Krishna ka Prasthaan

Har swarn yug ka ant hona chahiye, aur Krishna ke yug ka bhi ant hua. Yeh ek shaap se shuru hua. Dwarka ka Yaadav kul samriddhi mein abhimaani aur jhagdaalu ho gaya tha. Rishi Vishvamitra, Kanva aur Narad padhaare, aur kuchh yuva Yaadavon ne madira ke nashe mein moorkhtapoorn kroor parihaas kiya. Unhone ek saathi ko garbhavati stri ke vesh mein sajaaya aur rishiyon se bachche ka bhavishya bataane ko kaha. Uphaas ko bhaanpkar rishi krodhit hue. Unhone Yaadavon ko shaap diya: yeh ladka ek lohe ka moosal janega jo tumhaare poore kul ka naash karega. Agle din ladke ne sach mein lohe ka moosal diya. Bhaybheet Yaadavon ne use peeskar choorn samudra mein phenk diya — keval ek chhota tukda rakha jise ek machhli nigal gayi. Lekin shaap se bacha nahi jaa sakta tha. Choorn tat par behkar nukeelay sarkande ban gaya, aur machhli ke bheetar ka tukda baan ki nok bana. Is beech Kauravon ki maata Gandhari ne swayam Krishna ko shaap diya tha. Kurukshetra ke mahaayuddh ke baad unhone apne putron ke sanhaar ko na rokne ke liye Krishna ko doshi thahraaya. Unhone shaap diya ki unka apna kul bhi bhraatrighaati yuddh mein nasht hoga — jaisa unka hua tha. Krishna ne haath jodkar shaap sweekaar kiya — kyunki ve jaante the ki Yaadavon ka abhimaan chikitsa se pare badh gaya tha. Yuddh ke chhattees varsh baad niyati paki. Yaadav Prabhas ke samudra-tat par teerthyaatra par gaye. Wahaan madira peete hue aur puraane jhagde yaad karte hue ve vaad-vivaad karne lage. Vaad-vivaad haathaapaai bana, aur haathaapaai yuddh. Unmaad mein unhone shaapit choorn se uge nukeelay sarkande uthaaye, aur sarkande unke haathon mein lohe ke moosal ban gaye. Bhaiyon ne bhaiyon ko maara, pitaaon ne putron ko, mitron ne mitron ko. Dwarka ka swarn kul ek hi madira-raatri mein nasht ho gaya — theek jaisa shaap tha. Krishna ne yeh hote dekha, aur hastakshep na kiya — kyunki ve jaante the ki yeh samay ka kaarya hai. Jab sab samaapt hua, to unhone saarthi Daruk ko Arjun ko chetaane bheja, aur phir akele van mein chale gaye. Ve peepal vriksha ke neeche dhyaan mein baithe — ek pair jaangh par rakhe — chune hue ant ki prateeksha mein. Jara naamak ek shikaari hiran khojta van mein aaya. Door se usne hiran ke kaan-sa kuchh dekha: Krishna ke talve — komalta se chamakte hue. Usne baan chhoda, aur woh Krishna ke pair mein laga. Shikaari dauda aaya aur bhaybheet hua ki usne hiran ko nahi, swayam Prabhu ko ghaayal kiya hai. Woh Krishna ke charanon mein girkar kshama maangne laga. Krishna ne apaar komalta se muskuraaya. Unhone kaha, shok mat karo. Pichhle janm mein tum vaanarraaj Bali the, jinka maine Ram ke roop mein vadh kiya tha. Yeh usi karma ka santulan tha. Tum kshamaapraapt ho, aur swarg paaoge. Phir, jab devta upar se dekh rahe the, Krishna ne nashvar shareer chhoda aur apne nitya dhaam laut gaye. Arjun Dwarka aaye aur swarn nagri ko khaali aur maun paaya. Ve bachi striyon aur bachchon ko lekar chale, lekin maarg mein daakuon ne kaafile par aakraman kiya, aur apne yug ke sabse bade dhanurdhar Arjun ne paaya ki unke divya astra shaktiheen hain. Ve samajh gaye: Krishna ka yug samaapt hua, aur uske saath unki apni shakti bhi chali gayi. Jald hi samudra utha aur swarn nagri Dwarka ko nigal gaya — use laharon ke neeche chhipa diya jahaan woh aaj bhi hai. Yeh katha niraasha se nahi, shaanti se sunaayi jaati hai. Sab kuchh beet jaata hai — swarn yug bhi. Kul girte hain, nagar doobte hain, aur sabse bade veeron ki shakti chali jaati hai. Jo bachta hai woh shiksha hai: kshama karo, chhod do, aur shaant raho. Krishna ne apne hanta shikaari ko kshama kiya, apne par lagaae shaap sweekaar kiye, aur bina krodh vida hue. Yug ka ant traasadi nahi, mod hai — aur jo shaant hriday se iska saamna karte hain, ve paate hain ki sach mein sundar kuchh bhi kabhi khota nahi.

Krishna ke paarthiv jeevan ka ant shok aur utsav sahit manaaya jaata hai — kyunki yeh parampara ka gahantam satya sikhaata hai: ki divya kabhi sach mein nahi jaata. Vyaadh Jara — jisne Krishna ke charan ko mrig samjha — karuna se smaran kiya jaata hai, dosh se nahi — kyunki woh keval niyat prasthaan ka nimitt tha. Mitra ko khone par Arjun ka shok smaran karaata hai ki sabse bade naayakon ko bhi vichhoh sehna hota hai. Aur Dwarka ka doobna prateek-roop mein khada hai: ki saari paarthiv shobhaayein — chaahe kitni swarnim — ek din kaal-saagar mein lautni hoti hain. Jo rehta hai, woh nagar nahi, shiksha hai — roop nahi, prem hai.