Yeh wallet aur mobile matra nahi the. Uske liye yeh ek anjaan zindagi ke darwaaze ki chaabi ho sakta tha.
Nurse ne wallet aur mobile uske paas rakh diya.
Bhavik ne dheere se wallet khola..
Bhavik ke hath me aaye kuchh identity cards..
Aadhar card, Pan card, Driving licence, voter id, Dabit card aur Ak credit card.
Iske alawa ak college kaa admit card..
Usne har cheez ko dhyaan se dekha.
Woh jaldbazi mein kisi nateeje par nahi pahunchna chahta tha.
Usne ek-ek karke unhein nikaalna shuru kiya.
Har kagaz ko padhte hue woh apne dimaag mein jaankaari jodta ja raha tha.
“Achha… toh yeh Jay ki zindagi ka pehla suraag hai.”
Usne ek document ko palatkar dekha, phir doosre ko.
Uske chehre par gambhirta badhti ja rahi thi.
Ab tak woh sirf itna jaanta tha ki uska naam Jay bataya ja raha hai. Lekin in documents se use us naujawan ki asli pehchaan, uske pate aur uski zindagi se judi kuch zaroori baatein jaanne ki ummeed thi.
Bhavik ne ek baar nurse ki taraf dekha.
“Thank you, Sister. Main inhein dekh loon, phir aapko wapas kar doonga.”
Nurse ne sir hilaaya aur use aaraam se saamaan dekhne diya.
Bhavik phir documents ki taraf jhuk gaya.
Uske dimaag mein ab ek hi baat thi—
Jay Singh Rathore ki zindagi ka sach jaanana, kyunki jab tak woh Jay ko nahi samjhega, tab tak apne saath hui ghatna ko bhi nahi samajh paayega.
Bhavik ko sirf itna yaad aaya ki wo raat ko ak aaurat ki chudai karke laut rha tha..
Kyunki Bhavik ak Males escorts kaa kaam bhi karta tha..
Use dusro ki biwiyon aur Jawan aaurato ko chodne me maja aata tha..
Khaskar Cuckold husband ki wife yaa threesome couple..
...........
Nurse abhi bhi kamre mein maujood thi.
Bhavik apni beeti zindagi ke baare mein soch raha tha, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Jay ke saamaan par ja rahi thi. Wallet ke saath rakha mobile phone uske liye ab sabse zaroori cheez ban chuka tha.
Usne dheere se mobile uthaya..
Phone ka glass guard toota hua tha, lekin baaki mobile theek nazar aa raha tha. Bhavik ne power button dabaya.
Screen jal uthi!
Bhavik ki aankhein hairaani se khul gayin.
“Yeh toh chalu hai!”
Usne phone ko dhyaan se dekha. Screen par kuch daraarein thin, lekin display kaam kar raha tha.
Phir usne nurse ki taraf dekha.
Bhavik_“Sister, ek baat bataiye. Yeh mobile abhi tak charge kaise hai? Aur itne dino baad bhi chalu kaise hai? Iska toh sirf glass guard toota hai. Mobile zyada damage bhi nahi hua.”
Nurse ne uski baat suni aur saamanya andaaz mein jawaab diya.
Nurse_“Jay, jab aapka saamaan hospital mein jama kiya gaya tha, tab mobile chalu tha.
Aapko yahan laane ke baad humne aapka saamaan surakshit rakh diya tha.”
Bhavik ne phone ko palatkar dekha.
Nurse ne aage kaha—
Nurse_“Hospital ka staff is mobile ko regular charge karke rakhta hai. Humein laga tha ki aapke kisi relative ya jaanne wale ka phone aayega, toh hum unhein aapke accident ke baare mein bata sakenge. Isliye phone band nahi hone diya.”
Bhavik ne dheere se sir hilaaya.
Lekin nurse ki agli baat sunkar uska chehra badal gaya.
Nurse_“Lekin hairaani ki baat hai, Jay… itne din ho gaye. Ab tak ek bhi call nahi aaya.”
Kuch pal ke liye kamre mein khamoshi chha gayi.
Ek Call Bhi Nahi?
Bhavik ne nurse ki taraf dekha.
Bhavik_“Atharah din ho gaye hain?”
Nurse_“Ji. Aapko hosh aaye hue bhi kuch din ho gaye. Lekin ab tak kisi ne aapke baare mein poochhne ke liye phone nahi kiya.”
Bhavik ne mobile ki screen ki taraf dekha.
Uske dimaag mein kai sawaal ek saath uthne lage.
Bhavik man me_“Aakhir Jay ke saath kaun hai? Uske maa-baap? Bhai-behen? Dost? Koi toh hoga jo iski fikr karta hoga!”
Lekin usne apne chehre par hairaani zyada der tak nahi rehne di.
Woh samajhdaar tha. Use pata tha ki sirf ek baat ke aadhar par kisi ke rishte aur uski zindagi ke baare mein faisla nahi kiya ja sakta.
Ho sakta tha ki Jay ke gharwaalon ko abhi tak khabar hi na mili ho.
Ho sakta tha ki mobile mein kisi ka number na ho.
Ya phir koi aisi baat ho, jiske baare mein Bhavik abhi kuch nahi jaanta tha.
Usne nurse se poochha—
Bhavik_“Sister, jab mujhe yahan laaya gaya tha, toh kya security officer ko bhi soochna di gayi thi?”
Nurse_“Ji, accident ke maamle mein zaroori prakriya ki gayi thi. Aapke paas jo documents mile the, unke aadhar par aapki pehchaan darj ki gayi.”
Bhavik ne ek aur sawaal kiya.
“Bhavik_Aur mere kisi relative ka pata lagaane ki koshish nahi hui?”
Nurse ne kuch sochte hue kaha..
Nurse_“Jo prakriya zaroori thi, woh ki gayi. Lekin aapke saamaan mein jo jaankaari mili, uske alaawa humein kisi se sampark nahi ho paaya. Aapke mobile par bhi koi call nahi aaya.”
Bhavik chup ho gaya.
Bhavik Ki Pehli Jaanch
Usne mobile ko apne haath mein sambhaala.
Ab use samajh aa gaya tha ki Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein pata lagaane ka sabse aasaan raasta yahi phone tha.
Contacts mein uske apnon ke number ho sakte the. Messages se uske rishte samajh aa sakte the. Call history se pata chal sakta tha ki woh aakhri baar kisse baat kar raha tha.
Aur shayad uski zindagi ke us andhere hisse ka bhi koi suraag mil jaaye, jisne use sadak par is haalat mein pahunchaya tha.
Bhavik ne nurse se kaha—
Bhavik _“Sister, kya main kuch der apna mobile dekh sakta hoon?”
Nurse_“Bilkul, Jay. Bas aap zyada pareshaan mat hoiyega. Agar thakaan lage toh phone rakh dena.”
Nurse ne uski taraf ek nazar daali aur apna kaam karne lagi.
Bhavik ne phone unlock karne ki koshish ki.
Screen par lock tha.
Usne kuch pal socha.
“Agar Jay ne password rakha hoga, toh mujhe uski zindagi ki pehli deewar yahin milegi.”
Usne sambhavit password daalne ki jaldbazi nahi ki. Pehle usne screen par dikh rahe vikalpon ko dhyaan se dekha.
Phir uski nazar fingerprint unlock ke nishaan par padi.
Usne apna angutha sensor par rakha.
Ek pal guzra.
Phir screen khul gayi.
Bhavik kuch der tak mobile ko dekhta raha.
Jay ka phone khul chuka tha.
Ab uske saamne ek aisi duniya thi, jiske baare mein woh ab tak anjaan tha.
Usne contacts khole.
Naam ek-ek karke saamne aane lage.
Kuch numbers ke saath rishton ke naam the, kuch ke saath sirf naam likhe the.
Bhavik ne pehla number kholne ke liye ungli badhaayi, phir ruk gaya.
Usne khud se kaha—
Bhavik man mein_“Pehle mujhe samajhna hoga ki Jay kaun tha. Phir hi main jaan paaunga ki uski zindagi mein kaun apna tha aur kaun paraya.”
Uski nazar mobile ki screen par tiki rahi.
Athrah din se kisi ka phone nahi aaya tha.
Yeh baat apne aap mein ajeeb thi, lekin abhi iska matlab nikaalna jaldbaazi hoti.
Bhavik ke haath mein Jay ki zindagi ka sabse pehla darwaaza tha—aur ab woh use kholne ja raha tha.
............
Bhavik ne mobile unlock karne ke baad sabse pehle gallery kholi..
Uske saamne kai folders aur tasveerein aa gayin. Shuru mein woh bas yun hi tasveerein dekhta raha, lekin kuch hi palon mein uski nazar ek family photo par jaakar ruk gayi.
Tasveer mein ek khushhaal parivaar nazar aa raha tha.
Jay apne Papa aur Maa ke saath khada tha. Sabke chehron par muskaan thi. Tasveer dekhkar aisa lag raha tha jaise kabhi unke beech bahut pyaar raha hoga.
Bhavik ne tasveer ko bada karke dekha.
“Yeh Jay ke Papa hain… aur yeh uski Maa.”
Usne kuch aur tasveerein kholin. Kahin Jay apne Papa ke saath tha, toh kahin Maa ke saath. Kuch tasveerein purani thin, jinmein Jay ki zindagi ka ek khushhaal daur dikh raha tha.
Phir use kuch aisi tasveerein milin, jinmein Jay akela tha. Kuch mein woh doston ke saath tha, kuch mein kisi parivaarik samaroh mein. Kuchh me kuchh '. mahilaye dikh rahi thi, to kuchh ko dekh kar lag rha tha ki wo uske doston ki family ho sakti hai..
Bhavik ne phone ko apne paas rakha.
“Tasveeron mein toh yeh parivaar khush dikhta hai. Phir Jay ke saath aisa kya hua ki accident ke baad Atharah din tak kisi ne uski khabar tak nahi li?”
Usne gallery band nahi ki. Woh ek-ek folder dekhne laga, taaki Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein jitna sambhav ho sake, samajh sake.
Call Recording — Har Baat Ka Saboot
Gallery dekhne ke baad Bhavik ki nazar phone ke recording folder par padi.
Usne folder khola.
Andar kai audio files thin. Kuch par tareekh aur samay likha tha, aur kuch ke naam se pata chal raha tha ki woh phone calls ki recordings thin.
Bhavik hairaan reh gaya.
“Jay apni calls record karta tha?”
Bhavik recording sunna chahta tha, lakin open me nhi..iss liye usne samne bethi nurse se kuchh der ke liye uska earbuds manga..
Nurse ne bhi jyada socha nhi aur de diyaa..
Bhavik ne use connect kiya aur ek recording chalaayi.
Kuch pal baad phone se ek ladke ki awaaz sunaai di. Bhavik ne dhyaan se suna. Yeh Jay aur uske dost Riyadh ke beech hui baatcheet ka hissa tha.
Bhavik ne recording ko aage badhaaya aur poori baat sunne laga.
Jaise-jaise baatcheet aage badhi, uske chehre ka rang badalne laga.
Ghar se nikaale jaane ki baat.
Jay ke Papa ki sampatti par adhikaar ka daawa.
Mahendra ke aadmiyon ka zikr.
Aur woh blank cheque, jis par Jay se dastakhat karwaaye gaye the.
Bhavik ne recording rok di.
“Yeh toh bahut gambhir maamla hai…”
Usne doosri recording chalaayi. Phir teesri.
Kuch recordings mein Jay apne rishtedaaron se madad maang raha tha. Kuch mein woh apne Papa ke purane jaanne waalon se baat kar raha tha.
Har recording ke saath Bhavik ko samajh aane laga ki Jay accident se pehle kis haalat se guzar raha tha.
Woh sirf sadak par haadse ka shikaar hua naujawan nahi tha.
Woh apne hi logon ke beech akela chhod diya gaya tha.
Doston Ke Messages — Maafi, Lekin Saath Nahi
Bhavik ne ab messages khole.
Sabse pehle uski nazar Riyadh ke messages par padi..
Ek message mein likha tha:
“Bhai, mujhe maaf kar dena. Main dil se chahta tha ki tu mere paas rahe, lekin Ammi nahi maani. Tu samajhne ki koshish karna. Main tujhe akela nahi chhodna chahta tha.”
Bhavik ne message dobaara padha.
Phir usne Amarjeet ki chat kholi.
Wahan bhi maafi ke messages the.
“Jay, yaar, mujhe maaf kar de. Main tere liye kuch kar nahi paaya. Tu jaanta hai main teri madad karna chahta tha, lekin ghar mein bahut badi dikkat ho gayi. Please mujhe galat mat samajhna.”
Bhavik kuch der tak screen ko dekhta raha.
Usne samajh liya ki dono dost Jay ki madad karna chahte the, lekin apne gharwaalon ke darr ke aage khade nahi ho paaye.
Woh unhein turant doshi nahi thehra sakta tha. Lekin Jay ki jagah khud ko rakhkar usne socha ki us waqt un messages ko padhkar Jay ko kaisa laga hoga.
Jab kisi insaan ke paas ghar na ho, paisa na ho aur sharir zakhmon se bhara ho, tab ek dost ka saath uske liye bahut maayne rakhta hai.
Aur jab wahi dost majboori mein peeche hat jaaye, toh uski maafi bhi dard ko poori tarah kam nahi kar sakti.
Bhavik ne mobile ko kuch pal ke liye neeche rakh diya.
“Jay ki zindagi mein kitna kuch ek saath hua tha…”
............
[u]Rishtedaaron Ki Awaazein[/u]
Ab Bhavik ne un recordings ko dhoondhna shuru kiya, jo Jay ne accident wale din apne jaanne waalon aur rishtedaaron se baat karte waqt record ki thin.
Use kai recordings mil gayin.
Usne ek-ek karke sunna shuru kiya.
Shahnaz Begum ki awaaz sunaai di. Phir Nasreen Begum, Parveen Begum aur Yasmeen Begum ki.
Har baatcheet mein Jay ki bechaini saaf mehsoos hoti thi.
Woh madad maang raha tha. Kam se kam kuch samay ke liye rehne ki jagah chaah raha tha. Woh unhein apne Papa ke saath unke puraane rishte ki yaad dila raha tha.
Lekin jawaab mein use inkaar mila.
Kisi ne Mahendra se takraav ka darr bataaya.
Kisi ne kaha ki uske Papa ne jo madad ki thi, woh unka apna faisla tha.
Kisi ne khoon ka rishta na hone ki baat kahi.
Aur kisi ne use dobara phone na karne ke liye keh diya.
Bhavik ne recording rok di.
Uske chehre par gambhirta thi.
“Jab Jay ke Papa zinda the, tab in sabke beech itna achha rishta tha. Lekin aaj, jab Jay ko zaroorat padi, toh kisi ne uska saath nahi diya.”
Phir usne Jay ke Mama aur Mosi ki recordings sunin.
Unke jawaab bhi alag nahi the.
Har jagah se Jay ko niraasha mili thi.
Bhavik ko ab samajh aane laga tha ki accident wali raat Jay sirf zakhmi nahi tha. Woh maansik roop se bhi buri tarah toot chuka tha.
Aur Phir Mila Notepad
Bhavik ab tak phone mein maujood tasveeron, messages aur recordings ko dekhkar Jay ki zindagi ki ek tasveer bana chuka tha.
Lekin tabhi uski nazar ek application par padi.
Notepad.
Usne use khola.
Andar kai notes the. Kuch chhote, kuch lambe. Kuch mein tareekhein likhi thin, kuch mein naam, ghatnaayein aur zaroori baatein.
Bhavik ki aankhon mein dilchaspi badh gayi.
“Achha… toh Jay apni baatein likhkar bhi rakhta tha.”
Usne pehla note khola.
Usmein Jay ne apni zindagi se judi kuch baatein likhi thin—apne Papa ke baare mein, parivaar ke baare mein aur un ghatnaon ke baare mein, jo uske saath hui thin.
Doosre note mein kuch alag jaankaari thi.
Teesre mein kuch naam aur unse judi baatein.
Kuchh notes me password details thi, phone aur banking ki..
Bhavik har note ko dhyaan se padhne laga. Woh kisi bhi baat ko nazarandaaz nahi karna chahta tha.
Use samajh aa raha tha ki Jay ne yeh notes kyun likhe honge.
Jab insaan ke aas-paas ke log uski baat sunna band kar dete hain, tab kabhi-kabhi woh apni baatein kaagaz par ya phone mein likhne lagta hai—taaki kam se kam uske apne sach kahin toh surakshit rahen.
Bhavik ne ek aur note khola.
Phir ek aur.
Uski aankhein screen par jami rahin.
Kuch hi der mein uska chehra badalne laga. Ab woh sirf Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein utsuk nahi tha. Woh us zindagi ki gehraai ko mehsoos karne laga tha.
Uske saamne ek aise naujawan ki kahaani khul rahi thi, jisne apne Papa se pyaar aur bharose ke sanskaar seekhe the, lekin ab use apne hi rishtedaaron ke inkaar aur apne Tau ke dhokhe ka saamna karna pad raha tha.
Bhavik ne mobile ko mazbooti se pakad liya.
“Jay Singh Rathore… tumhare saath jo hua, uski poori kahaani mujhe jaanani hogi.”
Usne Notepad mein agla note kholne ke liye ungli badhaayi.
Use abhi andaaza nahi tha ki in notes mein aage kya likha hai.
Lekin ek baat tay thi—
Jay ka mobile ab sirf uski yaadon ka zariya nahi tha. Woh uski zindagi ka likha hua saboot tha, aur Bhavik ab us sach ko padhne wala tha jise duniya ne ab tak suna hi nahi tha.
...........
Bhavik ne Notepad mein agla note khola.
Uski aankhein screen par tiki hui thin. Har note ke saath use Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein kuch naya pata chal raha tha. Ab woh sirf ek anjaan naujawan ki kahaani nahi padh raha tha, balki us insaan ke dard ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha, jiske sharir mein ab woh zinda tha.
Sabse upar ek heading likhi thi—
“Meri Zindagi —Maa- Papa Ke Jaane Ke Baad.”
Bhavik ne note padhna shuru kiya.
“Papa ke jaane ke baad sab kuch badal gaya. Jin logon ko main apna samajhta tha, unka asli chehra dheere-dheere saamne aane laga. Papa hamesha kehte the ki parivaar mushkil samay mein ek-doosre ka saath deta hai. Maine bhi unki baat par bharosa kiya tha.
Lekin aaj jab mujhe apnon ki zaroorat hai, toh koi mere saath khada nahi hai.”
Bhavik kuch pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Usne note dobara padha.
“Kya Papa ko pata tha ki unke jaane ke baad mere saath aisa hoga?”
Bhavik ki aankhon mein gambhirta aa gayi.
“Jay… tumhare Papa ne tumhare liye kya-kya kiya hoga, aur tum aaj kis haalat mein ho.”
Usne agla note khola.
1. Tau Mahendra Aur Bungalow Ka Maamla
Is note mein Jay ne apne Tau Mahendra ke saath hue vivaad ki baatein likhi thin.
Bhavik ko ab recordings se kuch jaankaari mil chuki thi, lekin Notepad mein likhi baaton ne us ghatna ko aur spasht kar diya.
Jay ne likha tha ki Mahendra ne bungalow par apna adhikaar jataaya tha. Uska kehna tha ki Jay ke Papa ne kaanooni roop se property uske naam kar di thi.
Jab Jay ne sawaal kiye, toh baat badhti chali gayi.
Mahendra ne apne aadmiyon—Ranka, Surya, Prakash aur Hamza—ko Jay ko maarne ka aadesh diya tha.
Un logon ne Jay ko buri tarah peeta aur bungalow se baahar nikaal diya.
Bhavik ne note padhkar apne hoth bheench liye.
“Chaar logon ne milkar ek akele insaan ko itna maara…”
Usne mobile ko kuch pal ke liye neeche kar diya.
Woh khud bhi zindagi mein mushkilein dekh chuka tha, lekin Jay ke saath jo hua tha, usmein sirf parivaarik vivaad nahi, balki sharirik hinsa bhi shaamil thi.
Phir uski nazar note ki aakhri pankti par gayi.
“Tau ne mujhse ek blank cheque par dastakhat karwaaye the. Mujhe shak hai ki mere bank account mein jo paisa tha, woh bhi nikaal liya gaya. Lekin mere paas abhi iska saboot nahi hai.”
Bhavik ne turant apne dimaag mein yeh baat darj kar li.
“Yeh maamla sirf ghar ka nahi hai. Paisa aur property, dono ki jaanch karni hogi.”
Usne socha ki jab uski sehat behtar ho jaayegi, tab woh Jay ke bank documents aur doosre kaagazon ko dhyaan se dekhega.
Lekin abhi use poori kahaani jaanani thi.
..........
Papa Ki Dosti Aur Muh-Boli Bhuaayein
Agla note khula.
Ismein Jay ne apne Papa ke kuch puraane rishton ka zikr kiya tha.
Uske Papa ke liye khoon ka rishta hi sab kuch nahi tha. Woh dosti ko bhi parivaar ki tarah maante the.
Unke bahut kareebi dost Raza Ahmad Khan the. Raza ke saath unka rishta itna gehra tha ki dono ek-doosre ko bhai samajhte the.
Raza ki chaar behne—Shahnaz Begum, Nasreen Begum, Parveen Begum aur Yasmeen Begum—Jay ke Papa ko bhai jaisa maanti thin.
Jay bhi unhein muh-boli bhuaayein kehta tha.
Uske Papa ne mushkil samay mein Raza ke business mein laakhon rupaye lagaaye the. Unhone Raza ki behnon ki bhi zaroorat ke waqt aarthik madad ki thi.
Lekin jab Jay ne apni museebat ke samay unse madad maangi, toh use inkaar mila.
Bhavik ne note ke saath sambandhit call recording dobara chalaayi.
Ek ke baad ek awaazein earbuds mein goonjne lagin.
Har awaaz Jay ke liye ek band darwaaze ki tarah thi.
Bhavik ne recording band kar di.
“Rishte sirf achhe waqt mein saath rehne ka naam nahi hote,” usne dheere se kaha. “Lekin shayad har insaan apni zimmedari aur darr ke hisaab se faisla karta hai.”
Woh kisi ke faisle ko turant sahi ya galat kehne ke bajaay poori paristhiti samajhna chahta tha.
Phir bhi ek sawaal uske man mein baar-baar aa raha tha—
Jis Jay ke Papa ne doosron ke liye itna kuch kiya, us Jay ko aaj ek raat ki panaah kyun nahi mili?
.............................
Maa Ke Maayke Se Mila Jawaab
Agla note Jay ke naana-naani ke parivaar se juda tha.
Jay ki Maa ne apne parivaar ki marzi ke khilaaf uske Papa se shaadi ki thi. Us faisle ke baad uske maayke waalon ne unse doori bana li thi.
Lekin Jay ki Maa ne kabhi apne bete ke mann mein apne maayke waalon ke liye nafrat nahi bhari.
Woh hamesha sochti rahi ki ek din sab kuch theek ho jaayega. Shayad samay ke saath unke rishte dobara jud jaayenge.
Lekin Jay ke note mein likha tha ki jab usne apne Bade Mama, Chhote Mama, Badi Mosi aur Chhoti Mosi se madad maangi, toh sabne use mana kar diya.
Kisi ne uski Maa ke puraane faisle yaad dilaaye.
Kisi ne kaha ki use apne parivaar ke faislon ke nateeje khud bhugatne chahiye.
Kisi ne use dobara phone na karne ke liye kaha.
Bhavik ne mobile ki screen ko dekha.
“Tumhari Maa ne toh apne bete ko kabhi un logon ke khilaaf nahi kiya. Phir bhi tumhein unke darwaaze se khaali haath lautna pada.”
Usne gehri saans li.
Ab use samajh aa raha tha ki Jay ke liye sabse bada dard sirf property khona ya ghar se nikaala jaana nahi tha.
Uske liye sabse bada dard tha—apnon se madad ki ummeed rakhna aur baar-baar inkaar sunna.
..........................................
Riyadh Aur Amarjeet
Bhavik ne agla note khola.
Ismein Jay ne apne do doston ka zikr kiya tha—Riyadh aur Amarjeet.
Dono Jay ke kareebi dost the. Jay ko umeed thi ki kam se kam woh use kuch samay ke liye apne paas rakh lenge.
Lekin dono ke gharwaalon ne Mahendra ke darr se use apne ghar mein panaah dene se mana kar diya.
Bhavik ne unke messages dobara padhe.
Unke shabdon mein maafi thi. Unki majboori bhi nazar aati thi.
Lekin Jay ke liye nateeja ek hi tha.
Uske paas rehne ki koi jagah nahi thi.
Bhavik ne socha—
“Agar main us raat Jay ki jagah hota, toh kya karta? Mere paas bhi koi aisa nahi tha jo har mushkil mein mera saath deta. Lekin kam se kam main apni zindagi ka faisla khud kar sakta tha. Jay toh us waqt buri tarah zakhmi tha.”
Usne phone ko kuch pal tak dekha.
Phir agla note khola.
Jamil Chacha — Aakhri Umeed
Is note ki heading dekhte hi Bhavik ka dhyaan aur gehra ho gaya.
“Jamil Chacha Ka Pata.”
Jay ne likha tha ki Jamil Chacha uske Papa ke puraane aur bharosemand sevak the. Unke Papa ne unke naam par ek gaon mein das acre zameen karwaayi thi.
Woh gaon shehar se lagbhag 150 kilometre door tha.
Mahendra ko is zameen ke baare mein pata nahi tha. Jay ko umeed thi ki Jamil Chacha ke paas jaakar use kuch samay ke liye panaah mil sakti hai.
Jay us jagah par apne Papa ke saath ek-do baar picnic ke liye gaya tha. Use raasta poori tarah yaad nahi tha, aur uske paas Jamil Chacha ka phone number bhi nahi tha.
Phir bhi us raat usne wahin jaane ka faisla kiya tha.
Bhavik ne note dobara padha.
“Tum itni buri haalat mein bhi 150 kilometre chalne nikal pade the…”
Uske dimaag mein baarish wali sadak ka dhundhla-sa ehsaas ubharne laga.
Use apni aakhri yaad ke kuch tukde yaad aaye—raat, andhera, sadak par chalte rehna.
Lekin woh poori ghatna yaad nahi kar paaya.
Usne sir jhatka aur apna dhyaan wapas mobile par laga diya.
Jamil Chacha ka zikr uske liye bahut mahatvapoorna tha. Agar woh Jay ke bharosemand insaan the, toh unke paas pahunchkar Bhavik ko Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein aur jaankaari mil sakti thi.
Lekin ek aur baat thi.
Jay ne jis gaon ka zikr kiya tha, uska raasta use bhi abhi pata nahi tha.
Aakhri Note
Bhavik ne Notepad ke andar aur neeche scroll kiya.
Kai notes ke baad use ek aur note dikha, jis par koi khaas heading nahi thi.
Usne use khola.
Ismein Jay ne apne mann ki baatein likhi thi...
“Mujhe nahi pata ki aage kya hoga. Papa aur Maa ke jaane ke baad sab kuch badal gaya hai. Main bas itna chahta hoon ki ek baar sach saamne aa jaaye. Agar Tau ne galat kiya hai, toh uska sach sabke saamne aana chahiye.
Main kisi se bheekh nahi maangna chahta. Main sirf apna haq aur apne Papa ki sachchai jaanana chahta hoon.
Aaj agar koi mera saath nahi de raha, toh bhi mujhe koshish karni hogi.”
Bhavik ki ungli screen par ruk gayi.
Usne note ko dobara padha.
Phir phone ko apne seene ke paas rakh liya.
Kamre mein kuch der tak bilkul khamoshi rahi.
Bhavik ne apni aankhein band kar li.
Woh Jay ko jaanta nahi tha. Usne kabhi usse mulaakaat nahi ki thi. Lekin ab uske paas Jay ki awaazein, tasveerein, messages aur uske apne likhe hue shabd the.
Aur in sabne Bhavik ko ek baat samjha di thi—
Jay ki zindagi ka sach sirf uske saath hue accident mein nahi chhupa tha.
Uske saath hue dhokhe, uske rishton aur uske Papa ki chhodi hui viraasat mein bhi kuch aisa tha, jise samajhna zaroori tha.
Bhavik ne mobile dobara uthaya.
“Jay Singh Rathore,” usne dheere se kaha, “main abhi tumhari poori kahaani nahi jaanta.
.................
Ek Phone Call — Bhavik Ki Purani Zindagi Ka Sach
Bhavik man me_ Jay teri life ki to chudi padi thi, teri kahani pad ke to man kar rha hai, ki tere Tau aur ak ak rishtedar jaan pahachan se teri iss halat kaa badla lun..
Lakin dost meri pravrati in sab me pad ke life ko fuck off karne ki nhi hai..
Meri pravrati Sex enjoy karne ki hai..
Teri existing life ke chakkar me, mein prakrati kaa diya dusra moka kharab nhi kar sakta..
Mujhe khud ko theek karna hoga aur apne liye aage kaa rasta tay karna hoga..
Tabhi Bhavik ki ghanti baji ki uske khud ke kyaa haal hai, ye to pata karna banta hai..
Uske dimaag mein achanak ek naam aaya.
Ravi.
Uska room-mate aur dost.
Ravi ke saath woh sharing mein rehta tha. Dono ek-doosre ko kaafi samay se jaante the. Bhavik ko umeed thi ki Ravi use uski pichhli zindagi ke baare mein kuch zaroor bata sakega.
Lekin ek dikkat thi.
Woh ab apne asli sharir mein nahi tha.
Agar woh seedhe Ravi se kehta ki main Bhavik hoon, toh kya Ravi uski baat par bharosa karta?
Shayad nahi.
Isliye Bhavik ne faisla kiya ki woh pehle Jay Singh Rathore bankar baat karega.
Phone Call
Bhavik ne Jay ka mobile uthaya aur Ravi kaa number dial Kiya..
Bhavik ki ak khas baat thi ki use uske khas logon ke number yaad the..
Phone ki ghanti bajne lagi.
Ek baar.
Do baar.
Teesri ghanti par call uth gaya.
“Hello?”
Doosri taraf Ravi ki awaaz thi.
Bhavik kuch pal chup raha. Phir apni awaaz ko sambhaalte hue bola—
Bhavik_“Hello, Ravi ji? Mera naam Jay Singh Rathore hai. Mujhe aapse Bhavik ke baare mein kuch baat karni thi.”
Ravi kuch pal chup raha.
Ravi_“Bhavik? Kaun Bhavik? Tum kahan se bol rahe ho?”
Bhavik_“Main ek hospital se bol raha hoon. Bhavik mera khas dost the pichle kuchh mahino se. Uska call lag nhi rha hai, iss liye apko call Kiya”
Ravi ki awaaz achanak gambhir ho gayi.
Ravi_“Dekho bhai, agar tum Bhavik ke baare mein poochh rahe ho, toh mujhe tumse ek bahut buri baat kehni hai.”
Bhavik ka dil zor se dhadakne laga.
Bhavik_“Kya hua?”
Ravi ne gehri saans li.
Ravi_“Bhavik ab is duniya mein nahi raha.”
Bhavik ke haath thande pad gaye.
Ravi aage bolta raha—
Ravi_“Uska accident ho gaya tha. Mujhe jab khabar mili, tab tak bahut der ho chuki thi. Bhavik ki maut ho gayi.”
Kuch pal ke liye Bhavik kuch bol hi nahi paaya.
Usne apni aankhein band kar lin.
Bhavik_“Toh main sach mein mar chuka hoon…”
Uske man mein apni purani zindagi ki kai yaadein ubharne lagin. Sharing wala kamra, Ravi ke saath bitaaya samay, office se lautna aur rozmarra ki chhoti-chhoti baatein.
Woh sab ab uske liye ateet ban chuka tha.
Ravi ne poochha..
Ravi_“Hello? Jay ji, aap sun rahe ho?”
Bhavik ne khud ko sambhaala.
Bhavik _“Ji, sun raha hoon. Mujhe yeh sunkar bahut dukh hua, iss duniya mein, sirf meri gehri dosti usse hi thi”
Usne kuch pal rukkar kaha—
Bhavik_“Ravi ji, darasal Bhavik ke paas meri ek amaanat thi.”
Ravi turant satark ho gaya.
Ravi_“Kaisi amaanat?”
Bhavik _“Ek mobile phone. Woh mere liye bahut khaas hai. Bhavik ne use kuch samay ke liye apne paas rakha tha. Us mobile ke baare mein main aapko kuch details bata sakta hoon.”
Bhavik ne apne asli mobile ka vivaran diya—uska model, rang aur kuch aisi pehchaan, jisse Ravi samajh sake ki woh kis phone ki baat kar raha hai.
Doosri taraf kuch der khamoshi rahi.
Phir Ravi bola—
Ravi_“Ek minute. Tum keh rahe ho ki Bhavik ke paas tumhara mobile tha?”
Bhavik_“Ji.”
Ravi_“Lekin main tumhe jaanta tak nahi hoon. Main tumse pehle kabhi mila bhi nahi. Main tumhein kisi anjaan aadmi ko uska saamaan kaise de sakta hoon?”
Bhavik ne uski baat ko samjha.
Ravi ka shak karna laazmi tha. Uske paas koi aisa saboot nahi tha, jisse woh turant kisi anjaan vyakti par bharosa kar leta.
Bhavik ne shaant awaaz mein kaha—
Bhavik_“Ravi ji, main aapki baat samajhta hoon. Main yeh nahi keh raha ki aap bina jaanch kiye mujhe mobile de dein. Main bas chahta hoon ki woh mobile surakshit rahe.”
Ravi ne poochha, “Tum us mobile ko lekar itne pareshaan kyun ho?”
Bhavik kuch pal chup raha.
Woh apni asli pehchaan bata nahi sakta tha. Kam se kam abhi nahi.
Usne kaha—
Bhavik_“Us mobile mein meri aur Bhavik ke kuch raaz hain. Kuch aisi jaankaari, jo mere liye bahut maayne rakhti hai. Main aapse milkar poori baat samjhaana chahta hoon. wo jis kaam se aksar bahar rehta tha, me us kaam me uska sathi tha."
Ravi ki awaaz ab pehle se kuch shaant thi.
Ravi Ka Jawaab
Ravi ne dheere se kaha—
Ravi_“Jay, tum ek baat sun lo. Bhavik ki family ko uske marne se waise bhi koi khaas farak nahi pada. Uski zindagi mein un logon ka dakhal bahut kam tha. Aur uske jaane ke baad bhi mujhe nahi lagta ki unhein uske saamaan ki utni parwaah hogi.”
Bhavik ne yeh sunkar aankhein jhuka li.
Woh jaanta tha ki uske parivaar ke saath uske rishte achhe nahi the. Lekin kisi doosre ki zubaani yeh sunna ki uske jaane se shayad kisi ko zyada farak nahi pada, dil ke kisi kone mein chubhan paida kar raha tha.
Ravi ne aage kaha—
Ravi_“Lekin main tumhein bina mile uska mobile nahi de sakta. Tum mere kamre par aa jao. Hum aamne-saamne baithkar baat karenge. Agar tumhari baat mein sachchai hui, toh aage ka faisla kar lenge.”
Bhavik ne turant jawaab diya—
Bhavik_“Theek hai, Chhote.”
Ravi ye sun kar chauk gyaa, kyuki Bhavik hi eklota banda tha jo use Chhote bulata tha..
Ravi_ "Tum mujhe chhote bol rhe ho, ye to!"
Bhavik_ Ye to tumhen bas Bhavik bulata tha.. tension mat lo, ye tumhen vishwas dilane ke liye hai, ki Bhavik jitna tumara khas tha, utna mera bhi"
" Mera to guru tha wo, bade bhai ke saman"
Ravi_“Achha. Aane se pehle mujhe phone kar dena.”
Bhavik _“Ji, zaroor.”
Call kat gaya.
..............
Bhavik Ke Man Mein Uthte Sawaal
Bhavik ne mobile apne paas rakh diya.
Uska dimaag ab pehle se behtar aur suljha hua tha..
Ravi ne saaf keh diya tha ki Bhavik mar chuka hai. Iska matlab tha ki duniya ki nazar mein uski purani zindagi khatam ho chuki thi.
Lekin uska khas mobile abhi bhi Ravi ke paas tha.
Us mobile mein uski personal jaankaari, uski tasveerein, uske messages aur uski zindagi se jude kai raaz chhupe the..
Bhavik ke liye woh mobile sirf ek device nahi tha. wo uske male escorts se jude kaam kaa ak storage aur identity tha..
Usne khidki se baahar dekha.
“Mujhe Ravi se milna hoga. Lekin main use apni asli pehchaan kaise samjhaunga? Agar main keh doon ki main Bhavik hoon, toh woh mujhe paagal samjhega. Aur agar main Jay bankar uske paas gaya, toh mujhe apne hi ateet ke baare mein usse sawaal poochhne honge.”
Bhavik ne gehri saans li.
Ab use samajh aa raha tha ki yeh raasta aasaan nahi hoga.
Ek taraf Jay ki zindagi thi, jise use sambhaalna tha.
Doosri taraf Bhavik ki zindagi thi, jiska sach ab uske haath se phisalta ja raha tha.
Lekin Ravi se milna uske liye zaroori tha.
Kyunki Bhavik ak lustful man tha, wo 3 din se jyada bina sambhog ke nhi reh sakta tha..
Hafte me 2 din wo sambhog ke mood me hi rahta tha, yaa to kisi raand ke bistar me yaa kisi client ke bistar me..
Bhavik kaa lund normal size kaa tha 6 inch aur theek thak mota, lakin fir bhi wo pichle 12 mahine me 6 hi client bana paya tha..
Use aksar client denied kar dete the, kyuki unhe aur lamba aur mota lund chahiye hota tha..
Bhavik ak sikari thaa..
Bhavik per kaamvasna humesha haavi rahti thi..
Uski biwi bhi use isi baat per chhod kar chali gayi thi, Kyun Bhavik ko hafte me 2 baar kam se kam chudai karni hoti thi..
Lakin uski biwi bilkul negative thi sambhog me, uske andar koi kaamvasna hi nhi thi..
Yaa yu kahi Bhavik ke mukable 2% hi thi..
Jese hi Bhavik ko sambhog kaa vichar aaya, wo saare Fuck off bhul kar sidhe bathroom me gyaa..
Ab yaha se me Bhavik apne tarike se iss story aur apni life ko likhunga..
Me Bhavik, ye soch kar bathroom me gyaa ki kahi iss Jay ke sharir kaa Lund mere Lund se Chhota naa ho, warna meri kaa fuck off ho jayega..
...................................
Me bathroom me gyaa, aur sidhe mobile me ak website dali aur cuckold ki kuchh porn nikali, usme se ak video ko play kiya..
Kuch hi der me lund me tarang chalne lagi..
Mene lund bahar nikala to wo aadha khada tha, jese jese video aage bad rha tha..
Aur mene man me tarang chal rahi thi, wese wese lund lamba aur mota ho rha tha..
Jese hi lund apne charam per pahucha, meri aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi..
Iss sharir ke lund kaa size 9.5 inch lamba aur lagbhag 6 inch mota tha..
Mene aasman ki aur dekha aur god ko thankyou kiya..
Kyuki mujhe unse humesha yahi sikayat thi ki mujhe itni kaamvasna aur kaam ikchaa dene ke baad bhi god ne tagda aur mota lund nhi diya tha..
Lakin Aaj wo ikchaa jay ke sharir me aakar puri ho gayi..
Mene toilet se bahar aakar bathroom me lage bade sishe me kudh ko dekhne laga..
Ye sharir ak dam jawan tha..sharir kisi athelatic ki tarah tha...
Aankhen aakarshak face cut ak dam hero ki tarah..
Bhavik man me_ Mera sharir to thak chuka tha god, mujhe to chasma lag chuka tha, meri body me fat bad chuka tha, lund ko lambe samay khada rakhne ke liye vigra lena padta tha..
Jawan ladkiyon ne bhaav dena band kar diya tha..
Aur ye sharir dekh kar lag rha tha ki isme to Bandi aur bandi ki maa dono pat jayegi..
Aur sabse khas baat iss sharir kaa tagda aur jabarjast lund..
Meri aankhon me chamak thi aur ak behtar aur naye jivan ki ummeed..
Ak chudkkad jivan ki ummeed..
Nurse ne wallet aur mobile uske paas rakh diya.
Bhavik ne dheere se wallet khola..
Bhavik ke hath me aaye kuchh identity cards..
Aadhar card, Pan card, Driving licence, voter id, Dabit card aur Ak credit card.
Iske alawa ak college kaa admit card..
Usne har cheez ko dhyaan se dekha.
Woh jaldbazi mein kisi nateeje par nahi pahunchna chahta tha.
Usne ek-ek karke unhein nikaalna shuru kiya.
Har kagaz ko padhte hue woh apne dimaag mein jaankaari jodta ja raha tha.
“Achha… toh yeh Jay ki zindagi ka pehla suraag hai.”
Usne ek document ko palatkar dekha, phir doosre ko.
Uske chehre par gambhirta badhti ja rahi thi.
Ab tak woh sirf itna jaanta tha ki uska naam Jay bataya ja raha hai. Lekin in documents se use us naujawan ki asli pehchaan, uske pate aur uski zindagi se judi kuch zaroori baatein jaanne ki ummeed thi.
Bhavik ne ek baar nurse ki taraf dekha.
“Thank you, Sister. Main inhein dekh loon, phir aapko wapas kar doonga.”
Nurse ne sir hilaaya aur use aaraam se saamaan dekhne diya.
Bhavik phir documents ki taraf jhuk gaya.
Uske dimaag mein ab ek hi baat thi—
Jay Singh Rathore ki zindagi ka sach jaanana, kyunki jab tak woh Jay ko nahi samjhega, tab tak apne saath hui ghatna ko bhi nahi samajh paayega.
Bhavik ko sirf itna yaad aaya ki wo raat ko ak aaurat ki chudai karke laut rha tha..
Kyunki Bhavik ak Males escorts kaa kaam bhi karta tha..
Use dusro ki biwiyon aur Jawan aaurato ko chodne me maja aata tha..
Khaskar Cuckold husband ki wife yaa threesome couple..
...........
Nurse abhi bhi kamre mein maujood thi.
Bhavik apni beeti zindagi ke baare mein soch raha tha, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Jay ke saamaan par ja rahi thi. Wallet ke saath rakha mobile phone uske liye ab sabse zaroori cheez ban chuka tha.
Usne dheere se mobile uthaya..
Phone ka glass guard toota hua tha, lekin baaki mobile theek nazar aa raha tha. Bhavik ne power button dabaya.
Screen jal uthi!
Bhavik ki aankhein hairaani se khul gayin.
“Yeh toh chalu hai!”
Usne phone ko dhyaan se dekha. Screen par kuch daraarein thin, lekin display kaam kar raha tha.
Phir usne nurse ki taraf dekha.
Bhavik_“Sister, ek baat bataiye. Yeh mobile abhi tak charge kaise hai? Aur itne dino baad bhi chalu kaise hai? Iska toh sirf glass guard toota hai. Mobile zyada damage bhi nahi hua.”
Nurse ne uski baat suni aur saamanya andaaz mein jawaab diya.
Nurse_“Jay, jab aapka saamaan hospital mein jama kiya gaya tha, tab mobile chalu tha.
Aapko yahan laane ke baad humne aapka saamaan surakshit rakh diya tha.”
Bhavik ne phone ko palatkar dekha.
Nurse ne aage kaha—
Nurse_“Hospital ka staff is mobile ko regular charge karke rakhta hai. Humein laga tha ki aapke kisi relative ya jaanne wale ka phone aayega, toh hum unhein aapke accident ke baare mein bata sakenge. Isliye phone band nahi hone diya.”
Bhavik ne dheere se sir hilaaya.
Lekin nurse ki agli baat sunkar uska chehra badal gaya.
Nurse_“Lekin hairaani ki baat hai, Jay… itne din ho gaye. Ab tak ek bhi call nahi aaya.”
Kuch pal ke liye kamre mein khamoshi chha gayi.
Ek Call Bhi Nahi?
Bhavik ne nurse ki taraf dekha.
Bhavik_“Atharah din ho gaye hain?”
Nurse_“Ji. Aapko hosh aaye hue bhi kuch din ho gaye. Lekin ab tak kisi ne aapke baare mein poochhne ke liye phone nahi kiya.”
Bhavik ne mobile ki screen ki taraf dekha.
Uske dimaag mein kai sawaal ek saath uthne lage.
Bhavik man me_“Aakhir Jay ke saath kaun hai? Uske maa-baap? Bhai-behen? Dost? Koi toh hoga jo iski fikr karta hoga!”
Lekin usne apne chehre par hairaani zyada der tak nahi rehne di.
Woh samajhdaar tha. Use pata tha ki sirf ek baat ke aadhar par kisi ke rishte aur uski zindagi ke baare mein faisla nahi kiya ja sakta.
Ho sakta tha ki Jay ke gharwaalon ko abhi tak khabar hi na mili ho.
Ho sakta tha ki mobile mein kisi ka number na ho.
Ya phir koi aisi baat ho, jiske baare mein Bhavik abhi kuch nahi jaanta tha.
Usne nurse se poochha—
Bhavik_“Sister, jab mujhe yahan laaya gaya tha, toh kya security officer ko bhi soochna di gayi thi?”
Nurse_“Ji, accident ke maamle mein zaroori prakriya ki gayi thi. Aapke paas jo documents mile the, unke aadhar par aapki pehchaan darj ki gayi.”
Bhavik ne ek aur sawaal kiya.
“Bhavik_Aur mere kisi relative ka pata lagaane ki koshish nahi hui?”
Nurse ne kuch sochte hue kaha..
Nurse_“Jo prakriya zaroori thi, woh ki gayi. Lekin aapke saamaan mein jo jaankaari mili, uske alaawa humein kisi se sampark nahi ho paaya. Aapke mobile par bhi koi call nahi aaya.”
Bhavik chup ho gaya.
Bhavik Ki Pehli Jaanch
Usne mobile ko apne haath mein sambhaala.
Ab use samajh aa gaya tha ki Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein pata lagaane ka sabse aasaan raasta yahi phone tha.
Contacts mein uske apnon ke number ho sakte the. Messages se uske rishte samajh aa sakte the. Call history se pata chal sakta tha ki woh aakhri baar kisse baat kar raha tha.
Aur shayad uski zindagi ke us andhere hisse ka bhi koi suraag mil jaaye, jisne use sadak par is haalat mein pahunchaya tha.
Bhavik ne nurse se kaha—
Bhavik _“Sister, kya main kuch der apna mobile dekh sakta hoon?”
Nurse_“Bilkul, Jay. Bas aap zyada pareshaan mat hoiyega. Agar thakaan lage toh phone rakh dena.”
Nurse ne uski taraf ek nazar daali aur apna kaam karne lagi.
Bhavik ne phone unlock karne ki koshish ki.
Screen par lock tha.
Usne kuch pal socha.
“Agar Jay ne password rakha hoga, toh mujhe uski zindagi ki pehli deewar yahin milegi.”
Usne sambhavit password daalne ki jaldbazi nahi ki. Pehle usne screen par dikh rahe vikalpon ko dhyaan se dekha.
Phir uski nazar fingerprint unlock ke nishaan par padi.
Usne apna angutha sensor par rakha.
Ek pal guzra.
Phir screen khul gayi.
Bhavik kuch der tak mobile ko dekhta raha.
Jay ka phone khul chuka tha.
Ab uske saamne ek aisi duniya thi, jiske baare mein woh ab tak anjaan tha.
Usne contacts khole.
Naam ek-ek karke saamne aane lage.
Kuch numbers ke saath rishton ke naam the, kuch ke saath sirf naam likhe the.
Bhavik ne pehla number kholne ke liye ungli badhaayi, phir ruk gaya.
Usne khud se kaha—
Bhavik man mein_“Pehle mujhe samajhna hoga ki Jay kaun tha. Phir hi main jaan paaunga ki uski zindagi mein kaun apna tha aur kaun paraya.”
Uski nazar mobile ki screen par tiki rahi.
Athrah din se kisi ka phone nahi aaya tha.
Yeh baat apne aap mein ajeeb thi, lekin abhi iska matlab nikaalna jaldbaazi hoti.
Bhavik ke haath mein Jay ki zindagi ka sabse pehla darwaaza tha—aur ab woh use kholne ja raha tha.
............
Bhavik ne mobile unlock karne ke baad sabse pehle gallery kholi..
Uske saamne kai folders aur tasveerein aa gayin. Shuru mein woh bas yun hi tasveerein dekhta raha, lekin kuch hi palon mein uski nazar ek family photo par jaakar ruk gayi.
Tasveer mein ek khushhaal parivaar nazar aa raha tha.
Jay apne Papa aur Maa ke saath khada tha. Sabke chehron par muskaan thi. Tasveer dekhkar aisa lag raha tha jaise kabhi unke beech bahut pyaar raha hoga.
Bhavik ne tasveer ko bada karke dekha.
“Yeh Jay ke Papa hain… aur yeh uski Maa.”
Usne kuch aur tasveerein kholin. Kahin Jay apne Papa ke saath tha, toh kahin Maa ke saath. Kuch tasveerein purani thin, jinmein Jay ki zindagi ka ek khushhaal daur dikh raha tha.
Phir use kuch aisi tasveerein milin, jinmein Jay akela tha. Kuch mein woh doston ke saath tha, kuch mein kisi parivaarik samaroh mein. Kuchh me kuchh '. mahilaye dikh rahi thi, to kuchh ko dekh kar lag rha tha ki wo uske doston ki family ho sakti hai..
Bhavik ne phone ko apne paas rakha.
“Tasveeron mein toh yeh parivaar khush dikhta hai. Phir Jay ke saath aisa kya hua ki accident ke baad Atharah din tak kisi ne uski khabar tak nahi li?”
Usne gallery band nahi ki. Woh ek-ek folder dekhne laga, taaki Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein jitna sambhav ho sake, samajh sake.
Call Recording — Har Baat Ka Saboot
Gallery dekhne ke baad Bhavik ki nazar phone ke recording folder par padi.
Usne folder khola.
Andar kai audio files thin. Kuch par tareekh aur samay likha tha, aur kuch ke naam se pata chal raha tha ki woh phone calls ki recordings thin.
Bhavik hairaan reh gaya.
“Jay apni calls record karta tha?”
Bhavik recording sunna chahta tha, lakin open me nhi..iss liye usne samne bethi nurse se kuchh der ke liye uska earbuds manga..
Nurse ne bhi jyada socha nhi aur de diyaa..
Bhavik ne use connect kiya aur ek recording chalaayi.
Kuch pal baad phone se ek ladke ki awaaz sunaai di. Bhavik ne dhyaan se suna. Yeh Jay aur uske dost Riyadh ke beech hui baatcheet ka hissa tha.
Bhavik ne recording ko aage badhaaya aur poori baat sunne laga.
Jaise-jaise baatcheet aage badhi, uske chehre ka rang badalne laga.
Ghar se nikaale jaane ki baat.
Jay ke Papa ki sampatti par adhikaar ka daawa.
Mahendra ke aadmiyon ka zikr.
Aur woh blank cheque, jis par Jay se dastakhat karwaaye gaye the.
Bhavik ne recording rok di.
“Yeh toh bahut gambhir maamla hai…”
Usne doosri recording chalaayi. Phir teesri.
Kuch recordings mein Jay apne rishtedaaron se madad maang raha tha. Kuch mein woh apne Papa ke purane jaanne waalon se baat kar raha tha.
Har recording ke saath Bhavik ko samajh aane laga ki Jay accident se pehle kis haalat se guzar raha tha.
Woh sirf sadak par haadse ka shikaar hua naujawan nahi tha.
Woh apne hi logon ke beech akela chhod diya gaya tha.
Doston Ke Messages — Maafi, Lekin Saath Nahi
Bhavik ne ab messages khole.
Sabse pehle uski nazar Riyadh ke messages par padi..
Ek message mein likha tha:
“Bhai, mujhe maaf kar dena. Main dil se chahta tha ki tu mere paas rahe, lekin Ammi nahi maani. Tu samajhne ki koshish karna. Main tujhe akela nahi chhodna chahta tha.”
Bhavik ne message dobaara padha.
Phir usne Amarjeet ki chat kholi.
Wahan bhi maafi ke messages the.
“Jay, yaar, mujhe maaf kar de. Main tere liye kuch kar nahi paaya. Tu jaanta hai main teri madad karna chahta tha, lekin ghar mein bahut badi dikkat ho gayi. Please mujhe galat mat samajhna.”
Bhavik kuch der tak screen ko dekhta raha.
Usne samajh liya ki dono dost Jay ki madad karna chahte the, lekin apne gharwaalon ke darr ke aage khade nahi ho paaye.
Woh unhein turant doshi nahi thehra sakta tha. Lekin Jay ki jagah khud ko rakhkar usne socha ki us waqt un messages ko padhkar Jay ko kaisa laga hoga.
Jab kisi insaan ke paas ghar na ho, paisa na ho aur sharir zakhmon se bhara ho, tab ek dost ka saath uske liye bahut maayne rakhta hai.
Aur jab wahi dost majboori mein peeche hat jaaye, toh uski maafi bhi dard ko poori tarah kam nahi kar sakti.
Bhavik ne mobile ko kuch pal ke liye neeche rakh diya.
“Jay ki zindagi mein kitna kuch ek saath hua tha…”
............
[u]Rishtedaaron Ki Awaazein[/u]
Ab Bhavik ne un recordings ko dhoondhna shuru kiya, jo Jay ne accident wale din apne jaanne waalon aur rishtedaaron se baat karte waqt record ki thin.
Use kai recordings mil gayin.
Usne ek-ek karke sunna shuru kiya.
Shahnaz Begum ki awaaz sunaai di. Phir Nasreen Begum, Parveen Begum aur Yasmeen Begum ki.
Har baatcheet mein Jay ki bechaini saaf mehsoos hoti thi.
Woh madad maang raha tha. Kam se kam kuch samay ke liye rehne ki jagah chaah raha tha. Woh unhein apne Papa ke saath unke puraane rishte ki yaad dila raha tha.
Lekin jawaab mein use inkaar mila.
Kisi ne Mahendra se takraav ka darr bataaya.
Kisi ne kaha ki uske Papa ne jo madad ki thi, woh unka apna faisla tha.
Kisi ne khoon ka rishta na hone ki baat kahi.
Aur kisi ne use dobara phone na karne ke liye keh diya.
Bhavik ne recording rok di.
Uske chehre par gambhirta thi.
“Jab Jay ke Papa zinda the, tab in sabke beech itna achha rishta tha. Lekin aaj, jab Jay ko zaroorat padi, toh kisi ne uska saath nahi diya.”
Phir usne Jay ke Mama aur Mosi ki recordings sunin.
Unke jawaab bhi alag nahi the.
Har jagah se Jay ko niraasha mili thi.
Bhavik ko ab samajh aane laga tha ki accident wali raat Jay sirf zakhmi nahi tha. Woh maansik roop se bhi buri tarah toot chuka tha.
Aur Phir Mila Notepad
Bhavik ab tak phone mein maujood tasveeron, messages aur recordings ko dekhkar Jay ki zindagi ki ek tasveer bana chuka tha.
Lekin tabhi uski nazar ek application par padi.
Notepad.
Usne use khola.
Andar kai notes the. Kuch chhote, kuch lambe. Kuch mein tareekhein likhi thin, kuch mein naam, ghatnaayein aur zaroori baatein.
Bhavik ki aankhon mein dilchaspi badh gayi.
“Achha… toh Jay apni baatein likhkar bhi rakhta tha.”
Usne pehla note khola.
Usmein Jay ne apni zindagi se judi kuch baatein likhi thin—apne Papa ke baare mein, parivaar ke baare mein aur un ghatnaon ke baare mein, jo uske saath hui thin.
Doosre note mein kuch alag jaankaari thi.
Teesre mein kuch naam aur unse judi baatein.
Kuchh notes me password details thi, phone aur banking ki..
Bhavik har note ko dhyaan se padhne laga. Woh kisi bhi baat ko nazarandaaz nahi karna chahta tha.
Use samajh aa raha tha ki Jay ne yeh notes kyun likhe honge.
Jab insaan ke aas-paas ke log uski baat sunna band kar dete hain, tab kabhi-kabhi woh apni baatein kaagaz par ya phone mein likhne lagta hai—taaki kam se kam uske apne sach kahin toh surakshit rahen.
Bhavik ne ek aur note khola.
Phir ek aur.
Uski aankhein screen par jami rahin.
Kuch hi der mein uska chehra badalne laga. Ab woh sirf Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein utsuk nahi tha. Woh us zindagi ki gehraai ko mehsoos karne laga tha.
Uske saamne ek aise naujawan ki kahaani khul rahi thi, jisne apne Papa se pyaar aur bharose ke sanskaar seekhe the, lekin ab use apne hi rishtedaaron ke inkaar aur apne Tau ke dhokhe ka saamna karna pad raha tha.
Bhavik ne mobile ko mazbooti se pakad liya.
“Jay Singh Rathore… tumhare saath jo hua, uski poori kahaani mujhe jaanani hogi.”
Usne Notepad mein agla note kholne ke liye ungli badhaayi.
Use abhi andaaza nahi tha ki in notes mein aage kya likha hai.
Lekin ek baat tay thi—
Jay ka mobile ab sirf uski yaadon ka zariya nahi tha. Woh uski zindagi ka likha hua saboot tha, aur Bhavik ab us sach ko padhne wala tha jise duniya ne ab tak suna hi nahi tha.
...........
Bhavik ne Notepad mein agla note khola.
Uski aankhein screen par tiki hui thin. Har note ke saath use Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein kuch naya pata chal raha tha. Ab woh sirf ek anjaan naujawan ki kahaani nahi padh raha tha, balki us insaan ke dard ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha, jiske sharir mein ab woh zinda tha.
Sabse upar ek heading likhi thi—
“Meri Zindagi —Maa- Papa Ke Jaane Ke Baad.”
Bhavik ne note padhna shuru kiya.
“Papa ke jaane ke baad sab kuch badal gaya. Jin logon ko main apna samajhta tha, unka asli chehra dheere-dheere saamne aane laga. Papa hamesha kehte the ki parivaar mushkil samay mein ek-doosre ka saath deta hai. Maine bhi unki baat par bharosa kiya tha.
Lekin aaj jab mujhe apnon ki zaroorat hai, toh koi mere saath khada nahi hai.”
Bhavik kuch pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Usne note dobara padha.
“Kya Papa ko pata tha ki unke jaane ke baad mere saath aisa hoga?”
Bhavik ki aankhon mein gambhirta aa gayi.
“Jay… tumhare Papa ne tumhare liye kya-kya kiya hoga, aur tum aaj kis haalat mein ho.”
Usne agla note khola.
1. Tau Mahendra Aur Bungalow Ka Maamla
Is note mein Jay ne apne Tau Mahendra ke saath hue vivaad ki baatein likhi thin.
Bhavik ko ab recordings se kuch jaankaari mil chuki thi, lekin Notepad mein likhi baaton ne us ghatna ko aur spasht kar diya.
Jay ne likha tha ki Mahendra ne bungalow par apna adhikaar jataaya tha. Uska kehna tha ki Jay ke Papa ne kaanooni roop se property uske naam kar di thi.
Jab Jay ne sawaal kiye, toh baat badhti chali gayi.
Mahendra ne apne aadmiyon—Ranka, Surya, Prakash aur Hamza—ko Jay ko maarne ka aadesh diya tha.
Un logon ne Jay ko buri tarah peeta aur bungalow se baahar nikaal diya.
Bhavik ne note padhkar apne hoth bheench liye.
“Chaar logon ne milkar ek akele insaan ko itna maara…”
Usne mobile ko kuch pal ke liye neeche kar diya.
Woh khud bhi zindagi mein mushkilein dekh chuka tha, lekin Jay ke saath jo hua tha, usmein sirf parivaarik vivaad nahi, balki sharirik hinsa bhi shaamil thi.
Phir uski nazar note ki aakhri pankti par gayi.
“Tau ne mujhse ek blank cheque par dastakhat karwaaye the. Mujhe shak hai ki mere bank account mein jo paisa tha, woh bhi nikaal liya gaya. Lekin mere paas abhi iska saboot nahi hai.”
Bhavik ne turant apne dimaag mein yeh baat darj kar li.
“Yeh maamla sirf ghar ka nahi hai. Paisa aur property, dono ki jaanch karni hogi.”
Usne socha ki jab uski sehat behtar ho jaayegi, tab woh Jay ke bank documents aur doosre kaagazon ko dhyaan se dekhega.
Lekin abhi use poori kahaani jaanani thi.
..........
Papa Ki Dosti Aur Muh-Boli Bhuaayein
Agla note khula.
Ismein Jay ne apne Papa ke kuch puraane rishton ka zikr kiya tha.
Uske Papa ke liye khoon ka rishta hi sab kuch nahi tha. Woh dosti ko bhi parivaar ki tarah maante the.
Unke bahut kareebi dost Raza Ahmad Khan the. Raza ke saath unka rishta itna gehra tha ki dono ek-doosre ko bhai samajhte the.
Raza ki chaar behne—Shahnaz Begum, Nasreen Begum, Parveen Begum aur Yasmeen Begum—Jay ke Papa ko bhai jaisa maanti thin.
Jay bhi unhein muh-boli bhuaayein kehta tha.
Uske Papa ne mushkil samay mein Raza ke business mein laakhon rupaye lagaaye the. Unhone Raza ki behnon ki bhi zaroorat ke waqt aarthik madad ki thi.
Lekin jab Jay ne apni museebat ke samay unse madad maangi, toh use inkaar mila.
Bhavik ne note ke saath sambandhit call recording dobara chalaayi.
Ek ke baad ek awaazein earbuds mein goonjne lagin.
Har awaaz Jay ke liye ek band darwaaze ki tarah thi.
Bhavik ne recording band kar di.
“Rishte sirf achhe waqt mein saath rehne ka naam nahi hote,” usne dheere se kaha. “Lekin shayad har insaan apni zimmedari aur darr ke hisaab se faisla karta hai.”
Woh kisi ke faisle ko turant sahi ya galat kehne ke bajaay poori paristhiti samajhna chahta tha.
Phir bhi ek sawaal uske man mein baar-baar aa raha tha—
Jis Jay ke Papa ne doosron ke liye itna kuch kiya, us Jay ko aaj ek raat ki panaah kyun nahi mili?
.............................
Maa Ke Maayke Se Mila Jawaab
Agla note Jay ke naana-naani ke parivaar se juda tha.
Jay ki Maa ne apne parivaar ki marzi ke khilaaf uske Papa se shaadi ki thi. Us faisle ke baad uske maayke waalon ne unse doori bana li thi.
Lekin Jay ki Maa ne kabhi apne bete ke mann mein apne maayke waalon ke liye nafrat nahi bhari.
Woh hamesha sochti rahi ki ek din sab kuch theek ho jaayega. Shayad samay ke saath unke rishte dobara jud jaayenge.
Lekin Jay ke note mein likha tha ki jab usne apne Bade Mama, Chhote Mama, Badi Mosi aur Chhoti Mosi se madad maangi, toh sabne use mana kar diya.
Kisi ne uski Maa ke puraane faisle yaad dilaaye.
Kisi ne kaha ki use apne parivaar ke faislon ke nateeje khud bhugatne chahiye.
Kisi ne use dobara phone na karne ke liye kaha.
Bhavik ne mobile ki screen ko dekha.
“Tumhari Maa ne toh apne bete ko kabhi un logon ke khilaaf nahi kiya. Phir bhi tumhein unke darwaaze se khaali haath lautna pada.”
Usne gehri saans li.
Ab use samajh aa raha tha ki Jay ke liye sabse bada dard sirf property khona ya ghar se nikaala jaana nahi tha.
Uske liye sabse bada dard tha—apnon se madad ki ummeed rakhna aur baar-baar inkaar sunna.
..........................................
Riyadh Aur Amarjeet
Bhavik ne agla note khola.
Ismein Jay ne apne do doston ka zikr kiya tha—Riyadh aur Amarjeet.
Dono Jay ke kareebi dost the. Jay ko umeed thi ki kam se kam woh use kuch samay ke liye apne paas rakh lenge.
Lekin dono ke gharwaalon ne Mahendra ke darr se use apne ghar mein panaah dene se mana kar diya.
Bhavik ne unke messages dobara padhe.
Unke shabdon mein maafi thi. Unki majboori bhi nazar aati thi.
Lekin Jay ke liye nateeja ek hi tha.
Uske paas rehne ki koi jagah nahi thi.
Bhavik ne socha—
“Agar main us raat Jay ki jagah hota, toh kya karta? Mere paas bhi koi aisa nahi tha jo har mushkil mein mera saath deta. Lekin kam se kam main apni zindagi ka faisla khud kar sakta tha. Jay toh us waqt buri tarah zakhmi tha.”
Usne phone ko kuch pal tak dekha.
Phir agla note khola.
Jamil Chacha — Aakhri Umeed
Is note ki heading dekhte hi Bhavik ka dhyaan aur gehra ho gaya.
“Jamil Chacha Ka Pata.”
Jay ne likha tha ki Jamil Chacha uske Papa ke puraane aur bharosemand sevak the. Unke Papa ne unke naam par ek gaon mein das acre zameen karwaayi thi.
Woh gaon shehar se lagbhag 150 kilometre door tha.
Mahendra ko is zameen ke baare mein pata nahi tha. Jay ko umeed thi ki Jamil Chacha ke paas jaakar use kuch samay ke liye panaah mil sakti hai.
Jay us jagah par apne Papa ke saath ek-do baar picnic ke liye gaya tha. Use raasta poori tarah yaad nahi tha, aur uske paas Jamil Chacha ka phone number bhi nahi tha.
Phir bhi us raat usne wahin jaane ka faisla kiya tha.
Bhavik ne note dobara padha.
“Tum itni buri haalat mein bhi 150 kilometre chalne nikal pade the…”
Uske dimaag mein baarish wali sadak ka dhundhla-sa ehsaas ubharne laga.
Use apni aakhri yaad ke kuch tukde yaad aaye—raat, andhera, sadak par chalte rehna.
Lekin woh poori ghatna yaad nahi kar paaya.
Usne sir jhatka aur apna dhyaan wapas mobile par laga diya.
Jamil Chacha ka zikr uske liye bahut mahatvapoorna tha. Agar woh Jay ke bharosemand insaan the, toh unke paas pahunchkar Bhavik ko Jay ki zindagi ke baare mein aur jaankaari mil sakti thi.
Lekin ek aur baat thi.
Jay ne jis gaon ka zikr kiya tha, uska raasta use bhi abhi pata nahi tha.
Aakhri Note
Bhavik ne Notepad ke andar aur neeche scroll kiya.
Kai notes ke baad use ek aur note dikha, jis par koi khaas heading nahi thi.
Usne use khola.
Ismein Jay ne apne mann ki baatein likhi thi...
“Mujhe nahi pata ki aage kya hoga. Papa aur Maa ke jaane ke baad sab kuch badal gaya hai. Main bas itna chahta hoon ki ek baar sach saamne aa jaaye. Agar Tau ne galat kiya hai, toh uska sach sabke saamne aana chahiye.
Main kisi se bheekh nahi maangna chahta. Main sirf apna haq aur apne Papa ki sachchai jaanana chahta hoon.
Aaj agar koi mera saath nahi de raha, toh bhi mujhe koshish karni hogi.”
Bhavik ki ungli screen par ruk gayi.
Usne note ko dobara padha.
Phir phone ko apne seene ke paas rakh liya.
Kamre mein kuch der tak bilkul khamoshi rahi.
Bhavik ne apni aankhein band kar li.
Woh Jay ko jaanta nahi tha. Usne kabhi usse mulaakaat nahi ki thi. Lekin ab uske paas Jay ki awaazein, tasveerein, messages aur uske apne likhe hue shabd the.
Aur in sabne Bhavik ko ek baat samjha di thi—
Jay ki zindagi ka sach sirf uske saath hue accident mein nahi chhupa tha.
Uske saath hue dhokhe, uske rishton aur uske Papa ki chhodi hui viraasat mein bhi kuch aisa tha, jise samajhna zaroori tha.
Bhavik ne mobile dobara uthaya.
“Jay Singh Rathore,” usne dheere se kaha, “main abhi tumhari poori kahaani nahi jaanta.
.................
Ek Phone Call — Bhavik Ki Purani Zindagi Ka Sach
Bhavik man me_ Jay teri life ki to chudi padi thi, teri kahani pad ke to man kar rha hai, ki tere Tau aur ak ak rishtedar jaan pahachan se teri iss halat kaa badla lun..
Lakin dost meri pravrati in sab me pad ke life ko fuck off karne ki nhi hai..
Meri pravrati Sex enjoy karne ki hai..
Teri existing life ke chakkar me, mein prakrati kaa diya dusra moka kharab nhi kar sakta..
Mujhe khud ko theek karna hoga aur apne liye aage kaa rasta tay karna hoga..
Tabhi Bhavik ki ghanti baji ki uske khud ke kyaa haal hai, ye to pata karna banta hai..
Uske dimaag mein achanak ek naam aaya.
Ravi.
Uska room-mate aur dost.
Ravi ke saath woh sharing mein rehta tha. Dono ek-doosre ko kaafi samay se jaante the. Bhavik ko umeed thi ki Ravi use uski pichhli zindagi ke baare mein kuch zaroor bata sakega.
Lekin ek dikkat thi.
Woh ab apne asli sharir mein nahi tha.
Agar woh seedhe Ravi se kehta ki main Bhavik hoon, toh kya Ravi uski baat par bharosa karta?
Shayad nahi.
Isliye Bhavik ne faisla kiya ki woh pehle Jay Singh Rathore bankar baat karega.
Phone Call
Bhavik ne Jay ka mobile uthaya aur Ravi kaa number dial Kiya..
Bhavik ki ak khas baat thi ki use uske khas logon ke number yaad the..
Phone ki ghanti bajne lagi.
Ek baar.
Do baar.
Teesri ghanti par call uth gaya.
“Hello?”
Doosri taraf Ravi ki awaaz thi.
Bhavik kuch pal chup raha. Phir apni awaaz ko sambhaalte hue bola—
Bhavik_“Hello, Ravi ji? Mera naam Jay Singh Rathore hai. Mujhe aapse Bhavik ke baare mein kuch baat karni thi.”
Ravi kuch pal chup raha.
Ravi_“Bhavik? Kaun Bhavik? Tum kahan se bol rahe ho?”
Bhavik_“Main ek hospital se bol raha hoon. Bhavik mera khas dost the pichle kuchh mahino se. Uska call lag nhi rha hai, iss liye apko call Kiya”
Ravi ki awaaz achanak gambhir ho gayi.
Ravi_“Dekho bhai, agar tum Bhavik ke baare mein poochh rahe ho, toh mujhe tumse ek bahut buri baat kehni hai.”
Bhavik ka dil zor se dhadakne laga.
Bhavik_“Kya hua?”
Ravi ne gehri saans li.
Ravi_“Bhavik ab is duniya mein nahi raha.”
Bhavik ke haath thande pad gaye.
Ravi aage bolta raha—
Ravi_“Uska accident ho gaya tha. Mujhe jab khabar mili, tab tak bahut der ho chuki thi. Bhavik ki maut ho gayi.”
Kuch pal ke liye Bhavik kuch bol hi nahi paaya.
Usne apni aankhein band kar lin.
Bhavik_“Toh main sach mein mar chuka hoon…”
Uske man mein apni purani zindagi ki kai yaadein ubharne lagin. Sharing wala kamra, Ravi ke saath bitaaya samay, office se lautna aur rozmarra ki chhoti-chhoti baatein.
Woh sab ab uske liye ateet ban chuka tha.
Ravi ne poochha..
Ravi_“Hello? Jay ji, aap sun rahe ho?”
Bhavik ne khud ko sambhaala.
Bhavik _“Ji, sun raha hoon. Mujhe yeh sunkar bahut dukh hua, iss duniya mein, sirf meri gehri dosti usse hi thi”
Usne kuch pal rukkar kaha—
Bhavik_“Ravi ji, darasal Bhavik ke paas meri ek amaanat thi.”
Ravi turant satark ho gaya.
Ravi_“Kaisi amaanat?”
Bhavik _“Ek mobile phone. Woh mere liye bahut khaas hai. Bhavik ne use kuch samay ke liye apne paas rakha tha. Us mobile ke baare mein main aapko kuch details bata sakta hoon.”
Bhavik ne apne asli mobile ka vivaran diya—uska model, rang aur kuch aisi pehchaan, jisse Ravi samajh sake ki woh kis phone ki baat kar raha hai.
Doosri taraf kuch der khamoshi rahi.
Phir Ravi bola—
Ravi_“Ek minute. Tum keh rahe ho ki Bhavik ke paas tumhara mobile tha?”
Bhavik_“Ji.”
Ravi_“Lekin main tumhe jaanta tak nahi hoon. Main tumse pehle kabhi mila bhi nahi. Main tumhein kisi anjaan aadmi ko uska saamaan kaise de sakta hoon?”
Bhavik ne uski baat ko samjha.
Ravi ka shak karna laazmi tha. Uske paas koi aisa saboot nahi tha, jisse woh turant kisi anjaan vyakti par bharosa kar leta.
Bhavik ne shaant awaaz mein kaha—
Bhavik_“Ravi ji, main aapki baat samajhta hoon. Main yeh nahi keh raha ki aap bina jaanch kiye mujhe mobile de dein. Main bas chahta hoon ki woh mobile surakshit rahe.”
Ravi ne poochha, “Tum us mobile ko lekar itne pareshaan kyun ho?”
Bhavik kuch pal chup raha.
Woh apni asli pehchaan bata nahi sakta tha. Kam se kam abhi nahi.
Usne kaha—
Bhavik_“Us mobile mein meri aur Bhavik ke kuch raaz hain. Kuch aisi jaankaari, jo mere liye bahut maayne rakhti hai. Main aapse milkar poori baat samjhaana chahta hoon. wo jis kaam se aksar bahar rehta tha, me us kaam me uska sathi tha."
Ravi ki awaaz ab pehle se kuch shaant thi.
Ravi Ka Jawaab
Ravi ne dheere se kaha—
Ravi_“Jay, tum ek baat sun lo. Bhavik ki family ko uske marne se waise bhi koi khaas farak nahi pada. Uski zindagi mein un logon ka dakhal bahut kam tha. Aur uske jaane ke baad bhi mujhe nahi lagta ki unhein uske saamaan ki utni parwaah hogi.”
Bhavik ne yeh sunkar aankhein jhuka li.
Woh jaanta tha ki uske parivaar ke saath uske rishte achhe nahi the. Lekin kisi doosre ki zubaani yeh sunna ki uske jaane se shayad kisi ko zyada farak nahi pada, dil ke kisi kone mein chubhan paida kar raha tha.
Ravi ne aage kaha—
Ravi_“Lekin main tumhein bina mile uska mobile nahi de sakta. Tum mere kamre par aa jao. Hum aamne-saamne baithkar baat karenge. Agar tumhari baat mein sachchai hui, toh aage ka faisla kar lenge.”
Bhavik ne turant jawaab diya—
Bhavik_“Theek hai, Chhote.”
Ravi ye sun kar chauk gyaa, kyuki Bhavik hi eklota banda tha jo use Chhote bulata tha..
Ravi_ "Tum mujhe chhote bol rhe ho, ye to!"
Bhavik_ Ye to tumhen bas Bhavik bulata tha.. tension mat lo, ye tumhen vishwas dilane ke liye hai, ki Bhavik jitna tumara khas tha, utna mera bhi"
" Mera to guru tha wo, bade bhai ke saman"
Ravi_“Achha. Aane se pehle mujhe phone kar dena.”
Bhavik _“Ji, zaroor.”
Call kat gaya.
..............
Bhavik Ke Man Mein Uthte Sawaal
Bhavik ne mobile apne paas rakh diya.
Uska dimaag ab pehle se behtar aur suljha hua tha..
Ravi ne saaf keh diya tha ki Bhavik mar chuka hai. Iska matlab tha ki duniya ki nazar mein uski purani zindagi khatam ho chuki thi.
Lekin uska khas mobile abhi bhi Ravi ke paas tha.
Us mobile mein uski personal jaankaari, uski tasveerein, uske messages aur uski zindagi se jude kai raaz chhupe the..
Bhavik ke liye woh mobile sirf ek device nahi tha. wo uske male escorts se jude kaam kaa ak storage aur identity tha..
Usne khidki se baahar dekha.
“Mujhe Ravi se milna hoga. Lekin main use apni asli pehchaan kaise samjhaunga? Agar main keh doon ki main Bhavik hoon, toh woh mujhe paagal samjhega. Aur agar main Jay bankar uske paas gaya, toh mujhe apne hi ateet ke baare mein usse sawaal poochhne honge.”
Bhavik ne gehri saans li.
Ab use samajh aa raha tha ki yeh raasta aasaan nahi hoga.
Ek taraf Jay ki zindagi thi, jise use sambhaalna tha.
Doosri taraf Bhavik ki zindagi thi, jiska sach ab uske haath se phisalta ja raha tha.
Lekin Ravi se milna uske liye zaroori tha.
Kyunki Bhavik ak lustful man tha, wo 3 din se jyada bina sambhog ke nhi reh sakta tha..
Hafte me 2 din wo sambhog ke mood me hi rahta tha, yaa to kisi raand ke bistar me yaa kisi client ke bistar me..
Bhavik kaa lund normal size kaa tha 6 inch aur theek thak mota, lakin fir bhi wo pichle 12 mahine me 6 hi client bana paya tha..
Use aksar client denied kar dete the, kyuki unhe aur lamba aur mota lund chahiye hota tha..
Bhavik ak sikari thaa..
Bhavik per kaamvasna humesha haavi rahti thi..
Uski biwi bhi use isi baat per chhod kar chali gayi thi, Kyun Bhavik ko hafte me 2 baar kam se kam chudai karni hoti thi..
Lakin uski biwi bilkul negative thi sambhog me, uske andar koi kaamvasna hi nhi thi..
Yaa yu kahi Bhavik ke mukable 2% hi thi..
Jese hi Bhavik ko sambhog kaa vichar aaya, wo saare Fuck off bhul kar sidhe bathroom me gyaa..
Ab yaha se me Bhavik apne tarike se iss story aur apni life ko likhunga..
Me Bhavik, ye soch kar bathroom me gyaa ki kahi iss Jay ke sharir kaa Lund mere Lund se Chhota naa ho, warna meri kaa fuck off ho jayega..
...................................
Me bathroom me gyaa, aur sidhe mobile me ak website dali aur cuckold ki kuchh porn nikali, usme se ak video ko play kiya..
Kuch hi der me lund me tarang chalne lagi..
Mene lund bahar nikala to wo aadha khada tha, jese jese video aage bad rha tha..
Aur mene man me tarang chal rahi thi, wese wese lund lamba aur mota ho rha tha..
Jese hi lund apne charam per pahucha, meri aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi..
Iss sharir ke lund kaa size 9.5 inch lamba aur lagbhag 6 inch mota tha..
Mene aasman ki aur dekha aur god ko thankyou kiya..
Kyuki mujhe unse humesha yahi sikayat thi ki mujhe itni kaamvasna aur kaam ikchaa dene ke baad bhi god ne tagda aur mota lund nhi diya tha..
Lakin Aaj wo ikchaa jay ke sharir me aakar puri ho gayi..
Mene toilet se bahar aakar bathroom me lage bade sishe me kudh ko dekhne laga..
Ye sharir ak dam jawan tha..sharir kisi athelatic ki tarah tha...
Aankhen aakarshak face cut ak dam hero ki tarah..
Bhavik man me_ Mera sharir to thak chuka tha god, mujhe to chasma lag chuka tha, meri body me fat bad chuka tha, lund ko lambe samay khada rakhne ke liye vigra lena padta tha..
Jawan ladkiyon ne bhaav dena band kar diya tha..
Aur ye sharir dekh kar lag rha tha ki isme to Bandi aur bandi ki maa dono pat jayegi..
Aur sabse khas baat iss sharir kaa tagda aur jabarjast lund..
Meri aankhon me chamak thi aur ak behtar aur naye jivan ki ummeed..
Ak chudkkad jivan ki ummeed..