itni der se wohi maanp rha tha,lun ki motayi brabar ek bra sa hole dekh mujhe ajeeb sa lga sath khushi b hoi k ammi ki moti gaand ka ye haal mere mote lun ne kiya hai…gaand ka hole khudi band hona aur sukrna shuru hogya tha aur ammi seedhi khari hogayi thi,ammi k mathay pe paseene ki boondein saaf jhalak rahi thi aur ammi k hont b sookh chuke thay,ammi ne ek hath se jo pani ka glass pakra tha uss me thora buhat bacha hoa pani ek he goont me pee liya aur thora khud ko sanbhalti hoi seedhi khari hoi air peeche ko mere or muri to mujhe muskrata dekh thora sharmayi aur mere qareeb aa kar pyaar se ek halki chammaat meri gaal pe marte hoi boli dekh kameena kahi ka abhi b daant nikal rha hai,dekh kya haal bnaya apni maa ka….ammi ka gila b wajab tha kyun k un ki halat b kuch aisi thi,ammi k bikhre khule baal,mathay pe paseena aur dard se chur badan aur larkhrati chaal sara afsaana bta rahi thi hum dono maa bete k pyaar ka…
Main aaghe hokar ammi k ghale me baahein daal pyaar se un k baal sehlaye aur unhe ek side kar ammi ka chehra saaf kiya aur pyaar se ek mathay pe kiss ki to ammi b thora muskra di aur mujhe dekh boli itna pyaar karta hai tabhi apni maa ko itni be dardi se chodi ja rha tha,mera to ghla khusk hogya chila chila kar…main bola ammi Aap hai he itni pyaari k main control kho deta hun,itne dinon baad gaand marwayi na isi liye dard hoa zyafa agar mujhe ijazatt di hoti to main itne dinon se abhi takk gaand ko khula kar dena phir Aapko dard b nai thi honi…ammi meri baat sun boli acha mere laaal ab zra sahara de mujhe,main ammi ko sahara dekar unhe ammi abbu k king …
