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Now Coming To A Story . Basically, The Theme Is Divided Into Two Parts i . e : 'THE DIARY & THE PRESENT' . The Diary Part Having Small Length Per Chapters . Hope My Readers Don't Mind It .

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Let's Jump To The Story…..

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A Deep Dark Area, Which Chilling Send Shivers Down Spines . The Area Having A Queer Sensation Of Cold And Warmth At Once . As The Cleave Of Woods Can Be Heard Inside The Fire Place . The Fire flames making peculiar patterns over the white misty fog .

HIS PEN : " Wo Aaj Bhi Waisay Ka Waisa Hee Khara Hai ( Deep Tone ) Bhooka ( Lost Tone ) Mun Kholy ( Barely Audible ) Hamain bula raha..! "

He left his pen over his diary and stretched his body . The harsh cold winds are playing with his silky black hairs . He is leaning against the grill . His deep eyes are somewhat lost in the darkness . The whole city beneath the area, He is standing on, is glimmering like a lantern . What a blissful sight...! Cherishing the eyes . The froth and smoky coffee filled in a mug, besides his diary, penetrating it's aroma inside air molecules, tantalizing the taste buds of that men . But He is far away from his surroundings .

He Picks Up His Diary And Flips It Pages . His Eyes Are Stuck Over a Page, Having a Date;

23 JANUARY 1999

He again puts the diary in upside down mode and words escaped from his mouth…

" Aaye Hawaon Mai Ni Bhoola , Mjhy Ab Bhi Wo Manzar Yaad Hain ( pinching tone ) Aur Utni Hee Shidaat Sy Yaad Aaty Hain "

His eyes are glued over the giant stones on which his afflictions are carved . Those chilling winds, environment, and giant stones have a peculiar alliance, silently standing between them . The pinching blur, creates a fog in front of his eyes . He silently wipes the fog of past and breath in present heavily .

" Wo Aaj Bhi Waisa Hee Sadaian Lagata Hai , Apni Bahoon Mai Bulata Hai , Na Janay Kun Mjhy Apky Geet Sunata Hai , Mai Kar Sakta Hoon Na Ye Baba…!

His Words Are Scattered Over That Kora Kaghaz….

Hey Buddy…! A soft tap over his shoulder take him out of his trance . Voice surprisingly asked " Kia hua yaar idhar yun akele kun khary ho " . He jerked his head as " Kuch ni ( staring at those giant stones ) Bus puch raha tha inn paharon sy k mere Bhai ki raksha karain gy ( sadly ) ya iss baar bhi ussy akela chor dain gy ( lost tone ) tan tanha " . Voice sighed and asked " Haan yaar mainy suna , wo dobara ja raha hai ( rashly ) tum ussy rokty kun ni yaar " . He in lost tone replied " Roka tha yaar ( whisper ) bht roka tha ( pinching smile ) par wo kehta hai ussy apnay lia jana ( harshly ) ussy wo khuwaab poora karna , badla laina ( closes his eyes ) ussy mera dar khauf kuch bhi ni dikhta ( heavy tone ) " . Voice replied " Phir ussy janay do yaar ( meaningfully ) warna wo aag ussy kha jaigi " . He replied huskily " Janay hee tu dai raha hoon ( turned towards those giant stones ) ye jantay huy bhi k ye pahar kissi k ni hoty ( lostly ) hamary bhi ni ( mumbles ) jinhon ny innhi k daman mai janam lia ( croaky voice ) un k goshy goshy py apnay nishaan chory ( sacredly ) bus wo tu hamary ( cracked tone ) yaaron ko , piyaaron ko nigal laity hain ( Deep tone ) Mjhy aaj bhi inn paharoon sy maut ki sadain sunai deti hain yaar " . Voice softly hugged him from backside as " Tum ziada soch rahy ho ( smilingly ) yaad hai ( lostly ) unhi baraf talay daby huy paharon mai tum aur wo milay thy ( deep tone ) inn hee patharon ny tumhain pehchan di , maan dia aur ( realizes his lacking of words ) Aur ye tum itnay thandy kun ho rahy ho ( diverting his mind ) andar chalo foran " . He taunts " Kun khatam hogai na lafz ( harshly ) tum bhool gai inn hee paharon ny mjh sy mera sab kuch cheen lia ( cracked tone ) Pehle Baba, Phir Cary…Herman aur mera wajood ( sacredly ) aur ab shayad mera Yaar bhi ( determined tone ) Tum mjhy ye batao kia mai iss Artificial Feet k sath climbing kar sakta hoon " . Voice protest as " Par yaar Abhijeet " . He in adamant tone " Haan ya Na " . Voice sighed and said " Haan ( worriedly ) tum sach mai usky saath jana chahty ( caringly ) kia tum ja sako gy " . He turned towards him " Usky k sath ni ( correcting ) usky peachy ( lost tone ) wo agay sy aya tha ab mai usky peachy jaunga ( moistly ) wo ni janay daiga mjhy ( fills his lungs with air ) par iss baar main jana chahta hoon ( deep tone ) Sab kuch phir se jeena chahta hon ( whispers ) Akhri baar hee sahi ( barely audible ) Akhri iccha hee sahi " .

He turns and lovingly spreads hand over his diary . An un canny silence is prevailing between both the entities . Like both souls are giving time to each other, To sooth/console their inner part . He writes something over the diary as;

" Baba Theek Kehte Thy , Hamara Gham , Khushi , Wabistagi , Marna sab inn paharon sy hee hy , Chahy kitna bhi rooth lo insy par anna tu wapis inn hee k aagosh mai parta hai "

Finally , He breaks that silence as " Yaar agar ni laut saka na tu ( handed over him his diary ) ye amanat ab tumhari hui ( his eyes are saying something , He can't get at that time ) inn kaghazon ko unhi paharon k daman mai ura daina ( moistly ) meri aatma ko shanty mil jaigi ( pressed his hands ) . He moistly said " Yaar aisa kun keh rahy ho ( look into his eyes ) pehle bhi tu aai thy na ( stressed ) usky sath ( determined ) iss baar bhi laiga tumhain wo ( jerked his head ) mjhy poora vishwass hai " . Abhijeet replied " Hmm ( meaningfully )

Iss baar ya tu uss k sath lautunga ya ( pauses ) wahin kahin uss baraf mai aik yaad ban kar reh jaunga ( barely audible ) aik bhooli basri yaad " .