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Dev the lover

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UPDATE 1

Ghane jungle ke beech… pahaadon ke andar, dhundh aur hawaon mein chhupi ek purani jagah.
Wahi jagah, jahan kabhi Dev ne apni talwar dharti mein gaadi thi.

Aaj wahan ek bada sa pathar ka chabutra bana hai — log use "Antim Sthal" kehte hain.
Chabutre ke beech se talwar ka ek surkh aur kaala hissa abhi bhi bahar nikla hai, jo halki-halki dil ki tarah dhadak raha hai… jaise uske andar abhi bhi koi zinda shakti bas rahi ho.

Hawa tez chal rahi hai… deepak ki lau kabhi jalti hai, kabhi bujhti hai.
Ek budha pandit talwar ke saamne haath jod kar khada hai, uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa santulan — jaise woh talwar se nafrat bhi karta ho, par uski shakti ke aage sir jhukaane par majboor bhi hai.

Uske aas-paas kuch bhakt — kuch ki aankhon mein gehera vishwas, kuch ki aankhon mein kadvi nafrat.

Budha Pandit (thandi, saaf aawaz mein):
"Yahi jagah hai… jahan Devta ne apni talwar dharti mein utaari thi.
Kuch kehte hain, woh rakshak tha… kuch kehte hain, woh shraap tha.
Par sach… sirf yeh dhadakti talwar jaanti hai.
"

Ek Bhakt (ghusse se):

"Usne duniya ko andhkaar mein dhakel diya! Saari magic, saari shaktiyan… sab khatam kar di."

Dusra Bhakt (dukh bhari aawaz mein):

"Par usi ne Kaal ko bhi roka tha… warna hum sab aaj zinda na hote."

Ek Aurat, halki si muskaan ke saath, aankhein jhuka ke:

"Devta tha woh… apni shakti chhod kar chala gaya… aur hum sirf yaadon ke saaye mein reh gaye."

Talwar ka surkh hissa halki-halki roshni phenka raha tha.
Mitti us jagah kaali pad chuki thi — kuch ghaas jali hui thi, kuch lakdi ke tukde aadh-jale hue.
Chabutre par phool bikhar gaye the, kuch deepak bujhte-bujhte phir se jal uthte… jaise kisi ne unme phir se jaan daal di ho.

Log kehte hain, jungle ka sabse rare wala jadi-booti yahin ugta hai.
Aur raat ko, kuch logon ka maanna hai, kuch ajeeb prani yahaan aate hain… jaise talwar ki hifazat karte hon.

Pandit aankhein band karke dheere se bolta hai:

"Hey Devta… tune Kaal ko roka, duniya ko bachaya…
Par apni talwar se is mitti ka jaadu bhi cheen liya.
Ab yeh dharti… teri yaadon mein jayegi… ya teri nafrat mein?
"

Meri aankhein achanak khul gayin.
Main khud ko ek purane lakdi ke khaat par paaya, ek bade ped ke neeche.
Hawa thandi thi… aas-paas kheton ki khushboo thi… jaise main kisi purane sapne se abhi utha hoon.

Thodi der aankhein mal ke aas-paas dekha — kuch log kheton mein kaam kar rahe the, fasal ugate hue. Hawa mein ek ajeeb si shanti thi… jaise waqt yahan ruk gaya ho.

Par ek baat samajh nahi aayi — yahan na bijli ki light thi, na taar, na koi machine… sab kuch bas mitti, paani aur mehnat.

Dil mein khayal aaya —
"Kahin main kisi doosri duniya mein toh teleport toh nahi ho gaya?"


Yaad aaya… maine toh Adi Dev se ek magic-less duniya maangi thi.
Par yahan aake samajh aa raha tha ki asli magic woh nahi jo hum dikha sakein…
Asli magic woh hai jo hawa, paani, aag aur mitti ke roop mein humare saath jeeta hai.

Tabhi ek chhota baccha mere paas aaya, haath mein ek laal lollipop liye hue.


Baccha: "Bhaiya… aaj aap ghar nahi jaaoge kya?"

Main hairaan ho gaya.
"Kaunsa ghar? Kaisa ghar?"

Sir par haath rakha — dard ho raha tha.
Dheere se bola: "Babu… mujhe ghar tak chhod doge?"

Usne bina kuch pooche mera haath pakda aur kheton se guzarte hue mujhe ek chhote se mitti ke ghar ke aage le aaya.
Gate ke saamne ruk gaya.

Baccha: "Yeh lo bhaiya… aa gaya aapka ghar."


Main use dekhta raha… phir halki muskaan ke saath uske gaal ko chhua.
"Shukriya, babu."

Woh hansa, bhaag gaya.

Main gate khol ke andar ghusa.
Andar ek aadmi baitha tha — 45-50 saal ka, kaale-khale kapde pehne hue, haath mein ek purana lakdi ka dabba tha.


Aadmi: "Are beta! Tuh aa gaya? Kheton ka kaam ho gaya na?"

Main ne bas haan mein sir hila diya.

Aadmi: "Jaa… dekh, teri maa aur behen khaane pe baithe hain."


Main palat ke gate ki taraf badha.
Tabhi ek aurat aur ek ladki andar aayi.


Aurat (mere gaal ko chhu ke):
"Aa gaya beta? Khet se aaj der ho gayi."

Ladki (mazak mein hansi):

"Are maa… bhaiya toh so kar aaye hain lagta hai!"

Unki baaton mein ek apnapan tha… jaise main yahi ka hoon.
Maine bas muskaan ke saath kaha:
"Haan… thodi neend aa gayi thi."

Maa: "Koi baat nahi… chal, khir banayi hai. Kha le."


Main chup-chaap andar chala gaya.
Par dil ke andar ek hi sawaal ghoom raha tha —
"Kya yeh mera naya janam hai?

Kya main sach mein is gareebi mein jeene ke liye bheja gaya hoon?
Ya yeh bas ek khel hai… kisi bade raaz ka pehla parda?"

Kuch der baad, raat hone lagi.
Sab khana khake chup ho gaye. Main kone mein baithkar soch raha tha —
"Yeh jagah… yeh log… yeh raaz… main kaise samajh paunga?"

Tabhi…

Maa: "Neha beta, zara jaa ke bistar sahi kar de. Dev aaram se so le, thaka hua hoga."


"Neha" naam sunte hi mere dil mein ek ajeeb si chubhan hui… jaise kisi ne andar chhupaa hua purana daag chhed diya ho. Lekin nahi… yeh woh Neha nahi thi… sirf naam ek tha, baaki sab alag.

Main uth ke bahar jaane laga ki THAK! mera sir gate ke kone se takra gaya. Ek tez thandi chubhan hui… garam khoon ki ek boond mere mathe se behne lagi.

Neha daudti hui aayi:
"Arre bhaiya! Yeh kaise ho gaya?"

Usne apni chunni ka ek kona phaad ke mere sir pe rakh diya, khoon rokne ki koshish karte hue. Uske haath ki garmi mere thande sir ko chhoo rahi thi, par chot ka dard aur tez ho raha tha.

Tabhi bahar se bhaagte hue kuch log guzre. Unme se ek ne zor se chillaya:
"Neha bitiya, andar raho! Gate band karo! Antim Sthal se toofan aa raha hai!"


Uski awaaz mein aisa darr tha ki meri gardan apne aap us taraf ghoom gayi.

Neha, ab bhi mera sir sambhalte hue, gate ki taraf daudi:

"Bhaiya, aap yahan baith jao… main maa ko bulati hoon."

Main: "Nahi… maa ko mat bulao. Tum yeh batao… yeh kya bol raha tha? ‘Antim Sthal’?"

Neha ne kuch pal mujhe dekha… phir uski aankhon mein ek chamak aayi, jaise kisi ne ek purani kahani ka taala tod diya ho.


Neha:
"Arre… jaya bhaiya, aap toh bhool gaye. Aapke naam jaisa hi ek pehle iss duniya ka ek devta tha… jisne apni talwar se poore andhkaar ko kaat diya tha. Us talwar ka mandir hi ‘Antim Sthal’ ke paas hai… aur wahi se ki baat keh rahe the woh ."

Uski awaaz… jaise mere andar ke soye hue raaz ko jagane lagi ho.
Door se hawa tez ho gayi… aur lagta tha, jaise koi mujhe bula raha ho.
 

Naik

Well-Known Member
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UPDATE 1

Ghane jungle ke beech… pahaadon ke andar, dhundh aur hawaon mein chhupi ek purani jagah.
Wahi jagah, jahan kabhi Dev ne apni talwar dharti mein gaadi thi.

Aaj wahan ek bada sa pathar ka chabutra bana hai — log use "Antim Sthal" kehte hain.
Chabutre ke beech se talwar ka ek surkh aur kaala hissa abhi bhi bahar nikla hai, jo halki-halki dil ki tarah dhadak raha hai… jaise uske andar abhi bhi koi zinda shakti bas rahi ho.

Hawa tez chal rahi hai… deepak ki lau kabhi jalti hai, kabhi bujhti hai.
Ek budha pandit talwar ke saamne haath jod kar khada hai, uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa santulan — jaise woh talwar se nafrat bhi karta ho, par uski shakti ke aage sir jhukaane par majboor bhi hai.

Uske aas-paas kuch bhakt — kuch ki aankhon mein gehera vishwas, kuch ki aankhon mein kadvi nafrat.

Budha Pandit (thandi, saaf aawaz mein):
"Yahi jagah hai… jahan Devta ne apni talwar dharti mein utaari thi.
Kuch kehte hain, woh rakshak tha… kuch kehte hain, woh shraap tha.
Par sach… sirf yeh dhadakti talwar jaanti hai.
"

Ek Bhakt (ghusse se):

"Usne duniya ko andhkaar mein dhakel diya! Saari magic, saari shaktiyan… sab khatam kar di."

Dusra Bhakt (dukh bhari aawaz mein):

"Par usi ne Kaal ko bhi roka tha… warna hum sab aaj zinda na hote."

Ek Aurat, halki si muskaan ke saath, aankhein jhuka ke:

"Devta tha woh… apni shakti chhod kar chala gaya… aur hum sirf yaadon ke saaye mein reh gaye."

Talwar ka surkh hissa halki-halki roshni phenka raha tha.
Mitti us jagah kaali pad chuki thi — kuch ghaas jali hui thi, kuch lakdi ke tukde aadh-jale hue.
Chabutre par phool bikhar gaye the, kuch deepak bujhte-bujhte phir se jal uthte… jaise kisi ne unme phir se jaan daal di ho.

Log kehte hain, jungle ka sabse rare wala jadi-booti yahin ugta hai.
Aur raat ko, kuch logon ka maanna hai, kuch ajeeb prani yahaan aate hain… jaise talwar ki hifazat karte hon.

Pandit aankhein band karke dheere se bolta hai:

"Hey Devta… tune Kaal ko roka, duniya ko bachaya…
Par apni talwar se is mitti ka jaadu bhi cheen liya.
Ab yeh dharti… teri yaadon mein jayegi… ya teri nafrat mein?
"

Meri aankhein achanak khul gayin.
Main khud ko ek purane lakdi ke khaat par paaya, ek bade ped ke neeche.
Hawa thandi thi… aas-paas kheton ki khushboo thi… jaise main kisi purane sapne se abhi utha hoon.

Thodi der aankhein mal ke aas-paas dekha — kuch log kheton mein kaam kar rahe the, fasal ugate hue. Hawa mein ek ajeeb si shanti thi… jaise waqt yahan ruk gaya ho.

Par ek baat samajh nahi aayi — yahan na bijli ki light thi, na taar, na koi machine… sab kuch bas mitti, paani aur mehnat.

Dil mein khayal aaya —
"Kahin main kisi doosri duniya mein toh teleport toh nahi ho gaya?"


Yaad aaya… maine toh Adi Dev se ek magic-less duniya maangi thi.
Par yahan aake samajh aa raha tha ki asli magic woh nahi jo hum dikha sakein…
Asli magic woh hai jo hawa, paani, aag aur mitti ke roop mein humare saath jeeta hai.

Tabhi ek chhota baccha mere paas aaya, haath mein ek laal lollipop liye hue.


Baccha: "Bhaiya… aaj aap ghar nahi jaaoge kya?"

Main hairaan ho gaya.
"Kaunsa ghar? Kaisa ghar?"

Sir par haath rakha — dard ho raha tha.
Dheere se bola: "Babu… mujhe ghar tak chhod doge?"

Usne bina kuch pooche mera haath pakda aur kheton se guzarte hue mujhe ek chhote se mitti ke ghar ke aage le aaya.
Gate ke saamne ruk gaya.

Baccha: "Yeh lo bhaiya… aa gaya aapka ghar."


Main use dekhta raha… phir halki muskaan ke saath uske gaal ko chhua.
"Shukriya, babu."

Woh hansa, bhaag gaya.

Main gate khol ke andar ghusa.
Andar ek aadmi baitha tha — 45-50 saal ka, kaale-khale kapde pehne hue, haath mein ek purana lakdi ka dabba tha.


Aadmi: "Are beta! Tuh aa gaya? Kheton ka kaam ho gaya na?"

Main ne bas haan mein sir hila diya.

Aadmi: "Jaa… dekh, teri maa aur behen khaane pe baithe hain."


Main palat ke gate ki taraf badha.
Tabhi ek aurat aur ek ladki andar aayi.


Aurat (mere gaal ko chhu ke):
"Aa gaya beta? Khet se aaj der ho gayi."

Ladki (mazak mein hansi):

"Are maa… bhaiya toh so kar aaye hain lagta hai!"

Unki baaton mein ek apnapan tha… jaise main yahi ka hoon.
Maine bas muskaan ke saath kaha:
"Haan… thodi neend aa gayi thi."

Maa: "Koi baat nahi… chal, khir banayi hai. Kha le."


Main chup-chaap andar chala gaya.
Par dil ke andar ek hi sawaal ghoom raha tha —
"Kya yeh mera naya janam hai?

Kya main sach mein is gareebi mein jeene ke liye bheja gaya hoon?
Ya yeh bas ek khel hai… kisi bade raaz ka pehla parda?"

Kuch der baad, raat hone lagi.
Sab khana khake chup ho gaye. Main kone mein baithkar soch raha tha —
"Yeh jagah… yeh log… yeh raaz… main kaise samajh paunga?"

Tabhi…

Maa: "Neha beta, zara jaa ke bistar sahi kar de. Dev aaram se so le, thaka hua hoga."


"Neha" naam sunte hi mere dil mein ek ajeeb si chubhan hui… jaise kisi ne andar chhupaa hua purana daag chhed diya ho. Lekin nahi… yeh woh Neha nahi thi… sirf naam ek tha, baaki sab alag.

Main uth ke bahar jaane laga ki THAK! mera sir gate ke kone se takra gaya. Ek tez thandi chubhan hui… garam khoon ki ek boond mere mathe se behne lagi.

Neha daudti hui aayi:
"Arre bhaiya! Yeh kaise ho gaya?"

Usne apni chunni ka ek kona phaad ke mere sir pe rakh diya, khoon rokne ki koshish karte hue. Uske haath ki garmi mere thande sir ko chhoo rahi thi, par chot ka dard aur tez ho raha tha.

Tabhi bahar se bhaagte hue kuch log guzre. Unme se ek ne zor se chillaya:
"Neha bitiya, andar raho! Gate band karo! Antim Sthal se toofan aa raha hai!"


Uski awaaz mein aisa darr tha ki meri gardan apne aap us taraf ghoom gayi.

Neha, ab bhi mera sir sambhalte hue, gate ki taraf daudi:

"Bhaiya, aap yahan baith jao… main maa ko bulati hoon."

Main: "Nahi… maa ko mat bulao. Tum yeh batao… yeh kya bol raha tha? ‘Antim Sthal’?"

Neha ne kuch pal mujhe dekha… phir uski aankhon mein ek chamak aayi, jaise kisi ne ek purani kahani ka taala tod diya ho.


Neha:
"Arre… jaya bhaiya, aap toh bhool gaye. Aapke naam jaisa hi ek pehle iss duniya ka ek devta tha… jisne apni talwar se poore andhkaar ko kaat diya tha. Us talwar ka mandir hi ‘Antim Sthal’ ke paas hai… aur wahi se ki baat keh rahe the woh ."

Uski awaaz… jaise mere andar ke soye hue raaz ko jagane lagi ho.
Door se hawa tez ho gayi… aur lagta tha, jaise koi mujhe bula raha ho.
Badhiya shuruwat
Tow Bhai sahab ko hosh aaya tow khud Kisi khet me khaat par paya or pichla sab Bhool chuke h or gareeb Ghar me h lagta sir se Jo khoob nikla h isi wajah se Antim Astal par halchal huwi h or toofan aa Raha h
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sorbobhuk

Well-Known Member
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UPDATE 1

Ghane jungle ke beech… pahaadon ke andar, dhundh aur hawaon mein chhupi ek purani jagah.
Wahi jagah, jahan kabhi Dev ne apni talwar dharti mein gaadi thi.

Aaj wahan ek bada sa pathar ka chabutra bana hai — log use "Antim Sthal" kehte hain.
Chabutre ke beech se talwar ka ek surkh aur kaala hissa abhi bhi bahar nikla hai, jo halki-halki dil ki tarah dhadak raha hai… jaise uske andar abhi bhi koi zinda shakti bas rahi ho.

Hawa tez chal rahi hai… deepak ki lau kabhi jalti hai, kabhi bujhti hai.
Ek budha pandit talwar ke saamne haath jod kar khada hai, uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa santulan — jaise woh talwar se nafrat bhi karta ho, par uski shakti ke aage sir jhukaane par majboor bhi hai.

Uske aas-paas kuch bhakt — kuch ki aankhon mein gehera vishwas, kuch ki aankhon mein kadvi nafrat.

Budha Pandit (thandi, saaf aawaz mein):
"Yahi jagah hai… jahan Devta ne apni talwar dharti mein utaari thi.
Kuch kehte hain, woh rakshak tha… kuch kehte hain, woh shraap tha.
Par sach… sirf yeh dhadakti talwar jaanti hai.
"

Ek Bhakt (ghusse se):

"Usne duniya ko andhkaar mein dhakel diya! Saari magic, saari shaktiyan… sab khatam kar di."

Dusra Bhakt (dukh bhari aawaz mein):

"Par usi ne Kaal ko bhi roka tha… warna hum sab aaj zinda na hote."

Ek Aurat, halki si muskaan ke saath, aankhein jhuka ke:

"Devta tha woh… apni shakti chhod kar chala gaya… aur hum sirf yaadon ke saaye mein reh gaye."

Talwar ka surkh hissa halki-halki roshni phenka raha tha.
Mitti us jagah kaali pad chuki thi — kuch ghaas jali hui thi, kuch lakdi ke tukde aadh-jale hue.
Chabutre par phool bikhar gaye the, kuch deepak bujhte-bujhte phir se jal uthte… jaise kisi ne unme phir se jaan daal di ho.

Log kehte hain, jungle ka sabse rare wala jadi-booti yahin ugta hai.
Aur raat ko, kuch logon ka maanna hai, kuch ajeeb prani yahaan aate hain… jaise talwar ki hifazat karte hon.

Pandit aankhein band karke dheere se bolta hai:

"Hey Devta… tune Kaal ko roka, duniya ko bachaya…
Par apni talwar se is mitti ka jaadu bhi cheen liya.
Ab yeh dharti… teri yaadon mein jayegi… ya teri nafrat mein?
"

Meri aankhein achanak khul gayin.
Main khud ko ek purane lakdi ke khaat par paaya, ek bade ped ke neeche.
Hawa thandi thi… aas-paas kheton ki khushboo thi… jaise main kisi purane sapne se abhi utha hoon.

Thodi der aankhein mal ke aas-paas dekha — kuch log kheton mein kaam kar rahe the, fasal ugate hue. Hawa mein ek ajeeb si shanti thi… jaise waqt yahan ruk gaya ho.

Par ek baat samajh nahi aayi — yahan na bijli ki light thi, na taar, na koi machine… sab kuch bas mitti, paani aur mehnat.

Dil mein khayal aaya —
"Kahin main kisi doosri duniya mein toh teleport toh nahi ho gaya?"


Yaad aaya… maine toh Adi Dev se ek magic-less duniya maangi thi.
Par yahan aake samajh aa raha tha ki asli magic woh nahi jo hum dikha sakein…
Asli magic woh hai jo hawa, paani, aag aur mitti ke roop mein humare saath jeeta hai.

Tabhi ek chhota baccha mere paas aaya, haath mein ek laal lollipop liye hue.


Baccha: "Bhaiya… aaj aap ghar nahi jaaoge kya?"

Main hairaan ho gaya.
"Kaunsa ghar? Kaisa ghar?"

Sir par haath rakha — dard ho raha tha.
Dheere se bola: "Babu… mujhe ghar tak chhod doge?"

Usne bina kuch pooche mera haath pakda aur kheton se guzarte hue mujhe ek chhote se mitti ke ghar ke aage le aaya.
Gate ke saamne ruk gaya.

Baccha: "Yeh lo bhaiya… aa gaya aapka ghar."


Main use dekhta raha… phir halki muskaan ke saath uske gaal ko chhua.
"Shukriya, babu."

Woh hansa, bhaag gaya.

Main gate khol ke andar ghusa.
Andar ek aadmi baitha tha — 45-50 saal ka, kaale-khale kapde pehne hue, haath mein ek purana lakdi ka dabba tha.


Aadmi: "Are beta! Tuh aa gaya? Kheton ka kaam ho gaya na?"

Main ne bas haan mein sir hila diya.

Aadmi: "Jaa… dekh, teri maa aur behen khaane pe baithe hain."


Main palat ke gate ki taraf badha.
Tabhi ek aurat aur ek ladki andar aayi.


Aurat (mere gaal ko chhu ke):
"Aa gaya beta? Khet se aaj der ho gayi."

Ladki (mazak mein hansi):

"Are maa… bhaiya toh so kar aaye hain lagta hai!"

Unki baaton mein ek apnapan tha… jaise main yahi ka hoon.
Maine bas muskaan ke saath kaha:
"Haan… thodi neend aa gayi thi."

Maa: "Koi baat nahi… chal, khir banayi hai. Kha le."


Main chup-chaap andar chala gaya.
Par dil ke andar ek hi sawaal ghoom raha tha —
"Kya yeh mera naya janam hai?

Kya main sach mein is gareebi mein jeene ke liye bheja gaya hoon?
Ya yeh bas ek khel hai… kisi bade raaz ka pehla parda?"

Kuch der baad, raat hone lagi.
Sab khana khake chup ho gaye. Main kone mein baithkar soch raha tha —
"Yeh jagah… yeh log… yeh raaz… main kaise samajh paunga?"

Tabhi…

Maa: "Neha beta, zara jaa ke bistar sahi kar de. Dev aaram se so le, thaka hua hoga."


"Neha" naam sunte hi mere dil mein ek ajeeb si chubhan hui… jaise kisi ne andar chhupaa hua purana daag chhed diya ho. Lekin nahi… yeh woh Neha nahi thi… sirf naam ek tha, baaki sab alag.

Main uth ke bahar jaane laga ki THAK! mera sir gate ke kone se takra gaya. Ek tez thandi chubhan hui… garam khoon ki ek boond mere mathe se behne lagi.

Neha daudti hui aayi:
"Arre bhaiya! Yeh kaise ho gaya?"

Usne apni chunni ka ek kona phaad ke mere sir pe rakh diya, khoon rokne ki koshish karte hue. Uske haath ki garmi mere thande sir ko chhoo rahi thi, par chot ka dard aur tez ho raha tha.

Tabhi bahar se bhaagte hue kuch log guzre. Unme se ek ne zor se chillaya:
"Neha bitiya, andar raho! Gate band karo! Antim Sthal se toofan aa raha hai!"


Uski awaaz mein aisa darr tha ki meri gardan apne aap us taraf ghoom gayi.

Neha, ab bhi mera sir sambhalte hue, gate ki taraf daudi:

"Bhaiya, aap yahan baith jao… main maa ko bulati hoon."

Main: "Nahi… maa ko mat bulao. Tum yeh batao… yeh kya bol raha tha? ‘Antim Sthal’?"

Neha ne kuch pal mujhe dekha… phir uski aankhon mein ek chamak aayi, jaise kisi ne ek purani kahani ka taala tod diya ho.


Neha:
"Arre… jaya bhaiya, aap toh bhool gaye. Aapke naam jaisa hi ek pehle iss duniya ka ek devta tha… jisne apni talwar se poore andhkaar ko kaat diya tha. Us talwar ka mandir hi ‘Antim Sthal’ ke paas hai… aur wahi se ki baat keh rahe the woh ."

Uski awaaz… jaise mere andar ke soye hue raaz ko jagane lagi ho.
Door se hawa tez ho gayi… aur lagta tha, jaise koi mujhe bula raha ho.
Bahut badhiya update Hai Bhai........
Starting bahut achhe se ki hai apne......dekhte hai aage kya hota hai
 

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Ghane jungle ke beech… pahaadon ke andar, dhundh aur hawaon mein chhupi ek purani jagah.
Wahi jagah, jahan kabhi Dev ne apni talwar dharti mein gaadi thi.

Aaj wahan ek bada sa pathar ka chabutra bana hai — log use "Antim Sthal" kehte hain.
Chabutre ke beech se talwar ka ek surkh aur kaala hissa abhi bhi bahar nikla hai, jo halki-halki dil ki tarah dhadak raha hai… jaise uske andar abhi bhi koi zinda shakti bas rahi ho.

Hawa tez chal rahi hai… deepak ki lau kabhi jalti hai, kabhi bujhti hai.
Ek budha pandit talwar ke saamne haath jod kar khada hai, uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa santulan — jaise woh talwar se nafrat bhi karta ho, par uski shakti ke aage sir jhukaane par majboor bhi hai.

Uske aas-paas kuch bhakt — kuch ki aankhon mein gehera vishwas, kuch ki aankhon mein kadvi nafrat.

Budha Pandit (thandi, saaf aawaz mein):
"Yahi jagah hai… jahan Devta ne apni talwar dharti mein utaari thi.
Kuch kehte hain, woh rakshak tha… kuch kehte hain, woh shraap tha.
Par sach… sirf yeh dhadakti talwar jaanti hai.
"

Ek Bhakt (ghusse se):

"Usne duniya ko andhkaar mein dhakel diya! Saari magic, saari shaktiyan… sab khatam kar di."

Dusra Bhakt (dukh bhari aawaz mein):

"Par usi ne Kaal ko bhi roka tha… warna hum sab aaj zinda na hote."

Ek Aurat, halki si muskaan ke saath, aankhein jhuka ke:

"Devta tha woh… apni shakti chhod kar chala gaya… aur hum sirf yaadon ke saaye mein reh gaye."

Talwar ka surkh hissa halki-halki roshni phenka raha tha.
Mitti us jagah kaali pad chuki thi — kuch ghaas jali hui thi, kuch lakdi ke tukde aadh-jale hue.
Chabutre par phool bikhar gaye the, kuch deepak bujhte-bujhte phir se jal uthte… jaise kisi ne unme phir se jaan daal di ho.

Log kehte hain, jungle ka sabse rare wala jadi-booti yahin ugta hai.
Aur raat ko, kuch logon ka maanna hai, kuch ajeeb prani yahaan aate hain… jaise talwar ki hifazat karte hon.

Pandit aankhein band karke dheere se bolta hai:

"Hey Devta… tune Kaal ko roka, duniya ko bachaya…
Par apni talwar se is mitti ka jaadu bhi cheen liya.
Ab yeh dharti… teri yaadon mein jayegi… ya teri nafrat mein?
"

Meri aankhein achanak khul gayin.
Main khud ko ek purane lakdi ke khaat par paaya, ek bade ped ke neeche.
Hawa thandi thi… aas-paas kheton ki khushboo thi… jaise main kisi purane sapne se abhi utha hoon.

Thodi der aankhein mal ke aas-paas dekha — kuch log kheton mein kaam kar rahe the, fasal ugate hue. Hawa mein ek ajeeb si shanti thi… jaise waqt yahan ruk gaya ho.

Par ek baat samajh nahi aayi — yahan na bijli ki light thi, na taar, na koi machine… sab kuch bas mitti, paani aur mehnat.

Dil mein khayal aaya —
"Kahin main kisi doosri duniya mein toh teleport toh nahi ho gaya?"


Yaad aaya… maine toh Adi Dev se ek magic-less duniya maangi thi.
Par yahan aake samajh aa raha tha ki asli magic woh nahi jo hum dikha sakein…
Asli magic woh hai jo hawa, paani, aag aur mitti ke roop mein humare saath jeeta hai.

Tabhi ek chhota baccha mere paas aaya, haath mein ek laal lollipop liye hue.


Baccha: "Bhaiya… aaj aap ghar nahi jaaoge kya?"

Main hairaan ho gaya.
"Kaunsa ghar? Kaisa ghar?"

Sir par haath rakha — dard ho raha tha.
Dheere se bola: "Babu… mujhe ghar tak chhod doge?"

Usne bina kuch pooche mera haath pakda aur kheton se guzarte hue mujhe ek chhote se mitti ke ghar ke aage le aaya.
Gate ke saamne ruk gaya.

Baccha: "Yeh lo bhaiya… aa gaya aapka ghar."


Main use dekhta raha… phir halki muskaan ke saath uske gaal ko chhua.
"Shukriya, babu."

Woh hansa, bhaag gaya.

Main gate khol ke andar ghusa.
Andar ek aadmi baitha tha — 45-50 saal ka, kaale-khale kapde pehne hue, haath mein ek purana lakdi ka dabba tha.


Aadmi: "Are beta! Tuh aa gaya? Kheton ka kaam ho gaya na?"

Main ne bas haan mein sir hila diya.

Aadmi: "Jaa… dekh, teri maa aur behen khaane pe baithe hain."


Main palat ke gate ki taraf badha.
Tabhi ek aurat aur ek ladki andar aayi.


Aurat (mere gaal ko chhu ke):
"Aa gaya beta? Khet se aaj der ho gayi."

Ladki (mazak mein hansi):

"Are maa… bhaiya toh so kar aaye hain lagta hai!"

Unki baaton mein ek apnapan tha… jaise main yahi ka hoon.
Maine bas muskaan ke saath kaha:
"Haan… thodi neend aa gayi thi."

Maa: "Koi baat nahi… chal, khir banayi hai. Kha le."


Main chup-chaap andar chala gaya.
Par dil ke andar ek hi sawaal ghoom raha tha —
"Kya yeh mera naya janam hai?

Kya main sach mein is gareebi mein jeene ke liye bheja gaya hoon?
Ya yeh bas ek khel hai… kisi bade raaz ka pehla parda?"

Kuch der baad, raat hone lagi.
Sab khana khake chup ho gaye. Main kone mein baithkar soch raha tha —
"Yeh jagah… yeh log… yeh raaz… main kaise samajh paunga?"

Tabhi…

Maa: "Neha beta, zara jaa ke bistar sahi kar de. Dev aaram se so le, thaka hua hoga."


"Neha" naam sunte hi mere dil mein ek ajeeb si chubhan hui… jaise kisi ne andar chhupaa hua purana daag chhed diya ho. Lekin nahi… yeh woh Neha nahi thi… sirf naam ek tha, baaki sab alag.

Main uth ke bahar jaane laga ki THAK! mera sir gate ke kone se takra gaya. Ek tez thandi chubhan hui… garam khoon ki ek boond mere mathe se behne lagi.

Neha daudti hui aayi:
"Arre bhaiya! Yeh kaise ho gaya?"

Usne apni chunni ka ek kona phaad ke mere sir pe rakh diya, khoon rokne ki koshish karte hue. Uske haath ki garmi mere thande sir ko chhoo rahi thi, par chot ka dard aur tez ho raha tha.

Tabhi bahar se bhaagte hue kuch log guzre. Unme se ek ne zor se chillaya:
"Neha bitiya, andar raho! Gate band karo! Antim Sthal se toofan aa raha hai!"


Uski awaaz mein aisa darr tha ki meri gardan apne aap us taraf ghoom gayi.

Neha, ab bhi mera sir sambhalte hue, gate ki taraf daudi:

"Bhaiya, aap yahan baith jao… main maa ko bulati hoon."

Main: "Nahi… maa ko mat bulao. Tum yeh batao… yeh kya bol raha tha? ‘Antim Sthal’?"

Neha ne kuch pal mujhe dekha… phir uski aankhon mein ek chamak aayi, jaise kisi ne ek purani kahani ka taala tod diya ho.


Neha:
"Arre… jaya bhaiya, aap toh bhool gaye. Aapke naam jaisa hi ek pehle iss duniya ka ek devta tha… jisne apni talwar se poore andhkaar ko kaat diya tha. Us talwar ka mandir hi ‘Antim Sthal’ ke paas hai… aur wahi se ki baat keh rahe the woh ."

Uski awaaz… jaise mere andar ke soye hue raaz ko jagane lagi ho.
Door se hawa tez ho gayi… aur lagta tha, jaise koi mujhe bula raha ho.
Bahut hi badhiya update diya hai Dev the lover bhai....
Nice and beautiful update....
 
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