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

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Update 61

Maine apni aankh ek baar band karke ahiste se apni aankho ko sahlaya aur phhir apni aankhe kholi….
“ab saaf dikhayi de raha hai…lekin ye kya…. koyi mujhe bat se marne wala hai… iski toh… ”bolkar maine apni aankhe band kar li… lekin jab kuch der tak mujhe kuch ahsaas nahi hua toh maine apni aankhe dobara kholi…
“what the… fuck. Pahle Vandana Rathi ka flat , phhir ghar ke paas wala ground aur ab turant hee ek jhatke me main apne school ke basketball court me ? itni jaldi-jaldi scene kaise change ho raha hai…lagta hai past ka recap mode activate ho gaya hai…”
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Main is samay apne school ke basketball court ke paas akele baitha hua tha aur thodi der tak main wahi baithakar apne aaju-baju dekhne laga ki koyi yaha bhi toh mujhe marne nahi aa raha hai aur jab thodi der tak waha koyi nahi aaya toh main waha se khada hua aur school ke main gate ki taraf chal pada….Mera irada abhi filhal school se bahar nikalne ka tha…lekin maine jaise hee school ke main gate se bahar jaane ke liye apna pair uthaya mera pair hawa me hee rook gaya…meri puri body jaise jam ho gaya ta… main apne sharir ka koyi bhi ang nahi hila pa raha tha…yaha tak ki apni ek ungali bhi nahi mujhe aisa laga jaise bhagwan ne mujhe statue bol diya ho aur us dauran jab mera pair hawa me atka hua tha tab…aasman ka rang bahut tezi se badalne laga…school ki deeware achanak se chhoti-badi ho rahi thi…waha school ke paas jitney bhi ghar ya dukane thi…sabme koyi na koyi changes ho hee rahe the…kisi ka color change hota toh kisi ka shape. sadak, school…waha bane ghar aur dukane sab kuch meri aankho ke saamne tezi se badal rahe the aur phhir eka-ek hawa me latka hua mera pair zameen me aaya par ab main school me nahi tha…ab main apne ghar me khada tha….
Chaukte hue main apne ghar ki deewaro ko dekhne laga ki kahi ye bhi badal rahi hai ya nahi… aur jab unme koyi parivartan nahi hua toh maine baki mahol pe dhyan diya…jis-se mujhe pata chala ki mere mummy-papa ke sath mera bhai saamne sofe par baitha hua hai aur main kisi mujrim ki bhaati unke saamne khada tha…jis-se mujhe ahsaas hua ki zaroor maine aaj ke date pe koyi kaand kiya hoga jiski peshi ghar par chal rahi hai… maine apne sar par apna hath firaya toh paya ki mere sar me patti bandhi hui hai… yani ki meri zaroor kisi se ladayi hui hogi… yaad aaya, wo ground me us ladke dwara mujhpar bat se hamla…..
“jawab dega… ya yun hee muh band kiye khada rahega….”Vipin bhaiya ne mujhse kaha…
“jawab kya dena hai…hum log match khel rahe the aapke dosto se. aur jab wo harne lage toh gaddari karne lage… jispar Varun ne aapke dosto ko gaddar kah diya aur aapke wo sand jaise dost Varun ko marne lage…aur beech-bachav me mujhe ye chot lag gayi…”
“tujhe hazar baar kaha hai ki Varun ke sath mat ghooma kar…lekin tu…”sofe se uthkar mere papa ne mujhe ek tamacha jad diya….
“teri maa ka…”mann hee mann me maine kaha aur chup-chap sah liya…
“ye aise hee sudhrega papa… kuch log iski tarah laat khane wale hee hote hai jine apne family ki izzat ki koyi parvah nahi hoti…”Vipin bhaiya ne kaha….
“Arman… tu kyun aisa karta hai… abhi pichhale hafte hee tere sar me chot lagi thi aur aaj phhir tune….”bolte-bolte meri maa ruk gayi… kyunki is dauran mere papa ne mere gaal par ek aur tamacha pel diya tha…
“teri maa ki maa ka…”dusara tamacha khane ke baad maine kaha…..lekin mann me
“dekh beta… Varun acha ladka nahi hai…uske sath mat ghooma kar… tu humari baat maan kyun nahi leta… teri sab ladayi uski vazah se hoti hai”
“mom… aapko pata hai, main pichhale kayi dino se soch raha tha ki Aisi kya vazah ho sakti hai… jiske karan aap sab Varun se itna nafrat karte ho… mera matlab Varun , Vipin bhaiya ke un sabhi langoor dosto se laakh guna acha hai…jinke sath baithkar Vipin bhaiya Government school ke peechhe cigarette peete hai… kabhi Vipin bhaiya ke dosto par gaur kiya hai…? unke dost bus stand me ladkiyo ko chhedte hai…unse gali khate hai aur gali khane ke baad daant dikha kar haste hai…atleast Varun aisa toh nahi karta. Papa aapko pata hai ki nahi par Varun bhaiya ki ek girlfriend hai… jiska name toh abhi mujhe yaad nahi par main aapko baad me bataunga… in dono ko maine apne hee ghar me kiss karte hue dekha hai… isliye mujhse nazar hatao aur apne idol bete ki fikra karo…”
“Vipin tu ye sab karta hai… aise logo ke sath ghoomta hai… “Vipin bhaiya ko jordar hadkate hue papa ne kaha aur main intezaar karne laga ki abhi…bas abhi jaise mujhe do thappad pade waisich papa Vipin bhaiya ke bhi gaal laal kar denge…. Lekin unhone Vipin bhaiya ko kuch nahi kiya… even thik dhang se fatkar tak nahi lagayi….
“mujhe do diya hai…bhaiya ko kam se kam ek toh banta hai papa”
“tu bilkul chup rah aur Vipendra ye sab karta hai, iska matlab ye nahi ki tu bhi ye sab karega….samjha…aaj ke baad yadi tu mujhe Varun ke sath dikha toh soch lena Arman…puri 206 haddiya tod dunga teri”
“darasal, main ab puri tarah samajha ki aap sab Varun se itna nafrat kyun karte ho…ab mujhe iska reason samajh me aaya hai…aap log Varun se nafrat karte ho kyunki uski family humse jyada paisewali hai… uske dad ki pahuch aapse jyada hai aur school ke har function me aapse pahle Varun ke papa ka samman kiya jata hai… isiliye aap sab Varun se nafrat karte hai…nahi ye sahi word nahi rahega…nafrat nahi…nafrat nahi….jalna…ye word perfect rahega…. Aap sab Varun se jalte ho kyunki unki family humari family se jyada powerful hai… common dad, grow up”
“teri himmat kaise hui dad ki insult karne ki…”Vipin bhaiya apni jagah se uthe aur mujhe marne ke liye apna hath utha liya…
“last time tujhe school me bola tha na be… ki yadi tune ab aage se mujhpar kabhi hath bhi uthaya toh MAA KASAM zinda gaad dunga…. Remember…theoretically samajh nahi aaya lagta hai, practically samjhana padega”Vipin bhaiya ka hath pakad kar unhe peechhe dhakka dete hue maine kaha
aur mere aisa karte hee mere papa ne meri jo thukayi start ki wo bahut der tak chali aur usi thukayi ke dauran ek scene aisa aaya jisme mujhe marte hue mere papa achanak rook gaye… bole toh same wahich situation jo kuch der pahle school ke main gate se nikalte waqt thi…ek baar phhir se mere charo taraf ke drishya bahut tezi se badalne laga…aur abki baar mera sar bhi ghoomne laga… mujhe aisa laga ki mujhe chakkar aa rahe hai aur jab ye changing khatm hui toh main wapas apne school ke basketball court me tha…. Lekin abki baar waha main akela nahi tha…waha koyi match chal raha tha aur main, Varun ke sath waha court ke bahar baitha us match ka anand le raha tha….
“tera sar kaisa hai, kafi chot lagi hai tujhe aur lawde tu has kyun raha hai… waise thanks…tu beech me nahi aata toh jo zakhm abhi tere body par hai wo mere body pe hote”
“sirf sar wala hota, baaki face wala bapu ne diya tha…kal sham ko…”
“tere baap ne tujhe itne bure tarike se mara…?”chauk kar mere chehre ke nishan ko dekhte hue Varun ne kaha “Arman, tu apne baap par case kar de… main apne baap se baat karu…?”
“yes…basket… apni team ab haar jayegi… yes…woooh… salo ne mujhe ye bolkar team me nahi liya tha ki main cricket me dhyan doon…ab lawda le le, school wale…. District level me hee sale bahar ho jayenge…”
“tune jawab nahi diya , tu bole toh apne baap se tere baap ke baare me baat karu…”
“kis baare me… yessss…. Opponent team ne phhir se basket kiya…”
“wahi tere baap ke upar police case ke baare me…”
“the more pain we feel, stronger we become… par main kabhi-kabhi sochta hoon ki…. yar, zindagi kitni simple hoti yadi hum family ke chutiyape me nahi padte toh…. tujhe kya lagta hai kaun jeetega…aaj ka match”
“tu kab se itna interest lene laga basketball me… jaha tak main tujhe jaanta hoon uske hisab se toh tu…..”
“if you think you know, you don’t know me at all…”Varun apni baat puri kar pata uske beech me hee maine kaha “dekh beta… ye cricket-vricket toh koyi bhi khel leta hai… lekin yadi ladkiyo ko impress karna hai toh basketball type ka game khelna shuru kar de… jis-se Reema toh kya uski badi bahan Seema bhi tujhse pat jayegi…”baithe-baithe ecliars chocolate khate hue maine Varun se kaha…. “is game me bahut rola hai, zara dekh kaise wo tujhse bhi badsurat launda basketball khelte hue smart lag raha hai…”
“bol toh sale aise raha hai… jaise khud bahut bada shurma ho is khel ka aur pachaso ladkiya pata rakhi ho… ”
“toh shurma ban jaunga…main jab bhi is game ko dekhta hoon toh , aisa lagta hai jaise main isi ke liye bana hoon… padhai toh main befaltu kar raha hoon… matlab mere andar se mujhe ahsaas hota hai ki main bahut achchha basketball khel sakta hoon… seriously , mujhe iske sapne bhi aate hai… jisme main toofan ki tarah basketball khelta hoon…ab pata nahi wo main hee rahta hoon ya koyi aur…. aur tu yakin nahi karega ki maine kabhi TV par is game ka ek match nahi dekha ,kabhi is game ki rulebook nahi padhi….lekin mujhe iske pure niyam maloom hai…ye game mere andar default app ki tarah hai….”
“aur wo kaise…”
“abhi bataya toh ki main sapne me ye game khelta hoon…bas wahi se… ab mera tujhse ek sawal hai….Varun kya tujhe basketball court hilta hua dikhayi de raha hai…”
“nahi toh…”
“chal phhir…… milte hai…..kuch din baad ya phhir…… kuch mahine baad ”khada hokar Varun se hath milate hue maine kaha “good byyyyee aur…….. Sonam ki maa ka bhosda…”
Maine Varun se itna kaha aur meri aankh apne aap ek pal ke liye band hui aur phhir dusare hee pal turant meri aankh khuli….as expected main Vandana Rathi ke gardan me gira pada tha…..
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nice update ..ye jo past me arman dekhta hai ye pehle ho chuka hai ya bas arman ki imagination hai ?? agar uska baap itna maarta hai to shayad pyar nahi karta arman se .aur varun se itni nafrat kisliye abhi to wo bachche hai,, to har baar varun se dur rehne ke liye kehna samajh nahi aaya aur varun me aisi kya galat aadat hai ? ..

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

Update 66

mere mann me aksar ye khayal aata hai ki yadi prakriti koyi devi hoti aur main unse kabhi milta toh….ye sawal zaroor puchhta ki unki nazar me dinosaurs jyada achchhe the ya phhir insaan...i just hate everyone, including myself….
Main waha se utha aur zameen me lahuluhan padi us ladki ke paas gaya…
“kya umra hogi iski…? 20 ya phhir 21 aur teri vazah se ye mar gayi… kitna bura hai tu…Kya zaroorat thi tujhe iska name batane ki, tu apne talent ka…apne tez dimag ka galat istemaal kar raha hai par yaad rakhna tujhe in sabka hisab dena padega… keemat toh chukani padegi tujhe…jaise maine chukaya tha, college me….tab main dua karunga ki tera haal aisa na ho”
“chup be, 1.0 ke jaisi baate mat kar…warna tujhe bhi uninstall kar dunga…”
“you’re a bad person…very…very…very….bad person. Why ?”
“ I became a bad person because being good is too boring and I hate boring things…”
Main neeche jhuka aur zameen me lahuluhan padi ladki ke paas baithkar uski saanse check ki…wo abhi bhi zinda thi shayad, par uske sharir me koyi harqat nahi thi…. uske kaan ke paas apna muh lejakar maine us-se kaha… “mard ban…die with smile, not with tears…”
Aur waha se bahar aa gaya, kyunki mujhe maloom tha ki aage ab waha kya hone wala tha aur mera pet sirf ek se hee bhar gaya tha……
“die with smile, not with tears…” ye maine us marti hui ladki se kaha tha, lekin kyun…? Kya zaroorat thi mujhe ye kahne ki…kaun sa wo meri baat maankar muskurate hue mar rahi hogi… Madhulika ke ghar ki taraf badhte hue maine is baare me socha…bahut socha…pel ke socha…tab mujhe samajh aaya ki….dialogue tha, so maar diya.
Madhulika ke ghar ki taraf badhte hue mere dimag me jo dusari baat aayi wo ye ki kya abhi jo hua uska reason main hoon ? kya meri vazah se us ladki ki wo halaat hui ? kya kabhi bhagwan mujhe maaf karega ? par bhagwan toh hai hee nahi aur yadi hai bhi toh wo ye sab dekh nahi raha….
“congrats , ab tere dimag me ek aur character ghusne wala hai….wo ladki toh bhoot banker teri band baja degi….tu kitna bura hai be”
“I had two choices… to be a good man or a bad but then I chose to be Great.so here is The Great AR-Man….Arrogant Reputed MAN aur us ladki ke baare me Daddu ko toh waise bhi pata chalne wala tha…Daddu kanche khelkar itna bada nahi bana hai….”
“phhir toh tera bhi ant aisa hee hoga….”
“waise bhi zinda kaun rahna chahta hai, yaha aur jis tarah Daddu kanche khelkar bada nahi hua hai waise main bhi kanche khelkar bada nahi hua hoon… jis din Daddu aur mera aamna-samna hoga us din ya toh Daddu marega ya main aur dono hee case me insaniyat ka bhala hoga…chal papa bol”
“abey ,Madhulika ka ghar peechhe chhoot gaya….”
“hata ,aaj chodne ka mood nahi hai…”
“room le chal…”
“pagal hai kya…wo mere room kyun aayegi”
“uska baap paiso ka lalchi hai aur tere bag me teen lakh rupaye hai….itne me toh wo taklu bhi tere sath aane ke liye taiyar ho jaye….phhir Madhulika ko toh wo bhej hee dega.”
“reverse..….”
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Maine khud ko reverse mara aur saamne se Madhulika ke ghar me ghusa… Madhulika ka baap is samay chair me baithkar apna lund pant ke bahar se khujate hue ghar ki deewar ki taraf dekh raha tha…
“kyun be, dalle…”andar jate hee maine Madhulika ke baap ko dhikkara par wo mujhe dekhkar khus ho gaya….
“arey aap… aapki vazah se main ghar ki deewaro ko thik karwane ka soch raha tha….”
“Madhulika kaha….”
“wo maine apne ek dost se kuch saal pahle kuch paise udhar liye the…par gareebi ki vazah se chuka nahi paya…isliye Madhulika wo chuka rahi hai….”
“kitna neech hai be tu….maine tujhse jyada gira hua insaan aaj tak nahi dekha…”wahi uske bahar wale room me rakhi ek tooti hui kursi par sawdhani se baithkar maine kaha
“kabhi aaina nahi dekha kya bhau…”
“kya matlab hai be tera….bosdiwale”
“yadi main kasai, toh Madhulika bakri aur aap mere kharid-dar….galti sirf meri nahi hai, aapki bhi hai…par hum ye baat kyun kar rahe hai, aap baitho main aapke liye kuch khane-peene ka prabandh karta hoon…”
“ek randi ke yaha ka khana…yuck…mujhe aisi feeling aa rahi hai jaise kitno ne us khane me apna mutth milaya hoga…rahne de”katta hath me ghumte hue maine kaha “achchha ye bata, Madhulika ek raat ke liye kitne rupaye me mil sakti hai…”
“2000 me puri raat…”bina samay gawaye tapak se Madhulika ka baap bola “aap rukne wale ho kya….?”
“main aur yaha…never. Main Madhulika ko ek raat apne sath le jaane ki baat kar raha hoon…”
“ee ka kahat ho aap…ye nahi ho sakat bhau.Madhu kabhi kahi nahi gayi…”
“5000…”
“arey bhau, kahe sharminda karat ho….aap samajh kahe nahi rahe ho”
“10000 me , soch le…”
“aur iski kya guarantee hai ki Madhu ko kuch nahi hoga….”
“ye le mera number, call karte rahna aur bosdike Daddu mujhe achchhi tarah jaanta hai, isliye main Madhulika ko lekar kahi nahi bhagunga”
“thik hai, par Daddu ko ye mat batana bhau ki aap mujhe dus hazar de rahe ho…warna do hazar toh wo hee kha jayega…thik hai bhau”
Maine apna bag rotate karke saamne kiya aur ekdum role se chashma lagakar bag ka chain khol kar tees hazar uske taraf aise feke jaise na jaane main kitna bada rahis hoon….
“ye le 30 hazar aur teen din ke liye Madhulika mere sath rahegi aur ab bosdiwale tune koyi aana-kani ki toh Daddu ko bolkar tere muh me mutth marwa dunga….tujhe pata nahi par abhi thodi der pahle hee Daddu ne mere kahne me ek raand ko chudwa-chudwa kar jaan se maar diya aur yadi meri khisak gayi toh tere sath bhi wahi hoga…Madhulika ko bol…naha dhokar bahar aaye, main bahar khada hoon….yaha andar mujhe dalalo wali feeling aa rahi hai…”

nice update ..us ladki ka pata bata diya daddu ko aur daddu ne usko bahut berahami se pita ..
ab madhulika ko 3 din ke liye apne paas rakhega ..

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

Update 68

“sorry sir…yaha drinking aur smoking allow nahi hai…”
“ek kaam karna…”menu dekhte hue maine kaha “aalu ke parathe 12 se 15 kar de…. Nahi 15 toh main hee kha jaunga… 20 kar de…twenty final. Kitna bill hua…”
“ twenty parathas, one full paneer…aapke hue total 865 /-”
Maine use 500 ki do patti di aur baki bache paise use aise hee de diye… bahut bada dil hai mera ………..aur lund bhi….
“thank you sir…”
“tum order ready karo…main do-teen peg markar aata hoon”
“ok sir….”
Do-teen peg markar aur khana pack karwa ke main flat me wapas aaya…Madhulika mere flat ka kona-kona jhak rahi thi aur mere andar aate hee meri taraf khushi se aayi…
“aapka ghar bahut achchha hai…aap bahut ameer ho.aap kaam kya karte ho…”
“Pirates of NH-6, company ka name suna hai…”saman table par rakhkar maine kaha aur apne dono shoes utarkar dustbin me feka… “yessss, goal…”
“aapne joote kude-dan me kyun fek diye…”thoda shocked hokar Madhulika puchhi…
“kafi der se mera mann kar raha tha ki main koyi chiz dustbin me feku…so…um-hmm…by the way, kaha tha main..”apne shocks utar ka lighter se jalate hue maine puchha
“aap apne baare me bata rahe the ki koyi company…”mere jalte hue shocks ko dekhkar Madhulika boli… wo is samay thodi-thodi dar rahi thi ki ye main kya kar raha hoon aur exactly, yahi toh main chahta tha…
“pirates of NH-6…main us company ka owner hoon..”
“main khana bana doon…”
“bahut rahis hoon main , bahar hotel se magwa kar roj khana khata hoon aur tu khana kyun banayegi…ye khana jo main pack kara kar laya hoon, use kya tera baap khayega ya teri mari hui maa…mari hui maa....lol…”
Jawab me Madhulika chup ho gayi…par use dekhkar main samajh gaya ki wo meri baat ka bur maan gayi thi, wo bhi shayad mujhe bhar-bhar ke gaali dena chahti thi ya phhir meri maa ko…lekin usne aisa kuch nahi kiya…usne mujhse ek shabd bhi nahi kaha aur yadi kuch kahti toh main uske gand me ek bade sa danda daalkar us dande me jor se laat maar deta…literally… khair wo chup-chap apna daant peeskar rah gayi….
Mere dwara uski mari hui maa ke bare me bolne ke baad kafi der tak hum dono aise hee chup-chap ek dusare ko dekhte hue khade rahe aur us dauran daru ne apna full asar dikhana chalu kiya, mera sharir apne aap hilne-dulne laga tha…maine ek angdayi li aur
“main chhat me jaa raha hoon aur khabardar jo mere peechhe aayi toh, warna wahi se neeche fek dunga…”
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Ladkhadate hue main apne flat se bahar aaya aur chhat par jaane ke liye seedhiyo par chadhne laga..waise toh mujhe daru chadhti hai,lekin itni nahi ki main khud par control na rakh saku…par is waqt main seedhiya chadhte hue itna ladkhada raha tha ki ek pal ko mujhe aisa laga mano main seedhiyo se fisalkar neeche hee gir jaunga…mera sar bahut ghoom raha tha aur pair seedhiyo par upar chadhte hue buri tarah dagmaga rahe the…ye toh phhir bhi normal tha…. lekin upar chhat par jaate hue ek waqt aisa aaya jab mere pair itne bekabu ho gaye ki khud ko girne se bachane ke liye mujhe railings ka sahara lena pada… maine railings ko dono hatho se pakda aur aankh band karke ahiste-ahiste wahi seedhiyo par baithne ki koshish karne laga…ab mera sar aur bhi jyada ghoomne laga tha aur jab main railings ke sahare neeche baith raha tha tabhi eka-ek mere hath railing se chhoot gaye aur mere pairo ne mera sath chhod diya… us pal mujhe buri tarike se neeche girne ka ahsaas ho chuka tha, maine toh ye bhi soch liya tha ki kaha-kaha mujhe chot lagne wali hai aur kitne din main bed par pada rahunga…lekin tabhi… tabhi achanak se kisi ne mujhe pakad liya aur uske sparsh matra se main samajh gaya ki wo kaun thi…
“thank you, Aradhna….achchha hua jo tune mujhe pakad liya, warna aaj main bhi tere paas pahuch jata…”
“sir, mujhe ye bilkul bhi nahi pasand ki aap us veshya ko yaha lao…”mujhe pakad kar wahi seedhiyo par baithate hue Aradhna boli aur khud bhi mere bagal me baith gayi..
“wo toh mujhe bhi nahi pasand…de tali”Aradhna ki taraf dekhkar maine kaha…
Waise toh waha is waqt bahut andhera tha, lekin main Aradhna ko saaf-saaf dekh sakta tha. uska pura sharir shwet prakash ki tarah chamak raha tha…Aradhna meri taraf apna chehra karke baithi hui mujhe bade pyar se nihar rahi thi aur main…main uske bade-bade doodh saaf dekh sakta tha aur nashe ki halat me ladkhadate mere mann ne mujhe huqm diya ki main uske doodh daba du….par maine aisa nahi kiya… kyunki after all wo ek mari hui ladki thi… Respect _/\_ .dil se na sahi… hath se toh de hee sakta hoon.
“Aradhna…”
“hmm…”
“bina namak ke sabji khayi hai kabhi…”
“haan..ek baar.. kuch feel hee nahi hota..”
“same, mujhe bhi sala kuch feel nahi hota… waise, meri vazah se aaj ek aur ladki mar gayi.tumhe kya lagta hai…kya main uski maut ka jimmedar hoon…Daddu toh use waise bhi ek na ek din pakad leta…”
“ye bhi toh ho sakta hai ki yadi aap Daddu ko kuch na batate toh Daddu use kabhi pakad hee na pata… shayad isi bahane police uski help karti aur wo us narak se bahar nikal jati… lekin……lekin……aap ki vazah se….. aap itne bure kyun ho, sir…mera matlab kya zaroorat thi aapko Daddu ko us ladki ke baare batane ki…aap dusaro ki parvah kyun nahi karte… aapko kya zara bhi andaza hai ki aapke is bartaav ka dusaro par kya asar hota hai… aapke liye ye kuch seconds ka maza dusaro ke liye kitna bhayanak saabit hota hai, iska aapko andaza bhi nahi… aapne kabhi ye nahi socha ki is duniya me aur bhi log hai aur unki bhi zindagi hai… jis tarah aapka guroor hai, waise hee unka bhi guroor hai… jise bachane ke liye wo kuch bhi kar sakte hai… wo ladki jo aaj mari, kuch din pahle hasi-khushi jeevan bita rahi thi, phhir uspar Daddu ki nazar padi aur usne uski zindagi ko ek pal me chaknachur karke use kothe me bitha diya aur phhir aaj aapki meharbani ki vazah se Daddu ne use peet-peet kar maar dala…par main bol kise rahi hoon , use…jisne kabhi apne baap tak ki izzat nahi ki… par mujhe aaj tak ek baat samajh nahi aayi ki aap aise kyun ho… mera matlab koyi toh reason hoga ”
“reason… reason actually, main tab bahut chhota tha, jab main ye jaan gaya ki yaha kisi ko kisi se koyi matlab nahi hai… Aradhna, tumhare school me tumhare class me koyi padhne me hoshiyar raha hoga,jo class me top marta raha hoga…kuch aise rahe honge jo sports me avval aate rahe honge…kuch aise bhi rahe honge jo kayi tarah ke compition jeetkar apne school aur maa-baap ka name roshan karte rahe honge, kuch toh aise bhi rahe honge jinke maa-baap apne bete ko sirf annual function me anchoring ya perform karta dekh khushi se…garv se dusaro ko batate rahe honge ki wo dekho…wo mera beta hai, mera matlab…kamal hai na..ek ladka jo stage me jakar 5 minutes ghisi-piti lines bolta hai…use sunkar unke maa-baap ka garv se seena chauda ho jata hai….Ye sab ki sab qualities mere andar thi… maine itne cup jeete ki unhe jhole me bharkar rakhna padta tha, kyunki mere papa ko laga ki is tarah pure ghar me mere winning cups rakhne par Vipin bhaiya ko sad feel hoga…. par jo chiz mujhe sabse jyada hurt karti thi ki wo ye ki mere baap ne kabhi meri peeth nahi thapthapayi… unhe meri kabhi koyi qualities nahi dikhi wahi yadi Vipin bhaiya kisi bhi competition me yadi consolation prize bhi jeet jaye toh mere mummi-papa kayi dino tak uske baare me dusaro se charcha karte rahte the… main bahut kam umra me samajh gaya tha ki jin logo ke paas meri jitni qualities nahi hoti wo mujhse jalte hai, mujhse nafrat karte hai… main unki jalan aur nafrat se aisa bana... jinhe main apna kahta tha, maine un sabki aankho me mere liye chhipi nafrat dekhi… phhir chahe school me, wo mera dost Varun ho ya phhir ghar me mera bada bhai…yaha tak ki mere maa-baap bhi. Wo aksar yahi dua karte the ki main jis competition me participate kar raha hoon usme kabhi na jeetu… infact apne influence ka istemaal karke unhone ek baar toh school me ho rahe quiz contest me mere kayi right answers ko galat karwa diya tha aur unhone socha tha ki mujhe ye kabhi nahi pata chalega, par main itna bewkoof nahi tha… us din main kuch nahi kar paya aur mere baap ki vazah se kuch chutiye mujhe chutiya bana gaye jiske baad mere bheje me ek baat ghusi ki yadi is duniya me jeena hai toh khamosh mat baitho, balki duniya ko khamosh kar do… apne hunar se, apne taqat se kuch aisa karo ki tumse jalne wale aur jale yaha tak ki tumhe pyar karne wale bhi jalne lage…make everyone cry like a little bitch…log tumhare name se roye…. Tab se mera sirf ek hee usool hai….dont be silent, make the world silent… ”
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nice update ..aradhna se apni baate share ki ki kaise uska baap jalta tha ..par ye sachme uske saath hua tha ya nahi ye pata nahi ..
waise jab bhaiya ka rules ( jaise padhai karo ,jhagda mat karo ) yaad karta tha to yahi lagta tha ki wo usse pyar karta hoga ..

 

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Update 70

“saheb aap jao…”gusse se ufante apne baap ko pakad kar andar kheechne ki koshish karte hue Madhulika mujhse boli….
“ghoor kya raha hai be behanchod…”zameen me pada uska chappal uthakar usi ko fek kar marte hue maine kaha “aukat me rah be dalle, jab main apne baap se kabhi nahi dara toh phhir tujhse kya darunga aur jyada hoshiyari chodi na toh tujhe aur teri beti ko bisleri se chudwaunga….wo bhi pure Ganga-Jamuna me sabke saamne… bhosdike randiyo… pata nahi kis-kis ka lawda chat kar badi hui hai teri beti aur kis-kis ka lawda lekar teri biwi ne ise paida kiya hai… kya teri maa bhi randi thi ? khandani dhandha hai ye tumlogo ka…”
Main jaanta tha ki main jo kah raha tha wo bahut jyada katu shabd the , itne katu ki samne wala samne wale ki jaan le le… Narcissism , jo ki mere according mujhe tha uska ye lakshan hai ki koyi yadi mujhe kuch kahta hai ya phhir mujhe chutiya banata hai toh bawal phhir bawal hona tay hai…Madhulika ke baap ne teen din pahle mujhe tees hazar ka chuna lagaya tha upar se bahut nautanki bhi ki thi…isliye saza toh usko deni thi. par kayi baar main confuse bhi ho jata hoon ki main sach me Narcissism se grasit hoon ya phhir maine ise apnaya hua hai…
Aur yadi main apni baat karu toh yadi mujhe koyi aisi gali deta jaisi ki main is samay Madhulika ke baap ko de raha tha toh Esha ki Kasam main usko jaan se maar deta, par main dekhna ye chahta tha ki ab Madhulika ka baap kya karta hai….Us takle Madharchod ne Madhulika ko do thappad markar khud se door feka aur mujhe wahi rukne ka bolkar andar gaya…. andar se kayi chizo ke girne ki aawaz kuch der tak aati rahi aur jab wo aawaze band hui tab Madhulika ka baap same to same waisa hee katta lekar mere samne aaya, jaisa ki mere paas tha…usne Katta mujhpar taana aur meri taraf dheere-dheere badhte hue bola…
“ab bol, kya bol raha tha…madargaddi”
“what the hell is this madar-taka or madar-gaddi…tu randi, teri beti randi, teri biwi randi, teri maa randi… teri mausi randi… teri chachi randi… teri mami randi… teri bua randi, teri dadi randi… in short tera pura khandan randi….”
Maine jawab diya. Par jawab dene se pahle maine katta chalaya aur Madhulika ke baap ka pair khoon se lahu-luhan kar diya…dusari firing maine Madhulika ke baap ke shoulder me ki…waise mera nishana uska wo hath tha, jis hath se usne katta pakad rakha tha par firing ke samay jhatke ki vazah se goli uske shoulder me lagi thi… back to back do goli lagne se aur Madhulika ke baap ke hath se Gun chhootkar neeche girne ke karan ab pura game mere hath me tha…par main Madhulika ke baap ke sath jyada kuch kar nahi saka kyunki goli chalne ke turant baad waha aas-paas rahne wale log andar aa chuke the… wo toh mujhe maar hee dete lekin mere hath me mauzood katte ki vazah se unme se koyi mere jyada paas tak nahi aaya….siway Madhulika ke....
“tumne aisa kyun kiya…”jaha-jaha Madhulika ke baap ko goli lagi thi un jagah par khoon rokne ke liye kapda bandhte hue Madhulika cheekh kar boli….
“kamal hai, first meeting me toh tune kaha tha ki tera baap zinda rahe ya mar jaye…tujhe koyi fark nahi padta…bas main yahi check kar raha tha ….you failed… mujhe samajh nahi aata ki log apni baat par kayam kyun nahi rahte…”
“koyi ambulance ko call karo…. Reeta, jaldi call kar… Mani didi , jaldi se call kariye…. Isne befaltu me mere pitaji ko maar diya, ise jaane mat dena…”
“Janeman, meri zindagi ek circus hai aur main us circus ka joker hoon….zinda rahne ke liye mujhe perform karna padta hai aur rahi baat yaha se jaane ki toh… tum sab yaad rakhna ki mere paas”hath me pakde apne katte ko choomte hue maine kaha “so, get the hell out of here….clear my way, you all 3 dimensional ordinary people , tum log 3D hokar 4D man ko rokoge aur yadi rok bhi liya toh main time ko phhir se reset kar dunga”
Katte ki jor me main waha se nikla lekin mere peechhe-peechhe Ganga-Jamuna ke kayi log pad gaye… wo sab katte ki wajah se toh mujhse thodi doori banaye hue the, par lagatar mere peechhe-peeche chal rahe the… jis-se meri gand fati aur main daudkar Daddu ke adde ki taraf bhaga…. wo sab bhi mere peechhe Daddu ke adde ki taraf bhage…
Daddu aaj bhi apne jhat jaise cabin me baithkar kisi se phone me baat kar raha tha aur mujhe aata Dekh wo thoda sa muskuraya aur mujhe baithne ka ishara kiya….
“us madarchod ko bol ki apni aukat me rahe warna main uske pure khandan ki aurato ko ganga-jamuna me randi bana kar unse dhandha karwaunga….”Itna bolkar Daddu thodi der ke liye chup hua aur phhir cheekhte hue bola…
“Vidhayak hoga ,wo apne ghar ka… usko bolna ki Daddu ke paas aaj bhi wo randi hai jiske sath wo dus saal pahle maje kiye karta tha…ek minute lagega mujhe uski party ki maa chodne me…bhaidchod….mujhe Ajmeri bai ke kothe ki sari randiya wapas chahiye aur sath me uska name bhi jisne police ko ye bataya ki Ajmeri bai ke kothe me maine katta chhipa rakha hai….use aur uske pure pariwar ko nanga karke beech chaurahe me goli nahi mari toh mera name bhi Daddu nahi…Ganga-jamuna meri jaagir hai. main jab chahu, jaise chahu, jo chahu wo main karunga…koyi gunda yaha apna laad nahi hilayega aur yadi hilaya toh main uska lund kaatkar uske maa-bahan ke gand me dal dunga aur tu mera jaldi se ye kaam kar warna main teri bhi maa chodunga, samjha”bolkar Daddu shant hua aur dusari oor jo aadmi tha, uski baat sunne laga
“haan..ye ki na mardo wali baat…15 minute ke andar mujhe meri randiya mere kothe par wapas chahiye…ab phone rakh”
phone rakhkar daddu thodi der ke liye shant hokar idhar-udhar dekhta raha aur phhir mujhse mukhatib hokar bola….
“sala dhandha karna mushqil kar diya hai,in policewalo ne…. jab se naya S.P. aaya hai, gand me baans kiye baitha hai.”
“life is like physics Daddu bhai…”
“kya…..kya.kya”
“fucking illetrate”muskurate hue maine kaha “dusare tareeke se samjhata hoon…life me un logo ko bilkul bhi allow mat karo, jinka role jyada important na ho….wait………. what the……. Kya ye pahle nahi hua…main jab last time aaya tha tab bhi aapka Ajmeri ji ke kothe par police ne chhapa markar sabko andar kar diya tha aur aaj bhi ? same kapde, same time, same dialogues, same expression….what a coincident, behanchod ye ho kya raha hai…. maine bhi toh same dialogue bola… main kya bol raha hoon,kyun bol raha hoon…ek minute shuru se shuru karte hai…”
“dekh…tu jo bhi kuch bhi bola, sab apne neeche se gaya…lekin apun itna samajh gaya ki tu apun ka mazak bana raha hai…agli baar aisa kuch kiya toh dono kanpatti pe gun rakhkar dono side se ek hee time pe aisi goli marunga ki sala confuse ho jayega ki kis side ki goli se mara hai… apun ko tumhara ye chutiyagiri nahi magta….”
“hua kya….”
“mera pura gun jo maine magwaye the wo police ne pakad liya….”
“Ajmeri bai ke kothe se ?”
“haan….par tere ko kaise maloom be…”
“phone pe baat karte suna na…par you sure ki ye incident aaj hee hua hai…mujhe aisa kyun lag raha hai ki ye kand teen din pahle hua tha…”
“tu kya jhad rela hai…ye aaj hee hua hai aur aadhe ghante pahle hee hua hai…pata nahi sala kisne inform kiya us bhaidchod s.p. ko…”
“hail physics…”
“kyaaa…”
“physics is simple daddu bhai, so is life…par aajkal situation thodi complicated ho rahi hai…main aapse baad me milta hoon…bye…”
Main waha se utha aur jaise hee Daddu ke adde se bahar nikla toh mujhe kuch laga…matlab.. jaise.. koyi… waha kuch tha… koyi energy type chiz… dark matter ya phhir dark energy…jo ki hidden rahti hai.
Waha bahut sare log Daddu ke adde ke bahar khade the…ye sab wahi log the jo Madhulika ke ghar se mere peechhe the… un sabko waha dekh main peechhe muda toh dekha ki Daddu idhar bahar hee aa raha tha…. ek toh ye time repeat hua, upar se ye log aur ab peechhe se Daddu… kis par concentrate karu…
“tum log yaha kyun jama hue ho…”bahar ki bheed dekhkar Daddu ne gurrate hue un sabse puchha…
“gaya lawda ab toh… 2.0, any escape plan…?”
“no…”
“apna engineering wala dimag laga aur jaldi se koyi tarqeeb nikal warna aaj gaya kaam se… main toh first time fasa hoon aisi situation me… tujhe toh kafi ideas honge”
“is-se pahle ki Daddu tujhe mare, tu Daddu ko maar de… main college me yahi karta tha… Varun, Naushad, Gautam, Collector ka launda… ”
“sale, tu bachane ka plan bata raha hai ya marwane ka plan bata raha hai… pahle maloom hota toh…..”

nice update ..par ye itni gaaliya kyu de raha tha madhulika ke baap ko ..kuch jyada hi chala waha ka matter wo bhi bewajah .
aur ab 3 din pichhe aa gaya jab daddu wahi same dialogue maar raha tha phone par ..

 

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Update 77

“yes, bitch…”palatkar maine kaha.. nahi, palat kar nahi… balki palat-te hue kaha. dono me kafi antar hai
“tumne mujhe bitch kaha…”
“yes bitch…”
“main tumhari senior hoon… ye Sharda Enterprises ka head office hai aur tum yaha aisi cheap language ka istemaal kar rahe ho… anapadh… “
“language cheap nahi hoti, bhavnaye cheap hoti hai… bitch. For example, yadi main apne dost Arun se bolu ki bitch… toh wo bura nahi manega… lekin tum bura maan gayi… actually bhavnaye bhi cheap nahi hoti, log cheap hote hai aur tum……um-hmm”
“tujhe tameej nahi hai kya be, sale ek fight marunga na toh tera pura kriyakaram ho jayega… tu Princi mam se aise baat kaise kiya be… rook tu…”Jagat ke according jo ladka Princi ka boy-frend tha wo meri taraf badha aur jaise uske tevar the uske anusar toh ye ladayi hatha-payi ka roop dharan karne wali thi….
“sale, hum tere senior hai yaha… seniors ki respect karna seekh warna zindagi bhar yahi isi post me latka ke rakhunga tujhe…”
“tujhe itna dard kyun ho raha hai… anyway, jo mere se kam handsome hota hai us-se toh main baat hee nahi karta,isliye tu hat aur Princi janeman ko saamne bhej, kyun be second division… bahut udd rahi thi thodi der pahle… abey Sali tu Princi, 2nd division me paas hone wali.. tujhe toh main ek mukka aise dum lagakar marunga na ki teri ulti saans chalni lagegi… khud ko dekh.. ugly bitch, tere upar ke baal se jyada straight toh mere neeche ke baal hai aur tu mujhe hoshiyari de rahi thi…”
“look, I don’t know your name…”
“don’t worry, you’re gonna remember my name for your entire life.. aur tu launde… aainda se tu aukat me rahna warna isi office me ghaeet-ghaseet ke marunga, phhir jo ukhadna ho ukhad lena aur Princi janeman, ye chutiya tera boyfriend hai…thoo.. is-se acha toh Arun dikhta hai aur…. Arun bahut kharab dikhta hai… aise logo ko bhai banaya kar aur tu launde, ye jhat jaisi ladki teri girlfriend hai… thoo, is-se achchha toh Nisha ki saheliya dikhti hai jinhe dekhne tak ka mera mann nahi karta… iska figure dekh aur mujhe bata ki aisa kya hai isme jo tu itne dino se iske peechhe pada hai… is-se achchha toh tere peechhe wali hai, use line maar… shayad pat jaye…”
Princi aur uska so called boyfriend meri baat sunkar confuse ho gaye the mujhpar gussa kare ya kuch aur kare… unhe shayad samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main unki tareef kar raha hoon ya burayi… kyunki maine apna samay aur energy bachane ke liye ek sath ek hee samay me un dono ki tareef aur burayi sath me kar di thi… jiski vazah se ab wo dono hee confuse ho gaye the aur office ke baaki staff bhi…
“ sala koyi level hee nahi hai, tum logo ka aur agli baar mujhse bhidne se pahle soch lena warna, lawda yadi munda kharab hua toh pel-pal dunga… phhir faltu me police case hoga, jiske baad main phhir se tumhe pelunga aur tab tak pelta rahunga jab tak tumlog mera chooskar mujhse sorry nahi bologe, isliye…… ”
Maine matter wahi khatm kiya aur matter waha par wakayi me khatm bhi ho gaya tha lekin pata nahi kisne jakar Vandana Rathi koi iski khabar de di ki meri mutth-bhed…I mean muthbhed office ke dusare workers se hui hai… isliye VR ne taqriban 3 baje , yaani ki ladayi khatm hone ke ek ghante baad ladayi me shamil sabhi logo ko apne cabin me bulaya….
Maine pahle-pahal toh socha ki Vandana mam mujhe cabin me bulakar pahle thoda sa batti degi aur phhir pyar se apni sexy aadao se mujhe samjha-bujhakar wapas bhej degi… maine Vandana mam ke cabin me sirf mere aur Vandana mam ke hone ki aasha ki thi, isliye pant ki dahini jeb ke andar apna dahina hath dalkar ahiste-ahiste lund sahlate hue main VR ke cabin ki taraf ravana hua lekin jab main waha pahucha yani ki jab maine cabin me pravesh kiya toh dekha ki waha already bahut bheed jama thi… waha Princi, uska boyfriend aur unke do-char wahi chutiye sathi the…
“maine socha tha ki case close ho gaya…”un sabko waha dekhkar maine kaha
“ab aap sab yaha se jao… main Arman se baat kar lungi…”
Vandana mam ne chhote role wale kirdaro ko waha se bahar bheja aur mujhe apne saamne wali chair me baithne ka ishara kiya…
“bolna shuru karo…”table par rakhi ek file ko uthakar Vandana Rathi boli aur spectacle lagakar file me apni nazre gada li..
“mujhe do ghante aur chahiye , abki baar design kafi complex hai aur kyunki main Gate ki preparation kar raha hoon, isliye main office ke baad koyi kaam nahi kar sakta… par aaj ke kaam ko main yahi khatm kar dunga aur kal subah ek baar check karke Yogi-jogi ko PM kar dunga aur uski ek copy aapko de dunga”
“tum mujhe bana rahe ho ya tumhe sach me koyi idea nahi hai ki maine tumhe yaha kyun bulaya hai ?”file se apni nazar hatakar meri taraf dekhte hue Vandana Rathi ne mujhe tana mara…
“mam main aapko ek story sunata hoon… mere dost kahte hai ki main bahut achchhi story sunata hoon…”
“go on”
“okay… toh, ek shaks…. jise raato ko neend nahi aati , jiska sar har samay ghoomte rahta hai, jo har samay is confusion me rahta hai aage use kya karna chahiye… jiske paas aisa ek bhi zinda insaan nahi jis-se wo baat kar sake… wo apna kaam puri imaandari se karta hai… toh ek din hota ye hai ki wo shaks jise do din se neend nahi aayi thi wo computer ke saamne baithkar apna kaam kar raha tha. do din se na sone ki vazah se uski aankhe jal rahi thi upar se computer ke screen ki light ? lekin phhir bhi wo apne kaam me juta raha kyunki ye kaam use, usne diya tha jiski wo bahut respect karta tha… infact wo apne boss ki itni jyada respect karta tha ki unke name ke samne [size=undefined]R.[/size] lagane laga tha jaise ki R.Vandana mam yani Respected Vandana mam… toh us din wo unhi R. mam ka kaam kar raha tha… wo kayi ghanto se kaam kar raha tha, isliye uska gala bilkul sookh chuka tha par wo pyas sahta chala gaya kyunki yadi wo uthkar paani peene jaata toh uska flow bigad jata aur speed kam ho jati isliye usne apni pyas ko ignore kiya… lekin pyas toh pyas hai , yadi use samay par bujhaya nahi gaya toh samay ke sath wo kam nahi hoti balki aur badhti hai… aisich same uske sath bhi hua aur uski pyas badhti gayi lekin wo phhir bhi sahta gaya, reason wahi… R.mam aur jab uski pyas last stage me pahuchi yani ki jab paani peena ekdum anivarya ho gaya toh usne office me kaam karne wale peon ko aawaz di ki wo idhar aaye… lekin usi samay uski ek senior ne sirf apna raub jhadne ke liye us mehnati, imaandar aur kaabil shaks ko jhad diya aur yaha tak ye bhi bola ki use kuch aata-jata nahi… ab aapse mera ek sawal hai mam ki aap do raat se soyi nahi ho, aap apni bhookh-pyas sah kar puri lagan aur imaandari se apna kaam kar rahi ho aur aapko koyi ek glass paani ke peechhe bura-bhala bole toh aapka kya reaction hoga….? may i”Rathi mam ki table par rakhe pani ke botal ki taraf ishara karte hue maine puchha jispar unhone apna sar haan me hilakar sahmati di…
Maine pani ki botal uthayi aur gata-gat aadha botal gatak liya… Vandana mam ab meri taraf dekh rahi thi… wo is samy thoda shocked thi ki koyi insaan bhala kaise –aise baat kar sakta hai I mean koyi insaan bhala itna creative, itna talented, itna smart, itna handsome kaise ho sakta hai… Vandana mam yadi meri boss nahi hoti toh is samya wo zaroor daud kar mere paas aati aur apni gand mere taraf karke bolti ki… “le Arman… mar de aaj is Rathi ki gand”
wo yadi meri boss nahi hoti toh zaroor wo apne kapde faadkar apna doodh mujhe pilati ya phhir nangi hokar , apni taange failakar mujhe apni choot chatne ka nyota deti… par us randi ne apne emotions ko achchhe se control kiya… usne aisa kuch bhi nahi kiya aur na hee aisa kuch kaha…

nice update ....jhagda ab rathi mam ke paas pahuch gaya aur arman usko samjha raha hai ki kya hua tha uske saath ..

 

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Update 78

“look around Arman , they all are waiting for my strict action against you… they all hate you…”
“so do I…….. by the way, people have tendacy to hate awesome man… If they hate you.let them hate...”
“let them hate…? Really…? why can’t you be normal like everyone else ? I mean often you behave like…”
“like….”
“ like you are a curmudgeon…”
“curmudgeon…? matbal”
“a bad-tempered”
“you want me to be like them… behave like them…? Mam please , after seeing their faces you know what I think… I think killing people should not be considered as an illegal act..theyyyy…”
“kya hua…”
“pani ki botal…. pata nahi aaj khaaaaasi itni kyun aa rahi hai, shayad water cooler ka thanda pani peene ka asar hai…”gata-gat do peg paani marne ke baad maine kaha aur jab main botal wapas table par rakh raha tha tab mujhe ahsaas hua ki abki baar toh maine botal me muh laga kar paani piya hai
“sorry mam, jaldbazi me dhyan nahi aaya..”
“no…no…no problem, its okay..”
“toh kaha the hum…”wapas table par pani ki botal ki taraf hath sarkate hue maine puchha…
“ killing people should not be considered as an illegal act…”
“haan, inko dekho… ye sab subah uth-te hai, yaha kaam par aate hai, sham ko 5 baje ghar chale jate aur phhir sex karke so jate hai… kuch toh sex bhi nahi karte honge aur kuch toh sex karne ke kaabil bhi nahi honge… mera matlab for god sake, we are humans…. Not money or baby producing machines..Time is the most powerful weapon of mankind and what are we doing ? nothing… we are wasting it by doing 9 to 5 job…. I mean if you cant do something good then atleast do something bad… something different, something notable… something remarkable”
“very deep thoughts, it’s…it’s nice… let’s do something special today…”muskurate hue Vandana apna spectacle table par rakhte hue boli… “something special, something notable, something eye catching….”
“what…”
“how about apologize to Princi ? it will be very special, will be notable as well as remarkable… actually I have a offer for you…”
“iski maa ka prism… ye toh mujhse hee khel rahi hai, abhi pant kholkar lund dikha duna toh yahi par moot degi… phhir wo hoga, something special, something notable and eye-catching… R. kahi ki…”
“maine pahle hee kaha hai ki mujhe lip reading nahi aati…”
“ok. No problem.. let’s do this … but first let me know about the offer…”
“offer… offff…er… koyi offer nahi hai…”
“no offer , no sorry…”Vandana Rathi par apni pakad mazboot banate hue maine kaha…
“ok, aaj raat ko dinner, mere ghar me…”
“dinner…..done…”
Aur is tarah zindagi me pahli baar Yugpurush a.k.a. Shri Arman a.k.a. 3.0 a.k.a. 4-D man a.k.a. Arrogant Reputed Man ne na chahte hue bhi kisi ko sorry bola…jab office se sabke jaane ke baad maine Princi ko sorry bola toh uska chehra dekhna layak tha, wo us samay aise khush hui jaise kisi ne do-do lund uski choot me daal diye ho…. uski khushi ka toh thikana hee nahi tha aur khushi-khushi me…. it’s okay bolkar usne mujhe apne doodh se bhi laga liya… yahi hota hai jab koyi Yugpurush kisi tuchchh manav ko sorry bolta hai toh…. Par hazar baat ki ek baat ye hai ki maine sorry bola aur main chahe jitney bahane maar loon, chahe khud ko jitna bhi justify karu, sach toh yahi tha ki maine sorry bola… wo bhi ek ladki ko. Wo bhi jisne 59 logo ke saamne meri insult ki thi…
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Main jab bhi apne dosto ko ya phhir apne dushmano ko apne sahas ke kisse sunata hoon toh main aksar Police station ke us case ke baare me zaroor baat karta hoon jisme maine superintendent of police ke saamne Collector ke bete ki chhati me laat mari thi wo bhi police station me…. meri nazar me wo meri zindagi ka sabse zokhim bhara stunt tha… halaki uske pahle aur phhir uske baad me policewalo ne bhi mere sath stunt kiya tha… par wo collector ke bete ke chhati par laat marne ka jo moment tha na wo kamal ka tha… use soch kar main aaj bhi thrill ho jata hoon aur dil karta hai ki Ganga-Jamuna jakar Daddu ke saamne Ajmeri bai ko chodu… par phhir…. Anyway leave it.
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Sharda Entereprises me apna pahla din bitakar main auto se wapas aa raha tha… waise is samay sham ki 5:30 ya 6 bajne chahiye par jab maine ghadi me time dekha toh paya ki 8 baj rahe the… mujhe pata nahi ye kaise hua I mean main 5 baje Sharda Enterprises se chhutne ke baad 3 ghante maine kya kiya, mujhe kuch yaad nahi… mujhe toh bas itna yaad hai ki maine Princi ko sorry bola aur Collector ke launde ko marne wale incident ke baare me sochte hue main Sharda Enterprises se bahar nikla tha aur jab main apne ateet se wapas vartman me aaya tab raat ke 8 baj chuke the aur main sadak me bad-hawasi ki halat me chale jaa raha tha jiske baad River View Colony ke liye maine ek auto book kiya…. Ye thik aise hee tha jaise kisi ne ghadi me time aage badhaya ho aur time sachmuch me aage badh gaya….
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“what a concentration, man…I love it…”
“maza aaya na, abey ye toh kuch bhi nahi… ek baar toh raat se lekar subah tak main ghadi ki sui ko ginta raha aur jab mera concentration toota tab subah ho chuki thi… chal bol papa…”
“2.0 was better…”
“le… 2.0 better hota toh wo 3.0 me update hee kyun hota, tu 1.0 se better tha par main best hoon…”
“aaj office me maine dekh liya ki tu kitna best hai…”
“abey teri tarah chutiya nahi hoon main, main dimag se khelta hoon aur dimag se pelta hoon… yaha tak ki dimag se sex bhi kar leta hoon aur yadi chahu toh abhich bina lund chhuye dimag se mutth bhi mar sakta hoon”
“chal be, 8th semester ke baad tune sirf ek mardo wala kaam kiya hai… wo bhi David ko marne ka… usme bhi main tere sath tha… sath kya, darasal us kaam ko bhi maine hee anjaam diya tha, warna tu aise hee aand latkaye zindagi bhar David aur Varun ki ji-huzoori karte rahta…”
“bol toh aise raha hai jaise, NH-6 me roj tu hee kand karta hai… sale aaj tak kabhi gun dekhi bhi hai ? yaha main smuggling kar raha hoon guns ki… Sau guns ka order diyela hai maine daddu ko…sau guns ka”
“aur wahi guns Daddu ek-ek karke tere gand me dalega… phhir mat bolna ki… 2.0 bacha le mujhe…”
“chal be, tere jaise old version ke muh nahi lagta main…”
“tu chal be…”
“abey tu chal be…”

nice update ..waise R ka matlab randi hi hota hai ..par wo koi bekar insan nahi samajh sakta ..princi ko sorry bola ye to bahut badi baat hai ..

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

Update 79

Chapter-23: Rocket of Vengeance
“chal jaa na…”
“sala old version…”
“dekh chup ho ja, warna abhi auto se kood jaunga…”
“baap ka raaj hai kya…”
“nahi raaj toh The Ron ka hai…….lol…”
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“bhai, ye aap kya kar rahe ho ? aur baat kis-se kar rahe ho…”sadak ke kinare auto rok-kar auto wale ne mujhse puchha…
Aksar jab mere andar mauzood meri dono antaratmaye aapas me baat ya bahas karti hai toh sab silent mode me hota hai jis-se saamne wale ko kuch nahi pata chalta lekin aaj pata nahi kaise humara volume tej ho gaya tha… jiska aabhas mujhe autowale ne karaya….
“dude, this is the psychological thing, you won’t understand….”
“main kuch samjha nahi…”
“dekha, maine pahle hee bola tha ki tu nahi samjhega… ha..ha..ha.. you poor people, tu dimag mat chala, auto chala…”
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River View Colony se thodi door maine auto rukwaya aur jaise hee autowale ne auto roka main turant auto me se koodkar bina paise diye waha se bhaga…. NH-6 me bhagte hue maine peechhe palat kar dekha, wo autowala bhi apna auto chhodkar mere peechhe bhag raha tha aur bhagta bhi kyun na… use 700 dene ka maine vaada jo kiya tha… sale , chodu samajh ke rakhe hai public ko… mana ki NH-6 ki badaulat main aaj-kal kafi rahis hoon lekin aise free me thodi paisa batunga… jab ye bhosdiwale mere se itna paisa le rahe hai toh phhir aam-aadmi ki toh gand hee maar lete honge… sabko…sabko ek-ek karke line me launga.
Auto se koodkar bhagte hue maine socha tha ki thodi door tak mera peechha karne ke baad wo autowala wapas laut jayega, lekin wo BC peechhe hatne ka naae hee nahi le raha tha… bhagte-bhagte uska kaleja muh ko aa gaya tha…lekin wo phhir bhi apna kaleja muh me liye mere peechhe daude ja raha tha…
“abey chutiye, 700 ke peechhe mat bhag, kahi koyi tera auto lekar udd gaya toh… chus lena phhir…”bhagte hue main ruka aur mudkar mere peechhe bhag rahe autowale se bola… jise sunkar wo autowala ruka aur phhir thodi der wahi khada kuch sochta raha….
“kutra…nahi toh. tu dobara milna kabhi mujhe… saat sau ka saat hazar na wasoola toh kahna… dukkar,sala”itna bolkar wo autowala wapas laut gaya aur main phhir bade aaram se apne flat tak aaya….
“maza aa gaya aaj toh, dekha be 2.0… tune kabhi aisa kuch kiya tha kya”
“aise chhote kaam main nahi karta…”
Room ke andar jakar maine apne wo kapde nikale jinhe pahankar main Vandana Rathi ke ghar dinner par jaane wala tha.. maine apne shoes bhi polish kiye aur ant me perfume dhoondane laga… par mere paas toh perfme tha hee nahi. pichhale ek-dedh saal se toh main Varun ka perfume use kar raha tha…. uske baad na toh kabhi zaroorat padi aur na hee mujhe kabhi yaad aaya…. Anyway, maine shower lene ka socha aur towel lekar bathroom me ghusa… wo bhi itni thandi me, wo bhi ek ladki ke liye… is tarah main aaj back to back do baar apni hee nazar me gir gaya tha… main kafi der tak chuppi saadhe apni aankh band karke bathroom ke bahar khada raha aur phhir jo do paap maine aaj kiye hai, unko dhone ke liye bathroom ka darwaja khola….
“abey, bhosad…. Ye toh main gate hai… band kar lawda, itni thandi-thandi hawa aa rahi hai…”
“sorry…”main gate band karke maine us gate ko khola jisar maine BTR likha hua tha aur bathroom ke andar jakar gate lock karne laga…
“par main bathroom ka darwaja andar se kyun lock kar raha hoon, yaha toh main akele rahta hoon… yaad aaya… Aradhna… good strategy… par yadi usko andar aana hee hoga toh wo darwaja knock thodi karegi…. wo toh direct yahi prakat ho jayegi….”
Mujhe shower lena bahut pasand hai bole toh mere pasandida chizo me se ek hai aur Shower ke neeche bheegte hue zindagi ke baare me sochane ka toh maza hee kuch aur hai, khas-kar ki ye sochna ki life me mujhe aage kya karna chahiye. Yahi wo jagah hai jaha mere andar ki creativity bahar aati hai… yahi mere plans bante hai aur yahi wo jagah hai jaha main full 100 % serious rahta hoon… 100 % nahi, 99 %... 100 % toh physics ke khilaf hai aur main aisa koyi bhi kaam nahi karta jo physics ke khilaf ho…
shower ke neeche soch-vichar karne ki meri ye aadat bahut purani hai, ye mere bachpan ki un gini chuni aadato me se hai jo mere college tak ka padav aar kar gayi aur ab tak barkarar hai…. maine yun shower ke neeche sochne-vicharne ka kaam college me bhi bahut kiya tha…par usme thoda fark tha , us samay main apne future ke baare me nahi balki Esha ke baare me socha karta tha… maine apne char saal shower ke neeche Esha ke baare me sochne me vyateet kiya lekin phhir bhi..…anyway,
mujhe nahi lagta ki is-se badi nakamyabi aur jillat ki baat mere liye koyi aur ho sakti hai… par abhi main apne future ke baare me soch raha tha yani ki Vandana Rathi ke baare me, jo is waqt apne ghar me khade hokar ya phhir gand ke bal baithe hue mere liye lunch taiyar kar rahi hogi…
“lunch nahi…dinner…”
“dinner ? raat ho gayi kya…”
“raat hee toh hai be…”
“oh.k… sala aise bhi koyi confuse hota hai kya…”
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Iske baad maine decide kiya ki ab main kuch aur nahi sochunga, warna jitna sochunga utna hee confuse hota jaunga…
“ye kya tha… chod behan…. aisa laga jaise kisi ne mere kandhe me koyi nukili chiz ghop di ho….”maine apne kandhe par hath fera toh paya ki mere kandhe me ek pin jo 3-4 inch lambi hogi wo aadhi ghusi hui thi… pin kafi patli, magar lambi thi… jo shayad shower ke paani ke jariye hee aaya tha… sala
Maine apne kandhe se wo pin nikali , mere kandhe me jaha wo pin ghusi thi waha se ab halka-halka khoon nikal raha tha… maine ispar jyada dhyan nahi diya aur phhir se shower ke maje lene laga… lekin thodi der baad mere dusare kandhe me phhir se waisa hee dard hua, jaisa pahli baar hua tha… is baar dard ki intensity thodi jyada thi…
“abki baar char pins… colony ke secratery se complain karni padegi…”un charo lambi pins ko nikal kar neeche fekte hue maine kaha…. “acha hua lund me nahi laga, warna… dahine hath ka exercise kuch din ke liye rook jata…”
Lekin uske baad toh jaise iska silsila hee shru ho gaya…har minute-do minute me shower ke through mere sharir me pins ghus rahi thi aur main tha ki shower ke neeche se hatne ka naam hee nahi le raha tha… dheere-dheere shower ke paani me lambi, nukili pins ki sankhya badhti gayi aur usi ke sath mere shari ke zakhm bhi… par main showerke neeche se nahi hata…. Mere sharir ke kayi hisso se khoon ki dharaye chalni shuru ho gayi… lekin main wahi mazbooti se data raha . maine gaur kiya ki jaise-jaise samay beet raha tha…waise-waise paani ki matra kam hoti ja rahi thi aur pani ki jagah pin baras rahe the… mujhe tabhi samajh jaana chahiye tha ki ye kya ho raha hai, par us samay jaise mere dimag ne kaam karna band kar diya tha ya phhir main ye kahu ki is samay mera dimag itna jyada kaam kar raha tha ki mujhe kuch aur sochane ki zaroorat hee nahi thi… na toh mujhe apne dard ki parvaah thi aur na hee apne khoobsurat chehre ka nukili pins ke jariye bigadne ka koyi gham tha…. shower se dheere-dheere paani kam hota gaya aur phhir ek samay aisa aaya , jab shower se paani ki jagah tez aawaz ke sath puri tarah lambi-lambi pin barasne lagi… main har pal, har seconds un pins ko apne sharir me chubhte hue dekh raha tha. mere pure sharir me pins ghusi hui thi aur dheere-dheere mere sharir se khoon ris raha tha… main kaafi der tak aise khada khud ko dekhta raha aur phhir ek waqt aisa aaya jab mera khada rahna bhi mushqil ho gaya….

nice update ..par pichhale chapter me angelina se mulakat hona tha par kahi bhi waisa nahi hua ..
kya college life ka koi bhi shaks ab nahi milnewala arman ko ??.

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

Update 81

“wo sir, dhyan nahi diya… warna bf hee dekhte aur phhir aapki biwi ko chodte ”Shukla ji ki baat sunkar maine kaha…………..mann me.
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Toh is tarah Shukla ji se mujhe khali samay me bf dekhne prerna mili aur humari aaj ki class shuru hui. Shukla ji bade moodie aadmi the aur full josh me physics padhate the aur jab physics padhate-padhate wo jhad jate I mean thak jate tab wo apni ek-do story humse share karne lagte aur abhi bhi waisa ho raha tha…. book ke jis rocket ko maine thodi der pahle udakar chaand par pahuchaya tha, usi rocket ko Shukla ji bhi udane ki koshish kar rahe the… par unka rocket udna toh door hil bhi nahi raha tha, jiske baad maine sir ko free falling ka concept diya aur unke rocket ko bhi chandrama me land karwaya… woooh… mujhe toh astronaut hona chahiye tha, phhir main bhi Interstellar movie ki tarah black hole me ghusta… anyway…
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“bahut hard question tha yar, well done Arman… waise rocket ke udne se mujhe yaad aaya ki ek baar main bhi flight me udkar apne mauseri didi ke paas gaya tha….”
“lijiye chay…”Sir ko beech me hee disturb karke unki wife boli aur chay dene ke liye thoda neeche jhuki….
“abey Varun, Shukla ji ki biwi ka pond dekh ke bata toh ki… kitna bada hai… jhuki hui hai toh mast clear dikhega… ye bade-bade pond.. beech me vertically darar… mann karta hai, chipak jaun”khush-fusate hue maine Varun se kaha aur Varun ne apni gardan tedhi karke angdayi lene ke bahane Shukla ji ki biwi ka pond dekha
“bahut bada hai be…”
“aahhhhh…uske pond me ek laat maar na, maza aayega”
“bhag bhosdike…”
“uske pond me kiss karna…”
“pond-chatta…”
Shukla ji ki biwi ne jhuk-kar Shukla ji ko chay di aur wahi khadi rahi kyunki last time Shukla ji ne chay peene ke baad cup, hume parabolic curve samjhane ke liye fek diya tha…
“toh kaha tha main…”chay peete hue Shukla ji ne puchha…
“sir… aap, udkar apni mauseri didi ke paas gaye the…”
“haan, kya batau tum logo ko… main apni didi ke paas salo baad gaya tha aur shuru me toh main unhe pahchan bhi nahi paya tha…. tum logo ko pata hai , unke itne bade-bade doodh the… ye itne bade-bade dooddha”apne hath se apni mauseri didi ke doodh ka size batate hue Sir ne kaha… jo ki humare liye kafi awkward situion thi… aur wo bhi tab jab Mrs. Amarnath waha mauzood ho .
hum sab bahut jor-jor se hasna chahte the… lekin Shukla ji ki biwi ke waha hone ke karan hum logo ne apni hasi daba rakhi thi, maine Shukla ji ki biwi ko dekha…wo bhi is samay awkward situation me thi par isko chhipane ke liye wo mand-mand muskurane lagi thi… hum sab apni hasi dabaye baithe hue the… kuch ko toh itni hasi aa rahi thi ki hasi dabane ke chakkar me unhe buri tarah khasi aane lagi aur tab maine socha ki, BC ye toh past hai… kya ukhad legi Shukla ki biwi.. aur main dahad mar-markar hasne laga…jis-se baki log jo abhi tak apni hasi daba ke rakhe hue the…wo bhi hasne lage…. Humara is tarah hasna Shukla ji ki biwi ko kuch khas pasand nahi aaya tha aur isme char chand lagate hue maine apna hath unki taraf kiya aur unhe ishare kar-kar ke hasne laga, jis-se wo serious ho gayi… lekin mujhe maloom tha ki Shukla ji ke hote hue wo mere jhat ka ek baal bhi nahi ukhad sakti….
Toh is tarah intentionally aur unintentionally, jo bhi kah lo… maine Shukla ji ki biwi ki pel ke insult ki aur us din mere bheje me ek baat ghusi ki yaadi aapke paas ekka, badshah hai toh phhir nahle, dahle se nahi darna chahiye…. Us din sirf itna hee kaand nahi hua, us din tution me ek aur kaand hua tha jo ki Shukla ji ki biwi ko bahut bura laga tha… hua darasal ye tha ki Shukla ji ka wo barbaad launda jisne bus-stand me apne se kayi saal badi ladki ko propose mara tha… uske propose ki khabar Shukla ji ko kisi ne phone par de…de thi aur jab sham ko unka ladka bahar gand marwa kar wapas ghar aaya toh unhone use pyar se puchkar kar apne paas bulaya aur uske baal sahlakar apne seene se lagate hue bade pyar se bole….
“humara chhutku na, jis claas me padhta hai… us-se ek class aage ki meaning yaad karke rakha hua hai… kitna hoshiyar hai… humara chhutku… …….. madarchod nahi toh…”apne bête ke sar ka baal kheechkar uske gaal par back to back jordar thappad marte hue Shukla ji ne kaha… “madarchod, bhosdiwale… aaj raat ko main tujhse meaning puchhunga aur yadi wo yaad nahi hui na toh tere gand me danda daalkar pure mohalle me nanga ghumaunga…sale, harami… padhna likhna toh kuch hai nahi… ladkiyo ko chhedta hai…”
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Shukla ji achanak se itne hyper ho gaye the ki wo apne bete ko lagatar marte jaa rahe the aur main waha dusari taraf baitha ye gin raha tha ki wo kitna thappad kha chukka hai….
“30…31…32….33….wow… aaj toh full entertain kar diya Shukla ji ne, 38…39…40.. common shukla ji…century maar do aaj, chahe toh tea-break le lo…”
“heee… heeee”hum logo ki taraf dekh kar Shukla ji bole “heee , tumlog bhi maro is harami ko… maa chod dalo iski….”
Lekin hum log shant baithe rahe, bhala hum log kaise Shukla ji ke bete ko maar sakte the… isliye hum log apni-apni jagah par shant baithe rahe…. jis-se abki baar khisiya kar Shukla ji ne humse kaha…
“kamal hai yar, iska baap bol raha hai phhir bhi nahi maar rahe ho… arey maro, is harami ko…. Kaise shant baithe ho tum sab, bakchod-vakchod ho ka…”
Aur phhir main apni jagah se utha aur Shukla ji ke launde ka baal pakd kar use apni taraf kheecha aur ek laat kaskar uske pichhwade me di, jis-se wo girte hue andar wale room me gira… main bhi andar wale room me gaya…jaha uski maa yani ki Shukla ji ki biwi apne aankho me aansu liye ek kinare baithkar subak rahi thi… maine Shukla ji ki biwi ke saamne uske bete ko laat se marna shuru kar diya aur kayi tariko se uchak-uchak kar style se mara… Shukla ji ki biwi ke saamne main bahut der tak uske bete ko laat se, hath se , kohni se aur ghutno se pelta raha aur phhir jab marte-marte thak gaya toh Shukla ji ki biwi ke paas gaya aur bola….
“tujhe yaad hai, kuch din pahle… jab main tere yaha T.V. par power rangers dekh raha tha toh tune role me t.v. band kar diya tha aur mujhe, specially mujhe chamkaya tha ki yaha aate ho toh sirf padhai par dhyan diya karo…. Remember… bas usi ka badla hai ye….ab se apni aukat me rahna warna next time tere bete ko nahi tujhe marwaunga ….Got it, now get lost…. You, ugly bitch”
Mujhe nahi pata par kya kisi ne gaur kiya ki maine beech me ek sentence add kiya tha ki kisi ne Amarnath sir ko phone karke uske bete ki kartoot batayi thi… actually wo main hee tha, jisne Amarnath sir ko phone kiya tha… pahli vazah ye ki Amarnath sir ke launde ne jis laundi ko chheda tha, wo koyi aur nahi balki meri school life crush thi aur dusari vazah ye ki mujhe Amarnath sir ki biwi se apna hisaab chukana tha… is tarah main phone ke through ek teer chalaya aur un dono ka shikar kar liya….
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Tuition ke baad main apne ghar aaya aur apne time travel ke baare me gahan chintan me doob gaya… maine kafi dimag lagaya , ghanto dimag lagaya…ji-se mujhe ek baat jo ye pata chali ki main jaise past me enter hota hoon waisich yaha se exit bhi hota hoon… phhir chahe school Bus ke through aana-jana ho ya phhir relative motion ke through… har baar aisich hee hota hai…
“yani ki yaha se jaate waqt mujhe phhir se un pins ke chubhne ka dard sahna padega… oh my physics … anyway, let’s do it…mere yaha aane me koyi control nahi hai lekin yaha se jaane me toh hona chahiye….”

nice update .ye shukla bf.dekhne ko kehta hai aur apne bete ko maarne ko bhi kehta hai kya wakai aisa koi insaan hoga ..

 

[Yug Purush]

“le Arman… mar de aaj is Rathi ki gand”

kya kya likh diya hu main is story me

 

[Yug Purush]

nice update ..par pichhale chapter me angelina se mulakat hona tha par kahi bhi waisa nahi hua ..
kya college life ka koi bhi shaks ab nahi milnewala arman ko ??.

Milega na aakhiri me esha , gautam, arun