Ghat ki seedhiyon par baith kar, ek dusre ke kandhe par sar rakh kar, main teri zulfon ko suljhate hue, Ganga ki thandi hawaon ke beech, har ghoont ke saath apni purani yaadon ko dohrate hue ghat wali chai piyenge. Woh sirf chai nahi hoti, usme Banaras ka ishq ghula hota hai. Har ghoont mein Ganga ki thandi lehron ka sukoon aur mohabbat ki mithaas hoti hai.

Lekin jab aayegi, toh pakka milna. Aur sun, apna khayal rakhna. Jaldi aana, main intezaar karunga.

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Yeh kahani hai ek adhoori mohabbat ki, jo har roz ek purani kali kameez mein lipti khushboo ke sahare zinda rehti hai. Woh kameez sirf ek kapda nahi, balki bite hue lamhon ki gawah hai. Har raat uski khushboo mein doobkar khwabon mein jeena aur subah hamesha ki tarah haqeeqat ke saath use sambhal kar daraz mein rakh dena – yehi uski zindagi ka ek hissa ban chuka hai. Yeh kahani ek aise ehsaas ki hai, jo khatam hokar bhi kabhi khatam nahi hota, balki bina kisi umeed ke har din wahi shiddat se mehsoos hota hai.

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