"World War 3: Ek Hindustani Ki Aankhon Se – Day 7: Naya System, Nayi Civilization"
6:00 AM – Dard Bhari Subah
Camp ke beech ek bada circle bana tha —
wo circle jisme abhi kal hi khoon gira tha,
aur aaj usi circle me naye sapne ugne waale the.
Sannata tha, lekin ye us sannate se alag tha —
jo maut ke baad aata hai,
ye tha naye janam ka sannata.
Sab log — buzurg, yuva, mahilayein, bacche — ek dusre ki aankhon me dekh rahe the:
ek ankahee understanding ke saath.
7:30 AM – Sawaal Uthta Hai
Camp ka sabse buzurg insaan —
Daadu (70 saal ke the, ek retired teacher)
beech me khade hue.
Unhone bas ek simple sawal pucha:
"Ab jab humne jeet liya hai apna zameen ka tukda,
to kya hum sirf din bhar bhookh se ladte rahenge?
Ya hum ek naye tareeke ka sansaar banayenge?"
Sab chup the.
Phir ek ladka bola:
"Kis tarah ka sansaar?"
8:00 AM – Naye System Ki Buniyaad
Daadu ne ek chhoti si lakdi uthai,
aur mitti par kuch likhna shuru kiya:
Naya System ke niyam:
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Sabki sunwai hogi.
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Vote se faisle honge, zor zabardasti nahi.
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Jo kaam karega, wo khayega, lekin kamzor ka sahara bhi banega.
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Chori, dhokha, aur hatya ki saza hogi.
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Bacchon ki shiksha aur auraton ki suraksha sabse pehla farz hoga.
Poora camp chupchap dekh raha tha —
aur dheere dheere sabne haan me sir hilaya.
Democracy ek jung ke beech paida ho rahi thi.
9:30 AM – Leader Chune Jaate Hain
Voting ka faisla hua.
Simple voting — ek ek aadmi, ek ek pathar.
Pathar daalne ke liye 3 naam saamne aaye:
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Daadu – experience aur wisdom ke liye.
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Amir – youth aur bravery ke liye.
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Meera – ek school teacher, mahilao ke liye strong symbol ke roop me.
Sab log ek ek pathar apne pasand ke naam ke saamne rakhte gaye.
Voting ke baad result:
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Daadu – 18 votes
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Amir – 10 votes
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Meera – 8 votes
Daadu naye sansaar ke pehle "Caretaker" chune gaye.
Wo Prime Minister nahi, King nahi — Caretaker the —
ek temporary leader jo har ek ko apna samjhe.
11:00 AM – Sabse Badi Kasam
Daadu ne sabke samne ek kasam uthwayi:
"Main aaj yahan ye kasam khata hoon,
ki na kabhi apne liye,
na kabhi lalach ke liye,
sirf aur sirf iss naye sansaar ke bhale ke liye kaam karunga.
Aur jab waqt aaye,
apni kursi ko kisi aur zimmedar haathon me saup dunga."
Sab logon ne haath uthakar repeat kiya.
Mitti aur khoon ke beech ek naye sansaar ki shapath li gayi.
2:00 PM – Naye Jeevan Ki Shuruaat
Responsibilities divide hone lagi:
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Farming section: kuch log mitti saaf karke kitchen garden banane lage.
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Security section: kuch log din aur raat ki watch shifts plan karne lage.
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Education section: Meera ne ek chhoti pathshala shuru ki —
ek blackboard, kuch chalks, aur ek chhoti si umang ke saath.
Aur sabse khaas:
Ek naye Camp Name ki talaash shuru hui.
Logon ne suggestion diye:
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"Asha Nagar"
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"Navjeevan Camp"
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"Survivors' Colony"
Finally sabne milkar naam rakha:
"Navjeevan Nagar"
(The City of Rebirth.)
5:00 PM – Pehli Shanti Ki Shaam
Pehli baar, camp me ek chhoti si muskurahat ka tyohar manaya gaya.
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Kitchen me kuch rotiyaan sekhi gayi.
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Jungle se thode se phal laaye gaye.
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Bacchon ne ek chhoti natak kiya —
jisme ek sapna dikhaya gaya:
"Ek aisi duniya jahan na bombs honge, na guns — sirf kitaabein aur khet honge."
Jab natak khatam hua, sabke chehre par aansu the —
khushi ke, gum ke, aur naye sapne ke.
8:00 PM – Raat Aur Umeed
Camp ke beech me ek bada bonfire jalaya gaya.
Sab log ek circle me baithe.
Daadu ne aakhri line boli:
"Aaj humne khana kamaya nahi... ek nayi duniya kamayi hai.
Aur jab tak hum saath hain,
koi humse is duniya ko cheen nahi sakta."
Sab log ne haath milaya, ek dusre ko gale lagaya.
Darr ab bhi tha, duniya ab bhi khatarnak thi —
par is naye sansaar me ek cheez sabse mazboot thi:
"Ek dusre ka bharosa."
Day 7 Ka End:
"World War 3 ne duniya ko jala diya tha...
lekin usi raakh se ek nayi insaniyat ka beej phoota tha.
Aur jab tak ek dusra insaan haath pakadne ko tayyar hai,
tab tak duniya kabhi khatam nahi hoti."