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UPDATE 63
Megha:- Abb tumhe kya hua?
Sumit:- Bas aaj ke class se...Jaisa socha tha waisa nahi tha.
Megha:- Tum to kehte thhe aashani se padh loge.
Sumit:- Kuch jyada hi aashaan hai.
Megha:- Matlab?
Sumit:- Socha tha surgery ka class hai...Kuch surgery wergery karne ko milega...Lekin surgery to dur ki baat hai sirf procedures ka naam hi padhne ko mila...Aur kuch ajeebo garib dikhne wale instruments.
Sumit ko aise dekh Megha ko hansi aa gaya.
Megha:- To kya socha tha pehle din hi neursurgeon ban jaaoge
Sumit:- Vakt lagega jaanta hun...Lekin itna jyada vakt lagega ye pata nahi tha.
Megha:- Tum hi to kehte thhe intejaar ka phal meetha hota hai.
Megha abhi bhi Sumit ki maje le rahi thi.
Sumit:- Aisa kab kaha maine?
Megha:- Kabhi to kaha hai...Lekin yaad nahi aa raha hai.
Sumit:- Nahi aisa dialogue kabhi nahi keh sakta hun mai.
Megha:- Itna yakin?
Sumit:- Haan abb ye dialogue kuch khaas nahi raha...Bacche bacche bolte hai...Mera dialogue hai to kuch unique hona chahiye.
Megha:- Unique...Hmm...Yaad aaya Sumit SFS.
Ye sunte hi Sumit kuch pal ke liye chup ho gaya.
Sumit:- Kaahe ki SFS...Abb SBS bolo...Straight backward Sumit...4 saal se ek hi jagah atkaa hua hun...Yaa fir kaho kaagi piche chhut gaya hun.
Ek alag hi irritation tha Sumit ki aawaj mein...Abb Megha bhi majaak ke mood se baahar aa gayi.
Megha:- Piche reh gaye ho? Ye kisne keh diya.
Sumit:- Khud ne...Mujhe sabse acche se mai hi jaanta hun.
Megha:- Abhi bhi acche se khud ko nahi jaan paaye ho.
Sumit:- Aur wo kaise?
Megha:- Abhi tum aage badhne ki soch to rahe ho naa...Aur aage badh bhi rahe ho...Abhi ke liye ye bhi bahut hai.
Sumit:- Badh to raha hun...Lekin kacchua ki raftaar se.
Megha:- Bhulo mat...Agar apna manjil ki aur dridh nischay ke saath aage badhoge to issi raftaar se apne uss manjil ko haasil kar loge jo bahut se careless khargosh apne ghamand me haasil nahi kar sakte.
Sumit:- Ye kacchua aur khargosh ki kahani aur saccha pyaar...Abb to kahani mein hi accha lagta hai.
Megha:- Har baat ko itna negatively kyu lete ho?
Sumit:- Sach hai ye...Bhale hi kadhwa hai...Lekin sach se dur bhaagne ki jagah abb isko swikaar kar raha hun.
Sumit:- (In his mind) Tumhare saamne aur looser banna nahi chaahta hun...Lekin abhi positivity...Wo dur dur tak dikh nahi raha hai...Bas kisi tarah ye vakt nikal jaaye aur kaash pehle ki tarah confident aur straightforward ban saku...Kabhi kabhi to khud se nafrat hota hai ki itna negative kyu ban gaya hun?
Megha:- Aur bhulo mat...Jitne bhi galtiyan karoge wo bhi yahi sikhayega ki aage se ye galti nahi karna hai...Jab jaago tab sabera...Khone ke liye kuch nahi hai abb aur paane ke liye bahut kuch.
Aakhir ke wo line...Sidha Sumit ke dimaagh mein asar kar gaya.
Fir kuch der baat karne ke baad.
Sumit:- Achha chalta hun.
Fir Megha hostel chali jaati hai aur Sumit apna ghar.
At Dinner Time
S. Dad:- Chal bata aaj ki update?
Sumit:- Update kis baat ki?
S. Dad:- Cigarette aur Daaru ki count.
Sumit:- 8 cigarettes aur daaru aaj piya nahi hai.
8 cigarettes ki baat sunn kar sabhi ko bahut hairaani hua.
S. Dad:- Aur kal tak kitna peeta tha?
Sumit:- 30 ke aas paas cigarettes aur daaru 1 peg se 1 bottle tak.
S. Mom:- Itna jyaada?
Wo Sumit ko darte hue dekhti hai...Sumit iss baar kuch nahi bolta.
S. Dad:- Ye bhi kam hi hai...Aise haalaath ko maine bhi dekha hai.
Iss baar Sumit ki Papa bhi kaafi serious ho kar bole.
S. Mom:- Aise haalaath? Matlab aap bhi peete thhe? Mujhe to kabhi pata nahi chala.
S. Dad:- Are nahi nahi...Mera ek dost tha aisa hi...Din bhar nashe mein hi rehta tha.
Sumit ki Maa to chup ho gayi lekin Sumit ko Papa ki baat par kahi na kahi shak ho gaya.
Wo apne Papa se bhale hi kitna bhi close tha...Lekin unke ateet se bilkul hi anjaan tha.
Jald hi Papa se iss baare mein baat karne ka usne man bana liya.
Rashmi:- 30 hi kyu? Half century pura kar lete.
Sumit:- Uss mein to tera copyright hai...Daily 50 chugli karne ki copyright.
Sumit ki iss baat par Rashmi apna munh ghuma leti hai...Uske Maa aur Papa dono abhi bhi serious dikh rahe thhe.
S. Mom:- Apna sehat ka to soch.
Sumit:- Ussi liye to chhod raha hun ye sab.
Sumit ne kisi soch mein doob kar ye jawaab diya.
Sumit:- (In his mind) Cigarette mein COPD ka dar to nahi hai filhaal lekin Lung Cancer. Aur Alcohol se Liver Cirrhosis.
Iss soch ne Sumit ko andar tak hilaa diya.
Sumit:- (In his mind) Pehle hi itna late ho chuka hun...Abb aur nahi...Dhire dhire sabhi nashe se dur hone ke baad apna health checkup karwaunga.
Kaash jyada der naa hua ho.