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Kehte hai ki pahle mulakat ek naye safar ke shuruaat hote hai ..par mujhe is par vishvas nhi tha ..lekin jab me use mili tu mujhe is baat ka ahsas hoa ..ki log such kahte hai ki ham future me bahut se logo se milte hai par kuch log hamri zindagi ka aaham hisab ban jate hai ..vo bhi meri zindagi ka ek aaham hisab ban chuka tha ..ye us same ki baat hai jab me class eight me thi or vo class seven me tha ham yuhi achank se mile .... Useki nigao me kuch alag se baat thi..na chahte hoye bhi hame unse muhabbat ho gai ..nhi janti the ki pahle mulakat me hi mujhe jaise ladki ko pyar ho jayega..jo akser ladko se dur bhag karti thi ..bus khud me khoi rahti thi ...jab bhi use milti thi to bahut kuch kehna chahti thi par na jane kyu har bar khamosh ho jate thi..jaise bagwan ne meri kavish sun li ho ek din usne khud mujhe baat ki ..tab ahsas hoa ki vo bhi mujhe pyar karta tha na jane kyu kehne se darta tha ...sayad use baat ka dar tha jisse me dar rahi thi ..par dire dire dil ke bate juba par aane lagi or ham ek dusre ko samjhne Lage . ... jab bhi use milti thi to hamesh khush rehti thi..sare gamo ko bhul jate thi .. yad hai mujhe vo din jab usne apni Dil ki baat mujhe kahi thi ..me bahut hi kush thi par me chahker bhi apni pyar ka ijhar na kar saki .. bas hoto par khamoshi rahi ...par ek din maine bhi himmat karke usse apne dil ki baat kehdi ...par jis tarah kaha use soch kar hamesh hassi aati hai ...vo vahi khada raha or me bhag kar ghar aa gayi..par maine yeh bhi na socha ki use bhi to mujhe kuch kehna hoga..