Me Shart Haar gai ( copied )

[hirarandi]

Khel age badhne laga. Tabhi ek wicket gira to hum teeno uchhal pade.
Mai khushi se Sharma uncle ki jangh par ek jor ki thapki de kar
boli "dekha uncle? Aaj inko koi nahi bacha sakta. Inse ye score ban
hi nahi sakta." Mai iske baad wapas khel dekhne me busy ho gayi. Mai
bhul gayee thi ki mera hath abhi bhi Sharma uncle ki janghon par hi
pada hua hai. Sharma uncle ki nigahen bar bar meri hatheli par pad
rahi thi. Unhon ne socha shayad mai jaan boojh kar aisa kar rahi
hoon. Unhon ne bhi baat karte karte apna ek hath mera skirt jahan
khatm ho raha tha wahan par meri nagn tang par rakh diya. Mujhe apni
galti ka ahsaas hua aur maine jaldi se apna hath unki janghon par se
hata diya. Unka hath meri tangon par rakha hua tha. Kamdaar uncle ne
mere kandhe par apni banh rakh di. Mujhe bhi kuchh kuchh maja ane
laga.
Ab last teen over bache huye the. Khel kafi takkar ka ho gaya tha. Ek
taraf Javed Miyandad khel raha tha. Lekin use bhi jaise Indian
Bowlers ne bandh kar rakh diya. Khel ke har ball ke sath hum uchhal
padte. Ya to khushiyan manate ya bebasi me sansen chhodte huye.
Uchhal kood me kai baar unki kohniyan mere boobs se takrai. Pahle to
maine socha shayad galti se unki kohni mere boobs ko chhu gayi hogi
lekin jab ye galt bar bar hone lagi to unke galat iraade ki bhanak
lagi.
Akhiri over a gaya Azhar ne ball Chetan Sharma ko pakdai.
" Isko last over kafi soch samajh kar karna hoga samne Miandad khel
raha hai."
" Are uncle dekhna ye miandad ki halat kaise kharab karta hai." Maine
kaha
"nahi jeet sakti India ki team nahi jeet sakti likh ke lelo mujhse.
Aaj Pakistan ke jeetne par mai shart laga sakta hoon." Sharma uncle
ne kaha." aur mai bhi shart laga sakti hoon ki India hi jeetegi" maine kaha.
Akhiri do ball bachne the khel poori tarah India ke favour me chala
gaya tha.
"Miandad kuchh bhi kar sakta hai. Kuchh bhi. Ise out nahi kar sake to
kuchh bhi ho sakta hai." Sharma uncle ne fir josh me kaha.
" Ab to Miandad to kya uske farishte bhi a jayen na to bhi inko harne
se nahi bacha sakte."
"chalo shart ho jaye." Sharma uncle ne kaha.
" Haan haan ho jaye.." kamdar uncle ne bhi unka sath diya. Maine
peechhe hatne ko apni har mani aur waise bhi India ki jeet to pakki
thi. Last ball bacha tha aur jeetne ke liye paanch run chahiye the.
Agar ek chowka bhi lagta to dono teams tie par hote. jeet to sirf ek
six hi dila sakti thi jo ki itne tense moment me namumkin tha.
"bolo ab bhagoge to nahin. akhiri ball aur paanch run. char run bhi
ho gaye to dono barabar hi rahenge. jeetne ke liye to sirf chhakka
chahiye." maine garv se gardan akda kar sharma ji ki taraf dekha.
sharma uncle ne apne kandhe uchkaye kaha kuchh nahi. unko bhi lag
gaya tha ki aaj India hi jeetegi. Fielders sare boundary par laga
diye gaye the. maine unse poochha
"sooch lo...... ab shart lagaoge kya. 99% to India jeet hi chuki
hai."

Shart to hum lagayenge hi. dekhna Miandad batting karraha hai. wo

poori jaan laga dega." Sharma uncle ne apni hath se fisalti hui

hekdi ko wapas batorte huye kaha.

"theek hai ho jaye shart." Kah kar maine apne ek hath Sharma uncle ke

hath me diya aur ek hath Kamdar uncle ke hath me diya.

`Agar India jeeti to………………..' Sharma uncle ne baat mere liye adhoori

chhod di.

`to aap dono alag alag mujhe treat denge. Saath me hum logon ki

family bhi rahegi. Mcdonalds me. Manjoor?' maine unse kaha. Dono ne

tapak se hami bhar di.

`aur agar Pakistan jeet gayee to…..kamdar uncle neb hi shart me

shamil hote huye kaha.

` to Rosy wahi karegi jo hum dono kahenge. Manjoor hai?' Sharma

uncle ne kaha

` kya karna padega?' maine hanste huye poochha. Mai soch bhi nahi pa

rahi thi ki mai kis tarah in dono buddhon ke changul me fansti ja

rahi hoon.

` kuchh bhi jo hame pasand hoga.' Kamdar ne kaha.

` are kamdar chhod shart wart ye laga nahi sakti.' Sharma uncle ne

kaha.

"theek hai ho jaye shart." Kah kar maine apne ek hath Sharma uncle ke

hath me diya aur ek hath Kamdar uncle ke hath me diya. dono ne apne

hath me mere hathon ko pakad liya. dono mere badan se sat gaye. mai

dono ke beech sandwich bani hui thi. Aise mahol me Chetan Sharma ne

daudna shuru kiya. Comentrators bhi chup ho gaye the. Kamre me bhi

mahol garm ho gaya tha. kuchh to match ke romanch se aur kuchh humare

badan ke ek doosre se satne se. Chetan sharma daudta hua aya aur usne

pata nahi kyon ek fullytoss gend Javed miandad ko fenki. Humari

saanse tham gayee thi. Javed miandad ne akhiri ball ke pechhe ate

huye apne bat ko lift kia aur ball tej neeche ati bat se takrai. Sab

aisa lag raha tha jaise slow motion me chal raha ho. Ball bat se lag

kar asman me uchhali aur sare 11 feilders, 2 batsman, 2 unpires aur

lakhon karodon darshak sirf saans roke dekhte hi rah gaye. Ball bina

drop ke boundary ke bahar ja kar giri. umpire ne chhakke ka ishara

kiya aur Pakistan jeet gayi. Mujhe to samajh me hi nahi aya ki ye sab

kya chal raha hai. mai paralysed jaisi munh fade TV ki taraf dekh

rahi thi. Viswas to mere sath baithe dono bujurgon ko bhi nahi ho

raha tha ki aise position se India har bhi sakti hai. kuchh der tak

isi tarah rahne ke baad dono chilla uthe,

"hurrraah... ...hum jeet gaye." maine mayusi ke sath dono ki or dekha.

"hum jeet gaye." main unki taraf dekh kar ek udas si muskaan di "ab

tum humari shart poori karo." sharma ji ne kaha.

"theek hai bolo kya karna hai." maine unse kaha.

"soch lo fir se baad me apne vade se mukar mat jana." Sharma uncle ne

kaha.

" nahi mai nahi mukrungi apne wade se. bolo mujhe kya karna padega."

Sharma ji ne muskurate huye Kamdar uncle ki taraf dekha. dono ki

ankhen mili aur samvadon ka kuchh adan pradan hua.

"tu bol Kamdar...... .....ise kya karne ko kaha jaye." sharma uncle ne
Kamdar uncle se kaha.