Update 5
Kuljeet de jaan ton baad Simarjeet ghar de kamman vich lagg gayi si, par ohda dil kite na kite bechain si. Oh bhande maanjh rahi si, hathan naal pittal de baate ragad rahi si, par dimaag kise hor hi passe bhatak reha si. Bhandeyan te paani di chhap-chhap de naal ohde dhyan vich ik toofan jaha utth reha si. Oh khud naal hi gallan karan laggi, jivein apne dil da bojh halka karna chahundi hove.
Simarjeet (mann vich): "Kyu inna soch rahi haan main? Ki soch rahi haan? Eh dil vich jalan jehi kyu ho rahi ae? Ki Kuljeet mere munde nu pasand kardi ae is layi? Par eh taan changi gall ae na, koi mere Gurveer nu pasand kare... mainu taan khush hona chahida ae. Par... par main khush kyu nahi haan?"
Oh bolde-bolde rukk gayi. Dil vich ik ajeeb jehi kasak si, kujh samajh nahi aa reha si. Bhande maanjh ke oh jaldi naal ghar de andar aayi, apna kamra saaf karan ja hi rahi si ki achanak ik zor di aawaz kann vich payi—
Sukhwinder: "Kithe marr gayi tu?"
Eh bapu Sukhwinder di aawaz si. Simarjeet turant baahar aayi, ohda chehra thoda ghabraya hoya si.
Simarjeet: "Hun ki hoya? Cheekan kyu maar rahe ho?"
Sukhwinder: "Jawab na de, chal paise kaddh jaldi!"
Simarjeet: "Paise kyu chahide ne hun?"
Sukhwinder (gusse vich): "Kyu chahide ne? Sharaab peeni ae, chal jaldi kaddh!"
Simarjeet da chehra sakht ho gaya. Oh thodi serious aawaz vich boli—
Simarjeet: "Mere kol nahi ne."
Sukhwinder: "Ki matlab nahi ne? Gurveer jo kama ke dinda ae, oh sab taan tu hi rakhdi aen. Jaldi dass kithe ne paise!"
Simarjeet: "Jo paise bache san, oh ghar de kamman vich lagg gaye. Baaki Gurveer ne khetan vich laa ditte. Te... jo 2000 rupaye ghar vich san, oh vi tusi parson lai laye san. Hun ghar vich ik vi rupaiya nahi ae."
Sukhwinder (akkhan dikhaunde hoye): "Jhooth! Saaliye, main tainu changi tarah janda haan. Tu ghar vich paise luka ke rakhdi aen. Jaldi dass, nahi taan..."
Simarjeet (sakht aawaz vich): "Main sach bol rahi haan, ghar vich ik vi rupaiya nahi ae."
Sukhwinder da gussa hun hadd tapp gaya si. Oh taan waise vi nashedi si, har waqt ohnu bas nasha chahida hunda si. Jad paise na mile, taan ohda gussa hor bhadak gaya. Oh tezi naal Simarjeet de kol aaya te usde nazuk, gore gal nu apne hath naal zor naal ghutt ditta. Simarjeet de mooh ton dard bhari cheekh nikal gayi—
Simarjeet: "Aahhhh! Hhhuh... Chh-chhado... chhado mainu!"
Sukhwinder: "Paise devengi ya nahi?"
Simarjeet (dabe gale naal): "P-paise... nahi ne..."
Sukhwinder ne hor zor naal usde gal nu masal ditta. Simarjeet diyan akkhan vich hanju aa gaye, dard naal usda chehra laal ho chukka si. Par oh fer vi apni gall te adi si.
Simarjeet (ronde hoye): "Uughhh... Chhado... paise nahi ne... ughhh... maar vi devenga taan vi ik rupaiya nahi milna tainu... aahhh!"
Sukhwinder da gussa hor bhadkeya. Usne Simarjeet de gal nu hor zor naal ghutt ditta, usde gore, mulayam gaal hun laal ho chukke san. Hanjuan di dhaar usde chehre ton hethan digg rahi si, par Simarjeet nahi jhuki. Oh apne munde di mehnat de paise nu is nashedi de hath nahi den wali si.
Sukhwinder: "Paise nahi ne na? Taan theek ae!"
Eh bol ke usne Simarjeet nu dhakka ditta te oh manje te ja diggi. Sukhwinder almari vall vadheya. Simarjeet da dil darr naal dhadak gaya.
Simarjeet (ronde hoye): "Eh... eh taan meri bebe de gehna ne!"
Sukhwinder: "Haan! Hun isnu hi vech ke paiseyan da jugaad karunga, samjhi?"
Simarjeet (cheekh ke): "Nahi! Oh meri bebe di aakhri nishani ae... tu isnu nahi vech sakda!"
Sukhwinder: "Chup kar saaliye! Teri budhi maa taan kaddon di marr chukki ae. Hun eh gehna vech ke daru piyunga, samjhi?"
Simarjeet rondi rahi, usne Sukhwinder nu rokan di koshish kiti, par oh ik mard si, te Simarjeet, chahe kinni hi bhari-gundvi kyu na hove, ik aurat si. Usdi taakat usde saamne kamzor pai gayi. Sukhwinder ne usdi bebe da aakhri gehna khoh leya te gharon nikal gaya.
Simarjeet (cheekh ke): "Lai ja... sab lai ja... sab vech de! Par main Gurveer di mehnat da ik vi rupaiya tainu nahi devangi... ik vi nahi!"
Ronde-ronde Simarjeet manje ton utthi. Usne almari de hethon paiseyan da dabba kaddheya te usnu ik dooji jagah luka ditta, jithe Sukhwinder kade na labh paave. Oh apne munde di mehnat nu aidaan barbaad nahi hon devegi.
Simarjeet (mann vich): "Mera munda din-raat khetan vich mehnat karda ae, te tu usda peo hoke use de paise daru 'ch uda dinda aen? Aidaan main hor nahi hon devangi... kade nahi!"
Oh dupehar tak rondi rahi. Usde galan da dard hun thoda ghatt ho chukka si, odon hi ohnu yaad aaya—
Simarjeet: "Haye, dupehar ho gayi ae! Gurveer nu bhukh vi lagg gayi honi. Ajj taan oh savere-savere jaldi chala gaya si kamm te."
Oh turant utthi, rasoi vich gayi te roti ik tiffin vich paun laggi. Fer oh khetan vall tur payi, apne munde nu roti khwaun layi.
Odar khetan vich Gurveer mehnat kar reha si. Dhupp sir te chadhti si, paseena ohde mathe ton tapak reha si, par ohda dhyan bas kamm te si.
Kaka: "Putt, dupehar ho gayi, hun ja ke kha pi lai."
Gurveer: "Tusi jao bhaji, aje thoda kamm baaki ae."
Kaka (hassde hoye): "Tu taan gall sun'ne ton reha! Chal, main kha ke aunda haan."
Kaka chala geya. Hauli-hauli khetan vich kamm karan wale sab apne ghar roti khaan layi nikal gaye. Jo tiffin lyaaye san, oh ik passe baith ke kha rahe san. Khetan vich hun Gurveer kalla kamm kar reha si. Oh apne 'ch khoya hoya kamm kar reha si ki achanak ohdi nazar door ik aurat te payi.
Oh aurat suit-salwar vich si, usda jism bhara-gundva si te jad oh tur rahi si taan usdi kamar lachak maar rahi si. Usde 38 size de mummyan da uchhalna aidaan si, jiven gubbare hawa vich nach rahe hon. Inna bhara-gundva jism vekh Gurveer da dil machlan lagga, usda lun thodi jehi harkat karan lagga.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Eh kaun ae? Kaun ae eh bhari-gundvi aurat?"
Oh aurat khetan vall hi aa rahi si. Usne purana jaha hara suit paya hoya si, par us vich vi oh kise pari wargi lagg rahi si. Oh aurat ghund vich si, dhupp inni si is layi usne sir te palla lai leya si, eh vekh Gurveer da lun hun hor sakht hon lagga.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Kaun ho sakdi ae eh? Te eh taan mere vall hi aa rahi ae!"
Oh aurat usde bilkul kol aa ke khadi ho gayi. Gurveer da dil zor naal dhadak reha si. Usne socheya, "shayad koi... Rukk! Eh taan mummy...!"
Par agle hi pal us aurat ne apna palla hataya, te usda chehra saamne aaya. Eh vekh Gurveer de dil vich toofan jaha utth gaya. Eh aurat hor koi nahi, usdi maa Simarjeet Kaur si.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Eh taan meri mummy ne! Chhi... chhi... te main ki soch reha si? Ehna nu vekh mera lun... kinna ganda insaan haan main! Khud te sharam aa rahi ae."
Simarjeet: "Ki hoya, Gurveer? Eddan chup kyu aen? Tabiyat theek ae na?"
Gurveer apne aap nu hor kosan lagga.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Ehna nu meri kinni fikar ae, te main ehna nu vekh ke... chhi, inna ganda kadon ton ho gaya main?"
Simarjeet: "Hain? Gurveer! Sab theek ae na, putt?"
Gurveer: "H-haan, sab theek ae, mummy! Par tusi ithe, inni dhupp vich?"
Simarjeet: "Hor ki karaan? Tu taan savere jaldi nikal gaya si, nashta vi nahi kitta theek tarah. Hun roti lyayi haan tere layi. Chal, pehlan kha lai."
Gurveer ne dekhya, usdi maa dhupp vich poori tarah paseene naal bhij chukki si. Simarjeet healthy si matlab bhari-gundvi aurat, te bhari-gundvi auratan nu garmi zyada lagdi ae. Simarjeet nu garmi lagg rahi si, Simarjeet da bhara-gundva jism garmi vich hor vi chamak reha si.
Gurveer: "Mummy, tuhanu ithe aaun di ki lod si? Inni dhupp vich tusi kyu aaye?"
Gurveer ne apni maa nu khetan de ik passe, jhaadiyan de piche lai gaya, jithe dhupp nahi si. Othe thodi jehi chhan si, thandi jagah si. Usne Simarjeet nu jhaadiyan de piche bitha ditta te khud vi ohde kol baith gaya.
Gurveer: "Haan, ithe dhupp nahi ae."
Simarjeet: "Lai, hun roti kha lai."
Gurveer: "Ruko thodi der."
Gurveer ne apni t-shirt utari, jo usne payi hoyi si. Simarjeet usnu bas vekhdi rahi.
Gurveer: "Mummy, tusi taan poore bhij chukke ho paseene naal... Lyaao, main tuhada paseena poonjh dinda haan."
Simarjeet: "ohh, rehan de..."
Par Gurveer ne odon tak apni t-shirt naal Simarjeet de chehre da paseena poonjh ditta. Us t-shirt vich usde paseene di mehak si, jo kamm de waqt aayi si. Simarjeet de chehre nu poonjhde waqt oh mehak usde nakk vich gyii, te usda dil ik ajeeb jehe sukoon naal bhar gaya.
Simarjeet (mann vich): "Aahhh... eh mehak....."
Usdiyan akkhan apne aap band hon laggiyan. Usnu apne munde di eh mehak kise ittar ton ghatt nahi laggi.
Gurveer: "Tuhanu ithe aaun di ki lod si? Mainu bhukh lagdi taan main ghar aa janda."
Simarjeet: "Mainu pata ae, tainu bhukh laggi hovegi taan vi ghar nahi aavenga. Kamm vich hi rujheya rahenga."
Gurveer (muskuraunde hoye): "Tusi vi na, mummy!"
Gurveer hun sirf pajame vich si, uparon poora nanga. Usda seena paseene naal chamak reha si, usde seene de baal, seene ton laike dhidd de hethan tak ik patli jehi line banayi si, jo usdi dhunni de hethan ja ke gaayab ho rahi si. Eh scene vekh Simarjeet de gal sharam naal laal ho gaye, laal tamatar vaangu. Par oh ik maa si, usda dil apne munde di fikar naal bhareya si.
Simarjeet: "Tu taan aape paseene naal bhijeya hoya aen... aa, tera main paseena poonjh daan."
Gurveer: "nahi, isdi ki lod, mummy..."
Par Simarjeet ne apni chunni nu apni hikk ton laheya te us naal Gurveer de seene da paseena poonjhan laggi. Oh pyaar naal, hauli-hauli, apne munde de seene nu sehla rahi si, jivein koi anmol khazana hove.
Gurveer apni maa di is harkat nu vekh reha si, usda dil apni maa de pyaar naal bhar gaya.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Kinne pyare ne mere mummy... kinna khyaal rakhde ne mera."
Par odon hi usdi nazar Simarjeet di hikk te payi. Chunni hatan ton baad Simarjeet di tight kurti hun ohde bhare-gundve mummyan nu mushkil naal sambhal paa reha si. Suit thoda tight si, te ohde mummyan da upar wala hissa dikh reha si—gora, mulayam, Gurveer di nazar othe atakk gayi. Eh vekh usda lun fer ton harkat karan lagga, pajame vich tanaav vadhan lagga.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Eh ki inna wadda... chhi, main ki vekh reha haan? Eh meri mummy ne!"
Shukar si ki odon hi Simarjeet ne Gurveer da paseena poonjh leya si te chunni wapas apni hikk te lai layi. Ohnu pata nahi laggeya ki ohda munda ohde mummyan nu ghoor reha si, te ohda lun khada ho chukka si.
Simarjeet: "Lai, ho gaya. Chal hun kha lai."
Gurveer (ghabrande hoye): "H-haan!"
Simarjeet ne roti parosi. Gurveer hath dho ke khaan lagga, par odon hi ohnu kujh yaad aaya.
Gurveer: "Mummy, tusi roti khadhi?"
Simarjeet: "Nahi, main ghar ja ke kha lavangi."
Gurveer: "Aidaan nahi chalega, tuhanu vi khani paini ae, te hunne hi."
Simarjeet: "Par main tere layi hi roti lyayi si. Ikk jane di."
Gurveer: "Taan ki hoya? Ise vichon doven khavange."
Simarjeet: "Nahi putt, tu kha. Main ghar ja ke kha lavangi. Te waise vi, tu kha leya taan mera vi dhidd bhar gaya samajh lai."
Gurveer (muskuraunde hoye): "Acha, je aidaan di gall ae taan..."
Usne ik burki todi te turant Simarjeet de mooh vich paa ditti.
Simarjeet: "Hain?"
Gurveer: "Taan tusi khavonge, taan mainu laggega main vi kha layi."
Eh sunde hi Simarjeet diyan akkhan chhalak payiyan. Usda dil apne munde de pyaar naal bhar gaya.
Simarjeet (mann vich): "Isda peo mainu bas marda ae, te mera munda kinna pyaar karda ae mainu.. kise di nazar na lagge isnu, haye waheguru."
Simarjeet (burki chabaunde hoye): "Huhmm... hun tu vi kha... rukk, lai mooh khol."
Simarjeet ne vi ik burki Gurveer nu pyaar naal khwayi.
Gurveer: "Wahh, mummy! Desi murga... tusi banaya ae na? Bohut swaad ae!"
Simarjeet: "..."
Gurveer: "Hmm, bohut tasty ae, mummy!"
Simarjeet: "..."
Gurveer: "Hain? Ki hoya?"
Gurveer nu ki pata si ki eh desi murga usdi maa ne nahi, Kuljeet ne banaya si. Savere Kuljeet ne eh murga Simarjeet nu ditta si, keh ke ki "Gurveer nu dassna, eh main ohna layi banaya ae."
Simarjeet (mann vich): "Eh us kalmoohi Kuljeet ne banaya ae."
Ikk aurat de saamne dooji aurat de banaye khane di tareef sunna kise vi aurat nu pasand nahi si, Simarjeet nu bilkul vadiya nahi laggeya, oh vi apne munde de moohon. Usda mooh phull gaya te oh russ gayi."Hump!"
Simarjeet: "Kujh nahi, tu kha. Rajj ke kha. Main... main chaldi haan hun."
Gurveer: "Hein!!, tusi taan khadhi vi nahi theek naal!"
Simarjeet: "Tu kha... desi murga dakk-dakk ke kha! Tainu taan bohut pasand aaya na Kuljeet da... jaa, usde naal hi viah kar lai!"
Gurveer: "ohh, ki hoya? Mummy, naraaz kyu ho rahe o?"
Simarjeet: "Eh jo tu tareef kar reha si na murge di, oh main nahi, us kalmoohi Kuljeet ne banaya ae tere layi! Main taan eh sabzi banayi si, jo tu aje tak khadhi vi nahi... hump!"
Kehnde hoye Simarjeet ne mooh phula leya te dooje passe mooh kar leya. Vechari russ gayi.
Gurveer: "Acha, taan eh gall ae!" Gurveer ne apni maa da rusya hoya chehra apne vall ghumaya.
Simarjeet: "Tu kha, main ja rahi haan... hump!"
Gurveer: "Edhar vekho na."
Simarjeet ne usde vall vekhya, par mooh aje vi phulleya hoya si.
Simarjeet: "Hump! Hun ki hoya?"
Gurveer: "Eh murga sachi vadiya si. Par..."
Simarjeet: "Par ki?"
Gurveer: "Par is vich tusi mehsoos nahi ho rahe si. Is vich oh mamta nahi si, jo tuhade hathan di bani sabzi vich hundi ae, mummy!"
Eh sunde hi Simarjeet da dil pighal gaya. Oh Gurveer diyan akkhan vich vekhdi rahi, jivein eh parkhna chahundi hove ki oh sach bol reha ae ya nahi. Gurveer ne hun usdi banayi sabzi di burki khadhi, te akkhan band kar layiyan, jiven amrit chakheya hove.
Gurveer: "Sachi, mummy! Tuhade saamne taan Kuljeet vi fikki ae!"
Simarjeet: "Hain?"
Gurveer: "......"
Simarjeet: "Huh! Hunne k-ki keha tu....????"
Gurveer (mann vich): "Eh ki bol ditta main?"
Gurveer (gala saaf karde hoye): "Aham! Mera matlab si, tuhadi banayi sabzi de saamne Kuljeet da desi murga vi fikka lagda ae!"
Eh sun ke Simarjeet da dil khush ho gaya. Oh apne hathan naal apna mooh dabb ke hass payi. Hun oh russi nahi si, sagon usde haase vich ik alag jehi chamak si. Oh bohut pyari lagg rahi si is waqt.
Simarjeet: "Haan, haan! Bohut hoya tera naatak. Hun jhooth na bol, kha!"
Gurveer: "Jo main keha, sab sach si. Tusi aape kha ke vekho!"
Kehnde hoye Gurveer ne apni maa nu khwaya, te Simarjeet vi usnu khwaun laggi. Doven maa-putt jhaadiyan de piche ik-doosre nu pyaar naal roti khwa rahe san, jivein duniya vich bas oh doven hi hon. Thodi der baad roti khatam ho gayi.
Simarjeet: "Main chaldi haan, tu shaam nu jaldi aa javin."
Gurveer: "Theek ae, mummy!"
Simarjeet jaan layi utthi, par odon hi Gurveer ne usda hath fadh leya. Simarjeet piche mud ke boli.
Simarjeet: "Ki hoya, putt?"
Gurveer: "Mummy, tusi theek ho na?"
Simarjeet: "Haan, mainu ki hona ae?"
Gurveer: "Taan fer mainu aidaan kyu lagg reha ki tusi theek nahi ho?"
Simarjeet kujh der tak Gurveer nu vekhdi rahi, fer ik fikki jehi muskurahat de naal boli.
Simarjeet: "Main theek haan, putt."
Gurveer: "Theek ae, tusi jao. Main shaam nu aunda haan."
Simarjeet othon jaan laggi. Gurveer apni maa nu jande hoye vekhda reha. Simarjeet di bhari-gundvi bund suit-salwar vich upar-thlle uchhal rahi si, te Gurveer di nazar othe hi apni maa di bund te atakk gayi. Na chahunde hoye vi usda lun fer ton khada ho gaya. Usne pajame de utton apne lun nu sahlaaya, apni maa di uchhaldi bund nu vekhde hoye.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Uff... desi maal...!"
Turant usnu ehsaas hoya ki usne ki keha. Apni maa di bund vekh ke lun sahlaun di sharam naal usne jaldi naal hath hata leya te jhaadiyan de piche ton baahar aa gaya.
Odar ik Janani, jo usey khet vich kamm kardi si, usne Simarjeet nu jhaadiyan de pichyon niklade vekhya.
Janani (mann vich): "heinn, eh taan Simarjeet aa na? Haan ohi ae...!! Par eh jhaadiyan de piche ki kar rahi si?"
Odon hi usne vekhya ki jhaadiyan vichon ik jawan munda nikal reha ae, uparon nanga, sirf ik pajame vich. Eh vekh oh janani de hosh udd gaye.
Janani (mann vich): "Simarjeet is jawan munde de naal jhaadiyan de piche ki kar rahi si? Eh munda kaun ae?"
Usne dhyan naal vekhya taan usdiyan akkhan hairani naal fatiyan reh gaiyan.
Janani: "ohh, eh taan Gurveer ae... Simarjeet da munda!"
Us Janani da mooh hairani naal khull gaya. Te akkhan fadak gaiyan.
Janani (hairani vich): "Awwww! Eh... eh doven maa-putt, inni dhupp vich oh vi dupehare, oh vi jhaadiyan de piche ki kar rahe san? Haye rabba! Eh maa-putt jhaadiyan de piche..."
Usde dil vich ik khayal aaya, par odon hi usne dhyan naal vekhya ki Simarjeet de hath vich tiffin box si. Fer usne Gurveer nu dhyan naal vekhya, Gurveer jhaadiyan vichon nikal ke hath dho reha si. Oh aurat hun samajh chukki si, ki oh jo soch rahi si kinni galat si.
Janani (mann vich): "Ohh, taan Simarjeet apne munde nu roti khwaun aayi si! Hahaha, te main ki ki sochan laggi! Bhala, jhaadiyan de piche kehde maa-putt roti khande ne? Koi vi vekhega taan galat hi sochega!"
Thodi der baad sare kamm aale khetan vich wapas aa gaye. Gurveer vi kamm vich lagg gaya, par usda dil bechain si.
Gurveer (mann vich): "Mummy kujh udaas jehi lagg rahi si jande waqt. Oh theek taan ae na? Kitte mere bapu ne ohna nu fer ton kujh maada taan nahi keha?"
Gurveer ne kujh socheya te kake nu bulaya.
Gurveer: "bhaji, zara edhar aayo taan!"
Kaka: "Haan, ki ae, putt?"
Gurveer: "bhaji, main ghar jaana ae thoda time."
Kaka: "Putt, aje taan kamm baaki ae. Mitti vahuni ae, fer paani vi dena ae."
Gurveer: "Haan, par mera ghar jaana zaroori ae. Tusi ik kamm karo, shaam tak jinna ho sake mitti vaho. Fer main shaam nu aake paani de daanga."
Kaka: "Theek ae."
Gurveer: "Taan main chalda haan, bhaji. Ajj layi tusi ithe sambhal leyo."
Kaka: "Oh taan theek ae, par shaam nu paani kivein dwenga? Shaam nu taan hanera ho jaavega."
Gurveer: "Oh main vekh lavanga. Aje main chalda haan."
Kehnde hoye Gurveer ghar vall nikal gaya. Kaka soch vich pai geya.
Kaka (mann vich): "Pata nahi shaam nu kivein paani dwega, hanera ho jaavega. Khair, mainu ki, main apna kamm poora kar lavaan."
