Long Distance
6 mahine ho gaye. 6 mahine bina mile. Bangalore aur Toronto -- 12,000 km ka faasla. Video call pe baat hoti hai roz. Par screen se haath nahi pakad sakte. Screen se gale nahi lag sakte. Ek raat usne rote hue kaha, 'Mujhe lagta hai hum door hote ja rahe hain. Sirf physically nahi.' Maine kaha, 'Kal flight book karunga.' Usne kaha, 'Tum pagal ho. Itne paise?' Maine kaha, 'Paise wapas aa jaayenge. Tum nahi aaogi.' 48 ghante baad main Toronto airport pe tha. Woh baahar khadi thi. Bheeg rahi thi -- Toronto mein bhi baarish hoti hai. Usne gale lagaya aur boli, 'Dobara mat jaana.' Main nahi gaya. Naukri chhod di. Naya kaam dhoondha. Wahi, uske paas. Log kehte hain pyaar mein sacrifice hoti hai. Main kehta hoon pyaar mein choice hoti hai. Aur maine apni choice bana li.