Floor pe uthi main

5am. Aankh khuli. Kitchen floor.
Bed se kab neeche aayi, yaad nahi. Body khud utar gayi.
Counter pe ek chhadi thi. Mere sar ke upar.

7am. Inbox mein PDF aaya. Lonavala ka receipt.
Floor pe baith gayi. Receipt ek taraf. Chhadi upar.
Ghanta guzra aise hi. Kuch pucha nahi khud se.

Raat ko ek post likhi. Haath, kamar, lakdi, envelope, andhera corridor.
Sach likha tha. Lambi thi.
Post karne wali thi. Delete kar diya.

Party bag ke bottom mein ek alarm hai. Plastic mein hi. Aaj bhi bandh.
Main haste haste chhupa leti hoon sab kuch. Aaj bhi delete kar diya post.
Par asli baat yeh hai.
Sabse zyada chupaya woh hai jo mujhe yaad nahi.