Love is a waste of Time (hindi)- Story by- AJIT SAHOO 18 April 2015 | Page 19

Diwali pe main ghar aya tha, hum dono unke chatt ke upar the.
Main achanak se Moon ke hath ko pakad liya, aur mujhe 440v ka
jhatka laga wanha.
Wo boli, “haat kyun pakde ho?”
Maine bola, “aise hi”
Wo boli, “Agar aaj iss hath ko pakde ho, toh phir bich main kabhi ye
hath chod mat dena.”

Ek din usne kaha ke, “Ki wo mujhse Bohot pyar karti hai, Mere bina
uske jeene ka koi wajood nahi”
Aur main uss din utna khush tha, ke mere ankhon se lekar mere dil
tak banaye janha pe jaise mein udd raha tha…
October last me usse ek jagah pe job mil gayi, wo mujhe boli to
main bhi khus ho gaya, kyun ki job uska ek sapna tha aur uske khush
hone par aisa lag raha tha jaise mera koi sapna sach hogaya tha. Wo
join ki, training ke liye, aur post niklte hi job pakka tha.
December me ek exam tha kolkata me, wo boli, “tum ghar aao,
main tumhare sath jaaungi.”