Thriller ATMAKAMI . . . . . . ability or disorder?

[The Immortal]

Update 117

Jiske baad mere class ke sabhi log hasne lage the aur mujhe samajh nahi aaya ki kyun…? matlab aise fad answer ke baad aap taaliya expect karte hai par mere case me ulta hua, jis-se main thoda dukhi bhi hua… khair, kya fark padta hai. Mujhe ye bhi samajh nahi aaya ki wo mujhpar has rahe the ya khud par… kyunki mujhse pahle sab Physics ko life se jodne wale sawal ke jawab pe wonder of science ka essay suna rahe the… ye is tarah ka pahla incident tha, jaha log jabran mujhpar has rahe the… par aakhiri nahi, matlab aise kayi wakye hue… jaha par mere ekdum deep… thoughtful answers ke bawzood bhi kayi log mujhpar haste the… jiske baad main samjha ki main chahe achchha karu ya bura, log mera virodh hee karenge toh kyun na bura hee kiya jaye….. aur wahi maine kiya.
Jab police walo ne mera khopdi fodkar mujhe police jeep me bhara, tabhi main samajh gaya tha… ki main zinda bach jaunga aur ek din ke andar mujhe hosh aa jayega. Aisa isliye, kyunki mere ek dost ka accident hua tha, jisme uski khopdi, I mean… skull foot kar uske brain me ghus gaya tha. maine toh maan liya tha ki wo nahi bachega… par wo bach gaya aur teen din baad use hosh aa gaya. ye baat alag hai ki wo kabhi recover nahi ho paya… mere case me toh ye uska 20 % bhi nahi tha aur jaisa ki mujhe andaza tha… ek din ke andar mujhe hosh aaya…. Ek chiz jo maine apne baare me aajtak notice ki hai wo ye ki situations jitni kharab hoti hai mera sense of humour utna hee strong hote jata hai. yani ki kal yadi byluck Arun mar gaya toh uski maiyyat pe main apni zindagi ka sabse best joke invent karunga… aur wahi joke mujhe normal kar dega. Kyunki jo chiz mujhe buri lagti hai, main uska mazak banana shuru kar deta hoon. Phhir chahe wo chiz kitni bhi buri kyun na ho…
Mere gharwalo se contact karne ki police ki sari koshish nakamyab rahi.. matlab puri tarah nahi… matlab jab unse USA me contact karke unhe bataya gaya ki unka launda India me kya gul khila raha hai toh unhone saaf kah diya ki.. unhe mujhse koyi matlab nahi, wo jo chahe… mere sath kar sakte hai aur yahi main chahta tha… yadi meri jagah wo hote aur unki jagah main hota toh main bhi wahi karta… main bhi wahi kahta ki… wo jo chahe, mere family ke sath kar sakte hai, mera unse koyi lena-dena nahi. main hamesha se chahta tha ki mera, meri family ke sath completely break up ho jaye aur aaj mujhe iska sakshat praman mil chuka tha. ab is-se jyada mere jaise insaan ko aur kya chahiye. Ye toh best hai jo koyi mujhe de sakta hai. ab toh swayam Robert Downey jr. aakar bhi kahe ki main apni family walo ke sath ho jaun tab bhi main unki baat na manu… matlab ab aap mere andar ki nafrat ka andaza laga sakte ho.
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Toh meri family mujhe bachane nahi aayi aur na hee mere mama-mami, foofa-foofi, masi-mausa, chacha-chachi…. Aur na hee unke launde-laundiya. Bole toh aaj Shri Arman completely anath ho gaya tha, warna mujhe pahle yahi lagta tha ki koyi na koyi toh aayega hee…. Par koyi baat nahi. sabka number lagaunga… ek-ek ko dagani dunga… karmo ka phal toh bhugatna hee padta hai, maine toh bhugat liya… ab unki baari hai. pure khandan ko khatam kar dunga… waise bhi ye jyada mushqil nahi hai. yaha se nikalne ke baad un sabke ghar me ghuskar ek-ek goli hee toh marni hai bas… kitna maza aayega, mera kitna naam hoga… Whooo… Arman, The Slaughterer…. BC, Main marta kyun nahi.
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toh mere hosh aane ke kuch ghante baad police wale mujhe uthakar seedh thane me le gaye… mujhe jyadatar unhone kamar ke upar hee mara tha, isliye mera pair thoda safe tha aur main walking stick ki help se dheere-dheere aise chal raha tha, jaise koyi, kisi ki maiyyat me aaram-aaram se chalta hai… baki kahu apne baki hisse ki toh mujhe khud nahi pata ki mujhe kaha-kaha kitni chot lagi thi… yaha tak ki dard ka ahsaas bhi nahi ho raha tha. jiska karan sirf yahi ho sakta hai ki mujhe medicine ka heavy dose diya gaya ho. main is waqt nashe me bhi tha lekin maine koyi nasha nahi kiya tha… iski vazah se mujhe andaza hua ki mujhe medicine ka heavy dose diya gaya hai…. meri aankh puri khul bhi nahi rahi thi aur aaj itne mahino baad mujhe sone ka bahut mann kar raha tha… par….
“baitha isko idhar… mere saamne… aur iske peechhe khade rahna, kahi gir na jaye…”ambulance se utar kar jab main ahiste-ahiste chalkar thane ke andar pahucha toh mujhse ek police wale ne kaha… jo ki mujhse kam smart dikh raha tha.
Maine uski vardi me nazar dali, uski vardi me lage star dekhe… wo T.I. tha aur wo wahi shaks tha jiske kanpatti par maine last loot ke dauran katta tana tha… waha aur bhi kayi police wale the… jinme se teen ko main pahchanta tha. ek tha Sub-Inspector Shriwas, ek tha Constable- Shiva Prasad aur ek wo tha jiski maa ki maine maa-bahan ek ki thi… aur ek ye T.I. yani ki teen… sorry char. Maine jiski maa ko chakli kaha tha wo hath me patti baandhe mujhe gusse se dekhte hue wahi mere paas me khada tha… maine uski vardi me uska name dekha- Chongeshwar
Maine apne baye hath ki madad se apna dahina hath dheere-dheere upar uthakar Chongeshwar ki taraf kiya aur use dekhkar hasa… “heeeee… chongu… haaheee.. tu… toh… hawaldar… nikla… be…. Chongu… chodu”
“shant baith idhar…”mera hath neeche karke T.I. bola “tu toh gaya lambe se… ab kabool kar le ki NH-6 me ki gayi sari choriya tune ki hai… warna gand me danda daal ke statement likhwaunga. Police ko tune baklund samajh rakha hai… jo ek desi katte se puri unit ko ghuma dega… sale itne andar goli marunga na ki doctor bhi nikal nahi payega… ab le… ye blanck paper aur sign kar…”
maine chup-chap wo blank paper liya aur use dekhne laga… A-4, White paper…
((“ye kaisa gift hai Arman, ek kora kagaz… ye bhi koyi gift deta hai kya…”
“ye ek A-4 size ka blank paper hai.. jisme main aptitude ke 60 questions solve kar sakta hoon aur wo 60 question kisi bhi exam me kisi bhi shaks ko naukari dilwa sakte hai…ab chal maan le ki us aadmi ki monthly income 30k hai toh us hisab se uski annual income hui 360k aur wo minimum 30 saal tak bhi naukari kare toh uski income hogi yahi kuch……..10.8 Million…aur ye sab kuch hoga sirf is A-4 size ke kore kagaz se…aur mujhe nahi lagta ki aaj tak tumhe kisi ne 10.8 Million ka gift bhi diya hoga…. That’s Shri Arman for you……bitches”
Kitni achchhi zindagi thi, Nisha ke sath… kya gore-gore mast doodh the… khamkha… ))
“kya dekh raha hai…”
“A-4 size… white paper, wor..worth 10.8 Milli…Million Rup…Rupees…”ruk-ruk kar maine kaha
“kya bola Tune… ye kora kagaz 10.8 million ka hai… lagta hai tere dimag par kuch jyada hee asar hua hai… chal seedhe se sign kar… warna tere pichhwade me danda dalkar sign karwane me time nahi lagega…”
“sign kar behanchod….”Chongeshwar bhi taav me aate hue bola…
“sign toh karwa loge….. lekin saabit kaise karoge…… main toh abhi….. yahi…. Swikar karta hoon….. NH-6 ki loot…. maine ki…. Par court me saabit…. kaise kar..karoge….”bolte hue main khasne laga aur bahut der tak khasta raha…aur phhir lambi-lambi saans bharkar aage bolne ki koshish ki… par phhir se khasne laga….
“ k..k..ki..kiiiisi Victim ne shakl… tak nahi dekhi hai meri…. Aur… aur… is khasi ki toh….. pani la be chodu… I mean, chongu”
“kya bola be tu… phhir se bol…”mera collar pakad kar wo bola…
“pani la be chongu…. Ye bola... aur beta wormhole kya hota hai, padh lena. Agli class me puchhunga… warna abb…abki baar teri behan ka number lagaunga aur aisi-aisi lines marunga ki aankh se aansu ki jagah khoon niklega… ab dekh kya raha hai, T.I. se revolver chheen aur pura revolver khali kar de.. aur bheje me marna, Bachna nahi magta apun ko….”
“teri toh…”mujhe table se neeche girakar marne ke liye Chongu apna laat uthaya hee tha ki T.I. ne use hadka kar rukne ke liye kaha… jiske baad mujhe phhir se table me bithaya gaya….
“kya bol raha tha tu ki hum log saabit nahi kar payenge… bata toh kaise…”
“pahle paani… Chongu paani la……”lambi-lambi saans bharte hue maine kaha…
jispar Chongu is baar bhi gussa hua par T.I. ke kahne par usne mujhe paani lakar diya… Mujhe pyas toh lagi thi, par phhir maine Chongeshwar ki taraf haste hue dekha…
“hat lawda…. thulle”
Jispar T.I. meri taraf dekhkar pahle apna daant chaba aur phhir ekdum shant aawaz me bola…
“yadi tujhe maarne par tere marne ka dar nahi hota na… toh maa kasam, tujhe marte dum tak maarta… isliye ab bol aur tu, Chongeshwar… ja, bhagkar ek chay lekar aa…”
Maine T.I. ki vardi ke star toh dekh liye the, par uska name nahi dekha tha… isliye maine uski vardi me uska name dekha…
“Madhure… huh, bakwas name…”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 118

“chal aage bol.. bata ki humlog kaise saabit nahi kar payenge”
“mujhe batana toh nahi chahiye… par… anyway. mujhe pakadne ke baad mere room ki talashi toh li hee hogi… kya mila mere room se…”
Jispar T.I. Madhure ne Shriwas ki taraf apna rookh kiya aur us-se puchha ki mere room se kya-kya mila hai…
“main hee bata deta hoon ki kya mila hai..”Shriwas ke bolne se pahle hee maine kaha “ek desi katta, ek revolver jo Maine aapse hee chheeni thi, pachas hazar cash… ek mobile, mobile ke andar do sim card…ek memory card, jisme 20-30 hd quality me bf hongi… bas.. aur please bf delete mat karna… Baki kisi bhi victim ne mera chehra nahi dekha… court me kaise saabit karoge…”
“bete, abhi tu utna bada nahi hua ki police ko chutiya bana sake… tera pichhla record hai mere paas… upar se tere room me katta mila hai, Gun Smuggling ke case me thok dunga… uspar S.P. Dangi ki gawahi… aur yadi chah loon toh Aradhna name ki jis laundi ne tere karan suicide kiya tha… uska case bhi uske baap ke jariye reopen kara du… ispar se tune jo jungle me do dhamake kiye the.. aatankwadi ghosit kar sakta hoon… tujhe jail me sadane ke liye saboot ki zaroorat nahi hai mujhe… tere kand hee kafi tujhe jail me sadane ke liye…”
“aur ye sab hoga us Dangi ki gawahi se…? jiske saamne hee maine collector ke ladke ko pela tha… wo us samay kuch nahi kar paya toh ab kya kar lega… rahi baat in kands ki jinke dum pe mujhe andar bhejna chahte ho toh… main khud ko pagal ghosit kar dunga…. Jiski gawahi pata hai kaun-kaun denge…. RVC me rahne wale Desai ko toh jaante hee hoge… uski beti-Nisha, usi ki tarah rahis uski kuch friends… Press Editor-Varun, Sharda Enterprises ke General Manager ki beti-Supriya Sehgal, Sharda Enterprises ki hee Executive Manager- Vandana Rathi… aur police department ke do log… Inspector-Shriwas aur Constable-Shiva Prasad….”Shriwas aur Shiva Prasad ki taraf muskurate hue dekh kar maine kaha “ Ek baar bhid chuke hai mujhse aur court me mera lawyer in dono se hee kabool karwa lega ki meri dimagi halat kuch thik nahi hai… jiske baad main judge ko bhi jaan se marne ki dhamki dunga, phhir toh wo mujhe pakka pagalkhane bhejega aur main kuch mahine me riha…”
T.I. Madhure shant hua aur Shriwas ko apne sath bahar le gaya… is dauran main wahi baitha baki policewalo ko dekhta raha… T.I. mujhe sahi banda lag raha tha, par in bakiyo par mujhe bilkul bhi bharosa nahi tha… khaskar ke us chogeshwar par… kya pata kab pel de... waha se bahar T.I. gaya toh Shriwas ke sath tha par wapas wo akele aaya… zaroor usne Shriwas ko koyi zaroori kaam saunpa hoga…
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“katta mila hai tere paas se, uspar teri ungaliyo ke nishan….”
“bluff mat maro…. Kuch bhi karne ke baad main sabse pahle saboot mitata hoon.. room aane ke baad sabse pahle maine katte se apni ungaliyo ke nishan hee mitaye the… kisi ke nishan nahi hai usme… aur jo 50k cash hai.. wo bhi chori ke nahi hai, chori walo ko toh maine thikane laga diya… usko trace karte rahna, lamba hath maroge… mera matlab aisa aadmi pakad me aayega, jiski taalash me kab se ho tum log…”
“kahna kya….”Madhure bol hee raha tha ki Shriwas beech me aa tapka
“sir… maine us-se contact kiya hai… jis ambulance ko isne loota tha, unme mauzood ek shaks ne kaha hai ki wo ise dekhega toh pahchan jayega… yadi iske chehre par khoon dalkar uske saamne le jaye toh wo ise pahchan jayega….”
“ab fasa ye… ab bol…”
“shit…”
“rook ab tu… thodi der me wo aadmi aayega aur tujhe pahchan le bas… phhir ghusega andar aur abki baar nahi bachega,beta tu….. Shriwas..”
“haan sir…”
“usko bula thane, jisne ise khoon me sana hua dekha hai… bas wo ise pahchan le ek baar… phhir Chongu… sorry, Chogeshwar… tu apna badla le lena is-se… jaan se bas mat marna baki… jo karna hoga kar lena… bahut din baad kisi case me maza aaya hai… mann changa ho gaya pura…. Shiva Prasad chay manga ek…”
“par abhi-abhi toh laya tha…”
“abey toh ek aur manga…. Chay peene me kono burayi thodi hai”
Madhure waha se utha aur mujhe dhamki dekar waha se jaane laga….
“mere khayal se…….”Madhure ko rokne ke liye maine kaha “mere khayal se… aapke liye ye jyada important hoga ki Rajat Singh Bairangi kaise mara bajay iske ki wo ambulance kisne loota aur kaise loota… waise bhi wo budhau mara nahi… par marega zaroor.. aaj nahi toh ek-do hafte baad… par Rajat Singh Bairangi….”
Ye sunkar Madhure ke bahar jate kadam ekdum se rook gaye
“tu kaise jaanta hai, Rajat Bairangi ko…”
“isme jan-na kya hai, kayi hafto tak uske marne ki khabar newspaper me aayi thi… sath me ye bhi ki uski maa ka mansik santulan bigad gaya tha, is khabar ke baad… toh kya decision nikala tha.. Rajat Singh Bairangi ke maut ka.. kahi sach toh nahi maan liya ki asthama ka marij hone ke karan talab me saans phoolne se uski maut ho gayi”
“jab uske dost mandir ke andar the tab Rajat Bairangi pavitra kund me nahane gaya aur kyunki wo asthama ka patient tha uski saans phoolne se wo wahi kund me doob gaya….”
“seems logical… par kya uske dosto ki chhan-been ki…”
“ek Nagpur ka local hai, ek Haryana se, ek Bihar se aur ek Uttar Pradesh se… wo sab Rajat ke college friends the… maine unka bayan bhi liya tha… family background bhi check kiya tha. clear hai…”
“yadi mera bhi family background check karoge toh wo bhi clear hee niklega…”
“unka bayan liya tha maine unhone kaha ki Rajat unhe bina bataye kund me nahane utar gaya, jab wo sab mandir ke andar the… unhone Rajat ko aas-paas dhoondha bhi, par wo unhe kahi nahi mila… toh unhe laga ki shayad Rajat car ke paas hoga, isliye wo Mandir ke peechhe bane kund ki taraf jaane ki bajay car ki taraf gaye…. Par Rajat waha bhi nahi tha…. ek minute…. Par main ye sab tujhe kyun bata raha hoon.. aur Shriwas tune us ambulance wale ko call kiya ya nahi…”
“abhi karta hoon…”bolkar Shriwas waha se bahar jaane laga…
“kya ho, agar main bolu ki Rajat ko uske dosto ne hee dooba kar mara hai toh… sochane wali baat hai…”maine kaha jis-se Shriwas jaha tha, wahi rook gaya aur Madhure pahle ke mafiq bina expression change kiye mujhe dekhta raha….
“sir, ye sendi laga raha hai… iski baat mat suno…” Shriwas ne Madhure se kaha… “pura dimag se khatam hai, kisi se bhi kuch bhi bolta rahta hai…”
“thik hai phhir… mat suno aur mujhe andar kar do… lekin tab kya hoga jab Siddhart Singh Bairangi ko pata chalega ki Police walo ne jaan-buchkar uske bete ke khoon aur khooni ko chhipaya… bahut bhayankar marega tum sabko band karke…”
“5 minute… sab bak”apne hath ki paancho ungaliya mujhe dikhate hue Madhure ne kaha “aur Shriwas, tu us aadmi ko chhod aur turant Bairangi ke ghar me call karke bol ki humlog waha aa rahe hai… unke bete ki maut se related kuch information hai humare paas… aur tu, Shiva Prasad… tu kya sun raha hai.. ja bhagkar chay le aa aur tu, kya name hai tera… tu jo jaanta hai bak dal aur saboot ke sath…”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 119

“aapko pata hai sir, maine kafi online aur offline news padhi Rajat Singh Bairangi ke maut ko lekar… bahut dimag lagaya, par kahi se koyi clue hee nahi mil raha tha… jiske baad maine iske baare me sochna chhod diya, par phhir ekdin main flashback me gaya… aapko bata doon ki main aksar flashback me jata rahta hoon ya phhir time travel… abhi main ispe sure nahi hoon, matlab na toh ise completely flashback bola ja sakta hai aur na hee completely time travel… kyunki jab-jab past me jakar maine ghatnao ko change karne ki koshish ki… toh uske consequences change hee nahi hue. Time travel… aap jaante ho na time travel kya chiz hai… aapne Physics padhi hai ? mera matlab aapne 11th me kaun sa subject liya tha… actually, main kahna ye chah raha hoon ki… time travel physical way me lagbhag impossible hai kyunki yadi time travel possible hota toh… yani past, present, future teeno ka alag-alag astitva hota toh future ke log time travel karke kab ka humare paas nahi aa gaye hote…? Ya phhir ek theory ye bhi hai ki past kisi bhi time-space me exist hee nahi karta… Isiliye physical way me, ye impossible hai lekin yadi baat ki jaye brain ke through time travel ki toh…”
“sun be… dimag mat khiska tu mera.. jitna puchh raha hoon utna bata…”
“matlab 11th me commerce ya arts liya tha… hai na.. never mind”
“Arts…”
“thik hai phhir mudde pe aata hoon… yadi Rajat Bairangi apne dosto ke sath ghoomne gaya tha toh wo akele us kund ya taalab me nahane kyun ghusega. upar se jab use maloom ho ki wo asthama ka patient hai… wo bhi apne dosto ko bina bataye… mera matlab main toh aisa kabhi nahi karta aur uske dosto ne bayan diya kiya ki wo log Rajat ke na milne par car ki taraf gaye… ab gaur karne wali baat ye hai ki jaha parking-varking ki suvidha hai.. wo mandir se 400 meters ki doori par hai… 400 meters….? Utni door bhala koyi kyun jayega, upar se jab wo waha ghoomne gaye the toh plan bhi banaya hoga ki kitne baje tak unhe wapas aana hai aur according to news paper, wo sham ko wapas aane wale the. isliye Rajat Singh Bairangi ke naa milne par mandir ke aas-paas dhoondhane ki bajay seedhe car ki taraf jane ka uske dosto ka bayan.. irrelevant hai. kabhi statements wale question aapne solve kiya hai, jisme do-teen statements diye rahte hai aur choice diya rahta hai ki… kaun-kaun se statements sahi hai. usme jo-jo statements irrelevant hote hai usko elimination method se hatakar answer mark karna hota hai… same concept. uske dost jhooth bol rahe hai… off season hone ke karan us din mandir me unke siwa koyi nahi tha, un charo ne Rajat ko jabran dooba-dooba kar mara hai…”
“saboot kya hai….”
“us-se pahle mera ek sawal…. Aapko mere ghar ka mera matlab mere flat ka mera matlab E-6 ka thikana kaise mila… jabki main toh police ko jungle me bahut peechhe pachhad chuka tha…. E-6 me main rahta hoon iski khabar kaisi mili aapko….”
Mere is sawal par Madhure muskuraya aur ek hath me Shiva Prasad se chay ka cup lekar, dusare hath me apni revolver nikal kar mujhe dikhate hue bola…
“yaad hai, tune mujhse ye revolver chheena tha…”
“haan…toh..”
“iske andar electronic sensor hai…. jo GPS ki tarah kaam karta hai… Shriwas, kya name tha iska.. arm telem..”
“firearm telematics…”pura karte hue maine kaha “iske jariye ye pata chalta hai ki gun kaha hai, kis disha me kaise fix hai aur kitne round fire ho chuke hai… salaa… maine socha nahi tha ki India me itni jaldi aa jayegi ye technique… anyway.. Rajat Singh ke jin char dosto ke aapne naam liye unme se do Daddu ke aadmi hai… matlab hai charo Daddu ke aadmi par do ko main sabit kar sakta hoon… jo Daddu ke gang me shamil hee isiliye hue the… taaki Rajat Bairangi ko uda sake… phhir Daddu ne unhe Nagpur ke us college me bheja… jaha Rajat Bairangi padhta tha… unki umra kam thi, isliye kisi ne shaq nahi kiya…”
“tu Daddu ko kaise jaanta hai…”chauk-kar chay ka cup side me rakhte hue Madhure bola aur Shriwas ke aalawa sabko bahar bhej diya…
“mere room se jo katta mila hai, wo usi se khareeda hai… par aage main bolu, us-se pahle mujhe surety chahiye ki main yaha se bedaag niklunga….”
“ye possible nahi hai..”
“Siddharth Bairangi possible karega…. Aur waise bhi NH-6 ke loot ka pura ilzaam Daddu ke upar daal dena, sath me aaj ka bomb visfot bhi… tareeka main batata hoon”
“Daddu teri ghar ki kheti hai kya be… Siddharth Bairangi toh kuch ukhad nahi paya aaj tak… tu kya kar lega… tu use in chindi cases me fasana chahta hai… abey ek saal pahle Ganga-jamuna ke sabse bheed-bhad ilake me ek LIC agent ka gala ret diya tha aur koyi kuch ukhad tak nahi paya… kyunki itni jansankhya me kisi ko kya fark padta hai… sab do-char din ke baad bhool jate hai…”
“I’m with you on that… lekin abki baar koyi aam chutiya nahi balki , Bairangi ka launda… sorry , respect… ladka mara hai aur rahi baat Daddu ke nikalne ki toh……. Use criminal ghosit mat karo… aatankvadi ghosit karo… phhir koyi nahi bacha payega use…”
“aur wo kaise…”pura chay ek ghoot me marte hue Madhure bola… abhi tak toh wo normally meri baat me react kar raha tha par abki baar wo khud ke emotions ya expression.. jo bhi bolte hai, uspe control nahi kar paya aur muh se saans lete hue Shriwas ki taraf bade ashcharya se dekhne laga…
“wo main Sidharth uncle ke ghar pe bataunga… taaki unhe bhi toh Shri Arman ke baare me pata chale… warna pura credit khud le loge…. Aur ek baat, mujhe bewkoof banane ki koshish mat karna… kyunki maine isme 1440 ghante waste kiye hai. in short, I’m eminently eminent, Yaani utkrisht roop se utkrisht. waise mere original plan me police shamil nahi thi… par kya fark padta hai... toh chale…”
“chal.. par uske pahle…ek…”
“ek chay.. kyunki… chay peene me kono burayi thodi hai…”
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Main, T.I. Madhure aur S.I. Shriwas… Bairangi ke bunglow me pahuche… Bairangi kahne ke liye bas ex-mla tha… waha ki protection toh aisi thi jaise koyi bahut bada cabinet minister ho… mujhe kafi utsukta thi, is baat ko lekar ki Siddharth Bairangi dikhta kaisa hoga.. kya wo Daddu ki tarah kadak, jordar, tez-tarrar hoga ya phhir single haddi… maine newspaper me uski ek passport size photo dekhi thi, par photo kuch saaf nahi thi, isliye filhal yaha aane se pahle main uske huliye ka bas andaza laga sakta tha…
“baithiye, wo thodi der me aayenge…”ek jawan ladke ne hume ek room me baithaya aur waha se chala gaya…
Us ladke ke waha se jaane ke baad maine sofe me apna sar tikaya aur sar tika-kar apni aankhe band kar li, kyunki ab dheere-dheere puri body me ajeeb-ajeeb tarah ka feel ho raha tha aur main bas aankh band karke sona chahta tha par jaise hee maine apni aankhe band ki, mera sar itni bhayankar tarike se ghooma ki… jaise ganja piya hua hoon. mujhe kuch hosh-o-hawas hee nahi raha… tabhi mere dimag me ek picture ghoomi… jisme kisi jagah, jaha kafi andhera tha… waha koyi ladki lahu-luhan padi thi… uska chehra mujhe bilkul bhi nahi dikh raha tha par aawaz jani-pahchani thi aur jab maine us ladki ko dekha toh usne ektak mera name liya….
“please mujhe mat maro… tum jo bologe main karungi…”
“aye…. Uth… kya hua… so gaya kya… uth….”
“kuch nahi…”apni aankhe band kiye hue hee main bola “mujhe aisa lagta hai jaise…. maine abhi-abhi kisi ka khoon kiya hai…”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 120

“mazak mat kar sir ke saamne… chal thik se baith…”
Mujhe laga Bairangi aa gaya hoga par ye Bairangi nahi tha… yeee toh police uniform me hai… acha… Superintendent of police…
“hello sir…”maine apna hath S.P. ki taraf badhaya… par mujhse hath milana toh door usne meri taraf dekha tak nahi aur Madhure se puchha…
“yahi hai wo…”
“haan sir, yahi hai…”
“aur tu bina mujhe bataye ise seedhe yaha le aaya… dimag kaha hai tera ? seedhe Bairangi ko call karne ki kya zaroorat thi… tu police ke liye kaam karta hai ya Bairangi ke liye…. Aainda aisa nahi hona chahiye aur tu…. Kya jaanta hai tu…”
“wo toh main…. Bairangi ji ko hee bataunga…. Kisi aur pe bharosa nahi kar sakta main…”
“star dekh ke kuch bola kar… is jile ka S.P. hoon main… koyi mamooli T.I. ya S.I. nahi...”
“toh…?”khada hone ki koshish karte hue maine kaha…
Aur hum dono ke beech ye toh…toh … wali chugalbandi hoti uske pahle hee Madhure uthkar S.P. ke paas pahucha aur uske kaan me sari baat batane laga…. aur Madhure apni jagah par wapas aaya toh S.P. kafi der tak meri taraf aise dekhta raha… jaise usne sakshat bhagwan ke darshan kar liye ho….
“tu khada kyun hai…”Madhure ne mujhse puchha…
“Bairangi ji ka bulawa aayega….”
“tujhe kaise pata…”
“sixth sense… ab bhi kaam karta hai mera…”
“kya matlab…”
“matlab ye ki….”samane darwaje ke bahar ek shaks ko jis room me hum baithe the, us taraf aate dekh maine kaha… “matlab ye ki… Bairangi ji aa gaye…. Hello sir…”
“kaun ye aur Bairangi….hahaha…”wo teeno ek sath mujhpar has pade….
“ye Bairangi nahi hai…?”Madhure ki taraf dekhkar maine puchha…
“abey chutiye, ye Bairangi ka naukar hai… aur chay-pani puchhane aaya hai… bahut badhiya hai tera sixth sense… yadi Rajat ke bhi case me tera sixth sense aisa hee raha na toh… Bairangi hee tujhe marwa dega… Daddu se kam mat samajhna Bairangi ko….”
“hat sala..role marne ke chakkar me bezzati ho gayi….”chup-chap dande ka sahara lekar baith-te hue maine kaha…
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Naukar ne kisko kya chahiye wo puchha aur waha se chalta bana… Madhure ne as expected chay ka order diya tha aur maine daru ka… par mujhe nahi lagta ki Bairangi ka naukar daru lekar aayega…. Kyunki usne mere daru bolne par jis tareeke se ghoora tha, mujhe nahi lagta ki wo mere liye daru layega…..
“isko bhi pelunga lawda, mujhe aankh dikhata hai… tu mil bahar”
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Aur phhir Bairangi ne room me entry mari… uske sath, uske peechhe, uska naukar tha, jo hath me chay ki tray liye hue tha…
“ye toh khatam insaan hai… dekh ke lagta hai ki kal hee mar jayega… marna mat be madarchod, warna lawde lag jayenge mere…..”Bairangi ko dekhkar muskurate hue maine socha….
Sidharth Singh Bairangi 65-70 saal ka, wheelchair me sawar budhau tha…mujhe toh laga tha ki Daddu ki tarah hast-pust randi chodne wala hoga… lekin iski wheel-chair toh khud koyi dusara dhakel raha tha… par Bairangi tha bahut manners wala… usne sabse hath jodkar namaskar kiya aur phhir mujhe dekh ke kuch ishara kiya…
“sorry.. main samjha nahi…”
“sarkar puchh rahe hai ki aapki ye halat kaise hui…”uske peechhe khade naukar ne mujhe kaha…
“in logo ne….”Madhure ki taraf ungali karke maine kaha…
Aur mere ungali karte hee Madhure jo bade maje lekar chay pee raha tha, wo khasne laga… iske baad Bairangi ki taraf se S.P. ne pahal ki, usne bhi mujhse wahi sawal puchhe jo Madhure ne thane me baitha ke puchha tha…
“tujhe kaise pata ki wo charo Daddu ke aadmi the…”
“kuch hafte pahle Ganga-Jamuna ke nale se ek ladki ki laash mili hogi… name mujhe pata nahi, par uska khoon mere aankho ke saamne hua tha… Daddu ne mujhe darane ke liye mujhe pura live show dikhaya tha”
“kaun ladki…”
“apne hath peechhe mat hatao…wo ladki koyi aur nahi balki aap hee ke department ke liye kaam kar rahi thi aur isiliye Daddu ne use jaan se mar dala…”
Mere ye bolte hee Bairangi, S.P. ko dekhkar saanp ki tarah fusfusaya… jis-se S.P. ki hawa tight hui…
“haan.. haan yaad aaya… mujhe uski maut ka afsos hai…”
“wakayi…”
“haan..”
“kamal hai dekh ke toh aisa nahi lagta…khair, uske marne ke baad Police ne uska sath chhod diya, lekin…”
“lekin… tu pahle ye bata ki tu waha Daddu ke sath kya kar raha tha… ? Bairangi ji, kahi ye ladka hume double cross toh nahi kar raha…”
“uspe baad me aayenge… toh jis ladki ko tum logo ne marne ke liye chhod diya, maine Jagat ke through, jo ki Sharda Vihar me kaam karta hai….us ladki ke bhai se contact kiya… jis-se mujhe ye pata chala ki wo kuch saal pahle Daddu ke yaha hee kaam karta tha aur shadi hone ke baad usne Daddu ka kaam chhod diya tha. aksar hum log nayi zindagi jeene ka sapna dekhte hai… usne bhi dekha. Par uska yahi sapna uski behan ki zindagi le dooba… mera matlab khunnas me Daddu ne uski behan ko, jab wo maal bani toh jabran Ajmeri bai ke kothe ki veshya bana diya… Bairangi ji… aapke bete ke jo wo char dost the, unse Rajat ki friendship college me hee hui thi… aur Engineering complete kiye hue unhe ek saal beet chuka tha yani ki kul milakar hue paanch saal aur wo jab Daddu se mile the tab mera wo aadmi Daddu ke yaha hee kaam karta tha… us bechare ko Daddu ko chhodna kafi mahanga pada… pahle uski behan veshya bani aur jab uski behan ko Daddu ne berahmi se maar diya toh wo Daddu ke khilaf na jaye, isliye Daddu ne uski biwi ko bhi Ajmeri bai ke kothe ki rakhail bana diya hai… khair ye badi baat nahi hai, aise logo ke sath aisa hee hona chahiye… we all have to pay the prize for our sins and if you didn’t , then you will…. toh maine usi aadmi ko news paper me chhape aapke bete ke dosto ki jab tasveer dikhayi toh usne do ko turant pahchan liya…”
“chal thik hai.. maan le ki hum Daddu ko police custody me lete hai, lekin uska kya hoga… wo bol dega ki ye mere purane aadmi the.. ab uska unse koyi lena-dena nahi hai… tujhe kya lagta hai ki humne Daddu ko kabhi remand ya custody par nahi liya ? humne kayi baar use remand par liya hai… lekin wo har baar aise hee hathkande apna kar nikal jata hai… uske sare gande kaam me aise log faste hai jinka us-se koyi connection nahi hota… ab in char ladko k…..”S.P. mere saamne apni baat rakh hee raha tha ki Bairangi ji ki gand fat gayi…
mera matlab, wo rone lage… aur bahut jor-jor se rone lage… matlab itne jor se ki mujhe bhi unki halat dekh-kar bura laga…. kahi suna tha ki aaulaad ki maut se bada dukh ek maa-baap ke liye koyi dusara nahi hota.. Bairangi apne launde ko toh nahi bacha paya, par mere jariye wo badla toh le hee sakta tha. bas use meri kuch shart bas man-ni thi. jisme ek shart ye bhi thi ki.. yadi main aur Daddu, hum dono yadi aaj raat ke baad zinda bach gaye toh mujhe jail me Daddu se 5 minute free time chahiye. jisme main pahle 3 minute use bahut maarta aur phhir aakhiri ke 2 minute me use maarne ka reason batata………………..

 

[The Immortal]

Update 121

Bairangi apne bete ka naam le-lekar ro raha tha aur aise ro raha tha ki uske naak, muh sab jagah se material bahar aa raha tha…. main Bairangi ko yun mere saamne rota dekh kafi der tak dekhta raha… kabhi-kabhi mujhe kafi bura lagta toh kabhi-kabhi hasi aati… main khud kafi confuse tha ki main aakhir dikhana kya chahta hoon is sabke bawzood maine apni in dono feelings ko daba kar rakha hua tha aur dabane me main bahut mahir hoon, phhir chahe wo feelings ho ya doodh……
Khair, Bairangi ko rota dekh S.P. role marte hue turant khada hokar unhe dilasa dene laga aur naukar ko kaha ki… wo Bairangi ji ko waha se le jaye… aur is tarah Bairangi ji apne bete ke naam se rote hue waha se chale gaye….
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“toh saabit kaise karega ki un char ladko ne Daddu ke kahne par Rajat ka khoon kiya hai…”Bairangi ke waha se jaane ke baad wapas mudde par aate hue S.P. ne kaha
“main ye saabit nahi kar paunga… main kaise saabit kar sakta hoon, abhi aapne hee toh kaha ki Daddu kafi chalak hai, wo apne kand un logo se karwata hai jinka us-se koyi connection nahi hota…. Ye sab toh maine Bairangi ji ki attention paane ke liye kiya, you know, I’m attention seeking whore”
“phhir kya yaha jhakk marne ke liye laya hai… Rajat ke maut par toh hume bhi Daddu par shaq tha”chilla kar S.P. bola…
“aapke is sawal par main aapke us sawal ka jawab dunga, jisme aapne mujhse puchha tha ki… us din jab wo ladki mere aankho ke saamne mari thi toh main waha kya kar raha tha… par pahle mujhe cigarette chahiye… mera gala sookh raha hai…”
“gala sookh raha hai toh paani pee na…”
“gala sookhne par paani aamlog peete hai, main cigarette peeta hoon.. this is The Arman Style…”
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Maine Police walo par lead le li thi isliye yadi ab main unki behan ki choot bhi magta to bhi wo mujhe dete, phhir toh yaha sirf cigarette ki baat thi… Shriwas turant gaya aur Cigarette ka packet lekar aaya…
“yeeee… ye wali nahi peeta main… isme jab dhua andar leta hoon toh seena nahi jalta… mujhe seena jalane wali cigarette chahiye.. warna peene ka maja hee kya… ja bhagkar dusara lekar aa…”
“kyaaaa… kya… kya bola tu…”taav me aakar Shriwas bola…
“I said… dusara lekar aa… dusara… mahangi wali, wo nahi jo tu peeta hai… chal ja ab… ghoorta kya hai”
“sir.. ye mujhse aise kaise baat kar raha hai…”S.P. se shikayat karte hue Shriwas bola…
“ye bhai.. tu jana… jaldi se dusara packet le ke aa… kyun itta bhav kha raha hai…”Madhure ne Shriwas se kaha “aur jab jaa hee raha hai toh, ek cup chay ke
liye bhi bol dena… waise maine chay pee toh abhi hee thi, par phhir se pee lunga… wo kya hai ki chay peene me kono burayi toh hai nahi… kyun S.P. sahab”
Shriwas mere liye cigarette lene gaya aur idhar maine phhir se bolna chalu kiya…
“ toh aapke is sawal par ki main ye kaise saabit karunga ki Daddu ke kahne par un char logo ne Rajat ka khoon kiya… aapke is sawal par main aapke us sawal ka jawab dunga, jisme aapne mujhse puchha tha… ki… us din jab wo ladki mere aankho ke saamne mari thi toh main waha kya kar raha tha… ! main us din waha Daddu ko 100 desi katte ka order dene gaya tha, jisme se ek main sample ke taur par laya bhi tha… jo ki Madhure ji ki hirasat me hai…”
Iske baad Madhure aur S.P. ne jo reaction diya use dekh kar maine jana ki waha main akela nahi tha jo apni feelings daba raha tha. kyunki mere sau katte ki order ki baat sunkar wo dono normal hee rahe… aisa sirf do hee condition me ho sakta tha… first, ya toh wo apni feelings daba rahe the ya phhir, second… unhe ye sab pahle se hee maloom tha aur wo Daddu se mile hue honge. I prefer the first option.
“haan sir… sahi bol raha hai ye… iske room se desi katta mila hai… thik usi model ka, jo model Daddu smuggling karta hai… par jaldbazi me main jyada soch nahi paya”chay ka peg apne hath me uthakar Madhure bola….
“mujhe pata hai ki aap sab yahi soch rahe honge ki main kaun hoon aur main sau desi katto ka kya karunga, kaha le jaunga, kise dunga… wagerah-wagerah… par sach kahu toh main isi jariye Daddu ko fasana chahta tha… mujhe un guns se koyi lena-dena nahi… use aap rakh sakte ho.. Daddu ka maal pakdo, use naxalite ya aatankwadi ghosit karke goli mar do ya jail me dal do… mujhe koyi matlab nahi..”
“ab sari baat clear ho gayi….”S.P. bola“tu bolta hai tujhe koyi matlab nahi… par main shuru se hee soch raha hoon ki jab tujhe koyi matlab nahi toh phhir tu Daddu se bhida kyun.. tune NH-6 me loot-maar ki, Daddu se deal ki, Rajat Bairangi ke khoon ka sabot yaha Bairangi ji ko diya… par kyun.. mere khayal se tujhe pahle se hee andaza tha ki NH-6 me humlog tujhe ek na ek din pakad hee lenge isliye tune bachne ke liye Rajat Bairangi ke maut ki jaanch-padtal ki aur Bairangi ji ko botal me utara…. Phhir Daddu ko pakadwane ka lalach dekar tu police walo ko botal me utarna chah raha hai… yadi sabko milaya jaye toh result ye nikalta hai ki tune laakho ki loot ki aur phhir aise hee bachkar nikal jayega… Police kahi ise baad me dhokha na de de… isiliye tune bete ki maut se tadap rahe Bairangi ji ko apne paksha me kiya… taaki baad me kuch bhi ho Bairangi ji, us shaks ka sath toh kabhi nahi chhodenge, jisne unke sabse bade dushman aur unke bete ke khooni ko pakadwaya… sab teri chaal thi aur hum isme faste gaye… hume tujhe kabhi yaha nahi lana chahiye tha.. ye sari baate toh tu waise bhi hume batata, aaj nahi toh kal… pyar se nahi toh maar se…”
“kamal hai, toh ab Daddu ko chhodkar main Police ka dushman ho gaya… aapne Ganga-Jamuna ke drishya nahi dekha… aapne un ladkiyo ki aur un ladkiyo ke pariwar walo ki zindagi nahi dekhi… jinko Daddu chand paiso ke laalach me rakhail bana deta hai… uspar se aap log kuch karte nahi aur yaha main kuch kar raha hoon, kanoon ki madad kar raha hoon toh aapko problem ho rahi hai…? ab iske badle maine chand rupaye loote toh isme kya burayi hai… maine ulta logo ko sikhaya hai ki unhe raat me apne ghar se nikalte waqt apni safety ke baare me bhi sochna chahiye aur yadi mujhe yaha nahi late toh bhi main yaha se nikal jata… kyunki pahle main ek plan banata hoon aur phhir us ek plan ke liye dusara aur phhir us dusare ke liye teesara… is tarah ye continuous chalte rahta hai aur mere paas infinite plans hote hai, kisi bhi situation se nikalne ke liye… so trust me, you cant do much in my case. I’m the best and the beast…”
“karne kya wala tha un desi katto ka…”
“Haryana me char random jagah par Daddu un katto ko deliver karta…”
“ Guns Haryana ke liye kab niklenge…”
“time kya hua hai…”
“5 pm”
“ 4 ghante baad yani 8 baje guns Haryana ke liye niklenge….7 baje main Daddu ko call karunga, wo mujhe apna wo gupt adda batayega jaha mujhe jakar bache hue 2-3 laakh rupaye dene honge… phhir main Daddu ko call kar-kar ke root bataunga aur wo apne aadmiyo ko…”
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“aapko, sarkar bula rahe hai upar…”isi beech Bairangi ka naukar room me daakhil hua aur mujhse bola…

 

[The Immortal]

Update 122

“main bhi chalta hoon..”apni jagah se khada hokar S.P. ne kaha, par Bairangi ke naukar ne kaha ki sirf mujhe hee bulane ke liye kaha hai…
Main waha se utha aur dheere-dheere naukar ke peechhe jaane laga… mujhe laga tha ki upar ki seedhiya chadhte hue Bairangi ka naukar meri madad karega… par, usne ek baar jo aage chalna shuru kya kiya…. Behanchod chalta hee gaya. wo toh mann nahi tha mera, warna jis lathi ke sahare main chal raha tha, wahi fek ke marta.
Istarah langdate hue, railings pakad-pakad kar main Bairangi ke room me pahucha. Bairangi apne room me wheelchair me ek kone me chup-chap baitha tha… uska naukar mujhe waha chhodkar chala gaya, jiske baad Bairangi kafi samay tak khamosh raha… kafi samay tak matlab kafi samay tak… jis dauran time pass karne ke liye main Bairangi ke room me nazar daudane laga.. Bairangi ke room ki deewaro me ek taraf mural thi matlab deewaro par jo artwork ya painting ki jati hai… wahi… jisme ek aurat thi, khud Bairangi tha aur uska launda… jo kisi park ke saamne khade the. main kafi der tak us wall mural ko dekhta raha tab mujhe dhyan aaya ki ye jo park ya garden hai ye Bairangi ke ghar me hee toh hai. uske baad bhi jab Bairangi ne mujhse kuch nahi kaha toh main chhat ki taraf dekhne laga… aur main ye jaankar aashcharya-chakit rah gaya ki uske room me kahi bhi fan nahi hai… matlab aisa kaise ho sakta hai…
“AC be…”
“phhir bhi…”
“abey, tu jo karne aaya hai wo karna…”
“bahut attitude hai mere andar… main aage se baat nahi karunga.”bolkar main Bairangi ke room ka size, deewaro ki height calculate karne laga aur kafi der tak karta raha…
“tum..he… tumhe isss… iske badle me kyaaaa chahiye…”jor lagakar Bairangi bola…
“kabhi pankha lagwaoge toh yaha lagwana…”chhat me ek taraf ungali dikha kar maine kaha “aur pankhe ka size 56” rahna chahiye…”
“maine ye nahi puchha tha shayad…”
“kuch der ke liye 3 laakh rupaye… jo Daddu ko pakadne ke baad police aapko wapas kar degi.. mere upar saare loot-maar ke case ka rafa-dafa aur yadi police Daddu ko pakad legi toh uske sath lockup me paaaaanch… paaaanch minute”maine kaha aur apna sar dabane laga… “ achanak se tez dard kyun shuru hua… bas aaj raat bhar sath de de… phhir tera ilaaz karaunga”
“jo tum kar rahe ho, wo beshak mere liye toh nahi kar rahe… phhir bhi main tumhara sath dunga, lekin tumhare crimes ki puri file gayab karna… ye mumkin nahi hai… kuch rules hote hai.. jise hume follow karna padta hai, jinhe toda nahi jaa sakta..”
“isiliye aaj tak Daddu ko Police daboch nahi payi, warna.. anyway, what I want to say is … sometimes we have to break the rules in order to protect them…”
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Aur phhir sham ko 7 baje maine Daddu ko call kiya, usne mujhe ek address bataya jaha mujhe us-se final mulaqat karni thi. jis jagah mujhe Daddu ne bulaya tha main waha pahle bhi ja chuka tha… exact waha nahi, par us jagah ke paas hee wo eorkshop tha, jaha se maine silencer banwaya tha. Police ne mujhe taiyar karke bole toh pata nahi kya-kya mere andar fit karne lage… yaha tak ki mera makeup bhi kiya taaki mere chehre ke nishan mit jaye…
“Daddu ne talashi le li toh..? mera mobile trace karte rahna… location toh mil hee jayega… waise bhi dusara tracker kaam pe laga hua hai… ”maine kaha..
“aaj se pahle usne kabhi taalashi li hai teri…?”chay ka cup uthakar Madhure ne puchha…
“nahi…”
“phhir… aaj kya usko sapna aayega. Waise bhi tere bomb dhamake aur colony me tere arrest hone ki news kahi bahar nahi gayi hai… isliye Daddu ke liye tu ab bhi wahi hai, jo kal tha…”
“done…”thumbup karke maine kaha…
“tujhe Shriwas, auto me baithakar us jagah le jayega.. par Shriwas par jyada depend mat rahna kyunki wo tujhe chhodkar waha se turant wapas aa jayega…”
“done…”
“kya kaha tune ki jaha Daddu ne tujhe bulaya hai… wo koyi storehouse hai… kya rakhta hai Daddu waha… tu sure hai na ki wo ek storehouse hai”
“storehouse… repository… warehouse, kuch bhi kah lo.. aur main sure isliye hoon kyunki kal Police ko lootne yani aapko lootne se pahle main wahi gaya tha. exact toh nahi… par usi storehouse ke paas me ek workshop hai.. waha se mujhe pata chala ki wo jagah hai kya…”
“workshop me kyun gaya tha…”
“silencer banwane… main us workshop ka name deta hoon, use pakad ke batti do. Sala, paiso ke lalach me kisi ke liye kuch bhi kar deta hai…”
“chay piyega…”
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7:30 baje main us jagah pahucha jaha Daddu mera intezaar kar raha tha. Shriwas auto chalak ke roop me mujhe yaha chhodne aaya tha aur uske jaane ke baad maine wo sab kuch nikal ke fek diya… jo police ne jagah-jagah mere kapdo me fit kiya tha aur apne purane plan ke mutabiq aage badha kyunki mujhe yakin tha ki mere mobile ko police trace karke location ka pata kar hee legi… itna toh main kar leta hoon, wo toh phhir bhi Police hai aur nahi bhi kar payi toh dusara tracker toh hai hee….
ye jagah Ganga-Jamuna se 10-12 km aage tha… koyi godam ki tarah… par tha pura khali, waha na toh koyi saaman tha aur na hee koyi truck.. waha Daddu tha aur hamesha ki tarah uske 15-20 aadmi… mujhe dar toh lag raha tha ki kahi ye meri taalashi na le le lekin phhir bhi use dekhkar main muskuraya aur langadate-langadate uski taraf badha….
“tujhe kya hua… langda kar kyun chal raha hai”mujhe dekhkar Daddu ne kaha….
“accident… gadi se gir gaya tha kal raat me… badi mushqil se aaya hoon, you know, I’m the man of my word”Bag upar uthakar maine kaha “ isme baki ke paise hai…”
“aur paiso ke sath me tracker bhi… hai na..”
“kya..ha..ha…haha”haste hue maine kaha
“yahi… yahi… kya bolte hai usko… reaction.. haan, reaction… yahi reaction mera bhi tha, jab mere aadmiyo ne mujhse ye kaha tha…”
“phhir ye raha bag… check kar lo…”paiso wala bag zameen par patak kar main bola… jiske baad Daddu ke do aadmi turant meri taraf aaye…
Un do me se ek ne bag pakda aur ek ne mujhe… ek bag ki taalashi lene laga, toh dusara meri aur dono hee jagah Daddu ke aadmiyo ko mayoosi jhelni padi…
“hath chhod be… dikhayi nahi de raha kya ki mere hath me zakhm hai…”
“kamal hai… mera aadmi galat kaise ho sakta hai…”
Tabhi Daddu ke aadmiyo ke beech me se mere barabar hee ek ladka nikalkar saamne aaya aur mujhse mera mobile manga… maine us ladke ko dekha. Simple jeans aur t-shirt me.. power wala chashma lagaye, ek patla-dubla ladka mere saamne khada tha.
“ye kaun hai…”mobile wala topic divert karne ke liye maine kaha “kamal hai, Daddu bhai… ab aise mare hue logo ko bhi kaam par lagne lage… isko toh main ek hath se mar du… hahaha… waise, Daddu bhai.. yadi aapka ye checking-veking wala karyakram ho gaya ho toh… mujhe maal dikhayenge… mujhe apne upar bhi baat karni hai…”
“pahle apna mobile dikha…”us launde ne apna hath aage badha kar kaha…
“main kaam ke waqt mobile nahi rakhta… distract ho jata hoon…”
“nanga karke mobile dhoondh nikalo iska…” us ladke ne Daddu ke aadmiyo se kaha…

 

[The Immortal]

Update 123

Uske aisa karte hee main samajh gaya ki mujhe yaha nahi aana chahiye tha… mujhe police par bharosa nahi karna chahiye tha, yadi main apne pahle hee plan par chalta jo ki thoda heroic tha, toh shayad main bach bhi jata, isiliye toh VR ke flat par raat-o-raat jump marne ki practice ki thi… ki mauke par yaha se escape kar jaun… zaroor Police me hee koyi Daddu ka kutta raha hoga.. khair, ab kya fark padta hai.
“kuch nahi hai…”Daddu ke aadmi meri taalashi lene ke baad bole…
“ kuch nahi hai…? 10 ka ek sikka tha… chura liya kya be..”maine kaha
“maine bahar se check karne ke liye nahi kaha.. nanga karke check kar…”us ladke ne kaha..
“sun be, mujhe nahi pata ki tu kaun hai par jitna gandu tera chashma hai, utna hee gandu tu hai… ye kya laga rakha hai…”
Tabhi mere paas khade Daddu ke aadmiyo me se ek ne ek mukka mere pet me kinare, kidney ke paas mara….
“what the… ppfffff”
“Daddu saab ke bete se aise baat karega…”
“Dalle ka beta…”pet pakad kar khada hote hue maine kaha
“Madarbhagat.. abhi batata hoon.. … pakdo be ise…”
Daddu ne apne aadmiyo ko mujhe pakadne ke liye kaha jispar maine bag wahi feka.. par wo toh main pahle hee fek chuka tha… isliye main turant peechhe muda aur daudna chaha, lekin main daudne ki bajay ladkhadaya aur sar ke bal zameen par gir pada… jiske baad Daddu ke aadmi mere upar kood pade, unhone mera hath pair pakda aur pura nanga karke mere kapde wahi fek diye… mera muh par unhone meri hee underwear thesi aur mere hath-pair baandhkar mujhe uthaya aur zameen me fek diya… mere short se mobile nikalkar Daddu ke ladke ne table par rakhe apne laptop se connect kiya aur thodi der baad apne baap se bola…
“Mobile trace ho raha hai…”
“Da..dd..Daddu, bhai… aapka ladka jhooth… jhooth bol raha hai… mobile trace nahi ho raha…”
“chodna kisi aur ko sikhana… kamputer Engineer banaya hu use main…”
“.. tera mobile bewajah har do second ke baad bina kisi matlab ke beep mar raha hai, light apne aap jal-bujh rahi hai.. upar se har minute error messege… koyi bhi tera mobile thodi der ke liye dekhega toh samajh jayega… aisi nausikhiya kaam Police nahi kar sakti… isliye agli bar yadi Police ke sath kaam kar raha ho toh, Police ke according hee chalna… waise yadi tu Police ke sath chalta toh bhi pakda jata…”
“tere Dalle baap ko marne ke baad main tere peechhe aaunga…”
“haha.. sach.. par mujhe dhoondhega kaise…”
“jaise tere baap ko dhoondha…”
“main madad karu…..? main apna name bata deta hoon.. zinda bacha toh mujhe dhoondhne zaroor aana.. waise toh mera name Devdoot hai, par tu tere liye main Yamdoot hoon… idhar aaj tu marega, udhar kuch din baad tera pura khandan… par uske pahle ek sawal… Gautam kaha hai..? Gautam ka pata bata aur teri Maa ki izzat nahi lootunga, sirf jaan se marunga… manzoor hai toh bata… warna.. **+death ka combo offer bhi hai mere paas…”
Mere yadi is waqt hath-pair khula hote toh main Daddu ke ladke ko tab tak marta rahta, jab tak ki wo mar nahi jata… zinda chaba jata… maine koshish bhi ki, rassi se chhootne ki… lekin sirf chhatpata kar rah gaya… maine rassi ko todne ki dobara koshish ki… neeche pade-pade farsh par apne hath ko ragadne laga… lekin … is baar bhi sirf chhatpata kar rah gaya…. lekin Daddu ke ladke ko marne ke liye main itna vyakul tha ki main farsh par lagatar apna hath ragadta raha… jab tak ki unhone mujhe uthaya nahi…
Godam ke peechhe ek koyi dusara raasta tha shayad, jaha se wo mujhe bahar lekar aaye… Godam ke peechhe teen gypsy thi, jisme se ek me unhone, mujhe peechhe feka aur mere upar kayi sare bag lad diye… main yadi abhi normal hota toh zaroor kuch na kuch karta lekin is waqt… na toh mera dimag kuch soch pa raha tha aur na hee mera sharir kuch kar pa raha tha… unhone mujhe jaha feka tha… main wahi bags ke neeche daba raha… mere sar ke stiches bhi khul gaye the… par phhir thodi der baar mujhe ahsaas hua ki stiches nahi khule hai, balki stiches se skin ka jo portion bandha hua tha wo shayad kisi dusari jagah se fat gaya tha… mujhe Gypsy me peechhe jaha Daddu ke aadmiyo ne feka tha.. waha thik mere peeth ke peechhe lohe ki ek sharp rod laga diya gaya tha… jo ki mere peeth me ghuste hee ja raha tha… upar rakhe bags ki vazah se main zara sa bhi hil nahi pa raha tha ki aage khisak kar us rod ko apni peeth me ghusne na doon… par yaha bhi main nakamyab raha… aur phhir gadi start hi aur chalne lagi…
“wo bhi hai kya andar…”kisi aurat ki aawaz mere kaano me padi…
“haan… bhar liya usko bhi. Sala Daddu ke sath game khel raha tha… ek baar apne purane adde par pahuch jaun, phhir sale ka ek-ek ang kaat ke alag kar dunga… Chutiya samajh rakha hai Daddu ko…”
“chutiya toh tu ban hee gaya tha… kitni baar tune iske peechhe apne aadmi chhode, lekin ye har baar unko chakma dekar nikal gaya… wo toh jis din mujhe chodne mere kothe me aaya tha, us din pata nahi ise achanak se kya hua aur seedhe kothe ke bahar hee auto me baith gaya… warna baki din toh paidal hee bahut door tak jata tha… game toh tera ho gaya tha… par tujhe ispar shaq kaise hua ki ye police walo ke sath mila hua hai”
“shaq…? Kal ispar nazar rakh rahe mere launde ne bataya ki iske ghar force aayi thi.. aur aaj ye ekdum se police ke lafde se nikal kar mujhse deal karne aa gaya… itni jaldi toh main police ke lafde se nahi nikal pata, phhir ye kaise nikal gaya… pahle ye hospital me tha, phhir thane pahucha… phhir us harami Bairangi key aha.. phhir headquater… tabhich mujhe laga ki zaroor ye police ka kutta banker mujhe kaatne aayega.. aur mera shaq sahi nikla… maine Devdoot ko bulaya, Colony ke Seceretary se iska naam maloom kiya aur Devdoot ne iski puri janam-kundali mere hath me de di… pahli baar aisa hua hai, mere toh rongte hee khade ho gaye the.. pahli baar zindagi me itna dar laga… bhaidchod.. madarchod bahut dimag lagata hai… iska land kaat ke iske hath me na diya toh mera naam Daddu nahi… maiyya chod dunga iski… pura khandan khatm kar dunga is behan ke lawde ka… iski ghar ki aaurat rakhail ban kar nanga ghoomegi tere kothe me…”
“rakhail nahi banwana… iski maa-bahan ka wahi haal hoga, jo Madhulika aur uske baap ka hua…”
“haahaha… maza aayega madarchod… jab iska lund kaat ke iski maa ke….”
Daddu iske aage kuch bolta uske pahle hee wahi pade-pade maine kuch aur sochna chalu kar diya… main Esha ke baare me sochne laga… theory of machine subject ke numericals ke baare me sochane laga… basketball ke national certificate ko imagine karne laga ki kaise bhosdiwalo ne certificate me mera name- Arman ki jagah Armaan likh diya tha… main khud ke reasoning sawal banane laga aur khud unhe solve bhi karne laga… taaki mere kaano me Daddu ki wo aawaz na aaye, jo main nahi sun-na chahta… aur ant me main apne dimag ki banayi us duniya me ja pahucha, jaha main apne pairo par khada tha, jaha mere sharir me koyi zakhm nahi the… jaha na toh mere hath-pair bandhe hue the aur na hee meri peeth me rod ghusa hua tha… jaha hostel ke bahar jung lagi bench aaj bhi waisi hee rakhi hui thi, jo mere college ke samay me rakhi rahti thi… par aaj yaha koyi nahi tha. na toh Esha aur na hee Arun aur na hee baki hostel ke launde… shayad main khud nahi chahta tha ki waha… aaj, is waqt koyi rahe… main kisi ko nahi dekhna chahta tha… main kisi se is baare me koyi baat nahi karna chahta tha… isliye aaj waha koyi nahi tha. main hostel ke apne room me khada hokar chup-chap bas deewaro ko dekhe ja raha tha… aur tabhi mere kapde achanak se gayab ho gaye… dheere-dheere mere sharir me wo zakhm wapas ubharne lage jo ki vaastav me the… mere room ki deewaro ka aakar chhota hone laga aur khidki mere dekhte hee dekhte steering wheel ka roop dharan karne lagi, wo pura room ek pal me gypsy me badal chuka tha aur tabhi kisi ne peechhe se mera baal pakda aur baal pakad kar ghaseet-te hue gypsy se neeche gira diya…
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Uske aisa karte hee main samajh gaya ki mujhe yaha nahi aana chahiye tha… mujhe police par bharosa nahi karna chahiye tha, yadi main apne pahle hee plan par chalta jo ki thoda heroic tha, toh shayad main bach bhi jata, isiliye toh VR ke flat par raat-o-raat jump marne ki practice ki thi… ki mauke par yaha se escape kar jaun… zaroor Police me hee koyi Daddu ka kutta raha hoga.. khair, ab kya fark padta hai.

 

[The Immortal]

Update 124

Par tabhi mujhe Daddu ke launde ka wo sawal yaad aaya jo usne mujhse Godam me puchha tha…ki… Gautam kaha hai ?.. mujhe kya maloom ki wo kaha hai… last time jab use dekha tha toh wo aur Esha Parking me mera mazak uda rahe the..
"sun be Gautam, tujhe teri girl friend ne bataya hai ki nahi mujhe nahi maloom par ek shandar, jaandar aur dhamakedar dushman hone ke karan mera farz banta hai ki main tujhe bata du ki farewell ke din.. yani farewell ki raat, maine Esha ko kiss kiya tha.... wo bhi bahut der tak. yakin na aaye to puchh liyo... tum dono yaha aaye the mujhe ullu sabit karne...par ullu sabit khud ho gaye, isliye ab ek kaam aur karna ki ullu ki tarah aaj raat bhar jagna. waise bhi ab jo maine bolne wala hoon,use sunkar tujhe aaj raat neend toh waise bhi nahi aayegi aur wo ye hai ki… farewell wale din… yani raat, Esha ne mujhe sex karne ke liye kaha tha... wo bhi ek baar nahi balki teen-char bar, wo to meri hee niyat achchhi thi,warna.... anyway, kya fark padta hai. chalo jao be, tum bhi kya yaad rakhoge ki kis mahan vyakti se pala pada tha.... par yaad rakhna, main itni aasani se nahi jaane dunga tum dono ko… main iska second part banaunga… jab tum log meri tarah sochkar itna sab kuch kar sakte ho toh phhir socho ki… main kya karunga…”
Ye un dono se meri aakhiri mulaqat thi aur phhir main thik akela waise hee college se nikla ,jaise college me aaya tha.....
Uske baad toh main kabhi un dono se mila bhi nahi.. phhir Devdoot mujhse kyun puchh raha tha. matlab mujhe ye toh pata hai ki Daddu aur Devdoot ka Gautam se kya relation hai, par Gautam ke baare me mujhse puchhna… aakhir wo hai kaha…?
Gypsy se ghaseet kar Mujhe Daddu ke aadmi ek bade se jarjar ghar me le gaye.. aur waha ek pipe me mere dono hath chain se baandhkar chain ko pipe me ek parat lappet kar dono chain ko uske do aadmiyo ne pakad liya…. maine behosh hone ki jordar acting ki.. matlab Oscar Winning acting… lekin jab Daddu ne mere kaan ke paas katta rakhkar chalaya toh main jhijhak kar turant uth gaya, jis par Daddu has pada…
“mujhe chutiya bana raha hai bhadve… Police toh us aakhiri Godam ke paas hee rah gayi aur tera mobile bhi usi godam me hai… police toh abhi yahi soch rahi hogi ki tu ab bhi wahi hai aur mujhse deal kar raha hai.. mere bete Devdoot ne aisa karne ke liye kaha… Kampoter engineer hai wo… BREC me”
“maine wo college reject kiya tha.. waise, achchha hua jo college ka name bata diya… ab use dhoondh kar marne me jyada aasani hogi”bolkar maine muskurane ki koshish ki lekin uske pahle hee…
"teri mahtari ka lund… Madarchod…”ek laat seedhe mere pet me markar Daddu bola…
jiske baad kayi chize ek sath hui… jaise meri aankh se bhayankar aansu nikle, khoon ki ulti hui aur main aankh band karke wahi ghutno ke bal gir pada aur khasne laga… tabhi Daddu ke aadmiyo ne jinhone mera hath chain se baandhkar chain ko pakad rakha tha… wo chain ko kheechne lage… shuru me main chain ko kaskar pakde rakha.. lekin thodi hee der me chain mere hath se chhoot gayi aur phhir mujhe aisa laga ki mere hath, mere kandhe se ukhad jayenge.. main bahut jor se chillaya, wapas chain ko apni kalayi aur hatheli me lapet kar neeche ki taraf kheechne laga… lekin Daddu ke aadmiyo ne is bar itni jor se chain kheecha ki jung lagi wo chain meri hatheli aur kalayi ko kayi jagah se fad kar mere hath se chhoot gayi aur un dono me se ek ne mere peeth me wahi ek laat mara, jaha gypsy me rod ghusa tha… main phhir se chillaya.
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“ye toh kuch bhi nahi hai… abhi toh main tere pure sharir ki chamdi nikalunga, tab pata chalega tujhe… par uske pahle bol ki teri maa randi hai aur tu Madarchod hai…”
“bol ki teri maa randi hai, mujhse chudwati hai aur tu madarchod hai…”
“bolega, madarchod… ya gand pakde, latke rahega…”
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Maine kuch nahi kaha aur aankh band karke saans lene laga.. par main thik se saans bhi nahi le pa raha tha.. mere kuch na bolne par Daddu mere peechhe aaya aur meri peeth me jaha rod ghusi thi waha apni ungali ghusane laga aur jaise hee Daddu ne ye kiya, main cheekhne laga.. mujhe aisa laga ki… aisa laga ki.. matlab… mera ang-ang kaanpne laga. main khasne laga.. apna muh kholkar muh se saans lene laga… mano mere sharir se meri jaan nikal rahi hai…
“bol ki tu madarchod hai…”apni ungali ghumate hue Daddu ne kaha…
“haan, lawda… hoon main, Madarchod…. Tum sabki ko maa ko chodta hoon…”
“ab pata hai main kya karunga… main teri photo kheechunga aur tere baap ko send karunga… mere bete ne pata lagaya hai ki tere maa-baap ne tujhe tyag diya hai… par ab dekhna ye hoga ki kya wo teri aisi photo dekhkar wapas India aayenge aur jab wo wapas aa jayenge toh unke sath bhi yahi hoga… pahle main tere bhai ko latkaunga. Kyunki tere bhai ko apne aankho ke saamne aise marta dekh tera maa-baap mujhse bheekh magenge. Mera pair pakad kar tere bhai ko chhodne ke liye kahenge… tere bhai ko marne ke baad tere baap ko aur phhir teri maa ko… hahahaha… arey main toh bhool gaya ki teri toh bhabhi bhi hai na… use nahi latkaunga… uske sath toh… maine photo dekhi hai teri bhabhi ki… ekdum tanaka maal hai. uske sath wahi hoga, jo Madhulika ke sath hua tha… maza aa jayega… bhaidchod…”ye bolkar Daddu saamne aaya aur ek laat phhir se seedhe mere pet me mara….
Ab bas Daddu ke is tarah ke ek aur hamle ki zaroorat thi, jiske baad mera kaam tamam ho jata aur main chah bhi raha tha ki wo mujhe aise hee jam ke ek aur laat mere pet mare… jiske baad main sure tha ki meri aankhe bahar aa jayegi… pet fat jayega aur khoon ki dhada-dhad ultiya marta hua main role se mar jaunga… waise bhi yadi kahi se koyi chamatkar hua aur main bach bhi gaya toh… mera pura sharir is haalat me tha ki baad me mere zakhm hee mujhe maar dalenge…
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Ab mujhe muh se bhi saans lene me dikkat ho rahi thi… main ek baar me pura saans na lekar rook-rook kar le raha tha aur mere har ek saans me mera pura sharir kanp jata… saans chhodta toh, muh se khoon nikalta. Daddu ke last kick par maine uske upar khoon ki ulti ki thi, jise saaf karne ke liye wo, mujhe aur meri family ko gali dete hue… waha se chala gaya aur ab mere saamne Ajmeri aayi…
“maza aaya….”mera mazak banate hue Ajmeri puchhi…
“bahut…”
maine kaha… par shayad usne suna nahi.. ya phhir maine kaha hee nahi… ya phhir mann me kaha… don’t know exactly..
“kyun re harami, police walo ki gand se gand takra kar Daddu ki gand marne chala tha tu, mar gayi na teri… ab mar… mera moot peekar… tere marne ke baad tere sharir par ganga-jal nahi mera moot chhidka jayega aur teri body aisi gayab hogi ki police yahi sochegi ki tu unhe chutiya banakar kahi bhag chuka hai… aise kya dekh raha hai, mujhe… tu kahi ye toh nahi soch raha hai ki hum kaise bachenge….? Tune hee toh Daddu ko laakho rupaye diye hai… kuch mahine ke liye gayab ho jayenge kahi…”bolkar Ajmeri thoda peechhe khiski aur apne purse se chhota sa aaina nikal kar apna chehra dekhte hue boli “bhosda dekhega… aakhiri baar…”
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Last update wasn’t the timeloop kind update… there was simply a dialogue, which suited well in both beginning and ending. Then I realized I shouldn’t do things like that in this story, where timeloop often occurs. Thank you

 

[The Immortal]

Update 125

Ajmeri ke thoda peechhe khisakne ke baad Daddu ka ladka samne aaya aur muskurate hue bola
“khel toh tune sahi khela, par ye bhool gaya ki khiladi hum bhi hai… overconfidence is such a bad thing… anyway good performance , you won our hearts… kidney… liver and dick. Kill him”
“no one… can… defeat… me”
“we just did…”
“hear here… dickhead. I’ll cut my dick and eat it, if I ever get my ass kicked by you, even though I’m a vegetarian. no one can defeat me unless I allow them ”maine gala fadkar kaha.. par shayad un logo ne suna nahi ya phhir unhe samajh me nahi aaya ya phhir maine mann me khud se kaha… ya phhir kaha hee nahi…
Maine Ajmeri ko dekha aur phhir meri nazar Ajmeri ke kandhe par tange us purse par padi, jis-se usne thodi der pahle aaina nikal kar mujhe bhosda dikhane ki baat kahi thi… aaina dekhne ke baad Ajmeri ne apne purse se lipstick nikali aur lipstick lagane ke baad dono hontho ko jodkar lipstick ko uniformly and equally apne hontho pe failane lagi. Lekin main dave ke sath kah sakta tha ki khoon me bheegne se mere honth Ajmeri ke honth se jyada laal rahe honge. thanks to hemoglobin protein.
Maine pahle Ajmeri ko dekha, phhir uske lipstick ko aur phhir uske kariya colour ke purse ko. Ajmeri ko dekh ab main hasne laga… matlab hasne ki koshish karne laga… jiske karan mujhe back to back hichkiya aane lagi, jisme mere muh se khoon bhi nikla. mujhe aisa karte dekh Ajmeri meri taraf badhi aur tabhi Ajmeri ne jis aaine ko pakad rakha tha, wo achanak se phoot gaya aur Ajmeri neeche zameen par gir gayi… uske gardan me achanak kuch ghusa tha, jiske karan uske gardan me chhed ho gaya tha aur us chhed se khoon nikal raha tha…
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Kya maine Ajmeri ke purse me tracker chhipane ke baare me bataya…? Nahi….? abhi bata deta hoon…
toh hua actually ye tha ki jis din main Ajmeri ko chodne uske kothe par gaya tha toh uske bistar ke sirhane par uska purse rakha hua tha jise kholkar maine dekha tha….. kyunki main pahle bhi kayi baar Ajmeri ko uske purse ke sath dekh chuka tha, isliye mujhe purse ke color, design ka pura andaza tha aur usi rang me tracker ko rangkar maine tracker uske purse me bahar neeche ki taraf chipka diya tha… jo maine Police ko bhi bataya tha aur yahi wo dusara tracker tha, jiske baare me Godam me aane se pahle baat kar raha tha… jiske baad Daddu ke aadmiyo ne meri wo halat ki… ki main iske bare me bhool hee gaya.
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Toh Ajmeri ke seedhe gardan me bullet ghusi aur wo wahi turant neeche zameen me lot gayi… jiske baad waha bahut bhayankar firing hui… kisi ke bheje me goli ghus rahi thi toh kisi pet me… police wale dhadha-dhadh goli mare pade the… par main Daddu ko goli lagne ka intezaar kar raha tha… jo ek deewar ke peechhe dubka baitha tha… isi beech Daddu ka launda neeche gira… jispar maine jyada dhyan nahi diya. mere saamne Ajmeri apni taang pasar kar padi hui thi, uski gardan khoon se sani hui thi… uski gardan se khoon nikalkar zameen me charo taraf phail raha tha… par wo abhi puri tarah mari nahi thi. wo rook-rook kar kutto ki tarah gigiyate hue saans le rahi thi aur uske har saans ke sath uske gardan me jaha goli lagi thi, waha se khoon nikalta… maine apna imagination level high kiya aur apna baya pair uthakar antim saans lete hui Ajmeri ke chut ke upar rakha aur uski chut masalne laga aur kafi der tak masalta raha phhir pura dum lagakar uski chut me kaskar ek laat mara
“Sali, chhinar… mujhe bhosda dikha rahi thi, ab mera lawda dekh…”
aur phhir apna pair aur upar lejakar uske muh me apna juta ragadne laga…“kyun re randi… ab bol…”
Aur phhir jab Ajmeri koyi response dene ke bajay sirf gigiyate hue saans hee leti rahi toh maine apna pair uske muh se neeche khiskaya aur uske doodh ko masalte hue uske doodh ko bhi mara. main aisa kafi der tak karta raha aur udhar background me police sabko pele padi thi… police, behanchod pata nahi kaha-kaha se goli mare padi thi aur jab ek bullet mere baye hath me ghusi tab mujhe haqiqat ka aabhas hua aur samajh aaya ki…. Mere hath-pair ab bhi chain se bandhe hue hai aur jo kuch bhi maine abhi Ajmeri ke sath kiya, wo actually hua hee nahi. Ajmeri toh kab ka mar chuki thi. Daddu ke kuch aadmiyo ne Police ki firing ka jawab bhi diya aur kuch waha se bhagne ke chakkar me shikar ban gaye… Daddu ka launda aur Ajmeri Bai ka banta dhar ho chuka hai… ye shayad Daddu ko pata chal gaya tha isiliye Daddu Deewar ke peechhe shant baitha tha.
“even people like Daddu is better father than my own father…”
golibari ab bhi chalu thi aur Police ko meri jaan ki bilkul bhi parwah nahi thi.. kyunki golibari ke dauran ek bullet jaha mere hath me lagi toh dusari thik mere baye ghutne me, jiske baad main khada bhi nahi rah paya aur na hee puri tarah neeche zameen par gira. Meri situation is samay aisi thi jaise kisi dead body ko chain se baandh diya gaya ho. jiske baad main samajh gaya ki ab mera bhi number aa gaya hai… bas koyi kahi se aakar goggle laga de, taki kal news paper me meri role wali photo aaye… actually, mujhe pahle hee khoon me sani apni photo badhiya edit-vdit karke police walo ko de deni chahiye thi ki yadi main mar gaya toh meri ye wali photo chhapna. Jise dekhkar phhir pure Nagpur me aurat-jaat ki sari member meri photo dekhkar apni gaand me apna hath ghusa lengi… aaaaaahhhhhh. Sala mutth marne ka mann kar raha hai… maine Ajmeri ki taraf dekha, par wo toh tapak chuki thi…
“ die with smile not with tears… ”maine Ajmeri se kaha
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Iske baad meri yaddasht mera sath chhodne lagi… log kahte hai ki… marne se pahle aadmi ki zindagi ki tasveere uski aankho ke saamne nachti hai, use wo sab kuch mahsoos hota hai jo usne apni puri zindagi me kiya… sare achchhe kaam, sare bure kaam… jaise usne kisko-kisko sochkar mutth mara tha…. wo sare log jo uski zindagi me ahmiyat rakhte hai… wo sab… sab use yaad aate hai..
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I mean, Really…? sach me aisa hota hai…? phhir mere sath aisa kyun nahi ho raha… jabki meri atma mere sharir se nikal rahi hai… main ye feel aur describe dono kar sakta hoon. Phhir mere sath aisa kyun nahi raha. Mujhe mere ateet ki koyi tasveer kyun nahi dikh rahi… iski do hee vazah ho sakti hai… ya toh ye kahawat galat hai ya phhir mera koyi ateet hee nahi hai…
Mujhe thik-thak kuch bhi yaad nahi par uske baad maine apne sharir se jaan nikalne ke aalawa aur bhi kuch mahsoos kiya jisme mujhe ambulance me dala gaya… mujhe kayi log dikhe, kayi prakar ki aawaze sunayi di… par na toh main un aawazon ko pahchan paya aur na hee un logo ko… shayad maine unhe aaj se pahle kabhi dekha hee nahi tha. Meri aankh kabhi band hoti toh kabhi achanak hee khul jati… kabhi mujhe meri aankh band rahne par bhi sab kuch dikhta toh kabhi aankh khuli rahne ke bawzood bhi main kuch nahi dekh pa raha tha aur aise waqt me koyi ek bhi aisa nahi tha… jise main jaanta hoon. Ye meri hee galti hai…shayad. Par ab kya fark padta hai…
“Die with smile, not with tears…”
“Attentionnnnn… exercise number 1…. One…”
“yes madarchod…”
“two…”
“yes madarchod…”
“three…”
“maa chuda madarchod….”
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“Arman wo card game ka name kya tha. jo casino royale movie me james bond khelta hai…”
“it’s no limit texas hold’em. I can teach you how to play it”
“you knowww…”
“bitch please, Los Vegas me paida hua hoon main. Jis umra me tum apni maa ke god me baithkar doodh peete the na, us umra me main apne muh me ek side beedi dabakar Los Vegas ke casino me raaj kiya karta tha.”
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“tell me, why you did that… what did you want to prove…”
"sorry ?"
"i mean, whole Daddu, Ganga Jamuna kand... what did you want to prove..."
“I come and I conquer”

 

[The Immortal]

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Chapter-33: To Exist...?
Mujhe laga ki mere sath Jo Abhi ho raha hai ya Abhi Jo ho raha hai… both are same , use main feel and describe dono kar sakta hoon. Mujhe laga ki marte waqt wo past, present ka combine hona mahaj purane logo ki dakiyanusi baate hai par Ab Jo mere sath ho raha hai ya Jo Ab mere sath ho raha hai use main sirf feel kar sakta tha, describe nahi…
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and for that I want to tell you, I’m sorry. That was wrong of me. I hope you can forgive me. beacuase now, From one way I am seeing nothing but from another way I am seeing everything. I even know how shall I meet Angelina. It’s all…all double dutch to me. I’m sorry for this… for my failure to describe my current situation and scenario and for that I’d like to apologize again but I promise I’ll do it next time.
“stop it now, you’ve described enough…”
“tu kaun hai be…”
“please don’t tell me, you cant recognize your own face… anyway I have to collect more versions of you then I’ll combine them. I must be going. you’re in transition phase… take it easy”
“what the hell that supposed to mean…”
“please, don’t act like normal persons…”
“I am a normal person…”
“no… you’re not”
“sun be… ek toh waise bhi samajh nahi aa raha ki main zinda hoon ya tapak gaya hoon, upar se tu dimag me lund ghusa raha hai… chup-chap khisak le nahi toh main tere gand bomb fod dunga”
“more flashbacks and flash-forwards are coming… take it easy…”
“take it easy ? abey madarchod… kyun dimag kharab kar raha hai bhai.. please ja na….. nahi toh main teri dayi chod dunga”(yadi maal hui toh)
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Aur thik mere jaise dikhne wale ke jaane ke baad mujhe phhir se dikhayi dena band ho gaya aur………………
“papa ko mat batana please, Nikki bhaiya… warna jab ghar jaunga toh mera baap mera khoon kar dega…”ek ladka lagbhag gidgidate hue kisi se bola…
Main aur Arun hamesha ki tarah college shuru hone ke pahle yani college khatam hone ke baad Cigarette peene apni udhari wali dukan par pahuche hee the ki… dekha ki mera…mera koyi junior, kisi se gidgida kar uske baap se kuch na batane ki vinati kar raha tha… ye unka family matter tha, isliye maine ispar jyada dhyan nahi diya aur dukan wale se bola…
“do Marlboro do…”
“paisa…”
“arey police ka launda khada hai mere bagal me… ekdum corrupt police… matlab gand-fatat le ghus khata hai Arun ka baap… ye do Marlboro kya do sau Marlboro ka paisa de dega…”
“lawde, baap se majak nahi…”
“bol de ki tera baap aaj tak paisa nahi khaya hai…”
“kya hai be… do cigarette ke liye sabke saamne mere baap ki bezzati kar raha hai… main tere baap ki bezzati karu toh tujhe kaisa lagega…”
“kar de… infact main toh kahta hoon ki mere baap ke sath-sath meri maa ki bhi bezzati kar de…”
“kash ki tera baap us din mutth mar liya hota… toh tera janam hee nahi hota”dukan wale ko paisa dekar Arun ne kaha…
“mera janam nahi hua, mera avatar hua hai…”
Mere ye kahte hee dukan wala hasne laga aur mujhse puchha ki mujhe aur kya chahiye….
“do beedi de…”
“beedi…? Maine toh tujhe beedi peete nahi dekha…”
“arey, wo raat me hostel ke kuch launde chhat pe ganja peete hai… main bhi abhi-kabhar chala jata hoon.. madarchod pahle din toh ekdum gand hee fat gayi… salo ne ekdum hari-hari patti todkar kuch ghanto sukhaya aur fir pila diya… tujhe pata hai, first year me first year hostel ke peechhe first time jise jhadi samajh kar hum dono waha mootne jaya karte the… waha darasal seniors ne ganja bokar rakha hua tha… kisi ko batana mat… ab bhi ganja ugate hai hostel ke launde”
“isme beedi ka kya role…”
“dekh jaise kisi ladki ko chodne se pahle humlog lubricant use karte hai na… taki mast, achchhe se chudayi ho… thik ganja me beedi ke tobacco ka bhi same role hai… matlab samjh ja ki muh choot hai, chilam… lund hai aur beedi lubricant… got it ? now give it…”
“please bhaiya… mat batana na papa ko… warna bapu danda daal dega pichhwade me…”hostel ke gate ke paas phhir gidgidate hue bola…
“Arun ye dono kaun hai be… Cigarette lene gaye tab bhi waha the aur yaha hostel ke gate ke paas”
“ek apne college me padhta hai, dusara uske gaanv se aaya hua uska muhbola bada bhai hai… yaha uska muhbola bada bhai inspection pe aaya hai ki uska muhbola chhota bhai padhai kar raha hai ya humari tarah……………… anyway, toh uske muhbole bade bhai ne achanak uske room me entry mari toh room me daru ki botal dekh li… upar se pandey hokar non-veg vagerah kha liya bas yahi baat ye bahari launda bade Pandey ji ko batane wala hai…”
“tujhe kaise pata ye sab…”
“b-h-u…”
“humlog second year me hai kya…”
“what the…”
“yad aaya… ye toh Rajshri Pandey hai… mera fan. Sala maine imagination me isko kitna kharab dikhaya tha par reality me toh….. us-se bhi jyada kharab dikhta hai”
“please Nikku bhaiya… mat batana na.. samjho toh sahi… yad karo bachpan me aap jab nali me ball marte the toh main hee utha kar laya karta tha….”
“dekh Pandey.. tu kya karta hai, kaha marwata hai… in sabse mujhe koyi lena dena nahi… tere papa ne mujhpar bahut bharosa karke yaha bheja hai.. unhe ek-ek chiz ki exact detail chahiye… reality toh batani padti hai dost… phhiir chahe wo tere paksha me ho ya vipaksha me…”
“arey bol dena na ki… badhiya se rah raha hai hai, padhai-likhayi kar raha hai…”
“par ye reality nah hai aur reality toh sabko batani hee padti hai”
“reality me toh teri maa bhi chudi hai… toh kya ye baat bhi sabko batayega… nahi na. kyunki kuch realities ko bataya nahi chhipaya jata hai… baki main is baar kuch nahi bolunga… par yadi apne gaanv jakar bade Pandey ji se sab kuch sach-sach bata doge toh unka tujh par bharosha pakka ho jayega aur wo phhir se tujhe kuch mahine baad yaha bhejenge.... tab main tujjhe pelunga”
“bade-chhote ka lihaj nahi hai kya… main apne district me student org. ka head hoon… mujhse tu aisi baat kiya kaise….”mera gardan daboch kar Nikku..Nikki.. jo bhi uska name tha usne kaha…
“upar dekh, hostel ke board ke neeche kya likha hai…”
“kkkkyaaa… likha….hai……. jo yaha akadta hai, wo mera pakadta hai- ARMAN”
“Arman main hee hoon aur student org., students ko manage karne ke liye hote hai.. humlog jaanwar hai… jinko bas ek baar aawaz de do… iske baad wo ye bilkul nahi dekhte ki saamne kaun hai aur galti kiski hai… marna hai toh bas marna hee hai… yaha aisa hee hota aaya hai aur aage bhi aisa hoga.. bhool ke bhi next time kisi bhi student organization ke chamcho ko mat lana aur yadi galti se bhi Rajshri ki shikayat uske baap se ki na toh yaad rakhna next time teri maa ko tera baap nahi main chodunga……………. yadi maal hui toh, nahi toh phhir Rajshri Pandey hai hee aur mere college ke student org. ke members ke paas bilkul mat jana kyunki un sabko main last year hee pel chuka hoon… so, two options…. Lie or Die… choose wisely and act nicely…. chal nikal ab pranam karke..”
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“ye tune achchha nahi kiya…”Nikku ke waha se jane ke baad hostel ke ek ladke ne kaha…
“chal bhag be kanghichor…” jalti hui cigarette uske sar ke upar jhadkar maine kaha…
“w..w..wo k.k.. koyi… mamooli ladka nah..nahi tha, jisko tu..tune chamkaya… wo Director se shikayat ka…ka…”
“ye kaun hai be… hakla…”
“De..De..Deeeee…. Deepak Bhagat…”
“sala, Chetan Bhagat ka bhai lagta hai… hat saamne se, warna muh ke sath-sath gand se bhi haklayega… tum jaise nagdo se toh Arman baat tak nahi karta”
Maine us hakle ko kinare kiya aur hostel me jaane laga ki tabhi Rajshri Pandey ne mujhse kaha…
“Arman bhai… aaj se apun aapka shagird… aaj aap jo bolo aapke liye hazir hai… ladki chahiye toh bolo abhi kothe pe chalte hai ya phhir daru… aaj hee 2000 aaye hai mere account me…”
“I love daru more than girls…”
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“Kya hai madarchod… 20 bf download kiya hoon… madarchod ek bhi aisa nahi hai jo dobara dekhne layak ho… dobara kya ek baar bhi nahi dekha ja raha… wahi fati bur.. wahi latke hue doodh… bf wale directors toh sale apne tv serials ke director se bhi gaye gujre hai bhosdiwale…”
“kya hua Arman bhai…”
“kuch nahi.. par tu kaha se aa raha hai be… aaj toh Sunday hai…”
“arey ek ladki se milne gaya tha… left side wala pyar ho gaya lagta hai us-se… chalo Arman bhai isi khushi me chhat par chalkar waha se guzarne wale local aur global logo ko gali dete hai…”
“chal be, main aisi chhichhori harkat nahi karta…”
“gali mat dena… sirf maje lena… gali toh apan juniors se dilwa lenge…”
“tu khud junior hai…”