Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

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Raat ke do baj rahe the. Mirzapur aur Jaunpur ki sarhad (border) par ek bhayanak sannata chhaya hua tha—ek aisa sannata jo kisi aane wale toofan ki gawahi de raha tha. Chand ki roshni dhundli thi, aur sadak ke dono taraf khade ghane ped kaale saayon ki tarah lag rahe the.
Munna’s Side: The Hunter
Kaali SUV ka engine band tha, par uske andar ka barood phatne ko taiyaar tha. Munna Tripathi pichli seat par baitha apni pistol saaf kar raha tha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si junooni chamak thi. Aaj raat wo sirf Jaunpur fatah karne nahi nikla tha, wo apni taakat ka loha manwane nikla tha.
"Bhaiya, sab ladke position par hain. Guddu aur uski gang ne piche wala rasta gher liya hai," Banwari ne dhire se kaha, uska haath steering par kas gaya tha. Banwari ki nigahein baar-baar dashboard par rakhi us unwashed panty par ja rahi thi jo Munna ne use phek kar di thi—wo uski mehak se abhi bhi nasha kar raha tha.
Munna ne pistol ka slide piche khincha—clack. "Aaj Sharad ka guroor mitti mein mila denge. Sali lomdi ko lagta hai wo humse bach jayega." Munna ne apne kandhe ko chhuna, jahan kuch ghante pehle Pranali ne use climax ke waqt zor se kaata tha. Wo nishaan abhi bhi dard kar raha tha, aur wo dard Munna ko aur bhi zyada violent bana raha tha.


Usne apne dimaag mein Pranali ki wo bina blouse wali selfie yaad ki. "Tu sirf meri hai... aur tere liye aaj main poore Jaunpur ko jala dunga," Munna ne dabe paon socha. Use zara bhi bhanak nahi thi ki wahi "Malika" uske maut ka jaal boun chuki hai.
Sharad’s Side: The Trap
Udhar Jaunpur ke outskirts mein, ek purane warehouse ki chhat par Sharad Shukla khada tha. Uske haath mein doorbin (binoculars) thi aur kaan mein wireless set. Pranali ka warning call uske liye maseeha ban kar aaya tha. Sharad hamesha dimaag se khelta tha, aur aaj usne shatranj ki baazi pehle hi bicha di thi.


"Maqsood, lights off rakho. Jab tak gadiyan compound ke andar na aa jayein, koi goli nahi chalayega," Sharad ne thande lehje mein hukum diya.
Sharad ne apni pocket se phone nikala aur Pranali ki bheji hui wahi sexy selfie dekhi. Usne phone ki screen ko chooma. "Tune aaj mujhe bachaya hai Pranali... Tera ye ehsaan main Munna ki laash par chadhakar utarunga." Sharad ko pata tha ki Munna gusse mein andha hokar seedha hamla karega, aur wahi uski sabse badi galti hogi.
The Silence Before the Storm
Dono taraf ki saansein ruki hui thi. Mirzapur ke gunde, jo hathiyaron se lade hue the, dheere-dheere Jaunpur ki mitti par kadam rakh rahe the. Munna ne gadi ka darwaza khola aur niche utra. Raat ki thandi hawa mein use barood ki mehak pehle se hi aane lagi thi.
Banwari ne piche se ishara kiya. Gadiyon ka ek kaafila bina lights ke aage badhne laga.
Sannata itna gehra tha ki jhinguron (crickets) ki aawaz bhi goli ki tarah lag rahi thi. Munna ne apni pistol upar ki. Usne raste par ek mitti ka dher dekha—Sharad ka warehouse saamne tha.
"Abhi..." Munna ne phusphusaya.
Thik usi waqt, Sharad ne chhat se niche dekha. Usne dekha ki Munna ki gadi compound ke beechon-beech aa gayi hai. Sharad ne ek halki si muskurahat ke saath apna haath uthaya aur niche gira diya.
Swoosh!
Achanak, warehouse ki charo taraf ki high-beam floodlights on ho gayi. Munna aur uske gundon ki aankhein chaundhiya (blinded) gayi.
"Dhar dhar dhar dhar!"
Sannata ek pal mein cheekhon aur goliyon ki aawaz mein badal gaya. Jaunpur ki dharti par Mirzapur ka khoon girne ko taiyaar tha.
Hospital Mein Pranali: The Silent Witness
Hospital ke bed par leti Pranali ne achanak apni aankhein kholi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadka jaise wahan Jaunpur mein chali pehli goli uske seene mein lagi ho. Usne apne pet par haath rakha, jahan do-do dons ka ansh (child) pal raha tha. Soham uske bagal mein kursi par baitha so raha tha, bekhabar ki uski biwi ne Mirzapur ke itihas ki sabse badi gaddari kar di hai.
Pranali ne khidki ke bahar dekha. Door kahin aasmaan mein halki si laali dikh rahi thi—shayad suraj ki, ya phir Jaunpur mein lagi aag ki.
"Bach jana Sharad... please bach jana," usne dhabe hothon se dua maangi.

Raat ke dhai (2:30 AM) baj rahe the. Jaunpur ke us aakhri, sunsaan ilake mein bane purane warehouse ke chaaron taraf ek qabar jaisa sannata tha. Par ye sannata shanti ka nahi, balki ek aane wale bhayanak toofan ka tha.


Sharad Shukla apne warehouse ki chhat par khada tha. Pranali ke warning call ke baad usne apne saare ladkon ko poori tarah taiyaar rakha tha. High-beam floodlights set thi, gundon ne apni rifles load kar li thi, aur Sharad ko poora yakeen tha ki Munna gusse mein andha hokar seedha aage badhega aur unke bichhaye jaal mein phans jayega.


Par Munna Tripathi bewakoof nahi tha. Wo gusse ka tez zaroor tha, par Kaleen Bhaiya ka khoon uski ragon mein daud raha tha. Usne ye hamla (attack) bohot soch-samajh kar plan kiya tha.


Jaise hi Sharad ne chhat se apna haath niche giraya aur ishara kiya—Swoosh! Warehouse ke chaaron taraf ki high-beam floodlights achanak on ho gayi, taaki Mirzapur ke gundo ki aankhein chaundhiya (blind) jayein aur unhe asani se bhoona ja sake.


Click... Click... Click... Sharad ke ladkon ne apni rifles load ki aur compound ke beechon-beech khadi un teen kaali SUVs par nishana lagaya.


"Dhar dhar dhar dhar!"


Goliyon ki bauchhaar shuru ho gayi. SUVs ke sheeshe chaknachoor ho gaye, tyre phat gaye, aur gadiyan chhalni (riddled with bullets) ho gayi. Sharad chhat se muskura raha tha, usko laga game khatam. Usne apne ladkon ko fire rokne ka ishara kiya.


Dhuaan thoda chhatne laga. Sharad ke aadmi dabe paon gadiyon ke paas gaye taaki Munna ki laash confirm kar sakein. Jaise hi unhone pehli SUV ka darwaza khola... andar koi nahi tha. Dusri gadi... khaali. Teesri gadi mein sirf aage ki seat par ek lamba sa danda aur pathar rakha tha jisse accelerator daba hua tha.


Sharad ki muskurahat gayab ho gayi. Uski aankhein phat gayi. "Khali hain? Bhenchod... ye decoy (chalawa) tha!"


Munna ne apni main force ko compound ke saamne se nahi, balki piche ke ghane jangal aur side ke narrow rasto se bheja tha. Wo janta tha ki Jaunpur mein ghusna aasan nahi hoga, isliye usne apni empty gadiyon ko aage bhej kar Sharad ki poori position aur unke floodlights ki location expose kar di thi.


The Real Attack Begins



"Lights phodo! Sab cover lo!" Sharad ne chhat se chillate hue order diya, par tab tak bohot der ho chuki thi.

Baaam! Piche ke andhere se ek sniper goli aayi aur seedha ek floodlight ko uda diya. Phir dusri, phir teesri. Ek hi minute mein poora compound wapas ghup andhere mein doob gaya.

"Ab bata kutte ki maut kaun marega!" Munna ki bhari, khaufnaak aawaz andhere se goonji.

Andhere ka fayda uthate hue, Munna aur Banwari apni asli force ke sath warehouse ke piche wali deewar phand kar (jumped over) andar ghus chuke the. Munna ke dono haathon mein semi-automatic pistols thi. Wo kisi bhookhe sher ki tarah aage badh raha tha.


"Maar saalon ko! Koi zinda nahi bachna chahiye!" Munna chilla raha tha.

Goliyon ki aawaz se poora Jaunpur dehal gaya tha. Munna ke aadmiyon ne Sharad ke ladkon ko andhere mein unki hi zameen par gher liya tha. Thaa! Thaa! Munna ne apne saamne aate hue do gundon ke seene aur sarr mein point-blank range se goliyaan utaar di. Khoon ke chinte uske chehre aur nangi chaati par gire, par uske chehre par ek jaanleva hawas aur excitement thi. Ye power ka nasha tha.


Sharad chhat par cover ke piche jhuka hua tha. Uska dimaag tezi se chal raha tha. 'Pranali ne kaha tha wo aa raha hai... par usne ye nahi bataya tha ki wo aisi planning ke sath aayega. Munna pagal zaroor hai, par chutiya nahi.' Sharad ko ab samajh aa raha tha ki wo buri tarah ghir chuka hai. Uski taiyaari bhi is bhayanak aur unexpected counter-attack ke saamne kam pad rahi thi.

"Maqsood! Andar godaam mein position lo. Inhe narrow galyaro (corridors) mein gherte hain," Sharad ne apne wireless par order diya aur khud chhat se nikal kar warehouse ke andar wale hisse mein bhaga.

Niche, Munna ek choti deewar ke piche ruka. Usne apni pistol ki magazine change ki aur ek bhayanak grin ke sath Banwari ki taraf dekha. "Banwari, piche wala rasta block kar. Sharad agar zinda nikla toh main teri khaal khinch lunga. Uski gardan mujhe apne haathon se todni hai."


"Ji bhaiya!" Banwari apni double-barrel gun load karte hue doosri taraf bhaga.

Munna dheere-dheere, pistol aage kiye warehouse ke main darwaze ki taraf badha. Andar ghup andhera tha aur har taraf afeem ke boriye (sacks) aur lakdi ke boxes rakhe the. Ye jagah ab ek maut ki bhool-bhulaiya (maze) ban chuki thi. Munna ko pata tha ki Sharad andar hi kahin chupha hai, aur Sharad bhi janta tha ki Mirzapur ka agla don uski jaan lene andar aa chuka hai.

Dono taakatwar mard, dono hi dimaag se khelne wale... aur dono hi (anjaane mein) ek hi aurat ke jism aur rooh se jude hue.

"Sharad Shukla!" Munna ne andhere mein aawaz lagayi. "Baahar nikal! Kab tak chuhe ki tarah bil mein chhupega? Teri maa ne tujhe darna sikhaya hai kya?"


Andhere se Sharad ki aawaz goonji, jo charo taraf se aati hui lag rahi thi. "Darta wo hai Munna, jise khone ka darr ho. Tu kya jeetega mujhse? Tu toh wo mard hai jo apne ghar ki auraton aur dusro ki patniyon mein apni jeet dhundhta hai. Asli mardangi kya hoti hai, wo main tujhe aaj yahan sikhauga."

Munna ki nasein gusse se phool gayi. Use Sharad ke tano mein Pranali ka koi ishara nahi mila, par 'dusro ki patniyon' wali baat ne uske ego ko buri tarah hurt kiya.

Clack. Munna ne pistol uthayi aur jis taraf se aawaz aayi thi, wahan andhadhund firing shuru kar di.

Cat and mouse ka ye khooni khel abhi bas shuru hi hua tha.




Godam (warehouse) ke andar ghup andhera aur afeem (opium) ki bhari, kadvahut bhari mehak faili hui thi. Munna apni pistol aage kiye, lakdi ke bade-bade bakkson (crates) ke beech dabe paon aage badh raha tha. Bahar chal rahi goliyon ki aawazein ab thodi dheemi pad gayi thi, kyunki Munna ke gundon ne lagbhag poore compound par kabza kar liya tha.

Par asli shikaar abhi baaki tha.

Achanak, ek andhere kone se ek lamba saaya nikla. Pehle se hi ghaat lagaye baithe Sharad Shukla ne piche se Munna par chhalang laga di.

Bam!

Sharad ke bhari jooton ki thokar seedha Munna ke us haath par padi jisme pistol thi. Pistol chhitak kar door andhere mein ja giri. Munna ko sambhalne ka mauka milta, usse pehle hi Sharad ne uski chhati par ek zor ka punch jadd diya. Munna ladkhada kar afeem ki boriyon par ja gira.

"Teri aukaat sirf piche se waar karne ki hai, Munna!" Sharad gurraya, uski aankhon mein thandi aag thi. Usne apni pocket se ek bada sa hunting knife nikal liya tha.

Munna jhatke se khada hua. Uske hothon se khoon ki ek patli dhaar beh nikli thi, par uske chehre par darr nahi, balki ek shaitani hansi thi. "Aukaat toh main teri abhi bataunga, Jaunpur ke nalle don!"


Munna ne apni pant ke piche fassi hui ek aur choti knife nikali aur kisi bhookhe bhediye ki tarah Sharad par jhapta.


Andhere godam mein lohe ke takrane ki ching... ching... aawazein goonjne lagi. Dono apne-apne ilake ke sher the. Ek taraf Munna ka pagalpan aur blind rage tha, toh dusri taraf Sharad ki calculation aur thandi taakat.


Munna ne aage badhkar Sharad ke pet mein chaku ghompne ki koshish ki, par Sharad ne furti se side hokar Munna ke jabde (jaw) par apni kohni (elbow) maar di. Munna ka sarr piche gaya, par usne ghumte hue apna chaku Sharad ke baaye (left) kandhe par chala diya.



Sssshluk! Sharad ke shirt ka kapda phata aur ek gehra cut uske kandhe par lag gaya. Khoon behne laga. Sharad ke muh se ek siskari nikli, par usne apna balance nahi khoya. Usne aage badhkar Munna ki aage aati hui taang par laat maari, jisse Munna ghutno ke bal zameen par aa gira.


Dono buri tarah haanp rahe the. Pasina aur khoon unke jism se tapak raha tha. Munna ne aage badhkar zameen par giri apni pistol uthane ki koshish ki, par tabhi—


Screeeech! Bahar compound mein achanak kai bhaari gaadiyon ke brakes lagne ki aawaz aayi. Ek ke baad ek, lagatar 5-6 safed (white) Fortuners dhool udate hue warehouse ke theek saamne aakar ruki. Gadiyon par laal-neeli battiyan (beacons) nahi thi, par unka aana kisi toofan se kam nahi tha.


Tezz, chaundhiya dene wali headlights seedha warehouse ke tute hue darwaze se andar aayi, jisse andhere mein lad rahe Munna aur Sharad dono ki aankhein chaundhiya gayi.


"Fire roko! Goliyaan band karo sab!" Ek bhari, authoritative aawaz loudspeaker par goonji.


Dono taraf ke gunde ruk gaye. Munna ne apni aadhi uthayi hui pistol wahi rok li aur bahar dekha. Gadiyon se black safari suit pehne hue kai commando-style bouncer utre. Unke beech se ek shakhs bahar aaya—Suba (State) ka sabse taakatwar neta aur underworld ka sabse bada mediator, Mantri J.P. Yadav. Uske theek bagal mein Sharad ka sabse khaas aadmi Maqsood khada tha, jo lagatar phone par tha.


Sharad ne apne kandhe ka khoon pochte hue ek thandi muskurahat ke sath Munna ko dekha. "Tujhe kya laga Munna? Main sirf bandookon ke bharose yudh ladta hoon? Dimag chalaane mein tera baap Kaleen Bhaiya bhi mujhse piche hai."



Jaise hi Munna ne samjha ki ye kya ho raha hai, uski nasein gusse se phatne lagi. Sharad ne hamle se pehle hi, halat bigadte dekh, upar power mein baithe dikaazo (big players) ko phone ghuma diya tha.


Mantri J.P. Yadav aage badhte hue warehouse ke andar aaya. "Bohot khoon beh gaya aaj ki raat, Munna. Ab bandookein niche karo."


Munna ne gusse mein thooka, "Mantri ji, aap bich mein mat aaiye. Aaj iski laash par chalkar main Jaunpur ka taj pehnuga!"


"Nahi Munna," Mantri ji ne thande dimaag se kaha. "Meri theek 5 minute pehle tumhare pitaji, Kaleen Bhaiya se baat hui hai. Siyasat aur dhandha zinda logon ka khel hai, murdon ka nahi. Aur waise bhi, 'Mandavali' (compromise) ho chuki hai."


Munna chaunk gaya. "Kaisi mandavali?"


Mantri ji ne Sharad ki taraf dekha, phir Munna ki taraf. "Sharad apni aukaat aur apni hadd samajh gaya hai. Aaj ke baad, Jaunpur se aane wali poori afeem (opium) ki supply chain aur saara border control Tripathi parivaar ka hoga. Us pure route par Sharad ka koi aadmi nahi dikhega. Aur iske badle mein... tum Sharad ko zinda chhodoge. Sharad aaj ke baad kabhi Mirzapur ki taraf ankh utha kar bhi nahi dekhega, na hi tumhare kisi mamle mein dakhal (interfere) dega. Dhandha tumhara, jaan iski."

Sharad chupchap khada tha. Usne apni zindagi aur apni bachi-kuchi izzat bachane ke liye apne sabse bade business (opium) ka sauda kar liya tha. Wo janta tha ki agar aaj raat goliyaan chalti rahi, toh Munna ki back-up force use aur uske poore gang ko mitti mein mila degi. Ye haar bohot badi thi, par zinda rehna zyada zaroori tha.

"Ye saala madarchod..." Munna ne pistol ka barrel seedha Sharad ke maathe ki taraf kiya. "Pura Mirzapur janta hai ki Tripathi apni dushmani kabhi adhuri nahi chhodte. Main is kutte ko yahin maar kar afeem waise bhi le hi lunga!"

"Munna!" Mantri ji ki aawaz mein ab darr nahi, ek ruling power thi. "Bandook niche karo. Ye Kaleen Bhaiya ka faisla hai. Tum baap se upar nahi ho."


Apne baap (Kaleen Bhaiya) ka naam aur unka aakhri faisla sun kar Munna ki ubalti hui ragon mein thanda paani pad gaya. Wo janta tha ki agar usne Kaleen Bhaiya ke order ke khilaaf kuch kiya, toh uske anjaam bohot bure honge. Munna ne daant piste hue ahista-ahista apni pistol niche kar li.


Usne aage badhkar Sharad ke collar ko ek haath se pakda aur uske kaan ke paas gusse se bhari, zehrili aawaz mein phusphusaya, "Aaj teri jaan bakhsh raha hoon, lomdi. Par yaad rakhna, Mirzapur ka dhandha toh mera ho hi gaya hai... Mirzapur ki jo cheez tujhe sabse pyaari thi na, wo ab roz mere bistar par aayegi. Aur tu yahan baith kar sirf apni aukaat par royega." (Munna yahan power/territory ki baat kar raha tha, par Sharad ne uski baat ko kahin na kahin 'Pranali' se jod liya tha).

Munna ne Sharad ko piche dhakela. "Banwari! Gadi nikal! Aaj se Jaunpur ka afeem route humara hai!"

Munna ne ek aakhri, maut ki nigaah Sharad par daali aur wahan se nikal gaya. Mirzapur ke gunde jeet ki khushi mein hawa mein goliyaan chalate hue apni bachi hui gadiyon mein baithe aur compound se nikal gaye.

Pura warehouse ab dhuaan, laashon, aur khoon se bhara tha. Sharad akela andhere mein khada tha. Usne aaj apna sabse bada dhandha (opium) gawa diya tha. Uski gang ko bhari nuksaan hua tha. Wo shatranj ki ye baazi buri tarah haar gaya tha.

Par dimaag mein ek hi khayal tha—Pranali ne use bachaya zaroor, par aaj us warning ki keemat Sharad ko apni badshahat aur Mirzapur ki boundary dekar chukani padi thi. Ab wo chah kar bhi Pranali ki madad ke liye Mirzapur mein kadam nahi rakh sakta tha. Mirzapur aur Munna ka darja ab underworld mein aur bhi ooncha, aur khatarnaak ho chuka tha. Khel ab poori tarah badal gaya tha.

Subah ke 4 baj rahe the. Jaunpur ka khooni khel aur wo siyasati "Mandavali" (compromise) khatam ho chuki thi. Munna Tripathi ki kaali SUV wapas Mirzapur ki taraf tezi se daud rahi thi. Gadi ke andar khoon, barood, aur paseene ki tezz, khatti mehak thi. Munna pichli seat par aaram se piche teka lagaye baitha tha, uske haath mein chaku ka ek halka sa cut tha jahan se khoon sookh chuka tha. Usne Jaunpur ka afeem (opium) ka sabse bada dhandha apne naam kar liya tha. Ye uski bohot badi jeet thi, par uske dimaag mein ek keeda lagatar kaat raha tha.


"Banwari..." Munna ne andhere mein aage ghoorte hue dhimi, par zehrili aawaz mein kaha. "Sharad ko pehle se kaise pata tha ki hum aaj raat us warehouse pe aane wale hain? Uski wo floodlights, uske snipers... saala andhere mein aise taiyaar baitha tha jaise use kisi ne hamari planning pehle hi bata di ho."


Banwari, jo driver seat par tha, usne rearview mirror mein dekhte hue darr se thook nigla. "Bhaiya... mujhe bhi yahi lag raha hai. Hamare hi kisi aadmi ne gaddari ki hogi. Kisi andar wale ne toh khabar leak ki hai warna us lomdi ko humari location kaise pata chalti?"


Munna ne apni mutthi kas li. Dimaag mein ek second ke liye Pranali ka chehra aaya. Usne dopehar ko Pranali ki call kaati thi jab wo milna chahti thi aur ghabrayi hui lag rahi thi. Par agle hi second, Munna ne ek zor ka thahaaka (laugh) lagaya.


"Nahi... ladkon mein se hi koi gaddar hai," Munna ne poore confidence aur guroor se kaha. "Pranali jaisi dari hui, gharelu aurat... jo mere lund ke nashe aur mere khauf (fear) ke aage ghutne tek chuki hai, wo kya gaddari karegi? Sali ko toh Sharad ke baare mein kuch pata bhi nahi hoga. Wo toh meri rakhel hai, meri property. Uski aukaat nahi ki wo Munna Tripathi ki peeth mein chhura ghope. Kal se hamare saare aadmiyon ki call details nikal. Mujhe wo chuha chahiye jisne khabar leak ki."




Munna ko apne mardangi aur dominance par itna guroor tha ki wo sachhai dekh hi nahi pa raha tha. Use lagta tha Pranali sirf uski bhookh mitane wali ek hawas ki gudiya hai. Uski yahi andhi hawas uski sabse badi kamzori banne wali thi.


Udhar Mirzapur mein, Pranali ke chhote se ghar mein ek alag hi level ki shatranj (chess) kheli ja rahi thi.


Pranali hospital se aakar dawaai kha kar, thakaan aur pregnancy ki tension se gehri neend mein so rahi thi. Dusre kamre (living room) mein ghup andhera tha, sirf sadak ki ek peeli light khidki se andar aa rahi thi.


Soham wahan akela khada tha. Uske haath mein ek mehangi whiskey ka glass tha. Uske chehre par ab wo fikar-mand, masoom aur bechara pati wala naatak bilkul nahi tha. Uske hothon par ek bohot hi cold, calculating aur shaitani muskurahat thi. Usne apni pocket se ek secret burner phone nikala aur ek call dial kiya.


Call turant uth gayi. Dusri taraf Sharad Shukla tha, aur wo buri tarah aag-baboola ho raha tha.


"Dhandha chala gaya Soham! Madarchod Munna ne Mantri J.P. Yadav ko beech mein lakar mera poora afeem ka route, meri saari supply chheen li! Mujhe us chutiye ki laash chahiye thi aaj raat!" Sharad phone par chilla raha tha.


"Relax, Sharad. Thande dimaag se soch," Soham ne bilkul shaant aur icy aawaz mein kaha, jaise use kisi baat ka darr hi na ho. "Dhandha gaya hai, Mirzapur ki gaddi nahi. Ye 'mandavali' hamare plan ke liye aur bhi achi hai."


"Kaise achi hai? Main yahan kamzor pad gaya hoon!" "Kyunki ab Munna overconfident ho gaya hai," Soham hassa, ek aisi hansi jo kisi psychopath ki hoti hai. "Use lag raha hai wo jeet gaya. Par asal jeet tab hogi jab hum is ghamand ko todenge. Pranali ne tumhe warn karke apna kaam kar diya tha, warna tu aaj zinda nahi hota."


"Haan, Pranali ki wajah se meri jaan bachi. Par Soham, wo aurat... usko main aise akele nahi chhod sakta us darinde ke paas. Main use yahan bula raha hoon." Sharad ki aawaz mein sach mein Pranali ke liye ek tadap thi.


"Pagal ho gaya hai tu?" Soham ki aawaz achanak sakht hui. Uske dimaag mein sirf 100 crore ka sauda ghoom raha tha. "Abhi nahi. Pranali abhi poori tarah se hamare control mein nahi aayi hai. Wo abhi bhi guilt mein jee rahi hai, use lagta hai wo apna 'parivaar' bacha rahi hai Munna ko apna jism dekar. Jab tak uske dimaag se ye 'family' aur 'achhi biwi' wala illusion poori tarah nahi toot-ta, tab tak wo humare kisi bade kaam ki nahi."


Soham ne whiskey ka ek sip liya aur aage bola, "Aur ab toh ek aur badi khabar hai. Pranali pregnant hai."


"Kya?!" Sharad ki aawaz phone par atak gayi.


"Haan. 6 hafte ki. Mujhe nahi pata wo bacha tera hai, mera hai ya Munna ka. Par jo bhi ho... ye bacha hamare 100 crore ke plan ka sabse bada weapon banega. Use aur fasne de us hawas aur darr ke jaal mein. Thoda intezaar kar Sharad, uski poori aatma (soul) ko hum Mirzapur ki chaabi banaenge."


Soham ne phone kaat diya. Apni hi biwi ke jism aur uske pet mein pal rahe bacche ka sauda karte hue use ek percent bhi sharam nahi aayi.


"Soham...?"

Soham ka jism ek dum se akad gaya. Usne jhatke se piche mud kar dekha.


Living room ke darwaze par Pranali khadi thi. Uski nighty thodi silvato (wrinkles) se bhari thi, aur uske baal bikhre hue the. Pyaas ki wajah se uski neend khul gayi thi aur wo kitchen ki taraf jaa rahi thi jab usne Soham ko andhere mein kisi se baat karte hue suna tha. Usne Soham ke aakhri shabd nahi sune the, par usne Soham ki aawaz ka wo thanda, shaitani tone zaroor mehsoos kar liya tha jo usne aaj tak kabhi nahi suna tha.


Soham ne ek hi second mein apna burner phone pocket mein daala aur whiskey ka glass table par rakh diya. Agle hi pal, uske chehre par wahi purana, caring pati wala mask wapas aa gaya.



"Arre jaan... tum uth gayi? Pyaas lagi thi kya?" Soham aage badha aur bohot pyaar se Pranali ke kandhe par haath rakha.


Pranali ki aankhein Soham ke chehre par thi. Uska dimaag abhi bhi ghoom raha tha. "Aap... itni raat ko kisse baat kar rahe the andhere mein? Kiska call tha?"


"Wo... Sharad ka tha," Soham ne bohot hi casually jawab diya.


Sharad?!


Pranali ka dil gale mein aa gaya. Uski saansein achanak tezz ho gayi. Sharad ka call? Soham ko? Itni raat ko? Uski dimaag ki nasein phatne lagi. Kya Sharad zinda hai? Jaunpur mein hamla hua tha... kya Sharad ne gusse mein aakar Soham ko hamare affair ke baare mein bata diya? "S-Sharad ka?" Pranali ki aawaz kaanp rahi thi, usne apne darr ko chupane ki poori koshish ki. "Itni raat ko kyun? Kaise... matlab... sab theek toh hai na uske sath?"


Soham ne Pranali ki aankhon mein dekha. Use andaza ho gaya tha ki Pranali kyun panic kar rahi hai (kyunki wo janti hai Jaunpur mein aaj raat kya hua hai). Soham ne halke se muskurate hue ek jhoothi kahani gadh li.


"Haan, theek hai. Darasal uska Mumbai mein koi bohot bada business loss ho gaya hai achanak se. Pura tension mein tha bechara, panic attack aa raha tha use. Toh usne college friend samajh kar aadhi raat ko hi call mila diya ghabrahat mein," Soham ne apne hothon ko sikoda, jaise use apne dost ke liye bohot dukh ho. "Main use wahi financial advice de raha tha ki shanti se kaam le, subah dimaag thanda karke dekhenge."


Pranali ne ek bohot lambi, thandi saans chhori. Uske seene se ek bada bojh hatt gaya. Matlab Munna ne Jaunpur mein hamla kiya tha... aur Sharad ko business mein bada loss hua hai... par kam se kam wo zinda hai. Aur usne Soham ko kuch nahi bataya.


Pranali ko Soham ki baat logical lagi. Par phir bhi, uske dimaag ke kisi andhere kone mein ek chhota sa shak (suspicion) zaroor paida hua tha. 'Par Soham ki aawaz... abhi kuch der pehle itni ajeeb aur khaufnaak kyun lag rahi thi?' "Tum kyun uthi itni raat ko? Doctor ne completely bed rest bola hai na?" Soham ne uske maathe ko choomte hue kaha, apne us shaitani roop ko poori tarah pyaar ke piche chupa kar.


Pranali ne apni thakaan aur pregnancy ke hormones ki wajah se apne us chote se shak ko dimaag se jhatak diya. "Wo bas... paani peena tha."


Soham ne turant jug se paani daal kar Pranali ko pilaya aur use sahara dekar wapas bedroom ki taraf le jaane laga. "Chalo, so jao. Hamare aane wale bacche ko aaram ki zaroorat hai."


Pranali chupchap bistar par let gayi. Soham ne uske upar blanket udaya aur uske bagal mein let gaya. Pranali ne aankhein band kar li, is baat se poori tarah bekhabar ki jis pati ki baahon mein wo sukoon dhoondh rahi hai, wahi pati use poore Mirzapur ke saamne nanga karke bechne ka sauda kar chuka hai.

Underworld ka jaal ab bohot gehra aur bohot ganda ho chuka tha.

Agli dophar. Mirzapur ki tezz dhoop khidkiyon se andar aa rahi thi. Ghar mein bilkul shanti thi. Soham kisi 'client meeting' ke bahaane bahar gaya hua tha (halanki wo apne 100-crore ke plan ko aage badhane mein laga tha). Pranali apne bedroom mein, bed par dhalgi hui leti thi. AC ki thandi hawa ke baawajood uske maathe par paseene ki boondein thi.


Uski aankhein chhat ko ghoor rahi thi aur uska ek haath apne nange pet par rakha tha, jahan nighty thodi upar khiski hui thi. Uske andar ek choti si jaan pal rahi thi—ek aisi jaan jiska baap kaun hai, ye Mirzapur ka sabse bada aur khatarnaak raaz tha. Uski chhatiyan (breasts) pregnancy ke shuruati asar se bohot bhaari aur sensitive ho gayi thi, nighty ka kapda chubh raha tha.


Tabhi... Bzzzz... Bzzzz...


Uske side table par rakhe phone ki screen flash hui. 'Unknown Number'—par caller ID par ek ajeeb sa code tha jo sirf ek hi insaan use karta tha. Sharad ka private number.


Pranali jhatke se uth baithi. Uska dil dhol ki tarah bajne laga. Usne kaampte haathon se phone uthaya aur call receive ki.


"S-Sharad? Tum... tum theek ho? Raat ko kya hua wahan?" Pranali ki aawaz mein fikar, darr aur apnapan saaf jhalak raha tha. Usne Jaunpur ki khabar TV par nahi dekhi thi, par uski rooh darr se kaanp rahi thi.


"Main theek hoon jaan," Sharad ne apne bohot hi naram, aashiq wale tone mein kaha (ek aisa tone jo usne Soham ke sath milkar bohot masterfully design kiya tha). "Tumne mujhe bacha liya Pranali. Agar tumhara phone nahi aata, toh aaj meri laash bichti. Par mera dhandha chheen liya us madarchod Munna ne. Meri afeem ki supply usne kabza li hai."


Pranali ne ek gehri saans chhodi. Sharad zinda tha. "Bhagwan ka shukar hai... dhandha wapas aa jayega Sharad, par tumhari jaan bach gayi."



"Nahi Pranali," Sharad ki aawaz achanak bhari aur ziddi ho gayi. "Main shant baithne walon mein se nahi hoon. Us Munna ko toh main zinda jala dunga. Aur sabse badi baat... main tumhe us narak mein aise akele nahi chhod sakta. Main Mirzapur aa raha hoon Pranali. Us darinde ko maar kar main tumhe wahan se nikal lunga."


"Nahi!" Pranali achanak chilla padi. Darr ke maare uski saansein tezz ho gayi aur usne apna doosra haath bhi pet par rakh liya. "Pagal ho gaye ho tum?! Agar tumne yahan kadam rakha, toh Munna tumhe yahin kaat dega! Uske paas poori army hai. Sab kuch khatam ho jayega Sharad! Please... meri kasam hai tumhe. Main theek hoon yahan."


"Kaise theek ho tum?!" Sharad ne fake gusse aur tadap ke sath pucha. "Wo darinda, wo Munna... wo roz tumhare paas aata hoga, tumhare jism ko nochta hoga... Main ye bardasht nahi kar sakta Pranali."


Sharad ke in shabdon ne Pranali ke seene mein khanjar ghomp diya. Use Munna ki wo kaali SUV wali raat yaad aayi—kaise usne apne hothon se Munna ka garm ras saaf kiya tha. Pranali ne apni aankhein kas ke band ki aur uske gaal par ek garm aansu beh nikla.


Uski zubaan par achanak aaya: 'Sharad, main pregnant hoon... shayad tumhare bache se.' Par agle hi second, usne apne hoth daanto tale daba liye. Usne us sach ko wapas apne pet ke andhere mein dafna diya.


Use pata tha ki Sharad jaisa aggressive aur aashiq mizaaj aadmi (jaisa Pranali use manti thi), agar use bache ka pata chala, toh wo apni jaan ki parwah kiye bina aaj hi Mirzapur bhaag aayega. Dono taraf se aag lagegi aur us aag mein uska parivaar jal jayega. Aur bechara Soham... us masoom pati ka kya, jo subah doctor ke paas is bache ko apna maan kar khushi se ro pada tha? Pranali apne dhoke ke bojh tale khud ko hi saza de rahi thi.


"Main... main manage kar lungi Sharad," Pranali ne dabe hothon aur roansi aawaz mein jhooth bola. "Tum bas safe raho, kahin door chale jao kuch din. Bas yahi kafi hai mere liye. Mujhe abhi phone rakhna hoga... Soham aane wale honge."


Pranali ne phone kaat diya aur bed par gir kar sisak-sisak kar rone lagi. Us bewakoof aurat ko ye zara bhi andaza nahi tha ki wo jis aashiq ko maut se bacha rahi hai, wo khud ek khunkhaar shikaari hai jo uske pati ke sath milkar uske jism aur aukaat ki boli laga chuka hai.


Do din baad. Mirzapur ke outskirts mein ek purane, gande ilake mein bane ek dhabe ke theek piche wali sunsaan gali. Wahan naaliyon ki sadaan (smell) aur makkhiyon ki bhinbhinahat thi.


Banwari ek deewar se teka lagaye khada bidi phoonk raha tha. Uska chehra tension se bhara tha. Munna ne uski duty lagayi thi—'Banwari, zameen aasmaan ek kar de, par pata kar ki Jaunpur mein hamare aane ki khabar leak kis madarchod ne ki thi.' Banwari ne apne saare khabri dauda diye the, par Munna ki gang ke andar se koi gaddar nahi nikal raha tha.


Tabhi andhere raste se jooton ki bhaari aawaz aayi. Banwari ne darr kar chonk ke dekha.


Maqbool—Kaleen Bhaiya ka sabse wafadaar, sabse shaant, aur sabse khatarnaak aadmi—chalte hue uski taraf aa raha tha. Maqbool hamesha ek kaale pathani suit mein rehta tha, aur uski aankhon mein kabhi koi emotion nahi hota tha.


"M-Maqbool bhai... aap? Aap yahan dhabe ke piche?" Banwari ne jaldi se apni bidi phenk kar hath jod liye. Maqbool se poora Mirzapur darta tha. "Kuch khabar mili kya us dhokebaaz ki jisne hamari mukhbiri (snitching) ki thi?"


Maqbool ne Banwari ko upar se niche tak apni thandi nigaahon se dekha. Usne apne dimaag mein Kaleen Bhaiya ka wo plan recall kiya jisme Munna aur Sharad dono ko aur bhadkana tha.


"Apne ladkon mein mat dhoondh Banwari," Maqbool ki aawaz kisi gehre kuen (well) ki tarah thi. "Kutte kabhi apne hi ghar ki malai nahi churaate. Dhoondhna hai toh... un auraton ko dhoondh jo haweli aur Munna bhaiya ki bohot nazdeeki hain, jinke bistar par Munna apne raaz ugalta hai."



Banwari ki bhauhein (eyebrows) sikud gayi. "Auratein? Kiska naam le rahe hain aap Maqbool bhai? Bhaiya ke paas toh roz nayi randiyan aati hain."


Maqbool thoda aage jhuka aur bilkul dhimi, par zehrili aawaz mein bola, "Pranali Sharma. Munna ki wo nayi Malika. Pata kar ki jab wo pichle hafte Mumbai apni 'chhutti' par gayi thi... toh wahan kis naye dost se mil rahi thi. Uska Jaunpur ke Sharad Shukla ke saath kaisa 'uthna-baithna' aur silsila chal raha tha... ye dhoondhega toh leak hone ka asli jawab mil jayega."


Maqbool apna kaam karke, Banwari ke dimaag mein ek bhayanak beej bo kar wapas andhere mein chala gaya. Kaleen Bhaiya ne ye patta (card) Banwari ke zariye Munna tak pahunchane ke liye phenka tha, taaki Munna Pranali ko poori tarah tabah kar de aur Sharad tadap kar Mirzapur aaye.


Par Banwari jaisa tuchcha (lowly) aur hawasi kutta, Kaleen Bhaiya ki is politics se bilkul alag, apni hi gandi duniya mein kuch aur soch raha tha.


Banwari wahin khada reh gaya. Uski aankhein hairani se faili ki faili reh gayi.


Bank wali shareef madam... Pranali bhabhi... aur Sharad Shukla?! Banwari ke dimaag mein turant dots connect ho gaye. "Bhenchod... matlab bhabhi ji ne hi Munna bhaiya ke niche let kar, unki gadi mein chudte hue, apna maza poora karke dusre don (Sharad) ko saari khabar de di? Ek aurat do-do sando (bulls) ko nacha rahi hai?"


Usne apni giri hui bidi ko apne bhari jooton se kuchla. Ek dum se Banwari ke poore jism mein, aur khaas kar uske dono pairo ke beech ek bhayanak, gandi hawasi aag daud gayi. Use ek jhatke mein SUV wali wo raat yaad aayi.


Us tinted sheeshe ke piche ka wo dhundhla nazara... Pranali ki wo nangi, doodhi (milky) chhatiyan jo nighty ke andar se uchal rahi thi jab Munna use apni god mein bitha kar jaanwar ki tarah chod raha tha. Use yaad aayi Pranali ke muh se nikalne wali wo gandi, lubaavdi siskiyan—"Ahhh... Munna ji... main aa rahi hoon..." Aur sabse zyada, use yaad aayi Pranali ki wo gili silk panty jisse Banwari ne apne nak par daba kar apne mote, kaale lund ko car mein hi hilaya tha.


"Agar maine ye baat Munna bhaiya ko bata di..." Banwari ne haanpte hue, apne aap se phusphusate hue kaha, "...toh bhaiya aag-baboola hokar madam ki us gori choot mein hi goli maar denge. Khel wahi khatam ho jayega."


Banwari ke mote, pan-khaaye hothon par ek bohot hi darawni, ghinoni aur hawas se labalab hansi aa gayi.


"Kyun na is khabar ka fayda ye Banwari uthaye? Madam ka ye maut wala raaz ab sirf mujhe pata hai. Munna bhaiya aur Sharad dono is randi ke aage-piche ghoom rahe hain, par ab... ab is bank wali chamdi ki leash (patta) mere haath mein hogi."


Banwari ka lund uski pant ke andar buri tarah sakht (hard) hokar khada ho chuka tha. Usne apni pant ke upar se hi apne bulge ko gande tareeke se masla. Uski aankhon mein ab Pranali ek bhabhi ya devta nahi, balki ek nangi ghulam (slave) dikh rahi thi.


"Ab is shaukeen madam ki blackmailing Banwari karega. Jab tak wo so-called Malika apne bed par nangi taangein mere aage faila kar... mere is jhadu maarne wale lund ko apne andar nahi leti... jab tak wo mujhe apni us gili choot ka mardani ras nahi chakhati... tab tak Munna bhaiya ko is gaddari ka kuch nahi pata chalega. Malika ko ab is kutte ke aage ghutne tekne padenge."


Banwari ne apni pant ki zip theek ki aur dhabe se bahar sadak ki taraf chal pada. Ek gunde ke chote se naukar ne Mirzapur ki sabse sophisticated "Malika" ki aukaat apne bistar tak aur apne kadmo mein laane ka masterplan bana liya tha.


Pranali, jo pehle hi teen mardon (Munna, Sharad, aur mastermind Soham) ke bhayanak jaal mein buri tarah phasi hui thi aur pregnant thi, ab chauthe aur sabse ghinone shikaari (Banwari) ki gandi nazron ka poori tarah shikaar banne wali thi.