25-12-2025, 12:19 PM
Nahar ke us purane pul par maahol bilkul tana hua tha. Bhiku apne hosh kho chuka tha aur Siyali darr ke maare jami hui thi. Tabhi, hawa ko chirte hue ek nokeela patthar 'sann' se aaya aur seedha Bhiku ke takhne (ankle) par laga. Nishana itna sateek tha ki Bhiku ke muh se ek dardnak cheekh nikli. Usne rassi toh pehle hi chhod di thi, aur santulan bigadne ki wajah se wo lehraya aur 'chhapaak' ki awaaz saath paani ki nahar mein ja gira.
Siyali ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. "Bhiku ji!" wo chillayi. Bhale hi Bhiku ki niyat gandi thi, par Siyali ke andar ki insaniyat aur uska 'caring nature' use ghabrahat se bhar gaya. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha—kuch pal pehle jo mard use gandi nazar se dekh raha tha, wo ab paani mein hath-pair maar raha tha. Nahar zyada gehri toh nahi thi, par paani ka bahaw tez tha, jo Bhiku ko usi kinare ki taraf baha le gaya jahan se wo dono aaye the.
Siyali ne pul ke thode bache hue hisse ko kas kar pakda. Pul ab "marr-marr" ki awaaz kar raha tha. Bhiku aur Siyali ki kheecha-taani aur phir Bhiku ke girne ke jhatke ne us purane dhanchon ki himmat tod di thi. Siyali ne himmat jutayi aur tezi se do-teen kadam aage badhi. Jaise hi usne apna pair nahar ke doosre kinare (college wali taraf) ki mitti par rakha, ek bhayanak karkarahat hui aur woh purana pul beech se toot kar paani mein beh gaya.
Siyali ne peeche mud kar dekha. Ab uske aur Bhiku ke beech nahar ka tez bahaw aur toota hua pul tha. Woh akeli thi, dhoop mein bheegi hui, lekin us shaitaan se door.
Doosre kinare par, Bhiku kisi tarah ghas pakad kar bahar nikla. Uska pair chot ki wajah se neela pad gaya tha aur dard ke maare uski halat kharab thi. Usne gusse aur jalan bhari nazron se nahar ke us paar Siyali ko dekha, jo wahan se door khadi use darr aur chinta se nihar rahi thi.
Siyali ko ab samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo khush ho ya dukhi. Wo nahar ke us paar pahunch toh gayi thi, par rasta bhatka hua tha aur wo akeli thi. Tabhi uski nazar us jhaadi ki taraf gayi jahan se wo patthar aaya tha. Wahan sannata tha, par Siyali ko ehsaas ho gaya ki koi hai jo uspar nazar rakhe hue hai—koi aisa jo Bhiku ka dost toh bilkul nahi tha.
Bhairavnath apni purani cycle ko tezi se daudata hua apne sunsaan ghar pahuncha. Uske dimag mein wahi tasveer chal rahi thi—gulabi suit mein lipti Siyali aur uska wo naram badan. Usne ghar ke andar dakhil hote hi darwaza andar se mund liya. Uske ghar mein har taraf sharab ki khali botlein aur purane kapde bikhre pade the, jo uske gande aur behis (insignificant) jiwan ka saboot the.
Usne wo asli file nikali jo Pradhan Jagat Pratap Singh ne Siyali se sign karwane ke liye di thi. Woh file gaon ke bade development fund ki thi, jisme lakhon ka gaban (scam) hona tha. Bhairavnath ne us file ko dekha aur zor se hasne laga.
"Pradhan... tu samjha tha ki Bhairav tere liye sirf kutte ka kaam karega? Nahi... ab is haddi par pehla haq mera hoga," usne ek purani sharab ki bottle uthayi aur ek lamba ghoot bhara.
Bhairavnath ne file ko mez par patka aur aaram-kursi par pichad gaya. Uske hothon par ek makkari bhari muskan thi. "Pradhan toh murkh hai, kanoon se darayega toh ladki shehar bhag jayegi. Par agar main use ye mehsoos karwaun ki main ek akela, bimar aur dukhi insaan hoon, toh wo khud mere paas khichi aayegi," usne socha.
Bhairavnath ka plan bilkul saaf tha. Woh Pradhan ki is chori ka saboot apne paas rakh kar use blackmail karna chahta tha, lekin uski asli bhook toh Siyali thi. Usne apni jeb se ek chhota sa "itra" (perfume) ka faaha nikala, jo usne kal raat Siyali ke kamre ke bahar se churaya tha. Usne use soongha aur uski aankhein hawas se chamakne lagin.
Usne ek purana chaku uthaya aur mez par rakhe ek seb (apple) ko itni berahmi se kaata jaise wo kisi ka gala kaat raha ho. Uske dimaag mein chal raha tha ki jab Siyali thak-haar kar, darr kar uske paas aayegi, tab woh uski "masoomiyat" ka sauda karega.
Siyali ka wo komal swabhav hi uski sabse badi kamzori thi. Bhairav ne plan banaya ki woh uske samne sharab chhodne ka natak karega, apni tanhayi ka rona royega, taaki Siyali use sudharne ke chakkar mein uske aur kareeb aa jaye.
Lekin abhi uske badan mein ek ajab si bechaini thi. Siyali ka wo nikhra hua roop uske dimaag mein garmi paida kar raha tha. Usne apna purana mobile uthaya aur ek number milaya.
Do-teen bell ke baad udhar se ek bhari aur khanakti hui aurat ki awaaz aayi, "Haan... aaj bade dino baad yaad aayi meri? Ya phir se sharab ke nashe mein raasta bhatak gaye ho?"
Bhairavnath ne ek gehri saans li aur apni ankhon ko meench liya, "Aaj yaad nahi aayi re... aaj teri us gadrayi hui jism ki talash hai. Bahut mann kar raha hai tera."
Aurat ki hansi ki awaaz goonji, "Bada pyar ubal raha hai aaj?"
"Sun," Bhairav ne apni awaaz ko thoda bhari karte hue kaha, "Jaldi aa ja mere ghar. Aur sun, kuch mast 'pataka' banke aana... wahi laal rang ki sadi pehen ke jo tere badan se chipak jati hai. Main tab tak mehfil sajata hoon, aaj raat tujhe ji-bhar ke dekhna hai."
Phone rakh kar Bhairavnath ne ek gandi hansi hasi. Woh Siyali ko toh baad mein "shikar" karega, par abhi ke liye usne apni hawas ko shant karne ka bandobast kar liya tha. Woh utha aur kamre mein bikhri hui sharab ki botlein ek taraf karne laga, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Siyali ka wahi bholapan tha jise woh apne jhoote aansuon se dhone wala tha.
Bhairavnath ne phone rakha hi tha ki uske jism mein ek ajab si thartharahat hone lagi. Siyali ka khayal uske dimaag mein ek aag laga gaya tha, aur ab woh us aag ko bujhane ke liye betab tha. Usne ghar ke kone mein padi ek purani mez par do glass rakhe aur sasti desi sharab ki botal khol di. Kamre mein sharab ki teekhi gandh aur uske wehshi iraade milkar ek bhari mahaul bana rahe the.
Abhi aadha ghanta hi bita tha ki darwaze par dastak hui. Bhairavnath ne lapak kar darwaza khola. Saamne Champa khadi thi—gaon ki wo aurat jo apni be-parwah tabiyat aur gadraye hue jism ke liye badnaam thi. Bhairavnath ki farmaaish ke mutabik wo chamakti hui laal sadi pehan kar aayi thi, jo uske bhari badan par itni kas kar bandhi thi ki uske jism ka har ek mod saaf jhalak raha tha. Uske baalon mein chameli ka gajra tha aur aankhon mein kajal ki moti dhaar.
"Bada intezar karwaya tune," Bhairavnath ne ek bhookhi nazar uspar daali.
Champa ne ek tirchi muskan di aur andar dakhil hote hi apna pallu thoda sarka diya. "Intezar ka maza hi kuch aur hai, Bhairav."
Bhairavnath ne bina waqt ganwaye darwaza band kiya aur peeche se Champa ko apni baahon mein kas liya. Uske khurdure hath Champa ki naram kamar par aise jam gaye jaise koi jaanwar apne shikar ko dabocha ho. Champa ne ek siski li aur apna sar peeche ki taraf jhuka diya.
"Aaj toh tu poora pataka lag rahi hai," Bhairav ne uske kaan ke paas phusphusaya, uski saanson mein sharab ki garmi thi. Usne Champa ki gardan par apne hoth rakhe aur use berahmi se choomne laga.
Champa ne ghum kar Bhairav ke gale mein baahein daal din. Bhairavnath ne use utha kar sidha us purane bistar par patak diya jo abhi tak Siyali ke khayalon se garm tha. Woh kisi bhookhe bhediye ki tarah uspar toot pada. Champa ki laal sadi ka pallu ek jhatke mein sarak gaya, aur Bhairavnath ki hawasi nigahein uske gadraye hue badan par phisalne lagin.
Poori raat us sunsaan ghar mein sirf unki saanson ki garmi aur Champa ki choodiyon ki khan-khan goonjti rahi. Bhairavnath apni poori hawas uspar nikaal raha tha, har ek sparsh mein woh wehshipan tha jo woh Siyali ke saath karna chahta tha. Woh Champa ko kasta, use choomta aur uske badan se khelta raha, maano woh uske jism se Siyali ki khushbu ko nichodna chahta ho.
Champa bhi kam nahi thi, woh Bhairav ke har ek war ka jawab apni madhosh kar dene wali adayon se de rahi thi. Dono ne milkar us raat aisi 'rasleela' rachayi ki kamre ki deewarein bhi unki garmi se pighalne lagin. Bhairavnath ne apni hawas ki har hadd paar kar di, kabhi use apni baahon mein bharta toh kabhi uske badan ke har ek hisse ko apne hothon se nihar raha tha.
Jab bhor (subah) hone ko aayi, tab jaakar Bhairavnath thak-haar kar bistar par pichad gaya. Uska jism thanda pad raha tha, par dimaag mein abhi bhi ek hi naam tha—Siyali.
Siyali ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. "Bhiku ji!" wo chillayi. Bhale hi Bhiku ki niyat gandi thi, par Siyali ke andar ki insaniyat aur uska 'caring nature' use ghabrahat se bhar gaya. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha—kuch pal pehle jo mard use gandi nazar se dekh raha tha, wo ab paani mein hath-pair maar raha tha. Nahar zyada gehri toh nahi thi, par paani ka bahaw tez tha, jo Bhiku ko usi kinare ki taraf baha le gaya jahan se wo dono aaye the.
Siyali ne pul ke thode bache hue hisse ko kas kar pakda. Pul ab "marr-marr" ki awaaz kar raha tha. Bhiku aur Siyali ki kheecha-taani aur phir Bhiku ke girne ke jhatke ne us purane dhanchon ki himmat tod di thi. Siyali ne himmat jutayi aur tezi se do-teen kadam aage badhi. Jaise hi usne apna pair nahar ke doosre kinare (college wali taraf) ki mitti par rakha, ek bhayanak karkarahat hui aur woh purana pul beech se toot kar paani mein beh gaya.
Siyali ne peeche mud kar dekha. Ab uske aur Bhiku ke beech nahar ka tez bahaw aur toota hua pul tha. Woh akeli thi, dhoop mein bheegi hui, lekin us shaitaan se door.
Doosre kinare par, Bhiku kisi tarah ghas pakad kar bahar nikla. Uska pair chot ki wajah se neela pad gaya tha aur dard ke maare uski halat kharab thi. Usne gusse aur jalan bhari nazron se nahar ke us paar Siyali ko dekha, jo wahan se door khadi use darr aur chinta se nihar rahi thi.
Siyali ko ab samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo khush ho ya dukhi. Wo nahar ke us paar pahunch toh gayi thi, par rasta bhatka hua tha aur wo akeli thi. Tabhi uski nazar us jhaadi ki taraf gayi jahan se wo patthar aaya tha. Wahan sannata tha, par Siyali ko ehsaas ho gaya ki koi hai jo uspar nazar rakhe hue hai—koi aisa jo Bhiku ka dost toh bilkul nahi tha.
Bhairavnath apni purani cycle ko tezi se daudata hua apne sunsaan ghar pahuncha. Uske dimag mein wahi tasveer chal rahi thi—gulabi suit mein lipti Siyali aur uska wo naram badan. Usne ghar ke andar dakhil hote hi darwaza andar se mund liya. Uske ghar mein har taraf sharab ki khali botlein aur purane kapde bikhre pade the, jo uske gande aur behis (insignificant) jiwan ka saboot the.
Usne wo asli file nikali jo Pradhan Jagat Pratap Singh ne Siyali se sign karwane ke liye di thi. Woh file gaon ke bade development fund ki thi, jisme lakhon ka gaban (scam) hona tha. Bhairavnath ne us file ko dekha aur zor se hasne laga.
"Pradhan... tu samjha tha ki Bhairav tere liye sirf kutte ka kaam karega? Nahi... ab is haddi par pehla haq mera hoga," usne ek purani sharab ki bottle uthayi aur ek lamba ghoot bhara.
Bhairavnath ne file ko mez par patka aur aaram-kursi par pichad gaya. Uske hothon par ek makkari bhari muskan thi. "Pradhan toh murkh hai, kanoon se darayega toh ladki shehar bhag jayegi. Par agar main use ye mehsoos karwaun ki main ek akela, bimar aur dukhi insaan hoon, toh wo khud mere paas khichi aayegi," usne socha.
Bhairavnath ka plan bilkul saaf tha. Woh Pradhan ki is chori ka saboot apne paas rakh kar use blackmail karna chahta tha, lekin uski asli bhook toh Siyali thi. Usne apni jeb se ek chhota sa "itra" (perfume) ka faaha nikala, jo usne kal raat Siyali ke kamre ke bahar se churaya tha. Usne use soongha aur uski aankhein hawas se chamakne lagin.
Usne ek purana chaku uthaya aur mez par rakhe ek seb (apple) ko itni berahmi se kaata jaise wo kisi ka gala kaat raha ho. Uske dimaag mein chal raha tha ki jab Siyali thak-haar kar, darr kar uske paas aayegi, tab woh uski "masoomiyat" ka sauda karega.
Siyali ka wo komal swabhav hi uski sabse badi kamzori thi. Bhairav ne plan banaya ki woh uske samne sharab chhodne ka natak karega, apni tanhayi ka rona royega, taaki Siyali use sudharne ke chakkar mein uske aur kareeb aa jaye.
Lekin abhi uske badan mein ek ajab si bechaini thi. Siyali ka wo nikhra hua roop uske dimaag mein garmi paida kar raha tha. Usne apna purana mobile uthaya aur ek number milaya.
Do-teen bell ke baad udhar se ek bhari aur khanakti hui aurat ki awaaz aayi, "Haan... aaj bade dino baad yaad aayi meri? Ya phir se sharab ke nashe mein raasta bhatak gaye ho?"
Bhairavnath ne ek gehri saans li aur apni ankhon ko meench liya, "Aaj yaad nahi aayi re... aaj teri us gadrayi hui jism ki talash hai. Bahut mann kar raha hai tera."
Aurat ki hansi ki awaaz goonji, "Bada pyar ubal raha hai aaj?"
"Sun," Bhairav ne apni awaaz ko thoda bhari karte hue kaha, "Jaldi aa ja mere ghar. Aur sun, kuch mast 'pataka' banke aana... wahi laal rang ki sadi pehen ke jo tere badan se chipak jati hai. Main tab tak mehfil sajata hoon, aaj raat tujhe ji-bhar ke dekhna hai."
Phone rakh kar Bhairavnath ne ek gandi hansi hasi. Woh Siyali ko toh baad mein "shikar" karega, par abhi ke liye usne apni hawas ko shant karne ka bandobast kar liya tha. Woh utha aur kamre mein bikhri hui sharab ki botlein ek taraf karne laga, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Siyali ka wahi bholapan tha jise woh apne jhoote aansuon se dhone wala tha.
Bhairavnath ne phone rakha hi tha ki uske jism mein ek ajab si thartharahat hone lagi. Siyali ka khayal uske dimaag mein ek aag laga gaya tha, aur ab woh us aag ko bujhane ke liye betab tha. Usne ghar ke kone mein padi ek purani mez par do glass rakhe aur sasti desi sharab ki botal khol di. Kamre mein sharab ki teekhi gandh aur uske wehshi iraade milkar ek bhari mahaul bana rahe the.
Abhi aadha ghanta hi bita tha ki darwaze par dastak hui. Bhairavnath ne lapak kar darwaza khola. Saamne Champa khadi thi—gaon ki wo aurat jo apni be-parwah tabiyat aur gadraye hue jism ke liye badnaam thi. Bhairavnath ki farmaaish ke mutabik wo chamakti hui laal sadi pehan kar aayi thi, jo uske bhari badan par itni kas kar bandhi thi ki uske jism ka har ek mod saaf jhalak raha tha. Uske baalon mein chameli ka gajra tha aur aankhon mein kajal ki moti dhaar.
"Bada intezar karwaya tune," Bhairavnath ne ek bhookhi nazar uspar daali.
Champa ne ek tirchi muskan di aur andar dakhil hote hi apna pallu thoda sarka diya. "Intezar ka maza hi kuch aur hai, Bhairav."
Bhairavnath ne bina waqt ganwaye darwaza band kiya aur peeche se Champa ko apni baahon mein kas liya. Uske khurdure hath Champa ki naram kamar par aise jam gaye jaise koi jaanwar apne shikar ko dabocha ho. Champa ne ek siski li aur apna sar peeche ki taraf jhuka diya.
"Aaj toh tu poora pataka lag rahi hai," Bhairav ne uske kaan ke paas phusphusaya, uski saanson mein sharab ki garmi thi. Usne Champa ki gardan par apne hoth rakhe aur use berahmi se choomne laga.
Champa ne ghum kar Bhairav ke gale mein baahein daal din. Bhairavnath ne use utha kar sidha us purane bistar par patak diya jo abhi tak Siyali ke khayalon se garm tha. Woh kisi bhookhe bhediye ki tarah uspar toot pada. Champa ki laal sadi ka pallu ek jhatke mein sarak gaya, aur Bhairavnath ki hawasi nigahein uske gadraye hue badan par phisalne lagin.
Poori raat us sunsaan ghar mein sirf unki saanson ki garmi aur Champa ki choodiyon ki khan-khan goonjti rahi. Bhairavnath apni poori hawas uspar nikaal raha tha, har ek sparsh mein woh wehshipan tha jo woh Siyali ke saath karna chahta tha. Woh Champa ko kasta, use choomta aur uske badan se khelta raha, maano woh uske jism se Siyali ki khushbu ko nichodna chahta ho.
Champa bhi kam nahi thi, woh Bhairav ke har ek war ka jawab apni madhosh kar dene wali adayon se de rahi thi. Dono ne milkar us raat aisi 'rasleela' rachayi ki kamre ki deewarein bhi unki garmi se pighalne lagin. Bhairavnath ne apni hawas ki har hadd paar kar di, kabhi use apni baahon mein bharta toh kabhi uske badan ke har ek hisse ko apne hothon se nihar raha tha.
Jab bhor (subah) hone ko aayi, tab jaakar Bhairavnath thak-haar kar bistar par pichad gaya. Uska jism thanda pad raha tha, par dimaag mein abhi bhi ek hi naam tha—Siyali.
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