har koi kehta hai waqt k sath gam khushiyon mai aur zakhm marham se bhar jate hai lekin kya woh yeh jante hai ki ek pita jisne apni phool si beti ko kho dia ho uska gam kbhi khushiyon mai nahi badal skta aur nahi uske zakhm marham se bhare ja skte hai gumsum si thi zindagi khamoshi si thi chhai Ibadat krta tha har koi aaye pari si banke koi beti mukambal kr di khuda ne khwaish ek pita ki dekar usko ek beti likh di khushiyan sari sansar ki qismat mai uski phoolo se sajaya Kaaton se dur rakha har dam sath dia kbhi raahon mak bhatakne ni dia badi ho gyi beti lekin pita k lie thi abhi bhi naadan si choti se ek kali bhool gyi ho bhale hi pita ko beti naye sheher mai jake lekin pita the woh kase bhul jate jb unki har khushi hi usme basti ho bech di pita ne apni kidney beti ko ek bada afsar banane k lie magar bhul gyi woh apne pita ki iss anmol kurbani ko aur kr di apni jaan ek ajnabe ka naam pta chla jab pita ko nahi rhi uski phool si beti Chaa gya ek andhera sa jase ujad gyi ho unki puri zindagi toot gye woh kanch k tukdo ki tarah Kr di juda apni har khushi zindagi se ase jase baap se beti ko khuda ne juda kia uss tarh pal pal yaadon mai tadapte rhe woh uski maangte the khuda se ibadat mai bs uski beti k lie ek aur zindagi Ho gyi zindagi pita ki fir se ek murjhaye hue phool ki tarah kr di apni aankhiri saans bhi uski ek muskurahat ko yaad krte hue Jaise chandani k bina chand adhura sa hota h baap bhi beti k bina murjhaya sa hota h ©baatein_ankahi_ansuni
