Adultery Psycho jadugar

[A Silent devil]

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PSYCHO JADUGAR
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[SYSTEM ARCHIVE]

File Status:

ACTIVE

Archive Progress:

Record #001 → #003

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[ ARCHIVED RECORDS ]

◈ Record #001

File: "Project Eternis"

Status: [CLASSIFIED]

◈ Record #002

File: "The Last Night"

Status: [UNLOCKED]

◈ Record #003

File: "First Awakening"

Status: [CRITICAL]

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Latest Archived Record:

#003

"First Awakening"

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[A Silent devil]

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[ SYSTEM ]
PSYCHO JADUGAR
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Hello Readers!

Sabse pehle aap sab ka shukriya jo meri stories ko support karte rahe hain.

Yeh meri doosri thread hai, jo asal mein meri pehli thread
"[SYSTEM] An 18-Year-Old's Adult Life with Soldier Memories"
ka continuation hai. Lekin agar aapne pehla part nahi padha, to fikr ki koi baat nahi. Aap is thread se bhi story ko aaram se follow kar sakte hain.

Jo readers pehla part padh chuke hain, unhe kuch mysteries aur background pehle se pata hoga. Shayad unke liye kuch twists utne shocking na hon, lekin phir bhi is thread mein bohot saare naye raaz, naye characters aur unexpected developments milenge jo experience ko fresh rakhenge.

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Story Mein Kya Milega?

Is story mein aapko kai genres ka mixture milega:

- Fantasy

- Sci-Fi

- Supernatural Elements

- Psychological Themes

- Mystery

- Crime & Underworld

- Mind Games & Manipulation

- Betrayal

- Revenge

- Action

- Solo Fights

- Gang Wars

- Secret Experiments

- Memory Transfer

- System

- Hidden Organizations

- Dark Secrets

- Romance

- Relationships

- sexual fantasies

- Emotional Drama

- Character Growth

- Survival

- Suspense

- Plot Twists

Aur bhi bohot kuch jo dheere dheere story ke saath reveal hoga.

Kul mila kar meri koshish hai ke aapko ek aisi journey mile jahan har kuch chapters baad koi naya raaz, naya challenge ya naya shock aapka intezar kar raha ho.

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Writer's Note

Main abhi bhi ek naya writer hoon.

Mere paas scenes, worldbuilding aur story ideas ki kami nahi hai, lekin un ideas ko perfect tareeqe se words mein pesh karna abhi seekh raha hoon. Is wajah se kahin kahin dialogues, pacing ya descriptions mein chhoti moti ghaltiyan ho sakti hain.

Umeed hai aap unhe nazarandaz karenge aur mujhe improve karne ka mauqa denge.

Main poori koshish karunga ke har scene ko is tarah likhun ke aap use sirf padhein nahi, balki mehsoos bhi kar sakein.

Aur kyunki main abhi learning phase mein hoon, isliye kuch jagahon par AI ki madad bhi leta hoon taake story ko aur behtar bana sakun. Lekin plot, world, characters aur major ideas mere apne hain.

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Agar aap mystery, dark secrets, psychological twists, action, emotions aur unpredictable storylines pasand karte hain...

To umeed hai "[SYSTEM] Psycho Jadugar" aapko pasand aayegi.

Happy Reading! ​

 

[netsunil]

[SYSTEM] Psycho Jadugar

Hello Readers!

Sabse pehle aap sab ka shukriya jo meri stories ko support karte rahe hain.

Yeh meri doosri thread hai, jo asal mein meri pehli thread "[SYSTEM] An 18-Year-Old's Adult Life with Soldier Memories" ka continuation hai. Lekin agar aapne pehla part nahi padha, to fikr ki koi baat nahi. Aap is thread se bhi story ko aaram se follow kar sakte hain.

Jo readers pehla part padh chuke hain, unhe kuch mysteries aur background pehle se pata hoga. Shayad unke liye kuch twists utne shocking na hon, lekin phir bhi is thread mein bohot saare naye raaz, naye characters aur unexpected developments milenge jo experience ko fresh rakhenge.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

Story Mein Kya Milega?

Is story mein aapko kai genres ka mixture milega:

- Fantasy

- Sci-Fi

- Supernatural Elements

- Psychological Themes

- Mystery

- Crime & Underworld

- Mind Games & Manipulation

- Betrayal

- Revenge

- Action

- Solo Fights

- Gang Wars

- Secret Experiments

- Memory Transfer

- System

- Hidden Organizations

- Dark Secrets

- Romance

- Relationships

- sexual fantasies

- Emotional Drama

- Character Growth

- Survival

- Suspense

- Plot Twists

Aur bhi bohot kuch jo dheere dheere story ke saath reveal hoga.

Kul mila kar meri koshish hai ke aapko ek aisi journey mile jahan har kuch chapters baad koi naya raaz, naya challenge ya naya shock aapka intezar kar raha ho.

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Writer's Note

Main abhi bhi ek naya writer hoon.

Mere paas scenes, worldbuilding aur story ideas ki kami nahi hai, lekin un ideas ko perfect tareeqe se words mein pesh karna abhi seekh raha hoon. Is wajah se kahin kahin dialogues, pacing ya descriptions mein chhoti moti ghaltiyan ho sakti hain.

Umeed hai aap unhe nazarandaz karenge aur mujhe improve karne ka mauqa denge.

Main poori koshish karunga ke har scene ko is tarah likhun ke aap use sirf padhein nahi, balki mehsoos bhi kar sakein.

Aur kyunki main abhi learning phase mein hoon, isliye kuch jagahon par AI ki madad bhi leta hoon taake story ko aur behtar bana sakun. Lekin plot, world, characters aur major ideas mere apne hain.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

Agar aap mystery, dark secrets, psychological twists, action, emotions aur unpredictable storylines pasand karte hain...

To umeed hai "[SYSTEM] Psycho Jadugar" aapko pasand aayegi.

Happy Reading! ​

nice start

 

[A Silent devil]

Record #001...

File Name:
"Project Eternis"

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Duniya ke liye...

Maut ek anjaam thi.

Ek aisi haqeeqat jise har insaan ko kabhi na kabhi qabool karna hi padta tha.

Lekin...

The Ascension Foundation ke nazdeek maut sirf ek biological limitation thi.

Aur limitations...

Todi ja sakti hain.

Isi soch ne pandrah saal pehle ek aise khufiya project ko janam diya jiska wajood duniya ki kisi government, media ya public records mein maujood nahi tha.

Project Eternis.

Ek aisa project jiska sirf ek hi maqsad tha...

Insani yaadon, tajurbon aur cognitive identity ko biological death ke baad bhi mehfooz rakhna... aur phir unhe ek nayi body mein dobara zinda kar dena.

Agar yeh project kamyab ho jata...

To maut sirf jism ka khatma hoti.

Insaan ka nahi.

Lekin science aur khwahish ke darmiyan hamesha ek gehri khai hoti hai.

Project Eternis ke har subject ka anjaam lagbhag ek jaisa tha.

Kisi ka brain transfer ke chand minute baad collapse kar gaya.

Kisi ki tamam yaadein hamesha ke liye mit gayin.

Aur kuch...

Operation table se kabhi uth hi na sake.

Official reports mein un experiments ka koi zikr nahi tha.

Saari files...

Encrypted.

Saare records...

Classified.

Aur saari ghaltiyan...

Zameen ke kai manzilon neeche dafan kar di gayin.

Lekin Foundation ne haar nahi maani.

Unke liye har failure sirf agle experiment ki taiyari tha.

Aur phir...

Unhe mila...

Subject A-17.

Ek aisa subject jis par Project Eternis ki pandrah saal ki research tikki hui thi.

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The Ascension Foundation

Underground Research Complex

Neuro-Cognitive Recovery Unit

Security Clearance : OMEGA

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Raat ke 11 bajne mein abhi kuch minute baqi the.

Facility ke andar hamesha ki tarah gehri khamoshi chhayi hui thi.

Khamoshi ko sirf medical monitors ki musalsal...

Beep...

Beep...

Beep...

tod rahi thi.

Recovery Room-07 ke beechon beech ek advanced medical bed par atharah saal ka ek mota sa naujawan be-harkat pada tha.

Uska sar poori tarah shave kiya ja chuka tha.

Dozens of neural electrodes uski khopdi par lage hue the.

Patli taaren un electrodes se nikal kar EEG monitors tak ja rahi thi.

Seene par ECG electrodes lage the.

Baazu mein IV line lagi hui thi jisse transparent medicine dheere dheere uski ragon mein utar rahi thi.

Har heartbeat...

Har saans...

Har neural impulse...

Aur har microscopic brain activity lagataar record ki ja rahi thi.

Bed ke bilkul saamne ek transparent reinforced observation wall thi.

Uske doosri taraf observation room mein kai monitors ek saath chal rahe the.

Unhi screens par likha hua tha...

«Subject ID : A-17
Name : Ayan
Age : 18 Years
Blood Group : B+
Procedure : Cognitive Engram Transfer
Current Status : Unconscious
Recovery Phase : Active»


Observation room mein chaar log apne apne stations par maujood the.

Dr. Ahsan Mirza

Junior Consultant Neurologist

Sirf ikattis saal ki umr mein hi woh Foundation ke sabse promising neurologists mein shumar kiya jata tha.

Research uska junoon thi.

Kabhi kabhi itna zyada ke woh patient se pehle data ko dekh leta tha.

Aaj bhi uski nazar EEG graph se ek pal ke liye nahi hati thi.

Uske bilkul paas...

Dr. Mehak Ali

Neurophysiology Specialist

Mehak ki shaksiyat Ahsan se bilkul mukhtalif thi.

Woh kam bolti thi.

Har reading ko do baar verify karti.

Uska ek hi usool tha.

"Pehle confirmation... phir conclusion."

Observation room ke doosre kone mein...

Usman Baig

Neural Systems Technician

Darjanon screens ke beech baitha hua har sensor aur har machine par nazar rakhe hue tha.

Uske liye ek chhoti si abnormal reading bhi nazarandaz karna mumkin nahi tha.

Isi dauran Recovery Room ka automatic darwaza dheere se khula.

White uniform pehne ek nurse andar dakhil hui.

Uske haath mein digital tablet aur medicines ki chhoti tray thi.

Uske name tag par likha tha...

Sana Malik

Senior Neuro ICU Nurse

Foundation ke aksar log subjects ko experiment samajhte the.

Lekin Sana unhe patients hi samajhti thi.

Roz ki tarah woh seedha bed ke paas aayi.

Sabse pehle usne Ayan ka kambal theek kiya.

Phir halki si muskurahat ke saath boli,

"Hello, Ayan. Aaj phir tumhara routine check-up karna hai.
Dekhte hain aaj tumhari condition kaisi hai."

Usse pata tha jawab nahi milega.

Phir bhi woh har baar yehi kehti thi.

Usne IV line check ki.

Blood pressure note kiya.

Temperature scan kiya.

Pupillary response verify kiya.

Har value tablet mein save karti gayi.

Observation room mein baithe Ahsan ne screen se nazar hataye baghair kaha,

"Vitals perfectly stable..."

Usman ne jawab diya,

"Last forty-eight hours se koi fluctuation nahi."

Mehak ne reports band karte hue kaha,

"Expected hi hai."

Ahsan ne gehri saans li.

"Dr. Neelam hotin to aaj ki reports khud review kartin."

Project Eternis ki asal architect...

Dr. Neelam Rahman.

Lead Neurologist.

Chief Architect of Project Eternis.

Pichhle teen mahino se lagataar bina ek din ki chhutti liye kaam karne ke baad aaj pehli baar woh ghar gayi thi.

Facility mein sab jaante the...

Temporary supervision chahe Ahsan ke paas ho.

Lekin Project Eternis ka asli faisla aaj bhi sirf ek hi shakhs karta tha.

Dr. Neelam Rahman.

Tabhi...

Usman ki screen par EEG graph ki ek patli si line achanak upar uthi.

Uski ungli keyboard par ruk gayi.

"...Dr. Ahsan?"

Ahsan ne bina dekhe jawab diya,

"Machine recalibrate karo."

"Already calibrated hai."

Ahsan ne foran monitor ki taraf dekha.

Ek aur neural spike.

Is baar pehle se zyada saaf.

Mehak apni kursi se uth kar screen ke paas aa gayi.

"Electrical interference?"

Usman ne sar hila diya.

"Negative."

"Signal artifact?"

"Negative."

Room mein chand lamhon ke liye gehra sannata chha gaya.

Ussi waqt Sana ne Ayan ke haath par nazar daali.

Uski ungli...

Bahut halki si hilli.

Itni halki...

Ke agar uski nazar us waqt wahan na hoti to shayad koi dekh hi na pata.

Sana foran bed ke qareeb jhuk gayi.

"Ayan...?"

Monitor par brain activity dobara ubhri.

Ahsan ne bina ek pal gawaaye emergency line uthai.

"Control Room..."

"Dr. Neelam Rahman ko foran contact kijiye."

Reception se jawab aaya,

"Sir... Doctor Neelam leave par hain."

Ahsan ki nazar ab bhi monitor par jami hui thi.

Usne sakht lehje mein sirf itna kaha...

"Unse kahiye..."

"...Subject A-17 hosh mein aane wala hai.”

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[A Silent devil]

Record #002...

File Name:
"The Last Night"

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Raat ke 11 baj chuke the.

Poora ghar khamoshi ki chadar odhe so raha tha. Sirf upar wale bedroom ki jalti hui batti is baat ka saboot thi ke ghar ka ek hissa abhi bhi bedar tha.

Darwaze ke neeche se nikalti peeli roshni corridor ke andhere ko cheer rahi thi.

Kabhi bistar ki halki si aahat sunai deti, kabhi dabi hui hansi, aur kabhi koi siskari jo sannate mein aur bhi saaf mehsoos hoti.

Baqi ghar andhere aur sukoon mein dooba hua tha, jabke us kamre ke andar Ek nanga mard ek nangi aurat par leta huwa ek hath se us ke mammo ko badate huwe apna 6" ka lund condom samet us ki chut main pel raha tha.

Aurat bhi neeche se us k har dakhkhe ka jawab apni gand utha kar de rahi thi.

“Neelam 3 mahino k baad teri chut mili hai maza hi aa gaya”mard ne dakke marte huwe kaha.

Neelam: “main bhi 3 mahino se tujhe aur tere lund ko kafi miss kar rahi thi amjad.“
(apne nipples ko unglio se pakad kar amjad ko dekhate huwe)
“Yeh dekho kitni hard huwi padi hai itne mahino se kisi ne ise mouh main le ke nahi chusa.”

Amjad ne dhakke lagate huwe us k nipple ko mouh main bar liya aur thodi der chusne k baad mouh se bahir nikalte huwe “ itna miss kar rahi thi toh milne aa jati tujhe aur teri chut dono ko tanda kar deta.”
Aur phir se nipple ko mouh main le leya.

Neelam ek haath se amjad k sir ko apne mammo main dabate huwe dusre se apne ek maame ko pakad kar us k mouh main toonsne lagti hai.

Neelam: aahhh aur tez karo aur tez poora bahir nikal kar jadke se andar dalo.

Amjad apna lund chut ki gehraiyon se nikal kar chut k mouh tak lata hai aur dobara tez jatke se andar dal leta hai.

Neelam:ahhh oohhhh haa aese hi aese hi mujhe oper aane do.

Yeh kehte huwe neelam amjad ko side main leta kar khud us k opar aa jati hai aur amjad ka condom pehna huwa lund joh poora neelum ki chut k paani se geela ho kar nikal gaya tha use dobara apne chut k mouh par set kar k ek jatke main chut ki gehraiyon main daal leti hai.

Neelam: ahh bada maza aa raha hai. chut ko poora sukoon mil gaya tere lund se.
Aur phir se lund par koodne lagti hai.

Amjad neeche se hath utha kar neelam k lund par koodne se hilte huwe mammo ko hath main pakad kar masalne lagta hai.

Neelam: ahh ohhh tum bhi neeche se zor lagaw aahh ahhh hhhiiiii ohhhh siii tez aur tezzzz..

Amjad mammo ko masalte huwe neeche se gand utha utha kar chut main dakke lagane lagta hai.

Neelam: aahhh mera nikalne wala hai aur tezzz…

Amjad(dakke tez karte huwe): thoda rokho mera bhi hone wala hai.

Neelam ne apni chut main dakke mehsoos karte huwe sar halka sa peeche jhuka liya aur aankhen zor se band kar li.

Uski saansein be-tarteeb ho gayi thin aur uski ungliyan Amjad ke kandhon ko mazbooti se pakde hue thin.

Kuch lamhon ke liye uska jism tan gaya,Uske chehre par jazbaat tezi se badalte nazar aa rahe the, aur uski chut ne apna mouh amjad k condom pehne lund par band aur kholte huwe apna garam pani lund par baha diya.

Phir gehri saans chhodte huwe dheere dheere uske kandhon ka tanaav kam hone laga.

Amjad neelam ki chut ko apne lund par aese band aur kholte huwe mehsoos kar k woh bhi aur tik na saka aur gehri saans lete huwe aankhen band kar leen. Uske kandhe tan gaye aur phir us k lund ne condom main hi pichkariya chodni shuru kar di.

Phir Dheere dheere uske kandon ka tanaav kam hone laga aur neeche uska lund sikud kar chut se nikal gaya.

Dono kuch lamhon tak sirf apni saanson ki aahat sunte rahe.

Neelam ne baal chehre se hataaye aur halki si muskurahat ke saath Amjad ki taraf dekha.

Aur phir us ke lund se condom nikal kar dustbin main phink diya. aur usko tissue paper tama kar lund saaf karne ka ishara kiya.

Amjad ne bhi tissue se apna lund saaf kiya.

Kamre mein kuch der tak koi baat na hui, sirf tez saanson ki awaaz aur dilon ki dhadkanon ka ehsaas baqi tha.


Kamre mein kuch der pehle ki garma-garmi ke asar ab bhi maujood the. Dono ki saanse ab dheere dheere normal ho rahi thi.

Amjad bed ke sirhane se tek laga kar baitha tha jabke Neelam ne side table par rakha paani ka glass utha kar ek ghont bhara.

Kuch lamhon tak kamre mein khamoshi rahi.
Phir Amjad ne uski taraf dekh kar halka sa muskurane ki koshish ki.

"Teen mahino baad mili ho..."

Neelum ne uski taraf dekha.

Amjad ne sar hilaaya.
"Sach bolun? Abhi bhi yaqeen nahi aa raha tum saamne baithi ho."

Neelum ne halki si saans chhodi.
"Phir shuru mat ho jana."

"Main shuru nahi ho raha." Amjad ki awaaz mein narazgi aa gayi. "Bas keh raha hoon teen mahine ho gaye. Is se pehle do mahine aur. Yeh koi relationship hai?"

Neelum ne glass wapas rakh diya.
"Kitni dafa kaha hai, mera kaam aisa hai."

"Mera bhi kaam hai."

"Main ne kabhi tumhe roka?"

"Roka nahi. Lekin tumhare liye adjust kiya hai."

Amjad bed se uth kar khada ho gaya.

"Aaj ka kaam bhi kal tak taal diya. Sirf isliye ke tum ne kaha tha milna hai."

Neelam bhi ab uski taraf dekh rahi thi.
"Tumhe lagta hai main maze kar rahi hoti hoon?"

"Mujhe lagta hai tumhare paas har cheez ke liye waqt hai siwaye mere."

"Bakwas."

"Bakwas nahi hai."

Kamre ka mahaul dheere dheere garam hone laga.

Amjad ne dono haath kamar par rakhe.

"Ek relationship mein insaan ko doosre ki zarurat hoti hai."

"Mujhe pata hai."

"Nahi. Tumhe pata hota toh teen teen mahine gayab na rehti."

Neelum ki aankhon mein gussa chamka.

"Main apni saari zindagi ki mehnat sirf isliye nahi chhod sakti ke tum akela mehsoos kar rahe ho."

"Yeh baat nahi hai."

"Toh phir kya baat hai?"

"Har baar kaam. Har baar emergency."

"Kyun ke emergency hoti hai!"

"Aur main?"

Neelum kuch lamhe chup rahi.

Amjad ki awaaz dheemi ho gayi.
"Kabhi kabhi lagta hai tumhari priority list mein mera number hi nahi."

Yeh jumla sun kar Neelum ke chehre par ek pal ke liye narmi aayi.
Lekin ussi waqt uska phone baj utha.

Dono ki nazar screen par gayi.
Neelum ka chehra foran sanjeeda ho gaya.
"Is waqt?"

Usne call receive ki.
"Hello?"

Doosri taraf se kisi ne jaldi jaldi kuch kaha.

Neelam ka rang badal gaya.
"Ruko... kya?"

Woh seedhi khadi ho gayi.
"Tum serious ho?"

Doosri taraf se jawab aaya.

Neelam ki aankhon mein ek dam se hairani aur khushi ubhar aayi.
"Main abhi nikal rahi hoon."

Call khatam ho gayi.

Amjad ne uske chehre ki taraf dekha.
"Kya hua?"

Neelam ne jawab nahi diya.
Woh pehle hi almari ki taraf nangi hi badh chuki thi.

Phone ab bhi uske haath mein tha. Halke pasine se nam uska gora nanga badan roshni ki kirnon mein aur bhi zyada purkashish lag raha tha.

"Kya hua hai?" Amjad ne phir poocha.

Neelam ne jaldi se kaha,
"Mujhe jana hoga."

"Kahan?"

"Kaam hai."

Amjad ne bhonhein sikodi.
"Abhi?"

"Haan, abhi."
Uski awaaz mein ajeeb si bechaini thi.

Woh jaldi jaldi apne gore aur hasin jism ko kapdon mein chhupane lagi, Files, tablet aur handbag ikattha karne lagi, jabke uski khubsurti aur nazakat har lamhe, har harkat mein jhalak rahi thi.

Amjad use dekhta raha.
"Ek minute pehle sab theek tha."

Neelam ne koi jawab nahi diya.

"Emergency hai?"

"Kuch aisa hi samajh lo."

Amjad bed se utar kar khada ho gaya.
"Phir se emergency?"

Neelam ne seedha jawab dene ke bajaye bas kaha,
"Mujhe der ho rahi hai."

Amjad ne uska chehra dekha.
Woh use kaafi saalon se jaanta tha.
Usne Neelum ko thaka hua dekha tha.
Pareshan dekha tha.
Gusse mein dekha tha.
Lekin itni excited aur jaldbaz shayad bohot arse baad dekha tha.

Aisa lag raha tha jaise usse koi aisi khabar mili ho jiska woh saalon se intezar kar rahi thi.

"Jo bhi hai..."
Amjad dheere se bola.
"...lagta hai bohot important hai."

Neelam kapde theek karte huwe ruk gayi.
Sirf ek pal ke liye.

"Haan."
Bas itna hi kaha.
Phir dobara apna saman jama karne lagi.

Amjad ne halki si hansi nikali.
Is baar us hansi mein mazaak kam aur thakan zyada thi.
"Kamal hai."

Neelam ne uski taraf dekha.
"Kya?"

"Kuch nahi."

"Bolo."

Amjad ne sar hila diya.
"Nahi."

"Amjad."

Woh chand lamhe khamosh raha.
Phir dheere se bola,
"Kabhi kabhi lagta hai tumhari zindagi mein kuch cheezein hain jin ke saamne main exist hi nahi karta."

Kamre mein chand second ki khamoshi chha gayi.

Neelam ke chehre par halka sa tanaav ubhar aaya.
Par phir us ne gehri saans li.
"Agar tumse yeh sab handle nahi hota..."
Woh ruk gayi.
"...toh shayad humein alag ho jana chahiye."

Kamre mein khamoshi chha gayi.
Amjad ne uski taraf dekha.
Jaise ek pal ke liye usse umeed ho ke Neelum mazaak kar rahi ho.
Lekin woh bilkul sanjeeda thi.

Usne nazar jhuka li.
"Theek hai."
Bas itna hi kaha.

Neelam ne kuch aur kehna chaha.
Lekin phir phone par nayi notification aa gayi.

Usne waqt dekha.
Aur darwaze ki taraf chal di.
Darwaza khula.
Phir band ho gaya.

Kamre mein sirf khamoshi reh gayi.

Amjad bed ke kinare baith gaya.
Aur kaafi der tak band darwaze ko dekhta raha.

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[A Silent devil]

Record #003...

File Name:

"First Awakening"

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Recovery Room-07 ke bahar poori facility ka mahaul badal chuka tha.

Jo corridor kuch der pehle bilkul khamosh tha...

Ab wahan tez qadamon ki aahat gunj rahi thi.

Doctors...

Nurses...

Aur technicians ek ke baad ek Neuro-Cognitive Unit ki taraf badh rahe the.

Observation room ke andar monitors ki roshni har chehre par alag rang bikher rahi thi.

Usman ne screen se nazar hataye baghair kaha,

"EEG activity ab bhi gradually increase ho rahi hai."

Dr. Mehak ne foran graphs compare kiye.

"Heart rhythm stable..."

"Cerebral perfusion bhi normal..."

Dr. Ahsan ne dono reports dekhi.

"...Impossible..."

"...Ye expected timeline se bahut pehle hai.”

Usi waqt observation room ka darwaza khula.

Do junior technicians jaldi jaldi andar aaye.

Ek ne muskura kar poocha,

"Kal night shift kiski thi?"

Dusre ne haath utha diya.

"Meri... kyun?"

Pehla technician hans pada.

"Bas yeh dekhna tha ke monitor dekh rahe the ya phir ICU ki nayi nurse."

Dusre ne aankhen ghumate hue kaha,

"Bakwas band kar."

Teesra technician bhi beech mein bol pada.

"Main gawah hoon... isne monitor se zyada nurse ki taraf dekha tha."

"Jhoot bol raha hai."

"Video bhi hai mere paas.Agar zyada hero bane na... seedha tumhari fiancée ko bhej dunga."

"Delete kar warna bura hoga."

Teesre ne kandhe uchka diye.

"Ek plate biryani khila do... phir sochunga."

Usman ne screen se nazar uthaye baghair kaha,

"Tum logon ki bargaining kabhi khatam nahi hoti?"

Ek technician muskuraya.

"Sir, science apni jagah... biryani apni jagah. research se Nobel Prize mil sakta hai... lekin raat ke is waqt agar bhook lage to Nobel nahi, biryani kaam aati hai.”

Sab dobara hans pade.

Lekin agle hi lamhe Usman ki muskurahat gaayab ho gayi.

"...Sir."

Uski awaaz pehle se kaafi sanjeeda thi.

"Neural response phir increase kar raha hai."

Room ki hansi foran khatam ho gayi.
Sab ki nazrein monitors par jam gayin.


Bed par pada Ayan bilkul be-harkat tha.

Phir...

Uski ungli ek baar phir hilli.

Is baar pehle se zyada saaf.

Sana foran bed ke paas jhuk gayi.

"Ayan... meri awaaz sun pa rahe ho?"

Ayan ki palkon mein halki si harkat hui.

Uski palken ek do baar phadphadain.

Jaise roshni uski aankhon ko chubh rahi ho.

Phir usne dheere dheere aankhen khol di.

Tez safed roshni seedha uski aankhon mein padi.

Usne foran aankhen dobara band kar li.

Saans achanak tez ho gayi.

Sana ne narmi se kaha,

"Koi baat nahi... aaram se. Jaldi mat karo."

Ayan ne dobara aankhen kholin.

Uski nazar idhar udhar bhatakne lagi.

Safed chhat...

Ajnabi chehre...

Machines...

Beeps...

Uske chehre par uljhan saaf nazar aa rahi thi.

"Ayan..."

"Kya tum meri awaaz sun sakte ho?"

Ayan ki aankhen uski taraf uthin.

Lekin unmein pehchaan ka koi nishan nahi tha.

Jaise woh samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho ke woh hai kahan.

Ahsan ne torch se uski pupils check ki.

"Apna naam bata sakte ho?"

Kuch lamhe guzre.

Ayan ke honton ne halki si harkat ki.

Lekin koi alfaaz bahar na aa sake.

Achanak Monitors par heart rate upar chadhne laga.

110...

124...

138...

"Sir!"

Usman ki awaaz gunji.

"Brain activity rapidly spiking!”

Dr. Mehak ne monitor dekha.

"Stress response dangerously high."

Ayan ne dono haath sir ki taraf le jane ki koshish ki.

Uske honton se dabi hui karah nikli.

"Ahh..."

Sana ne uska haath narmi se pakad liya.

"Ayan... meri taraf dekho."

"Sab theek hai."

"Tum safe ho."

Lekin Ayan ki saansein aur tez hoti chali gayin.

Uska chehra dard se sikud gaya.

dono aankhen zor se band kar leen.

Jaise uske dimagh par kisi ne ek saath hazaron awaazon ka bojh daal diya ho.

Ahsan ne bina dair kiye kaha,
"Sana... two milligrams. IV.”

"Ji, Doctor."
Sana ne injection tayyar kiya.

Ek pal baad dawa IV line mein daakhil ho chuki thi.

Ayan ki saanse dheere dheere normal hone lagen.

Heart rate neeche aane laga.

Aankhen aadhi band ho gayin.

Aur kuch hi lamhon baad...

Woh dobara be-hosh ho chuka tha.

Room mein gehra sannata chha gaya.

Kisi ne kuch nahi kaha.

Sirf monitors ki musalsal...

Beep...

Beep...

Beep...

sunai de rahi thi.

Isi dauran corridor mein tez qadmon ki aahat gunji.

Automatic door khula.

White lab coat pehne ek aurat andar dakhil hui.

Safar ki thakan uske chehre par thi.

Lekin aankhon mein sirf ek sawal.

"Status report?"

Dr. Ahsan foran seedha khada ho gaya.

"Ma'am... Subject A-17 ko temporary consciousness mili thi."

"Duration?"

"Approximately one minute and forty-three seconds."

"Kisi ko pehchana?"

"Nahi, Ma'am."

"Kuch bola?"

"Bolne ki koshish ki... lekin alfaaz nahi nikal sake.”

Dr. Neelam ne observation glass ke us paar be-hosh pade Ayan ko lambe waqt tak dekha.

Pandrah saal ki research...

Be-shumar failures...

Aur anek qurbaniyan...

Sab ki umeed is ek bed par leti hui thi.

Usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha,

"Pandrah saal..."

Woh kuch lamhe Ayan ko dekhti rahi.

"Aaj pata chalega..."

"...Project Eternis ne maut ko haraaya hai..."

"...ya maut ne humein.”

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[A Silent devil]

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Agla din.

Mehrabad se taqreeban teen so kilometer door...

Noorabad.

Us waqt...

Mehrabad ke zameen ke kai manzilon neeche...

The Ascension Foundation ke scientists Project Eternis ke pehle temporary awakening se milne wale data ka har second, har reading aur har neural response dobara dobara analyze kar rahe the.

Pandrah saal ki research...

Be-shumar failures...

Aur anek qurbaniyon ke baad...

Project Eternis pehli baar us maqam tak pahunch chuka tha jahan "success" aur "failure" ke darmiyan sirf ek saans ka faasla reh gaya tha.

Lekin...

Zameen ke upar chalti duniya ko is sab ka zara bhi ehsaas nahi tha.

Log waise hi apni naukriyon par ja rahe the.

Bazaar waise hi aabaad the.

Traffic waise hi sadkon par beh raha tha.

Aur zindagi...

Apni raftaar se aage badh rahi thi.

Kisi ko kya pata...

Ke isi mulk ke ek doosre shehr mein...

Taqdeer khamoshi se ek aur zindagi ka rukh badalne ki taiyari kar rahi thi.

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Noorabad.

Pakistan ka woh shehr...

Jahan paisa sirf daulat nahi...

Taaqat tha.

Din ke waqt sheeshe se bani buland imaratein dhoop ki roshni ko is tarah apne andar samet leti thin ke poora shehr chamakta hua mehsoos hota.

Aur raat hote hi...

Lakhon roshniyan Noorabad ko ek aisa manzar bana deti thin ke aasman ke sitare bhi pheeke lagte.

Isi shehr mein mulk ki sab se badi companies ke head offices the.

Corporate empires...

Luxury districts...

Aur aise log...

Jo ek meeting mein itna paisa kama lete the jitna kisi aam insaan ko poori zindagi mein naseeb na ho.

Lekin...

Isi Noorabad ki bheed mein...

Hazaron aise ghar bhi the...

Jahan log har subah sirf is umeed ke saath uthte the ke aaj ka din kal se behtar hoga.

Aur unhi mein se ek tha...

Faris Nadeem.

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Shaam ke paanch bajne mein kuch hi minute baqi the.

Shehr ke ek purane public park mein...

Ek bench par do behen-bhai baithe the.

Faris Nadeem.

Aur...

Maham Nadeem.

Faris ke haath mein do paper cups the.

Ek chai...

Aur ek coffee.

Woh muskurata hua bench ke paas aaya aur coffee Maham ki taraf badha di.

"Madam Doctor..."

"Aap ka order."

Maham ne cup pakda.

Ek nazar uske andar dekha...

Phir seedha Faris ki taraf dekha.

"Bas coffee?"

Faris ne masoomiyat se poocha.

"Haan... aur?"

"Cookie?"

Faris ne gehri saans bhari.

"Budget khatam."

Maham foran hans padi.

"Jhoot."

"Aaj hi salary aayi hai."

Faris ne chai ka ghont bhara.

"Salary aayi hai..."

"EMI bhi."

Is baar dono zor se hans pade.

Maham hansi ke beech uski shirt ka collar theek karne lagi.

"Office mein bhi aise hi chale gaye the?"

"Kya hua?"

"Ye collar dekho."

"Lag raha hai kisi se kushti lad kar aaye ho."

Faris ne neeche dekh kar muskuraya.

"Mere boss se roz kushti hi hoti hai."

"Tum samajh nahi sakti."

"Poor boss..."

Maham ne nakli afsos se kaha.

"upar wala unhe sabr de."

"Pagal."

Faris ne uske sar par halka sa thappad mara.

Park ke paas khelte bachche zor zor se hans rahe the.

Kisi taraf se bhutte ki khushboo aa rahi thi.

Door fountain ke paas kuch buzurg shatranj khel rahe the.

Sab kuch...

Bilkul aam tha.

Bilkul sukoon bhara.

Maham ne coffee ka sip liya aur foran munh bana liya.

"Cheeni kam hai."

Faris ne cup uske haath se lekar ek sip liya.

"Bilkul theek hai."

"Aap ki zubaan kharab ho chuki hai."

"Nahi."

"Tumhe meetha zyada pasand hai."

"Bilkul."

"Zindagi pehle hi itni kadwi hai."

"Coffee to meethi honi chahiye."

Faris bas muskura diya.

"Kya dekh rahe ho?"

"Tumhe."

"Kyun?"

"Bas soch raha hoon..."

"Bachpan mein jo ladki poore ghar mein shararat karti phirti thi..."

"Woh kab doctor banne wali ho gayi."

Maham ne fakhr se gardan seedhi ki.

"Talent."

"Nahi."

"Budhapa."

"Badtameez."

Dono phir hans diye.

Thodi der baad Maham ka chehra shararti ho gaya.

"Bhai..."

"Hmm?"

"Ek baat poochun?"

"Poocho."

"Sach sach jawab dena."

"Koshish karunga."

"University mein..."

"Koi girlfriend thi?"

Faris chai peete peete zor se khans gaya.

"Kya?"

"Jawab."

"Nahi."

"Office mein?"

"Nahi."

"Secret wali?"

"Nahi."

"Pakka?"

"Maham..."

"Bas bhi karo."

Maham uska chehra dekh kar hansne lagi.

"Yaqeen hi nahi aata."

"Itne seedhe bhi koi hote hain?"

Faris ne kandhe uchka diye.

"Mujhe apni zindagi sambhalne se fursat mile tab na."

Ye sunte hi Maham ki muskurahat dheere dheere feeki pad gayi.

"Apni zindagi..."

"...Ya meri?"

Faris chup ho gaya.

Hawa ka halka jhonka dono ke darmiyan se guzra.

Maham ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.

"Ammi aur Abu ke baad..."

"Aap ne kabhi apne liye kuch socha hi nahi."

"Mujhe school bheja."

"College bheja."

"Medical university tak pahuncha diya."

"Khud har jagah compromise kiya."

"Lekin mujhe kabhi ehsaas nahi hone diya."

"Bhai..."

"Kabhi kabhi lagta hai..."

"...Meri wajah se aap ne apni poori zindagi rok di."

Faris ne uska haath apne dono haathon mein le liya.

"Meri taraf dekho."

Maham ne dheere se nazar uthai.

"Family ke liye jo kiya jaye..."

"Woh qurbani nahi hoti."

"Aur tum meri zimmedari nahi..."

"Meri khushi ho."

Ye sunte hi Maham ki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye.

Usne foran nazrein chhupa kar muskurane ki koshish ki.

"Ab rona band."

"Nahi to log samjhenge main tumhe daant raha hoon."

Maham halki si hans di.

Faris ne mahaul badalne ke liye kaha,

"Waise ek mission aur chal raha hai."

"Kya?"

"Tumhari shaadi fund."

Maham ne foran munh bana liya.

"Mujhe nahi karni shaadi."

"Achha?"

"Haan."

"Main aap ko chhod kar kahin nahi jaungi."

Faris hans pada.

"Ye faisla tumhara nahi hota."

"Kyun?"

"Kyun ke har beti ek din apna ghar basati hai."

Maham ne foran jawab diya.

"Theek hai."

"Jis se shaadi hogi..."

"Usse bol denge hamare ghar shift ho jaye."

Faris itna hansa ke uski chai lagbhag gir gayi.

"Tum sach mein ajeeb ho."

Maham uski taraf dekh kar dheere se boli.

"Sach kahun?"

"Mujhe jis se bhi shaadi karni hogi..."

"...Us bechare ko pehle aapse competition jeetna padega."

Faris ki muskurahat dheemi pad gayi.

Usne pyar se uske baal kaan ke peeche kiye.

"Umeed karte hai..."

"Tumhe koi aisa insaan mile..."

"Jo tumhari hansi ki qadar kare."

Kuch lamhon ke liye dono khamosh ho gaye.

Phir achanak Maham ki nazar road ke us paar padi.

Ek chhoti si ice cream shop.

Uski aankhen chamak uthin.

"Bhai..."

"Haan?"

"Ice cream."

"Abhi coffee pi hai."

"Coffee dimagh garam karti hai."

"Ice cream thanda."

"Aur zubaan bhi meethi."

"Scientific logic hai."

Faris hans pada.

"Theek hai Madam Doctor."

"Aaj ke baad mujhe medicine mat padhana."

Dono bench se uth kar road ki taraf chal diye.

Signal badalne hi wala tha.

Kuch log pehle hi road cross kar rahe the.

Faris ne idhar udhar dekha.

"Chalo."

Dono ne ek saath qadam badhaya.

Do qadam...

Teen qadam...

Tabhi...

PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!

Ek itna tez horn goonja ke poora mahaul laraz utha.

Faris ka dil ek pal ke liye ruk sa gaya.

Usne foran sar ghuma kar peeche dekha...

Aur uske chehre ka rang udd gaya.

Road ke doosre siray se...

Ek bhaari container truck...

Be-kabu raftaar ke saath seedha unki taraf badha chala aa raha tha.

Aur us lamhe...

Waqt jaise dheema pad gaya.

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