08-03-2025, 06:06 PM
"Riya.. aaj wo ladka nahi aaya na...!" Class mein baithhi Priya ki najrein kisi ko dhhoondh rahi thhi...
"ohooo... Kya baat hai.. aajkal...."
"jyada bakwas matkar.. Pahle toh meri file de di uss ghamchakkar ko .. Ab majaak soojh rahe hain... Aaj practical hai.. Chemistry ka.. agar nahi aaya toh main kya karoongi.." Priya ne munh banakar apne chehre par ubhar aaye sharmilepan ko chhipane ki koshish ki...
"hamare saamne hi toh rahta hai.. Ghar jakar maang lana..!" Riya ne chutki li.. Usko pata thha ki uske ghar mein ye sab nahi chalta....
"tu pagal hai kya..? main uske ghar jaaungi? marwa de mujhe!....... Tu le aana agar himmat hai toh!" Priya ne Riya ko jhidakte huye kaha...
"Main toh kabhi na jaaun? Haan.. Virender ko kah sakti thhi par aaj toh wo bhi nahi dikh raha..
Tabhi class mein Sir aa gaye aur unki guftgu band ho gayi. " may i come in Sir?" 22-23 saal ki chulbuli si ek chharhare badan ki yuvati ne Murari se anadar aane ki ijajat maangi...
"aao jaan e mann.." Murari khush lag raha thha..
" Sir.. Delhi si pandey ji ka fone hai.." kahkar wo wapas chali gayi..
"Nashe mein hone ke bawjood Murari khud ko receiver uthhakar kada hone se na rok paya," Jaihind Sir..!"
" ye kya tamasha hai Murari..? tumhari beti toh sahi salamat hai..?" udhar se gurrati huyi aawaj aayi..
Murari chounke bina na rah saka.. usne toh sneha ko mana kiya thha.. kisi ko bhi kuchh bhi batane se.. fir baat Delhi tak kaise pahunch gayi...," haan.. haan sir.. main abhi aapko fone karne hi wala thha.. wwo Sneha ka ffone ..aaya thha.. abhi abhi.. bus uss'se hi baat kar raha thha.. wo.. kisi ne afwah failayi thi.. sir... main aapko batane hi wala thha.."
"achchha.. afwah failayi thhi.. Jara ek baar TV on karke IBN7 dekho.. tumhari akal thhikane aa jaayegi.. How mean u r!" kahkar pandey ne fone kaat diya..
T.V. toh pahle hi on thha.. bus channel jara dusra thha.. Ftv! Murari ne hadbadahat mein channel search karne shuru kiye.. jaise hi IBN& screen par aaya.. uski aankhein fati ki fati rah gayi.. uski beti jaisi ladki TV par thhi... arrey haan.. wahi toh thhi..!
Murari ko ekdum aisa ahsaas hua mano uske pairon tale jameen khisak gayi ho... wo khada na rah saka aur dhamm se sofe par aa gira...
Sneha baar baar TV screen par wo baatein kah rahi thhi.. jinko wo 100% sach maan rahi thhi.. uske baap ka usko ghoomkar aane ke liye kahne se lekar baap ke gundon se bachkar wahan tak aane ki.... kuchh hi baton mein milawat thhi.. jaise usko nahi pata ki driver kahan hai.. aur wo ab apni kisi purani saheli ke paas rah rahi hai..
"ab main aapko wo recording sunati hoon.. jo mere fone mein default setting hone ki wajah se save ho gayi.... mere papa ne mere paas call ki thhi.." kahte huye Sneha beech beech mein subak rahi thhi.. aur news reader baar baar usko dhairya rakhne ki gujarish kar rahi thhi..
Recording sunkar Murari ka chehra laal ho gaya.. uske dwara kahi gayi baatein jaane anjaane Murari ki aur hi ungli uthha rahi thhi.. beshak uske dimag mein ye khayal bahut baad mein.. virodhi partiyon ki taraf se dhamki bhare fone aane ke jhhoothhe aaropon ko sach sabit karne ke uddeshya se aaya thha...
Channel wale TRP badhane ke chakkar mein baal ki khaal utaarne mein lage thhe.. TV screen par neeche lagataar flash ho raha tha.. " Murari ya Durachari! Exclusive on IBN7"
" Sneha ji.. kahin ismein aapka driver bhi toh shamil nahi hai..?" Anchor ne sawaal kiya...
"Nahi.. main aapko bata hi chuki hoon ki unhone apni taraf se poori koshish ki thhi.. mujhe bachane ki.. par wo usko bhi mere sath hi daal kar le gaye.. fir usne wahan se nikalne mein bhi meri madad ki... baki Recording se sab kuchh saaf hai.."
Anchor ne nahle par dahla thhonka..," par recording main toh aap kah rahi hain ki aap driver ke sath hi hain... aur ab aap kah rahi hain ki aapko driver ke baare mein nahi pata.. wo kahan hai.. iski wajah?"
Sneha ek pal ko sakpaka gayi.. par jald hi sambhalte huye boli...," wo.. wo maine tab jhooth bola thha.. taki papa meri location ke bare mein idea na laga paayein..!"
" par agar Gunde aapke papa ne hi bheje thhe.. toh unko toh maloom hona chahiye thha ki Driver unke gundon ke hi paas hai.. fir unhone aapse poochha kyun?" Anchor ne ek aur bouncer mara...
ye sawaal sunkar Murari ke chehre par hulka sa sukoon aaya.. ," iss loundiya ko toh CBI mein hona chahiye.." uske munh se nikla..
" ye sawaal aap mere papa se hi karein.. unhone kyun poochha..? ya fir ho sakta hai.. wo bhi mere baad bach nikalne mein kaamyab ho gaye hon.. isiliye unhone fone kiya ho..?"
" toh dekha aapne.. hamaare desh ki rajniti kis kadar gir chuki hai.. chand voton ki khatir jo neta.. apni itni pyari beti tak ko daanv par lagaane se nahi chookte.. unke liye aap aur hum jaise insaano ki kya keemat hai.. aap andaja laga sakte hain.. beharhaal.. hum Murari se contact karne ki koshish kar rahe hain.. tab tak lete hain ek chhota sa break.. aap dekhte rahiye.. aaj ki sabse sansanikhej wardaat.. ' Murari ya Durachari ' sirf aur sirf IBN par.. jaayiyega nahi.. abhi aur bhi khulaase hone baki hain.. milte hain Break ke baad!"
Pagal se ho uthhe Murari ne table par rakhi Botal TV par de mari.. Screen toot kar TV se dhunwa nikalne laga.. hadbadahat mein Murari ne Pandey ke paas fone milaya...
" ppandey ji.. sab bakwaas hai.. jhoothh hai.. mere khilaf bahut badi sajis ho rahi hai.. virodhiyon ki aur se..."
" what the hell r u talking about.. ye muhawra bahut purana ho gaya Murari.. mat bhhoolo ki Screen par tumhari apni beti hai.. jo tumhare shadyantra ka khulasa kar rahi hai... ab ho sake toh jaldi se apni beti ko apne control mein lo.. warna aap kal se party mein nahi hain.. aap jaise aadmi ki wajah se hum party ki chhavi ko nuksaan nahi pahuncha sakte..!" party aalakamaan ka gussa saatwein aasman par thha..
"ssir.. suniye toh.. wo.. wo meri beti nahi hai... main ye baat prove kar sakta hoon.. Main wo DNA PNA ke liye bhi taiyar hoon. sir.. wo meri biwi ki najayaj aulaad hai.. sali kutia.. apni maa par gayi hai.. madar chod.. bik gayi! wo mera khoon nahi hai sir.." Murari anap shanaap jaane kya kya ugle ja raha thha..
"Mind ur language.. Murari! we have nothing to do wd ur past or whatever u r talking about.. just try to take back ur child in ur favour or be ready to be kicked out...!" kahkar Pandey ne patak se fone kaat diya.. kafi der se wo darwaaje par khadi Murari ki call ke khatam hone ka intzaar kar rahi thi... jaise hi call disconnect huyi.. usne andar aane ki ijaajat maangi," may i come in,Sir?"
"tu.. sali kutiya.. yahan khadi hokar kya sun rahi hai..? behanchod.. andar aa.."
Shalini darr ke maare kaampne lagi.. 2 din pahle hi usne Murari ke office ko join kiya thha.. yun toh office ke har employee ko Murari ki charitraheenta ka pata thha.. par noukri ka laalach aur sunder aur kunwari ladkiyon ko achchhi tankhwah dene ka Murari ka record ladkiyon ko wahan kheench hi lata thha.. waise bhi Murari office mein 5-6 mahinon se jyada kisi ladki ko rakhta nahi thha...," sirr.. wo.. IBN7 se baar baar aapke liye call aa rahi hai.." shalini sukhe patte ki tarah thar thar kaampti thhodi si andar aakar khadi ho gayi...
" unn behan ke lodon ko toh main baad mein dekh loonga.. pahle tu bata.. kya sun rahi thhi.. chhip kar..!" Murari khada hokar Shalini ke paas gaya aur uska girebaan pakad kar kheench liya.. shirt ka ek button toot kar farsh par ja gira.. Shalini ki safed Bra shirt mein se jhalak uthhi..
" kuchh.. nahi sirr.. maine kuchh nahi suna.. mmmain toh abhi aayi thhi.. pls sir.. mujhe maaf kar dijiye.. aayinda aisi galati nahi hogi..." Shalini ne Murari ke munh se aa rahi tej badbu se bachne ke liye apna chehra ek taraf karke apna hath upar uthhaya aur.. uske aur murari ke chehre ke beech mein le aayi...
Murari ne shalini ka wahi hath pakda aur usko mod diya.. dard ke maare wo Ghoom gayi.. uski gaand Murari ki jaanghon se sati huyi thhi..," aah.. chhod dijiye Sir.. pls.. main aapke hath jodti hoon...
Ab tak shalini ke kunware aur garam khoon ki mehak pakar Murari ki aankhon mein waasna ke laal dorey tairne lage thhe..," chhod dun.. sali.. kutiya.. tujhe chhod dunga toh kya teri maa ko chodunga... chhupkar baat sun'ne ki saja toh tujhe milegi hi.." kahte huye murari ne usko jor se dhakka diya aur sambhalne ki koshish karti huyi si shalini Bed ke kone par ja giri..
turant hi uthhte huye ussne jahan se button toota hua thha.. wahan shirt ko apne hath se pakad liya.. aur gidgidaane lagi..," main barbaad ho jaaungi Sirr.. mujhe nahi karni noukri.. aap mujhe jaane dijiye pls.. jaane dijiye.." jo kuchh hone wala thha.. uski kalpana karke hi shalini sihar uthhi.. aur fafak kar rone lagi...
"chup kar kutiya.. jyada natak mat kar.. nahi toh kabhi wapas nahi ja paayegi... tu meri baatein sunn'ne ki himmat karti hai.. Murari ki baatein.." Murari ne kahte huye uske baalon ko pakad kar upar ki aur kheench liya.. asahay si ho uthhi Shalini ki aidiyan dard ko kum karne ki khatir upar uthh gayi.. tab bhi baat nahi bani toh uske hath upar uthhkar apne balon ko neeche ki aur kheenchne lage...," pls.. sir.. main mar jaaungi.. mujhe jaane do...!"
Murari ne ek baar fir uski shirt ko pakad kar kheencha aur shirt par uski ijjat ke rakhwale button dum tod gaye.. fati huyi shirt mein Shalini ka kamsin badan Daru ke nashe mein aur ijaafa kar raha thha... baal kheenche hone ki wajah se wo baithkar apne aapko chhupa bhi nahi sakti thhi.. asahay khadi thhi.. bilbilate huye.. bilakhte huye...
"isko khol sali..! warna ise bhi faad dunga.." nashe mein tunn Murari ne Shalini ki bra mein hath daal diya... uski chhoochi par ubhara huaa mota daana Murari ki ungaliyon se takra kar saham gaya... Murari apni beti ka gussa uss bechari par nikal raha thha....
"pls sir.. mere baal chhod dijiye.. bahut dard ho raha hai..." Shalini cheekh si padi...
"Bra nikal pahle.. nahi toh ukhad dunga saare..?" Murari ne baalon ko aur sakhti se kheench liya..
"aaah.. nikalti hoon.. sir.. bhagwaan ke liye.. pls.. ek baar chhod dijiye baal.. aaah.."
Murari ne jhatka sa dete huye uske balon ko chhod diya... aur jakar darwaja band kar diya..
"ohooo... Kya baat hai.. aajkal...."
"jyada bakwas matkar.. Pahle toh meri file de di uss ghamchakkar ko .. Ab majaak soojh rahe hain... Aaj practical hai.. Chemistry ka.. agar nahi aaya toh main kya karoongi.." Priya ne munh banakar apne chehre par ubhar aaye sharmilepan ko chhipane ki koshish ki...
"hamare saamne hi toh rahta hai.. Ghar jakar maang lana..!" Riya ne chutki li.. Usko pata thha ki uske ghar mein ye sab nahi chalta....
"tu pagal hai kya..? main uske ghar jaaungi? marwa de mujhe!....... Tu le aana agar himmat hai toh!" Priya ne Riya ko jhidakte huye kaha...
"Main toh kabhi na jaaun? Haan.. Virender ko kah sakti thhi par aaj toh wo bhi nahi dikh raha..
Tabhi class mein Sir aa gaye aur unki guftgu band ho gayi. " may i come in Sir?" 22-23 saal ki chulbuli si ek chharhare badan ki yuvati ne Murari se anadar aane ki ijajat maangi...
"aao jaan e mann.." Murari khush lag raha thha..
" Sir.. Delhi si pandey ji ka fone hai.." kahkar wo wapas chali gayi..
"Nashe mein hone ke bawjood Murari khud ko receiver uthhakar kada hone se na rok paya," Jaihind Sir..!"
" ye kya tamasha hai Murari..? tumhari beti toh sahi salamat hai..?" udhar se gurrati huyi aawaj aayi..
Murari chounke bina na rah saka.. usne toh sneha ko mana kiya thha.. kisi ko bhi kuchh bhi batane se.. fir baat Delhi tak kaise pahunch gayi...," haan.. haan sir.. main abhi aapko fone karne hi wala thha.. wwo Sneha ka ffone ..aaya thha.. abhi abhi.. bus uss'se hi baat kar raha thha.. wo.. kisi ne afwah failayi thi.. sir... main aapko batane hi wala thha.."
"achchha.. afwah failayi thhi.. Jara ek baar TV on karke IBN7 dekho.. tumhari akal thhikane aa jaayegi.. How mean u r!" kahkar pandey ne fone kaat diya..
T.V. toh pahle hi on thha.. bus channel jara dusra thha.. Ftv! Murari ne hadbadahat mein channel search karne shuru kiye.. jaise hi IBN& screen par aaya.. uski aankhein fati ki fati rah gayi.. uski beti jaisi ladki TV par thhi... arrey haan.. wahi toh thhi..!
Murari ko ekdum aisa ahsaas hua mano uske pairon tale jameen khisak gayi ho... wo khada na rah saka aur dhamm se sofe par aa gira...
Sneha baar baar TV screen par wo baatein kah rahi thhi.. jinko wo 100% sach maan rahi thhi.. uske baap ka usko ghoomkar aane ke liye kahne se lekar baap ke gundon se bachkar wahan tak aane ki.... kuchh hi baton mein milawat thhi.. jaise usko nahi pata ki driver kahan hai.. aur wo ab apni kisi purani saheli ke paas rah rahi hai..
"ab main aapko wo recording sunati hoon.. jo mere fone mein default setting hone ki wajah se save ho gayi.... mere papa ne mere paas call ki thhi.." kahte huye Sneha beech beech mein subak rahi thhi.. aur news reader baar baar usko dhairya rakhne ki gujarish kar rahi thhi..
Recording sunkar Murari ka chehra laal ho gaya.. uske dwara kahi gayi baatein jaane anjaane Murari ki aur hi ungli uthha rahi thhi.. beshak uske dimag mein ye khayal bahut baad mein.. virodhi partiyon ki taraf se dhamki bhare fone aane ke jhhoothhe aaropon ko sach sabit karne ke uddeshya se aaya thha...
Channel wale TRP badhane ke chakkar mein baal ki khaal utaarne mein lage thhe.. TV screen par neeche lagataar flash ho raha tha.. " Murari ya Durachari! Exclusive on IBN7"
" Sneha ji.. kahin ismein aapka driver bhi toh shamil nahi hai..?" Anchor ne sawaal kiya...
"Nahi.. main aapko bata hi chuki hoon ki unhone apni taraf se poori koshish ki thhi.. mujhe bachane ki.. par wo usko bhi mere sath hi daal kar le gaye.. fir usne wahan se nikalne mein bhi meri madad ki... baki Recording se sab kuchh saaf hai.."
Anchor ne nahle par dahla thhonka..," par recording main toh aap kah rahi hain ki aap driver ke sath hi hain... aur ab aap kah rahi hain ki aapko driver ke baare mein nahi pata.. wo kahan hai.. iski wajah?"
Sneha ek pal ko sakpaka gayi.. par jald hi sambhalte huye boli...," wo.. wo maine tab jhooth bola thha.. taki papa meri location ke bare mein idea na laga paayein..!"
" par agar Gunde aapke papa ne hi bheje thhe.. toh unko toh maloom hona chahiye thha ki Driver unke gundon ke hi paas hai.. fir unhone aapse poochha kyun?" Anchor ne ek aur bouncer mara...
ye sawaal sunkar Murari ke chehre par hulka sa sukoon aaya.. ," iss loundiya ko toh CBI mein hona chahiye.." uske munh se nikla..
" ye sawaal aap mere papa se hi karein.. unhone kyun poochha..? ya fir ho sakta hai.. wo bhi mere baad bach nikalne mein kaamyab ho gaye hon.. isiliye unhone fone kiya ho..?"
" toh dekha aapne.. hamaare desh ki rajniti kis kadar gir chuki hai.. chand voton ki khatir jo neta.. apni itni pyari beti tak ko daanv par lagaane se nahi chookte.. unke liye aap aur hum jaise insaano ki kya keemat hai.. aap andaja laga sakte hain.. beharhaal.. hum Murari se contact karne ki koshish kar rahe hain.. tab tak lete hain ek chhota sa break.. aap dekhte rahiye.. aaj ki sabse sansanikhej wardaat.. ' Murari ya Durachari ' sirf aur sirf IBN par.. jaayiyega nahi.. abhi aur bhi khulaase hone baki hain.. milte hain Break ke baad!"
Pagal se ho uthhe Murari ne table par rakhi Botal TV par de mari.. Screen toot kar TV se dhunwa nikalne laga.. hadbadahat mein Murari ne Pandey ke paas fone milaya...
" ppandey ji.. sab bakwaas hai.. jhoothh hai.. mere khilaf bahut badi sajis ho rahi hai.. virodhiyon ki aur se..."
" what the hell r u talking about.. ye muhawra bahut purana ho gaya Murari.. mat bhhoolo ki Screen par tumhari apni beti hai.. jo tumhare shadyantra ka khulasa kar rahi hai... ab ho sake toh jaldi se apni beti ko apne control mein lo.. warna aap kal se party mein nahi hain.. aap jaise aadmi ki wajah se hum party ki chhavi ko nuksaan nahi pahuncha sakte..!" party aalakamaan ka gussa saatwein aasman par thha..
"ssir.. suniye toh.. wo.. wo meri beti nahi hai... main ye baat prove kar sakta hoon.. Main wo DNA PNA ke liye bhi taiyar hoon. sir.. wo meri biwi ki najayaj aulaad hai.. sali kutia.. apni maa par gayi hai.. madar chod.. bik gayi! wo mera khoon nahi hai sir.." Murari anap shanaap jaane kya kya ugle ja raha thha..
"Mind ur language.. Murari! we have nothing to do wd ur past or whatever u r talking about.. just try to take back ur child in ur favour or be ready to be kicked out...!" kahkar Pandey ne patak se fone kaat diya.. kafi der se wo darwaaje par khadi Murari ki call ke khatam hone ka intzaar kar rahi thi... jaise hi call disconnect huyi.. usne andar aane ki ijaajat maangi," may i come in,Sir?"
"tu.. sali kutiya.. yahan khadi hokar kya sun rahi hai..? behanchod.. andar aa.."
Shalini darr ke maare kaampne lagi.. 2 din pahle hi usne Murari ke office ko join kiya thha.. yun toh office ke har employee ko Murari ki charitraheenta ka pata thha.. par noukri ka laalach aur sunder aur kunwari ladkiyon ko achchhi tankhwah dene ka Murari ka record ladkiyon ko wahan kheench hi lata thha.. waise bhi Murari office mein 5-6 mahinon se jyada kisi ladki ko rakhta nahi thha...," sirr.. wo.. IBN7 se baar baar aapke liye call aa rahi hai.." shalini sukhe patte ki tarah thar thar kaampti thhodi si andar aakar khadi ho gayi...
" unn behan ke lodon ko toh main baad mein dekh loonga.. pahle tu bata.. kya sun rahi thhi.. chhip kar..!" Murari khada hokar Shalini ke paas gaya aur uska girebaan pakad kar kheench liya.. shirt ka ek button toot kar farsh par ja gira.. Shalini ki safed Bra shirt mein se jhalak uthhi..
" kuchh.. nahi sirr.. maine kuchh nahi suna.. mmmain toh abhi aayi thhi.. pls sir.. mujhe maaf kar dijiye.. aayinda aisi galati nahi hogi..." Shalini ne Murari ke munh se aa rahi tej badbu se bachne ke liye apna chehra ek taraf karke apna hath upar uthhaya aur.. uske aur murari ke chehre ke beech mein le aayi...
Murari ne shalini ka wahi hath pakda aur usko mod diya.. dard ke maare wo Ghoom gayi.. uski gaand Murari ki jaanghon se sati huyi thhi..," aah.. chhod dijiye Sir.. pls.. main aapke hath jodti hoon...
Ab tak shalini ke kunware aur garam khoon ki mehak pakar Murari ki aankhon mein waasna ke laal dorey tairne lage thhe..," chhod dun.. sali.. kutiya.. tujhe chhod dunga toh kya teri maa ko chodunga... chhupkar baat sun'ne ki saja toh tujhe milegi hi.." kahte huye murari ne usko jor se dhakka diya aur sambhalne ki koshish karti huyi si shalini Bed ke kone par ja giri..
turant hi uthhte huye ussne jahan se button toota hua thha.. wahan shirt ko apne hath se pakad liya.. aur gidgidaane lagi..," main barbaad ho jaaungi Sirr.. mujhe nahi karni noukri.. aap mujhe jaane dijiye pls.. jaane dijiye.." jo kuchh hone wala thha.. uski kalpana karke hi shalini sihar uthhi.. aur fafak kar rone lagi...
"chup kar kutiya.. jyada natak mat kar.. nahi toh kabhi wapas nahi ja paayegi... tu meri baatein sunn'ne ki himmat karti hai.. Murari ki baatein.." Murari ne kahte huye uske baalon ko pakad kar upar ki aur kheench liya.. asahay si ho uthhi Shalini ki aidiyan dard ko kum karne ki khatir upar uthh gayi.. tab bhi baat nahi bani toh uske hath upar uthhkar apne balon ko neeche ki aur kheenchne lage...," pls.. sir.. main mar jaaungi.. mujhe jaane do...!"
Murari ne ek baar fir uski shirt ko pakad kar kheencha aur shirt par uski ijjat ke rakhwale button dum tod gaye.. fati huyi shirt mein Shalini ka kamsin badan Daru ke nashe mein aur ijaafa kar raha thha... baal kheenche hone ki wajah se wo baithkar apne aapko chhupa bhi nahi sakti thhi.. asahay khadi thhi.. bilbilate huye.. bilakhte huye...
"isko khol sali..! warna ise bhi faad dunga.." nashe mein tunn Murari ne Shalini ki bra mein hath daal diya... uski chhoochi par ubhara huaa mota daana Murari ki ungaliyon se takra kar saham gaya... Murari apni beti ka gussa uss bechari par nikal raha thha....
"pls sir.. mere baal chhod dijiye.. bahut dard ho raha hai..." Shalini cheekh si padi...
"Bra nikal pahle.. nahi toh ukhad dunga saare..?" Murari ne baalon ko aur sakhti se kheench liya..
"aaah.. nikalti hoon.. sir.. bhagwaan ke liye.. pls.. ek baar chhod dijiye baal.. aaah.."
Murari ne jhatka sa dete huye uske balon ko chhod diya... aur jakar darwaja band kar diya..
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