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“ Manu??!!” darwaaze par do baar dastak huyi aur fir mummi ki aawaz sunayi di .. aankhen band karte huye bistar se uth gaya ..
“haan mummy..aataa hun das minute me” Manu ne kaha. Saai raat aankho me beeti thi ! kitna mushkil hota hai ye dikhana ki aap thik hain !
“beta, sab thik hai na??” Mummi ki aawaz me fikr thi..
“haan mamma..aap chalo mai aaya..” Maine kaha!
Mummy kuchh der khadi rahi fir wapas chal di. Manu, usaki mummy aur dadi..bas teen lag rahte the is 4 kamre ke ghar me. Rajsthan ke Jaipur city se koi 25 kilomtre paschim me tha unka gaaon..ab to gaon nahi town-area ho gaya tha. Kuchh din tak pahale is ghar me ek chautha sadasy bhi tha..poonam ! Manu ki badi bahan, lekin 3 mahine pahale hi usaki shadi ho gayi thi aur wo apne pati ke saath banglore chali gayi thi !
Mummy aakar daadi ke paas baith gayi jo ek thaali me matar chheel rahi thi !
“kuchh batata bhi nahi , kaisa bujhaa bujhaa sa rahane laga hai…kya karun mai is ladake ka..” Mummy dadi ke paas khaat pe baithate huye boli !
“shaadi kar de isaki..kab se to kah rahi hun..”daadi ke paas har problem ka readymade solution hota tha. Jab se poonam gayi hai tabase hi udaas rah rahaa hai na..biwi aa jayegi to bas dekhna fir” daadi ne bade chaav se muskuraate huye kaha ! lekin mummy ke chehare pe abhi bhi paresaan jhalak rahi thi !
“ poonam ke jaane ka asar to us pe pada hi hai, dono me jaan basati thi ek dusare ki ..ab shadi bhi kaise kar dun..ek baar bhi haan nahi kahata..”Mummy ne kaha !
“are thode na wo kahega meri shaadi kar do ….ladake to kahte hi hain nahi karana..” daadi ko na samjhana aasana tha na harana.
Mummy chup ho gayi aur matar chheelane lagi !
15 min beete honge aur Manu aakar unake paas baith gaya..wo poora taiyar hokar aaya tha ..office jaane ke liye.
“kaha jaa raha hai..” Daadi ne ghurate huye kaha !
“office daadi..”Manu ne kaha !
“hainnnnnn? Aaj itwaar hai ..” daadi ne aankh tedh karte huye kaha
“Manu ! beta baith ..naashta to kar le..”
“haan maa, le aao” manu paas chair pe baith gaya ! Mummy ne pyar se apne bête ko dekha aur andar chali gayi !
“oye ladake.. ab bata..ye itwaar ko kabse aafis chalane laga..ab kya muye itwaar ko bhi chhutti nahi denge..”dadi ne puchha !
“haan dadi thoda kaam jyada hai..”
“ dusari naukari kar le fir..jisme 6 ghante kaam karan ho bas..ham ab teri shadi karane wale hain..” dadi ke nazar se to duniya me sabkuch kitna aasan tha !
“jee..jaldi hi chhod dunga ye naukri..”Manu kabhi bhi dadi se bahas nahi karta tha..aise me daadi ko Poona ki badi yaad aati thi, jo kabhi daadi ke saamne hathiyar nahi daalti thi jabtak daai kuchh khichkar usako maar na den !
Dadi chup ho gayi..ab to dadi ko bhi fikar hone lagi thi..unake hisab se jab koi insane unse itni aasani se haar maan le to jarur usaki tabiyat kuchh kharab hai !
Manu chupchaap nashta karane lagi Mummy use dekhati rahi ..
“jaane kya ho gaya hai mere bachchhe ko” Manu nashta karake jaa chukka tha aur mummy abhi bhi usi ke bare me soch rahi thi !
“manjari, kuch thik nahi hai yaar..aaj maa se baat ho rahi thi..Manu shayad un sab baton ko bhool nahi paa raha hai..” Poonam phone par apani best friend manjari se baat kar rahi thi !
“to tum kyu nahi baat karati Manu se..” manjari ne kaha !
“are mujhse bhi kaha baat karta hai wo..kabhi kuchh batata hi nahi..us bare me to baat hi nahi karata..” poonam bhi fikrmand thi !
“hmm..” manjari ne kaha
“sun ek help karegi meri..” poona ne kaha !
“kkyaa..”
“tu Manu se milegi..usake saath thoda time spend karegi kya ?? ..shayad use ek dost ki jarurat hai..” poonam ne kaha !
“kya kah rahi hai tu..” Manjari ne chaunkate huye kaha !
“ek din mil le us se..fir jaisa sahi lage karana..please..” poonam ne kaha !
“sorry yaar..mujhse ye sab nahi hoga..tu bhi samjah rahi hai tu kya bol rahi hai..” Manjari ne kaha !
“hmm..sorry..chal thik h ..baad me baat karate hain..”
Poonam apne bhai ke liye bahut paresan ho rahi thi ! aur idhar Manjari soch me pad gayi thi !
Maanas urf Manu ! usaka pahala pyaar !
Manjari ke dimaag me saari purani baaten chalen lagi thi..apani sabse achhii dost ke chhote bhai se pyaar kar baithi thi lekin kabhi himmat nahi kar paayi kahane ki ! Maanas thaa to Poonam se chhota lekin jimmedari saari usane bade bhai ki tarah nibhayi thi ! 12th ke baad se hi Manas Job karane laga tha…correspondence se B.A aur fir M.B.A..aaj Maanas ek kaafi bade hotel me asst. manager tha..salary thik thaak thi aur Poonam ki shaadi ki saari jimmedari bhi Maanas ne hi poori ki thi ! Manjari aksar Poonam ke saath hi college se aati thi aur kayi baar wo dono hi Manas ki bike par aati thin , kitne khubsoorat hote the wo pal !
Maanas ki sanjidagi ki deewani thi Manjari..poonam school time se usaki dost thi , ghar ke saare haalat us se bata deti thi..ghar ki arthik pareshaniyan, Papa ke liye nafarat aur dadi ke taane….usake papa ne dusari shadi kit hi aur dadi ki nazar me usaki jimmedar bhi maa tha. Kuchh bhi achchha nahi tha unaki ife me, lekin Uska bhai kisi chattan ki tarah khada raha tha aur ghar ke inhi sab halt ne use waqt se pahale sanjeeda aur bada kar diya tha. Par Manjari ne kabhi bhi Maanas ke maathe par shikan nahi dekhi thi ! Use kitne hi ladake line maarte the..itni khubsoorat thi ki jis ladake ko bol de, koi naa nahi karata lekin Maanas ne kabhi bharpoor nazar se dekha bhi nahi tha use !
Poonam ki shadi tay hone ke baad se Manas udas rahene laga tha..Manjari ne socha tha Poonam ki shaadi ke baad wo Manas ko apne dil ki baat bata degi , aur fir jo bhi kismat ka faisla ho use manjoor hoga ! lekin in sabse pahale hi ek din poonam ne use bataya.
“Manju, Manu kisi ladaki ko bahut chahata tha, wo ladaki kaun thi usane mujhe kabhi nhi bataya…bas itna kaha ha ki ek din jarur milwaunga...kal maine dekha mera bhai apne room me sisak sisak kar ro rha tha..maine bahut puchha lekin usne kuchh bataya nahi….pta nahi kya hua hai yaar..” Manjari ko poonam ki baat yaad aa rahi thi..aur ye bhi ki us raat wo khud kitna royi thi..jise chaha tha use bina paaye hi khoti jaa rahi thi ! usake baad se manjari ne kabhi Manas ko hansate nahi dekha!
Pata nahi kyun Manjari ko aisa lgta tha ki Poonam ki shadi ke baad se Manas aur jyada udaas ho gyaa tha pahale wo itna udaas hota nahi tha .
Manjari ka dimaag kuchh aur kah raha tha ,dil kuchh aur isi uded bun ke saath wo Manu ke har chal di .
Poonam ki Mummy use dekhkar bahut khush huyi ,Poonam ke jaane ke baad se Manjari unake ghar aana lagbhag chhod chuk thi .
“Poonam ki shaadi ho gayi to tune bhi hame chhod diya..? “ Mummy ne doodh me coffee daalte huye kaha aur wahi pass me kitchen ke reck par baithi manjari Manu ki talaash me aankhe nacha rahi thi .
“kuchh bolegi bhi ab ?”
“are nahi Aunty..aapne bhi to mujhe bhula diya..kabhi phone bhi nahi kiya” Manjari ne bina soche samjhe jawab diya.
“tujase to baat karana hi bekar hai..chal aaja..coffee ban gayi..” Mummy ne kaha to wo haath me cookies ka dibaas uthate huye bahar aa gayi .
Manjari Manas ko dekhna chahat thi aur koi 1 ghante ke intjaar ke baad Manu ki bike aakar ruki, Manjari ke dil ki dhadkan badh gayi, jaise koi chor ho usake man me. Manu anadr aaya, mummy ke haath me bag diya uski or dekha aur haule se muskurate huye “Hi” bola..Manjari ne bhi Hi kaha aur Manu andar chala gaya. Manjari ko Poonam ki baaten yaad aa rahi thi sachmuch kuchh gahri baat the jisne Manu ko poora ka poora badal kar rakh diya. Manjari ne bhi shiddat wala ishq kiya tha, ek pal me un aankhon ke pichhe chhupe dard ki gahrayi samjh gayi. Uske man me ek dwand abhi bhi chal raha tha. Dimaag kahta tha ki jiske dil me kisi aur ki chahat basi hai usake saath muhabbat ki duniya basaane ke sapne dekhane ka kya fayada lekin dil kahta tha – kitna udas ho gaya hai uska Manu?” aur bas dil ke is ek sawaal par dimaag ki tamaam daleelen feeki pad jaa rahi thi .
Anuty wo mujhe computer pe kuchh kaam tha ,mera laptop kharab ho gaya hai to..” manjari ne dimag lagaya Manu se akele me milane ka.
“Manu ko bula deti hun laptop de dega apana” Mummy ne kaha..
“nahi nahi..mai abhi do minute me aati hun ,desktop pe hi kar lungi..” Manjari ne kaha aur bina jawab sune andar chali gayi..Poonam ke hone par wo kitni baar hi us purane desktop par usake saath filmen dekha karati thi .
Manjari desktop ke saamne baithi sakht bore ho rahi thi..Manu apen room me tha ,aur darwaza band lag rha tha..Manjari bhi aajkuchh sochkar hi aayi thi..wo uthi aur Manu ke room ke darwaze pe dastak diya..
“aa jao Manjri” Manu ne pahchan liya tha .
“aapko kaise pata ki mai hi hun..”
“kyuki mummy aur dadi aise knock nahi karti..”
Manjri to pahle se hi kayal thi usaki..wo bed par aundhe muh leta tha, manjari table par pair latkakar baith gayi..
“batao ,kuchh kaam tha kya..?
“hainnnnnn?..mai kya yaha bina kaam ke nahi aa sakti..?”
“mere room me pahale kab aayi hi bina kaam ke..” manu ne kaha.
“haan to..bahut si chijen pahali baar hoti hain..” manjari ko aur kuchh soojha nahi..sahi hi kaha tha usne.
Manu ne kuchh nahi kaha!
“kahi ghoomne chalen..” manjari jo aamtaur pe Manu se sirf hi hello hi karti thi aaj jabrdasti ulti pulti baaten kar rahi thi .
Manu ne use dekha.. “tabiyat thik hai na tumhari..? ”
“han ekdam..kyun tum bimar ho , ghumne nahi jaa sakte..??”
Manu fir kuchh nahi bola..
“kya hua hai tumhe…?” aakhri manjari ne hathiyaar daal diya.
“matlab ?”
“aise bujhe bujhe se kyun ho…”
“nahi to..” Manu ne pahali baar gahri nazar se dekha usaki or.
“Manu ji ! duniya me aisa koi nahi hota jise kabhi sahaare ki jarurat na pade..sab insaan hi hain..” Manjari ne is baar ek thahre huye lahje me kaha aur ektak manu ko dekhati rahi..Manu bhi usaki or dekhta raha aur fir nazren jhuka lya usane.
“ aur kuchh log aise bhi hote hain jinse hum sabkuchh bata sakte hain is vishwas ke saath ke agar aap galat bhi huye to bhi wo aap ke saath khade rahenge..” Manu ne kabhi nahi socha tha ki aisi chulbuli aur chanchal si dikhani wali manjari aisi gahri baaten bhi kar sakti hai ! wo abhi bbhi chup hi raha!
Manjari thodi der baithi rahi ki shaayd Manu kuchh bole aur fir usne ek pen liya aur ek paper pe apna mob number likhkar jis table par baithi thi uski daraz me daal diya..
“meri baat sahi lagi ho to..” usane kaha aur bhari kadamo se kamre se bahar nikal gayi !
Raat ke 1 baj gaye the ..Manjari apne mobile ke seene se chipkaye har beet’te pal ke saath thodi aur udas hoti jaa rahi thi..use achchhi achchhi aur meaningful baaten karani nahi aati..aise baaten jo kisi ke dil ko chhu sake, kisi ko tasalli dila sake, apnepan ka ahsaas dila sake..tmaam khyal usake man me aa rahe the.use yakeen ho chala tha ki ab Manu call nahi karega.. ummeed ka diya bujha rha tha..lekin..usake Mobile ki thathrahat ne jaise use nayi saanse de di..jhat se call receive ki usane…lekin kuchh boli nahi..
“hello…” thodi der baad Manu ki aawaz aayi..
“hmm..jiiiii..” usane sone ka natak kiya..
“so gayi thi tum..”
“haan to”
“phone to bada jaldi utha liya..”
Manjari chup rahi,apni bevkoofi pe use gussa aane laga..use bhi pta lag gaya ki mai wait kar rahi thi phone aane ka ..huhhh !
“ jaanti ho insaan sabse jyada akela kab ho jaata hai..?” thodi der baad Manu ne kaha
Manjari ne kuchh nahi kaha..usaki saanse bevajah hi tej chalen lagi thi..
“jab us se kuchh galti ho jaati hai ya fir kuchh aisa ho jaata hai jise samaj me galat samjha jata hai -kuchh aisa jise wo accept nahi kar pata- kyuki wo baat wo kisi ko kah nahi pata..darata hai log hasenge..kya sochenge uske bare me..etc etc…” Manu ne kaha !
“jo apne hote hain wo hmesa apne hote hain, jab aap galat ho tab bhi..” Manjari ne kaha .
“hmm, lekin hum log apno ko dard nahi dete ..”
“dard bant’na dard dena nahi hota” Manjari ne kaha aur dono chup ho gaye..
“Manu, tum mujhe kah sakte ho, is yakeen ke saath ki meri soch tumhare bare me kabhi nahi badlegi..itna to jaanti hun main tumhe..” Manjari use yakeen dila rahi thi !
“ Mai poetry likhta hun, likhta tha actually, bahut sari baaten hoti thi jo kisi se kah nahi pata tha kyuki ghar me pahale se hi bahut masale the..to apni dil ki baat kaagaz pe utaar deta tha.. kuch arse ke baad ek din aise hi man kiya to youtube pe upload kar diya ek kavita..aur dheere dheere meri aadat ban gayi..bahut se log judate gaye..log pasand karate the to aisa lgta tha is duniya me meri bhi koi value hai..virtual world me hi sahi. Aur fir ek din mujhe youtube pe ek msg aaya..ek ldaki ka…hum facebook pe jude..usne bataya ki use meri poetry bahut pasand hai..hum kaafi baaten karane lage..aur kuchh dino baad usne kaha ki use mujhse muhabbat hai..mujhe achchha nahi laga aisa nahi kahunga..lekin us din mai vastvikata ki duniya me laut aaya. Maine use bata diya ki virtual world me shayad mai use kuchh bahut badi hasti lgta hun lekin real me mai kuchh nahi hun..sabkuchh bata diya use..lekin usane kaha use sirf mujhase matlab hai ,meri haisiyat ,dharm, jaat se koi fark nahi padata..”
Manu bolta jaa raha tha aur usaki aawaz bheegati jaa rahi thi , Manjari usaki aawaz me dard mahsoos karake khud bhi ruaanasa ho gayi thi .
“ fir ?”
“ fir hum bahot baaten karane lage..phone pe..aur saath jeene marane ki kasamen.. dheere dheere kuchh dino baad wo mujhe avoid karane lagi aisa mujhe lgane laga….dhaai saal tak..” Manu ruk gaya..
“ mai 10-10 baar call karata lekin koi jawab nahi aataa..fir ek din achanak usaka message aaya ki wo hamesa ke liye India chhod ke jaa rahi hai..aur mai aage se kabhi use message aur call karane ki kosis na karun..” Manu ki aawaz bharra gayi !
Manjari ekdam shaant!!
“ mai samajh gaya tha ki meri poetry ka tilism khatm ho gaya tha..use mujhse kabhi muhabbat huyi hi nahi thi, muhabbat use meri kavitaon se thi..shaayad!!...lekin mai use sach me bahut chaahane laga tha..” Manu jaise ki soch me doob gaya tha, jaise kisi aur ko yakeen dilana chah raha tha !
“hmm..fir kabhi baat huyi ?” Manjari ko dukh ho raha tha!
“ nahi..us din ke baad usaka number band aane laga…maine bahut baar call kiya, lekin..kisi bhi tarah se koi contact nahi ho paya..”
“shayad usaki koi majboori rahi ho..?” Manjari ne kaha !
"hmm..jarur rahi hogi..lekin jaanti ho?”
“kyaa..?”
“ Poonam ki shaadi me aayi thi wo, baarat ke saath” bade haule se dhamaka kiya tha Manu ne.
“whaaatttttt….???? Fir ?? mili tumse..? pahchaana usane tumhe..?? kuchh baat ki tumne..??” Manjari ke man me laakhon sawal the..
“jaan kar anjaan ban gayi..hazaron message the mere paaas..dikhaye maine..kaise nahi pahchanati, lekin usane kya kaha janati ho ??---“aapko koi galatfahmi huyi hai..mai aapko nahi jaanti” Manu aise hansa jaise khud ka hi majak bana udaa raha ho !
“kya pata wo koi aur hi rahi ho..?” Manjari ne kaha , “tumne pata karane ki kosis nahi ki baad me ki wo ladaki kaun hai ?”
“pta kiya maine..pta chala dulhe ke kisi dost ki bahan hai..naam Shruti…mujhe usane Anjali bataya tha..” Manjari chup ho gayi .
“usane ek baar bhi meri taraf nahi dekha”
“ khud pe hansi aa rahi thi mujhe, shayad tumhe bhi aa rahi hogi…bina dekhe bina mile pyar kiya tha maine..majaak hai na” manu hans raha tha, khud ke dard pe shayad.
“wo ladaki koi aur bhi ho sakati hai na..aisa bhi to ho sakata hai..” Manjari ne kaha !
“tumhe kisi se muhabbat ho gayi agar kabhi na to dhadakn se pachan jaogi, shakl dekhane ki bhi jarurat nahi padegi..” Manu kisi aur hi duniya me tha aur manjari shabd viheen ho gayi !
“poonam se baat karake us ladaki ke bare me pta to lagaa sakte ho..?”
“ kis liye? Ab kis liye..? bas itni si baat ka dukh hai ki kaash wo kabhi milti hi nahi, ek bharam rah jata muhabbat ke hone ka..” Manu ne kaha !
Manjari usaki baat sunkar chup ho gayi thi, jo usake man me aa raha tha usame use aisi koi baat nahi lag rahi thi ki Manu itna dukhi ho , aajkal to shadi ke baad rishte nahi chalate ,real life me bhi aajkal hafte do hafte me lovers badal jaate hain , to aisi muhabbat ke toot jaane ka kaisa gham jo kabhi mili hi nahi . dusari taraf Manu bhi shayad samajh gaya tha ki Mnajri kya soch rahi hai .
“thanks, meri baat sun’ne ke liye..raat bahut ho gayi..so jaate hain..” Manu ne kaha
“hmm..” shayad Manjri ke muhabbat ka tilism bhi toot gaya tha..Manu use bahut mature, samajhdaar aur suljha hua lagta tha, lekin aaj jis tarah se usane us ladaki pe saara iljaam laga diya tha us se manjari kaafi soch me pad gayi thi !
“ Goodnight” Manu ne kaha
“agar kabhi wo ladaki mil jaaye fir se to..” Manjari ne puchha..
“to bas itna puchhunga, kabhi muhabbat huyi hai kya aapko ?”
Bada ajeeb sa jawab diya tha Manu ne…dono phone rakh chuke the..Manjari ki deewanagi jaati rahi, Manu to bada aam sa insaan nikalaa tha . Zindagi me aage badh jaane ka faislaa kar liya tha usane.
22 saal ho gaye the mujhe Manu se mile huye..aaj Poonam ke bêti ki shadi thi aur usane bahut jor diya tha ki mai aaun..flight ke teen ticket bhi bhej diye the..mere pati aur chhoti beti ke liye..jaisa ki aamtaur pe hota tha, mai akele hi jaa rahi thi. Poonam ab Delhi me hi rahati thi aur aaj shadi bhi whi ek hotel me ho rahi thi..airport pe gaadi lene aayi aur sham ke 4 baje mai poonam ke ghar ke liye rawana ho gayi…koi 45 minute ka safar tha aisa driver ne bataya.
Pichhle 20-22 saalon me Meri zindagi ki kahani kuchh jyada dilcasp nahi thi.. shadi meri zindagi ka sabse bura chapter tha, mere pati income tax officer the..office ke baad unaki saari dhauns mujhape nikalti thi..bachche bhi baap par hi gaye the..meri ahmiayt ghar ke kisi purane bartan ki tarah ho gayi thi..na mere rahane se kisi ko fark padana tha aur na hi naa rahne se..kahane ko Zindagi me sabkuchh mila tha , bas Muhabbat ke siwaay...Manu kabhi kabhi bahut yaad aate the lekin maine kabhi unake bare me jaan’ne ki kosis nahi ki. Aaj poonam se milane ki khushi tse jyada Manu ko dekhane ki chahat.
Poonam sachche purane dosto ki tarah mili thi..mujhe gale lagate lagate aankh bhar aayi usaki, mere andar shayad ye wale emotions bahut pahale hi dam tod chuke the..Poonam ki sirf ek beti thi ,khubsoorat jaheen, hansmukh .. usake pati bhi khushmizaj the….sab muhabbat se mile the mujhase…lekin mujhe ab tak wo nahi dikha tha jise dekhane ko dil taras raha tha !
Lagbhag 35-40 minute beet gaye to mane poonam se puchha.. “Manu nahi aaye hain kya…”
“ Aaya hai na..yahi honga kahi..wo dekh..udhar..” Poonam ne ek or ungali uthayi…
Maine us or dekha aur dekhati rahi..Manu kafi badal gaye the….maroon colour ka rajsthani kurta aur kaal pajama pahane , clean shave me wo pahal se bhi jyada smart lag rahe the..hotho pe halki si hansi aur aankho me duniya bhar ki sukoon, bagal me baithi aurat ki baat dhyan se sun rahe the.. mai pahchaan bhi na pati khud se dekhati to..shayad mai bhool gayi thi ki 22 saal bahut waqt hota hai..shayad isliye bhool gayi thi kyuki mera waqt thahar gaya tha, ek galat faisle ki vajah se.
“mai aati hun..” maine kaha aur us or badh gayi !
Kuchh door pe ruk gayi..Manu ne meri or dekha … “mai abhi aaya..excuse me please..” unhone kaha aur uth gaye.
“kaisi hain aap..”dono haath jodkar namaste karte huye kaha unhone..badi ajeeb si sharmindagi ho rahi thi mujhe..wo ek pal me pahchan gaye the mujhe.
“thik hun main aap kaise hain..” maine kaha
Wo mere family aur life ke bare me puchhane lage..aur mai kuchh chhupaati kuchh batati unake saath chalne lagi..hum saath chal rahe the aur walk karte karte hotel me bane fawware ke paas aa gaye jidhar kam log the..wahi fawware ke paas baith gaye..
“aap kuchh bataiye..kaisi chal rahi life..”
“bas dua hai aap logo ki, sab badhiya hai..” uanki aawaz me ek rawaani thi..aaj bhi , pahale se kahi jyada..
“kaha rahte hain aap..family kaha hai? ”
“Banglore me ek chhoti si software firm hai meri..wahi rahata hun..”
“bachche kitane hain..” maine puchha !
“ek beti hai..”
“aur madam kaha hain..aapki wife..” bada ajeeb laga tha ye puchhna..
Unhone ne dekha meri taraf….muskuraye aur fir use thare se andaz me bole.. “ek tarfaa muhabbat karane wale humsafar ki tamnna nahi karte”
“fir beti?”
“god liya hai maine.”
Mai unhe dekhati rahi..dekhati rahi..aur apani nazaro me girati rahi..22 saal pahale maine jis insaan ko judge kiya tha, jiska bharosa toda tha aaj wo mujhe khud se bahut unchaai pe nazar aa raha tha… “log kya sochenge mere bare me, hansenge,,is dar se kisi ko nahi batata” mujhe unaki us raat ki ye baat yaad aa rahi thi..22 saalo me ek bhi aisi raat nahi thi jab mujhe ye baat yaad na aayi ho..unhone mujhpae yakeen karake mujhe apana sach bataya tha , aur maine bhi wahi kiya..unpe hansi aur chali gayi-
“ek baat puchhun..?” maine kaha
“jee”
“kabhi mili fir wo ..”
“nahi”
“fir??”
“muhabbat to maine ki thi, ummeeden unse kyun..” wo muskurate huye bole !
“shikayat to hogi ?”
“thi, jab ye socha tha ki unhe bhi muhabbat hai..” Manu ne kaha
“ pata ha aapko, ek waqt ke baad ye dar jaata raha ki log kya sochenge, log hansenge..bas Muhabbat bachati hai..ummeed bhi nahi..sirf muhabbat..” Mujhe aaj fir Manu pagal lag rahe the
“itna aasan hai kya khud ko barbaad kar lena..?” mere muh se nikal gaya
“jee, bas muhabbat hona aasan nahi hota uske baad sabkuchh aasan hai..”
Wo muskura rahe the aur barso baad meri aankho me aansoo the..unhone jise chaha usake naam zindagi kar di aur maine jis se chaaha usake saath chaar kadam bhi nahi chal paayi...shayad isiliye mujhe muhabbat mili nahi ..mera dard pighal raha tha ….ek din main kisi ki muhabbat pe hansi thi, aur aaj meri muhabbat mujhpe hans rahi thi.
“haan mummy..aataa hun das minute me” Manu ne kaha. Saai raat aankho me beeti thi ! kitna mushkil hota hai ye dikhana ki aap thik hain !
“beta, sab thik hai na??” Mummi ki aawaz me fikr thi..
“haan mamma..aap chalo mai aaya..” Maine kaha!
Mummy kuchh der khadi rahi fir wapas chal di. Manu, usaki mummy aur dadi..bas teen lag rahte the is 4 kamre ke ghar me. Rajsthan ke Jaipur city se koi 25 kilomtre paschim me tha unka gaaon..ab to gaon nahi town-area ho gaya tha. Kuchh din tak pahale is ghar me ek chautha sadasy bhi tha..poonam ! Manu ki badi bahan, lekin 3 mahine pahale hi usaki shadi ho gayi thi aur wo apne pati ke saath banglore chali gayi thi !
Mummy aakar daadi ke paas baith gayi jo ek thaali me matar chheel rahi thi !
“kuchh batata bhi nahi , kaisa bujhaa bujhaa sa rahane laga hai…kya karun mai is ladake ka..” Mummy dadi ke paas khaat pe baithate huye boli !
“shaadi kar de isaki..kab se to kah rahi hun..”daadi ke paas har problem ka readymade solution hota tha. Jab se poonam gayi hai tabase hi udaas rah rahaa hai na..biwi aa jayegi to bas dekhna fir” daadi ne bade chaav se muskuraate huye kaha ! lekin mummy ke chehare pe abhi bhi paresaan jhalak rahi thi !
“ poonam ke jaane ka asar to us pe pada hi hai, dono me jaan basati thi ek dusare ki ..ab shadi bhi kaise kar dun..ek baar bhi haan nahi kahata..”Mummy ne kaha !
“are thode na wo kahega meri shaadi kar do ….ladake to kahte hi hain nahi karana..” daadi ko na samjhana aasana tha na harana.
Mummy chup ho gayi aur matar chheelane lagi !
15 min beete honge aur Manu aakar unake paas baith gaya..wo poora taiyar hokar aaya tha ..office jaane ke liye.
“kaha jaa raha hai..” Daadi ne ghurate huye kaha !
“office daadi..”Manu ne kaha !
“hainnnnnn? Aaj itwaar hai ..” daadi ne aankh tedh karte huye kaha
“Manu ! beta baith ..naashta to kar le..”
“haan maa, le aao” manu paas chair pe baith gaya ! Mummy ne pyar se apne bête ko dekha aur andar chali gayi !
“oye ladake.. ab bata..ye itwaar ko kabse aafis chalane laga..ab kya muye itwaar ko bhi chhutti nahi denge..”dadi ne puchha !
“haan dadi thoda kaam jyada hai..”
“ dusari naukari kar le fir..jisme 6 ghante kaam karan ho bas..ham ab teri shadi karane wale hain..” dadi ke nazar se to duniya me sabkuch kitna aasan tha !
“jee..jaldi hi chhod dunga ye naukri..”Manu kabhi bhi dadi se bahas nahi karta tha..aise me daadi ko Poona ki badi yaad aati thi, jo kabhi daadi ke saamne hathiyar nahi daalti thi jabtak daai kuchh khichkar usako maar na den !
Dadi chup ho gayi..ab to dadi ko bhi fikar hone lagi thi..unake hisab se jab koi insane unse itni aasani se haar maan le to jarur usaki tabiyat kuchh kharab hai !
Manu chupchaap nashta karane lagi Mummy use dekhati rahi ..
“jaane kya ho gaya hai mere bachchhe ko” Manu nashta karake jaa chukka tha aur mummy abhi bhi usi ke bare me soch rahi thi !
“manjari, kuch thik nahi hai yaar..aaj maa se baat ho rahi thi..Manu shayad un sab baton ko bhool nahi paa raha hai..” Poonam phone par apani best friend manjari se baat kar rahi thi !
“to tum kyu nahi baat karati Manu se..” manjari ne kaha !
“are mujhse bhi kaha baat karta hai wo..kabhi kuchh batata hi nahi..us bare me to baat hi nahi karata..” poonam bhi fikrmand thi !
“hmm..” manjari ne kaha
“sun ek help karegi meri..” poona ne kaha !
“kkyaa..”
“tu Manu se milegi..usake saath thoda time spend karegi kya ?? ..shayad use ek dost ki jarurat hai..” poonam ne kaha !
“kya kah rahi hai tu..” Manjari ne chaunkate huye kaha !
“ek din mil le us se..fir jaisa sahi lage karana..please..” poonam ne kaha !
“sorry yaar..mujhse ye sab nahi hoga..tu bhi samjah rahi hai tu kya bol rahi hai..” Manjari ne kaha !
“hmm..sorry..chal thik h ..baad me baat karate hain..”
Poonam apne bhai ke liye bahut paresan ho rahi thi ! aur idhar Manjari soch me pad gayi thi !
Maanas urf Manu ! usaka pahala pyaar !
Manjari ke dimaag me saari purani baaten chalen lagi thi..apani sabse achhii dost ke chhote bhai se pyaar kar baithi thi lekin kabhi himmat nahi kar paayi kahane ki ! Maanas thaa to Poonam se chhota lekin jimmedari saari usane bade bhai ki tarah nibhayi thi ! 12th ke baad se hi Manas Job karane laga tha…correspondence se B.A aur fir M.B.A..aaj Maanas ek kaafi bade hotel me asst. manager tha..salary thik thaak thi aur Poonam ki shaadi ki saari jimmedari bhi Maanas ne hi poori ki thi ! Manjari aksar Poonam ke saath hi college se aati thi aur kayi baar wo dono hi Manas ki bike par aati thin , kitne khubsoorat hote the wo pal !
Maanas ki sanjidagi ki deewani thi Manjari..poonam school time se usaki dost thi , ghar ke saare haalat us se bata deti thi..ghar ki arthik pareshaniyan, Papa ke liye nafarat aur dadi ke taane….usake papa ne dusari shadi kit hi aur dadi ki nazar me usaki jimmedar bhi maa tha. Kuchh bhi achchha nahi tha unaki ife me, lekin Uska bhai kisi chattan ki tarah khada raha tha aur ghar ke inhi sab halt ne use waqt se pahale sanjeeda aur bada kar diya tha. Par Manjari ne kabhi bhi Maanas ke maathe par shikan nahi dekhi thi ! Use kitne hi ladake line maarte the..itni khubsoorat thi ki jis ladake ko bol de, koi naa nahi karata lekin Maanas ne kabhi bharpoor nazar se dekha bhi nahi tha use !
Poonam ki shadi tay hone ke baad se Manas udas rahene laga tha..Manjari ne socha tha Poonam ki shaadi ke baad wo Manas ko apne dil ki baat bata degi , aur fir jo bhi kismat ka faisla ho use manjoor hoga ! lekin in sabse pahale hi ek din poonam ne use bataya.
“Manju, Manu kisi ladaki ko bahut chahata tha, wo ladaki kaun thi usane mujhe kabhi nhi bataya…bas itna kaha ha ki ek din jarur milwaunga...kal maine dekha mera bhai apne room me sisak sisak kar ro rha tha..maine bahut puchha lekin usne kuchh bataya nahi….pta nahi kya hua hai yaar..” Manjari ko poonam ki baat yaad aa rahi thi..aur ye bhi ki us raat wo khud kitna royi thi..jise chaha tha use bina paaye hi khoti jaa rahi thi ! usake baad se manjari ne kabhi Manas ko hansate nahi dekha!
Pata nahi kyun Manjari ko aisa lgta tha ki Poonam ki shadi ke baad se Manas aur jyada udaas ho gyaa tha pahale wo itna udaas hota nahi tha .
Manjari ka dimaag kuchh aur kah raha tha ,dil kuchh aur isi uded bun ke saath wo Manu ke har chal di .
Poonam ki Mummy use dekhkar bahut khush huyi ,Poonam ke jaane ke baad se Manjari unake ghar aana lagbhag chhod chuk thi .
“Poonam ki shaadi ho gayi to tune bhi hame chhod diya..? “ Mummy ne doodh me coffee daalte huye kaha aur wahi pass me kitchen ke reck par baithi manjari Manu ki talaash me aankhe nacha rahi thi .
“kuchh bolegi bhi ab ?”
“are nahi Aunty..aapne bhi to mujhe bhula diya..kabhi phone bhi nahi kiya” Manjari ne bina soche samjhe jawab diya.
“tujase to baat karana hi bekar hai..chal aaja..coffee ban gayi..” Mummy ne kaha to wo haath me cookies ka dibaas uthate huye bahar aa gayi .
Manjari Manas ko dekhna chahat thi aur koi 1 ghante ke intjaar ke baad Manu ki bike aakar ruki, Manjari ke dil ki dhadkan badh gayi, jaise koi chor ho usake man me. Manu anadr aaya, mummy ke haath me bag diya uski or dekha aur haule se muskurate huye “Hi” bola..Manjari ne bhi Hi kaha aur Manu andar chala gaya. Manjari ko Poonam ki baaten yaad aa rahi thi sachmuch kuchh gahri baat the jisne Manu ko poora ka poora badal kar rakh diya. Manjari ne bhi shiddat wala ishq kiya tha, ek pal me un aankhon ke pichhe chhupe dard ki gahrayi samjh gayi. Uske man me ek dwand abhi bhi chal raha tha. Dimaag kahta tha ki jiske dil me kisi aur ki chahat basi hai usake saath muhabbat ki duniya basaane ke sapne dekhane ka kya fayada lekin dil kahta tha – kitna udas ho gaya hai uska Manu?” aur bas dil ke is ek sawaal par dimaag ki tamaam daleelen feeki pad jaa rahi thi .
Anuty wo mujhe computer pe kuchh kaam tha ,mera laptop kharab ho gaya hai to..” manjari ne dimag lagaya Manu se akele me milane ka.
“Manu ko bula deti hun laptop de dega apana” Mummy ne kaha..
“nahi nahi..mai abhi do minute me aati hun ,desktop pe hi kar lungi..” Manjari ne kaha aur bina jawab sune andar chali gayi..Poonam ke hone par wo kitni baar hi us purane desktop par usake saath filmen dekha karati thi .
Manjari desktop ke saamne baithi sakht bore ho rahi thi..Manu apen room me tha ,aur darwaza band lag rha tha..Manjari bhi aajkuchh sochkar hi aayi thi..wo uthi aur Manu ke room ke darwaze pe dastak diya..
“aa jao Manjri” Manu ne pahchan liya tha .
“aapko kaise pata ki mai hi hun..”
“kyuki mummy aur dadi aise knock nahi karti..”
Manjri to pahle se hi kayal thi usaki..wo bed par aundhe muh leta tha, manjari table par pair latkakar baith gayi..
“batao ,kuchh kaam tha kya..?
“hainnnnnn?..mai kya yaha bina kaam ke nahi aa sakti..?”
“mere room me pahale kab aayi hi bina kaam ke..” manu ne kaha.
“haan to..bahut si chijen pahali baar hoti hain..” manjari ko aur kuchh soojha nahi..sahi hi kaha tha usne.
Manu ne kuchh nahi kaha!
“kahi ghoomne chalen..” manjari jo aamtaur pe Manu se sirf hi hello hi karti thi aaj jabrdasti ulti pulti baaten kar rahi thi .
Manu ne use dekha.. “tabiyat thik hai na tumhari..? ”
“han ekdam..kyun tum bimar ho , ghumne nahi jaa sakte..??”
Manu fir kuchh nahi bola..
“kya hua hai tumhe…?” aakhri manjari ne hathiyaar daal diya.
“matlab ?”
“aise bujhe bujhe se kyun ho…”
“nahi to..” Manu ne pahali baar gahri nazar se dekha usaki or.
“Manu ji ! duniya me aisa koi nahi hota jise kabhi sahaare ki jarurat na pade..sab insaan hi hain..” Manjari ne is baar ek thahre huye lahje me kaha aur ektak manu ko dekhati rahi..Manu bhi usaki or dekhta raha aur fir nazren jhuka lya usane.
“ aur kuchh log aise bhi hote hain jinse hum sabkuchh bata sakte hain is vishwas ke saath ke agar aap galat bhi huye to bhi wo aap ke saath khade rahenge..” Manu ne kabhi nahi socha tha ki aisi chulbuli aur chanchal si dikhani wali manjari aisi gahri baaten bhi kar sakti hai ! wo abhi bbhi chup hi raha!
Manjari thodi der baithi rahi ki shaayd Manu kuchh bole aur fir usne ek pen liya aur ek paper pe apna mob number likhkar jis table par baithi thi uski daraz me daal diya..
“meri baat sahi lagi ho to..” usane kaha aur bhari kadamo se kamre se bahar nikal gayi !
Raat ke 1 baj gaye the ..Manjari apne mobile ke seene se chipkaye har beet’te pal ke saath thodi aur udas hoti jaa rahi thi..use achchhi achchhi aur meaningful baaten karani nahi aati..aise baaten jo kisi ke dil ko chhu sake, kisi ko tasalli dila sake, apnepan ka ahsaas dila sake..tmaam khyal usake man me aa rahe the.use yakeen ho chala tha ki ab Manu call nahi karega.. ummeed ka diya bujha rha tha..lekin..usake Mobile ki thathrahat ne jaise use nayi saanse de di..jhat se call receive ki usane…lekin kuchh boli nahi..
“hello…” thodi der baad Manu ki aawaz aayi..
“hmm..jiiiii..” usane sone ka natak kiya..
“so gayi thi tum..”
“haan to”
“phone to bada jaldi utha liya..”
Manjari chup rahi,apni bevkoofi pe use gussa aane laga..use bhi pta lag gaya ki mai wait kar rahi thi phone aane ka ..huhhh !
“ jaanti ho insaan sabse jyada akela kab ho jaata hai..?” thodi der baad Manu ne kaha
Manjari ne kuchh nahi kaha..usaki saanse bevajah hi tej chalen lagi thi..
“jab us se kuchh galti ho jaati hai ya fir kuchh aisa ho jaata hai jise samaj me galat samjha jata hai -kuchh aisa jise wo accept nahi kar pata- kyuki wo baat wo kisi ko kah nahi pata..darata hai log hasenge..kya sochenge uske bare me..etc etc…” Manu ne kaha !
“jo apne hote hain wo hmesa apne hote hain, jab aap galat ho tab bhi..” Manjari ne kaha .
“hmm, lekin hum log apno ko dard nahi dete ..”
“dard bant’na dard dena nahi hota” Manjari ne kaha aur dono chup ho gaye..
“Manu, tum mujhe kah sakte ho, is yakeen ke saath ki meri soch tumhare bare me kabhi nahi badlegi..itna to jaanti hun main tumhe..” Manjari use yakeen dila rahi thi !
“ Mai poetry likhta hun, likhta tha actually, bahut sari baaten hoti thi jo kisi se kah nahi pata tha kyuki ghar me pahale se hi bahut masale the..to apni dil ki baat kaagaz pe utaar deta tha.. kuch arse ke baad ek din aise hi man kiya to youtube pe upload kar diya ek kavita..aur dheere dheere meri aadat ban gayi..bahut se log judate gaye..log pasand karate the to aisa lgta tha is duniya me meri bhi koi value hai..virtual world me hi sahi. Aur fir ek din mujhe youtube pe ek msg aaya..ek ldaki ka…hum facebook pe jude..usne bataya ki use meri poetry bahut pasand hai..hum kaafi baaten karane lage..aur kuchh dino baad usne kaha ki use mujhse muhabbat hai..mujhe achchha nahi laga aisa nahi kahunga..lekin us din mai vastvikata ki duniya me laut aaya. Maine use bata diya ki virtual world me shayad mai use kuchh bahut badi hasti lgta hun lekin real me mai kuchh nahi hun..sabkuchh bata diya use..lekin usane kaha use sirf mujhase matlab hai ,meri haisiyat ,dharm, jaat se koi fark nahi padata..”
Manu bolta jaa raha tha aur usaki aawaz bheegati jaa rahi thi , Manjari usaki aawaz me dard mahsoos karake khud bhi ruaanasa ho gayi thi .
“ fir ?”
“ fir hum bahot baaten karane lage..phone pe..aur saath jeene marane ki kasamen.. dheere dheere kuchh dino baad wo mujhe avoid karane lagi aisa mujhe lgane laga….dhaai saal tak..” Manu ruk gaya..
“ mai 10-10 baar call karata lekin koi jawab nahi aataa..fir ek din achanak usaka message aaya ki wo hamesa ke liye India chhod ke jaa rahi hai..aur mai aage se kabhi use message aur call karane ki kosis na karun..” Manu ki aawaz bharra gayi !
Manjari ekdam shaant!!
“ mai samajh gaya tha ki meri poetry ka tilism khatm ho gaya tha..use mujhse kabhi muhabbat huyi hi nahi thi, muhabbat use meri kavitaon se thi..shaayad!!...lekin mai use sach me bahut chaahane laga tha..” Manu jaise ki soch me doob gaya tha, jaise kisi aur ko yakeen dilana chah raha tha !
“hmm..fir kabhi baat huyi ?” Manjari ko dukh ho raha tha!
“ nahi..us din ke baad usaka number band aane laga…maine bahut baar call kiya, lekin..kisi bhi tarah se koi contact nahi ho paya..”
“shayad usaki koi majboori rahi ho..?” Manjari ne kaha !
"hmm..jarur rahi hogi..lekin jaanti ho?”
“kyaa..?”
“ Poonam ki shaadi me aayi thi wo, baarat ke saath” bade haule se dhamaka kiya tha Manu ne.
“whaaatttttt….???? Fir ?? mili tumse..? pahchaana usane tumhe..?? kuchh baat ki tumne..??” Manjari ke man me laakhon sawal the..
“jaan kar anjaan ban gayi..hazaron message the mere paaas..dikhaye maine..kaise nahi pahchanati, lekin usane kya kaha janati ho ??---“aapko koi galatfahmi huyi hai..mai aapko nahi jaanti” Manu aise hansa jaise khud ka hi majak bana udaa raha ho !
“kya pata wo koi aur hi rahi ho..?” Manjari ne kaha , “tumne pata karane ki kosis nahi ki baad me ki wo ladaki kaun hai ?”
“pta kiya maine..pta chala dulhe ke kisi dost ki bahan hai..naam Shruti…mujhe usane Anjali bataya tha..” Manjari chup ho gayi .
“usane ek baar bhi meri taraf nahi dekha”
“ khud pe hansi aa rahi thi mujhe, shayad tumhe bhi aa rahi hogi…bina dekhe bina mile pyar kiya tha maine..majaak hai na” manu hans raha tha, khud ke dard pe shayad.
“wo ladaki koi aur bhi ho sakati hai na..aisa bhi to ho sakata hai..” Manjari ne kaha !
“tumhe kisi se muhabbat ho gayi agar kabhi na to dhadakn se pachan jaogi, shakl dekhane ki bhi jarurat nahi padegi..” Manu kisi aur hi duniya me tha aur manjari shabd viheen ho gayi !
“poonam se baat karake us ladaki ke bare me pta to lagaa sakte ho..?”
“ kis liye? Ab kis liye..? bas itni si baat ka dukh hai ki kaash wo kabhi milti hi nahi, ek bharam rah jata muhabbat ke hone ka..” Manu ne kaha !
Manjari usaki baat sunkar chup ho gayi thi, jo usake man me aa raha tha usame use aisi koi baat nahi lag rahi thi ki Manu itna dukhi ho , aajkal to shadi ke baad rishte nahi chalate ,real life me bhi aajkal hafte do hafte me lovers badal jaate hain , to aisi muhabbat ke toot jaane ka kaisa gham jo kabhi mili hi nahi . dusari taraf Manu bhi shayad samajh gaya tha ki Mnajri kya soch rahi hai .
“thanks, meri baat sun’ne ke liye..raat bahut ho gayi..so jaate hain..” Manu ne kaha
“hmm..” shayad Manjri ke muhabbat ka tilism bhi toot gaya tha..Manu use bahut mature, samajhdaar aur suljha hua lagta tha, lekin aaj jis tarah se usane us ladaki pe saara iljaam laga diya tha us se manjari kaafi soch me pad gayi thi !
“ Goodnight” Manu ne kaha
“agar kabhi wo ladaki mil jaaye fir se to..” Manjari ne puchha..
“to bas itna puchhunga, kabhi muhabbat huyi hai kya aapko ?”
Bada ajeeb sa jawab diya tha Manu ne…dono phone rakh chuke the..Manjari ki deewanagi jaati rahi, Manu to bada aam sa insaan nikalaa tha . Zindagi me aage badh jaane ka faislaa kar liya tha usane.
22 saal ho gaye the mujhe Manu se mile huye..aaj Poonam ke bêti ki shadi thi aur usane bahut jor diya tha ki mai aaun..flight ke teen ticket bhi bhej diye the..mere pati aur chhoti beti ke liye..jaisa ki aamtaur pe hota tha, mai akele hi jaa rahi thi. Poonam ab Delhi me hi rahati thi aur aaj shadi bhi whi ek hotel me ho rahi thi..airport pe gaadi lene aayi aur sham ke 4 baje mai poonam ke ghar ke liye rawana ho gayi…koi 45 minute ka safar tha aisa driver ne bataya.
Pichhle 20-22 saalon me Meri zindagi ki kahani kuchh jyada dilcasp nahi thi.. shadi meri zindagi ka sabse bura chapter tha, mere pati income tax officer the..office ke baad unaki saari dhauns mujhape nikalti thi..bachche bhi baap par hi gaye the..meri ahmiayt ghar ke kisi purane bartan ki tarah ho gayi thi..na mere rahane se kisi ko fark padana tha aur na hi naa rahne se..kahane ko Zindagi me sabkuchh mila tha , bas Muhabbat ke siwaay...Manu kabhi kabhi bahut yaad aate the lekin maine kabhi unake bare me jaan’ne ki kosis nahi ki. Aaj poonam se milane ki khushi tse jyada Manu ko dekhane ki chahat.
Poonam sachche purane dosto ki tarah mili thi..mujhe gale lagate lagate aankh bhar aayi usaki, mere andar shayad ye wale emotions bahut pahale hi dam tod chuke the..Poonam ki sirf ek beti thi ,khubsoorat jaheen, hansmukh .. usake pati bhi khushmizaj the….sab muhabbat se mile the mujhase…lekin mujhe ab tak wo nahi dikha tha jise dekhane ko dil taras raha tha !
Lagbhag 35-40 minute beet gaye to mane poonam se puchha.. “Manu nahi aaye hain kya…”
“ Aaya hai na..yahi honga kahi..wo dekh..udhar..” Poonam ne ek or ungali uthayi…
Maine us or dekha aur dekhati rahi..Manu kafi badal gaye the….maroon colour ka rajsthani kurta aur kaal pajama pahane , clean shave me wo pahal se bhi jyada smart lag rahe the..hotho pe halki si hansi aur aankho me duniya bhar ki sukoon, bagal me baithi aurat ki baat dhyan se sun rahe the.. mai pahchaan bhi na pati khud se dekhati to..shayad mai bhool gayi thi ki 22 saal bahut waqt hota hai..shayad isliye bhool gayi thi kyuki mera waqt thahar gaya tha, ek galat faisle ki vajah se.
“mai aati hun..” maine kaha aur us or badh gayi !
Kuchh door pe ruk gayi..Manu ne meri or dekha … “mai abhi aaya..excuse me please..” unhone kaha aur uth gaye.
“kaisi hain aap..”dono haath jodkar namaste karte huye kaha unhone..badi ajeeb si sharmindagi ho rahi thi mujhe..wo ek pal me pahchan gaye the mujhe.
“thik hun main aap kaise hain..” maine kaha
Wo mere family aur life ke bare me puchhane lage..aur mai kuchh chhupaati kuchh batati unake saath chalne lagi..hum saath chal rahe the aur walk karte karte hotel me bane fawware ke paas aa gaye jidhar kam log the..wahi fawware ke paas baith gaye..
“aap kuchh bataiye..kaisi chal rahi life..”
“bas dua hai aap logo ki, sab badhiya hai..” uanki aawaz me ek rawaani thi..aaj bhi , pahale se kahi jyada..
“kaha rahte hain aap..family kaha hai? ”
“Banglore me ek chhoti si software firm hai meri..wahi rahata hun..”
“bachche kitane hain..” maine puchha !
“ek beti hai..”
“aur madam kaha hain..aapki wife..” bada ajeeb laga tha ye puchhna..
Unhone ne dekha meri taraf….muskuraye aur fir use thare se andaz me bole.. “ek tarfaa muhabbat karane wale humsafar ki tamnna nahi karte”
“fir beti?”
“god liya hai maine.”
Mai unhe dekhati rahi..dekhati rahi..aur apani nazaro me girati rahi..22 saal pahale maine jis insaan ko judge kiya tha, jiska bharosa toda tha aaj wo mujhe khud se bahut unchaai pe nazar aa raha tha… “log kya sochenge mere bare me, hansenge,,is dar se kisi ko nahi batata” mujhe unaki us raat ki ye baat yaad aa rahi thi..22 saalo me ek bhi aisi raat nahi thi jab mujhe ye baat yaad na aayi ho..unhone mujhpae yakeen karake mujhe apana sach bataya tha , aur maine bhi wahi kiya..unpe hansi aur chali gayi-
“ek baat puchhun..?” maine kaha
“jee”
“kabhi mili fir wo ..”
“nahi”
“fir??”
“muhabbat to maine ki thi, ummeeden unse kyun..” wo muskurate huye bole !
“shikayat to hogi ?”
“thi, jab ye socha tha ki unhe bhi muhabbat hai..” Manu ne kaha
“ pata ha aapko, ek waqt ke baad ye dar jaata raha ki log kya sochenge, log hansenge..bas Muhabbat bachati hai..ummeed bhi nahi..sirf muhabbat..” Mujhe aaj fir Manu pagal lag rahe the
“itna aasan hai kya khud ko barbaad kar lena..?” mere muh se nikal gaya
“jee, bas muhabbat hona aasan nahi hota uske baad sabkuchh aasan hai..”
Wo muskura rahe the aur barso baad meri aankho me aansoo the..unhone jise chaha usake naam zindagi kar di aur maine jis se chaaha usake saath chaar kadam bhi nahi chal paayi...shayad isiliye mujhe muhabbat mili nahi ..mera dard pighal raha tha ….ek din main kisi ki muhabbat pe hansi thi, aur aaj meri muhabbat mujhpe hans rahi thi.
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Gulaab Ka Phool
(Originally written by 123fuckeravi in XP contest. Posted here for Aagasyta (Y. A.) ji )
Aaj pir main interview me fail ho gaya tha, ye koi nayi baat nahi thi mere liye, ab to na sun ne ki aadat si ho gayi thi.
Job na lagne se ek aur aadat lag gayi thi wo thi pitaji ki galiya sun ne ki
Apni aadat ke hishab se interview me fail ho gaya. aur Muze job nahi mili ye bat mere pitaji ko bata kar galiya sun na baki tha. Tab jakar mera interview pura hota tha.
Pitaji ki galiya sune bina raat ka khana milne vala nahi tha. Agar main abi ghar gaya to dopehar ka khana milenga par raat me sone tak galiya milengi. Is se acha ye hai ki dopehar ka khana bhul jau aur sida sham ko ghar chala jau, khane ke sath thodi galiya kha kar so jaunga ,haa ye tik rahenga.
Par din bhar rahunga kaha.kis ke pass jaunga ,mere dost bhi to job ki talash kar rahe honge.
Par aise ghum bhi to nahi sakata hu, hant me certificate ki file ,formal kapde, champu ki tara hair style ,aise huliye me main jau kaha.
Aise me sirf ek rasta najar aaya ki ye rasta jaha lekar jaye waha chala jau.
Ghar pe galiya khana, itna bada hone ke bad bhi pitaji ke paiso pe jina ,ye sab bahot ho gaya. Ab ye rashta muze jaha lekar jayenga vahi jakar apni kismat badlunga.
Ye bolna aasan tha aur karna mushkil, kyu ki main ghar chhod ki chala gaya to meri family ka kya hoga. Pahale meri vajase itni pareshani hai aise me aur ek pareshani dena tik nahi rahenga.
Dopehar ka samay kaise bhi karke nikaal deta hu pir sham me ghar jakar khane ke sath galiya kha lunga.
Pir kya tha,Main aise hi raste pe idar udar ghum ne laga. Kabi is gali me to kabi us gali me ghumate huye mere pairo ne haar maan li.
Ab muz me chalne ki himmat nahi thi. Dopehar ki dup me, khali pet ,formal kapdo me, mera dam nikal gaya.
Meri jeb me paiso ke naam par 20 rupaye the,aur aise me tapari sab se jada yaad aati hai.
Pass me jo tapari thi main vaha jakar baite gaya. Aur pani pite huye apne future ke bareme sochne laga.
Past me jo masti ki us ka natija ye tha ki mera future blank ho gaya.
Jiska future blank hota hai us par tapari vala meharbaan hota hai.tapari vala muze tea pilata gaya aur main time pass karta gaya.
Tea pite huye meri najar samane road par gayi.road par ek gulab ka phool pada hua tha.
Itni tej dup me wo gulab ka phool shaan se apni chamak aur apni khushabu se aate jate huye logo ko apni taraf attarct kar raha tha.
Par kisi ne bhi us gulab ke phool ko utane ki khosish nahi ki. Bas us gulab ke phool ko dek kar kuch sochte huye apne raste ja rahe the.
Kohi utaye ya na utaye ye bat important nahi thi, pyar ki nishani ,khushbhu ki pahchan ko road par aise feka kisne hoga.
Kya ye kaam kisi laila majnu ka tha ,shayad majnu ne laila ko gulab ka phool diya ho aur laila ne majnu ko thappad mar kar gulab ka phool road par feka ho.
Gulab ka phool dek kar hamesha laila majnu ka khayal pahale dimag me aata hai.Pir baki ki bate
Aisa bhi to ho sakata hai ki patni ko manaa ne ke liye pati ne gulab ka phool diya ho aur patni ne guasse me fek diya ho.
Ye main kya soch raha hu, pati patni aise road pe romance thode karenge, Ye laila majnu ka kaam hoga
Ya pir kisne gulab ke phool ko aise road pe feka ho.
Shayad kisi ke hant se galati se gira ho,
Agar main writer hota to road par pade huye us gulab ke phool par ek novel likh deta.wo gulab ka phool road par kaise aaya is pe romantic, thirller, etc type ki novel likhi ja sakati hai.
Writer ki kalam jab ek bar likhne lagati hai to har dewaar gira sakati hai.
Ek Marathi poet ne writer ke upar ek poem likhi thi,kya thi wo ...yaad nahi aa rahi...are haa
"Jo suraj nahi dek sakta wo writer dek sakata hai"
Are writer nahi poet tha, ye main kya soch raha hu, main to us gulab ke phool ke bareme soch raha tha.
Par Kuch bhi ho ,us gulab ke phool me kuch to bat thi. Dopehar ki dup ,road pe itne vehicle ,aate jate huye itne log, ye garam hawa,pir bhi wo gulab ka phool aise road pe pada tha ki jaise laila ke baalo me lag kar, majnu ki jit ko apne khushbhu se sab ko bata raha ho.
Main us gulab ke phool ko dek kar sab kuch bhul gaya tha. Mujhe us gulaab ke phool ke siwa kuch nahi dikh raha tha.
Kya sirf main akela us gulab ke phool ko dekh raha tha. Kya koi aur nahi hai jis ki nazar us gulab ke phool par ho
Aaj kal itne saare laila majnu dekne ko milte hai. Kya un me se ek ko bhi wo gulab ka phool nahi dika.
Kya gulab ke phool ki value bas itni hi hai. Ladki ko propose karte huye gulab ka phool yaad aata hai, ladki ke haa karte hi gulab ke phool ki value kam ho jati hai. Main ne apne dosto ke hanto me sirf ek bar gulab ka phool deka tha ,ladki ne haa kaha aur gulab ke phool ki jaga chocolate, colddrink ne le li.
Pahale to ladkiyo ke baalo me gulab ka phool kitne shaan se baita rahata tha. Aur ab ...jane do ladkiyo ke bareme jada baat karna thik nahi rahenga .
Ye kya phir se topic change ho gaya.Main ne sahi kaha tha ki us gulab ke phool par bahot sari novel ban sakti hai.
Us gulab ke phool ke chakkar me table par raki huyi meri tea thandi ho gayi . Par wo gulab ka phool meri najar ko dusari taraf jane nahi de raha hai.Meri soch ghum pir kar vapas gulab ke phool par aa jati hai.
Us gulab ke phool ki chamak ke samane suraj ne bhi haar maan li, ya pir suraj apni chamak us gulab ke phool ko de raha ho.
Are haa, ek chidiya ke bareme suna tha ki use suraj se pyar ho gaya tha .wo suraj se milne ke liye uske pass jati aur suraj uske panko ko jala deta. Pyar itni aasani se nahi milata. Wo phir se khosish karti gayi...ye aisa hi chalta raha pata nahi aage kya hua.
Kya yahi wo story thi ya pir main ne kuch change kiye hai. Wo kahate hai na jamaane ke sath sab badal raha hai. Sher chuhe ki story change ho kar tom and jerry ban gayi.
Sher chuha ,ye kaha se bich me aa gaye. Ye sab wo gulab ke phool ki vajase ho raha hai.suruvat gulab ke phool se hoti hai aur pir kaha se kaha chala jata hu.
Main ne sahi kaha tha ki us gulab ke phool par novel likhi ja sakati hai.khas main engineer ki jaga writer ban gaya hota to abi us gulab ke phool par kuch likh raha hota. Hant me tea ki jaga kalam hoti.
Lekin ye kya sham ho rahi hai, main to soch raha tha ki suraj apni chamak us gulab ke phool ko de raha hai, par suraj ne to uska saath chhod diya.
Sham hone se log office se apne apne ghar ja rahe the, vehicle se road bhar chuka tha. Par us gulab ke phool ko kuch nahi hua.
Kya tha us gulab ke phool me ,na wo haar maan raha tha aur na main uske upar se apni najar hata pa raha tha.
Par ye kya, suraj ko dhalate huye dek kar gulab ke phool ne apni ek pankhudi ko apne se alag kar diya. Shayad gulab ka phool suraj ko thanks kah raha ho jis ne dopehar se uska sath diya.ya pir suraj ki jate huye dek kar gulab ke phool ki himmat tut gayi ho.kuch bhi ho sakta hai. Ye meri soch thi, kisi aur ki soch is se jada achi ho sakati, agar main writer hota to....are yaar pir se writer ke bareme sochne laga.
Writer ko maro goli, pir se main us gulab ke phool ko dekne laga.
Muze lag raha tha ki bas us gulab ke phool ko dekta rahu,par taparivala muze kitni der baitne de sakata tha. Dopehar ki bat alag thi, tab log tapari par kam aate hai, par ab sham me uski tapri pe customer aane lage the.
Taparivale ke kahne ke pahale main uski tapari se bahar aa gaya.
Bahar to aa gaya tha par ab ghar jana hoga. Main to ghar chala jaunga par us gulab ke phool ka kya hoga. Suraj bhi uska sath chhod raha tha aur ab main bhi us gulab ke phool ko chhod kar ja raha tha.
Ek lagav sa ho gaya kuch ganto me us gulab ke phool se par main kuch nahi kar sakata.
Main ne apne ghar ki taraf jane ke liye pair utaya tha ki muze pir se us gulab ke phool fikar hone lagi.
Mere jane ke bad uska kya hoga ,suraj bhi chala gaya ,Aur ab main ja raha hu.
Agar main ghar chala jau to mujh me aur baki logo me kya farak rah jayenga.main baki logo ko galat kah raha tha aur ab main galat kar raha hu.Main aisa nahi kar sakata, kam se kam main us gulab ke phool ko mandir me,mandir me nahi ,apne sath le jata hu pir sochunga ki uska kya karna hai.
Main ruk gaya ,aur gulab ke phool ki taraf deka ,gulab ke phool ki 3 pankhudiyo ne uska sath chhod diya tha.
lekin 3 hi kyu, pahale ek pankhudi ne sath chhoda aur ab 2 ,Ek suraj ke liye, ek mere liye, pir thisari pankhudi kis ke liye thi.
kya ek pankhudi mere liye thi? agar ek mere liye hai to dusari kiske liye hogi.
kya meri tara kohi aur bhi tha ya thi jo gulab ke phool ka sath de raha ya rahi ho.agar hai to wo gulab ke pass jarur aayengi ya aayenga.
Main us gulab ke phool ke pass chala gaya. Aur zuk kar gulab ka phool utane vala tha ki ek aur hant gulab ka phool ko utane aaya tha.
Main ne us hant vali ki taraf deka ,wo bhi meri taraf dek rahi thi. Ham abi bhi zuk huye the ,hamare hant us gulab ke phool se kuch inch dur ruk gaye the
Wo ladki mujhe aur main us ladki ko dek raha tha.
Meri tara us ladki ke dusare hant me ek file thi. Shayad wo bhi meri tara interview me fail hokar aayi ho.aur meri tara us gulab ke phool ka sath de rahi ho.
Main us ladki ko dekta raha . uski bhi chamak us gulab ke phool ki tara thi.is se jada main soch nahi paya. ek engineer jo tha writer nahi.
Wo ladki bhi meri taraf dek rahi thi, kya soch rahi hogi wo ,kya mere bareme soch rahi hogi. Mere bareme kyu sochengi shayad us gulab ke phool ke bareme soch rahi hogi.
Par wo bina palke zukaye muze dek kar rahi thi. Bolne ki khosish kar rahi thi par kuch bol nahi pa rahi thi.
Main ne apna hant aage badakar gulab ke phool ki jaga ek pankhudi uta li.
Us ladki ne un pankhudiyo ki taraf deka, aur us ne bhi meri tara ek pankhudi uta li. wo gulab ka phool bhi uta sakati thi pir usne sirf pankhudi kyu utai.
Muze kuch samaj nahi aa raha tha ,par ek bat thi Ham dono apne hant ki pankhudiyo ko dek rahe the.
Niche gulab ka phool aur ek pankhudi padi huyi thi,aur ham apne hant ki pankhudi ko dek rahe the.
Log hamare taraf dekte huye ja rahe the, unko lag raha hoga ki ye gulab ka phool hamara hai.Ye naye laila majnu mil gaye.
Ek minute naye laila majnu, kya ye gulab ka phool hame milane ke liye yaha tha.
Ham dono kabi ek dusare ko ,kabi hant ki pankhudi ko to kabi gulab ke phool ko dek rahe the,ki tabi ek hawa ko zoka aaya aur zameen par padi huyi pankhudi ko uda le gaya.
Wo ladki us pankhudi ko udte huye dek rahi thi.
Main ne jab us udate huye pankhudi ki taraf deka to aisa lag raha tha ki wo pankhudi suraj ke pass ja rahi hai.
Wo pankhudi suraj ki amanat thi. Suraj ne gulab ke phool ko jo chamak di thi uske badale me gulab ka phool apni khushbhu pankhudi ke sath suraj ko de raha tha.
Wo ladki aur main us pankhudi ko tab tak dekte rahe jab tak wo hamare najaro se dur nahi gayi.
Us pankhudi ke jane ke bad ham ne ek dusare ki taraf deka , aur pir gulab ke phool ki taraf deka ,
Wo gulab ka phool vaha nahi tha. Wo ladki aur main us gulab ke phool ko vaha na dek kar shocked ho gaye. Abi to yaha tha pir gaya kaha, kya kohi uta kar le gaya.Ham us gulab ke phool ko idar udar dekne lage. Par wo kahi nahi dika.
Mere hant me ek pankhudi thi, matlab wo gulab ka phool tha, ye sapna nahi tha.
Wo ladki bhi meri tara kuch soch rahi thi.Pata nahi kya soch rahi thi.
Ham dono apni apni pankhudi ko dek rahe the.Uske siwa kar bhi kya sakate hai. Bat kar sakate hai, par bat kaha se suru karu main soch raha tha aur ladki ne bat karna suru kiya.
Ladki-pankhudi ko dika kar "Ye main hu"
Main-"Ye main hu"
Wo Ladki aur main ek sath" Wo suraj ki pankhudi thi"
Main ne jo kaha us ne bhi vahi kaha.
wo ladki muze dekhti rah gayi. kya ham ek jaisa soch rahe the, kya ham ek hai, kya hamari manjil ek hai ,Kya wo gulab ka phool ham dono ko milane ke liye yaha tha.lag to aisa hi raha hai.
Ab kya karu, kya muze chup chap jana chaiye.nahi ,is gulab ke phool ne hame kyu milaya. kahi ...haa yahi ho sakata hai.
Main ne himmat karke us ladki ki taraf hant badaya, mere hant me meri pankhudi thi.
Main jo soch raha tha wo bhi vahi soch rahi hogi to...
Usne mere hant par apna hant rak diya jis pe uski pankhudi thi.
Ham dono ne ek dusare ki taraf deka aur ek dusare ko vishwas dilaya ki ye pankhudi jaldi ek gulab ka phool ban kar hame hamesha rasta dikayengi.
Ham ne phir bhi kuch nahi kaha.Bas ek dusare ki taraf dekh kar smile ki aur suraj ki disha me hanto
me hant dal kar chalate gaye.
Repoter-Sir, story ki summary achi hai, par ek sawal muze pareshan kar raha hai
Writer-Pucho, kya puchna hai
Repoter-Kya ye real me hua hai ya aap ki soch hai
writer-Ye sawal aap mujh see pucha hai magar meri wife see mat puchnaa.
Repoter-Main samaja nahi
Writer-Wo engineer main hu
Repoter-Matlab ye real story hai, to us gulab ke phool ne aapko writer bana diya.
Writer-Main ne ek sher suna tha
"better to be a good writer than bad engineer"
Repoter-Sir writer nahi poet tha.
Writer-Haa, wo kya haina jamaana change ho raha hai.
Repoter-thank you sir ,kal aapki novel publish ho jayengi aur ye interview bhi. ab ijajat chahunga.
Writer-thanks to mujhe kahana chaiye jo aapne mere liye time nikaala.aur meri story padi .matlab suni ......
gulab ke phool ne muze writer bana hi diya
..THE END...
Job na lagne se ek aur aadat lag gayi thi wo thi pitaji ki galiya sun ne ki
Apni aadat ke hishab se interview me fail ho gaya. aur Muze job nahi mili ye bat mere pitaji ko bata kar galiya sun na baki tha. Tab jakar mera interview pura hota tha.
Pitaji ki galiya sune bina raat ka khana milne vala nahi tha. Agar main abi ghar gaya to dopehar ka khana milenga par raat me sone tak galiya milengi. Is se acha ye hai ki dopehar ka khana bhul jau aur sida sham ko ghar chala jau, khane ke sath thodi galiya kha kar so jaunga ,haa ye tik rahenga.
Par din bhar rahunga kaha.kis ke pass jaunga ,mere dost bhi to job ki talash kar rahe honge.
Par aise ghum bhi to nahi sakata hu, hant me certificate ki file ,formal kapde, champu ki tara hair style ,aise huliye me main jau kaha.
Aise me sirf ek rasta najar aaya ki ye rasta jaha lekar jaye waha chala jau.
Ghar pe galiya khana, itna bada hone ke bad bhi pitaji ke paiso pe jina ,ye sab bahot ho gaya. Ab ye rashta muze jaha lekar jayenga vahi jakar apni kismat badlunga.
Ye bolna aasan tha aur karna mushkil, kyu ki main ghar chhod ki chala gaya to meri family ka kya hoga. Pahale meri vajase itni pareshani hai aise me aur ek pareshani dena tik nahi rahenga.
Dopehar ka samay kaise bhi karke nikaal deta hu pir sham me ghar jakar khane ke sath galiya kha lunga.
Pir kya tha,Main aise hi raste pe idar udar ghum ne laga. Kabi is gali me to kabi us gali me ghumate huye mere pairo ne haar maan li.
Ab muz me chalne ki himmat nahi thi. Dopehar ki dup me, khali pet ,formal kapdo me, mera dam nikal gaya.
Meri jeb me paiso ke naam par 20 rupaye the,aur aise me tapari sab se jada yaad aati hai.
Pass me jo tapari thi main vaha jakar baite gaya. Aur pani pite huye apne future ke bareme sochne laga.
Past me jo masti ki us ka natija ye tha ki mera future blank ho gaya.
Jiska future blank hota hai us par tapari vala meharbaan hota hai.tapari vala muze tea pilata gaya aur main time pass karta gaya.
Tea pite huye meri najar samane road par gayi.road par ek gulab ka phool pada hua tha.
Itni tej dup me wo gulab ka phool shaan se apni chamak aur apni khushabu se aate jate huye logo ko apni taraf attarct kar raha tha.
Par kisi ne bhi us gulab ke phool ko utane ki khosish nahi ki. Bas us gulab ke phool ko dek kar kuch sochte huye apne raste ja rahe the.
Kohi utaye ya na utaye ye bat important nahi thi, pyar ki nishani ,khushbhu ki pahchan ko road par aise feka kisne hoga.
Kya ye kaam kisi laila majnu ka tha ,shayad majnu ne laila ko gulab ka phool diya ho aur laila ne majnu ko thappad mar kar gulab ka phool road par feka ho.
Gulab ka phool dek kar hamesha laila majnu ka khayal pahale dimag me aata hai.Pir baki ki bate
Aisa bhi to ho sakata hai ki patni ko manaa ne ke liye pati ne gulab ka phool diya ho aur patni ne guasse me fek diya ho.
Ye main kya soch raha hu, pati patni aise road pe romance thode karenge, Ye laila majnu ka kaam hoga
Ya pir kisne gulab ke phool ko aise road pe feka ho.
Shayad kisi ke hant se galati se gira ho,
Agar main writer hota to road par pade huye us gulab ke phool par ek novel likh deta.wo gulab ka phool road par kaise aaya is pe romantic, thirller, etc type ki novel likhi ja sakati hai.
Writer ki kalam jab ek bar likhne lagati hai to har dewaar gira sakati hai.
Ek Marathi poet ne writer ke upar ek poem likhi thi,kya thi wo ...yaad nahi aa rahi...are haa
"Jo suraj nahi dek sakta wo writer dek sakata hai"
Are writer nahi poet tha, ye main kya soch raha hu, main to us gulab ke phool ke bareme soch raha tha.
Par Kuch bhi ho ,us gulab ke phool me kuch to bat thi. Dopehar ki dup ,road pe itne vehicle ,aate jate huye itne log, ye garam hawa,pir bhi wo gulab ka phool aise road pe pada tha ki jaise laila ke baalo me lag kar, majnu ki jit ko apne khushbhu se sab ko bata raha ho.
Main us gulab ke phool ko dek kar sab kuch bhul gaya tha. Mujhe us gulaab ke phool ke siwa kuch nahi dikh raha tha.
Kya sirf main akela us gulab ke phool ko dekh raha tha. Kya koi aur nahi hai jis ki nazar us gulab ke phool par ho
Aaj kal itne saare laila majnu dekne ko milte hai. Kya un me se ek ko bhi wo gulab ka phool nahi dika.
Kya gulab ke phool ki value bas itni hi hai. Ladki ko propose karte huye gulab ka phool yaad aata hai, ladki ke haa karte hi gulab ke phool ki value kam ho jati hai. Main ne apne dosto ke hanto me sirf ek bar gulab ka phool deka tha ,ladki ne haa kaha aur gulab ke phool ki jaga chocolate, colddrink ne le li.
Pahale to ladkiyo ke baalo me gulab ka phool kitne shaan se baita rahata tha. Aur ab ...jane do ladkiyo ke bareme jada baat karna thik nahi rahenga .
Ye kya phir se topic change ho gaya.Main ne sahi kaha tha ki us gulab ke phool par bahot sari novel ban sakti hai.
Us gulab ke phool ke chakkar me table par raki huyi meri tea thandi ho gayi . Par wo gulab ka phool meri najar ko dusari taraf jane nahi de raha hai.Meri soch ghum pir kar vapas gulab ke phool par aa jati hai.
Us gulab ke phool ki chamak ke samane suraj ne bhi haar maan li, ya pir suraj apni chamak us gulab ke phool ko de raha ho.
Are haa, ek chidiya ke bareme suna tha ki use suraj se pyar ho gaya tha .wo suraj se milne ke liye uske pass jati aur suraj uske panko ko jala deta. Pyar itni aasani se nahi milata. Wo phir se khosish karti gayi...ye aisa hi chalta raha pata nahi aage kya hua.
Kya yahi wo story thi ya pir main ne kuch change kiye hai. Wo kahate hai na jamaane ke sath sab badal raha hai. Sher chuhe ki story change ho kar tom and jerry ban gayi.
Sher chuha ,ye kaha se bich me aa gaye. Ye sab wo gulab ke phool ki vajase ho raha hai.suruvat gulab ke phool se hoti hai aur pir kaha se kaha chala jata hu.
Main ne sahi kaha tha ki us gulab ke phool par novel likhi ja sakati hai.khas main engineer ki jaga writer ban gaya hota to abi us gulab ke phool par kuch likh raha hota. Hant me tea ki jaga kalam hoti.
Lekin ye kya sham ho rahi hai, main to soch raha tha ki suraj apni chamak us gulab ke phool ko de raha hai, par suraj ne to uska saath chhod diya.
Sham hone se log office se apne apne ghar ja rahe the, vehicle se road bhar chuka tha. Par us gulab ke phool ko kuch nahi hua.
Kya tha us gulab ke phool me ,na wo haar maan raha tha aur na main uske upar se apni najar hata pa raha tha.
Par ye kya, suraj ko dhalate huye dek kar gulab ke phool ne apni ek pankhudi ko apne se alag kar diya. Shayad gulab ka phool suraj ko thanks kah raha ho jis ne dopehar se uska sath diya.ya pir suraj ki jate huye dek kar gulab ke phool ki himmat tut gayi ho.kuch bhi ho sakta hai. Ye meri soch thi, kisi aur ki soch is se jada achi ho sakati, agar main writer hota to....are yaar pir se writer ke bareme sochne laga.
Writer ko maro goli, pir se main us gulab ke phool ko dekne laga.
Muze lag raha tha ki bas us gulab ke phool ko dekta rahu,par taparivala muze kitni der baitne de sakata tha. Dopehar ki bat alag thi, tab log tapari par kam aate hai, par ab sham me uski tapri pe customer aane lage the.
Taparivale ke kahne ke pahale main uski tapari se bahar aa gaya.
Bahar to aa gaya tha par ab ghar jana hoga. Main to ghar chala jaunga par us gulab ke phool ka kya hoga. Suraj bhi uska sath chhod raha tha aur ab main bhi us gulab ke phool ko chhod kar ja raha tha.
Ek lagav sa ho gaya kuch ganto me us gulab ke phool se par main kuch nahi kar sakata.
Main ne apne ghar ki taraf jane ke liye pair utaya tha ki muze pir se us gulab ke phool fikar hone lagi.
Mere jane ke bad uska kya hoga ,suraj bhi chala gaya ,Aur ab main ja raha hu.
Agar main ghar chala jau to mujh me aur baki logo me kya farak rah jayenga.main baki logo ko galat kah raha tha aur ab main galat kar raha hu.Main aisa nahi kar sakata, kam se kam main us gulab ke phool ko mandir me,mandir me nahi ,apne sath le jata hu pir sochunga ki uska kya karna hai.
Main ruk gaya ,aur gulab ke phool ki taraf deka ,gulab ke phool ki 3 pankhudiyo ne uska sath chhod diya tha.
lekin 3 hi kyu, pahale ek pankhudi ne sath chhoda aur ab 2 ,Ek suraj ke liye, ek mere liye, pir thisari pankhudi kis ke liye thi.
kya ek pankhudi mere liye thi? agar ek mere liye hai to dusari kiske liye hogi.
kya meri tara kohi aur bhi tha ya thi jo gulab ke phool ka sath de raha ya rahi ho.agar hai to wo gulab ke pass jarur aayengi ya aayenga.
Main us gulab ke phool ke pass chala gaya. Aur zuk kar gulab ka phool utane vala tha ki ek aur hant gulab ka phool ko utane aaya tha.
Main ne us hant vali ki taraf deka ,wo bhi meri taraf dek rahi thi. Ham abi bhi zuk huye the ,hamare hant us gulab ke phool se kuch inch dur ruk gaye the
Wo ladki mujhe aur main us ladki ko dek raha tha.
Meri tara us ladki ke dusare hant me ek file thi. Shayad wo bhi meri tara interview me fail hokar aayi ho.aur meri tara us gulab ke phool ka sath de rahi ho.
Main us ladki ko dekta raha . uski bhi chamak us gulab ke phool ki tara thi.is se jada main soch nahi paya. ek engineer jo tha writer nahi.
Wo ladki bhi meri taraf dek rahi thi, kya soch rahi hogi wo ,kya mere bareme soch rahi hogi. Mere bareme kyu sochengi shayad us gulab ke phool ke bareme soch rahi hogi.
Par wo bina palke zukaye muze dek kar rahi thi. Bolne ki khosish kar rahi thi par kuch bol nahi pa rahi thi.
Main ne apna hant aage badakar gulab ke phool ki jaga ek pankhudi uta li.
Us ladki ne un pankhudiyo ki taraf deka, aur us ne bhi meri tara ek pankhudi uta li. wo gulab ka phool bhi uta sakati thi pir usne sirf pankhudi kyu utai.
Muze kuch samaj nahi aa raha tha ,par ek bat thi Ham dono apne hant ki pankhudiyo ko dek rahe the.
Niche gulab ka phool aur ek pankhudi padi huyi thi,aur ham apne hant ki pankhudi ko dek rahe the.
Log hamare taraf dekte huye ja rahe the, unko lag raha hoga ki ye gulab ka phool hamara hai.Ye naye laila majnu mil gaye.
Ek minute naye laila majnu, kya ye gulab ka phool hame milane ke liye yaha tha.
Ham dono kabi ek dusare ko ,kabi hant ki pankhudi ko to kabi gulab ke phool ko dek rahe the,ki tabi ek hawa ko zoka aaya aur zameen par padi huyi pankhudi ko uda le gaya.
Wo ladki us pankhudi ko udte huye dek rahi thi.
Main ne jab us udate huye pankhudi ki taraf deka to aisa lag raha tha ki wo pankhudi suraj ke pass ja rahi hai.
Wo pankhudi suraj ki amanat thi. Suraj ne gulab ke phool ko jo chamak di thi uske badale me gulab ka phool apni khushbhu pankhudi ke sath suraj ko de raha tha.
Wo ladki aur main us pankhudi ko tab tak dekte rahe jab tak wo hamare najaro se dur nahi gayi.
Us pankhudi ke jane ke bad ham ne ek dusare ki taraf deka , aur pir gulab ke phool ki taraf deka ,
Wo gulab ka phool vaha nahi tha. Wo ladki aur main us gulab ke phool ko vaha na dek kar shocked ho gaye. Abi to yaha tha pir gaya kaha, kya kohi uta kar le gaya.Ham us gulab ke phool ko idar udar dekne lage. Par wo kahi nahi dika.
Mere hant me ek pankhudi thi, matlab wo gulab ka phool tha, ye sapna nahi tha.
Wo ladki bhi meri tara kuch soch rahi thi.Pata nahi kya soch rahi thi.
Ham dono apni apni pankhudi ko dek rahe the.Uske siwa kar bhi kya sakate hai. Bat kar sakate hai, par bat kaha se suru karu main soch raha tha aur ladki ne bat karna suru kiya.
Ladki-pankhudi ko dika kar "Ye main hu"
Main-"Ye main hu"
Wo Ladki aur main ek sath" Wo suraj ki pankhudi thi"
Main ne jo kaha us ne bhi vahi kaha.
wo ladki muze dekhti rah gayi. kya ham ek jaisa soch rahe the, kya ham ek hai, kya hamari manjil ek hai ,Kya wo gulab ka phool ham dono ko milane ke liye yaha tha.lag to aisa hi raha hai.
Ab kya karu, kya muze chup chap jana chaiye.nahi ,is gulab ke phool ne hame kyu milaya. kahi ...haa yahi ho sakata hai.
Main ne himmat karke us ladki ki taraf hant badaya, mere hant me meri pankhudi thi.
Main jo soch raha tha wo bhi vahi soch rahi hogi to...
Usne mere hant par apna hant rak diya jis pe uski pankhudi thi.
Ham dono ne ek dusare ki taraf deka aur ek dusare ko vishwas dilaya ki ye pankhudi jaldi ek gulab ka phool ban kar hame hamesha rasta dikayengi.
Ham ne phir bhi kuch nahi kaha.Bas ek dusare ki taraf dekh kar smile ki aur suraj ki disha me hanto
me hant dal kar chalate gaye.
Repoter-Sir, story ki summary achi hai, par ek sawal muze pareshan kar raha hai
Writer-Pucho, kya puchna hai
Repoter-Kya ye real me hua hai ya aap ki soch hai
writer-Ye sawal aap mujh see pucha hai magar meri wife see mat puchnaa.
Repoter-Main samaja nahi
Writer-Wo engineer main hu
Repoter-Matlab ye real story hai, to us gulab ke phool ne aapko writer bana diya.
Writer-Main ne ek sher suna tha
"better to be a good writer than bad engineer"
Repoter-Sir writer nahi poet tha.
Writer-Haa, wo kya haina jamaana change ho raha hai.
Repoter-thank you sir ,kal aapki novel publish ho jayengi aur ye interview bhi. ab ijajat chahunga.
Writer-thanks to mujhe kahana chaiye jo aapne mere liye time nikaala.aur meri story padi .matlab suni ......
gulab ke phool ne muze writer bana hi diya
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(Originally written by LawLwa _ xD in XP contest.)
(Originally written by LawLwa _ xD in XP contest.)
"Riya, maine faisla kar liya hai. main Vijay se shadi karungi" Tiya ne apni behen se kaha jo office se laut kar ghar mein enter ho rahi thi.
"Ye tu kya keh rahi hai, tu aur Sameer to kal shadi karne waale ho na. fir ye Vijay ?" Riya apni behen ki apratyashit baat par chaunkte huye boli.
"Haan shadi to Sameer se hi kar rahi hoon lekin ..." Tiya kehte-kehte ruk gayi.
"Mujhe saaf-saaf bata akhir baat kya hai. Vijay to teri life se baahar ja chuka tha na ?" Riya ne poochha.
"Nahi, main aur Vijay aaj bhi ek doosre ko utna hi pyaar karte hain" Tiya boli.
Riya:- "To fir Sameer. kya tera usse pyar mahaj ek naatak hai ?"
Tiya:- "Vijay aur Sameer mein ek hi farq hai, Paisa. Sameer ke paas mujhe khone ke baad bhi bahut kuchh rahega. wo achhe ghar ka ladka hai lekin Vijay gareeb hai, mujhse bichhad kar wo zinda nahi reh paayega"
Riya:- "To ab kal ki shadi ka kya. kya Sameer ka dil nahi tootega ?"
"Shadi to meri kal hi hogi, wo bhi Sameer se lekin 10 dino ke liye" Tiya ne jaise visphot kiya.
"haan Riya, main kal Sameer se shadi karoongi kyon ki wo ek zariya hai jo meri aur Vijay ki aane waali life ko sudhaar sakta hai." Tiya bolti rahi.
Tiya:- "Sameer mere liye bahut paagal hai aur sirf 3 mahino ki jaan-pehchaan mein hi wo mujhse shadi karne ko bhi taiyaar ho gaya." Riya gaur se uski baat sun rahi thi.
Tiya:- "kuchh din pehle meri aur Vijay ki ladaayi huyi kyon ki wah nahi chaahta tha ki uski life partner banne ke baad main zara si bhi pareshaan rahoon aur wo mujhse alag hone ki baat karne laga. tu to jaanti hai behen, hum dono ek-doosre se kitna pyar karte hain aur isiliye maine ek plan banaaya"
"Kaisa plan aur tu kya karne waali hai ?" Riya ne jigyasavash poochha.
Tiya:- "Sameer humaari shadi ke baad ek flat kharidega aur iske liye usne 20 laakh cash ka itzaam kar rakha hai. kal main usse shadi karoongi aur jaise hi mere haath wo rakam aayi, main aur Vijay ye sheher chhod kar kahi door chale jaayenge" itna keh kar Tiya chhup ho gayi.
"Tiya" Riya zor se chillayi. "itna bada dhokha, wo bhi us insaan ke saath jisne tujhse be-inteha mohobbat ki. kitni khudgarz hai tu" wo baukhla uthi.
Tiya:- "Jaanti hoon ye dhokha Sameer seh nahi paayega lekin main kya karoon, Vijay ko chhod paana ab mere liye sambhav nahi"
"behen ek baar fir soch le. paisa to haath ka mail hai, aaj nahi to kal zaroor hoga par ...." Riya ki poori baat sunne se pehle hi Tiya ne use tok diya.
"Maine soch liya hai ki mujhe kya karna hai" wah boli.
"Tum dono to yahan se nikal jaaoge lekin mera kya ?" baat karne ke lehje se zahir hua, Riya ghabra gayi thi.
"fiqar na kar. Sameer sirf itna jaanta hai ki meri ek behen hai, hum anaath hain lekin saath nahi rehte. iske alaawa use kuchh nahi pata. usne kewal mera chehra dekha hai aur wo nahi jaanta ki hum dono ...." bolte-bolte Tiya ruk gayi kyon ki Riya gusse mein uth kar apne kamre ki or badh gayi thi.
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Dinner ke waqt dono ke beech koi khaas baat nahi huyi.
"Tu bhi mere aur Vijay ke saath chalegi. 20 lakh koi chhoti-moti rakam nahi hoti" Tiya ne kaha aur apni plates le kar kitchen mein chali gayi.
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Riya aaj apni behen se bahut naraaz thi. bachpan ka wo hadsa jisne unke maa-baap ko unse chhina tha, shayad uske baad pehli baar wo itna dukhi huyi thi.
Tiya ne bataaya tha ki Sameer usse bahut pyar karta hai. "sirf dhokha" Riya nahi jaanti thi.
Sameer ek-lauta tha, yahan Delhi mein job placement ki wajah se aaya tha. badhiya salary, dikhne mein bhi achha. sabse khaas baat Tiya se shadi ke liye apne gharwaalo se lada bhi tha.
"Kisi ka dil todne mein Riya tumhaara saath hargiz nahi degi, wo ja rahi hai aur ab usse kabhi na milna" kagaz ke tukde par ye likh kar wo Tiya ke kamre mein aayi.
Apni behen ka sota chehra dekh Riya ki ankhen namm hone lagi, wo uska hi ask thi. usne haath mein padka paper room-table par rakha aur kamre se baahar nikal gayi.
Is ghar se door, apni behen se door, beeti saari yaadon se door.
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Subah Tiya ne apna cell table se uthaya aur uski nazar us paper par padi jo raat mein Riya uske liye chhod gayi thi.
Paper par likha massege padhte hi wo daudti huyi apni behen ke kamre mein pahuchi lekin wahan use siwaaye sannaate ke kuchh na mila.
"Kyon kiya Riya tune aisa. main akele apne baare mein thodi soch rahi thi. akhir kab tak hum yun hi laachaari ki zindagi jeete" wo subakte huye saamne deewar par tangi apni behen ki tasveer ko dekhne lagi. jis mein use apna hi ask nazar aa raha tha.
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"Tiya, Main aaj bahut khush hoon jaan" shadi ke 7 phere poore hote hi Sameer ne use apni bahon mein utha kar kaha.
"Sameer, meri tabiyat thik nahi. ghar chalen" Tiya boli, ab tak uski ankhen namm thi.
Sameer:- "Haan-haan chalo" Halaaki usne Tiya ki laal ankhon par gaur zaroor kiya tha lekin un mein chhupe dard ka anumaan shayad uski khusi jaan, wo anjaan bana raha.
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Dono ghar aa gaye, jo office ki taraf se Sameer ko mila tha. Tiya khaali haath aayi thi. Sameer ka kehna tha, shadi ke baad wo uske beete jeevan ki purani sabhi yaadon ko mita dega.
"Kuchh din baad hum apne naye ghar mein honge" Sameer ki awaaz sun Tiya ka dhyaan toota, wo bistar par gumsum leti thi. Sameer uske kareeb aa kar baith gaya.
"Tiya, meri taraf dekho na" Sameer ne kaha lekin Tiya ne apni ankhen nahi kholi, wo jaanti thi aaj Sameer nahi rukega. ab tak to wo shadi ka havaala dekar use taalti aayi thi par aaj unki suhaag-raat thi.
"Lagta hai tum aise nahi maanogi" kaafi zor dene ke baad bhi Tiya ne koi response nahi diya to sameer jhuk kar uske honth choomne laga.
"Sameer" Tiya uski baahon mein sama gayi, wo use rokna chaahti thi lekin Sameer bahut aage badh chuka tha. achanak Tiya ki ankhon mein Vijay ka chehra ghooma aur purjor taaqat ke saath usne Sameer ko dhakka de diya.
"please Sameer ruk jaao, main iske liye abhi taiyaar nahi" wah roti huyi boli.
Sameer samajh-daar nikla, usne Tiya ke anurodh ka sammaan kiya aur bistar se uth kar sofe ki taraf chal pada.
"aaj to main bach gayi lekin aage kab tak" Tiya ne socha, use jo bhi karna tha jald hi karna tha warna Vijay ke saath bhi uski bewafaayi nishchit thi.
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"Jaan, main office se direct hotel pahuchunga. Tum mujhe wahin mil jaana, saath dinner karenge" ek shaam Sameer ke call ne Tiya ki mann maangi muraad poori kar di. wardrobe ke locker se usne 20 lakh ki rakam waala bag nikaala, personal cell ko reset kar hall ki table par chhod diya aur apne bhavishya ke sunahre safar ko anjaam dene nikal padi.
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Dono dinner table par the. Kaali saree pehni Tiya bala ki khoobsoorat lag rahi thi. Muskura rahi thi.
Tiya ke puraane behaviour aur abhi ke behaviour mein Sameer ko kafi changes nazar aaye. "Naye ghar ki khushi" aur aisa soch kar usne Tiya ke haath ko thaam liya.
"I love you Tiya" Sameer ne sirf itna kaha aur wo bhaavuk ho utha.
"Love you too Sameer" Tiya ki bhi palken bheeg gayi.
Unhone dinner enjoy kiya, ek doosre ko apne haath se khila rahe the aur akhir mein bill pay karne ke baad dono ghar ke liye nikal pade.
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"are ye kya ?" main gate se hall mein kadam rakhte hi Sameer kaanp utha. saara samaan ast-vyast tha. samjhte der na lagi ki uske ghar chori huyi hai.
"Tiya ye dekho, tumhara sapna toot gaya" bedroom ka khaali locker dikhaate huye Sameer ro pada. Tiya ke ansu bhi theher nahi paaye.
Raat mein police aayi, chaan-been ki aur kuchh zaroori sawal-jawab karne ke baad unhen aashwaasan de kar chali gayi.
Din beet-te gaye. chor ka kuchh pata nahi chala lekin udaas Sameer ko Tiya kafi hadd tak samhaal chuki thi, dono ab bhi usi puraane ghar me hi reh rahe the.
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"Tiya, mera suitcase ready kar dena. official meeting hai, mujhe Mumbai nikalna hoga" Sameer ne Tiya ko call par bataya aur uske office ka naukar Tiya se uska suitcase le gaya.
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Mumbai mein Sameer ko 10 din rehna tha, Tiya ke toote sapne ko dobaara poora karne ke liye ab wo jee jaan se mehnat kar raha tha. bhale 20 lakh chori chale gaye the lekin bank waalo ka karza bhi to use hi chukaana tha.
wahin Tiya bhi Sameer ke pyar ko dheere-dheere samjhti ja rahi thi aur isi ka nateeja raha, wo 3 maah ke garbh se thi.
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Aaj Sameer Mumbai ghoomne nikla. Use Tiya ke liye kuchh gift's lene the aur apna mind bhi fresh karna tha. unse taxi hire kar li.
Raaste mein trafic signal par taxi ruki, Sameer baahar ka nazaara dekh raha tha. achanak uski nigaahen road ki opposite side chalti ek ladki ke daayen haath par padi, jiski unglion ki grip ne ek kaale bag ko thaama hua tha aur uske baayen haath mein kisi mard ka haath tha. Dono road cross kar rahe the.
Sameer ek tak us bag ko dekhne laga. bag jaana-pehchaana tha "Ye to wahi bag hai, jisme maine 20 lakh cash rakh kar locker mein chhupaye the" foran uski ankhen bag se hat kar us ladki ke chehre par ja chipki.
"Tiya" wo karaah utha lekin jab tak taxi se baahar aane ka mann bana paata, signal ne badal kar aava-jaahi dobaara khol di aur taxi raftaar se aage badh gayi.
"Kya maine jo dekha wo koi sapna tha. meri Tiya, mera paisa aur wo mard, jo uske saath chal raha tha" Sameer ki behti ankhon ne use bata diya, wo haqeeqat thi.
"Itna bada dhokha. jiske liye main itni mehnat kar raha hoon, wo kisi aur mard ke saath" Sameer chaah kar bhi taxi nahi rukwa paaya lekin waapas hotel zaroor mudwa di.
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3 raaton se Sameer kewal gum mein dooba tha. na to wo naye hotel ke kamre se baahar nikala tha aur na hi usne office ki koi meeting attend ki thi.
"tring-tring" Kuchh der baad uska cell fir baja aur is baar wo cell par jhapta, use fenkta tabhi screen par aate naam ko padh kar uska mann badal gaya.
"Dad" foran beeti kayi yaadein uske jehen mein ghoom gayi aur angoothe ne khud-b-khud calling button press kar diya.
"Beta kitni der se call try kar raha hoon. kya ab tak naraaz hai apne dad se ?" call ki doosri taraf se uske pita ki ruaasi awaaz aane lagi.
"Dad mujhe maaf kar dijiye" Sameer bhi fafak pada "Mujhe laga, aap mujhse naraaz hain"
"Naraaz to tha aur hamehsa rehta, agar bahu ka call na aaya hota to" uske pita ne kaha.
"Tiya ne aap ko call kiya tha ?" Sameer sun kar hairan hua, apni bewafa patni ka naam bolte waqt uske tan-badan mein aag lag rahi thi.
"haan Sameer, aaj subah hi uska call aaya tha. wo tujhse contact nahi kar pa rahi thi aur tere office waalo ko bhi tera kuchh pata nahi tha to usne mujhe call kiya aur hum seedhe delhi aa gaye" Mr. Gupta bole.
Sameer:- "Aap aur mom ghar par hain ?"
"Haan bete, teri mom ki tabiyat kharaab hai aur bahu ka bhi ro-ro kar bura haal hai. tu bas ghar laut aa, hum sab teri raah dekh rahe hain" Kuchh aur baaton ke baad call cut ho gaya.
Sameer ne apne pita ko promise kiya ki wo agli hi flight se Delhi waapas aa jaayega, wo log chinta na karen lekin ajeeb se khayalaat uske mann ko ghere huye the.
Tiya ko usne 3 din pehle isi sheher mein dekha tha aur ab wo Delhi mein hai.
"flight se waapas jaane mein kitna waqt lagta hai, meri ankhen dhokha nahi kha sakti" hotel check-out karte waqt usne socha.
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Subah ke waqt Sameer Delhi tha.
Ghar ke andar aate hi wo apne mata-pita ke charno mein gir pada. Pichhle 1 saal baad wo unse mila tha. Mr. and Mrs. Gupta bahut khush huye.
Wahin doosri or uske dil mein Tiya ke liye nafrat hi nafrat panap rahi thi. uske mata-pita ghar par the isliye wo bilkul khamosh raha. Tiya se usne aisi koi baat nahi ki jisse uske mata-pita ko koi kasht pahuche. unhe pata chale ki unke bete ne ek aisi ladki se shadi ki hai, jo bewafa thi. badchalan thi aur chor bhi.
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"beta, itna bada business hai apna. tu kab tak naukari ke jhanjhat mein pada rahega" nashte ki table par Mr. Gupta apne bete se baatein kar rahe the. shaam ko unki Jaipur ki flight thi.
"Main bhi yahi soch rahi thi" Mrs. Gupta boli. "Bahu, ki dekh-bhal ab bahut zaroori hai beta" unka ishara Tiya ke garbh se tha aur jise samajhte hi wo sharmakar kitchen mein chali gayi.
"Pehli baar mujhe is nalayak par garv ho raha hai, sameer ki maa" Mr. Gupta haste huye bole. "iski pasand par mujhe naaz hai"
"Aap hi naraaz rehte the. maine to kayi baar kaha tha, bete ki khushi samajh kar bhool jaao. us waqt meri baat maani hoti to roz aisi hi khatir-daari hoti aap ki" Mrs. Gupta chehki.
"dekh Sameer, hum bahu ko apne saath le ja rahe hain. tu bhi jald se jald isteefa dekar Jaipur aa jaana" nashta khatam hone ke baad buzurgo ki ye baat Sameer taal nahi paaya.
"ji dad, main aap teeno ki ticket's book kar deta hoon. " wo mann masos kar bola.
Shaam ko sabhi airport pahuche. Sameer ko zara bhi waqt nahi mil paaya tha Tiya se baat karne ka. Saas-sasur se ghiri jo rehti thi.
"Pahuchne ke baad khabar kar denge, tu apna khayaal rakhna aur jald hi laut ana. Ghar tere bina soona rahega beta" Mr. Gupta bole.
"ji zaroor" Sameer ne apne mata-pita ke pair chhuye aur Tiya ko ajeeb si nazron se ghoorta hua airport se baahar nikal gaya.
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Sameer ko Jaipur aaye 1 mahina ho chuka tha.
Tiya ke Delhi chhodne ke baad wo chain se nahi so paaya tha. usne Tiya se sambandhit har us chiz dhoondha jo uske gunaah ko saabit kar paati.
Call detail's, bank statement's, apna poora ghar khangaal daala lekin use koi jaankaari haasil nahi ho paayi.
Waqt badhta gaya aur Sameer ka atyachaar bhi. mata-pita ki nazar bacha kar wo aksar Tiya par chillata aur use be-rahmo ki tarah peetne lagta.
Tiya ki samajh se pare ki Sameer mein aisa hinsak parivartan kaise aur kyon aaya, wo chaah kar bhi apne saas-sasur se kuchh nahi keh paati. paani sar se kaafi oopar nikal chuka tha lekin apni hone wali aulaad ke pyar mein wo sab kuchh sehti jaati.
Mr. and Mrs. Gupta ke din to maze mein kat rahe the, siwaaye araam karne ke unka ghar par koi dusra kaam nahi tha. bahu ki sewa se unki aatma trapt hoti jaa rahi thi.
Bedroom mein Tiya hamesha gaaliyaan khaati, ghar se baahar jaane par pabandi thi. Sirf saas-sasur ke saath hi kahin aa-ja sakti thi.
Wo koshish karti ki Sameer uski wajah se naraaz na raha kare, wo maa banne ke behad kareeb thi. use sada dar satata, kahin Sameer ki hinsa uske bachhe ko nuksaan na pahucha de magar Sameer ko ab jaise usse koi matlab tha hi nahi.
Kayi baar Tiya sochti wo Sameer se baat kare, akhir kyon wo itna badal gaya hai. wahin Sameer koi baat hi nahi karna chaahta tha, use to bas talaash thi. "Kab Tiya koi galti kare aur wo use range haathon pakde"
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Waqt aa gaya, Tiya ne ek swastha bachhe ko janm diya.
Mr. and Mrs. Gupta uske kareeb the, unhone bahu ko badhaiyaan di aur kayi ashirvaad bhi.
Sameer kaam ka bahaana bana kar hospital nahi aaya. Patni ko jab pati ki sabse jyada zaroorat mehsoos hoti hai, wo nadaarad raha.
"Jab Tiya apne yaar ko pati ki daulat chura kar de sakti hai, pati ki gair-haziri mein usse milne Delhi se Mumbai ja sakti hai tab to ye bachha uski bewafayi ka sabse bada saboot hai" uska tarq tha.
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Baat bahut aage badh chuki thi, Sameer ne faisla liya. "wo jald hi Tiya se talaaq le lega"
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"Mr. Sameer, kya saal bhar pehle aap ne koi chori ki report darz karwaayi thi ?" Delhi police inspector adil ne call par Sameer se poocha.
"Ji haan" Sameer jaise neend se jaaga.
Inspector:- "Koi 20 lakh ki rakam thi ?"
Sameer:- "Haan sir, poore 20 lakh hi the"
inspector:- "Mumbai crime branch ne do logo ko giraftaar kar Delhi police ko saunpa hai, jinke paas se 5 lakh cash baramad huye hain. ye wahi note hain jinke serial number aap ki report ke anusaar hume bank se mile the"
Sameer sun kar muskura utha, wo to Tiya ke khilaaf sirf ek chhota sa saboot chaahta tha lekin yahan to jaise use jackpot lag gaya tha.
Sameer:- "Sir, kya unhone kuchh kubool kiya ?"
inspector:- "bahut kuchh Mr. Sameer. wo pati-patni hain, aap ke bahut kareebi"
"kareebi ! ji main kuchh samjha nahi" Sameer ne naatak karte huye kaha.
Inspector:- "Balki bahut kareebi, ladki ne kubool kiya hai, 1 saal pehle usne aap se mandir mein shadi ki thi taaki 20 lakh ki rakam haasil kar sake. abhi dono hawaalat mein band hai aur jaanch zaari hai"
"Hawaalaat mein ?" Sameer hairaan hua, Tiya to bedroom mein so rahi thi. "aap ko kuchh galat-fehmi huyi hai sir"
inspector:- "galat-fehmi ke shikaar to aap hain Mr. Sameer, jis ladki ne aap se shadi ki aur paise chori kar bhaagi. uska naam Tiya hai aur jo bina shadi ke aap ke ghar mein reh rahi hai, jisne aap ka dil tootne se bachaaya. Ghar bikharne se bachaya, wo Riya hai"
"Riya ?" Sameer bhauchakka reh gaya.
inspector:- "Ji haan Mr. Sameer, wo Riya hai. Tiya ki judwa hamshaql behen. chehre ko bhool kar yadi aap awaaz par bhi dhyan dete to shayad aisi bhool kabhi na karte"
Sameer ka cell uske haath se chhut kar zameen par ja gira. Riya ne uske liye kya kiya aur usne Riya ke liye kya-kya kiya.
Beeti saari yaaden uske jehen mein ghoomne lagi aur jiske liye shayad wo khud ko kabhi maaf nahi kar paayega.
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"Ye tu kya keh rahi hai, tu aur Sameer to kal shadi karne waale ho na. fir ye Vijay ?" Riya apni behen ki apratyashit baat par chaunkte huye boli.
"Haan shadi to Sameer se hi kar rahi hoon lekin ..." Tiya kehte-kehte ruk gayi.
"Mujhe saaf-saaf bata akhir baat kya hai. Vijay to teri life se baahar ja chuka tha na ?" Riya ne poochha.
"Nahi, main aur Vijay aaj bhi ek doosre ko utna hi pyaar karte hain" Tiya boli.
Riya:- "To fir Sameer. kya tera usse pyar mahaj ek naatak hai ?"
Tiya:- "Vijay aur Sameer mein ek hi farq hai, Paisa. Sameer ke paas mujhe khone ke baad bhi bahut kuchh rahega. wo achhe ghar ka ladka hai lekin Vijay gareeb hai, mujhse bichhad kar wo zinda nahi reh paayega"
Riya:- "To ab kal ki shadi ka kya. kya Sameer ka dil nahi tootega ?"
"Shadi to meri kal hi hogi, wo bhi Sameer se lekin 10 dino ke liye" Tiya ne jaise visphot kiya.
"haan Riya, main kal Sameer se shadi karoongi kyon ki wo ek zariya hai jo meri aur Vijay ki aane waali life ko sudhaar sakta hai." Tiya bolti rahi.
Tiya:- "Sameer mere liye bahut paagal hai aur sirf 3 mahino ki jaan-pehchaan mein hi wo mujhse shadi karne ko bhi taiyaar ho gaya." Riya gaur se uski baat sun rahi thi.
Tiya:- "kuchh din pehle meri aur Vijay ki ladaayi huyi kyon ki wah nahi chaahta tha ki uski life partner banne ke baad main zara si bhi pareshaan rahoon aur wo mujhse alag hone ki baat karne laga. tu to jaanti hai behen, hum dono ek-doosre se kitna pyar karte hain aur isiliye maine ek plan banaaya"
"Kaisa plan aur tu kya karne waali hai ?" Riya ne jigyasavash poochha.
Tiya:- "Sameer humaari shadi ke baad ek flat kharidega aur iske liye usne 20 laakh cash ka itzaam kar rakha hai. kal main usse shadi karoongi aur jaise hi mere haath wo rakam aayi, main aur Vijay ye sheher chhod kar kahi door chale jaayenge" itna keh kar Tiya chhup ho gayi.
"Tiya" Riya zor se chillayi. "itna bada dhokha, wo bhi us insaan ke saath jisne tujhse be-inteha mohobbat ki. kitni khudgarz hai tu" wo baukhla uthi.
Tiya:- "Jaanti hoon ye dhokha Sameer seh nahi paayega lekin main kya karoon, Vijay ko chhod paana ab mere liye sambhav nahi"
"behen ek baar fir soch le. paisa to haath ka mail hai, aaj nahi to kal zaroor hoga par ...." Riya ki poori baat sunne se pehle hi Tiya ne use tok diya.
"Maine soch liya hai ki mujhe kya karna hai" wah boli.
"Tum dono to yahan se nikal jaaoge lekin mera kya ?" baat karne ke lehje se zahir hua, Riya ghabra gayi thi.
"fiqar na kar. Sameer sirf itna jaanta hai ki meri ek behen hai, hum anaath hain lekin saath nahi rehte. iske alaawa use kuchh nahi pata. usne kewal mera chehra dekha hai aur wo nahi jaanta ki hum dono ...." bolte-bolte Tiya ruk gayi kyon ki Riya gusse mein uth kar apne kamre ki or badh gayi thi.
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Dinner ke waqt dono ke beech koi khaas baat nahi huyi.
"Tu bhi mere aur Vijay ke saath chalegi. 20 lakh koi chhoti-moti rakam nahi hoti" Tiya ne kaha aur apni plates le kar kitchen mein chali gayi.
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Riya aaj apni behen se bahut naraaz thi. bachpan ka wo hadsa jisne unke maa-baap ko unse chhina tha, shayad uske baad pehli baar wo itna dukhi huyi thi.
Tiya ne bataaya tha ki Sameer usse bahut pyar karta hai. "sirf dhokha" Riya nahi jaanti thi.
Sameer ek-lauta tha, yahan Delhi mein job placement ki wajah se aaya tha. badhiya salary, dikhne mein bhi achha. sabse khaas baat Tiya se shadi ke liye apne gharwaalo se lada bhi tha.
"Kisi ka dil todne mein Riya tumhaara saath hargiz nahi degi, wo ja rahi hai aur ab usse kabhi na milna" kagaz ke tukde par ye likh kar wo Tiya ke kamre mein aayi.
Apni behen ka sota chehra dekh Riya ki ankhen namm hone lagi, wo uska hi ask thi. usne haath mein padka paper room-table par rakha aur kamre se baahar nikal gayi.
Is ghar se door, apni behen se door, beeti saari yaadon se door.
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Subah Tiya ne apna cell table se uthaya aur uski nazar us paper par padi jo raat mein Riya uske liye chhod gayi thi.
Paper par likha massege padhte hi wo daudti huyi apni behen ke kamre mein pahuchi lekin wahan use siwaaye sannaate ke kuchh na mila.
"Kyon kiya Riya tune aisa. main akele apne baare mein thodi soch rahi thi. akhir kab tak hum yun hi laachaari ki zindagi jeete" wo subakte huye saamne deewar par tangi apni behen ki tasveer ko dekhne lagi. jis mein use apna hi ask nazar aa raha tha.
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"Tiya, Main aaj bahut khush hoon jaan" shadi ke 7 phere poore hote hi Sameer ne use apni bahon mein utha kar kaha.
"Sameer, meri tabiyat thik nahi. ghar chalen" Tiya boli, ab tak uski ankhen namm thi.
Sameer:- "Haan-haan chalo" Halaaki usne Tiya ki laal ankhon par gaur zaroor kiya tha lekin un mein chhupe dard ka anumaan shayad uski khusi jaan, wo anjaan bana raha.
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Dono ghar aa gaye, jo office ki taraf se Sameer ko mila tha. Tiya khaali haath aayi thi. Sameer ka kehna tha, shadi ke baad wo uske beete jeevan ki purani sabhi yaadon ko mita dega.
"Kuchh din baad hum apne naye ghar mein honge" Sameer ki awaaz sun Tiya ka dhyaan toota, wo bistar par gumsum leti thi. Sameer uske kareeb aa kar baith gaya.
"Tiya, meri taraf dekho na" Sameer ne kaha lekin Tiya ne apni ankhen nahi kholi, wo jaanti thi aaj Sameer nahi rukega. ab tak to wo shadi ka havaala dekar use taalti aayi thi par aaj unki suhaag-raat thi.
"Lagta hai tum aise nahi maanogi" kaafi zor dene ke baad bhi Tiya ne koi response nahi diya to sameer jhuk kar uske honth choomne laga.
"Sameer" Tiya uski baahon mein sama gayi, wo use rokna chaahti thi lekin Sameer bahut aage badh chuka tha. achanak Tiya ki ankhon mein Vijay ka chehra ghooma aur purjor taaqat ke saath usne Sameer ko dhakka de diya.
"please Sameer ruk jaao, main iske liye abhi taiyaar nahi" wah roti huyi boli.
Sameer samajh-daar nikla, usne Tiya ke anurodh ka sammaan kiya aur bistar se uth kar sofe ki taraf chal pada.
"aaj to main bach gayi lekin aage kab tak" Tiya ne socha, use jo bhi karna tha jald hi karna tha warna Vijay ke saath bhi uski bewafaayi nishchit thi.
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"Jaan, main office se direct hotel pahuchunga. Tum mujhe wahin mil jaana, saath dinner karenge" ek shaam Sameer ke call ne Tiya ki mann maangi muraad poori kar di. wardrobe ke locker se usne 20 lakh ki rakam waala bag nikaala, personal cell ko reset kar hall ki table par chhod diya aur apne bhavishya ke sunahre safar ko anjaam dene nikal padi.
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Dono dinner table par the. Kaali saree pehni Tiya bala ki khoobsoorat lag rahi thi. Muskura rahi thi.
Tiya ke puraane behaviour aur abhi ke behaviour mein Sameer ko kafi changes nazar aaye. "Naye ghar ki khushi" aur aisa soch kar usne Tiya ke haath ko thaam liya.
"I love you Tiya" Sameer ne sirf itna kaha aur wo bhaavuk ho utha.
"Love you too Sameer" Tiya ki bhi palken bheeg gayi.
Unhone dinner enjoy kiya, ek doosre ko apne haath se khila rahe the aur akhir mein bill pay karne ke baad dono ghar ke liye nikal pade.
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"are ye kya ?" main gate se hall mein kadam rakhte hi Sameer kaanp utha. saara samaan ast-vyast tha. samjhte der na lagi ki uske ghar chori huyi hai.
"Tiya ye dekho, tumhara sapna toot gaya" bedroom ka khaali locker dikhaate huye Sameer ro pada. Tiya ke ansu bhi theher nahi paaye.
Raat mein police aayi, chaan-been ki aur kuchh zaroori sawal-jawab karne ke baad unhen aashwaasan de kar chali gayi.
Din beet-te gaye. chor ka kuchh pata nahi chala lekin udaas Sameer ko Tiya kafi hadd tak samhaal chuki thi, dono ab bhi usi puraane ghar me hi reh rahe the.
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"Tiya, mera suitcase ready kar dena. official meeting hai, mujhe Mumbai nikalna hoga" Sameer ne Tiya ko call par bataya aur uske office ka naukar Tiya se uska suitcase le gaya.
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Mumbai mein Sameer ko 10 din rehna tha, Tiya ke toote sapne ko dobaara poora karne ke liye ab wo jee jaan se mehnat kar raha tha. bhale 20 lakh chori chale gaye the lekin bank waalo ka karza bhi to use hi chukaana tha.
wahin Tiya bhi Sameer ke pyar ko dheere-dheere samjhti ja rahi thi aur isi ka nateeja raha, wo 3 maah ke garbh se thi.
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Aaj Sameer Mumbai ghoomne nikla. Use Tiya ke liye kuchh gift's lene the aur apna mind bhi fresh karna tha. unse taxi hire kar li.
Raaste mein trafic signal par taxi ruki, Sameer baahar ka nazaara dekh raha tha. achanak uski nigaahen road ki opposite side chalti ek ladki ke daayen haath par padi, jiski unglion ki grip ne ek kaale bag ko thaama hua tha aur uske baayen haath mein kisi mard ka haath tha. Dono road cross kar rahe the.
Sameer ek tak us bag ko dekhne laga. bag jaana-pehchaana tha "Ye to wahi bag hai, jisme maine 20 lakh cash rakh kar locker mein chhupaye the" foran uski ankhen bag se hat kar us ladki ke chehre par ja chipki.
"Tiya" wo karaah utha lekin jab tak taxi se baahar aane ka mann bana paata, signal ne badal kar aava-jaahi dobaara khol di aur taxi raftaar se aage badh gayi.
"Kya maine jo dekha wo koi sapna tha. meri Tiya, mera paisa aur wo mard, jo uske saath chal raha tha" Sameer ki behti ankhon ne use bata diya, wo haqeeqat thi.
"Itna bada dhokha. jiske liye main itni mehnat kar raha hoon, wo kisi aur mard ke saath" Sameer chaah kar bhi taxi nahi rukwa paaya lekin waapas hotel zaroor mudwa di.
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3 raaton se Sameer kewal gum mein dooba tha. na to wo naye hotel ke kamre se baahar nikala tha aur na hi usne office ki koi meeting attend ki thi.
"tring-tring" Kuchh der baad uska cell fir baja aur is baar wo cell par jhapta, use fenkta tabhi screen par aate naam ko padh kar uska mann badal gaya.
"Dad" foran beeti kayi yaadein uske jehen mein ghoom gayi aur angoothe ne khud-b-khud calling button press kar diya.
"Beta kitni der se call try kar raha hoon. kya ab tak naraaz hai apne dad se ?" call ki doosri taraf se uske pita ki ruaasi awaaz aane lagi.
"Dad mujhe maaf kar dijiye" Sameer bhi fafak pada "Mujhe laga, aap mujhse naraaz hain"
"Naraaz to tha aur hamehsa rehta, agar bahu ka call na aaya hota to" uske pita ne kaha.
"Tiya ne aap ko call kiya tha ?" Sameer sun kar hairan hua, apni bewafa patni ka naam bolte waqt uske tan-badan mein aag lag rahi thi.
"haan Sameer, aaj subah hi uska call aaya tha. wo tujhse contact nahi kar pa rahi thi aur tere office waalo ko bhi tera kuchh pata nahi tha to usne mujhe call kiya aur hum seedhe delhi aa gaye" Mr. Gupta bole.
Sameer:- "Aap aur mom ghar par hain ?"
"Haan bete, teri mom ki tabiyat kharaab hai aur bahu ka bhi ro-ro kar bura haal hai. tu bas ghar laut aa, hum sab teri raah dekh rahe hain" Kuchh aur baaton ke baad call cut ho gaya.
Sameer ne apne pita ko promise kiya ki wo agli hi flight se Delhi waapas aa jaayega, wo log chinta na karen lekin ajeeb se khayalaat uske mann ko ghere huye the.
Tiya ko usne 3 din pehle isi sheher mein dekha tha aur ab wo Delhi mein hai.
"flight se waapas jaane mein kitna waqt lagta hai, meri ankhen dhokha nahi kha sakti" hotel check-out karte waqt usne socha.
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Subah ke waqt Sameer Delhi tha.
Ghar ke andar aate hi wo apne mata-pita ke charno mein gir pada. Pichhle 1 saal baad wo unse mila tha. Mr. and Mrs. Gupta bahut khush huye.
Wahin doosri or uske dil mein Tiya ke liye nafrat hi nafrat panap rahi thi. uske mata-pita ghar par the isliye wo bilkul khamosh raha. Tiya se usne aisi koi baat nahi ki jisse uske mata-pita ko koi kasht pahuche. unhe pata chale ki unke bete ne ek aisi ladki se shadi ki hai, jo bewafa thi. badchalan thi aur chor bhi.
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"beta, itna bada business hai apna. tu kab tak naukari ke jhanjhat mein pada rahega" nashte ki table par Mr. Gupta apne bete se baatein kar rahe the. shaam ko unki Jaipur ki flight thi.
"Main bhi yahi soch rahi thi" Mrs. Gupta boli. "Bahu, ki dekh-bhal ab bahut zaroori hai beta" unka ishara Tiya ke garbh se tha aur jise samajhte hi wo sharmakar kitchen mein chali gayi.
"Pehli baar mujhe is nalayak par garv ho raha hai, sameer ki maa" Mr. Gupta haste huye bole. "iski pasand par mujhe naaz hai"
"Aap hi naraaz rehte the. maine to kayi baar kaha tha, bete ki khushi samajh kar bhool jaao. us waqt meri baat maani hoti to roz aisi hi khatir-daari hoti aap ki" Mrs. Gupta chehki.
"dekh Sameer, hum bahu ko apne saath le ja rahe hain. tu bhi jald se jald isteefa dekar Jaipur aa jaana" nashta khatam hone ke baad buzurgo ki ye baat Sameer taal nahi paaya.
"ji dad, main aap teeno ki ticket's book kar deta hoon. " wo mann masos kar bola.
Shaam ko sabhi airport pahuche. Sameer ko zara bhi waqt nahi mil paaya tha Tiya se baat karne ka. Saas-sasur se ghiri jo rehti thi.
"Pahuchne ke baad khabar kar denge, tu apna khayaal rakhna aur jald hi laut ana. Ghar tere bina soona rahega beta" Mr. Gupta bole.
"ji zaroor" Sameer ne apne mata-pita ke pair chhuye aur Tiya ko ajeeb si nazron se ghoorta hua airport se baahar nikal gaya.
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Sameer ko Jaipur aaye 1 mahina ho chuka tha.
Tiya ke Delhi chhodne ke baad wo chain se nahi so paaya tha. usne Tiya se sambandhit har us chiz dhoondha jo uske gunaah ko saabit kar paati.
Call detail's, bank statement's, apna poora ghar khangaal daala lekin use koi jaankaari haasil nahi ho paayi.
Waqt badhta gaya aur Sameer ka atyachaar bhi. mata-pita ki nazar bacha kar wo aksar Tiya par chillata aur use be-rahmo ki tarah peetne lagta.
Tiya ki samajh se pare ki Sameer mein aisa hinsak parivartan kaise aur kyon aaya, wo chaah kar bhi apne saas-sasur se kuchh nahi keh paati. paani sar se kaafi oopar nikal chuka tha lekin apni hone wali aulaad ke pyar mein wo sab kuchh sehti jaati.
Mr. and Mrs. Gupta ke din to maze mein kat rahe the, siwaaye araam karne ke unka ghar par koi dusra kaam nahi tha. bahu ki sewa se unki aatma trapt hoti jaa rahi thi.
Bedroom mein Tiya hamesha gaaliyaan khaati, ghar se baahar jaane par pabandi thi. Sirf saas-sasur ke saath hi kahin aa-ja sakti thi.
Wo koshish karti ki Sameer uski wajah se naraaz na raha kare, wo maa banne ke behad kareeb thi. use sada dar satata, kahin Sameer ki hinsa uske bachhe ko nuksaan na pahucha de magar Sameer ko ab jaise usse koi matlab tha hi nahi.
Kayi baar Tiya sochti wo Sameer se baat kare, akhir kyon wo itna badal gaya hai. wahin Sameer koi baat hi nahi karna chaahta tha, use to bas talaash thi. "Kab Tiya koi galti kare aur wo use range haathon pakde"
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Waqt aa gaya, Tiya ne ek swastha bachhe ko janm diya.
Mr. and Mrs. Gupta uske kareeb the, unhone bahu ko badhaiyaan di aur kayi ashirvaad bhi.
Sameer kaam ka bahaana bana kar hospital nahi aaya. Patni ko jab pati ki sabse jyada zaroorat mehsoos hoti hai, wo nadaarad raha.
"Jab Tiya apne yaar ko pati ki daulat chura kar de sakti hai, pati ki gair-haziri mein usse milne Delhi se Mumbai ja sakti hai tab to ye bachha uski bewafayi ka sabse bada saboot hai" uska tarq tha.
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Baat bahut aage badh chuki thi, Sameer ne faisla liya. "wo jald hi Tiya se talaaq le lega"
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"Mr. Sameer, kya saal bhar pehle aap ne koi chori ki report darz karwaayi thi ?" Delhi police inspector adil ne call par Sameer se poocha.
"Ji haan" Sameer jaise neend se jaaga.
Inspector:- "Koi 20 lakh ki rakam thi ?"
Sameer:- "Haan sir, poore 20 lakh hi the"
inspector:- "Mumbai crime branch ne do logo ko giraftaar kar Delhi police ko saunpa hai, jinke paas se 5 lakh cash baramad huye hain. ye wahi note hain jinke serial number aap ki report ke anusaar hume bank se mile the"
Sameer sun kar muskura utha, wo to Tiya ke khilaaf sirf ek chhota sa saboot chaahta tha lekin yahan to jaise use jackpot lag gaya tha.
Sameer:- "Sir, kya unhone kuchh kubool kiya ?"
inspector:- "bahut kuchh Mr. Sameer. wo pati-patni hain, aap ke bahut kareebi"
"kareebi ! ji main kuchh samjha nahi" Sameer ne naatak karte huye kaha.
Inspector:- "Balki bahut kareebi, ladki ne kubool kiya hai, 1 saal pehle usne aap se mandir mein shadi ki thi taaki 20 lakh ki rakam haasil kar sake. abhi dono hawaalat mein band hai aur jaanch zaari hai"
"Hawaalaat mein ?" Sameer hairaan hua, Tiya to bedroom mein so rahi thi. "aap ko kuchh galat-fehmi huyi hai sir"
inspector:- "galat-fehmi ke shikaar to aap hain Mr. Sameer, jis ladki ne aap se shadi ki aur paise chori kar bhaagi. uska naam Tiya hai aur jo bina shadi ke aap ke ghar mein reh rahi hai, jisne aap ka dil tootne se bachaaya. Ghar bikharne se bachaya, wo Riya hai"
"Riya ?" Sameer bhauchakka reh gaya.
inspector:- "Ji haan Mr. Sameer, wo Riya hai. Tiya ki judwa hamshaql behen. chehre ko bhool kar yadi aap awaaz par bhi dhyan dete to shayad aisi bhool kabhi na karte"
Sameer ka cell uske haath se chhut kar zameen par ja gira. Riya ne uske liye kya kiya aur usne Riya ke liye kya-kya kiya.
Beeti saari yaaden uske jehen mein ghoomne lagi aur jiske liye shayad wo khud ko kabhi maaf nahi kar paayega.
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(Originally written by ajaykumar82 in XP contest.)
(Originally written by ajaykumar82 in XP contest.)
Taarikh-14-February-2010
Aditya is waqt college campus ke bahar apne haathon mein laal gulab liye anjali ke aane ka badi hi besabri se intezar kar raha tha. Ek taraf uska dil bahut zoron se dhadak raha tha wahin dusari taraf uske chehrey par ghabrahat aur durr bhi they. Uske dil mein baar baar bus ek hi sawal uth rahe they ki kya anjali uske pyar ko accept karegi?? kya wo uske zazbateion ki kadar karegi.?? kya uske dil mein uskey liye zara bhi pyaar hain. kabhi wo apne aap ko samjhata to kabhi anjali ke aane ki raah takta.
Thodi deer baad usey anjali apne kuch saheiliyon ke saath aati dikhayi deti hain.wo bade pyaar usey dekh raha tha. aaj bhi uske chehrey par wahin sadgi thi jissey usey humesha se pyaar tha. wo to bus isi ada par uspar murr mita tha. jaise hi anjali uske kareeb aati hain wo jhat se uske samney aakar khada ho jata hai apne haathon mein wahin laal gulab liye.
Anjali ek nazar usey ghoor kar dekhti hain fir wo turant aagey badh jati hain magar agle hi pal aditya ki harkateion se anjali ke badhtey kadam wahin ruk jate hain. aditya ne jhat se anjali ka haath tham liya tha ye dekhkar anjali ka chehra gussey se laal padh jata hain.
Anjali-ye kya badhtamizi hain aditya. main kehti hoon chodho mera haath.
Aditya jhat se anjali ka haath chodh deta hain aur wahin anjali ke samney aakar ghutnon ke bal baith jata hain aur jis haath mein phool tha wo haath turant aage badha deta hain.
Aditya- sorry anjali maine tumhara haath pakda. main tumhein aise apne se door jata hua dekhkar main apne zazbaat ko rok na paya. main tumhara yahan par pichley do ghanton se intezar kar raha hoon.
Anjali abhi bhi aditya ko sawal bhare nazreion se dekh rahi thi. usey kuch samajh mein nahin aa raha tha ki wo aditya ke bateion ka kya jawab dein.
Aditya- will you be my valentine?? aditya apne bhavnawon aur zazbaton ko apne vash mein kartey hue bola. na jane kyon usey poora yakeen tha ki anjali uske pyaar ko accept kar legi.
Anjali is waqt bahut gussey mein thi usey aditya ke in harkateion par bahut gussa aa raha tha. uski sari saheli wahin khade hokar uspar hans rahi thi jissey usey aur bhi bura feel ho raha tha. anjali ko aise khamosh khada dekhkar aditya dubara bol padta hain.
Aditya- aapne mere sawalon ka jawab nahin diya. Will you be my valentine?? jaise hi ye sawal khatam hote tabhi aditya ke galon par ek kaskar tamacha padta hain jissey uska chehra laal padh jata hain. aditya apne gal par haath rakh leta hai aur chup chaap apni nazrein wahin neechay jhuka leta hain.
Anjali- tumne ye kaise soch liya ki main tumse pyaar karti hoon. na mujhe tumse kabhi pyaar tha, na hain, aur na hi rahega. Main tum jaise ladkon ko aachey se janti hoon. Dosti aur pyaar ki aad lekar tum hum ladkiyon ke bhavnawon aur unke badan ke saath khelna aacha se jante ho. Now get out from here. aab tumhein mere khyal se mera jawab mil gaya hoga.
Aditya ke aankhon se aansoon chalak padtey hain aur wo jhat se apne dono haath anjali ke samney jodh leta hain-iam sorry anjali shayad main hi galat tha. kya karun main apne dil ke haathon mazboor tha is liye aaj apne aap ko rok nahin paya. Na jane kyon mujhe aisa laga ki tumhare dil mein bhi mere liye thodi si jagah hain. Magar shayad ye meri bhool thi. aacha kiya jo tumne mera bhram tod diya. aaj ke baad mera tumse vaada hain ki main tumhare raaste mein kabhi nahin aawonga. Kabhi apni ye manhoos shakal tumhein nahin dikhaunga. Itna bolkar wo turant wahan se rotey hue campus se bahar chala jata hain. anjali ek nazar usey jata hua dekh rahi thi aaj uske paas aditya ke sawalon ka koi jawab na tha. Magar aaj aditya ki baatein uske dil mein kisi sui ki tarah chubh rahi thi.
Magar koi tha jo ye sab harkat bade gaur se dekh raha tha. Jaise hi anjali aagey badhti hain wo sakhsh jhat se uske samney aakar khadi ho jati hain. Anjali ki nazar jab uspar padhti hain uske badhtey kadam wahin ruk jate hain. Wo sakhsh thi kavya. Wo tali bajate hue anjali ke paas aati hain.
Kavya- Waah anajli waah!! Kya jawab diya hain tumne aditya ko. Mujhe tumse yehi umeed thi. Kitne armaanon se wo apni dil ki baat tumse kaha tha magar tumne badi aasani se uske pyaar ko thukraa diya. ek pal ke liye bhi ye nahin socha ki uske dil par kya gujeregi. tumhara dil sach mein paathar hain. tumse to pyaar ki umeed karna bhi bekar hain.
Anjali- tumhein bahut fikar hain uski. agar tumhein uska itna hi khyaal hain to jakar kyon nahin tham leti uska haath. mere paas pyaar jaise faltu cheezon ke liye time nahin hain. Aur ye meri zindagi hain to tum kaun hoti ho ye faisla karney wali.
Kavya- bahut guroor hain na tumhein apni khubsurati par. ye mat bhoolon ki duniya mein tumse haseen aur bhi hain magar pyaar har kisi ko naseeb nahin hota. aaj pyaar tumhare darwaze par dastak de raha hain please isey mutt thukrawo. Kahin aisa na ho ki isi pyaar ke liye tumhein puri zindadi bhar pachtana padey.
Anjali- maine keh diya ki mujhe ye sab faltu cheezon mein koi intrest nahin hain. aacha hoga ki tum mere rasta chodh do. Tabhi kavya uske nazdeek aati hain aur jhat se anjali ka haath pakad leti hain.
Kavya- tum janna chahti ho na ki mera aditya se kya rista hain. aawo aaj main tumhein sab batati hoon. aur kavya usey jhat se apni car ke pass le jati hain aur usey ander baithney ka ishara karti hain. anjali bina kisi sawal jawab ke us car mein jakar baith jati hain. thodi deer baad wo car ek bade se ghar ke paas jakar rukati hain. anjali bade gaur se us ghar ko dekh rahi thi. kavya fir us ghar ke ander jati hain wahin main door par ek bada sa tala laga hua tha. Wo us ghar ka lock kholti hain uske peechay peechay anjali bhi ander dakhil hoti hain.
Wo ghar kafi bada tha. tabhi wo ek kamrey mein jaise hi enter hoti hain uske badhtey kadam wahin jam jate hain. poorey kamrey mein anjali ki photo deewar par lagi hui thi. wo wahin chup chaap khadi hokar idher udher dekhney lagti hain.
Kavya- tum soch rahi hogi ki tumhari tasveer yahan kaise aayi. aur ye ghar kiska hain. To suno ye ghar aditya ka hain. aur mera uske saath wahi rista hain jo ek bhai ka behan ke saath hota hain. magar afsos ki aditya ki koi behan nahin hain isliye maine usey apne bhai ki tarah mana hain.
Tabhi kavya wahin ek almari kholti hain aur usmein se kareeb 5 dairy bahar nikalti hain aur wahin anjali ke samney bister par rakh deti hain. har dairy par saal likha hua tha jo 2005 se shuru tha aur 2010 par jakar khatam hua tha. Anjali ko is samay kuch bhi samajh nahin aa raha tha ki kavya ussey kya batana chahti hain.
Anjali-ye sab kya hain kavya???aur ye sab kaisi dairy hain.
Kavya- khud hi padh lo. is dairy se tumhara bahut ghehra sambandh hain. Khair chodho tumhare paas to itna waqt nahin hoga ki tum ek ek dairy padne baitho. aur waise bhi tumhein pyar vyaar sab fizol ki batein hi lagti hain. aacha hoga ki main hi tumhein short mein bata deti hoon. fir kavya 2005,2006 ki dairy apne haath mein utha leti hain.
Kavya- Is Dairy mein wo sari baatein likhi hain jab aditya ne tumhein pehli baar dekha tha. wo tumhari sadgi par pehli hi nazar mein apna dil tumpar har baitha tha. is dairy mein usney tumhari har ek choti se choti baat likhi hui hain. tumhari pasand na pasand, tumhara shauk, har ek cheez ka ismein zikra hain.
Itna kehkar wo dono dairy anjali ke haathon mein thama deti hain. anjali chup chaap wo diary ke panney palatney lagti hain. jaise jaise anjali dairy ke panney palat rahi thi waise waise anjali ke chehrey ke bhaav bhi badal rahein they. Tabhi kavya 2007,2008 ki dairy apne haath mein utha leti hain.
Kavya- aditya ne poorey do saal bus tumhein dekhney mein guzar they. Fir itefaq se ek din jab bus stop par tumne ussey pehli baar HI!!! kaha tha tab se wo apne gadi se college jana band kar diya tha aur har roz wo tumhara usi bus stop par intezar karta tha. Jis samay tum college ke first year mein thi aditya wahin second year mein tha. magar uska subject dusara tha. Jab bhi wo thoda free hota wo chup chup ka tumhein dekhta rehta.
Waqt gujarta gaya aur usney tumhare samney kai baar aane ki himmat ki magar wo apne dil ki baat apne juban par na la saka. tabhi kavya almairi mein se aditya ki marksheet nikal kar anjali ke samney rakh deti hain. ye dekho pehle aur last year mein uska B.Sc mein 78% tha. aur second year mein 67% hua. Aur final year mein Fail. Fir uske baad bus 51% se final year mein usney B.Sc paas kiya tha. aur fir uske baad janti ho usney jaan boojh kar apna stream change kiya aur M.Sc ke bajaye usney M.Com select kiya.
Jab tumhara B.Com final year khatam hua tab usney M.Com mein admission liya. sabne usey bahut samjhaya magar usney apne aagey kisi ki baat nahin mani. waise to ye possible nahin hota hain magar uske papa bahut bade jane mane doctor they is wajah se aditya ko koi dikkat nahin hui. aur aditya ne jaisa socha tha waisa hua.
Jab tum uske class mein aayi tab wo aksar tumhare paas aane ki koshish karta. waqt gujarta gaya aur aditya ne tumse dosti bhi kar li. Wo aksar campus mein camera le aata aur chori chori tumhari photo liya karta tha. ye jo deewar par dekh rahi ho ye sab photo aditya ne hi keechey hain. waqt ke saath saath uski deewangi bhi tumhare liye badhti gayi. magar tumhein pyaar naam se hi chid thi to bhala tum uske pyaar ko kaise samajhti. usney to kai baari koshish ki apne dil ka haal tumhein bataya bhi tha magar tumne usey mazak mein taal diya tha. Itna bolkar kavya dubara khamosh ho jati hain.
Kavya fir aagey badhkar wahin rakha ek photo apne haath mein utha leti hain- tum janti ho in tasveer mein kiski photo hain. anjali bade dhyaan se us tasveer ko dekhney lagti hain aur fir naa mein apni garden hila deti hain.
Kavya- ye aditya ke maa baap hain. jo aab is duniya mein nahin rahein. aditya aaj bilkul akela hain. is duniya mein uska mere siwa aur koi nahin hain. fir kavya usi dairy ke paaney palatney lagti hain. Fir ek taarikh par aakar wo ruk jati hain. fir thodi deer khamosh rehkar wo dubara bolti hain.
15-sep-2009 mere khyal se ye din tumhein aache se yaad hoga. is din aditya ke sir se uske maa baap ka saya humesha ke liye uth gaya tha. Uske ek din pehle aditya ne tumhein propose bhi kiya tha magar shayad tumhein uski baat mazak lagi thi. aur isi mazak ko tumne dusare din aditya ko bewkoof bhi banaya tha. kuch yaad aaya ki aur main tumhein kuch aur yaad dilawon.
Anjali apne dimag par thoda zor dalti hain aur thodi deer mein uske aankhon ke samney wo sari ghatnayein kisi film ki tarah usey dikhayi dene lagti hain.
Anjali- haan wo to bus maine ussey mazak kiya tha. bus maine uske saath thodi dillagi ki thi.
Kavya ke chehrey par gussey ke bhav saaf chalak rahein they- dillagi……..mazak!! aaj tumhare usi dillagi ki wajah se uske maa baap ka saya uske sir se hamesha ke liye uth gaya. janti ho us din kya hua tha. nahin na…….main batati hoon tumhein.
Kavya- tumne aditya se ye kaha tha ki tum juhi park mein ussey milne aawogi. wo bechara subeh se bin khaye piye tumhare aane ki raah takta raha. Usi din uske maa baap ka car accident ho gaya jab wo dono sehar ke bahar jaa rahein they. Usi waqt unhein hospital mein admit karwaya gaya aur ye khabar aditya ko bhi de di gayi. Thodi deer baad uski maa ne wahin dum tod diya. Us waqt uske baap ko uski khoon ki zaroorat thi aur aditya ka blood group uske papa se match karta tha. us waqt blood bank mein B (Negative) group ka blood available nahin tha. aur aditya chahta to wo aakar hospital mein apne papa ko khoon dekar unhein bacha sakta tha magar usney aisa nahin kiya. janti ho kyon??
Kavya- kyon ki usey ye durr tha ki kahin wo apne papa ke paas aa gaya aur is beech tum ussey milne aa gayi to tumhein is baat ki takleef hogi. us waqt aditya dorahe par khada tha ek taraf usey apne maa baap ko chunna tha wahin dusari taraf tumhein. Magar afsoos aaj uske paas dono hi nahin hain. ek ghantey baad usey khabar mili ki uske papa bhi nahin rahein tab wo rotey hue apne maa baap ke paas aaya aur na jane kitne deer tak usney wahan aansoon bahaye they.
Koi agar aaj aditya ke jagah hota to wo tumse itni nafrat karta magar uska dil na jane kis mitti ka bana hain. itna sab hone ke bawjood aaj bhi wo tumhein deewanon ki tarah chahta hain. Jin 5 salon mein log apni carrier banana mein laga dete hain wo un 5 salon mein bus tumhein pane ke liye sab kuch tyaag kar diya. Yahan tak ki apne maa baap bhi. Aab tum hi kaho koi hain is duniya mein aisa pyaar karne wala. aur kavya wahin foo foot kar roo padti hain. aaj kavya ki baateion se anjali ke aankhon mein bhi aansoon aa gaye they. aaj usney pehli baar is pyaar ko mehsoos kiya tha. usney to kabhi socha bhi nahin tha ki koi kisi se itna bhi pyaar kar sakta hain.
Anjali jhat se kavya ke pairon mein girr jati hain aur wahin foot foot kar roo padti hain. aaj usey ehsaas ho chukka tha ki usney kitni badi bhool ki hain. aaj uski aankhon mein praschatap ke aansoon they. aaj uski sari kadwahat door ho gayi thi. Tabhi kavya ka mobile par call aata hain. kavya turant phone receive karti hain.
Udher se- can I speak to miss kavya. do you know aditya Sharma.
Kavya ke chehrey par pareshani aur durr saaf dikhayi dene lagte hain- haan main kavya bol rahi hoon. ji aap kaun. Aur aapko mera number kahan se mila.
Doctor- mujhe aapka number aditya ke mobile se mila aur dekhiye main kaun hoon ye janana zaroor nahin hain bus itna samajh lijiye ki mr.aditya ne zehar kha liya hain aur is samay unki halat bahut critical hain. aap jitni jaldi ho sake navjeewan hospital aa jaiye.
kavya wahin jhat se baith jati hain aur uski aankhon se aansoon ka sailaab ek baar fir se umad padta hain. anjali jhat se uske paas jati hain aur usey awaaz deti hain magar kavya kuch nahin kehti. fir wo usey kaskar jhankorti hain aur kavya turant cheekh padti hain aur ek ek kar sari baatein anjali ko batati chali jati hain.
Anjali ke bhi hosh udd jate hain aur wo bhi wahin roney lagti hai. wo turant kavya ko car mein baithi hain aur turant hospital ki ore chal deti hain. poorey raste bhar wo ishwar se yehi duwa kar rahi thi ki aditya kaise bhi bach jaye. Uska dil bahut ghabraa raha tha. Jis pyaar se aaj tak usey nafrat thi aaj wo usi pyaar ke liye us rab se duwa maang rahi thi. thodi deer baad wo hospital pahuncthi hain is samay kavya behosh thi gehre sadme se. usey bhi private ward mein shift kar diya jata hain. Aur anjali apne dhadkatey dil se wahin doctor ke paas jati hain.
Anjali- aabhi kuch deer pehle phone aaya tha aditya naam ka .....tabhi wahin ek doctor baitha tha wo uthkar turant anjali ke paas aata hain.
Doctor- maine hi phone kiya tha. aap kaun???
Anjali- ji main……….main…..anjali.
Doctor- aacha to tum hi wo ladki ho jiske wajah se us ladke ne apni jaan di. Iam sorry to say but he is no more. tumne aane mein aaj bahut deer kar di. zehar uske sharer mein 90% fail chukka tha jissey hum ussey bacha na sakey. Haan martey waqt usney ek kagaz ka tukdaa diya tha. Aur ye bhi kaha tha ki wo isey tum tak pahuncha dein.
Doctor ki baat sunkar anjali wahin jameen par dham se gir padhti hain aur wahin foot foot kar rone lagti hain. doctor kuch deer tak wahin khamosh khada rehta hain fir wo anjali ke paas aata hain aur uske kandhey par apna haath rakh deta hain. Aur usey chup karata hain.
Anjali- main aditya ko ek baar dekhna chahti hoon. anjali bade mushkilon se apne zazbaateion ko sambhaltey hue kehti hain.
Doctor- theek hain aur fir wo doctor ek warden ko bulata hain aur usey anjali ko morgue room mein bhej deta hain. jaise jaise ajnali ke kadam aagey badh rahein they waise waise anjali ki dil ki dhadkanein badhti jaa rahi thi. wo bahut himmat karke wahan jati hain aur thodi deer baad aditya ki laash uske samney rakhi milti hain. Jaise hi aditya ka chehra anjali ke aankhon ke samney aata hain wo lagbhag cheekh padti hain. aur wahin uske seenay par apna sir rakhakar roo padti hain.
Aaj uski aankhon mein pachyataap ke aansoon they. Wo bahut deer tak wahin roti rehti hain. Tabhi wo jhat se us kagaz ke tukdey ko nikalti hain aur usey padhney lagti hain.
letter ki shabdon mein………
Anjali aaj mujhe tumse bahut umeed thi ki tum mere pyaar ko apna logi magar tumne meri zazbateion ki zara bhi kadra nahin ki. In 5 salon mein bus maine tumhein pal pal mehsoos kiya hain. Bus tumhein deewanon ki tarah chaha hain. Tumhein pooja hain. magar dukh is baat ka hain ki tum mere pyaar ko samajh na saki. Aur aaj main khud itna mazboor ho gaya tha ki main tumhare bin ek pal aur nahin jee sakta tha is liye mujhe aisa kadam uthana pada. Marney ka mujhe bilkul gum hain gum to is baat ka hain ki itne saal beet jane par bhi main tumhare ander is pyaar ko na jaga saka. Ho sake to mujhe maaf kar dena. Tumhara jo kabhi na ho saka…..aditya.
Anjali wahin gumsum si baith hui thi. aaj uski aankhon mein aditya ke liye tadap thi. Aaj pehli baar uske dil mein is pyaar ke liye kuch armaan jage they magar wo jalney ke pehley hi bujh gaye they. usey aaj apne aap se nafrat ho gayi thi. Aaj siwaye pachtawe ke usey kuch hasil nahin hone wala tha.
THREE YEARS LATER
Aaj meri shadi ho chuki hain vishal se. aur mera ek baby bhi hain jiska naam maine aditya rakha hain. Vishal meri bahut care karta hain magar kahin na kahin mujhe aaj bhi aditya ki kami har pal satati rehti hain. aaj taarikh 14-feb-2013 hain. Main kaise is din ko bhool sakti hoon. Aaj ke din to bichdey premi mila karte hain magar aaj ke din maine apne aditya ko humesha ke liye kho diya tha. Bhagwaan na kare kisi ko aisa valentine ka tohfaa bhi mile. Jeete jee to main aditya ke pyaar ko na samajh saki magar uske marney ke baad mujhe uske pyaar ka ehsaas hua. Kaash ye dhai akshar ka prem main pehle samajh pati to ye pachtawa mujhe zindagi bhar kabhi na hota. vishal mujhe bahut chahta hai magar aaj bhi mere dil mein kuch khalipan ,kuch soonapan hain jo pal pal mujhe pareshan karta hain. shayad aditya ki kami ka ehsaas……
Aaj subeh maine ek khwaab dekha aaj aditya apne haathon mein phool liye khada tha aur wo mere paas aaya aur usney bade pyaar se mere lab choomey aur muskurate hue bus ye kaha- Will you be my valentine?? Aur main bus muskurakar uski bahon mein itna hi keh payi……..haan aditya haan main tumhari valentine banungi. Jab aankh khuli to mehaz bus ek sapna tha wo sapna jo kabhi sach nahin ho sakta tha. Haan shayad yehi to pyaar tha jo har pal humesha mujhe aditya ko aaj bhi apne dil mein zinda rakhey hue tha.shayad...Yehi wo pyaar tha......
The End.
Aditya is waqt college campus ke bahar apne haathon mein laal gulab liye anjali ke aane ka badi hi besabri se intezar kar raha tha. Ek taraf uska dil bahut zoron se dhadak raha tha wahin dusari taraf uske chehrey par ghabrahat aur durr bhi they. Uske dil mein baar baar bus ek hi sawal uth rahe they ki kya anjali uske pyar ko accept karegi?? kya wo uske zazbateion ki kadar karegi.?? kya uske dil mein uskey liye zara bhi pyaar hain. kabhi wo apne aap ko samjhata to kabhi anjali ke aane ki raah takta.
Thodi deer baad usey anjali apne kuch saheiliyon ke saath aati dikhayi deti hain.wo bade pyaar usey dekh raha tha. aaj bhi uske chehrey par wahin sadgi thi jissey usey humesha se pyaar tha. wo to bus isi ada par uspar murr mita tha. jaise hi anjali uske kareeb aati hain wo jhat se uske samney aakar khada ho jata hai apne haathon mein wahin laal gulab liye.
Anjali ek nazar usey ghoor kar dekhti hain fir wo turant aagey badh jati hain magar agle hi pal aditya ki harkateion se anjali ke badhtey kadam wahin ruk jate hain. aditya ne jhat se anjali ka haath tham liya tha ye dekhkar anjali ka chehra gussey se laal padh jata hain.
Anjali-ye kya badhtamizi hain aditya. main kehti hoon chodho mera haath.
Aditya jhat se anjali ka haath chodh deta hain aur wahin anjali ke samney aakar ghutnon ke bal baith jata hain aur jis haath mein phool tha wo haath turant aage badha deta hain.
Aditya- sorry anjali maine tumhara haath pakda. main tumhein aise apne se door jata hua dekhkar main apne zazbaat ko rok na paya. main tumhara yahan par pichley do ghanton se intezar kar raha hoon.
Anjali abhi bhi aditya ko sawal bhare nazreion se dekh rahi thi. usey kuch samajh mein nahin aa raha tha ki wo aditya ke bateion ka kya jawab dein.
Aditya- will you be my valentine?? aditya apne bhavnawon aur zazbaton ko apne vash mein kartey hue bola. na jane kyon usey poora yakeen tha ki anjali uske pyaar ko accept kar legi.
Anjali is waqt bahut gussey mein thi usey aditya ke in harkateion par bahut gussa aa raha tha. uski sari saheli wahin khade hokar uspar hans rahi thi jissey usey aur bhi bura feel ho raha tha. anjali ko aise khamosh khada dekhkar aditya dubara bol padta hain.
Aditya- aapne mere sawalon ka jawab nahin diya. Will you be my valentine?? jaise hi ye sawal khatam hote tabhi aditya ke galon par ek kaskar tamacha padta hain jissey uska chehra laal padh jata hain. aditya apne gal par haath rakh leta hai aur chup chaap apni nazrein wahin neechay jhuka leta hain.
Anjali- tumne ye kaise soch liya ki main tumse pyaar karti hoon. na mujhe tumse kabhi pyaar tha, na hain, aur na hi rahega. Main tum jaise ladkon ko aachey se janti hoon. Dosti aur pyaar ki aad lekar tum hum ladkiyon ke bhavnawon aur unke badan ke saath khelna aacha se jante ho. Now get out from here. aab tumhein mere khyal se mera jawab mil gaya hoga.
Aditya ke aankhon se aansoon chalak padtey hain aur wo jhat se apne dono haath anjali ke samney jodh leta hain-iam sorry anjali shayad main hi galat tha. kya karun main apne dil ke haathon mazboor tha is liye aaj apne aap ko rok nahin paya. Na jane kyon mujhe aisa laga ki tumhare dil mein bhi mere liye thodi si jagah hain. Magar shayad ye meri bhool thi. aacha kiya jo tumne mera bhram tod diya. aaj ke baad mera tumse vaada hain ki main tumhare raaste mein kabhi nahin aawonga. Kabhi apni ye manhoos shakal tumhein nahin dikhaunga. Itna bolkar wo turant wahan se rotey hue campus se bahar chala jata hain. anjali ek nazar usey jata hua dekh rahi thi aaj uske paas aditya ke sawalon ka koi jawab na tha. Magar aaj aditya ki baatein uske dil mein kisi sui ki tarah chubh rahi thi.
Magar koi tha jo ye sab harkat bade gaur se dekh raha tha. Jaise hi anjali aagey badhti hain wo sakhsh jhat se uske samney aakar khadi ho jati hain. Anjali ki nazar jab uspar padhti hain uske badhtey kadam wahin ruk jate hain. Wo sakhsh thi kavya. Wo tali bajate hue anjali ke paas aati hain.
Kavya- Waah anajli waah!! Kya jawab diya hain tumne aditya ko. Mujhe tumse yehi umeed thi. Kitne armaanon se wo apni dil ki baat tumse kaha tha magar tumne badi aasani se uske pyaar ko thukraa diya. ek pal ke liye bhi ye nahin socha ki uske dil par kya gujeregi. tumhara dil sach mein paathar hain. tumse to pyaar ki umeed karna bhi bekar hain.
Anjali- tumhein bahut fikar hain uski. agar tumhein uska itna hi khyaal hain to jakar kyon nahin tham leti uska haath. mere paas pyaar jaise faltu cheezon ke liye time nahin hain. Aur ye meri zindagi hain to tum kaun hoti ho ye faisla karney wali.
Kavya- bahut guroor hain na tumhein apni khubsurati par. ye mat bhoolon ki duniya mein tumse haseen aur bhi hain magar pyaar har kisi ko naseeb nahin hota. aaj pyaar tumhare darwaze par dastak de raha hain please isey mutt thukrawo. Kahin aisa na ho ki isi pyaar ke liye tumhein puri zindadi bhar pachtana padey.
Anjali- maine keh diya ki mujhe ye sab faltu cheezon mein koi intrest nahin hain. aacha hoga ki tum mere rasta chodh do. Tabhi kavya uske nazdeek aati hain aur jhat se anjali ka haath pakad leti hain.
Kavya- tum janna chahti ho na ki mera aditya se kya rista hain. aawo aaj main tumhein sab batati hoon. aur kavya usey jhat se apni car ke pass le jati hain aur usey ander baithney ka ishara karti hain. anjali bina kisi sawal jawab ke us car mein jakar baith jati hain. thodi deer baad wo car ek bade se ghar ke paas jakar rukati hain. anjali bade gaur se us ghar ko dekh rahi thi. kavya fir us ghar ke ander jati hain wahin main door par ek bada sa tala laga hua tha. Wo us ghar ka lock kholti hain uske peechay peechay anjali bhi ander dakhil hoti hain.
Wo ghar kafi bada tha. tabhi wo ek kamrey mein jaise hi enter hoti hain uske badhtey kadam wahin jam jate hain. poorey kamrey mein anjali ki photo deewar par lagi hui thi. wo wahin chup chaap khadi hokar idher udher dekhney lagti hain.
Kavya- tum soch rahi hogi ki tumhari tasveer yahan kaise aayi. aur ye ghar kiska hain. To suno ye ghar aditya ka hain. aur mera uske saath wahi rista hain jo ek bhai ka behan ke saath hota hain. magar afsos ki aditya ki koi behan nahin hain isliye maine usey apne bhai ki tarah mana hain.
Tabhi kavya wahin ek almari kholti hain aur usmein se kareeb 5 dairy bahar nikalti hain aur wahin anjali ke samney bister par rakh deti hain. har dairy par saal likha hua tha jo 2005 se shuru tha aur 2010 par jakar khatam hua tha. Anjali ko is samay kuch bhi samajh nahin aa raha tha ki kavya ussey kya batana chahti hain.
Anjali-ye sab kya hain kavya???aur ye sab kaisi dairy hain.
Kavya- khud hi padh lo. is dairy se tumhara bahut ghehra sambandh hain. Khair chodho tumhare paas to itna waqt nahin hoga ki tum ek ek dairy padne baitho. aur waise bhi tumhein pyar vyaar sab fizol ki batein hi lagti hain. aacha hoga ki main hi tumhein short mein bata deti hoon. fir kavya 2005,2006 ki dairy apne haath mein utha leti hain.
Kavya- Is Dairy mein wo sari baatein likhi hain jab aditya ne tumhein pehli baar dekha tha. wo tumhari sadgi par pehli hi nazar mein apna dil tumpar har baitha tha. is dairy mein usney tumhari har ek choti se choti baat likhi hui hain. tumhari pasand na pasand, tumhara shauk, har ek cheez ka ismein zikra hain.
Itna kehkar wo dono dairy anjali ke haathon mein thama deti hain. anjali chup chaap wo diary ke panney palatney lagti hain. jaise jaise anjali dairy ke panney palat rahi thi waise waise anjali ke chehrey ke bhaav bhi badal rahein they. Tabhi kavya 2007,2008 ki dairy apne haath mein utha leti hain.
Kavya- aditya ne poorey do saal bus tumhein dekhney mein guzar they. Fir itefaq se ek din jab bus stop par tumne ussey pehli baar HI!!! kaha tha tab se wo apne gadi se college jana band kar diya tha aur har roz wo tumhara usi bus stop par intezar karta tha. Jis samay tum college ke first year mein thi aditya wahin second year mein tha. magar uska subject dusara tha. Jab bhi wo thoda free hota wo chup chup ka tumhein dekhta rehta.
Waqt gujarta gaya aur usney tumhare samney kai baar aane ki himmat ki magar wo apne dil ki baat apne juban par na la saka. tabhi kavya almairi mein se aditya ki marksheet nikal kar anjali ke samney rakh deti hain. ye dekho pehle aur last year mein uska B.Sc mein 78% tha. aur second year mein 67% hua. Aur final year mein Fail. Fir uske baad bus 51% se final year mein usney B.Sc paas kiya tha. aur fir uske baad janti ho usney jaan boojh kar apna stream change kiya aur M.Sc ke bajaye usney M.Com select kiya.
Jab tumhara B.Com final year khatam hua tab usney M.Com mein admission liya. sabne usey bahut samjhaya magar usney apne aagey kisi ki baat nahin mani. waise to ye possible nahin hota hain magar uske papa bahut bade jane mane doctor they is wajah se aditya ko koi dikkat nahin hui. aur aditya ne jaisa socha tha waisa hua.
Jab tum uske class mein aayi tab wo aksar tumhare paas aane ki koshish karta. waqt gujarta gaya aur aditya ne tumse dosti bhi kar li. Wo aksar campus mein camera le aata aur chori chori tumhari photo liya karta tha. ye jo deewar par dekh rahi ho ye sab photo aditya ne hi keechey hain. waqt ke saath saath uski deewangi bhi tumhare liye badhti gayi. magar tumhein pyaar naam se hi chid thi to bhala tum uske pyaar ko kaise samajhti. usney to kai baari koshish ki apne dil ka haal tumhein bataya bhi tha magar tumne usey mazak mein taal diya tha. Itna bolkar kavya dubara khamosh ho jati hain.
Kavya fir aagey badhkar wahin rakha ek photo apne haath mein utha leti hain- tum janti ho in tasveer mein kiski photo hain. anjali bade dhyaan se us tasveer ko dekhney lagti hain aur fir naa mein apni garden hila deti hain.
Kavya- ye aditya ke maa baap hain. jo aab is duniya mein nahin rahein. aditya aaj bilkul akela hain. is duniya mein uska mere siwa aur koi nahin hain. fir kavya usi dairy ke paaney palatney lagti hain. Fir ek taarikh par aakar wo ruk jati hain. fir thodi deer khamosh rehkar wo dubara bolti hain.
15-sep-2009 mere khyal se ye din tumhein aache se yaad hoga. is din aditya ke sir se uske maa baap ka saya humesha ke liye uth gaya tha. Uske ek din pehle aditya ne tumhein propose bhi kiya tha magar shayad tumhein uski baat mazak lagi thi. aur isi mazak ko tumne dusare din aditya ko bewkoof bhi banaya tha. kuch yaad aaya ki aur main tumhein kuch aur yaad dilawon.
Anjali apne dimag par thoda zor dalti hain aur thodi deer mein uske aankhon ke samney wo sari ghatnayein kisi film ki tarah usey dikhayi dene lagti hain.
Anjali- haan wo to bus maine ussey mazak kiya tha. bus maine uske saath thodi dillagi ki thi.
Kavya ke chehrey par gussey ke bhav saaf chalak rahein they- dillagi……..mazak!! aaj tumhare usi dillagi ki wajah se uske maa baap ka saya uske sir se hamesha ke liye uth gaya. janti ho us din kya hua tha. nahin na…….main batati hoon tumhein.
Kavya- tumne aditya se ye kaha tha ki tum juhi park mein ussey milne aawogi. wo bechara subeh se bin khaye piye tumhare aane ki raah takta raha. Usi din uske maa baap ka car accident ho gaya jab wo dono sehar ke bahar jaa rahein they. Usi waqt unhein hospital mein admit karwaya gaya aur ye khabar aditya ko bhi de di gayi. Thodi deer baad uski maa ne wahin dum tod diya. Us waqt uske baap ko uski khoon ki zaroorat thi aur aditya ka blood group uske papa se match karta tha. us waqt blood bank mein B (Negative) group ka blood available nahin tha. aur aditya chahta to wo aakar hospital mein apne papa ko khoon dekar unhein bacha sakta tha magar usney aisa nahin kiya. janti ho kyon??
Kavya- kyon ki usey ye durr tha ki kahin wo apne papa ke paas aa gaya aur is beech tum ussey milne aa gayi to tumhein is baat ki takleef hogi. us waqt aditya dorahe par khada tha ek taraf usey apne maa baap ko chunna tha wahin dusari taraf tumhein. Magar afsoos aaj uske paas dono hi nahin hain. ek ghantey baad usey khabar mili ki uske papa bhi nahin rahein tab wo rotey hue apne maa baap ke paas aaya aur na jane kitne deer tak usney wahan aansoon bahaye they.
Koi agar aaj aditya ke jagah hota to wo tumse itni nafrat karta magar uska dil na jane kis mitti ka bana hain. itna sab hone ke bawjood aaj bhi wo tumhein deewanon ki tarah chahta hain. Jin 5 salon mein log apni carrier banana mein laga dete hain wo un 5 salon mein bus tumhein pane ke liye sab kuch tyaag kar diya. Yahan tak ki apne maa baap bhi. Aab tum hi kaho koi hain is duniya mein aisa pyaar karne wala. aur kavya wahin foo foot kar roo padti hain. aaj kavya ki baateion se anjali ke aankhon mein bhi aansoon aa gaye they. aaj usney pehli baar is pyaar ko mehsoos kiya tha. usney to kabhi socha bhi nahin tha ki koi kisi se itna bhi pyaar kar sakta hain.
Anjali jhat se kavya ke pairon mein girr jati hain aur wahin foot foot kar roo padti hain. aaj usey ehsaas ho chukka tha ki usney kitni badi bhool ki hain. aaj uski aankhon mein praschatap ke aansoon they. aaj uski sari kadwahat door ho gayi thi. Tabhi kavya ka mobile par call aata hain. kavya turant phone receive karti hain.
Udher se- can I speak to miss kavya. do you know aditya Sharma.
Kavya ke chehrey par pareshani aur durr saaf dikhayi dene lagte hain- haan main kavya bol rahi hoon. ji aap kaun. Aur aapko mera number kahan se mila.
Doctor- mujhe aapka number aditya ke mobile se mila aur dekhiye main kaun hoon ye janana zaroor nahin hain bus itna samajh lijiye ki mr.aditya ne zehar kha liya hain aur is samay unki halat bahut critical hain. aap jitni jaldi ho sake navjeewan hospital aa jaiye.
kavya wahin jhat se baith jati hain aur uski aankhon se aansoon ka sailaab ek baar fir se umad padta hain. anjali jhat se uske paas jati hain aur usey awaaz deti hain magar kavya kuch nahin kehti. fir wo usey kaskar jhankorti hain aur kavya turant cheekh padti hain aur ek ek kar sari baatein anjali ko batati chali jati hain.
Anjali ke bhi hosh udd jate hain aur wo bhi wahin roney lagti hai. wo turant kavya ko car mein baithi hain aur turant hospital ki ore chal deti hain. poorey raste bhar wo ishwar se yehi duwa kar rahi thi ki aditya kaise bhi bach jaye. Uska dil bahut ghabraa raha tha. Jis pyaar se aaj tak usey nafrat thi aaj wo usi pyaar ke liye us rab se duwa maang rahi thi. thodi deer baad wo hospital pahuncthi hain is samay kavya behosh thi gehre sadme se. usey bhi private ward mein shift kar diya jata hain. Aur anjali apne dhadkatey dil se wahin doctor ke paas jati hain.
Anjali- aabhi kuch deer pehle phone aaya tha aditya naam ka .....tabhi wahin ek doctor baitha tha wo uthkar turant anjali ke paas aata hain.
Doctor- maine hi phone kiya tha. aap kaun???
Anjali- ji main……….main…..anjali.
Doctor- aacha to tum hi wo ladki ho jiske wajah se us ladke ne apni jaan di. Iam sorry to say but he is no more. tumne aane mein aaj bahut deer kar di. zehar uske sharer mein 90% fail chukka tha jissey hum ussey bacha na sakey. Haan martey waqt usney ek kagaz ka tukdaa diya tha. Aur ye bhi kaha tha ki wo isey tum tak pahuncha dein.
Doctor ki baat sunkar anjali wahin jameen par dham se gir padhti hain aur wahin foot foot kar rone lagti hain. doctor kuch deer tak wahin khamosh khada rehta hain fir wo anjali ke paas aata hain aur uske kandhey par apna haath rakh deta hain. Aur usey chup karata hain.
Anjali- main aditya ko ek baar dekhna chahti hoon. anjali bade mushkilon se apne zazbaateion ko sambhaltey hue kehti hain.
Doctor- theek hain aur fir wo doctor ek warden ko bulata hain aur usey anjali ko morgue room mein bhej deta hain. jaise jaise ajnali ke kadam aagey badh rahein they waise waise anjali ki dil ki dhadkanein badhti jaa rahi thi. wo bahut himmat karke wahan jati hain aur thodi deer baad aditya ki laash uske samney rakhi milti hain. Jaise hi aditya ka chehra anjali ke aankhon ke samney aata hain wo lagbhag cheekh padti hain. aur wahin uske seenay par apna sir rakhakar roo padti hain.
Aaj uski aankhon mein pachyataap ke aansoon they. Wo bahut deer tak wahin roti rehti hain. Tabhi wo jhat se us kagaz ke tukdey ko nikalti hain aur usey padhney lagti hain.
letter ki shabdon mein………
Anjali aaj mujhe tumse bahut umeed thi ki tum mere pyaar ko apna logi magar tumne meri zazbateion ki zara bhi kadra nahin ki. In 5 salon mein bus maine tumhein pal pal mehsoos kiya hain. Bus tumhein deewanon ki tarah chaha hain. Tumhein pooja hain. magar dukh is baat ka hain ki tum mere pyaar ko samajh na saki. Aur aaj main khud itna mazboor ho gaya tha ki main tumhare bin ek pal aur nahin jee sakta tha is liye mujhe aisa kadam uthana pada. Marney ka mujhe bilkul gum hain gum to is baat ka hain ki itne saal beet jane par bhi main tumhare ander is pyaar ko na jaga saka. Ho sake to mujhe maaf kar dena. Tumhara jo kabhi na ho saka…..aditya.
Anjali wahin gumsum si baith hui thi. aaj uski aankhon mein aditya ke liye tadap thi. Aaj pehli baar uske dil mein is pyaar ke liye kuch armaan jage they magar wo jalney ke pehley hi bujh gaye they. usey aaj apne aap se nafrat ho gayi thi. Aaj siwaye pachtawe ke usey kuch hasil nahin hone wala tha.
THREE YEARS LATER
Aaj meri shadi ho chuki hain vishal se. aur mera ek baby bhi hain jiska naam maine aditya rakha hain. Vishal meri bahut care karta hain magar kahin na kahin mujhe aaj bhi aditya ki kami har pal satati rehti hain. aaj taarikh 14-feb-2013 hain. Main kaise is din ko bhool sakti hoon. Aaj ke din to bichdey premi mila karte hain magar aaj ke din maine apne aditya ko humesha ke liye kho diya tha. Bhagwaan na kare kisi ko aisa valentine ka tohfaa bhi mile. Jeete jee to main aditya ke pyaar ko na samajh saki magar uske marney ke baad mujhe uske pyaar ka ehsaas hua. Kaash ye dhai akshar ka prem main pehle samajh pati to ye pachtawa mujhe zindagi bhar kabhi na hota. vishal mujhe bahut chahta hai magar aaj bhi mere dil mein kuch khalipan ,kuch soonapan hain jo pal pal mujhe pareshan karta hain. shayad aditya ki kami ka ehsaas……
Aaj subeh maine ek khwaab dekha aaj aditya apne haathon mein phool liye khada tha aur wo mere paas aaya aur usney bade pyaar se mere lab choomey aur muskurate hue bus ye kaha- Will you be my valentine?? Aur main bus muskurakar uski bahon mein itna hi keh payi……..haan aditya haan main tumhari valentine banungi. Jab aankh khuli to mehaz bus ek sapna tha wo sapna jo kabhi sach nahin ho sakta tha. Haan shayad yehi to pyaar tha jo har pal humesha mujhe aditya ko aaj bhi apne dil mein zinda rakhey hue tha.shayad...Yehi wo pyaar tha......
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Gumraah
(Originally written by Dark Secrets in XP contest.)
(Originally written by Dark Secrets in XP contest.)
Ajeet aur Juhi samundar kinare baithe the. Suraj dhal chuka tha aur neela aakash surkh dikhayi de raha tha.
“Kitna sundar nazara hai na” Juhi ne kaha, “Ab raat ho jayegi, andhere ki aagosh mein, sab so jayenge, sab kuch kitna shaant hoga...bas yeh samundar ki lehron ka shor, aur hum dono.”
Juhi ko apni baahon mein lete hue Ajeet ne kaha, “Na jane tumhe raat itni pyaari kyon lagti hai, main to ugte suraj to salam karne mein yakeen karta hun, raat ke andhere ki mitane waala, ek nayi subah ki shuruwat karne waala.”
“Raat ke andheron mein gehre raaz chipe hote hai Ajeet, shayad tum kabhi nahi jaan paoge.” Ye kehte hue Juhi ke chehre pe udasi cha gayi.
“Ek mauka do mujhe, waada hai tumhara humraaz, humsafar banunga” Ajeet ne kaha.
“Kehna kya chahte ho?” Juhi ne poocha.
“Shaadi kar lo mujhse Juhi.” Ajeet ne uska haath thaamte hue kaha.
Juhi apne chehre par usi udasi bhare bhaav ke saath boli, “Shaadi bahot bada faisla hai, soch samajhkar karna chahiye. Waise bhi, tum jaante hi kya ho mere baare mein?”
Ajeet ne kaha, “Maine bahot soch samajh kar hi yeh baat kahi hai. Mere liye tumahre baare jitna jaan'na zaroori hai, utna main jaanta hun. Yaad hai jab Rakesh ki party mein hum pehli baar mile the, tab ek waiter tumse galati se takraya aur tumhari dress pe drink gir gayi thi. Tab Rakesh ne use maarne ke liye haath uthaya tab tumne use roka tha, yeh kehkar ki yeh usne jaanboohjkar nahi kiya. Tumne kaha tha ki insaan se aksar galatiyaan ho jaati hai, iska matlab yeh nahi hai ki insaan galat hai. Main usi waqt samajh gaya tha ki tumhare chehre ki tarah, tumhara mann bhi bahot sundar hai”
“Ajeet...main shaadi nahi karna chahti. Na tumse na kisi aur se. Mujhe nahi lagta main acchi biwi ban sakungi. Tum mere acche dost ho...sab se acche dost par...”
Ajeet ne uske honton pe haath rakh kar usko rok liya aur muskurakar kaha, “Kya sab se acche dost se behtar pati mil sakta hai?”
Juhi ekdum se chup ho gayi. Ajeet is se pehle kayi baar shaadi ki baat kar chukka tha us se. Wo har baar mana kar deti. Wo Ajeet ko bahot chahti thi, lekin wo khud apne ateet ke saaye mein jakhdi hui thi.
“Is sawal ka jawab soch samajkar dena Juhi” Ajeet ne uske khayalon se usko jagate hue kaha. “Chalo ab kaafi der ho chuki hai...main tumhe ghar chhod deta hun”
Uss raat Juhi ek aankh nahi soyi. Wo raat bhar sochti rahe Ajeet ke bare mein.
Juhi ke ateet ke bare mein koi nahi jaanta tha. Wo kisi anjaan sheher se aayi thi, aur yahan Mumbai mein ek ladki ke saath ek rented apartment mein rehti thi aur call centre mein naukri karti thi. Uske pariwar ka bhi kisi ko koi pata nahi tha. Waise kehne ko to uske koi dost bhi nahi the, lekin uski roommate Rashmi se kabhi kabar baatein hua karti thi.
Rashmi ne Juhi ko aksar gumsum rehte hue dekha tha. Rashmi uski madad karne ki koshish karti rehti thi.....jaise kabhi Juhi ko apne sath kisi outing ya party me le jana. Aisi hi ek party mein Juhi ki Ajeet se mulakat hui thi. Juhi wahan bhi gumsum hi thi, aur kisi se baat karne mein jyada dilchaspi nahi dikhati rahi thi. Ajeet ne jab us se baat karna chaha tab bhi wo bahot sehmi sehmi si lag raha thi. Maano jaise usne barson se kisi ladke se baat na ki ho. Uske kuchh hi der baad wo Rashmi se kehkar ghar laut gayi.
Ajeet ko Juhi ka bartaav ajeeb to laga, lekin wo use jaan'na chahta tha.
Uss party ke kayi dino ke baad tak wo Rashmi ke phone pe call karke Juhi se baat karne ki koshish karta rehta. Dheere dheere Juhi uske saath baat karne mein comfortable ho gayi. Jab Rashmi ne Ajeet ko uske ajeeb bartav ke bare mein bataya, jaise ki uska akelapan, udasi, kaafi der tak apne aap ko kamre mein band rakhna, Ajeet ki uss ladki mein dilchaspi aur badhne lagi.
Kaafi der lagi lekin Ajeet ne aakhir Juhi ka bharosa jeet liya. Wo uska accha dost ban gaya tha, waise dekha jaye to uska ek matra dost. Wo apni feelings uske saath share karne lagi, lekin apne ateet ke bare mein kabhi baat nahi karti thi. Wo bahot udaas thi, lekin dil ki bahot acchi thi. Uske man ki sundarta aur roop ki sadagi se Ajeet ko pyaar ho gaya tha. Wo apna sab kuch Juhi pe vaar dene ke liye tayyar tha.
Agle din subah Juhi ne Ajeet ko phone kiya-
Juhi: Tum sach mein mujhse shaadi karna chahte ho?
Ajeet: Tumhe yeh sab mazak lag raha hai?
Juhi: Mere baare bahot kam jaante ho tum. Main kabhi kabhi khud ko sambhal nahi paati, pagal ho jaati hun. Mere baare mein kuch baatein aisi hai to kabhi nahi badlengi. Aur kya in sab ke bawajood tum mujhse shaadi karoge?
Ajeet: Haan.
Juhi: Agar main jaisi hun waisi tumhe pasand hun, to main apni taraf se bhi poori koshish karungi ek acchi biwi ban'ne ki. Par agar na ban paun acchi biwi, to kya phir bhi mujhe utna hi pyaar karoge?
Ajeet: Marte dam tak pyaar karunga tumse.
Ajeet Uttar Pradesh ke kisi chhote sheher se tha. Usne Delhi mein engineering ki aur Mumbai mein acchi naukri bhi mil gayi thi. Mumbai main usne apna flat khareed liya tha aur wahan wo akela rehta tha. Bahot friendly ladka tha wo aur uske doston ka aana jana rehta tha uske ghar pe.
Juhi ke shaadi ke liye haan kehte hi wo use apne sheher le gaya apni family se milwane. Uske gharwalon ko bhi wo acchi lagi, par Juhi ke pariwaar ka saath na hona unko ajeeb laga. Juhi ne kaha tha ki uska ab iss duniya mein koi nahi hai. Ajeet ke pariwaar ke liye uski khushi mein hi khushi thi, isiliye sab ke aashirwad se un dono ki shadi ho gayi. Shaadi ke baad wo use leke wapas Mumbai aa gaya.
Un dono ko apni nayi zindagi bahot acchi lag rahi thi. Juhi ab aksar muskuraya karti thi, wo khush thi. Ajeet ne use kabhi kisi cheez ki kami mehsoos nahi hone di. Juhi bhi ek acchi biwi ban’ne ke koshish karti thi; Ajeet ka har tarah se khayal rakhti thi.
Lekin yeh khushiyaan jyada der tak nahi tiki. Ajeet apne kaam mein bahot busy rehne laga to wo Juhi to time nahi de pata tha. Juhi fir se apne ko akela mehsoos karne lagi thi. Ajeet se baat karna chahti thi, par wo apne kaam se thaka hara aake so jata. Kabhi dil kholkar baat karne ka mauka hi nahi mil pata.
Ajeet aksar doosre shehron mein kaam se silsile mein jaya karta tha kuch dino ke liye. Ek baar uska Goa jana hua, to Juhi ko bhi saath le gaya. Har shaam kaam ke baad wo use ghumane le jata to Juhi ka dil thodi der ke liye behel jata.
Ek din Goa mein jab wo apne hotel room pe dopahar ko akeli thi, uske liye ek phone aaya. Usne baat ki to doosri taraf ek jaani pechani awaz aayi, “Kaisi ho Juhi?”
“Rishabh?” Juhi ne ekdum se awaz pehchaan li.
“Juhi main janta hun tum mujhse naaraz ho lekin please main tumse ek baar milna chahta hun, sirf ek baar please. Main tumhare hotel ki lobby main intezaar kar raha hun.”
Rishabh Juhi ka pehla pyaar tha. Juhi sacche dil se chahti thi use, Rishabh ke liye uski chahat kabhi kam nahi hui thi. Wo jaanti thi ki yeh galat hai, par wo apne aap ko sambhal nahi paati thi. Juhi us se milne chali gayi.
Rishabh accha ladka nahi tha. Usne na sirf Juhi ke emotions aur jism se khela tha balki usi ne uski zindagi mein zeher bhi ghol diya tha. Lekin Juhi uske pyaar mein iss kadar andhi thi ki use uski buraiyan nazar hi nahi aa rahi thi.
Jab usne Rishabh ko itne saalon baad fir se dekha, to uske dil mein pyaar fir se jaagne laga. Rishabh bahot handsome ladka tha, lekin bahot makkaar aur chalaak bhi. Uske dil me kisi ke liye kabhi koi pyaar nahi tha, wo apne faide ke liye kisi ka bhi istemaal kar sakta tha.
Use Juhi ke saamne rone ka natak kiya, aur Juhi use sach man’ne lagi. Rishab ne kaha, “Main kal yahin se guzar raha tha kal jab maine tumhe dekha. Kahan thi tum itne saal? Mujhe maaf kar do Juhi, maine tumhare saath bahot galat kiya. Tumhe kho dene ke baad mujhe tumhare pyaar ka ehsaas hua. Maine tumhe bahot dhoondne ki koshish ki par tum kahin nahi mili. Main bahot akela pad gaya hun Juhi, mujhe tumhari zaroorat hai”
Juhi ne kaha, “I am sorry, lekin meri shaadi ho chuki hai. Main apne pati ko nahi chhod sakti”
To Rishab ne kaha, “Maine tumhe tumhare pati ko chhodne ke liye kabhi nahi kaha. Hum dost banke to reh sakte hai na? Main bas itna chahta hun ki tum mujhse baat kiya karo. Aur kuch nahi. Mere tumhare siwa ab koi nahi hai.”
Juhi Rishabh ke iradon ko samaj nahi payi, ya shayad pyaar me andhi hokar samaj ke bhi nasamj ban rahi thi. Baatein mulakaton mein badal gayi. Rishabh baar baar phone karta, us se meethi meethi baatein karta, aur Juhi uske pyaar ke jaal mein phasti jaa rahi thi.
Jab Juhi Ajeet ke saath mumbai lauti tab kuch bhi pehle jaisa theek nahi tha. Juhi Rishabh ke baare mein hi sochti rehti thi.
Ajeet bhi un dino apne kisi project mein busy tha, to khud kaafi pareshaan rehta tha. Juhi kabhi kabhi sochti ki Ajeet ko Rishabh ke baare mein bata du, lekin fir usne socha ki Ajeet iss waqt pehle se pareshan hai, use Rishabh aur use se judi aue uske ateet ke baare mein batana usne theek nahi samjha. Aur use darr bhi tha ki uske ateet ke baare mein jaankar Ajeet shayad use galat samajhne lage aur itne stress mein na jaane wo kaisi pratikriya de. Jaise jaise din beet te gaye, wo aur jyada pareshaan hoti gayi.
Ek din akhbaar padte hue Ajeet ne kaha, “Kya-kya ho raha hai aaj kal ki duniya mein dekho! Ek ladki ne apne premi ke saath milkar pati ki hatya kar di. Shaadi ka to koi matlab hai nahi raha. Aisi badchalan ladkiyon se mujhe sakt nafrat hai!”
Juhi ne yeh baat sunke nazarein jhuka li. Ab wo Ajeet ko Rishabh ke baare mein batane ka soch bhi nahi sakti thi.
Juhi ke Mumbai laut aane ke kuch hi dino baad Rishabh ka use phone aaya ki wo Mumbai aaya hai kisi kaam ke silsile mein. Keh raha tha ki mahinabhar to wo Mumbai mein rahega. Agar Juhi milna chahe to milne ke liye bhi taiyyar tha.
Juhi kaafi pareshaan rehne lagi. Ek taraf use apne pati ko dhokha dene ki guilt bhi mehsoos ho rahi thi, aur doosri taraf wo pyaar mein apne aap ko bebas paa rahi thi. Ajeet accha ladka tha, lekin Juhi uske saath apni shaadi to ek samjhota maanti thi. Usne abhi tak Ajeet ke liye kabhi pyaar nahi mehsoos kiya tha, aur Rishabh ko to wo tut kar chahti thi.
Ek din Ajeet ne use baat karte hue suna...
“Nahi yeh galat hai....nahi main nahi mil sakti...please samajne ki koshish karo”
“Kiska phone hai Juhi” Ajeet ne poocha.
Ajeet ki awaz sunte hi Juhi ekdum se chaunk gayi. Usne ekdum se phone kaat diya aur boli, “Kuch nahi, kuch nahi...aisi hi meri saheli hai”
“Kaunsi saheli?” Ajeet ne shak ki nazar se use dekhte hue kaha, “Aur tum ro kyun rahi ho? Juhi kaafi dino se main dekh raha hun, tum mujhe bataogi yahan ho kya raha hai?”
“Main iss baare mein koi baat nahi karna chahti” yeh kehkar Juhi kamre se nikalne lagi.
Ajeet ne uski baah thaamkar use apni taraf kheecha. Wo bahot gusse mein tha, usne kaha “Baat nahi karna chahti matlab? Meri biwi ho tum, aur tumhari zindagi mein kya chal raha hai yeh jan’ne ka mujhe poora haq hai”
“Ajeet!” Juhi chilaakar boli, “Tumhi ne kaha tha na ki main agar tumhe kuch na batana chahun to tum meri marzi ki izzat karoge. Aur mera haath chodo mujhe dard ho raha hai”
“Dard to mujhe ho raha hai Juhi, tumhari yeh halat dekh kar, aur mujhe iski wajah tak pata nahi” Ajeet ne badi kadwahat ke saath kaha, “Kyon kar rahi ho aisa mere saath? Kyon nahi bata rahi mujhe?”
“Kyon ki main nahi batana chahti” Juhi chilaakar boli, “Aur nahi bataungi tumhe, kya karoge? Maroge mujhe? Maro! Maro na! Tum sab mard ek jaisi hote to...tumhe bas yehi karna aata hai”
Ajeet ne apne gusse ko sambhala aur kaha, “Main nahi jaanta ki tum kisi se baat kar rahi thi aur kya baat kar rahi thi, lekin tum itna jaan lo ki tumhe rualne waale ko tumhari iss halat se farak nahi padta, lekin bhagwan ke liye apne aap ko sambhalo...kyonki mujhe farak padta hai.”
Fir wo wahan se chala gaya. Raat ko sone ke kiye Juhi bedroom mein gayi tab Ajeet pehle se bistar lete hua tha. Juhi uske paas gayi aur use gale laga ke kaha, “I am sorry”
Ajeet tab bhi gusse mein tha. Use jawab diya, “Tum kyon sorry bol rahi ho? Galati to meri hai ki maine tumse shaadi ki”
Uss din ke baad dono ke beech kuch bhi pehle jaisa nahi raha. Us dono mein din-ba-din jhagde badhte gaye. Aur isi wajah se Juhi Rishabh ke aur bhi kareeb aati gayi. Wo apne pati ke saath ho rahe problems Rishabh ke saath discuss karti, aur Rishabh ke andar chipe hue bhediye ko aur khushi ho rahi thi ki uska shikaar khud chal ke uske paas aa raha tha.
Ek din Ajeet ko kisi kaam se Delhi jana tha. Wo jaane ki taiyyari kar raha tha. Juhi uski madat kar rahi thi, lekin un dono ke beech mein bilkul baat nahi ho rahi thi, ek sannatta sa tha...toofan ke anne se pehle ka sannatta. Ajeet andar hi andar bahot udaas tha ki itna sab kuch karne be baad bhi uski biwi us se khulkar baat nahi karti, wo apne gusse ke kaboo paane ki koshish kar raha tha.
Dinner table pe baithe hi the dono, aur Juhi ne khana parosa. Khana chakhte hi Ajeet ne use bulaya aur kaha, “yeh daal chakhna zara”
Jab Juhi ne chakha to use samaj mein aaya ki daal mein namak bahot jyada hai.
“Dhyaan kahan rehta hai tumhara aaj kal?” Ajeet ne unchi awaz mein kaha aur use ek thappad maar diya. Juhi ko kaafi zor se laga aur wo cheekhi. Agle hi pal uski aankh bhar aayi. Ajeet khana chhodke bhookha hi so gaya. Juhi raat bhar so nahi payi, woh bas roti rahi.
Agle din subah Juhi se kuch kahe bina hi Ajeet chala gaya. Juhi bahot dukhi thi. Usne Rishabh ko phone kiya aur use apne ghar bula liya. Usne pehle aisa kabhi nahi kiya tha, par ab use lagne laga tha ki uski shaadi poori tarah se toot chuki hai.
Rishabh ke aate hi wo fir se rone lagi. Rote rote boli, “Ajeet aur mere beech kaafi dino se problems chal rahe hai, mujhe pata tha ki ek na ek din uska haath uthega mujhpar, par kabhi yeh nahi socha tha ki itni choti si baat pe wo mujhe maar sakta hai.”
“Dekho Juhi tum meri dost ho, main tumhara dard samaj sakta hun. Tumhara dard kam karne ke liye hi to main kuch laya hun tumhare liye...le lo ise aur bhool jao sab kuch” yeh kehte Rishabh ne drugs ka ek packet uske haath mein de diya. Uska plan ekdum seedha tha, pehle Juhi to drugs lene ko kehna aur fir nasheme uska faida uthana.
Juhi ne drugs dekhte hi mana kar diya, “nahi Rishabh yeh nahi...tumhe pata hai na, pehle kya hua tha, nahi main ye nahi le sakti”
Rishabh use samjhane ki koshish karta raha, “Juhi yeh sirf ek baar ke liye hai, abhi ke liye, main kaunsa tumhe roz roz drugs lene ko keh raha hun. Kuch nahi hoga, I swear. Maine bahot logon ke problems door kiye hai iss tarah se, sab theek ho jayega”
Utne mein chabi se darwaza khol ke Ajeet andar aaya. Use dekh ke Juhi aur Rishabh dono ki aankhen fati ki fati reh gayi. Juhi kaanpne lagi. Ajeet akela nahi tha. Uske saath police bhi thi. Police ne Rishabh ko arrest kar liya aur inspector ne Ajeet se kaha, “Thank you Mr. Shrivastav, aap ki madat se yeh drug dealer pakda gaya.”
Ajeet ne kaha, “you are welcome sir, kal tak aapko CD bhi mil jayega”
Yeh kehkar police Rishabh ko lekar chali gayi.
Juhi abhi bhi darr se kaanp rahi thi. Ajeet uske paas gaya aur muskurakar uske maathe ko chum liya.
Fir uske baalon ko sehlate hue kaha, “Daro mat Juhi, its alright. Aaj mera maksat poora hua hai. Ab sab theek ho jayega. Main janta hun tumhare mann mein bahot sawal uth rahe hai. Main saare sawalon ka jawab dunga tumhe”
“Humari kahani shuru tab hui jab maine tumhe party mein dekha. Sach kahu to dekhte hi tumse pyaar ho gaya tha mujhe. Maine tumhare baare mein aur jan'ne ki koshish ki par Rashmi ne kaha ki wo tumhare baare mein jyada kuch nahi jaanti, aur na hi Mumbai mein koi aur jaanta hai.”
“Party mein kheeche hui tumhari tasveeron ko mere ke dost ne pechana aur kaha ki usne shayad tumhe Goa mein kahin dekha hai. Tumhare baare mein aur pata karne main khud Goa gaya tha, wahan mere kuch doston ki madat se aur bhi bahot saari baatein pata chali mujhe, jaise tumhari family, Rishabh ke saath tumhara disturbed aur abusive relationship, aur tumhara drug addiction. Rehabititation centre se pata chala ki tum wahan kahin mahinon tak thi.”
“Tumhare is affair aur nashe ki lat ka asar sab se jyada tumhare family pe pada. Acche ghar se ho tum, tumhari inn harkaton se tumhare parents ko bahot sharminda hona pada. Tum isi wajah se Goa ko chhod kar Mumbai aa gayi. Tumhare parents ne Rishabh par case karne chaha, lekin saboot na mil paane ke karan use riha kar diya gaya”
“Main tum se bahot pyaar karta hun Juhi, tum dil ki bahot acchi ho, bahot pyari bhi, bas zindagi mein kuch der ke liye gumraah ho gayi thi. Maine tumhari madat karne ki thaan li, lekin main na ki sirf tumhe theek hone mein madat karna chahta tha, balki main uss darinde ko bhi saza dilwana chahta tha jiski wajah se tumhari yeh halat hui.”
“Tumhe main jaanboojh kar Goa le gaya tha apne saath, aur Rishabh ko tumhare wahan hone ki khabar bhi mere hi aadmi ne pahunchayi thi. Wo tumhe acchi tarah se jaanta tha aur tumhari kamzoriyon ko bhi. Aur jise ek baar nashe ki lat lag sakti hai use dobara lagne mein der nahi lagti. Yeh baat uske business ke liye bhi faidemand thi. Aur saath hi saath use yeh umeed thi ki shayad pichli baar ki tarah uska tumse kuch aur bhi faida ho”
“Wo tumhare peeche peeche Mumbai aaya, tab main samaj gaya tha ki wo mere jaal mein phans raha hai. Tumhare saare calls record hote the, aur maine tum dono ki saari baatein suni. Pichle kuch hafton se main jaanboojhkar tumse se buri tarah se pesh aata tha, taaki tum uske aur kareeb jao jaisa wo chahta tha.”
“Kal raat daal mein namak maine hi milaya tha. I am sorry ki maine tumpe haath uthaya, par main tumhe uksana chahta tha taaki tum use yahan bulao, aur jaisa ki mera andaaza tha Rishabh ke baare mein, ek baar tum uske apne ghar bulati, wo tumhe fir se drugs dene ki koshish zaroor karta. Aur waisa hi hua. Living room mein camere lage hue hai. Iss baar wo rangey haathon pakda gaya hai, aur use saza hokar rahegi”
“Ab sab theek ho jayega juhi...hum apni zindagi ki nayi shuruvat kar sakte hai, ek nayi subah ki tarah. Maine tumhare ghar pe khabar kar di hai, flight ki tickets bhi bhej di hai, kal tumhare parents bhi aa jayenge yahan tumse milne”
Juhi ki aankh bhar aayi yeh sab sunte sunte. Usne Ajeet ko kas ke gale laga liya, aur kaha, “Mere baare mein sab kuch jaante hue bhi tumne mujhe shaadi ki, mujhe itne pyaar se sambhala, mere liye itna kiya”
“Maine sirf tumse pyaar kiya hai Juhi” Ajeet ne muskurakar kaha.
“Kitna sundar nazara hai na” Juhi ne kaha, “Ab raat ho jayegi, andhere ki aagosh mein, sab so jayenge, sab kuch kitna shaant hoga...bas yeh samundar ki lehron ka shor, aur hum dono.”
Juhi ko apni baahon mein lete hue Ajeet ne kaha, “Na jane tumhe raat itni pyaari kyon lagti hai, main to ugte suraj to salam karne mein yakeen karta hun, raat ke andhere ki mitane waala, ek nayi subah ki shuruwat karne waala.”
“Raat ke andheron mein gehre raaz chipe hote hai Ajeet, shayad tum kabhi nahi jaan paoge.” Ye kehte hue Juhi ke chehre pe udasi cha gayi.
“Ek mauka do mujhe, waada hai tumhara humraaz, humsafar banunga” Ajeet ne kaha.
“Kehna kya chahte ho?” Juhi ne poocha.
“Shaadi kar lo mujhse Juhi.” Ajeet ne uska haath thaamte hue kaha.
Juhi apne chehre par usi udasi bhare bhaav ke saath boli, “Shaadi bahot bada faisla hai, soch samajhkar karna chahiye. Waise bhi, tum jaante hi kya ho mere baare mein?”
Ajeet ne kaha, “Maine bahot soch samajh kar hi yeh baat kahi hai. Mere liye tumahre baare jitna jaan'na zaroori hai, utna main jaanta hun. Yaad hai jab Rakesh ki party mein hum pehli baar mile the, tab ek waiter tumse galati se takraya aur tumhari dress pe drink gir gayi thi. Tab Rakesh ne use maarne ke liye haath uthaya tab tumne use roka tha, yeh kehkar ki yeh usne jaanboohjkar nahi kiya. Tumne kaha tha ki insaan se aksar galatiyaan ho jaati hai, iska matlab yeh nahi hai ki insaan galat hai. Main usi waqt samajh gaya tha ki tumhare chehre ki tarah, tumhara mann bhi bahot sundar hai”
“Ajeet...main shaadi nahi karna chahti. Na tumse na kisi aur se. Mujhe nahi lagta main acchi biwi ban sakungi. Tum mere acche dost ho...sab se acche dost par...”
Ajeet ne uske honton pe haath rakh kar usko rok liya aur muskurakar kaha, “Kya sab se acche dost se behtar pati mil sakta hai?”
Juhi ekdum se chup ho gayi. Ajeet is se pehle kayi baar shaadi ki baat kar chukka tha us se. Wo har baar mana kar deti. Wo Ajeet ko bahot chahti thi, lekin wo khud apne ateet ke saaye mein jakhdi hui thi.
“Is sawal ka jawab soch samajkar dena Juhi” Ajeet ne uske khayalon se usko jagate hue kaha. “Chalo ab kaafi der ho chuki hai...main tumhe ghar chhod deta hun”
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Uss raat Juhi ek aankh nahi soyi. Wo raat bhar sochti rahe Ajeet ke bare mein.
Juhi ke ateet ke bare mein koi nahi jaanta tha. Wo kisi anjaan sheher se aayi thi, aur yahan Mumbai mein ek ladki ke saath ek rented apartment mein rehti thi aur call centre mein naukri karti thi. Uske pariwar ka bhi kisi ko koi pata nahi tha. Waise kehne ko to uske koi dost bhi nahi the, lekin uski roommate Rashmi se kabhi kabar baatein hua karti thi.
Rashmi ne Juhi ko aksar gumsum rehte hue dekha tha. Rashmi uski madad karne ki koshish karti rehti thi.....jaise kabhi Juhi ko apne sath kisi outing ya party me le jana. Aisi hi ek party mein Juhi ki Ajeet se mulakat hui thi. Juhi wahan bhi gumsum hi thi, aur kisi se baat karne mein jyada dilchaspi nahi dikhati rahi thi. Ajeet ne jab us se baat karna chaha tab bhi wo bahot sehmi sehmi si lag raha thi. Maano jaise usne barson se kisi ladke se baat na ki ho. Uske kuchh hi der baad wo Rashmi se kehkar ghar laut gayi.
Ajeet ko Juhi ka bartaav ajeeb to laga, lekin wo use jaan'na chahta tha.
Uss party ke kayi dino ke baad tak wo Rashmi ke phone pe call karke Juhi se baat karne ki koshish karta rehta. Dheere dheere Juhi uske saath baat karne mein comfortable ho gayi. Jab Rashmi ne Ajeet ko uske ajeeb bartav ke bare mein bataya, jaise ki uska akelapan, udasi, kaafi der tak apne aap ko kamre mein band rakhna, Ajeet ki uss ladki mein dilchaspi aur badhne lagi.
Kaafi der lagi lekin Ajeet ne aakhir Juhi ka bharosa jeet liya. Wo uska accha dost ban gaya tha, waise dekha jaye to uska ek matra dost. Wo apni feelings uske saath share karne lagi, lekin apne ateet ke bare mein kabhi baat nahi karti thi. Wo bahot udaas thi, lekin dil ki bahot acchi thi. Uske man ki sundarta aur roop ki sadagi se Ajeet ko pyaar ho gaya tha. Wo apna sab kuch Juhi pe vaar dene ke liye tayyar tha.
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Agle din subah Juhi ne Ajeet ko phone kiya-
Juhi: Tum sach mein mujhse shaadi karna chahte ho?
Ajeet: Tumhe yeh sab mazak lag raha hai?
Juhi: Mere baare bahot kam jaante ho tum. Main kabhi kabhi khud ko sambhal nahi paati, pagal ho jaati hun. Mere baare mein kuch baatein aisi hai to kabhi nahi badlengi. Aur kya in sab ke bawajood tum mujhse shaadi karoge?
Ajeet: Haan.
Juhi: Agar main jaisi hun waisi tumhe pasand hun, to main apni taraf se bhi poori koshish karungi ek acchi biwi ban'ne ki. Par agar na ban paun acchi biwi, to kya phir bhi mujhe utna hi pyaar karoge?
Ajeet: Marte dam tak pyaar karunga tumse.
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Ajeet Uttar Pradesh ke kisi chhote sheher se tha. Usne Delhi mein engineering ki aur Mumbai mein acchi naukri bhi mil gayi thi. Mumbai main usne apna flat khareed liya tha aur wahan wo akela rehta tha. Bahot friendly ladka tha wo aur uske doston ka aana jana rehta tha uske ghar pe.
Juhi ke shaadi ke liye haan kehte hi wo use apne sheher le gaya apni family se milwane. Uske gharwalon ko bhi wo acchi lagi, par Juhi ke pariwaar ka saath na hona unko ajeeb laga. Juhi ne kaha tha ki uska ab iss duniya mein koi nahi hai. Ajeet ke pariwaar ke liye uski khushi mein hi khushi thi, isiliye sab ke aashirwad se un dono ki shadi ho gayi. Shaadi ke baad wo use leke wapas Mumbai aa gaya.
Un dono ko apni nayi zindagi bahot acchi lag rahi thi. Juhi ab aksar muskuraya karti thi, wo khush thi. Ajeet ne use kabhi kisi cheez ki kami mehsoos nahi hone di. Juhi bhi ek acchi biwi ban’ne ke koshish karti thi; Ajeet ka har tarah se khayal rakhti thi.
Lekin yeh khushiyaan jyada der tak nahi tiki. Ajeet apne kaam mein bahot busy rehne laga to wo Juhi to time nahi de pata tha. Juhi fir se apne ko akela mehsoos karne lagi thi. Ajeet se baat karna chahti thi, par wo apne kaam se thaka hara aake so jata. Kabhi dil kholkar baat karne ka mauka hi nahi mil pata.
Ajeet aksar doosre shehron mein kaam se silsile mein jaya karta tha kuch dino ke liye. Ek baar uska Goa jana hua, to Juhi ko bhi saath le gaya. Har shaam kaam ke baad wo use ghumane le jata to Juhi ka dil thodi der ke liye behel jata.
Ek din Goa mein jab wo apne hotel room pe dopahar ko akeli thi, uske liye ek phone aaya. Usne baat ki to doosri taraf ek jaani pechani awaz aayi, “Kaisi ho Juhi?”
“Rishabh?” Juhi ne ekdum se awaz pehchaan li.
“Juhi main janta hun tum mujhse naaraz ho lekin please main tumse ek baar milna chahta hun, sirf ek baar please. Main tumhare hotel ki lobby main intezaar kar raha hun.”
Rishabh Juhi ka pehla pyaar tha. Juhi sacche dil se chahti thi use, Rishabh ke liye uski chahat kabhi kam nahi hui thi. Wo jaanti thi ki yeh galat hai, par wo apne aap ko sambhal nahi paati thi. Juhi us se milne chali gayi.
Rishabh accha ladka nahi tha. Usne na sirf Juhi ke emotions aur jism se khela tha balki usi ne uski zindagi mein zeher bhi ghol diya tha. Lekin Juhi uske pyaar mein iss kadar andhi thi ki use uski buraiyan nazar hi nahi aa rahi thi.
Jab usne Rishabh ko itne saalon baad fir se dekha, to uske dil mein pyaar fir se jaagne laga. Rishabh bahot handsome ladka tha, lekin bahot makkaar aur chalaak bhi. Uske dil me kisi ke liye kabhi koi pyaar nahi tha, wo apne faide ke liye kisi ka bhi istemaal kar sakta tha.
Use Juhi ke saamne rone ka natak kiya, aur Juhi use sach man’ne lagi. Rishab ne kaha, “Main kal yahin se guzar raha tha kal jab maine tumhe dekha. Kahan thi tum itne saal? Mujhe maaf kar do Juhi, maine tumhare saath bahot galat kiya. Tumhe kho dene ke baad mujhe tumhare pyaar ka ehsaas hua. Maine tumhe bahot dhoondne ki koshish ki par tum kahin nahi mili. Main bahot akela pad gaya hun Juhi, mujhe tumhari zaroorat hai”
Juhi ne kaha, “I am sorry, lekin meri shaadi ho chuki hai. Main apne pati ko nahi chhod sakti”
To Rishab ne kaha, “Maine tumhe tumhare pati ko chhodne ke liye kabhi nahi kaha. Hum dost banke to reh sakte hai na? Main bas itna chahta hun ki tum mujhse baat kiya karo. Aur kuch nahi. Mere tumhare siwa ab koi nahi hai.”
Juhi Rishabh ke iradon ko samaj nahi payi, ya shayad pyaar me andhi hokar samaj ke bhi nasamj ban rahi thi. Baatein mulakaton mein badal gayi. Rishabh baar baar phone karta, us se meethi meethi baatein karta, aur Juhi uske pyaar ke jaal mein phasti jaa rahi thi.
Jab Juhi Ajeet ke saath mumbai lauti tab kuch bhi pehle jaisa theek nahi tha. Juhi Rishabh ke baare mein hi sochti rehti thi.
Ajeet bhi un dino apne kisi project mein busy tha, to khud kaafi pareshaan rehta tha. Juhi kabhi kabhi sochti ki Ajeet ko Rishabh ke baare mein bata du, lekin fir usne socha ki Ajeet iss waqt pehle se pareshan hai, use Rishabh aur use se judi aue uske ateet ke baare mein batana usne theek nahi samjha. Aur use darr bhi tha ki uske ateet ke baare mein jaankar Ajeet shayad use galat samajhne lage aur itne stress mein na jaane wo kaisi pratikriya de. Jaise jaise din beet te gaye, wo aur jyada pareshaan hoti gayi.
Ek din akhbaar padte hue Ajeet ne kaha, “Kya-kya ho raha hai aaj kal ki duniya mein dekho! Ek ladki ne apne premi ke saath milkar pati ki hatya kar di. Shaadi ka to koi matlab hai nahi raha. Aisi badchalan ladkiyon se mujhe sakt nafrat hai!”
Juhi ne yeh baat sunke nazarein jhuka li. Ab wo Ajeet ko Rishabh ke baare mein batane ka soch bhi nahi sakti thi.
Juhi ke Mumbai laut aane ke kuch hi dino baad Rishabh ka use phone aaya ki wo Mumbai aaya hai kisi kaam ke silsile mein. Keh raha tha ki mahinabhar to wo Mumbai mein rahega. Agar Juhi milna chahe to milne ke liye bhi taiyyar tha.
Juhi kaafi pareshaan rehne lagi. Ek taraf use apne pati ko dhokha dene ki guilt bhi mehsoos ho rahi thi, aur doosri taraf wo pyaar mein apne aap ko bebas paa rahi thi. Ajeet accha ladka tha, lekin Juhi uske saath apni shaadi to ek samjhota maanti thi. Usne abhi tak Ajeet ke liye kabhi pyaar nahi mehsoos kiya tha, aur Rishabh ko to wo tut kar chahti thi.
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Ek din Ajeet ne use baat karte hue suna...
“Nahi yeh galat hai....nahi main nahi mil sakti...please samajne ki koshish karo”
“Kiska phone hai Juhi” Ajeet ne poocha.
Ajeet ki awaz sunte hi Juhi ekdum se chaunk gayi. Usne ekdum se phone kaat diya aur boli, “Kuch nahi, kuch nahi...aisi hi meri saheli hai”
“Kaunsi saheli?” Ajeet ne shak ki nazar se use dekhte hue kaha, “Aur tum ro kyun rahi ho? Juhi kaafi dino se main dekh raha hun, tum mujhe bataogi yahan ho kya raha hai?”
“Main iss baare mein koi baat nahi karna chahti” yeh kehkar Juhi kamre se nikalne lagi.
Ajeet ne uski baah thaamkar use apni taraf kheecha. Wo bahot gusse mein tha, usne kaha “Baat nahi karna chahti matlab? Meri biwi ho tum, aur tumhari zindagi mein kya chal raha hai yeh jan’ne ka mujhe poora haq hai”
“Ajeet!” Juhi chilaakar boli, “Tumhi ne kaha tha na ki main agar tumhe kuch na batana chahun to tum meri marzi ki izzat karoge. Aur mera haath chodo mujhe dard ho raha hai”
“Dard to mujhe ho raha hai Juhi, tumhari yeh halat dekh kar, aur mujhe iski wajah tak pata nahi” Ajeet ne badi kadwahat ke saath kaha, “Kyon kar rahi ho aisa mere saath? Kyon nahi bata rahi mujhe?”
“Kyon ki main nahi batana chahti” Juhi chilaakar boli, “Aur nahi bataungi tumhe, kya karoge? Maroge mujhe? Maro! Maro na! Tum sab mard ek jaisi hote to...tumhe bas yehi karna aata hai”
Ajeet ne apne gusse ko sambhala aur kaha, “Main nahi jaanta ki tum kisi se baat kar rahi thi aur kya baat kar rahi thi, lekin tum itna jaan lo ki tumhe rualne waale ko tumhari iss halat se farak nahi padta, lekin bhagwan ke liye apne aap ko sambhalo...kyonki mujhe farak padta hai.”
Fir wo wahan se chala gaya. Raat ko sone ke kiye Juhi bedroom mein gayi tab Ajeet pehle se bistar lete hua tha. Juhi uske paas gayi aur use gale laga ke kaha, “I am sorry”
Ajeet tab bhi gusse mein tha. Use jawab diya, “Tum kyon sorry bol rahi ho? Galati to meri hai ki maine tumse shaadi ki”
Uss din ke baad dono ke beech kuch bhi pehle jaisa nahi raha. Us dono mein din-ba-din jhagde badhte gaye. Aur isi wajah se Juhi Rishabh ke aur bhi kareeb aati gayi. Wo apne pati ke saath ho rahe problems Rishabh ke saath discuss karti, aur Rishabh ke andar chipe hue bhediye ko aur khushi ho rahi thi ki uska shikaar khud chal ke uske paas aa raha tha.
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Ek din Ajeet ko kisi kaam se Delhi jana tha. Wo jaane ki taiyyari kar raha tha. Juhi uski madat kar rahi thi, lekin un dono ke beech mein bilkul baat nahi ho rahi thi, ek sannatta sa tha...toofan ke anne se pehle ka sannatta. Ajeet andar hi andar bahot udaas tha ki itna sab kuch karne be baad bhi uski biwi us se khulkar baat nahi karti, wo apne gusse ke kaboo paane ki koshish kar raha tha.
Dinner table pe baithe hi the dono, aur Juhi ne khana parosa. Khana chakhte hi Ajeet ne use bulaya aur kaha, “yeh daal chakhna zara”
Jab Juhi ne chakha to use samaj mein aaya ki daal mein namak bahot jyada hai.
“Dhyaan kahan rehta hai tumhara aaj kal?” Ajeet ne unchi awaz mein kaha aur use ek thappad maar diya. Juhi ko kaafi zor se laga aur wo cheekhi. Agle hi pal uski aankh bhar aayi. Ajeet khana chhodke bhookha hi so gaya. Juhi raat bhar so nahi payi, woh bas roti rahi.
Agle din subah Juhi se kuch kahe bina hi Ajeet chala gaya. Juhi bahot dukhi thi. Usne Rishabh ko phone kiya aur use apne ghar bula liya. Usne pehle aisa kabhi nahi kiya tha, par ab use lagne laga tha ki uski shaadi poori tarah se toot chuki hai.
Rishabh ke aate hi wo fir se rone lagi. Rote rote boli, “Ajeet aur mere beech kaafi dino se problems chal rahe hai, mujhe pata tha ki ek na ek din uska haath uthega mujhpar, par kabhi yeh nahi socha tha ki itni choti si baat pe wo mujhe maar sakta hai.”
“Dekho Juhi tum meri dost ho, main tumhara dard samaj sakta hun. Tumhara dard kam karne ke liye hi to main kuch laya hun tumhare liye...le lo ise aur bhool jao sab kuch” yeh kehte Rishabh ne drugs ka ek packet uske haath mein de diya. Uska plan ekdum seedha tha, pehle Juhi to drugs lene ko kehna aur fir nasheme uska faida uthana.
Juhi ne drugs dekhte hi mana kar diya, “nahi Rishabh yeh nahi...tumhe pata hai na, pehle kya hua tha, nahi main ye nahi le sakti”
Rishabh use samjhane ki koshish karta raha, “Juhi yeh sirf ek baar ke liye hai, abhi ke liye, main kaunsa tumhe roz roz drugs lene ko keh raha hun. Kuch nahi hoga, I swear. Maine bahot logon ke problems door kiye hai iss tarah se, sab theek ho jayega”
Utne mein chabi se darwaza khol ke Ajeet andar aaya. Use dekh ke Juhi aur Rishabh dono ki aankhen fati ki fati reh gayi. Juhi kaanpne lagi. Ajeet akela nahi tha. Uske saath police bhi thi. Police ne Rishabh ko arrest kar liya aur inspector ne Ajeet se kaha, “Thank you Mr. Shrivastav, aap ki madat se yeh drug dealer pakda gaya.”
Ajeet ne kaha, “you are welcome sir, kal tak aapko CD bhi mil jayega”
Yeh kehkar police Rishabh ko lekar chali gayi.
Juhi abhi bhi darr se kaanp rahi thi. Ajeet uske paas gaya aur muskurakar uske maathe ko chum liya.
Fir uske baalon ko sehlate hue kaha, “Daro mat Juhi, its alright. Aaj mera maksat poora hua hai. Ab sab theek ho jayega. Main janta hun tumhare mann mein bahot sawal uth rahe hai. Main saare sawalon ka jawab dunga tumhe”
“Humari kahani shuru tab hui jab maine tumhe party mein dekha. Sach kahu to dekhte hi tumse pyaar ho gaya tha mujhe. Maine tumhare baare mein aur jan'ne ki koshish ki par Rashmi ne kaha ki wo tumhare baare mein jyada kuch nahi jaanti, aur na hi Mumbai mein koi aur jaanta hai.”
“Party mein kheeche hui tumhari tasveeron ko mere ke dost ne pechana aur kaha ki usne shayad tumhe Goa mein kahin dekha hai. Tumhare baare mein aur pata karne main khud Goa gaya tha, wahan mere kuch doston ki madat se aur bhi bahot saari baatein pata chali mujhe, jaise tumhari family, Rishabh ke saath tumhara disturbed aur abusive relationship, aur tumhara drug addiction. Rehabititation centre se pata chala ki tum wahan kahin mahinon tak thi.”
“Tumhare is affair aur nashe ki lat ka asar sab se jyada tumhare family pe pada. Acche ghar se ho tum, tumhari inn harkaton se tumhare parents ko bahot sharminda hona pada. Tum isi wajah se Goa ko chhod kar Mumbai aa gayi. Tumhare parents ne Rishabh par case karne chaha, lekin saboot na mil paane ke karan use riha kar diya gaya”
“Main tum se bahot pyaar karta hun Juhi, tum dil ki bahot acchi ho, bahot pyari bhi, bas zindagi mein kuch der ke liye gumraah ho gayi thi. Maine tumhari madat karne ki thaan li, lekin main na ki sirf tumhe theek hone mein madat karna chahta tha, balki main uss darinde ko bhi saza dilwana chahta tha jiski wajah se tumhari yeh halat hui.”
“Tumhe main jaanboojh kar Goa le gaya tha apne saath, aur Rishabh ko tumhare wahan hone ki khabar bhi mere hi aadmi ne pahunchayi thi. Wo tumhe acchi tarah se jaanta tha aur tumhari kamzoriyon ko bhi. Aur jise ek baar nashe ki lat lag sakti hai use dobara lagne mein der nahi lagti. Yeh baat uske business ke liye bhi faidemand thi. Aur saath hi saath use yeh umeed thi ki shayad pichli baar ki tarah uska tumse kuch aur bhi faida ho”
“Wo tumhare peeche peeche Mumbai aaya, tab main samaj gaya tha ki wo mere jaal mein phans raha hai. Tumhare saare calls record hote the, aur maine tum dono ki saari baatein suni. Pichle kuch hafton se main jaanboojhkar tumse se buri tarah se pesh aata tha, taaki tum uske aur kareeb jao jaisa wo chahta tha.”
“Kal raat daal mein namak maine hi milaya tha. I am sorry ki maine tumpe haath uthaya, par main tumhe uksana chahta tha taaki tum use yahan bulao, aur jaisa ki mera andaaza tha Rishabh ke baare mein, ek baar tum uske apne ghar bulati, wo tumhe fir se drugs dene ki koshish zaroor karta. Aur waisa hi hua. Living room mein camere lage hue hai. Iss baar wo rangey haathon pakda gaya hai, aur use saza hokar rahegi”
“Ab sab theek ho jayega juhi...hum apni zindagi ki nayi shuruvat kar sakte hai, ek nayi subah ki tarah. Maine tumhare ghar pe khabar kar di hai, flight ki tickets bhi bhej di hai, kal tumhare parents bhi aa jayenge yahan tumse milne”
Juhi ki aankh bhar aayi yeh sab sunte sunte. Usne Ajeet ko kas ke gale laga liya, aur kaha, “Mere baare mein sab kuch jaante hue bhi tumne mujhe shaadi ki, mujhe itne pyaar se sambhala, mere liye itna kiya”
“Maine sirf tumse pyaar kiya hai Juhi” Ajeet ne muskurakar kaha.
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(Originally written by JustFlyingHigh in XP contest.)
(Originally written by JustFlyingHigh in XP contest.)
14th February 2010, 1:00 PM
Hum dono ek doosre ki baahon mein baahein daale gaadi ki taraf chal diye, ek naye josh ke saath apne bhavishya ki ek nayi shuruat karne.Aaj ka Valentine’s Day to hamare liye bahut khaas hone wala tha.
Abhi kuchh hi der pehle ki to baat hai…
14th February 2010, 10:00 AM onwards...
“Arey Jatin, ruko”, Jaise hi main airport se baahar nikal raha tha, ye awaaz mere kaano mein goonji.Maine hadbadahat mein peechhe mud kar dekha to, saamne Shreya ko khada paaya.Main achanak usey wahan dekh kar hairan reh gaya.
“Shreya, tum yahan kaise?”, Maine hairani se poochha.
“Yahi to main tumse poochhne wali thi”, Shreya ka jawab mila.
“Agar tum jaldi mein nahi ho to, aao kahin baith kar baat karte hain”, Shreya ne mujhse kaha.
Main chahta to nahi tha, par main Shreya ko inkaar na kar saka aur uske saath, airport par hi bane coffee shop mein ja kar baith gaya.
“Yahan main apni ek dost ko see-off karne aayi thi.Usne abhi -abhi Kolkata ki flight pakdi hai”Shreya ne mujhe coffee peete-peete bataya.
“Oh, Achha”, Main bola.
Darasal, Shreya aur main purane dost hain.Aaj se chaar saal pehle, jab maine Engineering mein dakhila liya tha, to Bangalore University ke dwara aayojit Annual Colleges Meet mein hamari mulakat huyi thi. Wahin se hamari dosti ki shuruat huyi .Yoon to Shreya aur main alag-alag colleges mein padhte the,par hum kabhi-kabhar ek doosre se doston ki haisiyat se mila karte the.Aisa kareeb 6 mahine chalta raha.Par na jaane kab Shreya ke dil mein hamari dosti ne pyar ka roop dharan kar liya aur wo mujhse man hi man pyar karne lagi.Mujhe is baat ka pata tab chala,jab hamari aisi hi kisi mulakat mein usne mujhe sharmate huye bataya ki wo mujhe dost se kahin jyada maanti hai aur mujhse man hi man pyar karti hai,aur phir usne mujhse mere dil ka haal poochha….
Us waqt, uski is baat ka mere paas koi jawab nahi tha.Maine Shreya ko kabhi ek dost se jyada badh kar dekha hi nahi tha.Aur dekhta bhi kaise, kyonki main to apna dil pehle hi kisi ko de baitha tha.Main us waqt Shreya se ye keh kar laut gaya ki us ke sawal ka jawab main usey kal doonga.Maine us ek din mein apne andar himmat jutayi aur agle din, maine Shreya ko sab kuchh bata diya ki main usey nahi, balki Priyanka se pyar karta hoon.
Ye sun kar Shreya ka dil toot gaya.Priyanka mere college mein hi padhti thi. Wo Shreya ki hi dost thi aur mujhe Shreya ne hi us se milwaya tha.Maine Shreya ko kayi baar pehle bhi bataya tha ki Priyanka mujhe bahut achhi lagti hai, par shayad wo mere kehne ka matlab samajh nahi saki thi.Maine Shreya ko samjhaya lekin wo itni toot gayi thi, ki usne mujhse phir kabhi na milne ka faisla le liya.Main bhi Shreya ko dukhi dekh kar bahut pareshan tha, par uska marz kuchh aisa tha, jiska ilaaj mere paas nahi tha.
Bas…………Wo aakhri din tha Shreya aur meri mulakat ka.Us din ke baad se hum na to kabhi mile aur na hi hamari kabhi phone par baat huyi.Maine Shreya ko bahut calls kiye,par usne meri kisi call ka jawab nahi diya. Priyanka ne bhi bahut koshish ki hamari dosti phir se kaayam karwane ki.Par har baar, Shreya ki taraf se yahi jawabmilta ki main usey hamesha ke liye bhool jaoon.
Bahut koshishon ke baad bhi jab wo na maani, to maine bhi ek din faisla kar liya ki mujhe bhi aisi khudgarj ladki se koi wasta nahi rakhna, jise apne pyar ke alawa kuchh dikhta hi nahi, na hamari dosti, na kisi aur ki khushi.Mere man mein Shreya ke liye nafrat si paida ho gayi.Maine Priyanka ko bhi keh diya ki wo bhi Shreya se koi wasta na rakhe, ya phir mujhe bhool jaaye.Priyanka ko us waqt meri wo baat maanni hi padi.
Aur aaj yoon achanak, taqdeer ne humein ek doosre se phir milwa diya.Shayad uparwala bhi yahi chahta tha ki hamari dosti ek baar phir se kaayam ho, khaas taur par ab, jab hum dono Bangalore chhod kar hamesha ke liye apne-apne shahar lautne wale hain.Kal hi to final year ke exams khatm huye the.Aur ab dheere dheere sab students apne-apne ghar ko laut rahe the.
Main abhi in purani yaadon mein khoya hi huya tha, ki achanak Shreya ne mujhse poochha,”Par tum yahan kaise?”
Maine thoda hichkichate huye, usey bata hi diya ki main Priyanka ko see-off karne wahan aaya tha.
“Oh, Achha” Wo apna sar thoda sa neeche jhuka kar dheere se boli.
“Priyanka to Delhi ki hi hai na?”Shreya ne baat ko aage badhate huye mujhse poochha.
Maine apna sar haan mein hila diya.
“Kaisi hai wo? Tum bhi to Delhi mein hi rehte ho !! Tum nahi gaye uske saath? Tum dono ki baat kuchh aage badhi? Kab de rahe ho apni shaadi ki good news?”Shreya ne ek hi saans mein sab pooch liya, jaise wo sab kuchh janne ke liye bahut utsuk ho.
Main thoda hichkichaya, par phir maine bhi ek hi saans mein apni aur Priyanka ki sachai Shreya ke aage rakh di.
“Darasal Shreya, mere aur Priyanka ke beech mein ab kuchh nahi hai”, Maine Shreya ko bataya.
“Kya? Ye kaise hua? Tum dono to ek doosre ko le kar bahut serious they”Shreya ne chinta bhari aawaz mein mujhse poochha.
Maine Shreya ko aage bataya,”Priyanka bewafa nikli.Pichhle do mahine se uska affair ek doosre ladke ke saath chal raha tha.Usne mujhse ye baat chhupai rakhi.Mujhe to mere kuchh doston se is bare mein pata chala,jab unhone Priyanka ko kayi baar us ladke ke saath ghoomte huye dekha.Par mujhe Priyanka par itna bharosa tha ki maine apne doston ki baat bhi na maani aur maine khud is baat ki teh tak jaane ka faisla kiya.Maine khud Priyanka ka 2-3 baar peechha kiya.Aur afsos,mere dost sahi nikle.Wo har baar us ladke se milne hi pahunchi.”
Meri aankhein thodi nam ho aayi.Maine thoda paani piya aur phir ek gehri saans lete huye,Shreya ko aage bataane laga,”Main to phir bhi yahi chahta tha ki jo kuchh maine dekha ,wo sirf ek bhram ho,isiliye maine Priyanka se bhi us ladke ke baare mein poochha,par meri baat ka uske paas koi jawab hi nahi tha.Shreya,main poori tarah se bikhar gaya tha.Mera dil choor-choor ho gaya tha.Bas usi din se hamare beech sab kuchh khatm ho gaya,aur phir exams aa gaye aur main un mein vyast ho gaya.Aaj bhi main Priyanka ke kehne par hi usey see-off karne aaya tha,kyonki wo jaane se pehle,mujhse ek baar milna chahti thi.Aaj,mere dil ke kisi kone mein ek umeed jagi thi ki kaash Priyanka mujhse ek baar keh de ki jo kuchh maine dekha,wo sirf ek bhram tha,aur wo sirf mujhe chahti hai.Par usne mujhse aisa kuchh na kaha,aur wo flight pakad kar Delhi chali gayi.Meri umeed ka jo aakhri diya tha,wo bhi ab bhuj gaya hai,Shreya !!”Ye sab kehte-kehte mera gala bhar aaya aur main phoot-phoot kar rone laga.
Tab Shreya mere kandhe par haath rakh kar mujhe hausla dene ki koshish karne lagi.”Hausla rakho, Jatin.Sab kuchh theek ho jayega”
Maine kisi tarah khud ko sambhala.
Shreya mera haath apne haathon mein le kar sehlane lagi aur mujhe hausla dene ki koshish karne lagi.Aaj jis tarah se usne mera haath pakda, mujhe un purane dino ki yaad aa gayi, jab meri aur Shreya ki nayi nayi dosti huyi thi.Hum jab bhi kabhi ek doosre se milte they, yoon hi ek doosre ka haath pakad kar baatein kiya karte they.Mujhe ek pal ke liye aisa laga, ki jaise, mujhe wo apni purani dost, Shreya phir se wapis mil gayi ho.
Maine apne aansoo ponchhe aur Shreya se bhavuk hote huye bola,”Shreya, ye waqt bhi kya cheez hai na !! Jis ladki ke pyar ki wajah se main tumse nafrat karne laga tha, aaj wo mujhe chhod kar hamesha ke liye chali gayi aur tum is takleef mein, mera hausla badha rahi ho, mera saath de rahi ho.Shreya, mujhe maaf kar do, maine tumhe galat samjha”.
“Ye kaisi baat kar rahe ho,Jatin.Maafi to mujhe tumse maangni chahiye.Main apne swarth mein kitni andhi ho gayi thi.Apne pyar ke aage mujhe kuchh dikhai hi nahi diya.Maine itna bhi nahi samjha,ki ek dost ke naate,mujhe us mein hi khush rehna chahiye,jis mein mere do doston ki khushi ho.Waise bhi to pyar ka doosra naam kurbaani hai.Shayad mujhe ye sab kabhi samajh mein nahi aata.Par phir,meri jindagi mein ek shaqs aaya aur mujhe dheere-dheere pyar ka asli matlab samajh mein aaya,jab wo mujhe hamesha khush rakhne ki koshish rakhta,chahe usey kuchh bhi karna pade,kyonki wo mujhse beintehaa pyar karta hai,aur meri khushi se badh kar uske liye kuchh nahi hai,aur na hi uski khushi se badh kar mere liye kuchh hai.Jise aap pyar karte ho,uski khushi mein hi aapki asli khushi honi chahiye,ye hota hai niswarth pyar ka asli matlab.Main us waqt galat thi,aur main sharminda hoon”, Kehte kehte Shreya bhi thodi bhavuk ho gayi,aur uski aankhon se bhi aansoo chhalak aaye.
Maine apni jeb se rumal nikal kar Shreya ko diya aur us se bola,”Aansoo Ponchh lo Shreya.Chhodo purani baatein.Chalo, aaj se hum dono apni dosti ki nayi shuruat karte hain”.
Shreya ne aansoo ponchhe aur mujhse haath milate huye boli,”Thanks, Jatin.Mujhe samajhne ke liye aur mujhe maaf karne ke liye.Aaj se hum phir se wahi purane dost hain”.
“Ab aage ka kya socha hai?” Shreya ne mujhse poochha.
“Bas ab to parson flight pakad kar Delhi laut jaaonga, phir sochunga ki aage kya karna hai”Maine jawab diya.
“Jatin, mujhe bahut afsos hai Priyanka aur tumhare beech jo hua, uske bare mein sun kar.Par is mein bhi kuchh achha hi hoga, shayad”, Shreya ne mera haath pakad kar bola.
“Chalo chhodo, jo huya so huya.Par main tumhare liye bahut khush hoon ki tumhein apne hisse ka pyar mil gaya”, Main Shreya ki aankhon mein dekhte huye usey bola.
“Waise, kaun hai wo?” Maine Shreya se utsukta se poochha.
“Abhi thodi der mein wo mujhe lene yahin aane wala hai.Tum khud hi mil lena”, Shreya bol hi rahi thi ki achanak uske cellphone par kisi ki call aa gayi.
“Excuse me, Jatin”, Shreya ne mujhse kaha aur phir apne phone par baat karne lagi.
Phone par baat karne ke baad, Shreya mujhse boli,”Jatin, jis se tum milna chahte they, wo baahar mera intezaar kar raha hai.Aao main tumhe us se milwati hoon.Wo tum se mil kar bahut khush hoga”.
Main Shreya ke saath airport ke baahar chal diya.Airport ke bahar kuchh doori par ek gaadi khadi thi.Hum jaise hi us gaadi ke paas pahunche, gaadi ka darwaza khula aur ek shaqs baahar nikla.
“Jatin, milo inse, ye hain Sahil, jinke bare mein main tumhe abhi bata rahi thi.Sahil, ye hai Jatin, mera purana dost”, Shreya ne ye bol kar hum dono ko introduce karaya.
Sahil ne mujhse haath milaya aur phir apne gale se laga liya.Sahi kaha tha Shreya ne, ki Sahil mujhse mil kar bahut khush hoga.Wo mujhse mil kar bahut khush huya aur mujhse bahut achhi tarah se mila.Par, Sahil se mil kar, mere khoon ka ek-ek katra khaul utha.Yahi to wo insaan tha, jiska affair Priyanka se pichhle do mahine se chal raha tha.Main us waqt kuchh samajh nahi paya, aur mauke ki najakat dekhte huye chup raha.
“Chalo, Shreya.Happy Valentine’s day.Ab tum niklo.Main tumse kal baat karta hoon”.Maine Shreya ko bola.
Shreya ne apna phone number mujhe diya aur Sahil ke saath uski gaadi mein baith kar wahan se chali gayi.Shreya to chali gayi, par main kuchh der tak wahin khada raha but ban kar.Mujhe kuchh bhi samajh mein nahi aa raha tha.
Maine gaadi sadak ke kinare par rok di aur Shreya ko call laga di.
“Hello, Jatin.Kya huya?” Phone se Shreya ki aawaz mere kaano mein padi.
Main thoda hadbadata hua bola,”Hello…..Shreya……Main ye kehna chahta tha ki…….”
“Kya hua Jatin, tum kuchh pareshan lag rahe ho”, Shreya ne meri pareshani bhaanp kar mujhse poochha.
“Haan, Shreya.Baat hi kuchh aisi hai…”Phir maine kisi tarah himmat juta kar saari baat Shreya ko bata di.
“Sorry, Shreya.Main tumhe takleef nahi pahunchana chahta tha.Par, maine socha ki ek dost hone ke naate, mujhe tumhein asliyat bata deni chahiye”Maine saari baat karne ke baad Shreya se phone par kaha.
Meri baat sun kar, Shreya kuchh pal ke liye to chup rahi, phir usne mujhe ek gift-shop ka address diya, aur wahan aane ke liye kaha.
“Jatin, tum yahin aa jao.Main aur Sahil yahin par hain.Sahil abhi gift-shop ke andar hai aur main baahar aa kar tumse baat kar rahi hoon.Main kisi tarah Sahil ko yahin rok kar rakhti hoon.”Shreya ne mujhse kaha aur call kaat di.
Maine apni gaadi ghumai aur us gift-shop ki taraf chal diya.Jab main us gift-shop par pahuncha to maine dekha ki Shreya aur Sahil wahin gift-shop ke baahar mera intejaar kar rahe they.Maine apni gaadi roki aur unki taraf chal diya.
Main jaise hi unke kareeb pahuncha, mere kuchh bolne se pehle hi Shreya bol padi,”Aao, Jatin.Hum tumhara hi intejaar kar rahe they.Abhi jo kuchh bhi tumne mujhe Sahil ke bare mein bataya, wo sab mujhe pehle se hi pata hai”.
“Main kuchh samjha nahi,Shreya”, main thoda pareshan ho kar bola.
“Main tumhe samjhata hoon,Jatin,” Sahil ne ab apni chuppi todi.
“Darasal,tum mere aur Priyanka ke beech mein jo kuchh bhi samajh rahe ho,waisa kuchh bhi nahi hai.Haan, wo mujhse kuchh baar milne jaroor aayi,par wo isliye ki wo apni dost Shreya ki madad kar sakey.Abhi kuchh mahino pehle,mere aur Shreya ke beech mein kuchh galatfahmi ho gayi thi aur maine Shreya se baat tak karni chhod di thi.Thak Haar kar,Shreya ne Priyanka se madad maangi taaki wo hamare beech ki galatfahmi door karne mein uski madad kar sakey.Priyanka mujhe samjhane ke liye aur Shreya aur mere beech mein hui galatfahmi door karne ke liye hi mere paas aati thi.Aur,wo is kaam mein safal bhi hui.Dekho,main aur Shreya aaj phir se tumhare saamne khade hain.”
“Par, Par………Priyanka se jab maine tumhare bare mein poochha to wo ye sab bata to sakti thi !!” Maine thoda hairan ho kar kaha.
Is baar Shreya ki taraf se mujhe jawab mila,”Kaise batati wo tumhein? Tumhi ne to usey bola tha ki wo mujhse apni dosti hamesha ke liye tod de.Aur agar wo tumhein ye batati, ki wo us ladki ki madad kar rahi hai, jis se tumne usey baat tak karne ke liye mana kar rakha hai, to kya tum usey maaf karte? Wo waise bhi bahut toot gayi thi jab tumne us par shak kiya.Wo rote-rote sab se pehle mere paas hi ye bataane aayi thi.Haan, us se ek galti jaroor ho gayi, ki usne tumhare kehne ke bawjood mujhse dosti nahi todi”.
“Nahi Shreya,galti us se nahi,mujhse ho gayi,jo main uske pyar ko samajh na saka,aur us par bewajah shak kar baitha.Aur ab, maine usey hamesha ke liye kho diya,” Main khud ko sambhal na saka aur meri aankhein bhar aayi.
Shreya ne mere kandhe par haath rakha, aur boli,”Jatin, Hausla mat haaro.Priyanka ne tumse sacha pyar kiya hai, aur ab jab tumhein apni galti ka ehsaas ho hi gaya hai, to mujhe poora vishwas hai ki wo tumhein maaf kar degi.Ab tak to wo Delhi pahunch gayi hogi.Main abhi us se phone par baat karti hoon.”
Shreya ne Priyanka ko call karne ki koshish ki par call lag nahi paayi.
“Koi baat nahi Jatin,main thodi der mein phir usey call karti hoon.Tab tak tum Sahil ke liye gift lene mein meri madad kar do”,Shreya boli.
“Haan, Jaroor”.Maine Shreya ko jawab diya aur hum gift-shop ke andar chale gaye.
Main aur Shreya, gift-shop mein rakhe gifts dekhne lage.Main abhi dekh hi raha tha, ki peechhe se Shreya ne mere kandhe par hath rakha aur boli,”Ye gift kaisa rahega, Jatin”.
Maine Shreya ke haath mein pakde gift ko dekha aur bola,”Haan, ye theek rahega” aur phir uske chehre ki taraf najar ghumai.
Jaise hi maine najar ghumai, mere pairon ke neeche se jameen khisak gayi.Samne Shreya nahi, Priyanka khadi thi.
Is se pehle ki main kuchh samajh paata, kuchh doori par khadi Shreya bol padi,”Jatin, Priyanka Delhi gayi hi nahi.Wo airport par hi kuchh der ruk kar waapis aa gayi.Ye saara plan, mera hi banaya hua tha taki main tumhare aur Priyanka ke beech ki galatfahmi ko door kar sakoon.Saari sachai tumhare rubaru lane ke liye, mujhe is se achha tareeka nahi soojha”.
Tabhi, Sahil muskurate huye bola, “Aur is sab se ek aur fayda bhi huya ki tumhari Shreya se dosti phir se kaayam ho gayi.”
Maine Shreya ka haath pakad kar bola,”Tumne sahi hi kaha tha ki is mein bhi kuchh achha hi hoga.Agar ye sab na hota, to main hamesha ke liye shayad tumhare jaisi dost ko kho deta.Shreya, Thankyou so much.Tumne to aaj Valentine’s day par, mujhe meri jindagi hi uphaar mein de di”, Meri aankhon mein aansoo they aur maine Shreya ko gale se laga liya.
Maine Priyanka ki taraf dekha.Wo thoda door, najrein jhukaye khadi thi.Main usey bola,”I am so sorry, Priyanka.Maine tumhare pyar par shak kiya”
Mere Itna kehte hi Priyanka ke aansoo chhalak uthe aur wo daud kar mere paas aayi aur mujhe apne gale se laga liya.Hamare dil ki dhadkanein us waqt yahi guftagu kar rahi thi ki:
Aaj ka Valentine’s day to mere liye bahut khaas tha.Aaj na sirf mujhe apna khoya hua pyar aur ek achha dost wapis mila, balki aaj ke Valentine’s day ne ,mujhe jindagi mein pyar ki ahmiyat aur sachi dosti ke mayne bhi sikha diye.
Tabhi, Sahil majak mein bola,”Saara Valentine’s Day is gift-shop mein hi manaoge kya, aage ka kya program hai ? ”.
“Abhi Dopahar ke 1 baj rahe hain,to pehle hum kisi achhe restaurant mein jaa kar lunch karenge,uske baad movie, phir shaam ko candle-light dinner aur raat ko discotheque.Kya kehte ho Sahil?”,maine Sahil ki baat ka jawab diya.
“Bilkul, Aaj hum chaaron saath mein hi Valentine’s Day manate hain. Jatin, Aaj ka program to mast set kiya hai tumne”, Sahil muskurate huye bola.
Hum chaaron muskurate huye gift-shop se baahar ki aur chal diye.Baahar aa kar, Shreya, Sahil ke saath uski gaadi mein baith gayi.
Meri aankhon ne Priyanka ki aankhon mein dekha, to wahan se unhein yahi jawab mil raha tha:
Maine Priyanka ki taraf apna haath badhaya aur usne mera haath thaam liya. Kuchh doori par meri gaadi khadi thi.
Hum dono ek doosre ki baahon mein baahein daale gaadi ki taraf chal diye, ek naye josh ke saath apne bhavishya ki ek nayi shuruat karne.Aaj ka Valentine’s Day to hamare liye bahut khaas hone wala tha...
Hum dono ek doosre ki baahon mein baahein daale gaadi ki taraf chal diye, ek naye josh ke saath apne bhavishya ki ek nayi shuruat karne.Aaj ka Valentine’s Day to hamare liye bahut khaas hone wala tha.
Abhi kuchh hi der pehle ki to baat hai…
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14th February 2010, 10:00 AM onwards...
“Arey Jatin, ruko”, Jaise hi main airport se baahar nikal raha tha, ye awaaz mere kaano mein goonji.Maine hadbadahat mein peechhe mud kar dekha to, saamne Shreya ko khada paaya.Main achanak usey wahan dekh kar hairan reh gaya.
“Shreya, tum yahan kaise?”, Maine hairani se poochha.
“Yahi to main tumse poochhne wali thi”, Shreya ka jawab mila.
“Agar tum jaldi mein nahi ho to, aao kahin baith kar baat karte hain”, Shreya ne mujhse kaha.
Main chahta to nahi tha, par main Shreya ko inkaar na kar saka aur uske saath, airport par hi bane coffee shop mein ja kar baith gaya.
“Yahan main apni ek dost ko see-off karne aayi thi.Usne abhi -abhi Kolkata ki flight pakdi hai”Shreya ne mujhe coffee peete-peete bataya.
“Oh, Achha”, Main bola.
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Darasal, Shreya aur main purane dost hain.Aaj se chaar saal pehle, jab maine Engineering mein dakhila liya tha, to Bangalore University ke dwara aayojit Annual Colleges Meet mein hamari mulakat huyi thi. Wahin se hamari dosti ki shuruat huyi .Yoon to Shreya aur main alag-alag colleges mein padhte the,par hum kabhi-kabhar ek doosre se doston ki haisiyat se mila karte the.Aisa kareeb 6 mahine chalta raha.Par na jaane kab Shreya ke dil mein hamari dosti ne pyar ka roop dharan kar liya aur wo mujhse man hi man pyar karne lagi.Mujhe is baat ka pata tab chala,jab hamari aisi hi kisi mulakat mein usne mujhe sharmate huye bataya ki wo mujhe dost se kahin jyada maanti hai aur mujhse man hi man pyar karti hai,aur phir usne mujhse mere dil ka haal poochha….
Us waqt, uski is baat ka mere paas koi jawab nahi tha.Maine Shreya ko kabhi ek dost se jyada badh kar dekha hi nahi tha.Aur dekhta bhi kaise, kyonki main to apna dil pehle hi kisi ko de baitha tha.Main us waqt Shreya se ye keh kar laut gaya ki us ke sawal ka jawab main usey kal doonga.Maine us ek din mein apne andar himmat jutayi aur agle din, maine Shreya ko sab kuchh bata diya ki main usey nahi, balki Priyanka se pyar karta hoon.
Ye sun kar Shreya ka dil toot gaya.Priyanka mere college mein hi padhti thi. Wo Shreya ki hi dost thi aur mujhe Shreya ne hi us se milwaya tha.Maine Shreya ko kayi baar pehle bhi bataya tha ki Priyanka mujhe bahut achhi lagti hai, par shayad wo mere kehne ka matlab samajh nahi saki thi.Maine Shreya ko samjhaya lekin wo itni toot gayi thi, ki usne mujhse phir kabhi na milne ka faisla le liya.Main bhi Shreya ko dukhi dekh kar bahut pareshan tha, par uska marz kuchh aisa tha, jiska ilaaj mere paas nahi tha.
Bas…………Wo aakhri din tha Shreya aur meri mulakat ka.Us din ke baad se hum na to kabhi mile aur na hi hamari kabhi phone par baat huyi.Maine Shreya ko bahut calls kiye,par usne meri kisi call ka jawab nahi diya. Priyanka ne bhi bahut koshish ki hamari dosti phir se kaayam karwane ki.Par har baar, Shreya ki taraf se yahi jawabmilta ki main usey hamesha ke liye bhool jaoon.
Bahut koshishon ke baad bhi jab wo na maani, to maine bhi ek din faisla kar liya ki mujhe bhi aisi khudgarj ladki se koi wasta nahi rakhna, jise apne pyar ke alawa kuchh dikhta hi nahi, na hamari dosti, na kisi aur ki khushi.Mere man mein Shreya ke liye nafrat si paida ho gayi.Maine Priyanka ko bhi keh diya ki wo bhi Shreya se koi wasta na rakhe, ya phir mujhe bhool jaaye.Priyanka ko us waqt meri wo baat maanni hi padi.
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Aur aaj yoon achanak, taqdeer ne humein ek doosre se phir milwa diya.Shayad uparwala bhi yahi chahta tha ki hamari dosti ek baar phir se kaayam ho, khaas taur par ab, jab hum dono Bangalore chhod kar hamesha ke liye apne-apne shahar lautne wale hain.Kal hi to final year ke exams khatm huye the.Aur ab dheere dheere sab students apne-apne ghar ko laut rahe the.
Main abhi in purani yaadon mein khoya hi huya tha, ki achanak Shreya ne mujhse poochha,”Par tum yahan kaise?”
Maine thoda hichkichate huye, usey bata hi diya ki main Priyanka ko see-off karne wahan aaya tha.
“Oh, Achha” Wo apna sar thoda sa neeche jhuka kar dheere se boli.
“Priyanka to Delhi ki hi hai na?”Shreya ne baat ko aage badhate huye mujhse poochha.
Maine apna sar haan mein hila diya.
“Kaisi hai wo? Tum bhi to Delhi mein hi rehte ho !! Tum nahi gaye uske saath? Tum dono ki baat kuchh aage badhi? Kab de rahe ho apni shaadi ki good news?”Shreya ne ek hi saans mein sab pooch liya, jaise wo sab kuchh janne ke liye bahut utsuk ho.
Main thoda hichkichaya, par phir maine bhi ek hi saans mein apni aur Priyanka ki sachai Shreya ke aage rakh di.
“Darasal Shreya, mere aur Priyanka ke beech mein ab kuchh nahi hai”, Maine Shreya ko bataya.
“Kya? Ye kaise hua? Tum dono to ek doosre ko le kar bahut serious they”Shreya ne chinta bhari aawaz mein mujhse poochha.
Maine Shreya ko aage bataya,”Priyanka bewafa nikli.Pichhle do mahine se uska affair ek doosre ladke ke saath chal raha tha.Usne mujhse ye baat chhupai rakhi.Mujhe to mere kuchh doston se is bare mein pata chala,jab unhone Priyanka ko kayi baar us ladke ke saath ghoomte huye dekha.Par mujhe Priyanka par itna bharosa tha ki maine apne doston ki baat bhi na maani aur maine khud is baat ki teh tak jaane ka faisla kiya.Maine khud Priyanka ka 2-3 baar peechha kiya.Aur afsos,mere dost sahi nikle.Wo har baar us ladke se milne hi pahunchi.”
Meri aankhein thodi nam ho aayi.Maine thoda paani piya aur phir ek gehri saans lete huye,Shreya ko aage bataane laga,”Main to phir bhi yahi chahta tha ki jo kuchh maine dekha ,wo sirf ek bhram ho,isiliye maine Priyanka se bhi us ladke ke baare mein poochha,par meri baat ka uske paas koi jawab hi nahi tha.Shreya,main poori tarah se bikhar gaya tha.Mera dil choor-choor ho gaya tha.Bas usi din se hamare beech sab kuchh khatm ho gaya,aur phir exams aa gaye aur main un mein vyast ho gaya.Aaj bhi main Priyanka ke kehne par hi usey see-off karne aaya tha,kyonki wo jaane se pehle,mujhse ek baar milna chahti thi.Aaj,mere dil ke kisi kone mein ek umeed jagi thi ki kaash Priyanka mujhse ek baar keh de ki jo kuchh maine dekha,wo sirf ek bhram tha,aur wo sirf mujhe chahti hai.Par usne mujhse aisa kuchh na kaha,aur wo flight pakad kar Delhi chali gayi.Meri umeed ka jo aakhri diya tha,wo bhi ab bhuj gaya hai,Shreya !!”Ye sab kehte-kehte mera gala bhar aaya aur main phoot-phoot kar rone laga.
Tab Shreya mere kandhe par haath rakh kar mujhe hausla dene ki koshish karne lagi.”Hausla rakho, Jatin.Sab kuchh theek ho jayega”
Maine kisi tarah khud ko sambhala.
Shreya mera haath apne haathon mein le kar sehlane lagi aur mujhe hausla dene ki koshish karne lagi.Aaj jis tarah se usne mera haath pakda, mujhe un purane dino ki yaad aa gayi, jab meri aur Shreya ki nayi nayi dosti huyi thi.Hum jab bhi kabhi ek doosre se milte they, yoon hi ek doosre ka haath pakad kar baatein kiya karte they.Mujhe ek pal ke liye aisa laga, ki jaise, mujhe wo apni purani dost, Shreya phir se wapis mil gayi ho.
Maine apne aansoo ponchhe aur Shreya se bhavuk hote huye bola,”Shreya, ye waqt bhi kya cheez hai na !! Jis ladki ke pyar ki wajah se main tumse nafrat karne laga tha, aaj wo mujhe chhod kar hamesha ke liye chali gayi aur tum is takleef mein, mera hausla badha rahi ho, mera saath de rahi ho.Shreya, mujhe maaf kar do, maine tumhe galat samjha”.
“Ye kaisi baat kar rahe ho,Jatin.Maafi to mujhe tumse maangni chahiye.Main apne swarth mein kitni andhi ho gayi thi.Apne pyar ke aage mujhe kuchh dikhai hi nahi diya.Maine itna bhi nahi samjha,ki ek dost ke naate,mujhe us mein hi khush rehna chahiye,jis mein mere do doston ki khushi ho.Waise bhi to pyar ka doosra naam kurbaani hai.Shayad mujhe ye sab kabhi samajh mein nahi aata.Par phir,meri jindagi mein ek shaqs aaya aur mujhe dheere-dheere pyar ka asli matlab samajh mein aaya,jab wo mujhe hamesha khush rakhne ki koshish rakhta,chahe usey kuchh bhi karna pade,kyonki wo mujhse beintehaa pyar karta hai,aur meri khushi se badh kar uske liye kuchh nahi hai,aur na hi uski khushi se badh kar mere liye kuchh hai.Jise aap pyar karte ho,uski khushi mein hi aapki asli khushi honi chahiye,ye hota hai niswarth pyar ka asli matlab.Main us waqt galat thi,aur main sharminda hoon”, Kehte kehte Shreya bhi thodi bhavuk ho gayi,aur uski aankhon se bhi aansoo chhalak aaye.
Maine apni jeb se rumal nikal kar Shreya ko diya aur us se bola,”Aansoo Ponchh lo Shreya.Chhodo purani baatein.Chalo, aaj se hum dono apni dosti ki nayi shuruat karte hain”.
Shreya ne aansoo ponchhe aur mujhse haath milate huye boli,”Thanks, Jatin.Mujhe samajhne ke liye aur mujhe maaf karne ke liye.Aaj se hum phir se wahi purane dost hain”.
“Ab aage ka kya socha hai?” Shreya ne mujhse poochha.
“Bas ab to parson flight pakad kar Delhi laut jaaonga, phir sochunga ki aage kya karna hai”Maine jawab diya.
“Jatin, mujhe bahut afsos hai Priyanka aur tumhare beech jo hua, uske bare mein sun kar.Par is mein bhi kuchh achha hi hoga, shayad”, Shreya ne mera haath pakad kar bola.
“Chalo chhodo, jo huya so huya.Par main tumhare liye bahut khush hoon ki tumhein apne hisse ka pyar mil gaya”, Main Shreya ki aankhon mein dekhte huye usey bola.
“Waise, kaun hai wo?” Maine Shreya se utsukta se poochha.
“Abhi thodi der mein wo mujhe lene yahin aane wala hai.Tum khud hi mil lena”, Shreya bol hi rahi thi ki achanak uske cellphone par kisi ki call aa gayi.
“Excuse me, Jatin”, Shreya ne mujhse kaha aur phir apne phone par baat karne lagi.
Phone par baat karne ke baad, Shreya mujhse boli,”Jatin, jis se tum milna chahte they, wo baahar mera intezaar kar raha hai.Aao main tumhe us se milwati hoon.Wo tum se mil kar bahut khush hoga”.
Main Shreya ke saath airport ke baahar chal diya.Airport ke bahar kuchh doori par ek gaadi khadi thi.Hum jaise hi us gaadi ke paas pahunche, gaadi ka darwaza khula aur ek shaqs baahar nikla.
“Jatin, milo inse, ye hain Sahil, jinke bare mein main tumhe abhi bata rahi thi.Sahil, ye hai Jatin, mera purana dost”, Shreya ne ye bol kar hum dono ko introduce karaya.
Sahil ne mujhse haath milaya aur phir apne gale se laga liya.Sahi kaha tha Shreya ne, ki Sahil mujhse mil kar bahut khush hoga.Wo mujhse mil kar bahut khush huya aur mujhse bahut achhi tarah se mila.Par, Sahil se mil kar, mere khoon ka ek-ek katra khaul utha.Yahi to wo insaan tha, jiska affair Priyanka se pichhle do mahine se chal raha tha.Main us waqt kuchh samajh nahi paya, aur mauke ki najakat dekhte huye chup raha.
“Chalo, Shreya.Happy Valentine’s day.Ab tum niklo.Main tumse kal baat karta hoon”.Maine Shreya ko bola.
Shreya ne apna phone number mujhe diya aur Sahil ke saath uski gaadi mein baith kar wahan se chali gayi.Shreya to chali gayi, par main kuchh der tak wahin khada raha but ban kar.Mujhe kuchh bhi samajh mein nahi aa raha tha.
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Maine kuchh der baad apne ko sambhala aur kisi tarah apne gusse par kaabu rakh kar apni gaadi mein baith kar wahan se apne ghar ki taraf chal diya.Main chala ja raha tha,ki tabhi maine ye faisla kar liya ki,ek dost ke naate, mujhe Shreya se baat kar ke Sahil ki asliyat usey batani chahiye.
Maine gaadi sadak ke kinare par rok di aur Shreya ko call laga di.
“Hello, Jatin.Kya huya?” Phone se Shreya ki aawaz mere kaano mein padi.
Main thoda hadbadata hua bola,”Hello…..Shreya……Main ye kehna chahta tha ki…….”
“Kya hua Jatin, tum kuchh pareshan lag rahe ho”, Shreya ne meri pareshani bhaanp kar mujhse poochha.
“Haan, Shreya.Baat hi kuchh aisi hai…”Phir maine kisi tarah himmat juta kar saari baat Shreya ko bata di.
“Sorry, Shreya.Main tumhe takleef nahi pahunchana chahta tha.Par, maine socha ki ek dost hone ke naate, mujhe tumhein asliyat bata deni chahiye”Maine saari baat karne ke baad Shreya se phone par kaha.
Meri baat sun kar, Shreya kuchh pal ke liye to chup rahi, phir usne mujhe ek gift-shop ka address diya, aur wahan aane ke liye kaha.
“Jatin, tum yahin aa jao.Main aur Sahil yahin par hain.Sahil abhi gift-shop ke andar hai aur main baahar aa kar tumse baat kar rahi hoon.Main kisi tarah Sahil ko yahin rok kar rakhti hoon.”Shreya ne mujhse kaha aur call kaat di.
Maine apni gaadi ghumai aur us gift-shop ki taraf chal diya.Jab main us gift-shop par pahuncha to maine dekha ki Shreya aur Sahil wahin gift-shop ke baahar mera intejaar kar rahe they.Maine apni gaadi roki aur unki taraf chal diya.
Main jaise hi unke kareeb pahuncha, mere kuchh bolne se pehle hi Shreya bol padi,”Aao, Jatin.Hum tumhara hi intejaar kar rahe they.Abhi jo kuchh bhi tumne mujhe Sahil ke bare mein bataya, wo sab mujhe pehle se hi pata hai”.
“Main kuchh samjha nahi,Shreya”, main thoda pareshan ho kar bola.
“Main tumhe samjhata hoon,Jatin,” Sahil ne ab apni chuppi todi.
“Darasal,tum mere aur Priyanka ke beech mein jo kuchh bhi samajh rahe ho,waisa kuchh bhi nahi hai.Haan, wo mujhse kuchh baar milne jaroor aayi,par wo isliye ki wo apni dost Shreya ki madad kar sakey.Abhi kuchh mahino pehle,mere aur Shreya ke beech mein kuchh galatfahmi ho gayi thi aur maine Shreya se baat tak karni chhod di thi.Thak Haar kar,Shreya ne Priyanka se madad maangi taaki wo hamare beech ki galatfahmi door karne mein uski madad kar sakey.Priyanka mujhe samjhane ke liye aur Shreya aur mere beech mein hui galatfahmi door karne ke liye hi mere paas aati thi.Aur,wo is kaam mein safal bhi hui.Dekho,main aur Shreya aaj phir se tumhare saamne khade hain.”
“Par, Par………Priyanka se jab maine tumhare bare mein poochha to wo ye sab bata to sakti thi !!” Maine thoda hairan ho kar kaha.
Is baar Shreya ki taraf se mujhe jawab mila,”Kaise batati wo tumhein? Tumhi ne to usey bola tha ki wo mujhse apni dosti hamesha ke liye tod de.Aur agar wo tumhein ye batati, ki wo us ladki ki madad kar rahi hai, jis se tumne usey baat tak karne ke liye mana kar rakha hai, to kya tum usey maaf karte? Wo waise bhi bahut toot gayi thi jab tumne us par shak kiya.Wo rote-rote sab se pehle mere paas hi ye bataane aayi thi.Haan, us se ek galti jaroor ho gayi, ki usne tumhare kehne ke bawjood mujhse dosti nahi todi”.
“Nahi Shreya,galti us se nahi,mujhse ho gayi,jo main uske pyar ko samajh na saka,aur us par bewajah shak kar baitha.Aur ab, maine usey hamesha ke liye kho diya,” Main khud ko sambhal na saka aur meri aankhein bhar aayi.
Shreya ne mere kandhe par haath rakha, aur boli,”Jatin, Hausla mat haaro.Priyanka ne tumse sacha pyar kiya hai, aur ab jab tumhein apni galti ka ehsaas ho hi gaya hai, to mujhe poora vishwas hai ki wo tumhein maaf kar degi.Ab tak to wo Delhi pahunch gayi hogi.Main abhi us se phone par baat karti hoon.”
Shreya ne Priyanka ko call karne ki koshish ki par call lag nahi paayi.
“Koi baat nahi Jatin,main thodi der mein phir usey call karti hoon.Tab tak tum Sahil ke liye gift lene mein meri madad kar do”,Shreya boli.
“Haan, Jaroor”.Maine Shreya ko jawab diya aur hum gift-shop ke andar chale gaye.
Main aur Shreya, gift-shop mein rakhe gifts dekhne lage.Main abhi dekh hi raha tha, ki peechhe se Shreya ne mere kandhe par hath rakha aur boli,”Ye gift kaisa rahega, Jatin”.
Maine Shreya ke haath mein pakde gift ko dekha aur bola,”Haan, ye theek rahega” aur phir uske chehre ki taraf najar ghumai.
Jaise hi maine najar ghumai, mere pairon ke neeche se jameen khisak gayi.Samne Shreya nahi, Priyanka khadi thi.
Is se pehle ki main kuchh samajh paata, kuchh doori par khadi Shreya bol padi,”Jatin, Priyanka Delhi gayi hi nahi.Wo airport par hi kuchh der ruk kar waapis aa gayi.Ye saara plan, mera hi banaya hua tha taki main tumhare aur Priyanka ke beech ki galatfahmi ko door kar sakoon.Saari sachai tumhare rubaru lane ke liye, mujhe is se achha tareeka nahi soojha”.
Tabhi, Sahil muskurate huye bola, “Aur is sab se ek aur fayda bhi huya ki tumhari Shreya se dosti phir se kaayam ho gayi.”
Maine Shreya ka haath pakad kar bola,”Tumne sahi hi kaha tha ki is mein bhi kuchh achha hi hoga.Agar ye sab na hota, to main hamesha ke liye shayad tumhare jaisi dost ko kho deta.Shreya, Thankyou so much.Tumne to aaj Valentine’s day par, mujhe meri jindagi hi uphaar mein de di”, Meri aankhon mein aansoo they aur maine Shreya ko gale se laga liya.
Maine Priyanka ki taraf dekha.Wo thoda door, najrein jhukaye khadi thi.Main usey bola,”I am so sorry, Priyanka.Maine tumhare pyar par shak kiya”
Mere Itna kehte hi Priyanka ke aansoo chhalak uthe aur wo daud kar mere paas aayi aur mujhe apne gale se laga liya.Hamare dil ki dhadkanein us waqt yahi guftagu kar rahi thi ki:
Tum Haste Ho Humein Hasane Ke Liye…
Tum Rote Ho Humein Rulane Ke Liye…
Tum Ek Baar Rooth Kar To Dekho…
Mar Jaayenge Tumhein Manane Ke Liye.
Tum Rote Ho Humein Rulane Ke Liye…
Tum Ek Baar Rooth Kar To Dekho…
Mar Jaayenge Tumhein Manane Ke Liye.
Aaj ka Valentine’s day to mere liye bahut khaas tha.Aaj na sirf mujhe apna khoya hua pyar aur ek achha dost wapis mila, balki aaj ke Valentine’s day ne ,mujhe jindagi mein pyar ki ahmiyat aur sachi dosti ke mayne bhi sikha diye.
Tabhi, Sahil majak mein bola,”Saara Valentine’s Day is gift-shop mein hi manaoge kya, aage ka kya program hai ? ”.
“Abhi Dopahar ke 1 baj rahe hain,to pehle hum kisi achhe restaurant mein jaa kar lunch karenge,uske baad movie, phir shaam ko candle-light dinner aur raat ko discotheque.Kya kehte ho Sahil?”,maine Sahil ki baat ka jawab diya.
“Bilkul, Aaj hum chaaron saath mein hi Valentine’s Day manate hain. Jatin, Aaj ka program to mast set kiya hai tumne”, Sahil muskurate huye bola.
Hum chaaron muskurate huye gift-shop se baahar ki aur chal diye.Baahar aa kar, Shreya, Sahil ke saath uski gaadi mein baith gayi.
Meri aankhon ne Priyanka ki aankhon mein dekha, to wahan se unhein yahi jawab mil raha tha:
Har Rasta Ek Safar Chahta Hai...
Har Musafir, Humsafar Chahta Hai...
Jaise Chahti Hai, Chandni Chand Ko…
Koi Hai Jo Aapko Is Qadar Chahta Hai.
Har Musafir, Humsafar Chahta Hai...
Jaise Chahti Hai, Chandni Chand Ko…
Koi Hai Jo Aapko Is Qadar Chahta Hai.
Maine Priyanka ki taraf apna haath badhaya aur usne mera haath thaam liya. Kuchh doori par meri gaadi khadi thi.
Hum dono ek doosre ki baahon mein baahein daale gaadi ki taraf chal diye, ek naye josh ke saath apne bhavishya ki ek nayi shuruat karne.Aaj ka Valentine’s Day to hamare liye bahut khaas hone wala tha...
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Wrong Number.
(Originally written by pinuram in XP contest.)
(Originally written by pinuram in XP contest.)
It was dead night and cold winds were whistling from north. The world was asleep but dream evaded her eyelids. She strolled up and down the room trying to find peace of mind and douse the tension brewing deep inside a corner of her heart. Her head was rummaged. She wanted to speak with someone so that she could discuss her dilemma, dilemma of her future. She was not ready to hurl herself to a strange realm. At last, she picked her phone and dialled her best friend, Mou who resides in Delhi.
Same time, in that cold winter night, somewhere on a highway a car was racing past the trucks. It was dark all around; few specks of lanterns could be seen in those small villages on the horizon. He was on the backseat trying to take rest after jetlag. His sister, who was more than a mother to him, summoned her. He looked at the mobile; it was thirty minutes past one. Queries flooded in his mind, what will be the life after? He was a composed man, never strayed away from his monotonous life and all credits as where he stands goes to his sister. All of a sudden, his chain of thoughts was shattered by mobile ring.
There was a sweet voice on the other end, “Have you slept already? I am very sorry to disturb you at this point of time. But tell me what should I do? You have to give some idea to evade this. It is almost certain, you know. No one is willing to pay heed to my request. I am still young and want to live my life full.”
Her heart raced fast as she vomited all those words in a single breath. There was no answer from the other end. She became curious of the long silence on the other end. She asked again, “Are you there? Why are you so quiet? I don’t want to get married now, somehow I need a suggestion to evade him.”
Even after that, there was no answer from the other side.
He was mesmerised by hearing that unknown sweet voice. He stammered, “Sorry, may I know who is on the line?”
She was taken aback by a deep male voice on the other end. She exclaimed, “What? Where is Mou? Who are you?”
He smiled, “Mademoiselle there is no Mou here and I think you have dialled a wrong number.”
She professed her apologies, “Sorry, I am extremely sorry.”
She was about to disconnect the phone when he said, “You sounded tensed.” He was in a trance by the sweet voice so he wanted to continue the conversation. “What is the matter? You can definitely share your problem with me.”
She was bit angry by such proposition, “I don’t know you. Why should I confide my personal matters to a stranger?”
He smiled, “Then you should write your problems in a diary and seek answers within yourself. If you have any problem then only you have the answer for that. Self-conscience is the best teacher for all. You should ask yourself. By the way do you keep a diary?”
She never kept a diary, but was anxious to hear the explanation from that deep voice. She smiled and answered, “No I don’t keep any diary. Do you do as what you said?”
He, “I also don’t keep any diary but I do ask my innerself for all my answers.”
She, “Ok, that is interesting.”
He, “So you sounded tensed what was your problem.”
She laughed, “Just now you said that I should seek answers within myself so why should I tell you.”
He, “Ok ok, no need. Only out of curiosity I just asked.”
She smiled and twirled her locks, “It is not courteous to eavesdrop to female titbits.”
He felt bit ashamed, “Sorry to ask. However, speaking to a stranger without divulging real identity can be helpful sometimes. You can speak your heart out without dilemma. Your secret is always kept secret as we will never meet in real life.”
She was enjoying the conversation with that stranger. She thought to linger the conversation without divulging her identity so she said, “Well there is no harm talking to strangers if you don’t stalk me.”
He laughed his heart out, “Oh Mademoiselle my job is to speak with strangers and I don’t stalk them.”
She laughed, “Really? How do I believe? What do you do?”
He concealed his profession with tact, “More of a social service, repairing humans.”
She could not make out about his profession, so she kept quiet. She was able to hear a constant humming sound of the engine and passing vehicles so she asked, “Are you driving?”
He looked outside the window; a truck honked from behind, “No I am not driving, the driver is driving. I tried to take rest just then your call came.”
She paused for a moment; it was hard to find words with a total stranger so she asked, “So you are rich to have a driver.”
He, “This is a cab, Dear. By the way, what was the tension that deceived those sweet dreams from your eyes?”
She was captivated by his smoothness. All her tension was gone as she answered, “Your conversation is quiet smooth. However, it is hard to keep on talking to strangers. How about we get to know eachother, I mean superficially.”After saying the word superficial, she laughed.
Her laughter sounded like jingle in his ears and he laughed with her, “Sure why not. My life is more of a straight line with no much vicissitudes. I do social service and meet several strangers daily. My friends say that I am a reserved person although I deny that and I love to talk. I love to travel and love music.”
She, “Wow, your friends are definitely wrong judging you. You are not at all reserved. So I think it is time for a bit introduction about me.” She paused for a moment swinging in a dilemma as what to say, “I am naughty and my friends call me Tia.”
He smiled, “Parakeet, then you must be gorgeous.”
She blushed and murmured, “Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder and you have not seen me still.”
He flirted, “I can make that out from the nectar filled voice.”
Tia, “Wow, I am flattered. Now what shall I call you?”
He, “You can give any name.”
Tia, “This is not fair at all.”
He, “My close ones call me Dipu.”
Time passed like tides between them. Tia felt autumn breeze flowing around her, “Hi Dipu.”
Dipu, “So Tia, can I ask a personal question? Giving answer is solely at your discretion. ”
Tia smiled, “Ok, first I need to hear the query.”
Dipu’s brain gave a naughty tingle, “You must have lots of friends.”
Tia fathomed as what the query meant. A sleek naughty smile floated on her thin lips, “You pervert, why don’t you ask the query directly. Ok ok, you mean to ask that whether I have boyfriends or not. Therefore, for your kind information Mr.Dark stranger, I don’t have any boyfriend.” She paused, curiosity brewed, “You must have someone close.”
Dipu laughed his heart out, “Dear Mademoiselle, my heart is still barren, yet to find someone to build a nest there.”
Tia, “You are single and rich. How come you are alone?”
Dipu got lost for a moment while hankering after the answer. His life was too much calculated; he was studious and adored his sister so much that he never wanted to hurt her feelings. He muttered, “Just like that, could not get time and that perfect match for myself.”
Tia’s curiosity brewed, “What type of girl you are looking for?”
Dipu looked at a picture in his mobile, “Beauty with brain and foremost my sister’s approval is needed.”
Tia laughed heartily, “Rare species in recent times.”
Dipu asked, “Now we are friends. If you don’t mind how do you spend your day? What all do you like?”
She became thoughtful, “I love to read novellas, love to travel to high mountains and love to cook. Actually when I am in a bad mood I cook, I experiment with them.”
Dipu exclaimed, “Fair maiden do get angry then.”
Tia voiced subdued anger, “Not at all, I am always jovial.”
Dipu, “Sure dear. What about others? Like your future or what do you like to do?”
Tia became thoughtful, “My passion is painting. I love to design sarees, like kantha stitch, bandhni, batik print embroideries.”
Dipu, “This is really fascinating. You can make your passion as your work. One must live their dream.” There was long silence from Tia. She got lost, she didn’t know as what comes in her future, whether her dream would come true or not. He asked, “What happened, why you are silent? Is there any problem?”
Tia muttered, “I always wanted to carry on with my passion however my parents don’t think like that. They want me to leave all those in future. I am really hurt. I don’t know.” She felt not to discuss her tensions as she started to like the voice and the person. She wanted to bask in the spring sunshine. She asked in turn, “What do you like?”
Dipu gave a faint smile, “I love to goto different places and write stories of those places and people I met there. I have a wild list before I die. I want to do a bungee jump from a high cliff, bath in Gaumukh glacier, ride a bike to ladakh and kiss an unknown girl in a moving train in dark night.”
Tia exclaimed, oh what a wild thinking of kissing an unknown girl; that is nasty. Her eyes bulged out on hearing his passion. She wanted to be wild and fly free like a parakeet, “So you are wild inside. What is the restraint?”
Dipu didn’t divulged much, “I have shelved my passion for future.”
Tia, “I like as what you just said. I love mountains, want to be a free bird perched in a snow peaked mountain.”
Tastes of both the strangers were alike so Dipu flirted, “Wanna have a date with a stranger?”
Tia blushed, “You are naughty, but I don’t mind till it is harmless.”
Dipu, “How can I harm you over phone?”
Caverns in the heart of Tia were filled with romantic bliss. She walked to her music system and started santoor music, “Sure why not.” After giving permission, she felt butterflies in her stomach as what he was going to ask.
Dipu was a modest person yet felt mischief. That was the first time he was speaking to a lady like that, “What about your dream date.”
Deep inside her mischievous brain, she was expecting some nasty query so she answered, “I love mountains. I would love to goto to a secluded snow covered place with the person of my dreams.” She jumped on the bed, tossed and giggled. In her dreamy eyes she tried to paint Dipu in her mind. The stranger behind the deep soothing voice must be handsome, however she concealed her feelings and kept on giggling. She continued, “There should be a fireplace in the room. The room must be lit with several aromatic candles. He would embrace me in his strong arms and I would like to melt in him.” He was listening her intently as the santoor recital was creating a romantic ambience in the background. He closed his eyes, dreaming gorgeous lass of his dreams fitting in that description. She continued, “He should coo naughty sweet nothings in my ears and flatter me, make me smile, treat me like a dew drop. I would love to bask in the warmth of his bare masculine chest.” Dipu swooned into that dream. Tia got no answer from the other end so she asked, “Are you listening or your are getting bored?” Tia felt dreamy while describing her inner feelings.
Dipu came back from his trance to answer, “I was visualising you in that room with me.” Tia blushed, Dipu continued, “You are in my arms in a beautiful short pink dress. Your creamy complexion is glistening in the light of the fire. Your aroma filled my brain and I am mad. I would burn you with my gaze. My lips tracing your soft smooth skin leaving a wet trail. My fingers are over every crevices of your curvaceous figure. Your soft serpentine figure is squirming in my embrace as my arms clutch you more and more.”
Tia got aroused and warm upon hearing him. She blushed crimsoned, “Now you are getting naughty, Dipu. This is too much on a first date. You should not say all these to me.”
Dipu restrained and apologised, “Sorry I got carried away by the way you described the room. I must say that your frolic nature has taken me by storm. Your sweet voice, I can dream that you are a mermaid.”
Tia had goose bumps all over her figure, felt naughty tingle in every veins, “Wow, I am flattered. Do you do this type of naughty conversations with strangers?”
Dipu felt acute closeness with Tia. He felt that he knew that girl since he was born, “No dear, I am not such person. You are probably the second person in the world with whom I spoke so much on the phone. The other one is my sister.”
Tia exclaimed, “Wow, I am obliged to know that.” Her heart ached to behold the faceless stranger. Run away with him to the wilderness and live her life. She was swept away by his nature, the way he spoke, the way he treated her passions and respected her feelings.
Dipu joked, “Your passions and desire are very feminine. They are actually fit for a homemaker.”
That sudden change of topic caught Tia on the wrong foot. She got annoyed, “What do you mean? How can you say those words?”
Dipu tried to dissuaded as he was taken off-guard, “I just joked dear.”
Tia was offended, “Just now you said so, yet you deny. For a moment I felt that I was living my dream but you shattered that.” Dipu tried to explain that he was joking but she continued with her blurting, “Why am I even talking to you? You are sick and pervert. People like you take woman for granted and feel them as their possession. I am not a doll; I am a human being with a beating heart. For a moment I felt something...” after a small pause she groaned, “Sorry, my fault, bye.”
Before Dipu could explain anything, Tia disconnected the call. He felt sorry to hurt a total stranger. He asked the driver to stop the car, as he needed some fresh air to breath. He was in a total trance that broke. He lit a cigarette as thoughts raced his mind. What would he do? He should apologies. Should he call to makeup? Why, that was just a wrong number. He doesn’t even know the person. He should makeup even if she is an unknown. He has no right to offend even if she was a stranger. He fell in love with Tia. However, his alliance that his sister has already proposed, what would happen to that? At least he should call her and apologies and clear the air. He finished the cigarette and asked the driver to drive. He played with the mobile for sometime before dialling Tia’s number. His heart was beating like a ram.
Tia threw the phone on the bed. She felt cohesion brewing but was hurt to know the inner person of Dipu. How can he hurt her when he doesn’t even know her? She was stupid enough to linger the conversation with a complete stranger. She knew that her future was bleak and all males are alike. However, at first she thought that the stranger was different and for a night, she felt like a queen of her dreams. She felt like a princess whose all wishes were going to fruit. Teardrops brewed in her eye as she fathomed her doom. The phone rang then. She knew that was his call yet she ignored. It kept on ringing. She lied down on the bed clutching the quilt close to her heart.
At last she picked the phone and shouted, “What?”
Dipu apologised profusely, “Tia, I am sorry to hurt you.”
Tia blurted, “Yes you have. After all these, you got the nerve to ring back? What type of person you are?”
Dipu voiced calmly, “I was just joking.”
Tia, “No, you don’t have the right to hurt anyone. You should respect the feelings of woman.”
Dipu, “I am sorry.”
Tia wiped her tears, “Yes you should be. How come you have called again?”
Dipu, “I felt to clear the air, it got stench. I express my heartfelt apologies to you.”
Tia was not in a mood to converse, “Ok, your apologies are accepted.”
Dipu, “I am honoured.”
Tia, “Don’t disturb me again. Just go away. Bye” She sounded rude in the last sentence. She sat on the bed looking at the phone. At least the person got the courage to call back and express his apologies. She was rude to him. Yes, he was a complete stranger yet she felt an invisible bond with him. She expressed her inner desires with a total stranger; it was she that took the first step. She should not have blurted on him like that. She became heavyhearted and fumbled with the phone for quiet sometime. She was in a dilemma, should she call him to say sorry? She should at least. May be he is a total stranger yet she should not be that rude with him.
Time passed like huge tsunami. Dipu was heavyhearted on the other end. He should not take that undue advantage to talk all those nonsense. He banged his head with his fist. He took a deep breath. Tia’s last word “Just go away, bye” echoed in his ears for long. The monotonous humming of the engine hurled him in oblivion. For the first time his heart ached, his ear longed to hear her voice again. He knew his fate would take a different turn as the sun rises yet longed that the night be endless and the conversation to linger forever.
Tia gathered herself to call Dipu to say sorry, “Hi, I am sorry to be rude.”
As Dipu heard her voice on the phone, he felt himself to be on seventh heaven. He clasped his fist to control his excitement and answered calmly, “I am sorry. Truly, I respect your feeling. You have every right to be rude.”
If Tia could fly, she should have, “Don’t be so modest Dipu.”
Dipu laughed, “Ok, Mademoiselle. No thankyou no sorry. Can we be friends? ”
Tia jumped on the bed, excited, “Sure” after that she paused for a while. She turned gloom, “For tonight only, Dipu.”
On hearing Tia’s choked voice, Dipu felt pain. He asked, “Why for tonight?”
Tia hesitated a bit to express her heart out, “Dipu, I want to say you something.”
Dipu forgot to take his breath, “What do you want to say?”
Tia, “It is not possible for me to keep male friends after marriage.” She paused a little and choked, “I will be getting married soon. That was my dilemma, which was why I called my friend.”
On hearing that, Dipu was stoned yet he gathered himself, “Don’t worry.” He felt to express his heart, so he took a long breath and jutted his words from heart, “I like you Tia.”
Tia clasped the phone with her ear and sobbed, “Will you please say those words again, Dipu.”
Dipu, “I would have taken you to the wilderness and build a nest on a high mountain.”
Tia sobbed, “Who are you, Dipu?”
It was time to raise the curtain. Dipu said, “You don’t know me. I am Dr. Ambarish Chatterjee, orthopaedic surgeon at AIMMS Delhi. My sister raised me; she has fixed my marriage with someone I have not met. I am now in a cab racing to Durgapur to meet that girl.”
Tia lost her words. She screamed her heartout, “I love you.” Dipu couldn’t understand the reason of her excitement. Tia’s frame was shaking, she clasped the phone and kissed, “I am Sanghamitra Bannerjee.”
Dipu exclaimed, “WHAT?”
Tia, “Yes. Aunt and Mamma is waiting eagerly. Come quickly, ask the driver to drive fast.”
Dipu, “You naughty girl.”
Tia blushed, “What do you want for breakfast?”
Dipu teased, “You, my dear.”
Tia bit her lower lips and cooed, “Sure Mr. Wrongnumber. I am waiting eagerly to be devoured.
Same time, in that cold winter night, somewhere on a highway a car was racing past the trucks. It was dark all around; few specks of lanterns could be seen in those small villages on the horizon. He was on the backseat trying to take rest after jetlag. His sister, who was more than a mother to him, summoned her. He looked at the mobile; it was thirty minutes past one. Queries flooded in his mind, what will be the life after? He was a composed man, never strayed away from his monotonous life and all credits as where he stands goes to his sister. All of a sudden, his chain of thoughts was shattered by mobile ring.
There was a sweet voice on the other end, “Have you slept already? I am very sorry to disturb you at this point of time. But tell me what should I do? You have to give some idea to evade this. It is almost certain, you know. No one is willing to pay heed to my request. I am still young and want to live my life full.”
Her heart raced fast as she vomited all those words in a single breath. There was no answer from the other end. She became curious of the long silence on the other end. She asked again, “Are you there? Why are you so quiet? I don’t want to get married now, somehow I need a suggestion to evade him.”
Even after that, there was no answer from the other side.
He was mesmerised by hearing that unknown sweet voice. He stammered, “Sorry, may I know who is on the line?”
She was taken aback by a deep male voice on the other end. She exclaimed, “What? Where is Mou? Who are you?”
He smiled, “Mademoiselle there is no Mou here and I think you have dialled a wrong number.”
She professed her apologies, “Sorry, I am extremely sorry.”
She was about to disconnect the phone when he said, “You sounded tensed.” He was in a trance by the sweet voice so he wanted to continue the conversation. “What is the matter? You can definitely share your problem with me.”
She was bit angry by such proposition, “I don’t know you. Why should I confide my personal matters to a stranger?”
He smiled, “Then you should write your problems in a diary and seek answers within yourself. If you have any problem then only you have the answer for that. Self-conscience is the best teacher for all. You should ask yourself. By the way do you keep a diary?”
She never kept a diary, but was anxious to hear the explanation from that deep voice. She smiled and answered, “No I don’t keep any diary. Do you do as what you said?”
He, “I also don’t keep any diary but I do ask my innerself for all my answers.”
She, “Ok, that is interesting.”
He, “So you sounded tensed what was your problem.”
She laughed, “Just now you said that I should seek answers within myself so why should I tell you.”
He, “Ok ok, no need. Only out of curiosity I just asked.”
She smiled and twirled her locks, “It is not courteous to eavesdrop to female titbits.”
He felt bit ashamed, “Sorry to ask. However, speaking to a stranger without divulging real identity can be helpful sometimes. You can speak your heart out without dilemma. Your secret is always kept secret as we will never meet in real life.”
She was enjoying the conversation with that stranger. She thought to linger the conversation without divulging her identity so she said, “Well there is no harm talking to strangers if you don’t stalk me.”
He laughed his heart out, “Oh Mademoiselle my job is to speak with strangers and I don’t stalk them.”
She laughed, “Really? How do I believe? What do you do?”
He concealed his profession with tact, “More of a social service, repairing humans.”
She could not make out about his profession, so she kept quiet. She was able to hear a constant humming sound of the engine and passing vehicles so she asked, “Are you driving?”
He looked outside the window; a truck honked from behind, “No I am not driving, the driver is driving. I tried to take rest just then your call came.”
She paused for a moment; it was hard to find words with a total stranger so she asked, “So you are rich to have a driver.”
He, “This is a cab, Dear. By the way, what was the tension that deceived those sweet dreams from your eyes?”
She was captivated by his smoothness. All her tension was gone as she answered, “Your conversation is quiet smooth. However, it is hard to keep on talking to strangers. How about we get to know eachother, I mean superficially.”After saying the word superficial, she laughed.
Her laughter sounded like jingle in his ears and he laughed with her, “Sure why not. My life is more of a straight line with no much vicissitudes. I do social service and meet several strangers daily. My friends say that I am a reserved person although I deny that and I love to talk. I love to travel and love music.”
She, “Wow, your friends are definitely wrong judging you. You are not at all reserved. So I think it is time for a bit introduction about me.” She paused for a moment swinging in a dilemma as what to say, “I am naughty and my friends call me Tia.”
He smiled, “Parakeet, then you must be gorgeous.”
She blushed and murmured, “Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder and you have not seen me still.”
He flirted, “I can make that out from the nectar filled voice.”
Tia, “Wow, I am flattered. Now what shall I call you?”
He, “You can give any name.”
Tia, “This is not fair at all.”
He, “My close ones call me Dipu.”
Time passed like tides between them. Tia felt autumn breeze flowing around her, “Hi Dipu.”
Dipu, “So Tia, can I ask a personal question? Giving answer is solely at your discretion. ”
Tia smiled, “Ok, first I need to hear the query.”
Dipu’s brain gave a naughty tingle, “You must have lots of friends.”
Tia fathomed as what the query meant. A sleek naughty smile floated on her thin lips, “You pervert, why don’t you ask the query directly. Ok ok, you mean to ask that whether I have boyfriends or not. Therefore, for your kind information Mr.Dark stranger, I don’t have any boyfriend.” She paused, curiosity brewed, “You must have someone close.”
Dipu laughed his heart out, “Dear Mademoiselle, my heart is still barren, yet to find someone to build a nest there.”
Tia, “You are single and rich. How come you are alone?”
Dipu got lost for a moment while hankering after the answer. His life was too much calculated; he was studious and adored his sister so much that he never wanted to hurt her feelings. He muttered, “Just like that, could not get time and that perfect match for myself.”
Tia’s curiosity brewed, “What type of girl you are looking for?”
Dipu looked at a picture in his mobile, “Beauty with brain and foremost my sister’s approval is needed.”
Tia laughed heartily, “Rare species in recent times.”
Dipu asked, “Now we are friends. If you don’t mind how do you spend your day? What all do you like?”
She became thoughtful, “I love to read novellas, love to travel to high mountains and love to cook. Actually when I am in a bad mood I cook, I experiment with them.”
Dipu exclaimed, “Fair maiden do get angry then.”
Tia voiced subdued anger, “Not at all, I am always jovial.”
Dipu, “Sure dear. What about others? Like your future or what do you like to do?”
Tia became thoughtful, “My passion is painting. I love to design sarees, like kantha stitch, bandhni, batik print embroideries.”
Dipu, “This is really fascinating. You can make your passion as your work. One must live their dream.” There was long silence from Tia. She got lost, she didn’t know as what comes in her future, whether her dream would come true or not. He asked, “What happened, why you are silent? Is there any problem?”
Tia muttered, “I always wanted to carry on with my passion however my parents don’t think like that. They want me to leave all those in future. I am really hurt. I don’t know.” She felt not to discuss her tensions as she started to like the voice and the person. She wanted to bask in the spring sunshine. She asked in turn, “What do you like?”
Dipu gave a faint smile, “I love to goto different places and write stories of those places and people I met there. I have a wild list before I die. I want to do a bungee jump from a high cliff, bath in Gaumukh glacier, ride a bike to ladakh and kiss an unknown girl in a moving train in dark night.”
Tia exclaimed, oh what a wild thinking of kissing an unknown girl; that is nasty. Her eyes bulged out on hearing his passion. She wanted to be wild and fly free like a parakeet, “So you are wild inside. What is the restraint?”
Dipu didn’t divulged much, “I have shelved my passion for future.”
Tia, “I like as what you just said. I love mountains, want to be a free bird perched in a snow peaked mountain.”
Tastes of both the strangers were alike so Dipu flirted, “Wanna have a date with a stranger?”
Tia blushed, “You are naughty, but I don’t mind till it is harmless.”
Dipu, “How can I harm you over phone?”
Caverns in the heart of Tia were filled with romantic bliss. She walked to her music system and started santoor music, “Sure why not.” After giving permission, she felt butterflies in her stomach as what he was going to ask.
Dipu was a modest person yet felt mischief. That was the first time he was speaking to a lady like that, “What about your dream date.”
Deep inside her mischievous brain, she was expecting some nasty query so she answered, “I love mountains. I would love to goto to a secluded snow covered place with the person of my dreams.” She jumped on the bed, tossed and giggled. In her dreamy eyes she tried to paint Dipu in her mind. The stranger behind the deep soothing voice must be handsome, however she concealed her feelings and kept on giggling. She continued, “There should be a fireplace in the room. The room must be lit with several aromatic candles. He would embrace me in his strong arms and I would like to melt in him.” He was listening her intently as the santoor recital was creating a romantic ambience in the background. He closed his eyes, dreaming gorgeous lass of his dreams fitting in that description. She continued, “He should coo naughty sweet nothings in my ears and flatter me, make me smile, treat me like a dew drop. I would love to bask in the warmth of his bare masculine chest.” Dipu swooned into that dream. Tia got no answer from the other end so she asked, “Are you listening or your are getting bored?” Tia felt dreamy while describing her inner feelings.
Dipu came back from his trance to answer, “I was visualising you in that room with me.” Tia blushed, Dipu continued, “You are in my arms in a beautiful short pink dress. Your creamy complexion is glistening in the light of the fire. Your aroma filled my brain and I am mad. I would burn you with my gaze. My lips tracing your soft smooth skin leaving a wet trail. My fingers are over every crevices of your curvaceous figure. Your soft serpentine figure is squirming in my embrace as my arms clutch you more and more.”
Tia got aroused and warm upon hearing him. She blushed crimsoned, “Now you are getting naughty, Dipu. This is too much on a first date. You should not say all these to me.”
Dipu restrained and apologised, “Sorry I got carried away by the way you described the room. I must say that your frolic nature has taken me by storm. Your sweet voice, I can dream that you are a mermaid.”
Tia had goose bumps all over her figure, felt naughty tingle in every veins, “Wow, I am flattered. Do you do this type of naughty conversations with strangers?”
Dipu felt acute closeness with Tia. He felt that he knew that girl since he was born, “No dear, I am not such person. You are probably the second person in the world with whom I spoke so much on the phone. The other one is my sister.”
Tia exclaimed, “Wow, I am obliged to know that.” Her heart ached to behold the faceless stranger. Run away with him to the wilderness and live her life. She was swept away by his nature, the way he spoke, the way he treated her passions and respected her feelings.
Dipu joked, “Your passions and desire are very feminine. They are actually fit for a homemaker.”
That sudden change of topic caught Tia on the wrong foot. She got annoyed, “What do you mean? How can you say those words?”
Dipu tried to dissuaded as he was taken off-guard, “I just joked dear.”
Tia was offended, “Just now you said so, yet you deny. For a moment I felt that I was living my dream but you shattered that.” Dipu tried to explain that he was joking but she continued with her blurting, “Why am I even talking to you? You are sick and pervert. People like you take woman for granted and feel them as their possession. I am not a doll; I am a human being with a beating heart. For a moment I felt something...” after a small pause she groaned, “Sorry, my fault, bye.”
Before Dipu could explain anything, Tia disconnected the call. He felt sorry to hurt a total stranger. He asked the driver to stop the car, as he needed some fresh air to breath. He was in a total trance that broke. He lit a cigarette as thoughts raced his mind. What would he do? He should apologies. Should he call to makeup? Why, that was just a wrong number. He doesn’t even know the person. He should makeup even if she is an unknown. He has no right to offend even if she was a stranger. He fell in love with Tia. However, his alliance that his sister has already proposed, what would happen to that? At least he should call her and apologies and clear the air. He finished the cigarette and asked the driver to drive. He played with the mobile for sometime before dialling Tia’s number. His heart was beating like a ram.
Tia threw the phone on the bed. She felt cohesion brewing but was hurt to know the inner person of Dipu. How can he hurt her when he doesn’t even know her? She was stupid enough to linger the conversation with a complete stranger. She knew that her future was bleak and all males are alike. However, at first she thought that the stranger was different and for a night, she felt like a queen of her dreams. She felt like a princess whose all wishes were going to fruit. Teardrops brewed in her eye as she fathomed her doom. The phone rang then. She knew that was his call yet she ignored. It kept on ringing. She lied down on the bed clutching the quilt close to her heart.
At last she picked the phone and shouted, “What?”
Dipu apologised profusely, “Tia, I am sorry to hurt you.”
Tia blurted, “Yes you have. After all these, you got the nerve to ring back? What type of person you are?”
Dipu voiced calmly, “I was just joking.”
Tia, “No, you don’t have the right to hurt anyone. You should respect the feelings of woman.”
Dipu, “I am sorry.”
Tia wiped her tears, “Yes you should be. How come you have called again?”
Dipu, “I felt to clear the air, it got stench. I express my heartfelt apologies to you.”
Tia was not in a mood to converse, “Ok, your apologies are accepted.”
Dipu, “I am honoured.”
Tia, “Don’t disturb me again. Just go away. Bye” She sounded rude in the last sentence. She sat on the bed looking at the phone. At least the person got the courage to call back and express his apologies. She was rude to him. Yes, he was a complete stranger yet she felt an invisible bond with him. She expressed her inner desires with a total stranger; it was she that took the first step. She should not have blurted on him like that. She became heavyhearted and fumbled with the phone for quiet sometime. She was in a dilemma, should she call him to say sorry? She should at least. May be he is a total stranger yet she should not be that rude with him.
Time passed like huge tsunami. Dipu was heavyhearted on the other end. He should not take that undue advantage to talk all those nonsense. He banged his head with his fist. He took a deep breath. Tia’s last word “Just go away, bye” echoed in his ears for long. The monotonous humming of the engine hurled him in oblivion. For the first time his heart ached, his ear longed to hear her voice again. He knew his fate would take a different turn as the sun rises yet longed that the night be endless and the conversation to linger forever.
Tia gathered herself to call Dipu to say sorry, “Hi, I am sorry to be rude.”
As Dipu heard her voice on the phone, he felt himself to be on seventh heaven. He clasped his fist to control his excitement and answered calmly, “I am sorry. Truly, I respect your feeling. You have every right to be rude.”
If Tia could fly, she should have, “Don’t be so modest Dipu.”
Dipu laughed, “Ok, Mademoiselle. No thankyou no sorry. Can we be friends? ”
Tia jumped on the bed, excited, “Sure” after that she paused for a while. She turned gloom, “For tonight only, Dipu.”
On hearing Tia’s choked voice, Dipu felt pain. He asked, “Why for tonight?”
Tia hesitated a bit to express her heart out, “Dipu, I want to say you something.”
Dipu forgot to take his breath, “What do you want to say?”
Tia, “It is not possible for me to keep male friends after marriage.” She paused a little and choked, “I will be getting married soon. That was my dilemma, which was why I called my friend.”
On hearing that, Dipu was stoned yet he gathered himself, “Don’t worry.” He felt to express his heart, so he took a long breath and jutted his words from heart, “I like you Tia.”
Tia clasped the phone with her ear and sobbed, “Will you please say those words again, Dipu.”
Dipu, “I would have taken you to the wilderness and build a nest on a high mountain.”
Tia sobbed, “Who are you, Dipu?”
It was time to raise the curtain. Dipu said, “You don’t know me. I am Dr. Ambarish Chatterjee, orthopaedic surgeon at AIMMS Delhi. My sister raised me; she has fixed my marriage with someone I have not met. I am now in a cab racing to Durgapur to meet that girl.”
Tia lost her words. She screamed her heartout, “I love you.” Dipu couldn’t understand the reason of her excitement. Tia’s frame was shaking, she clasped the phone and kissed, “I am Sanghamitra Bannerjee.”
Dipu exclaimed, “WHAT?”
Tia, “Yes. Aunt and Mamma is waiting eagerly. Come quickly, ask the driver to drive fast.”
Dipu, “You naughty girl.”
Tia blushed, “What do you want for breakfast?”
Dipu teased, “You, my dear.”
Tia bit her lower lips and cooed, “Sure Mr. Wrongnumber. I am waiting eagerly to be devoured.
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"My Precious, Abigail: The Soldier Writes Home"
(Originally written by darkchild in XP contest.)
(Originally written by darkchild in XP contest.)
Thursday, February 6th 2014
Blinding sunlight floods my cot. The effulgence of yellow Afghan sun, the kiss of a thousand suns in my dream-caked eyes. It is around 11 degrees now. The sky of the army tent is flapping like a sun-burnt madman. I wake up. I look for you around me. I find your letters, ten fifteen twenty eight letters on which I wake up, on which I cry to sleep. Photographs of dear Alison bored holes in my heart; her laughter rings like a deafening shellshock in my parched ears. Every day, I rise to fall again, darling. Good morning, Abigail. This is the Valentine week, your week, my week, our week!
I was reading your letter dated January 10th last night. I can feel your lukewarm teardrops, darling, between the lines. I cannot tell you how mortified I am receiving your lovely letters after weeks, sometimes months. You probably know now, how insane it has been here at the battlefront. They are recruiting me every month in a new Reconnaissance Intel team. I do not know where I shall find myself tomorrow morning; I do not know where I shall read you next.
You were always my flight to a sunset boulevard walk. You were always my windy orchard walk. You were always my ticket to the sunlit ocean, my sweet love parade. I am working on a little gift for my sweetheart wifey (best in the world): I’ll be writing a journal letter to you this week. Let us call it our Valentine Journal Epistle, how about it? I don’t think I’ll be able to see you, Skype you anytime before the next four months, anytime before I reach Jordan—the effing Green Zone. I’ll dispatch this long letter on February 14th; I guess, I might get a hold of Selkirk. That guy had been dispatching our intel to Jordan and Washington DC for the last two weeks. He might be able to wire/scan/mail my letter as soon as possible.
Hey honey, I was also working on my Valentine poem, you know. You’ll obviously see it in this coming few days. Haven’t planned it; I’ll jot it down as I go. I have complete faith in my love for you, LOL. It cannot be a swing and a miss! It just cannot.
For now, I feel like a lonely kid adrift in the sprawling waters of the Indian Ocean. I am lost without you and Alison, sugar plum. Remember, you’re my kite—Alison, my lovely thread. It’s your love that keeps me grounded here. Its Alison’s eyes that twinkles as stars in my goodnight’s sleep. You darlings are my starry vigil, my sweet sweet redemption. The radio beside me is playing Yellowcard this morning, Netherlands Billboard Radio Chart. Remember “Gifts and Curses”? It was our song, Bunny. When the whole US of A was expecting a storm of the Afghanistan War, it was two kids on a car on a cliff overlooking Starbucks engaged in kissing each other for the first time. A storm was brewing inside their newly-engaged hearts too:
Friday, February 7th 2014
Another cold morning in Tangi Valley, my pumpkin! Good morning, my Seattle Sweetheart. How did Alison sleep last night? She still talks about her cat, no? Stupid name, I say (don’t be cross, dear) Sir Lancealot. I say, Sir Piss-a-lot! I feel like rolling on floor, laughing.
Honestly, you have no idea how I miss you guys, the apples of my eye. Been three years, right? Feels like an eon. Feels like, am dying—alone, aloof, slowly, like a dying star. Feels like, without you two, am dwelling dispersed in stars that shine with blunt laughter in dawn. The mountains echo your names in the morning, you know. The wind smells of gunpowder and death here in Tangi.
I’ve been stationed here for three nights by now. Expecting a news tonight; tomorrow I may know what is it. The Spanish Prime Minister had started withdrawing troops from NATO base way back in 2012, I guess, after bin Laden’s kill, maybe 40 percent of the Spaniards are homeward. God, I’m stuck. The morning wind breathes death into my ears, my overcoat collars fluttering with a wanton glee—what is it? Who cares! I’m writing facing North East: my Seattle, hello Seattle, my home, my sweet stardust. The hills and highlands here are desolate, there is no rainbow. You’re the rainbow beneath my skin.
Death snakes across the footpaths here, Dear. By now, I’m habituated with living in the fear of my life. Fear stalks you everywhere, even in that portable potty! I count my sighs. Lately, they have been increasing with leaps and bounds.
When will I see you, Abigail—my love? When will I see our sugarlump ***EDITED*** daughter? Jordan would have been great. I want to Skype you guys so bad. I’m serious as a heart-attack.
The poem. I finally did it last night, with a flickering lamp mocking me and Private Krasinski’s mindless raunchy ball-bursting roasts: allow me to clear my throat!
Fingers frozen on the peg
Tricky light
And her luscious talking lips
Eye-shadow—the dreamy bartender-girl
Lip-gloss—an unanswered question
Darling hair locks
Fall from darkness
Why, look at the clock!
I need to hit the road again
Davidstown—my abode-on-wait
You—an assurance
Kids—a welcome
The woods and the ocean
And safe tides in the moonlit bay
Hour of love
Sketched backyard
Painted blushes
Saturday, February 8th 2014
I dreamt last night that I’m in a field of violet paper flowers with you, candy clouds singing lullaby, and a purple sky flying over us. Evanescence. An alarm clock screaming, monsters calling my name! I lay under a sky where rainbows merge with birds, and twitters with wind. Moments are like butterflies. Dream is like long-awaited raindrops on your skin.
I miss everything about myself, you, Seattle. God! There’s always a humming in my brain, like some stupid warning blaring into my ears, like feeling the heartbeats in my eyes. War does a lot to you; you lose your soul blah blah blah! You know my crap—always the same. Forget it. I cannot change what is happening, I can only help. I should just stop yapping about the obvious.
I feel it now, I feel it how was it for my father to leave a pregnant loving wife back at home, leaving for the ’Nam. I have got to finish what he started, my Bella, I need to. It was quite tragic, wasn’t it? Or by calling it tragic, I’m underrating my dad? Mum breathes her last giving birth to me, and they write my dad a letter to come home as soon as he could. He was euphoric, ecstatic—I know, I know how it felt when Alison saw the first light of the day there. Well, how could he come home and tell his son that he left unfinished in Vietnam what he started. I know, I can never tell Alison that I came home running just to be with her. Here, people are starving. Every day the warlords attack NATO convoys carrying ration for the villagers, pick up girls from wayside hamlets, cuts farmers’ hands in the middle of the road, tortures them inhumanly like it is the dark middle ages.
How could my daughter see me as a coward who fled to his family to save his skin? How could my dad be utterly selfish? Yes, I look up to him—has had for all my life. But think about it for a second. He comes home after two years, I’m walking running and talking nonsense to my kindergarten friends by the time, and he hears for the first time that I have been brought up motherless for the last 25 months! Was Vietnam the shock of his life, or was that discovery of my Mum’s loss?—I never got a chance to ask him, right? I’ll probably never ask. This is his secret. Let him be.
It tears my heart apart to think about Mum—how she made my aunts promise not to write my dad about the imminent tragedy! Jesus, what are people made of! Can I ever live up to them? If I cannot, will the Seattle sunshine forgive me?
My pulses differ from the clocks
My face in the rear view mirror of some dumped truck
How shall we celebrate my arrival—love?
Bird chase? Ice fishing?
Daydreaming in the vineyard greenness?
Building a sand palace once again?
The humming reaches me no more
The strumming—fainted in the air
Bubbles—faking rainbows
Your window-sill
You—waiting in your eyes
The rose from our December date night
And the fragrance of sunset in your pony-tail
My sweet-girl
Cheese-fly
Your smile—like ‘kissing of wife under single sheet’
Like ‘spread of welcome’
Sunday, February 9th 2014
This couldn’t get any worse. Intel just in, new orders to attend. I’m done for, Dear.
If you’re going through this heck of a journal, Abigail, I’m probably long lost. This is how it feels, baby, and this is perhaps how it was meant to end. Sorry, baby doll – for I couldn’t be there with you anymore. My heart is burning in pain; eyes, blinded with uninvited tears; my fingers don’t seem to move on; I choke; I suffocate.
Tomorrow I’ll be out in a suicidal mission. Saddam and his General Al-Rawi had been possibly lurking in the outskirts of Jordan now – so informs the CIA intel. After all these strenuous years—a blood-spilling decade—deafening shellshock hangovers, and 128 kills: I realized how vain this gig had been. You know what, Abigail, we’ve been chasing these “rats” not because their mutiny, but because our Sec Def wants them to be chased. I’m in pursuit for about six years now, right? I’ve counted suns, counted the starry vigils at nights, counted my Privates bled to death one after another, counted the bodies of children accidentally shot dead, counted the curse-words from the mothers a-crying along the streets of debris. This is hell right here.
In the middle of nowhere, in the middle of godforsaken desert I’ve led my team for weeks. Lost Milani, Fitzgerald, Jones, Cruise; witnessed Dimitri and Roebuck starved to death under the unforgiving sun. What have we gained? After seven years, seven long goddamned years, we’ve had our ‘targets’ located finally, tcha! – ‘rats’ as the Sec Def calls them, ha! Last week I lost one of my best snipers, my second in command, Will. You’ve met this jolly guy, Abigail, remember colonel Darlington’s party that December, in 2001? Will was shot in the eye while aiming for me! Think for a moment. Watching one of my beloved ones getting shot ghastly is no more a new thing, but it was Will! My Lieutenant Will Carter!
He used to say that Alison has got my eyes, but your lips. I just, for no reason, remember the nights he sang those Elton John and Pink Floyd songs to us—when in search for a way, only a goddamned trail in the middle of a no man’s land, last September.
We’re still stationed here till February 12th; then choppers are flying us to Jordan for a night, and then the mission. I feel numb, sugarlump. Kiss Alison for me tonight, like you always do.
Nameless migratory flocks
Unquiet pubs
Voices of new men from doorway
Your lips—like days of returning home
Like leaning dawn painted across a scarlet east Mackerel sky
Harbour’s green lights
Yellow face of church clock
A lawn—lying lenient
I’m long way from home
Way to go—way to—
A sun and a lost way—
You’re my cry against a raging Lear storm
My humming bird in tempest
A new valley
A butterfly smile
Swallow in a green frost-melted spring afternoon
My numb fingers
Road-sick
The last solitary truck of the fall has long departed
Monday, February 10th, 2014
Many a Will has breathed his last in here, many Mrs Carters have lost their promising sons, many a Letitia has lost their fiancés here – but for what, Abigail? This is a lost cause. We’ve been fighting for nothing. We wiped out almost 75% of the population outside the Green Zone only to know one day that the ‘rats’ have been sneaking around in Jordan, right by the Green Zone! How god-forsaken are we, damn us! Damn the intel! Damn Pentagon! Today I’ve had the chance to talk to Agent Maguire, he’s the Project Lead from CIA in Green Zone.
Y’know, what he told me? That Pentagon had direct orders from the POTUS to secure all the probable perimeters in Israel and Iraq. But how come the President wants people dead? How come the advisory board of United Nations had no objections to this gamble of butchering?
Terrorist threats looming large? Nope, believe me! No way. It was the Pentagon Warfare Deputy Secretary Zane’s suck – Foreign Affairs Chairman Richardson. That swine shook his hands with some Saddam Hussain’s opposition in here, and somehow assured the Sec Def that Saddam has been planning on dropping several Chemical Weapons, or most probably a Nuke. What a hypocrite! Why no one could punch this Richardson right in his face! I swear, I’m gonna do that at our briefing in Jordan, and I’ll be undressing this bastard today in front of the Press, watch me! The Press didn’t have any smell of these filthy intrigues going on in here.
Take the United Nation Army out of this hell, in a month you will see a civil war raging all over this middle-east! Richardson told the White House what the White House wanted to hear, and this is why we’re dungeon-ed in Afghan borders – ploughing the sands, killing every single probable human threats on our ‘way to perdition’.
Tuesday, February 11th 2014
Dear—princess of my heart-castle—
Remember walking together?
Our windy orchard
Brook gurgling over gravels—
Is night again coming down—bringing snow?
Easy questions
Lonesome road
Howls of the departed from the tombless cemetery—
Farms lit across the silent dark valley
Thoughts of a hay-bed
Thoughts of warm-you
Men come home
Hearths raked up
Chattering
Forgive me, darling, for being so selfish yesternight. I couldn’t help mentioning what the hell is brewing amongst these hyenas. I’ve got all the photographs of Alison. She’s eight today, I wonder! I wonder what she thinks of me! Tell her, in case I’m there no more to kiss her creamy cheeks, that I’m not a butcher like them. This is my duty, my obligation, and now I despise myself for being a part of this kill-or-be-killed mission. This is no patriotism, this is no justice. Even the United Nations is plagued from the marrow, Abby.
Being the best is no more a privilege, love. It's my gift. My curse. I taste it now. Being the best sniper of Delta Force I’ll be out on 14th making way for the ground-battalion. I’ve to secure a passage for the 15th and 14th Command Rangers following me. On freaking St Valentine’s Day, I have got to take the plunge in a perimeter surrounded by hungry scratched tigers.
I’ll be in the midst of burning Revenge., Al-Rawi’s safe houses. I can’t anymore guarantee my return – I’m going leave this journal to Private Thomas Lynn at the Jordan Base. He’s from Halifax, he’ll take it to you.
Wednesday, February 12th, 2014
Music maker
A dreamer of dreams
Gracious greetings—Davidstown at long last—I guess
The alleyway of your suburb is cold—deserted
The tangible handshake
A kiss goodbye
I remember you—shutting of a yellow painted doorway
From yes to no
From a land of happiness to lands of hysteria
Cheek to cheek
Hand in hand
Lovers walk the dusk-hued boulevard
Was my love another old weakness?
Menace of a desperate drunkenness?
I’m here at Jordan now. We have this damn briefing tonight! How do I feel? I feel asphyxiated. I feel dark. I feel besotted with benumbed waiting. You see, dear, waiting is a struggle too. Absurd! My words are flowing out like restless winds inside a letter-box, I don’t know what I’m writing. I don’t know who to blame! I don’t know how to stop you from falling apart. I don’t know how to ask forgiveness from you. I don’t know what will be my last words to Alison. I know, I’m going into a trap. I know, I death is nigh—you just know when you know it. Remember, how I used to fancy myself a dying star?
Thursday, February 13th, 2014
How to end this week-long-pathetic journal, I honestly don’t know; how it might feel to read posthumous Me (to you), I hardly know either! Meet you in the afterlife, Abigail. I want you to make it up to Alison. I’ll be watching over her from her favorite stars, I’ll be ever watching over both of you – my darlings. Take care, dear you. I—husband to a beloved wife-on-wait, father to the most beautiful daughter yet-to-be-kissed—hereby declare that if I’ve survived this hellish war this far, it is all because of your love-soaked letters, darling. Missing you more than ever, honey. I’ll always be yours, now and forever, till death and even after that.
I beg your forgiveness once again, I couldn’t call you, love. I know I can Skype from here. Do I need to mention my throat is choked with bleeding tears? So long, dear. So long, Alison, my child!
Envious beggars of love
Bereavement of the buried
Crying eyeballs—blue
Your saffron scarf—
And the hawk—swooping
Moss-grown sidewalks
Walls and deserted graffiti-whims
Paper bags and sulky voices
Am I home yet—Davidstown?
You will always be my Valentine, Abby. So long as men can breathe and eyes can see; so long as there is music, there is a meteor shower to look up at above the Seattle skyline; so long as love is the poetry of senses, you have a claim to my heart. The bittersweet symphony is fading from my brain now, the twilight waning from my eyes. Its 1800 hours. One more hour. I feel dead already. Wish I could cuddle up in your lap, wish I could hold your hand for once and cry my heart out. One heck of a valentine’s Day coming!
Remember Black Hawk Down?
My love, you are strong and you will do well in life. I love you and my children deeply. Today and tomorrow, let each day grow and grow. Keep smiling and never give up, even when things get you down. So, in closing, my love...tonight, tuck them in bed warmly. Tell them I love them. Then hug them both for me, and give them a kiss goodnight for Daddy.
Blinding sunlight floods my cot. The effulgence of yellow Afghan sun, the kiss of a thousand suns in my dream-caked eyes. It is around 11 degrees now. The sky of the army tent is flapping like a sun-burnt madman. I wake up. I look for you around me. I find your letters, ten fifteen twenty eight letters on which I wake up, on which I cry to sleep. Photographs of dear Alison bored holes in my heart; her laughter rings like a deafening shellshock in my parched ears. Every day, I rise to fall again, darling. Good morning, Abigail. This is the Valentine week, your week, my week, our week!
I was reading your letter dated January 10th last night. I can feel your lukewarm teardrops, darling, between the lines. I cannot tell you how mortified I am receiving your lovely letters after weeks, sometimes months. You probably know now, how insane it has been here at the battlefront. They are recruiting me every month in a new Reconnaissance Intel team. I do not know where I shall find myself tomorrow morning; I do not know where I shall read you next.
You were always my flight to a sunset boulevard walk. You were always my windy orchard walk. You were always my ticket to the sunlit ocean, my sweet love parade. I am working on a little gift for my sweetheart wifey (best in the world): I’ll be writing a journal letter to you this week. Let us call it our Valentine Journal Epistle, how about it? I don’t think I’ll be able to see you, Skype you anytime before the next four months, anytime before I reach Jordan—the effing Green Zone. I’ll dispatch this long letter on February 14th; I guess, I might get a hold of Selkirk. That guy had been dispatching our intel to Jordan and Washington DC for the last two weeks. He might be able to wire/scan/mail my letter as soon as possible.
Hey honey, I was also working on my Valentine poem, you know. You’ll obviously see it in this coming few days. Haven’t planned it; I’ll jot it down as I go. I have complete faith in my love for you, LOL. It cannot be a swing and a miss! It just cannot.
For now, I feel like a lonely kid adrift in the sprawling waters of the Indian Ocean. I am lost without you and Alison, sugar plum. Remember, you’re my kite—Alison, my lovely thread. It’s your love that keeps me grounded here. Its Alison’s eyes that twinkles as stars in my goodnight’s sleep. You darlings are my starry vigil, my sweet sweet redemption. The radio beside me is playing Yellowcard this morning, Netherlands Billboard Radio Chart. Remember “Gifts and Curses”? It was our song, Bunny. When the whole US of A was expecting a storm of the Afghanistan War, it was two kids on a car on a cliff overlooking Starbucks engaged in kissing each other for the first time. A storm was brewing inside their newly-engaged hearts too:
“(She is the one)
But I have a purpose
(She is the one)
And I have to fight this
(She is the one)
The villain I can't knock down
I see your face with every punch I take
And every bone I break, it's all for you
And my worst pains are words I cannot say
Still I will always fight on for you.”
Love, Arthur.
But I have a purpose
(She is the one)
And I have to fight this
(She is the one)
The villain I can't knock down
I see your face with every punch I take
And every bone I break, it's all for you
And my worst pains are words I cannot say
Still I will always fight on for you.”
Love, Arthur.
Friday, February 7th 2014
Another cold morning in Tangi Valley, my pumpkin! Good morning, my Seattle Sweetheart. How did Alison sleep last night? She still talks about her cat, no? Stupid name, I say (don’t be cross, dear) Sir Lancealot. I say, Sir Piss-a-lot! I feel like rolling on floor, laughing.
Honestly, you have no idea how I miss you guys, the apples of my eye. Been three years, right? Feels like an eon. Feels like, am dying—alone, aloof, slowly, like a dying star. Feels like, without you two, am dwelling dispersed in stars that shine with blunt laughter in dawn. The mountains echo your names in the morning, you know. The wind smells of gunpowder and death here in Tangi.
I’ve been stationed here for three nights by now. Expecting a news tonight; tomorrow I may know what is it. The Spanish Prime Minister had started withdrawing troops from NATO base way back in 2012, I guess, after bin Laden’s kill, maybe 40 percent of the Spaniards are homeward. God, I’m stuck. The morning wind breathes death into my ears, my overcoat collars fluttering with a wanton glee—what is it? Who cares! I’m writing facing North East: my Seattle, hello Seattle, my home, my sweet stardust. The hills and highlands here are desolate, there is no rainbow. You’re the rainbow beneath my skin.
Death snakes across the footpaths here, Dear. By now, I’m habituated with living in the fear of my life. Fear stalks you everywhere, even in that portable potty! I count my sighs. Lately, they have been increasing with leaps and bounds.
When will I see you, Abigail—my love? When will I see our sugarlump ***EDITED*** daughter? Jordan would have been great. I want to Skype you guys so bad. I’m serious as a heart-attack.
The poem. I finally did it last night, with a flickering lamp mocking me and Private Krasinski’s mindless raunchy ball-bursting roasts: allow me to clear my throat!
Fingers frozen on the peg
Tricky light
And her luscious talking lips
Eye-shadow—the dreamy bartender-girl
Lip-gloss—an unanswered question
Darling hair locks
Fall from darkness
Why, look at the clock!
I need to hit the road again
Davidstown—my abode-on-wait
You—an assurance
Kids—a welcome
The woods and the ocean
And safe tides in the moonlit bay
Hour of love
Sketched backyard
Painted blushes
Saturday, February 8th 2014
I dreamt last night that I’m in a field of violet paper flowers with you, candy clouds singing lullaby, and a purple sky flying over us. Evanescence. An alarm clock screaming, monsters calling my name! I lay under a sky where rainbows merge with birds, and twitters with wind. Moments are like butterflies. Dream is like long-awaited raindrops on your skin.
I miss everything about myself, you, Seattle. God! There’s always a humming in my brain, like some stupid warning blaring into my ears, like feeling the heartbeats in my eyes. War does a lot to you; you lose your soul blah blah blah! You know my crap—always the same. Forget it. I cannot change what is happening, I can only help. I should just stop yapping about the obvious.
I feel it now, I feel it how was it for my father to leave a pregnant loving wife back at home, leaving for the ’Nam. I have got to finish what he started, my Bella, I need to. It was quite tragic, wasn’t it? Or by calling it tragic, I’m underrating my dad? Mum breathes her last giving birth to me, and they write my dad a letter to come home as soon as he could. He was euphoric, ecstatic—I know, I know how it felt when Alison saw the first light of the day there. Well, how could he come home and tell his son that he left unfinished in Vietnam what he started. I know, I can never tell Alison that I came home running just to be with her. Here, people are starving. Every day the warlords attack NATO convoys carrying ration for the villagers, pick up girls from wayside hamlets, cuts farmers’ hands in the middle of the road, tortures them inhumanly like it is the dark middle ages.
How could my daughter see me as a coward who fled to his family to save his skin? How could my dad be utterly selfish? Yes, I look up to him—has had for all my life. But think about it for a second. He comes home after two years, I’m walking running and talking nonsense to my kindergarten friends by the time, and he hears for the first time that I have been brought up motherless for the last 25 months! Was Vietnam the shock of his life, or was that discovery of my Mum’s loss?—I never got a chance to ask him, right? I’ll probably never ask. This is his secret. Let him be.
It tears my heart apart to think about Mum—how she made my aunts promise not to write my dad about the imminent tragedy! Jesus, what are people made of! Can I ever live up to them? If I cannot, will the Seattle sunshine forgive me?
My pulses differ from the clocks
My face in the rear view mirror of some dumped truck
How shall we celebrate my arrival—love?
Bird chase? Ice fishing?
Daydreaming in the vineyard greenness?
Building a sand palace once again?
The humming reaches me no more
The strumming—fainted in the air
Bubbles—faking rainbows
Your window-sill
You—waiting in your eyes
The rose from our December date night
And the fragrance of sunset in your pony-tail
My sweet-girl
Cheese-fly
Your smile—like ‘kissing of wife under single sheet’
Like ‘spread of welcome’
Sunday, February 9th 2014
This couldn’t get any worse. Intel just in, new orders to attend. I’m done for, Dear.
If you’re going through this heck of a journal, Abigail, I’m probably long lost. This is how it feels, baby, and this is perhaps how it was meant to end. Sorry, baby doll – for I couldn’t be there with you anymore. My heart is burning in pain; eyes, blinded with uninvited tears; my fingers don’t seem to move on; I choke; I suffocate.
Tomorrow I’ll be out in a suicidal mission. Saddam and his General Al-Rawi had been possibly lurking in the outskirts of Jordan now – so informs the CIA intel. After all these strenuous years—a blood-spilling decade—deafening shellshock hangovers, and 128 kills: I realized how vain this gig had been. You know what, Abigail, we’ve been chasing these “rats” not because their mutiny, but because our Sec Def wants them to be chased. I’m in pursuit for about six years now, right? I’ve counted suns, counted the starry vigils at nights, counted my Privates bled to death one after another, counted the bodies of children accidentally shot dead, counted the curse-words from the mothers a-crying along the streets of debris. This is hell right here.
In the middle of nowhere, in the middle of godforsaken desert I’ve led my team for weeks. Lost Milani, Fitzgerald, Jones, Cruise; witnessed Dimitri and Roebuck starved to death under the unforgiving sun. What have we gained? After seven years, seven long goddamned years, we’ve had our ‘targets’ located finally, tcha! – ‘rats’ as the Sec Def calls them, ha! Last week I lost one of my best snipers, my second in command, Will. You’ve met this jolly guy, Abigail, remember colonel Darlington’s party that December, in 2001? Will was shot in the eye while aiming for me! Think for a moment. Watching one of my beloved ones getting shot ghastly is no more a new thing, but it was Will! My Lieutenant Will Carter!
He used to say that Alison has got my eyes, but your lips. I just, for no reason, remember the nights he sang those Elton John and Pink Floyd songs to us—when in search for a way, only a goddamned trail in the middle of a no man’s land, last September.
We’re still stationed here till February 12th; then choppers are flying us to Jordan for a night, and then the mission. I feel numb, sugarlump. Kiss Alison for me tonight, like you always do.
Nameless migratory flocks
Unquiet pubs
Voices of new men from doorway
Your lips—like days of returning home
Like leaning dawn painted across a scarlet east Mackerel sky
Harbour’s green lights
Yellow face of church clock
A lawn—lying lenient
I’m long way from home
Way to go—way to—
A sun and a lost way—
You’re my cry against a raging Lear storm
My humming bird in tempest
A new valley
A butterfly smile
Swallow in a green frost-melted spring afternoon
My numb fingers
Road-sick
The last solitary truck of the fall has long departed
Monday, February 10th, 2014
Many a Will has breathed his last in here, many Mrs Carters have lost their promising sons, many a Letitia has lost their fiancés here – but for what, Abigail? This is a lost cause. We’ve been fighting for nothing. We wiped out almost 75% of the population outside the Green Zone only to know one day that the ‘rats’ have been sneaking around in Jordan, right by the Green Zone! How god-forsaken are we, damn us! Damn the intel! Damn Pentagon! Today I’ve had the chance to talk to Agent Maguire, he’s the Project Lead from CIA in Green Zone.
Y’know, what he told me? That Pentagon had direct orders from the POTUS to secure all the probable perimeters in Israel and Iraq. But how come the President wants people dead? How come the advisory board of United Nations had no objections to this gamble of butchering?
Terrorist threats looming large? Nope, believe me! No way. It was the Pentagon Warfare Deputy Secretary Zane’s suck – Foreign Affairs Chairman Richardson. That swine shook his hands with some Saddam Hussain’s opposition in here, and somehow assured the Sec Def that Saddam has been planning on dropping several Chemical Weapons, or most probably a Nuke. What a hypocrite! Why no one could punch this Richardson right in his face! I swear, I’m gonna do that at our briefing in Jordan, and I’ll be undressing this bastard today in front of the Press, watch me! The Press didn’t have any smell of these filthy intrigues going on in here.
Take the United Nation Army out of this hell, in a month you will see a civil war raging all over this middle-east! Richardson told the White House what the White House wanted to hear, and this is why we’re dungeon-ed in Afghan borders – ploughing the sands, killing every single probable human threats on our ‘way to perdition’.
Tuesday, February 11th 2014
Dear—princess of my heart-castle—
Remember walking together?
Our windy orchard
Brook gurgling over gravels—
Is night again coming down—bringing snow?
Easy questions
Lonesome road
Howls of the departed from the tombless cemetery—
Farms lit across the silent dark valley
Thoughts of a hay-bed
Thoughts of warm-you
Men come home
Hearths raked up
Chattering
Forgive me, darling, for being so selfish yesternight. I couldn’t help mentioning what the hell is brewing amongst these hyenas. I’ve got all the photographs of Alison. She’s eight today, I wonder! I wonder what she thinks of me! Tell her, in case I’m there no more to kiss her creamy cheeks, that I’m not a butcher like them. This is my duty, my obligation, and now I despise myself for being a part of this kill-or-be-killed mission. This is no patriotism, this is no justice. Even the United Nations is plagued from the marrow, Abby.
Being the best is no more a privilege, love. It's my gift. My curse. I taste it now. Being the best sniper of Delta Force I’ll be out on 14th making way for the ground-battalion. I’ve to secure a passage for the 15th and 14th Command Rangers following me. On freaking St Valentine’s Day, I have got to take the plunge in a perimeter surrounded by hungry scratched tigers.
I’ll be in the midst of burning Revenge., Al-Rawi’s safe houses. I can’t anymore guarantee my return – I’m going leave this journal to Private Thomas Lynn at the Jordan Base. He’s from Halifax, he’ll take it to you.
Wednesday, February 12th, 2014
Music maker
A dreamer of dreams
Gracious greetings—Davidstown at long last—I guess
The alleyway of your suburb is cold—deserted
The tangible handshake
A kiss goodbye
I remember you—shutting of a yellow painted doorway
From yes to no
From a land of happiness to lands of hysteria
Cheek to cheek
Hand in hand
Lovers walk the dusk-hued boulevard
Was my love another old weakness?
Menace of a desperate drunkenness?
I’m here at Jordan now. We have this damn briefing tonight! How do I feel? I feel asphyxiated. I feel dark. I feel besotted with benumbed waiting. You see, dear, waiting is a struggle too. Absurd! My words are flowing out like restless winds inside a letter-box, I don’t know what I’m writing. I don’t know who to blame! I don’t know how to stop you from falling apart. I don’t know how to ask forgiveness from you. I don’t know what will be my last words to Alison. I know, I’m going into a trap. I know, I death is nigh—you just know when you know it. Remember, how I used to fancy myself a dying star?
Thursday, February 13th, 2014
How to end this week-long-pathetic journal, I honestly don’t know; how it might feel to read posthumous Me (to you), I hardly know either! Meet you in the afterlife, Abigail. I want you to make it up to Alison. I’ll be watching over her from her favorite stars, I’ll be ever watching over both of you – my darlings. Take care, dear you. I—husband to a beloved wife-on-wait, father to the most beautiful daughter yet-to-be-kissed—hereby declare that if I’ve survived this hellish war this far, it is all because of your love-soaked letters, darling. Missing you more than ever, honey. I’ll always be yours, now and forever, till death and even after that.
I beg your forgiveness once again, I couldn’t call you, love. I know I can Skype from here. Do I need to mention my throat is choked with bleeding tears? So long, dear. So long, Alison, my child!
Envious beggars of love
Bereavement of the buried
Crying eyeballs—blue
Your saffron scarf—
And the hawk—swooping
Moss-grown sidewalks
Walls and deserted graffiti-whims
Paper bags and sulky voices
Am I home yet—Davidstown?
You will always be my Valentine, Abby. So long as men can breathe and eyes can see; so long as there is music, there is a meteor shower to look up at above the Seattle skyline; so long as love is the poetry of senses, you have a claim to my heart. The bittersweet symphony is fading from my brain now, the twilight waning from my eyes. Its 1800 hours. One more hour. I feel dead already. Wish I could cuddle up in your lap, wish I could hold your hand for once and cry my heart out. One heck of a valentine’s Day coming!
Remember Black Hawk Down?
My love, you are strong and you will do well in life. I love you and my children deeply. Today and tomorrow, let each day grow and grow. Keep smiling and never give up, even when things get you down. So, in closing, my love...tonight, tuck them in bed warmly. Tell them I love them. Then hug them both for me, and give them a kiss goodnight for Daddy.
P.S. With undying love,
Your Arthur
Your Arthur
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Mera naam ajay hai. Shikha pyar se mujhe ajji kah kar bulati thi. Shikha aur mera pyar bachpan se hi parwan chad raha tha. Jawani tak aate aate ye pyar ek diwangi me badal chuka tha. Hum dono ek dusre ke bina ek pal bhi nahi rah pate the.
Hum dono ek hi college me padte the aur college me bhi hamari pehchan ek love couple ki hi thi. Un dino mobile aur sms ka chalan itni jor par nahi tha. Kyoki mobile aam insan aur student ki pakad se bahar tha.
Hum apne pyar ka adan pradan khat ke jariye kiya karte the. Mai rat rat bhar jaag kar shikha ke liye love letter aur shayari likha karta tha. Subah college me milne par use vo love letter aur shayari pad kar sunaya karta tha.
Wakt apni raftar se chal raha tha aur humara pyar dino din majbut hota ja raha tha. Hume ek dusre ke siwa duniya ki koi parwah nahi thi. Hum hamesha bas apne sundar bhavishya me khoye rahte the.
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Humare pyar ki bhanak humare gharwalon ko bhi lag gayi thi. Mere papa sarkari naukri me the aur un ne mujhse saf kah diya tha ki mai sikha ke sapne dekhna chhod du. Sikha ek amir bap ki beti hai aur usse mera milan kabhi nahi ho sakta.
Mujhe apne pyar par pura yakin tha. Magar papa ki bat mujhe sapno ki duniya se nikal kar hakikat ki duniya me le aayi thi. Papa ka kahna sahi tha ki shikha ek amir bap ki beti hai. Uske papa uski shadi kabhi mujhse nahi hone dege.
Mai is bat ko lekar andar hi andar paresan rahne laga. Magar apni is paresani ko shikha se na chhupa saka. Ek din us ne mujhse puchh hi liya.
Shikha boli “jaan aaj kal tum kaha khoye rahte ho. Tumhe kaun si bat itna paresan kar rahi hai ki tumhe mere hone ka bhi aehsas nahi hota hai.”
Mai bola “koi bat nahi hai, tum to bekar me chinta kar rahi ho.”
Lekin shikha meri paresani ko samajh rahi thi. Usne mujhe apni kasam dete huye kaha.
Shikha boli “jaan tumhe meri kasam hai. Tumhe kya bat paresan kar rahi hai. Mujhe sach sach batao.”
Mai bola “mai apne gharwalon ko hamari shadi ke liye kisi tarah taiyar bhi kar lu. Lekin tumhare gharwale humari shadi ke liye kabhi taiyar nahi hoge.”
Shikha boli “yadi mere gharwale humari shadi ke liye taiyar na huye aur un ne meri shadi kahi or karne ki kosis ki to mai apni jaan de dugi.”
Uski ye bat sunkar mera dil dahal gaya. Maine use apne seene se chipkate huye kaha.
Mai bola “khabardar jo kabhi marne ki bat ki to, mai tumhare bin ek pal bhi nahi jee sakta.”
Shikha boli “jaan mai bhi tumhare bina nahi jee sakti. Tum kuch aisa karo ki sab humari shadi ko khushi khushi shadi ke liye taiyar ho jaye.”
Maine uske sar par hanth ferte huye kaha.
Mai bola “mai bhi to yahi chahta hu. Lekin samajh nahi pa raha hu ki aisa kya karu. Sawal mere gharwalon ka nahi, tumhare gharwalon ka hai.”
Meri is bat ka jabab shikha ne bade hi bholepan se dete huye kaha.
Shikha boli “jaan, yadi tumhare pas bahut saara paisa aa jaye to, tum bhi amir ban jaoge. Tab shayad mere papa tumse shadi ke liye mana na kare.”
Uski is bat par mujhe hansi bhi aayi aur us par bahut pyar bhi aaya. Maine uske mathe ko chumte huye kaha.
Mai bola “tum chinta mat karo. Mai is paresani ka koi na koi hal jarur nikaluga.”
Meri bat sunkar shikha ne apna sar mere kandhe par rakh liya aur fir aankh bandh karke apne aane wali jindgi ke sapne mujhe sunane lagi.
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Is bat ko huye abhi kuch hi samay beeta tha ki, ek din shikha ne bataya ki, wo apni bua ke ghar ja rahi hai. Uski bua ka ghar dusre shahar me tha aur wo aksar waha jati hi rahti thi.
Lekin is baar uska jaana mere dil me dard paida kar raha tha. Mujhe aisa lag raha tha ki, jaise mai us se aakhiri baar mil raha hu. Lekin maine ise apna vaham mankar, apni paresani us par jahir nahi hone di aur use khushi khushi jane diya.
Shikha mujhse ek hafte ka bolkar gayi thi. Magar ab ek mahina hone ko aa gaya tha. Ab mera uske bina rah pana muskil ho gaya tha. Mai har taraf sikha ki khabar pane ki kosis kar raha tha. Magar mujhe uski koi khabar nahi mil rahi thi.
Meri haalat diwano ki tarah ho gayi thi. Mai rat din is ummid ke sath sikha ke ghar ke chakkar lagane laga ki shayad mujhe uski koi khabar mil jaye.
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Fir ek din mai shikha ke ghar ke bahar hi tahal raha tha. Tabhi mujhe ek car me, dulhan ke libas me ek ladki aate dikhi. Mujhe laga ki shayad wo shikha hai. Meri najaren us ladki par tik gayi.
Thodi der bad car shikha ke ghar par ruki aur ladki niche utri. Maine uska chehra dekha to, mera dil dhadakna bhul gaya. Wo shikha hi thi. Uski najaren meri najaro se mili to, uski aankhon me aansu aa gaye. Wo apni aansuon se bhigi aankhe lekar apne ghar ke andar chali gayi.
Maine duniya ki pahli dulhan dekhi thi. Jiske aankhon me apne ghar aate samay aansu bah rahe the. Mai samajh gaya tha ki, meri shikha ki shadi jabardasti kara di gayi hai.
Mai fut fut kar rone laga. Meri duniya mere sapne sab bikhar chuke the. Meri jaan, meri shikha ab parayi ho chuki thi. Lekin uska dard koi nahi dekh paya tha. Uske dard ka soch soch kar mai pagal hua ja raha tha.
Na jane kin haalaton me usne shadi ke liye han ki hogi aur us samay uske dil par na jaane kya kya beeti hogi.
Mai tut chuka tha, bikhar chuka tha. Mere andar ab itni bhi takat nahi bachi thi ki, mai uth kar waha se apne ghar tak aa saku. Mai nidhal hokar wahi baith gaya aur na jane kitni der tak rota raha.
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Shikha hospital me bharti thi. Usne kal rat ko jahar kha liya tha aur abhi bhi, jab bhi hosh me aa rahi thi. Apne aapko khatam karne ki kosis kar rahi thi. Mujhe us se milne nahi diya ja raha tha.
Uske papa mante the ki uski is haalat ke liye mai hi jimmedar hu. Uske sar par mere pyar ka bhoot chada hua hai. Wo ab us bhoot ko aur jyada nahi chadne dege. Isliye wo mujhe us se milna nahi dena chahte the.
Mai janta tha ki sikha ab jeena nahi chahti hai. Wo apne aapko khatam karke hi rahegi aur mai use har haalat me aisa karne se rokna chahta tha. Maine uske papa se kaha.
Mai bola “uncle pls, mujhe ek baar sikha se milne dijiye. Mai vaada karta hu ki mai use khushi khushi uske sasural jane ke liye raji kar luga.”
Uncle bole “mujhe tumhari koi madad nahi chahiye. Tum abhi ke abhi yaha se chale jao. Warna mujhe police ko bulana padega.”
Uske papa par meri bat ka koi asar padte na dekh maine uski mammy se kaha.
Mai bola “aunty aap to ek maa hai. Aap hi uncle ko samjhaiye. Sikha ko ye sab karne se mere siwa koi nahi rok sakta. Aap inhe samajaiye ki yadi sikha ye hi sab karti rahi to, uski shadi suda jindgi par kitna asar padega. Pls aunty mujhe ek baar sikha se milne dijiye. Mai use samjha duga.”
Meri bat ka aunty par asar pada. Un ne uncle ko samjhate huye kaha.
Aunty boli “ladka thik bol raha hai. Idhar hamari jitni badnami hona thi ho chuki hai. Lekin ye khabar yadi uski sasural tak pahuchi ya usne aisi harkat fir ki to uski shadi shuda jindgi kharab ho jayegi. Ise sikha se milne ka ek mauka de dijiye. Aakhir sawal hamari ladki ki jindgi ka hai.”
Uncle ke upar aunty ki bat ka asar pada aur un ne mujhe is shart par sikha se milne diya ki mere sath sikha ki maa bhi rahegi. Maine unki shart ko manjur kar liya aur sikha se milne chala gaya.
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Mai andar pahucha to, shikha ko do nurse pakde huye thi aur wo unki pakad se khud ko chhudane ki kosis kar rahi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi uski pakad dhili pad gayi aur wo rone lagi. Maine uske pas jakar uske sar par hanth ferte huye kaha.
Mai bola “ye sab kya ho raha hai. Tumne aisa pagalpan kyo kiya.”
Shikha ne mere hanthon ko apne hanthon me tham liya aur rote huye kaha.
Shikha boli “in logon ne meri jabardasti shadi karwa di hai. Ab mai jeena nahi chahti hu. Lekin ye log mujhe marne bhi nahi de rahe hai.”
Mai bola “nahi, tum mar nahi sakti. Tumhe mere liye jeena hoga. Hamare pyar ke liye tumhe jeena hi hoga.”
Sikha boli “tum sirf apni hi soch rahe ho. Mere baare me bhi to socho. Mai tumhare bina kaise jee paugi. Mere to saare sapne tut gaye. Jo maine tumhare sath jeene ke liye dekhe the. Pls mujhe mar jane do. Mai tumhare bina nahi jee paugi. Mai tumhare bina kisi ki bankar nahi rahna chahti. Na hi mai tumhe kisi ka bante dekh sakti hu.”
Mai bola “jaan pls sambhalo apne aapko. Yu pagal mat bano. Mujh par yakin karo. Mai jindgi bhar sirf tumhara hi bankar rahuga. Mujh par tumhare siwa kisi ka koi haq nahi hoga. Lekin hamare marne se hamara pyar bhi mar jayega. Hamare pyar ko mat marne do.”
Sikha boli “mai janti hu. Tum ye sab sirf mujhe marne se bachane ke liye bol rahe ho. Tum mere bina nahi rah sakte ho. Ye jindgi tum mere bina kaise jiyoge. Tumare pas to mere siwa kuch bhi nahi hai. Tum bilkul akele ho jaoge.”
Mai bola “nahi jaan, mai akela nahi hu. Mere sath tumhara pyar aur tumhari yaaden hai.”
Aakhirkar sikha ne meri bat ko maan liya aur apne khudkhushi karne ke irade ko taal diya. Uncle ne bhi apne sakht rawaiye me thodi si dhil de di aur jab tak sikha hospital me rahi. Mujhe us se milne se nahi roka gaya.
Sikha ke thik hone ke kuch din bad mujhe fir us se milne diya gaya. Kyoki usne shart rakhi thi ki yadi usko mujhse nahi milwaya gaya to, wo sasural nahi jayegi. Usne mujhse milkar mujhse apne saare vaade yad dilaye aur fir wo apni sasural chali gayi.
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Sikha ke chale jane ke bad mai uski yaadon ke sahare jeene laga. Uske bina mujhse jiya nahi ja raha tha. Fir bhi mai uski khushi ke liye jeene ko majbur tha. Meri jindgi me uski yaadon ke siwa kuch bacha hi nahi tha.
Ek saal bad sikha fir apne sasural se aayi. Lekin meri us se sirf ek baar bas mulakat ho payi thi. Usne mayke aakar ek pyare se bete ko janam diya tha.
Ab mai khud us se milna nahi chahta tha. Mai nahi chahta tha ki mera saaya uski khushhaal jindgi par pade. Isliye maine khud hi us se milne ki kosis nahi ki thi aur 3 mahine yaha rukne ke bad wo vapas apne sasural chali gayi thi.
Shikha 1 bete ki maa ban chuki hai. Is baat ko janne ke bad bhi mere dil se uske liye pyar kam nahi hua tha.
Wakt gujarta gaya aur is baat ko 3 saal ho gaye. Ab sikha ek pyari si beti ki bhi maa ban chuki thi aur kuch dino ke liye apne mayke aayi thi.
Mujhe ye bat pata thi. Fir bhi maine us se milne ki koi kosis nahi ki thi. Magar shikha ne mujse milna chahti thi. Usne apni ek saheli ke hanth se mere pas khabar bhijwayi aur mujhe na chahte huye bhi us se milne jana pada.
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Mujhe dekhte hi shikha mujhse lipat gayi. Magar mujhe aisa mehsus hua, jaise ki mai shikha se nahi kisi aur se gale mil raha hu. Jab maine use apni bahon me nahi jakda. Tab usne mujhse kaha.
Shikha boli “dekh liya na. Tumne is jara si bat ke liye mujhe paraya kar diya na. tum to kahte the ki tum hamesha mere rahoge. Fir mai parayi kaise ho gayi.”
Mai bola “mere upar aaj bhi tumhare siwa kisi ka haq nahi hai. Lekin aaj tum kisi or ki patni aur maa ho. Aise me mai tumhare upar apna haq kaise jata sakta hu.”
Shikha boli “mai kuch nahi janti. Ya to tum abhi mujhe apni bahon me lo. Nahi to abhi mai apne aapko khatam kar deti hu.”
Uski bat sun kar mere pas koi aur rasta nahi bacha tha. Maine use apni bahon me jakad liya. Lekin ab mujhe lag raha tha ki meri shikha hi meri bahon me hai. Maine us se kaha.
Mai bola “tum apni jindgi me khush to ho na.”
Shikha boli “bahut khush hu. Bas tumhari kami hamesha khalti rahti hai. Mai chah kar bhi tumhe kabhi nahi bhula pati hu.”
Mai bola “Chinta mat karo. Ab tumhare bacche tumko mujhe bhulane me madad karege.”
Shikha boli “aisa kabhi nahi ho sakta.”
Mai bola “wo kyo.”
Shikha boli “mere bete ka naam maine tumhare naam par ajay rakha hai aur use pyar se ajji bulati hu. Ab tum hi kaho ki, mai tumhe kaise bhul sakti hu.”
Mai bola “ye kaisa pagalpan hai. Kya tumhe aisa karne se kisi ne roka nahi. Mera matlab ki tumhari sasural walon ne tumhare bete ka naam rakhne ki koi kosis nahi ki.”
Shikha boli “meri sasural me mere pati ke alawa meri saas bas thi aur unka bhi shadi ke saal bhar bad dehant ho gaya. Ab mai aur mere pati akele hai. Fir bhala mujhe mere bete ka naam rakhne se kaun rokega.”
Mai bola “chalo achi bat hai. Ab to tum khush ho. Fir tum mujhe bhul kyo nahi jati.”
Shikha boli “maine tumhe isiliye bulaya hai.”
Mai bola “mai samjha nahi, tum kya kahna chahti ho.”
Shikha boli “mai chahti hu ki, tum shadi kar lo. Itna bada jivan tum akele kaise bitaoge.”
Mai bola “ye kabhi nahi ho sakta. Meri jindgi me tumhare siwa koi nahi aa sakta. Mere jeene ke liye tumhari yaad hi kaafi hai. Tum meri chinta mat karo.”
Shikha ne mujhe shadi ke liye bahut samjhane ki kosis ki. Lekin maine uski bat nahi maani. Tab usne mere samne ek bat rakhi.
Shikha boli “thik hai tum shadi mat karo. Lekin ab se tum mere sath hamesha jude rahoge.”
Mai bola “wo kaise.”
Shikha boli “jara apna mobile dikhao.”
Maine apna mobile use diya. Tab wo usme kuch karne lagi. Us samay tak mobile sabke hanth me aa chuka tha. Usne mobile me frenzo chat par meri id banayi aur fir mujhe sab samajhte huye kaha.
Shikha boli “ab mai tumhare sath is chat par judi rahugi. Maine apni ek saheli ko is chat par apne bf se chat karte dekha tha. Tab se mai tumse is par chat karne ki soch rahi thi.”
Mai bola “lekin mujhe pata kaise chalega ki tum online ho.”
Tab shikha ne mujhe ek msg karke bataya. Uske msg karte hi mere mobile par msg tone bajne lagi thi. Us din meri us se bahut baten huyi aur fir wo chali gayi.
Lekin uske bad se wo mujhse frenzo chat ke jariye judi rahi. Subah se lekar rat tak uske msg aate rahte the aur uske har msg se mere dil ki dhadkan bad jaya karti thi. Mujhe yu lag raha tha. Jaise meri khoyi huyi jindgi fir vapas mil gayi ho.
Ab sikha mere pal pal ki khabar rakhne lagi thi. Kabhi kabhi jab uska dil karta to wo mujhse phone par bhi bat kar liya karti thi. Hamari baton ka silsila aise hi chalta raha aur fir facebook ka daur aa gaya.
Usne mujhe facebook par bhi friend bana liya aur hum frenzo chhod kar facebook par aa gaye. Ab hum ek dusre ki photo bhi dekh sakte the aur chhoti se chhoti baton ko facebook ke jariye share karne lage the.
Pahle frenzo aur fir facebook ke jariye hamara pyar ek baar fir udan bharne laga tha. Mere andar ek naya jeene ka josh aa gaya tha. Mai shikha ke sath apni is nayi suruwat se bahut khush tha aur apni duniya ko isi me samet liya tha.
Wakt gujarta gaya. Fir ek din shikha ne bataya ki kuch din ke liye wo apne pati ke sath ghumne ke liye ja rahi hai. Uske dono bachche uske mata pita ke pas rahege. Wo ghum kar aane ke bad hi mujhse bat kar payegi. Maine khushi khushi usko jane diya. Lekin ek bar fir mera dil kisi ashanka se bhar gaya tha.
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Shikha ko gaye ek hafta ho chuka tha. Mai use roj facebook par aakar dekha karta tha. Lekin wo us din ke bad se online hi nahi aayi thi. Mujhe uske aane ka besabri se intejar tha. Tabhi ek din uske papa ka phone aaya aur un ne bataya ki shikha aur uske pati ki car accident me maut ho gayi hai.
Ye sunte hi mere pairon tale ki jamin hi khisak gayi. Ek bar fir mere man ki ashanka sahi sabit huyi thi. Magar is baar wo ashanka mera sab kuch chhin kar le gayi thi.
Meri shikha is duniya me nahi hai. Ye bat soch kar hi mere jeene ki ichha khatam ho gayi thi. Ab mere jeene ka koi matlab nahi tha. Mera man usi samay apne aapko khatam karne ka kiya.
Lekin shikha ke papa ne kaha ki, shikha ki koi antim ichha thi. Tum fauran ghar aa jao. Mai tumhe uski antim ichha batana chahta hu. Mai luta pita sa bhari man se shikha ke ghar ki taraf chal pada.
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Uncle mere hi aane ka intejar kar rahe the. Aaj pahli bar mujhe unki aankhon me mere liye apnapan najar aa raha tha. Magar aaj mere liye is apnepan ka koi matlab nahi tha.
Maine un se sidhe shikha ki antim ichha puchi to, un ne sikha ke dono bachchon ko mere samne kar diya. Maine sikha ke dono bachchon ke sar par hanth fera to, ajji mujhse lipat kar rote huye kahne laga.
Ajji bola “uncle hamare mammy papa kaha hai. Aap unhe vapas le aaiye na. Mammy to kahti thi ki, aap sab kuch kar sakte hai. Pls uncle mere mammy papa ko vapas le aaiye.”
Mai ajji ke aansu nahi dekh paya aur meri aankhe chhalak padi. Maine use apne gale se laga liya. Mere pas us se kahne ke liye koi shabd hi nahi the. Mai bhi uske sath rota ja raha tha. Uske sath sath mera bhi sab kuch kahtam ho chuka tha.
Ab mere liye ye jindgi ek bojh ban gayi thi. Mere jeene ka maksad hi kho chuka tha. Achanak maine apne man me kuch faisla kiya aur fir ajji ko apne gale se alag kar uth kar khada ho gaya.
Maine jane ke liye aage kadam badaya hi tha ki tabhi sikha ke pitaji ki aawaj sun kar mere kadam ruk gaye. Un ne mujhse kaha.
Uncle bole “in bacchon ko aisi haalat me chhod kar kaha ja rahe ho bete.”
Maine bina unki taraf dekhe hi kaha.
Mai bola “koi kaam barson se adhura pada hai. Aaj use pura karne ja raha hu.”
Uncle bole “mai janta hu tumhara kya kaam adhura pada hai. Lekin uske pahle sikha ki aakhiri ichha bhi sun lo. Uski aakhiri ichha thi ki, uske bacchhon ki parvarish tum karoge. Kya uski ye ichha puri nahi karoge.”
Uncle ki baat sunte hi mere aankhon ki nami mere aansuon me badal gayi. Mai rote huye kahne laga.
Mai bola “mujhe us dhokebaj ki koi ichha puri nahi karna. Usne ek baar fir mere sath dhoka kiya hai. Mujhe akela chhod gayi aur mere liye jeene ka bahana chhod gayi. Mujhe nahi jeena hai uske bina. Mai nahi jee sakta hu uske bina.”
Ye bol kar mai fut fut kar ro pada. Uncle ne aakar mujhe apne gale laga liya aur kahne lage.
Uncle bole “mujhe maaf kar do beta. Mai tum dono ke sacche pyar ko nahi samajh saka tha. Apni ye amanat sambhal lo. Ab mera bhi tumhare aur in bacchon ke siwa koi nahi hai. Hume chhod kar mat jao. Apni shikha ki antim ichchha puri kar do.”
Uncle mujhe dilasa de rahe the aur meri aankhon me kabhi shikha ka chehra ghoom raha tha to, kabhi uske dono bachchon ka chehra ghum raha tha. Na jane ye shikha ka kaisa pyar tha. Jo har baar mujhe uske bina jeene ko majbur kar raha tha.
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Mera naam ajay hai. Shikha pyar se mujhe ajji kah kar bulati thi. Shikha aur mera pyar bachpan se hi parwan chad raha tha. Jawani tak aate aate ye pyar ek diwangi me badal chuka tha. Hum dono ek dusre ke bina ek pal bhi nahi rah pate the.
Hum dono ek hi college me padte the aur college me bhi hamari pehchan ek love couple ki hi thi. Un dino mobile aur sms ka chalan itni jor par nahi tha. Kyoki mobile aam insan aur student ki pakad se bahar tha.
Hum apne pyar ka adan pradan khat ke jariye kiya karte the. Mai rat rat bhar jaag kar shikha ke liye love letter aur shayari likha karta tha. Subah college me milne par use vo love letter aur shayari pad kar sunaya karta tha.
Wakt apni raftar se chal raha tha aur humara pyar dino din majbut hota ja raha tha. Hume ek dusre ke siwa duniya ki koi parwah nahi thi. Hum hamesha bas apne sundar bhavishya me khoye rahte the.
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Humare pyar ki bhanak humare gharwalon ko bhi lag gayi thi. Mere papa sarkari naukri me the aur un ne mujhse saf kah diya tha ki mai sikha ke sapne dekhna chhod du. Sikha ek amir bap ki beti hai aur usse mera milan kabhi nahi ho sakta.
Mujhe apne pyar par pura yakin tha. Magar papa ki bat mujhe sapno ki duniya se nikal kar hakikat ki duniya me le aayi thi. Papa ka kahna sahi tha ki shikha ek amir bap ki beti hai. Uske papa uski shadi kabhi mujhse nahi hone dege.
Mai is bat ko lekar andar hi andar paresan rahne laga. Magar apni is paresani ko shikha se na chhupa saka. Ek din us ne mujhse puchh hi liya.
Shikha boli “jaan aaj kal tum kaha khoye rahte ho. Tumhe kaun si bat itna paresan kar rahi hai ki tumhe mere hone ka bhi aehsas nahi hota hai.”
Mai bola “koi bat nahi hai, tum to bekar me chinta kar rahi ho.”
Lekin shikha meri paresani ko samajh rahi thi. Usne mujhe apni kasam dete huye kaha.
Shikha boli “jaan tumhe meri kasam hai. Tumhe kya bat paresan kar rahi hai. Mujhe sach sach batao.”
Mai bola “mai apne gharwalon ko hamari shadi ke liye kisi tarah taiyar bhi kar lu. Lekin tumhare gharwale humari shadi ke liye kabhi taiyar nahi hoge.”
Shikha boli “yadi mere gharwale humari shadi ke liye taiyar na huye aur un ne meri shadi kahi or karne ki kosis ki to mai apni jaan de dugi.”
Uski ye bat sunkar mera dil dahal gaya. Maine use apne seene se chipkate huye kaha.
Mai bola “khabardar jo kabhi marne ki bat ki to, mai tumhare bin ek pal bhi nahi jee sakta.”
Shikha boli “jaan mai bhi tumhare bina nahi jee sakti. Tum kuch aisa karo ki sab humari shadi ko khushi khushi shadi ke liye taiyar ho jaye.”
Maine uske sar par hanth ferte huye kaha.
Mai bola “mai bhi to yahi chahta hu. Lekin samajh nahi pa raha hu ki aisa kya karu. Sawal mere gharwalon ka nahi, tumhare gharwalon ka hai.”
Meri is bat ka jabab shikha ne bade hi bholepan se dete huye kaha.
Shikha boli “jaan, yadi tumhare pas bahut saara paisa aa jaye to, tum bhi amir ban jaoge. Tab shayad mere papa tumse shadi ke liye mana na kare.”
Uski is bat par mujhe hansi bhi aayi aur us par bahut pyar bhi aaya. Maine uske mathe ko chumte huye kaha.
Mai bola “tum chinta mat karo. Mai is paresani ka koi na koi hal jarur nikaluga.”
Meri bat sunkar shikha ne apna sar mere kandhe par rakh liya aur fir aankh bandh karke apne aane wali jindgi ke sapne mujhe sunane lagi.
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Is bat ko huye abhi kuch hi samay beeta tha ki, ek din shikha ne bataya ki, wo apni bua ke ghar ja rahi hai. Uski bua ka ghar dusre shahar me tha aur wo aksar waha jati hi rahti thi.
Lekin is baar uska jaana mere dil me dard paida kar raha tha. Mujhe aisa lag raha tha ki, jaise mai us se aakhiri baar mil raha hu. Lekin maine ise apna vaham mankar, apni paresani us par jahir nahi hone di aur use khushi khushi jane diya.
Shikha mujhse ek hafte ka bolkar gayi thi. Magar ab ek mahina hone ko aa gaya tha. Ab mera uske bina rah pana muskil ho gaya tha. Mai har taraf sikha ki khabar pane ki kosis kar raha tha. Magar mujhe uski koi khabar nahi mil rahi thi.
Meri haalat diwano ki tarah ho gayi thi. Mai rat din is ummid ke sath sikha ke ghar ke chakkar lagane laga ki shayad mujhe uski koi khabar mil jaye.
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Fir ek din mai shikha ke ghar ke bahar hi tahal raha tha. Tabhi mujhe ek car me, dulhan ke libas me ek ladki aate dikhi. Mujhe laga ki shayad wo shikha hai. Meri najaren us ladki par tik gayi.
Thodi der bad car shikha ke ghar par ruki aur ladki niche utri. Maine uska chehra dekha to, mera dil dhadakna bhul gaya. Wo shikha hi thi. Uski najaren meri najaro se mili to, uski aankhon me aansu aa gaye. Wo apni aansuon se bhigi aankhe lekar apne ghar ke andar chali gayi.
Maine duniya ki pahli dulhan dekhi thi. Jiske aankhon me apne ghar aate samay aansu bah rahe the. Mai samajh gaya tha ki, meri shikha ki shadi jabardasti kara di gayi hai.
Mai fut fut kar rone laga. Meri duniya mere sapne sab bikhar chuke the. Meri jaan, meri shikha ab parayi ho chuki thi. Lekin uska dard koi nahi dekh paya tha. Uske dard ka soch soch kar mai pagal hua ja raha tha.
Na jane kin haalaton me usne shadi ke liye han ki hogi aur us samay uske dil par na jaane kya kya beeti hogi.
Mai tut chuka tha, bikhar chuka tha. Mere andar ab itni bhi takat nahi bachi thi ki, mai uth kar waha se apne ghar tak aa saku. Mai nidhal hokar wahi baith gaya aur na jane kitni der tak rota raha.
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Shikha hospital me bharti thi. Usne kal rat ko jahar kha liya tha aur abhi bhi, jab bhi hosh me aa rahi thi. Apne aapko khatam karne ki kosis kar rahi thi. Mujhe us se milne nahi diya ja raha tha.
Uske papa mante the ki uski is haalat ke liye mai hi jimmedar hu. Uske sar par mere pyar ka bhoot chada hua hai. Wo ab us bhoot ko aur jyada nahi chadne dege. Isliye wo mujhe us se milna nahi dena chahte the.
Mai janta tha ki sikha ab jeena nahi chahti hai. Wo apne aapko khatam karke hi rahegi aur mai use har haalat me aisa karne se rokna chahta tha. Maine uske papa se kaha.
Mai bola “uncle pls, mujhe ek baar sikha se milne dijiye. Mai vaada karta hu ki mai use khushi khushi uske sasural jane ke liye raji kar luga.”
Uncle bole “mujhe tumhari koi madad nahi chahiye. Tum abhi ke abhi yaha se chale jao. Warna mujhe police ko bulana padega.”
Uske papa par meri bat ka koi asar padte na dekh maine uski mammy se kaha.
Mai bola “aunty aap to ek maa hai. Aap hi uncle ko samjhaiye. Sikha ko ye sab karne se mere siwa koi nahi rok sakta. Aap inhe samajaiye ki yadi sikha ye hi sab karti rahi to, uski shadi suda jindgi par kitna asar padega. Pls aunty mujhe ek baar sikha se milne dijiye. Mai use samjha duga.”
Meri bat ka aunty par asar pada. Un ne uncle ko samjhate huye kaha.
Aunty boli “ladka thik bol raha hai. Idhar hamari jitni badnami hona thi ho chuki hai. Lekin ye khabar yadi uski sasural tak pahuchi ya usne aisi harkat fir ki to uski shadi shuda jindgi kharab ho jayegi. Ise sikha se milne ka ek mauka de dijiye. Aakhir sawal hamari ladki ki jindgi ka hai.”
Uncle ke upar aunty ki bat ka asar pada aur un ne mujhe is shart par sikha se milne diya ki mere sath sikha ki maa bhi rahegi. Maine unki shart ko manjur kar liya aur sikha se milne chala gaya.
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Mai andar pahucha to, shikha ko do nurse pakde huye thi aur wo unki pakad se khud ko chhudane ki kosis kar rahi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi uski pakad dhili pad gayi aur wo rone lagi. Maine uske pas jakar uske sar par hanth ferte huye kaha.
Mai bola “ye sab kya ho raha hai. Tumne aisa pagalpan kyo kiya.”
Shikha ne mere hanthon ko apne hanthon me tham liya aur rote huye kaha.
Shikha boli “in logon ne meri jabardasti shadi karwa di hai. Ab mai jeena nahi chahti hu. Lekin ye log mujhe marne bhi nahi de rahe hai.”
Mai bola “nahi, tum mar nahi sakti. Tumhe mere liye jeena hoga. Hamare pyar ke liye tumhe jeena hi hoga.”
Sikha boli “tum sirf apni hi soch rahe ho. Mere baare me bhi to socho. Mai tumhare bina kaise jee paugi. Mere to saare sapne tut gaye. Jo maine tumhare sath jeene ke liye dekhe the. Pls mujhe mar jane do. Mai tumhare bina nahi jee paugi. Mai tumhare bina kisi ki bankar nahi rahna chahti. Na hi mai tumhe kisi ka bante dekh sakti hu.”
Mai bola “jaan pls sambhalo apne aapko. Yu pagal mat bano. Mujh par yakin karo. Mai jindgi bhar sirf tumhara hi bankar rahuga. Mujh par tumhare siwa kisi ka koi haq nahi hoga. Lekin hamare marne se hamara pyar bhi mar jayega. Hamare pyar ko mat marne do.”
Sikha boli “mai janti hu. Tum ye sab sirf mujhe marne se bachane ke liye bol rahe ho. Tum mere bina nahi rah sakte ho. Ye jindgi tum mere bina kaise jiyoge. Tumare pas to mere siwa kuch bhi nahi hai. Tum bilkul akele ho jaoge.”
Mai bola “nahi jaan, mai akela nahi hu. Mere sath tumhara pyar aur tumhari yaaden hai.”
Aakhirkar sikha ne meri bat ko maan liya aur apne khudkhushi karne ke irade ko taal diya. Uncle ne bhi apne sakht rawaiye me thodi si dhil de di aur jab tak sikha hospital me rahi. Mujhe us se milne se nahi roka gaya.
Sikha ke thik hone ke kuch din bad mujhe fir us se milne diya gaya. Kyoki usne shart rakhi thi ki yadi usko mujhse nahi milwaya gaya to, wo sasural nahi jayegi. Usne mujhse milkar mujhse apne saare vaade yad dilaye aur fir wo apni sasural chali gayi.
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Sikha ke chale jane ke bad mai uski yaadon ke sahare jeene laga. Uske bina mujhse jiya nahi ja raha tha. Fir bhi mai uski khushi ke liye jeene ko majbur tha. Meri jindgi me uski yaadon ke siwa kuch bacha hi nahi tha.
Ek saal bad sikha fir apne sasural se aayi. Lekin meri us se sirf ek baar bas mulakat ho payi thi. Usne mayke aakar ek pyare se bete ko janam diya tha.
Ab mai khud us se milna nahi chahta tha. Mai nahi chahta tha ki mera saaya uski khushhaal jindgi par pade. Isliye maine khud hi us se milne ki kosis nahi ki thi aur 3 mahine yaha rukne ke bad wo vapas apne sasural chali gayi thi.
Shikha 1 bete ki maa ban chuki hai. Is baat ko janne ke bad bhi mere dil se uske liye pyar kam nahi hua tha.
Wakt gujarta gaya aur is baat ko 3 saal ho gaye. Ab sikha ek pyari si beti ki bhi maa ban chuki thi aur kuch dino ke liye apne mayke aayi thi.
Mujhe ye bat pata thi. Fir bhi maine us se milne ki koi kosis nahi ki thi. Magar shikha ne mujse milna chahti thi. Usne apni ek saheli ke hanth se mere pas khabar bhijwayi aur mujhe na chahte huye bhi us se milne jana pada.
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Mujhe dekhte hi shikha mujhse lipat gayi. Magar mujhe aisa mehsus hua, jaise ki mai shikha se nahi kisi aur se gale mil raha hu. Jab maine use apni bahon me nahi jakda. Tab usne mujhse kaha.
Shikha boli “dekh liya na. Tumne is jara si bat ke liye mujhe paraya kar diya na. tum to kahte the ki tum hamesha mere rahoge. Fir mai parayi kaise ho gayi.”
Mai bola “mere upar aaj bhi tumhare siwa kisi ka haq nahi hai. Lekin aaj tum kisi or ki patni aur maa ho. Aise me mai tumhare upar apna haq kaise jata sakta hu.”
Shikha boli “mai kuch nahi janti. Ya to tum abhi mujhe apni bahon me lo. Nahi to abhi mai apne aapko khatam kar deti hu.”
Uski bat sun kar mere pas koi aur rasta nahi bacha tha. Maine use apni bahon me jakad liya. Lekin ab mujhe lag raha tha ki meri shikha hi meri bahon me hai. Maine us se kaha.
Mai bola “tum apni jindgi me khush to ho na.”
Shikha boli “bahut khush hu. Bas tumhari kami hamesha khalti rahti hai. Mai chah kar bhi tumhe kabhi nahi bhula pati hu.”
Mai bola “Chinta mat karo. Ab tumhare bacche tumko mujhe bhulane me madad karege.”
Shikha boli “aisa kabhi nahi ho sakta.”
Mai bola “wo kyo.”
Shikha boli “mere bete ka naam maine tumhare naam par ajay rakha hai aur use pyar se ajji bulati hu. Ab tum hi kaho ki, mai tumhe kaise bhul sakti hu.”
Mai bola “ye kaisa pagalpan hai. Kya tumhe aisa karne se kisi ne roka nahi. Mera matlab ki tumhari sasural walon ne tumhare bete ka naam rakhne ki koi kosis nahi ki.”
Shikha boli “meri sasural me mere pati ke alawa meri saas bas thi aur unka bhi shadi ke saal bhar bad dehant ho gaya. Ab mai aur mere pati akele hai. Fir bhala mujhe mere bete ka naam rakhne se kaun rokega.”
Mai bola “chalo achi bat hai. Ab to tum khush ho. Fir tum mujhe bhul kyo nahi jati.”
Shikha boli “maine tumhe isiliye bulaya hai.”
Mai bola “mai samjha nahi, tum kya kahna chahti ho.”
Shikha boli “mai chahti hu ki, tum shadi kar lo. Itna bada jivan tum akele kaise bitaoge.”
Mai bola “ye kabhi nahi ho sakta. Meri jindgi me tumhare siwa koi nahi aa sakta. Mere jeene ke liye tumhari yaad hi kaafi hai. Tum meri chinta mat karo.”
Shikha ne mujhe shadi ke liye bahut samjhane ki kosis ki. Lekin maine uski bat nahi maani. Tab usne mere samne ek bat rakhi.
Shikha boli “thik hai tum shadi mat karo. Lekin ab se tum mere sath hamesha jude rahoge.”
Mai bola “wo kaise.”
Shikha boli “jara apna mobile dikhao.”
Maine apna mobile use diya. Tab wo usme kuch karne lagi. Us samay tak mobile sabke hanth me aa chuka tha. Usne mobile me frenzo chat par meri id banayi aur fir mujhe sab samajhte huye kaha.
Shikha boli “ab mai tumhare sath is chat par judi rahugi. Maine apni ek saheli ko is chat par apne bf se chat karte dekha tha. Tab se mai tumse is par chat karne ki soch rahi thi.”
Mai bola “lekin mujhe pata kaise chalega ki tum online ho.”
Tab shikha ne mujhe ek msg karke bataya. Uske msg karte hi mere mobile par msg tone bajne lagi thi. Us din meri us se bahut baten huyi aur fir wo chali gayi.
Lekin uske bad se wo mujhse frenzo chat ke jariye judi rahi. Subah se lekar rat tak uske msg aate rahte the aur uske har msg se mere dil ki dhadkan bad jaya karti thi. Mujhe yu lag raha tha. Jaise meri khoyi huyi jindgi fir vapas mil gayi ho.
Ab sikha mere pal pal ki khabar rakhne lagi thi. Kabhi kabhi jab uska dil karta to wo mujhse phone par bhi bat kar liya karti thi. Hamari baton ka silsila aise hi chalta raha aur fir facebook ka daur aa gaya.
Usne mujhe facebook par bhi friend bana liya aur hum frenzo chhod kar facebook par aa gaye. Ab hum ek dusre ki photo bhi dekh sakte the aur chhoti se chhoti baton ko facebook ke jariye share karne lage the.
Pahle frenzo aur fir facebook ke jariye hamara pyar ek baar fir udan bharne laga tha. Mere andar ek naya jeene ka josh aa gaya tha. Mai shikha ke sath apni is nayi suruwat se bahut khush tha aur apni duniya ko isi me samet liya tha.
Wakt gujarta gaya. Fir ek din shikha ne bataya ki kuch din ke liye wo apne pati ke sath ghumne ke liye ja rahi hai. Uske dono bachche uske mata pita ke pas rahege. Wo ghum kar aane ke bad hi mujhse bat kar payegi. Maine khushi khushi usko jane diya. Lekin ek bar fir mera dil kisi ashanka se bhar gaya tha.
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Shikha ko gaye ek hafta ho chuka tha. Mai use roj facebook par aakar dekha karta tha. Lekin wo us din ke bad se online hi nahi aayi thi. Mujhe uske aane ka besabri se intejar tha. Tabhi ek din uske papa ka phone aaya aur un ne bataya ki shikha aur uske pati ki car accident me maut ho gayi hai.
Ye sunte hi mere pairon tale ki jamin hi khisak gayi. Ek bar fir mere man ki ashanka sahi sabit huyi thi. Magar is baar wo ashanka mera sab kuch chhin kar le gayi thi.
Meri shikha is duniya me nahi hai. Ye bat soch kar hi mere jeene ki ichha khatam ho gayi thi. Ab mere jeene ka koi matlab nahi tha. Mera man usi samay apne aapko khatam karne ka kiya.
Lekin shikha ke papa ne kaha ki, shikha ki koi antim ichha thi. Tum fauran ghar aa jao. Mai tumhe uski antim ichha batana chahta hu. Mai luta pita sa bhari man se shikha ke ghar ki taraf chal pada.
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Uncle mere hi aane ka intejar kar rahe the. Aaj pahli bar mujhe unki aankhon me mere liye apnapan najar aa raha tha. Magar aaj mere liye is apnepan ka koi matlab nahi tha.
Maine un se sidhe shikha ki antim ichha puchi to, un ne sikha ke dono bachchon ko mere samne kar diya. Maine sikha ke dono bachchon ke sar par hanth fera to, ajji mujhse lipat kar rote huye kahne laga.
Ajji bola “uncle hamare mammy papa kaha hai. Aap unhe vapas le aaiye na. Mammy to kahti thi ki, aap sab kuch kar sakte hai. Pls uncle mere mammy papa ko vapas le aaiye.”
Mai ajji ke aansu nahi dekh paya aur meri aankhe chhalak padi. Maine use apne gale se laga liya. Mere pas us se kahne ke liye koi shabd hi nahi the. Mai bhi uske sath rota ja raha tha. Uske sath sath mera bhi sab kuch kahtam ho chuka tha.
Ab mere liye ye jindgi ek bojh ban gayi thi. Mere jeene ka maksad hi kho chuka tha. Achanak maine apne man me kuch faisla kiya aur fir ajji ko apne gale se alag kar uth kar khada ho gaya.
Maine jane ke liye aage kadam badaya hi tha ki tabhi sikha ke pitaji ki aawaj sun kar mere kadam ruk gaye. Un ne mujhse kaha.
Uncle bole “in bacchon ko aisi haalat me chhod kar kaha ja rahe ho bete.”
Maine bina unki taraf dekhe hi kaha.
Mai bola “koi kaam barson se adhura pada hai. Aaj use pura karne ja raha hu.”
Uncle bole “mai janta hu tumhara kya kaam adhura pada hai. Lekin uske pahle sikha ki aakhiri ichha bhi sun lo. Uski aakhiri ichha thi ki, uske bacchhon ki parvarish tum karoge. Kya uski ye ichha puri nahi karoge.”
Uncle ki baat sunte hi mere aankhon ki nami mere aansuon me badal gayi. Mai rote huye kahne laga.
Mai bola “mujhe us dhokebaj ki koi ichha puri nahi karna. Usne ek baar fir mere sath dhoka kiya hai. Mujhe akela chhod gayi aur mere liye jeene ka bahana chhod gayi. Mujhe nahi jeena hai uske bina. Mai nahi jee sakta hu uske bina.”
Ye bol kar mai fut fut kar ro pada. Uncle ne aakar mujhe apne gale laga liya aur kahne lage.
Uncle bole “mujhe maaf kar do beta. Mai tum dono ke sacche pyar ko nahi samajh saka tha. Apni ye amanat sambhal lo. Ab mera bhi tumhare aur in bacchon ke siwa koi nahi hai. Hume chhod kar mat jao. Apni shikha ki antim ichchha puri kar do.”
Uncle mujhe dilasa de rahe the aur meri aankhon me kabhi shikha ka chehra ghoom raha tha to, kabhi uske dono bachchon ka chehra ghum raha tha. Na jane ye shikha ka kaisa pyar tha. Jo har baar mujhe uske bina jeene ko majbur kar raha tha.
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