No. 0010
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…
No. 0009
Chhooti Hui Train
Station par wo mera intezaar kar raha tha, haath mein do ticket liye — ek uska, ek mera. Humne plan banaya tha saath bhagne ka, ek aise shehar mein jahan koi humein na jaane, na roke. Par aakhri pal mein mere…
No. 0008
Woh Purani Diary
Saat saal ke rishte ke baad jab hum alag hue, to sabse mushkil kaam tha uski cheezon ko sametna. Ek purana dibba mila, jisme hamari har taareekh ki ticket, har janamdin ka card, ek poori diary jisme maine uske…
No. 0007
Maa Ki Khushboo
Maa ke jaane ke baad sabse ajeeb baat ye thi ki duniya waise hi chalti rahi. Doodh wala roz aata raha, bijli ka bill aata raha, bas maa ki aawaz ghar se gayab ho gayi. Wo cancer se joojhi, do saal, bahut…
No. 0006
Doosra Naam
Chaar saal ki shaadi, aur mujhe lagta tha hum ek-dusre ko hatheli ki lakeeron jaisa jaante hain. Phir ek raat uska phone table par baja, aur ek notification dikha — kisi aur aurat ka naam, dil wali emoji ke…
No. 0005
Ghar Ki Deewar
Uska naam Armaan tha, aur sirf itna gunaah tha ki wo doosri jaati se tha. Teen saal humne chupke-chupke rishta nibhaya, is ummeed mein ki waqt ke saath gharwale maan jaayenge. Jab maine aakhirkaar maa ko…
No. 0004
Us Chhat Ki Sham
Hum kabhi "saath" nahi the, phir bhi sab kuch the. Chhat par baithkar ghanton baatein karna, ek-dusre ki har baat yaad rakhna, bina kahe samajh jaana — hamare beech bas wo teen shabd nahi kahe gaye the. Us…
No. 0003
Woh Aakhri Subah
Wo subah kisi aur subah jaisi hi thi. Chai ki do pyaaliyan, akhbaar ka batwara, aur uska wo roz ka mazaak ki main chai mein cheeni zyada daalti hoon. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki yahi aakhri subah hai. Shaam ko…
No. 0002
800 Kilometer
Hum dono ke beech sirf ek screen thi, aur 800 kilometer ki doori. Roz raat das baje call aata, aur hum baatein karte-karte so jaate, phone takiye ke paas rakha rehta, jaise wo sach mein wahin leta ho. Maine…
No. 0001
Pehla Khat
Mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai, gyarahvi class ki wo aakhri bench, jahan hum dono baitha karte the. Wo mujhe notes nahi, kahaniyan likhkar deta tha — chhote-chhote kaagaz ke tukdon par, jinhe main kitaab ki jild ke…