Joven en una tranquila azotea de la ciudad bajo la luna

Ek sheher ke kone mein rehti thi ek ladki – Aanya. Use raat ka chand bahut pasand tha. Har raat wo apni chhat par jaakar chand ko dekhti aur dheere se kehti, “Kaash koi ho jo mujhe bhi itni shiddat se dekhe, jitna main chand ko dekhti hoon…” Usi sheher ke dusre hisse mein rehta tha Aarav. Use samundar se pyar tha. Wo aksar shaam ko beach par baithkar lehro ko dekhta aur sochta, “Kaash koi ho jo meri zindagi mein bhi in lehro ki tarah sukoon le aaye…” Ek din kismat ne dono ko mila diya. Sheher mein ek chhota sa mela laga tha. Aanya apni dost ke saath aayi thi, aur Aarav apne bhai ke saath. Bheed mein takraate hue unki aankhen miliं… aur waqt jaise ruk sa gaya. Na jaane kyun, dono ko laga jaise wo ek dusre ko pehle se jaante ho. Dheere-dheere baatein shuru huiं. Aanya ne Aarav ko chand dikhaya, aur Aarav ne use samundar ki kahaniyaan sunayiं. Ek raat, dono beach par baithe the. Upar chamakta hua chand, saamne shant samundar. Aarav ne halka sa muskura kar kaha, “Tum chand ki tarah ho… roshni bhi deti ho aur sukoon bhi.” Aanya ne dheere se jawab diya, “Aur tum samundar ki tarah… gehre bhi ho aur mere dil ko shaant bhi kar dete ho.” Us raat chand aur samundar dono gawah bane — ek naye pyaar ki shuruaat ke. Aur tab se, jab bhi chand samundar par chamakta hai… log kehte hain, kahin na kahin Aanya aur Aarav ka pyaar muskurata hai. 🌙🌊❤️