
Ek mahina beet chuka tha. Mukti Gram ki hawaon mein ab Radha ke badalte huye roop ki charcha thi. Shehar ki wo nazuk Radha ab poori tarah ek gaon ki raani ban chuki thi
Jiska badan har roz darjanon mardon ki garmi se seka jata tha. Magar aaj ki subah kuch khaas thi Radha ne Savitri ko bataya ke uske din upar niche ho gaye hain.




















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