Zulmaat Ka Devta -ibne safi

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Update-17 Zulmaat Ka Devta:

"mm.....main ne to bhooton aur dusht-aatmaaon ki parchhaaiyaan ppahle hi dekh li thi." Wo kaanpta hua bola.(Aage.....) "mm.....main ne to bhooton aur dusht-aatmaaon ki parchhaaiyaan ppahle hi dekh li thi." Wo kaanpta hua bola.
Kuchh der baad Safdar ne puchha...."Lekin aap ne un logon ko kyon bulaaya hai?"
"Akele doobna mujhe pasand nahin.....maro to sab ke sath maro."
"Ye log kya chaahte hain?"
"Kisi aise kaale aadmi ka gosht jo bahut peeta ho."
"mm....maar daala.....bb.....boss...." Josef ki aawaz kanth me phasne lagi "Tum ne unhen bataaya to nahin?"
"Mardon ki tarah seedhe khade na huye to zaroor bata doonga."
"My god.....my god.....holy Father...."
"Agar koi geet yaad ho to shuru karo.....main mouth organ bajaaunga."
"Imran sahab khuda ke liye....be serious.....kuchh sochiye."
"Mouth organ sochne par koi pabandi nahin lagaayega......sochte raho." "Kisi tarah khud bhi nikal jaana tha. Un bechaaron ko kyon phanswaa rahe hain?" Imran mouth organ bajaata raha.
"Thahro.....ek minut.....ek baat sun lijiye." Safdar ne bechaini se kaha.
"Sunaao yaar....." Imran jhalla gaya.
"Ye log jhaadiyon se baahar kyon nahin aate?"
"Hamaare dusre sathiyon ka intezar kar rahe hain."
"Aap ne bata diya hai?"
"Jhoot bolna paap hai.....mummy aur daddy bachpan se hi samjhaate aa rahe hain." "Satyanash....." Safdar daant pees kar rah gaya.
"Jhoot bologe to zaroor satyanash hoga." Imran ne sar hila kar kaha aur phir mouth organ ko honton ke paas le jaane ka iraada kar hi raha tha ki josef ne tomy gun us ki taraf badhaate huye kaha "LO rakho boss......mera antim samay nikat aa gaya hai. Main jaanta tha ki us aurat ki bad-duwaayen zaroor poori hongi jo chaandani raaton me bechaini se mera intezar kiya karti thi." "Khuda teri khpadi pe chapat barsaaye Josef......tujhe bhi kahaan aa kar aurat yaad aayi hai." Imran ne thandi saans le kar kaha aur Safdar ko ishara kiya ki tomy gun us se le le.
Phir lagbhag 2 ghante tak Safdar wahin baitha bore hota raha. Us ki samajh me nahin aa raha tha ki ye sab kya ho raha hai. Goliyon ki disha kaise badal gaya tha......aur ab kya hoga. Kya wo sab qaidi bana liye jaayenge? Ya maar diye jaayenge? Imran ki kisi scheme ke baare me samay se pahle anumaan laga lena mushkil kaam tha.
"Shayad wo log aa gaye." Imran barbadaaya...."Khamosh baithe raho....wo log khud hi upar aa jaayenge." Safdar kuchh na bola.
Phir thodi der baad Monica teer ki tarah Imran ke paas aayi thi.
"Ye kya karte phir rahe ho tum?" Us ne puchha.
"Main ek bahut badi musibat me phans gaya hun." Imran ne dukhi swar me kaha.
"Wahaan se is tarah bhaage kyon the?"
"Safdar tumhen is ke baare me shayad pahle hi bata chuka hai......magar ye nayi sankat....." "Kya baat hai?"
Imran us ki baat ka koi jawaab diye bina saare sathiyon ko sambodhit karte huye kaha "Bhaiyon.....main ek badi musibat me phans gaya hun.....meri madad karo."
"Kya baat hai?" Haam ne aage badh kar puchha.
"Main saamne waali jhaadiyon par fire karta hun to goliyaan us ped(Tree) par padti hain."
"Dimaag to nahin kharab ho gaya." Haam ne aankhen nikaalin. Wo Imran ke baare me koi achhi raai nahin rakhta tha......aur Monica se bhi is ka izhaar kar chuka tha.
"Apne saare sathiyon se kaho ki ek sath un jhaadiyon par firing karen.
"Aakhir tum kuchh bataate kyon nahin?" Monica jhunjhlaa gayi.
"Iss tomy gun par kisi dusht-aatma ki parchhayi pad gayi hai." Us ne Safdar ke hathon me dabi huyi tomy gun ki taraf ishara kiya.
Phir Safdar hi se bola "Dikha do bhai inhen bhi dikha do. Magar tum log us ped par bhi dhyan rakhna."
Safdar, jo mar jaane ki had tak uktaa chuka tha......tomy gun us ki taraf badhaata hua bola "Khud hi dikha dijiye." Anyway......imran hi ne firing ki.....lein parinaam pahle se alag na tha. Wo sab buri tarah baukhlaa gaye.
"Ye kya musibat hai.....!!" Monica Imran ki taraf khisakti huyi minminaayi.
"In jhaadiyon ke pichhe lagbhag 150 jangali maujood hain.....lekin ham unka kuchh nahin bigaad sakte." "Nahinn...." Monica hairat se boli.
"Dekh lena.....in logon se kaho ki inke paas jo bhi hathiyar hain ek jagah dher kar den......aur khali hath khade ho jaayen." "Ye to apni maut ko bulaana hoga."
"Tum un par firing kar ke hi kya kar logi? Achha yahi hoga ki in logon ka bharosa jeetne ki koshish ki jaaye. Main dekhna chaahta hun ki goliyon ka rukh kyon badal jaata hai."
Achanak jhaadiyon se shor utha......aur bahut se kaale log un ki taraf badhne lage.
Daisy buri tarah cheekh rahi thi. Safdar ne jhapat kar usay sahaara diya warna wo gir hi jaati. Aadam-khoron ki kahani ne pahle hi usay bhaybheet kar rakha tha.
Imran phir mouth organ bajaane laga.
"Arre.....are.....tumhara dimaag kharab ho gaya hai?" Monica Imran ko jhanjhorne lagi.
Kuchh logon ne bad-hawaasi ki haalat me fire bhi kiye....lekin wo kaale aur ardh nagn wahshi bhayanak dhang se hanste aur haif circle banaate huye aage badhte rahe. Phir to sach much hathon se riefalen girna shuru ho gayin. Josef seene par hathon se cross banaaye duwayen padh raha tha.
Aage badhne waale badhte hi rahe. Un me se koi zakhmi bhi nahin ho saka tha.
"Ye kis musibat me phansa diya iss paagal ne...." Haam daant pees kar dahaada. "Band karo ye gaana bajana."
Lekin Imran par koi prabhaav nahin pada. Mouth organ ki aawaz weerane me goonjti rahi......aur jangaliyon ne unke chaaro taraf ghera bana liya.
Un ke hathon me saron se unche bhaale the. Unki shaklen darawani thin jinhen khariya aur geru se banaayi huyi lakeeron ne aur adhin bhayanak bana diya tha. Achanak unhon ne circle banaaye huye hi dhire dhire nachna shuru kar diya.
"Haha.....nachoge.....!!" Imran ne thahaaka lagaya. "Nacho.....agar mere compose ki huyi music par nach sako...." Wo phir mouth organbajaane laga.
Jangali dhire dhire thumakte rahe aur unka circle move karta raha. Tabhi unhone gaana bhi shuru kar diya......aur unke steps pahle se tez chalne lage.
"Ye kya ho raha hai.....ye kya ho raha hai?" Monica Imran ke kaan ke paas muhh le jaa kar cheekhi.
"Nahin nach sakte...." Imran ne nirash swar me kaha "Meri dhun par nahin nach sakte. Apni hi dhun me mast hain. Aao.....ham tum ramba start karen."
"Tum in logon se kisi bhi tarah kam nahin ho." Monica daant pees kar boli "Jangali.....wahshi......agar kuchh nahin kar sakte to khamosh raho."
Tabhi Josef bhi khisak kar Imran ke nikat aa gaya. Ab us ki aankhon me dar ki jagah hairat ke bhav the. Imran usay sawalia andaz me ghoorne laga.
Jangaliyon ke geet ki lay unchi hoti jaa rahi thi aur circle ki movement bhi tez hoti jaa rahi thi.
Josef us ke kaan ke paas muhh la kar bola "Main is geet ko samajh sakta hun boss. Ye bhasha Nigeria ke nichle bhaagon me boli jaati hai. Magar ye geet ajeeb hai. Is me dushmani ki bu nahin aati. Ye geet lokpriye mehmaanon ke liye khaas hai." "Ohh.....tab to nishchit ye wahi aadam-khor honge." Monica ne kaha.
"Aahaa...." Imran khush ho kar bola "Agar ye baat hai to main un se aurat pakaane ka formula zaroor sikhunga."
"Bas ab ek shabd bhi muh se na nikle warna main goli maar dungi."
"Daro nahin....." Achanak jhaadiyon se aawaz aayi. "Apni rifalen zameen par daal do. Tumhen koi nuksan nahin pahunchega. Waise tum sab ye to dekh hi chuke ho ki tumhare aag ugalne waale hathiyar bekar ho kar rah gaye hain. Tum sab abhi aur isi samay khatam kiye jaa sakte ho."
"Arre.....ye kon hai?" Monica baukhlaa kar jhaadiyon ki taraf dekhne lagi. "Ye to koi angrez hi lag raha hai."
Jangaliyon ka dance climax par pahunch kar tham chuka tha.....aur ab wo phir pahle ki tarah khamosh khade the. Un ki aankhon me ab phir wahi pahle ki si udaasi aur mahaul se bezaari paayi jaati thi. Ye kaha hi nahin jaa sakta tha ki unhon ne zara der pahle koi toofani dance kiya hoga. Bas aisa hi lag raha tha jaise koi machine chalte chalte ruk gayi ho.
Josef......ab main tumhare liye ek jangali dhun bajaane jaa raha hun. Tum bhi nacho....daro mat. Kya tum mujhe nahin jaante.
Har samay pacheeson bhoot aur pachason chudailen mere pichhe lagi rahti hain."
Imran ne phir mouth organ muh se laga liya. Ek ajeeb si sangeet goonjne lagi. Lekin dusre hi pal Josef ki aankhen hairat se ubal padin.
"Haayenn.....boss....ye to Bolanga Takcha hai. Tum kya jaano. Nahin nahin.....hargiz nahin.....main nahin nachunga. Ye to ek tarah ka elaane-jang hoga boss. Ye log abhi mehmaanon ke aane ki khushi ka geet gaate rahe hain." "Oh.....is kisse ko jaldi khatam karo." Monica ne Imran ko jhanjhod kar kaha.
Mouth organ phir uske honton se nikal aaya.....aur wo karaah kar bola "Tum hi bataao.....main kya karun. Wo nach gaa kar mujhe gussa dilaate hain....main bajaane lagta hun. Pichhle saal ek qawwaal ki zid me raat bhar halak phaadta raha tha.
Qawwaal samajhti ho naa?"
"Main kuchh nahin samajhti.....aakhir ye log chaahte kya hain?"
(Jaari)

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Update-18 Zulmaat Ka Devta:
"Ye log chaahte hain ki hamaare magazenes par kabza kar ke hamen nihattha kar den......arre baap re.....wo dekho." Imran saahil ki taraf iss dhang se muda tha ki sabhi usi taraf dekhne lage the. Un ka boat bahut door jaa chuka tha.
"Ye kambakht pilot bhi dar kar bhaag nikla." Imran ne aankhen phaad kar kaha "Ab kya hoga? Ab waapasi ki ummid mat rakho.
Wo is ki parwaah kiye bina hi aage badhta jaayega ki itna lamba safar us ke akele ke wash ka rog nahin."
"Sab tumhare kaaran hua hai." Monica cheekhi. "Agar tum Haam ke aadmiyon ko halaat ki jaankari de dete to ham idhar aane ki murkhta nahin karte."
"Aapas me jhagadne ki zaroorat nahin hai." Jhaadiyon se phir aawaz aayi. "Tumhen apni suraksha me sandeh nahin hona chaahiye. Ye mere nahin balki us pujaarin ke shabd hain jo hazaaron saal se zinda hai. Jo kabhi nahin marti. Kewal kuchh dinon ke liye hamaari aankhon se ojhal ho jaati hai......wo saakshaat prakash hai."
"Haayenn....." Imran donon hath utha kar khushi se cheekha "wo yahaan hai.....yahaan? Iss taapu me.....my god....ohh....ohh...." "Kyon....? Kya tum usay jaante ho?" Jhaadiyon se aawaz aayi.
"Haaye.....ye na puchho. Main usi ki talash me saadhe pachees baar paida ho chuka hun. Pahle Unan me paida hua tha.....lekin wo us samay Egypt me thi. Jab Egypt me paida hua to pata chala ki ab wo Tibbat me hai.....Tibbat me paida hone ki himmat nahin padi thi.....kyon ki chapti naakon se mujhe dar lagta hai.....anyway antim baar Honalulu me paida ho kar sidha yahin chala aa raha hun.....agar yahaan bhi na mili to main ab paida hona hi band kar dunga."
"Tum kaisi ulti sidhi baaten kar rahe ho?" Is baar aawaz krodh bhari thi. "Is party ka leader kon hai....saamne aaye." "Main leader hun sir...." Haam ne aage badh kar kaanpti huyi aawaz me kaha. "Apne aadmiyon se kaho.....nihatthe ho jaayen." "Alright sir...." Haam ne kaha.
"Nahin......ye nahin ho sakta." Monica boli.
"Lady Monica.....akal se kaam lo. Boat jaa chuka hai. ham har tarah se inke kabze me hain. Apni firing ka anjaam bhi dekh chuki ho."
Haam ke kahne par sabhi nihatthe ho gaye. Imran to pahle hi tomy gun phenk chuka tha. Kisi ki jeb me ek shikari chaaku tak nahin rah gaya.
"Thik hai." Jhaadiyon se aawaz aayi. "Ab har taraf se nischint ho jaao. Chain ki neenden tumhen aaj hi naseeb hongi." "Magar tum mujh se bekar hi khafa ho gaye ho pyare." Imran ne kaha. "Halaaki main hi tum logon ka sab se bada bhakt saabit hoonga."
"Tum khamosh raho." Haam ne aankhen dikhayi.
"Arre.....tum is lahje me boss se baat nahin kar sakte. Main tumhari aankhen nikaal loonga." Josef gurraaya.
"Hushtttt...." Imran bola. "Jhagda na karo. Haam thik kah raha hai. Mujhe khamosh hi rahna chaahiye."
"Suno....khamoshi se suno....." Jhaadiyon se aawaz aayi. "Pawitra Pujarin ka aadesh hai ki ham tumhen tumhari manzil tak pahuncha den. Tum log gade huye khazaane ki talash me aaye ho naa?" Koi kuchh na bola.
"Chinta mat karo." Phir aawaz aayi "Ham to duniya se kate huye log hain. Hamen khazaanon se kya kaam? Wo to hamaari thokaron se paida hote hain."
"Zara ek thokar iss Josef ke bachche ko lagana......taaki ye sharab ke barel me badal jaaye." Imran ne haank lagayi aur Josef bedhange-pan se hansne laga.
"Aakhir tumhari pujarin ko ham se kya matlab?" Monica ne puchha.
"Iss taapu ki har chiz se Pawitra Pujarin ko matlab hai......achha ab safar ke liye taiyar ho jaao." ***
Wo chate rahe. Yahaan tak ki surat paschim me jhuk gaya.
Raasta sach mujh behad kathin tha. Safdar mahsoos kar raha tha ki guide ke bina in jangalon me ghusna maut hi ko bulaana ho sakta hai.
Jangaliyon ne un ka saara saaman saron aur kandhon par utha liya tha. Khud unhen iski takleef nahin uthaani padi thi. Lekin wo kahan tha jis ki aawaz jhaadiyon se aayi thi. Imran ke kahne ke mutabik wo koi gora aadmi tha. Lekin is kaafile me wo shamil nahin tha.
Daisy ko hosh aa gaya tha aur wo safdar ke sath hi chal rahi thi. Chal kya rahi thi bas wahi usay chala raha tha. Kadam kadam par wo larkhadaati aur Safdar hi usay sahaara deta. Us ke alawa aur kisi ne to ye bhi nahin puchha tha ki wo kis haal me hai. "Sach bataao.....ye aadam-khor to nahin hain?" Wo baar baar puchhti aur Safdar prakat me to usay tasalliyaan deta lekin vastav me wo khud hi nishchint nahin tha.
Achanak us ne Imran ki aawaz suni jo shayad Monica se kah raha tha "Ab kya main khud bhi aadam-khori par utar aaun? Subah se bhooka hun."
"Ohh.....ohh.....kon kya kah raha hai?" Daisy dari huyi aawaz me boli.
Safdar kya jawab deta. Is bhaybheet ladki ko santusht kar dena koi aasan kaam nahin tha.
Kaafila chalta raha. Haam ke sathiyion me se kayi thakan ke kaaran larkhada rahe the.....ya ho sakta hai wo bhi bhaybheet rahe hon.
"Ab mujh me chalne ki shakti nahin rah gayi.....main kya karun?" Daisy haanfti huyi boli.
"Phir bataao main kya karun? Kya isay pasand karogi ki main tumhen apni pith par utha ke le chalun?"
"Nahin....nahin....thik hai....ghisat'ti rahungi kisi na kisi tarah. Uffohh.....ab kitna andhera ho gaya hai. Kaisa jangal hai. Suraj ki ek kiran bhi nahin aa paati.....ya phir raat ho gayi hai."
"Meri samajh se abhi suraj dooba nahin hai. Magar ab safar kaise jaari rah sakega. Andhera to badhta hi jaa raha hai." Achanak kis ne cheekh kar kuchh kaha......aur phir baar baar ek hi shabd duhraata raha. Wo koi jangali hi tha.
"Boss...." Josef Imran se bola. "Wo rukne ke liye kah rahe hain." Phir unchi aawaz me bola. "Thahar jaao.....ruk jaao sab." Ye words us ne English hi me kahe the.
Kaafila ruk gaya. Lekin itna andhera tha ki wo ek dusre ko aasani se nahin pahchan nahin sakte the.
Achanak jangaliyon ne chillaana shuru kar diya.....aur Haam ke kuchh sathiyon ke kanth se dari dari aawaz nikalne lagi. "Ohh....sabhi shaant raho.." Josef unchi aawaz me bola "Wo apne Devta se raushni maang rahe hain.....suraj maang rahe hain." "Mere liye chewingum ke packet maang len to achha hai." Imran bola.
"O.....tum chup hi raho....tumhari aawaz mujhe zahar lagti hai." Monica ne kaha.
Daisy Safdar se kah rahi thi "Tumhara ye sathi ajeeb hai. Aisa lagta hai jaise usay future ki chinta hi na ho. Ya to ye paagal hai.....ya bhoot. Tumhara kya vichar hai?"
"Kuchh bhi nahin. Wo aisa hi aadmi hai."
"Ab yahi dekho ki ham mare jaa rahe hain aur usay kewal chewingum ki chinta hai. Kaala aadmi us ko boss kahta hai. Kya wo uska naukar hai?"
"Daisy....Daisy....tum kahan ho?" Tabhi Monica ki aawaz aayi.
(Jaari)

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Update-19
Zulmaat Ka Devta:
"Mere sath." Safdar ne jawab diya.
"Thik hai.......us ka khayal rakhna.....bechari...." "Wo Monica se bhi nahin darta." Daisy boli.
"Monica.....!!" Safdar hans pada "Wo bhi koi darne ki chiz hai?"
"Moren aur Haam to us ke saamne haklaane lagte the."
"Hoga...lekin mera sathi dusre kism ke logon me se hai. Usay prabhavit hona nahin aata. Us ke baare me adhik na socho.....warna tumhara dimaag kharab ho jaayega."
"Main bhi yahi mahsoos karti hun. Magar wo permanent chubhan ki tarah mere dimag par haawi ho gaya hai." "Bura sanket hai..."
Achanak jangaliyon ka shor itna badh gaya ki kareeb khade huye do aadmi ko bhi ek dusre ki aawaz sunayi nahin deti.
Aur phir.........................
Un ki aankhen chundhiyaa gayin.
Sach much aisa hi laga tha jaise suraj ka ek tukda pedon ki ghani shaakhon me aa phansaa ho. Itni tez raushni thi ki zameen par giri huyi suii bhi door se dekhi jaa sakti thi.
Jangaliyon ne khushi ke teen naare lagaaye......aur Josef buri tarah kaanpne laga. Dusron ki haalat bhi is se alag nahin thi. Lekin aawaz kewal usi ki kanth se nikal rahi thi.
Wo kah raha tha "bb....boss.....ham nishchit kisi jaadugar ke changul me phans gaye hain. Maut hi hamen laayi hai iss taapu me."
Imran kisi natkhat bachche ki tarah palken jhapka raha tha. Us ke chehre se thodi si bhi chinta nahin jhalak rahi thi.
Safdar bhi uske nikat hi aa gaya tha. Daisy bhi badh aayi.
"Sach much ham kisi badi musibat ka shikar hone waale hain." Safdar ne kaha.
"Ho chuke hain my dear Safdar." Imran bola. "Magar ye Mister ki 'terr' aur Safdar ka 'dar' mujhe ham-kaafiya lagte hain....kya vichar hai tumhara......agar main tumhen kewal 'Terdar' kahun to kya bura hai?"
"Jab kuchh bhi samajh me nahin aata to log isi tarah hi paagal ho jaate hain." Safdar jhalla gaya.
"Haa......aammm.....dekho Terdar ek taraf ho jaane par baaki bachta hai Mis & Saf...........to Miss Saf me thoda aur jod den to ban jaata hai Miss Safia........to tum is samay bilkul Miss Safia ke hi dhang se baat kar rahe ho.....He Bhagwaan ya ooyii Allaah.......ham to kisi badi musibat me giraftar ho gaye hain.....haaye jiju.....ab kya hoga?" Safdar bhinna kar chup ho gaya.
Kaafila phir chal pada tha. Safdar is baar Imran ke sath hi chalta raha. Kuchh der baad us ne kaha "Ham yahaan kyon aaye the?"
"Bakwaas mat karo.....is par bahas karne ka mauka nahin hai."
"Ye raushni ka gola hamaare sath hi move kar raha hai." Monica boli. "Aakhir ye hai kya bala?"
"Vanaspati suraj.....aisa hi suraj ab se pachaas saal pahle mere dada ne bhi banaya tha." Imran ne jawab diya.
"Main ne tum se nahin puchha."
"Main ne apne farishton ko bataya hai."
"Mujh se suno......main jaanta hun." Josef bharraayi huyi aawaz me bola...."Ye log 'Mesu' ke pujaari lagte hai jo 'Rezu' arthaat suraj Devta ka beta hai."
"Aur kachche shaljam chabaane me apna jawab nahin rakhta." Imran ne thandi saans li.
"mm....main kya bolun boss......ye puchh rahi thi."
Ab wo dhalaan me utar rahe the. Aisi hi dhalaan thi ki agar raushni nahin hoti to kayi apne hath pair tod baithte.
"Ab to main giri.......main gir rahi hun Mr safff......." Daisy jhoomti huyi Safdar pe aa giri....aur us ne badi kathinayi se khud ko sambhala......warna jhatka to aisa laga tha ki donon ludhakte huye niche chale jaate.
Anuman karna kathin tha ki dhalaan ki samaapti kahaan par huyi hogi kyonki poora raasta jhaadiyon se dhaka hua tha. Har 2-4 kadam ke baad raasta banaane ke liye jhaadiyaan hatani padti thin.....lekin wo pag-dandi insani kadmon ki hi banaayi huyi thi.....aur usay istemaal karne waalon ne jaan bujh kar un jhaadiyon ko jhuki rahne diya tha.
Jahaan se unhone safar shuru kiya tha wahaan bhi kam se kam wo raasta talash karne me naakam hi rahte. Halaanki wahaan pag-dandi nahin balki ek chaudi sadak lagti thi. Magar kise pata chalta ki un jhaadiyon ke pichhe kya hai.
Wo badi sawadhani se niche utarte rahe. Yahaan bhi raasta itna chauda zaroor tha ki do aadmi barabar se chal sakte the.
Daisy safdar ke kandhe par jhool gayi thi.
"Sorry.....ab mujh me shakti nahin rah gayi...." Wo ghuti ghuti si aawaz me kah rahi thi. "Tumhare alawa mujhe aur sab darinde lagte hain."
Safdar ko majboori me uska bojh bhi bardasht karna pada....warna hakeekat to ye thi ki ab hamdardi ki ek jhalak bhi uske dimaag ke kisi kone me baaki nahin rahi thi.
Achanak Imran ke mouth organ ki aawaz fiza me goonjne lagi aur Josef ne dare huye lahje me kaha "Kya karte ho boss.....kahin saanp na nikalne lagen."
"Mera wash chale to tumhen qatal hi kar dun." Monica ki aawaz aayi.
Roshni ka gola samaan raftaar se ab bhi unke saron par udd raha tha. Lekin us ki taraf nigaah uthana bhi kathin tha. Dhalaan shuru hone se pahle ek baar Safdar se aisi murkhta ho gayi thi.....lekin parinam-swaroop der tak us ki aankhon ke saamne bade bade gunjaan gole dance karte rahe rahe the.....aur tab Daisy ne hi usay sahara diya tha.....warna wo ek kadam bhi na chal sakta.
Tabhi aage chalne waale jangali ruk gaye. Un me se ek cheekh cheekh kar kuchh kah raha tha.
"Ohh boss...." Josef bola "Wo mujhe bula raha hai."
"Jaao.....abe....haan dekho.....zara pata karna ki un logon ko nashe-paani se bhi kuchh lagaao hai ya nahin." Josef unhen wahin chhod kar aage chala gaya.
"Mujh pe gashi chhaa rahi hai." Daisy ne bharrayi huyi aawaz me kaha......aur Safdar ne Josef ko aawaz di....."Josef un logon se kaho.....ab ham nahin chal sakenge."
"Ohh....thanks." Daisy boli "Tum me itni himmat to hai ki iss spirit me baat kar sako....baaki sab to murda ho kar rah gaye hain." Safdar kuchh na bola. Imran ka mouth organ bhi khamosh tha. Kuchh der baad Josef waapas aaya.
"Main kahta hun boss agar main sath na hota to tum log kya karte?"
"Tumhari yaad me rote rote behosh ho jaate."
"Nahin boss....wo rahassyamayi shakti jaanti thi ki main sath hun."
"Kya bakwaas hai jaldi kah chuko."
"Aage raasta nahin hai.....aur wo ek gufa me utarne ko kah raha hai......aur kah raha hai ki Devta ka suraj is jagah se aage nahin badhega. Agar tumhare paas roshni ke liye kuchh ho to nikaalo. Aur haan ab is samay aage nahin jaayenge. Kitni sardi hai boss yahaan. Abhi tak ehsaas nahin hua tha.....ab ruke hain to....." "Main ne kya kaha tha tum se?" Imran ne aankhen nikaalin.
"Ohh....haan.....wo nasha nahin karte. Main ne puchha tha. Us ne kaha ki agar wo nasha karenge to un par devta ka kahar girega."
"Pata nahin kaisa namakool devta hai." Imran bura sa muh bana kar bola. Haam ne petro-max aur kerocine lamps nikalwaaye.
Kuchh der ruk kar wo sab gufa me utarte chale gaye....lekin Imran sab se pichhe rah jaane ke liye ek jagah ruk gaya tha. Roshni ka gola ab move nahin kar raha tha.
Imran gufa ke muh ke paas khisak aaya. Yahaan ab us ke alawa aur koi bhi nahin tha. Shayad wo us roshni ke gole ke baare me kuchh pata karna chaahta tha.
Phir usay gufa me hi utarna pada kyon ki wo us roshni se bhi bachna chaahta tha.
Achanak wo gola kisi electric lamp ki tarah bujh gaya aur Imran ne ek lambi saans li. Phir usay khayaal aaya ki us se ek badi murkhta ho chuki hai. Kyon ki na to ab kaafila waalon ke kadmon ki aawazen sunaayi deti thin aur na petro max ki roshni hi dikhayi de rahi thin.
Wo thodi der wahin bina hile dule khada raha phir mud kar tatolta hua aage badhne laga. Tabhi usay yaad aaya ki uske shoulder bag me ek torch maujood hai.
Wo raaste bhar oot-pataang harkaten karta aaya tha lekin uska dimaag buri tarah uljha raha tha. Kya ye vstav me Bogha hi ka island tha ya galati se kisi dusri raah par aa laga tha.
Torch jala kar wo aage badhta raha. Us ke kadmon ki aawaz gufa me goonj rahi thi. Wo gufa to maano shaitan ki aant ban kar rah gaya tha. Kahin surang ka roop le leta aur kahin itna phaila hua hota ki Imran ko ruk kar chaaron taraf roshni daalni padti.
Lekin us ke sathi kahaan the?
Lagbhag 10 minut tak chalte rahne ke baad bhi unka suraag na paa saka aur phir usay sochna pada ki kahin wo galat raaste pe nahin aa pada ho.
Gufa ki banawat aisi hi thi ki us ki kayi shakhaaye bhi ho sakti thin. Magar sawal ye tha ki wo aage hi badhta rahe ya phir gufaa ke prawesh ki taraf jaa kar phir se talash kare.
Abhi wo kisi faisle pe nahin pahunch saka tha ki achanak ek bhaag me halki si roshni dikhayi di. Anayas us ke kadam udhar hi badhte chale gaye.
Roshni ek bade patthar ki oat se phoot rahi thi. Kareeb pahunchne par pata chala ki uska shrot ek itna bada chhed hai jis se seene ke bal khisakta hua wo aasani se guzar sakta tha.
Kuchh der wo usi patthar par hath rakhe kuchh sochta raha phir chhed ki taraf badh gaya.
Lekin jaise hi dusri taraf jhaankne ke liye apna chehra us ke kareeb le gaya kisi ne pichhe se uski gardan daboch li.
Us ne soch kar apne hath pair dheele chhod diye. Aisa ban gaya jaise gardan par padne wala hath uski maut ka hi hath raha ho. Phir kuchh kar guzarne ka mauka to wahi tha jab ek jhatke ke sath usay pichhe ki taraf khincha gaya.
Torch waala bharpoor hath hamlawar ke muh par pada.
Imran bijli ki tezi se palta tha aur us ki gardan hamlawar ki pakad se chhoot gayi thi.
Phir us ne usay sambhalne ka mauka bhi nahin diya tha. Kuchh hi pal me wo niche tha aur Imran is tarah uske seene par sawaar us ka gala ghont raha tha jaise saans lene ka bhi mohlat nahin dene ka irada ho.
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Update-20 Zulmaat Ka Devta:

Kuchh hi pal me wo niche tha aur Imran is tarah uske seene par sawaar us ka gala ghont raha tha jaise saans lene ka bhi mohlat nahin dene ka irada ho.
(Aage.......)
Safdar ko yaad nahin raha ki gufa ke prawesh dwar aur iss sthaan ke bich ki doori kis prakar tai hui thi....kyon ki gufaa ke baahar hi
Daisy par behoshi chhaa gayi thi aur usay hathon par uthana pada tha. Phir usi haalat me lagatar chalte rahna aasan kaam to nahin tha. Shayad wo ye bhi nahin bata sakta tha ki ab jis jagah saaman utaara jaa raha tha wahaan tak pahunchne me kitna samay laga tha.
Us ne to bas Daisy ko ek taraf daal diya tha aur khud ukadu baith kar kisi mote mendhak ki tarah haanfne laga tha.
"My Godddd...." Haam ne Monica se kaha "Ye gufa hai ya koi khokhlaa pahaad. Lagbhag ek dedh kilometer ki doori zaroor tai kiya
hoga. Lekin kahin bhi aasman ki halki si jhalak bhi nahin dikhayi di."
Monica kuchh na boli. Wo un jangaliyon ko dekh rahi thi jo ab shayad alaav jalaane ki jugaad me the. Un me se kuchh kahin se sookhi lakadiyaan la la kar ek jagah dher karte rahe. Monica kabhi lakadiyon ki dher ki taraf dekhti aur kabhi behosh Daisy ki taraf........phir us ne vyakulta se Josef ka baazu pakadte huye kaha...."Kahin ye aadam-khor hi na hon......pata karo......pata karo....."
"Nahin.....ye aadam-khor nahin hain." Josef ne jhatke se hath chhudaate huye kaha.....aur phir kuchh pal usay ghoorte rahne ke baad bola "Mujh se door hi se baat kiya karo.....haann...." "Kya matlab?" Monica ke mathe par bal pad gaye.
"Hath na lagaya karo mujhe."
"Dimaag to nahin kharab ho gaya?"
Lekin Josef jawab diye bina jangaliyon ki taraf badh gaya. Monica usay khunkhaar nazron se dekhti rahi. Aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi bhooki sherni ki tarah jhapat padegi.
Kuchh der me Safdar ki haalat sudhar gayi. Lekin daisy ab bhi behosh padi huyi thi. Haam ke sathi khane peene ke saaman nikaal rahe the. Haam ne unhen warning diya ki sharab adhik maatra me nahin piyen.
Jangali ab un ki taraf se laparwaah dikhayi de rahe the. Alaao jal gaya tha.
Achanak Safdar ko Imran ka khayal aaya......aur wo tezi se bheed ka nirikshan karne laga. Bhala itni der tak wo khamosh kaise baithta? Us ne socha. Phir wo kahaan hai?
Das minut ke andar us ne wo sabhi jagahen dekh daalin jahaan jahaan party ke log ya jangali maujood the. Lekin Imran na mila. Phir Monica bhi aa takraayi. Shayad wo bhi Imran hi ki talash me thi. Safdar ne us ke chehre par pareshani ke bhaav dekhe. "Wo kahaan hai?" Monica ne vyakulta se poocha.
"Main khud bhi usi ki talash me hun."
"Ohh.....my god." Wo apni gardan sahlaati huyi boli "Samajh me nahin aata ki ham kin logon ke changul me aa phanse hain. Kya tum bata sakoge ki ham yahaan kis raaste se aaye the?"
Main ne is par dhyan nahin diya."
"Mera daawa hai ki tum raasta talash nahin kar sakoge. Main ne bhi koshish ki thi magar nakaam rahi."
"Ham Bogha ki talash me nikle the na."
"Magar kya ye Bogha ke aadmi hain?" Monica ne hairat se kaha.,
"Kuchh kaha nahin ja sakta. Kyon ki main to usay ek smuggler ki haisiyat se jaanta tha. Phir tumhare kaagazaat ne usay kisi taapu ka samraat saabit kiya. Aur ab ham aise logon ke saamne hain jinka tomy guns bhi kuchh nahin bigaad sakti. Jin ka devta andheri raat me sooraj paida kar sakta hai."
"Aakhir wo kya bala thi.....wo raushni....?"
"Is par to wahi raushni daal sakega jo khud kuchh shaitaani shaktiyon ka maalik hai." "Kon?"
"Main Imran ke baare me kah raha hun. Magar wo hai kahaan? Haam se puchho. Shayad us ne dekha ho. Kyon ki wo mere khayal
se sab se pichhe tha. Aur ye Josef kahaan gaya?"
Safdar Josef ko pukaarne laga aur Monica Haam ki taraf badh gayi jo ek oil stove par shayad coffee ke liye paani rakhe uske nikat hi baitha ungh raha tha.
Josef Jangaliyon ki bheed me hi tha.
"Bade thass log hain Mr Safdar. Kisi maamle me bhi muh nahin kholte hain." Us ne kareeb aa kar kaha.
"Tumhare boss kahan hain?"
"Boss.....ohh....boss....yahi to mai kahun ki itna sannaata kyon hai." Wo panjon ke bal uchak kar charon taraf dekhne laga.
"Wo yahaan nahin hain. Main der se talash kar raha hun." Safdar ne kaha.
"Ohh....no....main dekhta hun." Josef hairat aur chinta se bola.
"Thahro....meri samajh se tum gufaa ke muhaane tak waapas nahin ja sakoge." "Kyon?"
"Hamen to raasta nahin mil saka."
"Ye bahut bura hua Mr Safdar.....aur ye kambakht jangali kisi aisi baat ka jawaab hi nahin dete.....jis ka sambandh ham se ho."
"Unhon ne hamare hathiyar kahaan rakhe hain? Hamen ek baar phir koshish karni chaahiye."
"Nahin Mr Safdar.....main iska mashwira nahin doonga. Ham kayi baar dekh chuke hain. Koi rahassyamayi shakti un ke sath hai." Monica Haam se baat karne ke baad tezi se un ki taraf aayi thi.
"Haam ne usay dhalaan par rukte dekha tha." Wo haanfti huyi boli. "Aur uska vichar hai ki wo gufaa me prawesh hi nahin kiya tha."
"Vichar hai ya vishwaas hai?"
"Ohh.....kuchh karo. Baaton se kya faaida. Ye sach hai ki wo yahaan nahin hai." Safdar ne usay ab tak itna pareshan nahin dekha tha.
"Jaane do....tum us se tang bhi to aa gayi thin. Raaste bhar bura bhala kahti aayi thi."
"Fizool baaten mat karo. Chalo usay talash karen."
Achanak kisi taraf se ajeeb si aawaz aayi. Wo aawaz ki taraf aakarshit huye. Baayin taraf ek badi si chattaan par tez kism ki raushni dikhaayi di. Unhen vishwaas tha ki aawz bhi usi chattan se aayi thi.
Phir chaaron taraf shaanti chhaa gayi. Kyon ki raushni dhire dhire phailti jaa rahi thi......aur petro-max lamp to uske aage maano rone lage the.
Tabhi jangaliyon ne ek dil hilaa dene waala naara lagaya aur phir sannaata chha gaya. Haam aur us ke sathi dhire dhire khisak kar ek jagah jama ho gaye the. Monica Safadar aur Josef apni jagah se hile bhi nahin the.
Phir chattaan ke pichhe se ek aisa statue ubhra jo sar se pair tak safed kapdon me lipta hua tha. Kewal aankhon ki jagah khuli thi warna ungaliyaan tak dhaki huyi thin. Jangaliyon ne phir ek naara lagaya aur muh ke bal zameen par gir gaye.
Josef kaanp raha tha. Safdar us kafan-posh statue ko ghoorta raha jo ab phir dhire dhire chattaan ke pichhe niche ki taraf khisakta jaa raha tha. Isi ke sath hi raushni bhi simat rahi thi.....aur phir wo raushni chattaan hi tak seemit ho kar rah gayi.
Statue gayab ho chuka tha.....lekin chattan ab bhi prakashit tha. Is samay bhi ye raushni petromax ki raushni se alag lag rahi thi. "mm....Mister Safdar....." Josef haklaya.
Usi samay jangaliyon ne phir naara lagaya aur zameen se uth gaye.
"Ye kya bala thi?" Monica dhire se barbadaayi. Safdar kuchh na bola. Usay to aisa lag raha tha jaise sapna dekh raha ho. Aise be sar pair ke sapne aksar bad-hazmi ke kaaran hi dikhta hai.
Achanak wo chattaan ki taraf badha aur Monica usay rokne lagi.
Dusri taraf se kayi jangali bhaale taan kar jhapte aur Josef cheekhne lagab"Ruko.....ruk jaao Mr Safdar....! Ye kya kar rahe ho? Itne
aadmiyon ke jiwan ko khatre me mat daalo."
Safdar ko ruk hi jaana pada. Jangali bhi kareeb pahunch chuke the. Wo neze(Bhaala) taane huye chattan ke saamne dat gaye the.....aur un me se ek bhaala hila hila kar Josef se kuchh kah raha tha.
"Palat aao Mr Safdar.....tum samajhdar ho....please." Josef ne kaha.
Safdar nichla hont daanton me dabaaye huye muda. Us ki samajh me nahin aa raha tha ki in halaat se kis tarah jaan chhootegi. Usi samay us ne Daisy ki cheekh suni. Usay hosh aa gaya tha......aur wo hathon se muh chhupaaye buri tarah kaanp rahi thi. Safdar to wahaan se hat gaya tha lekin jangali ab bhi chattan ke nikat hi maujood rahe.
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"Leave me....leave me....for god sake....leave me....." Imran ka shikaar angrezi me girgida raha tha....."Tum koi civilized person lagte ho."
Imran us ke bolne ke lahje se anuman nahin laga saka ki kis desh ka hoga. Gardan par us ki pakad dheeli ho gayi.
"Tum kon ho?" Imran ne puchha.
"Ek musibat-grast insan....tumhen mujh se hamdardi honi chaahiye."
"Kuchh der pahle tumhen bhi mujh se hamdardi honi chaahiye thi." Imran ne kaha.
"Main samajh nahin paya tha ki tum kon ho."
"Aahaa.....ab pahchan liya naa.....ki main tumhara wahi purana padosi uncle Tom hun."
"Nahin.....matlab ye ki pahle main tumhen koi jangali samjha tha."
"Haayenn.....jangali....? Zara phir se to samajhna.....bhurtaa bana ke rakh dunga.....haann...."
"Tum shayad naye phanse ho...." Aparichit haanfta hua bola. "Isi liye tumhari aawaz me itni jaan hai."
Imran ne us ki jeben tatoli....aur jab nischint ho gaya ki us ke paas koi aisi chiz nahin hai jis se achanak hamla kar sake to wo usay chhod kar utha gaya.
"Khade ho jaao....aur mujhe bataao ki us taraf kya hai."
Ajnabi uth baitha.....lekin khada nahin hua. Wo apni chadhti huyi saanson par kaabu paane ki koshish kar raha tha. Imran ne torch ki raushni se uska nirikshan kiya. Wo nishchit roop se koi european hi tha. Baal kaafi badhe huye the aur jism par kapdon ke chithde jhool rahe the.
"Main wahaan rahta hun." Us ne kuchh der baad usi chhed ki taraf ishara kiya.
"Akele ya koi aur bhi sath hai?"
"Koi bhi nahin......magar tum kon ho? Kahaan se aaye ho.....kya tum bhi khazaanon ke pagalpan ke shikar rah chuke ho? Magar ye sawal to ekdam bekar hai.....agar aisa na hota to tum yahaan dikhayi hi kyon dete?"
"Aaahaa.....to ye is taapu ka paagal-khana hai..."
"Saari duniya pagal khana hai young man...."
"Ab samjha....tum shayad koi philosopher ho?"
"Kaash aisa hota. Philosop[hers ko khazaane ki khoj nahin hoti."
"To tum khazaane ki talash me aaye the?"
"Yess....main ne isi ko abhi pagalpan kaha tha. Kis chiz ki kami thi mujhe? Aram aur sakoon ki zindagi ji raha tha main. Baithe bithaaye khazaane ka sanak sawar hua......aur aaj main is haal me hun."
"Ye batao.....ye gufa lagbhag kitna lamba chauda hoga?"
"Gufaa....?" Ajnabi hans pada. Tum isay gufa kah rahe ho? Ye to ek shaitaani bhool bhulaiya hai. Main 2 month se yahaan hun lekin us jagah nahin pahunch saka jahaan is ka ant hua ho."
"Yahaan tum zinda kis tarah ho? Kya khaate ho.....kya peete ho?"
"Mujh wo jagah maloom hai jahaan sookhi lakadiyon ka dher hai.....aur wahin wo chiz bhi mil jaati haijis se aasani se pet bhara jaa ja sakta hai. Jangaliyon ka bhojan. 2 month se main ne wo aag nahin bujhne di....jis ki raushni tum chhed se dekh rahe ho. 2 month se main ne suraj nahin dekha."
"Bad luck...." Imran thandi saans le kar bola....."Main ne to kuchh der pahle andhere me suraj dekha tha."
"Haha..." Phate-haal vyakti diwaanon ki tarah hansne laga. Phir bola "To tum poori tarah phans chuke ho."
"Main samjha nahin.....tum kya kah rahe ho?"
"Bhooton aur dusht aatmaaon ke chamgul me aa phanse ho.....aur khud bhi kuchh dinon baad meri hi tarah pishach(khabees) ho kar rah jaaoge."
"Arre.....to is me hansne ki kya baat hai?"
"Ab to hansi hi aati hai is haal par.....tumhare pas cigarette to hogi? Main ek cig ke liye tumhari hatya bhi kar sakta hun......aur thaile me ekaadh botal bhi hogi......kyon?"
"Nahin.....mujhe tambaaku aur sharab donon hi pasand nahin."
"Tab tum ya to pisaach ho ya farishta...."
"Tum yahaan kaise pahunche the?"
Thodi der wo chup raha phir bola "Chalo wahin chalo.....yahaan un bhooton se takaraao bhi ho sakti hai."
"To wo nahin jaante ki tum yahaan rahte ho?"
"Unhen pata hota to na jaane main ab tak kahaan hota."
"Magar ye raushni....? Kya ye unhen attract nahin karti?"
"Main is samay usay dhakna bhool gaya tha."
"Achhi baat hai.....pahle tum chalo....main ne tu par bharosa kar liya hai."
Imran soch raha tha ki kahin ye bhi unhin aath aadmiyon me se na ho jin ka ek sathi Moren ke aadmi ke hathon maara gaya tha. Phir us ajnabi ki kahani sun us ki soch sahi nikli. Ajnabi apni kahani aage sunaate huye bol...."Iss gufa se jangaliyon ke sath baahar nikalne ke baad ham ek basti me pahunche......jahaan anginat jhopadiyaan thin. Lekin kya un jhopadiyon me kisi gori lady ka paaya jaana tumhare liye aashcharya-janak nahin hoga?"
"Mere liye kuchh bhi hairat ki baat nahin hai." Imran ne sar hila kar bola "Agar main us gori aurat me anginat jhopadiyaan dekhun tab bhi mere kaan par jun nahin reng sakti."
"Bahut chahak rahe ho." Ajnabi chidh kar bola "Lekin kal tak tum kisi lash ki hi tarah shaant ho jaaoge."
"Chinta mat karo.....bayan jaari rakho."
"Main kuchh bhi nahin bataaunga.....go to hell."
"Tum galat samjhe....mujhe tumhare bayan par vishwas hai."
"Thik hai.....to wo safed aurat.....pawitra pujaarin kahlaati hai.Us ka chehra naqaab me chhupa rahta hai.....lekin mera daawa hai ki tum kewal uski aawaz hi sun kar paagal ho jaaoge."
"Thanks for the information. Ab main us ka saamna hone se pahle hi apne kaan ukhadwaa lunga." "Phir tum ne mera mazaak udaaya." Ajnabi ne aankhen nikaalin.
"Kuchh bhi ho.....main tumhen yahaan sisak sisak kar marne ke liye nahin chhodunga." Imran ne kaha.
"Kitne aadmi hain tumhare paas?"
"Athaarah.."
"Ohh....ye to kuchh bhi nahin.......itne aadmi kya kar lenge? Aur phir..........." wo kuchh sochne laga.
Imran thodi der kuchh sochta raha phir bola...."Kya ye sambhav nahin ki aadam-khoron ne tum sab ko us vishesh jagah pahuchaane ke liye hi daudaaya hoga?"
"Main bhi aksar yahi sochta raha hun."
"Ok.....to phir tum us basti se iss jagah tak kaise pahunche?"
"Main aur mera ek sathi nikal bhaagne me safal ho gaye the. Ek jagah ham donon bhi bichhad gaye. Pata nahin us ka kya hua. Kuchh din jangal me bhatakne ke baad ant-tah mujhe iss 'Mahaan Gufaa' ka muhaana mil gaya.....lekin gufa ka dusra muhaana aaj tak nahin mila."
"Achha mujhe wo jagah dikhaao jahaan se tum bhojan aur lakadiyaan churaate ho."
"Ohh....bhojan...." Us ne uble huye aalu ki tarah ki koi chiz dikha kar kaha...."Kya tum bhooke ho?"
"Itna bhi nahin ki uble huye aalu chabaaun."
"Patthar chabaane padenge." Usay phir gussa aa gaya. "Saara kas-bal nikal jaayega."
"Utho....aur mujhe dikhao....wo jagah kahaan hai....mera khayal hai ki mere sathi wahin honge."
"Ab dusri baar kyon musibat me padoge?"
"Ohh.....main un ka sath nahin chhod sakta......party me do auraten bhi hain." "Chalo." Ajnabi uthta hua bola.
Bade gufa me aa kar ajnabi ne kaha "Torch mat jalana. Mujhe raaste ka anuman hai.....ab main un logon ka saamna karna nahin chaahta."
Imran ne us ka kandha pakad liya aur wo chalte rahe. Lagbhag 2-3 minut baad imran ko laga ki wo ek patli si daraad me chal rahe hain. Yahaan ghutan bhi ho rahi thi. Phir koi 100 kadam chalne ke baad wo phir khuli jagah aa pahunche. Lekin dusre hi pal ajnabi ki kanth se ajeeb si aawaz nikli aur wo gir kar dher ho gaya. Isi ke sath Imran bhi gira. Hamlawar kayi the......aur phir andhera. Hath ko hath nahin dikhayi deta tha. Kuchh hi pal me wo shaant ho kar rah gaye. Imran ko pata nahin chal ki ajnabi par kya beeti. Wo to us achanak aankhon ke saamne udne waale chamakdar chakkaron ke chakkar me pad kar apne sar ko pakad liya tha......kyon ki sar par padne waali choten aisi hi zordaar thin.
"Arre.....arre....nariyal nahin khopadi hai bhaaiii...." Imran ke muh se itna hi nikal saka tha. Is ke baad us ka mastishk andhkaar me doobta chala gaya tha.
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