Pooja ke Baal badne ka anubhav Hindi Story

Pooja ka ganja sir sabka dhyan khinch ne laga. School mein, uske dost uski taraf dekh kar sawaal puchte aur hairan ho jathe. Ghar par, uske mata-pita uske nirnay ko bhadava diya, lekin daadi ko uske lambe baalon ki yaad aati. Pooja apni nayi roop ko kushi se apnaya. Din beetne lage aur uske baal dheere dheere phirse ugne lage. Wah apne sir ko chhukar ajeeb mahsoos karti. Dost usko “takli” kehkar mazak udate, lekin Pooja is par kushi se hansi uda deti. Hafte mein do baar, Pooja Bharatanatyam ki class mein jati.

 

Shuru mein, Pooja apne ganja sirr ko lekar thodi ajeeb mehsoos karne lagi, lekin uske teacher aur dost uska hausla badhaye. Dheere se usse samaj aya ki lambe baal na hone se uske nritya ke kadam aasan ho gaye hain. “Ganja sir ke saath nritya karna kitna aasan hai,” Pooja apne aap se kehti. Tuition mein kisi ne pooch bhi liya, “Tumne apna sir kyon ganja karvaya?” Pooja ne puri confidence se jawab diya, “Maine chaaha aur mujhe ganja karwana pasand aaya.” Uske confidence dekhkar sab prabhavit ho gaye. Jaise jaise uske baal phir se ugne lage, aur fir lambi baalon mein badal gaya.

Wah aksar selfies lete aur apne chote chote baalon ko dekhti. Uske mata-pita bhi uske baal ugte dekhkar khush the. 50 din beetne ke baad, Pooja ke baal boycut jitne lambe ho gaye. Wah ek nayi style try karne ke liye utsahit thi. Uski maa ne uske baalon ko style kiya, aur Pooja ko apna naya roop bahut pasand aaya. “Mujhe yeh style bahut pasand ayi maa,” wah khushi se boli. Apni nayi style ke saath, Pooja aur bhi confidence mehsoos karne lagi. Wah school mein zyada active rahi, sawaalon ke jawab dene lagi, aur naye dost bhi banaye. Uske shikshakon ne uske vishwas aur sahas ki prashansa kiye.

Jaise jaise Pooja apni boy cut style ke saath adjust hone lagi, use phir se apna sir takli karvane ka man karne laga. Wah apne baalon ko chhukar sochti, “Shaayad ek aur mundan karvana bura nahi hoga.” Ek din, apne phone par scroll karte hue, Pooja ne apni purani ganja tasveer dekhi. Wah muskurai. Ek azadi aur utsah ka ehsaas uske andar lagne laga, jaise usne pehli baar apna sir mundan kiya tha. “Agar mauka mili, to main phir se apna sir mundan karvaungi,” wah apne aap se muskurate hue boli.