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 Today's story  15-04-2024 शाम का धुंधलका है, या उदास ममता है । भूली बिसरी यादों से फूटती हुई दुआ देखूँ। "सरला.... चलो, जल्दी से तैयार हो जाओ"। माँजी बाहर से कहे जा रही थी। पर मेरा मन बिल्कुल भी नहीं था ।इसीलिए मैं सुना अनसुना कर रही थी। अनमनी और अनियंत्रित भावनाओं को रोकने के लिए अपने आप से काफी जद्दोजहद करनी पड़ती है। बावजूद इसके वे थमती नहीं। सरला एक सुलझी और समझदार लड़की थी। उस पर उसकी खूबसूरती और सादगी से भरी बातें किसी का भी दिल जीत लेती थी। हर कोई उससे बात करना चाहता था ।फिर भी आज वो खुद से रूठी हुई थी।...." मैं क्यों रुठी हूँ अपने आप से"? यह सवाल वह कई बार अपने आप से कर चुकी थी। पर जवाब में बस छलकते हुए आँसू और खामोशी। मुझे याद आया जब पिछली बार मैं प्रतिभा की गोद भराई के फंक्शन में गयी थी,तब कितने चाव से तैयार होकर और आगे बढ़ बढ़ कर काम कर रही थी ।तभी मेरे पाँव में मानो ब्रेक सा आ गया जब मैंने किसी को यह कहते हुए सुना कि ...."पाँच साल होने को आए शादी को। अभी तक गोद खाली है"। सुनकर मुझे बेहद खराब लगा ।पर मैंने जाहिर नहीं होने दिया ।मैं उसी

As soon as the train's compartment opened, a familiar fragrance attracted Saurav's attention. The one who entered the compartment had his back. She was busy keeping stuff. Saurav was trying to see her after getting lost in that fragrance, that's why she turned.... Oh my guess was right.... Thinking Saurav threw a smile at her, but she kept setting her stuff up. Although the stuff wasn't much, but perhaps it still today.... Same attitude ... The same attitude... Saurav Mann bubbled his mind and got up from his place and set his luggage. He said thank you with eyes. ... The same magic even today... Just as much intoxication. He was dead on these eyes. Now she was sitting one The silence is between the two It was a flow. Both were face to face after 20 years today. When separated, never thought that we would ever meet like this. He put his head on the window. I closed my eyes but the window of memories was opened in my mind..... The bed... The bed... ... What is this ? Why

The happiness that was found in Madhu's life was snatched. Now she is sad. The glow of the face is missing. She is neither laughing nor smiling. The mountain of sadness is broken. Vermilion will never be able to apply now. New new saree no longer want to wear. Expensive expensive, no longer have to buy lipstick. The nobat to go to the makeup shop will not be there anymore. Why would it go now. Newly married, was happy. Had to crave a baby. There will be joy in the yard of the house. There will be a new glamour. The song and the music will keep on playing. The house will be like flowers. God didn't approve. Husband stopped breathing in a road accident. All the greenery is over. Madhu became a widow after one year. The only satisfaction was that a three month old baby was growing in the womb. She cried a lot over her husband died. I cried my whole heartedly. After the death of husband, she was in unconsciousness for several days. Had become weak. Was admitted to the hospital. Som

Mummy we will all eat together today" "Oh no son, you three sit down, I'll keep removing the hot flowers" "Absolutely no today I won't listen to you" Vidhi insisted and said to mother. "I have put the rest of the food on the dining table, I have cut the salad and kept it. If your bread is done, everyone will eat together." "What a stubbornness is this son" "Hey mom, you are also insisting" "Okay come on call dad and brother I'm coming" All four sat on the dining table, the method served two bread, a bowl of dal and vegetables in everyone's plate, father said with a smile. "Wow, what a matter, today the daughter is serving food" "Yes dad from now on I will serve food and we will eat together" By saying Vidhi separated two bread left of the day and as soon as she started keeping it in father's plate, mother snatched it from her hand and kept it in her plate. Father and brother are wat

"This color will suit you very much elder daughter-in-law... And then this color is also your favorite..। "Shakuntala ji started showing anju a grape colored chanderi saree but Anju just kept sitting with her cheeks blowing. Shakuntala had two sons. When Anju came to the house as his elder daughter-in-law, he gave a lot of love to Anju. I used to ask her all the work.... Anju's choice used to ask for weddings and festivals. Anju also respected her mother-in-law a lot. If mother-in-law didn't speak to her even one day, she would have become restless. She became a mother of two children but those children were raised by Shakuntala ji. It has been three months since younger son Ashish got a job, Shakuntla ji started looking for a girl for him. Then Ashish said he wants to marry Nitya. Nitya's father was a music teacher in a school... Shakuntala ji refused to marry clearly that we have no match. Society-relatives will spit on me. But when Ashish stuck on his stubbornn

(Today attempt to write a symbolic story) Ramdeen is a gardener! A good garden !! He took good care of his garden. Had grown many kinds of roses. Red, pink, white, yellow, pearls, buttons, desi- foreigners were all roses in her garden. And yes ! No chemical fertilizer but only compost fertilizer! Very wind, fertilizer, taking care of water. Yes ! The crop was growing very beautiful. There were so many lovely roses. Ramdeen was very proud of his garden. Adopts new technology so that its crop is always flourishing. Was very proud of our harvest. Even if it is why not ! Her roses were famous at its peak But Ramdeen is watching these days! A few too large thorns were growing. So much that the days come, they get stinged while doing good. And now the skin started peeling, blood started leaking. Really the thorns started hurting so much that even the soul was bleeding. Ramdeen detected clinically and found that they can be poisonous too. Now her mind doesn't feel like these roses. "