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

[Yug Purush]

Bhai yeh story khud perhne k bad mein ne apne bhai ko perhae or woh bilkul pagal the yeh story perh ker just like me...yeh story mein ne 2 3 saal pehly perhe thy or sach kahu toh iss story ko perh ker he mein aese forums mein aya tha or ata hoon werna yaha toh poora din sirf lund or choot ke he stories hote hein..SGP bhai ap mere fav writer ho yar .. I was thinking no one has contact with u..happy to see u here..and plz complete this story...waiting for it..


My Fav stories ranking:

1)8th semester
2) Shivam the uncomplete intension
3)Wah!! Life ho toh aese
4) Wah!! Life ho toh aese 2
5)Life of an engineer

Tension not... raat ko 2 baje Atmakami hee likh raha hu 15-20 din me likh ke , edit vdit karke seedhe pdf post karunga... thanks...

 

[Naina]

end explanation .

Armaan ka hallucination badhate badhate inta badh gaya ki uske liye realty or dream mai fark pata karna namumkin sa hogaya.
apni realty ko pata karna ke liye armaan wapis gaya 8th semester ki story mai yani apne college . wahan use pata chala ki arun uska best friend wo ek train accident mai maara gaya tha . arun kabhi RCV gaya hi nahi tha . Rajsree ne Armaan ki jagah le li thi . Esha usi college mai teacher ban gayi thi aur sath hi apni bimari yani Amnesia ka treatment bhi le rahi thi . ab aate hai Gautam par , Gautam wahan par as a cleaning staff member pochha lagata hua paya gaya .

The end

Kahani mein kaafi mod aaye joh kahani ko dilchasp banaye huye the.. ek achhe writer ke gun, lakshan yeh ki kahani ki jariye, kahani ke kirdaaro ke jariye kahani ke naam ko sarthak kar de.... jisme aap pure tarike se kamyab rahe...

Really badhte update ke sath sath kahani aur bhi zyada interesting hoti jaa rahin thi...
Har ek pehlu ko aapne dhyan dete huye kahani ko aage badha rahe hai..
thrill aur suspense ki anokhi sangam hai kahani mein ..... . kuch kirdaaro ki asli roop bhi samne aa aaye. toh kayi naye kirdaar bhi dekhne ko mil rahi thi.. joh apni bhumika sathik roop se nibha rahe hai kahani ki har ek pehlu mein....

yeh bhi ek sach hai ki aapki is kahani mein har ek kirdaar ki mahattva purn hai.. I mean to say ek kirdaar bhi hata diya jaye toh kahani adhuri hai...
Hum hamesha hero heroine pe hi zyada dhyaan Kendrit karte hain... lekin yeh yaad rakhna chahiye ki baaki kirdaaro bin mul kirdaar kuch bhi nahin.... aur aap kahani mein sabhi kirdaaro ke sath ek justify karte hain ... Isliye aapki yeh kahani meri favorites kahaniyo mein se ek hai...
aise hi likhte rahiye aur humari manoranjan karte rahiye

Brilliant story line with awesome writing skills gyaani sir
(armaan ke sath achha nahi kiya..)

 

[Naina]

Tension not... raat ko 2 baje Atmakami hee likh raha hu 15-20 din me likh ke , edit vdit karke seedhe pdf post karunga... thanks...

Intezaar......

 

[The Immortal]

Here is the complete version of Atmakami .

Thriller - ATMAKAMI....Mindfuck Thriller(Completed)

:cigg: ATMAKAMI...... :cigg: Ability or disorder ?:evilgrin: 2nd part of 8th Semester, download 8th semester from my signature or pm to get the link :) About ATMAKAMI: Truth isn't the truth and lie isn't the lie. then what's the truth and what's the lie...? confused..? get...

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[Naina]

Here is the complete version for Atmakami .

Thriller - ATMAKAMI....Mindfuck Thriller(Completed)

:cigg: ATMAKAMI...... :cigg: Ability or disorder ?:evilgrin: 2nd part of 8th Semester, download 8th semester from my signature or pm to get the link :) About ATMAKAMI: Truth isn't the truth and lie isn't the lie. then what's the truth and what's the lie...? confused..? get...

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haan Yug Purush ji ne pdf post kar diya hai

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

Chapter-1 : Hypothesis
1 year later.....

Update-1

Ek baar mere Physics ke professor ne mujhse pucha tha ki “Arman ,how would you relate your life with Physics ?” and I thought the most appropriate answer would be…. “mujhe kya pata , lawda”….lekin us din maine wo nahi kaha tha…us din toh maine kuch aur kaha tha jo kuch yun tha….
“life is like Physics,Sir….Life is hypothesis…I mean doing various kind of things… without assuming that is true…then verify and substantiate by our own experiments and experiences.Life is a self-evident truth to explain our views……. Observations……… towards our well known social rules and responsibility….life is like Physics,sir…simple and beautiful"
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Simple and beautiful….par main kabhi kabhi sochta hoon ki kya main sahi tha…kya sach me life simple aur beautiful hai…mujhe apni zindagi dekhkar toh aisa bilkul nahi lagta…kitni kamal ki baat hai ki jis cheez ko us din main dusaro ko follow karne ke liye kah raha tha uska exception main khud hoon….
“aaj bhi koyi nahi hai”mayoos hokar maine hostel me apne room ko gusse se band kiya aur hostel se bahar ki taraf chal diya
Waise toh main yaha kayi baar aa chuka hoon, bahut kuch chize pahle se thodi badali-badali bhi nazar aati hai lekin mere hostel ke bahar rakhi wo jung lagi kursi aaj bhi wahi rakhi thi,jaha pahle raha karti thi…jaha baithkar hum log udhar se aane-jane wale logo ko pareshan kiya karte the. us chair par baithkar maine apne jeb se cigarette nikala lekin tabhi mujhe yaad aaya ki procedure toh ye nahi hai…procedure ke mutabiq mujhe pahle goggle lagana chahiye phhir cigarette jalani chahiye…isliye maine phle goggle lagaya aur phhir cigarette jalakar gand –fad lamba kash kheecha aur tab tak wahi baitha raha jab tak Arun college se waha nahi aa gaya….
“hey, Arun”use baithne ki jagah dete hue maine kaha
“hey Varun….mera matlab, Arman…. “baithte hue wo bola”sorry, woh flow-flow me Varun ka name nikal gaya”
“koyi mila college me”
“ghanta… pura college sunsaan hai…Esha toh door ki baat hai”bolte hue Arun ne apna sar peechhe tikaya aur aankh band karke baith gaya
“kitna acha lagta hai yaha aakar…hai na Arun…par afsos ki baat hai ki yaha aksar hum dono ke siway aur koyi nahi hota….pata nahi baki log kab aayenge”
“haan…acha toh lagta hai yaha”aankh band karke lambi saans lete hue Arun ne kaha”isiliye tune ise banaya…in sabko…ye hostel…college….sadak….mujhe”
“maine nahi banaya ye sabkuch…main toh khud yaha aksar fas jata hoon…shayad ye meri koyi bimari hai…jo bhi ho…mujhe ye bahut pasand hai. pata nahi main hamesha ke liye yaha kab rah paunga”
“Arman….main haqiqat me yaha nahi hoon aur na hee tu…tujhe college bahut pasand tha….isliye tera dimag tujhe ye sab dikha raha hai, tune mujhe apne dimag ke kisi hisse se nikala aur ab tu try mar raha hai ki Esha bhi yaha aa jaye….lekin Arman, asliyat ye nahi hai….asliyat tere 1400 gram ke dimag ke bahar hai….ab main aur Esha teri zindagi ka hissa nahi hai…tujhe apni zindagi jeeni hogi…lekin aise nahi…ye sab toh ek dhokha hai…kayaro ki tarah apne sach se door bhagna hai…teri college life khatm ho chuki hai. ab tu hostel me nahi rahta aur na hee Esha yaha hai . tujhe ye samajhna hoga….bajay iske ki tu apne andar us chiz ko dhoondh raha hai, jo teri kabhi thi hee nahi…..main hamesha yahi chahta tha ki tu, Esha…se kabhi na mile aur na hee us se baat kare…lekin tune college me kabhi meri nahi suni….lekin ab bhi waqt hai….samay ke antarjaal se nikal aur ek nayi shuruat kar…mera kya hai ,main toh jaha choot dekhta hoon wahi lund daal deta hoon, lekin main tere liye aisa nahi chahta…you deserve better….. than this double F (fucking frustrated) life…Arman ,you know… once you were the best for us…for all of us…but now you are the worst…kya tune kabhi socha hai ki kyun tere baki ke dost…jinhone har chhoti badi ladayi me tera sath diya wo ab tujhse baat bhi kyun nahi karte….aur……………… “
“aur…..?”
Jab Arun beech me bolte hue achanak ruk gaya toh maine uski taraf dekha par wo waha nahi tha..wo waha se jaa chuka tha….yahi toh problem hai is jagah ki….ki wo hamesha aise achanak gayab ho jata hai jaise sala mera dost na ho balki batman ho…..par Arun ka yun achanak gayab hona mere liye ek sanket tha….ki ab yaha mauzood har chiz buri tarah se hilegi....dharti ghumegi aur mere sar me ek tez dard uthega….aur aisa hua bhi.ek tez dard mere sar me utha…dard itna tez tha ki sala laga jaan hee chali jayegi…main jor se chillaya aur chillate hue wahi zameen par gir gaya…par ye mere liye nayi baat nahi thi ye toh pichhale kayi haftoh se mere sath ho raha tha ki achanak main kahi baithe baithe yaha pahuch jata hoon….jaha mujhe Arun milta hai….jisase main do char baate karta hoon aur jab wo achanak gayab ho jata hai toh mere aas-paas mauzood har chiz vibrate karne lagti hai yaha tak ki mera dimagh bhi……yani ki sab kuch sirf mere dimag ke kisi hisse me hota hai aur tab main apne us physics se life ko relate karne wale answer ke bare me sochta hoon jisme maine kaha tha ki …life is simple and beautiful….just like physics.
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“mujhe kya pata ,lawda…..correct answer hota.khamkha dialoguebazi me life ko simple aur beautiful bol gaya…yadi ye simple hai toh complicated kya hoga…”haqiqat me wapas aakar apna sar dabate hue maine kaha...
Ab toh Mujhe aisa lagta hai ,jaise ki main khud ko nahi janta..jaise ki maine ek jaal apne aas-paas bun rakha ho aur badalte waqt ke sath usme fasta hee ja raha hoon..waise toh kahne ko mere paas bahut kuch hai aur use sunne ka samay bhi aapke paas hai lekin mudda jo ye hai ki main iski shuruat kaha se karu…waha se shuru karu jaha se 8th semester khatm hua tha ya phhir waha se jab main ghar chhodkar Nagpur apne dost Varun ke paas aaya…ya phhir waha se jab maine Nagpur me Nisha ko pahli baar dekha…lekin ye sab toh main bata chuka hoon toh kyun na waha se shuru kiya jaye jaha se life ne meri aur maine life ki leni shuru kar di…
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College ke baad ki zindagi aasan nahi hoti aur khaskar tab nahi jab apne meri tarah jhande gade ho…college me maine zindagi ke lagbhag sabhi pahaluo ka anubhav kar liya tha…mera matlab dosti, dushmanni, pyar, dhokha,mutth marna,sex karna…ladayi karna…jail jana wo bhi murder ke case meundefined aur phhir jail se aakar baki bache 10-12 dino me pelam pel padhayi karke 8.5 CGPA se B.Tech complete karna….koyi sochega ki ab life me isse bura kuch nahi ho sakta.lekin mujhe kya pata tha ki wo toh kuch bhi nahi tha..asal zindagi toh ab shuru hui thi…
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Kahne ko toh meri zindagi me ab bhi hariyali thi…I mean…naukari…chhokari…free wifi…ab isse adhik bhala ek Engineer ko kya chahiye ? lekin College chhodne ke baad maine ek chiz jo apne bare me guar ki thi wo ye ki main Depression me tha…main Esha ko left side se pyar karta tha iske bare me toh main janta tha…lekin main ye nahi janta tha ki uske chale jane ke baad ya mere chale jane ke baad main aisa ho jaunga….ek ajab hi gussa…ek ajeeb si kabhi na mitne wali udasi ne mujhe grasit kar diya tha,jiske karan jab kabhi bhi main Nisha ke sath hota tab bhi mere dil-o-dimag me Esha hee chhayi rahti thi aur kabhi-kabhi toh gusse se dil karta tha ki ek lohe ka sariya loon aur jakar Nisha ke sath uske pure khandan ko khatm kar doon…I mean…Esha..BC Nisha aur Esha ke chakkar me main jitna confuse hua hoon utna toh main Centroid aur Center of Gravity , term me bhi nahi hua tha…
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Par problem ye nahi thi…problem ye thi ki main in sabke bare me subah 4 baje uthkar kyu soch raha hoon aur main problem ye thi ki yadi main abhi utha hoon toh phhir is waqt mujhe apne flat me hona chahiye…jo ki main nahi tha….main toh is waqt apne colony ke park me deewar se koodkar uske andar ghas par baitha daru pee raha tha…Thug Life ! undefined lekin main in sabke bare me kyun bata raha hoon toh jawab hai…jaisa ki maine pahle hi kaha hai ki waise toh kahne ko mere paas bahut kuch hai aur aapke paas use sunne ka samay bhi hai…so let’s start it.

nice start ...1st update me hi confuse lagne laga tha ki armaan apne hostel kaise gaya ..aur waha pe koi bhi nahi tha ,,baadme arun aa gaya aur usko esha se pyar na karne ki salaah di ...aur ye kaha ki esha aur arun uski life me qb maujud nahi hai ...

ekdam thrill type laga wo scene padhkar ..

waise esha aur arun hi sabse pehle armaan ki life me aaye ,,esha se ek najar me pyar ho gaya aur arun pehla dost ..
esha se pyar karna armaan ki sabse badi bhool thi ..

par ek sawaal ki varun ( jiske ghar me rehta hai abhi ) wo kab dost tha armaan ka ??? ...
aur arun ko nagpur ka pata kaise mila ki wo armaan se milne aaya tha ???

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

The Immortal ....ye jo kahani padh raha hu ye hi hai kya ???

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

UPDATE-2

“you know…I just hate everyone…everyone…fucking everyone…I hate Varun…Nisha…her father…her mother….her security guard….her lesbo partner Sonam(who’s also Varun’s girlfriend)…I hate every man and woman……yes ! I hate the whole mannkind…I’m the guy who’s fucking frustrated…You know my friend, there is a special word in dictionary for me, who hates mannkind…I don’t know it now but I’ll tell you later or you can see it for yourself”kahte hue maine mere bagal me baithe apne naye dost ki aankho me dekha
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Jaise main use dekh raha tha waisich same toh same wo bhi meri aankho me dekh raha tha aur main samajh gaya ki lawda use kya chahiye… main samajh gaya ki use meri in baton me koyi dilchaspi nahi hai, wo toh lawda yaha subah ke 4 baje uthkar isliye aaya hai kyuki use free ka chakna jo khane ko milta hai….
“meet my new friend…Bisleri….”
jo ki humare colony me ghumne wala ek awara kutta hai aur isse meri pahchan kal raat isi park me hui thi….kal raat bole toh kal subah matlab kal subah 4 baje ke karib...maine chips ke packet me se kuch chips apne muh me dala aur kuch Bisleri ke muh me aur phhir pura peg ek saans me andar le liya……
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“hat MC…pani kam ho gaya”kahte hue main ek bar phhir Bisleri ki taraf dekha…wo meri taraf hi dekh raha tha.jiske baad maine packet me bacha baki chips bhi uske samne udel diya aur daru ki bottle uske muh me fasate hue bola “daru ki botal sambhal kar rakhna be ,nahi toh chodunga….ye botal tere liye mere pyar ki nishani hai…”
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Nisha ke mere zindagi me aane ke kuch samay baad mujhe laga tha ki jaise ab sab kuch thik ho gaya hai aur wakayi me aisa hua bhi tha…kyuki mere dimag me ab kabhi bhi tez dard nahi hota tha aur na hee mere mare hue dost ke mujhe sapne aate the…yaha tak ki Aradhna se bhi lagbhag-lagbhag pichha chhoot gaya tha. Lekin aajkal Nisha mujhe kuch khas bha nahi rahi thi…lekin iska matlab ye nahi hai ki wo ab mujhe khoobsurat…hot ya sexy nahi lagti…uske liye meri feelings same hai lekin aajkal main us-se chidhne laga hoon….pata nahi kyun ? aur aisa mere sath ek baar pahle bhi hua tha…aisich same feeling mere andar Aradhna ke liye bhi aayi thi jiske baad maine suddenly us-se breakup kiya tha aur usne zindagi se…
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“Arman, tum…itni subah…”ek ladki ne mera name lete hue kaha
“haan…waise aap kaun…aur itni subah se kya matlab hai tumhara…ab toh dopahar hone ko aa gayi hai ”
“main Nisha ki friend…itni jaldi bhool gaye…kal raat ko hum sab movie dekhne gaye the…”mayoos hote hue wo boli aur isi ke sath uske sath me khadi uski saheli bhi mayoos ho gayi…
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“haan…yaad aaya Shipra…waise kaun si Shipra ho tum…Kshipra wali ya simple Shipra….”
“simple Shipra…”haste hue usne jawab diya
“tumhe kaise bhool sakta hoon main…tu hee hai na wo jo kal raat me 500 ka sirf popcorn kha gayi thi…sach bata ghar me khana-vana nahi milta kya …ya ye teri aadat hee hai ki dusaro ke paiso pe aish karna…apne boyfriend ko toh gatak gayi hogi tu ab tak…mera kahne ka matlab hai ki kuch toh sharam lihaj kiya kar…ab apni saheli ko hee dekh le kab se line mare ja rahi hai mujhe…mana ki bahut smart ,handsome…intelligent hoon main lekin iska matlab ye toh nahi ki jis thali me khaya usi ko chura loge…chottiyo…ruk abhi Nisha ko call karke batata hoon ki tum dono ne mujhe propose mara hai….arey bhag kaha rahi hai ruk…..”
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“aajkal ki ladkiya bhi na ,hath pakdao toh lund pakad leti hai…i…i..just hate everyone…waise time kya hua hai…Suraj uncle toh kab ka dastak de chuke hai…”kahte hue maine apni ghadi me time dekha “oh teri ! 8 baj gaye…aur apun ab tak ghum rela hai…”
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Apne room par main subah 9 baje pahucha aur pahuchte hee Varun se pucha ki uska sabse jhakkas formal dress kaha hai lekin Varun ko bhi mujhse kuch puchna tha isliye usne mere sawal pe sawal daga aur bola…
“tu tha kaha be raat bhar….”
“aa raat bhar…aa raat bhar…jaye na ghar….jaye na ghar”jawab me main chair par baitha aur mobile nikalte hue gungunane laga
“BC, 4 missed calls…ye Nisha puri yedi ho gayi hai….janti hai ki main us type ka launda nahi hoon,jo raat bhar apni item se baat kare…lekin phhir bhi har din…I mean..har raat ko pachaso bar phone karegi…lavda main seedha sadha aadmi hoon jiski sirf seedhi sadhi demand hai…thoda sa pyar aur bahut sara sex…lekin nahi inko toh dono chiz hee pel ke chahiye…ab kaha se laun itna pyar jab mere andar hai hee nahi,toh…aur beta Varun…ye Nisha ki friend jo Sonam hai na jiske sath tera chakkar chal raha hai us-se thoda bach ke rahiyo…mujhe toh shakal se hee ek number ki chudail-dayan lagti hai…zara sambhal kar rahna kahi teri bali na de de….”
“kya be Arman ,kuch bhi bole ja raha hai tu Nisha aur Sonam ke bare me…dono kitni achi ladkiya hai…tu zaroor daru peekar aaya hai…warna tu aisa nahi bolta”apni aankhe badi karte hue Varun ne mujhe chup hone ka ishara kiya lekin maine apni baat continue ki…
“dekh bhai ,aisa hai …mujhe sach bolne ke liye daru ki zaroorat nahi…waise Sonam se yaad aaya…sale kal raat bhar tere karan main bahar raha…tune toh bade aram se raat ke 10 baje call karke kah diya ki Arman ek ghante ke liye room se chale ja…Sonam ke sath fukam-fakayi karni hai….”
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“toh phhir ek ghante baad aa jana chahiye tha na...aur thoda dheere bol”

nice update ..ab bisleri ko naya dost bana liya hai aur wo ek kutta hai ..jo sirf khane ke liye aata hai ..

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

UPDATE 3

“lawda aa jana chahiye tha…ab main thahra sanyasi aadmi jaha do botal daru, do packet chakna aur do cigarette ke sath do kadam zameen mili…bas wahi apni duniya…khair tu bata choda ki nahi….”
Main aur bhi bahut kuch Varun se puchta…aur bhi bahut kuch Varun ko apne adventurous last night ke bare me batata…lekin tabhich ek jordar aawaz mere kano me padi…jise sunke meri to fati hee…par Varun ki to fat ke hath me aa gayi…wo aawaz jisne hum dono ki fad di thi wo aawaz Sonam ki girlfriend Varun….mera matlab Varun ki girlfriend Sonam ki aawaz thi…
“are you guys fucking kidding me….”
“no…but According to Shri Arman’s law… the total anger emitted per unit time by Sonam is directly proportional to the fourth power of our fear….”calculation karte hue main sirf itna hee bol paya…
“Varun…tumhe to main baad me siddha karti hoon…lekin Arman tumne abhi jo kuch bhi mere aur Nisha ke bare me kaha hai…wo main ek-ek shabd jakar Nisha ko batane wali hoon…asshole”itna kahkar Sonam to waha se khisak li lekin hum dono bhari tension me aa gaye….tension kya,mujhe to aisa laga jaise kisi ne meri lulli hee kat li ho…
“Varun…that’s why, I hate everyone….aakhir freedom of speech bhi koyi chiz hai ki nahi is desh me….aakhir log sanvidhan ka palan kyun nahi karte ”
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Maine Nisha aur Sonam ke bare me jo uche vichar thodi der pahle vyakt kiye the us-se jyada tension mujhe honi chahiye thi aur Varun ko shanti se baith kar shantipath karna chahiye tha…lekin aisa bilkul nahi ho raha tha…Varun tension me pure flat me ghoom raha tha aur idhar main aaram se baith kar aaram kar raha tha….
“Goldflake Lite is better…”cigarette ke dhue ka chhalla banate hue maine kaha “abey try to mar”
“Arman…what the….”kheej kar Varun bolte-bolte ruk gaya..
“what the hell or what the fuck ? anyway, what does that ASSHOLE term even mean….Gand ka ched…? ye kaisi gali hai be…”
“tu kabhi kabhi bahut over ho jata hai be Arman…ab phhir se Sonam ko manane me kayi din lag jayenge…”
“dekh bidu…wo sab apun dekh lega…lekin abhi mujhe interview ke liye jana hai, isliye ye sab baate baad me…”
“interview..”shocked hote hue Varun ne puchha “kaha…”
“Machine ke parts design karne wali ek company hai ,wahi maine resume dala tha…”bachi kuchi cigarette ko ungali me fasakar dustbin me nishana sadhte hue main bola “aur unhone resume accept kar liya… goal…”
“congrats…toh finally tu serious hone laga hai…par dekhna kahi pichhali wali company ki tarah ye bhi tujhe bahar na fek de…be careful”
“hmm…uh”
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Interview dene main full taiyar hokar aur full taiyari ke sath gaya tha, actually mujhe lagbhag wo sabhi question pahle se hee maloom the jo wo waha puchhane wale the ,jiske liye jawab bhi maine soch rakha tha….Interview dene main time se decided venue me pahucha lekin mujhe waha kafi samay tak baitha kar rakha gaya…maine ek do baar waha baithi receptionist se puchha bhi ki ‘aur kitna time lagega’..jispar wo pahli baar to kuch nahi boli lekin mere ek aur baar puchhane par wo thoda muh banate hue boli ki
“yadi itni hee jaldi hai toh kahi aur chale jao”
Jispar maine kuch nahi kaha aur chupchap aakar jaha baithkar usne mujhe wait karne ke liye kaha tha,wahi baith kar wait karne laga….main kafi der tak waha baitha raha taqriban do ghante…nahi dhayi ghante…actually teen ghante…confirm, dhayi ghante….jiska reason ye tha ki jise mera interview lena tha wo aaya hee nahi tha……
“oh mister, mobile baad me chalana….andar jao interview ke liye…”dhayi ghante baad usi Receptionist ne mujhe aawaz dekar kaha
“BC , kitna akad rahi hai…naukari ka sawal hai, nahi to ek mukka marta to ek mahine tak dard me rahti….koyi kadra hee nahi hai, tu rook….naukari lagne de….phhir tujhe sudharunga….”Receptionist ko dekhkar main badbadaya aur sath me use thank you bhi bola….
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“I just hate everyone…”interview dene ke baad main jaise hee bahar nikla waise hee mere muh se ye line apne aap nikli…lekin kyun ? interviewer to achche the , mera interview bhi achcha gaya tha…late hone par unhone mujhe cold drink , tea , coffee ka bhi offer diya tha….phhir maine aisa kyun bola ? yes …I got it…I hate the whole mankind.
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“hello,Arman…”
“nahi ,main Arman ka papa bol raha hoon, aap kaun beta…”aawaz badalkar main bola…
“Good evening uncle, Main…Main Nisha…”thoda hichkichate hue Nisha boli…shayad wo bhi thoda soch me pad gayi thi ke mere papa kaha se Nagpur aa gaye…
“acha to tum wahi Nisha ho…jo maal dikhti aur jiske boobs…ahhhh….wait,I’m cumming….”mere itna bolte hee Nisha ne phone kat diya lekin uske turant baad usne mujhe dobara call bhi kiya….
“Arman…church ke paas wale park me abhi milo…”
“mera intezar karna….I’m cumming”kahte hue maine mobile ektaraf feka aur wapas Varun ka formal dress pahan-ne laga…jo ki room me aakar maine utar diya tha…room ke gate se maine park tak ka trajectory set kiya aur khud ko apne room se launch kar diya…lekin main park me land karta uske pahle hee mujhe yaad aaya ki main condom toh room me hee bhool gaya hoon…isliye main trajectory ko reverse mode me dalkar…wapas room par pahucha aur condoms ka packet uthaya kya pata kab zaroorat pad jaye…condoms ki…
“Arman…logo ki kadra karna sikh ja…khas kar ke unki jo teri karte hai…mera matlab hai ki tujhe kya zaroorat hai Nisha se aise baat karne ki…use dekh kitni rich hai..kitni pretty hai…lekin maine is baat ka zara sa bhi ghamannd uske andar nahi dekha….i’m sorry lekin yadi wo chahe to tere jaise kayiyo ko har din badal sakti hai…”condom ka packet lekar main nikal raha tha ki Varun ne mujhe tokte hue kaha
“one correcton please….mere jaise kayiyo ko nahi…main antique piece hoon…”Varun ki taraf palatkar main bola”aur sale din ba din mota hota ja raha hai tu…tu uski fikar kar…meri fikar mere pe chhod de…happy”
“tu pahle aisa nahi tha…mana ki tere sath kuch bura hua hai ,kuch bure log tujhe mile hai…lekin doodh ka dhula toh tu bhi nahi hai…galti to teri bhi thi…par iska matlab ye to nahi ki tu aane wale achche logo aur unki achchhayio ki kadra hee na kare…”
“ toh yadi aapka ye lecture samapt ho gaya ho to main prasthan karu…kyunki tere anusar jiski mujhe kadra karni chahiye wo park me baithi mera intezar kar rahi hai aur yadi Shri Varun ki izazat ho to main uski kadra karne jaun….”
“gand marao lawda, mujhe kya…”
“exactly….”kahte hue maine goggle lagaya aur cigarette muh me ek side dabakar ek selfie li aur room se wapas park tak ka trajectory set karke khud ko launch kiya
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“bahut jaldi nahi aa gaye”park me mere land karte hee hee Nisha taana marte hue boli aur maine do ungali apne hontho par rakhkar ishara kiya ki main cigarette pee raha tha….
“aaj tumne meri friend Shipra ko kya bola”mudde pe aate hue Nisha ne pucha..
“chal pahle thoda udhar khisak…phhir batata hoon..air friction bahut jyada tha…Kurkure sir..mera matlab Kurre sir sahi kahe the ki..aap physics ke khilaf nahi ja sakte”
“kyun idhar baithne me kya problem hai…”
“problem to mujhe teri god me bhi baithne se nahi hai..lekin iska matlab ye to nahi ki main tere god me hee baith jaun…Got it…ab chal khisak…khisak na…hadd hai…tujhe kya lagta hai ki main us side baithkar badminton khelne wali un ladkiyo ko line marunga…”
“to thik hai ,mat khisak…mujhe kya, main kal aake line mar jaunga…”
“aaj tumne meri friend Shipra ko kya bola”wapas mudde pe aate hue Nisha ne pucha..
“kaun Shipra…acha wo…..Varun ki item…ya wo item jiske paas koyi item hee nahi hai”
“ye item-item kya laga rakha hai…Arman…aisi cheap language ka istemal tum kyun karte ho, ye jante hue bhi ki mujhe aisi language pasand nahi aur jab wo meri friend ho tab to bilkul bhi hai…humari society me iske liye ek special word hai...Girlfriend….tum Shipra ko wo to kah hee sakte ho…maine kya tumhare kisi dost ko kabhi kameena…kutta kaha…nahi na…phhir tum mere friends ke liye aise words kyun istemal karte ho…aur waise bhi Shipra , Varun ki item nahi….”bolte-bolte Nisha achanak ruk gayi , kyunki josh-josh me uske muh se bhi item shabd nikal gaya tha aur main rakshasi hasi ke sath daant fadne laga
“ha…ha….ha….”

nice update ..ye varun ki gf. kaun hai ? shipra yaa sonam ..
pehli wali company se nikal diya hai isliye ab dusri jagah interview diya par waha naukri lagi ki nahi dekhte hai ..
waise varun ne sahi kaha ki kuch bure logo ki wajah se sabko bura nahi samajhna chahiye ..
aur ye nisha sab karti hai par cheap word ka istemaal achcha nahi lagta ..

 

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Chapter-4 : Tempus Itinerantur - 2

UPDATE 8

“sir…aapka order…”
Is aawaz ne meri ekagrata todi aur maine aawaz ki taraf apna rookh kiya aur paya ki abki baar ek ladki mera order lene aayi thi…
“sir..aap kya order karna chahenge…”apna question repeat marte hue us waitress ne ek aur baar mujhse pucha
“teri gand…tel laga ke…degi kya”
Again…what a reply ! aur ek baar phhir se afsos ki main ye kah nahi paya…reason wahi purana wala ki…kisi aur ka gussa kisi aur par kyun utaru…
“do cup coffee…100 wali”
“sir, us range me humare paas koyi coffee nahi hai…”
“dhat teri ki…Shri Arman ne kis restaurant ka address de diya…ek kaam karo tumhe jo pasand hai wo wali coffee le aao…lekin do…”
“okay…koyi aur bhi aa raha hai kya…”
“kyun…nahi bataunga toh nahi degi kyaa…tujhe kya matlab hai ki kaun aa raha hai…kahi tu Nisha ki friend toh nahi hai ,jo mera Mazak uda rahi hai…”
“nahi sir, mai toh bas aise hee puch rahi thi ,kyunki aapne do cup coffee order kiya isliye…”
“control…control…gussa bacha ke rakh”sochte hue maine khud par kabu kiya aur phhir waitress ki taraf muskurate hue dekhkar bola “ek cup tumhare liye…ek cup mere liye…hmm”
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Coffee peete-peete maine decide kiya ki ab main Nisha ke bare me aur nahi sochunga aur apne is decision ko sahi karne ke liye main waha aas paas baithe logo ko dekhne laga aur kuch der tak kayi logo ko dekhne ke baad meri nazar ek table par rook gayi, jaha ek family baithi hui thi...ek mard…ek aurat aur unke do ladke…thik usi tarah jaise meri family thi…hum bhi aksar aise restaurants ya hotels me jaaya karte the….lekin us din ki meri aur Vipin bhaiya ki ladayi ne sab kuch badal diya tha…mujhe yaad nahi aata ki us ladayi ke baad main kabhi apne family ke sath kisi restaurant me gaya bhi hoon ya nahi tab main samajh jata hoon ki us din ki ladayi ne sab kuch badal diya tha….main aur Vipin bhaiya , hum dono ek hee school me padhte the…isliye aksar hum dono school me ek-dusare ke kiye kand ka ghar me bakhoobi bayan karte the…dar-asal hum dono aksar isi talaash me rahte the ki kab hum dono me se koyi aisi galti kare jise ghar me batane se samne wale ko daant pade ya maar pade…
“Arman…ab teri koyi shikayat nahi aani chahiye…”school jate waqt mere papa ne mujhse kaha “aur ab tu Varun ke sath bilkul nahi ghoomega…wahi tujhe bigad raha hai…”
“kaun Varun…wo toh sharif hai papa…use bigad toh main raha hoon…”kahte hue maine apna school bag kandhe pe latkaya aur aaine me dekh kar apna hairstyle thik kiya… (“lawda, isiliye baal nahi katwata main…baal set hee nahi ho raha”)
“maine bol diya na ki tu Varun ke sath nahi rahega…bas baat khatm…”
“ok…”kahte hue maine ek aur baar apna baal set kiya aur bus-stand ki taraf chal diya jaha mera khas dost Varun mera intezar kar raha tha….
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“aur launde…sar kaisa hai…suna hai ki tera bhai tere sath taala fek khel raha tha”bus stand me meri taraf aate hue Varun bola “waise is saal class me do-char nayi maal aayi hai…”
“maal ko hata side…aur jo cigarette tune last time pilayi thi wo wali laa aur do lana…aaj do cigarette ek sath piyunga…ek left side me daba ke aur ek right side me daba ke…”
“ek beech me bhi aa jayega…”
“ Arman se mazak karta hai, nalayak…chal jakar cigarette la”
“Marlboro…”
“jo bhi ho…idk…”
“idk…?”
“I don’t know ...chutiye”
“marlboro ka toh packet hai mere paas…tu do pee…chahe char pee…”
“pura packet ?….acha beta ab samjha ….Reema ke sath apna jugad jamvane ke liye tu meri sewa me malarboro…sorry,marlboro ka packet lekar baitha hai”
“are yar, tu bhai hai mera…tere liye toh Marlboro ka packet kya, mera reebok ka naya bat bhi kurbaan…”
“kaha tak baat pahuchayi tune…”
“bas jaisa tune kaha tha…uske according maine teri math ki notebook pe apna name likhkar use de diya hai…”
“good…dobara kab gaya uske baad…uske paas”
“tune uske baad kuch kaha nahi toh maine bhi kuch nahi kaha…aur phhir tera sar wala kand…vagerah-vagerah…”
“aaj half time me samosa khilayega toh main teri setting aage badhau…”
“haan na bhai…’’
“chal phhir done…aaj Reema ko jakar bolna ki kahi use kisi theorem me doubt toh nahi…phhir wo bolegi haan,toh tu doubt clear kar dena…”kash marte hue main bola
“yaar .ye dhue ka chhalla kaise banate hai log…main toh try kar-kar ke thak gaya…sala banta hee nahi…Varun tujhe aata hai kya…”
“abbey yar…math me toh Reema se jyada meri fat-ti hai aur tune use apne usi subject ka notes de diya…ab uska doubt main kaise clear kar paunga…”mere muh se cigarette nikal kar Varun bola “yadi tune science…social science…subject ke notes diye hote toh shayad main kuch shekhi jhad bhi deta…english…meri English tez hai…english hee de deta…kaha math subject de diya yar…lagta hai tu chahta hee nahi ki Reema mere se set ho…”
“beta…uski English tujhse jyada tez hai aur science aur social science wo rat dalti hai…isliye inme toh wo tujhe ghas bhi nahi dalne wali toh dil dalne ki baat toh door hee hai… wo kya hai na ki loda aur hathoda bina dekhe nahi mara jata…aur math ki tension chhod main tujhe do-teen toughest theorem explain kar dunga aur tu kisi movie ke dialogue ke maafiq yaad karke uske samne bol dona….”cigarette ka ek lamba kash marker main bola “tu itna nervous kyun ho jata hai aksar…”
“kahi beech me bhool gaya toh ?”
“yaha main italian songs ke lyrics yaad karne ki soch raha hoon aur tu hindi me theorem yaad nahi kar sakta…tum sale ,chhote log”
“chal bas aa gayi...”
“bas…ya bus ? teri English toh sachmuch kafi strong hai…kaha se seekhi…Lundan university se”
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“sir ,aapka bill…”
“hmm…thodi der baad aate toh kya main paise nahi deta…khair jaane do…tumhari bhi kaun si galti hai”
Bill pay karne ke baad main waha se utha aur MBD se bahar aa gaya…Pahle mujhe lagta tha ki main dohri zindagi jee raha hoon…ek college ki aur ek aaj ki…lekin pichhale kuch dino se mujhe school life ke bhi kuch scene dikhne lage hai…pata nahi kyun,par mujhe lagta hai jaise mera aaj ,mera aaj nahi hai…jaise ki main ye sab kuch pahle bhi kar chuka hoon…jaise ki main Nisha se ek saal pahle nahi balki kayi salo pahle mila hoon..aur sach batau toh mujhe ab bhi yakin nahi hota ki 8th semester khatm ho chuka hai…mujhe aisa lagta hai jaise ki ye sab ek sapna hai…jaise ki main samay ke kisi antarjaal me fasa hua hoon aur wahi gote laga raha hoon par ek din meri neend tootegi aur main khud ko college me paunga…kahne ka matlab hai ki mujhe mera present…past lagta hai aur past ,future……confused ? well ,I’m too…aakhir tihari zindagi jeene ka kuch toh nuksan hoga hee…
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School life - Arman Version 1.0
College life - Arman Version 2.0
After college- Arman Version 3.0
Ye terminology yaad kar lo, future me kaam aayegi Good Night

nice update ..armaan ko sapne aate hai apne school life ke ki kaise usne apne bhai se panga liya ,,kaise uske bhai ne uska sar fod diya ..
aur ek sapna jisme armaan nisha ko goli maarta hai ,,kya hai in sapno ke pichhe ka matlab ..