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

[The Immortal]

Update 107

Ajmeri ko jab maine first time Ganga-jamuna me dekha tha tabhi mujhe us-se lust at first sight ho gaya tha… lekin pichhale kayi hafto se usko dekhkar maine itni baar… itni bhayankar tarike se mutth mara ki ab mujhe kuch khas chodne ka mann nahi kar raha tha. Ajmeri utni bhi perfect nahi thi… jitna main use imagine kiya karta tha… matlab uski gaand heart shape ya A-shape na hokar… H-shape me thi…
Par kyunki sex pills apna kaam bakhoobi kar rahi thi, isliye bistar par maine uski ek taang ko turant modkar ek side kiya aur dusari taang ko upar uthaya… jis-se Ajmeri bistar par tedhi hui aur uski choot mere saamne puri khuli thi, maine aur koyi vilamb na karte hue seedhe apna lund uski choot ke muhane me rakha aur puri taqat ke sath shot mara…. Mera ye shot Ajmeri ko kafi pasand aaya aur wo mere shot padte hee thoda sa hasi…. Shayad mera mazak uda rahi thi. Jiske baad maine phhir se dum lagakar shot mara aur abki baar wo aur jor se hasi… aisa kayi baar hua.. main shot pe shot mare jaa raha tha aur wo lagatar hase hee ja rahi thi
“mere se badi psycho toh ye hai… kabhi hasti hai, toh kabhi ekdum se chudte waqt shant ho jati hai… toh kabhi pyar se bolti hai ki aur chod…”Ajmeri ki choot me pura lund dalkar us-se chipakte hue maine socha…
Ajmeri ko thodi der isi position me pelne ke baad maine socha ki position change kar leni chahiye… kyunki mujhe dar tha ki shayad koyi chupke se ye sab record kar raha hoga aur main nahi chahta ki jo bhi ye video dekhe ,wo ye bole ki lawda is hero ko toh kuch aata hee nahi tha, ek hee position me jhad gaya… isliye position change karna zaroori tha. aakhirkar main hero hoon… bf wala hee sahi… par hero toh hero hai… isliye maine Ajmeri ko chodna band kiya aur uske ek side letkar aur use, apne side me litakar uske dono pairo ko modkar bistar par thoda upar kiya, jis-se uski mast badi gand choot ke sath puri ki puri dikhne lagi…. Ajmeri turant samajh gayi ki ab main kya karne wala hoon, main kaha lund dalne wala hoon… isliye wo thoda sa apni kohni ke dum par uthi aur apne muh se thook nikalkar apne gand par malne lagi… phhir usne apne hath se apni choot ko dabaya…
“dal de ek baar me aur dalne ke baad rukna mat… itna maza dungi ki zindagi bhar tere dimag me meri gand ghoomegi… randwe…”
“kitna chudwati hai tu raand… par hai ekdum tanaka…”uski gand par apna lund rakhkar lund se uski gand ko sahlate hue maine kaha aur dheere-dheere andar dalne laga…
“dal na, bhosdike…”
“chup be… tu randi hai lekin main randa nahi hoon… upar se ye pet dard…”
Main dheere-dheere apna lund uski gand me dalne laga aur phhir jaise hee maine ek jordar dhakka mara Ajmeri ka muh aise ho gaya, jaise aajkal ki ladkiya selfie lete waqt apna muh banati hai… wo aise hee apne honth pichka kar apne gand me mera lund lete rahi aur is dauran uski nazar ek baar bhi apne gand se nahi hati…. Jo tablets maine khayi thi, wo apna pura asar dikha rahi thi… jiske karan main bahut der tak, is pose me bhi Ajmeri ki leta raha… mujhe is samay sirf teen hee chiz dikh rahi thi… Ajmeri ki choot, Ajmeri ki bhari bharkam H-shaped gand aur mera lund…. Iske aalawa mujhe kuch nahi soojh raha tha… main ek baar jis position me Ajmeri ko litakar chodna shuru karta toh kafi der tak chodta rahta… itni der tak ki Ajmeri mujhe rukne ke liye kahti aur phhir… phhir se apna muh pichka kar mujhe chodne ke liye kahti….
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Maine phhir se position change ki aur abki baar uske dono pair uthakar Ajmeri bai ko apni taraf khiskaya. Wo is baar apni dono kohni ko bistar par rakhkar thoda upar uthi aur mujhe choomne lagi… mujhe halanki ye pasand nahi aaya par kyunki main use abhi bahut chodna chahta tha, isliye main ye sah gaya aur jo gussa mere andar tha, use lund ke through uski choot me transfer karne laga…..
“ye ladkiyo ko aise baandh kar mar kyun rahe hai….”uske honth, apne honth se alag karke maine puchha…
“tujhe us-se kya matlab… tu mujhe pel aur nikal yaha se.”
“chakli kahi ki… wo toh main isliye puchh raha tha kyunki mujhe kafi sukoon mila ye dekh kar… main bhi isme shamil hona chahta hoon… aisa ghuma ke hunter marunga ki, next time mujhe dekhte hee moot maregi ye rakhail…. Choot ke andar hath dalkar bachcha-dani nikal lunga…”
“tu choot ke raaste bachcha-dani faaaaaaaaadega…. Aur jorrr se… aur jorrrr laga ladke…”
“unme se ek mere pahchan ki hai… matlab pahchan ki nahi hai, bas do-teen baar uske gaal me mutth mara hai… uski gand tere se mast hai, teri toh gand…gand nahi ghosla hai… ekdum naram. Lekin uski… ekdum….Tight thi….”Ajmeri ki choot se lund nikalkar hafte hue maine kaha aur apna pet dabane laga…
“ye sab ek kanoon hai , jo bhi chakli yaha se nikalna chahti hai, use ye sab sahna padta hai… aur jo log unhe marte hai… wo sab bahut bade-bade log hai, jo pani ki tarah paisa bahate hai…”
“tere sath bhi hua tha kya aisa…”
“maine hee ye niyam shuru kiya hai… mere yaha aane se pahle ye sab niyam nahi tha…”
“gazab…”bolkar main utha aur uthkar Ajmeri ki chhati par ja baitha…
“ab kya meri chuchiyo ko chodega kya…”
“nahi… tere mu ko…”bolkar maine dono hatho se Ajmeri ka sar pakad kar thoda upar uthaya aur uske honth par apna lund sparsh karne laga….
“mu khol na… kyun itna bhav kha rahi hai… main roj-roj nahi aaunga… soch le…”
“pahle tu mere sawal ka jawab de…”mere lund ko apne hath se rok-kar Ajmeri boli “tune Daddu ko ye kyun bola ki tu mujhe chodna chahta hai, yadi main na kar deti aur gusse me Daddu ko tujhe marne ke liye kahti toh tujhe pata hai Daddu tujhe marne se pahle ek pal ke liye bhi nahi sochta.... tujhe dar nahi lagta kya…”
“mujhe bhagwan ne special power di hai…”Ajmeri ke hath se apna lund chhudakar wapas uske honth me ragadte hue maine kaha “ main ladkiyo ki shakl dekh-kar unka bhavishya jaan leta hu ki wo mujhse chudengi ya nahi…aur tuuuu…. Us din jab tune Daddu ke adde me mazak-mazak me mera hath pakda tha, tabhi main samajh gaya tha ki tujhe kya chahiye…. Aur wahi mujhe bhi chahiye tha. par dikkat Daddu ki thi… kyunki yadi main uski permission ke bina tujhe thokta aur Daddu jaan jata toh meri aisi taisi kar deta… isliye maine itne din intezaar kiya aur tere naam ki mutthi mar… par aaj….. chal ab muh khol na. aur ekdum ragad ke choos… aise choos jaise ki aaj ke baad lund hee nahi payegi choosne ke liye….”
“sale harami…”jaise hee Ajmeri ne mujhe ye gali dene ke liye apna muh khola… maine apna lund uske muh me bhar diya aur uski choochiyo ko puri taqat ke sath masalte hue use lund choosane laga….
Ajmeri bai ne mera lund jo choosna chalu kiya wo aakhir tak choosti rahi aur phhir jab main uske muh me jhad gaya toh thodi der tak tak muh me kulla karte hue usne apna purse jo sirhane me rakha tha use jaldi se kholkar usme se ek chhota sa kale rang ka dibba nikal kar pura sperm apne muh se us dibbi me bhar di
“full jugad leke chalti hai tu toh…”ek hath se apna pet aur ek hath se apna sar dabate hue maine kaha… “khali pet pills nahi leni chahiye thi… ye toh har seconds ke sath meri fadte jar aha hai… waise mast purse hai…”
“muh me lene ka maja hee kuch aur hai… jab tak mere muh me safed pani na jaye tab tak mujhe santushti nahi milti…. Daddu hota toh pee leti uska…”
Mere jhadne ke baad mere lund ko jhuk jana chahiye tha, lund ka natural law toh yahi hai… lekin maine jo tablets ka cocktail mara tha, uska asar itna bhayankar tha ki sala lund jhukne ka naam hee nahi le raha tha… jispar maine Ajmeri ki taraf dekha aur….
“bathroom me degi…”
“tujhme ab bhi dum hai…”
“ye dekh…”
“hmmm….”
Phhir kya tha, hum dono bathroom me ek sath nange ghuse… actually ek sath nahi… pahle Ajmeri bathroom me ghusi jiske 5 minute baad main bathroom me ghusa aur un 5 minutes me main apna pet dabate hue Ajmeri ka purse khol-kar dekhta raha…. Phhir main bhi bathroom me ghusa… apna pet pakad kar.

 

[The Immortal]

Update 108

Main Ajmeri ko is samay bas chodna chahta tha… bas chodna… mere dimag me is samay sirf ek chiz thi… actually do thi… nahi ek hee thi…. aur wo thi Ajmeri ki choot… main uski maang mutth se bharna chahta tha aur apne Shagman ke naam ko aur bulandi pe pahuchana chahta tha… main use itna chodna chahta tha, itni jor se chodna chahta tha ki wo hag mare…lol.
Par jaise hee bathroom me ghusa toh pet me itni jor se cramps aaye ki main pet pakad kar pahle wahi baitha aur phhir farsh par lotne laga….
“is baar nahi bachunga…”dono hath se apna pet dabate hue maine kaha…
Maine puri zindagi kya kiya.. kyun kiya… ye samay dar samay badalta raha lekin randiyo se main shuru se hee beinteha nafrat karta hoon… phhir chahe wo Varun ki girlfriend Sonam hee kyun na ho… lekin jab Ajmeri bai ne mujhe uthaya aur sahara dekar bathroom ke bahar le gayi toh meri vichar-dhara thodi badalne lagi… lekin jaise hee dard kam hua, nafrat phhir se peak pe pahuch gayi… main kapde pahankar khada hua aur thodi der Ajmeri ke purse ko ghoorta raha… Ajmeri ne pani ka ek bottle mujhe diya, lekin maine nahi liya…
“mar jaunga, lekin randi ke hath ka pani nahi piyunga…”
Main thodi der aur waha shanti se khada raha aur phhir bahar ki taraf dheere-dheere chal pada… bahar jate waqt ek baar phhir se mere pet me cramps aaye... maine apni aankhe band ki aur dono hath se pet pakad kar bahar ki taraf bhagne laga….
“mar jayega be.. bhosdiwale… rook ja… cramps jaane de… ”
Lekin main nahi ruka aur bahar ki oor bhagta raha… jiske karan bhagte hue ek-do baar main gira bhi... mujhe pata nahi kya ho raha tha, par mera pet ukhad raha tha aur sar bhi ghoom raha tha… maine kal pura din kuch nahi khaya tha aur phhir aaj wo sex-pills… lagta hai reaction ho raha hai.. isiliye itni thandi me bhi mujhe paseena aa raha tha…. mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi ne mera pet pakad kar jor se marod raha ho… ye pahli baar mere sath ho raha tha. kash baap ki baat maankar MBBS kiya hota toh ye toh pata hota ki ab kya karna hai…. khamkha Engineering kar li, lawda… koyi use hee nahi… bapu toh 80 lakhs donation dene ko bhi taiyar tha..
“phhir 8th semester kaise banti…”
“haan, wo toh hai…”
Maine Ajmeri bai ke kothe se nikalkar aanan-fanan me ek autowale ko hath diya aur us auto wale ke rukte hee andar ghusa aur is process me chutiyo ki tarah auto me hee gir gaya… jise dekhkar Autowala utarkar peechhe aaya aur mujhe peechhe wali seat me litaya….
“kya hua…”
“pata nahi, pet akad raha hai, aisa lag raha hai jaise koyi apna badla nikalne ke liye liver daba raha hai… badla, Vivek…kahi Vivek ne apna badla toh nahi liya ? nahi wo tablets toh maine khud mangi thi… Vivek ne toh kaha bhi tha ki ek baar me sirf ek aur dusari lene ke liye kuch din ka gap… maine hee role-role me teen-char mashak liya…”
“chhodna kaha hai…”
“RVC”
“RVC.. ye kaha hai…”
“mere lawde me hai…”chillakar maine kaha…
“dekh, izzat se baat kar… tera karja nahi khaya hoon main…”
“RVC matlab… River view colony…”
“utni door main nahi jaunga… bahut door hai. aur jaunga toh 500 lunga…”
“hazar le lena, ab toh chal”
Autowale ne auto daudaya aur main peechhe wali seat par paseene se tar-batar hokar dono hath se apna pet dabaye ek konte me kaanp raha tha… mujhe ab bhi yahi lag raha tha ki koyi mera liver , kidney jor-jor se daba raha hai… ye toh pahle kabhi nahi hua tha, ye kaun si bimari hai….. sala, gand fat gayi re… aaj ke baad kabhi wo tablets nahi khaunga…. Vivek ki maa ka. Chutiya, sala…. Marunga madarchod ko.
Maine kaanpte hue apni aankhe band ki aur kaanpte hue hee jab thodi der baad jab meri aankhe khuli toh main apne college hostel ke us jung lagi bench par baitha hua tha…
“hey Arman…”
“hii…. Arun, no sorry… hii… Es…Esssh… Esha… hiii… howww…. How… are yoooou… you… you… Esha… hiii… hello… main… main … Arman… hi ”apna pet dabate hue maine kaha “matlab, tum yaha… kaa..kamal ho gaya ye toh… matlab, finally…. Matlab…. mujhe pata hota ki mere tablet khane se tum yaha aaogi toh main kab ka wo tablet kha leta, I love you…”
“really….? maine Gautam ke sath milkar jo kiya uske baad bhi…”
“it doesn’t matter what you did or what you do….iii”
“you love me and you’ll always do…”meri line complete karte hue Esha boli
“kamal hai… ye line toh maine mann me kahi thi… tumhe kaise pata chali…”
“here, what you know, we all know…”mere pet se mera hath hatakar apna hath rakhte hue Esha boli…
“Arun kaha hai…”
“wo chala gaya, usne kaha ki jab tak main yaha rahungi, wo tumse milne nahi aayega… wo mujhse kafi nafrat karta hai, kya tum bhi…”
“main…? Nahi… main nahi… wo jalta hai sala, gay……. tumhe mere paas dekhkar…”
“thoda-bahut… shayad isiliye usne tumhe ye nahi bataya ki main kafi samay se yaha hoon… maine Arun ko bahut baar kaha ki wo Arman ko bol de ki main yaha aa chuki hoon… kyunki main jaanti thi ki tum kya soch rahe ho. yaha hum sab tumse connected hai… aur kafi din se tumhara college aane ka intezaar kar rahe hai. lekin Arun ne kisi ko yaha nahi aane diya, jo bhi tumse milne ke liye hostel ki taraf aata, wo use marne lagta…. Wo hamesha college aur hostel ko milane wali sadak par khada rahta hai, taki koyi bahar ka yaha na aa sake…”
“par tumne toh abhi kaha ki hum sab ek-dusare se connected hai, phhir mujhe ye kyun nahi pata chala ki tum yaha aa chuki ho aur Arun ye sab kar raha hai…. ?”
“hum sab tumhari soch ko jaan sakte hai, lekin tum kisi ki bhi nahi…. Creator loss”
“Arun ne tumhe kyun nahi roka…”
“usne bahut koshish ki mujhe rokne ki par ant me wo haar maan gaya, wo mujhpar hath nahi utha sakta… aur na hee mujhe kuch ulta-seedha bol sakta hai… due to your friendynamic law…”
“friendynamic law works here… ?”chauk kar maine puchha “wo law toh kuch mahine pahle mere hee dwara tod diya gaya tha…”
“this is ideal world… yaha raat nahi hoti, 24 hours college chalta hai, gravity ki value 9.8 nahi balki 8.9 hai, hostel ke ladke yaha ke malik hai, wo hee decide karte hai ki yaha kya hoga aur Gautam aur Aradhna yaha exist nahi karte… unka koyi nam-o-nishan tak nahi hai… na toh admission slip me aur na hee kahi aur ya phhir hostel ke ladko ne un dono ko mere aane se pahle hee maar diya hai… ya phhir tumne…”
“maine, unhe nahi mara….yadi maine un dono ko mara hota, toh tumhe pata hota…”
“oh haan… correct”
“aur… isiliye tum mere paas aayi, kyunki yaha Gautam nahi hai… toh tumne socha ki Gautam na sahi, Arman sahi… matlab aaj bhi main tumhari second choice hoon…”
“sach kahu toh tum third choice the”
“third ? really ”chauk kar maine kaha “ main tumhari third choice tha… second kaun tha….”
“Sidar….”
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“ooo bhiya… aa gaya tumhara kaloni…”mujhe uthate hue us autowale ne kaha…

 

[The Immortal]

Chapter-31: OverRun

Update 109

“thoda der aur rook jata toh… tera kya bigad jata…”ek aankh aadhi kholkar main auto se pet pakad kar bahar aaya… mera pet me abhi bhi halke-halke cramps aa rahe the, par ab ye cramps jhelebal the, matlab pahle ki tarah unjhelebal nahi, inhe main jhel sakta tha….
Meri shirt ki jeb me jitney rupaye the wo sab maine autowale ke muh me fek ke mara(literally) aur apna pet pakad ke Colony wali sadak par chal diya….
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Pahle Deepika mam, phhir Aradhna, phhir Nisha uske baad Madhulika aur aaj Ajmeri… total 5 hui… agli kaun hogi…. VR ? par sabse jyada maja toh Deepika mam ko chodne me aaya tha… aur aaj bhi maine us-se jyada sexy item nahi dekhi… pata nahi randi abhi kiska lawda apni pond me le rahi hogi par kya mast bezzati karke college se nikalwaya tha, randi ko…. Shri Arman se khelne chali thi..
logo ko samajhna chahiye ki jo ye sochte hai ki wo Shri Arman se khel rahe hai wo darasal Arman se nahi khud se khel rahe hote hai. mujhe haraya nahi ja sakta, Mujhe sirf mara ja sakta hai… wo bhi dhoke se. kyunki bina dhokhe ke toh main tumhari gand mar lunga…
apne flat ki taraf jaate hue mujhe Vandana Rathi bhi dikhi, jo apne gate ke saamne kisi se baat kar rahi thi… maine use dekha, usne mujhe dekha…. Main use dekhkar muskuraya par wo mujhe dekhkar apna daant peesne lagi. Phhir main aage badh gaya… maine apne room ka darwaja khola toh mujhe saamne Aradhna dikhayi di…
“kaisi hai behan ki lawdi….”use dekhkar muskurate hue maine socha…. “behan ki lawdi kahi ye bhi toh mere mind se connected nahi hai…. warna aisi-taisi kar degi meri…”
“connected hoon….”meri soch me dakhalandazi karte hue Aradhna ne apni kameej upar uthayi aur apne payjame ka nada apni ungali me fasakar hilate hue boli “ toh, finally, wo aapko mil hee gayi…”
“tujhe pata tha… hai na, tujhe pata tha ki… wo waha pahle se hai, lekin phhir bhi tune mujhe nahi bataya…”
“I know, what you know… aapko nahi pata tha matlab mujhe bhi nahi pata tha…”itna bolkar Aradhna ne apne payjame ka nada kheech diya aur uska payjama earth ke gravitation ke karan neeche ja gira…. apni gori-gori, chikni-chikni, badi-badi jaangho par hath pherkar usne mujhe invite kiya…
“kya tujhe pata nahi ki abhi thodi der pahle main kis halat me tha… ? aur uske baad bhi…? Ab toh iske koyi sawal hee nahi…. Isliye apna payjama utha le…”waha se langdate-langdate bedroom me jaate hue maine kaha…..
“ye toh kitchen hai…”
Is tarah main ek-do baar aur bedroom ki taalash me galat room me ghusta raha, yaha tak ki ek baar toh flat ke bahar bhi ja pahucha aur phhir Tikdam lagakar bedroom me pahucha…. mujhe is samay aag taapne ka kafi mann kar raha tha, isliye maine bistar ka ek paya toda aur uspar daru chhidak-kar bedroom ke beech-o-beech aag jalayi… phhir maine farsh me bed ko patak-patak kar, deewar se bistar ko takra-takra kar dusara paya bhi toda aur usme bhi same process…. Yani ki daru chhidak-kar aag jalayi… aur kambal oodhkar wahi aag ke paas deewar se satkar baith gaya aur puri raat aise hee baitha raha….
“main itna akela kyun hoon. Maine apne liye kabhi aisa toh nahi socha tha…”room ke beech-o-beech jalti aag ki lapto ko dekh kar maine khud se kaha…
“if you are alone then you’re strong…”
“yeah… aaj toh mutth bhi nahi mar sakta..”
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Subah uthkar maine deewar par khud se banaye calendar par aaj ki taarikh par gola mara kyunki aaj main apni aakhiri loot karne wala tha. uske baad…. Sab khatm. Aaj bas successful ho jaun, phhir koyi kabhi jaan tak nahi payega ki Shri Arman ne logo ko lootne ka kaam bhi kiya tha… par iske liye mujhe full planning ki awashyakta thi na ki last time ki tarah…. Jaha mujhe apni puri raat nadi ke beech me bitani padi thi… main taiyar hokar bahar aaya aur muh me ek side cigarette fasakar gate lock karne laga….
“toh tune decide kar liya ki tu zindagi bhar Sharda Enterprises me ghisega….”
“nadi ke beech me raat guzarne se toh achchha hai ki main Vandana Rathi ke flat ke bagal me rahte hue waha kaam karu, jaha mujhe uski gand dikhe…. Waise Sharda Enterprise utna bura bhi nahi hai….”
“waha ke log bure hai…”
“mujhse bhi jyada….?”
“tujhe jyada toh nahi par bure toh hai hee… ab is VR ko hee dekh le, jabran hawa me udti rahti hai… us princy ko dekh, kaise jaggu jaise ladko ki gand marte rahti hai aur ab toh ek aur boss aa gayi hai teri… kya name hai uska Shivakant Sehgal ki laundiya ka… jis-se teri muthbhed hui thi… ye sab… bure hai”
“bad need to be punished by worse… aur main kahi bhi jaun, bure log toh milenge hee isliye future ki future me dekhenge…. Filhal tujhe pata hai kya ki main apna room lock karke yaha kyun khada hoon…?”
“taaki jab Rathi office ke liye nikle toh tujhe dekh sake… teri sab mutth-giri jaanta hoon main… tu yadi us din Rathi ko dekhkar mutth nahi marta aur jaanwaro ki tarah khana nahi khata toh shayad wo khud pahal karti kisi na kisi tarike se…. lekin tune toh mutth mar diya uske saamne…. Sala, mutth-man”
“as if I care…”
“wo dekh…aa gayi teri, agli shikar…”
Vandana Rathi apne room se nikli, mujhe cigarette peete hue dekha aur phhir car me baithkar chali gayi… koyi reaction nahi. Wo aise behave kar rahi thi jaise mujhe jaanti tak na ho. mana ki maine jo kaam kiya hai wo kafi neech kaam tha… par kisi mahan purush ne kaha tha ki dusaro ke sath waisa hee bartav karo jaisa ki tum dusaro se apeksha rakhte ho… aur maine Rathi ke saamne mutth mara, kyunki yadi wo bhi mere saamne mutth marti toh main bur nahi manta… is tarah, yadi dekha jaye toh maine us raat koyi galat kaam nahi kiya tha.
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Main Sharda Enterprises pahucha aur jaise hee apni jagah jakar virajman hua toh meri table par ek invitation card rakha hua tha…
“kahi ye us party ka card toh nahi jo Sharda Enterprises me hone wali hai… jiske baare me jaggu us din canteen me mujhe bata raha tha…”
maine invitation card khola…. mujhea aaj se 12 din baad Sharda Enterprises me hone wali party ke liye invite kiya gaya tha. maine invitation card me apna name dekha… usme Arman ki bajay Armaan likha hua tha.
“anpadh sale, madarchod… lawda jayega mera”invitation card dustbin me fek-kar maine apna computer on kiya….
“design… design…. Plan design… kaise karu aaj ki aakhiri loot. Venue kaun sa chunu. Last Time wala kafi door tha aur kafi andhera bhi… wo venue thik nahi aur jab waha loot ho chuki hai toh ye bhi jayaj hai ki Police ki patrolling waha bhi hone lagi hogi aur shayad us-se bhi aage… isliye main kuch bhi karu, last time wala plan flop hai aur idhar colony ke paas karne me dikkat ye hai ki yaha toh hamesha hee police van khadi rahti hai…. phhir kya kiya jaye… kuch toh sochna hoga… dikkat ye nahi ki police mujhe pakad legi… mere bahar aane ka plan toh pahle se hee taiyar hai… par dikkat ye hai ki yadi police walo ne mujhe on the spot pel diya toh ? waise bhi kafi khunnas me honge… khaskar ke mere ambulance lootne ke baad…. Isliye jo sochunga wahi hona chahiye, warna yadi thoda sab hi 19, 20 hua toh khel khatm….”
“Hiii… Armaan… good morning”mere bagal wale computer ke samne baith-te hue ek ladki boli… par ye kaise mumkin hai….
is office me Koyi anjaan mujhse kaise baat kar sakta hai, wo bhi ek ladki… kahi main ise jaanta toh nahi ? ye na toh VR hai aur na hee Princy… phhir kaun hai… jisne sakshat Shri Arman se baat karne ki jurrat ki…

 

[The Immortal]

Update 110

“abey canteen wali hai…”
“kaun canteen wali…”
“abey wahi… jiske sath Jaggu teri setting jama dega bol raha tha… phhir ye tere paas aakar tujhse ladi bhi thi,tune isko sorry bhi bola tha….”
“ yad hai mujhe… main toh bas khud se mazak kar raha tha, you know how funny I am…”
Sharda Enterprises ke sare workers ek bade se hall me kaam karte the, jaha unko jhat barabar space diya gaya tha… jise fir charo taraf se dhayi foot wood se pack kiya gaya tha… jiske andar gol-gol ghoomne wali ek revolving chair, kariya rang ka ek computer rakha rahta tha…. aur kuch zaroori saman bhi... jaise dustbin.
Mujhe uska name yad nahi tha par jab wo bagal me baithi aur mujhe good morning kaha toh main uska name sochne laga… uske dahine hath me coffee thi aur baye hath me news paper… usne is samay jo kapda pahan rakha tha mujhe maloom nahi par jo bhi pahna tha, ghutne tak hee tha. maine kuch second uski jaangho ko bhi ghoora… phhir uske kapdo ke bahar se uski choot ko dekhkar imagine karne laga ki uski choot… choot hai ya phhir bhosda… maine andaza lagana chalu kiya…
“ye school life me set ho gayi hogi 11th-12th me… chalo thoda relaxation de deta hoon aur ise iske college ke first year me set karwata hoon… first year me 20-30 baar, second year me 60-70 baar aur phhir uske baad…. yani... ”
“I said , hello…”mujhe apni taraf ghoorte dekh wo item boli…
“hhhhh…..”
“tum haklate ho….”coffee ka peg table par rakhte hue wo boli, jispar maine uski jaangho se apni najre hatayi aur bina kuch bole apne computer ki taraf dekhne laga… par mera dhyan ab bhi wahi, uski taraf hee tha
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phhir maine samne rakhi file kholi aur use padhne laga...
Ye kaha se aa gayi… aise hee exam me ek ladki bagal me baithi thi, sala pure teen ghante paper likhte waqt lund khada rahta tha aur yaha to 7-8 ghante….aise me toh mera lund tootkar neeche gir jayega… sala ab office me bhi mutth marna padega, taki ye mera khada lund na dekh sake… kahi main iske saamne bhi mutth na mar du.. Is-se achchha toh wo pahle wala mota tha… jo mujhse darker chup toh rahta tha aur apne kaam se kaam rakhta tha… ab ye kaha se aa gayi aur mere bagal me kyun…….
Mere nazar ab bhi meri file me thi par dhyan us nayi laundiya par hee tha… mere dwara use ignore karne ke mere ravvaye par wo thoda naraz thi par apne computer par apni nazre gadaye wo shayad tirachhi nazar se dekh rahi thi… maine bhi ek tirachhi nazar us par dali aur hum dono ki tirachhi nazar takra gayi…
“hatt madarchod, bezzati ho gayi…”turant dusari taraf dekh kar maine version 2.0 se kaha….
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“hi, main Supriya… Supriya Sehgal…”mere taraf apna hath badhate hue wo boli…
“Supriya… Supriya… SuuuuuuuPriya…. Sehgal… utna acha name nahi hai… mera name suno Arman… Shri Arman …. Name aisich hona chahiye, kaha Supriya-vupriya type ka name rakhte ho… ab tum bologi ki… awwww, isme meri kya galti hai, par galti tumhari hee hai… mujhe dekho, maine apna name khud rakha hai… jab main bahut chhota tha… tab mere ghar ke aas-paas wale bhaiya mera admission karane school le gaye the… waha unhone kaha ki iska name Pankaj hai… lekin tabhich apun ne bola ki.. mera name Arman rahega…”us-se hath milate hue maine kaha…
“abey hath kyun milaya us-se… kahi gand khujakar aayi hogi toh…”
“toh main bhi toh mutth markar aaya hoon… ”
“tumhare bare me thik hee bataya tha logo ne… par tum muskura kyun rahe ho… kya mere face par kuch laga hai…. ya phhir…”
“nahi…”
“toh phhir kyun muskura rahe ho…”
“nahi bataunga… aur mujhse na aap karke baat kiya kar… kyunki main yaha tera senior hoon”
“par haqiqat me toh…main tumhari senior hoon… kyunki main yaha recruit hokar nahi aayi hoon… balki mera yaha transfer hua hai aur jo yaha is jagah par kaam karte the… wo tumse senior the… pahle main Sharda Enterprises ki Ahembdabad ke head office me thi aur char saal waha kaam karne ke baad apna transfer yaha kara liya… kyunki yaha mere dad Shivakant Sehgal bhi rahte hai…. kuch week pahle hee unka bhi transfer yaha hua hai…”
“phhir toh tumhari MAA ka bhi transfer hua hoga… matlab full family job me… mast hai… kabhi NH-6 me milo raat ke waqt phhir…”
“meri maa housewife hai…”mere bolne ke dhang se thoda khafa hokar wo boli…
“bur maan gayi… lawda”
“maine suna nahi”
“kyunki maine kuch kaha hee nahi…”
“nahi tumne abhi kuch kaha… mujhe dekhkar…”
“actually main tumhara name yad kar raha tha….”
“Supriya… Sehgal”
“Supriya… hmm… means well-loved”
“beautiful name… isn’t it?”Apni coffee khatm karke wo muskurayi aur mouse ko hath me pakda…
“ beautiful is the ugliest word I have heard in my entire life… so, in this way your name is…. ahem ahem ”
“how the hell… you…”Supriya ka matha thanka par usne khud ki jeebh fisalne nahi di aur lambi-lambi saanse bharkar saamne computer ko refresh maarne lagi… phhir wo ekdum se shant baithi kuch sochne lagi…. Wo shayad ye soch rahi thi ki aise kaise koyi us-se baat kar sakta hai… jaha uske name ko pahli hee baar me koyi ugliest name ka darja de de… usne kabhi socha tak nahi hoga ki koyi uski jaisi item ki bhi insult kar sakta hai wo bhi uska junior…
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Logo ko samajhna chahiye ki main unse baat karne me koyi interested nahi hoon… unhe mujhse bilkul bhi baat nahi karni chahiye. Mere aas-paas wo jab bhi rahe toh apni aukaat me rahe… jyada chu-chakari mujhe pasand nahi. Par aksar ye log bhool jate hai… lagta hai mujhe apne mathe par ‘MISANTHROPE’ ka label lagana padega… taki jo bhi aaye mujhse baat na kare… ab is kanya ko hee dekh lo, kaise mere pahal na karne ke bawzood apni gand uchka-uchka kar udta hua teer gand me lene ki koshish kar rahi thi… aur jab maine teer dal diya toh gand fulakar baith gayi…
“Too much thinking about anyone could result in hatred.” Supriya ko taana marte hue maine kaha… “dil pe mat lo.. it is me… you’ll get used to it..”
“Vandana mam ne bataya tha ki main tumse thoda door rahu… tumhe ajeeb-ajeeb daure padte hai. phhir unhone wo video bhi dikhaya tha jisme yaha upar se neeche koodkar… deewar se khud-ba-khud takra rahe the…unhone ye bhi bataya ki RVC me tum unke bagal wale flat me rahte ho aur puri raat sote nahi… tum-me koyi manners nahi hai… tumhe Vandana mam jald hee nikalne wali hai… shayad tumne aaj ke newspaper me new designer ka advertisement nahi dekha….”saamne se news papar utha kar apne hath me hilate hue wo boli
“kya fark padta hai….”Supriya ke hath se ek jhatke me newspaper chheen kar maine kaha…
“tumhe ye jaankar dukh hua, hai na…”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 111

“thoda-thoda…. Kyunki Sharda Enterprises me mast mahol tha… par koyi baat nahi kyunki jab main yaha se chala jaunga tab main 24x7 hours apne room me bitaunga… kitna maza aayega tab… alone, strong… ”
“toh tum dukhi bhi ho aur khush bhi…”
“well, that’s my first characteristic… I can be both happy and sad at the same Time…”
“good luck”apna hath meri taraf badhakar Supriya boli…
maine phhir se apna mutth marne wala hath Supriya ke hath se milaya par jab Supriya thodi khisiya gayi tab mujhe samajh aaya ki usne apna hath mujhse hath milane ke liye nahi balki newspaper lene ke liye badhaya tha… back to back bezzati.
“tumne itna bhari makeup kyun kiya hai… mera matlab simple cream-powder laga kar bhi toh aa sakti ho na…. uspar se ye duniya bhar ka… tumhari salary toh isi me khatm ho jati hogi… ”
“excuse me… tumse koyi matlab…”
“ Time… dear time… time is our most powerful weapon and you’re just wasting it to apply lipstic in your lips… kitna taiyar hokar aayi hai, zaroor 6 baje se makeup karne baith jati hogi… ”
“shut up… ”
“aur baal, ye hai kaun se rang ka… lol”
“chup rahne ka kya loge….”
“choot……”maine kaha…… mann me.
“dobara mujhse baat mat karna… main tum ladkiyo ko achchhi tarah se jaanta hoon, handsome-smart ladka dekha nahi ki line marna chalu ho jati ho… lekin main us type ka nahi hoon…. Main Arman hoon…”khada hokar waha se jaane ki taiyari karte hue maine Supriya se kaha “aur koyi mere baare me puchhe toh bol dena ki Arman ji ka mood thoda kharab tha toh wo ghar ko nikal gaye hai aur wo apna kaam ghar me karke yogi-jogi ko PM kar denge….”
“unaccompanied… Alone… deserted… friendless… you and your shadow…. These are the things they told me about you… but I’m still wondering… why, I mean why… anyone would like to spend his life alone.”
“question is not why but why not…”Esha ko yaad karte hue maine kaha…
“sorry…?”
“I mean… the question is not why I don’t like people but why should I like them… find the reasons till our next meet and I’ll answer… aur ek baat… I’m not alone… I’m a Narcissist…”
Meri last loot ka date maine aaj fix kar rakha tha, isliye Sharda Enterprises se E-6 aakar maine sabse pahle office ka kaam niptaya aur yogi-jogi ko PM karke bistar ke baki bache do paye bhi ukhad kar unme aag lagakar wahi uske paas chair me baitha aur sochane laga… tabhi mujhe ek number se call aaya… aur maine kuch purane news paper se Bairangi ki kayi photos katkar room se bahar nikla…. Par pahle main ek chhoti si workshop me gaya, waha apna kaam niptaya aur us shaks se mila, jisne mujhe phone kiya tha… phhir main wapsi me Vivek ke paas gaya, use marne nahi balki uski help lene…. is beech jab main apna pura kaam nipta kar wapas room pahucha toh mujhe ahsaas hua ki maine toh aaj bhi kuch nahi khaya tha, isi liye pet me dard ho raha hai… mera sar thoda-thoda ghoomne laga tha… farsh aur chhat hilti hui ya phhir kahu ki vibrate hote hue dikh rahi thi….
“bhookha toh nahi marna chahega….”
“order kiya hai… aata hoga..”
Khana khane ke baad mujhe kafi aaram mila… matlab bahut jyada… itna jyada ki mujhe neend tak aane lagi. Maine headphone fasakar apni aankhe band ki… kafi sukoon mila… main kafi der tak aise hee chair par peechhhe sar tikaye leta raha aur phhir jaise kisi ne peechhe se meri gardan pakddi aur tod di….
“uth be….”
“Aaaalund tuuu…. HL … I mean, hii lawda”
“KL… matlab , kya lawda…. suna hai aakhiri bar tu Esha se mila tha…”
“nahi… kisne kaha…”
“tu mujhse jhooth nahi bol sakta… and by the way, I know… what you know. ”
“you bhi know, what I know… aise me main tujhe chodu kaise banaunga… tu toh pahle hee sab jaan jayega…”
“ jaan-buch kar ban jaunga aur Esha bahar hai, usi jung lagi bench par… jaha hum dono mile the… mujhe pata hai tu wahi uske paas jane wala hai… tu use bhoolta kyun nahi be…”
“koshish jaari hai…”
“kya gunda banoge… ”
“toh chalu…”
“bas beta, maal kya mili… dost ko bhool gaye”
“that’s Shri Arman for you, bitches and call me The Originator”bahar jate hue maine apne mann me kaha… kyunki jo main mann me kahta wo toh use pata chalne hee wala tha toh phhir main peechhe palatkar chilla kar kyun kahu
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“hiiii…”Esha ke bagal me baith kar maine kaha
“oh hii.. Arman…”
“what time it is…”
“five past seven”
“yaha subah hai, par reality me toh raat ho chuki hai…”
“yaha raat nahi hoti, koyi ghar nahi jaata… mere khayal se maine last time bataya tha…”
“maine ye toh nahi socha tha…”
“par yaha aisa hee hai… tumhe andaza bhi nahi ki main kab se yaha tumhara wait kar rahi hoon… tum hamesha se yahi chahte the na… hai na… apni puri zindagi tum yahi chahte the ki main tumhara intezaar karu, jis tarah tum mera parking me college se bahar aane ka karte the… par jab asaliyat me nahi hua toh tumhne wahi concept yaha apply kar diya…. aur jo tumhare dimag me hai yani ki jo tum aaj karne ki firaq me ho… wo mujhe pata hai aur uska anjaam bhi…”
“yeah… I know…. you know,what I know…”
“stop it Arman. It’s enough now… you don’t need to do more… you don’t need more enemies and Daddu isn’t like your any college opponent… he is ruthless. he’ll hunt you down and kill you when he’ll know… who you really are… you’ve seen him and his revenge… but still you’re trying to… okay, leave Nagpur and make new friends… some really good friends not like Arun… ”
“ Arun…? He’s my best friend including some others like Saurabh, Sulabh….”
“I hate them all… they didn’t stop you when they could rather than they enjoyed it.. they used you and when you needed them… they turned their back on you… actually I think, they are also the reason of your bind condition… I hate your all best friends including Rajshri Pandey…”
“I hate your best friends too… especially Divya.”
“really… I didn’t know that… why”
“yeah...I think… our best friends are like our own shit… only we know how to live with them”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 112

“I think… our best friends are like our own shit… only we know how to live with them and about your concern regarding Daddu then sorry to tell you, but Daddu is necessary for my living… he’ll pay what he did…”muskurate hue maine Esha ki taraf dekha… par wo ab bhi thodi chintit thi…. shayad Esha mere dimag ke us bhag ki rachna thi… jo hamesha mujhe aur mere kands ko rokne ki koshish karte the…. par hamesha nakam rahte the…
“ aur Nisha… mujhe nahi lagta jitna wo tumhe pyar karti thi kisi aur ne kiya hoga aur shayad hee koyi aur kare”
“Nisha…. Wo tumhari tarah nahi hai. wo mujhe bore karti thi… chhoti-chhoti baat ko lekar ladti thi ki maine uski friends ko good morning, good night wish kyu nahi karta… main uske messege ka reply usi samay kyun nahi deta… wo kisi bhi shop me jati, kahi bhi jati toh dresses ki pic kheech-kheech kar mujhe bhejti aur bolti ki batao, Arman inme se kaun sa le loon…. Kya ghantaaaa.. sorry, Mera matlab, kya zaroorat hai aisa karne ki, kaun sa main mahan dress designer hoon ya phhir mujhe iske baare me kuch pata hai… Mere khud ke kapde Arun, Saurabh kharidte the kyunki mujhe kharidna nahi aata tha… phhir main uska birthday bhool gaya… main jaanta tha ki yadi main uska birthday bhool gaya toh wo mujhpar jhapatta maregi, isliye maine ek mahine pahle se reminder laga ke rakha tha… lekin pata hai kya hua… reminder ek din aage ka tha… is baat pe ek hafte tak wo naraz rahi… apne ghar se bahar tak nahi gayi… jis-se uski saheliya… whatsapp, facebook yaha tak ki call kar-kar ke mujhe blame karne lagi ki ye sab meri vazah se ye hua hai… uski saheliyo ne itna pareshan karke rakha tha ki sabko block marna pada… jiski baad iski khabar unhone phhir se Nisha ko de di aur phhir se hafto bhar wo bahar nahi nikli…”
“kafi kuch mujhse milta julta hai… aur Arman… shadi ke pahle yadi koyi ladki tumse lade, baar-baar naraz ho jaye toh iska matlab ye nahi ki wo tumse nafrat karti hai, balki pyar karti hai… shadi ke baad ka pata nahi…”
“I agree.. lekin har chiz ki koyi limit hoti hai… har samay ye faltu ka pyar ya ladayi jo bhi tum kahti ho thik nahi rahta…. ab ek baar wo mere sath ghadi kharidne gayi… usne aage ek pahan kar dekhi phhir mujhse puchhi ki kaisi hai… maine kaha badhiya… lekin usne kaha ki main jhooth bol raha hoon. Phhir usne dusari ghadi pahni aur phhir mujhse same sawal.. jiske baad mera bhi same jawab lekin usne phhir kaha ki main jhooth bol raha hoon… is tarah usne teesari ghadi nikalwayi. Tum yakin karogi ki aisa pure ek ghante tak chala… tumhe lagega ki isme kaun si badi baat hai, ek ghante toh normal si baat hai… lekin kabhi karke dekhna. Ek ghante ke baad use ek watch pasand aayi lekin uske agle hee din usne mujhe call karke kaha ki wo.. wo wali return karke dusara kharidegi… mera toh bheja hee khisak gaya sunkar, diya jordar batti… jispar wo boli ki, toh chalo na kaun sa job karte ho…din bhar room me pade hee toh rahte ho… matlab aisa wo kaise bol sakti hai, meri bezzati karne ka haq sirf Arun ko hai…”
“and you still didn’t understand why I’m not with you, why Nisha is not with you…”
“ A time comes in your life when you realize that losing people isn’t actually….. a loss and I realized it in 8th Semester…. Thanks to you, Gautam and my family”bolkar main muskuraya…. Par main ye bhi jaanta tha ki Esha itni jaldi haar nahi manegi… kyunki Esha ke roop me indirectly ya phhir directly main khud se hee baat kar raha tha… yani ki main khud se lad raha tha aur yahi hota hai,jab do mere jaise log aapas me bhidte hai toh….. audience tay nahi kar pati ki kaun sahi hai aur kaun galat.. kaun jeetega aur kaun harega….
“We all have to pay the price for our sins and if you didn’t then you will… ”
“don’t worry…. One solid step and everything will be changed.”
“it is very hard to convince you….. I can’t…”
“no one can….”
“you always do the things which people tell you not to do... hai na”
“yes…. and trust me...I love it. I just hate everyone excluding you… I cant hate you, I mean I tried but fortunately, I failed… ”
“that’s the Arman I know… who hates everyone, who hates truth… who hates….”
“no…..”maine beech me kaha “I don’t hate truths. No…. I don’t hate truths…. i hate the society…and there are many differences between these two…. Two…. Two hateful objects”
“OKAY, I surrendered…. Time to go….”background me chalte gaane ko sunkar Esha boli…. “you won, I lost”
“my alarm…. Shit.…”waha khade hokar maine kaha aur apna goggle shirt se saaf karne laga…. maine thoda Esha ko chidhaya bhi ki kaise wo mujhse is word-war me haar gayi par wo muskurati rahi…. Alarm ki aawaz dheere-dheere tez hone lagi aur waha mauzood har chiz apni jagah par hilne lagi….
“ you’re smiling…”
“ does my smile scare you… ?”
“ no… the other thing scares me most actually that’s the scariest thing ”
“and what is that scariest thing….”
“I’ve seen the future and the scariest thing is…. one day you wont be able to smile…..”
“then that day will be my last day…………… bitch.”goggle lagane ke baad maine kaha aur idhar meri aankh khul gayi… maine mobile ka alarm band kiya aur…. jis chair par soya hua tha, us-se uthkar main bathroom me pahucha aur bathroom ka nal kholkar nal ke neeche thande pani me apna sar dhone laga… raat ke 11 baj chuke the. bathroom se bahar aakar maine apne bedroom se ass hataya… I mean ash.. wood ash. Aur phhir do-teen pet dard ki goli khayi taaki aain mauke par mere pet me marod na ho….
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Main NH-6 me jaha bhi, jo bhi kand karta… har jagah mushkilat the aur ye mushqil police paida kar rahi thi… isliye maine police van ko hee lootne ka socha... mujhe pata hai ki main chodu hoon kyunki ek toh main police van ko lootne ja raha tha jo ki pahle se hee taiyar the upar se yadi main kamyab bhi hua toh hazar-do hazar ke aalawa mujhe kuch nahi milne wala tha… par meri ye loot paiso ke liye nahi thi. meri ye loot self satisfaction ki thi… taaki zindagi bhar main jab bhi NH-6 ke baare me sochu… toh main ise apne victory spot ke roop me yaad rakhu na ki us roop me jaha maine apni puri ek rat sardi ke dino me nadi ke beech me bitayi thi… maine katte me kartoos bhara aur chehre par roomal baandh kar phhir se us shortcut wali gali me nikla jis par last time gaya tha… kyunki front se jaane par police wale toh mujhe dekhte hee pel dete aur yadi na bhi pelte toh pakad toh lete hee… isliye maine wo andhere me jhadi-jhunjhati me ghuskar us kachche raaste me aage badhta raha….
Kathinayi toh mujhe aaj bhi hui, par main aage badhta gaya aur apne mathe me kayi jagah jhadiyo ke kharoch ke nishan lekar finally main highway me pahucha….
NH-6 highway par ekdum beech-o-beech khada hokar maine jor se police walo ko gali di… bahut bhayankar gali… matlab itni bhayankar ki main khud darr gaya ki yadi kisi policewale ne sun liya toh wo toh meri gand hee phad dalega…. Par meri gali mere aalawa kisi ne nahi suni….
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Mera plan simple tha… kisi bhi police jeep ko pakadna, unhe batti dena, ek do ko goli marna phhir do-char dialogue dekar waha se kalti ho jana… isliye NH-6 me mera sabse pahla kaam aaj police jeep ko dhoondhana tha…. wo bhi aisi police jeep ko jo ki patrolling marte waqt kahi khadi ho… isiliye NH-6 me main us shortcut raaste ko pakadkar itna peechhe aaya tha aur Mujhe ye bhi pata tha ki police jeep mujhse kitni door me, kis direction me khadi hogi… maine usi direction me apna rookh kiya aur daudne laga…. daudte hue maine katte me silencer fit kiya… silencer: kya maine iski story batayi ki silencer mujhe kaha se mila ?
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Main aaj Sharda Enterprises se dopahar me hee room aa gaya tha, par room aane se pahle main ek workshop pe gaya tha… sabse pahle main jis workshop me gaya, waha kafi bheed thi aur us workshop ka owner thoda Buddha tha, isliye maine andaza lagaya ki sala ye mera kaam nahi kar payega, isliye main dusare workshop me pahucha… par wo band tha. teesare workshop wale ne mera kaam karne se mana kar diya aur bola ki main police station se written me likha ke laun aur sath me apne aadhar card ki photocopy uske paas jama karu… gandu, lawda… itni mehnat aur risk uthana hota toh main khud nahi bana leta… phhir main chauthe workshop pe gaya jaha wo 1500 me mera kaam karne ko maan gaya…
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[The Immortal]

Update 113

Usne mujhe 1 inch, 2 inch diameter ki PVC pipe lane ke liye bola aur do-char different size ki drill bit ke sath glue bhi magwaya… jab maine ye sab saaman use lakar diya toh usne mujhe andar karke workshop ka gate lock kiya aur fatafat kaam me lag gaya… pahle toh usne mere katte ke barrel ka size mapa, phhir jo maine do pvc pipes lakar di thi.. use tape se mapne laga… measuring-veasuring karke usne chhote size wale pipe me equally spaced drill hole kiya aur ek wood ring ki help se use bade wale pvc pipe me fit karke use glue se chipka diya…
“ye niklega toh nahi…”pvc pipe ko kheechkar maine kaha “lawda… ye toh alag ho gaya…”
“sukhne toh de bhai… ab kya mutth marne ke baad lund ekdum se thodi chhota ho jata hai, thoda Time toh lagta hai na.. waise hee, bas thode samay ke baad ye jud jayenge…”wapas se wood ring ke sath dono pvc pipe ko set karke workshop wale ne kaha….
“nice…… example…”
Iske baad jab glue ke karan dono pvc pipes jud gayi toh usne use pakad kar na jaane kya-kya karta raha…. Kabhi ek saw me pelta toh kabhi dusare saw me… kabhi vertically toh kabhi horizontally aur phhir finally mujhse mera katta maga… aur katte ke purje-purje alag karke katte ke barrel me khanche yani threads banaye aur phhir silencer ko katte ke barrel me ghuma-ghumakar fit karke mujhe dete hue bola….
“1500…”
“kamal ka aadmi hai yar tu toh…” 1500 ke badle 2000 dekar maine uske hath se apna hathiyar liya aur silencer khol kar wapas fit karte hue bola “keep the change…”
“waise bhi change nahi hai… name kya hai tumhara…”
“The Originator…”kahte hue maine zameen me uske pair ke paas goli chalayi, jis-se wo kood kar door chhitak gaya…
“pagal hai kya lawda…”
“haan…”
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Toh NH-6 me daudte hue maine katte me silencer fit kiya aur jab daudte hue mujhe door police van dikhayi di toh main wahi ruka aur ek ped ki oot me chhipkar situation ko analyse karne laga…
“andhere me dikhayi dene wala binocular bhi kharid lena chahiya tha… kuch dikh hee nahi raha, yaha se toh…”kahkar main ped ke peechhe chhipte-chhipte aage badhne laga… aur jaise hee main unke kafi karib aaya main phhir se wahi rooka aur situation ka jayja lene laga…
Police van me shayad do policewale the, jinme se ek wireless par thodi-thodi der me baat kar raha tha aur ek khali steering sambhale hua tha… kul do log the aur dono hee aage baithe hue the… maine silencer ko ghuma-ghuma kar khola aur ek baar phhir se use achchhi tarah se gun me fit kiya aur neechhe jhuk-kar aage badha… main police van ke peechhe gaya aur wahi baithkar upar-neeche ho rahi meri saans ko thoda control kiya… mere gale me kharash hone lagi, jise maine apna muh dabakar shant kiya aur phhir police van ki tek lekar wahi sadak par baitha raha…
“three….one….. two….”
Teen tak gin-ne ke baad main utha aur neeche jhuk-kar samne wali khidki ke paas pahuchkar wireless par baat karte hue policewale ke kanpattti par seedhe katta sata diya aur ek gahri lambi saans li…
“give me your all money otherwise I’ll give you death… whooo”
jiske sar par maine katta rakha tha, wo toh achet hee ho gaya matlab wo ekdum murti ke mafiq apni seat par mano jam gaya tha par jisne steering sambhal rakhi thi usne turant apne senior ka revolver nikala aur mujhpar taan diya…
“all clear bolke wireless rakh… aur tu be, driver… jo bolta hoo kar, warna dono ki main yahi maiyya chod dunga… rakh wireless madarchod, ek bar me sunayi nahi deta kya aur us bhosdiwale ko bol ki apni maa mat chudaye, revolver dikha ke… warna main toh bulletproof jacket pahna hoon,bach jaunga… lekin tu nipat jayega… ab chal bol, usko ki wo revolver peechhe wali seat par fek de…”
Jis policewale ke kanpattti par maine gun taani thi usne hath ke ishare se apne sathi policewale ko revolver neeche rakhne ke liye kaha aur sath hee wireless me all clear bolkar usne wireless bhi peechhe fek diya… maine unhi me se ek se peechhe wala gate khulwaya aur andar baithkar dono ke sar par gun taankar hasne laga….
“driver gadi badha… kitni der se dekh raha hoon, kab se yahi khade ho… bore nahi hote kya tumlog…”
“teri toh main bajaunga… achchhe se..”
“madarchod, gadi aage badha… dhamki baad me de dena…”
“police se rada kar raha hai tu, bach kar jayega kaha…”gadi start karte hue us driver ne kaha…
“Teri bahan ke paas jaunga….”
Jispar wo gadi chalate hue hee gusse se peechhe mudne laga par maine tabhi use ahsaas dilaya ki uski khopdi ka bhavisya mere hath me hai….
“abhi gadi ki speed kam kar aur aage se left mar… us chor basti me rahta hoon main. Par mujhe pata hai ki tum log yakin nahi karoge, tum log sochoge ki bhala ek chor apne thikana kyun batayega… aur tum log aisa sochoge yahi sochkar maine wo kaha… jis par tumhe yakin nahi karna chahiye par phhir bhi tum uspar yakin karoge aur finally result ye hoga ki tum log khud confuse ho jaoge ki maine exactly kaha kya tha…dekho be… mujhe jyada ghuma-firakar baat-chit karne ka shauk nahi hai isliye bol raha hoon… wallet nikal kar mujhe do”
Unke sar ke peechhe guns ko tight karke maine kaha… jiske baad dono ne apna wallet mujhe diya…
“sale garibo… tumse jyada paisa toh mere paas college time me rahta tha… aur ek baat batao mujhe tumlog… tumlog bhosdiwalo, itna udi me kyun rahte ho be.. mera matlab jhat barabar hawaldar jinme se adhiktar ko lawda gravity kya hota hai ye tak nahi maloom wo behanchod aise uchakta hai jaise madarchod kitna bada gyani hoon… chal be tu bata… wormhole kya hai ?”
“kyaaa….”jis-se maine puchha tha, uske baju wale ne kaha… yani driver ne.
“tujhse puchha kya maine…”apne katte se uske hath me kartoos ghused kar maine kaha… “beta lightly mat le mujhe, maa chod dunga tum sabki… chal idhar se right maar… abey bhosdiwale right me tera sasural hai kya jo udhar mod raha hai… left le. Jo main bolu uska just opposite karna…”
Par left turn lene ki bajay usne break mara aur apna hath pakad kar dard se dabane laga… aur phhir khunnas me mujhpar peechhe jhapatta marne ki koshish ki, par kartoos ghusa uska hath ke dard ne use peechhe thik se mudne tak nahi diya…
“tu saaale, rook behan ke laude…. Bhajiya tal dunga tera main… madar…”
“teri dayi ka bhosda… Originator ko gali deta hai… madarchod, teri maiiya ko chod dalu, tere baap ke gand me tera lund… chutiya, burchoti ke… I mean burchodi ke…, burmari ke… gand-mare madarchod, burchatte, randi ki paidaish…. Kutte…”
“kutta bolta hai mere ko.. isssss … sher hoon main sher, ek baar tu pakad me aa, yahi tera gala ghot kar teri maa nahi chod diya toh bolna…”
“tu sher hai…? lol… teri maa jungle sher se chudwani gayi thi ya sher tere ghar teri maa ko chodne aaya tha… sala teri maa toh phhir mera bhi lawda bhi le legi… kahi ganga-jamuna ki randi toh nahi hai teri maa… phhir toh shayad choda bhi hoga maine teri maa ko… gand bhi mari hogi teri maa ki… teri maa ke muh me mutth bhi giraya hoga… meri chhod, teri maa ko toh tere hee police department ke log chodte honge, infact… tu khud logo ko apni maa ki chudai me invite karta hoga… thik usi tarah jaise log apne dosto ko khane pe invite karte hai.. tere senior ne bhi teri maa ko choda hoga.. main toh bas soch-soch kar khush ho raha hoon ki teri maa ki gand ke chhed ka diameter toh do-dhayi centimeter ka ho gaya hoga itne logo se chudwane ke baad… kahi tu bhi toh apni maa ko nahi chodta, sale incest… bhosdike… ab bol… hahahahaha…”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 114

Us police driver ne apna sar peet liya, wo kabhi rota toh kabhi meri gali sunkar steering wheel me hee apna sar de marta… is dauran uska senior use shant rahne ke liye bolta raha… par wo toh mano pagal hee ho gaya tha aur gusse se aise ubal raha tha ki yadi main galti se bhi uske hath aa gaya toh wo mera jeete-jee karamkand kar dega… khair… choro ki basti me maine ek jagah police van rukwaya aur apna katta aur unme se ek ka revolver… jo mujhe mast naye jamane ka lag raha tha use lekar neeche utara aur tyre par goli markar waha se bhaga-bhag macha diya…
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Choro ki basti se escape plan maine bahut pahle hee banaya hua tha… kisi ko yaad hai ya nahi par jab maine NH-6 me loot ke dauran car me soti hui item ko jhapad mara tha, uske pahle jab uska husband mootne ke liye car se utara tha… uske pahle main NH-6 me ghoomte hue bore ho raha tha. Remember ? tabhi maine sadak ke kinare ret par ek patli lakdi lekar zameen me plan banaya tha ki yadi police bychance mujhe kabhi gher bhi leti hai toh main yaha jungle ke through chor-basti me jaunga… phhir basti cross karke sadak ke dusari oor, samne dusari basti me pahchunga aur river view colony ki direction me aage badhte hue us dusari basti ko cross karke jo nadi bahti hai use paar karke river view colony me aish farmaunga… par kyunki mera nadi me koodne ka koyi vichar nahi tha isliye maine apne plan ko reverse mode me activate kiya tha… yani ki nadi par karke , pahle choro ki basti me aana… phhir wo chhota jo jungle tha, uske through NH-6 ko cross karke colony me pahuchna….
Ab kyunki main already choro ki basti me bhag raha tha isliye maine jungle me entry mari… aur andhadhund bhagta raha… bhagte-bhagte main kayi baar ped se takrata toh kayi baar mera pair kisi jagah faskar mujhe gira deta, lekin main har baar uth khada hota aur phhhir se bhagne lagta… maine apni speed kam karke rakhi hui thi, taaki yadi main kisi chiz se takrau bhi toh mujhpar impact kam pade… lekin tabhi mere bagal me aisi aawaz hui jaisi kisi ne goli mari ho… aur is aawaz se hee meri gand fat gayi aur main full speed ke sath bhagne laga… par goli ab bhi chal hee rahi thi.. aur samay ke sath mujhpar jo log goli chala rahe the, unki sankhya bhi badhne lagi thi..
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Maine peechhe mudkar dekha toh paya ki kayi aadmi vishal torch liye mere peechhe daud rahe hai.. shuru me mere peechhe 4-5 torch lapak rahe the par phhir thodi hee der me ye sankhya teen gune se bhi jyada ho gayi aur sab mujhpar firing kiye ja rahe the… par meri kismet achchhi thi ki yaha itna andhera tha ki wo thulle mujhe dekh nahi pa rahe the upar se unki aur meri distance bhi kafi thi…. par phhir bhi wo mere peechhe pade the… par ajeeb baat ye thi ki salo ko ye kaise maloom chal raha tha ki main kis direction me mud raha hoon…. Main jis taraf bhi mudta, jaha bhi ghusta… police wale usi ke according apna direction change kar rahe the… Maine NH-6 me raat-o-raat ghoom-ghoom kar ek se ek rasto ko khoj nikala tha… taaki waqt aane par main police walo ko chakma de saku aur unhi raasto me main is samay bhag raha tha par police kaise unhi raasto me mere peechhe aa rahi thi… upar se wo na toh kahi rook rahi thi aur na hee kahi bhatak rahi thi… bole toh exact main jidhar jata, udhar wo pahuch jati…
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“Yaha mujhe nahi dhoondh payenge ye…” hafte hue ek kaatedar jhadi ke andar side se ghuste hue main badbadaya… “gand mar li be behanchodo ne… pata hota ki sale itna daudayenge toh do hafte pahle se stamina bana kar rakhta… lagta hai chhati fat jayegi…. Kahi heart fail na ho jaye madarchod….”
Jhadi ke andar ghuskar main thodi der sustaya ki tabhi mere peechhe bhag rahe policewale daudte-daudte rook gaye aur dheere-dheere meri taraf chalkar aane lage…
“inki maa ka… inhe pata toh nahi chal gaya ki main yaha chhipa hoon ? rook kyun gaye ye… sala bhag leta hoon, warna pakad me aaya toh encounter kar denge yahi pe… upar se sala itni bhayankar gali bhi de rakhi hai…ki… wo toh akele sau goli marega mujhe… bhaag lawda…”ahiste-ahiste jhadi se nikalkar dabe paanv khisakte hue maine socha… par shayad mere pair ki aahat unko sunayi de gayi aur unme se ek ne jisne pata nahi hath me kya pakad rakha tha… meri taraf ishara karke kaha….
“wo bhag raha hai…”usne kaha
“goli maro kutte ko…”ye uske kisi sathi ne kaha hoga…
“jaan se mat marna koyi, usne meri maa ko gali di hai, use main sabak sikhaunga….”ye shayad us police cum driver ne kaha hoga….. bhagte hue maine andaza lagaya aur tabhi mere upar roshani padi….
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Wo mere itne paas aa chuke the ki unki torch ki roshani mere sharir me pad rahi thi… maine waha se bhagne me pura jor laga diya aur physics bhagwan se dua karne laga ki wo apne physics putra ki help kare aur is incident ko apni kisi theory me uljha de… ya phhir mujhe yaha se kaise bhi karke nikal de.. Arun ki kasam khakar kahta hoon ki aaj ke baad ek footi kaudi nahi churaunga…
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“bhagne mat dena haramjade ko… danda fek ke maro harami ko….”
Policewale walo ne ab firing band kar di thi, yani wo mujhe zinda pakadne ke firaq me the… isiliye main bhi goli nahi mar raha tha kyunki yadi main ek-do fire karta toh phhir policewale bhi firing par utar aate. filhal mujhe rokne ke liye wo gas ke gole, danda, patthar fek ke mujhe mar rahe the… aadhe se adhik policewale toh bhagne ke dauran kafi peechhe chhoot gaye the par do-teen aise the jo barabar jungle me mere peechhe bhag rahe the… jo shayad new-new join hue honge…. jab bhagte hue mujhe highway ke uspar river colony ke paas aane ka aabhas hua toh maine jungle ke paar highway ko crosss karke RVC jaane ka socha… par yadi main is tarah jata toh policewale bhi mere peechhe pad jate aur mera peechha karte-karte wo bhi Colony pahuch jate, jaha se unhe mujhe dhoondhna jyada aasan rahta… isliye maine apna jacket nikala aur andar us jacket me bandhe do bomb nikale…. sahi suna….. bomb. Real bomb.
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Kya maine apne bomb banane ki story batayi ? nahi… ?
toh hua actually ye tha ki workshop se main silencer banwa kar jab apne room yani ki E-6 ki taraf aa raha tha toh raaste me mera pair ek battery se takraya jise laat marte hue main apne room tak laya aur phhhir ghuma kar ek laat us battery ko aisa mara ki seedhe boundary paar VR ke ghar ki deewar se battery takraya…. Aur tabhi mujhe kuch soojha… maine VR ke flat se wo battery liya aur Vivek ke medical me pahucha…. Maine us-se hydrogen peroxide ki maang ki,jispar usne kaha ki…
“main ye nahi bechta…bro.. lekin main us bro ko jaanta hoon jo aapko ye de sakta hai…”
“sach…”
“haan bro…”
“chal phhir shutter gira… dukan ka…”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 115

Maine Vivek ko mere bro hone ka vaasta diya aur use lekar usi ki bike me us chemist shop me pahucha jaha se mujhe Vivek ne hydrogen peroxide ki 2 litre ki botal dilwa di… maine us botal par label dekha…
“3 %, dil. Hydrogen peroxide… is-se mera kaam nahi hoga , mujhe concentrated hydrogen peroxide chahiye… jisme 60-70 % hydrogen peroxide ho…”
“abey rocket udayega kya..”haste hue us chemist ne kaha “ le ja, isi ko… cons. Hydrogen peroxide aise hee nahi milta yadi Nagpur ka collector bhi personally mage toh use bhi nahi milega aur mere paas hai bhi nahi… ”
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2 Litre Dilute hydrogen peroxide , ek thermometer lekar main apne room pahucha aur jo hydrogen peroxide main lekar aaya tha use gas par garam karne ke liye chadha diya… main beech-beech me thermometer ubalte hue hydrogen peroxide me dalkar temperature check kar raha tha ki kahi temp. 100 degree celsius se adhik na ho jaye kyunki water jo ki hydrogen peroxide me mix tha wo toh 100 degree celsius me steam ban kar udd ja raha tha lekin hydrogen peroxide ko steam banane ke liye 150 degree temp. chahiye tha… isiliye meri yahi koshish thi ki temp. 100-105 degree ko anyhow cross na kare… taki liquid se sirf water portion out ho aur dilute hydrogen peroxide, concentrated hydrogen peroxide me convert ho jaye… 5-6 ghante lag gaye mujhe is kaam me… is dauran, wo battery jo mujhe sadak se mili thi, maine use khola aur pura black material jo ki magnesium oxide tha use conc. hydrogen peroxide me milakar half litre ke do bottle me bhar kar shock detonator fit karke apne jacket me achchhi tarah se baandh kar…. Chair me so gaya, jaha phhir meri Arun, Esha se mulaqat hui aur aankh khulne ke baad , police wale ko pelkar jungle me bhagte hue, jab mujhe aabhas hua ki colony bas mujhse thodi hee door me hai toh maine daudte hue apna jacket utara aur dono bottles ko nikal kar bhagte hue rook gaya…
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“bhag behanchod… bomb hai”meri taraf bhag rahe police wale ko sachet karne ke uddeshya se maine kaha aur cap nikal kar puri taqat se wo bottle zameen me feka….
“madarchod phoot na….”jab kuch seconds ho gaye aur visfot nahi hua toh maine darr ke mare khud se kaha…
Policewala jo mere bomb bolne par ruka hua tha, jab kuch seconds aur bomb nahi foota toh wo dheere-dheere phhir meri taraf badha…
“aaa.. aaa…. Lavde aaa… ek aur botal hai… seedhe tere khopdi me fodunga… aaaa gand me dum hai toh aa… madarchod, teri dayi ka bhosda…”
Par jab meri taraf badhte hue policewale ne apne kadam peechhe nahi kiye toh maine dusari botal bhi fekne ka socha aur jaise hee botal ko fekne ke liye hath uthaya waha gand fad visfot hua… itna bada ki behanchod main waha se kayi meter door ja gira… main seedhe jakar ped se takraya aur kuch der tak apni aankhe band kiye hue baitha raha…
“15 seconds… got it…”ped ko pakadkar khada hote hue maine kaha aur dusari botal ka bhi cap nikalkar jor se feka… aur goggle lagakar Highway ki taraf badha… aur kuch der baad yani ki 10-12 seconds baad background me phhir se ek bhayankar visfot hua aur main bade aaram se highway paar karke langdate hue, kate-fate kapdo ke sath… chori, chupke colony ki boundary koodkar apne room me pahucha… room pahuchkar maine darwaja andar se lock kiya aur chhat ki taraf ek hath uthakar uparwale se bola….
“chodte hai….. lawda”
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Maine police ke revolver jise maine loota tha use apne katte ke sath saaf karke neeche farsh pe rakha aur jakar sofe par mari halat me ja gira… kyunki bed ko toh maine aag lagakar tap liya tha. main chahta tha ki ab mujhe bas Arun ya Esha dikh jaye taki mere andar ki bechaini, police ka khauff thoda kam ho… maine music play karke earphone kaan me lagaya aur room ki light ke sath-sath apni aankhe band ki… par usi samay mera darwaja kisi ne bahut jor se peeta… itni jor se ki main kursi se kap-kapate hue utha…
“kahi, Aradhna toh mujhe nahi dara rahi…”chair se ekdum uthkar maine anuman lagaya… aur main abhi thik dhang se anuman laga bhi nahi paya tha ki mere darwaje me ek baar phhir se jordar aawaz hui…
Aur abki baar aawaz bahut jyada tez thi… jaise koyi darwaje ko goliyo se bhoon raha ho… tabhi mere dimag me strike kiya ki… ki… kahi police toh nahi aa gayi… 2.0 ?
“BC Police… bhag lawda…”
Aur jaise hee 2.0 ne kaha… main turant mobile, earphone wahi patak kar peechhe wala exit door khola…
“sala ye toh bathroom hai…”
Phhir maine dusara darwaja khola…
“ye toh bedroom hai, yahi se toh nikla tha be…”
“ek minute, sochne de… bahar wale exit se peechhe wala exit thik 180 degree par hai… toh jis darwaje se goliyo ke chalne ki aawaz aa rahi hai, us-se thik 180 degree me dusari taraf peechhe wala exit hoga… yess.. got it…”
Jis gate ke bahar se goliyo ki aawaz aa rahi thi jisme bahut sare chhed ho chuke the, us-se thik seedhe wale gate ki kundi pakad kar mujhe khayal aaya ki Jack Sparrow ka wo “aaj ka din tumhe hamesha yaad rahega….” Wala dialogue police ko maar du… lekin maine jaise hee gate ki kundi pakad kar gate khola… mere sar me saamne se kisi ne bahut tez se mara… shayad dande se… kaan ke thoda upar khopdi me… aur usne itni jor se mara tha ki aankh apne aap band ho gayi… kaan ke sath-sath pura dimag sunn pad gaya…. usne mujhe dande se itni tej se mara tha ki dusari taraf bhi tej dard ho raha tha ya phhir kahu toh pura sar hee dard de raha tha… pata nahi kis chiz se mara tha sale the… pura sar ghoom gaya… aur main sirf ek war me hee peechhe hokar zameen me baith gaya.
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Main wahi darwaje ke paas bahut der tak aankhe band karke baitha raha, is dauran police walo ne main gate ukhada aur sab ke sab waha bahar jitney mauzood the, wo sab aa gaye…
“khade kar isko… pure room dekho, kaha-kaha kya-kya chhipa rakha hai isne…. Sala, aatankwadi”
Itne me ek ne mujhe uthaya aur meri gardan dabate hue peechhe deewar par jor se patka, jis-se ek baar phhir mera sar me dard hua, meri aankhe ab bhi band thi… par is harqat ke karan maine apni aankhe kholi toh dekha ki saamne wahi police wala tha… jiski maa ko maine NH-6 me randi, chakla, chhinar kaha tha…
“mujhe mara ja sakta hai, lekin haraya nahi ja sakta….”maine 2.0 se kaha…
“kya matlab be tera…”
“dekh…”
Maine us police driver ko jiske hath me maine goli mari thi uski taraf dekhkar kaha….
“tu wahi hai na… jiski maa sabse chudwati hai…lo.. lo..lol”

 

[The Immortal]

Update 116

Chapter-32: ill will
usne aav na dekha taav aur mera sar pakad kar lagatar deewar pe marne laga aur phhir gardan pakad kar neeche patak diya jiske baad uska sath dene uske kayi sathi aaye aur mujhe laato se, dande se bhada-bhad marne lage…
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Sabse jyada dum lagakar mujhe wo mar raha tha, jiski maa ko maine randi kaha tha… us samay police se maar khate waqt meri jehan me 8TH SEMESTER ! ka wo scene yaad aaya jab police walo ne mujhe aur mere dosto ko jail me bharkar koota tha…
Koyi mere jabde me laat marta toh koyi rifle ko ulta karke dana-dan mujhe pele pada tha… mera sar shayad phat chuka tha, isiliye pure farsh me khoon phail raha tha… mera sar hee nahi balki mere sharir ke kayi hisse, kayi hisso se phat chuke the aur iske bawzood police wale the ki pele pade the… meri aankhe ab band honi lagi thi, mere sar se bahta khoon meri aankho me bhar raha tha jiske karan mujhe apni aankhe band karne padi aur…………… phhir
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main ek baar phhir se yaha tha. apne college me, apne hostel me, apne room me… main langdate hue apne bistar se utha aur khidki ke bahar dekha… hostel ke bahar aaj bhi wo jung lagi bench rakhi hui thi, jispar Esha mera intezaar kar rahi thi…. Arun mere peechhe khada tha aur sath me Saurabh bhi…
“so, this is the end of The Great Arman… ?”Arun ne hamesha ki tarah majakiya andaaz me puchha.. Arun ki jo tasveer, jo yaad mere dimag me thi… wo uski chuTiyepanti ki thi… isiliye maine use aise hee save karke rakha hua tha. jaha situation koyi bhi ho wo mujhse hamesha majak hee karega…
“maybe, I don’t know… cigarette hai…?”
“maine kaha tha, sharif ban ja…”mere muh me cigarette fasate hue Arun ne kaha… jispar maine uski baat ka koyi jawab nahi diya aur Saurabh ki taraf dekhkar kaha….
“tu toh aa gaya… kya hal hai Delhi ka. Rajshri Pandey kaha hai”
“Rajshri Pandey humara junior tha… jo jis sequence me tujhse haqiqat me mila tha, usi sequence me yaha bhi tujhse milega… par lagta hai ki uske aane se pahle hee… tu”
“toh kya main yaha se bhi mar jaunga ?”chauk kar maine puchha…
“hume kya pata lawda…”mere muh se cigarette chheen kar Arun bola… “ye dekh, aise dhua nikal lega.. aise, circular shape me…”
“circular… ? abey main rectangular shape me bhi nikal sakta hoon…”
“yeah… man”apne chaddi ke andar hath dalte hue Arun bola “chal bathroom ko sperm donate karke aate hai aakhiri bar…”
“kya Esha hamesha us jung lagi bench me baithi rahti hai… ?”khidki se bahar Esha ko dekhkar maine puchha..
“hamesha nahi, par jab-jab tu yaha aata hai… wo yaha apne aap prakat ho jati hai achanak se… matlab hume pata hee nahi chalta ki wo kab , kidhar se aayi…warna main wo raasta hee band na karwa du…”
“itna hee nafrat karta hai toh jaan se maar kyun nahi deta use…”
“maine koshish ki thi……. Par koyi nateeza nahi hua. Phhir maine check karne ke liye Varun ko jo 6-7 saal se engineering kar raha hai use marne ki koshish ki… tab mujhe pata chala ki yaha koyi bhi nahi mar sakta…”
“creativity…”
“ ja uske paas, mil le us-se…”
“rahne de… aaj mood nahi hai…”aakhiri kash kheechkar maine kaha “ek aur de…”
“khatam… dukan se lana padega…”
“wo almari ke upar kya hai…”
“wo kharab hai be, bahut din se waha rakhi hai. pani me gir gayi thi toh sukhane ke liye rakh diya tha… rahne de… kharab ho gayi hogi…”
“pagal hai kya…”almari ke upar se wo cigarette nikal kar maine kaha
“ajeeb taste aayega uska.. rahne de… kharab hai”
“ kharab chize kabhi kharab nahi hoti”
“tu toh ek baar me hee ludhak gaya be Arman.. maine toh socha tha ki police walo ka jamkar muqabala karega aur jung jeet ke aayega…”mere kandhe me hath rakhkar mere sath khidki ke bahar Esha ko dekhte hue Saurabh ne kaha…
“I’m neither the winner nor the loser… I’m Yugpurush, Shri AR-Man, MTL, 4D Man… nope… 5D and The Originator…. And Shagman also.”
“really..? phhir kyun haqiqat me teri body ekdum se shant pad gayi… phhir kyun tujhe itna dard hua….”
“To become the strongest man you need to face the strongest pain…because The more pain we feel…stronger we become.”
“so you’re still breathing…”
“I hope so…”
“oh teri…”mere muh se cigarette chheenkar Arun bola… “If you’re still breathing then there is still hope.”
“what’s that supposed to mean ?”
“Make your priorties… Create your options.…Then pick up the one… and Do the action…”
“kya matlab tera…”
“ye matlab hai mera…”laat maarkar mujhe khidki se bahar fek-kar Arun bola “take it easy… Shagman…”
Aur main full speed ke sath neeche girne laga… girta raha aur girta raha… par neeche gira nahi… iska karan jan-ne ke liye jab maine aaju-baju nazar dali toh paya ki… main… main… neeche nahi balki upar gir raha tha. yeah, you heard it correctly… khidki se girne ke baad main aasman ki taraf khicha ja raha tha wo bhi bahut tez speed se… escape speed se… jisne mujhe meri hee duniya se nikal feka aur wapas mere flat me lejakar mujhe patak diya….
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“zinda hai sir… mara nahi abhi…”
“marna mat… ambulance ko call karo aur aas-paas ke jitney log ghar ke bahar aaye hai, sabko andar bhej do… koyi dekhe na aur koyi video na bana paye… ek kaam kar Shriwas, ambulance ko rahne de… police jeep me hee dal isko… aur turant hospital lekar ja…”
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Once my Physic professor asked me… Arman, how would you relate your life with physics and I replied
“Life is like Physics sir, Simple and BeauTiful.”
“ unless we make it complicated… outstanding... top-notch... great, but tell me, why is it simple and beautiful”
“because of its universal truth and surprising discoveries… we work hard but at the end, we all die… this is the universal truth and about discoveries… you know more about this than I do….. ”