Aaj jab ghar se nikali to mehsoos hua ki ab ghar kab aaungi kuch pata nhi h… roz marrah ki zindagi ne mujhe meri maa se kahi door bhej dia h… mujhe pata h ki palat kr dekhungi to vo roengi isliye mudungi nhi chup chap aaj papa ki scooty pr sawar apni ataichii hath me le kr baith jaungi pr mudungi nhi..
Maa bolti h shadi kr le… na jaane usme vo himmat kaese aeygi jab vo mujhe Vida hote dekhegi, bolti h bhut mazboot dil h uska, par main janti hu rok na paeygi vo khud ko mujhe ghar se vida hote dekh…
Papa raste bhar kuch na bole bas scooty ki awaz aur traffic ne us khamoshi ko poora kia. Jab metro station pahuchi airport jaane k lia to papa ko gale lagaya aur pata na chalne dia unhe ki unki peeche vali seat pr baith kr raste bhar royi thi main… Metro station ki taraf badhte huye baar baar palat kr papa ko dekha ye soch kr ki veh ghar ja kr kya krenge…
Rote rote main nikal gayi… tab tak station se jhaakti rahi jab tak vo chale na gaye.. fir dobara yahi kahani dohrane k lia…
साँसें 