Subh ke samay ek chote se mitti ke ghar me,,,ek chhota sharir wali ladki, sukun se aankhein band kiye,, sapno ki lok me gote lagate hue sukun se soye hui thi,,, uski kamar par se cotton ki ptli halke fike hare rang ki saree hati hui,,,,uski dudh jaise gori ptli kamr ko saf dikha rahi thi,,, jisse uski gol andr me ghusi nabhi bhi dikh rahi,, wohi niche uske takhne to bhi dikh rahi thi,,jisse uske pairo me ptli pyal ke sath aalta se bhara pair bahut hi khubsurat dikh rahe hai.kisi kharosh ke pair jaise.

Uski ghani lambi palke jab bahr se khatpat aur subh me murge ki awaj aayi,,,to uske nind me badha utpann hua,,,jisse wah apni palke ko masalne lagi,kisi bachhe ki tarh,,, lekin nind aankho me itni havi ki usse uthne ki ijajat nahi mil,,,tabhi uske kamre me koi dakhil hua,