Chapter 1 - DUBARA MAI YE GALTI NHI KRUNGI

Jab main 7 saal ki thi to mujhse bohot bdi glti hui thi.Aaj uss galti ko lekar log mujhe kafi jayda sunate h, manti hu ki galti hui mujhse lekin regret bhi to hota h bohot. Main jab apne colony ke dur purane wale makan ke roof pe thi,or kapde utaar rhi thi. Us samay main bohot gusse me thi kyu ki mujhe khane ko nhi mila tha, or subah se main kaam kar ke bohot thak bhi gyi thi. Mera ek dost Harsh naam ka ek ladka mere niche wale flat me rehta tha, jo ki mere makan me kiraya pe rehta tha. Tb wo bhi roof pe mere jane ke thodi der baad aaya. Or wo bohot jyada khush tha, kyuki uske papa aaye hue the. Jo ki uske liye kaafi sare chocolate, kapde or bhi kayi jarurat mand chizen laye the apne sath. Wo roof pe aakar mere hath se kapde chhin kr phekne lga. Or kehne lga ki ye sare kapde purane ho chuke h, ye keh kr mujhe gussa dila diya. Or mera hath pakad kar mere saath khelne lga, lekin mera dimag bohot jyada kharab kar diya tha. To phir main apne kapde chhor kr uska hath pakad kr use ghasitate hue roof ke sidhi se niche utarne lagi, usi samay uska hath mere hath se galti se chhut gya or wo 10 sidhiyon ke uchai pr se gir gya. Uske gurne se Charon or sannata chha gya, or uske hathon me girne ke wajah se fracture ho gya, or uska hath kv growth nhi kar paya. Main bohot jyada darr gyi thi, or mujhe bohot jyada pachataava hua. Isiliye gusse me kisi ke jeevan ke sath khelna nhi chahiye chahe samne wale ki galti kitni bhi badi ho, apne gusse ko kabu me rakh kr use maaf kr dena chahiye.