Love is a waste of Time (hindi)- Story by- AJIT SAHOO 18 April 2015 | Page 29

Main usse puchta tha to wo bolti thi ki, “10 am to 2 pm office jati
hun, 4pm to 6pm tuition phir sham ko khana bhi banana padta hai,
phir raat ko to sms karti hun”
Ye jawab kanhi se bhi sahi nahi tha toh Maine bola, “pehle bhi to
wahi office, ghar ka kaam, sab kuch wahi tha, phir bhi hum log 24
ghante sms pe baat karte the, phir aaj sab kuch kyun badal gaya.”
Waqt jaise badal ne laga tha, itne sare sawal the mere andar jinka
koi jawab nahi tha. Itne sare uljhan ke bich wo sari khushiyon ke
yaadein jaise dhhere dheere ojhal ho rahi thi. Agar Ek insaan kabhi
badalta nahi tha aur achanak se halat aur waqt ke sath uska rawaiya
badalne laga hai, to yun samajh lo ki baat tumhari haat se nikal rahi
hai, wo mujhse door ja rahi thi, aur main kuch nahi kar pa raha tha.
Agar do insaan ek hi raashtey pe sath chal rehe ho, aur unme se koi
ek achanak se apna rashta mod le, to us insaan ko phir se apne pass
lana almost namumklin hota hai.
Aise hi baaton baaton me humare bich jhagda badhne laga. Ek
din ki baat he, main apna coaching band kar ke uske ghar gaya. Wo
bhi us din office nahi gayi thi. Mujhe uski phone ki pa