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A PIECE OF WEAPON & TRUTH OF KAMASUTRAPUR
Raat ke samay, jab sab so gaye, mujhe phir se peeche wale kamre mein kuch ajeeb si awazen sunai di. Maine wahan jaane ka faisla kiya, lekin Masoom ne mujhe roka.
Masoom: "Dev, yeh tum kya kar rahe ho? Agar unhone kuch galat kiya bhi ho, toh abhi raat ke samay unhe disturb mat karo. Kal baat kar lena."
Lekin mujhe apne intuition par bharosa tha, aur maine kaha
Main: "Masoom, mujhe lagta hai yeh mazaak nahi hai. Kuch toh hai jo galat ho raha hai."
Main ne darwaza khola, lekin iss baar kamra khali tha. Jo mandala design main din mein dekha tha, woh bhi wahan nahi tha. Sab kuch ekdam normal lag raha tha, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Mujhe ab yeh samajh nahi aa raha tha ki yeh sab mere dimaag ka khel hai ya sach mein kuch aswabhavik ho raha hai. Lekin ek baat toh pakki thi—yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Saloni, Pari, aur Neha ke behavior ke peeche ka raaz ab mujhe khud hi samajhna tha.
Main (andar hi andar apne aap se):
"Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhe? Kya yeh sirf mera waham hai? Ya phir mere andar ka lust, meri har soch aur har nazar ko is mod tak le aata hai? Har cheez ka matlab badal kar sirf ek hi cheez ki taraf le jata hai? Lust… jo sirf desire nahi, ek aisi bhook hai jo kabhi khatam nahi hoti."
(Dev ka man baaton aur emotions ki gehraiyon me ulajhta ja raha hai, lekin uska shaktishali dimag use har moment par control karne ki koshish karta hai):
"Nahi... yeh sirf lust nahi hai. Yeh kuch aur hai. Yeh cheezein jitni simple lagti hain, utni hain nahi. Main unki saans lene ka tarika tak dekh ke samajh sakta hoon ki kya sahi hai aur kya nahi... Lekin is baar, mujhe khud par shaq ho raha hai."
(Dev apne aaspaas ki cheezon ko observe karte hue har moment ka meaning samajhne ki koshish karta hai. Uske mann me ek hi cheez chal rahi hoti hai—kya yeh sach hai ya uske dimaag ka ek aur khel?)
Main (khud se):
"Yeh mujhe kahan le ja raha hai? Shayad sachai samajhne ke liye mujhe apne andar ke lust aur reality ke beech ka farq mitana hoga. Lekin agar farq hi na samajh paaun toh?"
(Dev ka mann ek aur savaal uthata hai—kya wo is puri situation me ek aur shikaar ban raha hai? Ya shayad... wo shikari hai jo apni haqiqat bhool chuka hai?)
Masoom ne mujhe apne dono haathon se hila kar kaha:
Masoom – "Baby, yeh tum kya kar rahe ho? Aaj meri zindagi ka sabse khubsurat din hai, aur tum yahan baith kar yeh sab soch rahe ho? Yeh humari shaadi ki raat hai, baby. Kya tum apni tension aur woh ajeeb si baatein ek din ke liye nahi bhool sakte?"
Uske shabdon mein ek narazgi aur shyness ka combination tha, jo mujhe ek pal ke liye samajhne par majboor kar gaya.Main uske saath vapas room me aaya jadatar sabhi so hi gaye the hum dono aram se bed par aaye.
Maine uski taraf dekha—uska chehra ek nayi dulhan ki tarah laal pad raha tha, lekin aankhon mein pyar aur samajh ka darya tha.
Maine ek gehera saans lete hue kaha:
Main – "Masoom, mujhe maaf kar do. Shayad main zyada soch raha hoon. Tum bilkul sahi keh rahi ho, yeh waqt sirf hum dono ka hai. Tumhari muskaan ke bina meri duniya adhoori lagti hai. Tumhare bina toh main kuch bhi nahi hoon."
Masoom ne halka sa muskara kar apni nazrein neeche kar li. Uska sharmahat mujhe apni har pareshaani bhoolne par majboor kar raha tha. Maine uske kareeb ja kar uska haath apne haathon mein lete hue kaha:
Main – "Aaj se tum meri zindagi ho, Masoom. Tumhara saath mujhe har dar, har andhere se ladne ki taqat deta hai."
Masoom ne dheere se kaha:
Masoom – "Aur aap mere liye sab kuch ho, baby. Mujhe bas aapka pyar chahiye, aur kuch nahi."
Maine usse apne kareeb khinch liya. Us pal mein, meri saari tension, saare sawaal, aur saari uljhan ek taraf thi, aur sirf Masoom ki muskaan, uski masoomiyat, aur uska pyar ek taraf.
Uske chehre par haath pherte hue maine kaha:
Main – "Tum jaanti ho, Masoom? Tumhare saath yeh waqt sirf ek raat nahi, ek nayi shuruaat hai. Ek nayi zindagi ki shuruaat."
Usne sharmate hue apni nazrein neeche kar li aur kaha:
Masoom – "Mujhe aapse ek vaada chahiye, baby. Aap mujhe kabhi chhod kar nahi jaayenge, chahe kuch bhi ho jaye."
Maine uske chehre ko apne haathon mein lete hue kaha:
Main – "Yeh kaisa sawaal hai, Masoom? Tum meri zindagi ka hissa ho. Tumhare bina main khud ko adhoora mehsoos karta hoon. Main tumhe kabhi chhod kar nahi jaunga, chahe zindagi mujhe kis mod par le jaye."
Masoom ne mujhe gale laga liya, aur us pal mein, saari duniya ek taraf thi, aur humara pyar ek taraf.
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Halki si hawayein chal rahi thi, aur chand ki roshni kamre mein ek alag hi roshni phaila rahi thi. Masoom aur main ek dusre ke kareeb baith kar apni zindagi ki nayi shuruaat ka ahsaas kar rahe the.
Aise hi mere aur masoom ke prem ki raat ki kushboo ne unko ek gehari need me sulaa diyaa
Subah ki roshani hui aur
Main apne bistar par tha, lekin saansein tezi se chal rahi thi. Pura sharir pasine se bheeg chuka tha, maano koi bura sapna dekh kar utha hoon. Par yeh sapna nahi tha. Yeh sab asal tha. Dil mein ek ajeeb sa darr tha aur dimaag sirf ek hi cheez soch raha tha—Masoom kaha hai?
Main bed se uchal kar khada ho gaya. Idhar-udhar dekha, lekin kamra bilkul waise hi tha jaise maine chhoda tha. Har cheez apni jagah thi, par Masoom wahan nahi thi. Mera dil ghabra gaya. Masoom ko paane ke liye main ek pal bhi intezaar nahi kar sakta tha.
Maine ekdum se chilla kar kaha, “Masoom! Masoom! Tum kaha ho? Mujhe chhod kar mat jao!”
Main sambhal nahi pa raha tha, lag raha tha meri duniya meri aankhon ke saamne bikhar rahi hai. Maine turant darwaza khola aur andar ke jungle ki taraf bhaag gaya. Main poore jungle mein Masoom ko dhoondhne laga—ped ke peeche, patharon ke paas, har kone mein jhaankta raha, lekin Masoom ka kahi pata nahi tha.
Mera saara sharir kamp raha tha, aankhon se bas aansu beh rahe the. Maine zameen par ghooton ke bal gir kar asman ki taraf dekha. Mere dil se ek hi baat nikli, “Hey Bhagwan, meri Masoom ko kuch mat hone dena.”
Tabhi gusse ke bhaav se maine chilla kar kaha, “Agar meri Masoom ko ek bhi kharoch aayi, toh main iss poori jagah ko raakh mein badal dunga! Yeh mera wa—”
Usse pehle hi ek parichit aawaz meri kaanon mein gunji, “Swami...”
Uske yeh bolate hi me ek khoobsurat si jagah aa gaya
Mere dil ki dhadkane ek pal ke liye rukh gayi. Maine haste-haste aankhon se aansu pochhte hue kaha, “Masoom! Baby! Tum kaha ho? Yeh sab mazaak band karo aur wapas aa jao!”
Lekin uski aawaz ek ajeeb si shanti lekar aayi thi. “Swami, ab main aapse kabhi nahi mil paungi. Aap aur mera safar yahin tak tha..
Masoom ki baatein sun kar meri saansein atak gayi. Uski aawaz mein jo shanti thi, usne mere dil ko cheer diya.
“Tum kya keh rahi ho, Masoom? Yeh sab kya mazaak hai? Mujhe chhod kar mat jao. Main tumhare bina nahi jee sakta,” maine rukhi hui awaaz mein kaha, meri aankhon se aansuon ka sailab beh raha tha.
Masoom ki aawaz phir se sunai di, lekin is baar usme ek alag sa dard tha. “Swami, maine aapko woh astra ka ek tukda de diya hai. Baaki tukde aapko khud dhundhne honge. Jab aap unhe jod lenge, tab aap Mahakaal ko hara kar iss duniya ko hamesha ke liye bacha sakenge.”
Maine zameen par ghooton ke bal gir kar kaha, “Nahi! Nahi Masoom! Mujhe yeh saza mat do. Main tumse door raha, tumhe dukh diye, par ab main tumhare saath rehna chahta hoon. Tumhare bina yeh sab kuch bekaar hai!”
Masoom ki aawaz mein ab ek gehri shanti thi. “Main is lok ko chhod kar jaa rahi hoon, Swami. Mere jaane ka ek hi udeshya tha—sirf aapse pyaar karna. Main is lok ki pehli nari thi jo apne janm ke itne saalon baad bhi sambhog se door rahi, sirf aapke liye. Par ab mera samay poora ho gaya hai.”
Mujhe uski har baat teeron ki tarah chubh rahi thi. Main zor se chilla pada, “Masoom! Tum mujhe aise chhod kar nahi jaa sakti. Main tumhare bina mar jaunga!”
Masoom ki aawaz mein ab ek anokha dard tha. “Swami, yeh mat kahiye. Main bas ek baat kehna chahti hoon—ab main aapke diye hue ansh ko janam dungi. Woh is jagah ka ek accha raja banega, ek nyaaypriya shasak. Aap uske liye sab kuch sambhaliyega.”
Mujhe lag raha tha meri duniya bikhar gayi. “Masoom, tumne yeh sab kyun kiya? Tum mujhe yeh saza kyun de rahi ho? Tumhare bina mera kya hoga?”
Masoom ki aawaz shant rahi. “Swami, mujhe mat rokiye. Par ek baat yaad rakhiye—iss jagah mein wapas kabhi mat aaiyega. Yeh ‘Kamasutrapur’ hai. Agar aapne iss nadi ko paar kar liya, toh aap woh khoya hua tukda pa sakte hain, par yeh karna kisi ke bas ki baat nahi hai.”
Main zor se chilla pada, “Main kuch bhi kar lunga, tum bas batao mujhe kya karna hoga!”
Masoom ki aawaz ab halki ho rahi thi, maano woh door ja rahi ho. “Nahi, Swami. Main nahi chahti ki aap woh karen jo aapke liye asambhav ho. Agar aapne koshish ki aur haar gaye, toh mujhe aur dukh hoga. Yeh mat kijiye.”
Maine apne aansu pochhte hue kaha, “Main duniya ko kya kahunga, Masoom? Tumhare bina main kaise jeeunga?”
Masoom ki aawaz mein ab sirf ek vachan tha. “Swami, mujhe koi yaad nahi karega. Bas aap mujhe yaad rakhiyega, hamesha.”
Main ab khud ko rok nahi paaya. Jungle mein meri rone ki aawaz guj rahi thi. Tabhi ek tez roshni hui, aur mujhe laga ki mera sharir hawa mein uth raha hai. Agle hi pal, main apne bistar par tha.
Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaya, sab kuch sapne jaisa lag raha tha, par andar se ek awaaz aayi, ek aakhri baat jo maine suna—“Mujhe bhoolna mat.”
Main apne haath apni aankhon par rakh kar roo pada. Yeh sach tha, aur yeh mere jeene ki sabse badi saza thi.
Dev ki aankhon ke aage Masoom ke saath bitaaye hue har ek pal ek tasveer ki tarah ghoomne lage. Jaise ek purani diary ke safhe palat rahe ho, waise hi Masoom ki har muskaan, uski baaton ka ehsaas, uska sharmaana, aur uski choo kar nikal jaane wali hasi uski yaadon ke samundar mein behti hui nikal rahi thi.
Woh yaadein kisi bandhan ki tarah uske dil ko kas rahi thi. Har yaad ek teer ban kar dil ko chhed rahi thi. "Kya yeh mera apmaan hai ya yeh pyaar ki pariksha, Masoom?" Dev ne apne aap se pucha, par jawab kahin nahi tha.
Masoom ka saath jaane ka ehsaas uska dil tod raha tha.
Usne socha, "Agar ek rumaal kho jaaye, toh hum puri almari khol kar dhoondhte hain. Agar ek mobile phone kho jaaye, toh har jagah pagal ki tarah uski talash karte hain. Par jab koi apna, jo humare dil ke sabse kareeb ho, door chala jaaye, toh kya use dhoondhna mumkin hota hai?"
Har kone, har ek tasveer, har ek awaaz jaise uski aankhon ke saamne ghoom rahi thi. Masoom ke bina zindagi ek andhkaar ki tarah lag rahi thi, jisme na roshni thi aur na hi koi raasta.
Uska dil bol raha tha, "Masoom, tum mujhe kahan chhod gayi? Tum bina bole kyun chali gayi? Tumne mujhse sab kuch le liya aur apne saath ek tukda meri rooh ka bhi le gayi."
Dev ki aankhon ke aansu ab ruk nahi rahe the. Har yaad usse Masoom ki talash mein aage badhne ko keh rahi thi. Par ek sawaal uske dil ke kone mein basa hua tha, "Kya Masoom kabhi wapas aayegi?"
Woh zameen par baitha, apni jaan se badhkar pyaar karne wali Masoom ki tasveer aankhon ke saamne le kar, aur bas ek baat kah raha tha, "Masoom, tum mujhe yaad rakhne ke liye chhod gayi ho, par main tumhe dhoondhne ke liye bhi jiunga ."
Dev ke mann mein ek aur tufaan uth raha tha, jo sirf Masoom ki yaadon se nahi, balki Mahakaal ke naam ke bojh se tha. Uska dimaag Masoom ke baare mein soch raha tha, lekin dil ke ek kone mein Mahakaal ka saya mandra raha tha. Usne socha, "Yeh Mahakaal... usne mujhe kabhi chain se jeene nahi diya. Itne saalon ke baad bhi, woh mera peecha kyun nahi chhodta? Kya yeh mere aur Masoom ke pyaar ki pariksha hai, ya uski koi aur chaal?"
Mahakaal ka naam lete hi uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb si garmi fail gayi. Uske yaadon mein woh din taaza hone lage, jab Mahakaal ke dar ke saath uski talwaar uthi thi. "Woh toh kab ka khatam ho chuka tha... ya shayad mai hi galat tha. Shayad woh kabhi khatam hi nahi hua tha. Uska saaya abhi bhi meri zindagi mein hai," Dev ne socha.
Masoom ka kehna ki Mahakaal ko hamesha ke liye khatam karna zaruri hai, uske dil mein ek naye dar aur gussa ka mila-jula samundar bhar gaya. "Itne saalon ke baad bhi woh shaktiyaan mujhe kyun nahi chhodti? Kya mera karma ab tak pura nahi hua? Ya yeh ek aur raah hai jo mujhe Masoom tak le jaane ke liye banayi gayi hai?"
Dev ke mann mein ek awaaz goonj rahi thi, "Masoom ne jo kaha, woh sahi tha. Agar mujhe usse wapas lana hai, toh mujhe Mahakaal ko hamesha ke liye mitaana hoga. Par kya main tayar hoon? Kya mere paas woh shakti hai?"
Usne apni mutthi band ki, aur ek thanda sa sans liya. Uski aankhon mein ek nayi roshni thi, ek nayi aag thi. "Masoom ke liye, apne pyaar ke liye, aur is duniya ke liye mujhe Mahakaal ko khatam karna hoga. Chahe mujhe khud bhi kyun na khatam hona pade."
Mahakaal ka naam lete hi Dev ke andar ek chingari phir jag uthi thi—woh chingari, jo usse sirf ek aashiq nahi, ek yodha banati thi. Usne apne mann mein faisla kar liya tha. "Ab yeh talash sirf Masoom ki nahi hai. Ab yeh talash hai us raaste ki, jo mujhe Mahakaal ko khatam karne aur apni duniya ko bachane ka rasta dikhaye."
Tow kia ab hame masoom ki masoom bhari bate nahi sunne ko milegi ya wakai masoom hamesa ke liye Chali lekin jaate jaate Dev ke Dil mahakal ke liye ek aag Jala di
Ab dekhte h yeh aag dev se kia kia kerwati
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