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Chapter 1 - Missing my old days

Ek din ki baat hai jb mai apne room me baith kar apna phone chala rhi thi tabhi aachank se mere mummy aa gye kamra ko saaf karne k liye maine uss time dyan nhi deya q ki mai phone me reel dekhne me busy thi ...kamre ki safai karte waqt ek pura album mila jisme hm apni puri photos ko sambhal kar rakhte hai tabhi mere nazar ek tasvir par padi jisme mai apne papa k sath unke dukan me baithi thi har jagh saman he saman rakha hua tha acahank se mahol kharb hone lga aur mai aakh band kar k uss purana din me khone lgi un dino ki yaad aane lgi ....

Mujhe wah purana din yaad aane lge ki kaise mai apne papa k shoulder par baith jati thi bina baat k muh fula leti thi aur har baar ki tarh papa mujhe manane lgte the aur mai itni jiddi thi ki jaldi manti he nhi thi

Mujhe yaad hai ki kaise papa mujhe manane k liye kuch bhi banne ko taiyar ho jate the mujhe khus karne k liye har kosis karte the .

Mujhe wah dopahar ka din aaj bhi yaad hai ki papa dukan me customers ko dekh rhe the aur mai bina baate dukan k ladder se uper jane lgi aur raste me ek mouse dekh liye jisse itni joro se chillane lgi ki sb koi dar gya aur sbse bdi baat to ye ki mere papa sbse jyada dar gye aur tej awaj me bolne lge ki kya ho gha kya ho gya ...q itna tej chillai kuch dekh liya kya tumne uss waqt mai aur mere papa k alawa koi tha q ki mere mummy khi chli gye the aur o saam ko aane wali thi jisse papa aur bhi dar gye unhe darta hua dekh mai tej tej se rone lgi .....fir kya hua papa mujhe manane lge aur mai itni aasaani se mannne walo me se nhi thi ....

Saam ko mela lga hua tha papa mujhe apne shoulder par baitha kar muje ghumane le gye jaha aache aache ballons kharide mujhe khus karne k liye jhula jhulaye khiloona kharide har ek kosis kiye tab Jake mai maan gye unko itna pyar dekh kar mai bahut khus ho jaya karti thi yhi sochti ki mere papa mere liye duniya k best father hai unko apna super hero manti hu ...

Fir papa mujhe school bhejne lge apne hath se muje baithaya karte the mere liye bahut kuch karte the utna to mere pyari mummy nhi karti jitna mere papa mujhe karte the ...

Ab mai roj school jane lgi thi mere kuch dost bane jisse hm bahut close hua karte the apne dosto se baate share karte the USS time technology ka jyada chalan nhi tha hmlog k pass smart phone nhi hua karta tha fir bhi hm ek dusre se dil se jude rahte the .

Oh dopahar ka samay jo mujhe bahut yaad aati hai jb hm befkhir hokar khela karte the... baitmenton khelne k lda karte the ... tV remote k liye ladai kiya karte the aaj bhi mujhe o din yaad hai hm sach much mila karte the ek dusre ko dekhne k liye mila karte the...

Oh lunch ka time jisme hm apne apne gharo se aacha aacha tasty tasty khana laya karte the ....khana khane k liye ladai ho jaya karti the ....aaj bhi mujhe yaad hai kaise hm ek dusre se lad kar bhi ek ho jate the ...

USS samay hme koi tension nhi rahti thi ki ye kaam karna hai chae o kaam karna hai pura din masti me kb din nikl jata tha kuch pta nhi chalta tha ...

Us din ko mai jbhi yaad karti mujhe shukkon sa mahaasus hota hai q ki aaj k jamane me na he waise dost rhe hai aur na he waisa waqt rah gya ...modern duniya me rah kar ek dusre se dil se jud nhi pa rhe hai ...internet k duniya me rahte hm ek dusre se to connect ho ja rhe lekin o khusi nhi mil pa rha jo hm kbhi bitaya karte the ....

Aachank se mere aakh khuli aur mai sapno ki duniya se modern duniya me aa gyi jo hamari reality hai aaj bhi o din yaad karti to aakh bhar aata ki kya o din tha aur aaj kya din ho gya hai jaha pass ho kar bhi pass nhi rhte ..

Technology ki duniya me rahte to sb hai lekin ek dusre se ajnabi ban kar rhte hai ... yhi bs sochte ki o din to kbhi wapas nhi aayega lekin usss sant mahol me jb maine uss tasvir ko dekha to mujhe ahsaas hua ki mujhe purane din he yaad nhi aate balki o inssan bhi yaad aaata jo unn dino mai hua karti thi 😔

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