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[Lucifer]

Reviews posted on or before 12th March 2022 11:59 PM will be considered for Best Supporting Reader

 

[Jaguaar]

BTB - Burn The Bitch

Spoiler

Vikram aur Sharmila Dono Pati Patni.
Vikram Air Force mein ek Major hai..aur Sharmila ek High School Teacher.
Dono ke Shaadi ko 6 saal Ho chuke hai...Lekin inhe abhi tak koi bacha nahi hua hai,
Baat yahi hai ke yeh log iss bar Ja Vikram Chutti pe Ghar aayega tab bacha Lene ki kosish karenge.

Inka ek Common Friend bhi hai Kabir jo ki apna Family business sambhalta hai.
Yeh asliyat mein Vikram ka Best Friend Tha. Lekin Vikram ke shaadi ke baad dono ka Common Friend ban gaya.

Vikram aur Sharmila dono apne Family se alag rehte hai.
To Vikram ne Chutti ke Liye apply kiya. Use bohot khushi thi ghar jaane ki ....... apne Patni ko pyar karne ki ....... Itne dino se jo dur hai.
Khair Vikram ka Initial aane ka jo date tha...Usse 1 hafte pehle hi use Chutti mil gayi aur wo apne Patni ko Surprise dene ke liye, Sharmila Ko bina bataye , Chupchap nikal pada Ghar ko..

Vikram Flight se aa raha tha...aur waha se Cab leke wo Ghar pohochne wala tha....In sabke Baare mein usne Sharmila ko kuch bhi nahi bataya...
Man mein uske Gudgudi ho rahi thi ....Kab wo Ghar pohochega..aur Apni biwi ko bahon mein bharke Pyar karega... Inhi sab sochon mein Uska Flight ka Safar kab complete ho gaya use Pata hi nahi chala...

Dopeher ke 2 baje wo Land hua..aur Airport ke bahar se Cab leke ghar ke liye Nikal gaya..Raaste mein usne Apni Pyari Biwi ke liye ek Phool ka Guldsta liya ....Bohot hi kHubsurat..
wo Cab mein Baitha Baitha bas Yahi soch raha tha ke Kaise wo Sharmila ko Surprise dega...wo to abhi us waqt apne School mein hogi...

To use Taiyyari karne ko Kaafi Waqt mil jayega..
Khair 30min baad wo Apne Ghar ke samne Pohocha....Cab wale ko Pay kar ke Jab wo aage badha to usne paya ke Uski Biwi ki Car aur ek anjan Car apne Driveway mein hai...
Yeh baat use thodi si ajeeb lagi..Kyunke School ka Time Tha.

Khair koi Jaroori baat hogi Yahi sochke wo aage baadh gaya...aur Chupchap apne Key se Main gate kholke andar Hall tak pohocha,.
abhi wo awaj lagane hi wala tha ke...use Sisakne ki awaj aayi...
jise Sunke wo Ghabra gaya...Kahi Sharmila ko Chot to nahi lagi....isi liye Jaha se Awaj aa rahi thi wo Uss taraf Tej kadmo se jaane laga....

Jitna wo Kareeb jaane Laga..siskiya utni Tej hone laagi ...Lekin Vikram ko ek Baat Clear hone lagi ke Siskiya Dard ki nahi ...Mastiyo ki aa rahi hai...
aur Yeh baat samajhte hi Vikram ka Dil rukne ko hone laga...

Wo koi idiot nahi tha....School ke time pe Sharmila ka ghar pe hona...Phir ek anjaan Car..aur yeh masti bhari Siskiya..ya phir Sex ki awajein...
Vikram ko yeh samajhne Mein waqt nahi laga ke Uski biwi uske Gair hajri mein Kya karti hai....

Gussa...Dukh saare emotions uspe hawi hone lage...Wo abhi andar jaake dono ko pakadne hi wala tha ke...tabhi wo ruk gaya....
English mein ek kahwwat hai " Know Thy Enemy , Know Thy Self" . Matlab Jung mein jaane Se pehle apne Shatroo ke baare mein sab kuch jaan lena chahiye.....

Sharmila aur uske saath jo bhi hai....usne Vikram ke sath uski jindagi ka Sabse badi Gaddari ki hai...ab yeh Dono uske liye Shatroo ban gaye hai...
Apni Biwi ke liye jO pyar tha Vikram ke man mein wo Nafrat mein Badalne mein Jyada Time nahi laga.

Use jan na tha ke yeh sab Kabse Chal raha hai....aur kaun kaun janta hai...Kyunke Bina dusron ke jaankari ke yeh Baatein jyada din chhupi nahi rehti hai.
To Khud ko Majboot karke aage badh gaya ...Usne apna Phone nikalke Video Camera On kiya ...Jisse use apne Divorce ke liye Saboot mil sake..
Kyunke shadishuda rehna wo bhi aisi Aurat se jo ek Bewafa aur Cheater hai yeh...Nammukin hai.....

Vikram ka qismat achha tha ke use Room ka darwaja khula mila....aur Jaise hi usne andar dekha...Use apne Jindagi dusri sabse bada JHatka laga...
kyunke uske Biwi ke sath dusra aur Koi nahi uska Bestfriend tha.....
uske ankhoon se Ansoon aane lage...

Sharmila aur Kabir dono apne hi masti mein Busy the....
Unhe pata hi nahi chala ke Koi unhe dekh raha hai....aur unke Harqato se kisika Puri Dunia ujad raha hai....Unhe in sab baaton ka khayal hi nahi hai...bas dono Apni masti ke charam pe the...
aur tabhi Kabir Sharmila ke andar hi Jhad gaya....
JIsse sharmila ke Chehre pe ek Param bhaw ka Alam chha gaya....

Jise Vikram ache se janta hai....Iska matlab wo bhi jhad gayi hai.....
Kabir Sharmila ke Upar se Utar ke bajoo mein Let gaya aur apne sansson ko Control karne laga..
tabhi Sharmila boli.....Kabir....suno na..

Kabir....hmm bolo Jaan.

Sharmila....Vikram ek Hafte baad wapas aa raha hai...Maine apne School se Bhi Chutti le li hai..Main yeh chahti hun ke Tum iss Ek hafte mein mujhe Pregnant kar do ., main tumhare bache ki maa banna Chahti hun....Lekin...

Kabir...Lekin kya...

Sharmila....Lekin uske baad humein thoda Milna kam karna hoga...Kahi Vikram ko shakh na ho jaye...

Kabir ....Tum bhi khamkha Chinta karti ho.....Hum itne saalo se Uske pith piche mil rahe hai....ab tak use kuch shakh nahi hua...aur Kaise hone wala hai...

Sharmila...mujhe pata nahi...Lekin Vikram Stupid nahi hai....agar humari Timing thodi si bhi Ulti sidhi huyi to use Shakh ho sakta hai...

Kabir...chhodo bhi tab ki tab dekhenge...ab aao mujhe tumhe thoda pyar karne do....

aur yahi baat karte huye dono apne mein Phir se Lag gaye....

Vikram ke ankho se ansoon nikal rahe the...apne Sabse Pyare dost aur apni Biwi ki Baton ko sunke...
Uski JIndagi jhoothi thi...Jinhe wo apne Sabse kareeb smajhta tha...wo hi Use dhokha de rahe the...
sabse jayda use Dukh aur Gussa Sharmila pe aa raha tha...Kyunke Sharmila ne to Uske sath 7 fere liye the...7 Janmo ki sath jeene marne ki qasme khaye thi....uska Sabse kareebi thi wo...

Khud ko sambhal te huye wo waha se Nikal gaya...
aur Khud ko shant karne ke liye...wo ek Bar mein pohocha....
jaha usne 3 ghante Bitaye aur apne Badle ke Liye taiyari karne laga...

Hit it where It Hurts Most...Yeh baat uske man mein chal rahi thi...
Sharmila aur Kabir dono ke liye hi unka Social Status sabse jyada mayne rakhta tha.....
aur yeh sab Plan karke apne ek aur Dost ko Call lagya...jo ek Waqeel hai...jise usne Divorce paper Ready karne ko kaha...Adultery ke Basis pe ...

aur 3-4 Call usne kiya...Jismein Sham ke 8 baj gaye...aur Phir usne apna Phone Switch off kar diya...
Vikram phir apne Maa Baap ke ghar ko nikal gaya...kyunke ab uske pass yahi do Insaan the jo usko Sahara de sakta tha...

jaate jaate uske Dimag mein ek baat chamki ke Kyunke Sharmila Uske Pariwar se alag rehna Chahti thi...
Taaki wo apna Affair bina koi Chinta ke Chalu rakh sake...koi use rokne wala na ho....

Vikram ne ghar ke samne jaake Bell bajaya....aur kuchh der baad Uske Chhote bhai ne Darwja khola...
Uske bhai ne Usko dekhte hi Khushi se Gale laga liya...
Lekin jab usne Vikram k Chehre ko dekha to samajh gaya ke Baat kuchh bohot badi hai....Upar se Vikram apne Uniform mein tha...Iska Matlab wo sidha wahi aya hai ...apne ghar Jaane ke alwa.

Vikram jab andar gaya to Uska Maa aur Baba bhi use dekhke hi samajh gaye ke..baatt kuch gambhir hai....
Uske Maa ne Pucha ke Sharmila kha hai...wo akela Kyun aya hai...

Tab Vikram ka sabar ka bandh tut gaya...aur wo rote rote ab tak jo bhi hua sab kuch batane laga....

Sab kuch sunne ke baad sab serious ho gaye....Kyunke Adultery ek Unacceptable cheej thi unke liye....
Kamre mein thodi der ke liye shanti bani rahi...
Tab uske Baba ne pucha ke ....ab wo kya karne wala hai....

Vikram ..... Divorce...

Jise sunke sabne sehmati jatayi...Lekin maa jyada dukhi thi...Kyunke unhein ab Unka koi Pota poti nahi milne wala hai...jo thodi dino baad hi milne wale the...
Isi tarah Future ke baare mein Batein karte huye Sabne Raat ka khana khake Sone ko chal diye...
Vikram ko Neend to nahi aayi ....sari raat bas wo Sochta raha...Sharmila aur Kabir kaise uske sath Itna Ghatiya kar sakte hai...

Khair Naya Sabera hua,,aur Sath mein Nayi Suruwat bhi sath laya...
Subah ko hi Vikram ke Dost ka Call aa gaya...ke aaj hi Divorce papers Ready ho jayenge...
agar Vikarm chahe ho to Kabhi bhi Bomb fot sakta Sharmila pe...

Vikarm ne use 1 Din rukne ko kaha...Kyunke Aj use Kaafi sare kaam karne hai...
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Ab chalte pichhle raat ko....Sharmila aur Kabir jab apne Hawas ki bhookh mita ke bahar nikle to Unhone paya ke....ek bohot bada Fuloon ka Guldasta bahar Floor pe pada hua hai..aur Main Gate bhi khula hua hai....
Yeh dekhke Dono hi ghabra gaye...Kyunke Iska matlab ek hi hai k Koi aya tha...aur Unko sex karte huye dekh liya hai..
Lekin sawal tha Kaun...

Kyunke Sharmila ko ache se pata tha ke Usne Gate ko Lock kiya tha....aur Chabi sirf uske Pass aur Vikram ke pass hi hai..
aur yeh Baat samajh te hi uske Paseena chhutne lage...

Sharmila....nahi nahi nahi....aisa nahi ho sakta...Kabir use pata chal chuka hai....Use pata chal chuka hai..

Kabir....Shant ho jao Sharmila..kise Kya pata chal chuka hai..

Sharmila...Vikram ko....humare bare mein pata chal chuka hai...kyunke chabi sirf uske pass hi hai...aur yeh Fulon ka guldasta is baat ka saboot hai ke wahi aya tha...

Kabir ko yeh baat samajhte hi uska paseena chhuten laga...kyunke use Vikram ka Gussa pata tha....
Puri baat Clear hote hi Dono Damage control mein Lag gaye...

Sharmila ko bas apna Status bachana tha...kyunke agar yeh baat bahar aa gayi to uski naukri to jayegi hi sath hi mein samaj mein uski koi ijjat nahi rahegi....Use koi farak nahi padta ke Vikram aur uske Rishte ka kya hoga...kyunke use Itna to smajh aa chuka tha ke wo chapter uske Jindagi mein khatam ho chuka hai.
aur Kabir ko bas yahi dar lag raha tha ke agar usne Vikram ko shant nahi kiya...to Uski jaan bhi jaa sakti hai...

Dono fauran Vikram ka pata lagane mein lag gaye...
Vikram ka Call nahi lag raha tha...kyunke usne apna phone switch off kiya hua tha...
Sharmila ko ghar pe hi chhodke Kabir bahar Vikram ke bare mein pata karne chala gaya..

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Idhar Vikram Sara din Busy raha...apne Bank accounts ko alag kiya...dono Ke Joint account se Sare paise khudke account mein transfer kiya...
apne Life Insurance Beneficary ko change kiya...aise hi baaki ke Divorce related kaam ko pura kiya...jisse wo Financially safe rahe...

Uske waqeel dost se use Yeh bhi pata chal gaya ke jo saboot uske pass hai...uske sahare Adultery ke case mein use Majority marital assets mil jayenge..

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Dusre din subah ko hi Vikram ne apne Waqeel dost ko subah ko hi yeh bata diya ke Aaj hi Divorce papers Deliver karne ko....
Yeh bata ke usne Ek E-Mail type kiya JIsme usne Sharmila aur Kabir ke sare kartoot bataye ...aur ek ek karke jitne bhi jaan pehchan ke the,...Unko Mail kar diya...

Mail karke wo apne Ghar walon se Milke apne Duty ko lautne laga...
Yeh decision usne pichhli raat ko li thi...kyunke agar wo yaha raha to use Emotional Turmoil se Gujarna hoga...jo wo nahi chahta tha...
sabse badi baat ....uske Plan ko kaam karne ke liye...use Bahar rehna jaroori tha...

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Vikram ke Plane pe chadhte hi Sharmila ke darwaje ki Bell baji....jab usne darwja kholi aur samne Process server ko payi...tab use samajh aa gya...ke uske Duniya ka khatma chalu ho gaya hai....
Divorce paper padhke use yeh baat aur Bhi Clear ho gayi...kyunke Vikram use Adultery ke basis pe Divorce de raha tha...aur Unke pass jitni bhi Property thi unka 90% ka mang kiya tha....

Khair use sabse bada jhatka tab laga....jab ek ek karke uske Jaan pehchan walon ke Call aane laga....jo bas yahi batane ke liye Call kar rahe the k...aaj ke baad se unke aur Sharmila ke Bich koi bhi rishta nahi hai..
Sharmila ke Mata Pita ne bhi use Disown kar diya....

Sharmila ko smajhte waqt nahi laga ke yeh Bhi Vikram ka hi kiya hua hai....
wo bas ghar baithi roti rahi...aur apne halat pe pachtati rahi...

Jab uska chutti khatam hua...aur wo School pe wapas lauti...to use Suspend kar diya gaya....
matlab uska job to hai...lekin bas naam ka...

Sharmila ko yeh bhi smajhte waqt nahi laga ke yeh bhi Vikram ka kiya hua hai...kyunke agar uska Job nahi rahega..to Vikram ko Alimony pay karna hoga.

Isi beech Court ka Date bhi aa gaya.....aur Jab sunwayi huyi to Sab kuch Vikram ke favour mein hi gaya...
aur Sharmila ka divorce Final hote hi uska Job bhi chala gaya...

Sharam aur apman ke mare Sharmila wo sheher chhod ke bhaag gayi...kahi aur apni jindagi naye se chalu karne ke liye...

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Kabir bhi bach nahi paya...
Vikram ke hatho pakde jaane ke kuch din baad jab wo akela raat ko apne ghar ko laut raha tha...
Tab achanak uspe kuch logo ne humla kiya....
uska ek Hath ek pair tod diya gaya...uske Lund ke sath sath Uske Gote itne damage kar diye gaye ke....Doctor ko unhe katna pada....
aur sath hi mein uski Reed ki haddi bhi tod di gayi...jisse wo apni Saari JIndagi ke liye Wheelchair pe aa gaya.

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3 saal tak Vikram ladiyo aur auraton se Dur raha...use kisi pe bhi Biswas nahi hua...Lekin jab wo ek Mission pe tha..tab uski Mulakat ek Ladki se Huyi...Eventually dono mein Pyar hua aur Kuchh dino bad dono ne shaadi bhi kar liye...

2 saal baad dono ka ek Beti bhi hua.
aur uske 2 saal bad ek beta.
aur aise Hi Dono khushal jindagi Bitane lage.


The End

Story achhi thii. Padhh kee maza aaya.

Vikram ke saath sach mein bura hua par usne soch samaj ke kaam kiya aur pura badla liya sharmila aur Kabir se. Iss story mein ek baat toh ekdum sahi nikli Bharose wala hi Bhosdiwala hota hai.

Agli story ka intezaar rahegaa.

 

[Jaguaar]

Spoiler: Lost Soul

Tittle = " Lost Soul ”​

Chapter One



I have lost my soul.

Is that even possible?

I guess.

I don’t know.

But I feel numb. Unhappy. Empty. Aren’t those all the signs that something is wrong with you? Maybe.

We are on a family vacation to Delhi. And you must be thinking, girl, who goes on a family vacation to Delhi? No mountains. No clean waters. No pure air. Have you seen the recent air quality rate of Delhi? Me? Nah. Figures don’t matter to the Jain family.

And besides, my grandma lives in Delhi and that means we all have to visit her time to time to give her the feel of having a family.

By the way, did you know that breathing in the air of Delhi means smoking five cigarettes a day. God. Plus the trees in Delhi are so brown that you don’t think that they were ever green.

I say this because I cared about my birthplace. But not anymore.

You know why?

Because I don’t have a soul, remember? I am feeling nothing. So what Delhi is spoiled? She’s not my kid. I don’t have the responsibility to think all about it when all others are doing nothing. This is how not having a thoughtful soul makes me feel. Nothing.

You can come to me at this moment and say that my grandma died. Nada. You won’t see a single tear in my eye.

That’s how things work.



A human is both mortal and eternal. At death, the mortal form dies and the soul lives on. And no one knows…where it goes.

So that’s why I am searching for my soul. I don’t want to lose it before time. I want to live on, until my body gives in, I want to live until that time—and then?

And then even the most stubborn humans accept death without a tussle which they are already destined to lose. Same will I do too.

But I want my soul back. It’s gone somewhere and it’s not planning to come back. I need to find it.

Three hours ago at 12 noon we had visited my aunt in Delhi. She was one of the many relatives of ours who live there, so mom thought it would be nice to get together.

For me, it wasn’t nice.



Because I am positive, that that’s the place where I lost my soul; where some destinies must’ve been planned this way—for me to be separated from my soul. But I wasn’t supposed to know about it. Yet I do. Because I notice everything. I noticed it when the people there were behaving a little differently after lunch; I noticed it when things got awkward.

I am going to find the reason for that change.

So I asked my brother to drop me there. And the reason I told him was that I had lost my mathematics textbook somewhere and I was sure it must be in their house.

Now I am standing in front of their door, gathering my courage which isn’t there, and wondering how will I manage to look for my soul. I have no guide on that issue.

I reach up from my hand and ring the doorbell. Somewhere from inside the faint sound comes. I wait. Then there are voices, voices of someone talking, and my heart rate increases for just a second. I am having some trouble meeting people. They make me feel so small nowadays.

There’s one voice which is getting louder and louder with every second, and I can even hear the footsteps of the person who’s coming to open the door.



I need to do this.

I need to find my soul.

The door swings open. My cousin sister, Mitali is standing there, looking at me through her round glasses beneath her baby-cut hair. She tells me not to say baby-cut, and instead call them bangs, but they look cute—like a baby's hair, so I guess it doesn’t kill her to accept the cuteness I am entitling her to.

However, today as I stand there, my eyes momentarily examining her hair, I realize that they’re not that pretty. Maybe I was mistaken in taking them so.

Mitali is frowning at me confusedly.

Come on, I am your sister. We met an hour ago. Remember?

She does. Oh, she does. Because she raises her eyebrows at me. “Esha. What happened?”

“I—”

“Come in,” She steps out of the way and then closes the door behind me as I walk in.



In the hall, my cousin brother is sitting in front of the television screen, looking at it—or more like staring at it because he has black earphones in his ears. My other brother, Manu, who is only seven is bouncing around on the sofa and grinning like seven-year olds should. The moment he sees me, his face splits into a grin of surprise—and even though we had met in the afternoon and he should not have been thrilled to see me, he is.

“Esha!” He exclaims and jumps down from the sofa and runs to me. He hugs my left leg. Oh, he is short.

This particular show of affection he did isn't doing much effect on me. Okay, I hadn’t thought that my brother would be happy to see me, but he was, and that was actually nice considering how they usually didn’t act nice. But I have other matters.

I look up at my sister. “I guess I forgot my mathematics textbook here.”

She raises her eyebrows again. Has she been part of some beauty treatment? Why are her eyebrows so perfect? “You brought it here?” She asks.

“I guess.”

“Well…” She purses her colored lips. Violet. “Then you can look around.”



I nod, then hold my brother away from my leg and deposit him back on the sofa. Then I stand up straight and look around. I hadn’t thought about this. Soul-hunting can be misleading.

And Mitali is standing there, waiting for me to start my move. Only if I knew my move.

“I'll...look,” I say. “You can go.”

I almost think that she will raise her perfect eyebrows again and say that being a year younger than her, I should make sure I don’t dare to talk rudely to her. But she doesn’t. Instead she turns around and goes into her room, almost as if she was just waiting for me to allow her to go on. Maybe she was standing there just because of her guest instincts.

I turn back and see my brother Mahir—the earphone guy, but now he didn’t have earphones—staring at me. “You?” He asked.

I nod. “I forgot—”

“Esha?” My aunt is standing in the doorway, looking at me with an amused expression I sure do hate. “What happened, dear?”

I nod again. So many people—all with their eyes on me—do give me the creeps. And I don’t want the attention they are making me the centre of.

“I forgot my mathematics textbook,” I answer.

“Ohh. Did you come alone?”

“Prateek dropped me,” I say.

She nods. “You must’ve forgot your textbook when you came out after playing the trade game in Mahir's room—that is, if you brought it with you in there. Do you want my help? Or Mahir’s—”

“No,” I say. “I'll look myself.”

“—Mahir, help your sister look for her book.” She commands, then smiles at me, and goes back the way she came, probably into the kitchen.

I don’t feel much but one thing I do is that she doesn’t trust me with her house. Maybe she is afraid that I am lying about the textbook and maybe what I only want to do is to steal something. Surprisingly I don’t think about it twice. But then I turn around to see Mahir glaring at me from his position on the floor.

I must’ve interrupted him music album, or podcast—or whatever he was listening.

He shot up and then walked past me to his room, shooting me a reluctant ‘Come’. And I followed.

My soul must be getting anxious and fidgety, waiting for mommy to come.

I don’t want to see a soul fidgety.



Chapter Two



“Did you really forget your textbook here?” He asks as we reach the door and he opens it.

“Yeah.”

“When you came here, weren’t you empty-handed?” He asks. We step into the room and I look around.

Was my plan so poorly planned?

“I was?” I ask.

He nods. “You didn’t even bring chocolates. Where was your book? In your mouth? Because that’s pretty big considering how much you talk.”

Considering how he is younger than me and is still managing to talk so much rubbish, I should feel angry and push him out of the room and complain to his mother.

The Esha Before would do that.

The Esha Now is too preoccupied to care.

What change can one more person insulting me bring in my life? I have already been pushed around here and there, and ignored, and made fun of. Now it feels like a routine.

But Mahir is surprised that I am not yelling at him. He stares at me with wide and confused eyes. “Esha?”

I pretend not to hear, then step further into the room and looks round, knowing perfectly well that something as precious as my soul will not be hiding beneath the pillow and waiting for me to pick him up.

My soul would be a her, right?

I should call her ‘her’. Fine.

“You can go,” I say. Mahir is still standing there. “I don’t need help.”

He goes. Just like that.

No second thoughts.

No ‘Are you sure’.

No ‘sorry for saying you have a big mouth'. He goes.

I sigh, then look around into the room.

It is messy. The monopoly game we played an hour ago is still there, set-up just as we had left it. The bedsheets are creased. And so is my forehead.

Can I even find my soul like this?

Just glancing around waiting for it to pop out of the cupboard and say ‘Voila, here I am!’ wasn’t going to work.

The standard protocol is to recall every single place I went, every single emotion I experienced, every single person I met—and then arrange them in graphical representation to see which ones are highly likely to have created the circumstances to take away a part of my essence.

It is going to be hard work.

Maybe I should go as my aunt says, starting with this room—where I spent most of my time when I was in their apartment—and then working ahead.

I remember coming in from the main door—empty-handed, yes—and then greeting everyone present there, then coming and standing close to my aunt, because she asked me to, because she couldn’t believe how much had I grown.



Then the elders talked about boring topics, like our studies and their work and how they all were doing. And of course, weather. Delhi is so hot in the summer, and it is always freezing in winters, they said. And then they asked how's everything going in Surat—that’s where we live.

Then Mitali suddenly said that she wanted to show me something. And then they told us to go, and maybe also play a game with Mahir and Manu, so that they could stop being so not awkward and so uncertain. Right there, I could see something was up. Once the kids were out, except my elder brother Prateek, of course—he's too old to go with us teeny-meeny kiddos—the elders started on the real topic they must’ve been waiting to talk about.

I don’t know what it was.

But I did hear one word while on my way out.

Grandma.

Mitali showed me her new colour set—with twenty-four different types of brushes and a box of acrylic paints, then poster colours, then watercolours, then pencil crayons and plastic crayons, and shading pencils, and sketching pens, and markers and then at last a small pocket size set of brick paints with a small red brush the size of your index finger. Then at last she showed me her sketchbooks—one with white pages, one with creamy white pages, and then completely black pages (I don’t know, it looked a little over-the-top).

You can almost think she was sponsoring a district painting competition.

She asked me if I would like to draw with her.

I said no.

But still I got jealous.

My soul must’ve been with me at the moment, otherwise I wouldn’t have experienced the emotion.

I told her that I have a tablet—electronic one—which has high features for digital drawing and painting. She laughed and said that we should go play a monopoly game in Mahir’s room. I got her there.

I did not mean to bluff. But I got a tablet. My parents bought it to me a few days ago, and now that I come to think of it, I do feel a little confused. It wasn’t my birthday. Why had I parents got me the expensive tablet which they knew grandma had already promised me a few months ago?

Mahir and Manu were sitting on the bed, setting up the game. And I smiled at the sight of it. We used to play it so much when we were younger. I jumped down beside Manu and the game started.

Are you still with me?

Yeah, my soul is still with me too.

The game was easy, considering how trade games are nothing but rolling dices, seeing the numbers and wanting more, and then moving the pieces, and landing on whole cities concentrated in two centimetres squares. Repeat.

Nothing else.

But still there was something in the togetherness and love of the siblings which I liked during my visit there. We were meeting after so many days. Nothing particular had changed. Expect maybe Mitali had grown a little proud of her possessions, Mahir had grown a little arrogant, but still he was my brother. And Manu had grown in height.

Me?

You know what happened with me.

Mahir won. Because he plays the game all day long, sometimes with himself.

“That was fun,” he said, then smirked up at us. “Losers.”

“One more please,” Manu said, looking at me.

“Losers.”



I looked up at Mahir. “He was not talking to you, idiot. He wants to play another game, not be called loser one more time.”

Mitali laughed.

“Okay, fine,” I said. “If—”

That’s when my brother poked his head in from the door. That’s when he made the most bored face he could behind our backs. That’s when he said, “What the heck have you kiddos been doing? Lunch's ready.”

“Okay,” Mitali shrugged. “No need to be rude.”

He raised an eyebrow at her, a gesture which indirectly meant no messing with me.

We went for lunch.

My aunt cooks really bland food. There is no spice because she says it’s not good for anyone. I don’t know which health magazine filled that detail in her mind.

After taking a bite of his food, my brother made a face, then mom casted him a furious look, and then he quickly wiped the disgusted expression off his face before anyone could see and went on eating the undernourished food.

I didn’t exactly feel pumped up when it was time for dessert. Was my soul lost by then? Or maybe it wasn’t. Because dessert was a normal thing in their house, they ate dessert in lunch and dinner. And sometimes after breakfast too. Everyone loved it because it was the only thing not made by aunt.

So maybe I was fine and just bored by the slow and lazy turn of events.

Things now seem like a blur.

We watched a film then, but I didn’t have my mind in it. But then I was busy in telling Mahir about the new piece of music I learnt on guitar. Mahir told me that he would someday like to hear it.

I don’t even remember seeing the name of the movie. Or did I see it? Did I see it and still not remember it?

This really gives me headaches.

This void inside me.

My soul has abandoned me and so along has She taken my sanity.



Chapter Three



I can’t remember.

I just can’t. I can’t feel anything, can’t remember anything that happened. Neither can I find a way to find Her.

I sit down on the edge of the bed and hold my head in my hands, digging my unpainted, colourless nails in my hair.

It’s been so long It’s starting to hurt.

My head vaguely feels empty. My body feels weak and not being able to stand on itself. Your body can’t live without the soul for long. It is what gives you the immortality—the temporary immortality we humans possess. Without the soul the body is going to rot, permanently.

And surprisingly, it doesn’t give me the creeps. Maybe you can’t even be afraid if you don’t have a heart. The heart is what is so afraid of the consequences.

Because the heart thinks a lot, about everything, and if anything is missing from the puzzle, it is the heart which spends every moment to come into figuring out from where to borrow the missing piece.

My mom always used to say, that it is when you start thinking too much about something that you start losing it. Your thinking.

Just like...while you’re busy weeping over the answers your life has given you, your mind is all along not even bothering to remember the question.

What’s the gist of it? I don’t know. Maybe...don’t cry.

Mom is very unpredictable.

“Psst.”



I look up and see Mahir standing at the door. “Are you done?” He asked. “We're busy here, you see.”

I turn away and pretend to examine closely something kept on the drawer. I can feel his eyes on my back. I hope he can’t sense the fact that I am empty.

“I’m still searching,” I say. “Go away.”

I wait until I hear the door closing. Then his receding footsteps.

Again. No sorry.

——————

“I can feel nothing

It all looks so dumb

And even though the world is wiser still...

I do feel dumb...oooh...I do feel dumb.

And even though everyone does see it...

I am going to succumb...right...I am going to succumb.

...

But life is starting to

Look some new

If you see it through

Your eyes two.

I’m sure it’s starting to

Look some new

If you see it through...you do

Just need your eyes two.”



Definitely not my best.

If you are thinking I make these types of bad songs with even worse rhyming schemes, then please reconsider. Okay, sometimes I do like this...I forget the main point and meaning of the song and focus on just matching perfect rhyming words and see in which way can they be put and still manage to make a little meaning and save my embarrassment.

But not always.

However, in this song, I feel a little confused.

The first part is so sad, because the person is going to succumb and all and it means he is going to his doom. Right? And in the second part, he is jolly well talking about life and how it can be new and beautiful if only you just open your eyes and see clearly.

It looks a little messed up.

But the person feels like me. I feel the same.

I have lost Her. I can’t do anything, maybe She’ll come when She’ll wish to. Till then, I am left numb. But how bad is it? I don’t have to care about people and how they feel about me. I don’t have to be sad or broken, because there'll be nothing to break. I'll be strong because what else can I be? People who've already put up to grief once don’t feel the pain again. Grief is like a doorway they passed once, and now in front of them is the same world, but with a completely different story and view.

I keep Mahir’s guitar away in its place and then I lie back on the bed. Just a minute. Then I am going to go out and go away. Because She is coming back only when she wishes to. Till then, I have to cope up with everything...myself.



I walk into the hall and see Mahir again gaping at the TV in his usual state with earphones and stupidity. Manu is now sitting tiredly on the sofa after doing some fitness jumping exercises. That’s the moment the phone chooses to ring.

I pick it up, then look at the name. Someone named Saket Jain.

Oh, right. My father. I pick it up.

“Hello?” I say,

“Esha?” He says. “Where are you?”

“Where did you call?”

“Oh, right, Esha,” he says. “Why are you at your aunt's house?”

“I forgot my maths textbook in here.”

“Huh?”

“I forgot my maths textbook in here.”

“You took your book there?”

“Yes,” I reply. “Prateek dropped me.”

“Are you sure, Esha?” Papa asks. “I mean...are you all right? Prateek dropped you?”

“Yeah, so what?”

“I didn’t see you bring any textbook."

"I brought it in my bag."

"Oo-kay...And how come your brother drop you so easily?” He laughs, but it is a nervous laugh. “He usually doesn’t do all this, does he? And you made him your chauffeur?”

I frown. Because papa is right.

My brother never usually does such things. When I used to ask him if he would drop me off to my friend’s house so we could do homework together, he used to deny. Clearly.

Now when I had asked him if he would drop me to aunt’s house where we had just gone...how could he have agreed before denying?

“I don’t know, papa,” I say.

“Yeah....I don’t know either,” Papa says, “Maybe he got a little common sense. Um...well, take care Esha. Come home soon. I don’t know which maths textbook you’re talking about, but...I'll tell Prateek. He'll come to take you. Bye.”

...

Soul.

A good soul.

I don’t even remember to end the call. Maybe dad would do it. All I remember now is the thing he said.

Some common sense.

Some goodness. Kindness.

A good soul. Prateek got a good soul.

I lost a good soul. He found one.



Chapter Four



As my brother pulls his bike in the apartment complex, he eyes my hands suspiciously.

“Have you found your book,” he asks. I shake my head.

He smirks. “Was your book in your fantasies too?”

I don’t get what he is saying. “What fantasies?”

“You don’t know?”

“No,” I say as I mount the bike behind him.

“Shocker,” he mutters.

How can you fantasize if you don’t even have a soul? Isn’t it the place from where all the dreams and fantasies arise?

My brother doesn’t understand.

And then I wonder—would he have known it when my soul had gone into him? Does he know now—that I am numb, because he has my property, my existence in himself? As we are riding home, I am staring at his back. He wears a black hoodie. He looks nice. He has changed so much that now the past—the time when we both were kids and we both played together and when we didn’t need anyone else but just the two of us to find every happiness in the world—that time just feels like the past, now not ready to come again.



I know this sounds creepy, but I am trying to figure if I can look...into him for a part of me. Maybe something crammed into him. You can't have two souls at the same time.

I could’ve told him about the lost soul part, but we never actually had the relation. Just...big brother, little sister. Not much more. Nothing.

This realisation was holding me back.

Besides...

How do I even know my soul is with him?

Just because he is acting a little nicer than before—just because he agreed to take me where I wanted to, when I wanted—doesn’t mean that he has some nice soul within him. I can’t do this on this basis. I just can’t.

“Here comes home sweet home,” He parks the bike in the parking area of our temporary residence. Mom and papa said that we won’t live with any of our relatives. I don’t know why they said that. I don’t even know why we aren’t living with grandma. Beats me.

I hop off the bike and then stand beside it. Before Prateek can get off, I muster up my most serious face and keep a hand on his arm. He looks at me.

I think that maybe this moment will do something to him and he'll know what I am asking for.

He isn’t the least bit moved.

“What?” He asks.

“I’m sorry,” I say. “But you need to give my soul back to me, okay?”

I am staring at him. Seriously.

He is staring at me. I wish he would do it seriously too. But then his face splits into a grin. “Come on, I am not interested in your latest eyeliner.”

He gets off and my hand falls down.

I look down at my shoulder frantically. Huh.

Thank God, my arm is still attached. Maybe I just had a figure of speech. But it really scared me.

“I’m not in mood for stupid jokes, Esha,” Prateek says, then starts walking towards the house. I am left alone. He pulls out a phone and then gets busy on it—apparently forgetting that he has a sister.

I run after him. “No! Please, what use is She to you? It’s not like you’re a girl so you’ll need Her.”

He freezes.

He slowly turns back to me.

Then he stares, with his mouth falling open with every passing second.

“What?” The word is high-pitched. His voice doesn’t normally sound like this, but then normally he doesn’t look this lost either. “I mean, what?”

He shakes his head slowly at me, all the while with his face set into a permanent disgusted expression. “You talk rubbish,” he says, then turns around and storms over to the stairs.

That’s the precise moment my body wishes to break down. Without a soul, it’s like an orphan. Without a soul, I’m dead.

My legs feel weak, just like they did at aunt’s house, and my knees buckle.

With a thump I fall down on the concrete ground. And I lie there, my eyes open and staring at the blue sky—waiting for it to consume me—waiting to die.

A few seconds later I see the face of my brother appear above me and fill my vision. His eyes are concerned, roaming around my face to look for something unnatural.

“Are you...okay?” He asks doubtfully, letting away by instinct that he already knows I am not. “What game are you playing?”

“I have lost my soul,” I whisper. “You have taken it.”

He frowns. “I have taken what?”

“My soul.”

“Are you kidding?”

“You took my soul. Return it, please. Else I am going to die.”

He blinks rapidly, as if that’s going to put some sense into his head. We sit there like that for some time, the deserted parking area, my deserted mind. “Esha...” Prateek says gently after a couple of minutes. “Get up, please. Come on.” He holds my arm and pulls me up.

We both sit down on the ground.

Ready for some talk.

I look up at him curiously, with wide eyes and childish admiration.

“You have been alone in your room for two months now,” he says. “That has...that has made you distant...from all of us. Are you understanding? Stop living in your dreams and come out.”

“What are you saying?” I ask slowly.

“Stop fantasizing. Just stop with this pretence!”

“Pretence?”

I look down at my hands, my mouth falling open with every passing second, because of which realisation—I don’t know. I actually want to lie down. Close my eyes.

But my brother seems to have answers. I want to listen to them too.

“The world is stories and fantasies is nice,” he continues. “But real life is better. You need to stop with...hating it so much.”

I narrow my eyes at him, irritated. “WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!”

He looks taken aback at my sudden outburst. But the thing about two months and pretence and all that he said...he has lost my trust. He tries to take my hand but I jerk it back. Then I stand up on wobbly legs and still manage to remain up. He shoots up too, panic and fear visible on his face.

“You just don’t want to return my soul! Aunt was right. She told me about it!”

I’m making this up.

“Grandma agreed too. They know! You don’t want to return me my soul. You like Her there!”

Prateek's face twists in a bizarre expression. “Grandma?”

“Grandma, yes of course. She told me!”

“Esha, wh—which grandma are you talking about?”

“We have only one alive grandma! I'm talking about her. Not about any other grandma who’s come out of the box of ashes!”

“Esha, we have z—”

“She’s our grandma! How can you forget her? She lives in Delhi. We visited her yesterday. We stayed with her! How can you deny?”

I’m breathing heavily.



He's still staring at me. And he's shaking his head slowly, backing away quietly so his shoes make no sound in the complete silence. I stare at him, wanting him to come back and answer me, tell me everything's fine. He doesn't. The sun is dipping low now. The parking area is dark and gloomy.

It feels like the world is going to end.

I shouldn’t have shouted.

But maybe my outburst now will remind him of the grandma who used to change his diapers some sixteen years ago.

“There’s something you need to be updated upon,” he says, almost snaps. “Grandma died two months ago.”



Chapter Five



A shattered glass can’t break twice.



Chapter Six



Is he lying?

Is he lying just to make me forget about my soul and mourn over my grandma?

Besides, how can my grandma die? We met her this morning. Before we went to aunt’s house, it was her residence where we stepped first. And how can I even mourn if I don’t have a heart to feel pain in? That’s why I am asking for my soul in the first place.

I look at him for a few seconds, then turn away from him. A heavy and paining lump is forming somewhere down my throat. It hurts every time I breathe. And my skin is so hot I am afraid it will burn. Are these signs of dying? Are these meant to be the window through which we can hear and see the approaching footsteps of death?

The world around me is cruel. It is massive. It is populated.

But the only people I have ever dared to confine to about my sorrows are the people who come into my dreams. My grandma come into my dreams. She tells me that in this savage world of wisdom, blessed are those who possess emotions in their heart.



You need to be able to hear the soft hum at the end of each day—a hum which is inviting the night to just have a companion for the span of time the darkness is going to bring.

Grandma, is she really there, or is it just what my brother says—a pretence?

Does she really mean good, or is she just...dying and wanting me to accompany her to afterlife? Besides, isn’t afterlife just like the night? People are scared of it. They don’t want it to come. They just want to live in the day, the life. The Immortality.

I am grandma’s companion, ain't I? I should go. With her.

I remember a thing.

Something my grandma used to mutter in the evenings. Sounds creepy?

What isn’t?

She used to whisper, sitting in her rocking chair at the end of each day, facing the dark forest just in front of her house, she used to whisper:

Don’t come forth, people. Don’t come forth. Your true identity is so precious. I must advise you never to drop the charade.



Chapter Seven

ONE WEEK LATER



“Grandma died two months ago. It was a quite funeral. Only a few relatives and family. We all went. Only...Esha couldn’t cope up. She was close to her. Very close. So she broke when she died...like a piece of fragile glass, the piece of glass you’re afraid to touch; when you’re afraid to see what’s written in the destiny of the million shattered pieces it divides into.”

Prateek waits for a few seconds, while his friend notes down everything. School projects can sometimes be interesting, given how you can dig in the deepest secrets of someone.

“I didn’t know mental illnesses could be so frightening,” his friend says.

“I was afraid of the fate the million atoms of Esha had had written in their destiny. We had almost expected her to be angry, to yell, shout at someone to bring her grandmother back. But she didn’t do any of those intense things. She just went into her room, and didn’t return easily. As those who loved her, we tried. We tried to bring her back. But no luck. I still didn’t know what was wrong with her. But I did know one thing. She was not alone. Her room was filled with...things. Books, drawings, stuffed toys, letters she wrote to someone, most probably our grandmother, thinking one day she would read them.

“We weren’t afraid. Esha wasn’t soft hearted. She could’ve never done any wrong thing. And so two months passed. It was 20th June. Hoping she would get reacquainted with the outside world, we thought of taking her to Delhi, where grandma lived—and died.”

Prateek pauses for a few seconds for the moment to sink in. “No one knew what was going to happen within that short time.”

“Cut to the part about the soul thing.”

“I had just come to pick her up from her aunt’s house. And the moment she saw me, she started asking questions, saying sorry but also that she needed her soul back and so I should give in.”

“That’s...strange.”

“She had thought she lost her soul.”

“How can that happen?”

“It can’t.”



“Then why was Esha behaving like that?”

“She was afraid she had lost her soul. She had read so many fantasies in her two months room stay that now she had started behaving like one. Like a fantasy, thinking it was epic. But the truth was that, grandma's death had created a hollow inside her. A void. She was empty from inside, she couldn’t feel anything and as she read in so many books that your soul represents your thinking and all...she thought...no thinking capacity means no soul.”

His friend whistles. “Your sister sounds a little...out of her mind.”

“During the vacation to Delhi, she thought that we were visiting grandma, that grandma was still alive. Fear overtook her senses and she began making stuff up—she began making excuses for things she did. Like...when she didn’t feel like laughing at a joke I told her, she thought there was nothing left inside her. She didn’t get angry at one of her brothers, she thought that maybe it was because of some sin she had done while ignoring and not talking to us during the two months in her room when she shut herself in. That’s the punishment she chose to give herself. She convinced herself that all this is happening because she lacks a soul...so she started on a soul hunt.”

“Whoa.”

Prateek holds up a hand. His friend looks at him, waiting for more.



“We took her to our aunt. In new surroundings, her mind started conjuring up things. It made up the fact that her soul was lost and now she needed to find it. And maybe it was with me. It pushed away the realisation that grandma had died. That’s why she didn’t remember it when I told her. She still thought that her grandmother was all right, at her house; and that we had met her that morning.”

His friend nods. “That’s really helpful, Prateek. I bet my professor is going to be impressed. So now what is going on with Esha? Where’s she?”

“She now takes appointments with the doctor. It’s a pure psychological condition. Just...if you ask me...it feels like a very high level of PTSD. So we hired her a psychologist, who is trying to bring Esha back from the scary world of her dark dreams. I guess she must be having one of her lessons at this precise moment...”



Chapter Eight



I open my eyes slowly, then look at the man sitting in front of me, staring at me curiously.

My psychologist.

“Did you try meditation?” He asks.

I nod.

He grins triumphantly, thinking he has been successful in connecting me to God and spirituality. “Tell me things, then,” he says, leaning back in his chair. “What did you think about?”

I smile a little. “I thought about an incidence in my childhood. When I was younger, I used to like tragic stories, stories with bad endings. I thought they were closer to life.”

He nods slowly. “Okay, go on.”

“So my mom used to teach me lessons in a similar way. Like...many people do...when I didn’t eat something, she used to tell me that I'll be undernourished and unhealthy and that I won’t be able to live a normal life. When I didn’t go to school she said that I'll grow up to be unemployed and uneducated and all.”

“She said true things.”

“One day I felt weak, and sad, and uncertain,” I say. “She didn’t have an answer to that one.”

He purses his lips, then locks his hands behind his head. “Well, she could’ve said that when you are afraid of something, the fear will grip you again, stronger this time.”

“She didn’t want to be negative. No mother wants to be negative about their child.”

“Okay, you’re right in there.”

“So, I used to complete her tradition, of telling me the consequences of everything I did. So the next time when I felt sad and unhappy from inside...like a void, I told her...” I bend forward towards him, not breaking the intense eye contact we are having. “When the devil arrives and sees the empty house within you, do you know what does he do?”

He has a little amused expression on his face. I know it’s going to crumble soon. “Well, what?”

“He enters without knocking.”

The End​

Interesting Story. Enjoyed a lot. Waiting for the 2nd story

 

[sweet but psycho]

Love In Local Train​

Spoiler

Mera naam Aman hai. Main thoda sharmila kisam ladka hu. Ladkiyon se baat karne ke mamle mein thoda jyaada sharma jaata hu. Mere parivaar mein mere maa baap bhaiya bhabhi aur ek pyaara sa bhatija hai. Sablog mujhse bahot pyaar karte hai. Main bhi unsab mein jaan chidakta hu.

Main apne sehar ki ek IT company mein job karta hu. Job achhi hai aur salary bhi thikk thaak hai jisme mera guzaara achhe se hojaata hai. Main aaj tak kabhi bhi apne sehar se bahar nhi gaya hu. Kabhi jarurat hi nhi padhi. Main free time mein kabhi kabhi likhta bhi hu.

Ek din office mein mujhe mera boss bulata hai aur bolta hai.

Boss: Aman main tumhare kaam se bahot khush hu. Tumne itne kam time mein bahot hi jyaada progress kiya hai.

Main yeh sunn bahot khush hojaata hu. Ab Boss ke muh se apni tarif sunn kaun khush nhi hota hai.

Main: Thank You Sir.

Boss: Main tumhare promotion kar raha hu.

Main promotion ki baat sunn bahot hi jyaada khush hojaata hu. Aur IT industry mein promotion milna bahot badi baat thi.

Main: Thank you sir. Thank you so much.

Boss: Par iss promotion ke saath tumhe Mumbai jaana hoga. Tumhe waha ke office mein promote kiya jaa raha hai. Jaha tumhari salary bhi increase hogi. Aur waha tumhe aur jyaada sikhne ko milega. Its a good oppurtunity for you.

Main pehle jaha hadd se jyaada khush tha wahi yeh sunn meri khushi mein thodi udaasi aajati hai. Wajah thi dusre sehar woh bhi Mumbai jaise sehar mein jaana. Main aaj kabhi bhi apne sehar se bahar nhi gaya tha.

Main: Sir aap toh jaante hai main aaj tak kabhi bhi apne sehar se bahar nhi gaya hu. Aur ab achanak se dusre sehar woh bhi Mumbai jaise sehar mein.

Boss: Main jaanta hu. Aur agar tum jaoge nhi toh sikhoge kaise. Har kaam ek jagah nhi hota. Humhe kaam ke liye bahar jaana hi padhta hai. Aur yeh toh tumhare liye ek golden oppurtunity hai. Tumhe yeh miss nhi karna chahiye. Aur phir yeh promotion tumhe Mumbai jaane pe hi milega. Aur tum waha sirf 6 mahine kaam karo phir yaha transfer karwa lena apna. Main tumhe 2 din ka time deta hu tum soch lo aur bata do. Main ab bhi yehi kahunga aisa mauka baar baar nhi milta.

Boss ki baat sunne ke baad main waha se apne desk mein aajata hu aur sochne lagta hu kyaa karu kyaa nhi. Mann mein ek utsaah bhi tha toh ek darr bhi tha apne sehar se durr jaane ka.

Main yehi sab sochte hue apna uss din ka kaam khatam karta hu aur ghar ki taraf aajata hu.

Ghar mein aate hi maa mera chehra dekh samaj jaati hai kuch toh baat hai. Aakhir maa toh maa hoti hai apne bachhe ko dekh bata deti hai ke uska bachha kisi pareshani mein hai.

Maa: Kyaa baat hai Aman pareshan dikh raha hai sab thikk hai naa.

Main: Mera promotion hogya hai maa.

Meri baat sunn waha khade sabhi bahot khush hojaate hai aur sab mujhe badhaai dene lagte hai.

Maa: Aree yehh toh khushi ki baat hai. Bahu meethai leke aa.

Bhabhi: Jii Maa. Aur devar ji mujhe 2 nayi saree chahiye. Aur koi bahana nhi chalega.

Yeh bol woh meethai laane chali jaati hai.

Maa: Itni khushi ki baat hai par tu pareshan hai kisliye.

Main: Maa aap toh jaanti ho main kabhi bhi apne sehar se bahar nhi gaya. Aur mera promotion Mumbai jaise bade sehar mein hua hai. Agar mujhe promotion chahiye toh mujhe waha jaana padega.

Maa yeh sunn thoda toh pareshan hojaati hai. Aakhir uska beta usse durr hone ki baat jo kar raha tha. Par bete ki tarakki ke liye usne apni pareshai ko sang sang apne chehre se durr karti hai aur bolti hai.

Maa: Tu Pagal hai. Aree agar bahar nhi jaayega toh sikhega kaise. Kab tak maa ke aanchal mein bandha rahega. Baahar jaayega chaar logo se milega tabhi toh kuch sikhega. Meri maan toh tu haa bolde. Aur waise bhi aisa mauka baar baar nhi milta.

Phir sab ek ek karke mujhe samjhane lage. Aur sab ke bolne pe main Mumbai jaane ke liye maan bhi gaya.

Bhabhi: Devar Ji. Dusre sehar kaam ke silsile mein jaa rahe ho kahi waha jaake humare liye koi devraani naa dhund lena.

Main: Sharma ke. Kyaa bhabhi aap bhi.

Bhabhi: Haaye haaye sharm toh dekho humare devar ke. Yeh toh ladkiyon se jyaada sharmate hai. Maa ji humhe toh lagta hai inse kuch naa hoga inke liye humko dhundna hoga.

Maa: Haa toh yeh kaam karegi uski bhabhi. Aakhir yeh sab jimmedaari bhabhiyon ki toh hoti hai.

Aise hi hasi mazaak karte hue woh din guzar jaata hai. Agle din main office mein jaake Boss se Mumbai jaane ke liye haa bol deta hu.

Boss: Bahot achha decision liya tumne. Waha jaake tum jarur bahot achha kaam karoge.

Main: Sir main waha rahunga kaha pe. Mera toh koi relative bhi bhi rehta waha pe.

Boss: Company ne tumko waha pe ek 1 bhk ka flat diya hai. Tum wahi pe rahoge. Par flat se office ke liye tumhe waha ke local trains bus ya phir taxi ka dekhna hoga. I am sure tum manage karloge.

Main: Thikk hai sir. Waise kab jaana hai.

Boss: 2 din baad tumhe waha ke liye nikalna hai aur teesre din join. Aur isiliye tum aaj ghar jaao aur apni packing karlo. Aur ab tum sidha waha ke office hi jaana.

Main: Thikk hai sir.

Boss: All the best and congrats for new journey.

Main: Thank You sir. Phir main waha se apna promotion letter aur joining letter ghar aajata hu.

Aise hi 2 din guzar jaate hai aur mere waha pahonchne ka samay bhi aajata hai. Pura parivaar mujhe Airport chorne aaya tha. Maa ke aankhon mein thodi nami thi aakhir beta durr jaa raha thaa.

Maa: Apna khayal rakhna. Aur achhe se kaam karna aur jaldi ghar aana.

Papa: Aree bhagyawaan usse jaane dogi tabhi toh woh jaldi ghar aayega naa.

Maa: Aap chup karo ji. Aapko toh meri har baat mein taane maarne ki aadat si hogyi hai.

Bhabhi: Devar ji khayal rakhna apna. Kahi waha ki ladkiyon ke moh paas mein naa bandh jaana. Maa ji ek kaal tikaa laga do aap buri balao se durr rahenge.

Maa: Haa sahi kaha. Yeh bol apni aankh se kajal leke kaan ke pichhe laga deti hai.

Phir main sabka aashirwaad leke Airport ke andar chala jaata hu.

Kuch 3-4 ghante mein main Mumbai aajata hu. Airport pe mujhe lene ke liye office ka staff aaya hua tha. Main uske saath Airport se apne flat mein aagaya. Flat chota hi tha par 1 insaan ke liye thikk thaa.

Staff ne mujhe ghar ki chaabiyan di aur ek packet bhi diya jo office ki taraf se tha phir waha se chala gaya par jaate jaate bol gaya ke kitchen mein khaana rakha hai garam karke khaa lu.

Uske jaane ke baad toh sabse pehle maine aone ghar phone karke baat kiya. Maa ne toh sawaalon ki jhadi hi laga di par bhabhi ne unhe jaise taise shant karwaya.

Phir main bathroom mein jaake achhe se fresh hua aur kitchen mein jaake khaana garam kiya aur khaa liya. Uske baad office ki taraf se diya gaya packet khola jisme mera id card office ka address aur route direction with vehicles information bhi thi. Maine woh sab achhe se dekha aur bagal mein rakh kar so gaya.

Agle din alarm ki madad se meri aankh khuli. Main jaldi se utha fresh hua aur apne luye breakfast banane laga. Yeh pehli baar tha ke mujhe kuch banana padh raha hai. Maine ghadi ki taraf dekha toh mujhe bahot time dikha isiliye main aaram aaram se sab karne laga.

Thodi der mein naashta karke main ready hogya office ke liye. Phir apna bag liya aur ghar ko achhe lock karke nikal gaya office ki taraf.

Ghar se thodi durr hi railway station tha toh main paidal hi uss taraf nikal gaya. Jaise hi main railway station aaya toh maine dekha ke meri train nikal rahi hai.

Main: Areee baba ree lagta hai late hogyaa. Meri train toh nikal rahi hai. Main jaldi se daudte hue train ke paas gaya. Par train apni speed pakad rahi thi. Main puri koshish kar raha tha ke mujhe yeh train mil jaaye warna pehle din hi late hojaata.

Main train ke handle ko pakadne hi wala tha ke tabhi ek haath bahar nikalta hai. Main uss haath ko dekhte hue uss haath wale ki shakal ko dekhta hu toh dekhte hi reh jaata hu. Woh ek ladki thi jo haath aage badhayi thi. Main usko hi dekh raha tha ke tabhi woh ladki bolti hai.

Ladki: Areee dekhh kyaa rahe hoo. Jaldi se haath pakdo warnaa trainn chutt jaayegi.

Ladki ke bolne se maine jhatt se uska haath pakad liya aur train mein chadd gaya. Chadne ke baad main jorr jorr se saansein lene laga. Kuch der baad jab main shant hua aur apne charo taraf dekha toh paaya ke main ladies section mein uthh gaya hu.

Main: Oooo I amm Sorryyy. Yeh bol main jaise hi utarne ko hua toh dekha train ne apni full speed pakad li hai. Tabhi woh ladki bolti hai.

Ladki: Don’t worry. Itna mat ghabrao. Next station mein utar jaana aur general mein chale jaana.

Main: Oookk. Btw thank you. Agar aap ne meri madad nhi ki hoti toh shayad aaj yeh train miss hojaati. Aur aaj office ka pehle din hi late hojaata.

Ladki: Your Welcome. Waise dikhne mein toh yaha ke nhi lagte.

Main: Jiii Main kal hi pehli baar Mumbai aaya hu Job ke silsile mein aur aaj pehla din hai.

Ladki: Tabhiiii. Warna Mumbaikars ko kuch malum ho naa ho inn local trains ke baare mein sab malaum hota hai. Btw I Am Sheetal.

Main: I am Aman.

Sheetal: Nice Name. Waise kaun se station pe utarna hai.

Maine usse apne station ka naam bataya toh woh bolti hai.

Sheetal: Ooo. Yeh toh mere station ke pehle hi padhta hai. Waise office tak raasta pata hai naa.

Main: Jii haa maine kal google mein check karliya tha aur abhi bhi usike madad se jaunga.

Sheetal: Greattt Aur yeh kyaa jiii aap laga rakha hai. Tum mujhe tum kehke bula sakte ho.

Main : Achha thikk hai.

Sheetal: Waisee tumhe shayad General waale dabbe mein jaana tha naa.

Main: Ooo shitt haaa. Yeh bol jaise hi main bahar ki taraf dekhta hu toh aaya hua station chala jaata hai.

Meri halat dekh Sheetal hasne lagti hai. Phir bolti hai.

Sheetal: Aree chinta mat karo. Agla station tumhara hi hai. Aur yaha koi kuch nhi bolega. Aaj first day hai naa next day se practice hojayegi.

Phir humdono hi chup hojaate hai aur thodi der mein mera station aajata hai toh main utar jaata hu.

Main: Thank you Sheetal. Meri madad karne ke liye.

Sheetal: Koi nhi. Hum Mumbai walo ka dil bahot bada hota hai.

Main: Byeee.

Sheetal: Byeee. Phir train nikal jaati hai aur main bhi apne office ki taraf nikal jaata hu google maps ki madad se.

Thodi der mein main apne office ke saamne khada tha. Main mobile mein ekbaar apna huliya dekhta hu phir andar chala jaata hu.

Andar waha ke boss se milke apna kaam karne lagta hu.

Kaam karte karte kab woh din khatam hojaata hai pata hi nhi chalta. Phir main office se nikal ke jaldi se station aajata hu kyoki main phir se koi risk nhi lena chahta tha.

Mujhe station pe aaye thodi der hi hui thi ke train aajati hai. Main train mein uth jaata hu aur ek jagah khada hojaata hu. Tabhi mere kandhe pe koi haath rakhta hai. Main pichhe ghum ke dekhta hu toh waha Sheetal khadi thi.

Main: Aree tum yaha.

Sheetal: Kyoo nhii hona chahiye.

Main: Aisi baat nhi hai.

Sheetal: Tum darte bahot ho.

Main ek feeki si smile pass kardeta hu.

Sheetal: Woh actually aaj mujhe office se nikalne mein late hogya. Aur jab station aayi toh train nikalne wali hi thi toh jo coach saamne dikha usme hi uth gayi. Socha next station mein change karlungi par tabhi tumhe uthte dekha toh yehi rukh gayi.

Main: Achhaa.

Sheetal: Waise kaisa gaya first day.

Main: Achha tha. Par manna padega Mumbai ki life bahot hi busy hai. Sablog bas bhagte rehte hai.

Sheetal: Yehh Mumbai hai yaha dheere chalne se kuch nhi hoga. Bhaaoge tabhi kuch haasil karoge.

Phir humdono chup chaap wahi khade rehte hai aur thodi der mein mera station aajata hai toh main utar jaata hu.

Main: Achha okk byee. And thanks subah ke liye.

Sheetal: Koiii naa bolaa naa hum mumbaikars ka dil bahot bada hota hai. Yeh bol hasne lagti hai saath mein main bhi has deta hu.

Phir train nikal padhti hai aur main bhi nikal padhta hu. Flat mein aate hue main apne liye raat ka khaana bhi pack karwa leta hu jisse mujhe jaake ab khaana naa banana pade.

Ghar mein aake fresh hoke khaana khaake main apne bed mein baitha aaj pure din jo jo hua uske baare mein soch raha tha. Jisme Sheetal ke sang bataye woh kuch pal mere zahen mein aate hi mere chehre pe ek muskurahat aajati.

Main: Bahot hi zinda dil ladki hai. Kaise pal bhar mein ek anjaan ladke ke saath kitni khulke baate kar rahi thi jaise mujhe barso se jaanti ho. Par main apni aadat se majbur kaise sharma raha tha uske saamne. Khairr ab mujhe raat ke khaane ka bandobast karna hoga. Roj roj bahar ka khaana achha nhi.

Aise hi din guzarne lagte hai. Aman roj train se office jaata aur roj uski mulakat train mein Sheetal se hoti. Dono ab achhe dost ban gaye the. Dono ne mobild number bhi exchange karliya tha. Sheetal ab ladies section mein naa uthke General Section mein uthti thi taaki uska dost akela naa rahe.

Ekdin Aman Sheetal se bolta hai.

Main: Yaar Sheetal mujhe naa thodi bahot shopping karni hai.

Sheetal: Haa toh karlo. Maine kaun sa roka hai.

Main: Very funny. Tum mere saath chalogi shopping ke liye. Tum toh jaanti ho main yaha ke baare mein jyaada jaanta nhi. Tum chalogi toh thodi help hojayegi.

Sheetal: Achhaa. Mujhse majdoori karwana chahte ho. Chalo koi nhi tum bhi kyaa yaad rakhoge kis bade dilwali se dosti ki hai. Bolo kab chalna hai.

Main: Kal chalte hai. Kal Sunday bhi hai aur humdono ki hi office se chutti hai.

Sheetal: Thikk hai chalte hai.

Main: Waise tumne kabhi bataya nhi tumhare ghar mein kaun kaun hai.

Sheetal: Isme batane jaisa kyaa hai. Jo sabke ghar mein hote hai woh mere ghar mein bhi hai. Main mummy papa bhaiya aur bhabhi thats it.

Main: Waah bilkul mere jaisi hi hai. Chalo mera stop toh aagaya. Main toh chala ghar. Kal milenge. Byeee.

Sheetal: Byeee.

Phir main nikal jaata hu apne ghar.

Agle din humdono shopping karne ke liye milte hai. Maine apne liye 2-3 dresses li. Sheetal ko bhi jabardasti ek dress dilwa di aakhir woh mere liye hi aayi thi chutti ke din bhi. Phir humdono ek achhe se restaurant jaake nashta karte hai aur phir apne apne ghar nikal jaate hai.

Ussdin ke baad se toh humdono eksaath bahot hi jagah pe chutti ke din ghumne jaane lage the. Humdono ekdusre ke liye station pe wait karte the. Ekdusre ke saath raat raat bhar baate karte the. Main toh Sheetal se pyaar karne laga tha par Sheetal ke dil mein kyaa hai yeh samaj nhi aaraha tha. Main confuse tha ke woh bhi mujhse pyaar karti hai yaa phir sirf achha dost maanti hai.

Maine himmat karke bhabhi se bhi iss baare mein baat ki. Pehle toh unhone bahot pareshan kiya par phir bola ke agar pyaar karte ho toh boldo. Jo hoga dekha jaayega. Agar woh bhi pyaar karti hogi toh bahot achhi baat hai agar nhi karti hogi toh sirf 2 thappad maaregi mera dil tootega par jhoothi umeed bhi khatam hojayegi.

Mujhe bhi bhabhi ki baat sahi lagi par saath mein darr bhi lag raha tha. Par maine ek idea nikala aur ek letter likhne laga jisme maine apne dil ki baat saaf saaf likhdi aur woh letter ussr office se ghar aate waqt dene ka socha.

Agle din raat ke waqt main thoda nervous tha aakhir pehli baar kisi ko propose karne wala tha. Shayad hi kisi ne kisiko chalti train mein propose kiya hoga. Par aaj woh karnaama main karne wala tha.

Main station mein khada tha tabhi thodi der mein train mein aagayi. Aur as usual usme Sheetal maujud thi. Jaise hi humdono ki nazre mili uske chehre mein ek muskurahat aagayi jisse dekhte hi mere dil joro se dhadakne laga.

Sheetal: Kyaa baat hai Mr. Aaj itne ghabraye se kyo ho. Raaste mein kutte pichhe padh gaye the kyaa yaa boss ki daant khaaye ho. Yeh bol hasne lagti hai.

Main: Jab tumhare jaisi dost ho toh dushmano ki kyaa jarurat. Jab pata hai main kutto se darta hu phir bhi jaan muzz ke unka naam logi. Bhagwaan aisi dost kisi ko naa de.

Sheetal: Aree yeh badi dilwaali Sheetal ki meharbaani hai ke mujh jaisi dost tumhe mil gayi. Warna tum jaise boring kutto se darne walo ko toh humare area mein rehne wali Juli jaisi dost milti.

Main: Abbb yeh Juli kis kutti I mean bala ka naam hai.

Sheetal: Woh humare area ke security guard ke paltu bandariya ka naam hai jiske shareer mein harwaqt khujli rehti hai. Yeh bol woh hasne lagti hai.

Main: Waise ek bandariya toh isswaqt mere saamne bhi khadi hai.

Sheetal: Tumne iss badi dilwali Sheetal ko bandariya kaha. Tumhari itni himmat. Lagta hai tumhe ab iss Mumbai sehar mein rehna nhi hai. Isiliye iss Sheetal se pange le rahe ho. Chalo ab jaldi se sorry bolo.

Main: Chalo tum bhi kyaa yaad rakhogi kis bade dilwale se paala padha hai. Mujhe maaf kardo Bandariya . Yehh bol se hasne lagta hai.

Sheetal yeh sunke muh fula ke khadi hojaati hai jo dekh woh mujhe bahot pyaari lag rahi thi.

Main: Achha Sorry ab nhi bolunga. Par mujhe kuch jaruri baat karni hai sunno naa.

Sheetal: Kyaa jaruri baat karni hai.

Main: Dekho filhal mera stop aaraha hai. Main bata nhi sakunga. Isiliye maine iss letter mein sab likh diya hai. Par tum yeh letter ghar le jaakar hi padhna akele mein. Yeh bol woh letter usko de deta hu. Tab tak mera station aajata hai aur main utar jaata hu.

Main: Byeee.

Sheetal: Byeee. Par iss letter mein hai kyaa.

Main: Ghar jaake aaram se padhna. Yehh bol main turant waha se nikal jaat hu.

Ghar aake main bahot hi jyaada tension mein tha. Main baar baar yehi soch raha tha ke Sheetal kya react karegi uska kya jawaab hoga kyaa woh haa kahegi yaa naa kahegi. Main yehi sab soche jaaraha tha. Ekbaar toh mann kiya call karke baat karu. Phir socha kal.toh milegi hi tab toh sab pata chal jaayega. Yeh sab sochte hue mujhe neend bhi nhi aarahi thi. Par sona toh thaa hi isliye jaise taise sogaya.

Udher Sheetal jab ghar pahonchi aur fresh hoke dinner karke jab woh apne kamre mein aayi toh usse mere diye letter ki yaad aayi. Woh jhatt se aone bag se woh letter nikalti hai aur padhne lagti hai.

Sheetal, Main bachpan se hi bahot extrovert kism ka ladka hu par ladkiyon ke mamle mein bilkul ulat hu. Unse baat karne mein hi meri halat kharab hojaati hai. Par tumhare saath baat karte waqt tumhare saath ghumte waqt pata nhi kyo mere dil ko ek bahot hi sukhad ka aihsaas hota hai. Aisa lagta hi nhi ke hum anjaan hai. Mujhe tumhare saath rehna tumse baate karna tumhari baate sunna bahot pasand hai. Hafte ka woh ek din jab tumse mulakat nhi hoti toh aisa lagta hai jaise mera jeevan kitna khaali hai.

Tumhare saath ghumte ghumte baat karte karte woh subah sham train mein up and down karte hue kab tumse pyaar hogya yeh mujhe pata hi chala. Kab iss train ke horn ne mere dil mein tumhare ki pyaar ki ghanti baja di pata hi nhi chala. Kyaa yeh Badu Dilwali Sheetal ke dil mein mere liye ek choti si jagah hogi. Agar hoti hai toh mujhe tumhare jawaab ka intezaar rahega.

Letter padhne ke baad Sheetal ke chehre mein koi expression nhi tha. Woh chup chaap letter ko apne bag mein wapas rakh deti hai aur chup chaap so jaati hai.

Agle din subah apne time se uthke fresh hoke naashta karke ready hoke nikal gaya office ke liye. Jaise jaise station najdeek aaraha tha mere dil ki dhadkan badhti jaa rahi thi. Main soch raha tha ke Sheetal kyaaa karegi kyaa kahegi.

Station mein aane ke baad main train ka wait karne laga. Thodi der mein train aajati hai toh main darte darte train mein chadd gaya par waha Sheetal nhi dikhi mujhe. Ekbaar toh maine socha kahi kisi dusre coach mein toh nhi chadd gaya. Phir station ki taraf dekha toh paaya ke nhi sahi jagah hai.

Main: Yehh Sheetal aayi kyo nhi. Kahi mujhse naraz hoke ladies coach mein nhi chali gayi. Shayad haa wahi hogi. Par kaise pata karu ke woh waha hai yaa nhi. Next station mein utar ke usme jaake hi dekhta hu.

Thodi der mein next station aajata hai toh main jaldi se utar jaata hu ladies coach mein uth jaata hu. Mujhe waha uthte dekh saari ladies mujhe hi ghurne lagti hai. Par main unko ignore karke Sheetal ko dhund raha tha par woh mujhe kahi naa dikhi.

Main: Aree woh toh yaha bhi nhi hai. Kyaa woh aaj aayi nhi yaa uski train miss hogyi. Kyaa karu. Call karu kyaa. Nhii abhi nhi shayad dusri train mein ho. Sham ko dekhunga.

Kuch der mein mera station aajata hai toh main utar jaata hu aur office chala jaata hu. Par aaj office mein mann bhi nhi lag raha tha. Reh reh ke Sheetal ki yaad aarahi thi aur iss chakar mein kaam mein bhi garbar horahi thi.

Khairr jaise taise din guzra aur raat aayi. Main Station mein Sheetal ka intezaar kar raha tha. Thodi der mein train aayi. Main train mein uthne ke pehle bahar se hi check karne laga par mujhe woh kahi naa dikhi. Main jaldi se ladies wale ki taraf gaya. Waha bhi dekha par woh naa dikhi.

Maine woh train chorr di aur next wali ka intezaar karne laga. Kuch der baad woh train aayi toh usme bhi check kiya woh Sheetal nhi thi usme bhi. Main dukhi mann se train mein chadd gaya.

Main: Lagta hai Sheetal mujhse naraz hogyi hai isiliye aaj nhi aayi. Yaa phir aayi ho mujhse naa milna chahti ho isiliye kisi dusre coach mein yaa train mein ho. Main yehi sab sochte hue apne ghar aagaya. Bemann se thoda sa khaaya aur Sheetal ko leke hi sochne laga.

Bhabhi ka call aaya unhone pucha toh unhe sab bataya jisse sunn unhone kaha ladki ko thoda time do hosakta hai kisi aur reason se woh busy ho yaa office ke jyaada kaam ki wajah se mulakat nhi hui ho.

Bhabhi ki baat sunnke mujhe thodi si raahat mili. Par dil ki bechaini baar baar pareshan kar rahi thi.

Agle din bhi Sheetal mujhe train mein naa dikhi aur usne raat ko mere calls bhi receive nhi kiye the jiske wajah se mujhe samaj aagaya tha ke woh ab mujhse baat toh durr milna bhi nhi chahti. Ab toh jaise mujhe Mumbai mein rehne ka bhi mann bhi kar raha tha par meri badkismati abhi transfer bhi nhi hosakta tha.

Woh pura din mera office mein bhi achha nhi gaya. Kaam mein koi dhyaan nhi tha bas pura din apne mobile mein Sheetal ki tasveer hi dekh raha tha. Raat ko ghar gaya toh khaana ka bhi mann nhi tha isiliye bina khaaye hi so gaya.

Agle din main phir se dukhi mann ke saath ready hoke office ke liye nikal gaya. Kuch der mein train aagayi aur main bina kisi taraf dekhe usme chadd gaya aur darwaaze ke paas khade reh kar baahar ko dekhne laga. Tabhi mere kaano mein awaaz aayi.

Lagta hai koi apne dost se bahot naaraz hai isiliye usse baat karna toh durr dekhna bhi nhi chahta.

Yeh awaaz sunke mere dil ki dhadkane tezz hogyi. Mere chehre pe ek muskurahat aur aankhon mein aansu aagaye. Main jhatt se pichhe palta toh saamne Sheetal khadi thi. Jo mujhe hi dekh rahi thi apni chehre oe wohi mann mohane wali Smile liye. Aaj usne mera diya hua dress pehna tha jo uspe bahot hi jyaada jachh bhi raha tha.

Main: Sheetal kaha thi tum 2 dino se. Tumhe pata hai main kitna pareshan hogaya tha. Tumhe kitne calls kiye msg kiye par tumne ek ka bhi jawaab nhi diya. Kaha thii tummm.

Sheetal: Aree shant shant mere Express train. Shant hojao. Dekho tumne toh mujhe letter pakda diya aur nikal gaye. Ghar jaake jab main letter padha toh mujhe uska answer dene ke liye sochne ka time toh chahiye naa.

Main toh agle din hi tumhe jawaab de deti par achanak se meri bhabhi tabiyat thodi kharab hogyi isiliye 2 din ka break lena padha.

Main: Oookkkkkk. Toh kyaa jawaab hai tumharaaa.

Sheetal: Letter padhne ke baad mann toh kiya tha tumhe usiwaqt 2 thappad lagau. Tumharu himmat kaise hui mujhe yeh letter dene ki. Agar uss waqt tum mere saamne hote toh main tumhe batati letter dene ka natiza.

Main Sheetal ke muh se yeh sunnke ekdum chup chaap khada tha. Mujhe toh pata tha yehi answer hoga par phir bhi main uske muh se sunna chahta tha jo sunn liya.

Sheetal: Kyaa likha tha tumne Badi dilwali Sheetal ke dil mein choti si jagah chahiye. Tumne yeh socha bhi kaise ke main tumhe choti si jagah dungi.

Mere aankhon se bas aansu nikalne reh gaye the. Humdono ekdum dheere dheere baat kar rahe the jisse koi dusra agar dekh bhi raha ho toh hum sunn naa paaye.

Sheetal: Aree kaha maine socha thaa tum mujhe apne ghutno baithke ekdum romantic style mein propose karoge par nhi likh diya ek sada sa love letter. Aree main toh apna yeh bada dil pura ka pura tumhe dena chahti hu aur tum sirf choti si jagah maang rahe ho. Tumhe sharam nhi aati yehsab baat bolte hue.

Sheetal ke muh ab yeh sab sunn ke main buri tarah hairaan tha. Mujhe samaj nhi aaraha tha ke kaunsi baat sach hai. Main bas badi badi aankhon se usse dekhe jaa raha tha.

Sheetal Jhatt se mere gale lag jaati hai aur bolti hai.

Sheetal: I Love You meree gadhee. I Love You so muchhh. Kitnaa waittt karwaya tumne. Main roj sochti aaj bologe kal bologe parr nhiii.

Sheetal ke muh se I Love you sunnke meri aankhein chalak jaati hai. Aansu ki do boondhe mere gaalon ko bhiga deti hai par mere chehre pe duniya bharr ki khushi thi Aakhir mera pyaar jo mujhe mil gaya thaa.

Main: I Love you Sheetal. I love youuu sooo muchhh.

Humhe aise ek dusre ke gale laga dekh train mein baaki ke log hairaan the toh kuch ajeeb nazro se dekh rahe thee. Par hum unnsab se bekhabar apni duniya mein thee.

Kuch der waise hi lage rehne ke baad train ke ek jhatke se humhe hosh aata hai aur hum alag hote hai aur charo taraf dekhte hai toh paate hai sab humhe hi dekh rahe thee.

Main dekhta hu train rukhi hui hai station aaya hua hai. Main Sheetal ka haath pakad ke train se utar jaata hu aur hum station ke bahar aajate hai.

Sheetal: Aman hum yaha kyo aagaye. Humhe toh office jaana thaa.

Aman: Aaj no office. Aaj ka pura din sirf humare liye. Aaj ka pura din hum saath rahenge. Yeh bol maine ek taxi hire ki aur nikal padha Marine Drive apne naye pyaar ko enjoy karne.

Waha pahonch humdono pattharo pe baith jaate hai. Sheetal ne apna sir mere kandhe pe rakh diya tha aur saamne behte vishal samundar ko dekh rahi thi.

Main: Aaj tumne mujhe bahot dara diya tha Sheetal.

Sheetal meri baat sunn bas hasne lagti hai.

Main: Waise tumhe kab mujhse pyaar hua.

Sheetal: Yeh ek raaz hai. Abhi nhi bataungi.

Main: Ab isme kaisa raaz. Kuch mahino pehle hi toh main pehli baar Mumbai aaya aur hum station mein pehli baar mile the. Aur tab se aaj tak roj mil rahe hai.

Sheetal: Aisa tumhe lagta hai ke hum kuch mahino pehle pehli baar station mein mile the. Meri jaankaari maine tumhe kuch saal pehle dekha tha. Aur jab maine tumhe pehli baar dekha tha tabhi tumse pyaar hogya thaa. Aur ab jab maine kuch mahino pehle tumhe dekha toh meri khushi ka thikana nhi tha. Aur isiliye main tumse train mein itni baate ki tumhare saath roj aane jaane lagi.

Main: Kyaa bol rahi ho. Par main toh tumhe pehli baar mila tha station mein. Agar hum usse bhi pehle mile the toh mujhe kaise yaad nhi.

Sheetal: Main kab kaha hum mile the. Maine kaha maine tumhe dekha tha.

Main: Kaha dekha thaa. Aur kab dekha thaa.

Sheetal: Itni bhi kyaa jaldi hai meri jaan. Aaj toh pyaar ka pehla din hai dheere dheere sab pata chal jayega. Aur maze ki baat batau tumhare baare mein meri family bahot achhe se jaanti hai. Unhe tum bahot pasand ho.

Main: Kyaaa wohh bhiii mujhee jaante hai. Bas main hi hu jo kuch nhi jaantaa.

Sheetal: Tum tension bahot lete ho. Dheere dheere sab jaan jaaoge. Ab issbare mein koi baat nhii.

Phir aise hi hum pura din ghumte rahe aur apne pyaar ka pehla din enjoy karte rahee.

Dheere dheere aise hi din guzarne lage. Humdono ka pyaar pure joro pe thaa. Sheetal ne mujhe apni family se milaya unhe dekh kar woh mujhe kuch jaane pehchane se lage aise laga jaise maine unhe dekha hai par kaha dekha hai yaad nhi aaraha tha.

Sheetal ne humare baare mein sab apne ghar mein bata diya tha par mujh mein himmat nhi horahi thi ke main apne ghar mein iss baare mein batau. Par batana toh thaa hi. Isiliye maine himmat karke sabse pehle bhabhi ko bataya.

Bhabhi ne meri bahot taang khinchi. Mujhe bahot pareshan kiya. Par baad mein meri madad bhi bahot ki. Unhone hi ghar mein baat ki aur Sheetal ke baare mein bataya. Jab ghar mein sabko pata chala toh maa ne mujhe bahot kuch bola. Par last mein sablog maan gaye.

Kuch dino ke baad Sheetal ke family mere ghar gayi rishte ki baat karne ke liye. Tab waha mujhe pata chala Sheetal meri bhabhi ke mama ke beti hai. Aur mere ghar mein sabko sabkuch pehle se hi pata tha. Aur humara rishta bhi bahot pehle hi tay hogya thaa. Sablog include Sheetal meri taang khinch rahe thee. Aur tab mujhe yaad aaya maine Sheetal ki family ko bhaiya aur bhabhi ki shaadi mein dekha thaa.

Khairr dheere dheere time bitne laga aur humari shaadi ka din bhi aagaya aur dekhte hi dekhte humari shaadi hogyi. Sheetal ne Mumbai wali job chorr di thi aur maine bhi wapas apne sehar mein transfer karwa liya thaa. Sheetal ab mere saath mere hi office mein kaam karti thi.

Kaha main pehle ladkiyon se baat karne mein thoda sharmata tha aur kaha meri prem kahani local train mein start hui sabke saamne Sheetal ne mere Proposal ko accept kiya phir humari family ne bhi humare pyaar ko accept kiya aur finally humdono prem panchi humesha ke liye ek hogayee.

Have you really read my story? Ya just completed the formality BTW thanks men

 

[Jaguaar]

Have you really read my story? Ya just completed the formality BTW thanks men

I have read it. Actually I don't comment a lot on english

Thats why I wrote only 2 sentence

 

[Jaguaar]

Luck Favors the Brave…​

Spoiler

Year: 2060

Chataakh…. Chataakh… kee aawaz ke sath Leera ke chootad hil gaye…

woh abhee abhee nadee se naha kar nikalee thee… aur iss samay t-shirt pehan rahee thee… ke Aryan us ke gudaaz nitamb keval panty mein dekh kar apne aap par kaboo na rakh saka… aur uss ke gol aur sadol chootadon par dhayen dhayen do thapad jad diye…

Leera ab t-shirt pehan chukee thee… uss ko ghussa to aaya… magar Aryan ka muskurata chehara dekh kar munh bannatee huee munh phair liya aur muskurate hue jeans pehanane lagee…

Aryan ne bhee turant hee apnee shirt aur jeans utaar kar… Leera ko kehate hue “saavadhaan rehana aur cover dena…”… aur apnee gun bhee Leera ke paas rakhte hue khud bhee nadee mein chalang laga dee nahaane ke liye…

Peeche se Leera chillayee… “haan kameene… besharam… jao paani mein doob maro…”

Donon 24 ghanton se zayada samay se saath the… aur donon ko aesa surakshit maahol aur paani naseeb na huaa thaa nahaane ke liye…

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Aryan… “Netherlands” kee raajadhaanee “Amdsterdam” mein shandar “Johan Cruyff Arena” ke “Octagon” mein apne mukabil fighter ke saamne khada tha… Referee donon pratiyogiyon ko MMA tournament kee final fight ke rules bata raha tha… donon bahut achhe fighters the… aur kade mukabalon ke baad final mein pohanche the…

Aryan iss MMA tournament ke liye apnee Mata, Pita ke aashirwaad aur praarthana aur desh ke bohat saare chahane waalon kee shubhakaamanaon ke saath Kolkata se Amsterdam keval jeetane ke liye pohancha tha… uss ko apnee kadee prashikshan aur prerak shakti par aastha thee…

Arena mein har taraf atyadhik shor thaa… crowd bhee is final fight ke liye utsaahee aur aik achha mukabala dekhne ke liye utsuk the…

Aryan ka shareer mazboot, maansal, aur ghateela tha… uss ka 8 pack abs wala shareer Arena kee roshaniyon mein chamak raha tha…

Referee ladayee shuroo hone ka ishara karte hue peeche ko hata hee tha ke aik zordar dhamaka hua aur phir to jesse har taraf aik ke baad aik dhamaka hone laga… aese lag raha tha… jesse kayaamat hee aagayee ho… har taraf andhera chaa gaya… raat ke iss samay jab 8 baj rahe the… Arena… mein har taraf andhera… insaanon kee cheekhen… shor…. Dhamake….

Aryan ko bhee kaheen bhee kuch naa dikh raha tha… woh bhee sab logon kee tarah se anjaan tha ke aakhir hua kayaa he… Arena jo ke center se open tha… Aryan ne jab oopar kee taraf dekhaa to uss ka dil dehal gaya… aasman poora laal tha… har taraf ajeeb see surkh rang kee bijliyaan chamak garaj raheen theen…

Pehale to Aryan ko kuch samajh naa aaya… aur phir Arena kee deewaren tootane kee aawaz aayee… woh bhee doosron kee tarah daud kar bahar kee taraf nikala… Arena se bahar road par bhee adhik burree halat thee… gaadiyan aik doosre ke oopar ulatee padee theen… lashen har taraf bhikaree hueen thee… achanak aik aur dhamaka hua zor ka uss se kuch door… aik second ke liye har taraf roshanee ho gayee thee…

Dhamaka ke saath hee… woh bhee door ja gira… usse koyee chot naa lagee… jaldee se uth khada hua… bhaaga… apne hotel kee taraf jo Arena se kuch door tha… aur uss ke saamne poora hotel jesse matti aur concrete ka dher tha… uss taraf zayada tabahee huee thee… bepanah dhool thee us taraf…

Ab khauf uss par bhee apnaa asar jamaa raha tha… iss aatank bhare maahol mein saans lena bhee mushkil tha… har aik vyakti bas apnee dhun mein apnee jaan bachane ke liye bhag raha tha… aesa laga raha tha jesse sab log pagal ho gaye hon…

Ab kuch kuch usse samajh mein aaraha tha… oopar aasmaan mein se bijli ki tarah se laal rang kee laser chamaktee huee zameen se takratee thee to bohat zor ka dhamaka aur roshanee pheltee thee… uss ke baad wo jagah tabah ho jatee thee… yeh to koyee gambheer maamla lag raha thaa… aur phir uss ka khayaal gaya unn news kee oar jo kuch samay se khatra bata rahe the… aliens ke attack ka…

Phir aik taraf ko bhagte hue paon ke neeche pathar aaya… to woh dard se chila utha… uss ke haathon aur peron par “wraps” bandhe hue the…. Aur keval aik fighting boxers mein tha… uss ko badan dhanpne ke liye kapde aur shoes chahiye the…

Itanee bhayanak tabahee dekhane ke baad jaane aage kis tarah ke haalat ka saamna karna pade…

woh abhee soch hee raha tha ke… kissi ne uss ko uss ke naam se pukara… uss ne bhagte hue dekha to wo iss fight ka organizer tha… woh Dutch tha… uss ka naam Frank tha… Frank ke haath mein mobile tha jis kee torch on thee…

Frank… “dekho meri maano… ab yahan safe naheen he… yadi buildings neeche giren gee to ham bhee in mein dab kar mar sakte hein… yahan se kuch door aik park he… wahan ped hein aur khulee jagah he to shayad wahan safe ho…

Aryan ko Frank kee baat theek lagee… aur uss ke saath chal padaa…

Frank uss ke saath saath dodte hue uss kee taraf dekh kar bola… “kapde kaheen se lelo…”

Aryan… herat se usse dekhane laga… “kapade… wo kahan se loon… sab kuch to tabah ho gaya he…”

Frank… “mere kehane ka matlab tha ke… yeh jo log mare hue hein in mein se kissi ke kapade apnee size dekh ke utaar lo…”

Aryan ko uss kee baat kuch samay ke liye ajeeb lagee magar phir uss ne bhee yahee socha ke yeh theek keh raha he… uss ko raaste mein aik laash nazar aayee jis ka sar ghayab tha… magar wo tha uss kee heee size ka…

Aryan uss ke pass ruk gaya… Frank bhee ruk gaya… Aryan ne jaldee se… pehale uss mrt vyaktee ke shoes utare… phir jeans… aur uss ke baad shirt… shirt par khoon laga huaa tha… magar yeh samay inn sab baton ke sochane ka nahee tha…

Kapde pehanane ke baad donon phir se park kee taraf dodne lage… wo bhaagyashaalee the… uss block se jese hee kuch aage gaye… peeche aik zordar dhamaka hua aur corner walee building seconds mein raakh ka dher bann gayee…

Un donon kee bhagane kee gati darr ke kaaran adhik badh ayee…

Jald hee woh donon park ke paas pohanch gaye… wahan pohanch kar andaza hua ke un ka nirnay theek tha… wahan aik civil defence ka officer kuch logon ko park mein ikhata kar raha tha… aur sab ko yahee kehe raha tha ke apne apne mobile phones aur doosaree iss tarah kee cheezen off karden jo ke signals transmit karteen hon…

Aryan ke paas to kuch tha hee naheen… Frank ne apna mobile phone off kardiya… Aryan ne anumaan lagaya ke koyee 100 ke kareeb log yahan par moujood the… aurten aur bachhe ro rahe the…

Officer ne kuch mardon ko kaha ke wo log sab ko shaant karayen… aur himmat Karen… panic karne se koyee fayada naheen he… aur sab aik kataar mein aajayen… bache aur aurten sab se aage aur un ke peeche mard…

Logon ke poochane par officer ne bataya abhee kissi ko naheen pata ke hua kaya he… aur yeh attack kis ne kiya he… keval itana hee shak he ke koyee alien force he… kissi aur planet se… shayad uss ne attack kiya ho prithvi par… poora communication suytem jam ho chukka he… naa koyee network naa hee koyee satellite system kaam kar raha he…

Jab sab log aik kataar mein khade ho gaye to officer ne unn ko guide karte hue park se thode door aik jagah le gaya… jahan par aik ground kee side mein aik bunker banna hua tha… uss bunker ka gate keval kareeb aane se hee nazar aata tha…

Sab log aik aik karke… bunker ke andar aagaye… andar battery ke kaaran roshanee thee… uss officer ne kaha ke woh ab bahar jaye ga doosron kee madad karne ke liye… aur yahan 2-3 mard aur aik mahila chahiye jo yahan in sab logon ko control aur guide Karen…

Frank uss kee baat sun kar aage aaya aur apna aur Aryan ka naam diya… ussi samay aik gore rang, lambe kad kee ladkee bhee aage aayee… European lag rahee thee… Leera naam tha us ka… koyee aur samay hota to Aryan uss khubsoorat ladkee ke akarshak angon kee oar dekhta magar iss dehshat aur khauf ke maahol ne jesse keval zinda rehane ke siva har cheez se dhyaan hata diya tha…

Leera aage badhee aur uss officer se kaha ke wo aik Moroccan tourist he aur Rabat mein police officer he… aur trained Paramedic bhee he… uss kee baat sun kar officer ne santushti dikahte hue… Frank, Aryan aur uss ladkee ko kaha ke wo log yahan control kare sab ko… aur bataya ke aik side cabinet mein aik manual rakha he wo nikal kar padh len aur khud bahar nikal gaya…

Leera aage badh kar deewar mein bannee cabinet kholee aur us mein se aik book nikalee jis par “bunker manual” likha hua tha… wo padhne lagee… Aryan soch raha tha ke Frank ne bekaar mein apna aur uss ka naam volunteer kar diya… Frank aur uss ko konsa gayan tha aesee situation ko handle karne ka… magar wo ghalat tha…

Frank jo ke Leera kee taraf dekh raha tha… uss kee taraf aage badhte hue bola…

Frank… “mein aik retired army officer hun…”

Leera… “ok… good… yeh to acha hua…”

Ab Aryan yeh soch rah tha ke aik police officer aur doosra retired army officer to yeh khud hee sambhalen ge… mein aik taraf ja kar bethata hun…

Frank Aryan kee taraf dekhate hue bola… “tum 5 – 6 sehatmand mardon ko chunn kar kone mein rakhe mats neeche zameen par bichao…” aur phir Leera ko dekh kar bola… “tum bachon aur aurton ko aik taraf kar do aur count karo ke kitane hein…”

Aur khud Frank cabinet ko check karne laga…

Aryan ne aese hee kiya aur kuch aur mardon kee madad se zameen par mats bichaa deen…

Leera bhee apna kaam kar rahee thee… mats bichane ke baad… sab aurton aur bachon ko bitha diya gaya… total 109 log the Frank, Leera aur Aryan ko milaa kar… jin mein se 60 aurten aur bache the… Sab darre hue aur khaufzada the… kuch bache ro rahe the… halkee aawaz mein… kuch aurton kee aankhon mein aansoo thee…

Frank ne bataya ke dried food ke kuch tins rakhe hein cabinet mein… lekin itane saare logon ke liye kam hinge… yahan kitna samay rukna pade ga kuch pataa nahee…

aik mard ne sawaal kiya ke… “attackers iss bunker mein andar to nahee aa sakte naa…”

Frank… “dekho abhee kuch bhee kehana ya samajhana asaamayik he… yadi yeh yathaarth mein koyee aliens attack he to yeh jaan lo ke hamaree body heat ko bhee detect kar sakte hein… iss liye ham mardon ko hoshiyaar rahana hoga har ghatana se mukabale ke liye…”

Wohee mard phir bola… “khalee haath mukabale ke liye…”

Frank… “zinda rehane ke liye apne hathon ko hathiyar bannana hee padtaa he… keval himmat ho to…”

Jaane kitana samay guzar gaya… bunker mein bahar se dhamakon kee keval halkee aawaz aarahee thee… aur aahista aahista wo bhee aana band ho gayee…

Aurton aur bachon mein dried chickpeas (chhole) aur powder milk distribute kiye gaye… mardon ne abhee kuch na khaya… un ke saath Leera bhee thee…

Wrist watch se time dekhane par pata chala ke iss samay subah ke 6 baj rahe the… ab bilkul khamoshee thee… kuch mardon ne salaah dee ke chupke se bahar se nikal kar dekha jaye ke halaat kesse hein… Frank ne iss sujhaav ka virodh karte hue kaha ke uss officer ka wait karna chhaiye… magar sab ka khayaal tha ke jaane wo officer zinda bacha hoga ke naheen…

Bache aur aurten so rahe the… kuch mard bhee so chukke the… neend to soolee par bhee aajaatee he… yeh baat uss samay 100 pratishat sach lag rahee thee…

Kuchh log charcha kar rahe the ki scientists daava kar rahe the ki maanav itana shaktishaalee ho gaya hai ki prthavi kissi alien hamale ka saamana kar sakatee hai... un daavon ka kya hua....

Aryan ke mann mein bhee yahee vichaar the ke maanav kee itanee saree pragati ka kaya fayada hua… kaya insaan itana shaktiheen he ke aliens ne kuch samay mein hee itanee badee badee buildings ko dher kar diya… seconds mein itanee saaree lashen gira deen…

Aryan ko apnee Mata aur Pita kee yaad aayee… jaane wo log kis haal mein honge… phir unn ke liye dil mein praarthana karne laga… uss ne dekha ke Leera bhee sar jhukaye kuch soch rahee he…

Aryan ne Leera se kaha… “tum bhee jakar un aurton ke paas jakar aaram karlo…”

Leera muskura kar uss kee taraf dekahte hue…. “itanee bhee naazuk naheen hun mein… chaho to tum aaram karlo…”

Aryan… “mein bhee naazuk naheen hun… aik MMA fighter hun…”

Leera… shak se bharee nazron se uss kee taraf dekhatee huee… “sach mein…???” aur muskurane lagee…

Aryan samajh gaya ke Leera ko iss kee baat par vishvaas naheen hua… kuch dair khamosh rehane ke baad poochaa… “apnee family ko yaad kar rahee ho…???”

Leera… “naheen meri family mein koyee nahee he… mein soch rahee hun ke kab tak ham yun iss bunker mein rahen ge… yadi aliens yahan aa gaye to ham unn ke liye aasaan shikaar hon ge…”

Aryan… “yadi iss bunker se bahar honge to ham unn aliens ka kaya ukhaad len ge…”

Leera… “bahar honge to kuch naa kuch pratirodh kar hee len ge… yahan par to ham choohon kee tarah se band hein… keval koyee bhee aaye to hamen aaram se khatam karde…”

Aryan… “to kaya tum bahar jaane ka soch rahee ho…”

Leera… “haan…”

“…chalo ge mere saath bahar…??”

Aryan uss kee yeh baat sun kar chup ho gaya… wo duvidha mein pad gaya tha… faisla karna itnana aasaan nahee thaa uss ke liye… us ne dekha ke saare mard aur Frank bhee aankhen band karke let gaye hein… shayad thak chukke the…

Leera bhee sab logon ko dekh rahee thee… lights unhon ne pehale hee band kar deen thee battery kee charge bachaane ke liye… keval aik hee light on thee bunker kee…

Leera ne ishara kiya Aryan ko bahar nikalne ke liye… aur dheere se uth kar darwaaze ke paas ho gayee… phir se mud kar dekha Aryan ko… iss baar Aryan bhe uth khada hua aur uss ke paas aagaya… donon ne dheere se darwaaze ko bahut aahista se khola… aur bahar nikal kar band kar diya…

Bahar halkee roshanee ho gayee thee… surya kee kirnen phail raheen theen… keval har taraf dher thaa concrete ka… sab buildings tabah ho chukee theen… koyee insaan nahee dikhaa un donon ko…

Leera… “uff… itanee tabahee…”

Aryan ne zor se saans lee to uss ko aesa laga jesse vaayumandal mein koyee teekhee gandh vaalee gas phelee huee ho…

Uss ne turant Leera ko kaha… “hamen apne aap ko cover karna hoga… shayad yahan koyee gas spray kiya he aliens ne… haanikarak ho saktee hamare liye…”

Leera ne bhee uss ke saath sahamatee dikahte hue apne munh aur naak ko apne haathon se cover karliya…

Aryan ne uss ko wapis bunker mein jaane ka kaha… Leera ne bhee haan mein sar hilate hue jesse hee kadam aage badhahe… kuch aawaz aayee… jaise koyee gaadee kaa shor ho… wo donon jaldi se aik ped kee aad mein ho gaye… un ke aas paas bohat saare ped the…

Ussi samay… kuch door park ke center mein aik udane walee gaadee… jis ka size aur shape aik rickshaw jaisaa tha… wo neeche land kargayee… uss mein se do aliens bahar aaye… badee ajeeb shakal thee un donon kee… poora rang surkh… unn ke sar lambe the jesse tarbooz… aur haath pair chote chote… kad keval 4 feet… shareer zayaada mazboot naheen lag rahe the… uniform bhee laal rang ka pehana hua thaa… aur donon ke haath mein ajeeb see gun thee jis ke aage aik nozzle bannee huee thee… wo donon idhar udhar dekh rahe the… jesse kuch doondh rahe hon…

Aryan ne kuch bolna chaha… magar Leera ne usse ungalee ke ishare se chup rehane ko kaha…

Aik alien ne apne uniform par lage hue aik button ko press kiya… aur saath he kissi se kuch baat karne laga… shayad uss ke uniform mein transmitor laga hua tha… uss kee bhaasha samajh mein nahee aarahee thee… baat khatam karke uss ne doosare ko aik taraf jaane ka ishara kar ke khud uss ped kee taraf aane laga jahan Aryan aur Leera chuppe hue the…

Iss se pehale ke Aryan kuch karne ka sochataa… Leera bijli kee tezi se ped par chad gayee… jesse ke wo koyee billi ho… Aryan uss kee phurtee dekh kar heraan rah gaya… pehale to uss ne bhee ped par chadhahne ka socha magar phir uss ne socha ke uss kee ped par chadne kee gati Leera jitanee tez naheen aur alien bhee ab 50 meter door tha ped se… agar Aryan ab koyee harkat karta to nishchit roop se alien ko pata chal jata…

Doosara alien un se koyee 200 meter doo ja chuka tha… inn ke paas aata hua alien ped se kuch door ruk kar ped kee taraf oopar ko dekhane laga… Aryan ko aesa laga jesse uss ko Leera nazar aagayee ho… magar phir Aryan ne intezaar karne ka sochate hue yeh soch liya ke yadi alien ne gun ped kee taraf point kee to phir uss par attack karega… phir dekha jayega… jo ho so ho… phir achanak hee alien palata aur doosaree tarf dekahne laga… ab alien ka munh doosaree taraf tha…

Aryan aik hee pal mein somersault lagate hue alien ke peeche pohanch gaya… iss se pehale ke alien mudta uss kee taraf… Aryan ne aik hath se uss kee gun wala haath pakada aur doosre hath se uss ka munh dabate hue uss ko oopar utha liya… alien uss ke apeksha se bhee zayada halke wazan ka tha… wo alien ko ghaseetate hue uss ped ke peeche le aaya… utanee dair mein Leera neeche aagayee thee ped se… aur apne haath mein pakade hue army knife ko aik second se bhee kam samay mein uss alien kee garden par pher diya…

Aryan ne alien ke badan ko uss samay tak naa chodaa jab tak ke uss kaa tadapata jism thanda na ho gaya… Leera ne uss ke haath me pakadee huee gun pakad lee… aur uss kee laash ko iss tarah se ped ke peeche kahada kar diya ke doosare alien ko naa dikhe…

Aryan aur Leera ne khamoshee se aik doosare ko dekha aur nazron hee nazron mein aik doosare ko saraahaa… phir dono ne aik doosare ko ultee disha mein jaane ka ishara karte hue jaldee se hee apnee apnee side mein zameen par roll karte hue pedon ke peeche chale gaye…

Itanee dair mein doosaree taraf wala alien bhee wapis palat chukka tha aur shayad apne saathee ko ghayab dekh kar khamoshee se khada idhar udhar dekhata raha… phir uss ne apne munh se ajeeb see aawaz nikalee… shayad apne saathi ko pukaar raha ho… koyee jawaab na milane par wo aage chalta hua unn kee taraf aane laga tez kadamon se…

Wo keval 50 meter hee door tha ke aik dam ruk kar sar oopar ko uthaa kar kuch soonghane laga… yaa to uss ko smell aarahee thee insaan kee yaa phir apne saathi ke khoon kee… Aryan ne dil mein sochaa… “in haram ke jannon ke khoon mein bhee kashish hotee he kaya…???”

Phir wo bilkul alert andaaz mein uss ped kee taraf aage badhne laga… jis ke peeche uss ke saathi kee laash thee… uss ne gun bhee iss andaz mein pakadee huee thee ke yadi Leera ya Aryan zara bhee harkat karte to wo fire kar deta… Leera aur Aryan uss ke nazdeek aane ka intezaar kar rahe the…

Achanak Aryan ko aesa laga jesse aik pal ke liye uss kee aankhon ke aage andhera chaa gaya ho… uss ko apnaa saans ghutataa hua laga… uss ka khayaal gayaa gas kee oar… yahee haal Leera ka tha… donon ne apne hosh par niyantran rakhate hue… alert rehane kee koshish kee… Aryan ne apnee saans ko andar hee rokte hue apne sar ko jhatak kar apna dhayaan laga diya alien kee oar… jo ab keval 20 meter hee door tha…

Alien ne phir se koyee ajeeb see aawaz nikalee… jesse phir se apne saathee ko pukara ho… wo phir se ruk gaya thaa… idhar udhar dekhne laga… Aryan ko aesa laga jesse alien ne Leera ko dekh liya ho ped kee aad mein chuppe hue… aur dheere dheere udhar ko jaane laga… Aryan tayaar ho gaya action ke liye… udhar Leera bhee alien ke kareeb aane ka intezaar kar rahee thee… wo jaan chukee thee ke alien ne uss ko dekh liya he…

Alien ne ped se thoda door ruk kar gun seedhi kee… iss se pehale ke wo fire karta… Leera kee taraf… Aryan ne aik khatarnaak faisala lete hue… zameen par roll karte hue… alien kee taraf badhaa… alien ne aawaz sunte hee apne aap ko ghumaa kar fire kar diya Aryan kee taraf… Aryan bhee sachet tha… wo zameen par roll karte karte oopar hawaa mein uchhal gaya… jahan wo aik pal pehale tha… wahan zameen par laser beam se aag lag gayee thee…

Aryan ne ab neeche aate hue… aik zordar flying kick maaree alien ke sar par… uss ke girne se uss ke haath se gun nikal gayee… itanee dair mein Leera bhee aachukee thee aage aur phir aik jhatake mein hee uss ne apne army knife se alien ka gala cheer diya…

Aryan ne uss kee taraf dekhate hue socha… “saalee kasaee ke khandan se he… yaa phir khoon kee payasee dayan he…” aur apne hee vichaar par muskurane laga…

Leera… uss kee taraf dekhate hue… “yeh samay yun khade reh kar khush hone ka naheen… hamen jald yahan se nikalna hoga… is se pehale ke ham behosh ho jayen gas ke kaaran…”

Aryan ne sahamatee se sar ko hilate hue… doosre alien kee gun uthaa lee aur bunker kee taraf badhaa…

Leera… “naheen Aryan… ham bunker mein ab yun darr kar chhupp kar naheen beth sakte… ham mukabala Karen ge aliens ka…” aur phir Leera uss ke jawab ka intezaar kiye binaa hee aliens kee gadee… space-rickshaw kee taraf chal padee…

Aryan aik thandee saans bharte hue uss ke peeche chal padaa… “hye re naari….”

Leera… “ham prithvi maa ko tabah hote naheen dekh sakte… ya to ham banen ge… prithvi ke rakshak… ya phir hamara khoon bhee iss kee matti mein mil jaye ga…”

Aryan sochta raha ke… kesee ladkee he ye… itanee bhaavak… aur kuch samay pehale kis aaraam se itanee krurta se iss ne do aliens ka gala cheer diya tha…

Leera space-rickshaw ka darwaza kholne kee koshish karne lagee… darwaza naheen khul raha tha… achanak wo bina kuch kahe peeche paltee aur aliens kee lashon ke paas aakar aik ke hathon se gloves utaare aur wo pehan kar jesse hee darwaze ke handle par haath rakha… darwaza khul gaya… andar aakar… uss ne system ko check kiya… jitna bhee system tha… saamne panel par tha…

Aryan… bhee gadee mein bethate hue bola… “kaheen ham ghaltee to naheen kar rahe… in pedon ke cover mein ham camoflauged hein… iss gadee mein bethane ka matlab yeh ke ham fly karne ke baad aik to ham aliens kee nazar mein aajayen ge doosare yeh ke ham abhee un kee strengths aur weaknesses bhee naheen jaante… to ham un se mukabala kese Karen ge…”

Leera… “bilkul theek kaha… jab ham un kee strengths aur weaknesses naheen jaante to hamen apnee strength par ladna hoga… aur hamaree strength iss samay hamara jazba he prithvi ko bachane ka…”

Leera kuch smaay chup rehane ke baad… phir bolee… “ham yahan choohon kee tarah se chuppe reh kar moat ka intezaar naheen kar sakte… ye aliens aik aik karke ham sab ko khatam karden ge… aaur wesse bhee mera andaza yeh he ke yeh aliens shareer se itane strong naheen hein… keval in kee technology advanced he…”

Leera ne aik bade se button ko press kiya to gadee ka engine start ho gaya… donon ne seat belts bandh leen… uss gadee mein keval 2 logon ke hee bethane kee jagah thee… aur phir gadee seedhee oopar fizaa mein buland hotee gayee… aur phir Leera ne panel par lage kuch buttons ko press karke un ke functions check kiye…

aur phir Leera… Aryan kee taraf dekh kar muskurayee… aur kaha… “luck favors the brave…”

Aryan uss ke baat sun kar muskuraya… “shayad ye aliens uss gas se immune hein issi liye unhon ne koyee mask naheen lagaya hua tha…” Leera ne ‘haan’ mein gardan hilayee…

Jab space-rickshaw 1000 meters oopar ko uth gaya to unhen kuch door wessa hee aik aur space-rickshaw nazar aaya jo ke north kee taraf jaa raha tha… Leera ne gaadee ka steering uss taraf kar diya… neeche har taraf matti aur concrete ke dher the… sab buildings tabah ho chukeen thee…

Achanak… panel par lage aik chote se speaker se ajeeb see aliens kee aawaz nikalee… yeh donon chup rahe… wo aawaz doobara se repeat huee… yeh donon phir bhee chup rahe… aur uss space-rickshaw kee peeche chalte rahe… aawaz band ho gayee… koyee 20 kilometer ke baad wo space-rickshaw neeche utarne laga… jahan wo utar raha tha wahan aik godown ke jaisee building thee…

ab Leera ne us bade button ke saath lage aik chote button ko press kiya to space-rickshaw waheen space mein hee thehar gaya aur phir neeche ko utarne laga… aur bohat smooth tareeke se neeche land kar gayee… wo log 1 kilometer door the uss godown se…

Leera aur Aryan donon bahar nikale… aur aik doosre ko dekhane lage…

phir Leera bolee… “hamen do alag disha se aage jaana hoga…”

Aryan sahmat thaa uss se… wo donon alag ho kar vibhinn raaston se aage badhe… Aryan jis disha se aage gaya… uss ko wahan aese 2 aur space-rickshaw dikhe… aik to abhee utara tha aur doosara pehale se wahan tha…

Jab dooree 500 meter rah gayee to Aryan neeche bethate hue… hop karte hue aage badhne laga… doosree taraf Leera ko godown kee side mein 1 alien bahar khada dikha… wo zameen par crawl karte hue aage badhane lagee…

Aryan pehale pohancha gadiyon ke paas aur wahan se uss ne godown kee taraf dekha… koyee nazar naa ayaa… lakdee ka darwaza band tha… uss ne fire kiya donon space-rickshaw par… halke se dhamake se donon ko aag lag gayee…

Leera ne alien ko dhamaka hone par udhar mudte dekha to uss ke sar ko nishana bannate hue fire kardiya… halke dhamake ke saath uss ka sar phat gaya… aur wo waheen gir gaya…

Ussi samay godown ke andar se 5 aliens bhagte hue bahar ko nikale… aik taraf se Aryan ne aur doosree taraf se Leera ne fire kiya aur fire karte hee apnee position bhee badal lee… 2 aliens to dher hogaye… baaki 2 ne fire kiya Leera aur Aryan par… magar wo apnee jagah change kar chuke the… agle fire ke saath 2 aur aliens nishana banne… 5th alien peeche ko bhaga aur godown mein andar ja kar… darwaaze ka cover lekar Aryan kee taraf fire kiya… wo theek se anuman naheen laga paya tha ke unn par firing 2 taraf se huee thee…

Aryan ne roll karte hue apnee position change kee… Leera kee side se wo alien target par tha… Leera ne turant uss par fire kiya… jis ne seedhe hee us ka sar udda diya…

Kuch samay wo donon apnee apnee jagah par khamosh pade rahe… iss area mein gas ka prabhaav naheen tha… shayad unhon ne yahan gas spray naheen kiya tha… 5 minute guzarne ke baad wo donon zameen par rengte hue aage badhe aur godown kee side se hee rengte hue andar aagaye… godown aik bada hall tha jis mein andar keval kuch chairs aur aik table thee…

Donon ne saaree guns uthaa leen… aur wapis ussi space-rickshaw kee taraf jaane lage…

Leera… “itanee badee prithvi he… kitane aliens neeche utaren honge… aur un ka uddeshy kaya ho sakta he… prithvi par hamla karne ka…”

Aryan… “wo bhee pata chal hee jaye ga… abhee to bhook lag rahee he… chalo wapis bunker kee taraf chalte hein… aur guns un ko bhee deten hein…”

Donon bunker wapis pohanche… wahan sab ko saantvana dee aur 3 guns Frank ko deen aur aik-aik extra gun apne paas rakhee… kuch khushk chhole khaye… Frank ne un donon ko rokne kee koshish kee magar wo donon nikal aaye bahar…

aur phir se space-rickshaw oopar aakash mein tha…

donon bade ghaur se idhar udhar dekh rahe the… ke kaheen aur aesa space-rickshaw nazar aaye…

phir se aawaaz aayee speaker se… yeh donon chup rahe…

50 kilometer door jaane ke baad kuch naa dikha to Leera ne space-rickshaw ko doosaree disha mein mod diya… 40-50 km ke baad aik chotee see pahadee kee side mein un ko door se aik ground mein 200 se zayada log bethe hue dikhe… un se kuch door 2 space-rickshaw zameen par khade the… Leera samajh gayee ke yahan aliens honge… uss ne 1 km door space-rickshaw neeche utaara…

Donon bahut saavadhaanee se un ke nazdeek hue crawl karte hue… wo log bandee banne hue the… aur 2-2 aliens un ke oopar pehraa de rahe the alag side se…

Pehale kee tarah se Aryan aur Leera ne un aliens ko fire karke maar diya… wahan sab se mahatvapoorn baat yeh thee ke wo civil defense officer bhee bandee tha… Leeera ne uss officer ko in sab logon ko kissi bunker kee taraf le jaane ka kaha… aur khud waheen rahe un sab ke jaane ke baad… space-rickshaw destroy kardiye unhon ne…

Leera aur Aryan pooree raat jaagte rahe the… whan pahadee ke paas un ko kuch ped aur ghaas dikhee… waheen un donon ne socha ke kuch dair aaram karliya jaye… neend naa karne aur thakan ke kaaran un donon ko jald hee neend aagayee… jab uthe to shaam ho chukee thee…

Wo theek samay par jaage the… kyunke aakash par se ikhate 4 space-rickshaw un se kuch door neeche utar rahe the… wo pedon kee jhund kee aad mein hogaye… iss aasha mein ke yeh 8 aliens jab bhaagon mein vibhaajit honge to in ko maarna aasan hoga… magar un aliens ne aesa na karte hue aik saath aakar tabah hue space-rickshaw ko dekha aur unn aliens kee lashen dekhane ke baad udhar search karne lage…

donon ne yeh dekhate hue nirnay liya ke un ko pahadee kee taraf koyee chupane kee jagah dhoondnee chahiye… aur phir donon pahadee kee tarf chal pade… aik jagah par un donon ko aik daraad nazar aayee jo bohat tang thee… magar samay nahee tha un dono ke paas… aik-aik karke wo donon uss crack mein andar gaye… keval itanee he jagah thee ke aik vyakti hee andar chup kar khada ho sakta tha… majbooree thee to dono ko aik doosare se chipak kar khada hona pada…

kuch samay ke baad un donon ko bahar chalne kee aawaz aayee… wo donon apnee apne guns nikal kar alert the… uss taraf light bhee padee magar jagah tang hone ke kaaran… shayad un ko kuch nazar na aaya… aur phir kadmon kee aawazen door hone lageen… adhe ghnate yun chipak kar khade rehane ke kaaran Aryan kuch utejit hone laga… uss ka utejit hona… Leera mehsoos kar gayee… uss ka seena pooree tarah se dhansa hua tha Aryan kee chhaatee mein…

Aryan… “bahar nikalen…??”

Leera kee aawaz mein shararat thee… “kyun… tumhen mera saath achha naheen lag raha…”

Aryan ko aesa laga jesse Leera ko bhee us ka yun paas hona burra nahee laga he… uss ne koyee jawaab diye bina… apnee banhon se Leera ko jakad liya… Leera ne koyee aapatti na dikhate hue khud uss ke kandhe par apna sar tika diya…

Aryan… “mein nahee jaanta ke ham jo ladaee lad rahen hein iss ka kaya anjaam hoga… magar meri praarthana he ke tum zindaa raho…”

Leera… “aur mein chhatee hun ke ham donon hee zinda rahen aik doosare ke liye…”

Yeh kehte ke saath Leera ne Aryan ke honto ko choom liya… aur phir se apna sar rakh diya us ke kandhe par…

Kuch samay ke baad dono bahar ko sarakne lage… shayad aliens jaa chuke the… har taraf sannaata pasara hua tha…

Donon pahadee se ghoom kar wapis ussi jagah aaye to heraan reh gaye ke jo space-rickshaw par wo yahan aaye the… wo ghayab tha… aur doosare space-rickshaw bhee ghayab the… shayad aliens bhee wahan se ja chuke the…

Ab wo donon yeh soch rahe the ke kahan jayen ab… paidal pairon par kitana chalen ge aur kahan jayen ge… raat majbooree mein un pedon ke jhund ke neeche donon ne aik doosare ke banhon mein guzaaree… subah hote hee wo donon aik taraf ko chal pade…

Kaafi door chalne ek baad un donon ko aik nadee nazar aayee to donon ne socha ke naha kar fresh ho jayen…

Pehale Leera ne naha liya aur baad mein Aryan ne… naha kar donon phir se sochane lage ke kis taraf jayen aur ab kaya Karen… abhee wo iss mudde par baat kar hee rahe the ke achanak phir aakaash se 4 space-rickshaw neeche aate dikhe… wo donon khule ground par the… aas paas koyee ped ya koyee aur cover naa tha… wo donon aik taraf ko daude… magar un ke anumaan se pehale wo space-rickshaw un ke paas aagaye the… aur iss baar wo neeche na utare balke aik space-rickshaw se un par gas spray hone lagee… gas kee maatra zayada hone ke kaaran donon kuch palon mein hee behosh ho kar gir pade…

Donon mein se pehale Aryan ko hosh aaya… uss ka sar dard kar raha tha… shayad gas ke kaaran… uss ne nazar ghuma kar dekha to wo aur Leera donon aik 8x8 ke jail kee trah ke kamre mein kaid the… uss kaid khane mein bohat halkee roshanee thee… Aryan ne haath aage badhaa kar Leera ko hillaya… thodee dair ke baad uss ne bhee aankhen khol deen…

Leera… “ham log kahan hein… yeh koyee jail he…”

Aryan… “haan… ham donon ko aliens ne bandee banna liya he…”

Leera… “yeh hamare saath kaya Karen ge…” uss kee aawaz mein mayussee thee…

Aryan… “tum kab se himmat harne lageen… tum to bohat bahadur ho… hosla karo…”

Leera… “tum se milane se pehale mujhe kissi baat ka darr nahee tha… ab mein jeena chahtee hun… tumhare liye… ham donon ke liye…”

Aryan kuch na bola magar uss ka haath pakad kar uss ko saantvana dee… aur oopar nazar utha kar idhar udhar dekhane laga… kuch hosh aane par uss ko aesa laga jesse paas wale kamre se kissi vyakti ke karahne kee aawaz aarahee he… jesse koyee bohat takleef mein ho… yeh baat uss ne Leera se naa kahee… ke wo pareshan naa ho jaye… uss ko chat se kuch neeche aik roshandaan dikhaa jahan se saath waale kamre mein dekha ja sakta tha…

Iss se pehale ke wo uth pata 3 aliens corridor mein se barrack ke saamne aagaye… 1 ke haath mein gun thee aur doosare ke haath mein aik chotaa sa instrument… teesaraa un ke peeche khada tha… aur uss teesare ka dress kuch alag tha… aur uss ke shoulder par kuch star banne hue the… shayad un ka commander tha… instrument waale ne lock par wo instrument rakha to darwaza khul gaya… aur phir wo teenon andar aagaye… jis ke haath mein gun thee… us ne kuch kaha… Leera aur Aryan ko kuch samajh naa aaya iss liye yeh donon chup rahe…

Thodee dair ke baad wo commander aage aaya aur Leera aur Aryan ke maathe ke paas koyee instrument lagaya jo ke aik palm-size tha… phir hata liya… uss ke baad wo commander bola… “tum total kitane ladaku ho prithavi par army mein”…

Aik to Aryan aur Leera ko heart huee ke ab unn ko aliens kee bhaasha samajh mein aarahee thee… shayad uss instrument kee madad se unn ke dimagh mein language feed kardee gayee thee… aur doosre uss prashn par bhee herat huee… wo to koyee army ka bhaag naheen the…

Phir himmat jutta kar Aryan bola… “army… naheen… naheen… ham to prithvi ke aam se vyakti hein… ham kissi army ke troops naheen hein…”

Commander… “tum jhoot bol rahe ho… yadi tum donon aam se vyakti hote to hamare itane saare saathee kesse maar dete…”

Phir wo apne saathee kee taraf mudaa aur uss se kaha ke… in donon ko torture room mein shift karo… dekhte hein ke wahan ye jhoot kese bolen ge… uss ke baad wo teenon bahar nikale… commander aur gun wala pehale chale gaye… jo reh gaya wo instrument se wapis lock karne laga…

Achanak se Leera ne aik harkat kar dee… wo zor zor se apne pait ko pakad kar chillane lagee…

Lock karne waale ne turant darwaza khol kar jesse hee poocha kaya hua… Leera ne uss par chalang lagate hue uss ka munh apne haath se band karte hue uss ko neck lock lagate hue barrack ke andar ghaseet liya… Aryan ne uss kee aik nerve dabaate hue usse behosh karke uss ke paas se instrument leliya… jaldee se barrack ko lock karke bahar nikalne ka sochate hue corridor mein aagaye… wo naheen jaante the ke wo donon saath wale room ke saamne aagaye hein…

uss room meiin se aik aawaz aayee… “tum log yahan se nikal naa paoge… mujhe azaad karo mein tumhen yahan se nikalne ka rastaa bataun ga…”

Aryan ne turant Leera se instrument lete hue uss barrack ka darwaza khola to donon heraan ho gaye… wo aik alien tha jo kaid tha… wo zakhamee thaa…

uss alien ne kaha ke “mera naam “REDO” he aur ab kuch aur samajhne aur sochane ka samay naheen he… mere saath aao…”

wo donon uss ke peeche chal pade… aage se kuch kadamon kee aawaz aayee to REDO ne unn ko aik deewar se lag jaane ka kaha… aane waale 2 alien the… un ke haathon mein guns theen… aik ko REDO ne aur doosare ko Aryan ne gira diya… wo achanak hamale ke kaaran na sambhal sake aur phir REDO un ko lekar aik tang se corridor kee tarf se le jaate hue… aik bohat bade kamre mein le aaya… wahan koyee naheen tha…

uss kamre ke aik kone mein 4x4 ka gol sa stage bana hua tha… REDO ne un ko aage aane ka keh kar… khud bhee us par chadh gaya aur phir un donon ko apne saath pakadte hue aik side mein laga hua button daba diya…

aik pal mein hee Aryan aur Leera ko aesa laga jesse wo behosh ho gaye hon… kaafi samay ke baad un ko hosh aaya... shayad kayee ghanton ke baad... donon aik safed rang ke kamre mein bed par the aur un ke sar ke oopar koyee topee jaisee machine lagee thee… aur un ke saamne kuch aliens khade hue the…

wahan par REDO bhee tha… uss ke saath alag tarah ke kapde pehane hue alien tha… jo sab se alag dikh raha tha…

REDO… “tum donon iss samay ‘SESONIKA’ planet par ho… mere saath iss planet ke king hein… ham kshamaasheel hein ke ham ne tumhare planet par ghalat information ke kaaran attack kiya… wo ghalat information yeh thee ke tumhare planet par CHRONOSPHERE-MACHINE he jo ‘SESONIKA’ ko tabah karne ke liye banayee gayee he… ham uss ghalat information ke kaaran wahan attack karne gaye… to ham ne jis tarah se wahan itanee aasanee se sab kuch tabah kardiya to mujhe andaza hua ke information ghalat thee aur jab mein ne apne Chief Commander ‘JELO’ ko yeh baat kahee to uss ne mujhe space-ship par kaid kardiya… jahan se mujhe tum logon ne bachaya aur mein tum donon ko wahan se ‘SESONIKA’ le aaya… yahan ham ne tumharee dimagh kaa ECT aur EEMG kiyaa aur apne King ke saamne ye saabit kiya ke prithvi abhee technology mein itanee advanced stage par nahee pohanchee ke CHRONOSPHERE-MACHINE banna sake… iss liye tumhare planet par attack karke ghalat kiya… ab ham tum donon ko wapis bhej rahen hein… tumhare planet par… aur ham ne apnee saaree forces wapis bulaleen hein aur ‘JELO’ ko bhee arrest kar liya he…”

Aryan aur Leera ko kuch samajh nahee aaraha tha…

Aryan jis ke chehare par ab pareshanee, uljhan ke bhaav the… “magar ‘JELO’ ne aesa kyun kiya…???”

Iss baar King bola…“durbhaagy se ‘JELO’ hamara chotta bhaee he… ussi ne yeh ghalat information hamen dee aur ham ne usse permission dee ke wo prithvi par attack kare… wo chief commander tha iss mission ka aur wo prithvi ko tabah karke apnee kingdom wahan bannana chahta tha…”

Phir REDO aage badhaa aur aik button press kiya… Aryan aur Leera phir se behosh ho gaye…

iss baar jab un donon kee aankh khulee to wo donon ussi nadee ke kinare pade hue the amsterdam mein… aik doosare ke paas aur saamne sooraj nikal kar bata raha tha ke aik nayee subah ho chukee he… phir se zindagi shuroo karne ke liye…

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THE END​

"from the repertoire of rusty blade…"​

Jabardasttt Storyyy

Bahot hi anokha topic liya aapne Alien attack ka. Aapne yeh dikha diya ke Alien attack hone se kyaa kyaa hosakta hai bhale hi yeh ek fantasy story thi.

Story ke starting mein aapne jo dikhaya usse toh laga ke yeh ek sex story hogi Aryan aur Leera ke beech. Par baad mein jo saamne aaya woh ekdum hi alag thaa.

Aryan aur Leera ne bahot achhe se mukabla kiyaa. Aur saath ladte ladte dono ko ekdusre se pyaar bhi hogyaa. Bahot hi gazab ki story thi. Maza aagaya padhke.

 

[rusty blade]

Jabardasttt Storyyy

Bahot hi anokha topic liya aapne Alien attack ka. Aapne yeh dikha diya ke Alien attack hone se kyaa kyaa hosakta hai bhale hi yeh ek fantasy story thi.

Story ke starting mein aapne jo dikhaya usse toh laga ke yeh ek sex story hogi Aryan aur Leera ke beech. Par baad mein jo saamne aaya woh ekdum hi alag thaa.

Aryan aur Leera ne bahot achhe se mukabla kiyaa. Aur saath ladte ladte dono ko ekdusre se pyaar bhi hogyaa. Bahot hi gazab ki story thi. Maza aagaya padhke.

Dhanayavaad bro... app ne saraahana kee... meri mehnat saphal ho gayee...

 

[rusty blade]

Story: Ajeeb Raat​

Writer: Geralt of Rivia​

Total word Count ~ 2600 approx.

Pehale to dost mein aap ko badhaee doonga ke aap ne bhaag liya iss contest mein… best of luck!!

Kahanee likahana koyee aasan kaam nahee he… yeh aik creative kaam he… jis ko writer apne khoon aur bhaavanaon se seench kar rachtaa he…

Bhaiya ji… yo theek naa kar rahe aap… forum ke andar bhooton kee kahaniyan sunnan lag rahe… aik ke baad aik bhoot… salaa pehale wo Aman… phir Sneha… saath mein uss ka bhai Roahit… baad mein uss rakshe waale ka bhee accident kara diya… wo bhee bechara ludhak gaya hon ga… ab wo dara raha hoga kissi na kissi ko… sankhya badhtee jaa rahee bhoton kee…

Bata raha hun bhai… yo theek naa kar rahe aap… adult forum mein bhoot…

Bro aik umdaa kahanee… yakeen kijiye… jab akhiri para padh raha tha tau aisa laga ke jesse aas paas mein se koyee sala bhoot nikal hee aaye ga bahar… abhee jab kuch dair pehale kahani padhnaa start kiya tau uss samay raat ke 11 bajne waale the… akela karma… yakeen karo bro kaafi darr laga… thodee dair ke liye khud se bhee sawaal kiya ke mein bhe ekoyee bhoot to naheen…

Yeh aik mystery based horror story lagee mujhe… romaanchak aur interesting theme… events ka flow bhee aik dam jhakaas… kaheen bhee kuch bhee na kam na zayada… shabd bhee khub soch ke aur sambhaal ke likhe har shabd ne apnaa khub asar choda… aik baar padhne ke baad jab apne senses ko control kiya to phir se jaldee se story ko pdahaa… review bhee to likhane tha naa tau… aik nayee baat dikhee… itane civilized bhoot… aur yeh waalee line to ghazab kee thee…

…“Meri ankho me ansu aa gye the, mujhe ummid nahi thi koi anjan meri help karega, par insaniyat abhi bhi zinda hai”…

Insaniyat zinda…???

Khub bahut khub….

Aap ke liye bhee daad dena pde gee ke aesee kahanee likhate samay bhee aap ne comical tareeke se likhaa… kayaa kamaal ka sense of humor he aap ka…

Shandar… adhbut bro… overall it was an excellent story…

Aap ke bhavishy ke prayaason ke lie shubhakaamanaen…

 

[Sigma Geralt]

Story: Ajeeb Raat​

Writer: Geralt of Rivia​

Total word Count ~ 2600 approx.

Pehale to dost mein aap ko badhaee doonga ke aap ne bhaag liya iss contest mein… best of luck!!

Kahanee likahana koyee aasan kaam nahee he… yeh aik creative kaam he… jis ko writer apne khoon aur bhaavanaon se seench kar rachtaa he…

Bhaiya ji… yo theek naa kar rahe aap… forum ke andar bhooton kee kahaniyan sunnan lag rahe… aik ke baad aik bhoot… salaa pehale wo Aman… phir Sneha… saath mein uss ka bhai Roahit… baad mein uss rakshe waale ka bhee accident kara diya… wo bhee bechara ludhak gaya hon ga… ab wo dara raha hoga kissi na kissi ko… sankhya badhtee jaa rahee bhoton kee…

Bata raha hun bhai… yo theek naa kar rahe aap… adult forum mein bhoot…

Bro aik umdaa kahanee… yakeen kijiye… jab akhiri para padh raha tha tau aisa laga ke jesse aas paas mein se koyee sala bhoot nikal hee aaye ga bahar… abhee jab kuch dair pehale kahani padhnaa start kiya tau uss samay raat ke 11 bajne waale the… akela karma… yakeen karo bro kaafi darr laga… thodee dair ke liye khud se bhee sawaal kiya ke mein bhe ekoyee bhoot to naheen…

Yeh aik mystery based horror story lagee mujhe… romaanchak aur interesting theme… events ka flow bhee aik dam jhakaas… kaheen bhee kuch bhee na kam na zayada… shabd bhee khub soch ke aur sambhaal ke likhe har shabd ne apnaa khub asar choda… aik baar padhne ke baad jab apne senses ko control kiya to phir se jaldee se story ko pdahaa… review bhee to likhane tha naa tau… aik nayee baat dikhee… itane civilized bhoot… aur yeh waalee line to ghazab kee thee…

…“Meri ankho me ansu aa gye the, mujhe ummid nahi thi koi anjan meri help karega, par insaniyat abhi bhi zinda hai”…

Insaniyat zinda…???

Khub bahut khub….

Aap ke liye bhee daad dena pde gee ke aesee kahanee likhate samay bhee aap ne comical tareeke se likhaa… kayaa kamaal ka sense of humor he aap ka…

Shandar… adhbut bro… overall it was an excellent story…

Aap ke bhavishy ke prayaason ke lie shubhakaamanaen…

bahut bahut shukriya rusty blade ji itna vistrat aur khubsurat review dene k liye

 

[Sigma Geralt]

कहानी- लल्लू लाल
रचनाकार- Sigma Geralt महोदय

बहुत ही औसत दर्जे की कहानी है महोदय। पहली कहानी बहुत बढ़िया थी, लेकिन आपकी इस कहानी ने निराश किया। फिर भी आपने कोशिश की लिखने की।।

किसी की अच्छाई और सच्चाई का मजाक बनाना किसी भी नजरिये से सही नहीं है। हर इंसान की अपनी अपनी सोच होती है अपना अपना चरित्र होता है अपना अपना व्यवहार होता है। माना कि रोहित बहुत सीधा सदा लड़का था। वो बस अपने काम से काम रखता थ। किसी को बिना मतलब के परेशान नहीं करता था। किसी से बेवजह लड़ता नहीं था, लेकिन उन लोगों से लाख गुना बढ़िया था जो दूसरों की भावनाओं का मजाक उड़ाते हैं। उन्हें परेशान करते हैं जैसे राज, नैन और नेहा ने किया उसकी भावनाओं से खिलवाड़ करके।।

रोहित का ऐसा होना उसका नैसर्गिग गुण है उसमें कोई बनावट नहीं है। कार्यालय में देर से आने की सज़ा रोहित को ऐसे मिलेगी ये कभी नही सोचा था रोहित ने। रोहित तो मन ही मन उसे पसंद करने लगा था, लेकिन नेहा ने उसके साथ बिल्कुल सही नहीं किया। अगर उसे लगता था कि रोहित लल्लूलाल है और उसे सुधारना है तो इसके बधुत से तरीके थे। नेहा उससे खुलकर इस बारे में बात कर सकती थी। उसे समझा सकती थी, लेकिन उसने जो रास्ता चुना वो मेरी नजर से बिल्कुल भी सही नहीं था। उसके इस कदम से रोहित कितना परेशान हो गया था उसको लेकर।।​

समीक्षा के लिए धन्यवाद

 

[pendu munda]

Behn ko bhai se chudwaya behn ki hi saheli ne

Spoiler

Hum family me sirf 4 log hai,Mere Mummy Saroj 45 yr,mere papa Rajan 48 yr,Me Vikas 26 yr B tech ki hai, fair colored, height 5ft8 inch,achhi personality hai meri, aur meri behen Shallu 21 yr,fair colored, 5ft2inch


height, figure 34 30 36. mere mummy papa gaon me rehkar kheti karte hai, kafi zameen hai, hum ameer hai.Meri sehar me achhi naukri laggi hui hai, company ne mujhe achha flat diya hua hai.Meri behn ne plus 2 pass kar li thi, to mummy papa ne usko mere pass bhej diya, College me dakhla lene aur mere saath rehne ke liye. Mene apni behn ko College me dakhla dilva diya, Shallu ke marks achhe the to koi dikkat nahi hui.Kuch hi dino me meri behn ki ek class mate Pihu uski achhi friend ban gayi.Pihu bhi meri behn ki tarah hi beautiful thi, dono friends takriban ek jaisi lagti thi.Me apni behn ko College chhodne aur lene jata tha, to mere se bhi Pihu kuchh frank ho gyi thi.Jab me College jata tha to kai baar Pihu mujhe bahane se touch karti rehti thi, kabhi mere lund ko touch kar deti, kabhi apne boobs mere sath daba deti.Mujhe bhi achha lagta tha.Jaise meri behn ne muhje baad me sab kahani batai: ek din, Pihu ne apne mobile me meri behn ko blue film dikhai. Shallu ne bahut enjoy kiya film ko, mujhe Shallu ne mobile dilane ke liye kaha, mene usko next day mobile dila diya. Fir dono friends blue films dekhne lagi mobile per, aur apas me porn msg share karne lagi.Pihu ne Shallu se kaha asli maza to lund chut me lene me hai, film se to hum bas, chut me fingering kar ke jhad hi sakti hai.Shallu ne kaha boys se agar chut marvai to baad me blackmail karne lag jaayege.Pihu ne kaha ek tarika hai agar tum mano to, me tumare bhai ko pata leti hu, fir hum dono mauj karege,aram se chut marva liya karege Vikas se.Shallu ne kaha Vikas to mera bhai hai, aur vo mujhe aisa lagta bhi nahi hai. Bhai hai to kya hua, lund to uska bahut bada hai, 9 inch lamba aur 2 inch mota hai, mast maza dega hum dono ko.Tum kese keh sakti ho, uska lund bada hai, Pihu ne kaha mene to kai baar pakad ke dekha hai uska lund, agar tu ha kare to jald hi uska lund pehle tumhare hath me aur phir teri chut me hoga.Shallu ne kaha me tyar hu lekin mujhe nahin lagta Vikas aisa hai.Pihu ne kaha tum bhi to pehle aisi nahi thi,lund aur chut ke hatho sab majboor ho jate hain.

Tum ab ghar me bra aur penty mat pehno, apne top ke upar ke 2 button khule rakho, apne room me, jab Vikas aye to usko apne mummay dikhana, aur ho sake to kisi bahane se apni chut bhi dikhana, uski body ke sath apne boobs dabana.Kal mujhe batana, phir agge bata dungi. Shallu ne ghar a kar vesse hi kiya, jab usne apne boobs Vikas ke sath dabaye, to Vikas ne bhi bahane se uske boobs masal diyev aur uski gand per hath pher diya. Shallu ne College a kar Pihu ko sab bataya. Jab Vikas, College me Shallu ko lene aya, to Pihu ne kaha aj tum ,hum dono ko treat do, Shallu ke test ka result excellent aya hai, sath hi Vikas ka loda masal diya. Vikas ne fauran ha kar di aur dono ko bike per baitha liya. Shallu Vikas ke sath lag kar aur Pihu uske pichhe baith gyi.Raste me Pihu jan bujh kar Shallu ke mummay Vikas ke sath press karvati rahi, aur ek bar to uska hath pakad kar achhe se Vikas ke lund per bhi rakhva diya.Restaurant me teeno cabin me baith gye, Vikas beech me baitha. Shallu unko bolkar bathroom chali gayi. Uske jate hi Pihu ne Vikas ka lund pakad liya, aur Vikas uske mummay dabane laga. Pihu ne kaha, tume apni behn ki zaraa bhi fiqr nahi, bahut heat me hai vo, aj chod do usko, agar aisa na kiya to kisi aur ka lund apni chut me dalva kar, tumhari badnami karva degi.Abhi jyada baat nahi kar sakti, me tume msg karungi, jaise kahungi, vaise hi karna,Vikas ne achhe se uski chuchiyon ko daba kar, ha kardi. Itne me Shallu a gyi, aur treat ke baad sab apne ghar pahuch gaye.
Raat ko 9 p m per, Shallu ko Pihu ka msg aya, kya kar rahi ho.Usne kaha, kya bataun yar chut me ag lagi hui hai, jab se tumne Vikas ke lund per mera hath rakh vaya hai.Me tujh ko thori der baad msg karti hu, teri chut ki khujli ka ilaj dhund kar.Phir Pihu ne Vikas ko msg kiya, kese ho handsome. To Vikas ne kaha mera lund tumne khada to kar diya,ab iska koi ilaj bhi to kar yar.Pihu ne msg kiya, ab Shallu ayegi tumare room me tumare sath saune ke liye.Tum ne jaise marzi us ki chut me lund dal dena, vo kuchh nahin bolegi.Vikas ne kaha, kahi vo gusse na ho jaye, aur tum kab dogi apni chut. Pihu ka jawab aya, vo khud chal ke ayegi tumare pass apni chut me lund dalvane, phir gussa kaisa,vo khud sauti rahegi, kuch nahi bolegi, tum jaise marzi usko chodte rehna, ek baar tum Shallu ki chut marlo,phir me bhi Marva lungi apni chut tumse.Pihu ne phir Shallu ko msg kiya, tum Vikas ke room me ja kar, usko kehna, mujhe dar lagta hai, mujhe tumare pass sauna hai, aur uske sath let jana.Phir vo jisse bhi tumhari chut mare,apni aankhe band rakhna aur saune ka natak karna.Shallu ne ha kar di.
Ab agge ki kahani Shallu ki Zubani:. Jaise Pihu ne kaha tha,me ja kar Vikas ke sath let gai.Vikas ne thori der baad mujhe jaffi dal li,apna Lund meri chut per set kar liya aur top ke upar se mere mummay dabane laga, aur apna lund meri chut per ghisne laga.Me chup chap saune ka natak karne lagi.Jab Vikas ne green signal dekha to usne mera top aur skirt utar diya.Mene bhi clothes utarne me uski help ki.Vikas ne mere haath me apna Lund pakda diya aur mere mummay dabane aur masalne laga.Meri siskiyan nikal ne lagi, hiiiiiiiii cccccçccccc uffffff, aur me bhi apne bhai ka loda sahlane lagi.Me bahut hot ho gai aur Vikas ka lund suck karne lagi,aur Vikas meri chut chatne laga.Vikas ne apna ghode jaisa lund mere munh me dal diya,aur mere munh ko chodne laga, mujhe bahut swad aane laga aur usko kaha,bhai ab dal do apna lund meri chut me, bahut khujli ho rahi hai meri pyasi chut me.Vikas ne kuchh Vaseline meri chut per aur kuch apne lund par laga li, aur lund ke supare ko meri chut ke mouth per rakh ke, meri aur dekha, meri smile dekhne ke baad usne dhakka mara,adha lund meri chut ki seal todta hua meri chut me chala gaya,dard se meri cheekh nikal gyi,Vikas mujhe kiss karne laga aur mere boobs dabane laga,10 mint baad mera pain kuchh Kum hua, to me apni gand hilane lagi, to Vikas bhi dhire dhire apna loda andar bahar karne laga, mujhe swad aane laga to me bhi apni gand utha utha ke pura lund andar lene lagi.Ab dard ki jagah par mujhe bahut jyada swad aane laga.Vikas bhi ab zor zor se ghasse marne laga.20 mint ki chudai ke baad hum dono ikathe hi jhad gaye,aur Vikas ne apni cum se meri fuddi bhar di.Mujhe Vikas se chud kar bahut maza aaya.Phir jab tak me Vikas ke sath rahi,us se chudti rahi,hum dono ne bahut enjoy kiya The end.

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super duper hit
endless fantastic
shaandar mazedar