this story is all about love ,pain ,emotion,
whatever a human being can feel..
a journey of Raj nd Ananya ...how their destiny are totally different nd how their paths r completely unknown for them ....
"JUST READ ND FEEL THE MAGIC OF WORDS"
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"padha joki abhi abhi "ananya" ne just send
hi kiya tha...
TIME :11:37 am
finally ananya ka bhi class over ho gya tha aur wo bhi aa chukii thii
"Oooo tanvi tu aa gyii ghr pe sbb kaise h"-said ananya
"ghr pe sbb theek hain maa ne tumhaare liye kuch bheja h anu"-tanvi replied
"kya"---
"tum khud hi dekh lo"----said tanvi
Ananya jaise hi dekhne jaa rhi thi ki tanvi ki maa ne kya bheja h uske liye .....
Ananya ka phone ring kiya..
"ooo its raj"
ananya picked up the phone
"hiii raj "
"hello ananya"
"thnaks yrr tumhaari wajah se aaj ki class nhi miss hui meri"
"wlc dear, waise kya ye aapki classes miss na ho aisa mujhe daily krna hoga" -said raj in a beautiful voice
"btw r u free kya hum baat kren"
"yeah why not"-said ananya
"so what's your native place ananya?"-asked raj(raj ne bhtt socha ki kya baat kroon but jb kuch smjh nhi aaya thn he asked a random ques)
" my hometown is a small city called udaipur"-said ananya
"city of lakes na "-said raj (in a confirming manner)
"yeahh,
"Mom and dad live there. I stay in a rented flat with ONE other roommate, and visit our parents on alternate weekends. aur tumhen ye saayd pata bhi hoga ki main yahan NIFT ki preparation kr rhi hu just 5 months passed nd 6 months abhi aur h exam ko" --said Ananya
"hmm 6 months bahutt h abhii" - said raj
"so what's about u" -said ananya
"yeah my hometown is chandni chowk in a delhi. nd my father is a manager in a oriental bank " --said raj
We talked for nearly an hour.
I could feel my cellphone burning my ear, and the cell's battery was on its last end.
And even though I wanted to keep talking to her, I had to say, 'Listen! My battery isgoing to give up soon.
But I hope we will talk later.'
'Your battery?' she said, laughing.
'I mean, my mobile's.' I started laughing too.
'Just kidding. But I believe we'll talk again.'
Then she added, suddenly, "But before you hang up,you have to say one good quote.'One good thing?ye kuch sochne ke liye humen soch deta hai."
"ohhkk im just reminding a good thing from collections of bad things" - i said
"ohhk listen,..
"Only once in my life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around.
You tell them things that you've never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more.
You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true,
goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.
When something wonderful happens, you can't wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. ....finally
yah khkr maine ek lambi saans lii... And she burst into a big laugh. mujhe nhi pata tha ki wo kyu has rhi h. but wo has rhi thi so maine bhi choti si apni smile add kr diii..
"It was really nice talking to you,Ananya"
"Same here. I liked talking to you very much. See you."
"ohkk byeee"
"waise byee ke alaava you should say 'see you'. It's nicer. It means we'll interact again ...' she said aur uska ye suggestion khin na khin bhtt kuch badal chuka tha mere andrr.
ananya ke baat krne ke andaaz ne mere dil me kuch acche se mark chodd diye..
i cant forget this long nd second phone talk........
That night, lying on my bed,
I went over the conversation again and again.
And I wondered: Could Ihave been more humorous, just to impress her further?
Or was the call just perfect, the way it shouldhave been?
And was she thinking about the conversation too, at that very moment, sitting somewherein her room.
mera mnn baar baar phir se call krne ko ho rha tha but
main cheezon ko shuru hone se phle nhi end krna chaahta tha.
Alone in my room,
I was smiling, talking to nobody and there was this different sort of feeling within me.
Now maine apni diary ko open kiya aur hr baar ki tarah kuch nye lamhen Aur jajbaat ko bss unn panno Me piro dena chaahta tha.. ...i started writing
#51 unkahe se jajbaat " Kbhi tere jajbaaton ko hum bhi samjhenge Kbhi teri choti si us kitaab ko hum hum bhi padhenge jahan tumne ye choti choti hasi kuch panno me chupaayi h na...
Kuch khawab bhi jo logon se chupa ke rakha h.. Aur Un aansuon ke panno pr bhi ek najar daalenge.. jo tum har hr baar mujhse chupa ke padhti ho..
Ha us panne ko bhi kahan najar andaaz kr poounga jo tumne mod ke rakha h abhi bhi. jo kbhi kbhi kisi ke paas se gujar jaane se thoda khul sa jaata h.. bs rh jaate h usme bs kuch rookhe gulaab ke patte aur kuch roothe se shbd
aur kuch adhhoore se khawaab Phir bhi main likhna chaahta hu bs apne kuch shbd us kitaab me jo un aansuon ,kuch mude hue panno ko hasi aur sukoon ke paano se bhar den"
The next day, I waited for her call.
Though we'd not decided that she was supposed to call me, still I had this gut-feeling that she would...
but.........................................
Hiii guys, I think part 5 will give u some Heart touching experience..
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