh nahi tha ek baal tak nahi. 

Khud poore nagnepan ke sath  dekh rahe thay. Iske siwa aur chara bhi kyat ha hamare pass? badan par ek bhi resha nahi, apni koi bhi cheez apne pass nahi, apne nangepan ko chhuppane ki khaatir bdan ke baal tak nahi. Ham nange geele yun hi kadhe thaey "ab aage kya hoga " yahi scohte huye.

Phase do: Routine aur Nirasha se bhare din

Us raat maine dusre kaidiyon ke sath aath feet ki ek kothri me raha. Wahi hamara bistar tha jisme ham sab ek dusra se chipke huye let gay they. Ham aath logo ko odhne ke liya do kambal diya gaye thye. Ye baath jhooth hai jab kai bolta hai ki wo  iske ya uske bagiar nahi so sakta. Ham us tang jagah par kisi tarah neend bhar sone ki zaddojahad kar rahe they. Agle kuch ghanto ke liye ham dard se aazaad they. Ham bagiar daant maanje apne din ki shuruwat kiya kartae they. Mahino tak hame kapde badlne ka mouka nahi milta tha kyonki pure tareeke se phate hue kapdo ke alwaa hamare paas aur kuchh nahi tah. 

Nahanaa bhi hame muskhil se hi naseeb haota tha. Kaam karte karte haamre haatho par chhale pad jaate they lekin dawa ka kahin koi naam nahi tah. Sahi kahta tha dostovsky

ki insaan kuchh bhi jhel sakta hai. Bizil ke taro ko choo kar khudkhushi  karne ka khyaal ham sabke zehan me aaay tha. hame har wakt ye dar satata tha ki kahin hame bhi baakiyon ki tarah gas chamber me le jaakar zinda na jala de. Upar se guards aksar bina vajah hame peeta karte they. Ham zindgi se pori tarah naaummed ho chuke they. Hame har wakt aisa lagta tha ki mout hamare sar par naach rahi hai aur kab kis wkt hame daboch legi kuchh pata nahi.

Haamre sath ek dusra doctor bhi tha jo mera hi saathi tha. Wo apne kothri se bachkar hamari kothri me aa gaya tha. Wo hamare Auschwitz pahuchne ke hafte bhar pahle hi aaya tha. Aur usi ne hame bataya ki '' agar zinda rahna chaahte ho to ek hi rasta hai, yahan kaam karne ke liye khud ko fit dikhaate raho'' yahan aise bahut se kaidi hai jo bimaar hai, bahut nirash aur dukhi lagte hai, aise logo ko gas chamber me le jaakr mar diya jaata hai, inhe ye log ''moslems'' kahkar bulaate hai. Concentration camp me rahte huye ham sab apni zindgiyon se bahut maayus ho chuke they. Bachne ks koi rasta nazar nahi aata tha.

Jis din se ham camp me aaye they, apne ghar aur parivaarwalo ki yaad me tadaf rahe they. jo hamne dekha wo haamre liye ek bhayanak sapne ki tarah tha, behad ghiniuna aur daravna. Magar aane ke baad dheere- dheere ham un sab cheezo ke aadi hote gaye. Ham itne nirash they zindgi se ki ab hame kuchh bhi mahsoos nahi hote gaye. ek bhikari ke kapde bhi shaayad hamse behtar hote honge. Jo unfirom hame mili thi wo sirf chethre they aur kuchh nahi. Hame rahne ke liye kothriya di gayi thi. Agar koi dusri kothri me jaata dikkta to use kadi saja milti thi. Un kothririyon me ham apne sare kaam karte they, khana, sone yahan tak ki tatti bhi.

Hamari kothriyon ek tarah nark se bhi badtar halat me thi. Jo naye kaidi laaye gaye unki halat aur bhi kharaab thi. Unse latrine saaf karwaayi jaati thi. Mana karte ki koi gunjaasish nahi  thi, Jo mana karte uske munh  par tatti mal di jaati. Aur Jo us gandgi ko hataane  ki koshish karta, use capos ki maar jhelni padti thi. Aksar kaidyon ki punishment parades nikaali jaati thi. Unhe camp ke chaaro aur kai-kai ghante guardski maar khaate huye march karna hote tha. ek 12 saal ke ladke ko saja ke tour par barf par nange pair khade hone ka hukm mila. Bahut der tak usi halat me rahne se use frostbite aur gangrene ho gaya tha.

Ye har roz ki baat thi jab ham logo ko dard se tadpte huye aur marte dekhte they. Ye ab hame behad aam lagne laga tha, hame ab kuchh bhi mahsos nhi hote tha. Na koi dard naa dukh naa daya aur naa hi haamre man me dar tha. Gahre sadme ki haalat me ham in sab insaani zazbato ko bhool chuke they sirf ek khaalipan tha jo haamre bheetar bsa hua tha. Aisa khalipan jisme ab zazbato ke liya koi jagah nahi thi. Mujhe ek bar typhus ke bimaar kaidyon ki kothri me rakha gaya.

unki halat bahut kharaab thi sabko tez bukhaar chada hua tha aur vo bhaut zoro se kaamp rhe the. Koi log to meri aankho ke saamne hi mar gaye. Har mout ke baad dusre kaidi marne waale ki laash par toot padte they. Koi mare huye ka coat jhapat leta tha to koi uske joote aur koi us kaidi ka bacha hua khaana kha jaata tha. Sirf do ghante phale hi to main us aadami se baate kar raha tha aur ab uske marte hi wahan hadbad mach gayi. Uski cheezo ko hathiyaana ki chhenajhapt chal rahi thi. Us shorgul ke beech mai bhi chupchaap apna soup peeta raha..

Guards ham logo ko jab chaahe tab peet dete they. ek din jab mai railway track par kaam kar tha to badi zor ka barfeela toofaan aaya. mai jhukar kar do pal ke liye susta hi raha tha ki wahan khade ek guard ki nazar mujh par  padi. Use naa jaane kya laga ki usne ek pathhar uthakar mujh par fenka. Mujhe ek baar sir par sirf is vajah se do baar maara gya kyonki mere pechhe wala kaidi line par maar khaane se utni takleef nahi hoti thi jitna beizzati aur zulm ki intehaa se hoti thi. 

har wkat bevajah ki maar ne hamare atm samman ka gala ghont diya tha. Hamari insaniyat cheenkar hame jaanvar bhaya jaa raha tha. Lagbhag ham sabhi ko Bhaut zaada kaam karne ki vajah se edema ho gaya tha. Ham sabke haat pairi buri tarah sooje huye they. haamri skin itni skht ho chuki thi ki ghutno ko modne me hame takleef hoti thi. pair itne bade ho chuke they ki unme joote nahi aa paate they. magar joote pahnana hamari mazboori thi kyonki marching ke liye aur barf me kaam karte wakt ham nange paanv nahi rah sakte they. bahut dafa aisa bhi hua ki marching karte huye koi kaidi barf me fisal pada aur peeche ke baki log us par gir pade.

Aise me guard ek pal ki bhi deri nahi karta tha apne rifle ke pichle pichle hisse se hame maarne me.

Hame kaha jaata ji normal labour hamse bhi kam wkat me bahut sara kaam kar lete hai. Magar kya normal labour ko hamari tarah hi roti ka chota sa tukda aur patla soup milta tha? We hamari tarah apne parivar aur ghar ke liya nahi tadapte hai aur naa hi unhe baat-baat par jaanvaro ki tarah peeta jaata hai. Haamri ye udaasi ek tarah se hamra sef defence thi. hame sirf kisi tarah zinda rahne ki havas thi. ham me se har koi aksar din dhal jaane ke bad yahi kehta ki "chalo, aaj ka din beet gaya"

Ab Hamare khyaal aur zazbaat sirf zinda rahne aur bhookh pyaas mitaane tak simit they. Jo bhi kaidi sota tha to sirf roti, cake aur garm paani se nahane ke sapne dekhta tha. kaam ke dourna guards kiaankh bachakar aksar ham sab apne pansdeeda khaane ka zikr kiya kate. Ham aksar aapas me recipes share kiya karte they. apni aazaadi ki ummed dil me liye ham is kaid se chhotne ke baad reunion ke planning bhi karte they. sabhi log usi din ka intezaar kar rahe they jab we yahan se riha hokar apne parivarvaalo ke sath baithkar hansi- khusi khana khaynega. 

Hamara ye khoosurat sapna haamri is roti ke chand tukdor aur paani se bane soup ki hakekat se bahut door tha. kabhi hame cheese aur margarine khane ko mil jaata tha. Aur kbi ghatiya kism ke sausage ya patla sa jam bhi. Hamare bhari bharkam kaam ke hisab se ye khuraak bahut halki thi khaaskar tab hamare paas pahnne ko sirf cheethre they. Sharer se jab sara fat khatm ho jaata hai to sharer khud ko hi khaane lagta hai. Bharpoor khuraak na milne par muscles gayab ho jaati hai. Jab bahar se prtein nahi milta to sharer apne andar jama fat ko hi jalane lagat hai.

Ham har din khud ko haddiyon ka dhanche bante huye dekh raha they. hamari halat ye thi ki kothir me bhukhmari se ab kisi mout hogi, ye ham yakeen ke sath kah sakte they. raat sone se pahle mai khud se hi kahta tha" ye sharer, mera ye sharer ab bas pinjar banker rah gaya hun.'

Har subha sooraj nikalne se bhi phale tez awaaz me teen seetiyan bajaayi jaati jinki aawaz sunte hi ham uthna hota tha. ham jaise apne pairo par khade ho jaate they, Kaam par jaane ke liya sooje huye pairo ke sath geele joote pahanne ki zaddojahad karte huye.

Phir usi tarah ladkhadaate kadmo ke sath baahr niklate barf march karne ke liye.Har roz railwyay track khodte huye ham apnae dopahar ke khaane ka besabri se intezaar karte they ki kab siren baje aur kab hame khaane ko mile. hame subha 9:30 se 10:00baje ke beech khana diya jaata tha. Yahi hamare poore din ka sabse khaas wakt hota tha. Sab itne bhookhe hote they ki hamme se kuch log to palak jhapkte hi poora khana kha jaate they. magar main khana ka ek hissa bachakar apni jebo me bhar leta aur phir use thoda - thoda karke khaya karta tha. Mera tabadala Auschwitz se dachau ke concentration camp me kar diya gaya.

Wahan kul 2,000 kaidi they. Jaate wakt hamari train Vienna se hokar guzari. wahi shaher, jahan mera ghar tha. Prison car ke andar ham sab kul 50 log they. hame thoons kar us dabbe me bahra gaya tha jisme ek bhi khidki nahi thi. hame thoons kar us dabbe me bahra gaya tha jisme ek bhi khidki nahi thi. hamme se kuchh log jameen par baith gaya jabki kuchh poore safar me khade rahe.Us dabbe me do bade ched they jisse hame baahr ka manzar dikh raha tha. Train ki patriyan mere vatan se hokar guzarti thi aur us ghar ke paas se bhi jahan kabhi mai raha karta tha.

Apne ghar ki yaad aate hi mai tadaf utha, maine baakiyo se minnat ki ki we mujhe thodi si jagha de de taaki ched me se mai apna ghar dekha saku. Magar Meri bato aur mere zazbaat ka unpair koi fark nahi padta tha ki mai apna ghar dekh saku kuch pal ke liye hi sahi. Magar un logo ne mujhe ched tak pahunchne ki jagah nahi di. Balki Unme se ek kaidi ne taana maara" tum itne saal tak yahan rah chuke ho? Achha, phir to tum pahle hi is jagah ko achi tarah dekh chuke hoge".

" Jeevan ka arth samjhne ki koshish karta insaan"

1945 ki sardiyon se lekar basant ka mousam aane tak Auschwitz camp me typhus kahar faila hua tha. Lagbhag sabi kadi iska shikaar ban chuke they. kai log is bimaari se mar bhi gaye they. jo bimaar they unke liye alag quaters ka intezaam kiya gaya tha magar wahan kisi bhi tarah ki dawa ya koi doctor nahi tha. Mai bhi is bimari ke chapet mai aa gaya tha. iske asar se bachane ke liya mai sota nahi tha balki apne dimaag me lectures taiyar karta tha. Jis din hame camp laaya gaya tha us wkt maine apni sabhi manuscript waha jama karwa di thi. Khud ko busy rakne ke liya mai kaagaj ke chote - chote tukdo par likha karta tha.

koi kaidi bhale hi shaaririk aur maansik tour par toot jaaye magar uski aatma ko aap maar nahi sakte. Viswas me wo taakat hai jo hame badtar haalat me bhi zinda rakhti hai. ham me se kuch log din bhar kaam karne ke baad apni  kothri me prayer karne ke liya ikathha hote the. Camp survival ke bare me ek galat dhaarda hai, wo ye ki jo survive kar lette hai we sharer se mazboot hote hai magar ye sach nahi hai. Yahan wahi survive kar sakta hai jiski rooh taaktvar hoti hai. Jo uparwale par poora vishwas rakhta hai ki uske ghar me der hai andher nahi. Sensitive, intellectuals aur thinkers jaise log hi akelpan aur nirasha ke palo me khud ko sambhaal sakte hai. Kyonki unhe apni aatma ki gahraaiyon me sukoon ka ehsaas hota hai.

Bhale hi baahr se unhe dard ya takleef jhelni pada magar unki aatma aaksah me udte panchiyon ki tarah azaad hoti hai. Jab koi tumse tumari har cheez cheen le, tumhara kaam, tumhari khushiyan, tumhara parivar yahan tak ki tumhari pachchan bhi to aap kaise zindgi ke maayne dhoonhd sakte ho? Jab sar par har wakt mout ka kahtra mandra raha ho to sharer bhi sookh kar kaante hone lagta hai. Aise me kahin bhi ummed ki kiran nazar nahi aati hai. To aise zindgi ke mayne hi kya hai? ek camp prisoner aisi zindgi se bhala kya umeed kar sakta hai? Kya uske pass ab bhi kuchh bacha hai jo uske zinda rahne ke vaja ban sake?

Ya isse behtar to wo haar maan kar jeene ki aas hi chod de? Jaise maine kaha ki mai camp me koi psychiatrist nahi tha par maine wahan rahte huye un kadiyo ko bahut kareeb se dekha tha. Unke har psychological reaction ko baariki se samjha tha. Hamare roz marra ke bhookh, zulm aur mout ki jung se mai apni logotheraphy ki padhaai bhool gaya tha. Aur maine ye bhi jaan liya tha ki ye pyaar bhari yaade aur kudrat ki khoobsurti ka hi kamaal hai jo aisi zillat bhari zindgi me bhi kaidyon ko jeene ki ek vajah de rahi thi.

Maine apni kothri me baithkar is kitaab ka manuscript likhna shuru kar diya tha. Kai baar zoroorat padti to mai apne saathiyo ki counselling bhi karta tha. Aakhir ham sab azadi ki ummed ka chirag apne dilo me jalaye baithe they. Yaha se nikal kar dubara zindgi jeena ka khwaab ham sab dekhte rhata they aur agar azaad hone ke baad kuchh na ban sakta to zindgi ki nai shuruwat karne ka sapna bhi hamare man me tha. Aur sabse zaroori baat to ye thi ki ham abhi zinda they, hamari sanse sahi salamat thi. Aur jab tak zindgi hai tab tak umeed hai.

Ek din subah bahut jald hi ham apne kaam par nikal gaye they.

Guards ham par chilaa rahe they ''tukdi, aage bado! Baaye-2-3-4, baaye-2-3-4, Baaye-2-3-4, baaye-2-3-4, jo dheere chal rahe they unhe laata pad rahi thi. ham pani se bahre huya gaddho aur bade- bade pathro se takraate huye us andhere me chalte rahe. Tabhi chaanke mere aage wala aadmi mere kaan me fusfusaya " kya hoga agar hamaari biwiyan hame aise dekh le !yahi acha hoga agar unhe ye sab pata hi na chale. " us aadmi ki bat sunkar mujhe meri patni ki yaad aa gayi. Maine aasman ki tarf dekha, uska chera meri aankho ke saamne tairne  laga. Sooraj ki pahli kiran ke saath uski muskuraahat mere chere par fail gayi thi.

Us din pahli bar mujhe prem bhari kavitaao aur gaano ka arth samjh aaya. " insaan ki mukti prem ma hai, keval prem me" mai wo aadmi tha jiske paas kuch nahi tha, jo is virane me itni takleefe jhel raha tha , phir bhi meri pyari biwi ki yaad ne us ek pal ko khushiyon se bhar diya tha. Mai dil hi dil usse baate karne laga. Uske bare me sochte huye mai usse sawal poochtra raha wo un sawalo ke jawab deti rahi. mere aage chalte huye log gir rahe they , guards se khode khaa rahe they magar mai apne khayaalo me dooba tha.

Jald hi ham worksite par pahunche. Sab ache tools lene ke liye kothriyon ki tarf bhaag rahe they. hamne kam shuru kar diya. Peeche se guards ka chillana jari tha" zara tez hath nahi chala sakte kya? Mai apni patni ke khyaalo me khoya raha. Wo zinda bhi hai ya nahi, ye tak mujhe maloom nahi tha. Magar meri umeed barkaraar rakhne ke liye sirf uski yaad hi kafi nahi thi. meri rooh , mera  astitva, uske payar se sarobaar tha phir chaae wo mere paas thi ya door, zinda thi ya nahi is baat se kya fark padta tha. Jise ham bahut chahate hai, uska pyar hi use hamari yaado me zinda rakhta hai hamesha-hamesha ke liye.

Yahi to logotheraphy ka matalb tha.ye bahut zaroori tha ki Aazaad hone ke baad bhi ek prisoner apne zindgi ke sahi maayne talash kare. Apne hone ka arth samjhe, chaahe uska koi bhi apna zinda na bacha ho. Chahe wo akela ho. Chahe uska ghar ujad chukka ho aur uski roziroti chin gayi ho. Phir bhi use jeene ki nayi vajah dhoondhni hai.

chache ye zindgi hame kuchh bhi de, hame apne jeene ki asli vajah dhoodhni hi hogi. Auschwitz se dachau jate huye hamne kudrat ko jee bhar ka nihara. Hamne hare-bare phaad sooraj haamri train ki band khidkiyon me bhi pori tarah tha. hamne asmaan ko anek roopo me dekha neele se laal rang badlate huye. kudrat ko itna khoobsurat hamne pahle kabhi nahi paaya tha. Kuchh palo ke liye hi sahi par Ham in naazaro ko dekhkar behad khush they. mera ek sathi khushi se bola" ye duniya kitna sundar hai !"

Phase3: Aazaadi

Jo kaidi bimaar they unpair sirf itna ha raham kiya jata tha ki we ek kothri me jaakar saara din boards par lete rahte they. unse koi kaam nahi liya jaata tha. Iske badle me unhe baakiyon ke mukaable naa sirf ghaatiya darze ka khana diya jaata balki koi dawa ya dusri medical supply bhi ni milti thi. Ek doctor ne typhus ke rogiyon ke ilaaz me meri madad maangi. Mujhe bavaria me bimaar logo ke camp me bheja gaya. Wahan mujhe 50 marizo se bhare huye ek kothri me madad ke liya rakha gaya. We sab bukhaar se tap rahe they aur apne hosh me nahi they.

Apne kothri ke liye medical supply lana bhi mera hi kaam tha, jo keval 10 bukhar  ki goliya thi.

jo bahut serius hote they keval unhe hi aspirin ki adhi goli di jati thi. laailaaz marizo ke liye koi dawa nahi thi. Mar har bimar ki nabz check karta tha. Apna round poora karne ke baad mai ek kone me baith jaath tha jahan se mujhe bavaria ka landscape nazar aaye karta. Mere chaaro traf keedo se bhari hui laashe padi rathi thi magar mai baahr ke nazaare dekhta hua un lamho me kho jaata tha. Concentration camp me halaat bad se badtar hote jaa rahe they kuchh kaidi apni bhookh mitaane ke liyr narbhakshi Ban chuke thay.Ham ladaai ke maidan me khade they.

Usi douran maine apne ek sathi ke sath milkar bhagne ki koshish ki. Camp ke bhar uska ek sathi hame nakli documants aur uniforms ke sath milne wala tha jisse ham waha se nikal sake. Ham kuch ek samaan churane ke liye apni kothri me vapas aaye. Maine ek bag me toothbrush, khana khane ka bartan aur fate huye dastaane daal liye. pahli koshish me hi mai pachhtaave se bhar gaya.Mai aise kaise apne bimar sathiyo ko chhod sakta tha. Maine aakhiri bar ek round laga raha tha to unme se ek bimar ne pucha" kya yum bhi bahar nikal rahe ho?

Maine unski annkho me gahri udaasi aur dher saara dard dekha. Maine baahr intezar kar rahe apne sathi se kaha ki mai nahi bhag paunga. Lekin camp me mera aakhir din bhi aaya jab battlefront ham tak pahuch gaya tha. Saare guards aur capos bhag chuke they, sabhi kaidiyon ko badi taadad me waha se le jaaya jaa raha tha. Sabko sooraj doobne se pahle wahan se nikalna tha kyonki we log poore camp ko jalane waale they. bas keval wahi log camp me bach gaye they jo bimar they. we abhi bhi kothriyon me bukhaar aur behoshi ki halat pade huye they.

mai aur mere sathi waha se nikalne ke liya taiyar they.  hame teen laasho ko camp ke bahar dafnane ka adesh diya gaya.dono bari bari sa apna rucksacks le aaye. Ham bhagne hi wale they ki tabhi camp ke gate khule. bada sa red cross ke jhanda wali ek car andhar daakhil hui. Ye international red cross ka delegation tha. Unhone kaha ki ham sab ab surakshit hai. Sabko dawayiya aur sigarettes baanti gayi. Sabko wahan se baahr nikala jaa raha tha. Magar mai aur mera sathi peeche choot gaye they. ham typhus ke marizo ke sath kothri me ruke rahe. Aadhi raat ko doctors aaye aur chillayeki ham khud ko cover kar le. Hamare gunshots , canon aur rifles ki aawaze sunaayi pad rahi thi. Ham jung ke maidan ke beecho beech they. Magar subah ki pahil kiran ke sath hi sab kuch tham gaya tha. Camp ke baahr ek safed jhanda fahra diya gaya tha. Mera number 119,104 ke safar ka wo aakhiri din tha.

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