Love is a waste of Time (hindi)- Story by- AJIT SAHOO 18 April 2015 | Page 39

ki wo shirt uss ladke ne pasand kiya tha. Ye sab cheeze mujhe jaise
pagal bana rahe the, itna jyada badlav jaise main jhel nahi pa raha tha.
Mere birthday ke din bhi wo pareshan lag rehi thi aur achanak apne
ghar chali gayi. Maine usse pucha bhi nahi kyun? Kisliye?
Mere liye itna khas din tha par pura din bhar mere liye thoda sa bhi
waqt nahi tha uske paas, sham ko hum log hotel gaye the, wahan bhi
wo chup chap thi. Jaise wo khush nahi thi. Harshal jaise ek ronak hota
tha uske chehre pe wo nahi tha bilkul bhi uss din.
Maine pucha, “kya hua”
Par wo boli “Kuch bhi nahi”.
Maine bola, “OK chodo, mere birthday pe main kuch jyada nahi bolna
chahta, ye din aaya he jisme main tumhe khone wala hun.”
Wo kuch nahi boli.
Aise hi mera birthday bhi ab tak ke sabse kharab birthday ban
gaya, mujhe pata tha ke mera love story khatam hone wali thi aur
main apna pyar ko humesha ke liye khone wala hun. Kyun ki badlav
kuch iss kadar tha janha se bapas lautna Moon ke liye namumkin tha.
Kal tak jin chizon ke liye main Moon ke sath rehta tha, aaj wo ladka
tha meri jagah unn sab hisson main. Roz roz ek ahista ahista ek