Pravaasi

Ravi ek saadharan-sa yuvak hai, jo apne parivaar ki zarooraton aur behtar bhavishya ki ummeed lekar ghar se Mumbai ke liye nikalta hai. Jeb mein seemit paise hain, aankhon mein kuchh sapne aur mann mein ek hi baat-khaali haath vaapas nahin lautna hai.

Lekin shahar mein zindagi sirf kamaane ka naam nahin. Chhote kamre, anjaan chehre, kaam ki talaash, bhookh, thakaan, pehli tankhwaah aur har mahine ghar bheje jaane waale paison ke beech Ravi dheere-dheere badalne lagta hai. Woh kamaana to seekh jaata hai, lekin is safar mein usse kya-kya chhoot-ta jaata hai-shaayad iska hisaab kisi tankhwaah mein nahin hota.

'Pravaasi' kisi asaadharan naayak ki kahaani nahin, balki un laakhon saadharan logon ki kahaani hai jo ghar se door rehte hain, par jinke har faisle mein ghar saath chalta hai. Yeh sangharsh aur safalta ke bade shabdon se pare, un chhoti chuppiyon, rishton, tyaag aur yaadon ki kahaani hai jo ek pravaasi ki zindagi banaati hain.

Aakhir ghar kya hai-woh jagah jise hum chhod aate hain, ya woh jo hamaare bheetar hamesha hamaare saath chalta rehta hai?