Waqt ke saath aage badhte badhte hum bade ho jaate hai,phir apni zimmedariyo ke is duniyadaari ke mayajaal mei kuch fas se jate hai..
Ek muskaan ki bhi ab badi si keemat hoti hai,ek ek ansu ke piche ek gehri haqiqat hoti hai....
Ankhon se jhalakti thi pehle dil ki khushi...ab to muskilo se aati hai ek dikhawe ki hasi...
Aaj yuhi baithe baithe ek khyaal kuch aise aya,kuch bhuli si meethi si yaad thi,jiska peeche cchutt gaya tha saya..
Umar ki is padaav par jab bachpan tha kuch yun gawaya,ki ab sochti hu is roz k i zindagi maine sukoon tha akhiri baar kab paya...
Baat yun to hai bauhat choti si ki jab school ke dino mei akhiri pariksha ke bad jo chuttiyon ki khushi thi ab to wo bas ek puraani baat ho gai hai,ek bhuli si ,meethi si yaad ho gai hai
sacchi khushi to tab hi milti thi ab to bas aage ki zindagi ki tayari mei din dhal jata hai,
Na akhiri pariksha khatam hone ki khushi na wo chuttiyon ka maza aata hai ...
Sach kitni ajeeb si hai ye baat jo ab ban chuki hai bas ek dhundli si yaad...
Kyuki,
yeh un dinon ki baat hai❤
