[Greenwood]

Update 17


Agle chaar din Bengaluru mein aam raftaar se guzre.
Reyansh ki zindagi mein koi bada waqia nahi hua, lekin kuch chhoti aadatein badalne lagi thi.
Ab jab woh office se lautkar lift mein chadhta, toh kabhi-kabhi uski nazar teesri manzil ke display par ruk jaati. Flat 304 ke saamne se guzarte waqt agar darwaza khula hota, toh ek aadh nazar udhar chali jaati. Aur phone par Jheel ka message aata, toh woh har baar turant jawab nahi deta tha, lekin jawab dena bhoolta bhi nahi tha.
Jheel ne abhi tak poha banane ki practical class nahi rakhi thi.
Is baat ko lekar dono ke beech chhoti si behas chal rahi thi.
Jheel: Aapne recipe padh li?
Reyansh: Teen baar.
Jheel: Banaya?
Reyansh: Main knowledge collect kar raha hoon.
Jheel: Matlab banaya nahi.
Reyansh: Aap itni jaldi conclusion par kaise pahunch jaati hain?
Jheel: Kyunki aapke answers mein sach se zyada decoration hota hai.
Reyansh: Aapko corporate mein hona chahiye tha. Presentation zabardast deti hain.
Jheel: Aur aapko cooking competition mein nahi hona chahiye. Wahan presentation se pet nahi bharta.
Reyansh hans pada.
Usi waqt Shalu breakfast table par plates rakh rahi thi.
"Kya hua? Phone mein kisi ne joke bheja hai?"
"Joke nahi, meri beizzati ka written record hai."
Shalu ne chai uske saamne rakh di.
"Achha hai. Kam se kam koi toh aapko sach batata hai."
Reyansh ne phone se nazar uthayi.
"Shalu, tumhari salary mein extra paise kis baat ke judte hain? Meri insult karne ke?"
"Sir, aapki insult karna toh meri job description mein bhi nahi hai. Woh toh main apni khushi se karti hoon."
"Waah. Ab tum bhi Jheel ki team mein ho?"
Shalu ne plate uske saamne sarka di.
"Jheel ji ka toh pata nahi, lekin breakfast thanda ho raha hai. Pehle woh kha lijiye."
Reyansh hanskar khane laga.
Shalu ab roz subah apne English-learning video ke liye das minute nikaal rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi woh naye words bolkar Reyansh se pronunciation pooch leti. Us din bhi usne ek sentence bolne ki koshish ki.
"Sir, I am... improving my... communication skills."
Reyansh ne taali bajayi.
"Very good! Ab isko confidence ke saath bolo."
Shalu ne dobara sentence bola, is baar zyada saaf awaaz mein.
"Perfect," Reyansh ne kaha. "Roz thoda karogi toh farq padega."
"Sir, agar main achhi English bolne lag gayi toh aage kya kar sakti hoon?"
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
"Ye tumhe decide karna hai. English ek skill hai, poora career nahi. Pehle samjho ki tumhe kis tarah ka kaam pasand hai."
Shalu kuch sochne lagi.
"Abhi toh mujhe bas itna pata hai ki main hamesha yahi kaam nahi karna chahti."
"Toh filhaal itna hi kaafi hai. Aage ka raasta dheere-dheere saaf hoga."
Shalu ne muskurakar haan mein sir hilaya.
Reyansh ne phone uthaya. Jheel ka ek aur message aaya tha.
Jheel: Waise, aapne abhi tak apni cooking ka proof nahi diya.
Reyansh: Aapko meri capability par bharosa hi nahi hai.
Jheel: Bharosa karne layak evidence bhi toh dijiye.
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: Theek hai. Ek din aapko surprise dunga.
Jheel: Main pehle se warning de rahi hoon. Main bahut jaldi impress nahi hoti.
Reyansh: Achha hai. Mujhe bhi impress karne ki aadat nahi.
Jheel ka jawab aaya.
Jheel: Toh phir ye challenge kisliye?
Reyansh kuch seconds tak screen dekhta raha.
Phir usne likha:
Reyansh: Bas dekhte hain kaun pehle haar maanta hai.
Jheel ne laughing emoji bhej diya.
Reyansh ne phone rakh diya aur office ke liye nikal gaya.
Usse khud nahi pata tha ki ek padosi ke saath chalne wali ye chhoti si baat uske din ka achha hissa banne lagi thi.
Aur shayad use abhi is baat ko naam dene ki zaroorat bhi nahi thi.


Shukravaar ki shaam.
Reyansh office se nikalne hi wala tha ki Arshad ka phone aa gaya.
"Janab, aaj shaam aapka darshan chahiye."
Reyansh ne laptop bag uthaya.
"Appointment milega. Reason batao."
"Reason personal hai."
"Toh phir toh fees double lagegi."
"Bakwas band kar. Coffee pe mil. Koramangala wale cafe mein hoon."
Reyansh ko uski awaaz mein kuch alag laga.
Arshad aam taur par phone uthate hi koi na koi dialogue maar deta tha. Aaj bhi usne mazaak kiya tha, lekin uske baad ki khamoshi kuch zyada lambi thi.
"Sab theek hai?" Reyansh ne poochha.
"Saamne aa. Phir batata hoon."
"Bees minute."
"Pandrah mein aa."
"Main car chalata hoon, helicopter nahi."
"Creative field mein rehkar bhi imagination kam hai teri."
Call kat gayi.
Reyansh muskuraya, lekin uske mann mein ek sawal reh gaya.
Arshad bina kisi khaas wajah ke itni jaldi milne nahi bulata tha.
Aur agar bulata bhi tha, toh uske paas bolne ke liye das baatein hoti thi.
Aaj pata nahi kyun, uski awaaz mein das ki jagah sirf ek baat bachi hui lag rahi thi.


Cafe mein Arshad khidki ke paas baitha tha. Uske saamne coffee thi, jise shayad woh kaafi der se chhoo bhi nahi raha tha.
Reyansh aakar saamne baith gaya.
"Toh huzoor, kisne aapki creative freedom par pabandi laga di?"
Arshad ne halki si muskurahat di.
"Client ne. Ek tagline par chhe logon ki committee bana di hai. Ek ko emotional chahiye, doosre ko premium, teesre ko funny. Chautha keh raha hai ki competitor jaisa nahi lagna chahiye, paanchwa bol raha hai competitor se zyada familiar lagna chahiye."
Reyansh ne coffee menu uthaya.
"Chhatha kya chahta hai?"
"Chhatha khud nahi jaanta. Lekin approval usi ke paas hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
"Ye toh tumhari industry ka daily soap hai."
"Daily soap mein kam se kam episode ke end par kuch toh hota hai. Yahan end par revised presentation aati hai."
"Achha, toh ye problem hai?"
Arshad ne uski taraf dekha.
"Nahi. Ye toh bas shuruaat hai."
Reyansh ne menu table par rakh diya.
"Bol."
Arshad kuch der chup raha. Phir usne phone nikala aur ek message khola.
Sakshi ka message tha.
Sakshi: Aaj ghar aakar baat kar sakte hain? Kuch important discuss karna hai.
Reyansh ne message padha aur phone wapas table par rakh diya.
"Kab se?"
"Do din pehle message kiya tha. Maine kaha tha weekend par baat karenge."
"Phir?"
"Kal poochha toh maine kaha kaam zyada hai."
"Kaam zyada tha?"
Arshad ne coffee ka cup uthaya.
"Tha bhi. Lekin sirf kaam nahi tha."
Reyansh ne uski aankhon mein dekha.
"Tu usse baat karne se bach raha hai?"
Arshad ne jawab nahi diya.
Reyansh ne kursi par peeth tika li.
"Achha, ab main kuch bolunga toh tu kahega ki main relationship expert ban raha hoon."
"Tu waise bhi har cheez mein expert hai. Bas apni life ka syllabus nahi milta tujhe."
Reyansh halki si hansi ke baad chup ho gaya.
"Point hai," usne kaha. "Lekin baat ghuma mat. Sakshi kya poochna chahti hai?"
Arshad ne khidki ke bahar dekha.
"Future."
Ek lafz.
Aur uske baad phir khamoshi.
Reyansh ne coffee ka cup uthaya.
"Samajh gaya."
"Nahi samjha tu. Aur samajhne ki koshish bhi mat kar. Mere dimaag mein khud clarity nahi hai."
"Toh usse clarity hone ka natak kyun kar raha hai?"
Arshad ne uski taraf dekha.
"Kyuki main use khona nahi chahta."
Is baar Reyansh ne mazaak nahi kiya.
Arshad ne aage kaha, "Sakshi ke saath sab achha hai. Woh mujhe samajhti hai, meri bakwas sunti hai, mere saath khush rehti hai. Main bhi uske saath khush hoon. Lekin jab woh aage ki baat karti hai na, toh mujhe lagta hai jaise main kisi aise sawaal ke saamne baitha hoon jiska jawab mere paas hai hi nahi."
"Toh jawab dhoondh."
"Har sawaal ka jawab dhoondhna zaroori hai?"
"Jab sawaal kisi aur ki zindagi se bhi juda ho, toh haan."
Arshad ne nazrein jhuka li.
"Tu jaanta hai na, hamare ghar mein ye sab kitna complicated ho sakta hai."
Reyansh ne dheere se sir hilaya.
Woh jaanta tha ki Arshad ke liye ye sirf do logon ke beech ka faisla nahi tha. Family, expectations aur un baaton ka bhi sawaal tha jinse woh dono abhi tak bachkar nikalte aaye the.
Lekin Reyansh ye bhi jaanta tha ki Sakshi ke liye anishchitata mein rehna aasaan nahi hoga.
"Arshad," usne kaha, "main tujhe shaadi karne ya na karne ko nahi bol raha. Main bas itna keh raha hoon ki jo baat tu khud se chhupa raha hai, woh Sakshi se kitne din chhupayega?"
Arshad ne apni ungli se cup ke kinare ko chhua.
"Tu kab se itni samajhdari ki baatein karne laga?"
Reyansh muskuraya.
"Jab se tere jaise bewakoof dost mil gaye."
Arshad hans diya, lekin is baar hansi ke baad uska chehra phir sanjeeda ho gaya.
"Main use hurt nahi karna chahta."
"Toh usse sach bol. Ho sakta hai woh hurt ho. Ho sakta hai tum dono ka nazariya alag ho. Lekin kam se kam woh apni zindagi ke baare mein faisla toh kar sakegi."
Arshad ne dheere se saans chhodi.
"Tu jaanta hai na, mujhe darr lagta hai?"
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
"Haan. Lekin darr ko driver bana dega toh gaadi kahin nahi pahunchegi."


Arshad kuch pal use dekhta raha.
Phir usne table par haath maara.
"Bas! Isi liye main tujhe bulata hoon. Do minute mein aadmi ko motivational speaker bana deta hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
"Fees double."
"Chup kar. Coffee ke paise tu dega."
"Emotional support alag charge hota hai."
"Main tera college ka dost hoon."
"Isiliye discount ke baad bhi paise dene padenge."
Dono hansne lage.
Lekin Reyansh samajh gaya tha ki Arshad ki problem coffee khatam hone se khatam nahi hone wali.
Aaj pehli baar usne apne dost ko kisi relationship se door bhaagte hue nahi, balki uske saamne rukkar faisla karne se darte hue dekha tha.


Usi shaam, Arshad apne ghar pahunchne se pehle Sakshi se milne gaya.
Sakshi ek chhote se cafe ke bahar uska intezaar kar rahi thi. Usne dark blue jeans ke saath off-white top pehna tha, baal khule the aur kandhe par ek tan-coloured bag tha.
Arshad ko dekhte hi usne phone bag mein rakh diya.
"Finally."
Arshad ne haath jod diye.
"Maaf kar do, huzoor. Aapka ghulam traffic mein phans gaya tha."
Sakshi ne ghadi dekhi.
"Traffic mein ya apne dimaag mein?"
Arshad ka chehra ek pal ko badla, lekin usne muskurahat bana li.
"Dono mein. Bengaluru ka traffic aur mera dimaag, dono ka koi bharosa nahi."
Sakshi halki si muskurayi.
"Chalo. Andar baithte hain."
Dono ek kone wali table par baith gaye.
Kuch der unhone aam baatein ki. Sakshi ne apne kaam ka zikr kiya, Arshad ne ek client ki ajeeb demand sunayi. Dono hase bhi.
Phir Sakshi ne apna cup neeche rakh diya.
"Arshad, mujhe tumse ek baat karni hai."
Arshad ne cup uthaya, phir bina piye wapas rakh diya.
"Bolo."
Sakshi ne kuch pal use dekha.
"Hum kitne waqt se saath hain?"
Arshad ne socha.
"Kaafi waqt se."
"Exact date yaad hai?"
"Bilkul. Main toh apne dimaag mein calendar lekar ghoomta hoon."
Sakshi ki muskurahat gayab nahi hui, lekin uski aankhon mein sanjeedgi thi.
"Main mazaak nahi kar rahi."
Arshad ne nazar jhuka li.
"Sorry."
Sakshi ne apne bag ki strap ko ungli se seedha kiya.
"Main tumse aaj hi koi bada decision nahi maang rahi. Mujhe bas ye samajhna hai ki tum is relationship ko kis tarah dekhte ho."
Arshad ne uski taraf dekha.
"Main tumhare saath khush hoon, Sakshi. Tu jaanti hai."
"Jaanti hoon."
"Phir?"
"Phir ye ki jab bhi main future ki baat karti hoon, tum joke kar dete ho. Kabhi client ka bahana, kabhi kaam, kabhi koi nayi bakwas. Main tumhare jokes se pareshaan nahi hoon, Arshad. Main tumhare un jawaabon se pareshaan hoon jo tum dete hi nahi."
Arshad chup raha.
Sakshi ne aage kaha, "Main apni life mein aage badhna chahti hoon. Apne career mein, apne personal goals mein. Main ye bhi chahti hoon ki jis insaan ke saath hoon, uske saath apne future ke baare mein baat kar sakun. Mujhe har cheez ka final answer aaj nahi chahiye. Lekin har baar sawaal poochhne par tumhara peeche hat jaana achha nahi lagta."
Arshad ne apni hatheli table par rakh di.
"Main peeche nahi hat raha."
Sakshi ne turant jawab nahi diya.
Phir boli, "Toh mere saath khade hokar baat karo."
Ye baat Arshad ke paas koi mazaak banane ke liye nahi chhodi gayi thi.
Usne kuch pal socha.
"Main koshish karunga."
Sakshi ne sir halka sa jhuka liya.
"Mujhe koshish se problem nahi hai. Bas ye mat kehna ki sab theek hai jab tum khud nahi jaante ki sab theek hai ya nahi."
Arshad ne dheere se kaha, "Theek hai."
Sakshi ne uski taraf dekha.
"Promise mat karo. Bas agli baar jab main baat karun, toh mujhse baat karna. Mujhe joke suna kar ghar mat bhej dena."
Arshad ke hothon par halki si muskurahat aayi.
"Ek joke bhi nahi?"
Sakshi ne use dekha.
"Arshad."
"Achha, ekdum serious."
Sakshi hansi rok nahi paayi.
"Pagal ho tum."
"Certified."
Is baar dono hase, lekin baat khatam nahi hui thi.
Sakshi ne uska haath pakda aur kuch pal uski ungliyon par apna angutha phiraya.
"Main tumhare saath hoon. Lekin main apne aap ko bhi nahi khona chahti. Ye dono baatein ek saath sach ho sakti hain."
Arshad ne uski taraf dekha.
"Haan."
Sakshi ne uske haath ko halka sa dabaya.
"Bas, mujhe itna hi chahiye tha. Ki tum suno."
Arshad ne is baar koi dialogue nahi maara.
Usne bas uska haath pakde rakha.
Kabhi-kabhi kisi rishte mein sabse mushkil kaam pyaar jatana nahi hota.
Sabse mushkil hota hai, us pyaar ke saath aane wale sawaalon se bhaagna band karna.


Raat ke kareeb gyarah baje Arshad apne ghar par tha.
Laptop khula tha, lekin screen par agency ka pending document waise ka waisa pada tha. Woh phone haath mein lekar Sakshi ki chat dekh raha tha.
Usne message type kiya.
Arshad: Aaj jo baat hui, uske liye thank you.
Usne message padhkar delete kar diya.
Phir type kiya.
Arshad: Main jaanta hoon ki main future ki baat se bach raha hoon. Main tumhe hurt nahi karna chahta.
Woh kuch seconds tak screen dekhta raha.
Phir ye message bhi delete kar diya.
"Yaar, message likh raha hoon ya constitution?"
Usne phone bed par rakh diya.
Tabhi uski ammi kamre ke darwaze par aayi.
"Arshad, khana kha liya?"
"Haan, Ammi."
"Jhooth mat bol. Teri plate waise hi rakhi hai."
Arshad ne laptop band kar diya.
"Abhi kha leta hoon."
Ammi andar aakar uske paas baith gayi.
"Kya hua? Aaj kuch pareshaan lag raha hai."
Arshad ne muskurane ki koshish ki.
"Kuch nahi, Ammi. Kaam ka pressure hai."
Ammi ne use dekha.
"Kaam ka pressure ho toh tu das logon ko phone karke pareshaan karta hai. Aaj chup baitha hai."
Arshad hans pada.
"Ammi, aapko meri har aadat kaise pata hai?"
"Jab se paida hua hai, tab se dekh rahi hoon. Abhi tak samajh nahi aaya toh kab aayega?"
Arshad ne unke kandhe par sir rakh diya.
"Bas thoda soch raha hoon."
Ammi ne uske baal se haath phiraya.
"Soch le. Lekin jo bhi baat ho, usse andar rakhkar apne aap ko pareshaan mat kar."
Arshad ne aankhein band kar li.
"Ji, Ammi."
Woh unhe apni relationship ki poori baat nahi bata saka. Abhi uske paas khud bhi saare jawaab nahi the.
Lekin us raat usne ek kaam kiya.
Usne Sakshi ko call kiya.
Sakshi ne doosri ring par phone utha liya.
"Haan?"
"Busy ho?"
"Nahi. Bolo."
Arshad ne ek gehri saans li.
"Kal mil sakti ho?"
Sakshi kuch pal chup rahi.
"Mil sakti hoon. Kyun?"
"Kal main baat karna chahta hoon. Properly. Bina jokes ke."
Phone ke doosri taraf halki si hansi sunayi di.
"Ye toh dekhna padega."
"Main serious hoon, Sakshi."
"Jaanti hoon."
Arshad ne dheere se kaha, "Aur haan... aaj jo kaha, uske liye thank you."
Sakshi ki awaaz naram ho gayi.
"You're welcome."
Call khatam hone ke baad Arshad kuch der phone dekhta raha.
Uske paas abhi bhi koi final answer nahi tha.
Lekin pehli baar usne jawaab na hone ki baat se bhaagne ke bajaye, us par baat karne ke liye agla kadam uthaya tha.
Aur kabhi-kabhi, filhaal ke liye itna hi kaafi hota hai.


Agle din, Saturday ki shaam.
Reyansh apne flat mein client presentation khatam kar raha tha. Laptop band karte hi usne kandhe ghumaye aur sofa par peeth tika di.
Phone par Jheel ka message aaya.
Jheel: Aaj aap ghar par hain?
Reyansh: Haan. Kyun?
Jheel: Ek cheez poochhni thi.
Reyansh: Phone par poochh sakti hain.
Jheel: Ye wali saamne poochhni hai.
Reyansh ne message padhkar bhauen uthayi.
Reyansh: Kya main interview dene aaun ya aap yahin aa rahi hain?
Jheel: Aapko interview ka itna shauk hai toh aa jaiye.
Reyansh: Bas paanch minute. Main apna resume lekar aata hoon.
Jheel ne laughing emoji bheja.
Kuch hi der baad Reyansh Flat 304 ke darwaze par tha.
Jheel ne darwaza khola. Usne simple peach-coloured kurti aur dark blue jeans pehni thi. Baal khule the aur ek taraf kandhe par aa rahe the. Chehre par ghar wali saadgi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein aaj kuch kehne ki utsukta thi.
"Aaiye," usne kaha.
Reyansh andar aaya.
"Toh madam, kya sawaal hai?"
Jheel ne use dining table ke paas bithaya aur ek notebook uske saamne rakh di.
Reyansh ne notebook kholi.
Andar kuch English sentences likhe the. Kuch ke saamne Hindi meaning tha, kuch ke saamne question marks.
"Ye kya hai?"
"Main English improve karne ki koshish kar rahi hoon," Jheel ne kaha. "Office ke kuch kaam mein English use karni padti hai. Samajh toh aa jaata hai, lekin bolte waqt kabhi-kabhi ruk jaati hoon."
Reyansh ne notebook ke panne palte.
"Aap mujhse poochhna chahti thi?"
"Haan. Aap toh poora din English mein calls karte hain. Socha aapse poochh loon."
Reyansh ne notebook band kar di.
"Bilkul. Lekin pehle ek baat."
Jheel thodi satark ho gayi.
"Kya?"
"Main teacher bahut kharab hoon."
Jheel ne use dekha.
"Aapko apni har kami pehle se batana zaroori lagta hai?"
"Nahi. Bas baad mein complaint na aaye."
Jheel hans padi.
"Achha, sir. Ab padhai shuru karein?"
Reyansh ne notebook kholi.
Pehle sentence par usne ungli rakhi.
"Achha, ye sentence bolo."
Jheel ne sentence padha. Beech mein ek word par ruk gayi.
Reyansh ne uski pronunciation samjhayi aur sentence dobara bolne ko kaha.
Is baar Jheel ne poora sentence sahi kaha.
"Very good," Reyansh ne kaha. "Ab isi ko normal conversation mein use karo."
Jheel ne socha, phir sentence banaya.
Reyansh ne use correct kiya.
Dheere-dheere uski jhijhak kam hone lagi. Woh ek sentence bolti, galti hoti, dono hans dete, phir dobara koshish karti.
Kareeb bees minute baad Jheel ne notebook band kar di.
"Bas. Aaj ke liye itna kaafi hai."
Reyansh ne ghadi dekhi.
"Main toh abhi warm-up kar raha tha."
"Aapko padhana achha lag raha hai ya mujhe pareshaan karna?"
"Dono mein farq hai?"
Jheel ne uski taraf notebook badha di.
"Kal se aapki fees lagegi."
Reyansh ne notebook lete hue kaha, "Kya fees?"
"Poha banana seekhna hai na? Ek class English ki, ek class cooking ki."
Reyansh ne hairani se use dekha.
"Matlab main student bhi, aur fees bhi main hi doon?"
"Bilkul."
"Ye toh education system ki loot hai."
Jheel hansne lagi.
Reyansh bhi hans pada.
Phir usne notebook ki taraf ishara kiya.
"Waise, aapko English kyun improve karni hai? Office ke liye toh theek hai, lekin aapka koi aur plan hai?"
Jheel ne kuch pal socha.
"Bas... main chahti hoon ki jab mujhe kisi cheez ki zaroorat ho, toh main kisi aur par depend na rahun. Kaam ki baat ho ya kisi se kuch kehna ho, main khud kar sakun."
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
"Achhi baat hai."
Jheel ne halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha, "Aapko lagta hai main kar sakti hoon?"
"Bilkul. Aapko bas practice chahiye. Har cheez pehle din perfect nahi hoti."
Jheel ne sir hilaya.
"Ye baat aap apne poha par bhi apply karna."
Reyansh ne haath jod liye.
"Please, mere future poha ko abhi se judge mat kijiye."
Jheel ki hansi phir se nikal gayi.
Kuch der baad Reyansh uthkar jaane laga.
Darwaze par Jheel ne kaha, "Thank you. Aaj achha laga."
Reyansh ne palatkar dekha.


"English class?"
"Haan. Woh bhi."
"Woh bhi?"
Jheel ek pal ko ruki, phir boli, "Aapse baat karke bhi."
Reyansh ke chehre par halki si muskurahat aayi.
"Same here."
Usne haath hilaya aur apne flat mein aa gaya.
Darwaza band hua toh Jheel kuch seconds tak wahi khadi rahi. Phir usne notebook uthayi aur pehle panne par likhe sentence ko dobara padha.
Uske hothon par muskurahat thi.
Reyansh apne flat mein aakar sofa par baith gaya. Phone uthaya toh Arshad ka message tha.
Arshad: Kal ka plan cancel mat karna. Tujhe ek important baat batani hai.
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: Teri important baatein kabhi khatam nahi hoti?
Arshad: Dosti ka subscription lifetime hai.
Reyansh: Refund mil sakta hai?
Arshad: Nahi. Terms and conditions mein likha hai.
Reyansh hans pada.
Usne phone side mein rakh diya.
Pichhle kuch dino mein uski zindagi mein koi bada badlav nahi aaya tha. Office wahi tha, building wahi thi, dost wahi the.
Lekin ab Arshad ki pareshani uske saamne ek aise sawaal ki tarah thi jise woh nazarandaaz nahi kar sakta tha.
Aur Flat 304 mein Jheel ke saath guzare bees minute ne use ye ehsaas dilaya tha ki kisi ke kareeb aane ke liye har baar dil ki baat karna zaroori nahi hota.
Kabhi-kabhi kisi ki madad karte hue, uski galtiyon par hanskar aur uske sapnon ko bina judge kiye sunte hue bhi do log ek-doosre ko samajhne lagte hain


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