Nice and superb update....Update 139
Ek grah tha jahan kabhi prakash tha, jeevan tha, sapne the. Ab bas ashesh bacha tha. Dharti jali hui, aakash soona, aur hawa mein sirf ek yaad samay ke paap ki. Wahi pe utara **Ujjwal**, god of light, jiska roop na andhkar mein chhup sakta tha, na jhooth mein lapeta ja sakta tha. Uski aatma mein satya tha, uske kadam mein aasha. Uska aana hi shuruat thi ek ant ki.
Lekin usse rokne aayi **Irshya**, ek jalta hua rog, ek chhipta hua zeher. Na uska roop tha, na seema. Har shabd mein jalan, har spandan mein ashaanti. Irshya paap nahi tha, wo har wo dard tha jo doosre ke sukh se paida hota hai. Uski aankhon mein kabhi ujjwal ki chhavi thi, lekin ab un aankhon mein sirf vinasht bhavna thi “Mujhe jo nahi mila, main kisi ko bhi nahi milne dungi.”
Irshya ne dharti ko jakkar liya. Ashesh mitti mein hara vish fail gaya. Uske haathon mein tha *Tama-Kaansh*, ek andhkaar ka astra jo roshni ko kha jaata tha. Usne pehla vaar kiya *Samaan-Vikranti*, ek aghor mantra jo har roshan cheez ko jhoothi pratibimb mein badal deta tha. Ujjwal ke saath chhedchaad shuru ho gayi. Uske chehre mein Irshya usi ka nakli roop ghusaane laga ek roop jo dikhata tha uski khudgarzi, uska ghamand, uski chhupi durbaltaayein.
Ujjwal ne aankhen band ki. Usne apne hriday se ek jwala uthai *Tej-Kiran*, ek shuddh prakash jo roop nahi, aatma tak pahuchta tha. Jaise hi wo kiran vistrit hui, Irshya ke dhokhe jale. Grah par chhayi kali roshni chhilne lagi.
Irshya cheekhi “Tera prakash sab kuch kyon chhoo sakta hai? Mujhe kyon nahi mila tera samaan maan? Main bhi kabhi ujala thi... lekin tujhe sab mil gaya, aur mujhe sirf andhera.”
Prakash ka devta nahi hila. Usne Irshya ke aankhon mein dekha, aur us roshni mein Irshya ko uska purana roop dikha ek devi, ek chamak, ek aradhna, jo samay ke sath doosron se tulna karte karte apne astitva se gir gayi thi.
Irshya aur bhadki. Usne *Jalan-Dhavani* chhoda ek aisi dhwani jo roshni ke vibhaag ko todti thi. Pura grah kampne laga. Ujjwal ka roop chhota hone laga, uske aage andhera badhne laga.
Lekin Ujjwal ne apni asli shakti jagayi *Satyotkarsh*. Ek jwala jisme daya thi, bal tha, aur tyag tha. Usne apne haathon se *Prakash-Setu* banaya, jo nafrat ke saagar ko paar karta tha. Irshya ne us setu ko todne ki koshish ki, lekin wo setu jalan se nahi bana tha wo satya se bana tha.
Ujjwal ne Irshya ke kareeb jaakar us par *Vimukti-Tej* barsaya. Na talwar thi, na agni. Sirf ek roshni thi jo aatma ke andar tak jaati thi. Irshya cheekhi, lekin nafrat nahi, dard se. Us roshni mein usne apna asli roop dekha ek tapasvini devi jo galat disha mein chali gayi thi.
Lekin usne haar nahi maani. Usne antim vaar kiya *Aatma-Bhranti*, jisme usne khud ko Ujjwal mein badal diya. Har disha mein do prakash roop ladh rahe the ek sachcha, ek jhootha. Grah ka aabhaas hi tootta. Surya chhil gaya, aakash fut gaya. Lekin Ujjwal ne aankhon mein aansoon ke saath ek mantra kaha “Jhooth kabhi sach ko chhoo nahi sakta, chahe wo uska saaya kyun na ban jaaye.”
Aur phir, ek antim tej *Swa-Roopaagni*. Ujjwal ne apna prakash is kadar failaya ki poora grah ek aag ban gaya. Us mein sirf sach zinda raha. Irshya jali, aur jali dard ke saath, yaadon ke saath, chah ke saath. Uska roop chhil gaya, aur ant mein sirf ek raakh bachi.
Irshya ke marte hi ujjwal ne aage badhkar grah ko check kiya jisse use ye pata chal gaya ki shaitan pahle hi apne yoina ke aur agarasar ho chuka hai jo jaanne ke baad woh turant apne sathiyon ke pass nikal pada isbaat ki suchna dene
Toh wahi dusri taraf Shunya-Grah. Ek mrityu se bhara hua grah jahan koi gati nahi thi, koi awaaz nahi thi. Bas viran dhool, sookhe pahad aur ek thehraav jaise samay khud ruk gaya ho. Yahi tha Sloth ka rajya. Aalas ka devta. Uski saans bhi dheemi thi, lekin uski taqat... aalas mein chhupi sabse khatarnak maut thi.
Wahi aaya **Mrityu-Dev**, the God of Death. Kaala chola, aankhon mein andhkaar ka saagar, haathon mein *Antya-Kal*, ek khaali darpan jisme jeevan dikhai deta aur phir mitt jaata.
Uski aagman se grah mein ek lehar chali, lekin Sloth ne hilne ki bhi takleef nahi ki.
Sloth zameen par phela tha, jaise koi sadiyon se so raha ho. Uski aankhon mein sukoon nahi, thakaan thi. Bina ladai ke haar jaane ka comfort. Har saans mein chhupa tha ek mantra "Kya fayda?"
"Uth," Mrityu-Dev ki aawaaz pathar bhi chhaani deti, "Tere jeevit hone ka waqt khatam ho gaya."
Sloth ne muskurate hue aankh kholi. "Ladkar kya milega? Main to rukne ka devta hoon. Tu rok nahi sakta, kyunki main gati ke virodh mein hoon."
Mrityu-Dev aage badha. Har kadam se mitti udi, grah ka bhav badalne laga. Lekin Sloth ne apni shakti jagayi *Thaharav-Kshetra*. Ek gola, ek kshetra jisme sab kuch dheema ho jata hai. Hawayein, soch, har ek cell.
Mrityu-Dev ke kadam bhari hone lage. Har soch, har nischay, jaise kachhue ki raftaar le chuki ho. Uska darpan bhi dhundhla gaya.
Sloth ne haath uthaya ek simple haath jisme kuch na tha, lekin usme *Tyag ki Maya* thi. Ek shakti jo jeevan ka rasta rokti thi. Usne kaha, "Aaj tu bhi thak jaayega, Mrityu. Maut bhi kabhi rukti hai."
Lekin Mrityu sirf ruka nahi, usne aankhen bandh ki. Uske andar ka *Kaal* jaag gaya. Har maut ka yaad jang ka, rog ka, dukh ka, tyag ka. Usne woh sab apne andar jagaya.
“Main rukta nahi. Main samapt karta hoon.”
Usne apna darpan uthaya *Antya-Kal*. Ab woh sirf shabd nahi, ek ghoomti maaya ban gaya. Jahan woh dekhta, jeevan apne antim mod par pahuchta.
Sloth ne *Shithilta-Vaayu* ka prahar kiya ek saans jisme gati mukt ho jaati hai. Mrityu ke aas-paas sab kuch ruk gaya. Ghadiyan, dhadkanein, shadow tak.
Par Mrityu ne us rog ko apna banaya. Usne apne andar ushi vaayu ko kheech liya. Maut mein sukoon mila Sloth ko galatfehmi thi. Mrityu mein shakti thi tyag se bhi aage.
Ek ghoomta hua chakra bana Mrityu ke haath mein *Moksha-Chakra*. Usne us chakra ko zameen mein ghuma diya. Dharti phat gayi. Sloth ke neeche se zameen doobne lagi.
“Tu rog nahi, symptoms hai. Aalas ka antim ilaaj main hoon.”
Sloth ab uth chuka tha. Uska shav roop ab sakriya tha. Aankhon mein andhkaar ka dard. Usne antim vaar kiya *Vimukti-Pash*. Ek loop jahan koi kuch nahi karta, bas rota hai aur rukta hai.
Mrityu ne us pash ko todo diya. Usne darpan Sloth ke saamne laaya. Usme Sloth ne apna antim roop dekha ek khaali, vikal, vyarth devta. Aur us roop ko dekhte hi Sloth ka roop jhurna laga. Jaise dhool ka putla hawa mein bikhar raha ho.
Aakhri shabd Sloth ke, “Mujhe sona tha…”
Mrityu ne jawab diya, “Aur main tere sapno ka antim mod hoon.”
Sloth vilin ho gaya. Grah ka thehraav tod gaya. Mrityu ne kadam modha, aur ant ki taraf badh gaya aur jab woh aage badhkar grah ki jaanch karne wala tha ki tabhi waha god of love aa gaya jisne use sabse pahle apne jit khush khabar di aur saath me hi shaitaan ke aage nikal jane ke baare me bhi bataya jiske baad woh dono turant apne sathiyon ke madad karne ke liye nikal pade
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Update 140
Ek sunsaan, murda planet par jahan na hawa chalti thi, na roshni bachi thi do shaktiyaan takraayi. Ek bhookh se phula hua paapi dev, doosra ek shaant aur sadhak devta.
**Gluttony** aaya jaise koi shraap. Ek vikaral titan jiska sharir hamesha badal raha tha, maans aur sone ki chaadar mein lapeta hua. Uske seene mein ek kala vortex tha ek aisi bhookh jo kabhi khatam nahi hoti thi. Har kadam par zameen sad jaati thi, peedhiyan chhil jaati thi, aur aasmaan laal sharab ki tarah tapakne lagta tha. Bhookh se pagal prani mitti se nikal aaye, uske peechhe bhag rahe the kuchh aur khaane ke liye. Gluttony garja:
**"Sab kuch nigal loonga!"**
Aur tab aaya **Kaelus** ek halki si saans ke jaise. Ek lambaa, shaant roop, safed chaadar mein lipta hua. Uske kadam zameen ko chhoote nahi the woh ghoomta tha jaise koi sapna. Jahan woh chala, vahaan sab kuchh shaant ho gaya. Sadi hui bhojan, sharab, bhatakti aatmaayein sabh kuchh dhool ban gaya. Ek shwet surya uske upar chamakne laga jalta nahi, lekin pavitra karta tha.
Gluttony haansa, uske daant ke beech se laal laar tapakti thi:
**"Tu mere bhoj mein bhookha aaya hai?"**
Kaelus chup raha. Uski aankhen band thi. Sir ke upar jo chakrakar mukut tha, woh ek baar ghooma aur samay ruk gaya.
Gluttony jhapaata uski chhe badi panje waqt aur space ko cheerne lage. Bhojan ka toofan aaya sharab acid ban gayi, rotiyon mein keede pad gaye.
**"Sab kuch nigal jaaunga!"**
Kaelus ne ek haath uthaya.
**Shaanti chh gayi.**
Sab kuch ruk gaya.
Bhookh ke roop mein aayi aandhi hawa mein ud gayi.
Jo atmaayein Gluttony ne nigli thi, woh chillane lagi unki cheekh bhookh nahi, satya thi. Kaelus ne unhe jagaya tha. Ek pal ke liye, unhone mehsoos kiya ki kya bhool hui. Gluttony unki cheekhon se kaapne laga.
Kaelus aage badha. Dheere, lekin nirnayak. Jahan kadam rakha, bhojan ki pahaadiyaan ret ban gayi. Zameen safed marble mein badli, jismein mandala aur sacred geometry bani thi.
Gluttony ne puri takat laga di. Usne pahaad ko toda, tarein nigli, aur aakash phaad diya.
**"TU MUJHE ROK NHI SAKTA! MAIN BHUKH HOON!"**
Kaelus ne aankhen kholi.
Do shant sitare chamke jismein jagat ka satya tha.
Aur Gluttony khud ko andhere mein paaya. Akela. Na bhojan, na laar, na awaaz. Sirf ek taraju uske samne tha jismein uski har paapi atma ka wajan tha.
Woh har bite mehsoos kar raha tha. Har cheekh. Har bhool.
Kaelus ne kadam badhaya haath mein danda, aankhon mein shaanti.
**"Discipline mana karna nahi hai... woh yaad dilana hai ki tu kya ban sakta tha."**
Gluttony ghutne par gir gaya. Uski bhookh usi ko nigalne lagi. Haath sona ban kar pigalne lage, sharir sad gaya. Feast palat gaya.
Kaelus ne haath uthaya ek shwet roshni uske haath se nikli aur Gluttony ke seene mein ghus gayi.
Na dhamaaka hua. Na cheekh.
Sirf ek shaanti.
Gluttony dhool mein badal gaya.
Aur Kaelus akela khada raha. Tarazu sahi tha. Bhoj samapt hua.
Sookha, mar chuka ek grah tha jiska har ang Greed ki bhookh ne chaat liya tha. Pahaad sona ban gaye the, nadiyaan heereon mein badal chuki thi, aur hawa mein bhi zahrili chamak thi. Yahaan tha woh **Greed**, chhe haathon wala sunehra rakshas, aankhon mein kabhi na bharti bhookh, gale mein laal ruby ka haar, har haath mein ek chheen li gayi vastu. Uska mukh ek muskaan nahi, ek bhayankar gufa thi, jo har vastu ko nigalne ko tayyar thi.
Aur waha utar aaya **Dharma**, safaid aur sone ke vastra mein, haathon mein ek *Tula* (scale) aur ek *Sankalp-Dand* (staff). Uski aankhon mein na gussa tha, na daya. Sirf santulan.
“Tu rukne aaya hai?” Greed ki hansi grah ke andar tak goonj gayi. “Main chahta hoon. Aur chahta hoon. Aur main sab le sakta hoon.”
Dharma ne tula uthai. Us par Greed ki aatma ka wazan rakha gaya aur turaant ek taraf jhuk gayi, tootne ke kareeb. “Tera bhaar asahya hai,” Dharma bola. “Aur main is vishv mein samanta wapas laane aaya hoon.”
Greed ne pehla vaar kiya *Akhand Bhookh*. Har vastu, har prana uski taraf kheenchne laga. Yeh sirf dhan ki lalach nahi thi, yeh aatma ki lalach thi. Sookhe ped, ret, purani yaadein sab Greed mein samaane lage.
Lekin Dharma ne apna dand zameen par maara. *Karma-Rekha* jali. Har vasna, har ichha ek chakravyuh mein bandh gayi. Tula ne dhadakna shuru kiya, har baar ek karm ka hisaab diya jaa raha tha. Grah ki dhadkan vapas aane lagi.
Greed ne aankhen phaad kar dekha. “Main is grah ka malik hoon!”
Dharma ne shant swar mein kaha, “Tu is grah ka chor hai.”
Greed ab aur bhi vikaari roop mein badalne laga. Uske haath bade hone lage. Har haath mein ab ek devta ki chhavi thi usne un devtaon se chura liya tha: ek ki buddhi, doosre ka shastra, teesre ka vak. Woh ab sab kuch chaahta tha sab kuch khud ke liye.
Usne *Vikriti-Maya* chhodi. Ek jaal jisme Dharma ki tula hilne lagi. Satya aur jhooth ki seema dhundhli hone lagi. Sab kuch Greed ke anukul ban raha tha. Hawayein bolne lagi, “Lelo. Rakho. Sab tumhara hai.”
Par Dharma ne aankhen band ki. Usne ek mantra ucharit kiya *Satya-Drishti*. Uske dand se ek roshni nikli, jisme har chhupi maya jal gayi. Tula ne vishesh roop liya ab usme sirf karm dikhai dene lage.
“Greed,” Dharma garja, “Tu badhta hai, lekin kabhi bharta nahi. Tu khaali hai, aur is khaali pan ka bhaar ab grah sambhal nahi sakta.”
Greed ne antim prahar kiya *Samudra-Spandan*. Usne samay, gyaan, prem, sab kuch churaane ki koshish ki. Yeh uska antim lobh tha anant banne ka lobh. Har roshni usmein ghusne lagi, sab kuch khaatam hone laga.
Lekin Dharma ne apna dand aakaash ki taraf uthaya. Ek *Nyay-Purush* ka roop bana anek yugon ki gyaan se bhara hua. Usne Tula se ek teer banaya *Nirnay-Baan*. Us baan mein har tyag, har satya, har antim gyaan tha jo vishv ne kabhi diya.
Baan chhoda gaya. Aur woh seedha Greed ke vakshasthal mein laga. Sunehra roop phat gaya. Heere-tamgein mitti ban gaye. Greed cheekha ek aisi cheekh jisme laalach ne haar maan li.
“Main... aur... chahta... tha…”
Dharma ne aankhen jhukaayi. “Isi ne tujhe shunya banaya.”
Greed vilin ho gaya. Grah ne saans li. Rait phir se zameen bani. Dhan, vasna, ichha sab apni maryada mein laut aaye. Dharma ne apni tula uthayi. Ab woh seedhi thi. Samta wapas aa chuki thi.
Jaha har taraf achhayi ki jit ho rahi thi toh wahi dusri taraf Rakh se bhare is shant grah par koi zindagi nahi thi. Sannata itna gehra ke saans bhi ghoonjti thi. Aur phir... **Lust** aayi. Uske kadam padte hi, zameen par gulab ugne lagelekin inmein khoon tha, sugandh mein zehar tha.
Hawa mein uski *saansein thi*, har ek ang chhalakta huasharir ek sapna, aankhon mein vish. Uski hansi mein andhera tha, aur har kadam ek nasha. **Lust ke shabdon mein jadoo tha.**
"Aayiye, God of love... dekhte hain tumhara pavitra prem kitna tikta hai mere vasna ke samundar mein."
**God of love** ne aankhen band ki, ek prarthana jaisi shanti uske charo taraf thi. **White crystalline wings** uske peechhe chamak rahi thi. Pyaar uske liye mohabbat tha, nafrat mein bhi samarpan. Uski roshni ne Lust ke gulabon ko sukhaya, uski aura ne mirage tod diye.
Lust ne pehla vaar kiya**pheromone mist** chhodi, jisme har yaad, har ichha ghul gayi. Mohabbat ki jhoothi tasveerein, sharir ki bhookh, unsaid desires.
God of love aage badhaek *shabd*, “**Satya**”, aur poora illusion chhink gaya. Lust cheekhi, lekin uski aawaz mein ab chhed-chhad nahi thi, *ghussa tha.*
“Tumne mere sapno ko todo!”
“Woh sapne the hi jhoothe,” God of love bola, **aankhen kholte hi**, Lust ne apna asli roop dekhaek gandi, kalpnik sharir, joh khud mein hi bhookhi thi.
Tab Lust phooti**tendrils nikle**, *heart-shaped whips* bane, har ek pyar ko vash mein karne ki koshish. Usne God of love par vaar kiya, *ek hazaar illusions*, *ek laakh vaasnaayein.*
Lekin God of love ne apne **light shield** faila diye. Har vaar, har touch, **burn** ho gaya.
**Roshni aur andhera takraaye.**
**White aur Scarlet collide hue.**
Rakh ke tufaan uthe, purane devtaon ki cheekh sunayi di, planet ki zameen crack ho gayi. **Lust ne ant mein apna “Desire Core” khola**ek beating, blood-soaked heart. “Isse chhoo lo... aur tum bhi mere ban jaoge.”
God of love ne haath badhaya. Phir... haath kheench liya.
“Prem mein samarpan hota hai... lekin vasna mein sirf khudgarzi.”
Ek **beam of pure devotion** uske seene se nikli. Woh beam seedha us heart se takraayi.
Explosion. Rakt ke phool ud gaye. **Planet ke gumbad pe white light chhaa gayi.**
Lust ne girte hue kaha
“Tum jeet gaye, lekin main har jagah hoon... har dil mein ek chhoti si jagah meri bhi hai…”
God of love ne aankhen band ki. “Ho sakta hai. Lekin main bhi har jagah hoon aur main kabhi jhukta nahi.”
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Ek sunsaan, murda planet par jahan na hawa chalti thi, na roshni bachi thi do shaktiyaan takraayi. Ek bhookh se phula hua paapi dev, doosra ek shaant aur sadhak devta.
**Gluttony** aaya jaise koi shraap. Ek vikaral titan jiska sharir hamesha badal raha tha, maans aur sone ki chaadar mein lapeta hua. Uske seene mein ek kala vortex tha ek aisi bhookh jo kabhi khatam nahi hoti thi. Har kadam par zameen sad jaati thi, peedhiyan chhil jaati thi, aur aasmaan laal sharab ki tarah tapakne lagta tha. Bhookh se pagal prani mitti se nikal aaye, uske peechhe bhag rahe the kuchh aur khaane ke liye. Gluttony garja:
**"Sab kuch nigal loonga!"**
Aur tab aaya **Kaelus** ek halki si saans ke jaise. Ek lambaa, shaant roop, safed chaadar mein lipta hua. Uske kadam zameen ko chhoote nahi the woh ghoomta tha jaise koi sapna. Jahan woh chala, vahaan sab kuchh shaant ho gaya. Sadi hui bhojan, sharab, bhatakti aatmaayein sabh kuchh dhool ban gaya. Ek shwet surya uske upar chamakne laga jalta nahi, lekin pavitra karta tha.
Gluttony haansa, uske daant ke beech se laal laar tapakti thi:
**"Tu mere bhoj mein bhookha aaya hai?"**
Kaelus chup raha. Uski aankhen band thi. Sir ke upar jo chakrakar mukut tha, woh ek baar ghooma aur samay ruk gaya.
Gluttony jhapaata uski chhe badi panje waqt aur space ko cheerne lage. Bhojan ka toofan aaya sharab acid ban gayi, rotiyon mein keede pad gaye.
**"Sab kuch nigal jaaunga!"**
Kaelus ne ek haath uthaya.
**Shaanti chh gayi.**
Sab kuch ruk gaya.
Bhookh ke roop mein aayi aandhi hawa mein ud gayi.
Jo atmaayein Gluttony ne nigli thi, woh chillane lagi unki cheekh bhookh nahi, satya thi. Kaelus ne unhe jagaya tha. Ek pal ke liye, unhone mehsoos kiya ki kya bhool hui. Gluttony unki cheekhon se kaapne laga.
Kaelus aage badha. Dheere, lekin nirnayak. Jahan kadam rakha, bhojan ki pahaadiyaan ret ban gayi. Zameen safed marble mein badli, jismein mandala aur sacred geometry bani thi.
Gluttony ne puri takat laga di. Usne pahaad ko toda, tarein nigli, aur aakash phaad diya.
**"TU MUJHE ROK NHI SAKTA! MAIN BHUKH HOON!"**
Kaelus ne aankhen kholi.
Do shant sitare chamke jismein jagat ka satya tha.
Aur Gluttony khud ko andhere mein paaya. Akela. Na bhojan, na laar, na awaaz. Sirf ek taraju uske samne tha jismein uski har paapi atma ka wajan tha.
Woh har bite mehsoos kar raha tha. Har cheekh. Har bhool.
Kaelus ne kadam badhaya haath mein danda, aankhon mein shaanti.
**"Discipline mana karna nahi hai... woh yaad dilana hai ki tu kya ban sakta tha."**
Gluttony ghutne par gir gaya. Uski bhookh usi ko nigalne lagi. Haath sona ban kar pigalne lage, sharir sad gaya. Feast palat gaya.
Kaelus ne haath uthaya ek shwet roshni uske haath se nikli aur Gluttony ke seene mein ghus gayi.
Na dhamaaka hua. Na cheekh.
Sirf ek shaanti.
Gluttony dhool mein badal gaya.
Aur Kaelus akela khada raha. Tarazu sahi tha. Bhoj samapt hua.
Sookha, mar chuka ek grah tha jiska har ang Greed ki bhookh ne chaat liya tha. Pahaad sona ban gaye the, nadiyaan heereon mein badal chuki thi, aur hawa mein bhi zahrili chamak thi. Yahaan tha woh **Greed**, chhe haathon wala sunehra rakshas, aankhon mein kabhi na bharti bhookh, gale mein laal ruby ka haar, har haath mein ek chheen li gayi vastu. Uska mukh ek muskaan nahi, ek bhayankar gufa thi, jo har vastu ko nigalne ko tayyar thi.
Aur waha utar aaya **Dharma**, safaid aur sone ke vastra mein, haathon mein ek *Tula* (scale) aur ek *Sankalp-Dand* (staff). Uski aankhon mein na gussa tha, na daya. Sirf santulan.
“Tu rukne aaya hai?” Greed ki hansi grah ke andar tak goonj gayi. “Main chahta hoon. Aur chahta hoon. Aur main sab le sakta hoon.”
Dharma ne tula uthai. Us par Greed ki aatma ka wazan rakha gaya aur turaant ek taraf jhuk gayi, tootne ke kareeb. “Tera bhaar asahya hai,” Dharma bola. “Aur main is vishv mein samanta wapas laane aaya hoon.”
Greed ne pehla vaar kiya *Akhand Bhookh*. Har vastu, har prana uski taraf kheenchne laga. Yeh sirf dhan ki lalach nahi thi, yeh aatma ki lalach thi. Sookhe ped, ret, purani yaadein sab Greed mein samaane lage.
Lekin Dharma ne apna dand zameen par maara. *Karma-Rekha* jali. Har vasna, har ichha ek chakravyuh mein bandh gayi. Tula ne dhadakna shuru kiya, har baar ek karm ka hisaab diya jaa raha tha. Grah ki dhadkan vapas aane lagi.
Greed ne aankhen phaad kar dekha. “Main is grah ka malik hoon!”
Dharma ne shant swar mein kaha, “Tu is grah ka chor hai.”
Greed ab aur bhi vikaari roop mein badalne laga. Uske haath bade hone lage. Har haath mein ab ek devta ki chhavi thi usne un devtaon se chura liya tha: ek ki buddhi, doosre ka shastra, teesre ka vak. Woh ab sab kuch chaahta tha sab kuch khud ke liye.
Usne *Vikriti-Maya* chhodi. Ek jaal jisme Dharma ki tula hilne lagi. Satya aur jhooth ki seema dhundhli hone lagi. Sab kuch Greed ke anukul ban raha tha. Hawayein bolne lagi, “Lelo. Rakho. Sab tumhara hai.”
Par Dharma ne aankhen band ki. Usne ek mantra ucharit kiya *Satya-Drishti*. Uske dand se ek roshni nikli, jisme har chhupi maya jal gayi. Tula ne vishesh roop liya ab usme sirf karm dikhai dene lage.
“Greed,” Dharma garja, “Tu badhta hai, lekin kabhi bharta nahi. Tu khaali hai, aur is khaali pan ka bhaar ab grah sambhal nahi sakta.”
Greed ne antim prahar kiya *Samudra-Spandan*. Usne samay, gyaan, prem, sab kuch churaane ki koshish ki. Yeh uska antim lobh tha anant banne ka lobh. Har roshni usmein ghusne lagi, sab kuch khaatam hone laga.
Lekin Dharma ne apna dand aakaash ki taraf uthaya. Ek *Nyay-Purush* ka roop bana anek yugon ki gyaan se bhara hua. Usne Tula se ek teer banaya *Nirnay-Baan*. Us baan mein har tyag, har satya, har antim gyaan tha jo vishv ne kabhi diya.
Baan chhoda gaya. Aur woh seedha Greed ke vakshasthal mein laga. Sunehra roop phat gaya. Heere-tamgein mitti ban gaye. Greed cheekha ek aisi cheekh jisme laalach ne haar maan li.
“Main... aur... chahta... tha…”
Dharma ne aankhen jhukaayi. “Isi ne tujhe shunya banaya.”
Greed vilin ho gaya. Grah ne saans li. Rait phir se zameen bani. Dhan, vasna, ichha sab apni maryada mein laut aaye. Dharma ne apni tula uthayi. Ab woh seedhi thi. Samta wapas aa chuki thi.
Jaha har taraf achhayi ki jit ho rahi thi toh wahi dusri taraf Rakh se bhare is shant grah par koi zindagi nahi thi. Sannata itna gehra ke saans bhi ghoonjti thi. Aur phir... **Lust** aayi. Uske kadam padte hi, zameen par gulab ugne lagelekin inmein khoon tha, sugandh mein zehar tha.
Hawa mein uski *saansein thi*, har ek ang chhalakta huasharir ek sapna, aankhon mein vish. Uski hansi mein andhera tha, aur har kadam ek nasha. **Lust ke shabdon mein jadoo tha.**
"Aayiye, God of love... dekhte hain tumhara pavitra prem kitna tikta hai mere vasna ke samundar mein."
**God of love** ne aankhen band ki, ek prarthana jaisi shanti uske charo taraf thi. **White crystalline wings** uske peechhe chamak rahi thi. Pyaar uske liye mohabbat tha, nafrat mein bhi samarpan. Uski roshni ne Lust ke gulabon ko sukhaya, uski aura ne mirage tod diye.
Lust ne pehla vaar kiya**pheromone mist** chhodi, jisme har yaad, har ichha ghul gayi. Mohabbat ki jhoothi tasveerein, sharir ki bhookh, unsaid desires.
God of love aage badhaek *shabd*, “**Satya**”, aur poora illusion chhink gaya. Lust cheekhi, lekin uski aawaz mein ab chhed-chhad nahi thi, *ghussa tha.*
“Tumne mere sapno ko todo!”
“Woh sapne the hi jhoothe,” God of love bola, **aankhen kholte hi**, Lust ne apna asli roop dekhaek gandi, kalpnik sharir, joh khud mein hi bhookhi thi.
Tab Lust phooti**tendrils nikle**, *heart-shaped whips* bane, har ek pyar ko vash mein karne ki koshish. Usne God of love par vaar kiya, *ek hazaar illusions*, *ek laakh vaasnaayein.*
Lekin God of love ne apne **light shield** faila diye. Har vaar, har touch, **burn** ho gaya.
**Roshni aur andhera takraaye.**
**White aur Scarlet collide hue.**
Rakh ke tufaan uthe, purane devtaon ki cheekh sunayi di, planet ki zameen crack ho gayi. **Lust ne ant mein apna “Desire Core” khola**ek beating, blood-soaked heart. “Isse chhoo lo... aur tum bhi mere ban jaoge.”
God of love ne haath badhaya. Phir... haath kheench liya.
“Prem mein samarpan hota hai... lekin vasna mein sirf khudgarzi.”
Ek **beam of pure devotion** uske seene se nikli. Woh beam seedha us heart se takraayi.
Explosion. Rakt ke phool ud gaye. **Planet ke gumbad pe white light chhaa gayi.**
Lust ne girte hue kaha
“Tum jeet gaye, lekin main har jagah hoon... har dil mein ek chhoti si jagah meri bhi hai…”
God of love ne aankhen band ki. “Ho sakta hai. Lekin main bhi har jagah hoon aur main kabhi jhukta nahi.”
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