Update-81
Gusse me tapte hue maine kaha aur mic lekar stage se neeche kuda aur hall se sidhe baahar ki oor badh chala... jaha thodi door tak chalne ke baad jab mic char-char hua toh mujhe dhyan aaya aur mic dene main wapas muda...
“ and the answer is nuclear force…. neither love or gravitation force is as strong as nuclear force…”jawab dekar maine mic wahi stage par neeche rakha aur fir hall se bahar nikal gaya….
Hall se baahar aane ke baad mujhe thoda-thoda ahsaas hua ki maine abhi kya kiya aur kya kaha hai... ekdum sateek andaza toh nahi laga sakta tha main, par itna jaroor jaan gaya tha ki iska jo bhi nateeja niklega wo bura hee niklega. maine kya kiya... kya kaha... kyun kaha , yahi sab sochte-sochte Apna sar malte hue seedhiyo ki taraf badha ... kyunki hall se baahar aane ke baad mujhe samajh aaya ki yadi main akele Ranjan ke dhabe me jaata hoon, jaisa ki maine hall me sabke saamne kaha hai toh.... chakkar aane ka dar hai. isliye akele jaana thik nahi rahega, isliye main un seedhiyo ki taraf badha... jaha meri Jafar aur uske dosto se ladayi hui thi.
mujhe nahi pata ki iske Quiz hall me kya hua, mere bartav par kisne kaisa react kiya. mera dimag kharab tha, isliye maine baki sabka bhi kar diya, akele main hee kyun bhugtu. isliye mujhe nahi pata ki meri is harqat ko kisne kaise aur kaha liya.. dil me liya ya fir muh me yaa fir kahi aur… mujhe toh jo bolna tha, wo bolkar main seedhe waha se nikal aaya, jiske baad waha thodi der tak khamoshi hee chhayi rahi aur jab main seedhiyo ke paas pahuchne wala tha tabhi hall ke bahar lage speaker me mujhe Vidhayak ji ki aawaz sunayi di....
“Nuclear force is the correct answer… 2 points for Sanskar Valley….”
Mera shuruati vichar toh seedhiyo par baithne ka tha par main ab waha pahuchkar seedhiya chadh raha tha… ek ajeeb se shanti ka anubhav mujhe andar hee andar ho raha tha… maine apna pura gussa unpar nikal diya tha, jo mujhe pichhale kayi dino, kayi hafto ya fir kayi saalo se irritate kar rahe the….
“Atharva…..”apna matha sahlate hue main seedhiyo se upar chadh hee raha tha ki kisi ne mujhe aawaz mari…. Aawaz sunte hee shayad main pahchan gaya tha, isiliye full gusse me peechhe palta.
peechhe Jafar ek hath me plaster bandhe dusre hath ke sahare railings ko pakad kar bade aaram-aaram se seedhiya chadh raha tha… Jafar ko waha dekhte hee mera para fir high ho gaya , upar se wo is waqt akela tha aur uska ek hath bhi toota hua tha… ye mere liye perfect mauka tha… wo hisab chukta karne ka jo pichhali ladayi me thoda bahut bach gaya tha. main gusse me Jafar ki taraf badha aur jaise hee uske paas pahucha uska collar pakad kar use peechhe railing me sataya aur neeche girane ka socha... uske sharir ke kamar ke upar ka bhag jab railing se neeche jhula toh Jafar ke chehre ka rang badal gaya... lekin maine collar ke sahare usko pakad rakha tha, isliye wo neeche nahi gira. Kyunki neeche girane se pahle mujhe uska jabda apne hatho se maar-maar kar todna tha... isliye uske jabde ki oor dekhte hue maine apna dahina hath upar uthaya....
“bhai, baat toh sun le meri pahle….”apne dono hatho ko railings se neeche jhulte hue usne mere uthe hue hath ki taraf kiya
use aise shanti se mujhse baat karta dekh mujhe bahut ajeeb laga. maine turant apna hath neeche kiya aur collar pakad kar use upar siddha khada kiya... shayad Dilsher ke pakdane ke baad jab ye confirm ho gaya ki Jafar ka hath Ranjan ke khoon me nahi hai toh.... befaltu me kisi aur se nafrat karke uspe energy waste karna mujhe thik nahi laga.. upar se jab wo itni shanti se baat kar raha ho.
“sorry… “uska collar thik karte hue maine us se bas itna kaha aur fir upar badha...
“you should talk to Sanjana….”Jafar ne fir pichhe se mujhe toka
“kamal hai lawda tu bhi… jab Main Sanjana se baat karta tha tab Sanjana se isi baat ko lekar ladta tha aur aaj jab us se baat-chit band hai toh khud bol raha hai ki main Sanjana se baat karu. us-se ... us ladki se... jo Ranjan ki maut ke baad mujhse milne tak nahi aayi… ek call tak nahi ki… ek messege tak nahi… ”
“ek baar fir bhi kar le…”
“ tu hota kaun hai be mujhe kya karna chahiye ... ye batane wala. Tere kahne pe chalunga kya main.... dekh jhaat mat sulga aur jisko abhi pata raha hai naa, use jaake pata....”
“meri baat maan... Sanjana se baat kar le...”
“Teri toh....”abki daant peeste hue maine kaha “ kyun... mar rahi hai kya wo….?”
“aisa hee kuch samajh…”
Ye sun maine kuch der Jafar ko dekha aur fir neeche seedhiyo ki taraaf dekhne laga… Sanjana mar rahi hai…? aur kisi ko koyi khabar tak nahi hai…. ? Cancer ho gaya kya usko..? picture me dikhate hai ki Cancer ke kaaran bedam log marte hai...
“actual me nahi mar rahi hai… lekin situation uski kuch waisi hee hai…”mujhe aise shocked dekh Jafar ne kaha
“kyun... kya hua usko aur dekh... seedhe-seedhe bol jo bolna hai. tu mera koyi dost nahi hai aur tujhe main kuch khas pasand bhi nahi karta hu.. isliye jaldi-jaldi sab bak de .... aur by the way, yadi Sanjana ki itni hee fikar thi toh assholes ki tarah kyun bartaaav karta tha uske sath..?? mujhse sirf baat karne ke karan tune kayi baaar us-se ladayi ki… mujhse bhi ladayi ki… fir jab wo nahi maani toh us-se break up kiya… yaha tak ki use mara bhi… jiske baad bus-stand me wo Garib Gang vs Nagdi Gang wala kaand hua. Us din bahut bach gaya tu.. warna Joshi gand me danda daal ke aar-paar kar deta tere… ab bak jaldi.. already dimag kharab hai mera aur jyada mat kharaab kar…”
Jaise-jaise main Jafar ko bolta gaya uske chehre ke expression badalne lage aur aakhiri me toh uski shakl aisi ho gayi.. jaise kisi ne uske akhrot daba diye ho aur wo mujhe aise dekh raha tha jaise maine hee uske akhrot dabaye ho.. thodi der laga use normal hone me.
“toh bus-stand wali ladayi isliye hui thi… kyunki tujhe laga ki Sanjana ko maine mara hai…?”
“laga ka kya matlab be…? uske kurte ke upar se peeth me nishan dekha tha maine… pahle toh usne tera naam batane se inkaar kar diya tha… bol rahi thi aise hee gir gayi hai… fir mere jor dene pe tera naam batayi thi… bach gaya tu us din aur tujhe laga ka kya matlab… ”
“tujhe laga ka ye matlab ki .. maine kabhi Sanjana par hath nahi uthaya. tabhi us din sochu ki tujhme itni himmat kaha se aa gayi… Last ladayi ke liye toh maan sakta hu ki Ranjan ke kaaran tu gusse me tha… kyunki tu mujhe dil-hee-dil me uski maut ka jimmedar manta tha aur kafi frustrate bhi tha… lekin us din bus-stand me tere andar itni himmat kaha se aa gayi thi... ye main aksar socha karta. Toh ye vazah thi… uski…”
“toh kya bol raha hai… sab upar se jaa raha hai…”
“maine Sanjana ko kabhi nahi mara… ? na toh breakup ke pahle aur naa hee breakup ke baad… Molester lagta hu kya main tujhe… Mira se puchh le… uski marji ke bina use kiss tak nahi kiya kabhi. Ya fir mere class ki ladkiyo se puchh le... ”
“teri class ki ladkiyo ko ram-ram... Riya Rose bio ki hee toh hai. Mira se puchh sakta hoon... waise puchhna kya hai....?”
“yehi ki Sanjana ne mujhse breakup kyun kiya tha aur…”
“aur …”
“aur tu khud samajh jayega…”
“ek minute.. tu fir khanai badal raha hai… Tune Sanjana se breakup kiya tha naa ki Sanjana ne tujhse… kyunki us time Sanjana mujhse baat karti thi aur tujhe ye pasand nahi tha… isiliye tune us se break up kiya”
“pahli baat ... tu na khud ko jyada importance dena band kar aur dusri baat is school me hone wala sab kand tujhse juda hua nahi hai… samjha..” wahi seedhi par baithte hue Jafar ne apne plaster wale hath ko ghutne ke upar support dete hue rakha aur fir thakan door karne ke liye lambi saans chhodte hue aage bola...
“Atharva… Maine Sanjana se breakup nahi kiya tha… Sanjana se mujhse breakup kiya tha…”
“par Ranjan ne toh kaha tha ki usne khud tujhe Sanjana se is baat par ladte hue dekha tha ki tujhe bilkul nahi pasand ki wo mujhse baat karti hai…”
“bol chuka tu... ab apni baato par gaur kar… kya bola tu… ki…Ranjan ne mujhe kya karte hue dekha tha….?”
“Sanjana se is baat par ladte hue dekha tha ki Tujhe ye bilkul bhi nahi pasand ki wo mujhse baat karti hai…”
“exactly… isme breakup kaha hai aur Ranjan ko kaise ye sab exact sunayi de gaya... khud Sanjana ke class walo ko topic nahi pata tha , meri aur Sanjana ki ladayi ka... ”
“matlab usne bich me suna tha aisa... kuch....”
“aisa hee exact suna tha... yaa aisa hee kuch-kuch suna tha...?”
“matlab aisa line ek line tum dono me se kisi ke muh se nikla tha... exact mujhe yaad nahi. jiske kaaran fir tum dono ka break up hua … ”Jafar ke plaster bandhe hath ko dekh mere mann me ek pal ke liye aaya ki ek main us sale ke hath me non-stop mukka maaru, par plaster lage rahne ke kaaran chot mujhe hee lagti isliye maine apna ye plan drop kiya….
“Jafar tu yaha aaya kyun hai… main tujhse ye word game nahi khelne wala… tune Sanjana se break up kiya, fir use mara… jiske baad bus stand me hamari ladayi hui… baat khatm.”
“main toh yaha bas tujhe sorry bolne aaya tha… tune jo abhi thodi der pahle itne logo ke saamne kaha… man, I’m impressed. I just loved fuck the world attitude… apni shakal dekhi hai tune aaine me...?? ekdum luta-pita lag raha hai”
“so what…”main jhallaya, kyunki Jafar ab bhi clear cut mujhe nahi bata raha tha ki use chahiye kya tha aur wo yaha mere peechhe kyun aaya hai…. kahi ek oor mujhe baato me uljha kkar dusri oor se apne dosto se pelwane ka toh plan nahi hai iska...??
Ye khayal aate hee maine apne aas-paas, aage-peechhe , upar –neeche dekha ki kidhar se kahi koyi aa toh nahi raha... aur jab mujhe kisi ke aane ki bhanak nahi lagi toh , main bola...
“so what, you want my autograph…?”
“Atharva… actually.... dekh... darasal... baat ye hai ki, kaise kahu laad. Dekh .. maine tere sath galat kiya last time ladaayi karke… mujhe baad me realize hua jab Mira ke through mujhe hospital me teri haalat ke bare me pata chala ki disturb hai tu thoda… isliye I’m sorry. Main koyi villain nahi hu yar… aur ammi-abbu ki kasam khakar kahta hu ki maine Sanjana par kabhi hath nahi uthaya aur sau baat ki ek baat yadi mujhe Sanjana se breakup hee karna hota, is base par ki wo tujhse baat karti hai toh.... toh main ab kyun karta… jabki teri toh baat bhi lagbhag band ho gayi thi us samay Sanjana se aur mujhe ye bhi maloom chal gaya tha ki tu Riya ke peechhe pada hua hai… aur itna narrow minded bhi nahi hu main… jo ladkiyo ke kisi ladke se baat karne par dil pe le lu--
--Wo toh Sanjana bas mujhe frustrate kar deti thi… jab bhi mere sath ghumne jati… teri baat karti, kahi park me baithe hote toh tab bhi tere kisse sunati… kaan pak chuka tha mera Atharva… Atharva sunkar…. Ki.. Atharva toh Vegetarian hai, uska favourite food Ved ki mom kke dwara banaya gaya paav bhaji hai... Ved ladayi me Atharva se jeet jaata hai. Atharva ko ye pasand hai, Atharva ko wo pasand hai. din bhar , lawda.... Atharva-Atharva.... Isliye tujhe thik se naa jaante hue bhi… tujhse nafrat ho gayi thi mujhe. Par isme teri galti nahi hai, ye toh hum insaano ki fitrat hai, bina puri baat jaane, samjhe... kisi ke bare me ray bana lena . par ab jab Sanjana paas nahi hai toh mujhe samajh aa raha hai ki ...... Sanjana ne toh kabhi mujhse pyar kiya hee nahi tha… main toh bas ek jariya tha… tujhe jalane ka.”
“the fuck….”seedhiyo pe baithe-baithe main apni jagah par khada ho gaya… “kya bol raha hai… mere se toh wo pati hee nahi.. itni line di maine Sanjana ko jab wo nayi-nayi aayi thi… lekin usne line li hee nahi… Love insulator hai wo…”
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“aur bhaiya kaise….”Big-Bang me ghuste hee Ved ne hotel wale ko hath dikhakar kaha…
“arey Ved bhai… aao... baitho…. Baitho…”
“isko pahchana….”meri taraf ishara karte hue Ved ne Big-Bang waale se puchha
“nahi…”Meri taraf dekhkar Big-bang wala soch me pad gaya , use uljhan me dekh maine uski uljhan door karne ka nischay kiya aur bola...
“Atharva…?...”
“Atharva ....?? Atharva kaun….”wo ab bhi uljhan me hee tha….
“aur badha le beard... tujhe toh is haalat me tere mammi-papa naa pahchane aur apna asli naam bata...”
“Atharva... hee toh asli naam hai mera...? yadi tune school ke dino me mera naam kuch aur nahi bataya hoga toh...”
“arey Bhatti… bol be... Bhatti ... bhaiya, Bhatti .... yaad nahi hai aapko…”
“arey haaan… Ranjan ke sath aaya karte the aap…. Abhi yaad aaya… kitne saal ho gaye yar tumse mile hue… 12th ke baad kabhi dikhe nahi…”
“kya fark padta hai…”waha ek table par baithte hue maine kahaa “ waise kafi badha liya hai hotel… Starbeans ko fail kar de ye ab toh…”
“hot chocolate… ? tumhe bahut pasand tha na… School time me aksar mujhe kaha karte the ki main yadi hot chocolate banaunga apne hotel me toh... kisi ladki ko lekar aaoge... hot chocolate lagwau.. Bhatti , Bhai...??”
“hot chocolate...? wo toh kisi aur ko pasand tha… ab jab wo hee nahi hai toh uski pasand ka kya karna… apna natural lagao, samosa....”
Ved mere saamne wali chair me peeth tikakar baitha aur fir angadayi + jamhayi dono ek sath lete hue apna order diya, tabhi meri nazar table paar rakhe news paper ke ek article pe padi….
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The Man Behind The Sword… “aur utsukta purak main us article ko padhta uske pahle hee Hotel walaa humara order lekar waha pahuch gaya
“ye bullet tumhari khud ki hai…?”Ved se usne puchha…
“yup… solid hai na…”
“Ranjan bhai bhi aise lena chahta tha… kayi baar bataya tha , photo bhi dikhaya tha kayi baar Interceptor ki… sahi hai… ekdum chaka chak”
Par meri nazar ek bar fir us article pe thi… kyunki mujhe iska title bahut dilchasp lag raha tha…
“wo museum dekha tha na.. The Sword That Killed…? Usi ke owner ko news wale The Man behind The Sword bolte hai…”mujhe news article ki taaraf ghoorta pakar Ved bola….
P.S. lockdown me laptop karmbhoomi me chhutne ke kaaran main mobile me hee story likhne laga tha aur 3 din mera mobile automatically format ho gaya , sab data jo mujhe laga cloud me raha save tha, sab ud gaya.... three girls, ron, ek short story, 20-22 pages dialogue.... stories toh fir bhi main likh lunga... lekin jo 20-22 pages ke dialogues uda... bc dil tod diya... ekdum life experience tha wo 
20-22 pages... isliye gam me hu main abhi aur daru pe-pee kar is gam ko door karunga,..... jitna bacha kucha baaki tha story ka... wo post kar diya hu aaj. aur baaki wapas aakar postunga. last time jab 3 girls ka file uda tha tab Riya Rose collge me milne wali thi... fir school m laaya... abki baar dekho kya hota hai.... milte hai kuch dino ke baad 
bata do sab raaz ladkiyon ke story me likh likh ke 
koi haq nahi tumko 
this is fucking wrong 
likh bhi lo ab 
