Adultery AZTARAAB

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Tension begins now...

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Written & Directed by GREENWOOD

UPDATE 01
Ek Aam Si Subah
?️ A Note from the Director
GREENWOOD
"Hum sabki zindagi mein kuch na kuch aisa hota hai, jise hum roz jeete hain, lekin shayad kabhi gaur nahi karte.
Kabhi hamari subah ek jaisi hoti hai, kabhi hamare din ka koi bharosa nahi hota. Kabhi hum apni hi duniya mein itne busy hote hain ki aas-paas ki cheezon par dhyaan hi nahi jaata.
Bas, isi rozmarra ki zindagi ke ek hisse ko aapke saamne rakhne ki ek chhoti si koshish hai meri.
Baaki, iske baare mein abhi zyada kuch nahi kahunga.
Aaiye, milte hain Reyansh se..."
BENGALURU | 7:45 AM
Subah ki halki dhoop khidki ke pardon se guzarti hui bedroom ke farsh par pad rahi thi.
Bahar sadak par gaadiyon ki awaazein dheere-dheere badh rahi thi. Kisi building mein bachchon ko college bhejne ki taiyaari chal rahi thi, toh kisi flat ki balcony mein khade ek aadmi ke haath mein chai ka cup tha.
Aur ek bedroom mein...
Phone ka alarm pichhle kuch minute se apni poori koshish kar raha tha.
Tring... Tring... Tring...
Bed par leta hua Reyansh ek taraf karwat badalta hai.
Alarm bajta rehta hai.
Woh aankhein khole bina haath badhata hai. Pehli baar mein phone uske haath nahi aata. Doosri baar uski ungliyan phone se takraati hain, lekin woh use pakadne ke bajaye takiye ko kheench leta hai.
Teesri koshish mein phone haath mein aa hi jaata hai.
Alarm band.
Kamre mein phir se khamoshi.
Reyansh ne aankhein khole bina ek gehri saans li aur apna chehra takiye mein chhupa liya.
"Bas paanch minute..."
Uski awaaz itni dheemi thi ki agar khud usne suni bhi hoti, toh shayad use khud par bharosa nahi hota.
Paanch minute baad phone dobara bajne laga.
Is baar Reyansh ne aankhein khol di.
Screen par time dekhte hi uske chehre par woh expression aaya jo aam taur par tab aata hai jab kisi ko yaad aaye ki aaj chhutti nahi hai.
"Shit!"
Woh turant uthkar baith gaya.
Kuch seconds tak baalon mein haath pherte hue apne bedroom ko dekhta raha. Phir phone uthaya, alarm band kiya aur bed se neeche pair rakh diye.
"Monday ko itni jaldi subah kyun hoti hai?"
Khud se sawaal karne ke baad woh khud hi khada ho gaya.
Jawab ka intezaar karne ka waqt nahi tha.
Woh bathroom ki taraf badha, lekin aadhe raste mein ruk gaya.
Uski nazar bedroom ke kone mein rakhi chair par padi, jis par kal raat ki T-shirt aur jeans rakhi hui thi.
Reyansh ne unhe dekha.
Phir apne aap se kaha, "Kal rakh dunga, bola tha na."
Ek pal rukkar usne kapde uthaye aur laundry basket mein daal diye.
"Lo, aaj rakh diye."
Itna kehkar woh bathroom mein ghus gaya.
Ghar mein filhaal sirf paani chalne ki awaaz thi.
Aur subah ka aalas ab dheere-dheere apni jagah chhod raha tha.
8:03 AM | REYANSH'S APARTMENT
Bathroom se nikalne ke baad Reyansh ne jaldi se apne baal theek kiye, ek saaf T-shirt pehni aur bedroom se bahar aa gaya.
Living room mein halki si thandak thi. Sofa ke saamne rakhi table par kal raat ka khaali coffee mug abhi bhi pada tha.
Reyansh ki nazar us par gayi.
Usne mug uthaya, kitchen tak gaya aur sink mein rakh diya.
Fridge khola.
Andar rakhi paani ki bottle nikaali aur do lambe ghoont liye.
Phir bottle band karke wapas rakh di.
Uski nazar kitchen ki khidki se bahar gayi. Neeche road par traffic badhne laga tha.
"Traffic aaj bhi apni marzi se chalega," woh badbadaaya.
Tabhi...
Ding-dong!
Doorbell baj uthi.
Reyansh ne kitchen se hi awaaz lagayi, "Coming!"
Lekin uske kadam utni tezi se nahi chale jitni tezi se uski awaaz nikli thi.
Woh living room se guzarta hua darwaze tak pahuncha aur handle ghumakar darwaza khol diya.
Bahar Shalu khadi thi.
Ek haath mein uska bag tha, doosre haath mein phone. Chehre par subah ki halki si thakaan thi, lekin woh apne kaam ke liye taiyaar thi.
"Good morning, sir."
Reyansh ne ek pal use dekha, phir jamhai rokne ki koshish ki.
"Morning, Shalu."
Shalu ki nazar uske bikhre hue baalon par padi.

Woh kuch boli nahi.

Bas apne hothon par aati muskurahat ko rok kar andar aane lagi.
Reyansh ek taraf hat gaya.

"Sir, aaj late ho gaye?"

Reyansh ne darwaza band karte hue uski taraf dekha.

"Main late nahi hua. Subah jaldi ho gayi."

Shalu ne apna bag kitchen ke paas rakha.

"Achha ji."

"Bilkul."

"Toh breakfast bhi subah jaldi ban jaayega?"

Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.

Shalu apna dupatta theek karte hue kitchen mein ja rahi thi.

Reyansh ke chehre par halki si muskurahat aa gayi.

"Shalu!"

"Ji, sir?"

"Coffee milegi?"

"Breakfast ke saath?"

"Nahi, abhi."

"Toh khud bana lijiye. Kitchen aapka hi hai."

Reyansh kuch pal chup raha.

Phir usne sar hilaya.

"Bahut badal gayi ho tum."

Shalu ne peeche mudkar dekha.

"Sir, main toh pehle se aisi hi hoon."

Aur woh kitchen mein chali gayi.

Reyansh darwaze ke paas khada use jaate hue dekhta raha.

"Logic toh hai," woh dheere se bola.

Phir living room mein laut gaya.

8:10 AM | KITCHEN

Shalu ne sabse pehle kitchen ki khidki kholi. Taazi hawa andar aayi toh usne gas ke paas rakha apron uthaya aur apne kapdon par baandh liya.

Uske liye ye subah kisi aur subah se alag nahi thi.

Woh roz aati, apna kaam karti, ghar sambhalti aur phir agle ghar ke liye nikal jaati.

Reyansh ke ghar mein use kaam karte hue ab itna waqt ho chuka tha ki use pata tha kis cheez ko kahan rakhna hai, kaunsi shelf mein kya milta hai aur fridge mein kaunsi cheez khatam hone wali hai.

Usne fridge khola aur andar rakhi sabziyan check ki.

Phir kitchen counter par khade hokar sochne lagi ki breakfast mein kya banaya jaaye.

Peeche se Reyansh ki awaaz aayi.

"Shalu, coffee ka kya hua?"

Shalu ne palatkar dekha.

"Sir, aap bana rahe hain ya main bana doon?"

Reyansh ne counter par rakhe coffee jar ki taraf dekha.

"Main bana leta, lekin tum already kitchen mein ho."

"Ji, aur aap kitchen ke bahar hain."

Reyansh hans diya.

"Okay, point taken."

Shalu ne coffee banana shuru kar diya.

Reyansh kitchen ke darwaze ke paas khada apna phone check karne laga. Screen par office ke kuch messages the. Ek message uski team ke group se aaya tha.

Usne use khola aur padhne laga.

Marketing Team | 8:12 AM

Good morning, everyone. Today's campaign review has been moved to 10:30 AM.

Reyansh ne message padha aur screen lock kar di.

"Great. Subah-subah hi meeting."

Shalu ne coffee cup uski taraf badha diya.

"Sir, meeting hai toh jaldi nikliye."

Reyansh ne cup le liya.

"Tum meri manager kyun nahi ban jaati?"

Shalu ne apne kaam se nazar nahi hatayi.

"Sir, aap mujhe salary bhi manager wali denge?"

Reyansh ek second ke liye ruk gaya.

Phir hans pada.

"Negotiation skills achhi hain tumhari."

"Kaam bhi achha karti hoon, sir."

"Ye toh hai."

Reyansh coffee lekar living room ki taraf chala gaya.

Shalu ne use jaate hue dekha aur phir apne kaam mein lag gayi.

8:18 AM | LIVING ROOM

Reyansh sofa par baitha coffee pee raha tha aur phone par apne emails check kar raha tha.

Ek email product campaign se related tha. Usne use khola, kuch lines padhi aur reply type karne laga.

Uski ungliyan phone ki screen par tezi se chal rahi thi.

Tabhi uske phone par call aa gayi.

Screen par office ka number tha.

Reyansh ne coffee table par cup rakha aur call receive kar li.

"Good morning."

Doosri taraf se kisi ne kuch kaha.

"Yes, I've checked the proposal. The overall direction looks good, but we need to revise the opening concept."

Woh sofa par seedha baith gaya.

"Let's not make it too complicated. The message should be clear, and the campaign needs to connect with our target audience."

Kitchen mein kaam kar rahi Shalu ne uski awaaz suni.

Woh pal bhar ke liye ruki.
Reyansh English mein baat kar raha tha. Uski awaaz abhi kuch der pehle wali neend bhari awaaz se bilkul alag thi. Woh professional andaaz mein baat kar raha tha, har point ko samjha raha tha aur saamne wale ki baat dhyaan se sun raha tha.

"Send me the revised version before lunch. I'll review it and share my feedback."

Usne call khatam ki.
Phir phone par ek aur email khola.

Shalu ne ek nazar uski taraf dekha aur phir sabzi kaatne lagi.

Usne kuch kaha nahi.

Lekin uske mann mein ek chhota sa khayal aaya.

Ek hi aadmi... aur kitne alag tareeke se kaam karta hai.

Kuch der pehle jo aadmi coffee ke liye usse behas kar raha tha, ab phone par kisi bade kaam ki planning kar raha tha.

Shalu ne apna kaam jaari rakha.

Abhi usne apne future ke baare mein koi bada faisla nahi kiya tha. Use ye bhi nahi pata tha ki woh zindagi mein aage chalkar kya karna chahegi.

Bas kabhi-kabhi, doosron ki zindagi ko dekhkar, insaan apni zindagi ke baare mein bhi sochne lagta hai.

Shalu ke liye ye bhi bas ek aisa hi pal tha.

Usne chulhe ki aanch kam ki aur breakfast ki taiyaari mein lag gayi.

8:27 AM | BEDROOM

Reyansh wardrobe ke saamne khada apne kapdon ko dekh raha tha.

Ek taraf formal shirts latki hui thi, doosri taraf trousers. Neeche shoes ki row thi, jismein se ek pair ki jagah khaali thi.

Usne navy blue shirt nikaali.

Phir use dekha.

Wapas hanger par rakh diya.

White shirt nikaali.

Usse bhi dekha.

"Yaar, ye wali kal pehni thi kya?"

Woh kuch pal sochta raha.

Phir phone uthakar calendar check kiya, jaise calendar mein likha hoga ki usne pichhle hafte kaunsi shirt kab pehni thi.

Aakhir usne light blue shirt nikaal li.

"Done."

Usne shirt pehni, buttons band kiye aur mirror ke saamne khada hokar apne baal set karne laga.

Kuch hi minute mein uska poora andaaz badal chuka tha.

Neend ka asar kam ho gaya tha. Shirt theek thi, trousers press ki hui thi aur chehre par woh confidence tha jo use office mein aksar suit karta tha.

Usne perfume lagaya, watch pehni aur phone, wallet aur keys uthakar bedroom se bahar aa gaya.

Kitchen se breakfast ki khushboo aa rahi thi.

Reyansh ne ghadi dekhi.

"Shalu, breakfast ready hai?"

"Bas do minute, sir."

Reyansh dining table ke paas aakar baith gaya.

Phone par ek message aaya.

Usne screen dekhi, phir reply kiya.

Kuch seconds baad ek aur message aaya.

Reyansh ne phone table par rakh diya aur kitchen ki taraf dekha.

"Shalu, aaj traffic zyada hoga kya?"

Shalu ne kitchen se jawab diya, "Sir, mujhe kaise pata? Main toh paidal aati hoon."

Reyansh hans diya.

"Haan, sahi hai."

Shalu breakfast lekar dining table par aayi.

"Ye lijiye, sir."

Reyansh ne plate apne saamne kheench li.

"Thank you."

Shalu ne kitchen ki taraf mudte hue kaha, "Aur sir, coffee ka cup table par hi hai."

Reyansh ne cup ki taraf dekha.

Phir Shalu ki taraf.

"Main rakh dunga."

"Ji, sir."

Shalu chali gayi.

Reyansh ne breakfast ka pehla bite liya aur phone par time check kiya.

Uske paas office pahunchne ke liye ab zyada waqt nahi tha.

Lekin filhaal, uska dhyaan breakfast par tha.

Kyunki professional duniya mein jaane se pehle use ek bahut zaroori kaam karna tha.
Apna breakfast khatam karna

Reyansh ne breakfast ki plate mein bacha hua aakhri bite uthaya aur ek nazar dining table par rakhe apne phone par daali.

Screen par teen unread emails aur do calendar notifications chamak rahe the.
Usne bite khatam kiya, coffee ka aakhri sip liya aur phone utha liya.

Reyansh: "Good morning, Monday. Tum bhi aa hi gaye."

Dining table ke paas khadi Shalu ne uski taraf dekha.

Shalu: "Kya kaha, sir?"

Reyansh: "Kuch nahi. Apne ek purane dushman ko yaad kar raha tha."

Shalu: "Kaun?"

Reyansh: "Monday."

Shalu ke chehre par halki si muskurahat aa gayi.

Shalu: "Toh aaj jaldi office chale jaana. Dushman ko zyada intezaar mat karwana."

Reyansh ne phone se nazar uthayi.

Reyansh: "Tum subah-subah mere khilaaf jokes maarne lagi ho?"

Shalu: "Aap hi toh kehte ho, kaam ke saath thoda humour bhi hona chahiye."

Reyansh kuch pal use dekhta raha. Phir hans diya.

Reyansh: "Meri baatein mujhi par use karna seekh gayi ho. Progress ho rahi hai tumhari."

Shalu: "Aapke ghar mein kaam karte-karte itna toh seekh hi jaungi."

Reyansh: "Bas meri tarah aalsi mat ban jaana. Ye talent sabko nahi milta."

Shalu: "Uske liye subah jaldi uthna padta hai, sir."

"Very funny."

Reyansh ne apni plate uthayi aur kitchen counter par rakh di. Shalu ne plate uske haath se le li.

"Main kar lungi. Aap taiyaar ho jaiye."

"Done."

Woh apna phone lekar bedroom ki taraf chala gaya.

Uske liye subah ka sabse mushkil hissa uthna tha. Ek baar uthne ke baad, din ko manage karna use achhe se aata tha. Kam se kam tab tak, jab tak zindagi uski planning mein koi extra meeting add na kar de.

Aur aaj ki calendar mein meetings ki kami nahi thi.

09:12 AM | Bengaluru Traffic

Flat ka door lock karke Reyansh lift ki taraf badha.

Ek haath mein office bag, doosre mein phone. White shirt ki sleeves abhi neatly folded thi, watch kalai par thi, aur baalon ko set karne mein usne aaj bhi utna hi waqt lagaya tha jitna ek aam insaan apne poore hairstyle par lagata hai.

Lift ka button dabate hue usne apni calendar notification kholi.

9:45 AM: Weekly Marketing Review

11:00 AM: Creative Agency Discussion

12:30 PM: Campaign Proposal Review

02:00 PM: Sales Coordination Call

04:00 PM: Product Launch Planning

Reyansh ne list ko kuch der dekha.

Phir phone lock kar diya.

"Chalo. Aaj ghar lautne ka sapna bhi calendar invite bhej kar hi dekhna padega."

Lift neeche pahunchi.

Building ke entrance par security guard ne use dekhkar salaam kiya.

"Good morning, sir."

"Good morning, Ramesh. Sab theek?"

"Ji, sir."

Reyansh ne parking ki taraf badhte hue haath se halka sa gesture kiya. Kuch logon ke liye morning ka matlab sirf apne kaam par pahunchna hota hai. Reyansh un logon mein se tha jo raaste mein milne wale logon ko naam se jaante the, unse do lafz baat bhi kar lete the, lekin apni zindagi ke baare mein bahut kam logon ko kuch batate the.

Uski gaadi building se bahar nikli.

Bengaluru jaag chuka tha.

Road par office jaane walon ki bheed thi. Kahin breakfast carts ke aas-paas log khade the, kahin bus stop par log apni bus ka intezaar kar rahe the, aur kahin traffic signal par bikes ki lambi line bani hui thi.

Ek signal par gaadi ruki toh Reyansh ki nazar side mein khadi ek bike par gayi.

Bike par baithe ladke ne helmet ke andar se hi apne phone par kuch dekhna shuru kar diya tha. Peeche baithi ladki use baar-baar kuch keh rahi thi, lekin ladka screen se nazar nahi hata raha tha.

Ladki ne aakhirkaar uska phone neeche karwa diya.

Reyansh ke chehre par muskurahat aa gayi.

"Good. Kuch toh log hain jo subah-subah apni problems solve kar lete hain."

Signal green hua.

Gaadi aage badh gayi.

Usne Bluetooth connect kiya aur office ka ek pending voice note suna. Brand team se message tha. Campaign ke opening concept mein ek change suggest kiya gaya tha, lekin us change ko lekar team ke beech confusion tha.
Reyansh ne message poora suna aur call connect kar diya.

"Hey, Neha. Good morning."

Doosri taraf se awaaz aayi, "Good morning, Reyansh. Did you get a chance to look at the revised concept?"
"Yes, I heard your voice note. Tell me one thing. Are we changing the opening because the current one isn't working, or are we changing it because someone thinks the new one looks better?"

Kuch pal khamoshi rahi.

"Honestly, the second reason is probably more accurate."

Reyansh hans diya.

"At least we're being honest on a Monday."



"Also, please share the consumer insight behind the second version. I want to understand what we're trying to communicate before we discuss how beautifully we're communicating it."

"Sure. I'll send it."

"Perfect. See you in the meeting."

Call disconnect ho gayi.

Reyansh ne gaadi aage badha di.

Uske liye marketing ka matlab sirf achhe advertisements banana nahi tha. FMCG industry mein product ki packaging se lekar uski positioning, consumer ki zaroorat se lekar retail shelf par uski jagah tak, har chhoti cheez ek doosre se judi hoti thi.

Ek product achha ho sakta tha, lekin agar uski story consumer tak sahi tarah nahi pahunchi, toh market mein uske liye jagah banana mushkil ho jaata.

Aur kabhi-kabhi product mein problem nahi hoti thi.

Problem us kahaani mein hoti thi jo company product ke baare mein suna rahi hoti thi.

Reyansh ko isi kahaani ko sahi karne ke paise milte the.

Aur sach kahen toh use apna kaam pasand tha.

Har din nahi.

Har meeting toh bilkul nahi.

Lekin jab kisi campaign ke peeche ka idea uske dimaag mein click karta tha, toh use ek alag tarah ka satisfaction milta tha.

Jaise uljhe hue dhaagon ke beech se achanak sahi sira mil gaya ho.



09:38 AM | The Office

Office building ke entrance par usual morning rush tha.

Employees apne access cards tap kar rahe the. Reception ke paas do visitors kisi meeting room ka naam pooch rahe the. Security desk ke saamne ek delivery executive apne parcel ki entry karwa raha tha.

Reyansh ne apna card tap kiya aur andar aa gaya.

Lift ke saamne khade hote hue usne ek baar apni shirt ki sleeves check ki.

Phone vibrate hua.

Neha: I've shared the consumer insight deck. Please check slide 7 before the review.

Reyansh ne message padha.

Reyansh: I will. Also, slide 7 is not allowed to contain 47 lines of text.

Reply turant aaya.

Neha: It's only 31.

Reyansh: Much better. We are making progress.

Lift khul gayi.

Woh andar gaya aur apne floor ka button dabaya.

Office ka floor khula toh saamne ek familiar duniya thi. Glass cabins, open workstations, conference rooms, coffee machine ke paas jama log aur computer screens par khuli hui spreadsheets.

Kisi desk se keyboard ki awaaz aa rahi thi, kahin koi headphones lagaye presentation rehearse kar raha tha, aur ek corner mein do log kisi sales report ke numbers par behas kar rahe the.

Reyansh ne apne desk tak pahunchte hue do logon ko good morning kaha.

"Morning, Reyansh."

"Morning."



Usne bag chair ke paas rakha, laptop nikala aur desk par baith gaya.

Computer start hone tak usne aas-paas nazar daali.

Desk par ek notepad, do pens, ek water bottle aur kal ki meeting ka folded printout pada tha. Uske paas ek chhota sa desk calendar bhi tha, jo zyada tar sirf tareekh dekhne ke kaam aata tha.

Laptop khul gaya.

Sabse pehle emails.

Phir calendar.

Phir woh spreadsheet jo pichhle hafte se uska peecha nahi chhod rahi thi.

Reyansh ne spreadsheet kholi aur kuch numbers compare karne laga.
Ek regional market mein product ki sales expected level se neeche thi. Doosre region mein performance achhi thi, lekin wahan bhi growth ka ek hissa promotional activity ki wajah se aaya tha.

09:47 AM | Weekly Marketing Review

Conference room mein pahunchte hi Reyansh ne dekha ki Neha already apna laptop connect kar rahi thi.
Table ke doosre side par regional sales team ke do representatives baithe the. Marketing head, Vikram, apne notes dekh raha tha. Ek junior analyst apni presentation kholne ki koshish kar raha tha, lekin projector uske laptop ko pehchaanne ke mood mein nahi tha.

"Can someone please explain why this projector works perfectly on Friday and develops a personality on Monday?" analyst ne kaha.

Reyansh ne chair kheenchkar baithte hue jawab diya, "Because it has understood corporate culture. Weekend ke baad motivation low hota hai."

Room mein halki hansi goonj gayi.

Do minute ki technical struggle ke baad screen chal padi.

Meeting shuru hui.

Pehle overall category performance discuss hui. Phir regional sales ke numbers. Kis market mein growth hui, kahan distribution improve hua, kahan retailer feedback positive tha aur kahan promotional activity ke bawajood expected results nahi aaye.

Reyansh dhyaan se sunta raha.

Kabhi-kabhi woh notes likhta, kabhi screen par kisi figure ko dobara check karta.

Jab junior analyst ne ek region ki growth ko successful campaign ka result bataya, Reyansh ne pen table par rakh diya.

"One question."

Analyst ne uski taraf dekha.

"Sure."

"How do we know the growth came from the campaign and not from the additional distribution?"

Analyst ek pal ruka.



Or fir silent me office ki meeting ke scene aate hain

Reyansh apna pura experience dikhata hai or apna knowledge bhi



10:36 AM | Coffee, Finally ☕

Meeting khatam hui toh Reyansh seedha coffee machine ke paas gaya.

Usne cup rakha aur button dabaya.

Machine ne awaaz ki.

Phir ruk gayi.

Reyansh ne screen dekhi.

PLEASE REFILL WATER.

Woh kuch seconds tak machine ko dekhta raha.

"Of course."

Peechhe se Neha ki awaaz aayi.

"Coffee nahi mili?"

"Coffee ne mujhe reject kar diya."

Neha hans padi.

"There's another machine near the pantry."

"Main jaanta hoon. Lekin is machine ke saath mera personal issue hai."

"Please don't start a relationship with office equipment."

"Too late. Isne mujhe already ghost kar diya."

Neha ne apna cup uthaya aur doosri machine ki taraf chal di.

Reyansh bhi uske peeche ho liya.

Pantry mein kuch employees apni chai aur coffee lekar khade the. Ek corner mein do log weekend trip ki photos dekh rahe the. Doosri taraf ek employee apne phone par kisi se keh raha tha ki lunch mein ghar se laaya hua khana hi khayega, kyunki pichhle hafte bahar ka khaana khaakar uska budget aur pet dono disturb ho gaye the.

Neha ne coffee machine ke saamne khade hote hue poocha, "By the way, did you check the deck I sent?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"Slide seven needs to lose some weight."

Neha ne aankhein ghumayi.

"You're never going to let that go, are you?"
"Not until the slide can breathe independently."

12:19 PM.

Lunch se pehle ek aur email ka reply dena tha.
Phir lunch.

Phir sales team ki call.

Phir product launch ki planning.

Usne laptop par cursor move kiya.

Screen par campaign brief ab bhi khula tha. Ek line uski nazar mein aayi, jise woh edit karna bhool gaya tha.

The consumer should feel understood.

Reyansh ne line padhi.

Kuch seconds tak use dekhta raha.

Phir usne uske neeche likha:

Not instructed. Not impressed. Understood.

Is baar usne line nahi badli.

Document save kiya.

Aur phir lunch ke liye uth gaya.

Office cafeteria mein usual bheed thi. Tables par employees ke groups baithe the. Kuch log ghar se laaya hua lunch kha rahe the, kuch counter se order lene ke liye line mein the, aur kuch log apne phones par meetings ke beech bache hue messages check kar rahe the.

Reyansh ne ek simple lunch liya aur window ke paas ek khaali seat par baith gaya.



Window ke bahar Bengaluru ki sadak par traffic chal raha tha. Log apne-apne kaam mein lage hue the. Kisi ko office pahunchna tha, kisi ko lunch ke baad meeting attend karni thi, aur kisi ko shayad bas apni shift khatam hone ka intezaar tha.

Har kisi ka apna Monday tha.

Har kisi ki apni list.

Aur har kisi ko lagta tha ki uski list mein kuch na kuch extra zaroor aa gaya hai.

Reyansh ne lunch khatam kiya, paani piya aur chair se uth gaya.

Uska phone ek baar phir vibrate hua.

Calendar reminder.

02:00 PM | Sales Coordination Call

Usne screen dekhi.

Phir ek gehri saans li.

"Chalo, ab asli entertainment shuru."
Phone pocket mein rakha aur cafeteria se bahar nikal gaya.

06:18 PM | Bengaluru Ki Shaam ?

Office se nikalte hi Reyansh ne apni shirt ki sleeves thodi aur upar kar li.
Din bhar AC mein baithne ke baad bahar ki hawa use achhi lag rahi thi.

Usne gaadi start ki aur music chala diya.

Ek purana Bollywood gaana bajne laga.

Reyansh ne volume badhaya aur steering par ungliyon se beat pakadne laga.

Signal par gaadi ruki toh uski nazar ek chai ki dukaan par gayi. Kuch log khade hokar chai pee rahe the. Do college students kisi baat par behas kar rahe the aur dukaan wala ek haath se chai bana raha tha, doosre se kisi customer ko paise lauta raha tha.

Reyansh ne kuch pal unhe dekha.

Phir khud se kaha, "Ek chai toh banti hai."

Signal green hua.

Woh agle mod se gaadi ghumakar chai ki dukaan ke paas ruk gaya.

"Anna, ek chai."

Dukaan wale ne haath se ishara kiya. "Ek minute, sir."

Reyansh gaadi se utarkar paas hi khada ho gaya.

Tabhi uske phone par notification aayi.

Family Group: 17 unread messages.

Usne message khola.

Shivani ne family group mein apni ek photo bheji thi. Saath mein caption tha:

Finally, ghar mein sabko pasand aane wali dress mil gayi.

Uski maa ka reply tha:

Achhi hai, lekin doosre colour mein aur achhi lagti.

Shivani ka jawab:

Mummy, aapko har cheez doosre colour mein hi achhi lagti hai.

Uske baad stickers aur laughing emojis ki baarish thi.

Reyansh muskuraya.



Chai wala cup lekar aa gaya.

"Sir, chai."

"Thank you."

Usne cup haath mein liya aur phone pocket mein rakh diya.

Chai garam thi. Usne pehla sip liya aur aankhein band kar li.

"Bas. Ab zindagi mein sab kuch theek hai."

Paas khade ek aadmi ne use dekha.

Reyansh ne aankhein kholi.

"Chai achhi hai," usne safai di.

Aadmi muskura diya.

Reyansh ne chai khatam ki, paise diye aur gaadi mein baith gaya.

Ghar ab zyada door nahi tha.



07:02 PM | Ghar Wapsi

Flat ka darwaza kholte hi Reyansh ne apna bag sofa par phenka aur shoes utaar diye.

"Shalu?"

Kitchen se awaaz aayi, "Ji, sir!"

"Aaj ghar mein kya bana hai?"

"Abhi toh main nikalne wali hoon. Khana bana diya hai."

Reyansh kitchen ki taraf gaya.

Shalu bartan saaf kar rahi thi. Gas band thi aur counter par khana dhak kar rakha hua tha.

"Achha, kya banaya?"

"Dal, chawal aur aloo ki sabzi."

Reyansh ne aise expression diye jaise use kisi bahut bade raaz ka pata chala ho.

"Dal chawal?"

Shalu ne palatkar dekha.

"Kyun, sir? Nahi khana?"

"Nahi, nahi. Bilkul khana hai. Main toh bas confirm kar raha tha ki meri kismat aaj bhi mere saath hai."

Shalu hans padi.

"Aapko roz kuch naya chahiye kya?"

"Nahi. Lekin roz wahi milta rahe toh insaan ko apni kismat par shak hone lagta hai."

"Kal kuch aur bana dungi."

"Arre, main mazaak kar raha hoon. Dal chawal is perfect."

Shalu ne apne haath ponchhe aur bag uthaya.

"Main chalti hoon, sir."

"Haan, theek hai. Aur cylinder ka kya hua?"

"Extra cylinder nahi tha. Booking kar di hai. Kal tak aa jaana chahiye."

"Great. Thanks."

Shalu darwaze ki taraf badhi, phir achanak ruki.

"Sir, ek baat poochun?"

Reyansh ne fridge se paani ki bottle nikaalte hue kaha, "Poocho."

"Aapko apna kaam achha lagta hai?"

Reyansh ne bottle se paani piya aur uski taraf dekha.

"Sawaal thoda dangerous hai. Lekin haan, lagta hai. Kyun?"

"Bas aise hi."

Shalu kuch pal chup rahi.

"Roz laptop par kaam karte ho, phone par English mein baat karte ho. Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai ki kitna kuch kar sakte hain log."

Usne bottle counter par rakhi.

"Shalu, sabko shuru mein nahi pata hota ki unhe kya karna hai. Kabhi-kabhi pehle ye samajhna padta hai ki humein kis cheez mein interest hai."

Shalu ne haan mein sir hilaya.

"Par uske liye bhi toh kuch seekhna padega."

"Toh seekho."

Usne itni seedhi tarah kaha ki Shalu kuch pal use dekhti rahi.

"Bas?"

"Bas kya? Main koi secret formula bataun? Ek cup coffee piyo, laptop kholo aur agle din CEO ban jao?"

Shalu hans padi.

"Aap bhi na, sir!"
"Main serious hoon. Tumhe jo seekhna hai, uske baare mein socho. Phir chhote steps mein shuru karo. Sab kuch ek saath karne ki zaroorat nahi."

Shalu ne dheere se kaha, "Theek hai."

Uske chehre par ab bhi thodi uljhan thi, lekin us uljhan ke beech ek chhota sa khayal jagah bana raha tha.
Shayad use bhi apne liye kuch sochna chahiye.

Kya, ye use abhi nahi pata tha.

Lekin sawaal pehli baar uske dimaag mein itni saaf awaaz mein aaya tha.

Woh aage kya kar sakti hai?

"Achha, sir.

Shalu chali gayi.



Uski zindagi mein kuch sawaal aise the jin par woh baad mein sochna pasand karta tha.

Filhaal, dal chawal uski priority the.



07:40 PM | Dinner For One ?️

Reyansh dining table par baithkar khaana kha raha tha.

TV par ek comedy show chal raha tha.

Reyansh bhi beech-beech mein muskura deta.

Usne dal mein thoda aur ghee daala.

Ek bite li



Usne TV ki awaaz thodi badha di.

Khaana khatam karne ke baad usne plate kitchen counter par rakhi aur sofa par aakar baith gaya.

Remote uthaya.

Ek movie shuru ki.

Das minute baad use laga ki movie kaafi slow hai.

Usne doosri movie laga li.

Paanch minute baad woh bhi band kar di.

Phir ek travel video chala diya, jismein koi aadmi pahadon mein ghoom raha tha aur camera ke saamne khade hokar bata raha tha



"Har jagah jaakar bc camera kyun nikaalte hain? Bhai, jagah ka sukoon enjoy kar lo."

Usne video band kar diya.

Phone uthaya.

Instagram khola.

Kuch reels dekhin.

Ek billi ki video par hans diya. Doosri reel mein koi ladka apni girlfriend ke liye surprise plan kar raha tha. Teesri mein ek couple kisi cafe mein baitha tha.

Reyansh ne screen par ungli chalayi aur agle video par pahunch gaya.

Uske liye ye sab normal tha.

Kaam se aana, khaana khana, thoda TV dekhna, phone chalana aur phir sone ki taiyaari karna.

Uski zindagi mein ab kisi ko impress karne ke liye jaldi ghar pahunchne ki zaroorat nahi thi.

Kisi ke message ka intezaar karne ki bhi zaroorat nahi thi.

Usne phone side mein rakha aur sofa par aaram se let gaya.

Tabhi phone baj utha.

Shivani Calling...

Usne call receive ki.

"Hello,

Hello

"Achha, kya kar rahe ho

"Bas, khaana kha liya. Ab aaram kar raha hoon."

"Akela?"

"Reyansh, tumhari life kitni boring hai."

Reyansh seedha baith gaya.

"Excuse me?

"Achha? Toh pichhle weekend kya kiya tha?"

"Rest."

Us taraf kuch pal khamoshi rahi.

Phir Shivani zor se hans padi.

"Bas! Isi liye keh rahi hoon."

Waise Sunday ko ghar aa jaana."

"Kyun?"

"Mummy bula rahi hai

"Pagal ho tum."

"Thank you. Ye baat tum pehle bhi bata chuki ho."

"Sunday ko aa jaana. Lunch saath karenge."

Reyansh ne kuch pal socha.

"Theek hai. Aa jaunga."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Okay. Aur haan, time par aana. Tumhara time matlab doosron ka waiting period."



Call khatam hone se pehle dono ne ek doosre ko do-chaar aur baatein sunayi.

Phir phone cut ho gaya.

Reyansh ne use sofa par rakh diya.

Uske chehre par halki muskurahat thi.

Family ke saath uska rishta aisa hi tha. Zyada formal nahi,

Bas apni zindagi alag tareeke se jee raha tha.



09:16 PM | Ek Chhota Sa Plan

Reyansh ne sofa se uthkar kitchen mein rakha khaane ka bacha hua hissa fridge mein rakh diya.

Phir lights check ki, main door lock kiya aur bedroom ki taraf badha.

Sone se pehle usne phone charging par lagaya.

Calendar khola.

Agle din ki meetings dekhin.

Subah ek short review tha, dopahar mein campaign discussion aur shaam ko ek pending task complete karna tha.

Usne alarm 7:30 AM par set kiya.

Phir kuch sochkar alarm 7:15 AM kar diya.

Ek pal use laga ki aaj usne apni zindagi ka sabse bada decision le liya hai.

"Kal se disciplined life."

Woh bed par baith gaya.

Phir phone uthaya aur alarm check kiya.

7:15 AM.

"Perfect."

Do second baad usne alarm ke neeche ek aur alarm laga diya.

7:30 AM.

"Backup bhi zaroori hai."

Phone side mein rakhkar woh let gaya.

Room ki light band ho gayi.

Bahar sadak par traffic ki awaaz dheere-dheere kam ho rahi thi. Bengaluru ki raat apni raftaar pakad rahi thi.

Reyansh ne aankhein band kar li.

Kal phir ek nayi subah hogi.

Naya kaam.

Nayi coffee.

Aur shayad koi naya plan, jo dopahar tak badal jaaye.

Lekin abhi ke liye, uski duniya bilkul seedhi thi.

Ek ghar.

Ek naukri.

Apni marzi ka khaana.

Apna waqt.

Aur apni zindagi par apna control.

Use filhaal isse koi shikayat nahi thi.
Kam se kam aaj toh nahi.

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Update 2



Bengaluru ki subah thi.
Khidki ke parde se chhankar aati dhoop dheere-dheere bedroom mein phail rahi thi. Bahar sadak par gaadiyon ka shor shuru ho chuka tha, lekin Reyansh ke liye duniya abhi bhi kuch minute aur ruk sakti thi.
Uska alarm baj raha tha.
Tring... Tring... Tring...
Reyansh ne aankhein khole bina haath badhaya aur alarm band kar diya.
Do second ki khamoshi.
Phir usne doosra alarm laga diya.
Aur phir kambal apne upar kheench liya.
Lekin zindagi mein kuch log aise hote hain jo aapki neend ki izzat nahi karte.
Aur unmein se ek ka naam tha Shalu.
Ding-Dong!
Reyansh ne aankhein kholi.
Darwaze ki taraf dekha.
Phir ghadi ki taraf.
Reyansh: "Itni subah kaun aa gaya?"
Darwaze ki ghanti dobara baji.
Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong!
Reyansh uthkar baitha aur apne baal theek karne ki ek nakaam koshish ki.
Reyansh: "Aa raha hoon! Darwaza todne ka contract mila hai kya?"
Woh darwaze tak pahuncha aur khola.
Saamne Shalu khadi thi. Ek haath mein sabziyon ka bag aur doosre mein apna purse.
Usne Reyansh ko dekha.
Phir uske bikhre baalon ko.
Phir uske peeche bedroom ki taraf dekha.
Shalu: "Good morning, sir."
Reyansh: "Good morning."
Shalu: "Soyi hui thi kya, aapki zindagi?"
Reyansh ne use dekha.
Reyansh: "Kyun?"
Shalu: "Aapko dekhkar lag raha hai abhi-abhi janam hua hai."
Reyansh ne ek pal uski taraf dekha, phir darwaze se hat gaya.

Woh kitchen ki taraf chali gayi.
Reyansh darwaze par khada use jaate hue dekhta raha.
Reyansh: "Ek din main bhi tumse badla loonga."
Kitchen se awaaz aayi.
Shalu: "Pehle bed se toh badla le lo, sir!"
Reyansh ne sar hilaya.
Reyansh: "Is ghar mein meri koi izzat hi nahi hai."
Phir woh khud hi hans diya.
Kam se kam subah ki shuruaat boring nahi thi.


Kuch der baad Reyansh naha-dhokar kitchen mein aaya. Shirt ki sleeves aadhi mudi hui thi aur baal ab insaan jaise lagne lage the.

Shalu nashta taiyaar kar rahi thi.
Reyansh: "Coffee bani?"
Shalu: "Haan."
Reyansh: "Achhi wali?"
Shalu ne palatkar use dekha.
Shalu: "Nahi, sir. Aapke liye toh maine kal wali hi garam kar di."
Reyansh chup ho gaya.
Shalu ne coffee ka cup uski taraf badha diya.
Shalu: "Lijiye. Aaj cheeni thodi kam hai."
Reyansh ne ek sip liya.
Reyansh: "Achhi hai."
Shalu: "Kal aapne kaha tha zyada meethi hai."
Reyansh: "Toh?"
Shalu: "Aaj kam ki toh keh rahe hain achhi hai. Kal zyada ki toh bhi pee gaye. Aapko coffee chahiye ya bas haath mein cup lekar baithna hai?"
Reyansh ne cup neeche rakha.
Reyansh: "Shalu, tumhare andar ek bahut achhi quality hai."
Shalu ne dilchaspi se dekha.
Shalu: "Kya?"
Reyansh: "Tum insaan ko bolne ka mauka diye bina uski beizzati kar deti ho."
Shalu hans padi.
Shalu: "Aapse hi seekha hai."
Reyansh ne coffee uthayi aur dining table ki taraf chala gaya.
Nashta karte waqt uska phone bajne laga.
Office se call tha.
Usne call receive ki aur seedha kaam ki baat par aa gaya.
Reyansh: "Good morning. Haan, proposal mil gaya. Main presentation dekh lunga. Bas final changes bhej dena, phir hum client ko share kar denge."
Do minute baat hui.
Call khatam karke usne phone table par rakh diya.
Shalu plates rakh rahi thi.
Shalu: "Sir, aap office mein bhi itni hi English bolte ho?"
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "Nahi. Kabhi-kabhi Kannada mein bhi daant deta hoon."
Shalu: "Mujhe toh laga English bolne se salary badh jaati hogi."
Reyansh hans diya.
Reyansh: "Aisa hota toh main ab tak London mein hota."
Shalu bhi muskura di.
Kuch pal baad woh apne kaam mein lag gayi.
Reyansh ne nashta khatam kiya, laptop bag uthaya aur darwaze ki taraf badha.
Reyansh: "Shalu, main nikal raha hoon. Lunch ke liye kuch bana lena."
Shalu: "Ji, sir."
Reyansh: "Aur haan, coffee achhi thi."
Shalu ne bina palte jawab diya.
Shalu: "Kal aur achhi banaungi. Bas aap kal time par uth jaana."
Reyansh darwaze par ruk gaya.
Reyansh: "Itni badi demand?"
Shalu: "Koshish karungi ki chhoti kar doon."
Reyansh muskurate hue ghar se nikal gaya.
Uske jaane ke baad Shalu ne dining table saaf ki.
Uski nazar kuch pal Reyansh ke laptop bag par padi, jo woh saath le jaana bhool gaya tha.
Woh turant bag lekar darwaze ki taraf bhaagi.
Shalu: "Sir! Laptop bag!"
Reyansh lift ke paas khada tha.
Usne bag dekha, phir apna khaali haath.
Reyansh: "Great. Aaj office mein laptop ke bina presentation deta."
Shalu ne bag uske haath mein pakdaya.
Shalu: "Aapko dekhkar lagta hai aapka office aapko salary nahi, sambhalne ka bhatta deta hoga."
Reyansh ne bag liya.
Reyansh: "Tumhari promotion pakki hai."
Shalu: "Pehle salary toh badhaiye."
Lift ka darwaza khula.
Reyansh andar gaya aur Shalu ko ishara karte hue bola.
Reyansh: chutte nahi hai, kal aana.
Shalu kuch pal wahin khadi rahi, phir hanskar apne kaam par laut gayi.


Office mein din aam tha.

Kuch emails, ek chhoti meeting aur campaign ke final changes.
Reyansh apne desk par baitha laptop par kaam kar raha tha. Uske saamne coffee ka cup tha, jo subah wali coffee se bilkul alag thi.
Iska taste bhi alag tha.
Ismein office ki majboori ghuli hui thi.
Reyansh: "Yeh coffee hai ya garam paani mein kisi ne apni feelings daal di hain?"
Paas se guzarti uski colleague Neha hans padi.
Neha: "Tumhe har cheez mein problem hoti hai."
Reyansh: "Har cheez mein nahi. Sirf un cheezon mein jo meri zindagi mein zabardasti aati hain."
Neha: "Jaise yeh coffee?"
Reyansh: "Aur Monday."
Neha hanskar uske saamne wali chair par baith gayi.
Neha aur Reyansh ek hi team mein kaam karte the. Dono ki achhi banti thi. Office mein woh aksar ek-doosre se mazaak kar lete the, aur zaroorat padne par kaam mein madad bhi karte the.
Neha ne uske laptop ki taraf dekha.
Neha: "Kaam ho gaya?"
Reyansh: "Almost."
Neha: "Achha hai. Waise tumse ek baat poochun?"
Reyansh ne laptop se nazar nahi hatayi.
Reyansh: "Pooch lo. Agar personal hui toh jawab dene ke paise lagenge."
Neha: "Tumhari har baat mein paise kyun aa jaate hain?"
Reyansh: "Corporate aadmi hoon. Emotions ka GST alag lagta hai."
Neha muskurayi, lekin agle hi pal uska andaaz thoda sanjeeda ho gaya.
Neha: "Reyansh, ek baat kahun? Bura mat maanna."
Reyansh ne ab uski taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "Tum pehle hi bol chuki ho. Ab bura maanunga toh tum kahogi warning de di thi."
Neha ne halki si saans li.
Neha: "Reyansh, chhe mahine ho gaye hain. Ab toh aage badho. Duniya kitni khoobsurat hai, aur tum abhi sirf thirty ke aas-paas ho. Zindagi mein abhi bahut kuch hai."
Reyansh ke chehre ki muskurahat dheere se gayab ho gayi.
Koi bada reaction nahi.
Bas usne nazar laptop ki screen par kar li.
Kuch seconds tak woh chup raha.
Neha ko bhi apni baat ka ehsaas hua. Shayad woh achhe iraade se keh rahi thi, lekin kuch baatein sahi waqt par hi achhi lagti hain.
Neha: "Mera matlab... main bas chahti hoon ki tum khush raho."
Reyansh ne ek chhoti si muskurahat laane ki koshish ki.
Reyansh: "Main theek hoon, Neha."
Neha: "Mujhe pata hai. Bas kabhi-kabhi lagta hai tum apne aap ko bahut busy rakhte ho."
Reyansh: "Busy rehna buri baat hai kya? Kam se kam kaam toh waqt par ho jaata hai."
Neha kuch kehne lagi, lekin Reyansh ne laptop band kar diya.
Reyansh: "Waise client ka response aaya? Kal tumne bola tha unhe revised design bhejna hai."
Neha samajh gayi ki woh baat badalna chahta hai.
Usne bhi uska saath diya.
Neha: "Haan, mail aaya hai. Do chhote changes hain. Main tumhe forward kar deti hoon."
Reyansh: "Perfect. Thanks."
Neha uthkar jaane lagi, phir ek pal ruki.
Neha: "Aur Reyansh..."
Usne nazar uthayi.
Neha: "Jab kabhi baat karne ka mann ho, you can talk to me. Advice nahi dungi. Promise."
Reyansh ke chehre par is baar ek asli, chhoti si muskurahat aayi.
Reyansh: "Tumse advice nahi milegi toh phir baat karne ka fayda kya?"
Neha hans padi.
Neha: "Idiot!"
Reyansh: "Professional language, please. Office hai."
Neha apni hansi rokti hui wahan se chali gayi.
Reyansh ne dobara laptop khola.
Screen par emails the. Pending tasks the. Calendar mein agle din ki meeting thi.
Sab kuch apni jagah par tha.
Lekin kuch pal pehle kahi gayi baat uske dimaag mein ab bhi ghoom rahi thi.
Ab toh aage badho.
Usne coffee ka cup uthaya.
Ek sip li.
Chehra bana liya.
Reyansh (khud se): "Is coffee se toh koi bhi aage badh jaaye."
Cup neeche rakhkar woh kaam mein lag gaya.
Aur dheere-dheere uska dhyaan doosri cheezon mein bant gaya.
Filhaal, uske liye itna kaafi tha.


Shaam ke kareeb saat baj rahe the.

Reyansh office se nikla toh hawa mein halki si thandak thi. Bengaluru ki sadkon par roz ki tarah traffic tha. Horn ki awaazein, logon ki jaldi, signal par rukti gaadiyan.
Reyansh apni gaadi mein baitha aur ghar ki taraf nikal pada.
Raste mein uska phone baja.
Screen par naam chamka.
ARSHAD CALLING...
Reyansh ne Bluetooth connect kiya.
Reyansh: "Haan, bol."
Arshad: "Zinda hai?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Bhoot bol raha hoon."
Arshad: "Achha! Toh ek kaam kar. Apne office ke HR ko dara de. Shayad teri jagah mujhe naukri mil jaaye."
Reyansh: "Tujhe naukri chahiye ya meri jagah?"
Arshad: "Dono mein se jo free mile."
Reyansh hans diya.
Reyansh: "Kya hua?"
Arshad: "Kuch nahi. Socha dost ki khairiyat pooch loon."
Reyansh: "Tujhe meri khairiyat ki fikr kab se hone lagi?"
Arshad: "Jab se tune pichhli baar chai ke paise khud diye the. Mujhe laga tu kisi serious problem mein hai."
Reyansh: "Tu paise dene ke liye phone nahi kar sakta tha?"
Arshad: "Bilkul kar sakta tha. Lekin phir tu phone nahi uthata."
Reyansh: "Sahi baat hai."
Arshad: "Waise kahan hai?"
Reyansh: "Ghar ja raha hoon."
Arshad: "Ghar jaakar kya karega?"
Reyansh: "Khana khaunga."
Arshad: "Phir?"
Reyansh: "TV dekhunga."
Arshad: "Phir?"
Reyansh: "So jaunga."
Do second ki khamoshi rahi.
Phir Arshad ki awaaz aayi.
Arshad: "Bhai, tu zindagi jee raha hai ya phone ka battery-saving mode chala raha hai?"
Reyansh zor se hans diya.
Reyansh: "Kya chahiye tujhe?"
Arshad: "Chai."
Reyansh: "Toh pee le."
Arshad: "Akela?"
Reyansh: "Haan, kyun? Chai ke saath rishta lekar baithna hai?"
Arshad: "Tu aa raha hai ya main teri gaadi ke saamne let jaun?"
Reyansh: "Drama band kar."
Arshad: "Location bhej raha hoon. Dus minute mein pahunch. Aur haan, paise lekar aana."
Reyansh: "Kyun?"
Arshad: "Aaj main emotional support dunga. Uska bill alag hai."
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh ne sar hilaya.
Reyansh: "Pagal aadmi."
Lekin uske chehre par muskurahat thi.
Usne gaadi ka rukh ghar ki taraf se modkar us jagah kar diya, jahan Arshad ne location bheji thi.

Sadak ke kone par ek chhoti si chai ki tapri thi.

Do taraf plastic ki chairs, saamne ek purana sa counter, aur uske peeche ubalti chai ki badi si ketli.
Kuch log office se lautte hue chai pee rahe the. Ek aadmi phone par zor-zor se baat kar raha tha. Do college students kisi baat par behas kar rahe the.
Aur beech mein Arshad khada tha.
Ek haath mein chai ka glass, doosre haath se hawa mein aise ishare kar raha tha jaise saamne wala uski baat nahi, desh ka bhavishya galat samajh raha ho.
Arshad: "Bhai, main tumhe simple si baat samjha raha hoon. Agar chai mein adrak kam hai, toh usko adrak wali chai bolna customer ke saath dhokha hai!"
Chai wala use dekh raha tha.
Chai wala: "Bhai, paanch rupaye ki chai mein kitna adrak daalun?"
Arshad ne ek pal socha.
Phir apni ungli uthayi.
Arshad: "Yeh tumhara business model hai. Main tumhari creativity par sawaal nahi utha raha."
Chai wala: "Toh?"
Arshad: "Toh ek biscuit aur de do."
Paas khada ek aadmi hans pada.
Tabhi Reyansh wahan pahunch gaya.
Usne gaadi park ki aur kuch door khada hokar Arshad ki harkatein dekhi.
Reyansh: "Isko chai pilane bulaya tha ya tapri ka audit karne?"
Arshad ne palatkar dekha.
Uski aankhein chamak uthin.
Arshad: "Aakhir aa hi gaya! Dosto, taaliyan ho jaayein. Is aadmi ne apni marzi se ghar ke alawa bhi kisi jagah kadam rakha hai!"
Reyansh uske paas aaya.
Reyansh: "Tu har jagah itna hi bolta hai?"
Arshad: "Nahi. Ghar par meri ammi bolti hain. Main sirf beech-beech mein apni izzat bachane ki koshish karta hoon."
Reyansh: "Aur bach jaati hai?"
Arshad ne apni shirt theek ki.
Arshad: "Izzat nahi bachti, lekin koshish ka record bahut achha hai."
Dono hans pade.
Arshad ne chai wale ki taraf ishara kiya.
Arshad: "Bhai, ek aur chai. Is baar adrak wali."
Chai wala bina kuch bole chai banane laga.
Reyansh ne Arshad ko dekha.
Reyansh: "Kitni chai pee chuka hai?"
Arshad: "Yeh sawaal mat pooch."
Reyansh: "Kyun?"
Arshad: "Doctor ne mana ki hai."
Reyansh: "Toh phir pee kyun raha hai?"
Arshad ne chai ka glass uthaya aur ek chhota sa sip liya.
Arshad: "Doctor ne zindagi mein bahut si cheezein mana ki hain. Main usko apna dushman thodi bana loon."
Reyansh ne hanskar sar jhuka liya.
Yahi Arshad tha.
Ek baat ko seedha bolna uske liye shayad duniya ka sabse mushkil kaam tha. Woh baat ke chaaron taraf itne chakkar kaat leta ki saamne wala asli baat bhool jaaye.
Lekin uski ek aur aadat thi.
Woh logon ke chehre padhta tha.
Aur apne dost ke chehre ko toh khaas taur par.
Dono tapri ke paas khadi ek khaali table par baith gaye.
Chai aa gayi.
Arshad ne pehla sip liya, phir aankhein band karke sar hilaya.
Arshad: "Wah!"
Reyansh ne use dekha.
Reyansh: "Ab kya hua?"
Arshad: "Adrak sahi hai."
Reyansh: "Pichhli wali mein bhi yahi adrak tha."
Arshad: "Nahi, usmein meri umeedein kam thi."
Reyansh hans pada.
Arshad ne uski taraf ungli dikhayi.
Arshad: "Bas! Yehi chahiye tha."
Reyansh: "Kya?"
Arshad: "Teri hansi. Pichhle kuch din se tu aise baat karta hai jaise har sentence ke end mein full stop nahi, tala laga ho."
Reyansh ki muskurahat halki pad gayi.
Usne chai ka glass table par rakh diya.
Reyansh: "Kuch nahi hai, yaar. Bas office ka kaam."
Arshad ne apni kursi par peeth tika di.
Arshad: "Achha. Office ka kaam."
Usne aise sar hilaya jaise use duniya ki sabse badi khabar mil gayi ho.
Arshad: "Toh phir main bhi ek kaam karta hoon. Apni agency mein resign kar deta hoon. Phir hum dono ghar par baithkar office ke kaam ki yaad mein aansu bahaayenge."
Reyansh: "Teri agency tujhe resign karne se pehle hi nikaal degi."
Arshad: "Dekha? Ab aaya na asli Reyansh bahar!"
Woh muskuraya.
Lekin is baar usne mazaak ko aage nahi badhaya.
Kuch pal dono chupchaap chai peete rahe.
Sadak par ek bus guzri. Hawa ke saath dhool ka halka sa jhonka aaya. Tapri wala kisi naye customer ke liye chai banane laga.
Arshad ne apni nazar saamne sadak par rakhi.

Arshad: "Waise, aaj ka din kaisa tha?"

Reyansh: "Theek tha."
Arshad: "Office mein sab theek?"
Reyansh: "Haan."
Arshad: "Ghar par?"
Reyansh: "Haan."
Arshad ne dheere se uski taraf gardan ghumayi.
Arshad: "Aur tu?"
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Yeh sawaal baaki sawaalon jaisa nahi tha.
Ismein na mazaak tha, na koi chhupa hua lecture.
Bas ek dost tha, jo jawaab sunna chahta tha.
Reyansh kuch pal chup raha.
Reyansh: "Main bhi theek hoon, Arshad."
Arshad ne uski aankhon mein dekha.
Phir ek lambi saans lekar apni kursi par seedha baith gaya.
Arshad: "Theek hai."
Reyansh ko shayad umeed thi ki woh ab aur sawaal karega.
Lekin Arshad ne jeb se phone nikala aur screen dekhne laga.
Arshad: "Waise ek baat bata."
Reyansh: "Ab kya?"
Arshad: "Tere paas cash hai?"
Reyansh ne use ghura.
Reyansh: "Kyun?"
Arshad: "Chai wale ko paise dene hain."
Reyansh: "Toh tu de."
Arshad ne apni dono jebein check ki.
Phir shirt ki pocket.
Phir dobara trousers ki jeb.
Aakhir mein usne ek purana sa das rupaye ka note nikala aur use aise dekha jaise kisi purane dost se mulaqat ho gayi ho.
Arshad: "Mil gaya!"
Reyansh ne note dekha.
Reyansh: "Bill kitna hai?"
Arshad: "Chalis."
Reyansh: "Baaki tees?"
Arshad: meri pocket mein hath daal
Reyansh: ab yeh kya nayi backchodi hai
Arshad: dalna sake
Reyansh hath dalta hai or bolta hai chhii
Sale kutte!! yeh kya hai
Chai wala: sir bill
Arshad: sale meri chaddi fati padi hai, or tere ko bill chahiye yakeen nahi to saab se puchhle,
Chai wala Reyansh ki taraf dekhta hai or Reyansh uth kar muh banata hua chai Wale se Pani lekar hath dhone lagta hai
Arshad ne bade aaraam se Reyansh ki taraf haath badha diya.
Arshad: "Dosti mein hisaab?"
Reyansh ne jeb se paise nikale aur table par rakh diye.
Reyansh: "Teri dosti mein toh CA rakhna padega."
Arshad: "Rakh le. Lekin uski salary tu dena."
Dono hans pade.
Aur is baar Reyansh ki hansi thodi der tak ruki nahi.

Chai khatam ho chuki thi.

Arshad aur Reyansh ab tapri se thoda door footpath ke paas khade the. Shaam dheere-dheere raat mein badal rahi thi.
Arshad: "Chal, dinner karte hain."
Reyansh: "Nahi, ghar jaunga."
Arshad: "Kyun?"
Reyansh: "Khana bana hoga."
Arshad: "Kisne banaya?"
Reyansh: "Shalu ne."
Arshad: "Toh phir toh jaana hi padega. Bechari ne khana banaya hai, aur tu yahan chai ke saath zindagi guzaar raha hai."
Reyansh ne gaadi ki chaabi ghumayi.
Reyansh: "Kal milte hain."
Arshad ne use dekha.
Arshad: "Kal busy hai?"
Reyansh: "Pata nahi."
Arshad: "Theek hai. Jab free ho, bata dena."
Reyansh ne sar hilaya.
Woh gaadi ki taraf badha hi tha ki Arshad ki awaaz aayi.
Arshad: "Oye, Reyansh!"
Woh palta.
Arshad ne apne dono haath pockets mein daale hue the. Chehre par wahi halki si shararat thi, lekin awaaz pehle se zara naram.
Arshad: "Har baar theek hone ka certificate dena zaroori nahi hota, samjha?"
Reyansh chup raha.
Arshad ne kandhe uchkaye.
Arshad: "Kabhi mood kharab ho toh seedha bol dena. Main doctor nahi hoon, lekin bakwaas karne mein specialist hoon. Shayad kaam aa jaaye."
Reyansh ke chehre par ek halki si muskurahat aayi.
Reyansh: "Teri bakwaas se mood theek hone ke bajaye aur kharab ho gaya toh?"
Arshad: "Toh kam se kam tujhe ek nayi problem mil jaayegi. Purani ko bhoolne ka mauka."
Reyansh hans diya.
Phir kuch pal dono ek-doosre ko dekhte rahe.
Reyansh: "Thanks, yaar."
Arshad ne turant apna chehra badla.
Aankhein badi kar li, ek haath seene par rakha aur doosre se hawa mein ishara kiya.
Arshad: "Ruko! Ruko! Yeh kya sun liya maine? Reyansh ne thanks bola? Koi video bana raha hai kya? Kal ko yeh khud chai ke paise bhi de dega!"
Reyansh: "Main wapas le raha hoon."
Arshad: "Nahi! Ab toh yeh historical moment hai. Main is par article likhunga. Headline hogi: Ek Pathar-Dil Aadmi Aur Uska Das Rupaye Ka Ehsaan."
Reyansh hans-hanskar uske kandhe par halka sa mukka maar gaya.
Reyansh: "Chal, nikal bhosdike
Arshad: "Ja raha hoon, ja raha hoon. Lekin yaad rakhna, agli chai teri."
Reyansh: "Bilkul nahi."
Arshad: "Dosti khatam!"
Reyansh: "Theek hai."
Arshad do kadam chala, phir palatkar aaya.
Arshad: "Achha, aadhi teri, aadhi meri?"
Reyansh: "Nikal, lode
Arshad zor se hans pada aur haath hilata hua doosri taraf chala gaya.
Reyansh use jaate hue dekhta raha.
Phir apni gaadi mein baith gaya.
Engine start hua.
Radio apne aap chal pada.
Kisi purane gaane ki dhun gaadi mein bhar gayi.
Reyansh ne volume thoda badha diya.
Aaj ka din kuch khaas nahi tha.
Office mein kaam tha. Ek baat thi jo use achhi nahi lagi. Kuch pal aise the jinhe woh nazarandaaz karna chahta tha.
Lekin phir ek purana dost mila.
Chai mili.
Hansi mili.
Aur bina kisi sawaal ka jawaab diye bhi, thoda halka mehsoos hua.
Shayad har din zindagi badalne ke liye nahi hota.
Kuch din bas itna karte hain ki insaan agle din tak pahunch jaaye.
Reyansh ne signal par gaadi roki.
Uske phone par ek message aaya.
ARSHAD: Ghar pahunchkar message kar dena.
Doosra message turant aaya.
ARSHAD: Aur haan, kal chai ke paise mat bhoolna.
Reyansh ne screen dekhi aur muskurate hue type kiya.
REYANSH: Kal se dosti khatam.
Arshad ka reply aa gaya.
ARSHAD: Theek hai. Purane dost ko block karne se pehle uske paise de dena.
Reyansh hans diya.
Signal green hua.
Gaadi aage badh gayi.
Aur Bengaluru ki bheed mein, apni hi raftaar se chalta hua Reyansh ek aur shaam ghar laut raha tha.
Uski zindagi abhi bhi wahi thi.
Lekin aaj ki shaam mein ek dost ki hansi jud gayi thi.
Kabhi-kabhi, filhaal ke liye itna hi kaafi hota hai.

Raat ke kareeb nau baj rahe the.

Reyansh ghar pahuncha toh kitchen se khane ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Shalu apna bag sambhaal rahi thi.
Shalu: "Aa gaye, sir?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Main toh bas apni shakal dikhane aaya hoon."
Shalu ne use dekha.
Shalu: "Aaj mood achha lag raha hai."
Reyansh ne chaabi table par rakhi.
Reyansh: "Kyun? Kal bura tha?"
Shalu: "Kal aapne mujhse teen baar poocha tha ki khana kab banega."
Reyansh: "Aaj nahi poochunga."
Shalu ne rahat ki saans lene ka natak kiya.
Shalu: "Malik ka shukr hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: "Khana laga do. Bahut bhook lagi hai."
Shalu: "Ji, sir."
Woh kitchen mein chali gayi.
Reyansh ne phone nikala. Shivani ka message tha.
Shivani: Sunday ko lunch yaad hai na? Is baar koi bahana nahi.
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: Yaad hai, shivani
Phone table par rakhkar woh dining chair par baith gaya.
Kuch der baad Shalu ne khana laga diya.
Shalu: "Aaj kya hua, sir? Office mein koi achhi khabar mili?"
Reyansh ne pehla niwala liya.
Reyansh: "Nahi. Dost se mila tha."
Shalu: "Achha hai. Dost se milte rehna chahiye."
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "Tumhare dost hain?"
Shalu ne bartan uthate hue jawab diya.
Shalu: "Haan, sir. Do-teen hain."
Reyansh: "Unse milti ho?"
Shalu: "Kabhi-kabhi. Sab apne kaam mein busy rehte hain."
Reyansh: "Toh kabhi mil liya karo. Kaam toh chalta rahega."
Shalu ne ek pal ke liye use dekha.
Phir muskurakar boli.
Shalu: "Ji, sir."
Woh bartan lekar kitchen mein chali gayi.
Reyansh khana khata raha.
Aaj usne Shalu se koi badi baat nahi ki thi. Bas ek aam si salah di thi.
Lekin kabhi-kabhi insaan doosron ko woh baat keh deta hai, jo khud bhi sunna chahta hai.
Khana khatam karke Reyansh ne plate kitchen counter par rakhi aur apne bedroom mein chala gaya.
TV chalu kiya.
Kuch der channel badalta raha, phir ek comedy show par ruk gaya.
Screen par log hans rahe the.
Reyansh bhi hans diya.
Raat dheere-dheere aage badhti rahi.
Aur us din, sone se pehle, usne apne phone par Arshad ka message dobara dekha.
ARSHAD: Kal chai ke paise mat bhoolna.
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
REYANSH: Kal chai meri taraf se. Ab khush?
Kuch seconds baad jawab aaya.
ARSHAD: Mujhe pata tha. Dosti mein jaan honi chahiye, aur dost ki jeb mein paisa.
Reyansh ne phone side mein rakha aur hans diya.
Phir light band kar di.
Kamre mein andhera chha gaya.
Bahar Bengaluru abhi bhi jaag raha tha.
Aur Reyansh?
Woh apni zindagi ke ek aur aam din ko peeche chhodkar so gaya.
Kuch din yaad rehne ke liye nahi aate. Kuch din bas yaad dilane aate hain ki hum abhi bhi jee rahe hain.

[Greenwood]

UPDATE 03: Sunday Wali Setting ☕❤️



Pichhle kuch din Reyansh ki zindagi apni rozmarra ki raftaar se chalti rahi. Office, ghar, Shalu ki subah-subah wali entry aur kabhi Arshad ke saath chai par mulaqat.
Kuch khaas nahi badla tha. Wahi routine, wahi zindagi.
Aur dekhte hi dekhte Sunday aa gaya.
Scene 1: Sunday Morning
Location: Reyansh's Apartment, Bengaluru | 9:18 AM
Reyansh ke phone par alarm bajne ki himmat toh nahi hui thi, lekin uske paas pade phone ki screen par ek ke baad ek notifications zaroor aa rahe the.
Reyansh kambal ke andar tha.
Phone baja.
Usne aankhein khole bina phone uthaya aur call receive kar li.
Reyansh: "Hello..."
Shivani: "Zinda hai?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Bhoot bol raha hoon."
Shivani: "Achha? Toh bhoot sahab, saade gyarah baje ghar aa jaana."
Reyansh: "Kyun? Koi havan hai?"
Shivani: "Sunday lunch hai, maharaj. Family ke saath."
Reyansh: "Didi, Sunday ko insaan ko sone dena chahiye. Yeh family wale programs weekdays mein kyun nahi hote?"
Shivani: "Weekdays mein tu office ka bahana banata hai. Sunday ko neend ka. Tere paas bahano ka stock kaafi achha hai."
Reyansh ke chehre par neend ke beech halki si muskurahat aa gayi.
Reyansh: "Aapko mujhse koi personal problem hai kya?"
Shivani: "Haan. Tu mera bhai hai."
Reyansh: "Yeh toh sach mein serious problem hai."
Shivani: "Saade gyarah baje."
Reyansh: "Khaane mein kya hai?"
Shivani: "Aaya toh pata chalega."
Reyansh: "Paneer hai?"
Shivani: "Nahi."
Reyansh: "Toh phir main kyun aaun?"
Shivani: "Mummy ko bol doon ki unka laadla beta ab unke haath ka khaana pasand nahi karta?"
Reyansh: "Emotional blackmail! Wah didi, kya khoobsoorat shuruaat hai Sunday ki."
Shivani: "Thank you. Saade gyarah baje milte hain."
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh ne phone takiye ke paas rakha aur chhat ki taraf dekhne laga.
Reyansh (khud se): "Sunday bhi kya cheez hai. Aata aaram karne ke liye hai, aur log ise social gathering bana dete hain."
Phir usne kambal hata diya.
Aakhir khaana toh khaana hi tha.


Kitchen se bartan rakhne ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Shalu apne kaam mein lagi thi. Reyansh neend bhari aankhon ke saath kitchen ke darwaaze par aakar khada ho gaya.
Shalu: "Good morning, sir."
Reyansh: "Tum logon ko Sunday nahi milta kya?"
Shalu: "Milta hai, sir. Lekin aapke ghar ka Sunday bhi toh aata hai."
Reyansh: "Matlab?"
Shalu: "Matlab aaj aap late uthe hain. Coffee bana doon?"
Reyansh: "Tum mere ghar mein kaam karti ho ya meri daily report banati ho?"
Shalu: "Report banane ke alag paise loongi."
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: "Good. Salary negotiation shuru ho gayi hai."
Shalu: "Aap hi toh kehte ho, sir. Kaam achha karo aur apni value samjho."
Reyansh ek pal ke liye use dekhne laga. Phir muskurate hue bola.
Reyansh: "Meri baatein yaad bhi rakhti ho tum?"
Shalu: "Aapki achhi baatein yaad rakhti hoon. Baaki toh wo bachaye."
Reyansh: "Shalu, tum dheere-dheere dangerous hoti ja rahi ho."
Shalu: "Coffee mein cheeni kitni, sir?"
Reyansh: "Do chammach."
Shalu: "Aur zubaan mein?"
Reyansh: "Woh toh naturally meethi hai."
Shalu: "Ji, woh toh dikh hi raha hai."
Reyansh hans diya.
Coffee lekar woh living room mein aaya. Table par phone pada tha. Shivani ka ek message bhi aa chuka tha.
Shivani: "Late mat hona. Mummy ne khaana bana liya hai."
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: "Aa raha hoon. Bas helicopter arrange kar raha hoon."
Do second baad reply aaya.
Shivani: "Apna helicopter ghar par hi rakhna. Road se aa jaana."
Reyansh ne phone side mein rakh diya.
Aaj ka din shayad itna bura bhi nahi hone wala tha.
Use kya pata tha ki uski behen ne bas ek chhoti si mulaqat ka mauka banane ka socha hai.
Aur us chhoti si koshish ka anjaam kisi ke haath mein nahi tha.

Location: Shivani's Home, Bengaluru | 11:36 AM

Shivani kitchen se dining table ki taraf aa rahi thi. Usne ek elegant, understated suit pehna hua tha. Chehre par wahi sukoon, aankhon mein wahi samajhdari aur baaton mein ek aisi pakad jo bina awaaz unchi kiye bhi saamne wale ko chup kara de.
Dining table par khaana lag chuka tha.
Unki maa kitchen mein aakhri taiyari kar rahi thi, jabki papa newspaper lekar living room mein baithe the.
Shivani ne phone check kiya.
Ek message type kiya.
Shivani: "Aarohi, tum nikal gayi?"
Kuch der baad reply aaya.
Aarohi: "Haan, bas raaste mein hoon. Aunty, main zyada late toh nahi ho rahi?"
Shivani: "Nahi beta, aaram se aa jao."
Shivani ne phone rakh diya.
Uske chehre par halki si muskurahat thi.
Woh bas chahti thi ki Reyansh aur Aarohi ek baar mil lein. Dono baat kar lein, ek-doosre ko jaan lein. Aage kuch ho ya na ho, woh alag baat thi.
Shivani ko bhi nahi pata tha ki yeh mulaqat kisi disha mein jayegi ya sirf ek aam mulaqat bankar reh jayegi.
Tabhi doorbell baji.
Mummy: "Reyansh aa gaya hoga. Dekh toh zara!"
Shivani darwaaze ki taraf gayi.
Darwaaza khula.
Saamne Reyansh khada tha, haath mein mithai ka ek chhota sa dibba.
Shivani: "Wah! Aaj toh mithai bhi laaye ho."
Reyansh: "Haan, socha khaali haath aaya toh ghar mein entry band ho jayegi."
Shivani: "Tujhe khaali haath aane se zyada khaali pet lautne ka darr hai."
Reyansh: "Didi, aap meri feelings ko itni achhi tarah kaise samajh leti hain?"
Shivani: "Bachpan se jhel rahi hoon."
Reyansh andar aaya aur papa ke paas jaakar baith gaya.
Reyansh: "Hello, Papa."
Papa: "Aa gaya?"
Reyansh: "Ji. Aapko toh lag raha hoga main kisi videsh yatra par gaya hoon."
Papa: "Tere ghar se yahan aane mein bhi itna waqt lagta hai, toh videsh jaane mein toh umar nikal jayegi."
Reyansh: "Aaj sab log milkar meri beizzati karne ke mood mein hain kya?"
Papa: "Abhi toh shuruaat hai."
Reyansh ne dono haath utha diye.
Reyansh: "Theek hai. Main khaana kha leta hoon. Kam se kam khaane ki toh izzat karoge."
Shivani uski baat sunkar muskurayi.
Use apne bhai ka yeh andaaz achha lagta tha. Woh apni pareshaaniyon ko har waqt chehre par lekar nahi ghoomta tha. Kabhi-kabhi uski hansi mein woh purana Reyansh nazar aa jaata tha, jise woh bachpan se jaanti thi.
Aur woh chahti thi ki zindagi mein aise pal uske liye aur badhein.

Shivani's Home | 12:02 PM

Doorbell dobara baji.
Shivani darwaaza kholne gayi.
Saamne ek ladki khadi thi.
Simple, elegant kurta, khule baal, kandhe par bag aur chehre par ek natural si smile.
Aarohi: "Hi, Aunty!"
Shivani: "Aao beta, andar aao."
Aarohi ne ghar mein kadam rakha.
Aarohi: "Sorry, thoda traffic mil gaya."
Shivani: "Koi baat nahi. Sab log aa gaye hain."
Aarohi living room mein aayi.
Shivani ne uska parichay karwaya.
Shivani: "Mummy, yeh Aarohi hai. Maine bataya tha na, meri jaan-pehchaan mein hai."
Mummy: "Haan haan, aao beta. Baitho."
Aarohi ne sabko namaste kiya.
Phir Shivani ki nazar Reyansh par gayi.
Shivani: "Aur yeh mera chhota bhai, Reyansh."
Reyansh sofa par baitha phone dekh raha tha. Naam sunte hi usne nazar uthayi.
Reyansh: "Hi."
Aarohi: "Hi."
Bas do lafz.
Na koi filmi background music, na hawa mein udte baal, na waqt ka rukna.
Reyansh ne phone table par rakha aur ek polite smile di. Aarohi bhi muskurayi aur saamne wali chair par baith gayi.
Shivani: "Aarohi, tumhe yaad hai na, maine apne bhai ke baare mein bataya tha?"
Aarohi: "Ji, aapne bataya tha ki aapka bhai corporate mein kaam karta hai."
Reyansh: "Bas itna hi bataya tha? Achha hai. Meri image abhi bach sakti hai."
Aarohi hans di.
Aarohi: "Aur kya batana chahiye tha?"
Reyansh: "Yeh ki main bahut seedha-saadha insaan hoon."
Shivani: "Jhooth bolne ki bhi ek limit hoti hai, Reyansh."
Reyansh: "Didi, guest ke saamne toh izzat rakh lo."
Shivani: "Main toh rakh rahi hoon. Tu khud hi sambhaal nahi paa raha."
Aarohi ki hansi nikal gayi.
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "Aap hans kyun rahi hain? Abhi toh aapko pata bhi nahi ki main kitna achha insaan hoon."
Aarohi: "Main toh bas aapki behen ki baat sun rahi hoon."
Reyansh: "Samajhdaar lagti hain aap."
Aarohi: "Aapko kaise pata?"
Reyansh: "Meri baat par bharosa nahi kiya aapne."
Aarohi ne muskurakar sir halka sa jhuka diya.
Aarohi: "Pehli mulaqat mein hi kisi par bharosa kar lena bhi thoda jaldi nahi hoga?"
Reyansh ek pal ke liye chup hua, phir hans pada.
Reyansh: "Point toh hai."
Shivani dono ko dekh rahi thi.
Usne koi sawaal nahi poochha, na hi baat ko kisi khaas disha mein le jaane ki koshish ki.
Woh bas chahti thi ki sab aaram se baat karein.
Aage kya hoga, yeh waqt par chhod dena hi behtar tha.

Location: Dining Area | 12:28 PM
Sab log dining table par aa gaye.
Mummy ne sabko khaana parosa. Papa apne office ke ek purane kisse ke baare mein bata rahe the, jise sunkar Reyansh beech-beech mein comments kar raha tha.
Papa: "Us waqt humare office mein ek aadmi tha. Har baat mein kehta tha ki kaam main hi karunga."
Reyansh: "Aur karta koi aur hoga."
Papa: "Bilkul."
Reyansh: "Corporate ka golden rule. Credit apna, kaam doosre ka."
Shivani: "Tu apne office ke kisse sunane mat baith jaana. Khana thanda ho jayega."
Reyansh: "Maine kab kaha main apne office ke kisse sunaunga? Main toh apne experience se gyaan de raha hoon."
Aarohi: "Toh aapke office mein bhi aise log hain?"
Reyansh: "Har office mein hote hain. Bas designation badal jaata hai."
Aarohi: "Aur aap?"
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "Main? Main toh bahut masoom hoon."
Shivani ne paani ka glass uthaya.
Shivani: "Iski masoomiyat par research chal rahi hai. Abhi tak koi result nahi aaya."
Aarohi phir hans di.
Khaane ke beech baat-cheet chalti rahi. Aarohi ne apne kaam aur Bengaluru mein rehne ke baare mein thoda bataya. Reyansh ne bhi apne kaam ka zikr kiya, lekin corporate duniya ki lambi kahani shuru nahi ki.
Dono ke beech baat aage badhi, phir kisi doosre topic par chali gayi.
Koi khaas baat nahi hui thi.
Lekin kam se kam ab dono ek-doosre ka naam aur chehra jaante the.
Aur filhaal, itna kaafi tha.

Lunch ke baad Aarohi mummy ke saath kitchen mein plates rakhne lagi.

Shivani ne use rokna chaha.
Shivani: "Arre beta, rehne do. Tum guest ho."
Aarohi: "Aunty, do plates hi toh hain. Koi baat nahi."
Mummy: "Karne do, Shivani. Aajkal ke bachche itne bhi bure nahi hain."
Shivani: "Maine kab kaha bure hain?"
Mummy: "Tu kuch kehti nahi, lekin tera chehra sab bata deta hai."
Shivani hans padi.
Udhar living room mein Reyansh apne papa ke saath baitha tha. Uska phone vibrate hua.
Arshad ka message tha.
Arshad: "Zinda hai ya family lunch mein tujhe emotional speech dekar shaheed kar diya?"
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: "Abhi zinda hoon. Lekin khana khatam hote hi bhaagne ka plan hai."
Arshad: "Good. Shaam ko mil. Chai meri taraf se."
Reyansh: "Teri taraf se matlab main paise doonga?"
Arshad: "College se dosti hai, hisaab toh purana hai."
Reyansh hans diya.
Tabhi Shivani living room mein aayi.
Shivani: "Kya hua? Akela hi hans raha hai."
Reyansh: "Arshad ka message hai."
Shivani: "Achha. Toh shaam ka program ban gaya?"
Reyansh: "Haan. Aapke yahan se bachkar nikalne ke baad."
Shivani: "Mere ghar se bachkar nikalne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Darwaaza saamne hai."
Reyansh: "Aapki baaton se toh lagta hai darwaaze par security guard bhi khada hoga."
Shivani: "Tere liye toh main khud khadi ho sakti hoon."
Reyansh ne hanskar sir hila diya.
Usne Aarohi ko kitchen se nikalte dekha.
Aarohi: "Achha Aunty, main chalti hoon. Aaj milkar achha laga."
Shivani: "Mujhe bhi beta. Phir milna."
Aarohi: "Zaroor."
Aarohi ne sabko namaste kiya.
Reyansh bhi khada ho gaya.
Reyansh: "Achha, bye."
Aarohi: "Bye, Reyansh."
Woh chali gayi.
Reyansh ne apna phone uthaya aur papa se kaha ki woh ab nikalta hai.
Shivani use darwaaze tak chhodne aayi.
Shivani: "Achha laga na, sabke saath waqt bitakar?"
Reyansh: "Haan, achha tha. Kaafi time baad aaram se baitha."
Shivani: "Toh kabhi-kabhi aaya kar."
Reyansh: "Aata rahunga, didi."
Shivani ne uske kandhe par pyaar se haath rakha.
Shivani: "Theek hai. Dhyaan rakhna."
Reyansh: "Aap bhi."
Reyansh chala gaya.
Shivani kuch pal darwaaze par khadi rahi.
Usne aaj kuch karne ki koshish ki thi. Bas ek mulaqat karwayi thi, aur kuch nahi.
Na use koi jawaab chahiye tha, na kisi faisle ki ummeed thi.
Kabhi-kabhi apno ke liye sirf ek darwaaza khol dena bhi kaafi hota hai.
Uske baad andar aana hai ya nahi, yeh unki marzi hoti hai.

Location: Bengaluru | 5:42 PM

Shaam hote-hote Reyansh ghar laut aaya tha.
Shalu ka kaam pehle hi khatam ho chuka tha. Reyansh ne kapde badle, phone uthaya aur Arshad ko call kar diya.
Arshad: "Aakhirkaar! Maharaj ko hum gareebon ki yaad aa hi gayi."
Reyansh: "Tu phone uthane se pehle apni awaaz normal nahi kar sakta?"
Arshad: "Nahi. Meri awaaz hi meri pehchaan hai."
Reyansh: "Teri pehchaan toh college mein bhi kisi ko samajh nahi aayi thi."
Arshad: "Lekin tu samajh gaya tha. Tabhi toh itne saal se jhel raha hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: "Chal, kahan milna hai?"
Arshad: "Wahi purani tapri. Das minute mein aa."
Reyansh: "Pandra minute lagenge."
Arshad: "Theek hai. Main bhi das minute late aaunga."
Reyansh: "Toh phir main pandra minute late hi aaunga."
Arshad: "Tu aa toh sahi, phir dekhte hain kaun kisko kitna wait karwata hai."
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh ne chaabiyan uthayi aur ghar se nikal gaya.
Tapri par Arshad pehle se maujood tha. Haath mein chai ka glass, chehre par wahi purani shararat aur aankhon mein wohi apnapan.
Reyansh ko dekhte hi usne doosra glass uthaya.
Arshad: "Aaiye, aaiye. Family se permission mil gayi?"
Reyansh: "Haan. Lekin agli baar tujhe saath le jaunga. Meri beizzati mein ek partner toh hona chahiye."
Arshad: "Main tere saath family lunch par? Bhai, main apni izzat karta hoon."
Reyansh: "Teri izzat aur meri salary, dono ke baare mein logon ko zyada pata nahi hai."
Arshad zor se hans pada.
Dono chai lekar baith gaye.
Kuch der cricket, office aur purane college ke doston ki baatein hoti rahi. Arshad ne apne office ke ek naye project ka zikr kiya. Reyansh ne bhi apne kaam ki ek chhoti si baat batayi.
Unki baaton mein woh aasani thi jo saalon ki dosti se aati hai. Kisi ko har baat samjhani nahi padti thi. Ek doosre ki aadaton se lekar chup rehne ke tareeke tak, dono ek-doosre ko jaante the.

Arshad: kya lagta hai Kohli 100, century marega?
Reyansh: kya maloom bhai, aaj kal match dekhta bhi kon hai, sala pura hafta humari maari jati hai office me...
Arshad:hmmm  "Waise, aaj ka Sunday kaisa raha?"
Reyansh: "Achha tha. Ghar par lunch kiya."
Arshad: "Bas? Koi interesting baat nahi hui?"
Reyansh: "Khana achha tha."
Arshad: "Wah. Kya gehri review di hai. Restaurant khol le."
Reyansh: "Tu copywriter hai ya meri zindagi ka news reporter?"
Arshad: "Dono. Bas salary ek hi jagah se milti hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
Arshad ne chai ka aakhri sip liya.
Arshad: "Achha, kal office hai. Chal nikalte hain."
Reyansh: "Tujhe kal office yaad hai? Aaj toh bada responsible ban raha hai."
Arshad: "Monday ko boss yaad dila deta hai."
Reyansh: kya lagta hai maar dega 100 century?
Arshad ghoor ke dekhta hai.
Dono uth gaye.
Ghar lautte waqt Reyansh ke chehre par ek halki si muskurahat thi.
Sunday achha guzra tha.
Family ke saath waqt, ek nayi mulaqat aur purane dost ke saath chai.
Zindagi mein koi bada badlav nahi aaya tha.
Aur shayad har din ko badalne ki zaroorat bhi nahi hoti.
Kabhi-kabhi ek aam sa din bhi apne peeche kuch chhoti yaadein chhod jaata hai.

Reyansh's Apartment | 10:34 PM
Reyansh bed par baitha phone scroll kar raha tha.
Shivani ka message aaya.
Shivani: "Ghar pahunch gaya?"
Reyansh: "Haan, didi."
Shivani: "Good night. Kal office hai, jaldi so jaana."
Reyansh: "Ji, mummy."
Shivani: "Zyada smart mat ban."
Reyansh muskuraya aur phone side mein rakh diya.
Uske dimaag mein din bhar ki koi khaas baat nahi ghoom rahi thi. Aarohi se mulaqat bhi bas ek aam mulaqat thi. Woh uske baare mein koi badi rai banakar nahi baitha tha, aur na hi usne aage kuch socha.
Shivani ki taraf se ki gayi chhoti si koshish filhaal bas ek mulaqat tak hi thi.
Aage kya hoga, yeh kisi ko nahi pata tha.
Reyansh ne light band ki.
Kal phir Monday tha.
Wahi office, wahi kaam aur zindagi ka wahi jaana-pehchaana silsila.
Lekin zindagi hamesha apne badlav ka elaan nahi karti.
Kabhi-kabhi woh bas ek aam Sunday ko kisi naye insaan se milwa deti hai.
Aur phir kahani apni raftaar se chalti rehti hai.

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UPDATE 04



Monday | 7:38 AM | Reyansh's Apartment, Bengaluru
Alarm baj raha tha.
Reyansh ne aankhein khole bina haath badhaya aur alarm band kar diya.
Do second baad phone phir baja.
Is baar usne aankh kholi, screen dekhi aur phone ko aise ghura jaise alarm ne uski personal insult kar di ho.
Reyansh: "Bhai, Monday hai. Thoda toh insaaniyat dikha."
Alarm ka koi jawaab nahi aaya.
Reyansh uthkar bathroom ki taraf jaane laga, tabhi doorbell baj gayi.
Woh ruk gaya.
Reyansh: "Ab kaun aa gaya?"
Door khola toh Shalu saamne thi.
Shalu: "Good morning, sir."
Reyansh: "Tumhare liye good morning hogi. Mere liye abhi morning bhi confirm nahi hui."
Shalu: "Aapki ghadi mein kitne baje hain?"
Reyansh: "Saat bajkar chaalis minute."
Shalu: "Toh phir morning confirm hai
Reyansh: "Tum har baat ka jawaab kyun deti ho?"
Shalu: "Aap har baat bolte kyun ho?"
Reyansh ne do pal use dekha.
Reyansh: "Tumhari training kahaan hui hai?"
Shalu: "Aapke ghar mein."

Shalu andar chali gayi.
Reyansh darwaaze par khada use jaate hue dekhta raha.
Reyansh: "Yeh ghar hai ya daily performance review?"
Phir woh taiyaar hone chala gaya.
Aaj Monday tha. Aur Monday ko Reyansh ke paas apni neend se ladne ke alawa bhi bahut kaam tha.


Location: Reyansh's Office | 10:24 AM
Office mein din shuru ho chuka tha.
Reyansh apni desk par laptop khole baitha tha. Uske saamne kuch campaign updates the, jinhe dekhkar woh apni team ko ek chhota sa message bhej raha tha.
Reyansh: "Guys, campaign ka revised version lunch se pehle share kar dena. Ek baar check karke client ko bhej denge."
Usne message send kiya aur coffee ka sip liya.
Tabhi uska phone vibrate hua.
Arshad: Bhai, ek serious sawaal hai.
Reyansh: Pooch.
Arshad: Agar koi aadmi Monday ko office aane ke baad bhi kaam karne ka mann na kare, toh kya woh haramkhori hogi
Reyansh: Tu apne baare mein pooch raha hai?
Arshad: Main toh research kar raha hoon. Copywriter hoon, sawal poochna mera kaam hai.
Reyansh: Tera kaam copy likhna hai, to wo hi kar... Namak ka karz to ada kar chutiye
Arshad: gaali, theek hai never mind.
Reyansh hans diya.
Usne phone side mein rakha aur kaam mein lag gaya.
Kuch der baad ek colleague uske paas aaya. Campaign ke ek chhote se change par dono ne baat ki. Reyansh ne apni suggestion di, colleague ne note ki aur kaam aage badh gaya.
Na koi badi meeting, na koi corporate drama.
Bas ek aam Monday.
Lekin Bengaluru ke doosre kone mein, ek doosra aadmi apne Monday ko thoda alag tareeke se sambhaal raha tha.
Aur us aadmi ka naam tha Arshad.



Monday | 11:16 AM | Advertising Agency, Bengaluru

Ek open office.
Kisi desk par headphones lage hue the, kahin koi presentation bana raha tha, toh kahin coffee machine ke paas do log apne weekend ki kahani suna rahe the.
Beech mein ek desk par Arshad baitha tha.
Laptop screen par ek blank document khula hua tha.
Uske upar title likha tha:
"Campaign Tagline Options"
Neeche cursor blink kar raha tha.
Arshad use dekh raha tha.
Phir usne keyboard par ungliyan rakhi aur type kiya:
Option 1: Zindagi Ka Naya Rang.
Kuch pal baad usne line padhi.
Arshad: "Nahi."
Delete.
Option 2: Har Pal Kuch Khaas.
Woh kursi par peeche hua.
Arshad: "Yeh toh pichhle das saal se har doosra brand bol raha hai."
Delete.
Option 3: Aapki Zindagi, Aapka Andaaz.
Arshad ne apni aankhein band kar li.
Arshad: "Bas. Ab isse achha toh main apna resignation likh doon."
Colleague: "Resignation likhne ke liye bhi kuch likhna padega, Arshad."
Arshad ne gardan ghumayi.
Uska colleague Kabir apni coffee lekar khada tha.
Arshad: "Kabir, tumhe pata hai creative logon ki sabse badi problem kya hoti hai?"
Kabir: "Deadline?"
Arshad: "Nahi. Humse har waqt creative hone ki umeed ki jaati hai."
Kabir: "Aur tumhari problem?"
Arshad: "Mujhse har waqt kaam karne ki umeed ki jaati hai."
Kabir hans pada.
Kabir: "Client ko chaar baje tak options chahiye."
Arshad: ye boss aise client lata hu kyu, sale ek hafte pahle batate hai ki yeh chahiye... It's imagination man, craft hai... Time lagta hai sochne me
Kabir ne uske laptop ki taraf dekha.
Kabir: "Abhi tak ek hi line likhi hai?"
Arshad: "Galat. Teen lines likhi hain. Do ko maine khud reject kiya hai. Quality control naam ki bhi koi cheez hoti hai."
Kabir: "Boss ko quality se zyada quantity chahiye."
Arshad: lodu hai saala
Kabir apni hansi rok nahi paaya.
Kabir: "Chal, nautanki band kar. Main meeting mein ja raha hoon. Do baje tak kuch achha dikha dena."
Arshad: "Do baje tak toh main duniya badal dunga."
Kabir: "Pehle document save kar lena. Pichhli baar duniya badalne se pehle laptop hang ho gaya tha."
Kabir chala gaya.
Arshad phir screen ki taraf mud gaya.
Uske chehre se hansi dheere-dheere gayab nahi hui, bas uska dhyaan kaam par aa gaya.
Usne blank document dekha.
Phir ek naya idea type kiya.
Is baar usne use delete nahi kiya.
Usne line ke neeche ek aur line likhi, phir teesri.
Kuch minute baad woh khud hi halka sa muskuraya.
Arshad (dheere se): "Ab aaya na maza."
Woh kaam mein lag gaya.
Arshad mazaak karta tha, baaton ko ghumata tha aur kabhi-kabhi apne boss ko bhi confuse kar deta tha. Lekin jab use koi idea pasand aa jaata, toh woh us par poora dhyaan deta.
Uske liye copywriting sirf shabdon ko khoobsurat banana nahi tha.
Woh chahta tha ki uske likhe hue shabd kisi ko yaad reh jaayein.
Aur shayad isi liye blank document ke saamne baithkar bhi woh haar nahi maanta tha.
Bas uski haar maanane ki acting kaafi zabardast thi.



Location: Arshad's Office | 1:08 PM

Arshad ne lunch box khola hi tha ki phone baj utha.
Screen par naam tha: Reyansh.
Usne call receive kiya.
Arshad: "Haan, bol. Kya hua? Office mein aag lag gayi?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Tere bina office chal raha tha, socha haal pooch loon."
Arshad: "Bhai, meri kami har jagah mehsoos hoti hai. Bas log accept nahi karte."
Reyansh: "Tere office wale toh tujhe kaam karte dekhkar khush hote honge."
Arshad: "Bahut. Kabhi-kabhi toh mujhe khud par shaq hone lagta hai."
Reyansh: "Lunch kiya?"
Arshad: "Karne wala hoon."
Reyansh: "Kya laaye ho?"
Arshad: "Ghar ka khaana."
Reyansh: "Wah. Aaj toh responsible adult lag raha hai."
Arshad: "Roz lagta hoon. Tum logon ki nazar kharaab hai."
Reyansh apni desk par muskuraya.
Reyansh: "Waise, tera woh campaign kaisa chal raha hai?"
Arshad ne lunch box ka dhakkan band kar diya.
Arshad: "Chal raha hai. Client ko kuch naya chahiye, boss ko kuch jaldi chahiye aur mujhe aadhe din ki neend chahiye"
Reyansh: "Teri life mein sukoon naam ki cheez nahi hai kya?"
Arshad ek pal ke liye ruka.
Phir usne apni usual awaaz mein jawaab diya.
Arshad: "Hai na. Lunch break mein milta hai. Bas pandrah minute ka subscription hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: "Achha, kaam kar. Shaam ko milte hain?"
Arshad: "Aaj mushkil hai. Campaign ki deadline hai."
Reyansh: "Tu aur deadline? Mujhe laga tum dono ek-doosre ko pasand nahi karte."
Arshad: "Pasand toh nahi karte. Lekin rishta purana hai."
Reyansh: "Theek hai. Kal milte hain."
Arshad: "Kal ka kal dekhenge. Abhi mujhe boss ki gaand ko bachaana hai."
Dono haste hai or bye bolte hai
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh ne phone rakh diya.
Use achha laga ki Arshad kaam mein laga hua tha. Dono ki dosti mein ek baat hamesha se thi: ek doosre ko lekar fikr rehti thi, lekin har waqt uska izhaar karna zaroori nahi samajhte the.
Kabhi ek call kaafi hota tha.
Kabhi ek bakwaas joke.
Aur kabhi bina kuch kahe bhi dono samajh jaate the ki doosra theek hai ya nahi.

Monday | 7:24 PM | Bengaluru
Shaam tak Arshad ka campaign draft taiyaar ho chuka tha.
Usne laptop band kiya, bag uthaya aur office se nikal gaya.
Lift mein usne phone check kiya. Maa ka message aaya hua tha.
Ammi: "Ghar aate waqt dahi le aana."
Arshad ne reply kiya.
Arshad: "Ji, hukm ki tameel hogi."
Do second baad doosra message aaya.
Ammi: "Aur bread bhi."
Arshad ne aankhein band kar li.
Arshad: "Ek hi message mein bata deti na, Ammi. Main dahi lene jaate-jaate retirement ki age mein pahunch jaunga."
Ammi: "Zyada bolne ke bajaye samaan le aana."
Arshad muskuraya.
Usne phone pocket mein rakha aur raste mein dukaan se dahi aur bread le li.
Ghar pahunchkar usne jootey utaare aur kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.
Ammi: "Aa gaya?"
Arshad: "Nahi, Ammi. Aapka farmaan lekar ek aadmi aaya hai."
Ammi: "Dahi laaya?"
Arshad ne bag aage kar diya.
Arshad: "Ji."
Ammi: "Bread?"
Arshad: "Ji."
Ammi: "Achha, haath-muh dho le. Khaana laga deti hoon."
Arshad kitchen ke darwaaze par ruk gaya.
Arshad: "Ammi, ek baat batao?"
Ammi: "Kya?"
Arshad: "Agar main ek din bina koi kaam kiye ghar aa jaun, toh aap kya karogi?"
Ammi ne uski taraf dekha.
Ammi: "Pehle poochungi tabiyat theek hai ya nahi."
Arshad ki muskurahat kuch pal ke liye halki ho gayi.
Phir usne nazar jhuka kar kaha:
Arshad: "Achha. Aur agar tabiyat bhi theek ho aur main bas aaram karna chahta hoon?"
Ammi: "Toh aaram kar lena. Lekin subah uthkar kaam par zaroor jaana."
Arshad hans diya.
Arshad: "Aapko meri chinta nahi hai. Aapko meri attendance ki chinta hai."
Ammi: "Dono ki hai."
Usne Arshad ke sar par pyaar se haath rakha aur khaana lagane chali gayi.
Arshad wahi khada raha.
Ghar mein uske liye koi badi speech nahi thi. Na koi sawaal ki woh kitna kama raha hai, na koi taana ki ab tak kya haasil kiya.
Bas dahi, bread, ghar ka khaana aur maa ki woh fikr jo chhoti-chhoti baaton mein chhupi rehti thi.
Arshad ke liye yahi ghar tha.
Jahan woh apne jokes se sabko hasa sakta tha, lekin har waqt funny rehna zaroori nahi tha.


Location: Arshad's Home | 9:16 PM

Khaana khane ke baad Arshad apne kamre mein aaya.
Usne laptop khola aur campaign ka final draft ek baar phir check karne laga.
Phone vibrate hua.
Reyansh: "Kal free hai?"
Arshad: "Kyun? Meri zindagi ka tender nikal raha hai?"
Reyansh: "Nahi. Chai peeni hai."
Arshad: "Chai ke liye itna formal message? College mein toh seedha phone karke bolta tha, chal nikal."
Reyansh: "Tab tu paas rehta tha. Ab tera office, tera campaign aur teri celebrity wali life hai."
Arshad: "Celebrity main hamesha se tha. Tujhe pehchaanne mein waqt laga."
Reyansh ka reply aaya.
Reyansh: "Kal shaam saat baje. Wahi tapri."
Arshad: "Done."
Arshad ne phone rakh diya.
Phir laptop par apni tagline dekhi.
Usne final version save kiya aur mail bhej di.
Email sent.
Woh kursi par peeche hua aur gehri saans li.
Aaj ka din khatam hua tha.
Kal phir naya din hoga. Naya kaam, naye ideas aur wahi purane dost.
Usne light band ki aur bed par let gaya.
Uski zindagi mein bhi bahut kuch tha jo abhi readers ko nahi pata tha. Kuch cheezein jo waqt ke saath saamne aayengi, aur kuch jo shayad abhi usne khud bhi poori tarah samjhi nahi thi.
Lekin filhaal Arshad bas Arshad tha.
Ek copywriter, ek beta, ek purana dost aur ek aisa insaan jo duniya ko hasaane ke saath apni zindagi bhi apne tareeke se jeene ki koshish kar raha tha.
AZTARAAB jaari rahega... ❤️

[Greenwood]

UPDATE 05



Bengaluru | Tuesday | Subah 8:12 AM
Reyansh ke flat mein subah ki shuruaat alarm ki awaaz se nahi, balki alarm band karne ke baad dobara sone ki uski purani aadat se hui.
Phone takiye ke paas pada tha. Alarm band ho chuka tha, lekin janab ki aankhein abhi bhi band thi.
Tabhi doorbell baji.
Tring-tong!
Reyansh ne aankhein khole bina karwat badli.
Doosri baar bell baji.
Tring-tong!
Reyansh ne takiye se apna chehra bahar nikala.
Reyansh: "Aa gaya duniya ka sabse bada dukh..."
Doorbell teesri baar baji.
Reyansh uthkar baith gaya.
Reyansh: "Bhai, darwaza hi toh khol raha hoon. Shaadi ka mandap nahi saja raha!"
Woh baal theek karne ki nakaam koshish karta hua darwaze tak pahuncha aur kundi khol di.
Saamne Shalu khadi thi.
Haath mein apna bag, chehre par roz wali shaanti.
Shalu: "Good morning, sir."
Reyansh: "Good morning. Tumhare ghar mein ghadi nahi hai?"
Shalu: "Hai."
Reyansh: "Toh phir itni subah-subah?"
Shalu ne ek baar uske bikhre baalon ko dekha.
Shalu: "Aapke ghar mein bhi ghadi hai, sir. Shayad aapki ghadi aapse baat karna chhod chuki hai."
Reyansh ne do second use dekha.
Phir darwaza kholkar side ho gaya.
Reyansh: "Andar aao. Tumhari comedy ka subscription kisne liya hai, mujhe pata karna padega."
Shalu: "Free service hai, sir. Aap afford kar sakte hain."
Shalu andar chali gayi.
Reyansh darwaze par khada reh gaya.
Reyansh: "Yeh ladki mujhe ek din ghar se nikalwa kar rahegi."
Andar se Shalu ki awaaz aayi.
Shalu: "Pehle office ke liye nikal jaiye, sir. Der ho rahi hai."
Reyansh ne deewar par lagi ghadi dekhi.
8:15 AM.
"Shit!"
Ab ghar mein asli subah shuru hui.

Subah 9:05 AM | Bengaluru

Reyansh office pahunch chuka tha.
Laptop kholkar usne apna din shuru kiya. Kuch emails, ek chhoti si meeting aur agle hafte ke campaign par team ke saath discussion.
Office ki zindagi mein aaj kuch khaas nahi tha.
Kam se kam dopahar tak toh nahi.
Lunch break mein woh apni desk par baitha sandwich kha raha tha, jab phone screen par Arshad ka naam chamka.
Arshad Calling...
Reyansh ne call uthaya.
Reyansh: "Bol, berozgaar."
Arshad: "Teri awaaz sunke lag raha hai promotion mil gaya."
Reyansh: "Teri awaaz sunke lag raha hai kisi ne tera promotion rok diya."
Arshad: "Mere talent se jalne wale bahut hain is duniya mein."
Reyansh: "Aur tere talent ko samajhne wale kitne hain?"
Arshad: "Ek hai."
Reyansh: "Kaun?"
Arshad: "Meri girlfriend."
Reyansh ne sandwich neeche rakha.
Reyansh: "Achha! Toh aaj janab girlfriend ke naam par apni tareef karenge?"
Arshad: "Bhai, tareef toh main khud ki bhi kar sakta hoon. Girlfriend ka naam sirf credibility badhane ke liye liya."
Reyansh: "Samajh gaya. Chal ab asli baat bata."
Arshad kuch pal chup raha.
Arshad: "Aaj shaam free hai?"
Reyansh: "Kyun?"
Arshad: "Milna hai."
Reyansh: "Kisi ka birthday hai?"
Arshad: "Nahi."
Reyansh: "Kisi se udhaar liya hai?"
Arshad: "Nahi."
Reyansh: "Kisi ne tujhe udhaar dene se mana kar diya?"
Arshad (taunting): "Reyansh, teri zindagi mein pyaar ke alawa koi aur subject bhi hai?"
Reyansh: "Meri zindagi mein pyaar ke alawa bahut subjects hain. Bas tu unmein se kisi mein pass nahi hota."
Doosri taraf Arshad hans pada.
Arshad: "Shaam ko mil. Ek important insaan se milwana hai."
Reyansh ki aankhon mein shararat aa gayi.
Reyansh: "Oho! Rishta pakka karwa raha hai kya?"
Arshad: "Tere liye nahi, gadhe."
Reyansh: "Toh phir kaun hai?"
Arshad: "Sakshi."
Ek chhota sa pause.
Reyansh: "Achha! Toh aakhirkaar mujhe us insaan se milwayega jo teri bakwaas roz sunti hai?"
Arshad: "Haan. Aur woh tujhe dekhkar samajh jayegi ki main kitna achha insaan hoon."
Reyansh: "Ya phir woh mujhe dekhkar samajh jayegi ki tujhe aur achhe doston ki zaroorat hai."
Arshad: "Shaam ko mil. Aur haan, dhang ke kapde pehenna."
Reyansh: "Teri girlfriend se milne aa raha hoon, interview dene nahi."
Arshad: "Bas isi attitude se ek din tera interview bhi kharab hoga aur shaadi bhi."
Reyansh ki muskurahat ek pal ke liye halki padi.
Lekin usne turant baat badal di.
Reyansh: "Tu apni shaadi ki tension le. Meri chhod."
Arshad: "Main toh le hi raha hoon."
Is baar uski awaaz mein mazaak kam tha.
Reyansh kuch bolta, usse pehle Arshad ne kaha, "Chal, meeting hai. Shaam ko milte hain."
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh kuch seconds phone ko dekhta raha.
Phir sandwich uthaya aur apna lunch khatam karne laga.
Har baat par sochna zaroori nahi hota.
Kabhi-kabhi woh khud ko yahi samjhata tha.

Shaam 5:40 PM | Advertising Agency, Bengaluru

Arshad apni desk par baitha ek campaign ka final draft check kar raha tha.
Screen par teen taglines khuli hui thi. Chauthi likhne ka mann nahi tha, lekin client ko chaar options chahiye the.
Uske bagal mein Kabir coffee lekar aaya.
Kabir: "Ho gaya?"
Arshad: "Haan."
Kabir ne screen dekhi.
Kabir: "Teen hi hain."
Arshad: "Chauthi invisible hai."
Kabir: "Client ko kaise dikhegi?"
Arshad: "Uske loda hilana padega,usme se Jo ink niklegi whight, usse dikhega"
Kabir hans pada aur saamne wali chair par baith gaya.
Kabir: "Aaj jaldi ja raha hai?"
Arshad: "Haan."
Kabir: "Date?"
Arshad: "Nahi, operation."
Kabir: "Kiska?"
Arshad: "boss ki bwali gand ka."
Dono haste hai jor se...
Arshad ne laptop band kiya aur bag uthaya.
Uska phone vibrate hua.
Sakshi: Kahan ho?
Arshad ne message dekha aur turant reply kiya.
Arshad: Office mein. Kaam kar raha hoon. Kuch logon ki tarah sirf khoobsurat nahi hoon, talented bhi hoon.
Reply turant aa gaya.
Sakshi: Achha? Toh talent se aaj dinner bhi bana dena.
Arshad: Main bahar se order kar dunga.
Sakshi: Wah. Chef Arshad.
Arshad: Thank you. Autograph chahiye toh appointment lena.
Sakshi: Pehle kaam karna seekh lo, phir autograph dena.
Arshad muskuraya.
Kabir ne uske chehre ko dekha.
Kabir: "Sakshi?"
Arshad: "Haan."
Kabir: "Bhai, teri smile dekhkar lagta hai salary badh gayi."
Arshad: "Salary badhne par EMI yaad aati hai. Iski message aane par main EMI bhool jaata hoon."
Kabir: "Kya baat hai. Pyaar mein aadmi kitna bewakoof ho jaata hai."
Arshad: "Tu bhi ho ja. Phir samajh aayega."
Arshad ne bag kandhe par dala aur office se nikal gaya.
Uske chehre par wahi purani, befikr muskurahat thi.
Aaj shaam woh Reyansh ko Sakshi se milwane wala tha.
Aur use yakeen tha ki dono ki pehli mulaqat yaadgaar hogi.
Use bas ek baat ka andaza nahi tha.
Reyansh aur Sakshi dono ki zubaan tez thi.
Aur jab do aise log ek table par baithte hain, toh khana thanda hone ka khatra badh jaata hai.


Shaam 6:25 PM | cafe place, Bengaluru
Sakshi ek cafe ke bahar khadi apne phone par kuch dekh rahi thi.
Usne simple blue jeans, white top aur halka sa silver pendant pehna tha. Baalon ko khula chhoda hua tha. Uske chehre par ek aaram se rehne wali, apne aap mein comfortable ladki wali expression thi.
Woh baar-baar phone nahi dekh rahi thi.
Na hi Arshad ke late hone par pareshan ho rahi thi.
Usne apni coffee khatam ki, phir bag se lip balm nikala.
Tabhi Arshad ki call aayi.
Sakshi: "Haan, kahan ho?"
Arshad: "Bas pahunch gaya."
Sakshi: "Tumhare bas aur mere bas mein bahut farq hai."
Arshad: "Matlab?"
Sakshi: "Mere bas mein coffee khatam ho gayi. Tumhare bas mein abhi traffic hai."
Arshad hans diya.
Arshad: "Do minute."
Sakshi: "Theek hai. Main andar ja rahi hoon."
Arshad: "Ruko, main aa raha hoon."
Sakshi: "Arshad, main tumhari girlfriend hoon, parcel nahi. Tum aaoge toh hi cafe mein enter karungi, aisa koi rule nahi hai."
Arshad: "Mujhe pata hai. Bas saath mein aana tha."
Sakshi ki awaaz thodi naram hui.
Sakshi: "Achha, aa jao. Main andar hoon."
Call kat gaya.
Sakshi ne cafe mein jaakar corner wali table choose ki.
Woh un ladkiyon mein se nahi thi jo apni har khushi ka faisla kisi aur ke mood par chhod deti hain.
Use Arshad pasand tha. Uske saath waqt bitana achha lagta tha. Uski bakwaas par hansna, usse ladna, kabhi uske liye coffee order kar dena, kabhi jaan-boojhkar uski favourite fries kha lena.
Lekin Sakshi ki apni pasand bhi thi.
Use apne kaam se pyaar tha. Apne doston ke saath waqt bitana pasand tha. Kabhi akele shopping karna, kabhi bina kisi plan ke movie dekh lena, kabhi poora Sunday ghar par aaram karna.
Woh relationship mein thi, lekin uski poori zindagi relationship nahi thi.
Arshad ko uski yahi baat pasand thi.
Aur kabhi-kabhi isi baat se use darr bhi lagta tha.
Kyunki Sakshi apni zindagi mein aage badhne se nahi darti thi.
Arshad ko bas yeh samajhna tha ki woh khud kitna aage badhne ke liye taiyaar hai.
Filhaal, in sawaalon ko unki shaam mein jagah nahi mili thi.
Aaj toh bas dinner tha.
Aur ek purane dost se mulaqat.

Shaam 6:42 PM |

Arshad cafe mein enter hua toh Sakshi phone par koi reel dekh rahi thi.
Woh uske saamne aakar khada ho gaya.
Arshad: "Madam, hum bhi yahan maujood hain."
Sakshi ne screen se nazar uthayi.
Sakshi: "Dekh liya."
Arshad: "Bas?"
Sakshi: "Haan. Ab baith jao. Log dekh rahe hain."
Arshad chair kheenchkar baith gaya.
Arshad: "Kabhi pyaar se bhi baat kar liya karo."
Sakshi: "Karti hoon. Tum sunte nahi ho."
Arshad: "Main tumhari har baat sunta hoon."
Sakshi: "Pichhle hafte maine kya kaha tha?"
Arshad ruk gaya.
Arshad: "Pichhle hafte?"
Sakshi: "Haan."
Arshad: "Kaunsi date ko?"
Sakshi ne use ghoora.
Arshad: "Achha, theek hai. Main haar gaya. Ab batao, kya kaha tha?"
Sakshi: "Kuch nahi. Bas check kar rahi thi ki tum kitne sincere ho."
Arshad: "Aur result?"
Sakshi: "Supplementary."
Arshad ne seene par haath rakha.
Arshad: "Ya malik, itni mehnat ke baad bhi?"
Sakshi hans padi.
Dono menu dekhne lage.
Sakshi: "Tumhara dost kitni der mein aayega?"
Arshad: "Bas aa raha hoga."
Sakshi: "Naam kya bataya tha?"
Arshad: "Reyansh."
Sakshi: "Wahi jo tumhare college ke time se dost hai?"
Arshad: "Haan. Kaafi saalon se."
Sakshi: "Tumne uske baare mein bahut bataya hai."
Arshad: "Achha?"
Sakshi: "Haan. Kabhi tareef, kabhi uski burai, kabhi tum dono ki purani harkatein."
Arshad: "Main sirf uski achhaiyan batata hoon."
Sakshi: "Haan, aur duniya mein jhooth naam ki cheez hoti hi nahi."
Arshad ne menu band kar diya.
Arshad: "Tum dono miloge na, toh mujhe beech mein bolne ka mauka dena."
Sakshi: "Kyun?"
Arshad: "Kyunki tum dono milkar meri izzat ka funeral nikaal doge."
Sakshi: "Tumhari izzat hai kahan?"
Arshad ne waiter ko bulane ke liye haath uthaya.
Arshad: "Bhai, ek extra plate izzat ki bhi le aana. Ghar le jaunga."
Sakshi phir hans padi.
Tabhi uske phone par message aaya.
Reyansh: Parking mil gayi. Do minute mein aa raha hoon.
Sakshi ne message Arshad ko dikhaya.
Sakshi: "Tumhara dost punctual hai?"
Arshad: "Bilkul."
Sakshi: "Kitna?"
Arshad: "Mere hisaab se kaafi."
Sakshi: "Tumhare hisaab se toh tum do minute mein pahunch gaye the."
Arshad ne aankhein band kar li.

Kuch hi der baad Reyansh cafe ke andar aaya.

Usne Arshad ko dekhte hi haath uthaya.
Reyansh: "Oye!"
Arshad: "Aa gaya, nalayak!"
Dono khade hue aur gale mile.
Yeh woh dosti thi jismein har mulaqat par formal hello ki zaroorat nahi hoti. Kabhi ek gaali hi poora welcome hoti hai, kabhi ek thappad jaisa dostana dhakka.
Reyansh ne Sakshi ki taraf dekha.
Arshad ne introduce karaya.
Arshad: "Sakshi, yeh hai Reyansh. Mera college ka dost, mera raazdaar aur meri zindagi ki kai galtiyon ka gawah."
Reyansh: "Aur yeh hai Sakshi. Woh ladki jisne abhi tak isse chhoda nahi hai. Iske patience ko national award milna chahiye."
Sakshi khadi hui aur muskurakar haath aage badhaya.
Sakshi: "Hi, Reyansh. Finally milna hua."
Reyansh: "Hi. Arshad ke kisse sun-sun kar mujhe lagne laga tha ki tum imaginary character ho."
Sakshi ne Arshad ki taraf dekha.
Sakshi: "Achha? Mujhe bhi kabhi-kabhi aisa hi lagta hai."
Reyansh hans pada.
Arshad: "Dekha? Pehli mulaqat mein hi tum dono ne mere khilaaf alliance bana liya."
Reyansh: "Bhai, kuch alliances naturally bante hain."
Teeno baith gaye.
Waiter ne menu diya. Reyansh ne menu khola, do dishes dekhin aur band kar diya.
Sakshi: "Itni jaldi decide kar liya?"
Reyansh or arshad ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hai or ek smile or fir cafe me alag alag table par jo log kha rahe hote hai use dekh kar waiter ko batate rehte hai
Dekh Bhai!! Wo jo topi wala kha raha hai na wo le
Dekh yeh moti madam ke paas Jo hai wo bhi le
Dekh Arshad kya cheese burst ho raha us plate ,
Bhai tu wo bhi le aa warna yeh yahi table ko apne muh ke Pani se dho dega...

Sakshi unhe ghoor ke dekhne lagi or menu apni taraf kheench liya.
Sakshi: "Theek hai. Main order karungi. Tum dono sirf baitho."
Arshad: "Yeh toh ghar par bhi yahi karti hai."
Sakshi: "Kyunki tum menu dekhne mein utna waqt lagate ho jitne mein main khana bana sakti hoon."
Reyansh: "Bhai, tu khana banata bhi hai?"
Arshad: "Haan."
Sakshi: "Maggi."
Arshad: "Woh bhi khana hi hai."
Reyansh: "Technically sahi hai."
Sakshi: "Tum dono ek hi college mein kaise survive kar gaye?"
Reyansh: "Hum intelligent the."
Arshad: "Aur professors humse darte the."
Sakshi: "Yaad-dasht kamzor hai meri, lekin itni bhi nahi."
Order place ho gaya.
Aur agle aadhe ghante tak table par college ke kisse, office ki bakwaas, Arshad ki aadatein aur Reyansh ke purane kaand ghoomte rahe.
Sakshi ko dheere-dheere samajh aaya ki Reyansh aur Arshad ki dosti kitni purani hai.
Unke beech aisi familiarity thi jismein har baat samjhaani nahi padti thi.
Arshad Reyansh ke chehre se samajh jaata tha ki woh kab mazaak kar raha hai aur kab kisi baat ko chhod dena chahta hai.
Reyansh bhi Arshad ko utna hi achhi tarah jaanta tha.
Lekin aaj usne apne dost ka ek doosra roop bhi dekha.
Arshad Sakshi ki baat dhyaan se sun raha tha.
Jab woh apne kaam ke kisi naye project ke baare mein batati, toh Arshad usse beech mein nahi tokta tha. Jab woh kisi colleague ki funny harkat sunati, toh Arshad sach mein hasta tha.
Aur jab Sakshi ne bataya ki usne apne liye ek naya course dekhna shuru kiya hai, toh Arshad ne poochha:
Arshad: "Kaunsa course?"
Sakshi ne usse bataya.
Arshad ne do sawaal poochhe, phir kaha:
Arshad: "Achha hai. Agar karna chahti ho toh kar lo. Main toh kehta hoon, try karo."
Sakshi ne use dekha.
Sakshi: "Tum mazaak nahi udaoge ki main har mahine koi naya plan bana leti hoon?"
Arshad: "Plan banana buri baat nahi hai. Bas poora bhi kar liya karo."
Sakshi: "Tum apne plans poore karte ho?"
Arshad: "Maine kab kaha main perfect hoon?"
Sakshi ki muskurahat mein apnapan tha.
Reyansh chupchaap dono ko dekh raha tha.
Phir usne Arshad ki taraf jhukkar kaha:
Reyansh: "Bhai, tu toh sach mein pyaar mein pad gaya."
Arshad: "Chup kar."
Reyansh: "Nahi, seriously. Tu kisi ki baat itne dhyaan se kab sunta hai?"
Sakshi: "Jab usse pata ho ki baad mein mujhse daant bhi khani pad sakti hai."
Arshad: "Dekha? Isliye main dhyaan se sunta hoon."
Teeno hans pade.
Shaam aaram se guzar rahi thi.
Aur filhaal, kisi ko bhi ise complicated banane ki jaldi nahi thi.

Dinner khatam hone ke baad Sakshi washroom ki taraf chali gayi.

Reyansh aur Arshad table par akele reh gaye.
Reyansh ne glass se paani piya aur apne dost ko dekha.
Reyansh: "Achhi hai."
Arshad: "Pata hai."
Reyansh: "Tere liye achhi hai."
Arshad ne is baar mazaak nahi kiya.
Arshad: "Haan."
Reyansh ne table par ungli se halki si tapping ki.
Reyansh: "Khush hai tere saath?"
Arshad ne use dekha.
Arshad: "Haan, bhai. Khush hai."
Reyansh: "Aur tu?"
Arshad ne bina der kiye jawab diya.
Arshad: "Main bhi."
Reyansh ne sir hilaya.
Reyansh: "Bas phir. Aur kya chahiye?"
Arshad ne ek chhoti si hansi ke saath kaha:
Arshad: "Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai, bas yahi kaafi ho."
Reyansh: "Toh phir problem kya hai?"
Arshad ne nazar table par kar li.
Kuch pal woh chup raha.
Phir bola:
Arshad: "Kuch nahi. Aise hi."
Reyansh ne uske chehre ko dekha. Woh apne dost ko jaanta tha. Arshad har baat par bolta tha, lekin jab koi baat uske andar sach mein atak jaati, toh woh use mazaak ke peeche chhupa deta tha.
Reyansh ne filhaal us baat ko wahin chhod diya.
Reyansh: "Theek hai. Jab batana ho, bata dena."
Arshad ne uski taraf dekha aur muskuraya.
Arshad: "Tu kabhi-kabhi achha dost ban jaata hai."
Reyansh: "Kabhi-kabhi? Teri dosti ki EMI bharte-bharte meri aadhi zindagi nikal gayi."
Arshad: "Achha, chal. Bill bhar de."
Reyansh: "Yeh hui na dosti ki asli aukaat."
Dono hans pade.
Tabhi Sakshi wapas aa gayi.
Sakshi: "Kya hua? Mere peeche meri burai ho rahi thi?"
Arshad: "Nahi."
Reyansh: "Haan."
Sakshi ne chair kheenchkar baithte hue kaha:
Sakshi: "Good. Kam se kam tum dono mein se ek toh sach bolta hai."
Arshad ne Reyansh ko ghoora.
Reyansh ne masoom chehra bana liya.
Aur baat phir se badal gayi.
Lekin Arshad ke andar jo sawaal tha, woh abhi bhi wahin tha.
Kuch sawaal aise hote hain jinhe aadmi apne sabse kareebi dost se bhi poori tarah nahi keh pata.
Isliye nahi ki dost samjhega nahi.
Balki isliye ki shayad khud ke paas hi unka jawab nahi hota.

Raat 9:35 PM | Bengaluru

Sakshi apne flat pahunchkar shoes utaar rahi thi, jab Arshad ka message aaya.
Arshad: Ghar pahunch gayi?
Sakshi: Haan.
Arshad: Aaj achha laga?
Sakshi ne message padhkar muskurate hue reply kiya.
Sakshi: Haan. Tumhara dost achha hai.
Arshad: Mujhse bhi achha?
Sakshi: Usne kam bakwaas ki.
Arshad: Kal se main bhi kam bolunga.
Sakshi: Tumse nahi hoga.
Arshad: Tumhe mujh par bharosa nahi hai?
Sakshi: Is maamle mein bilkul nahi.
Arshad hans pada.
Phir usne phone side mein rakha, lekin kuch seconds baad dobara utha liya.
Usne Sakshi ka chat khola.
Kuch likha.
Phir mita diya.
Dobara likha.
Arshad: Sakshi, ek baat poochhun?
Sakshi ka reply aaya.
Sakshi: Poochho.
Arshad ki ungliyan keyboard par ruki rahin.
Uske paas kehne ke liye bahut kuch tha.
Lekin usne aakhir mein sirf itna likha:
Arshad: Kuch nahi. Bas aise hi.
Sakshi ne message dekha.
Sakshi: Pagal ho.
Arshad: Thoda sa.
Sakshi: Thoda?
Arshad: Achha, zyada. Khush?
Sakshi: Bahut.
Sakshi ne phone side mein rakh diya.
Uske chehre par muskurahat thi.
Woh Arshad ke saath khush thi.
Uske liye apne rishte ko lekar har raat chinta karna zaroori nahi tha. Woh apni zindagi jeena chahti thi, apne plans banana chahti thi, aur Arshad ke saath achhe pal bitaana chahti thi.
Aage kya hoga, woh waqt ke saath dekha ja sakta tha.
Filhaal, uski zindagi mein aaj ki shaam ek achhi shaam thi.
Arshad ke liye bhi.
Bas uske dimaag mein ek baat thi jise woh abhi apni zubaan tak nahi laana chahta tha.
Shaadi.
Woh Sakshi se pyaar karta tha.
Lekin jab bhi woh dono kabhi future ki baat karte, Arshad ke mann mein ek darr ubhar aata.
Dono ke dharm alag the.
Use nahi pata tha ki unka rishta aage jaakar kis mod par pahunchega. Woh yeh bhi nahi jaanta tha ki jis din shaadi ka faisla saamne aayega, us din woh kya karega.
Isliye woh us din ko abhi door rakhna chahta tha.
Aaj ki khushi ko kal ke sawaal se bachakar rakhna chahta tha.
Lekin waqt ko rokna kisi ke bas mein nahi hota.
Aur kuch sawaal aise hote hain jo jitni der taal diye jaayein, utni hi khamoshi se bade hote jaate hain.
8. Ek Dost, Do Zindagiyan
Raat 10:20 PM | Reyansh Ka Flat
Reyansh ghar laut chuka tha.
Usne shirt badli, paani piya aur sofa par baith gaya.
Phone par Arshad ka message tha.
Arshad: Aaj milkar achha laga?
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: Haan. Sakshi achhi hai.
Arshad: Pata hai.
Reyansh: Tu lucky hai.
Is baar Arshad ne kuch der baad reply kiya.
Arshad: Haan, shayad.
Reyansh ne screen dekhi.
Usne socha ki Arshad ne shayad kyun likha.
Phir usne phone lock kar diya.
Har dost ki zindagi mein kuch aise panne hote hain jo woh khud likhta hai. Doosra dost un pannon ko padhne mein madad kar sakta hai, lekin likh nahi sakta.
Reyansh ko Arshad ki khushi achhi lagi thi.
Usne Sakshi ko bhi pasand kiya tha.
Woh chahta tha ki uska dost khush rahe.
Lekin aaj ki shaam ne use ek chhoti si baat yaad dila di.
Kisi aur ki zindagi mein chal rahi mohabbat ko dekhna aasan hota hai.
Apni zindagi ke sawaalon ka saamna karna utna aasan nahi.
Reyansh ne TV chala diya.
Kuch der channel badalta raha, phir ek comedy show par ruk gaya.
Woh hans bhi raha tha.
Uski zindagi mein koi badi tragedy chalti hui nahi dikh rahi thi. Office tha, dost the, ghar tha, roz ki chhoti pareshaniyan thi aur apni marzi se jeene ki azaadi bhi.
Phir bhi, raat ke aakhri hisse mein jab usne TV band kiya aur kamre ki light bujha di, toh flat mein ek baar phir wahi khamoshi phail gayi.
Woh bistar par let gaya.
Phone bedside table par rakh diya.
Kal phir subah hogi.
Phir alarm bajega.
Phir Shalu ki bell.
Phir office.
Phir zindagi apni raftaar se chalti rahegi.
Reyansh ne aankhein band kar li.
Aur Bengaluru ki raat apne saath ek aur din lekar aage badh gayi.

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Update 06


Bengaluru | Wednesday | Subah 7:18 AM
Bengaluru ki subah apni raftaar pakad chuki thi.
Sadkon par office jaane walon ki bheed badhne lagi thi. Kahin chai ki dukaan par pehli chai ban rahi thi, toh kahin log apni cab ka intezaar karte hue phone par meeting ke messages padh rahe the.
Aur ek residential apartment ki teesri manzil par Reyansh abhi bhi apne bistar se dosti nibha raha tha.
Alarm saat baje baja tha.
Usne band kar diya.
Saat bajkar das minute par dobara baja.
Usne phir band kar diya.
Saat bajkar pandrah minute par phone ki screen chamki.
Shivani Calling...
Reyansh ne call uthaya, lekin aankhein band hi rakhi.
Reyansh: "Haan, Didi."
Shivani: "So raha hai?"
Reyansh: "Nahi, meditation kar raha hoon."
Shivani: "Bistar par?"
Reyansh: "Modern meditation hai. Ismein insaan apne saare kaam bhool jaata hai."
Shivani: "Achha. Toh meditation khatam karke doodh le aana."
Reyansh ki aankhein khul gayin.
Reyansh: "Kya?"
Shivani: "Mummy ka phone aaya tha. Woh pooch rahi thi ki tune kal raat khana khaya ya nahi. Maine kaha, haan, usne khaya hoga."
Reyansh: "Toh doodh ka kya connection hai?"
Shivani: "Koi connection nahi. Bas yaad aaya ki bachpan mein tu doodh peene se bhaagta tha. Socha aaj bhi bhaag raha hoga."
Reyansh: "Didi, tum subah-subah meri beizzati karne ke liye phone karti ho?"
Shivani: "Nahi. Kabhi-kabhi shaam ko bhi karti hoon."
Reyansh hans diya.
Reyansh: "Theek hai. Main uth raha hoon."
Shivani: "Good boy."
Reyansh: "Main tees saal ka hoon."
Shivani: "Mummy ke liye abhi bhi wahi ho jo bachpan mein doodh se bhaagta tha."
Call kat gaya.
Reyansh ne phone side mein rakha aur chhat ko dekhne laga.
Uske paas aaj bhi wahi ghar tha, wahi routine aur wahi subah uthne ki pareshaani.
Bas farq itna tha ki ab use uthne ke liye koi doosra nahi kehta tha.
Khud ko hi kehna padta tha.
Aur khud ki baat maan lena, duniya ka sabse mushkil kaam tha.

Subah 7:42 AM | Reyansh Ka Flat
Reyansh bathroom se nikla toh kitchen se bartan takrane ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Shalu aa chuki thi.
Woh gas par chai rakhkar nashta bana rahi thi. Reyansh ne fridge se paani nikala aur ek glass peene ke baad kitchen ke darwaze par aakar khada ho gaya.
Reyansh: "Shalu, ek baat batao."
Shalu: "Ji?"
Reyansh: "Tum subah itni energetic kaise rehti ho?"
Shalu ne palatkar use dekha.
Shalu: "Kaam karna hota hai, sir."
Reyansh: "Mujhe bhi office jaana hota hai. Phir main aisa kyun hoon?"
Shalu: "Aap raat ko phone chalaate rehte honge."
Reyansh ne bhaunhein chadhaayin.
Reyansh: "Tumhe kaise pata?"
Shalu: "Kal raat jab main bartan rakhne aayi thi, tab bhi aap phone par the."
Reyansh: "Woh important kaam tha."
Shalu: "Ji. Reel dekhna bhi important hota hai. Dimaag ko aaram milta hai."
Reyansh use dekhne laga.
Reyansh: "Tum mujhe judge kar rahi ho?"
Shalu: "Nahi, sir. Aapki aadaton ka observation kar rahi hoon."
Reyansh: "Kyun?"
Shalu ne chai cup mein daali.
Shalu: "Taaki aapko kabhi sudharne ka mauka mile."
Reyansh chup raha
Shalu: "Aap chai pi lijiye, sir. Thandi ho jayegi."
Reyansh cup lekar dining table par aa gaya.
Kuch hi der mein nashta tayyar tha.
Aaj Shalu ne poha banaya tha. Reyansh ne plate apni taraf kheench li.
Reyansh: "Aaj kuch special hai?"
Shalu: "Poha."
Reyansh: "Woh toh dikh raha hai."
Shalu: "Toh phir pooch kyun rahe hain?"
Reyansh ne ek niwala liya.
Reyansh: "Tumhare andar bahut potential hai."
Shalu: "Kis cheez ka?"
Reyansh: "Mujhe chup karane ka."
Shalu: "Uske liye toh mujhe zyada mehnat bhi nahi karni padti."
Reyansh hans pada.
Nashta khatam karke usne apna bag uthaya aur darwaze ki taraf badha.
Shalu: "Sir, aaj jaldi aayenge?"
Reyansh: "Kyun?"
Shalu: "Aapka ek parcel aaya hai. Reception par rakha hai."
Reyansh: "Achha, le aaunga."
Shalu: "Aur haan, kal ka lunchbox dhokar rakh diya hai."
Reyansh darwaze par ruka.
Reyansh: "Thank you, Shalu."
Shalu ne bas muskurakar sir hila diya.
Reyansh bahar nikla aur lift ki taraf badh gaya.
Uske flat ke bahar ek chhota sa corridor tha. Dono taraf flats ke darwaze, deewaron par lage naam aur beech mein lift.
Roz woh isi raaste se nikalta tha.
Aksar bina kisi se baat kiye.
Lekin aaj lift ke paas pahunchte hi uski mulaqat building ke pehle permanent character se ho gayi.
Ek aadmi, haath mein newspaper, chehre par aisi gambhirta jaise poori building ka annual budget usi ke kandhon par ho.
"Good morning, Mr. Reyansh!"
Reyansh ne use pehchaan liya.
Reyansh: "Good morning, Mr. Bhatia."
Yeh the Prakash Bhatia, building ki residents' association ke secretary.
Aur building mein rehne wale logon ke mutabik, unke paas har cheez ka ek rule tha.
Chahe woh parking ho, lift ho, ya kisi ke darwaze ke bahar rakha hua shoe rack.
Bhatia: "Aapki gaadi kal raat thodi line se bahar khadi thi."
Reyansh ne ek pal socha.
Reyansh: "Achha?"
Bhatia: "Ji. Maine photo bhi li hai."
Reyansh ne unki taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "Sir, aap photo kheench rahe the ya wildlife photography kar rahe the?"
Bhatia ne newspaper neeche kiya.
Bhatia: "Rules sabke liye barabar hote hain."
Reyansh: "Bilkul. Agli baar gaadi seedhi khadi karunga."
Lift aa gayi.
Dono andar gaye.
Bhatia ne floor ka button dabaya.
Phir ek aur baat yaad aayi.
Bhatia: "Aur haan, kal raat aapke flat se thodi awaaz aa rahi thi."
Reyansh ne unki taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "TV tha, sir."
Bhatia: "Awaaz thodi kam rakha kijiye."
Reyansh: "Ji."
Do second ki khamoshi.
Reyansh: "Aapko neend nahi aayi thi kya?"
Bhatia ne use dekha.
Lift ka darwaza khula.
Reyansh bahar nikal gaya.
Reyansh: "Have a nice day, sir!"
Bhatia kuch bolne ke liye munh kholte, usse pehle lift ka darwaza band ho gaya.
Reyansh parking ki taraf badhte hue khud se bola:
"Building mein ghar kam hain, departments zyada."

Subah 8:03 AM | Apartment Lobby
Reyansh parking se apni gaadi nikaalne hi wala tha ki phone vibrate hua.
Arshad ka message tha.
Arshad: Kal ghar pahunch gaya tha?
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: Nahi. Abhi bhi cafe mein baitha hoon.
Arshad: Bill bhar diya tha na?
Reyansh: Tujhe apni izzat ki chinta hai ya paise ki?
Arshad: Paise ki. Izzat toh tu kal hi le gaya.
Reyansh muskuraya aur phone rakh diya.
Office jaane se pehle use reception se parcel lena tha.
Woh lobby mein wapas aaya toh reception ke paas ek ladki khadi thi.
Haath mein kuch papers aur doosre haath mein chhota sa brown envelope. Woh receptionist se dheemi awaaz mein baat kar rahi thi.
Ladki: "Excuse me, yeh maintenance form yahin submit karna hai?"
Receptionist ne uski taraf dekha.
Receptionist: "Ji, madam. Flat number likh dijiye."
Ladki ne pen uthaya.
Tabhi ek paper uske haath se phisal kar neeche gir gaya.
Reyansh uske paas se guzar raha tha. Usne paper uthakar aage badha diya.
Reyansh: "Excuse me. Yeh aapka hai."
Ladki ne turant paper le liya.
Ladki: "Thank you."
Uski awaaz dheemi thi.
Reyansh: "You're welcome."
Bas itni si baat.
Reyansh waha se nikalne laga, lekin tabhi receptionist ne use awaaz di.
Receptionist: "Sir, ek minute!"
Reyansh ruka.
Receptionist: "Yeh aapka parcel hai. Kal delivery boy aaya tha, lekin aap ghar par nahi the."
Reyansh: "Haan, Shalu ne bataya. Thank you."
Usne parcel liya aur darwaze ki taraf badh gaya.
Woh ladki ab bhi form bhar rahi thi.
Reyansh ki nazar ek pal ke liye us par padi, phir woh apne kaam par nikal gaya.
Na koi khaas ehsaas.
Na koi filmy moment.
Bas ek aam subah ki ek chhoti si mulaqat.


Dopahar 1:15 PM | Reyansh Ka Office
Lunch break mein Reyansh apni desk par baitha tha.
Usne lunchbox khola aur phone par messages check karne laga.
Neha ka message aaya.
Neha: Client ne revised presentation approve kar di. Finally!
Reyansh: Congratulations. Ab party?
Neha: Pehle tum apna pending kaam finish karo, phir party ki baat karna.
Reyansh: Tum logon ko meri khushi se problem kyun hai?
Neha: Tumhari khushi se nahi. Tumhare pending kaam se.
Reyansh hans diya.
Usne reply kiya:
Reyansh: Fine. Coffee meri taraf se.
Neha: Screenshot le liya hai. Baad mein mukarna mat.
Reyansh ne phone side mein rakha.
Office ka din apni raftaar se guzar raha tha. Ek chhoti meeting, kuch emails aur ek call.
Koi bada drama nahi.
Shaam hone tak uska kaam lagbhag khatam ho gaya.
Woh laptop band karne laga toh Arshad ka call aa gaya.
Reyansh: "Bol."
Arshad: "Aaj shaam kya plan hai?"
Reyansh: "Ghar jaunga. Khana khaunga. So jaunga."
Arshad: "Teri zindagi mein adventure naam ki cheez nahi hai?"
Reyansh: "Hai. Bhatia ne meri gaadi par complaint kar di."
Arshad: "kon wo takla, sala gokuldham ka bhindi"
Reyansh: "Haan, parking ke kanoon ka khatarnak mujrim."
Arshad hansne laga.
Arshad: "Achha sun, weekend par milte hain."
Reyansh: "Dekhenge."
Arshad: "Tu har baat par dekhenge kyun bolta hai?"
Reyansh: "Kyunki dekhna padta hai."
Arshad: "Kabhi jeena bhi padta hai."
Reyansh kuch pal chup raha.
Phir bola:
Reyansh: "nahi aa raha. Chal Kaam kar."
Arshad: "Theek hai, bye
Reyansh ne bag uthaya aur office se nikal gaya.
Aaj ghar jaane ka mann tha.
Aur kabhi-kabhi, bina kisi khaas wajah ke ghar jaane ka mann hona bhi kaafi hota hai.

Shaam 6:18 PM | Apartment Lobby
Reyansh building mein lauta toh lobby mein kuch alag hi mahaul tha.
Reception ke paas do log khade baat kar rahe the. Lift ke saamne ek aunty kisi ko phone par samjha rahi thi ki "maine toh pehle hi kaha tha".
Aur Bhatia apne haath mein ek file liye khade the.

Reyansh: "Kya hua, sir? Building mein election ho rahe hain?"
Bhatia ne use dekha.
Bhatia: "Nahi. Fourth floor par ek naya tenant aaya hai."
Reyansh: "Achha. Toh?"
Bhatia: "Unhone moving ke waqt lift kaafi der tak block rakhi."
Reyansh ne dheere se sir hilaya.
Reyansh: "Bahut badi ghatna hai."
Bhatia ne uski baat nazarandaaz ki.
Bhatia: "Association ke rules samjhana zaroori hai."
Reyansh ne lift ka button dabaya.
Reyansh: "Sir, unhe rehne dijiye. Naye hain. Samajh jayenge."
Bhatia: "Aap har baat ko itna casual kyun lete hain?"
Reyansh: "Kyunki agar main har baat ko serious lene laga, toh aapke jaisa ban jaunga"
Paas khadi aunty hans padi.
Bhatia ne unki taraf dekha.
Aunty ne turant phone kaan par laga liya.
Aunty: "Haan, haan, main sun rahi hoon."
Lift khul gayi.
Reyansh andar chala gaya.
Usne button dabaya aur peeche deewar se tek laga li.
Building mein rehne wale log apni-apni zindagi jee rahe the.
Kisi ko parking ki chinta thi.
Kisi ko lift ki.
Kisi ko doosron ke ghar mein kya ho raha hai, uski.
Aur kisi ko bas apne ghar pahunchkar sukoon se baithna tha.
Reyansh filhaal aakhri category mein aata tha.
Kam se kam uske hisaab se.

Shaam 6:25 PM | Third Floor
Lift khuli.
Reyansh bahar nikla aur apne flat ki taraf badha.
Usne dekha ki corridor mein ek darwaza aadha khula tha. Andar kuch cartons rakhe the aur ek aadmi furniture ko sahi jagah rakhne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Shayad wahi naya tenant tha.
Reyansh apne darwaze tak pahunchne hi wala tha ki andar se ek awaaz aayi.
"Papa, woh wala box idhar rakh dijiye na."
Reyansh ne bas ek pal ke liye us taraf dekha.
Ek ladki darwaze ke paas khadi thi. Uske haath mein kapdon ka ek chhota bundle tha.
Usne Reyansh ko dekha toh halka sa ruk gayi.
Reyansh ne normal andaaz mein sir hilakar greeting di.
Reyansh: "Hi."
Ladki ne bhi dheere se jawab diya.
Ladki: "Hello."
Phir woh apne kaam mein lag gayi.
Reyansh ne apne flat ka darwaza khola aur andar chala gaya.
Darwaza band karne se pehle usne ek baar corridor ki taraf dekha.
Naye padosi.
Bas.
Usne darwaza band kiya, bag sofa par rakha aur shoes utaar diye.
Kitchen se Shalu ki awaaz aayi.
Shalu: "Sir, aa gaye?"
Reyansh: "Haan."
Shalu: "Chai bana doon?"
Reyansh: "Please."
Woh sofa par baith gaya.
Kuch minute baad Shalu chai lekar aayi.
Shalu: "Sir, aapke saamne wale flat mein naye log aaye hain."
Reyansh ne cup uthaya.
Reyansh: "Haan, dekha."
Shalu: "Gujarati hain shayad."
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Reyansh: "Tumhe kaise pata?"
Shalu: "Unki aunty se baat hui thi. Woh samaan rakh rahi thi. Unhone bataya."
Reyansh: "Achha."
Shalu kuch pal ruki.
Shalu: "Unki beti bhi hai."
Reyansh ne chai ka sip liya.
Reyansh: "Haan, woh bhi dekhi."
Shalu ke chehre par ek chhoti si shararat aayi.
Shalu: "Achha. Aapne toh sab dekh liya."
Reyansh ne cup neeche rakha.
Reyansh: "Shalu."
Shalu: "Ji?"
Reyansh: "Chai achhi bani hai."
Shalu muskurayi.
Shalu: "Topic change karne ka tareeka bhi achha hai, sir."
Reyansh ne aankhein band kar li.
Reyansh: "Mujhe ek din tumse bachne ke liye doosre shehar jaana padega."
Shalu: "Wahan bhi kaam karne wali mil jayegi, sir. Lekin jawab dene wali nahi."
Reyansh hans pada.
Phir usne chai khatam ki aur remote utha liya.
Uske liye woh din bhi aam tha.
Usne ek naye padosi ko dekha tha.
Bas itna hi.
Na usne naam poochha.
Na koi khaas baat hui.
Aur shayad isi liye woh mulaqat abhi sirf ek mulaqat thi.

Shaam 7:10 PM | Flat Number 304
Naye ghar mein ab kuch cartons khul chuke the.
Living room mein sofa abhi apni final jagah par nahi tha. Dining table ke upar ek plastic cover pada tha aur kitchen mein bartanon ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Jheel ne apne kamre ka darwaza band kiya aur bed par rakha bag kholne lagi.
Uski maa kitchen se awaaz de rahi thi.
Maa: "Jheel, beta, woh steel ke dabbe wale carton mein hain. Dekh lena."
Jheel: "Ji, Mummy."
Woh uthkar carton ke paas gayi aur usmein se dabbe nikaalne lagi.
Kuch der baad uske papa kamre ke darwaze par aaye.
Papa: "Thak gayi?"
Jheel ne halka sa muskurakar sir hila diya.
Jheel: "Thoda."
Papa: "Aaj bas itna hi karte hain. Baaki kal."
Jheel: "Nahi, Papa. Yeh rakh deti hoon. Phir sab set ho jayega."
Papa ne uske haath se ek carton le liya.
Papa: "Har cheez ek hi din mein set karna zaroori nahi hota."
Jheel ne unki taraf dekha.
Jheel: "Mujhe pata hai."
Papa: "Phir?"
Jheel muskurayi.
Jheel: "Bas achha lagta hai jab cheezein apni jagah par hoti hain."
Papa ne uske sir par pyaar se haath rakha.
Papa: "Theek hai. Lekin zyada thakna mat."
Woh carton rakhkar bahar chale gaye.
Jheel ne apne kamre ke chhote se window ke paas jaakar parde khole.
Bahar Bengaluru ki shaam dikh rahi thi.
Neeche sadak par log apne ghar laut rahe the. Door kisi balcony mein kapde sukh rahe the. Kisi ghar se TV ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Naya ghar.
Nayi building.
Naya mahaul.
Jheel ko naye logon ke beech comfortable hone mein thoda waqt lagta tha. Woh pehle observe karti thi, phir dheere-dheere baat karti thi.
Uski maa kehti thi ki woh bachpan se hi aisi thi.
Jab doosre bachche kisi gathering mein zor-zor se baatein karte, Jheel aksar apni maa ke paas baithkar sabko dekhti rehti.
Iska matlab yeh nahi tha ki use log pasand nahi the.
Bas woh har kisi ke saamne turant khul nahi paati thi.
Usne window band ki aur kamre mein wapas aa gayi.
Table par rakha phone uthaya.
Uski ek dost ka message aaya tha.
Friend: Naya ghar kaisa hai?
Jheel ne reply kiya.
Jheel: Achha hai. Abhi samaan set kar rahe hain.
Friend: Building mein log kaise hain?
Jheel ne kuch pal socha.
Phir type kiya:
Jheel: Abhi kisi se baat nahi hui. Bas reception par ek uncle mile the.
Usne message bheja aur phone rakh diya.
Use abhi yeh nahi pata tha ki usi building mein rehne wala ek aadmi kuch der pehle uske darwaze ke paas se guzra tha.
Reyansh.
Dono ne ek-doosre ko dekha tha.
Ek chhota sa hello bhi hua tha.
Lekin Jheel ke liye woh bhi bas ek formal greeting thi.
Aur Reyansh ke liye bhi.

Raat 8:05 PM | Third Floor Corridor
Reyansh dinner ke liye kitchen mein jaane hi wala tha ki doorbell baji.
Usne darwaza khola.
Saamne ek middle-aged aunty khadi thi. Haath mein chhota sa steel ka bowl.
Aunty: "Beta, tum saamne wale flat mein rehte ho na?"
Reyansh: "Ji."
Aunty: "Main Mrs. D'Souza. Flat 302 mein rehti hoon. Yeh thoda cake banaya tha, socha de doon."
Reyansh ne bowl le liya.
Reyansh: "Thank you, aunty."
Mrs. D'Souza: "Tum akele rehte ho?"
Reyansh: "Ji."
Mrs. D'Souza: "Family?"
Reyansh: "Yahin Bengaluru mein hai."
Mrs. D'Souza: "Achha. Kabhi ghar aana. Main achha khana banati hoon."
Reyansh muskuraya.
Reyansh: "Zaroor, aunty."
Aunty ne use ek baar dekha.
Mrs. D'Souza: "Aur beta, raat ko bahut der tak jagna mat. Health kharab hoti hai."
Reyansh ne andar hi andar socha ki building mein logon ko uski sleep schedule ki itni chinta kyun hai.
Lekin chehre par muskurahat rakhi.
Reyansh: "Ji, aunty."
Mrs. D'Souza: "Good boy."
Woh chali gayin.
Reyansh ne darwaza band kiya aur bowl ko kitchen mein rakh diya.
Shalu ja chuki thi. Dinner fridge mein rakha tha.
Usne khana garam kiya, plate nikali aur table par baith gaya.
Cake ka ek chhota tukda bhi plate ke paas rakh liya.
Pehla niwala khate hi phone vibrate hua.
Arshad ka message.
Arshad: Bhai, building mein koi naya scene?
Reyansh ne reply kiya.
Reyansh: Ek uncle parking par nazar rakhte hain. Ek aunty meri neend par. Aur saamne naye log aaye hain.
Arshad: Aur koi heroine?
Reyansh ne aankhein ghumayin.
Reyansh: Teri zindagi mein Sakshi hai. Tu apni sambhaal.
Arshad: Meri toh sambhali hui hai. Teri kab sambhalegi?
Reyansh ne message padhkar phone table par rakh diya.
Kuch seconds baad dobara uthaya.
Reyansh: Meri zindagi bilkul theek hai.
Arshad ka reply aaya.
Arshad: Maine kab kaha kharab hai?
Reyansh ne screen ko dekha.
Phir phone lock kar diya.
Usne apna dinner khatam kiya, plate sink mein rakhi aur living room mein aa gaya.
TV chala diya.
Aaj ka din khatam hone wala tha.
Building mein kuch naye log aaye the. Kuch purane logon se thodi zyada baat hui thi.
Bas.
Kabhi-kabhi zindagi mein badlaav isi tarah aata hai.
Bina kisi announcement ke.
Bina kisi background music ke

Raat 10:47 PM | Reyansh Ka Bedroom
Reyansh bistar par letkar phone scroll kar raha tha.
Office ka ek message aaya, usne jawab diya.
Phir Arshad ne ek meme bheja.
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: Teri shakal bhi aisi hi hai.
Arshad: Meri shakal par mat ja. Personality dekh.
Reyansh: Wahi toh nahi dekhi jaati.
Arshad ne laughing emoji bheja.
Reyansh ne phone side mein rakha aur light band kar di.
Kuch der tak woh chhat ko dekhta raha.
Aaj ki subah Bhatia uncle se mulaqat hui thi.
Reception par ek ladki mili thi.
Shaam ko Mrs. D'Souza cake de gayi thi.
Saamne wale flat mein ek naya parivaar aaya tha.
Ek aam din.
Lekin us aam din mein kuch naye chehre jud gaye the.
Reyansh ne karwat badli aur aankhein band kar li.
Kal phir subah hogi.
Shalu aayegi.
Office jaana hoga.
Shayad building mein kisi se dobara mulaqat ho.
Shayad nahi.
Filhaal, use bas sona tha.
Aur is baar usne phone dobara nahi uthaya.
Kamre mein khamoshi thi.
Bahar corridor ki light jal rahi thi.
Flat number 304 mein Jheel apna samaan rakhkar so chuki thi.
Flat number 303 mein Reyansh ne bhi aankhein band kar li thin.
Dono ek-doosre ke itne kareeb reh rahe the ki unke darwazon ke beech bas kuch kadam ka faasla tha.
Lekin zindagi mein kabhi-kabhi do logon ke beech ki asli doori naapne ke liye kilometre nahi, waqt chahiye hota hai.

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Bengaluru | Friday | Shaam 6:42 PM
Bengaluru ki sadkon par shaam ka traffic apne poore iraade ke saath jama hua tha.
Signal par khadi gaadiyon ke beech se bikes nikal rahi thi. Kisi ko ghar pahunchne ki jaldi thi, kisi ko office ki call khatam karni thi, aur kisi ko bas itna chahiye tha ki saamne wala horn bajana band kar de.
Reyansh ki gaadi bhi isi bheed ka hissa thi.
Steering par ek haath, doosre haath mein phone, aur phone ke speaker se Arshad ki awaaz.
"Main keh raha hoon, client ko tagline pasand nahi aayi toh uski galti hai. Tagline mein emotion hai."
Reyansh ne saamne lage red signal ko dekha.
"Achha? Aur client ko emotion samajh nahi aaya toh?"
"Toh uske liye ek alag tagline bana denge. Emotion samajhne ke liye bhi emotion chahiye."
Reyansh hans pada.
"Tu advertising mein hai ya motivational speaker banne ki koshish kar raha hai?"
"Main multi-talented aadmi hoon. Bas duniya meri talent ko budget ke hisaab se pay karti hai."
"Budget ki baat aayi hai toh pichhli baar ke paise kab de raha hai?"
Doosri taraf kuch seconds ki khamoshi hui.
Phir Arshad bola, "Signal green ho gaya. Gaadi chala."
Reyansh ne windshield ke paar dekha.
Signal abhi bhi laal tha.
"Saale, mere saamne signal hai. Tere saamne shayad koi aur duniya chal rahi hai."
"Achha, chal rakh. Mujhe kaam karna hai."
"Kar le. Aur paise—"
Call kat gayi.
Reyansh ne phone ki screen dekhi aur muskurate hue use passenger seat par rakh diya.
"Harami."
Signal green hua toh gaadi aage badh gayi.
Din ka kaam khatam ho chuka tha, lekin dimaag mein abhi bhi office ki kuch baatein chal rahi thi. Ek presentation kal subah tak revise karni thi. Neha ne uske liye points bheje the, aur Reyansh ne ghar jaakar dekhne ka faisla kiya tha.
Aaj kisi se milne ka plan nahi tha.
Na dinner ka invitation, na doston ke saath outing.
Bas ghar, khana, thoda kaam aur phir jo mann kare.
Use apni zindagi ka yeh hissa bura nahi lagta tha.
Har shaam kisi ke saath bitana zaroori bhi toh nahi tha.
Kabhi-kabhi aadmi ko bas apne ghar ka darwaza kholna hota hai, jootey utaarne hote hain aur duniya ko kuch der ke liye bahar chhod dena hota hai.
Reyansh ko aaj bhi yahi karna tha.

Shaam 7:18 baje Reyansh apni apartment building ke basement mein gaadi park kar raha tha.
Parking ki jagah par pahunchte hi usne dekha ki ek delivery boy apni bike ko galat jagah khadi karne ki koshish kar raha tha. Security guard use samjha raha tha, aur delivery boy baar-baar apne phone ki screen dekh raha tha.
"Sir, bas do minute lagenge," ladke ne guard se kaha.
Guard ne haath baandh liye.
"Sabko do minute hi lagte hain. Phir aadha ghanta gaadi yahin chhod dete hain."
Reyansh apni gaadi se utarte hue unke paas se guzra.
"Flat number?"
Delivery boy ne phone dekha.
"304, sir."
Reyansh ek pal ke liye ruka.
"Third floor?"
"Ji, sir."
"Lift udhar hai. Parking ke andar bike mat chhodo, warna Bhatia uncle ka agla speech tumhare naam hoga."
Guard hans diya.
Delivery boy ne ghabrakar bike seedhi ki.
"Thank you, sir."
Reyansh ne haath hila diya aur lift ki taraf badh gaya.
Usne koi khaas baat nahi sochi. Building mein naye log aaye the, toh deliveries aana normal tha.
Lift ka button dabakar woh apne phone par Neha ka message padhne laga.
Neha: Presentation ke third slide mein customer insight wala point thoda weak lag raha hai.
Reyansh: Weak nahi hai. Bas usko better explain karna padega.
Neha: Tum har weak cheez ko explain karke strong bana dete ho.
Reyansh: Job description mein likha hai.
Neha: Nahi, job description mein likha hai Senior Brand Manager. Baaki tumhara personal delusion hai.
Reyansh ke chehre par muskurahat aa gayi.
Reyansh: Kal meeting mein milna. Main tumhara delusion door kar dunga.
Neha: Coffee lekar aana. Phir sochungi.
Lift khul gayi.
Andar koi nahi tha.
Reyansh ne third floor ka button dabaya aur phone pocket mein rakh diya.
Lift doosre floor se aage badhi hi thi ki achanak ruk gayi.
Darwaze khule.
Saamne Jheel khadi thi.
Ek haath mein grocery ka bag, doosre mein ek chhota sa cardboard box. Usne pehle lift ke andar dekha, phir Reyansh ko pehchaanne ki koshish ki.
"Third floor?" Reyansh ne poochha.
Jheel ne halka sa sir hila diya.
"Ji."
Woh andar aa gayi.
Reyansh ne apne aap ko thoda side kar liya, taaki use jagah mil sake.
"304?"
Jheel ne uski taraf dekha.
"Ji. Aapko kaise pata?"
"Aapke delivery wale ko parking mein dekha tha. Aapka samaan poori building mein famous ho raha hai."
Jheel ke chehre par halki si muskurahat aayi.
"Oh."
Bas itna hi.
Phir use shayad apna jawab thoda ajeeb laga.
"Matlab... samaan zyada aa raha hai. Abhi ghar mein kuch cheezein baaki hain."
"Koi baat nahi. Naya ghar hai. Pehle hafte mein toh lagta hai aadha bazaar khareedna padega."
Jheel ne grocery bag ko thoda upar kiya.
"Main toh sirf zaroorat ka samaan laayi hoon."
Reyansh ne bag ki taraf dekha.
Usmein dhaniya, tamatar, bread aur kuch packets nazar aa rahe the.
"Achha. Phir toh zaroorat kaafi saari hain."
Jheel ne is baar thoda khulkar muskuraya.
"Kitchen abhi set ho raha hai."
"Samajh sakta hoon. Mere ghar mein toh kitchen set hai, lekin mujhe phir bhi har doosre din pata chalta hai ki kuch na kuch khatam ho gaya."
Jheel ne dheere se poochha, "Aap khud khana banate hain?"
"Sawaal ka jawab dene se pehle ek clarification chahiye."
Jheel ne uski taraf dekha.
"Kya?"
"Khud banane ka matlab ingredients ko pan mein daal dena hai ya phir sach mein khana banana?"
Jheel hans di.
Zyada zor se nahi, bas ek chhoti si hansi.
"Lagta hai aapko khana banana nahi aata."
"Yeh galat ilzaam hai. Mujhe anda banana aata hai."
"Bas?"
"Anda ek bahut versatile cheez hai. Omelette, bhurji, boiled egg..."
"Yeh sab alag-alag recipes hain?"
"Bilkul. Main kitchen mein creativity ko bahut importance deta hoon."
Jheel ne apni hansi rokne ke liye hoth daba liye.
Lift teesre floor par pahunch gayi.
Darwaze khule toh dono bahar aa gaye.
Reyansh ne 303 ki taraf kadam badhaye, phir Jheel ko yaad aaya ki uske haath mein box bhi tha.
"Ek minute..."
Woh box sambhalte hue grocery bag ko doosre haath mein lene lagi, lekin bag ka ek handle uski ungliyon se phisal gaya.

Tamataron mein se ek neeche ludhak gaya.
Reyansh ne jhukkar use utha liya.
"Yeh raha aapki zaroorat ka ek hissa."
Jheel ne sharmindagi se muskurate hue tamatar le liya.
"Thank you."
"Welcome."
Woh apne flat ke saamne ruk gaya.
Jheel 304 ki taraf badhi, phir palatkar boli, "Waise, aapko khana banana seekhna chahiye."
Reyansh ne chaabi nikaalte hue uski taraf dekha.
"Main seekh sakta hoon."
"Achha hai."
"Par ek condition hai."
Jheel ne sawaal bhari nazar se dekha.
"Jab main pehli baar kuch banaunga, aapko taste karna padega."
Jheel ke chehre se muskurahat dheere-dheere gayab hone lagi.
Usne ek second socha.
Phir boli, "Pehle aap bana toh lijiye."
Reyansh zor se hans diya.
"Fair enough."
Jheel apne flat mein chali gayi.
Reyansh ne bhi apna darwaza khola.
Kuch seconds baad dono apne-apne gharon ke andar the.
Ek chhoti si conversation khatam ho gayi thi.
Na koi khaas baat hui thi, na koi bada impression bana tha.
Lekin ab 303 aur 304 ke beech sirf ek deewar nahi thi.
Ek doosre ka naam na jaante hue bhi, dono ab ek-doosre ko pehchaanne lage the.

Reyansh kuchh sochta hai
Reyansh ne ghar mein ghuste hi apni chaabiyan entrance table par rakh di.
Shoes rack mein daale, sleeves upar ki aur seedha kitchen mein chala gaya.
Fridge khola.
Doodh.
Dahi.
Do ande.
Ek aadha khula sauce ka bottle.
Aur ek dabba jiske andar kya tha, yeh jaanne ki usmein bilkul dilchaspi nahi thi.
Usne dabba band kar diya.
"Shalu!"
Awaaz dene ke baad use khud hi yaad aaya ki Shalu toh subah aati thi.
Ghar mein koi jawab nahi aaya.
"Excellent, Reyansh. Khud hi bula le apne aap ko."
Usne phone uthaya aur Shalu ko message kar diya.
Reyansh: Kal subah aate waqt bread le aana. Ghar mein khane layak cheezon ki kami hai.
Kuch der baad reply aaya.
Shalu: Sir, aapke ghar mein fridge hai ya museum?
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: Museum mein bhi kuch na kuch rakha hota hai.
Shalu: Toh kal se aapke fridge ka ticket laga dena chahiye.
Reyansh: Bread laana mat bhoolna.
Shalu: Ji, sir. Aapke fridge ki aakhri umeed.
Reyansh ne phone rakh diya.
Aakhir mein usne omelette banane ka faisla kiya.
Pehla anda todte waqt thoda sa shell bowl mein gir gaya.
Usne use ungliyon se nikaalne ki koshish ki.
Phir doosri baar.
Phir teesri baar.
"MasterChef mein yeh sab editing mein hata dete honge."
Aakhir omelette pan mein aa hi gaya.
Thoda zyada pak gaya tha, lekin khaya ja sakta tha.
Reyansh ne plate lekar living room mein jagah banayi. TV par ek comedy show laga diya aur khana khane laga.
Phone par office ke messages aate rahe, lekin usne unhe kuch der ke liye ignore kar diya.
Aaj ka kaam khatam.
Ab uske paas kam se kam aadha ghanta apna tha.
Show mein ek aadmi apni biwi se chhupkar shopping karne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Reyansh ne bina soche halki si hansi chhodi.
Phir uska dhyaan plate par chala gaya.
Omelette ka aakhri tukda khaate hue usne khud se kaha, "Bura nahi tha."
Do second baad usne namak ka dabba dekha.
Shayad thoda zyada tha.
"Agli baar better."
Woh plate lekar kitchen mein gaya, use sink mein rakha aur laptop kholkar dining table par baith gaya.
Neha ki presentation saamne thi.
Usne third slide kholi, do lines badli aur customer insight ke neeche ek naya point jod diya.
Kaam karte hue use waqt ka pata nahi chala.
8:56 PM.
Usne file save ki aur Neha ko bhej di.
Reyansh: Updated. Check kar lena.
Neha: Itni jaldi?
Reyansh: Talent.
Neha: Ya dinner mein kuch khane layak nahi mila, isliye kaam kar liya?
Reyansh ne screen ko dekha.
"Yeh ladki bhi..."
Reyansh: Tumhare paas meri personal life ki report kaise aa rahi hai?
Neha: Tumhari presentation se pata chal raha hai. Insaan jab bhooka hota hai toh jaldi kaam karta hai.
Reyansh: Kal coffee nahi milegi.
Neha: Presentation approve hone ke baad bhi nahi?
Reyansh: Especially uske baad nahi.
Neha: Noted, sir.
Reyansh ne laptop band kar diya.
Uske paas ab koi urgent kaam nahi tha.
Usne phone uthaya. Arshad ka message tha.
Arshad: Zinda hai?
Reyansh: Nahi. Meri aatma reply kar rahi hai.
Arshad: Achha. Toh kal teri aatma mere saath chai peene chalegi.
Reyansh: Kal dekhte hain.
Arshad: Tere jeevan mein har cheez kal par kyun hai?
Reyansh ne message padhkar phone rakh diya.
Jawab dene ki zaroorat nahi samjhi.
Kuch sawalon ka jawab na dena bhi ek tarah ka jawab hota hai.

Jheel apne kitchen ke saamne khadi thi.
Counter par abhi bhi kuch grocery bags rakhe the. Ek shelf par masale ke dibbe the, doosri taraf bartan. Fridge mein samaan rakh diya gaya tha, lekin kitchen abhi bhi use poori tarah apna nahi lag raha tha.
Usne phone par apni maa ka message dekha.
Maa: Ghar pahunch gayi thi na? Khana kha lena. Saara din samaan lagane mein mat nikaal dena.
Jheel ne reply kiya.
Jheel: Haan, Maa. Ghar par hoon. Khana bana rahi hoon.
Maa: Kya bana rahi hai?
Jheel ne kitchen ki taraf dekha.
Tamatar.
Dhaniya.
Aloo.
Aur ek dabba jismein usne aata rakha tha.
Jheel: Abhi soch rahi hoon.
Do minute baad maa ka call aa gaya.
"Jheel, tune abhi tak khana nahi banaya?"
Jheel hans padi.
"Maa, ban jayega."
"Subah se ghar mein lagi hui hai. Thak gayi hogi."
"Thodi si."
"Toh kuch aasan bana le. Roz naye-naye pakwaan banane ki zaroorat nahi hai."
"Main roz naye pakwaan banati bhi nahi hoon."
"Achha? Toh pichhle hafte jo tune woh nayi recipe bheji thi, woh kya tha?"
Jheel ne aankhein ghumayi, lekin maa dekh nahi sakti thi.
"Woh bas try kar rahi thi."
"Bas wahi toh keh rahi hoon. Pehle khaana kha, phir duniya badalna."
Jheel muskurayi.
"Ji, Maa."
Kuch der ghar ki baatein hoti rahi. Maa ne poochha ki padosi kaise hain, building theek hai ya nahi aur use kisi cheez ki zaroorat toh nahi.
Jheel ne sab theek bataya.
Usne yeh bhi bataya ki building mein log normal hain aur ek padosi se lift mein baat hui thi.
"Kaisa hai padosi?" maa ne poochha.
"Achhe lag rahe the."
"Naam poochha?"
Jheel ek pal ruki.
Phir uske chehre par hairani aayi.
"Arre... nahi!"
Maa hans padi.
"Bas, pehle din hi padosi se baat kar li aur naam tak nahi poochha?"
"Maa, lift mein do minute ki baat thi. Naam poochhne ka dhyaan hi nahi aaya."
"Chal, koi baat nahi. Kal poochh lena."
Jheel ne sar hila diya, jaise maa saamne baithi ho.
"Ji."
Call khatam hui toh Jheel ne phone kitchen counter par rakha.
Phir aata nikala.
Rotiyaan banane ka iraada tha, lekin pehli roti belte waqt woh ek taraf se patli aur doosri taraf se moti ho gayi.
Usne use dekha.
"Chalo. Map of India toh nahi bani."
Doosri roti pehli se behtar thi.
Teesri aur bhi achhi.
Thodi der mein kitchen se tadke ki khushboo aane lagi.
Jheel ne khana plate mein nikala aur dining table par baith gayi.
Ghar mein khamoshi thi.
Woh khamoshi jo naye ghar mein pehle din kuch zyada mehsoos hoti hai. Har cheez apni jagah par hoti hai, phir bhi ghar ko ghar banne mein waqt lagta hai.
Jheel ne ek niwala khaya.
Phir phone par apni maa ko tasveer bhej di.
Jheel: Dinner ready.
Maa: Wah! Ab lag raha hai meri beti akeli reh sakti hai.
Jheel ke chehre par ek naram si muskurahat aayi.
Jheel: Main pehle bhi reh sakti thi, Maa.
Maa: Haan, lekin ab tujhe khud yaad rahega ki gas band karni hai.
Jheel hans di.
Usne khana khatam kiya, bartan dhoye aur kitchen saaf kar diya.
Phir living room mein aakar baith gayi.
Uske paas karne ko kuch khaas nahi tha.
Usne TV chala diya, kuch channels badle aur aakhir ek purana comedy show dekhne lagi.
Kuch der baad use lift wali baat yaad aayi.
"Anda banana aata hai..."
Woh apni hansi nahi rok paayi.
"Kaun anda banane ko itna bada talent samajhta hai?"
Phir usne remote uthaya aur TV ki awaaz thodi badha di.
Uski nayi zindagi ka pehla din dheere-dheere khatam ho raha tha.
Kal use kuch aur samaan lana tha.
Kuch boxes kholne the.
Aur shayad building ke kuch logon ko theek se jaanne ka mauka bhi milta.

Agli ki subah, Reyansh office pahunchte hi meeting room mein gaya.
Neha pehle se wahan baithi thi. Laptop khula hua tha, aur table par do coffee cups rakhe the.
Reyansh ne unhe dekha.
"Ek cup mera hai?"
Neha ne bina upar dekhe kaha, "Nahi. Dono mere hain."
"Subah-subah itni personal dushmani?"
"Kal tumne coffee cancel karne ki dhamki di thi."
"Main mazaak kar raha tha."
"Main nahi."
Usne ek cup Reyansh ki taraf sarka diya.
"Lo. Presentation achhi hai."
Reyansh ne cup uthaya.
"Thank you."
"Bas itna?"
"Kya chahiye? Appreciation certificate?"
"Kam se kam ek baar toh maan lo ki main sahi thi."
Reyansh ne coffee ka sip liya.
"Main maanta hoon ki tum kabhi-kabhi sahi hoti ho."
Neha ne use dekha.
"Kabhi-kabhi?"
"Zyada khush mat ho."
Dono hans diye.
Meeting shuru hone mein abhi kuch minute the. Reyansh ne presentation kholi aur Neha ke saath ek baar phir points check karne laga.
Office mein uski zindagi apni jagah chal rahi thi.
Deadlines, meetings, coffee aur colleagues ke saath chhoti-chhoti nok-jhonk.
Aur ghar par ek nayi padosan thi, jiske saath uski ab tak ki sabse lambi conversation anda aur tamatar ke aas-paas ghoomi thi.
Dono duniyaon ke beech abhi koi khaas rishta nahi tha.
Aur shayad isi wajah se sab kuch itna normal lag raha tha.


Usi shaam lagbhag saat baje Reyansh office se ghar lauta.
Lift se nikalte hi usne dekha ki Jheel apne flat ke bahar khadi thi. Uske haath mein ek chhota sa paper bag tha aur woh apne darwaze ke paas rakhe ek carton ko andar karne ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Reyansh ne chaabi nikaalte hue poochha, "Madad chahiye?"
Jheel ne palatkar dekha.
"Nahi, ho jayega."
Usne carton ko thoda upar uthaya, lekin darwaze ka kona uske raaste mein aa gaya.
Reyansh ne apna bag neeche rakha.
"Ek second."
Usne carton ka doosra hissa pakda aur use darwaze ke andar rakh diya.
"Bas?"
Jheel ne rahat ki saans li.
"Ji. Thank you."
"Welcome. Waise, aapka naam abhi tak nahi pata."
Jheel ne use dekha, phir halki si hansi ke saath kaha, "Jheel."
Reyansh ne sar hilaaya.
"Reyansh."
"Achha."
"Ab kam se kam agar tamatar girega toh pata hoga kiska hai."
Jheel hans padi.
"Tamatar mera hi tha. Aapka nahi."
"Abhi tak. Aage ka kuch keh nahi sakte."
Jheel ne aankhon mein halki si shararat ke saath kaha, "Aapko grocery khareedne jaana chahiye. Shayad aapke fridge mein bhi kuch mil jaaye."
Reyansh ek pal ke liye chup raha.
Phir usne apne flat ki taraf ishara kiya.
"Yeh baat aapko kisne batayi?"
"Anda banane wale aadmi ka fridge khaali hi hota hoga."
Reyansh hans diya.
"Fair point."
Jheel ne carton ko andar kheencha.
"Achha, main samaan rakh loon. Good evening."
"Good evening."
Darwaza band ho gaya.
Reyansh apne flat mein aaya toh uske chehre par abhi bhi muskurahat thi.
Koi badi baat nahi hui thi.
Bas ek naam pata chala tha.
Jheel.
Usne apni chaabiyan table par rakhin aur kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.
Fridge khola.
Doodh tha.
Dahi tha.
Do ande bhi the.
Reyansh ne fridge band kar diya.
"Kal bread bhi le aaunga."
Phir ek pal rukkar khud hi hans pada.
"Jheel ko report thodi deni hai."
Lekin usne bread ki list phone mein likh li.

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Update 08


Bengaluru ki shaam apni raftaar se dhal rahi thi.
Sadak par gaadiyon ka shor, aasman mein halki si laali aur hawa mein baarish aane ki khushboo thi. Reyansh office se lautte hue apni car mein ek haath steering par rakhe, doosre haath se music system ki volume kam kar raha tha.
Phone car ke Bluetooth se connected tha.
Arshad: deviyo or sajjanon main amitabh bachan bol raha hu, koi nahi hai crorepati se
Reyansh: maa ka bhosda... Aagggg
Reyansh hans deta hai lekin Arshad character me rehta hai
Arshad: hey salaa.... Subah se sham tak kamai rokda or yeh bol raha hai teri maa ka beep beep...
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: “Teri shakal dekhne se achha hai bhoot ban jaun.”
Arshad: “Meri shakal se itni problem hai toh roz mujhse baat kyun karta hai?”
Reyansh: “Free entertainment.”
Arshad: “Ek din entertainment band ho gaya na, tab meri value samajh aayegi.”
Reyansh: “Us din main Netflix ka subscription le lunga.”
Arshad kuch pal chup raha.
Arshad: “Saale, dosti ke naam par itni beizzati! Khair, ghar pahunch kar phone kar. Ek kaam tha.”
Reyansh: “Kaam hai toh message kar de.”
Arshad: “Nahi, phone par hi bataunga.”
Reyansh: “Kyun? Message mein sharam aati hai?”
Arshad: pura din to apni ungli ghista hi jaan, ab tu bhi yeh karega...
Call kat gayi.
Reyansh muskurate hue aage badh gaya.
Uski zindagi mein abhi sab kuch apni jagah par tha. Office, ghar, Shalu ki roz ki baatein, Arshad ki bakwaas, family ke phone aur kabhi-kabhi Neha ke messages.
Aur ab pados mein Jheel bhi thi, jiske saath uski baat abhi sirf halki-phulki jaan-pehchaan tak pahunchi thi.
Zindagi chal rahi thi.
Lekin har kahani mein kuch aise kirdaar hote hain, jo entry lene ke liye darwaza nahi khatkhatate tod ke ghus jate or
Woh bas saamne aa jaate hain.
Aur phir unke aane se poore mahaul ka temperature badal jaata hai.


Reyansh ne apartment ki parking mein car lagayi. Engine band karke woh kuch seconds seat par hi baitha raha.
Din bhar ki meetings ke baad use bas ghar pahunchkar kapde badalne the, kuch khana tha aur thodi der apne dimaag ko chhutti deni thi.
Woh car se nikla hi tha ki parking ke doosre kone se ek ladki ki tez awaaz sunayi di.
“Maine kaha na, meri gaadi ko haath mat lagaiye!”
Reyansh ne awaaz ki taraf dekha.
Woh Gungun thi.
Is building mein rehne wale log usse achhi tarah jaante the. Reyansh bhi uske attitude aur gusse se anjaan nahi tha. Gungun khoobsurat thi, stylish thi aur apne looks ko lekar kaafi confident bhi. Lekin uske saath baat karte waqt log aksar soch-samajhkar bolte the, kyunki kab uska mood kharab ho jaaye, koi bharosa nahi tha.
Aaj bhi woh apni car ke paas khadi thi. Black fitted top, blue jeans, stylish sunglasses jo ab uske sir par tikey hue the, khule baal aur chehre par aisa gussa jaise kisi ne uski personal property nahi, uski poori izzat par attack kar diya ho.
Uske saamne security guard khada tha.
Guard: “Madam, main bas aapko batane aaya tha ki gaadi thodi line se bahar hai. Doosri gaadi ko nikalne mein dikkat ho rahi hai.”
Gungun: “Toh doosri gaadi wale ko bolo na! Meri gaadi hi kyun?”
Guard: “Madam, aapki gaadi ke peeche hi toh woh gaadi khadi hai.”
Gungun: “Toh usko aage karne bolo!”
Guard ne ek pal ke liye aankhein band ki. Shayad woh apne andar ke saare sabr ko ek jagah jama kar raha tha.
Guard: “Madam, unki gaadi ke aage bhi gaadi khadi hai.”
Gungun: “Toh phir aap log kar kya rahe ho yahan?”
Reyansh ne apni car lock ki.
Usne man hi man socha, Bhai, parking ka issue hai ya United Nations ki emergency meeting?
Woh bina kuch bole lift ki taraf chalne laga.
Lekin tabhi guard ki nazar us par pad gayi.
Guard: “Reyansh sir, aap hi samjha dijiye madam ko. Aap toh yahin rehte hain.”
Reyansh ke kadam ruk gaye.
Usne dheere se guard ki taraf dekha.
Reyansh: “Mujhe kyun?”
Guard ke chehre par madad ki ummeed thi.
Guard: “Sir, aapki baat shayad maan jaayein.”
Gungun ne turant Reyansh ki taraf dekha.
Uski nazar pehle Reyansh ke chehre par gayi, phir uske office bag par aur aakhir mein uske jooton par.
Jaise kisi insaan ko dekhne ke bajaye uski poori appraisal report taiyar kar rahi ho.
Gungun: “Aap in-charge hain yahan?”
Reyansh: “Nahi.”
Gungun: “Toh phir?”
Reyansh: “Main bhi yahin rehta hoon.”
Gungun: “Toh aapko beech mein bolne ki kya zaroorat hai?”
Reyansh kuch seconds use dekhta raha.
Phir usne bilkul shaant awaaz mein kaha.
Reyansh: “Aapne hi toh poochha tha.”
Gungun: “Maine poochha tha ki aap in-charge hain. Maine yeh nahi poochha ki aap apni commentary shuru kar dein.”
Reyansh ne guard ki taraf dekha.
Guard ki aankhon mein ab ek hi sawaal tha: Sir, main naukri chhod doon?
Reyansh ne wapas Gungun ko dekha.
Reyansh: “Fair enough.”
Woh mudkar lift ki taraf badh gaya.
Uske peeche Gungun ki awaaz phir sunayi di.
Gungun: “Aur haan, meri gaadi ko koi touch nahi karega!”
Reyansh ne bina peeche dekhe haath utha kar ek chhota sa thumbs-up kar diya.
Gungun ka chehra aur bigad gaya.
Use shayad umeed thi ki saamne wala usse behas karega, safai dega ya kam se kam uske gusse ko serious lega.
Lekin Reyansh toh jaise uske gusse ko bhi ek unnecessary office email samajhkar ignore kar chuka tha.
Lift ka darwaza band hua.
Reyansh ne apna sir deewar se tikaya aur halki si saans chhodi.
Reyansh (khud se): “Ghar jaa raha hoon ya reality show mein aa gaya hoon?”
Lift upar badhne lagi.
Aur parking mein Gungun ab bhi security guard ko samjha rahi thi ki apartment ki management ko apne standards improve karne chahiye.
Uske hisaab se problem parking mein nahi thi.
Problem baaki sab logon mein thi.


Reyansh ne flat ka darwaza khola toh kitchen se bartan rakhne ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Shalu ka kaam lagbhag khatam ho chuka tha. Woh dining table saaf kar rahi thi.
Shalu: “are itni jaldi Aa gaye aap?”
Reyansh: “Nahi, abhi kaha.
Shalu ne uski taraf dekha.
Shalu: “Aapko roz ek hi joke milta hai kya?”
Reyansh: “Tum roz ek hi sawaal poochhti ho.”
Shalu: “Achha, toh aaj se nahi poochhungi.”
Reyansh: “Theek hai.”
Shalu ne table par rakha kapda uthaya aur uski taraf dekha.
Shalu: “Khana kha liya aapne?”
Reyansh ne apna bag sofa par rakh diya.
Reyansh: “Yeh toh poochhna padega. Nahi poochhogi toh mujhe bhookha rehna padega.”
Shalu: “Aapko bhookh lage toh aap khud bhi kha sakte hain.”
Reyansh: “Itni independence achhi nahi hoti.”
Shalu: “Aapke liye toh bahut achhi hai. Isiliye aap shaadi ke baad bhi akele reh rahe hain.”
Baat kehne ke baad Shalu khud hi ruk gayi.
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Shalu ko turant samajh aa gaya ki usse shayad yeh baat nahi kehni chahiye thi.
Shalu: “Sorry. Mera woh matlab nahi tha.”
Reyansh ne koi khaas reaction nahi diya. Usne bas fridge khola aur paani ki bottle nikaal li.
Reyansh: “Koi baat nahi, Shalu. Har baat ko serious lene lagunga toh tumhari aadhi baaton par mujhe roz meeting karni padegi.”
Shalu ke chehre par halki si rahat aayi.
Shalu: “Waise, neeche aaj bahut tamasha hua.”
Reyansh ne paani peete-peete use dekha.
Reyansh: “Tumhe kaise pata? Tum toh yahan thi.”
Shalu: “Main nikal rahi thi toh lift ke paas Mrs. D’Souza mil gayi thi. Unhone bataya.”
Reyansh: “Mrs. D’Souza ko toh CCTV ki naukri milni chahiye.”
Shalu: “Unhone kaha, building mein kuch bhi ho, unhe pata chal hi jaata hai.”
Reyansh: “Unhe bata dena, agle hafte se main unhe building ka news channel subscribe kar raha hoon.”
Shalu hans padi.
Shalu: “Lekin woh gungun sach mein bahut gusse mein thi.”
Reyansh ko parking ka scene yaad aa gaya.
Reyansh: “Haan. Mujhe laga tha gaadi ke saath uska emotional attachment hai.”

Shalu ne apna bag uthaya.
Shalu: “Achha, main chalti hoon. Khana fridge mein rakh diya hai. Garam kar lena.”
Reyansh: “Ji, chef sahiba.”
Darwaze tak pahunchkar Shalu ek baar phir mud gayi.
Shalu: “Waise aapko pata hai, woh hamari building mein hi rehti hai.”
Reyansh ne aankhein band kar li.
Reyansh: “Bas. Ab yahi khabar sunni baaki thi.”
Shalu hanskar chali gayi.
Reyansh ne darwaza band kiya aur kuch seconds wahin khada raha.
Phir usne apne aap se kaha.
“Koi baat nahi. Building badi hai. Roz saamna thodi hoga.”
Zindagi ko uski is baat par shayad hansi aa gayi thi.


Agli subah Reyansh ki neend kisi alarm se nahi, balki corridor mein ho rahi behas ki awaaz se khuli.
Pehle usne takiye mein munh chhupaya.
Phir awaaz dobara aayi.
“Aapko samajh kyun nahi aata? Maine online order kiya hai, toh delivery mujhe hi milegi na!”
Reyansh ne aankhein kholi.
Kuch seconds tak chhat ko dekhta raha.
Reyansh: “kyu yaar, aaj kya naya hai?”
Usne phone uthaya. Time dekhkar uska chehra bigad gaya. Use taiyar hokar office ke liye nikalna tha.
Woh bistar se utha, baal theek kiye bina bedroom se bahar aaya aur darwaze ke paas pahunch gaya.
Bahar nikla toh corridor mein delivery boy khada tha. Uske saamne Gungun thi.
Aaj usne white fitted top, black trousers aur bade sunglasses pehne hue the. Ek haath mein phone, doosre mein chhota sa handbag.
Delivery boy apne phone ki screen dikha raha tha.
Delivery Boy: “Madam, app mein address Flat 304 hai, lekin aap keh rahi hain ki parcel kisi aur ko dena tha.”
Gungun ne use ghoora.
Gungun: “Maine address sahi dala hai. Tum logon ko kaam karna nahi aata toh delivery kyun karte ho?”
Delivery Boy: “Madam, main bas confirm kar raha hoon.”
Gungun: “Mujhe confirmation nahi chahiye. Mujhe mera parcel chahiye.”
Reyansh ne apne flat ka darwaza khula chhod diya aur unke paas aa gaya.
Reyansh: “Good morning.”
Delivery boy ne use dekha aur jaise kisi apne aadmi ko dekhkar rahat mehsoos ki.
Gungun ne Reyansh ki taraf dekha.
Gungun: “Aap phir?”
Reyansh: “Ji. Main phir.”
Gungun: “Aapko har jagah dikhna zaroori hai?”
Reyansh: “Nahi. Lekin mera flat yahin hai. Agar aap chahein toh main doosri building mein shift ho sakta hoon.”
Delivery boy apni hansi rokne ke liye neeche dekhne laga.
Gungun ne use ghoora.
Gungun: “Aapko funny lag raha hai?”
Delivery Boy: “Nahi madam.”
Uski awaaz se saaf pata chal raha tha ki use bahut funny lag raha hai.
Reyansh ne parcel par likha address dekha.

Reyansh: “Flat 304. Aapka hi hai na?”
Gungun: “Obviously not"
Reyansh: “Toh parcel bhi aapka nahi hai.”
Gungun: “Aapko yeh sab batane ki zaroorat nahi hai.”
Reyansh: “Bilkul. Main bas parcel ke emotional journey ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha.”
Delivery boy ke chehre par phir muskurahat aa gayi.
Gungun ne parcel uske haath se le liya.
Gungun: “Thank you. Ab ja sakte ho.”
Delivery boy bina doosri baar poochhe wahan se nikal gaya.
Gungun ne parcel khola, andar dekha aur phir aise chehra banaya jaise duniya ne uske khilaaf koi naya conspiracy plan kar diya ho.
Reyansh: “Ab parcel mein bhi problem hai?”
Gungun: “Aapko apne kaam se kaam rakhna chahiye.”
Reyansh: “Main toh wahi kar raha tha. Aapki awaaz ne mujhe complimentary update de diya.”
Gungun parcel leke dhad dhad sidhiya chadh kar upar floor par chali gayi
Lekin chadhne se pehle usne ek baar phir Reyansh ko dekha.
Gungun: “Aap bahut bolte hain.”
Reyansh ne muskurakar jawab diya.
Reyansh: “Aapke saamne toh kam hi bola hai.”

Reyansh kuch pal us darwaze ko dekhta raha.
Phir usne apne flat ki taraf dekha, jahan uska office bag, shirt aur breakfast uska intezaar kar rahe the.
Reyansh: “Amazing. Kuch log subah coffee peete hain. Mujhe pados mein free blood pressure milta hai.”
Woh apne flat mein wapas chala gaya.
Uske chehre par gussa nahi tha.
Bas ek halki si hansi thi.
Use Gungun pasand nahi aayi thi. Uska attitude use irritating laga tha. Aur uski baaton ka andaaz toh bilkul bhi nahi.
Lekin Reyansh ki ek aadat thi.
Woh logon ko pehli mulaqat mein hi apni zindagi ka hissa nahi banata tha.
Aur na hi unhe apni zindagi ka villain.
Uske liye Gungun bas ek gusse wali padosan thi.
Filhaal.


Office ke liye nikalte waqt Reyansh ne flat lock kiya aur lift ka button dabaya.
Lift aayi toh andar Jheel khadi thi.
Haath mein ek chhota sa lunch bag aur kandhe par handbag.
Jheel: “Good morning.”
Reyansh: “Good morning.”
Woh lift mein aa gaya.
Kuch seconds tak dono chup rahe.
Phir Jheel ne uski taraf dekha.
Jheel: “Aaj aap jaldi nikal rahe hain?”
Reyansh: “Haan. Office mein ek presentation hai.”
Jheel: “All the best.”
Reyansh: “Thank you. Aapka bhi koi important kaam hai?”
Jheel: “Bas kuch personal kaam hain. Phir ghar se thoda kaam karna hai.”
Reyansh: “Work from home?”
Jheel: “Haan, kuch aisa hi samajh lijiye.”
Reyansh ne sir hila diya.
Lift neeche pahunchi.
Dono bahar nikle. Jheel reception ki taraf jaane lagi aur Reyansh parking ki taraf.
Phir Jheel ko kuch yaad aaya.
Jheel: “Waise, kal raat aapke floor par kaafi awaaz aa rahi thi.”
Reyansh ne use dekha.
Reyansh: “Mere floor par toh awaaz roz aati hai. Kabhi pressure cooker, kabhi Prakash Bhatia ji ka lecture.”
Jheel hans padi.
Jheel: “Nahi, main aapke saamne wale flat ki baat kar rahi thi.”
Reyansh: “Oh. Gungun?”
Jheel: “Shayad.”
Reyansh: “Haan, unka normal volume hai.”
Jheel ne hansi rokne ki koshish ki.
Jheel: “Aapko unse problem hoti hai?”
Reyansh ne kuch socha.
Reyansh: “Problem tab hoti hai jab unki awaaz mere ghar tak aati hai. Warna main doosron ki personal life mein interfere nahi karta.”
Jheel: “Achhi baat hai.”
Reyansh: “Aap bhi yahi policy follow karna. Building mein zindagi aasaan rahegi.”
Jheel ne muskurakar sir hila diya.
Dono apni-apni raahon par badh gaye.
Reyansh ne car start ki.
Jheel ki baat yaad karke use phir hansi aa gayi.
Usne socha, Kam se kam Jheel normal toh hai.
Phir agle hi pal usne khud ko tok diya.
“Har insaan ka comparison mat kiya kar. Bas office ja.”
Woh khud hi apni baat par muskuraya aur car aage badha di.


Office mein presentation theek rahi.
Client ne kuch changes maange, Neha ne do points note kiye aur Reyansh ne agle din tak revised plan bhejne ka commitment de diya.
Meeting khatam hote hi Neha uske desk ke paas aayi.
Neha: “Tum aaj bade khush lag rahe ho.”
Reyansh: “Main roz khush lagta hoon.”
Neha: “Nahi. Roz tum normal lagte ho. Aaj aisa lag raha hai jaise tumne kisi ko irritate karke aaye ho.”
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: “Tumhe meri personality ka itna detailed analysis karne ke liye extra salary milti hai?”
Neha: “Nahi. Lekin tumhari shakal padhne ka experience kaafi hai.”
Reyansh: “Toh suno, aaj subah building mein Gungun se mulaqat hui.”
Neha: “Mulaqat hui ya unhone tumhari class li?”
Reyansh: “Dono ke beech ka kuch tha.”
Reyansh ne parking aur delivery wale incident ka short version sunaya.
Neha beech-beech mein hansti rahi.
Neha: “Tumne kya kiya?”
Reyansh: “Kuch nahi. Bas do-chaar baatein.”
Neha: “Tumhare do-chaar ka matlab dus logon ko offend karna hota hai.”
Reyansh: “Main toh bahut polite tha.”
Neha: “Haan, tum toh duniya ke sabse polite insaan ho.”
Woh muskurate hue apne desk ki taraf jaane lagi.
Phir rukkar boli.
Neha: “Waise, kabhi-kabhi log gusse mein isliye bhi hote hain kyunki unhe lagta hai ki unki baat koi sunta hi nahi.”
Reyansh ne uski taraf dekha.
Reyansh: “Ho sakta hai. Lekin iska matlab yeh thodi hai ki woh har kisi se badtameezi karein.”
Neha: “Bilkul nahi. Bas keh rahi hoon, har insaan ko samajhna zaroori nahi hota. Kabhi-kabhi usse door rehna hi kaafi hai.”
Reyansh: “Is advice ka bill bhej dena.”
Neha: “Interest ke saath bhejungi.”
Woh chali gayi.
Reyansh ne laptop khola aur kaam mein lag gaya.
Uske liye baat wahin khatam thi.
Usne Gungun ke baare mein aur kuch nahi socha.
Aakhir use kaam bhi toh karna tha


Shaam ko Reyansh ghar lauta toh lobby mein Prakash Bhatia ji khade the.
Haath mein register, chehre par serious expression aur paas mein do residents.
Reyansh ne unhe dekha aur apni chaal thodi tez kar li.
Lekin Bhatia ji ki nazar us par pad chuki thi.
Bhatia ji: “Reyansh beta, ek minute.”
Reyansh ruk gaya.
Reyansh: “Ji, boliye.”
Bhatia ji: “Gungun se tumhari baat hui hai?”
Reyansh ne ek pal ke liye unhe dekha.
Reyansh: “Aapko kaise pata?”
Bhatia ji: “Security ne bataya. Subah kaafi argument hua tha.”
Reyansh ne man hi man socha, Is building mein news channel bhi hai aur uska official spokesperson bhi.
Reyansh: “Bas parcel ki delivery ka issue tha.”
Bhatia ji: “Dekho, main kisi ki personal life mein nahi padta. Lekin building mein discipline hona chahiye. Kal parking, aaj delivery boy. Residents ko cooperate karna chahiye.”
Paas khade ek uncle ne turant kaha.
Uncle: “Bilkul sahi keh rahe hain. Aajkal logon ko society mein rehne ka tareeka hi nahi pata.”
Reyansh ne dono ko dekha.
Uska mann hua ki abhi unke budhe tatte ukhad de.
Lekin usne apni zubaan ko control kiya.
Reyansh: “Bhatia ji, agar koi official complaint hai toh aap unse directly baat kar lijiye. Main toh bas padosi hoon.”
Bhatia ji: “Haan, haan. Bas tum samajhdaar ho, isliye keh raha tha.”
Reyansh: “Ji. Samajh gaya.”
Woh lift ki taraf badha.
Peeche se Bhatia ji ki awaaz aayi.
Bhatia ji: “Aur beta, kal maintenance meeting bhi hai!”
Reyansh ke kadam ruk gaye.
Usne dheere se palatkar dekha.
Reyansh: “Kal?”
Bhatia ji: “Haan, notice board par laga hai.”
Reyansh ne ek pal ke liye aankhein band ki.
Reyansh: “Theek hai. Dekh lunga.”
Lift ka darwaza khula.
Woh andar gaya aur button dabaya.
Usne phone nikala aur Arshad ko message bheja.
Reyansh: Mujhe apni building se nikaal le.
Arshad ka reply turant aa gaya.
Arshad: Rent kitna hai?
Reyansh: Mere flat ka nahi, meri mental peace ka sawaal hai.
Arshad: Uska toh market mein rate hi nahi hai. Tu barbaad ho chuka hai.
Reyansh hans pada.
Reyansh: Teri dosti bhi ek din complaint register mein likhwaunga.
Arshad: Pehle spelling seekh le, phir complaint likhna.
Reyansh ne phone lock kar diya.
Lift upar pahunch chuki thi.


Flat mein aakar Reyansh ne bag rakha, shirt badli aur kitchen mein chala gaya.
Fridge khola.
Andar sabzi, doodh, bread aur kuch bachi hui cheezein thi.
Usne anda nikala aur pan gas par rakh diya.
Omelette banate waqt uska phone vibrate hua.
Arshad ka call tha.
Reyansh: “Bol, kya kaam tha?”
Arshad: “Pehle bata, building se bhaaga kyun nahi ab tak?”
Reyansh: “Mere paas ek dost hai jo mujhe rent par jagah dene ke bajaye meri beizzati karta hai.”
Arshad: “Main emotional support de raha hoon.”
Reyansh: “Tera emotional support aur traffic signal ka red light, dono ek jaise hain. Bas rokna aata hai.”
Arshad zor se hans pada.
Phir dono kuch der apne din ki baatein karte rahe. Arshad ne apni agency ke ek client ka kissa sunaya, jo har tagline mein apni company ka naam daalna chahta tha.
Arshad: “Bhai, usko tagline nahi chahiye. Usko apni company ka naam billboard par chaar baar likhwana hai.”
Reyansh: “Kar de. Paise de raha hai na?”
Arshad: “Tu brand manager hai ya businessman?”
Reyansh: “Main practical hoon.”
Arshad: “Tu practical nahi, tu aalsi hai. Jo kaam jaldi khatam ho, usi ke favour mein decision leta hai.”
Reyansh: “Aur tu overthink karta hai.”
Arshad: “Koi toh karega. Teri zindagi mein toh thought bhi appointment lekar aata hai.”
Reyansh ne hansi ke saath call khatam ki.
Usne khana khaya, kitchen saaf kiya aur sofa par baith gaya.
TV par koi purani comedy film chal rahi thi.
Kuch der baad corridor se halki si awaaz aayi.
Lift ke darwaze ke band hone ki.
Reyansh ne TV ki volume kam ki.
Ek pal ko use Gungun yaad aayi.
Usne remote uthaya aur volume badha di.
Reyansh: “Mujhe kya. Apni zindagi, apna attitude.”
Woh film dekhne laga.
Doosri taraf, apne flat mein Gungun bedroom ke mirror ke saamne khadi earrings utaar rahi thi.
Usne phone par kisi ka message padha, ek chhota sa reply kiya aur phone dressing table par rakh diya.
Phir use subah ka woh aadmi yaad aaya.
Woh jo bina dare usse jawab de raha tha.
Usne mirror mein khud ko dekha.
Gungun: “Kitna irritating insaan hai.”
Ek pal ruki.
Phir apne baal theek karte hue boli.
Gungun: “Aur samajhta kya hai apne aap ko?”
Uske chehre par gussa tha.
Lekin us gusse ke peeche koi gehri baat thi ya nahi, yeh abhi kisi ko nahi pata tha.
Na Reyansh ko.
Na building ke logon ko.
Aur na hi un dono ko khud, ki aane wale waqt mein ek hi corridor kitni baar unki mulaqat karwayega.
Filhaal, dono ke liye ek-doosra bas ek pareshani the.
Reyansh ke liye Gungun ek aisi padosan thi jisse door rehna behtar tha.
Aur Gungun ke liye Reyansh ek aisa aadmi tha jise uski baaton ka jawab dene ki aadat chhod deni chahiye thi.
Lekin zindagi mein har baat hamari marzi se thodi hoti hai.