Incest Dhaarem - Ek Alag Duniya

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Ruuneth Qila



Ruuneth Qila Ka Baagh







Ruuneth Qila k Baagh me Behta Nehar

 

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Incest ek hero brutal pitai hardcore sex adultery bhi hero ke liye

Lazmi, lekin kuch chizen isme alag ho gi, un ko smjhne me shyd waqt lagy ga, par rafta rafta samjh aa jye ga

 

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Update 2

Episode 2

Subah ki halki thandi hawa Dhaarem ke khulay maidanon se takra kar ghodon ke ayalon ko hila rahi thi. Chaar siyah aur safed ghore gard udate hue ek wasi maidani raste par bijli ki raftaar se daur rahe thay.

Sab se aage Kael Varun tha.
Usne zor se hansi lagayi aur gard ke darmiyan cheekha,
"Aj to main hi jeetun ga! Pichle ek maah se tum teeno mujhe hara rahe ho. Aj kisi surat tum logon ko nahi jeetne dunga."

Peechhe se Rhyas Thaal ki pur-sukoon awaaz aayi.
"Pehle ghore ko sambhal lo... baad mein jeet ka khwab dekhna."

Kael hans pada.
"Tum dono talwaren ghuma ghuma kar itne sanjeeda ho gaye ho ke mazaak bhi bhool gaye."

Sab se peeche Zyren Vaelor apne ghore ko pur-sukoon andaaz mein daura raha tha.
Usne muskurate hue kaha,
"Kael... pichli martaba bhi tumne yehi kaha tha."

Kael ne gard ke darmiyan haath hila kar jawab diya,
"Is baar Malik-ul-Azal bhi meri taraf hoga."
Vaelan Ruun jo ab tak khamoshi se apne ghore ko sambhale hue tha, halki si muskurahat ke sath bola,

"Malik-ul-Azal sab ke sath hota hai... lekin sust sawar ke sath nahi."

Kael ne foran jawab diya,
"Achha? To phir dekhte hain Sach Dhundne Wale... aj kis ka sach samne aata hai."

"Daud!"

Bas itna kehna tha ke chaaron ghore hawa ko cheerte hue aage nikal gaye.
Raste ke dono taraf darakht bijli ki raftaar se peeche chhutne lage. Chashmon ki halki si awaaz aur ghodon ki taapon ki goonj mil kar ajeeb sa manzar paida kar rahi thi.

Kael ne achanak apna ghora aage nikala.
"Dekha! Bola tha na..."

Uski baat mukammal bhi na hui thi ke Vaelan ne apne ghore ki lagam halki si kheench kar usay ek nayi raftaar di.
Ghoda hawa ki tarah nikla.

Ek lamhe mein dono barabar thay.
Doosre lamhe mein Vaelan aage nikal chuka tha.

Rhyas ne sirf itna kaha,
"Ab khatam."

Kael cheekha,
"Abhi nahi!"

Lekin uske ghore ne halka sa phisal kar raftaar kho di.
Zyren bhi uske barabar aa gaya.
Aakhri nishan tak pohanchte pohanchte Vaelan sab se pehle line paar kar chuka tha.

Uske baad Rhyas.
Phir Zyren.
Aur sab se aakhir mein Kael.

Kael ne ghore se utarte hi dono haath aasman ki taraf uthaye.
"Yeh na-insafi hai!"

Rhyas ne poocha,
"Kis baat ki?"

"Mera ghora bhi tum teeno ke sath mila hua hai."
Vaelan zor se hans pada.
"Har dafa naya bahana."

Kael ne ghore ki gardan par haath pherte hue kaha,
"Bechara... isay bhi pata tha ke malik haarne wala hai."

Chaaron doston ki hansi maidani fiza mein goonj uthi.
Lekin Zyren nahi hasa.
Woh kuch der tak Vaelan ko dekhta raha.
Uske zehan mein subah ka woh lamha ghoom gaya jab Vaelan ne Vaarethaan mein usay ek purani kitab ka warq dikhaya tha.

"Aaj ghodon ki daud mein tum (vaelen) jeetogy."

Us waqt Zyren ne us baat ko mazaak samjha tha.
Lekin ab...
Bilkul waise hi hua tha.
Usne dil hi dil mein socha,

"Ye sirf ittefaq tha... ya Rizq ki kitab mein waqai kuch aur bhi likha hai?"
Magar usne apne khayalat zuban par na laaye.

Vaelan ne uski taraf dekha.
"Kya hua?"

Zyren ne foran muskurahat odh li.
"Kuch nahi... chalo der ho rahi hai."

Chaaron ne dobara ghodon par sawari ki aur Ruuneth ke mashhoor mashq ghar ki taraf rawana ho gaye.

Kuch hi dair baad unke saamne ek azeem sangi imarat numayan hui.
Buland deewarein.
Khulay maidani hisse.
Teer andazi ke nishan.
Talwar bazi ke chabootre.
Ghode daurane ke alag meydan.
Aur har taraf jawan sipahi mashq mein masroof.

Is maqam ko Aerythaan mein "Thaerak" kaha jata tha.

Ma'ni:
"Jahan jangju apni quwwat aur hunar tarashte hain."

Thaerak ke andar talwaron ki takrahat ki awaaz, dhalon par padte waar aur ustadon ki buland awaazen goonj rahi thin.

Jaise hi Vaelan aur uske dost andar dakhil hue, kai naujawan sipahiyon ne adab se sar jhuka kar kaha,

"Aelun!"

Vaelan ne muskurate hue jawab diya,
"Aelun."

Kael ne apni kamar se khanjar nikala aur muskuraya.
"Aj dekhte hain... kis ka hath sab se tez hai."

Rhyas ne dono talwaren nikaal kar ek hi lamhe mein hawa mein ghumayen.
Dono dhaaren suraj ki roshni mein chamak utheen.

Zyren ne apna bhaari kulhara kandhe se utara.
Aur Vaelan ne apni talwar miyaan se nikaali...

Talwar ki dhaar se nikalti halki si chamak dekh kar aas paas kharay sipahi ek lamhe ke liye khamosh ho gaye.

Thaerak ke buzurg ustad ne apni lambi asa zameen par maari.
"Shuru karo."

Ek hi lamhe mein Vaelan aur Rhyas aamne saamne aa gaye.
Rhyas Thaal dono haathon mein talwar liye hamesha ki tarah pur-sukoon khara tha. Uska chehra kisi jazbe ka izhar nahi karta tha. Jo usay pehli martaba dekhta, use lagta ke shayad woh dheema jangju hai... lekin jo uske saamne ladta, woh janta tha ke Rhyas ki asal taqat uski raftaar nahi, uska tawazun tha.

Vaelan ne talwar ko halka sa jhukaya.
"Taiyar?"

Rhyas ne sirf itna kaha.
"Hamesha."

Agla hi lamha tha ke dono ki talwarein takraayin.
Tanggg!

Awaaz poore Thaerak mein goonj uthi.
Ek waar...
Do waar...
Teen...
Phir dekhte hi dekhte dono ki talwarein itni tez chalne lagen ke aas paas kharay sipahi sirf chamakti dhaaren dekh pa rahe thay.

Rhyas dono talwaron se ek sath hamla karta.
Ek talwar Vaelan ki talwar rok leti, jabke doosri seedha uske kandhe ki taraf badhti.
Lekin Vaelan har waar se baal baal bach nikalta.
Kabhi jhuk kar.
Kabhi ghoom kar.
Kabhi sirf ek qadam peeche hat kar.

Ustad ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
"Isi liye isay Sach Dhundne Wala kehte hain... pehle dushman ki niyyat parhta hai, phir uska waar."

Doosri taraf Kael Varun ne apna dhanush uthaya.
Door lakri ke paanch nishan lagaye gaye.
Usne pehla teer chhoda.
Teer seedha beech nishan par ja laga.
Doosra...
Teesra...
Chautha...
Paanchwa...
Paanchon teer bilkul markaz yani nishane mein.

Kael ne fakhr se dhanush kandhe par rakha aur bola,
"Kya kisi aur ko bhi sharminda hona hai?"

Ek naujawan sipahi hans pada.
Kael ne foran apna chhota khanjar nikala aur hawa mein uchhal diya.

Khanjar ghoomta hua door ja kar ek lakri ke patle takhte mein bilkul beechon beech ja ghusa.
Sipahi taaliyan bajane lage.

Kael ne jhuk kar adaab kiya.
"Dekha? Main sirf daud hi nahi haarta."

Sab hans pade.
Zyren Vaelor tab tak apna bhaari kulhara utha chuka tha.

Kulhara dekh kar naye sipahi aksar samajhte thay ke isay chalana dheema hoga.

Lekin jab Zyren ne pehla waar kiya to hawa tak cheer gayi.
Ek lakri ka mota tana sirf ek waar mein do tukde ho gaya.
Phir usne kamar se do khanjar nikale.
Ek hi waqt mein dono ulte haath se pheke.
Dono khanjar alag alag nishanon mein ja lage.

Kael ne seeti bajayi.
"Tum kulhara chalate ho ya aandhi?"

Zyren muskuraya.
"Aandhi sirf raste saaf karti hai."

Phir sab ki nazar dobara Vaelan par gayi.
Ab woh akela paanch sipahiyon ke darmiyan tha.

Ek ne samne se waar kiya.
Vaelan ne talwar ghuma kar rok liya.

Doosra peeche se aaya.
Vaelan ne baghair mudhe kohni maari.

Teesra neechay se jhapta.
Vaelan hawa mein uchhal kar uske sir ke upar se nikal gaya.

Uske pair zameen par padte hi talwar teesre sipahi ki gardan se ek ungli door ruk chuki thi.

Sipahi muskura diya.
"Main mar chuka hota."

Vaelan ne talwar neeche kar di.
"Thaerak sikhata hai... marna nahi."

Ustad ke chehre par fakhr aa gaya.
"Isi liye ek din Ruuneth tumhare hawale hoga."

Mashq kai ghanton tak chalti rahi.
Talwar bazi.
Teer andazi.
Ghode ki sawari.
Dhal ki mashq.

Aur phir aakhir mein ustad ne aaj ki mashq khatam kar di.
Sipahi apni apni jagah se hatne lage.
Kael ne paseena pochhte hue kaha,
"Ab agar kisi ne mujhe nashta na khilaya na... to main isi meydan mein gir jaunga."

Rhyas ne jawab diya,
"Tum larte kam ho... bolte zyada ho."

Kael hans pada.
"Bolne mein bhi taqat lagti hai."

Vaelan aur Zyren ek dusre ko dekh kar muskura diye.
Chaaron dost Thaerak se bahar nikle aur mahal ki taraf chal diye.

---

Ruuneth ke mahal ke andar aaj bhi kal ki shaadi ki ronak baqi thi.
Mahal ke sab se bade deewan khane mein shahi nashta saj chuka tha.

Yeh deewan itna wasee tha ke do sau afrad aaram se ek sath baith sakte thay.
Buland sangi sutoon.
Chhat se latakte noor ke fanus.
Deewaron par Ruuneth ke purkhon ki naqashi.
Beech mein lambi sang-e-marmar ki mezain.
Har mez par rang birange anguron ke gucchay.
Surkh seb.
Meethay anaar.
Baghon se laye gaye taza phal.
Mukhtalif mashroobat jo baagh ke phalon se tayyar ki gayi thin.

Aur sab se aakhir mein...
Hiran ke gosht ka rogni shorba.
Ruuneth mein kaha jata tha:

"Jis ne subah ka rogni shorba piya... uska jism din bhar pahad ki tarah mazboot rehta hai."

Deewan ke ek sire par takht bana hua tha.
Us takht par baithne wale hukmaran ko Aerythaan mein "Thoryor" kaha jata tha.

Thor = Takht.
Yor = Malik ya Nigehbaan.

Yani...
"Takht ka nigehbaan."
Aaj us takht par Vaelan ke walid, Thoryor Azel Ruun, shaan se baithe thay.

Unke chehre par sakhti bhi thi aur hikmat bhi.

Unke barabar mein baithi thin Ruuneth ki malika.
Qile aur tamam shahi nizaam ki muhafiz.
Aerythaan mein unka laqab tha...

"Vaelora."

Ma'ni:
"Qile aur khandan ki nigehbaan."

Unka naam tha...
Elyra Vaelora.

Unki nigah sirf khane par nahi hoti thi.
Do sau afrad ke is azeem deewan mein kis mehman ko kya chahiye...
Kaun mehman kis qile se aya hai...
Kaun si mez par kis cheez ki kami hai...
Sab unki nazar mein tha.
Ek taraf tamam mard aur jawan baithte thay.
Doosri taraf aurtein aur larkiyan.
Beech mein khidmatgar khamoshi se aate jate rehte.

Vaelan ne andar dakhil hote hi tamam buzurgon ko adab se jhuk kar kaha,

"Aelun."
Aur deewan mein maujood kai awaazon ne ek sath jawab diya...

"Aelun."

Vaelan ne pehle apne walid, Thoryor Azel Ruun ke haath ko adab se chuma. Azel Ruun ne uske kandhe par haath rakha.
"Aj bhi Thaerak mein sab ko hara diya?"

Kael Varun foran beech mein bol pada.
"Thoryor... humein to lagta hai Vaelan bachpan se hi dhoka deta aa raha hai."

Puri mez par halki si hansi goonj uthi.

Azel Ruun ne muskurate hue poocha,
"Dhoka? Kaise?"

Kael ne sanjeedgi ka naatak karte hue kaha,
"Yeh raat ko chhup kar sitaron se mashwara karta hoga."

Rhyas ne foran jawab diya,
"Nahi... kitabon se."

Ab ki baar Zyren bhi muskura diya.
Vaelan ne sir hilaya.

"Tum log kabhi nahi sudhro ge."
Kael ne hans kar kaha,

"Jab tak tum jeette rahoge, hum bhi nahi sudhrenge."
Sab hans pade.

Thoryor Azel Ruun ne ishara kiya aur khidmatgaron ne nashta pesh karna shuru kar diya.

Hiran ke rogni shorbe ki mehak poore deewan mein phail gayi.
Sunehri pyalon mein phalon se tayyar ki gayi mashroobat daali gayin.
Angoor ke itne rang thay ke mehman unke naam tak nahi jante thay.
Surkh...
Sabz...
Sunehri...
Aur gehre jamni rang ke gucchay sang-e-marmar ki mez par sajay hue thay.

Vaelan ke qareeb uske tamam cousin baithe thay.
Kuch Ruuneth ke asli khandan se thay.
Aur kuch aise bhi thay jo dusre qilon se is gharane mein Aelvar ke zariye shamil hue thay.

Ruuneth ki purani riwayat yahi thi.
Malik-ul-Azal ne insaanon ko alag alag qabeelon mein paida kiya tha...

Magar unke nazdeek izzat nasab se nahi...
Kirdar se hoti thi.
Isi liye Ruuneth ke buzurg aksar dusre qilon se bhi rishtay qaim karte thay.
Unka yaqeen tha...
"Jahan bharosa Malik-ul-Azal par ho, wahan khoon ki deewarein nahi banayi jatin."

Vaelan ki nazar deewan ke doosre sire par baithe mehman hukmaranon par padi.
Atheron ka hukmaran.
Vaelor ka hukmaran.
Khaelor ka hukmaran.
Aur kuch aur shahi khandan.
Sab apne apne libaas aur nishan ke sath maujood thay.
Unke darmiyan guftagu chal rahi thi.
Kahin tijarat ki baat ho rahi thi.
Kahin naye baagh lagane ki.
Kahin sarhadi nigraani ki.

Vaelan adab ke sath unke paas gaya.
Har hukmaran ne usko mubarakbaad di.

Ek buzurg hukmaran ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Vaelan... suna hai tum purani kitabon se zyada mohabbat karte ho."

Vaelan ne adab se jawab diya,
"Kitaben kabhi jhoot nahi boltin... sirf unhein samajhne wala kam milta hai."

Buzurg hukmaran ne gehri nazar se usay dekha.
"Bas isi aadat se dar lagta hai."

Vaelen: "Dar?"

Buzurg: "Har sach... sukoon nahi deta."

Vaelan kuch bolne hi wala tha ke uske walid ne doosre mehman se baat shuru kar di aur guftagu ka rukh badal gaya.

---

Deewan ke doosre hissay mein Naerya apni saas, Vaelora Elyra ke qareeb baithi thi.
Elyra har mez par nazar rakh rahi thi.
Kis mehman ko kya darkar hai...
Kaun si khidmatgar kis taraf jayegi...
Sab unke ishare par chal raha tha.
Naerya ki nazar achanak ek jawan aurat par ja kar ruki.

Uska chehra khoobsurat tha...
Magar uski muskurahat aankhon tak nahi pahunch rahi thi.
Woh baaki aurton ki tarah hans to rahi thi...
Lekin uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si thakan basi hui thi.

Naerya uske paas gayi.
"Aelun."

Aurat ne halka sa sar jhukaya.
"Aelun."

"Main Naeryya hun."

"Main Sylra."

Dono ne chand mamooli baatein ki.
Lekin Naeryya ko mehsoos hua ke Sylra har baat soch samajh kar kar rahi hai.
Jaise woh apne dil ka darwaza band rakhna chahti ho.

Naeryya ne muskurate hue kaha,

"Agar tum chaho... nashtay ke baad mere kamre mein aa jana ya main ajao gi."

Sylra ne pehli dafa dil se muskurane ki koshish ki.
"Main aaungi."

---

Nashta khatam hua.
Mehman apni apni guftagu mein masroof ho gaye.
Kuch baagh ki taraf nikal gaye.
Kuch mahal ke burjon ki sair karne lage.
Aur kuch Thoryor Azel Ruun ke sath deewan mein baith kar qilon ke mustaqbil par mashwara karne lage.

---

Isi waqt...
Ruuneth se kai meel door...

Ek sunsaan wadi mein ghore ki taiz taapon ki awaaz goonj uthi.
Ek sawar gard udata hua pahari raste se guzra.
Usne siyah chadar odh rakhi thi.
Chehra dhaka hua tha.
Kuch hi der mein woh ek purani ghaar ke samne ruk gaya.

Andar wohi naqab posh log maujood thay.
Unhone sar jhuka diya.
Sawar ne dheere dheere apna naqab utara.

Uska chehra sakht tha.
Aankhen sard.
Honton par halki si muskurahat.
Ye tha...
Thoryn.

Thoryn ne un sab ko dekha.
"Kya tumhara kaam ho gaya?"

Ek naqab posh ne adab se jawab diya.
"Haan... Thoryn."
"Humne un logon ko Rizaan ke paas jane se rok diya."
"Sirf itna hi nahi..."
"Humne unhein doosron ko bhi rokne ke liye razi kar liya hai."

Thoryn ke honton par dheemi si muskurahat ubhri.
Usne aasman ki taraf dekha.
"Beej bo diya gaya hai..."
Phir usne apni ungliyon mein ek safed moti ghumaya.
"Aur jab beej zameen pakad leta hai..."
"...to darakht banne se koi nahi rok sakta."
Uski hansi dheere dheere ghaar mein goonj uthi.
Khamosh...
Magar dehshat se bhari hui.
Naqab posh bhi uske sath muskurane lage.

Unhein andaza bhi nahi tha...
Ke jis fitne ka beej boya gaya tha...
Woh sirf chaar logon tak mehdood nahi rehne wala tha.

Aur door...

Ruuneth Qila apni shaan ke sath ab bhi waise hi khara tha...
Be-khabar...
Ke uski deewaron ki taraf andhera pehla qadam utha chuka hai.

---

Naerya abhi bethi thi k kamre me dastak hoi, sylra ijazat le kar andar aa gyi,
Pehle kuch der dono khamosh baithi rahin.

Kamre ki khirki se aati halki dhoop sang-e-marmar ke farsh par phail rahi thi, lekin Sylra ke chehre par andhera ab bhi utna hi gehra tha.

Naeryya ne dheemi awaaz mein poocha,
“Tumhari aankhon mein itna dard kyun hai, Sylra?”

Sylra ki palkon ne laraz kar aansuon ko rokna chaha, magar woh na ruk sake.
“Tum Ruuneth se ho… is liye shayad tum samajh bhi na sako.”

Naeryya uske qareeb aa kar baith gayi.
“Koshish to kar sakti hun.”

Sylra ne gehri saans li.
“Hamare qile mein Aelvar ab rawayat nahi raha… ek sauda ban chuka hai.”

Naeryya ki bhawein sikud gayin.

Sylra ki nazar khirki se bahar chali gayi, aur uski aankhon ke saamne guzra hua waqt zinda hone laga.

---
Flashback:
Atheron Qila:

Ek wasee shahi kamra…
Deewaron par qeemti naqashi. Beech mein paanch bade palang. Har palang ke gird bhaari makhmali parde latak rahe thay. Kamra itna bada tha ke kisi mehmaan ko dekh kar hairani hoti, magar us kamre mein rehne walon ke liye woh ek qaid khana tha.

Paanch behne… sab ki shadi ek hi mard se ho chuki thi. Ek hi Aelvar. Ek hi shohar.

Parde nazron ko rok sakte thay… awaazon ko nahi.
Raat dhalti to kamre mein charagh bujha diye jate. Phir sirf khamoshi hoti. Aur us khamoshi ko kuch hi der baad kisi ek parde ke peeche se aati halki si guftagu tod deti.

Roz sirf ek behan ka number hota. Lekin asliyat yeh thi ke humbistari sirf do bari behnon ke saath hota tha. Woh dono ne apne husn, apne arivasha, apne elythara ke gile-shile jaal mein usay aise phansa rakha tha ke woh chhoti teen behnon ke paas kabhi jaane hi nahi paata tha. Bari behnein usay pehle se hi apne qaboo mein le leti thin. Unke parde ke peeche se aane wali awaazein baaki teen ko raat bhar sone nahi deti thin.

Pehli raat…
Bari se bari behan, jiska naam Lira tha, apne parde ke peeche leti thi. Usne pehle hi shohar ko ishare se bulaya. Woh uske paas aaya to Lira ne usay apne soft thighs ke beech kheench liya. Uske lips uske gale se lag kar usay chuma, phir uske arivasha uske haathon mein daba diye. Uske arivasha bade aur naram the, nipples pehle se sakht. Usne uske haath apne arivasha par dabaye rakhe aur dheere se kaha,

“Aaj sirf main… un chhotiyon ko mat sochna…”

Usne uske kaelvyr ko apne haath mein liya. Woh pehle se hard tha. Lira ne usay apne elythara ke upar se ragda, uske wet folds ke beech tip ko phiraya. Phir dheere-dheere uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar ghusne laga. Lira ki awaaz pehli hi dhakke par toot gayi,

“Ahhh… haan… andar… pura… ahhh Lira ki elythara kitni gehli hai na…”

Woh uske upar leti, apne arivasha uske chehre ke upar jhulate hue, uske nipples uske mouth mein thoonsti rahi. Har dhakke ke saath uske elythara se gili awaaz aati, slap-slap, wet. Lira ke moans tez hote gaye,

“Ummph… ahh… aur tez… bas aise hi… meri elythara ko phaad do… ahhh… kaelvyr itna bada… andar tak… haan… haan…”

Uske hips uske against hilte, uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar bar bar dhakka khata. Kabhi woh usay side se letati, apna ek pair uske kandhe par rakh kar uske kaelvyr ko aur gehra lene deti. Kabhi woh uske upar se utar kar apne Nareth ko uske saamne kar deti, lekin phir se elythara hi mangti. Uske Nareth ko uske haath se masalti, lekin asli maza elythara mein hi leti.

“Ahhh… Lira ki elythara tumhari hai… bas yahin raho… un chhotiyon ko mat jaana… ahhh… main unhein nahi jaane dungi… ummph… aur andar… aur…”

Uske moans itne loud the ke baaki chaar palangon par leti behnein aankhen band kar leti. Koi takiye mein chehra chhupa leta. Koi chhat ko takti rehti. Koi aansu ponchti rehti. Sylra apni sab se chhoti behen ka haath mazbooti se pakad leti. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi hotin. Uski chhoti behen dheemi si siskari lekar poochti,

“Api… kya hum mein koi kami hai…?”

Sylra ke paas koi jawab nahi hota. Woh sirf sunti rehti. Lira ke parde ke peeche se aati awaazein kamre ki deewaron se takra kar wapas aati,

“Ahhh… main aa rahi hoon… kaelvyr… elythara… ahhh… haan… pura andar… fill kar do… ahhhhh…”

Lira ki awaaz toot kar loud cry mein badal jati. Uske baad kuch der sirf saansein sunayi deti. Phir woh uske kaelvyr ko phir se hard karti, apne arivasha se usay ragadti, apne elythara mein dubara le leti. Raat bhar yahi chalta. Kabhi slow, kabhi tez. Kabhi woh uske upar, kabhi woh uske neeche. Har baar uske elythara se gili awaaz, uske arivasha ke dabne ki awaaz, aur uske loud moans.

Subah hone se pehle Lira ne usay apne se chipka kar kaha,

“Kal bhi main. Un teen ko mat sochna. Woh sirf dekhne ke liye hain.”

Dusri raat…

Doosri bari behan, Mira. Usne bhi pehle se hi shohar ko apne qaboo mein le liya tha. Lira ne usay ishare se rok diya tha ke chhotiyon ke paas na jaye. Mira ne usay apne parde ke andar kheench liya. Uske arivasha Lira se bhi bade the. Usne usay apne chest pe litaya, apne nipples uske lips mein thoonste hue kaha,

“Aaj Mira ki baari… un chhotiyon ko bhool jao…”

Usne uske kaelvyr ko apne mouth mein liya. Uske lips uske tip ke around tight the, zubaan uske shaft par phirti, kabhi uske balls ko chusti. Phir woh usay neeche leti, apne elythara ke upar se uske kaelvyr ko ragadti, tip ko apne wet folds ke beech phirati. Phir dheere-dheere uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar ghusne laga. Mira ki awaaz pehli hi sankh se toot gayi,

“Ummph… ahhh… itna gehra… Mira ki elythara… ahhh… pura… bas aise hi…”

Woh uske upar se uthi, uske kaelvyr ko apne elythara mein baithaye hue upar-neeche hone lagi. Uske arivasha uske chehre ke upar jhulte, nipples uske mouth mein chusaye jate. Har baar jab woh neeche baithti, uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke end tak chhoo jata. Uske moans tez se tez hote,

“Ahhh… haan… aur tez… meri elythara ko phaad do… ahhh… kaelvyr itna bada… andar… fill… ummph… ahhh…”

Kabhi woh usay peeche se letati, apna Nareth uske saamne karti, lekin phir se elythara hi mangti. Uske Nareth ko uske haath se masalti, lekin asli maza elythara mein hi leti. Uske hips tez-tez hilte, uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar bar bar dhakka khata, wetness ki awaaz kamre mein gunjti.

“Ahhh… Mira ki elythara tumhari hai… bas yahin raho… un chhotiyon ko mat jaana… main unhein nahi jaane dungi… ahhh… aur andar… aur… haan… haan…”

Baaki behnein phir se aankhen band kar leti. Sylra apni chhoti behen ka haath aur mazbooti se pakad leti. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi hotin. Uski chhoti behen dheemi si siskari lekar poochti,

“Api… woh humare pas kabhi nahi aayenge…?”

Sylra ke paas phir koi jawab nahi hota. Woh sirf sunti rehti. Mira ke parde ke peeche se aati awaazein kamre ki deewaron se takra kar wapas aati,

“Ahhh… main aa rahi hoon… kaelvyr… elythara… ahhh… haan… pura andar… fill kar do… ahhhhh…”

Mira ki awaaz toot kar loud cry mein badal jati. Uske baad kuch der sirf saansein sunayi deti. Phir woh uske kaelvyr ko phir se hard karti, apne arivasha se usay ragadti, apne elythara mein dubara le leti. Raat bhar yahi chalta. Kabhi slow, kabhi tez. Kabhi woh uske upar, kabhi woh uske neeche. Har baar uske elythara se gili awaaz, uske arivasha ke dabne ki awaaz, aur uske loud moans.

Kabhi-kabhi jab shohar chhoti behnon ki taraf dekhne ki koshish karta, to Lira ya Mira usay pehle se hi rok deti. Unke parde ke peeche se unki awaaz aati,

“Nahi… aaj nahi… unhein mat jao… meri elythara abhi bhi gehli hai… aao…”

Woh usay wapas kheench leti, apne arivasha uske chehre par daba deti, apne elythara mein uska kaelvyr dubara utaar leti. Unke moans phir se shuru ho jate,

“Ahhh… bas yahin… sirf hamare paas… un chhotiyon ko mat sochna… ahhh… kaelvyr… elythara… haan… haan…”

Teesri, chauthi, paanchvi raat… chhoti behnon ka number aata to bari behnein pehle se hi shohar ko apne qaboo mein le chuki hoti. Woh usay unke paas jaane se rok deti. Kabhi-kabhi jab woh zabardasti unke paas jaane ki koshish karta, to Lira ya Mira usay peeche se pakad kar wapas le aati. Unke parde ke peeche phir se unke loud moans shuru ho jate,

“Ahhh… bas yahan raho… sirf hamare paas… unki elythara ki zaroorat nahi… meri elythara tumhari hai… ahhh… kaelvyr… andar… fill… ummph…”

Unke thighs uske around tight, unke hips uske against hilte, unke wet folds uske kaelvyr ko bar bar nigalte. Unke moans itne zor ke the ke kamre ki deewarein bhi goonj uthti. Chhoti behnein takiye mein chehra chhupa kar siskari leti. Sylra apni sab se chhoti behen ko apne se chipka leti, uske aansu ponchti, lekin khud bhi aansu rok nahi paati.

Har subah woh paanchon ek hi kamre se nikalti thin. Libaas shahi hota. Chehron par muskurahat sajai jati. Magar unki aankhon ki be-rang khamoshi kisi se chhupi na rehti. Mahal ke log samajhte thay ke yeh qurbani rawayat ke liye hai. Lekin Sylra har din mehsoos karti thi ke rawayat ke naam par kisi ne unke dilon ko qaid kar diya hai. Bari behnein apne husn ke jaal mein shohar ko aise phansa rakhti thin ke chhoti teen behnon ko sirf awaazein hi sunne ko milti thin. Unke elythara ki tarap, unke arivasha ki bhook, unke dil ki siskari… sab parde ke peeche chhup jati. Sirf Lira aur Mira ke loud moans kamre mein goonjte rehte.

Kabhi-kabhi raat ke beech mein jab Lira ya Mira ki awaaz thodi dheemi padti, to Sylra sochti ke shayad ab unka number aayega. Lekin phir se wohi awaaz,

“Ahhh… aur ek baar… meri elythara abhi bhi chahati hai… aao… unhein mat jao…”

Aur phir se wet awaazein, slap-slap, loud moans. Raat bhar yahi. Subah tak chhoti behnein ansoo se sisakte hue pyar ko tarapti aur machalti rehti thin. Unke elythara gehle hote, unke arivasha sakht, lekin koi unke paas nahi aata. Bari behnein unhein dekh kar muskura deti, jaise keh rahi hon ke yeh sab unka haq hai.

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Flashback toot gaya.

Naeryya ki aankhon se bhi aansu beh nikle. Usne aage badh kar Sylra ke dono haath apne haathon mein le liye.

“Malik-ul-Azal ne insaan ko izzat di hai… uska dard nahi.”

Sylra ne tooti hui muskurahat ke sath poocha,

“Phir hamare sath yeh sab kyun hua?”

Naeryya ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha,

“Kyun ke jab log Malik-ul-Azal ke qanoon se zyada apni khwahishon ko qanoon bana lete hain… tab isi tarah zulm paida hota hai.”

Sylra ki palkon se ek aur aansu tapak pada.

“Kya kabhi yeh sab badlega?”

Naeryya ne usay apni baahon mein bhar liya.

“Main wada to nahi kar sakti… lekin itna yaqeen hai ke jhooth hamesha nahi jeetta. Aur jab tak sach ki talash karne wale log zinda hain… umeed bhi zinda hai.”

Kamre mein phir khamoshi chha gayi.

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Ruuneth Qila ke purane hissay mein ek aisi jagah thi jahan aam logon ke qadam bohat kam parte thay.
Woh jagah thi...

Ruuneth ki qadim library.
Qile ki baqi imaraton se mukhtalif, yeh library zameen ke andar kai manzilon tak phaili hui thi. Sang-e-marmar ki purani seedhiyan neeche ki taraf jati thin. Deewaron par jalti hui roshniyan hawa ke baghair bhi halki halki larazti rehti thin, jaise woh bhi sadiyon purane raazon ki hifazat kar rahi hon.

Har taraf kitaben thin.
Kuch itni purani ke unke warq waqt ki gard se peelay par chuke thay.
Kuch par Aerythaan ke woh alfaaz likhe thay jo ab aam zuban ka hissa nahi rahe thay.
Kuch kitabon par sirf purane nishan thay...
Jaise unhein likhne wala apna naam bhi waqt ke hawale kar gaya ho.

Vaelan Ruun ek purani sangi mez ke paas baitha tha.
Uske samne kai kitaben khuli hui thin.
Ek haath mein uska bareek bini wala chashma tha jo woh purane warq ke chhote se chhote nishan dekhne ke liye istemal karta tha.

Uski ungli ek purane safhe par ruk gayi.
Wahan ek jumla Aerythaan mein likha tha:

"Vareth nai zyren aelun..."
Vaelan ne dheemi awaaz mein parhna shuru kiya.
"Taqdeer waqt se alag nahi..."

Usne apni diary kholi aur kuch alfaaz likhne laga.
Uski aadat thi ke woh har baat ko sirf sun kar qabool nahi karta tha.
Woh dhoondta tha.
Samajhta tha.
Phir yaqeen karta tha.
Usne doosri kitab kholi.
Phir teesri.

Phir ek bohat purani kitab nikali jo baqi sab se zyada purani lag rahi thi.
Uske cover par sirf ek nishan bana hua tha.
Ek daira...
Jiske andar ek toota hua sitara tha.
Vaelan ne usay dekh kar bhonwen sikor leen.

"Yeh nishan..."
Usne apni ungli us par rakhi.
"Yeh to purane rizaan / Aethari record mein tha."

Usne kitab kholi.
Pehle kuch safhe khaali thay.
Phir achanak purane alfaaz samne aaye.

"Jab rawayat kamzor hoti hain, nizaam mein darar paida hoti hai."

Vaelan ki nazar agle jumle par gayi.
"Fitna hamesha talwar lekar nahi aata... kabhi kabhi woh insaan ko uski apni khwahishon ke zariye badalta hai."

Vaelan khamosh ho gaya.
Usne kitab aur qareeb kar li.
Aage likha tha:

"Azrakh ka pehla qadam ilm tha."

Uska dil ek lamhe ke liye ruk sa gaya.
Azrakh.

Yeh naam usne pehle bhi suna tha.
Magar hamesha aadhi kahaniyon mein.
Kisi purane buzurg ki zuban se.
Kisi purani kitab ke hawale se.
Lekin aaj pehli dafa woh naam kisi wazeh record mein likha tha.

Vaelan ne parhna jari rakha.

"Azrakh ne ilm ko burai nahi samjha. Usne ilm ko apna haq samjha."

"Usne kaha ke agar insaan waqt ke raaz ko samajh le, to woh apni qismat khud likh sakta hai."

Vaelan ki aankhon mein gehri soch aa gayi.
Waqt.
Taqdeer.
Ikhtiyar.
Yeh woh sawalat thay jo hamesha uske zehan mein rehte thay.

Usne agla safha palta.
Lekin wahan sirf ek jumla tha.

"Waqt amanat hai... milkiyat nahi."

Vaelan ne is jumle ko kai martaba parha.
Jaise woh alfaaz kisi purane likhne wale ki awaaz ban kar uske kaan mein goonj rahe hon.

Usne dheere se kaha,

"Agar yeh sach hai... to phir log isay bhool kyun gaye?"

Library ki khamoshi ne koi jawab nahi diya.
Sirf purane warq ki halki si awaaz aayi.
Vaelan ne aur kitaben kholni shuru ki.

Usne Azrakh ke bare mein mazeed dhoondna shuru kiya.
Kuch jagahon par uska zikr tha...
Magar har jagah ek hi baat thi.
Azrakh ilm ka dushman nahi tha.
Woh ilm ka ghulam ban gaya tha.

Usay yaqeen ho gaya tha ke jis ke paas ilm hai, us ke paas hukm hona chahiye.
Aur yahin se uska rasta badal gaya tha.

Vaelan ne kitab band ki.
Uski nazar library ki buland almariyon par gayi.

Hazaron kitaben.
Hazaron raaz.
Aur un sab ke darmiyan ek sawal...
"Kya insaan sach ko samajhne ke liye paida hua hai..."

"Ya sach par qabza karne ke liye?"

Usi waqt library ke bahar se halki si ghanti ki awaaz aayi.
Vaelan ne sar uthaya.
Woh qile ki aam ghanti nahi thi.
Woh purane hisse ki ghanti thi.
Jo sirf tab bajti thi jab koi qadim record khola jata tha.

Vaelan dheere se khara hua.
Uski nazar dobara us purani kitab par gayi.
Us kitab ke aakhri safhe par ab ek naya jumla nazar aa raha tha...

Jo pehle wahan nahi tha.

"Jis din waqt ka raaz dobara jagay ga..."

"Us din Azrakh ka saya bhi wapas lautay ga."

Vaelan ki aankhen us jumle par jam gayin.
Aur pehli dafa...
Sach Dhundne Wale ko mehsoos hua...

Ke shayad kuch raaz sirf dhoondne ke liye nahi hote.

Kuch raaz...

Insaan ko dhoond lete hain.

Episode 2 ---- Khatam

 

[Qasai]

Apni qeemti lafzo se agah zror kijye ga, k apko yeh story kesi lag rahi hai,

 

[Qasai]

Dosto janta hun k apko sirf sex pasnd hoga, lekin story k sath sex read krne ka maza hi alag hai, ek bar try kar k dekhiye, apko sex story k andar dhundna chaye... Story me apke liye update ka intezam hota rahe ga par story me sex hoga, na k sex me story,

 

[Satoshi Nakamoto]

Ek naye Concept k sath hazir hun dosto, me koi likhaari nahi hun, lekin me chahta hun me likhun, lekin me akele yeh nahi kar sakta, is me jab tak apki madad shamil na ho gi me yeh nahi kar sakta, me bilkul ek alag duniya banana chahta hun, wahan ki chizen hi alag hogi, umid hai ap mera sath do gy, or comments lazmi kro gy,

Acha idea hai i like it

 

[Satoshi Nakamoto]

Introduction:

Dhaarem Ek Duniya hai,
Yahan k Log "Aerythaan" Zuban bolte hai, yeh koi prithvi ki bhasha nahi hai, balke mene khud banayi hai,

Yeh Duniya kese mukhtalif hai, to wo hum story se jane gy,

Update: 1


Episode 1

Ruuneth Qila ka Aelvar (Aelvar Yani Ek ahed ya wada kehlata hai, Jo Larka or Larki apas me krte) yani shadi

Dhaarem ki sarzameen par aadha din guzar chuka tha.

Suraj aasman ke darmiyan apni roshni bikher raha tha, lekin uski garmi mein bhi Ruuneth Qila ke gird phaila hua azeem baagh ek thandi saans ki tarah mehsoos hota tha.

Yeh aam baagh nahi tha.

Yeh Ruuneth ka dil tha.

Qile ki buland deewaron se bahar tak phaila hua yeh baagh apni khoobsurati aur be-shumar naimaton ki wajah se poori Dhaarem mein mashhoor tha. Door door tak phailay hue darakht, rang birange phool, shaffaf pani ke chashme aur har mausam ke phal is jagah ko ek alag hi duniya bana dete thay.

Angoor ki belen purane sangi raaston ke dono taraf phaili hui thin. Un par latakte hue rangin phal dhoop mein chamak rahe thay. Kuch darakhton par laal surkh phal lage thay, kuch par sunehri rang ke, aur kuch aise thay jin ke bare mein aam log sirf kahaniyon mein sunte thay.

Baagh ke darmiyan ek purana chashma behta tha jiska pani itna saaf tha ke neeche pade pathar bhi saaf nazar aate thay. Log kehte thay ke yeh chashma Ruuneth ki bunyaad se bhi purana hai.

Hawa jab phoolon aur phalon ki khushbu lekar chalti to mehsoos hota jaise poora baagh kisi khamosh dua mein masroof ho.

Isi azeem baagh ke peeche, pahari zameen par khara tha...

Ruuneth Qila.

Ruuneth.

Ek aisa naam jo sirf ek qile ka naam nahi tha.

Ruun ka matlab tha ilm.

Eth ka matlab tha maqam.

Ilm ka maqam.

Raazon ka mehfooz ghar.

Qile ki deewarein aam pathron se nahi bani thin. Un par purane naqsh khuday hue thay. Aerythaan ke alfaaz, sitaron ke nishan aur purane zamano ki alamatain un deewaron par maujood thin.

Har burj apni ek kahani rakhta tha.

Har darwaza kisi guzre hue daur ki gawahi deta tha.

Ruuneth Qila un qilon mein se tha jahan daulat ke sath ilm ki bhi hifazat ki jati thi.

Aaj us qile ki deewarein bhi jaise khushi mana rahi thin.

Har taraf sajawat thi.

Safed aur surkh kapron se raste sajaye gaye thay. Phoolon ki lariyan qile ke darwazon se lekar andar ke mahal tak lagai gayi thin. Roshni ke diye din ke waqt bhi jal rahe thay, kyun ke aaj raat Ruuneth mein sirf ek raat nahi honi thi...

Aaj ek yaadgar raat honi thi.

Qile ke andar har shakhs masroof tha.

Khidmatgar shahi mehfil ki tayyari kar rahe thay.

Bawarchi khanon mein ajeeb o ghareeb zaiqon ke khane tayyar kar rahe thay.

Baghban aakhri martaba phoolon ki tarteeb dekh rahe thay.

Aur sipahi qile ke darwazon par kharay har aane wale mehman ka istaqbal karne ke liye tayyar thay.

Kyunkay aaj Ruuneth ke waris ki shaadi thi.

Vaelan Ruun.( Hero)

Woh shakhs jise log ek aur naam se jante thay.

"Sach Dhundne Wala."

Vaelan sirf Ruuneth ka waris nahi tha.

Uski fitrat mein ek ajeeb talash thi.

Jahan dusre log kisi baat ko sirf is liye maan lete thay ke woh purani thi, Vaelan uski asal wajah dhoondta tha.

Woh aksar purani kitabon ke darmiyan ghanton guzar deta.

Purane naqshon ko dekhta.

Aerythaan (Duniya) ke bhoolay hue alfaaz par gaur karta.

Uske liye har raaz ek darwaza tha...

Aur har darwaza ek nayi haqeeqat ki taraf le jata tha.

Lekin aaj woh kitabon aur raazon se door tha.

Aaj woh ek naye safar ki taraf ja raha tha.


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Dopahar dhalne lagi to Ruuneth ke darwazon par pehla shahi qafila nazar aya.

Door se ghodon ki chaal aur parchamon ki harkat dikhai dene lagi.

Pehle qareebi qilon ke hukmaran aaye.
Phir unke baad unke khandan.
Har qila apni pehchan ke sath aya tha.
Kisi ke libaas par jang ki alamat thi.
Kisi ke parcham par ilm ka nishan.
Kisi ke sath tajir thay aur kisi ke sath purane khandani sipahi.
Ruuneth ke darwaze har mehman ke liye khul gaye.
Aaj koi sirf mehman nahi tha.
Aaj har shakhs is azeem jashan ka hissa tha.
Qile ke andar awaazain goonj rahi thin.

"Aelun." Yani Salam.
Aerythaan zuban ka yeh lafz har mehman ki zuban par tha.
Log ek dusre ka istaqbal kar rahe thay.

"Bohat arsa hua Vaer."
"Dost, tumhara safar kaisa raha?"
Har taraf khushi thi.

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Lekin unhi mehmanon ke darmiyan kuch chehre aise bhi thay jo khamosh thay.
Wo bhi shahi libaas mein aaye thay.
Unke sath unke gharane thay.
Unke chehron par muskurahat thi.
Magar unke dilon mein ek aur soch zinda thi.
Wo Azrakh(Dusri makhlooq ka sardar) ke perokaar thay.
Duniya unhein nahi janti thi.
Unke naam izzat wale thay.
Unke gharane purane thay.

Lekin unke riwayat mein ek tabdeeli aa chuki thi.
Wo samajhte thay ke khoon ki lakeer har cheez se zyada aham hai.
Unke kuch bade qilon mein aise rishte qaim ho chuke thay jahan ek mard ke sath kai betiyon ke rishtay bandhe jate thay.

Unka yaqeen tha:
"Khandan bachna chahiye, chahe dil toot jaye."
Aur kisi ko maloom nahi tha ke yeh soch dheere dheere kis taraf ja rahi thi.
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Sham hone lagi.
Aur Ruuneth Qila roshniyon mein doob gaya.

Aasmaan par suraj ki aakhri kirnen thin jab shahi dawat shuru hui.
Lambe dastarkhwan bichaye gaye.
Har qism ke khane sajaye gaye.
Shikar ke gosht se bane lazeez pakwan.
Masalon se tayyar kiye gaye purane Ruuneth ke khaas khane.
Aur baagh ke phalon se tayyar ki gayi rang birangi mashroobat.
Kisi ka zaiqa meetha tha.
Kisi mein phalon ki khushbu thi.
Kisi mein purane baghon ki yaad thi.
Mehman hans rahe thay.
Guftagu kar rahe thay.
Aur Ruuneth ki raat roshan hoti ja rahi thi.

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Isi waqt qile ke ek kamre ka darwaza khula.
Teen chehre andar aaye.
Kael Varun.
Rhyas Thaal.
Aur Zyren Vaelor.

Vaelan (Hero) ke sab se qareebi dost.

Kael muskuraya.
"Aakhir tum tayyar ho hi gaye."

Rhyas hans kar bola.
"Humne socha tha shayad Sach Dhundne Wala aaj bhi kisi purani kitab mein kho jaye ga."

Zyren ne muskurate hue kaha.
"Ya phir kisi raaz ko shaadi se zyada zaroori samajh lega."

Vaelan ne un teenon ko dekha aur halki muskurahat uske chehre par aa gayi.
"Har cheez ka apna waqt hota hai."
Kael hans pada.
"Aaj bas ek hi cheez ka waqt hai."

Vaelan ne poocha:
"Kya?"

Kael ne jawab diya:
"Khush hone ka."

Teenon dost Vaelan ko mehfil ki taraf le gaye.

Aur phir...
Vaelan ki nazar us par padi.

Naerya.
Maroon rang ke shahi libaas mein khari Naerya aaj kisi khubsurat tasveer ki taraahi thi.

Lekin Vaelan ko sirf uska husn nazar nahi aya.
Uski aankhon mein woh sukoon nazar aya jo har talash karne wale insan ko kabhi na kabhi milta hai.
Ek lamhe ke liye...

Sach Dhundne Wala khamosh ho gaya.

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Vaelan kuch lamhon tak sirf Naerya ko dekhta raha.
Mehfil ki awaazein jaise door chali gayi thin.
Sangeet chal raha tha, log baatein kar rahe thay, qile ke andar roshniyan jagmaga rahi thin, magar us pal Vaelan ke liye sab kuch dhundla sa ho gaya tha.

Naerya ne jab uski nazar mehsoos ki to usne halka sa sar jhukaya.
Uske chehre par ek sharmili muskurahat aayi.
Vaelan ke qadam khud ba khud uski taraf barhne lage.

Naerya sirf khoobsurati ka naam nahi thi.

Woh Ruuneth ke liye ek purani pehchan rakhti thi. Uski parvarish bhi isi qile ki riwayaton ke darmiyan hui thi. Woh Vaelan ki bua ki beti thi, aur dono bachpan se ek dusre ko jante thay.

Magar aaj ka din alag tha.
Aaj woh sirf bachpan ke sathi nahi thay.

Aaj woh ek naye ahad mein dakhil hone wale thay.
Dono apne apne ghar ke iklote waris thay.

Isi liye unka rishta sirf do dilon ka nahi tha, balki do naslon ki zimmedari bhi tha.
Mehfil dheere dheere khamosh hone lagi.
Qile ke buzurg, khandan ke afrad aur tamam mehman us jagah jama hone lage jahan Aerythaan riwayat ke mutabiq Aelvar ki rasam ada honi thi.

Aelvar.(Yani Shadi)
Ruuneth ki purani rasam.
Yeh sirf shaadi ka elaan nahi hota tha.

Yeh do logon ka apni marzi se ek dusre ke sath chalne ka ahad hota tha.
Shahi hall ke darmiyan ek purana naqsh bana hua tha.

Do halqay.
Jo darmiyan se judte thay.
Ek halqa Vaelan ki taraf tha.
Ek Naerya ki taraf.

Aur jab dono ek sath kharay hue to dono halqay ek mukammal nishan ban gaye.
Qile ke buzurg ne Aerythaan mein alfaaz ada kiye.

"Aeth (Rooh) gawah hai."

"Thaar (Noor) gawah hai."

Phir Naerya ki taraf dekha gaya.
Ek buzurg ne poocha:

"Naerya, kya tum apni raza se is Aelvar mein dakhil hoti ho?"

Hall mein khamoshi chha gayi.
Naerya ne Vaelan ki taraf dekha.

Phir puray yaqeen ke sath jawab diya:
"Main is Aelvar par razamand hun."

Buzurg ne dobara poocha:
"Naerya, kya tum apni raza se is ahad ko qabool karti ho?"

Naerya ne kaha:
"Main is Aelvar par razamand hun."

Teesri martaba sawal hua.
Aur teesri martaba bhi uski awaaz wazeh thi.
"Main is Aelvar par razamand hun."

Phir Vaelan ki taraf dekha gaya.
"Vaelan Ruun, kya tum apni raza se is Aelvar mein dakhil hote ho?"

Vaelan ne gehri saans li.
Uski aankhon mein sakoon tha.
"Main is Aelvar par razamand hun."

Dobara sawal hua.
Jawab wahi tha.
"Main is Aelvar par razamand hun."

Teesri martaba...
"Main is Aelvar par razamand hun."
Us lamhe Ruuneth Qila talion aur khushi ki awaazon se goonj utha.

Aelvar mukammal ho chuka tha.

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Uske baad raat phir se jashan mein badal gayi.
Mashroobat ke piyale uthaye gaye.
Khane dobara lagaye gaye.
Sangeet phir se bajne laga.
Ruuneth ki awaam apne waris ki khushi mein shareek thi.

Bachay qile ke raston par khushi se bhaag rahe thay.
Buzurg purani yaadein suna rahe thay.
Aur mehman apne apne andaaz mein is shaandar raat ka hissa ban rahe thay.

Vaelan aur Naerya kuch der ke liye mehfil se door kharay thay.
Naerya ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha:

"Aaj sab kuch badal gaya hai."
Vaelan muskuraya.

"Badla hai?"
Naerya ne uski taraf dekha.
"Haan... ab tumhari talash sirf tumhari nahi rahi."

Vaelan ne poocha:
"Phir kis ki ho gayi?"

Naerya ne muskurate hue kaha:
"Ab tumhari har talash mein mera bhi hissa hai."

Vaelan kuch dair khamosh raha.
Phir bola:

"Shayad pehli dafa mujhe koi aisa mila hai jiske sath mujhe kuch dhoondna nahi... bas rehna hai."

Naerya ke chehre par muskurahat aa gayi.

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Raat gehri ho chuki thi.
Ruuneth Qila dheere dheere khamosh hone laga.
Mashaalon ki roshni ab bhi jal rahi thi.
Magar mehfil ka shor kam ho chuka tha.

Shahi kamre ko phoolon aur roshniyon se sajaya gaya tha.
Deewaron par purane naqsh bane thay.
Khwab jaisi khushbu hawa mein phaili hui thi.
Naerya kamre mein Vaelan ka intezar kar rahi thi.
Kuch dair baad darwaza khula.
Vaelan andar aya.
Dono kuch lamhon tak khamosh rahe.
Kabhi kabhi alfaaz ki zaroorat nahi hoti.
Sirf kisi ka paas hona kaafi hota hai.
Vaelan uske qareeb aya.
Dono ne der tak baat ki.
Bachpan ki.
Apne khwabon ki.
Aane wali zindagi ki.
Naerya ne usse kaha:

"Tum hamesha sach dhoondte rehte ho."

Vaelan muskuraya.
"Aur aaj?"

Naerya ne kaha:
"Aaj shayad tumhe ek sach mil gaya hai."

Vaelan ne uski aankhon mein dekha.

Vaelan ne dheere se Naerya ke mathe ko chuma. Uske honth uski naram jild par thehre, jaise koi purani dua ada kar raha ho. Naerya ki aankhein band thin, lekin uske labon par ek halki muskurahat thi. Kamre mein phoolon ki khushbu aur mashaalon ki naram roshni thi. Deewaron par bane purane naqsh jaise un dono ko dekh rahe thay.

Vaelan ne uska chehra apne dono haathon mein liya.
“Aaj se… hum ek hain,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.

Naerya ne aankhein kholin. Uske nainon mein wohi sukoon tha jo Vaelan ko pehli nazar mein mila tha.
“Haan… ab se har saans tumhari hai.”

Vaelan ke honth dheere dheere uske labon tak pahunche. Pehla chumma naram tha, jaise koi nayi kitaab ka pehla safha khol raha ho. Phir woh gehra hota gaya. Naerya ke lab khule, uski zubaan Vaelan ki zubaan se mili. Un dono ki saansein ek dusre mein ghulne lagin. Vaelan ke haath Naerya ke kamar par thehre, phir dheere dheere uske shahi libaas ke band kholne lage.

Maroon rang ka kapda uske kandhon se sarakta gaya. Uske avarisha(chuchiya) dheere se nazar aaye—gol, naram, aur roshni mein chamakte hue. Vaelan ne unhein dekha, phir apne honthon se unhein chhua. Pehle ek, phir doosra. Uske lab avarisha(boobs) ke naram gosht par thehre, zubaan se unhein geela kiya, phir halki si daant se dabaya. Naerya ki saans ruki, uske haath Vaelan ke baalon mein ghuss gaye.

“Vaelan…” usne siskari bhare lafz mein kaha.

Vaelan ne uske avarisha ko dono haathon se dabaya, unhein apne munh mein liya, chusa, chaata. Uske nipples uski zubaan ke neeche sakht ho gaye. Naerya ki kamar hilne lagi. Usne Vaelan ke libaas ke buttons khole. Uske seene par haath phira, phir neeche ki taraf.

Vaelan ne uska poora libaas utaar diya. Naerya ab bilkul nangi thi—uska jism roshni mein chamak raha tha. Uske beech mein elythara(chut) naram aur geeli thi, jaise koi chhupi hui chashma. Vaelan ne uske dono pairon ko alag kiya aur uske beech jhuk gaya. Uske honth pehle uske pet par, phir neeche, elythara(chut) ke upar thehre.

Usne zubaan se elythara ko chaata—dheere, gehra, aur phir tez. Naerya ki kamar uchhli. Uske haath chadar ko jakad liye.
“Ahh… Vaelan… aise…”

Vaelan ne uski elythara ke dono labon ko apne honthon se khola, zubaan andar tak daali, uske geele pan ko chaata. Uske haath se ek ungli elythara ke andar daakhli, phir doosri. Woh andar bahar hone lagi, jabke uski zubaan upar ke naram hisse par ghoomti rahi. Naerya ki awaazein kamre mein goonjne lagin—siskariyan, dheemi chill, aur uske naam ki dohraai.

“Main… main bas… aah…”

Vaelan ne uske elythara ko itna gehra chusa ke Naerya ki jaanghein kaampne lagin. Uske pair Vaelan ke kandhon par tight ho gaye. Ek gehra kampan uske jism se guzra—pehla climax. Naerya ki awaaz toot gayi, uske nakhun Vaelan ki peeth mein gads gaye.

Vaelan utha. Usne apna libaas poora utaar diya. Uske kaelvyr (lund) sakht, lamba aur garam tha—roshni mein chamakta hua. Naerya ne usse dekha, aankhein badi ho gayin. Usne haath badhaya aur uske kaelvyr (Lund) ko pakda. Naram ungliyon se upar se neeche tak phira, phir uske munh mein liya. Uske lab kaelvyr ke gird tight ho gaye, zubaan neeche se upar tak chalti rahi. Vaelan ki saans bhari ho gayi. Usne Naerya ke baalon mein haath daala aur dheere dheere uske munh mein aage peeche hone laga.

“Itna gehra… haan…” usne garajte hue kaha.

Naerya ne uske kaelvyr ko apne gale tak liya, aankhein band karke. Thook uske labon se beh raha tha. Phir Vaelan ne usse khincha. Woh uske upar aa gaya. Uske kaelvyr ko Naerya ki elythara ke muhane par rakha.

“Dekho mujhe,” usne kaha.

Naerya ne aankhein kholin. Vaelan ne ek hi dhakke mein apna kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar daal diya—poora, gehra, tak. Naerya ki awaaz nikal gayi. Uske nakhun Vaelan ki peeth par khich gaye.

“Ahhh… itna… bhar gaya…”

Vaelan rukaa nahi. Usne dheere dheere aage peeche hona shuru kiya. Har dhakka gehra tha, jaise woh uske andar tak pahunchna chahta ho. Naerya ki elythara uske kaelvyr ko sakhti se pakde hue thi, geeli aur garam. Un dono ke jism takra rahe thay. Vaelan ke haath uske avarisha ko daba rahe thay, unhein choos rahe thay, jabke uske dhakke tez hote gaye.

“Tumhari elythara… itni tight… itni geeli…” usne saansein bharte hue kaha.

Naerya ne uske nareth (ass) ko apne haathon se pakda, unhein dabaya.
“Zyada… aur gehra… mujhe todo…”

Vaelan ne uske pairon ko apne kandhon par rakha. Ab uske dhakke aur gehre ho gaye. Har baar uska kaelvyr elythara ke sabse gehre hisse tak jaata, aur Naerya ki awaazein badhti jaati. Kamre mein maas ka takrana, geeli awaazein, aur un dono ki siskariyan goonj rahi thin.

Vaelan ne usse ghumaya. Ab Naerya Shahi Palang par pet ke bal thi. Uske nareth ko Vaelan ne dono haathon se pakda, unhein khola, aur apna kaelvyr dobara uske elythara mein daal diya. Peeche se dhakke aur tez thay. Uske haath Naerya ke baalon mein thay, unhein khinchte hue. Naerya ki awaazein ab chill tak pahunch gayi thin.

“Vaelan… aahhh… bas aise… mat roko…”

Usne uske nareth (gand) par ek thappad maara—naram, lekin sakht. Phir doosra. Naerya ki elythara uske dhakkon se aur geeli ho gayi. Vaelan ne uske nareth ko khola aur apni zubaan se uske beech chaata, phir dobara kaelvyr daal diya. Ab woh dono jagah se usse bhar raha tha—ek haath se uske elythara ke upar wale hisse ko ragadta, doosre se uske avarisha ko dabaata.

Naerya ka doosra climax aaya—uska jism kaamp utha, elythara uske kaelvyr ko itna sakhti se pakdi ke Vaelan ki saans ruk gayi.
“Main… main aa rahi hoon… aahhh!”

Vaelan ne usse wapas peeth ke bal kiya. Ab woh uske upar tha, uske kaelvyr poora andar, uske maathe se maatha milaye. Un dono ki aankhein mili thin. Vaelan ke dhakke ab behad tez aur gehre thay—jaise woh uske andar apni rooh daal raha ho.

“Naerya… main… ab…”

“Andar… poora… mujhe bhar do…” usne kaha, aankhein band karke.

Vaelan ke aakhri dhakke itne gehre thay ke Naerya ki jaanghein kaamp rahi thin. Phir uska jism sakht ho gaya. Uske kaelvyr se garam, gaadha pan Naerya ki elythara ke andar chhoot gaya—bahar tak behne laga. Naerya ne usse apne andar aur gehra khincha, uske nareth ko apne pairon se jakad liya.

Woh dono ek dusre se lipte rahe. Saansein bhari, jism geele, aur dil ek. Vaelan ne uske mathe ko dobara chuma, phir uske labon ko.

“Ab… yeh tumhara hai,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.
“Har talash… har raaz… aur yeh jism bhi.”

Naerya ne muskurate hue uske kaelvyr ko apne haath mein liya, jo ab bhi uske elythara se nikalta hua geela tha.
“Aur yeh… mera hai.”

Woh raat abhi khatam nahi hui thi.
Unhone dobara shuru kiya—is baar aur dheere, aur gehre, aur zyada pyaar se.
Vaelan ne uske elythara ko apne munh se dobara geela kiya, uske avarisha ko choosa, uske nareth ko dabaya, aur phir uske kaelvyr ko uske andar itni baar daala ke subah ke pehle nishan tak un dono ki saansein ek dusre mein kho chuki thin.

Ruuneth Qila ki deewarein unki awaazon ko sunti rahi…
aur Aelvar ki raat, un dono ke jismon mein jeeti rahi.

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Lekin Dhaarem ki har khubsurat raat ke peeche kuch aise saaye bhi hote thay jo nazar nahi aate.
Aur jab Ruuneth ke log apni neend mein thay...
to qile se door ek aur manzar janam le raha tha.
Ek aisa manzar...
jo aane wale waqt ka pehla ishara tha.

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Subah hone se pehle hi Ruuneth Qila ki khamosh fiza ek ajeeb si awaaz se toot gayi.
Ghantiyan baj utheen.
Ek nahi...
Balki poore qile mein ek ke baad ek.
Yeh aam ghantiyan nahi thin.
Yeh woh ghantiyan thin jo sirf ek waqt par bajti thin.

Rizaan ke safar ka waqt.
Neend mein doobe hue log dheere dheere jaagne lage.
Jo kal tak jashn ke rang mein doobe hue thay, aaj subah se pehle hi apne safed libaas pehan rahe thay.
Ruuneth ki riwayat thi ke Rizaan ke maqam par jane wala har shakhs saadgi aur paakizgi ke libaas mein jata tha.

Kisi ke paas zevar nahi hota tha.
Kisi ke paas shahi nishan nahi.
Wahan sab ek jaise hotay thay.
Kyunkay Rizaan ke saamne na qila dekha jata tha, na daulat.
Sirf insaan dekha jata tha.
Ruuneth ke log qile se bahar nikle.

Unka rasta baaghon aur pahari raaston se guzarta hua ek purane muqaddas maqam ki taraf jata tha.
Woh jagah qile se door thi.
Aam log us jagah ko sirf ek naam se jante thay:

Vaarethaan.

Woh maqam jahan har roz Rizaan aate thay.
Jahan insaan apna rizq hasil karte thay.

Lekin log jante thay ke Rizaan sirf khana nahi dete.
Rizq sirf roti nahi hota.
Rizq ilm bhi hota hai.
Mulaqat bhi.
Mauqa bhi.
Hidayat bhi.

Aur kabhi kabhi woh cheez bhi jo insaan khud nahi janta ke uske liye zaroori hai.

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Vaarethaan pahunch kar log khamosh ho gaye.
Wahan hawa bhi jaise dheemi chalti thi.
Zameen par purane naqsh bane thay.
Beech mein ek khula maqam tha jahan har taraf roshni ki halki si lehar mehsoos hoti thi.

Phir achanak...
fiza badal gayi.
Logon ne apni nazrein jhuka leen.

Rizaan aaye.
Aethari.

Woh makhlooq jo insano ki tarah nahi thi.
Unka wajood dekhna aasaan nahi tha.
Unke chehre par aisi roshni thi ke insani aankh kuch lamhon se zyada us taraf dekh nahi sakti thi.

Aisa mehsoos hota tha jaise chehra nahi...
balkay noor ka ek parda ho.

Log unki maujoodgi mehsoos karte thay.
Unka husn aankhon se zyada dil mehsoos karta tha.

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Rizaan ek ek shakhs ke paas jane lage.
Woh unke haath dekhte.
Kuch lamhon ke liye khamosh rehte.
Jaise kisi aisi kitab ko parh rahe hon jo aam nazar se chhupi hui ho.
Phir woh purani kitaben kholte.
Un kitabon ke warq aam kagaz jaise nahi thay.
Un par Aerythaan ke purane nishan bane hue thay.

Woh unhein dekhte...
phir apne paas rakhi chhoti chhoti shishiyan nikalte.
Har shakhs ke liye alag.
Kisi ke liye kam.
Kisi ke liye zyada.
Kisi mein ek khaas cheez.
Kisi mein doosri.
Log nahi jante thay ke un shishiyon mein kya hota hai.
Bas itna jante thay ke woh unke din ka hissa hota hai.

Unka rizq.

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Jab Ruuneth ke log wapas lautne lage to qile ke raste dobara zinda hone lage.

Isi darmiyan Kael Varun, Rhyas Thaal aur Zyren Vaelor saath chal rahe thay.
Kael ne achanak hans kar kaha:

"Aj to main bach gaya."

Rhyas ne hairani se dekha.
"Kis cheez se?"

Kael muskuraya.
"Kal raat der tak jashan tha. Agar subah meri aankh na khulti to main yahan na aa pata."

Zyren ne kaha:
"Aur agar na aate?"

Kael ne kandhe uchkaye.
"To jo mera aaj ka rizq tha... shayad woh mera intezar karta rehta."

Rhyas hans pada.
"Tum pehli dafa kisi baat ko samajhdari se keh rahe ho."

Kael ne uski taraf dekha.
"Main hamesha samajhdar hota hun."

Zyren ne foran kaha:
"Bas aksar tumhari samajhdari sone ke baad aati hai."

Teenon hansne lage.
Aur unki hansi Ruuneth ke raste mein goonj uthi.

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Lekin...
usi waqt...

Ruuneth se kuch door ek sunsaan raste par chaar aur log kharay thay.
Unhone bhi ghantiyon ki awaaz suni thi.

Lekin woh Vaarethaan ki taraf nahi gaye.
Unke saamne kuch naqab posh kharay thay.
Unke chehre chhupe hue thay.
Unki awaaz pur-sukoon thi.
Chaaron log pareshan thay.

Ek ne kaha:
"Agar hum wahan nahi gaye to?"
Naqab posh khamosh raha.
Phir usne ek chhoti si thaili nikali.

Aur jab thaili khuli...
to andar safed moti chamak rahe thay.

Bohat saare moti.
Itne ke ek aam insaan ke liye ek mahine ki kamai se bhi zyada qeemat rakhte thay.
Chaaron ki aankhen phail gayin.

Naqab posh ne kaha:
"Yeh tumhara hai."

Ek shakhs ne dheemi awaaz mein poocha:
"Iske badle?"

Naqab posh ki muskurahat nazar nahi aa rahi thi.
Magar uski awaaz mein yaqeen tha.
"Bas ek baat."

"Kya?"

"Rizaan ke paas mat jana."
Khamoshi chha gayi.

Phir naqab posh ne kaha:
"Yeh lo..."

"Azrakh se wafadari ka sila."
Usne thaili unke haath mein rakh di.
"Rizaan ke paas na jane ki ujrat."

Door Ruuneth Qila apni roshni mein khara tha.
Aur kisi ko khabar nahi thi...

ke us din sirf ek shadi nahi hui thi.
Us din ek purane fitne ne bhi pehla qadam rakha tha.

Episode 1 — Khatam

Hila k rakh diya, bole to gajab ho gya,
Lajawab update,

 

[Satoshi Nakamoto]

Abhi to bus shuruwat hai, sath de do to shyd k yeh story complete kar sakun, mene har bar koshish ki hai, lekin ap logo ne kabhi sath nahi diya mera, agar mera sath do to kam az kam apko parhne k liye aik achi story de pao, k shyd apko isko parh k acha lage, meri hamesha se shikayat hai yahan k yahan writers ko comments nahi milte k wo bich me hi chorh dety hai story ko, kahani ko smjhe or sath den...

Shikayat yeh hi hai sab writer ko, k readers bus parhte hai, comments nahi krte

 

[Satoshi Nakamoto]

Janta hun k ajeeb nam or alfaz ki wajah se apko story boring lage gi, lekin yaqeen kren k is story me apko buhat se aise raaz mile gy, jo ap k dimagh ko hang kr dengy,

Aerythaan Zuban ap k liye abi mushkil hogi, par waqt k sath sath samjh jye gy

Sachi buht confusion hy bar bar nam dekhna parta k kon kiya kr raha, par Kamal hy unique style or idea hy, bilkul professional style hy likhne ka gajab

 

[Satoshi Nakamoto]

Update 2

Episode 2

Subah ki halki thandi hawa Dhaarem ke khulay maidanon se takra kar ghodon ke ayalon ko hila rahi thi. Chaar siyah aur safed ghore gard udate hue ek wasi maidani raste par bijli ki raftaar se daur rahe thay.

Sab se aage Kael Varun tha.
Usne zor se hansi lagayi aur gard ke darmiyan cheekha,
"Aj to main hi jeetun ga! Pichle ek maah se tum teeno mujhe hara rahe ho. Aj kisi surat tum logon ko nahi jeetne dunga."

Peechhe se Rhyas Thaal ki pur-sukoon awaaz aayi.
"Pehle ghore ko sambhal lo... baad mein jeet ka khwab dekhna."

Kael hans pada.
"Tum dono talwaren ghuma ghuma kar itne sanjeeda ho gaye ho ke mazaak bhi bhool gaye."

Sab se peeche Zyren Vaelor apne ghore ko pur-sukoon andaaz mein daura raha tha.
Usne muskurate hue kaha,
"Kael... pichli martaba bhi tumne yehi kaha tha."

Kael ne gard ke darmiyan haath hila kar jawab diya,
"Is baar Malik-ul-Azal bhi meri taraf hoga."
Vaelan Ruun jo ab tak khamoshi se apne ghore ko sambhale hue tha, halki si muskurahat ke sath bola,

"Malik-ul-Azal sab ke sath hota hai... lekin sust sawar ke sath nahi."

Kael ne foran jawab diya,
"Achha? To phir dekhte hain Sach Dhundne Wale... aj kis ka sach samne aata hai."

"Daud!"

Bas itna kehna tha ke chaaron ghore hawa ko cheerte hue aage nikal gaye.
Raste ke dono taraf darakht bijli ki raftaar se peeche chhutne lage. Chashmon ki halki si awaaz aur ghodon ki taapon ki goonj mil kar ajeeb sa manzar paida kar rahi thi.

Kael ne achanak apna ghora aage nikala.
"Dekha! Bola tha na..."

Uski baat mukammal bhi na hui thi ke Vaelan ne apne ghore ki lagam halki si kheench kar usay ek nayi raftaar di.
Ghoda hawa ki tarah nikla.

Ek lamhe mein dono barabar thay.
Doosre lamhe mein Vaelan aage nikal chuka tha.

Rhyas ne sirf itna kaha,
"Ab khatam."

Kael cheekha,
"Abhi nahi!"

Lekin uske ghore ne halka sa phisal kar raftaar kho di.
Zyren bhi uske barabar aa gaya.
Aakhri nishan tak pohanchte pohanchte Vaelan sab se pehle line paar kar chuka tha.

Uske baad Rhyas.
Phir Zyren.
Aur sab se aakhir mein Kael.

Kael ne ghore se utarte hi dono haath aasman ki taraf uthaye.
"Yeh na-insafi hai!"

Rhyas ne poocha,
"Kis baat ki?"

"Mera ghora bhi tum teeno ke sath mila hua hai."
Vaelan zor se hans pada.
"Har dafa naya bahana."

Kael ne ghore ki gardan par haath pherte hue kaha,
"Bechara... isay bhi pata tha ke malik haarne wala hai."

Chaaron doston ki hansi maidani fiza mein goonj uthi.
Lekin Zyren nahi hasa.
Woh kuch der tak Vaelan ko dekhta raha.
Uske zehan mein subah ka woh lamha ghoom gaya jab Vaelan ne Vaarethaan mein usay ek purani kitab ka warq dikhaya tha.

"Aaj ghodon ki daud mein tum (vaelen) jeetogy."

Us waqt Zyren ne us baat ko mazaak samjha tha.
Lekin ab...
Bilkul waise hi hua tha.
Usne dil hi dil mein socha,

"Ye sirf ittefaq tha... ya Rizq ki kitab mein waqai kuch aur bhi likha hai?"
Magar usne apne khayalat zuban par na laaye.

Vaelan ne uski taraf dekha.
"Kya hua?"

Zyren ne foran muskurahat odh li.
"Kuch nahi... chalo der ho rahi hai."

Chaaron ne dobara ghodon par sawari ki aur Ruuneth ke mashhoor mashq ghar ki taraf rawana ho gaye.

Kuch hi dair baad unke saamne ek azeem sangi imarat numayan hui.
Buland deewarein.
Khulay maidani hisse.
Teer andazi ke nishan.
Talwar bazi ke chabootre.
Ghode daurane ke alag meydan.
Aur har taraf jawan sipahi mashq mein masroof.

Is maqam ko Aerythaan mein "Thaerak" kaha jata tha.

Ma'ni:
"Jahan jangju apni quwwat aur hunar tarashte hain."

Thaerak ke andar talwaron ki takrahat ki awaaz, dhalon par padte waar aur ustadon ki buland awaazen goonj rahi thin.

Jaise hi Vaelan aur uske dost andar dakhil hue, kai naujawan sipahiyon ne adab se sar jhuka kar kaha,

"Aelun!"

Vaelan ne muskurate hue jawab diya,
"Aelun."

Kael ne apni kamar se khanjar nikala aur muskuraya.
"Aj dekhte hain... kis ka hath sab se tez hai."

Rhyas ne dono talwaren nikaal kar ek hi lamhe mein hawa mein ghumayen.
Dono dhaaren suraj ki roshni mein chamak utheen.

Zyren ne apna bhaari kulhara kandhe se utara.
Aur Vaelan ne apni talwar miyaan se nikaali...

Talwar ki dhaar se nikalti halki si chamak dekh kar aas paas kharay sipahi ek lamhe ke liye khamosh ho gaye.

Thaerak ke buzurg ustad ne apni lambi asa zameen par maari.
"Shuru karo."

Ek hi lamhe mein Vaelan aur Rhyas aamne saamne aa gaye.
Rhyas Thaal dono haathon mein talwar liye hamesha ki tarah pur-sukoon khara tha. Uska chehra kisi jazbe ka izhar nahi karta tha. Jo usay pehli martaba dekhta, use lagta ke shayad woh dheema jangju hai... lekin jo uske saamne ladta, woh janta tha ke Rhyas ki asal taqat uski raftaar nahi, uska tawazun tha.

Vaelan ne talwar ko halka sa jhukaya.
"Taiyar?"

Rhyas ne sirf itna kaha.
"Hamesha."

Agla hi lamha tha ke dono ki talwarein takraayin.
Tanggg!

Awaaz poore Thaerak mein goonj uthi.
Ek waar...
Do waar...
Teen...
Phir dekhte hi dekhte dono ki talwarein itni tez chalne lagen ke aas paas kharay sipahi sirf chamakti dhaaren dekh pa rahe thay.

Rhyas dono talwaron se ek sath hamla karta.
Ek talwar Vaelan ki talwar rok leti, jabke doosri seedha uske kandhe ki taraf badhti.
Lekin Vaelan har waar se baal baal bach nikalta.
Kabhi jhuk kar.
Kabhi ghoom kar.
Kabhi sirf ek qadam peeche hat kar.

Ustad ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
"Isi liye isay Sach Dhundne Wala kehte hain... pehle dushman ki niyyat parhta hai, phir uska waar."

Doosri taraf Kael Varun ne apna dhanush uthaya.
Door lakri ke paanch nishan lagaye gaye.
Usne pehla teer chhoda.
Teer seedha beech nishan par ja laga.
Doosra...
Teesra...
Chautha...
Paanchwa...
Paanchon teer bilkul markaz yani nishane mein.

Kael ne fakhr se dhanush kandhe par rakha aur bola,
"Kya kisi aur ko bhi sharminda hona hai?"

Ek naujawan sipahi hans pada.
Kael ne foran apna chhota khanjar nikala aur hawa mein uchhal diya.

Khanjar ghoomta hua door ja kar ek lakri ke patle takhte mein bilkul beechon beech ja ghusa.
Sipahi taaliyan bajane lage.

Kael ne jhuk kar adaab kiya.
"Dekha? Main sirf daud hi nahi haarta."

Sab hans pade.
Zyren Vaelor tab tak apna bhaari kulhara utha chuka tha.

Kulhara dekh kar naye sipahi aksar samajhte thay ke isay chalana dheema hoga.

Lekin jab Zyren ne pehla waar kiya to hawa tak cheer gayi.
Ek lakri ka mota tana sirf ek waar mein do tukde ho gaya.
Phir usne kamar se do khanjar nikale.
Ek hi waqt mein dono ulte haath se pheke.
Dono khanjar alag alag nishanon mein ja lage.

Kael ne seeti bajayi.
"Tum kulhara chalate ho ya aandhi?"

Zyren muskuraya.
"Aandhi sirf raste saaf karti hai."

Phir sab ki nazar dobara Vaelan par gayi.
Ab woh akela paanch sipahiyon ke darmiyan tha.

Ek ne samne se waar kiya.
Vaelan ne talwar ghuma kar rok liya.

Doosra peeche se aaya.
Vaelan ne baghair mudhe kohni maari.

Teesra neechay se jhapta.
Vaelan hawa mein uchhal kar uske sir ke upar se nikal gaya.

Uske pair zameen par padte hi talwar teesre sipahi ki gardan se ek ungli door ruk chuki thi.

Sipahi muskura diya.
"Main mar chuka hota."

Vaelan ne talwar neeche kar di.
"Thaerak sikhata hai... marna nahi."

Ustad ke chehre par fakhr aa gaya.
"Isi liye ek din Ruuneth tumhare hawale hoga."

Mashq kai ghanton tak chalti rahi.
Talwar bazi.
Teer andazi.
Ghode ki sawari.
Dhal ki mashq.

Aur phir aakhir mein ustad ne aaj ki mashq khatam kar di.
Sipahi apni apni jagah se hatne lage.
Kael ne paseena pochhte hue kaha,
"Ab agar kisi ne mujhe nashta na khilaya na... to main isi meydan mein gir jaunga."

Rhyas ne jawab diya,
"Tum larte kam ho... bolte zyada ho."

Kael hans pada.
"Bolne mein bhi taqat lagti hai."

Vaelan aur Zyren ek dusre ko dekh kar muskura diye.
Chaaron dost Thaerak se bahar nikle aur mahal ki taraf chal diye.

---

Ruuneth ke mahal ke andar aaj bhi kal ki shaadi ki ronak baqi thi.
Mahal ke sab se bade deewan khane mein shahi nashta saj chuka tha.

Yeh deewan itna wasee tha ke do sau afrad aaram se ek sath baith sakte thay.
Buland sangi sutoon.
Chhat se latakte noor ke fanus.
Deewaron par Ruuneth ke purkhon ki naqashi.
Beech mein lambi sang-e-marmar ki mezain.
Har mez par rang birange anguron ke gucchay.
Surkh seb.
Meethay anaar.
Baghon se laye gaye taza phal.
Mukhtalif mashroobat jo baagh ke phalon se tayyar ki gayi thin.

Aur sab se aakhir mein...
Hiran ke gosht ka rogni shorba.
Ruuneth mein kaha jata tha:

"Jis ne subah ka rogni shorba piya... uska jism din bhar pahad ki tarah mazboot rehta hai."

Deewan ke ek sire par takht bana hua tha.
Us takht par baithne wale hukmaran ko Aerythaan mein "Thoryor" kaha jata tha.

Thor = Takht.
Yor = Malik ya Nigehbaan.

Yani...
"Takht ka nigehbaan."
Aaj us takht par Vaelan ke walid, Thoryor Azel Ruun, shaan se baithe thay.

Unke chehre par sakhti bhi thi aur hikmat bhi.

Unke barabar mein baithi thin Ruuneth ki malika.
Qile aur tamam shahi nizaam ki muhafiz.
Aerythaan mein unka laqab tha...

"Vaelora."

Ma'ni:
"Qile aur khandan ki nigehbaan."

Unka naam tha...
Elyra Vaelora.

Unki nigah sirf khane par nahi hoti thi.
Do sau afrad ke is azeem deewan mein kis mehman ko kya chahiye...
Kaun mehman kis qile se aya hai...
Kaun si mez par kis cheez ki kami hai...
Sab unki nazar mein tha.
Ek taraf tamam mard aur jawan baithte thay.
Doosri taraf aurtein aur larkiyan.
Beech mein khidmatgar khamoshi se aate jate rehte.

Vaelan ne andar dakhil hote hi tamam buzurgon ko adab se jhuk kar kaha,

"Aelun."
Aur deewan mein maujood kai awaazon ne ek sath jawab diya...

"Aelun."

Vaelan ne pehle apne walid, Thoryor Azel Ruun ke haath ko adab se chuma. Azel Ruun ne uske kandhe par haath rakha.
"Aj bhi Thaerak mein sab ko hara diya?"

Kael Varun foran beech mein bol pada.
"Thoryor... humein to lagta hai Vaelan bachpan se hi dhoka deta aa raha hai."

Puri mez par halki si hansi goonj uthi.

Azel Ruun ne muskurate hue poocha,
"Dhoka? Kaise?"

Kael ne sanjeedgi ka naatak karte hue kaha,
"Yeh raat ko chhup kar sitaron se mashwara karta hoga."

Rhyas ne foran jawab diya,
"Nahi... kitabon se."

Ab ki baar Zyren bhi muskura diya.
Vaelan ne sir hilaya.

"Tum log kabhi nahi sudhro ge."
Kael ne hans kar kaha,

"Jab tak tum jeette rahoge, hum bhi nahi sudhrenge."
Sab hans pade.

Thoryor Azel Ruun ne ishara kiya aur khidmatgaron ne nashta pesh karna shuru kar diya.

Hiran ke rogni shorbe ki mehak poore deewan mein phail gayi.
Sunehri pyalon mein phalon se tayyar ki gayi mashroobat daali gayin.
Angoor ke itne rang thay ke mehman unke naam tak nahi jante thay.
Surkh...
Sabz...
Sunehri...
Aur gehre jamni rang ke gucchay sang-e-marmar ki mez par sajay hue thay.

Vaelan ke qareeb uske tamam cousin baithe thay.
Kuch Ruuneth ke asli khandan se thay.
Aur kuch aise bhi thay jo dusre qilon se is gharane mein Aelvar ke zariye shamil hue thay.

Ruuneth ki purani riwayat yahi thi.
Malik-ul-Azal ne insaanon ko alag alag qabeelon mein paida kiya tha...

Magar unke nazdeek izzat nasab se nahi...
Kirdar se hoti thi.
Isi liye Ruuneth ke buzurg aksar dusre qilon se bhi rishtay qaim karte thay.
Unka yaqeen tha...
"Jahan bharosa Malik-ul-Azal par ho, wahan khoon ki deewarein nahi banayi jatin."

Vaelan ki nazar deewan ke doosre sire par baithe mehman hukmaranon par padi.
Atheron ka hukmaran.
Vaelor ka hukmaran.
Khaelor ka hukmaran.
Aur kuch aur shahi khandan.
Sab apne apne libaas aur nishan ke sath maujood thay.
Unke darmiyan guftagu chal rahi thi.
Kahin tijarat ki baat ho rahi thi.
Kahin naye baagh lagane ki.
Kahin sarhadi nigraani ki.

Vaelan adab ke sath unke paas gaya.
Har hukmaran ne usko mubarakbaad di.

Ek buzurg hukmaran ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Vaelan... suna hai tum purani kitabon se zyada mohabbat karte ho."

Vaelan ne adab se jawab diya,
"Kitaben kabhi jhoot nahi boltin... sirf unhein samajhne wala kam milta hai."

Buzurg hukmaran ne gehri nazar se usay dekha.
"Bas isi aadat se dar lagta hai."

Vaelen: "Dar?"

Buzurg: "Har sach... sukoon nahi deta."

Vaelan kuch bolne hi wala tha ke uske walid ne doosre mehman se baat shuru kar di aur guftagu ka rukh badal gaya.

---

Deewan ke doosre hissay mein Naerya apni saas, Vaelora Elyra ke qareeb baithi thi.
Elyra har mez par nazar rakh rahi thi.
Kis mehman ko kya darkar hai...
Kaun si khidmatgar kis taraf jayegi...
Sab unke ishare par chal raha tha.
Naerya ki nazar achanak ek jawan aurat par ja kar ruki.

Uska chehra khoobsurat tha...
Magar uski muskurahat aankhon tak nahi pahunch rahi thi.
Woh baaki aurton ki tarah hans to rahi thi...
Lekin uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si thakan basi hui thi.

Naerya uske paas gayi.
"Aelun."

Aurat ne halka sa sar jhukaya.
"Aelun."

"Main Naeryya hun."

"Main Sylra."

Dono ne chand mamooli baatein ki.
Lekin Naeryya ko mehsoos hua ke Sylra har baat soch samajh kar kar rahi hai.
Jaise woh apne dil ka darwaza band rakhna chahti ho.

Naeryya ne muskurate hue kaha,

"Agar tum chaho... nashtay ke baad mere kamre mein aa jana ya main ajao gi."

Sylra ne pehli dafa dil se muskurane ki koshish ki.
"Main aaungi."

---

Nashta khatam hua.
Mehman apni apni guftagu mein masroof ho gaye.
Kuch baagh ki taraf nikal gaye.
Kuch mahal ke burjon ki sair karne lage.
Aur kuch Thoryor Azel Ruun ke sath deewan mein baith kar qilon ke mustaqbil par mashwara karne lage.

---

Isi waqt...
Ruuneth se kai meel door...

Ek sunsaan wadi mein ghore ki taiz taapon ki awaaz goonj uthi.
Ek sawar gard udata hua pahari raste se guzra.
Usne siyah chadar odh rakhi thi.
Chehra dhaka hua tha.
Kuch hi der mein woh ek purani ghaar ke samne ruk gaya.

Andar wohi naqab posh log maujood thay.
Unhone sar jhuka diya.
Sawar ne dheere dheere apna naqab utara.

Uska chehra sakht tha.
Aankhen sard.
Honton par halki si muskurahat.
Ye tha...
Thoryn.

Thoryn ne un sab ko dekha.
"Kya tumhara kaam ho gaya?"

Ek naqab posh ne adab se jawab diya.
"Haan... Thoryn."
"Humne un logon ko Rizaan ke paas jane se rok diya."
"Sirf itna hi nahi..."
"Humne unhein doosron ko bhi rokne ke liye razi kar liya hai."

Thoryn ke honton par dheemi si muskurahat ubhri.
Usne aasman ki taraf dekha.
"Beej bo diya gaya hai..."
Phir usne apni ungliyon mein ek safed moti ghumaya.
"Aur jab beej zameen pakad leta hai..."
"...to darakht banne se koi nahi rok sakta."
Uski hansi dheere dheere ghaar mein goonj uthi.
Khamosh...
Magar dehshat se bhari hui.
Naqab posh bhi uske sath muskurane lage.

Unhein andaza bhi nahi tha...
Ke jis fitne ka beej boya gaya tha...
Woh sirf chaar logon tak mehdood nahi rehne wala tha.

Aur door...

Ruuneth Qila apni shaan ke sath ab bhi waise hi khara tha...
Be-khabar...
Ke uski deewaron ki taraf andhera pehla qadam utha chuka hai.

---

Naerya abhi bethi thi k kamre me dastak hoi, sylra ijazat le kar andar aa gyi,
Pehle kuch der dono khamosh baithi rahin.

Kamre ki khirki se aati halki dhoop sang-e-marmar ke farsh par phail rahi thi, lekin Sylra ke chehre par andhera ab bhi utna hi gehra tha.

Naeryya ne dheemi awaaz mein poocha,
“Tumhari aankhon mein itna dard kyun hai, Sylra?”

Sylra ki palkon ne laraz kar aansuon ko rokna chaha, magar woh na ruk sake.
“Tum Ruuneth se ho… is liye shayad tum samajh bhi na sako.”

Naeryya uske qareeb aa kar baith gayi.
“Koshish to kar sakti hun.”

Sylra ne gehri saans li.
“Hamare qile mein Aelvar ab rawayat nahi raha… ek sauda ban chuka hai.”

Naeryya ki bhawein sikud gayin.

Sylra ki nazar khirki se bahar chali gayi, aur uski aankhon ke saamne guzra hua waqt zinda hone laga.

---
Flashback:
Atheron Qila:

Ek wasee shahi kamra…
Deewaron par qeemti naqashi. Beech mein paanch bade palang. Har palang ke gird bhaari makhmali parde latak rahe thay. Kamra itna bada tha ke kisi mehmaan ko dekh kar hairani hoti, magar us kamre mein rehne walon ke liye woh ek qaid khana tha.

Paanch behne… sab ki shadi ek hi mard se ho chuki thi. Ek hi Aelvar. Ek hi shohar.

Parde nazron ko rok sakte thay… awaazon ko nahi.
Raat dhalti to kamre mein charagh bujha diye jate. Phir sirf khamoshi hoti. Aur us khamoshi ko kuch hi der baad kisi ek parde ke peeche se aati halki si guftagu tod deti.

Roz sirf ek behan ka number hota. Lekin asliyat yeh thi ke humbistari sirf do bari behnon ke saath hota tha. Woh dono ne apne husn, apne arivasha, apne elythara ke gile-shile jaal mein usay aise phansa rakha tha ke woh chhoti teen behnon ke paas kabhi jaane hi nahi paata tha. Bari behnein usay pehle se hi apne qaboo mein le leti thin. Unke parde ke peeche se aane wali awaazein baaki teen ko raat bhar sone nahi deti thin.

Pehli raat…
Bari se bari behan, jiska naam Lira tha, apne parde ke peeche leti thi. Usne pehle hi shohar ko ishare se bulaya. Woh uske paas aaya to Lira ne usay apne soft thighs ke beech kheench liya. Uske lips uske gale se lag kar usay chuma, phir uske arivasha uske haathon mein daba diye. Uske arivasha bade aur naram the, nipples pehle se sakht. Usne uske haath apne arivasha par dabaye rakhe aur dheere se kaha,

“Aaj sirf main… un chhotiyon ko mat sochna…”

Usne uske kaelvyr ko apne haath mein liya. Woh pehle se hard tha. Lira ne usay apne elythara ke upar se ragda, uske wet folds ke beech tip ko phiraya. Phir dheere-dheere uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar ghusne laga. Lira ki awaaz pehli hi dhakke par toot gayi,

“Ahhh… haan… andar… pura… ahhh Lira ki elythara kitni gehli hai na…”

Woh uske upar leti, apne arivasha uske chehre ke upar jhulate hue, uske nipples uske mouth mein thoonsti rahi. Har dhakke ke saath uske elythara se gili awaaz aati, slap-slap, wet. Lira ke moans tez hote gaye,

“Ummph… ahh… aur tez… bas aise hi… meri elythara ko phaad do… ahhh… kaelvyr itna bada… andar tak… haan… haan…”

Uske hips uske against hilte, uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar bar bar dhakka khata. Kabhi woh usay side se letati, apna ek pair uske kandhe par rakh kar uske kaelvyr ko aur gehra lene deti. Kabhi woh uske upar se utar kar apne Nareth ko uske saamne kar deti, lekin phir se elythara hi mangti. Uske Nareth ko uske haath se masalti, lekin asli maza elythara mein hi leti.

“Ahhh… Lira ki elythara tumhari hai… bas yahin raho… un chhotiyon ko mat jaana… ahhh… main unhein nahi jaane dungi… ummph… aur andar… aur…”

Uske moans itne loud the ke baaki chaar palangon par leti behnein aankhen band kar leti. Koi takiye mein chehra chhupa leta. Koi chhat ko takti rehti. Koi aansu ponchti rehti. Sylra apni sab se chhoti behen ka haath mazbooti se pakad leti. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi hotin. Uski chhoti behen dheemi si siskari lekar poochti,

“Api… kya hum mein koi kami hai…?”

Sylra ke paas koi jawab nahi hota. Woh sirf sunti rehti. Lira ke parde ke peeche se aati awaazein kamre ki deewaron se takra kar wapas aati,

“Ahhh… main aa rahi hoon… kaelvyr… elythara… ahhh… haan… pura andar… fill kar do… ahhhhh…”

Lira ki awaaz toot kar loud cry mein badal jati. Uske baad kuch der sirf saansein sunayi deti. Phir woh uske kaelvyr ko phir se hard karti, apne arivasha se usay ragadti, apne elythara mein dubara le leti. Raat bhar yahi chalta. Kabhi slow, kabhi tez. Kabhi woh uske upar, kabhi woh uske neeche. Har baar uske elythara se gili awaaz, uske arivasha ke dabne ki awaaz, aur uske loud moans.

Subah hone se pehle Lira ne usay apne se chipka kar kaha,

“Kal bhi main. Un teen ko mat sochna. Woh sirf dekhne ke liye hain.”

Dusri raat…

Doosri bari behan, Mira. Usne bhi pehle se hi shohar ko apne qaboo mein le liya tha. Lira ne usay ishare se rok diya tha ke chhotiyon ke paas na jaye. Mira ne usay apne parde ke andar kheench liya. Uske arivasha Lira se bhi bade the. Usne usay apne chest pe litaya, apne nipples uske lips mein thoonste hue kaha,

“Aaj Mira ki baari… un chhotiyon ko bhool jao…”

Usne uske kaelvyr ko apne mouth mein liya. Uske lips uske tip ke around tight the, zubaan uske shaft par phirti, kabhi uske balls ko chusti. Phir woh usay neeche leti, apne elythara ke upar se uske kaelvyr ko ragadti, tip ko apne wet folds ke beech phirati. Phir dheere-dheere uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar ghusne laga. Mira ki awaaz pehli hi sankh se toot gayi,

“Ummph… ahhh… itna gehra… Mira ki elythara… ahhh… pura… bas aise hi…”

Woh uske upar se uthi, uske kaelvyr ko apne elythara mein baithaye hue upar-neeche hone lagi. Uske arivasha uske chehre ke upar jhulte, nipples uske mouth mein chusaye jate. Har baar jab woh neeche baithti, uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke end tak chhoo jata. Uske moans tez se tez hote,

“Ahhh… haan… aur tez… meri elythara ko phaad do… ahhh… kaelvyr itna bada… andar… fill… ummph… ahhh…”

Kabhi woh usay peeche se letati, apna Nareth uske saamne karti, lekin phir se elythara hi mangti. Uske Nareth ko uske haath se masalti, lekin asli maza elythara mein hi leti. Uske hips tez-tez hilte, uska kaelvyr uske elythara ke andar bar bar dhakka khata, wetness ki awaaz kamre mein gunjti.

“Ahhh… Mira ki elythara tumhari hai… bas yahin raho… un chhotiyon ko mat jaana… main unhein nahi jaane dungi… ahhh… aur andar… aur… haan… haan…”

Baaki behnein phir se aankhen band kar leti. Sylra apni chhoti behen ka haath aur mazbooti se pakad leti. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi hotin. Uski chhoti behen dheemi si siskari lekar poochti,

“Api… woh humare pas kabhi nahi aayenge…?”

Sylra ke paas phir koi jawab nahi hota. Woh sirf sunti rehti. Mira ke parde ke peeche se aati awaazein kamre ki deewaron se takra kar wapas aati,

“Ahhh… main aa rahi hoon… kaelvyr… elythara… ahhh… haan… pura andar… fill kar do… ahhhhh…”

Mira ki awaaz toot kar loud cry mein badal jati. Uske baad kuch der sirf saansein sunayi deti. Phir woh uske kaelvyr ko phir se hard karti, apne arivasha se usay ragadti, apne elythara mein dubara le leti. Raat bhar yahi chalta. Kabhi slow, kabhi tez. Kabhi woh uske upar, kabhi woh uske neeche. Har baar uske elythara se gili awaaz, uske arivasha ke dabne ki awaaz, aur uske loud moans.

Kabhi-kabhi jab shohar chhoti behnon ki taraf dekhne ki koshish karta, to Lira ya Mira usay pehle se hi rok deti. Unke parde ke peeche se unki awaaz aati,

“Nahi… aaj nahi… unhein mat jao… meri elythara abhi bhi gehli hai… aao…”

Woh usay wapas kheench leti, apne arivasha uske chehre par daba deti, apne elythara mein uska kaelvyr dubara utaar leti. Unke moans phir se shuru ho jate,

“Ahhh… bas yahin… sirf hamare paas… un chhotiyon ko mat sochna… ahhh… kaelvyr… elythara… haan… haan…”

Teesri, chauthi, paanchvi raat… chhoti behnon ka number aata to bari behnein pehle se hi shohar ko apne qaboo mein le chuki hoti. Woh usay unke paas jaane se rok deti. Kabhi-kabhi jab woh zabardasti unke paas jaane ki koshish karta, to Lira ya Mira usay peeche se pakad kar wapas le aati. Unke parde ke peeche phir se unke loud moans shuru ho jate,

“Ahhh… bas yahan raho… sirf hamare paas… unki elythara ki zaroorat nahi… meri elythara tumhari hai… ahhh… kaelvyr… andar… fill… ummph…”

Unke thighs uske around tight, unke hips uske against hilte, unke wet folds uske kaelvyr ko bar bar nigalte. Unke moans itne zor ke the ke kamre ki deewarein bhi goonj uthti. Chhoti behnein takiye mein chehra chhupa kar siskari leti. Sylra apni sab se chhoti behen ko apne se chipka leti, uske aansu ponchti, lekin khud bhi aansu rok nahi paati.

Har subah woh paanchon ek hi kamre se nikalti thin. Libaas shahi hota. Chehron par muskurahat sajai jati. Magar unki aankhon ki be-rang khamoshi kisi se chhupi na rehti. Mahal ke log samajhte thay ke yeh qurbani rawayat ke liye hai. Lekin Sylra har din mehsoos karti thi ke rawayat ke naam par kisi ne unke dilon ko qaid kar diya hai. Bari behnein apne husn ke jaal mein shohar ko aise phansa rakhti thin ke chhoti teen behnon ko sirf awaazein hi sunne ko milti thin. Unke elythara ki tarap, unke arivasha ki bhook, unke dil ki siskari… sab parde ke peeche chhup jati. Sirf Lira aur Mira ke loud moans kamre mein goonjte rehte.

Kabhi-kabhi raat ke beech mein jab Lira ya Mira ki awaaz thodi dheemi padti, to Sylra sochti ke shayad ab unka number aayega. Lekin phir se wohi awaaz,

“Ahhh… aur ek baar… meri elythara abhi bhi chahati hai… aao… unhein mat jao…”

Aur phir se wet awaazein, slap-slap, loud moans. Raat bhar yahi. Subah tak chhoti behnein ansoo se sisakte hue pyar ko tarapti aur machalti rehti thin. Unke elythara gehle hote, unke arivasha sakht, lekin koi unke paas nahi aata. Bari behnein unhein dekh kar muskura deti, jaise keh rahi hon ke yeh sab unka haq hai.

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Flashback toot gaya.

Naeryya ki aankhon se bhi aansu beh nikle. Usne aage badh kar Sylra ke dono haath apne haathon mein le liye.

“Malik-ul-Azal ne insaan ko izzat di hai… uska dard nahi.”

Sylra ne tooti hui muskurahat ke sath poocha,

“Phir hamare sath yeh sab kyun hua?”

Naeryya ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha,

“Kyun ke jab log Malik-ul-Azal ke qanoon se zyada apni khwahishon ko qanoon bana lete hain… tab isi tarah zulm paida hota hai.”

Sylra ki palkon se ek aur aansu tapak pada.

“Kya kabhi yeh sab badlega?”

Naeryya ne usay apni baahon mein bhar liya.

“Main wada to nahi kar sakti… lekin itna yaqeen hai ke jhooth hamesha nahi jeetta. Aur jab tak sach ki talash karne wale log zinda hain… umeed bhi zinda hai.”

Kamre mein phir khamoshi chha gayi.

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Ruuneth Qila ke purane hissay mein ek aisi jagah thi jahan aam logon ke qadam bohat kam parte thay.
Woh jagah thi...

Ruuneth ki qadim library.
Qile ki baqi imaraton se mukhtalif, yeh library zameen ke andar kai manzilon tak phaili hui thi. Sang-e-marmar ki purani seedhiyan neeche ki taraf jati thin. Deewaron par jalti hui roshniyan hawa ke baghair bhi halki halki larazti rehti thin, jaise woh bhi sadiyon purane raazon ki hifazat kar rahi hon.

Har taraf kitaben thin.
Kuch itni purani ke unke warq waqt ki gard se peelay par chuke thay.
Kuch par Aerythaan ke woh alfaaz likhe thay jo ab aam zuban ka hissa nahi rahe thay.
Kuch kitabon par sirf purane nishan thay...
Jaise unhein likhne wala apna naam bhi waqt ke hawale kar gaya ho.

Vaelan Ruun ek purani sangi mez ke paas baitha tha.
Uske samne kai kitaben khuli hui thin.
Ek haath mein uska bareek bini wala chashma tha jo woh purane warq ke chhote se chhote nishan dekhne ke liye istemal karta tha.

Uski ungli ek purane safhe par ruk gayi.
Wahan ek jumla Aerythaan mein likha tha:

"Vareth nai zyren aelun..."
Vaelan ne dheemi awaaz mein parhna shuru kiya.
"Taqdeer waqt se alag nahi..."

Usne apni diary kholi aur kuch alfaaz likhne laga.
Uski aadat thi ke woh har baat ko sirf sun kar qabool nahi karta tha.
Woh dhoondta tha.
Samajhta tha.
Phir yaqeen karta tha.
Usne doosri kitab kholi.
Phir teesri.

Phir ek bohat purani kitab nikali jo baqi sab se zyada purani lag rahi thi.
Uske cover par sirf ek nishan bana hua tha.
Ek daira...
Jiske andar ek toota hua sitara tha.
Vaelan ne usay dekh kar bhonwen sikor leen.

"Yeh nishan..."
Usne apni ungli us par rakhi.
"Yeh to purane rizaan / Aethari record mein tha."

Usne kitab kholi.
Pehle kuch safhe khaali thay.
Phir achanak purane alfaaz samne aaye.

"Jab rawayat kamzor hoti hain, nizaam mein darar paida hoti hai."

Vaelan ki nazar agle jumle par gayi.
"Fitna hamesha talwar lekar nahi aata... kabhi kabhi woh insaan ko uski apni khwahishon ke zariye badalta hai."

Vaelan khamosh ho gaya.
Usne kitab aur qareeb kar li.
Aage likha tha:

"Azrakh ka pehla qadam ilm tha."

Uska dil ek lamhe ke liye ruk sa gaya.
Azrakh.

Yeh naam usne pehle bhi suna tha.
Magar hamesha aadhi kahaniyon mein.
Kisi purane buzurg ki zuban se.
Kisi purani kitab ke hawale se.
Lekin aaj pehli dafa woh naam kisi wazeh record mein likha tha.

Vaelan ne parhna jari rakha.

"Azrakh ne ilm ko burai nahi samjha. Usne ilm ko apna haq samjha."

"Usne kaha ke agar insaan waqt ke raaz ko samajh le, to woh apni qismat khud likh sakta hai."

Vaelan ki aankhon mein gehri soch aa gayi.
Waqt.
Taqdeer.
Ikhtiyar.
Yeh woh sawalat thay jo hamesha uske zehan mein rehte thay.

Usne agla safha palta.
Lekin wahan sirf ek jumla tha.

"Waqt amanat hai... milkiyat nahi."

Vaelan ne is jumle ko kai martaba parha.
Jaise woh alfaaz kisi purane likhne wale ki awaaz ban kar uske kaan mein goonj rahe hon.

Usne dheere se kaha,

"Agar yeh sach hai... to phir log isay bhool kyun gaye?"

Library ki khamoshi ne koi jawab nahi diya.
Sirf purane warq ki halki si awaaz aayi.
Vaelan ne aur kitaben kholni shuru ki.

Usne Azrakh ke bare mein mazeed dhoondna shuru kiya.
Kuch jagahon par uska zikr tha...
Magar har jagah ek hi baat thi.
Azrakh ilm ka dushman nahi tha.
Woh ilm ka ghulam ban gaya tha.

Usay yaqeen ho gaya tha ke jis ke paas ilm hai, us ke paas hukm hona chahiye.
Aur yahin se uska rasta badal gaya tha.

Vaelan ne kitab band ki.
Uski nazar library ki buland almariyon par gayi.

Hazaron kitaben.
Hazaron raaz.
Aur un sab ke darmiyan ek sawal...
"Kya insaan sach ko samajhne ke liye paida hua hai..."

"Ya sach par qabza karne ke liye?"

Usi waqt library ke bahar se halki si ghanti ki awaaz aayi.
Vaelan ne sar uthaya.
Woh qile ki aam ghanti nahi thi.
Woh purane hisse ki ghanti thi.
Jo sirf tab bajti thi jab koi qadim record khola jata tha.

Vaelan dheere se khara hua.
Uski nazar dobara us purani kitab par gayi.
Us kitab ke aakhri safhe par ab ek naya jumla nazar aa raha tha...

Jo pehle wahan nahi tha.

"Jis din waqt ka raaz dobara jagay ga..."

"Us din Azrakh ka saya bhi wapas lautay ga."

Vaelan ki aankhen us jumle par jam gayin.
Aur pehli dafa...
Sach Dhundne Wale ko mehsoos hua...

Ke shayad kuch raaz sirf dhoondne ke liye nahi hote.

Kuch raaz...

Insaan ko dhoond lete hain.

Episode 2 ---- Khatam

Arey bap re, bawal macha diya, itna lamba update parhte parhte thak gaya me, buhat kamal ka likh rahe ho , har chiz perfect ja rahi bus yeh nam ka masla aa riya hai bar bar baqi kahani ka plot or kahani gajab hai bilkul filmo ki trah

 

[Satoshi Nakamoto]

Dosto janta hun k apko sirf sex pasnd hoga, lekin story k sath sex read krne ka maza hi alag hai, ek bar try kar k dekhiye, apko sex story k andar dhundna chaye... Story me apke liye update ka intezam hota rahe ga par story me sex hoga, na k sex me story,

Dost yaqeen kro buhat kamal ki skill hai, bus likhte raho, achi writing hai, bus likhte raho