hii.......frnds mera nam raghu hai......aur main sahanpur main rehta hun . aaj main aap sb ko apne

 love story k bare main batata hun. bat us jamane ki hai jb hm 12th class main padhte the

aur hm dono dost tuition padhne jaya karte the...ek din hm tuition padh kr waps aa rhe the to raste main

ek black colour ki tata safari ruki hui thi....hm uski or aa rhe the tabhi ek aadmi jo ki kafi lamba tha usne hm se pucha.....bacho kya yahan pr koi workshop hai kya..... hamari gadi khrab ho gyi hai...to mere dost nai kha...han hai na puskr unckle ka.......toh unhone fir hamse pucha kya yahan aas pas koi guest house hai kya....

to maine kaha han hai...to unckle nai kaha yahan se guest house jane main kita time lagega....... to maine kaha muskil se 3 ya char minut......tabhi unckle ne gadi main baithi hui bewi mtlb aunty ko kaha chlo pas main guest house hai aur workshop bhi kuch hi doori per hai......to car main baithi hui aunti aur unki do betiyan car se bahar aa gyi.......mere to hosh hi ud gye.....hm kafi aage aa gye the tabhi aunti ne kaha simran

aapka beg kahan hai...to simran ne kaha mom wo to car me hi reh gya.......to aunti ne simran ko danta aur kaha tumhe pta hai na tumhare documents us beg main hai......tum kitni laparwah ho.....aur unckle ne bhi simran ko dante hue kaha tumse achi to ye nensi hai.......km se km ye apna kam to nhi bhoolti....rat kafi ho gyi thi......hm abhi raste main hi the...aunti ne kaha simran ab muh mt latkao or jao jakr car se beg lekr aao....toh maine kaha aunti rat kafi ho gyi hai main bhi jata hun simran k sath....aur yahan sarabi bhi ghoom rahe hain.... toh unckle ne kaha theek hai tum bhi jao...... raste main kaafi aandhera tha aur mobile ki light se saf nhi dikh raha tha.....achank simran raste pr fisal gyi......to maine usse uthaya....aur kaha simran aaram se chlo.....usne kaha mujhe dikh nhi rha....to maine apna nokia - 1100 mobile simran ko diya jis pr ki torch nhi tha....fir bhi uski screen ki light simran k mobile se kafi tez thi.........kuch der bad hm car k paas pahunch gye aur simran ne car se beg nikala aur hm log kuch der wahin baith gye.....kyonki simran k per me dard ho rha tha.....main uske muh pr bar - bar dekh raha tha.....to maine kaha simran aap kon si class main padhti ho to simran ne kaha 12th main ....aur fir maine pucha aapki choti behan.........to simran ne kaha wo 8th me pdhti hai....to maine fir simran se pucha aapkahan rehti ho to simran ne kaha hm log delhi rehte hain......fir maine kaha simran kafi der ho gyi hai ab hame wapas chlana chahiye.......simran k hath main beg tha aur wo chl bhi nhi pa rahi thi......to maine uske hath se beg liya.........pehle to usne mna kiya pr bad main jabardasti karne pr usne mujhe beg de hi diya aur thnx bhi kaha.........thodi aage jane pr simran ne mujhe kaha aapka nam kya hai.........toh maine kaha raghu.........toh usne mujhe kaha kabhi delhi aaye ho to maine kaha han aaya hun.........to simran ne kaha delhi aaoge to mujhse milna.......toh maine kaha kaise.........to usne kaha gaadi se   aur wo hasne lagi.........fir maine kaha hm milenge kaise to usne mujhe kaha apna mobile number do.........main mn hi mn bahut khus hua.........fir guest house aaya aur usne mujhe bye kaha aur wo chli gyi.........fir kuch din bad uski call aayi.........mujhe pta tha ki wo mujhse pyar karti hai lekin usne bola nahin.........aur do teen din bad fir se uski call aayi aur usne mujhe i love u kha.........maine socha kahin ye majak to nahin kr rhi hai.........to maine kha simran kya tum mujhse majak to nhi kr rhi to wo rone lagi.........tb jakr mujhe lga ki simran serious hai.........uske bad main hr hafte delhi usse milne jata aur hmm sath sath rehte khate pite ghoomte.........aur shyam ko main wapas sahanpur aa jata tha.........ek din jb main aur simran delhi main ghoom rahe the to uske papa ne hme dekh liya.........uske papa ne simran ko kha simran tum ghar jao........aur mujhe kha tu wahi sahanpur wala hai na.........to maine kaha han.........to unhone kha tum meri beti ka picha kyon kr rhe ho.........to maine kha unckle main simran se pyar karta hun.........unckle ne mujhe bahut peeta aur kha beta chod de simran ka picha warna bahut bura hoga.........us samay to main wahan se wapas aa gya.........do din bad simran ka phone aaya ki uske papa uski shadi karane wale hain raghu kuch kro aur wo ro rhi thi.........maine ye sb bat apni mummy ko batayi to pehle to unhone mujhe khoob danta aur fir kha ki wo ladki bhi tujhse itna hi pyar karti hai jitna tu karta hai.........to maine kha han to mummy ne kha ja us ladki ko bhaga le maine mummy se kha aap kya keh rhi ho.........to mummy ne gusse main kha ja jakr le aa aapni simran ko.........to maine simran ko phon kiya to usne mujhe kha ki tum mujhe bus stand pr milna to maine kha theek hai aur main delhi kliye nikal pda.........simran mujhe bus stand pr mili aur humne sahanpur aakr shadi kr li.........uske sath - sath hamne court marriage kr li.........uske bad simran k papa mummy ko bhi pth chl gya aur wo bhi man gye.........aur aaj hamari shadi ko pure char saal ho chuke hain.........dosto meri kahani pdhne k liye dhnyawad.........