Ye kahani he Ilahabad…saher ki
ek aese parivaar ki he jo bahut hi rich he
Yash Sahgal sirf ek businessman bada business man. Uska textile empire itna bada tha ki uske banaye hue clothes sirf India me hi nahi, balki London, Dubai aur Paris tak export hote the. Paiso ki us ghar me kabhi kami nahi rahi. Ye business unke dada pardadao ke zamane se chalta aa raha tha… ek aisi virasat jo har generation ke saath aur badi hoti gayi.
Lekin zindagi ne Yash ko bahut kam umar me mature bana diya tha.
Aaj se 20 saal pehle… ek car accident ne uske maa baap ko usse hamesha ke liye cheen liya tha. Us waqt Yash sirf 22 saal ka tha. Itni choti umar me uske kandho par poore business aur parivaar ki jimmedari aa gayi thi.uski shadi kam umer me hi ho gayi thi yash ke mata pita arrange marriage me yakin kerte the to unke gaav ki ek ladki renuka se uski shadi kerva di
Lekin phir…
Us haadse ke sirf 7 din baad uski beti ka janam hua.
Usne us choti si bachhi ko pehli baar god me uthaya… to uski aankhen bhar aayi thi.
Use laga jaise uske maa ya papa me se hi koi dobara uske ghar laut aaya ho.
Neha ka bachpan kisi princess se kam nahi tha. Lekin itne ameer ghar me paida hone ke baad bhi usme zara sa bhi ghamand nahi tha. Jo sanskar Yash ko apne maa baap se mile the… wahi usne Neha ko diye use kisi bhi cheez ki jarurat mahsoos nahi huee kyuki uske chahne se pahle hi wo cheez hajir ho jati thi
Neha bachpan se hi bahut soft hearted thi. Kisi ko rota hua dekh leti to khud pareshan ho jati. Kisi ka dard usse dekha nahi jata tha. Nature itna shy tha ki ghar ke guests ke saamne bhi wo jyada aankhen uthakar baat nahi karti thi.
Yash usse sirf pyar nahi karta tha… balki usme apni poori duniya dekhta tha. Isi liye usne apne textile company ka naam bhi Neha ke naam par rakh diya tha.
Yash aur uski wife Renuka ne ek faisla aur liya tha…
Wo Neha ke alava kabhi dusra bacha nahi karenge.
Unhe lagta tha jo pyar wo Neha ko dete hain… wo kabhi divide nahi hona chahiye.
Aur aaj… wahi Neha 20 saal ki ho chuki thi.
Aaj neha ka 20 birthday tha
Sahgal Mansion ko kisi royal palace ki tarah sajaya gaya tha. Bade bade businessmen, politicians aur high society ke log party me aaye hue the
Tabhi grand staircase par halki si movement hui…
Aur sabki nazar ek hi taraf mud gayi.
Neha dheere dheere stairs se niche utar rahi thi… uski maa Renuka uske sholder per hath rakh neha ko pyar se sambhala
Us pal aisa lag raha tha jaise chand khud zameen par utar aaya ho.
Neha ne black color ka elegant body-hugging gown pehna hua tha, jisme silver detailing halki roshni me chamak rahi thi. Uske shoulders softly exposed the, aur uski fair glowing skin black dress ke contrast me aur bhi zyada nikharkar saamne aa rahi thi. Uske lambe silky black baal uski back par kale badlo ki tarah bikhare huee the. Halki glossy lips, masoom aankhen aur face par ek innocent si sharam… uski khoobsurti ko aur dangerous bana rahi thi
Neha dheere dheere stairs se niche utar rahi thi… poore hall ki lights jaise usi par ruk gayi thi. Upar lage bade crystal chandeliers ki white roshni uske black dress par padkar ek alag hi shine create kar rahi thi. Uske lambe silky black baal kandho par bikhar rahe the.
Uski mom Renuka ne pyar se uske sholder pakda hua tha. Neeche khade guests kuch pal ke liye bas use hi dekhte reh gaye.sab neha ki beauty dekh pagel hi ho gaye
Neha ki aankhen ab bhi jhuki hui thi. Itni badi party me bhi wo wahi shy aur soft nature wali ladki thi jo aaj tak apne papa ke alava kisi man se properly baat tak nahi kar payi thi.
Neeche khade Yash ki aankhon me pride saaf dikh raha tha. Ilahabad ka sabse bada bussness man … lekin us waqt wo sirf ek baap tha jo apni beti ko dekhkar emotional ho raha tha.
Hall me slow English music chal raha tha. Bade bussness men, politicians aur city ke famous log Yash se mil rahe the.
Rajveer Malhotra … jo Yash ka purana dost aur business partner tha.
Uske saath uska beta bhi tha…
Aryan Malhotra
23 saal ka Aryan… tall height, black suit pahne tha aur wo bhi bahut handsome lag raha tha dono parking me khade the wo pahle se hi let the
Aryan-papa ye aapke bussness partner he aap mujhe yeha kyu laye he
Rajveer-tum galat soch rahe ho yash mere bussness partner ke alava mera ek acha dost bhi he tumhe ye sab aadat dalni hogi ye aage chal ker apne bussness ke liye important he
Aryan-papa aap ka textile bussness he me engeneering ker raha hu to ye possible nahi he
Rajveer-ok ye sab baad me discuss karenge tum chalo abhi ander
Aryan normally kisi ladki ko bhav nahi deta tha… lekin jaise hi uski nazar Neha par padi…uski halat tight ho gayi jese use laga ki ye ladki sirf uske liye bani he aur uska mood bhi change hone laga use party me aana ab acha lagne laga uski nazer guest ko cherti huee neha per atak rahi thi
Neha ne halki si nazar uthayi… bas ek second ke liye…sab guest ko dekha aur phir turant eyes neeche kar li.
Lekin us ek second ne Aryan ke andar kuch alag hi feel jaga diya tha.
Jaise usne pehli baar kisi itni khoobsurat ladki ko dekha ho.
Aryan apne papa ke paas aaya aryan dheere se muskuraya…
Aryan-“Dad… ye Yash uncle hai…?”
Rajveer-ha beta perr chuoo ...
Rajveer ne halki si hasi ke saath yash ke kandhe par haath rakha. Wo Yash ko saalon se jaanta tha. Dono ne milkar bahut badi deals ki thi. Textile market me unki partnership ko log example ki tarah dekhte the.
Lekin Rajveer ke dil me ek aur khayal bhi kai saalon se tha…
Wo iss business partnership ko rishtedari me badalna chahta tha.
Usne kai baar notice kiya tha ki Yash apni beti se kitna pyar karta hai. Aur Rajveer ko lagta tha ki agar Neha uske ghar ki bahu ban jaye… to dono families ka relation aur bhi strong ho jayega neha jesi ladki aryan ke liye ek dam perfact he
Udhar hall me music dheere dheere soft hone laga tha. Stage ke center me ek huge three-tier birthday cake rakha gaya tha. Pure white cake par black aur silver decoration bani hui thi, aur upar silver icing me likha tha—
“Happy 20th Birthday Neha”
Sabki nazrein phir se staircase ki taraf mud gayi.
Neha dheere se stage ki taraf badhi. Uska gown floor par halka sa spread ho raha tha. Wo jitna khud ko simple rakhne ki koshish karti… utni hi uski beauty logon ko aur attract kar rahi thi.
Yash Sahgal ne stage par chadhkar pyar se apni beti ka haath pakda.
Yash-“Happy birthday princess…”
Neha bas halka sa muskurayi.
Neha-“Thank you papa…”neha ke thank you bolne me bhi uski aankhe bhar aayi
Poore hall me claps gunjne lage. Cameras flash karne lage. Renuka ki aankhon me khushi saaf dikh rahi thi.
Cake cutting start hua.
Neha ne knife pakda… lekin uske haath me halki si nervousness thi. Yash ne peeche se uska haath support kiya.
Yash-“Relax beta…”
Aur phir…
Cake cut hote hi poora hall claps aur birthday wishes se bhar gaya.
“Happy Birthday Nehaaa…”
Music thoda loud ho gaya
Sabse pehla cake piece Neha ne apne papa ko khilaya. Yash ne uske sir par pyar se kiss kiya. Uske baad usne apni mom Renuka ko cake khilaya
Neeche khada Aryan bas use dekhe ja raha tha
Usne bahut ladkiyan dekhi thi… glamorous, bold, modern…
Lekin Neha me kuch aur hi tha
Stage ke aas paas ab guests ki bheed lagi hui thi.sab neha ko birthday wish ker rahe the . Koi expensive diamond set gift kar raha tha… to koi imported perfumes aur luxury handbags.
Neha apni mom ke saath khadi thi. Uske dono haath gifts se almost bhar chuke the
Neha-“Thank you…”
“Thank you so much…”
Wo har guest ko dheere se thanks bol rahi thi… aankhen ab bhi jyadatar neeche hi rehti thi. Kabhi kabhi jab koi directly usse compliment deta to uske cheeks halki pink ho jate.
“Bilkul pari lag rahi ho beta…”
Ek elderly lady ne pyar se kaha.
Neha ne bas halka sa smile diya aur sharam se Renuka ke aur paas aa gayi.
Door khade kai young businessmen aur politicians ke bete use bas dekhe ja rahe the. Lekin Neha ko in sab cheezo ki aadat nahi thi. Itni attention milne par wo aur nervous ho jati thi.
Udhar hall ke ek side par Rajveer aur Yash saath khade guests se mil rahe the
Rajveer-“Yash… ek baat bolu?”
Yash ne uski taraf dekha.
Yash-“Haan bol na.”
Rajveer dheere se bola—
“Humne saalon tak business kiya he… soch raha hu ab ise family relation me badal dena chahiye
Yash-“Matlab…
Rajveer-Aryan aur Neha?”bhai mene bahut se riste dekhe but mujhe apne bete ke liye neha perfact lag rahi he
Yash-baat to sahi he teri per mere bolne se kya hoga neha ko bhi pasand hona chahiye aryan me baat ker ke dekta hu
Yash ke face par ek soft si happiness aa gayi.
Sach kahen to usne bhi kabhi kabhi ye khayal socha tha. Usse hamesha darr rehta tha ki Neha itni masoom hai… duniya ke harsh logon ke beech kaise rahegi
Lekin Aryan aur uske pita rajveer ko dekhkar use ajeeb si tasalli milti thi.
Yash-ye fasla bura bhi nahi hai…”
Rajveer-phir ban jaye samdhi kya bolta he
Yash-“Sabse pehle Neha ki khushi matter karti hai… lekin haan… agar uski life kisi ke saath safe ho sakti hai… to mujhe lagta hai Aryan se better choice mushkil hai
Yash table par newspaper dekh raha tha, aur Renuka breakfast serve karwa rahi thi.
Yash-Tum kyu serve ker rahi ho servent he na
Renuka-mujhe acha lagta he serve kerna
Thodi der baad Neha dheere se dining hall me aayi. Light pink loose kurti me, bina kisi makeup ke bhi wo utni hi khoobsurat lag rahi thi.
Neha-“Good morning papa…”
Yash muskuraya.
Yash-“Good morning princess.”
Neha chupchaap chair par baith gayi. Wo toast ka chhota sa piece tod hi rahi thi tabhi Renuka ne halki smile ke saath kaha—
Renuka-“Neha… kal party me Rajveer uncle aaye the na…”
Neha ne sirf halkasa head nod kiya.
Yash ne newspaper fold karke side me rakha.
Renuka-“Unhone tumhare liye ek rishta suggest kiya hai…”
Yash-“Unka beta… Aryan.
Bas itna sunte hi Neha ka face dheere dheere red hone laga. Usne turant nazrein neeche kar li. Dil achanak fast beat karne laga tha. Kal party me usne bas ek hi baar Aryan ki taraf dekha tha… per usne notice nahi Kiya
Renuka pyar se muskurayi.
Renuka-“Bahut acha ladka hai beta… educated hai, respectful hai… aur family bhi kitni achi hai.”
Yash bhi chair se uthkar uske paas aaya aur uske shoulder par pyar se haath rakha.
Yash-“Pressure mat feel karo beta… hum bas tumhari opinion jaana chahte hain
Lekin Neha kuch bol hi nahi paayi.
Uski aankhon me achanak paani bharne lag
Yash-“Neha…?”
Renuka thodi confused hui.
Neha bina kuch bole turant chair se uthi aur almost bhaagte hue apne room me chali gayi.
Dining hall me kuch seconds ke liye silence chha gaya.
Yash Neha ke room ki taraf badh gaya.hath me breakfast plate wo apni princess beti ko bina breakfast kervaye office nahi jana chahta tha
Room ka door aadha khula hua tha.
Andar Neha bed par baithi thi… aur chupchaap ro rahi thi
Yash ka dil turant pighal gaya.
Wo uske paas jaakar bed par baitha aur pyar se uske sir par haath ferte hue bola—
Yash-“Kya hua meri princess ko…?”
Neha ne rote hue turant Yash ko hug kar liya.
Neha-“Papa… main aapko chhodkar kahin nahi jaana chahti…”papa mujhe shadi nahi kerni
Yash kuch pal chup raha…
Yash-“Pagal ladki…”“Beti ko ek na ek din to jaana padta hai.”
Neha bas chupchaap aansu pochti rahi.
Yash ne dheere se kaha—
Yash-“Aur waise bhi abhi kuch fix nahi hua hai. Jab tak meri beti ko koi pasand nahi aayega…ya uski merji nahi hogi tab tak main koi baat aage nahi badhaunga.”
Yash-“Papa… me aapko mamy ko chod ker nahi jana chahti bas aapke sath hi rahna chahti hu …”
Yash ka dil us baat par aur bhar aaya.
Yash-“Mujhe meri beti ki khushi se badhkar kuch nahi chahiye.”
Tabhi uski nazar side table par rakhe untouched breakfast tray par gayi.
Yash-“Achha… ab rona band karo aur breakfast karo koi tumhe shadi ke liye force nahi karega
Neha ne halkasa head shake kiya.
Neha-“Mann nahi hai…”
Yash hasa.
Yash-“neha tum ab bhi bachhi ho bilkul.”
Wo tray apni taraf kheenchkar baitha aur apne haath se chhota sa bite todkar Neha ki taraf badhaya.
Yash-“Chalo… ek bite.”
Neha ne aansuon ke beech halki si smile di… aur dheere se bite kha liya
Neha bachpan se hi bahut intelligent thi. Schooling India ke best schools me hui thi, aur graduation usne USA se complete kiya tha. Wahan rehkar bhi uski simplicity bilkul nahi badli thi. Dusri rich family ki ladkiyon ki tarah parties aur show-off me uska kabhi interest nahi raha.
Usne hamesha sirf ek hi sapna dekha tha —
Ek din apne papa ka business sambhalna.
Wo chahti thi ki “Neha Textiles” ka naam aur bada ho… aur uske papa ko kabhi ye feel na ho ki unke baad unki legacy sambhalne wala koi nahi hai.
Isi liye USA se graduation complete karne ke baad bhi usne MBA ke liye India choose kiya.
Ek shaam Yash apne office cabin me baitha isi baare me soch raha tha.Tabhi usne apne dost Rajveer ko call kiya.
Rajveer 2 hours me hi yash ke paas aa gaya Coffee ke saath dono office lounge me baithkar baat kar rahe the.
Yash-“Neha MBA India me karna chahti hai…”
main chahta hu best jagah admission ho.
Rajveer-“Ek idea hai.”
Rajveer-Aryan jis university me engineering kar raha hai… wahi India ki top private universities me se ek hai. Campus bhi safe hai environment bhi acha hai Aur waise bhi… agar dono saath study karenge… to ek dusre ko samajhne ka mauka bhi mil jayega tumhari problem bhi solve ho jayegi
Sach kahen to usne bhi ye baat sochi thi… lekin directly bolna nahi chahta tha.
Yash-“Acha idea hai…”
Rajveer-yash me neha ko bahu nahi apni beti manta hu tum bilkul fiker mat karo wo mere ghar ki bahu bane na bane per beti ban chuki he
Kuch hi dino me Yash ne personally university management se baat ki. Sahgal naam ka influence waise bhi kam nahi tha. Neha ka admission MBA program me confirm ho gaya.
Jab Yash ne ghar aakar ye baat Neha ko batayi… to wo thodi nervous ho gayi
“Pata nahi friends kaise milenge…”
“Shayad mere nature ki wajah se koi mujhse baat bhi na kare…”
Neeche dining hall me Yash Sahgal uska wait kar rahe the।
Yash-“Ready ho meri princess?”
Neha-“Papa… thoda nervous lag raha hai…”
Yash-beta isme nurvous hone ki kya baat he sab tumse pyar karege tum ho hi itni pyari ho
Udhar dusri taraf Rajveer ne subah hi apne bete Aryan ko Neha ki ek photo bheji thi।
Rajveer ne call par kaha—
Rajveer-“Beta… ye ladki future me teri wife ban sakti hai. Bas ek kaam kar… uska khayal rakhna aur achi dosti banana.”
Aryan normally kisi ki baat itni seriously nahi leta tha…per use to party me neha pasand aayi thi use laga papa kisi aur ladki ki baat ker rahe he
Aryan ne jab wo photo dekhi to khushi ke maare uchal pada usne apni mamy ko ek hugg kiya uski mamy ko bhi pata tha aryan kis baat se itna khush he
University me first day orientation aur classes me nikal gaya। MBA department dusri building me tha isliye Aryan ko Neha dikhayi nahi di।
Class khatam hote hi usne Neha ka number dial kiya jo Rajveer uske pita ne diya tha।
Us waqt Neha university canteen ke ek corner table par akeli baithi thi। Samne coffee aur kuch books rakhi thi। Itne naye faces ke beech wo aur bhi zyada silent ho gayi thi।
Phone vibrate hua।
Unknown number।
Neha ne screen dekhi… aur bina receive kiye call cut kar diya।
Do second baad phir call aaya।
Usne phir cut kar diya।
Aryan University me neha ki dhundhne laga
Wo canteen ke andar aaya। Students ki bheed ke beech corner me baithi Neha turant uski nazar me aa gayi।
Aryan dheere se uski table ke paas gaya।
Aryan -“Hi…”
Neha ne aryan ko dekha jiski picture pahle hi uske papa ne use what's app ker di thi is liye neha chup chap canteen me aaker Beth gayi kahi aryan use dhundhta huaa nahi aa jaye
Neha ka dil ek secand ke liye fast speed me dhadkane laga
Neha ne halkasa face uthaya।
“hi…”
Aryan-Aryan Malhotra Can I sit
Neha ne sirf halkasa head nod kar diya।
Aryan uske saamne chair par baith gaya।
Aryan-“To… first day kaisa raha?”
Neha-“good…”
Aryan-“Friends bane?”
Neha ne halkasa head shake kar diya।
Aryan-“Expected.”
Neha confused si uski taraf dekhne lagi।
Aryan-“Tumhari pic se hi pata chal raha tha tum bahut kam bolti ho.”
Neha ne turant nazrein neeche kar li।
Aryan usse lagatar questions pooch raha tha—
Favorite subject… hobbies… USA kaisa laga… MBA kyun choose kiya…
Lekin Neha har sawal ka bas chhota sa jawab deti। Kabhi “hmm”… kabhi “pata nahi”… kabhi sirf smile neha her words ko itna lamba khichti jese us se koi jaberdasti baat ker raha he…
Aryan ko uska ye innocent behavior ajeeb tarah se pasand aane laga।
Wo un loud aur attention-seeking ladkiyon jaisi bilkul nahi thi jinhe Aryan roz dekhta tha।
Usme ek ajeeb si purity thi…simplicity thi
Jo Aryan ko baar baar uski taraf kheench rahi thi।
Thodi der baad Aryan coffee sip karte hue halka sa hasa—
Aryan-“Tum ghar par bhi itna hi kam bolti ho…?”
Neha ne kuch nahi kaha।
Bas apni fingers se coffee mug ko tap kerne lagi
Waqt dheere dheere nikalne laga।
Ab Neha aur Aryan roz university canteen me milte the।
Pehle jahan Neha sirf “hmm” aur “thik hai” me jawab deti thi… ab kabhi kabhi halkasa smile karke khud bhi baat shuru kar deti thi।
Aryan ko uski ye choti choti changes bahut pasand aati thi।
Wo usse apne school ke funny incidents sunata, hostel life ke stories batata, dosto ki stupidity imitate karta… aur Neha dheere dheere hansne lagi thi।
Aur jab Neha hasti thi… to Aryan kuch seconds ke liye use bas dekhta reh jata।
Lekin dil me seedha utar jaati thi।
Kabhi kabhi canteen me baithkar Aryan intentionally weird faces banata sirf Neha ko hasane ke liye। Aur jab Neha haste haste apna face neeche kar leti… to Aryan ko ajeeb si satisfaction feel hoti।
Waqt ke sath dono Ache dost ban gaye the
Neha ki MBA complete ho gayi thi aur aryan ki engineering complete hote hote dono ek dusre ki aadat ban chuke the।
Degree complete hone ke baad Yash ne dheere dheere Neha ko business handle karna bhi sikhaana start kar diya।
Meetings… export deals… textile designs…
Neha har cheez bahut seriously seekhti thi।
Office staff bhi uski simplicity aur respectful nature ki wajah se use bahut pasand karta tha।
Kabhi kabhi busy schedule ke beech agar free time milta… to wo Aryan se mil leti। Coffee shops, long drives ya sirf silent walks… dono ko ek dusre ke saath comfortable feel hone laga tha neha 25 ki ho gayi thi aryan aur uski friendship bhi 5 years ki ho chuki thi
Ek shaam Yash apne study room me files dekh raha tha। Neha uske liye coffee lekar aayi।
Yash ne coffee table par rakhte hue dheere se poocha—
Yash-“Ek baat puchu beta ?”
Neha ne halkasa head tilt kiya।
Yash-“Tumhe Aryan pasand hai…?”
Bas itna sunte hi Neha ka face dheere dheere pink ho gaya।
Usne turant nazrein neeche kar li। Fingers ek dusre me ulajhne lagi।
Yash uska reaction dekhkar halkasa muskuraya।
Yash-“Kya main aryan ko haan samjhu…?”
Neha ne bahut dheere… almost dabbi hui awaaz me kaha—
Neha-“Jaise aap thik samjhe papa…”
Uski sharmili awaaz me hi jawab tha।
Yash ke face par ek relieved smile aa gayi।
Usne pyar se uske sir par haath rakha।
Agle hi din Rajveer Malhotra officially rishta lekar Sahgal Mansion aa gaya।
Poora ghar elegant traditional decoration se saja hua tha।
Aur jab Neha drawing room me aayi…
To kuch pal ke liye sab use dekhte reh gaye।
Aaj usne red color ki soft silk saree pehni thi। Saree ka pallu uske kandhe par bahut gracefully gira hua tha। Minimal jewellery, halka kajal aur khule silky baal… uski natural beauty ko aur zyada enhance kar rahe the।
Wo modern dresses me jitni attractive lagti thi… traditional look me usse kai zyada khoobsurat lag rahi thi।
Aryan jo sofe per betha huaa Yash se baat ker raha tha
Wo to literally nervous feel karne laga tha।
Usne Neha ko pehle bhi bahut baar dekha tha…
Lekin aaj use saree me dekh uska dil fast beat per dhadak raha tha
Neha sharam se ek baar bhi properly Aryan ki taraf nahi dekh pa rahi thi।
Families ke beech baatein hui… laughter hua… aur akhir me dono families ne milkar sagai fix kar di
Pandit ne dates dekhkar bola—
“Shaadi ke liye 6 month baad ka bahut shubh muhurat aa raha hai.”
Raat ka waqt tha Yash ko ek bahut important business meeting ke liye USA jaana tha। Flight raat 12 baje ki thi।
Drawing room me suitcases ready pade the aur staff last minute arrangements me laga hua tha।
Neha chupchaap Yash ke paas khadi thi। Aaj pata nahi kyun uska mann bahut uneasy lag raha tha।
Neha-“Papa…Aapko kitne din lagenge…?”
Yash-“Bas kuch din beta.”
Neha-“Please jaldi aa jana… mujhe aapke bina acha nahi lagta.”
Yash-“Arey meri princess…”
Yash-“Ye bahut badi deal hai. Agar final ho gayi na… to future me company ko bahut profit hoga.”
Renuka-“Dekho Yash… tumhari princess abhi se tumse door hone me itna darr rahi hai. Shaadi ke baad to pata nahi kya hoga.”
Shaadi ka naam sunte hi Neha ka face turant red ho gaya।
Usne nervousness me nazrein neeche kar li।
Yash ne Renuka ki taraf dekha।
“Renuka…”
Usne halki daant lagayi।
Yash-“Pareshan mat kiya karo meri beti ko.”
Yash-“I love you beta…Mujhe tum par bahut proud hai. Itni kam age me tumne almost poora business handle karna start kar diya Sach bolu… main bahut lucky hu ki mujhe tum jaisi beti mili.”
Jameel ek ruler area me rahta tha apne chote bhai sameer ke sath Sameer acha aadhmi tha jo neha ke office me peon tha saaf safai chay coffee aur employees ki her choti jarurat ka dhiyan rakhta tha
Dusri taraf tha Sameer ka bada bhai—Jameel. Jameel ka poora din bas ek chote se kamre ke ghar me sote hue nikalta tha. Wo ghar itna chota tha ki ek hi room mecorner me kitchen aur wahi se juda ek chota sa bathroom.
Lekin us chote se ghar me din bhar logon ka aana-jaana laga rehta tha. Basti ke ladke aur log wahan Jameel se ganja lene aate the. Jameel choti-choti pudiya bana kar unhe black me sell karta tha. Pichle teen mahino se kismat us par meharban thi—kisi ne use pakda nahi tha. Us kamai se usne ek new chaina ka smartphone kharid liya tha. Varna isse pehle to jab bhi wo thoda paisa kamata, police ke hatthe chadh jata aur uska saara maal aur cash court-thane ke chakkar me khatam ho jata.
Is illegal kaam ki wajah se poori basti me Jameel ka naam bohot badnaam tha. Basti wale jitna Sameer ki imandari aur shareef-mizaaj nature ko nahi jaante the, usse kahin zyada log Jameel ko uske is dhandhe ki wajah se pehchante the.
Lekin kehte hain na ki galat kaam ka nateeja hamesha bura hota aaj raat local police ne uske ghar par raid maar di. Is baar kismat ne Jameel ka saath nahi diya. Police use uthakar le gayi aur dando se uski aisi pitai ki, ki uske hosh thikane aa gaye. Jab Sameer ko pata chala, to wo pareshan ho gaya. Sameer ne apni jama-poonji lagakar aur logon ke aage haath-pair jodkar jese-tese Jameel ki bail (zamanat) karwayi aur use adhmari haalat me ghar lekar aaya
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Sameer- Phir se chalu kar diya dhanda? Mere itna mana karne ke baad bhi
Jameel-Abe toh kya karu? Mujhe bhi toh jeb me rokda mangta hai na!
Sameer-Abhi ho gayi shanti?! Poore pachas hazaar bharkar aaya hu thane me! Jo paise jodkar rakhe the ki is sadi hui basti se bahar nikalenge... teri is charas-ganje ke chakkar me sab kharab ho gaya!
Jameel-Toh tu nikal na idhar se! Kisne roka hai? Abe, tere dhandhe me maine gaandungli ki kya? Toh tu mere dhandhe me ker raha hai
Sameer-Dekh Jameel, abhi ye sab aur nahi chalega. Ya toh tu koi dhang ka, izzat ka kaam dhoondh, warna main sach me kahi aur shift ho jaunga. Main tere chakkar me jail nahi jana chahta.
Jameel-Abe, tu dimaag nahi chalata re Sameer! Itna mast dhandha hai... tu bhi aaja isme. Bohot rokda hai. Tu aur main milkar dimaag lagayenge na, toh apun itna paisa chapega ki tu soch bhi nahi sakta!
Sameer chupchaap use dekhta hai. Use samajh aa jata hai ki is maderchod ko samjhana matlab bhains ke aage been bajana hai. Wo thak kar apna sir jhatakta hai aur bahaar jaane ke liye darwaze ki taraf badhta hai.
Jameel-Abe sun toh sahi! Mast plan hai... bol kya bolta hai? Kider ko nikal raha hai bsdk? Bol na!
Sameer-Khana lene ja raha hu. Tere is kalesh ke chakkar me poore din se bhuka hu. Kal subah kaam par bhi jana hai.
Jameel-Haan, toh aate-aate ek quarter lekar aana... arey paava bhi chalega! Tere ko bhi chahiye hoga dimag thanda ho jayega, thak gaya hoga. Meri haddiyan dukh rahi hain yaar, ek peg maarunga toh sukoon ki neend aayegi.
Sameer rukta hai, Jameel ki is beshrmi ko dekhta hai, aur uske rone jise mohol me bhi hansi chhoot jaati hai.
Sameer: (Hanste hue) Tu sach me gandu hai re…
Jameel: (Bistar par girte hue, hanstey hue) Haan... aur tu chutiya
Sameer aur Jameel khana kha kar peene baith jaate hain. Sameer sirf use pyaar se samjhana chahta tha, isliye uske liye daaru lekar aaya tha aur khud bhi saath mein pee raha tha.
Sameer- Bhai, tu kabhi meri baat nahi maanta. Teri wajah se bahut problem hoti hai par tujhe chhodne ka dil bhi nahi karta... hihihi, bhai hai tu mera!
Jameel: Teri wajah se bhi apun ko problem hota hai, saala! Chupke se dhandha karna padta hai. Maal bhi kam bikta hai kyunki raat ko tu aa jata hai.
Sameer-Bhai, dekh... ye gaanje ka dhandha band kar de. Main tere liye kahin naukri dhoondh loonga. Aur phir tu thode din jaakar to dekh, uske baad tujhe achha nahi lagega to kuch aur sochenge.
Jameel-Haan, tu apni tarah mujhe bhi talve chaatne par lagaana chahta hai? Jaise tu un bhaadwon ke liye chaay-coffee banata hai! Mujhse nahi hoti ye naukri-waukri.
Sameer: Are bhai, to kya kharaabi hai usme? Achha khaana milega, time par chaay milegi, aur kabhi-kabhi to wo khud apne mann se paise bhi dete hain ki jaao enjoy karo.
Jameel: Wo bheek hai, maderchod!
Sameer: Tip... bolte hain sab use.
Jameel: Mere liye to bheek hi hai!
Subah Sameer jaldi uth gaya tha, par uska sir chakkar kha raha tha. kal Jameel ko manane ke chakkar mein thodi pee li thi.
Subah Sameer office ke liye nikal gaya. Piche Jameel neend ki behoshi mein chatai se halka door khisak gaya tha aur cement ke khurdure farsh par letkar neend mein hi ajeeb harkatein kar raha tha lund ko jameen per ragad raha tha Pata nahi wo neend mein kis apsara ko chodh raha tha , kyunki real life mein to usne aaj tak kisi ladki ko haath bhi nahi lagaya tha.
Jab Jameel ki aankh khulti hai, to wo sabse pehle ghar ka choolha jalata hai. Wo ek chillam nikalta hai aur use sookhe tambaku se bhar kar, upar ek inch gaanje ki layer lagata hai. Phir us par jalta hua angaara rakh kar, niche geele kapde se chillam ke andar ki hawa kheenchta hai. Angaara, hawa ke dabav se aur tez sulag uthta hai aur gaanje ko poori tarah jala deta hai. Wo gaadha dhuand sidha Jameel ke munh mein gubbare ki tarah bharta hai aur Jameel use apne fefras (lungs) mein utaar leta hai.
Subah ka wo pehla kash use ek alag hi nasha deta hai. Uska sir ghoomne lagta hai aur Jameel ek ke baad ek kash kheench kar apni aankhein laal kar leta hai.
Phir usne apna naya smartphone nikala aur apna haathi-daant jesa mota lund baher kiya, jise wo bachpan se hila-hila kar itna mota aur bada kar chuka tha ki ab uske haath mein bhi mushkil se aata tha.
Wo kareeb 10 inch lamba tha aur uski motai bhi bemisaal thi. Halanki, aamtaur par yeh mumkin nahi lagta, lekin usne is par bachpan se hi bahut mehnat ki thi—massage aur exercise ka wo poora dhyan rakhta tha.
Usne phone mein ek blue movie start ki, jo thodi purane zamane ki thi. Wo apne phone mein aisi bahut si movies bharwa kar laya tha. Usne video ko seedhe beech ke part par skip kiya, kyunki shuruati chuma-chaati aur kapde utarna use boring lagta tha. Ab wo apne lund ko hilate hue muthi lagane laga. Phone ka speaker kaafi tez tha—koi Chinese phone tha, isliye ladki ki aahhein saaf aur mast sunai de rahi thi. Kareeb 15 minute baad, Jameel ka paani jhada aur usne apni poori lungi bhigo di.
