Kash mere o bite din fir wapas aa jate jab apane gaw ke gali me mai dosto ke shath khela
Karta tha,ye bachapan bhi ek dosto ki yaadon ki tarah hota hai jo sirf jehan me simat kr rah
Jata hai kitana achchha lagta tha jab ham jhagde kr ke aaten the aur ghar pe khana nhi milta tha gusse me ha lekin kuchh der bad rone pr ma ki mamta aur papa ka pyar jarur milta tha aur ha un yaadon ko to ham bhula hi nhi sakate jab ham dosto ke sath goli khela karten the.na ghar ka tention na kisi ka parwah ham uhi nikal padten the apani duniya banane hamari duniya me khel to khela karte the lekin dilo jaan laga kr kitna achchha lagta tha mera bachapan jab ham natya kala kr kabhi mitti ka murta banaya karten to kabhi ramayan ka ram bhi khud ban jaten,log dekhar hasten the hame lekin hame unka hasna hi pyara tha.ma ki mamta se bhara mera pyara bachapan na jane kaha kho gya.
Kabhi dadi ki lori to kabhi ma dular aur papa ka pyar to kabhi dosto ka sahyog hame bina mangen hi mil jata tha.kaash ye bachpan fir wapas aa jaten jab ham bhi kabhi apani naw pani me chalaten the.har sukh se bhara mera pyara bachapan fir wapas aa jata.
Jab ham padhane jaten to school kam aur ghuma jada karten the.kabhi kabhi to sahpatiyo sang ham movie bhi dekhne chale jate the.
jab mar kha ke bhi ham khush huaa karten the aur jo aaj sab kuchh hoten hua v ham dukh me hai.hajar galati karne pr bhi ham chhod diye jaten the aaj ek galti pe ghar se alag kr diye jaten hai,us samay hame bin mange halwa khane ko milta tha aaj mangne pr chay bhi pine ko nhi milta.
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