01-03-2025, 12:21 PM
Prayer ke baad Raj class mein ghusa hi tha ki ek ladki ne uska rasta rok liya," Naye ho..?"
"Haan.." Jab aage jane ka raasta nahi mila toh Raj ne wahi khade hokar ek shabd mein uttar diya....
"Suno! Suno! Suno! Ye naya hai.. Abhi bankar aaya hai.." ladki ke aisa kahte hi class mein hansi ka thhahaka goonj uthha...
"A swati! Mind ur language.. Just shutup and put down ur..." Virender ka rutba hi aisa tha ki ladkiyan toh uske naam se hi bidakti thi.... Shandaar gathhiley badan ka jawan hone ke karan ladkiyan uss par jaan toh chhidakti thi par jaan jane ka darr bhi unke mann mein rahta tha.. Sunte hain ki ek ladki ke propose karne par Virender ne usko kheench kar ek tamacha de diya tha.. Paanchon ungaliyan uske chehre par chhap gayi thi.. Tab se hi ladkiyan.. Bus door se hi aah bhar kar kaam chala rahi thi..
"main tumko kya kah rahi hoon.. " aur ladki ki aankhon mein aansoon utar aaye.. Wah wapas apni bench par ja baithi..
"yaar... Ladki ko aise nahi daantna chahiye.." Raj ne Virender ke sath apni bench par
Baithte huye kaha..
"haan.. Nahi kahna chahiye.. Main bhi maanta hoon.. Par ladki ko bhi toh apni maryadayein yaad rakhni chahiyein...
"yaar.. Usne majak hi toh kiya tha.. Main sorry bolkar aata hoon.." isse pahle ki virendra kuchh bolta.. Raj uske bench tak pahunch gaya tha..
Usne wahan jakar 'sorry' bola hi tha ki darwaje se wahi sureeli aawaj aayi jo usne raat ko suni thi.."Naya ladka koun hai?"
Aur ek baar fir poori class mein thhahake goonj uthhe... 'Naya Ladka!'
"Ismein hansne wali kya baat hai.. Maine koyi joke sunaya hai.." Priya ko ek minute pahle huye tamashe ki jankari nahi thi...
Raj palat gaya.. Uska dil ek baar fir dhadakna bhool gaya..,"Mmain hoon.. Raj!" raj ka hath apne aap hi uski taraf badh gaya..
"Tumhe Goud sir bula rahe hain.. Staff room mein..!" Priya ne badhe huye hath ko nahi thama..
"par ... mujhe staff room ka pata nahi hai..!" raj ne sharmakar hath wapas kheench liya...
"chalo.. Main lekar chalti hoon.." Kahkar Priya bahar nikal gayi.. Raj ki aankhon mein panap rahe apne pan ko usne koyi tawajjo nahi di.. Shayad sunder ladkiyon ko iski aadat hoti hai..
Bina ek bhi shabd boley dono staffroom pahunch gaye...
"Come in Sir?" Priya aur Raj permission lekar Goud Sir ki chair ke paas ja pahunche.. Ye wahi thhe jinhone Raj ko prayer mein toka tha...
"Kya baat hai Sir..?" Raj ko laga Priya ke saamne hi uski kirkiri hogi..
"hummm...! Mr. Handsome, yahan padhne aaye ho ki taank jhank karne..?"
"Ssir.. Main samjha nahi.. " Raj ne bholepan se kaha..
"samajh toh tum sab gaye ho beta.. Tum dikhne mein sundar ho.. Iska matlab ye nahi ki.. Khair chhodo.. 10th mein kitne marks aaye hain..?"
"sir.. 95%!" bolte huye Raj ki aankhon mein chamak thi.. Garv tha.."
"How much?!!!!" Priya ne aisa react kiya mano usko visvas na hua ho..
"95%!"
"Hummm.. Thats like a gud boy.. Shayad mujhse hi koyi chook ho gayi hogi.. Jao.. Enjoy ur studies!" aur Goud sir ne raj ki kamar par thhapki dekar usko wapas bhej diya.. Class ki aur jate huye Raj man hi man uchhal raha tha.. Priya ne uski scoring par aascharya vyakt kiya tha.. Prabhavit jaroor huyi hogi.. Usne sath chupchap chal rahi Priya ke mann ko sarsari najar se padhne ki koshish ki.. Par kuchh khas ab laga nahi..,"Aa.. Aapke kitne marks hain.. 10th main.."
"Achchhe hain.. Par tumhare aagey kuchh nahi.. Bus yun samajh lo ki tumse pahle main hi college ki topper thi..
"ohh.." Raj ne aise react kiya mano Priya ka record kharaab karne par usko bahut afsos huaa ho.. Iss'se pahle wo kuchh aur bolta.. Uski aankhein aascharya se fat gayi.. Wah ek baar saamne se aa rahi Riya ko dekhta toh ek baar sath chal rahi Priya ko...
"Ye meri behan hai.. Riya! Mujhse 8 minute chhoti.. Riya! Ye hain Mr..??" Priya ki prashansoochak najron ne Raj ke Dil par kahar sa dhaya..
"Mujhe Raj kahte hain.. !"
"Tumm.. Toh hamare ghar ke saamne hi rahte ho na...?" Riya ne tapak se poochha...
"Kya???" Priya ne aascharya vyakt kiya..
"ji.. Mujhe nahi pata aap kahan rahti hain.. Main toh model Town 82-R main rahta hoon.." Raj ne anjan ban'ne ki koshish ki...
"Achchha.. Toh wo tumhi ho.. Jo..." kuchh sochkar Priya aagey ki baat kha gayi..
"Ji kya?" Raj asamanjhas mein pad gaya..
"kuchh nahi.. Class ka time ho raha hai.. " kahkar Priya riya ka hath pakad kar class ki aur aage badh gayi..
Raj unke peechhe peechhe chalta hua unko ghoorta raha.. Kya samanta thi.. Unki height mein bhi.. Unki hansi mein bhi.. Unki chal mein bhi.. Aur chalte huye lachak rahe unke madak kulhon mein bhi... 'aah! Kis kis ko.... '
Raj mann hi man muskuraya aur class mein ghus gaya...
"kya baat thi.. Andar ghuste hi Virender ne chinta se poochha " Daant padi kya?"
"Nahi.. Shabashi mili.. " Raj ne muskurate huye kaha..
"Sach! Kisliye?
"ab main college ka topper hoon.. Isliye..!" Raj ne seena taan kar kaha...
"A tujhe pata hai.. Raj ke 10th mein 95% marks hain.." Priya ne sath baithi riya ke kaan mein kaha..
"Sach... Dikhne mein toh ekdum bhola.. Sweet sa lagta hai.. Isne cheating kar li hogi kya???" Riya sharaarat se raj ki aur dekhkar muskurayi...
"Achchha.. Toh tere kahne ka matlab ye hai ki mere 91 cheating ki wajah se aaye hain.. Hey bhagwan.. Jab teachers ko pata chalega toh meri toh hawa hi kharaab ho jayegi..." Priya ko apni kursi hilti najar aayi....
"Hey Virendra! Dekh.. Priya mujhe dekhkar muskura rahi hai..." Raj ne Riya ko apni aur muskurate dekh Virender se kaha...
"Wo Riya hai.. Chakkar mein mat aana.. Shikayat karne mein bhi sabse aage rahti hai.. Muskurati hai bus! Sabko pata hai..." Virender ne apne hath se Raj ki unki aur nikli huyi bateesi band karke usko seedha kar diya..
"par tujhe kaise pata.. Dono ek jaisi hain.. Bilkul! Aur tune kaha bhi tha.. Ki tu bhi unko nahi pahchan pata!" Raj ne utsukta se poochha..
"aise toh unki maa bhi unko nahi pahchanegi.. Riya kaan mein bali daalti hai.. Par pls yaar.. Ye sab mujhe achchha nahi lagta.. Tu padhayi mein dhyan laga.. Bus!" virendra ne usko naseeha di...
"bus ek aakhiri baat.. Inmein se kisi ka boyfriend hai kya?"
"Kyun? Main inka assistant hoon kya? Ab kuchh poochhna hai toh seedha ja aur unse poochh le..."
"bura kyun maanta hai yaar.. Main toh.." tabhi class mein sir aa gaye aur sari class khadi ho gayi.... "Kya haal hain.. Thhanedaar sahab!" vicky ghar ke andar ghuste hi drawing room mein padey sofe par fail gaya...
"koun?" parde ke pichhe se kadak aawaj aayi...
"aap kahan yaad rakhenge hamein.. Hamein hi aakar baar baar aapko shakal dikhani padti hai..." kahkar vicky hansne laga....
"Oh vicky bhai.. Kaise ho?" khisiyaye huye se Vijender ne andar aakar baithte huye kaha..," Sunti ho? Kuchh thande vande ka intjaam karo.."
"itni meharbani ka shukriya.. Wo sec 4 wala Multiplex aap kab bikwa rahe hain.. Hamein jald se jald kabja chahiye.. Jhakas jagah hai!" Vicky ne khidki se bahar jhankte huye kaha..
"itna aasan nahi hai bhai... Murari ki bhi pahunch upar tak hai.. Ab agar sarkar nahi badli toh mere galey mein fansi latak jayegi.. Par mein dekh raha hoon..." vijender ne lumbi saans chhodi.....
"Murari ki maa ka... Sala uske baap ka maal hai kya..?Toh pahle mujhe uski maa behan karni padegi pahle.. Ye bol na.... Saaley ki...." tabhi achanak vicky chup hokar drawing room mein achanak ghus aaye jalwe ko niharne laga...
"papa! Mujhe sweta ke ghar notes lene jana hai.. Jaaun kya..?" Riya ne vicky par dhayn nahi diya...
"Kitni baar kaha hai ki ye len den college mein hi kiya karo.. Chalo! Kahin jane ki jarurat nahi hai.." Vijender ne pasine ke roop mein mathhe par chhalak aaya apna gussa ponchha... Riya saham kar andar chali gayi....
"ye... Tumhari beti hai khanna?" Vicky na chahkar bhi uss haseen kali ke baare mein poochh hi baitha..
"yaar.. Kitni baar kaha hai ki inn kaamon ke liye office mein hi aa jaya karo.. Ghar mein aise baat karna achchha nahi lagta.."
"kounsa office.. Thhana?"
"haan!"
"par aap wahan milte hi nahi toh kya karein.. Mujhe bhi jawaan betiyon wale gharon mein jana waise achchha nahi lagta.." Vicky ne apne honton par jeebh feri...
"khair chhodo.. Lala 10 karod maang raha hai.. Kahta hai.. Isse kam par baat hi nahi karega..." vijender ne baat palat'te huye kaha..
"aur main usko 8 karod se jyada nahi doonga.."
"par murari 10 dene ko taiyaar hai..."
" Pahle kahe deta hoon.. Kho doonga murari ko.. Iss duniya se.. Baad mein mat kahna bataya nahi tha.. Aur body bhi yahin daal kar jaaunga.. Tere ghar ke saamne! Chalta hoon.. Jai ho!" kahkar Vicky ghar se bahar khadi safari mein ja baitha..
"yaar.. Tum politicians ka main kya karoon.. Wo kahta hai tumhe tapka dega aur tum kahte ho...." Vijender apni baat poori nahi kar paya.. Gadi ka sheesha upar chadha aur vijender pichhe hat gaya.. Gadi sadak kinare ki dhool udati huyi wahan se gayab ho gayi.....
"Yaar.. Thhanedar ki beti ne khada kar diya.. Koyi taaja maal hai kya...?" Vicky ne jaane kisko fone milya....
"kal tak khada rakh sako toh ho jayega vicky.. Aaj koyi chance nahi hai.. Nayi ka.. Kaho toh......." saamne wale ki baat ko vicky ne beech mein hi kaat diya...
"Murari ki bhi ek beti hai na...."
"tu pagal toh nahi ho gaya hai vicky... Kya bak raha hai? Business alag cheese hai.. Masti alag!"
"arey business ko maro goli.. Sala mujhe tapkane ki kah raha hai.. Tu jaldi uska data bata..." Vicky ke chehre par muskaan aa gayi...
"maan ja vicky.. Ulajh jayenge.. Mantri bhi sath nahi dega.."
"jo sath nahi dega uski maa ki choot.. Tu jaldi bata.. Nahi toh.."
"thheek hai bhai.. Par main ab iss maamle mein nahi hoon.. Yaad rakhna.. Aur ye bhi ki sarkaar aajkal usi ki hai... Likh!"
"Pen nahi hai bhosdi ke.. Msg kar de.. Aur sun.. Tune pakka soch liya hai na tu maamle mein nahi hai..."
"yaar! Tu samajhta nahi hai.. Panga ho jayega.. Agar usko jara bhi bhanak lag gayi toh wo iska bhi rajnitik fayda uthane ki sochega.. Fir media hamein bakshegi nahi.. Career choupat ho jayega bhai... Maan ja.."
"tu aisa kar.. Uski ladki ki history msg kar aur mera resignation letter.. Type karwa ke rakh..." kahkar vicky ne fone kaat diya... "Hello!"
"Ji Murari ji hain?"
"Tu koun bey?"
"Namastey Murari Ji.. Main city thana incharge Vijender bol raha hoon.." Vijender ki aawaj ghighiyayi huyi thi...
"Haan... Khanna! Teri baksheesh mili nahi kya..." Murari ne lahja naram kiya..
"wo baat nahi hai bhai sahab.... Wwo.. Vicky aaya tha.. Kafi bukbuk karke gaya hai.. Kah raha tha.." vijender ki baat adhoori hi rah gayi...
"Uss saley ka naam mere saamne mat le.. Agar Uss taraf najar utha kar bhi dekha toh mar dunga saley ko.. Samjha chuka hoon.. Agar wo aise hi dhamki giri karta raha toh jaan se jayega.. Main elections ki wajah se chup hoon.. Warna uski.. Mein thhukwa deta.. Samjha usko.. Kal ka lounda hai.. Jyada garmi dikhaYega toh mahnga padega.."
"Maine usko bol diya hai.. Baki aap dekh lena... Kuchh jyada hi bol raha tha.. Mere toh dil mein aaya tha ki uthakar saley ko andar kar doon.. Par aapki wajah se hi chup raha.. Kahin aap par bewajah aarop na lagein..."
"tune thheek hi kiya khanna.. Ek baar election ho jane de.. Fir tu dekhna.. Main uska kya karta hoon... Achchha ab fone rakh.. Koyi fone aa raha hai waiting mein..." kahkar Murari ne dusri call receive ki," Haan meri gudiya rani.. Kaisi hai meri bachchi...."
"kitni baar bataun papa.. Mujhe gudiya naam achchha nahi lagta.. Ab mein bachchi nahi rahi.. 19 ki ho chuki hoon....!" udhar se komal si aawaj aayi..
"par mere liye toh tu gudiya hi rahegi na.. Bol kaise yaad kiya.. Papa ko abhi bahut kaam hai....
"kya papa! Meri sari chhuttiyan khatam ho gayi... Aap mujhe ghar kyun nahi aane dete.. Ab fir college se bachche tour par chale gaye hain.. Aapne mujhe wahan bhi nahi jane diya....Main yahan akeli bore ho rahi hoon..."
"Beta.. Tu samajhti nahi hai.. Mujhe aksar bahar hi rahna padta hai.. Aur fir yahan bhi tum akeli bore hi howogi... Chal main tera personal tour ka intzaam karata hoon.. Ab toh khush!"
"oh thanx papa.. U r so great.. Ummmmmchhha! Kab bhej rahe ho gadi..."
"kal hi bhej deta hoon.. Meri bachchi.."
"okey papa.. Bye!"
"bye beta!"
Murari ne ek aur fone milaya..," Haan Mohan!"
"yes Sir!"
"kal hi Mercedes lekar Hostal pahunch jao.. 5-7 din...Jahan bhi wah kahe.. Usko ghuma lana.. Har tarah ka khyal rakhana..
"OK Sir!"
Murari ne call disconnect karte hi wahan nirvastra leti uski beti ki hi umar ki ladki ki
chuchiyon mein sir ghusa diya.... Vicky khidki mein khada hokar ghumad aaye badlon ko dekh raha tha.. Kisi gahri soch mein.. Jo planning wah kar raha tha.. Wah Ghatak thi.. Khud ke liye bhi aur uske career ke liye bhi.. Halanki Rajniti mein uski gahri paith thhi... Par iski galiyan kitni bewafa aur harjayi hoti hain.. Vicky ko ahsaas tha.. Murari ki beti ko agwa karna khud CM ko chot pahunchane ke barabar tha.. Par nafrat ki aag hoti hi aisi hai.. Ismein khud ke nuksaan ya fayde ke barey mein nahi socha jata.. Bulki dushman ki tabahi hi aham hoti hai.. Fir chahe jaan hi kyun na chali jaye..
Murari ka chehra jehan mein aate hi jaise uska munh kadwa ho gaya.. Adhjali cigerette ko bahar fainka aur thhook diya," Sala bhadwa! Kitni kutti cheej hai.."
Vicky ne budbudaya...
"Haan.." Jab aage jane ka raasta nahi mila toh Raj ne wahi khade hokar ek shabd mein uttar diya....
"Suno! Suno! Suno! Ye naya hai.. Abhi bankar aaya hai.." ladki ke aisa kahte hi class mein hansi ka thhahaka goonj uthha...
"A swati! Mind ur language.. Just shutup and put down ur..." Virender ka rutba hi aisa tha ki ladkiyan toh uske naam se hi bidakti thi.... Shandaar gathhiley badan ka jawan hone ke karan ladkiyan uss par jaan toh chhidakti thi par jaan jane ka darr bhi unke mann mein rahta tha.. Sunte hain ki ek ladki ke propose karne par Virender ne usko kheench kar ek tamacha de diya tha.. Paanchon ungaliyan uske chehre par chhap gayi thi.. Tab se hi ladkiyan.. Bus door se hi aah bhar kar kaam chala rahi thi..
"main tumko kya kah rahi hoon.. " aur ladki ki aankhon mein aansoon utar aaye.. Wah wapas apni bench par ja baithi..
"yaar... Ladki ko aise nahi daantna chahiye.." Raj ne Virender ke sath apni bench par
Baithte huye kaha..
"haan.. Nahi kahna chahiye.. Main bhi maanta hoon.. Par ladki ko bhi toh apni maryadayein yaad rakhni chahiyein...
"yaar.. Usne majak hi toh kiya tha.. Main sorry bolkar aata hoon.." isse pahle ki virendra kuchh bolta.. Raj uske bench tak pahunch gaya tha..
Usne wahan jakar 'sorry' bola hi tha ki darwaje se wahi sureeli aawaj aayi jo usne raat ko suni thi.."Naya ladka koun hai?"
Aur ek baar fir poori class mein thhahake goonj uthhe... 'Naya Ladka!'
"Ismein hansne wali kya baat hai.. Maine koyi joke sunaya hai.." Priya ko ek minute pahle huye tamashe ki jankari nahi thi...
Raj palat gaya.. Uska dil ek baar fir dhadakna bhool gaya..,"Mmain hoon.. Raj!" raj ka hath apne aap hi uski taraf badh gaya..
"Tumhe Goud sir bula rahe hain.. Staff room mein..!" Priya ne badhe huye hath ko nahi thama..
"par ... mujhe staff room ka pata nahi hai..!" raj ne sharmakar hath wapas kheench liya...
"chalo.. Main lekar chalti hoon.." Kahkar Priya bahar nikal gayi.. Raj ki aankhon mein panap rahe apne pan ko usne koyi tawajjo nahi di.. Shayad sunder ladkiyon ko iski aadat hoti hai..
Bina ek bhi shabd boley dono staffroom pahunch gaye...
"Come in Sir?" Priya aur Raj permission lekar Goud Sir ki chair ke paas ja pahunche.. Ye wahi thhe jinhone Raj ko prayer mein toka tha...
"Kya baat hai Sir..?" Raj ko laga Priya ke saamne hi uski kirkiri hogi..
"hummm...! Mr. Handsome, yahan padhne aaye ho ki taank jhank karne..?"
"Ssir.. Main samjha nahi.. " Raj ne bholepan se kaha..
"samajh toh tum sab gaye ho beta.. Tum dikhne mein sundar ho.. Iska matlab ye nahi ki.. Khair chhodo.. 10th mein kitne marks aaye hain..?"
"sir.. 95%!" bolte huye Raj ki aankhon mein chamak thi.. Garv tha.."
"How much?!!!!" Priya ne aisa react kiya mano usko visvas na hua ho..
"95%!"
"Hummm.. Thats like a gud boy.. Shayad mujhse hi koyi chook ho gayi hogi.. Jao.. Enjoy ur studies!" aur Goud sir ne raj ki kamar par thhapki dekar usko wapas bhej diya.. Class ki aur jate huye Raj man hi man uchhal raha tha.. Priya ne uski scoring par aascharya vyakt kiya tha.. Prabhavit jaroor huyi hogi.. Usne sath chupchap chal rahi Priya ke mann ko sarsari najar se padhne ki koshish ki.. Par kuchh khas ab laga nahi..,"Aa.. Aapke kitne marks hain.. 10th main.."
"Achchhe hain.. Par tumhare aagey kuchh nahi.. Bus yun samajh lo ki tumse pahle main hi college ki topper thi..
"ohh.." Raj ne aise react kiya mano Priya ka record kharaab karne par usko bahut afsos huaa ho.. Iss'se pahle wo kuchh aur bolta.. Uski aankhein aascharya se fat gayi.. Wah ek baar saamne se aa rahi Riya ko dekhta toh ek baar sath chal rahi Priya ko...
"Ye meri behan hai.. Riya! Mujhse 8 minute chhoti.. Riya! Ye hain Mr..??" Priya ki prashansoochak najron ne Raj ke Dil par kahar sa dhaya..
"Mujhe Raj kahte hain.. !"
"Tumm.. Toh hamare ghar ke saamne hi rahte ho na...?" Riya ne tapak se poochha...
"Kya???" Priya ne aascharya vyakt kiya..
"ji.. Mujhe nahi pata aap kahan rahti hain.. Main toh model Town 82-R main rahta hoon.." Raj ne anjan ban'ne ki koshish ki...
"Achchha.. Toh wo tumhi ho.. Jo..." kuchh sochkar Priya aagey ki baat kha gayi..
"Ji kya?" Raj asamanjhas mein pad gaya..
"kuchh nahi.. Class ka time ho raha hai.. " kahkar Priya riya ka hath pakad kar class ki aur aage badh gayi..
Raj unke peechhe peechhe chalta hua unko ghoorta raha.. Kya samanta thi.. Unki height mein bhi.. Unki hansi mein bhi.. Unki chal mein bhi.. Aur chalte huye lachak rahe unke madak kulhon mein bhi... 'aah! Kis kis ko.... '
Raj mann hi man muskuraya aur class mein ghus gaya...
"kya baat thi.. Andar ghuste hi Virender ne chinta se poochha " Daant padi kya?"
"Nahi.. Shabashi mili.. " Raj ne muskurate huye kaha..
"Sach! Kisliye?
"ab main college ka topper hoon.. Isliye..!" Raj ne seena taan kar kaha...
"A tujhe pata hai.. Raj ke 10th mein 95% marks hain.." Priya ne sath baithi riya ke kaan mein kaha..
"Sach... Dikhne mein toh ekdum bhola.. Sweet sa lagta hai.. Isne cheating kar li hogi kya???" Riya sharaarat se raj ki aur dekhkar muskurayi...
"Achchha.. Toh tere kahne ka matlab ye hai ki mere 91 cheating ki wajah se aaye hain.. Hey bhagwan.. Jab teachers ko pata chalega toh meri toh hawa hi kharaab ho jayegi..." Priya ko apni kursi hilti najar aayi....
"Hey Virendra! Dekh.. Priya mujhe dekhkar muskura rahi hai..." Raj ne Riya ko apni aur muskurate dekh Virender se kaha...
"Wo Riya hai.. Chakkar mein mat aana.. Shikayat karne mein bhi sabse aage rahti hai.. Muskurati hai bus! Sabko pata hai..." Virender ne apne hath se Raj ki unki aur nikli huyi bateesi band karke usko seedha kar diya..
"par tujhe kaise pata.. Dono ek jaisi hain.. Bilkul! Aur tune kaha bhi tha.. Ki tu bhi unko nahi pahchan pata!" Raj ne utsukta se poochha..
"aise toh unki maa bhi unko nahi pahchanegi.. Riya kaan mein bali daalti hai.. Par pls yaar.. Ye sab mujhe achchha nahi lagta.. Tu padhayi mein dhyan laga.. Bus!" virendra ne usko naseeha di...
"bus ek aakhiri baat.. Inmein se kisi ka boyfriend hai kya?"
"Kyun? Main inka assistant hoon kya? Ab kuchh poochhna hai toh seedha ja aur unse poochh le..."
"bura kyun maanta hai yaar.. Main toh.." tabhi class mein sir aa gaye aur sari class khadi ho gayi.... "Kya haal hain.. Thhanedaar sahab!" vicky ghar ke andar ghuste hi drawing room mein padey sofe par fail gaya...
"koun?" parde ke pichhe se kadak aawaj aayi...
"aap kahan yaad rakhenge hamein.. Hamein hi aakar baar baar aapko shakal dikhani padti hai..." kahkar vicky hansne laga....
"Oh vicky bhai.. Kaise ho?" khisiyaye huye se Vijender ne andar aakar baithte huye kaha..," Sunti ho? Kuchh thande vande ka intjaam karo.."
"itni meharbani ka shukriya.. Wo sec 4 wala Multiplex aap kab bikwa rahe hain.. Hamein jald se jald kabja chahiye.. Jhakas jagah hai!" Vicky ne khidki se bahar jhankte huye kaha..
"itna aasan nahi hai bhai... Murari ki bhi pahunch upar tak hai.. Ab agar sarkar nahi badli toh mere galey mein fansi latak jayegi.. Par mein dekh raha hoon..." vijender ne lumbi saans chhodi.....
"Murari ki maa ka... Sala uske baap ka maal hai kya..?Toh pahle mujhe uski maa behan karni padegi pahle.. Ye bol na.... Saaley ki...." tabhi achanak vicky chup hokar drawing room mein achanak ghus aaye jalwe ko niharne laga...
"papa! Mujhe sweta ke ghar notes lene jana hai.. Jaaun kya..?" Riya ne vicky par dhayn nahi diya...
"Kitni baar kaha hai ki ye len den college mein hi kiya karo.. Chalo! Kahin jane ki jarurat nahi hai.." Vijender ne pasine ke roop mein mathhe par chhalak aaya apna gussa ponchha... Riya saham kar andar chali gayi....
"ye... Tumhari beti hai khanna?" Vicky na chahkar bhi uss haseen kali ke baare mein poochh hi baitha..
"yaar.. Kitni baar kaha hai ki inn kaamon ke liye office mein hi aa jaya karo.. Ghar mein aise baat karna achchha nahi lagta.."
"kounsa office.. Thhana?"
"haan!"
"par aap wahan milte hi nahi toh kya karein.. Mujhe bhi jawaan betiyon wale gharon mein jana waise achchha nahi lagta.." Vicky ne apne honton par jeebh feri...
"khair chhodo.. Lala 10 karod maang raha hai.. Kahta hai.. Isse kam par baat hi nahi karega..." vijender ne baat palat'te huye kaha..
"aur main usko 8 karod se jyada nahi doonga.."
"par murari 10 dene ko taiyaar hai..."
" Pahle kahe deta hoon.. Kho doonga murari ko.. Iss duniya se.. Baad mein mat kahna bataya nahi tha.. Aur body bhi yahin daal kar jaaunga.. Tere ghar ke saamne! Chalta hoon.. Jai ho!" kahkar Vicky ghar se bahar khadi safari mein ja baitha..
"yaar.. Tum politicians ka main kya karoon.. Wo kahta hai tumhe tapka dega aur tum kahte ho...." Vijender apni baat poori nahi kar paya.. Gadi ka sheesha upar chadha aur vijender pichhe hat gaya.. Gadi sadak kinare ki dhool udati huyi wahan se gayab ho gayi.....
"Yaar.. Thhanedar ki beti ne khada kar diya.. Koyi taaja maal hai kya...?" Vicky ne jaane kisko fone milya....
"kal tak khada rakh sako toh ho jayega vicky.. Aaj koyi chance nahi hai.. Nayi ka.. Kaho toh......." saamne wale ki baat ko vicky ne beech mein hi kaat diya...
"Murari ki bhi ek beti hai na...."
"tu pagal toh nahi ho gaya hai vicky... Kya bak raha hai? Business alag cheese hai.. Masti alag!"
"arey business ko maro goli.. Sala mujhe tapkane ki kah raha hai.. Tu jaldi uska data bata..." Vicky ke chehre par muskaan aa gayi...
"maan ja vicky.. Ulajh jayenge.. Mantri bhi sath nahi dega.."
"jo sath nahi dega uski maa ki choot.. Tu jaldi bata.. Nahi toh.."
"thheek hai bhai.. Par main ab iss maamle mein nahi hoon.. Yaad rakhna.. Aur ye bhi ki sarkaar aajkal usi ki hai... Likh!"
"Pen nahi hai bhosdi ke.. Msg kar de.. Aur sun.. Tune pakka soch liya hai na tu maamle mein nahi hai..."
"yaar! Tu samajhta nahi hai.. Panga ho jayega.. Agar usko jara bhi bhanak lag gayi toh wo iska bhi rajnitik fayda uthane ki sochega.. Fir media hamein bakshegi nahi.. Career choupat ho jayega bhai... Maan ja.."
"tu aisa kar.. Uski ladki ki history msg kar aur mera resignation letter.. Type karwa ke rakh..." kahkar vicky ne fone kaat diya... "Hello!"
"Ji Murari ji hain?"
"Tu koun bey?"
"Namastey Murari Ji.. Main city thana incharge Vijender bol raha hoon.." Vijender ki aawaj ghighiyayi huyi thi...
"Haan... Khanna! Teri baksheesh mili nahi kya..." Murari ne lahja naram kiya..
"wo baat nahi hai bhai sahab.... Wwo.. Vicky aaya tha.. Kafi bukbuk karke gaya hai.. Kah raha tha.." vijender ki baat adhoori hi rah gayi...
"Uss saley ka naam mere saamne mat le.. Agar Uss taraf najar utha kar bhi dekha toh mar dunga saley ko.. Samjha chuka hoon.. Agar wo aise hi dhamki giri karta raha toh jaan se jayega.. Main elections ki wajah se chup hoon.. Warna uski.. Mein thhukwa deta.. Samjha usko.. Kal ka lounda hai.. Jyada garmi dikhaYega toh mahnga padega.."
"Maine usko bol diya hai.. Baki aap dekh lena... Kuchh jyada hi bol raha tha.. Mere toh dil mein aaya tha ki uthakar saley ko andar kar doon.. Par aapki wajah se hi chup raha.. Kahin aap par bewajah aarop na lagein..."
"tune thheek hi kiya khanna.. Ek baar election ho jane de.. Fir tu dekhna.. Main uska kya karta hoon... Achchha ab fone rakh.. Koyi fone aa raha hai waiting mein..." kahkar Murari ne dusri call receive ki," Haan meri gudiya rani.. Kaisi hai meri bachchi...."
"kitni baar bataun papa.. Mujhe gudiya naam achchha nahi lagta.. Ab mein bachchi nahi rahi.. 19 ki ho chuki hoon....!" udhar se komal si aawaj aayi..
"par mere liye toh tu gudiya hi rahegi na.. Bol kaise yaad kiya.. Papa ko abhi bahut kaam hai....
"kya papa! Meri sari chhuttiyan khatam ho gayi... Aap mujhe ghar kyun nahi aane dete.. Ab fir college se bachche tour par chale gaye hain.. Aapne mujhe wahan bhi nahi jane diya....Main yahan akeli bore ho rahi hoon..."
"Beta.. Tu samajhti nahi hai.. Mujhe aksar bahar hi rahna padta hai.. Aur fir yahan bhi tum akeli bore hi howogi... Chal main tera personal tour ka intzaam karata hoon.. Ab toh khush!"
"oh thanx papa.. U r so great.. Ummmmmchhha! Kab bhej rahe ho gadi..."
"kal hi bhej deta hoon.. Meri bachchi.."
"okey papa.. Bye!"
"bye beta!"
Murari ne ek aur fone milaya..," Haan Mohan!"
"yes Sir!"
"kal hi Mercedes lekar Hostal pahunch jao.. 5-7 din...Jahan bhi wah kahe.. Usko ghuma lana.. Har tarah ka khyal rakhana..
"OK Sir!"
Murari ne call disconnect karte hi wahan nirvastra leti uski beti ki hi umar ki ladki ki
chuchiyon mein sir ghusa diya.... Vicky khidki mein khada hokar ghumad aaye badlon ko dekh raha tha.. Kisi gahri soch mein.. Jo planning wah kar raha tha.. Wah Ghatak thi.. Khud ke liye bhi aur uske career ke liye bhi.. Halanki Rajniti mein uski gahri paith thhi... Par iski galiyan kitni bewafa aur harjayi hoti hain.. Vicky ko ahsaas tha.. Murari ki beti ko agwa karna khud CM ko chot pahunchane ke barabar tha.. Par nafrat ki aag hoti hi aisi hai.. Ismein khud ke nuksaan ya fayde ke barey mein nahi socha jata.. Bulki dushman ki tabahi hi aham hoti hai.. Fir chahe jaan hi kyun na chali jaye..
Murari ka chehra jehan mein aate hi jaise uska munh kadwa ho gaya.. Adhjali cigerette ko bahar fainka aur thhook diya," Sala bhadwa! Kitni kutti cheej hai.."
Vicky ne budbudaya...
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