दादा-दादी की प्रेम कहानी
Dada ke antim din the. Hospital ka bed. Machines ki awaazein. Dadi ne unka haath pakda hua tha. 60 saal se pakda hua tha. Dada ne aankhen kholin. Dadi ko dekha. Muskuraye. Bole, 'Aaj bhi utni hi sundar ho jitni 1965 mein thi.' Dadi ne aankhein pochhin. Bolin, 'Aur tum aaj bhi utne hi jhoothe ho.' Dono hanse. Dard ke beech bhi hanse. Dada ne kaha, 'Ek kaam karna. Meri kursi pe roz baith ke chai peena. Akele mat peena. Mujhe yaad karna.' Us raat dada chale gaye. Aaj 3 saal ho gaye. Dadi roz us kursi pe baithti hain. Do cup chai banati hain. Ek apne liye. Ek dada ki kursi ke armrest pe rakh deti hain. Pyaar kya hai? Yeh hai. Do cup chai -- ek ke liye jo ab nahi hai.