Dramatic Monologue (Roman Hindi – 3 Minutes)
(Stage pe ek akela insaan, spotlight sirf us par)
**“Tum jaante ho kya sabse bada bojh hota hai? Khud ka sach… apne hi dil ki awaaz. Saalon tak maine khud se jhooth bola. Logon ke saamne hasta raha, mazak karta raha… par andar se? Andar se toh main toot chuka tha.
Roz apne kamre ke darwaze ke peeche chup-chup kar rota tha. Aur fir sochta—shayad ye aansu bhi kisi ke layak nahi hain. Kya fayda? Duniya ko bas tumhari muskaan chahiye. Duniya ko sirf tumhari jeet chahiye. Tootne ki awaaz unhe disturb karti hai.
Par aaj… aaj main chup nahi rahunga. Aaj main apna sach keh doonga. Main dara hua tha—apni hi kamiyon se, apni haar se, un awaazon se jo kehti thi ‘Tu kuch nahi ban paayega.’ Lekin main ye awaaz sun-sun ke thak gaya hoon. Main chilla kar kehna chahta hoon—haan! Main galtiyan karta hoon! Main girta hoon! Par har girne ke baad uthta bhi toh main hi hoon!
Tum sab ne mujhe kabhi asli roop me dekha hi nahi. Tumhe sirf woh nakli chehra dikhaya jo main tumhari pasand ke hisaab se pehenta raha. Lekin asli main? Woh jo raat ke andhere me apne khud ke sawalon se ladta hai… woh jo apne dil ki aag me khud ko jala deta hai… woh aaj saamne hai.
Aur tumhe kya lagta hai? Main hamesha kamzor hi rahunga? Nahi! Aaj ke baad main apne dar se bhaagunga nahi. Main apne dard ko apna talwar banaunga. Main apni har ek haar ko apni nayi jeet ki seedhi banaunga.
Samajh lo… jo insaan apna sach bolne ki himmat kar leta hai, usse koi hara nahi sakta. Aur main… aaj jeet gaya hoon. Apne khud se.”**
(Deep breath… dheere se spotlight dhundhli ho jaati hai.)
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