Rocky2602
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Hello everyone!
I hope you all are doing well. I just wanted to inform you that I was out of town recently, which has caused a slight delay in the update. I truly appreciate your patience and understanding. The next update is in progress, and I’ll do my best to bring it to you as soon as possible.
Thank you for your continued support and enthusiasm!
I hope you all are doing well. I just wanted to inform you that I was out of town recently, which has caused a slight delay in the update. I truly appreciate your patience and understanding. The next update is in progress, and I’ll do my best to bring it to you as soon as possible.
Thank you for your continued support and enthusiasm!
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Firstly Congratulations
and create new world with your imagination outstanding
Keep going.. Best Of luck
Thanks for your best wishes, I truely appritiate that!Firstly Congratulations
and create new world with your imagination outstanding
Keep going.. Best Of luck
"Hey everyone! Just wanted to let you all know that Update 3 is currently in progress. I’m putting in the final touches, and I’m aiming to have it posted by tomorrow. Thanks for your patience and support!"
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Update 3: "Threads of Deception"
Ab tak:
Car se ek insaan ne kadam bahar rakha, aur uske jooton ki awaaz sarradon par padne se sunayi di. Phir usne car ka darwaza band kiya, aur ek zor se awaaz aayi.
Thud!!
Woh kuch der ke liye Salaar ke ghar ko dekhta raha, phir uski nazar us sadak par gayi jahan se police jeep abhi abhi guzri thi,.
Dheere dheere woh ghar ki taraf badha, aur darwaze par haath rakhkar bell bajayi.
Bell ki awaaz Nimra ke khayalon ko tod kar usse wapas laayi. Woh apne andar ke uljhe hue jazbaat ko sambhalte hue dheere se darwaze ki taraf badhi. Darwaza kholte hi usne samne ek lamba, charming aur jawan ladka khada dekha, jo usse ek halki si smile de raha tha.
Nimra ki aankhon mein hairani aur asar gaharaya. Woh bas itna hi keh paayi,
Nimra: "T-tum!!!"
Ab Aage:
Ek remote aur secluded laboratory, Germany mein, jo underground thi. Yeh laboratory ek aise jagah par thi jahan par modern aur purani research ka combination dikhai deta tha. Har kone mein bright white aur blue lights thi, jo machines aur glass containers ko illuminate kar rahi thi. Laboratory mein advanced technology ka use ho raha tha, pulse generators, temperature regulators, aur genetic sequencing tools jo future ki technology jaise lagte the. Lab ke ek kone mein ek containment chamber tha, jisme ek human subject tha.
Lab ki hawa thodi stale thi, lekin ek buzz tha electric currents ka sound aur machines ka hum. Lab ke andar har cheez precise tarike se organized thi, lekin usme ek dark undertone tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise lab mein koi kuchh bada hone wala ho, aur jo bhi ho, uske liye ek strange aur unnerving environment tha.
Ek scientist apne computer screen ko intense nazaron se dekh raha tha, apne assistants ke saath kaam karte hue. Uska chehra cold calculation se bhara hua tha, aur wo kisi bade discovery ke liye ready tha.
Scientist (quietly but with intensity): "Main apni research ko kai baar recheck kar chuka hoon. Agar hum genetic mutation ke DNA sequences ko precisely manipulate kar sakein, toh hum insaaniyat ke liye ek revolution laa sakte hain. Yeh sirf ek super-soldier project nahi, yeh ek naye biological evolution ki taraf pehla kadam hai. Agar yeh experiment successful ho gaya, toh hum insaaniyat ki history ko badal denge."
Assistant 1: "Sir, hum jo formula use kar rahe hain, usmein risk bhi kaafi hai. Agar humne wrong sequence select kiya, toh mutation uncontrolled ho sakti hai."
Scientist (unfazed): "Humne kai baar experiments kiye hain. Yeh final formula hai, aur humare paas sufficient data hai. Tum bas sequence ko initiate karo. Hum prove karenge ki jo hum soch rahe hain, woh sach ho sakta hai."
Assistant 2: "Sir, subject ka reaction monitor karna zaroori hoga. Agar hum kuch galat karte hain toh..."
Scientist (interrupts, with a calm but firm tone): "Humein ab waqt ki bilkul bhi barbaadi nahi karni. Tum dono ko apne kaam par poori tarah se focus karna hoga. Tum samajh nahi rahe ho, yeh humare liye ek aisa pal hai jisme agar humne kuch bhi galat kiya, toh sab kuch khatam ho jayega. Jo shak tum dono ke andar hai, woh abhi thoda waqt mein door ho jayega, bas tumhe apna kaam sahi se karna hoga."
Assistant 1 (nervously): "Understood, sir. Sequence initiating... Stand by."
Ek beep ke saath machine ki screen par green light flicker karna shuru hoti hai, aur ek mechanical whirring sound sunayi dene lagti hai. Containment chamber ka energy cycle activate ho jata hai. Power grids se continuous buzzing ki awaaz aa rahi thi, jab electric pulses aur temperature regulators kaam kar rahe the. Machines ki synchronization bilkul perfect thi, jaise ek orchestra ke instruments ho.
Scientist ka chehra ab pure focus mein tha. Usne apni coat ka collar adjust kiya aur apne assistants ko instructions dena shuru kiya.
Scientist (speaking with focused clarity): "Jo DNA sequences hum use kar rahe hain, unhe hum bohot carefully aur precision ke saath blend karenge. Humara maqsad ek biological evolution ki taraf badhna hai, jisme hum insaan ke genetic makeup ko iss tarah modify karenge ke usme kuch aise traits introduce kiye jaayen jo pehle kabhi nahi dekhe gaye. Humne CRISPR-Cas9 gene editing technique ka istemal kiya hai, jo ek cutting-edge technology hai aur isse hum gene sequences ko specifically target kar sakte hain. Isse hum wo specific genetic traits accelerate kar sakte hain, jaise ki strength, agility, aur intelligence. Har ek trait ko target karna, unka genetic sequence bilkul accurate hona zaroori hai, aur is process mein ek precise timing ka role hota hai. Agar hum sequence ko galat time pe manipulate karte hain, toh mutation ka result unpredictable ho sakta hai. Isliye har cheez ko bohot careful planning aur timing ke saath execute karna hoga."
Assistant 1 (looking at the readings): "Sequence accurate hai. Sab readings normal hain... sab kuch bilkul planned tarike se ho raha hai."
Scientist (nodding slowly, his voice growing more intense with excitement): "This is exactly how it should be. Perfect. Agar humne har ek step ko bilkul sahi tareeke se follow kiya, toh aaj hum insaaniyat ki purani soch ko hila denge, aur ek naye daur ki shuruat karenge. Yeh jo experiment hum kar rahe hain, yeh sirf ek chhota sa pehla kadam hai. Yeh subject, jo abhi humare saamne hai, yeh sirf ek model hai ek prototype. Iska har ek action, har ek change, humare blueprint ki testing karega. Yeh ek jeevit pramaan hoga, jo humein yeh batayega ke jo hum soch rahe hain, wo mumkin hai ya nahi. Iske through, hum apni theory ko practically test karenge, aur agar yeh kaamyaab hua, toh hum apne experiment ko next stage tak le jaayenge."
Jaise hi containment chamber mein energy flow ki intensity badhi, human subject ki body mein ek complex aur intense transformation process shuru ho gaya. Pehle, uske muscles ka expansion hone laga, jo pehle se kai guna zyada mass aur density ki taraf badh rahe the. Muscle fibers ka internal structure rapidly restructure ho raha tha, jo ek stronger aur more resilient framework banane mein madad kar raha tha. Body mein yeh changes ek controlled manner mein ho rahe the, lekin unka effect har ek muscle group pe alag tha, kuch areas mein strength aur power kaafi enhance ho rahi thi, jabki doosre parts mein agility aur flexibility develop ho rahe the.
Uska brain bhi ek hyperactive state mein shift ho gaya tha. Neural activity bohot high frequency pe process ho rahi thi, aur nervous system mein signals tezi se transfer ho rahe the. Iska matlab tha ki subject ki cognitive abilities mein rapid improvement ho raha tha, higher reflexes, improved memory retention, aur faster processing of information. Brain ke neurons ki firing rate bhi increase ho gayi thi, jo unke learning aur adaptation capabilities ko enhance kar raha tha.
Body ke andar ek energy burst hua tha, jo puri tarah se cellular level tak mehsoos kiya gaya. Ye burst ek kind of metabolic surge tha, jisme ATP (adenosine triphosphate) ka production tezi se badh raha tha, aur cells ka rapid regeneration start ho gaya tha. Yeh surge subject ke tissues ko high-efficiency mode mein convert kar raha tha, jaise ek high-performance engine ko optimize kar diya ho. Har ek cell ka genetic material swiftly react kar raha tha, aur DNA repair mechanisms simultaneously activate ho gaye the, jo kisi bhi mutation ko correct karte hue subject ko enhance kar rahe the.
Jaise hi yeh energy wave spread hoti gayi, subject ki body ek powerful aur intense flash ke saath react karne lagi, jo kisi energy field jaise lag raha tha. Uski body rapidly apni shape ko modify kar rahi thi, jisme bone structure mein bhi minor adjustments ho rahe the, jisse overall body ka framework zyada strong aur efficient ho raha tha. Yeh entire transformation ek highly dynamic process tha, jisme cellular architecture ki evolution ho rahi thi, aur subject apne purane biological form ko tod kar ek nayi, unknown form mein evolve ho raha tha.
Scientist (eyes wide with excitement, voice filled with astonishment): "The sequence... it's flawless... what's happening here?!"
Chamber ke andar machine ka system overload ho gaya tha, aur ek intense surge of energy mehsoos ho rahi thi. Subject ki body mein glowing blue energy ka flow tezi se badh gaya tha, jise dekh kar aisa lag raha tha jaise uski body mein koi nayi jaan aa gayi ho. Uski aankhein bright red ho gayi thi, unmein ek mysterious aur fierce glow tha, jo kisi bhi normal insaan ke liye mumkin nahi tha. Muscles ka size noticeably badhna shuru ho gaya tha, pehle dheere dheere, phir ek dam se, jaise kisi ne usse zyada strength aur power dene ke liye uske body structure ko transform kar diya ho. Uski body ka texture aur density badal rahi thi, har ek muscle group apni purani limits ko tod kar nayi, unimaginable strength gain kar raha tha.
Body ke andar cells rapidly regenerate ho rahe the, ek process jo puri tarah se unprecedented tha. Ye regeneration itni tez ho rahi thi ki har ek cell apni purani form ko chhod kar naye, enhanced traits ko apna raha tha, jo na sirf strength aur endurance badhane ke liye tha, balki ek totally new biological blueprint ka formation tha. Jaise jaise process aur zyada accelerated hoti gayi, chamber ke andar ka atmosphere aur bhi electric aur intense ho gaya tha. Aisa lag raha tha ki insaaniyat ka ek naya evolution us moment mein apne peak pe pohanch gaya ho. Har ek heartbeat aur electrical surge ke saath, subject ki body ek nayi direction mein transform ho gayi thi, ek aise future ki taraf jo sirf scientific imagination tak limited thi.
Assistant 2 (slightly panicking, his voice trembling with concern): "Sir... chamber ka seal unstable ho raha hai... power surges barh rahe hain! Agar humne isay control na kiya, toh... toh kuch bhi ho sakta hai!"
Scientist (grinning widely, his eyes filled with a dangerous mix of anticipation and pride): "Perfect... yeh mutation ka phase tha, aur yeh bilkul expected hai. Yeh woh moment hai, jab insaaniyat ka agla evolution apne aap ko dikhayega. Tum samajh nahi rahe ho, humne jo project shuru kiya tha, woh sirf ek experiment nahi tha... yeh ek evolutionary leap tha, ek next level ka biological advancement. Yeh power surge aur instability... yeh sab is process ka hissa hai. Hum jo dekh rahe hain, woh ek new era ka shubh prarambh hai!"
Phir achanak ek BAMMM ki bhari awaaz hui, jo puri lab ko goonjti hui chali gayi. Chamber ke andar ka mahaul bilkul hi tight ho gaya tha, aur glass walls bilkul girne ke kagar par the. Ek tez vibration ne chamber ko hila diya. Subject ki body, jo ab tak intense transformation se guzar chuki thi, apne pure taqat ke saath ek bara claw se glass ko zor se thok kar tod diya. Jaise hi claw glass ko chhua, ek bhayankar awaaz hui aur chamber ki safed deewarein do hisso mein tut kar neeche gir gayi. Subject apni naye form ke saath azadho gaya, jaise ek shikari jo apne naye roop mein apni taqat ko mehsoos kar raha ho. Uske muscles ab puri tarah se develope ho chuke the, aur uska chehra ek ajeeb aur khatarnaak confidence se bhara tha.
Scientist (in awe, with a wicked smile): "It’s alive... it’s finally alive!"
Uski aankhon mein ek gehra aur intense focus tha, ek calculating gaze jo har cheez ko analyze kar rahi tha, jaise wo apne naye existence ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho. Har ek moment mein, uski aankhon mein ek nayi shiddat thi, jo dikhata tha ke wo ab apne pehle wale self ko chhod chuka tha aur ek naye, behtareen version ke saath jud chuka tha. Har ek muscle movement, har ek step, uske liye ek nayi duniya ka darwaza tha, aur wo is naye roop ko fully embrace kar raha tha.
Scientist (with a commanding presence, stepping closer): "Welcome to the world. You are the living embodiment of my dream, the power I envisioned. Your real test begins now. You are my perfect creation."
Scientist apna clipboard uthata hai aur mutant ko dekhta hue likhna shuru karta hai, jo apne aas-paas ko dhyan se observe kar raha tha. Mutant apne naye sharir ki har movement ko mehsoos kar raha tha, jaise har ek chhoti si badlav ko naye tareeke se samajh raha ho. Scientist, jo mutant ki har ek activity ko closely dekh raha tha, clipboard par kuch likhne mein puri tarah se vyast tha, jaise uska sapna ab sakar ho gaya ho.
Scientist (speaking to himself, almost whispering): "Yeh mutation ke naye paradigms hain. Tum sirf ek shuruat ho. Ab hum apni army banayenge, jise hum har ek mutant se strengthen karenge. Tum ho humare blueprint ke pehle model. Aur jab yeh army ban jaayegi, hum duniya ka rukh badal denge."
Assistant 1 (monitoring readings, hurriedly): "Sir, mutation ke parameters sab accurate hain. Humari predictions confirm ho gayi hain... genetic traits accelerate ho rahe hain... yeh next level pe hai."
Scientist (looking pleased, but still focused on his creation): "Perfect. This is just the beginning."
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Ek MNC, jo Islamabad ke ek busy business district mein located thi. Building ke aas-paas kai chhote cafes aur corporate offices ka activity tha. Bahar ek chhota sa garden area bhi tha, jahan lunch break ke dauran employees fresh air lene ke liye aate the. Parking lot hamesha full rehta tha, aur jab aap building ke andar enter karte, sabse pehle ek grand reception desk nazar aata tha. Reception ke paas ek spacious lobby tha, jahan se poori building ka professional view milta tha, aur ye area hamesha kaafi bustling aur well-organized rehta tha.
Building ke interiors modern aur sleek the. Polished marble flooring aur white walls pe motivational posters lage hue the. Har floor pe glass-paneled cabins the, jo transparent aur organized office culture ko highlight karte the. Conference rooms ke doors pe large displays lage the jo schedule dikhate the, aur ek corner mein pantry thi, jahan coffee machines aur snacks ke dispensers hamesha functional rehte.
Workspace ek modern open-plan area mein tha, jahan sabhi colleagues apne individual cubicles mein kaam kar rahe the. Har desk par apni-apni personal touches thi—kisi ke paas family photos thi, kisi ke paas motivational quotes, aur kuch desks par stress-relief toys rakhe the. Office mein ek dynamic aur productive mahaul tha, jahan employees apne kaamon mein focused the, aur aas-paas ka activity ka shor sunayi de raha tha.
Background mein landline phones ki ringtones regularly baj rahi thi. Kabhi kisi ke phone pe “trring-trring” ki aawaz sunai deti thi, toh kabhi ek melodious chime ringtone. Computers ke keyboards ki continuous tapping aur mouse clicks ka halki-halki awaz office ke environment ko define karte the. Ek taraf photocopy machine ki humming aur dusri taraf discussions ke halki-halki aawazein kaafi normal lag rahi thein.
Areesha apne cubicle mein baithi thi, lekin uska dimaag kahin aur tha. Uska pura dhyaan Salaar par tha, jo uska bhai tha, lekin kabhi usse samajh nahi paayi thi. Har waqt usse galat samjha gaya tha, aur kuch dino se woh laapata tha. Aaj, Areesha ko yeh mehsoos ho raha tha ki chahe woh Salaar ko kuch bhi keh le, usse yeh zaroor kehna chahti thi ke woh usse bepanah pyaar karti hai. Apne bhai ke liye uska dil hamesha dard se bhara rehta tha. Pichle do din se, jab Salaar ghar nahi aaya tha, Areesha ka dil jaise ruk gaya tha. Usne apne jazbaat ko samajhne ki koshish ki thi, lekin kuch aur hi mehsoos ho raha tha ek gehra pyaar, jo woh apne bhai ke liye chhupane ki koshish karti thi.
Tabhi Zain, Areesha ka manager, uske desk ke paas aaya. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi, ek aisi nazar jo Areesha ko behad uncomfortable kar rahi thi. Zain hamesha Areesha ko apni taraf khinchne ki koshish karta tha, jaise woh sirf apni chaah ko pura karne ka intezaar kar raha ho. Aur aaj, uski har ek harkat mein kuch zyada hi tha, jaise apni manzilon ki taraf barh raha ho. Zain ne apni usual confident aur self-assured shakhsiyat ke saath, approval forms ka bundle Areesha ke desk par rakh diya.
Zain: "Areesha, yeh forms finalize karna hain aur shaam tak bhejne hain. Client kaafi strict hai, isliye har cheez bilkul perfect honi chahiye. Tumhein yeh samajhna hoga ke ek bhi galti project ka pura schedule delay kar sakti hai.
"Zain ka tone itna intense tha ki Areesha ka mann thoda aur udas ho gaya. Uski aankhon mein ek shauq tha jo Areesha ko apne andar ka gussa rokne pe majboor kar raha tha. Zain ke har lafz mein uska apna personal interest tha, jise woh apni professional baat cheet mein chhupane ki koshish kar raha tha. Areesha ne apne dil ko sabr diya, lekin uska mann uss pal ke baad bhi Salaar ki tasveer mein uljha hua tha.
Areesha: "Ji sir, main dekh loongi."
Ussne woh files uthayi, lekin uska dimaag bilkul bhi kaam par nahi tha. Zain ne jab form Areesha ke haath mein diya, toh woh itne paas aa gaya ki Areesha ko uski saans tak mehsoos ho gayi. Zain ne apne ungliyon ko dheere se Areesha ke haath pe touch kiya. Areesha ka dil ek jhatke se ruk gaya, jaise usse yeh samajh mein aa gaya ho ke Zain ka intention kuch aur hi tha.
Zain dheere se apni ungliyon ko Areesha ke fingers ke saath chhoo raha tha, jaise w usse touch karne ki koi opertunity waste nahi karna chahta tha. Uske chehre par ek aisi muskuraahat thi jo Areesha ko kaafi uncomfortable kar rahi thi. Zain apni nazron ko thoda neeche ki taraf le gaya, jaise woh uski khoobsurati ko apne dil mein basane ki koshish kar raha ho. Areesha ka chehra, uska gora rang, gehri aur jadoo si aankhein, narmi se khilte gaal, aur wo haseen lips, jo kisi bhi mard ke dil ki dhadkan badha dene ke liye kaafi the. Uske lambe, khubsurat curls, jo har movement ke saath ek elegant flow mein ghoom rahe the, Zain ke zehan mein ek dardnaak taaron ki tarah goonj rahe the, uski purani khwahishon ko jagate hue.
Zain: "Tumhara kaam toh perfect hona hi chahiye, Areesha. Tum jaisi ladkiyon ko zyada attention dena chahta hoon main."
Zain ka yeh dialogue Areesha ki izzat ko khatam kar raha tha.Areesha ka dil ab bhi tez dhadak raha tha, lekin usne apne jazbaat ko rok kar apni nazrein neeche kar li, jaise uski aankhon mein kuch dikhne ka hosla nahi tha. Zain ki nazar har waqt uski body pe thi, jaise har inch mein apni chaah ko zahir karna chahta ho. Areesha ko pata tha ki Zain har ladki ko sirf apni hawas ki nazar se dekhta hai, aur usne khud ko uski uss nazar se bachane ki koshish ki thi. Lekin aaj, Areesha ko ye mehsoos ho raha tha ke woh uske liye sirf ek khoobsurat cheez nahi thi, Zain usse apne zindagi ka hissa banana chahta tha, apne har khwahish ko uske saath poora karna chahta tha.
Areesha: "Ji, main dekh loongi, Zain sir."
Zain apni baat kehkar chala gaya, lekin Areesha ka mann ab bhi thoda ghabrahat se bhara tha. Zain ki galat nazar ne uski puri taqat khatam kar di thi. Usne apni ungliyon ko shake kiya, jaise woh Zain ke touch ko apne dimaag se nikaal dena chahti ho. Lekin jab Zain gaya, uska mann phir bhi thoda ghabra gaya tha. Kya yeh sab uski kaam par asar daal raha tha?
Kuch der baad, jab Zain ne unhi files ko review kiya, toh usne Areesha ki kuch galtiyan pakdi aur apne daanton ko dabaate hue usse kaha:
Zain: "Areesha, yeh kya hai? Tumhe yeh samajh mein nahi aata yeh kitna important kaam hai? Ek galti ki wajah se pura project delay ho jayega!"
Areesha ka chehra laal ho gaya aur woh sharm se jhuka. Usne turant apology dene ki koshish ki.
Areesha: "I’m really sorry, sir. Yeh mera mistake tha."
Zain: "Areesha, yeh tumhare liye ek warning hai. Galti ki koi bhi wajah tumhare paas nahi honi chahiye."
Zain apni baat keh kar chala gaya, lekin Areesha ne apne dimaag mein Zain ke har lafz ko wapas replay kiya. Uski aankhon mein ek gham tha, ek bechaini thi.
Uske baad, Areesha ki aankhon se ek aansu tapka, jo dheere se uske gaal par beh gaya. Uske mann mein ek gehra dard tha, jaise woh kuch kho chuki ho. Kya yeh jo woh mehsoos kar rahi thi—Salaar ke liye jo gehra pyaar tha—kya is mein Zain ki beizzati ka bhi koi chhupa hua hissa tha? Zain ki har baat, har harkat, uski taunt, uski beizzati, sab kuch uske mann mein ek ajeeb si uljhan aur gham bhar raha tha. Salaar, jo uski zindagi ka ek hissa tha, jo uske har dard aur har khushi mein shamil tha, aaj uski zindagi se kahin door ho gaya tha. Uska dil Salaar ko bohot miss kar raha tha. Usse bas itna chaahiye tha ke woh wapas aaye, usse dekhe, usse baat kare—uske liye apne jazbaat ka izhaar kare. Salaar ki kami, uski khud ki duniya ko bekaar bana rahi thi. Har ek pal mein, Areesha ke mann mein ek khali pan ka ehsaas tha, jaise koi cheez usse juda ho gayi ho, aur woh uss cheez ko bas paana chahti thi.
Shaam ke kareeb 6 baje, Areesha apne office se nikal kar ek local bus mein chadh gayi. Bus ka atmosphere hamesha ki tarah crowded aur noisy tha. Driver ke saamne chhoti si Ganesh idol aur bus ke kone mein ek purani FM radio baj raha tha, jo halki awaaz mein Bollywood old songs play kar raha tha. Areesha apni window seat pe baithi thi, lekin uska focus bahar ke nazare par nahi, andar ke guilt aur thoughts par tha.
Tabhi, ek familiar voice ne uska dhyan khicha.
"Areeesha! Tum! Yahan! Oh my God! Kahan thi tum itne dinon se? Na call, na text, na kuch! Kya chal raha hai? Sab kuch theek hai na? Sana ne Areeesha ko dekha aur pehchana, to uski aankhon mein khushi aur hairani thi. Wo apne aap ko rokh nahi paayi aur zor se boli.
Areeesha ka chehra thoda tension mein aa gaya, lekin usne ek halka sa fake smile diya. Fir apni aankhon ko window ke bahar ghumaya aur dheere se jawab diya, "Haan yaar, bas thoda busy thi."
Sana ne uske chehre ko dekha, jisme kuch ajeeb sa tha. Usne uski taraf thoda gussa hote hue dekha aur bola, "Busy? Tum aur busy? Tum toh hamesha sabse pehle message karti thi, aur aaj yeh excuse dene ayi ho? Kya ho raha hai, Areeesha? Sach batao!"
Areeesha ne apne aap ko sambhalne ki koshish ki, lekin unke chehre pe likha hua tha ki kuch theek nahi hai. "Kuch nahi yaar, sab normal hai,"
Usne halke se kaha, lekin Sana ko lag gaya ki kuch gadbad hai.
Sana ka chehra ab serious ho gaya. "Areeesha," usne kaafi pyaar se bola, "Main tumhe achhe se jaanti hoon. Tumhare chehre pe likha hai ki sab kuch theek nahi hai. Kya hua hai? Sach batao!"
Areeesha ne apna purse apne haath mein itni zor se pakad liya jaise usse apne andar ke emotions ko rokne ki koshish kar rahi ho. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur uski aankhon mein ek udaasi thi, jaise kuch kaat raha ho. Dil mein guilt aur Salaar ki yaadon ka bojh itna badh gaya tha ki uske hothon se bas ek naam nikal gaya, "Salaar." Jaise uss ek lafz mein saari pareshaniyaan aur dard chhup gaya ho.
Sana ne bilkul hi confuse ho kar usse poocha, "Salaar? Tumhare chhote bhai ki baat kar rahi ho?" Uski aankhon mein hairani thi.
Areeesha ne jaldi se kaha, "Nahi... mera matlab tha..." Lekin is baar Sana ke chehre par ek ajeeb si expression tha. Uske chehre par ek aisa rang tha, jaise kuch samajh nahi paayi ho, aur phir woh thoda gussa ho gayi.
Sana ne sarcastic tone mein kaha, "Oh, Salaar? Tumhare pyaare bhai ki baat kar rahi ho? Agar tum uski wajah se pareshan ho, toh woh bilkul deserve karta hai. Wo ek damn moron hai... ek kutta, har jagah ka troublemaker!"
Areeesha ko is baat par shock laga. Uska chehra pale ho gaya. Lekin Sana ka gussa aur dard ab zyada gehra ho gaya tha. Usne apni baat ko zyada forcefully kaha, "Tumhe pata hai, usne mere saath kya kiya?"
Areeesha ki saans ek dam se ruk gayi thi, jaise uske andar sab kuch thodi der ke liye tham sa gaya ho. Uski aankhon mein ek gehra shock tha, aur unmein ek ajeeb si khali pan dikhayi de raha tha. Wo apne ghabrahat ko control karne ki puri koshish kar rahi thi, lekin chehre pe jo expression tha, woh sab kuch keh raha tha. Uske hoth thode se kaanp rahe the, aur awaaz mein ek shak tha, "K...kya?" Uski awaaz bhi ab thodi si thak gayi thi, jaise ek dum se uske andar ka sab kuch hil gaya ho. Wo bas apne andar ke dard aur confusion ko chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein woh sab dikhayi de raha tha.
Sana ne apni baat ko dheere se continue karte hue kaha, "Toh Monday ko main office jaa rahi thi, aur bus bilkul bhar gayi thi. Main khadi thi, apni jagah dhoond rahi thi, aur tabhi suddenly mujhe apne hips par koi haath mehsoos hua. Pehle laga ki bheed ka issue hoga, lekin jab uss haath ki movement constant ho gayi, tab mujhe samajh aaya ki kuch galat ho raha hai." Uski awaaz thodi thodi shaky ho gayi thi, jaise purani yaadon ka gussa aur pareshani ab tak uske dil mein tha.
Sana ki awaaz ab thodi tez ho gayi thi, aur uska gussa uske shabdon mein chhupana mushkil ho raha tha. "Aur phir, ek minute baad, mujhe apne hips ke beech kuch ajeeb sa feel hua jaise koi jaanbujhkar mujhe touch kar raha ho. Pehle toh laga, shayad bheed ka asar hai, lekin phir jab woh touch barqarar raha, toh mujhe samajh aa gaya ki kuch galat ho raha hai. Main shock mein thi, lekin chup rahi. Fir, usne uss limit ko cross kar diya, jo koi bhi insaan nahi kar sakta. Usne apna haath... mere legs ke beech daal diya!"
Sana ki aankhon mein gussa tha, aur usne apni baat ko continue karte hue kaha, "Mujhe ummid hai, Areeesha, tum samajh rahi ho jo main kehna chahti hoon."
Areeesha ka chehra safed pad gaya. Uski saans ruk gayi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein gussa aur shaayad dard tha. Sana ka gussa abhi bhi nahi thama tha.
Sana ne apne shabdon ko zor se bola, "Jab maine ghuma aur dekha, toh jo dikhayi diya, woh tum soch bhi nahi sakti!"
Areeesha ka chehra ab puri tarah se shock mein tha. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue, thoda shaky voice mein kaha, "K...kaun?"
Sana ne kaanpte hue kaha, "Tumhara bhai! Tumhara pyara Salaar! Jab maine usse confront kiya, toh pata hai woh kitna stubborn tha? Usne doosre ladkon pe blame shift kar diya!"
Areeesha ka dil ab bhi apne jazbaat ko sambhalne ki koshish kar raha tha. Uski aankhon mein aansoon the, lekin woh apne chehre par unhe chhupane ki poori koshish kar rahi thi. Aankhon se kuch bhi chhupana mushkil ho gaya tha, lekin woh khud ko sambhalte hue, dheere se boli, "Bas karo, Sana. Tumne galat samjha hai."
Uski awaaz thodi kamzor thi, jaise har lafz uske liye ek bojh ban gaya ho. "Main apne bhai ko achhe se jaanti hoon," usne thoda ruk kar kaha, jaise apni baat ko puri tarah samjhane ki koshish kar rahi ho. "Woh jo kuch bhi ho, lekin yeh... yeh sab nahi kar sakta."
Areeesha ki awaaz mein ek puri duniya thi jo apne bhai ko defend karne ke liye dhadak rahi thi. Uske hoth kaanpte hue khule, par koi aur lafz na nikal paaya. Woh sirf apne emotions ko apne andar simat kar apne aap ko samjhane ki koshish kar rahi thi. "Main tumhe bata sakti hoon, lekin... tum samajh nahi paoge. Woh aisa nahi kar sakta, Sana. Tumhe yakin dilane ki koshish kar rahi hoon, lekin..."
Uske shabdon mein ab bhi ek na jaane kis jazbaat ka asar tha, ek anjaani si dard bhari khamoshi.
Sana ka gussa ab bhi tez ho raha tha, aur uski awaaz mein ek kadwaahat thi. "Areeesha, tum kyun apne bhai ko defend kar rahi ho? Tumhe pata hai maine kya mehsoos kiya? Tumhara bhai, woh ek ghatiya ladka hai!"
Sana ki aankhon mein ek gehra dard tha, jaise woh apne jazbaat sabke samne rakhna chahti thi, lekin uske shabdon mein itna gussa tha ki woh dard bhi jaise kahin kho gaya ho.
"Main samajh sakti hoon, tum apne bhai ko bachaane ki koshish kar rahi ho, lekin Areeesha, tum andhi ho gayi ho apne bhai ke pyaar mein. Tumhe uski sachchai samajh nahi aa rahi hai!"
Areeesha ka gussa ab puri tarah se bahar aa gaya tha, aur uski awaaz mein ghabrahat bhi thi. "Sana, tum mere bhai pe aise ilzaam laga rahi ho, jaise tumhe sab kuch pata ho. Tumhe lagta hai ki tum jo samajh rahi ho, woh sach hai? Tumhe shayad kuch galat fehmi hui hai! Mera bhai aisa nahi kar sakta, tumhe yeh samajhna hoga!"
Dono ke beech tension badhti ja rahi thi. Bus mein baaki passengers ab dono ko dekh rahe the, jaise wo koi drama dekh rahe ho. Conductor ne bola, "Madam, aapka stop aa gaya."
Areeesha ne apna bag uthaya aur bina kuch kahe dheere dheere bus se utarne lagi. Jaate jaate, usne ek gehri saans li aur apni aankhon mein aye aansuo ko chhupane ki koshish ki. Sana ki taraf ek aakhri baar dekha aur apni awaaz ko thoda sakht karte hue kaha, "Agar tumhein lagta hai ki Salaar aisa kuch kar sakta hai, toh tum bilkul galat samajh rahi ho. Tumhe apni soch par phir se gaur karna hoga." Aur phir wo bina kisi aur lafz ke apni raah pe chal padi.
Areeesha ne bus se utarte waqt apna sir uncha rakha, jaise woh apne aap ko sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi ho. Lekin andar se, woh bilkul tut chuki thi. Uski rooh mein ek gehra dard tha jo wo chhupane ki puri koshish kar rahi thi. Sana ne apni aankhon se usse dekha, be-shak, bilkul speechless. Uske chehre par hairat thi, jaise woh samajh hi nahi pa rahi thi ki jo ho raha tha, woh sach mein ho raha tha. Uski aankhon mein bahut si soch thi, lekin un sab ka asar uske chehre par saaf nazar aa raha tha, jaise woh kuch kehna chahti ho, par shabdon ki kami thi.
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Raat ka waqt tha, forensic lab ki sterile hawa mein ek ajeeb si tanhaayi thi. Inspector Faraz ek glass window ke paas khada tha, lab ke andar chal rahi processes ko dekhte hue. Uska chehra serious tha, jaise uska dimaag kisi theory ko piece karne ki koshish kar raha ho. Kuch hi der mein forensic doctor, Dr. Aftab, white coat pehne, ek file aur ek chhoti si transparent evidence bag le kar uske paas aaya.
Dr. Aftab: "Inspector Faraz, DNA report tayar ho gayi hai. Woh blood sample jo aap logon ne us road se uthaya tha... woh Salaar ke parents ke samples se bilkul match karta hai. Ek perfect match hai."
Faraz ka chehra aur serious ho gaya. Usne ek gehri saans li aur dheere se kaha, "Toh yeh blood Salaar ka hi hai... Matlab yeh pakka hai."
Dr. Aftab ne evidence bag upar uthai aur bola, "Aur ek aur cheez, Inspector. Yeh pendent jo aap logon ne wahi se uthaya tha."
Faraz ki nazar bag ke andar metallic pendent par tik gayi. Woh ek teardrop shape ka tha, halki si chamak ke saath. Uske upar chhote se font mein "V.K." likha hua tha, jo dikhte hi ek aur sawaal chhod gaya.
Faraz: "V.K.? Yeh initials kiske ho sakte hain? Yahaan toh mujhe aise initials ka koi record ya naam yaad nahi aa raha."
Dr. Aftab ne pendent ko thoda kareeb lete hue bola, "Sirf initials hi nahi, yeh pendent khud mein ajeeb hai. Iska metal composition yahaan ka nahi lagta. Yeh alloy jo humne analyze kiya, woh yahaan manufacture nahi hota."
Faraz ka dimaag aur tez chalne laga. Usne pouch ko ghur kar dekha aur poocha, "Aur kuch? Yeh bas ek fancy jewelry piece hai ya isme kuch aur bhi hai?"
Dr. Aftab ne file se ek aur report nikaal kar di, "Yeh pendent ek storage device hai, Inspector. Isme ek encrypted chip lagi hai jo kisi bhi aam computer se access nahi hoti. Aur encryption kaafi high-level ka hai. Yahaan ke tools se ise crack karna mushkil hai."
Faraz ne pendent ko ek aur baar dhyan se dekha aur kaha, "Toh iska matlab yeh hai ki yeh pendent kisi khas insaan ka hoga. Aise high-tech devices ko le kar koi aam insaan yahaan nahi aa sakta."
Dr. Aftab ne haan mein sir hilaya aur dheere se kaha, "Exactly. Yeh kisi aam insaan ke paas nahi ho sakta."
Faraz ne apne haath me pendent ka evidence bag uthaya, jaise uska har ek detail samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho. Phir usne ek aur sawaal uthaya, "Aur blood spatter ke baare mein? Uska kya analysis aaya?"
Dr. Aftab: "Woh blood... kisi badi struggle ke baad gira lagta hai. Jo spatter pattern mila hai, usse lagta hai ki yeh kisi high-impact injury ka result tha. Lagta hai ki us jagah kuch aur bhi hua tha, jo abhi tak samajh nahi aa raha."
Faraz ne doctor ko dhyan se dekha aur dheere se kaha, "Yeh pendent ka yahan hona apne aap mein ek suspicious baat hai. Sawal yeh uthta hai ki yeh uss road tak kaise pohncha, aur yeh V.K. ke initials kis cheez se related hain?"
Dr. Aftab kuch bolne hi wala tha, lekin Faraz ne apne haath uthakar usse rok diya. Usne bag ko table par rakhte hue bola, "Yeh pendent aur iska connection mujhe samajhna padega. Abhi sirf yeh saaf hai ki yeh yahaan ka nahi hai."
Room mein ek gehra sannata chha gaya tha. Faraz pendent ko ghurta raha, uske dimaag mein naye sawaal uth rahe the. Woh sochta raha ki agar pendent kisi aur ka hai, toh kya Salaar iske baare mein jaanta tha? Ya woh bas galat waqt par galat jagah tha?
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Ab tak:
Car se ek insaan ne kadam bahar rakha, aur uske jooton ki awaaz sarradon par padne se sunayi di. Phir usne car ka darwaza band kiya, aur ek zor se awaaz aayi.
Thud!!
Woh kuch der ke liye Salaar ke ghar ko dekhta raha, phir uski nazar us sadak par gayi jahan se police jeep abhi abhi guzri thi,.
Dheere dheere woh ghar ki taraf badha, aur darwaze par haath rakhkar bell bajayi.
Bell ki awaaz Nimra ke khayalon ko tod kar usse wapas laayi. Woh apne andar ke uljhe hue jazbaat ko sambhalte hue dheere se darwaze ki taraf badhi. Darwaza kholte hi usne samne ek lamba, charming aur jawan ladka khada dekha, jo usse ek halki si smile de raha tha.
Nimra ki aankhon mein hairani aur asar gaharaya. Woh bas itna hi keh paayi,
Nimra: "T-tum!!!"
Ab Aage:
Ek remote aur secluded laboratory, Germany mein, jo underground thi. Yeh laboratory ek aise jagah par thi jahan par modern aur purani research ka combination dikhai deta tha. Har kone mein bright white aur blue lights thi, jo machines aur glass containers ko illuminate kar rahi thi. Laboratory mein advanced technology ka use ho raha tha, pulse generators, temperature regulators, aur genetic sequencing tools jo future ki technology jaise lagte the. Lab ke ek kone mein ek containment chamber tha, jisme ek human subject tha.
Lab ki hawa thodi stale thi, lekin ek buzz tha electric currents ka sound aur machines ka hum. Lab ke andar har cheez precise tarike se organized thi, lekin usme ek dark undertone tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise lab mein koi kuchh bada hone wala ho, aur jo bhi ho, uske liye ek strange aur unnerving environment tha.
Ek scientist apne computer screen ko intense nazaron se dekh raha tha, apne assistants ke saath kaam karte hue. Uska chehra cold calculation se bhara hua tha, aur wo kisi bade discovery ke liye ready tha.
Scientist (quietly but with intensity): "Main apni research ko kai baar recheck kar chuka hoon. Agar hum genetic mutation ke DNA sequences ko precisely manipulate kar sakein, toh hum insaaniyat ke liye ek revolution laa sakte hain. Yeh sirf ek super-soldier project nahi, yeh ek naye biological evolution ki taraf pehla kadam hai. Agar yeh experiment successful ho gaya, toh hum insaaniyat ki history ko badal denge."
Assistant 1: "Sir, hum jo formula use kar rahe hain, usmein risk bhi kaafi hai. Agar humne wrong sequence select kiya, toh mutation uncontrolled ho sakti hai."
Scientist (unfazed): "Humne kai baar experiments kiye hain. Yeh final formula hai, aur humare paas sufficient data hai. Tum bas sequence ko initiate karo. Hum prove karenge ki jo hum soch rahe hain, woh sach ho sakta hai."
Assistant 2: "Sir, subject ka reaction monitor karna zaroori hoga. Agar hum kuch galat karte hain toh..."
Scientist (interrupts, with a calm but firm tone): "Humein ab waqt ki bilkul bhi barbaadi nahi karni. Tum dono ko apne kaam par poori tarah se focus karna hoga. Tum samajh nahi rahe ho, yeh humare liye ek aisa pal hai jisme agar humne kuch bhi galat kiya, toh sab kuch khatam ho jayega. Jo shak tum dono ke andar hai, woh abhi thoda waqt mein door ho jayega, bas tumhe apna kaam sahi se karna hoga."
Assistant 1 (nervously): "Understood, sir. Sequence initiating... Stand by."
Ek beep ke saath machine ki screen par green light flicker karna shuru hoti hai, aur ek mechanical whirring sound sunayi dene lagti hai. Containment chamber ka energy cycle activate ho jata hai. Power grids se continuous buzzing ki awaaz aa rahi thi, jab electric pulses aur temperature regulators kaam kar rahe the. Machines ki synchronization bilkul perfect thi, jaise ek orchestra ke instruments ho.
Scientist ka chehra ab pure focus mein tha. Usne apni coat ka collar adjust kiya aur apne assistants ko instructions dena shuru kiya.
Scientist (speaking with focused clarity): "Jo DNA sequences hum use kar rahe hain, unhe hum bohot carefully aur precision ke saath blend karenge. Humara maqsad ek biological evolution ki taraf badhna hai, jisme hum insaan ke genetic makeup ko iss tarah modify karenge ke usme kuch aise traits introduce kiye jaayen jo pehle kabhi nahi dekhe gaye. Humne CRISPR-Cas9 gene editing technique ka istemal kiya hai, jo ek cutting-edge technology hai aur isse hum gene sequences ko specifically target kar sakte hain. Isse hum wo specific genetic traits accelerate kar sakte hain, jaise ki strength, agility, aur intelligence. Har ek trait ko target karna, unka genetic sequence bilkul accurate hona zaroori hai, aur is process mein ek precise timing ka role hota hai. Agar hum sequence ko galat time pe manipulate karte hain, toh mutation ka result unpredictable ho sakta hai. Isliye har cheez ko bohot careful planning aur timing ke saath execute karna hoga."
Assistant 1 (looking at the readings): "Sequence accurate hai. Sab readings normal hain... sab kuch bilkul planned tarike se ho raha hai."
Scientist (nodding slowly, his voice growing more intense with excitement): "This is exactly how it should be. Perfect. Agar humne har ek step ko bilkul sahi tareeke se follow kiya, toh aaj hum insaaniyat ki purani soch ko hila denge, aur ek naye daur ki shuruat karenge. Yeh jo experiment hum kar rahe hain, yeh sirf ek chhota sa pehla kadam hai. Yeh subject, jo abhi humare saamne hai, yeh sirf ek model hai ek prototype. Iska har ek action, har ek change, humare blueprint ki testing karega. Yeh ek jeevit pramaan hoga, jo humein yeh batayega ke jo hum soch rahe hain, wo mumkin hai ya nahi. Iske through, hum apni theory ko practically test karenge, aur agar yeh kaamyaab hua, toh hum apne experiment ko next stage tak le jaayenge."
Jaise hi containment chamber mein energy flow ki intensity badhi, human subject ki body mein ek complex aur intense transformation process shuru ho gaya. Pehle, uske muscles ka expansion hone laga, jo pehle se kai guna zyada mass aur density ki taraf badh rahe the. Muscle fibers ka internal structure rapidly restructure ho raha tha, jo ek stronger aur more resilient framework banane mein madad kar raha tha. Body mein yeh changes ek controlled manner mein ho rahe the, lekin unka effect har ek muscle group pe alag tha, kuch areas mein strength aur power kaafi enhance ho rahi thi, jabki doosre parts mein agility aur flexibility develop ho rahe the.
Uska brain bhi ek hyperactive state mein shift ho gaya tha. Neural activity bohot high frequency pe process ho rahi thi, aur nervous system mein signals tezi se transfer ho rahe the. Iska matlab tha ki subject ki cognitive abilities mein rapid improvement ho raha tha, higher reflexes, improved memory retention, aur faster processing of information. Brain ke neurons ki firing rate bhi increase ho gayi thi, jo unke learning aur adaptation capabilities ko enhance kar raha tha.
Body ke andar ek energy burst hua tha, jo puri tarah se cellular level tak mehsoos kiya gaya. Ye burst ek kind of metabolic surge tha, jisme ATP (adenosine triphosphate) ka production tezi se badh raha tha, aur cells ka rapid regeneration start ho gaya tha. Yeh surge subject ke tissues ko high-efficiency mode mein convert kar raha tha, jaise ek high-performance engine ko optimize kar diya ho. Har ek cell ka genetic material swiftly react kar raha tha, aur DNA repair mechanisms simultaneously activate ho gaye the, jo kisi bhi mutation ko correct karte hue subject ko enhance kar rahe the.
Jaise hi yeh energy wave spread hoti gayi, subject ki body ek powerful aur intense flash ke saath react karne lagi, jo kisi energy field jaise lag raha tha. Uski body rapidly apni shape ko modify kar rahi thi, jisme bone structure mein bhi minor adjustments ho rahe the, jisse overall body ka framework zyada strong aur efficient ho raha tha. Yeh entire transformation ek highly dynamic process tha, jisme cellular architecture ki evolution ho rahi thi, aur subject apne purane biological form ko tod kar ek nayi, unknown form mein evolve ho raha tha.
Scientist (eyes wide with excitement, voice filled with astonishment): "The sequence... it's flawless... what's happening here?!"
Chamber ke andar machine ka system overload ho gaya tha, aur ek intense surge of energy mehsoos ho rahi thi. Subject ki body mein glowing blue energy ka flow tezi se badh gaya tha, jise dekh kar aisa lag raha tha jaise uski body mein koi nayi jaan aa gayi ho. Uski aankhein bright red ho gayi thi, unmein ek mysterious aur fierce glow tha, jo kisi bhi normal insaan ke liye mumkin nahi tha. Muscles ka size noticeably badhna shuru ho gaya tha, pehle dheere dheere, phir ek dam se, jaise kisi ne usse zyada strength aur power dene ke liye uske body structure ko transform kar diya ho. Uski body ka texture aur density badal rahi thi, har ek muscle group apni purani limits ko tod kar nayi, unimaginable strength gain kar raha tha.
Body ke andar cells rapidly regenerate ho rahe the, ek process jo puri tarah se unprecedented tha. Ye regeneration itni tez ho rahi thi ki har ek cell apni purani form ko chhod kar naye, enhanced traits ko apna raha tha, jo na sirf strength aur endurance badhane ke liye tha, balki ek totally new biological blueprint ka formation tha. Jaise jaise process aur zyada accelerated hoti gayi, chamber ke andar ka atmosphere aur bhi electric aur intense ho gaya tha. Aisa lag raha tha ki insaaniyat ka ek naya evolution us moment mein apne peak pe pohanch gaya ho. Har ek heartbeat aur electrical surge ke saath, subject ki body ek nayi direction mein transform ho gayi thi, ek aise future ki taraf jo sirf scientific imagination tak limited thi.
Assistant 2 (slightly panicking, his voice trembling with concern): "Sir... chamber ka seal unstable ho raha hai... power surges barh rahe hain! Agar humne isay control na kiya, toh... toh kuch bhi ho sakta hai!"
Scientist (grinning widely, his eyes filled with a dangerous mix of anticipation and pride): "Perfect... yeh mutation ka phase tha, aur yeh bilkul expected hai. Yeh woh moment hai, jab insaaniyat ka agla evolution apne aap ko dikhayega. Tum samajh nahi rahe ho, humne jo project shuru kiya tha, woh sirf ek experiment nahi tha... yeh ek evolutionary leap tha, ek next level ka biological advancement. Yeh power surge aur instability... yeh sab is process ka hissa hai. Hum jo dekh rahe hain, woh ek new era ka shubh prarambh hai!"
Phir achanak ek BAMMM ki bhari awaaz hui, jo puri lab ko goonjti hui chali gayi. Chamber ke andar ka mahaul bilkul hi tight ho gaya tha, aur glass walls bilkul girne ke kagar par the. Ek tez vibration ne chamber ko hila diya. Subject ki body, jo ab tak intense transformation se guzar chuki thi, apne pure taqat ke saath ek bara claw se glass ko zor se thok kar tod diya. Jaise hi claw glass ko chhua, ek bhayankar awaaz hui aur chamber ki safed deewarein do hisso mein tut kar neeche gir gayi. Subject apni naye form ke saath azadho gaya, jaise ek shikari jo apne naye roop mein apni taqat ko mehsoos kar raha ho. Uske muscles ab puri tarah se develope ho chuke the, aur uska chehra ek ajeeb aur khatarnaak confidence se bhara tha.
Scientist (in awe, with a wicked smile): "It’s alive... it’s finally alive!"
Uski aankhon mein ek gehra aur intense focus tha, ek calculating gaze jo har cheez ko analyze kar rahi tha, jaise wo apne naye existence ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho. Har ek moment mein, uski aankhon mein ek nayi shiddat thi, jo dikhata tha ke wo ab apne pehle wale self ko chhod chuka tha aur ek naye, behtareen version ke saath jud chuka tha. Har ek muscle movement, har ek step, uske liye ek nayi duniya ka darwaza tha, aur wo is naye roop ko fully embrace kar raha tha.
Scientist (with a commanding presence, stepping closer): "Welcome to the world. You are the living embodiment of my dream, the power I envisioned. Your real test begins now. You are my perfect creation."
Scientist apna clipboard uthata hai aur mutant ko dekhta hue likhna shuru karta hai, jo apne aas-paas ko dhyan se observe kar raha tha. Mutant apne naye sharir ki har movement ko mehsoos kar raha tha, jaise har ek chhoti si badlav ko naye tareeke se samajh raha ho. Scientist, jo mutant ki har ek activity ko closely dekh raha tha, clipboard par kuch likhne mein puri tarah se vyast tha, jaise uska sapna ab sakar ho gaya ho.
Scientist (speaking to himself, almost whispering): "Yeh mutation ke naye paradigms hain. Tum sirf ek shuruat ho. Ab hum apni army banayenge, jise hum har ek mutant se strengthen karenge. Tum ho humare blueprint ke pehle model. Aur jab yeh army ban jaayegi, hum duniya ka rukh badal denge."
Assistant 1 (monitoring readings, hurriedly): "Sir, mutation ke parameters sab accurate hain. Humari predictions confirm ho gayi hain... genetic traits accelerate ho rahe hain... yeh next level pe hai."
Scientist (looking pleased, but still focused on his creation): "Perfect. This is just the beginning."
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Ek MNC, jo Islamabad ke ek busy business district mein located thi. Building ke aas-paas kai chhote cafes aur corporate offices ka activity tha. Bahar ek chhota sa garden area bhi tha, jahan lunch break ke dauran employees fresh air lene ke liye aate the. Parking lot hamesha full rehta tha, aur jab aap building ke andar enter karte, sabse pehle ek grand reception desk nazar aata tha. Reception ke paas ek spacious lobby tha, jahan se poori building ka professional view milta tha, aur ye area hamesha kaafi bustling aur well-organized rehta tha.
Building ke interiors modern aur sleek the. Polished marble flooring aur white walls pe motivational posters lage hue the. Har floor pe glass-paneled cabins the, jo transparent aur organized office culture ko highlight karte the. Conference rooms ke doors pe large displays lage the jo schedule dikhate the, aur ek corner mein pantry thi, jahan coffee machines aur snacks ke dispensers hamesha functional rehte.
Workspace ek modern open-plan area mein tha, jahan sabhi colleagues apne individual cubicles mein kaam kar rahe the. Har desk par apni-apni personal touches thi—kisi ke paas family photos thi, kisi ke paas motivational quotes, aur kuch desks par stress-relief toys rakhe the. Office mein ek dynamic aur productive mahaul tha, jahan employees apne kaamon mein focused the, aur aas-paas ka activity ka shor sunayi de raha tha.
Background mein landline phones ki ringtones regularly baj rahi thi. Kabhi kisi ke phone pe “trring-trring” ki aawaz sunai deti thi, toh kabhi ek melodious chime ringtone. Computers ke keyboards ki continuous tapping aur mouse clicks ka halki-halki awaz office ke environment ko define karte the. Ek taraf photocopy machine ki humming aur dusri taraf discussions ke halki-halki aawazein kaafi normal lag rahi thein.
Areesha apne cubicle mein baithi thi, lekin uska dimaag kahin aur tha. Uska pura dhyaan Salaar par tha, jo uska bhai tha, lekin kabhi usse samajh nahi paayi thi. Har waqt usse galat samjha gaya tha, aur kuch dino se woh laapata tha. Aaj, Areesha ko yeh mehsoos ho raha tha ki chahe woh Salaar ko kuch bhi keh le, usse yeh zaroor kehna chahti thi ke woh usse bepanah pyaar karti hai. Apne bhai ke liye uska dil hamesha dard se bhara rehta tha. Pichle do din se, jab Salaar ghar nahi aaya tha, Areesha ka dil jaise ruk gaya tha. Usne apne jazbaat ko samajhne ki koshish ki thi, lekin kuch aur hi mehsoos ho raha tha ek gehra pyaar, jo woh apne bhai ke liye chhupane ki koshish karti thi.
Tabhi Zain, Areesha ka manager, uske desk ke paas aaya. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi, ek aisi nazar jo Areesha ko behad uncomfortable kar rahi thi. Zain hamesha Areesha ko apni taraf khinchne ki koshish karta tha, jaise woh sirf apni chaah ko pura karne ka intezaar kar raha ho. Aur aaj, uski har ek harkat mein kuch zyada hi tha, jaise apni manzilon ki taraf barh raha ho. Zain ne apni usual confident aur self-assured shakhsiyat ke saath, approval forms ka bundle Areesha ke desk par rakh diya.
Zain: "Areesha, yeh forms finalize karna hain aur shaam tak bhejne hain. Client kaafi strict hai, isliye har cheez bilkul perfect honi chahiye. Tumhein yeh samajhna hoga ke ek bhi galti project ka pura schedule delay kar sakti hai.
"Zain ka tone itna intense tha ki Areesha ka mann thoda aur udas ho gaya. Uski aankhon mein ek shauq tha jo Areesha ko apne andar ka gussa rokne pe majboor kar raha tha. Zain ke har lafz mein uska apna personal interest tha, jise woh apni professional baat cheet mein chhupane ki koshish kar raha tha. Areesha ne apne dil ko sabr diya, lekin uska mann uss pal ke baad bhi Salaar ki tasveer mein uljha hua tha.
Areesha: "Ji sir, main dekh loongi."
Ussne woh files uthayi, lekin uska dimaag bilkul bhi kaam par nahi tha. Zain ne jab form Areesha ke haath mein diya, toh woh itne paas aa gaya ki Areesha ko uski saans tak mehsoos ho gayi. Zain ne apne ungliyon ko dheere se Areesha ke haath pe touch kiya. Areesha ka dil ek jhatke se ruk gaya, jaise usse yeh samajh mein aa gaya ho ke Zain ka intention kuch aur hi tha.
Zain dheere se apni ungliyon ko Areesha ke fingers ke saath chhoo raha tha, jaise w usse touch karne ki koi opertunity waste nahi karna chahta tha. Uske chehre par ek aisi muskuraahat thi jo Areesha ko kaafi uncomfortable kar rahi thi. Zain apni nazron ko thoda neeche ki taraf le gaya, jaise woh uski khoobsurati ko apne dil mein basane ki koshish kar raha ho. Areesha ka chehra, uska gora rang, gehri aur jadoo si aankhein, narmi se khilte gaal, aur wo haseen lips, jo kisi bhi mard ke dil ki dhadkan badha dene ke liye kaafi the. Uske lambe, khubsurat curls, jo har movement ke saath ek elegant flow mein ghoom rahe the, Zain ke zehan mein ek dardnaak taaron ki tarah goonj rahe the, uski purani khwahishon ko jagate hue.
Zain: "Tumhara kaam toh perfect hona hi chahiye, Areesha. Tum jaisi ladkiyon ko zyada attention dena chahta hoon main."
Zain ka yeh dialogue Areesha ki izzat ko khatam kar raha tha.Areesha ka dil ab bhi tez dhadak raha tha, lekin usne apne jazbaat ko rok kar apni nazrein neeche kar li, jaise uski aankhon mein kuch dikhne ka hosla nahi tha. Zain ki nazar har waqt uski body pe thi, jaise har inch mein apni chaah ko zahir karna chahta ho. Areesha ko pata tha ki Zain har ladki ko sirf apni hawas ki nazar se dekhta hai, aur usne khud ko uski uss nazar se bachane ki koshish ki thi. Lekin aaj, Areesha ko ye mehsoos ho raha tha ke woh uske liye sirf ek khoobsurat cheez nahi thi, Zain usse apne zindagi ka hissa banana chahta tha, apne har khwahish ko uske saath poora karna chahta tha.
Areesha: "Ji, main dekh loongi, Zain sir."
Zain apni baat kehkar chala gaya, lekin Areesha ka mann ab bhi thoda ghabrahat se bhara tha. Zain ki galat nazar ne uski puri taqat khatam kar di thi. Usne apni ungliyon ko shake kiya, jaise woh Zain ke touch ko apne dimaag se nikaal dena chahti ho. Lekin jab Zain gaya, uska mann phir bhi thoda ghabra gaya tha. Kya yeh sab uski kaam par asar daal raha tha?
Kuch der baad, jab Zain ne unhi files ko review kiya, toh usne Areesha ki kuch galtiyan pakdi aur apne daanton ko dabaate hue usse kaha:
Zain: "Areesha, yeh kya hai? Tumhe yeh samajh mein nahi aata yeh kitna important kaam hai? Ek galti ki wajah se pura project delay ho jayega!"
Areesha ka chehra laal ho gaya aur woh sharm se jhuka. Usne turant apology dene ki koshish ki.
Areesha: "I’m really sorry, sir. Yeh mera mistake tha."
Zain: "Areesha, yeh tumhare liye ek warning hai. Galti ki koi bhi wajah tumhare paas nahi honi chahiye."
Zain apni baat keh kar chala gaya, lekin Areesha ne apne dimaag mein Zain ke har lafz ko wapas replay kiya. Uski aankhon mein ek gham tha, ek bechaini thi.
Uske baad, Areesha ki aankhon se ek aansu tapka, jo dheere se uske gaal par beh gaya. Uske mann mein ek gehra dard tha, jaise woh kuch kho chuki ho. Kya yeh jo woh mehsoos kar rahi thi—Salaar ke liye jo gehra pyaar tha—kya is mein Zain ki beizzati ka bhi koi chhupa hua hissa tha? Zain ki har baat, har harkat, uski taunt, uski beizzati, sab kuch uske mann mein ek ajeeb si uljhan aur gham bhar raha tha. Salaar, jo uski zindagi ka ek hissa tha, jo uske har dard aur har khushi mein shamil tha, aaj uski zindagi se kahin door ho gaya tha. Uska dil Salaar ko bohot miss kar raha tha. Usse bas itna chaahiye tha ke woh wapas aaye, usse dekhe, usse baat kare—uske liye apne jazbaat ka izhaar kare. Salaar ki kami, uski khud ki duniya ko bekaar bana rahi thi. Har ek pal mein, Areesha ke mann mein ek khali pan ka ehsaas tha, jaise koi cheez usse juda ho gayi ho, aur woh uss cheez ko bas paana chahti thi.
Shaam ke kareeb 6 baje, Areesha apne office se nikal kar ek local bus mein chadh gayi. Bus ka atmosphere hamesha ki tarah crowded aur noisy tha. Driver ke saamne chhoti si Ganesh idol aur bus ke kone mein ek purani FM radio baj raha tha, jo halki awaaz mein Bollywood old songs play kar raha tha. Areesha apni window seat pe baithi thi, lekin uska focus bahar ke nazare par nahi, andar ke guilt aur thoughts par tha.
Tabhi, ek familiar voice ne uska dhyan khicha.
"Areeesha! Tum! Yahan! Oh my God! Kahan thi tum itne dinon se? Na call, na text, na kuch! Kya chal raha hai? Sab kuch theek hai na? Sana ne Areeesha ko dekha aur pehchana, to uski aankhon mein khushi aur hairani thi. Wo apne aap ko rokh nahi paayi aur zor se boli.
Areeesha ka chehra thoda tension mein aa gaya, lekin usne ek halka sa fake smile diya. Fir apni aankhon ko window ke bahar ghumaya aur dheere se jawab diya, "Haan yaar, bas thoda busy thi."
Sana ne uske chehre ko dekha, jisme kuch ajeeb sa tha. Usne uski taraf thoda gussa hote hue dekha aur bola, "Busy? Tum aur busy? Tum toh hamesha sabse pehle message karti thi, aur aaj yeh excuse dene ayi ho? Kya ho raha hai, Areeesha? Sach batao!"
Areeesha ne apne aap ko sambhalne ki koshish ki, lekin unke chehre pe likha hua tha ki kuch theek nahi hai. "Kuch nahi yaar, sab normal hai,"
Usne halke se kaha, lekin Sana ko lag gaya ki kuch gadbad hai.
Sana ka chehra ab serious ho gaya. "Areeesha," usne kaafi pyaar se bola, "Main tumhe achhe se jaanti hoon. Tumhare chehre pe likha hai ki sab kuch theek nahi hai. Kya hua hai? Sach batao!"
Areeesha ne apna purse apne haath mein itni zor se pakad liya jaise usse apne andar ke emotions ko rokne ki koshish kar rahi ho. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur uski aankhon mein ek udaasi thi, jaise kuch kaat raha ho. Dil mein guilt aur Salaar ki yaadon ka bojh itna badh gaya tha ki uske hothon se bas ek naam nikal gaya, "Salaar." Jaise uss ek lafz mein saari pareshaniyaan aur dard chhup gaya ho.
Sana ne bilkul hi confuse ho kar usse poocha, "Salaar? Tumhare chhote bhai ki baat kar rahi ho?" Uski aankhon mein hairani thi.
Areeesha ne jaldi se kaha, "Nahi... mera matlab tha..." Lekin is baar Sana ke chehre par ek ajeeb si expression tha. Uske chehre par ek aisa rang tha, jaise kuch samajh nahi paayi ho, aur phir woh thoda gussa ho gayi.
Sana ne sarcastic tone mein kaha, "Oh, Salaar? Tumhare pyaare bhai ki baat kar rahi ho? Agar tum uski wajah se pareshan ho, toh woh bilkul deserve karta hai. Wo ek damn moron hai... ek kutta, har jagah ka troublemaker!"
Areeesha ko is baat par shock laga. Uska chehra pale ho gaya. Lekin Sana ka gussa aur dard ab zyada gehra ho gaya tha. Usne apni baat ko zyada forcefully kaha, "Tumhe pata hai, usne mere saath kya kiya?"
Areeesha ki saans ek dam se ruk gayi thi, jaise uske andar sab kuch thodi der ke liye tham sa gaya ho. Uski aankhon mein ek gehra shock tha, aur unmein ek ajeeb si khali pan dikhayi de raha tha. Wo apne ghabrahat ko control karne ki puri koshish kar rahi thi, lekin chehre pe jo expression tha, woh sab kuch keh raha tha. Uske hoth thode se kaanp rahe the, aur awaaz mein ek shak tha, "K...kya?" Uski awaaz bhi ab thodi si thak gayi thi, jaise ek dum se uske andar ka sab kuch hil gaya ho. Wo bas apne andar ke dard aur confusion ko chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein woh sab dikhayi de raha tha.
Sana ne apni baat ko dheere se continue karte hue kaha, "Toh Monday ko main office jaa rahi thi, aur bus bilkul bhar gayi thi. Main khadi thi, apni jagah dhoond rahi thi, aur tabhi suddenly mujhe apne hips par koi haath mehsoos hua. Pehle laga ki bheed ka issue hoga, lekin jab uss haath ki movement constant ho gayi, tab mujhe samajh aaya ki kuch galat ho raha hai." Uski awaaz thodi thodi shaky ho gayi thi, jaise purani yaadon ka gussa aur pareshani ab tak uske dil mein tha.
Sana ki awaaz ab thodi tez ho gayi thi, aur uska gussa uske shabdon mein chhupana mushkil ho raha tha. "Aur phir, ek minute baad, mujhe apne hips ke beech kuch ajeeb sa feel hua jaise koi jaanbujhkar mujhe touch kar raha ho. Pehle toh laga, shayad bheed ka asar hai, lekin phir jab woh touch barqarar raha, toh mujhe samajh aa gaya ki kuch galat ho raha hai. Main shock mein thi, lekin chup rahi. Fir, usne uss limit ko cross kar diya, jo koi bhi insaan nahi kar sakta. Usne apna haath... mere legs ke beech daal diya!"
Sana ki aankhon mein gussa tha, aur usne apni baat ko continue karte hue kaha, "Mujhe ummid hai, Areeesha, tum samajh rahi ho jo main kehna chahti hoon."
Areeesha ka chehra safed pad gaya. Uski saans ruk gayi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein gussa aur shaayad dard tha. Sana ka gussa abhi bhi nahi thama tha.
Sana ne apne shabdon ko zor se bola, "Jab maine ghuma aur dekha, toh jo dikhayi diya, woh tum soch bhi nahi sakti!"
Areeesha ka chehra ab puri tarah se shock mein tha. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue, thoda shaky voice mein kaha, "K...kaun?"
Sana ne kaanpte hue kaha, "Tumhara bhai! Tumhara pyara Salaar! Jab maine usse confront kiya, toh pata hai woh kitna stubborn tha? Usne doosre ladkon pe blame shift kar diya!"
Areeesha ka dil ab bhi apne jazbaat ko sambhalne ki koshish kar raha tha. Uski aankhon mein aansoon the, lekin woh apne chehre par unhe chhupane ki poori koshish kar rahi thi. Aankhon se kuch bhi chhupana mushkil ho gaya tha, lekin woh khud ko sambhalte hue, dheere se boli, "Bas karo, Sana. Tumne galat samjha hai."
Uski awaaz thodi kamzor thi, jaise har lafz uske liye ek bojh ban gaya ho. "Main apne bhai ko achhe se jaanti hoon," usne thoda ruk kar kaha, jaise apni baat ko puri tarah samjhane ki koshish kar rahi ho. "Woh jo kuch bhi ho, lekin yeh... yeh sab nahi kar sakta."
Areeesha ki awaaz mein ek puri duniya thi jo apne bhai ko defend karne ke liye dhadak rahi thi. Uske hoth kaanpte hue khule, par koi aur lafz na nikal paaya. Woh sirf apne emotions ko apne andar simat kar apne aap ko samjhane ki koshish kar rahi thi. "Main tumhe bata sakti hoon, lekin... tum samajh nahi paoge. Woh aisa nahi kar sakta, Sana. Tumhe yakin dilane ki koshish kar rahi hoon, lekin..."
Uske shabdon mein ab bhi ek na jaane kis jazbaat ka asar tha, ek anjaani si dard bhari khamoshi.
Sana ka gussa ab bhi tez ho raha tha, aur uski awaaz mein ek kadwaahat thi. "Areeesha, tum kyun apne bhai ko defend kar rahi ho? Tumhe pata hai maine kya mehsoos kiya? Tumhara bhai, woh ek ghatiya ladka hai!"
Sana ki aankhon mein ek gehra dard tha, jaise woh apne jazbaat sabke samne rakhna chahti thi, lekin uske shabdon mein itna gussa tha ki woh dard bhi jaise kahin kho gaya ho.
"Main samajh sakti hoon, tum apne bhai ko bachaane ki koshish kar rahi ho, lekin Areeesha, tum andhi ho gayi ho apne bhai ke pyaar mein. Tumhe uski sachchai samajh nahi aa rahi hai!"
Areeesha ka gussa ab puri tarah se bahar aa gaya tha, aur uski awaaz mein ghabrahat bhi thi. "Sana, tum mere bhai pe aise ilzaam laga rahi ho, jaise tumhe sab kuch pata ho. Tumhe lagta hai ki tum jo samajh rahi ho, woh sach hai? Tumhe shayad kuch galat fehmi hui hai! Mera bhai aisa nahi kar sakta, tumhe yeh samajhna hoga!"
Dono ke beech tension badhti ja rahi thi. Bus mein baaki passengers ab dono ko dekh rahe the, jaise wo koi drama dekh rahe ho. Conductor ne bola, "Madam, aapka stop aa gaya."
Areeesha ne apna bag uthaya aur bina kuch kahe dheere dheere bus se utarne lagi. Jaate jaate, usne ek gehri saans li aur apni aankhon mein aye aansuo ko chhupane ki koshish ki. Sana ki taraf ek aakhri baar dekha aur apni awaaz ko thoda sakht karte hue kaha, "Agar tumhein lagta hai ki Salaar aisa kuch kar sakta hai, toh tum bilkul galat samajh rahi ho. Tumhe apni soch par phir se gaur karna hoga." Aur phir wo bina kisi aur lafz ke apni raah pe chal padi.
Areeesha ne bus se utarte waqt apna sir uncha rakha, jaise woh apne aap ko sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi ho. Lekin andar se, woh bilkul tut chuki thi. Uski rooh mein ek gehra dard tha jo wo chhupane ki puri koshish kar rahi thi. Sana ne apni aankhon se usse dekha, be-shak, bilkul speechless. Uske chehre par hairat thi, jaise woh samajh hi nahi pa rahi thi ki jo ho raha tha, woh sach mein ho raha tha. Uski aankhon mein bahut si soch thi, lekin un sab ka asar uske chehre par saaf nazar aa raha tha, jaise woh kuch kehna chahti ho, par shabdon ki kami thi.
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Raat ka waqt tha, forensic lab ki sterile hawa mein ek ajeeb si tanhaayi thi. Inspector Faraz ek glass window ke paas khada tha, lab ke andar chal rahi processes ko dekhte hue. Uska chehra serious tha, jaise uska dimaag kisi theory ko piece karne ki koshish kar raha ho. Kuch hi der mein forensic doctor, Dr. Aftab, white coat pehne, ek file aur ek chhoti si transparent evidence bag le kar uske paas aaya.
Dr. Aftab: "Inspector Faraz, DNA report tayar ho gayi hai. Woh blood sample jo aap logon ne us road se uthaya tha... woh Salaar ke parents ke samples se bilkul match karta hai. Ek perfect match hai."
Faraz ka chehra aur serious ho gaya. Usne ek gehri saans li aur dheere se kaha, "Toh yeh blood Salaar ka hi hai... Matlab yeh pakka hai."
Dr. Aftab ne evidence bag upar uthai aur bola, "Aur ek aur cheez, Inspector. Yeh pendent jo aap logon ne wahi se uthaya tha."
Faraz ki nazar bag ke andar metallic pendent par tik gayi. Woh ek teardrop shape ka tha, halki si chamak ke saath. Uske upar chhote se font mein "V.K." likha hua tha, jo dikhte hi ek aur sawaal chhod gaya.
Faraz: "V.K.? Yeh initials kiske ho sakte hain? Yahaan toh mujhe aise initials ka koi record ya naam yaad nahi aa raha."
Dr. Aftab ne pendent ko thoda kareeb lete hue bola, "Sirf initials hi nahi, yeh pendent khud mein ajeeb hai. Iska metal composition yahaan ka nahi lagta. Yeh alloy jo humne analyze kiya, woh yahaan manufacture nahi hota."
Faraz ka dimaag aur tez chalne laga. Usne pouch ko ghur kar dekha aur poocha, "Aur kuch? Yeh bas ek fancy jewelry piece hai ya isme kuch aur bhi hai?"
Dr. Aftab ne file se ek aur report nikaal kar di, "Yeh pendent ek storage device hai, Inspector. Isme ek encrypted chip lagi hai jo kisi bhi aam computer se access nahi hoti. Aur encryption kaafi high-level ka hai. Yahaan ke tools se ise crack karna mushkil hai."
Faraz ne pendent ko ek aur baar dhyan se dekha aur kaha, "Toh iska matlab yeh hai ki yeh pendent kisi khas insaan ka hoga. Aise high-tech devices ko le kar koi aam insaan yahaan nahi aa sakta."
Dr. Aftab ne haan mein sir hilaya aur dheere se kaha, "Exactly. Yeh kisi aam insaan ke paas nahi ho sakta."
Faraz ne apne haath me pendent ka evidence bag uthaya, jaise uska har ek detail samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho. Phir usne ek aur sawaal uthaya, "Aur blood spatter ke baare mein? Uska kya analysis aaya?"
Dr. Aftab: "Woh blood... kisi badi struggle ke baad gira lagta hai. Jo spatter pattern mila hai, usse lagta hai ki yeh kisi high-impact injury ka result tha. Lagta hai ki us jagah kuch aur bhi hua tha, jo abhi tak samajh nahi aa raha."
Faraz ne doctor ko dhyan se dekha aur dheere se kaha, "Yeh pendent ka yahan hona apne aap mein ek suspicious baat hai. Sawal yeh uthta hai ki yeh uss road tak kaise pohncha, aur yeh V.K. ke initials kis cheez se related hain?"
Dr. Aftab kuch bolne hi wala tha, lekin Faraz ne apne haath uthakar usse rok diya. Usne bag ko table par rakhte hue bola, "Yeh pendent aur iska connection mujhe samajhna padega. Abhi sirf yeh saaf hai ki yeh yahaan ka nahi hai."
Room mein ek gehra sannata chha gaya tha. Faraz pendent ko ghurta raha, uske dimaag mein naye sawaal uth rahe the. Woh sochta raha ki agar pendent kisi aur ka hai, toh kya Salaar iske baare mein jaanta tha? Ya woh bas galat waqt par galat jagah tha?
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