Ek Chhota Sa Sheher Tha Jahan Har Saal Ek Rang Birangi Mela Lagta Tha | Story Of The Day |

Ek baar ki baat hai, ek chhota sa sheher tha jahan har saal ek rang birangi mela lagta tha. Log is mela ke aane ka intezar karte the, kyunki yeh mela unki zindagi mein rang bharta tha.

Is saal ka mela bhi aaya aur sheher ki galiyon mein khushi ka mahaul chha gaya. Yahan par har tarah ke log aate the - bachhe, jawan, boode, sabhi ek saath. Mela mein khilone, jhule, aur rangin stallon ki bharmaar thi. Logon ka chehra muskurahat se chamak raha tha.

Is mela ke ek kone mein, ek gareeb parivar rehta tha. Unke paas bahut kam samay tha aur bachhon ke liye kuch khaas khilone lene ki bhi ichha thi. Parantu paise ki kami ke karan, ve khilono tak pahunchne se vanchit the.

Is parivar ke do bacche, Ravi aur Ritu, bade utsah se mela ki taraf dekh rahe the. Unko maloom tha ki ghar mein paise ki kami hai, lekin unki khushi ko dekh kar, ma-baap bhi kuch karna chahte the.

Mela ke aakhri din, Ravi aur Ritu mela mein ghum rahe the, khilono ki dukaano ke saamne khade hokar sapne dekh rahe the. Unhe wahan par ek uncle dikhe, jo ek rangin topi pehne hue the. Uncle ne Ravi aur Ritu ke paas jaate hue pucha, "Kya tum dono bhi yahan khilone kharidne aaye ho?"

Ravi ne udas hokar kaha, "Haan uncle, par hamare paas paise nahi hai. Hum bas dekh rahe hain."

Uncle ne muskuratay hue kaha, "Arey, kuchh nahi bachche, main tum dono ke liye khilone lekar aaya hoon." Usne apne jeb se kuchh rupaye nikale aur Ravi aur Ritu ko khilone kharidne bheje.

Bacchon ke chehre par chamak aa gayi aur unhone uncle ko dhanyavaad kaha. Uncle ne muskuratay hue kaha, "Khushiyan baantne se badhti hain, chhote. Is mela mein khushiyan lekar aao aur apne ghar mein khushiyon ka mela lagao."

Ravi aur Ritu wapas ghar aaye aur apne khilono ke saath khushiyon ka mela lagaya. Ve apne dost aur padosiyo ke saath khelte aur muskurate rahe. Is chhoti si kahani se sabko yeh shiksha mili ki khushiyan baantne se badhti hain aur aapas mein pyaar aur madad karne se zindagi aur khushiyon ka mela ban jata hai.

Is tarah, har saal wahan ka mela aata aur log khushiyon ka saath dete. Sheher mein dosti aur prem ki chhaon bani rahe, aur har kisi ki zindagi rangin ho gayi.