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पंडित सूर्यकांत शर्मा CJI, सर्वोच्च न्यायालय Delhi😁😌

Kabhi-kabhi kahaniyaan mulaqat se nahi,
bas ek story dekh lene se shuru hoti hain.
Main Instagram pe roz apne status lagata —
motivational, thoda stylish, kabhi apni normal life ka snapshot.
Aur woh dekh leti — silently, bina koi shabd bole.
Har baar dekh ke shayad uske dil mein ek chhota sa spark jalta,
aur mera dil bas us spark ke aas-paas ghoomta.
Ek din maine apni bhabhi ke saath photo daali…
aur us photo pe uska ❤️ react aa gaya.
Bas wahi pal tha,
jab dil ne pehli baar kaha —
“kuch alag hai, kuch sach hai.”
Uske baad maine aur carefully status lagana shuru kiya —
motivated, mature, thoda stylish, aur kabhi kabhi thoda personal.
Woh har post dekh rahi thi,
aur har baar dekh ke mujhe lagta tha,
jaise woh bhi ye sab feel kar rahi ho.
Ek din maine finally usko direct message kiya.
Message request me gaya, galti se seen ho gaya.
Par wahi se humari baat shuru hui.
Naam — Monalisha Behera.
Shehar — Dhenkanal, Odisha.
Aur uski baaton mein ek simplicity thi,
ek natural honesty, jo jaise seedha dil mein utar gayi ho.
Caste ka sawal aaya,
toh usne hans ke kaha —
“kya rishta karoge?”
Aur sach ye hai, dil ne pehle hi jawab de diya tha.
Pehle dosti, phir thoda pyaar,
aur bina “I love you” bole bhi
har baat adhuri lagti thi agar ek dusre se na ho.
Main Gurgaon mein night duty karta tha,
aur shift khatam hote hi sabse pehla message uska hota tha.
Subah 8 baje “Good Morning”,
raat ko bye bol ke bhi 10 minute extra baat.
Har baat mein respect, har baat mein care,
aur kabhi kabhi thodi si jidd, thodi teasing bhi.
Uska chhota sa “Pagullu” ya “Tingu Sir” mujhe hamesha muskaan dilata.
Usne meri bhabhi se bhi baat ki,
respect se “bhabhi” kaha.
Maine use apni zindagi ka har sukh-dukh bataya,
aur woh mujhe pyaar bhi karti thi, sambhalti bhi thi —
bilkul maa jaise.
Hum mile —
train, station, shehar… sab sirf bahana tha.
Asal mulaqat to pehle hi ho chuki thi,
jo humne status aur chats se feel kiya tha,
woh aankhon se, smiles se, chhupi si muskaan se bol rahi thi.
Aur phir ek din, sab normal tha.
Duty ke liye jaate waqt maine kaha —
“Gelhua, khana kha lena.”
Aur uske baad… khamoshi.
DP gayab.
Last seen off.
Message ka jawab nahi.
Phone busy list mein.
Baad mein pata chala —
ghar walon ko pata chal gaya.
Caste alag thi.
Aur pyaar… unke liye galat tha.
Uske bhai ne kaha —
“ye sab bhool jao.”
Aur ghar ke pressure mein woh majboor ho gayi.
Par sach ye hai,
Monalisha ne khud kaha tha
ki woh pyaar karti hai,
ki woh care karti hai,
aur kabhi bhi intentional hurt nahi chahti thi.
Aaj 6 din ho gaye hain.
Baat nahi hui.
Par kahani abhi khatam nahi hui.
Har din, har raat,
mera dil bas uske chehre, uski baaton, uski muskaan ke aas paas ghoomta hai.
Har chhoti si yaad — ek status pe ❤️ reaction, ek raat ka call, ek chhota sa joke —
woh sab moments ab yaad ban gaye hain.
Moments jo shabd nahi hain,
moments jo sirf feel kiye jaate hain,
moments jo hamesha dil ke andar rahte hain.