pulki:  no di..aap mumma hote hue kyo miss karoonga use! 

Mi tho use thik se baath bhi nahi kiya..! With fresh tears flowing in his eyes...he says..Mujhe thik se baathe aane se pehli hi wo hume chod diya...!na..! 

She sits beside him..who is crying nonstoply....looking at their fathers written poems...and his memories..! 

I really do miss him di..! 

Kabhi kabhi lagta hi ki agar wo hume chodke nahi gaya tho.. ! 

Mi humesha gussa rehta tha use...ki uski wajah se hi aapko ee sab karna pada..aapko lena pada saare resposnsibilities..!

Mujhe abhi yaad hi...mere 4th standard ki admission form ek private school me aap hi aake fiil kiya..jo khud ek bachi ho..! 

Jo pappa ki naathe responsibilities hi...wo sab kuch aap liya..humare liye .! 

Sach keh rahi hoo di...mujhe pappa thik se yaad bhi nahi...mere liye sab kuch mumma aur aap hi kiya..esp aap...pappa agar hote the jo karte hi uske kayi jyada kiya aap...! 

Pappa bhi ..aapki poems se hi...mi usko mehsos kiya...infact aapki poems me hi mine use deka...!

itna ache likte the life ke baare me..kyo hume chod diya di..! 

Sona: controlling her tears.. pulki...ee sab humesha mi kehthe the na..tujse..mi puchte the...!  tab mujhe sambalte rehte the tu? 

aaj kya hua?

Pulki: aapki aur mumma ki mehnant dekke mujhe kabhi aisa nahi lagte the di...lekin i really do miss him...!ab to aur kar raha hoo!

Choti choti baathe jo har pappa se expect karte the..

Ungli pagaad ke chalna sikana...

School me join karke hume chodna..

Cycle chalna sikana...

Hume sahi raste dikakar..carreer advices dena..! 

Sahi aur galat ki antar sikana ..! 

Aise darr yaa nervousness state pe ek shoulder ki tarah rehkar support dena...! The feeling di..that dad is there to take up everything..! 

Wo bharosa...jo hume miss kiya..! mi..aap pari..!

Jab hum galtiya karte..us waqt daantna..punish karna..! 

Punishment bhi chalega na di..lekin itna bada punsihment diya papa ne hume...! itna kya kiya humne..?

Sona with every word he is uttering she could feel she  is becoming even more weak...the major weakness of her life...the emotion.. which still makes her shatter down..is her father.. ! 

She remembers when ever she gets low thinking about him..its he her little brother who stood her up.. giving his shoulder and wiping her tears..! But tdy he himself is shattered...!

Her mind started thinking...how much he would have been going through...right...he always consoled her for this...but its a hard fact she didnt thought is  he is her own brother who misses his father equally..like her..! 

Atleast she spent those precious 12 years of her life with him but like he said..he havent had a memory of talking to him...!

For the first time in her life...in aspect of her father emotion...her mind conquerd the heart....in taking up the job to console his brother.  !

Sona moves little closer to him.smiles  : better feel karrahe ho?

He rests his head on her lap...! 

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