No. 0011
Never feel love
M starting se btata hu mera naam lucky h but i am the unlucky person in this wourld i born and my parents died m apne chacha k ghar rha hu starting…
Aakhri Phone Call
Papa har raat nau baje phone karte the, bina naaga. "Khaana khaya?", "gaadi sambhalkar chalana", yahi roz ki baatein hoti thin. Us raat bhi phone aaya, main meeting mein thi, maine kaat diya, socha baad mein kar loongi.
Subah bhai ka phone aaya — Papa ko raat mein heart attack aaya, aspataal le jaate-jaate raaste mein hi chale gaye. Main wo aakhri call kabhi wapas nahi kar payi. Unka aakhri message mere phone mein ab bhi hai — "beta phone kab free hoga, baat karni thi zaroori." Mujhe aaj tak nahi pata wo kya baat karna chahte the.
Ab har raat nau baje mera phone dekhne ka mann karta hai, ye jaante hue bhi ki ab koi call nahi aayega. Maine seekha hai ki "baad mein" kehne ka mauka hamesha nahi milta. Ab main kisi bhi call miss nahi karti, chahe kitni bhi zaroori meeting kyun na ho. Ye sabak mujhe mere Papa ki keemat par mila.
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