Arjun OS : Tuned steps-The evening walk

Arjun OS : Tuned steps-The evening walk

-OHH! So you are that BANDAR !!

- What BANDAR?

-You've been caught red handed, phir vi badmashi chalu hain? Roz door pr knock karke vaag kyun jate ho?

- Toh kya karun? Chupchap khara rahun?

- Tell me the reason.

-By mistake.

-What mistake?

-dil ki galati se shayed...

-ARRGH !! Details?!?

- I thought it was 4^th floor. After knocking I realize that I've to climb for another floor...so...

-Really?? Toh yeh baat knock karne ki pehle yaad kyun nahi aata?

- Bimaari hain.

-Kaisi bimaari?

-Dil ki.

-Oh, kaunsi?

-Galti karne ki.

-Aur iska illaze kaise hoga?

- Regular evening walk se.

- Then go...why you are wasting your time here?

-Well...actually I need another pair of foots, those can match my steps, you know company. Just walk se hi kaam chalega. I would be astonished as well as cured.

-Sorry, I can't come.

-You shouldn't deny someones heartiest request. Specially ek bimaar ka. Plz, just for once.

- Ok, coming, but for the last time.

Knokcing Roshni's door twice, run away & then wait for her in front of her building is my daily routine.Sound of her footsteps intoxicated me when she stayed in my apartment in her first days in this city. From then I'm in love with walking beside her.

Today, I must be ashamed & sad for caught red handed by her. In addition, I must be happy because she's coming. However, Iss dukh aur sukh ki cocktail peeke paagal, iss bechara Arjun aaj aasman ke haadh measure karne main busy hain.

-Now I'm going.

- Aane se pehle koi kais jaa sakta hain?

- Jaise shuru hone se pehle khatam hota hain.

- Love may be the best example.

-Hmm...

The steps are tuning automatically, now we've no rush to measure the limit of this sky, let the time pass slowly,we've walk for little more.

-Don't make such mistakes again.

-then we have to start it over, from the end!

- I won't come again.

-I'll repeat the mistake.

- then do it slowly, If mom'll come to know, then...mehnga pardega.

-I'll be ready.

That girl who concentrates every evening on the closed door, knows how to love. She'll always come for this evening walk, to give me company, to match my steps, to be with me. And me, I'll always love her with my happy-sad heart.

The mistakes I make in evening are way too much beautiful.

The End.

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& If anyone wants to kill me, you are most welcome.