Ek ladki thi…
uske phone mein ek draft message pada rehta tha.
Message simple tha:
“Main change karna chahti hoon… but I don’t know how to start.”
Wo message wo roz kholti thi…
thoda edit karti…
phir back kar deti.
Send kabhi nahi hota.
Uski zindagi bhi usi message jaisi ho gayi thi —
half-written, never sent.
Log usko dekh kar kehte:
“Wo strong hai.”
Magar andar se wo khud ko keh rahi thi:
“Main ready hi nahi hoon.”
Ek din wo apne phone ko dekhte hue ruk gayi…
aur bolti hai:
“Main kab tak sirf