"Meri zindagi ke malik mere dil pe hath rakh de
Tere aane ki khushi me mera dam nikal na jaye.... "
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Pushpa ji was having her morning tea when she saw a police car entering the main gate, she stood up and saw santosh getting down.
Santosh's eyes welled up looking at Pushpa ji, with trembling feet she came near her and bent to touch her feet.
Pushpa ji made her stand, looked at the guilt in her eyes and the next moment engulfed her in a hug..... Santosh put her head on her shoulder and cried while pushpa ji rubbed her hands continuously on her back.
Tara..... Tara..... She shouted breaking the hug.
Jii.... Tara replied coming out when her eyes fell on santosh , she looked at her intently for few seconds.
Pushpa ji saw anger building up in her eyes and said..... Ek glass pani ka lekar aao.
Without replying Tara went inside leaving santosh with a knowing look of anger.
Kaisi ho?... Pushpa ji asked making her sit on the nearby chair.
Theek hun.... Santosh replied not meeting her eyes.
Tara came and kept the glass of water with a thud on the table, due to which few drops of water spilled from the glass and fell on the table.
Pushpa ji gave a look to Tara while without giving a chance to santosh to speak , she went inside thumping her foot on the ground, clearly indicating that she didn't wanted any conversation with santosh.
Pushpee maine jo bhi kiya.... Santosh tried saying with her fumbling words.
Bohot galat kiya...... Pushpa ji completed her sentence looking straight outside the gate.
Santosh bowed her head down and didn't uttered a word..
Rishte bohot kimti hote hain santu aur insaan ki humehsa se fitrat rahi hai ki kimti cheez agar mil jaye to use uski kadr nhi rehti, aisa nhi hai ki galtiyaan sirf tumne ki, aisa ho skata hai ki karishma bi batoon ka bura laga ho tumhe, lekin tumhari aankhon me dikh rha hai ki galtiyaan ka palda tumhare hisse ka bhaari hai
Wo kahawat to tumne suni hogi na santu ki......Baatein buri lage to sau baar kaho, haq rakho, lekin batoon ko man me hi daba insaan ko hi chor dena kanha se sahi hai?
Aisa bhi kya kar diya tha karishma ne jo tumne uss se aise duri bana li, ghanto sath rehne wale log ek dusre ka naam tak juban par lana muhaal samjhne lage, koi baat thi baat se suljhaya ja sakta tha na..... Pushpa ji said softly raising santosh's chin and she noded with tears flowing through her eyes.
Jo chor kar chale jaate hain na beta unka kuch nhi jata, jo picche reh jaatein hain unke liye ek ek pal katna saja ban jata hai, kisi se kuch kaha nhi usne lekin maine dekha use uss waqt vichlit, pareshaan, khud ko koste hue, khud pe sawal uthate hue lekin jin sawalon ka jawab tum apne sath liye phir rhi thi uska jawaab uske andar se use kaise milta..... Pushpa ji concluded, laying out all the complains in simple words.
Pushpee mai.... Mai... Santosh tried but was not able to form any words.
Mai janti hun kya chal rha hai tumhare andar par mai bas itna hi kahungi ki sabr rakho sab theek ho jayega.
Puspee karu meri shakl bhi nhi dekhna chahti..... Mai kya karun kaise manaun use.....Santosh said holding pushpa ji's hand.
Tum use janti ho na santu, jo wo khud se ruth jaye to mahino tak khud ko nhi manati phir tumne to use uss waqt chora jab use tumhari sabse jyada jarurat thi, itna aasan nhi hoga use manana....kosis hi kar sakti ho beta baki sab jo likha hoga wohi hoga.....Pushpa ji said pressing her hands.
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