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Priya Diary...

Main khud se ladke aaya hoon tumse milne. Is khat ko likhne.

Tujhe pata hai, main kitna thaka hua hoon? Aaj landslide ki wajeh se meri bus do ghante late ho gayi. Uske wajeh se main meeting nahi jaa paaya, aur uske wajeh se mujhe Masaan dekhne ka waqt mila. Iska inference bas yeh hai ki Bambai ki baarish mera sabse gyaara dost hai. Agar woh na hota, toh main picture dekhne shayad nahi jaa paata.

Anyway, picturein mujhe khush karte hai. Main picturein banana chahta hoon. And since mujhe picturon mein kaam karna hai, mujhe roz likhna padega. Lekin mera shareer ajeeb kism ka jaanwar hai. Khata hai, sota hai. Woh bhi mere saat picture likhna chahta hai, magar saala a1 alsi hai. Agar mujhe koi kaam karna hai, toh mujhe iss jaanwar se ladna padta hai, effort daal ke jeetna padna hai. Kabhi kabhi main jeet ta hoon, kabhi nahi. Mere khyaal se yeh jadga jaari rahegi.

Aaj ke liye toh main jeet gaya. Chal, ye joint taxi karein?

Tera dost,
Abhinandan

Priya Diary...

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