Wo safed coat Neha ke kandhon par sirf ek kapda nahi, balki ek bohot badi zimmedari thi. Kuch saal pehle tak, Neha bas ek masoom si ladki thi jiske sapne bade the, par aaj wo Dr. Neha ban chuki thi.
Hospital ke corridors mein jab log use 'Doctor Sahiba' keh kar bulate, toh ek pal ke liye wo thithak jati. Uske kaano mein abhi bhi wahi purani Neha ki hansi goonjti thi, jo choti-choti baaton par khush ho jaya karti thi. Par ab, uski hansi mein ek thairaav (depth) aa gaya tha.
Pehla din bohot exhausting tha. Subah se sham tak patients ki line, stethoscope ki thandak, aur har patient ki aankhon mein umeed ka bohat bada sawal. Neha ne mehsoos kiya ki doctor banna sirf degree lena nahi hai, balki kisi ke dard ko apna samajhna hai.
Raat ko jab wo thaki-haari apne hostel room mein wapas aayi, usne mirror mein khud ko dekha. Uski aankhon ke neeche halke dark circles aane lage the, par un aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi—satisfaction ki chamak.
Usne apne purane diary nikaali aur likha: "Masoomiyat khoyi nahi hai, bas ab samajhdari ka sahara mil gaya hai. Neha wahi hai, bas uska maqsad badal gaya hai."
Usne khidki se bahar dekha. Shehar so raha tha, par Neha abhi bhi jaag rahi thi—agle din ki nayi chunautiyon (challenges) ke liye taiyaar.
Kya hoga neha ke zindagi me...