Love is a waste of Time (hindi)- Story by- AJIT SAHOO 18 April 2015 | Page 14

Dhire dhire humara pyaar aur bhi gehra hota gaya. Main din me
class jata tha, bich main jab bhi waqt milta tha hum chat karte the, har
din ki padhai khatam hone ke baad hum raat ko 10 baje ke baad baat
karte he, karib 1-2 baje tak. Kehne ko meri zindagi meri thi lekin
uske siwa maine kabhi jeene ka socha bhi nahi tha. Wo mere pass nahi
thi lekin din se raat tak aisa koi waqt nahi tha jab wo mere khayal main
nahi thi.
Phir wo har waqt puchti rehti thi ke kab aaoge yanha, aaoge kab?
To main har mahine ek baar kisi bhi bahane se jaane laga usse milne,
phir dhire dhire mahina 15 din hone laga. Mere padhai se jyada
baicheni usse milne mein hoti thi. Aisa lagta tha kabhi kabhi ke bas
uske pass hi reh jaun, ek lamha bhi uske bina jaise chubhta tha.
Main jab bhi uske paas jata tha, wo mujhse apne Bf nahi balke apne
pati ki tarah pesh aati thi. Jaise ek alag sa rishta tha humare bich, iss
janha ke sare rishton se khas, kuch jyada gehra. Wo humsha mujhe
bolti thi, “tumhare liye ye banaya hun, wo banaya hun, khao.”
Pata hai jo jo chiz main apne zindegi main kabhi khana toh door,
chakha bhi nahi hun, wo sab bhi main kha leta tha, bas uske pyar ke
khatir, uski khusi ke liye toh mujhe zeher bhi manzur tha.