Fantasy Update-1 ( THE FIGHT For Love)

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update-107

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security officer ja chuki thi . wasim wahin khada tha .

principal:- aapko ab meena k paas jaana chahiye waise mla k log dabav banane ki puri koshish karenge sambhal kar .
wasim :- theek h ab jo hoga dekha jayega .
wasim wahan se principal k sath jaata h par principal ko bhi hospital ka pata nahi batata h aur akela hi hospital pahich jaata h . meena ka checkup ho chuka tha aur doctors ne apni report bhi de di thi . meena ki halat ab theek thi uska rona ab band ho chuka tha . wasim meena aur uske bhai ko lekar ghar chala aata h . ghar k bahar ratan aur uski biwi baithe hue the .

ratan :- tu theek toh h na beta ...
meena : papa usne ....bhut dard ho raha h papa ..
ratan :- sab theek ho jayega ...ja apni maa k sath andar ja ..

meena aur uska bhai andar chala jaata h .
ratan :- yeh kya kiya babu aapne mla k khillaf shikhayat karne ki kya jarurat thi...
wasim.:- kya hua ratan ji bataiye mujhe ..
ratan :- mla aaya tha humein dhamka k gaya h agar humne apna report wapas nahi liya toh jo kaam wo log meri beti k sath kar rahe the wahi kaam wo meri beti aur biwi dono k sath kaam karenge ...

wasim:- aap chup rah gaye aapko complaint karni chahiye tha usi wakt .
ratan :- aap samajh kyu nahi rahe h hum chote log h aur wo bhut pahuchi hui cheej h agar unke khilaaf karwaai ki toh wo kuch bhi kar sakte h ..
wasim:- lekin ..
ratan :- rahne dijiye yeh humara neeji maamla h isme aapko koi jarurat nahi h dakhal dene ki ..

wasim chup rah jaata h . wasim khetton ki taraf chala jaata h .uska mun nahi lagta h ab evening ho chali thi toh kuch soch kar wo shia k ghar ki taraf chal deta h . shia use bata gayi thi wo kahan ruki hui h ..

wasim sarpanch k ghar par pahuch kar shia k baare m puchta h . shia ka pata chalne par wo uske door par knock karta h .
shia gate kholti h aur jab wo apne saamne wasim ko dekhti h toh uske muh par hi darwaja band karne lagta h par wasim gate ko beech m hi pakad leta h aur kholkar andar ghus jaata h ....

shia :- abhinav isi wakt yahan se chle jao ...
wasim :- meri baat toh suno shia ..
shia :- mene kaha na chale jao mujhe abhi koi baat nahi sunni h .
wasim:- lekin hua kya bataogi tum itna gussa kyu ho ?
shia :- (chilla kar ) chale jao mai tumhari shakl bhi nahi dekhna chahti hu ..abhi ...

wasim jakar use pyar se apne gale lagane ki koshish karta h ki agle hi pal uske gaal par ek tamacha padta h .. isi k sath shia baras padti h ...

shia :- tumne samajh kya rakha h khud ko jo chahe wo kahoge aur mai kuch nahi kahungi ..mai tumse pyar karti hu iska matlab yeh nahi h ki m kuch bhi sun lungi .
wasim :- kya hua bataogi ...
shia :- tum sochte ho ki mai tumhaare rahte hue kisi aur k sath bhi kuch kar sakti hu.. yeh tum kaise soch sakte ho .
wasim :- mene toh surf kaha tha aiwaiyen hi ...
shia :- nahi tumne indirect mere pyar par ungli uthayi thi .are tum toh pyar karne k layak bhi nahi ho par mene tumse pyar kiya ... abe kya aukaat thi tumhaari kahan mai smart kahan tum shakal dekhi h kabhi aaiyne m ...
wasim :- shia yaar mai aisa hu toh mai kya kar sakta hu ..tumhi toh mujhe bachpan se apna pati maan rakhi thi ...
shia :- u know .... yeh meri life ki sabse badi galti thi .. aur sabse badi galti yeh thi ki mai tumhaare bachhe ki maa banne wali hu ...
wasim :- what ...mai papa banne wala hu ....
shia :- nahi mai is bachhe ko janam lene hi dungi ..
wasim:- nahi shia tum us baby ko luch mat karna plz..shaant ho jao
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shia :- abe maa chudaane gayi shaanti saala dimag kharab karke rakh diya h tune .. virus ..virus maa chuda raha h virus se ...agar tujhe marna likha h toh tu marna mujhe kyu ghaseet laya h is beech ..ek wo mera baap saala buddha ek pair kabar m h par fir bhi haraamkhor ko chaska laga hua h chudaai ka ...
wasim :- shia yeh kaisi language bol rahi ho ... shaant rakho khud ko ..
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wasim ka itna bolna tha ki shia ne apne paas padi hui cheejein uthkar faikni shuru kar di ... unme se lai cheejein wasim ko lagi ..achanak se shia ne ek scissor uthakar faink maari jo wasim k left hand m ghus gayi ..usse halka halka blood niklne laga ...
wasim :- aakhir chahti kya ho tum mujhse
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shia :- jaa kar kahin marja aur dafa ho ja meri life se .....
wasim :- theek h mera promise h agar kabhi mauka mila toh mai mar jaana pasand karunga ..
shia :- haan theek h fir nikal ja yahan se
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wasim chup chaap wahan se nikal kar tila par aajata h . wasim ko pata tha yeh shia ki awaaj nahi thi , yeh uska behaviour nahi tha par yeh bhi such tha ki inme se har ek shabd 100% such the kyuki yeh uska frustration tha .

wasim shia ki baatein soch soch kar ro raha tha ... wasim abhi tile ki taraf ja hi raha tha ki achanak hi uske seene m ek jabardast dard uth gaya jisse wo neeche jameen par girkar tadapne laga ..use aisa lag raha tha jaise uska dil ruk jayega ...

achanak wasim k saamne rita aagayi ..wasim ko aisi halat m dekhkar wo turant use apne tile par le gayi .wahan bhooton m kai surgen bhi the unhone wasim k dil ki jaanch karke ek report taiyyar kar di . jab wasim ka dard kum hua toh unlogon ne unhe batana shuru kar diya ..
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b1:- abhinav tumhara sharir ab tak virus ko jhelta aaya h par yeh itna taakat war nahi h samjhe ..tumhare virus ne tumhaare dil ko bhut kamjor bana diya h jis wajah se tumhe yeh dard uthega .

wasim :- aap kahna kya chahte h saaf saaf kahiye ...
b2:- aapke paas ab jaada wakt nahi h ...aapki maut bhut jaldi ho jayegi ...

wasim mun m sochta h chalo aakhrikaar mere chahne walo ki dua kubul hui ..