चित्रलेखा – एक दार्शनिक कृति की समीक्षा लेखक: भगवती चरण वर्मा प्रस्तावना हिंदी साहित्य के इतिहास में *चित्रलेखा* एक ऐसी अनूठी रचना है जिसने पाठकों को न केवल प्रेम और सौंदर्य के मोह में बाँधा, बल्कि पाप और पुण्य की जटिल अवधारणाओं पर गहन चिंतन के लिए भी प्रेरित किया। भगवती चरण वर्मा का यह उपन्यास 1934 में प्रकाशित हुआ था और यह आज भी हिंदी गद्य की कालजयी कृतियों में गिना जाता है। इसमें दार्शनिक विमर्श, मनोवैज्ञानिक विश्लेषण और सामाजिक यथार्थ का ऐसा संलयन है जो हर युग में प्रासंगिक बना रहता है । मूल विषय और उद्देश्य *चित्रलेखा* का केंद्रीय प्रश्न है — "पाप क्या है?"। यह उपन्यास इस अनुत्तरित प्रश्न को जीवन, प्रेम और मानव प्रवृत्तियों के परिप्रेक्ष्य में व्याख्यायित करता है। कथा की बुनियाद एक बौद्धिक प्रयोग पर टिकी है जिसमें महात्मा रत्नांबर दो शिष्यों — श्वेतांक और विशालदेव — को संसार में यह देखने भेजते हैं कि मनुष्य अपने व्यवहार में पाप और पुण्य का भेद कैसे करता है। इस प्रयोग का परिणाम यह दर्शाता है कि मनुष्य की दृष्टि ही उसके कर्मों को पाप या पुण्य बनाती है। लेखक...
11th January, 1966:
The Prime Minister of India, Lal
Bahadur Shastri dies in Tashkent.
24th January, 1966:
India’s top nuclear scientist, Homi Jehangir Baba vanishes.
Same month, same mystery.
Lal Bahadur Shastri. Homi Jehangir Bhabha.
One poisoned in a Soviet villa.
One swallowed by French snow.
And a nation… too scared to ask why?
What if India’s greatest minds were not lost…
…but eliminated?
Let me lay out some facts.
No filters.
No fiction.
And then,
you decide.
You carry the question home.
Because some truths
don’t scream.
They whisper.
And they wait.
The year of 1964.
China tests its first nuclear bomb.
The world watches.
India trembles.
But one man stands tall.
Dr. Homi Bhabha.
A Scientist.
A Visionary.
And may be... a threat.
To whom?
That is the question.
Late 1964.
He walks into the Prime Minister’s office.
Shastri listens.
No filters.
No committees.
Just two patriots.
And a decision that could change India forever.
The year of1965.
Shastri says yes.
To underground nuclear testing.
For the first time, a PM gives a scientist the green light to dream dangerously.
Then the drums of war.
August 1965.
Pakistan attacks.
India fights back.
January, 1966.
Tashkent peace talks.
Brokered by the Soviets.
Signed in cold rooms,
with colder intentions.
Then it happens.
11th January,1966..
Shastri dies.
Midnight.
Soviet villa.
Blue lips.
Burning throat.
Cyanide?
His wife demanded an autopsy.
India said no.
No questions.
No report.
Just silence.
13 days later.
24th January.
Homi Bhabha boards Air India Flight 101.
A Boeing 707 named Kanchenjunga.
Carrying ideas too heavy for one plane.
It crashes into Mont Blanc.
France blames pilot error.
India nods.
No black box.
No crash site access.
No truth.
Same day,
Indira Gandhi becomes Prime Minister.
Coincidence?
Or convenience?
You decide.
Within two weeks,
India loses its Prime Minister
and its nuclear foundee/father.
No post-mortem.
No answers.
The files?
Still classified.
RTIs denied.
Tashkent files.
Bhabha files.
Sealed in steel.
Why?
Who feared a nuclear India?
The West?
The Soviets?
Or someone closer?
This is not a conspiracy.
It is a cold case.
Frozen in diplomacy.
Buried in archives.
Too dangerous to open.
Too important to ignore.
May be they were not
killed.
May be they just…
stood in the way.
And when you do that in geopolitics,
Your heart stops.
Your plane falls.
Your helicopter crashes.
And your legacy is rewritten in whispers.
Are we still free if we cannot ask?
Or do we only think were free…
because we stopped asking?
Someone is still watching.
From the dark.
Just make sure
you are watching back.
Let that haunt us all.
टिप्पणियाँ
एक टिप्पणी भेजें
If you have any doubt please let me know.