Ek chhote se gaon mein Shahid naam ka ek garib ladka rehta tha. Uska sabse achha dost tha – Irfan, jo ek ameer khandaan se tha. Dono bachpan ke dost the, ek saath khelte, sapne dekhte aur har baat baant te.

Jab Shahid ne apne sapnon ko pura karne ki baat ki, to Irfan ne wada kiya ke woh usay sheher le jaakar naukri dilayega. Shahid ne apne dost par pura bharosa kiya.

Lekin sheher pahunchne ke baad, Irfan ka asli chehra samne aaya. Usne Shahid ko tanha chhod diya, uski madad nahi ki, balki use zaleel kar diya – kehkar ke, “Tum jaise log yahan sirf bojh hote hain.”

Shahid to toot gaya tha, lekin usne haar nahi maani. Usne ek chai ki theli mein kaam shuru kiya, jahan din bhar mehnat karta aur raat mein sapne bunta. Dheere-dheere usne paise jodne shuru kiye. Usne ek choti si dukan kholi, phir ek aur… aur ek din uska business itna bada ban gaya ke log use “Shahid Sir” kehne lage.

Saalon baad, ek business seminar mein Shahid speaker ban kar gaya. Wahan Irfan bhi maujood tha – ab zindagi ke thokar kha chuka, ek naukri ki talash mein. Jab dono ki nazar mili, to Irfan sharminda tha. Shahid ne sirf itna kaha:

"Dosti ka matlab tha saath dena, lekin tumne dhokha diya. Tumhara dhokha meri taqat ban gaya. Shukriya!"

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