Ye kahani hai ek ladki ki jise m har shaam apne ghar se college jate waqt raste se gujarta hua dekhta tha ,
Ek ladki h bhut pagal si par dil ki bhut saaf hai jab bhi m use dekhta hu na , vo man hi man kuch gun guna rahi hoti hai , kse koi baat arson se man me chupaye baithi ho , ese hi kisi roj gujarte gujarte kisi roj mne usse pucha m jab har shaam yaha se gujarta hu or tumhe dekhta hu, tum man hi man kuch gun guna nahi hoti ho , to ladki ne kha , kuch log the meri zindagi me jinhe maine apna mana tha , par vo bhi waqt aane par apne rang dikha gaye , kuch baatein jo ankahi reh jati hai na , m khud se kehne lagti hu , har roj , har shaam , ese hi yahi kisi kone me baith kar smjhati hu khud ko , ki shayd meri hi koi galti rahi hogi jo sab aakar chle jate hai zindagi me , do pal ki khushiyan or zindagi bhar ka gum , do sukoon k pal or puri zindagi ki bechaini , kuch to kami hogi shayd , jo baat m hans kr taal deti thi pehle , ab aansuon ya khamoshi k sahare niklti hai , jo khushi chehre pe hoti thi choti choti baaton se ab dhire dhire vo chubhan me tabdeel ho rahi hai ...
