Woh khamoshi jo bolti thi...
Raat Ka Waqt tha Shehar so chuka tha Lekin Ananya ke Aankhon Mein Nind hi nahi thi Uske Hathon Mein purani diary thi Jiske Har page per ek hi naam likha tha aarav...
Log kehte the ki waqt sab bhula deta hai
Ananya Halki Si muskurayi
Per Kuchh log yaadein Bankar Nahi
Aadat ban kar rah Jaate Hain
Aarav...
Jo uski Jindagi Mein Achanak aaya tha
Aur Bina Kuchh Kahe Chala Gaya
College ke din Yad Aaye
Library ke Kone Mein baith kar padhna
Aur aarav ka bina dekhe bhi uski coffe
Pasand jaan lena
Woh kabhi i love you "nahi bola
Par jab bhi anaya chup hoti
Woh uski khamoshi samjh leta tha
Ek din bas itna bola tha usne . ....
Agar mein na rahun toh khud se
Door mat jaana.....
Aur phir woh chala gaya....
Aaj 3 saal bad
Anaya ke phone par ek unknown message aaya
Tumhari khamoshi ab bhi waisi hi hai?
Dil zor se dhadak utha
Number wahi tha
Aarav wapas aa chuka tha . ....
Par sawal ye tha __
kya kuch log wapas aane ke liye nahi
Sirf adhoori kahani poori krne ke liye laute hain??