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𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪

A raw, gritty story set in the heart of Dharavi, exploring forbidden bonds and harsh realities of life in the slums.
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In a cramped jhopad of Dharavi, a young man and his mother share a closeness that defies societal norms. Battling poverty, abuse, and desperation, their story reveals the thin line between love and taboo, survival and surrender.

𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦
* **Rez** — 20-year-old son, average build, rugged and vulnerable

* **Aradhya** — 44-year-old mother, strong, sexy, and resilient

* **Manoj** — 50-year-old father, alcoholic and abusive

* **Ganga** — 19-year-old elder sister, quietly strong

* **Janki** — 18-year-old younger sister, dreaming of escape

𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗡 𝗕𝗬
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Chapter-1
Dharavi Ki Galliyan, Aradhya Ka Dard​

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Dharavi ki galliyon mein hamesha ek ajeeb sa combination hota tha- machhli ki tez smell, sookhe gutter ka badbu mila hua gandha paani, aur kahin door se bajta hua koi purana filmy gaana, jo kisi ne apni chhat pe lagaye hue chhote speaker se chala rakha tha. Galliyan itni patli thi ki do aadmi ek saath guzarne lage toh dono ke kandhe takra jate. Upar se, tar-tar karke latke hue purane, fad gaye kapde, jo thodi der ke liye dhup mein sukh rahe hote, neeche mitti mein ghul mil ke sukh chuka kachra bikhra hota.
Aradhya ke ghar ka darwaza hamesha aadha khula rehta tha - ek purani lakdi ka darwaza jismein beech ka panel kab ka toot chuka tha. Uske andar se ek patla, purana, dhool se thoda sa zyada mila hua pardah latka rehta, jo jab hawa ke jhonke se hilta to halki si khar-kharahat karta. Ghar matlab ek kamra, jismein zameen par purani phat chuki chatai bichhi hoti, ek chhota sa kitchen corner jahan ek thoda sa jala hua chulha tha, aur peeche ek dark bathroom jismein light ka bulb bhi half dead tha-kabhi kabhi to bilkul hi bujh jata.

Upar asbestos ki chhat thi, jo garmi mein tandoor ban jati thi, aur baarish ke mausam mein, paani tap-tap karte hue andar girta rehta tha. Har baar jab baarish hoti, to Aradhya ko aur uske bacchon ko thand lagti, magar unke paas badalne ko kuch nahi tha.
Us din shaam ko, lagbhag 8 baje, Manoj laut ke aaya- sharabi aankhein laal, haath mein aadhi bottle Old Monk ke sath. Rez, jo chhat pe kapde utaar ke andar rakh raha tha, bas neeche utar hi raha tha, tabhi andar se tez awaaz aayi

“Saali madarchod… tu sochti hai main andha hoon?!”
Phir dhadam! ek zor ka thappad ki awaaz.

Rez ne apni saansein tez kar ke, seedhiyan do-do karke neeche utara, aur jaise hi usne pardah hataya, dekha Manoj ne Aradhya ka baazu pakad ke jor se khinch rakha tha, uske galle pe ek taza laal nishaan tha jo thodi der pehle bana lag raha tha. Aradhya ki sari ka aanchal neeche latak gaya tha, aur uska saans tez aur adhoora lag raha tha, jaise kisi ne uska dam tod diya ho. Ganga aur Janki, kone mein chipki hui, apni aankhon mein aansu chhupaye baithi thi.

“Bahar nikal saale!” Rez garaja, uski awaaz mein thodi si krodh ke saath dard bhi tha.

Manoj ne bottle ka ek ghut liya, Rez ko dekha, aur gusse mein bola, “Abe chutiye, apne baap se zubaan ladayega tu? Gandu, jaa apna kaam kar.”
Rez ka khoon khol gaya, uski haath moorcha jaise tight ho gaye, lekin Aradhya ne tez se sir hila ke mana kiya. Manoj fir se charpai pe baith gaya, bottle uthai, aur bas apne aap se bhosda-bhosda bakte hue, darwaze ke paas padi charpai pe gir gaya.
Aradhya chupchaap apne galle ko haath se daba ke kitchen ke kone mein chali gayi. Rez uske peeche gaya. Kitchen ki ek matki mein thanda pani tha, Rez ne ek glass bhar ke Aradhya ko diya, fir uska chehra apni taraf ghumaya.

Uski aankhon ke neeche purani thakaan ki lakeerein thi, aur gaal par ungliyon ke taza nishaan. Rez ne cream ka dabba uthaya jo woh hamesha apne liye rakhta tha, par zyada tar woh uska istemal maa ke zakhmon par malham lagane ke liye karta tha. Usne ungli me cream li, aur halki si awaaz mein bola, “Maa, aankhein band kar.”

Aradhya ne palkein girayi, lekin uski saans halki si kanp rahi thi. Rez ne uske galle pe cream lagayi, bohot dheere-dheere. Uske ungliyon ka touch naram tha, lekin andar se uska dimaag gusse se ubal raha tha. Har baar jab Manoj maa ko haath lagata tha, Rez ke andar kuch toot jata tha, kuch aisa jo shabdon mein bayaan nahi ho sakta tha.

Peeche se Ganga ki halki si awaaz aayi, “Bhai… khaana laga du?”
Rez ne bas sir hila diya, aur maa ka chehra thoda upar karke dekha. Aradhya ne uski taraf ek shukriya bhari muskaan di, lekin uske andar ka dard uske hothon tak nahi pahunch pa raha tha.

Bahar se galiyon mein awaaz thi-ek aadmi chillate hue keh raha tha, “Arre bhadwe, mera paisa de!” doosra gaali de ke bhaag raha tha. Bachche kachre ke dher ke paas plastic ki ball se cricket khel rahe the. Aur kahin door se ek randi ka high-pitched hansi sunai de rahi thi, jo kisi aadmi ke saath gali ke kone mein khadi thi. Dharavi mein yeh sab normal tha.

Rez ne apne andar socha-kab tak? Kab tak yeh aise chalega?
Lekin filhaal, uska kaam sirf ek tha- maa ko sambhalna. Aur uske liye woh kuch bhi karne ko tayyar tha.

To be continued...

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Chapter-1
Dharavi Ki Galliyan, Aradhya Ka Dard​

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Dharavi ki galliyon mein hamesha ek ajeeb sa combination hota tha- machhli ki tez smell, sookhe gutter ka badbu mila hua gandha paani, aur kahin door se bajta hua koi purana filmy gaana, jo kisi ne apni chhat pe lagaye hue chhote speaker se chala rakha tha. Galliyan itni patli thi ki do aadmi ek saath guzarne lage toh dono ke kandhe takra jate. Upar se, tar-tar karke latke hue purane, fad gaye kapde, jo thodi der ke liye dhup mein sukh rahe hote, neeche mitti mein ghul mil ke sukh chuka kachra bikhra hota.
Aradhya ke ghar ka darwaza hamesha aadha khula rehta tha - ek purani lakdi ka darwaza jismein beech ka panel kab ka toot chuka tha. Uske andar se ek patla, purana, dhool se thoda sa zyada mila hua pardah latka rehta, jo jab hawa ke jhonke se hilta to halki si khar-kharahat karta. Ghar matlab ek kamra, jismein zameen par purani phat chuki chatai bichhi hoti, ek chhota sa kitchen corner jahan ek thoda sa jala hua chulha tha, aur peeche ek dark bathroom jismein light ka bulb bhi half dead tha-kabhi kabhi to bilkul hi bujh jata.

Upar asbestos ki chhat thi, jo garmi mein tandoor ban jati thi, aur baarish ke mausam mein, paani tap-tap karte hue andar girta rehta tha. Har baar jab baarish hoti, to Aradhya ko aur uske bacchon ko thand lagti, magar unke paas badalne ko kuch nahi tha.
Us din shaam ko, lagbhag 8 baje, Manoj laut ke aaya- sharabi aankhein laal, haath mein aadhi bottle Old Monk ke sath. Rez, jo chhat pe kapde utaar ke andar rakh raha tha, bas neeche utar hi raha tha, tabhi andar se tez awaaz aayi

“Saali madarchod… tu sochti hai main andha hoon?!”
Phir dhadam! ek zor ka thappad ki awaaz.

Rez ne apni saansein tez kar ke, seedhiyan do-do karke neeche utara, aur jaise hi usne pardah hataya, dekha Manoj ne Aradhya ka baazu pakad ke jor se khinch rakha tha, uske galle pe ek taza laal nishaan tha jo thodi der pehle bana lag raha tha. Aradhya ki sari ka aanchal neeche latak gaya tha, aur uska saans tez aur adhoora lag raha tha, jaise kisi ne uska dam tod diya ho. Ganga aur Janki, kone mein chipki hui, apni aankhon mein aansu chhupaye baithi thi.

“Bahar nikal saale!” Rez garaja, uski awaaz mein thodi si krodh ke saath dard bhi tha.

Manoj ne bottle ka ek ghut liya, Rez ko dekha, aur gusse mein bola, “Abe chutiye, apne baap se zubaan ladayega tu? Gandu, jaa apna kaam kar.”
Rez ka khoon khol gaya, uski haath moorcha jaise tight ho gaye, lekin Aradhya ne tez se sir hila ke mana kiya. Manoj fir se charpai pe baith gaya, bottle uthai, aur bas apne aap se bhosda-bhosda bakte hue, darwaze ke paas padi charpai pe gir gaya.
Aradhya chupchaap apne galle ko haath se daba ke kitchen ke kone mein chali gayi. Rez uske peeche gaya. Kitchen ki ek matki mein thanda pani tha, Rez ne ek glass bhar ke Aradhya ko diya, fir uska chehra apni taraf ghumaya.

Uski aankhon ke neeche purani thakaan ki lakeerein thi, aur gaal par ungliyon ke taza nishaan. Rez ne cream ka dabba uthaya jo woh hamesha apne liye rakhta tha, par zyada tar woh uska istemal maa ke zakhmon par malham lagane ke liye karta tha. Usne ungli me cream li, aur halki si awaaz mein bola, “Maa, aankhein band kar.”

Aradhya ne palkein girayi, lekin uski saans halki si kanp rahi thi. Rez ne uske galle pe cream lagayi, bohot dheere-dheere. Uske ungliyon ka touch naram tha, lekin andar se uska dimaag gusse se ubal raha tha. Har baar jab Manoj maa ko haath lagata tha, Rez ke andar kuch toot jata tha, kuch aisa jo shabdon mein bayaan nahi ho sakta tha.

Peeche se Ganga ki halki si awaaz aayi, “Bhai… khaana laga du?”
Rez ne bas sir hila diya, aur maa ka chehra thoda upar karke dekha. Aradhya ne uski taraf ek shukriya bhari muskaan di, lekin uske andar ka dard uske hothon tak nahi pahunch pa raha tha.

Bahar se galiyon mein awaaz thi-ek aadmi chillate hue keh raha tha, “Arre bhadwe, mera paisa de!” doosra gaali de ke bhaag raha tha. Bachche kachre ke dher ke paas plastic ki ball se cricket khel rahe the. Aur kahin door se ek randi ka high-pitched hansi sunai de rahi thi, jo kisi aadmi ke saath gali ke kone mein khadi thi. Dharavi mein yeh sab normal tha.

Rez ne apne andar socha-kab tak? Kab tak yeh aise chalega?
Lekin filhaal, uska kaam sirf ek tha- maa ko sambhalna. Aur uske liye woh kuch bhi karne ko tayyar tha.

To be continued...

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Chapter-1.2
Dharavi Ki Galliyan, Aradhya Ka Dard​

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Kitchen ka kona chhota sa tha, ek patli si purani bhangar se kharidi hui table jisme teen steel ki thaliyan rakhi thi, saath me ek patila jisme chana aur thoda sa chawal tha yaa yu kaho garibi me unke liye ye phulav tha.



Ganga ne haath me roti ka dibba uthati aur use table pe rakhti he, lekin uske haath thode kanp rahe the. Janki chup-chaap glass me pani bhar rahi thi, uski aankhon se nikle aansuon ki lakir uske galo pe thi..jo kabki sukh chuki thi...wahi rez apni maa ke zakhmo pe cream laga raha tha...aur unpe fuk maar raha tha...tabhi ganga ne rez se dhimi si aawaz se kaha Bhaiya khaan lag chuka...rez ne use sirf bas haa me apna sir hila diya..

Manoj, jo ab charpai par let gaya tha, bottle abhi bhi uske haath me thi. Uski saanso se aur uske muh mese daaru ki gandi smell me aa rahi thi jo pure kamre me ghoom rahi thi. Dharavi ke slum me waisi smell new thi hi nahi- kabhi machhli, kabhi sookha gutter, aur jab ghar me sharabi hota hai to daaru ki tez mahek.

Aradhya ne apni sari ka aanchal sir pe le liya, aur table ke paas baith gayi, rez bhi usi ke saath baaju me chair pe baith gaya .

Ganga aur Janki dono side me. Thali me khana serve kiya aur khud bhi unke saamne beth gai..khana shuru hua, sab chup chaap apna khana khaa rahe the Sirf Manoj ke kharraate ki awaaz, aur steel ke glass ka kabhi-kabhi table pe lagna aur ganga ke usme Pani bharne ki aawaz aa rahi thi...

rez ne apni maa ki taraf dekha- ek dum chup, sirf uske aansu nikal ke roti pe git rahe the. Rez ka dil bhari ho gaya. Usne haath aage badhaya, maa ka haath apni hatho me pakad liya.

“Bas maa… please… ro mat,” usne halki awaaz me kaha.Ganga bhi apni maa ko rota dekh uske aansu nikal gaye.. Janki ne apna sir neeche kar liya, roti ka tukda toda aur khane jaa hi rahi thi, lekin muh tak nahi le gayi....

Rez ne maa ka haath thoda zor se daba ke sambhala, jaise keh raha ho ki ab main hoon na....

Aradhya ne apni palkein upar uthai, Rez ne aaradhya ki aankhon me dekha. Uski aankhon me wo pyar tha jo sirf maa apne bachche ko deti hai, lekin saath me wo shukriya bhi, ki jab bhi woh gir jaye kisi mushkil waqt me to yeh ye ladka hi tha jo usse sambhalta tha.

Aaradhya ne uske balo pe haath ferete hue kaha “Kha le beta… warna khana thanda ho jayega,” usne bas itna kaha, lekin awaaz me kanp thi.

Sabne thoda-thoda khana khaya, lekin pet se zyada rooh bhari thi gam se.

Manoj ke kharraate aur daaru ki smell poore kamre me mil ke ek ajeeb sa dabav bana rahe the.

Raat ko, jhopde ki halat wahi thi jo pehle thi..do hi kamre. Ek me Ganga aur Janki ki chhoti si khatiya, doosre me Manoj aur Aradhya ka bistar. Rez ka apna ek chhota sa moora tha jo wo aksar kitchen ke paas bichha ke sota tha, Ganga aur janki apne kamre me chale gaye kuch samay ke baad...par dusre kamre me akele so rahi Aradhya ko becheni ho rahi thi wo bahara hall me aai to usne dekha rez hall me apni zindagi ko bethe bethe kos raha he....Aradhya ne ek baar ke liye socha Manoj ko andar kamre me sula de lekin aaj Aradhya ko manoj ke saath sona sahi nahi laga to usne dheere se kaha,

“Beta, aaj mere kamre me mere saath so jata to…wo kya baat he...kya he agar tera baap jag gaya to fir shor machayega.”

Rez ne maa ki taraf dekha, phir sir hila diya. Manoj apne aap me ulta ho ke soya hua tha, muh se daaru ki badbu aur halki si kharrate ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
rez bhi ab hall se khada hoke apni maa ke sath kamre me aa chuka tha ..

Wahi Aradhya ne Rez ko apne paas bitha liya, dono ek hi bistar ke kinare pe baith gaye.

“Tu tension mat le, beta… main theek hoon,” Aradhya ne uske baalon me haath phiraate hue kaha.

Rez ne maa ka haath apne gaal se lagaya. “Maa, tu kabhi theek nahi hoti… main sab dekhta hoon… main janta hoon tu kitna dard jhelti hai,” uska gala bhar aaya.

Aradhya ne thoda sa apna sir uske kandhe pe rakh diya. Dono chup the, bas bahar se slum ki awaazein aa rahi thi-ek kutta bhonk raha tha, door se kisi ne “madarchod” chillaya aisi aawaz aa rahi thi shayad ek aur pati uski patni ko maar raha tha, ye koi nai baat nahi thi dharavi me,aur kahi kisi gali se apni randibazi karti koi randi apne ghar lot rahi thi...

Bistar par, maa-beta ka ye lamha alag tha-dard ka, dil ma, aur ek ajeeb si doori ke bawajood nazdeeki ka.

Aradhya ka haath Rez ke haath me tha, dono chup chaap baithe the jaise waqt thoda ruk gaya ho.

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