Love is a waste of Time (hindi)- Story by- AJIT SAHOO 18 April 2015 | Page 38

tum woh nahi karte, ek tarah se jo pehle tha wo jaise khatam ho
chukka tha. Main usse pehchan nahi pa raha tha ki ye wahi ladki hai
jo kabhi mujhse beinteha mohabbat karti thi. Kya ye wahi hai?
Maine kaha, “ok, kaun acha he aur kaun bura he, kaun kiske saath
kya kar raha hai yeh baat aaj nahi to kal pata chal hi jayega. Mujhe
pata he tumhare zindagi main mera ab koi ehmiyat nahi bacha, shayad
tumhara pyar khatam ho chukka hai mere liye…” andar hi andar jaise
ro raha tha main uss waqt.
Wo thodi chidd gayi aur boli, “ohooo, no. we are just friend…”
Maine bola, “haan, office staff se dosti, aur dosti se pyar hone me
kitna waqt lagta hai. Aaj mere paas naukari nahi he isiliye aise kar rehi
ho, par ek din jaroor iss baat ko soch ke pachtaogi, ki uss job se jyada
kimti zindagi ki khushiyaan hoti hai, wo rishtey hote hain aur unke
sache maine hote hain, jo humare sath rehke humare hone ka ehsaas
dilate hain, uss din sochogi ke mere sath tumne kya kiya”
Kuch din baad mera Janamdin tha, raat ke 12 baje maine wait kiya
tha, par uski koi phone nahi aayi. Subah moon ki phone aayi par
maine receive nahi kiya, phir wo humare ghar aa ke pahunchi.
Mere liye ek shirt gift layi thi, uss shirt ko dekh ke main thoda khus
hua tha ke nahi phir se jaise mari khusi mujhse chin gaya, jab wo boli