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Me_ Papa ko permanently raste se hatane kaa proposal kisne rakha tha?

Dadaji_ Salman Pathan ne.
Me_ Matlab wo papa ko marna chahta tha?
Dadaji_ Uske muh se nikle shabd kaa matlab wahi tha.
Lakin meeting me present sab log murder ke liye ready nhi the.
Michael D’Souza ko lagta tha ki tumhare pita ko maarna sabse bewakoofi bhara kadam hoga.
Me_ Kyun?
Dadaji_ Kyunki uska maanna tha ki kisi popular young leader ki death use aur bada bana deti hai.
Zinda aadmi ko badnam karke haraya ja sakta hai.
Mara hua aadmi kai baar logo ke liye hero ban jata hai.
Ye 1993 ki baat hai.
Tumhare pita ab 25 saal ke ho chuke the.
Kanuni roop se wo MLA kaa election lad sakte the.
Party ke local workers khule roop se unka naam future candidate ke liye lene lage the.
Dharmchand Patel ab State Capital ki politics me jyada active ho rha tha.
Isliye sabko lag rha tha ki agle election me uski jagah tumhare pita constituency se election ladenge.
Isi bich State Capital ke ak bade hotel me industrial development conference rakhi gyi.
Conference me government ministers, officers, industrialists, builders, transporters aur political leaders ko bulaya gya tha.
Conference kaa chief guest ruling party kaa state-level adhyaksh tha—
Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur.
Me_ Bhim Tauji?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Tumhare bade Tauji.
Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur mera sabse bada beta tha.
Vimla Devi se janma mera pahla beta.
Uske baad Bhanu Pratap kaa janm hua tha.
Me_ Aur papa?
Dadaji_ Abhay dono se chhota tha.
Bhim bahut pahle se politics me tha.
Party ke andar uski pakad itni strong thi ki ministers bhi uski baat ko lightly nhi lete the.
Lakin tumhare pita ne kabhi Bhim ke naam kaa use apne political career me nhi kia.
Bahar duniya ke liye dono bhai jarur the, lakin politics me dono ki identities alag thi.
Abhay chahta tha ki jo bhi jagah use mile, wo uski apni mehnat aur public support se mile.
Bhim bhi uski iss marji kaa samman karta tha.
Me_ Lakin dono ke relation achche the naa?
Dadaji_ Bahut madhur.
Bhim tumhare pita ko apne sage bhai se bhi jyada maanta tha.
Lakin dono public me apne emotions jyada show nhi karte the.
Conference se pahle hotel ke private room me Salman, Michael, Farooq aur Mahadev ki secret meeting huyi.
Salman room me aage-piche ghum rha tha.
Salman_ Abhay 25 kaa ho chuka hai.
Party kaa local unit uska naam candidate ke liye bhejne wala hai.
Agar wo election lad gya to use harana difficult hoga.
Mahadev_ Election me abhi time hai.
Salman_ Isi liye abhi rokna hai.
Michael_ Kese?
Salman ne sabki taraf dekha.
Salman_ Permanently.
Room me kuchh pal shanti chha gyi.
Mahadev_ Kyaa matlab permanently?
Salman_ Jo samajh rhe ho.
Mahadev kaa chehra badal gya.
Mahadev_ Me politics me opposition tak theek hu.
Murder kaa part nhi banunga.
Salman_ Jab tumne site kaa schedule diya tha, tab workers mar sakte the.
Mahadev_ Mene kisi ko marne ke liye nhi kaha tha.
Salman_ Result same ho sakta tha.
Mahadev_ Isliye ab dobara wo galti nhi karunga.
Farooq_ Salman, physical attack se sabka nuksan hoga.
Abhay kaa naam public me strong hai.
Uski death huyi to security officer, party aur media sab hamare network tak pahuchne ki koshish karenge.
Salman_ To tum log chahte kyaa ho?
Michael ne shant aawaj me jawab diya—
Michael_ Abhay ko marna nhi hai.
Uski political eligibility, public credibility aur party support ko khatam karna hai.
Salman_ Kese?
Michael_ Aisa criminal case, jisme party bhi usse bachane ki himmat naa kare.
Farooq_ Corruption case fail ho chuka hai.
Michael_ Corruption public ko confuse karta hai.
Violence public ko dara deta hai.
Mahadev_ Kesi violence?
Michael_ Conference ke bahar kuchh labour unions protest karne wale hai.
Mahadev_ Mujhe protest ke bare me pata hai.
Wo housing project ke labour contract ko lekar memorandum dena chahte hai.
Michael_ Normal protest ko violent banaya ja sakta hai.
Mahadev_ Kese?
Michael_ Ak group Abhay ke political workers jesa dikhayi dega.
Dusra labourers ke bich hoga.
Argument hoga.
Patthar chalenge.
security officer lathi-charge karegi.
Agar ak-do log seriously injured hue, to blame Abhay ke workers per jayega.
Salman_ Bus injury?
Michael_ Agar situation control se bahar gyi aur kisi ki death huyi, to Abhay per criminal conspiracy kaa aarop lagega.
Mahadev chair se khada ho gya.
Mahadev_ Nhi.
Me iss plan kaa part nhi hu.
Michael_ Aapko kuchh nhi karna.
Bus Abhay ke local workers ki list aur unke scarves, badges aur slogans ki information chahiye.
Mahadev_ Wo information fake workers ko dene ke liye?
Michael_ Aapko purpose puchne ki jarurat nhi.
Mahadev_ Ab mujhe purpose pata hai.
Me kuchh nhi dunga.
Salman_ Tum bahut late moral ban rhe ho.
Mahadev_ Mene Abhay se gaddari ki hai.
Lakin me kisi innocent labourer ki jaan lene kaa plan nhi banaunga.
Salman_ Abhay tumhe wapas apne paas nhi lega.
Mahadev_ Mene ye bhi accept kar lia hai.
Michael ne dono ko roka.
Michael_ Conference aaj hai.
Argument kaa time nhi.
Mahadev information de ya naa de, hume kaafi details pahle se mil chuki hai.
Mahadev ne Michael ki taraf dekha.
Mahadev_ Kisne di?
Michael_ Har information kaa ak hi source nhi hota.
Mahadev_ Agar aaj koi mara, to me security officer ko sab bata dunga.
Salman uski taraf badha.
Salman_ Dhamki?
Mahadev_ Warning.
Farooq bich me aa gya.
Farooq_ Bas.
Abhi conference start hone wali hai.
Mahadev room se bahar chala gya.
Salman_ Ye aadmi problem banega.
Michael_ Abhi nhi.
Lakin isper najar rakho.
Me_ Kyaa Mahadev ne papa ko warn kia?
Dadaji_ Directly nhi.
Usse darr tha ki agar wo tumhare pita se mila to Salman ko pata chal jayega.
Usne anonymous message Rajput Construction ke office bhejne ki koshish ki.
Lakin conference start hone tak message tumhare pita tak nhi pahucha.
Hotel ke main conference hall me bahut bade-bade businessmen aur leaders present the.
Stage per Ministers ke sath Bhim Singh Thakur baitha tha.
Tumhare pita ko builders aur young entrepreneurs wale section me seat mili thi.
Salman, Michael aur Farooq bhi front rows me the.
Mahadev piche political workers ke bich khada tha.
Tumhare pita ne Bhim ko stage per dekha.
Dono ki najre ak pal ke liye mili.
Bhim ke chehre per normal political expression tha.
Usne bus halka sa sir hilaya.
Tumhare pita ne bhi wahi kia.
Me_ Dono mile nhi?
Dadaji_ Public function me normal tarike se mile.
Bhim party kaa state president tha.
Tumhare pita ak young businessman aur political strategist.
Bhim nhi chahta tha ki logo ko lage Abhay ko family relation ki wajah se special attention mil rhi hai.
Aur Abhay to wese bhi ye bilkul nhi chahta tha.
Conference me industrial development, government policies aur private investment per speeches huyi.
Tumhare pita ko bhi short presentation dene ke liye bulaya gya.
Anchor_ Ab hum Rajput Construction ke Kunwar Abhay Pratap Singh Thakur ko invite karte hai.
Abhay stage per gye.
Bhim chair per baitha unhe dhyan se dekh rha tha.
Abhay_ Development kaa matlab sirf badi factories aur buildings nhi hai.
Agar kisi project se government ko tax aur company ko profit mile, lakin local logo kaa pani, jamin ya employment chala jaye, to wo balanced development nhi.
Private business ko profit kaa haq hai.
Lakin public resources ki responsibility bhi hai.
Government aur businessman kaa relation favours kaa nhi, accountability kaa hona chahiye.
Hall me tali bajne lagi.
Bhim ne bhi normal tarike se tali bajayi.
Salman ne Michael ke paas jhukkar kaha—
Salman_ Har jagah speech dekar hero ban jata hai.
Michael_ Speech se nhi.
Log uski baat per trust karte hai, isliye.
Conference hall ke bahar labour unions kaa protest shuru ho chuka tha.
Pahle sab normal tha.
Workers banners lekar khade the.
Wo pending wages, housing project me local employment aur safety conditions ki demands rakh rhe the.
security officer ne unke liye ak separate area banaya tha.
Conference complete hone ke baad tumhare pita hall se bahar aaye.
Labour leaders ne unhe dekha aur aawaj lagayi—
Labour Leader_ Kunwar sahab, hamara memorandum lijiye!
Security Officer_ Sir, aap car ki taraf chaliye.
Abhay_ Wo mujhe bula rhe hai.
Security Officer_ Crowd controlled nhi hai.
Abhay_ Me unse baat karke aata hu.
Aftab tumhare pita ke sath tha.
Aftab_ Memorandum officer ko de denge.
Abhay_ Housing project ki complaint hai.
Company hamari hai.
Hume sunna chahiye.
Tumhare pita protest area ki taraf badhe.
Isi wakt fake workers kaa group crowd me enter hua.
Unhone wahi scarves aur badges pahne the, jo tumhare pita ke local political workers use karte the.
Ak fake worker ne labour leader se jor se kaha—
Fake Worker_ Kunwar sahab ko badnam karne aaye ho?
Labour Leader_ Hum apni wages ki baat kar rhe hai.
Fake Worker_ Political drama band karo.
Usne labour leader ko dhakka diya.
Dusri taraf se kisi ne patthar feka.
Patthar security officer barricade per laga.
security officer turant alert ho gyi.
Kuchh seconds me dono sides se shouting start ho gyi.
Fake workers tumhare pita kaa naam lekar slogans bolne lage—
“Kunwar Abhay jindabad!”
Fir unhone labourers ko dhamkana shuru kia.
Me_ Taaki lage papa ke supporters violence kar rhe hai?
Dadaji_ Haa.
security officer ko laga tumhare pita ke supporters protestors per attack kar rhe hai.
Ak aur patthar security officer officer ke sir per laga.
security officer ne lathi-charge kaa order dene ki taiyari ki.
Tumhare pita crowd ke paas pahuch chuke the.
Unhone fake workers me se kuchh logo ko dekha.
Abhay_ Ye hamare workers nhi hai.
Aftab_ Pakka?
Abhay_ Me apne local workers ko janta hu.
Inme se ak bhi party office kaa regular aadmi nhi.
Tumhare pita barricade ke uper chadhkar tej aawaj me bole—
Abhay_ Sab log piche hato!
Kisi ko patthar nhi fekna!
Crowd me kuchh pal confusion hua.
Fake workers kaa leader bola—
Fake Worker_ Kunwar sahab, hum aapke liye—
Abhay_ Tum kon ho?
Fake Worker_ Party worker.
Abhay_ Konsi ward unit?
Fake worker jawab nhi de saka.
Abhay_ Badge pahen lene se koi mera worker nhi ho jata.
security officer Officer_ Kunwar sahab, aap crowd se bahar aaiye.
Abhay_ Officer sahab, ye log fake hai.
Inhe separate kijiye.
Isi bich fake group kaa ak aadmi labourers ke bich ghuskar petrol se bhari chhoti bottle nikalne laga.
Me_ Wo aag lagana chahta tha?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Conference ke bahar khadi ak government jeep ko target kia gya tha.
Aag lagti to security officer firing tak situation pahuch sakti thi.
Mahadev ne us aadmi ko bottle nikalte dekh lia.
Wo crowd ke piche khada tha.
Usne turant uska hath pakad lia.
Mahadev_ Ye kyaa hai?
Aadmi ne Mahadev ko dhakka diya.
Bottle niche girkar toot gyi, lakin aag nhi lagi.
Petrol ki smell fail gyi.
security officer ne dono ko pakadne ki koshish ki.
Aadmi Mahadev ko chaku dikhakar bhagne laga.
Tumhare pita ne use dekha.
Abhay_ Pakdo use!
security officer aur security guards uske piche bhaage.
Wo aadmi hotel ke parking area ki taraf bhaga.
Ak motorcycle pahle se start thi.
Lakin gate close ho chuka tha.
security officer ne use gher lia.
Usne resistance kia, lakin pakda gya.
Crowd me petrol bottle milne ke baad security officer ko samajh aa gya ki protest ko jaan-bujhkar violent banaya gya tha.
Lathi-charge roka gya.
Labour leaders aur asli workers ko ak side kia gya.
Fake scarves aur badges wale 11 log pakde gye.
Me_ Mahadev ne papa ko bachaya?
Dadaji_ Usne situation ko bahut bada hone se roka.
Lakin wo tumhare pita ke samne nhi aaya.
security officer usse witness ke roop me le gyi.
Tumhare pita ne labour leader kaa memorandum lia.
Abhay_ Aapki pending wages ki inquiry kal se start hogi.
Labour Leader_ Kunwar sahab, violence hamne start nhi ki.
Abhay_ Mujhe pata hai.
Aapke bich outside men enter hue the.
Labour Leader_ Wo aapka naam le rhe the.
Abhay_ Naam lene se wo mere aadmi nhi ho jate.
Har arrested aadmi ki identity verify hogi.
Aftab_ Abhay, pahle yaha se chalo.
Abhay_ Injured workers?
security officer Officer_ Ambulance aa rhi hai.
Ak security officer constable aur 6 workers ko chot lagi thi.
Kisi ki death nhi huyi.
Conference kaa environment tense ho gya.
Media ne turant headlines chalani shuru kar di—
“Industrial conference ke bahar violence.”
“Kyaa Kunwar Abhay ke supporters ne labour protest per attack kia?”
Lakin petrol bottle aur fake identity wale workers ki arrest ki khabar bhi jaldi saamne aa gyi.
Bhim Singh Thakur conference hall se bahar aaye.
security officer aur party leaders unke aas-paas the.
Unhone tumhare pita ko injured labourers ke sath khada dekha.
Bhim_ Kunwar Abhay, aap theek hai?
Abhay_ Ji.
Bhim_ Security ne aapko crowd me jane se roka nhi?
Abhay_ Roka tha.
Bhim_ Fir bhi gye?
Abhay_ Complaint hamari company se related thi.
Bhim ne kuchh pal unhe dekha.
Bhim_ security officer ko investigation karne dijiye.
Koi public statement documents ke bina mat dena.
Abhay_ Ji.
Public ke samne dono kaa conversation bilkul formal tha.
Lakin Bhim ki aankho me chinta tumhare pita ne samajh li thi.
Bhim stage area ki taraf wapas chale gye.
Me_ Bhim Tauji ne papa ko alag se nhi bulaya?
Dadaji_ Conference ke baad bulaya.
Lakin uss room me dono ke bich kyaa baat huyi, ye uss wakt mujhe bhi nhi pata tha.
Bhim ne saalo tak wo baat kisi ko nhi batayi.
Me_ Aapko baad me pata chala?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Lakin wo baat tumhe Bhim khud batayega.
Me_ Abhi kyun nhi?
Dadaji_ Kyunki kuchh confession dusre ke muh se sunna jaruri hota hai.
Me_ To aapko pata hai ki unhone kyaa kaha tha?
Dadaji_ Pata hai.
Lakin abhi itna samjho—
Bhim ne tumhare pita se kaha tha ki agar conference attack ke piche powerful political ya business network hai, to wo apni position kaa use karke investigation strong karwa sakta hai.
Tumhare pita ne mana kar diya.
Me_ Kyun?
Dadaji_ Wahi purani zid.
Abhay nhi chahta tha ki Bhim uske lafdo me involve ho.
Use lagta tha ki wo apne dushmano ko khud handle kar sakta hai.
Aur Bhim ne uski baat maan li.
Ye decision baad me Bhim ko zindagi bhar dard dene wala tha.
security officer interrogation me fake workers ki identities saamne aayi.
Kuchh daily-wage labourers the, jinhe ₹500 aur khana dene kaa promise hua tha.
Unhe kaha gya tha ki bus slogans lagane hai aur protestors se argument karna hai.
Unhe real planning kaa pata nhi tha.
Petrol bottle wala aadmi professional criminal tha.
Uska naam Ashok Kale tha.
Me_ Marathi tha?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Lakin uska crime uske background ki wajah se nhi tha.
Wo paise lekar political events me violence create karta tha.
Usper pahle bhi assault aur illegal recovery ke cases the.
security officer_ Tumhe kisne hire kia?
Ashok_ Ak aadmi ne.
security officer_ Naam?
Ashok_ Nhi pata.
security officer_ Payment kisne diya?
Ashok_ Cash.
security officer_ Meeting kaha huyi?
Ashok_ Bus stand ke piche.
security officer_ Description?
Ashok ne jo description diya, wo Mahadev Deshmukh se milta-julta tha.
Me_ Mahadev ne khud use pakda tha. Fir wo hire kese kar sakta tha?
Dadaji_ Yahi confusion create karna purpose ho sakta tha.
Ashok ne kaha hiring wale aadmi ne Marathi accent me baat ki aur apna naam “M. Deshmukh” bataya.
Mahadev per turant shak gya.
security officer ne use question kia.
Inspector_ Ashok kahta hai use M. Deshmukh ne hire kia.
Mahadev_ Mene hi petrol bottle pakdi thi.
Agar plan mera hota to me use rokta kyun?
Inspector_ Apne aapko clean dikhane ke liye.
Mahadev_ Me stupid nhi hu ki apna hi surname bata kar criminal hire karunga.
Inspector_ Tum Salman ke camp me ho.
Mahadev_ Haa.
Lakin murder plan me nhi.
Inspector_ Conference se pahle Salman se mile the?
Mahadev chup ho gya.
Inspector_ Michael aur Farooq bhi meeting me the?
Mahadev_ Mujhe lawyer chahiye.
Me_ Kyaa Mahadev ne meeting kaa sach security officer ko bataya?
Dadaji_ Pura nhi.
Usne bus ye kaha ki meeting business aur political strategy ke liye thi.
Murder ya violence discussion deny kar diya.
Me_ Kyun?
Dadaji_ Kyunki sach batata to khud bhi conspiracy me fas sakta tha.
Usne project schedules aur political information pahle hi leak ki thi.
Use darr tha ki security officer purane cases bhi khol degi.
Lakin usne tumhare pita ko ak anonymous note bheja—
“Conference violence kaa main plan tumhe criminal case me fasana tha. Agli baar fake supporters ko pahchanne kaa system banao. Tumhare aas-paas ke symbols, badges aur routes copy kiye ja rhe hai.”
Tumhare pita ne note padhkar kaha—
Abhay_ Ye Mahadev ne bheja hai.
Aftab_ Kese pata?
Abhay_ Words dekho—“fake supporters.”
Conference me petrol bottle usne pakdi.
Wo directly saamne nhi aana chahta.
Aftab_ Usne pahle hume betray kia.
Abhay_ Iska matlab ye nhi ki wo har crime me comfortable hoga.
Aftab_ Tum use fir trust karoge?
Abhay_ Nhi.
Lakin information ignore bhi nhi karunga.
Nimrit ko jab conference attack ki puri detail mili, wo turant ghar aayi.
Tum uss wakt lagbhag ak saal ke the.
Manjot tumhe drawing room me khila rhi thi.
Nimrit ne enter karte hi tumhare pita ko dekha.
Nimrit_ Aap crowd me kyun gye?
Abhay_ Labourers hamari company ke against complaint dene aaye the.
Nimrit_ security officer receive kar sakti thi.
Abhay_ Unhe mujhse baat karni thi.
Nimrit_ Petrol bottle thi.
Fake workers the.
Chaku tha.
Aapko pata nhi tha crowd me kon hai.
Abhay_ Isliye hi gaya.
Nimrit_ Ye logic nhi hai.
Abhay_ Agar me dur khada rahta to fake workers mere naam per violence karte.
Nimrit_ Aap security ke sath situation handle kar sakte the.
Abhay_ Wakt nhi tha.
Nimrit_ Har baar aapke paas yahi answer hota hai.
Tumhare pita chup ho gye.
Nimrit ki aankho me gussa se jyada darr tha.
Abhay_ Me theek hu.
Nimrit_ Aaj.
Kal?
Abhay_ Me careful rahunga.
Nimrit_ Ye promise kitni baar sun chuki hu.
Abhay_ Fir kyaa karu?
Nimrit ne tumhari taraf ishara kia.
Nimrit_ Isse dekhiye.
Aapke paas ab bus apni life nhi hai.
Abhay ne tumhe Manjot ki god me dekha.
Tum bina kuchh samjhe toy pakadkar khel rhe the.
Nimrit_ Aapko kuchh hota hai to sirf political leader ya businessman nhi marta.
Kisi kaa husband aur kisi kaa father bhi chala jata hai.
Room me shanti ho gyi.
Manjot ne tumhe mujhe de diya aur khud room se bahar chali gyi, taki Abhay aur Nimrit akele baat kar sake.
Abhay_ Sorry.
Nimrit_ Mujhe sorry nhi chahiye.
Plan chahiye.
Abhay_ Kesa plan?
Nimrit_ Political events me verified volunteer list.
Unique identity cards.
Entry per photographs.
Security briefing.
Aap crowd me bina security officer coordination enter nhi karenge.
Abhay_ Ye political rally hai ya government office?
Nimrit_ Jis din petrol bottle mili, uss din difference khatam ho gya.
Abhay_ Theek hai.
Nimrit_ Written system banega.
Abhay_ Aftab handle karega.
Aftab_ Har dangerous decision tum log lete ho aur paperwork mujhe milta hai.
Nimrit_ Kyunki aap responsible hai.
Aftab_ Bhabhi, kabhi-kabhi mujhe bhi irresponsible rehne kaa chance dijiye.
Conference incident ke baad tumhare pita ne political workers kaa formal registration start karwaya.
Har ward unit ki list bani.
Badges kaa design regularly change hota.
Large events me volunteers ki photograph aur local reference verify ki jati.
Me_ Ye sab maa kaa idea tha?
Dadaji_ Nimrit kaa administrative mind aur Abhay kaa political experience milkar system bana.
Conference attack kaa public result dushmano ki expectation ke opposite hua.
Tumhare pita per violence kaa aarop establish nhi hua.
Ulta unhone labourers ki demands ki inquiry start karwayi.
Rajput Construction ke do local contractors ne wages delay ki thi.
Aftab ne investigation ke baad unke contracts cancel kiye.
Pending wages company ne workers ko di aur amount contractors ki security deposit se recover kia.
Abhay_ Protest genuine tha.
Fake violence ki wajah se workers ki real problem ignore nhi honi chahiye.
Nimrit_ Sahi decision.
Abhay_ Official approval mil gya?
Nimrit_ Me aapki wife hu. Company officer nhi.
Aftab_ Lakin final approval fir bhi inhi kaa lagta hai.
Me_ Bhim Tauji ne conference investigation me help nhi ki?
Dadaji_ Nhi.
security officer ne normal process se investigation ki.
Bhim chahta to state-level special team lagwa sakta tha.
Lakin tumhare pita ne usse dur rehne ko kaha.
Bhim ne direct ya indirect pressure nhi banaya.
Usne party leaders ko bhi bus itna kaha—
Bhim_ Investigation ko political colour mat do.
Kanun ko kaam karne do.
Na Abhay ko bachane kaa pressure aur naa use fasane kaa.
Me_ Kyaa Bhim Tauji ko bura nhi laga ki papa unki help nhi le rhe?
Dadaji_ Laga tha.
Lakin wo Abhay ki independence janta tha.
Usse lagta tha ki chhota bhai jab sach me help chahega, khud aayega.
Ye soch uss wakt reasonable thi.
Baad me yahi soch uske guilt kaa reason bani.
Me_ Accident ke baad?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Lakin abhi 1993 tha.
Tumhare pita jinda the.
Tumhari maa service me thi.
Tumhari Dadi Manjot tumhare piche pure ghar me ghumti thi.
Aur hume lagta tha ki hamare paas abhi bahut samay hai.
Industrial conference ke kuchh hafte baad Ashok Kale jail se court le jate wakt security officer van me kisi se mila hua ak note lekar pakda gya.
Note me likha tha—
“Deshmukh kaa naam pakadkar rakhna. Baki payment family ko mil jayega.”
Me_ Matlab use Mahadev kaa naam lene ke paise mil rhe the?
Dadaji_ Haa.
security officer ne Ashok ke pariwar ke bank records check kiye.
Uski wife ke account me ₹50,000 deposit hue the.
Deposit ak small transport company ke account se aaya tha.
Company kaa naam tha—
Southern Freight Carriers.
Me_ Kiska business tha?
Dadaji_ Paper per owner ak aadmi tha—
Suresh Nair.
Kerala se aaya hua transport businessman.
Me_ Naya South Indian rival?
Dadaji_ Ho sakta tha.
Lakin Suresh Nair Salman ya Michael jesa openly powerful nhi tha.
Uski company chhoti thi.
Wo bade transporters ke liye subcontracting karta tha.
security officer ne use bulaya.
Suresh_ Mene koi payment personally approve nhi kia.
Accountant ne kia hoga.
Inspector_ Payment description “consultancy” hai.
Konsi consultancy?
Suresh_ Mujhe nhi pata.
Inspector_ Ashok Kale ki wife ne aapki company ko kyaa service di?
Suresh_ Shayad staff welfare payment ho.
Inspector_ Aapke staff me Ashok ya uski wife kaa naam nhi.
Suresh_ Accounts check karne honge.
Company accountant gayab tha.
Uska naam tha—
Ramesh Pillai.
Me_ Fir se koi aadmi gayab.
Dadaji_ Network kaa tarika yahi tha.
Paper per chhoti company.
Cash aur fake consultancy.
Payment ke baad responsible employee gayab.
Suresh Nair ne kaha accountant ne uske sign forge kiye.
Handwriting report me payment voucher per Suresh kaa sign genuine nikla.
Suresh_ Me bahut vouchers sign karta hu.
Blank voucher hoga.
Inspector_ Blank documents sign karte ho?
Suresh_ Business me kabhi-kabhi.
security officer ne use direct conspiracy me arrest nhi kia, lakin financial irregularity kaa case register hua.
Tumhare pita ne Aftab se kaha—
Abhay_ Southern Freight Carriers kaa Salman se connection dhundo.
Aftab_ Ak route per Pathan Transport kaa subcontractor hai.
Abhay_ Michael?
Aftab_ Michael ke road project me bhi trucks diye hai.
Abhay_ Farooq?
Aftab_ Hill resort ke initial stone transport kaa quotation diya tha.
Abhay_ Tino se connected.
Aftab_ Ya normal transport market me tino ke sath kaam karta ho.
Abhay_ Proof ke bina conclusion nhi.
Aftab_ Ab tum meri line chura rhe ho.
Nimrit ne financial trail dekhkar kaha—
Nimrit_ Suresh Nair mastermind nhi lagta.
Abhay_ Kyun?
Nimrit_ Ya to wo careless businessman hai, jiske accounts koi aur use kar rha hai…
Ya wo paise ke liye apni company kaa naam dene wala front hai.
Aftab_ Dono dangerous hai.
Nimrit_ Haa.
Lakin hume ye pata lagana hai ki accountant Ramesh Pillai kis contact me tha.
security officer ko Ramesh kaa ak old address mila.
Room khali tha.
Lakin landlord ne kaha ki Ramesh ko kuchh mahino se ak well-dressed aadmi milne aata tha.
security officer ne photographs dikhayi.
Landlord ne Michael, Salman aur Farooq ko identify nhi kia.
Mahadev ki photo dekhkar bhi mana kar diya.
Anthony Pereira ki photo per wo ruk gya.
Landlord_ Isse milta-julta tha.
Me_ Fir Anthony pakda gya?
Dadaji_ Anthony ne kaha wo Ramesh ko official bank verification ke through janta tha.
Direct proof fir incomplete.
Lakin ab chain me Anthony baar-baar aa rha tha.
Tumhare pita ne “Project Suraksha” file me naya section add kia—
Anthony Pereira Network.
Nimrit_ Naam neutral rakhiye.
Abhay_ Wo har forgery me aas-paas milta hai.
Nimrit_ Fir bhi final proof nhi.
Abhay_ Theek.
“Financial Document Leak Network.”
Aftab_ Ye government file kaa naam lag rha hai.
Nimrit_ Achcha hai.
Kam se kam emotional title nhi.
Conference attack fail ho gya.
Lakin dushmano kaa network tuta nhi.
Salman ko gussa tha ki Abhay aur popular ho gya.
Michael ko concern tha ki security officer financial routes tak pahuch rhi hai.
Farooq chahta tha ki investigation uske hotel businesses tak naa aaye.
Aur Mahadev ko samajh aa gya tha ki Salman aur Michael use kabhi bhi scapegoat bana sakte hai.
Ak raat Mahadev ne apne ghar me ak diary likhni shuru ki.
Usne dates, meetings aur payments ke bare me short notes likhe.
Lakin kisi kaa pura naam nhi.
Bus initials—
S.P.
M.D.
F.M.
A.P.
Aur ak naya initial—
B.R.
Me_ B.R. kon tha?
Dadaji_ Hume uss wakt nhi pata tha.
Mahadev ki diary bhi hume bahut baad me mili.
Me_ Kyaa B.R. mastermind tha?
Dadaji_ Ho sakta hai.
Lakin story me har initial kaa matlab wahi nhi hota, jo pahli najar me lage.
1993 ke end tak tumhare pita election ki formal preparation start karne wale the.
Party ke local leaders unhe candidate declare karwana chahte the.
Lakin tumhare pita ne ak unexpected decision lia.
Me_ Kyaa?
Dadaji_ Unhone kaha—
Abhay_ Me agla election turant nhi ladunga.
Dharmchand_ Kyaa?
Aftab_ Tum 25 ke hone kaa intejar kar rhe the.
Abhay_ Haa.
Lakin abhi housing project complete nhi hua.
Public welfare trust kaa kaam bhi adhura hai.
Dharmchand_ Politics me perfect time kaa intejar karoge to moka chala jayega.
Abhay_ Me bus seat ke liye election nhi ladna chahta.
Pahle ak clear public agenda chahiye.
Dharmchand_ Party ticket ready ho sakta hai.
Abhay_ Party ticket se pahle public work ready hona chahiye.
Aftab_ Dushmano ko extra time milega.
Abhay_ To mile.
Me fear ki wajah se election nhi ladunga.
Me_ Bhim Tauji ne unhe election ladne ko nhi kaha?
Dadaji_ Party ke state president ke roop me Bhim decision process me tha.
Lakin usne Abhay kaa naam push nhi kia.
Abhay ne kabhi usse support manga hi nhi.
Bhim ne local committee ko kaha—
Bhim_ Candidate ground report aur organization recommendation se decide hoga.
Family relation se nhi.
Kuchh party leaders ko laga Bhim apne chhote bhai se distance bana rha hai.
Kuchh ko laga dono ke relation achche nhi.
Sach bus Abhay aur Bhim jante the.
Dono jaan-bujhkar politics me ak dusre se distance rakh rhe the.
Me_ Papa ko bura nhi lagta tha?
Dadaji_ Nhi.
Ye distance unki apni marji thi.
Lakin Nimrit ne ak raat unse pucha—
Nimrit_ Aap Bhim Bhaiya se help kyun nhi lete?
Abhay_ Mujhe help ki jarurat nhi.
Nimrit_ Har insaan ko kabhi naa kabhi hoti hai.
Abhay_ Unki apni state-level responsibilities hai.
Mere business rivals aur local political conflicts me unhe kyun lau?
Nimrit_ Kyunki wo aapke bade bhai hai.
Abhay_ Isi liye dur rakhna chahta hu.
Mere dushman unper aarop lagayenge ki wo mujhe protect kar rhe hai.
Unki party position weak hogi.
Nimrit_ Aur agar situation serious ho gyi?
Abhay_ Tab bhi pahle khud handle karunga.
Nimrit_ “Pahle” aur “hamesha” me fark rakhiye.
Abhay_ Theek hai.
Bahut serious situation huyi to baat karunga.
Nimrit_ Promise?
Abhay_ Promise.
Dadaji_ Lakin tumhare pita ne wo promise kabhi properly pura nhi kia.
Aur Bhim ne kabhi force karke unki life me enter nhi kia.
Dono ko lagta rha samay bahut hai.
1994 aane wala tha.
Tum ab chalna seekh rhe the.
Manjot tumhare piche pure ghar me ghumti.
Tumhare pita kaa business strong tha.
Nimrit kaa administrative record achcha tha.
Aur bahar se lagta tha ki conference attack ke baad dushman shant ho gye hai.
Lakin Mahadev ki diary me ak nayi date likhi gyi—
“Agla plan—pariwar kaa route.”
Me_ Kiska pariwar?
Dadaji ne meri taraf dekha.
Dadaji_ Tumhare pita kaa.
Lakin ye 1996 wale accident kaa final plan nhi tha.
1994 me pahle ak chhoti testing honi thi.
Wo dekhna chahte the ki tumhare pariwar ki car movement, security response aur emergency ke wakt tumhare pita kyaa decision lete hai.
Aur iss testing ke liye unhone target choose kia—
Tumhari Dadi Manjot aur tumhe.

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Me_ Unhone Dadi aur mujhe target kyun kia tha?

Dadaji_ Tumhe nuksan pahuchana shayad uss din unka main purpose nhi tha, Jay.

Wo hamare pariwar kaa response test karna chahte the.

Kon si car use hoti hai.

Driver kon hota hai.

Route change hone per security ko kitni der me pata chalta hai.

Emergency ki khabar milne per tumhare pita akele nikalte hai ya security officer ko inform karte hai.

Aur sabse important—

Tumhare pita kaa emotional reaction kesa hota hai.

Me_ Lakin agar unka plan galat ho jata to hum dono mar bhi sakte the.

Dadaji_ Un logo ko iss baat se koi fark nhi padta tha, bete.

Ye ghatna 1994 ki shuruaat me huyi.

Tum lagbhag 2 saal ke the.

Tumhari Dadi Manjot tumhe routine medical checkup aur vaccination ke liye city hospital lekar ja rhi thi.

Nimrit uss wakt apni posting per thi.

Tumhare pita Rajput Construction ke office me ak project meeting kar rhe the.

Hamare purane driver Shankar ko car chalani thi.

Shankar kai saalo se hamare pariwar ke sath tha.

Uska ak chhota beta bhi tha, jo lagbhag tumhari hi age kaa tha.

Me_ Uska naam kyaa tha?

Dadaji_ Mohan.

Shankar ki wife aur Mohan farmhouse ke paas bane staff quarters me rahte the.

Tum dono kabhi-kabhi ak sath garden me khelte the.

Manjot dono ke liye same toys mangwati thi.

Wo kehti thi—

Manjot_ Bachcho ko kyaa pata kon malik kaa beta hai aur kon driver kaa. Dono ke liye khilona ak jesa hona chahiye.

Shankar tumhare pariwar ke liye sirf driver nhi rha tha.

Wo trusted staff member tha.

Car nikalne se pahle usne hamesha ki tarah brakes, tyres aur fuel check kia.

Manjot tumhe piche wali seat per lekar baithi.

Manjot_ Shankar, doctor ke baad market se medicine bhi leni hai.

Shankar_ Ji Mata ji.

Manjot_ Aur jaldi mat chalana. Ye car me khada hone ki koshish karta hai.

Shankar_ Chhote Kunwar ko seat per bithakar rakhiye.

Tum Manjot ki god se utarkar window ke bahar dekhna chahte the.

Manjot_ Ak jagah baith ja. Bilkul apne baap per gya hai. Kahi shanti se nhi baithta.

Car farmhouse se city ki taraf nikal gyi.

Normal route main highway se hospital tak jata tha.

Lakin highway ke paas pahuchte hi unhe security officer kaa barricade dikhayi diya.

Ak uniform me khada aadmi vehicles ko rok rha tha.

Usne Shankar ko hath dikhaya.

Fake Constable_ Aage accident hua hai. Road band hai.

Shankar_ Hospital jana hai.

Fake Constable_ Canal road se chale jao. 20 minute me city pahuch jaoge.

Shankar ne diversion ki taraf dekha.

Waha ak temporary board laga tha—

“Road Closed—PWD Work.”

Shankar car modne hi wala tha ki uski najar constable ki uniform per gyi.

Uske shoulder per district security officer kaa badge tha, lakin cap per dusre district kaa symbol laga hua tha.

Shankar_ Aage konsa accident hua hai?

Fake Constable_ Truck palat gya. Jaldi niklo, traffic mat roko.

Shankar ko uska jawab aur tone dono ajeeb lage.

Piche vehicles ki line banne lagi thi.

Usne car canal road ki taraf mod di, lakin usne speed slow rakhi.

Manjot_ Kyaa hua?

Shankar_ Kuchh theek nhi lag rha, Mata ji.

Manjot_ Wapas mud jao.

Shankar_ Piche barricade hai. Thoda aage village turn aata hai. Waha se main road per nikal jayenge.

Car canal road per badhne lagi.

Road sunsan thi.

Ak taraf canal aur dusri taraf kheti ki jamin.

Kuchh dur jane ke baad Shankar ne rear-view mirror me ak white jeep dekhi.

Jeep bhi unke piche diversion se aayi thi.

Pahle wo normal distance per thi.

Fir dheere-dheere paas aane lagi.

Shankar ne speed badhayi.

White jeep ne bhi speed badha di.

Manjot ne tumhe majbooti se pakad lia.

Manjot_ Shankar, ye hamara picha kar rhe hai?

Shankar_ Ho sakta hai same route per ho.

Lakin aap darwaja lock kar lijiye.

Manjot ne sare doors lock kar diye.

Kuchh kilometre aage ak purana bridge tha.

Bridge ke bich ak bada truck tedha khada tha.

Car nikalne ke liye bus bahut thodi jagah thi.

Truck kaa driver road ke side khada hath se signal de rha tha.

Truck Driver_ Aage se nikal jao!

Shankar ne car slow ki.

Lakin usne notice kia ki truck kaa engine band nhi tha.

Aur truck driver kaa chehra kapde se half covered tha.

White jeep unke piche bahut paas aa chuki thi.

Ab car aage truck aur piche jeep ke bich fas sakti thi.

Me_ Fir Shankar kaka ne kyaa kia?

Dadaji_ Shankar uss area ko bahut achchi tarah janta tha.

Bridge se thoda pahle ak kaccha rasta sugar mill ke purane storage ground ki taraf jata tha.

Normal car waha se nhi jati thi.

Lakin Shankar ne bina kisi ko time diye steering mod di.

Car kacche raste per utar gyi.

White jeep bhi uske piche modne lagi.

Truck driver ne aawaj lagayi—

Truck Driver_ Udhar rasta band hai!

Shankar ne uski baat ignore ki.

Kacche raste per car bahut hil rhi thi.

Tum darrkar rone lage.

Manjot ne tumhe apni chhati se laga lia.

Manjot_ Kuchh nhi hua. Dadi yahi hai.

Shankar_ Mata ji, seat pakadkar rakhiye.

Aage storage ground kaa purana gate tha.

Gate half open tha.

Shankar ne horn bajate hue car andar le gya.

Andar kuchh mill workers aur guards present the.

White jeep gate ke bahar aakar ruk gyi.

Mill Guard ne jeep ko dekhkar aage badhne ki koshish ki.

Lakin jeep turant reverse huyi aur wapas canal road ki taraf chali gyi.

Shankar car se niche utra.

Shankar_ Gate band karo!

Mill Guard_ Kyaa hua?

Shankar_ Koi hamara picha kar rha tha.

Manjot tumhe lekar car ke andar hi baithi rhi.

Uske hath kaap rhe the.

Lakin wo tumhare samne normal dikhne ki koshish kar rhi thi.

Mill office me landline tha.

Shankar ne pahle nearby security officer chowki ko phone kia.

Fir farmhouse kaa number milaya.

Uss wakt me ghar per tha.

Baldev_ Hello?

Shankar_ Malik, me Shankar bol rha hu.

Baldev_ Haa Shankar. Hospital pahuch gye?

Shankar_ Nhi Malik.

Kisi ne fake diversion laga kar car ko canal road per bheja.

Ak jeep picha kar rhi thi aur aage truck se road block tha.

Hum sugar mill ke ground me safe hai.

Mere hath se receiver lagbhag chhut gya.

Baldev_ Manjot aur bachcha?

Shankar_ Dono safe hai.

Mene turant security officer aur tumhare pita ko inform karne kaa socha.

Lakin ussi samay Rajput Construction ke office me ak alag phone call aa chuka tha.

Office receptionist ne tumhare pita ko message diya—

Receptionist_ Sir, kisi ne urgent call kia hai. Family car kaa accident hua hai.

Tumhare pita meeting chhodkar phone per aaye.

Abhay_ Hello?

Caller_ Kunwar sahab, aapki maa aur bachche ki car old western bypass per palat gyi hai.

Abhay_ Kon bol rha hai?

Caller_ Road se gujar rha tha.

Bachcha serious hai.

Ambulance nhi aayi.

Aap jaldi old stone quarry ke paas pahuchiye.

Abhay_ Driver?

Caller_ Shayad mar gya.

Phone cut ho gya.

Tumhare pita kaa chehra safed pad gya.

Wo bina kuchh soche room se bahar nikle.

Abhay_ Car nikalo!

Aftab unke piche aaya.

Aftab_ Kyaa hua?

Abhay_ Maa aur bachche kaa accident hua hai.

Aftab_ Kaha?

Abhay_ Western bypass.

Aftab_ Kisne phone kia?

Abhay_ Pata nhi.

Aftab_ security officer?

Abhay_ Time nhi hai!

Tumhare pita office gate tak pahuch gye.

Aftab ne unka hath pakadkar roka.

Abhay_ Hath chhodo!

Aftab_ Ak second.

Family car hospital wale route per gyi thi.

Western bypass opposite direction me hai.

Abhay_ Ho sakta hai route change hua ho.

Aftab_ Caller ne Shankar kaa naam lia?

Abhay_ Nhi.

Aftab_ Car number?

Abhay chup ho gye.

Aftab_ Hospital phone karo.

Farmhouse phone karo.

security officer ko inform karo.

Ak unknown call per akele quarry mat jao.

Abhay_ Agar sach me accident hua to?

Aftab_ Tab security officer aur ambulance sath jayegi.

Agar jhooth hai, to tum trap me ja rhe ho.

Tumhare pita ne turant farmhouse landline milaya.

Ussi wakt me Shankar se baat complete karke receiver rakh hi rha tha.

Baldev_ Abhay?

Abhay_ Pitaji, Maa aur—

Baldev_ Safe hai.

Sugar mill ke storage ground me hai.

Fake diversion aur jeep kaa mamla hai.

Tumhare pita kuchh seconds tak kuchh bol nhi paye.

Abhay_ Safe hai?

Baldev_ Haa.

security officer waha ja rhi hai.

Tumhare pita ne aankhe band kar li.

Aftab unke paas khada tha.

Abhay ne receiver rakhkar table per hath mara.

Abhay_ Unhone mujhe old quarry per bulaya tha.

Aftab_ Matlab dono events connected hai.

Abhay_ Agar tum mujhe naa rokte to me akela chala jata.

Aftab_ Ab security officer ke sath chalenge.

Me_ Wo papa ko quarry per kyun bulana chahte the?

Dadaji_ Ho sakta hai waha unper attack hota.

Ho sakta hai bus unka response record kia jata.

Ya unhe kuchh time ke liye family se dur rakhna tha.

security officer ko old quarry per koi aadmi nhi mila.

Lakin tyre marks the.

Ak vehicle kuchh der waha khada rha tha.

Paas cigarette ke kuchh fresh pieces aur ak empty water bottle mili.

Koi direct evidence nhi.

Udhar security officer canal road pahuchi.

Barricade gayab tha.

“Road Closed” wala board bhi hata diya gya tha.

Main highway per koi real accident hua hi nhi tha.

security officer ne white jeep aur truck ki talash shuru ki.

Truck kaa number fake nikla.

Number plate ak government vehicle ke registered number ki copy thi.

Sugar mill ground me tumhari Dadi ab bhi tumhe god me lekar baithi thi.

Tum rona band karke uski chain se khel rhe the.

Tumhare pita car se utarte hi seedha tum dono ke paas aaye.

Manjot_ Hum theek hai.

Abhay ne pahle tumhe apni god me lia.

Fir Manjot ko dekha.

Abhay_ Maa, aapko kuchh hua?

Manjot_ Nhi.

Shankar ne samajhdari dikhayi.

Tumhare pita ne Shankar ko gale laga lia.

Shankar pahle awkward ho gya.

Shankar_ Kunwar sahab, ye mera kaam tha.

Abhay_ Nhi.

Aaj tumne meri maa aur mere bachche ki jaan bachayi hai.

Shankar ki aankhe bhar aayi.

Shankar_ Aapka pariwar mera bhi pariwar hai.

Thodi der baad Shankar kaa chhota beta Mohan bhi apni maa ke sath mill ground pahucha.

Use pata chala tha ki uske pita danger me the.

Wo rote hue Shankar se lipat gya.

Tum Shankar ki god me baithe Mohan ko dekh rhe the.

Manjot ne Mohan ko bhi apne paas bulaya.

Manjot_ Idhar aa beta.

Kuchh nhi hua tere papa ko.

Usne tum dono bachcho ko ak sath apni god ke paas bithaya.

Manjot_ Dono bilkul same age ke hai.

Ak ko kuchh samajh nhi aur dusra ro-rokar duniya sir per utha rha hai.

Shankar ki wife ne hath jodkar kaha—

Shankar ki Wife_ Mata ji, Shankar ko iss job se hata dijiye.

Aaj kuchh ho jata to—

Shankar_ Me job nhi chhodunga.

Shankar ki Wife_ Hamara bhi chhota bachcha hai.

Shankar_ Aur Kunwar sahab kaa bachcha bhi meri responsibility hai.

Abhay_ Nhi Shankar.

Tumper koi force nhi hai.

Tum chaho to office duty le sakte ho.

Shankar_ Mene gadi chalana aur aap logo kaa sath dena apni marji se choose kia hai.

Lakin ab se me aur careful rahunga.

Nimrit ko ghatna ki information milte hi wo apni posting se wapas aayi.

Usne ghar enter karte hi tumhe apni god me utha lia.

Tum bilkul normal the.

Lakin Nimrit tumhe bahut der tak apne se lagaye rhi.

Abhay_ Sab theek hai.

Nimrit_ Aap old quarry per akele jane wale the?

Tumhare pita ne Aftab ki taraf dekha.

Aftab_ Mene nhi bataya.

Baldev_ security officer ne bataya hai.

Nimrit ne Abhay ki taraf dekha.

Nimrit_ Aapne caller se car number pucha?

Abhay_ Nhi.

Nimrit_ Driver kaa naam?

Abhay_ Nhi.

Nimrit_ Hospital?

Abhay_ Nhi.

Nimrit_ Bus kisi ne kaha bachcha serious hai aur aap nikal pade?

Abhay_ Uss wakt soch nhi paya.

Nimrit_ Yahi wo test karna chahte the.

Room me shanti ho gyi.

Abhay_ Kyaa?

Nimrit_ Unhe pata hai aap business aur political matters me calculation karte hai.

Lakin pariwar kaa naam aate hi bina verify kiye react karte hai.

Aftab_ Mujhe bhi yahi lag rha hai.

Nimrit_ Fake diversion ne car security test ki.

Fake accident call ne Abhay kaa response.

Old quarry ne security officer reaction.

Baldev_ Matlab ye kidnapping attempt nhi tha?

Nimrit_ Ho sakta hai tha.

Lakin agar sirf kidnapping hoti, to quarry wala fake call kyun?

Ye multiple response points test karne jesa lagta hai.

Abhay_ To wo future attack ki preparation kar rhe hai.

Kisi ne jawab nhi diya.

Manjot ne gusse me kaha—

Manjot_ Bus karo.

Bachcha yahi baitha hai.

Nimrit_ Maa, ise kuchh samajh nhi aa rha.

Manjot_ Mujhe aa rha hai.

Har din tum log dushman, threat aur conspiracy ki baat karte ho.

Ab ghar se hospital jana bhi operation ban jayega?

Abhay_ Maa—

Manjot_ Nhi.

Mujhe security chahiye, theek.

Route change chahiye, theek.

Lakin mera pota darr ke andar bada nhi hoga.

Ye garden me khelega.

Market jayega.

college jayega.

Normal bachcho jesi life jiyega.

Nimrit_ Haa Maa.

Hum precautions lenge, iski life band nhi karenge.

Me_ Kyaa uske baad mujhe bahar le jana band kar diya tha?

Dadaji_ Kuchh dino ke liye movement limited huyi.

Lakin Manjot ne jaldi normal routine start karwa diya.

Wo kehti thi—

Manjot_ Dushman hamara rasta decide nhi karega.

Lakin ab har journey ke liye naye rules bane.

Car kaa route last moment per decide hota.

Driver ko ak verification code diya jata.

Koi bhi accident ya medical emergency call aata to caller se code, car number aur family details puchi jati.

Ak trusted escort vehicle kuchh distance per chalta.

Regular garage change kia gya.

Drivers aur staff ke family records bhi update hue.

Nimrit_ Staff ke pariwar ki security bhi important hai.

Abhay_ Kyun?

Nimrit_ Agar dushman Shankar ko pressure dena chahe, to Mohan aur uski wife target ban sakte hai.

Shankar_ Madam, mere pariwar ko kuchh nhi hoga.

Nimrit_ Ye confidence achcha hai.

Lakin arrangements fir bhi honge.

Shankar ke staff quarter ke paas ak additional guard rakha gya.

Mohan aur tumhare khelne kaa area main house ke garden ke andar shift kar diya gya.

Me_ Mohan mere sath bahut khelta tha?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Tum dono same age ke the.

Kai baar kapde bhi ak jese pahen lete the.

Manjot ko bachcho ke liye matching sweaters aur caps lene kaa shauk tha.

Abhay_ Maa, dono ko same kapde kyun?

Manjot_ Achche lagte hai.

Abhay_ Staff confuse ho jayega.

Manjot_ Ak tera beta hai aur ak Shankar kaa. Sab pahchante hai.

Nimrit_ Bachche bade honge to photographs dekhkar hansenge.

Dadaji ne ye baat bolkar kuchh pal ke liye najar niche kar li.

Me_ Kyaa hua Dadu?

Dadaji_ Kuchh nhi.

Bus purani yaade hai.

Route-testing incident ke baad Bhanu Pratap bhi ghar aaya.

Me_ Bhanu Tauji?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Mera dusra beta.

Wo politics se dur rahta tha.

Family estates aur apne private work me busy hota.

Uska swabhav Bhim aur Abhay dono se alag tha.

Kam bolta tha.

Lakin pariwar ko lekar bahut emotional tha.

Bhanu apni patni aur apne god liye hue chhote bete ke sath aaya tha.

Uska beta bhi tumhari age ke aas-paas tha.

Ghar me kuchh der ke liye teen chhote bachcho ki aawaj gunjne lagi—

Tum.

Mohan.

Aur Bhanu kaa god lia hua beta.

Me_ Uska naam kyaa tha?

Dadaji kuchh pal chup rhe.

Dadaji_ Uske bare me baad me detail se bataunga.

Me_ Naam batane me kyaa secret hai?

Dadaji_ Har naam kaa bhi ak samay hota hai, bete.

Bhanu ne tumhare pita se kaha—

Bhanu_ Kuchh dino ke liye bachche aur Manjot Maa ko mere ghar bhej do.

Abhay_ Kyun?

Bhanu_ Yaha sabko tumhare routes aur staff kaa pata hai.

Mere ghar ki information bahar kam hai.

Abhay_ Nhi Bhaiya.

Pariwar ko chhupakar nhi rakhenge.

Bhanu_ Chhupana nhi.

Temporary safety.

Abhay_ Security badha di hai.

Bhanu_ Tum har problem ko akela kyun handle karna chahte ho?

Abhay_ Me akela nhi hu.

Pitaji, Nimrit, Aftab… sab hai.

Bhanu_ Lakin bade bhai bhi hai.

Tumhare pita kuchh pal chup rhe.

Fir unhone Bhanu kaa hath pakda.

Abhay_ Jarurat hogi to sabse pahle aapko bataunga.

Bhanu_ Ye line tum Bhim Bhaiya ko bhi bolte hoge.

Abhay muskuraye.

Abhay_ Shayad.

Bhanu_ Problem ye hai ki tumhe kabhi lagta hi nhi ki jarurat aa gyi.

Bhanu ne tumhe apni god me utha lia.

Tum uski chain pakadne lage.

Bhanu_ Chhote Kunwar ko kuchh hua to me tumhe maaf nhi karunga.

Abhay_ Mujhe khud ko bhi nhi.

Me_ Kyaa Bhanu Tauji mujhe bachpan se bahut pyar karte the?

Dadaji_ Bahut.

Unke apne god liye hue bete aur tumhari age same hone ki wajah se wo tum dono ko ak sath dekhkar khush hote the.

Kabhi-kabhi dono pariwar ak dusre ke ghar rukte.

Tumhari Dadi Manjot bhi Bhanu ke god liye bete ko apne pote jesa pyar karti thi.

Route incident ki khabar Bhim Singh tak bhi pahuchi.

Usne tumhare pita ko private number se phone kia.

Bhim_ Abhay.

Abhay_ Bhaiya.

Bhim_ Maa aur bachcha theek hai?

Abhay_ Haa.

Bhim_ Mene security officer report dekhi hai.

Ye normal road crime nhi tha.

Abhay_ Janta hu.

Bhim_ Me state security unit se trained guards arrange karwa sakta hu.

Abhay_ Nhi Bhaiya.

Bhim_ Ye party support nhi hai.

Pariwar ki security hai.

Abhay_ Log kahenge state president apne bhai ko government security de rha hai.

Bhim_ Logo ko kehne do.

Abhay_ Aapki position per sawal uthenge.

Bhim_ Meri position itni weak nhi.

Abhay_ Fir bhi nhi.

Mene apne conflicts khud choose kiye hai.

Aapko unme nhi launga.

Bhim kuchh pal chup rha.

Bhim_ Tere conflicts ab sirf tere nhi hai.

Maa hai.

Nimrit hai.

Bachcha hai.

Abhay_ Me manage kar lunga.

Bhim_ Har baar ye hi kahta hai.

Abhay_ Aur ab tak kia bhi hai.

Bhim_ Ab tak.

Tumhare pita uss ak shabd per chup ho gye.

Bhim_ Ak kaam kar.

Kam se kam mujhe regular information deta reh.

Direct help nhi lunga, theek.

Lakin contact me reh.

Abhay_ Koshish karunga.

Bhim_ Koshish nhi.

Promise.

Abhay_ Promise.

Me_ Papa ne wo promise pura kia?

Dadaji_ Kuchh samay tak.

Fir wahi business, politics aur problems.

Contact dheere-dheere fir limited ho gya.

Bhim ne bhi Abhay ki marji kaa samman kia.

Usse laga jab situation sach me control se bahar hogi, Abhay use khud bulayega.

Lakin tumhare pita kisi bhi situation ko control se bahar maanna hi nhi chahte the.

security officer investigation me fake constable kaa sketch banaya gya.

Shankar ne uske face kaa description diya.

Right eyebrow ke paas chhota cut mark.

Me_ Javed Ansari?

Dadaji_ Sketch usse milta tha.

Javed kaa bhi right eyebrow ke paas nishan tha.

Lakin fake constable ne moustache aur security officer cap se face hide kia hua tha.

Shankar completely sure nhi tha.

White jeep 2 din baad city ke bahar abandoned mili.

Engine aur chassis numbers ghis diye gye the.

Andar se ak map mila.

Map per farmhouse, city hospital, sugar mill aur old quarry mark the.

Family kaa normal hospital route red pencil se bana hua tha.

Alternate canal road blue pencil se.

Aur quarry ke paas likha tha—

“Response Point.”

Me_ To maa sahi thi. Wo testing thi.

Dadaji_ Haa.

security officer report me bhi yahi possibility likhi gyi.

Car ko divert karna aur fake call same operation kaa hissa the.

Lakin map per fingerprints usable nhi the.

Vehicle stolen tha.

Fake security officer uniform kahi nhi mili.

Truck bhi gayab.

Direct link fir nhi mila.

Kuchh mahino baad jab Mahadev Deshmukh ki diary kaa ak page saamne aaya, usme 1994 ki date ke samne likha tha—

“Family route test successful.

Driver unpredictable.

A.P. emotional response expected.

Second man stopped movement.

Future plan me verification delay create karna hoga.”

Me_ A.P. papa the?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Abhay Pratap.

“Second man” shayad Aftab tha, jisne tumhare pita ko quarry jane se roka.

Me_ Mahadev ko ye details kese pata thi?

Dadaji_ Ya to wo plan kaa part tha.

Ya use Salman aur Michael ki meeting se information mili.

Ya usne baad me kisi se report suni.

Diary me ye nhi likha tha ki test usne arrange kia.

Bus result note kia tha.

Abhay_ Iska matlab hamare response kaa written analysis ho rha hai.

Nimrit_ Wahi sabse dangerous hai.

Wo bus attack nhi kar rhe.

Hamse seekh rhe hai.

Aftab_ Fir hume bhi unhe false patterns dikhane honge.

Abhay_ Kese?

Aftab_ Kabhi ak car niklegi, lakin family dusri car me hogi.

Kabhi route information staff ko galat milegi.

Kabhi security response jaan-bujhkar different hoga.

Nimrit_ Controlled deception useful ho sakta hai.

Lakin staff ko unnecessary risk me nhi dalenge.

Abhay_ Agreed.

Tumhare pita ne family security ko politics ya fear kaa symbol nhi banne diya.

Bahar se routine normal rha.

Lakin andar system change ho chuka tha.

Is incident ke baad kuchh samay tak koi direct attack nhi hua.

1994 kaa baki saal relatively shant nikla.

Tum thoda aur bade ho rhe the.

Mohan aur Bhanu kaa god lia hua beta kabhi-kabhi tumhare sath khelte.

Manjot tino bachcho ko dekhkar kahti—

Manjot_ Mera pura ghar inki aawaj se bhar gya hai.

Lakin uss shanti ke piche kai chije badal rhi thi.

Tumhari maa ko ak important administrative promotion ke liye shortlist kia gya.

Tumhare pita ki political popularity aur badh rhi thi.

Dharmchand State Capital me strong position per pahuch rha tha.

Bhim ruling party kaa state president hone ke nate agle election ki strategy bana rha tha.

Aur dushmano ko lagne laga tha ki route-testing kaa result mil chuka hai.

Ab unhe direct attack karne ki jaldi nhi thi.

Wo sahi wakt kaa intejar kar sakte the.

Me_ 1996 tak?

Dadaji_ Ho sakta hai.

Lakin usse pahle 1995 me tumhari maa kaa career ak bahut bada mod lene wala tha.

Use hamare hi sahar me senior administrative responsibility dene kaa proposal aaya.

Wahi sahar jaha Rajput Construction, Salman Pathan, Michael D’Souza, Farooq Mirza aur tumhare pita ki politics sab connected thi.

Me_ District Collector?

Dadaji_ Abhi directly Collector nhi.

Pahle ak aisi posting, jaha se uska naam Collector ke liye seriously consider hone laga.

Lakin uss posting order ke sath ak anonymous complaint bhi State Government ko bheji gyi.

Complaint me likha tha—

“Kunwar Abhay Pratap Singh Thakur ki wife ko uske home region me posting dena administrative neutrality ke khilaf hoga.”

Aur complaint ke niche kisi businessman ya opposition leader kaa naam nhi tha.

Usper signature tha—

Kunwar Bhanu Pratap Singh Thakur.

[Babab96]

Me_ Kyaa Bhanu Tauji ne sach me Maa ki posting ke against complaint ki thi?
Dadaji_ Nhi, Jay.
Bhanu ko complaint ke bare me tab pata chala, jab State Government ne verification ke liye use notice bheja.
Notice me pucha gya tha—
“Kyaa Kunwar Bhanu Pratap Singh Thakur dwara bheji gyi complaint unki sahmati aur signature se submit huyi hai?”
Bhanu ne letter padhte hi mujhe phone kia.
Bhanu_ Pitaji, ye kyaa mamla hai?
Baldev_ Konsa?
Bhanu_ Government kahti hai mene Nimrit ki posting ke against complaint ki hai.
Baldev_ Tune ki?
Bhanu_ Me apni bhabhi ke against complaint kyun karunga?
Baldev_ Letter ki copy bhej.
Bhanu_ Me khud aa rha hu.
Usi sham Bhanu hamare ghar pahucha.
Tumhare pita, Nimrit, Manjot aur Aftab sab drawing room me present the.
Bhanu ne complaint ki photocopy table per rakh di.
Bhanu_ Ye mera signature nhi hai.
Abhay ne document uthaya.
Complaint carefully typewriter per likhi gyi thi.
Usme kaha gya tha ki Nimrit kaa home region me senior posting lena administrative neutrality ke khilaf hoga, kyunki—
Uske husband kaa construction business wahi hai.
Uske husband political activities me active hai.
Uske sasural kaa regional influence hai.
Uska bada devar ruling party kaa state president hai.
Uska dusra devar local land aur estate matters me involved hai.
Me_ Complaint me Bhim Tauji kaa bhi naam tha?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Lakin bahut smart tarike se.
Complaint ye dikhana chahti thi ki pura Thakur pariwar political aur business influence use karke Nimrit ko home region me posting dilwa rha hai.
Sabse dangerous baat ye thi ki complaint ak opposition leader ke naam se nhi…
Bhanu ke naam se bheji gyi thi.
Isse do fayde hote—
Government ko lagta pariwar ke andar hi posting per objection hai.
Aur Abhay ko lagta uska apna bhai Nimrit ke against kaam kar rha hai.
Bhanu_ Mene ye nhi bheja.
Nimrit ne uski taraf dekha.
Nimrit_ Bhaiya, hume aap per doubt nhi.
Bhanu_ Lakin government record me mera naam aa chuka hai.
Kal newspaper me chhap gya to?
Abhay_ Isliye written denial turant submit karna hoga.
Bhanu_ Signature compare karwao.
Aftab complaint kaa last page dekh rha tha.
Aftab_ Signature superficially genuine lagta hai.
Bhanu_ Meri kisi old registry se copy kia hoga.
Abhay_ Bhaiya ke signatures public records me kaha available hai?
Bhanu_ Estate registry.
Bank documents.
Trust deed.
Mere adopted bete ke adoption papers.
Ye baat kahkar Bhanu kuchh pal ke liye chup ho gya.
Manjot_ Kyaa hua?
Bhanu_ Kuchh nhi Maa.
Bus ye soch rha hu ki kisi ne pariwar ke private documents tak access liya hai.
Nimrit_ Complaint kis date ko dispatch huyi?
Abhay ne envelope ki photocopy dekhi.
Abhay_ 12 March 1995.
Bhanu_ Uss din me apne estate office me tha.
Nimrit_ Ye prove karna jaruri nhi ki aap kaha the.
Complaint post se gyi hai.
Important ye hai ki typewriter, paper aur signature source kaha se aaya.
Aftab_ Envelope per postmark State Capital kaa hai.
Abhay_ Bhaiya uss week State Capital gye the?
Bhanu_ Nhi.
Nimrit_ Written denial me ye bhi mention kijiye.
Bhanu ne complaint fir dekhi.
Bhanu_ Abhay, sach bata.
Tujhe ak pal ke liye bhi laga ki ye mene bheji hogi?
Tumhare pita ne seedha Bhanu ki aankho me dekha.
Abhay_ Nhi.
Bhanu_ Bilkul nhi?
Abhay_ Bhaiya, agar aapko posting per objection hota to aap mere samne bolte.
Chhupkar complaint nhi bhejte.
Bhanu kaa chehra thoda soft hua.
Bhanu_ Fir bhi mujhe bura lag rha hai ki kisi ne mera naam use kia.
Abhay_ Wahi unka purpose hai.
Nimrit_ Sirf posting rokna nhi.
Family trust test karna.
Manjot_ Har baar hamare pariwar me hi shak kyun create karte hai?
Nimrit_ Kyunki bahar ke aarop hum documents se handle kar lete hai.
Family ke andar doubt create hua to document bhi kam pad jate hai.
Me_ Bhanu Tauji ne government ko reply diya?
Dadaji_ Usi raat.
Nimrit ne language carefully draft karne me help ki, lakin letter Bhanu ne apne naam se bheja.
Usne likha—
“Complaint meri sahmati se submit nhi huyi. Signature forged hai. Me Mrs. Nimrit Thakur ki posting ke sambandh me kisi bhi recommendation, objection ya political communication kaa hissa nhi hu.”
Sath me usne apne recent verified signatures attach kiye aur independent forensic inquiry ki demand ki.
Bhim Singh Thakur ko bhi complaint ki information mili.
State party president hone ki wajah se uska naam indirectly use hua tha.
Usne tumhare pita ko phone nhi kia.
Pahle Bhanu ko kia.
Bhim_ Complaint tune bheji?
Bhanu_ Bhaiya, aap bhi puch rhe hai?
Bhim_ Officially puch rha hu.
Bhanu_ Nhi bheji.
Bhim_ Theek.
Written denial bhej diya?
Bhanu_ Haa.
Bhim_ Abhay kyaa keh rha hai?
Bhanu_ Use mujhper doubt nhi.
Bhim_ Achcha hai.
Bhanu_ Aap kuchh karenge?
Bhim_ Nhi.
Bhanu_ Kyun?
Bhim_ Nimrit ki posting kaa matter hai.
Mene interfere kia to complaint kaa narrative strong hoga.
Bhanu_ Lakin signature forgery—
Bhim_ Wo legal matter hai.
security officer aur department dekhenge.
Me party position use karke family dispute handle nhi karunga.
Bhanu_ Abhay bhi yahi chahega.
Bhim_ Isliye nhi karunga.
Me_ Bhim Tauji ne papa ko direct phone kyun nhi kia?
Dadaji_ Kyunki wo jante the tumhare pita kyaa kahenge—
“Bhaiya, aap dur rahiye.”
Bhim ne bina puchhe bhi Abhay ki marji samajh li.
Lakin usne apne private secretary ko ak baat kahi—
Bhim_ Is complaint ki copy aur dispatch trail quietly preserve karwao.
Secretary_ Investigation karwani hai?
Bhim_ Nhi.
Official process ko touch mat karna.
Bus record disappear nhi hona chahiye.
Me_ Kyaa ye indirect support tha?
Dadaji_ Nhi.
Usne posting, inquiry ya security officer per influence nhi dala.
Bus party office me aayi copies preserve karwayi, kyunki uska naam bhi complaint me tha.
Abhay ki identity aur struggle ab bhi uski apni thi.
Complaint ki handwriting aur signature forensic examination ke liye bheje gye.
Bhanu kaa signature bhi traced nikla.
Source specimen identify karne me time laga.
Signature me ak unusual break tha, jo Bhanu ke normal recent signatures me nhi hota tha.
Lakin exactly wahi break uske 1991 ke ak land lease document me tha.
Me_ Wo document kaha tha?
Dadaji_ Bhanu ke estate office aur Sub-Registrar Office dono jagah.
Estate office ki copy check ki gyi.
File present thi.
Lakin uska photographic negative missing tha.
Bhanu_ Ham photographic copy kyun rakhte the?
Estate Manager_ Sir, 1992 me records microfilm aur photographic archiving ke liye bheje gye the.
Bhanu_ Kis company ko?
Manager ne register dekha.
Estate Manager_ “Pereira Legal Documentation Services.”
Room me sab chup ho gye.
Me_ Anthony Pereira?
Dadaji_ Company uske cousin ke naam per thi.
Lakin Anthony kaa office usi building me tha.
Aftab_ Har forged signature kaa rasta Pereira family tak kyun jata hai?
Nimrit_ Kyunki legal documentation offices ke paas genuine signatures aur identity papers ki access hoti hai.
Abhay_ Ya koi jaan-bujhkar hume Anthony tak le ja rha hai.
Bhanu_ Tumhe abhi bhi doubt hai?
Abhay_ Anthony suspicious hai.
Lakin itni baar same naam milna do possibilities dikhata hai—
Ya wo network kaa important part hai.
Ya use scapegoat banane ke liye uske records use ho rhe hai.
Bhanu_ Har aadmi ko benefit of doubt dete-dete kab tak?
Abhay_ Jab tak direct proof naa mile.
Bhanu ne tumhare pita ko dekha.
Bhanu_ Tu badla nhi.
Abhay_ Aap chahte hai bina proof arrest karwa du?
Bhanu_ Nhi.
Bus chahta hu iss baar akela mat lad.
Abhay_ Me akela kaha hu?
Bhanu_ Ye jawab fir mat dena.
Mujhe inform rakh.
Tumhare pita ne halka sa sir hilaya.
Abhay_ Theek hai.
Bhanu_ Promise?
Abhay_ Haa.
Nimrit ne turant kaha—
Nimrit_ Properly boliye.
Abhay_ Promise.
Me_ Papa ne Bhanu Tauji ko regular information di?
Dadaji_ Pahle kuchh mahino tak.
Lakin tumhare pita kaa swabhav wahi tha.
Jab tak unhe lagta problem wo khud handle kar sakte hai, wo dusro ko tension nhi dete the.
Complaint kaa official effect Nimrit ki posting per pada.
Government ne appointment cancel nhi kia, lakin final order ko hold per rakh diya.
Nimrit ko Personnel Department ke panel ke samne appear hone ko kaha gya.
Panel Member_ Aapke home region me posting se conflict-of-interest concern hai.
Nimrit_ Concern valid hai.
Panel Member_ Aap objection accept karti hai?
Nimrit_ Concern ko examine karna valid hai.
Forged complaint ko genuine maanna nhi.
Panel Member_ Aapke husband kaa business wahi hai.
Nimrit_ Rajput Construction ki written policy hai ki meri direct administrative jurisdiction me government tender participate nhi karegi.
Panel Member_ Private projects?
Nimrit_ Private legal projects continue kar sakte hai, lakin unse related regulatory decision mere samne aaya to me written recusal request dungi.
Panel Member_ Aapke husband politics me active hai.
Nimrit_ Unki political identity meri service se independent hai.
Panel Member_ Aapke jeth ruling party ke state president hai.
Nimrit_ Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur ne meri service matter me kabhi recommendation nhi di.
Panel Member_ Ye prove kese hoga?
Nimrit_ Recommendation kaa record hota hai.
Agar koi communication hai to saamne laya jaye.
Panel Member_ Aap home region ki posting kyun accept karna chahti hai?
Nimrit_ Me specifically home posting demand nhi kar rhi.
Government jaha suitable samjhe, me join karungi.
Lakin forged complaint ke pressure me transfer decision badalna bhi galat precedent hoga.
Panel room me kuchh pal silence rha.
Nimrit ne apni taraf se conflict-management plan submit kia—
Rajput Construction se related files independent Additional Collector handle karega.
Bhim, Bhanu ya Abhay ke direct representations written register me enter honge.
Nimrit ke pariwar ki businesses se related regulatory matters me recusal recorded hoga.
Major land conversion aur government tender decisions committee system se honge.
Monthly public file-status report maintain hogi.
Me_ Maa ne apne against hi itne strict rules kyun banaye?
Dadaji_ Taaki koi ye naa kahe ki wo apne pariwar ko favour karti hai.
Aur taaki dushman uske relation kaa use uske decisions ko weak karne me naa kar sake.
Panel ne final decision State Government per chhod diya.
Kuchh party leaders Bhim ke paas aaye.
Party Leader_ Aap chahe to posting order clear ho sakta hai.
Bhim_ Me kuchh nhi karunga.
Party Leader_ Lakin officer capable hai.
Bhim_ Fir capability per order clear ho.
Mere phone per nhi.
Party Leader_ Opposition already family influence kaa issue bana rhi hai.
Bhim_ Isi liye mera interfere karna galat hoga.
Party Leader_ Kunwar Abhay ko lag sakta hai aapne support nhi kia.
Bhim_ Abhay mujhe janta hai.
Party Leader_ Politics relation nhi dekhti.
Bhim_ Mera aur Abhay kaa relation politics se decide nhi hota.
Me_ Papa ko pata tha Bhim Tauji ne koi help nhi ki?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Aur tumhare pita ko isi baat per garv tha.
Abhay_ Bhaiya ne correct kia.
Nimrit_ Aapko bura nhi laga?
Abhay_ Nhi.
Unhone interfere kia hota to aapki puri posting unke influence kaa result dikhayi deti.
Nimrit_ Kabhi-kabhi mujhe lagta hai aap dono relation ko jaan-bujhkar difficult banate hai.
Abhay_ Difficult nhi.
Clean.
Nimrit_ Family relation clean rakhne ke liye distance jaruri nhi hota.
Abhay_ Politics me hota hai.
Nimrit_ Har baat politics nhi hoti.
Abhay_ Bhaiya samajhte hai.
Nimrit_ Samajhna aur sath rehna alag hai.
Tumhare pita ne jawab nhi diya.
Shayad kahi andar wo Nimrit ki baat samajh rhe the.
Forged complaint investigate karne wali security officer team State Capital ke post office pahuchi.
Envelope jis counter se bheja gya tha, waha old dispatch register available tha.
Sender ne fake naam likha tha—
“B. P. Thakur.”
Clerk ko face yaad nhi tha.
Lakin complaint registered post se gyi thi aur receipt per contact address ak rented office kaa tha.
Office 2 hafte ke liye rent hua tha.
Landlord ne tenant kaa description diya—
Medium height.
Formal clothes.
Hindi me baat karta tha, lakin kabhi-kabhi Marathi words use karta tha.
security officer ne Mahadev ki photo dikhayi.
Landlord_ Thoda milta hai.
Lakin pakka nhi.
Javed ki photo dikhayi.
Landlord_ Isse bhi milta hai.
Anthony Pereira ki photo dikhayi.
Landlord_ Nhi.
Ak aur photograph dikhayi gyi—
Rebecca D’Souza ke photographer ki.
Landlord_ Ye aadmi office me ak baar aaya tha.
Me_ Wahi photographer jisne Maria aur papa ki photos li thi?
Dadaji_ Haa.
security officer ne photographer ko question kia.
Photographer_ Mujhe documents deliver karne ke liye ₹1,500 mile the.
Inspector_ Kisne diye?
Photographer_ Rebecca madam ke office ke ak assistant ne.
Inspector_ Naam?
Photographer_ Brian Rodrigues.
Me_ Mahadev ki diary kaa B.R.?
Dadaji_ Pahli baar hume laga B.R. kaa matlab Brian Rodrigues ho sakta hai.
Brian Rebecca kaa freelance assistant tha.
Political photographs, document delivery aur anonymous source coordination karta tha.
security officer uske ghar pahuchi.
Brian missing tha.
Uski wife ne kaha wo 3 din pahle work assignment per Goa gya hai.
Lakin hotel booking fake nikli.
Uske room se ak typewriter ribbon mila.
Forensic examination me complaint aur ribbon ke letter impressions match hue.
Me_ To complaint Brian ne type ki thi?
Dadaji_ Bahut strong possibility thi.
Uske table ke niche se Bhanu ke land lease document ki photographic copy kaa torn corner bhi mila.
Ab chain clear thi—
Bhanu kaa signature document documentation office se nikla.
Copy Brian tak pahuchi.
Complaint State Capital ke rented office me type huyi.
Aur uske naam se government ko bheji gyi.
Lakin Brian ko order kisne diya, ye ab bhi clear nhi tha.
Rebecca ne deny kia.
Rebecca_ Brian freelance assignments leta tha.
Me uske har kaam ki responsibility nhi le sakti.
Inspector_ Wo aapke office kaa assistant tha.
Rebecca_ Permanent employee nhi.
Inspector_ Maria scandal me payment kisne coordinate kia?
Rebecca_ Mujhe nhi pata.
Inspector_ Fake complaint me uska typewriter use hua.
Rebecca_ To usse puchhiye.
Inspector_ Wo gayab hai.
Rebecca_ Isme me kyaa kar sakti hu?
Michael ne bhi relation deny kia.
Michael_ Rebecca meri distant relative hai.
Uske assistants ko me nhi janta.
Farooq_ Bhanu Pratap se mera koi dispute nhi.
Salman_ Mujhe government posting se kyaa lena-dena?
Mahadev se pucha gya.
Inspector_ Brian Rodrigues ko jante ho?
Mahadev_ Naam suna hai.
Inspector_ Kaha?
Mahadev_ Political media circles me.
Inspector_ Diary me B.R. kisliye likha?
Mahadev kaa chehra badal gya.
Mahadev_ Konsi diary?
Inspector_ Hume kuchh pages mile hai.
Mahadev_ Mere nhi.
Inspector_ Handwriting compare hogi.
Mahadev_ Lawyer ke bina jawab nhi dunga.
Me_ security officer ko Mahadev ki diary tab mil chuki thi?
Dadaji_ Puri diary nhi.
Uska ak torn page anonymous envelope me security officer ko mila tha.
Kisi ne Mahadev ko pressure me lane ke liye bheja tha.
Ho sakta hai Salman.
Ho sakta hai Michael.
Ya Mahadev ne khud ak controlled page bheja ho, taki investigation Brian tak jaye aur usse dur rahe.
Nimrit kaa posting order lagbhag 2 mahine hold per rha.
Is dauran use State Secretariat me administrative planning assignment diya gya.
Wo har weekend ghar aati.
Tum ab 3 saal ke the.
Tumhari Dadi Manjot tumhe bolna, kavita aur pariwar ke naam yaad karwati thi.
Manjot_ Ye kon hai?
Tum Abhay ki photograph ki taraf ungli karte.
Tum_ Papa.
Manjot_ Aur ye?
Tum Nimrit ko dekhkar bolte—
Tum_ Maa.
Manjot_ Aur me?
Tum_ Dadi.
Manjot_ Aur Dadu?
Tum mujhe dekhkar kuchh pal sochte.
Tum_ Dada… ji.
Manjot hansne lagti.
Manjot_ Dekha, isne aapko respect ke sath bola.
Bhanu kabhi-kabhi apne adopted bete ko lekar ghar aata.
Dono bachche lagbhag same age ke the.
Tum log toys ko lekar ladte aur kuchh minute baad sath khelne lagte.
Me_ Uska naam aap ab bhi nhi batayenge?
Dadaji_ Abhi nhi.
Me_ Kyun?
Dadaji_ Kyunki uss naam kaa sach tumhari kahani kaa sabse bada hissa hai.
Me_ Kyaa wo mera bahut close tha?
Dadaji_ Tum dono bachpan me bhaiyo jese khelte the.
Tumhe apne bare me jo yaade hai, unme se kuchh tumhari hai…
Aur kuchh shayad photographs aur dusro ki bato se bani hai.
Me_ Iska kyaa matlab?
Dadaji_ Aage samjhoge.
1995 ke middle me Government Personnel Board ne Nimrit ki complaint matter per final note diya—
“Forged objection cannot determine administrative placement. Conflict concerns may be managed through written recusal and committee supervision.”
Iske baad Nimrit ko hamare home division me Additional District Magistrate ki posting mili.
Me_ Maa seedha Collector nhi bani?
Dadaji_ Nhi.
Pahle use Additional District Magistrate kaa charge mila.
Ye Collector ke baad district kaa bahut important administrative position tha.
Law and order, land acquisition, disaster management aur revenue appeals jese matters uske paas aate.
Nimrit ghar ke paas posting se khush thi.
Lakin use sabse pahle apne pariwar se clear boundary banani thi.
Joining se ak din pahle usne ghar me meeting bulayi.
Abhay_ Ghar me bhi official meeting?
Nimrit_ Haa.
Aftab ji bhi baithiye.
Bhanu Bhaiya aur Pitaji bhi.
Manjot_ Me?
Nimrit_ Aap sabse important hai.
Maa, mere office me kisi relative kaa kaam lekar direct mat aaiyega.
Manjot_ Me government office kyun aaungi?
Nimrit_ Kal koi neighbour bolega “Nimrit bahu se bolkar file clear karwa do.”
Manjot_ Me mana kar dungi.
Nimrit_ Good.
Bhanu Bhaiya, aapke estate kaa land matter mere jurisdiction me aaya to me recuse karungi.
Bhanu_ Theek.
Baldev_ Pariwar trust aur institutions?
Nimrit_ Same rule.
Aftab_ Rajput Construction?
Nimrit_ Koi government tender nhi.
Regulatory file aayi to independent officer handle karega.
Abhay_ Aur me?
Nimrit_ Aap public representative bhi nhi hai abhi.
Isliye normal citizen ki tarah written application.
Abhay_ Husband category?
Nimrit_ Ghar tak valid.
Office gate ke baad citizen.
Abhay_ Agar lunch dene aaya?
Nimrit_ Appointment mil jayega.
Manjot_ Me lunch bhejungi. Tum mat jana.
Sab hans pade.
Lakin rules serious the.
Tumhare pita ne Rajput Construction ke board resolution me likhwa diya ki company district administration ke kisi government contract me bid nhi karegi.
Aftab_ Private projects allowed?
Nimrit_ Haa.
Lakin land conversion, building permission aur regulatory matters normal process se.
Abhay_ Koi phone nhi.
Nimrit_ Koi phone nhi.
Joining ke pahle din Nimrit ne media ko short statement diya—
Nimrit_ Mera pariwar iss region me rehta hai.
Isliye conflict-of-interest ko hide karne ke badle written systems se manage kia jayega.
Kisi pariwarik business ya trust se related file me decision independent officer aur committee legi.
Journalist_ Kyaa aapko lagta hai forged complaint ke piche aapke husband ke business rivals hai?
Nimrit_ Investigation chal rhi hai.
Bina evidence kisi kaa naam lena sahi nhi.
Journalist_ Aapke jeth state ruling party ke president hai.
Kyaa isse administrative pressure create hoga?
Nimrit_ Unhone meri posting ke sambandh me koi recommendation nhi ki.
Agar future me koi political communication aata hai to official register me record hoga.
Journalist_ Kyaa aap apne husband ki political activities se distance rakhenge?
Nimrit_ Government officer ke roop me haa.
Wife ke roop me distance kaa sawal personal hai.
Press room me halki hansi sunayi di.
Nimrit_ Lakin unki politics mere official decisions ko control nhi karegi.
Me_ Papa ko media kaa sawal bura laga?
Dadaji_ Thoda.
Lakin unhe Nimrit kaa answer pasand aaya.
Abhay_ Wife ke roop me distance personal hai?
Nimrit_ Correct answer tha.
Abhay_ Matlab distance ho bhi sakta hai?
Nimrit_ Aap office me bina appointment aaye to.
Abhay_ Apni wife se milne ke liye appointment—
Nimrit_ Ye debate Devgarh me ho chuki hai.
Nimrit ki Additional District Magistrate posting ke pahle 3 mahine bahut difficult the.
District me illegal land colonies badh rhi thi.
Fake registries aur forged land-use permissions saamne aa rhi thi.
Kuchh files me Rajput Construction kaa naam jaan-bujhkar insert kia gya tha.
Kahi fake receipt.
Kahi fake letterhead.
Kahi Abhay ke forged initials.
Nimrit ne clear order diya—
Nimrit_ Rajput Construction se related har disputed document independent forensic verification me jayega.
Me personally file decide nhi karungi.
Opposition leaders ne kaha—
“Officer apne husband ki company ko protect karne ke liye files dusro ko de rhi hai.”
Business rivals ne kaha—
“Officer responsibility se bachne ke liye recuse kar rhi hai.”
Nimrit ne dono ko same answer diya—
Nimrit_ Recusal protection nhi.
Transparency hai.
Agar decision mere favour me hota to bias kaa aarop.
Against hota to personal conflict kaa.
Independent committee best process hai.
Me_ Maa ko kaam karne hi nhi dete the.
Dadaji_ Honest officer ke liye sabse difficult chij kabhi-kabhi galat decision nhi…
Sahi decision ko neutral dikhana hoti hai.
Ussi period me Michael D’Souza ki road construction company per quality complaint aayi.
Road monsoon ke pahle hi tootne lagi thi.
File Nimrit ke paas aayi.
Michael ne legal objection diya—
Michael_ Mrs. Thakur ke husband Rajput Construction mere business competitor hai.
Wo meri company ki inquiry supervise nhi kar sakti.
Nimrit ne turant case independent technical committee aur Divisional Commissioner ko refer kar diya.
Michael ko laga wo inquiry delay kar dega.
Lakin committee inspection me substandard material prove ho gya.
Company per penalty lagi aur repair apne cost per karne kaa order hua.
Michael_ Wo file se recuse huyi fir bhi result hamare against.
Farooq_ Kyunki evidence strong tha.
Michael_ Ya committee pahle se influence thi.
Farooq_ Har defeat ko conspiracy mat bolo.
Michael_ Aap ye baat keh rhe hai?
Farooq chup ho gya.
Salman kaa transport permit renewal bhi district me aaya.
Nimrit ne use personally handle nhi kia.
Independent authority ne pichle overloading violations dekhkar additional bank guarantee mangi.
Salman_ Nimrit file se dur hokar bhi system control kar rhi hai.
Mahadev_ Ya tumhare purane records tumhe control kar rhe hai.
Salman ne uski taraf sakht najar se dekha.
Salman_ Bahut bolne lage ho.
Mahadev_ Sach bol rha hu.
Salman_ Sach aur loyalty ak sath rakhna seekho.
Mahadev_ Loyalty kiski?
Room me silence ho gya.
Me_ Mahadev unke against hone laga tha?
Dadaji_ Wo unse darrne laga tha.
Usne dekh lia tha ki network har fail plan kaa blame kisi lower aadmi per daal deta hai.
Brian Rodrigues gayab tha.
Naseer Baig gayab.
Javed Ansari gayab.
Ramesh Pillai gayab.
Mahadev ko lagne laga agla number uska ho sakta hai.
Usne apni diary ki duplicate copy banana start ki.
Ak copy ghar me.
Ak bank locker me.
Aur ak unknown aadmi ko sealed envelope me.
Me_ Unknown aadmi Bhim Tauji the?
Dadaji_ Nhi.
Bhim ko iss network ki detail abhi tak pata nhi thi.
Mahadev jis aadmi ko envelope deta tha, uska naam diary me bus “R” likha tha.
Me_ Raghavan Iyer?
Dadaji_ Ho sakta hai.
Lakin R kisi aur kaa initial bhi ho sakta tha.
1995 ke monsoon me district me bhari baarish huyi.
Ak river kaa water level dangerous ho gya.
Kai villages me flood kaa risk tha.
Collector State Capital meeting me tha.
Nimrit ko Acting District Magistrate kaa charge diya gya.
Me_ Collector se pahle Maa ne acting charge sambhala?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Ye uska sabse bada field test tha.
Raat 2 baje control room se call aaya.
Control Officer_ Madam, eastern embankment per crack report hua hai.
Nimrit_ Konsa village risk me hai?
Officer_ Lakshmipur, Rampura aur Khedi.
Combined population lagbhag 8,000.
Nimrit_ Immediate evacuation warning.
college buildings aur high-ground shelters open kijiye.
security officer, medical aur transport teams activate.
Officer_ Madam, crack confirm nhi hai.
Nimrit_ Confirm hone kaa wait kia to late ho sakta hai.
Nimrit ne ghar per Abhay ko call kia.
Nimrit_ Me flood control room ja rhi hu.
Abhay_ Me aaun?
Nimrit_ Officially nhi.
Abhay_ Public welfare trust ke vehicles available hai.
Nimrit kuchh pal chup rhi.
Nimrit_ Government transport request pahle jayegi.
Shortage hua to trust se written requisition hoga.
Abhay_ Theek.
Nimrit_ Aur aap khud flood area me bina permission nhi jayenge.
Abhay_ Me local workers coordinate—
Nimrit_ Control room ke through.
Abhay_ Aapko meri aadat pata hai.
Nimrit_ Isi liye pahle bol rhi hu.
Abhay_ Theek hai.
Lakin careful rehna.
Nimrit_ Aap bhi.
Nimrit control room pahuchi.
Rain bahut tej thi.
Telephone lines baar-baar fail ho rhi thi.
Wireless messages late aa rhe the.
Embankment crack real nikla.
Pani seep hona start ho chuka tha.
Irrigation Engineer_ Madam, embankment 3-4 ghante hold kar sakta hai.
Nimrit_ “Kar sakta hai” ya karega?
Engineer_ Guarantee nhi.
Nimrit_ Fir 2 ghante me village evacuation complete chahiye.
Government buses kam pad rhi thi.
Collectorate ne private vehicles requisition karne kaa order diya.
List me Pathan Transport ke buses aur trucks bhi the.
Transport Officer_ Madam, Salman Pathan vehicles dene se mana kar rha hai.
Nimrit_ Written requisition bheji?
Officer_ Haa.
Nimrit_ Refusal written me?
Officer_ Phone per mana kia.
Nimrit_ Fir Magistrate order issue kijiye.
Disaster emergency me refusal legal offence hoga.
Salman ko official phone gaya.
Salman_ Mere trucks stone transport per hai.
Nimrit_ Ye emergency requisition hai.
Salman_ Drivers available nhi.
Nimrit_ Driver list department ke paas hai.
Salman_ Aap personal badla le rhi hai.
Nimrit_ 8,000 logo ki evacuation personal matter nhi.
Vehicles 30 minute me report kare.
Salman_ Aur agar naa kare?
Nimrit_ Written refusal record hoga.
License, permit aur criminal liability sab examine honge.
Salman ne gusse me phone rakh diya.
Lakin 25 minute baad uski buses nikal gyi.
Me_ Maa ne dushman ke vehicles se logo ko bachaya?
Dadaji_ Disaster me vehicle owner dushman ya dost nhi hota.
Resource hota hai.
Rajput Public Welfare Trust ke tractors aur jeeps bhi written requisition per use hue.
Tumhare pita khud district office nhi gye.
Unhone Aftab aur local volunteers ko control room ke under kaam karne ko kaha.
Aftab_ Tum khud field me nhi jaoge?
Abhay_ Nimrit ne mana kia hai.
Aftab_ Shaadi kaa effect ab complete hai.
Abhay_ Ye discipline hai.
Aftab_ Dar bhi hai.
Abhay_ Haa.
Mujhe darr hai ki meri wajah se uske operation per political aarop naa lage.
Aftab ne tumhare pita ki taraf dekha.
Aftab_ Tum badal gye ho.
Abhay_ Nhi.
Bus responsibilities samajh aa rhi hai.
Evacuation complete hone ke 40 minute baad embankment kaa ak major hissa toot gya.
Pani village ke lower area me enter hua.
Lakin jyadatar log pahle hi shelters me pahuch chuke the.
Kuchh cattle aur property kaa loss hua.
Insani jaan kaa bada nuksan avoid ho gya.
Nimrit 30 ghante tak control room aur field ke bich kaam karti rhi.
Manjot ne use ghar aate hi danta.
Manjot_ Tum 30 ghante se soyi nhi.
Nimrit_ Situation control me hai.
Manjot_ Ab tumhare control me bus bedroom hai. Jao so.
Abhay_ Maa sahi kah rhi hai.
Nimrit_ Aap dono ak side kabse ho gye?
Manjot_ Jabse tum apni health ignore karne lagi.
Tumhare pita ne Nimrit ko pani diya.
Abhay_ Proud of you.
Nimrit_ Team ne kaam kia.
Abhay_ Team ko lead aapne kia.
Nimrit_ Aapne trust vehicles official requisition ke bina nhi bheje.
Abhay_ Order follow kia.
Nimrit_ Proud of you.
Abhay_ Pehli baar.
Nimrit_ Record me likh lijiye.
Flood response ki State Government ne tarif ki.
Divisional Commissioner ne report me likha—
“Mrs. Nimrit Thakur displayed timely judgment, inter-departmental coordination and political neutrality during emergency response.”
Collector jab wapas aaya to usne kaha—
Collector_ Aapne district ko major tragedy se bachaya.
Nimrit_ Sir, evacuation team aur village volunteers—
Collector_ Credit share karna achcha hai.
Lakin decision aapka tha.
Ye report State Government jayegi.
Me_ Kyaa isi wajah se Maa Collector bani?
Dadaji_ Ye ak major reason tha.
Uska Devgarh record, land cases, transport reform, forged complaint handling aur flood response—sab mila kar uska naam District Collector panel me strong hua.
1995 ke end me hamare district ke existing Collector kaa transfer order aa gya.
Naye Collector ke liye 3 names panel me the.
Unme Nimrit kaa naam sabse young officers me tha.
Opposition ne fir kaha—
“Ruling party president ke pariwar ki bahu ko home district kaa Collector banaya jayega.”
Kuchh businessmen ne closed-door pressure start kia.
Salman_ Agar wo Collector bani to transport, mining aur land sab uske under aayega.
Farooq_ Wo recusal system use karegi.
Michael_ Collector har file personally sign nhi karta.
Lakin system kaa tone Collector decide karta hai.
Mahadev_ To kyaa karoge?
Salman_ Appointment rokni hogi.
Michael_ Forged complaint already fail ho chuki.
Farooq_ Service record attack?
Michael_ Flood response ke baad difficult.
Salman_ Personal scandal?
Michael_ Purana Maria plan bhi fail.
Room me kuchh pal shanti rhi.
Mahadev_ Shayad accept kar lo ki wo deserving hai.
Salman ne table per hath mara.
Salman_ Tum kis side ho?
Mahadev_ Apni.
Michael ne Mahadev ko dhyan se dekha.
Michael_ Ye jawab sabse honest hai.
Farooq_ Appointment rokna possible nhi to tenure difficult bana sakte hai.
Salman_ Kese?
Michael_ Files.
Complaints.
Law-and-order incidents.
Political protests.
Har decision ko conflict-of-interest banana.
Collector chair per baithne do.
Fir chair ko hi trap bana denge.
Mahadev_ Aur Abhay?
Michael_ Nimrit Collector banegi to Abhay ki political growth bhi suspicion me aayegi.
Dono ko ak dusre ki strength se weakness banana hai.
Me_ Bhim Tauji kaa appointment me koi role tha?
Dadaji_ State party president hone ki wajah se government leadership usse consult kar sakti thi.
Lakin Bhim ne official meeting me clear kaha—
Bhim_ Nimrit Thakur meri family member hai.
Isliye uske posting decision me me koi opinion nhi dunga.
Chief Minister_ Aapko uski capability per doubt hai?
Bhim_ Personal opinion relevant nhi.
Service records dekhiye.
Chief Minister_ Opposition family influence bolegi.
Bhim_ Agar deserving officer ko bus relation ki wajah se posting naa mile, wo bhi unfair influence hoga.
Decision merits aur conflict safeguards per lijiye.
Bhim meeting se bahar aa gya.
Usne Abhay ko phone nhi kia.
Naa congratulations pahle di.
Naa panel status bataya.
Tumhare pita ko result official order se hi pata chala.
December 1995 ki ak subah government messenger sealed envelope lekar aaya.
Nimrit ne envelope khola.
Order me likha tha—
“Mrs. Nimrit Thakur, IAS, is appointed District Collector and District Magistrate…”
Wahi district.
Wahi sahar.
Wahi jagah jaha uska pariwar rehta tha.
Jaha tumhare pita kaa business aur politics thi.
Jaha Salman, Michael aur Farooq kaa network tha.
Aur jaha se sari kahani shuru huyi thi.
Nimrit kuchh pal order ko dekhti rhi.
Abhay_ Kyaa hua?
Usne letter tumhare pita ko de diya.
Tumhare pita ne padha.
Unke chehre per badi muskan aa gyi.
Abhay_ Collector sahiba.
Nimrit_ Ab officially bol sakte hai.
Abhay_ Mene pahle hi kaha tha.
Manjot ne letter sunte hi Nimrit ko gale laga lia.
Manjot_ Teri maa kaa sapna pura ho gya.
Nimrit ki aankho me aansu aa gye.
Usne apni biological maa ki purani photograph mangwayi.
Photo ke samne appointment order rakha.
Nimrit_ Maa… me Collector ban gyi.
Uski mosi bhi ro padi.
Mosi_ Didi aaj hoti to pure sahar ko bata deti.
Baldev_ Ab pura sahar wese bhi jan jayega.
Tum uss wakt floor per apne toys se khel rhe the.
Nimrit ne tumhe god me utha lia.
Nimrit_ Dekho, tumhari Maa Collector ban gyi.
Tumhe Collector kaa matlab nhi pata tha.
Tumne bus uska appointment letter pakadne ki koshish ki.
Abhay_ Government order mat faad dena.
Manjot_ Bachcha hai.
Nimrit_ Iski wajah se duplicate copy mangwani padegi.
Me_ Bhim Tauji aaye the congratulations dene?
Dadaji_ Publicly unhone formal message bheja—
“Congratulations to the newly appointed District Collector. Administration must remain impartial and committed to public welfare.”
Lakin raat ko private landline per phone kia.
Nimrit_ Namaste Bhaiya.
Bhim_ Congratulations, Collector sahiba.
Nimrit_ Thank you.
Bhim_ Abhay kaha hai?
Nimrit_ Yahi hai.
Tumhare pita ne receiver lia.
Abhay_ Bhaiya.
Bhim_ Khush hai?
Abhay_ Bahut.
Bhim_ Uska dhyan rakhna.
Abhay_ Wo mera rakhti hai.
Bhim_ Me serious hu.
Home district easy posting nhi hogi.
Har decision ko family connection se joda jayega.
Abhay_ Janta hu.
Bhim_ Apni politics aur business ki boundary clear rakhna.
Abhay_ Already hai.
Bhim_ Aur koi serious threat ho to mujhe batana.
Abhay_ Bhaiya—
Bhim_ Pahle hi “nhi” mat bol.
Bus batana.
Help tabhi karunga jab tu kahega.
Abhay kuchh pal chup rha.
Abhay_ Theek hai.
Bhim_ Promise?
Abhay_ Promise.
Bhim_ Pichla promise kitna follow kia tha?
Abhay_ Iss baar karunga.
Bhim_ Abhay… har chij akele handle karna strength nhi hoti.
Kabhi-kabhi zid hoti hai.
Abhay_ Samajh gya.
Bhim_ Nhi samjha.
Lakin ak din samjhega.
Phone cut hone ke baad Nimrit ne tumhare pita ko dekha.
Nimrit_ Bhim Bhaiya sahi kah rhe hai.
Abhay_ Aaj sab mere against kyun hai?
Nimrit_ Kyunki sab aapko jante hai.
Nimrit ne December 1995 ke end me District Collector kaa charge lia.
Collector office ke bahar bahut bheed thi.
Officers, citizens, media aur political representatives present the.
Tumhare pita ceremony me public front row me nhi baithe.
Wo normal family section me mere aur Manjot ke sath the.
Bhim attend nhi hua.
Usne jaan-bujhkar distance rakha, taki appointment family political event naa lage.
Bhanu apni patni aur apne adopted bete ke sath aaya.
Tum aur Bhanu kaa beta ak dusre ke paas baithe the.
Dono ne similar winter caps pahni thi, jo Manjot ne kharidi thi.
Me_ Same cap?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Manjot ko tum dono per matching clothes bahut pasand the.
Charge ceremony me Nimrit ne wahi fountain pen use kia, jo Manjot ne use IAS selection ke samay diya tha.
Usne charge register per sign kia.
Fir District Collector ki chair per baithi.
Nimrit_ Ye chair power ki nhi, responsibility ki hai.
Public speech me usne kaha—
Nimrit_ Mere pariwar aur iss district ke bich purane social, business aur political relations hai.
Isliye mere tenure me transparency extra strict hogi.
Kisi pariwarik interest se related matter independent committee handle karegi.
Law sabke liye same hoga.
Tumhare pita ne sabse jor se tali nhi bajayi.
Wo bus shant khade muskurate rhe.
Unhe pata tha ki jyada public emotion bhi political headline ban sakta hai.
Charge ceremony ke baad Nimrit office chamber me aayi.
Tumhare pita bahar wait kar rhe the.
Clerk_ Sir, Madam Collector meeting me hai.
Abhay_ Me wait kar leta hu.
Lagbhag 40 minute baad Nimrit ne unhe bulaya.
Abhay chamber me enter hue aur chair ke samne ruk gye.
Abhay_ Appointment lekar aaya hu.
Nimrit_ Good citizen.
Abhay_ Congratulations, Madam Collector.
Nimrit_ Thank you, Mr. Thakur.
Abhay_ Ghar kab chalengi?
Nimrit_ Files complete karke.
Abhay_ Pahle din hi late?
Nimrit_ District wait nhi karta.
Abhay_ Husband kar sakta hai?
Nimrit_ Karna padega.
Tumhare pita ne table per ak chhota box rakha.
Nimrit_ Kyaa hai?
Abhay_ Gift.
Nimrit_ Expensive hua to accept nhi karungi.
Abhay_ Husband kaa gift bhi service rules me?
Nimrit_ Dekhna padega.
Box ke andar ak simple wooden nameplate thi—
“Nimrit — Maa kaa sapna, apni mehnat.”
Nimrit kuchh pal nameplate dekhti rhi.
Uski aankho me aansu aa gye.
Nimrit_ Office me nhi rakh sakti.
Abhay_ Kyun?
Nimrit_ Personal hai.
Ghar ke study room me rakhungi.
Abhay_ Manjur.
Dadaji_ Nimrit Collector ban chuki thi.
Tumhare pita apni political pehchan ke sabse strong stage per the.
Tum 3 saal ke the.
Bhanu kaa adopted beta tumhari hi age kaa tha.
Mohan bhi lagbhag tumhari age kaa.
Bahar se lagta tha hamara pariwar apni sabse achchi zindagi me enter kar rha hai.
Lakin usi raat Michael D’Souza ke hotel me ak secret meeting huyi.
Table per district kaa naya administrative chart pada tha.
Salman_ Ab wo Collector hai.
Farooq_ Home district me.
Michael_ Aur Abhay agla election ladne ke close hai.
Mahadev_ Tum log kyaa plan bana rhe ho?
Michael ne file band ki.
Michael_ Agle 6 mahine observe karenge.
Collector ke routes.
Abhay ke routes.
Family vehicles.
Security changes.
Kaun kis car me travel karta hai.
Kaun se drivers permanent hai.
Kaun se workshop vehicles maintain karte hai.
Mahadev kaa chehra badal gya.
Mahadev_ Fir se family routes?
Salman_ Ab final planning kaa time aa gya hai.
Mahadev_ Tum log unhe marne kaa plan bana rhe ho?
Michael_ Mene aisa nhi kaha.
Mahadev_ Lakin matlab wahi hai.
Farooq_ Har permanent solution murder nhi hota.
Mahadev_ Tumhare “solutions” me log mar sakte hai.
Salman_ To iss baar meeting se bahar jaakar petrol bottle pakad lena.
Mahadev chair se khada ho gya.
Mahadev_ Me iss plan kaa part nhi banunga.
Michael_ Aap already bahut kuchh jante hai.
Mahadev_ Isi liye sab record kar rha hu.
Room me silence chha gya.
Salman_ Kyaa kaha?
Mahadev ko samajh aa gya ki usse galti ho gyi.
Mahadev_ Mene kaha… mujhe sab yaad hai.
Michael use dhyan se dekhta rha.
Michael_ Memory dangerous hoti hai, Deshmukh sahab.
Mahadev_ Records usse bhi jyada.
Mahadev room se bahar chala gya.
Salman_ Ise khatam karna hoga.
Michael_ Abhi nhi.
Pahle pata karo records kaha hai.
Me_ Kyaa Mahadev papa ko warn karne wala tha?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Collector kaa charge lene ke 11 din baad tumhare pita ko anonymous trunk call aaya.
Caller ne bus itna kaha—
Caller_ Kunwar sahab, purane route test ko accident mat samajhna.
Wo rehearsal thi.
Abhay_ Kon?
Caller_ Agle 6 mahine family ko ak car me sath mat bithana.
Driver, workshop aur emergency route—kisi per aankh band karke trust mat karna.
Abhay_ Mahadev?
Dusri taraf kuchh pal silence rha.
Caller_ Bhim Singh ko sab bata do.
Abhay_ Tum kaha ho?
Caller_ Agar me jinda rha to proof bhejunga.
Call cut ho gya.
Me_ Papa ne Bhim Tauji ko phone kia?
Dadaji ne kuchh pal meri taraf dekha.
Dadaji_ Nhi.
Tumhare pita ne socha pahle proof aane de.
Fir Bhim ko batayenge.
Me_ Unhone fir Bhim se baat chhupayi?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Aur yahi wo baat thi, jise Bhim baad me tumhare samne rote hue accept karega—
Ki Abhay ne use dur rakha…
Lakin bade bhai ke roop me use fir bhi dur nhi rehna chahiye tha.
Tumhare pita ne warning Nimrit, mujhe aur Aftab ko batayi.
Lakin Bhim ko nhi.
Nimrit_ Caller ne specially Bhim Bhaiya kaa naam lia hai.
Abhay_ Iska purpose mujhe Bhaiya ke paas dhakelna bhi ho sakta hai.
Nimrit_ Ya use pata hai ki Bhim Bhaiya hi network se politically strong hai.
Abhay_ Bina proof unhe involve nhi karunga.
Nimrit_ Ye situation serious hai.
Abhay_ Me security double kar rha hu.
Aftab_ Caller ne kaha family ak car me sath naa baithe.
Baldev_ Hume ye follow karna chahiye.
Manjot_ Ab pariwar sath travel bhi nhi karega?
Nimrit_ Temporary.
Jab tak source aur threat verify nhi hota.
Abhay_ Maa, please.
Manjot ne sabki taraf dekha.
Manjot_ Theek hai.
Lakin darr ko permanent rule mat banana.
Dadaji_ Agle 6 mahine shuru ho chuke the, Jay.
Wahi 6 mahine…
Jinke end me 1996 kaa wo car accident hua.
Lakin accident tak pahuchne se pahle 3 important chije honi baki thi—
Mahadev Deshmukh kaa achanak gayab hona.
Collector Nimrit dwara ak purani government-road file dobara kholna.
Aur Bhanu Pratap ke ghar me uske god liye hue bete se judi wo tragedy…
Jisne baad me tumhari asli pehchan ko duniya se chhupane kaa rasta bana diya.

[Babab96]

Me_ Mahadev Deshmukh achanak gayab kese hua, Dadu?

Dadaji_ Gayab hone se pahle usne tumhare pita se milne ki koshish ki thi.
Collector Nimrit ko charge liye lagbhag 2 hafte hue the.
Ak raat Rajput Construction ke office me jyadatar staff ja chuka tha. Tumhare pita aur Aftab next day ki political-public meeting kaa schedule dekh rhe the.
Reception kaa landline baja.
Guard_ Kunwar sahab, koi aadmi piche wale gate per aapse milna chahta hai.
Abhay_ Naam?
Guard_ Naam nhi bata rha. Kahta hai purana political worker hu.
Aftab_ Iss time?
Abhay_ Security check karke andar lao.
Kuchh minute baad Mahadev Deshmukh room me enter hua.
Usne simple shawl aur cap pahni thi. Chehra thaka hua tha aur wo baar-baar khidki ki taraf dekh rha tha.
Aftab chair se khada ho gya.
Aftab_ Tumhari himmat kese huyi yaha aane ki?
Mahadev_ Ladne nhi aaya.
Aftab_ Jitni information tumne Salman ko di, uske baad kyaa bacha hai?
Abhay_ Aftab, pahle ise bolne do.
Mahadev ne room kaa door khud band kia.
Mahadev_ Mere paas jyada time nhi hai.
Abhay_ Kis chij kaa?
Mahadev_ Salman aur Michael ko pata chal gya hai ki me records bana rha tha.
Aftab_ Konsi records?
Mahadev_ Meetings, payments, fake companies, Brian Rodrigues, Anthony Pereira… sabke short notes.
Abhay_ Diary kaha hai?
Mahadev_ Ak jagah nhi.
Teen copies hai.
Aftab_ Hume do.
Mahadev_ Itna simple nhi.
Aftab_ Abhi bhi deal karoge?
Mahadev_ Me apni jaan bachane ki koshish kar rha hu.
Abhay_ Tum security officer ke paas jao.
Mahadev_ security officer me bhi unke log hai.
Abhay_ Har officer corrupt nhi.
Mahadev_ Lakin mujhe ye nhi pata kon honest hai.
Abhay_ Collector office?
Mahadev_ Nimrit ji kaa naam iss matter me aaya to wo kahenge unhone husband ke political enemy se secret evidence lia.
Aftab_ To tum chahte kyaa ho?
Mahadev ne pocket se chhota envelope nikala.
Mahadev_ Isme diary ke kuchh pages ki copies hai.
Pura record nhi.
Abhay_ Pura kyun nhi?
Mahadev_ Pura dia aur me mar gya to tum bus ak dead traitor ki diary lekar ghumte rahoge.
Me jinda rha to testimony bhi dunga.
Abhay_ Aur badle me?
Mahadev_ Agar mujhe kuchh ho, meri wife aur bachcho ko iss sahar se safe nikal dena.
Aftab_ Tumne hamare pariwar ko target karne walo ki help ki.
Ab apna pariwar bachane aaye ho?
Mahadev ne najar niche kar li.
Mahadev_ Isliye janta hu ki pariwar kaa darr kyaa hota hai.
Mene jo kia… uska justification nhi hai.
Mujhe laga tha bus political information aur business schedules leak kar rha hu.
Fir har plan dangerous hota gya.
Abhay_ 1994 kaa family route test?
Mahadev chup rha.
Abhay_ Usme tumhara role tha?
Mahadev_ Directly nhi.
Lakin mujhe meeting ke baad result bataya gya tha.
Abhay_ Kisne plan banaya?
Mahadev_ Michael ne structure banaya.
Ground arrangement Javed aur Brian ke through hua.
Salman ne transport aur local men diye.
Abhay_ Farooq?
Mahadev_ Money aur rented locations.
Aftab_ Proof?
Mahadev_ Diary me dates hai.
Kuchh payment codes hai.
Lakin direct signature nhi.
Abhay_ Future plan kyaa hai?
Mahadev kaa chehra aur serious ho gya.
Mahadev_ Nimrit ji ke Collector banne ke baad unhone 6 mahine kaa observation period rakha hai.
Abhay_ Kyaa observe kar rhe hai?
Mahadev_ Aap dono ke routes.
Family kaa travel.
Collector security kaa pattern.
Emergency me security officer response.
Aur aap kis warning ko serious lete hai, kis ko ignore.
Aftab_ Final target kon hai?
Mahadev_ Ye clear nhi bataya.
Lakin meeting me “single event, multiple results” bola gya.
Abhay_ Meaning?
Mahadev_ Ak ghatna…
Jisme political problem bhi solve ho.
Administrative problem bhi.
Aur pariwar kaa emotional centre bhi khatam ho.
Room me gehri shanti chha gyi.
Aftab_ Names bolo.
Mahadev_ Abhay, Nimrit ji aur Manjot Maa kaa naam alag-alag meetings me lia gya hai.
Abhay kaa chehra sakht ho gya.
Abhay_ Mere bachche kaa?
Mahadev_ Directly nhi.
Lakin family vehicle patterns me bachche kaa routine bhi note ho rha hai.
Tumhare pita table se uthkar Mahadev ke bilkul samne aa gye.
Abhay_ Agar mere bachche ki taraf kisi ne dekha bhi—
Mahadev_ Isi reaction kaa study kia ja rha hai.
Aftab_ Abhay, control.
Mahadev_ Aapko gussa dilana unke plan kaa part hai.
Abhay ne apne hath bandh liye.
Abhay_ Diary ki sari copies kaha hai?
Mahadev_ Ak bank locker me.
Ak meri wife ke relative ke paas sealed.
Ak “R” ke paas.
Abhay_ R kon hai?
Mahadev_ Abhi nhi bata sakta.
Aftab_ Fir yaha kyun aaye ho?
Mahadev_ Kyunki agle kuchh dino me me sahar chhodne wala hu.
Abhay_ security officer protection lo.
Mahadev_ security officer protection ki request record me aayegi.
Unhe pata chal jayega.
Abhay_ Bhim Bhaiya—
Mahadev_ Haa.
Unhe bata dijiye.
Wo state level per network ko rok sakte hai.
Abhay_ Ye matter mera hai.
Mahadev_ Ab bus aapka nhi rha.
Nimrit ji Collector hai.
Aap political candidate banne wale hai.
Aapka pariwar target hai.
Bhim Singh ko dur rakhna ab strength nhi, risk hai.
Tumhare pita ne jawab nhi diya.
Mahadev envelope table per rakhkar mud gya.
Abhay_ Mahadev.
Mahadev ruk gya.
Abhay_ Kal subah fir milo.
Puri diary aur lawyer ke sath.
Mahadev_ Agar subah tak jinda rha to.
Aftab_ Drama mat karo.
Mahadev_ Me bhi chahta hu ye bus drama ho.
Wo piche wale gate se bahar chala gya.
Me_ Papa ne use security kyun nhi di?
Dadaji_ Tumhare pita ne do guards ko distance se uski car follow karne ko kaha.
Lakin Mahadev apni car se nhi aaya tha.
Wo paidal market lane tak gya.
Waha ak black Ambassador car uska intejar kar rhi thi.
Guard ne car kaa number note karne ki koshish ki, lakin plate per temporary paper laga tha.
Mahadev car me baitha.
Car traffic me gayab ho gyi.
Agli subah wo meeting per nhi aaya.
Uska ghar khula tha.
Patni aur bachche waha nhi the.
Almirah me kapde bikhre the.
Koi clear struggle kaa sign nhi tha.
Bank locker same din operate hua tha.
Lakin diary wali copy waha se nikali ja chuki thi.
Me_ Kyaa Mahadev apne pariwar ke sath bhaag gya?
Dadaji_ security officer kaa pahla conclusion wahi tha.
Lakin uski wife ke mayke, relatives ya known locations per koi nhi mila.
Railway station record me unke naam ki tickets nhi thi.
Airport travel uss waqt normal family ke liye common nhi tha, aur waha bhi koi record nhi.
Highway toll registers me Mahadev ki car pass nhi huyi.
Aisa laga jese pura pariwar hawa me gayab ho gya.
Abhay_ Kyaa wo voluntary gya?
Aftab_ Ho sakta hai.
Abhay_ Bank locker operation?
Aftab_ Khud kia ho.
Abhay_ Agar bhaagna tha to kal mujhe warning kyun di?
Aftab_ Apni family ki future safety ke liye.
Abhay_ Ya usse force kia gya.
Nimrit ko Mahadev ke gayab hone ki information di gyi.
Nimrit_ Kyaa usne koi evidence diya?
Tumhare pita ne envelope uske samne rakha.
Andar 7 photocopied pages the.
Pages per short entries thi—
“Wedding—J.A. entry successful. Selected papers removed.”
“Route test—driver unexpected turn. A.P. response intercepted by A.Q.”
“Fake land file—N.B. and A.Pereira source.”
“Conference—S.P. physical solution. M.D. alternate plan.”
“Collector appointment—family conflict complaint failed.”
Aur ak latest entry—
“Road File 27-B. Old defect useful. Repair delay required.”
Me_ Road File 27-B kyaa thi?
Dadaji_ Uss wakt hume pata nhi tha.
Nimrit ne turant Collectorate record branch me search order dia.
Nimrit_ Official search general road-safety audit ke naam se hoga.
Abhay_ Mahadev ki diary kaa reference kyun nhi?
Nimrit_ Kyunki diary informal evidence hai.
Agar directly “27-B” search karwaya to jis insider ko code pata hai, wo alert ho jayega.
Usne district ki pichle 10 saal ki accident-prone roads, pending repair works aur contractor files ki list mangwayi.
3 din baad Road File 27-B identify huyi.
File kaa official naam tha—
Northern Ridge Link Road—Section 27-B
Local log use Kaali Ghati Road bolte the.
Me_ Wahi road jaha accident hua?
Dadaji meri taraf dekhkar kuchh pal chup rhe.
Dadaji_ Kahani ko aage badhne do.
Kaali Ghati Road sahar ko northern industrial belt aur Bhanu ke estate wale region se jodti thi.
Road pahadi turn, gehri khai aur purane stone barrier ke liye jani jati thi.
1991 me uske widening aur safety repair kaa contract Michael D’Souza ki company ko mila tha.
Stone aur cement transport kaa subcontract Pathan Transport ne lia tha.
Road ke aas-paas ki kuchh private jamin Farooq Mirza ke investment group ne kharidi thi.
Agar road improve hoti, uss land ki value badhti.
Me_ Tino kaa connection.
Dadaji_ Haa.
File me likha tha ki road repair 1993 me complete ho gya.
Safety barriers, drainage aur warning signs sab installed dikhaye gye the.
Lakin recent security officer accident report me same section per 8 serious accidents record the.
Nimrit ne independent inspection order kia.
PWD Engineer_ Madam, road kaa major work complete hai.
Nimrit_ File me crash barriers 6 kilometre likhe hai.
Ground verification hua?
Engineer_ Completion certificate hai.
Nimrit_ Certificate verification nhi hota.
Kal site visit hoga.
Engineer_ Madam, road Collector jurisdiction me hai, lakin technical matter—
Nimrit_ Isliye technical team sath hogi.
Personal opinion se road inspect nhi karungi.
Agle din Nimrit Kaali Ghati Road pahuchi.
security officer escort, PWD engineers aur survey team sath thi.
Section 27-B ke kai turns per barriers purane aur weak the.
Kuchh jagah new barriers paper per installed dikhaye gye the, ground per the hi nhi.
Drainage channels aadhe bane the.
Warning boards kaa record me payment hua tha, lakin sirf 2 boards mile.
Nimrit_ Completion certificate kisne sign kia?
PWD Engineer_ Former Executive Engineer.
Nimrit_ Contractor representative?
Engineer_ Michael Infrastructure.
Nimrit_ Material receipt?
Engineer_ File me hai.
Survey Officer_ Madam, barrier stones ki quality bhi specification se kam hai.
Nimrit_ Samples seal kijiye.
Independent laboratory test.
Nimrit turn ke paas khadi khai ki taraf dekh rhi thi.
security officer Officer_ Madam, yaha pichle saal ak bus girte-girte bachi thi.
Nimrit_ Report?
security officer Officer_ Driver negligence likha gya.
Nimrit_ Har accident me driver negligence?
security officer Officer_ Zyadatar.
Nimrit_ Road defect mention kyun nhi?
security officer Officer_ PWD technical report me road safe likhi thi.
Nimrit ne weak barrier ko dekha.
Nimrit_ Agar technical report pahle se decide ho to security officer driver ko hi blame karegi.
Usne turant road ke dangerous section per heavy vehicles kaa night movement temporarily restrict kar dia.
Emergency repairs aur fresh safety audit order hua.
Me_ Michael ne objection kia?
Dadaji_ Usi din.
Michael_ Collector Madam mere old contract ko personal rivalry ki wajah se reopen kar rhi hai.
Legal Advisor_ Project completion 3 saal pahle hua tha.
Defect liability period expire ho chuka ho sakta hai.
Michael_ “Ho sakta hai” nhi.
Contract nikalo.
Farooq_ Road restriction se meri northern land kaa development rukega.
Salman_ Mere trucks kaa route 40 kilometre lamba ho jayega.
Michael_ Sabse pahle stay order try karenge.
Farooq_ Aur file?
Michael_ File me completion certificate genuine hai.
Salman_ Ground per barrier kaha hai?
Michael ne Salman ki taraf dekha.
Michael_ Aapko ab quality ki chinta ho rhi hai?
Salman_ Agar road issue bada hua to transport records bhi khulenge.
Farooq_ Nimrit ko file 27-B tak kisne pahuchaya?
Room me silence ho gya.
Michael_ Mahadev.
Salman_ Wo kaha hai?
Michael_ Ye sawal aapke logo se puchna chahiye.
Salman_ Mene use touch nhi kia.
Farooq_ Fir wo family ke sath gayab kese?
Michael_ Shayad usne kisi aur ke sath deal kar li.
Salman_ Bhim Singh?
Michael_ Bhim directly involved hota to ab tak state investigation hamare offices tak aa chuki hoti.
Farooq_ Abhay ne use bataya hoga?
Michael_ Abhay apne bhai se help nhi leta.
Ye uski strength bhi hai…
Aur hamari opportunity bhi.
Me_ Papa ne Bhim Tauji ko Mahadev aur road file ke bare me nhi bataya?
Dadaji_ Nhi.
Nimrit ne dobara kaha—
Nimrit_ Mahadev ne specially Bhim Bhaiya kaa naam lia tha.
Abhay_ Ho sakta hai wo hume political protection lene per force karna chahta ho.
Nimrit_ Ya wo sach me janta ho ki network state level tak hai.
Abhay_ Bhaiya ko involve kia to dushman bolenge Collector wife aur party-president brother milkar businessmen ko target kar rhe hai.
Nimrit_ Aap har baar duniya kyaa bolegi, uski chinta karte hai.
Apne bhai kyaa feel karenge, ye kab sochenge?
Abhay_ Wo samajhte hai.
Nimrit_ Aapne unhe chance hi nhi diya samajhne kaa ki situation kitni serious hai.
Abhay_ Jab direct proof milega, me bataunga.
Nimrit_ Tab tak der huyi to?
Abhay_ Nhi hogi.
Dadaji_ Tumhare pita har baar yahi maante the ki unke paas abhi control hai.
Bhim Singh ko sirf itna pata tha ki Kaali Ghati Road ki inquiry start huyi hai.
Usne newspapers me padha.
Usne Abhay ko private call kia.
Bhim_ Mahadev Deshmukh missing hai?
Abhay_ Haa.
Bhim_ Koi connection tumhare matters se?
Abhay_ Confirm nhi.
Bhim_ Tumhari aawaj bata rhi hai kuchh chhupa rha hai.
Abhay_ Bus suspicion hai.
Bhim_ Serious hai?
Abhay_ Manage ho jayega.
Bhim_ Abhay, ye answer mat de.
Abhay_ Bhaiya, Nimrit Collector hai.
Aapka direct involve hona uske liye problem create karega.
Bhim_ Me involve hone ko nhi keh rha.
Information mang rha hu.
Abhay_ Kuchh solid hua to sab bataunga.
Bhim_ Pichli baar bhi yahi kaha tha.
Abhay_ Iss baar pakka.
Bhim ne gahri saans li.
Bhim_ Theek hai.
Lakin regular contact rakh.
Abhay_ Haa.
Phone rakhne ke baad Bhim kuchh der receiver ko dekhta rha.
Uske private secretary ne pucha—
Secretary_ Sab theek hai?
Bhim_ Abhay jab “sab theek hai” kahta hai, tab kuchh bhi theek nhi hota.
Secretary_ Security review?
Bhim_ Nhi.
Usne mana kia hai.
Secretary_ Family matter me permission—
Bhim_ Wo apni life khud handle karna chahta hai.
Me uski political identity per apna shadow nhi dalunga.
Ye baat Bhim ne tab normal decision samajhkar kahi thi.
Baad me wahi line use andar se todne wali thi.
Kaali Ghati Road ki laboratory report aayi.
Barrier material required strength se kaafi niche tha.
Completion bills me high-grade stone aur reinforced sections kaa payment hua tha.
Ground per low-quality material use hua.
Kuchh barrier sections file me installed dikhaye gye, lakin kabhi bane hi nhi.
Collector Nimrit ne criminal negligence aur financial fraud ki preliminary inquiry order kar di.
Michael D’Souza ki company.
Former PWD officers.
Material suppliers.
Pathan Transport delivery records.
Sab examine hone the.
Michael ne press statement diya—
Michael_ 1991 ke project ko current political rivalry ke under reopen kia ja rha hai.
Nimrit ne direct reply nhi diya.
Collector office se factual note issue hua—
“Investigation road-safety audit aur ground-record mismatch per based hai. Kisi individual ke political ya business relation per nhi.”
Me_ Papa ne public me maa kaa support kia?
Dadaji_ Personal roop se haa.
Publicly bahut careful rhe.
Journalist_ Kyaa aapko lagta hai Michael D’Souza ki company ne corruption kia?
Abhay_ Matter district inquiry me hai.
Meri wife Collector hai.
Isliye me opinion nhi dunga.
Journalist_ Lakin Michael aapka business rival hai.
Abhay_ Isi wajah se me chup rahunga.
Journalist_ Kyaa aap inquiry se fayda uthayenge?
Abhay_ Rajput Construction iss road ya related government project me participate nhi karegi.
Me_ Papa ne road repair tender bhi chhod dia?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Taaki koi conflict naa bole.
Aftab ne kaha—
Aftab_ Company technically best repair proposal de sakti hai.
Abhay_ Nhi.
Aftab_ Private independent contractor ke through?
Abhay_ Nhi.
Aftab_ Financial loss hoga.
Abhay_ Reputation aur Nimrit ki neutrality jyada important hai.
Aftab_ Theek.
Lakin record me board resolution kar dete hai.
Abhay_ Kar do.
Isi period me Bhanu Pratap kaa pariwar kuchh samay ke liye hamare ghar aaya.
Bhanu ke estate house me renovation chal rha tha.
Uski wife aur adopted beta hamare farmhouse me rukne wale the.
Tum dono bachche fir ak sath khelne lage.
Manjot ne matching sweaters nikale.
Abhay_ Maa, fir same clothes?
Manjot_ Dono bhai lagte hai.
Bhanu_ Aur dono toys ke liye ladte bhi bhaiyo jese hai.
Tum Bhanu ke bete kaa red wooden horse le lete.
Wo tumhari toy jeep chhin leta.
Kuchh minute baad dono ak hi carpet per baithkar toys exchange kar lete.
Bhanu tumhe bahut pyar karta.
Lakin uski wife kaa behaviour apne adopted bete ke sath thoda alag tha.
Me_ Kesa?
Dadaji_ Wo buri aurat nhi thi.
Lakin maa banne ki responsibility usne dil se utni accept nhi ki thi, jitni Bhanu ne.
Bachche ko adopt karne kaa decision jyada Bhanu kaa tha.
Uski wife pariwar aur society ke pressure me maan gyi thi.
Wo bachche ki care servants per chhod deti.
Kabhi social functions me busy.
Kabhi apni health aur medicines me.
Kabhi use lagta koi naa koi bachche ko dekh hi rha hoga.
Manjot use samjhati—
Manjot_ Chhota bachcha hai.
Servant per pura mat chhodo.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Maa ji, nanny hai naa.
Manjot_ Nanny Maa nhi hoti.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Me bhi pura din uske piche nhi ghum sakti.
Manjot_ Pura din nhi.
Lakin ye pata hona chahiye ki bachcha kaha hai.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Aap har baat per tension leti hai.
Manjot_ Bachche per tension lena buri baat nhi.
Nimrit bhi observe karti thi ki Bhanu kaa beta aksar Manjot ya servants ke paas jyada comfortable rahta.
Ak sham wo garden me tumhare sath khelte-khelte water fountain ke paas chala gya.
Nimrit ne turant use pakad lia.
Nimrit_ Pani ke paas akela kyun chhod diya?
Nanny_ Madam, me bus bottle lene gyi thi.
Nimrit_ Ak minute enough hota hai.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Nimrit, itna serious mat ho.
Fountain me bahut kam pani hai.
Nimrit_ Aaj kam hai.
Kal tub ya tank hua to?
Bhanu ki Wife_ Me dhyan rakhungi.
Manjot ne Nimrit ki taraf dekha.
Dono ko uska casual answer pasand nhi aaya.
Me_ Kyaa ye wahi warning thi jo baad me sach ho gyi?
Dadaji_ Haa.
Kai tragedies se pahle chhoti warnings aati hai.
Lakin log use normal coincidence samajhkar ignore kar dete hai.
Bhanu apne adopted bete se bahut attached tha.
Wo estate office se aate hi pahle bachche ko dhundta.
Bhanu_ Mera chhota sher kaha hai?
Bachcha bhaagkar uski taraf jata.
Bhanu use kandho per utha leta.
Kabhi tum dono ko ak sath ghode ki tarah room me ghumata.
Abhay_ Bhaiya, dono ko gira doge.
Bhanu_ Tu apne bete ko sambhal.
Dusra mera hai.
Abhay_ Dono aapke hi piche bhaagte hai.
Bhanu_ Kyunki me tumse jyada interesting hu.
Me_ Bhanu Tauji ko apne adopted bete se sach me bahut pyar tha?
Dadaji_ Jitna biological father karta hai, utna hi.
Uske liye adoption paper kaa relation nhi tha.
Wo uska beta tha.
Isi wajah se baad ki ghatna ne Bhanu ko andar se tod dia.
Usi samay Shankar ke ghar me bhi problem chal rhi thi.
Uski wife ko severe weakness aur fever rehne laga.
Doctor ne kuchh tests aur rest bola.
Kai din wo Mohan ko properly handle nhi kar pati.
Shankar duty per hota to Mohan ko staff quarters ki old caretaker sambhalti.
Manjot ko pata chala to usne kaha—
Manjot_ Jab tak uski maa theek nhi hoti, Mohan din me main house me rahega.
Shankar_ Mata ji, aapko already chhote Kunwar aur Bhanu sahab ke bete ko sambhalna padta hai.
Manjot_ Tino ak sath khel lenge.
Shankar_ Me aap per burden—
Manjot_ Bachcha burden nhi hota.
Mohan kaa ghar me aana-jana aur badh gya.
Tum, Mohan aur Bhanu kaa beta kai baar ak sath hote.
Tino ki age aas-paas thi.
Matching caps aur sweaters ki wajah se dur se dekhne wala kabhi-kabhi confuse bhi ho jata.
Lakin close family sabko clearly pahchanti thi.
Me_ Accident wale din Mohan isi wajah se car me tha?
Dadaji_ Ye arrangement future me uss reason kaa ak hissa bana.
Lakin accident wale din ak aur emergency huyi thi.
Usper baad me aayenge.
Filhal Shankar ki wife ki health ne Mohan ko hamare pariwar ke aur kareeb kar dia.
Manjot use apne pote jesa treat karti.
Tumhare pita bhi use dekhkar puchte—
Abhay_ college admission kaa kyaa socha?
Shankar_ Agle saal government college me kara dunga.
Abhay_ Tum dono bachcho ki age same hai.
Mohan ko achche college me admission dilayenge.
Shankar_ Kunwar sahab, fees—
Abhay_ Public welfare trust ki employee-children scholarship se.
Shankar_ Lakin—
Abhay_ Tumne meri family ke liye jaan risk me dali thi.
Ye favour nhi.
Company policy samjho.
Nimrit_ Policy sach me banaiye.
Sirf Mohan ke liye special hua to kal question hoga.
Aftab_ Staff ke sab eligible bachcho ke liye education scheme bana dete hai.
Abhay_ Done.
Shankar ki aankho me gratitude tha.
Mohan tumhare sath ak hi college me future admission le sakta tha.
Me_ Papa use bhi apne bete jesa maante the?
Dadaji_ Wo difference samajhte the.
Lakin Mohan se bahut affection tha.
Aur Shankar per unka trust 1994 ki route ghatna ke baad aur strong ho gya tha.
Isi trust ko future plan banane wale log bhi jante the.
Kaali Ghati Road inquiry aage badhi.
Pathan Transport ke old delivery registers mangwaye gye.
Salman ne kaha records 1991 ke flood me kharab ho gye.
Lakin district warehouse me duplicate entry register mil gya.
File ke according high-grade stone ki 140 truck deliveries honi thi.
Actual checkpost records me sirf 82 trucks pass hue the.
Me_ Baki material paper per dikhaya gya?
Dadaji_ Yahi suspicion tha.
Aur jo 82 trucks aaye, unme se kai kaa weight required material se kam tha.
Farooq ke group ki ak private quarry se low-grade stone supply hua tha.
Payment government specification wale high-grade material kaa.
Michael ki company ne completion certificate lia.
Salman ke transport papers ne full delivery dikhayi.
Farooq ki quarry ne profit kamaya.
Tino kaa financial connection strong hone laga.
Nimrit_ Preliminary criminal case register kijiye.
PWD Officer_ Madam, former officers retired ho chuke hai.
Nimrit_ Retirement investigation se immunity nhi.
Legal Officer_ Contractor stay order le sakta hai.
Nimrit_ Court me evidence present hoga.
File roki nhi jayegi.
Usi raat Collector bungalow kaa landline baja.
Nimrit ne receiver uthaya.
Caller_ Madam Collector, purani roads khodne se naye raste band ho sakte hai.
Nimrit_ Naam?
Caller_ Aapke husband ko anonymous calls ki aadat hai.
Aapko bhi ho jayegi.
Nimrit_ Call trace ho rha hai.
Caller_ Trace hone se pahle line cut ho jayegi.
Kaali Ghati Road per accidents hote rahte hai.
Har accident conspiracy nhi hota.
Nimrit kaa chehra badal gya.
Nimrit_ Aap road file se connected hai?
Caller_ Bus warning hai.
Apne pariwar ko uss road se dur rakhiye.
Call cut ho gya.
Me_ Caller unhe bachana chahta tha ya dhamka rha tha?
Dadaji_ Clear nhi tha.
Nimrit ne call hide nhi kia.
Usne turant security officer, tumhare pita aur mujhe inform kia.
Abhay_ Caller ne specifically pariwar bola?
Nimrit_ Haa.
Abhay_ Aaj se Kaali Ghati Road family ke liye completely restricted.
Nimrit_ Official travel me mujhe kabhi use karna pada to?
Abhay_ Alternate route.
Nimrit_ Collector security route decide karegi.
Abhay_ Me husband ke roop me bol rha hu.
Nimrit_ Aur me agree kar rhi hu.
Aftab_ Mahadev ne Road File 27-B likha tha.
Caller bhi wahi road mention kar rha hai.
Baldev_ Iska matlab final plan iss road se connected hai.
Abhay_ Ya wo hume yahi believe karwana chahte hai.
Nimrit_ Dono possibility.
Isliye bus road avoid karna enough nhi.
Vehicles aur workshops kaa complete review hoga.
Family cars trusted garage me check huyi.
Collector official car government workshop me.
Shankar har trip se pahle basic checks karta.
Ak additional driver bhi appoint hua.
Lakin Manjot ko ye sab pasand nhi tha.
Manjot_ Car me baithne se pahle aadha ghanta checking hoti hai.
Abhay_ Safety.
Manjot_ Bachcha college jayega to pura security officer station sath chalega?
Nimrit_ Nhi Maa.
System settle ho jayega.
Manjot_ Kab?
Nimrit ne jawab nhi diya.
Usse khud nhi pata tha.
January se March 1996 tak Mahadev kaa koi trace nhi mila.
Lakin har mahine tumhare pita ko ak anonymous envelope milta.
Pahle envelope me Road File 27-B.
Dusre me vehicle workshop ke naam.
Teesre me ak list—
“Family car—Shankar.
Collector car—government pool.
Backup Ambassador—garage 3.
Bhanu estate jeep—private mechanic.
Bhim convoy—state workshop.”
Me_ Dushman Bhim Tauji ki car bhi track kar rhe the?
Dadaji_ List me sabka naam tha.
Lakin Bhim state security me tha.
Uski movement tightly protected thi.
Abhay aur pariwar comparatively easier targets the.
Envelope ke niche likha tha—
“Information collection inside source se ho rhi hai.”
Me_ Ghar ke andar koi gaddar tha?
Dadaji_ Ya garage, office, security branch, driver network ya telephone exchange me koi source.
“Inside” kaa matlab hamesha ghar kaa member nhi hota.
Tumhare pita ne staff interrogate karne ke badle access system badla.
Abhay_ Kisi innocent ko humiliation nhi denge.
Aftab_ Lakin leak rokna hai.
Nimrit_ Information compartment me divide kijiye.
Driver ko route departure se thoda pahle.
Garage ko vehicle identity limited.
House staff ko full schedule nhi.
Collector security apna confidential log maintain karegi.
Baldev_ Aur pariwar?
Nimrit_ Emergency verification code sabko yaad hoga.
Manjot_ Mujhe code yaad nhi rahega.
Abhay_ Maa, simple word rakhenge.
Manjot_ Kyaa?
Abhay ne tumhari taraf dekha.
Abhay_ Bachche kaa ghar wala naam.
Manjot_ Wo bahar kisi ko pata ho sakta hai.
Nimrit_ Fir Maa ke fountain pen kaa colour.
Manjot_ Blue.
Nimrit_ Wahi code.
Koi real emergency call hoga to “blue pen” bolega.
Me_ Dushmano ko ye code pata chala?
Dadaji_ Uss wakt nhi.
Lakin future accident ke din problem code ki nhi thi.
Problem ye thi ki situation itni real aur unexpected bani ki verification kaa time hi bahut kam mila.
March 1996 me Kaali Ghati Road inquiry report State Government ko bheji gyi.
Report me contractor fraud, material shortage, forged completion entries aur public-safety negligence kaa suspicion mention hua.
Michael, Salman aur Farooq ke businesses per formal criminal investigation recommend huyi.
Ye unke liye sabse serious threat tha.
Michael_ Agar criminal investigation sanction ho gyi to old accounts khulenge.
Farooq_ Shell companies tak jayenge.
Salman_ Transport payment me cash trail hai.
Michael_ Mahadev ki diary security officer tak pahuchi to sab connect hoga.
Salman_ Mahadev jinda bhi hai?
Farooq_ Tumhe pata hona chahiye.
Salman_ Mene kuchh nhi kia.
Michael_ Ab iss discussion kaa fayda nhi.
Hume file ko discredit karna hoga.
Farooq_ Collector per bias allegation?
Michael_ Already weak ho chuka hai.
Salman_ Fir permanent solution.
Michael kuchh pal chup rha.
Michael_ Permanent solution kaa matlab controlled hona chahiye.
Salman_ Accident.
Mahadev ki secret meeting me usne ye word pahle bhi use kia tha.
Is baar room me kisi ne turant mana nhi kia.
Farooq_ Ak accident me investigation road file tak aa sakti hai.
Michael_ Sirf tab, jab accident Kaali Ghati Road per ho.
Salman_ To kisi aur road per.
Michael_ Location se jyada circumstances matter karenge.
Farooq_ Target?
Michael ne table per rakhi family movement list dekhi.
Michael_ Ak event.
Jisme Abhay, Nimrit aur Manjot sath ho.
Salman_ Bachcha?
Michael_ Public ko lage pura pariwar khatam.
Farooq_ Lakin bachcha normally Manjot ke sath alag car me hota hai.
Michael_ Isliye situation create karni hogi jaha family normal security rule todkar ak car me baithe.
Salman_ Kesi situation?
Michael_ Emergency.
Aisi emergency, jisme Abhay khud kahe—sab sath chalo.
Me_ Unhone mujhe bhi marne kaa plan banaya tha?
Dadaji ne gahri saans li.
Dadaji_ Unke liye tum target se jyada narrative kaa hissa the.
Abhay ki “puri family” khatam dikhni chahiye—ye unki soch thi.
Lakin uss waqt bhi unhe ye nhi pata tha ki accident wale din car me konsa bachcha hoga.
Aur yahi chij unke plan me sabse bada confusion banne wali thi.
Parallel me Bhanu ke ghar ki situation kharab ho rhi thi.
Renovation complete hone ke baad uski wife adopted bete ko lekar estate house wapas chali gyi.
Bhanu aksar district se bahar business work per jata.
Ghar me servants aur nanny the.
Lakin discipline weak tha.
Ak din Bhanu ne wife ko phone kia.
Bhanu_ Beta kaha hai?
Bhanu ki Wife_ Garden me hoga.
Bhanu_ “Hoga” kaa matlab?
Bhanu ki Wife_ Nanny ke sath hai.
Bhanu_ Nanny ko phone do.
Nanny uss wakt kitchen me thi.
Bachcha servants’ courtyard me akela khel rha tha.
Bhanu ko gussa aaya.
Bhanu_ Me kal ghar aa rha hu.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Ak din kaa trip aur cancel karoge?
Bhanu_ Agar ghar me koi bachche ko dekhne wala nhi to haa.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Itne servants hai.
Bhanu_ Mujhe servants se beta nhi mila.
Humne use god lia hai.
Responsibility bhi hamari hai.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Har baat me mujhe blame mat kijiye.
Phone argument per khatam hua.
Me_ Kyaa Bhanu Tauji ko tragedy kaa andaza ho gya tha?
Dadaji_ Darr tha.
Lakin koi insaan exact tragedy imagine nhi karta.
Wo ghar lautkar safety changes karna chahta tha.
Pani ke bade storage tubs courtyard me renovation workers chhod gye the.
Bhanu ne manager se kaha—
Bhanu_ Sare tubs empty karwao.
Ya uper strong cover lagao.
Manager_ Ji sahab.
Lakin usi din ak tub cleaning aur construction water ke liye bhara chhod diya gya.
Temporary wooden cover side me tha.
Manager ne worker ko bola.
Worker ne socha sham me kar dega.
Sham ko kisi ne nhi kia.
Chhoti galtiyo ki chain ban rhi thi.
Bhanu ko urgent work se fir 2 din ke liye bahar jana pada.
Jaate wakt usne wife se kaha—
Bhanu_ Bachche ko courtyard me akela mat jane dena.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Haa.
Bhanu_ Tub cover?
Bhanu ki Wife_ Manager dekh lega.
Bhanu_ Tum khud check karna.
Bhanu ki Wife_ Theek hai.
Lakin usne check nhi kia.
Me_ Dadu…
Dadaji_ Wo ghatna ab bahut paas thi, Jay.
Lakin usse pahle hamare ghar me ak aur chhoti emergency huyi.
Shankar ki wife ki tabiyat achanak bahut kharab ho gyi.
Doctor ne use hospital admit karne ko kaha.
Mohan ko dekhne wala koi nhi tha.
Shankar_ Mata ji, me 2 din ki chhutti le lu?
Manjot_ Chhutti le.
Apni wife ke paas reh.
Shankar_ Lakin Kunwar sahab kaa district tour—
Abhay_ Backup driver hai.
Tum hospital jao.
Shankar_ Mohan?
Manjot_ Wo yaha rahega.
Tum tension mat lo.
Mohan kuchh dino ke liye hamare main house me shift ho gya.
Wo tumhare room ke paas guest nursery me sota.
Tum dono din bhar sath khelte.
Kabhi same clothes pahen lete.
Kabhi ak dusre kaa naam lekar servants ko confuse karte.
Me_ Me use apna naam bolne ko kahta tha?
Dadaji_ Tum dono abhi chhote the.
Lakin imitation karte the.
Tum kuchh bolte, wo repeat karta.
Wo kuchh karta, tum copy karte.
Manjot hanskar kehti—
Manjot_ Dono ko ak sath college bhejungi to teacher pareshan ho jayegi.
Nimrit_ Uniform me aur confuse honge.
Abhay_ Mohan thoda lamba hai.
Manjot_ Do mahine me ye bhi lamba ho jayega.
Tumhare pita Mohan ko bhi doctor ke paas le jane, toys aur food me difference nhi karte the.
Isi wajah se jab kuchh hafte baad ak sudden journey kaa situation bana…
Mohan ko sath le jana unnatural nhi laga.
Dadaji_ April 1996 start ho chuka tha.
Collector Nimrit ki inquiry final sanction ke kareeb thi.
Mahadev missing tha.
Bhanu ke ghar kaa water tub uncovered tha.
Shankar ki wife hospital me thi.
Mohan hamare ghar me reh rha tha.
Aur dushman bus ak aisi emergency kaa intejar kar rhe the…
Jisme tumhare pita khud apne banaye security rules tod de.
Me_ Wo emergency kisne create ki?
Dadaji_ Ak telephone call ne.
Call Bhanu ke estate house se aaya tha.
Caller rote hue keh rha tha—
“Chhote Kunwar pani me gir gye hai…”
Lakin uss call ke exact wakt…
Bhanu ke ghar me konsa bachcha pani ke paas tha…
Aur hamare ghar me tum dono me se kon Manjot ke sath baitha tha…
Isi confusion ne aage pura itihaas badal dia.

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Me_ Dadu… phone me “Chhote Kunwar pani me gir gye” kaha gya tha. Wo kon the?


Dadaji ne kuchh pal meri taraf dekha.

Unke chehre per ajeeb sa dard tha.

Dadaji_ Jay, kahani me ab wo jagah aa gyi hai, jaha mujhe tumhe tumhari zindagi kaa sabse bada sach batana hoga.

Me_ Kesa sach?

Dadaji_ Ab tak me purani ghatnao ko samjhate hue bhi tumhe tumhare aaj ke naam se bula rha tha.

Lakin 1996 se pahle…

Tumhara naam Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur nhi tha.

Me_ Fir mera naam kyaa tha?

Dadaji_ Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur.

Me unki taraf dekhta reh gya.

Me_ Prathvi?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Abhay aur Nimrit ke biological bete kaa naam Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur tha.

Tumhare pita ne pahle “Jay” naam socha jarur tha, lakin tumhare janm ke baad Nimrit ne “Prathvi” naam suggest kia.

Usne kaha tha—

Nimrit_ Jamin, kanun aur logo ke haq ki ladaiyo ke bich iska janm hua hai.

Iska naam Prathvi hona chahiye.

Tumhare pita ko naam bahut pasand aaya.

Isliye hospital ke official records, birth certificate aur pariwar ke documents me tumhara naam likha gya—

Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur.

Me_ To asli Jay kon tha?

Dadaji_ Bhanu Pratap kaa god lia hua beta.

Uska naam tha—

Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur.

Me_ Bhanu Tauji kaa beta… Jay tha?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Aur jis din uski pani ke tub me death huyi…

Ussi din Abhay ki car kaa accident hua.

Dono ghatnaye ak hi din, lagbhag ak hi samay per huyi.

Aur unhi ghatnao ke baad Prathvi ko duniya ke samne Jay banna pada.

Me_ Matlab… me Prathvi hu?

Dadaji_ Haa, bete.

Tum Abhay aur Nimrit ke biological bete Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur ho.

Duniya tumhe Jay Singh Thakur ke naam se janti hai.

Lakin tumhara janm kaa sach Prathvi hai.

Me kuchh bol nhi paa rha tha.

Dadaji ne mere kandhe per hath rakha.

Dadaji_ Puri baat suno.

Tab tum samjhoge ki tumhara naam kyun badla gya…

Aur tumhe jinda rakhne ke liye kitne logo ko apni puri zindagi ak jhooth ke sath jeeni padi.

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June 1996 ki baarish kaa season shuru ho chuka tha.

Nimrit ko District Collector kaa charge liye lagbhag 6 mahine hone wale the.

Kaali Ghati Road inquiry final criminal sanction ke bahut paas thi.

Michael D’Souza, Salman Pathan aur Farooq Mirza ke old business records examine hone wale the.

Mahadev Deshmukh gayab tha.

Aur hamare pariwar ki security lagatar badhayi ja rhi thi.

Uss din subah Bhanu Pratap apne estate se dusre sahar business meeting ke liye nikla hua tha.

Uski wife ghar per thi.

Uska adopted beta Jay servants’ courtyard me khel rha tha.

Courtyard me construction work ke baad ak bada pani kaa tub chhod diya gya tha.

Tub ko cover karne kaa order Bhanu kai baar de chuka tha.

Lakin permanent cover abhi tak nhi bana tha.

Temporary wooden plank bhi worker ne side me rakh di thi.

Subah nanny ne Jay ko breakfast karwaya.

Fir wo kitchen me milk bottle rakhne chali gyi.

Bhanu ki wife apne room me ak relative se telephone per baat kar rhi thi.

Jay courtyard me apni wooden ball ke sath khelne laga.

Ball ludhakte hue pani ke tub ke paas chali gyi.

Wo ball uthane ke liye tub ke edge per jhuka.

Edge geela tha.

Uska pair fisal gya.

Aur wo tub ke andar gir gya.

Me_ Kisi ne aawaj nhi suni?

Dadaji_ Tub ghar ke piche wale courtyard me tha.

Pani me girte wakt wo shayad sir ke bal laga tha.

Wo tej aawaj bhi nhi laga saka.

Nanny ko laga bachcha Bhanu ki wife ke paas hoga.

Bhanu ki wife ko laga nanny ke sath hoga.

Servants ko laga garden me khel rha hoga.

Har insaan ne assume kia ki koi dusra bachche ko dekh rha hai.

Lakin asal me koi bhi nhi dekh rha tha.

Ak ghanta nikal gya.

Fir dusra.

Bhanu ki wife telephone call aur taiyar hone me busy rhi.

Usne kisi social function me jana tha.

Usne nanny se kaha—

Bhanu ki Wife_ Jay ko taiyar kar do.

Nanny_ Madam, wo aapke paas nhi hai?

Bhanu ki Wife_ Nhi.

Nanny_ Mene samjha garden me hoga.

Dono ne use dhundna shuru kia.

Bedroom.

Garden.

Servant rooms.

Main hall.

Fir nanny courtyard me pahuchi.

Usne wooden ball tub ke paas dekhi.

Tub ke pani me bachche kaa chhota sa hath dikhayi de rha tha.

Nanny ki cheekh pure estate house me gunj gyi.

Nanny_ Chhote Kunwar!

Servants bhaagte hue aaye.

Bachche ko tub se bahar nikala gya.

Lakin bahut der ho chuki thi.

Estate ke private doctor ko phone kia gya.

Doctor ne telephone per kaha ki turant artificial breathing try karo aur bachche ko hospital lao.

Bhanu ki wife shock me thi.

Wo baar-baar ak hi baat bol rhi thi—

Bhanu ki Wife_ Ye kese ho gya?

Ye kese ho gya?

Estate Manager ne hamare farmhouse per phone kia.

Receiver Manjot ne uthaya.

Estate Manager rote hue bol rha tha—

Manager_ Mata ji… chhote Kunwar pani me gir gye hai.

Manjot_ Kon chhote Kunwar?

Manager_ Bhanu sahab ke bete… Jay baba.

Unhe hospital le ja rhe hai.

Manjot kaa chehra badal gya.

Manjot_ Hosh me hai?

Manager ne jawab nhi diya.

Piche se logo ke rone ki aawaj aa rhi thi.

Manjot_ Bhanu ko inform kia?

Manager_ Contact nhi ho rha.

Manjot_ Hospital konsa?

Manager_ Estate se Kaali Ghati wale private hospital.

Phone cut ho gya.

Uss samay ghar me tum—Prathvi—aur Mohan dono Manjot ke paas the.

Nimrit Collector bungalow se subah hi farmhouse aayi thi.

Usse ak family ceremony ke liye kuchh der ghar rukna tha.

Tumhare pita bhi office jane se pahle wahi the.

Manjot room me aayi.

Uske hath kaap rhe the.

Manjot_ Bhanu kaa beta pani me gir gya hai.

Abhay_ Kyaa?

Manjot_ Use hospital le ja rhe hai.

Bhanu city se bahar hai.

Nimrit_ Doctor se direct baat huyi?

Manjot_ Nhi.

Manager ne phone kia tha.

Abhay ne estate kaa number milaya.

Line busy thi.

Hospital kaa number try kia.

Connection nhi laga.

Nimrit ne Collector control room ko phone kia.

Nimrit_ Kaali Ghati private hospital ko district ambulance aur medical officer alert kijiye.

Ak child-drowning case aa rha hai.

Control Room_ Ji Madam.

Abhay_ Me estate ja rha hu.

Nimrit_ Me bhi chalungi.

Abhay_ Aap hospital coordinate kijiye.

Nimrit_ Bhanu Bhaiya city me nhi hai.

Unki wife akeli hai.

Manjot_ Me bhi chalungi.

Abhay_ Maa, aap Prathvi ke sath ghar per rahiye.

Manjot_ Mera pota pani me gira hai aur tu chahta hai me yaha baithi rahu?

Abhay_ Security rule hai.

Family ak car me sath nhi jayegi.

Manjot_ Aaj rule ki baat mat kar.

Nimrit_ Maa sahi kah rhi hai.

Lakin vehicles alag rahenge.

Abhay_ Collector car kaha hai?

Nimrit_ Driver fuel bharwane gaya hai.

Backup security officer jeep flood-control inspection per hai.

Abhay_ Company ki dusri jeep?

Aftab le gya hai.

Manjot_ Ak car bahar khadi hai.

Sab usi me chalo.

Abhay_ Nhi Maa.

Manjot_ Bachcha hospital me hai!

Har minute important hai.

Tumhare pita ne ghadi dekhi.

Estate aur hospital tak normal alternate route se pahuchne me lagbhag 2 ghante lagte.

Kaali Ghati Road se travel kam tha, lakin pariwar ke liye wo road prohibited thi.

Nimrit_ Kaali Ghati Road use nhi karenge.

Abhay_ Southern bypass se jayenge.

Manjot_ Jis raste se jaldi pahucho, chalo.

Ussi wakt Shankar farmhouse pahucha.

Wo raat bhar apni wife ke paas hospital me tha.

Uski wife ki condition stable thi, lakin doctor ne use kuchh aur din admit rakhne ko kaha tha.

Shankar Mohan ko lene aaya tha.

Shankar_ Kunwar sahab, Mohan ko hospital le jana hai.

Uski maa baar-baar use yaad kar rhi hai.

Abhay_ Bhanu Bhaiya ke bete kaa accident ho gya hai.

Hume Kaali Ghati private hospital jana hai.

Shankar_ Meri wife kaa hospital city ke route me padega.

Me Mohan ko relative ke paas chhodkar car chala deta hu.

Abhay_ Tumne raat bhar rest nhi kia.

Shankar_ Me drive kar sakta hu.

Backup driver se jyada mujhe routes aur car dono pata hai.

Nimrit_ Tum tired ho.

Shankar_ Madam, kal dopahar se mene driving nhi ki.

Aur family car mene khud check ki thi.

Me_ Isliye Mohan bhi car me aaya?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Uski maa hospital me admit thi.

Shankar use city wale hospital me apni saali ke paas chhodne wala tha.

Route kaa ak hissa same direction me tha.

Lakin Bhanu ke bete ki emergency ki wajah se plan baar-baar badal rha tha.

Manjot ne kaha—

Manjot_ Mohan ko bhi sath le chalo.

Raste me akela kaha rahega?

Shankar_ Mata ji, me ise city hospital me chhod dunga.

Nimrit_ Pahle medical emergency handle karte hai.

Estate hospital se contact hone ke baad decide karenge.

Tum—Prathvi—Manjot kaa hath pakadkar khade the.

Tumhe samajh nhi aa rha tha ki sab itne tension me kyun hai.

Mohan bhi tumhare paas khada tha.

Uss din baarish aur thandi hawa ki wajah se Manjot ne tum dono ko almost same woollen jackets pahna di thi.

Tumhari dark-blue jacket per chhota golden horse bana tha.

Mohan ki jacket bhi wahi design thi.

Bus tumhari jacket ke andar name label tha.

Bahar se dono almost same dikhte the.

Abhay_ Prathvi ghar per rahega.

Manjot_ Kiske paas?

Ghar ke main staff kaa aadha hissa hospital aur estate se contact karne me laga tha.

Additional security guard outer gate per the.

Temporary caretaker ko Manjot trust nhi karti thi.

Manjot_ Me apne bachche ko emergency me kisi unknown servant ke paas nhi chhodungi.

Nimrit_ Me ise Collector bungalow le ja sakti hu.

Abhay_ Usme aur time lagega.

Telephone fir baja.

Iss baar district control room se call tha.

Control Officer_ Madam, estate child ko private hospital le jaya ja rha hai.

Condition critical batayi gyi hai.

Kaali Ghati ke southern bridge per landslide ki report hai.

Southern bypass kaa traffic divert ho rha hai.

Nimrit_ Alternate?

Officer_ Northern link open hai, lakin Section 27-B per heavy rain hai.

Nimrit ne Abhay ki taraf dekha.

Kaali Ghati Road.

Wahi road jise family ke liye completely avoid karne kaa decision hua tha.

Nimrit_ security officer escort arrange kijiye.

Control Officer_ Madam, nearby escort unit bridge landslide per deploy hai.

District headquarters se vehicle ko 35-40 minute lagenge.

Manjot_ Ham 40 minute wait nhi karenge.

Abhay_ Maa—

Manjot_ Agar bachcha jinda hua to?

Agar use family kaa blood ya consent chahiye hua to?

Bhanu yaha nhi hai.

Me ja rhi hu.

Tumhare pita dilemma me the.

Security rules ak taraf.

Bade bhai kaa dying child dusri taraf.

Nimrit Collector thi.

Wo janti thi ki panic me rule todna exactly wahi reaction tha, jiska dushman intejar kar sakte the.

Lakin phone call real tha.

Estate Manager known aadmi tha.

Control room ne hospital movement verify kar li thi.

Ye fake emergency nhi thi.

Nimrit_ Ak kaam karte hai.

Ham family car me jayenge.

Control room ko live route updates denge.

Har security officer chowki ko car number jayega.

Kaali Ghati ke pahle traffic unit escort join karegi.

Abhay_ Aur bachche?

Nimrit ne tum aur Mohan ko dekha.

Nimrit_ Prathvi ko chhodne kaa safe arrangement nhi hai.

Mohan ko raste me relative ke paas drop kar denge.

Manjot_ Dono mere sath piche baithenge.

Abhay_ Nhi.

Me Mohan ko samne apne paas bithata hu.

Prathvi Maa ke sath piche.

Us waqt seat belts aur child seats kaa use aaj jesa common nhi tha.

Family Ambassador car nikali gyi.

Shankar driver seat per baitha.

Tumhare pita front passenger seat per.

Piche Nimrit aur Manjot baithi.

Tum Manjot ki god aur seat ke bich baithe.

Mohan Nimrit ke paas tha.

Departure se pahle Shankar ne bonnet kholkar basic check kia.

Brake-fluid level normal dikh rha tha.

Tyres theek the.

Steering normal.

Lakin usne car ko workshop inspection jesa deeply check nhi kia.

Emergency thi.

Abhay_ Control room ko departure time bata dia?

Nimrit_ Haa.

Abhay_ Verification code?

Nimrit_ Blue pen.

Abhay_ Route?

Nimrit_ Pahle northern checkpoint.

Waha security officer join karegi.

Manjot_ Ab chalo.

Car farmhouse se nikal gyi.

Kisi ko nhi pata tha ki gate se kuchh dur ak telephone lineman ke kapdo me khada aadmi car ko nikalte dekh rha tha.

Usne road-side public booth se ak number milaya.

Unknown Man_ Sab ak hi car me hai.

Dusri taraf se sawal hua—

Caller_ Bachcha?

Unknown Man_ Do bachche hai.

Kuchh pal silence rha.

Caller_ Do?

Unknown Man_ Driver kaa beta bhi hai.

Caller_ Plan change nhi hoga.

Car kuchh kilometre aage badhi.

Shankar controlled speed me drive kar rha tha.

Baarish halki thi, lakin road geeli thi.

Mohan baar-baar puchh rha tha—

Mohan_ Papa, Maa ke paas kab jayenge?

Shankar_ Jaldi beta.

Pahle ak chhote bhai ko hospital dekhne jana hai.

Tum Manjot se puchh rhe the—

Prathvi_ Dadi, Jay ko kyaa hua?

Manjot tumhare sir per hath ferte hue boli—

Manjot_ Wo pani me gir gya hai.

Hum use dekhne ja rhe hai.

Me_ Matlab mujhe tab Bhanu Tauji ke bete kaa naam pata tha?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Tum use Jay bolte the.

Tum dono ak dusre ko jante the.

Tum Prathvi the.

Wo Jay.

Car northern checkpoint per pahuchi.

Lakin waha koi security officer escort present nhi thi.

Shankar ne car roki.

Abhay_ Escort kaha hai?

Checkpoint Constable_ Sir, wireless message aaya tha ki aap southern bypass se ja rhe hai.

Nimrit_ Kisne message diya?

Constable_ Control room se.

Nimrit_ Mene northern checkpoint bola tha.

Constable_ Wireless register check karta hu.

Constable office me gya.

Register me message tha—

“Collector family vehicle diverted to southern road. Northern escort cancelled.”

Nimrit_ Ye order kis officer ne diya?

Constable_ Initials clear nhi hai.

Abhay_ Ye trap ho sakta hai.

Nimrit_ Car wapas modte hai.

Manjot_ Aur Bhanu kaa bachcha?

Nimrit_ security officer vehicle ke bina aage nhi jayenge.

Nimrit ne checkpoint landline se control room call kia.

Line dead thi.

Constable_ Madam, storm ki wajah se lines disturb hai.

Wireless set try kia gya.

Static ke alawa kuchh nhi.

Ussi wakt ak PWD jeep checkpoint per aayi.

Driver ne kaha—

PWD Driver_ Madam, southern bridge completely block ho gya.

Kaali Ghati Road open hai.

Me abhi wahi se aaya hu.

Abhay_ Section 27-B?

PWD Driver_ Light vehicles nikal rhe hai.

Ak security officer jeep aage patrol per hai.

Nimrit ne PWD driver kaa identity card dekha.

Card genuine dikhayi de rha tha.

Vehicle per government marking bhi thi.

Lakin baad me pata chala—

Jeep stolen thi.

Identity card original officer kaa tha, jo uss subah apne ghar se missing report hua tha.

Uss wakt hume ye pata nhi tha.

Checkpoint Constable_ Madam, aap chahe to hamara ak constable sath ja sakta hai.

Abhay_ security officer jeep?

Constable_ Ak hi motorcycle hai.

Nimrit_ Motorcycle aage chalegi.

Constable_ Ji.

Ak constable motorcycle per car ke aage chalne laga.

Kuchh kilometre tak sab normal rha.

Fir road ke ak turn per fallen tree pada tha.

Motorcycle constable ne car roki.

Constable_ Tree remove karne me time lagega.

PWD Driver_ Side kaa village route hai.

Section 27-B ke baad main road join karega.

Abhay_ Hume turn back karna chahiye.

Nimrit_ Haa.

Shankar car reverse karne laga.

Tab piche se do heavy trucks aa gye.

Road narrow thi.

Car ko turn karne ki jagah nhi bachi.

PWD Driver_ Aage village turn se nikal jaiye.

Wapas jaana difficult hai.

Shankar ne Abhay ki taraf dekha.

Abhay_ Slow chalo.

Ak bhi chij suspicious lage to car rok dena.

Motorcycle constable aage chalne laga.

PWD jeep uske piche.

Family car teesre number per.

Heavy trucks piche.

Vehicle convoy jesa ban gya.

Me_ Kyaa security officer constable bhi conspiracy me tha?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Wo asli constable tha.

Use bhi manipulate kia gya.

Kuchh kilometre aage PWD jeep achanak speed badhakar motorcycle ke paas pahuchi.

Jeep driver ne constable ko signal kia ki aage landslide hai.

Constable jeep ke sath turn inspect karne chala gya.

Family car kuchh distance piche reh gyi.

Ussi wakt Shankar ne brake pedal dabaya.

Pedal normal se jyada niche chala gya.

Shankar kaa chehra badal gya.

Shankar_ Kunwar sahab…

Abhay_ Kyaa hua?

Shankar ne dobara brake press kia.

Car slow huyi, lakin expected tarike se nhi.

Shankar_ Brake pressure kam ho rha hai.

Abhay_ Handbrake?

Shankar_ Abhi use kia to wet road per car spin kar sakti hai.

Nimrit_ Speed kam karo.

Shankar ne gear down kia.

Engine braking se speed control karne ki koshish ki.

Road downhill start ho chuki thi.

Shankar_ Brake-fluid leak ho sakta hai.

Abhay_ Checkpoint per to normal tha.

Shankar_ Reservoir normal dikh rha tha.

Line me small cut ho to pressure use ke sath khatam hota hai.

Me_ Car ke brakes kisi ne kaate the?

Dadaji_ Baad ki technical report me brake-fluid pipe per sharp damage mila.

Lakin report ye decide nhi kar saki ki damage workshop me kia gya tha…

Road per kisi stone se hua…

Ya accident ke impact me.

Lakin jis jagah cut tha, waha normal road stone se damage hona difficult tha.

Car downhill ja rhi thi.

Shankar baar-baar lower gear use kar rha tha.

Abhay_ Sab log seat ke niche jhuk jao.

Nimrit_ Prathvi ko pakdiye Maa.

Manjot ne tumhe majbooti se apne se laga lia.

Nimrit ne Mohan ko pakda.

Mohan rone laga.

Mohan_ Papa!

Shankar_ Kuchh nhi hoga beta.

Tumhare pita ne dashboard kaa horn continuously bajaya, taki aage vehicles alert ho.

Road kaa sabse dangerous turn paas aa rha tha.

Wahi Section 27-B.

Jaha file me strong crash barrier installed dikhaya gya tha.

Ground per weak, low-quality barrier tha.

Turn ke piche se ak passenger bus uper ki taraf aa rhi thi.

Bus driver ne horn suna.

Lakin road narrow thi.

Ak taraf pahad.

Dusri taraf gehri khai.

Shankar ke paas 3 options the—

Bus se direct takkar.

Car ko pahad ki wall se crash karna.

Ya weak barrier ki taraf modna.

Shankar_ Kunwar sahab, steering hard ho rhi hai!

Abhay ne steering wheel pakadne me uski help ki.

Abhay_ Pahad ki side lo!

Shankar_ Bus wahi aa rhi hai!

Bus driver ne vehicle side me lene ki koshish ki.

Car kaa rear wet road per slide karne laga.

Manjot_ Hey Waheguru…

Nimrit_ Abhay!

Tumhare pita ne piche mudkar tum dono bachcho ko dekha.

Ak pal me unhe samajh aa gya ki car control me nhi aayegi.

Unhone front door unlock kia.

Abhay_ Shankar, car wall se rub karao!

Shankar_ Try kar rha hu!

Car pahad ki wall se takrayi.

Left side kaa metal scbang hone laga.

Speed thodi kam huyi.

Lakin ak bada stone tyre ke niche aaya.

Car bounce huyi aur barrier ki taraf slide karne lagi.

Tumhare pita ne front seat se piche hath badhaya.

Abhay_ Prathvi ko mujhe do!

Manjot_ Kyaa?

Abhay_ Jaldi!

Manjot ne tumhe aage push kia.

Abhay ne tumhari jacket pakadkar tumhe front seats ke bich kheench lia.

Nimrit Mohan ko apne se lagaye huyi thi.

Car kaa left door wall se damage hokar half loose ho chuka tha.

Right side barrier aur khai thi.

Abhay ne tumhe apni chhati se lagaya.

Abhay_ Prathvi, aankhe band karo.

Tum ro rhe the.

Prathvi_ Papa…

Car barrier se takrayi.

Barrier kaa stone section turant toot gya.

Wahi barrier, jiska material file me reinforced high-grade dikhaya gya tha.

Agar barrier specification ke according bana hota…

To shayad car wahi ruk sakti thi.

Lakin low-quality barrier car kaa weight nhi rok saka.

Car kaa front hissa khai ki taraf chala gya.

Impact se left front door puri tarah khul gya.

Tumhare pita ne tumhe dono hatho se pakda.

Ak second se bhi kam time tha.

Unhone tumhe car se bahar pahad ki inner grassy slope ki taraf dhakka de diya.

Prathvi_ Papa!

Tum car se bahar gire.

Pahle wet grass per.

Fir pathro se takrate hue niche ki bushes me chale gye.

Car barrier todkar khai me gir gyi.

Pahli takkar rock surface se huyi.

Fir car ulti.

Do baar ghumti huyi niche gyi.

Aur ak bade ped aur stones ke bich takra kar ruk gyi.

Kuchh seconds baad fuel leak se aag lag gyi.

Me chup baitha Dadaji ko dekh rha tha.

Meri saanse tej ho gyi thi.

Me_ Papa ne… mujhe car se bahar feka tha?

Dadaji_ Tumhe bachane kaa unke paas wahi ak chance tha.

Wo Mohan ko bhi bachana chahte honge.

Nimrit ko.

Manjot ko.

Shankar ko.

Lakin unke paas bus ak second tha.

Aur uss second me unke hath me tum aa gye.

Car niche jal rhi thi.

Bus driver ne vehicle rok dia.

Passengers bahar nikle.

Motorcycle constable aur PWD jeep kaa aadmi kahi dikhayi nhi diya.

Asli constable kuchh distance aage unconscious mila.

Uske sir per injury thi.

Baad me usne bataya PWD driver ne use landslide dikhane ke bahane jeep se utarwaya aur piche se attack kia.

Fake PWD driver gayab ho chuka tha.

Bus conductor aur passengers khai ki taraf bhaage.

Lekin fire aur smoke ki wajah se car ke paas pahuchna difficult tha.

Kisi ko pata nhi tha ki ak bachcha car se pahle bahar gir chuka hai.

Tum bushes me unconscious pade the.

Sir per injury.

Right leg per cut.

Lakin tum jinda the.

Me_ Mujhe kisne dhunda?

Dadaji_ Bhanu Pratap ne.

Me_ Wo to city se bahar the.

Dadaji_ Tub incident ki khabar milte hi Bhanu meeting chhodkar estate ki taraf nikla tha.

Uski jeep Kaali Ghati Road ke dusre side se aa rhi thi.

Road block aur accident ki information use raste me mili.

security officer wireless per bola gya tha—

“Collector family vehicle ravine me gir gya.”

Bhanu kaa khoon jam gya.

Wo accident location per pahucha.

Tab tak local security officer aur ambulance aa chuki thi.

Car me fire control karne ki koshish ho rhi thi.

Bhanu ne security officer officer ko pakad lia.

Bhanu_ Abhay kaha hai?

security officer Officer_ Sir, vehicle niche hai.

Bhanu_ Nimrit?

Officer ne jawab nhi diya.

Bhanu_ Maa?

security officer Officer_ Rescue team ja rhi hai.

Bhanu_ Bachcha?

security officer Officer_ Car me child bhi tha.

Bhanu ka chehra tut gya.

Uss samay use ye bhi pata tha ki uska apna adopted beta hospital pahuchne se pahle hi dead declare ho chuka hai.

Ak hi din me usse laga usne apna beta…

Maa…

Bhai…

Bhabhi…

Aur bhatija sab kho diya.

Wo road ke side ghutno per baith gya.

Lakin tab usne bahut halki si aawaj suni.

Bushes ki taraf se.

Ak bachche ke rone jesi.

Bhanu ne sir uthaya.

security officer wale accident car ki taraf focused the.

Baarish aur logo ki aawaj me kisi ne bushes ki halki aawaj notice nhi ki.

Bhanu khud slope ki taraf gya.

Bhanu_ Kon hai?

Fir halki si aawaj aayi—

Prathvi_ Papa…

Bhanu bushes me niche utara.

Usne tumhe mud aur blood me pada dekha.

Tumhari blue jacket phati huyi thi.

Sir se blood aa rha tha.

Lakin tum saans le rhe the.

Bhanu ne tumhe uthakar apni chhati se laga lia.

Bhanu_ Prathvi!

Tumne aankhe puri tarah nhi kholi.

Prathvi_ Papa… Maa…

Bhanu ro pada.

Bhanu_ Me hu beta.

Tauji hu.

Tum safe ho.

Wo tumhe uper le jane laga.

Lakin aadhe raste per wo ruk gya.

Uske dimag me Mahadev ki warning, family routes aur accident ki conspiracy kaa khayal aaya.

Agar accident planned tha…

Aur enemies ko pata chalta ki Abhay kaa beta jinda hai…

To wo dobara tumhe target karte.

Uper security officer, media aur unknown officers jama hone lage the.

Bhanu ko nhi pata tha unme kon trustworthy hai.

Usne apne estate ke 2 purane guards ko bulaya, jo uske sath aaye the.

Bhanu_ Kisi ko mat batana ki bachcha mila hai.

Guard_ Lakin sahab—

Bhanu_ Ak word bhi nhi.

Jeep piche lao.

Private doctor ko estate ke old guest house bhejo.

Guard_ Ye chhote Kunwar Prathvi hai?

Bhanu_ Abhi kisi naam se mat bulao.

Bhanu ne tumhe apni shawl me cover kia.

Estate jeep ko crowd se dur side route per laya gya.

Tumhe security officer ambulance me nhi…

Bhanu ki private jeep me le jaya gya.

Me_ Aapko pata nhi chala ki me jinda hu?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Accident ki news milte hi me aur Bhim waha pahuchne ki koshish kar rhe the.

security officer ne hume bataya ki car me 5 adults aur ak child body milne ki possibility hai.

Body count clear nhi tha, kyunki fire bahut severe thi.

Baad me car se ye bodies recover huyi—

Abhay.

Nimrit.

Manjot.

Shankar.

Aur ak chhote bachche ki body.

Sabko pata tha car me Abhay aur Nimrit kaa beta Prathvi tha.

Mohan ko last moment per sath le jane ki baat kisi official travel register me nhi thi.

Control room ko bus Collector, husband, mother-in-law, driver aur “child” ki information di gyi thi.

Isliye dead child ko Prathvi maana gya.

Me_ Lakin Mohan ki maa?

Dadaji_ Wo hospital me medicines aur weakness ki wajah se semi-conscious thi.

Use next day Shankar aur Mohan ki death batayi gyi.

Bhanu ne personally usse sach kaa utna hissa bataya, jitna jaruri tha.

Usne kaha Mohan bhi car me tha aur accident me nhi bach saka.

Lakin Abhay kaa beta jinda hai—ye baat usse turant nhi batayi gyi.

Baad me jab uski condition stable huyi, Bhanu ne use pura sach bataya.

Wo bahut royi.

Lakin usne ak hi baat kahi—

Shankar ki Wife_ Mere pati ne Kunwar pariwar ke liye jaan di.

Mera beta bhi chala gya.

Agar chhote Kunwar jinda hai to unhe bachaiye.

Kisi ko mat batayiye.

Me_ Mohan ki body ko mera samajhkar antim sanskar hua?

Dadaji_ Publicly haa.

Accident aur fire ki wajah se identification clothing, travel information aur physical size ke base per huyi.

Uss waqt DNA identification normal process kaa hissa nhi tha.

Medical report me child body ko—

“Presumed Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur”

likha gya.

Duniya ne maana—

Abhay.

Uski wife Nimrit.

Uski maa Manjot.

Aur uska beta Prathvi.

Sab accident me mar gye.

News headlines me chhapa—

“Young political leader Kunwar Abhay Pratap Singh Thakur kaa pura pariwar sadak durghatna me samapt.”

Dushmano ne bhi yahi maana.

Unhe pata tha car me do bachche hone ki report aayi thi.

Lakin accident site se bus ak child body officially recover huyi.

Unhone assume kia dusre bachche ki presence ki initial information galat thi…

Ya fire aur ravine me body kaa part identify nhi hua.

Kisi ko ye shak nhi hua ki ak bachcha car se bahar fekkar jinda bach gya.

Me_ Bhanu Tauji mujhe kaha le gye?

Dadaji_ Apne estate ke old guest house me.

Waha ak retired military doctor tha, jisper Bhanu ko pura trust tha.

Doctor ne tumhara treatment kia.

Tumhe concussion tha.

Kuchh ghanto tak hosh nhi aaya.

Bhanu ak taraf apne adopted bete ki dead body dekhta…

Dusri taraf tumhe unconscious pada dekhta.

Uski wife shock me thi.

Wo apne bachche ki death ke liye khud ko blame kar rhi thi.

Bhanu ne usse kaha—

Bhanu_ Hamara Jay chala gya.

Lakin Prathvi jinda hai.

Bhanu ki Wife ne tumhe dekha.

Uski aankho me guilt, grief aur darr sab tha.

Bhanu ki Wife_ security officer ko bataiye.

Baldev ji ko bataiye.

Bhanu_ Abhi nhi.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Kyun?

Bhanu_ Accident planned ho sakta hai.

Jisne Abhay ko mara, wo Prathvi ko bhi marega.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Lakin hum use chhupayenge kese?

Bhanu kuchh pal chup rha.

Fir usne apne dead adopted bete ki taraf dekha.

Uska naam legal papers me tha—

Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur.

Same age.

Same extended family.

Kai photographs me tum dono matching clothes me the.

college admission abhi formally start nhi hua tha.

Identity records limited the.

Bhanu ki aankho se aansu behne lage.

Bhanu_ Duniya ko lagta hai Prathvi mar gya.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Haa.

Bhanu_ Aur abhi tak kisi ko pata nhi ki hamara Jay mar chuka hai.

Bhanu ki Wife uski taraf dekhti rhi.

Use samajh aa gya Bhanu kyaa soch rha hai.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Nhi…

Bhanu_ Mere paas aur rasta nhi.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Aap apne bete kaa naam—

Bhanu_ Mera beta wapas nhi aayega.

Lakin Abhay kaa beta jinda reh sakta hai.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Ye jhooth puri zindagi chalega?

Bhanu_ Jab tak use danger hai.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Aur jab wo bada hokar puchhega?

Bhanu_ Tab sach bataunga.

Lakin abhi wo Prathvi bankar jinda nhi reh sakta.

Enemies Prathvi ko dhundenge.

Lakin Jay ko koi kyun dhundega?

Bhanu ki Wife apna chehra hatho me chhupakar ro padi.

Bhanu_ Hamare Jay ki identity Prathvi ko protection degi.

Shayad hamara beta isi tarah apne chhote bhai ko jinda rakhega.

Doctor room ke bahar khada sab sun rha tha.

Doctor_ Ye legal aur moral dono roop se bahut bada decision hai.

Bhanu_ Mujhe law samajh aa rha hai.

Lakin mere bhai kaa bachcha target tha.

Doctor_ Baldev Singh ko batana hoga.

Bhanu_ Pahle Prathvi hosh me aaye.

Fir Pitaji ko secret location per bulaunga.

Bhanu ki Wife_ Aur mere Jay kaa antim sanskar?

Bhanu kaa chehra tut gya.

Bhanu_ Chupchap.

Kisi public record ke bina.

Sirf hum, doctor aur do trusted guards.

Uska sanskar estate ke purane pariwarik ghat per raat me kia gya.

Koi newspaper notice nhi.

Koi government death registration turant nhi.

Duniya ko pata hi nhi chala ki Bhanu Pratap kaa adopted beta Jay mar chuka tha.

Me_ Aur jab mujhe hosh aaya?

Dadaji_ Tum baar-baar Maa aur Papa ko bula rhe the.

Bhanu tumhare paas baitha tha.

Tumne aankhe kholi.

Prathvi_ Tauji…

Bhanu_ Haa beta.

Prathvi_ Papa kaha hai?

Bhanu kuchh bol nhi paya.

Prathvi_ Maa?

Bhanu ne tumhara hath pakad lia.

Bhanu_ Wo abhi tumhare paas nhi aa sakte.

Prathvi_ Dadi?

Bhanu ki aankho se aansu girne lage.

Tum chhote the.

Tumhe death kaa pura matlab nhi samajh aata tha.

Tum bus ye samajh rhe the ki sab log tumhe chhodkar kahi chale gye hai.

Bhanu ne tumhe apne se laga lia.

Bhanu_ Aaj se me tumhare sath hu.

Prathvi_ Papa aayenge?

Bhanu_ …

Prathvi_ Maa aayengi?

Bhanu ne aankhe band kar li.

Bhanu_ Wo hamesha tumhare sath rahenge.

Tum kuchh der rokar fir medicines ki wajah se so gye.

Bhanu tumhare paas puri raat baitha rha.

Agle din usne mujhe secret message bheja.

Message me bus likha tha—

“Pitaji, antim sanskar se pahle mujhse akele miliye. Abhay kaa ak hissa abhi jinda hai.”

Me_ Aapne message padhkar kyaa socha?

Dadaji_ Mujhe laga Bhanu emotional shock me hai.

Mene socha wo Abhay ki kisi diary, letter ya evidence ki baat kar rha hai.

Me uske old guest house pahucha.

Bhanu mujhe room me le gya.

Tum bed per so rhe the.

Sir per bandage.

Chehre per scratches.

Mene tumhe dekha…

Aur mere pair wahi ruk gye.

Baldev_ Prathvi?

Bhanu_ Haa Pitaji.

Me tumhare paas bhaagkar aaya.

Mene tumhari saans check ki.

Tumhara hath pakda.

Mujhe laga Bhagwan ne meri puri duniya lene ke baad ak chhota sa hissa wapas kar dia.

Baldev_ Ye jinda hai…

Bhanu_ Abhay ne car se bahar fekkar bachaya.

Baldev_ security officer ko bataya?

Bhanu_ Nhi.

Baldev_ Kyun?

Bhanu_ Kyunki accident accident nhi tha.

Aur duniya already maan chuki hai Prathvi mar gya.

Baldev_ Bhanu—

Bhanu_ Pitaji, mere Jay ki death ho gyi.

Tub me.

Mene Bhanu ki taraf dekha.

Ak hi din me usne apna beta aur bhai kho diya tha.

Baldev_ Kyaa keh rha hai?

Bhanu_ Prathvi ko Jay banna hoga.

Baldev_ Nhi.

Bhanu_ Aur rasta bataiye.

Agar hum announce karte hai ki Abhay kaa beta jinda hai, to killers dobara aayenge.

security officer network compromised hai.

Mahadev missing hai.

Accident route manipulate hua.

Car brake line cut thi.

Barrier fake tha.

Kon safe hai?

Baldev_ Bhim ko batate hai.

Bhanu_ Abhi Bhim Bhaiya state president hai.

Unki movement, phones aur office sab observe hote hai.

Unhe pata chala to wo action lenge.

Action hua to enemies samajh jayenge ki koi survivor hai.

Baldev_ To hum Bhim se bhi chhupayenge?

Bhanu_ Kuchh time.

Baldev_ Wo Abhay ko apni jaan se jyada maanta tha.

Bhanu_ Isi liye wo gusse me pura state hila denge.

Aur fir Prathvi expose ho jayega.

Mene tumhe dekha.

Tum neend me bhi “Maa” bol rhe the.

Mera dil toot rha tha.

Baldev_ Isse apna naam bhoolne ko kahoge?

Bhanu_ Abhi nhi.

Dheere-dheere.

Officially ye Jay hoga.

Ghar ke andar hum ise protect karenge.

Jab safe hoga, sach batayenge.

Baldev_ Safe kab hoga?

Bhanu_ Jab hume pata chalega Abhay ko kisne mara.

Baldev_ Aur agar kabhi pata nhi chala?

Bhanu ne jawab nhi diya.

Room me bahut der tak silence rha.

Fir mene tumhara chhota sa hath apne hath me lia.

Baldev_ Prathvi ko me dobara nhi kho sakta.

Bhanu_ Me bhi nhi.

Baldev_ Lakin iski pehchan chhinna—

Bhanu_ Pehchan nhi chhin rhe.

Jaan bacha rhe hai.

Ak din ise sab wapas denge.

Iska naam.

Iske maa-pita kaa sach.

Iski virasat.

Lakin aaj ise jinda rehna hoga.

Mene aankhe band kar li.

Aur ak bahut difficult decision per haa kar di.

Kuchh hafto ke andar official duniya ke liye Bhanu Pratap kaa adopted beta Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur normal life me wapas dikhayi dene laga.

Log kehte—

“Accident ke baad Bhanu sahab kaa beta bahut chup ho gya hai.”

Kisi ko doubt nhi hua.

Tumhare sir ki injury ko estate me girne kaa accident bataya gya.

Tumhari purani photographs limited kar di gyi.

Prathvi ke naam wale records sealed aur chhupa diye gye.

Jay ke existing documents tumhari public identity ban gye.

Aur Abhay-Nimrit kaa biological beta…

Duniya ki najar me mar chuka tha.

Me_ Bhim Tauji ko kab pata chala ki me jinda hu?

Dadaji_ Bahut baad me.

Accident ke turant baad Bhim ne yahi maana ki Abhay kaa pura pariwar mar chuka hai.

Wo andar se puri tarah toot gya.

Usne khud ko blame kia—

Ki usne Abhay ki baat kyun maani.

Wo uske lafdo se dur kyun rha.

Usne regular contact kyun nhi rakha.

Usne state security force kyun nhi ki.

Lakin Bhim kaa confession tumhe mere muh se nhi…

Uske khud ke muh se sunna chahiye.

Me_ Aur aap mujhe ab tak Jay kyun bulate rhe?

Dadaji_ Kyunki 12 saal se duniya, documents aur tumhari puri zindagi kaa naam Jay hai.

Tumne Prathvi naam ko bachpan ke shock ke baad dheere-dheere bhula diya.

Humne jaan-bujhkar tumhe yaad nhi dilaya.

Hume darr tha ki bachpan me tum kisi ke samne sach bol doge.

Me_ Kyaa Bhanu Tauji mere father hai?

Dadaji_ Unhone tumhe bete se kam kabhi nhi maana.

Lakin tumhare biological father—

Kunwar Abhay Pratap Singh Thakur hai.

Tumhari biological mother—

Nimrit Thakur hai.

Aur tumhara janm naam—

Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur hai.

“Jay” tumhari protection bani.

Lakin “Prathvi” tumhara sach hai.

Me_ To Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur mar chuka hai?

Dadaji_ Bhanu kaa adopted beta Jay 1996 me pani ke tub me mar gya tha.

Tum uski jagah nhi ho.

Tumne uski jaan nhi li.

Tum bus uski identity ke piche chhupkar jinda rakhe gye.

Aur shayad Bhanu sahi kahta tha—

Uska beta khud nhi bach saka…

Lakin uska naam tumhe 12 saal tak dushmano se bachata rha.

Me_ Accident ke piche kon tha?

Dadaji_ Ab tum samajh gye ho ki accident simple nhi tha.

Car brake line.

Fake PWD vehicle.

Wrong wireless message.

Weak crash barrier.

Family kaa ak car me hona.

Sab ak sath coincidence hona difficult hai.

Lakin Salman, Michael, Farooq ya kisi aur ke against final proof abhi bhi incomplete tha.

Aur sabse bada sawal ye tha—

Mahadev jis “R” ko diary ki copy dekar gaya tha, wo kon tha?

Kyuki accident ke 3 din baad…

Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur ke office me ak sealed packet pahucha.

Packet ke uper likha tha—

“Kunwar Abhay Pratap Singh Thakur ki maut accident nhi hai.”

Andar Mahadev ki diary ke pages the.

Aur ak photograph—

Jisme accident se 2 din pahle Michael D’Souza, Salman Pathan, Farooq Mirza aur ak unknown government officer Kaali Ghati Road kaa map dekh rhe the.

Us unknown officer kaa chehra photograph me clear nhi tha.

Lakin uske hath me District security officer Wireless Branch ki confidential route file thi.

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Me_ Packet Bhim Tauji ke paas kisne bheja tha?

Dadaji_ Raghavan Iyer ne.

Me_ To Mahadev ki diary me likha “R” wahi the?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Mahadev ne apne records ki ak sealed copy Raghavan Iyer ko di thi.

Usse lagta tha Raghavan government system ko samajhta hai, records safe rakh sakta hai aur Salman-Michael ke network se directly connected nhi hai.

Mahadev ne clear instruction diya tha—

“Jab tak me jinda aur contact me hu, packet mat kholna. Agar me gayab ho jaun ya Abhay ke pariwar ke sath koi badi ghatna ho, to ye record Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur tak pahucha dena.”

Me_ Raghavan ne papa ko pahle kyun nhi diya?

Dadaji_ Mahadev ne mana kia tha.

Aur Raghavan ko bhi nhi pata tha ki final attack itna paas hai.

Use laga tha diary future investigation ke liye protection hai.

Jab accident hua, tab use samajh aaya ki warning late ho chuki hai.

Accident ke 3 din baad Bhim apne State Capital office me akela baitha tha.

Usne 3 din se properly khana nhi khaya tha.

Uske samne Abhay, Nimrit, Manjot aur tumhari presumed death ki newspaper reports padi thi.

Abhay kaa antim sanskar ho chuka tha.

Public memorial ki preparations chal rhi thi.

Lakin Bhim kisi se milna nhi chahta tha.

Uska private secretary room me aaya.

Secretary_ Sir, ak retired government officer personally sealed packet dekar gya hai.

Bhim_ Kis officer ne?

Secretary_ Naam Raghavan Iyer bataya.

Bhim ne turant sir uthaya.

Usne Raghavan kaa naam Nimrit ki files aur Kaali Ghati inquiry me suna tha.

Secretary_ Unhone kaha packet sirf aap kholenge.

Kisi register me entry naa ho.

Bhim_ Tumne packet check karwaya?

Secretary_ Basic security check hua hai.

Andar papers aur photograph hai.

Bhim ne secretary ko bahar bhej diya.

Room kaa door lock kia.

Fir packet khola.

Sabse uper Mahadev kaa handwritten note tha—

“Kunwar Bhim Singh ji,

Agar ye packet aap tak pahuch rha hai to shayad me jinda nhi hu, ya bolne ki position me nhi.

Abhay ne aapko apne conflicts se dur rakha.

Lakin iss network ki pahuch uski expectation se bahut jyada hai.

Uske pariwar kaa accident agar ho chuka hai, to use normal accident mat maniyega.

Mene galtiya ki hai.

Ye papers meri safai nhi.

Bus sach tak pahuchne kaa rasta hai.”

Bhim ke hath kaapne lage.

Usne agla page khola.

Usme 1994 ke route test kaa detail tha.

Family car diversion.

Old quarry kaa fake call.

Aftab ke Abhay ko rokne kaa record.

Fir Collector appointment ke baad family vehicles ki monitoring.

Workshops ke naam.

Drivers kaa schedule.

Kaali Ghati Road File 27-B.

Aur final entry—

“Emergency must be genuine enough that family abandons security protocol voluntarily.”

Me_ Matlab Bhanu Tauji ke bete ki tragedy unke plan kaa part thi?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Mahadev ke record me water-tub incident kaa koi mention nhi tha.

Bhanu ke bete kaa tub me girna ak real aur alag tragedy thi.

Dushmano ne use create nhi kia tha.

Lakin unke network ne uss genuine emergency ko turant apne plan ke liye use kia.

Me_ Unhe itni jaldi information kese mili?

Dadaji_ Bhanu estate kaa telephone exchange operator unke network me tha.

Estate Manager ne farmhouse ko phone kia.

Uske turant baad operator ne ak coded number per call kia.

Usne bus itna bataya—

“Bhanu Pratap kaa beta critical hai. Thakur pariwar estate hospital ki taraf ja sakta hai.”

Unke paas pahle se vehicles, routes aur emergency-response kaa plan ready tha.

Emergency unhone create nhi ki.

Lakin emergency milte hi plan activate kar dia.

Bhim ne diary kaa agla page padha.

Usme kuchh initials the—

S.P.

M.D.

F.M.

A.P.

J.A.

B.R.

Aur “Wireless Route Copy.”

Packet me ak black-and-white photograph thi.

Photograph hotel ke private conference room ki khidki ke bahar se li gyi lagti thi.

Andar Michael D’Souza table per Kaali Ghati Road kaa map kholkar baitha tha.

Salman Pathan uske paas khada tha.

Farooq Mirza chair per tha.

Ak government officer unhe file dikha rha tha.

Officer kaa chehra side angle me tha.

Clear nhi.

Lakin uski uniform security officer Wireless Branch ki thi.

Uske hath me district emergency-route file thi.

Photograph ke piche Mahadev ne likha tha—

“B.R. brought final wireless movement chart.”

Me_ B.R. Brian Rodrigues nhi tha?

Dadaji_ Mahadev ki diary me B.R. do alag logo ke liye use hua tha.

Yahi confusion jaan-bujhkar rakha gya tha.

Ak Brian Rodrigues tha—

Rebecca kaa assistant, forged complaints aur photographs kaa middleman.

Dusra tha—

Bhaskar Rao.

State security officer Wireless Branch kaa Deputy Director.

Me_ Kyaa Bhaskar Rao ne wrong wireless message bheja tha?

Dadaji_ Investigation me yahi suspicion nikla.

Bhaskar Rao ke office se district Collector security routes, emergency frequencies aur wireless codes access kiye ja sakte the.

Normal condition me ak senior officer ko kisi family kaa exact private route nhi pata hota.

Lakin Collector kaa official movement security branch me record hota tha.

Abhay aur Manjot kaa movement official record me nhi tha.

Wo information alag sources se aayi.

Bhaskar Rao ne bus official system kaa part provide kia—

Kis checkpoint ko kyaa message jayega.

Kis frequency per escort communicate karegi.

Kaun se initial code believable lagenge.

Wrong wireless message isliye genuine register me enter hua, kyunki wo system ke andar se bheja gya tha.

Me_ Bhim Tauji ne turant use arrest kyun nhi karwaya?

Dadaji_ Bhim politician tha, security officer officer nhi.

Wo chahta to government per pressure dal sakta tha.

Lakin Abhay ki death ke baad bhi usne kanuni process todne se mana kia.

Usne State Home Secretary aur Director General of security officer ko private meeting ke liye bulaya.

Bhim_ Kaali Ghati accident kaa case normal road accident ki tarah band nhi hoga.

DGP_ Preliminary report brake failure aur weak barrier dikha rhi hai.

Bhim_ Wrong wireless diversion?

DGP_ Communication error ho sakta hai.

Bhim ne photograph table per rakh di.

Bhim_ Ye error hai?

DGP ne photograph dekhi.

Home Secretary_ Ye photograph kaha se mili?

Bhim_ Source confidential hai.

DGP_ Officer kaa face clear nhi.

Bhim_ Uniform aur file clear hai.

Home Secretary_ Political rivals forged photo bhi create kar sakte hai.

Bhim_ Forensic examination karwaiye.

Aur official Special Investigation Team banaiye.

DGP_ Sir, aap deceased ke elder brother bhi hai.

Opposition kahegi investigation politically influenced hai.

Bhim_ Isliye team directly mere under nhi hogi.

Retired High Court judge ki monitoring me ho.

Me kisi officer kaa naam suggest nhi karunga.

Bus case accident bolkar close nhi hoga.

Formal Special Investigation Team banayi gyi.

Public order me likha gya—

“Serious procedural irregularities, road-quality failure aur wireless communication discrepancy ke karan independent investigation.”

Bhim ne Salman, Michael ya Farooq kaa naam public me nhi lia.

Wo evidence destroy hone se pahle records seize karwana chahta tha.

Lakin network ko investigation ki khabar Bhim ke formal announcement se pahle hi mil gyi.

Me_ security officer se leak huyi?

Dadaji_ Ya Home Department se.

Bhaskar Rao agle din office nhi aaya.

Uska government quarter khali mila.

Almirah me kuchh clothes the.

Passport ghar per tha.

Family ko kaha gya tha ki wo official tour per ja rha hai.

Lakin koi official tour order nhi tha.

Uski car railway station ke paas mili.

Train reservation me naam nhi.

Wo bhi Javed, Naseer, Brian aur Mahadev ki tarah gayab ho gya.

Me_ Kyaa use maar diya gya?

Dadaji_ Kabhi prove nhi hua.

Ho sakta hai network ne use bahar bhej diya.

Ho sakta hai usne khud bhaagkar identity badal li.

Ya ho sakta hai wo jinda hi naa rha ho.

Uske office se kuchh important wireless logs missing mile.

Kaali Ghati accident wale din kaa original transmission tape erase tha.

Register me wrong diversion message kaa entry thi—

Lakin entry karne wale operator ne kaha—

Operator_ Message State Control se aaya tha.

SIT Officer_ Kisne receive kia?

Operator_ Mene.

SIT Officer_ Voice pahchani?

Operator_ Senior officer ki aawaj thi.

SIT Officer_ Bhaskar Rao?

Operator_ Ho sakta hai.

Lakin wireless per voice distorted thi.

SIT Officer_ Verification code?

Operator_ Correct tha.

Me_ Correct code use hua tha?

Dadaji_ Collector movement kaa official code correct tha.

“Blue pen” family emergency code nhi.

Wo kabhi use hi nhi hua, kyunki wrong message security officer system ke andar circulate hua tha.

Family ko direct fake emergency call nhi dia gya tha.

Real emergency already exist karti thi.

Checkpoint ko bus ye believe karwaya gya ki Collector car dusre route se ja rhi hai.

Kaali Ghati turn per stolen PWD jeep aur fake officer ready the.

Car brake-fluid line per damage travel start hone se pahle hi ho chuka tha.

Me_ Car farmhouse me kisne damage ki?

Dadaji_ Yahi sabse difficult sawal tha.

Car pichli sham trusted garage se aayi thi.

Garage owner honest tha.

Lakin car ko wash aur final parking ke liye farmhouse outer service area me rakha gya.

Raat ki shift me security camera nhi the.

Ak electrician emergency generator repair karne aaya tha.

Entry register me naam likha tha—

“Ramesh Pawar.”

Address fake nikla.

Guard ne kaha wo tool bag lekar aaya tha.

Generator repair normal thi.

Usne lagbhag 40 minute service area me spend kiye.

Me_ Javed ho sakta tha?

Dadaji_ Guard ne photograph dekhkar kaha face Javed se milta tha, lakin fully confirm nhi kia.

Javed disguise use karne me expert tha.

Brake line me small controlled cut lagaya gya hoga, jo car start hone per immediately leak naa kare.

Brake use hote-hote pressure khatam ho.

Ye technical conclusion tha.

Lakin cut kisne lagaya, direct proof nhi mila.

Bhim Special Investigation Team ki har report padhta.

Har naam per sawal karta.

Lakin wo kisi officer ko result decide karne kaa order nhi deta.

Ak raat Raghavan Iyer usse private residence per mila.

Bhim_ Aap Mahadev ke “R” the?

Raghavan_ Haa.

Bhim_ Aapne packet pahle kyun nhi diya?

Raghavan_ Mahadev ne mana kia tha.

Bhim_ Abhay mar gya.

Maa mar gyi.

Nimrit mar gyi.

Bachcha—

Bhim ki aawaj ruk gyi.

Bhim_ Agar ye record 1 mahina pahle milta to shayad wo jinda hote.

Raghavan_ Shayad.

Lakin Mahadev ko trust nhi tha ki packet safe rahega.

Bhim_ Mujhper bhi nhi?

Raghavan_ Aap per tha.

Aapke office system per nhi.

Aap ruling party ke state president hai.

Aapke aas-paas ministers, security officer officers, party workers aur businessmen ghumte hai.

Mahadev ko nhi pata tha leak kaha hai.

Bhim_ Usne Abhay ko warn kia tha.

Raghavan_ Haa.

Bhim_ Abhay ne mujhe kyun nhi bataya?

Raghavan_ Kyunki wo aapko apne conflicts me nhi lana chahta tha.

Bhim ne gusse me table per hath mara.

Bhim_ Mujhe uski baat nhi maanni chahiye thi!

Raghavan chup rha.

Bhim_ Me uska bada bhai tha.

Wo 21 saal ki age se criminals, businessmen aur political networks se lad rha tha.

Me State President ki chair per baitha use independence deta rha.

Ye independence nhi thi.

Me use akela chhod rha tha.

Raghavan_ Usne khud choose kia tha.

Bhim_ Chhota bhai galat choice kare to bada bhai bus respect karta rahe?

Mujhe force karna chahiye tha.

Usse har hafte phone karna chahiye tha.

Uski security review karwani chahiye thi.

Mahadev kaa naam sunte hi personally investigate karna chahiye tha.

Raghavan_ Guilt investigation kaa substitute nhi ho sakta.

Bhim_ Mujhe guilt kaa lecture mat dijiye.

Raghavan_ Me lecture nhi de rha.

Bus keh rha hu ki agar aap gusse me political power use karenge, to asli log bach jayenge.

Wo aapko revengeful brother dikhayenge.

Evidence compromise hoga.

Bhim ne gahri saans li.

Bhim_ Fir kyaa karu?

Raghavan_ Records bachaiye.

Witnesses dhundiye.

Mahadev kaa pariwar.

Bhaskar Rao.

Javed Ansari.

Brian Rodrigues.

Anthony Pereira.

Inme se koi ak jinda aur bolne ki position me mila to chain khul sakti hai.

Bhim_ Aur jab tak?

Raghavan_ Publicly shant rahiye.

Privately sach kaa picha kijiye.

Bhim ne wahi kia.

Lakin uske andar guilt badhta rha.

Usne Abhay ke purane letters, photographs aur political notes apne private room me rakh liye.

Kisi public meeting me Abhay kaa naam aata to wo normal political language use karta.

Lakin akela hota to tut jata.

Me_ Unhe lagta tha me bhi mar chuka hu?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Bhim ke liye uss wakt Prathvi bhi accident me mar chuka tha.

Use tumhare jinda hone kaa koi idea nhi tha.

Accident ke kuchh hafte baad Bhim Bhanu ke estate gaya.

Bhanu kaa adopted beta “Jay” ghar me tha.

Yani tum.

Tumhare sir ki injury ab heal ho rhi thi.

Tum bahut chup rehne lage the.

Bhanu ne sabko bataya tha ki water-tub incident me bachcha almost drown hua tha, lakin servants ne time per nikal lia.

Shock aur head injury ki wajah se uski memory aur behaviour effect hua.

Public ko yahi story di gyi.

Bhim drawing room me aaya.

Tum corner me toy horse lekar baithe the.

Bhim ne tumhe dekha.

Tumhari aankhe aur chehra use ak pal ke liye Abhay jesa laga.

Me_ Unhe doubt hua?

Dadaji_ Dil ko hua.

Dimag ne mana kar diya.

Same pariwar ke bachcho me resemblance normal tha.

Bhim tumhare paas baitha.

Bhim_ Jay beta.

Tumne uski taraf dekha.

Tum_ Papa…

Bhim kaa chehra badal gya.

Tum uss waqt har elder male ko kabhi-kabhi Papa bol dete the.

Trauma aur memory confusion thi.

Bhanu turant paas aaya.

Bhanu_ Beta, ye Bhim Tauji hai.

Tum_ Tauji…

Bhim ki aankho me aansu aa gye.

Usne tumhe gale laga lia.

Bhim_ Abhay kaa beta bhi tumhari age kaa tha.

Bhanu ne najar niche kar li.

Bhim_ Dono ak sath khelte the naa?

Bhanu_ Haa.

Bhim_ Ab ghar me sirf tu reh gya.

Bhanu kuchh bol nhi paya.

Bhim ne tumhare sir per hath rakha.

Bhim_ Tujhe kuchh nhi hone dunga.

Irony ye thi ki jis bachche ko wo Bhanu kaa beta samajhkar protect karne kaa promise kar rha tha…

Wo asal me Abhay kaa beta hi tha.

Me_ Bhanu Tauji ne uss din bhi sach nhi bataya?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Bhim abhi grief aur gusse me tha.

SIT active thi.

Uske office aur phone observe ho sakte the.

Bhanu ko darr tha ki Bhim sach jante hi tumhe state security me le jayega.

Security badhti to sawal uthte—

Bhanu apne adopted bete ko achanak itni protection kyun de rha hai?

Aur agar Bhim kaa emotional behaviour badalta, dushman notice kar sakte the.

Isliye Bhim ko kuchh time tak sach nhi bataya gya.

Me_ Kitne time tak?

Dadaji_ Lagbhag 2 saal.

1998 me, jab accident case publicly thanda pad chuka tha aur major suspects legal technicalities me bach rhe the, tab mene aur Bhanu ne Bhim ko secret location per bulaya.

Tum 6 saal ke the.

Tumhe college me officially Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur ke naam se admission mil chuka tha.

Bhim room me enter hua.

Usne mujhe aur Bhanu ko dekha.

Bhim_ Itni secrecy kyun?

Baldev_ Jo baat sunoge, uske baad tumhari zindagi badal jayegi.

Bhim_ Accident case me kuchh mila?

Bhanu_ Bhaiya… Prathvi jinda hai.

Bhim ne use dekha.

Bhim_ Kyaa?

Bhanu_ Abhay kaa beta accident se jinda bach gya tha.

Bhim_ Ye kesa mazak hai?

Baldev_ Mazak nhi.

Mene door khola.

Tum dusre room me drawing bana rhe the.

Tum andar aaye.

Bhim tumhe dekhkar confuse hua.

Bhim_ Jay?

Bhanu_ Nhi Bhaiya.

Prathvi.

Bhim kaa chehra bilkul safed pad gya.

Bhim_ Nhi…

Bhanu_ Abhay ne car se bahar fekkar bachaya tha.

Mene accident site ke bushes se dhunda.

Mere adopted bete Jay ki usi din tub me death ho gyi.

Humne Prathvi ko uski identity di.

Bhim kuchh seconds tak khada rha.

Fir uske pair jese jawab de gye.

Wo chair per baith gya.

Usne dono hatho se apna chehra cover kar lia.

Bhim_ Do saal…

Tumne mujhe do saal nhi bataya?

Baldev_ Tum State President the.

Har movement observed thi.

Bhim_ Me iska bada Tauji hu!

Bhanu_ Isi liye darr tha.

Aap react karte.

Security badhate.

Investigation ko personally push karte.

Enemies ko survivor kaa doubt hota.

Bhim_ Tumhe lagta hai me secret nhi rakh sakta?

Baldev_ Secret rakh sakte the.

Apna grief aur pyar chhupa pate ya nhi, ye nhi pata tha.

Bhim ne tumhari taraf dekha.

Tumhe conversation kaa pura matlab nhi samajh aa rha tha.

Bhim dheere-dheere tumhare paas aaya.

Wo ghutno per baitha.

Bhim_ Tera naam kyaa hai beta?

Tum_ Jay.

Bhim ki aankho se aansu nikal gye.

Bhim_ Aur Papa kaa naam?

Tum kuchh pal sochne lage.

Bhanu ne tumhe naye pariwar ke according jawab sikhaya tha.

Tum_ Bhanu Papa.

Bhim ne aankhe band kar li.

Usne tumhe gale laga lia.

Bahut der tak.

Fir usne Bhanu se kaha—

Bhim_ Aaj se ye raaj meri jaan se bhi safe hai.

Me public me kuchh change nhi karunga.

Lakin iski protection—

Bhanu_ Open security nhi.

Bhim_ Samajh gya.

Baldev_ Isse normal life chahiye.

Bhim_ Aur sach?

Baldev_ Sahi age per.

Bhim_ Kab?

Bhanu_ Jab ye samajh sake aur jab enemies kaa immediate threat kam ho.

Bhim ne tumhe dobara dekha.

Bhim_ Abhay kaa beta jinda hai…

Uske chehre per 2 saal me pahli baar ak chhoti si roshni aayi.

Lakin guilt khatam nhi hua.

Ulta aur badh gya.

Use laga—

Agar wo Abhay ke close contact me hota…

To shayad accident hota hi nhi.

Aur Prathvi ko apna naam chhupakar jeena naa padta.

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2008 me Dadaji ki kahani sunte hue me bilkul chup baitha tha.

Me_ Bhim Tauji ko abhi bhi guilt hai?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Me_ Wo mujhe ye sab khud kyun nhi batate?

Dadaji_ Kyunki wo tumhari aankho me Abhay ko dekhte hai.

Aur unhe lagta hai tum unse puchhoge—

“Jab mere Papa danger me the, tab aap kaha the?”

Me_ Me ye sawal puchunga.

Dadaji_ Puchna chahiye.

Ussi wakt room ke bahar kadmo ki aawaj aayi.

Door khula.

Safed kurta aur dark waistcoat pahne Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur andar aaye.

Unke baal ab kaafi safed ho chuke the.

Public meetings me unka chehra strong aur controlled dikhta tha.

Lakin uss room me wo State President nhi…

Apne chhote bhai kaa bada bhai lag rhe the.

Unhone mujhe dekha.

Bhim_ Pitaji ne sab bata dia?

Me_ Haa.

Bhim ne dheere se door band kia.

Wo mere samne wali chair per nhi baithe.

Wo seedha mere paas aaye aur mere samne ghutno per baith gye.

Bhim_ Jay—

Me_ Prathvi.

Bhim ki aankhe bhar aayi.

Bhim_ Haa.

Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur.

Room me gehri shanti thi.

Me_ Jab Papa ko dhamkiya mil rhi thi, tab aap kaha the?

Bhim ne najar nhi hatayi.

Bhim_ Dur tha.

Me_ Kyun?

Bhim_ Kyunki tere Papa ne kaha tha.

Me_ Aur aapne maan lia?

Bhim ki aawaj tut gyi.

Bhim_ Haa.

Yahi meri zindagi ki sabse badi galti thi.

Me_ Aap State President the.

Aapke paas power thi.

Bhim_ Thi.

Me_ Fir use use kyun nhi kia?

Bhim_ Kyunki Abhay apni pehchan khud banana chahta tha.

Wo nhi chahta tha ki koi bole Bhim Singh kaa bhai hone ki wajah se use protection, ticket ya power mil rhi hai.

Mene socha uski independence kaa respect kar rha hu.

Lakin sach ye hai—

Me uske lafdo se dur rha.

Usne kaha “Bhaiya, me handle kar lunga.”

Aur me har baar maan gya.

Mujhe nhi maanna chahiye tha.

Me_ Aapko pata tha situation serious hai?

Bhim_ Pura sach nhi.

Lakin itna pata tha ki uske business rivals hai.

Political enemies hai.

Family route incident hua.

Conference violence hua.

Mahadev missing hua.

Har baar mene pucha.

Har baar usne kaha “manage ho jayega.”

Me State President tha.

Lekin uske samne bus bada bhai tha.

Mujhe uska jawab accept nhi karna chahiye tha.

Mujhe uske ghar jana chahiye tha.

Uski sari files dekhni chahiye thi.

Uski security per force karna chahiye tha.

Use gussa hota to hone deta.

Kam se kam wo jinda hota.

Me_ Aap sure hai ki aap use bacha sakte the?

Bhim_ Nhi.

Isi baat kaa dard aur bada hai.

Ho sakta hai me kuchh bhi naa kar pata.

Lakin mene try bhi nhi kia.

Mene uski zid ko uska decision maan lia.

Bade bhai kaa farz decision maanna nhi hota…

Kabhi-kabhi uske against khada hona hota hai.

Bhim ki aankho se aansu girne lage.

Bhim_ Mene uski baat maan li.

Yahi meri galti thi.

Wo kehta rha—

“Apne lafdo se aapko dur rakhunga.”

Aur me dur raha.

Mujhe uska bada bhai bankar uski baat nhi maanni chahiye thi.

Me kuchh pal use dekhta rha.

Mere andar gussa bhi tha.

Dard bhi.

Aur ajeeb sa apnapan bhi.

Me_ Accident ke baad aapne killers ko pakda kyun nhi?

Bhim_ Koshish ki.

Special Investigation Team bani.

Wireless records.

Brake line.

Kaali Ghati barrier.

Fake PWD jeep.

Telephone exchange.

Sab investigate hua.

Lakin har direct link tak pahuchne se pahle aadmi gayab ho jata.

Bhaskar Rao.

Javed Ansari.

Brian Rodrigues.

Naseer Baig.

Mahadev.

Kuchh witnesses statement badal dete.

Kuchh records jal jate.

Kuchh officers transfer ho jate.

Michael, Salman aur Farooq ke against suspicion strong tha.

Lakin court me murder conspiracy prove karne layak direct chain incomplete thi.

Me_ Aapne political power use kyun nhi ki?

Bhim_ Arrest karwana easy hota.

Conviction nhi.

Aur agar mene bina proof power use ki hoti, to wo khud ko political victims dikhate.

Abhay aur Nimrit kaa sach revenge ke niche dab jata.

Me_ To aap chup ho gye?

Bhim_ Publicly.

Privately nhi.

12 saal se me iss case kaa picha kar rha hu.

Raghavan Iyer ke sath.

Retired investigators ke sath.

Purane bank records.

Transport routes.

Hotel registers.

Foreign travel entries.

Har missing aadmi kaa trail.

Me_ Kuchh mila?

Bhim ne Dadaji ki taraf dekha.

Fir apne waistcoat ke andar se ak purana envelope nikala.

Bhim_ 3 hafte pahle Goa ke ak church archive se Brian Rodrigues kaa purana sealed confession mila.

Me_ Church archive?

Bhim_ Brian darr gya tha.

Gayab hone se pahle usne ak priest ke paas sealed letter chhoda tha.

Instruction tha—

“Agar 10 saal tak me wapas naa aau, letter open karke Kunwar Bhim Singh Thakur ko bhej dena.”

Me_ Usme kyaa hai?

Bhim_ Usne accept kia hai ki forged complaint, Maria photographs aur rented offices me uska role tha.

Usne Javed Ansari kaa ak naya naam bhi likha hai.

Aur Bhaskar Rao ko payment kis account se hua, uska reference diya hai.

Me_ Kiske account se?

Bhim_ Michael, Salman ya Farooq ke direct account se nhi.

Ak charitable foundation se.

Foundation kaa naam tha—

Jan Kalyan Infrastructure Trust.

Me_ Kiska trust?

Bhim_ Publicly ak respected businessman aur social worker kaa.

Aisa aadmi jise Abhay apna supporter samajhta tha.

Me_ Mahadev ke baad dusra supporter?

Bhim_ Mahadev bus andar kaa informer tha.

Ye aadmi network ko political protection aur clean money route deta tha.

Dadaji_ Aur uska naam sunne ke baad tum samjhoge ki accident ke piche bus business rivalry nhi thi.

State-level political planning bhi thi.

Me_ Naam kyaa hai?

Bhim ne envelope mere samne table per rakh diya.

Usper Brian Rodrigues ki handwriting me likha tha—

“Final approval aur protection—D.R.”

Me_ D.R.?

Bhim_ Devendra Rathore.

Me_ Kon?

Bhim_ Dharmchand Patel kaa political guru.

Party kaa senior strategist.

Aur wo aadmi, jise tumhare Papa apne political supporters me sabse experienced aur trustworthy maante the.

Me_ Kyaa Dharmchand bhi involved tha?

Bhim_ Nhi.

Kam se kam abhi tak mile evidence me Dharmchand kaa involvement nhi.

Devendra Rathore ne Dharmchand aur Abhay dono kaa trust use kia.

Wo ruling party ke andar bhi tha.

Opposition businessmen ke sath bhi.

Aur government contracts kaa hidden commission network bhi control karta tha.

Me_ Kyaa wo Bhim Tauji ke under kaam karta tha?

Bhim_ Party structure me indirectly.

Lakin mene use kabhi personal aadmi nhi maana.

Wo alag factions ke bich connection banata tha.

Abhay use experienced supporter samajhta tha.

Mahadev ne pahle jis “dusre supporter” kaa hint diya tha…

Shayad wo Devendra Rathore hi tha.

Me_ Kyaa Devendra Rathore ab jinda hai?

Bhim_ Haa.

Aur aaj bhi politics me active hai.

Public ko lagta hai wo senior, respectable aur samajhdar leader hai.

Me_ To use arrest kyun nhi karte?

Bhim_ Brian kaa letter confession hai, final proof nhi.

Hume trust account, Bhaskar Rao payment aur accident operation ke bich direct financial link chahiye.

Dadaji_ Aur wo link mil sakta hai.

Me_ Kaha?

Bhim_ Mahadev Deshmukh ki missing third diary me.

Me_ Wo diary kaha hai?

Bhim_ Brian ke confession me ak line hai—

“Mahadev alive after disappearance. Last seen under new identity in Kathmandu route network.”

Me_ Mahadev jinda hai?

Bhim_ Ho sakta hai.

Agar wo jinda hai…

To wahi ak aadmi hai jo Michael, Salman, Farooq, Devendra Rathore aur Bhaskar Rao ko ak hi conspiracy me direct connect kar sakta hai.

Me_ Fir hum use dhundenge.

Bhim ne meri taraf dekha.

Bhim_ Ye investigation dangerous hai.

Me_ Mere Maa-Papa ko mara gya.

Mera naam chhin gya.

Mere bachpan ko jhooth bana dia gya.

Ab dangerous bolkar me chup nhi rahunga.

Bhim ki aankho me ak pal ke liye Abhay wali muskan aa gyi.

Bhim_ Bilkul apne baap jesa hai.

Dadaji_ Aur uski sabse badi galti bhi repeat mat karna.

Me_ Konsi?

Dadaji_ Sab kuchh akele handle karne ki.

Mene Bhim Tauji aur Dadaji dono ko dekha.

Me_ Iss baar me akela nhi rahunga.

Bhim ne table per rakha Brian kaa envelope meri taraf badha diya.

Bhim_ Fir kahani sunna ab khatam nhi hua, Prathvi.

Ab tumhe iske andar kaa sach padhna hoga.

Kyuki Brian Rodrigues ne confession ke last page per ak aur naam likha hai—

Aisa naam, jo accident wali car ke departure se sirf 12 minute pahle farmhouse ke outer gate register me enter hua tha.

Entry me purpose likha tha—

“Collector Madam ke liye confidential government file delivery.”

Aur visitor kaa naam tha—

Raghavan Iyer.

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Me_ Raghavan Iyer accident se 12 minute pahle farmhouse kyun aaye the?


Dadaji_ Kyunki wo tumhare pita ko bachane aaye the, Prathvi.

Me_ Lakin unhone kisi ko roka kyun nhi?

Dadaji_ Jab Raghavan farmhouse pahucha, Bhanu ke ghar se emergency call aa chuka tha.

Ghar me afra-tafri thi.

Car nikalne ki taiyari ho rhi thi.

Raghavan ke paas Road File 27-B ki ak confidential duplicate copy aur Mahadev ke warning records kaa hissa tha.

Wo Abhay se akele me baat karna chahta tha.

Gate register me entry karne ke baad use andar bheja gya.

Abhay usse verandah me mila.

Raghavan_ Aap iss wakt kahi ja rhe hai?

Abhay_ Bhanu Bhaiya kaa beta pani me gir gya hai.

Hospital ja rhe hai.

Raghavan_ Konsa route?

Abhay_ Abhi decide nhi.

Raghavan ne turant file Abhay ko di.

Raghavan_ Kaali Ghati Road use mat kijiye.

Abhay_ Hume already threat mila hai.

Raghavan_ Threat se jyada hai.

Road barrier fraud aur wireless movement ak hi network se connected ho sakte hai.

Aap pariwar ko ak hi car me mat le jaiye.

Abhay_ Situation emergency hai.

Raghavan_ security officer escort kaa wait kijiye.

Abhay_ Ak bachcha life aur death ke bich hai.

Me 40 minute wait nhi kar sakta.

Raghavan_ Fir kam se kam Bhim Singh ji ko call kijiye.

Abhay_ Unhe iss matter me involve nhi karunga.

Raghavan_ Aap har baar yahi kehte hai.

Abhay_ Kyunki ye meri ladaai hai.

Raghavan_ Ab sirf aapki nhi.

Aapki maa, wife aur beta bhi target ho sakte hai.

Abhay kuchh pal chup rha.

Ghar ke andar se Manjot ki aawaj aayi—

Manjot_ Abhay, jaldi karo!

Abhay ne Raghavan se file li aur kaha—

Abhay_ Aap ye file Pitaji ko personally dijiye.

Raghavan_ Aap khud kyun nhi rakh rhe?

Abhay_ Car me confidential file le jana safe nhi.

Aur ak aur kaam kijiye.

Tumhare pita apne study room me gye.

Desk ki drawer kholi.

Waha “Project Suraksha” naam kaa brown envelope rakha tha.

Usne envelope Raghavan ko diya.

Uss envelope per likha tha—

“Sirf Pitaji ke liye. Agar me wapas naa aau.”

Me_ Papa ko andaza tha ki wo wapas nhi aayenge?

Dadaji_ Unhe exact accident kaa pata nhi tha.

Lakin unhe feel ho gya tha ki danger bahut paas aa chuka hai.

Raghavan_ Ye kyaa hai?

Abhay_ Ak insurance.

Raghavan_ Kis chij kaa?

Abhay_ Sach kaa.

Agar me sham tak wapas aa jaun to envelope mujhe lauta dijiye.

Agar naa aaun…

To Pitaji ko dijiye.

Raghavan_ Aap mere sath rukiye.

security officer ko bulata hu.

Abhay_ Bhaiya kaa beta hospital me hai.

Me nhi ruk sakta.

Raghavan_ Fir akele mat jaiye.

Abhay_ Aaj me akela nhi hu.

Mera pariwar mere sath hai.

Raghavan ne sakht aawaj me kaha—

Raghavan_ Wahi sabse bada risk hai.

Abhay ne bus uski taraf dekha.

Fir kaha—

Abhay_ Agar mere sath kuchh hota hai, to mera beta bachega.

Raghavan_ Aap itne sure kese hai?

Abhay_ Sure nhi hu.

Bus umeed hai.

Raghavan_ Umeed security plan nhi hoti.

Abhay_ Kabhi-kabhi insaan ke paas wahi last chij hoti hai.

Tumhare pita ne Raghavan se hath milaya.

Abhay_ Pitaji ko envelope dena mat bhuliyega.

Aur Bhim Bhaiya ko tabhi involve karna, jab evidence safe ho.

Raghavan_ Aap khud unhe call kyun nhi karte?

Abhay_ Kyunki wo mere liye sab chhodkar aa jayenge.

Aur me nhi chahta meri ladaai unki political identity ko khatam kare.

Raghavan_ Ho sakta hai wo political identity se pahle aapke bhai ho.

Tumhare pita ne halka sa muskurakar jawab diya—

Abhay_ Isi liye unhe dur rakh rha hu.

Ye tumhare pita aur Raghavan Iyer ki last meeting thi.

Kuchh minute baad Raghavan farmhouse se nikal gya.

Aur 12 minute baad family car gate se bahar nikli.

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Accident ke baad Raghavan mujhe turant envelope nhi de saka.

security officer, media aur unknown logo se farmhouse ghira hua tha.

Use darr tha envelope kisi galat hath me naa chala jaye.

Usne use State Capital ke apne confidential record locker me rakha.

Accident ke 4 din baad wo raat me mujhse mila.

Usne envelope mere samne rakha.

Raghavan_ Ye Abhay ne accident se kuchh minute pahle diya tha.

Mere hath kaapne lage.

Mene seal dekhi.

Wo Abhay ki handwriting thi.

Mene envelope khola.

Andar 3 chije thi—

“Project Suraksha” ke selected pages.

Tumhari bachpan ki ak photograph.

Aur Abhay kaa handwritten letter.

Me_ Letter me kyaa likha tha?

Dadaji ne apne paas rakhe purane wooden box ko khola.

Andar ak yellow ho chuka folded paper tha.

Unhone use bahut sambhalkar mere samne rakha.

Dadaji_ Ye tumhare pita kaa letter hai.

Mene kaapte hatho se paper khola.

Usper likha tha—

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“Pitaji,

Agar aap ye letter padh rhe hai to shayad me khud sari baate explain karne ke liye present nhi hu.

Mene apni life me kai enemies banaye. Kuchh apne decisions ki wajah se, kuchh isliye kyunki mene unke galat kaam accept nhi kiye. Mene humesha socha me apni problems khud handle kar lunga. Ho sakta hai ye meri strength thi. Ho sakta hai meri sabse badi galti.

Agar mere sath kuchh hota hai, to sabse pahle mere pariwar ko protect kijiye. Nimrit, Maa aur mere bete ko.

Agar mera beta jinda rahe, to use bus mera naam aur property mat dijiye. Use sach samajhne layak banaiye.

Use strong banaiye, lakin gusse kaa gulam nhi.

Use politics samjhaiye, lakin power kaa bhooka nhi.

Use business samjhaiye, lakin paiso ke liye bikne wala nhi.

Use kanun samjhaiye, taki wo jaan sake ki badla aur insaaf me kyaa fark hota hai.

Agar meri aur mere pariwar ki maut natural naa ho, to mera beta bade hokar iska badla le.

Lakin khoon se nhi.

Sach se.

Evidence se.

Kanun se.

Un logo kaa naam duniya ke samne laakar, jinhone hamara pariwar khatam karne ki koshish ki.

Unki power, unka paisa aur unka jhootha samman chhin kar.

Unhe wahi saza dilakar, jisse wo saalo tak dusro ko bachne ke liye use karte rhe.

Mera beta meri adhuri ladaai complete kare.

Lakin meri galti repeat naa kare.

Wo akela naa lade.

Bhim Bhaiya se kahiye me unse help nhi mang saka, lakin mere bete ko unka sath chahiye hoga. Wo openly nhi to indirectly uske liye rasta safe rakhe.

Bhanu Bhaiya se kahiye agar wakt aaye to mere bete ko apne bete jesa rakhe. Mujhe pata hai wo kabhi use akela nhi chhodenge.

Aur Pitaji…

Aap use iss kabil banaiye ki jab sach uske samne aaye, wo bus roye nhi.

Wo khada ho.

Soch sake.

Sahi aur galat me fark kar sake.

Aur hamare liye insaaf lekar aaye.

Aapka beta,

Abhay.”

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Letter padhte-padhte meri aankho se aansu girne lage.

Me_ Papa ko pata tha Bhanu Tauji mujhe apne bete jesa rakhenge?

Dadaji_ Tumhare pita ko Bhanu per pura trust tha.

Unhe ye nhi pata tha ki Bhanu kaa adopted beta usi din mar jayega.

Unhe ye bhi nhi pata tha ki tumhe usi bachche ki identity milegi.

Lakin unhone apne letter me Bhanu kaa naam likha tha.

Shayad wo apne bhaiyo ko khud se jyada samajhte the.

Me_ Aur Bhim Tauji?

Dadaji_ Abhay ne unse puri zindagi direct support nhi manga.

Wo apni identity khud banana chahta tha.

Lakin apne last letter me bhi usne ye nhi kaha ki Bhim tumhari ladaai lade.

Usne kaha—

Bhim tumhe indirectly rasta de.

Me_ Kese?

Dadaji_ Bhim tumhare samne shield bankar nhi khada hoga.

Wo tumhari jagah decision nhi lega.

Wo apni political power se killers ko bina proof arrest bhi nhi karwayega.

Lakin—

Wo old records disappear nhi hone dega.

Honest officers ko transfer se bachayega.

Tumhare against planted cases kaa legal trail preserve karega.

Dushmano ko ye pata nhi lagne dega ki tum kis direction me investigation kar rhe ho.

Aur jab tumhare paas evidence hoga, tab kanuni institutions tak pahuchne kaa rasta khula rakhega.

Me_ Matlab wo meri help karenge, lakin meri ladaai khud nhi ladenge?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Kyuki ye Abhay ki last wish thi.

Tumhare Tau tumhe strong banayenge.

Lakin tumhare badle kaa credit ya bojh apne uper nhi lenge.

Bhanu ne tumhe 12 saal tak identity, ghar aur pita kaa pyar diya.

Usne apne dead bete kaa naam tumhari jaan bachane ke liye tumhe diya.

Usne tumhe public najar se protect kia.

Uske private contacts, estate resources aur trusted men aage bhi tumhare sath rahenge.

Bhim ne records, political intelligence aur investigation kaa hidden network preserve kia.

Wo tumhe sahi logo tak pahuchayega.

Lakin final decision…

Final risk…

Aur final sach duniya ke samne lana—

Ye tumhara kaam hoga.

Me_ Aapne mujhe bachpan me sach kyun nhi bataya?

Dadaji_ Kyunki tum ready nhi the.

Pahle tumhe normal bachpan dena tha.

Fir education.

Discipline.

History.

Kanun.

Politics.

Business records padhna.

Logo ke chehre aur words ke bich kaa fark samajhna.

Me_ Isliye aap mujhe files padhne dete the?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Tumhe lagta tha me tumhe bus family business sikha rha hu.

Lakin me tumhe patterns pahchanna sikha rha tha.

Kisi land document me forged entry kese pakadte hai.

Kisi newspaper story me source aur narrative kaa fark kyaa hota hai.

Political power aur legal authority same kyun nhi hoti.

Kisi aadmi kaa public chehra aur asli motive alag kese ho sakta hai.

Me_ Aur Bhanu Tauji mujhe self-defence aur driving kyun sikhate the?

Dadaji_ Taaki tum vulnerable naa raho.

Lakin tumhe kisi ko maarne ke liye nhi.

Apni jaan bachane ke liye.

Me_ Bhim Tauji mujhe political meetings me log observe karne kyun le jate the?

Dadaji_ Taaki tum samjho ki power kis tarah operate karti hai.

Kon stage per bolta hai.

Kon piche decision leta hai.

Kon loyal dikhayi deta hai.

Aur kon dono sides se benefit leta hai.

Me_ Aap sab mujhe iss din ke liye taiyar kar rhe the?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Lakin tumse tumhari marji nhi chhinna chahte the.

Abhay ki last wish thi ki tum sach jaanne layak bano.

Ye nhi ki tumhe force karke revenge ki aag me dhakel diya jaye.

Tum chaaho to normal life choose kar sakte ho.

Apni asli identity secret rakh sakte ho.

Apni education aur business per focus kar sakte ho.

Koi tumhe coward nhi kahega.

Me kuchh der chup rha.

Mere samne Papa kaa letter tha.

Maa kaa chehra meri yaado se jyada photographs me tha.

Dadi Manjot ki aawaj Dadaji ki kahaniyo me jinda thi.

Mohan, jiski dead body ko duniya ne meri body samjha.

Bhanu Tauji kaa beta Jay, jiska naam meri protection bana.

Aur mere pita Abhay…

Jinhone accident ke ak second pahle mujhe car se bahar fekkar jinda rakha.

Me_ Agar me ye ladaai choose karu, to kyaa mujhe sabko marna hoga?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Ye baat dhyan se suno, Prathvi.

Tumhare pita kaa “badla” khoon nhi tha.

Kisi ko gusse me maar dena easy hai.

Lakin pure network kaa sach prove karna difficult hai.

Salman Pathan ko bus goli maar di to wo victim ban jayega.

Michael D’Souza mar gya to uske records aur connections uske sath chale jayenge.

Farooq Mirza ko nuksan pahuchaya to uski jagah dusra aadmi aa jayega.

Devendra Rathore ko bina proof expose kia to wo political conspiracy bolkar bach jayega.

Asli badla hoga—

Unke documents saamne lana.

Unke hidden accounts prove karna.

Mahadev ko jinda dhundna.

Javed Ansari aur Bhaskar Rao kaa trail pakadna.

Mohan aur Shankar ki death ko official truth dilana.

Bhanu ke bete Jay ki hidden death kaa samman karna.

Aur duniya ko batana ki Kunwar Abhay Pratap Singh Thakur kaa pariwar accident me nhi mara tha.

Unhe planning ke sath khatam kia gya tha.

Me_ Aur jab evidence mil jayega?

Dadaji_ Tab kanun unhe saza dega.

Unka political protection tutega.

Unka business empire seize hoga.

Unka public samman khatam hoga.

Unhe har uss pariwar kaa jawab dena hoga, jise unhone paiso aur power se chup karwaya.

Ye tumhare pita kaa badla hoga.

Me_ Aur meri asli identity?

Dadaji_ Use bhi strategy ke sath reveal karna hoga.

Jab tak dushman tumhe Bhanu Pratap kaa beta Jay samajhte hai, tum unki najar me Abhay ki virasat nhi ho.

Ye tumhari sabse badi protection hai.

Lakin jis din tum duniya ke samne kahoge—

“Me Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur, Abhay aur Nimrit kaa beta hu…”

Uss din tumhare paas aisa evidence hona chahiye, jise koi government, party ya businessman daba naa sake.

Room kaa door dheere se khula.

Bhim Singh Thakur aur Bhanu Pratap andar aaye.

Bhanu ne mujhe dekha.

Uski aankho me darr tha—

Shayad use lag rha tha sach jaanne ke baad me use apna father maanna band kar dunga.

Me uske paas gya.

Me_ Aapne mera naam badla.

Bhanu_ Teri jaan bachane ke liye.

Me_ Aapne mujhe mera sach nhi bataya.

Bhanu_ Tujhe kho dene ke darr se.

Me_ Aapke asli bete kaa naam mene 12 saal use kia.

Bhanu ki aankho se aansu girne lage.

Bhanu_ Mera Jay mar gya tha.

Lakin mene kabhi tujhe uski jagah nhi maana.

Tu mere liye Prathvi bhi tha…

Aur mera beta bhi.

Bus duniya ke samne tujhe Jay kehna pada.

Mene Bhanu Tauji ko gale laga lia.

Me_ Aap mere Tau bhi hai.

Aur Papa bhi.

Bhanu ne mujhe majbooti se pakad lia.

Bhim thoda dur khada tha.

Me uski taraf muda.

Me_ Aur aap?

Bhim_ Me wo bada bhai hu jo tere pita ke wakt dur raha.

Lakin tere wakt wo galti repeat nhi karunga.

Me_ Directly meri ladaai nhi ladenge?

Bhim_ Nhi.

Abhay ki last wish kaa samman karunga.

Tujhe apni identity khud banani hai.

Lakin tujhe kabhi akela nhi chhodunga.

Tumhe lagega me dur hu.

Lakin jaha political deewar hogi, me usme rasta banaunga.

Jaha record gayab hone wala hoga, me copy bachaunga.

Jaha honest officer per pressure hoga, use khada rehne kaa moka dunga.

Aur jaha tum galat direction me jaoge—

Waha tumhe rokunga bhi.

Me_ Bhale hi me aapki baat naa manu?

Bhim ke chehre per halki muskan aayi.

Bhim_ Iss baar bada bhai chhote ki har baat nhi manega.

Dadaji apni chair se khade hue.

Unhone mere kandhe per hath rakha.

Dadaji_ 12 saal se hum tumhe bachate rhe.

Aaj tak tumhe lagta tha ki tum Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur ho.

Bhanu Pratap kaa beta.

Ak aisa bachcha jiske uncle aur family 1996 ke accident me mar gye the.

Lakin ab tum sach jante ho.

Tum Kunwar Abhay Pratap Singh Thakur aur Nimrit ke biological bete ho.

Tumhara janm naam—

Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur hai.

Jay tumhari dhal tha.

Prathvi tumhari pehchan hai.

Aur Abhay kaa beta hona tumhari responsibility.

Me_ Mujhe sabse pahle kyaa karna hoga?

Dadaji_ Gussa control.

Education complete.

Kanun aur records ki proper understanding.

Apne dushmano ko ye feel mat hone dena ki tum sach jaan chuke ho.

Publicly tum wahi 16 saal kaa Jay rahoge.

Andar se Prathvi taiyar hoga.

Bhim_ Devendra Rathore ab bhi powerful hai.

Michael, Salman aur Farooq apne businesses chala rhe hai.

Unhe lagta hai Abhay ki bloodline khatam ho chuki.

Bhanu_ Yahi tumhara advantage hai.

Dadaji_ Lakin ye game nhi hai.

Ak galti se tumhari identity expose ho sakti hai.

Tumhare sath khade logo ki jaan danger me aa sakti hai.

Isliye koi impulsive decision nhi.

Koi akela hero banne ki koshish nhi.

Koi bina evidence confrontation nhi.

Me_ Papa ne bhi yahi galti ki thi.

Dadaji_ Haa.

Tumhe unki himmat leni hai.

Unki galti nhi.

Mene Papa kaa letter fold kia aur apne hath me pakad lia.

Me_ Me promise karta hu…

Me unki maut kaa badla lunga.

Lakin un logo jesa bankar nhi.

Unhe mar kar nhi.

Unka sach duniya ke samne laakar.

Unke network ko kanun ke samne todkar.

Maa, Papa, Dadi, Shankar kaka, Mohan…

Aur asli Jay ko insaaf dilakar.

Bhim ne mera kandha pakda.

Bhim_ Abhay ko tujhper garv hota.

Bhanu_ Nimrit ko bhi.

Dadaji ki aankho me aansu the, lakin iss baar unke chehre per dard ke sath satisfaction bhi tha.

Dadaji_ Mene Abhay se promise kia tha ki uske bete ko iss kabil banaunga ki wo sach jaanne ke baad tutega nhi.

Khada hoga.

Aaj mera wo promise pura hua.

Lakin tumhari journey ab start huyi hai.

Dadaji mere bilkul samne aaye.

Unhone pahli baar mujhe mere dono naamo se pukara—

Dadaji_ Ab tum sach jaan chuke ho.

Aage ke liye khud ko taiyar karo…

Jay urf Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur.

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Dadaji ne Abhay kaa letter wapas wooden box me rakha.


Lakin box band karne se pahle unhone uske niche se ak purani kaali cover wali notebook nikali.

Notebook per koi naam nhi tha.

Bus corner per Abhay ki handwriting me likha tha—

“29 — kisi ko nhi dikhana.”

Me_ Ye kyaa hai?

Dadaji_ Tumhare pita kaa ak aur sach.

Aisa sach, jise jankar shayad tumhari najar me unki image badal jaye.

Me_ Political secret?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Personal.

Tumhare pita bahadur the, intelligent the aur Nimrit se sachcha pyar bhi karte the.

Lakin wo perfect aadmi nhi the.

Unki ak bahut badi kamzori thi—

Unki life me Nimrit ke alawa aur bhi kai mahilaye rhi.

Me_ Kitni?

Dadaji_ Untees.

29.

Me_ Maa ko pata tha?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Aftab, Bhim, Bhanu, Manjot… kisi ko nhi.

Sirf mujhe iss notebook kaa pata tha.

Age 16 aur 17 wale sambandh bus teenage attraction aur emotional attachments the.

Adult relations uske 18 saal kaa hone ke baad ke the.

Kuchh Nimrit se pahle.

Aur kuchh uski shaadi ke baad bhi.

Me_ Aapne Maa ko kyun nhi bataya?

Dadaji_ Iska jawab baad me dunga.

Pahle tumhe naam jaanne chahiye, taki tum apne pita ko naa devta samjho, naa pura shaitan.

Wo ak complicated insaan the.

Dadaji ne notebook kholi.

Har naam ke samne date, code aur 2-3 lines likhi thi.

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1. Harleen Kaur — “H”

Abhay ki age 16.

Manjot ke Sikh pariwar ke ak purane dost ki beti.

college holidays me milte the.

Bus letters aur innocent teenage attachment.

Family ko transfer milne ke baad relation khatam.

2. Sonal Mehta — “Library Girl”

Age 16–17.

Abhay ke college library group me thi.

Sonal baad me Dharmchand Patel ke election campaign me volunteer bani, lakin dono ne past kaa kabhi zikra nhi kia.

3. Ritu Sharma — “Red Ribbon”

Age 17.

College admission coaching me mili.

Ritu, later Rajput Construction ke ak junior engineer ki elder sister nikli.

Relation kuchh mahino kaa tha aur family pressure se khatam hua.

Dadaji_ Ye pahle 3 bus teenage romantic attachments the.

Iske baad Abhay adult ho chuka tha.

4. Nasreen Qureshi — “N.Q.”

Aftab ki distant cousin.

Abhay aur Nasreen ki mulaqat Aftab ke ghar ke ak family function me huyi.

Aftab ko kabhi pata nhi chala.

Relation short tha, kyunki Nasreen ki engagement kahi aur ho gyi.

5. Meera Joshi — “Stage”

College theatre group ki actress.

Baad me Mahadev Deshmukh ke political cultural wing ke sath kaam karne lagi.

Meera ke through Mahadev ne Abhay ke purane college circle ki information collect ki thi, lakin use Abhay-Mahadev conflict kaa sach nhi pata tha.

6. Sameera Khan — “Transport House”

Salman Pathan ki maternal cousin.

Abhay ko uss wakt Salman se koi major rivalry nhi thi.

Relation family business meeting ke through start hua aur Salman ko pata chalne se pahle khatam ho gya.

Dadaji_ Salman ko baad me kuchh andaza hua tha, lakin complete proof kabhi nhi mila.

7. Teresa Pereira — “T.P.”

Anthony Pereira ki younger sister.

Legal documentation office me mulaqat huyi.

Teresa ne Abhay ko Anthony ke questionable record-handling ke bare me ak early warning di thi.

Relation isi wajah se emotional closeness me badla, fir Teresa city chhodkar chali gyi.

8. Shalini Deshmukh — “S.D.”

Mahadev Deshmukh ki cousin.

Political youth seminar me mili.

Mahadev ko iss relation kaa pata nhi tha.

Shalini ne baad me Abhay ko Mahadev ke ambitious nature ke bare me warn kia tha.

9. Radhika Patel — “Ahmedabad”

Dharmchand Patel ke extended pariwar se.

Dharmchand ki direct sister nhi, lakin uski distant cousin.

Abhay aur Radhika kaa relation Gujarati political-business circle ke visits ke dauran hua.

Dharmchand ko kabhi pata nhi chala.

10. Zoya Mirza — “Z”

Farooq Mirza ke elder business partner ki beti.

Farooq use apni family jesa maanta tha.

Zoya ne Abhay ko luxury land deals aur hotel-network ke kuchh internal tarike samjhaye.

Relation mutual tha, lakin Zoya foreign studies ke liye chali gyi.

11. Kavitha Menon — “South File”

Raghavan Iyer ke ak old colleague ki niece.

Administrative-law seminar me mili.

Kavitha ne Abhay ko government file movement aur record preservation me interest develop karwaya.

Isi se baad me “Project Suraksha” jesi thinking strong huyi.

12. Rebecca D’Souza — “Reporter”

Haa, wahi Rebecca.

Nimrit se Abhay ki serious love story start hone se pahle dono ke bich short romantic relation tha.

Rebecca ambitious thi aur Abhay emotionally inconsistent.

Relation bitter ending per khatam hua.

Dadaji_ Rebecca ne later fake stories me role nibhaya, lakin har chij bus iss old relation kaa revenge nhi thi.

Usper Michael aur career ambition kaa bhi influence tha.

13. Alina Fernandes — “A.F.”

Maria Fernandes ki elder cousin.

Maria ko iss relation kaa pata nhi tha.

Alina social-work training me Abhay se mili.

Uske through Abhay ko women literacy aur welfare trust kaa original idea mila.

Relation shaadi se pahle khatam hua.

14. Pooja Tiwari — “Accounts”

Rajput Construction ke missing junior accounts officer Prakash Tiwari ki elder sister.

Pooja aur Abhay kaa relation company start hone ke early months me hua.

Baad me Prakash ki financial problem aur disappearance ne iss old connection ko suspicious banaya, lakin Pooja conspiracy me involved nhi thi.

15. Farah Ansari — “J.A. Link”

Javed Ansari ki estranged elder sister.

Abhay ko uss wakt pata nhi tha ki Farah aur Javed related hai.

Relation khatam hone ke baad Farah ne Abhay ko bus itna warn kia tha—

“Mera bhai documents aur identities kaa galat use karta hai.”

Abhay ne warning ko properly follow nhi kia.

16. Nandita Rao — “Wireless”

Bhaskar Rao ki separated wife ki younger cousin.

Ak political event me mili.

Nandita ke through Abhay ne pahli baar Bhaskar Rao kaa naam suna tha.

Relation chhota tha, lakin notebook me Abhay ne likha—

“Is family ke government contacts bahut deep hai.”

17. Anjali Rathore — “D.R. House”

Devendra Rathore ke ak close relative ki widowed niece.

Devendra ne hi political dinner me introduction karwaya tha.

Usse pata tha Abhay aur Anjali close ho rhe hai.

Dadaji_ Ho sakta hai Devendra ne jaan-bujhkar ye relation encourage kia ho, taki Abhay ki private weakness samajh sake.

Ye Abhay ki shaadi se pahle kaa last major relation tha.

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Me_ Fir Maa se shaadi ho gyi.

Dadaji_ Haa.

1990 me Nimrit se shaadi ke baad Abhay ne notebook me likha tha—

“Ab sab band.”

Lakin wo apne promise per completely tik nhi saka.

Shaadi ke baad ke relations uski sabse badi galti the.

18. Dr. Leena Kapoor — “Clinic”

Ak private doctor, jo Manjot ke angina treatment wale hospital me thi.

Relation emotional support se start hua.

Bahut short tha.

Leena ne khud relation end kia aur kaha—

“Tum apni wife se pyar karte ho. Apni kamzori ko love mat bolo.”

19. Saira Baig — “Registrar”

Naseer Baig ki former wife.

Naseer aur Abhay ke conflicts se pahle mulaqat huyi.

Saira ne shell companies aur forged directors ke bare me kuchh information di.

Relation kuchh meetings tak chala, fir Saira city chhod gyi.

20. Monica D’Souza — “Hotel Room 4”

Michael D’Souza ke hotel group ki former events manager.

Michael ki family member nhi.

Monica ne Abhay ko hotel meetings aur hidden political gatherings ki information di.

Dono kaa relation secrecy aur information-sharing ke bich develop hua.

Baad me Monica ko job chhodni padi.

21. Parveen Sheikh — “Warehouse”

Devgarh ration investigation se judi ak warehouse supervisor ki divorced sister.

Nimrit ki posting ke dauran Abhay Devgarh visits per usse mila.

Relation bahut short tha.

Notebook me Abhay ne khud likha—

“Ye Nimrit ke sath sabse bada dhokha tha.”

22. Lata Nair — “Southern Freight”

Suresh Nair ki company me accounts consultant.

Lata ne Southern Freight ke suspicious payments kaa hint Abhay ko diya tha.

Relation investigation aur personal closeness ke bich mix ho gya.

Baad me Lata bina inform kiye Kerala chali gyi.

23. Rehana Siddiqui — “Trust Centre”

Rajput Public Welfare Trust ke ak women education centre ki coordinator.

Maria Fernandes ke under indirectly kaam karti thi.

Maria ko relation kaa pata nhi tha.

Rehana ne khud resign kar diya, kyunki use guilt tha ki wo Nimrit kaa trust tod rhi hai.

24. Sunita Pawar — “Garage”

Trusted garage me office records sambhalti thi.

Fake mechanic “Ramesh Pawar” se iska koi blood relation prove nhi hua, lakin same surname ne later confusion create kia.

Sunita ne family cars ke maintenance records me kuchh missing entries Abhay ko batayi thi.

Relation kuchh mahine chala.

25. Madhavi Kulkarni — “Press File”

Ak regional magazine ki editor.

Rebecca ke professional circle me thi.

Madhavi ne Maria scandal ke uncropped photographs Abhay tak pahuchane me secretly help ki.

Relation emotional gratitude se start hua aur jaldi end ho gya.

26. Yasmin Mirza — “Resort”

Farooq Mirza ki distant cousin aur resort-design consultant.

Zoya Mirza se alag mahila.

Yasmin ne fake Gram Sabha aur community-land route ke bare me indirect clues diye.

Relation ko Farooq ne kabhi discover nhi kia.

27. Grace Pereira — “Archive”

Anthony Pereira ke cousin ki widow.

Pereira Legal Documentation Services ke old archive ko manage karti thi.

Usne Bhanu aur Aftab ke signature-record copies missing hone ki early information Abhay ko di.

Grace se Abhay kaa relation 1995 ke start me hua.

Dadaji_ Ye relation dangerous tha, kyunki Grace ke through Abhay direct conspiracy records ke close pahuch rha tha.

28. Ira Sen — “Collector Press”

Nimrit ke Collector appointment period me ak independent political columnist.

Ira Abhay ki public image per profile likh rhi thi.

Interview meetings personal relation me badal gyi.

Ira ne kuchh mahino baad relation end kar diya aur article publish bhi nhi kia.

Usne notebook me likha hua ak sentence Abhay ko wapas quote kia—

“Tum sach collect karte ho, lakin apna sach sabse chhupate ho.”

29. Code Name: “V”

Me_ Naam kyun nhi hai?

Dadaji_ Last entry me Abhay ne asli naam nhi likha.

Bus “V”.

Relation January 1996 se uski death ke kuchh din pahle tak chala.

Notebook me likha tha—

“V ko Road File 27-B kaa sach pata hai.”

“V ne kaha wireless branch compromised hai.”

“V mujhe Bhim Bhaiya ko inform karne ko keh rhi hai.”

“V per trust karna chahta hu, lakin iska connection D.R. se bhi hai.”

Me_ V kon thi?

Dadaji_ Mujhe bhi pakka nhi pata.

Possible connections 3 the—

Devendra Rathore ki private political secretary Vasundhara.

Bhaskar Rao ke office ki wireless analyst Vidya.

Ya Michael D’Souza ke hotel network ki legal consultant Veronica.

Abhay ne last page faad diya tha.

Asli naam shayad wahi likha tha.

Me_ Kyaa V accident conspiracy me thi?

Dadaji_ Ho sakta hai wo Abhay ko warn kar rhi thi.

Ho sakta hai use manipulate kar rhi thi.

Ya dono.

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Mene notebook band kar di.

Me_ Papa Maa se pyar karte the?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Lakin kisi se pyar karna insaan ko automatically loyal nhi bana deta.

Abhay Nimrit se genuinely pyar karta tha.

Uske career, dreams aur safety ke liye ladta tha.

Lakin apni iss kamzori ko wo control nhi kar saka.

Ye uska betrayal tha.

Uski galti thi.

Isse defend nhi kia ja sakta.

Me_ Aapko sab kese pata chala?

Dadaji_ 1988 me mene use pahli baar notebook likhte dekh lia tha.

Usne mujhse promise lia ki me kisi ko nhi bataunga.

Mene use samjhaya, danta aur shaadi ke baad notebook jalane ko kaha.

Usne kaha sab khatam kar dega.

Lakin relations completely band nhi hue.

Me_ Aapne Maa ko bataya kyun nhi?

Dadaji_ Mujhe laga Abhay khud sudhar jayega.

Fir Nimrit ki pregnancy.

Tumhara janm.

Dushmano kaa pressure.

Har baar mene sach batane kaa decision delay kia.

Ye meri bhi galti thi.

Me_ Kyaa iss book kaa accident conspiracy se connection hai?

Dadaji_ Directly shayad nhi.

Lakin 29 mahilao me se kai ke paas Abhay ki meetings, routes, emotions aur private habits ki information thi.

Unme se jyadatar innocent thi.

Kuchh ne use warnings di.

Kuchh ko network ne unknowingly use kia.

Aur ho sakta hai unteesvi mahila “V” final conspiracy ki sabse important witness ho.

Me_ Aap mujhe ye sab ab kyun bata rhe hai?

Dadaji_ Kyunki tum apne pita kaa badla lene ja rhe ho.

Tumhe unki sirf heroic image nhi pata honi chahiye.

Dushman iss book kaa use tumhe emotionally todne ke liye kar sakte hai.

Wo kahenge—

“Jis aadmi ke liye tum lad rhe ho, wo apni wife se loyal nhi tha.”

Tumhe pahle se jawab pata hona chahiye.

Abhay perfect nhi tha.

Usne Nimrit se bahut bada sach chhupaya.

Lakin uski galti se uski murder conspiracy sahi nhi ho jati.

Aur uski bravery uske betrayal ko mita bhi nhi deti.

Dono sach ak sath exist karte hai.

Me_ Maa ko kabhi pata nhi chala?

Dadaji_ Jitna me janta hu, nhi.

Ho sakta hai use kabhi kuchh andaza hua ho.

Lakin exact number 29 aur ye notebook bus Abhay aur mujhe pata thi.

Ab ab tum teesre insaan ho.

Mene notebook apne hath me li.

Me_ Ye book mere paas rahegi?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Abhi nhi.

Isme jinda logo ke naam hai.

Political aur personal consequences hai.

Tumhe bus unke naam aur connections pata hone chahiye.

Original book mere secret locker me rahegi.

Jab tum “V” ko dhundne ke liye ready hoge, tab last pages tumhe milenge.

Me_ Ab me Papa ko kese dekhu?

Dadaji_ Jese wo the.

Naa bus hero.

Naa bus bewafa husband.

Ak bahadur, intelligent, pyar karne wala…

Lakin deeply flawed insaan.

Aur Prathvi—

Apne pita ki himmat lena.

Unki secret life aur unki galtiya repeat mat karna.

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Mene Abhay ki secret notebook table per rakh di.


Me_ Kyaa Papa hi pariwar me aise the?

Dadaji ne gahri saans li.

Dadaji_ Nhi, Prathvi.

Sach ye hai ki hamare khandan ke jyadatar mardo ne apni life me ak se jyada mahilao se sambhandh rakhe.

Biwi kanooni roop se ak hoti thi…

Lakin secret sambhandh kai hote the.

Kuchh bus kuchh dino ke.

Kuchh mahino ke.

Aur kuchh saalo tak chalte rhe.

Me_ Ye khandan ki parampara thi?

Dadaji_ Parampara kehna galat hoga.

Ye ak kamzori thi, jise har generation ne apne tarike se normal samajh lia.

Mere Pitaji ke total 16 sambandh the.

Meri maa mere bahut chhote hone per hi chal basi thi.

Unki death ke baad Pitaji akela ho gye.

Kuchh mahilao se unka emotional relation bana.

Kuchh temporary attraction the.

Kuchh relations kaafi lambe chale.

Me_ Aapko pata tha?

Dadaji_ Bada hone ke baad pata chala.

Unhone kabhi dusri shaadi nhi ki.

Lakin unki life me ak hi mahila nhi rhi.

Me_ Aur Bhim Tauji?

Dadaji_ Bhim ne total 25 per stop kia.

Me_ Pachchis?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Kuchh relations politics se pahle ke.

Kuchh political life me.

Kuchh aise bhi, jinka sach saamne aaye to kai purane dost tut jayenge.

Me_ Kiske sath?

Dadaji_ Bhim ke 2 sabse khas dost hai—

Dinesh aur Afzal.

Bhim kaa secret sambandh Dinesh ki wife se bhi rha hai…

Aur Afzal ki wife se bhi.

Me_ Unke dosto ko pata hai?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Aur ye dono relations aaj bhi completely khatam nhi hue.

Sab adult the aur apni marji se relation me aaye.

Lakin apni marji betrayal ko sahi nhi bana deti.

Unke husbands se sach chhupaya gya.

Isliye Bhim kaa ye personal sach uske political guilt se alag, lakin utna hi dangerous hai.

Me_ Bhanu Papa?

Dadaji_ Bhanu sabse controlled rha.

Uske total 5 sambandh rhe.

Usne kabhi unhe achievement nhi maana.

Apne adopted bete ki death aur tumhari responsibility ke baad usne apni purani secret life completely band kar di.

Me_ Aur aap?

Dadaji kuchh pal chup rhe.

Dadaji_ Mere bare me tumhe kabhi aur bataunga.

Aaj baat tumhari hai.

Me_ Meri?

Dadaji chair se uthkar mere paas aaye.

Dadaji_ Tumhare pardada ke 16.

Tumhare Tau Bhim ke 25.

Bhanu ke 5.

Tumhare pita Abhay ke 29.

Lakin tum…

Tumhe 100 affairs karne hai.

Me unki taraf dekhta reh gya.

Me_ Kyaa?

Dadaji_ Tumhara challenge hai—

100 mahilaye.

Aur sath me apne father, mother, Dadi aur pure pariwar ki maut kaa badla.

Me_ Aap serious hai?

Dadaji_ Bilkul.

Me_ Aapne abhi kaha ye sab pariwar ki kamzori thi.

Fir aap mujhe wahi repeat karne ko kyun keh rhe hai?

Dadaji_ Kyunki me dekhna chahta hu ki tum bus numbers sunoge…

Ya unke piche kaa sach samjhoge.

Me_ Mahilaye number nhi hoti.

Dadaji chupchap mujhe dekhte rhe.

Me_ Papa ne 29 relations rakhe.

Isse unki bravery sach se jhooth nhi ho jati.

Lakin unka betrayal bhi chhota nhi ho jata.

Bhim Tauji ke 25 relations unhe strong politician prove nhi karte.

Aur Dinesh aur Afzal ki wives ke sath ongoing relation unki success nhi…

Unke dosto ke trust kaa dhokha hai.

Dadaji ke chehre per halki muskan aayi.

Me_ Me 100 affairs nhi karunga.

Dadaji_ Fir challenge reject?

Me_ Nhi.

Me challenge badalunga.

Me 100 mahilao ko apni secret list kaa number nhi banaunga.

Me 100 sach saamne launga.

100 jhoothe records todunga.

100 aise logo ko justice dilane ki koshish karunga, jinka haq in businessmen aur political networks ne chhina.

Aur jis mahila se relation rakhunga, use sach ke sath rakhunga.

Secret competition ke roop me nhi.

Dadaji_ Aur pariwar kaa badla?

Me_ Wo bhi lunga.

Lakin Papa ki himmat lekar.

Unki bewafai nhi.

Bhim Tauji ki political understanding lekar.

Unke dosto kaa trust todne wali aadat nhi.

Bhanu Papa kaa protection aur loyalty lekar.

Unki purani galtiya nhi.

Dadaji ne mere kandhe per hath rakha.

Dadaji_ Yahi jawab sunna chahta tha.

Me_ To 100 affairs wala challenge test tha?

Dadaji_ Challenge real tha.

Lakin usse accept kese karna hai, ye tumhare character kaa test tha.

Hamare khandan ke mardo ne aksar sambandho ki ginti badhayi.

Tumhe unki galtiyo se uper uthna hai.

Tumhara number 100 hoga—

Lakin mahilao kaa nhi.

100 sach.

100 saboot.

100 kadam insaaf ki taraf.

Me_ Aur jab sare responsible log pakde jayenge?

Dadaji_ Tab tum decide karna ki tum Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur bankar jeena chahte ho…

Ya duniya ke samne khade hokar kehna chahte ho—

“Me Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur hu.”

Me_ Me dono hu.

Jay ne mujhe bachaya.

Prathvi mujhe badla dilayega.

Dadaji_ Fir yaad rakho—

Apne pita kaa adhura mission pura karna.

Apne pariwar ki maut kaa badla lena.

Lakin apne khandan ki har galti ko virasat samajhkar accept mat karna.

Virasat me khoon milta hai…

Character khud banana padta hai.

Mene kaali notebook dobara band kar di.

Me_ Papa kaa sach mujhe weak nhi karega.

Dadaji_ Kyaa karega?

Me_ Mujhe careful banayega.

Me unhe devta samajhkar badla nhi lunga.

Me unhe ak flawed insaan samajhkar insaaf dilaunga.

Dadaji ne sir hilaya.

Dadaji_ Ab tum sach me taiyar hona start ho gye ho…

Jay urf Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur.

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Mene Abhay ki secret notebook table per rakh di.


Me_ Kyaa Papa hi pariwar me aise the?

Dadaji ne gahri saans li.

Dadaji_ Nhi, Prathvi.

Sach ye hai ki hamare khandan ke jyadatar mardo ne apni life me ak se jyada mahilao se sambhandh rakhe.

Biwi kanooni roop se ak hoti thi…

Lakin secret sambhandh kai hote the.

Kuchh bus kuchh dino ke.

Kuchh mahino ke.

Aur kuchh saalo tak chalte rhe.

Me_ Ye khandan ki parampara thi?

Dadaji_ Parampara kehna galat hoga.

Ye ak kamzori thi, jise har generation ne apne tarike se normal samajh lia.

Mere Pitaji ke total 16 sambandh the.

Meri maa mere bahut chhote hone per hi chal basi thi.

Unki death ke baad Pitaji akela ho gye.

Kuchh mahilao se unka emotional relation bana.

Kuchh temporary attraction the.

Kuchh relations kaafi lambe chale.

Me_ Aapko pata tha?

Dadaji_ Bada hone ke baad pata chala.

Unhone kabhi dusri shaadi nhi ki.

Lakin unki life me ak hi mahila nhi rhi.

Me_ Aur Bhim Tauji?

Dadaji_ Bhim ne total 25 per stop kia.

Me_ Pachchis?

Dadaji_ Haa.

Kuchh relations politics se pahle ke.

Kuchh political life me.

Kuchh aise bhi, jinka sach saamne aaye to kai purane dost tut jayenge.

Me_ Kiske sath?

Dadaji_ Bhim ke 2 sabse khas dost hai—

Dinesh aur Afzal.

Bhim kaa secret sambandh Dinesh ki wife se bhi rha hai…

Aur Afzal ki wife se bhi.

Me_ Unke dosto ko pata hai?

Dadaji_ Nhi.

Aur ye dono relations aaj bhi completely khatam nhi hue.

Sab adult the aur apni marji se relation me aaye.

Lakin apni marji betrayal ko sahi nhi bana deti.

Unke husbands se sach chhupaya gya.

Isliye Bhim kaa ye personal sach uske political guilt se alag, lakin utna hi dangerous hai.

Me_ Bhanu Papa?

Dadaji_ Bhanu sabse controlled rha.

Uske total 5 sambandh rhe.

Usne kabhi unhe achievement nhi maana.

Apne adopted bete ki death aur tumhari responsibility ke baad usne apni purani secret life completely band kar di.

Me_ Aur aap?

Dadaji kuchh pal chup rhe.

Dadaji_ Mere bare me tumhe kabhi aur bataunga.

Aaj baat tumhari hai.

Me_ Meri?

Dadaji chair se uthkar mere paas aaye.

Dadaji_ Tumhare pardada ke 16.

Tumhare Tau Bhim ke 25.

Bhanu ke 5.

Tumhare pita Abhay ke 29.

Lakin tum…

Tumhe 100 affairs karne hai.

Me unki taraf dekhta reh gya.

Me_ Kyaa?

Dadaji_ Tumhara challenge hai—

100 mahilaye.

Aur sath me apne father, mother, Dadi aur pure pariwar ki maut kaa badla.

Me_ Aap serious hai?

Dadaji_ Bilkul.

Me_ Aapne abhi kaha ye sab pariwar ki kamzori thi.

Fir aap mujhe wahi repeat karne ko kyun keh rhe hai?

Dadaji_ Kyunki me dekhna chahta hu ki tum bus numbers sunoge…

Ya unke piche kaa sach samjhoge.

Me_ Mahilaye number nhi hoti.

Dadaji chupchap mujhe dekhte rhe.

Me_ Papa ne 29 relations rakhe.

Isse unki bravery sach se jhooth nhi ho jati.

Lakin unka betrayal bhi chhota nhi ho jata.

Bhim Tauji ke 25 relations unhe strong politician prove nhi karte.

Aur Dinesh aur Afzal ki wives ke sath ongoing relation unki success nhi…

Unke dosto ke trust kaa dhokha hai.

Dadaji ke chehre per halki muskan aayi.

Me_ Me 100 affairs nhi karunga.

Dadaji_ Fir challenge reject?

Me_ Nhi.

Me challenge badalunga.

Me 100 mahilao ko apni secret list kaa number nhi banaunga.

Me 100 sach saamne launga.

100 jhoothe records todunga.

100 aise logo ko justice dilane ki koshish karunga, jinka haq in businessmen aur political networks ne chhina.

Aur jis mahila se relation rakhunga, use sach ke sath rakhunga.

Secret competition ke roop me nhi.

Dadaji_ Aur pariwar kaa badla?

Me_ Wo bhi lunga.

Lakin Papa ki himmat lekar.

Unki bewafai nhi.

Bhim Tauji ki political understanding lekar.

Unke dosto kaa trust todne wali aadat nhi.

Bhanu Papa kaa protection aur loyalty lekar.

Unki purani galtiya nhi.

Dadaji ne mere kandhe per hath rakha.

Dadaji_ Yahi jawab sunna chahta tha.

Me_ To 100 affairs wala challenge test tha?

Dadaji_ Challenge real tha.

Lakin usse accept kese karna hai, ye tumhare character kaa test tha.

Hamare khandan ke mardo ne aksar sambandho ki ginti badhayi.

Tumhe unki galtiyo se uper uthna hai.

Tumhara number 100 hoga—

Lakin mahilao kaa nhi.

100 sach.

100 saboot.

100 kadam insaaf ki taraf.

Me_ Aur jab sare responsible log pakde jayenge?

Dadaji_ Tab tum decide karna ki tum Kunwar Jay Singh Thakur bankar jeena chahte ho…

Ya duniya ke samne khade hokar kehna chahte ho—

“Me Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur hu.”

Me_ Me dono hu.

Jay ne mujhe bachaya.

Prathvi mujhe badla dilayega.

Dadaji_ Fir yaad rakho—

Apne pita kaa adhura mission pura karna.

Apne pariwar ki maut kaa badla lena.

Lakin apne khandan ki har galti ko virasat samajhkar accept mat karna.

Virasat me khoon milta hai…

Character khud banana padta hai.

Mene kaali notebook dobara band kar di.

Me_ Papa kaa sach mujhe weak nhi karega.

Dadaji_ Kyaa karega?

Me_ Mujhe careful banayega.

Me unhe devta samajhkar badla nhi lunga.

Me unhe ak flawed insaan samajhkar insaaf dilaunga.

Dadaji ne sir hilaya.

Dadaji_ Ab tum sach me taiyar hona start ho gye ho…

Jay urf Kunwar Prathvi Singh Thakur.

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Ab aage

Dadaji_Jay kyaa tum sirf apne pita Abhay kaa badla loge, apne dada or vartman ke pita Bhanu kaa badla nhi loge?

Me_ Apka badla or Bhanu papa kaa badla, ye kyaa story hai dadaji?

Dqdaji_ Pahle tum bhanu ki story suno...

Doston Dadaji aaj subah se mujhe kahani suna rhe the..or ab dhoop dhalne lagi thi. Khet ke kinaare ek bada sa purana neem ka ped tha. Uski mazboot shaakhon se ek khatia bandhi hui thi, jo halki-halki hawa ke saath dheere se hil rahi thi.

Me, Dadaji ke paas baitha tha. Door tak hari fasal faili hui thi. Hawa mein mitti aur geeli ghaas ki khushboo thi.

Dadaji kuch der chup rahe… phir dheemi awaaz mein bole—

Dadaji:
“Tumhare Bhanu papa… college khatam karne ke baad kuch samay ke liye shehar ke ek bank mein job karte the. Wahi unki mulaqat Divyanka Tripathi se hui thi.”

Me chupchaap sunta raha.

Dadaji:
“Dono ki dosti hui… phir dheere-dheere woh dosti pyaar mein badal gayi. Rishta itna gehra ho gaya tha ki baat shaadi tak pahunch gayi thi.”

Dadaji ki nazar saamne kheton par tik gayi.

Dadaji:
“Lekin Jay… shaadi se bilkul pehle Divyanka ne tumhare Bhanu papa ko dhokha de diya.”

Mere chehre par hairani aa gayi.

Jay:
“Dhokha?”

Dadaji ne dheere se sir hilaya.

Dadaji:
“Haan. Woh kisi aur ladke ke saath chali gayi aur usse shaadi kar li.” Wo ak musalim ladka thaa..

Kuch pal ke liye sirf hawa mein ped ke patton ki awaaz sunai di.

Dadaji:
“Jab woh ghar se gayi, uske gharwale seedhe tumhare Bhanu papa ke room par aaye. Tab Bhanu ko pata chala ki woh kisi aur ke saath chali gayi hai.”

Dadaji ki awaaz mein dard tha.

Dadaji:
“Tumhare Bhanu papa andar se poori tarah toot gaye the, Jay. Jis ladki ke saath woh apni poori zindagi dekh raha tha… usne ek pal mein sab khatam kar diya.”
Uska asar uski physical or mental health per aisaa hua ki uske sperm count low ho gye or jisse usko recover hone me salo lage, Jay..

Mene dheere se poocha—

Jay:
“Phir Bhanu Papa kaise sambhale?”

Dadaji ke chehre par halki si udaasi bhari muskaan aayi.

Dadaji:
“Humne tumhare Bhanu papa ki shaadi Laxmi se karwa di.”

“Shuru mein sab aasaan nahi tha. Bhanu ke andar woh purani baat bahut gehri chot ban chuki thi. Lekin Laxmi ne kabhi unka saath nahi chhoda.”

Dadaji ne mere kandhe par haath rakha.

Dadaji:
“Dheere-dheere tumhare Bhanu papa ki zindagi wapas track par aayi. Unki mental health bhi better hui… aur woh apni nayi zindagi mein khush rehne lage.”

Jay kuch bolta, usse pehle Dadaji ki awaaz phir badal gayi.

Dadaji:
“Lekin kahani yahin khatam nahi hoti.”

Jay ne unki taraf dekha.

Dadaji:
“Wahi Divyanka… aaj apni zindagi mein aage badh chuki hai. Uska naam ab Fatima Khan hai. Aur sabse badi baat…”

Dadaji kuch pal ruk gaye.

Dadaji:
“Woh usi shehar mein ek college ki principal hai.” 

Jay ka chehra sakht ho gaya.

Dadaji:
“Aur tumhe padhai ke liye… usi shehar jaana hai.”

Khatia hawa ke saath dheere se hilli.

mene saamne dekha. mere dimaag mein abhi bhi Dadaji ki baatein ghoom rahi thi.

Jay:
“Toh aap mujhe ye sab kyun bata rahe ho, Dadaji?”

Dadaji ne seedha meri aankhon mein dekha.

Dadaji:
“Kyuki main chahta hoon ki tum apne parivaar ka sach jaano.” or badla lo apno kaa, jinhone taklif di hai..

Me kuch nahi bola.

Dadaji ne aage kaha—

Dadaji:
“Lekin ek baat yaad rakhna, Jay… badla lena aasaan hota hai. Sach ka saamna karna mushkil.”

mene dheere se poocha—

Jay:
“Phir mujhe kya karna chahiye?”

Dadaji ne halki si saans li.

Dadaji:
“Ye faisla tumhara hai.”

Neem ke patton ke beech se aati hawa ne khatia ko phir se hila diya.

Me chup tha.

Lekin uske mann mein ek sawaal janam le chuka tha—

Lakin mere man me ak sawal tha, ki mujhe Bhanu tau ke sath huye galat kaa badla lena chahiye yaa nhi, kyunki Bhanu tau, ab sirf documents me, mere papa the...wese bhi unka mere prati vyavhar badal chuka hai...

Tabhi mere andar se ak aawaj aayi, ki agar aaj me jinda hun. to uski wajah se...aaj unka vyavhar mere liye chahe jesa ho.. mujhe unke sath huye galat kaa bhi badla lena hoga..

wese bhi mujhe apne pita, maa, dadaji, Shankar kaka, or Mohan kaa badla to lena hi hai ....

Me_ Dadaji, me Bhanu tau kaa badla bhi lunga...

Dadaji muskuraye

Dadaji_ ye huyi naa baat mere sher Bete...

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[Skb21]

Next please

[Babab96]

Dadaji, kuchh der ke liye shant ho gye...

Me _ Kyaa hua dadaji?

Dadaji:
“Jay… ek baat poochun?”

Main:
“Haan Dadaji.”
Unhone gehri saans li.

Dadaji:
“Tu mujhe apna Guru maanta hai na?”

Main thoda hairaan hua.

Main:
“Ismein poochne ki kya baat hai?”

Dadaji halka sa muskuraaye.

Dadaji:
“Toh phir mujhe apni Guru Dakshina chahiye.”

Main unki taraf dekhne laga.

Main:
“Guru Dakshina?”

Dadaji ne dheere se sir hilaya.

Dadaji:
“Haan. Lekin mujhe paise, zameen ya koi cheez nahi chahiye.”

Unki awaaz ab pehle se zyada gambhir thi.

Dadaji:
“Mujhe ek purana badla chahiye.”

Main kuch pal chup raha.

Main:
“Kis se?”

Dadaji ne saamne dekha.

Dadaji:
“Gafur se.”

Main hairaan reh gaya.

Gafur ka naam hamare ghar mein aksar izzat ke saath liya jaata tha. Woh Dadaji ka bahut purana aur kareebi dost tha. or dadaji or Dadi Manjot Kaur ke milan me, Gafur ki bhi bhumika thi...

Main:
“Lekin Gafur toh aapka dost tha…”

Dadaji ne meri baat kaat di.
Dadaji:
“Tha, Jay. Dost tha.” Hai bhi lakin ho tha ab waisa kuchh nhi hai...

Unhone “tha” par khaas zor diya.

Dadaji:
“Gafur, uska beta Momin, Javed… aur Gafur ka bhai Junaid. Aur sabse bada naam—Jahangir.”

Main chup raha.

Dadaji ne apni lathi uthakar mitti mein ek chhoti si lakeer kheench di.

Dadaji:
“Jahangir ne do baar mera bharosa toda.”

Main:
“Kya hua tha?”
Dadaji kuch pal ke liye bilkul chup ho gaye.

Phir unhone kahani shuru ki.

Dadaji:
“Hamare gaon mein ek Sikh parivaar rehta hai..Us parivaar ke mukhiya hai Tejinder Singh Dhillon.”

Dadaji ke chehre par purani yaadon ki parchhai aa gayi.

Dadaji:
“Tejinder mera sirf dost nahi tha, Jay. Woh mera bahut ghana dost tha. Bilkul Gafur ki tarah.”

Dadaji ne meri taraf dekha.

Dadaji:

“Uski ek beti thi… Simarjeet Kaur.”

Main chupchaap sunta raha.

Dadaji:
“Jahangir ki nazar Simarjeet par thi. Mujhe jab iska pata chala, maine Jahangir ko samjhaya. Uske baap Junaid ko bhi samjhaya.”

Dadaji ki awaaz sakht ho gayi.

Dadaji:
“Maine dono se kaha tha—yeh galat hai. Tejinder mera dost hai. Uske bharose ko mat todna.”

Phir Dadaji ne ek kadvi hansi hasi.

Dadaji:
“Lekin Jahangir ne meri baat nahi maani.”

Main:
“Usne kya kiya?”

Dadaji:
“Simarjeet ko bhaga le gaya.”

Mere paas kehne ke liye kuch nahi tha.

Dadaji ne aage kaha—

Dadaji:
“Jahangir ne Simarjeet se shaadi kar li.”

Hawa ka ek tez jhonka aaya.
Khatia halki si hil gayi.

Dadaji:
“Sabse badi baat jaanta hai kya thi?”

Main:
“Kya?”

Dadaji:
“Tejinder ko mujh par poora bharosa tha.”

Dadaji ki aankhon mein dard tha.

Dadaji:
“Usse yakeen tha ki agar maine Jahangir ko samjha diya hai, toh Jahangir uski beti ko bhagane ki himmat nahi karega.”

Dadaji ne nazar neeche kar li.

Dadaji:
“Lekin jab Jahangir ne aisa kiya… toh mujhe Tejinder ke saamne sharminda hona pada.”

Main dheere se bola—

Main:
“Lekin Gafur ka ismein kya kasoor tha?”

Dadaji ne turant meri taraf dekha.

Dadaji:
“Yahi toh baat hai, Jay.”
Unhone kuch pal rukkar kaha—

Dadaji:
“Gafur ne mujhe vachan diya tha.”

Main:
“Kaisa vachan?”

Dadaji:
“Usne kaha tha ki Jahangir meri baat maanega. Usne mujhe dosti ki kasam di thi.” Taki me Jahangir ko jaan se naa maru...uski iss harkat ke liye...

Dadaji ki ungliyaan lathi par kas gayin.

Dadaji:
“Lekin Jahangir ne woh vachan tod diya.”

Main ab samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha ki Dadaji itne saalon baad ye sab kyun bata rahe hain.

Main:
“Phir doosri baar kya hua?”

Dadaji ki aankhon mein gussa laut aaya.

Dadaji:
“Doosri baar toh usne meri apni family ko chot pahunchayi.”

Main seedha hokar baith gaya.

Dadaji:

“Mere chhote saale Dushyant ki ek beti thi.” Archana...

Unhone dheere se kaha—

Dadaji:
“Jahangir usse bhi bhaga le gaya.”

Main sann reh gaya.

Main:
“Dadaji…”

Dadaji:
“Uske baad Dushyant ne mujhse lagbhag sambandh hi tod liya.” Dushyant sirf mera Sala nhi tha, wo mera right hand tha...mere sath saaye ki tarah khade hone wala, mera bharosemanad sala, or chhote bhai ki tarah tha...

Dadaji ki awaaz mein pehli baar thakaan mehsoos hui.

Dadaji:
“Usse lagta tha ki jis Gafur ke khandan ko maine yahan basne mein madad ki… usi khandan ne uske ghar ko tod diya.”

Dadaji ne meri aankhon mein dekha.

Dadaji:
“Aur sabse zyada dard kis baat ka tha?”

Main chup raha.

Dadaji:
“Gafur ne is baar bhi mujhe vachan diya tha.”

Unki awaaz dheemi ho gayi.

Dadaji:
“Usne kaha tha ki Jahangir Dushyant ki beti ko bhool jayega.”

Ek lambi khamoshi chha gayi.

Neem ke patte hawa mein hil rahe the.

Dadaji ne dheere se kaha—

Dadaji:
“Lekin usne phir mera bharosa tod diya.”

Main Dadaji ko dekhta raha.
Ab mujhe samajh aa raha tha ki unke liye ye sirf do purani shaadiyon ki kahani nahi thi.
Ye dosti, bharose aur diye gaye vachanon ka hisaab tha.
Dadaji ne meri taraf haath badhaya.

Dadaji:
“Jay…”

Main unki taraf dekhta hoon.

Dadaji:
“Ab waqt aa gaya hai ki jis hisaab ko chukane kaa main poori zindagi intejar karta tha …”

Unhone meri aankhon mein dekhkar kaha—

Dadaji:
“Woh tu meri Guru Dakshina mein chukaaye.”

Mera dil zor se dhadakne laga.

Us shaam mujhe pehli baar samajh aaya…sirf mujhe mera or Bhanu tau kaa or khud kaa ateet nahi suna rahe the.

Woh mujhe apne badle ki kahani ka agla kirdaar bana rahe the.

Dadaji_ Me chahta hun, tu gafur ke khandan ki ak ak chut me apna lund gehrai tak utare...

Ye sun kar me chouk gyaa...

Dadaji_ Chouko mat jay, yahi Mera badla hoga, jise tum loge, mere liye... 

Me_ Dadaji aap 3 badlo ke liye to mujhe taiyar kar chuke ho, or bhi koi kahani or ikchha adhuri ho to wo bhi bata dijiye....

Dadaji_ To kyaa tum Abhay kaa, Bhanu kaa, or Mera badla lene ke liye taiyar ho...

Me_ Haa dadaji, me puri kosish karunga, 3 no badle lene ki...

Dadaji_ to fir tum challenge bhi accept kar hi lo?

Me_ Konsa challenge?

Dadaji_ 100 chut marne kaa challenge...

Mene kuchh der socha or dadaji se pucha...

Me_ Akhir kiski ikchha thi ye 100 mahilao se sambhandh banane ki...

Dadaji kuchh der sunne ke baad...

Dadaji_ ye challenge mujhe mere pita ne dia tha Jay..mene Tumharey pita Abhay or tau Bhim ko...
Or Tumharey pita ki 2 aakhri ikchaye thi...ak ki tum apne pariwar ki maut kaa badla lo or dusri ki 100 chuto per apne lund ki mohar lagao....

[Skb21]

Shandar update waiting for next

[Babab96]

Me_ Me aap kyaa chahte hai ?

Dadaji_ me chahta hun, ki ye 4 chije tumharey jeewan kaa aim ho...
Kyunki 3 chije to ak hi sahar se judi hai, jaha tumhen Jana hai, chauthi chij ke liye, tum taiyar ho mujhe aisa vishwas hai....

jab dadaji mujhse ye sab baat kar rhe the tab mujhe, mere lund ki yaad aai or wo seen bhi yaad aaya.. Rahul or Jitu ke sath wala...jab wo dono mere Lund me koi bimari bata rhe the...

to mene dadaji se iss vishay me baat karne ka nirnay lia...

me_ dadaji mujhe bhi apse ak baat karni hai..

Dadaji_ bolo jay?

Me_ jab ab aap chudai ki baatein itni khul kar, kar rhe hai to me bhi apko batana chahta hun ki sayad mere lund me kuchh dikkat hai...

ye sun kar dadaji shok huye or unko dhakka laga... unhen aisa mehsus hua ki unki saalo ki mehnat kharab ho gyi hai, unki ummeed dariya me beh gyi, mere muh se ye sunte hi...

Fir bhi unhone khud ko sambhalte huye mujhse pucha...

Dadaji_ kyaa dikkat hai Jay?

Me_ Dadaji, me perso din me apne doston ke sath nahar me naha rha tha...

tab un dono chutiyon ne mera gamcha achanak khinch lia jisse me nanga ho gyaa...

fir gusse me mene bhi dono ko nanga kar dia...

Jab hum pani se bahar aaye to un dono ke lund mungfali jese the, or mera lund kisi musal jesa...

ye sun kar dadaji ki aankhon me chamak aa gyi, unke andar chal rhe sare hatasha ke bhav pal me gayab ho gye...

Dadaji_ mujhe tum apna Lund dikhao Jay..

[Babab96]

Me soch rha ki me, kese dikhau apne dadaji ko apna Lund...

Dadaji_ tu un chutiyon ki baaton me aa gya, or pareshan ho rha hai, chal dikha mujhe, me dekhta hun kyaa dikkat hai

me_ me dadu aapko kese dikha sakta hun, aap mere dadaji hai...

Dadaji_ are Maharaj inhi haton se apki chaddiya badli hai kai salo tak. Matra 4 saal kaa tha tu jab Tere maa baap chhod gye..... jab tak tu thoda samjhne jesa nhi hua, me hi nihlata tha tujhe, or tujhe potty bhi mere hi karwata thaa, chal dikha...

Me_ Kyaa dadu....

Dadaji_ Lund apna....
Sarma mat, arey jab tu chhota tha naa to me sahar jata tha, Manjot or Abhay ke pass, tab bhi kai baar Abhay tujhe humare pass chod jata tha,tab bhi kai baar me teri potty l, susu saaf karo hai, or fir tujhe mene hi to paal ke bada kia hai...

Me _ haa dadu wo to hai, me janta hun, isi liye iss ghar me sabse jyada apko pyar karta hun

Dadaji_ Chal jaldi kar or pent nikal, tere dimag me aaya vyaham dur karu 

mene saram ko side karte huye, dadaji ko dikhaya himmat karke...

Dadaji dekh ek shok ho gye, unki aankhein Khushi or ashcharya se bhari huyi thi, wo laga tar dekh rhe the unhone merey lund ko hatho me lia or daba kar, sahla kar dekha...

Or khushi se jhum uthe....

Dadaji_ Oye bete humare khandan kaa sabse strong lund hain tera, meri salo ki mehnat rang lai, aakhir meri dawai tujhe per kaam kar gai.

Me_ Aisa kyaa khas hai mere lund me dadaji?

Dadaji_ Tu abhi iski value nhi jaan payega, lakin wakt ke sath tu mujhe dhanywaad dega... Ki mene kitna strong bana dia hai tujhe....

Dadaji khushi ke bhav se bhare huye the...

Me_ to isme koi dikkat nhi hai dadaji

Dada ji_ arey tera lund to tere baap, dada ke lund se bhi bada ho gyaa bete, isme koi dikkat nhi hai. Lakin ruk ak second.
Ye chamdi tu uper niche nhi karta kyaa?

Me_ dadaji me ise sirf nahane wakt saaf rakta hun, uske alawa kuchh nhi karta ...

Dadaji_ dadaji ne chamdi ko uper niche kia to wo utna smoothly nhi ho rhi thi..

Me_ Kyaa hua dadaji.

Dadaji_ Kuchh nhi bas ise 5-7 din malish ki jarurat hai taki ye aaram se uper niche ho or tu kisi ke sath chudai kare to tujhe takleef naa ho..

Me_ theek hai dadaji, me kar lunga...isko uper niche roj nahane se pahle....

Dadaji_ Nhi tu utne achche se kar nhi payega, kisi anubhavi ki jarurat hai.

Me_ kis tarah ke anubhavi ki?

Dadaji_ Kisi khas aaurat ki jo apne hato se iski malish kare yaa apne muh se ise open kare....

Me_ Muh se?

Dadaji_ Tumhen abhi bahut kuchh sikhna hai Jay... Chudai me bada aanand hai....

Me_ Dadaji, app aaj bhi chudai karte hai?

Dadaji_ Arey nhi bete, karta hun lakin ab itna josh nhi bacha hai Lund me....

Me_ Dadaji, dadi ki umra to ye sab ki rhi nhi hai?

Dadaji_ me teri dadi ke sath nhi karta jay..

Me_ Fir kiske sath?

Dadaji_ Sab kuchh ak hi din me jannna chahta hai...

Me_ Itna sab kuchh bata chuke hai to ye bhi bata dijiye....

Dadaji_ Filhal to yaha ke nokar ki biwi se sambhandh hai...

Me_ Apke jeewan me kitni aaurate rahi hai?

Dadaji_ aaj hi janna hai?

Me_ haa 

Dadaji_ 38

Me sun ke shok hua...

Me_ 38?

Dadaji_ Haa, or ab unme se jyadatar jawan chuto per tum raaj karoge...lakin usse pahle tumhari training karni hogi...

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[Babab96]

Me_ wo sab mere sath kyun karengi Chudai?

Dadaji_ Kyun ki unke mardo ke Lund dam nhi hai, damdar chudai kaa...

Dekha Jay agar mujhe tumhen taiyar karna hai, iss dunia ke liye...apne lakshay ke liye to dada pote ki mariyada ko bhulna hoga, mujhe bhi or tumhe bhi...

Me_ Me Ji Dadaji, achcha aap jin mardo ki baat kar rhe hai wo damdar chudai Kyun nhi kar pate?

Dadaji_ uske liye tumhen ye janna hoga ki humare yaha, jo bhi mard hote hai, normally un sab ke lund kaa size 5 se 6 inch ke aas paas hota hai, or jyadatar kaa 4 or 4.5 inch ke aas paas..or in sab lund ki motai bhi normal hoto hai..tumhare lund se lagbhag aadhi...

Me_ aap logo ke bhi to bade honge naa dadaji Lund?

Dadaji_ Nhi bete...tumhara lund koi karishma nhi hai..ye salo se jo tum jadi buti pi rhe ho, uska kamal hai...

Me_ ye dawai, bakiyon ne kyun nhi pi lambe samay dadaji?

Dadaji_ Kyunki me un sab ko ye nhi bata paya, yaha tak ki tumhen bhi, ki ye jo dawai me unhen or tumhe pilaya hun, uska actual fayda kyaa hai.. 
Bhim or Abhay ne kuchh salo tak pi thi...

Lakin unke ling bhi 7 Inch se kuchh bade hi ho paye the..tumhara lund to humse kai mota or lamba hai jay...

Me_ samaj gya dadaji...

Dadaji_ Ab me tumse keh sakta hun, ki humare ghar ke mard jo aaurato kaa sikar karte hai, wo humare liye proud ki baat hoti hai, tumhen bhi iss per proud hona chahiye...

Or bina kisi sharmindgi or guilt me tumhen ye karna chahiye...

Halaki jab tum ye karne lagoge or tumhen isme Jo maja aayegaa...uske baad khud baa khud tumhare number bad jayenge...

Me_ Ab mere lund ki iss chamdi kaa kyaa kare?

Dadaji_ Dekh yaha ye nokar or uski biwi hoti to me nokar ki biwi se teri malish kara deta, lakin ab mujhe sochna padega...

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[Babab96]

Tabhi dadaji ko yaad aaya ki Tai Sushma ki bahan Savitri aai huyi hai or wo ghar per dusre hisse me guest room me ruki huyi hai, wo 1-2 din pahle hi aayi thi or 15 din rukne wali thi...

Dadaji ne socha ki uss per kiye ahsan ke badle usse help li jaa sakti hai... kyunki uska ak raaj tha dadaji ke pass..

Dadaji_ tujhe jyada intejar nhi karna padega ab...

Me_ Kyun?

Dadaji_ jo tere iss musal se lund ki malish kar sakti hai wo mil gyi ...

Me_ Kon!

Dadaji_ Tujhe ak kahani sunai thi mene, ki tere tai ke gaanv me uske pariwar ki ak chhori ko uske yaar ke sath pakda tha mene or fir dono ki saadi karwa di thi..

Me_ haa dadaji..

Dadaji_ wo chhori or koi nhi Savitri thi, teri Tai ki chhoti bahan...

Me sun ke shok hua... ye kahani 1-2 saal pahle gupt naam ke sath sunai thi dadu ne (gupt naam matlab bina naam ke) lakin aaj ye itne open me kyun bol rhe the aisa..

Dadaji_ Dekh wo mera bahut maan karti hai, uss baat ke liye ki mene uske yaar se uski saadi karwai thi jabki uske ghar wale iss baat ke khilaf the...

Me_ wo maan jayegi?

Dadaji_ haa uska ak raaj bhi hai mere pass...

Me_ kesa raaj?

Dadaji_ Ab to me tujhe sab hi bata sakta hun to sun, Savitri ki chudai uska devar bhi karta tha...ye baat sirf me janta hun...
Savitri ak number ki chudakkad aaurat hai, uski dono betiya uske devar ke lund ki den hai...
Or ye uska ak gehra raaj hai, Savitri kaa pati baap nhi ban sakta uska sperm bachche ko banane yogy nhi hai...

Kuch salo pahle wo bimar hua tha, tab me wahi hospital me ruka tha uske sath, or doctor ne uske kai checkup kiye the, usme se ak check-up sperm kaa bhi tha, kyuki usko lund me internal infection tha..

Tab doctor ne mujhe bataya ki, uska sperm baap banne yogy nhi hai...jab mene Savitri se Gambhirta se pucha tab usne mujhe sach bataya...ki uski betiya uske devar ke lund ko den hai...

Me_ To dadaji, iska abhi kyaa lene dena hai?

Dadaji_ Savitri ak anubhavi chudasi mahila hai, use kadak or jawan lund pasand hai, wo teri help karegi malish karne me roj raat ko 10-12 din tak...

Me_ Apko vishwas hai

Dadaji_ Pura...

Me_ Lakin tai to chidti hai mujhse or wo bhi Tai ki tarah hi bartao karti hai mujhse...

Dadaji_ tu uski chinta chod, ghar chal or raat ko taiyar rahna...

Me_ Dadaji aap chale jaiye, me nokar ke aane tak rukta hun....

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[Babab96]

Dadaji_ Theek hai bete, agar nokar nhi aaya to tum yahi rukna, or khet kaa ak chakkar laga lena, tourch yahi rakhi hai..agar tum 8 bje tak ghar nhi aaye to me yahi khana le aaunga...

Me_ Thik hai Dadaji...

Dadaji_ wese to me chanta hun ki nokar aa jaye taki tu apne room me soye or me Savitri ko bhej saku, tere pass...

Me_ dekhtey hai dadaji, kyaa hota hai...

Dadaji jane hi wale the ki ak 27-28 baras kaa ladka humari or aaya....

Ladka_ Me apke nokar aa bhanja hun, humare yaha death ho gyi hai to, mama mami 15 nhi aa payenge, tab tak me yahi reh kar apka kaam sambhalunga...

Dadaji_ Kyaa naam hai tumhara?

Ladka _ Biju

Dadaji_ theek hai Biju, chabhi laye ho kutia ki...

Biju_ Ji Thakur Sahab...

Dadaji_ Chalo kholo, mujhe ak saman nikalna hai...

Biju ne darwaja khola, or dadaji ne ak tel ki bottel nikal li...

Dadaji_ Jay ise apne sath rakho or ghar chalo....

Me_ theek hai Dadaji

Dadaji_ Biju, khana bana lete ho?

Biju_ Ji Thakur Sahab me bana ke kha lunga..

Dadaji_ thik hai warna bhijwau me Ghar se...

Biju_ nhi Thakur Sahab mujhe aadat hai banane ki...

Dadaji_ theek hai...

Dadaji or me Ghar ki or chal pade...

Raste me mene dadaji se pucha...

Me_ Dadaji ye kis tarah kaa tel hai, jo hum apne sath le jaa rhe hai...

Dadaji_ ye bahut khas tel hai, ye lund ko or uski mass peshiyon ko majbut banata hai, lambe samay tak chudai ke doran tikne me madad karta hai or viry ko ghanto tak andar rok ke rakhta hai, or sabse khas baat bahut achcha erection deta hai...

isi tel se malish karwani hai tumhari...

Me_ aap to saand banana chahte hai mujhe...

Dadaji_ Saand ki ho kadra hai aaurato ke bich me Jay...samay ke sath tum jaan jaoge.....

Iske sath hi hum ghar pahuch gye or mene apne room me jakar tel rakh dia...

me jese room se bahar nikal kar chhat per aaya...

Tai Sushma or Savitri mujhse takra gayi....

Shaam ka waqt tha abhi bhi suraj puri tarah dhala nhi tha..

Suraj dheere-dheere dhal raha tha aur aasman par narangi roshni bikhar rahi thi. Ghar ke aangan mein halki si thandi hawa chal rahi thi.

Main kuch door khada tha.
Dono ne mujhe dekh liya tha.

Lekin unhone baat rokne ke bajay aapas mein baat karna jaari rakha.

Sushma Tai aksar mujhe tane marti rahti thi, ab me ak reason to jaan gya tha, lakin kisi din me unse personally janna chahta tha ki, aisi kyaa bigada hai mene unka, ho wo mujhse chidti hai...

Tai Sushma ghar ki badi Bahu thi, jiske karan usko jaban or bhi jayada chalti thi, khas kar wo dadaji ki pyari or ladli bahu th...

Sushama tai kaa taana mujhe bahut chubhata tha.

Savitri bhi ek mature aurat thi. Woh Sushma se chhoti thi, lekin meri umar se bahut badi.

Sushma ne meri taraf dekha aur phir Savitri se boli—

Sushma: "Savitri, ek baat maine notice ki hai... Jay ab kuch zyada hi chup rehne laga hai."

Savitri: "Haan Jiji. Shayad kal se thoda pareshaan hai."

Sushma ne halki si saans li.

Sushma: "Pareshaan toh hoga hi. Umar hi aisi hai. Lekin kab tak ghar ke logon ki daya par zindagi chalegi?"

Maine chupchaap unki baat suni.

Savitri: "Daya bhi toh nahi kar rahe hum us par."

Sushma: "Maine daya ki baat nahi ki."

Kuch pal ki khamoshi.

Phir Sushma ne dheere se kaha—

Sushma: "Mera kehna bas itna hai ki kisi bachche ko agar bachpan se kisi ne pala ho, toh iska matlab ye nahi ki bade hote hi woh har rishte par apna haq samajhne lage."

Mera dil zor se dhadakne laga.

Savitri ne meri taraf dekha.

Phir dheere se boli—

Savitri: "Jiji jaha tak mujhe pata hai, Jay ne toh kabhi kuch maanga nahi."

Sushma muskurayi.

Sushma: "Maangna zaroori thodi hai, Savitri."

Uski nazar ab seedhi mujh par thi.

Sushma: "Kabhi-kabhi insaan ki umeedein hi bata deti hain ki woh kya chahta hai."

Main kuch nahi bola.
Savitri ne baat sambhalne ki koshish ki.

Savitri: "Aakhir bachcha hai."

Sushma ka chehra thoda sakht ho gaya.

Sushma: "Pandrah saal ka ho gaya hai. Ab bachcha kehkar har baat nazarandaaz karna bhi theek nahi."

Phir usne jaan-bujhkar meri taraf dekhte hue kaha—

Sushma: "Aur waise bhi, Jay ko ek baat samajh leni chahiye..."
Main anjaane mein unki taraf mud gaya.

Sushma: "Har ghar mein rehne wale har insaan ka us ghar par barabar ka haq nahi hota."

Savitri kuch pal chup rahi.

Phir boli—

Savitri: "Jiji, ye baat Jay ko buri lag sakti hai."

Sushma ne shaant swar mein jawab diya—

Sushma: "Buri lage toh lage. Kabhi-kabhi sach kadwa hi hota hai."
Mere andar kal raat ki baat goonj uthi.

Dadaji ki awaaz.
Mere asli maa-baap.
Accident.
Meri Dadi..

Meri poori zindagi ka woh sach, jo sirf Dadaji aur mere beech tha.
Sushma ko us sach ka kuch pata nahi tha.

Lekin uske har lafz aaj usi zakhm par pad raha tha.

Savitri ne dheere se kaha—

Savitri: "Phir aap chahti kya hain?"

Sushma ne kuch pal socha.

Phir bahut shaant lehze mein boli—

Sushma: "Main chahti hoon ki Jay khud samajhdaar bane."

Savitri: "Aur agar nahi samjha?"

Sushma ne meri taraf dekha..

Sushma: "Toh shayad use apni jagah khud dhoondh leni chahiye."

Meri aankhen bhar aayi.

Ab mujhe samajh aa gaya tha.

Ye dono mere saamne seedha nahi keh rahi thi—
"Ghar chhod do."

Lekin har lafz ka matlab wahi tha..

Sushma ne aakhri baar kaha_

Sushma: "Jay... hum kisi ko ghar se nikal nahi rahe. Bas itna keh rahe hain ki kabhi-kabhi insaan ko samajh jaana chahiye ki uske liye behtar jagah kahan hai."

Main kuch nahi bola.

Dhalta hua suraj ab lagbhag gayab ho chuka tha.

Maine dono ko dekha...

Aur bina koi jawab diye dheere-dheere wahan se chal diya.

Peeche se Savitri ki halki si awaaz aayi—

Savitri: "Jiji, shayad baat kuch zyada ho gayi."

Sushma ne thande swar mein jawab diya—

Sushma: "Jo baat samay par samajh aa jaye, usse zyada achha aur kya hai?"

Main rukkar bhi nahi dekha.

Lekin andar se ek baat bilkul saaf ho chuki thi—

Unhe sach nahi pata tha... lekin woh mujhe us ghar se door karna chahti thi.

Tai ko lagta tha ki me uske beto kaa hal kha jaunga...kyunki dadaji ne dadi Vimla ko vachan dia tha ki wo Meri dadi Manjot or unse hone wali santan ko gaanv se due rakhenge or gaanv ki sampati me Manjot dadi or unke bachcho kaa koi hak nhi hoga...

Sushma Tai, Dadi Vimla ke bahut karib thi, or use bhi wahi dar tha jo dadi Vimla ko tha...Ki kahi dadaji mujhe gaanv ki property me koi hissa naa de de...

Sushma chahti thi ki me gaanv chhod kar sahar wapas chala jau, apni maa ke pariwar ke paas taki, meri koi hissedari naa ho property or dusri chijo me...

.......

Me waha se nikal kar chal pada apne doston ki or...

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