meine abbu ko dekhte dekhte woh bread le liya.
akran ko shayad yeh kya ho raha tha,
uska kuch pata bhi nahi chal raha tha,
aur yaha hawas ka ek toofan chal raha tha.
meine us bread ko khaya,
aur jaha thoda GILA tha,
woh jagah ko chat liya.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ...
kya tasty hai yeh khatta mitha khara swad.
iska to har roz baar baar luft uthana chahiye.
phir meine chai pi li,
pata nahi ghar me sanaata tha,
kyu ? pata nahi.
koi kuch nahi bol raha tha.
akran waise bhi kuch bolta nahi.
aur hum dono bahot kuch bol rahe the,
apne aap se, ek doosre se,
par shayad yeh jo bhi ho raha tha uski
koi jaban nahi hai,
yeh baate to nazaro se ki jaati hai.
aag dono tarf barabar lagi thi,
aur mere me to double lagi thi,
to kya muje sab kuch double chahiye kya ?
yeh sochke hi mein sharma gayi.
kaisi pagal hu mein.
ha, do chahiye,
par meine to abhi ek se shuruat bhi nahi ki hai.