Raat Ke 12:00 Baj rahe the railway station per Log kam tha per Yaadein bhaari . Main Bench par Baitha Apne diary pakde hue tha.Aaj Fir Ek poem likhi thi .
Shayad Kisi Ke Liye ...
Shayad khud ke liye .
Tabhi uski Awaaz aayi . excuse me Kya Main Yahan baith sakti hoon ?
Maine sar uthaya. vah ladki Thi Jiske Chehre per Muskan thi per Aankhon Mein thakaan. FIR vah mere pass Baithi .Mera Dil Ke Dhadkan Tej Hone Lagi. Hawa Bahne Lagi FIR Mujhse baat karne Lagi. vah Baithi Rahi aur Main uski Taraf Dekhti Rahi .Mera Najar sirf uski uper tha. uska baat karne ka tarika Mujhe bahut pasand Aaya. us Raat sirf 5 minute baat hui . Aur maine usse ek poem Suna Di .usne poem ko Padha aur Kaha bahut acche likhate ho tum. FIR poochha writer ho kya . FIR main Muskura Kar Kaha Kabhi kabhi likhta Hu .FIR vah ladki Uthi aur Muskura Kar Kaha kal FIR milenge. per kal vah Kabhi Nahin Aaye .