VELLORE DIARY

( A Short Story.. )
By - Anshul

"PVR nahi chalenge aaj, Wahan dosto k hone ka bhi darr hota hai.”
"To kahan le jaoge aaj ?" , Wo puchti hai.
"Vellore Fort…"

( Sheher me PVR banne se pehle dono wahin jaya karte the.. )

"Bilkul bhi nahi, Mai fir us pandit se daant nahi khaaungi."

"To phir Waterfall chalte hain"
"Tum ye kya meri didi ki scooty se pahaad chadhna chahte ho.. ?? "
"Haan kyu nahi, pta nahi.. shayad.."
"Chhodo, hum Gandhi Nagar wale Restaurant chalte hain."
"Par abhi to subah k 8 bje hain aur mere pas..."
"Mere pass hain paise." muskurate hue vo kehti hai..
"Tum yahin ruko, mai fatafat change krke aati hun."

Uske waapas aate hi vo kehta hai.. "Itni tension wali bunk se achcha to lecture hi attend
kar lete."

"ZarOor agar humari branch alag alag nahi hoti toh"

"Hmmm"
"Ab chale ya yahin khade hoke bhains bajaani hai"
"Nahi nahi, chalo chalo.. lecture ka bhi time ho gya hai, sab isi raaste se nikalte hain, koi
dekh na le, mundi is taraf karooo.."

"Rukooo mai chalati hun, tum kick maaro."

[Vroomm vrooooooom]

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