[Greenwood]

Update 84




Sham ka waqt tha. Zaheer ke ghar ki chhat se dhoop dhalti hui dikh rahi thi. Hawa me thoda thandak aa gayi thi. Drawing room me Azhar sofa par baitha hua tha, ek kitaab khol kar. Tabhi darwaza khula aur Shanu haath me ek chhota packet liye andar aayi.
Azhar ne sir uthaya aur thoda muskuraya.
Azhar
Arre Shanaya beta… tum yaha?
Shanu thoda awkward hansi ke saath boli
Shanu
Woh uncle… actually main Taz ke liye ek assignment print karwa kar laayi hoon. Usne bola tha ghar par printer kharab hai.
Azhar ne packet liya, dekha aur phir sir hila diya.
Azhar
Achha kiya. Taz toh waise bhi apne doston ke bharose kaam chhorte rehta hai. Tum upar jao, ammu asma Zaheer apne kamre me honge.
Shanu halka sa blush karke andar badh gayi. Jaise hi usne Zaheer ka room khola, woh saamne bistar par leta hua headphones lagaye mobile scroll kar raha tha. Shanu ko dekhte hi turant uth kar baith gaya.
Zaheer
Arre madam, aaj kal yeh bhi routine ban gaya hai kya? Ghar pe surprise checking?
Shanu aankhen ghumate hue bed par baith gayi.
Shanu
Tumhare jaisi masti khor ki nazar rakhni padti hai. Kal raat ko bola tha milne aayega… lekin aaye nahi.
Zaheer hans kar uske paas jhuk gaya.
Zaheer
Arre, kal raat thoda busy tha…
Shanu nakhrey se uski baat kaat kar boli
Shanu
Busy? Kya tumhe milne se zyada important bhi koi kaam hai?
Zaheer zara dramatize karte hue haath se dil pe thap thapaya
Zaheer
Woh toh hai… neend. Kyunki agar main fresh na rahu toh tumhari nonstop baaton ko kaun jhelega?
Shanu ne takiye se uske kandhe pe zor ka ek thappad mara. Dono hasi me phir phas gaye.
Shanu
Bas… baat ghumane me tumhara koi jawab nahi.
Zaheer uske kareeb hote hue fuskara
Zaheer
Aur tum baat banane me expert. Mardangi ka wasta de diya kal raat, aur aaj seedha ghar par aayi ho. Yeh kya chakkar hai, madam?
Shanu ne uska haath door karte hue khidki ki taraf dekhte hue nakhre se kaha
Shanu
Chakkar toh tum chalate ho… main toh bas dekhne aayi thi ki tum ghar par ho bhi ya nahi.
Zaheer phir uske paas jaake uska wrist pakad kar usse apni taraf ghuma leta hai.
Zaheer
Main hoon… aur abhi sirf tumhare liye.
Shanu ki hansi nikal gayi aur dono ek dusre ko dekh kar muskura rahe the. Bahar Azhar ki awaz aayi
Azhar
Zaheer, chai ban gayi hai… Shanaya ko bhi bula lena.
Shanu turant door ki taraf bhaagi jaise pakdi gayi ho, aur Zaheer peeche se uski haath hila kar chupke se bolta hai
Zaheer
Chalo, ab baba ko bhi lag raha hai tum ghar ki hi ho.
Shanu ne muh banaya aur muskurate hue niche living ki taraf chali gayi.
Sham ka time tha. Ammu ke room ki light abhi bhi jal rahi thi. Dono sisters jaisi close dost – Ammu aur Shanu – bed par baithe the. Ammu apne hair brush kar rahi thi aur Shanu uske pillows pe ulat-pulati karte hue gossip mode me aa gayi thi.

Ammu
Sach bata shanu, tera or zaheer ka kuch scene hai kya...dekh chhupana mat, bachpan se sath hu tere itna to janti hu ki tere face ke expression kab kaise hote hai
Room me abhi bhi halki halki hansi ki goonj chal rahi thi, lekin ekdum se Shanu chup ho gayi. Uske chehre ka rang badal gaya, jahan abhi abhi mazak chal raha tha, wahan ab thodi si serious si glow aa gayi. Ammu ne brush side me rakha aur uski aankhon me jhank kar bola
Ammu
Kya hua? Abhi tak toh tum full comedy show chala rahi thi.
Shanu ne takiya apne lap me rakha, dono haath uspar rakh liye aur dheere se halki si smile di. Uska heartbeat tez ho gaya tha, jaise words nikalne me bhi uske dil ki dhadkan badh rahi ho.
Shanu
Ammu… ek baat bolun?
Ammu thoda curious hokar uske paas aayi aur haath uske shoulder par rakha
Ammu
Haan, bol na… itni serious kyu ho gayi?
Shanu ne halki si halki saans bhari, aankhen ek second ke liye band ki aur phir dhadkan ke saath jese words phisal gaye
Shanu
Main… main aur Zaheer… hum dono ek dusre ko pasand karte hain.
Ammu ke brush se grip ek second ke liye slip kar gaya. Uske chehre par shock aur phir dheere dheere ek soft smile aa gayi. Uski aankhen thodi badi ho gayi, jaise kuch connect ho gaya ho.
Ammu
Matlab… tu… meri bhabhi?
Shanu ke galle halki si laal ho gaye, usne aankh jhuka li aur takiya ko aur tight hug kiya. Uske hothon pe ek sharmai si hansi thi, aur uska dil itna fast beat kar raha tha ki jaise usse khud apni chest me dard sa mehsoos ho raha ho.
Shanu
Bas… aisa hi samajh le. Kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki humari dosti me yeh twist aayega.
Ammu ko ekdum hasi aa gayi, usne Shanu ka face apni taraf ghumaya aur zor se hug kar liya.
Ammu
Pagli! Mujhe toh pehle hi lagta tha ki tum dono ke beech kuch chal raha hai. Lekin ab toh soch… tu meri best friend hai aur meri bhabhi bhi.
Shanu ab thoda relax hoke hans padi, lekin uske chehre pe abhi bhi woh guilty si sharmili glow thi.
Ammu ne uski baat kaat di aur haath uske galle pe rakha
Ammu
Secret? Tum toh meri jaan ho… ab toh double relation hai. Dost bhi… aur bhabhi bhi.
Dono ek dusre ko dekh kar hansi rok nahi paayi. Ek pal ko room ki hawa romantic nahi, balki emotional aur dosti wale rishton ki warmth se bhar gayi thi.
Shanu ne takiya chehre pe mara, lambi saans li or ek baar socha ki ab shays ise bata dena chahiye aur aankh ghumate hue boli
Shanu
Haan haan, pasand karti hoon… aur thoda zyada bhi. Lekin yeh mat soch ki tumse secret baatein share karungi.
Ammu ne uske haath pakad liye
Ammu
Arre chal na… bata na. Kaisa feel hota hai jab woh itna paas aata hai?
Shanu ne sharmate hue takiya aur tight pakad liya, aur dheemi aawaz me bola
Shanu
Feel aisa hota hai jaise saans ruk gayi ho… aur kabhi kabhi toh body bhi react kar jati hai bina soche samjhe.
Ammu ne fake shock face banaya aur dono hasi ke bhanwar me chali gayi. Thodi der chup reh kar Ammu ne bhi confession jaisa tone banaya.
Ammu
Mujhe bhi kabhi kabhi… Arjun ke touch ki yaad aati hai. Pata nahi… ajeeb sa lagta hai. Jahan usne chhoda tha wahan abhi bhi sensation hota hai.
Shanu ne aankhen bada kar Ammu ka haath daba diya
Shanu
Ohooo… madam toh aage nikal gayi lagta hai. Ab bata, kya plan hai?
Ammu ne bas halki si smile di, thoda blush kiya aur usne sir takiya me ghusa liya.
Ammu
Plan ka toh pata nahi… par yeh Arjun bhi na… itna gayab rehta hai. Kabhi dikhayi hi nahi deta.
Shanu ne mazaak udate hue bola
Shanu
Haan, lagta hai woh bhi tumhe tadpa kar mazaa le raha hai. Typical hero style.
Dono phir se hasi me gir padi. Room me ek girly secret wali energy bhar gayi thi—thoda naughty, thoda romantic aur thoda unsaid longing ka mixture.
Dinner khatam hone ke baad ghar me shaanti si ho gayi thi. Sab apne apne rooms me chale gaye the. Kitchen me bartan set karne ke baad Ammu ne ek glass doodh garam kiya aur tray me rakh kar drawing room ki taraf chali gayi jaha Zaheer abhi bhi sofa par baitha apna phone scroll kar raha tha.

Ammu uske saamne jaake glass uske taraf badhati hai.
Ammu
Bhai… doodh.
Zaheer ne ek casual smile ke saath glass le liya aur ek sip li. Tabhi Ammu ne uske paas sofa pe baith kar mischievous tone me kaha
Ammu
Vaise… mujhe pehle kyun nahi bataya ki tumhari choice meri best friend hi niklegi?
Zaheer thoda confuse hokar uski taraf dekhta hai, glass abhi bhi lips ke paas. Ammu ne thoda aur tease karte hue aankh dabai
Ammu
Shanu ko dekh ke toh lagta hai tum dono college ke sabse secret couple ho.
Zaheer ne sip lene ki koshish ki, lekin Ammu ke words sunkar ekdum se hansi rok nahi paaya aur doodh ka ek chhota sa sip uske muh se bahar nikal gaya. Uske chehre par ek embarrassed si smile aa gayi.
Ammu zor se hans padti hai, haath se apna pet pakad kar.
Ammu
Bas… yeh expression dekhne ke liye maine chheda tha!
Zaheer bhi sharma kar hansi rokne ki koshish karta hai, lekin uski aankhen uski bachpan wali innocent wali smile se chamak rahi thi.
Phir Ammu ekdum se serious ho gayi. Usne apna haath uske kandhe par rakha, aur dheere se kaha
Ammu
Main bahut khush hoon, Zaheer. Tu akela nahi hai… aur teri zindagi me koi hai jo tujhe samajhta hai, tujhe handle kar sakta hai. Aur woh bhi meri woh saheli jo humesha mere saath khadi rahi, chahe humari musibat ho ya khushi.
Zaheer uske words sunkar thoda emotional ho gaya. Ammu ki aankhen thodi si moist ho gayi thi jab usne agla sentence bola
Ammu
Aur sach bolun… iss ghar ko, iss family ko agar koi sambhal sakta hai mere yahan se jaane ke baad… toh wo sirf Shanu hai.
Yeh kehkar Ammu ki voice thodi heavy ho gayi. Zaheer ne uske chehre ki taraf dekha, ek second ke liye uske dil ka bojh halka sa feel hua. Woh relax sa ho gaya, jaise uski tension dissolve ho gayi ho.
Zaheer ne glass side me rakha aur Ammu ko apni taraf kheench kar side hug kar liya.
Zaheer
Tu hai na… toh main kabhi akela nahi rahunga.
Ammu uske kandhe par muskurati hui sir rakh deti hai, dono ki aankhon me ek hi baat likhi thi — ek dusre ki care aur ek unspoken assurance.
Raat der ho gayi thi. Ammu apne room me chali gayi thi aur ghar me ekdum silence tha. Zaheer bed par lete lete apna phone uthata hai. Screen par bas ek hi naam blink karta hai – Shanu . Usne turant text bheja.

Zaheer
Bata tu… Ammu ko tu hi bol aayi na sab?
Phone kuch second chup raha, phir Shanu ka reply aaya.
Shanu
Haan toh?
Kya hua Zaheer Qureshi… fatt gayi kya ab?
Zaheer ke lips pe halka sa smirk aa gaya. Usne typing shuru ki.
Zaheer
Meri fatt? Arey meri jaan… main toh bas dekh raha tha ki meri behen  to-be bhabhi se tu kitni jaldi mil gayi.
Shanu ka reply turant aaya.
Shanu
Acha? Bhabhi bol ke bach jaoge kya?
Waise tumhari wajah se mujhe Ammu ke saamne sharm se laal hona pada… meri heartbeat itni fast thi ki mujhe laga main gir jaungi!
Zaheer ne ek mischievous emoji bheja.
Zaheer
Dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi?
Main hota toh saans hi ruk jaati teri…
Shanu screen ko dekhke apne blanket me chhup gayi, cheeks garam ho gayi. Usne jaldi reply kiya.
Shanu
Oh hello Mr. Dialoguebaaz… tumhe lagta hai main itni asaani se tumpe fida ho jaungi?
Zaheer
Tu pehle hi fida hai… aur ab toh khud accept bhi kar diya Ammu ke saamne.
Shanu ne thoda possessive tone me likha.
Shanu
Haan… aur ab tum sirf mere ho. Koi aur ladki tumhe aankh utha kar bhi dekhe na, toh uski khair nahi.
Zaheer ekdum enjoy kar raha tha.
Zaheer
Jab tu itni possessive hoti hai na… uff, aur bhi sexy lagti hai.
Shanu ka dil tez tez dhadakne laga. Usne playful tone me likha.
Shanu
Bas karo… warna main kal tumhare ghar aake Baba ke saamne keh dungi ki tum raat raat bhar ladkiyon se chatting karte ho.
Zaheer ekdum husky mood me type karta hai.
Zaheer
Keh dena… aur unse bolna ki woh ladki tum ho.
Phir dekhna, shaadi ka card express me chhapenge
Shanu ne apna face pillow me daba liya aur typing shuru kiya.
Shanu
Tum mujhe control hi nahi karne dete… kabhi kabhi lagta hai tum meri jaan nikal loge.
Zaheer turant reply bhejta hai.
Zaheer
Jaan toh pehle hi meri hai… bas main apna haq lene ka wait kar raha hoon.
Shanu ka dil ekdum garam ho gaya, woh phone screen ko pakad kar muskaan daba nahi pa rahi thi.
Shanu
Good night, badtameez… aur sapne me aana zaroor.
Zaheer
Good night meri jaan… aur sapne me sirf main hi aunga. Aur wahan tum mujhse bach nahi paogi.


Raat ka waqt tha. Ammu apne room ki roshni halki kar ke bed par baithi thi. Hawa me ek khamoshi thi, lekin us khamoshi ke andar uske dil ki dhadkan ek alag hi awaaz kar rahi thi. Uski aankhon ke saamne woh pal bar-bar aa rahe the—wo raat jahan Arjun ne use apni baahon me lapet liya tha, jahan har ek touch ne uske andar bijli si daudayi thi.
Ammu ne apni aankh band ki, aur Arjun ki khushboo ko mehsoos karne ki koshish ki. Uske hoth ekdum se sukhe lagne lage, jaise kisi ne usse usi pal me chhoda ho aur phir lautne ka vaada karke chala gaya ho.
Uske pair bed ke kinare se latak rahe the, aur haath apne dupatte ko muthhi me kas ke pakde hue. Bechaini itni thi ki kabhi khud se baatein karne lagti.
Ammu (dheere se fasaane jaise bolti hai)
Arjun… tumhe andaza bhi hai tumne mujhe kis haal me chhod diya hai…
Uska dil chahta tha ki abhi darwaza khule aur Arjun saamne aa jaye. Pichli raato ke jazbaat uske liye ab ek nasha ban gaye the—ek aisa nasha jise wo chhod nahi pa rahi thi. Har ek second uske liye ek ghante jaisa lag raha tha.
Usne takiye ko apne seene se lagaya aur aankhein band karke apna galla us par rakh liya, jaise wo Arjun ka kandha ho. Us pal usne apne hoth halka sa khol diye… aur bas sochne lagi ki jab Arjun wapas aayega to use dekh kar wo apna sabr bilkul kho degi.
Dil ki dhadkan aur tez ho gayi. Room ki khamoshi ab uske beqarar shwaason ki awaaz se bhar chuki thi.

Sheher ke kone me ek purani anonymous building ka ek bada hall tha. Room ki halat aisi thi jaise saalon se kisi ne wahan safai nahi ki ho—diwaaron par se paint utra hua, chhat se ek purani pankhe ki chain latak rahi thi aur neeche kursiyan idhar-udhar bikhri hui thi.
Andar 40-50 log jama the. Kuch suit me, kuch casual kapdon me, aur kuch bilkul local netaon jaisi shakal wale. Sabke chehre par gussa, bechaini aur chinta barabar thi.
Ek taraf se zor-zor ki awaazein aa rahi thi.
Koi keh raha tha ki humein unke college ke system pe attack karna chahiye,
to koi chilla raha tha ki sirf ek match ya tournament se kuch nahi hoga.
Hawa me shor, behes aur thodi si dar ka mahaul tha.
Tabhi ek aadmi, lagbhag 45 saal ka, tez nazar aur mota moustache rakhta hua, kursi se uthta hai. Uska khada hote hi shor dheere-dheere kam hone lagta hai.
Usne apna haath uthaya aur sabko shant karne ki koshish ki.
Woh aadmi
Humein pehle yeh samajhna hoga ki jhagda karne se kuch nahi milega. Agar hum ek dusre par ilzaam lagate rahe to hum kabhi strong nahi ho paayenge.
Woh kuch der rukta hai, sabke chehre dekh kar. Phir dheere se bolta hai.
Woh aadmi
Sach yeh hai… humari side abhi bahut kamzor hai. Aur samne waalon ke paas… sabse bada weapon hai. Arjun Singh.
Uske bolte hi ek pal ke liye hall me khamoshi chha gayi. Jitne bhi log wahan baithe the, unke chehre par tanav ki lakeerein ubhar aayi. Arjun ka naam sunte hi jaise sabko ek saath yaad aa gaya ho ki woh akela hi unke liye kitna bada khatra ban sakta hai.
Kisi ne apne saathi ke kaan me dheere se kaha
Wo ladka ek machine hai… usko rokna mushkil hi nahi… namumkin hai.
45 saal ka aadmi kursi ke kinare par dono haath rakh kar aage jhuka, uski awaaz ab aur tez ho gayi.
Woh aadmi
Agar humein yeh ladai jeetni hai… to humein bhi apni taraf ek aisa hi insaan chahiye. Koi jo unke Arjun Singh ka jawab de sake.
Room me fir se fasaane wali khamoshi chhayi thi. Sab ek dusre ki taraf dekhe ja rahe the, jaise kisi ko samajh na aa raha ho

[Greenwood]

Update 85




Subah ki pehli kiran ne jaise hi kamre ke pardon ko chhoda, ek narmi aur halka sa sunehra rang Ammu ke chehre par gira. Usne aankhein kholi, lekin aaj kuch alag tha. Uski aankhon me neend abhi baaki thi, par dil me ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.
Usne palang par se uth kar ek gehri saans li. Kal raat ke pal yaad aakar uske hothon par halka sa muskaan bhi aayi thi, lekin turant hi ek andekha sa darr, ek ajeeb sa bharosa todne wala sapna ya shayad bas wehem, uske dil par chha gaya.
Ammu khud se halki awaaz me boli
Aaj kya ho raha hai mujhe… kyun sab theek hote hue bhi mann ko lagta hai jaise kuch galat hone wala hai?
Usne sar hilaya, jaise apne khayalon ko hataana chahti ho. Lekin woh ahsaas jaise zidd pakad chuka tha, ek chipakne wali chinta ki tarah.
Woh palang se utar kar dupatta sambhalti hui seedha kitchen ki taraf chali gayi. Subah ke ghar ke kaam usne apne aap uthaa liye. Bartan uthaye, chulha jalaya, chawal chane ke liye rakhe—sab cheezein bina rukke karti gayi, jaise us bechaini ko sirf kaam ke shor me dabaana chahti ho.
Lekin har chammach ki khanak, har bartan ka takraana, uske dil ki dhadkan ke saath mil kar aur tez sunayi de raha tha. Usne ek pal ke liye apna kaam roka, khidki ke paas jaa kar bahar dekha. Subah ki roshni pure aangan me fail gayi thi, lekin us roshni me bhi usse ek ajeeb si udaasi mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Ammu ne dheere se apne dil pe haath rakha aur aakhon me nam si nami lekar socha
… yeh jo bhi hai, sirf ek wehem ho. Mere apno ko kuch bhi na ho.

Subah ke 7 baje ke aas-paas ka waqt tha. Aangan me dhoop abhi nayi-nayi utar rahi thi, par Zaheer ki aankh mobile ki halki si vibration se khuli. Screen pe naam tha – Shanu. Uske hothon par apne aap ek muskaan aa gayi.
Zaheer ne phone uthaya, awaaz abhi bhi neend se bhaari thi
Good morning…
Shanu dusri taraf halki si hansi chhodti hai. Wo apne kamre me dressing mirror ke saamne baithi thi, ek chhoti si mini shorts aur ek tight T-shirt me. Uske baalon ka aadha jooda bana tha, kuch lattein cheek par gir rahi thi.
Shanu
Good morning, Mr. Zaheer Qureshi… lagta hai abhi bhi neend me ho.
Zaheer ne palak se ankho ki neend rub karte hue jawab diya
Tumhari awaaz sunte hi neend gayab ho gayi…
Dono ki baaton me wo nasha tha jo raat bhar ki yaadon aur nayi subah ke armaanon me ghul jata hai. Shanu apne bed par let gayi, phone ko apne cheek se chipkati hui. Uski awaaz aur bhi halki aur close ho gayi.
Shanu
Tumhe pata hai… main tumhe imagine kar rahi hoon… waise hi jaise tum subah uthkar lagte ho.
Zaheer ne hansi dabaayi, uski aankhon me thodi shararat chamki. Usne apne bed sheet ko adjust kiya, par uske dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi.
Zaheer
Aur main bhi… tumhe dekh raha hoon… uss tight T-shirt me jo tumhe khud bhi hamesha distract karti hai.
Shanu ke hothon pe halka sa laal rang aa gaya. Usne apni ungli se apni jodhiyon par tapping ki, jaise apne aap ko control kar rahi ho.
Shanu
Zaheer… tumhe pata hai… tumhari awaaz hi meri sabse badi weakness hai.
Uske lafz itne soft the ki Zaheer ne apni saans rok li. Uska dil aur tez dhadak raha tha, aur phone ke iss chhote se call ne dono ke beech subah ko ek nayi garmaahat de di.
Subah ki halki dhoop khidki ke parde se ghus kar Zaheer ke chehre par gir rahi thi. Usne phone ko cheek se lagaya, aur Shanu ki halki saans uske kaan tak pohonchi. Dil ki dhadkan abhi tak tez chal rahi thi.

Shanu apne bed par ulti kar ke let gayi, mini shorts thodi si khisak gayi thi aur tight T-shirt uske curves ko aur highlight kar rahi thi. Usne hoth dabate hue hushed tone me kaha
Shanu
Zaheer… tumhe pata hai main abhi kaisi hoon?
Zaheer ki aankhon me chamak aa gayi, usne halki si muskaan ke saath kaha
Batao… ya main guess karun?
Shanu apni ungli se apni thigh par halka sa circle banati hai, phir tease karti hai
Mini shorts me… aur tumhara naam mere hothon par…
Zaheer ne apni palak band ki, uski imagination control se bahar ho rahi thi. Usne halki si karwaat badli, uske pajame ka bulge aur prominent ho gaya.
Zaheer
Meri jaan… tumhe maloom hai main tumhe abhi apne samne imagine kar raha hoon… tum meri shirt kheench rahi ho… aur main tumhe apne lap par bitha raha hoon.
Shanu ke hothon se ek halki si mmm awaaz nikli. Usne phone aur close kar liya, jaise Zaheer ki awaaz seedha uske skin ko touch kar rahi ho.
Shanu
Tum itne dangerous kyun ho Zaheer… subah-subah hi… tumhari baatein mujhe pagal kar rahi hain.
Zaheer thoda hansi rok nahi paaya
Pagal to tumne mujhe kar diya hai Shanu… tumhe dekh kar mera patience khatam ho jata hai.
Shanu ne shararti tone me tease kiya
Toh… Mr. Qureshi… aaj bhi fatt gayi kya? Bas phone pe hi baatein karoge ya kabhi sach me saamne aakar…
Uske lafzon ne Zaheer ke dil me bijli si gira di. Uska saans tez ho gaya, par smile aur seductive ho gayi.
Zaheer
Samne aaya na… toh phir tumhe subah uthkar chalne layak nahi chhodunga.
Shanu ne bite karte hue apne hoth dabaye, aankhen bandh kar ke us awaaz ko feel kiya. Usne dheere se kaha
Challenge accepted…
Dono ki baaton ka nasha ab peak par tha. Phone call unke liye sirf ek zariya tha, par dono ke dil aur badan ek dusre ko abhi chah rahe the — aur subah ki woh good morning call unke liye sabse sexy shuruaat ban gayi.

College ke main gate se jaise hi Zaheer andar aaya, usne sabse pehle ek ajeeb si khamoshi mehsoos ki. Normal dinon ki tarah students ke hansi-mazaak ya groups ke beech gossip ka shor kahin sunai nahi de raha tha.
Uske badle, chaaro taraf afra-tafri thi. Kuch students ek dusre se ghabrahat me baat kar rahe the, kuch log haste hue phone par recording kar rahe the, aur beech-beech me college ke andar kuch unknown chehre bhi ghoom rahe the.
Zaheer ne apne bag ka strap tight pakda aur dhyan se aage badha.
Usne dekha ke canteen ke saamne do log jor-jabardasti se kisi ko kheench kar le ja rahe hain, aur aas paas ke students sirf khade dekh rahe hain, jaise sabke dil me darr baith gaya ho.
Uske kadam dheere ho gaye. Usne apni aankhen sankar kar dekha — woh unknown log college ke students jaisi vibe nahi dete the. Unka getup alag tha, body language alag thi… aur sabse badi baat, unke chehron par ek strange confidence tha, jaise unka yahan par hi raj ho.
Zaheer ke andar ek uneasy feeling uthne lagi. Usne socha
Ye log kaun hain? College ke andar itni bheed aur afra-tafri… aur security bhi gayab?
Usne library ke samne kuch students ko ghabrahat me bhaag-te dekha, aur phir uski nazar ek corner par gayi jahan 4–5 unknown log khade hue the, dheere tones me baat karte hue.
Zaheer ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Uska dimag tez ghoomne laga.Ye chehra na pehchane log, itni afra-tafri,
Uske andar ek heavy intuition jag gaya. Kuch bada hone wala tha.
Zaheer ne apne kadam thoda tez kiye aur campus ke side lane ki taraf nikal gaya, jahan aam taur par shaanti hoti thi. Lekin aaj us shaanti me bhi ek ajeeb sa tanaav ghula hua tha.

Gate ke us corner se jaise hi usne mod liya, uski nazar padhi — Ammu aur Shanu dono pehle se hi wahan khadi thi. Dono ke chehre par ek hi expression tha, gusse aur ghabrahat ka mila-jula rang.
Zaheer ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Usne dekha, Shanu apne phone par bar-bar kisi se call karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin shayad line lagataar cut ho rahi thi. Ammu uske bilkul paas khadi thi, dono ke pair bechaini me bar-bar hil rahe the.
Jaise hi unki nazar Zaheer par padi, dono ekdam se uski taraf intense nazro se dekhne lagi.
Zaheer ne thoda aage badhte hue aankhon ke ishaare se unse pucha
Yeh sab ho kya raha hai? Itne unknown log kyu ghoom rahe hain campus me?
Shanu ne bas apna hoth kaat kar sir halka jhuka diya, jaise use samajh hi na aa raha ho ki kya jawab de. Uski aankhen gusse aur tension me bhar aayi thi.
Ammu ne Zaheer ki taraf dekha aur uske aankhon ke ishaare ko samjha. Usne apna hissaab chhupate hue bas ek chhoti si nazar idhar-udhar daali aur phir dheere se sir hilaya, jaise keh rahi ho
Haan… kuch to gadbad hai.
Teenon ki aankhen ek dusre se jud gayi thi. Bina ek shabd bole bhi unhe samajh aa raha tha ki sabko ek hi sawal pareshaan kar raha hai —
Kaun hain yeh log? Aur inka college me aise aana,Shanu ne phir se Zaheer ki taraf aankhon me sawal bhari nazar daali, Ammu ne apni choti si awaaz me bas itna kaha
Mujhe bilkul acha nahi lag raha…
Hawa ka ek teekha jhonka beech me se nikla

Campus ka mahaul aur bhi garam ho chuka tha. Gali ke us kone se achanak shor sunai diya. Teenon ne palat kar dekha to kuch mote-tagde, bade darawane chehre wale anjaan log patle-kamzor students ko zabardasti pakad ke kheench rahe the. Students ki cheekh-pukaar sunai de rahi thi, kuch darr ke maare bhaag rahe the, lekin un badmashon ka raub aisa tha ki koi saamne aane ki himmat nahi kar raha tha.
Zaheer, Ammu aur Shanu wahin thode door se yeh sab dekh rahe the. Ammu ke chehre pe tension aur ghabrahat aur gehri ho gayi. Shanu ne apna haath Ammu ke kandhe pe rakha jaise use tasalli dena chahti ho, lekin uski apni saanson ki raftar tez ho gayi thi.
Itne me un badmashon me se ek mota mushtanda, jiska chehra gusse se lal tha aur jiski gardan ke aas paas mota sa sona ka chain latak raha tha, ekdam ruk gaya. Uski nazar Ammu aur Shanu pe ja tikki. Usne apni ungli un dono ki taraf uthai aur bhadde andaaz me bola
Arre arre… kya maal bhara pada hai collage me,maza aa jayega
Yeh sunkar Ammu aur Shanu dono ek saath cheekh uthi aur turant peeche hat gayi. Dono ki aankhen dar se phat gayi thi. Us mushtande ne unki taraf tez kadam badhaya jaise dono ko pakad lega.
Usi pal Zaheer ka gussa phat pada. Usne ek dum se aage badh kar us aadmi ke beech me apna kadam rakh diya. Uski aankhen aag ki tarah bhadak rahi thi.
Zaheer
Oye… hat piche! Ek inch bhi aage badha to haath tod dunga tera.
Woh mushtanda thoda ruka, fir hansi uda ke bola
Aur tu kaun hai be? Hero ban raha hai kya?


Ammu aur Shanu ki dhadkan abhi bhi zor se chal rahi thi. Unki aankhen sirf Zaheer pe tik gayi thi, jo unke saamne deewar ban ke khada tha.
Baaki ke mushtande bhi rukh gaye, ek dusre ki taraf dekhne lage. Ek pal ke liye pura mahaul freeze ho gaya, sabko lag raha tha ab kuch bada hone wala hai itne me hi kuch or log waha aaye or unme se ek ne bola ki jaldi karo bey, sirf yahi kaam nahi hai or jo mushtanda zaheer ke samne khada tha villain banke wo bhi zaheer ko aankh dikha kar or ek nazar shanu or ammu par daal kar apni zabaan se apna hath chatta hai jaise keh raha ho ki agli baar chat jaunga tumhe, zaheer yeh dekh kar aage badhta hai lekin shanu or ammu piche se uska hath pakad lete hai or wo mota aadmi waha se chala jata hai
Campus ke mahaul me jo tanav aur gussa tha, usi waqt ek ajeeb si awaz sunai di. Door se dhol nagade bajne lage, phir dhad-dhad karte hue DJ ke speaker ki heavy beat ne poore area ka mahaul badal diya.

Sabhi students aur woh anjaan mushtande bhi ek pal ko ruk gaye. Sabki nazar us taraf gayi jahan se ek bhid nikalti hui dikh rahi thi. 30-40 log, jahan ek ek ke haath me rang aur gulal tha, aur unka josh aasmaan chhu raha tha. Woh log naach rahe the, cheekh rahe the, jaise kisi bade hero ka swagat kar rahe ho.
Us bhid ke beech unhone ek aadmi ko apne kandhon par uthaya hua tha. Uske kapde rang aur gulal se bilkul bhige hue the, chehra bhi poora rangon se dhak gaya tha. Lekin uski body language, uski adaaon me ek purana, jaana-pehchaana confidence tha.
Jab woh aadmi haath hila kar crowd ko aur bhadka raha tha, us pal Ammu, Shanu aur Zaheer ki aankhen ekdum khul gayi. Unke chehre pe pehle shock aaya, fir ek alag si pehchaan ki jhalak.
Ammu ne hichkichati hui awaaz me kaha
Yeh… yeh to…
Shanu ne uski baat kaat kar almost fasa-fasa ke bola
Haan… main bhi galat nahi dekh rahi… yeh wahi hai…
Zaheer ki mutthi apne aap kas gayi. Uski aankhen us rang se latpat chehre ko ghoor rahi thi. Ek dum se uske honton se sirf ek naam nikal pada
Zaheer
Arjun…
Jab yeh naam Zaheer ki zubaan se nikla, to Ammu aur Shanu dono ek saath ek pal ke liye jam gayi. Dono ki aankhon me shaque, darr, aur ek ajeeb si uljhan thi. Aur jo mushtanda abhi unki taraf lapak raha tha, usne bhi ulte pair peeche kadam rakha, kyunki us crowd ke beech Arjun ki entry kisi tufan se kam nahi lag rahi thi.

DJ ki beats aur dhol-nagade ka shor aasmaan ko chhune laga tha. Bhid ne Arjun ko apne kandhe par uthaya hua tha, uske charo taraf rang aur gulal ud raha tha. Filmy bihari gaano ki dhun DJ ke speaker se itni tez goonj rahi thi ki poore campus ki deewarein hilti mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Nare lag rahe the – Arjun bhaiya zindabad! Arjun bhaiya laajawab!
Har ek awaaz, har ek taal aur har ek thumke ke saath mahol aur bhi joshila hota gaya.
Arjun, jo rangon se dhak chuka tha, dono haath hawa me utha kar bhid ka utsah badha raha tha. Uski aadayein ek neta jaisi, ek hero jaisi thi. Crowd ke beech se guzar kar, unhone seedha rukh college ke static department ki taraf kiya.
Jahan tak unki yatra hoti gayi, wahan wahan poore campus ke students khidkiyon, verandah aur corridors se jhankhne lage. Kuch log haste, kuch dar ke maare chup ho gaye, aur kuch bas us naye tamashe ko dekh kar hairaan reh gaye.
DJ ki volume full blast thi – filmy bihari gaano ki dhun pe crowd naachta ja raha tha, aur static department ki taraf chalne wala woh juloos kisi baraat se kam nahi lag raha tha.
Zaheer, Ammu aur Shanu bas wahin ek taraf khade the, unki aankhon ke saamne yeh sab kuch ho raha tha. Tez beats ke beech Zaheer ki mutthi aur kas gayi. Ammu ka dil tez dhadak raha tha, aur Shanu ki aankhen ek ajeeb si ghabrahat me phas gayi thi.
Un teenon ke liye yeh pal sirf ek hi sawal ban kar samne khada tha – Arjun aakhir yeh sab dikhawa kyon kar raha hai? Aur yeh static department ki taraf aisa shor macha kar le jaane ka matlab kya hai?

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DJ ke dhol, nagade aur filmy bihari gaane beech campus ko hilaye ja rahe the. Juloos static department ke saamne rukta hai. Bhid ke beech se ek mic uthakar Arjun ne apne haath me pakad liya.
Mic jese hi uske honthon ke kareeb aaya, DJ ne volume dheere kar diya. Sab log ab bhi nachte, thirakte aur chilla rahe the, lekin sabke beech Arjun ki awaaz goonj uthi.
Arjun
Aaj se ek naye daur ki shuruaat ho rahi hai. Main, Arjun Singh, yeh ghoshna karta hoon ke main iss saal ke College Election ke liye apna form bharne aaya hoon. Aur sirf form bharne nahi, balki iss campus ko ek nayi soch, naya josh aur nayi pahchan dene ke liye aaya hoon.
Bhid ek dum se waah waah aur zindabad ke naroon me phat padti hai.
Arjun ne apna haath upar uthakar sabko shaant karaya.
Arjun
Aur sabse badi baat – main iss election me akela nahi hoon. Main unhi logon ka candidate hoon jinhone pichle saal bhi iss college ka election jeeta tha. Haan, wohi party, jisne yahan ke students ke liye apni jaan laga di thi. Aur is baar, unhone mujhe chuna hai – apna candidate banakar!
DJ ne is point par ek dhamakedar beat chala di. Sab log josh me naach uthe.
Arjun ka chehra ab ek neta ki tarah chamak raha tha, awaaz me bijli ka jhatka tha.
Arjun
Doston, mujhe pata hai tum sabko darr dikhaya jaa raha hai… kuch log apne muscles ke dum par is college ko kabza karna chahte hain. Kuch log humare sapne todna chahte hain. Lekin sun lo! Jab tak Arjun Singh zinda hai, koi bhi iss campus ki aazadi ko khatre me nahi daal sakta!
Nare goonj uthte hain – Arjun bhaiya zindabad! Humara neta kaisa ho, Arjun Singh jaisa ho!
Arjun apna josh bhara bhashan jari rakhta hai.
Arjun
Yeh ladai sirf ek kursi ki nahi hai. Yeh ladai humare haq ki hai. Yeh ladai hai iss campus ke izzat ki! Aur iss baar… yeh kursi hum jeetenge. Sirf jeetenge hi nahi, iss campus ka har ek student is fakhr se bolega ki haan, humne apna bhavishya Arjun Singh ko diya tha!
Arjun ne mic ko hawa me uchaal kar phir se pakda, aur DJ ne ek aur dhamaka kar diya. Bhid ka josh aasmaan chhoo gaya.
Zaheer, Ammu aur Shanu jo thodi door se yeh sab dekh rahe the, bas khamosh aur hairan khade rahe. Unke liye yeh sab ek nayi jung ki shuruaat thi.
Bhid ka josh apne shikhar par tha. DJ aur dhol nagade phir se ugra beats bajane lage. Arjun ko phir kandho par utha liya gaya aur poora juloos static department ke andar ki taraf badhne laga. Chaaron taraf rang, gulal aur naroon ka tufaan tha.

Montage shuru hota hai –
Arjun ke haathon me ek shining golden pen zoom shot me dikhaya jaata hai, jise wo dheere se kholta hai. Us waqt anwar madam aur baaki staff ek taraf khade hain, unke chehron par ek ajeeb sa excitement aur garv ki chhata hai.
Nikhat bhi us bheed ke ek kone me khadi hai. Uska nazar Arjun par jaa tikti hai. Arjun jab form ko samne kholta hai, tab ek pal ke liye uski aankhen seedhe Nikhat se milti hain. Us nazar me ek silent conversation chalti hai – jisme junoon bhi tha, vishwas bhi, aur ek anjana rishta bhi.
Camera close-up dikhata hai – Arjun apna pen form ke pehle khane par rakhta hai. Ek powerful pause. Phir Arjun apni khas confident style me sign kar deta hai.
Sign karte hi uske aas paas se phir se Arjun Singh Zindabad ke naare goonj uthte hain. Arjun sign ke baad bina dekhe pen ko hawa me uchhal deta hai. Pen seedha ghoomta hua ek staff ke paas girta hai aur sab taaliyon ke shor me phat padte hain.
Thodi der baad Arjun phir se kandho par uthaya jaata hai. Bhid ke chehre rang aur gulal se bhar jaate hain. DJ ka bass, dhol ka dhamaka aur gaane ek baar phir campus ko hilane lagte hain.
Bhid ka yeh karwaan, Arjun ko kandho par liye hue, naach-gana karte hue dheere dheere campus ke main gate ki taraf badhta hai. Har mod, har gali rang aur dhool ke tufaan me doob jaata hai.
Aur phir – jaise hi gate ke paar hota hai, wohi anonymous tagde log, wohi rang se sane hue chehre aur dholi, sab Arjun ke kafile ke saath hi campus se bahar nikal jaate hain.
Ek pal me jo college shaam jaisa lag raha tha – rang, gaane aur afra tafri se bhara hua – woh ekdam se khamosh ho jaata hai. Gate ke us paar Arjun aur uska juloos aage badh jaata hai, aur gate ke is paar sirf students, Ammu, Shanu aur Zaheer ek dusre ki taraf hairan aur sochte hue khade reh jaate hain.

Campus ka mahaul ekdum se thanda pad gaya tha. Dhoop se rang aur gulal abhi bhi hawa me tehr rahe the, par awaazon ka tufaan ek jhatke me khatam ho chuka tha. Gate ke uss paar Arjun ka juloos shor machata hua door jaa raha tha, aur is paar sab kuch ajeeb si khamoshi me dab gaya tha.
Zaheer ek pal tak gate ki taraf takta raha, uske chehre par uljhan bhi thi aur gussa bhi. Phir dheere se usne apni nazar Ammu aur Shanu ki taraf ghumayi.
Zaheer
Ye sab kya tha? Tum dono jaante the?
Ammu abhi bhi apni chaadar ko kas ke pakad kar khadi thi. Uska chehra rangon se bhar gaya tha, par uski aankhon me darr aur uljhan dono the. Usne nazar jhukai aur dheere se bola.
Ammu
Hume bhi nahi pata tha... bas itna samajh aa raha hai ki Arjun ne kuch bada plan kiya tha.
Shanu ne ek gehri saans li aur zaheer ki aankhon me dekh kar jawab diya.
Shanu
Aur ye anonymous log... tumne dekha na? Ye sirf college ke students nahi the. Bahar ke log the, bahut organized tareeke se aaye the. Yeh sab pehle se tayyar tha.
Zaheer ne zameen pe pair patka jaise uske andar ka gussa control se bahar nikal raha ho.
Zaheer
Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha... Arjun election me? Aur uss party ka candidate? Aur itna bada show? Ye sab bina kisi backing ke possible hi nahi hai.
Ammu ne aankhon me paani bharte hue zaheer ki taraf dekha, uski awaaz halki si kanp rahi thi.
Ammu
Zaheer... mujhe darr lag raha hai. Yeh sirf ek election ka chakkar nahi lag raha... lagta hai kuch aur hi khel ho raha hai.
Zaheer uske paas aaya, uske kandhe par haath rakha aur uski aankhon me dekh kar kaha.
Zaheer
pata nahi, lekin tum dono ko kuch dino tak safe rehna hoga
Shanu ne sir hila kar kaha.
Shanu
haan.. zaheer Sahi keh rahe ho
Zaheer ne aankhe tedi karke shanu ki taraf dekha jaise ki wo puch raha ho ki yeh sab kya tha shanu? Kya tujhe maloom tha pahle se?
Teeno ek jagah chup chaap khade rahe, jaise us khamoshi me apna apna faisla kar rahe ho. Gate ke uss paar se dhol nagade ki awaaz ab bhi kamzor si goonj rahi thi, par iss paar teeno ke dilon me ek naye toofan ka aahsaas jag raha tha.
Canteen ka mahaul abhi bhi rangon aur dhoop ki khushbu se bhara tha, lekin shor sharaba chala gaya tha. Students apne groups me chup-chup baatein kar rahe the, koi Arjun ke entry ko discuss kar raha tha, koi uske speech ke bare me. Lekin ek table ke paas achanak tanav bhar gaya.

Zaheer sidha andar aaya, uski chaal tez aur chehra tensed tha. Bina rukke wo seedha uss kone ki table tak pohcha jaha Taz apna cold drink sip kar raha tha jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Zaheer ne turant uski gardan pakad li aur uske kareeb jakar teeth ke beech se bola.
Zaheer
Yeh sab kya tha, saale?
Taz pehle toh jhatke me aaya, phir ek dum apni kursi pe aram se pichhe tik gaya, jaise usse koi farq hi na padta ho. Usne apni awaaz badal kar ek dum Bollywood hero jaise andaaz me mimicry ki.
Taz
Mujhe nahi maloom mere bhai... main toh bas ek aam admi hoon jo canteen me samosa khata hai. Arjun ke rang-gulal ke khel se mera kya lena dena?
Zaheer ki pakad aur tight ho gayi, uski aankhen gusse se bhari thi.
Zaheer
Bakwas band kar, Taz. Sach bol, saale. Tujhe uski har baat maloom hoti hai aajkal.
Taz ne halki si hansi chhodi, phir neck chhuda kar thoda style me baitha jaise koi filmy gangster dialogue bolne wala ho. Uski aankhon me ek mischievous sparkle tha.
Taz
Arre bhai... Arjun bhaiya ki planning samajhna koi aam baat nahi hai. Tum soch rahe ho main sab jaanta hoon? Main toh sirf itna jaanta hoon ki jab entry karni hoti hai, toh dhamaka hona chahiye. Aur aaj wahi hua.
Canteen me aas paas baithe kuch students chup ho gaye, unki curiosity aur badh gayi. Zaheer ne table par haath patka, uski awaaz kadak thi.
Zaheer
Main majak nahi kar raha,
Taz ek pal ke liye serious hua, usne cold drink ka glass uthaya aur dheere se sip le kar bola.
Taz
Bas itna samajh lo bhai... aaj ke baad Arjun bhaiya sirf ek player nahi rahe. Ab wo khel ke board par khud ek bada mohra ban gaye hain. Aur mohre ke moves... tumhare jaise opponents ke samajhne se pehle hi chal diye jaate hain.
Zaheer ki jaw tight ho gayi. Ammu aur Shanu, jo kuch door se ye sab dekh rahe the, ek dusre ki taraf uljhan bhari nazar se dekhte hain. Ye pakka tha
College ka purana classroom… jisme kabhi bench ki lakdiya khatakti thi, ab sirf khamoshi aur dhool ka bojh tha. Khidkiyon se dhoop ke patle patle tukde ander gir rahe the, aur hawa se udh kar purane notes ke kataray idhar udhar hil rahe the.

Isi sannate me, ek bench par Zaheer aur Shanu baithe the. Dono ke beech ki khamoshi itni gehri thi ki lag raha tha jaise purani deewar bhi unki baaton ka intezar kar rahi ho.
Zaheer ke chehre par wo rough, intense sa expression tha. Uske dono haath ghutnon par kas ke bandhe hue the, aur wo sidha Shanu ki taraf ghur raha tha.
Zaheer
Tumhe sach me kuch bhi maloom nahi tha, Shanu?
Tum Arjun ki itni close ho… aur aaj ka tamasha tumhare saamne ho gaya. Tumhe pehle se andaza bhi nahi tha?
Shanu thoda ghabra ke uski taraf dekhti hai. Uske chehre pe uljhan, aankhon me pareshani thi. Usne apna dupatta samet kar dheere se kaha.
Shanu
Zaheer… main tumhe yakeen dilati hoon… mujhe bilkul bhi nahi pata tha.
Zaheer ki jaw tight ho gayi. Usne apni ungli bench ki lakdi par chalayee jaise andar ka gussa nikal raha ho.
Shanu ki awaaz me thoda guilt tha, lekin wo apni baat par tik gayi.
Shanu
Haan, mujhe kuch bhi nahi pata. Main khud shock me hoon… mujhe laga tha wo bas tournament aur apni personal cheezon me busy hai. Tum soch bhi kaise sakte ho ki main tumse kuch chhupati?
Zaheer ne uski aankhon me ghur ke dekha, jaise uske dil ke andar tak dekhna chahta ho. Uski awaaz dheemi lekin bharay hue gusse se nikalti hai.
Zaheer
Main tum par bharosa karna chahta hoon, Shanu… lekin
Ye sunte hi Shanu ki aankhen bhar aayi, usne sir jhuka liya. Usne halki si rone wali awaaz me kaha.
Shanu
Main tumse jhoot kyu bolungi, Zaheer? Main toh khud confuse hoon
Classroom me phir ek bhari khamoshi chha gayi. Bahar corridor me students ki halke shor ki goonj aa rahi thi, lekin andar sirf un dono ki saanson ka bojh tha.
Zaheer ne apne haath ki muthi khol di aur thoda dheere se kaha.
Zaheer
waha kuch bhi ho sakta tha shanu, waha meri behen thi ammu... Tumne dekha kaise wo mota saand jaisa aadmi uski taraf aage aaya tha
Shanu ne uski taraf dekha, aankhon me abhi bhi pareshani or aansu they,
Shanu
waha main bhi thi zaheer... Or main bhi wahi expect kar rahi thi waha tumse jo ammu kar rahi thi, wo aadmi meri taraf bhi aaya tha,usne mujhe bhi ganda ishra kiya tha, bas fark itna hai ki Ammu ne tumhe bhai samajh kar bharosa kiya or maine tumhe apna pyaar
Zaheer ne ek lambi saans li, aur uska chehra sukh gaya murjha gaya, usne aage badh kar shanu ka hath pakada or uske aansu ponchhe...
Zaheer
Sorry shanu, maine tumse aise baat ki... Par tum khud dekho ki yeh sab kya tha... Or yeh arjun kin logo ka sath de raha hai... Aaj waha tum dono they kal koi or masoom bechari hogi... Tum dono ke sath to main tha, lekin har ladki ka bhai or pyaar nahi hota unhe bachane ke liye
Shanu ko uski baat samajh aati hai or uske mann me ab arjun ke liye kai sawal khade ho gaye they or ek anjana gussa bhi
Purane seminar hall ko ab Arjun aur uske supporters ne apna “strategy room” bana liya tha. Bade bade banners folded padhe the, whiteboard par slogans likhe hue the, aur kuch jagah par rang aur brush ke dabbe. Room ke beech ek lambi table thi jisme sab members baithe the.

Arjun ke aane se sab ka attention us par chala gaya. Uski aankhon me abhi bhi wo confidence tha jo thodi der pehle puri campus ko electrify kar gaya tha.
Tabhi ek aadmi uth kar uske paas aaya – party head. Aged tha, chhati thodi jhuki hui, aankhen tez aur awaaz me wo khurdura pan jo tajurbe se aata hai. Usne Arjun ki pith par zor se haath rakha.
Party Head
Shabash, ladke. Aaj tune wo kar dikhaya jo yeh naya khoon aksar karne se darta hai.
Speech nahi thi wo… jung ka nara tha. Mujhe to laga tha students bas tamasha dekhne aayenge, par tune unke khoon ko garam kar diya.
Arjun ke chehre par halka sa muskaan tha, usne sir jhuka kar respect se kaha.
Arjun
Sir, maqsad yahi tha… unhe jagana tha.
Party Head ki aankhen chamki, usne apni ungli Arjun ke seene par thokte hue kaha.
Party Head
Jaga toh diya hai tu ne… ab ise zinda rakhna teri zimmedari hai. Yeh bheed jo tere saath nikalti hai na… yeh utni hi jaldi bikhar bhi sakti hai. Yeh log jazbaat se chalte hain, aur jazbaat ek hi chhoti si ghalti pe ulta bhi padh jata hai.
Arjun ne gehri saans le kar sir hila diya.
Arjun
Mujhe samajh hai sir. Main ready hoon unke liye aur aage ka har kadam soch samajh kar loonga.
Party Head ne ek chhoti hansi chhodi, jaise usse naya soldier mil gaya ho.
Party Head
Mujhe teri aankhon me wo junoon dikh raha hai jo ek neta ko chahiye. Yaad rakh… neta ban’na ek din ka kaam nahi, aur kursi ka jadoo sab se khatarnak nasha hai. Agar tu apne aap par kabu rakh gaya… toh koi tujhe rok nahi paayega.
Room me baaki members bhi taaliyan bajane lage, ek naya energy ka daur aa gaya. Arjun khamoshi se sab dekh raha tha, uski soch ab ek kadam aage nikal chuki thi.
Party Head ne table par haath patka aur awaaz thodi aur rough kar ke bola.
Party Head
Kal se hum campaign aur strong karenge. Posters, rallies, aur har department me tere bande hone chahiye. Jo bhi Arjun ke khilaf bole… uska jawab jazbaat se nahi, strategy se dena. Yeh samajh le, ab tere khilaf keval dushman nahi… toofan bhi khada hoga.
Arjun ne uski aankhon me dekh kar bas ek hi lafz kaha.
Arjun
Main tayyar hoon.
Room me ek bar phir claps aur slogans gungune lage.

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Sham ka waqt tha. Shanu ghar aayi toh drawing room abhi bhi shaant tha. Madhu kitchen me bartan samet rahi thi, Pratap akhbaar padhe baitha tha. Arjun apna bag sofa par phenka aur sidha apne room ki taraf chala gaya, jaise din bhar ka hero ab thoda relax lena chahta ho.
Lekin uske peechhe Shanu tez kadam uthate hue aayi. Uske chehre par abhi bhi gussa tha, aankhon me wohi intense sawal jo din bhar se dabaye hue the.
Shanu
Arjun!
Arjun ne palat kar dekha, uske tone se hi samajh gaya ki ab ek lecture start hone wala hai. Wo door ke frame par aaram se tik gaya, shirt ke button kholte hue muskaan ke saath bola.
Arjun
Aha, madam shuru ho gayi. Ab bolo… kya case file karne aayi ho mujhpe?
Shanu ne haath kamar par rakhe.
Shanu
Case file karna chahiye tha tujhe dekh kar. Arjun, yeh kya nautanki thi? Dhol nagade, gulal, bheed, DJ… pura college mela ban gaya tha. Ye koi election ka form bharne ka tareeqa hota hai?
Arjun ne sir jhuka kar hansi dabaayi, jaise uske taunts uske liye ek comedy show ho.
Arjun
Aur kya karta? Silent entry leta aur form bhar ke aa jata? Tab kaun yaad rakhta Arjun ko? Politics me shuruat hi dhamaka hone chahiye, warna log samajhte hain yeh bhi bheed ka hissa hai.
Shanu ne aankhen ghumayi, gussa aur badh gaya.
Shanu
Mujhe ye sab stunt lag raha hai. Tumhe pata bhi hai college ke teachers kya soch rahe honge? Aur students… unko tumhari leadership chahiye ya tumhara drama?
Arjun ne casual andaaz me apna bag uthaya aur bed par daal diya. Uska tone abhi bhi halki shararat bhara tha.
Arjun
Drama nahi Shanu… impression. Aur mujhe laga tumhe to khushi hogi ki tumhare bhai ko pura college support kar raha hai.
Shanu
Support? (usne tikhhi awaaz me kaha) Ya bas tamasha dekhne aaye the? Tumhe lagta hai sab tumhari talwar ki tarah khinch jaayenge? Arjun, neta banna sirf bheed jodna nahi hota… zimmedari bhi hoti hai.
Arjun ek second ke liye rukha, uski aankhon me thoda sa sparkle tha jaise Shanu ke words usse challenge kar rahe ho. Phir wo dheere se hansa aur bola.
Arjun
Relax, behen. Tumhara bhai khud se badi zimmedari kisi ko nahi deta. Tum tension mat lo. Abhi to bas shuruat hai… asli khel abhi baaki hai.
Shanu uske tone se aur irritate ho gayi. Usne finally haath utha kar bola.
Shanu
Bas Arjun. Tum kabhi bhi kisi baat ko serious nahi lete. Tumhe lagta hai tum invincible ho, lekin ek din yeh overconfidence tumhe bahut mehenga padega.
Arjun ne halki muskaan ke saath uski baat sun li, lekin jawab nahi diya. Wo bas apne bed par let gaya jaise uski har baat ko hawa me uda raha ho.
Arjun bed par aada let kar phone scroll kar raha tha, jaise Shanu ke lecture ka uspar zara bhi asar na hua ho. Lekin Shanu abhi ruki nahi thi. Usne darwaza pakad kar band kar diya aur phir seedhe uske paas aayi. Aankhon me wohi gussa aur dard, dono mila hua.

Shanu
Aur ek baat… tujhe pata bhi hai aaj college me kya hua? Woh gunde jo crowd me the… woh seedha mere paas aaye the. Mujhe dhakka dene ki koshish ki. Agar main sambhalti nahi to…
Arjun ne apna phone side me rakha aur utha, uski aankhen ab thodi tez chamak rahi thi.
Arjun
Unhe maloom nahi tha ki tu meri behen hai, Shanu. Agar hota… to wo tujhe chhoo bhi nahi sakte the. Tujhe darne ki zarurat nahi thi.
Shanu ka gussa ab phat pada.
Shanu
Yeh kya bakwaas hai, Arjun? Matlab agar main teri behen na hoti to unke liye sab allowed hota? Tum jaante ho tum kya bol rahe ho? Tere liye meri izzat sirf isliye safe hai kyunki tu Arjun hai? Aur baaki ladkiyan? Unki koi value nahi?
Arjun ek second ke liye chup ho gaya. Uska chehra ab bhi confident tha, lekin Shanu ke shabd uske liye ek thoda tough blow the.
Phir Shanu ka tone aur bhi brittle ho gaya, uske chehre par aankhon ke kinaare bhar aaye.
Shanu
Aur ek baat aur… tumhe lagta hai mujhe dikhayi nahi diya? Saare ladke milkar mere peeche haath se signal kar rahe the, hans rahe the… mera mazak uda rahe the. Sabko laga main bhi tere show ka hissa hoon. Tumhe pata bhi hai mujhe kitni insult feel hui?
Arjun ka expression pehle thoda soft hua, phir usne khud ko sambhala aur phir se apna wohi half-smile banayi.
Arjun
Logo ka kaam hai hasna, chillana. Tum unki wajah se weak feel karogi to wo jeet gaye. Shanu, tum meri behen ho… tumhe samajhna hoga ki jab main spotlight me aata hoon to tum bhi uska hissa ban jaati ho.
Shanu uski baat sun kar aur bhi zyada chilayi.
Shanu
Bas Arjun! Tumhe sirf apni image ki parwah hai. Tumhe is baat ki parwah hi nahi ki meri izzat ke saath khel hua. Tum hamesha mazak bana kar nikal jaate ho… lekin ek din tumhe samajh aayega ki sab kuch tumhari mardo-wali ego aur power ke aas paas nahi ghoomta.
Shanu ne yeh keh kar darwaza zor se band kiya aur room se nikal gayi.
Arjun ek pal ke liye uske words ko sochta raha. Uska chehra ab bilkul neutral tha—na regret, na guilt. Sirf wohi soch jisme har criticism ek aur challenge ban jata tha.
Usne apne phone ka screen dobara unlock kiya, party ke messages khole aur halki muskaan ke saath dheere se bola…
Arjun
Yeh toh bas shuruat hai.

Dining table par sab shant baithe the. Madhu rotiyan sek kar la rahi thi, Shanu plate me daal dal rahi thi, aur Arjun bilkul relaxed mood me, jaise kuch hua hi na ho, chair pe ek haath rakh kar baitha tha.
Pratap ne thoda waqt chup rehne ke baad apni nazar Arjun par daali. Uski awaaz aaj zyada serious thi, woh fatherly tone jisme pyaar bhi tha aur ek kasak bhi.
Pratap
Beta… humse to puch leta. Politics kya chiz hai, ye sab hum achhi tarah jaante hain. Agar tujhe jaana hi tha, hum tujhe rokte nahi. Jo karna chahta hai usme tera sath dete. Lekin ek baat samajh nahi aati… apna football career chhod kar tu is taraf kyun ja raha hai?
Table par ek chhota sa silence cha gaya. Shanu ne chhuri-chammach rok diye, Madhu ne palat kar Arjun ki taraf dekha.
Arjun bas halka sa hans pada, wohi beparwah confident smile ke saath. Usne daal ka ek bite liya aur plate me aaraam se baitha raha, jaise question uske liye koi badi baat hi na ho.
Arjun
Football career kabhi mera tha hi nahi, Papa. Ground par main khelta tha… par asli khel to yaha hai. Jahan power hai, jahan asli game hai. Aur mujhe wahi jeetna hai.
Pratap kuch seconds tak uska chehra dekhta raha. Arjun ke tone me wohi thandak thi jo usse aur zyada intense banati thi. Pratap ne saans andar kheench kar chhodi, phir apni plate ki taraf nazar ghumayi.
Usne aage kuch nahi bola. Dinner ki khamoshi wapas laut aayi. Sirf bartan ki khanak aur fan ki ghoomti awaaz sunayi deti rahi.
Arjun ne apni smile zara aur gehri kar di, jaise usne conversation pe ek invisible full stop laga diya ho.
Raat ko ghar khamosh tha. Sab apne-apne kamre me chale gaye the. Pratap newspaper khol kar baith gaya tha, Shanu apne room me diary likh rahi thi.

Madhu dheere se Arjun ke kamre ke darwaze par aayi. Knock nahi kiya, bas halki si ungli se darwaza dhakka diya aur andar aa gayi. Arjun bed par aada letkar mobile scroll kar raha tha, jaise koi tension hi na ho.
Madhu uske paas aayi aur bed ke kone par baith gayi. Uska chehra soft tha, lekin andar chinta gehri thi.
Madhu
Beta… politics me gaye, theek hai. Lekin jo kuchh aaj college me hua, dhol, nagade, juloos… yeh sab dekh kar dil ghabra gaya. Tu samajhta hai na, politics koi khel nahi hai. Yeh galiyon ka safar football ground se zyada khatarnak hai.
Arjun ne phone side par rakha aur sidha apni maa ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon me wohi calm confidence tha, jo uski baaton ko aur gehra bana deta tha.
Arjun
Maa, aapko yaad hai jab main bachpan me football khelne jaata tha aur pehli baar ground pe gira tha? Aapne kaha tha, girne se daro mat, kyunki jo khiladi girne se darte hain, wo kabhi champion nahi bante.
Madhu ne haan me sar hilaaya, uske chehre pe woh purani yaad ki softness aa gayi.
Arjun thoda seedha baith gaya, apne haath se maa ka haath pakad kar uske palm pe ungli ghumate hue baat aage badhata hai.
Arjun
Maa, abhi bhi wahi ground hai… bas khel badal gaya hai. Pehle ball ke peeche daudta tha, ab logon ke peeche daudna hai. Pehle goal karne ke liye takraata tha, ab power ke liye. Aur champion wahi banta hai jo dare bina khelta hai.
Madhu ki aankhon me aansuon ki nami aa gayi. Arjun ke tone me ek ajeeb sa determination tha, jaise wo maa ko bas samjha nahi raha, balki apna raasta justify kar raha ho.
Arjun aur nazdeek hokar halka sa muskara diya.
Arjun
Aapne hi sikhaya tha na maa… jo bhi karna, champion banna. Football ho ya politics… main haarne ke liye khelne nahi utarta.
Madhu bas uska chehra dekhti reh gayi. Uske dil me darr tha, lekin Arjun ki baaton me jo jazba tha, usne uske muh se aage shabd nikalne hi nahi diye. Usne bas apna haath Arjun ke sar par rakh diya, jaise dua de rahi ho.
Arjun ne aankhen band kar li aur ek lamhe ke liye maa ke haath ki warmth me khud ko ghula diya.

Raat ka waqt tha. Zaheer terrace par kursi dal kar baitha hua tha, thoda soch me dooba. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Usne dekha, Ammu chup-chaap neeche se pani ka glass le kar aa rahi thi. Uske kadam dheere the, jaise man me kuch bojh ho.
Zaheer
Ammu… tu abhi tak jaagi hai?
Ammu ne ek chhoti si muskaan banayi, lekin aankhon me tension saaf thi. Usne glass apne bhai ke samne rakha aur terrace ki railing se tek lagakar khadi ho gayi.
Zaheer uski taraf dekh kar serious tone me bola.
Zaheer
Main dekh raha tha… aaj din bhar tu zyada chup-chap rahi. Us gunde ne jo harkat ki, usne tujhe dara diya na?
Ammu pal bhar ke liye uski aankhon me dekhi, phir nazar jhuka li. Usne kuch kaha nahi. Sirf ek halki si haan jaisi neck movement ki. Zaheer ne samjha ki uski behen abhi bhi uss badtameezi ke scene se pareshaan hai.
Zaheer ne gehra saans liya, apne tone me thoda protectiveness bhar kar bola.
Zaheer
Tu tension mat le… main hoon na. Kal se dekh, un jaise log college ke aas paas bhi nahi dikhenge. Main sab dekh lunga.
Ammu ne apne hoth bhinche aur chhupakar apna dil dabaya. Dar sach me tha, lekin gunde ka nahi. Wo darr toh bas ek excuse tha jo zaheer ko dikha diya. Uske dil ke andar asli khauf Arjun ke liye tha… uski speeches, uska julus, uska naya safar. Usne socha, agar yeh rasta usko nuksaan pohcha de toh? Agar kal ko unhi gundon se, ya us raajneeti ki aag se, Arjun khud hi jakhmi ho gaya toh?
Ammu ke dil me yeh baat tufan ki tarah chal rahi thi, lekin usne apne chehre par kuch nahi dikhne diya. Sirf ek mask banaya aur halki si awaaz me kaha.
Ammu
Haan Bhai… mujhe pata hai, aap ho toh kuch nahi hoga.
Zaheer ne pyaar se uske sir pe haath rakha, jaise assurance de raha ho.
Zaheer
Tu bas tension chhod de. Main hoon na.
Ammu ne chhupakar apne dil ko samjhane ki koshish ki. Lekin uske andar ek ajeeb si bechaini thi… jaise kisi ki rooh se judi hui ho. Arjun ka khayal uske mann se ja hi nahi raha tha.
Raat ka waqt tha. Ammu apne kamre ki roshni kam kar ke bistar ke kinare baithi thi. Khidki se bahar chandni aa rahi thi, aur uske chehre par ek udaasi jhalak rahi thi. Aaj uski aankhon me wo pyaar bhara intezaar nahi tha jo roz Arjun ke liye hota tha. Aaj uske dil me ek aur darr tha, ek aur kasak.

Uska bistar ab bhi usi tarah sajha hua tha jaise wo chahti thi ki Arjun kabhi bhi aa jaye aur uske paas baith jaye. Lekin iss raat ka intezaar alag tha. Aaj wo apne cuddle ke liye nahi, balki usse samjhane ke liye ruki thi.
Ammu ne apne dil me khud se kaha
Arjun… tu samajh kyu nahi raha. Tu saaf dil ka insaan hai, tujhe is rajniti ke khel me kya lena. Yaha sirf dhokha hai, dushmani hai, khatra hai. Tu… tu is jagah ke layak hi nahi.
Usne apni diary kholi aur likhne lagi, jaise Arjun ke liye chitthi likh rahi ho. Har line me ek kasak thi.
Tu khud ko samajhta hai strong… par tere dil ki safai hi teri kamzori banegi. Jo log taaliyan baja rahe hain na teri speeches par, wahi kal ko tujhe neeche kheench lenge. Tujhe football ke ground par hona chahiye, jahan tera asli rang dikhai deta hai, na ki in kursiyon aur slogans ke beech.
Ammu ne pen rakh diya aur diary band kar di. Usne ek gehra saans liya aur apna chehra takiye me daba liya. Uske dil me bas ek hi khwaish thi – ki Arjun aaj aaye aur wo usse rokte-rokte rula de, keh de ki is raaste se laut jaa.
Wo intezaar kar rahi thi, jaise har awaaz par uske dil me ek chingari jagti. Darwaze ki halki si khat-khat, hawaa ki sarsarahat… sab me usse lagta Arjun aaya. Lekin waqt guzar raha tha aur Arjun nahi aa raha tha.
Ammu ki aankhen nam ho gayi. Usne dil hi dil me dua ki god
Arjun ko samjhade. Uska dil saf hai, usse yeh raasta barbaad kar dega.
Aur wo apni chadar me lipat kar chup ho gayi… par uski raat ka intezaar ab bhi zinda tha.


Us purani anonymous building ka hall phir se jagmagata tha, lekin is baar mahaul aur bhi bhari tha. Bade bade table par rakhhe kagaz, files aur posters scattered the, cigarette ke dhuen se kamra dhundhla lag raha tha. Ek bade se pankhe ki khad khad awaaz aur beech beech me kursiyon ke khisakne ki kharak, dono cheezein andar ka tanav aur badhati thi.
Ek aadmi file kholta hai aur aankh utha kar sabko dekhta hai
Arjun Singh ka form officially submit ho gaya hai. Ab is baat ko halki tarah lene ka sawal hi paida nahi hota.
Sab ke chehre par ek chinta ki lakeer ubhar aati hai. Ek ne haath jod kar kaha
Aap sab khud dekh rahe ho uski speechon ka asar. Us ladke ne sirf college nahi, pura sheher ka youth kheenchna shuru kar diya hai. Agar usne zara sa bhi time nikala aur campaign me jaan daali… election uske haath me hoga.
Dusre ne zyada gusse bhare lehje me bola
Yeh ladka aam contestant nahi hai. Iske paas ek junoon hai jo logon ko khinchta hai. Aur sabse badi baat, iska record bilkul saaf hai. Iske khilaf koi bhi purana daag nahi milta.
Sab ek dusre ki taraf dekha-dekhi karte rahe. Khauf sirf ek wajah se tha – Arjun ke saamne khada hone wala koi strong naam unke paas nahi tha.
Tabhi ek senior member, jo hamesha chup rehta tha, aage jhuk kar dheere se bola
Agar humne abhi koi strong contender nahi nikala… to Arjun Singh ki jeet tai hai. Aur uske baad…......
Aakhri bench pe baitha ek aadmi cigarette ka dhuaan bahar phenkta hai aur bas itna kehta hai
Yeh ladka sirf election nahi ladega… yeh pura khel palat dega. Aur agar humne rokne ki koshish nahi ki… to kal hum sab sirf darshak ban kar rah jayenge.
Room me bhaari hawa aur tez ho gayi, jaise har ek ko samajh aa gaya ho – khatra samne hi khada hai

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Subah ka waqt tha. College ka mahol hamesha ki tarah shor sharabe se bhara hua tha, lekin aaj us shor me ek alag hi rang tha. Har taraf naye posters, naye flags aur nayi energy phail rahi thi.
College ke main gate ke bahar sabse bada poster lagaya gaya tha — Arjun Singh ki tasveer, neeche bold aksharon me likha hua “Naya soch, naya hausla – Arjun Singh”. Gate ke andar jaate hi har diwar, notice board aur pillar par uske naam ke nारे, slogans aur flags latka diye gaye the.
Supporters ke groups loudspeaker ke bina apne gale ki awaaz se nारे lagate ghoom rahe the
Supporters
Arjun Singh zindabad!
Arjun Singh ek hi naam!
Unke haath me flags the jo hawa me jhandon ki tarah lahrate ja rahe the.
Campus ke andar students ke beech me halki halki garmagarmi thi. Kuch log bahut excited the, kuch thoda irritate, aur kuch bas curious the ki yeh sab kis taraf le jaayega.
Ek ladka apne doston se bola
Yaar, is bande ne to sach me hawa bana di. Dekh, college ke andar hi campaign start ho gaya. Ab to lagta hai election interesting hone wala hai.
Dusra friend hansta hai
Interesting? Bhai, ab to lagta hai election ek taraf ho gaya. Arjun ke supporters ki energy dekh…
Is beech se Arjun khud aata hai. Safed kurta-pajama pehne, ek halka sa confident smile uske chehre par. Jis taraf se guzarta hai, log khud hi jhuke bina ruk nahi pate. Koi haath milata hai, koi shoulder tap karta hai.
Arjun bas seedha chalta ja raha tha, lekin uske supporters ki awaaz aur tez hoti ja rahi thi.
Supporters
Humara neta kaisa ho – Arjun Singh jaisa ho!
Iss poore jazbati mahaul ke peeche, ek corner me Zaheer khada sab kuch observe kar raha tha. Uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi – na to wo cheer kar raha tha, na hi ignore. Bas door se dekh raha tha ke kaise Arjun college ka centre ban chuka tha.

Campus ke andar posters aur slogans ki goonj abhi bhi hawa me gungun rahi thi. Subah ka dhoop puri tarah se chadh gaya tha, aur flags hawa me jhoolte hue aur tez chamak rahe the.
Ammu apni books lekar canteen ki taraf ja rahi thi. Har taraf Arjun ke naam ka shor sunai de raha tha. Uske supporters josh me slogans chillate ghoom rahe the.
Supporters
Arjun Singh… zindabad!
Arjun Singh… ek hi naam!
Ammu ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Uski aankhon me wo sham ki tasveer ubhar aayi jab usne Arjun ko gundo ke saamne khade hote dekha tha. Uska jazbati, ziddi aur khud ko khatre me daal dene wala roop. Dil hi dil me uska ek ajeeb sa darr phir se jaag gaya.
Usne dheere se apne dupatte ko aur kas ke khinch liya aur seedhi taraf chalne lagi, par har slogan jaise uske dil ki dhadkan badha raha tha.
Ammu apne aap se hi dheemi awaaz me boli
Yeh sab… yeh Arjun ke liye theek nahi hai. Uske liye yeh jagah hi galat hai…
Uske kadam tez ho gaye. Lekin jahan bhi dekh rahi thi, usi ke posters chipke hue the. Uska chehra, uski tasveer, uski aankhon ka wo confident look. Usne ek poster ke samne apne kadam roke, thoda der us tasveer ko dekhti rahi.
Uski aankhon me darr ke saath ek aur ehsaas tha – ek chinta jo usne kisi se bayan nahi ki thi.
Ammu dheere se fasaana jaisi awaaz me boli
Arjun… tu khud ko samajhta kyun nahi… yeh rasta teri rooh ko cheen lega…
Ek taraf slogans ki goonj aur supporters ka josh, dusri taraf Ammu ka khamosh darr – dono ek hi waqt me college ke hawa ko bhar rahe the.
College ke lawn ke paas Zaheer aur uske do-teen doston ka chhota circle bana hua tha. Aas-paas Arjun ke supporters posters chipka rahe the, flags lagaa rahe the, aur slogans chilla rahe the. Hawa me ek political campaign ka shor tha.

Zaheer apni jacket ki pocket me haath dale khada tha, aankhen seedha Arjun ke banner pe tikki hui thi jisme bold letters me likha tha – Arjun Singh for President. Uske chehre par ek kadwi muskaan thi.
Doston me se ek bola
Yaar Zaheer… dekh kitna tej ho gaya hai ye banda. Kal tak football… aaj politics.
Dusra dost thoda sarcastic hansi ke saath
Aur supporters bhi dekh… pura stadium bhar jaaye itne hain. Lagta hai election aasan si baazi ban gaya uske liye.
Zaheer ne halki se gardan ghumayi, uski awaaz me ek rough intensity thi
Aasaan? … Iske liye? Haan, dikh raha hai sabko. Lekin tum log ye samajh lo, agar koi isse rokne wala nahi mila… to kal tak college iske posters se hi saans lega.
Usne ek lambi saans chhodi, aankhen thodi naram hui jaise andar hi andar kuch soch raha ho.
Zaheer dheere se bola
Mujhe pata hai Arjun ko underestimate karna galti hogi. Par… wo kahan ja raha hai, ye bhi wo khud nahi samajh raha.
Ek dost mazaak me hansi karte hue
Tujhe kyu itna tension hai bhai? Tu kyu apna sir dard bana raha hai is bande ke liye?
Zaheer ki aankhen tez ho gayi. Usne thoda jor se bola
Tension nahi hai. Bas… main use sabke saamne girte hue nahi dekh sakta.
Ek awkward khamoshi chhayi. Uske doston ko samajh nahi aaya ke Zaheer ka matlab sach me concern hai ya ek dusre level ka ego.
Zaheer ne apna bag uthaya, thoda door chal diya. Piche doston ke chehre par confusion tha, par uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa mix tha – gussa, concern, aur andar hi andar ek khud se ladaai.

College ke piche ka garden hamesha se shant jagah maana jaata tha. Pedon ki ghani chhaya, mitti ki halki khushboo aur door se sunai deti kabootron ki awaaz… sab kuch shaant tha. Lekin us shaanti ke beech, ek kone ki bench par Shanu akeli baithi thi, sir jhuka kar apni ungliyon se bench ke lakdi par bina matlab ke lakeeren banati hui.

Kal raat ki baat abhi tak uske dimag me goonj rahi thi. Zaheer ka rough tone, uska accuse karne jaisa tareeka… Shanu ko chubh gaya tha. Usne socha tha ke shayad wo uski taraf samajh se dekhega, lekin ulta usne hi usse doshi jaisa treat kar diya.

Uske dimaag me ek hi line baar-baar chal rahi thi — tumhe sab maloom tha, hai na?
Uske dil ko thoda tod diya tha.

Aankhon me nami thi, par usne aaspaas dekha aur palak jhuka li. Koi na dekh le, isliye apne aansoon ko aankhon ki kona se anguli se chhupke se saaf kar diya.

Usne ek lambi saans li aur socha… main hi kyu har jagah atak jaati hoon? Jab main kisi ka saath dena chahti hoon to wohi shak karte hain. Aur Arjun bhi… uske karan mujhe hi sabke saamne embarrassment uthani padti hai.

Garden me hawa tez chalne lagi. Shanu ke baalon ki kuch lattein uske chehre pe chipak gayi, usne haath se hataa di, lekin uske chehre ka udaaspan aur thoda gehra ho gaya.

Bas wahi akeli, pedon ke beech chup-chap bethi thi. Jaise uske andar ek bada sa bojh daba hua ho jo kisi se keh bhi nahi pa rahi thi.
Canteen ka mahol usual shor sharabe se bhara tha. Students ke chhote chhote groups idhar udhar table par baithe baatein kar rahe the. Ek kone wali table par Ammu, Shanu, Zaheer aur Taz pehle se hi baithe the, apni apni baaton me doobe hue. Lekin jaise hi canteen ka darwaza zor se khula, sabki nazar ekdum us taraf mud gayi.

Arjun andar aaya. Uske aate hi jaise hawa me ek alag si energy bhar gayi. Uske chehre par wahi confident, thoda careless si smile thi. Direct sidha ek table ki taraf gaya aur bina kuch soche uspe chadh kar khada ho gaya.
Sab students ekdum se hila gaye, pehle halki si silence hui, fir dheere dheere ek bheed uske aas paas ikatthi hone lagi. Jaise kisi neta ke speech ke liye janta bheedti ho.
Arjun ne apni awaz buland ki
Arjun
Chalo… batao apni apni problem kya hai. Main yahin hoon. Tumhara hi bhai hoon, tumhara hi dost… aur tumhara hi neta bhi.
Canteen ekdum se slogans aur shor se bhar gaya. Kuch ladke chillaye Arjun bhai zindabad! kuch ladkiyan haste hue mobile se record karne lagi. Ek ladka aage badh kar bola ki hostel ka khana bekaar hai, dusra bola ki teachers attendance me unfair hai, teesra bola ground ki facilities ke khilaaf shikayat karne laga.
Arjun har ek ki baat ek neta ke jaise haan me haan milakar sun raha tha, beech beech me apne strong expressions dekar kehta
Arjun
Bas, yehi to hai mera kaam. Tumhari awaaz uthana. Tumhari baat aage tak pahunchana.
Uske tone me ek ajeeb mix tha — ek taraf ek real leader jaisa jazba, doosri taraf ek film hero jaisi style.
Canteen ke ek kone me baithe Zaheer ke chehre par khamoshi saaf tha, uske haath table ke niche ruk gaye. Shanu ka chehra serious aur thoda thaka hua tha, uske liye ye sab ek natak lag raha tha. Ammu bas chup thi, uski aankhen ek pal ke liye Arjun par ruk gayi, phir usne apni nazar neeche kar li.
Aur Taz, jaise hamesha, Arjun ke dramatic entry par impress ho gaya tha aur apne style me doston se bol raha tha… yeh banda to asli hero hai yaar.
Canteen ke andar ka mahol ab ekdum election campaign jaisa lag raha tha. Posters ke beech, slogans ke beech, aur sabke faces par curiosity ke beech, Arjun ek table par khada tha… bilkul waisa hi jaise koi apna stage capture kar leta hai.
Canteen ka shor abhi tak khatam nahi hua tha. Students abhi bhi Arjun ke slogans me busy the. Wo table se neeche utar kar crowd me ghulne laga, log use ghurne lagte, kuch uske kandhe pakad kar apni baatein karne lagte.

Ammu apni table se dheere se uthi. Uske chehre par ek alag si ghabrahat thi, lekin aankhon me ek determination bhi. Usne Shanu aur Zaheer ki taraf dekha, lekin kuch bole bina sidha Arjun ki taraf chal di.
Uski chaal me jaldi thi, jaise wo apna decision le chuki ho — aaj use Arjun se baat karni hi hai. Ye sab drama, ye sab netagiri… ye Arjun ka asli raasta nahi tha, aur Ammu yeh samjhana chahti thi.
Arjun us waqt bas ek ladke ki baat sun raha tha, jo library ke issues par chillaa raha tha. Tabhi uski nazar ek pal ke liye Ammu par padi. Wo seedhe usi ki taraf aa rahi thi. Arjun ke chehre par ek instant softness aayi, jaise sab shor sharabe ke beech usne bas usi ko mehsoos kiya ho.
Arjun apne kadam Ammu ki taraf badhane hi wala tha ki tabhi achanak ek aur bheed uske aas paas aa gayi. Dus–pandarh students ekdum se usse ghair liye, sab apni apni problems le kar. Kisi ne uska haath khinch liya, kisi ne uske kandhe ko jhatka diya aur chillane lage — Arjun bhai suno na! Arjun bhai idhar dekho!
Ammu bas do kadam door thi usse. Usne ek pal ke liye haath aage badhaya, jaise Arjun ko rokna chahti ho, lekin ek tez dhakka usse peeche kar gaya. Wo apni jagah par ruki, bheed ne uska raasta puri tarah band kar diya.
Arjun abhi bhi us bheed ke beech me atka hua tha. Uski aankhen Ammu ko dhoondh rahi thi, aur ek do baar usne zordaar awaz me kaha
Arjun
Ruko… zara side ho jao…
Uske chehre par ek clear concern tha — wo Ammu tak pahunchna chahta tha. Lekin bheed aur tez hoti gayi, slogans aur shor ke beech Arjun uske ekdum paas hote hue bhi Ammu se door hota gaya.
Ammu ab usse clearly nahi dekh pa rahi thi. Uski aankhen halki si nam ho gayi, jaise andar se kuch tut raha ho. Usne peeche mudkar ek thandi saans li aur dheere dheere bheed se door nikal gayi.
Aur Arjun, us bheed ke beech khada, uske chehre par ek ajeeb si bechaini thi — jaise usne apna sabse zaroori pal, sabse zaroori baat, us bheed me kho di ho.

Campus ke subah ka manzar ekdum alag tha. Har taraf bas Arjun ke posters chipke hue the. Bade bade flags hawa me jhul rahe the, slogans poster ke shabd jaise har diwaar se goonj rahe the. Canteen ke raaste se le kar library tak, har taraf ek hi chehra tha — Arjun ka.
Us bheed ke beech se do silhouettes nikle. Ek ladka, ek ladki. Dono ke chehre dhundh mein chhupaye hue, jaise aam students ki bheed me ghul mil jaana chahte ho.
Ladki ne ek poster ke saamne ruk kar dheere se dekha. Arjun ki muskaan, uske nara, uske supporters ki tasveeren… sab usse ek ajeeb si ghabrahat de rahe the. Usne apne dupatte ko kas ke lapet liya, aur halki si fufkar se kaha
Ladki
Yeh tezi… yeh hawa… mujhe samajh nahi aa raha, sab itna tez kyu ho raha hai…
Uske shabd almost ek kampan ke saath nikle. Uski ungliyaan halki si kaanp rahi thi.
Ladke ne ek pal ke liye uski taraf dekha, bina kuch bole uska haath apne haath me le liya. Ungliyon ki wo girah uski bechaini ko thoda rok gayi. Fir wo thoda jhuk kar uski aankhon me seedha dekhte hue dheere se bola
Ladka
Chup raho… aur yaad rakho, hum yahan apna kaam karne aaye hain. Aur ab peeche mudne ka waqt nahi hai.
Ek pal ko ladki ki saansein tez ho gayi, lekin ladke ki aankhon ki sakhti aur uske haath ki grip ne use ek ajnabi si himmat di. Dono ne ek baar aur charo taraf dekha — har taraf Arjun ka chehra unhe ghur raha tha.
Phir bina aur deri kiye, ladka uska haath mazbooti se pakad kar seedha chal diya. Dono sidhe ek hi raaste ki taraf badhne lage — Static Department.
Campus ki bheed unke aas paas chal rahi thi, lekin unki chaal ekdum alag, ekdum khaamosh thi. Jaise wo kisi aur mission me ghul gaye ho.

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Campus ke ek shant kone me, ek purane neem ke ped ke niche, Ammu akeli bethi thi. Subah ki dhoop ped ki patton ke beech se zameen par chhan chhan kar gir rahi thi, lekin Ammu ke chehre par ek thakan aur udaasi thi jo us roshni se bhi halka nahi ho rahi thi. Uski nazar bas zameen par giri hui ek sukhhi patte par atki thi, jaise uske dil ki haalaton ki tasveer ho.
Tabhi Shanu dheere dheere uske paas aayi. Usne Ammu ko aise chup chap dekh kar turant samajh liya ki yeh khamoshi sirf thakaan ki nahi hai.
Shanu
Ammu… tum yahan kyun akeli baithi ho?
Ammu ne bas halka sa sar uthaya, uski aankhon me nami si thi. Do pal chup rehne ke baad usne dheere se kaha
Ammu
Shanu… tumne dekha na… kal canteen me… usne sab se baat ki, sab ki sunhi… lekin mujhse? Mujhse ek shabd bhi nahi kaha. Do din se… do din se woh mujhse milne bhi nahi aaya.
Uski awaaz halki si tuta gayi. Shanu ne paas baith kar uska haath apne haath me liya.
Shanu
Ammu… ho sakta hai woh busy ho, tumhe pata hai abhi uske upar kitna pressure hai.
Ammu ne zor se sir hilaya, jaise yeh jawab usse aur zyada chubh gaya ho.
Ammu
Busy? Par Shanu… woh hamesha aata tha, chahe kitna bhi busy ho. Mujhe dekh kar… ek pal ke liye hi sahi… lekin aata tha. Aur ab… ab lagta hai jaise main uske liye koi hoon hi nahi.
Shanu uski aankhon me wo gehra dard dekh rahi thi jo Ammu lafzon se chhupa nahi pa rahi thi.
Ammu ne dheere se apna haath dil par rakha, jaise uski dhadkan usse khud bata rahi ho.
Ammu
Mujhe darr lagta hai Shanu… darr is baat ka nahi ki woh mujhe bhool gaya… balki is baat ka ki woh apne aapko kho raha hai. Uske aas paas ka mahaul, woh posters, woh slogans… sab usse mujhse door kheench rahe hain.
Ek aansoo uske gaal par behta chala gaya.
Shanu ne usse apni taraf kheench kar gale se lagaya.
Shanu
Ammu… tumhara darr sahi hai ya galat, yeh waqt hi batayega. Par ek baat main tumhe keh sakti hoon… Arjun chahe kitna bhi badal jaaye, uske dil ka ek hissa sirf tumhare liye hai.
Ammu ne aankhein band kar li, jaise us pal Shanu ki baat pe vishwas karna hi uske liye sabse bada sahara tha.

Subah ka campus ab ek alag hi rang me rang gaya tha. Har taraf Arjun ke posters, flags aur slogans gungunate dikhte the. Lekin posters se zyada logon ka chehra bol raha tha—unki aankhon me ek nayi umeed thi, jaise Arjun unka apna banda ho.
Montage shuru hota hai—
Ek classroom ke andar, Arjun blackboard ke saamne khada tha. Usne ek student ki complaint suni ke teachers unke practicals ke time pe serious nahi hote. Arjun ne haath jod kar kaha, tumhari problem meri problem hai. Students ki bheed ne taaliyan bajayi.
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Canteen ke bahar Arjun kuch peon aur staff se haath milata hai. Ek peon apni financial mushkil bata raha tha. Arjun ne turant apni diary nikaali, notes likhe aur kaha, iska solution nikalna hi padega, aap hamare apne hain.
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Campus ke lawn me Arjun kuch juniors ke saath baitha tha. Unhone ragging ka issue uthaya. Arjun ne unke shoulders par haath rakha aur kaha, jab tak main yahan hoon, tumhara koi kuch nahi bigaad sakta. Unke chehron pe tasalli thi, jaise kisi bade bhai se wada mila ho.
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Library ke samne Arjun ek group of girls ke saath khada tha, jo hostel ki transport facility ko lekar parishan thi. Arjun ne ek ek ki baat suni, sir hilaaya aur bola, tumhari safety meri zimmedari hai. Wo ladkiyan hans kar khush hui, aur Arjun ke supporters turant slogan chillaane lage.
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Sports ground me Arjun players ke saath baitha tha. Kisi ne equipment ki shortage ka zikr kiya, kisi ne tournaments ke unfair selection process ka. Arjun ne ek ek ko dhyan se suna, aur ek player ka haath thaam kar bola, tumhara junoon zaya nahi hone dunga. Players ki aankhon me respect chamak uthi.
Montage ke beech beech me Arjun ke supporters poster lagate, pamphlet baant-te, slogans lagate dikhte the—Arjun! Arjun! Apna Arjun!
Aur sabse beech me Arjun—ek leader, ek dost, ek hero ki tarah. Uski muskaan thaki hui zaroor thi, lekin aankhon me ek alag si roshni thi, jo campus ko apni taraf kheench rahi thi.
Campus ka mahol garm tha, posters aur slogans ke beech Arjun students ke group ke saamne khada tha. Uske supporters ek circle banakar chilla rahe the, Apna Arjun! Apna Arjun!

Tabhi bheed me se ek junior ladka mazak me ucha bol pada —
Sir, meri girlfriend hi nahi hai, hum bhi pyaar karna chahte hain… iska solution kab milega?
Pehle ek pal ki khamoshi hui, phir sab jor se hans padhe. Hansi ki goonj canteen ke darwazon tak pahunch gayi. Supporters ne taaliyan bajayi, kuch ne ched kar bola, haan sir, iska bhi kuch karo!
Arjun ne apne chehre par ek mask jaisi muskaan banayi, jaise wo bhi uss mazak ko enjoy kar raha ho. Lekin uski aankhen—wo hansi ke beech ekdum still ho gayi thi. Dil ke andar kahin usi waqt Ammu ki yaad chhupkar uthi. Uska chehra, uski aankhon ki narmi, aur woh din jab unhone ek dusre ke saath bas chup reh kar bhi sab keh diya tha… sab ek pal me Arjun ke saamne aa gaya.
Usne bas ek halki si smirk ke saath jawab diya, tumhare is masle ka bhi solution dhundhna padega, aur sab phir se hansne lage. Lekin Arjun ke dil ke andar ek khamoshi gunguna rahi thi.
Agle hi second usne apna diary khola, kisi aur student ki complaint likhne laga. Jitni jaldi ho sakta tha, usne khud ko wapas campaign ke beech fenk diya. Lekin aankhon ke piche Ammu ki tasveer usse chain nahi lene de rahi thi.

College ka shaam dhal raha tha. Garden ke kone me Shanu ek bench par bethi thi, uski diary khuli hui thi par uska pen kab ka ruk chuka tha. Do din se usne Zaheer se zyada baat nahi ki thi, aur andar hi andar uski chhuphi hui chot uski aankhon me saaf nazar aa rahi thi.
Us waqt Zaheer wahan aaya. Usne door se hi Shanu ko dekha, phir dheere se aakar uske saamne khada ho gaya. Ek pal ke liye Shanu ne uski taraf dekha, phir diary bandh karke nazar jhuka li.
Zaheer
Shanu… bas do din ho gaye, aur tum aise lag rahi ho jaise mujhse rishta tod diya ho.
Shanu ne halka sa sarcasm mila kar kaha
Toh tumhe kya farq padta hai, Zaheer? Tumhe bas apne gusse ka khayal hai.
Zaheer ne ek gehri saans li, phir bench par uske paas baith gaya.
Zaheer
Nahi, farq padta hai. Bahut padta hai. Us din jo kuch bola, gusse me bola… par tumhe dukh dene ka koi haq nahi tha mujhe. Tum meri dost ho… sirf dost nahi… tum meri strength ho.
Shanu ki aankhon me nami aa gayi. Usne dheere se kaha
Toh phir aise kyu kiya? Tumhe pata bhi hai tumhari ek baat mere liye kitni badi hoti hai?
Zaheer ne uske haath ko apne dono hathon me le liya.
Zaheer
Pata hai. Aur isliye aaj maan raha hoon. Tumhari khamoshi mujhe tod rahi hai. Shanu, main apni zindagi me bohot lad raha hoon—apne family ke liye, apne sapno ke liye… aur kabhi kabhi woh pressure tumpe nikal jaata hai. Par dil se, tum meri safe jagah ho.
Shanu ki aankhon me aansu chalak aaye, lekin usne muskaan rokne ki koshish ki.
Shanu
Tumhe ye sab kehne me do din kyu lag gaye?
Zaheer halka sa muskuraya, aur uske aansu poch kar bola
Shayad isliye… kyunki main bhi tumhari tarah ziddi hoon.
Shanu hans padhi, usne diary ek side rakh di aur uske kandhe se lag gayi.
Shanu
Agle bar aise scold kiya na, toh main tumse baat karna hi chhod dungi.
Zaheer
Agle bar aisa hua hi nahi karega… tum meri jaan ho Shanu.
Un dono ke beech jo khamoshi aayi, wo ab dard bhari nahi thi. Wo ek sukoon thi—jaise do dil ek hi dhaadkan par chalne lage ho.
Shaam dhal chuki thi. Ammu apne ghar ke chhat par khadi thi, jahan hamesha ki tarah hawa me halki thandak ghuli thi. Taar par sukhte kapde hil rahe the, aur usne dheere dheere ek ek kapda utar kar tokri me rakhna shuru kiya. Uski aadat ban chuki thi — din ke is waqt, kapde utaarte hue wo railing ke paas aati hai or uski nazar kabhi na kabhi saamne waale raste par chali jaati…

Roj ki tarah uska dil maanta tha ke Arjun aa jaayega. Kabhi bike ghumaate hue, kabhi haath me koi maskhari bhari muskaan lekar. Par aaj fir wo nahi aaya. Raste khaali the, sirf ek do bachche khel kar laut rahe the.
Ammu ne kapde utaarte utaarte ek pal ke liye ruk kar uss khaali gali ko dekha. Uski aankhon me ek udaasi si cha gayi. Usne socha, do din ho gaye… ek baar samne aa kar baat bhi nahi ki usne.
Usne aankhen band kar li. Saari purani yaadein uske zehan me ghoomne lagi — terrace par wo chhup chhup kar baatein, canteen me uski muskaan, uski baaton ka andaaz… aur sabse zyada, uska woh nazar bhar kar dekhna jaise duniya me sirf Ammu hi ho.
Dil bhaari ho chuka tha. Usne ek gehri saans li, aankhen kholi aur kapdon ki tokri uthai. Bagal me rakhi dupatta se pasina pochha aur khud se hi dheere se kaha —
Kal shayad aayega…
Phir wo neeche chali gayi, jaise apni khud ki umeedon ko sambhalte sambhalte thak gayi ho. Aangan khaali reh gaya, aur taar par latakte kapdon ke saath hawa ka halka sa jhonka uske dil ki khamoshi ko aur gehra kar gaya.

Raat ka waqt tha. gharon ke kamre andhere me doobe hue the, sirf mobile screens ki roshni thi jo unke chehron par chamak rahi thi. Shanu apne bistar par letkar phone pakde hue thi, aur doosri taraf Zaheer terrace pe aasmaan ki taraf dekhte hue usse call par baat kar raha tha.
Shanu ki awaaz me halka sa nakhra tha
Tumhe lagta hai do din gussa rehne ke baad bas ek sorry bol doge aur sab theek ho jaayega?
Zaheer hans pada, uske andaaz me wohi confident maskhari thi
Toh phir tumhe kya lagta hai? Main tumhe manane ke liye chand todh laun?
Shanu ne halki si hansi dabaayi, lekin usne apni tone me pyaar bhar kar kaha
Chand ki zarurat nahi, bas tum khud mere paas hote toh kaafi tha.
Zaheer ki awaaz dheemi ho gayi, jaise uske dil ki baat khud baahar aa rahi ho
Kaash abhi tum yahan hoti. Terrace par hawa chal rahi hai… aur main soch raha hu tum mere paas baithi hoti toh main tumhe apni jacket me lapet leta.
Shanu ka dil zor se dhadka, usne halki si sharmate hue bola
Bas bas, tumhe toh bas har baat ka filmy scene banana hota hai.
Zaheer
Filmy nahi, asli hai. Tumhe lagta hai main tumse door rahkar khush rehta hu? Do din tumse baat nahi ki toh lag raha tha jaise saari duniya khali hai.
Shanu ne apne takiye me muh chhupaya, uski aankhon me nami bhi thi aur muskaan bhi
Mujhe bhi tumhari aadat si ho gayi hai… tumhare bina kuch adhoora lagta hai.
Zaheer thoda maskhari me laut gaya
Acha toh phir confirm ho gaya, Shanaya Singh completely dependent on Zaheer qureshi.
Shanu
Haan, aur agar tum mujhe dobara bina wajah scold karoge na toh main seriously baat karna bandh kar dungi.
Zaheer hansi rok kar naram tone me bola
Theek hai meri jaan, ab se sirf tumhari baat sununga. Tum bologe din hoga toh din, raat hoga toh raat.
Shanu halki si chhed kar boli
Aur agar main bolun abhi tum mujhe apni baahon me lena chahte ho toh?
Zaheer ki saans halki si tez ho gayi, uski awaaz aur garm ho gayi
Phir main tumhe itna kareeb khinch leta ki tumhe khud ko bhi mehsoos na hota tum kahaan khatam hoti ho aur main kahaan shuru.
Shanu ne aankhen band kar li, uske hothon par ek shararti muskaan thi, lekin dil me gehri garmi aur pyaar ghul raha tha
Bas phone bandh karo ab, warna tumhe sunte sunte neend hi na aa jaye.
Zaheer muskara kar dheere se bola
Theek hai meri queen… goodnight. Aur haan, sapna dekhna sirf mera.
Shanu
Goodnight… aur sapna dekhna tum bhi sirf mera.
Dono phone band kar ke bhi apne apne takiyo me wohi muskaan liye so gaye, jaise unke dil ek hi taal pe dhadak rahe ho.
Subah ke pehle pehle lamhe the. Aasmaan abhi puri tarah se roshan nahi hua tha, halki si laali ubhar rahi thi. Hawa me raat ki thandak abhi bhi baaki thi. Shanu ne neend se bhaari aankhein kholi aur apne phone screen ko dekha—Zaheer ke goodnight text abhi tak screen par chamak rahe the. Uske hothon pe bina soche muskaan aa gayi.

Dusri taraf Zaheer bhi terrace se neeche apne kamre me aa kar bistar par let gaya tha, lekin uski aankhon me abhi bhi neend nahi thi. Uske dimag me kal raat ki Shanu ki har baat ghoom rahi thi. Uska nakhra, uska pyar, aur woh ek line… agar main bolun abhi tum mujhe apni baahon me lena chahte ho toh?
Zaheer apne phone ko uthakar dobara Shanu ko call lagata hai. Phone bajte hi Shanu uthati hai, abhi bhi halki si neend bhari awaaz thi uski.
Shanu
Zaheer… tumhe neend nahi aayi abhi tak?
Zaheer halka sa hansa
Neend aayi thi, par tumhari yaadon ne jagaye rakha. Socha subah se pehle ek aur baar tumhari awaaz sun lu.
Shanu aankhen band karke takiye ko gale lagati hai
Tumhe pata hai, mujhe tumse baat karte karte kabhi neend nahi aati. Kal raat bhi socha tha aur der tak baat karun, par tumne call cut kar diya.
Zaheer maskhari me
Arre, cut nahi kiya tha… warna tumhare sapno me aane ka chance kaise milta?
Shanu muskara kar thoda shararat se
Aur aaye the? Mere sapne me?
Zaheer dheemi awaaz me, jaise usse khud bhi lag raha ho woh sapne ka hissa hai
Haan… tumhare paas baithe tha. Tum bas mujhe dekh rahi thi aur main tumhe. Bas hawa chal rahi thi aur tumhari zulfen mere chehre ko chu rahi thi.
Shanu ne palak jhuka li, uska dil tez dhadakne laga
Aur fir?
Zaheer ki saans me ek halki si garmi ghul gayi
Fir maine tumhare haath pakde… aur tumne roka nahi.
Shanu ke hothon pe ek sharmai hui muskaan thi. Usne awaaz dheemi kar li jaise kisi ko sun jana ho
Tum kabhi rukte bhi ho?
Zaheer halki hansi ke sath
Tumhare liye? Kabhi nahi.
Hawa ke sath Shanu ki halki si hansi goonj uthi. Dono apni khud ki duniya me the—jahan college ki politics, Arjun ka campaign, sab piche chhuta hua tha. Sirf ek lamha tha, jisme sirf dono ek doosre ke liye the.

Raat ab aur gahri ho gayi thi. Galiyan khamosh, aasman me chand ki roshni dheere dheere kam ho rahi thi. Dono apni apni side bed par the, phone dono ke kaan lagata hua aur saansein jaise ek hi rhythm me chal rahi thi.
Shanu halki si hansi ke sath
Tumhe pata hai, tumhari awaaz abhi… itni kareeb lag rahi hai, jaise tum mere paas hi ho.
Zaheer ne dheemi saans chhodte hue kaha
Main waise bhi tumse door kabhi raha hi nahi. Tumhari khushboo, tumhari tasveer, tumhari aadat… sab mere sath rehte hain.
Shanu ne aankhen band kar li. Usne apni ungliyon se takiye ko halke halke chhuna jaise Zaheer ka chehra ho.
Agar tum abhi yahan hote na… toh main tumhe rokne nahi deti.
Zaheer ki awaaz aur gahri ho gayi, uske shabdon me ek halki si garmi ghul gayi
Aur agar main abhi tumhe apne paas khinch lu? Tumhari saans apne gale par mehsoos karu?
Shanu ne phone aur kareeb kar liya, uska dil tez dhadak raha tha
Zaheer…
Zaheer fuskara
Haan, bolo…
Shanu halki si sharmai, lekin uski awaaz me nasha tha
Main apni aankhen band kar chuki hoon… tumhe mehsoos kar rahi hoon. Tumhare haath mere chehre par, tumhari ungliyaan meri zulfon me…
Zaheer ne apni saans dabayi jaise uski tasveer dekh raha ho
Aur tum meri baahon me bilkul fit lagti ho… tumhari heartbeat meri se mil rahi hoti hai.
Dono kuch der chup ho gaye, bas unki saansein ek doosre ke phone par gungunahat ban kar sunai de rahi thi. Shanu ne dheere se kaha
Tumhari saans abhi mere kaan me garmi bhar rahi hai… mujhe lag raha hai main tumhari gardan pe apna chehra chhupa lun.
Zaheer ka dil aur tez dhadka, usne apni awaaz aur dheemi kar li
Aur main tumhe aur kareeb khinch kar, tumhari kamar pakad kar tumhe apna bana lun…
Phone ke dono taraf hawa bhaari si ho gayi thi. Jism door the lekin dil aur jazbaat ek dusre me ulajh rahe the.
Raat ke 1 baje the. Shanu apne kamre ki light bandh karke bas phone ka halka sa glow dekhti baithi thi. Zaheer ki awaaz line ke us paar se aa rahi thi, thodi bhaari, thodi garam. Dono ke beech me ek aisi khamoshi thi jisme bas unki saansein chal rahi thi.

Shanu
Zaheer… tumhe meri awaaz waisi hi sunayi de rahi hai jaise mujhe tumhari… bilkul paas.
Zaheer dheemi, narmi se
Main toh tumhe dekh bhi raha hoon, Shanu. Tum bed par side me lete hue, apne baalon ko side karte hue… mujhe lagta hai main tumhe chhoone hi wala hoon.
Shanu ne halki si saans andar kheench li, aankhen bandh kar ke usne takiye ko apne se lagaya
Tum meri imagination me mere itne kareeb kyu aa jaate ho… mujhe lagta hai tum meri gardan par apne hoth rakh rahe ho.
Zaheer ki awaaz me ek dum se garmi bhar gayi
Aur main wahi kar raha hoon. Tumhari gardan pe halki halki chaap chhod raha hoon… tumhari saans tez ho rahi hai, tum meri ungli apni kamar par mehsoos kar rahi ho.
Shanu ne apne hoth dabaye, phone aur zyada kan se lagaya jaise uski saans uske jism me ghus rahi ho
Zaheer… abhi tum yahan hote na toh main tumhe apne se door nahi jane deti.
Zaheer
Door? Main toh tumhe apni baahon me band kar liya hai. Tum meri chest par cheekh rahi ho… aur main tumhe apne upar aur kareeb kheench raha hoon.
Shanu ab khud ko rok nahi pa rahi thi, uski awaaz halki si kapkapane lagi
Main tumhare hoth apne hothon pe mehsoos kar rahi hoon… tum mujhe kiss kar rahe ho, itni gehrai se jaise main bas tumhari hoon.
Zaheer ne apne imagination ko aur tez kar diya
Aur main ruk bhi nahi raha… main tumhare hoth chhod hi nahi raha. Tum mere saath ghul rahi ho, tumhari heartbeat mere se mil gayi hai.
Shanu halki si siskari
Zaheer…
Zaheer uski siskari se aur junooni ho gaya
Bolti kyun nahi ho… batao tum abhi kya mehsoos kar rahi ho.
Shanu ki saans tez, awaaz me sharam bhi thi aur ek nasha bhi
Mujhe lag raha hai… jaise tum mujhe poori tarah apna bana rahe ho… tumhari baatein mere jism ko chhune lagi hain.
Dono kuch seconds tak chup rahe, bas ek dusre ki saansein phone pe garmahat banke sunayi deti rahi.
Zaheer ne dheere se kaha
Aankhen bandh karo Shanu… aur mehsoos karo, main tumhe kiss karte karte ab tumhari kamar ke paas apni ungliyaan ghumaa raha hoon… tum bilkul meri baahon me band ho.
Shanu ne aankhen band kar li, uski saans ab itni tez ho gayi thi ki uske shabd tut-tut ke aa rahe the
Zaheer… main tumhe… chhodna nahi chahti.
Zaheer ki awaaz aur bhaari, aur husky ho gayi
Aur main bhi tumhe ab kabhi chhodne wala nahi hoon. Tum meri ho… sirf meri.
Unki baatein ab ekdum junoon aur khwahish me ulajh gayi thi. Jism door the, lekin us waqt unke liye phone line hi unka ek aisa palang ban gaya jahan wo dono ek dusre ke saath ghul mil gaye.
Line ke dono taraf ab awaazon me bas saansein bachi thi. Shanu ka haath apne seene par jaa kar tik gaya, ungliyan halki halki chalne lagi jaise Zaheer ki ungliyaan us par phisli ho.

Shanu dheere se siskar ke boli
Zaheer… main tumhe apne andar mehsoos kar rahi hoon…
Zaheer ki awaaz aur bhaari, nasha se bhari
Aur main bhi… main tumhari saari tasveer apni aankhon ke saamne dekh raha hoon… tum meri god me ho, tumhe apne aur kheench raha hoon… mera haath tumhari kamar se neeche jaa raha hai…
Shanu ki saans tootne lagi, uski ungliyan ab apne seene ko aur zor se sehlane lagi. Uski awaaz sharam aur nasha me uljhi
Zaheer… aur… aur kaho…
Zaheer ne apna sir takiye pe phek diya, uska haath ab apne pajame ke andar chala gaya tha. Awaaz me ek dum kaanp thi
Main tumhe apni god me bitha kar… tumhare hoth chhoom raha hoon… tum meri baahon me hil rahi ho… aur main tumhe aur zor se apne se lapet raha hoon…
Shanu ki siskari ab itni tez ho gayi thi ki uske lafz samajhna mushkil ho gaya. Usne aankhen band karke apna seena zor se daba liya, jaise Zaheer usse apni baahon me jhankjhod raha ho.
Shanu
Zaheer… main… main ab aur nahi rok pa rahi…
Zaheer bhi ab control khota ja raha tha, uska haath tez hote jaa raha tha, awaaz me bas ek dum junoon tha
Shanu… aaj raat tum sirf meri ho… sirf meri…
Dono ke lafz ekdum ghoom gaye, bas siskari, saansein aur ek dusre ka naam. Line ke dono taraf ek hi waqt pe wo jazbaat apne peak pe pahunch gaye.
Shanu ne aankhen band karke, hoth bite kar ek dam se thandi saans chhodi
Zaheeer…
Zaheer ne bhi usi waqt apni awaaz me ek dum se thakan aur sukoon ka nasha ghola
Shanu…
Phir kuch pal tak dono chup rahe. Sirf ek dusre ki saansein sunai deti rahi jaise abhi bhi ek dusre ki baahon me lipte ho.
Shanu ne dheere se kaha
Mujhe lagta hai… tum yahan the, bas mere paas…
Zaheer halki muskaan ke saath
Aur mujhe lagta hai tum meri ho chuki ho… hamesha ke liye.

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Canteen ka sham ka waqt tha. Tables pe usual hustle-bustle, hansi, plates ki khanak aur chhoti moti behas ki awaaz. Ek kone wali table pe Ammu, Shanu aur Priya baithe the. Priya apni usual gossiping mode me thi, chhoti chhoti baaton par has rahi thi.
Priya
Arey tumne suna kal seniors ke campaign me kya drama hua? Ek ladke ne Arjun se girlfriend ke baare me puch liya tha…
Priya hans kar apna haath table pe thapthapane lagi. Shanu bhi uske saath hans padi, uske chehre par ek dum freshness chamak rahi thi. Do din ki khamoshi ke baad aaj wo jaise bilkul nayi energy me thi.
Shanu
Haan mujhe bhi kisi ne bataya, Arjun ne sabko kitna mast handle kar liya tha.
Dono ki baat me jaan thi, hansi thi… par Ammu ekdum chup bethi thi. Uski aankhen kahin aur hi ja rahi thi, cup ke andar girti chai ke bulbule takti rahi, jaise usme apna reflection dhoondh rahi ho. Uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si udaasi thi jo uski muskaan ke peeche bhi छुप nahi pa rahi thi.
Priya ne uska dhyan khinchne ki koshish ki.
Priya
Ammu… tum kuch keh kyun nahi rahi? Tumhe lagta hai Arjun ko vote milenge ya nahi?
Ammu ne bas apni palkein utha kar ek halki si muskaan di, par awaaz me wazan nahi tha.
Ammu
Pata nahi… shayad mil jaayenge.
Shanu ne apne cup se ek sip liya aur uski taraf chhupke se dekha. Usse turant samajh aa gaya ki Ammu ke andar abhi bhi kuch uljhan chal rahi hai. Shanu bilkul normal behave kar rahi thi taaki Priya ko kuch feel na ho, par uski nazar baar baar Ammu ke udaas chehre pe hi atak ja rahi thi.
Table par Priya abhi bhi masti me apna gossip share kar rahi thi, lekin Ammu ki aankhen abhi bhi khoyi khoyi, jaise uske aas paas ki awaazon tak uske kaan band ho gaye ho.


College ke andar campaign ka din tha. Har taraf posters, banners, naare likhne ki awaaz, slogans ka kaam chal raha thi. Ek pillar ke paas wahi gunda jise kuch din pehle Zaheer se takkar hui thi, khada tha. Uske saath ek painter tha jo brush se bade bade akshar likh raha tha – Vote for Change. Gunda ek cigarette beech me dabaye, pocket me haath daale khamoshi se dekh raha tha, jaise sab kuch uske control me ho.
Tabhi corridor ke doosre side se Zaheer apne do doston ke saath aata hai. Hansi mazak karte huye wo log seedha canteen ki taraf ja rahe the. Lekin jaise hi gunde ki nazar Zaheer par padti hai, uski aankhen sankar jaati hain. Cigarette ko pillar ke side me ghis kar fekta hai aur aage badh kar Zaheer ka rasta roak leta hai.
Gunda ne apni gardan tedhi karke, ek thandi si muskaan ke saath kaha
Gunda
Arre… yeh to wahi mard hai jo us din bade tez chadh rahe the na? Ab kya haal hai, champion?
Zaheer ek dum se ruka, uski aankhon me ek second ke liye hairani aayi, phir turant seedha us gunde ki aankhon me dekhne laga. Uske doston ne situation ko samajh kar halki bechaini se ek dusre ki taraf dekha.
Zaheer
Rasta de de… baatein zarurat padne par bhi ho jaayengi.
Gunda has kar apne painter ko side me dhakel deta hai. Wo Zaheer ke kareeb aakar uska raasta puri tarah block kar deta hai.
Gunda
Bohot jaldi hai tujhe? Arjun bhaiya ka dost hai na? Campaign me vote chahiye honge?
(wo uski shirt pakad kar kheenchta hai)
Sun champion… apni aukaat mat bhoolna.
Zaheer ke doston ne beech bachav karne ki koshish ki lekin hawa me hi tension bhar gayi thi. Gunde ki awaaz me khauf bhi tha aur ek hidden warning bhi. Corridor me chal rahe kuch students ruk kar dono ko dekhne lage, jaise koi hungama hone wala ho.
Zaheer ki aankhen thandi ho gayi, lekin andar ek aag jali. Usne apna haath dheere se gunde ki pakad se chudaya aur uski taraf ikdum kareeb jaakar sirf ek line kahi
Zaheer
Jo karna hai, saamne aa kar kar… par peeche se chal khel mat.
Atmosphere ekdum heavy ho gaya. Painter brush ruka kar dono ko dekhne laga. Students apne phones ready kar rahe the jaise bas ek punch padte hi video banana hai.
Corridor ka mahaul garam tha. Dono ke beech bas ek spark ki kami thi jo fight ko bhadka de. Zaheer ki body tense thi, doston ke haath uske kandhe par the jaise keh rahe ho control kar, warna yeh college ka scene bigad jaayega.

Gunda bhi apni shirt ki bahi upar chadhakar ready ho raha tha, uski aankhen Zaheer par tiki hui thi. Painter ek kadam peeche hat gaya tha, students apne phone on kar chuke the jaise bas agle second fight record kar lenge.
Tabhi achanak gunde ka phone ring karne laga. Ek heavy ringtone corridor me gunj uthi. Usne apni jeans ki pocket se mobile nikala, screen par naam dekha aur turant call receive kiya.
Gunda
Hello…
(ek dum serious tone me)
Haan… thik hai… thik hai.
Uske chehre ka gussa ek second me badal gaya. Usne phone band kiya, Zaheer ki taraf ek thandi si muskaan ki aur bina kuch kahe pillar ke paas se mudkar chal diya. Painter bhi brush uthakar uske peeche nikal gaya.
Zaheer uske jaane ki taraf kuch der tak dekhta raha, phir apne doston ki taraf sir hila kar aage badh gaya. Uske kadam tez the, lekin dimaag me us gunde ki muskaan chipak gayi thi jaise koi warning ho.
Corridor me khade students jo hungama dekhne aaye the, wo sab phusphusate hue apne apne raste chale gaye. Mahaul normal ho gaya, lekin hawa me abhi bhi ek tension baaki thi — jaise abhi kahani yahin ruk gayi ho, par agli baar takraav zaroor hoga.

Zaheer corridor se nikal kar college ke lawn ki taraf aa raha tha. Uske chehre par abhi bhi gusse aur shak ka mila–jula rang tha. Doston ki baaton ko ignore karta hua wo apne hi soch me gum tha. Gunde ka wo thanda sa smile, phone call aur bina fight ke nikal jaana… kuch samajh nahi aaya usse. Uske kadam tez the, jaise us confusion ko peeche chhod dena chahta ho.
Jaise hi wo ek chhoti gali jaisi side path se lawn me girne wala tha, achanak ek halki si awaaz uske kaan me aayi. Usne sir uthaya aur dekha—Shanu saamne khadi thi. Uski aankhen chamak rahi thi, baal hawa me ud rahe the, aur chehre par wahi khilkhilahat jisme Zaheer apna pura gussa bhool jata tha.
Shanu haath baandh kar thoda nakhre se boli
Kya baat hai Mr. Angry Young Man, aise bhaagte ja rahe ho jaise tumhe duniya ki saari problems akeli solve karni ho.
Zaheer pehle ek pal ko khamosh raha, phir uske hoth apne aap khinch gaye muskaan me. Uske dimag ka sara tension, gunde ka smile, phone call, sab ek second me hawa ho gaya. Sirf ek chehra dikhai de raha tha—Shanu ka.
Zaheer dheere se uske paas aaya aur bola
Bas soch raha tha ki tu agar samne aa jaye na, toh zindagi ki aadhi problems waise hi khatam ho jati hai.
Shanu ka chehra thoda laal pad gaya, lekin usne aankhen ghumakar chupane ki koshish ki.
Aur tum na… hamesha aise cheesy lines bolke mujhe confuse kar dete ho.
Zaheer uske aur kareeb aaya, bas itna ki Shanu ko apna heartbeat tez mehsoos hone laga. Usne hansi daba kar kaha
Confuse karna toh mera right hai, tum meri girlfriend ho yaad hai na?
Shanu ne usse thoda push kiya, lekin uske hoth par muskaan barqarar thi. Dono ki aankhon me ab koi tension nahi tha, sirf ek halka sa romantic sa pal tha jo college ke shor sharabe me bhi unhe alag duniya me le gaya tha.
Zaheer ne uska haath pakad kar halka sa kheench liya aur dono canteen ki bheed se nikalte hue college ke piche wali benches ki taraf aa gaye. Wahan hamesha shaanti hoti thi, sirf pedon ki chhaon aur kabhi kabhi door se aati khelne ki awaaz.

Shanu bench par baith gayi, aur Zaheer uske bagal me relaxed sa ho kar baitha. Kuch pal chup raha, phir usne apni aankhen teekhi si muskaan ke saath uspar tikayi.
Zaheer
Kal raat ki yaad hai tumhe?
Shanu ekdum se sitti–bitti gum ho gayi. Uske hoth khul kar turant band ho gaye, aankhen zameen par, aur chehra laal. Usne baalon ki lat ko kaan ke peeche karte hue sirf itna kaha
Kya baat karte ho tum…
Zaheer hansi daba ke aur kareeb jhuk gaya.
Main toh sirf puch raha tha… waise tumhari awaz ne meri नींद hi uda di thi.
Shanu ne uski taraf dekha aur uske chehre par woh sharmili muskaan aa gayi jo Zaheer ko aur pagal kar deti thi. Uske galo ka laal rang aur aankhon ka chamak jaise khud ek jawab tha.
Zaheer thoda aur kareeb aaya, uske chehre ko dekhte hue.
Tumhari ye aankhen na… lagta hai sirf mujhe dekhne ke liye bani hain.
Shanu ka dil tez dhadak raha tha. Uske hoth halka sa hil rahe the, par shabd nahi nikal rahe the. Zaheer uski aankhon me jhuk kar dekh raha tha, phir dheere se uske hoth Shanu ki taraf badhne lage. Dono ke darmiyan bas ek saans ka faasla reh gaya tha…
Tabhi achanak saamne se do shadows unke beech aa gayi. Ek ladka aur ek ladki unke bilkul saamne aake khade ho gaye.
Zaheer ne turant apna sir utha kar unhe dekha, aur Shanu ne bhi ek jhatke se peeche hat kar apna dupatta sambhala. Dono ki aankhon me confusion tha

College ka shaam tha. Corridor me posters chipkaye jaa rahe the, ground me chhatriyon ke neeche chhote-chhote groups baithe nara rehearsal kar rahe the. Har jagah ek hustle thi, ek campaign wali energy.
Ammu ne apne kadam tez kar diye. Uske chehre par wo hi thakan aur chidhapan tha jo pichle kuch dinon se uske dil me jama hota jaa raha tha. Wo seedha canteen se nikal kar campus ke andar wale hisse ki taraf chal padhi jahan Arjun ki team ne apna managing room set kiya tha.
Darwaze ke bahar khadi hokar usne ek gehri saans li. Andar se mic ki testing ki awaaz aa rahi thi, koi loudspeaker pe bol raha tha, koi slogans likh raha tha aur har taraf ek political jazba tha.
Ammu ne socha, bas… aaj baat karke hi rahungi. Ab aur chup rehna mumkin nahi hai.
Wo dheere-dheere darwaze ki taraf badhi, lekin uske kadam tham gaye. Andar glass ke partition se Arjun dikh raha tha—wo white shirt me, sleeves rolled up, kisi volunteer ko instructions de raha tha. Uske chehre par ek confident leader wali shine thi, lekin uss ek smile ke peeche Ammu ko lag raha tha jaise usse apni kami mehsoos ho rahi hai.
Ammu ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Ek pal ko usne socha, andar ghus kar pukaar lu uska naam… Arjun! Mujhse baat karo! Lekin agle hi pal wo chup chaap usse dekhti rahi, uske har gesture, uske har lafz pe apni aankhen tikaye hue.
Arjun apne kaam me itna involve tha ki usne Ammu ko darwaze ke paas khade hone ka ehsaas tak nahi kiya. Ammu ke andar ek ladai chal rahi thi—andar jaaye ya phir wapas mud jaaye.
College campus ki hawa ek dum tham gayi jaise waqt hi ruk gaya ho.

Loudspeaker pe principal ki awaaz goonj rahi thi, har kone tak pahunchti hui.
Principal
Dear students… there are only 2 days left for submission of college election form. Yeh pehla mauka hai ki humare paas ek se zyada koi bhi contender nahi hai jo yeh election lad sake. Agar 2 din me kisi ka submission nahi aaya, to Arjun Singh ko winner declare kiya jayega. Thank you for your attention.
Jaise hi yeh announcement chalti hai, screen pe parallel visuals khul jaate hain—
Pehla frame:
Zaheer aur Shanu ek dusre ke paas khade hain, samne wo do unknown ladka-ladki. Announcement ke words unke beech ki khamoshi ko aur gehra bana dete hain. Zaheer ki aankhon me ek sharp tension, Shanu ki nazar us par tikki hui, jaise usse samajhna chahti ho. Pichhe se awaaz gunj rahi thi… Arjun Singh ko winner declare kiya jayega…
Dusra frame:
Canteen ke side wale corridor me khadi Ammu. Uske chehre par shock aur uljhan dono saaf dikhte hain. Wo ek jagah jam si gayi hai, aankhen seedhi managing room ki taraf, jahan Arjun dikh raha hai. Announcement ki har line uske dil pe bojh ban kar gir rahi thi.
Aur phir…
Teesra frame:
Managing room ke andar Arjun apni team ke beech me khada hai. Announcement khatam hote hi wo ek dheere se muskura deta hai—ek badi, confident smile. Jaise usne already apni jeet dekh li ho. Uske aas paas ke volunteers uski peeth thapthapa rahe hain, aur wo sirf seedha camera ki taraf dekhta hai—ek silent declaration ki yeh kursi ab uski hai.
Background me students ki hustle-bustle wapas shuru ho jaati hai. Posters chipkane ki awaaz, slogans, hansi-mazaak… lekin un sab ke beech woh announcement ka echo abhi bhi hawa me taira hua lag raha tha.

College ke pichle benches ke paas, wo do anjaan chehre ab bhi Zaheer aur Shanu ke saamne khade the. Announcement ka echo abhi bhi unke kaano me goonj raha tha, aur hawa me ek ajeeb si khamoshi chhayi hui thi.
Zaheer ne apne haath baandhe aur ek cautious si awaaz me bola
Lekin hum isme aapki kya help kar sakte hain?
Uske words ke saath hi Shanu ne bhi dheere se sir hilaya, jaise wo bhi wahi sawal pooch rahi ho.
Tabhi wo anonymous ladka, jo ab tak thoda sa confident lag raha tha, aage badhkar un dono ki taraf jhukta hai. Uski awaaz thandi thi, lekin ek dam seedhi baat karne wali.
Anonymous ladka
Sir… champion ke samne champion hi takkar le sakta hai.
Uske words hawa me latak gaye. Ek dam heavy. Zaheer aur Shanu ek dusre ko dekhne lage—ek blank expression ke saath. Dono ke chehre pe na haan thi, na naa, bas ek unsaid confusion aur darr. Jaise dono ke dil ek hi baat samajh rahe the… lekin zubaan pe kuch bhi kehne ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi.
Camera unke faces par tikta hai—Zaheer ki jaw tight ho rahi thi, Shanu ki aankhon me ek pal ke liye halki si ghabrahat chamki, aur dono ke beech ek silent pause.

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Bhai nahi kya sach me aise to ammu or shanh dono ki life hell ho jaygi

Story to aage badhegi hi chahe kuch bhi ho

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Arjun ka selfish hona usey HRA Dega ga, family, friends, love, sbko aeroplane mood pe dal rkha. Khud ko one man army smaj betha hai

Kon kehta selfish aadmi nahi jitta
Sirf selfish aadmi hi jitta hai

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dont ammu have a mobile phone anymore ? give him a call or send him a text

He didn't pickup his calls

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then send him a text like this " call back  or you can go fuck yourself"

This is not south Indian movie bro 
This is a simple collage drama

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College ke ek kone me, campaign ke hustle-bustle se thoda door, Arjun akele baitha tha. Bench pe peechhe tikkar, dono haath apne bal pe rakhkar wo ek gahri saans leta hai. Principal ka announcement abhi bhi uske dimaag me ghoom raha tha, jaise koi bgm ho jo uske har thought ke saath baj raha ho.
Arjun ke dil me khud se ek monologue shuru hota hai.
Arjun (andar ki awaaz)
Football tournament… wahi din tha jab sab kuch badla. Ground par jeet ke baad jo energy thi, jo crowd ki cheekh thi… us din laga tha main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon. Aur tabhi ruling party ke log aaye mere paas. Unhone kaha, tumhe sirf khelna nahi hai, tumhe lead bhi karna hai. Collage election…
Uski aankhein ek pal ke liye bandh ho jaati hain. Visuals uske dimag me flash hone lagte hain.
— Madhu ka chehra, jab usne apne bete ko jeet ke baad gale lagaya tha.
— Pratap ka fakhr bhara look, bas aankhon me ek hi sawal tha… kitna aage jaa sakta hai mera beta.
— Shanu ka mischievous smile, jo hamesha uski tension tod deti hai.
— Aur Ammu… uske saath bitaye hue wo lamhe. Terrace pe baatein, raat ke wo close moments, jab dono ne ek doosre se bina bole sab keh diya tha. Ammu ke chehre ki warmth jaise abhi bhi uske dil me chhupi ho.
Arjun dheere se aankhein kholta hai, bench ki side dekhte hue muskurata hai.
Arjun (andar ki awaaz)
Bas aaj ka din aur… aur fir main banunga is collage ka naya Student President.
Uske lips par ek badi si confident smile aa jaati hai. Jaise saari journey, saari struggle ka ek sukoon mil gaya ho. Camera uske face par zoom karta hai—calm, determined, aur victorious.

Shaam ka waqt tha. College ke hustle-bustle se door, ek purani si building ke andar ka scene. Same wahi jagah jo pehle bhi ek do baar dikh chuki thi—andar kaafi andhera tha, sirf tube light ki halki jhilmil roshni, kuch purane table aur kursiyan, aur diwaar par lagbhag girti hui plaster. Hawa me ek ajeeb si mystery thi.
Wahi anonymous ladka aur ladki Zaheer aur Shanu ke saamne khade the. Dono ka expression abhi bhi blank tha, jaise samajhne ki koshish kar rahe ho ki yeh sab ho kya raha hai.
Anonymous ladka apni baat ko aage badhata hai.
Anonymous ladka
Sirf ek champion hi champion ko hara sakta hai. Aur aap dono… aap dono me wo potential hai jo Arjun Singh ke saamne khada ho sake.
Shanu thoda chokti hai, ek kadam peeche lete hue Zaheer ki taraf dekhti hai. Zaheer apne dono haath apne jeans ki pocket me dal kar khamoshi se sunta hai, uske chehre par koi clear emotion nahi tha.
Zaheer
Lekin hum isme aapki kya help kar sakte hai?
Uske saath hi Shanu bhi apna sir dheere se hilati hai, jaise is baat se agree kar rahi ho.
Anonymous ladki ek confident muskaan ke saath aage badhti hai.
Anonymous ladki
Arjun Singh ke paas college ka power hai, crowd hai, aur ab election ka raasta bhi. Uske saamne kisi aam insaan ka khada hona mushkil hai. Isiliye zaroori hai ki uske samne koi khada ho jo khud ek naam ho… ek champion.
Anonymous ladka
Aur hum jaante hai, aap dono ke paas woh spark hai. Question yeh hai… aap dono chahte kya ho?
Room me ek pal ke liye sirf tube light ka humming sound sunai deta hai. Zaheer aur Shanu ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hai—na smile, na gussa, bas ek blank expression. Jaise dono ke dimaag me ek hi sawal ghoom raha ho, lekin jawab abhi tak kisi ke paas nahi hai.
Camera dheere se zoom out karta hai, chaaro ke figures ko andheri building ke andar chhoti si roshni me dikhata hua… ek mystery atmosphere ke saath.
Raat thodi gehri ho chuki thi. Wahi purani building ke ek kone me, ek purani kursi par baith kar Shanu aur Zaheer dheere-dheere aapas me gupchup baat kar rahe the. Dono ke chehre par abhi bhi thoda confusion tha, lekin baaton me ek narmi aur apni hi duniya me doob jaane ka sa feel tha.

Shanu apni baat dhire tone me keh rahi thi.
Shanu
Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha Zaheer… yeh sab itna sudden… matlab kyun hum? Aur Arjun ke against…
Zaheer
(shant lekin serious)
Mujhe bhi samajh nahi aa raha. Lekin ek baat hai, agar Arjun bina fight ke jeet gaya, to fir is college ka kya hoga…
Jaise hi dono baatein kar rahe the, piche se ek halki si footstep ki awaaz aati hai. Shanu turant apna sir ghumati hai, Zaheer bhi alert ho jaata hai.
Phir ek gahri, thodi kharash bhari aawaz unke kaanon tak pahuchti hai.
Aawaz
Kuch aur na sahi… to apne college ke bare me hi sochiye.
Dono turant khade ho jaate hai aur apna dhyaan us taraf le jaate hai.
Ek aadmi saamne aata hai—kareeb pachaas saal ka, patla sa sharir, aankhon me ek ajeeb sa confidence aur wajah par gehri lakeerein. Usne simple sa kurta-pyjama pehna tha, lekin uski personality me ek wazan tha.
Zaheer aur Shanu ek pal ke liye us aadmi ko bas mood kar dekhte rehte hai, jaise samajhne ki koshish kar rahe ho ki yeh kaun hai aur kya chahta hai.
Camera unke expressions par ruk jaata hai—Shanu ke chehre par thodi bechaini, aur Zaheer ke chehre par ek mix of suspicion aur curiosity.
Building ke andar ki hawa aur zyada heavy lagne lagti hai, jaise koi bada raaz abhi khulne wala ho.

Scene Cut – College Campus, Shaam ke waqt
College ke corridor me Ammu tezi se idhar-udhar dekh rahi thi. Uske chehre par clearly tension likhi hui thi. Woh lagataar Shanu ko call kar rahi thi, lekin line har bar unreachable aati thi.
Ammu
(gusse aur chinta ke mix tone me)
Yeh Shanu bhi na… bina bataye kahaan gayi?
Tabhi Priya peeche se aati hai, uske kandhe par haath rakhti hai.
Priya
Ammu, relax. Pata nahi Shanu ko kya kaam aa gaya hoga. Waise bhi wo ghar aa jaayegi. Abhi tum akele ghar kaise jaogi? Main chhod deti hoon.
Ammu thoda ruk kar Priya ki taraf dekhti hai. Uska mann to abhi bhi Shanu ke liye tension me tha, lekin Priya ki baat me logic tha.
Ammu
(halke se)
Haan… shayad tum theek keh rahi ho.
Next shot me dikhaya jata hai ke Ammu aur Priya ek scooty par nikal padte hai. Priya drive kar rahi hoti hai aur Ammu chupchaap uske piche baithi hoti hai, hawa uske baalon me ulajh rahi hoti hai. Ammu ke dil me bas ek hi sawal ghoom raha hota hai – arju 
Scooty ke headlights sham ke andhere me kho jaate hai aur camera dheere-dheere fade out hota hai…
Cut Back – Wahi Purani Building, Shanu aur Zaheer ka Scene Continue
Raat ka andhera aur tez ho gaya tha. Purani building ke ek kone me Zaheer aur Shanu abhi bhi khade the. Unke saamne wahi 50 saal ka aadmi tha jiski aawaz abhi thodi der pehle goonj uthi thi.
Aadmi
(kadam aage badhakar)
Kuch aur na sahi… apne college ke bare me hi sochiye.
Zaheer aur Shanu ek saath uski taraf ghoom kar dekhte hai. Dono ke chehre par ek hi expression tha – blank, jaise abhi decide kar hi nahi pa rahe ho ki is aadmi ki baaton ko seriously le ya ignore kar de.
Shanu apni aankhon me thoda doubt le kar Zaheer ki taraf dekhte hai, jaise keh rahi ho – yeh aadmi kaun hai?
Zaheer thoda aage badhta hai, uski aankhen aadmi par tik jaati hai.
Zaheer
Aur aap humein yeh kehne wale kaun hote hai?
Camera zoom in karta hai – aadmi ke chehre par ek halka sa smile. Uski aankhon me ek plan tha.
Purani Building – Raat

Andhera aur gehra ho chuka tha. Purane brick ke dararon se hawa cheekh jaisi awaaz kar rahi thi. Shanu aur Zaheer saamne khade the, dono ke chehre par ek hi sawal tha – yeh aadmi kaun hai?
Aadmi ne apni coat ki pocket se ek purana ID card nikala, jisme uska photo tha. Halke se torch ki roshni padti hai.
ID Card par likha tha – Mushtaq Khan – Narcotics Control Bureau (Suspended).
Zaheer aur Shanu ek dusre ko dekh kar chok jate hai.
Mushtaq Khan
(sanket dete hue, halki karki aawaz me)
Main jaanta ho tum soch rahe ho… kyun ek suspended officer tumhare samne khada hai.
Sach yeh hai… ki suspension sirf ek wajah thi mujhe chup karane ki.
Woh thoda aage badhta hai, uski aankhen directly Zaheer ke chehre me ghus jati hai.
Mushtaq Khan
Iss sheher me jo nasha chal raha hai, uska asli malik koi chhota-mota dealer nahi… balki woh log hain jinke posters tum har gali, har chowk par dekhte ho.
Shanu apne hont bhinch leti hai.
Shanu
Aap kehna kya chahte hain?
Mushtaq gehri saans leta hai.
Mushtaq Khan
Pichle saal, ruling party ke purane diggaj neta ki death ke baad unka beta kursi par aaya.
Ek young leader… charming, ambitious… lekin andar se… khokhla aur corrupt.
Usne apni party ka poora structure badal diya. Aur ussi waqt usne apna haath milaya iss sheher ke sabse bade drug syndicate ke malik ke saath.
Zaheer ki aankhen pat jaati hain.
Zaheer
Matlab… party ke andar hi drug racket chal raha hai?
Mushtaq
(sir hila kar)
Bilkul. Aur sabse badi baat… unka plan simple hai. Iss sheher ka sabse bada aur taqatwar student body… college ke through control karo.
Agar Arjun Singh election jeet gaya… to woh inke liye ek puppet ban jayega. Aur tum samajh hi sakte ho uske baad kya hoga.
Shanu halki si aawaz me bolti hai.
Shanu
Drugs… sheher ke sabse bade college me openly bhehne lagenge.
Mushtaq Khan
(sakht tone me)
Aur uska anjam tum dono soch bhi nahi sakte. Ek poori generation ko khatam kar denge yeh log.
Silence cha jata hai. Sirf hawa ki cheekh aur Mushtaq ki baaton ka bojh. Zaheer apni mutthi kas ke band kar leta hai, uske chehre par gussa aur tension dono mix hote hai. Shanu uske paas khadi hai, dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hai – blank, lekin andar se ek aag jal chuki thi.
Mushtaq unke kareeb aakar sirf itna bolta hai.
Mushtaq Khan
Ab tum dono par hai… champion ke samne champion utarna hai… ya phir sheher ko tabah hota dekhna hai.
Camera dheere se zoom out hota hai… purani building ke andhere me teen silhouttes khade hote hain – ek ladai shuru ho chuki thi, jo sirf election ki nahi thi… balki sheher ke mustaqbil ki thi.
Shanu ka room – raat der tak

Room ka ek kone me table lamp ki halki roshni thi, baaki kamra andhere me dooba hua. Shanu bed ke edge par baithi thi, dono haath tightly jod kar apne lap me rakhe hue. Zaheer khidki ke paas khada tha, curtains ke beech se bahar ke andhere aasman ko dekh raha tha.
Dono ke chehre par ek hi expression tha – thakan, hairani aur ek darr jo unke dil se chipak gaya tha.
Shanu
Zaheer… kya wo aadmi sach bol raha tha?
Kya Arjun ko is bare me kuch bhi nahi maloom?
Zaheer ne chup chap apne haath ki ungliyon se curtain ko pakda, fir dheere se palat kar Shanu ko dekha. Uski aankhon me confusion aur gussa dono the.
Zaheer
Main khud nahi samajh pa raha. Agar Mushtaq Khan jhoot bol raha hai to iska matlab hai ki hum ek trap me phas rahe hain.
Aur agar woh sach keh raha hai… to Arjun bina jaane kisi aisi game ka hissa ban gaya hai jiska anjaam sirf tabahi hai.
Shanu apna sir neeche jhuka kar ek gehri saans leti hai, jaise apne dil ka bojh control karne ki koshish kar rahi ho. Fir dheere se uski awaaz nikli – low, heavy aur almost tootne wali.
Shanu
Zaheer… agar us insan ki baat sach nikli…
To sirf is college ka nahi, puri Pink City ka ant nishchit hai.
Room me ek pal ke liye khamoshi chipak gayi. Table lamp ki roshni ne Shanu ke chehre ki parchaayi ko aur gehra kar diya. Zaheer uske paas aaya aur bed ke edge par baith gaya. Dono ki aankhen ek dusre me ja kar atak gayi – bina shabd ke, jaise dono ek hi sawal soch rahe ho.
Kaise bachaenge sabko? Kaise bachaenge Arjun ko?
Dono ke dil me wohi darr tha… aur iss darr ke peeche ek ajeeb sa connection ban raha tha.

Shanu ki awaaz dheemi thi, jaise koi apne andar se toot kar bol raha ho.
Shanu
Zaheer… agar us aadmi ki baat sach hai, to Arjun ko khud bhi pata nahi uske kadam kahan le ja rahe hain.
Uski jeet sirf ek kursi nahi hogi… woh kursi is sheher ka zeher ban jaayegi.
Uski aankh bhar aayi thi, lekin usne apna chehra side kar liya taaki aansu dikhayi na de.
Zaheer ne uska yeh haal dekha aur uska dil ek pal ko kaamp gaya. Usne apna haath dheere se Shanu ke haath par rakha.
Zaheer
Main jaanta hoon… tum Arjun ko sabse zyada samajhti ho.
Tumhe darr hai woh bigad jaayega, lekin mujhe darr hai… ki woh khud bhi apne aap ko barbaad kar dega.
Shanu ne uski taraf dekha. Dono ki aankhen mil gayi—blank nahi, balki emotions se bhari hui.
Shanu
Aur hum?
Agar yeh sab sach nikla… hum dono kya karenge Zaheer?
Arjun ke khilaaf khade ho sakte hain? Ya phir… uske saath khade hoke khud ko jala lenge?
Zaheer ek pal chup raha. Fir usne apni ungliyon se Shanu ke aansu ko wipe kar diya.
Zaheer
Sach keh raha hoon Shanu… main tumhe kabhi girne nahi dunga.
Jo bhi hoga… tumhari saans tak bachi hai, main tumhare saath rahunga.
Shanu ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne apna haath Zaheer ke haath par zor se band kar liya, jaise us ek pal me usne apna poora bojh uske haath me de diya ho.
Shanu
Bas ek darr hai Zaheer… agar hum sahi huye… to iss sheher ki sabse badi ladai hum dono ke kandhon par aayegi.
Aur mujhe nahi pata… hum dono kitna sambhal paayenge.
Zaheer ne halki si muskaan laayi, lekin us muskaan me bhi dard tha.
Zaheer
Hum dono toot bhi gaye… tab bhi Arjun se zyada majboot rahenge.
Ek gehri khamoshi chha gayi. Table lamp ki roshni me do chehre the—thake hue, pareshaan, lekin ek nayi bandhan se jude hue.

College Campus – Agle Din Dophar
Dhoop tez thi, lekin campus me ek alag hi energy thi. Har jagah posters, banners aur chhote groups me students apne-apne candidate ki tareef kar rahe the. Election ka mahol charam par tha.
Arjun apne football ground ke corner me khada tha, jahan se ab bhi uske jeet ke banners latak rahe the. Uske haath me ek notebook aur pen tha, lekin chehre par muskaan. Woh aas paas ke students ki beech chal rahe shor se door, apne hi zone me tha.
Arjun
(andar hi andar sochta hua)
Kaise main yahan tak pahucha… kabhi socha bhi nahi tha.
Sirf ek football ke liye khelne wala ladka… tournament jeeta… aur ab… sab mujhe ek leader ke roop me dekh rahe hain.
Woh ground ki mitti ko ungli se hilata hai, jaise yaadon ko chhu raha ho.

Arjun
Bachpan yaad aata hai… Papa ka woh sakht chehra… Madhu Maa ki hansi… Shanu ki chidchidi harkate…
Aur phir… Ammu.
Uske bina to yeh safar adhoora lagta hai. Har jeet, har khushi ka asli rang wahi hai.
Uski aankhen ek pal ke liye band ho jati hain, aur uske dimag me Ammu ke saath ke woh close pal dikhne lagte hain – terrace par hansi, football ground ke edge pe khamosi, uske haath ki mehsoos, uski aankhon ka bharosa.
Arjun halki si muskaan ke saath apne dil se bol padta hai.
Arjun
Bas… aaj ka din.
Aur phir main banunga is college ka naya Student President.
Aur is jeet ke saath… apni har kahani ko ek naya rang dunga.
Uske chehre par ek sukoon aa jata hai. Dur se uske dost uska naam le kar bulane lagte hain, election ki planning ke liye. Arjun notebook band karta hai, apna bag uthata hai aur confident steps me chal padta hai – usse zara bhi andaza nahi tha ki jis jeet ki taraf woh badh raha hai, uske peeche ek aisi andheri sachchai chhupi hai jo uske sapne hi nahi… poori duniya ko hila degi.
Camera Arjun ke muskurate chehre par freeze hota hai – ek bekhauf leader ka chehra… jo apne hi khel ke asli niyam se anjaan tha.

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College – Aakhri din ka subah
Campus ki hawa aaj alag si thi. Election ke nomination ka aakhri din tha, lekin ab tak kisi bhi opposition ne form submit nahi kiya tha. Corridors me chhote-chhote groups baatein kar rahe the, lekin Arjun Singh ke supporters ke chehre par ek alag hi glow tha—jaise jeet ab pakki ho.
Camera Arjun ko peeche se follow karta hai. Dheere, confident kadam. Har step me ek charm, ek rhythm. Usne cream Nehru jacket pehni thi jo uske broad shoulders par khub jach rahi thi, neeche plain white shirt aur dark jeans. Uska casual yet powerful look usse aur alag banata tha.
Background me ek soft instrumental score bajta hai—jo uske khud ke belief aur ego ko highlight karta hai.
Arjun ke lips par ek halki si smile hai. Uske chehre par wo hi arrogance jhalak raha tha, jo uske khud ke world view se born hua tha—ek belief ki wohi is college ka asli leader hai.
Door ke side ek supporter ne use dekha aur turant khada ho gaya.
Supporter (enthusiastic tone me)
Bhaiya… ab to lagta hai jeet pakki hai.
Arjun ne sirf halki si muskaan ke saath sir hila diya, jaise kehta ho—yeh to hona hi tha.
Camera uske kadmon ke saath-saath aage badhta hai. Narrow corridor ke end me ek bada sa wooden door hai—Party Managing Room ka. Walls par posters lage hain, party ke slogans likhe hain, aur Arjun ke photos campus ke students ke posters ke saath chamak rahe hain.
Arjun ek second ke liye rukta hai, apne collar ko adjust karta hai, jacket ke buttons ko halkasa set karta hai, aur phir ek confident smile ke saath handle ko push karta hai.
Room ke andar ek organised chaos tha—tables par forms, files, campaign charts, supporters ki awaazein. Lekin jaise hi Arjun andar aata hai, sab ki nazar uspar padti hai aur awaaz ek pal ke liye tham jaati hai.
Arjun dheere se andar chalta hai, ek hand gesture karta hai jisse sab log relax ho jaate hain. Uski aankhon me ek hi baat likhi thi—Game khatam. Jeet meri.

College – Party Managing Room, Afternoon
Arjun apne supporters aur karyakartaon ke beech khada tha. Room me energy bharpoor thi, har jagah posters aur slogans ke sheets bikhre hue the. Ek ladka, jo puri campaign me uske saath shadow ki tarah tha, file lekar uske paas aaya.
Supporter (khushi se)
Bhaiya, abhi tak kisi ka bhi nomination file nahi hua. Lagta hai is election me sirf aapka hi naam chalega.
Room me sabhi supporters ki cheekh-pukar gungunahat me badal gayi—Arjun Singh Zindabad! Arjun Singh Jeetega!
Arjun ek confident smile ke saath us supporter ke kandhe par haath rakhta hai. Uska touch ek assurance tha, jaise keh raha ho—tum sabne mujhe sahi pehchana. Yeh college ab mera hai.
Arjun
Bas… ab sirf formalities bachi hain. Jeet to humne pehle hi jeet li thi.
Lekin jaise hi Arjun ki awaaz dheere hoti hai, door ke bahar se ek alag hi hungama shuru ho jaata hai.
Pehle ek faint si hooting ki awaaz sunayi deti hai. Phir dhol ki thap… ekdum tez aur behtareen rhythm me.
Dhak… dhak… dhadak!
Room ke andar ke sabhi supporters pehle confuse ho jaate hain. Kuch log ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hain. Ek ladka khidki ki taraf daudta hai aur parda kholta hai.
Hawa ke saath awaaz aur tez ho jaati hai—jaise koi bara procession building ki taraf aa raha ho.
Camera Arjun ke chehre par zoom karta hai. Uski smile dheere-dheere phiki pad jaati hai. Uske lips ek tight line me band ho jaate hain. Eyebrows dheere se narrow hote hain, aankhen squint hoti hain—confusion aur irritation dono ek saath.
Arjun halki si der ke liye static khada rahta hai, jise dekhar lagta hai jaise wo apne ears se confirm kar raha ho ki jo sun raha hai, wo sach hai.
Supporter (ghabrahat ke saath)
Bhaiya… yeh… yeh to koi aur rally lag rahi hai…
Arjun ne apna haath dheere se neeche kiya, kandhe se hata kar. Uska poora expression badal gaya tha—ab wo relaxed leader nahi balki ek alert soldier lag raha tha,
Background me awaaz aur bhi tez ho jaati hai. Hooting… slogans… aur dhol ki dhamak.
Arjun ki aankhen khidki ki taraf ghurti hain, aur camera dheere se uske face par zoom karta hai—jahaan ab ek sawal likha tha: Yeh kaun aa gaya?
College Campus – Outside Party Managing Room

Dhol ki thap aur slogans ab itne tez ho gaye the ki pura campus hilta hua lag raha tha. Arjun ke supporters khidki ki taraf bhaag kar dekhte hain, aur sab ek saath shock me aawaaz nikalte hain.

Supporter

Yeh… yeh to Zaheer Qureshi hai!

Camera cut hota hai. Gate ke bahar ek bara procession enter karta hai—hundreds of students, haath me placards, posters aur saffed-green rang ke banners. Beech me ek khule jeep par khada Zaheer Qureshi tha. Uski aankhen fierce, uska stance shaandar aur confident.

Uske aas paas ke students Zaheer Qureshi Zindabad! aur Nasha Mukt Campus – Zaheer Zindabad! ke slogans chillate hue campus me enter hote hain.

Arjun apni jagah se harta nahi, lekin uske chehre ka rang badal gaya tha. Confusion aur gussa dono saaf dikh rahe the. Uske haath apne aap tight ho kar fists ban jaate hain.

Camera zoom karta hai Zaheer par—wo jeep ke edge par khada hai, dono haath hawa me uthakar students ko energize kar raha hai. Uski awaaz mic se campus me goonjti hai.

Zaheer Qureshi (tez awaaz me)

Is campus ko barbaadi ki raah par le jaane wale soch rahe the ki unka raaj hamesha chalega. Lekin yeh naya daur hai! Yeh nayi soch hai! Aur Pink City College ko koi nasha, koi bhrashtachar, koi kursi ke peeche chhupa ganda khel barbaad nahi kar payega… jab tak hum jaise jawaan khade hain!

Crowd ek jhattke se cheer karta hai, slogans aur tez ho jaate hain.

Zaheer apni ungli hawa me point karta hai—seedha party room ki building ki taraf, jaha khidki se Arjun usse dekh raha tha.

Zaheer

Aur ek baat yaad rakhna… ab yeh election ek taraf ki jeet nahi… yeh jang hogi sheher ke mustaqbil ki. Aur main… Zaheer Qureshi… tum sabka candidate hoon!

Slogans ke beech jeep aage barhta hai. Procession dhool, awaaz aur energy ke tufan ki tarah Static Department ki taraf badhta hai—wahaan jaa kar nomination file karne ke liye.

Room ke andar, Arjun apne supporters ke beech khada tha, lekin uski saanson ka rhythm tez ho gaya tha. Uski aankhen narrow, jaw clench hua hua. Ekdum soldier jaisa face—blood boiling with rage.

Arjun dheere se apne andar hi growl karta hai—

Arjun

Zaheer Qureshi…
Camera uske chehre par rukta hai, background me slogans ki awaaz gungunati hai, aur uske clenched fists par zoom karte hi scene fade out ho jaata hai.
Static Department – Afternoon

Sunlight tez chamak rahi thi. Static Department ke bahar abhi bhi studenton ka rush tha. Zaheer ne abhi-abhi andar jaa kar apna nomination form fill kiya tha. Uske saath khade supporters slogans chilla rahe the—Zaheer Zindabad! Nasha Mukt Pink City!

Zaheer bahar aata hai. Uske chehre par ek confident smile hai, jaise ek nayi jang ka shankhnaad ho chuka ho.

Jab wo seedhiyon se neeche utarta hai, tabhi uski nazar thodi door khade ek shakhs par tik jaati hai—Arjun Singh. Cream Nehru jacket me khada, haath apne pocket me, lekin aankhen teekhi aur bhari hui gusse se.

Camera slow motion me dono ki aankhen ek doosre se takraati hain. Beech me bheed hai, slogans hai, shor hai—lekin in dono ke liye sab kuch ekdum silent ho jaata hai. Sirf aankhon ka war.

Arjun ek kadam aage badhta hai. Uska expression smile aur anger ka mix tha.

Arjun

Toh yeh hai tera khel, Zaheer Qureshi… bina bataye, seedha samne aakar talwar khol di?

Zaheer seedha uske paas aata hai, dono ab sirf kuch hi kadam door khade hain.

Zaheer

Talwar main nahi khola, Arjun Singh. Talwar to tumhare khud ke iraade ne khola tha. Maine sirf us dhund ko saaf kar diya hai jisme yeh college ko dooba hua tha.

Arjun thoda sarcasm ke saath smile karta hai, lekin aankhen ab bhi teekhi.

Arjun

Jahan main khada hoon, wahan dhund apne aap hatt jaati hai. Tumhari awaazon ka josh dekh liya… lekin asli khel to ab shuru hoga.

Zaheer uske bilkul paas aakar thandi lekin darr paida karne wali awaaz me bolta hai.

Zaheer

Aur asli khel mein… na tumhari chamak kaam aayegi, na tumhara naam. Sirf sach ka bojh kaam aayega. Aur us bojh ke neeche tumhari kursi zaroor tootegi.

Supporters ke slogans aur tez ho jaate hain. Dono ab bhi ek dusre ko ghur rahe hote hain—na koi peeche hatega, na koi muskaan todta hai. Rivalry ka vibe itna intense tha jaise bas ek spark chahiye aur pura campus aag me jal uthhe.

Camera dono ke teekhe faces par cut hota hai—ek taraf Arjun Singh ka boiling anger, dusri taraf Zaheer Qureshi ka fierce determination. Background me awaaz goonjti hai—Election 2025… Pink City ki asli jang.



Scene – College Campus, Central Lawn

Campus me chahal-pahal thi, election ka mahaul aur tez ho gaya tha. Har taraf posters, slogans aur dhol nagade ki awaaz ghoom rahi thi. Students groups me khade gossip kar rahe the.

Ammu apne notes clutch karke canteen ke taraf ja rahi thi jab usne kuch students ko ek hi taraf bhaagte hue dekha.

Ek student bol utha

Arre chal chal, Zaheer Qureshi ne form daala hai!

Ammu ke kadam wahin thir gaye. Uska dil ekdam se dhadakne laga. Usne turant mudkar dekha—campus ke main lawn ke taraf ek bara juloos aata hua tha. Dhol baj rahe the, ladke-ladkiyaan slogans laga rahe the. Beech me Zaheer tha—white kurta, rolled-up sleeves, confident steps aur uske chehre par wo intense leader jaisa glow.

Ammu ki aankhen phat gayi. Uska haath uske dupatte ko aur kasne laga.

Ammu (andar hi andar)

Zaheer… tumne yeh kadam kyun uthaya?

Uske saamne Arjun ke supporters bhi khade ho gaye the, shock aur gusse me. Kuch log to turant nara-baazi shuru kar dete hain.

Arjun supporters

Humara neta ek hai! Arjun Singh zindabad!

Aur saamne se Zaheer ke supporters cheekh rahe the.

Zaheer supporters

Zaheer Qureshi! Inquilab!

Dono taraf se slogans takra rahe the jaise jang ka shankhnaad ho.

Ammu beech me khadi thi, uske kaan goonj rahe the. Usne apni aankhen bandh karli, andar ek ajeeb si ghabrahat.

Uske chehre par aansu ki boond aa gayi, lekin usne jaldi se palak jhuka li.

Ammu (khud se dheere se)

Yeh dono… ek doosre ke khilaaf. Kya mujhe apne bhai aur… Arjun ke beech khadi hona padega?
Camera uske bechain chehre par zoom karta hai, background me slogans aur dhol ki awaaz aur tez hoti jaati hai.
Scene – College Girls Common Room

Shaam ke kareeb tha, lekin campus abhi bhi slogans aur posters se goonj raha tha. Ammu tez kadmo se Shanu ke paas pahunchi jo common room ke ek kone me baithkar apna bag band kar rahi thi.

Ammu ka chehra safed tha, aankhon me darr aur bechaini.

Ammu

Shanu… tumhe pata hai? Zaheer bhi election me khada ho gaya hai. Main campus me khud dekhi uska juloos… Arjun ke khilaaf.

Shanu ne uski taraf dekha, thoda sa palak jhuki aur usne gahri saans li jaise wo pehle se sab jaanti ho.

Shanu

Haan Ammu… mujhe pata tha.

Ammu hairan reh gayi.

Ammu

Tumhe pata tha? Tumne mujhe bataya kyun nahi?

Shanu ne uska haath pakda aur dheere se bola.

Shanu

Kyuki main chahti thi ke tum thodi der aur normal rah sako. Lekin ab waqt aa gaya hai tumhe sab jaan’ne ka.

Ammu ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Usne shabdhi khamoshi me sir hilaya.

Shanu (dheere se)

Wo aadmi… Mushtaq Khan… AND ka officer, Uska kehna hai ki yeh saara election sirf ek mask hai. Jitne wale ko iss sheher ke nasha mafia ke liye puppet bana diya jaayega.

Ammu ki aankhen gol ho gayi, uske hont tharr gaye.

Ammu

Matlab… Arjun aur Zaheer… dono ko pata hai?

Shanu ne uski taraf gehri nazar se dekha, awaaz me bojh tha.

Shanu

Nahi Ammu. Arjun ko is bare me kuch bhi nahi maloom. Par agar Mushtaq Khan ki baat sach nikli… to sirf yeh college nahi… puri Pink City ka ant nishchit hai.

Ammu ka jism ekdum se kaanp gaya. Uske haath se dupatta phisal kar zameen par gir gaya, lekin usne uthaya bhi nahi. Uski aankhon me aansu bhar aaye, usne seedha shanu ki taraf dekha.

Ammu (toot'ti awaaz me)

To main kya karun Shanu…? Ek taraf mera bhai, ek taraf… Arjun. Agar dono is raaste par chale gaye to hum sabka kya hoga?

Camera Ammu ke rooh ko hila dene wale expression par zoom karta hai, peeche se slogans ki goonj ab bhi chal rahi hoti hai—jaise uski bechaini ko aur tez kar rahi ho.



Scene – Zaheer ke ghar, Late Night

Andhera tha, bas ek tube light ki mildi-juldi roshni se aangan chamak raha tha. Azhar drawing room me so chuke the, ghar me ek gheri khamoshi thi. Ammu chori-chupe Zaheer ke kamre tak aayi, uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.

Darr, gussa, aur uljhan—sab kuch ek saath tha uske andar. Usne darwaza kholkar dekha, Zaheer desk par baitha tha, nomination form ki copy aur kuch notes ko ghoor raha tha.

Ammu aage badhi aur thodi tez awaaz me boli.

Ammu

Yeh sab kya hai, Zaheer? Tum election me khade kyun ho gaye ho?

Zaheer ne aankhen uthakar uski taraf dekha. Pehle to thoda chok gaya, phir uski awaaz sakht ho gayi.

Zaheer

Ammu, tumhe yeh sab samajhne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Bas itna samajh lo ki main apne doston, apne college ke liye khada hua hoon.

Ammu ne aankhon me aansu roke, ek kadam aur aage badha.

Ammu ki awaaz ekdum kanp gayi.

Ammu

Lekin yeh ladaai tumhari nahi hai Zaheer. Yeh tumhe aur Arjun dono ko ek aise dal-dal me kheench degi jaha se koi nahi nikal payega. Tum samajh kyu nahi rahe ho?

Zaheer khamosh ho gaya, uski aankhon me bhi thoda sa darr tha, par usne apni wajah chhupate huye bas itna kaha.

Zaheer

Main peeche nahi hatunga, Ammu. Chahe Arjun ho ya koi aur… main yeh chunav jeetunga. Aur is sheher ko badal dunga.

Ammu ki aankhon se aansu gir pade. Usne seedha Zaheer ki taraf dekha, awaaz toot kar nikli.

Ammu

Sheher badalne ke sapne dekh rahe ho, lekin tumhe dikhai nahi de raha… ke tumhara apna ghar hi toot jayega.
Dono ke beech ek bhari khamoshi chha gayi. Peeche se raat ke insects ki awaaz aur door se koi kutte ke bhonkne ki goonj aa rahi thi. Camera Ammu ke aansuon aur Zaheer ke sakht chehre par cut hota hai—dono apne apne sach me qaid.

[Greenwood]

when you ask for explanation , and he try to hide behind his anger , he is not the right man . 

if you don't find the man standing beside you , when you need him , that's not the right man for you. 

if the man is not honest with you , and he is a coward. then hi is not the right man . 

if he don't share his secret and future plan with you,  he think you are just a girl and should not get involved this kind of manly matter  , and think he is doing these for your good future , (actually he is doing these for his ego). he is not the right man . 

if you cant reach him , when you need to talk to him. he is so busy with his work cant even make some room .  then he is not the right man . 

these are the some  red flags a girl should look  for , when she choose her partner. and our hero got all of them. 

firstly,  when ammu asked about nikkhats rumor, arjun got angry , and left without any explanation. 

then , when ammu was going through marriage pressure , and her father was ill , she need his support for taking decision, she try to reach him , he was not there , but next day he was trying hard for ruined her marriage shamelessly,  without even asking her. 

then he asked for forgiveness , without reveling his true sin. a coward of a hero . I know that the word coward going to raise some eye brow. but this is true . 

then all of a sudden he got busy, and when ammu asked him , he said I am doing this for us . that was not true , you don't need to become college president for a girl who love you so much. arjun doing this for his ego. then all of a sudden ammu come to know that her lover want to join politics.  some may find this very normal , we see this kind of things very often in film.  especially in south film . but its very important to discus with your partner before taking big step like this . no arjun not gonna do that , hi think he is a hero , and everything he is doing going to come out not just fine but with excellent result . and ammu should respect his decision without any question. or if she raise some question , I will kiss her and she gonna melt in my arm. I will suffocate her question with my love.  how romantic!!!!  

and last but not least , no matter how much you get involve in election , you can take a phone call . even person running for  prime minister  can find out five minute , for a phone call . but our arjun cant , because he is ARJUN   

my advise for a girl like ammu is . please run , run as fast as you can , from this man .

I don't know how are you taking this story
But I want to clarify that I added disclaimer in the very beginning of the stroy
This is a fictional world where you get every type of story and you are get every type of character, in my POV arjun is some kind of a character like a ruthless rough and dominant, and i one more thing I have to clarify that this is story section and we author couldn't describe every details that readers notice... 
Our work and our will is entertain all of you... 
We trying our very best to bring good stuff infront of you...
Even after this if we hurt or portray something wrong or negative kindly forgive me 

Your loving writer
Greenwood 

[Greenwood]

Update 93




Scene – College Ground, Afternoon Continues
Stage ke saamne students ka samundar umad aaya tha. Arjun ki awaaz mic se ghoonj rahi thi aur har lafz se jazba tapak raha tha. Dhoop tez thi lekin uski energy aur uski aankhon ka junoon crowd ko aur garam kar raha tha.
Arjun
Main janta hoon… bohot se log kehte hain ki politics sirf jhooth ka khel hai. Lekin main aapko ek baat bata doon… yeh kursi mere liye nahi, yeh kursi aap sabke liye hai. Yeh kursi aapke haq ki hai!
Crowd ekdam se garaj utha—Arjun Singh! Arjun Singh!
Front rows me ladke-ladkiyon ke chehre par ek alag si roshni thi, jaise wo Arjun ke shabdon me apna future dekh rahe ho. Posters hawa me hil rahe the, kuch students mobile flashlight jala kar hawa me wave karne lage.
Arjun ka andaaz badal gaya, usne mic ko ek haath se upar uthaya aur dusre haath se students ki taraf ishara kiya.
Arjun
Aaj main ek baat likh kar deta hoon—agar main jeeta… toh iss college ki awaaz aapke haath me hogi. Har ek problem… chaahe wo hostel ka ho ya library ka, canteen ka ho ya scholarship ka… uska jawab aapko milega. Main chhupne waala nahi hoon. Main saamne se ladne waala hoon!
Crowd ki cheekh-pukaar aur slogans se poora ground hila diya. Ek ladka khada hoke chillaaya—Arjun bhaiya tum jeetoge!
Arjun ke chehre par confident muskaan thi. Camera uske supporters ke chehron par zoom hota hai—kisi ki aankhon me umeed, kisi ke dil me junoon, kisi ke chehre par khushi.
Stage ke neeche khade uske karyakarta ek dusre ke kandhe thapthapa rahe the. Sabke chehre par sirf ek hi ehsaas tha—Arjun Singh ka effect chhata jaa raha tha.
Aur yeh effect sirf students tak nahi… balki teachers aur staff ke kuch chehron par bhi halka sa asar dikhne laga tha. Sab samajh gaye the ki is bhashan ne ek wave create kar di hai jo ab rukne waali nahi.

Scene – College Party Room, Same Din Sham Ke Baad
Arjun ke dhamakedaar bhashan ke baad poora campus abhi bhi uske slogans aur energy se ghoom raha tha. Lekin Arjun, shor sharabe se alag, apne party room ke andhar aaya.
Room thoda andhera tha, sirf ek tube light ki safed roshni hawa me phail rahi thi. Darwaza band hote hi ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi.
Arjun ne apni cream Nehru jacket utaar kar kursi ke peechhe latka di, phir dhire se ek kursi kheench kar us par baith gaya. Uski body language calm thi, lekin aankhon me abhi bhi bhashan wali garam aag jal rahi thi.
Table par posters, leaflets aur ek diary khuli thi. Arjun ne diary kholi aur pen uthaya. Uska chehra ekdum serious ho gaya, jaise ek soldier battlefield ke map par strategy draw kar raha ho.
Arjun apne aap se dheemi awaaz me bolta hai.
Arjun
Sabse pehle, election commission ke panel me apne bande fit karne padenge… phir polling day ke volunteers… aur sabse bada kaam, Zaheer ke entry ka jawab. Uske har kadam ko rokna hoga.
Camera uske chehre par zoom hota hai—uske lips tight ho jate hain, eyebrows niche ki taraf sikudte hain.
Arjun
Zaheer… tu sochta hai ki politics khel hai. Par tu bhool raha hai… iss khel ke har ek rule ko main likh chuka hoon.
Wo diary ke ek page par bada sa circle banata hai aur uske beech likhta hai—“Victory = Strategy + Control”.
Ek pal ke liye wo kursi ki backrest par jhuk kar aankhen band karta hai. Uske dimaag me bhashan ke cheers abhi bhi ghoonj rahe hote hain. Lekin usi ke beech ek aur image flash hota hai—Zaheer ka confident chehra jab usne nomination bhar kar uski taraf dekha tha.
Arjun ki mutthi apne aap tight ho jati hai.
Arjun
Game ab shuru hua hai.
Room ke kone me ek supporter darwaza knock karke aata hai aur bolta hai,
Bhaiya, campus ke posters ready ho gaye hain. Kal subah tak pura college aapke naam se bhar denge.
Arjun halka sa smirk karta hai, kursi se uth kar seedha khada ho jata hai.
Arjun
Nahi… kal subah nahi. Raat ko hi. Subah tak jab Zaheer aankh kholega, usse samajh aa jaana chahiye ki yeh college Arjun Singh ka hai.
Scene – Shaam, Ek Sunssaan Building (Anonymous Location)

Building ki 3rd floor par ek chhota sa kamra tha—pura andhera, sirf ek purana bulb latak raha tha jo har dusre pal jhilmila raha tha. Wahan dhoondh se bhari khidkiyon ke peeche Zaheer aur Mushtaq Khan khade the.
Table par ek purana naksha, kuch files aur cigarettes ki bachi hui raakh bikhar rahi thi.
Mushtaq Khan ne apne haath me cigarette pakdi hui thi, dhuaan chhodte hue usne Zaheer ki taraf ghur kar kaha
Mushtaq Khan
Zaheer… main tumhe har mumkin support dunga. Paisa, network, log… sab milega. Lekin yaad rakhna, main sirf background se hi madad kar paunga. College campus me mera chehra dikhna matlab hamara pura plan khul jana. Aur yeh hum afford nahi kar sakte.
Zaheer ne apne dono haath bandhe rakhe the, uska chehra sankalp se bhara hua tha. Lekin aankhon me ek khamoshi thi, jaise kuch dhoond raha ho.
Mushtaq Khan aage jhuk kar uske kandhe par haath rakhta hai.
Mushtaq Khan
Ab zimmedari tumhari hai, Zaheer. Tumhe ek aisa insaan chahiye… jo strategy me master ho. Jo Arjun jaise shaatir dimaag ko pal pal me maat de sake. Jo tumhe har kadam par lead kare, guide kare… aur tumhe iss khel ka asli khiladi bana de.
Room ekdam khamosh ho jata hai. Bulb ki jhilmilahat aur bahar se aa rahi kutton ke bhonkne ki awaaz sirf suni ja rahi thi.
Zaheer ka chehra dhire dhire ek aur rang me dhalta hai—uski aankhen ekdam tez ho jati hain. Jese hi Mushtaq Khan ki baat khatam hoti hai, camera Zaheer ki aankhon par zoom karta hai. Uski aankho me ek flash, ek soch chamak uthti hai.
Uske andar jaise ek awaaz gujti hai—Mujhe maloom hai… woh insaan kaun hai.
Zaheer ki jawline tight ho jati hai, uske hoth ek halki si smile me sikudte hain. Wo Mushtaq Khan ki taraf seedhi aankhon se dekh kar bas itna kehta hai
Zaheer
Mujhe mil gaya… woh insaan jo Arjun ko tod kar rakh dega.
Camera slow zoom out karta hai—room ke andhere me sirf Zaheer ka confident chehra chamak raha hota hai, aur Mushtaq Khan ke hothon pe ek shatir smirk.

Scene – Late Night, Arjun ka Room
Raat ke kareeb 1 baj rahe the. Ghar me sab so chuke the, sirf Arjun ka kamra abhi tak ek halki roshni me jagmagata tha. Uski cream Nehru jacket kursi par padi thi, jeans abhi tak usne pehni hui thi. Darwaza dhakka maar kar band karte hi wo bina soche samjhe bed par gir gaya.
Uska saans bhaari tha, dimaag din bhar ke speeches, slogans aur planning se bhara hua. Lekin jaise hi usne apna sir takiye par rakha, uski aankhen dheere dheere bojhal hone lagi. Kuch hi palon me neend ki aagosh use kheench leti hai.
Aur fir shuru hota hai… sapna.
Camera blur hota hai aur ek ajeeb si duniya samne aati hai—college ke hi stage par Arjun khada hai. Lekin saamne uski usual janta nahi, sab chairs khali hain, sab jagah ek andhera. Sirf ek spotlight Arjun par hai. Uske haath me mic hai, lekin awaaz nahi nikal rahi.
Achanak piche se dhol ki awaaz ghoonjti hai, wohi jo usne din me suni thi. Spotlight ghuma kar jaati hai Zaheer par—woh ek kursi par baitha hai, uske chehre par ek confident, thoda sarcastic smirk.
Zaheer
Arjun… yeh khel ab sirf politics ka nahi hai. Yeh teri izzat, tera pyaar, tera sab kuch todne ka khel hai.
Arjun ki aankhen gusse se phat jaati hain, wo mic todkar aage badhta hai. Lekin jaise hi ek kadam leta hai, zameen niche se daldal ban jaati hai. Uske pair usme atak jaate hain.
Upar se awaaz ghoonjti hai—
Zaheer ki.
Zaheer (echo me)
Arjun, tujhe maloom bhi hai… teri sabse badi kamzori kya hai? Wo ladki… jiske liye tu sab kuch kar raha hai. Ammu.
Camera ekdum fast angle me Ammu ko dikhata hai—wo ek door ke piche khadi hai, uske haath me ek diya hai, uski aankhen aansuon se bhari. Uske aur Arjun ke beech ek kaala sheesha hai, Arjun kitni bhi koshish karta hai, us tak nahi pahunch paata.
Arjun cheekhne ki koshish karta hai, lekin awaaz ekdam band ho jaati hai. Spotlight bujh jaata hai, aur sab kuch andhera ho jaata hai.
Usi waqt Arjun zor se jhatka kha kar apne bed par uthta hai, saans phooli hui, pasine me bheega hua.
Arjun
(andar hi andar)
Nahi… main haar nahi sakta.
Scene – Morning, College Campus

Arjun ka din tension bhare sapne ke saaye me shuru hua tha. Subah se uske chehre par thoda sa bojh tha, aankhen raat ke sapne se ab tak bhaari thi. Lekin jaise hi usne college ki galiyon me apne poster dekhne shuru kiye—uska khud ka chehra, confident smile aur taglines charo taraf chipke huye—ek halki si relief aur sweet si muskaan uske labon par aa gayi.
Dil ke ek kone me socha, haan, main akela nahi hoon. Yeh log mere saath hain.
Wo seedha apne party room me ghusta hai. Room me uske supporters already khade hain, sab excited, kuch planning me busy, kuch uske speech ke bare me discuss kar rahe hain. Jaise hi Arjun andar aata hai, sab seedhe ho jaate hain. Ek ladka jaldbaazi me uske paas aata hai.
Supporter
Arjun bhai… apko pata hai Zaheer ne…
Arjun uski baat kaat kar thoda smile karta hai, apna bag chair par fekta hai.
Arjun
Bol na… ruk kyu gaya?
Woh ladka ghabra kar dheere se kehta hai.
Supporter
Zaheer ne strategy ke liye kisi ko hire kiya hai…
Arjun table par rakha glass uthata hai, glass me paani hai. Usse haath me lekar ek smirk deta hai.
Arjun
To usse kya hua? Tum sab ho na mere saath… dekh lenge use bhi.
Ladka phir bhi ghabra kar jhat se bolta hai.
Supporter
Arjun bhai… dekh to lijiye, wo hai koun.
Arjun ka glass uske honton ke paas aata hai, sip lene hi wala hota hai ki uske haath ki movement ekdam ruk jaati hai. Uska chehra tight ho jaata hai, jaise kisi ne uske dil pe ek chot kar di ho.
Camera ekdum slow motion me cut hota hai…
College ke main gate ke bahar ek shiny black car rukti hai. Door dheere se khulta hai. Camera niche se upar jata hai.
Sabse pehle zameen par ek soft padti sandal utarti hai.
Phir frame shift hota hai—uske haath par, jahan ek khanakti hui tirange rang ki chudiya chamak rahi hain.
Uske baad camera zoom karta hai uske kaan par latakte hue silver jhumkon par.
Phir hawa me hilta hua uska dupatta screen fill kar deta hai.
Aur jaise hi dupatta ek taraf udta hai… camera blur se sharp hota hai.
Face reveal—
Woh ladki aur koi nahi… Shanu hai.
Arjun ke haath me glass ab bhi ruka hua hai, uski aankhen ek pal ke liye shock aur disbelief me jam jaati hain.
Scene – College Campus, Afternoon

College ka mahaul garam tha. Posters, flags aur slogans har taraf. Election ka dhoom-dhadaka pure campus ko battlefield bana raha tha. Jaha subah Arjun ka dhamakedar speech goonj raha tha, ab waha stage par Zaheer apni party ke saath khada tha. Bheed ekdum charged thi, aur loudspeakers ki awaaz college ke har kone me phel rahi thi.
Zaheer stage ke beech me aaya, mic ko apne haath me pakda aur seedha awaam ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon me woh aatmvishwas chamak raha tha jo aam taur par usme kam dikhai deta tha. Lekin aaj uski zubaan me ek alag hi aag thi.
Zaheer
Doston, aaj main aapke saamne sirf ek candidate banke nahi khada hoon… main aapka ek dost hoon, ek student hoon jo aapki takleef samajhta hai. Humein aaj aise neta ki zarurat nahi jo sirf stage par khade hokar badi-badi baatein karein… humein chahiye koi jo aapke liye khada ho, aapke liye ladai lade. Aur main aapko wada karta hoon… har ek student ki awaaz meri awaaz banegi!
Uske shabdon ka junoon bheed me ek bijli ki tarah daud gaya. Students cheer karne lage, claps aur slogans aur tez ho gaye. Zaheer ke haathon ka andaaz, uska har pause, har lafz — jaise ek planned strike ho.
Stage ke peeche, thoda sa door, ek corner par Shanu khadi thi. Uske chehre par ek halki muskaan thi. Usne khud yeh speech likha tha, har line carefully chuni thi, har emotion ko perfect jagah par rakha tha. Usse maloom tha, Zaheer ke shabdon se bheed ka dil jeeta jaa sakta hai.
Aur waisa hi hua.
Dusri taraf…
Apne party room ke andar, Arjun apni kursi par baitha tha. Uske supporters bhi andar the, lekin uski nazar ekdum door chali gayi thi. Loudspeaker par bajta har lafz uske kaano me ghus raha tha.
Zaheer ki awaaz room ke walls tak guunj rahi thi.
Zaheer (loudspeaker par)
Yeh sirf ek election nahi hai… yeh aapki awaaz ki ladai hai, yeh aapke haq ki ladai hai!
Arjun ka haath table par rakhe glass ke paas ruk gaya. Uski aankhon me ek ajnabi si chamak thi. Woh jaanta tha, yeh Zaheer ki zubaan nahi hai. Yeh lafz, yeh structure, yeh strategy—yeh sab ek sharp mind ka kaam hai.
Aur uske dil me ek ajeeb si ehsaas hua… thoda shock, thoda admiration.
Arjun ne dheere se ek smirk kiya, apni kursi par peeche tik kar bola.
Arjun
Yeh style… yeh planning… yeh Shanu ka hi kaam ho sakta hai.
Room ki khidki se bahar se aa rahi bheed ki cheering uske dil par bar bar zor daal rahi thi. Arjun apne honton ko thoda kas ke muskuraya, jaise apne dil se khud ko samjha raha ho.
Arjun (andar hi andar)
Mujhe rokne aaye ho, Shanu? Dekhte hain… tumhari strategy mere junoon ke saamne tikti hai ya nahi.
Scene – Girls Common Room ke bahar, Shaam ka waqt

Campus ke andar aaj bhi roneq thi. Posters aur slogans abhi bhi hawa me gungunaa rahe the, lekin loudspeaker band ho chuka tha. Shanu apni diary haath me liye, thoda thak kar fresh hone ke liye girls common room ki taraf aayi. Uske chehre par satisfaction tha—us speech ne Zaheer ko naye level par laa khada kiya tha.
Jaise hi Shanu ne common room ke darwaze ki taraf kadam badhaya, uske raste me ek parcha gaya. Usne apni nazar uthai—Arjun saamne khada tha. Uska andaaz ekdum calm, lekin aankhon me wo shikaar karne wali intensity.
Shanu ne diary apni bag me daali aur sidhe uski taraf dekha.
Shanu
Rasta chhodo Arjun.
Arjun dheere se muskuraya, uska ek kadam aage badha.
Arjun
Rasta? Tum to khud mere raste me aa gayi ho, Shanu. Mujhe laga tha tum meri behen ho… support karogi. Lekin yahan to tum mere sabse bade dushman ke liye speech likh rahi ho.
Shanu apne dupatte ko sambhalte hue uske saamne se guzarna chahti thi, lekin Arjun ne thoda aage ho kar uske raaste ko block kar diya.
Shanu (thoda tez tone me)
Dushman? Arjun, mujhe lagta hai tum bhool rahe ho… main kisi ka dushman ban’ne nahi aayi. Main sirf ek sach ke saath khadi hoon. Aur agar tumhe ye sach khud ke khilaaf lagta hai… to ye problem tumhari hai.
Arjun ka smirk aur gehra ho gaya. Usne apne haath ko wall par rakha, ekdum Shanu ke paas, jaise uske words ko aur weight de raha ho.
Arjun
Sache ki baat karti ho… lekin sach to ye hai, tumhe pata hai tum jahan khadi ho wahan galat insaan ko support kar rahi ho. Shanu, tumhe pata bhi hai Zaheer ko strategy sikha kar tum mujhe kitna challenge kar rahi ho?
Shanu ne uski aankhon me seedha dekha, bina dare, bina jhuke.
Shanu
Aur tumhe pata hai Arjun… main tumhe challenge karne se darte nahi hoon. Tumne hamesha sabko underestimate kiya hai, lekin is baar… tumhe samajh aayega ki yeh sirf junoon aur posters se nahi jeeta jaata.
Arjun ke honton ki muskaan ek pal ke liye gayab hui. Uski aankhon me ek alag hi fire thi—shock aur admiration ka mix. Usne dheere se uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar kaha.
Arjun
Theek hai, behen… khel tumne shuru kiya hai. Ab dekhna… khatam main karunga.
Shanu ne uske saamne se nikal kar common room ka darwaza khola, usse palat kar dekha aur thandi saans ke saath bola.
Shanu
Khatam karne ki baat mat karo Arjun… kyunki is baar shuru se hi lead mere paas hai.
Aur wo andar chali gayi. Arjun wahi khada reh gaya—uske honto par ek half-smile, aankhon me ek nayi chingari.

Arjun(confidently monologue)
Tujhme bhi wahi khoon hai jo mujhme hai lekin shayd tu bhool gayi ki main thoda jyada kameena hu, tu bas teri tayari kar kyoki mujhe tayari ki jarurat nahi padegi

[Greenwood]

Update 94




Scene – Campus Meeting Hall, Dophar ka waqt
Meeting hall me kursiyan ek circle me lagi thi. Arjun ka poster abhi bhi diwaron par chamak raha tha. Uske supporters ekdum excited, lekin andar se thode darr gaye the kyunki sabne Zaheer ka speech kal raat loudspeaker pe suna tha.
Arjun ne hall ke center me aakar ek chair pe khud ko casually bitha liya. Haath me ek marker uthaya aur saamne board par likha – “Dhamaka 2.0”.
Room me halki si fisa-fisi shuru ho gayi.
Arjun (smirk karte hue)
Darr kyu rahe ho? Zaheer ka speech sun kar lag raha hai game khatam ho gaya? Abhi to game shuru hua hai. Tum logon ne socha bhi nahi hoga… ki ab hum kya karne wale hain.
Uska ek supporter aage aaya.
Supporter
Arjun bhai, Zaheer ne public ko ekdum apni taraf kheench liya hai. Ab kya plan hai?
Arjun khada hua, marker ghoomata hua board pe 3 circles banaye.
Arjun
Plan simple hai… hamara message ek rally ya speech tak simit nahi rahega. Main chahta hoon ki har student, har classroom, har gali… bas ek hi cheez bole – Arjun.
Usne marker se likha – Flash Campaign.
Sab thoda confuse hue.
Arjun (muskaan ke sath)
Hum har jagah ek hi din, ek hi waqt par apna symbol flash karenge. Posters, flags, slogans… aur ek grand announcement jo Zaheer ke pure campaign ko overshadow kar dega.
Ek ladki supporter boli
Grand announcement? Kya hoga woh?
Arjun thoda ruk kar, apni aankhen tez karte hue bola.
Arjun
Woh… mera surprise card hai. Abhi time aane pe pata chalega.
Sab cheer karne lage, lekin Arjun ke chehre pe ek alag hi confidence tha – jaise ki usne apne dil me koi bada dhamaka plan chhupa rakha ho.

Scene – College Assembly Hall, Afternoon
Assembly hall me aaj unusual crowd tha. Har jagah Arjun ke posters, stage ke saamne ek spotlight aur center me mic laga hua tha. Students ki fisa-fisi chal rahi thi – sabko lag raha tha Arjun kuch bada karne wala hai.
Arjun dheere-dheere stage par chadha. White kurta aur uske chehre par ek confident muskaan. Hall ekdum chup ho gaya jaise sabko bas uske shabdon ka intezaar ho.
Arjun
Main maanta hu… mere kaabil dost mujhse jyada kaabil hai. Mera purana mitr Zaheer ek genius champion hai… aur meri behen Shanaya ek tez tarrar ladki. Lekin main bas yeh kehna chahta hu… ki un logon ne meri burai toh bahut ki… lekin unka vision kya hai?
Students bechain ho kar ek dusre ko dekhne lage. Arjun apni awaaz aur tez karta hai.
Arjun
Bhaiyo aur behno, sirf mujhe neecha dikhakar koi leader nahi ban jata. Agar sach mein inke paas motive hai… toh bas itna batayein. Is election ko ladne ka asli wajah kya hai?
Arjun ek pause leta hai, aur seedha camera ki tarah saamne baithhe crowd ki aankhon me dekh kar bolta hai.
Arjun
Main invite karta hu Zaheer aur Shanaya ko. Ek one on one debate ho jaye. Mere samne, aap sabke samne. Mujhe galat sabit karna hai toh khul kar kijiye. Arjun vs Zaheer.
Hall me tezz taliyon ki goonj gunj uthi. Posters hilne lage, slogans shuru ho gaye – Arjun! Arjun!
Arjun apne dono haath jod kar stage se neeche utar gaya, lekin uske chehre par woh smirk tha jo sirf ek asli challenger ka hota hai.
Scene – Zaheer ka Party Room, Shaam

Room ke andar hawa mein tension chipak gayi thi. Posters, charts aur strategy notes har jagah bikhre hue the. Zaheer ek kursi par baitha tha, dono haath jor kar apne knees par rakhe hue. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, jaise dimaag ghoom raha ho.
Shanu saamne khadi thi, dupatta shoulder se phisal kar ek taraf latak raha tha. Usne abhi hall se aakar Zaheer ko sab bataya tha.
Zaheer (dheere se, halki si hansi ke saath)
Toh… Arjun ne finally khud hi raasta khol diya. Mujhe laga tha woh bachke nikal jayega, lekin usne apne pair se khud hi phanda kas liya.
Shanu (gusse aur focus ke beech)
Haan… lekin Zaheer, tum underestimate mat karna usse. Tum jante ho uski style… wo sirf bolta nahi, crowd ko feel karata hai. Aur debate mein crowd ka dil jeetna hi asli jeet hai.
Zaheer uski taraf dekhta hai, aankhon mein ek ajeeb si intensity ke saath.
Zaheer
Aur tumhari wajah se hi toh main jeetunga, Shanaya. Tum strategy banao… main usse shabdon se dhool chata dunga.
Shanu ek kadam aage badhti hai, uski awaaz aur narmi aur sakhti dono mila kar.
Shanu
Strategy tab kaam karegi jab tum shabd control kar paoge. Debate mein woh tumhe personal level par attack karega, tumhe provoke karega. Agar tum gusse mein aaye… toh uske haath khel jaayega.
Zaheer thoda rukta hai, aur fir apni kursi ki back par jhuk kar muskurata hai.
Zaheer
Tum mujhe bachpan se jaanti ho, Shanu. Main Zaheer hoon… aur debate meri jaan hai. Is baar… Arjun samajh lega ki game sirf slogans ya popularity se nahi jeeta jaata.
Shanu ka chehra abhi bhi serious tha. Usne apni diary uthayi aur ek page khola.
Shanu
Theek hai. Agar tumhe Arjun ko haraana hai… toh tumhe uske shabdon ka jawab shabd se dena hoga. Har point ke liye tum ready rahoge. Main tumhe prepare karungi… tum bas mere har step follow karna.
Zaheer (thoda smirk ke saath)
Tum ho na mere saath… toh mujhe Arjun se dar nahi.
Camera dheere-dheere Shanu ke chehre par zoom hota hai, jahan uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi — jaise usne apna ultimate challenge accept kar liya ho.

Scene – Ammu ka Room, Raat ka Waqt
Hawa bilkul suni si thi. Pankhe ki halki ghumti hui aawaaz ke alawa kamre mein koi saaz nahi tha. Ammu apne bistar ke kone par guthamuthi ho kar baithi thi, dono haathon se apna dupatta pakad kar jaise apne dil ko daba rahi ho.
Uske saamne study table par khuli diary padi thi… lekin uske panne khud uski uljhanon jaise bekaar lag rahe the. Kal ke debate ka khayal uske dimaag mein baar-baar bijli ki tarah ghoom raha tha. Arjun ka confident challenge, Zaheer ki taiyaari, aur ab Shanu ka unke saath khade hona… sab ek saath uske dil par bojh ban gaye the.
Ammu (apne aap se, halki si aawaaz mein)
Ye sab mere saamne kyu ho raha hai… Baba ka naam, Zaheer ki izzat, Shanu ki himmat… aur Arjun… uski wo aankhein… mujhe kyu confuse kar deti hain?
Uski aankhon mein aansu bhar aaye, aur usne turant dupatte se poch liye. Lekin dil ka darr nahi ja raha tha. Kal agar Zaheer hara toh… uska confidence tut jayega. Agar Arjun jeeta toh… aur bhi kathin ho jaayega, kyunki fir uska har kadam Ammu ki zindagi ko directly chhoo lega.
Usne diary bandh ki aur bistar par let gayi, chhat ki taraf takti hui.
Flashback ki tarah uske dimaag mein Arjun ka wo muskurata hua chehra ubhar aaya, jab usne campus mein usse sidhe aankhon mein dekh kar kaha tha — Main tumse haar nahi maanunga. Ammu ne apni aankhen band kar li aur haath se kan dhak diye, jaise uske shabd abhi bhi uske kaan mein ghoonj rahe ho.
Ammu (andar hi andar)
Main kya karu mere maalik… main kiske liye dua karu… aur kiske khilaaf?
Camera dheere-dheere zoom hota hai uske chehre par, jo ghabrahat aur dare hue aansuon ka mila jula manzar tha. Us raat Ammu ko neend nahi aayi, bas har pal ek nayi uljhan uske dil mein badhti gayi.
Scene – College Assembly Hall, “Arjun vs Zaheer Debate”

Assembly hall pin drop silence mein tha, har seat bhari hui thi. Students ke chehre par excitement aur tension dono likhi thi. Moderator ne mic sambhala.
Moderator
Aaj ke is special session mein humare beech honge ek face-to-face debate, jisme candidates apne apne visions rakhenge. Ek taraf hain Arjun Singh, aur doosri taraf Zaheer qureshi. Shuru karte hain opening statement se.
Zaheer ka Opening Statement
Zaheer confident hote hue khada hota hai.
Zaheer
Doston, main election isliye lad raha hu kyunki mujhe lagta hai hamare college mein ek gap hai… ek disconnect. Hamesha kuch selected students ke liye opportunities banti hain, aur baaki sab ignore kar diye jate hain. Mera vision simple hai – inclusivity. Main chahata hu ki har student ki awaaz suni jaye, chaahe wo sports mein ho, academics mein ya arts mein. Main propose karta hu ek Open Forum Committee jisme har department ka representative ho, taki kisi bhi student ki problem direct administration tak jaye.
Zaheer ne apna point samjhaya, students kuch haan mein sir hilate hain.
Arjun ka Opening Statement
Arjun relaxed tone mein khada hota hai.
Arjun
Zaheer ne ek accha point uthaya… lekin mera sawal hai, kya bas committee banana hi solution hai? Aaj tak kitni committees bani aur dhool kha rahi hain files mein? Mera plan hai execution. Main propose karta hu ek Digital Grievance System – ek app jahan har student apni problem daale aur uska tracking ID ho. Problem solve ho ya pending, sab transparent hoga. Isse accountability aayegi, aur faaltu politics khatam hogi.
Students ke beech se loud cheer nikalti hai.
Cross Questioning Round – Zaheer → Arjun
Zaheer
Arjun, tum keh rahe ho app banaoge. Lekin ground reality ye hai ki hamare college ke majority students ke paas basic digital facilities hi nahi hain. Jo offline struggle kar rahe hain unka kya? Tumhara system unhe aur isolate karega.
Arjun
(slight smile)
Zaheer, tumne ek valid concern uthaya. Lekin ground reality ye bhi hai ki 80% students ke paas smartphones already hain. Jahan nahi hain, wahaan computer labs provide karna meri zimmedari hogi. Tumhara solution committee banane tak limited hai… mera solution execution tak jaata hai.
Audience se ek zor ki taali.
Cross Questioning Round – Arjun → Zaheer
Arjun
Zaheer, tum keh rahe ho inclusivity. Lekin tumne kabhi openly students ko yeh bataya ki tumhari priority kya hogi? Infrastructure? Scholarships? Or cultural fests? Har candidate ka vision specific hona chahiye. Tumhara kya hai?
Zaheer thoda ruka, phir bola.
Zaheer
Meri first priority hogi fee transparency aur financial aid. Bahut saare students chhup kar struggle karte hain kyunki unke ghar ke halat theek nahi. Main chahata hu ki ek fund ho jahan needy students ko bina sharminda kiye help mil sake.
Hall mein kuch students emotional ho jate hain.
Arjun
(pointing)
Zaheer, main tumse poochta hu – ye fund kahan se aayega? College ki already fixed budget hai. Agar tum naye fund laoge to kahin aur cut hoga. Kaunsa sector sacrifice karega? Sports? Library? Ya cultural fests?
Zaheer thoda defensive hota hai.
Zaheer
Main industrial sponsorships aur alumni donations involve karunga. Fund ka source students ki basic facilities se cut karke nahi hoga.
Arjun sir hila ke note leta hai, phir calmly bolta hai.
Arjun
Good point. Lekin sponsorships aur donations ke bharose students ke future ko risk pe rakhna… kya ye practical hai?
Hall ekdam se murmur karta hai.
Closing Statements
Zaheer
Main perfect nahi hu, lekin main dil se koshish karna chahta hu ki har student ko equal opportunity mile.
Arjun
Main bhi perfect nahi hu… lekin main bas ye kehna chahta hu, main aapka dost ban kar aapke saath khada rahunga, boss ban kar upar se rule nahi karunga. Mere solutions shayad tough ho, lekin practical hain. Aur practical hi college ko badlega.
Moderator ne debate khatam hone ka signal diya. Hall ghoonj utha taaliyon aur cheers se – aur ye clear tha ki crowd Arjun ke favour mein tha. Zaheer aur Shanu dono apas mein khamosh baith gaye… pehli baar unke chehre par defeat ka asar dikh raha tha.


Scene – Evening, Zaheer’s room
Room andhera tha, sirf ek table lamp ki halki roshni jal rahi thi. Zaheer sofa par baitha hua tha, dono haath maatha pe rakh kar chhup se stare kar raha tha. Shanu opposite chair par thi, notebook kholi hui, lekin pen uske haath mein idle pada tha. Dono ke chehre par ek hi cheez likhi thi – haar ka bojh.
Shanu
Zaheer, honestly bolu… aaj hum log badly outsmart hue. Tumhare points strong the, emotional bhi the, lekin Arjun ne har angle ko practical bana diya.
Zaheer
(heavy voice)
Mujhe pata hai. Crowd bhi clearly uske saath tha. Usne mujhe ek aise trap mein dala jahan mere answers hollow lagne lage.
Shanu ne notebook bandh kar di.
Shanu
Usne ek strategy use ki – har baar tumhare point ke baad ek counter-question. Tumhare paas vision tha lekin detailed plan nahi… aur usne wahi pakad liya.
Zaheer sir hila kar lean hua, aankhon mein thoda gussa.
Zaheer
Arjun ko underestimate karna sabse badi galti thi. Mujhe laga wo bas baseless promises karega jaise har candidate karta hai… lekin usne data aur practicality ke saath bola.
Shanu ne calmly jawab diya.
Shanu
Aur crowd psychology usne masterfully handle ki. Har baat mein dosti, loyalty aur transparency ke emotional cards kheele. Students relate kar gaye.
Ek lambi khamoshi chhayi. Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhe bina soch rahe the.
Zaheer
(to himself)
Agar yeh pattern chala, election uske favour mein slip ho jayega. Mujhe apne agenda ko aur concrete karna hoga. Aur mujhe Arjun ko uske hi field mein beat karna hoga – execution.
Shanu
(slightly leaning forward)
Exactly. Humein ek detailed manifesto banana hoga – point by point, har department ke liye. Sirf emotional connect se kaam nahi chalega, humein usse zyada crisp aur structured plan dena hoga. Aur ek aur baat Zaheer…
Zaheer uski taraf dekhta hai.
Shanu
Tumhe apni image control karni hogi. Aaj students ne tumhe thoda defensive dekha. Next round mein tumhe aggressive aur confident dikhna hoga, warna momentum poora uske side chala jayega.
Zaheer ne gehri saans li aur finally Shanu ki aankhon mein dekha.
Zaheer
Arjun ne pehla round jeet liya hai, lekin game abhi khatam nahi hua. Main usse harane ke liye apni puri strategy badalunga.
Shanu ne thoda muskaan di, lekin uske chehre pe bhi ek halki tension bani rahi.
Shanu
Toh phir prepare ho jao… ab hamara next step decide karega ki yeh election kis taraf jaayega.
Room mein lamp ki light aur dono ke serious chehre hi bas dikh rahe the – ek war room jaisa mahaul tha, jahan defeat ko analyse karke next move tayyar kiya ja raha tha.
Scene – Same Room, Thodi Der Baad

Lamp ki roshni ab aur bhi mellow lag rahi thi. Zaheer ab bhi sofa par aage jhuka hua tha, haath ki ungliyon ko jod kar gahan soch mein. Shanu usse dekhti rahi, fir dheere se boli.
Shanu
Tumhe maloom hai Arjun aaj kyu jeeta?
Zaheer ne sar uthaya, thoda thaka hua sa lekin confident tone mein bola.
Zaheer
Haan… kyunki usne mujhe meri hi language mein beat kiya. Facts ke saath, vision ke saath, aur har cheez ka ek ready jawab tha uske paas.
Shanu ne chhoti si halki muskaan ke saath sir hilaaya.
Shanu
Bilkul. Tum sahi keh rahe ho… lekin ek wajah aur bhi hai.
Zaheer curious ho kar uski taraf dekhta hai.
Shanu
Uske paas ek management team hai. 40-50 log jo uske har kaam ko handle karte hain – slogans, posters, crowd mobilisation, data, speech polish karna. Tumne notice kiya hoga, stage pe uske answers crisp the kyunki pichhle do din se uski team unhe sharpen kar rahi thi. Aur humare paas?
Zaheer ne ek bitter sa smile diya.
Zaheer
Sirf hum do. Main aur tum.
Shanu ne uski aankhon mein seedha dekhte hue kaha.
Shanu
Toh sabse pehla kaam yehi hai, Zaheer. Agar humein usse takkar leni hai toh ek team banani hogi. Dedicated log jo sirf humare liye kaam karein, har front sambhalein. Ek strong core group. Tabhi hum uske level pe compete kar sakenge.
Zaheer ne thoda relax hote hue peeche sir tikaya aur uski taraf dekha. Kuch seconds ke liye dono ke beech silence raha, sirf ek doosre ki aankhon mein ek silent agreement tha.
Phir dono ke lips par ek saath ek chhoti si confident muskaan aayi – ek understand wali smile.
Zaheer
(softly)
Team banayenge. Aur iss baar… har move calculated hoga.
Shanu ne haan mein sir hilaaya.
Room ke mahaul mein ab pehle jaisa defeat ka bojh nahi tha, balki ek nayi tayyari ki aahat thi – jaise do soldiers apni army banane ka faisla kar rahe ho.