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Update 53
Zeeshan Arti ko thappad marte hi ja raha hota hai,
har thappad ke saath wo Riza ke aur kareeb pahunchta jaata hai.
Riza ek pal ke liye smirk karta hai…
phir achanak gun nikaal kar Arti par point kar deta hai.
Riza (thandi awaaz me):
“Bas… aaj ke liye kaafi hai.”
Gun point hote hi Zeeshan ke haath ruk jaate hain.
Arti wahi still khadi reh jaati hai.
Zeeshan ki saansen tez chalne lagti hain,
aur Arti ke lips se khoon tapakne lagta hai.
Riza gun ko load karta hai.
Metal ki awaaz puri jagah me gunj jaati hai.
Riza:
“Chal… khatm karte hain.
Mujhe aur bhi bahut kaam hai.”
Itna sunte hi Zeeshan ke muh se ek hansi nikal jaati hai.
Riza ghoor kar usse dekhta hai.
Riza:
“Tu kyun hans raha hai?”
Riza bol hi raha hota hai ki
Arti ke muh se bhi ek halki si hansi nikal jaati hai.
Riza gusse me Arti ki taraf dekhta hai.
Riza:
“Chup reh… warna yahin bhoon dunga.”
Zeeshan hansi rok kar bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Bhoona hua nahi, Riza bhai…
bharta banega aaj aapka.”
Riza ko uski baat samajh nahi aati.
Tab Arti dheemi awaaz me bolti hai—
Arti:
“Bas thodi der wait kar…
phir khel khatm karte hain.”
Arti style ke saath palat kar
apni group ki taraf chal padti hai.
Rahat, Ishani aur Anisha chonk kar use dekhti hain—
jaise pooch rahi ho: yeh kya kar rahi hai?
Arti ruk kar samne sadak ki taraf dekhti hai —
sadak bilkul khali.
Uske saath-saath
Ishani, Rahat aur Anisha bhi usi taraf dekhte hain.
Riza bhi unki nazron ka peecha karta hai.
Tabhi…
door se cheekhne–chillane ki awaazein aati hain,
jaise koi kafila nara lagata hua isi taraf aa raha ho.
Arti aur Zeeshan ko chhod kar
sab log confuse hokar usi raste ki taraf dekhne lagte hain.
Aur tab—
Us sadak par 100–200 ladkiyaan aur auratein
gusse me daudti hui nazar aati hain.
Kisi ke haath me danda,
kisi ke haath me rod,
kisi ke haath me patthar—
har umar ki aurat us group me shamil hoti hai.
Riza chonk jaata hai.
Wo hawa me 2–3 fire karta hai—
Bang! Bang!
Lekin wo kafila bina ruke,
poori raftaar se usi ki taraf badhta rehta hai.
Riza gusse aur ghabrahat me chillata hai—
Riza:
“Kaun hai yeh sab…!”
Usi pal Arti bolti hai—
Arti (buland awaaz me):
“Gaali nahi…
yeh hai BEHEN_CODE.”
Rahat, Ishani aur Anisha
un chehron ko pehchanne ki koshish karti hain
jo us aurton ke kafile me shamil hote hain.
Arti:
“Dekh Riza…
yeh wahi ladkiyaan aur auratein hain
jinhe humne bachaya tha.
Aur aaj tujhe pata chalega
ki laundiyaan bachati kaise hain.”
Arti ka kehna hi tha ki
wo kafila Riza tak pahunch chuka hota hai.
Riza ke guards aage badh kar deewar banne ki koshish karte hain,
lekin bheed ke saamne
wo tinkon ki tarah bikharne lagte hain.
30–40 guards… aur saamne 200 auratein.
Har guard ki zordaar pitai ho rahi hoti hai.
Aur Riza—
use to bheed bilkul gher leti hai.
Riza ko buri tarah maara ja raha hota hai.
Isi beech Arti chillakar bolti hai—
Arti:
“Anisha, Ishani—
jaldi yahan se Avantika ko le jao!”
Anisha aur Ishani milkar pehle Avantika ko uthati hain,
phir ghayal Kabeer ko sambhalti hain.
Wo paas khadi ek SUV me un dono ko bithati hain.
Anisha ghabra kar Arti se bolti hai:
“Par aap—”
Tab Rahat bolti hai—
Rahat:
“Main Arti ke saath hoon.
Tum log niklo… jaldi.”
Kabeer jaise-taise steering sambhalta hai,
aur Anisha, Ishani aur Avantika
wahan se nikal chuke hote hain.
Arti ab Zeeshan ke paas aati hai.
Arti:
“Thanks.”
Zeeshan halki si muskurahat ke saath bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Thanks kis baat ka?
Ek corrupt cop ko…
aaj thodi si honesty yaad aa gayi.”
---
FLASHBACK
Arti ki library.
Wo apne group se kehti hai—
Arti:
“Humein kisi ki madad chahiye hogi.”
---
MONTAGE
Zeeshan ka ghar.
Wo udas baitha hota hai,
suspension letter table par pada hota hai.
Arti aati hai.
Wo Zeeshan ko honesty ka matlab samjhati hai,
Avantika aur na jaane kitni ladkiyon ke cases yaad dilati hai.
Wo chillati hai, scold karti hai,
uske zameer ko jhinjhod deti hai.
Zeeshan ki nazrein sharm se zameen me dhansi hoti hain.
---
FLASHBACK END
Wapas godown.
Arti:
“Maine kuch nahi kiya…
ab asli kaam aapka hai.”
Arti (serious):
“Kal court ki hearing me
Avantika ko safe court pahunchana hoga.
Aur court ke saamne
jo bhi sach wo jaanti hai—
sab bolna hoga.”
Wo thoda ruk kar bolti hai—
“Wo baap–beta…
ab bachne nahi chahiye.”
Arti:
“Ek baat aur—
is sab ke baad Rathod counter attack karega.
Avantika ki safety aapke haath me hai.”
Zeeshan smile ke saath sir hila deta hai.
Background me
auratein abhi bhi Riza aur uske guards ki dhulai kar rahi hoti hain.
Kuch guards bhag jaate hain,
kuch zakhmi hokar gir chuke hote hain.
Rahat aur Arti Riza ke paas aati hain.
Rahat:
“Aaj tujhe samajh aa gaya hoga—
ek aurat chahe to
ache-achhe mard ke purze dheele kar sakti hai.”
Arti:
“Auraton ko kamzor samajhne wale
yeh bhool jaate hain—
chandi bhi ek aurat hi thi.”
Zeeshan ke kehne par
security officer force wahan pahunch jaati hai.
Riza aur bache hue guards
giriftar kiye jaate hain.
Riza ko security officer van me bithaya jaata hai.
Arti aur Rahat
use confident smile ke saath dekh rahi hoti hain.
security officer van ke andar
Riza ki nazrein Arti se milti hain.
Uske chehre par ab bhi haar qubool karne wali shakal nahi hoti.
Riza (mann hi mann):
“Bahut guroor hai ise…
khud par, apni doston par.
Yeh guroor jald hi todunga.”
security officer van rawana hoti hai.
Zeeshan Arti aur Rahat ko saath le kar chal padta hai—
aur kahani court ke darwaze ki taraf badhne lagti hai.
Scene: Arti ka ghar – raat
Darwaza dheere se khulta hai.
Arti thaki hui, ghayal, dard se karahte hue ghar ke andar enter karti hai.
Raat ka sannata… lekin ghar ke andar bechaini bhari hawa.
Hall me Abhishek, uski maa aur Anurag baithe hue the—
sabki aankhon me dar, phone haath me,
na jaane kitni baar call milaya ja chuka tha…
lekin Arti ka phone uske paas tha hi nahi.
Jaise hi Abhishek ki nazar Arti par padti hai,
wo zor se chillata hai—
Abhishek:
“Arti…!”
Wo bhaag kar uski taraf aata hai,
Arti ka jism ladkhadane lagta hai.
Abhishek use sambhal leta hai,
jaise agar haath chhoot gaya to wo toot jaayegi.
Anurag turant kitchen ki taraf daudta hai—
“Paani!”
Arti ki saas ka chehra safed pad chuka tha,
apni bahu ki haalat dekh kar pairon tale zameen khisak gayi.
Abhishek Arti ko sofe par bithata hai,
Anurag pani laakar uske haath me deta hai.
Arti pani ka ek ghont leti hai—
aur jaise hi pani gala utarta hai…
sawalon ki baarish shuru ho jaati hai.
Abhishek:
“Yeh kya haalat bana rakhi hai tumne?
Ab tak kahan thi?”
Saas:
“Arti, bolo beta…
itni chot kaise lag gayi?”
Anurag:
“Phone kyun band tha?
Hum sab paagal ho gaye the!”
“Bolo Arti…”
“Chup kyun ho?”
“Batati kyun nahi kuch?”
Hazaar sawal…
aur Arti ke paas ek bhi seedha jawaab nahi.
Wo kaise bataye—
kis se bataye—
ki wo kin raaston se guzri hai?
Tabhi—
Darwaze par knock hota hai.
Sabki nazar udhar jaati hai.
Darwaza khulta hai.
Inspector Zeeshan bahar khada hota hai.
Abhishek use dekhta hai,
Zeeshan andar aata hai,
ek nazar Arti par daalta hai—
phir Abhishek ke saamne haath jod kar bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Main Inspector Zeeshan hoon.
Aur… main aapko batana chahta hoon
ki aaj inke saath kya hua.”
Hall me poori khamoshi.
Zeeshan bolta jaata hai—
kaise Arti ne Avantika ko bachaya,
sirf Avantika hi nahi…
pichle kai mahino me na jaane kitni ladkiyon ko
andhere se bahar nikala.
Wo batata hai—
risk, darr, chot, khud ko daav par lagana…
Abhishek, Anurag aur saas
bas sunte rehte hain.
Unke muh khule ke khule reh jaate hain.
Jis Arti ko wo roz ghar–kaam–zimmedariyon me dekhte the,
aaj uski ek bilkul nayi pehchaan
unke saamne khadi thi.
Zeeshan baat khatam karta hai,
phir Arti ki taraf dekh kar kehta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Thik hai, Arti ji…
ab main chalta hoon.”
Wo jaane ke liye mudta hai,
lekin darwaze tak pahunch kar
ek baar phir ruk jaata hai.
Wo Abhishek ki taraf dekhta hai—
Zeeshan (shaant, gehri awaaz me):
“Main jaanta hoon
yeh waqt aap sab ke liye aasaan nahi hai.
Lekin bas ek baat kehni thi…”
“Apni biwi par gussa karne ke bajay
use samajhne ki koshish kijiyega.”
“Use is kaam se rokna mat.”
“Humari society me
aise log bahut kam hote hain
jo bina kisi matlab
kisi anjaan ki madad karte hain—
sirf isliye
kyunki wo sahi hota hai.”
Wo halka sa ruk kar kehta hai—
“Gussa nahi…
garv mehsoos kijiyega.”
Zeeshan darwaza khol kar
wahan se chala jaata hai.
Darwaza band hota hai.
Hall me fir se sannata.
Abhishek, Anurag aur saas
chupchaap wahi sofe par baith jaate hain.
Kuch pal baad—
Abhishek dheemi awaaz me bolta hai:
“Anurag…
bike nikaalo.
Arti ko hospital le chalte hain.”
Arti ki nazrein Abhishek se milti hain.
Uski aankhon me—
na shikayat,
na gussa…
sirf beinteha pyaar aur fikr.
Arti ki aankhon se
aansu behne lagte hain.
Is baar…
dard ke nahi—
samjhe jaane ke.
Scene: Rahat ka ghar – wahi raat
Ghar ka darwaza dheere se khulta hai.
Rahat andar aati hai—
thaki hui, ghayal, kadmon me ladkhadahat,
chehre par dard aur aankhon me bojh.
Hall me Imdad kursi par baithe hue hain.
Unke piche Rukhsana aur Anish khade hain—
saanson ko roke hue,
jaise kisi anjaane sach ka intezaar ho.
Rahat aage badh kar
Imdad ke saamne zameen par baith jaati hai.
Uske ghutnon me jaan nahi thi.
Imdad usse dekhte rehte hain—
na gussa,
na sawaal…
sirf guilt.
Aisa guilt jo shabdon ka mohtaaj nahi hota.
Rahat ki aankhon se aansu gir kar
zameen par tapak jaata hai.
Uske piche Inspector Zeeshan khada hota hai.
Wo dheemi, saaf awaaz me bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Imdad saab…
aaj agar aapki beti ghar wapas aayi hai
to sirf isliye
kyunki usne darr ko peeche chhod diya.”
Wo batata hai—
kaise Rahat ne Avantika ko bachaya,
kaise usne bina soche samjhe
na jaane kitni ladkiyon ke liye
khud ko khatra banaya.
Zeeshan bolta jaata hai—
aur Imdad ki aankhen bhar aati hain.
Zeeshan chup ho jaata hai.
Hall me sirf ek awaaz reh jaati hai—
Rahat ki bheegi saansein.
Imdad dheere se uthte hain,
Rahat ke saamne aa kar baith jaate hain.
Wo kaafi der tak kuch nahi bolte.
Phir—
Imdad (bhari hui awaaz me):
“Rahat…”
Rahat apni aankhen utha kar dekhti hai.
Imdad ki aankhon se aansu beh rahe the.
Imdad:
“Main…
main galat tha.”
“Har wo taana…
har wo sakht lafz…
har wo pabandi…”
Wo bolte bolte ruk jaate hain,
jaise gala bhar gaya ho.
Imdad:
“Shayad main kabhi samajh hi nahi paaya
ki meri beti kya hai…”
“Tum sirf meri beti nahi ho Rahat…
tum kisi ki zindagi ho.”
Rahat chupchaap
sirf gardan hilaati rehti hai,
aansoo ruk hi nahi rahe.
Imdad:
“Mujhe maaf kar do beta…
agar ho sake.”
Ye kehte hi
Imdad Rahat ko apni baahon me le lete hain.
Baap aur beti lipat kar ro padte hain.
Wo aansu
saalon ke bojh ko dhone lage the.
Peeche khadi Rukhsana apna dupatta
aankhon par rakh leti hai—
uski hichkiyaan chhup nahi paati.
Anish apni behen ko dekhta hai—
uski aankhon me
pehli baar garv tha.
Zeeshan ye sab dekhta hai.
Uski nazar Anish se milti hai.
Anish kuch nahi bolta—
bas dheere se
ishare me salute karta hai.
Zeeshan halki si muskurahat ke saath
sir hila deta hai.
Camera thoda door jaata hai—
Baap-beti abhi bhi ek dusre se lipte hue hain,
jaise aaj
sirf ek mission nahi,
ek rishta bhi jeet liya ho.
Zeeshan Arti ko thappad marte hi ja raha hota hai,
har thappad ke saath wo Riza ke aur kareeb pahunchta jaata hai.
Riza ek pal ke liye smirk karta hai…
phir achanak gun nikaal kar Arti par point kar deta hai.
Riza (thandi awaaz me):
“Bas… aaj ke liye kaafi hai.”
Gun point hote hi Zeeshan ke haath ruk jaate hain.
Arti wahi still khadi reh jaati hai.
Zeeshan ki saansen tez chalne lagti hain,
aur Arti ke lips se khoon tapakne lagta hai.
Riza gun ko load karta hai.
Metal ki awaaz puri jagah me gunj jaati hai.
Riza:
“Chal… khatm karte hain.
Mujhe aur bhi bahut kaam hai.”
Itna sunte hi Zeeshan ke muh se ek hansi nikal jaati hai.
Riza ghoor kar usse dekhta hai.
Riza:
“Tu kyun hans raha hai?”
Riza bol hi raha hota hai ki
Arti ke muh se bhi ek halki si hansi nikal jaati hai.
Riza gusse me Arti ki taraf dekhta hai.
Riza:
“Chup reh… warna yahin bhoon dunga.”
Zeeshan hansi rok kar bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Bhoona hua nahi, Riza bhai…
bharta banega aaj aapka.”
Riza ko uski baat samajh nahi aati.
Tab Arti dheemi awaaz me bolti hai—
Arti:
“Bas thodi der wait kar…
phir khel khatm karte hain.”
Arti style ke saath palat kar
apni group ki taraf chal padti hai.
Rahat, Ishani aur Anisha chonk kar use dekhti hain—
jaise pooch rahi ho: yeh kya kar rahi hai?
Arti ruk kar samne sadak ki taraf dekhti hai —
sadak bilkul khali.
Uske saath-saath
Ishani, Rahat aur Anisha bhi usi taraf dekhte hain.
Riza bhi unki nazron ka peecha karta hai.
Tabhi…
door se cheekhne–chillane ki awaazein aati hain,
jaise koi kafila nara lagata hua isi taraf aa raha ho.
Arti aur Zeeshan ko chhod kar
sab log confuse hokar usi raste ki taraf dekhne lagte hain.
Aur tab—
Us sadak par 100–200 ladkiyaan aur auratein
gusse me daudti hui nazar aati hain.
Kisi ke haath me danda,
kisi ke haath me rod,
kisi ke haath me patthar—
har umar ki aurat us group me shamil hoti hai.
Riza chonk jaata hai.
Wo hawa me 2–3 fire karta hai—
Bang! Bang!
Lekin wo kafila bina ruke,
poori raftaar se usi ki taraf badhta rehta hai.
Riza gusse aur ghabrahat me chillata hai—
Riza:
“Kaun hai yeh sab…!”
Usi pal Arti bolti hai—
Arti (buland awaaz me):
“Gaali nahi…
yeh hai BEHEN_CODE.”
Rahat, Ishani aur Anisha
un chehron ko pehchanne ki koshish karti hain
jo us aurton ke kafile me shamil hote hain.
Arti:
“Dekh Riza…
yeh wahi ladkiyaan aur auratein hain
jinhe humne bachaya tha.
Aur aaj tujhe pata chalega
ki laundiyaan bachati kaise hain.”
Arti ka kehna hi tha ki
wo kafila Riza tak pahunch chuka hota hai.
Riza ke guards aage badh kar deewar banne ki koshish karte hain,
lekin bheed ke saamne
wo tinkon ki tarah bikharne lagte hain.
30–40 guards… aur saamne 200 auratein.
Har guard ki zordaar pitai ho rahi hoti hai.
Aur Riza—
use to bheed bilkul gher leti hai.
Riza ko buri tarah maara ja raha hota hai.
Isi beech Arti chillakar bolti hai—
Arti:
“Anisha, Ishani—
jaldi yahan se Avantika ko le jao!”
Anisha aur Ishani milkar pehle Avantika ko uthati hain,
phir ghayal Kabeer ko sambhalti hain.
Wo paas khadi ek SUV me un dono ko bithati hain.
Anisha ghabra kar Arti se bolti hai:
“Par aap—”
Tab Rahat bolti hai—
Rahat:
“Main Arti ke saath hoon.
Tum log niklo… jaldi.”
Kabeer jaise-taise steering sambhalta hai,
aur Anisha, Ishani aur Avantika
wahan se nikal chuke hote hain.
Arti ab Zeeshan ke paas aati hai.
Arti:
“Thanks.”
Zeeshan halki si muskurahat ke saath bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Thanks kis baat ka?
Ek corrupt cop ko…
aaj thodi si honesty yaad aa gayi.”
---
FLASHBACK
Arti ki library.
Wo apne group se kehti hai—
Arti:
“Humein kisi ki madad chahiye hogi.”
---
MONTAGE
Zeeshan ka ghar.
Wo udas baitha hota hai,
suspension letter table par pada hota hai.
Arti aati hai.
Wo Zeeshan ko honesty ka matlab samjhati hai,
Avantika aur na jaane kitni ladkiyon ke cases yaad dilati hai.
Wo chillati hai, scold karti hai,
uske zameer ko jhinjhod deti hai.
Zeeshan ki nazrein sharm se zameen me dhansi hoti hain.
---
FLASHBACK END
Wapas godown.
Arti:
“Maine kuch nahi kiya…
ab asli kaam aapka hai.”
Arti (serious):
“Kal court ki hearing me
Avantika ko safe court pahunchana hoga.
Aur court ke saamne
jo bhi sach wo jaanti hai—
sab bolna hoga.”
Wo thoda ruk kar bolti hai—
“Wo baap–beta…
ab bachne nahi chahiye.”
Arti:
“Ek baat aur—
is sab ke baad Rathod counter attack karega.
Avantika ki safety aapke haath me hai.”
Zeeshan smile ke saath sir hila deta hai.
Background me
auratein abhi bhi Riza aur uske guards ki dhulai kar rahi hoti hain.
Kuch guards bhag jaate hain,
kuch zakhmi hokar gir chuke hote hain.
Rahat aur Arti Riza ke paas aati hain.
Rahat:
“Aaj tujhe samajh aa gaya hoga—
ek aurat chahe to
ache-achhe mard ke purze dheele kar sakti hai.”
Arti:
“Auraton ko kamzor samajhne wale
yeh bhool jaate hain—
chandi bhi ek aurat hi thi.”
Zeeshan ke kehne par
security officer force wahan pahunch jaati hai.
Riza aur bache hue guards
giriftar kiye jaate hain.
Riza ko security officer van me bithaya jaata hai.
Arti aur Rahat
use confident smile ke saath dekh rahi hoti hain.
security officer van ke andar
Riza ki nazrein Arti se milti hain.
Uske chehre par ab bhi haar qubool karne wali shakal nahi hoti.
Riza (mann hi mann):
“Bahut guroor hai ise…
khud par, apni doston par.
Yeh guroor jald hi todunga.”
security officer van rawana hoti hai.
Zeeshan Arti aur Rahat ko saath le kar chal padta hai—
aur kahani court ke darwaze ki taraf badhne lagti hai.
Scene: Arti ka ghar – raat
Darwaza dheere se khulta hai.
Arti thaki hui, ghayal, dard se karahte hue ghar ke andar enter karti hai.
Raat ka sannata… lekin ghar ke andar bechaini bhari hawa.
Hall me Abhishek, uski maa aur Anurag baithe hue the—
sabki aankhon me dar, phone haath me,
na jaane kitni baar call milaya ja chuka tha…
lekin Arti ka phone uske paas tha hi nahi.
Jaise hi Abhishek ki nazar Arti par padti hai,
wo zor se chillata hai—
Abhishek:
“Arti…!”
Wo bhaag kar uski taraf aata hai,
Arti ka jism ladkhadane lagta hai.
Abhishek use sambhal leta hai,
jaise agar haath chhoot gaya to wo toot jaayegi.
Anurag turant kitchen ki taraf daudta hai—
“Paani!”
Arti ki saas ka chehra safed pad chuka tha,
apni bahu ki haalat dekh kar pairon tale zameen khisak gayi.
Abhishek Arti ko sofe par bithata hai,
Anurag pani laakar uske haath me deta hai.
Arti pani ka ek ghont leti hai—
aur jaise hi pani gala utarta hai…
sawalon ki baarish shuru ho jaati hai.
Abhishek:
“Yeh kya haalat bana rakhi hai tumne?
Ab tak kahan thi?”
Saas:
“Arti, bolo beta…
itni chot kaise lag gayi?”
Anurag:
“Phone kyun band tha?
Hum sab paagal ho gaye the!”
“Bolo Arti…”
“Chup kyun ho?”
“Batati kyun nahi kuch?”
Hazaar sawal…
aur Arti ke paas ek bhi seedha jawaab nahi.
Wo kaise bataye—
kis se bataye—
ki wo kin raaston se guzri hai?
Tabhi—
Darwaze par knock hota hai.
Sabki nazar udhar jaati hai.
Darwaza khulta hai.
Inspector Zeeshan bahar khada hota hai.
Abhishek use dekhta hai,
Zeeshan andar aata hai,
ek nazar Arti par daalta hai—
phir Abhishek ke saamne haath jod kar bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Main Inspector Zeeshan hoon.
Aur… main aapko batana chahta hoon
ki aaj inke saath kya hua.”
Hall me poori khamoshi.
Zeeshan bolta jaata hai—
kaise Arti ne Avantika ko bachaya,
sirf Avantika hi nahi…
pichle kai mahino me na jaane kitni ladkiyon ko
andhere se bahar nikala.
Wo batata hai—
risk, darr, chot, khud ko daav par lagana…
Abhishek, Anurag aur saas
bas sunte rehte hain.
Unke muh khule ke khule reh jaate hain.
Jis Arti ko wo roz ghar–kaam–zimmedariyon me dekhte the,
aaj uski ek bilkul nayi pehchaan
unke saamne khadi thi.
Zeeshan baat khatam karta hai,
phir Arti ki taraf dekh kar kehta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Thik hai, Arti ji…
ab main chalta hoon.”
Wo jaane ke liye mudta hai,
lekin darwaze tak pahunch kar
ek baar phir ruk jaata hai.
Wo Abhishek ki taraf dekhta hai—
Zeeshan (shaant, gehri awaaz me):
“Main jaanta hoon
yeh waqt aap sab ke liye aasaan nahi hai.
Lekin bas ek baat kehni thi…”
“Apni biwi par gussa karne ke bajay
use samajhne ki koshish kijiyega.”
“Use is kaam se rokna mat.”
“Humari society me
aise log bahut kam hote hain
jo bina kisi matlab
kisi anjaan ki madad karte hain—
sirf isliye
kyunki wo sahi hota hai.”
Wo halka sa ruk kar kehta hai—
“Gussa nahi…
garv mehsoos kijiyega.”
Zeeshan darwaza khol kar
wahan se chala jaata hai.
Darwaza band hota hai.
Hall me fir se sannata.
Abhishek, Anurag aur saas
chupchaap wahi sofe par baith jaate hain.
Kuch pal baad—
Abhishek dheemi awaaz me bolta hai:
“Anurag…
bike nikaalo.
Arti ko hospital le chalte hain.”
Arti ki nazrein Abhishek se milti hain.
Uski aankhon me—
na shikayat,
na gussa…
sirf beinteha pyaar aur fikr.
Arti ki aankhon se
aansu behne lagte hain.
Is baar…
dard ke nahi—
samjhe jaane ke.
Scene: Rahat ka ghar – wahi raat
Ghar ka darwaza dheere se khulta hai.
Rahat andar aati hai—
thaki hui, ghayal, kadmon me ladkhadahat,
chehre par dard aur aankhon me bojh.
Hall me Imdad kursi par baithe hue hain.
Unke piche Rukhsana aur Anish khade hain—
saanson ko roke hue,
jaise kisi anjaane sach ka intezaar ho.
Rahat aage badh kar
Imdad ke saamne zameen par baith jaati hai.
Uske ghutnon me jaan nahi thi.
Imdad usse dekhte rehte hain—
na gussa,
na sawaal…
sirf guilt.
Aisa guilt jo shabdon ka mohtaaj nahi hota.
Rahat ki aankhon se aansu gir kar
zameen par tapak jaata hai.
Uske piche Inspector Zeeshan khada hota hai.
Wo dheemi, saaf awaaz me bolta hai—
Zeeshan:
“Imdad saab…
aaj agar aapki beti ghar wapas aayi hai
to sirf isliye
kyunki usne darr ko peeche chhod diya.”
Wo batata hai—
kaise Rahat ne Avantika ko bachaya,
kaise usne bina soche samjhe
na jaane kitni ladkiyon ke liye
khud ko khatra banaya.
Zeeshan bolta jaata hai—
aur Imdad ki aankhen bhar aati hain.
Zeeshan chup ho jaata hai.
Hall me sirf ek awaaz reh jaati hai—
Rahat ki bheegi saansein.
Imdad dheere se uthte hain,
Rahat ke saamne aa kar baith jaate hain.
Wo kaafi der tak kuch nahi bolte.
Phir—
Imdad (bhari hui awaaz me):
“Rahat…”
Rahat apni aankhen utha kar dekhti hai.
Imdad ki aankhon se aansu beh rahe the.
Imdad:
“Main…
main galat tha.”
“Har wo taana…
har wo sakht lafz…
har wo pabandi…”
Wo bolte bolte ruk jaate hain,
jaise gala bhar gaya ho.
Imdad:
“Shayad main kabhi samajh hi nahi paaya
ki meri beti kya hai…”
“Tum sirf meri beti nahi ho Rahat…
tum kisi ki zindagi ho.”
Rahat chupchaap
sirf gardan hilaati rehti hai,
aansoo ruk hi nahi rahe.
Imdad:
“Mujhe maaf kar do beta…
agar ho sake.”
Ye kehte hi
Imdad Rahat ko apni baahon me le lete hain.
Baap aur beti lipat kar ro padte hain.
Wo aansu
saalon ke bojh ko dhone lage the.
Peeche khadi Rukhsana apna dupatta
aankhon par rakh leti hai—
uski hichkiyaan chhup nahi paati.
Anish apni behen ko dekhta hai—
uski aankhon me
pehli baar garv tha.
Zeeshan ye sab dekhta hai.
Uski nazar Anish se milti hai.
Anish kuch nahi bolta—
bas dheere se
ishare me salute karta hai.
Zeeshan halki si muskurahat ke saath
sir hila deta hai.
Camera thoda door jaata hai—
Baap-beti abhi bhi ek dusre se lipte hue hain,
jaise aaj
sirf ek mission nahi,
ek rishta bhi jeet liya ho.
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