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Ek Raat wo raiti(soil) me mastii Kar Raha tha .......
Meri neend kharab Kar Raha tha ...
Or Mera mood bhi us time kharab tha .....
Wo mujhe sata Raha tha ...
Mujhe gussa aaya or Maine lakdi(stick) uthayi or usko maar Diya ...
Wo us time chillate chillate hue to Chala gya par usne mujhe Kuch Kaha Nahi ....
Subah jab Mai utha to Woh mere Baju me hi tha ....
Jab Maine dhyan se dekha to uski ek aakh Nahi khul Rahi thi ....
Fir Maine papa se puchha ki uski ek aakh kyu Nahi khul Rahi hai.....
Papa ne mujhe Kaha ki kal Raat tune usko lakdi se mara Tha na uske aakh par lag gai hai ....
Fir mujhe khud ko pachhtawa hua ....
Ki Kash us Raat ko maine isko lakdi se Nahi mara hota .....
Or Maine jisko mara tha wo tha ek kutta(dog) .....
Mai sirf usko subah Or Raat ko ek roti deta tha ...
Or mere maarne k baad bhi usne mujhe kata tak Nahi ....
Itna wafadar bhale Kon ho Sakta hai ....
Tab se aajtak mujhe kutto se lagav hone laga ....
Yahi ek reason hai jis wajah se Mai kutto(dog) or sare janvaro(animals) se bahot pyaar karta hu.....
-Rohit C Yadav
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