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🏰 1. Sona – Ek Shehenshahi Mehek Sona… ek aisa lafz jo jab zubaan par aata hai, toh mehsoos hota hai jaise koi purani haveli ki deewar se itraati hui chandan ki khushboo nikal rahi ho. Jaise kisi purane darbaar mein shehenshah ki kursi ke peechhe se sona jhalak raha ho, aur uski chamak aankhon ko nahi, dilon ko roshan karti ho. Yeh sona, jo bazaaron mein bikta hai, yeh asal mein bikta nahi, yeh toh wahi hai jo riyasaton mein shehzadiyon ke seene par sajta tha, aur unki aan, unki izzat aur unka guroor ban jaata tha. 🌙 2. Jab Gehne Ban Jaate The Shehzadiyon Ki Saltanat Karigar jab sona ghunta tha, toh unke haathon se bas sona nahi, dua nikalti thi. Unke dil se mehsoos hota tha jaise woh har gehne ko sirf gehna nahi, ek shahi farman bana rahe hain. Wo keh rahe hote, “Ae sona, tu sirf chamak nahi, tu us aurat ki izzat hai jo tujhe pehnegi. Tu uski takdeer hai, uska taaj hai, uska sabr hai, uski shaan hai.” Aur jab woh gehna tayar hota, toh usmein sirf naqsh nahi hote, usm...

1. Jab Sona Sirf Dhaatu Nahin, Pehchaan Ban Jaaye Subah ki pehli aarti se pehle, jab mandiron ke ghanṭe bhi nahi baje hote, Bharat ki mitti se ek aisi chamak uthti hai jo poore sansaar ko roshan karti hai. Bharat… duniya ka sunehra dil hai. Yahan sona ek gehna nahi, ek jazbaa hai. Ek maa jab apni bachchi ko pehla kangan pehnati hai, wo kangan sirf dhaatu nahi, us maa ki har poori aur adhoori dua ka roop hota hai. Ek dadi ka puraana haar, jisme har moti par uske jeevan ki kahani likhi hoti hai. Ek kisan ka sapna, jab wo kheton ka sona bech kar bazaar se ek patli si chain khareedta hai, taki uski beti ke gale mein ek din uska maan chamke. Ek rickshaw-puller ka vachan, jab wo mahine bhar ki thakaan ko ek gram sona khareedkar jeet leta hai – kyunki sona sirf paisa nahi, uska vishwas hota hai. Yeh dharti sona ugati nahi, phir bhi duniya ka sona Bharat ki god mein aa jaata hai. India is not just a consumer of gold – it is the very meaning of gold itself. 2. Bharat Ki Sunehri Taqat: Data...

Barsaat… Ek aisa mausam jo sirf hawaon ko thandak nahi deta, balki dil ko bhi ek ajeeb si tasalli de jaata hai. Jab pehli boondein zameen ko chhooti hain, toh mitti se uthti hai wo mehek, jo kabhi dadi ke aanchal se aati thi, kabhi maa ke gehne ke dibbe se. Aur usi waqt, har shehzadi ke dil mein ek khayal uthta hai – “Kya pehnu, kaise sajaun khud ko, ki barsaat bhi mujhe dekh kar sharma jaaye?” Barsaat aur shehzadi – dono ka ek purana rishta hai. Jaise baarish ki boondein sukh gaye pedon ko zinda karti hain, waise hi sona shehzadi ke dil ko ek nayi umeed deta hai. Khud ko sajana, khud ko mehsoos karna, yeh sab uske jeene ka tareeqa hai. Barsaat ka mausam le aata hai khushbuon ka jahan, par saath hi laata hai ek chinta bhi – kapde bheeg na jayein, makeup beh na jaaye, aur sabse badi chinta – “Mera sona safe rahe na?” Sona: Barsaat Mein Sirf Shringar Nahi, Ek Sahas Sona… jis par sirf dhoop hi nahi, barsaat bhi fida ho jaati hai. Magar is mausam mein sona pehenna ek kala h...