الصوت المشترك

Bajra ko lagta tha woh sabse zyada samajhdaar hai — ek kaale, chamkeele jungle crow, jiske amber aankhon mein hamesha koi na koi plan chalta rehta tha. Uss roz usne rooftop se dekha ki ek biscuit packet hawaon mein udta hua ek khuli nali ke paas ja gira. Bajra seedha dive mara — lekin packet ka plastic tight tha, aur chhota sa tha opening. Woh chonch maar marta raha, frustration mein idhar-udhar uchalta raha. Neechey, Motu — woh caramel-brown, thoda mota sa kutta — khaamoshi se lait ke ye sab de