Samrat took a deep breath when his father called him.He ignored but after two to three voices he opened his eyes
He screamed"coming pops"
He slided the chair to sit but an old man took place on the chair
"Pops"samrat said getting irritated
"Ye kya angrezon ki tarah pops pops krta rhta hai"the person said hitting his legs
Samrat:tou kya bulaun "mr inder Shergill"
Inder: kuchh bhi bula lekin pops mat bula pope matlab hota kya hai padri Church ka padri
Samrat:tou mai apko moulana ya pandit jee bulaun
Inder:ek marunga chup chap muje baap ka naam de
Samrat: okay inder baap
Inder:aisey bulayega
Samrat:okay daddy theek hai
Inder:better
Samrat:okay ab sone jata hoon
Inder:phle khana Tou kha le
Samrat:naah naah khana ab tak nhi bana
Inder:achha tab tak chal na humdono kuchh baat krte hain
Samrat(sighed):okay continue
Inder:mai continue... okay tou tera kaam ko leke kya irada hai matlab career
Samrat(started thinking):music,concert-national and international
Inder:OOO..oo.. .bhaisahab aap galat line pe hain mai business ki baat kar rha tha ki tu business ko kab sambhal rha hai
Samrat:sorry m not interested in famiily business
Inder:tou hath pair gala ke tuje itna padhaya kyun hai
Samrat:Maine bola tha padhane ko,apne bola ki beta ye school hai ye teacher hai Jake padh Maine padh liya
Inder:Haan aur jaise ki tu school padhai krne jata tha
Samrat:thoda tou padta tha na haan ladkiyan aur sports muje distract krte the tou usme meri galti kya thi
Inder:Haan haan teri tou koi galti hi nhi
Samrat: saari galti apki hi hai muje aisa school bhej diya jahan ladkiyon ke skirt ghutno ke upar rhte the wrna kisi ki mazaal ki koi mera dhyan bhang kre
Inder:Haan haan tu Tou thehra vishwamitra aur unn ladkiyon ko rijhane ke liye tune mere se guitar liya haina aur usiko tu apni hobby banakar din raat tuntuntun krta rhta hai aur maze ki baat ye hai ki tu usey apna career bana rha
Sameat:tou music mei kya kharabi hai
Inder:music mei koi kharabi nhi hai lekin uss field mei tu age ja nhi payega baat ye hai tu seekhna chahega lekin log tuje neeche gira denge.Uss field mei bhut politics hai , mudslinging hai tune tou kayi baar suna hai na ki iss singer se iss musician se kayi project cheen gaye
Samrat:ohh god I told u that I will not work for any project I will perform in concert,do stage shows,I want people ask me to make appearance
Inder:lekin hui tou wo ek baat na aur concert mei v politics hoti hai
Samrat:dad...pls not again I m sorry mom.... pls aap mera khana mere kamre mei bhijwa dena coz I don't want to waste my energy in squabbling over someone
"This is not squabble,this is a discussion"inder said getting stringent
"By.. ."samrat said dozing off to his room
He was feeling restless.He was feeling sombered after making his father dreary.He was tired of discussing the same topic with his father everyday.He considered that parents always have good intention for their children's future but he was a person who do not wanted to be tied in shackles.He wanted to be independent,take his responsibilities alone.All these things he adapted from his father as he saw his father struggle without any support.He wanted to make his identity like his father.He knew that inder will not leave him alone.So he took a flat on rent near his house.But somehow inder brought him back by alluring him by homemade food everyday.
He chucked himself on the bed and started reading a novel
He knew that reading novels cld make him foget everything
He flipped the pages of the book and got a chit and some thing was written on it.He started reading the lines
Kya hai zindagi?
Har roz utar chadhav yahi hai zindagi
Ubar khabar,kachi-pakki sadak par
Chalna hai zindagi
Peeche mudke achhi,buri yaadon ko yaad krna hai zindagi
Kisiki khatti,meethi,teekhi baaton ko yaad kar ankhen jab nam hoti hai
Wo hai zindagi
Seer age kar Sambhalke chalna wo hai zindagi
"Wow what a beautiful lines.Padhte hi saari tension khatm ho gyi "samrat said under his breath
Meanwhile Gunjan was searching for something.She was flipping the pages of the book
"Kahan gyi Kahan gyi wo kaagaz"she said keeping a diary on the table.
"Kahin kal store mei hi Tou nhi chhor diya kisi book mei oh god ab tou aise hi time paas krna padega.
Chalo padhti hoon thora lekin physics tou samaj ke bahar hai upar se online classes"she yapped
"Online classes mehenge tou nhi hai lekin online bank account tou nhi hai through which I cld subscribe papa ne 500rupees diye hain but uska koi use nhi"she continued
"Ye book tou Benji ki hai par Benji itna serious life mei Tou nhi ho skta aur usey tou ek poem ka line v nhi likna ata so obviously wo tou nhi lik skta upar se book v nyi hai"samrat said to himself.Just then he noticed a card in the book
"Bhushan book centre"...ye Bhushan surname aajkal mere agey peeche kyun bhatak rha hai"he said looking at the card
He made call to Benji and informed him to be at CCD in the morning.
"Haan Benji ye teri book mere paas hai"samrat said
Benji:tune kal hi mujse book liya tha aur aaj khatm v kar liya
Samrrat:Haan wo book kuchh khaas nhi thi I became bored
Benji:bored kal hi tune mujse wo book mangwayi thi pata hai maine wo kahan se laya tha
Samrat:haan Bhushan book centre
Benji:jaan gya ab de v ana
Samrat:wo teri kuch cheez thi isme isliye tuje lautana chah rha tha
Benji:dekh bhane mat bana meri koi cheez nhi thi usme maine book kharidi aur tuje lake de di.Bas itna kiya sirf
Samrat:theek hai ab tuje kuchh nhi bolunga happy lekin kal tym se pahunch jana candy ne bulaya hai
Benji:tou candy teri hai meri kya jrurat
Samrat:candy ne tumhe v bulaya hai
Benji:tab tou ana tou padega hi afterall usey humesha ek ke sath ek free Jo chahiye hota hai
Samrat:Benji candy ko leke koi mazak nhi
Benji:okay sir
Samrat:achha mai jata hoon khana khane kal milte hain
In d night,
Somebody holded inder's hand.inder turned around and found his supporting wife ila.
Ila:samrat ke bare mei soch rhe wo Maine tumdono ki baat suni
Inder:suni na aur tumhe realise hua na ki mai sahi hoon.
Ila:aur samrat galat v nhi hai
Inder:kaise chhor dun mai akele usey kahin wo gir gya tou chot usey hi lagegi usne socha ki ek baar wo aasmaan mei udne lagega tou usey koi rok nhi skta jbki...
Ila:tou udne do na kab tak hath pakad ke chaloge uska.Chalega akela,udega girega tou life ka experience usey hoga.He want to explore this life.So let him explore and enjoy usne tumhare kehne pe graduation kiya na tou ab usey Jo krna hai krne do
Inder:Haan lekin business...kaun..okay lekin uska kharcha music school mei fees bhut mehenga hoga
Ila:don't worry humdono haina aur phir jyada hui tou samrat ko bol denge khud chukane ke liye.akhir usey hi khud independent bnna hai na
Inder:tumhe dar nhi lgta samrat ke bare mei sochkar
Ila:bilkul nhi aur thode hi samrat school mei hai jo darungi ab tou wo gabru Punjabi hai
Inder:tumhe sach mei dar nhi lgta
Ila:dar kyun lagega mai mrs Shergill hoon sher ko gilne wali
"Wo book kiske paas hogi.Jiske v paas hogi lekin uss book mei maine apna dard bayaan kiya hai jo kisike sath bantna nhi chahti mai.Uss kagaz pe Maine apne dil ki sabhi batein likhi hai jo kisi se main kehna nhi chahti.God pls wo book kal muje store mei hi mile,I mean store mei hi ho"Gunjan said looking at noon
"These sentences r magic beautiful use of words,har lafz mei kitni gehrayi hai kisne likhi hogi ye lines.Jo v ho usey tou milna bnta hai"samrat said glancing at the paper again and again
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