20-10-2026, 11:42 PM
UPDATE 04
Monday | 7:38 AM | Reyansh's Apartment, Bengaluru
Alarm baj raha tha.
Reyansh ne aankhein khole bina haath badhaya aur alarm band kar diya.
Do second baad phone phir baja.
Is baar usne aankh kholi, screen dekhi aur phone ko aise ghura jaise alarm ne uski personal insult kar di ho.
Reyansh: "Bhai, Monday hai. Thoda toh insaaniyat dikha."
Alarm ka koi jawaab nahi aaya.
Reyansh uthkar bathroom ki taraf jaane laga, tabhi doorbell baj gayi.
Woh ruk gaya.
Reyansh: "Ab kaun aa gaya?"
Door khola toh Shalu saamne thi.
Shalu: "Good morning, sir."
Reyansh: "Tumhare liye good morning hogi. Mere liye abhi morning bhi confirm nahi hui."
Shalu: "Aapki ghadi mein kitne baje hain?"
Reyansh: "Saat bajkar chaalis minute."
Shalu: "Toh phir morning confirm hai
Reyansh: "Tum har baat ka jawaab kyun deti ho?"
Shalu: "Aap har baat bolte kyun ho?"
Reyansh ne do pal use dekha.
Reyansh: "Tumhari training kahaan hui hai?"
Shalu: "Aapke ghar mein."
Shalu andar chali gayi.
Reyansh darwaaze par khada use jaate hue dekhta raha.
Reyansh: "Yeh ghar hai ya daily performance review?"
Phir woh taiyaar hone chala gaya.
Aaj Monday tha. Aur Monday ko Reyansh ke paas apni neend se ladne ke alawa bhi bahut kaam tha.
Location: Reyansh's Office | 10:24 AM
Office mein din shuru ho chuka tha.
Reyansh apni desk par laptop khole baitha tha. Uske saamne kuch campaign updates the, jinhe dekhkar woh apni team ko ek chhota sa message bhej raha tha.
Reyansh: "Guys, campaign ka revised version lunch se pehle share kar dena. Ek baar check karke client ko bhej denge."
Usne message send kiya aur coffee ka sip liya.
Tabhi uska phone vibrate hua.
Arshad: Bhai, ek serious sawaal hai.
Reyansh: Pooch.
Arshad: Agar koi aadmi Monday ko office aane ke baad bhi kaam karne ka mann na kare, toh kya woh haramkhori hogi
Reyansh: Tu apne baare mein pooch raha hai?
Arshad: Main toh research kar raha hoon. Copywriter hoon, sawal poochna mera kaam hai.
Reyansh: Tera kaam copy likhna hai, to wo hi kar... Namak ka karz to ada kar chutiye
Arshad: gaali, theek hai never mind.
Reyansh hans diya.
Usne phone side mein rakha aur kaam mein lag gaya.
Kuch der baad ek colleague uske paas aaya. Campaign ke ek chhote se change par dono ne baat ki. Reyansh ne apni suggestion di, colleague ne note ki aur kaam aage badh gaya.
Na koi badi meeting, na koi corporate drama.
Bas ek aam Monday.
Lekin Bengaluru ke doosre kone mein, ek doosra aadmi apne Monday ko thoda alag tareeke se sambhaal raha tha.
Aur us aadmi ka naam tha Arshad.
Monday | 11:16 AM | Advertising Agency, Bengaluru
Ek open office.
Kisi desk par headphones lage hue the, kahin koi presentation bana raha tha, toh kahin coffee machine ke paas do log apne weekend ki kahani suna rahe the.
Beech mein ek desk par Arshad baitha tha.
Laptop screen par ek blank document khula hua tha.
Uske upar title likha tha:
"Campaign Tagline Options"
Neeche cursor blink kar raha tha.
Arshad use dekh raha tha.
Phir usne keyboard par ungliyan rakhi aur type kiya:
Option 1: Zindagi Ka Naya Rang.
Kuch pal baad usne line padhi.
Arshad: "Nahi."
Delete.
Option 2: Har Pal Kuch Khaas.
Woh kursi par peeche hua.
Arshad: "Yeh toh pichhle das saal se har doosra brand bol raha hai."
Delete.
Option 3: Aapki Zindagi, Aapka Andaaz.
Arshad ne apni aankhein band kar li.
Arshad: "Bas. Ab isse achha toh main apna resignation likh doon."
Colleague: "Resignation likhne ke liye bhi kuch likhna padega, Arshad."
Arshad ne gardan ghumayi.
Uska colleague Kabir apni coffee lekar khada tha.
Arshad: "Kabir, tumhe pata hai creative logon ki sabse badi problem kya hoti hai?"
Kabir: "Deadline?"
Arshad: "Nahi. Humse har waqt creative hone ki umeed ki jaati hai."
Kabir: "Aur tumhari problem?"
Arshad: "Mujhse har waqt kaam karne ki umeed ki jaati hai."
Kabir hans pada.
Kabir: "Client ko chaar baje tak options chahiye."
Arshad: ye boss aise client lata hu kyu, sale ek hafte pahle batate hai ki yeh chahiye... It's imagination man, craft hai... Time lagta hai sochne me
Kabir ne uske laptop ki taraf dekha.
Kabir: "Abhi tak ek hi line likhi hai?"
Arshad: "Galat. Teen lines likhi hain. Do ko maine khud reject kiya hai. Quality control naam ki bhi koi cheez hoti hai."
Kabir: "Boss ko quality se zyada quantity chahiye."
Arshad: lodu hai saala
Kabir apni hansi rok nahi paaya.
Kabir: "Chal, nautanki band kar. Main meeting mein ja raha hoon. Do baje tak kuch achha dikha dena."
Arshad: "Do baje tak toh main duniya badal dunga."
Kabir: "Pehle document save kar lena. Pichhli baar duniya badalne se pehle laptop hang ho gaya tha."
Kabir chala gaya.
Arshad phir screen ki taraf mud gaya.
Uske chehre se hansi dheere-dheere gayab nahi hui, bas uska dhyaan kaam par aa gaya.
Usne blank document dekha.
Phir ek naya idea type kiya.
Is baar usne use delete nahi kiya.
Usne line ke neeche ek aur line likhi, phir teesri.
Kuch minute baad woh khud hi halka sa muskuraya.
Arshad (dheere se): "Ab aaya na maza."
Woh kaam mein lag gaya.
Arshad mazaak karta tha, baaton ko ghumata tha aur kabhi-kabhi apne boss ko bhi confuse kar deta tha. Lekin jab use koi idea pasand aa jaata, toh woh us par poora dhyaan deta.
Uske liye copywriting sirf shabdon ko khoobsurat banana nahi tha.
Woh chahta tha ki uske likhe hue shabd kisi ko yaad reh jaayein.
Aur shayad isi liye blank document ke saamne baithkar bhi woh haar nahi maanta tha.
Bas uski haar maanane ki acting kaafi zabardast thi.
Location: Arshad's Office | 1:08 PM
Arshad ne lunch box khola hi tha ki phone baj utha.
Screen par naam tha: Reyansh.
Usne call receive kiya.
Arshad: "Haan, bol. Kya hua? Office mein aag lag gayi?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Tere bina office chal raha tha, socha haal pooch loon."
Arshad: "Bhai, meri kami har jagah mehsoos hoti hai. Bas log accept nahi karte."
Reyansh: "Tere office wale toh tujhe kaam karte dekhkar khush hote honge."
Arshad: "Bahut. Kabhi-kabhi toh mujhe khud par shaq hone lagta hai."
Reyansh: "Lunch kiya?"
Arshad: "Karne wala hoon."
Reyansh: "Kya laaye ho?"
Arshad: "Ghar ka khaana."
Reyansh: "Wah. Aaj toh responsible adult lag raha hai."
Arshad: "Roz lagta hoon. Tum logon ki nazar kharaab hai."
Reyansh apni desk par muskuraya.
Reyansh: "Waise, tera woh campaign kaisa chal raha hai?"
Arshad ne lunch box ka dhakkan band kar diya.
Arshad: "Chal raha hai. Client ko kuch naya chahiye, boss ko kuch jaldi chahiye aur mujhe aadhe din ki neend chahiye"
Reyansh: "Teri life mein sukoon naam ki cheez nahi hai kya?"
Arshad ek pal ke liye ruka.
Phir usne apni usual awaaz mein jawaab diya.
Arshad: "Hai na. Lunch break mein milta hai. Bas pandrah minute ka subscription hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: "Achha, kaam kar. Shaam ko milte hain?"
Arshad: "Aaj mushkil hai. Campaign ki deadline hai."
Reyansh: "Tu aur deadline? Mujhe laga tum dono ek-doosre ko pasand nahi karte."
Arshad: "Pasand toh nahi karte. Lekin rishta purana hai."
Reyansh: "Theek hai. Kal milte hain."
Arshad: "Kal ka kal dekhenge. Abhi mujhe boss ki gaand ko bachaana hai."
Dono haste hai or bye bolte hai
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh ne phone rakh diya.
Use achha laga ki Arshad kaam mein laga hua tha. Dono ki dosti mein ek baat hamesha se thi: ek doosre ko lekar fikr rehti thi, lekin har waqt uska izhaar karna zaroori nahi samajhte the.
Kabhi ek call kaafi hota tha.
Kabhi ek bakwaas joke.
Aur kabhi bina kuch kahe bhi dono samajh jaate the ki doosra theek hai ya nahi.
Monday | 7:24 PM | Bengaluru
Shaam tak Arshad ka campaign draft taiyaar ho chuka tha.
Usne laptop band kiya, bag uthaya aur office se nikal gaya.
Lift mein usne phone check kiya. Maa ka message aaya hua tha.
Ammi: "Ghar aate waqt dahi le aana."
Arshad ne reply kiya.
Arshad: "Ji, hukm ki tameel hogi."
Do second baad doosra message aaya.
Ammi: "Aur bread bhi."
Arshad ne aankhein band kar li.
Arshad: "Ek hi message mein bata deti na, Ammi. Main dahi lene jaate-jaate retirement ki age mein pahunch jaunga."
Ammi: "Zyada bolne ke bajaye samaan le aana."
Arshad muskuraya.
Usne phone pocket mein rakha aur raste mein dukaan se dahi aur bread le li.
Ghar pahunchkar usne jootey utaare aur kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.
Ammi: "Aa gaya?"
Arshad: "Nahi, Ammi. Aapka farmaan lekar ek aadmi aaya hai."
Ammi: "Dahi laaya?"
Arshad ne bag aage kar diya.
Arshad: "Ji."
Ammi: "Bread?"
Arshad: "Ji."
Ammi: "Achha, haath-muh dho le. Khaana laga deti hoon."
Arshad kitchen ke darwaaze par ruk gaya.
Arshad: "Ammi, ek baat batao?"
Ammi: "Kya?"
Arshad: "Agar main ek din bina koi kaam kiye ghar aa jaun, toh aap kya karogi?"
Ammi ne uski taraf dekha.
Ammi: "Pehle poochungi tabiyat theek hai ya nahi."
Arshad ki muskurahat kuch pal ke liye halki ho gayi.
Phir usne nazar jhuka kar kaha:
Arshad: "Achha. Aur agar tabiyat bhi theek ho aur main bas aaram karna chahta hoon?"
Ammi: "Toh aaram kar lena. Lekin subah uthkar kaam par zaroor jaana."
Arshad hans diya.
Arshad: "Aapko meri chinta nahi hai. Aapko meri attendance ki chinta hai."
Ammi: "Dono ki hai."
Usne Arshad ke sar par pyaar se haath rakha aur khaana lagane chali gayi.
Arshad wahi khada raha.
Ghar mein uske liye koi badi speech nahi thi. Na koi sawaal ki woh kitna kama raha hai, na koi taana ki ab tak kya haasil kiya.
Bas dahi, bread, ghar ka khaana aur maa ki woh fikr jo chhoti-chhoti baaton mein chhupi rehti thi.
Arshad ke liye yahi ghar tha.
Jahan woh apne jokes se sabko hasa sakta tha, lekin har waqt funny rehna zaroori nahi tha.
Location: Arshad's Home | 9:16 PM
Khaana khane ke baad Arshad apne kamre mein aaya.
Usne laptop khola aur campaign ka final draft ek baar phir check karne laga.
Phone vibrate hua.
Reyansh: "Kal free hai?"
Arshad: "Kyun? Meri zindagi ka tender nikal raha hai?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Chai peeni hai."
Arshad: "Chai ke liye itna formal message? College mein toh seedha phone karke bolta tha, chal nikal."
Reyansh: "Tab tu paas rehta tha. Ab tera office, tera campaign aur teri celebrity wali life hai."
Arshad: "Celebrity main hamesha se tha. Tujhe pehchaanne mein waqt laga."
Reyansh ka reply aaya.
Reyansh: "Kal shaam saat baje. Wahi tapri."
Arshad: "Done."
Arshad ne phone rakh diya.
Phir laptop par apni tagline dekhi.
Usne final version save kiya aur mail bhej di.
Email sent.
Woh kursi par peeche hua aur gehri saans li.
Aaj ka din khatam hua tha.
Kal phir naya din hoga. Naya kaam, naye ideas aur wahi purane dost.
Usne light band ki aur bed par let gaya.
Uski zindagi mein bhi bahut kuch tha jo abhi readers ko nahi pata tha. Kuch cheezein jo waqt ke saath saamne aayengi, aur kuch jo shayad abhi usne khud bhi poori tarah samjhi nahi thi.
Lekin filhaal Arshad bas Arshad tha.
Ek copywriter, ek beta, ek purana dost aur ek aisa insaan jo duniya ko hasaane ke saath apni zindagi bhi apne tareeke se jeene ki koshish kar raha tha.
AZTARAAB jaari rahega... ❤️
Monday | 7:38 AM | Reyansh's Apartment, Bengaluru
Alarm baj raha tha.
Reyansh ne aankhein khole bina haath badhaya aur alarm band kar diya.
Do second baad phone phir baja.
Is baar usne aankh kholi, screen dekhi aur phone ko aise ghura jaise alarm ne uski personal insult kar di ho.
Reyansh: "Bhai, Monday hai. Thoda toh insaaniyat dikha."
Alarm ka koi jawaab nahi aaya.
Reyansh uthkar bathroom ki taraf jaane laga, tabhi doorbell baj gayi.
Woh ruk gaya.
Reyansh: "Ab kaun aa gaya?"
Door khola toh Shalu saamne thi.
Shalu: "Good morning, sir."
Reyansh: "Tumhare liye good morning hogi. Mere liye abhi morning bhi confirm nahi hui."
Shalu: "Aapki ghadi mein kitne baje hain?"
Reyansh: "Saat bajkar chaalis minute."
Shalu: "Toh phir morning confirm hai
Reyansh: "Tum har baat ka jawaab kyun deti ho?"
Shalu: "Aap har baat bolte kyun ho?"
Reyansh ne do pal use dekha.
Reyansh: "Tumhari training kahaan hui hai?"
Shalu: "Aapke ghar mein."
Shalu andar chali gayi.
Reyansh darwaaze par khada use jaate hue dekhta raha.
Reyansh: "Yeh ghar hai ya daily performance review?"
Phir woh taiyaar hone chala gaya.
Aaj Monday tha. Aur Monday ko Reyansh ke paas apni neend se ladne ke alawa bhi bahut kaam tha.
Location: Reyansh's Office | 10:24 AM
Office mein din shuru ho chuka tha.
Reyansh apni desk par laptop khole baitha tha. Uske saamne kuch campaign updates the, jinhe dekhkar woh apni team ko ek chhota sa message bhej raha tha.
Reyansh: "Guys, campaign ka revised version lunch se pehle share kar dena. Ek baar check karke client ko bhej denge."
Usne message send kiya aur coffee ka sip liya.
Tabhi uska phone vibrate hua.
Arshad: Bhai, ek serious sawaal hai.
Reyansh: Pooch.
Arshad: Agar koi aadmi Monday ko office aane ke baad bhi kaam karne ka mann na kare, toh kya woh haramkhori hogi
Reyansh: Tu apne baare mein pooch raha hai?
Arshad: Main toh research kar raha hoon. Copywriter hoon, sawal poochna mera kaam hai.
Reyansh: Tera kaam copy likhna hai, to wo hi kar... Namak ka karz to ada kar chutiye
Arshad: gaali, theek hai never mind.
Reyansh hans diya.
Usne phone side mein rakha aur kaam mein lag gaya.
Kuch der baad ek colleague uske paas aaya. Campaign ke ek chhote se change par dono ne baat ki. Reyansh ne apni suggestion di, colleague ne note ki aur kaam aage badh gaya.
Na koi badi meeting, na koi corporate drama.
Bas ek aam Monday.
Lekin Bengaluru ke doosre kone mein, ek doosra aadmi apne Monday ko thoda alag tareeke se sambhaal raha tha.
Aur us aadmi ka naam tha Arshad.
Monday | 11:16 AM | Advertising Agency, Bengaluru
Ek open office.
Kisi desk par headphones lage hue the, kahin koi presentation bana raha tha, toh kahin coffee machine ke paas do log apne weekend ki kahani suna rahe the.
Beech mein ek desk par Arshad baitha tha.
Laptop screen par ek blank document khula hua tha.
Uske upar title likha tha:
"Campaign Tagline Options"
Neeche cursor blink kar raha tha.
Arshad use dekh raha tha.
Phir usne keyboard par ungliyan rakhi aur type kiya:
Option 1: Zindagi Ka Naya Rang.
Kuch pal baad usne line padhi.
Arshad: "Nahi."
Delete.
Option 2: Har Pal Kuch Khaas.
Woh kursi par peeche hua.
Arshad: "Yeh toh pichhle das saal se har doosra brand bol raha hai."
Delete.
Option 3: Aapki Zindagi, Aapka Andaaz.
Arshad ne apni aankhein band kar li.
Arshad: "Bas. Ab isse achha toh main apna resignation likh doon."
Colleague: "Resignation likhne ke liye bhi kuch likhna padega, Arshad."
Arshad ne gardan ghumayi.
Uska colleague Kabir apni coffee lekar khada tha.
Arshad: "Kabir, tumhe pata hai creative logon ki sabse badi problem kya hoti hai?"
Kabir: "Deadline?"
Arshad: "Nahi. Humse har waqt creative hone ki umeed ki jaati hai."
Kabir: "Aur tumhari problem?"
Arshad: "Mujhse har waqt kaam karne ki umeed ki jaati hai."
Kabir hans pada.
Kabir: "Client ko chaar baje tak options chahiye."
Arshad: ye boss aise client lata hu kyu, sale ek hafte pahle batate hai ki yeh chahiye... It's imagination man, craft hai... Time lagta hai sochne me
Kabir ne uske laptop ki taraf dekha.
Kabir: "Abhi tak ek hi line likhi hai?"
Arshad: "Galat. Teen lines likhi hain. Do ko maine khud reject kiya hai. Quality control naam ki bhi koi cheez hoti hai."
Kabir: "Boss ko quality se zyada quantity chahiye."
Arshad: lodu hai saala
Kabir apni hansi rok nahi paaya.
Kabir: "Chal, nautanki band kar. Main meeting mein ja raha hoon. Do baje tak kuch achha dikha dena."
Arshad: "Do baje tak toh main duniya badal dunga."
Kabir: "Pehle document save kar lena. Pichhli baar duniya badalne se pehle laptop hang ho gaya tha."
Kabir chala gaya.
Arshad phir screen ki taraf mud gaya.
Uske chehre se hansi dheere-dheere gayab nahi hui, bas uska dhyaan kaam par aa gaya.
Usne blank document dekha.
Phir ek naya idea type kiya.
Is baar usne use delete nahi kiya.
Usne line ke neeche ek aur line likhi, phir teesri.
Kuch minute baad woh khud hi halka sa muskuraya.
Arshad (dheere se): "Ab aaya na maza."
Woh kaam mein lag gaya.
Arshad mazaak karta tha, baaton ko ghumata tha aur kabhi-kabhi apne boss ko bhi confuse kar deta tha. Lekin jab use koi idea pasand aa jaata, toh woh us par poora dhyaan deta.
Uske liye copywriting sirf shabdon ko khoobsurat banana nahi tha.
Woh chahta tha ki uske likhe hue shabd kisi ko yaad reh jaayein.
Aur shayad isi liye blank document ke saamne baithkar bhi woh haar nahi maanta tha.
Bas uski haar maanane ki acting kaafi zabardast thi.
Location: Arshad's Office | 1:08 PM
Arshad ne lunch box khola hi tha ki phone baj utha.
Screen par naam tha: Reyansh.
Usne call receive kiya.
Arshad: "Haan, bol. Kya hua? Office mein aag lag gayi?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Tere bina office chal raha tha, socha haal pooch loon."
Arshad: "Bhai, meri kami har jagah mehsoos hoti hai. Bas log accept nahi karte."
Reyansh: "Tere office wale toh tujhe kaam karte dekhkar khush hote honge."
Arshad: "Bahut. Kabhi-kabhi toh mujhe khud par shaq hone lagta hai."
Reyansh: "Lunch kiya?"
Arshad: "Karne wala hoon."
Reyansh: "Kya laaye ho?"
Arshad: "Ghar ka khaana."
Reyansh: "Wah. Aaj toh responsible adult lag raha hai."
Arshad: "Roz lagta hoon. Tum logon ki nazar kharaab hai."
Reyansh apni desk par muskuraya.
Reyansh: "Waise, tera woh campaign kaisa chal raha hai?"
Arshad ne lunch box ka dhakkan band kar diya.
Arshad: "Chal raha hai. Client ko kuch naya chahiye, boss ko kuch jaldi chahiye aur mujhe aadhe din ki neend chahiye"
Reyansh: "Teri life mein sukoon naam ki cheez nahi hai kya?"
Arshad ek pal ke liye ruka.
Phir usne apni usual awaaz mein jawaab diya.
Arshad: "Hai na. Lunch break mein milta hai. Bas pandrah minute ka subscription hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: "Achha, kaam kar. Shaam ko milte hain?"
Arshad: "Aaj mushkil hai. Campaign ki deadline hai."
Reyansh: "Tu aur deadline? Mujhe laga tum dono ek-doosre ko pasand nahi karte."
Arshad: "Pasand toh nahi karte. Lekin rishta purana hai."
Reyansh: "Theek hai. Kal milte hain."
Arshad: "Kal ka kal dekhenge. Abhi mujhe boss ki gaand ko bachaana hai."
Dono haste hai or bye bolte hai
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh ne phone rakh diya.
Use achha laga ki Arshad kaam mein laga hua tha. Dono ki dosti mein ek baat hamesha se thi: ek doosre ko lekar fikr rehti thi, lekin har waqt uska izhaar karna zaroori nahi samajhte the.
Kabhi ek call kaafi hota tha.
Kabhi ek bakwaas joke.
Aur kabhi bina kuch kahe bhi dono samajh jaate the ki doosra theek hai ya nahi.
Monday | 7:24 PM | Bengaluru
Shaam tak Arshad ka campaign draft taiyaar ho chuka tha.
Usne laptop band kiya, bag uthaya aur office se nikal gaya.
Lift mein usne phone check kiya. Maa ka message aaya hua tha.
Ammi: "Ghar aate waqt dahi le aana."
Arshad ne reply kiya.
Arshad: "Ji, hukm ki tameel hogi."
Do second baad doosra message aaya.
Ammi: "Aur bread bhi."
Arshad ne aankhein band kar li.
Arshad: "Ek hi message mein bata deti na, Ammi. Main dahi lene jaate-jaate retirement ki age mein pahunch jaunga."
Ammi: "Zyada bolne ke bajaye samaan le aana."
Arshad muskuraya.
Usne phone pocket mein rakha aur raste mein dukaan se dahi aur bread le li.
Ghar pahunchkar usne jootey utaare aur kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.
Ammi: "Aa gaya?"
Arshad: "Nahi, Ammi. Aapka farmaan lekar ek aadmi aaya hai."
Ammi: "Dahi laaya?"
Arshad ne bag aage kar diya.
Arshad: "Ji."
Ammi: "Bread?"
Arshad: "Ji."
Ammi: "Achha, haath-muh dho le. Khaana laga deti hoon."
Arshad kitchen ke darwaaze par ruk gaya.
Arshad: "Ammi, ek baat batao?"
Ammi: "Kya?"
Arshad: "Agar main ek din bina koi kaam kiye ghar aa jaun, toh aap kya karogi?"
Ammi ne uski taraf dekha.
Ammi: "Pehle poochungi tabiyat theek hai ya nahi."
Arshad ki muskurahat kuch pal ke liye halki ho gayi.
Phir usne nazar jhuka kar kaha:
Arshad: "Achha. Aur agar tabiyat bhi theek ho aur main bas aaram karna chahta hoon?"
Ammi: "Toh aaram kar lena. Lekin subah uthkar kaam par zaroor jaana."
Arshad hans diya.
Arshad: "Aapko meri chinta nahi hai. Aapko meri attendance ki chinta hai."
Ammi: "Dono ki hai."
Usne Arshad ke sar par pyaar se haath rakha aur khaana lagane chali gayi.
Arshad wahi khada raha.
Ghar mein uske liye koi badi speech nahi thi. Na koi sawaal ki woh kitna kama raha hai, na koi taana ki ab tak kya haasil kiya.
Bas dahi, bread, ghar ka khaana aur maa ki woh fikr jo chhoti-chhoti baaton mein chhupi rehti thi.
Arshad ke liye yahi ghar tha.
Jahan woh apne jokes se sabko hasa sakta tha, lekin har waqt funny rehna zaroori nahi tha.
Location: Arshad's Home | 9:16 PM
Khaana khane ke baad Arshad apne kamre mein aaya.
Usne laptop khola aur campaign ka final draft ek baar phir check karne laga.
Phone vibrate hua.
Reyansh: "Kal free hai?"
Arshad: "Kyun? Meri zindagi ka tender nikal raha hai?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Chai peeni hai."
Arshad: "Chai ke liye itna formal message? College mein toh seedha phone karke bolta tha, chal nikal."
Reyansh: "Tab tu paas rehta tha. Ab tera office, tera campaign aur teri celebrity wali life hai."
Arshad: "Celebrity main hamesha se tha. Tujhe pehchaanne mein waqt laga."
Reyansh ka reply aaya.
Reyansh: "Kal shaam saat baje. Wahi tapri."
Arshad: "Done."
Arshad ne phone rakh diya.
Phir laptop par apni tagline dekhi.
Usne final version save kiya aur mail bhej di.
Email sent.
Woh kursi par peeche hua aur gehri saans li.
Aaj ka din khatam hua tha.
Kal phir naya din hoga. Naya kaam, naye ideas aur wahi purane dost.
Usne light band ki aur bed par let gaya.
Uski zindagi mein bhi bahut kuch tha jo abhi readers ko nahi pata tha. Kuch cheezein jo waqt ke saath saamne aayengi, aur kuch jo shayad abhi usne khud bhi poori tarah samjhi nahi thi.
Lekin filhaal Arshad bas Arshad tha.
Ek copywriter, ek beta, ek purana dost aur ek aisa insaan jo duniya ko hasaane ke saath apni zindagi bhi apne tareeke se jeene ki koshish kar raha tha.
AZTARAAB jaari rahega... ❤️
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