Mera naam rahul aur ye meri kahani hain..mein ek middle class family se belong karta hu..meri umar 25 saal hain....mere papa ek normal factory me job karte hain aur maa ek teacher hain sarkari school mein aur mein berojgar gabar ghar par beitha hu....meri ek achhi hobby hain ki mujhe book padhna bahut pasand hain..mere do char nalayak dost hain jo meri tarah berojgar hain...mere papa mujhe hamesha kehte hain ki koi kaam dudhle kab tak berojgar bethega....lekin mujhe nakri karne mein koi interest nahi tha....mera sapna to business karna tha lekin ghar wale support nahi karte the bolte the ki tu kuch nahi kar sakta sirf paise hi barbaad karega aur kuch nahi ...ghar wali ko samjha samjha kar thak gaya tha lekin kya hi kar sakte hain agar wo na samjhe to...fir kuch dino baad mein ek bench par park ke side baitha tha aur ek book padh raha tha aur soch raha tha ki parents ko kese manau.....kuch der baad ek ladki aake mere pass Wale bench per bethi.....wo ladki bahut Sundar thi jese asman se utri Apsara.... Mein usse dekhta hi reh gaya..uski ankhe jese raat ke asmaan ke taare ki tarah chamakti hui....uske hoth jese kamal ki pankhudiyan fir mene dekha ki wo bhi ek book padh rahi thi fir mene socha ki usse uska naam puchu lekin himmat nahi fir mene socha puch hi leta hu fir mene usse uska naam pucha lekin...
