Saloni se baat karne ke baad main kitchen main kitchen mein pahuncha, ek cup chaai stove par rakhi aur Khan ko phone milaya.
Mera bukhar kal ke muqable mein kaafi kamtha par jism ab bhi dukh raha tha. Jaisa ke bukhar mein hota hai, mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise meri taango mein jaan hi na bachi ho.
"Haan Bhai, tabiat kaisi hai ab?"
"Kal se thoda behtar hai" Maine jawab diya.
"Gud. Meri maan toh Doctor ko dikha le"
"Nahi filhal toh i am feeling a lot better. Agar phir hua bukhar toh chala jaoonga Dr. ke paas. Ek baat bata. Vo Sunil Chauhan wale number ke call records dekhe kya?"
"Kal hi toh kaha tha tune. Waqt de thoda." Khan bola.
"Theek hai. Ek kaam kar ek number aur likh le. Iske call records bhi dekh zara"
"Tujhe kya lagta hai mera baap telecom minister hai? Abe aise hi nahi nikal sakta koicall records without legal reasons"
Main janta tha ke vo aise hi kahani ghadh raha hai.
"Chal na, ban mat. I know tere contacts hainaur tu ye kar sakta hai"
"Ek baat bata, tu kya apni jasoosi ki dukaan mere bharose chala raha hai?"
Vo sahi keh raha tha. Mere aadhe se zyada kaam usi ke bharose hote the aur agar vo na hota, toh meri investigation kahin zyada mushkil hua karti.
"Ab apne Bhai ke sahare agar apni dukaan chalane ki koshish kar raha hoon toh kya galat hai ismein?" Maine haste hue jawab diya.
"Haan saale. Maar le senti. Janta hai ke main kabhi mana kar nahi sakta tujhe. Number bol"
Maine Saanwli ka number use likhvaya. Line par ek pal ke liye Khamoshi chha gayi.
"Likh liya?"
Koi jawab nahi aaya.
"Abe likh liya?"
Phir koi jawab nahi aaya. 2 second baad Khan ki aawaz sunai di.
"Haan ab bol"
"Abhi bola toh tha maine" Maine chidte hue kaha.
"Arrey main vo ek pen paper utha raha tha. Phir se bol"
Maine number ek baar phir bola.
"Got it" Khan ne kaha "Kiska number hai?"
"Saanwli"
"Ok. Dekhta hoon main"
"Koshish kar agar June 29th ke baad ke call records mile toh. Outgoing and incoming" Maine kaha.
"Theek hai"
Khan ka phone rakhne ke baad main chaai ka cup lekar betha hi tha ke phone phir baja.Call ek unknown number se thi.
"Hello?" Maine phone uthaya.
"Joshi bol raha hoon" Doosri taraf se aawaz aayi.
Inspector Joshi? Mera dimag ne ghanti bajayi.
"Kaun Joshi?" Maine confirm karne ke liye puchha.
"Inspector Joshi" Aawaz aayi toh confirmation mil gayi.
"Haan Joshi Sahab, kahiye. Gareeb ko kaise yaad kiya?"
"Mil sakta hai?" Usne puchha.
"Kis silsile mein?"
"Baat karni hai kuchh"
Ise mere se kya baat karni hai? Aaj tak ham dono ne jab bhi baat ki vo gaali se shuru hokar gaali par hi khatam hui.
"Haan toh kariye. Main sun raha hoon" Maine kaha.
"Phone par nahi"
"Theek hai main aata hoon time nikalke police station" Maine na chahte hue bhi uskibaat maan li.
Uske phone rakhte hue maine fauran Khan ko phone milaya.
"Ab kaun mar gaya?" Khan ne phone uthate hi kaha.
"Joshi"
"Kya baat kar raha hi. Sach?" Khushi uski aawaz mein saaf jhalak rahi thi.
"Abe nahi. Phone aaya tha uska abhi mere paas" Maine bataya.
"Kyun? Use tujhse kya kaam pad gaya?"
"Kuchh bataya nahi. Keh raha tha ke milkar baat karte hain. Tujhe koi idea ke kis baare mein baat kar raha hai?"
"Na bhai. Aur meri maan toh na hi miliyo usse. Aur agar mile toh zara sambhalke baat karna" Khan ne salah di.
"Theek hai. Main isliye hi phone kar raha thake shayad tujhe kuchh pata ho ke vo kis baare mein baat kar raha hai"
"Nahi yaar. Mujhe koi idea nahi hai. Dekh le milke. Bata dena mujhe bhi ke kya keh raha tha"
"Theek hai. Chal rakhta hoon"
Mere aaj ke agenda mein do kaam the. Ek toh Sharafat ke angrezi style bar mein jakarus ladki ke baare mein pata karna jo Chipku ke hisaab se vahan kaam karti thi aur Saanwli jaise dikhti thi. Doosra Saanwli ki room-mate Maya.
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Lo kallo baat ab Joshi se milne jaana hai, zaroor sab gadbad hoga ab