Dadi Ki Potli Aur Mera Phone
Dadi Ki Potli Aur Mera Phone
Meri dadi ki potli me hamesha kuch jadui hota tha. Kabhi imli, kabhi kahaniyan.
Ek din main phone par game khel raha tha, dadi ne kaha, "Ek kahani sunega?" Maine kaha, "Dadi, time nahi hai."
Dadi ne has kar apni potli se ek purana radio nikala. Us radio se unke bachpan ke gaon ki awaaze aayi - nadi ka paani, khet ki khushbu, mandir ki ghanti.
Us din mujhe samajh aaya, phone me poori duniya hai, par dadi ki potli me meri sanskriti hai. Digital duniya me sanskriti ko bachana hai to phone ko kabhi-kabhi band karke dadi ki kahaniyan sunni hongi.
Tab se main har raat ek kahani bina phone ke sunta hu.
