Update 1
Shaam ke kuch 8 bhaj rahe the, CI(Circle Inspector) Manoj apne office mein ek file pad raha tha. Manoj ke mann mein bas ye khayaal tha ki jaise taise woh ghar jaaye aur achchi neend liya jaaye. Do din se theek se na sone ke kaaran uske aankhe laal ho gaye the aur aaram chahate the. Tabhi Manoj ne kuch aawaje suni koyi aadmi constable ke saath bahas kar raha tha. Manoj ne usko ignore kar apna dhyaan file mein laga diya. Tabhi constable ne Manoj ke office ka door taptapaya, Manoj ne bola usko andar aaneko.
Constable andar aaya aur bola “Saab, woh apne aap ko apka dost bata raha hain. Kehta hain sirf aapse baat karega.”
“Bhejo usko….” Manok ko samaj nahi aaya aisa kaunsa dost hain jo usko call nahi kar seedha police station aaya.
Manoj ne dekha ki ek aadmi jisse woh pehchaan na paaya woh uske office ke andar aaya. Manoj ne usko dhyaan se dekha lekin pehchaan na paaya.
“Ji batayi main apke liye kya kar sakta hoon”
“Manoj pehchaana nahi kya mujhe main Murali…” Manoj ko tabhi uska dost Murali yaad aaya. Murali aur Manoj ek hi class mein padte the. Murali kaafi bade khaandaan se tha aur bahut paise wala. Wahi Manoj ek middle class ladka tha. Murali padayi mein bhi achcha tha. Murali aur Manoj ki dosti thi lekin woh bigad gayi thi kyunki Murali ke aur bhi dost the jo Manoj ko pasand nahi karte the. School ke baad Manoj aur Murali phir nahi mile ye pehli baar tha jab Murali Manoj se milne aaya.
Manoj ne apna case ka file side mein rakh diya jis case par woh do din se soya nahi tha aur apne purane dost ko jaake gale laga.
“Sorry yaar pehchaan nahi paya. Kaisa hain tu suna tune shaadi karli bulaya bhi nahi” Manoj ne poocha
“Tune bhi toh nahi bulaya” Murali bola
Manoj hass pada aur bola “Bata kya baat hain”
“Ek bahut bada scam ho raha hain”
Manoj Murali ke baate sunne laga
“The path of living ka naam suna hain na.”
Murali se sehamathi main ha bol diya
“Karoda ka scam kar rahe hain aur mere pass proof hain usko prove karne ke liye.”
Manoj ne rokha “Swamy Padyanand ki he baat kar raha hain na tha…” Manoj ne Murali.
“Ha wahi padyanand. Usne mujhe barbaad kar diya hain. Mujhe khatam he kar diya usne. Usne yaha tak meri komal ko mere pass se cheen liya hain. Main usse kisi haal mein nahi chodunga. ”
Manoj ne dekha ki uske door ke bahar koyi inki baate sun raha hain isliye usne Murali ko rokh diya, “ Chal kahi aur chalkar baat karte hain…”
Manoj ne murali ko apne saath bahar le aaya aur apne jeep mein baithkar ek viraan area mein aa gaya.
“Toh padyanand ka kya chakkar hain” Manoj ne Murali se poocha
“Bahut bada scam chal raha hain. India mein marijuana (gaanja) illegal hain lekin Padyanand 100 acres mein Marijuana bana raha hain medicine ke naam par. Uska koyi bhi record public nahi hain. Mere pass poora data hain kaise Padyanand tax chori kar raha hain.”
“Tax chori yaani ED ka kaam hain, dekh main samaj sakta hoon Tax chori bahut badi cheez hain lekin abhi ki ruling party Padyanand ke support mein hain itna aasaan nahi hoga”
“5000 crore har saal”
“Kya?”
“Ha woh poora export karta hain. Medicine main bahut kamm Gaanja use karta hain aur baaki poora export. Export ki kamayi 20000 crore hain. Itna turnover shayad koyi company India mein la rahi hogi.”
Manoj Murali ki baatein sunkar hairaan hogaya.
“Lekin tujhe yeh sab kaise pata chala” Manoj ne poocha “Aur komal bhabhi ke baarein main kya bol raaha tha”
“Bahut badi kahani hain” Murali ne apne pass ek diary nikala aur Manoj ko de diya “Isme saari baatein hain” aur ek pendrive diya “isme saare proofs hain Padyanand ke khilaaf”
Manoj ne Murali se who diary aur pendrive le liya.
“Mujhe kisi hotel mein drop kardena” Murali bola
“Nahi mere ghar chal waha baat karte hain”
“Nahi mere dost maine tere constable se baat kiya hain. Woh bol raha tha ki do dino se soya nahi hain theekse”
“Toh ghar chal mere”
“Nahi phir kabhi mujhe kisi hotel mein chod dena main manage karloonga kal subah milenge”
Manoj ne Murali ko sunset inn mein chod diya aur apne dost ko agle din milne ka waada kar apne ghar chala gaya.
Manoj apne ghar ka door bell bajate hain aur uska ghar ka door ek bahut he khubsurat aurat open karti hain. Usne ek transparent nightie pehana tha jisse uske bra clearly dikhne lagte hain.
“Sheetal bahut sexy lag rahi ho” Manoj haste bolta. Sheetal Manoj ki patni hain.
“Ha waise aaj us Mayuri ke pass nahi gaye” Sheetal haste bolti hain.
“Do din ek case hain ussi par hoon.”
“Mujhe laga Mayuri ke saath hoge” Sheetal apne pati ka bag leti hain aur dekhti hain ek diary hain bahar ke pouch mein
“Thak gaya hoon mujhe achchi neen chahiye.”
“Neend he chahiye ya aur kuch bhi, waise pehle app kuch khaalo” Sheetal Manoj se kehti hain
“Station mein khakar aaya hoon” Manoj apne kapde badal kar sone ja raha tha.
“Yeh diary kiski hain” Sheetal ne Murali ka diary dikhate poocha.
“Murali ki hain”
“Murali kaun”
“Mera dost hain school ka”
“Pehle tho naam nahi suna” Sheetal seductive aawaaz mein boli.
“Hmm… Achcha suno us bag mein ek pendrive hain, Tum CA(chartered Accountant) hona mera dost keh raha tha ki kuch scam chal raha hain aur yeh uska proof hain. Tum kuch bata sakti ho kya us pendrive ko dekhkat.” Tabhi Manoj ke upar Sheetal ki transparent nightie aa girti hain. Manoj hasta hain usse maloom pad gaya ki sheetal bahut horny hain aur aaj raat Sheetal ko achche se karna padega.
Sheetal apne lingerie mein Manoj ke upar tooth padti hain. Manoj Sheetal ko chodne lagta hain aur bas kuch he der mein apna rass Sheetal ke andar daal deta hain. Manoj itna tak jaata hain ki wahi bistar par sone lagta.
Sheetal abhi bhi garam thi chudayi ke baad, aur Manoj se na kush thi lekin jab woh dekhti hain ki Manoj aise he so gaya toh mann he sochne lagti hain police ki naukri aasaan nahi hain.
Agle din subah ke 8 bhaj rahe hain aur Manoj ka phone bhajta hain. Manoj ko phone ki aawaaz se neend khul jaati hain. Woh phone ko dekhta hain aur phone ACP ka tha. Manoj phone utakar baat karne lagta. Yaha kitchen mein Sheetal ye sab dekhti hain aur usse pata chaljaata hain ki kisi kaam ka he phone hoga aur isliye jaldi jaldi apne pati ke liye breakfast banane lagi.
Manoj jaldi se ready ho jaata hain aur apna uniform pehankar nikalne lagta hain. Sheetal tabhi uska bag dethi hain. “Box maine peeche ke zip main rakha hain, aur tumhare book aur pendrive aage wale zip. Beena bule khana kha lena. Lunch kahi bahar kar lena itne time sirf breakfast bana saki hoon”
“Ha ha koyi baat nahi.” Yeh kehkar Manoj apne jeep ki taraf chala jaata.
Usko apne dost Murali ki yaad aati lekin usse pehle usko ACP se milna tha. Manoj ko ACP banne ka sapna tha lekin woh padayi mein utna achcha nahi tha isliye exam clear nahi kar pa raha tha. Kamayi kaafi thi uske aur Sheetal ke liye. Uske gaon mein kaafi zameen tha aur dahej mein bhi kaafi zameen aur paise usko mile the. Uski salary kam thi lekin Sheetal ki salary usse 4 guna adhik. Sheetal CA ki naukri kar rahi thi lekin apne tarki boss ke waje se usne naukri chod di aur abhi woh khud CA ki coaching institute chala rahi thi. Sheetal aur Manoj ka arranged marriage tha lekin shaadi ke baad dono ek dusre ke liye adjust ho chuke the. Manoj ke koyi GFs nahi the Sheetal se pehle. Lekin Sheetal ke kaafi affair the shaadi se pehle.
Manoj ACP ke ghar aaya. ACP apne casual kapdo mein he tha.
“Good job Manoj do din mein case close kar diya”
ACP do din pehli wali case ke baare main baat kar raha tha. Ek colony mein ek group ne ek bachche ko kidnap kar bachche ke badle paiso ki maang kari thi. Manoj aur uski team ne us bachche ko bacha liya aur ACP ussi ki baat kar raha tha.
Tabhi Manoj ko SI More se call aata hain “Sir main yaha sunset Motel main hoon yaha ek suicide huya hain.” Sunset motel wahi hotel tha jaha kal raat ko Manoj ne Murali ko choda tha. “Sir constable kaha raha tha ki yeh aadmi kal apse milne aaya tha aur apke saath he woh bahar aaya.”
“Ha forensics ko bulawo main aa raha hoon”
Manoj ne saari baatein ACP ko batayi aur Sunset Motel pahunch gaya. Murali ka laash ko Forensics wale jaanch kar rahe the. SI More Manoj ke pass aaya
“Sir Room service ne knock kiya tho koyi door open nahi kiya. Room service ne apna master key istemaal kar room khole tho dekha ki yeh aadmi aise pankhe ko apne aap ko latkakar suicide kar liya hain.” Manoj ko iss baat ki dukh tha ki woh apne dost se kal he mila tha aur issi beech usne suicide karliya. “Sir Constable sawant bol raha tha ki aap isko jaante hain isliye maine aapko call kiya”
“Hmm. Jaanta hoon mera dost hain. Kal mujhe milne aaya tha. Is hotel ke camera footage poora dekho.” Manoj ab hosh me aa gaya tha “Forensics ka report kab aayega”
“Kal aayega sir”
“Kal subah mere table par hona chahiye”
“Ji sir”
“aur Sawant ko bolo woh kidnap ka paperwork khatam karke mere pass laye”
Kya hua hoga mere dost Murali ke saath? Kya usne sach mein suicide kiya ya aur koyi saajhish hain isme? Bas din bar yahi soch raha tha Manoj
Shaam ke 7 bhaj rahe the aur Manoj apne ghar laut aaya.
“Kya hua aaj jaldi aa gaye, main bhi abhi aayi hoon.” Sheetal ne poocha
“Kaisa tha aaj ka coaching session”
“Maine teaching ke ek aur ko hire kar liya abhi toh bahut time milega mujhe” Sheetal ne mehsoos kiya ki Manoj udaas tha
“Kya baat hain sab theek tho hain na”
“Ha sab theek hain”
“Batao na”
“Murali ne suicide kar liya”
Sheetal ne baat nahi kiya aur Manoj Murali ke baare mein batane laga aur kaise usne suicide kiya yeh batane laga
Kuch der baad sheetal boli “Lekin jis aadmi ne woh diary likha hain woh suicide nahi kar sakta.”
“Tumne woh diary pada” Manoj ko woh diary yaad aaya jisko uske dost ne diya tha
“Ha aur woh pendrive bhi A, B aur C teen account hain A, B mein tax ka payment ho raha hain lekin C se nahi ho raha hain. Lekin woh company agar chahe toh abhi bhi tax pay kar sakti hain kyunki pendrive bas do saal ke he details hain”
“C account kya hain yeh pata hain kya tumhe”
“Ha diary pado usme poori baat hain”
Manoj ne Murali ki diary kholi aur padne laga.
Shaam ke kuch 8 bhaj rahe the, CI(Circle Inspector) Manoj apne office mein ek file pad raha tha. Manoj ke mann mein bas ye khayaal tha ki jaise taise woh ghar jaaye aur achchi neend liya jaaye. Do din se theek se na sone ke kaaran uske aankhe laal ho gaye the aur aaram chahate the. Tabhi Manoj ne kuch aawaje suni koyi aadmi constable ke saath bahas kar raha tha. Manoj ne usko ignore kar apna dhyaan file mein laga diya. Tabhi constable ne Manoj ke office ka door taptapaya, Manoj ne bola usko andar aaneko.
Constable andar aaya aur bola “Saab, woh apne aap ko apka dost bata raha hain. Kehta hain sirf aapse baat karega.”
“Bhejo usko….” Manok ko samaj nahi aaya aisa kaunsa dost hain jo usko call nahi kar seedha police station aaya.
Manoj ne dekha ki ek aadmi jisse woh pehchaan na paaya woh uske office ke andar aaya. Manoj ne usko dhyaan se dekha lekin pehchaan na paaya.
“Ji batayi main apke liye kya kar sakta hoon”
“Manoj pehchaana nahi kya mujhe main Murali…” Manoj ko tabhi uska dost Murali yaad aaya. Murali aur Manoj ek hi class mein padte the. Murali kaafi bade khaandaan se tha aur bahut paise wala. Wahi Manoj ek middle class ladka tha. Murali padayi mein bhi achcha tha. Murali aur Manoj ki dosti thi lekin woh bigad gayi thi kyunki Murali ke aur bhi dost the jo Manoj ko pasand nahi karte the. School ke baad Manoj aur Murali phir nahi mile ye pehli baar tha jab Murali Manoj se milne aaya.
Manoj ne apna case ka file side mein rakh diya jis case par woh do din se soya nahi tha aur apne purane dost ko jaake gale laga.
“Sorry yaar pehchaan nahi paya. Kaisa hain tu suna tune shaadi karli bulaya bhi nahi” Manoj ne poocha
“Tune bhi toh nahi bulaya” Murali bola
Manoj hass pada aur bola “Bata kya baat hain”
“Ek bahut bada scam ho raha hain”
Manoj Murali ke baate sunne laga
“The path of living ka naam suna hain na.”
Murali se sehamathi main ha bol diya
“Karoda ka scam kar rahe hain aur mere pass proof hain usko prove karne ke liye.”
Manoj ne rokha “Swamy Padyanand ki he baat kar raha hain na tha…” Manoj ne Murali.
“Ha wahi padyanand. Usne mujhe barbaad kar diya hain. Mujhe khatam he kar diya usne. Usne yaha tak meri komal ko mere pass se cheen liya hain. Main usse kisi haal mein nahi chodunga. ”
Manoj ne dekha ki uske door ke bahar koyi inki baate sun raha hain isliye usne Murali ko rokh diya, “ Chal kahi aur chalkar baat karte hain…”
Manoj ne murali ko apne saath bahar le aaya aur apne jeep mein baithkar ek viraan area mein aa gaya.
“Toh padyanand ka kya chakkar hain” Manoj ne Murali se poocha
“Bahut bada scam chal raha hain. India mein marijuana (gaanja) illegal hain lekin Padyanand 100 acres mein Marijuana bana raha hain medicine ke naam par. Uska koyi bhi record public nahi hain. Mere pass poora data hain kaise Padyanand tax chori kar raha hain.”
“Tax chori yaani ED ka kaam hain, dekh main samaj sakta hoon Tax chori bahut badi cheez hain lekin abhi ki ruling party Padyanand ke support mein hain itna aasaan nahi hoga”
“5000 crore har saal”
“Kya?”
“Ha woh poora export karta hain. Medicine main bahut kamm Gaanja use karta hain aur baaki poora export. Export ki kamayi 20000 crore hain. Itna turnover shayad koyi company India mein la rahi hogi.”
Manoj Murali ki baatein sunkar hairaan hogaya.
“Lekin tujhe yeh sab kaise pata chala” Manoj ne poocha “Aur komal bhabhi ke baarein main kya bol raaha tha”
“Bahut badi kahani hain” Murali ne apne pass ek diary nikala aur Manoj ko de diya “Isme saari baatein hain” aur ek pendrive diya “isme saare proofs hain Padyanand ke khilaaf”
Manoj ne Murali se who diary aur pendrive le liya.
“Mujhe kisi hotel mein drop kardena” Murali bola
“Nahi mere ghar chal waha baat karte hain”
“Nahi mere dost maine tere constable se baat kiya hain. Woh bol raha tha ki do dino se soya nahi hain theekse”
“Toh ghar chal mere”
“Nahi phir kabhi mujhe kisi hotel mein chod dena main manage karloonga kal subah milenge”
Manoj ne Murali ko sunset inn mein chod diya aur apne dost ko agle din milne ka waada kar apne ghar chala gaya.
Manoj apne ghar ka door bell bajate hain aur uska ghar ka door ek bahut he khubsurat aurat open karti hain. Usne ek transparent nightie pehana tha jisse uske bra clearly dikhne lagte hain.
“Sheetal bahut sexy lag rahi ho” Manoj haste bolta. Sheetal Manoj ki patni hain.
“Ha waise aaj us Mayuri ke pass nahi gaye” Sheetal haste bolti hain.
“Do din ek case hain ussi par hoon.”
“Mujhe laga Mayuri ke saath hoge” Sheetal apne pati ka bag leti hain aur dekhti hain ek diary hain bahar ke pouch mein
“Thak gaya hoon mujhe achchi neen chahiye.”
“Neend he chahiye ya aur kuch bhi, waise pehle app kuch khaalo” Sheetal Manoj se kehti hain
“Station mein khakar aaya hoon” Manoj apne kapde badal kar sone ja raha tha.
“Yeh diary kiski hain” Sheetal ne Murali ka diary dikhate poocha.
“Murali ki hain”
“Murali kaun”
“Mera dost hain school ka”
“Pehle tho naam nahi suna” Sheetal seductive aawaaz mein boli.
“Hmm… Achcha suno us bag mein ek pendrive hain, Tum CA(chartered Accountant) hona mera dost keh raha tha ki kuch scam chal raha hain aur yeh uska proof hain. Tum kuch bata sakti ho kya us pendrive ko dekhkat.” Tabhi Manoj ke upar Sheetal ki transparent nightie aa girti hain. Manoj hasta hain usse maloom pad gaya ki sheetal bahut horny hain aur aaj raat Sheetal ko achche se karna padega.
Sheetal apne lingerie mein Manoj ke upar tooth padti hain. Manoj Sheetal ko chodne lagta hain aur bas kuch he der mein apna rass Sheetal ke andar daal deta hain. Manoj itna tak jaata hain ki wahi bistar par sone lagta.
Sheetal abhi bhi garam thi chudayi ke baad, aur Manoj se na kush thi lekin jab woh dekhti hain ki Manoj aise he so gaya toh mann he sochne lagti hain police ki naukri aasaan nahi hain.
Agle din subah ke 8 bhaj rahe hain aur Manoj ka phone bhajta hain. Manoj ko phone ki aawaaz se neend khul jaati hain. Woh phone ko dekhta hain aur phone ACP ka tha. Manoj phone utakar baat karne lagta. Yaha kitchen mein Sheetal ye sab dekhti hain aur usse pata chaljaata hain ki kisi kaam ka he phone hoga aur isliye jaldi jaldi apne pati ke liye breakfast banane lagi.
Manoj jaldi se ready ho jaata hain aur apna uniform pehankar nikalne lagta hain. Sheetal tabhi uska bag dethi hain. “Box maine peeche ke zip main rakha hain, aur tumhare book aur pendrive aage wale zip. Beena bule khana kha lena. Lunch kahi bahar kar lena itne time sirf breakfast bana saki hoon”
“Ha ha koyi baat nahi.” Yeh kehkar Manoj apne jeep ki taraf chala jaata.
Usko apne dost Murali ki yaad aati lekin usse pehle usko ACP se milna tha. Manoj ko ACP banne ka sapna tha lekin woh padayi mein utna achcha nahi tha isliye exam clear nahi kar pa raha tha. Kamayi kaafi thi uske aur Sheetal ke liye. Uske gaon mein kaafi zameen tha aur dahej mein bhi kaafi zameen aur paise usko mile the. Uski salary kam thi lekin Sheetal ki salary usse 4 guna adhik. Sheetal CA ki naukri kar rahi thi lekin apne tarki boss ke waje se usne naukri chod di aur abhi woh khud CA ki coaching institute chala rahi thi. Sheetal aur Manoj ka arranged marriage tha lekin shaadi ke baad dono ek dusre ke liye adjust ho chuke the. Manoj ke koyi GFs nahi the Sheetal se pehle. Lekin Sheetal ke kaafi affair the shaadi se pehle.
Manoj ACP ke ghar aaya. ACP apne casual kapdo mein he tha.
“Good job Manoj do din mein case close kar diya”
ACP do din pehli wali case ke baare main baat kar raha tha. Ek colony mein ek group ne ek bachche ko kidnap kar bachche ke badle paiso ki maang kari thi. Manoj aur uski team ne us bachche ko bacha liya aur ACP ussi ki baat kar raha tha.
Tabhi Manoj ko SI More se call aata hain “Sir main yaha sunset Motel main hoon yaha ek suicide huya hain.” Sunset motel wahi hotel tha jaha kal raat ko Manoj ne Murali ko choda tha. “Sir constable kaha raha tha ki yeh aadmi kal apse milne aaya tha aur apke saath he woh bahar aaya.”
“Ha forensics ko bulawo main aa raha hoon”
Manoj ne saari baatein ACP ko batayi aur Sunset Motel pahunch gaya. Murali ka laash ko Forensics wale jaanch kar rahe the. SI More Manoj ke pass aaya
“Sir Room service ne knock kiya tho koyi door open nahi kiya. Room service ne apna master key istemaal kar room khole tho dekha ki yeh aadmi aise pankhe ko apne aap ko latkakar suicide kar liya hain.” Manoj ko iss baat ki dukh tha ki woh apne dost se kal he mila tha aur issi beech usne suicide karliya. “Sir Constable sawant bol raha tha ki aap isko jaante hain isliye maine aapko call kiya”
“Hmm. Jaanta hoon mera dost hain. Kal mujhe milne aaya tha. Is hotel ke camera footage poora dekho.” Manoj ab hosh me aa gaya tha “Forensics ka report kab aayega”
“Kal aayega sir”
“Kal subah mere table par hona chahiye”
“Ji sir”
“aur Sawant ko bolo woh kidnap ka paperwork khatam karke mere pass laye”
Kya hua hoga mere dost Murali ke saath? Kya usne sach mein suicide kiya ya aur koyi saajhish hain isme? Bas din bar yahi soch raha tha Manoj
Shaam ke 7 bhaj rahe the aur Manoj apne ghar laut aaya.
“Kya hua aaj jaldi aa gaye, main bhi abhi aayi hoon.” Sheetal ne poocha
“Kaisa tha aaj ka coaching session”
“Maine teaching ke ek aur ko hire kar liya abhi toh bahut time milega mujhe” Sheetal ne mehsoos kiya ki Manoj udaas tha
“Kya baat hain sab theek tho hain na”
“Ha sab theek hain”
“Batao na”
“Murali ne suicide kar liya”
Sheetal ne baat nahi kiya aur Manoj Murali ke baare mein batane laga aur kaise usne suicide kiya yeh batane laga
Kuch der baad sheetal boli “Lekin jis aadmi ne woh diary likha hain woh suicide nahi kar sakta.”
“Tumne woh diary pada” Manoj ko woh diary yaad aaya jisko uske dost ne diya tha
“Ha aur woh pendrive bhi A, B aur C teen account hain A, B mein tax ka payment ho raha hain lekin C se nahi ho raha hain. Lekin woh company agar chahe toh abhi bhi tax pay kar sakti hain kyunki pendrive bas do saal ke he details hain”
“C account kya hain yeh pata hain kya tumhe”
“Ha diary pado usme poori baat hain”
Manoj ne Murali ki diary kholi aur padne laga.
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