Adultery Clandestine Affair:Meri Patni Mere Baap Ki Deewani

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Update 89

Meri aankhein nam ho gayi thi. Ye thodi si rakam jo Pitaji ne apni mehnat aur kam kharch karke humare liye jama ki thi, wo meri aankhon ke saamne thi. Wo insurance policy ka matlab bhi mujhe achhe se samajh aa raha tha. Is waqt wo insurance policy aur passbook, jo sirf kuch kagaz ke tukde the, mere haathon mein jaise hazaar kilo ke bhaari patthar ho. Haathon mein liye-liye unka wazan dil par mehsoos ho raha tha. Rita ne ye sab dekha aur zameen par baithkar apna muh chhupate hue rone lagi, uski awaaz bhi nahi nikal rahi thi.

Lekin jab maine ye sab dekha, toh dil mein thodi si rahat si hui. Kyunki koi wasiyat nahi thi. Jab tak wasiyat nahi hai, tab tak ek chhoti si ummeed bachi hai. Shayad ye insurance policy aur passbook Pitaji ne ghar par sirf kuch waqt ke liye rakha ho?

Wo raat mere aur Rita ke liye bahut bhari thi. Hum dono mein se koi nahi soya. Waqt dheere-dheere guzarta raha. Bahar ka toofan dheere-dheere shant hone laga, lekin mere dil mein bechaini badhti ja rahi thi.

Subah hote hi, toofan kaafi kam ho chuka tha. Sirf thodi si baarish ho rahi thi. Mausam ab rescue ke liye theek ho chuka tha. Main, Rita, electricity company ke log, aur fire brigade ki team sab Tapu ke kinaare ikattha hue.

Is rescue ke liye fire brigade ne chaar rescue boats nikali thi, jismein saari zaroori equipment thi. Hum sab bechaini se boat par chadh gaye. Boat poore zor se chali. Boat ka aage ka hissa nadi ki lehron ko cheerta hua aage badh raha tha. Nadi ka paani boat par udta hua humein bheega raha tha, lekin boat ki speed ek pal ke liye bhi nahi ruki.

“Pitaji, please, tumhein kuch nahi hona chahiye. Agar tumhein kuch ho gaya, toh iska gunaahgaar main hi hunga,” maine dil hi dil mein dua maangi, haath zor se bheench liye, aur meri nazar Tapu ki taraf tiki rahi, jahan Pitaji the.

Waqt dheere-dheere guzar raha tha. Aakhirkaar, Pitaji ka Tapu nazar aaya. Mera dil josh se bhar gaya. Main toh us waqt boat se koodkar tairta hua island tak jana chahta tha. Main yeh bhi chahta tha ki Pitaji is waqt island par na ho. Main chahta tha ki wo kahin ghoomne ya dil behlane ke liye chale gaye ho.

Boat aakhirkaar Tapu par ruk gayi. Main jaldi se kooda aur nadi ke thode se paani mein daudta hua aage badha. Rita bhi mere saath boat se utar aayi. Island ka haal dekhkar mere dil ko thodi si rahat mili, kyuki nadi ka paani badha toh tha, lekin Pitaji ka ghar kaafi oonchi jagah par tha. Paani ke badhne ke hisaab se, Pitaji ka ghar shayad paani mein nahi dooba hoga.

Hum usi purane raste, ghass, aur jungle se hote hue daudte rahe. Jaise-jaise ghar kareeb aata gaya, mera dil aur zor se dhadakne laga. Ghass kaafi had tak toofan mein dab chuki thi, kuch pedh bhi toofan mein toot gaye the. Tapu ke windmills, jo bijli banate the, unmein se kuch ke patte toofan mein toot kar gir gaye the.

“Nahi, please, aisa mat ho!” Lekin jab hum Pitaji ke ghar ke paas pahunche, toh hum sab ke pair thum gaye. Mera dil poora doob gaya. Dimaag mein ek pal ke liye kuch sochne ki himmat nahi rahi.

Pitaji ka ghar ab ghar nahi raha tha. Bas tooti-footi deewarein aur mitti ka dher bacha tha. Pitaji ka brick ka ghar poora dhas chuka tha. Ghar ke oopar ek bada sa windmill ka patta gira hua tha, jo toofan mein toot kar gira hoga. Pata nahi ghar toofan ki wajah se gira ya us bade se patte ke wajah se dhas gaya.

Tapu ke windmill kaafi bade the, har windmill ke teen patte hote the, aur har patta 35 meter lamba tha. Dutch windmills ki keemat 10 crore thi, aur desi windmills 8 crore ke. Dutch windmill sabse zyada bijli banate the—ek chakkar mein 5 rupaye ki bijli (ye data sach hai, mere ghar ke paas bhi aise windmills hain).

Fire brigade ke log sabse pehle hosh mein aaye aur jaldi se equipment leke khudai shuru kar mancato. Unhone waste ke oopar pade bade se windmill ke patte ke wajah se khudai mein dikkat ho rahi thi. Unhein dar tha ki kahin Pitaji waste ke neeche dabbe ho aur unhein aur chot na lage, isliye khudai dheere ho rahi thi.

Hum nahi jaan sake the ki ye ghar kab gira hoga. Jitna zyada waqt guzar chuka hoga, utna hi Pitaji ke liye khatra badh raha tha. Main kuch soch nahi raha tha, bas ek pagal ki tarah tools leke khudai kar raha tha. Mere baazu kabhi nahi thake. Rita bhi mere saath khudai kar rahi thi.

Waqt guzarta gaya, pata nahi kitna waqt nikal gaya. Fire brigade ke log baari-baari khana kha rahe the, lekin rescue ka kaam nahi ruka. Humne toote hue windmill ke patte ko hata diya aur sabse pehle Pitaji ke bedroom ki taraf khudai shuru ki. Aakhirkaar, jab ek bada sa beam hataaya gaya, toh humne wo manzar dekha jo hum kabhi nahi dekhna chahte the.

Pitaji wahan pade the, poora jism mitti aur keechad se dhaka hua tha. Barish ke paani se unki mitti keechad ban chuki thi. Unke sir par ek gahara zakhm tha, shayad kisi cheez ke lagna se hua tha. Khoon kaafi beh chuka tha, jo unke sir par jam gaya tha.

Lekin ek chhoti si khushi thi—ghar girte waqt shayad beam ke wajah se Pitaji ke aaspaas ek chhota sa safe jagah ban gayi thi. Yehi ek chhoti si ummeed thi.

Jab Pitaji ka jism dikha, toh medical team jaldi se unke paas pahunch gayi. Pitaji ka chehra safed pad chuka tha, unke sir ka zakhm saaf dikh raha tha, unke kapde barish se bheeg chuke the, aur unka jism keechad mein lath-path tha. Main apne aap ko sambhal raha tha, mujhe hosh mein rehna tha. Pitaji ko meri zarurat thi.

Rita zameen par baithkar rone lagi, uska rona dil cheer dene wala tha.

“Sasurji ke saath aisa hadsa, aur bahu itna ro rahi hai. Shayaad sagi beti bhi itna na roti. Kitna acha beta aur bahu hai, kitna khushnaseeb hai yeh baap,” medical team ki ek aurat ne humein chup karate hue kaha.

Maine apne hothon ko itna kaat liya tha ki khoon nikal aaya. Mere muh mein khoon ka namkeen swaad aa raha tha.

Medical aur fire brigade ke log Pitaji ko dhyan se uthakar barish se bachaane ke liye ek jagah le gaye. Medical team ne jaldi se check-up shuru kiya.

“Behosh hai, dil ki dhadkan bahut halki hai, kabhi bhi ruk sakti hai. Sir mein gehri chot hai, jaldi hospital le jana hoga,” medical team ne humein bataya.

Pitaji ab umar mein bade ho chuke the, aur is toofan mein itna waqt bitane ke baad, unke sir mein chot ke saath, unki zindagi khatre mein thi. Lekin ek chhoti si ummeed ab bhi thi. Maine rone se roki hui Rita ko uthaya, aur rescue team Pitaji ko uthakar boat tak le gayi, jahan se hum hospital ke liye nikalne wale the.

Main, Rita, aur medical team ek hi boat mein the. Pitaji boat ke beech mein letaye gaye the, unke chehre par keechad laga tha aur oxygen mask laga tha. Rita ab chup ho chuki thi, lekin uski aankhein apne aap ko dosh de rahi thi. Wo apne hoth kaat rahi thi, uska chehra guilt se bhara tha.

Tabhi meri nazar Pitaji ke haath par gayi. Unka haath unki jeb mein tha, aur itne hichkole ke bawajood bhi wo jeb se nahi nikla tha. Shayad Pitaji kuch sambhal rahe the. Maine dhyan se unka haath jeb se nikala. Unka jism thoda sakht ho chuka tha, ya shayad unhone maut ke waqt bhi us cheez ko zor se pakda hua tha. Badi mushkil se maine unka haath bahar nikala.

Jab maine dekha ki Pitaji ne kya pakda hua tha, mera dil doob gaya. Rita ne bhi wahi dekha aur ek pal ke liye sann rah gayi. Usne apna muh pher liya, lekin uske kaanpte kandhe sab kuch keh rahe the. Usne apne haath itne zor se bheenche ki uske nakhun uski haathon mein chubh gaye, lekin usne parwah nahi ki. Wo apne aap ko sambhal rahi thi.

Thodi der baad Rita ne apna chehra meri taraf kiya. Uska chehra shant tha, lekin uske kaate hue hoth aur khoon se bhare haath uske dard ko dikha rahe the.

Is waqt mera dil kuch samajh nahi paa raha tha. Main yeh soch bhi nahi sakta tha ki Pitaji ne apne aakhri waqt mein bhi us cheez ko itna sambhala. Jo cheez Pitaji ne apni jeb mein chhupakar, apni jaan se bhi zyada sambhali thi, wo tha wahi sandalwood ka pipe jo Rita ne unhein birthday par diya tha…

 

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Update 90


Maine pipe ko pitaji ke haath se nikaala, pitaji ne ise itni zor se pakda hua tha ki mujhe unki ungliyan kholne mein kaafi mehnat karni padi. Uske baad maine pipe Rita ko diya. Rita ne chupke se, apne khoon se bhari aankhon wale haathon se pitaji ka pipe apne bag mein rakha.

Hospital pahunchne ke baad, main aur Rita emergency room ke bahar kursiyon par baithe. Main apne aap ko sambhalne ki koshish kar raha tha, jabki Rita ro-rokar bilkul toot chuki thi. Woh mere kandhe par jhuk kar baithi thi, aankhein band kiye, pata nahi kya soch rahi thi. Uski aankhein ro-rokar laal aur sooj chuki thi. Pitaji abhi bhi emergency room mein the, unki halat kaafi nazuk thi. Kya hoga, koi nahi jaanta tha. Main aur Rita bahar bechaini se intezaar kar rahe the.

Isi waqt, maine apni jeb se ek kagaz nikala, jo kayi plastic bags mein lapeta hua tha. Yeh kagaz mujhe pitaji ke coat ki andar wali jeb mein mila tha, jab main unka pipe dhoondh raha tha. Tab wahan kaafi log the, isliye maine chupke se is kagaz ko chhupa liya. Mujhe laga shayad yeh pitaji ka likha hua aakhri khat ho, jo unhone jaan bujhkar chhoda ho. Jab fire rescue team wapas chali gayi aur pitaji ke company ke supervisor wapas office gaye, maine socha ab is kagaz ko kholkar dekha jaye ki isme kya likha hai.

Plastic ke thailon ko ek-ek karke khola, aur woh kagaz saamne aaya. Maine dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini ke saath us kagaz ko dheere-dheere khola. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki isme kuch likha hoga ya nahi, aur agar likha hoga to pitaji ne kya likha hoga. Jab khola, to dekha usme sachmein kuch likha tha. Maine ek gehri saans li aur apne dil ko thoda sa shant kiya, phir padhna shuru kiya:

"Sameer, pata nahi tu yeh khat padh raha hai ya nahi. Agar tu yeh khat padh raha hai, to shayad main ab nahi raha. Agar main zinda hota, to main tujhe yeh khat kabhi nahi dikhaata. Mujhe maaf karna, beta. Main sachmein thak gaya hoon. Jab se teri maa guzar gayi, main har waqt thaka-thaka sa mehsoos karta hoon. Tum aur Rita dono mere liye bahut acha karte ho, aur Raj bhi kitna pyara aur samajhdaar hai. Lekin teri maa ke jaane ke baad, mujhe is duniya mein jeene ki koi wajah nahi dikhti. Shayad main bahut nakaara hoon, ya shayad main darpok hoon. Shayad maut hi meri asli azaadi hai, jo mujhe poori tarah se aaram de sakti hai.

Maine zindagi bhar mehnat ki, thaka, par aakhir mein mujhe sukoon hai kyunki mera parivaar poora hai. Lekin apni is zindagi mein, maine bahut galtiyan ki. Main teri maa ko bacha nahi saka, woh mujhse pehle chali gayi. Maine tere liye kaafi daulat nahi jama ki, jisse tu apne dum par shaadi karke apna ghar basaya. Main ek baap ke farz bhi poore nahi kar saka...

Ek baat bolun, teri maa ke liye main ek acha pati nahi tha, aur tere liye ek acha baap nahi raha. Is waqt mera dil bahut dard aur pareshani mein hai, aur yeh dard din-ba-din badhta ja raha hai. Aakhir mein, main is bojh ko aur nahi seh saka. Isi waqt company ne mujhe bataya ki toofan aane wala hai, aur mujhe Jiangxin Island se nikal jana chahiye. Par mujhe laga yeh shayad mera aakhri mauka hai apne aap ko azaad karne ka. Main khudkushi karne ki himmat nahi rakhta, par yeh mauka shayad upar wala de raha hai. Main sochta hoon, agar main island par raha aur sab theek raha, to tu yeh khat nahi dekhega, aur main yun hi jee lunga. Par agar main mar gaya, to yeh upar wale ki saza hai, aur meri azaadi bhi. Meri zindagi ya maut ka faisla ab upar wale ke haathon mein hai.

Mere bedroom ke drawer mein ek file hai, usme ek insurance policy hai jo maine teen saal pehle li thi. Isme tera naam beneficiary ke roop mein hai. Maine suna tha ki agar insurance lene ke do saal baad insured khudkushi karta hai, to bhi beneficiary ko poora paisa milta hai. To bhale hi maine khudkushi ki ho, woh policy valid hai. Kitna paisa milega, yeh mujhe sachmein nahi pata. Tu samajhdaar hai, aur tujhe kanoon ka bhi pata hai, to tu khud insurance company se baat kar lena.

Ek aur cheez hai, rural credit society ka ek passbook. Yeh paise maine tere diye hue kharchon aur kuch aur se bacha ke jama kiye hain. Yeh paise thodi si hi hain, par meri taraf se tujhe ek chhota sa tohfa hai. Umeed hai tu aur Rita isse nafrat nahi karoge.

Rita ek bahut achi ladki hai. Tum dono ko ek saath achi zindagi jeeni hai, usse kabhi dukh mat dena, nahi to main marta bhi to tujhe kabhi maaf nahi karunga.

Aur Raj ko bhi achhe se paal-pos karna, usse swasth aur achha insaan banana. Afsos hai ki main uska bada hona, padhai mein safalta, shaadi, aur bacche nahi dekh paunga.

Maaf karna, Sameer. Main ek acha baap nahi ban saka. Mujhe tujhse aur teri maa se milne ki himmat nahi hai. Apna khayal rakhna..."

Yeh chhota sa "will" padhkar meri aankhon se aansoon behne lage. Aansoon us kagaz par tapakne lage, jo pehle hi kaafi silvaton se bhara hua tha. Pata nahi pitaji ne is kagaz ko kitni baar khola aur band kiya hoga. Rita, jo aankhein band karke chup thi, mere jhatke se jaag gayi. Usne mujhe roti hui aankhon se dekha aur phir uska dhyan us kagaz par gaya.

Jab mujhe laga ki Rita jaag chuki hai, maine chupke se pitaji ka "will" uske haathon mein de diya. Rita chupke se padhne lagi. Dheere-dheere uski aankhon se aansoon tapakne lage, uske haath kaanpne lage, aur uske hoth bhi thar-thara rahe the, jabki uske daant bheench gaye.

Pitaji apna gunaah maaf karna chahte the. Bhale hi unhone is khat mein Rita ke saath apne rishte ka ek shabd bhi nahi likha, par main unke "aakhri shabdon" se sab samajh gaya. Pitaji apni maut se, us insurance se, aur us passbook se mujhse maafi maang rahe the, apna gunaah confess kar rahe the.

Rita ka unke prati thanda vyavhaar unke jeene ki wajah ko khatam kar chuka tha. Woh budhe ho chuke the, aur maa ke jaane ke baad waise bhi akela aur udaas the. Rita ke aane se unhe thodi si khushi mili thi, par woh unki bahu thi, jisse woh na pa sakte the, na hi paane ka haq rakhte the. Bhale hi unka aur Rita ka rishta kuch bhi raha ho, unka dil hamesha gunaah ke bojh se daba raha. Aur sabse badi baat, woh Rita se sachmein pyar karne lage the, par woh ek aisi aurat thi jisse woh kabhi apna nahi sakte the.

In saari pareshaniyon aur Rita ke thande vyavhaar ke baad, pitaji ne yeh rasta chuna, apne aap ko poori tarah azaad karne ke liye. Pitaji ne apni maut tak Rita aur apne rishte ka zikr nahi kiya, shayad apni aur Rita ki izzat bachane ke liye, aur shayad isliye bhi ki main Rita ke liye koi galat soch na rakhoon. Woh apne saath Rita ka raaz hamesha ke liye dafan karna chahte the.

Rita ne khat padh liya aur mujhe wapas kiya. Woh zameen par baith gayi aur zor-zor se rone lagi, bilkul bhi parwah nahi ki baki wards ke log use ajeeb nazron se dekh rahe the. Hospital mein roz log marte hain, paida hote hain, isliye doctors aur nurses ke liye yeh koi nayi baat nahi thi. Main pitaji ke khat ke chhupe hue matlab ko samajh gaya tha, aur Rita kyun na samajhti? Iss waqt shayad uska dil pitaji ke liye nafrat se nahi, balki afsos, pachtaave, aur thodi si daya se bhara hua tha. Uska asli dil kya soch raha tha, main nahi jaan saka.

"Sab meri galti hai, sab meri galti hai! Agar main nahi hoti, to pitaji ke saath yeh sab nahi hota..." Rita khat padhne ke baad ekdam se bhaukalayi, jaise woh khud se baat kar rahi ho, ya khud ko daant rahi ho.

Us waqt mujhe thodi si ghabrahat hui. Main ek pal ke liye pitaji ke emergency room mein hone ko bhool gaya. Rita ki aakhri baat sunke laga jaise woh mujhse sab kuch confess karne wali hai. Agar Rita ne mujhe apne aur pitaji ke rishte ke baare mein sab kuch bataya, to main kya karunga? Kya main anjaan banta rahunga, ya yeh bol dunga ki sab kuch maine hi plan kiya tha?

Main bilkul bhi taiyaar nahi tha Rita ke saath aise confession ke liye. Par shukar hai, Rita ne aakhri baat mein bas "agar main nahi hoti..." tak kaha aur ruk gayi. Shayad usse ehsaas hua ki woh kuch zyada bolne wali thi, aur usne waqt rehne apni baat rok li. Usne mujhe dekha, aur shayad meri shakal dekhkar samajh gayi ki main ghabraya hua tha. Main use ghoor raha tha.

"Agar main... tujhe jabardasti ghumne ke liye nahi le jati, to pitaji ke saath yeh sab nahi hota. Agar hum ghar par hote, to humein weather forecast ka pata hota, humein ghar ka mausam dikhta, aur hum pitaji ko waqt par wapas la sakte the. Yeh sab nahi hota. Sab meri galti hai, agar hum ghumne nahi jate, to yeh sab nahi hota..." Rita ne shayad apni galti samajh li thi, aur usne apni baat ko chhupa liya, aur baat ko ghuma diya.

"Rita, khud ko dosh mat de. Isme teri koi galti nahi hai. Yeh sab kismat ka khel hai, aur meri bhi galti hai. Main hamesha kaam aur ghar ke chakkar mein laga raha, par pitaji ke ehsaas ko nahi samjha. Ek akela budha aadmi kaisa mehsoos karta hai, maine kabhi dhyan nahi diya. Galti meri hai, maine apne baap ke farz nahi nibhaaye, na hi unke badalte mizaaj ko dekha. Isme tera koi dosh nahi," maine zameen par baithkar Rita ke kandhe par haath rakha aur use dheere se tasalli di. Hum dono ek saath emergency room ke bahar zameen par baith gaye, ek doosre se chipak kar. Rita mere kandhe par roti rahi, uski awaaz ruk nahi rahi thi.

Agar pitaji theek ho gaye, to main yeh faisla kar chuka tha ki aisa dukh kabhi dobara nahi hone dunga. Main sochne laga ki kaise pitaji aur Rita ke saath khulkar baat karun. Shayad sab kuch khulkar bol dena hi behtar ho, taki yeh doori khatam ho jaye. Par agar main khulkar baat karta hoon, to kaise cheezein meri soch ke mutabik jayengi, yeh sochna zaroori tha. Is waqt mujhe ek faisla karna tha—agar pitaji theek ho gaye, to main kya karunga?

Waqt dheere-dheere beet raha tha. Main aur Rita zameen par baithe rahe, pata nahi kitna waqt guzar gaya, hum dono waqt ko bhool chuke the. "Ding!" Emergency room ke darwaze par lagi light ka rang badla, aur ek halki si awaaz ke saath humein pata chala ki operation khatam ho gaya.

Yeh awaaz sunte hi main aur Rita jhat se khade ho gaye. Hum intezaar kar rahe the. Dheere-dheere darwaza khula, aur sabse pehle main doctor bahar aaya. Main aur Rita ka dil itna ghabraya hua tha ki hum koi buri khabar nahi sunna chahte the. Hum bas yahi sunna chahte the ki operation successful tha, aur patient khatre se bahar hai.

Par jab maine doctor ke thake hue aur udaas chehre ko dekha, mera dil ekdum se doob gaya...

"Maaf kijiye, humne puri koshish ki..."

 

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Update 91

“Boom…” Doctor ke shabdon ko sunte hi mere dimaag mein jaise bomb phat gaya. Aisa laga jaise meri saari soch aur hosh mujhe chhodkar ja rahe hain.

“Thud!” Ek girne ki awaaz ne mujhe jhatka diya. Jab main hosh mein aaya, toh dekha ki mukhya doctor Rita ko uthane ke liye jhuk rahe hain. Doctor ki baat sunte hi Rita behosh ho gayi thi aur zameen par gir padi.

Mera dimaag us waqt short-circuit ho chuka tha, isliye main Rita ko sambhalne ke liye aage nahi badha. Sach kahu toh main bhi behosh hone wala tha, lekin maine apne dimaag ko sambhalne ki poori koshish ki, khud ko roka. Par meri aankhon se aansuon ka sailaab ruk nahi raha tha.

Paas khade doosre doctors aur nurses jaldi se aage badhe aur Rita ko sambhala, use doosre ward mein le gaye aaram aur ilaaj ke liye. Rita ko nurses ke saath bhejkar main wahi ruka. Mujhe mukhya doctor se kuch baat karni thi.

“Mere pitaji… kya woh… chale gaye?” Maine apni bhaari aur roti hui awaaz mein doctor se poochha. Dil ab bhi ek chhoti si ummeed liye tha.

“Haan… abhi nahi, par lagbhag wahi halat hai. Aapke pitaji ke dimaag ki khun ki guthliyon ko saaf kar diya gaya hai, operation kaafi safal raha. Lekin woh hosh mein nahi aaye, woh gehri behoshi mein hain…” Doctor ne dheemi awaaz mein samjhaaya, unki awaaz mein thakan saaf jhalak rahi thi.

“Kya unke hosh mein aane ki koi ummeed hai?” Maine poochha.

“Haan, hai, par bahut kam. Aapko sabse bura sochkar taiyaar rehna chahiye. Agar ek hafta ke andar woh hosh mein nahi aaye, toh… main salah doonga ki aap haath chhod dein…” Doctor ne yeh kehkar chupke se chala gaya. Kayi ghanton ka operation karne ke baad woh bhi thak chuka tha.

Yeh khabar sunte hi maine khud ko sambhalne ki poori koshish ki. Is waqt mujhe mazboot rehna tha. Agar main bhi toot gaya, toh pitaji ke liye koi ummeed nahi bachegi.

Thodi der baad nurses pitaji ko emergency room se bahar laye. Main apne thake hue aur sust badan ke saath unke peechhe chalta raha. Aakhir mein pitaji ko ICU mein shift kiya gaya. Unke chehre par oxygen mask laga tha, maathe aur kaan ke paas dimaag ki harkat check karne wali tarah-tarah ki taarein chipki hui thi. Pitaji ke sar par chot lagi thi, dimaag mein khun jama ho gaya tha, isliye doctor ne chot wali jagah par ek chhota sa ched karke khun saaf kiya tha. Agar yeh khun na nikala jata, toh yeh aur badhta, dimaag ke nerves par dabav daalta, aur behoshi se bhi bura haal ho jata.

Pitaji ka chehra bilkul safed pad chuka tha, bilkul shant aur dayalu lag raha tha. Kya yeh wahi mazboot pitaji the? Woh pitaji jo meri maa ke ilaaj ke liye, meri padhai ke liye, itna karza chadha kar bhi kabhi nahi toote?

Ab mujhe Rita ke paas jana tha. Pata nahi woh hosh mein aayi ya nahi. Pitaji ke bare mein yeh buri khabar sunte hi uska dil itna toot gaya tha ki woh behosh ho gayi thi. Ab tak toh shayad hosh mein aa chuki hogi. Maine pitaji ko ek aakhri baar dekha, jo ab bhi “so rahe” the, aur Rita ke ward ki taraf chal diya.

Ward mein pahunchte hi maine dekha Rita hosh mein aa chuki thi. Woh bistar par leti hui thi, aankhein khuli hui, seedha chhat ki taraf ghoor rahi thi. Ek pal ke liye bhi uski aankhein nahi hili, jaise woh ek zinda laash ho. Main jab kamre mein dakhil hua, tab bhi usne meri taraf nahi dekha.

Main chupke se uske bistar ke paas gaya, ek kursi kheench kar baith gaya. Maine uske gaal par haath rakha, uske aankhon ke koney se aansu pochhe. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki usse kya kahoon, bas apne haathon se usse tasalli dene ki koshish ki.

“Sameer, kya pitaji hosh mein aayenge?” Rita ne roti hui awaaz mein poochha. Shayad hosh mein aane ke baad usne doctors ya nurses se pitaji ki halat ke bare mein sun liya tha, isliye uska yeh sawal mujhe ajeeb nahi laga.

“Pata nahi, Rita. Sab kuch uparwale ke haathon mein hai. Jab tu thodi theek ho jayegi, hum dono mukhya doctor se mil kar sab kuch detail mein poochhenge. Woh bhi abhi rest kar raha hai, operation ke baad woh kaafi thak gaya hai,” maine dheere se Rita ko samjhaaya. Saath hi sochne laga ki thodi der mein kuch khane ka samaan aur nutrients laane jana hoga. Kal raat se na humne kuch khaya, na sone ka waqt mila. Hum dono ka badan bilkul toot chuka tha. Thodi der baad main ghar se kuch zaroori samaan bhi lene jaunga. Pitaji ab aise hain, unke paas kisi ko rehna hoga. Nurses hain, par apna koi paas ho toh dil ko sukoon milta hai.

Sab kuch taiyaar karke main wapas ward mein aaya, toh dekha Rita waha nahi thi. Rita kahan gayi? Kya woh pitaji ko dekhne gayi? Maine jaldi se samaan uthaya aur pitaji ke ICU ward ki taraf chal diya.

Ward ke bahar khidki se maine dekha Rita pitaji ke bistar ke paas baithi thi. Woh unke safed, bhaav-heen chehre ko chupke se dekhe ja rahi thi, aankhon se aansu beh rahe the. Pata nahi uske dimaag mein kya chal raha tha.

Main andar gaya, samaan doosre bistar par rakha. Pitaji ka yeh ICU ward alag tha, sirf unhi ke liye tha. Saath mein ek bistar tha jahan parivaar ka koi sadasya ruk sakta tha. Ward ka mahaul achha tha, par har din ka kharcha bhi dil dhadka dene wala tha. Par humein iski chinta nahi thi, kyunki pitaji ki company ne saara kharcha uthane ka zimma liya tha. Logon ko laga pitaji ne laprvahi ki, ya galti se waqt par nahi nikal paye, isliye yeh haadsa hua. Par sirf mujhe aur Rita ko sach pata tha.

Company walon ko laga ki pitaji ka woh purana ghar, jo dweep par tha, saalon se tuta-phuta tha. Company ne paison ki bachat ke chakkar mein uski sirf thodi-thodi marammat ki thi, par woh itna bada toofan jhelne ke laayak nahi tha. Wajah chahe jo bhi ho, company poori tarah se zimmedaar thi, aur unhone koi bhi bahana nahi banaya.

“Rita, thoda sa kuch kha le,” maine Rita ke thake hue aur apraadhbhaav se bhare chehre ko dekhkar dheere se kaha.

“Main pehle thoda saaf-suthra ho loon,” Rita ne thodi der baad jawaab diya. Usne ghar se laaye hue washroom ka samaan uthaya aur bathroom chali gayi. Aurat ho ya koi bhi haalat, apni saaf-suthrai ka khayal toh rakhti hi hai. Par main, ek mard hone ke naate, is waqt washroom jana bhi bhool gaya tha.

Thoda khaana khaane ke baad, bhale hi bahut kam khaya, par hum dono ke badan mein thodi si taakat aayi. Tabhi mukhya doctor pitaji ke ward mein aaya. Lagta tha usne thodi der aaram kar liya tha.

“Doctor, pitaji ke hosh mein aane ke chances kitne hain?” Maine ab bhi ummeed nahi chhodi thi. Mujhe pitaji ki poori halat jaan-ni thi.

“Aapke pitaji ki halat bilkul achhi nahi hai. Umar zyada hai, itni badi chot lagi hai, aur dweep par itni der baarish aur toofan mein rahe. Yeh badi baat hai ki woh abhi tak zinda hain. Woh plant state (vegetative state) mein nahi hain. Plant state mein dimaag bilkul kaam nahi karta, par aapke pitaji ke dimaag mein thodi si harkat ab bhi hai. Yeh dikhaata hai ki unka dimaag ab bhi thodi si chetna rakhta hai, shayad woh bahar ki cheezon ko mehsoos kar sakte hain. Par unki yeh chetna dheere-dheere kam ho rahi hai. Agar ek hafta ke andar koi badlav nahi aaya, toh unka dimaag ya toh poori tarah se kaam chhod dega, ya woh plant state mein chale jayenge. Aur bura yeh ki brain death ho sakta hai, matlab poori tarah se maut,” doctor ne pitaji ke paas lage monitor ko dekhte hue humein detail mein samjhaaya. Main aur Rita dhyan se sun rahe the.

“Waise toh pitaji ke dimaag ka khun saaf ho chuka hai, unki halat isse kahi behtar honi chahiye thi. Unhe hosh mein aa jana chahiye tha. Par woh ab bhi behosh hain. Mere anubhav ke hisaab se, shayad unka dimaag khud ko band kar raha hai. Matlab, unke andar shayad maut ki ichha hai, jo unhe hosh mein aane se rok rahi hai. Insaan ka dimaag bada ajeeb hota hai. Agar jeene ki ichha ho, toh badi se badi bimari se bhi lad sakta hai. Par agar jeene ki ichha na ho, ya maut ka khayal ho, toh chhoti si bimari bhi jaan le leti hai. Yeh meri soch hai, par main yeh nahi keh sakta ki pitaji ke saath yahi hai, kyunki yeh baat kisi machine se check nahi ho sakti,” doctor ne samajhate hue kaha.

Doctor ki baat sunke main samajh gaya ki pitaji ke hosh na aane ki wajah unki jeene ki ichha ka khatam hona hai. Unke dimaag ne khud ko band kar liya hai, shayad woh jaan boojhkar hosh mein nahi aa rahe. Mujhe poori baat pata thi, isliye mujhe doctor ki baat bilkul sahi lagi.

Paas khadi Rita ke aansu shayad ab khatam ho chuke the. Woh apne kapde ki kona ko mazbooti se pakde hue thi, doctor ki baat sun rahi thi. Shayad uska dil bhi meri tarah soch raha tha, par woh apne gham aur pachtaave ko kaise nikale, yeh usse samajh nahi aa raha tha.

“Is waqt hum unki halat ko dhyan se dekhte rahenge. Aap log unke badan ki malish kiya karein, kyunki behoshi mein sharir bina harkat ke sakht ho jata hai. Aur agar meri soch sahi hai, toh aap log unse roz baat kiya karein. Shayad woh bahar ki awaaz sun sakein, aur koi baat unke dil ko chhoo jaye. Agar aisa hua, toh shayad woh hosh mein aa jayein. Agar meri soch sahi hai, toh pitaji ke dil ka bandhan kholna hoga, unme jeene ki ichha jagani hogi,” doctor ne yeh kehkar ward chhod diya. Uske paas aur bhi kaam the.

Doctor ki baat sunte hi main gehre soch mein doob gaya. Saaf tha ki pitaji ka dil ka bandhan Rita se juda hai. Agar Rita unke dil ka bandhan khol de, toh shayad pitaji hosh mein aa jayein. Kya Rita ko yeh baat samajh aayi hogi? Kya woh pitaji ke liye yeh bandhan kholegi? Kya mujhe usse khulkar baat karni chahiye? Par main usse kya kahunga?

“Sameer, agar ek hafta baad bhi pitaji hosh mein nahi aaye, aur plant state mein chale gaye, toh kya karein? Unka ilaaj jaari rakhein?” Rita ne pehle baat shuru ki. Usne dheere se poochha, kyunki ghar mein faisla mera hota hai.

“Ilaaj jaari rakhenge. Jab tak pitaji poori tarah se nahi jaate, tab tak main ek percent bhi ummeed nahi chhodunga, chahe kuch bhi ho jaye…” Maine bina soche apna faisla suna diya. Yeh mere dil ki asli awaaz thi.

Meri baat sunte hi Rita ke chehre par thodi si rahat aayi. Shayad usse darr tha ki main ilaaj chhod doonga. Par shayad usne meri aakhri baat par gaur kiya.

“Sameer, kya tum pitaji ke liye sach mein kuch bhi kar sakte ho?” Rita ne thodi der sochne ke baad mujhse poochha. Uske chehre par shanti thi, koi shak nahi tha, par uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si mazbooti thi.

Tab mujhe yaad aaya, agar Rita ko pitaji ka dil ka bandhan kholna hai, toh shayad usse pitaji ke saath kuch aisa karna padega… Main kya faisla karoon?

 

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Mujhe Rita ke is sawaal ne chup kar diya. Shuru mein main bahut confused tha. Maine socha, pitaji ke liye toh main kuch bhi karunga, kya pitaji ki zindagi kaam aur paise se bhi zyada important nahi hai? Main bas bolne wala tha, "Haan, bilkul," lekin tabhi main ruk gaya, kyunki mujhe Rita ke is sawaal ka asli matlab samajh aa gaya.

Yaad aaya jo doctor ne kaha tha, agar pitaji ko hosh mein laana hai, toh unka dil ka gham kholna hoga, aur pitaji ka gham shayad Rita se hi juda hai. Sirf Rita hi unka dil ka gham khol sakti hai, lekin kaise? Tabhi mujhe ek purani green-cap story yaad aayi, jisme plot kuch aisa tha: Ek biwi ka pehla pyar ek accident mein gehri neend mein chala jata hai, aur pati ki sehmati se, woh aurat apne purane pyar ko muh se aur chudai ke zariye stimulate karti hai, aur woh aadmi hosh mein aa jata hai.

Kya Rita bhi yahi tareeka apnane wali hai? Mere dimaag mein ek scene ubhar aaya: Rita bilkul nangi, apne sexy jism ke saath pitaji ke upar chadhi hui hai, jo gehri neend mein hain. Pitaji ka mota, lamba lund khada hokar Rita ki choot mein ghus chuka hai, jo pyar ke ras se bheegi hui hai. Rita Kamasutra ke 'Goddess on Top' style mein pitaji ke upar chadhkar harkat kar rahi hai. Dono ke kamar ke takraane se “thap thap thap” ki awaaz aa rahi hai, aur pitaji ke lund aur Rita ki choot ke ragadne se “puch puch” ka shor. Rita ke dono chuchi upar-neeche hil rahe hain, aur apne chhaati se takra kar “puff puff” ki awaaz nikal rahi hain. Rita ko shayad bahut sukoon mil raha hai, ya shayad woh pitaji ko jaldi hosh mein laane ke liye aur zyada josh dikhati hai.

“Ahh… pitaji, kya aapko Rita ki choot ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi hai? Pitaji ka lund kitna mota aur bada hai… haa… isse Rita ko kitna… kitna maza aa raha hai. Agar aap hosh mein aa jao, toh Rita roz aapke saath chudai karegi… theek hai? Hmm…” Rita upar chadhkar chudai karte hue moan kar rahi hai aur pitaji ke saath aisi gandi baatein bol rahi hai, jo woh kabhi soch bhi nahi sakti thi. Tabhi pitaji ke sharir mein kuch harkat hoti hai, unki kamar khud-ba-khud Rita ki taraf uthne lagti hai. Lekin Rita shayad yeh nahi dekh paati ki pitaji hosh mein aane wale hain. Aakhir mein, jab pitaji ka lund Rita ki choot mein gehrai tak jata hai aur pitaji apna veerya Rita ki kokh mein bhar dete hain, tabhi pitaji apni aankhein khol dete hain. Woh Rita ki patli kamar ko zor se pakadte hain, apna lund uski choot ki sabse gehrai mein daal dete hain, aur dono ek saath jhad jate hain. Pitaji hosh mein aa jate hain…

“Sameer, kya hua? Kya soch rahe ho? Main tumse kuch pooch rahi hoon!” Achanak Rita ki thodi gusse wali awaaz ne mujhe meri kalpana se wapas kheench liya. Main hosh mein aaya toh dekha Rita thodi naraaz hokar mujhe ghoor rahi hai. Rita ka sawaal sunkar main itna soch mein doob gaya tha ki waqt guzar gaya, isliye woh naraaz thi.

“Sorry, jaan, main kuch soch raha tha. Tumne kya poocha?” Maine jaldi se apne dimaag ko sambhala. Ab mujhe Rita ke sawaal ka asli matlab samajh aa chuka tha. Bhale hi yeh meri kalpana thi, lekin shayad yeh sach bhi ho sakta hai.

“Maine poocha, kya tum pitaji ke liye sach mein kuch bhi kar sakte ho?” Rita ne dheere se dobara poocha, lekin is baar uski aankhon mein thodi si jhijhak aur sangharsh dikh raha tha. Uski nazrein bhi thodi idhar-udhar bhaag rahi thi, lekin aakhir mein uski awaaz mein ek thos irada aa gaya.

“Haan, kuch bhi karunga. Maa ke guzar jaane ke baad, pitaji mere ekmatra kareebi hain. Main unhe nahi chhod sakta,” is baar maine bina kisi jhijhak ke jawab diya. Rita ka yeh sawaal sunne mein toh aam tha, lekin jo mujhe sachai pata thi, main jaanta tha ki Rita ne kya faisla kiya hai. Lekin main peeche nahi hata, kyunki pitaji ki zindagi ab sabse pehle thi. Aur waise bhi, jo maine abhi socha, kya woh meri kalpana ka hissa nahi tha?

“Sameer, pitaji ki halat bahut kharab hai. Unhe kisi ke saath ki zaroorat hai. Main soch rahi hoon ki apni naukri chhod doon aur pitaji ki dekhbhaal karoon. Agar unhe jaana bhi hai, toh hume unhe sukoon se jaane dena chahiye, hai na?” Rita ne daant kheenchte hue mujhse kaha. Yeh sunkar mera dil bhar aaya. Rita ki naukri achhi thi, aur usse woh kaam pasand bhi tha. Phir bhi, pitaji ke liye woh apni naukri chhodne ko tayyar thi.

“Kya sach mein naukri chhodni zaroori hai?” Maine poocha. Meri salary Rita se zyada thi, aur agar Rita naukri chhodkar pitaji ki dekhbhaal karti, toh yeh bhi achha tha. Isse woh pitaji ke dil ka gham bhi khol sakti thi jab main waha nahi hota. Lekin main jaanta tha ki Rita ko apni naukri kitni pasand hai, isliye maine socha ki shayad koi beech ka rasta nikal sakta hai.

“Main apni company se baat karke dekhti hoon, shayad mujhe lambi chhutti mil jaye,” Rita ne thodi der sochne ke baad kaha, shayad woh bhi apni naukri chhodna nahi chahti thi.

Agle kuch dinon mein, Rita ne lambi chhutti le li. Ab Rita pitaji ke saath thi, toh mujhe chhutti lene ki zaroorat nahi padi. Aur waise bhi, agar main waha hota, toh shayad kuch cheezein ho hi nahi paati, hai na? Isliye maine Rita aur pitaji ko thodi si privacy dene ka socha. Din mein main office jata, aur shaam ko hospital jata, Rita ke liye khana le jata. Phir hum dono milke pitaji ke sharir ko saaf karte, massage karte. Maine socha tha ki pitaji ke liye ek senior nurse rakh loon, lekin Rita ne mana kar diya, kyunki uska maan na tha ki koi nurse apno jaisa khayal nahi rakh sakti. Is dauraan, maine mehsoos kiya ki Rita pitaji ki taraf aur zyada dhyan dene lagi thi…

Raat mein, main aur Rita us chhote se hospital ke bed par sote, jo itna chhota tha ki hum dono ke liye palatna bhi mushkil tha. Pehle main soch raha tha ki raat ko ghar chala jaoon, aur Rita ko pitaji ke saath akela chhod doon. Kyunki meri kalpana mein jo kuch bhi tha, woh toh raat mein hi ho sakta tha, na? Din mein doctor aur nurse baar-baar ward mein aate rehte hain, dawai badalne ya check-up ke liye, toh din mein Rita aur pitaji ke beech kuch hona namumkin tha, kyunki koi bhi kabhi bhi dekh sakta tha. Raat mein jab hospital band ho jata hai, sirf nurse aur duty doctor hote hain, jo raat mein ward mein nahi aate. Aur raat mein ward ka darwaza andar se lock bhi kiya ja sakta hai, toh mauka sirf raat ka tha.

Lekin thodi der sochne ke baad, maine socha, agar main Rita se kahoon ki main raat ko ghar ja raha hoon aur woh akeli pitaji ki dekhbhaal kare, toh shayad Rita ko shak ho jaye. Yeh toh wahi baat ho gayi na, ‘yahan chor nahi hai’ kehne jaisa? Aur waise bhi, aisa karna thoda selfish bhi lagta, main ghar jakar aaram se so jaunga, aur Rita ko hospital mein akela chhod doonga. Suna hai hospital mein ‘negetive energy’ zyada hoti hai, kyunki waha roz log marte aur paida hote hain. Rita ko raat mein darr lagta tha, woh raat ko bathroom jati thi toh mujhe uthakar saath le jati thi. In sab wajah se, mujhe har raat Rita ke saath hospital mein hi rehna padta tha.

Har din, Rita pitaji ke sharir ka massage karti. Kya Rita ne pitaji ko muh se sukoon diya? Kya unhone chudai ki? Din mein jab office mein free hota, maine phone par iske baare mein search kiya. Par jo results aaye, woh mujhe thoda niraash kar gaye. Reality mein, meri kalpana wali baat possible nahi thi, kyunki jab koi gehri neend mein hota hai, toh uska lund khada nahi ho sakta. Lund ka khada hona dimaag ke control mein hota hai, aur gehri neend mein dimaag kaam nahi karta. Toh chahe kuch bhi ho, lund khada nahi ho sakta. Woh novel ka plot toh bas ek kahani thi, jo banayi gayi thi. Iska matlab, chahe main hospital mein hoon ya nahi, Rita pitaji ke saath chudai nahi kar sakti. Yeh sochkar mujhe thodi si chinta aur niraasha hui, kyunki meri kalpana reality mein nahi ho sakti thi. Toh phir Rita pitaji ka dil ka gham kaise kholegi?

Panch din guzar chuke the, aur pitaji mein koi harkat nahi thi. Rita batati thi ki din mein woh pitaji ke sharir ka massage karti aur purani baatein sunati, lekin koi asar nahi hua. Jab Rita mujhse baat karti, toh uski awaaz mein thodi si jhijhak thi, jaise woh kuch chhupa rahi ho. Lekin hospital mera ghar nahi tha, main waha camera nahi laga sakta tha. Raat mein, main aur Rita milke pitaji ke sharir ko saaf karte, massage karte. Is dauraan, pitaji ka niche ka hissa nanga rehta tha. Shuru mein Rita shayad thodi sharmaati thi, uska chehra laal ho jata tha, lekin kuch din baad, jab bhi pitaji ka naram lund dikhta, woh normal ho jati thi aur mere saath unhe saaf karti. Pitaji ka sharir bhari tha, isliye yeh kaam do logon se hi ho pata tha.

Raat ko sone se pehle, main bhi pitaji ke paas baithta aur apni zindagi ki, ghar ki, har chhoti-badi baat sunata. Panch din guzar chuke the, aur pitaji mein koi harkat nahi thi. Main aur Rita dono pareshan ho rahe the.

Ek aur din guzar gaya, aur ab doctor ke bataye hue saatve din ke kareeb aa rahe the. Agar pitaji ab bhi hosh mein nahi aaye, toh shayad koi ummeed nahi bachegi. Yeh zindagi aur maut ka waqt tha. Maine faisla kiya ki chahe Rita kuch bhi soche, mujhe raat ko Rita aur pitaji ko akela chhodna hoga. Bhale hi pitaji ka lund khada na ho aur chudai na ho sake, lekin Rita unhe muh se toh stimulate kar sakti hai, hai na? Yeh mauka dena zaroori tha, kam se kam ek baar toh try karna tha.

In dinon, Rita mujhse kuch kehna chahti thi, lekin jaise bol nahi pa rahi thi. Saatve din ki shaam, jab main office se chhuti ke kareeb tha, maine Rita ko phone kiya.

“Jaan, aaj raat thodi special kaam ki wajah se mujhe late tak rukna padega. Aaj raat main hospital nahi aa paunga. Tu akeli dhyan rakhna, aur koi bhi baat ho toh mujhe phone karna,” maine thaki hui awaaz mein kaha. Doctor ke bataye waqt ke kareeb aate ja rahe the, aur meri ummeed kam hoti ja rahi thi.

“Theek hai, tu rest karna. Koi baat hui toh main phone karungi,” Rita ne jaldi se jawab diya. Rita ka itni jaldi se maan jana mujhe bilkul bhi ummeed nahi thi. Normal taur par, aaj raat shayad pitaji ki aakhiri raat ho sakti thi, aur Rita ko mujhse poochhna chahiye tha ki kya main pitaji ke saath aakhiri raat ke liye nahi aaunga. Maine toh iske liye jawab bhi soch rakha tha, “Mujhe pitaji ke jaane ka woh pal dekhne ki himmat nahi hai.” Sach mein bhi yeh baat thi. Lekin Rita ne na koi sawaal kiya, na mana kiya, balki seedha sehmati de di. Aur uski awaaz mein jaise thodi si rahat aur chhupi hui excitement thi. Kya meri kalpana sach hone wali thi? Bhale hi chudai na ho, lekin muh se toh ho sakta hai. Shayad Rita ne faisla kar liya tha ki aaj raat, jab main nahi hoon, woh apna plan shuru karegi.

Yeh sab sochkar, main chhuti ke baad ghar nahi gaya, balki office mein hi ruk gaya. Main intezaar kar raha tha, jab hospital ke saare doctor aur nurse chhuti par chale jayenge. Main raat ko chupke se hospital jane wala tha, yeh dekhne ke liye ki jis raat main nahi hoon, Rita aur pitaji ke beech kya hota hai, aur kya koi chamatkar ho sakta hai…