Chhotu Jugnu ek pyaara sa jugnu tha, lekin uski ek pareshaani thi।
Woh andhere se bahut darta tha। Jaise hi raat hoti, Chhotu apni roshni band karke, ek patte ke neeche chhup jaata।
Uske doston ki roshni chamakti - peeli, hari, sunehri। Lekin Chhotu apni roshni kabhi nahi dikhata।
"Chhotu, tum apni roshni kyun chupate ho?" Titli Pinki ne poocha।
"Mujhe... mujhe andhera pasand nahi," Chhotu ne dheere se kaha। "Isliye main chhup jaata hun।"
Woh Andheri Raat
Ek raat, jungle mein bahut ghana andhera chha gaya - chaand bhi baadalon mein chhup gaya tha। Sab jaanwar ghar jaane ka raasta nahi dhoondh paa rahe the।
Khargosh ke bachche ro rahe the - "Hume ghar ka raasta nahi mil raha!"
Chhotu ne yeh suna। Uska dil zor se dhadka। Kya main madad kar sakta hun?
Lekin phir usne socha - agar main apni roshni dikhaunga, sab dekhenge। Mujhe darr lagta hai।
Khargosh ke bachche aur zor se rone lage। Chhotu apne dil ki baat sun nahi paya।
Usne apni roshni jalayi।
Chhotu Ki Roshni
Ekdum se, Chhotu ke pankh se ek pyaari, sunehri roshni chamki - itni pyaari ki poora raasta dikhne laga!
"Dekho! Roshni!" Khargosh ke bachcho ne khushi se kaha।
Chhotu udta gaya, aur khargosh ke bachche uski roshni ke peeche peeche chalte gaye - seedha unke ghar tak!
"Thank you Chhotu!" sab khargosh ke bachche khushi se chillaye। "Tumhari roshni sabse pyaari hai!"
Chhotu ko pehli baar apni roshni pe sharam nahi, garv mehsoos hua।
Uss raat se Chhotu ne apni roshni chupana band kar diya। Har raat woh jungle ke upar chamakta - aur sab bacche use dekhkar khush hote, aaram se so paate।
Chhotu ne seekha - uska andhere se dar, dar hi nahi tha। Woh toh uski khud ki khaas roshni thi, jo bas dikhayi jaane ka intezaar kar rahi thi।
Kahani Ki Seekh
Tumhare andar bhi ek khaas roshni hai। Kabhi kabhi hum darr ki wajah se apni sabse achhi khoobi chupa lete hain। Lekin jab hum apni roshni dikhate hain, hum sirf khud ki nahi - doosron ki bhi madad kar sakte hain। Andhere se mat daro - apni roshni jalao!
