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UPDATE 25 – SHADOWS IN THE DARK
(Raat ke 11:00 PM – City College Campus)
College ka main gate band tha aur chaaron taraf gehra sannata (silence) phaila hua tha. Hawa mein ek ajeeb si tension thi.
Maine apni bike college se kaafi door, ek sunsaan jagah par chhupa di. Ye wahi bike thi jo maine Sharma Ji se mangwayi thi. Main risk nahi lena chahta tha, isliye paidal hi college ki boundary wall tak pahuncha.
Deewar unchi thi, par mere liye ye koi badi baat nahi thi. Ek quick jump, aur main bina kisi aahat ke college ground ki ghaas par land kar gaya.
Mera target wo building thi jo campus ke sabse peeche thi. Wahan raat ko guards bhi kam hi aate the. Andhere aur saayo (shadows) ka sahara lete hue, main dabe paanv building ke paas pahuncha.
Ground floor ki Chemistry Lab ki khidki se ek madham (dim) si peeli roshni bahar aa rahi thi.
Main deewar se sat kar, rengte hue khidki ke neeche pahuncha aur dheere se glass ke kinare se andar jhaanka.
Andar ka nazara dekh kar mera shak yakeen mein badal gaya.
Wahan Ramesh khada tha, jo dar ke maare paseene mein lathpath tha.
Aur uske theek saamne Prof. Gupta khade the.
Gupta ke haath mein ek cigarette thi aur chehre par gussa saaf dikh raha tha.
Gupta (Dheere par gusse mein): “Tujhe ek kaam diya tha Ramesh... Ek simple sa accident plan karna tha. Aur tu wo bhi nahi kar paya?”
Ramesh (Kaampte hue): “Sir, maine puri koshish ki thi! Maine Scorpio waale ko sahi location di thi. Par wo ladka... wo Dev... wo normal nahi hai Sir! Usne gaadi ko aise dodge kiya jaise use pehle se pata ho ki hum aane waale hain.”
Gupta ne aage badh kar jhatke se Ramesh ka collar pakad liya.
Gupta: “Bakwaas band kar! Wo sirf ek student hai jo abhi-abhi inspector bana hai, koi superman nahi! Teri galti ki wajah se ab police alert ho gayi hai. Agar ‘Upar’ khabar pahunch gayi ki kaam bigad gaya hai, toh tera kya haal hoga tu soch bhi nahi sakta.”
Upar?
Mera dimaag tezi se chala. Iska matlab Gupta bhi main boss nahi hai. Koi aur hai jo inke sar par baitha hai aur ye sab control kar raha hai.
Gupta: “Sun, kal subah naye admissions ki wajah se bheed hogi. Usi ka fayda uthana hai. Lab 3 ke store room se wo ‘Blue Box’ nikaal kar van mein rakhna hai. Dhyan rahe, kisi ko kaano-kaan khabar na ho.”
Tabhi Gupta ka phone baja.
Usne screen dekhi aur uske chehre ka rang ud gaya. Usne turant jalti hui cigarette phenk di aur phone uthaya. Uski awaaz ekdum dabi hui aur darpok ho gayi.
Gupta (Phone par): “Ji... Ji Sir... Nahi, kaam ho jayega... Wo ladka bas lucky tha... Ji, main dhyaan rakhunga... consignment time par nikal jayega. Phase 3 ki zaroorat nahi padegi, wo Phase 2 mein hi mara jayega.”
Call cut hua. Gupta ne gusse mein Ramesh ko dhakka diya.
Gupta: “Nikal yahan se. Kal subah koi galti nahi honi chahiye.”
Andar ki light band ho gayi.
Dono alag-alag disha mein nikal gaye.
Main 2 minute tak wahi ruka raha, ye confirm karne ke liye ki wo dono sach mein chale gaye hain. Jab tassalli ho gayi, toh maine khidki ka lock khola aur halke se lab ke andar kood gaya.
Andar chemicals ki teekhi smell thi. Maine apne phone ki torch jalayi, par uspar ungli rakh li taaki roshni zyada faile nahi.
Mujhe dekhna tha ki wo kis cheez ki baat kar rahe the. Maine table check kiya, wahan kuch nahi tha.
Meri nazar dustbin ke paas gayi. Wahan zameen par ek crunched (moda hua) kagaz pada tha. Shayad Gupta ki jeb se gir gaya hoga jab wo phone nikaal raha tha.
Maine use uthaya aur seedha kiya.
Wo koi bill ya receipt nahi thi. Wo ek handwritten note tha.
Us par bas kuch codes likhe the:
> “Batch-404 | Delivery: North Gate | Time: 10:00 AM”
Aur neeche ek ajeeb sa drawing bana tha — Ek aankh (Eye) jiske beech mein ek kata hua nishaan (cross) tha.
“Ye kya hai? Koi drug code? Ya kuch aur? Aur ye symbol... maine pehle kabhi nahi dekha.”
Mujhe abhi kuch clear nahi tha, par itna pata chal gaya tha ki kal subah 10 baje college mein kuch bada hone wala hai. Aur ‘Batch-404’ uski chaabi hai.
Maine wo kagaz apni jeb mein rakha aur wapas jaane ke liye muda.
Tabhi achanak...
“Thap... Thap...”
Corridor mein kisi ke chalne ki awaaz aayi.
Ye awaaz kisi sneakers ki nahi, balki Heavy Boots ki thi.
Ye guard nahi ho sakta.
Awaaz lab ke darwaze ke paas aakar ruk gayi.
Door handle dheere se neeche hua... “Click.”
Koi andar aa raha tha.
Maine turant torch band ki aur counter ke neeche zameen se chipak gaya. Meri saansein ruki hui thi aur mutthi mein wo “Aankh waala kagaz” daba hua tha.
Wo anjaan aadmi ab lab ke beech mein khada tha. Andhere mein bhi uske bhaari boots ki awaaz saaf sunayi de rahi thi — Thud... Thud...
Tabhi ek tez roshni mere sar ke theek upar se guzri. Usne apni torch jalayi thi.
Aadmi (Bhaari awaaz mein): “Mujhe laga yahan koi chuha hai...”
Usne torch idhar-udhar ghumayi. Roshni us khuli hui khidki (window) ki taraf badh rahi thi jahan se main aaya tha.
Mera dil tez dhadakne laga. Agar usne toota hua lock dekh liya, toh khel khatam.
Lekin kismat ne mera saath diya.
Tabhi bahar corridor mein kisi guard ki seeti (whistle) baji aur torch ki light dikhi.
Guard (Bahar se): “Oye! Kaun hai wahan? Light kisne jalayi?”
Wo aadmi satark ho gaya. Usne turant apni torch band ki aur dusre darwaze se peeche ke andhere mein gayab ho gaya.
Yehi mera mauka tha.
Main saanp ki tarah rengte hue khidki tak pahuncha. Ek haath se frame pakda aur bina kisi awaaz ke bahar nikal gaya.
Bahar ki thandi hawa chehre par lagi toh jaan mein jaan aayi.
Maine peeche mud kar nahi dekha. Saayo (shadows) ka fayda uthate hue main apni bike tak pahuncha.
Engine start kiya aur wahan se nikal gaya.
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UPDATE 26 – DUAL LIFE (Family vs Mission)
(Subah ke 08:30 AM – Ghar)
Main apne bistar par leta hua tha, par neend koso door thi.
Raat ka wo manzar abhi bhi meri aankhon ke saamne ghoom raha tha. Chemical ki wo teekhi smell, Gupta ka darr, aur wo ajeeb sa symbol...
Dimaag mein bas ek hi loop chal raha tha:
“Batch-404... 10:00 AM... North Gate.”
Maine side table par rakhi ghadi dekhi. 08:30 AM.
Mere paas college pahunchne ke liye mushkil se dedh ghanta (1.5 hours) bacha tha. Mujhe waqt se pehle pahunchna tha taaki main uss ‘delivery’ ko intercept kar sakoon.
Main apne mission ka mental map bana hi raha tha ki achanak...
Neeche hall mein doorbell baji—“Tring Tring!”
Aur agle hi pal... ghar ka shant mahoul kisi toofan mein badal gaya.
“Aa gayeeee!”
“Mummy! Chachi! Kahan ho sab?”
Main jhatke se uth kar baith gaya. Awaaz pehchanni hui thi.
Main samajh gaya—aaj ka din aasaan nahi hone wala. Sikha Didi aur Komal Didi aa chuki thin.
Main neeche bhaaga.
Drawing room mein pura parivaar ikatha ho chuka tha. Mom, Dad, Chacha, Chachi sab darwaze par khade the.
Darwaze par do ladkiyan khadi thin, bags ke saath.
Sikha Didi (27 saal): Badi, confident, aur thodi serious look wali. Unhone ek elegant kurti pehni thi aur chashme ke peeche unka aura bilkul kisi strict guardian jaisa tha. Wo mujhse 9 saal badi hain.
* Komal Didi (25 saal): Full of energy, baalon mein curls aur aankhon mein wahi purani sharaarat. Wo 7 saal badi hain, par harkatein bilkul bachchon jaisi.
Komal (Chillate hue): “Surpriseeeee!”
Wo seedha daud kar Mom ke gale lag gayi.
Mom: “Meri bachchi! Kitni dubli ho gayi hai hostel ke khane se! Aaja tujhe gale laga loon.”
Sikha Didi ne apni mature nature ke hisaab se pehle Dad aur Chacha ke pair chuye, phir Chachi ko hug kiya.
Sikha: “Namaste Dad, Namaste Chacha ji.”
Dad: “Jeeti raho beta. Kaisa raha safar? Thak gayi hogi.”
Sikha: “Bas thik tha Dad, train late thi thodi.”
Tabhi Komal Didi ki nazar mujh par padi, jo main seedhiyon (stairs) par khada tamasha dekh raha tha.
Uski aankhein aise chamak uthin, jaise kisi shikaari ko apna shikaar mil gaya ho.
Komal: “Oye Hero! Mera Babu!”
Wo apne bags wahin zameen par chhod kar seedha meri taraf daudi. Main sambhalta, usse pehle hi usne jump laga di aur mere upar chadh gayi (piggyback style), meri gardan pakad li.
Main (Ladkhadate hue): “Arre! Arre! Komal Didi, utar jao! Main ab chhota bachcha nahi hoon, haddi toot jayegi!”
Komal (Mere kaan mein chillate hue): “Chup kar! Tu 80 saal ka bhi ho jayega tab bhi mera babu hi rahega! Missed you so much! Tune phone kyu nahi kiya mujhe?”
Main hans pada. Inki energy ke aage meri saari tension kuch der ke liye gayab ho gayi.
Maine badi mushkil se unhe neeche utara. Unhone turant mere dono gaal kheench liye.
Main: “Aah! Didi, dard ho raha hai!”
Komal: “Hona bhi chahiye. Tu itna lamba kab ho gaya be? Pichli baar kandhe tak aata tha.”
Tabhi Sikha Didi mere paas aayi.
Wo Komal ki tarah koodi nahi. Unhone apna chashma theek kiya aur mujhe upar se neeche tak scan kiya—jaise koi doctor mareez ko x-ray kar raha ho.
Sikha: “Tu thaka hua lag raha hai Dev. Aankhein laal hain, aur face par sujan lag rahi hai. Raat ko soya nahi kya?”
Mera dil ek beat skip kar gaya. Sikha Didi hamesha se bohot observant rahi hain, unse kuch chupana mushkil tha. Wo laal aankhein neend ki kami nahi, balki raat ke uss chemicals wale dhuen aur tension ka asar tha.
Main (Sambhalte hue): “Wo... bas game khel raha tha der raat tak. Pata hai na mujhe aadat hai.”
Sikha Didi ne meri aankhon mein dekha, jaise wo jhoot pakadna chah rahi hon. Phir halka sa muskurayi aur mujhe gale laga liya.
Sikha: “Game kam khela kar. Aur apni health ka dhyaan rakh. Tu patla ho gaya hai pehle se. Police ki training mein khana nahi dete kya?”
Itne mein Saloni Didi aur Isha Didi bhi wahan aa gayin. Ab chaaron behne mil gayi thin. Hall mein sirf unki baatein, hansi aur purane kisse goonj rahe the.
Mom: “Chalo, baatein baad mein hoti rahengi. Pehle sab nashta kar lo. Maine garma-garam aaloo ke parathe banaye hain.”
Hum sab dining table par baithe.
Sikha aur Komal apne hostel ke kisse suna rahi thin. Sab hans rahe the, mahaul khushnuma tha.
Par meri nazar baar-baar wall clock par ja rahi thi.
09:20 AM.
Sirf 40 minutes bache the.
Mera dimaag yahan table par nahi, college ke North Gate par tha.
Agar main abhi nahi nikla, toh wo ‘Blue Box’ wala raaz haath se nikal jayega. Gupta aur wo anjaan aadmi jeet jayenge.
Maine jaldi-jaldi paratha khatam kiya aur khada ho gaya.
Main: “Acha Mom, Dad... mujhe nikalna hai.”
Sab shant ho gaye. Chammach (spoon) ruk gaye.
Komal (Muh phula kar, gusse mein): “Kya? Hum etne saal baad aaye hain aur tu ja raha hai? Aaj koi duty-wuty nahi jayega! Aaj tu chutti lega!”
Main: “Arre Komal Didi, zaroori hai. SHO Sir ka call aaya tha. Emergency duty hai, kuch purani files submit karni hain aur training session hai. Sarkari naukri hai, mana nahi kar sakta na.”
Sikha Didi ne meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhon mein wo chinta (worry) thi jo ab unhe mere police join karne ke baad hoti thi.
Sikha: “Aaj hi ke din bulana tha unhe? Thik hai... par sun Dev.”
Unhone apni ungli dikhayi, ekdum strict tone mein.
Sikha: “Tu abhi naya hai, training mein hai. Wahan koi hero banne ki koshish mat karna. Sirf paperwork karna aur wapas aana. Samjha?”
Mujhe andar hi andar hansi aayi. Agar unhe pata hota ki main wahan paperwork nahi, balki ek crime syndicate ka parda-faash karne ja raha hoon, toh wo shayad mujhe kamre mein band kar deti.
Main (Salute maarte hue): “Ji Commander! Sirf file idhar se udhar karunga. Koi action nahi.”
Saloni Didi ne mujhe ek gehraai bhari nazar se dekha. Unhe pata tha ki SHO sir ne shayad nahi bulaya, aur main kuch aur karne ja raha hoon. Unki aankhon mein sawal tha.
Maine unhe halka sa Wink kiya—‘Bharosa rakho.’
Komal: “Agar tu 1 baje tak wapas nahi aaya, toh main khud Thane (Station) aa jaungi aur tere SHO se ladungi. Bata diya maine!”
Sab hans pade.
Main (Haste hue): “Manzoor hai! 1 baje se pehle hazir ho jaunga. Bye everyone!”
Main utha, apna bag uthaya— camera chhupa tha—aur bahar bhaaga.
Jaise hi main ghar ke darwaze se bahar nikla, mere chehre se wo ‘Bhai’ wali muskaan gayab ho gayi.
Ab wahan sirf ek serious mission tha.
Bike start karte hi maine accelerator ghumaya.
Target: City College, North Gate. Time: 10:00 AM.
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Bahut badhiya update Hai Bhai......
Dekhte hai ab kya hota hai
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UPDATE 27 – THE RAID
(Subah ke 10:05 AM – College North Gate)
Maine ped ke neeche se turant apna phone nikala aur SHO Sir ko call lagaya.
Ghanti sirf ek baar baji aur unhone utha liya.
Main (Tez aur saaf awaaz mein): “Sir, Dev bol raha hoon aapne mera message dekhaa thaa naa sab kuch ready hai naa ”
Mera Message Location: College North Gate.
Yahan smuggling ho rahi hai. Ek Blue Box hai jisme hazardous chemical ho sakta hai. Van number DL 4C AF 9088. Prof. Gupta aur Peon Ramesh involved hain. Van nikalne wali hai, force bhejiye turant!”
SHO Sir: “Dev, unhe rok ke rakh! Force 5 minute mein pahunch rahi hai. Siren band karke aa rahe hain taaki wo bhaag na sakein.”
Call cut hua.
Van ka driver engine start kar chuka tha. Ramesh gate band kar raha tha.
Agar ye nikal gaye toh saboot gayab ho jayega.
Mujhe kuch karna tha.
Maine zameen se ek bada patthar uthaya aur boundary wall ke peeche se poori taakat se Van ke front glass par maara.
“KHATAAK!”
Windshield par crack aa gaya. Driver hadbada gaya aur usne brake maar di.
Driver (Chillaya): “Kaun hai wahan?!”
Bas yahi 2 minute chahiye the.
Door se police sirens ki awaaz aayi — pehle dheemi, phir ekdum tez. WEE-WOO-WEE-WOO!
Teen Police Jeeps hawa ki raftaar se kacchi sadak par aayi aur North Gate ko block kar diya.
Van fans gayi thi.
SHO Sir apni jeep se utre, haath mein service revolver.
SHO: “Gher lo inhein! Ek bhi bachna nahi chahiye!”
Police waalon ne turant Driver aur Ramesh ko dabocha. Van ki talashi li gayi. Wo Blue Box baramad (recover) ho gaya.
SHO Sir mere paas aaye.
SHO: “Shabaash Dev. Perfect timing. Ab baari hai us Professor ki.”
(Subah ke 10:45 AM – College Corridor)
College mein classes chal rahi thin. Corridor mein students ghoom rahe the.
Achanak Police ki team corridor mein enter hui. SHO aage the, main unke bagal mein (Civil dress mein, par attitude pura police wala).
Hum seedha Staff Room ki taraf badhe jahan Prof. Gupta chai pi rahe the.
Jaise hi hum andar ghuse, Gupta ke haath se cup gir gaya.
“CHANNN!”
SHO: “Professor Gupta! You are under arrest.”
Pure staff room mein sannata chha gaya. Baaki professors khade ho gaye.
Gupta (Ghabra kar, akad dikhate hue): “Aap... aap jaante hain main kaun hoon? Ye college campus hai! Aap bina permission ke kaise ghus sakte hain?”
Main aage badha aur apne phone mein record kiya hua video play karke unke chehre ke saamne kar diya.
Main: “Permission ki zaroorat nahi hoti jab aap deshdroh ka kaam kar rahe ho, Professor. Blue Box, Van number, aur aapka confession... sab hai humare paas.”
Gupta ka chehra safed pad gaya. Wo mujhe ghourne lage.
Gupta: “Tum... Dev? Tum toh wahi student ho...tumhe woh chhodega nahi”
SHO ne unhe bolne ka mauka nahi diya. Haathkadi (handcuffs) pehnayi aur dhakka dete hue bahar le aaye.
Corridor mein students ki bheed jama ho gayi thi. Sab photos le rahe the, videos bana rahe the.
“Prof. Gupta arrest ho gaye!”
“Smuggling ka case hai!”
Main SHO ke saath chal raha tha, file haath mein pakde hue. Ek alag hi confidence tha.
Par mujhe nahi pata tha ki agle hi pal meri ye “Hero Image” ghar ki musibat banne wali hai.
(Subah ke 11 AM – College Main Gate)
Usi waqt, College ke main gate par ek car aakar ruki thi.
Usme se teen ladkiyan utri thin.
Naina (Akash ki GF/Saloni ki hone wali bhabhi).
Saloni Didi (Jo college aayi thi project submit karne).
Komal Didi (Jo zidd karke aayi thi ki use Saloni ka college dekhna hai).
Komal (Excited hokar): “Waah! Saloni Di, tera college toh bohot bada hai! Yahan ki canteen kaisi hai? Handsome ladke hain ya nahi?”
Saloni (Haste hue): “Chup kar Komal. Ye padhai ki jagah hai.”
Naina: “Arre dekho, wahan itni bheed kyun hai? Police ki gaadiyan bhi hain.”
Komal ki curiosity jaag gayi.
Komal: “Police? Maza aayega! Chalo dekhte hain kya hua!”
Wo dono ko kheenchti hui bheed ki taraf le gayi.
Bheed ke beech se Police team Prof. Gupta ko lekar aa rahi thi.
Aur unke bilkul saath mein... Main chal raha tha. SHO Sir mere kandhe par haath rakh kar kuch discuss kar rahe the.
Main ek officer ki tarah baat kar raha tha, haath ke gestures serious the. Mera poora body language ek ‘Jawan’ wala tha, ‘Babu’ wala nahi.
Komal Didi sabse aage khadi thin.
Jaise hi unki nazar mujh par padi... unke pair zameen par jam gaye.
Unka muh khula ka khula reh gaya.
Komal (Shock mein, dheere se): “Dev...?”
Maine usi waqt bheed ki taraf dekha.
Meri nazar seedha Komal Didi, Saloni Didi aur Naina par padi.
Mera confidence ek second mein hawa ho gaya.
SHO Sir kuch bol rahe the, par mujhe sunayi dena band ho gaya.
Saamne meri wo behan khadi thi jo mujhe ‘Ghar ka sabse chhota aur nazuk bachcha’ samajhti thi.
Aur aaj wo mujhe criminal ko arrest karwate hue, Police ke saath “Bossy” attitude mein dekh rahi thi.
SHO Sir: “Dev, sun raha hai? File gadi mein rakh dena.”
Maine hadbada kar kaha:
Main: “J... Ji Sir.”
Komal Didi ne Saloni ki taraf dekha, aankhein phati hui.
Komal: “Saloni... wo Dev hai na? Humara Dev? Wo Police ke saath yaha kyu hai? Aur wo Inspector usse advice kyun le raha hai?”
Saloni Didi ka chehra bhi utra hua tha. Unhe pata tha Dev police mein hai, par unhe ye nahi pata tha ki wo itne dangerous missions par bhi jaata hai.
Naina ne dheere se kaha:
Naina: “Lagta hai tumhara ‘Babu’ ab bada ho gaya hai Komal.”
Main bheed ke beech se nikal kar police jeep ki taraf ja raha tha, par meri gardan jhuki hui thi.
Ghar par aaj asli Dangal hone wala tha mere saath woh bhi sabdo se .
Bhai ager itni behene ho aur Sundar ho to gf ki jarurat nahi. Par yaha Neha pati aur vo do chulbuli behene gayab hai. Masum aur baki patniya kaha gayi. Yaar Mera bhi meri sagi badi behen se relationship hai. Vo mujse 7 sal badi hai. Aur unki shadi 5 sal pehle huye. Aur 4 month se relationship me aaye hai. Aur vo muzse pregnant hai. Vo sas sasur ke tano se ekdin pareshan hokar aayi aur muze sab batayi batayi to maa ko bhi. Par muze raat ko bed par eksath sote huye batayi. Aur doctor ki report bhi dikhayi. Aur jija ko nahi pata hai. Fir hum soye hi the ki raat ko hum ek duje se lipate the unhen Mera tool ka aabhas huva aur vo man me mere sath hi linkup karne ka soch Li aur aaj mera bachcha didi ki kokh me pal raha hai sirf bachcha normal paida ho yahi bhagwan se prarthana hai. Kyonki sage bhai behen ke bachche jyadatar physically challenged ho sakte hai. Bhagwan daya kare bas. Dekho dosto mai apni baki ki zindagi apni 3 kunwari sisters ke sath pati patni ki tarah gujarna chahta hoo. Aur Mera pyar Mera sabkuchh meri judwa behen hai. Kya yeh ho sakta hai.
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Arre bhai, shukriya
Neha aur Pari ki grand entry toh abhi thodi der baad hone hi waali hai… bilkul perfect timing pe aa rahi hain dono
Mausoom, Sona, Janu aur baaki sab raniyon ke aane mein abhi kaafi waqt hai… abhi toh sirf shuruaat hai!
Aapke sawal kaa Jawab :- Aur personally ab yeh ki kiska pyaar kaisa hoga, woh toh sirf woh dono hi bata payenge…
Dusra kisi ke dil ke andar kya chal raha hai, kaise jaan lega bhai? Yeh toh unnhi logo ko janana hogaa....
And thanks For sharing you feeling its not so easy to say here..
Aage Story Me Aapka intazar Rahega !
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