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

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Chapter-28: The Wedding Reception

Update 97

jyada bimar hone ka ek fayda ye hai ki aapko kuch bhi acha nahi lagta….i mean choot… chuttad… various kind of chutiyapa. sab aadmi ke liye bejaan hote hai… aur wo samay hota hai jab ek insaan apni zindagi me mahan hota hai… example ke taur par mujhe dekh lo main na jaane kitne saalo se bimar hoon aur isiliye main mahan hoon…. Main puri raat khud ke, khud ke future ke baare me sochta hoon par mujhe yahi lagta hai ki main kuch nahi soch raha….. ab isi samay ko hee le lo… main kuch soch raha hoon lekin mujhe aisa lag raha hai ki main kuch nahi soch raha…
“guns kaha deliver karne hai…”Daddu ne mujhse puchha…
“abhi time kya hua hai…”
“ saat bees”
“isi samay, saat din baad…char alag-alag jagah, Haryana me…Delivery kaise karoge… ”
“25-25 guns ki char potli banakar ek potli phal ke truck me, ek potli ambulance me, ek potli shadi ke liye Haryana ja rahe ek family ke saman ke sath aur ek…. Bike me mere aadmi leke jayenge…”
Paiso ka bag nikalkar maine Daddu ke saamne rakha, jisme maine wahi note rakhe the jo maine us ambulance se loota tha…
“isme toh sirf 7 laakh hai…..”
“ye jewellery….”ek aur bag Daddu ki table par rakhkar main muskuraya “aadha abhi, baki delivery time. Haryana me jin char jagah par tumhe maal pahuchana hai uska address main tumhe nahi dunga, bas main tumhare aadmiyo ko root bataunga aur wo usko follow karenge…. Police ka khatra nahi chahiye apun ko.”
“khatarnak…”paiso ke sath jwellery table par apni taraf kheech-kar Daddu bola “khatarnak… ekdum full planning ke sath. Ekdum…. Kya bolte hai usko angrezi me…… I like you… ajmeri ke kothe ki jo randi chahiye wo le lo aaj… apun ki taraf se tohfa….”
“sach…”
“Daddu ki jubaan hai…”
“thik hai phhir..”aankho me ho rahi jalan ko shant karne ke liye apni aankho ko mijte hue maine kaha“Ajmeri chahiye…. Milegi ?”
Mere itna bolte hee Daddu aur waha mauzood uske sabhi aadmiyo ki chok ho gayi.. chok toh meri bhi hui par main normal hee bana raha… kyunki Daddu ab kar bhi kya sakta tha, usne mujhe jubaan di thi… upar se thahra paiso ka lalchi…usne ek baar paiso ki taraf dekha aur phhir haan kar diya.
“lekin aaj nahi… kal.. kal raat me….”
“aaj kyun nahi..”
“samjha karo Daddu bhai, already subah se do baar ho chuka hai….. ”
“hihihihi…I like you”
“I like you too….Daddu bhai, aapne us din kya mara us laundiya ko… sala idhar se belt, udhar se danda…phhir **. Matlab maza aa gaya dekh ke… full enjoyment… main toh aapka fan ho gaya us din se… aapke sath ek photo lena magta apun ko, bole toh yun bindas style me aur ek autograph bhi… aapki photo ko apun frame karake apne ghar ki deewar pe latyega aur bade-bade aksharo me likhwayega ki… ye hai DD- Diler Daddu…”
“aur uske neeche Ganga-Jamuna ka baadshah bhi likhwana…”
“bilkul…”
Daddu ke sath selfie lekar aur ek mude hue paper me Daddu ka autograph ke sath ek katta lekar main waha se nikal gaya….
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Har din main khud se do jhooth zaroor bolta hoon… pahla subah me… ki… aaj ka din achchha hoga aur dusara raat me ki….aaj ka din achchha raha…. Baki kuch achchha hota toh nahi phhir bhi main har din ye repeat karte rahta hoon…
Aaj subah bhi jab main 2 ghante ki lambi neend lekar utha toh khud se kaha ki… aaj ka din achchha hoga aur apna bag lekar A-3 ki taraf badha. Remember, A-3…? mera purana ghar… jaha main ek saal se bhi adhik samay tak raha tha. waise maine jis din David ko A-3 me pela tha, usi din soch liya tha ki ab main un sabki shakl tak kabhi nahi dekhunga… lekin ek chiz jo mere dimag me har din ghoomte rahti thi wo ye ki jis dost ne itne mushqil samay me mere sath diya, maine uski hee insult ki… uske hone wali biwi ki insult ki… ye sahi nahi tha. mana ki maine bachpan me Varun par bahut se ahsaan kiye the, lekin yadi main wo ahsaan nahi bhi karta toh bhi Varun ka kuch jyada nuksaan nahi hota… wo kisi na kisi tarah situation handle kar hee leta… lekin main… main ye nahi kar sakta tha, meri zindagi college ke sath hee khatm ho chuki thi, mere dost ke sath-sath mere gharwalo ne bhi mera sath chhod diya tha… us waqt Varun hee ekmatra tha, jisne meri emotionally aur economically bahut help ki thi… isliye mujhe uske ahsaano ka badla toh chukana hee tha aur pichhale dino raat bhar nadi ke beech bitane ke baad mujhe khayal aaya ki aise toh main kabhi bhi tapak sakta hoon toh kyun na Varun se aakhiri mulaqat kar li jaye… isiliye main yaha tha. Flat number A-3 ke saamne….
A-3 pahuchkar maine gate knock kiya…
“kamal hai 5 minute ho gaye, sale ne gate nahi khola… zaroor sonam ke sath chudayi machayi hogi kal raat me aur abhi kapde pahan raha hoga…”jab Varun ne gate nahi khola toh maine anuman lagaya…
Is beech A-3 se judi meri kayi yaade taaza hone lagi… jinhe rok-kar maine ek aur baar darwaja knock kiya….
“kya hai yar, koyi izzat hee nahi hai.... abhi batata hoon…”bolkar main thoda peechhe gaya par usi samay Varun ne gate khola… towel pahankar
“achchha hua, jo gate khol diya…warna main todne wala tha…”
“Arman tuuu.. yahaaaa”
“itna chauk kyun raha hai… main yaha rahne nahi aaya hoon, don’t worry…”gate ki taraf badhte hue main bola… lekin tabhi Varun ne mujhe rok liya
“tu andar nahi ja sakta…”
“kyun Sonam bhi hai kya andar…”
“haan, par wo baat nahi hai… tu abhi andar nahi jayega…”
“kya hua… tu mujhe rok kyun raha hai…”
“rook na be, itna hadbada kyun raha hai…”
“ab samjha…main… ki tu kyun mujhe andar nahi aane de raha, bole toh batau…”
“nahi…”
“batane de na… please”
“nahi… Arman nahi…”
“tune Sonam ke sath raat bhar chudai ki…”
“Arman…chup ho ja…”
“aur phhir thukam-thukayi karne ke baad tum dono thak-kar aise hee so gaye, jiske baad tum dono ki neend abhi mere gate knock karne pe khuli hai… tabhi toh tu towel lapet ke aaya hai…”
“aur kuch bolna hai…”peechhe mudkar Varun ne dekhte hue kaha…
“hat na… mujhe bhi dekhna hai…”
“tu mera lund dekh… bhosdiwale… jiska dekhna tha , uska toh dekha nahi… ab koyi aur dekh raha hai uska…”

nice update ..maja aa gaya ...daddu se 100 gun kharidkar arman karega kya
aur lagta hai sach me varun chudai kar raha tha sonam ke saath ..isliye ghar me ghusne nahi de raha hai arman ko ..

 

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Update 98

“Nisha…. ? Itni jaldi David se set ho gayi… Sali chhinar… mujhe toh uspe shuru se hee shaq tha… achchha hua jo chhod diya usko… warna wo apne ghar me apne maa-baap ke saamne David se chudwate rahti aur main idhar khali mutth marte rahta, sale incests… tujhe pata hai breakup se kayi mahine pahle usne mujhe choot tak nahi dikhayi.. jabki main har hafte kisi na kisi bahane kaise bhi karke use apna lund dikhata tha… jab wo yaha aati ya jab main kahi uske sath ghoomne jata toh main use ishare bhi karta ki wo mujhe dikhaye… jis par wo bolti ki… ‘Arman, meri koyi izzat hai ya nahi, tumne mujhe samajh kya rakha hai’… wah bc… jaise mere lund ki koyi izzat hee nahi…”
“Varun, kaun hai gate par… zara andar aana toh, aur ye kal raat wale bartan tumne abhi tak nahi dhoye….”andar se ek auratjaat ki aawaz aayi aur is aawaz ke aate hee Varun ne mujhe andar aane diya….
“ja…ja bartan dhokar, phhir baat karte hai…”
Varun ke waha se andar jaane ke baad maine pure flat ko dekha… flat ka toh pura look hee change ho gaya tha… deeware phhir se paint karayi gayi thi, kayi sare frames vagerah lagaye gaye the aur kayi naye saman bhi Varun laya tha… jaise naya sofa… maine apna bag ek taraf feka aur shoes pahankar hee sofe me kooda… phhir maine table me iphone dekha, jise dekhkar ek pal ko mujhe khayal aaya ki main wo iphone pel doon…. Khair maine apna wo plan drop kiya aur apne joote se ragad-ragad kar sofe ko saaf karne laga…. mera matlab joote ko saaf karne laga.
“kaisa hai tu aur kaha rahta hai aajkal…”apna hath towel se pochhate hue Varun ne puchha…
“Nehru chauk ke paas…”
“toh…kaise aana hua…”sofe me ek taraf baithkar Varun ne puchha
“tu jaisa soch raha hai, waisa nahi hai hai… main tujhse paise magne nahi aaya… balki dene aaya hoon”
“ye tune kiya… ye sofa tune ganda kiya abhi aur tu…tu shoes pahan kar sofe me baitha hai… neeche kar jaldi, warna Sonam dekhegi toh…”
“toh…”
“toh kuch nahi…”apna sar dabate hue usne kaha “tujhe samajhna itna mushqil kyun hai… tu us din toh aise gaya tha jaise kabhi laut kar nahi aayega aur phhir aaj aa gaya….”
“main toh ek khuli kitab ki tarah hoon dost, par mujhe sirf padho mat...mujhe samjho. Physics ke concept ki tarah… deeper you go, deeper I become… anyway”
“I hate physics…”
“kya fark padta hai… par dobara mat bolna ”
“thik hai… nahi bolunga… lekin tu jo sochkar yaha aaya hai, wo ab nahi ho sakta… tu chahe jitna bol le lekin mujhe maloom hai ki tu yaha rahne aaya hai… lekin bhai, I’m sorry… ab ye nahi ho sakta… tune mujhme ahsaan kiye the, maine tujhpe kiye… baat khatm aur jaldi se jaldi yaha se jaa… Sonam abhi bathroom me hai, maine use bataya hai ki mere office ka ek dost aaya hua hai….”
“tu aise kyun hadbada raha hai… ”
“aise kyun hadbada raha hoon…? meri Sonam se engagement ho chuki hai… kuch mahino baad shadi hone wali hai… hum dono sath rahte hai aur wo is duniya me sirf ek hee shaks se nafrat karti hai wo hai tu… kyunki us din tune raat me uske sath bahut galat kiya….”
“bahut galat kiya…? Aisa kya kiya tha maine…”dimag par jor dalkar maine socha…
((“tumhari himmat kaise hui…”tarrate hue Sonam mere paas aayi aur mujhe marne ke liye apna hath uthane hee wali thi ki maine uska hath pakda aur uthakar Varun ki taraf fek diya….
“ab ye mujhe chodna sikhayenge… Friendynamic ke law ne mere hath baandh rakhe hai warna main tujhe achchhe se batata ki meri himmat kaise hui… randi Sali… paise lekar lund choosne wali… tujhse toh main baad me niptunga.. tu rook do minute abhi”))
“Bad need to be punished by worse… i mean, I was just entertaining the god…yahi niyati hai, mere bhai”
“chhod usko.... waise tere peechhe bahut kand hua idhar… par teri shakl ko kya hua aur tera hath… bend kaise ho gaya”
“kya batau, ek din josh me itni jor se mutth mara ki hath hee bend ho gaya… waise tu kisi kand ki baat kar raha tha..”
“David ne police case kar diya tha, tere naam pe aur police mujhse puchh-tachh karne bhi aayi thi… mujhse unhone tere ghar ka address bhi manga tha…”
“phhir…”do cigarette muh me fasate hue maine puchha… jispar Varun naraz ho gaya...
"tujhe peena hai toh pee, main nahi piunga..."
"abey main khud ke liye hee do cigarette jala raha hoon... ek version 2.0 ke liye aur ek khud ke liye... right wali cigarette main piyunga aur left wali, 2.0... khair chhod tu, ye sab teri samajh me nahi aayega... ye sab psychological baate hai... tu aage bata, phhir kya hua..."
“phhir kya… phhir maine Sonam aur Nisha ke jariye kaise bhi karke David ko case wapas lene ke liye mana liya aur ek baat tere bhai ki shadi ho chuki hai aur wo dono 6 mahine pahle USA shift ho chuke hai… dono matlab ek tera bhai aur dusari…”
“Pandey ji ki laundiya, yani meri bhabhi… good aur mere mom-dad…”
“last month wo bhi gaye … pahle kuch problem tha builder ke license ka…”
“toh license mil gaya… wow… mera baap toh full rahis ho jayega phhir…. Sala , yadi mere paas itna paisa hota toh roj ladkiyo ko nanga karwake mutth marta…. Koyi aur khabar”
“tu pahle mujhe ek baat bata, wo tujhse itni nafrat kyun karte hai… aise-kaise koyi apne aaulad ko chhod sakta hai… tune aakhir kiya kya tha ghar me”
“kiya kya tha…? thik se toh yaad nahi… rook thodi der…”bolkar maine apne dimag me jor dala…
((“hi Arun… Esha aayi hai kya college”
“areyy hatt lawda…”
Abey… Ye toh main college pahuch gaya… 2.0 , thoda daba ke gadi aage le… ghar pahucha… haan, bas..bas… bas yahi rok… ye pahucha main family episode me...
“sun be, ab main chhota nahi raha jo jab jee aaye pelte rahoge… munda kharab hua na toh main maiyya chod dunga tum sabki…”))
“oh teri… ye sab hua tha… baap re”wapas present me aate hue maine khud se kaha..
“kya… hua tha..”
“kuch nahi… kuch khas nahi… tu suna… koyi aur khabar”
“Nisha ki shadi ho gayi… last week”
“kamal hai… River View Colony me toh koyi jashn hee nahi tha…”
“hota bhi toh tujhe kaise pata chalta, tu toh Nehru chauk ke paas rahta hai na…?”
“oh haan, sala abhi tak yahi address yaad hai…”
“reception do din ke baad ka hai… Nisha ne kaha tha ki yadi mera tujhse koyi contact ho toh main tujhe reception me aane ke liye invite kar du…”
“aur tune kar diya… bakchod. Abey, wo mere maze lene ki koshish kar rahi hai aur tu… zindagi bhar lanth hee rahega tu…”
“tu shayad thik se samjha nahi…. Main bhi tere maje hee le raha hoon… kitne paise chahiye tujhe…bol…. main dunga, lekin utni baar tujhe Sonam se sorry bolna padega”
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majedar update ...varun sonam ke saath rehta hai aur nisha ki shadi ho gayi ..
david ne police case kar diya tha ..
varun galat soch raha hai ki arman ko paise chahiye ..ab arman paise bahut kamata hai nh6 pe ..

aur maa baap to wakai bahut bekar hai jo dusre desh me chale gaye ..

 

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Update 99

“aur tune kar diya… bakchod. Abey, wo mere maze lene ki koshish kar rahi hai aur tu… zindagi bhar lanth hee rahega tu…”
“tu shayad thik se samjha nahi…. Main bhi tere maje hee le raha hoon… kitne paise chahiye tujhe…bol…. main dunga, lekin utni baar tujhe Sonam se sorry bolna padega”
Varun ki last line sunkar maine uski taraf dekha… matlab dekh toh pahle bhi raha tha par is baar thoda dum lagakar dekha, muskuraya aur khamosh hee raha… yaha aane se pahle toh maine socha tha ki purane yaar itne dino baad milenge toh sare gile-shikawe door ho jayenge… lekin shayad mere karam hee aise the jise bhulaya nahi ja sakta…
“ye toh mere hee maje lene lag gaya… main maje lene me aaunga toh phhir…. Anyway, chhote logo ke kya muh lagna….”
Isliye main sofe se utha aur bistar me pade apne bag ko uthakar wapas sofe me baitha…shoes pahankar
“maine pura hisab kiya hai tera…”apne bag se noto ki gaddi nikalkar Varun ke hath me dete hue kaha “1,46,000 ke around tune mujhpe ahsaan kiya tha… ye pure dedh laakh hai, aish kar…”
“dedh lakh, kama liya tune…itni jaldi, chori karne laga kya… waise bhi aajkal Nagpur me loot-maar jyada ho rahi hai, kuch din pahle ki baat hai kisi ne ambulance ko hee loot liya aur us ambulance me jo patient tha wo paise na hone ki vazah se hospital walo ne use admit hee nahi kiya aur wo mar gaya…. kahi wahi note toh nahi hai na ye… warna pakda jaunga… sach bata kaha se laya…”haste hue Varun ne puchha… lekin use zara bhi andaza nahi tha ki mazak-mazak me wo sach bol raha tha…. siway iske ki…ki wo note wo nahi the jo maine ambulance se paar kiya tha, ambulance wale sare rupaye toh main Daddu ko dekar aaya tha…
“tere baap se lekar aaya hoon ye paise… chup-chap le le…”
“dedh lakh… isme tune apne mobile ka bill joda kya, jo maine tujhe tere birthday pe gift diya tha… 30,000 ka tha… ab jab ahsaan chukka raha hai toh pure ahsaan chuka de… warna tujhpe bojh rahega…”
Maine apne bag me nazar dali… bag me ab sirf pachas hazar hee the…. Main kuch der tak apne bag me hee dekhta raha, jis par Varun ne taana marte hue kaha…
“kya hua engineer saab, bag khali ho gaya kya…. koyi nahi, Sonam ki taraf se ahsaan maan ke rakh le….”
“ye le, soot samet pachas diya… tu bhi kya yaad rakhega……..lawda..”
Pura bag khali karne ke baad main waha se jaane ke liye utha aur tabhi peechhe se tantanate hue Sonam aayi…
“Varun, ye yaha kya kar raha hai… is wahiyat insaan ko yaha se bahar karo, jaldi…isi waqt…”
“chup be… bhool gayi kya itni jaldi ”
“whattt…. You……… mean….”
“I mean…. I don’t care if you are my best friend’s slut or my best friend’s wife… I hate you and I’ll always do.”
“Arman , tu jaa yaha se aur aaj ke bad yaha mat aana…”kisi anhoni ki aashanka se Varun ne kaha
Main waha se jaane laga, lekin gate par pahuchkar mujhe kuch achchha nahi laga mera matlab kaha main aur kaha ye… main peechhe palta aur Varun se bola…
“Varun… main soch raha tha ki yadi us din maine Gaurav ko nahi mara hota toh wo teri behan ko aur tere khandan ki izzat ko aur kitna chodta… mujhe us din school me Gaurav ko nahi marna chahiye tha… wo teri behan ko itna chodta ki wo pregnant ho jati aur phhir tere lawde se latak kar jhool jati, galti actually Gaurav ki nahi thi… teri lund ki pyasi behan ki thi, jisne Gaurav ko seduce kiya hoga phhir uchak-uchak kar Gaurav se gand marwayi hogi… jaise ye Sonam marwati hai aur tera wo maha chutiya bhai, gandu jo college me ek ladki ke peechhe gand marwa ke suicide karne chala tha….sala chodu, mujhe use bhi marne dena chahiye tha… ab jab ahsaan chukane ki baat ho rahi hai toh yadi waqt mile toh iske baare me sochna… ya phhir meri bheekh samajh ke rakh lena… waise bhi meri bheekh pe hee jeeta tha tu… warna School me Reema ke honth chatna toh door tu uske jhat ka baal bhi nahi chat pata… achchha mara, lawda tumsabko ko us din… bahut udd rahe the betichod… baitha diya… hahaha… maza aa gaya behanchod… is Sonam ko toh choot pakad kar uthake feka tha… jhatahi , Sali, randi, chhinar, kutiya, bhosdiwali…nagdi kahi ki… mujhe milna mat tu kahi bahar, warna dayi chod dunga teri main… hattt madarchod, teri pure pariwar….”
“aaj toh main tujhe zinda nahi chhodunga…rook tu..”bagal me rakhi hockey stick uthakar meri taraf badhte hue Varun gusse se cheekha…
“na munna na… baap se panga nahi lete, peechhe chal…”bag se katta nikalkar maine kaha aur bina koyi deri kiye Varun ko pel diya… ek goli uske mathe me aur ek uske seene me….
Sonam ki toh gand fat gayi… wo jaha thi.. wahi khadi rahi… mera matlab koyi action nahi, koyi reaction nahi… yaha tak ki Varun bhi jaisa tha, waise hee tha… mere goli marne ke baad wo neeche gir raha tha… par ab wo beech hawa me atak gaya tha… uska khoon jo uske sharir se nikal kar neeche gir raha tha…wo bhi hawa me hee rooka hua tha… phhir maine khud ko dekha… main bhi un dono ki tarah atak kar raha gaya tha… bas meri aankh daye-baye ho rahi thi…..
Aur Phhir………..
“whattt…. What do You mean….ki main bhool gayi ?”
“I mean…. I don’t care if you are my best friend’s slut or my best friend’s wife… I hate you and I’ll always do.”
“Arman , tu jaa yaha se aur aaj ke bad yaha mat aana…”kisi anhoni ki aashanka se Varun ne kaha
Aur main waha se jaane laga, lekin gate par pahuchkar mujhe kuch achchha nahi laga. mera matlab kaha main aur kaha ye… kuch toh jawab dena banta tha isliye main peechhe palta aur aur mere peechhe palat-te hee Varun ne kaha…
“ab kya…”
“Sonam ki maa ka bhosda…. ”bolkar main hasa aur haste hue waha se bahar aaya….
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Ab mri life me na friend tha aur na hee friendynamic… ab Varun jis-se sabse jyada nafrat karta hai, wo main hoon… kuch din pahle tak yadi koyi ye bolta toh shayad hee is brahmand me kisi ko yakin hota lekin ab paasa palat chuka tha… bhavnaye palat chuki thi… dost, dushman ban chuke the aur dushman dost… kayi log ek hone ja rahe the toh kuch log alag ho chuke the… kitna sab kuch pichhale kuch mahino me change ho gaya tha aur kuch log kahte hai ki kuch hua hee nahi, meri story aage badhi hee nahi khair is dauran jo chiz nahi badli wo tha main aur physics ke laws… jaise F= ma or W=F.S etc.etc.
Itne dino me maine ek chiz jo sabse chhipa kar rakhi , yaha tak ki khud se bhi… wo ye ki us raat jab version 2 ne David ke sar me botal fodi thi, jiske baad mera aur sexy Nisha ka breakup hua tha… wo ladayi, wo kand, wo ghamasan mere aavesh me aane se ya phhir ek-do din pahle ka plan nahi tha…. abhi Nisha aur David ki reception party me aane ke baad jab maine apni ex-maal Nisha ko dekha toh mujhe khayal aaya ki… wo actually bahut pahle se hee planned tha, wo mera instant reaction nahi tha. aur iski vazah the do insaan aur do relations.
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Varun aur Sonam ka pyar maine bahut pahle hee mahsoos kar liya tha, mujhe ye ahsaas ho chala tha ki zaroor ye dono Shadi karenge… kyunki jis tarah main randiyo ko shakl se pahchan jata hoon usi tarah burchatto ko bhi pahchan jata hoon aur Varun…um-hmm… main jaanta tha ki ek na ek din, aaj nahi toh kal Varun mere paas aayega aur mujhse directly bolega ki wo Sonam ke sath rahna chahta hai jiska indirectly matlab ye hoga ki main apna saman baandh kar waha se nikal loon… ye hone hee wala tha… aaj nahi toh kal… aur jab ye hota toh meri bahut bezzati hoti… isliye wo log mujhe jaane ke liye kahe,us-se pahle hee maine waha se jaane ka nirnay le liya tha aur us raat wala kaand meri isi soch ka parinam tha. actually us raat main ek tarah se Varun aur Sonam ki zindagi sawar raha tha… unpar ahsaan kar raha tha… aur maine kiya bhi, par apne style se.

majedar update ..varun ko uske paise de diye aur jab usne mobile bill ki baat ki to byaj sahit 50 hajar de diye ..sonam ko gaali deke sahi kiya ..
aur ab nisha ki reception party me aa gaya ..
pehle laga sach me varun ko goli maar di par wo bas ek soch thi arman ki .

 

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Update 101

“…mam… oh.. hello… hi.... evening….good”apni plate wahi chair ke neeche khiska kar roomal se apna hath aur muh pochhte hue maine R.Rathi ka abhivadan kiya…
“Who the hell do you think you are? Tumne meri friend se kya kaha…”us ladki ko jise maine thodi der pahle jhada tha use saamne karke Rathi mam puchhi…
“ye itni khoobsurat ladki kaun hai, wow… hii…”uski taraf hath badhate hue maine kaha…
“say sorry to her… Arman”
“I’m so sorry, dear… please forgive me”
“okay…”us badsurat ladki ko dilasa dete hue VR boli aur use waha se wapas bhej di…
“aapko thoda ajeeb lagega par, yahi ladki thodi der pahle Nisha ke sath aayi thi… same Time, same dialogue ki tumne meri friend se kya kaha… bas story thodi different thi, usme ye Nisha ki family guest thi”
“tum kuch bhi bolte ho, itni jaldi itna jhooth laate kaha se ho ?”
“ aap chahti hai ki main iska jawab doon ?”
“no….actually, I like both you and your lies ”
“mera sar ghoom raha hai…”apne sar ke baal ko kheechte hue maine kaha “waise aap bhi yaha meri tarah langar me khane aayi ho ? ya sach me invitation mila hai…”
“tumhe kaisa lagta hai…”
“invite kiya hoga Desai ji ne…”
“tum bhi langar me nahi aaye ho, mujhe pata hai…”
“Nisha meri ex….exxxx….xxx…….. xx….x”
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“tumne meri friend se kya kaha…”
“chal ja na…”jisne bhi mujhe aawaz di thi use completely ignore markar maine kaha “sala, rasgulla bhi mix ho gaya….”
“TUMMM….. ek minute , main tumhe jaanti hoon…”
“mujhe kaun nahi jaanta…”khane ka nivala muh me dalkar maine uski taraf bina dekhe kaha…
“TUMMM… wohi ho, jo mujhse camp me mile the… kya name hai tumhara… mujhe yaad nahi aa raha… main tumhara name kaise bhool sakti hoon… oh god… Aman…. Nahi Armann… haan Armaan… tum Arman ho…”
“Angeliiiiii…lliiiiii….llliiiiii….llliiina…. Angelina…”apni plate satak se chair ke neeche rakhkar , roomal se apna hath-muh saaf karte hue main apni jagah se khada hua aur Angelina ko kheechkar gale se lagaya….
“tumhe main bata nahi sakta… ki itne salo baad tumhe dekhkar aaj kitna khush hua hoon main… matlab sare dukh-dard ek second me mit gaye… I love you….”
“what the….. leave me”
“le chaku mar, us baar ki tarah… wo nishan ab bhi hai….”Angelina ko kaskar pakadte hue maine kaha “wow, toh main khush bhi hota hoon… wakayi … khush hona kafi khushnuma hai… matlab main bina baat ke hee muskura raha hoon… pata nahi kyun, par mujhe thodi-thodi sharam bhi aa rahi hai…”
“Armaaaaan…”ghuma ke ek mukka mere pet me markar Angelina ne mujhe door kiya…
“abey teri… chal chhod”apna pet sahlate hue maine kaha aur jo ladki Angelina ke sath aayi thi jise maine thodi der pahle yani ki jise maine bahut der pahle jhada tha… use dekhkar maine uska shukriya ada karte hue kaha “kamal hai, itne chhote role me bhi tune kamal kar diya, tune toh mujhe Angelina se mila diya… love you too… chalo teeno chalkar kinare me sex karte hai… maza hee aa jayega aaj toh… tu, chhote role wali ladki… tu mera lund choosna aur Angelina, tujhe main chusunga…yaahhhhh… Angelina, I love you so much… jaldi se apni nude photo dikha… aaj toh maadharchod do-teen litre mutth marunga… sali, randi, chhinar, kutiya, bhosdiwali, teri dayi ka bur… mar ja lawdi… Sali sapne me dikhti hai…. gand me dum hai toh NH-6 me aa, gaand fad dalunga… teri sari doctori na tere gand me bhar dunga… bas tu aa ek baar, tere se bhi hisab chukana hai pichhali baar ka…. bahut role me thi.. ”
“lawda, ye kya tha be….. 2.0….? mujhe toh bina piye hee hangover ho gaya… mujhe aisa laga ki main Nisha ke wedding reception me hoon…? Par haqiqat me toh main is ghanghor ratri me apne flat ki chhat par khada Nisha ke ghar me hone wale jalse ko yahi se dekh raha hoon”
“delusions… ya phhir khuli aankh se sapna dekhna, wo bhi itni raat me chhat me khade hokar… jo bhi samajh me aaye samajh le… waise ek third option bhi hai… ”
“no….”
“yes..”
“no…”
“why….”
“because the universe is infinite…”
“ yes and there are infinite number of universes… ”
“toh…”
“toh ho sakta hai ki ye incident kisi aur universe me hue honge ya ho rahe honge… mera matlab ho sakta hai ki kisi ek me Angelina abtak tujhse mil bhi gayi hogi… aur usi ki yaad yaha achanak se tere dimag me transfer hui hogi…”
“kuch bhi..? hatt lawda… daru peene de, yaha ek zindagi toh jee nahi pa raha aur tu anginat zindagiyo ko jeene ki baat kar raha hai…”
Kayi saal pahle mujhe ek sapna aaya tha, jisme maine apne class ke ek launde ke marne ka sapna dekha tha aur phhir jab meri neend khuli toh wo sach me mar chuka tha… jise maine A DEAD DREAM(in 8th Semester….) nam diya tha. wo mera pahla aur aakhiri aisa sapna tha, jo aajtak sach hua tha… yani ki mere dimag me bahut pahle se hee thoda-thoda locha tha. apne dimag ke bare me main kabhi jyada nahi sochta aur khaskar ki tab, jab wo baat mere sapne ki ho ya phhir mere bhram ki… kyunki mujhe pata hai ki main inke baare me jitna sochunga utna jyada confuse hounga… aur ye samay confuse hone ka nahi hai. abhi kuch dino baad mujhe mere dimag ki sabse jyada zaroorat hai, jab main Daddu se deal karunga…. Waise main jyada toh nahi sochta par thoda-bahut toh soch hee leta hoon jiske according abhi jo kuch der pahle hua, wo sab ek incident ko lekar teen probable situations thi… jo mere sath hoti ya ho sakti thi, yadi main aaj raat Nisha ke wedding reception me jakar us chhote role wali ladki ko batti deta… waise ye bhi ho sakta hai ki aisa bilkul nahi hota aur meri kabhi us chhote role wali ladki se mulaqat hee nahi hoti, ye bhi ho sakta hai ki waha party me Nisha gusse se mera khoon kar deti… ya phhir main uska kar deta. Ya phhir ye ho bhi chuka hoga… kisi aur jagah me… kisi aur universe me(as per 2.0) aur jab hone-khone ki baat chal hee rahi hai toh hone ko toh ye bhi ho sakta tha ki ye reception party mere aur Nisha ki hoti aur waha David meri tarah alag baitha hota, ya phhir ye shadi mere aur Esha ki hoti aur Gautam chutiyo ki tarah us chhote role wali ladki se lad raha hota….
Kahne ka matlab ye hai ki ye antheen sambhavnaye… jo kisi na kisi duniya me hui hogi. Kahi main us waqt udas raha hounga toh kahi David toh kahi Gautam… kisi duniya me Esha mujhse waisi mohabbat karti hogi , jo main us-se is duniya me karta hoon… kahi Angelina ko maine dumb kiya hoga, jis tarah usne mujhe is duniya me kiya… kahi main superstar hounga toh kahi super chutiya, kahi main mar raha hounga toh kahi is waqt paida ho raha hounga… kisi duniya me stud , handsome hunk bhi ho sakta hoon toh kahi gay… gand-mara, hizda… kisi duniya me main Vandana Rathi ki le raha hounga toh kisi aur duniya me Vandana Rathi dildo lagakar meri le rahi hogi….. ye sab kahi na kahi ho raha hoga… (according to 2.0) par is duniya me main us party me gaya bhi nahi jaha se mere dimag me ye sab ghusna shuru hua… main toh ab bhi apne flat ki chhat me cigarette peete hue apne dilemma ko physics se relate karne ki bajay khulla mutth mar raha tha… mujhe koyi dar nahi tha ki koyi mujhe dekh lega ya phhir koyi meri is harqat par mera mazak udayega… mind ko relax karne ke liye maine mobile me full sound me bf chalu kiya aur Vandana Rathi ko apne aage doggy style me jhuka hua assume karke shuru ho gaya… aur jald hee Vandana Rathi ke garden ko apne shwet boondo se pavitra kar diya…
“Sali, Shag Man se panga leti hai… 2.0, ek aur baar ho jaye kya…”
“hat be Mutth-Manav…”

nice update ..padhkar maja aa gaya ..sab sapna dekh raha tha arman ,,pehle nisha phir rathi mam aur last me angelina sab aakar us ladki ko daantne ki wajah puchh rahe the ..

 

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Update 106

Ajmeri bai ka kotha do manzila tha aur jise Daddu ne mere sath Ajmeri bai ke kothe me bheja tha wo bina kuch bole, bina kisi se kuch puchhe… kothe me dhada-dhad andar ghusta gaya aur uske peechhe-peechhe main bhi… mera pant itna tana hua tha ki wo jab bhi peechhe palat kar mujhe dekhta uski nazar mere pant par apne-aap chali jati, jis-se mujhe yani Shri Arman ko awkward feel ho raha tha… kyunki ek toh wo launda tha upar se anjaan aur jab ek anjaan ladka… dusare anjaan ladke ke lawde ko baar-baar dekhe toh kafi ajeeb feel hota hai… uski is harqat se mujhe uspar shaq bhi hua ki kahi ye Angel Priya toh nahi…. aur ant me uski in harqato se pareshan hokar maine apne dono hatho se apna lund Dhaka aur uske peechhe-peechhe andar ghusta chala gaya….
“Ajmeri bai ka kotha toh uski choot ki tarah kafi gahra hai, maine toh socha bhi nahi tha ki itna andar tak hoga… mere under me Ajmeri bai ka kotha hota toh ek porn site bana kar ghar baithe laakho kamata. in sari randiyo ki profile banata aur jaise imdb me actor/actress ki detail hoti hai, waisich inke bhi detail dalta… inke har porn video ke do review column hote jisme ek critics review hota aur dusara user review… aur phhir aakhiri me porn video se related jo dusare porn video hai unki link… IMDB me jaise actor/actress ki height wagerah rahti hai, waise main apni us site me inke choot aur gand ka size likhta ki kitne diameter ka gand hai aur choot ka circumference kitna hai vagerah-vagerah… bole toh full technical….”
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“yaha toh koyi nahi hai… ye room toh tere dimag ki tarah khali hai…”jab Daddu ka aadmi mujhe ek room me chhodkar waha se jane laga toh maine us-se kaha…
Jispar wo mujhe ghoorkar aise dekhne laga jaise main Ajmeri ko nahi balki uski behan ko chodne aaya hoon aur mujhe gusse se apni aankhe dikha-kar waha se chala gaya… maine andaza lagaya ki shayad Ajmeri thodi der me aayegi, isliye main room ke aur andar aaya aur bistar par baitha….
“kya bolta hai, 2.0… ho jaye..”
“nahi, energy bacha ke rakh…”
“arey bahut energy hai… bhool mat, we’re Shagmen”5 feet anuman lagakar main bistar se door gaya aur waha par ek imaginary line kheechi jise sirf main ya phhir mere jaisa NH-6 Conqueror hee dekh sakta tha…
Imaginary line kheechne ke baad main gate tak gaya aur gate ko chhookar full speed ke sath bistar ki taraf dauda aur jo imaginary line maine kheechi thi, waha se seedhe jump mara….
“yeeessss…..”bistar par land karne ke baad maine kaha… aur tabhi room ke andar halchal hui…
Waha room ke andar ek aur room tha ya phhir shayad bathroom tha… jo bhi ho, par jaise hee maine bistar par land kiya, room ke andar wala darwaja khula aur ek puri nangi ladki ne mujhe andar aane ka ishara kiya….
“ye Ajmeri hai….? nahi… ye toh Ajmeri nahi hai par jo bhi hai, maal hai… ab toh lund bhi khada ho gaya hai aur pura sharir ufaan maar raha hai… ab jo bhi mile… sab chalega… phhir chahe wo suske doodh wali princy hee kyun na ho…”
Main turant bistar se kooda aur us gate ki taraf badha, jaha se us nangi ladki ne mujhe ishara kiya tha. room ke andar wo jo room tha, wo bathroom nahi tha, balki kuch aur hee tha… maine jab waha pahuchkar us room ke andar apni nazar dali toh dekha ki ek bahut bada hall uske andar tha… waha char-paanch ladkiya thi, jinke sath na jaane kaun-kaun chudai macha rahe the… koyi sofe par toh, koyi table par… koyi deewar se satakar toh koyi zameen me letkar… sirf position aur pose ka fark tha, baki kaam waha chudai ka hee ho raha tha… us nangi ladki ne mujhe andar aane ke liye kaha. Par ab main hichkicha raha tha ki andar jaun ya na jaun… sala itne logo ke beech kaun choot marega… after all main ek Yugpurush hoon aur inhone mera video banakar leak kar diya toh ? na baba na… aise ashleel kaam main nahi karunga.
“andar aao…”gate par khadi ladki ne ek aur baar mujhe kaha aur phhir palatkar waha se jaane lagi… maine uski hilti hui kamar dekhi aur sath me uska pichhwada bhi, jiske baad… maine khud se kaha ki, jo hoga dekha jayega, abhi filhal andar chalte hai.
Main us room ke andar ghusa aur us pond matka kar chalti hui ladki ke peechhe chalne laga, jab main room me aage badha toh dekha ki waha room ke andar ek kone me do-char ladkiyo ko nangi karke latkaya hua tha. unke hath upar chain se baandh diye gaye the aur muh par kala patta baandh diya gaya tha… jinhe waha mauzood kuch nange aadmi kabhi chod rahe the toh kabhi belt aur hunter se beech-beech me mar rahe the… un ladkiyo ko hunter se marte dekh mera bhi mann kiya ki main bhi un ladkiya ko maru… madarchod, itna jam se marunga ki ek hee war me chamdi ukhad dunga, in randiyo ki…. Sali rakhail… kutiya kahi ki. Inke gand me toh kohni tak pura hath dal dena chahiye. Tab inka randipan kam hoga. mujhe kamaan saaunp de toh inke choot me hath dalkar bachcha-dani fad dunga....
"WHAT THE FUCK... 3.0 ?"
"chup lawda... "
un ladkiyo me se kuch belt aur hunter ki maar se ro rahi thi toh kuch ise enjoy kar rahi thi par waha ek aisi bhi thi, jo behosh ho chuki thi…. ya phhir mar chuki thi ? mujhe confirm nahi pata… matlab uske muh se khoon aur laar ka mixture tapak raha tha aur wo saans bhi nahi rahi thi… yadi wo saans leti toh uska doodh zaroor koyi movement karta… par wo toh ekdum sithil the.
“abey, ye toh Madhulika hai…” jab main us behosh ho chuki ladki ke paas se guzra toh maine behosh ho chuki ya us mar chuki ladki ki pahchan Madhulika ke roop me ki…
“ise bhi maar dala kya Daddu ne ? hadd hai lawda… ye toh mere se bhi bada wala hai… jise mann me aata hai, use hee pel deta hai… kahi iske baap ne Daddu ko jo paise ke mamle me dhokha diya kahi uske karan toh ye sab nahi hua ? aur jab Madhulika ka ye haal hai toh phhir iske baap ko toh boti-boti karke Ganga-Jamuna ke nale me fekwa diya hoga Daddu ne… betichod, mere saamne uchak rahe the ye lawde… mar gaye na… mujhe bulana chahiye tha, mar-mar ke maa chod deta iski… choot-e-choot me belt markar choot fula deta is randi ka… Sali lund ki pujarin… mere samne badi-badi baat kar rahi thi ki… saheb, mere paas mat aaya karo, warna barbad ho jaoge…. Ab kya hua, gand fat gayi na.. randi, Sali… agle janam me phhir chodunga tujhe aur tere baap ko… aur teri maa ko aur teri beti ko bhi… hatt bitiyachod”
“bas kar be… concentrate on Ajmeri…”
Madhulika ko usi ke haal me chhodkar main aage badha aur thodi der aage badhne ke baad mujhe phhir se ek room dikhayi diya, jiske andar lejakar us nangi ladki ne mujhe chhoda aur waha se bahar chali gayi… mere us room me andar ghusne ke turant baad hee Ajmeri bathroom se bahar nikli… wo sar se lekar pair tak puri geeli thi, matlab naha kar nikli thi…
Ajmeri ne mujhe dekha aur maine Ajmeri ko… main use dekh kar muskuraya aur wo mujhe dekhkar muskurayi, par dil se nahi, matlab uski muskan me udasi mix thi. Ajmeri puri bheegi toh thi par sath hee usne green color ki saree bhi pahan rakhi thi… mujhe apne saamne dekh dahine hath se saree ko kholte hue mujhe apne paas aane ka ishara kiya….
Ajmeri ke kale ghane baal jo uske doodh tak lambe the, wo is samay do part me divide the….ek left side aur dusara right side aur dono side ke beech me wo wala portion ekdum clear dikh raha tha jaha par aurate sindoor bharti hai… jise main aaj apne mutth se bharne wala tha. Ajmeri ke baal ka right side ekdum peechhe kaan ke uspar chipka hua tha par left side wala hissa ekdum aankh ke saamne lahlaha raha tha, shayad wo bheegne ke baad apne baal pochh rahi thi par tabhi maine entry le li… Ajmeri ke sar ke kuch baal blouse ke andar bhi the jise usne mere saamne blouse se nikala. Wo ab bhi apne dahine hath me saree ka pallu liye, apni gori chikni gol nabhi se mujhe attract kar rahi thi… lund toh mera full tanka hua tha aur main is samay bas chodna chahta tha… phhir chahe wo koyi bhi aurat kyun na ho…. mere pet me ab halka-halka dard bhi shuru ho gaya tha, jise maine ignore kiya…
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Jab main kuch der aur wahi khada raha toh Ajmeri ne apne dono hath sar ke peeche kiye aur mujhe apni clean armpit dikhane lagi…
“two… three… one… ”
"abey chutiye.. two.. three ... one nahi... three... two... one..."
"chup lawda..."
two.. three..one... Counting karke main Ajmeri ki taraf badha aur use jhatke se wahi peechhe deewar se sata kar uski gardan choomne laga... choomna kya, ye bolo chatne laga… Maine apne hath se uske pet ko masla aur apni ek ungali uski nabhi ke andar dalkar apni ungali andar-bahar karne laga…
“ye kya kar raha hai tu…”
“ye mat puuuch ki kya karrr raha hu, ye puch ki kya karunga… fad dalunga teri aaj…”ek hath se Ajmeri ka muh daba kar dusare hath ki ungaliyo ko uski nabhi me teji se ghusate hue maine kaha….
Shuru me toh Ajmeri kuch nahi boli, matlab jab maine uska muh band kiya toh usne koyi virodh nahi kiya, lekin thodi der baad wo mujhe peechhe dhakelne lagi… lekin maine uske pure sharir ko peechhe deewar me de mara aur upar se apni puri body se use jakad liya, jiske karan mujhe peechhe dhakelna toh door wo ab hil tak nahi pa rahi thi. is beech main uski nabhi me lagatar apni ungali andar-bahar kar raha tha aur main jaise-jaise ye karta Ajmeri bai ki chhat-patahat badhte hee jaa rahi thi…
Mujhe kafi der baad pata chala ki mere naakhun Ajmeri bai ke nabhi me chhubh rahe the aur teji ke sath andar bahar karne ke karan Ajmeri bai ki nabhi chhil chuki thi aur uske nabhi se halka-halka khoon bhi nikalne laga tha….
“I’m sorry…”Ajmeri ko chhod peechhe hat-te hue maine us-se ek pal kaha aur phhir dusare hee pal use ghaseet kar bistar par patak diya…

nice update ..to kya varun ko paise nahi diye aur sonam ko gaali .aur nisha ki shadi bhi nahi huyi kya ..
aur ye madhulika ko sachme latkake rakha hai daddu ne ya phir ye bhi veham hai arman ka ..

 

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Update 110

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

nice update ..supriya ki bhi insult kar di .par arman khud se kab baat karta hai pata hi nahi chalta ..
shayad sab arman ka dimag kar raha hai jisse usko ab esha bhi dikh gayi college me .

 

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Update 111

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

nice update ..par ye aag jalane ke liye palang ke pair hi kyu todta hai ..koi dusri cheej nahi mili ..

esha arun se aur arun nisha se nafrat karta hai arman ke dimag me ..

 

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Update 112

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

 

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Update 113

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

majedar update ...police walo ko choro ki basti dikhakar sahi kiya shayad gusse me policewale sabko ander kar de .
police ke saath kuch jyada hi bakbak kar raha hai arman ..
aur us police wale ko itni galiya di kahi usko attack na aa jaaye ..

 

[DARK WOLFKING]

Update 114

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

romanchak update ..par police ko kaise pata ki arman usi raste se bhag raha hai ..agar pakda gaya to samjho s.p ne jaise ki thi usse jyada dhulai hogi