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Uski awaj sunte hi dono ka dhyan toota. Usse dekh kar Meera ki najren mano Som par thehar gayi ho. Kuchh der pahle poori tarah sharma rahi ladki ab ghabra rahi thi...
Meera sawaliya najron se Som ko dekhne lagi. Som sawaliya najron se uss aadmi ko dekhne laga. Aur wo aadmi... "Tum mujhe respond nahi kar rahe the boss. Majboori me tumhe dhundhna pad gaya. Mejor Ram Naresh Singh"..
Som:- Hello mejor, mera naam Som hai..
Mejor:- Boss yadi aap ki meeting ho gayi ho to madam ko kaho thodi der footpath par intzar kare...
Meera sawaliya najron se kabhi Som to kabhi mejor ko dekhti... "I knew it, tum kisi agency ke secret agent ho. Aisa mera dil kahta tha"…
Som, Meera ko shant rahne ka ishara karte... "Major kya aap apne opretion ki detail batane wale hain.."
Mejor:- No...
Som:- To fir kyun in logon ke samne suspence creat kar rahe. Aap apna kaam kar ke chale jaoge aur poore Lucknow me halla ho jayega koi secret agent unke bich rahta hai...
Mejor:- Boss aap to unse bhi upar ho. DiSi acadamy ka director jahan ke trainee national players hote hain. 40 national player, 800 defence personnel aur 300 IPS ko sniper tranee dene wala khud ko secret agent se kam aank raha...
Som:- Major aap ne sun liya kya Meera meri hone wali biwi hai...
Mejor:- Tabhi to aap ka impression jama raha... Duniya jit liye to kya jite dost jo apni patni ka dil na jit sake... Kyon maim galat kaha kya maine...
Som:- Mejor aap kya yahan time pass ke liye aaye ho...
Mejor:- Ab civilian ke bich bitha kar defence ki baat kah rahe kahne... Kahan se kaam chalega boss...
Som:- Major mere absence me poora freelancing ka kaam Meera hi dekhne wali hai. Ab bhi koi issue hai...
Mejor:- Then fine... Mujhe 20 sniper ka back up chahiye..
Som:- What???
Mejor:- Yesss.. Chief secretary of defense ke office se ek request letter already bheja ja chuka hai, tumne dekha nahi abhi tak?..
Som:- Mejor mere pass iss waqt 15 se 18 sal ke players traning kar rahe hain, jo 2 mahine baad Asian games me participate karenge… Chaho to khud kal acadamy ja kar dekh sakte ho. 1 singal, na to police department ke trainee hai aur na hi defence ke..
Mejor:- Tumhare DiSi acadamy ke 30 trainer hai na. Unme se 20 ko bhej do..
Som:- Mejor we are not the part of Indian defence services. Aap log apne shooters bula lijiye. Humare liye kafi problem ho jati hai... Kisi ne pahchan liya to musibat hai.. hume yahin rahna hai...
Mejor:- You have no choice Boss... Tum secretary of defense office ke proposal ko refuse nahi kar sakte..
Som:- Mujhe kuchh waqt chahiye...
Mejor:- We offer 20% amount.. ab kaho...
Som:- Mejor aap pagal ho gaye ho. 20 sniper, kya 4000 civilians ko sulana hai...
Mejor:- Mera kaam mat samjhao Boss. Bus jitna kaha gaya hai utna karo... Am I clear...
Som:- Mujhe sab se baat karni hogi
Mejor:- Am I clear...
Som:- Kuchh to waqt lagega...
Mejor:- Am I clear...
Mejor:- Yes sir...
Mejor:- That's I want to hear. Kal sharp 9 AM muje sabki reporting chahiye. Unke family se bol dena Sunday 2 PM baad ghar pahunchenge…
Meera:- Jo log aap ka kaam nahi karna chahte unse aise hi dhamka kar kaam lete hain aap...
Mejor:- Humne DiSi acadamy ko certify kiya hai, tab ja kar iske log training dete hain. 30 retired national players trainer hain DiSi acadamy me, unme se 20 ko hi to maanga hai.… Kyon Boss...
Meera:- Please inhe boss na kahiye...
Mejor:- Main to mejor hun. Mejor general bhi inhe boss hi kahega, personality hi aisi hai. Trained shooter ko sir final traning dete hain. Inke A aur A+ certify shooter matlab world class shooter... Aur karna kya hota hai inko. Safe jagah se baith kar bus back up hi to dena hai. Poori fauj mar jaye lekin ye shooters aaram se apni jagah chhipe hote hain. Ab ye log humare liye itna bhi nahi kar sakte kya...
Som:- Ji sir aap ne bilkul sahi kaha...
Mejor:- Chidhe huye lag rahe ho boss. Are mithai khilao. Anurag sir jab sunege ki uska beta shadi kar raha hai, khush ho jayenge...
Som mejor ko hairani se dekhte... "Mere dad ko aap jante ho"..
Mejor:- Haan unke under maine 2 successful operation kiye hain. Mejor Ram Naresh Singh kahna wo samjh jayenge...
Som:- Mejor ek favour karoge…
Mejor:- Haan boss order do..
Som:- Mejor humare bare me please kisi ko bhi mat batana...
Mejor:- Ek shart par…
Som:- Kya?
Mejor:- Meri beti ko bhi national ke liye trained kar do. Wo state khel chuki hai. DiSi acadamy me wo trail dee thi lekin uska score low tha. Dusre acadamy walon ki fee itni hai ki hum afford nahi kar payenge…
Som:- Done... Aur kisi defence personnel ke bacche ko admission chahiye to wo bhi kah dijiyega. Aur iske liye aap ko aise mauke ke intzar me nahi karna chahiye..
Mejor:- No boss.. apne operation ke liye hum kisi se kuchh bhi karwa sakte hain... By hook or by crook. Lekin iss postion ki apni ek maryada hai… Kal ko log ye na kahe ek defence personnel ke dawab me personally fevour karna pada...
Som:- Got your point mejor.. ab kya aap jaoge taki hum apni meeting khatm kar sake..
Mejor:- Ohhh why not… by the way gorgeous choice Boss... Main to dua karunga freelancing ke liye Meera maim se contact karna pare...
Som:- Jao na sir ab aap ko sun'ne ki katai ikchha nahi hai...
Mejor hanste huye gaya wahan se. Som bhi uth kar apna hath aage badhaya. Meera, Som ka hath tham kar khadi hoti... "Ye sab kya tha boss"…
Som:- Desh sewa. Kisi badi hasti ke yahan jab operation hota hai, tab bich me public bahut upadrav machati hai. Unhi ko behosh kar ke sulane ke liye snipers hote hain..
Meera:- You mean wo tranculizer, jis se janvaron ko behosh karte hain…
Som:- Haan wahi… waise rubber bullet aur smoke bomb hote hain, lekin jab ladies ki mob hoti hai tab sena ke jawano ke bhi pasine chhut jate hain. Aise condition me back up ke liye snipers ko rakhte hain…
Meera:- Aur agar yahan aap nhi hote to..
Som:- To ye police ke shooters bulate. Wo kacche shooters hote hain dur se nishana lagane me utne nipun nahi.
Meera:- Aur ye Mejor kis prakar ke freelancing ke liye sampark karne ki baat kah raha tha. Baton se aisa lagta tha ki kafi communication hai dono ke bich me..
Som:- Humare yahan Defence aur Police department ke logon ki traning chalte rahti hai to unhi ko on field bhejne ke liye ye log sampark karte hain. Jaise abhi ke situation me 20 snipers ki demand hui hai.
Meera:- Ohhh !!! Tabhi sab ke Boss ban gaye.. IPS aur sena ke mejor general ke boss se baat kar rahi hun… Tabhi sir mujhe bhaw nahi dete the. Wahan traning ke liye kayi Female IPS aur defence personnel aati hongi...
Som:- Yep...
Meera, 2 kadam aage badh kar, apne hath paun chalati... "Main na kisi police wali ya military wali ladki ki movie dekhti hun na to josh aa jata hai. Ye aise isko maara, wo waise usko maara. Epic dialogues aur lagta hai ki haan samaj me achhe logon ki jit hoti hai... Lekin ye sab baaten screen ke ander hi simat kar rah jati hai... Hakikat se koson dur..."
Som, Meera ko dekh kar muskura raha tha. Haton ke ishare se usse apne pass bulaya aur kinare se apni baanh failakar khud me samet liya. Meera bhi sukoon se apna sar Som ke sine se lagati kadam se kadam milate chalne lagi...
Som:- Ye zindgi hi sangharsh hai Meera. Musibat me fase kisi ek ki madad to tumne bhi ki thi. Apne parivar ke khilaf khadi rahi. Lekin natija kya hua... Uss majboor ko jab mauka mila to wo bhi corrupt ho gaya. Yahan sirf ek hi baat hoti hai, log kewal apne swarth ke liye stand lete hain. Bahut kam aise log hote hain jo dusron ke liye stand lete hain lekin vishwas mano, fir unke liye koi stand nahi leta..."
Som ki baat sun kar Meera chhota sa chehra banati... "Yep, got this point"..
Som, apne sine se tike Meera ke chehre ko muskura kar deka aur uske sar ko chumte... "Tum kyun mayus hoti ho, tumhe ab akela mehsus karne ki koi jaroorat nahi. Haan bus ye hai ki kise ke achha ya bure hone ke concept ko thoda sa change karo..."
Meera:- Som sir aapko apni hone wali patni ka dil jitne ki jaroorat nahi.. Aap to pahle se jit chuke. Aap se jitna main baat karti hun pyar utna hi badhta hai. Haan mehnat mujhe karni hogi. Sir thoda favour karoge...
Som:- Ji aadesh karen…
Meera:- Aap ke dil jitne ke tips and trics bata do na...
Som:- Dekhna kal ko tum kosogi... Kis se pala par gaya…
Meera:- Kise pata kal ho na ho.. mere pass to mara apna aaj hai. Som sir to rishta pakka...
Meera ki baten hi aisi thi, hansi apne aap aa jaye... "Haan baba pakka.. ek gawaah tum apne taiyar kar lena, ek gawah main le aaunga"..
Meera:- No, no, no, no... Wo sab aap dekho ji... Main masoom si ladki kahan se kya karungi..
Som:- Matlab tum Neerav ko bhi nahi batane wali...
Meera Som ko gusse se ghurti... "Neerav yaad hai aur main yaad nahi thi. Uss din jhoot bol rahe the na..."…
(Meera aur Som ki pahli mulakat jahan Som, nahi pahchan paya tha ki Meera wahi ladki hai jise usne thappad mara tha)
Som:- Main Sia ke sweetos ke bare me na janu. Haan chehre se kisi ko nahi janta tha. Bus ab aaram se ghar jao.. bilkul muh par tala lagaye... ..
Meera:- Sath chalte huye hi to baat kar rahi hun... Kaun sa kah rahi baith kar pahle baat kar lete hain, fir chalte hain... Ab to shadi bhi tay ho gayi hai, to kya ab bhi mujhe dantoge, aise kam-kam baat karoge Som sir...
Som ander se hans bhi raha tha aur soch bhi raha tha... "Ye poora pagal hai... Maza aane wala hai ab"….
"O' Sir ji khul kar hans lijiye na... Aise akele-akele, ander hi anader hanse to kya hanse"… Meera Som ke thik samne aati, ulte paun chalti, natkiya andaz me hansti hui kahne lagi...
1 kilometer ka rasta dedh ghanta se upar laga diye tay karne me. Haan ye tha ki jab Meera nukkad tak pahunchi, bilkul shant aur formal baten karti hui chali. Som jab laut raha tha uske jahan me Meera ka pyara chehra tha, jab wo muskura kar aur khile se roop me Som ko vida kar rahi thi.
Idhar Meera jaise hi ander gayi Soni kaki... "Kuku beta, maine jamai final kar diya"…
Meera khul kar hansti hui... "Kaki, main to aap ko bhi parakh rahi thi. Par aapne mujhe thoda sa niras kiya. Koi nahi.. Vyas ki tasveer viral kar ke aap galat jamai final karne ja rahi thi"…
Soni kaki bhaddi si shakl banate... "Matlab Vyas wo ladka nahi jiski khatir tum medical karne aayi".
Meera ki hansi hi nahi thami... "Aur aap ko kisne ye baat batayi"…
Soni:- Isme kisi ko batane ki kya jaroorat hai. Dekh beta koi ladka pasand aaye usme koi burai thode na hai. Tumhari mammi koi dushman thode hi hai. Tum unhe bata do wo tumhari shadi ussi se karwa degi...
Meera, Soni kaki ke dono gaal khinchte.… "Thank you sooo muchh kaki. Aur aap kyun chinta karti ho. Mammi se pahle aap yahan mera rishta final kar dena... Khush"…
Soni kaki:- Haan to batayegi tab na ki ladka kaun hai, kya karta hai?... Ab Vyas to achha ladka hai yahan sab kahte hain.. Doctari padh raha hai. Sab achha hai. Lekin uske bare me to mujhe kuchh nahi pata...
Meera hansti hui apna angutha dikhati… "Kaki uski tasveer viral nahi kar paogi. Uss raat jab aap doctor ke chember me gayi thi tab wo aaya bhi, mujhe mila bhi aur gaya bhi"…
Soni kaki:- Kaun...
Meera:- Main kyun bataun... Jab sahi waqt aayega fir bata dungi... Abhi jyada tension na lo...
Soni:- Dhyan se beta, abhi bacpana gaya nahi hai tumhara aur ye ladke bhadose ke kabil nahi hote. Kuchh aisa waisa kar ke chale jate hain..
Soni kaki ki baat par Meera ek baar aur hansti hui... "Bus bhi karo kaki. Aap jyada soch rahi hai. Khana khilaogi ya aaj bhukhe hi rakhna hai"
Soni kaki gayi khana lagane. Meera Soni kaki ki pratikriya dekh kar muskurati…. "Pata nahi itne bhole log bhi hote hain. Main kal hi vrindavan jaungi apne Krishna se milne. Bahut sahi logon ke bich mujhe le aaye..."
Meera khush thi. Bahut khush thi. Shayad bayan na kar paye lekin arsa baad wo apne ander poorn sukoon si mehsus kar rahi thi. Chahakti hui subah-subah hi wo poori tarah se taiyar ho kar Vyas ke darwaje par pahunchi.
"Hello family koi hai"…. Meera hall me khadi ho kar chillane lagi..
Alka Shashtri nikal kar aayi... Hath me karchi mathe par pasina aur Meera ko dekh kar bhauchakki aankhen... "Ae pagal ye tu college ja rahi hai ya miss India competition me."
Meera:- Kya hua Aunty…
Alka:- Beta kapde hamesa dhile aur comfortable hone chahiye. Gadhi kahin ki, itne tight jeans me baith kar padhai kaise karegi. Aur ye gale me itne motiyon ke haar. Upar se ye chehre par kya lali aur cream pot kar apni natural beauty ke upar ye chudail beauty le aayi hai. Ati hi bakwas. Jitne baat par toki hun sab fatafat change kar...
Meera:- Jo aagya mate shree... Aapka beta taiyar hua ki nahi...
Alka:- Wo teeno jayenge... Tum to Neerav ke sath jati ho na...
Meera, apne honth gol banati... "Nana, kal bike ke pichhe baithne me bahut maza aaya. Aaj bhi main Vyas ke sath hi jaungi"…
Alka:- Kuchh din baad rakhi hai.... Usse rakhi bandh dena fir bike par jana...
Vyas kamre me kapde pahan raha tha. Meera ki aawaj sun kar aur bhi fatafat kiya. Badan par utne kapde dala jitne pahan kar bahar aa sake aur bhag kar bahar aaya... Paint aur baniyan me tha. Meera usse dekh kar seety bajati... "Kya gathila badan hai. Jim jate ho kya Jija ji"..
Meera jaise hi Jija ji boli, Alka aur Vyas ke kaan ke ander "Jija ji" shabd echo kar raha ho aur dimag ke ander har kone se awaz aa rahi ho.… "Jija ji.. jija ji.. jija ji.. jija ji"…
Alka poori tarah bhauchakki... Vyas poori tarah se hairan... Aankehn dono maa bete ki hairani se fati ja rahi... Alka ke muh se tej nikla.… "Kyaaaaaaa.. Ji jaaa ji?????
Vyas, kabhi dayen khadi apni maa to kabhi bayen khadi Meera ko dekh raha tha... Ander se dhuk-dhuk.. dhuk-dhuk... Ghabrahat ki alag hi dhun Vyas se sine se uth rahi thi...
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Vyas:- Sab paglon shant ho jao. Neerav ye poori history mat palat.
Meera:- Haan Neero history palat kar aise facts na de. Aaj kal jawani ka dil jyada kamjor hota hai... Heart atteck na aa jaye..
Vyas:- Bus shanti.... Point to point batao Neerav...
Meera:- Aree dono ko ladne do. Point to point main bata deti hun.
Thappp ki ek jordar awaj aayi. Itni tej thapki maar kar Vyas ne hath jode ki Meera apna chehra pichhe karti... "Haan samjh gayi. Neero tu hi bata"
Neerav:- "Sia didi aur Som Sir, Anurag Malhotra ke bacche hain. Bhabhi (Diksha) Lata Mishra aur Kapendra Mishra ki eklauti beti hai. Jaise main aur Meera class ke pahle din se sath hain, thik waise hi Bhabhi aur Som sir hain."
"Kafi strong bounding hai unke dosti ki bhi. Diksha aur Som aise jude naam hai jaise Vyas, Asif aur Riaz hai. Koi ek dikha to sab ko yakin hai ki baki bhi aas-pass honge. Jaise akele adhure se lagte hon. Ab Som sir aur bhabhi ek dusre ke sath connect the aur wahin boarding me in dono ka jaisa nanhe khilone Sia didi ne admission liya ho. Bacche ki tarah khyal rakhte the ye Sia didi ka. Aur fir jab Lata aunty aur Kapendra uncle se mulakat hui tab ye dono bhai-bahan connect huye Mishra dampatti se. Ab to inke soch me bhi nahi hai ki Lata aur Kapendra Mishra unke parent nahi."
"Aur Mishra dampatti.… Unke samne jis kisi ne bhi unhe ye ehsas karwaya ki ye dono unke bacche nahi. Aaj na kal jab mauka milega apni bhadas nikal lenge. Bhabhi ke nanihal se le kar dadihal paksh tak har koi janta hai aur utne hi strongly manta bhi hai, Sia aur Som, Mishra dampatti ke santan hain. Usme bhi Sia didi poore khandan ki hi jaan hai. Agar yahan ki baat unke ghar me se kisi ko bhanak bhi lagi hoti na, aur jis prakar se Sia didi bhadki thi... Bhagwan jane unka kya hota?..
Riaz:- Fir uss kutte ke bacche ko chhod kyun di...
Asif:- Maan le ki Danish ke bare me Vyas ko pata nahi hota aur dono ke bich serious lafda ke baad pata chalta ki wo Mujib chacha ka beta hai, to kya Vyas aage baat badhata...
Vyas pahle se hasne laga. Riaz, Vyas ko dekhte… "Sale pahle bol lene de. Abe pahli baat..." Itna kah kar Riaz bhi hansne laga...
Meera:- Kya hua khud me hi kyun hanse ja rahe ho...
Asif:- Dono pagal ho gaye hain..
Vyas:- Abe ab tu apne naye abba ko chacha bolega to hansi hi aayegi na. Sale abba bolne ki aadat daal le...
Riaz:- Batao aur compare bhi kis se kar raha. Mujib chacha bechare humare school ke soft teacher me se ek hain. Sale gidgida kar paise aithna to unhi se sikhe the na. Paun jab bhi humne pakde hain bechare ne 50 rupye se kam kabhi nahi diya hume. Upar se master sahab ke dayawan hone ke kisse kaun nahi janta aur ye Faisal ka baap. Sala wo to poora jallad hai.
Vyas:- Ek baat to Sia bahut sahi kah gayi yadi Faisal ke dada ne galti na ki hoti to UP se 4 kamine kam ho jate...
Asif:- Mujhe lagta hai Sia ke maa ya pitaji me se kisi ka koi close relation Kasif ke sath jaroor hoga. Tha to Kasif bhi kisi daur me Mishra hi.
Meera aur Neerav chaunkte huye... "Kya?"
Vyas:- "Haan wo converted muslman hai. Baap ne jis politician ke pass rah kar rajniti sikhne bheja tha ussi ki beti se shadi kar liya. Dono parivar aur unke samaj ke bich lambi jhadap chali thi. 365 din me se 300 din to carfue hi laga rahta tha."
"Iss chakkar me Kasif ka political carrier ghusne laga. Muslim beti bhagane ke liye dhudhkar rahe the to Hindu, muslim ko apne ghar me lane ke liye. Fir kya tha bacha liya apna political carrier..."
Meera:- Baba re UP me kitni kahaniyan hai. Sab se jyada to love marriage ki hi kahani hai.
Neerav:- Haan to yahi hua hoga. Kasif Sehnavaj aur Mishra dampatti ek dusre ke close contact wale honge....
Vyas:- Haan haan thik hai.. thik hai...
Asif:- Abe tujhe kis kide ne kaat liya. Ye achanak kya bake ja raha hai..
Vyas:- "UP ki khabar jis aadmi se banti ho, uske ladke ko humne pahchan kya liya, Miss Meera ne hume gundey aur don ki Wikipedia bol gayi. Lekin apne mentor ke bare me ek shabd nahi..."
"College ke pahle din se Sagar ki maal.. oops… sorry Sagar ki girlfriend ko Sia janti hai. Thappad bhi poore background jaan'ne ke baad mari thi. Phone laga kar uske baap ko aise harka di jaise raah chalta koi aadmi ho... Iss nishkarsh par koi tippni..."
Meera:- Sidhe-sidhe hi puchh lete ki Sia didi Amol Nanda ko kaise janti hai…
Neerav aankh dikhaya aur Meera apne aankhon se hi usse shant rahne ka ishara karti.…
"Sia didi iss waqt apne arbon ki company ki managing director hai. Kya samjhe sir. Poori company single hand dekhti hai aur unke sare competitors unke business growth ko dekh kar hairan hai. Amol Nanda, Sia didi ke company ka wo business associates tha, jiske sath chal rahe business agreement ko bich me hi kharij kar ke bahar ka rasta dikha diya tha"…
Meera ki baat sun kar Neerav muskuraya. Mano aankhon se hi kah raha ho, "haan ye sahi hai"... Ab aisa to tha nahi ki ye teeno in dono ke ishare baji ko samjhe na...
Asif, Neerav ka collar khinch kar uske sar ko aage kiya aur mathe par pani udelte... "Ye ankhiyon ke ishare kya hai be. Ye bhasha hume bhi thodi-thodi aati hai. Bol aankhon ke ishare se Sia ke bare me batane se mana kyun kar raha tha..."
Neerav:- Kyunki tum sab ko ye na lage ki wo carorepati ya arabpati hai. Wo kaam karne ke evaj me shayad 40k salary leti hai aur itni hi unki apni income hai...
Vyas:- Khud ke hi company se salary..
Meera:- Haan har koi jo company me kaam karta hai wo salary leta hai. Company ke profits jo hain wo shareholders me devide hote hain. Wo sara profit ka paisa wapas se company me lagta hai. Jis shareholders ne apna profit company se nikala, uske share company se kamti hote jate hain... Ye hai mota-moti aur upar-upar hisab kitab. Baki detail ke liye company laws Google kar lena...
Vyas:- Abhi jo humne second class chhodi hai filhaal to uske liye Google karo… shukr hai Neerav aaj ke combined study ke baad Delhi niklega warna fir kitab ki khak chhante... Chalo re mandli samay dekho third class ka time ho raha hai...
12th tak boarding, post graduation tak UK. Sia ko aaj tak kabhi aise logon se vasta hi nahi pada jo itne ghatiya tarike se muh par baat kare. Wo bhi anth me kaun nikla... Sia bardast hi nahi kar payi... Car chala to rahi thi lekin uski aankhen jhilmil thi. Sadak dhundhla najar aa raha tha aur dil se bus yahi nikal raha tha... "Kash koi aur hota tab dil me aisa dard na hota"…
Sia ko rah rah uski ghatiya baten yaad aa rahi thi jo kisi teer ki tarah uske kaleje me chubh rahi thi. Ghar ka mukhya darvaja samne tha. Sia aaene me apna khincha chehra dekhi aur apne chehre ki bhavna ko apne muskaan ke niche dabati, ghar me praves ki.
Sia car park karti cottage ke darvaje par najar dali. Diksha to jaise darvaje par hi najar bichhaye thi. Sia dur se hi Diksha ko dekh kar samjh gayi ki wo subah se uske intzar me hai aur uske jhuthe facial expressions ko wo turant bhaanp legi... Isliye Sia ne khud ko hi divert karne ka faisla kiya...
"Jija ji... O jija ji"…. Sia cottage ke darvaje par aane ke sath hi chillana shuru kar dee...
Pranshu:- Kya ho gaya sali sahiba, mujhe bade siddat se yaad kiya ja raha hai..
Sia ek najar Diksha par mari aur uske pichhe khade Pranshu ko dekhti... "Kyun na yaad karun, duniya me ek hi to jija ji mile hain. Jaldi se taiyar ho jao hum dono movie chalenge."
Diksha:- Baad me chali jana... Prince abhi Ahmedabad ke liye nikal rahe hain...
Pranshu:- Lekin main to weekend tak hun na... Monday morning jaunga...
Diksha apne khinche chehre par jabardasti ki muskaan laati... "Office se phone aaya tha aaj, 5 baje evenig ki meeting hai"..
Pranshu:- Haan lekin wo to kewal info diya gaya tha. Wahan mera hona thode na jaroori hai.
Diksha:- Jao kaam karo... Aur ja kar meeting aatend karo...
Sia:- Maa kahan ho.. dekho Diksha ko, main jija ji ko film kah rahi dikhane, to ye jabardasti unhe wapas bhej rahi hai...
Diskha:- Maa meri malik hai kya? Shadi kar di aur ganaga naha lee samjhi... Prince jaeye packing kijiye..
Sia:- Had hai, jija ji kyun jayenge... Ja kar tu attend kar meeting. Tu apne sasural ki hogi to kya jija ji apne sasural ke nahi honge... Jao jija ji taiyar ho jao.... Jisko meeting ki jyada chinta hai wo khud jaye...
Diksha:- Som bahar aa... Som...
Lata Mishra:- Kyon chilla rahi aur kitna bahar jayega wo to pahle se bahar gaya hua hai...
Diksha:- Ohhh.. Prince aap ab tak khade ho...
Pranshu:- Sia ek film ki hi baat to kar rahi hai… usme itna chidh kyun rahi ho?
Sia:- Haan itna chidh kyun rahi ho... Tum jao humare liye khana banao....
Diksha:- Tu janti hai na tera jaan bujh kar ignore karna bhi mujhe bura lagta hai. Tune darvaje se dekha tha na main yahin chaukhat par baith kar tera intzar kar rahi thi... Fir pahle mujh se baat nahi kar sakti thi....
Sia natkiya andaz me apna chehra sukod kar, ghurti najron se Diksha ko dekhti... "Aaj raat Nirbhay chahu ke yahan chori karegi to main ignore nahi karti"…
Diksha:- Na... Chori chhod di maine…
Sia:- To ek kaam karte hain.. 2 burkha laate hai aur Riaz ke ghar chalte hain. Tujhe dhoka diya usne aur main teri chhoti bahan... Khub drame karenge udhar... .
Diskha:- Subah-subah paglon jaisi baaten kar rahi hai... Main ye nahi karne wali...
Sia:- To fir Excitment kaise aayega..
Lata Mishra:- Kacche aam laye hain usse kaat kar achar ke liye sukhne de. Aalu ko chhil kar chips bana.. Nimbu ko ghis kar usse achar bana. Kaam shuru kar. Jab 12 baj jaye to in kamo ko kinare karna aur sabke liye lunch banana. Lunch me kathal ka kofta aur aalu parval ki sabji bana. Aaj dal makhni khane ki ikchha hai to wo bhi bana lena aur sath me Bundi rayta. Mithe me gajar ka halwa aur chawal ke kheer. Ye lunch jab taiyar ho jaye to sath lunch karne ke baad wapas se achar aur chips me bhid jana... Aur ek baad fry ke liye nahi boli to iska matlab bhul mat jana, papad, aloo fry, aur bhindi fry ye sab bhi bana lena lunch ke liye... Ho gaya na aaj ke din ka excitment...
Diskaha aur Sia butt bani kuchh der tak to item ke naam apne dimag me hi adjust karti rahi. Dono ko aise putle ki tarah khada dekh kar... "Chal ja jaldi se kitchen aise khade rahne se kaam thode na hoga"..
Sia, gusse me Pranshu ko dekhti... "Jija ji sab aap ke karan hua hai... "
Diksha:- Khush to ho gaye hoge aap... Mil gayi tasalli... Chal Sia...
Pranshu dono ko hairani se dekhte... "Mammi ji ye sab kuchh aapas me hi ki aur jate jate mujh par hi gussa ho gayi"…
Lata Mishra:- Mujhe kya pata teeno ke bich kya baaten ho rahi thi. Main, Mishra ji se gussa kar jati to wo poora din mere sath kitchen me sabjiyan kaat rahe hote. Baki aap ki understanding hai...
Kam to Lata Mishra bhi nahi thi, bechare Pranshu ko kahan jane kah dee. Som jab bahar se aaya aur Sia aur Diksha se baat karne kitchen me pahuncha, wahan Pranshu ki haalat dekh kar sar pit liya. Bechare ko sabji katne wali chhoti si chaku thama di gayi thi aur gode me ye ek fit jitna bada kathal. Wo chhote se chaku se kathal kam kaat raha tha aur khud ki aisi ki taisi kiye huye tha...
Aur idhar ye dono aaram se kitchen slab par baithi kacche aam ko namak mirch ke sath khati hui hansi thitholi kar rahi thi. Ghar ke 4-5 maid alag-alag tarah ke kaam kar rahe the... Jaise ki koi nimbu ghis raha tha to koi chhile huye aalu ko chips ke size kaat raha tha.
Som ko laga shayad Shanti aunty ka kaam kar rahe hain aur ye dono apna kaam Pranshu se karwa rahe. Som dono ko ghurte huye dekha... "Jadeja ji ye aap kya kar rahe ho"...
Pranshu:- Wo main shart haar gaya, isliye kathal chhil kar inhe pieces me katunga aur ubal kar dena hai...
Som apna matha pit'te... "Itna bada kathal kisne kaha katne. Ye to pake honge"…
Pranshu:- Haan meri kismat... 3-4 to pahle kaat chuka hun lekin sab ke sab pake huye nikle...
Som:- Aye paglon sharm nahi aati hai tum dono ko. Paka hua kathal jaan bhujh kar katwate...
Diskha:- Maine socha ek hi kathal me poore parivar ke liye kofte taiyar ho jaye ..
Diksha ki baat sun kar sabhi maid hasne lage. Kyunki ye baat khud Pranshu ne kahi thi. Som ab kya kahe. Bichara bhola Pranshu, lagta hai kabhi kitchen me gaya hi nahi.
Lunch jab taiyar hua tab khane ke bade se table par sabhi baithe huye the. Nirbhay aur Mishra family dono. Pranshu ke veerta ke kisse sun-sun kar sab lotpot ho rahe the. Sham ke waqt Lata aur Kapendra Mishra Pranshu ke sath ghumne nikle the... Teeno, Dikaha, Sia aur Som aapas me baith kar baten kar rahe the... ..
Tabhi achanak se Sia.… "Som, Diksha dono ek baat sach sach batana"…
Dono sath me... "Haan"
"Kya mere UK jane ke pichhe ki koi aur vajah bhi hai... Kya kuchh aisa jo tum dono mujh se chhipa rahe ho aur mujhe un sab chijon se dur rakhne ki kosis kar rahe ho. Aur kya main jis campus me padhti hun wo wakai me students ke padhne ki jagah hai? kyonki wahan ke chhote jhagde jis hisab se deal hote hain poore bharat hi nahi poore vishv me waise students nahi jhagadte"…
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Aaja behne ke liye
Tu zaroori, zaroori sa hai
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Vyas:- Sab paglon shant ho jao. Neerav ye poori history mat palat.
Meera:- Haan Neero history palat kar aise facts na de. Aaj kal jawani ka dil jyada kamjor hota hai... Heart atteck na aa jaye..
Vyas:- Bus shanti.... Point to point batao Neerav...
Meera:- Aree dono ko ladne do. Point to point main bata deti hun.
Thappp ki ek jordar awaj aayi. Itni tej thapki maar kar Vyas ne hath jode ki Meera apna chehra pichhe karti... "Haan samjh gayi. Neero tu hi bata"
Neerav:- "Sia didi aur Som Sir, Anurag Malhotra ke bacche hain. Bhabhi (Diksha) Lata Mishra aur Kapendra Mishra ki eklauti beti hai. Jaise main aur Meera class ke pahle din se sath hain, thik waise hi Bhabhi aur Som sir hain."
"Kafi strong bounding hai unke dosti ki bhi. Diksha aur Som aise jude naam hai jaise Vyas, Asif aur Riaz hai. Koi ek dikha to sab ko yakin hai ki baki bhi aas-pass honge. Jaise akele adhure se lagte hon. Ab Som sir aur bhabhi ek dusre ke sath connect the aur wahin boarding me in dono ka jaisa nanhe khilone Sia didi ne admission liya ho. Bacche ki tarah khyal rakhte the ye Sia didi ka. Aur fir jab Lata aunty aur Kapendra uncle se mulakat hui tab ye dono bhai-bahan connect huye Mishra dampatti se. Ab to inke soch me bhi nahi hai ki Lata aur Kapendra Mishra unke parent nahi."
"Aur Mishra dampatti.… Unke samne jis kisi ne bhi unhe ye ehsas karwaya ki ye dono unke bacche nahi. Aaj na kal jab mauka milega apni bhadas nikal lenge. Bhabhi ke nanihal se le kar dadihal paksh tak har koi janta hai aur utne hi strongly manta bhi hai, Sia aur Som, Mishra dampatti ke santan hain. Usme bhi Sia didi poore khandan ki hi jaan hai. Agar yahan ki baat unke ghar me se kisi ko bhanak bhi lagi hoti na, aur jis prakar se Sia didi bhadki thi... Bhagwan jane unka kya hota?..
Riaz:- Fir uss kutte ke bacche ko chhod kyun di...
Asif:- Maan le ki Danish ke bare me Vyas ko pata nahi hota aur dono ke bich serious lafda ke baad pata chalta ki wo Mujib chacha ka beta hai, to kya Vyas aage baat badhata...
Vyas pahle se hasne laga. Riaz, Vyas ko dekhte… "Sale pahle bol lene de. Abe pahli baat..." Itna kah kar Riaz bhi hansne laga...
Meera:- Kya hua khud me hi kyun hanse ja rahe ho...
Asif:- Dono pagal ho gaye hain..
Vyas:- Abe ab tu apne naye abba ko chacha bolega to hansi hi aayegi na. Sale abba bolne ki aadat daal le...
Riaz:- Batao aur compare bhi kis se kar raha. Mujib chacha bechare humare school ke soft teacher me se ek hain. Sale gidgida kar paise aithna to unhi se sikhe the na. Paun jab bhi humne pakde hain bechare ne 50 rupye se kam kabhi nahi diya hume. Upar se master sahab ke dayawan hone ke kisse kaun nahi janta aur ye Faisal ka baap. Sala wo to poora jallad hai.
Vyas:- Ek baat to Sia bahut sahi kah gayi yadi Faisal ke dada ne galti na ki hoti to UP se 4 kamine kam ho jate...
Asif:- Mujhe lagta hai Sia ke maa ya pitaji me se kisi ka koi close relation Kasif ke sath jaroor hoga. Tha to Kasif bhi kisi daur me Mishra hi.
Meera aur Neerav chaunkte huye... "Kya?"
Vyas:- "Haan wo converted muslman hai. Baap ne jis politician ke pass rah kar rajniti sikhne bheja tha ussi ki beti se shadi kar liya. Dono parivar aur unke samaj ke bich lambi jhadap chali thi. 365 din me se 300 din to carfue hi laga rahta tha."
"Iss chakkar me Kasif ka political carrier ghusne laga. Muslim beti bhagane ke liye dhudhkar rahe the to Hindu, muslim ko apne ghar me lane ke liye. Fir kya tha bacha liya apna political carrier..."
Meera:- Baba re UP me kitni kahaniyan hai. Sab se jyada to love marriage ki hi kahani hai.
Neerav:- Haan to yahi hua hoga. Kasif Sehnavaj aur Mishra dampatti ek dusre ke close contact wale honge....
Vyas:- Haan haan thik hai.. thik hai...
Asif:- Abe tujhe kis kide ne kaat liya. Ye achanak kya bake ja raha hai..
Vyas:- "UP ki khabar jis aadmi se banti ho, uske ladke ko humne pahchan kya liya, Miss Meera ne hume gundey aur don ki Wikipedia bol gayi. Lekin apne mentor ke bare me ek shabd nahi..."
"College ke pahle din se Sagar ki maal.. oops… sorry Sagar ki girlfriend ko Sia janti hai. Thappad bhi poore background jaan'ne ke baad mari thi. Phone laga kar uske baap ko aise harka di jaise raah chalta koi aadmi ho... Iss nishkarsh par koi tippni..."
Meera:- Sidhe-sidhe hi puchh lete ki Sia didi Amol Nanda ko kaise janti hai…
Neerav aankh dikhaya aur Meera apne aankhon se hi usse shant rahne ka ishara karti.…
"Sia didi iss waqt apne arbon ki company ki managing director hai. Kya samjhe sir. Poori company single hand dekhti hai aur unke sare competitors unke business growth ko dekh kar hairan hai. Amol Nanda, Sia didi ke company ka wo business associates tha, jiske sath chal rahe business agreement ko bich me hi kharij kar ke bahar ka rasta dikha diya tha"…
Meera ki baat sun kar Neerav muskuraya. Mano aankhon se hi kah raha ho, "haan ye sahi hai"... Ab aisa to tha nahi ki ye teeno in dono ke ishare baji ko samjhe na...
Asif, Neerav ka collar khinch kar uske sar ko aage kiya aur mathe par pani udelte... "Ye ankhiyon ke ishare kya hai be. Ye bhasha hume bhi thodi-thodi aati hai. Bol aankhon ke ishare se Sia ke bare me batane se mana kyun kar raha tha..."
Neerav:- Kyunki tum sab ko ye na lage ki wo carorepati ya arabpati hai. Wo kaam karne ke evaj me shayad 40k salary leti hai aur itni hi unki apni income hai...
Vyas:- Khud ke hi company se salary..
Meera:- Haan har koi jo company me kaam karta hai wo salary leta hai. Company ke profits jo hain wo shareholders me devide hote hain. Wo sara profit ka paisa wapas se company me lagta hai. Jis shareholders ne apna profit company se nikala, uske share company se kamti hote jate hain... Ye hai mota-moti aur upar-upar hisab kitab. Baki detail ke liye company laws Google kar lena...
Vyas:- Abhi jo humne second class chhodi hai filhaal to uske liye Google karo… shukr hai Neerav aaj ke combined study ke baad Delhi niklega warna fir kitab ki khak chhante... Chalo re mandli samay dekho third class ka time ho raha hai...
12th tak boarding, post graduation tak UK. Sia ko aaj tak kabhi aise logon se vasta hi nahi pada jo itne ghatiya tarike se muh par baat kare. Wo bhi anth me kaun nikla... Sia bardast hi nahi kar payi... Car chala to rahi thi lekin uski aankhen jhilmil thi. Sadak dhundhla najar aa raha tha aur dil se bus yahi nikal raha tha... "Kash koi aur hota tab dil me aisa dard na hota"…
Sia ko rah rah uski ghatiya baten yaad aa rahi thi jo kisi teer ki tarah uske kaleje me chubh rahi thi. Ghar ka mukhya darvaja samne tha. Sia aaene me apna khincha chehra dekhi aur apne chehre ki bhavna ko apne muskaan ke niche dabati, ghar me praves ki.
Sia car park karti cottage ke darvaje par najar dali. Diksha to jaise darvaje par hi najar bichhaye thi. Sia dur se hi Diksha ko dekh kar samjh gayi ki wo subah se uske intzar me hai aur uske jhuthe facial expressions ko wo turant bhaanp legi... Isliye Sia ne khud ko hi divert karne ka faisla kiya...
"Jija ji... O jija ji"…. Sia cottage ke darvaje par aane ke sath hi chillana shuru kar dee...
Pranshu:- Kya ho gaya sali sahiba, mujhe bade siddat se yaad kiya ja raha hai..
Sia ek najar Diksha par mari aur uske pichhe khade Pranshu ko dekhti... "Kyun na yaad karun, duniya me ek hi to jija ji mile hain. Jaldi se taiyar ho jao hum dono movie chalenge."
Diksha:- Baad me chali jana... Prince abhi Ahmedabad ke liye nikal rahe hain...
Pranshu:- Lekin main to weekend tak hun na... Monday morning jaunga...
Diksha apne khinche chehre par jabardasti ki muskaan laati... "Office se phone aaya tha aaj, 5 baje evenig ki meeting hai"..
Pranshu:- Haan lekin wo to kewal info diya gaya tha. Wahan mera hona thode na jaroori hai.
Diksha:- Jao kaam karo... Aur ja kar meeting aatend karo...
Sia:- Maa kahan ho.. dekho Diksha ko, main jija ji ko film kah rahi dikhane, to ye jabardasti unhe wapas bhej rahi hai...
Diskha:- Maa meri malik hai kya? Shadi kar di aur ganaga naha lee samjhi... Prince jaeye packing kijiye..
Sia:- Had hai, jija ji kyun jayenge... Ja kar tu attend kar meeting. Tu apne sasural ki hogi to kya jija ji apne sasural ke nahi honge... Jao jija ji taiyar ho jao.... Jisko meeting ki jyada chinta hai wo khud jaye...
Diksha:- Som bahar aa... Som...
Lata Mishra:- Kyon chilla rahi aur kitna bahar jayega wo to pahle se bahar gaya hua hai...
Diksha:- Ohhh.. Prince aap ab tak khade ho...
Pranshu:- Sia ek film ki hi baat to kar rahi hai… usme itna chidh kyun rahi ho?
Sia:- Haan itna chidh kyun rahi ho... Tum jao humare liye khana banao....
Diksha:- Tu janti hai na tera jaan bujh kar ignore karna bhi mujhe bura lagta hai. Tune darvaje se dekha tha na main yahin chaukhat par baith kar tera intzar kar rahi thi... Fir pahle mujh se baat nahi kar sakti thi....
Sia natkiya andaz me apna chehra sukod kar, ghurti najron se Diksha ko dekhti... "Aaj raat Nirbhay chahu ke yahan chori karegi to main ignore nahi karti"…
Diksha:- Na... Chori chhod di maine…
Sia:- To ek kaam karte hain.. 2 burkha laate hai aur Riaz ke ghar chalte hain. Tujhe dhoka diya usne aur main teri chhoti bahan... Khub drame karenge udhar... .
Diskha:- Subah-subah paglon jaisi baaten kar rahi hai... Main ye nahi karne wali...
Sia:- To fir Excitment kaise aayega..
Lata Mishra:- Kacche aam laye hain usse kaat kar achar ke liye sukhne de. Aalu ko chhil kar chips bana.. Nimbu ko ghis kar usse achar bana. Kaam shuru kar. Jab 12 baj jaye to in kamo ko kinare karna aur sabke liye lunch banana. Lunch me kathal ka kofta aur aalu parval ki sabji bana. Aaj dal makhni khane ki ikchha hai to wo bhi bana lena aur sath me Bundi rayta. Mithe me gajar ka halwa aur chawal ke kheer. Ye lunch jab taiyar ho jaye to sath lunch karne ke baad wapas se achar aur chips me bhid jana... Aur ek baad fry ke liye nahi boli to iska matlab bhul mat jana, papad, aloo fry, aur bhindi fry ye sab bhi bana lena lunch ke liye... Ho gaya na aaj ke din ka excitment...
Diskaha aur Sia butt bani kuchh der tak to item ke naam apne dimag me hi adjust karti rahi. Dono ko aise putle ki tarah khada dekh kar... "Chal ja jaldi se kitchen aise khade rahne se kaam thode na hoga"..
Sia, gusse me Pranshu ko dekhti... "Jija ji sab aap ke karan hua hai... "
Diksha:- Khush to ho gaye hoge aap... Mil gayi tasalli... Chal Sia...
Pranshu dono ko hairani se dekhte... "Mammi ji ye sab kuchh aapas me hi ki aur jate jate mujh par hi gussa ho gayi"…
Lata Mishra:- Mujhe kya pata teeno ke bich kya baaten ho rahi thi. Main, Mishra ji se gussa kar jati to wo poora din mere sath kitchen me sabjiyan kaat rahe hote. Baki aap ki understanding hai...
Kam to Lata Mishra bhi nahi thi, bechare Pranshu ko kahan jane kah dee. Som jab bahar se aaya aur Sia aur Diksha se baat karne kitchen me pahuncha, wahan Pranshu ki haalat dekh kar sar pit liya. Bechare ko sabji katne wali chhoti si chaku thama di gayi thi aur gode me ye ek fit jitna bada kathal. Wo chhote se chaku se kathal kam kaat raha tha aur khud ki aisi ki taisi kiye huye tha...
Aur idhar ye dono aaram se kitchen slab par baithi kacche aam ko namak mirch ke sath khati hui hansi thitholi kar rahi thi. Ghar ke 4-5 maid alag-alag tarah ke kaam kar rahe the... Jaise ki koi nimbu ghis raha tha to koi chhile huye aalu ko chips ke size kaat raha tha.
Som ko laga shayad Shanti aunty ka kaam kar rahe hain aur ye dono apna kaam Pranshu se karwa rahe. Som dono ko ghurte huye dekha... "Jadeja ji ye aap kya kar rahe ho"...
Pranshu:- Wo main shart haar gaya, isliye kathal chhil kar inhe pieces me katunga aur ubal kar dena hai...
Som apna matha pit'te... "Itna bada kathal kisne kaha katne. Ye to pake honge"…
Pranshu:- Haan meri kismat... 3-4 to pahle kaat chuka hun lekin sab ke sab pake huye nikle...
Som:- Aye paglon sharm nahi aati hai tum dono ko. Paka hua kathal jaan bhujh kar katwate...
Diskha:- Maine socha ek hi kathal me poore parivar ke liye kofte taiyar ho jaye ..
Diksha ki baat sun kar sabhi maid hasne lage. Kyunki ye baat khud Pranshu ne kahi thi. Som ab kya kahe. Bichara bhola Pranshu, lagta hai kabhi kitchen me gaya hi nahi.
Lunch jab taiyar hua tab khane ke bade se table par sabhi baithe huye the. Nirbhay aur Mishra family dono. Pranshu ke veerta ke kisse sun-sun kar sab lotpot ho rahe the. Sham ke waqt Lata aur Kapendra Mishra Pranshu ke sath ghumne nikle the... Teeno, Dikaha, Sia aur Som aapas me baith kar baten kar rahe the... ..
Tabhi achanak se Sia.… "Som, Diksha dono ek baat sach sach batana"…
Dono sath me... "Haan"
"Kya mere UK jane ke pichhe ki koi aur vajah bhi hai... Kya kuchh aisa jo tum dono mujh se chhipa rahe ho aur mujhe un sab chijon se dur rakhne ki kosis kar rahe ho. Aur kya main jis campus me padhti hun wo wakai me students ke padhne ki jagah hai? kyonki wahan ke chhote jhagde jis hisab se deal hote hain poore bharat hi nahi poore vishv me waise students nahi jhagadte"…
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Ishq ki mauj mein aa
Aaja behne ke liye
Tu zaroori, zaroori sa hai
Mujhko zinda rehne ke liye
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Raajdaar update bhaiUpdate:-57
Shabd jaise teer ho. Itni gandi aur ghinauni juban wo bhi samne se muh par kaha gaya. Juban gandi hoti hai lekin kisi me itni himmat to nahi ki samne se kisi ladki ko kah jaye. Samudr ke ander jaise tsunami utha tha bus upar se sab shant dikh raha tha.
Wo Aadmi aaya, dhamkaya aur palat kar ja raha tha. 4 kadam wo aage badha... "Hey you hello... Gatarchhap.. tum logon se hi"…
Jaise hi Sia boli wah aadmi chillate huye Sia ke pass pahuncha. Uske gande hath Sia ke gardan dabochne ko aatur the. Sia teji se 2 kadam pichhe hat'ti chillayi... "5 minute ruk, fir apne hath aage badhana. Bus 5 minute..."
"Faisal bhai laundia waqt maang rahi hai, de do na"…. Kisi ek ne apne uss boss aadmi se kaha..
Faisal, uss aadmi ko dhime se ek thappad maarte... "Abhi apne dhile langot Raju ne bola to maan lete hain. Kutiya le tu 5 minute. Teri itni himmat ki mujhe pichhe se attitude me bula rahi hai. Ae ghadi dekh re... Raju 5 minute baad ye laundia ko pahle tu hi touch karega"…
Sia kutil mukaan muskurai. Apna phone nikalti... "15-20 log mujhe ghere khade hain, environmental science wale department ke ore. Mujhe bus bhid chahiye"…
Ek call Vyas ko, dusra call Captain ko aur teesra call apne class ko. Thik 90 second me hi Sia ko ghere khade logon ke pichhe se environmental science se pg aur PhD kar rahe karib 200 students aa rahe the.
Takriban 70 medical students, medical section se aa rahe the. Aage aur pichhe se aate bhid ko dekh kar ek ladka Faisal ko chaukanna karte... "Faisal bhai chalo yahan se. Bhid aa rahi hai"....
"Iss bhid ki maa chodu. Hawai fire de dekh kaise bhagti hai bhid"…. Faisal ke kahte hi hawa me 2 goli fire hui. Kuchh students bhage, lekin bhid ko bahut jyada fark nahi pada. Ulta inke liye musibat tej ho gayi. Shayad aaj se pahle ye log environmental science ke students se mile nahi the kabhi... Kyonki ye poori branch hi satkeli hoti hai. Jo log ek ped na katne ke pichhe arbon ke projects rukwane ka dum rakhti ho, unhe 2 air shots se darane chale the. Ulta daw pad gaya. Sia ke faculty ke sabhi students ne daud laga di. Kuchh medical students bhage lekin captain ke kuchh sathi, aur idhar to khair in 5 logon ko to darne ki jaroorat nahi thi.
2 hawai shot fire hote hi ye log ghir chuke the. Sia, Faisal ke bilkul samne khadi hoti... "Chal ab bol, somvar ko mujhe kya karna hai aur bilkul ussi tone me"..
"Haraa"… haramjadi shayad bolne wala tha, issi bich Sia ka 1 thappad pad gaya. Bhari bhid aur ladki ka thappad, upar se bhid lagaye sabhi students jor-jor se hans rahe the... "Abhi dobara bol, kya bol raha tha?"… Sia fir puchhi..
Faisal pichhe mud kar dekha to uske sabhi sathi ko, sabne dhar dabocha tha... Gusse me pagal ho kar Faisal chillaya... "Aukaad dekh kar pange le.. Tum log jante nahi main kaun hun"…
"Haan to de apna parichay."
"Teri juban dekh kar lagta hai tu kahne wala hai main Falana ka beta hun. Khud se kuchh ukhada hai be kutte"..
"Abe ye to yahan bol dega ki iska baap Falana hai. Lekin kya iska baap bhi confirm hai ki ye ussi ka beta hai"…
Tanj kaste students, apne punch marne ke baad iss kadar hans rahe the ki Faisal ko samjh me aa raha tha baton ki bejjati kya hoti hai... Uski gussail najar wahan bhid lagaye students ko ghurti... "Madar"…
Shayad Madarchod kahne wala tha lekin Faizal ki najar jo dusre students ko ghur rahi thi, wo gusse me jalti Sia ko na dekh payi. Ek aur karara thappad...
"Aaooo, iske gaal par to poore panje ke nishan chhap gaya"
"Abe kitna ladki se maar khayega. Dub mar kutte"…
Fir se bhid comment pass karne lagi. Gusse me pagal Faisal, Sia ko ghure ja raha tha... "Tum bol na rahe, mujhe somvar ko karna kya hai?"… Faisal ki ghurti najron se apni najren milati Sia fir puchhi...
Faisal khada Sia ko gure hi ja raha tha. Issi bhi Sia ne hul diya. Hath utha kar niche ki aur ab tak see bana Faisal uss hul me uthe hath se dar kar apne hath utha kar gaal cover karne laga… Uski haalat dekh kar sabhi students jor-jor se hansne lage. Apni haalat par Faisal ko ander se bejjati mehsus hone lagi...
Sia ek baar aur puchhi.… "Chal bol mujhe akele dekh kar kya bol raha tha"..
"Tu bachegi"… Shayad "tu bachegi nahi" bol raha tha, lekin iss baar bhi Sia ne maara. Sia ek jordar punch naak par jama di aur Faisal ki naak se khun bahne laga... Faisla ko maar khate dekh, sabhi students kya hooting kar rahe the. Seetiyan aur taliyon ke bich, koi Faisal ke baal noch raha tha to koi shirt pakad kar khinch raha tha...
Sia sabko rukne ka ishara karti... "Tu samjha nahi re apne dada ki galti. Tera dada thoda sambhal gaye hote to tera nalayak baap na aata aur tere dada se wah galti nahi hui hoti to tere baap ki ghatiya vansh vriksh se nikal kar tu mere samne na khada hota. Sun ijjat aur poore salikhe se juban khol. Kyunki mardana khal me tu wo napunsak hai jo 15 ladkon ke sath mujhe dara raha tha. But for change ab bhid mere pass hai"…
"Kitni der ki ye bhir hai. Tu kabhi college ke bahar nahi aayegi. Kabhi raste par nahi chalegi. Hum tujhe marenge nahi.. lekin kisi kothe ki saan jaroor banayenge"…
Faisal ki iss baat par poori bhid chillayi. Sia apne hath se sab ko pichhe hatne ka ishara karti.. "Let me handel this"…
"Chal tu kaise ladna pasand karega wo bata de.. Ek generation upar ke logon ko involve karna hai ya fir hum aapas me salat le"..
Faisal:- Tu mere baap se apne baap ko ladwayegi..
Sia:- Na be chuje... Tere baap ko main yahan bulwa kar apne paun pakdwa kar maafi mangwaungi...
Faisal:- Itni akad..
Sia:- Pahle decide to kar, abhi akad dekhi hi kahan hai..
Faisal:- Chal baap wala option chuna.. aaj to dekh hi lun..
Sia, Faisal ko ghurti.… "Ye Kirti ka baap Amol Nanda ne hi tere baap ko danda kiya tha na... Neero Business tycoon Amol Nanda ka personal number pata karwao jarra"…
"Bus ek minute do Sia didi"… Neerav ne ek call lagaya, line par hi intzar kiya. Udar se 4 number note karwaye gaye… Sia number dial karti...
Udhar se... "Who's this"…
Sia:- Main Sia Malhotra bol rahi hun...
Amol:- Aree Sia..
Sia:- "Shut up.. kewal suno Nanda… mere samne koi Faisal khada hai.. jisne bahut hi abhadr aur ghatiya baten ki hai. Mere samne khade ho kar, wo bhi face to face. Tu ghatiya aur kisi janvar ka sadaa hua badbudar mal hai ye to pata hai. Aaj tere bheje ek aur ghatiya insan ko dekh kar tere sade hone ka level bhi pata chal gaya..."
"Uska kahna hai ki maine teri beti ko jo kuchh din pahle thappad mari hai, uss galti ke liye main teri beti ke paun pakad kar maafi mangu. Jaldi bata ab main kya karun? Baat bhar main shanti se kar tahi hun Nanda, lekin ander se poori aag lagi hui hai. Fir jab hisab hoga to agla pichhla sare hisab settle karte chalungi...
Amol:- Sia I didn't expected it was you? When did you come back from England..
Sia:- Mera waqt barbaad mat karo Nanda. Yahan mere classmates dhup me khade hain...
Amol:- I apologise… main usse abhi hatne ko kahta hun...
Sia:- I didn't need your apology Nanda. Mujhe iss Faisal ke baap ki apologies chahiye, wo bhi abhi aur mere paun me pad kar... You have 1 hour.. uske baad main ye poora mamla apne dad aur Som ko bataungi... Choice is yours...
Faisal:- Ruko…
Sia:- Nanda hold karo... Haan bol..
Faisal:- Hum aapas me samjhte hain..
Sia:- Nanda mujhe teri beti ka attitude Monday ko dekhna hai... Humari baat kisi ko pata na chale... Warna mere sath kya hua wo mere gharwalo ko main bataungi.. and believe me, mere dad ka attitude tum nahi jhel paoge… Apne cuteee ko to kahungi bhi nahi... Haan tu bol..
Faisal:- Main sab ke bich paun pakad kar maafi mangunga...
Sia:- "Tab se ek hi khyal aa raha hai. Tu itni baten mere muh par kah gaya, kitni hi ladkiyon ko uske samne na jane kya-kya kah chuka hoga. Atmsamman to har kisi me hota hi hoga. Jaise teri baat se mere anter aatma tak me aag lagi hai, unke sath bhi to yahi hua hoga. Fir jab unhone palat kar bola hoga tab tune unke sath kya kiya hoga? Fir abhi yadi main kamjor padti to tu mere sath kya karta? Aage na jane kitne logon ko tu helpless feel karwa kar samne se na jane kya kar jaye?"
"Teri baten bahut hi ghinauni aur bhaddi thi Faisal… Bahut hi jyada ghinauni... Maine zindgi me na to pahle kabhi itni ghinauni baten samne se kisi ke muh se suni aur na hi itne dino me kisi ladki ne aisa kaha hoga ki unke sath kabhi samne se muh par koi aisa kah gaya hai. Dispute to hazar hote hain lekin kisi ko dhamkaya bhi jata hai to salikhe se dhamkaya jata hai."
"Teri ye juban aur teri poori akad, tere baap ka natija hai. Tu mere paun pakad kar maafi maang lega to kya mere aatma par jo chot lagi hai wo shant hogi. Kabhi nahi... Akad jab tere baap ki utregi tab ja kar mere aatma ko santusti milegi ki sahi doshi ko saja mila. Kash tere baap me sanskar hote to tu aisa na hota..."
Faisal:- Jane do Sia.. main hath jor raha hun.. Paun bhi pad lunga, jane do...
Vyas usse bade dhyan se dekhte... "Tum Kasif Sehnavaj ke bete ho na"..
"What???.. Kasif Sehnavaj???"… Sia poori tarah se chaunkti Vyas ko dekhne lagi..
Asif aur Riaz bhi pukhta karte… "Haan ye Kasif Sehnavaj ka dusra ladka Faisal hai"..
Faisal, apni aankhen nichi karta… "Baat khatm karo Sia"
Sia apne mathe par hath rakh kar wahin baith gayi. Ek najar utha kar dekhi aur hath ke ishare se... "Jaooo.."
Faisal:- Sia wo...
Sia:- Pahle hi itna tamsa kar chuke... Jao yahan se... (Fir Sia bhir ko dekhti)… Aap sab bhi jao yahan se...
Sia, shayad ander se tooti thi. Pachan jaan kar jaise gahra Sadma laga ho. Sia mathe par hath rakh kar baithi thi aur kuch der baad apne aap hi jamin par gir gayi. Meera teji se jamin par gutno ke bal baith kar Sia ko uthayi. Vyas pani ke chhinte chehre par diya… Sia apna muh saaf karti… "Behosh nahi hui thi. Thik hun main"..
Vyas, Sia ke kandhe se hilate... "Sia tum thik ho"..
Meera:- Sia didi aap thik nahi lag rahi. Main, Som sir ko call kar dun..
Sia:- Nahi sweeto.. usse mat batao...
Riaz:- Areee lekin abhi hua kya? Tumhe itna sadma kaise lag sakta hai. Jab akeli thi tab tan kar samna kar rahi thi. Chhod kyun dee uss kutte ke pille ko. Sale tum sab bus Kasif ka naam sun kar khade raho...
Sia, Riaz ka hath thamti uska hath khinchi... Riaz apna chehra Sia ke pass laya... "Jane do Riaz.. chhod do please mere liye.."
Riaz:- Jab itna ho gaya tha fir tumne kadam pichhe kyun lee?
"Main baad me milti hun... Jao tum sab yahan se"… Sia apni baat kahti wahan se nikal gayi. Ye paancho canteen me pahunche. Har kisi ke aankhon ke samne Sia ka sadma hi ghum raha tha. Meera mahol ko thoda halka karti…
Meera:- O bhai sahab Wikipedia.. Aisa koi don mafia hai jisko nahi pahchante ho...
Vyas:- Ae hateli kya bol rahi ho... Uske baap ko kaun nahi janta hai..
Meera:- Lagta hai Lata aunty ya Kapendra uncle ke close pahchan ka hai uss gunde ka father... isliye Sia didi pichhe hati..
Asif:- Waise bura na mano to tum dono (Meera aur Neerav) se ek baat puchhun?
Meera:- Ab isme itna formal hone wali baat kya hai?
Asif:- Sia abhi khud ko Sia Malhotra bol rahi thi. Wo jise maa aur pitaji kahti hai wo hain Mishra...
Riaz:- Areee ye faishonable naam ka chakkar hai, school me Sia Mishra ki jagah Sia Malhotra likhwa diye honge…
Neerav:- Kamal ka concept hai. Jyada soch ke gode ab na duraeye sir. Lata aur Kapendra Mishra ki eklauti santan Diskha Miahra hai jo ab Diskha Jadeja ho gayi.
Riaz:- Ohhh aisa bolo na Sia ki shadi kisi Malhotra se hui hai...
Aayyy aayyy reeee... Vyas ke sine ke nashon ke taanke khol daale Riaz ne. Chaati pakad kar Vyas wahin dard se chhatpata gaya... Meera najron se hi jaise kah rahi ho... "O' bechare jija ji"…
Neerav:- Kya main iss ghonchu ko ek thappad maar sakta hun. Poora sun'ne se pahle hi bich me reaction...
Vyas:- Muh tod sale ka. Abhi tod… Main hath pakadta hun...
Asif:- Haan haan de ghuma ke...
Riaz:- Abe chup karo... Ab wo itna pichhe se kahani khinch kar surname change hone ki baat kah raha tha, sale tu kasam kha ke kah ki tujhe bhi aisa na laga tha...
Asif:- Riaz maar ghuma ke iss convent baby ko. Faltu ke point bol kar confuse karta hai..
Meera:- Jao dono wahan 2-2 hath karo… Vyas sir popcorn mangwao. Ground ka adhura action yahan dekh lenge...
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