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Incest DRAGON - RISE OF MEPHISTO
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Awesome plot behtreen writing…
Aapki pahle bhi story padhi the ek do wo shayad complete nahi hui khair..
ye story bahut promising lag rahi h intzaar rahega story ke aage badhne ka… thanks for a good story..
Aapki pahle bhi story padhi the ek do wo shayad complete nahi hui khair..
ye story bahut promising lag rahi h intzaar rahega story ke aage badhne ka… thanks for a good story..
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Jyoti (zor se): "Kya hua? Tum ro kyun rahi ho? Chalo, ghar mein koi nahi hai, main Aryan ke paas ja sakti hoon. Usse godi mein utha sakti hoon!"
Anita ab aur nahi ruk saki. Use ab Sach batana hi hoga. Usne Jyoti ki taraf dekha, uski aankhein aansuon se bhar gayi.
Anita (rote hue): "Aapne fir se wahi sapna dekha, bahurani!"
Jyoti (hairani se): "Sapna? Kaunsa sapna?"
Anita (rote huye) : "Haan! Aapne fir se wahi sapna dekha! Babu... babu ko mare hue 8 saal ho chuke hain, bahurani! Woh ab is duniya mein nahi hai!"
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Kamre mein sannata tha, sirf Jyoti ki saanson ki awaaz goonj rahi thi, jo tezi se chal rahi thi, jaise woh abhi bhi kisi bhayanak sapne ke kaid se azad hone ki koshish kar rahi ho. Usne ek zor daar cheekh nikali, itni teevra ki deewaron se takra kar wapas uske kaanon tak lauti. Aisa laga jaise woh ab jaag chuki thi, par uska dil abhi bhi us sapne ke saaye mein dhasa hua tha.
Anita, jo uske paas khadi thi, uski aankhon mein dard aur bechaini saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Jyoti apni saansein sametne ki koshish kar rahi thi, par uska chehra abhi bhi sukha- bejaan tha, jaise usne abhi-abhi apne bete Aryan ko apni aankhon ke saamne khoya ho.
Anita : “Bahurani, daya karke apne aap ko sambhaliye... Babu... ab nahi raha.”
Jyoti ke muh se ek aur cheekh nikli, “Nahiiiiii!” Uske shabd dil ko cheerte hue nikle, jaise woh sachai ko sweekaar hi nahi karna chahti thi. Uska dil shayad abhi bhi uss ummeed ko thaam raha tha jo kabhi thi hi nahi.
Anita ne bhi apni awaaz mein dard ke saath chilla kar kaha, “Haan, bahurani! Yahi sach hai. Babu ab is duniya mein nahi raha.”
Anita ki cheekh mein ek ajeeb si teevrata thi, jaise woh Jyoti ke baat uski baat ko kaat rahi ho, sachai ko uske saamne rakh rahi ho. aryan sirf Jyoti ke liye hi nahi, Anita ke liye bhi ek gehra ghaav tha. Anita toh woh thi jo us chhote se nanhe bacche ka khayal rakha karti thi, uske saath khelti thi, uski har shaitani pe muskurati thi. Par ab woh sacchai se muh nahi mod sakti thi – Aaryan ab nahi raha. Uska babu mar chuka hai.
Kamre mein dono auraton ki cheekhon ka shor goonj raha tha jab ek teesri shakhsiyat kamre mein dakhil hui. Woh shakhsiyat aur koye nahi balki woh thi Ria -
Ria ab 24 saal ki ho chuki hai, ek sundar naujawan Ladki Mein Badal chuki.
Uski aankhon mein na dard tha, na aansoo, na koi jazbaat. Uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si thandak thi, jaise woh kisi alag hi duniya se aayi ho. Woh apni maa Jyoti ke paas aayi, haathon ko shikhuda kiye hue, aur dheere se boli.
Ria: “Fir se uss rakshas ka naam liya gaya iss ghar mein?”
Anita ne hairani aur dard bhari nazron se Ria ki taraf dekha. “Chhoti malkin? Aap... woh aapka bhai tha.”
Ria : “Is ghar mein uska naam nahi liya jata, Anita aunty. Yeh aapko pata hona chahiye.”
Jyoti, jo abhi bhi bistar par apni saansein sametne ki koshish kar rahi thi, ne rukte hue shabdon mein bolne ki koshish ki.
Jyoti : “Ria...!”
uski awaaz mein ek thartharahat thi, “Woh... woh mar chuka hai, Ria...!”
Uski aankhon se aansoon beh rahe the, jo uske sukhe hue gaalon par ek naya nishan chhod gaye.
Jyoti : “Woh mar chuka hai.”
Ria ne ekdam se kaha- “Bas, Maa! Ab aur baatein nahi hogi uski.”
Uske shabd teekhe the, jaise usne apne dil ke darwaze band kar liye ho. Anita ne phir koshish ki.
Anita : “Chhoti malkin, aise mat bolo, woh aapka bhai tha”
Par uski baat ko Ria ne beech mein hi kaat diya. Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si thandak thi. Jaise uske liye ye maine nahi rakhta.
Ria : “Aap sirf iss ghar ki naukar hain, Anita aunty! Ghar ke mamlo mein bolne ka aapko sobha nahi deta.”
Yeh shabd Anita ke dil par teer ki tarah lage. Usne ek pal ke liye apni aankhein band ki, jaise woh apne aap ko samet rahi ho. Haan, Ria sahi toh keh rahi thi. Woh sirf ek naukar hi toh thi. Usne apna sir jhuka liya, par uske hothon par ek halki si muskurahat thi, jo shayad uske apne dard ko chhupane ki koshish thi.
Anita: “Theek hai... theek hi kaha aapne, chhoti malkin! Main toh naukar hi hoon.”
Jyoti, jo abhi bhi apni saanson se lad rahi thi, Anita ko dekhti rahi. Usne Ria ke shabdon ka asar Anita ke chehre par saaf dekha, par woh chup rahi. Uska dil abhi bhi us sapne ke saaye mein dhasa hua tha, aur woh kuch bolne ki haalat mein nahi thi.Anita ne dheere se kaha.
Anita: “Bahurani, main nashta laga rahi hoon. Aap aur Ria bitiya aajaiye.”
kehte hue woh sirr jhukaye kamre se bahar chali gayi. Uske kadmon mein ek ajeeb si udaasi thi. Kamre mein ab uski koi zarurat nahi thi. Par jaate-jaate usne ek baar Ria ki taraf dekha, aur uski aankhon mein purani yaadein ubhar aayi. Ek aansoo uski aankh se chhupte hue gira, aur usne mann hi mann kaha.
Anita : “Babu ne kabhi mujhe naukar nahi kaha tha. Babu ne toh mujhe chhoti maa kaha tha. Unhone mujhe... mujh jaise naukar ko maa ka darja diya tha. Aur maine uske badle mein kya kiya? Main uss din chup rahi... Babu... mera babu uss din meri aankhon ke saamne.....”
Anita ke mann ke shabd uski aankhon mein aansuon ke roop mein badal gaye. Woh chupke se kamre se bahar nikal gayi. Ria ab Jyoti ke paas aakar baith gayi thi.
Ria : “Maa, aap theek ho?”
Jyoti ne bas halka sa sir hila diya. “Hmm.” Ria ne uska haath pakda. “Chaliye, nashta kar lete hain.”
Jyoti : “Mishka kahan hai?”
Ria : “Didi hospital gayi hain. Subah-subah ek emergency patient tha, isliye jana pada.”
Jyoti : “Subah hi?”
Ria : “Haan, Maa. Aap chaliye, kha lijiye.”
Jyotii : “Mujhe bhookh nahi hai. Tum kha lo.”
Ria ne uski taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein chinta thi Jyoti ke liye, par usne apni awaaz mein thodi si sakhti bharte hue kaha.
Ria : “Maa, aapki haalat dekho. Sukh chuki hain aap. Uss... uss rakshas ke marne ke baad bhi uska saaya shayad yaha mandra raha hoga.”
Jyoti ke chehre par ek halka sa dard ka bhaav ubhra.
Jyoti : “Ria, woh tumhara bhai hai.”
Ye sunte hi Ria ne daant pees kar kaha.
Ria: “Bhai? Bhai nahi, rakshas! Woh Rakshas tha, Maa. Aap bhool gayi usne kya kya kiya tha?”
Kya ye wahi Ria thi? Jo apne nanhe bhai ko bas ek baar dhakne ke liya poora din excited thi, raat ko soye tak nahi thi woh usdin, chocolate ke prati lalach ko side rakhke usne apne nanhe bhai ke liye woh chocolate rakhi thi gift ke tour pe, andhere mein woh dar Rahi thi usdin fir bhi apne bhai ko kucch bhi karke dekhna tha, dono behno ne milke plan bhi banaye thi apne bhai se Milne ke liye, itna sab kuchh usne Kiya sirf ekbar apne bhai ko dhakne ke liye! Par aaj? Aaj wahi Ria ke mu se apne wahi bhai ke liye 'rakshas' jaisa apshabd nikal raha hai. Jo bhai ab iss duniya mein hi nahi raha.
Jyoti ek pal ke liye chup ho gayi. Uski aankhein jaise beete hue kal ke kisi andhere kone mein kho gayi. Ek chhota sa aansoo uski aankh se nikla, jo uske haathon par gira chamakta huye. Aisa laga jaise woh uss dard ko apne andar hi samet lena chahti ho. Phir usne dheere se pucha.
Jyoti : “Tumne khana khaya?”
Ria : “Nahi, Maa. Chaliye, nashta karte hain.”
Jyoti : “Hmm”
kaha aur Ria ke saath uth khadi hui. Ria ne uska haath pakad kar sambhala, kyunki jab bhi Jyoti ko aise sapne aate, woh kamzor pad jati thi. Ria ne usse dheere-dheere dining table tak le jaya aur baitha diya. Samne Shanti bhi baithi thi, jo Jyoti ko gusse bhari nazron se dekh rahi thi. Shanti ne kathor awaaz mein kaha.
Shanti : “Bahu, fir se tune uss haivan ka naam liya?”
Jyoti ne sirf sir jhukaye rakha, koi jawab nahi diya. Uske haathon mein uski saaree ka pallu zoor se dabaya hua tha, jaise woh kisi gusse ko daba rahi ho. Ria ne dekha ki uski maa sapne ke asar mein abhi bhi kamzor thi, isliye usne jawab diya.
Ria : “Dadi, ab chhodiye woh sab baatein.”
Shanti ne phir bhi kahana jari rakha.
Shanti : “BAHU?”
Jyoti : Ji!.
Shanti : “Kitni baar kaha hai, uss manhoos ke baare mein sochna bhi mat. Mar chuka hai woh.”
Jyoti ne sirr jhukaye hi rakha, par uske haathon ka dabaav aur badh gaya. Woh bas halke se boli - “Ji.”
Teeno khana khane baith gaye. Prakash kaam pe gaya hua tha, aur Mishka hospital mein thi. Anita khana paros rahi thi, yahi uska kaam tha. Naukrani thi vah. Ek aur kaam bhi tha uska, par woh kaam ki wajah ab iss duniya mein nahi raha. Ab woh sirf khana banati thi, parosati thi, aur chupchap apne dard ko chhupati thi.
Jyoti ka khane ka mann nahi tha. Sapne ki yaadein usse nigalne nahi de rahi thi. Fir bhi woh mann maar ke kha rahi thi. Sab chupchap khana kha rahe the, aur yeh sannata Ria ko boring laga. Usne TV on kiya, par TV par kuch khaas nahi tha. Ria ne shikayat bhari awaaz mein kaha.
Ria : “Koi entertaining program hi nahi aa raha aaj kal.”
Shanti : “Kya hua?”
Ria ne muh banate hue kaha.
Ria : “TV mein wahi purane faltu programs.”
Shanti : “Toh news dekh le.”
Ria : “Haan, yeh sahi rahega. In faltu programs se toh achha news hi dekh loon.”
Khana chabate hue usne remote uthaya aur channel badal diya. Ek news channel – 74 Ghante – screen par dikhayi diya. News host ek ke baad ek ajeeb si khabrein padh raha tha~
“Mumbai ke ek kauwe ne seekha piano bajana, ab uski concert ke liye Bollywood stars line mein!”
“Mote gende ke neeche paya gaya chhota genda, tajjub ki baat thi chhota genda zinda tha!”
“Delhi ke auto driver ne banaya time machine, par sirf 5 minute aage jaati hai!”
“Bangalore ke ek kutton ne launch kiya doggy dating app, ab shaadi ke liye qazi dhoondh rahe hain!”
“Agra ka Taj Mahal raat bhar disco lights se jagmagaaya, Mumtaz ne sapne mein shikayat ki!”
Ria : “Yeh kya news thi?!”
Shanti : “Band kar, faltu news dikhate hain sab.”
Ria TV band karne hi wali thi ki tabhi studio host ki awaaz goonji.
Breaking News! Breaking News!
Ria ka haath remote par ruk gaya. Jyoti, jo chupchap khana kha rahi thi, Jyoti ne bhi sirr uthaya. Sabki nazrein 65-inch ki TV screen par tik gayi. Newshost k
e chehre par ek ajeeb si uttejana thi, jaise woh koi badi khabar sunane wala ho. Kamre mein sannata chha gaya, sirf TV ki awaaz goonj rahi thi...
74 GHANTE NEWS CHANNEL - chamakdaar, roshni se bhara hua studio, jahan ek niyantrit hulchul ka mahaul hai. Anchor desk ke peechhe ek bada LED screen channel ka logo aur ek bold laal ticker dikhata hai.
BREAKING NEWS: BHAYANKAR HATYA - JANE-MANE UDYOGPATI VIRAJ KAPOOR KI MAUT.
Anchor, Anjana Joshi, ek anubhavi patrakaar, neeli saree mein sajji hui, seedhi baithi hain, unka chehra gambheerta aur teevrata ka mishran dikhata hai. Unki aankhein camera par tiki hain, awaaz mein sthirta par khabar ki bhaari wazan jhalakti hai.
ANJANA JOSHI (awaaz prabhaavshaali, teevra) : Namaskaar, aap dekh rahe hain 74 Ghante News. Ek sankaari khabar abhi abhi saamne aayi hai. Mumbai ke prasiddh udyogpati, Ivy Loft ke maalik, Mr Viraj Kapoor ki bhayankar hatya unke apne guest house mein hui hai. Kaise hui yeh hatya? Kya thi wajah? Iss khabar ki gehraai tak jaane ke liye, hum seedhe ghatna sthal par jaate hain, jahan humari reporter, Rita Sharma, maujood hain. Rita, aap hamein kya update de sakti hain?
EXT. VIRAJ KAPOOR KA GUEST HOUSE -
Mumbai ke Juhu ilaake ke ek vishal, shaan-e-shaukat wale guest house. jiska aas paas police gaadiyon ki chamakti laal-neeli roshniyon ko pratinidhit karta hai. Dekhne waalon ka ek bheed peeli police tape ke peechhe khadi hai. Hawa mein tanv ghula hua hai. Rita Sharma, ek jawan par anubhavi reporter, ek tailored blazer mein, uska chehra camera ki kathor roshni se jagmaga raha hai. Peechhe, forensic team safed suits mein guest house ke andar-baahar aati-jaati dikh rahi hai.
Rita apna microphone mazbooti se pakadti hai, uski awaaz sthir par ghatna ki gambheerta se bhari hai.
RITA SHARMA (awaaz saaf) : main Rita Sharma, yahan Viraj Kapoor ke guest house ke baahar khadi hu, jahan kal raat ek bhayankar hatya hui hai. Mumbai ke jane-mane udyogpati, Viraj Kapoor, jo apne vyavsayik safalta aur Ivy Loft jaise shaan-e-shaukat projects ke liye jaane jaate the, unhi ki guest house mein hatya kar di gayi hai. Police abhi ghatna sthal par jaanch kar rahi hai, lekin yeh ek rahasymayi ghatna hai jo kai sawaalon ko janam de rahi hai.
Anjana thodi aage jhukti hain, unki aankhein suzti hain jab woh jaankaari ko samajhti hain. Peechhe LED screen par Viraj Kapoor ki ek file tasveer dikhayi deti hai, Viraj Kapoor - ek charishmatic vyakti, lagbhag 40 saal ke, ek impeccable suit mein, ek business event mein muskurate hue.
ANJANA JOSHI : Rita, kya police ne koi sanket diya hai? Kya yeh niji dushmani ka maamla ho sakta hai, ya fir koi dakaiti ke iraade se ghar mein ghus aaya tha aur yeh hatya usi ka parinaam hai?
Rita peechhe ek police afsar ki taraf ek kshan ke liye dekhti hai, fir camera ki taraf mudti hai. Uska chehra shant hai, par aankhein thodi bechaini dikhati hain jab woh tafseel batati hai.
RITA SHARMA : police ke prarambhik jaanch ke mutabik, yaha koi dakaiti ya chori ka koi saboot nahi mila hai. Guest house mein rakhi kimti cheezein — jaise Viraj Kapoor ki pasandida diamond-studded ghadi aur unke sanngrahit antiques, sab kuch apni jagah par hai, jaisa ka waisa. Isse yeh sanket milta hai ki shayad yeh hatya kisi niji dushmani ka natija ho sakti hai.
Tv screen ke Neeche ticker badalta hai -
VIRAJ KAPOOR KI HATYA: NIJI DUSHMANI YA KUCH AUR?
ANJANA JOSHI (awaaz teevra) : Toh, aap dekh rahe hain, ek jana-mana naam, Viraj Kapoor, jinhone apne vyavsay ke dum par desh bhar mein pehchaan banayi, unki hatya unke apne guest house mein hui hai, aur shayad yeh kisi niji dushmani ka natija ho. Rita, zara roshni daaliye Viraj Kapoor ki maut kaise hui? Hamein iss ghatna ke baare mein aur vistaar se bataiye.
Rita ek kshan ke liye jhijhakti hai, uska gala bhaari hota hai jab woh thuk nigalti hai. Camera thodi zoom karta hai, uski aankhon mein tanav pakadta hai. Woh gehri saans leti hai, uski awaaz mein thodi kampan hai jo usne dekhe bhayankar drishya ka dar bayan karti hai.
RITA SHARMA (awaaz ladkhadati hai): yeh… yeh ek atyant bhayankar ghatna hai. Viraj Kapoor ka shareer… unka shareer do tukdon mein baanta hua mila hai. Guest house ka farsh khoon se lathpath hai. Unka shareer, jaise kisi ne… kisi ne kisi bhayankar hathiyaar se do hisson mein kaat diya ho. Yeh drishya… yeh drishya dil dahlane wala hai. *rukti hai, camera ki taraf dekhti hai* Abhi aapki screen par woh tasveerein dikhayi ja rahi hongi.
TV SCREEN par ek heavily blurred tasveer aati hai, broadcast niyamon ka paalan karte hue, par bhayankarata saaf hai - ek shareer, do tukdon mein baanta hua, marble ke farsh par khoon ke ek gahre, chamakte talab mein pada hai. Camera itna hi der tak rukta hai ki wahi krurata dikha sake.
Anjana ka chehra safed pad jata hai, uski aankhein badi hoti hain fir jaldi band ho jati hain, jaise woh tasveer ko dimaag se hata rahi ho. Uski haathon mein thodi kampan hai, par woh sambhalti hai, uski awaaz mein ab vismay aur vyavsaayikta ka mishran hai.
ANJANA JOSHI : W-who… kisne kiya yeh bhayankar kaand? Rita, kya police ke paas koi suraag hai? Yeh kaun hai jisne itni nirlajjta se yeh hatya ki?
Rita camera ki kathor roshni ke neeche khadi hai, uska chehra ab shant hai par aankhein abhi bhi bhay se bhari hain. Peechhe ek police van chali jati hai, aur bheed ke murmuraahat ki awaaz ek halki si bhay aur anumaan ki gungunahat ban jati hai.
RITA SHARMA : Abhi tak police ke paas koi thos suraag nahi hai. Yeh ek rahasymayi hatya hai. Police ke mutabik, koi bhi chhed-chhaad ya toot-phoot ke nishaan nahi mile hain.
Anjana sirr hilaati hai, uska chehra gambheer hai. Ticker update hota hai.
VIRAJ KAPOOR HATYA: RAHASYA GHEHRAATA JA RAHA HAI.
ANJANA JOSHi : yeh thi tazi khabar Mumbai se, jahan Viraj Kapoor ki bhayankar hatya ne sabko hila kar rakh diya hai. Police ke paas abhi koi thos suraag nahi hai, lekin jaanch jari hai. Hum iss khabar par nazar rakhe hue hain. Saath rahiye 74 Ghante News ke saath.
65-inch OLED TV ki roshni dining area ko bhar deti hai. Dining table, jiske oopar ek crystal chandelier latak raha hai, adhe khaaye hue plates se saja hai. Ria, Shanti, Jyoti, Anita sabhi ye news dekh rahe the, sabhi dashak mein, shant par tanv mein, aur Anita shant par savdhaan, sthir baithi hain, jaise usne isse bhi bhayankar mout dekhi ho. un sab ki aankhein TV par tiki thi.
News broadcast ne kamre ko chuppi mein duba diya tha, hawa mein bhay ka bhaav hai.
Ria ka fork uske plate ke oopar rukta hai, uska haath kamp raha hai. Uska chehra safed hai, aankhein vismay se badi. Uske plate par adha khaaya paratha bhoola hua lagta hai, jaise news ne uski bhookh chheen li ho.
Ria : Aisa… aisa kaise koi kisi ko maar sakta hai? Do tukdon mein… Yeh kaun haiwan hai?
Shanti, jo table ke mukhya sthaan par baithi hai, achanak aage jhukti hai, uska haath uske seene par jata hai. Uska chehra bikharta hai, aur woh ladkhadati hui uthkar bathroom ki taraf daudti hai. Ulti ki halki awaaz goonjti hai. Ria chinta se bhari, woh uthkar apni daadi ke peechhe daudti hai.
RIA (chintit) : Dadi! Kya hua? Dadi, theek ho?
Shanti sink ke oopar jhuki hai, uske haath marble counter ko mazbooti se pakde hain, uski saans tezi se chal rahi hai. Aaine mein uski parchhai ek aisi aurat dikhati hai jo adhi mumar ki hai andar se hili hui hai, uski aankhein Bhay se bhari hain. Ria uske peechhe khadi hai, uske kandhe par haath rakhkar.
Shanti: Yeh… yeh kaun haiwan hai jo aisa karta hai? Ria, channel badal de. Main yeh nahi dekh sakti.
Ria : Haan, dadi, main badal deti hoon.
Ria dining area mein wapas aati hai, remote ke liye haath badhaati hai. Jyoti, jo chup thi, apni kursi se uthkar Shanti ke paas jaati hai. Jyoti ke har kadam mein ek dhima pan tha,uska chehra apathniya hai, par uski aankhein kuchh keh Rahi hai. Woh Shanti ke paas jhukkar kehti hai, uski awaaz dheemi hai, par ek thandi si teevrata se bhari hai.
Jyoti : Kyun, maaji? Bas itna dekh kar aap darr gayi? Uss din… uss din aap toh nahi dari thi? Woh maut toh isse bhi bhayankar thi. Hai na, maaji?
Shanti sthir ho jati hai, uski aankhein Jyoti se takraati hain. Shanti ke honth khulte hain, par koi shabd nahi nikalte. Jyoti ka haath Shanti ki baah par thoda sakht hota hai, uska chehra shant hai par aankhein ek toofaan dikhati hain— gussa, dard, aur kuch Raaz.
Jyoti : Par dekho, maaji, mujhe toh koi darr nahi lagta. Pata hai kyun?
Shanti : K-kyun?
Jyoti : Kyunki maine jeevan mein jo bhayankar paap kiya hai, uske aage yeh news toh chhoti si baat hai, maaji.
Kehte huye ek bund Aansu Jyoti ke gaal par chhalk, roshni mein chamakta hua. Uski sookhi aankhein jaise ek samundar ka dard chhupaye hain, jaise woh tootne ke kagaar par hai par apne aap ko sambhaale hue hai. Shanti, saaf dar se kampati hui, apni baah ko chhudaati hai, uska chehra bhay aur asmanjas ka mask ban jata hai.
Shanti : B-bahu? Tu… tu aaj kal kuchh zyada bol rahi hai.
Udhar Ria, TV ke paas khadi, yeh sab dekhti hai, uski baah sikudti hain. Woh tanv ko mehsoos karti hai par samajh nahi paati. Uska haath remote ke oopar ruki huye hai.
RIA : (asamanjas mein) : Kya hua, dadi? Maa, kya bol rahi hain?
Jyoti Ria ki taraf mudti hai, uska chehra ek majboor muskaan mein dhalta hai. Woh paas aati hai, Ria ke kandhe par dheere se haath rakhti hai, par uski aankhein abhi bhi dard se bhari hain, jise woh subhe ka sapna abhi usse chubh rahi ho.
Jyoti (dheeme se) : Kuchh nahi, beta. Tumhari dadi bas yeh news dekh kar dar gayi thi.
Shanti Jyoti ko ghoorti hai, uske honth ek patli rekha mein dab jaate hain. Bina ek shabd bole, woh uthti hai aur kamre se baahar chali jati hai, Ria usse jaate dekhti hai, uska asamanjas aur gehra hota hai. Tabhi TV fir se goonjta hai, uska dhyan wapas kheenchta hai.
Anjana Joshi ki awaaz tanav ko kaatati hai, uski teevrata mein ek urgency hai jab ticker chamakta huya lekh dikhata hai -
BREAKING NEWS: VIRAJ KAPOOR HATYA MEIN NAYA KHULASA.
ANJANA JOSHI (prabhaavshaali) : Abhi abhi ek aur ek badi khabar saamne aayi hai! Viraj Kapoor ki hatya ke sambandh mein. police ne CCTV footage ki jaanch ki, lekin saare footage ko kisi ne jaan bujhkar mita diya hai. Koi bhi fingerprint ya suraag nahi mila hai. Sutron ke mutabik, jab yeh hatya hui, tab Viraj Kapoor iss guest house mein bilkul akele the. Aisa lagta hai ki hatyara yeh jaanta tha ki Viraj Kapoor kal raat akela hoga. Yeh ek sochi-samjhi sazish ka hissa ho sakta hai. Police apni jaanch ko aur tez kar chuki hai. Saath rahiye, 74 Ghante News ke saath, main Anjana Joshi.
Ria TV ko ghoorti hai, uska chehra safed, pair thodi si kampan ke saath. Woh kursi par baith jati hai, uski nazar screen aur parivaar ke beech dolti hai. Anita, jo chupchaap sab dekh rahi thi, aage badhti hai, uski shant mudra is tanavpurna mahaul ke bilkul vipreet tha.
Ria : Yeh haiwan kaun hai? Police isse jaldi pakad ke saja de....
Jyoti : Ria, beti, ek baat yaad rakhna. Duniya jaisa dikhti hai, waisa hamesha hota nahi.
Ria : (asamanjas mein) : Matlab?
Anita (dheere se, bolti hui) :
Main samajhti hu, bahurani. Ria, bitiya, bahurani ki kehne ka matalab tha hum jo aankhon se dekhte hain, woh hamesha sach nahi hota. Kabhi kabhi aakhon dekhi sachai bhi jhooti hoti hai.
Ria, Jyoti aur Anita ko dekhti hai, uski baahe aur bhi sikudti hain. Woh apna sir khujati hai, jaise woh iss baat ka matlab ab bhi nahi samjhi ho.
Ria : Kya bol rahi ho aap dono? Mujhe kuchh samajh nahi aa raha. Anyways Main ja rahi hu!.
Jyoti : Kahan ja rahi ho?
Ria : Aap bhi na, maa. College ja rahi hu, aur kahan jaungi?
Ria apna backpack uthati hai aur darwaze ki taraf badhti hai, ek aakhri nazar TV par daalti hai, jahan Anjana Joshi ki awaaz goonj rahi hai, aur ye News updates ka vaada kar rahi hai.
Jyoti par rukta hai, uska chehra apathniya, uski aankhein abhi bhi usi ek aansu ke saath chamakti hain, apni kamzor sarir ko sahara dete huye wo
baith jaati hai.
Anita : bahurani, aap ko kamre mein chhod aayu?
Jyoti : rehne do, kucch der yehi baithi hu.
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**Kariban ek mahine pahle**
*Out of the main city*
*Time : 7 AM*
"Kiya sach mein, maa?"
"yaaaaaaay! wheeeeee!"
"Thik hai, maa! Mein aap ki baat manunga"
" Huh!.. Aap??"
"Nahiiiiii...!!! M-mujhe mat maro! MAA!!! mujhe mat maro!!"
Ek dil dhadka dene wali, bhayanak chikh ne subah ke aalas bhari sannate ko cheer diya. Hawa mein lehraati yeh awaaz jaise kisi gehre dard aur khauf ka prateek ho.
Ek chhota sa kamra, jaha diwaron pe purani, phati-plasti si paint latki hui thi, aur ek kona thodi si seelan se bheega hua tha. Kamra bohat hi sadharan tha, jaha har cheez mein sada jeevan ki chhap dikhayi deti thi. Kamre ke beech mein ek purana, khrkhrata bistar tha, jisme ek ladka soya hua tha. Uska badan paseene se tar-batar tha, chehra sankat se bheega hua. Shayad woh koi bhayanak sapna dekh raha tha, jiska khauf uski chikh mein saaf jhalak raha tha. Sapna aisa jo uski rooh tak ko hilakar rakh deta tha.
Achanak kamre ka darwaza jor se khula, aur ek ladki bhagi-bhagi andar aayi. Uska chehra ghabrahat aur chinta se bhara hua tha. Ladke ko is halat mein dekhkar uski aankhein ekdam se nam ho gayin. Woh ladki dheeme kadmon se bistar ke paas aayi. Uska chehra saaf bata raha tha ki woh uss ladke ke liye kitni chintit thi. Usne apna haath dhire se aage badhaya aur ladke ke maathe ko sehlane lagi. Uska sparsh itna naram aur pyar bhara tha, mano woh uske dard ko apne haathon mein samet lena chahti ho. Uske muh se ek mithi, shant awaaz nikli.
"Bhaiya"
Ladki ke naram sparsh aur uski pyaari awaaz ne jaise ladke ke sapne ke kaale baadalon ko chheer diya. Usne dheere se apni aankhein kholin, jo abhi bhi sapne ke khauf se thodi si kamp rahi thi. Samne usne ladki ko dekha, jo uske maathe ko pyaar se sehla rahi thi. Ledke ki dekh ladki ke chehre pe ek muskurahat aa gayi.
"Bhaiya!"
ladki ne fir se pukara, is baar uski awaaz mein thodi rahat thi, jaise usne ladke ko hosh mein dekhkar chain ki saans li ho. Ladka abhi bhi apni sansein sametne ki koshish kar raha tha. Uske seene ki dhadkan ab bhi tezi se chal rahi thi. Woh dheere se utha aur bistar pe baith gaya. Uska chehra abhi bhi paseene se chhalak raha tha.
? (Huff) : "Gudiya?
"Fir se wahi bura sapna dekha, bhaiya?"
ladki ne pucha, uski awaaz mein chinta thi. Woh abhi bhi uske maathe ko sehla rahi thi, jaise uska sparsh uski saari takleefon ko door kar dega.
? (Huff) : "H-Haan, Gudiya..."
ladke ne jawab diya, apni saanso ko sametne ki koshish karte hue.
"Woh sab bhul jao, bhaiya. Main hoon na aapke sath,"
ladki ne kaha, uski awaaz mein ek vishwas tha, Usne ladke ke maathe pe ek aur baar haath phera, aur ladka dheere-dheere apni saansein sambhalne laga. Usne ek gehri saans li, jaise apne andar ke darr ko bahar nikal raha ho, aur fir bola.
? : "Tum... tum itni jaldi kaise uth gayi?"
Ladki ke chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat aayi.
"Aaj college ka festival hai na, isliye jaldi uthna pada,"
? : "Ohh!"
"Aap ab thik ho na, bhaiya?"
ladki ne fir se pucha, uski aankhein abhi bhi uske chehre ko padh rahi thin.
? : "Haan, Gudiya!"
ladke ne jawab diya, ab uski awaaz mein thodi si sthirta thi.
"Toh jaldi se ready ho jao, aapko bhi toh jana hai"
"Hmm, tum jao, main aata hoon,"
ladke ne kaha, aur ladki ne ek aakhiri baar uske maathe ko sehlaya. Fir woh muskurati hui uthi aur darwaze ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate-jaate usne palat kar dekha aur ek pyaari si muskurahat ke sath kaha.
"Jaldi karo, bhaiya! Waise bhi hum pehle se hi late ho chuke hain."
Ladke ne bhi halka muskurate huye 'haan' mein sarr hila diya. Ladki chali gayi, aur ladka bistar se uthkar fresh hone ke liye chala gaya. Bathroom mein, jab usne apne chehre pe thande pani ki chheente mari - jaise woh uss bhayanak sapne ke asar ko dho raha ho.
Samne rakhe ek chhote se, toote aine mein usne apne aap ko dekha toh Aine mein ek jawan ladka ka chehra dikhayi diya. Uske kaale, thode lambe baal uski aankhon se hote hue gaalon tak aa rahe the, Usne haathon se apne baal peeche kiye, toh uski aankhein saaf dikhayi di. Woh halki bhuri aankhein, jisme ek gehri kahani chhupi hui thi.
Aine mein apne aap ko dekhte hue, uske mann mein bite hue dino ki yaadein dobara ubharne lagi thi, lekin usse pehle ki woh un yaadon mein doob jata, wahi ladki ki awaaz fir se goonji.
"Bhaiya! Jaldi karo!"
? : "Haan, bas 5 minute!"
ladke ne jaldi se jawab diya aur ready hone laga. Usne ek sadharan si red-black check shirt pehni, aur ek light washed blue jeans. Apna purana, bag kandhe pe chadhaya aur kamre se bahar nikla. Bahar aate hi usne dekha ki woh ladki usse gusse bhari nazron se ghoor rahi thi. Uske paas ek aadmi baitha tha, jiske haathon mein ek newspaper tha. Aadmi ne jab ladke ko dekha toh unke chehre pe ek muskurahat aaye, fir unhone bola -
"Aryan beta! Nina gussa hai tumpe, tum late ho."
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Jyoti (zor se): "Kya hua? Tum ro kyun rahi ho? Chalo, ghar mein koi nahi hai, main Aryan ke paas ja sakti hoon. Usse godi mein utha sakti hoon!"
Anita ab aur nahi ruk saki. Use ab Sach batana hi hoga. Usne Jyoti ki taraf dekha, uski aankhein aansuon se bhar gayi.
Anita (rote hue): "Aapne fir se wahi sapna dekha, bahurani!"
Jyoti (hairani se): "Sapna? Kaunsa sapna?"
Anita (rote huye) : "Haan! Aapne fir se wahi sapna dekha! Babu... babu ko mare hue 8 saal ho chuke hain, bahurani! Woh ab is duniya mein nahi hai!"
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Kamre mein sannata tha, sirf Jyoti ki saanson ki awaaz goonj rahi thi, jo tezi se chal rahi thi, jaise woh abhi bhi kisi bhayanak sapne ke kaid se azad hone ki koshish kar rahi ho. Usne ek zor daar cheekh nikali, itni teevra ki deewaron se takra kar wapas uske kaanon tak lauti. Aisa laga jaise woh ab jaag chuki thi, par uska dil abhi bhi us sapne ke saaye mein dhasa hua tha.
Anita, jo uske paas khadi thi, uski aankhon mein dard aur bechaini saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Jyoti apni saansein sametne ki koshish kar rahi thi, par uska chehra abhi bhi sukha- bejaan tha, jaise usne abhi-abhi apne bete Aryan ko apni aankhon ke saamne khoya ho.
Anita : “Bahurani, daya karke apne aap ko sambhaliye... Babu... ab nahi raha.”
Jyoti ke muh se ek aur cheekh nikli, “Nahiiiiii!” Uske shabd dil ko cheerte hue nikle, jaise woh sachai ko sweekaar hi nahi karna chahti thi. Uska dil shayad abhi bhi uss ummeed ko thaam raha tha jo kabhi thi hi nahi.
Anita ne bhi apni awaaz mein dard ke saath chilla kar kaha, “Haan, bahurani! Yahi sach hai. Babu ab is duniya mein nahi raha.”
Anita ki cheekh mein ek ajeeb si teevrata thi, jaise woh Jyoti ke baat uski baat ko kaat rahi ho, sachai ko uske saamne rakh rahi ho. aryan sirf Jyoti ke liye hi nahi, Anita ke liye bhi ek gehra ghaav tha. Anita toh woh thi jo us chhote se nanhe bacche ka khayal rakha karti thi, uske saath khelti thi, uski har shaitani pe muskurati thi. Par ab woh sacchai se muh nahi mod sakti thi – Aaryan ab nahi raha. Uska babu mar chuka hai.
Kamre mein dono auraton ki cheekhon ka shor goonj raha tha jab ek teesri shakhsiyat kamre mein dakhil hui. Woh shakhsiyat aur koye nahi balki woh thi Ria -
Ria ab 24 saal ki ho chuki hai, ek sundar naujawan Ladki Mein Badal chuki.
Uski aankhon mein na dard tha, na aansoo, na koi jazbaat. Uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si thandak thi, jaise woh kisi alag hi duniya se aayi ho. Woh apni maa Jyoti ke paas aayi, haathon ko shikhuda kiye hue, aur dheere se boli.
Ria: “Fir se uss rakshas ka naam liya gaya iss ghar mein?”
Anita ne hairani aur dard bhari nazron se Ria ki taraf dekha. “Chhoti malkin? Aap... woh aapka bhai tha.”
Ria : “Is ghar mein uska naam nahi liya jata, Anita aunty. Yeh aapko pata hona chahiye.”
Jyoti, jo abhi bhi bistar par apni saansein sametne ki koshish kar rahi thi, ne rukte hue shabdon mein bolne ki koshish ki.
Jyoti : “Ria...!”
uski awaaz mein ek thartharahat thi, “Woh... woh mar chuka hai, Ria...!”
Uski aankhon se aansoon beh rahe the, jo uske sukhe hue gaalon par ek naya nishan chhod gaye.
Jyoti : “Woh mar chuka hai.”
Ria ne ekdam se kaha- “Bas, Maa! Ab aur baatein nahi hogi uski.”
Uske shabd teekhe the, jaise usne apne dil ke darwaze band kar liye ho. Anita ne phir koshish ki.
Anita : “Chhoti malkin, aise mat bolo, woh aapka bhai tha”
Par uski baat ko Ria ne beech mein hi kaat diya. Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si thandak thi. Jaise uske liye ye maine nahi rakhta.
Ria : “Aap sirf iss ghar ki naukar hain, Anita aunty! Ghar ke mamlo mein bolne ka aapko sobha nahi deta.”
Yeh shabd Anita ke dil par teer ki tarah lage. Usne ek pal ke liye apni aankhein band ki, jaise woh apne aap ko samet rahi ho. Haan, Ria sahi toh keh rahi thi. Woh sirf ek naukar hi toh thi. Usne apna sir jhuka liya, par uske hothon par ek halki si muskurahat thi, jo shayad uske apne dard ko chhupane ki koshish thi.
Anita: “Theek hai... theek hi kaha aapne, chhoti malkin! Main toh naukar hi hoon.”
Jyoti, jo abhi bhi apni saanson se lad rahi thi, Anita ko dekhti rahi. Usne Ria ke shabdon ka asar Anita ke chehre par saaf dekha, par woh chup rahi. Uska dil abhi bhi us sapne ke saaye mein dhasa hua tha, aur woh kuch bolne ki haalat mein nahi thi.Anita ne dheere se kaha.
Anita: “Bahurani, main nashta laga rahi hoon. Aap aur Ria bitiya aajaiye.”
kehte hue woh sirr jhukaye kamre se bahar chali gayi. Uske kadmon mein ek ajeeb si udaasi thi. Kamre mein ab uski koi zarurat nahi thi. Par jaate-jaate usne ek baar Ria ki taraf dekha, aur uski aankhon mein purani yaadein ubhar aayi. Ek aansoo uski aankh se chhupte hue gira, aur usne mann hi mann kaha.
Anita : “Babu ne kabhi mujhe naukar nahi kaha tha. Babu ne toh mujhe chhoti maa kaha tha. Unhone mujhe... mujh jaise naukar ko maa ka darja diya tha. Aur maine uske badle mein kya kiya? Main uss din chup rahi... Babu... mera babu uss din meri aankhon ke saamne.....”
Anita ke mann ke shabd uski aankhon mein aansuon ke roop mein badal gaye. Woh chupke se kamre se bahar nikal gayi. Ria ab Jyoti ke paas aakar baith gayi thi.
Ria : “Maa, aap theek ho?”
Jyoti ne bas halka sa sir hila diya. “Hmm.” Ria ne uska haath pakda. “Chaliye, nashta kar lete hain.”
Jyoti : “Mishka kahan hai?”
Ria : “Didi hospital gayi hain. Subah-subah ek emergency patient tha, isliye jana pada.”
Jyoti : “Subah hi?”
Ria : “Haan, Maa. Aap chaliye, kha lijiye.”
Jyotii : “Mujhe bhookh nahi hai. Tum kha lo.”
Ria ne uski taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein chinta thi Jyoti ke liye, par usne apni awaaz mein thodi si sakhti bharte hue kaha.
Ria : “Maa, aapki haalat dekho. Sukh chuki hain aap. Uss... uss rakshas ke marne ke baad bhi uska saaya shayad yaha mandra raha hoga.”
Jyoti ke chehre par ek halka sa dard ka bhaav ubhra.
Jyoti : “Ria, woh tumhara bhai hai.”
Ye sunte hi Ria ne daant pees kar kaha.
Ria: “Bhai? Bhai nahi, rakshas! Woh Rakshas tha, Maa. Aap bhool gayi usne kya kya kiya tha?”
Kya ye wahi Ria thi? Jo apne nanhe bhai ko bas ek baar dhakne ke liya poora din excited thi, raat ko soye tak nahi thi woh usdin, chocolate ke prati lalach ko side rakhke usne apne nanhe bhai ke liye woh chocolate rakhi thi gift ke tour pe, andhere mein woh dar Rahi thi usdin fir bhi apne bhai ko kucch bhi karke dekhna tha, dono behno ne milke plan bhi banaye thi apne bhai se Milne ke liye, itna sab kuchh usne Kiya sirf ekbar apne bhai ko dhakne ke liye! Par aaj? Aaj wahi Ria ke mu se apne wahi bhai ke liye 'rakshas' jaisa apshabd nikal raha hai. Jo bhai ab iss duniya mein hi nahi raha.
Jyoti ek pal ke liye chup ho gayi. Uski aankhein jaise beete hue kal ke kisi andhere kone mein kho gayi. Ek chhota sa aansoo uski aankh se nikla, jo uske haathon par gira chamakta huye. Aisa laga jaise woh uss dard ko apne andar hi samet lena chahti ho. Phir usne dheere se pucha.
Jyoti : “Tumne khana khaya?”
Ria : “Nahi, Maa. Chaliye, nashta karte hain.”
Jyoti : “Hmm”
kaha aur Ria ke saath uth khadi hui. Ria ne uska haath pakad kar sambhala, kyunki jab bhi Jyoti ko aise sapne aate, woh kamzor pad jati thi. Ria ne usse dheere-dheere dining table tak le jaya aur baitha diya. Samne Shanti bhi baithi thi, jo Jyoti ko gusse bhari nazron se dekh rahi thi. Shanti ne kathor awaaz mein kaha.
Shanti : “Bahu, fir se tune uss haivan ka naam liya?”
Jyoti ne sirf sir jhukaye rakha, koi jawab nahi diya. Uske haathon mein uski saaree ka pallu zoor se dabaya hua tha, jaise woh kisi gusse ko daba rahi ho. Ria ne dekha ki uski maa sapne ke asar mein abhi bhi kamzor thi, isliye usne jawab diya.
Ria : “Dadi, ab chhodiye woh sab baatein.”
Shanti ne phir bhi kahana jari rakha.
Shanti : “BAHU?”
Jyoti : Ji!.
Shanti : “Kitni baar kaha hai, uss manhoos ke baare mein sochna bhi mat. Mar chuka hai woh.”
Jyoti ne sirr jhukaye hi rakha, par uske haathon ka dabaav aur badh gaya. Woh bas halke se boli - “Ji.”
Teeno khana khane baith gaye. Prakash kaam pe gaya hua tha, aur Mishka hospital mein thi. Anita khana paros rahi thi, yahi uska kaam tha. Naukrani thi vah. Ek aur kaam bhi tha uska, par woh kaam ki wajah ab iss duniya mein nahi raha. Ab woh sirf khana banati thi, parosati thi, aur chupchap apne dard ko chhupati thi.
Jyoti ka khane ka mann nahi tha. Sapne ki yaadein usse nigalne nahi de rahi thi. Fir bhi woh mann maar ke kha rahi thi. Sab chupchap khana kha rahe the, aur yeh sannata Ria ko boring laga. Usne TV on kiya, par TV par kuch khaas nahi tha. Ria ne shikayat bhari awaaz mein kaha.
Ria : “Koi entertaining program hi nahi aa raha aaj kal.”
Shanti : “Kya hua?”
Ria ne muh banate hue kaha.
Ria : “TV mein wahi purane faltu programs.”
Shanti : “Toh news dekh le.”
Ria : “Haan, yeh sahi rahega. In faltu programs se toh achha news hi dekh loon.”
Khana chabate hue usne remote uthaya aur channel badal diya. Ek news channel – 74 Ghante – screen par dikhayi diya. News host ek ke baad ek ajeeb si khabrein padh raha tha~
“Mumbai ke ek kauwe ne seekha piano bajana, ab uski concert ke liye Bollywood stars line mein!”
“Mote gende ke neeche paya gaya chhota genda, tajjub ki baat thi chhota genda zinda tha!”
“Delhi ke auto driver ne banaya time machine, par sirf 5 minute aage jaati hai!”
“Bangalore ke ek kutton ne launch kiya doggy dating app, ab shaadi ke liye qazi dhoondh rahe hain!”
“Agra ka Taj Mahal raat bhar disco lights se jagmagaaya, Mumtaz ne sapne mein shikayat ki!”
Ria : “Yeh kya news thi?!”
Shanti : “Band kar, faltu news dikhate hain sab.”
Ria TV band karne hi wali thi ki tabhi studio host ki awaaz goonji.
Breaking News! Breaking News!
Ria ka haath remote par ruk gaya. Jyoti, jo chupchap khana kha rahi thi, Jyoti ne bhi sirr uthaya. Sabki nazrein 65-inch ki TV screen par tik gayi. Newshost k
e chehre par ek ajeeb si uttejana thi, jaise woh koi badi khabar sunane wala ho. Kamre mein sannata chha gaya, sirf TV ki awaaz goonj rahi thi...
74 GHANTE NEWS CHANNEL - chamakdaar, roshni se bhara hua studio, jahan ek niyantrit hulchul ka mahaul hai. Anchor desk ke peechhe ek bada LED screen channel ka logo aur ek bold laal ticker dikhata hai.
BREAKING NEWS: BHAYANKAR HATYA - JANE-MANE UDYOGPATI VIRAJ KAPOOR KI MAUT.
Anchor, Anjana Joshi, ek anubhavi patrakaar, neeli saree mein sajji hui, seedhi baithi hain, unka chehra gambheerta aur teevrata ka mishran dikhata hai. Unki aankhein camera par tiki hain, awaaz mein sthirta par khabar ki bhaari wazan jhalakti hai.
ANJANA JOSHI (awaaz prabhaavshaali, teevra) : Namaskaar, aap dekh rahe hain 74 Ghante News. Ek sankaari khabar abhi abhi saamne aayi hai. Mumbai ke prasiddh udyogpati, Ivy Loft ke maalik, Mr Viraj Kapoor ki bhayankar hatya unke apne guest house mein hui hai. Kaise hui yeh hatya? Kya thi wajah? Iss khabar ki gehraai tak jaane ke liye, hum seedhe ghatna sthal par jaate hain, jahan humari reporter, Rita Sharma, maujood hain. Rita, aap hamein kya update de sakti hain?
EXT. VIRAJ KAPOOR KA GUEST HOUSE -
Mumbai ke Juhu ilaake ke ek vishal, shaan-e-shaukat wale guest house. jiska aas paas police gaadiyon ki chamakti laal-neeli roshniyon ko pratinidhit karta hai. Dekhne waalon ka ek bheed peeli police tape ke peechhe khadi hai. Hawa mein tanv ghula hua hai. Rita Sharma, ek jawan par anubhavi reporter, ek tailored blazer mein, uska chehra camera ki kathor roshni se jagmaga raha hai. Peechhe, forensic team safed suits mein guest house ke andar-baahar aati-jaati dikh rahi hai.
Rita apna microphone mazbooti se pakadti hai, uski awaaz sthir par ghatna ki gambheerta se bhari hai.
RITA SHARMA (awaaz saaf) : main Rita Sharma, yahan Viraj Kapoor ke guest house ke baahar khadi hu, jahan kal raat ek bhayankar hatya hui hai. Mumbai ke jane-mane udyogpati, Viraj Kapoor, jo apne vyavsayik safalta aur Ivy Loft jaise shaan-e-shaukat projects ke liye jaane jaate the, unhi ki guest house mein hatya kar di gayi hai. Police abhi ghatna sthal par jaanch kar rahi hai, lekin yeh ek rahasymayi ghatna hai jo kai sawaalon ko janam de rahi hai.
Anjana thodi aage jhukti hain, unki aankhein suzti hain jab woh jaankaari ko samajhti hain. Peechhe LED screen par Viraj Kapoor ki ek file tasveer dikhayi deti hai, Viraj Kapoor - ek charishmatic vyakti, lagbhag 40 saal ke, ek impeccable suit mein, ek business event mein muskurate hue.
ANJANA JOSHI : Rita, kya police ne koi sanket diya hai? Kya yeh niji dushmani ka maamla ho sakta hai, ya fir koi dakaiti ke iraade se ghar mein ghus aaya tha aur yeh hatya usi ka parinaam hai?
Rita peechhe ek police afsar ki taraf ek kshan ke liye dekhti hai, fir camera ki taraf mudti hai. Uska chehra shant hai, par aankhein thodi bechaini dikhati hain jab woh tafseel batati hai.
RITA SHARMA : police ke prarambhik jaanch ke mutabik, yaha koi dakaiti ya chori ka koi saboot nahi mila hai. Guest house mein rakhi kimti cheezein — jaise Viraj Kapoor ki pasandida diamond-studded ghadi aur unke sanngrahit antiques, sab kuch apni jagah par hai, jaisa ka waisa. Isse yeh sanket milta hai ki shayad yeh hatya kisi niji dushmani ka natija ho sakti hai.
Tv screen ke Neeche ticker badalta hai -
VIRAJ KAPOOR KI HATYA: NIJI DUSHMANI YA KUCH AUR?
ANJANA JOSHI (awaaz teevra) : Toh, aap dekh rahe hain, ek jana-mana naam, Viraj Kapoor, jinhone apne vyavsay ke dum par desh bhar mein pehchaan banayi, unki hatya unke apne guest house mein hui hai, aur shayad yeh kisi niji dushmani ka natija ho. Rita, zara roshni daaliye Viraj Kapoor ki maut kaise hui? Hamein iss ghatna ke baare mein aur vistaar se bataiye.
Rita ek kshan ke liye jhijhakti hai, uska gala bhaari hota hai jab woh thuk nigalti hai. Camera thodi zoom karta hai, uski aankhon mein tanav pakadta hai. Woh gehri saans leti hai, uski awaaz mein thodi kampan hai jo usne dekhe bhayankar drishya ka dar bayan karti hai.
RITA SHARMA (awaaz ladkhadati hai): yeh… yeh ek atyant bhayankar ghatna hai. Viraj Kapoor ka shareer… unka shareer do tukdon mein baanta hua mila hai. Guest house ka farsh khoon se lathpath hai. Unka shareer, jaise kisi ne… kisi ne kisi bhayankar hathiyaar se do hisson mein kaat diya ho. Yeh drishya… yeh drishya dil dahlane wala hai. *rukti hai, camera ki taraf dekhti hai* Abhi aapki screen par woh tasveerein dikhayi ja rahi hongi.
TV SCREEN par ek heavily blurred tasveer aati hai, broadcast niyamon ka paalan karte hue, par bhayankarata saaf hai - ek shareer, do tukdon mein baanta hua, marble ke farsh par khoon ke ek gahre, chamakte talab mein pada hai. Camera itna hi der tak rukta hai ki wahi krurata dikha sake.
Anjana ka chehra safed pad jata hai, uski aankhein badi hoti hain fir jaldi band ho jati hain, jaise woh tasveer ko dimaag se hata rahi ho. Uski haathon mein thodi kampan hai, par woh sambhalti hai, uski awaaz mein ab vismay aur vyavsaayikta ka mishran hai.
ANJANA JOSHI : W-who… kisne kiya yeh bhayankar kaand? Rita, kya police ke paas koi suraag hai? Yeh kaun hai jisne itni nirlajjta se yeh hatya ki?
Rita camera ki kathor roshni ke neeche khadi hai, uska chehra ab shant hai par aankhein abhi bhi bhay se bhari hain. Peechhe ek police van chali jati hai, aur bheed ke murmuraahat ki awaaz ek halki si bhay aur anumaan ki gungunahat ban jati hai.
RITA SHARMA : Abhi tak police ke paas koi thos suraag nahi hai. Yeh ek rahasymayi hatya hai. Police ke mutabik, koi bhi chhed-chhaad ya toot-phoot ke nishaan nahi mile hain.
Anjana sirr hilaati hai, uska chehra gambheer hai. Ticker update hota hai.
VIRAJ KAPOOR HATYA: RAHASYA GHEHRAATA JA RAHA HAI.
ANJANA JOSHi : yeh thi tazi khabar Mumbai se, jahan Viraj Kapoor ki bhayankar hatya ne sabko hila kar rakh diya hai. Police ke paas abhi koi thos suraag nahi hai, lekin jaanch jari hai. Hum iss khabar par nazar rakhe hue hain. Saath rahiye 74 Ghante News ke saath.
65-inch OLED TV ki roshni dining area ko bhar deti hai. Dining table, jiske oopar ek crystal chandelier latak raha hai, adhe khaaye hue plates se saja hai. Ria, Shanti, Jyoti, Anita sabhi ye news dekh rahe the, sabhi dashak mein, shant par tanv mein, aur Anita shant par savdhaan, sthir baithi hain, jaise usne isse bhi bhayankar mout dekhi ho. un sab ki aankhein TV par tiki thi.
News broadcast ne kamre ko chuppi mein duba diya tha, hawa mein bhay ka bhaav hai.
Ria ka fork uske plate ke oopar rukta hai, uska haath kamp raha hai. Uska chehra safed hai, aankhein vismay se badi. Uske plate par adha khaaya paratha bhoola hua lagta hai, jaise news ne uski bhookh chheen li ho.
Ria : Aisa… aisa kaise koi kisi ko maar sakta hai? Do tukdon mein… Yeh kaun haiwan hai?
Shanti, jo table ke mukhya sthaan par baithi hai, achanak aage jhukti hai, uska haath uske seene par jata hai. Uska chehra bikharta hai, aur woh ladkhadati hui uthkar bathroom ki taraf daudti hai. Ulti ki halki awaaz goonjti hai. Ria chinta se bhari, woh uthkar apni daadi ke peechhe daudti hai.
RIA (chintit) : Dadi! Kya hua? Dadi, theek ho?
Shanti sink ke oopar jhuki hai, uske haath marble counter ko mazbooti se pakde hain, uski saans tezi se chal rahi hai. Aaine mein uski parchhai ek aisi aurat dikhati hai jo adhi mumar ki hai andar se hili hui hai, uski aankhein Bhay se bhari hain. Ria uske peechhe khadi hai, uske kandhe par haath rakhkar.
Shanti: Yeh… yeh kaun haiwan hai jo aisa karta hai? Ria, channel badal de. Main yeh nahi dekh sakti.
Ria : Haan, dadi, main badal deti hoon.
Ria dining area mein wapas aati hai, remote ke liye haath badhaati hai. Jyoti, jo chup thi, apni kursi se uthkar Shanti ke paas jaati hai. Jyoti ke har kadam mein ek dhima pan tha,uska chehra apathniya hai, par uski aankhein kuchh keh Rahi hai. Woh Shanti ke paas jhukkar kehti hai, uski awaaz dheemi hai, par ek thandi si teevrata se bhari hai.
Jyoti : Kyun, maaji? Bas itna dekh kar aap darr gayi? Uss din… uss din aap toh nahi dari thi? Woh maut toh isse bhi bhayankar thi. Hai na, maaji?
Shanti sthir ho jati hai, uski aankhein Jyoti se takraati hain. Shanti ke honth khulte hain, par koi shabd nahi nikalte. Jyoti ka haath Shanti ki baah par thoda sakht hota hai, uska chehra shant hai par aankhein ek toofaan dikhati hain— gussa, dard, aur kuch Raaz.
Jyoti : Par dekho, maaji, mujhe toh koi darr nahi lagta. Pata hai kyun?
Shanti : K-kyun?
Jyoti : Kyunki maine jeevan mein jo bhayankar paap kiya hai, uske aage yeh news toh chhoti si baat hai, maaji.
Kehte huye ek bund Aansu Jyoti ke gaal par chhalk, roshni mein chamakta hua. Uski sookhi aankhein jaise ek samundar ka dard chhupaye hain, jaise woh tootne ke kagaar par hai par apne aap ko sambhaale hue hai. Shanti, saaf dar se kampati hui, apni baah ko chhudaati hai, uska chehra bhay aur asmanjas ka mask ban jata hai.
Shanti : B-bahu? Tu… tu aaj kal kuchh zyada bol rahi hai.
Udhar Ria, TV ke paas khadi, yeh sab dekhti hai, uski baah sikudti hain. Woh tanv ko mehsoos karti hai par samajh nahi paati. Uska haath remote ke oopar ruki huye hai.
RIA : (asamanjas mein) : Kya hua, dadi? Maa, kya bol rahi hain?
Jyoti Ria ki taraf mudti hai, uska chehra ek majboor muskaan mein dhalta hai. Woh paas aati hai, Ria ke kandhe par dheere se haath rakhti hai, par uski aankhein abhi bhi dard se bhari hain, jise woh subhe ka sapna abhi usse chubh rahi ho.
Jyoti (dheeme se) : Kuchh nahi, beta. Tumhari dadi bas yeh news dekh kar dar gayi thi.
Shanti Jyoti ko ghoorti hai, uske honth ek patli rekha mein dab jaate hain. Bina ek shabd bole, woh uthti hai aur kamre se baahar chali jati hai, Ria usse jaate dekhti hai, uska asamanjas aur gehra hota hai. Tabhi TV fir se goonjta hai, uska dhyan wapas kheenchta hai.
Anjana Joshi ki awaaz tanav ko kaatati hai, uski teevrata mein ek urgency hai jab ticker chamakta huya lekh dikhata hai -
BREAKING NEWS: VIRAJ KAPOOR HATYA MEIN NAYA KHULASA.
ANJANA JOSHI (prabhaavshaali) : Abhi abhi ek aur ek badi khabar saamne aayi hai! Viraj Kapoor ki hatya ke sambandh mein. police ne CCTV footage ki jaanch ki, lekin saare footage ko kisi ne jaan bujhkar mita diya hai. Koi bhi fingerprint ya suraag nahi mila hai. Sutron ke mutabik, jab yeh hatya hui, tab Viraj Kapoor iss guest house mein bilkul akele the. Aisa lagta hai ki hatyara yeh jaanta tha ki Viraj Kapoor kal raat akela hoga. Yeh ek sochi-samjhi sazish ka hissa ho sakta hai. Police apni jaanch ko aur tez kar chuki hai. Saath rahiye, 74 Ghante News ke saath, main Anjana Joshi.
Ria TV ko ghoorti hai, uska chehra safed, pair thodi si kampan ke saath. Woh kursi par baith jati hai, uski nazar screen aur parivaar ke beech dolti hai. Anita, jo chupchaap sab dekh rahi thi, aage badhti hai, uski shant mudra is tanavpurna mahaul ke bilkul vipreet tha.
Ria : Yeh haiwan kaun hai? Police isse jaldi pakad ke saja de....
Jyoti : Ria, beti, ek baat yaad rakhna. Duniya jaisa dikhti hai, waisa hamesha hota nahi.
Ria : (asamanjas mein) : Matlab?
Anita (dheere se, bolti hui) :
Main samajhti hu, bahurani. Ria, bitiya, bahurani ki kehne ka matalab tha hum jo aankhon se dekhte hain, woh hamesha sach nahi hota. Kabhi kabhi aakhon dekhi sachai bhi jhooti hoti hai.
Ria, Jyoti aur Anita ko dekhti hai, uski baahe aur bhi sikudti hain. Woh apna sir khujati hai, jaise woh iss baat ka matlab ab bhi nahi samjhi ho.
Ria : Kya bol rahi ho aap dono? Mujhe kuchh samajh nahi aa raha. Anyways Main ja rahi hu!.
Jyoti : Kahan ja rahi ho?
Ria : Aap bhi na, maa. College ja rahi hu, aur kahan jaungi?
Ria apna backpack uthati hai aur darwaze ki taraf badhti hai, ek aakhri nazar TV par daalti hai, jahan Anjana Joshi ki awaaz goonj rahi hai, aur ye News updates ka vaada kar rahi hai.
Jyoti par rukta hai, uska chehra apathniya, uski aankhein abhi bhi usi ek aansu ke saath chamakti hain, apni kamzor sarir ko sahara dete huye wo
baith jaati hai.
Anita : bahurani, aap ko kamre mein chhod aayu?
Jyoti : rehne do, kucch der yehi baithi hu.
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**Kariban ek mahine pahle**
*Out of the main city*
*Time : 7 AM*
"Kiya sach mein, maa?"
"yaaaaaaay! wheeeeee!"
"Thik hai, maa! Mein aap ki baat manunga"
" Huh!.. Aap??"
"Nahiiiiii...!!! M-mujhe mat maro! MAA!!! mujhe mat maro!!"
Ek dil dhadka dene wali, bhayanak chikh ne subah ke aalas bhari sannate ko cheer diya. Hawa mein lehraati yeh awaaz jaise kisi gehre dard aur khauf ka prateek ho.
Ek chhota sa kamra, jaha diwaron pe purani, phati-plasti si paint latki hui thi, aur ek kona thodi si seelan se bheega hua tha. Kamra bohat hi sadharan tha, jaha har cheez mein sada jeevan ki chhap dikhayi deti thi. Kamre ke beech mein ek purana, khrkhrata bistar tha, jisme ek ladka soya hua tha. Uska badan paseene se tar-batar tha, chehra sankat se bheega hua. Shayad woh koi bhayanak sapna dekh raha tha, jiska khauf uski chikh mein saaf jhalak raha tha. Sapna aisa jo uski rooh tak ko hilakar rakh deta tha.
Achanak kamre ka darwaza jor se khula, aur ek ladki bhagi-bhagi andar aayi. Uska chehra ghabrahat aur chinta se bhara hua tha. Ladke ko is halat mein dekhkar uski aankhein ekdam se nam ho gayin. Woh ladki dheeme kadmon se bistar ke paas aayi. Uska chehra saaf bata raha tha ki woh uss ladke ke liye kitni chintit thi. Usne apna haath dhire se aage badhaya aur ladke ke maathe ko sehlane lagi. Uska sparsh itna naram aur pyar bhara tha, mano woh uske dard ko apne haathon mein samet lena chahti ho. Uske muh se ek mithi, shant awaaz nikli.
"Bhaiya"
Ladki ke naram sparsh aur uski pyaari awaaz ne jaise ladke ke sapne ke kaale baadalon ko chheer diya. Usne dheere se apni aankhein kholin, jo abhi bhi sapne ke khauf se thodi si kamp rahi thi. Samne usne ladki ko dekha, jo uske maathe ko pyaar se sehla rahi thi. Ledke ki dekh ladki ke chehre pe ek muskurahat aa gayi.
"Bhaiya!"
ladki ne fir se pukara, is baar uski awaaz mein thodi rahat thi, jaise usne ladke ko hosh mein dekhkar chain ki saans li ho. Ladka abhi bhi apni sansein sametne ki koshish kar raha tha. Uske seene ki dhadkan ab bhi tezi se chal rahi thi. Woh dheere se utha aur bistar pe baith gaya. Uska chehra abhi bhi paseene se chhalak raha tha.
? (Huff) : "Gudiya?
"Fir se wahi bura sapna dekha, bhaiya?"
ladki ne pucha, uski awaaz mein chinta thi. Woh abhi bhi uske maathe ko sehla rahi thi, jaise uska sparsh uski saari takleefon ko door kar dega.
? (Huff) : "H-Haan, Gudiya..."
ladke ne jawab diya, apni saanso ko sametne ki koshish karte hue.
"Woh sab bhul jao, bhaiya. Main hoon na aapke sath,"
ladki ne kaha, uski awaaz mein ek vishwas tha, Usne ladke ke maathe pe ek aur baar haath phera, aur ladka dheere-dheere apni saansein sambhalne laga. Usne ek gehri saans li, jaise apne andar ke darr ko bahar nikal raha ho, aur fir bola.
? : "Tum... tum itni jaldi kaise uth gayi?"
Ladki ke chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat aayi.
"Aaj college ka festival hai na, isliye jaldi uthna pada,"
? : "Ohh!"
"Aap ab thik ho na, bhaiya?"
ladki ne fir se pucha, uski aankhein abhi bhi uske chehre ko padh rahi thin.
? : "Haan, Gudiya!"
ladke ne jawab diya, ab uski awaaz mein thodi si sthirta thi.
"Toh jaldi se ready ho jao, aapko bhi toh jana hai"
"Hmm, tum jao, main aata hoon,"
ladke ne kaha, aur ladki ne ek aakhiri baar uske maathe ko sehlaya. Fir woh muskurati hui uthi aur darwaze ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate-jaate usne palat kar dekha aur ek pyaari si muskurahat ke sath kaha.
"Jaldi karo, bhaiya! Waise bhi hum pehle se hi late ho chuke hain."
Ladke ne bhi halka muskurate huye 'haan' mein sarr hila diya. Ladki chali gayi, aur ladka bistar se uthkar fresh hone ke liye chala gaya. Bathroom mein, jab usne apne chehre pe thande pani ki chheente mari - jaise woh uss bhayanak sapne ke asar ko dho raha ho.
Samne rakhe ek chhote se, toote aine mein usne apne aap ko dekha toh Aine mein ek jawan ladka ka chehra dikhayi diya. Uske kaale, thode lambe baal uski aankhon se hote hue gaalon tak aa rahe the, Usne haathon se apne baal peeche kiye, toh uski aankhein saaf dikhayi di. Woh halki bhuri aankhein, jisme ek gehri kahani chhupi hui thi.
Aine mein apne aap ko dekhte hue, uske mann mein bite hue dino ki yaadein dobara ubharne lagi thi, lekin usse pehle ki woh un yaadon mein doob jata, wahi ladki ki awaaz fir se goonji.
"Bhaiya! Jaldi karo!"
? : "Haan, bas 5 minute!"
ladke ne jaldi se jawab diya aur ready hone laga. Usne ek sadharan si red-black check shirt pehni, aur ek light washed blue jeans. Apna purana, bag kandhe pe chadhaya aur kamre se bahar nikla. Bahar aate hi usne dekha ki woh ladki usse gusse bhari nazron se ghoor rahi thi. Uske paas ek aadmi baitha tha, jiske haathon mein ek newspaper tha. Aadmi ne jab ladke ko dekha toh unke chehre pe ek muskurahat aaye, fir unhone bola -
"Aryan beta! Nina gussa hai tumpe, tum late ho."
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