Ek chhota sa puppy tha, jiska naam Milo tha. Milo bohot masoom tha, uski aankhon mein hamesha chamak hoti thi aur dum hamesha hilti rehti thi. Wo shehar ke aik purane ghar ke bahar rehta tha, jahan uski maa usey sardi aur garmi dono se bachane ki koshish karti thi. Milo ka duniya sirf uski maa aur wohi gali thi. Ek din barish bohot tez hui. Paani har jagah jama ho gaya. Milo apni maa ke bilkul paas chipak kar baitha tha. Uski maa ne usey zor se apni taraf kheench liya, jaise keh rahi ho, “Dar mat, main hoon na.” Lekin qismat ko kuch aur hi manzoor tha. Raat ke andhere mein ek tez gaari guzri, aur Milo ki maa wapas nahi aayi. Subah jab barish ruk chuki thi, Milo akela tha. Wo chhoti chhoti awaazein nikalta raha, apni maa ko bulaata raha, lekin koi jawab nahi aaya. Uski dum pehli dafa nahi hili. Wo samajh nahi pa raha tha ke galat kya ho gaya. Din guzarte gaye. Milo bhooka rehta, thand se kaanpta, aur har aane-jaane wale insaan ko umeed bhari nazron se dekhta. Jab bhi koi paas aata, wo khushi se khada ho jata, lekin aksar log usey dekh kar nazar chura lete. Kuch hans kar kehte, “Bechara,” aur aage barh jaate. Ek chhoti si larki roz school jaate hue Milo ko dekhti thi. Wo chup chaap hota, bas uski aankhon mein ek gehri udaasi hoti. Ek din larki ne apni jeb se biscuit nikala aur Milo ki taraf barha diya. Milo ne pehle dar ke maare peeche hatna chaha, phir ahista ahista aage aaya. Wo biscuit sirf bhookh nahi, balkay thodi si umeed bhi thi. Lekin zindagi itni asaan kahan hoti hai. Ek raat bohot thand thi. Milo ne purane kapron ke tukron mein khud ko lapeta aur chup chaap let gaya. Uski saans dheemi hoti ja rahi thi. Usne aankhein band kar ke shayad apni maa ko yaad kiya. Subah logon ne dekha ke Milo wahin tha… bilkul khamosh. Lekin uske chehre par ek ajeeb si sukoon bhari shakal thi, jaise usey aakhir kar apni maa mil gayi ho. Milo sirf ek puppy nahi tha. Wo un sab kahaniyon ki misaal tha jo hum roz dekhte hain, magar mehsoos nahi karte. 💔🐾, anime style, high quality, detailed