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Incest Detritus × The Demonslayer [Animated]
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Mrxr
𝓢𝓴𝔂...𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 ✨
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See.... I marked.
Kyonki main dusron ki tarah fast reading karke chapter nahi padhta. Isiliye mujhe time lagta hai chapter padhne me, jo dusre 15 min me khatm karte hain mujhe 25 min lagte hain. Kyonki samajhne aur sochne me time leta hun main. Isiliye mera review harsh hota hai,Tumhare har chapter par.
Aur koi reason nahi hai, ki main itna lamba tumhe review dun. Main bhi 2 lines me khatam kar sakta hun.
Infact Maine chapter 38 ka review short me hi Diya tha. Yahi koi 4 lines ka kyonki mere sir me bahut tez migrean pain ho raha tha. toh main 2hr ka power nape liye, phir jab so kar utha toh dekha tumne dekha hi nahi tha review isiliye maine badal diya.
I think you know my intention, why I gave reviews like that.
Aur koi reason nahi hai, ki main itna lamba tumhe review dun. Main bhi 2 lines me khatam kar sakta hun.
Infact Maine chapter 38 ka review short me hi Diya tha. Yahi koi 4 lines ka kyonki mere sir me bahut tez migrean pain ho raha tha. toh main 2hr ka power nape liye, phir jab so kar utha toh dekha tumne dekha hi nahi tha review isiliye maine badal diya.
I think you know my intention, why I gave reviews like that.
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Blood Makes Empire Not Tear
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Isliye bola ke shudh hindi ko english font me likhegi to aadhe words samjh me nhi aayenge... Baaki manage ho raha hai to kar, acha hai tere readers ko samjh aa raha hai to...Tat MATLAB coast...hota hai na woh...Duba aur dooba yaar kya tum ek letter ke galti nikal rhe ho...yahan mein isse jayda manage kar rhkhe hai...theek kar dungi isko.
Mene just wo intro padha hai, time milla to padhunga... Aur ye Google to chutiya hai, use acha chatgpt hai, kam se kam pura explain karke bata dega tujhe ke konsa word use karna chahiye kis situation me... Hindi me ek quote hai " sadharan se sundar kuch bhi nahi " jitna simple rakhogi utna connect kar paogi..Sach bataun toh itne advanced nhi hai story mein agar tumne padhe ho toh daily wale hi Hindi rkhte hoon bas thodi se novel se Lage utna bas...yeh intro special the kyuki 1 ghanta laga ke kuch words dhund dhund ke likhe the maine...Google se. Shudh Hindi nhi hai story mein khi bhi...itne. ek update padh ke dekho chota hi hai...aur tumne shayd mere purane kuch updates bhi padhe hai mein koi m******* level ke Hindi nhi likhte bas tumhe bhi bataiye the na ek writer tha yahan pe uske hi story padhte aaye the...sadly he's gone now uske jaise Hindi likhne aa jaye toh kya hi baat ho...but I'm learning and improving day by day.
Baki chal raha hai to chalne de..
Good luck
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Antifragile!
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Oh sound sad...Hmmm..this is a dilemma kyuki itne badi story sirf Ms chalana mushkil hai...and this is around in the later 50s...yahan ke hisab se dekhe toh...Haan but dono end up ek saath karenge baaki ko chord ke.
Next update likh liya...pehle aaj raat usko post karte hoon
Mrxr
𝓢𝓴𝔂...𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 ✨
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Areee yaar....Janvhi ka bhai hai woh
Aur tumhare usse kitne banti hai yeh mujhse jayda kisko pata hoga
Fir se nahi....
Like Frankenstein movie demons... Jaise usme insan banke rahte the
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Noted karte hoon theek. Also, Palak's name would be changed to Pragya from now on. I will edit it in previous update.See.... I marked.
Kyonki main dusron ki tarah fast reading karke chapter nahi padhta. Isiliye mujhe time lagta hai chapter padhne me, jo dusre 15 min me khatm karte hain mujhe 25 min lagte hain. Kyonki samajhne aur sochne me time leta hun main. Isiliye mera review harsh hota hai,Tumhare har chapter par.
Aur koi reason nahi hai, ki main itna lamba tumhe review dun. Main bhi 2 lines me khatam kar sakta hun.
Infact Maine chapter 38 ka review short me hi Diya tha. Yahi koi 4 lines ka kyonki mere sir me bahut tez migrean pain ho raha tha. toh main 2hr ka power nape liye, phir jab so kar utha toh dekha tumne dekha hi nahi tha review isiliye maine badal diya.
I think you know my intention, why I gave reviews like that.
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Chapter 2
Raat ki us ghatna ke baad Mumbai ki subah Shaurya ke liye kisi bhari bojh ki tarah aayi.
Usne karvat li toh uske sharir ki haddiyon se aisi awaaz aayi maano koi purana darwaza sadiyon baad khul raha ho. Usne mez par rakhi ghadi dekhi.
"Fuck! Dus baj gaye!"
Acharya Dixit ki Rasayan Vigyan (Chemistry) ki kaksha aadhe ghante pehle shuru ho chuki thi. Shaurya jhat se bistar se utra par jaise hi usne darpan ke samne kadam rakha uske pair wahin jam gaye. Usne dekha ki uski aankhon ke neeche kaale ghere gehraye hue the par unke bheetar ki putliyon (pupils) mein abhi bhi wo halki si kaali laali baaki thi jo raat ko jagi thi.
Usne jaldi se muh dhoya maano wo us 'unmaad' ko paani se baha dena chahta ho. Usne apni vishwavidyalaya ki bag uthayi aur kamre se bahar nikaal gaya.
Mumbai ki sadkein hamesha ki tarah shor se bhari thi.
Jab wo college pahuncha toh corridor mein sannata tha. Wo dabe paon classroom ke bahar pahuchana. Andar se Acharya Dixit ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
"Vigyan prayog ka naam hai aur prayog anushasan mangta hai. Jo vidyarthi samay ki qadr nahi karta wo prakriti ke rahasyon ko kabhi nahi samajh payega."
Fuck...kya timing the.
Shaurya ne himmat jutayi aur andar kadam rakha. "May I come in Sir?"
Acharya Dixit ne apne chashme ke upar se use dekha. Puri kaksha mein ek khamoshi chha gayi. Aaryan ne piche baithkar use 'thumbs down' ka ishara kiya jaise keh raha ho 'Beta, aaj toh tu gaya!' jabki Manasvi aur Palak ne dabi hui nazron se uske taraf dekha.
"Aaaiye Shaurya ji. Hamein laga aap shayad kisi aur 'vishwa' ki khoj mein nikal gaye hain," Dixit ji ne vyangya kasa. "Aapka project report kahan hai? Yaad rahe parso se garmiyon ki chuttiyan shuru ho rahi hain. Agar aaj submit nahi kiya toh yeh semester bhool jaiye."
Shaurya ne apna bag khola aur thode bikhre hue panne unki mez par rakh diye. "Sir ye raha. Bas thoda final calculations baki hai."
Dixit ji ne pannon ko ulat palat kar dekha. Unki aankhen hairani se phail gayi. "Ye kaun se formula hain khoj kiye ho Shaurya ji? Aye ji maine tumhe 'Hydrocarbon catalysts' par kaam karne ko kaha tha par tumne yahan 'Organic Alchemy' aur 'Molecular Disintegration' ke bare mein likha hai? Ye tumhare syllabus mein nahi hai ji"
Shaurya ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Usse dhang se yaad kyu nhi rha sab
"Sir wo bas ek theoretical approach hai maine sab practical kiya hai use ke advanced report hai yeh," Shaurya ne hakbakate hue bahana mara.
Class ke saare bache uske bahane sunke hasne lage.
Tabhi Aaryan ne maahaul ko sambhalne ke liye apni seat se khade hokar ek natakiya aandaz mein haath uthaya.
"Sir! Shaurya ko kyun daant rahe ho? Aapko pata hai ye kal raat party mein kyun nahi aaya? Hum sab ne ise bahut bulaya Manasvi ne bhi kaha. Poori raat yeh hostel ke kamre mein baithkar calculations kar raha tha."
Dixit ji ne apni bhonhein uthayi. "Acha?!?"
Aaryan ne ek kadam aur aage badhaya aur Pragya ki ore ishara kiya. "Sir agar mujh par yakeen nahi hai toh aap Pragya se pucho. Yeh dono kal shaam se hi library mein dube hue the. Pragya toh ise notes de dekar thak gayi thi par Shaurya ke sir par toh project ka advanced analysis karne ka bhoot sawar tha."
Pragya ka naam sunte hi class mein ek 'Oooooo' ki goonj uthi. Pragya jo hamesha shant aur padhayi mein avval rehti thi achanak apna naam sunkar hadbadayi. Uska chehra kisi tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya.
Pragya aur Shaurya ke beech ek ajeeb rishta tha ek aisi kashish jise dono mehsoos karte the par kabhi labzon mein nahi laye the. Pragya ne Shaurya ki taraf dekha. Shaurya wahan Dixit ji ke samne khada apne dono kaan pakde hue uske taraf ishara kar rha tha jaise koi chota bacha apni galti ki maafi maang raha ho. Uske bikhre baal aur wo masoomiyat dekhkar Pragya ka dil pighal gaya. Use Shaurya us waqt bahut 'cute' laga.
"Ji... Ji Sir," Pragya ne thoda hichkichate hue apni nazrein niche jhukaye. "Aaryan sahi keh raha hai. Shaurya kal waqayi bahut mehnat kar raha tha. Kuch formulas thode complex the toh hum dono unhe hi solve karne ki koshish kar rahe the library mein."
Puri class mein fir se dabi dabi hansi goonj gayi. Aaryan ne Manasvi ko dekha aur muskuraya mission successful.
Acharya Dixit ne Pragya ki taraf dekha. Woh unki sabse honhaar vidyarthi thi. Woh kabhi jhoot nahi bolti thi aur hamesha top karti thi. Dixit ji ne apna chashma thik kiya aur thoda narm hote hue bole, "Theek hai... agar Pragya keh rahi hai toh sach hi hoga. Shaurya tum kismat wale ho ki tumhare paas aise dost hain jo tumhari makkari ko bhi mehnat ka naam de dete hain."
Dixit ji ne report apne paas rakh li. "Theek hai main ise accept kar leta hoon. Par yaad rakhna exam mein 'Alchemy' kaam nahi aayegi!"
Shaurya ne ek bahut badi rahat ki saans li. Usne dabe paon apni seat ki ore rukh kiya. Jab wo Pragya ke paas se guzra usne dhire se kaha, "Thank you.."
Pragya ne bas ek halki si muskan di aur apni kitab mein munh chupa liya par uski laali abhi bhi uske kaanon tak ja rahi thi.
Break ke samay Aaryan uske paas bhaga hua aaya. "Bhai! Tu toh superstar ban gaya hai! Chaitanya aaj college nahi aaya suna hai uske haath mein teen jagah se fracture hai. Tune kya khaya tha kal raat?"
Shaurya ne use ek kone mein kheencha. "Aaryan, mazaak band kar. Mujhe darr lag raha hai. Wo main nahi tha maine use itne zor se nhi dhakka diya tha. Mujhe yaad tak nahi ki maine use uthaya kab aur phenka kab."
Aaryan ka chehra thoda gambhir hua. "Dekh Shaurya gussa sabko aata hai. Par tera gussa... wo thoda alag hai. Khair chhord ye sab. Parso toh tu ghar ja raha hai na? Esha aunty ka phone aaya tha mujhe wo bahut fikar kar rahi thi tere."
Shaurya ne ek gehri saans li. "Haan parso shaam ki train hai. Maa akeli hai aur Dada ji... unhe bhi dekhna hai."
Shaurya ki maa, Esha ek bahut hi parishrami mahila thi. Shaurya ke pita ki maut ke baad unhone hi ghar ki zimmedari uthayi thi. Ek bank mein kaam karne ki wajah se wo aksar itni vyast rehti thi ki Shaurya ke Dada ji ka dhyaan nahi rakh pati thi. Isiliye Dada ji ko shehar ke ek purane 'Vridhashram' (Old Age Home) mein rakhna pada tha.
Lekin Shaurya ke liye ye sirf ek parivaarik milan ka mauka nahi tha. Uske pita ki maut... wo ek purana zakhm tha jo abhi tak bhara nahi tha. Police ne kaha tha ki wo ek accident tha par Shaurya ko yaad tha ki us raat baarish ho rahi thi aur uske pita ke sharir par koi chot ka nishaan nahi tha sirf unki aankhen... wo bilkul kaali pad gayi thi bilkul waise hi jaise Shaurya ki raat ko hui thi.
Agli dopahar Shaurya ne apna project kisi tarah Dixit ji ko saunp diya aur apne hostel ke kamre mein packing karne laga.
Us raat use phir ek sapna aaya. Usne dekha ki wo ek ghane jungle mein khada hai aur uske samne uske pita khade hain. Unka chehra dhundhla tha par unki awaaz saaf thi: "Shaurya... rakt ka karz chukana sabko padta hai. Jo mere andar tha wo ab tumhare andar hai. Ise rokna mat ise shi disha do."
Shaurya paseene mein lathpath hokar jaga. Bahar Mumbai ki pehli baarish ki boondein girne lagi thi. Mitthi ki wo saundhi mehak use apne ghar ki yaad dila rahi thi.
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Mumbai ka Terminus ek aisa sthal hai jahan sadiyon purani imaraten naye jamane ke bhag daud ke saath tal mel bithane ki nakaam koshish karti hain. Shaurya jab wahan pahuncha toh bheed ka wo samundar use nigalne ko taiyar tha. Charon ore se aati hui ghoshnayein, cooliyon ki pukaar aur musafiron ka shor uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb si halchal paida kar raha tha.
Uske kandhe par tanga bhari bag maano uske ateet ka bojh tha jise wo Mumbai se Gwalior apne saath le ja raha tha.
Shaurya ne apni hatheliyon ko dekha. Kal raat ki wo taqat... wo abhi bhi uske rakt mein kahin dabbi hui thi. Usne ek gehri saans li aur platform number 4 ki ore badhne laga.
Tabhi bheed ke beech use ek chamakti hui aakriti dikhi. Wo Janhvi thi. Usne ek safed rang ka sundar kurti pehna tha, aur uske baal aaj ek saleeqe se bandhe hue the. Par uske saath jo shakhs khada tha wo koi sadharan vyakti nahi lag raha tha.
Shaurabh ne ek mehenga navy blue tuxedo pehna tha aur uski kalai par bandhi hui Patek Philippe ke ghadi uski kismat aur kamyabi ki dastaanh keh rahi thi.
Shaurya ne chaha ki wo apni nazar fer le aur bheed mein kahin kho jaye. Use darr tha ki Janhvi ki aankhein uske bheetar ke us 'pashu' ko na pehchan le jise usne kal raat bar mein dekha tha. Wo bheed ki aad lekar nikalne hi wala tha ki Janhvi ki nazar us par pad gayi.
"Shaurya!" uski awaaz ne bheed ke shor ko cheer diya.
Shaurya ruk gaya. Ab bhagna namumkin tha. Janhvi uski ore daudti hui aayi uske chahre par ek sachi muskan chaaye. "Tum yahan? Kitni hairani ki baat hai!"
Shaurya ne ek nakli muskan apne chahre par sajayi maano wo kisi dard ko chupane ki koshish kar raha ho. "Haan Janhvi chuttiyon ke liye ghar ja raha hoon."
"Kitna accha hua ki tum mil gaye," Janhvi ne uska haath pakda aur use apne bhai ki ore le gayi. Shaurabh wahan khada apne phone par tha. Janhvi ne use tokte hue kaha, "Bhaiya ye wahi hai... Shaurya. Kal raat jisne meri madad ki thi."
Shaurabh ne apna phone jeb mein rakha aur Shaurya ko sar se paon tak dekha. Uski nazron mein wo vyapariyo wali parakh thi jo ek hi pal mein insaan ki keemat nap lete hain.
"Toh tum ho Shaurya," Shaurabh ne apna haath aage badhaya. Uske haath ki pakad mazboot thi. "Janhvi ne mujhe sab bataya. Aaj kal ke zamane mein kisi ajnabi ke liye itna bada khatra mol lena... ye har kisi ke bas ki baat nahi."
"Main Manali ja rahi hoon bhaiya ke saath," Janhvi chahakte hue koodi. "Summer vacation! Hum agle do hafte wahin rahenge. Tum kya kar rahe ho in chuttiyon mein?"
Shaurya ne halka sa sar jhukaya. "Kuch khas nahi. Bas apne ghar ja raha hoon Gwalior ke paas. Maa akeli hain aur Dada ji se bhi milna hai."
Janhvi ki aankhon mein ek chamak aayi. "Gwalior? Maine suna hai wahan ke qile bahut mashoor hain. Waise... kal raat ke bare mein..."
Shaurya ne turant use beech mein hi tok diya. Uska swar thoda sakht ho gaya. "Janhvi us bare mein baat na karein toh behtar hai. Main chahta hoon ki wo baat wahin khatam ho jaye."
Shaurabh ne Shaurya ke chahre par aayi us parivartan ko dhyan se dekha. Shaurabh ne apni jeb se ek sunehre kinare wala business card nikala aur Shaurya ki ore badha diya.
"Shaurya ye mera card hai," Shaurabh ne gambhirta se bola.
"Zindagi mein kabhi bhi kisi bhi tarah ki zarurat pade chahe wo padhai se judi ho ya kisi aur musibat se mujhe phone karne mein hichkichana mat. Jisne meri behen ki izzat bachayi hai uske liye mere darwaze hamesha khule hain."
Shaurya ne thoda hichkichate hue wo card liya. Us par likha tha
'Shaurabh Singhania, CEO, Singhania Enterprises'.
Tabhi dur se train ki awaaz sunayi di. Mangala Lakshadweep Express platform par dheere dheere dakhil ho rahi thi. Lohe ke pahiyaan ki ghisne ki awaaz Shaurya ke kaanon mein goonj rahi thi.
"Meri train aa gayi"
"Dhyan se jana Shaurya chutiyon ke baad milte hain," Janhvi ne haath hilate hue ishara kiya
Shaurya ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo muda aur apni bogi ki ore badhne laga. Train ki bheed mein dhakke khate hue jab wo apne seat par pahuncha toh usne khidki se bahar dekha. Shaurabh aur Janhvi abhi bhi platform par khade the.
Gwalior ka railway station aaj bhi Scindiaon ke daur ki kahaniyan sunata hai. Subah ke paanch baje the aur asman par grey rang ki ek chadar lipti hui thi. Shaurya jab train se utra toh thandi hawa ne uska swagat kiya.
Uska bag bhari tha par uske dimaag ka bojh usse bhi zyada. Woh jaanta tha ki uski maa abhi ghar par hogi par do ghante baad 9 baje woh office ke liye nikal jayenge. Shaurya ne tay kiya ki woh pehle apne Dada ji se milne jayega.
Usne ek rickshaw liya aur Aasha Kiran Vridhashram ki ore nikal pada. Vridhashram shehar ke thode bahari ilaqe mein ek purani haveli numa imarat mein tha.
Jab Shaurya wahan pahuncha toh andar darwaze par wahi parichit chehra tha.
Kavita pichle teen saalon se yahan receptionist thi. 26 saal ki umra mein. Shaurya jab bhi har teen chaar mahine mein aata Kavita ka din ban jata tha. Is swarthi zamane mein jahan log apne maa baap ko bojh samajhte hain Shaurya ka apne Dada ji ke liye ye prem dekhkar Kavita ke man mein uske liye ek gupt jagah ban gayi thi.
Shaurya jab andar dakhil hua Kavita apne computer par kisi matrimony site par profile scroll kar rahi thi. Uske chehre par niraasha hi thi. Har profile mein wahi dikhavati muskan, wahi khokli baatein thein "I love travelling," "Looking for a soulmate." Kavita ko lagta tha ki ye sab bazaar mein bikne wale plastic ke khilaune jaise ban gye hain.
"Shaurya? Itni subah?" Kavita ne chahakte hue kaha. Usne turant matrimony site wala tab band kar diya. Uske dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi thi.
"Haan Kavita, train jaldi pahunch gayi," Shaurya ne thake hue swar mein jawab diya. Usne apna bag mez ke paas rakha.
Usne dekha ki Shaurya thoda thaka hua hai aur shayad uska dhyan bhatka hua hai.
Usne jaan boojhkar apna mehenga Parker pen mez se niche gira diya. "Oh! Mera pen..."
Woh dheere se jhuki. Usne ek gehri v neck wali kurti pehni thi. Jab woh jhuki toh usne jaan boojhkar Shaurya ki ore dekha aur apne pallu ko thoda dheela chhod diya.
Shaurya ki nazrein jaise hi us par padi uske bheetar ke us vanyajeev ne ek pal ke liye karvat li. Shaurya ne uske gore gale aur cleavage ki ore dekha. Uske sharir mein ek garam lehar daudi. Uski medical wale student ke dimaag ne turant Endorphins aur Testosterone ka graph upar jate hue mehsus kiya.
Shaurya ka chehra laal ho gaya aur woh
maryada aur vasna ke beech jhoolne laga.
Kavita ne pen uthaya aur upar aate waqt ek shararati muskan di. "Kya hua Shaurya? Kuch kho gaya kya?"
Shaurya ne turant apni nazrein hata li aur gala saaf kiya. "Nahi... woh... main... mujhe Dada ji se milna hai. Time kam hai Maa ke office aane se pehle vapas bhi jana hai."
Kavita ne dekha ki uski ye choti si harkat kaam kar gayi thi. Shaurya ka wo bholapan use aur bhi pasand aaya. "Tum bhi na... hamesha jaldi mein rehte ho. Rukte kyun nahi thodi der? Main chai mangwati hoon."
"Nahi Kavita phir kabhi. Abhi Dada ji kahan hain?" Shaurya ne apne dimaag ko kabu mein karte hue pucha.
Kavita ne thodi niraasha ke saath ek lambi saans bhari. "Theek hai ziddi toh tum ho hi. Woh apne kamre mein hain 104 number yaad toh hoga hi tumhe?. Aaj subah se hi keh rahe the ki unka pota aane wala hai."
Kavita use raste tak chhodne gayi. Jab woh galiaare se guzar rahe the Kavita ka haath Shaurya ke haath se halka sa takraya. Shaurya ko aisa laga jaise bijli ka jhatka laga ho. Woh jaanta tha ki Kavita use pasand karti hai par uske bheetar ka andhera use kisi bhi ladki ke saath rishte mein bandhne se darata tha.
Shaurya ne darwaza dhire se khola. Kamre mein lobhan aur purani dawayon ki mehak basi thi. Khidki se aati hui subah ki pehli kiran Dada ji ke safed baalon par chamak rahi thi. Deendayal ji ek purani kursi par baithe the unki god mein ek moti kitabi thi.
"Baitho Shaurya," Dada ji ne bina mude kaha.
Shaurya unke pairon ke paas baith gaya. "Dada ji, aapko kaise pata chala ki main aa raha hoon?"
Dada ji ne kitabi band ki aur Shaurya ka chehra apne dono haathon mein liya. Unki ungliyan kisi purani lakdi ki tarah sakht thi. "Jab khoon mein ubaal aata hai toh uski garmhat purvajo ko mehsoos hone lagti hai. Maine suna jo tumne college mein kiya ."
Shaurya ne darr ke maare pucha woh janta tha ke college ke authorities ne uske ghar walon ko khabar kar de hoge kal ke jhagde ke baare mein, "Dada ji mere saath ye kya ho raha hai? Mujhe itna gussa kyu aata hai?"
Dada ji ne ek gehri saans li. "Suno tumhare pita ne koshish ki thi is raaz ko dabe hue rakhne ki. Woh rahasya ab tumhare kandhon par hai. Meri umra ho chuki hai aur ye dushman ab hamare gaon se nikal kar Gwalior tak aa pahunche hain."
Shaurya ne hairani se dekha. "Dushman? Yahan?"
Dada ji ne apni jeb se ek purana chandi ka pen nikala aur apne bete ke death certificate ke copy nikali. Pen par ajeeb se nishaan bane hue the aur ek chota sa ruby patthar laga tha. "Ye lo. Ye meri Virasat ka ek chota sa hissa hai. Yeh certificate ab Esha aur tumhare paas rhena chaiye aur uss pen ko abhi mat kholna. Jab tum yahan se nikal jao tab ise dekhna."
Shaurya ne woh pen aur certificate liya. Dono barf ki tarah seet the. "Dada ji aap mere saath ghar kyun nahi chalte? Maa bahut yaad karti hai."
Dada ji ki aankhon mein ek pal ke liye nami aayi. "Esha bahut ache hai par woh is andhere ko nahi jhel payegi. Mera yahan rehna hi uski liye surakshit hai. Tum jao ab suraj upar aa gaya hai. Tum jo sab jaana chate ho unke jawab tumhara intezaar kar rhe hai."
Shaurya ne Dada ji ke pair chhuye aur kamre se bahar nikal aaya. Reception par Kavita abhi bhi use hi dekh rahi thi par Shaurya ne sirf ek halka sa shukriya ka ishara kiya aur bahar nikal gaya.
Vridhashram ke bahar ek sunsaan peepal ke ped ke niche Shaurya ruka. Usne charon ore dekha ki koi use dekh toh nahi raha. Phir usne us chandi ke pen ko dhyan se dekha. Jaise hi usne use ghuma kar khola uske andar se koi syahi nahi nikli balki ek chota sa resham ka kagaz nikala.
Kagaz par ek number likha tha aur niche ek pata tha:
"Locker No. 709, Central Bank of Gwalior. Key inside the cap."
Shaurya ne pen ka dhakkan khola. Uske andar ek choti si sone ki chabi thi. Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Locker? Dada ji ne kabhi locker ka zikr nahi kiya tha. Uske pita ki maut ke baad sab kuch toh bik gaya tha phir ye locker kahan se aaya?
Usne ghadi dekhi. Subah ke 8 baj rahe the. Bank nau baje khulta hai. Uski maa, Esha bhi 9 baje office nikal jati hai. Agar woh abhi ghar jaye toh Maa se milne mein bahut waqt lag jayega aur shayad woh aaj woh locker dekh tak na paye.
"Nahi," Shaurya ne khud se kaha. "Maa se milne se pehle mujhe ye sach janna hoga. Agar main ghar gaya aur Maa ne mujhe rok liya toh ye rahasya phir se dab jayega."
Usne rickshaw wale ko bulaya. "Bhaiya, Maharaj Bada chalo. Central Bank tak."
Gwalior ka Maharaj Bada shehar ka dil tha jahan saat alag alag tarah ki imaraten ek hi chowk par khadi hain. Wahan pahunchte pahunchte bheed badhne lagi thi. Shaurya bank ke bahar khada intezar karne laga.
Bank ka darwaza khula. Shaurya andar dakhil hua. AC ki thandi hawa ne uske chehre ko chhua par uske bheetar ki tapan kam nahi hui. Woh manager ke cabin ki ore badha.
"Ji mujhe locker access karna hai. Number 709," Shaurya ne chabi dikhate hue kaha.
Manager ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. "Ye locker bahut purana hai. Pichle das saalon se ise kisi ne nahi khola. Kya aapke paas ID proof hai?"
Shaurya ne apna ID card aur apne pita ka death certificate dikhaya. Manager ne papers check kiye aur phir ek guard ko ishara kiya.
"Inhe niche vault mein le jao."
Vault ka darwaza bhari lohe ka tha jo kisi purane qile ke phatak jaisa lag raha tha.
Guard ne locker number 709 ke samne ruk kar apni chabi lagayi. "Ab aap apni chabi lagaiye, sir."
Shaurya ne kaanpte haathon se woh sone ki chabi lagayi. Ek halki clink ki awaaz aayi aur locker khul gaya.
Shaurya ne haath andar dala. Uske haath mein ek purana chamde ka bag aaya use vault ke thande farsh par rakh diya.
Uske haath kaanp rahe the par dimaag mein ek ajeeb si kashmakash thi. Kya woh waqayi taiyar tha us sach ko janne ke liye jise uske pita ne 9 saal tak is lohe ki diwaar ke piche qaid rakha tha? Usne bag ki zipp dheere se kholi. Bag ke andar se ek aisi mehak aayi jo sadiyon purani dawayein, jali hui lakdi aur thande lohe ka mishran thi jaise thi.
Bag ke andar se usne ek ek karke saat vastuein nikali, Har vastu par Latin mein naam khude hue the, maano woh kisi purani Roman tantra vidya ka hissa hon.
Liber Damnatorum ~Sabse niche rakhi woh bhari bharkam kitab thi. Iska cover insani chamde jaisa mehsus ho raha tha. Is par sunehre aksharon mein likha tha~'Liber Damnatorum'
Shaurya ne kaanpte haathon se us kitab ko uthaya. Uska dimaag keh raha tha ki ise wapas rakh de aur bhag jaye par jaise. Jaise hi usne pehla panna palta beech mein se ek kagaz ka tukda gira.
Wahan uspe ek suchi thi. Wahan kuch logon ke naam the. Har Demon ka naam likha tha par unki asli pehchan ke samne 'Unknown' ya cryptic codes likhe the:
Asmodeus
True Name: Redacted
Identity: Unknown
Status: Alive
Malphas
True Name: unknown
Identity: Unknown
Status: Alive
Astaroth
True Name: Astarte
Identity: Partially Known
Status: Alive
Belial
True Name: Unknown
Identity: unknown
Status: Alive
Gremory
True Name: Gamori
Identity: Known to Inner Circle
Status: Alive
Bune
True Name: Unknown
Identity: 'Refer Liber Damnatorum'
Status: Dead
Aur bhi aage...
Shaurya ka sir chakra gaya. "Kya ye sab sach hai? Kya mere Dada ji aur Pita ji in logon ka shikaar karte the? Ya phir wo khud inka hissa the?" Usne socha ki kya ye dus shaitaan insani roop mein hamare beech ghoom rahe?!?
Tabhi uske pant ki jeb mein rakha phone baja. Shaurya hadbadakar piche hata kitab uske haath se girte girte bachi.
Screen par naam chamak raha tha.
Shaurya ne call uthaya. "Aaryan? Kya hua? Main abhi thoda..."
"Shaurya! Bhai... hum barbaad ho gye!" Aaryan ki awaaz mein wo gel-laga-kar-hero-banne-wala atma-vishwas gayab tha wo buri tarah haanp raha hai.
"Aaryan, shant ho ja. Kya hua? Manasvi thik hai?" Shaurya ne pucha uski nazar abhi bhi us 'Athame Peccati' jo ke khanjar tha uspar par likha tha uspe thi.
"Bhai... Chaitanya mar gaya!" Aaryan ne cheekhte hue kaha.
Shaurya ke pairon tale zameen nikal gayi. "Kya? Kaise? Kal raat toh wo zinda tha?!?"
"Wahi toh! Police abhi mere ghar par hai. Unhone kaha ki Chaitanya ki laash aaj subah ek purane godam mein mili. Uska poora sharir... Shaurya wo keh rahe hain ki uski haddiyan aisi tooti hain jaise kisi ne use machine mein daal diya ho. Aur sabse badi baat..." Aaryan rone laga. "Bar ke cctv mein dikh raha hai ki hum dono uss se lad rhe the. Aur Janhvi ne kal ke baare mein jo bataya... police ko lag raha hai ki mera aur tera usse purana jhagda tha."
Shaurya ne apna sir pakad liya. "Lekin Aaryan meine toh use sirf ek dhakka diya tha! Maine use phenka tha par wo aaj zinda tha! Wo apne pairon par chalkar bahar gaya tha!"
"Police nahi maan rahi bhai! Wo keh rahe hain ki humne use pehle internal injuries di aur fir use maar dala. Shaurya, main jail nahi jana chahta! Humne kuch nahi kiya!"
Usne Aaryan se pucha, "Aaryan kya police ne laash ke bare mein kuch aur bataya? Kya uske sharir par koi ajeeb se nishaan the kuch bhi?
"Tujhe kaise pata?" Aaryan ne sisakte hue pucha. "Police wale aapas mein baat kar rahe the... uske mathe par kuch 'Sacrificio' jaisa likha tha. Shaurya ye sab kya ho raha hai? Kya tune use waqayi itni zor se mara tha?"
"Fuck!" Shaurya ke munh se gaali nikal gayi.
"Nahi Aaryan maine use mara nahi tha. Maine sirf use roka tha. Sun tu ghabra mat. Police se keh ki tu mere saath tha aur Janhvi se baat kar. Main abhi Gwalior mein hoon, main kuch karta hoon."
Call kat gaya. Shaurya vault mein akela khada tha, haathon mein 'Liber Damnatorum' liye. Use samajh aa gaya tha. Chaitanya ki maut koi hadsa nahi thi. Use aaj hi mara gaya tha aur uska ilzam Aaryan par dala gaya tha taaki Shaurya ko bahar nikala ja sake.
Usne list ka pehla panna phir se dekha.
Aaj ke liye itna hi guys. Milte hai next update mein. I think 2-3 din mein tak next
Raat ki us ghatna ke baad Mumbai ki subah Shaurya ke liye kisi bhari bojh ki tarah aayi.
Usne karvat li toh uske sharir ki haddiyon se aisi awaaz aayi maano koi purana darwaza sadiyon baad khul raha ho. Usne mez par rakhi ghadi dekhi.
"Fuck! Dus baj gaye!"
Acharya Dixit ki Rasayan Vigyan (Chemistry) ki kaksha aadhe ghante pehle shuru ho chuki thi. Shaurya jhat se bistar se utra par jaise hi usne darpan ke samne kadam rakha uske pair wahin jam gaye. Usne dekha ki uski aankhon ke neeche kaale ghere gehraye hue the par unke bheetar ki putliyon (pupils) mein abhi bhi wo halki si kaali laali baaki thi jo raat ko jagi thi.
Usne jaldi se muh dhoya maano wo us 'unmaad' ko paani se baha dena chahta ho. Usne apni vishwavidyalaya ki bag uthayi aur kamre se bahar nikaal gaya.
Mumbai ki sadkein hamesha ki tarah shor se bhari thi.
Jab wo college pahuncha toh corridor mein sannata tha. Wo dabe paon classroom ke bahar pahuchana. Andar se Acharya Dixit ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
"Vigyan prayog ka naam hai aur prayog anushasan mangta hai. Jo vidyarthi samay ki qadr nahi karta wo prakriti ke rahasyon ko kabhi nahi samajh payega."
Fuck...kya timing the.
Shaurya ne himmat jutayi aur andar kadam rakha. "May I come in Sir?"
Acharya Dixit ne apne chashme ke upar se use dekha. Puri kaksha mein ek khamoshi chha gayi. Aaryan ne piche baithkar use 'thumbs down' ka ishara kiya jaise keh raha ho 'Beta, aaj toh tu gaya!' jabki Manasvi aur Palak ne dabi hui nazron se uske taraf dekha.
"Aaaiye Shaurya ji. Hamein laga aap shayad kisi aur 'vishwa' ki khoj mein nikal gaye hain," Dixit ji ne vyangya kasa. "Aapka project report kahan hai? Yaad rahe parso se garmiyon ki chuttiyan shuru ho rahi hain. Agar aaj submit nahi kiya toh yeh semester bhool jaiye."
Shaurya ne apna bag khola aur thode bikhre hue panne unki mez par rakh diye. "Sir ye raha. Bas thoda final calculations baki hai."
Dixit ji ne pannon ko ulat palat kar dekha. Unki aankhen hairani se phail gayi. "Ye kaun se formula hain khoj kiye ho Shaurya ji? Aye ji maine tumhe 'Hydrocarbon catalysts' par kaam karne ko kaha tha par tumne yahan 'Organic Alchemy' aur 'Molecular Disintegration' ke bare mein likha hai? Ye tumhare syllabus mein nahi hai ji"
Shaurya ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Usse dhang se yaad kyu nhi rha sab
"Sir wo bas ek theoretical approach hai maine sab practical kiya hai use ke advanced report hai yeh," Shaurya ne hakbakate hue bahana mara.
Class ke saare bache uske bahane sunke hasne lage.
Tabhi Aaryan ne maahaul ko sambhalne ke liye apni seat se khade hokar ek natakiya aandaz mein haath uthaya.
"Sir! Shaurya ko kyun daant rahe ho? Aapko pata hai ye kal raat party mein kyun nahi aaya? Hum sab ne ise bahut bulaya Manasvi ne bhi kaha. Poori raat yeh hostel ke kamre mein baithkar calculations kar raha tha."
Dixit ji ne apni bhonhein uthayi. "Acha?!?"
Aaryan ne ek kadam aur aage badhaya aur Pragya ki ore ishara kiya. "Sir agar mujh par yakeen nahi hai toh aap Pragya se pucho. Yeh dono kal shaam se hi library mein dube hue the. Pragya toh ise notes de dekar thak gayi thi par Shaurya ke sir par toh project ka advanced analysis karne ka bhoot sawar tha."
Pragya ka naam sunte hi class mein ek 'Oooooo' ki goonj uthi. Pragya jo hamesha shant aur padhayi mein avval rehti thi achanak apna naam sunkar hadbadayi. Uska chehra kisi tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya.
Pragya aur Shaurya ke beech ek ajeeb rishta tha ek aisi kashish jise dono mehsoos karte the par kabhi labzon mein nahi laye the. Pragya ne Shaurya ki taraf dekha. Shaurya wahan Dixit ji ke samne khada apne dono kaan pakde hue uske taraf ishara kar rha tha jaise koi chota bacha apni galti ki maafi maang raha ho. Uske bikhre baal aur wo masoomiyat dekhkar Pragya ka dil pighal gaya. Use Shaurya us waqt bahut 'cute' laga.
"Ji... Ji Sir," Pragya ne thoda hichkichate hue apni nazrein niche jhukaye. "Aaryan sahi keh raha hai. Shaurya kal waqayi bahut mehnat kar raha tha. Kuch formulas thode complex the toh hum dono unhe hi solve karne ki koshish kar rahe the library mein."
Puri class mein fir se dabi dabi hansi goonj gayi. Aaryan ne Manasvi ko dekha aur muskuraya mission successful.
Acharya Dixit ne Pragya ki taraf dekha. Woh unki sabse honhaar vidyarthi thi. Woh kabhi jhoot nahi bolti thi aur hamesha top karti thi. Dixit ji ne apna chashma thik kiya aur thoda narm hote hue bole, "Theek hai... agar Pragya keh rahi hai toh sach hi hoga. Shaurya tum kismat wale ho ki tumhare paas aise dost hain jo tumhari makkari ko bhi mehnat ka naam de dete hain."
Dixit ji ne report apne paas rakh li. "Theek hai main ise accept kar leta hoon. Par yaad rakhna exam mein 'Alchemy' kaam nahi aayegi!"
Shaurya ne ek bahut badi rahat ki saans li. Usne dabe paon apni seat ki ore rukh kiya. Jab wo Pragya ke paas se guzra usne dhire se kaha, "Thank you.."
Pragya ne bas ek halki si muskan di aur apni kitab mein munh chupa liya par uski laali abhi bhi uske kaanon tak ja rahi thi.
Break ke samay Aaryan uske paas bhaga hua aaya. "Bhai! Tu toh superstar ban gaya hai! Chaitanya aaj college nahi aaya suna hai uske haath mein teen jagah se fracture hai. Tune kya khaya tha kal raat?"
Shaurya ne use ek kone mein kheencha. "Aaryan, mazaak band kar. Mujhe darr lag raha hai. Wo main nahi tha maine use itne zor se nhi dhakka diya tha. Mujhe yaad tak nahi ki maine use uthaya kab aur phenka kab."
Aaryan ka chehra thoda gambhir hua. "Dekh Shaurya gussa sabko aata hai. Par tera gussa... wo thoda alag hai. Khair chhord ye sab. Parso toh tu ghar ja raha hai na? Esha aunty ka phone aaya tha mujhe wo bahut fikar kar rahi thi tere."
Shaurya ne ek gehri saans li. "Haan parso shaam ki train hai. Maa akeli hai aur Dada ji... unhe bhi dekhna hai."
Shaurya ki maa, Esha ek bahut hi parishrami mahila thi. Shaurya ke pita ki maut ke baad unhone hi ghar ki zimmedari uthayi thi. Ek bank mein kaam karne ki wajah se wo aksar itni vyast rehti thi ki Shaurya ke Dada ji ka dhyaan nahi rakh pati thi. Isiliye Dada ji ko shehar ke ek purane 'Vridhashram' (Old Age Home) mein rakhna pada tha.
Lekin Shaurya ke liye ye sirf ek parivaarik milan ka mauka nahi tha. Uske pita ki maut... wo ek purana zakhm tha jo abhi tak bhara nahi tha. Police ne kaha tha ki wo ek accident tha par Shaurya ko yaad tha ki us raat baarish ho rahi thi aur uske pita ke sharir par koi chot ka nishaan nahi tha sirf unki aankhen... wo bilkul kaali pad gayi thi bilkul waise hi jaise Shaurya ki raat ko hui thi.
Agli dopahar Shaurya ne apna project kisi tarah Dixit ji ko saunp diya aur apne hostel ke kamre mein packing karne laga.
Us raat use phir ek sapna aaya. Usne dekha ki wo ek ghane jungle mein khada hai aur uske samne uske pita khade hain. Unka chehra dhundhla tha par unki awaaz saaf thi: "Shaurya... rakt ka karz chukana sabko padta hai. Jo mere andar tha wo ab tumhare andar hai. Ise rokna mat ise shi disha do."
Shaurya paseene mein lathpath hokar jaga. Bahar Mumbai ki pehli baarish ki boondein girne lagi thi. Mitthi ki wo saundhi mehak use apne ghar ki yaad dila rahi thi.
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Mumbai ka Terminus ek aisa sthal hai jahan sadiyon purani imaraten naye jamane ke bhag daud ke saath tal mel bithane ki nakaam koshish karti hain. Shaurya jab wahan pahuncha toh bheed ka wo samundar use nigalne ko taiyar tha. Charon ore se aati hui ghoshnayein, cooliyon ki pukaar aur musafiron ka shor uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb si halchal paida kar raha tha.
Uske kandhe par tanga bhari bag maano uske ateet ka bojh tha jise wo Mumbai se Gwalior apne saath le ja raha tha.
Shaurya ne apni hatheliyon ko dekha. Kal raat ki wo taqat... wo abhi bhi uske rakt mein kahin dabbi hui thi. Usne ek gehri saans li aur platform number 4 ki ore badhne laga.
Tabhi bheed ke beech use ek chamakti hui aakriti dikhi. Wo Janhvi thi. Usne ek safed rang ka sundar kurti pehna tha, aur uske baal aaj ek saleeqe se bandhe hue the. Par uske saath jo shakhs khada tha wo koi sadharan vyakti nahi lag raha tha.
Shaurabh ne ek mehenga navy blue tuxedo pehna tha aur uski kalai par bandhi hui Patek Philippe ke ghadi uski kismat aur kamyabi ki dastaanh keh rahi thi.
Shaurya ne chaha ki wo apni nazar fer le aur bheed mein kahin kho jaye. Use darr tha ki Janhvi ki aankhein uske bheetar ke us 'pashu' ko na pehchan le jise usne kal raat bar mein dekha tha. Wo bheed ki aad lekar nikalne hi wala tha ki Janhvi ki nazar us par pad gayi.
"Shaurya!" uski awaaz ne bheed ke shor ko cheer diya.
Shaurya ruk gaya. Ab bhagna namumkin tha. Janhvi uski ore daudti hui aayi uske chahre par ek sachi muskan chaaye. "Tum yahan? Kitni hairani ki baat hai!"
Shaurya ne ek nakli muskan apne chahre par sajayi maano wo kisi dard ko chupane ki koshish kar raha ho. "Haan Janhvi chuttiyon ke liye ghar ja raha hoon."
"Kitna accha hua ki tum mil gaye," Janhvi ne uska haath pakda aur use apne bhai ki ore le gayi. Shaurabh wahan khada apne phone par tha. Janhvi ne use tokte hue kaha, "Bhaiya ye wahi hai... Shaurya. Kal raat jisne meri madad ki thi."
Shaurabh ne apna phone jeb mein rakha aur Shaurya ko sar se paon tak dekha. Uski nazron mein wo vyapariyo wali parakh thi jo ek hi pal mein insaan ki keemat nap lete hain.
"Toh tum ho Shaurya," Shaurabh ne apna haath aage badhaya. Uske haath ki pakad mazboot thi. "Janhvi ne mujhe sab bataya. Aaj kal ke zamane mein kisi ajnabi ke liye itna bada khatra mol lena... ye har kisi ke bas ki baat nahi."
"Main Manali ja rahi hoon bhaiya ke saath," Janhvi chahakte hue koodi. "Summer vacation! Hum agle do hafte wahin rahenge. Tum kya kar rahe ho in chuttiyon mein?"
Shaurya ne halka sa sar jhukaya. "Kuch khas nahi. Bas apne ghar ja raha hoon Gwalior ke paas. Maa akeli hain aur Dada ji se bhi milna hai."
Janhvi ki aankhon mein ek chamak aayi. "Gwalior? Maine suna hai wahan ke qile bahut mashoor hain. Waise... kal raat ke bare mein..."
Shaurya ne turant use beech mein hi tok diya. Uska swar thoda sakht ho gaya. "Janhvi us bare mein baat na karein toh behtar hai. Main chahta hoon ki wo baat wahin khatam ho jaye."
Shaurabh ne Shaurya ke chahre par aayi us parivartan ko dhyan se dekha. Shaurabh ne apni jeb se ek sunehre kinare wala business card nikala aur Shaurya ki ore badha diya.
"Shaurya ye mera card hai," Shaurabh ne gambhirta se bola.
"Zindagi mein kabhi bhi kisi bhi tarah ki zarurat pade chahe wo padhai se judi ho ya kisi aur musibat se mujhe phone karne mein hichkichana mat. Jisne meri behen ki izzat bachayi hai uske liye mere darwaze hamesha khule hain."
Shaurya ne thoda hichkichate hue wo card liya. Us par likha tha
'Shaurabh Singhania, CEO, Singhania Enterprises'.
Tabhi dur se train ki awaaz sunayi di. Mangala Lakshadweep Express platform par dheere dheere dakhil ho rahi thi. Lohe ke pahiyaan ki ghisne ki awaaz Shaurya ke kaanon mein goonj rahi thi.
"Meri train aa gayi"
"Dhyan se jana Shaurya chutiyon ke baad milte hain," Janhvi ne haath hilate hue ishara kiya
Shaurya ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo muda aur apni bogi ki ore badhne laga. Train ki bheed mein dhakke khate hue jab wo apne seat par pahuncha toh usne khidki se bahar dekha. Shaurabh aur Janhvi abhi bhi platform par khade the.
Gwalior ka railway station aaj bhi Scindiaon ke daur ki kahaniyan sunata hai. Subah ke paanch baje the aur asman par grey rang ki ek chadar lipti hui thi. Shaurya jab train se utra toh thandi hawa ne uska swagat kiya.
Uska bag bhari tha par uske dimaag ka bojh usse bhi zyada. Woh jaanta tha ki uski maa abhi ghar par hogi par do ghante baad 9 baje woh office ke liye nikal jayenge. Shaurya ne tay kiya ki woh pehle apne Dada ji se milne jayega.
Usne ek rickshaw liya aur Aasha Kiran Vridhashram ki ore nikal pada. Vridhashram shehar ke thode bahari ilaqe mein ek purani haveli numa imarat mein tha.
Jab Shaurya wahan pahuncha toh andar darwaze par wahi parichit chehra tha.
Kavita pichle teen saalon se yahan receptionist thi. 26 saal ki umra mein. Shaurya jab bhi har teen chaar mahine mein aata Kavita ka din ban jata tha. Is swarthi zamane mein jahan log apne maa baap ko bojh samajhte hain Shaurya ka apne Dada ji ke liye ye prem dekhkar Kavita ke man mein uske liye ek gupt jagah ban gayi thi.
Shaurya jab andar dakhil hua Kavita apne computer par kisi matrimony site par profile scroll kar rahi thi. Uske chehre par niraasha hi thi. Har profile mein wahi dikhavati muskan, wahi khokli baatein thein "I love travelling," "Looking for a soulmate." Kavita ko lagta tha ki ye sab bazaar mein bikne wale plastic ke khilaune jaise ban gye hain.
"Shaurya? Itni subah?" Kavita ne chahakte hue kaha. Usne turant matrimony site wala tab band kar diya. Uske dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi thi.
"Haan Kavita, train jaldi pahunch gayi," Shaurya ne thake hue swar mein jawab diya. Usne apna bag mez ke paas rakha.
Usne dekha ki Shaurya thoda thaka hua hai aur shayad uska dhyan bhatka hua hai.
Usne jaan boojhkar apna mehenga Parker pen mez se niche gira diya. "Oh! Mera pen..."
Woh dheere se jhuki. Usne ek gehri v neck wali kurti pehni thi. Jab woh jhuki toh usne jaan boojhkar Shaurya ki ore dekha aur apne pallu ko thoda dheela chhod diya.
Shaurya ki nazrein jaise hi us par padi uske bheetar ke us vanyajeev ne ek pal ke liye karvat li. Shaurya ne uske gore gale aur cleavage ki ore dekha. Uske sharir mein ek garam lehar daudi. Uski medical wale student ke dimaag ne turant Endorphins aur Testosterone ka graph upar jate hue mehsus kiya.
Shaurya ka chehra laal ho gaya aur woh
maryada aur vasna ke beech jhoolne laga.
Kavita ne pen uthaya aur upar aate waqt ek shararati muskan di. "Kya hua Shaurya? Kuch kho gaya kya?"
Shaurya ne turant apni nazrein hata li aur gala saaf kiya. "Nahi... woh... main... mujhe Dada ji se milna hai. Time kam hai Maa ke office aane se pehle vapas bhi jana hai."
Kavita ne dekha ki uski ye choti si harkat kaam kar gayi thi. Shaurya ka wo bholapan use aur bhi pasand aaya. "Tum bhi na... hamesha jaldi mein rehte ho. Rukte kyun nahi thodi der? Main chai mangwati hoon."
"Nahi Kavita phir kabhi. Abhi Dada ji kahan hain?" Shaurya ne apne dimaag ko kabu mein karte hue pucha.
Kavita ne thodi niraasha ke saath ek lambi saans bhari. "Theek hai ziddi toh tum ho hi. Woh apne kamre mein hain 104 number yaad toh hoga hi tumhe?. Aaj subah se hi keh rahe the ki unka pota aane wala hai."
Kavita use raste tak chhodne gayi. Jab woh galiaare se guzar rahe the Kavita ka haath Shaurya ke haath se halka sa takraya. Shaurya ko aisa laga jaise bijli ka jhatka laga ho. Woh jaanta tha ki Kavita use pasand karti hai par uske bheetar ka andhera use kisi bhi ladki ke saath rishte mein bandhne se darata tha.
Shaurya ne darwaza dhire se khola. Kamre mein lobhan aur purani dawayon ki mehak basi thi. Khidki se aati hui subah ki pehli kiran Dada ji ke safed baalon par chamak rahi thi. Deendayal ji ek purani kursi par baithe the unki god mein ek moti kitabi thi.
"Baitho Shaurya," Dada ji ne bina mude kaha.
Shaurya unke pairon ke paas baith gaya. "Dada ji, aapko kaise pata chala ki main aa raha hoon?"
Dada ji ne kitabi band ki aur Shaurya ka chehra apne dono haathon mein liya. Unki ungliyan kisi purani lakdi ki tarah sakht thi. "Jab khoon mein ubaal aata hai toh uski garmhat purvajo ko mehsoos hone lagti hai. Maine suna jo tumne college mein kiya ."
Shaurya ne darr ke maare pucha woh janta tha ke college ke authorities ne uske ghar walon ko khabar kar de hoge kal ke jhagde ke baare mein, "Dada ji mere saath ye kya ho raha hai? Mujhe itna gussa kyu aata hai?"
Dada ji ne ek gehri saans li. "Suno tumhare pita ne koshish ki thi is raaz ko dabe hue rakhne ki. Woh rahasya ab tumhare kandhon par hai. Meri umra ho chuki hai aur ye dushman ab hamare gaon se nikal kar Gwalior tak aa pahunche hain."
Shaurya ne hairani se dekha. "Dushman? Yahan?"
Dada ji ne apni jeb se ek purana chandi ka pen nikala aur apne bete ke death certificate ke copy nikali. Pen par ajeeb se nishaan bane hue the aur ek chota sa ruby patthar laga tha. "Ye lo. Ye meri Virasat ka ek chota sa hissa hai. Yeh certificate ab Esha aur tumhare paas rhena chaiye aur uss pen ko abhi mat kholna. Jab tum yahan se nikal jao tab ise dekhna."
Shaurya ne woh pen aur certificate liya. Dono barf ki tarah seet the. "Dada ji aap mere saath ghar kyun nahi chalte? Maa bahut yaad karti hai."
Dada ji ki aankhon mein ek pal ke liye nami aayi. "Esha bahut ache hai par woh is andhere ko nahi jhel payegi. Mera yahan rehna hi uski liye surakshit hai. Tum jao ab suraj upar aa gaya hai. Tum jo sab jaana chate ho unke jawab tumhara intezaar kar rhe hai."
Shaurya ne Dada ji ke pair chhuye aur kamre se bahar nikal aaya. Reception par Kavita abhi bhi use hi dekh rahi thi par Shaurya ne sirf ek halka sa shukriya ka ishara kiya aur bahar nikal gaya.
Vridhashram ke bahar ek sunsaan peepal ke ped ke niche Shaurya ruka. Usne charon ore dekha ki koi use dekh toh nahi raha. Phir usne us chandi ke pen ko dhyan se dekha. Jaise hi usne use ghuma kar khola uske andar se koi syahi nahi nikli balki ek chota sa resham ka kagaz nikala.
Kagaz par ek number likha tha aur niche ek pata tha:
"Locker No. 709, Central Bank of Gwalior. Key inside the cap."
Shaurya ne pen ka dhakkan khola. Uske andar ek choti si sone ki chabi thi. Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Locker? Dada ji ne kabhi locker ka zikr nahi kiya tha. Uske pita ki maut ke baad sab kuch toh bik gaya tha phir ye locker kahan se aaya?
Usne ghadi dekhi. Subah ke 8 baj rahe the. Bank nau baje khulta hai. Uski maa, Esha bhi 9 baje office nikal jati hai. Agar woh abhi ghar jaye toh Maa se milne mein bahut waqt lag jayega aur shayad woh aaj woh locker dekh tak na paye.
"Nahi," Shaurya ne khud se kaha. "Maa se milne se pehle mujhe ye sach janna hoga. Agar main ghar gaya aur Maa ne mujhe rok liya toh ye rahasya phir se dab jayega."
Usne rickshaw wale ko bulaya. "Bhaiya, Maharaj Bada chalo. Central Bank tak."
Gwalior ka Maharaj Bada shehar ka dil tha jahan saat alag alag tarah ki imaraten ek hi chowk par khadi hain. Wahan pahunchte pahunchte bheed badhne lagi thi. Shaurya bank ke bahar khada intezar karne laga.
Bank ka darwaza khula. Shaurya andar dakhil hua. AC ki thandi hawa ne uske chehre ko chhua par uske bheetar ki tapan kam nahi hui. Woh manager ke cabin ki ore badha.
"Ji mujhe locker access karna hai. Number 709," Shaurya ne chabi dikhate hue kaha.
Manager ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. "Ye locker bahut purana hai. Pichle das saalon se ise kisi ne nahi khola. Kya aapke paas ID proof hai?"
Shaurya ne apna ID card aur apne pita ka death certificate dikhaya. Manager ne papers check kiye aur phir ek guard ko ishara kiya.
"Inhe niche vault mein le jao."
Vault ka darwaza bhari lohe ka tha jo kisi purane qile ke phatak jaisa lag raha tha.
Guard ne locker number 709 ke samne ruk kar apni chabi lagayi. "Ab aap apni chabi lagaiye, sir."
Shaurya ne kaanpte haathon se woh sone ki chabi lagayi. Ek halki clink ki awaaz aayi aur locker khul gaya.
Shaurya ne haath andar dala. Uske haath mein ek purana chamde ka bag aaya use vault ke thande farsh par rakh diya.
Uske haath kaanp rahe the par dimaag mein ek ajeeb si kashmakash thi. Kya woh waqayi taiyar tha us sach ko janne ke liye jise uske pita ne 9 saal tak is lohe ki diwaar ke piche qaid rakha tha? Usne bag ki zipp dheere se kholi. Bag ke andar se ek aisi mehak aayi jo sadiyon purani dawayein, jali hui lakdi aur thande lohe ka mishran thi jaise thi.
Bag ke andar se usne ek ek karke saat vastuein nikali, Har vastu par Latin mein naam khude hue the, maano woh kisi purani Roman tantra vidya ka hissa hon.
Liber Damnatorum ~Sabse niche rakhi woh bhari bharkam kitab thi. Iska cover insani chamde jaisa mehsus ho raha tha. Is par sunehre aksharon mein likha tha~'Liber Damnatorum'
Shaurya ne kaanpte haathon se us kitab ko uthaya. Uska dimaag keh raha tha ki ise wapas rakh de aur bhag jaye par jaise. Jaise hi usne pehla panna palta beech mein se ek kagaz ka tukda gira.
Wahan uspe ek suchi thi. Wahan kuch logon ke naam the. Har Demon ka naam likha tha par unki asli pehchan ke samne 'Unknown' ya cryptic codes likhe the:
Asmodeus
True Name: Redacted
Identity: Unknown
Status: Alive
Malphas
True Name: unknown
Identity: Unknown
Status: Alive
Astaroth
True Name: Astarte
Identity: Partially Known
Status: Alive
Belial
True Name: Unknown
Identity: unknown
Status: Alive
Gremory
True Name: Gamori
Identity: Known to Inner Circle
Status: Alive
Bune
True Name: Unknown
Identity: 'Refer Liber Damnatorum'
Status: Dead
Aur bhi aage...
Shaurya ka sir chakra gaya. "Kya ye sab sach hai? Kya mere Dada ji aur Pita ji in logon ka shikaar karte the? Ya phir wo khud inka hissa the?" Usne socha ki kya ye dus shaitaan insani roop mein hamare beech ghoom rahe?!?
Tabhi uske pant ki jeb mein rakha phone baja. Shaurya hadbadakar piche hata kitab uske haath se girte girte bachi.
Screen par naam chamak raha tha.
Shaurya ne call uthaya. "Aaryan? Kya hua? Main abhi thoda..."
"Shaurya! Bhai... hum barbaad ho gye!" Aaryan ki awaaz mein wo gel-laga-kar-hero-banne-wala atma-vishwas gayab tha wo buri tarah haanp raha hai.
"Aaryan, shant ho ja. Kya hua? Manasvi thik hai?" Shaurya ne pucha uski nazar abhi bhi us 'Athame Peccati' jo ke khanjar tha uspar par likha tha uspe thi.
"Bhai... Chaitanya mar gaya!" Aaryan ne cheekhte hue kaha.
Shaurya ke pairon tale zameen nikal gayi. "Kya? Kaise? Kal raat toh wo zinda tha?!?"
"Wahi toh! Police abhi mere ghar par hai. Unhone kaha ki Chaitanya ki laash aaj subah ek purane godam mein mili. Uska poora sharir... Shaurya wo keh rahe hain ki uski haddiyan aisi tooti hain jaise kisi ne use machine mein daal diya ho. Aur sabse badi baat..." Aaryan rone laga. "Bar ke cctv mein dikh raha hai ki hum dono uss se lad rhe the. Aur Janhvi ne kal ke baare mein jo bataya... police ko lag raha hai ki mera aur tera usse purana jhagda tha."
Shaurya ne apna sir pakad liya. "Lekin Aaryan meine toh use sirf ek dhakka diya tha! Maine use phenka tha par wo aaj zinda tha! Wo apne pairon par chalkar bahar gaya tha!"
"Police nahi maan rahi bhai! Wo keh rahe hain ki humne use pehle internal injuries di aur fir use maar dala. Shaurya, main jail nahi jana chahta! Humne kuch nahi kiya!"
Usne Aaryan se pucha, "Aaryan kya police ne laash ke bare mein kuch aur bataya? Kya uske sharir par koi ajeeb se nishaan the kuch bhi?
"Tujhe kaise pata?" Aaryan ne sisakte hue pucha. "Police wale aapas mein baat kar rahe the... uske mathe par kuch 'Sacrificio' jaisa likha tha. Shaurya ye sab kya ho raha hai? Kya tune use waqayi itni zor se mara tha?"
"Fuck!" Shaurya ke munh se gaali nikal gayi.
"Nahi Aaryan maine use mara nahi tha. Maine sirf use roka tha. Sun tu ghabra mat. Police se keh ki tu mere saath tha aur Janhvi se baat kar. Main abhi Gwalior mein hoon, main kuch karta hoon."
Call kat gaya. Shaurya vault mein akela khada tha, haathon mein 'Liber Damnatorum' liye. Use samajh aa gaya tha. Chaitanya ki maut koi hadsa nahi thi. Use aaj hi mara gaya tha aur uska ilzam Aaryan par dala gaya tha taaki Shaurya ko bahar nikala ja sake.
Usne list ka pehla panna phir se dekha.
Aaj ke liye itna hi guys. Milte hai next update mein. I think 2-3 din mein tak next
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For starting new story thread....
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Update 2 posted do check and read. Also, Palak's name will be Pragya from now on. I'll edit first update in due time.
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Bahut hi shaandar update diya hai mistyvixen ji....Chapter 2
Raat ki us ghatna ke baad Mumbai ki subah Shaurya ke liye kisi bhari bojh ki tarah aayi.
Usne karvat li toh uske sharir ki haddiyon se aisi awaaz aayi maano koi purana darwaza sadiyon baad khul raha ho. Usne mez par rakhi ghadi dekhi.
"Fuck! Dus baj gaye!"
Acharya Dixit ki Rasayan Vigyan (Chemistry) ki kaksha aadhe ghante pehle shuru ho chuki thi. Shaurya jhat se bistar se utra par jaise hi usne darpan ke samne kadam rakha uske pair wahin jam gaye. Usne dekha ki uski aankhon ke neeche kaale ghere gehraye hue the par unke bheetar ki putliyon (pupils) mein abhi bhi wo halki si kaali laali baaki thi jo raat ko jagi thi.
Usne jaldi se muh dhoya maano wo us 'unmaad' ko paani se baha dena chahta ho. Usne apni vishwavidyalaya ki bag uthayi aur kamre se bahar nikaal gaya.
Mumbai ki sadkein hamesha ki tarah shor se bhari thi.
Jab wo college pahuncha toh corridor mein sannata tha. Wo dabe paon classroom ke bahar pahuchana. Andar se Acharya Dixit ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
"Vigyan prayog ka naam hai aur prayog anushasan mangta hai. Jo vidyarthi samay ki qadr nahi karta wo prakriti ke rahasyon ko kabhi nahi samajh payega."
Fuck...kya timing the.
Shaurya ne himmat jutayi aur andar kadam rakha. "May I come in Sir?"
Acharya Dixit ne apne chashme ke upar se use dekha. Puri kaksha mein ek khamoshi chha gayi. Aaryan ne piche baithkar use 'thumbs down' ka ishara kiya jaise keh raha ho 'Beta, aaj toh tu gaya!' jabki Manasvi aur Palak ne dabi hui nazron se uske taraf dekha.
"Aaaiye Shaurya ji. Hamein laga aap shayad kisi aur 'vishwa' ki khoj mein nikal gaye hain," Dixit ji ne vyangya kasa. "Aapka project report kahan hai? Yaad rahe parso se garmiyon ki chuttiyan shuru ho rahi hain. Agar aaj submit nahi kiya toh yeh semester bhool jaiye."
Shaurya ne apna bag khola aur thode bikhre hue panne unki mez par rakh diye. "Sir ye raha. Bas thoda final calculations baki hai."
Dixit ji ne pannon ko ulat palat kar dekha. Unki aankhen hairani se phail gayi. "Ye kaun se formula hain khoj kiye ho Shaurya ji? Aye ji maine tumhe 'Hydrocarbon catalysts' par kaam karne ko kaha tha par tumne yahan 'Organic Alchemy' aur 'Molecular Disintegration' ke bare mein likha hai? Ye tumhare syllabus mein nahi hai ji"
Shaurya ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Usse dhang se yaad kyu nhi rha sab
"Sir wo bas ek theoretical approach hai maine sab practical kiya hai use ke advanced report hai yeh," Shaurya ne hakbakate hue bahana mara.
Class ke saare bache uske bahane sunke hasne lage.
Tabhi Aaryan ne maahaul ko sambhalne ke liye apni seat se khade hokar ek natakiya aandaz mein haath uthaya.
"Sir! Shaurya ko kyun daant rahe ho? Aapko pata hai ye kal raat party mein kyun nahi aaya? Hum sab ne ise bahut bulaya Manasvi ne bhi kaha. Poori raat yeh hostel ke kamre mein baithkar calculations kar raha tha."
Dixit ji ne apni bhonhein uthayi. "Acha?!?"
Aaryan ne ek kadam aur aage badhaya aur Pragya ki ore ishara kiya. "Sir agar mujh par yakeen nahi hai toh aap Pragya se pucho. Yeh dono kal shaam se hi library mein dube hue the. Pragya toh ise notes de dekar thak gayi thi par Shaurya ke sir par toh project ka advanced analysis karne ka bhoot sawar tha."
Pragya ka naam sunte hi class mein ek 'Oooooo' ki goonj uthi. Pragya jo hamesha shant aur padhayi mein avval rehti thi achanak apna naam sunkar hadbadayi. Uska chehra kisi tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya.
Pragya aur Shaurya ke beech ek ajeeb rishta tha ek aisi kashish jise dono mehsoos karte the par kabhi labzon mein nahi laye the. Pragya ne Shaurya ki taraf dekha. Shaurya wahan Dixit ji ke samne khada apne dono kaan pakde hue uske taraf ishara kar rha tha jaise koi chota bacha apni galti ki maafi maang raha ho. Uske bikhre baal aur wo masoomiyat dekhkar Pragya ka dil pighal gaya. Use Shaurya us waqt bahut 'cute' laga.
"Ji... Ji Sir," Palak ne thoda hichkichate hue apni nazrein niche jhukaye. "Aaryan sahi keh raha hai. Shaurya kal waqayi bahut mehnat kar raha tha. Kuch formulas thode complex the toh hum dono unhe hi solve karne ki koshish kar rahe the library mein."
Puri class mein fir se dabi dabi hansi goonj gayi. Aaryan ne Manasvi ko dekha aur muskuraya mission successful.
Acharya Dixit ne Pragya ki taraf dekha. Woh unki sabse honhaar vidyarthi thi. Woh kabhi jhoot nahi bolti thi aur hamesha top karti thi. Dixit ji ne apna chashma thik kiya aur thoda narm hote hue bole, "Theek hai... agar Pragya keh rahi hai toh sach hi hoga. Shaurya tum kismat wale ho ki tumhare paas aise dost hain jo tumhari makkari ko bhi mehnat ka naam de dete hain."
Dixit ji ne report apne paas rakh li. "Theek hai main ise accept kar leta hoon. Par yaad rakhna exam mein 'Alchemy' kaam nahi aayegi!"
Shaurya ne ek bahut badi rahat ki saans li. Usne dabe paon apni seat ki ore rukh kiya. Jab wo Palak ke paas se guzra usne dhire se kaha, "Thank you.."
Pragya ne bas ek halki si muskan di aur apni kitab mein munh chupa liya par uski laali abhi bhi uske kaanon tak ja rahi thi.
Break ke samay Aaryan uske paas bhaga hua aaya. "Bhai! Tu toh superstar ban gaya hai! Chaitanya aaj college nahi aaya suna hai uske haath mein teen jagah se fracture hai. Tune kya khaya tha kal raat?"
Shaurya ne use ek kone mein kheencha. "Aaryan, mazaak band kar. Mujhe darr lag raha hai. Wo main nahi tha maine use itne zor se nhi dhakka diya tha. Mujhe yaad tak nahi ki maine use uthaya kab aur phenka kab."
Aaryan ka chehra thoda gambhir hua. "Dekh Shaurya gussa sabko aata hai. Par tera gussa... wo thoda alag hai. Khair chhord ye sab. Parso toh tu ghar ja raha hai na? Esha aunty ka phone aaya tha mujhe wo bahut fikar kar rahi thi tere."
Shaurya ne ek gehri saans li. "Haan parso subah ki train hai. Maa akeli hai aur Dada ji... unhe bhi dekhna hai."
Shaurya ki maa, Esha ek bahut hi parishrami mahila thi. Shaurya ke pita ki maut ke baad unhone hi ghar ki zimmedari uthayi thi. Ek bank mein kaam karne ki wajah se wo aksar itni vyast rehti thi ki Shaurya ke Dada ji ka dhyaan nahi rakh pati thi. Isiliye Dada ji ko shehar ke ek purane 'Vridhashram' (Old Age Home) mein rakhna pada tha.
Lekin Shaurya ke liye ye sirf ek parivaarik milan ka mauka nahi tha. Uske pita ki maut... wo ek purana zakhm tha jo abhi tak bhara nahi tha. Police ne kaha tha ki wo ek accident tha par Shaurya ko yaad tha ki us raat baarish ho rahi thi aur uske pita ke sharir par koi chot ka nishaan nahi tha sirf unki aankhen... wo bilkul kaali pad gayi thi bilkul waise hi jaise Shaurya ki raat ko hui thi.
Agli dopahar Shaurya ne apna project kisi tarah Dixit ji ko saunp diya aur apne hostel ke kamre mein packing karne laga.
Us raat use phir ek sapna aaya. Usne dekha ki wo ek ghane jungle mein khada hai aur uske samne uske pita khade hain. Unka chehra dhundhla tha par unki awaaz saaf thi: "Shaurya... rakt ka karz chukana sabko padta hai. Jo mere andar tha wo ab tumhare andar hai. Ise rokna mat ise shi disha do."
Shaurya paseene mein lathpath hokar jaga. Bahar Mumbai ki pehli baarish ki boondein girne lagi thi. Mitthi ki wo saundhi mehak use apne ghar ki yaad dila rahi thi.
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Mumbai ka Terminus ek aisa sthal hai jahan sadiyon purani imaraten naye jamane ke bhag daud ke saath tal mel bithane ki nakaam koshish karti hain. Shaurya jab wahan pahuncha toh bheed ka wo samundar use nigalne ko taiyar tha. Charon ore se aati hui ghoshnayein, cooliyon ki pukaar aur musafiron ka shor uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb si halchal paida kar raha tha.
Uske kandhe par tanga bhari bag maano uske ateet ka bojh tha jise wo Mumbai se Gwalior apne saath le ja raha tha.
Shaurya ne apni hatheliyon ko dekha. Kal raat ki wo taqat... wo abhi bhi uske rakt mein kahin dabbi hui thi. Usne ek gehri saans li aur platform number 4 ki ore badhne laga.
Tabhi bheed ke beech use ek chamakti hui aakriti dikhi. Wo Janhvi thi. Usne ek safed rang ka sundar kurti pehna tha, aur uske baal aaj ek saleeqe se bandhe hue the. Par uske saath jo shakhs khada tha wo koi sadharan vyakti nahi lag raha tha.
Shaurabh ne ek mehenga navy blue tuxedo pehna tha aur uski kalai par bandhi hui Patek Philippe ke ghadi uski kismat aur kamyabi ki dastaanh keh rahi thi.
Shaurya ne chaha ki wo apni nazar fer le aur bheed mein kahin kho jaye. Use darr tha ki Janhvi ki aankhein uske bheetar ke us 'pashu' ko na pehchan le jise usne kal raat bar mein dekha tha. Wo bheed ki aad lekar nikalne hi wala tha ki Janhvi ki nazar us par pad gayi.
"Shaurya!" uski awaaz ne bheed ke shor ko cheer diya.
Shaurya ruk gaya. Ab bhagna namumkin tha. Janhvi uski ore daudti hui aayi uske chahre par ek sachi muskan chaaye. "Tum yahan? Kitni hairani ki baat hai!"
Shaurya ne ek nakli muskan apne chahre par sajayi maano wo kisi dard ko chupane ki koshish kar raha ho. "Haan Janhvi chuttiyon ke liye ghar ja raha hoon."
"Kitna accha hua ki tum mil gaye," Janhvi ne uska haath pakda aur use apne bhai ki ore le gayi. Shaurabh wahan khada apne phone par tha. Janhvi ne use tokte hue kaha, "Bhaiya ye wahi hai... Shaurya. Kal raat jisne meri madad ki thi."
Shaurabh ne apna phone jeb mein rakha aur Shaurya ko sar se paon tak dekha. Uski nazron mein wo vyapariyo wali parakh thi jo ek hi pal mein insaan ki keemat nap lete hain.
"Toh tum ho Shaurya," Shaurabh ne apna haath aage badhaya. Uske haath ki pakad mazboot thi. "Janhvi ne mujhe sab bataya. Aaj kal ke zamane mein kisi ajnabi ke liye itna bada khatra mol lena... ye har kisi ke bas ki baat nahi."
"Main Manali ja rahi hoon bhaiya ke saath," Janhvi chahakte hue koodi. "Summer vacation! Hum agle do hafte wahin rahenge. Tum kya kar rahe ho in chuttiyon mein?"
Shaurya ne halka sa sar jhukaya. "Kuch khas nahi. Bas apne ghar ja raha hoon Gwalior ke paas. Maa akeli hain aur Dada ji se bhi milna hai."
Janhvi ki aankhon mein ek chamak aayi. "Gwalior? Maine suna hai wahan ke qile bahut mashoor hain. Waise... kal raat ke bare mein..."
Shaurya ne turant use beech mein hi tok diya. Uska swar thoda sakht ho gaya. "Janhvi us bare mein baat na karein toh behtar hai. Main chahta hoon ki wo baat wahin khatam ho jaye."
Shaurabh ne Shaurya ke chahre par aayi us parivartan ko dhyan se dekha. Shaurabh ne apni jeb se ek sunehre kinare wala business card nikala aur Shaurya ki ore badha diya.
"Shaurya ye mera card hai," Shaurabh ne gambhirta se bola.
"Zindagi mein kabhi bhi kisi bhi tarah ki zarurat pade chahe wo padhai se judi ho ya kisi aur musibat se mujhe phone karne mein hichkichana mat. Jisne meri behen ki izzat bachayi hai uske liye mere darwaze hamesha khule hain."
Shaurya ne thoda hichkichate hue wo card liya. Us par likha tha
'Shaurabh Singhania, CEO, Singhania Enterprises'.
Tabhi dur se train ki awaaz sunayi di. Mangala Lakshadweep Express platform par dheere dheere dakhil ho rahi thi. Lohe ke pahiyaan ki ghisne ki awaaz Shaurya ke kaanon mein goonj rahi thi.
"Meri train aa gayi"
"Dhyan se jana Shaurya chutiyon ke baad milte hain," Janhvi ne haath hilate hue ishara kiya
Shaurya ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo muda aur apni bogi ki ore badhne laga. Train ki bheed mein dhakke khate hue jab wo apne seat par pahuncha toh usne khidki se bahar dekha. Shaurabh aur Janhvi abhi bhi platform par khade the.
Gwalior ka railway station aaj bhi Scindiaon ke daur ki kahaniyan sunata hai. Subah ke paanch baje the aur asman par grey rang ki ek chadar lipti hui thi. Shaurya jab train se utra toh thandi hawa ne uska swagat kiya.
Uska bag bhari tha par uske dimaag ka bojh usse bhi zyada. Woh jaanta tha ki uski maa abhi ghar par hogi par do ghante baad 9 baje woh office ke liye nikal jayenge. Shaurya ne tay kiya ki woh pehle apne Dada ji se milne jayega.
Usne ek rickshaw liya aur Aasha Kiran Vridhashram ki ore nikal pada. Vridhashram shehar ke thode bahari ilaqe mein ek purani haveli numa imarat mein tha.
Jab Shaurya wahan pahuncha toh andar darwaze par wahi parichit chehra tha.
Kavita pichle teen saalon se yahan receptionist thi. 26 saal ki umra mein. Shaurya jab bhi har teen chaar mahine mein aata Kavita ka din ban jata tha. Is swarthi zamane mein jahan log apne maa baap ko bojh samajhte hain Shaurya ka apne Dada ji ke liye ye prem dekhkar Kavita ke man mein uske liye ek gupt jagah ban gayi thi.
Shaurya jab andar dakhil hua Kavita apne computer par kisi matrimony site par profile scroll kar rahi thi. Uske chehre par niraasha hi thi. Har profile mein wahi dikhavati muskan, wahi khokli baatein thein "I love travelling," "Looking for a soulmate." Kavita ko lagta tha ki ye sab bazaar mein bikne wale plastic ke khilaune jaise ban gye hain.
"Shaurya? Itni subah?" Kavita ne chahakte hue kaha. Usne turant matrimony site wala tab band kar diya. Uske dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi thi.
"Haan Kavita, train jaldi pahunch gayi," Shaurya ne thake hue swar mein jawab diya. Usne apna bag mez ke paas rakha.
Usne dekha ki Shaurya thoda thaka hua hai aur shayad uska dhyan bhatka hua hai.
Usne jaan boojhkar apna mehenga Parker pen mez se niche gira diya. "Oh! Mera pen..."
Woh dheere se jhuki. Usne ek gehri v neck wali kurti pehni thi. Jab woh jhuki toh usne jaan boojhkar Shaurya ki ore dekha aur apne pallu ko thoda dheela chhod diya.
Shaurya ki nazrein jaise hi us par padi uske bheetar ke us vanyajeev ne ek pal ke liye karvat li. Shaurya ne uske gore gale aur cleavage ki ore dekha. Uske sharir mein ek garam lehar daudi. Uski medical wale student ke dimaag ne turant Endorphins aur Testosterone ka graph upar jate hue mehsus kiya.
Shaurya ka chehra laal ho gaya aur woh
maryada aur vasna ke beech jhoolne laga.
Kavita ne pen uthaya aur upar aate waqt ek shararati muskan di. "Kya hua Shaurya? Kuch kho gaya kya?"
Shaurya ne turant apni nazrein hata li aur gala saaf kiya. "Nahi... woh... main... mujhe Dada ji se milna hai. Time kam hai Maa ke office aane se pehle vapas bhi jana hai."
Kavita ne dekha ki uski ye choti si harkat kaam kar gayi thi. Shaurya ka wo bholapan use aur bhi pasand aaya. "Tum bhi na... hamesha jaldi mein rehte ho. Rukte kyun nahi thodi der? Main chai mangwati hoon."
"Nahi Kavita phir kabhi. Abhi Dada ji kahan hain?" Shaurya ne apne dimaag ko kabu mein karte hue pucha.
Kavita ne thodi niraasha ke saath ek lambi saans bhari. "Theek hai ziddi toh tum ho hi. Woh apne kamre mein hain 104 number yaad toh hoga hi tumhe?. Aaj subah se hi keh rahe the ki unka pota aane wala hai."
Kavita use raste tak chhodne gayi. Jab woh galiaare se guzar rahe the Kavita ka haath Shaurya ke haath se halka sa takraya. Shaurya ko aisa laga jaise bijli ka jhatka laga ho. Woh jaanta tha ki Kavita use pasand karti hai par uske bheetar ka andhera use kisi bhi ladki ke saath rishte mein bandhne se darata tha.
Shaurya ne darwaza dhire se khola. Kamre mein lobhan aur purani dawayon ki mehak basi thi. Khidki se aati hui subah ki pehli kiran Dada ji ke safed baalon par chamak rahi thi. Deendayal ji ek purani kursi par baithe the unki god mein ek moti kitabi thi.
"Baitho Shaurya," Dada ji ne bina mude kaha.
Shaurya unke pairon ke paas baith gaya. "Dada ji, aapko kaise pata chala ki main aa raha hoon?"
Dada ji ne kitabi band ki aur Shaurya ka chehra apne dono haathon mein liya. Unki ungliyan kisi purani lakdi ki tarah sakht thi. "Jab khoon mein ubaal aata hai toh uski garmhat purvajo ko mehsoos hone lagti hai. Maine suna jo tumne college mein kiya ."
Shaurya ne darr ke maare pucha woh janta tha ke college ke authorities ne uske ghar walon ko khabar kar de hoge kal ke jhagde ke baare mein, "Dada ji mere saath ye kya ho raha hai? Mujhe itna gussa kyu aata hai?"
Dada ji ne ek gehri saans li. "Suno tumhare pita ne koshish ki thi is raaz ko dabe hue rakhne ki. Woh rahasya ab tumhare kandhon par hai. Meri umra ho chuki hai aur ye dushman ab hamare gaon se nikal kar Gwalior tak aa pahunche hain."
Shaurya ne hairani se dekha. "Dushman? Yahan?"
Dada ji ne apni jeb se ek purana chandi ka pen nikala aur apne bete ke death certificate ke copy nikali. Pen par ajeeb se nishaan bane hue the aur ek chota sa ruby patthar laga tha. "Ye lo. Ye meri Virasat ka ek chota sa hissa hai. Yeh certificate ab Esha aur tumhare paas rhena chaiye aur uss pen ko abhi mat kholna. Jab tum yahan se nikal jao tab ise dekhna."
Shaurya ne woh pen aur certificate liya. Dono barf ki tarah seet the. "Dada ji aap mere saath ghar kyun nahi chalte? Maa bahut yaad karti hai."
Dada ji ki aankhon mein ek pal ke liye nami aayi. "Esha bahut ache hai par woh is andhere ko nahi jhel payegi. Mera yahan rehna hi uski liye surakshit hai. Tum jao ab suraj upar aa gaya hai. Tum jo sab jaana chate ho unke jawab tumhara intezaar kar rhe hai."
Shaurya ne Dada ji ke pair chhuye aur kamre se bahar nikal aaya. Reception par Kavita abhi bhi use hi dekh rahi thi par Shaurya ne sirf ek halka sa shukriya ka ishara kiya aur bahar nikal gaya.
Vridhashram ke bahar ek sunsaan peepal ke ped ke niche Shaurya ruka. Usne charon ore dekha ki koi use dekh toh nahi raha. Phir usne us chandi ke pen ko dhyan se dekha. Jaise hi usne use ghuma kar khola uske andar se koi syahi nahi nikli balki ek chota sa resham ka kagaz nikala.
Kagaz par ek number likha tha aur niche ek pata tha:
"Locker No. 709, Central Bank of Gwalior. Key inside the cap."
Shaurya ne pen ka dhakkan khola. Uske andar ek choti si sone ki chabi thi. Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Locker? Dada ji ne kabhi locker ka zikr nahi kiya tha. Uske pita ki maut ke baad sab kuch toh bik gaya tha phir ye locker kahan se aaya?
Usne ghadi dekhi. Subah ke 8 baj rahe the. Bank nau baje khulta hai. Uski maa, Esha bhi 9 baje office nikal jati hai. Agar woh abhi ghar jaye toh Maa se milne mein bahut waqt lag jayega aur shayad woh aaj woh locker dekh tak na paye.
"Nahi," Shaurya ne khud se kaha. "Maa se milne se pehle mujhe ye sach janna hoga. Agar main ghar gaya aur Maa ne mujhe rok liya toh ye rahasya phir se dab jayega."
Usne rickshaw wale ko bulaya. "Bhaiya, Maharaj Bada chalo. Central Bank tak."
Gwalior ka Maharaj Bada shehar ka dil tha jahan saat alag alag tarah ki imaraten ek hi chowk par khadi hain. Wahan pahunchte pahunchte bheed badhne lagi thi. Shaurya bank ke bahar khada intezar karne laga.
Bank ka darwaza khula. Shaurya andar dakhil hua. AC ki thandi hawa ne uske chehre ko chhua par uske bheetar ki tapan kam nahi hui. Woh manager ke cabin ki ore badha.
"Ji mujhe locker access karna hai. Number 709," Shaurya ne chabi dikhate hue kaha.
Manager ne use upar se neeche tak dekha. "Ye locker bahut purana hai. Pichle das saalon se ise kisi ne nahi khola. Kya aapke paas ID proof hai?"
Shaurya ne apna ID card aur apne pita ka death certificate dikhaya. Manager ne papers check kiye aur phir ek guard ko ishara kiya.
"Inhe niche vault mein le jao."
Vault ka darwaza bhari lohe ka tha jo kisi purane qile ke phatak jaisa lag raha tha.
Guard ne locker number 709 ke samne ruk kar apni chabi lagayi. "Ab aap apni chabi lagaiye, sir."
Shaurya ne kaanpte haathon se woh sone ki chabi lagayi. Ek halki clink ki awaaz aayi aur locker khul gaya.
Shaurya ne haath andar dala. Uske haath mein ek purana chamde ka bag aaya use vault ke thande farsh par rakh diya.
Uske haath kaanp rahe the par dimaag mein ek ajeeb si kashmakash thi. Kya woh waqayi taiyar tha us sach ko janne ke liye jise uske pita ne 9 saal tak is lohe ki diwaar ke piche qaid rakha tha? Usne bag ki zipp dheere se kholi. Bag ke andar se ek aisi mehak aayi jo sadiyon purani dawayein, jali hui lakdi aur thande lohe ka mishran thi jaise thi.
Bag ke andar se usne ek ek karke saat vastuein nikali, Har vastu par Latin mein naam khude hue the, maano woh kisi purani Roman tantra vidya ka hissa hon.
Liber Damnatorum ~Sabse niche rakhi woh bhari bharkam kitab thi. Iska cover insani chamde jaisa mehsus ho raha tha. Is par sunehre aksharon mein likha tha~'Liber Damnatorum'
Shaurya ne kaanpte haathon se us kitab ko uthaya. Uska dimaag keh raha tha ki ise wapas rakh de aur bhag jaye par jaise. Jaise hi usne pehla panna palta beech mein se ek kagaz ka tukda gira.
Wahan uspe ek suchi thi. Wahan kuch logon ke naam the. Har Demon ka naam likha tha par unki asli pehchan ke samne 'Unknown' ya cryptic codes likhe the:
Asmodeus
True Name: Redacted
Identity: Unknown
Status: Alive
Malphas
True Name: unknown
Identity: Unknown
Status: Alive
Astaroth
True Name: Astarte
Identity: Partially Known
Status: Alive
Belial
True Name: Unknown
Identity: unknown
Status: Alive
Gremory
True Name: Gamori
Identity: Known to Inner Circle
Status: Alive
Bune
True Name: Unknown
Identity: 'Refer Liber Damnatorum'
Status: Dead
Aur bhi aage...
Shaurya ka sir chakra gaya. "Kya ye sab sach hai? Kya mere Dada ji aur Pita ji in logon ka shikaar karte the? Ya phir wo khud inka hissa the?" Usne socha ki kya ye dus shaitaan insani roop mein hamare beech ghoom rahe?!?
Tabhi uske pant ki jeb mein rakha phone baja. Shaurya hadbadakar piche hata kitab uske haath se girte girte bachi.
Screen par naam chamak raha tha.
Shaurya ne call uthaya. "Aaryan? Kya hua? Main abhi thoda..."
"Shaurya! Bhai... hum barbaad ho gye!" Aaryan ki awaaz mein wo gel-laga-kar-hero-banne-wala atma-vishwas gayab tha wo buri tarah haanp raha hai.
"Aaryan, shant ho ja. Kya hua? Manasvi thik hai?" Shaurya ne pucha uski nazar abhi bhi us 'Athame Peccati' jo ke khanjar tha uspar par likha tha uspe thi.
"Bhai... Chaitanya mar gaya!" Aaryan ne cheekhte hue kaha.
Shaurya ke pairon tale zameen nikal gayi. "Kya? Kaise? Kal raat toh wo zinda tha?!?"
"Wahi toh! Police abhi mere ghar par hai. Unhone kaha ki Chaitanya ki laash aaj subah ek purane godam mein mili. Uska poora sharir... Shaurya wo keh rahe hain ki uski haddiyan aisi tooti hain jaise kisi ne use machine mein daal diya ho. Aur sabse badi baat..." Aaryan rone laga. "Bar ke cctv mein dikh raha hai ki hum dono uss se lad rhe the. Aur Janhvi ne kal ke baare mein jo bataya... police ko lag raha hai ki mera aur tera usse purana jhagda tha."
Shaurya ne apna sir pakad liya. "Lekin Aaryan meine toh use sirf ek dhakka diya tha! Maine use phenka tha par wo aaj zinda tha! Wo apne pairon par chalkar bahar gaya tha!"
"Police nahi maan rahi bhai! Wo keh rahe hain ki humne use pehle internal injuries di aur fir use maar dala. Shaurya, main jail nahi jana chahta! Humne kuch nahi kiya!"
Usne Aaryan se pucha, "Aaryan kya police ne laash ke bare mein kuch aur bataya? Kya uske sharir par koi ajeeb se nishaan the kuch bhi?
"Tujhe kaise pata?" Aaryan ne sisakte hue pucha. "Police wale aapas mein baat kar rahe the... uske mathe par kuch 'Sacrificio' jaisa likha tha. Shaurya ye sab kya ho raha hai? Kya tune use waqayi itni zor se mara tha?"
"Fuck!" Shaurya ke munh se gaali nikal gayi.
"Nahi Aaryan maine use mara nahi tha. Maine sirf use roka tha. Sun tu ghabra mat. Police se keh ki tu mere saath tha aur Janhvi se baat kar. Main abhi Gwalior mein hoon, main kuch karta hoon."
Call kat gaya. Shaurya vault mein akela khada tha, haathon mein 'Liber Damnatorum' liye. Use samajh aa gaya tha. Chaitanya ki maut koi hadsa nahi thi. Use aaj hi mara gaya tha aur uska ilzam Aaryan par dala gaya tha taaki Shaurya ko bahar nikala ja sake.
Usne list ka pehla panna phir se dekha.
Aaj ke liye itna hi guys. Milte hai next update mein. I think 2-3 din mein tak next
Nice and lovely update....