Part 1

                              

Ye kahani shuru hoti hai ek ladke se jo 21 saal ka hai aur dhikhne me smart aur innocent lgta hai. Sardi ka mosam hai, thandi hwayen hlki-hlki brf ke sath chl rhi hai. Ldka ek purane se bench pr apna sir niche jhukaye kisi ke intzar me hai, pr kiska?
Sath me ek chay ki dukan hai jisme lagbhag 32 saal ka ek aadmi dheere dheere kuch gunguna rha hai. Paas me chote bche brf ke golon se ek dusre ke sath khel rhe hain. Achank se ek brf ka gola ldke ke balon ko chute huye nikl jata hai. Bche sehmi si nazron se us ldke ki taraf dekhne lgte hain. Ldka apni nazren uper krta hai aur bachon ki tarf dekhta hai. Unki sehmi si nazron ko dekh, na chahte huye bhi vo apne chehre pr ek halki si muskan lata hai. Bche khush hoker fir se khelne me lag jate hain. Dukan pr betha aadmi yeh sb dekh kr ek muskan ke sath ladke ki tarf ishara krta hai. Ldka fir se apna sir jhuka ke soch me kho jata hai.

Lagbhag sham hone ko hai aur bche bhi vhan se chle gye hain jiske karan gali me ek snata sa chaya hai. Berf bhi band ho gyi hai. Ldka abhi bhi sir jhukaye betha hai. Ldke ko is tarh dekh kr chaywala ladke ke pass jake dhimi si awaz me usse puchta hai- 'Kya main kuch sahayta kr skta hun'. Ldka use unsuna kr deta hai. Koi jwab na milne ke karn chaywala nakli si muskan ke sath kehta hai - 'chlo koi baat nhi'. Bapis jane se pehle voh mudker ek bar fir kehta hai agr tumhe kuch help chahiye hogi to main yhin hoon aur fir chaywala chla jata hai.

Kuch pal baad ldke ko is baat ka ehsas hota hai ki jese usne kuch galti kr di hai. Vo chaywale ki tarf dekhta hai jo ki apne kaam me vaysat hai. Ladka bech se uthne ki koshish krta hai to use apne peron me tej thund ka ehsas hota hai. Use is baat ka jra sa bhi andaza nhi tha ki voh, bhut time se barf me hai. Shayd vo kisi baat ko lekar bhut preshan tha ki use tej thund ka bhi ehsas na hua. Jese tese ldka chaywale ke dukan pr phunchta hai aur dhimi si awaz k sath kehta hai- 'ek cup chay milegi'.

                                       To be continued.............

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