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[Avaran]

satisfied review from my side tooo

Thanks for your complement

but u forgot to mention captain (girl from Australia - captain girl of gorls group )

Orphana = Capitan girl dono same hi hain
Mene orphana ka Jikar kiya hain review me

but updates ka koi pata nahi ...

Festival me busy Thee wo
Aajaye Ga update .

jis tarah se chal raa hai saal main 12 updates ayenge ... bhulta jayega sabkuch

Personal life ka kya kar sakte hain
Job bhi Hain unka .

 

[supersonic12345]

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Thanks for your complement

Orphana = Capitan girl dono same hi hain
Mene orphana ka Jikar kiya hain review me

Festival me busy Thee wo
Aajaye Ga update .

Personal life ka kya kar sakte hain
Job bhi Hain unka

question - kya kael itna powerful hai ki alejandro ne kaha ki wo meri side ho jaye to x ka muqabla kar sakta hai ....


damian spy niklega .... uska role abhi suspense hai .... kya rebecca n kael mile hue hai ???? .... kyuki daian double agent role kar raha hai .... agar rebecca kael ke saath nahi to triple agent

 

[Sidd19]

Waiting for the next update

 

[Herry]

Update kab tak aaga bhai

 

[Spiderking69]

Waiting for update

 

[Avaran]

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question - kya kael itna powerful hai ki alejandro ne kaha ki wo meri side ho jaye to x ka muqabla kar sakta hai ....

Keal Ki power Itni Jaldi Judge Nahi Kar Sakte
If keal agar bahut Jyada power ful Rehta To kyu Alejandro ki Kyu Madad mangta

Mujhe Sirf Itna Lagta Hain Ki Keal Mrx Ke Plan Janta Hain Issilye damian KO Shayad Mrx Ki Spy Ke Liye Bhi Bheja Hain

Aur aljendro ko bhi hame abhi idea nahi hain ki Alejandro kya system holder hain
Kitna Power full Hain

damian spy niklega .... uska role abhi suspense hai .... kya rebecca n kael mile hue hai ???? .... kyuki daian double agent role kar raha hai .... agar rebecca kael ke saath nahi to triple agent

Maybe Rebbca Ki Majbori hain Mrx Ko Support

Keal ke Rebbaca ke Connection ke Chance kamm hain

Damien Yaha Double Game Nahi khel Sakta Kyuki Agar Wo Dono Mrx Aur Keal Ko Cheat Karega To uska Support System kon Rahega Usse Itna To Malum Hai Jiss Tarah Situation hain System holder support Chahiye akela Kese Survive karega .

 

[jone964]

Update - 202 ~ From the shadows (2)​

Ab tak...

Veer apne hosh me aaya. Usne dekha. Aadesh ka lahu luhaan latakta hua bejaan sa shareer. Woh zinda tha. Lekin, adhmara sa ho chuka tha.

Aur, bina kuchh bole hi Veer ne hockey stick ko zorr se feka aur waha se mud ke jaane laga.

Koi shabd nahi. Koi harqat nahi.

Kyunki, uski agli destination tay thi.

Aur, woh akela nahi tha.

*Vroooooom*

Trisha ki jeep bhi raaste par bhaagte hue usi destination ki orr badh rahi thi.

Dhananjay!!!

Ab aage...

Vasai ke ghane ilaake me raat pehle hi gehri ho chuki thi. Sheher me ghapp sannaata pasra hua tha par Trisha ka kaafila dhundhli raushni waali sadko par ek khamosh bhaale ki tarah tezi se aage badh raha tha.

Police ki teen gaadiyaan ek ke peechhe ek raaste par daud rahi thi. Yeh raasta Thane se Vasai ko jodta tha.

Trisha sabse aage chal rahi pehli Scorpio me aage ki seat par baithi hui thi, jo MH-01 number plate waali ek sarkari gaadi thi. Upar jal rahi neeli batti ko bhi usne ekdum mand kar rakha tha.

Peechhe ki seat par ek sub inspector baitha hua tha — Anil Salaskar. Aur, uske saath do constable jo apni chhaati se rifles sataaye baithe the.

Trisha (driver se) : Aur, kitni der??

Driver : Bas madam! Kuchh aur der.

Usne sadak par apni nazrein gadaaye hue bataaya. Trisha ne haami bhari. Aaj raat woh saade kapdo me thi, apni wardi me nahi. Navy blue shirt, black jeans aur uski pistol ko dhakne ke liye ek half camouflage jacket.

Uska badge aur ID uske jeb me thi. Woh zaroorat padne tak apni authority nahi dikhaana chaahti thi. Aaj raat baat satta aur taaqat ki nahi thi. Aaj raat baat jawaabo ko dhundhne ki thi.

Uske peechhe do aur gaadiyaan chal rahi thi — ek innova jinme saade kapdo me adhikari the aur ek bina number waali safed bolero jisme rapid action unit ke log the. Kul milakar 10 adhikari. Sabhi chune hue.

Koi press nahi. DGP tak koi leak nahi. Formal log me bhi koi entry nahi. Sab kuchh — vyaktigat. Trisha ke under. Kyunki, aaj raat uske paas ek naam tha.

Dhananjay.

Woh aadmi jiske aadmiyon ne Hotel Prestige par shootout ko anjaam diya tha. Teen security guards ko maar daala, Mumbai ki jaani-maani hotel ko tehes-nehes kar diya. Ek aisa aadmi jiska koi ata-pata hi nahi tha achanak se itne bade humle ko anjaam de gaya.

Jab Kalyan East me uske ek aadmi ko mobile triangulation ke zariye pakda gaya aur uski achhe tareeke se khatirdari kari gayi toh usne ek naam bataaya. Ek jagah. Aur, ek samay.

Ek slaughterhouse. Veeraan. Vasai ke industrial estate me.

"Dhananjay... Dhananjay Vasai me milega. Vasai ke kasaayi-khaane me. P-Par, subah hote hi woh... woh apna adda badal lega."

Uss aadmi ke bol the. Aur, Trisha usi orr badh rahi thi. Lekin, uske dil me sirf yahi baat nahi khatak rahi thi.

Veer.

Uska naam tab se uske dimag me chadha hua tha jab se usne mirror gallery ki tasveeron me use dekha tha. Woh har jagah upasthit mehsoos hota tha, har panne ke peechhe kisi watermark ki tarah. Dhundhla par... maujood.

Lekin-

Usi ne. Usi Veer ne uss raat uski beti ko bachaaya tha. Uski Pihu.

Use aaj bhi wo kaanpti baahein yaad hai jinme Veer ne uski bacchi ko goad me utha rakha tha, uski beti uske khoon se saney shareer se chipki hui thi. Kaise usne bina kisi bhi maang ke uski beti ko uske haatho me saunp diya tha.

Usne baad me Pihu se sab kuchh jaanane ke liye uss se bhi sawal jawab kiye the. Aur, uski nanhi bacchi ne yahi bataaya tha ki-

"Mummy! Woh Juhi ke maamu ne humko bachaya tha. Woh bahut strong hai, mummy."

Magar, chhoti si bacchi akhir kitna hi bata paati. Veer aur Disembowler ki ladaayi thi hi itni tez ki aam insaan bhi agar khada hoke dekhta, toh sab kuchh nahi dekh paata. Fir, Pihu aur Juhi toh bacchiyaan thi.

Yaha tak ki usne apni beti, Pihu ko Rohan ko bhi kuchh bhi bataane se mana kiya hua tha aur nanhi Pihu ne ye kaam bakhoobi nibhaaya tha.

Lekin, yeh jhooth ka bojh ab badhta jaa raha tha. Use Rohan ko batana chahiye tha. Apne pati ko. Ek DGP ko. Usne Veer ke baare me uss se poochha bhi tha-

"Kaun hai woh, Trisha? Kaun hai woh jo humari bacchi ko bacha ke laaya? Mujhe batao Trisha, I swear mein use kuchh nahi karunga."

Aur, Trisha ne kya kiya?

"Maine nahi dekha uska chehra, Rohan. Woh bas aaya, Pihu ko meri goad me thamaya aur waha se gaayab ho gaya."

Usne jhooth bola.

"Tum jhooth bol rahi ho. Kya mein tumhe bewakoof dikhta hu?? Tumhari poori unit tumhare saath maujood thi aur tumhara kehna hai ki kisi ne bhi use nahi dekha?"

"Hmm!"

"Theek hai. Kab tak chhipaogi? Kahi ye jhooth kisi din mehnga na pad jaaye, Trisha. Yaad rakhna meri baat."

"R-Rohan, mein-"

Usne apne pati se jhooth bola. Kyu?

'Tum uss par nazar rakh sakti thi Trisha, pata laga sakti thi ki woh kya chhipa raha hai.'

Usne apne aap se mann me socha. Lekin, uske dil me ek aur awaaz fusfusayi.

'Woh tumhari bacchi ko tumhare paas leke aaya. Akele. Tab, jab tumne ummeed lagbhag chhor di thi.'

Usne apne nichle honth ko daato se zorr se bheencha.

Driver : Bas madam kuchh hi der. Thane se Vasai, minimum ek ghanta toh lag hi jaata hai. Bas 10-15 minute ka raasta aur.

Trisha (nods) : Hmm!

Aur, ve sab Vasai me sthit slaughterhouse ki orr badhte chale gaye.

***

Slaughterhouse, Vasai Industrial
Estate, Morning - 2:35 AM ~

Vasai ka yeh kasaayi-khaana kaafi mahino se veeraan pada hua tha. Jagah-jagah zung, sookh chuke khoon aur tel ki baasi gandh hawa me feli hui thi.

Neeche ka farsh toota hua, ubad-khabad, aur puraane grease se lathpath tha. Upar zung lagi lohe ki patriyo par abhi bhi hooks latak rahe the. Kabhi-kabhar upar ek timtimata hua bulb bhinbhinata jis se deewaron par lambi parchhayiyaan padti.

Yeh slaughterhouse woh jagah thi jaha janvaro ko maar kar insaano ke upbhog ke liye maans ke roop me unhe process kiya jaata tha. Idhar alag-alag prakar ke janvaro ka rakh-rakhaav kiya jaata tha.

Janvaro ko behosh karna, unka khoon nikaalna, unki safaayi karna, aur meat production ke liye unki dressing karna. Ye sab ek slaughterhouse me kiya jaata tha. Aur, yeh kasaayi-khaana Dhananjay ke hi dada ji — Harikiran Singh ka tha.

Adhik paisa kamaane ka ek aur zariya. Magar, ab yeh band ho chuka tha.

Kaaran? Slaughterhouse me unhygienic tareeke se maans ko preserve karna, animal cruelty, food safety, jaise kayi rules ka violation karte hue FSSAI ki taraf se unhe ek legal notice praapt ho chuka tha jiske chalte yeh kasaayi-khaana band ho gaya.

Kintu, jo bhi ho... Chhipne ke liye iss se behtar jagah aur koi nahi ho sakti thi.

Dhananjay beecho-beech khada hua tha, uske baaye haath me beer ki ek bottle thi, fatey hontho ke beech ek cigarette fasi hui thi. Uski shirt saamne se poori tarah se khuli hui thi jiske chalte uski andar ki baniyan saaf nazar aa rahi thi.

Dhananjay : Maayi ke kasam, badla layeeb. *huff* Samay aa gawa hai!

Woh idhar se udhar tehel raha tha. Jaise shikaar se pehle maano ek baagh tehel raha ho.

Qadmo ki aahat sunayi di. Uska ek aadmi, Satbeer, taar jaisa sikuda lekin, tez nazron waala, thoda haafta hua, uski taraf daudata hua aaya.

Satbeer : Sarkar! Sab jaal bichha diye hai. Jaisa aap bole the.

Dhananjay ruka. Uske chehre par ek muskurahat fel gayi, jis se uski ghani moochhe upar ki orr mud gayi.

Dhananjay : Theek ba!

Usne dhue ka ek gubaar chhora.

Dhananjay (grins) : Ab asli khela shuru hui!!

Dusre aadmi Pintu ne Satbeer ko asmanjas me dekha. Fir, Dhananjay ko. Fir, akhirkar usne poochh hi liya.

Pintu : Sarkar! P-Par ek baat samajh nahi aayi. Hum ye jaal bichha kyu rahe hai? Yaha par toh humein konu khatra nahi hai.

Dhananjay ke qadam ruke. Woh ghooma. Uski aankhon me chamak thi. Fir, cigarette ko fekne se pehle ek gehra kash kheencha aur bola.

Dhananjay : Kaahe ki tum log kuchh nahi jaanela...! Bas goli chalaave ke kaam ba bhosad chode... Dimag lagaave ke na!!!

Woh dheere-dheere Pintu ke qareeb aaya, aur uske kandho par apne haath rakha. Uske hontho par ek ajeeb si haivano waali muskaan thi.

Dhananjay : Hum hi apne dui aadmi chhora tha hua! *grins* Taaki uu dono pakde jaa sake.

"K-Kya???"

Satbeer aur Pintu dono ne chaunkte hue ek dusre ki orr dekha.

Satbeer : L-Lekin, kaahe sarkar? Apne hi aadmi?

Dhananjay ki muskurahat gurrahat me badal gayi.

Dhananjay : Kaahe ki uu Veer... Saala maayi ka choda... Uu saala samjhat ba ki humaar pata usko mil gayeel hahahahaha! Ab uu akele aa riya hoga badhiya robin hood bann ke hahaha! Sochat hui ki hum hiya sehma hua, daba hua baitha hai. Lekin-

Woh qareeb jhuka, uski aankhein chaudi ho gayi.

Dhananjay : Asli shikaar toh uu khud ba!!!

Ek khamoshi chhaa gayi.

Dhananjay : Ee kasaayi-khaana uu ka hai. Uu ka kehte hai? Haan! Humre dada ji ka hahaha! Aisan jagah jaha aadmi ko gaado toh konu suraag na mile.

Usne maans ko latkaane waale hooks ki orr dekha. Fir, zor se do baar taali bajaayi.

*Clap* *Clap*

Uska ek aadmi slaughterhouse ka naksha lekar aaya. Yeh haath se banaaya gaya tha. Ekdum taaza. Usme sab kuchh maujood tha. Alag-alag raaste, chhipne ke sthaan, platform, levers, control room, machines, sab kuchh.

Dhananjay ne ye naksha inn beetein dinon kaafi hadd tak ratt liya tha. Usne ek baar aur uss nakshe ko dekh sab kuchh apne dimaag me baithaane ki koshish ki.

Dhananjay : Uu Veer abki baar hiya se zinda nahi jaayega.

Usne apne galey par kaatne ka ishaara kiya.

Dhananjay : Uu ki gardan hum uu ke dhad se alag kar denge! Chhatpata ke mari, saamne humara! Aur, uu ke baad- saara paisa humra hahaha!

Ek kshan beeta. Tabhi, usne apna phone nikaala. Aur, ek number dial kiya. Ghanti baji, aur kuchh ghanti baad udhar se awaaz aayi.

"H-Haan-! M-Mein gaadi me hu!"

Dhananjay : Hahaha! Aai ja maayi! Aai ja! Tohre liye badhiya tohfa taiyaar kar ke rakhunga. Tu aa!

Phone ke uss orr Vandna thi.

Vandna : Y-Ye sab! Ye sab jokhim bhara hai!

Sunte hi Dhananjay ka chehra kaala pad gaya.

Dhananjay : Iski behan ki choot! Muh band rakh! Bahut baat sunn leni tohre se. Ab aur naa! Jitna bola gaya hai utna karne ka! Samjhi na?

Vandna : H-Haan!

Dhananjay ne bina kuchh aage kahe call kaat di aur phone apni jeb me rakh liya. Usne ek gehri saans li, fir chillaaya.

Dhananjay : Taiyaar ho jao sab ke sab. Apni-apni jagah lelo! Uu sasuri Veer kisi bhi samay aata hi hoga.

Aadmi : Ji sarkar!

Uske nirdesh par sabhi aadmi alag-alag jagaho me jaa kar chhip gaye. Kuchh lockers ke peechhe, kuchh baahar ki naali ke paas, kuchh upar ke corridors me, toh kuchh neeche kasaayi-khaane ke andar dubak ke baith gaye.

*Click*

Bandooke load ho gayi. Aadmiyon ka pehra shuru ho gaya, mobile phones silent me kar liye gaye. Conference call se sab jud gaye.

Yahi thi Dhananjay ki rann-neeti. Jaan boojh ke usne apne do aadmi peechhe chhore the taaki Veer ke dwara ve pakad me aa sake.

Ab choonki unke phone nahi lag rahe the, matlab saaf tha ki dono pakde jaa chuke the. Aur, unhone uske kahe anusaar uski jagah bhi bata hi di thi.

Woh dono aadmi gaddaar nahi the. Unhe jaan-boojh ke sikha ke bheja gaya tha ki kab aur kitna virodh karne ke baad jankari muh se ugalni hai. Dhananjay Veer ko apni territory me bula raha tha. Use maarne ke liye. Veer ko ye vishvas dilaate hue ki Veer do qadam aage hai.

Lekin, Dhananjay ek baat se anjaan tha. Woh yeh ki-

Uska ek aadmi toh beshaq Veer ke qabze me aa chuka tha. Magar, dusra-

Dusra vyakti police ke qabze me tha. Aur, police ab yahi aa rahi thi. Jiske baare me use koi khabar nahi thi.

***

2:58 ho raha tha aur Mumbai police ki teen gaadiyaan ek kataar me junglee ghaas ke paas ek service lane me khadi ho gayi. Rukte hi headlights bujh gayi.

*Thud*

Darwaaze khol sabhi officers, hawaldar, aur rapid action ke log unme se baahar aaye. Koi aadesh nahi. Koi awaaz nahi. Ve sab kasaayi-khaane se 400m ki doori par khade ho gaye.

Trisha : Lights band. Sab radio silence me.

Usne apne logo ko nirdesh diya. Uske kaale boots bajri chatkaate hue raaste par aage badh rahe the. Jaan boojh ke ve sab thoda pehle utre the taaki Dhananjay ko koi shaq na ho.

Inspector Anil Salaskar, jo umr me toh Trisha se bade the, lekin raid me anubhavi the. Unke sujhaav ke anusaar sabhi log ghaas ki aadh me raaste par aage badhne lage. Aur, jaise hi ve sab slaughterhouse ke ekdum nazdeek pahuche toh unki aankhein waha ka drishya dekh chaudi ho gayi.

Anil : Wo raha kasaayi-khaana madam. Lekin, kuchh toh ajeeb hai.

Usne apni aankhein sikodte hue door dekhte hue kaha. Slaughterhouse ke theek baahar sewage ke paas 3 se 4 log pehra de rahe the.

Anil : Security?

Trisha ne bhi apni aankhein sikodte hue uss orr dekha. Sewage ke paas timtimaate street lamp ki halki peeli raushni me, chaar aadmi saade kapdo me, haatho me mobile aur handgun liye ghoom rahe the. Lekin, unki chaal, unka andaaz koi aam vyakti jaisa nahi tha.

Trisha (frowns) : Ye security guards nahi hai! Y-Ye... Unke haatho me gun hai. Armed hai. Y-Ye... Shooters hai!

Anil : Kya lagta hai? Kya humaare yaha aane ki khabar unn tak leak ho gayi? Unhe kaise pata chala ki koi aane waala hai?

Trisha ne turant jawab nahi diya. Kuchh der baad woh boli.

Trisha : Aisa bhi toh ho sakta hai ki wo kisi aur ka intezar kar rahe ho?

Anil : Hmm? Aur, kiska madam?

Woh chup rahi. Uska mann kisi aur jagah ghoom gaya. Veer!!!

Kya Dhananjay waqai me unka intezar kar raha tha? Ya-

Woh Veer ka intezar kar raha tha? Ya fir-

Veer ka iss se koi lena dena hi nahi tha aur Dhananjay kisi teesre vyakti ka intezar kar raha tha?

Tamaam sawaal uske mann me paida hue. Bheetar hi bheetar dwand bhadak utha. Lekin, iss pal me aap jhijhak nahi sakte the.

Trisha ne apne comms. par click kiya aur usme se boli.

Trisha : Sunil! Road ke pichhle hisse me dono gaadiyaan le jaake ek barricade taiyaar karo. Apne saath ek jann aur rakh lo. Yaha se koi bhi bhaagna nahi chahiye.

Sunil : Ji madam!

Trisha : Rapid action unit. Aap sab baayi orr se flank karenge. Choonki aap slaughterhouse ke side se flank kar rahe ho, aapko peechhe se bhaagne waale log aur aage ke log clearly dikh paayenge. Mujhe har ek jankari chahiye.

Rapid Action Unit : Ji madam! Clear!

Trisha : Mein aur Anil ji baaki dono hawaldaro ke saath saamne se enter karenge. Agar, unhe bina maare neutralize kar sakte ho toh badhiya hai. Anil ji! Aap lead kariye.

Anil (smiles) : Aap bas peechhe cover leke mere saath aate jaaiye, madam. Baaki, mein sambhal lunga.

Trisha (nods) : Hmm!

Usne kasaayi-khaane ki orr dekha. Waqai me ye kaafi bade ilaaqe me fela hua tha. Uski deewarein bhi samay ke saath kaali pad chuki thi. Unhe bahut hi satarkta baratne ki zaroorat thi.

Ek chook, aur Dhananjay haath se fisal sakta tha.

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Toh wahi kasaayi-khaane ke andar, Dhananjay idhar se udhar tehel raha tha.

Raat ki halki thand ke bawajood uski gardan paseene se tar thi. Usne apni cigarette ka akhiri hissa boot ke neeche dabaaya aur apne ek aadmi ko dekh poochha-

Dhananjay : Sab aadmi pojition le liye ki naahi?

Aadmi : J-Ji sarkar! Sab taiyar hai!

Dhananjay : Hmm!

Abhi unka sanvaad aur ho paata ki tabhi itne me-

Baahar pehra de rahe ek aadmi ne do police waalo ko sadak paar karte dekh liya. Uski aankhein bhay ke maare fel gayi, wo fauran hi phone par chillaaya.

Dhananjay : Kya hua bey?

Aadmi : S-Sarkar! Sarkar maine abhi-abhi... Maine abhi-abhi do police waalo ko sadak paar karte hue dekha.

Aur, beshaq ye sunte hi Dhananjay ka khud ka badan sihar gaya. Police? Yaha? Kahi na kahi use andaza tha iska, lekin-

Dhananjay (frowns) : Madarchod ee Veer sasuri police leke aa gaya?

Aadmi : Kya karna hai sarkar?

Dhananjay : Chaahe police ho ya koi bhi, daag do sabko. Konu bach ke jaane na paaye. Ee Veer ko toh hum dekhela!!!

Uske aadesh ke baad aadmi log bhi police se bhidne ke liye taiyaar ho gaye kyunki, ve jaante the ki iss ladaayi ke baad unn sabko ye thikana badalna hi hai. Fir chaahe do aadmi maar ke jao ya chaar, kya farq padta hai?

Par, abhi sab taiyar hue hi the ki-

*Buzz*

Achanak batti gul ho gayi.

Dhananjay : Madarchod! Ee sasuri lightwa kaun band kar diya??

Woh chillaaya.

Wahi, baahar maujood Trisha aur baaki sab bhi achanak light chale jaane se dang reh gaye. Ab andar ghusna unke liye aur bhi mushqil ho chuka tha.

Tabhi, ek aadmi andar aaya aur usne haklaate hue ghabra kar bataaya.

Aadmi : S-Sarkar-! Khambe ke paas bijli ki taarein latak rahi hai. Pata nahi kaise-

Dhananjay : Tohri maayi ke chode, tuhaar gaand me goli daal dees. Tohre se taar ki baat poochhle rahi hum?

Aadmi : N-Ni-!

Dhananjay : Bijli kaise gayi???

Aadmi : P-Pata nahi sarkar! T-Taar khambe se jhool rahi hai.

Dhananjay: Toh bhosad chod jaa ke generator chaalu karo! Lightwa jalao! Bhaago hiya se!

Woh aadmi dar ke maare generator shed ki orr turant bhaaga. Baahar idhar Trisha aur Anil ki team andhere ke kaaran ab kahi na kahi andar toh asaani se pravesh kar sakti thi, magar ye andhera unke liye bhi ek kathinaayi ka kaaran tha.

Anil : Yahi mauka hai, madam! Andhere me dhaawa bolna hoga.

Trisha (frowns) : Kya bina shooting ke kaam nahi ho sakta?

Anil : Nahi madam! Wo pehra de rahe hai. Kisi ka intezar kar rahe hai. Aur, upar se sabke haatho me hathiyar hai shayad. Hum risk nahi le sakte. Injury deke hi aage badhna hoga.

Trisha : Theek hai!

Trisha batti gul hone ke kaaran ke peechhe zyada pareshan thi. Iss waqt achanak se batti gul hone ka kya kaaran ho sakta tha? Overload? Short circuit? Ya mehez ittefaq?

Parantu, ye sochne ka samay nahi tha.

Anil : Mein aage badh raha hu, mere peechhe-peechhe aate rahiye aap sab, madam!

Trisha (nods) : Hmm!

Woh dono do hawaldaro ke saath aage badhe aur cover lete hue Anil ne turant hi chillaaya-

Anil : Apne hathiyar neeche fek do! Tum sabhi ko chaaro orr se police ne gher liya hai. Surrender kar do!

Magar, Dhananjay ke aadmiyon ko pehle hi nirdesh mil chuka tha ki kya karna hai. Bhala wo kaha apne hathiyar itni asaani se fekne waale the?

*Bang*

Bandook se nikli pehli bullet seedhe Anil ke paas waali deewar se aa kar bhidi. Trisha chaunk gayi. Ye jaante hue bhi ki police dwara ve sab chaaro orr se ghir chuke hai, uske bawajood ye aadmi itni himmat kar unn par shoot kaise kar sakte the? Ye uski samajh se parey tha. Kahi na kahi wo niraash thi aur krodhit bhi ki pehle khoon-kharabe ko taala jaa sakta tha. Magar, shayad ab nahi.

Anil : Dekha madam! Maine kaha tha na? Aisa lagta hai jaise inn saalo ko pata tha ki hum yaha aane waale hai.

Jab bullet ki awaaz waha goonji, toh sab satark ho gaye. Ye ek ishaara tha ki bina ladaayi ke kuchh bhi haasil nahi hone waala tha. Wahi, andar Dhananjay ko bhi pata lag gaya tha ki ladaayi shuru ho chuki hai. Lekin, kareeban theek 30 second ke baad-

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Kasaayi-khaane me ek cheenkh goonj uthi. Chubhne waali. Tadapti hui. Dardnaak. Cheenkh sannaate ko aise cheeri jaise koi khanjar resham ko cheerta hai. Dhananjay thitak gaya. Baaki gundo ne awaaz ki taraf apna muh ghumaaya. Cheenkh generator shed se aayi thi. Sab ne hathiyaar taan liye. Dehshat badhti jaa rahi thi.

Dhananjay (yells) : Ka bhail???

Uske chillaane par ek aur aadmi generator shed ki orr bhaaga. Mand raushni waale shed ke andar, usne dekha ki pichhla aadmi jo generator chaalu karne ke liye aaya tha, woh zameen par pada tha. Uska shareer aitha sa tha. Woh bhaag kar uss aadmi ke paas pahucha aur jaise hi usne uska aaklan liya, uski aankhein bhay ke maare fel gayi. Kyunki, neeche pada hua aadmi... marr chuka tha.

Kaaran? Kahi na kahi woh aadmi bhaanp gaya. Current!!! Usne ghabraate hue generator ke aas-paas dekha, aur savdhani se generator on kiya. Generator me koi kharabi nahi thi. Fir, ye current? Akhir, ye aadmi mara kaise? Current laga kis se? Woh vyakti ghabraate hue wapas se andar kasaayi-khaane ki orr bhaaga aur ghuste hi-

Aadmi : S-Sarkar-! W-Woh toh mar gaya... Jhatka laga gaya... Poora current ghus gaya... Generator me konu jhol nahi hai, p-par pata nahi kaise-

Batti toh aa chuki thi, magar Dhananjay ki dhadkane dehshat ke maare ab tez hoti jaa rahi thi.

Dhananjay (growls) : Saala sab kuchh plan ke mutabik jaat rahela... ab ka... ka gadbad hui rahi hai baar-baar?

Police ka aana. Bijli ka jaana. Uske ek aadmi ka achanak se marna.

Tabhi, use ek abhaas hua. Aur, uss baare me sochte hi uski aankhon ki putliyaan baahar ko aa gayi. Ek thandi sihran uske poore badan me daud gayi.

Woh apne aap me fusfusaya.

"Kauno... Kauno aa chuka ba!!! Kauno hiya hai!! KAUNO HIYA ANDAR GHUSA HAI MADARCHODO!!!"

Woh ghabrahat me zorr se chillaaya aur uske aadmi dar ke maare chappa-chappa chhaanane me lag gaye.

Generator toh chalne laga tha. Lights bhi aa chuki thi. Magar, upar waale loft office me Dhananjay hila hua tha.

Ujaale se use thodi raahat pahuchni chaahiye thi, lekin aisa nahi hua.

Ulta...

Uski ghabrahat aur bhi badh chuki thi.

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*Crack*

Sub inspector Anil Salaskar ke kandhe se kuchh inch upar chaardeewari se eento ka choora uchhla. Woh neecha jhuka aur cement ki deewar ke peechhe ludhak gaya.

Anil (yells) : Firing! Firing! Upar se ho rahi hai.

Usne apne radio par chillaaya. Kasaayi-khaane ki height ka advantage lete hue Dhananjay ke aadmi upar ke corridor se khuli hui khidkiyo se vaar kar rahe the taaki police unn tak pahuch na sake.

Trisha concrete ke bane chaare ke gaddhe ke peechhe chhipi hui thi, daant bhinche hue. Andar ghusna mushqil hota jaa raha tha. Upar se lights wapas se aa chuki thi.

Usne apne galey ke mic par button dabaaya aur boli.

Trisha : Sabhi teams! Cover lo! Aur, cover se hi counterattack karo.

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

Goliyon ki bauchhaar shuru ho gayi. Slaughterhouse ki teen oonchi khidkiyon se firing ho rahi thi. Koi rifle nahi, sirf handgun aur pistol ki gadgadahat, aim me laparwahi. Oonchaayi ka fayda toh unke paas tha, lekin ve sab trained policemen ke saamne nauseekhiyo ke samaan the.

Jaise hi ek khidki se ek aadmi ne fire kiya, uski bandook ke muzzle se nikla flash dekh Trisha fauran uthi. Ek andaaza aur-

*Bang* *Bang*

Do round ka controlled burst. Aur, agle hi pal-

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!!!!"

Khidki par khada aadmi dono goliyaan apne seene me lagne se khidki se ladkhada ke neeche gira. Uska shareer hawa me gulaati khaate hue neeche aaya aur-

Neeche lagi lohe ki taaro ki nukeeli boundary se jaa bhida.

Trisha (yells) : SHIT!!

*Squish*

Khoon ke chheete hawa me uchhal gaye, uska gala unn lohe ki taaro ke nukeele hisso me jaa ke dhans gaya aur baaki ka shareer-

Yuhi hawa me jhulta reh gaya.

Trisha ne apne daant zor se meese. Ek dardnak maut. Woh sirf uss aadmi ko neutralize karna chaahti thi. Iss tarah se maarna nahi. Lekin, uss aadmi ki kismat hi aisi thi ki woh iss qadar apni jaan gawa baitha.

Trisha ke baayi orr Rapid Action Unit (RAU) ke log ekdum taiyaar the. Tactical gear aur ballistic helmets, ve sab ek V akaar banaate hue fel gaye, unke haatho me ballistic shields thi. Bullets shield se ricochet hui, operators chillaaye lekin datey rahe. Ve sab baakiyon ke liye raasta banaane ke liye zimmedar the.

Tabhi, radio se awaaz aayi-

"Sunil reporting- peechhe ki lane block kar di gayi hai. Dono jeep se barricade bana diya gaya hai. Escape route seal kar diya hai. Repeat, escape route seal kar diya hai."

Trisha (nods) : Good Sunil!

Usne ek gehri saans li. Achha hua pichhla maarg block kar diya gaya tha. Ab bhaagne ke liye Dhananjay ke paas sirf ek hi raasta tha. Aur, woh tha-

Saamne ka raasta.

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"Sab pojition par ho ki naahi?"

Dhananjay ne ek aadmi se jhatke se phone chheente hue kaha.

Magar-

Koi jawab nahi.

Dhananjay : Satbeer!!? Generator shed me ka hua??

Koi jawaab nahi.

Dhananjay (shouts) : SUAR KE BACCHON! SAB KE SAB APNI MAAYI KI GAAND ME GHUS GAYE HO KYA???

Usne firse apne phone se awaaz lagaayi. Ve sab ke sab conference call se ek dusre se connected the.

Dhananjay : Ae Raju!!!?

Akhirkar, ek awaaz phone par sunaayi di.

Raju : H-Haan sarkar! H-Hum-

*CLANG*

Raju : Glrghhh!!!

Aur, Raju conference call se achanak se alag ho gaya.

'!!?'

Dhananjay ke muh se cigarette gir gayi. Woh paas ke do aadmiyon ke paas gaya.

Dhananjay : Dusre gate pe niklo!! Dekh ke aao! Dekh ke aao kya chalat ba-!

Ve dono aadmi jhijhke.

Dhananjay (screams) : KA DEKHAT BA!? DEKH KE AAO JHAATUO!!

Dono dar ke maare jaalidaar seedhiyon se neeche stun corridor ke liye bhaage. Jise stunner floor bhi kaha jaata tha. Stunner kisi bhi kasaayi-khaane me janvaro ko maans me tabdeel karne ke liye pehli prakriya hoti thi. Unke sarr par stunner se unhe stun kiya jaata tha jaha ve behosh ho jaate the aur uske baad behoshi me baaki saari prakriyaon ko anjaam diya jaata tha.

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Idhar RAU ke log baayi orr mude, ek puraane feed silo ko cover ki tarah istemal karte hue, ek operator ne side hatch me ek flash diversionary lagaayi aur ungliyon se ulti ginti shuru kar di.

3...2...1...

*BLAM*

Hatch par maujood do gunde flashbang ke chalte andhe ho chale. Aur, tabhi-

"Jaldi! Jaldi! Jaldi!"

RAU ke logon ne unn dono ko pakad ke ghera, unhe baandha aur apne boots unki gardan par tikaaye unhe neutralize kar diya.

Anil ne deewar ke upar se jhaanka-

Anil : Teesri khidki! Daayi waali!

Trisha (nods) : Supress!!!

Aur, uske aadesh par do constable ne apni rifles ki goliyon se deewar ko cheer diya. Plaster ukhad gaya. Ek pistol baahar ki orr giri, uske baad ek haath latak gaya. Andar pada shav nazron se ojhal ho gaya.

Tabhi, comms. me se firse awaaz aayi-

"Madam! Front se aage badhiye. Left side se poora area secure kar diya hai. Do aadmiyon ko custody me bhi le liya hai."

RAU ke pramukh ne uss se kaha.

Trisha : Ruko! Wahi rukna!!!

Woh Anil ko dekhi aur uss se boli.

Trisha : Aap yaha se andar pahuchiye. Mein RAU ke saath andar milti hu.

Anil (nods) : Ji madam! Sambhal ke!

Trisha cover ka sahara lete hue RAU ke paas jab pahuchi toh usne dekha Dhananjay ke dono aadmi haath-perr aur muh bandhe neeche daley hue the. Usne fauran hi apni bandook nikaali aur seedhe unme se ek ke thobde par taan di.

Trisha : Iske pehle ki mein trigger dabau, seedhe-seedhe batao ki tum sab yaha kya kar rahe ho aur kiska intezar kar rahe the?

Trisha ke sawaal se aadmi chaunk gaya. Iska matlab kya police jaanti thi ki ve sab yaha kisi ka intezar kar rahe the? Magar, woh bhi shaatir tha. Woh jaanta tha ki police itni asaani se use nahi maaregi isliye woh khamosh raha.

Lekin, Trisha DSP thi. Koi aam police officer nahi. Uss aadmi ke mann ki baat bhi jaise woh samajh gayi.

Trisha : Hmph! Hoshiyar banane ki zaroorat nahi. Tum sab logon ka warrant maine jaari kar diya hai. Koi bhi aadmi Dhananjay ke saath associate rahe, unhe dekhte hi neutralize karne ka aadesh de chuki hu mein.

Aur, yaha neutralize ka matlab tha — maut.

Kehte hi usne dobaara uss aadmi ko dekha, iss baar uss aadmi ki aankhon me bhay tha. Kyunki, warrant jaari tha. Zinda ya murda. Farq nahi padta. Agar, vyakti Dhananjay ke saath mila hua hai, toh poori police force ko khulli chhooth thi unhe on the spot maarne ki. Aur, do teen logon ko wo pehle hi nipta chuke the.

Warrant ke issue hone se maamla ab badal chuka tha. Dhananjay ek bahut bade terrorist attack ka prime suspect tha. Uss se associate logon ke liye bhi warrant utna hi sakht hona chaahiye tha jo Trisha ne tabhi de diya tha jab Dhananjay ke aadmiyon ne firing shuru ki thi.

*Chataaak*

Ek thappad uss aadmi ke gaal par zor se pada.

Trisha : Jaldi!! Mein intezar nahi karungi.

*Click*

Usne handgun ka hammer anguthe se kheencha.

Trisha : Mein teen tak hi ginungi. 3...2...

Iss se pehle ki woh ek tak ginti woh aadmi zor se bol pada.

Aadmi : B-Bataata hu!!! B-Bataata hu! M-Mujhe mat maarna! M-Mein bataata hu-!!

Trisha (growls) : BOL! JALDI BOL! BOL YAHA KYA KAR RAHE THE TUM SAB? KISKA INTEZAR KAR RAHE THE? KYU NEECHE PEHRA DE RAHE THE?

Aur, uss aadmi ne aage jo bola, use sunn Trisha ki aankhein dar ke maare fel gayi.

Aadmi : V-Veer!!!

Trisha : ...!!!

Aadmi : H-Humare sarkaar... H-Humare sarkaar ek V-Veer naam ke ladke se badla lena chaahte hai-! I-Isliye-! U-Uska intezar kar rahe the!

Trisha ko jo jaanana tha wo woh jaan chuki thi. Uska poora badan thanda pad chuka tha. Veer...!!! Woh sahi thi. Dhananjay Veer ke peechhe hi tha.

Woh hazaro sawaalon ke jawaab abhi iss aadmi ke muh se nikalwana chaahti thi, kintu iska samay abhi uske paas nahi tha.

Woh seedhe aage ki orr bhaagi.

RAU ka ek aadmi wahi unn dono aadmiyon ke paas theher gaya aur unn se jankaari nikalwaane me lag gaya.

Lekin, Trisha ki dhadkane ab dheemi nahi pad sakti thi.

*Badump* *Badump*

Kya Veer yahi tha? Agar, haan toh kya woh sahi salamat tha? Dhananjay aur Veer ke beech kya dushmani thi? Kya Veer waqai underworld se related tha? Kahi usne police waalo ko Dhananjay ke aadmi samajh ke unn par humla kar diya toh? Kahi Dhananjay ke aadmiyon ne uss par humla kar diya toh? Ya kahi police waalo ne uss par Dhananjay ka aadmi samajh ke vaar kar diya toh?

Tamaam sawaal use andar se gher rahe the. Aur, har guzarte pal Trisha ki haalat kharab hoti jaa rahi thi.

Woh punaah apne comms. me chilla kar boli.

Trisha : MUJHE DHANANJAY ZINDA CHAHIYE!!! ZINDA!

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Idhar andar Dhananjay ke bheje do aadmi daudate hue central corridor me pahuche.

Unhone dekha ki ek bhaari steel ka crowd gate jo janvaro ko rokne ke liye istemal kiya jaata tha, deewar se upar tika hua tha. Ek zanzeer aur ek chhote se hook se bandha hua.

Jab janvaro ko bade raaste se chhote sakre raaste me bhejna hota tha toh uske liye ye bade crowd control gates istemal hote the. Ye beech me janvaro ko rokte the, aur fir wapas se khul ke janvaro ko pravesh karne dete the. Theek waise hi jaise aksar railway crossing me poles neeche aake gaadiyon ko roka karte hai taaki ve aage na badhe. Farq bas itna tha ki ye steel ke gates wazan me bahut bhaari aur bade the.

Ek aadmi ne zanzeer dheere se tatoli. Woh dheeli thi. Gate apni jagah se ek inch khisak gaya.

Aadmi : Are ye zanzeer kaun dheeli chhor gaya? Sarkar abhi gaali sunayenge!

Woh badbadaya. Uske maathe par paseena chamak raha tha. Dusre aadmi ne bauhe chadhayi aur apni shirt par haath pochhe.

Aadmi 2 : Power gaya tha na... Shayad pressure chhor diya hinge ne. Tight kar de. Jaldi.

Haami bhar pehla aadmi jhuka, zanzeer pakdi aur use deewar ke cleat par aur kass diya. Hook charmaraya. Loha lohe se ghis raha tha. Ek pal ke liye, use kuchh gadbad laga. Bolt mushqil se tik raha tha. Usne ek aur zor se jhatka diya taaki zanzeer ko woh tight kar sake.

Par tabhi-

*CLANG*

Ek tez awaaz ke saath cleat deewar se alag ho gaya.

'Huh?'

Saikdo kilo wazni poora darwaza kisi bediyon se azaad jaanvar ki tarah uchhal kar azaad ho gaya.

Aadmi upar dekha. Magar, bahut der ho chuki thi.

Darwaza haddiyaan todne waale zor se jhoola, zanzeer abhi bhi uss aadmi ki giraft me thi. Aur, agle hi pal-

*BAAAAMMMMMM*

Woh steel ka bhaari-bharkam darwaza poora ka poora uski upar aa gira. Uske shareer ke chithde udd gaye, khoon ke chheete titar-bitar fel gaye.

Dusra aadmi aisa jamm ke reh gaya jaise use saanp soongh gaya ho. Uski aankhein chaudi ho gayi, saansein galey me atak gayi.

Woh apne saathi ke mude hue shareer ko ghoorta raha. Dar haawi ho gaya.

*RUMBLE*

"Ahhhh-!!! K-Kaun!??"

Achanak aayi ajeeb si awaaz ne uska dhyaan kheencha. Usne apne aas-paas dekha.

Ek lamba khula steel ka tank jisme janvaro ki laasho ko ubalte khaulte paani me duboya jaata tha taaki unke maans ko narm kiya jaa sake, unke shareer par maujood baalo ko narm kiya jaa sake taaki skinning ke liye asaani ho sake. Aaj raat veh tank khaali tha. Bas ek andhere se bhare gaddhe ke samaan prateet ho raha tha jiske agal-bagal neeche farsh par tiles lage hue the.

Tabhi-

*RATTLE* *RATTLE*

Uske peechhe kuchh pipes ki orr se awaaz aayi. Kahi parchhaayi me ek dheeli chain khadkhadayi.

Woh dar ke maare ghoom gaya.

"K-Kaun hai??? *huff* *huff* S-Saamne aao!!!"

Uski awaaz bolte hue fatne lagi. Use apne kaano me apni hi dhadkano ki awaaz sunaayi de rahi thi.

Woh railing ke kinaare par jhuk kar apne aap ko sthir rakhne ki koshish karne laga. Tabhi, usne dekha-

Upar pipes se halki si bhaanp uth rahi thi. Hot water system chaalu tha. Woh tank. Khaali nahi tha. Lekin... unme se kisi ne bhi use nahi chhiya tha.

'Y-Ye k-kaise...? Ye chaalu kaise hua?'

Woh mann hi mann budbudaya.

Aur, ek baar fir-

*RATTLE* *RATTLE*

Uske peechhe se ek zordar khatkhat ki awaaz punah aayi. Lekin, iss baar woh ghooma nahi, balki bhaaga. Tezi se. Jab achanak ek mod pe-

*Slip*

'!!!?'

Uska perr neeche lagi grease ke chalte fisal gaya. Woh aage ki orr gir pada. Uski chhaati steel ke kinaare se takraayi. Uski pasliyon me zor ka dard utha. Iske pehle ki woh uth paata, chhat ke hook se latki ek moti zanzeer achanak neeche aake uske takhne se kass gayi. Dar ke maare usne zor se jhatka maara.

“AAAAHHH! Kaun hai?! CHHORO!!”

Uske nakhoon tiles par gadey, magar chikne tiles par uski koi bhi pakad na bann saki. Aur, uss fislan bhare farsh par uska shareer ghasitata hua jaane laga.

Usne laat maari, cheenkha chillaaya, lekin uske takhne me fasa hook badi hi berehmi se use ghaseet kar le jaa raha tha. Uska shareer hawa me uthne laga.

Use tapmaan me bhayanak garmi mehsoos hone lagi. Bhaanp.

"Aaaaaarrrghhhhhh!!!!!!"

Woh cheenkha!!! Aur, agle hi kshan-

Ek akhiri jhatka.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!"

Aur, woh sarr ke bal ubalte khaulte paani ke uss tank me gir pada.

Chhap-chhap ki awaaz dheere-dheere shaant ho gayi. Ubalte paani ne kuchh hi seconds me uski cheenkhein nigal li. Bulbule footne lage. Bhaanp fufkaarne lagi. Aur, jis zanzeer ne use utha ke giraaya tha, woh dheeli hokar tank ke upar pendulum ki tarah jhoolne lagi.

Aur, fir-

Sannaata chhaa gaya.

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Dhananjay ne apne chehra ka paseena pochha aur phone par kaha.

Dhananjay : Kya status ba??? Hello? Hello!? Madarchodo!! Kaha reh gaye sab ke sab???

Usne Satbeer ko dekha jo abhi-abhi andar aaya tha.

Satbeer : S-Sarkar! Police waale andar ghus rahe hai!!

Dhananjay (frowns) : Hiya tak aane me unhe abhi waqt lagega! Uu sasuri Veer!!! KAHA HAI WOH!? SIRF POLICE HI HAI KYA?

Satbeer : J-Ji sarkar! Woh... Woh Veer toh kahi nahi dikha. Police waale hai bas. Kuchh aadmi mar gaye hai sarkar! Ab kya karna hai Sarkar!?

Dhananjay : Dui number waale gate par maine bheja tha laundo ko! Unka kya???

Satbeer : P-Pata nahi sarkar! Unka koi jawab nahi aaya.

Dhananjay : Tch!!!

Satbeer : S-Sarkar! H-Hum bhaag chale kya?

Dhananjay (yells) : Madarchod!!! Upar ka vault dekh ke aa!! Jaa! Mujhe yakeen ba ki konu andar ghusa hai! Aur... Aur, uu zaroor Veer hai! *frowns* Itni saari dikkatein aisan hi nahi paida ho sakti. Konu andar ghusa hai!! VEEEEEERRR!!! Apne saath aur aadmi lete jaa!

Satbeer ne darte hue sirr hilaaya aur apni torch aur gun liye upar ke floor ki orr nikal gaya.

Par, Dhananjay ye nahi jaanta tha ki jaise hi Satbeer kuchh aadmiyon ke saath upar ke freezer vault me gaya, wo unn sab ka akhiri pal tha.

Upar ke vault me ek khamosh sannata bikhar gaya.

---

*Bam*

Police andar aa chuki thi. Bas, unhe ek-ek kamre se hote hue beech waale kamre me pahuchna tha jaha Dhananjay thehra hua tha.

Lekin, Dhananjay ke aadmi har kamre me fele hue the. Unse bhidne ke baad hi, dusre kamre me pravesh kiya jaa sakta tha.

Goliyon ki awaazein poore kasaayi-khaane me goonj uthi. Trisha aur baaki sab baari-baari ek-ek kamre ko clear kar aage badhte jaa rahe the.

Woh waqt door nahi tha jab ve sab Dhananjay ko jald hi gherne waale the.

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Aur, akhirkar ab-

Dhananjay poori tarah se ghabraya. Ab dar uske chehre par saaf jhalak raha tha.

Dekhte hi dekhte ek-ek karke saare aadmi conference call se cut ho chuke the. Woh akela hi tha jo iss kamre me maujood tha.

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

"Inspector Trisha bol rahi hu! Dhananjay! Tumhe chaaro orr se gher liya gaya hai. Abhi bhi waqt hai, baahar aa jao! Apne aadmiyon se kaho ki wo surrender kar de-!!!"

Dhananjay ko awaaz sunaayi di. Aur, ye awaaz-

Theek bagal ke kamre se hi aayi thi. Iska matlab-!? Police uske bagal waale kamre tak pahuch chuki thi.

Nahi! Woh yaha iss tarah se kaise surrender kar sakta tha? Abhi toh Veer se uski bhidant hui hi nahi thi. Bina Veer ko maare uska plan akhir kaise kamyab ho sakta tha?

Aenn waqt pe usne wahi nirnay liya jo aksar har aadmi yaha par leta.

Bhaagne ka.

Woh police se bachne ke liye ulti disha me bhaaga par tabhi-

*Click*

'Huh!!?'

Uske kamre ki batti gul ho gayi. Dhananjay ki dhadkane tez ho gayi. Bagal waale kamre me maujood Trisha ne bhi dekha ki aage ke kamre ki batti gul ho chuki thi.

Nahi! Kuchh sahi nahi tha. Kuchh gadbad thi. Uske maathe par paseene ki boondein sajne lagi. Ye garmi ki wajah se nahi thi. Ye dar ki wajah se thi.

Ek hila dene waala vichaar Trisha ke mann me aaya. Veer....!!!!

Kahi Veer Dhananjay ko...!? Kya woh yahi tha? Aur, uska ye vichaar aur bhi mazboot ho gaya jab usne Dhananjay ki awaazein suni.

"Kaun hai??? Madarchod kaun hai!!? Saamne aaaa!!! MAAYI KE CHODE!!! VEEEEEER!!! MEIN JAANAT HU HIYA TU HI HAI!!! SAAMNE AA!!!"

Jaise hi Trisha ne ye suna woh samajh gayi. Batti ka gul hona koi ittefaq nahi tha.

'N-No! No! No! No! No!'

Woh ghabrayi.

Magar, aage nahi badh sakti thi asaani se. Dhananjay ke aadmi cover leke iss kamre me abhi bhi firing kar rahe the. Aur, andar jaane ka raasta ek hi tha.

*Bang* *Bang*

'Shit! Shit! Shit!!!'

Trisha (yells) : Push!! Push karo! Humaare paas time nahi hai!!

Woh chillaayi. Par, tarqeeb turant hi fail ho gayi. Dhananjay ke aadmi datey hue the. Unke paas achha cover tha.

Trisha (curses) : DAMN IT! ANIL-!!!

Anil (frowns) : Madam-!!!

Trisha : M-Mujhe andar jaana hoga! Distract kariye!! Mein mauka dekh ke-

Anil : Madam, ye bahut jokhim bhara hai. Agar, galti se kisi ne aapko neeche darwaaze se nikalte dekh liya toh-

Trisha (shouts) : WAQT NAHI HAI MERE PAAS! A-AGAR, AUR DERI KI TOH HUM DHANANJAY KO ZINDA NAHI PAKAD PAAYENGE!

Anil : Huh!!?

Anil avaak reh gaya. Dhananjay zinda nahi bachega?

Trisha poori tarah se sehmi hui thi. Dhananjay ko zinda pakadna bahut zaroori tha. Agar, Dhananjay ki jaan gayi toh woh humesha-humesha ke liye ek pukhta saboot kho sakti thi. Aur, woh jaanti thi-

Jaanti thi ki-

Veer wahi andar tha!!!

Iss baar woh apni gut instincts ki sunn rahi thi.

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Toh wahi, idhar baahar achanak ek gaadi kasaayi-khaane se kuchh door aa kar ruki. Driver ne gaadi rokte hi headlights band kar di kyunki-

*Bang* *Bang*

Goliyon ki awaazein kasaayi-khaane se goonj rahi thi. Uske badan me raungte khade ho gaye.

Usne apne bagal se baithi ek aurat ko dekha aur darwaza khol ke zor se use baahar dhakela-!

"Ahhh!"

Aurat ladkhadaate hue neeche gir gayi.

Driver : Maa ki aankh, sasuri police-!!!

Usne door lagi police ki jeeps dekhi toh uski haalat aur kharaab ho gayi. Jis aurat ko usne dhakela tha woh koi aur nahi, Vandna hi thi. Woh peechhe ke raaste se aaya tha jaha usne dono jeep ko barricade lage hue dekh liya tha.

Driver : Behanchod, bhaago yaha se!!

Usne apne gamchhe se apna chehra pochha. Aur, bina kuchh kahe woh fataak se waha nikalne ke liye gaadi reverse karne laga. Pehle apni jaan bachaana zaroori tha. Vandna ko yaha tak chhorne ka aadha kharcha toh use mil hi gaya tha. Baaki, aadhe kharche se zyada use apni jaan pyaari thi.

Woh waha se nikla aur Vandna jo kasaayi-khaane se aa rahi goliyon ki awaaz thi, use sunn uss orr badh gayi.

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Dhananjay ladkhadata hua hang hall ke beecho beech aaya. Chaaro taraf andhera tha. Usne apne phone ki torch jalaayi.

Dhananjay : VEER KE BACCHE!! MEIN JAANTA HU TU HIYA HAI! BAAHAR AA! LADD HUMRA SE!!

Usne mobile ki torch light kono me ghumaayi. Magar, kuchh nahi. Tabhi, uske upar se koi metal ki cheez tik-tik karti hui nikli. Usne ghabra kar teen goliyaan upar ceiling ki orr daag di. Chingaariyaan baras uthi.

Woh gaali bakta raha. Woh yaha se baahar bhi nahi nikal sakta tha kyunki, raasta sirf ek hi tha. Agar, baahar nikla-

Toh, Trisha aur baaki police waale use gher lenge. Ulti taraf ek chhota sa darwaza emergency ke liye tha. Lekin, batti gul hone se use kuchh dikhaayi nahi de raha tha. Woh ek hi kaam kar sakta tha-

Aur, woh tha light ke switchboard ko dhundhna. Par-

---

Mauka milte hi Trisha darwaze ke andar sarak gayi. Uski aankhon ne andhere me adjust hone ke liye kuchh seconds liye.

Trisha : Dhananjay!!?

Par, koi jawab nahi.

Pichhle kamre se aa rahi sirf ek chauthayi kamra hi raushni se jagmaga raha tha. Baaki, teen chauthayi andhere me dooba hua tha.

Aur, tabhi-

"Haaaaaaawwwwww"

"Haaaawwwwww"

*Blurgh*

Trisha sunte hi thitak gayi. Ek ajeeb si awaaz use sunaayi di. Aur, fir-

*CLANG* *CLANG*

Khad-khadahat. Khad-khadahat.

Usne upar dekha. Maans latkaane waale hooks jo ek conveyor se jude hue the, wo conveyor belt achanak hi chaalu ho gaya.

Aur, abhi bhi-

"Haaaawwwwww"

Wahi ajeeb se awaaz. Trisha ne apna radio band kiya. Awaaz dhyaan se sunn uske badan ke roye khade ho gaye.

Usne apni handgun se aim lagaaya. Woh awaaz paas aa rahi thi. Nazdeek. Uske qareeb. Uski orr.

*Badump* *Badump*

Trisha ka dil zoro se dhadak raha tha.

Trisha (shivers) : Dh-Dhananjay!? H-Hands up!!!

Magar, abhi bhi-

"Haaaaaaawww!!"

"Huuuuuuuuuu!!!"

*Blurgh* *Squish*

Wo ajeeb si awaazein aur nazdeek aati jaa rahi thi. Trisha ne apni gun leke saamne ki orr aim lagaaya. Uss andhere bhare hisse ki orr.

Conveyor belt me lage ek ek hook uske saamne se aake mudte hue wapas rotation me ghoom rahe the.

Par, tabhi-

*Twitch* *Twitch*

Aisa laga jaise-

Jaise ek hook se kuchh phansa hua tha.

Trisha ke haath kaanpte hue gun par aur mazboot ho gaye. Uski ek aankh se aasu ki boond dar ke maare apne aap nikal gayi.

Trisha (shivers) : F-Freeze!!! Ruk jao wahi!

Par, conveyor belt chaalu tha.

Aur, jaise hi wo hook se latki cheez Trisha ke saamne raushni me aayi-

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!"

Woh zor se cheenkh uthi, aur-

*BANG* *BANG*

Do goliyaan uski bandook se nikal ke seedhe uss hook se latak rahi aakriti par lagi.

Aur, tabhi-

*CLICK*

*FLASH*

Achanak ek raushni jhalki. Ek flash. Aisa laga jaise maano camera se photo kheechne ki awaaz aayi ho. Awaaz toh khair conveyor belt ke shor se thodi dab gayi magar, woh flash-

Woh koi bhram nahi tha.

Trisha (turns abruptly) : K-Kaun hai-!!!

Usne apni bandook flash ki orr daagi. Parantu-

'Huh!!?'

Kuchh nahi tha. Conveyor belt achanak ruk gaya. Aur, uske saamne jo hook se latak rahi aakriti thi, use punah dekhte hi-

Trisha ki dhadkane jaise wahi tham gayi. Ek lohe ke hook se ek insaan latak raha tha.

Par, baat sirf yahi nahi thi-

Hook... Hook uss aadmi ke upar ke jabde ko cheerte hue uski naak se baahar nikla hua tha. Apne muh ke sahaare woh hook se latka hua tha. Dher saara khoon uske poore shareer me fela hua tha aur neeche girta jaa raha tha.

Trisha ko ab samajh aaya ki woh ajeeb si awaazein darasal iss vyakti ki thi, jo hawa me latke hue tadap raha tha.

Usne darr ke maare uss aadmi par fire kiya tha. Lekin, jab usne uss aadmi ko gaur se dekha. Toh, uska badan kaanp gaya.

Woh aadmi...

Dhananjay hi tha.

Iske pehle ki Trisha apne hosh sambhaal paati-

Achanak use apne peechhe kuchh mehsoos hua. Kuchh jaanleva. Kuchh khatarnak. Kisi ki anubhooti. Kisi jeevit cheez ki...!

Uske badan me roye khade ho gaye. Woh himmat kar akasmat palti ki-

'Huhh!?'

Udhar koi bhi nahi tha.

Woh apne perro par gir padi. Anil aur baaki sabhi bhaagte hue sabhi ko neutralize kar andar aaye, par andar ka nazar dekhte hi ve sab dang reh gaye.

Khaas kar, Dhananjay ke shav ko dekh. Kisi bhi insaan ko itni buri maut nahi marna chahiye tha.

Saboot mit chuka tha. Unke rehte koi andar aaya aur Dhananjay ko maar ke chala gaya. Trisha apni mutthi bheenche apne ghutno par gir padi. Uske aansu beh rahe the. Dhananjay zinda tha...! Par, uski do bullets ne-

Bahut kuchh mita diya tha.

***

Jis shaks ne Dhananjay ko maut ke ghaat utaara, woh achanak kasaayi-khaane se pichhle gate se baahar nikla. Par, baahar aate hi uske qadam saamne khadi ek parchhaayi ko dekh wahi tham gaye.

Dhananjay ki maa — Vandna, uske saamne khadi hui thi. Paseena uske chehre par jhalak raha tha, baal bikhre the, aur woh zoro se haanf rahi thi. Woh peechhe pehra de rahi police ki nazron se bach ke andar ghusi thi.

Lekin-

Saamne khade shaks ke badan aur haatho par jab usne khoon ke dhabbe dekhe aur andar goliyon ki awaaz jo ab band ho chuki thi, uss par dhyaan diya, toh achanak hi uske honthon ke kone ajeeb dhang se upar uth gaye.

Aur, jaha use rona chahiye tha, apni chhaati peet-peet kar bilakhna chaahiye tha ki uska beta marr gaya, woh achanak hi ajeeb dhang se hasi.

“Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!”

Uske saamne khada vyakti aankhein faade use dekhne laga. Use vishvas nahi ho raha tha ki woh kya dekh raha hai. Vandna paaglon ki tarah hasey jaa rahi thi.

“Hahahahaha! M-Marr gaya! Marr gaya woh! Hai na??”

Woh dekh paa rahi thi ki kaise uske saamne waala vyakti ekdum bhauchakka hoke use ghoor raha tha. Usne jaari rakha-

“Hahaha! M-Marr gaya!! Marr gaya kutta! Hahahaha!”

Aur, iske pehle ki woh aur zor se awaaz oonchi kar police ka dhyaan kheenchti-

*Whoosh*

Uske saamne se woh aadmi palak jhapakte hi apni jagah se gaayab ho gaya. Vandna ek pal ke liye chaunki. Uski aankhein bhay ke maare feli-

Lekin, iske pehle ki woh kuchh samajh paati, koi pratikriya kar paati-

*Thud*

“Ahh!”

Akasmat hi ek vaar uski gardan ke paas aa kar laga. Uski aankhon ke saamne andhera chhaa gaya aur uska shareer neeche girne laga. Uss aadmi ne uske badan ko apne kandhe par uthaaya aur-

*Swoosh*

Woh waha se use lekar gaayab ho gaya.

***

*Vroom*

[Master-!!!]

Pari ki awaaz zor se Veer ke mann me goonji. Veer ki gaadi raat ke andhere me saaye-saaye sadak par bhaag rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ki uske master ke mann me kya chal raha tha. Uske master iss ghatna se kitne hile hue the. Sahi maayno me woh khud bhi iss sthiti ko lekar koi sense nahi bana paa rahi thi. Kyu?

Kyunki-

Dhananjay jis waqt Veer ki nazron ke saamne sabse pehle nazar aaya tha, uss waqt, Veer ne use check kiya tha. Magar, tabhi use pehla jhatka laga tha. Kyunki, jo usne dekha, uski ummeed usne apne sapne me bhi nahi ki thi.

[Name : Ranjeet Mandal
Alias Name : Dhananjay Singh.
Age : 29
Bio : Ranjeet, Bihar ki local gangs me se ek gang ka leader. Drugs smuggling, firauti, vasooli, jaise kaamo ke liye jaane waali ek gang, Ranjeet Bihar me chalaata hai. Kayi logo ko maar chuka hai. Asli kaam Bihar me maujood apne guru ji ke liye karta hai. Wahi se adhiktar paisa uski jebo me aata hai. Paisa kamaana uska junoon hai. Krodh me aksar apna aapa kho deta hai, lekin tarqeebo me shaatir hai.

Favorability : -20
Relationship : Stranger/ Enemy.]

Yahi wo status tha jise dekh ke Veer asmanjas ki sthiti me dooba hua tha.

Yeh koi Dhananjay nahi tha. Ye toh koi Ranjeet naam ka aadmi tha jo Bihar se tha. Veer ko ab samajh aa chuka tha ki kyu yeh nakli Dhananjay use lalkaarte waqt bhojpuri me gaaliyaan de raha tha.

Kyunki, asli Dhananjay ko toh Rajasthan ke gaanv se hona chahiye tha. Magar, yeh aadmi Dhananjay bann ke uss par humla kyu karna chaah raha tha? Isme koi shaq nahi tha ki isi aadmi ne uske hotel par humla karwaya tha. Akhir, Trisha yuhi uss tak nahi pahuchi thi. Uski investigation bhi sahi saabit hui thi. Yeh Ranjeet shat-pratishat humlavar tha.

Upar se ye-

Favorability sirf minus 20? Aur, stranger/enemy ka relationship? Jab wo uski jaan ke peechhe iss qadar pada hua tha toh Veer ko laga tha ki uski favorability kam se kam minus 50 ke upar nikal chuki hogi.

Magar, yaha toh kuchh aur hi dekhne ko mil raha tha.

Kintu, Veer ke pareshan hone ka kaaran sirf yahi nahi tha. Dusra jhatka use tab laga tha jab usne-

‘Check!’

*Ding*

[Name : Vandna Singh.
Age : 41
Bio : Vandna, Bhanu Pratap Singh ki patni hai. Shuru se hi apne kartavyo ki orr nishthavaan rahi hai. Ek beta tha jiska naam tha — Dhananjay. Gharelu mahila hai, parivar me bahut baar aana-kaani ke chalte logon ka gussa apne upar leti aayi hai. Bahut aagyakari hai. Asaani se sehem jaati hai aur mard jaat se aurat ko humesha kamtar hi maanti hai. Ek ajeeb sa dar uske andar baitha hua hai.

Favorability : 50
Relationship : Distant Aunt.]

Ye tha uske hairat me hone ka doosra kaaran. Veer ke nazrein kuchh shabdo par mandra rahi thi.

Ek beta tha jiska naam tha — Dhananjay.

Tha!?

Matlab, ab nahi raha?

System me status ko dekh ke yahi prateet ho raha tha ki Dhananjay shayad ab iss duniya me nahi tha? Ya, aisa bhi ho sakta tha ki Vandna use apna beta ab nahi maanti thi aur keval uske liye woh marr chuka tha.

Parantu-

Ye sab akhir hua kab? Pichhli baar jab Veer gaanv me apni maa ka badla le kar aaya tha, uss waqt usne Vandna ko waha check kiya tha. Aur, tab uske status me-

Dhananjay zinda tha.

Lekin, ab nahi.

Iska matlab iss beech asli Dhananjay ke saath kuchh hua tha. Par, kya?

Akhir, chal kya raha tha? Veer jitna iss baare me soch raha tha utna hi woh iss gutthi me ulajhta jaa raha tha. Lekin, uska dimag haar maanane se inkaar kar raha tha. Wo lagatar daud raha tha.

Aur, upar se-

Favorability 50? Ye kaise ho sakta tha? Uske saamne hi usne uske pati, uske sasur ko maut ke ghaat utaara tha. Iss sab ke bawajood Vandna ki favorability itni high kaise ho sakti thi bhala?

Veer ki bauhe bhram aur krodh me kasi hui thi. Tabhi, uske mann me ek ghanti ki awaaz goonj gayi.

*Ding*

[Successfully eradicated the nuisance even before the mission.]

*Ding*

[You have been rewarded 10,000 points.]

*Ding*

[A random perk will be rewarded. Choose ‘yes’ if you want to open the reward.]

Veer hairan tha. Bina mission assign hue hi system ne use uska reward de diya tha? Usne bina koi deri kiye mann me hi kaha.

‘Yes!!!’

*Ding*

[Random perk reward has been generated.]

[You have been rewarded the perk — ‘Mystic Stroke.’]

[Perk : Mystic Stroke.
Tier : Rare (upgradeable)
Description : Infuses the user's hand with supernatural precision, fluidity, and intuition, allowing them to paint, sketch, and illustrate with breathtaking mastery. Enhances visual aesthetics, but it also progressively deepens the host’s understanding of painting, anatomy, perspective, color theory, and symbolic storytelling.

Duration : Permanent.]

Veer ne ek nazar perk par daali. Use andaza lag gaya tha ki perk painting, drawing, illustrating se sambandhit tha. Aam taur par perks tabhi select kiye jaa sakte the jab wo kisi mission ko complete karta.

Lekin, system ne use ek random perk Dhananjay ko maarne par inaam ke roop me de diya tha. Woh dekh paa raha tha ki iss perk ki bhi tier thi.

Pari use iske baare me samjhaana chaahti thi, magar jab uske Master ne notification par ek nazar daal use system window se hata diya toh woh samajh gayi ki ye sahi waqt nahi tha.

{Master…!!!}

Woh bas mann me uske liye chinti hi ho sakti thi.

***

Subah ke 4:30 baj rahe the jab achanak hi Parijaat ghar ki doorbell lagatar bajne lagi. Waise toh yeh Rajat ka ghar hua karta tha par Veer ne jab se Rajat se sab kuchh chheena tha uske baad se ye ghar Parijaat ki aurton ke rehne ka sthaan bann chuka tha.

Ek naya — Parijaat ghar.

Subah 5 baje jaldi uthne waali Varsha aaj aadhe ghante pehle hi neend se jaag uthi.

*Ding Dong*

Ghanti lagatar bajti jaa rahi thi. Aur, Varsha chidhte hue apni neend se jaag kar bistar se uthi.

“Aa rahi hu!! Itni subah-subah kaun aa gaya?”

Woh thoda satark hote hue hall ki orr badhi. Fir, usne dheere se darwaza khola. Aur, saamne khade vyakti ko dekhte hi uski poori neend gaayab ho gayi.

Varsha : Maalik-!!?

Usne fatafat jaali waala darwaaza khola. Woh dang thi. Veer ke kandhe par ek aurat ladi hui thi. Usne koi sawaal nahi poochha, bas apne maalik ko andar aane diya.

Veer ne andar aate hi Vandna ko bistar par litaaya. Varsha ne dekha ki uske kapdo par kahi-kahi khoon ke daag the. Woh ghabraayi.

Varsha : M-Maalik? Kya hua? Aap theek toh hai na?

Woh daud ke Veer ke liye paani ka glass leke aayi, magar Veer ne paani nahi piya. Usne bas itna hi kaha ki-

Veer (frowns) : Sab ko jaga ke baahar lao, Varsha!

Varsha : J-Ji maalik!

Aur, woh andar baakiyo ko jagaane ke liye fauran bhaag uthi. Veer sofe par baithe Vandna ko ghoorta raha. Kuchh hi der me poora doodh ka doodh aur paani ka paani hone waala tha.

***

Patna, Bihar,
Morning - 7:10 AM ~

Ghaato par halka kohra abhi bhi nadiyon ke aas-paas jama hua tha. Subah-subah mandiro ki ghantiya samooh me ek saath baj rahi thi.

Cycle ki ghantiya, gaadiyon ke horn, auto-rickshaw ki fufkaarti awaaz, chai waalo ki tapriyon par chai-naashta kar rahi logo ki bheed ka shor, aur nadi ke kinaare kuchh snaan kar rahe log. Yahi tha Patna ka dainik drishya.

Aur, yahi kahi-

Ek puraane peepal ke ped ke paas, jiski jado ne ek puraane eent ke chabootre ko jakad kar cheer diya tha, ek khatiya neeche gaddi ki tarah bichhi hui thi.

Uss par ek aadmi virajman tha jise yaha ke log kaafi samay se baba ji keh kar bulaane lage the. Asal me toh 50-55 ki umr ke the par dekhne se 60-65 ke qareeb lagte the. Safed daadhi, moochhe aur lambe baal iska kaaran the.

Uske chaaro orr sunane waale log aadha gola bana kar neeche zameen par baithe hue the.

Ek sadharan si chataayi par kuchh samaan rakha hua tha. Amrood, laddu, mithaiyaan, kela, seb, aur na jaane kaun-kaun se fal. Kuchh rupaye ke note, toh kuchh sikke bhi ek thaal me alag se rakhe hue the.

Unka gyaan aaj bhi chaalu tha.

Baba ji : Humari bhaasha me ek shabd hai — Dhara. Matlab? Dhaaran karna. Dharti hume dhaaran karti hai, fir bhi hum uss par thappa lagaate hai. Saans hume dhaaran karti hai, fir bhi hum uska gala ghontate hai. Mann hume dhaaran karta hai, fir bhi hum use baahar ke shor se bhar dete hai.

"Ji baba ji!"

"Ji!"

Baba ji : Jo vyakti bina vivek ke chal padta hai, use chalna nahi kehte. Use behna kehte hai. Jo bina bhedbhav ke chalta hai, wo chal nahi raha hai, mere bacche. Use ddhoya jaa raha hai. Aur, jo keval tairna jaanta hai. Ek din prakriti use daba deti hai. Prakriti ka niyam hai.

Log uski baat sunn chakit the. Ve sab aagyakari shrota bane hue the.

Baba ji : Baadh ke paani me kabhi patte ko dekho. Teevra gati, fir bhi disha nahi. Wahi dusri orr, naavik ko dekho. Dheemi gati, lekin aankhein satark. Dus minute me? Patta gaayab. Naavik? Naavik ghaat chunta hai, jaha use utarna hai. Jeevan ki chaturayi yahi hai. Jeevan me kushalta teevra gati nahi hai, jaagrat mann ke saath jeena hai. Jo buddhi se kaam nahi leta, woh peechhe reh jaata hai.

Prashansa se log haami bharne lage. Kuchh ne haath jod naman kiya. Kuchh unn baaton ka matlab samajhne ki koshish kar rahe the.

Ki tabhi-

Khatiya ke paas ek dubla patla baba ji ka hi shishya paas aaya, apna sarr iss tarah se jhukaaya ki honth baba ji ke kaan ke nazdeek ho gaye aur fir ekdum dheemi awaaz me unse bola.

Shishya : Guru ji...! Ranjeet marr gaya.

Sunte hi baba ji ki aankhein hairat me fel gayi. Magar, ve sthir mudra me rahe. Aur, apne bhaav chhipaate hue bole.

Baba ji : Mrityu... Ahem! Mrityu. Mrityu se har aam insaan darta hai. Mrityu ko agar mein aap sab ke aaj ki yug ki bhaasha me kahu toh wo woh hai- kya kehte hai usko? Arey jo aapse kann vasoolte hai?

Aadmi : Tax collector?

Baba ji (laughs) : Haan! Hahahaha! Tax collector. Wahi hai. Ni hai kya? Haha! Jo hisaab khud nahi banaata uska hisaab banaaya jaata hai. Aur, jo hisab-kitaab bhool jaata hai, uska hisaab-kitaab kat jaata hai.

Usne apne shishya ko dekh fir uske kaan me dheere se poochha!

Baba ji : Paise?

Shishya : Beech me hi kaam khatam ho gaya.

Baba ji ke shaant bhaav ke neeche ek gussa utar aaya. Muskuraate hue unhone dheere se kaha.

Baba ji : Suraag na rahe!!!

Shishya ne haami bhari aur fir ped ke peechhe jaake apni jeb se phone nikaala aur kisi ko call karne laga.

Toh, wahi pehli baar idhar aaya ek yuvak kaafi prabhavit ho chuka tha baba ji se. Lekin, uski jigyasa akhirkar baahar aa hi gayi.

Yuvak : Baba ji kshama kijiyega. *smiles* mein pehli baar aaya hu aapke baare me kaafi sunn ke. Sab baba ji baba ji kehte hai aapko. Par, aapka asli naam kya hai baba ji?

Mandli shaant ho gayi. Baba ji ne dheere se apna sarr ghumaaya. Woh muskuraate hue thahaake lagaaye. Fir, ahista se bole.

Baba ji : Naam? Hahahaha! Mere bacche...! Iss shareer ko log yaha mohanlal keh ke pukaarte hai. *smiles*

Logon ne santushti me sarr hilaaya. Parantu, jis tarah se baba ji ne uttar diya tha. Iss shareer ko...

Use sunn log aur bhi prabhavit ho gaye. Naam milte hi uss yuvak ko aisa laga jaise koi apnapann mil gaya ho. Usne unhe pranaam kiya aur peechhe baith gaya.

Baba ji muskuraate hue logo ko dekhte rahe. Kintu, ye sirf wahi jaante the ki-

Unka asli naam Mohanlal nahi tha.

Unka asli naam tha —

Raman.
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Aaj ke liye itna hi guys.
This update consists of 10.1k words. Veer ka scene, Parijaat ghar ka scene aur Bihar ka scene hi tha jo kal likhna baaki tha. Now, I hope ab tum log samajh paa rahe hoge ki kyu mein use yaha include karna chaah raha tha. Baaki, target apna wahi hai. 250. Like thokne ka aur reviews rakhne ka. Also, do AI generated images se bhi maine inn dinon experiment kiya aur uske results neeche post me dikh jaayenge. Let me know inhe include karna sahi rahega future updates ke liye ya nahi. Also, update itna samay isliye liya kyunki, ye premise se mein familiar nahi tha. Slaughterhouse. Na hi mein kabhi gaya hu aur na hi dekha hai kahi. Isliye, kaafi kuchh research karni padi. Uske baad ye taiyaar kiya gaya hai. Let me know about your views on the premise. Ek unique premise tha ye ab tak ka. Milte hai agle bhaag me.
Dhanyavad.

Excellent update bro

 

[jone964]

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Update - 203 ~ A Past under a Past​

Ab tak...

Mandli shaant ho gayi. Baba ji ne dheere se apna sarr ghumaaya. Woh muskuraate hue thahaake lagaaye. Fir, ahista se bole.

Baba ji : Naam? Hahahaha! Mere bacche...! Iss shareer ko log yaha mohanlal keh ke pukaarte hai. *smiles*

Logon ne santushti me sarr hilaaya. Parantu, jis tarah se baba ji ne uttar diya tha. Iss shareer ko...

Use sunn log aur bhi prabhavit ho gaye. Naam milte hi uss yuvak ko aisa laga jaise koi apnapann mil gaya ho. Usne unhe pranaam kiya aur peechhe baith gaya.

Baba ji muskuraate hue logo ko dekhte rahe. Kintu, ye sirf wahi jaante the ki-

Unka asli naam Mohanlal nahi tha.

Unka asli naam tha —

Raman.

Ab aage...

Baat shuru hoti hai tab se jab Veer Harikiran aur uske bete ki sacchaayi ke baare me jaanta bhi nahi tha. Tab jab Veer ko apni maa ke badle ke baare me kuchh bhi nahi pata tha. Tab jab Veer ko system ki praapti bhi nahi hui thi.

Tab, ‘Harikiran Singh’ woh naam tha jo poore gaanv me bhay ka prateek tha. Uski badi si haveli logo me apna darr baitha ke rakhti thi. Poora gaanv jaanta tha ki angrezo ke zamaane se do hi badi haveliya thi jo ab tak itni kathnaiyo ka saamna karne ke bawajood mazboot khadi hui thi.

Ek thi Bijaipur ke Dharam Singh ki haveli, jo Bhavna ke pita ji ki thi. Jinke poorvajo ne angrezo ko humesha apne gaanv me mann-maani karne se rok ke rakha raha.

Aur, ek thi Bijaipur se hi kuchh doori par lage Mayra gaanv ke Harikiran Singh ki haveli, jinke poorvajo ne angrezo se milkar ghoos khaane me koi bhi chaaploosi ka mauka nahi chhora tha.

Kintu, yahi do parivar ant me aapas me bhide aur Bijaipur ke Dharam Singh ki haveli raato raat aag me chhal se bhasm ho gayi. Parivar khatam ho gaya. Siwaaye, unki putri — Bhavna ke, jo ab Bijaipur se jaa chuki thi.

Aur, isliye- ab Bijaipur ki ek haveli ke jaane se, Harikiran ki haveli ka rutba aur bhi badh chuka tha. Satta, taaqat, zameenein, jaydaad, sab kuchh ab tezi se aage badh raha tha. Unnati ho rahi thi. Harikiran ke naam se hi aadmi thar-thar kaanp jaaya karta tha. Harikiran ab kasaayi-khaane jaise gandey vyapaar me bhi apna haath aazmaane laga tha.

Jitna adhik paisa, utna adhik rutba. Jitna adhik rutba, utna adhik logo me darr. Aur, jitna adhik darr, utna hi adhik uska varchasv jo poore gaanv me felte hue ab aas-paas ke gaanvo tak pahuchne laga tha.

Magar, iss darr ke saath-saath andar hi andar Mayra ke log Harikiran ki prataadna se pareshan bhi the. Kintu, majaal thi kisi ki jo unke saamne koi apna muh khol de? Bhale hi gaanv ke log unse darrte the, lekin unke apne hi ghar me ek sadasya aisa bhi tha jo kisi se bhi nahi darrta tha.

Harikiran ka pota, Bhanu pratap aur Vandna ka ekmaatra putra — Dhananjay.

Bachpan se hi use har cheez apne haath me mili thi. Ekmaatra ladka tha toh gharwaalo ne use ladhiya ke bhi rakha hua tha. Na hi woh kisi ko kuchh samajhta tha aur na hi kisi ki baat maanta tha. Padhayi gaanv se hi lage hue ek jile se usne kar li thi.

Ab baap dada ke paas itna paisa tha toh bhala aur padhne ki kya hi zaroorat thi? Yahi sochke usne apna nirnay bana liya tha.

“Oo maayi! Dekh! Ab mein yaha ek pal bhi na ruk saku hu. Manne baahar jaana hai. Sheher me. Baahar ki duniya dekhni hai manne!”

Woh kheejte hue bola. Yaha tak ki usne apne jhola, bag sab taiyaar bhi kar rakha tha.

“Beta nahi! Kya keh rahe ho? Tu phir wahi ratt leke baith gaya?”

Vandna rasoi se baahar aate hue boli. Toh, wahi Harikiran Singh ek khaat par baitha apne pote ko ghoor raha tha. Vandna ke haatho se chai lete hue woh bas abhi apne pote ki baat sunn raha tha.

“Kyu jaana hai tanne sheher?” Iss baar Harikiran ne chai ki chuski lete hue uss se poochha.

“Kyu jaana hai? Dada ji manne baahar ki duniya dekhni hai. Mein yaha gaaye, bakriya, bhains charaane me apni jawani nahi gawana chaahta.”

“Arey toh tanne kaun keh raha hai gaaye, bhains charaane? O sab kaam toh naukar karte hai. Aur, jawani chadh rahi hai toh batao byaah karwa de? Kaun ladki pasand aayi hai?”

“K-Koi nahi! Mujhe abhi byaah nahi karna. Mujhe baahar sheher dekhna hai.”

“Toh aisa hai, saahab-zaade… ki bhaiya ye farmaish toh aise hi poori nahi ho sakti tumhari. Hum tumko sheher jaane de sakte hai par humari bhi ek shart hai.”

Dhananjay ne jab ye baat suni toh uski khushi ka koi thikaana nahi tha. Yahi toh woh chaahta tha.

“S-Sach dada ji? Aap humko sheher jaane doge?”

Vandna asmanjas me Harikiran ko dekhi. “P-Pita ji ye aap-!? Isko baahar jaane nahi de sakte, pita ji!”

Parantu, Harkiran ne Vandna ki orr dekha hi nahi aur na hi use koi jawab diya. Jaise maano woh uske uttar dene ke laayak samaan hi nahi thi. Ulta Dhananjay apni maa ke virodh ko sunn bhadak utha.

“Maayi chup kar! Jab dekho tab tu taang adaati rehti hai meri zindagi me. Manne jaise jeena hai jeene de. Apni farmaish mat thopa kar mere upar. Samajh gayi? Chulha chauka karna tera kaam hai. Yahi teri zindagi hai. Tu ghar par reh ke bartan maanj, jhaadu pochha kar. Mujhe saath me mat lapet. Mein mard hu. Aur, baahar ki serr karna chaahta hu.”

Harikiran apne pote ki mardana harqat se khush tha. Kam se kam uska pota maayi ke pallu me ghus kar uski baat maanane waala pota nahi tha. Haan thoda alhadpann tha usme aur ziddi bhi tha, lekin ghar ka ekmaatra chiraag hone ke naate ye sab baatein nazar-andaaz kar di jaati thi.

“Haan toh bhai, shart yeh hai ki- tum usi sheher aur usi raajya me jaoge jaha hum kahenge. Tum apni mann-marzi ke sheher nahi jaa sakte.”

Dhananjay kuchh derr ek soch me pad gaya. Use sheher jaane mil raha tha. Iss se behtar aur kya ho sakta tha? Bhale hi sheher uske dada ji ki pasand ka hone waala tha, par akhir ek sheher toh sheher hi hota tha!? Chaahe Mumbai jao ya Delhi. Sheher gaanv se toh hatke hi hone waala tha.

Yahi soch woh jhatse raazi ho gaya. Kahi aisa na ho ki uske dada ji apne faisle se muqar jaaye aur uska sapna ek sapna hi bann ke reh jaaye.

“Th-Theek hai, dada ji! Mujhe manzoor hai! K-Kaun sa sheher rahega?”

Aur, yahi se shuruat hui Dhananjay ki ek sheher ko ghoomne ki jo ki tha— Patna. Bihar me sthit ek mukhya sheher.

Harikiran ne Bihar raajya ko isliye chuna tha kyunki, Bihar ek aisa raajya tha jaha gaanv aur sheher dono ka mishran tha. Na hi Dhananjay waha jaa ke ekdum hi paraaya mehsoos karta aur na hi ye kehta ki woh gaanv me hi aa gaya hai. Kyunki, Patna ek bada sheher tha.

Saath hi Bihar dhaarmik roop se aastha se juda hua tha. Waha ke log shehri hone ke saath-saath pooja-paath aur apni sanskriti ko bhi apne dainik jeevan me achhe se dhaale hue the. Toh, Dhananjay ke sheher me bigadne ke asaar aur bhi kam ho chuke the.

Jab Bhanu Pratap Singh ko yeh baat pata chali ki uske pita ji ne uske bete ko Patna bhejne ka faisla kar liya hai toh woh bhi virodh me kooda utha. Lekin, woh jaanta tha ki uske pita ji aevayi kuchh bhi nahi karte the.

Chaahe Manorath Singh ke ghar par phoot daalna ho ya vyavsaay aage badhaana, har jagah hi unke dimag ka istemal hota tha. Aur, parivar tezi se unnati bhi kar raha tha. Isliye, woh bhi ant me maan gaya.

Zaahir hai, Dhananjay ko akela nahi bheja gaya tha. Uske saath ek aadmi bhi gaya tha jo ki Harikiran ka apna aadmi tha aur woh hi Dhananjay ki roz-marra ki zindagi ke baare me use khabar dete rehta tha.

Par, yahi pe aaya woh badlaav jisne poori tarah se sab kuchh badal ke rakh diya.

Raman.

Sheher ko kaafi ghoom lene ke baad, jab Dhananjay bore ho chuka tha tab achanak woh ek din Raman ke sthaan pahucha. Usne dekha ki tamaam janta ek aadmi ka intezar kar rahi thi. Jigyasa-vash woh bhi wahi theher gaya aur jab usne dekha ki koi baba ji baahar aake khaat par baithe hai toh ek pal ke liye woh muh bana ke waha se jaane laga.

Magar, kuchh soch ke woh wahi theher gaya. Aur, logo ki baatein sunane laga. Jaise-jaise woh sunta jaa raha tha. Uske hosh udte jaa rahe the. Dhero log apni samasyaein leke Raman baba ke paas aate aur unse upaay leke, prasad leke waha se chale jaate.

Dhananjay ko laga yeh bhi koi dhongi hi tha jo logo ko moorkh bana raha tha aur isliye usne iss baba ki pol kholne ke baare me thaan liya. Woh aage gaya-

“Baba ji meri bhi ek samasya hai. Upaay bataoge?” Usne haath jodte hue kaha.

“Poochho baccha! Kya samasya hai!?”

“Mein Rajasthan ke Mayra gaanv se hu. Bahut badi haveli hai humari udhar. Sab kuchh hai. Paisa, zameen, jaydaad. Par, mera mann nahi lag raha tha udhar. Mujhe sheher ghoomna tha, isliye yaha aa gaya. Par, yaha aake dekha toh paaya ki yaha bhi kuchh khaas nahi hai. Logo ke paas time hi nahi hai. Gaanv bhi dekh liya. Sheher bhi. Kaha jau? Ab aur kya bacha hai? Kuchh samajh nahi aa raha.”

Usne apna sawaal bina kisi darr ke ekdum spasht baba ji ke saamne rakha. Woh dekhna chaahta tha ki kya waqai me baba ji ke paas koi gyaan tha ya nahi? Ya bas ye bhi koi dhongi tha? Agar, baba ji ne uski iss samasya ka samadhan nikaal diya, toh woh waqai me unhe maan jaayega.

Raman ke kaan idhar Dhananjay ke muh se paisa, haveli, jaydaad, zameenein sunte hi khade ho gaye. Woh jaan chuka tha ki chaara khud chalke ghode ke paas aaya tha.

“Kya naam hai baccha tumhara?”

“J-Ji Dhananjay.”

“Tumhara naam hi Dhananjay hai. Tumhe pata hai iss naam ka matlab?”

Dhananjay ne naa me sarr hilaaya.

“Baccha iss naam ka matlab hota hai dhan ko jeetne waala. Dhan ka vijeta. Aur, vidambana dekho. Tum dhan hi chhor ke yaha aa gaye?”

Raman ne muskuraate hue kaha. Aas-paas ke sabhi log Dhananjay ki samasya me dilchaspi lene lage. Sab ke kaan ab baba Raman ke upaay aur unke updesh ko sunane ke liye bekaraar the.

“P-Par baba ji. Log kehte hai ki naam me kya rakha hai. Toh, phir Dhananjay naam se meri ichha, mera bhavishya thodi pata lag sakta hai, hai na?”

“Beta naam me bahut kuchh rakha hai.”

“Woh kaise baba ji? Zara samjhaiye!”

Dhananjay ne Raman ko aur parakhne ka socha. Aur, usne apna naatak jaari rakha. Uske baad-

“Mein tumhe tumhari gaatha dohraata hu. Tum Mayra me badi haveli me pale badhe, tumhare maa-baap ne woh sab kuchh laa kar tumhare haatho me diya hoga jiski tumne zid kari hogi, tum waha se uub kar sheher ki orr nikle. Lekin, tum ghoom kiske dhan par rahe ho? Apne pita ji ke! Tumne dekha ki sheher toh aur bhi vyast hai. Aur, ab tumhe samajh nahi aa raha ki agar gaanv tumhare laayak nahi tha, sheher tumhe lubha nahi paaya toh akhir kaha jaaya jaaye? Hai na? Isliye tum pareshan ho.”

Dhananjay thoda chaunkte hue baba Raman ko dekha.

“J-Ji!” Usne sarr hilaaya. Magar, abhi bhi Raman ki baato se poornta woh sehmat nahi hua tha.

“Beta iska upaay hai…! Bhakti aur tyaag.”

“Huh?”

“Tumne aaj tak kabhi apne bal boote par kya kiya hai? Kabhi khud se paisa kamaaya hai?”

“Y-Yahi toh nahi chaahta mein baba ji. Mujhe isi moh-maaya se door rehna hai. Aur-”

Jaise hi Raman ne yeh suna toh usne fauran hi apni tarqeeb badal di.

“Toh kisne kaha ki paisa kamaana hi jeevan ka uddeshya hai?”

“Huh?”

“Kya kabhi tumne apne aap se apna bhojan banaya hai? Kabhi khud ke ghar me reh ke kaam kiya hai? Chalo woh sab chhoro! 24 ghanto me kya tumne kabhi bhi 24 second ke liye bhagwan ka naman kiya?”

“N-Nahi!”

Raman muskuraya. “Bas isliye tum moh-maaya me phasey hue ho.”

“K-Kya bhagwan hote hai, baba ji? M-Mein nahi maanta. Maine kabhi nahi maana. Agar, bhagwan hote- toh itni buri-buri cheezein kyu ghatit ho rahi hoti? Kehte hai ki kann-kann me bhagwan hote hai. Kya ye sahi hai? Bataiye!”

“Haan! Bilkul! Kann-kann me bhagwan hai. Ye srishti unki hi toh rachna hai. Har ek kann unki rachna hai.”

Jab Raman ke muh se itna nikla toh Dhananjay mann hi mann muskuraya.

‘Ab phasa tu mere jaal me, baba! Abhi teri pol kholta hu ruk!’

Aur, phir usne ek aisa sawaal kar diya jise sunn waha ke log hairaan reh gaye.

“Toh agar bhagwan kann-kann me hai. Toh kya naali, sharaab, maans, madira, inme bhi bhagwan hai baba?”

Log bhauchakke reh gaye. Kuchh muskura rahe the ye dekh ke ki ab shayad baba ji se unhe muft me koi bahut bada gyaan milne waala hai. Toh kuchh asmanjas me the ki kya baba ji iska uttar de bhi paayenge ya nahi?

“Tumne bahut seedha aur teekha prashna poochha hai, baccha. Hahaha!” Raman hasa.

Lekin, Dhananjay ke iss teekhe prashn se ab janta aur bhi dilchaspi dikhaane lagi thi. Ve sab bhi yeh jaanana chaahte the. Dekhna chaahte the ki ab baba ji kis tarah se itne kathin sawaal ke uttar denge. Aas-paas se guzar rahe log bhi ab apni-apni jagah bana kar khade hone lage. Kintu, Raman jaise pehle se hi taiyaar tha. Aur, uske baad usne bolna shuru kiya-

“Iska uttar do starro par hai, baccha! Pehla advait darshan ke anusaar — haan! Sidhaant roop me waha bhi ishwar hai. Par, dhyaan do baccha. Utpatti aur vartman me hona, dono alag baatein hai.”

“??”

“Jaise bijli har machine ko chalaati hai. TV, pankha, fridge… Lekin, wahi bijli unn machino ko bhi chalaati hai jo kasaayi khaane me lagi rehti hai. Janvaro ko maarna. Pedo ko kaatna. Parmanu banaane ke yantro me bhi bijli ka istemal hota hai. Toh kya tum bijli ko dosh doge? Nahi! Kyunki, bijli sirf urja hai. Galat upyog karne waala zimmedar hai. Waise hi har kann-kann se sab kuchh bana hai. Lekin, ye naali, jaanvar ka maans, sharaab, ye sab kiski utpatti hai? Insaani dimaag ki.”

Jab logo ne uttar suna toh ve sab sann reh gaye. Yaha tak ki Dhananjay ke badan par bhi roye khade ho gaye. Usne aaj tak itna gyaani purush apne saamne nahi dekha tha.

“A-Aur, dusra starr kya hai, baba ji?”

“Dusra starr, bhakti aur naitik drishtikonn se — Nahi! Waha bhagwan ki upasthiti nahi maani jaati.”

“K-Kya? Par, abhi toh aapne kaha ki-”

“Uttar poora suno baccha. Naali, daaru, paap, apraadh — Ye sab taamsik pravattiyaan hai, jo agyaan, moh aur maaya se bhari hui hai. Bhagwan waha tab tak nahi prakat hote, jab tak satv yaani ki shuddhata, shraddha, prem aur vivek na ho.”

“Huh?”

“Jaise ganga maiya ki dhaara kahi koode me beh jaaye, toh kya wo ab bhi poojya hai? Tatvat : Haan! Lekin, vyavhaarat : Nahi! — Kyunki, woh ab apavitra ho chuki hai.”

Dhananjay ka badan kaanp utha. Waha maujood log apne phone me recording on karte hue baba ke gyaan ko qaid karne ki koshish karne lage. Badi bhaari bheed jama ho chuki thi.

“Dhoop soorya se aati hai, par agar tumne apne kamre ki khidki band kar li, toh kya soorya doshi hai ki tumhare kamre me andhera hai? Nahi! Wahi ishwar, wahi prakash — tumhare bheetar bhi hai, par darwaza band hai. Saral shabdo me — Ishwar har jagah hai baccha, par har jagah prakat nahi hai.”

“Ahhh!” Dhananjay ko aaj apne sabse bade sawaal ka uttar mil chuka tha.

“Burayi, naali, paap, daaru jaisi cheezon me ishwar ka beej toh ho sakta hai, par waha maaya aur agyaan ne use dhak diya hai. Ishwar ka anubhav wahi hota hai jaha prem, gyaan, satkarm aur nishtha ho. Kuchh samjhe baccha?”

“Babaaaa jiiii!!”

Dhananjay pehli baar kisi ki baat se itna aakarshit hua tha. Woh haath jod utha aur Baba Raman ke perro par gir pada.

“Mujhe maaf kar dijiye, baba ji! Mein- Mein moorkh aapki pareeksha lena chaah raha tha. Par, mujhe nahi pata tha ki mere saamne swayam sakshaat siddh baba baithe hai. Mujhe apna shishya bana lijiye-! Mujhe apna shishya bana lijiye baba ji!”

Uske itne bade sawaal ka uttar baba ji ne chutkiyo me de diya tha. Toh kya ve uski aur samasyao ka hal nahi nikaal sakte the? Use poora yakeen tha ki baba ji ke zariye hi ab uske jeevan ka uddhaar ho sakta tha.

Lekin, woh nahi jaanta tha ki Raman ne ye sab prashn ke jawab pehle se hi ratt rakhe the. Itne varsho me usne kayi siddh guruo se bhaint ki thi. Usne ye gyaan wahi se churaaya tha. Farq, bas itna tha ki agar siddh guru log bina kisi maang ke logo ka maarg-darshan kar rahe the, toh usi ki aadh me Raman jaise log logo ki aastha se khel ke unke saath dhong kar rahe the.

Aur, isi jhaanse me phaste hue-

Dhananjay Raman ke paas theher ke unki seva me lag gaya. Usne unke bol ke anusaar apna maqsad tay kar liya tha — Bhakti aur Tyaag!

Aur, theek usi raat, jab sab so chuke the, Raman ke chhote se kamre me derr raat ko kisi ne dastak di.

“Pranam guru ji!”

“Aa gaye Ranjeet?”

“Ji guru ji!”

“Kya hua bhai? Uss Kanpur waale ka?”

“13 lakh nikalwa liya hu. Abhi ghar ki aur sampatti baaki hai. Sasuri uu bhi jaldi aa hi jaayegi.”

“Hahahaha! Sabbaas! Aur, tumhare liye naya bakra khud chal ke aa chuka hai.”

“Konu bakra?”

“Hai ek! *smiles* Aaj hi aaya tha sthaan par. Humara shishya banana chaahta hai. Mayra gaanv me bahut badi haveli hai, paisa hai, dher saari zameenein aur jaydaad hai. Lagta hai kisi dhanvan vyakti ki aulad hai. Iski saari khabar iske gaanv se leke rakho, Ranjeet. Agla shikaar yahi hai.”

“Ji guru ji! W-Waise-! Thoda rokda mil jaata toh-”

“Kitna chahiye?”

“Kareeban dui lakh toh laagi sasuri Kanpur waale me! Uu kaa hai na, hua ka sampatti haasil karne me thoda ghoos lagega hi lagega. Sasuri khopadiya pe baar-baar ghoda taan ke kaam nahi ho sakat. UP ka chhetra me police sakht hai thoda. Kabhi-kabhi dimag se chalna padat hai!”

Raman haami bhar utha. Apne kamre ke andar gaya. Ekdum jhopad patti waala kaccha makaan tha. Yaha tak ki zameen bhi kacchi thi. Usne zameen ke neeche ek gaddhe me se ek kapda nikaala jisme dher saare noto ki gaddiya rakhi hui thi aur usme se teen gaddi laa kar Ranjeet ko saunp di. Wapas se gaddhe me kapde ki potli ko daal usne uski upar ret aur mitti daal ke uske upar ek paani ka ghadha rakh diya.

“Ye lo! 3 lakh hai. Kaam daba ke karna.”

“Aaj tak konu kaam bigaada hai kya guru ji? Fiqar naahi karo. Sab ho jaayega.”

Kehte hue woh waha se nikal gaya. Beetein dino me usne Mayra gaanv se Dhananjay ki saari jankaari nikalwa li thi. Toh wahi, din-ba-din Dhananjay bhakti aur tyaag ke maarg par agrasar badhta jaa raha tha. Use apne naye jeevan ka uddeshya mil chuka tha. Uski dosti wahi ke aur bhi shishyo se ho chuki thi.

Jab yeh baat uske ghar me Harikiran aur Bhanu Pratap Singh ko pata chali toh Bhanu Pratap swayam hi Raman ke sthaan aa par pahucha.

“Guru ji agar aise hi aap mere bete ko patti padhaate rahe toh ye toh ghar-baar tyaag dega. Fir, humara kya hoga?”

Aaya toh Bhanu Pratap Singh krodh me tha, magar Dhananjay ki hi tarah Raman ne use bhi apne shabdo se mantra-mugdh kar diya.

“Ghabrao nahi baccha! Hum jaante hai ki tum pareshan ho. Aur, hum ise yaha humesha nahi rakhenge. 2-4 saal ise yaha rehne do. Waise bhi iske baad tum iss se kheti-baadi hi karwaoge. Aisa samajh lo ki inn kuchh saalo ke liye tumne apne bacche ko gurukul me padhne bheja hai. Fir, mein maarg-darshan jab punah karunga iska… Toh, yeh swayam tumhare paas laut aayega. Aur, iski chinta karne ki zaroorat nahi. Ye meri nigrani me hai.”

Apni chikni chupdi baato se Raman Bhanu Pratap ko raazi karne me qamyab ho chuka tha. Dhananjay toh jaise apne ghar ke baare me sab kuchh bhool chuka tha. Uski nayi zindagi shuru ho chuki thi.

Dekhte hi dekhte 2 saal guzar gaye. Dhananjay Raman ka poora bhakt bann chuka tha. Aur, tabhi ek aisi ghatna hui jiske baare me Ranjeet se leke Raman aur Mayra gaanv ke log, sabhi ko yeh pata chali, siwaaye Dhananjay ke.

Aur, woh thi-

Veer dwara Harikiran Singh aur Bhanu Pratap Singh ka khaatma. Jaha usne unki hi haveli ke baahar kue me dono ko zinda jala diya tha. Ranjeet ka ek aadmi wahi Mayra me hi sthit tha. Ranjeet ne jab yeh baat Raman ko bataayi toh uss raat woh unke kamre me hi tha-

“Guru ji-! Pata nahi kaisan ba- magar… Sasuri uu aapke Dhananjay naam ke chele ka baap-dada ka hatya ho gaya!”

“K-Kaise?”

“Pata nahi! Koi naujavan aaya. Aur, dono ko maut ke muh me utaar gaya. Kehat ba ki- badla liya hu apni maayi ka!”

“Toh tumhe pata hi hona chahiye ki kya karna hai ab *smiles* Hai na?”

“Hahaha! Ab sab hum pe chhor do guru ji! Na sirf ab hum uu ka haveli jhaptega, uu ki saari zameenein, jaydaad, paisa sab hadpunga! Tabhi ee Ranjeet ko chenn milega. Sasuri bahut intejar kiya hai ee mayra waale ka-!”

Usne itna kaha hi tha ki tabhi-

*Thud*

Achanak baahar ek laathi ke girne ki awaaz aayi. Dhananjay, jo guru ji ko kuchh dikhaane aaya tha usne baahar reh ke sab sunn liya tha. Apne baap-dada ki maut ke baare me… Sab kuchh. Use apne kaano par vishvas nahi ho raha tha. Woh bhaaga.

*huff* *huff*

Uska dil zoro se dhadak raha tha.

“Pakad! Abey pakad use! Madarchod sab sunn liya usne! Bhaag jaldi Ranjeet! Pakad saale ko!”

“Iski maayi ke-!!”

Ranjeet bhi ghabraate hue utha. Waise hi derr raat ka samay tha. Aur, upar se Raman ka sthaan hi chehel-pehel se door tha. Dhananjay bhaybheet hue bhaaga. Uski saansein tez thi.

“Pakad saale ko! Pakad! Pakad bey Satbeer-!!!”

Raaste me bhaagte hue Ranjeet chillaaya. Uske aur aadmi jo jaage hue the wo sab bhi Dhananjay ke peechhe bhaagne lage. Ranjeet jaanta tha ki agar ye ladka bhaag nikla, toh unka bhaanda poora ka poora phoot jaayega. Sab ke sab pakde jaayenge.

*huff* *huff*

“M-Maayi-! *sniff* Pita ji-! *sniff* Dada ji-!”

*huff* *huff*

“Pakad! Pakad saale ko!!! Daboch usko! Satbeer ulti side se-!”

Dhananjay bhaagte-bhaagte achanak hi apne sthaan ke paas pahuch raha tha. Agar, bas kuchh samay aur use mil jaaye toh woh waha pahuch ke halla kar ke apne baaki sadasyo ko utha sakta tha.

“B-Bachaaaaoooo!”

Woh chillaaya. Taaki, uski awaaz door tak pahuch sake. Magar, shayad yahi uski sabse badi galti thi kyunki-

“B-Bachaaaaaoooo!”

*Bang*

*Bang*

*Bang*

Achanak goliyaan chalne ki teen baar awaaz aayi aur Dhananjay neeche zameen par gir pada. Teen me se do goliyaan uski peeth ko cheer ke andar dhans chuki thi. Lahu-luhaan hote hue woh sadak par dala raha.

Ranjeet aur baaki daudate hue Dhananjay ke paas aa kar ruke. Dhananjay ukhdi-ukhdi saansein lete hue reng raha tha. Aur, tabhi-

*Bang*

*Bang*

“A-Aapne ise maar kyu diya?” Satbeer ne ghabraate hue poochha.

“Madarchodo! Saale ki laash ko thikaane lagao jaldi! Isko toh marrna hi tha. Sasuri raaz jo jaan gaya tha. Chalo! Jaldi! Jaldi! Jaldi!”

Ranjeet jaanta tha ki Dhananjay ke baap-dada pehle hi swarg sidhaar chuke the. Toh, aise me ab use rokne waala koi na tha.

Dhananjay ka ant ho chuka tha. Dukhad. Par, yahi uska ant tha. Ek hi din me, parivar ke teeno mard maar diye gaye the. Vandna udhar gaanv me jo yeh maan ke chal rahi thi ki ab uska beta hi uska akhiri sahaara tha. Woh uski talaash me Patna Raman ke sthaan tak aa pahuchi thi.

Magar, ab ise uski badqismati kahe ya fir kuchh aur-

Uska saamna Raman ke sthaan par seedhe Ranjeet se ho gaya. Woh apna dukhda use sunaati rahi aur Ranjeet use behla ke Dhananjay se milaane ke bahaane se le gaya aur use bandhi bana liya.

*Chataaaaak*

“Ahhhh!”

Ek chaata aa kar Vandna ko uske chehre par pada.

“Chal! Ab tu hi hua Mayra ka saari jameen dilwayegi. Saara paisa tu hi nikalwayegi. Chal!”

“M-Mera beta-! Mera beta!!!”

“Hahahaha! Tuhaar bitua humaare qabze me hai, samajh gayi. Hehehe! Meri pyaari maayi. Chal! Chal chal ke ab apne ee lalla ko saari sampatti dikha. Chal!”

Ranjeet use bandhi bana ke gaanv wapas laaya. Apne bete ki jaan ko khatre me daalne ke darr se Vandna apna muh band kiye sab kuchh bataati chali gayi. Magar, woh bechari ye jaanti tak nahi thi ki uska laadla toh usi din marr gaya tha jis din uska pati aur sasur marey the.

Kayi maheene guzar gaye, lekin inn mahino me Ranjeet poori shiddat se wasooli aur jankari ikhatti karne me laga hua tha. Usne kayi zameenein hadap li thi. Usne kayi saari jaydaad apne naam karwa li thi. Usne kaafi dhan, sona, jawaharat apne qabze me kar liye the.

Gaanv ke logo me apne aadmi bhej ke usne sab pata lagwa liya tha ki uss raat yaha kya hua tha. Harikiran akhir mara kaise tha. Aur, kaafi hadd tak use ye pata lag chuka tha ki koi naujavan tha.

Magar, gaanv ke log Veer ka naam bataane se peechhe hat chuke the. Veer ne unke upar upkaar kiya tha. Gaanv waalo ki ekta iss paksh me bahut mazboot thi. Ranjeet bhi shaatir tha. Woh jaanta tha ki aise zabardasti jankaari ko nahi nikalwaya jaa sakta tha.

‘Sasuri konu aur dimaag lagana padega ee game me!’

Par, jab woh soch hi raha tha ki kaise Veer ke baare me jankari ikhatti ki jaaye tabhi achanak-

*Ring* *Ring*

Uska phone baj utha. Usne dekha ki call Mumbai, Maharashtra se aa raha tha. Koi unknown number. Usne call uthaaya.

“Hello?”

“Ranjeet! Kyu hai na? Yahi naam hai na?”

“Haan! Tu kaun bol raha hai?”

“Woh jaanane ki zaroorat nahi hai tumhe. Bas itna jaan lo ki Harkiran Singh aur Bhanu Pratap Singh ko Veer ne maara tha.”

“H-Huh? K-Kaun hai bey tu?”

“Maine kaha na! Tumhe ye jaanane ki zaroorat nahi. Veer Mumbai se hai. Ek businessman. Ek naujavan jiski talash me tum ho. Yaha tak ki uski ek badi si hotel bhi hai. Bahut raees hai woh. *smiles* Bahut paisa hai uske paas.”

“Maayi ke chode wrong number hai saale. Hatt teri behan ki-”

Ranjeet ne dimag se qadam uthaaya. Usne apne laundo ko aas-paas ka jayza lene bheja. Kahi aisa toh nahi ki ye call police dwara karwaya jaa raha tha taaki woh haami bhar unko saboot dede ki wahi inn sab ke peechhe tha?

“Funny ho tum. Lekin, mujhe jo batana tha maine bata diya. Have fun!”

Aur, call cut ho gaya.

“H-Hello!? Hello?”

Magar, koi jawab nahi aaya.

“Iski maayi ki choot.”

Use pata chala ki sab kuchh clear tha. Aas-paas koi bhi police nahi thi. 'Veer' naam aur uska raees hone ke baare me sunte hi uske mann me laalach jaag chuka tha. Akhir, tha toh Veer ek naujavan hi.

Kya hoga agar, woh iss Dhananjay ko lootne ke saath-saath uss Veer ko bhi loot le? Uske dimag ki ghanti baji. Uska dimag bahut tezi se dauda.

“Hahahahahahaha!”

Woh zor-zor se hassne laga. Usne Vandna ko dekha.

“Kyu re maayi? Tujhe badla lena tha na? Uu Veer se? Haan? Wahi Veer hi hai jisne tere pati aur sasur ko maara tha. Hahahaha!”

Vandna ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. Beshaq, woh Veer ko nahi jaanti thi. Lekin, gaanv waalo ki baato se, aur idhar-udhar ki suni sunaayi baato se use iska andaza lag chuka tha ki uske pati aur sasur ko maarne waala Manorath Singh ke parivar ke kul ka ek vaaris tha — Veer Singh.

Woh kabhi Manorath ke ghar nahi gayi thi. Jitni baatein woh uss ghar ke baare me sunti thi, woh Harikiran ya Bhanu Pratap ke muh se hi suna karti thi. Zaahir hai, ve dono humesha teekhein shabd hi bolte the uss ghar ke liye.

Aur, isliye Vandna ke mann me Manorath ke parivar ko leke koi aadar nahi tha.

Parantu, woh yeh nahi jaanti thi ki uske pati aur sasur ko maara kyu gaya tha. Woh abhi bhi uss dard se tadap rahi thi. Upar se uska apna beta jo ki bandhi bana hua tha. Aur, ab ye naya ladka… Ranjeet, jo keh raha tha ki woh badla lega?

Kaise?

Uski kuchh samajh nahi aa raha tha aur isliye-

Jab ek din Ranjeet aur uske aadmi uski haveli me so rahe the. Aur, Mumbai jaa kar badi machhli phasaane ki tarqeeb bana rahe the tab woh waha se bhaag nikli. Bijaipur ki orr…!

Use sach jaanana tha. Bijaipur me hi use koi mil sakta tha. Jo use sach bata sakta tha. Woh apna muh chhipaate hue dar-dar bhatakti rahi ki kahi se koi use aisa mil jaaye jo Manorath ke parivar ke baare me sab kuchh use bata sake.

Woh dukaano me jaa ke logo se poochhti, khet me kaam kar rahe kisaano se poochhti, kue se paani bhar rahi mahilao se poochhti.

“S-Suniye! Aap Bijaipur ki haveli ke parivar ko jaante hai kya? Y-Ya Manorath ji ke parivar ko?”

Lekin, use sandigdh samajhte hue log use kuchh bhi bataane se mana kar dete. Jab ek baar-

“H-Huh? K-Kya kaha aapne didi? Bijaipur ki haveli ke log? M-Manorath ji ka parivar? A-Aap Veer sarkar ke parivar ki baat kar rahi ho kya? Bhavna didi?”

Sunte hi Vandna ka badan kaanp utha. Woh bas ahista se haami bhari. Uska chehra abhi bhi poora dhaka hua tha.

“Are toh pehle batana tha na! Chaliye mere saath. Kaaki se zyada koi nahi jaanta iss baare me. Balki, Veer sarkar ka kya… Jiske parivar ke baare me poochhna ho kaaki ko sab kuchh gyaat hai. Yaha tak ki Mayra ki haveli ke parivar ke baare me bhi bata dengi woh hahahaha!”

Vandna ka badan sihar utha. Mayra ki haveli ka parivar? Ye toh uska apna parivar tha. K-Kaise? Woh apne muh par bandha kapda adjust karte hue ek kacche makaan ki taraf pahuchi. Ye ladki use yahi laayi thi.

“Jaiye andar. Kaaki andar hi hongi! Jaiye! Arey jaiye! Sharmaiye mat. Kaaki bura nahi maanengi.”

Sarr hilaate hue Vandna andar daakhil hui. Saamne mitti ke chulhe par ek budhi aurat rotiyaan sek rahi thi jab use kisi ke aane ki aahat hui. Woh palti toh usne dekha ki koi anjaan mahila apna muh chhipaaye dehleez par khadi hui thi.

“K-Kaun?”

Bina kuchh kahe, Vandna ne apne chehre se kapda hata diya. Uski saansein tez thi. Ranjeet ke aadmiyo dwara pakde jaana ka darr bhi use sata raha tha. Woh bhaag kar jo aayi thi.

“Vandna? K-Kya yeh tum ho?”

Jab uss budhi aurat ne uska naam liya toh Vandna ki rooh kaanp gayi. Woh iss aurat se apne jeevan me pehle kabhi nahi mili thi. Fir, akhir yeh mahila use kaise jaanti thi?

“A-Aap mujhe kaise jaanti hai? K-Kaun hai aap kaaki!?”

Budhi aurat muskurayi aur usne apne haatho me liya chameeta wahi neeche zameen par rakha. Aur, khade hote hue boli.

“Mein… Abhilasha.”

“Huh??”

Abhilasha. Wahi Abhilasha jo Bhavna ki sevika thi. Veer ke parivar ki sevika. Jiske iss kacche makaan me uss raat Veer, Bhavna, Shweta, Kavya, aur baakiyo ke sang thehra tha. Jaha Bhavna ne apne ateet ki gaatha sunaayi thi.

Vandna bhauchakki si use ghoor rahi thi. Abhilasha? Kaun Abhilasha? Woh kisi Abhilasha ko nahi jaanti thi. Fir, yeh aurat use kaise jaanti thi? Kya isliye ki woh Mayra ki haveli ki sethani thi isliye log use jaante the? Haan, yahi kaaran raha hoga. Lekin, Abhilasha ke agle bol ne uski saari soch ko mitti me mila ke rakh diya.

“Mujhe pata tha ki tum yaha ek na ek din aaogi hi aaogi. Kaho! Kya jaanane aayi ho?”

Vandna ka shareer jhatka kha ke reh gaya.

“K-Kya matlab? M-Mein-”

“Bas apne sawaal rakho bitiya!”

Vandna ne khud ke mann ko shaant kar ek gehri saans li, woh nidar hoke, thoda krodh me Abhilasha ki orr dekhi aur poochhi.

“Agar, aap mujhe jaanti hai, toh yeh bhi jaanti hongi ki mein Mayra ki haveli ki sethani hu.”

“Hu ya thi?”

Abhilasha ke sawaal par Vandna ka badan ek baar phir thitak utha. Woh kaanpi. Beshaq, ab woh kahi ki bhi sethani nahi thi. Balki, uski khud ki aur uske bete ki jaan khatre me thi. Usne gusse me apne daant meese.

“Agar aapko yeh pata hi hai, toh yeh bhi pata hoga ki Veer naam ke ladke ne mujhse mera parivar chheen liya! Mere pati ko, mere sasur ji ko- Unhe… Unhe zinda kue me jala diya gaya! Aur, log tamasha dekhte rahe. *sniff* Bhale hi mujhe uss parivar se bahut sneh nahi mila. Lekin, mera parivar tha woh! Kyuuu? Kaun hai Veer? Kaha hai iss Manorath ka parivar? Badla lena chaahti hu mein!!!”

Abhilasha mand-mand muskurayi. Jaise woh jaanti thi ki yeh hona hi tha.

“Kya tumhe nahi pata ki tumhare pati aur sasur ki hatya kyu kari gayi?”

Vandna ki uss prashn par aankhein chaudi ho gayi.

“Toh suno! Mein sab bataati hu tumhe-!”

Uske baad Abhilasha ne woh sab bataaya jo use Suman se pata chala tha. Kaise Harikiran aur Bhanu Pratap Singh ne Karunesh ke saath saazish rach ke Bhavna ke saath ghinauna khel khela tha. Kaise use ghar se baahar nikalwaya gaya tha aur kaise woh uski santaan ko maarne ke chakkar me the, kaise itne beetein varsho me unhone Manorath ke parivar ko deemak ki tarah kha ke use andar se khokhla karna shuru kiya.

Sab kuchh Abhilasha bataati chali gayi. Aur, jaise-jaise Vandna ye sunti gayi, uske badan ke harr ek roye khade hote chale gaye. Aankhon se aasu behna shuru ho gaye.

“Y-Yeh jhooth hai!”

“Yahi satya hai bitiya! Lekin, tumhare parivar ke patan ka kaaran sirf yahi nahi hai. Ek kaaran aur bhi hai. Aur, woh… mukhya kaaran hai.”

Mukhya kaaran? Iss se bada kaaran aur kya ho sakta tha? Woh aankhein phaadi Abhilasha ko ghoorti rahi.

“KYUNKI TUM-”

Achanak hi Abhilasha ki awaaz bhayanak roop se oonchi ho gayi. Vandna ke badan me ek sihran daud gayi. Aur, agle hi kshan Abhilasha ne ek sabse bada raaz uske saamne ujaagar kiya.

“KYUNKI TUM- PARIJAAT KI AURAT HO!!!”

*Boom*

Maano ek adrishya visfot hua Vandna ke mann me. Uska badan kaanp utha. Parijaat ke baare me kaun nahi jaanta tha? Parijaat ka itihaas wo tha jo dono gaanvo me fela hua tha. Uski apni ek kahani thi. Uski apni ek gaatha thi. Woh kahani hi aisi thi jise koi bhula nahi sakta tha. Bhale hi Parijaat ki aurton ka astitva keval aur keval Bijaipur ki haveli tak hi seemit tha. Magar, iski katha dur-dur tak prachilit thi.

Aur, Mayra ka gaanv bhi koi apvaad nahi tha. Vandna ne Parijaat ke kisse sune the. Woh iss shabd se parichit thi. Lekin, uska Parijaat ki aurat hona? Sunte hi woh apne ghutno par gir padi. Aur, tabhi Abhilasha ki awaaz narm pad gayi.

“Yahi satya hai bitiya.”

Vandna ne apne aansu se bhare chehre ko upar kar Abhilasha ko dekha. Pata nahi kyu, par iss aurat se use apne liye atyadhik prem mehsoos ho raha tha.

“K-Kya mein aapki beti hu? N-Nahi! Mere mata-pita toh guzar chuke hai. M-Mere pita ji toh- woh toh bahut bade zameendar the. Unhone hi meri shadi Singh parivar me karwayi thi. Phir, aapko dekh ke aisa kyu lagta hai ki-”

“Nahi! Tum meri beti nahi!”

Vandna ne ek raahat ki saans li. Woh itne saare jhatko ke liye taiyaar nahi thi. Lekin, yeh uski galat-fehmi thi agar woh yeh soch rahi thi ki jhatke yahi samaapt hone waale the.

“Lekin, tumhare guzar chuke mata-pita bhi tumhara asli parivar nahi.”

“Ahhh!??”

Vandna ki aankhon se aasu bahe. Woh apna muh khole bhaybheet hoke Abhilasha ko ghoori. Ab uske ghutne bhi kaanpne lage the.

“Y-Yeh jhooth hai! Sab jhooth bol rahi ho aap! Mujhe achhe se yaad hai! Maine apna bachpan guzaara hai. Wahi mere maa-baap-”

“Unhone tumhe goad liya tha.”

“Huh!!!”

Vandna ko jhatke par jhatke lagne ab shuru ho chuke the.

“N-Nahi! Aap jhooth bol rahi hai! Aapko bhala ye sab kaise pata ho sakta hai?”

Woh gusse se ab haanf rahi thi.

“Kyunki, tum- tum meri behan ki bacchi ho, Vandna!”

Ek aur visfot Vandna ke mann me hua.

“Tum meri badi behan ki bitiya ho.”

“Jhooth! Jhooth bol rahi hai aap! Mere pita ji zameendar the. Maine apna bachpan unke saath guzara hai!”

“Tumne sahi kaha. Magar, tum kaafi chhoti thi jab unhone tumhe goad liya tha.”

“Jhoooothh! Kyuuu? *sniff* E-Ek zameendar bhala… bhala Parijaat ki aurat ki beti ko goad kyu lenge? Ye jaante hue ki Parijaat ki aurtein Bijaipur ki haveli ke waariso ki rakhelein thi???”

Woh zor se garji. Isme koi shaq nahi tha ki Parijaat ki aurtein Bijaipur ki badi haveli me Singh parivar ki daasiya thi. Toh, phir ek jaana-maana zameendar aisi bacchi ko goad kyu lega?

“Kyunki, unhe apna rinn chukaana tha.”

“Huh?”

“Poorv me Parijaat ki aurton ne tumhare goad lene waale mata-pita ki behad madad ki thi. Isliye, zameendar ji ne vachan diya tha ki ve Parijaat ki aurton me se kisi ek ki santaan ko khud paalenge, aur uska kanya-daan karenge. Ye Parijaat ke liye bhi saubhagya ki baat thi. Aur, isliye… Unhone phir tumhe goad liya tha.”

Vandna ke aansu jhar-jhar kar uski aankhon se behte chale gaye.

“T-Toh kaun? Kaun hai mere asli mata-pita? *sniff* Bataiye!”

“Meri badi behan hi tumhari maa thi bitiya. Aur, tumhare pita ek kisaan the. Renuka, meri jijji. Badi behan. Aur, tumhare pita — Santosh.”

“K-Kaha hai? Kaha hai ab wo? *sniff* Boliye!”

Par, Vandna ke sawaal par Abhilasha bas maayus ho kar muskurayi. Aur, Vandna samajh gayi. Uske aansu aur zor-zor se behne lage.

“Kyuuuuu? Kyu ye sab hone diya aapne? *sniff* K-Kyu??”

“Kyunki, yahi tumhara uddeshya tha bitiya.”

“K-Kya matlab?”

“Tumhara bhavishya usi kshan nirdharit ho gaya tha jis samay tumhara naam Parijaat se juda tha. Jis waqt tumne janm liya, usi kshan tum Bhavna maalkin ke Singh parivar ki daasi bann chuki thi. Ab mein tumhe Parijaat ka woh sach sunaane jaa rahi hu jiske baare me har koi itna vistaar se nahi jaanta. Toh suno, bitiya. Dhyaan se suno!”

Abhilasha ne phir ek gehri saans lete hue bolna shuru kiya.

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Varsho puraani baat hai. Woh samay jab Bijaipur ki haveli ki neev rakhe bas kuchh hi varsh beete the. Iss samay Mayra ki haveli astitva me hi nahi thi. Jab Bhavna ke pita ji, Dharam Singh ke poorvaj Bijaipur ki haveli ke maalik the. Gaanv ki ekmaatra badi haveli hone ke naate sabhi uss ghar ke logo ki izzat kiya karte the.

Haveli ke aangan me lagbhag har roz ek baithak lagti thi. Gaanv ke kuchh bade log aapas me baith ke tamaam vishayo par charcha kiya karte the. Chaahe gaanv ke vikaas ko lekar koi baat ho ya angrezo ki badhti ghus-paith ki charcha. Sab wahi aangan ki baithak me hi hota tha.

Panchayat se zyada musibato ke hal haveli ki baithak me nikalte the. Par, isi ke saath baithak me aur bhi anya mehmano ka aagman hota tha. Koi dusre sheher se aaya prasiddh naatak-kar unhe apna naatak dikha ke unka manoranjan karta tha, toh koi nritya-kar aake apne nritya se unka mann mohta tha.

Baithak ek Raja ke darbar ki baithak ke samaan lagne lagi thi. Roz shaam ko poore gaanv me iss baat ko lekar utsaah fel jaata tha ki badi haveli me baithak lagne waali hai. Poore gaanv waale bas isi aasha me rehte the ki aaj kaun se mehmano ka aagman hoga? Aaj kya charcha hogi? Uss waqt TV nahi hua karta tha. Toh, baithak hi woh zariya thi jis se aam aadmi apna samay kaat ke manoranjan karta tha.

Aaye din log haveli ke ghar ke logo ko prasann karne ki koshish me lage rehte the. Aaye din unki seva karte. Aur, seva ki jab baat aati thi toh unme aurtein bhi shaamil hoti thi.

Kintu, tab seva sirf aur sirf ghar ke kaamo ke liye ki jaati thi. Shareerik taur par koi bhi stree haveli ke mardo se sambandh nahi banaati thi. Itni maryaada sab me thi.

Aur, inhi sevikao ka ek bahut hi prakhyaat samooh tha. Sabhi aurtein behad hi khubsurat thi. Ve sab dur ek gaanv se Bijaipur me rehne aayi thi. Sabhi ki sabhi anaath thi aur ek aashram me pali-badhi thi.

“Maine suna hai aapki iss haveli ne angrezo ki pratadna se har baar gaanv waalo ko bachaya hai. Kya yeh sach hai, Sarkar?”

Unke samooh ki woh sabse anubhavi thi aur unke sangathan ke saare nirnay wahi leti thi. Haveli ke maalik muskuraye aur poochhe.

“Kya naam hai aapka?”

“Mein Parineeti, Sarkar!”

“Aur, mein Baldev Singh. Ji haan! Aapne theek suna hai. Mein iss baat ki zamanat toh nahi le sakta ki mera gaanv angrezo se mukt hai. Lekin, unke dushkarmo ke prabhav ko kam karne me zaroor Bijaipur humesha se hi agrasar raha hai aur aage bhi rahega. Hum ladaayi se nahi, dimag se unhe santulan me rakhte hai.”

Parineeti muskurayi. Use bas yahi sunana tha. Woh yaha aayi hi isliye thi taaki uske gaanv me angrezo ke badhte atyachar se wo aur uska sangathan bach sake.

“Toh aaj se yeh Parineeti aur uska yeh chhota sa samooh aapke kul ki seva me apne aap ko samarpit karna chaahta hai, Sarkar.”

“Huh?” Baldev Singh achraj me use dekhe.

Zahir hai, Parineeti ka ‘seva’ se matlab tha ghar-baar ki seva. Na ki koi shareerik roop se yaun sambandh.

“Iski koi zaroorat nahi hai. Aap sabhi ke rehne ka intezam ho jaayega. Aap fiqr mat kariye.”

Lekin, Parineeti apne faisle par adig thi. Kyunki, use aur bhi maang rakhni thi.

“Meri ek aur farmaish hai Sarkar aapse. Seva toh hum sab karenge hi… Lekin, mera samooh kaafi bada hai. Agar, gaanv me inn sabhi ko inke hisaab ka koi kaarya mil sake, toh bahut bada upkaar hoga.”

“Hmm!” Baldev Singh ne haami bhari. “Ho jaayega. Kya ye sab nipud hai?”

“Beshaq, Sarkar! Meri adhiktar saheliyaan har tarah ke kaamo me nipud hai. Kisaani se leke rasoi se leke sangeet tak. Sabhi ki apni-apni visheshtaaye hai. Maine inn sabhi par bahut dhyaan diya hai.”

“Aap befiqr rahiye! Inn sabhi ko kaarya dilwaane ki zimmedari meri hai.”

“Toh fir aaj se Parineeti ka yeh samooh aapki seva me haazir rahega, Sarkar. Lekin, uss se pehle… Mein chaahti hu ki aap mere samooh ka naamkaran kare.”

“Naam karan?” Baldev Singh soch me pad gaye. Unke agal-bagal kaafi vidyavan log bhi baithe hue the. Jab Baldev Singh ne naam ke liye unse raay maangi, toh unme se ek ne kaha-

“Aam taur par aurtein aise muh khol ke nahi ghoomti, Sarkar. Humari pratha rahi hai. Lekin, ye sab anaath hai. Aur, bahut hi pratibhashali hai sab ki sab. Sabhi ek se badh kar ek sundri bhi hai. Ekdum Pariyo ki jaat samaan…! Toh, kyu na inke samooh ka naam — Parijaat rakh de?”

Naam sunn Baldev Singh ne ek haami bhari. Parijaat naam ‘Parineeti’ ke ‘Pari’ se liya gaya tha. Aur, choonki ve sab pariyo ki jaat ke samaan sundariya thi, isliye unke samooh ka naam pada — Parijaat.

Parineeti ko iss naam se koi pareshani nahi thi. Balki, ye naam sunn woh khush thi. Aur, uss din Bijaipur ki haveli me Baldev Singh ji ne pehli baar-

Parijaat ki neev rakhi.

Aise hi kuchh hafto baad, aane waale mehmano me shaamil the ek behad hi siddh purush — Paramhans Mahadevanand Ji.

Jo Pushkar sheher se aaye the aur behad hi prasiddh the apni siddhi ke liye. Unke darshan maatra se hi aadmi apne aap ko dhanya maan leta tha. Unki aayu kya thi koi nahi jaanta tha. Kaha jaata tha ki unhe kayi siddhiyaan praapt thi, magar jo ek do prakhyaat thi woh thi — Prakriti Darshan Siddhi aur Bhava Pravesh Siddhi.

Ve jaane jaate the apne ek mahaan kaam — Saat Patthar Jagran ke liye.

Ek baar Mandoli naam ke gaanv me sookha pad chuka tha. Toh, unhone saat patthar saat alag-alag jagaho se ikhatte kiye the. Registan, nadi ka taal, shamshan, yuddh-kshetra, mandir ka khandahar, parvat ka shikhar, aadivaasi jangal.

Inn saat jagaho se saat patthar ikhatta kar unhone apni urja aur mantro ke ucchaaran se gaanv ke beecho-beech baith kar raat bhar jap kiya tha jis se-

Saat dino ke andar hi andar poora sookha gaanv se gaayab ho chuka tha. Varsha hone lagi thi. Faslein ugne lagi thi. Aur, woh sthaan ek teerth-gaman ka sthaan bann gaya — Saptavivek Sthaan.

Britishers ne ise adhyatmik visangati ka naam de kar iske baare me aneko lekho me likhna shuru kar diya tha.

Devnagari me likha unke dwara ek lekh jise jaana jaata tha — Raamchaitanya ke naam se, jisme 108 sookshm shareer avlokano ka vivran tha. Aaj ise hi ‘Akasha Kaagaz’ ke roop me jaana jaata tha.

Aaj wahi siddh Mahadevananand ji swayam Bijaipur ki haveli me Baldev Singh ke ghar padhaare the. Haveli ka vishal aangan upar se khula hua tha. Vidyavan, zameendar, pehredar, aur pujari, sabhi waha maujood the.

Pardo ke peechhe ghar ki streeyaan aur Parijaat aurtein khil-khilaati aur sharmaate hue baithak ko dekh rahi thi.

Mahadevanand ji dheere-dheere, nange paanv, apni lambi rudraksh ki maala ko dheere-dheere hilaate hue andar aaye. Veh aangan me daakhil hue.

“Kya mere jaise ek gareeb pathik ke liye iss ghar me koi aashray hai kya, Raajan?”

Baldev Singh turant haath jod kar khade ho gaye, unki aankhein vismay se zyada samajh se sikudi hui thi.

“Mein koi Raja nahi, guru ji! Rajan keh kar mujhe pukaarne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aap yaha aaye, wahi bahut hai mere liye. Mein nahi jaanta ki aap kaun hai, lekin itna zaroor jaanta hu ki aap jaise siddh purush sharan nahi lete. Aap meri pareeksha le rahe hai.”

Mahadevanand ji mand-mand muskuraye, akhirkar unki aankhein khuli.

“Kya aapke poorvaj Raja Maharaja nahi the?”

Unke prashn par Baldev ji ka shareer jhatka kha gaya.

“J-Ji guru ji! Ve sab Raja the. Lekin, mein nahi.”

“Aap saaf-saaf dekhna jaante ho, Rajan! Toh, dekhte hai ki aapki drishti kaha tak pahuchti hai. Mere paas ek kaarya hai… jo betuka hai. Shayad murkhtapoorn bhi. Kya aap karenge?”

“Aadesh dijiye, mahatma.” Ve jhukte hue bole.

“Toh suno! Apne dakshini kheto ke theek baahar banjar zameen me ek gehra kua khodo. Lekin… Use paani se nahi bharna. Iski bajaaye, usme 60 mitti ke kalash rakho, jinhe ghee, gudd, sarso, haldi aur apni Parijaat ki har stree ke kuchh baalo se band kar do aur neem ke patto se dhak do. Yeh gyaarah dino ke bheetar poora ho jaana chahiye. Koi sawal nahi.”

Mahadevanand ji ne gambheerta se kaha. Aur, waha sannaata chha gaya.

Pehli baat toh yeh thi ki guru ji ko Parijaat ke baare me kaise bodh tha? Aur, dusri ye ki yeh kis tarah ka kaarya tha?

Pardo ke peechhe se tabhi ek dheemi si khilli udi, aur phir ek awaaz — jo itni tez thi ki use lagbhag har kisi ne sunn liya tha.

“Hmph! Dekho toh buddhe ko! Kya hum ye maan le ki iss pagalpann se hum angrezo se mukt ho jaayenge? Sookhe se bach jaayenge? Ye saadhu bas bhagwan banane ke liye kahaniya bana raha hai.”

Awaaz thi Padmini ki, jo Parijaat ki sabse sundar stree aur sabse prashansit mahilao me se ek thi. Buddhiman, chalaak, aur behad khubsurat. Samay ke saath use lagne laga tha ki woh apne padd se upar thi. Use sirf ‘ghar ki sevika’ kehlaane se chidh hoti thi. Halanki, kaam sammaan-janak tha aur woh araam se rehti thi. Lekin, apni sundarta aur buddhimatta par garv use na sirf gaanv waalo se, balki Baldev Singh se bhi shreshta mehsoos karaata tha.

Lekin, uss garv ke neeche ek gehri asuraksha chhipi thi. Haveli ki deewaro ke baahar uske paas koi virasat nahi thi. Koi swatantrata nahi. Koi taaqat nahi.

Toh, jab yeh saadhu aaya aur Parijaat ki mahilao se anushthan ke liye apne baalo ka ek katra daan karne ko kaha, toh Padmini ne ise vyaktigat roop se le liya.

‘Hum rajao ya inn aadmiyo ki daasi nahi hai. Kisi bhatakte baba ki bakwas ke liye hum apne reshmi baalo ka ek katra bhi kyu de?’

Woh iss anushthan ko aadhyatmik nahi, balki purush-pradhan andh-vishvas maanti thi, jiska uddeshya daiveeya kaarya ki aadh me mahilao ko niyantrit karna tha.

Toh, jab uske bol waha goonje-

Bechaini se ek badbadahat uthi. Lekin, Mahadevanand ji ne bas jharoke ki taraf dekha aur kuchh na kaha. Ve Baldev ki orr mude. Woh achraj me khada hua tha. Baldev ne sakhti se Parijaat ki aurton ko dekha aur uske dekhne par ve sab shaant ho gayi.

“Toh, bolo Rajan! Aap karoge?”

“Ji guru ji!” Baldev Singh ne jawab diya.

9 dino baad…

Kaarya samapti ke qareeb pahuch raha tha. Mazdoor aur naukar din-raat kaam kar rahe the. Kalasho ko taiyaar kiya gaya, zameen khodi gayi, anushthan samapt hua, lekin gyaarvhi raat ke pehle hi nauvi raat ko kuchh hua.

Kalasho ke saath chedh-chadh. 60 me se 4 kalash toote hue mile. Unki saamagri apavitra ho chuki thi.

Apradhi?

Padmini. Wahi mahila jisne iss kaarya ka mazak udaaya tha. Woh, 28 anya Parijaat mahilao ke saath, gupt roop se iska peechha kar rahi thi. Unhe yeh poora anushthan ek dikhawa lag raha tha. Kuchh ki dharnaaye toh ab ye bhi bann chuki thi ki Mahadevanand ji keval ek dhongi tha jo satta haasil karne ki koshish kar raha tha.

Kehte hai na ki ek gandi machhli poore talaab ko ganda kar deti hai. Padmini ke andar ka guroor bhi baaki mahilao ko prabhavit kar chuka tha.
Iss se bhi buri baat yeh thi ki Padmini ne Mahadevanand ji dwara uss sthal ke paas rakha gaya kaala rudraksh bhi chura liya tha, jiske baare me kaha jaata tha ki woh unki shakti ki muhar thi.

Agli hi subah, apavitrata ki khabar fel gayi. Gaanv waalo ki saansein atak gayi. Hawa bhaari ho gayi, maano kisi bhayankar toofan se pehle ki ho.

Poora gaanv haveli ke baahar ikhatta ho gaya. Mahadevanand ji beech me chup-chap khade the. Bheed me logo ke chehre sharm se lajjit the.

Baldev Singh jaan gaye the ki yeh galti Padmini ki thi. Kuchh wafadar Parijaat ki aurton ne ye raaz khol diya tha. Yeh jaante hue ki Parijaat unki zimmedari hai, ve aage badhe aur ghutno ke bal baith gaye.

“Hey gyaani, mujhe kshama kijiye! Paap mera hai. Jis par aapne bharosa kiya, usne iss bharose ko tod diya. Iska bhaagidaar mein hu, guru ji!”

Mahadevanand ji ne uski orr dekha — aankhein teekhi, phir bhi shaant.

“Ab samajh aaya ki maine aapko Rajan keh ke kyu pukaara tha?”

“Huh?”

“Aaj aapne ye siddh kar diya ki aap apne purvajo ki tarah hi zimmedari ka taaj pehente ho. Aaj aapne saabit kar diya ki aapke kul ka khoon samay ke saath patla nahi hua. Kisi aur ki galti ka dosh apne sarr lena asaan baat nahi, Rajan.”

Unhone Baldev ke kandho par haath rakha aur unhe dheere se uthaaya. Phir, veh bheed ki orr mude aur garajte hue bole.

“Lekin, jisne paap kiya hai, veh abhi bhi chhipa hai. Parijaat ki Padmini — Saamne aao!!!”

Parde ke peechhe se ek cheenkh sunayi di. Padmini kaanpte hue ghutno ke bal gir padi. Use nahi laga tha ki woh pakdi jaayegi.

“Ek kuleen vyakti ne tumhe aashray diya… Uske haatho ne tumhe bhojan diya… Uske ghar me tumhe suraksha di… Aur, phir bhi tumne uske saath-saath dharm se chori ki.”

Hawa tez ho gayi. Unhone gangajal se bhara ek peetal ka paatr khola aur use agnikund me chhidka. Unhone kaale kapde ki ek patti nikaali, pracheen atharva mantro ka jaap kiya aur pavitra agni ki teen baar parikrama ki.

Laptein aprakartik roop se uthne lagi.

“MEIN YEH SHRAAP DETA HU KI — PEEDHIYO TAK YEH GYAAT HO KI ABHIMAN KA PAAP DAND SE NAHI BAKSHA JAYEGA! AAJ SE, PARIJAAT KI STREEYAAN — JINKA SAUNDARYA UNKA AHANKAR THA, JINKA SATEETVA UNKA HATHIYAR THA — USI VANSH KI SEVA KARENGI JISE UNHONE APAVITRA KIYA!”

Ve aankhein band kar ke ruke aur phir garje.

“MAANSIK ROOP SE! BHAVNATMAK ROOP SE! AARTHIK ROOP SE! AUR… SHAREERIK ROOP SE! UNKA ABHIMAN TOOTEGA! UNKA AHANKAR BEDIYO ME BAANDH DIYA JAYEGA! AUR, SANSAR KE SAMAPT HONE TAK UNHE BALDEV SINGH KE PARIVAR AUR UNKE VANSHAJO SE BAANDH DIYA JAYEGA!”

“AUR, AGAR ISS SE BACH KAR BHAAGNE KI KOSHISH KI- YA PARIVAR AUR KUL KO KISI BHI TARAH SE HAANI PAHUCHANE KI KOSHISH KI, TOH UNKA AUR UNKE PARIVAR KE PATAN KA KAARAN BANEGA YAHI SHRAAP.”

Bheed avaak reh gayi. Padmini chakkar kha ke behosh ho gayi. Parijaat ki Parineeti daud kar aage badhi aur guru ji ke charno me gir padi, aur bekabu hokar rone lagi.

“Maharaj! Mahatma! Hum moorkh the. Aapko chahiye toh mujhe shraap de dijiye — lekin, baakiyo ko chhor dijiye. Hume humari sateetva ki haani se bacha lijiye.”

Baldev Singh bhi ghutno ke bal gir kar vinti karne lage.

“Mahaan! Ve sab meri dekh-rekh me hai. Jo bhi dand dena hi — mujhe dijiye. Lekin, unka saar kalankit mat kijiye. Kripya, guru ji-”

Mahadevanand ji chup ho gaye. Jwalaaye mand pad gayi. Hawa thandi ho gayi. Unhone dheere se apni aankhein upar uthayi.

“Ek baar diya gaya shraap wapas nahi liya jaa sakta, Rajan! Lekin, use… seemit zaroor kiya jaa sakta hai. Keval aur keval aapki wajah se-”

Unhone uss agni se raakh uthayi aur use apni hatheliyo me ragda.

“PARIJAAT KI AURTEIN SABHI WAARISO KI NAHI, BALKI KEVAL EK KI SEVA KARENGI! VEH JO BALDEV SINGH KE VANSH ME SARVASHRESHTA HOGA! JISKA DHARMA SABSE BADHKAR HOGA! JISKA MANN USKI TALVAR SE BHI TEZ HOGA! JISKI AATMA NISHKALANK HOGI! VE SAB USKI SEVA KARENGI — AUR KEVAL USKI! HAR TARAH SE SHRAAP YAHI MAANG KARTA HAI!”

Ek sannata chha gaya.

“Aur, ise ek sabak maan lo! Uss kripa ki bhi apni seemaaye hoti hai. Dharm unki raksha karta hai jo uski raksha karte hai. Aur, unka naash karta hai jo uska uphaas karte hai!”

Veh mude. Aur, jaane lage. Aur, yahi se shuruat hui — asli Parijaat ki.

Baad me wahi anushthan wapas se poori savdhani se kiya gaya aur safal bhi hua. Anushthan ka uddeshya tha-

Gaanv ke neeche ek adhyatmik garbh banaana. Angrezo dwara laayi gayi sookshm videshi urjao ko nishkreeya karne ke liye. Gaanv ke adhyatmik mool, sanskritik smriti aur paitrik urja ko nasht hone se bachaane ke liye.

Parijaat mahilao ki stree urja (shakti) ko dharti ke saath sanrekhit karne ke liye, unki jeevan shakti ko mitti se baandhne ke liye, taaki koi bhi baahri shakti gaanv ko ukhaad na sake. Ya adhyatmik roop se uska ullanghan na kar sake.

Aprakartik mauto aur akaalo ko rokne ke liye, aur bhoomi va parivaro me urvarta badhane ke liye. Gaanv ko dusht shaktiyo se chhipaane ke liye aur sukh, samridhhi felaane ke liye.

Inhi Parijaat ki aurton me shaamil thi — Suman ki purvaj, Sudha, Mukta, Varsha, Vandna, aadi… Inn sab ki purvaj jinhone aage chal ke baakiyo ko janm diya.

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Jab Abhilasha ne ateet ki gaatha ko samapt kiya, toh Vandna ki aankhein sadme me phaili hui thi.

“Aur, isi tarah hum bhi unhi ke vanshaj hai bitiya. Sab ke sab. Tum bhi! Yahi kaaran hai ki tumhare parivar ka patan kyu hua!”

“Haah!!” Vandna ki saans zor se choothi. Use saans lene me taqleef ho rahi thi.

“Kyunki, tum… Ek Parijaat ki aurat hoke, tumhara parivar maalik ke parivar ke khilaaf gaya. Isliye, yeh toh hona hi tha.”

“N-Nahi!”

“Mayra ki haveli ka parivar aaye din Singh parivar ke liye mushqile paida karta rehta tha. Aur, isliye maine-”

Iss baar Abhilasha ki aankhon se aasu dhaar bann kar behne lage.

“Mujhe maaf kar dena bitiya! Kyunki, woh mein hi thi! Jisne tumhari shaadi uss ghar me karwayi!”

*Boom*

Ek aur visfot Vandna ke mann me hua. Kya matlab?

Matlab yeh ki aaye din Mayra ka parivar jo Singh parivar ke liye hanikarak saabit ho raha tha, uss se nipatne ke liye hi Abhilasha ne Vandna ki shadi uss ghar me karwayi thi. Taaki, agar bhavishya me ve sab parivar ke liye aanch bane toh unka khaatma shraap ke zariye ek na ek din ho hi jaaye.

Yahi tha Parijaat ki aurat hone ka astitva. Uski zimmedari.

“A-Aap-!!”

Vandna avaak reh gayi. Woh aadhe ghante tak bas apne aasu bahaati rahi. Aur, Abhilash uske paas aa kar neeche baith uske galey se lag gayi.

“Maaf kar dena! Mujhe maaf kar dena bitiya! *sniff* Mein tumhari doshi hu!”

“M-Mera beta! Maasi mera beta! *sniff* Mera beta!”

Vandna ne phir sab kuchh sweekar kar liya. Usne apni vyatha batayi ki kaise woh yaha par bhaag kar aayi thi.

“Maalik bitiya! Veer maalik! Wahi tumhe bacha sakte hai! Yaad rakhna-! Yaad rakhna humesha ki tum Parijaat ki aurat ho! Aur, tumhara sabse pehla maqsad hai Veer maalik ki seva. Unhe kisi bhi prakar ki haani mat pahuchana. Tumhare pati aur sasur ne yahi galti kari thi.”

“V-Veer maalik-!?”

“H-Haan! Jao bitiya! Jao maalik ki sharan me jao. Mujhe poora vishvas hai ki ve hi tumhare bete ko dhundh sakte hai.”

Vandna waha se nikli, lekin Ranjeet ke aadmi akhirkar use pakad hi liye.

Vandna ne wahi chaal chali jo Abhilasha ne use samjhayi thi. Bhola banana aur Ranjeet ke jhaanse me rehne ka use vishvas dilaana. Yahi kaaran hai ki kyu uss raat slaughter house me jab Ranjeet ne use call kiya tha toh Vandna ne ye kyu kaha tha-

“Hahaha! Aai ja maayi Aai ja! Tohre liye badhiya tohfa taiyaar kar ke rakhunga. Tu aa!”

“Y-Ye sab! Ye sab jokhim bhara hai!”

“Iski behan ki choot! Muh band rakh! Bahut baat sunn leni tohre se. Ab aur naa! Jitna bola gaya hai utna karne ka! Samjhi na?”

Vandna ne jaan-boojh ke Ranjeet ko 'jokhim' keh kar uksaaya tha. Shraap ki lapat me Ranjeet laalach ki wajah se aa phasa aur khud apni jaan bhi gawa baitha. Itna taqatvar tha yeh shraap.

***

Vandna Veer ke saamne baith ke ro rahi thi. Kaanp rahi thi. Ghadi me subah ke 5 baj rahe the. Mukta, Varsha, aur Sudha bhi wahi baithi hui thi.

Veer (sighs) : Toh, ye thi sacchayi.

Vandna : H-Haan! *sniff* M-Mein Parijaat ki aurat hu! *sniff* T-Toh, kya tum... Kya tum...

Mukta (frowns) : Tum nahi! Aap! Aap bolo! Parijaat ki aurat ho toh!

Veer : Bolne do use, Mukta. Mujhe 'aap' 'tum' se farq nahi padta.

Vandna : T-Toh, kya tum mere bete ko ab dhundh sakte ho? U-Use bacha sakte ho?

Veer (nods) : Choonki, ab jab tum meri zimmedari ho. Dhananjay ko dhundhna bhi meri zimmedari hai.

Zaahir hai ki Vandna apne bete ki maut ke baare me abhi kuchh bhi nahi jaanti thi. Use jitna pata tha utna usne Veer ko bata diya tha.

Veer ka mann bhi ashaant tha. Woh waha Dhananjay ka khaatma karne gaya tha par kisne socha tha ki aenn waqt par waha police aa jaayegi? Aur, upar se uska saamna uss Trisha se ho jaayega? Aur, toh aur woh Dhananjay nahi, Ranjeet niklega!?

Ek baar woh Trisha ki nazron me aa chuka tha, ab dobaara nahi aana chaahta tha. Aur, isliye-

Usne iss qadar Ranjeet ko maut ke muh me utaara ki woh kisi ki nazar me aaya hi nahi. Poore samay Trisha aur uski team, Ranjeet aur uske log yahi sochte reh gaye ki kis anjaan ne inn sab ko anjaam diya.

Upar se woh aisi maut mara ki use pata tak nahi chala ki use kisne maara. Na sirf Veer ne andhere me reh ke saari musibato ki jado ko ek-ek karke saaf kiya, balki Ranjeet jaise gang leader ko maar ke uska dosh ulta inspector Trisha par thop diya.

Yahi thi uski master strategy. Magar, agar jaha iss strategy ka fayda tha toh wahi iska ek nuksan bhi tha. Aur, woh yeh tha ki — usne Ranjeet ko unn hooks par uske muh se latkaya toh tha, magar maara nahi tha.

Ranjeet uss waqt zinda tha. Dard se tadap raha tha. Chhatpata raha tha. Beshaq, woh kuchh der me hi mar jaata lekin, killing blow Trisha ne deliver kiya tha. Na ki Veer ne. Ranjeet ki saansein Trisha ki goli seene me lagne ke baad thami thi.

Dusre, shabdo me… Ranjeet ko Trisha ne maara tha.

Aur, agar Ranjeet ko Trisha ne maara tha. Toh, system ne Veer ko Ranjeet ka Past Illustration diya hi nahi. Kyunki, system ke hisaab se Ranjeet ki dhadkane thaamne waala Veer nahi tha. Trisha thi.

Aur, isi wajah se-

Veer Ranjeet ka kisi bhi prakar ka ateet nahi jaan saka. Usne uske ek-do pantaro ka past dekha, magar use kuchh bhi haath nahi laga.

Veer : Sudha! Mukta! Varsha! Vandna ko yahi rakho. Sheher ke taur tareeko se use rubaru karwao! Iss beech mein... Dhananjay ko dhundhne ke baare me kuchh sochta hu.

Sudha : J-Ji maalik!

Aur, itna bol woh waha se nikal gaya.

***

[Master…]

‘Pari! Show me my full status.’

[Sure!]

Aur, tabhi uske mann me ek window khuli.

*Ding*










Usne dekha ki sabhi ki favorabilities tab me badlaav aa chuka tha. Par, uska main focus tha apne stats ki orr. Kaafi samay se usne inn par rok laga ke rakhi hui thi. Ab samay aa chuka tha ki woh waapas se unn par dhyaan de. Disembowler se bhidne ke baad use samajh aa chuka tha ki woh abhi kitna peechhe tha.

Usne dekha ki uske paas 40,000 points jama rakhe the. Jisme se 20,000 use haal hi me Disembowler ki ladaayi se praapt hue the. Aur, 10,000 Ranjeet ko maarne par.

'Pari! 30 points strength aur intelligence me add kar do. Agility me 20 add kar do. Aur, endurance me bhi 30 points add kar do.'

[Yes, Master.]

*Ding*

Uske saamne stats ki screen khuli.




'Hmm!'

*Ding*

[11,000 points have been used. You are now left with 29,000 points.]

'Good! Abhi ke liye ye change kaafi hai.'

[Aapko ek nap lena hoga changes ke liye, Master.]

'Jaanta hu!'

Usne mann hi mann ek haami bhari. Ek santushti bhari haami.

‘Pari! Skill shop kholna.’

[Ah!!]

‘Kya hua?’

[Aap kabhi skill shop itna explore nahi karte the. Aur, achanak se aaj aapne shop explore karne ko kaha isliye-]

‘Yeah! Please, open karo.’

[Yes, master.]

Shop open hote hi ab use ek naya interface dekhne ko mila. Pehle jaha shop me skills aise hi line se lagi rehti thi. Ab wo alag-alag sections me vibhajit thi. Usne unn sections par nazar maari toh uski aankhein aashcharya me chaudi ho gayi.

‘Interesting…! Ye pehle se kaafi better hai.’

Uske mann me skill shop ka interface khula hua tha.

[Skill Shop :

1) Combat Skills : Offensive and close range engagement skills.
2) Defensive & Evasion Skills : Protective skills that require dodging, shielding, or enduring attacks.
3) Stealth & Infiltration Skills : Skills for espionage, escape, and unnoticed operation.
4) Perception & Awareness Skills : Enhances senses, intuition, pattern recognition & spatial intelligence.
5) Physical Mastery Skills : Boost body coordination, agility, and performance.
6) Social & Manipulation Skills : Verbal, psychological & charisma-based control skills.
7) Leadership & Strategy Skills : Helps in planning, commanding, and managing groups in pressure.
8) Technical & Analytical Skills : Boosts logic, pattern recognition, and device interaction.
9) Survival & Environment Skills : Survival instincts, adaptation to hostile environments.
10) Medical & Rescue Skills : Healing, diagnostics, and life-saving techniques.
11) Legendary Skills (Cross-Category) : Very rare, mission-bound, extremely powerful skills. Can fall under any above category.]

Veer ne jab itni saari categories dekhi toh uska dimag chakra gaya. Magar, uski nazar sabse pehle 11th category par padi. Uski aankhon me ek chamak thi.

Legendary skills? Shop me? Aisa pehle kabhi nahi hua tha. Yeh sab kya tha? Kya woh legendary skills ko khareed sakta tha? Usne bina samay gavaaye ‘Legendary Skills’ ko select kiya aur-

*Ding*

[The host cannot access the ‘Legendary Skills’ section if the missions are due.]

[Complete the due missions if the host wants to access the ‘Legendary Skills’ section.]

‘I see…!’

Veer ki bauhe upar uthi. Uske missions pending me the. Do naye missions use mile the aur unhe complete kiye bagerr woh iss section ko nahi dekh sakta tha.

‘Pari? Kya mujhe Legendary skills iss section se mil sakti hai?’

[Mein sure nahi hu, master. Kyunki, aapki hi tarah mein bhi ise access nahi kar sakti. I’m- I’m sorry Master.]

‘Huh?’

[M-Mujhe ye pehle hi kar lena chahiye tha. Jab aapko mission nahi mila tha.]

Veer ki bauhe sikudi. Pari itni dheeli-dhaali kab se ho gayi bhala? Woh agar baahri duniya me itna vyast tha toh kya Pari samay rehte itna sa kaam nahi kar sakti thi?

‘Tum kabse itni careless hone lagi, Pari? Maine tumse ye bilkul expect nahi kiya tha. Aur, tum ye bata rahi thi ki tumhari special skill tumhara intelligence hai? Kaha gaya woh intelligence?’

Veer ke shabd teekhe the. Uska ravaiyya bhi alag tha. Pari maun reh gayi. Woh sehmi hui thi. Iske pehle kabhi uske master uss se iss tarah se pesh nahi aaye the.

‘Ava ke system Lily ki special ability uska luck factor hai. Kam se kam woh sahi se uska istemal toh karti hai. Tum kya kar rahi thi? Agar, mein itne disturbance me bhi itna active reh sakta hu, raato ki neend sacrifice kar ke itne matters se deal kar sakta hu, toh tumhe toh mere andar maujood hoke aur bhi active rehna chahiye. Par, fir bhi tum-’

Woh use suna hi raha tha jab achanak Pari ki awaaz zorr se uske andar goonj gayi.

[KYUNKI, MUJHE AAPKI FIQR THI, YOU STUPID MASTER!!!]

Uski awaaz ruwasi thi. Lag raha tha jaise woh abhi ro degi.

‘Huh!?’

Veer thoda chaunk gaya.

[M-Mujhe aapki fiqr ho rahi thi. M-Mein… A-Aap pareshan the. Disembowler, prestige attack, aur na jaane kya-kya. M-Mein har samay aapke baare me soch rahi thi. Aapki nerves ko calm karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Soch rahi thi ki iss sab ke peechhe kaun ho sakta hai aur uska kya aim ho sakta hai.]

‘!??’

[Aapke behaviour me change aa raha hai… Mein ghabra rahi thi. This isn’t how you used to do things, master.*sniff* Mein aapse baat karna chaah rahi thi. Y-You are getting changed. M-Mein jaanti hu aapke dada ji ki death ka impact aap par pada hai. B-But- this… this isn’t the right way.]

‘...’

[Aapne mission ke pehle hi Ranjeet ko maar diya. System ne use abhi complete threat ghoshit bhi nahi kiya tha par aapne- *sniff* Y-You killed him brutally.]

System ne Ranjeet ko abhi complete threat nahi maana tha. Yaani ki agar, Veer slaughterhouse nahi bhi jaata toh koi farq nahi padta kyunki, Trisha already waha pahuch hi jaati aur fir Ranjeet ko woh pakad leti. Jis se Ranjeet Veer ke liye kisi bhi prakar ki pareshani bann kar saamne nahi aata. Kam se kam tab tak jab tak woh Police ki giraft me rehta.

Parantu, Veer ne uske pehle hi Ranjeet naam ki iss samasya ko jad se mita diya tha. Aur, Pari ki nazro me ye galat tha. Yeh aisa tha jaise koi jaan-boojh ke kisi ki jaan le raha ho. Ranjeet ko bandhi bhi banaya jaa sakta tha. Lekin, iss qadar use hook par latka ke tadpa kar maarna? Uske master ye sab kab se karne lage bhala?

Isliye, inn beetein dino se Pari pareshan thi. Apne liye nahi, apne Master ke liye. Woh sabhi pariyon me se sabse sanvedansheel thi. Yahi kaaran tha ki kyu woh system par focus na kar ke apne master pas zyada focused thi.

Pari ke bol sunn Veer ki nazrein neeche jhuk gayi. Lekin, usne Pari ki baat ka samarthan nahi kiya.

‘Maine use nahi maara!’

[YOU KILLED HIM!]

‘Agar, maine use maara hota… Toh, Past illustration aata. But-’

[Woh already marr jaata agar waha woh Trisha nahi pahuchti toh-! M-Master! *sniff* Don’t get impulsive please. I… I like the way you were before. P-Please, don’t change. I-I beg you *sniff* Don’t be like this.]

Uski guhaar bhari awaaz Veer ko sunaayi di. Veer ne ek gehri saans li aur uske mann me bas itna hi nikla-

‘This is the right way, Pari.’

[Y-YOU-!!! HOW CAN YOU??? *sniff*]

‘Ranjeet ko raaste se hataate hi cheezein kitni asaan ho gayi hai ab. Dekho tum! Ek na ek din use marrna hi tha. Also, maine nahi maara use. The hook killed him. Trisha killed him. Not me!’

[I HATE THIS… *sniff*]

‘Melodrama ki zaroorat nahi hai. Yahi efficient aur sabse sahi tareeka hai. And, this is how I’ll proceed. Mujhe calculated plans ko execute karna hoga. That’s it! Aur, tabhi-’

Par, iske pehle ki woh apni baat poori rakhta-

*Ding*

[The active system has gone into sleep mode.]

[The host won’t be able to interact with the active system for 6 hours. The host can still access the passive system on his own.]

‘Pari, tum-!’

Veer ne apne daant meese. Woh uski baat bina sune hi 6 ghante ke liye sleep mode me jaa chuki thi. Uski awaaz me kampan tha. Shayad ro rahi thi. Magar, Veer ne apne aap ko inn emotions ke chalte apne resolve ko badalne nahi diya. Usne mann me apni wahi baat dohraayi.

‘This is the right way, Pari!’
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Aaj ke liye itna hi guys.
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Perfect update bro

 

[jone964]

Update - 204 ~ Family Affairs​

Ab tak...

*Ding*

[The active system has gone into sleep mode.]

[The host won’t be able to interact with the active system for 6 hours. The host can still access the passive system on his own.]

‘Pari, tum-!’

Veer ne apne daant meese. Woh uski baat bina sune hi 6 ghante ke liye sleep mode me jaa chuki thi. Uski awaaz me kampan tha. Shayad ro rahi thi. Magar, Veer ne apne aap ko inn emotions ke chalte apne resolve ko badalne nahi diya. Usne mann me apni wahi baat dohraayi.

‘This is the right way, Pari!’

Ab aage...

Subah ki raushni Purvi ke bedroom ke sooti pardo se dheere-dheere chhan kar daakhil hui. Baahar chidiyo ki cheh-chahahat thi aur andar, kamre me abhi bhi pichhli raat ki halki-si garmi maujood thi. Purvi hili, uska haath sehej hi bistar ke dusri taraf badha, lekin siwaaye khaalipann ke use kuchh na mila.

Aadhi neend me uski bauhe sikud gayi. Usne dheere se aankhein kholi aur chaaro orr dekha.

“Veer?” Usne dheere se pukara, uski awaaz me abhi bhi neend bhari hui thi.

Par, koi jawab nahi aaya.

Woh uth ke baithi, uska haath bedsheet ko ek taraf sarkaaya. Kamra abhi bhi shaant tha. Suhana ne Veer ko jo perfume diya tha, uski khushbu abhi bhi Purvi ke bistar par mandra rahi thi. Usne apne kandho par apna dupatta lapeta aur hall me baahar nikal kar aayi.

“Veer…?” Usne living room ki orr badhte hue phir pukara. Phir, ek sannaata chha gaya.

Lekin, jaise hi woh rasoi me pahuchi, uske seene me ek halki-si garmahat daud gayi.

Waha, dining table par, achhe se taiyar kiya hua nashta rakha tha, abhi bhi ek lid se dhaka hua. Uske bagal me Veer ki saaf-suthri likhawat me likha ek muda hua note pada tha:

“Good Morning, Maasi!”

Uske hontho par turant ek muskan daud gayi. Usne note ko aur khola.

“Bina bataye jaane ke liye, sorry! Aaj dada ji ki terhvi hai. Isliye, mein jaldi nikal aaya. Aap aaiyega zaroor. Address maine aapko message kar diya hai. ~Veer.”

Uski ungliyaan aur nazrein kaagaz par tiki rahi. Shabdo ne use yaad dilaaya ki Manorath ji ko guzre 12 din ho chuke the. Terhvi ki rasm… zaahir hai, aaj thi. Use andaza hi nahi tha ki samay itni tezi se beet gaya.

Woh baithi, lid ko kholi, aur paaya ki uska pasandeeda vyanjan uska intezar kar raha tha, bilkul waisa hi bana hua jaisa use pasand tha. Stir fry idli, wo bhi podi masala ke saath. Woh fatafat brush kar ke aayi aur baith gayi.

Usne pehla nivala liya, aur uski aankhein halki si bhar aayi, dukh se nahi, balki isliye ki khaane me ek aisi cheez thi jo koi restaurant ya chef kabhi nahi dikha sakta tha: parvah!

Yeh ladka uske haatho ka khaana khaane ke liye utsuk rehta tha, jabki khud itna behatreen khaana bana leta tha. Use ehsaas hua yeh dish woh Veer se achhi nahi bana sakti thi. Kya iska matlab Veer apni maasi ka dil rakhne ke liye, unke haath ke khaane ki tareef karta tha?

Khaate hue, uska haath dheere se apni chhaati par gaya, besudh hokar nightie ke upar se uske ek doodh par fira. Usne apne doodh ko dabaaya.

“Nnn~”

Bina sharmaaye usne apni nightie ko kheechte hue apna ek doodh nanga hawa me azaad kiya. Usne dekha ki uske nipple ke agal-bagal laal nishaan bane hue the. Veer ne raat bhar unhe zor-zor se choosa tha, kaata tha aur chooma tha. Zaahir hai, usne uske thano par kayi nishaan aur hickeys chhori thi.

Usne punah dheere se jab apne doodh ko dabaya toh use ek dard ka ehsaas hua.

“Ahhh~”

Kintu, ye dard, ek ajeeb sa dard tha. Ek aisa dard jo Purvi chaah rahi thi. Ek meetha dard. Usne apna dusra doodh bhi nanga azaad kiya. Aur, apni dono doodh ki thailiyo ko dekha. Kaise jagah-jagah hickeys aur nishaan pade hue the. Uske gaal sharm se laal ho gaye.

Kal berehmi se Veer ne unhe choosa tha. Aaj kal uske haath bhi inhe kass kar masalne se katraate nahi the aur na hi woh khud use mana karti thi. Iss baar uska haath apne hontho par fira, aur use yaad aaya.

Kaise woh aur Veer ek dusre ke hontho ko chaat rahe the aur unka rass pee rahe the. Kitne kaamuk andaaz me Veer uske honth choos raha tha aur badle me woh bhi uska saath de rahi thi. Veer ne kayi jagah uske hontho par bhi kaata tha. Uske gaalo par ek halki-si laali chha gayi. Lekin, yahi uski seema thi. Iss se adhik kuchh bhi nahi.

Usne apne thano ko dobaara dekha, uske chehre par sneh umad raha tha. Magar, ek chinta bhi.

‘Agar pata chala ki kaise mein uske bete ko bigaad rahi hu, toh Bhavna mujhe maar daalegi.’

Usne socha, phir mann hi mann hasi.

Kintu, use zara bhi sharm nahi aayi. Zara bhi nahi. Veer ke liye uska aisa sneh duniya ko samajhne ki zaroorat nahi thi. Unka pyaar shaant palo me, saajha khamoshiyo me, chhoti-chhoti khushiyo me samaya hua tha. Pyaar jataane ka uska apna tareeka tha, aur use humesha uski zaroorat thi, aise tareeko se jinhe shabdo me baya nahi kiya jaa sakta tha.

Usne apne than wapas se nightie ke andar kiye. Kuchh baato ko zor se kehne ki zaroorat nahi hoti. Kuchh rishto ko naamo ki zaroorat nahi hoti. Unhe bas mehsoos kiya jaata hai. Dil me aur khamoshi me. Aur, Purvi jaanti thi ki use kya karna tha.

Do ghante hi beete the abhi ki jab…

*Ding Dong*

Darwaze par ghanti baji.

Purvi, abhi bhi apne halke-fulke kapdo me, apne dupatte se haath pochhte hue darwaza kholi. Baahar ek naujavan delivery man ek bade se cardboard box ke saath khada apne maathe se paseena pochh raha tha.

Delivery man : Madam! AC delivery. Ye Purvi ji ka hi ghar hai na?

Usne apna phone nikaalte hue ek bill dikhaaya. Bill par Purvi ka address aur uska naam likha hua tha. Purvi chaunk kar palke jhapkayi.

Purvi : H-Haan… Mein hi hu Purvi, yeh mera hi ghar hai, lekin… maine koi AC order nahi kiya.

Delivery man ne apne haath me liye ek paper par nazar daali.

Delivery man : Iss par likha hai ki ye prepaid hai. Installation shaamil hai. Mister Veer ne payment kari hai.

Purvi ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi.

Purvi : Veer???

Usne avishvas se dohraya.

Delivery man : Ji madam! Kya mein andar le aau?

Hairan hote hue phir bhi Purvi ne sarr hilaaya aur ek taraf hat gayi, uska dimag tezi se daud raha tha. Delivery waala ladka box andar laaya aur living room me use kholne laga.

Delivery man : Madam! Kaha lagwana hai? Hall me ya…?

Purvi ne andar uske aur Arun ke bedroom ki orr ishara kiya.

Purvi : Bedroom me laga do!

Jaise hi woh kaam par laga, Purvi peechhe hat gayi aur AC unit ko ghoorne lagi, abhi bhi samajh nahi paa rahi thi abhi-abhi kya hua. Uski ungliyaan besudh hokar uske apne gaalo par firi aur uske vichar pichhli raat ki orr bhatakte chale gaye.

Kal raat woh yu hi shikayat kar rahi thi Veer se. Kuchh mazak me, kuchh narazgi me ki kaise Arun AC khareedne ke liye taal-matol kar raha tha.

“Abhi off-season hai! Saste milte hai. Abhi lagwa lenge toh garmi me araam rahega na.”

Par-

“Kya zaroorat hai? Abhi kaun lagwata hai AC? Ye sab bahut hoshiyar rehte hai. Abhi aur mehnga denge. Aur, abhi hume zaroorat bhi nahi hai. Band pada rahega. Pata chala pade-pade aur kharab ho gaya. Phir?”

Use har baar yahi jawab milta. Kal raat woh Veer ke bagal se laiti yahi sab badbadati rahi, sochti rahi ki Veer bas aivayi uski bhadaas ko sunn raha hai.

Lekin, saaf tha ki usne waqai me sunn liya tha. Chup-chap. Poori tarah se. Aur, uss par agli hi subah amal bhi kar diya. Jis kaam ke liye woh Arun ko pichhle do saalo se mana rahi thi, woh Veer ne kuchh hi palo me kar diya.

Woh ek pal ke liye wahi khadi rahi, haath kursi ke kinaare par halka sa tika hua, uske seene me ek ajeeb si jakdan ubhri. Uski aankhein achanak bhar aayi, dukh se nahi, balki komal garmahat se.

Veer ko yaad tha. Use parvah thi.

Usne apna nichla honth kaata. Yeh ladka… humesha ummeed se zyada karta tha.

Uske vichaar aage badh gaye. Pehle woh use daategi. Bina bataaye itna kharcha karne ke liye. Zaahir hai, woh Veer ko iski payment bhi karegi. Halanki, kahi na kahi woh jaanti thi ki Veer uss se ye sweekar nahi karega. Lekin, uska farz tha yeh. Woh badi thi. Aur, phir… woh uska pasandeeda khaana banayegi. Use apne haatho se khilayegi. Use pyaar karegi, galey se lagayegi aur apne seene se laga ke use khoob choomegi.

Sochte hue woh mann hi mann muskurayi. Idhar, jaise hi technician ka kaam khatam hua, Purvi ne lagbhag lag chuke AC ko dekha. Yeh sirf deewar par lagi ek machine nahi thi. Yeh prem ka ek shaant bhaav tha.

Vichaarsheelta ka. Kisi aise vyakti ka jo chhoti-chhoti baato ko yaad rakhta ho. Aur, uss pal, use bas pyaar ka ehsaas hua.

Woh phir muskurayi, uske gaalo par halki si laali chha gayi aur usne khud se phus-phusate hue bas yahi kaha, “Pagal kahi ka…”

***

Afternoon - 12:26 PM ~

Samaroh hall pehle toh shaant tha, ajeeb si khamoshi. Manch ke beecho-beech rakhi Manorath Singh ki photo frame par phulo ki maala chadhi hui thi. Dono taraf agarbattiya dheemi-deemi jal rahi thi.

Phir, kursiyo ki kataare dheere-dheere badbadate rishtedaro aur mehmano se bharne lagi. Chandan aur pakte hue khaane ki sugandh hawa me mili hui thi. Veer hall ke theek entrance ke paas khada tha, haath theek peeth ke peechhe baandhe, aankhein idhar-udhar ghoom rahi thi. Dhyan bhatakne ki wajah se nahi, balki yaado me. Woh dekh raha tha… kaun aaya tha, aur kaun nahi.

Ve uske liye sirf mehman nahi the. Har chehra ek sanket tha. Ek sandesh. Wafadari ka ek bayaan ya darr. Kuchh jaane-pehchaane chehre aaye hue the. Toh, kuchh ne apne afsos, apne bahaane, vinamra sanvedna me lipte bhej diye. Aur, kuchh ne toh shok jataane ya aane ki parvah hi nahi ki.

Shayad ye kuchh din pehle hue Hotel Prestige me hui ghatna ki parchhayi thi. Narsanhar. Visfot. Aag. Mautein. Kuchh log ab uss se sambandh rakhne se bhi katra rahe the. Veer ne unn sabko note kiya.

Har. Ek. Jann.

Woh unhe yaad rakhega.

Tabhi, uska phone baja aur Karan ka ek message aaya-

“Bhai…! Sorry! Dad bahut strict chal rahe hai. Woh mujhe aur di ko ghar se nikalne hi nahi de rahe. Meetings ke liye woh apne private guards humaare peechhe laga ke rakhe hai. Maine Jassi aur Raghu se help leke secretly aane ki koshish ki thi but dad ne unhe pakad liya. Dono ko bahut daat padi hai. Shayad maar bhi…! Unhone warn kiya hai. Di aur dad ki behas bhi hui hai. It’s insane. I hope you will understand. Mein tumse baad me milta hu. Sorry!”

Toh wahi, ek aur message tha — Kaera ka. Jisme sirf ek shabd likha hua tha : Sorry!

Aur, yeh bhi uski maid, Julia ne use bhejne ke liye kaha tha. Kyunki, Kaera bechari ko pata hi nahi tha ki kis tarah se maafi maangi jaaye? Use ye bhi nahi pata tha ki aise mauke par kya karna chahiye.

Veer ke hontho se ek halki-si aah nikli. Woh samajh gaya tha ki waha par kya hua hoga. Hotel Prestige me attack ke waqt dono Karan aur Kaera wahi maujood the. Zaahir hai, Kishore unhe ab sakht nigrani me rakhne waala tha.

Veer yeh bhi jaanta tha ki aane waale samay me Kishore uss par bhi apna shikanja kassega. Akhirkar, jo kuchh bhi hua, uske baad Kishore ke paas unn par sakhti baratne ki poori wajah thi.

Lekin, phir bhi unhone koshish ki aane ki, Veer ke liye yahi maayne rakhta tha. Dheere-dheere bheed badhne lagi. Purvi bhi aa chuki thi. Woh ek halki peeli saree me thi. Woh uske qareeb aayi toh Veer ka haath uski peeth par gaya aur uski nagn peeth ko sparsh kiya. Ek jhurjhuri uske badan me phail gayi.

Magar, Purvi ne uske gaal ko nocha aur ekdum dheemi awaaz me uss se boli.

Purvi (smirks) : AC waali baat baad me karungi tumse. Ye mat sochna bach ke nikal jaoge tum.

Veer (smiles) : Ji!

Purvi (smiles) : Kaha hai, Bhavna?

Veer : Andar hi hai. Jaiye!

Aur, Purvi ko uski peeth par haath rakh Veer ne use andar bhej diya. Purvi bhi pyaar bhari muskaan dikhaate hue uske gaal par haath ferti hui andar chali gayi.

Har koi lagbhag aa chuka tha. Brijesh se leke, Karunesh, Pranjal, Vivek, Parijaat ki aurtein, Madhuri apni maa, Lalita ke saath, lagbhag sab log hi maujood the. Siwaaye, do log ke — Ragini aur Vandna.

Ragini ghar par hi araam kar rahi thi. Woh aane ki sthiti me nahi thi. Abhi use iss tarah se logo ke beech function attend karne ke liye samay lagne waala tha. Ghar par uske saath uski maa, Rohini maujood thi.

Toh, wahi Vandna ki apni alag wajah thi.

Tabhi-

Ek chamchamati black color ki Mercedes Benz Maybach S class hall ki entrance ke saamne aa kar ruki. Darwaza khula.

Veer ki nazar baahar nikal rahi uss mahila ki nazro se takrayi. Suhana. Usne ek charcoal blazer aur light beige trouser pehen rakha tha. Formal. Clean. Aur, polished. Lekin, Veer ka dhyaan uske chehre ne kheencha.

Uska khubsurat chehra jo na jaane kitne bhaav chhipaaye hue tha. Suhana ne jaise hi use dekha, ek pal ke liye jaise… uski saansein ruk gayi.

Veer. Woh thaka hua lag raha tha. Lag raha tha jaise kayi raato se soya na ho. Aur, yeh sach bhi tha.

Suhana (mutters) : V-Veer!

Woh fusfusate hue uski orr aage badhi. Veer ne use ek halki-si muskaan di.

Veer (nods) : Aaiye!

Woh baahar uske bagal se hi khadi ho gayi. Logo se dur. Andar jaane ka koi matlab nahi tha. Woh yaha sirf Veer ke liye hi aayi thi.

Veer : Aap yaha aayi? Mujhe laga nahi tha ki aap-

Suhana : Kyu nahi aati? M-Mujhe aana hi tha. Office me bata diya ki client se meeting hai ek. That’s it.

Veer : Aapko bahaana banana pada? Shukriya… Yaha aane ke liye, aur-

Suhana : ???

Veer : Aur, uss raat ke liye.

Suhana ko yaad aaya. Woh humle waali raat. Kaise usne aur Karan ne milke sab ko ambulance aur gaadiyo me bithwa ke waha se surakshit bheja tha. Usne palkein jhapkayi. Uska gala roondh gaya.

Suhana : K-Kuchh nahi tha. Koi bhi hota yahi karta. Aur-

Par, Veer ne usko beech me hi kaat diya. Uski awaaz gehri thi.

Veer : Wahi sab kuchh tha!

Suhana : Huh!?

Veer (smiles) : Thank you!

Woh uski orr muda, ek inch aur nazdeek badhte hue, uski aankhein Suhana ki aankhon me gadi rahi.

Veer : Aap hi thi jisne meri family ko surakshit pahuchaya tha. Aap aur Karan! Bhale hi mein nahi tha waha, par mujhe sab pata hai ki kya kuchh hua tha. Hospital me sab kuchh aapne aur Karan ne hi sambhala tha. Thank you! It means a lot to me.

Suhana : I-Iski koi-

Veer : Mein aapka ehsaan-mand rahunga. Agar, aapko kabhi bhi kisi bhi cheez ki zaroorat ho, kisi bhi cheez ki, toh keh dena bas, mein haazir ho jaunga.

Usne apni awaaz me bhaari imaandari ke saath kaha. Suhana ne nazrein neechi kar li, uska dil tezi se dhadak raha tha, uski ungliyaan thodi kaanp rahi thi. Yeh ladka… kyu woh humesha use aisa mehsoos karaata tha?

Suhana : M-Maine ye kisi ehsaan ke liye nahi kiya, Vee-

Veer : I know!

Suhana : B-But-

Veer (smiles) : Remember our game?

Suhana : Huh?

Veer : Teen favors jo aapne mujhe chukaane ke liye diye the?

Suhana : Th-That-

Veer : Hmm! Aisa hi maan lijiye ki ek aur favor badh gaya usme.

Suhana ko yaad aaya. Wo teen favors jinki wajah se aaj wo dono itne qareeb the. Unme se akhiri favor ke liye usne Veer se kiss maangi thi. Ye yaad karte hi uske gaal sharm se laal pad gaye. Usne unn vichaaro ko nikaalne ki koshish ki.

Suhana : W-Well- agar tumhe bhi koi bhi kaam ho *blushes* Y-You can look for me.

Veer : Aapne pehle hi bahut kuchh kar diya hai. Ab aur nahi karne de sakta mein.

Suhana ne jawab dene ki koshish ki, magar tabhi ek guzarti hui hawa ne uske baalo ko uske chehre par dhakel diya. Veer ka haath apne aap hi aage badha aur usne baal ki latt ko uske kaano ke peechhe le jaate hue ek taraf kar diya.

*Badump*

Suhana ki aankhein fadki, saansein thami, aur dhadkane tez ho gayi. Woh jaldi se peechhe hatt gayi aur chehre par chhaayi sharm ko chhipaane ke liye sarr neeche kar li. Usne apni zindagi me bade se bade corporate diggajo, political VIPs ka saamna kiya tha, lekin ye… yeh alag tha. Usne aaj tak kabhi aisa mehsoos nahi kiya tha.

Parantu, woh akeli nahi thi.

*Badump*

Veer ki dhadkane bhi tez thi.

‘What is this…? Ye feeling?’

Suhana khush thi ki aaj kam se kam woh Veer ke saamne theek se khadi ho paa rahi thi. Warna beetein mahino me uski kya haalat thi ye woh khud jaanti thi. Shayad, Veer ke saath itna kuchh hua, uss haadse ke baad se ye sab thoda uske liye asaan ho gaya tha.

Lekin, jo bhi tha-

Kam se kam woh ab apne kamre me band nahi thi. Shayad, Veer ki madad karne ki dridhta ne uske iss darr ko door kar diya tha.

Tabhi-

“Thank you for coming.”

Ek awaaz ne unhe beech me tok diya. Tej. Woh kurta pyjama me thi, sarr par dupatta dala hua tha. Uske swar me komalta thi, lekin aankhein Veer se milne ke liye taiyaar nahi thi.

Tej (dohraate hue) : Thanks! It means a lot!

Suhana : It’s nothing!

Dono ek dusre ko dekhi. Uss din unn dono ki akeli meeting ke baad se hi dono ab ek-dusre ko behtar dhang se jaanti thi. Aur, Tej Suhana ki madad ki waqai me shukr-guzaar thi. Uss meeting ka akhiri sanvaad unn dono ko hi yaad tha.

“You care for him, right?”

“I… He’s just an acquaintance."

“Just an acquaintance. Right!"

Iss sanvaad se saaf zaahir tha ki Suhana ke andar Veer ko lekar strong feelings thi. Koi bewakoof hi hoga jo ye samjhega ki Suhana Veer ko bas ek acquaintance hi maanti thi.

Tej ne bas halki-si muskaan di, lekin uski aankhon me kuchh aisa tha jo samajh se parey tha. Aur, phir uske peechhe se-

Ek dheemi-si awaaz.

“H-Hello! Didi…!”

Kavya dheere se sharmaate hue unke qareeb aayi. Suhana ne mud kar dekha toh woh ladki sharmaate hue muskura rahi thi, uske haath ghabrahat me apni dress ko jakde hue the. Suhana ka dil turant narm pad gaya. Suhana Kavya se Holi ke waqt mili thi Veer ke ghar par. Lekin, Suhana jaisi ladki ke saamne Kavya bhi thoda hich-kichati thi.

Suhana (smiles) : Hello, Kavya! Kaisi ho?

Kavya (shyly) : A-Achhi hu!

Teeno dheere-dheere baat karne lage. Aur, Kavya bhi har baar ki tarah Suhana se jald hi phir se khul gayi. Veer, jo chup-chap khada hua tha, uski nazrein Tej par gayi. Woh uss se bach rahi thi. Har nazar dusri orr mod rahi thi. Tej, pehle kabhi aisi nahi thi.

Aur, Veer jaanta tha ki aisa kyu tha. Prestige me jo kuchh hua, uske liye woh khud ko kahi na kahi doshi maan rahi thi.

Veer ne cameras ki footage dekhi thi. Humle ki sateekta. Coordination. Koi bhi ise rok nahi sakta tha, shayad… siwaaye uske. Aur, woh waha nahi tha. Lekin, Tej khud ko maaf nahi kar paa rahi thi.

Woh toot rahi thi. Veer ise mehsoos kar sakta tha. Tej ki khamoshi ke neeche toofan chal raha tha. Uska posture akda hua tha, honth bhinche hue, aur aankhein Veer se bhaagti hui.

Aur, Veer use achhi tarah se jaanta tha. Agar, Tej ko ye laga ki uska bhai ab uss se naraaz hai, uss se dur bhaag raha hai, toh bas itni si baat hi- use tod ke rakh sakti thi.

Nahi. Balki, iss se bhi bura. Yeh use tabaah kar deti. Veer ne dheere se saans chhori. Yaha nahi. Abhi nahi.

Lekin, jald hi… woh uss se baat karega.

Dekhte hi dekhte mehmano ki bheed chhatne lagi thi. Bhavna apni saree ke dupatte ka kinaara theek kar rahi thi aur darwaaze ki orr qadam badhaane ki taiyaari kar rahi thi, tabhi ek awaaz shaanti ko cheerte hue aayi.

“Bhavna!”

Woh beech qadam rakhte hi ruk gayi. Woh awaaz. Laga jaise barso puraana bojh uske kandho par achanak se aa gaya ho. Dheere se woh mudi.

Aur, woh wahi saamne tha. Brijesh.

Woh aadmi jisne kabhi use apna guroor maana tha… aur 21-22 baras pehle, use ek anchaahi yaad ki tarah ghar se nikaal diya tha.

Bhavna ki bauhe sikudi aur uske shaant chehre par halki-si shikan ubhar aayi.

Brijesh budha prateet ho raha tha, uski aankhon ke kono par jhurriyaan, kandho me jhukaav tha. Lekin, jis tarah se woh bechaini se apne perro par hil raha tha, uss se pata chal raha tha ki uske andar sachmuch kuchh nahi badla tha.

Bhavna (frowns) : Kaho!

Brijesh (hich-kichate hue) : Mein… Kya hum baat kar sakte hai?

Bhavna ke honth ek patli rekha me sikud gaye. Use dekh kar uska mood pehle hi kharab ho chuka tha, lekin usne dheere se ek gehri saans li, jis se woh thoda shaant hui aur phir saiyyammit swar me boli.

Bhavna : Mein sunn rahi hu!

Brijesh : Y-Yaha nahi… Baahar?

Ek virham! Phir, usne halka-sa sirr hilaaya aur darwaaze ke aage badh gayi, Brijesh bhi uske peechhe-peechhe chala aaya.

Jab ve logo ki sunnane ki seema se baahar ho gaye, toh Brijesh ne apna muh khola… phir band kar liya, kuchh shabd nahi soojh rahe the.

Bhavna : Mere paas samay zaaya karne ke liye nahi hai, Brijesh! Agar, kuchh kehna hai toh saaf-saaf keh do!

Brijesh ne apna gala saaf kiya, uski awaaz thodi thar-thara rahi thi.

Brijesh : V-Veer… aur Tejal… Dono humaare bacche hai, hai na?

Bhavna : Toh?

Brijesh : Toh… Toh, kya tum, Veer aur Tejal, apne puraane ghar me waapas nahi aa sakte? Waha phir se nahi reh sakte? Sabke saath?

Bhavna ke honth haasya me mude.

Bhavna : Tumhe pata hai tum kya keh rahe ho?

Brijesh : Mein tumse mujhe maaf karne ke liye nahi keh raha, Bhavna! Mein tumse ye bhi nahi keh raha ki tum mujhse baat karo. P-Par… Kya tum bas ghar me nahi reh sakti? Kya Veer aur Tejal sabke saath reh kar khush nahi honge?

Bhavna : Mere dono bacche…! Maine unhe kabhi control nahi kiya hai. Agar, Tej aur Veer jaana chaahenge, toh tum khud unse poochh sakte ho. Lekin, agar tumhe lagta hai ki mein uss ghar me phir se qadam rakhungi, toh yeh tumhari bewakoofi hogi. Bhool jao!

Bhavna jaanti thi ki uske dono bacche Brijesh ke paas nahi jaane waale the, khaas kar Tejal. Isliye, iss baat ko lekar woh sunishchit thi.

Brijesh paas aaya, uski awaaz hatasha se ubhar rahi thi.

Brijesh : Bhavna… Tum jaanti ho na ki mein tumse kitna pyaar karta tha? Balki, aaj bhi… mein tumse pyaar karta hu. Aur, tumse itna pyaar karta tha isliye mein wo sab bardaasht nahi kar paaya tha aur-

Bhavna : Tumne mujhse kabhi pyaar kiya hi nahi, Brijesh! Tum bas mujhe paana chaahte the. Dono me farq hai. Agar, tumne mujhse pyaar kiya hota, toh mujh par bharosa hota.

Brijesh : A-Aisa nahi hai, Bhavna! Mein aaj bhi tumse pyaar karta hu! Humne… Humne kabhi talaak nahi liya. Tum aaj bhi meri patni ho, Bhavna!

Bhavna (scoffs) : Aur, phir bhi dobara shaadi kar li!? Kaisa ajeeb pyaar hai! Tumhe andaaza hai ki mein tumhe iske liye jail bhi bhijwa sakti hu?

Brijesh chup reh gaya, uska muh khula toh tha, par bol nahi nikal paaye. Akhirkar, ant me woh bola.

Brijesh : Papa ji ke jaane ke baad se mujhe samajh aa gaya hai ki kyu ve- sabhi ko ek saath jodkar rakhne ki koshish karte the. Isliye, mein… mein bas chaahta hu ki hum sab ek saath rahe. Bhale hi tum mujhe nazar-andaaz karti rehna. Bhale hi tum apni berukhi barkarar rakhna. P-Par… laut chalo.

Bhavna : Iske liye ab bahut derr ho chuki hai, Brijesh!

Brijesh : Toh, tum nahi chalogi!?

Bhavna : Tumhara koi haq nahi hai mujhse ye sawaal karne ka! Aur, agar hota bhi-! Toh, bhi mein uss ghar me dobara qadam nahi rakhti.

Brijesh : Th-Theek hai! Toh, tum nahi aaogi! L-Lekin, Veer-! Haan! *nods* Bhale hi humara rishta utna accha nahi raha. Par, mein use jaanta hu. Woh lautna zaroor chaahega. Agar, mein uss se baat karunga toh zaroor-! Haan! A-Aur, phir agar woh saath rahega toh phir tum-

Usne itna bola hi tha ki yeh sunn Bhavna ke haav-bhaav badal gaye. Abhi bhi shaant par ab uski aankhon me tej tha.

Bhavna : Khabardar!!!

Brijesh : !?

Bhavna : Khabardar! Himmat bhi mat karna, Brijesh! Mere bete ko behkaane aur mujhe apne ghar waapas laane ke bahaane ke taur par istemal karne ki himmat bhi mat karna. Warna mujhse bura koi nahi hoga.

Brijesh sann reh gaya.

Bhavna : Kya mein jaanti nahi? Veer ne tumhare adheen kitna kasht saha hai? Meri gerr-haziri me tumne uske saath kaisa sulook kiya kya mujhe pata nahi? Mein sab jaanti hu. Tej ko toh jaise-taise maine ek maa ke saath-saath baap ka pyaar bhi dene ki poori koshish ki, lekin Veer?

Brijesh : …

Bhavna : Uss bechaare ko toh baap hone ke bawajood ek baap ka pyaar nahi mila. Kya mujhe pata nahi? Ki tumne uske saath kaisa vyavhaar kiya tha? Kya mujhe pata nahi? Ki tum uss par apna gussa sirf isliye nikaalte the ki woh tumhe meri yaad dilaata tha? Ek charitra-heen patni ki!!

Brijesh : Bh-Bhavna…!

Bhavna : Marr gayi hai ye Bhavna aaj se tumhare liye. Aur, khabardar agar mere bete ko mujhse chheenane ke baare me socha bhi toh- warna mein tumhara woh hashr karungi, jo tumhari saat pushte bhi nahi dekhi hongi kabhi.

Agar, aaj Manorath ji ki terhvi na hoti, toh aaj shaayad Bhavna ke mukh se aur bhi katu shabd nikal sakte the.

Iske pehle ki woh kuchh jawab de paata—

“Maa!?”

Peechhe se jaani-pehchani awaaz aayi. Dono mude. Veer aashcharya me thodi doorie par khada hua tha. Uski bauhe bhram me sikudi hui thi.

Brijesh ke honth khule, bolne ko taiyaar—

—lekin, Bhavna pehle hi aage badh gayi. Hawa ki tarah tez, woh Brijesh ke bagal se nikli, Veer ki orr. Uska haath Veer ki kalaayi par aisi mazboot pakad ke saath kass gaya jo lagbhag atal thi.

Bhavna : Chalo Veer!!!

Bina kuchh kahe, woh Veer ko apne saath kheench kar le jaane lagi. Veer ek qadam ladkhadaya, aur peechhe khade Brijesh ko bas jaate-jaate dekhta raha. Tab tak jab tak ki wo andar nahi chale gaye.

Bhavna ne use jaane nahi diya. Uski pakad uss par sthir thi, maano jaise agar usne use chhora toh woh uski aankhon se kahi ojhal ho jaayega.

Ve darwaaze se guzre, bache hue mehmano ki dheemi vartalap ka shor maddham pad gaya. Jab dono andar pahuche, tab bhi Bhavna ne uski kalaayi nahi chhori. Veer ne apni maa ke haath ki orr dekha, phir unke chehre ki orr, chehre par teekhepann ko samajhte hi, woh bhaanp gaya ki uski maa, woh aurat jo shayad hi kabhi gussa dikhaati thi, abhi behad hi krodh me thi.

Jab wo logo ki nigaaho se door ho gaye, tabhi Bhavna ki pakad thodi dheeli hui, phir bhi usne uske haath ko apne haath me thaame rakha, maano doorie ka khayal hi use bechain kar raha ho.

Uss pal ye spasht tha. Bhavna ke liye, apne bete ko apne paas rakhne ki zaroorat se zyaada mazboot kuchh bhi nahi tha. Na ateet. Na kadvahat. Na dushmani.

Jab jaane ka samay hone laga, toh Arohi Veer ke saamne khadi hui thi, uski awaaz shaant lekin sthir thi.

Arohi : Mein… Aaj raat jaa rahi hu!

Woh boli, uski aankhein neeche zameen par gadi hui thi. Veer ki bauhe ye sunn sikudi. Use dhyaan aaya ki Arohi kaha jaane ki baat kar rahi thi.

‘Ahmedabad! MBA! Huh!’

Veer : Aaj? Itni jaldi?

Arohi uski nazro se bachte hue halka-sa sirr hilaayi.

Arohi : Dada ji ki terhvi thi, bas isliye ruki thi. Ab jaana hoga. Raat ki train hai.

Veer : Oh! Haan, toh mein-

Arohi : Nahi! Tumhe mujhe drop karne ki zaroorat nahi. Mummy aur Vivek bhaiya rahenge mere saath. Tumhari need yaha zyada hai, Veer.

Har baar ki tarah bina kuchh bole hi Arohi pehle hi samajh chuki thi ki Veer kya kehna chaah raha tha. Veer ek qadam aur paas aaya, abhi bhi use samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha.

Veer : Theek hai! Par-

Uske kuchh aur kehne se pehle hi, Arohi ne apni chunri theek ki, mudne ke liye taiyaar, magar uske perr hile nahi.

Uski khamoshi… uski ungliyaan jis tarah se hil rahi thi… Veer ne use turant bhaanp liya. Bina ek aur shabd kahe, woh aage badha aur use apni baaho me bhar liya.

Ek pal ke liye, Arohi thitak ke reh gayi. Phir, utni hi betaabi se uske haath Veer ke chaaro orr lipat gaye aur usne use apni baaho me kass kar bhar liya. Uski aankhein band ho gayi, dhadkane tez, aur usne mehsoos kiya. Veer ki wahi garmahat… Uske seene me hone ka sukoon… Uska dhaal ki tarah uske saamne khade rehna… Suraksha… Aur, ghar ka ek hissa jise chhor kar woh nahi jaana chaahti thi.

Usne apne aap ko iss vidaayi ke liye kayi baar taiyaar kar ke rakha hua tha, magar jab ab jaane ki baat sachmuch me aayi toh woh khud ko shaant nahi kar paayi.

Veer : I’ll miss you!

Arohi (weakly) : M-Me too…!

Veer halke se muskuraya, bas itna peechhe hata ki uska chehra dekh sake. Bina soche-samjhe, woh jhuka aur uske gaal ko dheere se choom liya.

Arohi ki saansein tham gayi. Uske gaal laal ho gaye aur iss se pehle ki Veer uske haav-bhaav ko samajh paata, woh jaldi se peechhe hati aur apna muh pher li.

“Waah! Waah! Meri kissy kaha hai?”

Tabhi, itne me peechhe se Kavya ki awaaz aayi jise sunn Arohi ke gaalo ka taapmaan aur bhi badh gaya. Kavya phudakti hui Veer ke saamne aayi aur usne apna gaal aage kar diya jaise kehna chaah rahi ho ki dekh kya rahe ho? Do!

Veer ne kiya bhi wahi! Woh ahista se jhuka, aur Kavya ke gaal ko jaise hi choomne ke liye hua, Kavya ne badi hi chalaaki se apna chehra halka sa mod liya, jiske chalte Veer ke honth seedhe Kavya ke hontho ke theek bagal waale hisse par jaa kar sparsh ho gaye. Veer jhatke se peechhe hata. Uski aankhein hairat me faili hui thi. Agar, uske reflexes itne tez na hote toh-

Veer : You…!

Kavya : Ehehe~ Maybe… next time. Heh~

Veer : You little…

Kavya : Ehehe~

Aur, woh waise hi phudakte hue bhaag gayi. Veer baal-baal bacha. Agar, uske honth waqai me sabke saamne Kavya ke hontho se chhiv jaate toh bahut dikkat ho sakti thi.

Arohi baaki sabhi se mili aur ek antim baar-

Arohi : B-Bye-!!

Usne kaha, uski awaaz lagbhag kaanp rahi thi, aur woh tez qadam lete hue gaadi me baith gayi. Veer use jaata hua dekhta raha, uske hontho par ek maayusi bhari muskaan. Arohi ko woh bahut yaad karne waala tha.

***

Casa Belle...

Aadesh apni hotel ke private suite me aalishan recliner par araam se baitha hua tha, uski kameez ke buttons aadhe khule hue the, jis se uski chhaati aur pasliyon par gehre baingani rang ke chot ke nishaan saaf dikhaayi de rahe the.

Uski personal secretary, uske baazu par aaye gande ghaav par dheere-dheere marham laga rahi thi. Har sparsh se woh sihar uthata, lekin kuchh kehta nahi. Use dard dikhaane se nafrat thi.

Pichhli raat ki hockey stick se maar ki jhalke, use ab bhi sata rahi thi. Veer ki wo laal aankhein. Use yaad tha. Beshaq. Woh aankhein laal hi thi. Uske badan par ruye khade ho gaye.

Usne uss drishya ko bhoolte hue apne event manager, Kumar ko dekha jo kuchh doorie par khada hua tha, haath me folder aur kandho me ek ajeeb si jakdan liye.

Aadesh : Kumar! Kya update hai?

Uski awaaz shaant thi, lekin usme ek bhaaripann tha jo aadar ki maang kar raha tha. Kumar ne gala saaf kiya aur savdhani se baat shuru ki.

Kumar : Hotel ka kaam chal raha hai, Sir. Do chhote events cancel ho chuke hai. Hold waali partnerships bhi cancel ho gayi hai.

Aadesh : Cancel? Kyu?

Kumar : Sir... Y-Ye sab uss video ke kaaran ho raha hai.

Aadesh : Video?

Kumar : Aur, Sir... Ab jab aap wapas se hotel me ho, police aap se jaanch ke liye aa sakti hai.

Aadesh : Ye kya bak rahe ho? Police? Mujhe laga tha tumne police ka matter sambhaal liya hoga.

Kumar : M-Maine sambhaal liya tha, Sir. Lekin... Iss video ne sab kuchh gadbad kar di hai. Ye dekhiye.

Kumar aage aate hue ek tablet ki screen par ek video chala ke Aadesh ko dikhaane laga. Jaise hi Aadesh ne wo video dekha uski aankhein phail gayi. Gusse se usne apne daant mees liye.

Video me wahi tha. Balhaar. Mumbai ka don. Haath me whiskey ka glass liye, ek bhavya sofe par aalasya me baitha hua tha.

"Kabhi-kabhi fursat ke palo ka maza lene ke liye... Mumbai ki sabse shandar hotel me aana padta hai. Services bhi achhi. Privacy bhi. Luxury bhi. Aur, koi rok-tok karne waala nahi. Hahaha!"

Aadesh jaanta tha. Video me private suite usi ka tha. Video aisa prateet ho raha tha jaise kisi ne chupke se video banaaya ho aur leak kiya ho.

Kintu, Aadesh jaanta tha. Yeh video jaan-boojh ke banaaya gaya tha. Aur, aisa dikhaya gaya tha jaise ki video leak kiya gaya ho. Dekhte hi dekhte social media me ye video felta hi jaa raha tha.

Yahi kaaran hai ki kyu uss raat Balhaar private suite ke andar gaya tha, jab Aadesh ko ghaseeta jaa raha tha. Woh ye video banaane hi gaya tha.

Aadesh ka haath armrest par itni zor se jakad gaya ki uski ungliyaan safed pad gayi. Lagbhag tablet ko fek kar todne se usne khud ko bachaaya.

Usne apne daant peese, dheemi gurraahat me wo badbadaya.

Aadesh : Ye saale... Mujhe frame kar rahe hai. Ek don agar din-dahaade hotel me ruk sakta hai, toh zaahir hai security ko lekar kayi sawaal khade honge ki akhir Casa Belle ne ek Don ko shelter dene ki himmat kaise ki? Police shaq kar rahi hogi ki mere connections underworld se toh nahi? Damn it!

Usne ek gehri saans li.

Aadesh : Kumar! Police se deal karo. Sab kuchh legally handle karo. Unhe batao ki mujhe frame kiya gaya hai. Aur, mere shareer par lage ye ghaav bhi ek saboot hi hai. Aur, agar maamla haath se nikalta dekhe, toh paise ka istemal karo. Samajh gaye?

Kumar (nods) : Ji Sir!

Aadesh peechhe jhuk gaya, uski aankhein band ho gayi. Jeevan me pehli baar aaj use gusse ke saath-saath thoda darr bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.

***

Trisha's house,
Evening - 7:30 PM ~

Rohan ke chehre par hatasha saaf jhalak rahi thi. Drawing room ki table par aneko files padi hui thi, lekin uski nazar sirf Trisha par thi.

Rohan (frowns) : Tumhare dimaag me chal kya raha tha, Trisha? Late night, bina kisi ko inform kiye, Vasai slaughterhouse chali gayi? Tum DSP ho, koi private detective nahi! Upar se rapid action unit leke-!?

Trisha (glaani me) : Mein sirf lead follow kar rahi thi… mujhe laga-

Rohan : Laga? Kya laga, Trisha? Tumhe bas laga, isliye tumne poori operation team le jaa ke bina sanction ke raid kar di? Pata hai kitni jaan gayi hai waha? Aur, woh Ranjeet…

Trisha : Wahi Ranjeet hi tha Prestige shootout ke peechhe, Rohan. I- I confirmed it later.

Rohan : Aur, tumne use hi maar diya. Tum samajh rahi ho? Tumne ek key suspect khatam kar diya. Case ka main thread hi kat gaya.

Trisha ne apni aankhon ko neeche kar liya. Uska dil bhaari tha.

Trisha (weakly) : Mein… mein nahi chaahti thi aisa ho. It... It was an accident, Rohan.

Rohan ne gehri saans li.

Rohan : Trisha, tumne apne pehle ke failures se kuchh seekha bhi nahi. Serial killer ka pata lagaane me already tumhari performance question me thi. Aur, ab yeh… tum samajh rahi ho iska fallout? Maine tumse kaha bhi tha ki iss case par zyada focus karo. Baaki kisi par nahi. Par-

Trisha chup thi.

Rohan (hatasha me) : Transfer order lag chuka hai, Trisha. IG Crime Branch ne recommendation di hai. ADG Headquarters ne endorse bhi kar diya. Ab yeh Home Department ke paas hai. Aur, tum jaanti ho, ek baar file home secretary ke sign tak chali gayi… even a DGP like me can’t pull it back.

Trisha (desperately) : Tum DGP ho, Rohan… tum kuchh kar nahi sakte kya?

Rohan : Police System me DGP bhi ek limit tak hi intervention kar sakta hai. Police Act ke under, disciplinary action aur transfers ka final decision state government ka hota hai. Mein bas delay kar sakta tha… cancel nahi. Tumhare record me ab iss operation ka blunder bhi add ho gaya hai. Ab toh Home Minister tak baat pahunch chuki hai, Trisha.

Uski baat ka ek-ek shabd Trisha ke dil ko chubh raha tha.

Rohan (nirasha me) : Mein chaah ke bhi ab kuchh nahi kar sakta, Trisha. Kaash tumne meri baat ko seriously liya hota. Ab tum bas apni posting ka wait karo.

Itna bol, Rohan ne apna coat uthaya, aur bina peechhe dekhe waha se nikal gaya. Woh Trisha ki harqat se behad niraash tha.

Trisha (mutters) : R-Rohan...!

Ghar ka sannaata bhaari tha. Trisha ki saansein tez chal rahi thi. Uska dimag abhi bhi slaughterhouse ki tasveer se bhara hua tha. Ranjeet ki laash, uske aadmiyon ki laashe, khoon-kharaba sab uske mann me mandra raha tha.

Woh apni soch ko halka karne ke liye baahar tehelne ke liye nikli. Darwaza kholte hi uske perr thithak gaye. Usne neeche dekha.

Ek envelope.

Usne aas-paas dekha. Raasta khaali tha. Koi nazar nahi aa raha tha. Jhuk ke usne dheere se envelope uthaya. Dil tezi se dhadak raha tha. Aur, ghar ke andar aake usne cover ko phaada.

Andar se ek photo nikal kar neeche zameen par gir gayi. Jaise hi usne use dekha-

Uske chehre ka rang udd gaya. Tasveer mein woh khud thi. Apni gun ko Ranjeet par aim karte hue jo hooks se latka hua tha. Ranjeet ke seene par goliyaan dhansi hui thi, jism khoon se ekdum laal.

'Yeh… yeh kaise…?'

Uska haath kaanpne laga. Dimag me ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi.

Woh flash… woh click… koi tha waha. Koi dekh raha tha. Zaahir hai, asli murderer. Jisne use phasaaya.

Envelope ke andar photo ke saath me ek chhota note bhi tha. Usne use uthaya, aur padhna shuru kiya.

"Agar ye photo sheher bhar me ghoomti dekhna nahi chaahti, toh jaisa mein keh raha hoon waisa karo. Bihar! Go there! Ya waha ki police se contact karo. There's a conman there who loots and kills innocent people. Find him. Capture him. Tumhare paas zyada waqt nahi. Warna..."

Note yahi khatam ho gaya.

Trisha ki aankhon me gussa aur darr dono tha. Uska dimag chillane ko keh raha tha, lekin dil samajh raha tha ki yeh koi chhota khel nahi tha. Transfer ki talwar pehle hi uske sirr pe latak rahi thi… aur, ab yeh blackmail bhara note.

Ek baat spasht thi. Jo bhi tha, uski har harqat par nazar rakh raha tha. Ab agar usne yeh kaam nahi kiya… toh uska career, uska naam, sab barbaad ho sakta tha.

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Parijaat ke ghar raat me Veer Suman aur Aabha ko lekar aaya hua tha. Vandna se Suman ki bhaint karwana zaroori tha. Sabhi aurtein baahar hall me baatein kar rahi thi toh wahi Veer andar bedroom me laita apne system me vyast tha.

Aur, tabhi uske mann me-

[S-Sorry...!]

'...!?'

[I... I'm sorry!]

Pari ki ruwasi awaaz uske mann me goonji. Subah se woh sleep mode me thi. Manorath ji ki terhvi ke waqt jab Veer emotional feel kar raha tha tab bhi woh baahar nahi aayi thi.

Aur, isliye ab use apne upar glaani mehsoos ho rahi thi. Veer ne kuchh na kaha. Bas khamosh laita raha.

Yaha aane se pehle usne hi Trisha ke ghar me woh photo aur note envelope me rakh ke bheja tha. Vandna ne jo kuchh bhi bataya tha, uss se ye spasht tha ki wo baba hi kuchh gadbad tha. Dhongiyo ko lekar Veer kaafi chaukanna rehta tha, khaas kar Slogan ka past dekhne ke baad se.

Aur, agar waqai me kuchh gadbad thi- toh, Trisha ko waha bhej ko uss se waha ka sach nikalwana sabse uchit tareeka tha.

Kyunki, yaha par uske haath waise hi bandhe hue the.

*Ding*

[Mission : The Devil is in the details.
Description : Find the culprit who messed with Hotel Prestige, Yarnia, and host's family. Find the plotter.
Rewards : 10,000 points.
Time limit : 1 month.

Mission failure penalty : Unknown for now.]

Pehla mission toh yahi tha jo Veer ke liye mushqil hone waala tha.

Toh, wahi dusra tha-

[Mission : Deal breaker (1)
Description : Find the truth about Pushkar, Gaurav and Nik.
Rewards :
1) 10,000 points.
2) Favourability increase of Divya and Suhana.

Time limit : 9 days.
Mission failure penalty : Losing Suhana and Divya.]

Ye tha jo uske liye sabse mehatvpoorn hone waala tha. Samay seema kam thi. Sirf 9 din.

[H-Hey! I-I'm sorry! *sniff*]

'Hmm!'

Iss baar Veer ne bas haami bhari, jo Pari ko bilkul bhi pasand nahi aayi.

[Bol toh diya maine sorry. Wh-Why are you behaving like this now?]

'Behaving like what?'

[L-Like... *sniff* Like this.]

'Kya?'

[Argh! Forget it. *sniff*]

'Show me the favorabilities, Pari!'

[Mmm!]

*Ding*




Agle hi kshan Veer ke saamne favorabilities ka panel khul gaya. Usne dekha ki sabhi ki favorabilities me baddhotri hui thi siwaaye-

Ragini ke. Favourability ghat chuki thi. Aur, uski wajah Veer bakhubi jaanta tha.

Usne dekha ki Vandna ki favourability halki-si badhi thi. Shayad baahar Parijaat ki aurtein use samjhaane me lagi hui thi.

Usne Skill Shop ki orr apna dhyaan kiya. Skill Shop humesha hi har ek hafte me refresh hoti thi. Har system holder keval aur keval unhi skills ko khareed sakta tha jo uss waqt Skill Shop me maujood rehti thi.

Aisa nahi tha ki jo mann me aaya wo skill khareed li. Isliye, Veer ne kabhi Skill Shop par zyada dhyaan nahi diya tha. Kyunki, adhiktar samay jo skills use chahiye hoti thi, waisi koi shop me hoti hi nahi thi.

'Pari! Open the skill shop.'

[Hmm!]

*Ding*

Veer ke saamne system ki neeli screen par skill shop khul gayi. Har hafte 10 random skills shop me available hoti thi. System level jab se 10 par aaya tha tab se kaafi kuchh badlaav aa chuke the system me.

Unse skills ko dekha...

[Skill : Steel Focus

Description : Enhances the host's concentration to hyper-human levels for short bursts. Multitasking becomes effortless, distractions fade away, and time seems to slow during execution. Ideal for high-stress environments or performance-critical tasks.

Price : 3000 points
Tier : Silver Tier Skill (Upgradable)]

'Hmm? Silver Tier huh! For multitasking!?'

[Master! Mein suggest karungi ki aap ye skill na le.]

'Ohh? Aur, kyu?'

[Kyunki, points ko invest karne ke liye aur bhi achhi-achhi skills hai.]

Veer ne haami bhar agli skill ko dekha.

[Skill : Reflex Override

Description : Temporarily boosts the host’s reflexes to their absolute peak. Dodging punches, catching falling objects, reacting to sudden threats, all become second nature.

Price : 4500 points
Tier : Gold Tier Skill (Non upgradable)]

[Again, aapke reflexes pehle hi fast hai. Upar se Beowulf's Blessings aapke senses, reflexes, speed, agility sab increase kar deta hai. So, a useless skill for you.]

'I agree. What's the next one?'

[Skill : Mind Mirror

Description : Enables the host to instantly analyze micro-expressions, tone, and body language to deduce emotions and possible intentions. Acts like a real-time psychological mirror.

Price : 6000 points
Tier : Gold Tier Skill (Non upgradable)]

'Huh?'

Iss baar Veer uth ke baith gaya.

'This skill...!'

[It's a good skill. But again, kya aapko iski zaroorat hai?]

'It might come in handy in Pushkar's mission. Lekin, non upgradable hai. Aur, bas yahi reason hai jo mein hesitate kar raha hu.'

[Exactly, master. Pehle saari skills dekh lijiye. Then, ise dekhte hai.]

'Hmm!'

[Skill : Shadow Memory

Description : The host can recall anything they’ve seen or heard in the past 7 days with absolute clarity, as if replaying a recording. Useful for surveillance, investigations, or sharp decision-making.

Price: 7000 points
Tier: Gold Tier Skill]

'Ohhh!'

[Kya aapko iski need hai?]

'Well, ye skill exams ke liye mast hai, haha! Oh fuck!'

[Hmm?]

'Mujhe abhi yaad aaya ki... Shayad college me exams aane waale the. Pragya! I remember she told me exams would come soon!'

Usne apna phone check kiya. Dekha toh paaya ki Pragya ka number uski blocked list me dala hua tha.

'What the...!?'

Use ye pata nahi tha ki Pragya ka contact number Kavya ne uss din uske phone me block kar diya tha.

'Shit...!'

Ab jab usne Pragya ko wapas se ping kiya toh dhada-dhad ek saath kayi messages aane shuru ho gaye.

Pragya : Veer!!! Are you there? Literally! Maine kitne calls kiye tumhe do you even know? Par, call lag hi nahi raha tha. Did you block me or something?

Veer : Ah! Let's just say I was very busy. Aur, tumne news to dekhi hi hogi.

Pragya : Ah! Right! Right! Kaise ho tum? Is everything fine?

Veer : Better than before.

Pragya : Right. I'll cut to the chase. Tumne apna pehla exam miss kar diya hai.

Veer (sighs) : I see...!

Pragya : But still... It's not too late. Ye finals nahi hai. But don't take them lightly.

Veer : Mein nahi aa paunga.

Pragya : Wait! What?

Veer : Dada ji expire ho gaye hai toh- I won't be attending the college.

Pragya : Ahh! My condolences. B-But... Exams-!?

Veer : Mein dekh lunga. See ya!

Pragya : Ah! O-Ok!

Veer ne apna phone side me rakha. Uske paas ab inn college ke shenanigans ke liye samay nahi tha. Wo kayi guna bade matters se deal kar raha tha life me. Pehle inhe handle karna zaroori tha.

'Pari! Continue karo.'

[Ok!]

[Skill : Ambidex Mastery

Description : Grants perfect control over both hands and legs allowing the host to perform complex tasks with either or both simultaneously. Perfect for combat, surgery, or multitasking environments.

Price: 2500 points
Tier: Silver Tier Skill (Upgradable)]

'Hmm! Mera right hand dominant hai. Left hand weak. Lekin, sirf 2500 points ke liye mein-! Abhi nahi. I don't need that right now.'

[That's right.]

Woh aage badha.

[Skill : Lion’s Voice

Description : Modulates the host’s voice to command attention, induce trust, or inspire fear, based on intent. Especially effective in negotiations, speeches, or interrogations.

Price: 8000 points
Tier: Platinum Tier Skill (Non upgradable)]

[Ise buy karna bewakoofi hogi, Master.]

'Right! Already mere paas Intimidating Presence hai. It's useless for me.'

[Exactly, Master.]

'Next!'

[Skill : Urban Ghost

Description : Makes the host's movement nearly undetectable in populated areas, blending with crowds, avoiding cameras, and leaving minimal trace. Doesn’t make you invisible, just invisible enough.

Price : 9000 points
Tier : Platinum Tier Skill (Upgradable)]

'This...!'

Veer ki bauhe sikudi. Ye skill kamaal ki thi. Upar se Platinum Tier skill thi aur upgradable bhi.

Veer raat me slaughterhouse me apni stealth ka istemal isliye kar paaya tha kyunki, samay raat ka tha. Andhera tha. Aur, uske khilaaf aam aadmi the. Na ki system holders.

Agar, yahi stealth infiltration wo kisi system holders ke base me jaake karta toh woh beshaq nakaam ho jaata.

'Pari! Kitne points bache hai total?'

[29,000 points.]

'Tch!'

Skill mehngi thi. Waqai. Lekin, Veer ko iski zaroorat thi. Garofano aur Erica dono ke paas 'Dead Silence' thi. Erica ke paas 'Chameleon' bhi thi jo use stealth me maahir banaati thi.

Kintu, uske paas aisi koi si bhi skill nahi thi. Aur, jaise-jaise wo aage badh raha tha. Use lagne laga tha ki infiltration aur stealth ke liye kisi ek skill ka hona behad zaroori tha.

'Pari! Buy this skill.'

[Huh? Are you sure, Master?]

'Hmm!'

[Okay!]

*Ding*

[9000 points have been used.]

*Ding*

['Urban Ghost' skill has been added to the skills.]

[Total points left : 20,000.]

Veer ne ek santushti bhari haami bhari. Usne fir 'Quest Hunt' ki orr dekha. Na jaane kitna samay ho chuka tha use iska istemal kiye.

'I feel like playing today. Kitne points use honge ek draw me, Pari?'

[1000 points for 1 pull.]

'Fuckin' hell!!'

Veer ka dimaag price sunte hi kharab ho gaya. Shuruat me kaha 200 points lagte the aur ab-

'Maybe? I might get lucky!? Draw one pull.'

[Are you sure, Master?]

'Yeah!'

*Ding*

[1000 points have been used.]

*Ding*

[Congratulations for getting nothing at all.]

'Fucking...!!!'

Veer ke muh se gaali nikalte-nikalte reh gayi. Usne chaadar ko kass kar bheencha.

'D-Draw one more time.'

[Are you really sure, Master?]

'Yeah! Zyada se zyada kya hoga? Ya toh kuchh nahi milega ya phir ek legendary card, right?'

[O-Okay!]

*Ding*

[1000 points have been used.]

*Ding*

[Congratulations for being an idiot again. You get nothing at all.]

'Motherfucke-!!!'

[Umm! M-Master! Quest Hunt aisa hi hota hai. It's all based on luck. D-Do you want to continue?]

'Y-Yeah! Points hai bahut mere paas. Agar, kuchh achha mil gaya toh-'

*Ding*

[1000 points have been used.]

*Ding*

[Woohoo! Hatrick! Congratulations for being the same idiot for the third time.]

'What the hell is wrong with these notifications? Huh?'

[Ah! I don't know, Master. Wait! K-Kahi!? Huh? Is it you? Ah! Damn it! She might be doing this...!]

'What the hell? Kaun? Kiski baat kar rahi ho tum, Pari?'

[Remember the first Pari? She...! Argh! It's hard to explain now, Master. B-But... Abhi notifications ko bhool jaaiye. I can't do anything about it. Do you want me to continue?]

'Yeah! Go on!'

*Ding*

[1000 points have been used.]

*Ding*

[How can someone be so dumb? Congratulations for being the absolute disgrace.]

'Madar-!!! I swear, I'll kill her! Is she messing with me? Wo system ko beech me kaise influence kar sakti hai? I guess tum mujhe bataane se rahi. Mere jawaab agar mujhe chahiye toh sirf intezar ke alawa mere paas koi aur choice nahi, right?'

[Yes. Thank you for understanding, Master. Do you still want to play? You are now left with 16,000 points.]

'One last time.'

[Sure?]

'Do it!'

*Ding*

[1000 points have been used.]

*Ding*

[Congratulations! You have gained 'Beowulf's Blessings II Legendary Card.]

'What the-!! No! No! No! No! Don't tell me mujhe wahi card phir se mil gaya!'

Veer phir se usi card ke milne par pareshan ho raha tha ki tabhi-

*Ding*

[Do you want to fuse the card? Or sell it?]

'Huh? Wait! M-Mein card fuse kar sakta hu?'

Veer ka dimaag chakra raha tha. Uske badan par rue khade ho chuke the.

[Yes Master. Some cards can be fused. You got very lucky. Aapko Beowulf's Blessings II mila hai. It's the final form. Don't sell it. Fuse it.]

'Then do it!'

Aur, agle hi kshan usne dekha ki uska puraana Beowulf's Blessings ka card iss naye Beowulf's Blessings II ke card ke saath fuse hone laga.

Dono card ek dusre se takra ke ek mishran me badal rahe the. Ek naya card.

Aur, jaise hi woh naya card Veer ke saamne aaya, Veer ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi.

*Ding*

[Congratulations! You have gained 'Eternal Beowulf' the final form of 'Beowulf's Blessings.']




Veer maun reh gaya.

[You are now left with 15,000 points.]

'Fuckkk!!'

Woh khush hoke sab kuchh padh paata ki tabhi uska phone punah baj utha aur message tha — Suhana ka.

"Veer! I need your help. ICONGLOBE kuchh hi dino me aane waali hai. Sonu wants to get this deal. But Kaera would be there as well. I... I need your help. C-Can you... Can you help Sonu get this deal? Don't consider this as a repayment of any favor. I... I'm just asking you as a close friend. W-Will you help me?"
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Aaj ke liye itna hi guys.
This update consists of 9k words. Isme bahut kuchh aur hona tha but maine ant me ise thoda light hi rakha because of the fever I was having. I could only write this much. But ye bhi ek shocker rahega ju logo ke liye ki cards fuse bhi ho sakte hai. You didn't see that coming now, do you? Thoda system lore me aur deeply ghuse hai hum iss update me. ICONGLOBE is here. You know now what's coming. Aaj ke liye itna hi. Target wahi hai. 250. Reviews rakhne ka aur likes thokne ka.
Dhanyavad.

Mast update hy bro a1

 

[jone964]

Update - 205 ~ Love, Sex & Plans (1)​

Ab tak...

Veer maun reh gaya.

[You are now left with 15,000 points.]

'Fuckkk!!'

Woh khush hoke sab kuchh padh paata ki tabhi uska phone punah baj utha aur message tha — Suhana ka.

"Veer! I need your help. ICONGLOBE kuchh hi dino me aane waali hai. Sonu wants to get this deal. But Kaera would be there as well. I... I need your help. C-Can you... Can you help Sonu get this deal? Don't consider this as a repayment of any favor. I... I'm just asking you as a close friend. W-Will you help me?"

Ab aage...

Yesterday…
FBCC Headquarters,
New York, Night - 9:36 PM ~

Building ki sabse upri manzil par aaj bhi andhera tha. Sirf, chaand ki raushni hi kamre me khidkiyo ke zariye daakhil ho rahi thi. Rebecca table se lagi ek kursi par baithi hui thi, uska ek haath kursi ke armrest par tha, toh wahi dusra table par thap-thapa raha tha.

Uss se kuchh hi doorie par Damian baitha hua tha, uske sirr par safed pattiyaan bandhi hui thi. Rebecca ne use dekha aur akhirkar khamoshi ko bhang kiya.

Rebecca : Wound kaisa hai ab?

Damian ne apna jabda sikoda, uski ungliyaan kursi ke armrest par dhasne ko ho gayi.

Damian : Better. Heal ho chuka hai. Stitches hatwaane hai.

Rebecca ke honth bhi ek patli rekha me sikud gaye.

Rebecca : If only you had a healing skill. *sighs* Tumhe ek le leni chahiye.

Damian : I’m saving my points.

Rebecca : For what? Aise pitne ke liye?

Damian : …

Rebecca : Hmm?

Damain : For something greater…!

Ek pal ke liye phir sannata chhaa gaya. Damian ki nazrein floor par tiki, uski yaadein taaza ho gayi. Marble floor ka ukhadna, uski khopdi ka neeche zameen par dhasna aur nichle floor ki ceiling me se nikalna. Sab yaad karte hi usne apni aankhein band kar li.

Rebecca apni seat par hili, uski hat ne uski aankhon ko chhipa rakha tha. Wo reports. Unhe paane ka idea. Unse hui galti.

Damian (after a pause) : You really thought we could take him, didn’t you?

Rebecca : No! I thought we could take the reports. Aur, mein galat thi. Sorry!

Iske pehle ki Damian kuchh keh paata ki tabhi-

*Clack* *Clack*

Polished shoes ki tez, sochi samjhi, lay me chalne ki awaaz corridor me goonj gayi.

Damian aur Rebecca dono shaant pad gaye. Unke chehre par halke darr ke bhaav umad aaye.

Woh aa chuka tha.

Andhere se bhare ek hallway se nikalte hue X chaand ki raushni me unke saamne prakat hua. Badan par navy blue suit, haath par mehngi ghadi, galey me mehngi chain, baal abhi bhi geele, peechhe ki orr kanghi kiye hue.

Uski muskan garmjoshi se bhari hui thi. Ek aisi muskan jo achhe-achho ko bewakoof bana de. Aisi muskan jo bharose ko nashe ki tarah bech sakti thi.

Par, Rebecca aur Damian jaante the. Jaante the ki yeh muskan kitni khatarnak aur jhoothi thi.

X (lightly) : Well, this is cozy. A moonlit rendezvous… Agar, mein na aata toh dekh ke aisa lag raha tha jaise tum dono date par ho. Am I wrong?

Woh bina kuchh poochhe Rebecca ke saamne waali kursi par baith gaya. Uski wahi apni gaddi, jo maano yeh darshaati thi ki FBCC ki chairman bhale hi Rebecca thi, kintu uss se bhi bada ek boss udhar baitha hua tha.

X ki nazrein ek pal ke liye Rebecca ki dress par padi aur woh muskuraya.

X : New dress? Par, ye kya? Phir se black? Woman! There are other colors as well, you know.

Rebecca ki aankhein sikudi, uska swar teekha tha.

Rebecca : Tumhe mere wardrobe par dhyaan dene ki zaroorat nahi! Cut the formalities.

X : Oh! Feisty huh?

Rebecca : …

Agle hi pal X peechhe jhuka aur uske poore haav-bhaav ekdum se badal gaye. Hawa bhaari ho chali. Rebecca aur Damian, dono ne ye mehsoos kiya.

X : Invitations?

Rebecca (straightens) : Bhej diye hai.

X : Kitne?

Rebecca : Ten.

X : Ten? That wasn’t the number I gave you, right? Twelve. That was the number.

Rebecca hichkichayi. Phir, boli-

Rebecca : Y-You! You don’t seriously intend to invite that lunatic, right?

X : Oh, I absolutely do. You think insanity makes a poor guest? I find it… entertaining. Waise bhi, uske aane ke chances kam hi honge.

Rebecca : Tsk!

X : Aur, agle ka kya?

Rebecca (breathes in) : She’s untraceable since the last 6 months.

X (surprised) : Oh!!!

Ek pal ke liye X ke chehre par ashcharya jhalka. Aur, phir woh dheere se muskuraya.

X : Interesting! No matter. She isn’t a threat. At least not until she remembers she wants to be.

Rebecca : …

X : Anyways… The main matter is… ISRO!!! Has it been handled?

Rebecca ke honth kass gaye.

Rebecca (frowns) : India isn’t simple. Sab waha par maujood hai. Renshu aur uski daughter Erica. Korean surgeon — Garofano. That singer — Natalia Martin. Aur, tumhara favourite… Veer!!! Sab wahi jama hai. Any movement will alert them.

X : Tumne China me toh bakhoobi ye kaam kiya tha!?

Rebecca : China was easy. *frowns* Garofano aur Renshu aapas me bhide hue the. Veer was just cannon fodder. Movement easy tha. Jaw Long was naive. But… Ab ye utna asaan nahi.

X aage jhuka, uski parchhaayi table par fel gayi.

X : Then don’t move while the hive is swarming. Wait. Breathe. And, when they scatter… that’s when you strike.

Rebecca kuchh nahi boli, usne bas apna sarr neeche jhuka liya, uski hat ne uske chehre ko dhak liya.

X : Aur, tumhe wo mauka jald hi milne waala hai. Devise a plan. No traces. No footprints. No hiccups. You get that?

Rebecca (nods) : Hmm! But… Veer?

X : Veer waha rahega hi nahi tab. Waise bhi… Uske paas tracing skills nahi hongi. You can easily go by that time. He won’t be able to follow you. He’ll be too busy shining under the sun to notice the shadows. *grins*

Ek pal ke liye kamra thanda pad gaya. Damian ki saans bhi bhaari ho gayi. Rebecca ne dheere se saans chhori aur akhirkar usne woh sawaal poochha jo use chubh raha tha.

Rebecca : K-Kya tum… waqai me wo karne waale ho?

X ne use ghoora, maano jaise kisi painting par vichaar kar raha ho. Phir, muskan laut aayi. Aur, bhi komal, aur bhi khatarnak.

X : Yahi toh first step hai. A small step… but even the smallest step can send nations trembling if the ground beneath is thin enough.

Woh utha, kursi zameen par dheere se ragad khaayi, usne apni cufflinks ko sehejta se theek kiya, maano jaise kisi party me jaa raha ho.

Aur, jaise hi woh darwaaze ki orr muda, uski nazar Damian par padi. Uski muskan aur bhi gehri ho gayi. Na kroor, na hi kisi dushmani se bhari. Bas chanchal. Jo Damian ke badan ke rue aur khade kar gayi.

X : How’s the head? Still ringing? Next time, always try to duck. Or maybe… *smiles* There won’t be a next time.

Aur, itna bol woh waha se chala gaya. Rebecca ne ek raahat bhari saans li, aankhein band kari aur mann hi mann fusfusayi.

'He’s moving too fast. At this rate…’

Damian bhi bas chup-chap darwaaze ko ghoorta raha, na jaane uske mann me kya chal raha tha.

***

Present,
Parijaat ghar, Mumbai,
Night - 9:05 PM ~

Veer ladkhadata hua hall me pravesh kiya. Uske dil ki dhadkane abhi bhi tez thi. Pichhle ek-dedh ghante me jo kuchh hua tha ye usne pehli baar mehsoos kiya tha. Woh ehsaas...

'Fucking hell... Suman...! Huh! God damn it!'

Suman ne jo uske saath kiya tha. Use yaad karte hi Veer ki aankhein madhoshi me band ho gayi. Usne apni saansein durust ki-

-ki tabhi, uska phone baj utha. Message uski Purvi maasi ka tha :

"Veer! Jaldi aa jao beta! Urgent hai!"

Message padh Veer ke seene me ek gaanth si kass gayi. Urgent? Kahi uski maasi kisi musibat me toh nahi phas gayi?

Usne call back kiya. Ghanti toh jaa rahi thi magar Purvi phone nahi utha rahi thi.

'Shit!'

Uski chinta aur adhik badh gayi. Woh jaanta tha ki kal uske mausa ji wapas aane waale the. Aaj ki raat use apni maasi ke sang aur rukna tha. Usne apne mausa ji ko vachan diya tha ki woh maasi ka khayaal rakhega.

Kintu, lagatar call lagaane ke baad bhi jab Purvi ne phone nahi uthaaya toh Veer ke dil ki dhadkane badh gayi.

Wo 20 minute ke andar hi Purvi ke ghar pahucha. Darwaza khula hua tha. Woh dhadalle se hall me pravesh kiya toh-

Usne apni maasi ko wahi living room me khidki ke paas khada hua paaya. Ek teal rang ki kurti aur palazzo pehni, Purvi apne baal savaar rahi thi.

Veer : Maasi!!?

Purvi (glances) : Huh? Veer? Aa gaye!?

Veer : Kya hua? Aap phone nahi utha rahi thi? Kya urgent hai? Sab theek toh hai na? Kuchh hua hai kya?

Purvi ne jab uske itne saare sawaal ek saath sune toh wo apna kaam rokte hue use dekhi.

Purvi : Hmm? Nahi toh- kuchh bhi toh nahi. Kya hua?

Veer : Hey bhagwan! Aap call nahi utha rahi thi toh mujhe laga kahi aap kisi musibat me toh nahi phas gayi? Upar se aapne kaha tha ki urgent hai. Aapko pata hai mein kitni tez gaadi chala ke aaya hu?

Purvi ko jab samajh aaya toh wo tez qadmo ke saath uske nazdeek aayi. Usne uski baah ko thaama. Uski wajah se Veer gaadi tez chala ke aaya tha. Kahi use kuchh ho jaata toh? Ye sochte hue woh thoda ghabra gayi.

Purvi : Oh! Sorry! So sorry lalla! Maine phone andar charging me laga diya. Silent me hai. Isliye, dekh hi nahi paayi-

Veer (sighs) : Aap bhi na!

Purvi : Sorry!

Veer : Aur, ye kya? Aap itna taiyaar ho rahi ho? Kahi jaa rahi ho?

Purvi (smiles) : Haan! Isliye, tumhe jaldi bulaaya maine. Jaa rahi hu mein. Par, sirf mein nahi. Tum bhi!

Veer : Huh? Kaha?

Purvi (smiles) : Mujha nahi pata. Par... Aaj apni maasi ko kahi le chalo Veer.

Veer : Huh? Par, kaha?

Purvi : Woh mujhe nahi pata. Bas le chalo. Koi achhi si jagah. Bas... Ghar se baahar.

Veer : Theek hai! Chaliye phir!

Veer apni maasi ko car me bithaate hue waha se nikla. Use nahi pata tha ki Purvi ko kaha jaana tha, woh toh bas gaadi le jaaye jaa raha tha. Tabhi, gaadi me baithe-baithe usne sujhaav diya.

Veer : Juhu beach, maasi? Chalna hai?

Purvi : Tum jaha le chalo, Veer.

Safar shaant tha. Raat me sheher lights se jagmagaya hua tha. Juhu beach aate hi ve dono gaadi se utre. Samudra ki lehre raat ki chandni me chamak rahi thi. Bheed iss waqt behad kam thi. Zyadatar couples hi aapas me haath me haath daale waha ghoom rahe the.

Purvi : Joote utaar do, Veer. Aao! Ret me nange perr chal ke dekho. Bahut maza aayega.

Veer (smiles) : Dhyaan se, maasi. Raat ka samay hai. Galti se koi keeda na kaat le. Nahi toh-

Purvi : Oh! Aao na! Kuchh nahi hoga. Aao! Chalo!

Woh uski baah pakadte hue use kheench kar le jaane lagi. Dono geeli ret par nange paanv chalne lage, thandi hawayein Purvi ki bechain aatma ke liye ek marham ka kaam kar rahi thi.

Veer ki maujoodgi, ek sukoon dene waali anubhooti thi uske liye. Chalte-chalte uska haath kabhi-kabhi Veer ke haath ko chhoota, toh kabhi wo khud uski orr dolte hue uss se chipak jaati.

Kabhi paani ke chheete wo uss par uchhaalte hue bhaagne lagti toh Veer use pakad leta. Woh khilkhilaati. Aur, dono hasste hue geeli ret par gir jaate. Iss baat ki bina chinta kiye ki unke kapde ret se sann rahe the.

Dono aapas me chipke hue wahi ret par baithe lehro ko aata-jaata dekh rahe the. Akhirkar, Purvi ne apne mann ki baat kahi.

Purvi : Tumhare mausa ji...! Lalla! Wo badal rahe hai.

Usne dheere se kaha, uski awaaz bamushqil hi lehro ke shor me sunaayi de rahi thi.

Purvi : Maine tumhe bataya tha na. Inke school me... Wo sab madam log, inka istemal karti hai. Aur, ye hai ki-

Veer : Mausa ji principal hai na?

Purvi : Assistant principal. Par, sabko yahi bataate hai ki principal hai. Principal ek madam hai aur wo bhi inka fayda uthaati hai.

Veer jaan gaya tha ki kyu aaj uski maasi ghar se baahar nikal ke ghoomne ki zid kar rahi thi. Toh, wajah uske mausa ji the. Kal wo laut kar aane waale the. Aise me Purvi iss akhiri din ko bakhoobi enjoy karna chaahta thi. Ya yu kahe ki wo uss baare me sab kuchh bhool jaana chaahti thi. Kyunki, kal se wapas se uski wahi berang zindagi shuru hone waali thi.

Veer : Mein baat karunga unse, maasi. Chinta mat kijiye.

Purvi (leans in) : Nahi beta! Tum mat kehna kuchh. Tum chhote ho. Upar se tumne ye baat chhedi toh woh samajh jaayenge ki maine hi tumhare kaan bhare honge. Phir, woh baad me mujhe hi-

Veer : Mein apne dhang se baat karunga, maasi. Don't worry. Unhe kuchh bhi shaq nahi hoga.

Purvi (sighs) : Hmm!

Veer : ...

Purvi : Kabhi-kabhi aisa lagta hai jaise mein koi furniture hu. Roz subah utho, ghar ka kaam karo, unhe tiffin do, khana banao, khao, aur so jao. Ye bhi koi life hai, Veer?

Uski aankhon me aasu ki boonde panpi. Veer ne uska haath thaama.

Veer : Mausa ji waqai me aapko bahut chaahte hai, maasi. Wo bas... *sighs* Kaam me phasey rehte hai.

Purvi : Mein jaanti hu, beta. Kaam zaroori hai. Aaj ke zamaane me paisa hai toh sab kuchh hai. Lekin... Kya life me thoda bahut enjoyment nahi hona chahiye?

Veer (nods) : Hona chahiye. Bilkul hona chahiye.

Purvi : Phir? Phir, kaha galat hu mein tum batao? Ye pehle aise nahi the. Mujhe movie dikhaane le jaate the. Hum saath me chaupati jaate the. Saal me ek na ek jagah trip par kahi na kahi jaate hi the hum. Par ab? Jabse Ayush Delhi shift hua hai. Sab badal gaya hai, beta.

Veer : Responsibilities maasi. Aage chal ke Ayush ki shaadi, retirement planning, mausa ji zaroor yahi sab sochte rehte honge.

Purvi : Toh, kya mein nahi sochti kya Veer? Mein bhi toh fiqr karti hu. Tabhi, toh Ayush ko Delhi bheja medical ke liye. Warna mere kahe bagerr use waha jaane tak nahi milta. Sach toh yeh hai ki... Tumhare mausa ji, mujhe theek se ab nahi samajhte, beta.

Veer : Aisa nahi hai, maasi.

Purvi : Tumhe pata hai na? Tumhari Shweta maa ki tarah maine bhi apni pehli santaan khoyi thi. Mera pehla baccha.

Veer : Ji! Mujhe pata hai.

Purvi : Uss waqt tum soch bhi nahi sakte beta mein kitne gehre depression me jaa chuki thi. Tab, tum the-

Veer : ...

Purvi : Jisne mujhe uss andhkar se baahar nikaala tha. Sumitra ji tumhe mere paas laati. Mein tumhe apni goad me lita ke apna doodh pilaati. Sahi maayno me- tum mere pehle bacche ho, lalla. Maa ke sukh ki anubhooti pehli baar tumne hi mujhe di thi.

Veer ne apne sarr ko uske kandho par tikaaya. Purvi ka haath apne aap hi uske sarr ko thaamne ke liye upar utha aur dono yu hi aapas me chipke hue baithe rahe.

Purvi : Ayush se bhi pehle... Woh tum the lalla jisne mujhe maa hone ka ehsaas dilaaya tha. Par, mein khush-kismat thi. Mein dobara maa bann saki. Bajaaye tumhari Shweta maa ke, jo dobara kabhi maa na bann saki. Mein samajh sakti hu ki unhone kitna kasht saha hoga. Isliye-

Veer : !!?

Purvi : Apni Shweta maa ka bhi khayaal rakhna, beta. Unhone mujhse bhi zyada peeda jheli hui hogi.

Veer (nods) : Mmm!

Purvi : Aur, khabardar-!

Veer : ???

Purvi : Khabardar, agar apni maasi se dur kabhi gaye toh-! Ayush ko maine jaane de diya. Par, tumhe nahi. Tum humesha meri aankhon ke saamne rahoge.

Veer (smiles) : Ji!

Purvi : Bas, isliye-! Dukh hota hai ki mere saath jab itna kuchh hua, uske baad tumhare mausa ji ek baar bhi ateet ke baare me nahi sochte. Nahi sochte ki mujhe kitni taqleef hoti hai wo sab yaad karte hue.

Veer (sighs) : Mausa ji... Wo practical insaan hai, maasi. Beshaq. Jo hua use bhulaaya nahi jaa sakta. Lekin, aage bhi badhna hota hai. Aur, mausa ji wahi kar rahe hai. Woh jaan boojh ke aap se uss baare me charcha nahi karte taaki aap wapas se ateet ko lekar depression me na chali jao.

Purvi : Hmph! Aaj badi taraf-daari ho rahi hai apne mausa ji ki haan?

Veer : Maine bas wahi kaha jo mujhe sahi laga.

Purvi uski orr aur jhuk gayi.

Purvi : -Aur, tumhe humesha pata hota hai ki kya kehna hai beta. Mera pyaara chhota lalla.

Veer (smiles) : Mein chhota nahi ab, maasi.

Purvi : Mere liye tum chhote hi rahoge. Chaahe kitne bhi bade kyu na ho jao.

Ve kaafi derr tak aise hi baithe rahe, samudra par chandni padte hue lehro ko dekhte rahe, Veer ne apni baah Purvi ke galey me daali aur use apne paas kheench liya, uske jism ke sudol ubhaar ko apne seene se sataate hue. Ye unke beech ka prem tha.

Car ki orr badhte hue jaise hi ve dono waha se nikle toh anayas hi Purvi ki nazar ek sharab ki dukan par padi.

Purvi : Veer! Gaadi rokna zara!

Veer : Hmm? Kya hua?

Purvi : K-Kya tum-!? Kya tum mere liye kuchh laa sakte ho? Wo-! Wine! Ya ek bottle whisky ki? Kuchh bhi! Par, thodi strong.

Veer : Huh?

Woh thoda hairan reh gaya. Uski maasi alcohol leti thi? Aur, uske bhaav dekh Purvi bhi jaise samajh gayi ki woh kya soch raha tha.

Purvi : Aise mat dekho! Mujhe peena tumhari hi maa ne sikhaya hai.

Veer : Kyaaa???

Purvi : Haan! Haha! Unn dino haveli me ek se ek vilayti sharab ki bottle aaya karti thi. Tumhare mama ji bade shaukeen the, toh Bhavna mujhe chori chipke se le jaati thi aur hum thodi-thodi pee liya karte the. Kayi baar pakde bhi gaye the aur pitaayi bhi hui thi fufu~

Veer : Yeh baat mujhe nahi pata thi.

Purvi (smiles) : Arey, toh ye baat bataane waali thodi hi hai. Halanki, ab tumhari maa ne chhor di hai. Par, mein occasions par pee leti hu. Aur, aaj-! Aaj mera mann hai. Aaj raat mein bas- bhoolna chaahti hu. Sab.

Veer (nods) : Okay!

Veer jab nikalne ko hua toh Purvi ne use roka.

Purvi : Yeh lo! Ye paise!

Veer : Ab itne se kaam ke liye mein aapse paise lunga?

Purvi : Haan! Aur, wo AC ke bhi-! Tum chhote ho. Aur, tumhari maasi tumse bhala paise kaise le sakti hai? Ulta mein paise lutaungi tumpe. Na ki tum mujhpe.

Veer : Mujhe yahi cheez pasand nahi hai, maasi. Agar, aap apna nahi maanti toh theek hai, laaiye-! Aaj se mein kuchh nahi bolunga.

Purvi : N-Nahi beta! Aisa nahi hai! T-Tum chhote ho, mein tumse kaise-?

Veer : Aap hi ne kaha tha ki mein chaahe kitna hi bada kyu na ho jau, mein humesha aap se chhota hi rahunga. Toh, kya humesha aap mujhe paise deti rahengi? Aap hi ne kaha tha na ki mein aapka pehla beta hu sahi maayno me. Kaisa beta? Kis kaam ka beta jab aap uss se ye chhoti-chhoti cheezon ka hisaab kar rahi hai!?

Akhirkar, Purvi haar gayi. Aur, usne paise wapas se apne purse me daal liye. Veer utra, dukan me gaya, uska dimag pehle se hi raat ke rukh ka andaza laga chuka tha.

Usne ek badhiya single malt scotch khareedi aur dono wapas se ghar ki orr badh chale. Apne khubsurat dhang se saje flat me wapas aa kar phir se ek sannaata chhaa gaya. Purvi ne lights band ki aur kuchh scented candles jalaayi, jinki timtimati lau deewaro par naachti hui parchhayiyaan banaane lagi.

Andar se woh do kaanch ke glass lekar baahar aayi. Aur, muskurate hue Veer ko dekh boli.

Purvi : Aaj tumhe pata chalega ki ek maasi aur maa ke beech kya antar hota hai.

Veer : Huh?

Purvi (smiles) : Batao, Veer! Kabhi pee hai tumne? Alcohol liya hai kabhi?

Veer (smiles) : Haan!

Purvi (surprised) : Ohhh! Kaha? Kab?

Veer : Aise hi-! Occasions me, kabhi-kabhi, kinhi logo ke saath.

Usne kayi baar alcohol liya tha, parantu uski ‘Detoxification’ skill ke chalte alcohol ke saare toxins pehle hi detoxify ho jaate the jis wajah se use nasha kabhi chadhta hi nahi tha. Woh alcohol peene ke baad bhi sober hi rehta tha. Iss baare me soch use ‘Pitcher’ ka dhyaan aa gaya. Kya hi raat thi woh. Aur, kya hi aadmi.

Purvi (smiles) : Tumhari dono maaye kabhi ye nahi karne dengi tumhe jo mein karne de rahi hu. Dekha? Fufu~ Isliye, maasi log maa ke saath-saath ek achhi dost bhi hoti hai.

Veer (smiles) : Waqai! Mein lucky hu ki aap meri maasi ho!

Purvi : Hmm~ Par, dhyaan rahe-! Yeh sirf kabhi-kabhi… Ye mat samajhna ki tumhari maasi tumhe bigaad rahi hai. Ye baat sirf hum dono ke beech rehni chahiye, samajh gaye na?

Veer : Ji maasi!

Purvi (smiles) : Good! Zara dikhao toh- kya laaye ho tum?

Purvi ne jab plastic ki kaali thaili se woh bottle nikaali toh kuchh derr use dekhti hi rahi.

Purvi : Oh! Packaging kitni sundar hai. Kaun si hai ye? Glen…fiddich… aged 15 years!? Perpetual collection? Ye mein pehli baar dekh rahi hu. Kitne ki hai ye?

Veer : Aap sirf aam khaaiye, maasi. Guthliyaan mat giniye.

Jab Veer ne aisa kaha toh kahi na kahi Purvi ko kuchh abhaas hua, usne apne mobile par jaise hi uska rate dekha toh uski aankhein aashcharya me fel gayi.

Purvi (uthate hue) : 9,500 rupaye??? Veeeerrr!! Veer tum pagal ho kya? Itni mehngi bottle? Maine tumhe wine ya whisky laane bheja tha. Y-Ye… Ye kya le aaye tum? Aur, woh bhi sirf 700 ml??? 700 ml ke 9,500 rupaye?

Veer : Aapne kaha tha na ki aaj aap sab bhoolna chaahti hai? Aur, waise bhi- aapne aaj pehli baar mujhse kuchh maanga, aur pehli baar aapne mujhe apne iss raaz ke baare me bataaya. Toh, kam se kam itna toh banta hi tha na?

Purvi : V-Veer! T-Tum-! *sighs* Tum pagal ho sach me.

Veer : Chhoriye wo sab. Aaiye maasi. Ya ab khade-khade hi waqt zaaya karna hai? Mood mat off kariye. Aage chal ke mein iss se bhi badhiya-badhiya drinks gift karunga aapko agar aapko waqai inka shauk hai toh-

Purvi : Khabardar! Yeh pehli aur akhiri baar hai. Ab mein tumse kabhi iski demand nahi karne waali. Tch! Galti meri hi hai. Mujhe khud hi jaake laana chahiye tha. Mujhe tumhe nahi bhejna tha. Mein badi hu akhir-! Hey bhagwan! Tum-

Woh badbadati jaa rahi thi magar andar hi andar woh khud bhi excited thi. Usne ek glass bilkul thoda sa bhar ke pehle Veer ko diya aur phir apna ek glass bhara.

Veer ki nazrein glass par tiki. Woh waqai me apni maasi ka saath iss mehfil me dena chaahta tha, magar-

Detoxification.

Pari ne jaise uske mann ko padh liya. Uski awaaz uske mann me goonji.

[Do you want to get drunk, master?]

‘Huh? Kya ye possible hai?’

[Yes! If it’s me then… I can do it.]

‘Kya waqai?’

[Hmm! Agar, aap chaahte hai toh-]

‘Detoxification ka kya?’

[Leave it to me.]

‘Par-’

[Aap aam khaaiye. Guthliyaan mat giniye, master.]

Uska kuchh derr pehle apni maasi ko bola gaya vaakya, Pari ne wapas se use chipka diya. Veer bhi muskuraya.

‘Hmm! Then, do it!’

[Okay! Enjoy your night~]

Veer ne ek ghoonth liya aur usne apna jabda kass liya.

‘Fuck!!! Urgh!’

Ab woh sahi taur se alcohol ko chakh paa raha tha. Purvi uske haav-bhaav dekh muskura bhi rahi thi, par thodi chintit bhi thi.

Purvi : Araam se! Agar, lage ki nahi ho paa raha toh rehne dena beta.

Veer : Hmm!

Purvi : Waqai! Bottle bahut mehngi hai par- kamaal ki hai. Maine iss tarah ka swaad pehli baar chakha hai.

Glenfiddich me alcohol ka content achhi khaasi maatra me hota tha, isliye zyada samay nahi laga dono ko jab nasha apne poore shabaab me unn par utarne laga.

‘Urgh! F-Fuck! Mujhe apna alcohol tolerance badhaana padega. Argh! Bina detoxification ke-! It’s… It’s hard!’

Purvi uske bagal se baithi uss se chipak gayi.

Purvi : Arun badal rahe hai, Veer! *hic*

Usne qubool kiya, uski aankhein nashe se bhari mombatti ki raushni me chamak rahi thi.

Purvi : Ab woh meri taraf dekhte bhi nahi theek se…! Uss tarah nahi jaise woh pehle dekha karte the. Uss tarah nahi jaise…

Veer : !!?

Purvi : Jaise tum mujhe dekhte ho!!!

Woh use dekh boli. Uski nigaahein gehri, atal aur laalsa se bhari hui thi. Veer chaunka, lekin bola kuchh nahi.

Purvi ne apna glass phir se bhara, ab uski harqato me nasha saaf jhalak raha tha.

Purvi : T-Tumhe yaad nahi hoga, lalla. Jab tum chhote the na? *hic* Tab, mein tumhe… din-din bhar apne seene se laga ke rakhti thi. Aur, tum apna haath badha ke bas mere doodh ki taraf dekhte rehte the. Hahahaha! Aur, aaj bhi- aaj bhi tum kahi na kahi waise hi ho. *hic*

Usne apna haath uthaaya, uski garm ungliyaan Veer ke gaal par aa kar ruki.

Purvi : Tum mujhe bahut pyaare ho, lalla!

Veer ne apne haath se uska haath thaama, uska angutha Purvi ki komal twacha ko sehlaaya.

Veer : -Aur, aap mujhe! Aapne mujhe tab apnaaya jab mein chhota tha. Kuchh samajhta bhi nahi tha. Phir bhi aapne mujhe itna pyaar diya. Mein bhi aapko bahut chaahta hu, maasi.

Nashe aur bhavnao se bhari Purvi ki aankhein uski aankhon me jhaank rahi thi.

Purvi : Kitna chaahte ho?

Veer : Itna-

Purvi ke jawab dene se pehle hi Veer jhuk gaya, uske honth Purvi ke hontho se ek komal chumban me mil gaye. Shuru me yeh komal tha, sneh ka sparsh, lekin jaise-jaise sharab ne apna asar dikhaaya, chumban gehra hota chala gaya.

“Nnnn~ Schlp~ Mmmm~”

Purvi ke haath uske baalo me ulajh gaye, usne Veer ko aur qareeb kheencha, aur uska shareer uske jism se satt gaya. Par, phir achanak hi woh Veer se dur hati.

Purvi : L-Lalla! Nahi! Chalo! Bathroom me! Dekho! *hic* Kitni ret lagi hui hai kapdo me. Khaare paani se sann ke sona achha nahi skin aur baalo ke liye. Dekho! Kitne kadak ho gaye hai baal tumhare.

Woh unn par haath ferte hue boli.

Veer : Uh…

Purvi : Ch-Chalo! Naha lo! Aur, phir seedhe so jaana! T-Tumhara tolerance bahut kam hai beta. *hic* Ugh! Ya ye alcohol hi kuchh zyada strong hai. Mera sarr-! Ugh!

Veer : Hmm!

Purvi ne use uthaaya aur apne kandhe ka sahaara diya. Veer alcoholic nahi tha. Aur, jitni baar bhi usne alcohol liya tha tab detoxification uske nashe ko dur kar deti thi, jis wajah se use alcohol tolerance banaane ka mauka mil hi nahi paaya tha.

Purvi : Beta udhar nahi! Udhar nahi hai bathroom! I-Idhar! Veer! Lalla, idhar!

Veer : Uh… fuck!!

Purvi : Ahinda se ye dobara nahi hoga. *hic* Mujhe pehle pata hota toh mein ye suggest hi nahi karti. Sorry! *hic* Sorry beta! Aao! Sambhal ke!

Purvi use bathroom ke andar leke gayi. Thode geele farsh hone ke chalte veer lagbhag girte-girte reh gaya.

Purvi : Veer!!!

Veer : N-Neeche paani tha, maasi!

Purvi : Tum dobara drink nahi karoge! Maine keh diya matlab *hic* keh diya…!

Nasha toh Purvi ko bhi chadha hua tha, kintu uski sthiti Veer ki sthiti se kayi guna behtar thi. Ye uska pehli baar nahi tha. Usne kayi baar alcohol liya hua tha. Kaha wo 700 ml ko lekar shikayat kar rahi thi, aur kaha ab unn dono ka hi kaam 500 ml me hi simat chuka tha.

Usne apni taang se washroom ke stool ko Veer ke peechhe khaskaya.

Purvi : Baitho!

Veer : Uh… Z-Zameen pe?

Purvi : Nahi! Peechhe. Stool par. Baitho!

Veer : O-Okay!

Woh jaise hi stool par baitha, Purvi ne knob ghumaate hue shower chaalu kar diya. Thanda-thanda paani aake Veer ke upar pada jis se Veer jhatka kha kar reh gaya.

Veer : H-Haah! Thanda hai, maasi! *hic*

Purvi : Oh nahi! Ek second beta! Thande paani waala ghuma diya maine. Ruko! Urgh! Hmph! Ye… Ye garam paani ka itna tight kisne kar diya? Zaroor Arun honge-! *hic*

Veer (uthate hue) : M-Mein help karta hu!

Purvi : Araam se!

Veer : Nal hi toh chaalu karna hai, maasi! *hic* M-Mujhe itna toh hosh hai! *hic*

Purvi : W-Woh dikh raha hai beta!

Veer ne garam paani waale knob ko ghumaaya. Nashe me use yeh gyaat hi nahi tha ki uski body ek system holder ki body hai. Zara si taaqat lagaate hi-

Dhadalle se knob ghooma aur garam paani bauchhaar maarte hue shower se seedhe Purvi ko bhigaate hue girne laga.

Purvi : Ahhhhh! Veeeeer!! Band karo!

Veer ne fauran hi nal ko band kiya. Dekha toh paaya ki uski maasi bhi upar se bheeg chuki thi.

Veer : Hehe! S-Sorry! *hic* P-Par, aapko meri tarah thanda paani nahi pada.

Purvi : Haan! Haan! Chalo ab baitho!

Usne Veer ko baithaaya aur phir achanak hi uski nazar bathroom me hi lage ek bade se sheeshe par padi. Usne dekha ki uski kurti peechhe se uske kulho ke beech ki daraar ke andar phansi hui thi. Use dhyaan aaya ki Juhu beach par bhi toh unke kapde geele hue the, toh kya tab bhi uski kurti aise hi-!?

Purvi : H-Hey bhagwan! M-Mein aise juhu beach me ghoom rahi thi? Veer! Tumne mujhe bataya kyu nahi? *hic*

Veer : Huh? K-Kya? *hic*

Purvi : Ugh! K-Kuchh nahi! Chalo! Shirt utaaro apni! Nahi! Ruko! Mein karti hu-

Woh jhuki aur usne Veer ki shirt khol uske upar ke bhaag ko poora nagn kar diya.

Veer : M-Mein kar lunga, maasi! Aap jaa ke so jaiye!

Purvi : Nahi! Mujhe bhi nahaana hai! A-Aur, mein tumhe aisi haalat me akela nahi chhor sakti. Bhavna agar idhar hoti toh pakka meri jaan le leti-! Ugh! Mera sarr bhanna raha hai!

Veer : …

Purvi : Ya tumhe sharam aa rahi hai, haan? Abhi- *hic* Abhi baahar apni maasi ko kiss kar rahe the aur ab sharam aa rahi hai? Hmm?

Veer : N-Nahi toh-! *hic*

Purvi : Baap re! Kitni ret lagi hui hai tumhare badan pe. Peeth pe bhi. Dekho!

Usne fauran hi loofah liya, bodywash uss par lagaaya aur Veer ke jism ko ghis ke saaf karne lagi. Woh khade-khade hi Veer ke badan ko saaf kar rahi thi aur Veer stool par neeche baitha hua tha jab achanak uske dono haath Purvi ki kamar par kass gaye.

Purvi : Veer??

Veer uske palazzo ko kheenchte hue neeche sarkaane laga.

Veer : A-Aap ke kapde bhi geele hai, maasi! *hic* Inhe utaar do!

Kehte hue usne Purvi ke palazzo ko ek jhatke me neeche kheench diya. Purvi ki makhmali par thodi charbi waali taangein agle hi pal uski aankhon ke saamne thi. Uska muh theek Purvi ki gadrayi jaangh aur kamsin kamar ke bagal se laga hua tha.

Purvi : Ah!

Aur, phir-

“Lmch~ Mmm~ Lahm~”

“Smch~ Hmm… hmmh~”

Purvi : V-Veer? T-Tum…!?

Uska shaq sahi tha. Veer uski jaangh ko chaat raha tha. Purvi apna upri jism pehle hi uske saamne nanga rakh chuki thi, toh jab Veer ne uska palazzo utaara toh kahi na kahi use iss se koi aapatti mehsoos nahi hui. Usne neeche kaale rang ki panty pehen rakhi thi. Veer ki zubaan theek panty ki lace ke ird-gird ghoom rahi thi. Kahi na kahi woh uttejit thi.

Purvi (blushes) : Natkhat! Sharam nahi aati? Apni maasi ko chaddhi me dekhte hue? Hmm?

Veer : Mm~ Maasi! *hic* Hmmf~

Uske haath apni maasi ke bade-bade kulho par phirne lage, unhe kass ke nichodne lage.

Purvi (moans) : Sssss~ Nnnn~ L-Lalla!?

Bodywash se thoda sa liquid nikaalte hue apne haatho me mal kar Veer ne dher saara jhaag banaaya aur phir woh apni maasi ke kulho ko nichodte hue saaf karne laga. Jagah-jagah use ret ke chhote-chhote kankad bhi mehsoos ho rahe the.

Purvi (moans) : Ohh~ Lalla!

Veer : A-Aapki skin kitni soft hai, maasi! *hic* Mmm~

Purvi (blushes) : Th-Theek hai beta! B-Bas ho gaya ab!

Par, Veer kaha rukne waala tha bhala. Purvi bhi jab uski peeth ko ragad rahi thi toh woh khud aise mardaana jism ko dekh paani-paani hoti jaa rahi thi.

Purvi : T-Tumhari body bhi… kitni achhi hai, mera baccha! *hic* Achha hua mein aa gayi, warna tumhara haath peeth tak jaa hi nahi paata.

Wahi Veer ka chaatna jaari tha. Woh jaangho par kiss karta, daanto se halka se kaatata, aur phir wapas se chaatne lagta.

Purvi (moans) : H-Haah! Nnn~

Iske pehle ki uske muh se nikli aahein badhe aur pados ke flat tak pahuche, woh neeche baith gayi. Aur, Veer ke seene ko saaf karne lagi.

Purvi : Dekho! Kitni ret jami hui hai!

Veer : …

Purvi : Veer? So gaye kya beta?

Veer : Hnh?

Purvi : Bas, thodi derr lalla. Tumhare baal aur dhone hai. Uske baad seedhe room me, theek hai? Araam se sona phir!

Veer : Uh..!

Achanak hi uske haath uthe aur saamne baithi Purvi ki dono doodh ki thailiyo ke neeche jaa ke tik gaye. Jaise maano wo unka wazan taul raha ho.

Veer : Nnn~ A-Aap bhi kurta utaar dijiye, maasi. *hic* Aap geeli ho!

Purvi (smiles) : Theek hai baba!

Kehte hue usne apna kurta bhi utaar diya, aur ab woh keval bra aur panty me uske saamne baithi hui thi.

Veer : Sabun kaha hai?

Purvi : Hmm? Bagal me tumhare lalla-! P-Par, kyu? Mein laga toh rahi hu bodywash-

Veer ne sabun ko apne haatho me ghisa, jhaag banaaya aur phir-

Uske dono haath Purvi ki chhaati par tik kar use saaf karne lage.

Purvi : Ah! Toh, tum mere liye- *hic* fufu~

Veer : Mein aapko nehlaunga aur aap mujhe!

Purvi : Hahahaha! Mujhe nahi pata tha ki peene ke baad tum itne cute bhi ho jaate ho.

Agle hi pal, Veer ke dono haath neeche khaske aur usne apni maasi ki doodh ki thailiyo ko bagal se jakad liya. Uske aadhe haath bra ke andar the aur aadhe baahar.

Purvi (laughs) : Hahaha~

Veer : K-Kya hua?

Purvi (smiles) : Badi jaldi yaad aa gayi tumhe inki.

Veer : Huh? Kiski?

Purvi : Oh, Veer! Ab tum drink nahi karoge! Tum handle nahi kar paate.

Veer : M-Mein kuchh aur handle karna jaanta hu, maasi! *hic*

Uske haath Purvi ke doodh ko aur zorr se masalne lage.

Purvi : Hahahaha! Natkhat!

Veer : M-Maasi! Aaj aap bahut sundar lag rahi thi.

Purvi : Sirf aaj?

Veer : N-Nahi! *hic* Aap roz lagti ho. P-Par, aaj zyada lag rahi thi.

Purvi : Lalla!

Veer : Uh… Maasi, aapki bra.

Purvi : Utaar du?

Veer (nods) : Mmm! Mujhe inn dono ko bhi toh saaf karna hai.

Purvi ne thoda sharmaate hue agle hi kshan apni bra utaar ke fek di. Uske bade-bade than jhoolte hue Veer ki aankhon ke saamne aa gaye.

Veer : Wow~

Purvi (blushes) : Jaldi beta! Thand lag jayegi zyada derr bathroom me rahe toh.

Veer : Mein toh bas dekh raha tha. *hic* Kitni sundar ho maasi aap!

Usne zorr se unhe masal ke dabaana shuru kar diya. Par, choonki uske haath jhaag se saney hue the isliye-

Veer : Uh… Y-Ye kya? Ye bhaag kyu rahe hai? *hic* Ye pakad me kyu nahi aa rahe?

Purvi : A-Araam se lalla. Zorr se nahi.

Veer : Par, ye pakad me hi nahi aa rahe, maasi.

Purvi : Ahhhh~ Tumne sabun lagaya hai beta! Fufu~ Ssss~ Araam se!

Veer ne unn ko achhe se ragadte, masalte hue unn par paani daala aur uske baad-

Seedhe usne Purvi ke doodh ke nipple ko apne muh me bhar liya.

Purvi (moans) : Aaaahhhh~

“Smnch~ mhmp~”

Purvi bas neeche sarr jhukaaye Veer ko dekh rahi thi ki kaise woh uske doodh par muh lagaaye use choose jaa raha tha. Veer baari-baari dono doodh ko choos raha tha.

Purvi (moans) : Ohhh~ Veer~

Aur, Purvi ki wahi stannpaan karaane ki mamta jaag uthi. Uska haath Veer ke sarr ke peechhe gaya aur use dhakelte hue woh use apne doodh me ghusedne lagi.

Purvi : Choos le lalla~ Ahhnn~ Duddu peena hai? Maasi ka duddu peena hai na? Aww~ Choos le! Choos le mera baccha! Nnngh~ Choos! Sss~ Aur, choos lalla! Zorr se! Ahnnn~

Veer : Mmm~ Schlp~

Purvi : Ahhhn~ Maasi roz apna duddu pilayegi! Peeyega na maasi ka duddu roz? Haan? *huff*

Veer (nods) : Mmmm~

Purvi (moans) : Ahhh~ Lalla! Mera baccha! *puch* Mera pyaara lalla! *kiss* Meri jaan~ Mera heera *muah* Jee bhar ke choos! Pee jaa saara doodh maasi ka. Mera baccha! *muah*

Isme koi shaq nahi tha ki agli subah Purvi ke nipple ghayal awastha me milne waale the. Magar, iss meethe dard ke liye woh poori tarah se taiyaar thi.

15 minute tak jee bhar ke doodh choos lene ke baad jab Veer unn se alag hua toh dekha ki nipple ekdum sakht hoke khade hue the aur unke agal-bagal ka hissa laal pad chuka tha.

Veer ka lund uski underwear me tent bana ke khada hua tha. Purvi ne apni madhosh bhari aankhon se uski underwear ko dekha aur phir-

Usne haath aage badhaate hue underwear utaar di. Veer ke lund ki lambaayi dekh ek pal ke liye Purvi ka saara nasha utar gaya. Woh Veer ko dekhi.

Veer : Haah! M-Maasi!?

Aur, phir lund ko dekh usne haath aage badhaaya. Sakht, mazboot aur mote ling ko chheete hi Purvi ka poora badan kaanp utha. Lekin, ghabra ke woh peechhe nahi hati. Sabun lete hue woh uss ang ko bhi saaf karne lagi. Par, ab uske muh se ajeeb si aahein nikal rahi thi.

Veer ke haath bhi khaali nahi the, usne bhi mauka dekh ke Purvi ki panty utaarni chaahi aur khush-kismati se, woh isme safal raha. Purvi ne koi virodh nahi kiya.

Dono haath me fena banaate hue ab ek dusre ko gupt ang ko ragad rahe the, unhe saaf kar rahe the. Jaha Purvi ek haath se Veer ke lund ko upar neeche kar ragad rahi thi, toh wahi Veer ka ek haath bhi apni maasi ke choot ke honth ke par phirte hue unhe saaf kar raha tha. Phir, paani se unn dono ne jhaag ko saaf kiya.

Purvi : L-Lalla~

Veer : M-Maasi! *huff*

Aur, agle hi pal unn dono ke honth aapas me bhid gaye.

“Hmn… smnch…”

Purvi (moans) : *Lmah* Ahhn~

“Hmnh… hlm~ Schlick~”

Unki zubaan ek dusre ke muh me andar jaa ke andhruni hisse ko chaat rahi thi. Kabhi ve aapas me bhidti, ladti toh kabhi ek dusre ke honth se woh ek dusre ki zubaan ko choosne lagte.

Purvi ki aankhein band thi, woh poori tarah se iss chumban me kho chuki thi. Iss tarah ki itni gandi chumban usne kabhi apne pati ke saath bhi nahi ki thi. Veer ko jaise choomna aata tha. Purvi ko pata bhi nahi tha ki iss qadar bhi kisi ko chooma jaa sakta tha.

Upar se Veer jaisa handsome naujavan…

Purvi poornta kho chuki thi. Woh Veer ki gardan me muh ghused use chaatne me lagi hui thi. Kabhi woh uske poore chehre ko choomne lagti toh kabhi uske galey ko, toh kabhi seene ko, aur wapas se ant me aake uske muh se lag jaati. Uske bade-bade than Veer ki chhaati me dabb kar dhase hue the.

Choomte-choomte Purvi uske badan par neeche jaane lagi. Woh baithi, aur ab uske saamne Veer ka fann felaata naag saamne tha. Uske baad jo hua, uski kalpana Veer ne kabhi nahi kari thi.

Purvi ka muh khula, aur nahi-

Usne lund ko seedhe muh me nahi liya. Lund ke theek upri hisse par, jaha halka sa ubhaar rehta hai, wo hissa jaha se lund shuru hota hai. Uss hisse ko Purvi ne apne muh me bhar liya.

Veer : Ahhhh!!! Fuckkkk!

Veer ka lund ek jhatka khaaya. Purvi uss hisse ko choomte hue chaatne lagi. Daaye… phir baaye. Aur, phir-

Uske ling ki lambayi ko chaatne lagi. Choomne lagi.

Purvi : Hmmh~ *puch* *muah*

Veer : Argh~ Maasi!

Purvi ne phir Veer ke ek antole ko muh me bhar choosna shuru kar diya.

Veer : O-Ohhhh~

*schlk* *kiss* *muah*

Purvi : Mmm~ Y-Ye maasi ki wajah se aisa hua hai na? Toh, ye maasi ki zimmedari hai. *Hmnhm* *lick*

Aur, akhirkar-

Purvi ne uske laude ko apne muh me bhar liya. Veer ki aankhein band hui, aur uske haath Purvi ke baalo ko kass kar jakad liye. Purvi apna sarr aage-peechhe kar use blowjob dene lagi.

Par, jaise hi woh jharne waala tha, usne Purvi ko rok diya. Use uthaaya, use palta ke deewar se lagaaya aur khud neeche baith gaya. Uske saamne uski maasi ke bade-bade kulhe the. Haafte hue usne apne dono haath unn kulho par rakhe-

Aur, phir dono angutho se usne kulho ki charbi ko alag kiya. Gaand ke chhed ke sang-sang uski maasi ki shaved choot ke darshan akhirkar Veer ko hue.

Veer : Ufff~

Purvi (blushes) : Lalla~

Veer ne ek jhatke me apna muh Purvi ki gaand me de diya. Woh peechhe se uske choot ke hontho ko apni zubaan se hataate hue apni maasi ki choot chaatne laga.

Veer : Hmphm… lhm…

Purvi (moans) : Uhh… hmh~ uh…

Veer ko laga nahi tha ki uski maasi neeche itna hygiene maintain kari hongi, kyunki aksar iss umr me aurtein apne nichle bhaag ko itna saaf suthra nahi rakhti. Magar, Purvi ki choot ekdum saaf thi. Koi baal nahi. Upar se sabun ki mehek se choot Veer ko aur bhi uttejit kar rahi thi.

Woh apne dono haatho se kulho ko masalta jaa raha tha aur jeebh se choot ka rass peeta jaa raha tha. Purvi ki muniya pehle se hi geeli ho rakhi thi, toh Veer ki zubaan sab kuchh chakh paa rahi thi.

Jaise hi purvi dusri baar jhari, uski taangein kaanpne lagi. Veer ne choot se saara rass chaata aur phir uski nazar upar gaand ke chhed par gayi. Usne kabhi ye aazmaaya nahi tha, par nashe ke chalte-

Uski zubaan choot ke hontho se ragadte hue upar gaand ke chhed ki orr badhi. Aur, jaise hi Purvi ne zubaan apne guda dwaar par mehsoos kari, woh ek jhatke me palat gayi.

Purvi : Ahhhhh! Lalla???

Veer : Uh…

Purvi : U-Udhar nahi, lalla! *huff*

Veer : K-Kya mausa ji ne aapko nahi kiya kabhi udhar? *hic*

Purvi : OF COURSE NAHI!!!! *blushes* T-Tum bahut zyada nashe me ho! Chalo ab!

Veer : Aap mujhe aise chhorogi, maasi? *hic* I-Iss haalat me?

Purvi ne uske khade lund ki orr dekha. Uski bauhe thodi si kasi. Veer aage badha aur usne Purvi ko choom liya. Ek baar phir dono ki chumban kayi minute tak chalti rahi. Uske baad, Veer ne jhatse use deewar se lagaaya-

Purvi ko turant hi apni choot ke muhaane par Veer ke laude ka supaada mehsoos hua aur uski aankhein bhay ke maare fel gayi. Nasha uss par haawi nahi ho saka.

Ek jhatke me Purvi ne Veer ke seene par haath rok use dhakela.

Purvi : Lallaaa!! Nahi!! Bilkul nahi!

Veer : *hic* M-Maasi-! M-Mujhe chahiye! Abhi! *hic*

Purvi (panics) : Nahi lalla! Andar nahi! Andar nahi!

Veer ne lund ko jaise hi choot me daalna chaaha toh Purvi apne panjo ke bal khadi ho gayi, jis wajah se lund choot me na jaake, choot ke neeche se jaangho ke beech jaa ghusa. Choot aur jaangh dono se ragad khaate hi Veer ke muh se siski nikal gayi.

Purvi ne sarr jhuka ke dekha ki Veer ka lund kaise uske peechhe se ghus kar uske saamne jaangho ke beech me se nikal kar aa chuka tha.

Aur, phir-

*thapp* *thapp* *thapp*

Purvi (blushes) : V-Veer???

Veer ne jaangho me laude ko ghusaaye hi apne dhakke shuru kar diye. Aisa lag raha tha ki woh Purvi ko chod raha hai, parantu lund choot me nahi, jaangho ke beech phansa hua tha.

Lund ki ragad mehsoos karte hi Purvi ke muh se aahein nikalne lagi. Uske perr apne aap aur aapas me jud gaye. Jaangh aur kass gayi jis se Veer ka maza aur adhik badh gaya.

Apni maasi ki gaand se uski kamar har dhakke par bhid rahi thi, paani ke chalte gharshan bhi nahi tha.

*Phatt* *Phatt*

-ki awaazein bathroom me goonjne lagi. Veer aur Purvi dono siskiyaan bharne lage. Woh peechhe apna sarr modi aur uske honth Veer ne apne muh ke giraft me le liye.

“Nnnnn~”

*Phatt* *Phatt* *Phatt*

Purvi teesri baar jhar chuki thi aur zyaada derr nahi lagi jab Veer bhi-

Veer : M-Maaaasiiii!

Jhatka khaate hue uske laude se mutth ki pichkaari nikalti chali gayi aur tiles par dhabbe banaati chali gayi. Ve dono haafte hue neeche baith gaye, Purvi ne use achhe se nehlaaya, uske baal dhoye aur apne bhi.

Shower ke neeche wo dono aapas me lipte betahasha ek dusre ko choomte rahe. Dedh ghante se wo dono bathroom me ghuse hue the. Akhirkar, Purvi use baahar laayi.

Towel se wo uska sarr pochhti rahi aur apna bhi, jab theek tarah se usne Veer ko pochha toh woh use bedroom me le gayi jaha Veer bed dekhte hi uss par gir pada.

Dono abhi bhi nagn haalat me the. Purvi ki aankhein band ho rahi thi. Usne ek chaadar li, aur woh Veer ke upar uske seene par nagn gir padi. Dono kab neend me chale gaye, unhe koi hosh na raha.

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Madrid, Spain,
Night ~ 11:08 PM ~

Aalishan se bunglow ki balcony ke baahar ek 40-45 saal ki umr ka aadmi raat ki khubsurti ko dekh wahi tehel raha tha.

Uske ird-gird kaale kapde pehne 2 bodyguards wahi balcony ke darwaze ke paas khade hue the. Nidar. Shaant aur ekdum dhyaan kendrit.

Wo vyakti tehel hi raha tha jab achanak hi uske peechhe ke do bodyguards achanak hi zameen par gir pade.

Aadmi ke qadam tehelte-tehelte tham gaye. Woh ruka. Usne peechhe mud ke bhi nahi dekha. Woh jaanta tha ki kya hua tha.

Usne balki saamne upar ek building ki terrace ki orr dekha.

Woh wahi tha.

Kandhe tak lehraate kaale baal, kaala lamba trenchcoat jo hawa me lehra raha tha. Badi lambi kadd-kaathi.

Chehra safed paint se puta hua tha. Toh wahi, aankhon ke chaaro orr kaala rang. Aur, uske haatho me wahi uska hathiyar...!!!

Do taraazu, jo aapas me ek moti chain se bandhi hui thi. Ek vichitra par uska pasandeeda hathiyar.

Balcony me khade vyakti ne apni aankhein sikod use dekha. Use dekhte hi uska poora mood bigad chuka tha. Usne apni lambi safed daadhi ko apne haath se sehlaaya aur phir gusse me uss building ke upar khade vyakti ko dekh bola.

?? : Kael!!! Tumhari ye majaal!? Mere bodyguards par tumne humla kiya?

Dono bodyguards ki gardan par darts phansey hue the, jinki wajah se dono hi neutralize ho chuke the.

Kael : Abhi bhi waqt hai tumhare paas, Alejandro! Iske pehle ki bahut derr ho jaaye, meri baat maan lo.

Alejandro : Hmph! Tum hote kaun ho? Tum sirf Madrid ke gareebo ke messiah ho. Samajh gaye? Apne system ka raub kahi aur jhaadna. Mere saamne nahi.

Kael : Tum pachhtaoge, Alejandro!!!

Alejandro : Apni aukaat me raho, Kael! Mujhe sikhaane ki zaroorat nahi. Aur, haan... Mere kaam me dakhal mat dena.

Woh muda aur palat ke jaane laga. Par, sach baat toh yeh thi-

-ki uske dil ki dhadkane itni tez thi ki use khud ko sunaayi de rahi thi. Agar, Kael abhi uski taraf aa jaaye toh woh kuchh nahi kar paayega. Ye baat woh bhali bhaanti jaanta tha. Magar, jaise-

Woh isi aas me ab tak apna khel raha tha ki Kael kuchh nahi karega. Sirf baatooni hai woh.

Woh andar chala toh gaya, magar Kael ki nazrein ab bhi uski balcony par baaj ki tarah tiki hui thi.

[We must contact him!!!]

Achanak uske system ki ek mard jaisi awaaz uske mann me goonji. Kael ne dheere se haami bhari. Uska dhyaan ek shaks ki orr chala gaya.

'The time has come... Damian... My spy...!!!'
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Aaj ke liye itna hi guys.
This update consists of 8.2k words. See? Already itna bada tha yeh update. Isliye, Parijaat ghar ke part ko maine next update me shift kar diya hai. Iska second part bhi jald hi aa jayega, so don't worry. Also, ek important note. Alejandro is pronounced as Alehandro. Spanish me 'J' ko 'H' pronounce karte hai aksar. So, it's Alehandro. Pronunciation wise. Aur, Kael ko Kaa-ee-l aise pronounce karna hai. Baaki, target apna wahi hai. 250. Likes thokne ka aur revos rakhne ka. Waise next update ke baad bhi revo de sakte ho dono ka mila ke. Also, let me know Purvi ke sang scene kaisa laga. Kuchh naya try kiya hai maine. Milte hai agle bhaag me.
Dhanyavad.

Nice update bro..