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Aaj jab main apne gahr mein tehal raha tha, akash mein lalima
thi subah ka waqt tha, subah ki thandi thandi hawa khidki ko paar kar khidki pe
lage un foolon se takrate huye mere paas aa rahin thin. Mere dimag mein kuch line aa gai socha unhe kisi kagaj ke
tukde par likh dun. Jab maine apna aalmari khola to wahan paya ki koi panna
khali nahi mila, har panne pe kuch na kuch likha tha. Aur jhat se maine apna
smart phone nikala bina kuch aage piche soche samjhe saari baatein jo abhi kuch
der pehle mere dimag mein aai thin, likh dala.
Haan kafi hadd tak thik hai lekin wo
bhaw, wo tone,wo gesture nahi aa raha tha jo ki ek panne mein likhne se aata.
Kabhi kabhi to mai sochta hoon ham aage to badhte ja rahe hain, modern,
aadhunik wagera hote, bante to ja rahe hain. Lekin masti, pyaar, dulaar ye sab
pata nahi kahan khote ja raha hai. Maa ke haath ki roti ka swaad, pyaar, mithas
kya ye machine wali roti kabhi de payegi??
-devesh
