I too Had a love story...4
Pata hain my bhulakkar lady lost cmpletely about our first meet...
meine koshish bhi nahin ki...use yaad dilane ki... Ab to chahakar bhi dila nahin sakta...khair... I still remember that night.. I got a call...
'' hello ???'' ...i askd
''hello ...Mr.Kapoor ???
''priya ?? is that u ???
''haan Haan mein hi hun ??''
''Kahan ho tum ??? its 11 r8 nw... mein kitna pareshaan ho raha hun ... ''
'' wo Mr.Kapoor...wo mera purse kahi kho gaya hain... Aur barish bohot hain to fas gayi hu puri tarha se... Mein taxi leke aajati hun..ap plz fare de denge... mein aapko kal atm se nikal ke vapas kardungi...if u dnt have any prblem ''
'' Areey baba... tum firse shuru hogaaayiii ..rruko tum mein khud aata hun tumhe lene... ''
''nahin nahin ..mein...''
I hanged up before she could say any more...
I reached thereafter knwing the place and found priya standing under a tree covering her head with file...
I opened the window pane..and shouted priya ???????
she looked at my car and came running ...
''Tum pagaal ho ???''
''Kyun kya hua ?? ''
''Bata nahin sakti thi... that ur not having ur chatrii ?? aur wait kar rahi ho aise??"
'' arrey kuch bolne se pahele hi to aapnekatdi... fir phone kia to kahan ..Tum kahan pe ho..mein on the way hu..tab kya bolti mein to ?? ''
'' firbhi saari galti meri nahin hain ...''
after a min silence i saw my lady in a white bhigi si salwar shivering in cold...
Thanks to my Coat ...i put it out and covered her with that coat...
she looked at me with a lil smile...
Then i tuned to Radio ... Power Fm... which was playing a beautifull barsaaat wali gana...
rimjhim gire sawan...
soon we reached home... when my lady began once again with her sorries
'' shit ... m m realy sorry... mere vajasse yeh sab gila par gaya... m Realy sorry ''
I smiled and said ,,, Tum kabhi nahin badlogi...
Soon we entered our rooms..and i was on my stairs when i remembered
that usne dinner nahin kia hain.. I wnt to her with a cup of coffee...
what beauty...My gili si balo wali khubsurat si jaan aapne nind mein dubi hui... aur baju wali kursi pe ..mera wo coat...
I felt jealous of that coat..Pahele to use ek mauka mila ki duniya ki sabse khubsurat insaan ko karib se jaaane uski gale milne ki...Aur ek mauka puri raat baithke uski khubsurati ko jachne ki...
Paar meine bhi jo dekha wo shayad duniyaki sabse khubsurat cheez thi...
akhe baandh si...chotti hasi ke saath...Bhigi baalo ke saath meri zindagiki ek khubsurat sa hissa... chahata tha ki rahe jaau puri raat... Par aisa laga ki uski khubsurati jachne ke liye, ahesaas karne ke liye , mahesoos karne ke liye,,, Abhi to puri jaan baki hain...abhi to puri jaan bachi hain...