Baba usse kholte hai...padhte hai...baba padhkar thede pareshan ho jaate hai...toh Tara poochti hai...
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Tara: kya hai yeh baba????
Baba: woh court se notice aaya hai...Mj ke parole khatam hone mein ab thoda hi waqt baaki hai...
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Yeh sunkar taara ki saans atak jaati hai...jaane kyun usse bura lagta hai...uski aankhon se aansu aa jate hai...par woh sambhalti hai...
Baba tara ki aankh mein aansun dekh kehte hai...
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Baba: beta tum fikr mat karo...hum iss baare mein pata karte hai...
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Tara: haan...baba...(ek dam softly)
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Baba ke jaane ke baad tara soch mein padh jaati hai...aansun pochte hue kehti hai...
Mushkil waqt mein zindagi ko na sambhala toh kya kiya...
Kyunki woh ab jaanti hai...Mj qaatil nahi hai...
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Tara apne wardrobe mein kapde rakhte hue chupke roti hai ...kyunki ab Mj chala jaayega...jisse ab woh baat kiye bina...usse dekhe bina...usse ladhe bina...usse baar baar pyaar bhari nazron se dekhe bina...biwi jaise haq jataaye bina reh nahi sakti...
Itne mein room mein Mj enter karta hai...usse kuch aawaz sunai deti hai...
Tara jaldi se aansun poch leti hai...Mj ki aahat sun kar...
Par jab tak Mj ko pata chal jaata hai ki tara ro rahi hai...woh wardrobe ke yahan aata hai toh tara wahan se nikal kar bed ki taraf aa jaati hai...taaki usse ignore kare...Mj wahi wardrobe ke paas khada rehta hai...tara mj ki taraf back karke khadi hoti hai...taaki usse pata na chale...
Par Mj puch leta hai...
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Mj: kya hua????
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Tara : kuch nahi...
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Mj: kuch toh hua hai...
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Tara: kya tum mere 2 sawaalon ka jawaab de sakte ho?????
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Mj: kya??????
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Tara: de sakte ho?????
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Kuch sochkar phir dheeme lehje mein...
Mj: bolo...
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Tara: pehla sawaal...Radha se tumhara kya rishta tha????ab iss baar SACH kehna...mere liye yeh janna bht zaroori hai...
Mj soch mein pad jata hai...
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Tara: kya hua jawab nai diya tumne...
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Mj: par yeh jankar tum kya karogi...
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Tara : mujhe jawab chahiye...
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Mj : thik hai...Radha meri dost thi...
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Tara: dost?????kya tum sach keh rahe ho...
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Mj: woh meri bachpan ki dost thi...bht gehri dosti thi hummmari...
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Yeh kehkar mj dukhi ho jaata hai...aur aage kuch nahi kehta...
Tara dil hi dil mein khush ho jaati hai ...
Mj sochta hi rehtaa hai ki tara kehti hai...
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Tara: tum mujhe maarna chahte the toh har baar bachte kyun the?????
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Mj : iska jawaab mere paas nahi...
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Tara: jawab mere paas hai...
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Maarne waale se bada bachane waala hota hai...tum toh mujhe maarna bhi chahte the...par har baar mujhe bachaya bhi tumhine hai...toh bade toh tum hi hue na...bachaane waala...
fakhr se yeh baat kehte hue tara turn leti hai aur kehti hai...Jo ki tum ho...bachanewale...
Tara: ab toh main yeh bhi jaanti hun...tum mujrim nai ho...woh qatal tumne nahi kiya hai...
Mj ekdum shock ho jaata hai aur kehta hai...
Mj: tumse kisne kaha!!!!!!!!
Tara: mere DIL ne...aur nazrein jhuka leti hai...
Tara ki iss baat Mj sirf usse pyaar bhari nazron se dekhne ke alaawa kuch nahi kar sakta...
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This is my first attempt in writing such things...
I hope u ppl like it...
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