bua ji ke ynha nvadin ko apne aapme khoye sochte dekhi
vo, mera bachpan tha,
vnha ki pratek baten rahashy purn thi
nvadin jyada kisi se nhi bolti thi
ek udasi si us pr tari rahti
vo, jane kya sochti rahti thi
uska pahla vivah tut chuka tha
bua ji ke bete ke na rahne pr santan ki asha se use laya gya tha
fir fufa ki mritu ho gyi thi
5 sal me do mauten, ghar me durdin ka matmi saya tha
ese mahaul me mujhe bua le gyi thi
kahte h, mai1 sal 6 mah ke aspas ki thi
bua ke ghar me mere jane se kuchh halchal hone lgi
fir din apni gti se gujrne lge the
bua se unki saut ki ldai kabhi-kabhar hoti
fir sab samany ho jata
mujhe koi frk nhi padta tha, mai khel me mashgul rahti
mujhe achcha lgta tha, bua ki god me khelna
fir, nvadin ki death, mrtyu achanak grmi me ho gyi
vo, uske mayke gyi, vnhi se nhi lauti
uski mrtyu ki khabar ayi thi
bua, mujhe lekr nha gyi thi, jnha uski mrtyu huyi thi
fir, use agni ko arpit krke hm vapas aye the
mai tb chhoti thi
kintu, maine arthi pr soyi, nvadin ko dekhi thi
mujhe yad h, use lgatar dekhte, mai sahsa bhaybhit ho gyi thi
mera dhyan uske danton ki aur gya tha..
maine kisi se nhi btayi thi
fir, ghar lautne pr sab uski hi baten krte rahe the
vo, ghar ki samne ki chhapri, dahal me akele baithi rahti thi
ane jane walon ko niharti, apne me gumsum
sbko pta chal gya tha, ki chhoti savjin nhi rahi
fufa sav ji kahlate the, so unki ptni ko isi nam se jana jata tha
ye ek, lok rit thi, boliyon ke deshaj swarup
mujhe us vqt ka samay yad ata h
meri yadon ke sangrhalay se
nvadin ko ye bhavbhina smarn
vo, mera bachpan tha,
vnha ki pratek baten rahashy purn thi
nvadin jyada kisi se nhi bolti thi
ek udasi si us pr tari rahti
vo, jane kya sochti rahti thi
uska pahla vivah tut chuka tha
bua ji ke bete ke na rahne pr santan ki asha se use laya gya tha
fir fufa ki mritu ho gyi thi
5 sal me do mauten, ghar me durdin ka matmi saya tha
ese mahaul me mujhe bua le gyi thi
kahte h, mai1 sal 6 mah ke aspas ki thi
bua ke ghar me mere jane se kuchh halchal hone lgi
fir din apni gti se gujrne lge the
bua se unki saut ki ldai kabhi-kabhar hoti
fir sab samany ho jata
mujhe koi frk nhi padta tha, mai khel me mashgul rahti
mujhe achcha lgta tha, bua ki god me khelna
fir, nvadin ki death, mrtyu achanak grmi me ho gyi
vo, uske mayke gyi, vnhi se nhi lauti
uski mrtyu ki khabar ayi thi
bua, mujhe lekr nha gyi thi, jnha uski mrtyu huyi thi
fir, use agni ko arpit krke hm vapas aye the
mai tb chhoti thi
kintu, maine arthi pr soyi, nvadin ko dekhi thi
mujhe yad h, use lgatar dekhte, mai sahsa bhaybhit ho gyi thi
mera dhyan uske danton ki aur gya tha..
maine kisi se nhi btayi thi
fir, ghar lautne pr sab uski hi baten krte rahe the
vo, ghar ki samne ki chhapri, dahal me akele baithi rahti thi
ane jane walon ko niharti, apne me gumsum
sbko pta chal gya tha, ki chhoti savjin nhi rahi
fufa sav ji kahlate the, so unki ptni ko isi nam se jana jata tha
ye ek, lok rit thi, boliyon ke deshaj swarup
mujhe us vqt ka samay yad ata h
meri yadon ke sangrhalay se
nvadin ko ye bhavbhina smarn
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