Adultery Psycho jadugar

[A Silent devil]

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PSYCHO JADUGAR
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[SYSTEM ARCHIVE]

File Status:

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Archive Progress:

Record #001 → #009

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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]


◈ Record #004

File: "The Last Ordinary Evening "


Status: [UNLOCKED]


◈ Record #005

File: "The Day Everything Changed"


Status: [CRITICAL]


◈ Record #006

File: "A Desperate Fight"

Status: [CRITICAL]

◈ Record #007

File: "The Inner Nexus"

Status: [RESTRICTED]

◈ Record #008

File: "The First Directive"

Status: [CLASSIFIED]
◈ Record #009

File: "The First Mission"

Status: [MISSION INITIATED]


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Latest Archived Record:

#009

"The First Mission"

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[A Silent devil]

RECORD #011

File Name: "The Devil's Arithmetic"

Boss ki Glock ab bhi Victor ke maathe par lagi hui thi.

"Mere ghar mein kharay ho kar meri zameen par nazar rakhne ki himmat ki hai na, Satan..."

Uski ungli trigger par thi.

"...ab dekh, is ghar ka malik bin bulaye mehmaanon ke saath kya karta hai."

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Victor ne gun ki naali dekhi.

Phir Boss ko.

Uske chehre par ab bhi wahi beparwahi thi.

Boss ne kadwi hansi hansi.

"Maut ke saamne bhi itna akadta hai?"

Victor ne kandhe halka sa uchkaye.

"Toh maar do."

Boss ki aankhen aur sakht ho gayin.

Victor ki nazar uske peeche khare aadmiyon par gayi.

"Tum log jaante ho yeh deal tumhe kya de sakti hai."

Boss ne foran tok diya.

"Mere aadmiyon ko beech mein mat la."

Victor ne baat jaari rakhi.

"Paisa. Behtar routes. Protection."

"Aur jis maal ko tum abhi doosron ke liye move karte ho..."

Uski nazar saamne khare aadmiyon par phiri.

"...kal us mein tumhara hissa bhi ho sakta hai."

Boss ka gussa barhta gaya.

Victor ne khaali kursi ki taraf dekha.

"Aur agar yeh kursi khaali ho jaye..."

Usne seedha aadmiyon ki taraf dekha.

"...toh tum mein se kaun is par baithne ke qabil hai?"

Boss ka gussa phoot pada.

"Bas!"

Usne gun Victor ke maathe par aur mazbooti se laga di.

"Mere aadmiyon ke saamne yeh bakwas band kar."

Victor chup raha.

Boss ne trigger par ungli jama di.

"Main tujhe abhi—"

BLAM!

Goli Victor ko nahi lagi.

Boss ke paas khare uske ek aadmi ne uske gun pakde hue haath par goli chala di.

Glock uske haath se chhoot kar marble floor par ja lagi.

Boss ne apne zakhmi haath ko dekha.

Phir saamne khare aadmi ko.

"Tu...?"

BLAM!

Usi taraf se nikli doosri goli Boss ke ek wafadar guard ke seene mein lagi.

Woh seedha zameen par gira.

Baaki guards kuch pal ke liye jam gaye.

Unhein samajhne mein ek second laga.

Goli bahar se nahi...

andar se chali thi.

Ek loyal guard ne foran gun uthayi.

"Kya kar rahe ho—"

BLAM!

Uski baat poori hone se pehle hi woh gir gaya.

Phir dono taraf se firing shuru ho gayi.

BLAM! BLAM!

Kuch hi seconds mein hall khamosh ho gaya.

Boss ke wafadar aadmi zameen par pade the.

Aur doosri taraf woh log khare the jo pehle hi Victor ki baat sun chuke the.

Victor ne unse pehle hi alag alag baat ki thi.

Unki purani narazgiyon ko woh jaanta tha.

Aur usne unhein yeh bhi samjha diya tha ke uski deal unke liye kya badal sakti hai.

Boss ke saamne uski offer ne unke faisle ko aakhri dhakka de diya tha.

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Boss peeche ladkhadaya.

Uske zakhmi haath se khoon beh raha tha.

Usne apne aadmiyon ko dekha.

Ab uske chehre par gusse se zyada hairani thi.

"Tum log..."

Koi jawab nahi aaya.

"Itne saal..."

Uski awaaz bhaari ho gayi.

"Jab tumhare paas kuch nahi tha, main ne tumhein apne saath rakha."

Uski nazar ek ek chehre par gayi.

"Police ho ya dushman... main tumhare saamne khara raha."

Ek pal ke liye woh ruk gaya.

"Aur aaj..."

Uski awaaz dheemi ho gayi.

"...sirf ek kursi ke liye?"

Kisi ne jawab nahi diya.

Boss ki nazar Victor par ja ruki.

Ab usse samajh aa gaya tha.

Victor sirf deal lekar nahi aaya tha.

Woh uske aadmiyon ko pehle hi samajh chuka tha.

Aur Boss...

apne hi ghar ke andar badalti soch ko samajh nahi saka.

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Victor dheere se uske paas aaya.

"Itne saal underworld mein guzare..."

Boss ne uski taraf dekha.

Victor ne kaha:

"Phir bhi apne hi logon ka hisaab galat laga baithe."

Boss chup raha.

Victor ki nazar khaali kursi par gayi.

"Tumhein laga jo aadmi saalon se tumhare saath hai, woh hamesha tumhare neeche khara rahega."

Ek chhota sa waqfa.

"Lekin woh bhi kabhi upar baithna chahta hai."

Boss ki aankhon mein gussa ubhra.

Victor ne dheere se kaha:

"Tum mujhe rokne ki koshish kar rahe the..."

Uski nazar Boss ke aadmiyon par gayi.

"...jabke tumhari kursi pehle hi tumhare khilaaf khari ho chuki thi."

Boss kuch kehna chahta tha.

Lekin saans bhaari thi.

Victor ne uski aankhon mein dekha.

"Yeh tumhari haar hai, Boss."

BLAM!

Aakhri goli.

Boss ka jism dheere se neeche gira.

Marble floor par khamoshi phail gayi.

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Victor ne laash ko dekha.

Phir khaali kursi ki taraf.

"Network tumhara hai."

Usne saamne khare aadmiyon ko dekha.

"Jo is kursi par baithega, woh mere saath deal karega."

Ek aadmi ne poocha:

"Aur agar deal na kare?"

Victor ne seedha jawab diya:

"Toh koi aur karega."

Bas.

Kisi ko aur kuch kehne ki zarurat nahi thi.

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Victor ne Kamran ki taraf dekha.

"Case."

Kamran steel case lekar aaya.

Victor ne case uthaya.

"Kursi khaali hai."

"Jo qabil hoga, woh baith jayega."

Victor mud gaya.

Kamran uske peeche chal diya.

Darwaze ke paas Kamran ne poocha:

"Ab?"

Victor ne jawab diya:

"Abhi sirf deal."

"Pehle yeh network."

"Phir baaki shehar."

Bahar SUVs ke engines start ho gaye.

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Victor SUV mein baithne se pehle ruk gaya.

Kamran ne poocha:

"Aur Shadow King?"

Victor kuch pal khamosh raha.

"Woh Pakistan kyun aayega..."

Usne bahar dekha.

"...yeh mujhe nahi pata."

Phir usne kaha:

"Lekin jab woh aaye, zameen tayyar honi chahiye."

SUV gate ki taraf chal padi.

Victor ka maqsad abhi Pakistan par hukumat karna nahi tha.

Abhi woh deals kar raha tha.

Networks jor raha tha.

Apna rutba mazboot kar raha tha.

Aur agla naam uske zehan mein tha—

Noorabad.

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RECORD #011 — COMPLETE

File Name:
"The Devil's Arithmetic"

LOCAL BOSS:
DECEASED

LOCAL NETWORK:
LEADERSHIP VACANT

VICTOR DRAKOV — "SATAN"
Status: ACTIVE
Objective: UNDERWORLD INFLUENCE EXPANSION

SHADOW KING
Location: UNKNOWN
Objective: UNKNOWN

NEXT DESTINATION:
NOORABAD

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[A Silent devil]

Record #012

File Name: "The Silent One"

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Mehrabad

The Ascension Foundation

Project Eternis Research Facility

Emergency Neuro-Cognitive Recovery Unit mein...

Kuch der pehle tak jo kamra alarms aur emergency commands se goonj raha tha...

Ab wahan ajeeb si khamoshi thi.

Sirf machines ki halki...

Beep...

Beep...

Beep...

Ayan ab bhi neural chamber ke andar bilkul be-harkat pada tha.

Uska jism pehle ki tarah tanav mein nahi tha.

Heart rate dheere dheere stable ho chuka tha.

Neural activity...

Ab bhi unusual thi.

Lekin...

Ab woh control se bahar nahi ja rahi thi.

Dr. Mehek Ali ne saamne medical display ko dekha.

Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi hairani thi.

"...Neural load almost normal range mein aa gaya."

Dr. Ahsan Mirza ne foran doosri screen check ki.

"Almost?"

Mehek ne halki si gardan hilaayi.

"Normal nahi."

"Bas... normal ke qareeb."

Usman Baig console par data scroll karta raha.

"Recovery markers..."

Uski ungliyan ruk gayin.

"...Ye impossible hai."

Richard Hayes ne uski taraf dekha.

"What?"

Usman ne screen unki taraf ghuma di.

"Look at this."

Richard aage jhuka.

Kuch seconds tak sirf numbers dekhta raha.

Phir uski bhawein sikud gayin.

"...These are recovery readings?"

"Yes."

Daniel Kim ne doosri screen se data compare kiya.

"Wait."

"Ye toh..."

Woh ruk gaya.

Elena Volkova ne poocha,

"What?"

Daniel ne dheere se kaha,

"His damaged neural pathways are repairing themselves."

Mehek ne foran kaha,

"Repairing nahi..."

Sab ki nazar uski taraf gayi.

"...Reconnecting."

Kamre mein phir khamoshi chha gayi.

Dr. Neelam Rahman Ayan ke qareeb khadi thi.

Usne monitor ko dekha.

Phir Ayan ko.

"Teen minute."

Ahsan ne uski taraf dekha.

"Exactly."

"Sirf teen minute ke neural reconstruction ke baad..."

"Is level ki recovery?"

Usman ne dheere se kaha,

"Ye aam biological recovery process ke bilkul mutabiq nahi hai."

Richard ne poocha,

"How long would this normally take?"

Daniel ne bina screen se nazar hataye jawab diya,

"Depends on the extent of damage."

"Magar agar damage itna severe ho jitna Ayan ke case mein tha..."

"...toh complete functional recovery ke liye months."

Mehek ne uski baat kaati.

"Months nahi."

"Best-case scenario mein bhi..."

"Years."

Ahsan ne dheere se kaha,

"At least one year."

Richard kuch lamhon tak Ayan ko dekhta raha.

"...Aur isne?"

Usman ne screen par timer history kholi.

"Three minutes."

Kisi ne kuch nahi kaha.

Sirf monitors ki halki awaaz sunayi deti rahi.

Beep...

Beep...

Elena ne dheere se kaha,

"Maybe the reconstruction process isn't repairing him the way we understand repair."

Neelam ki nazar Ayan par tiki hui thi.

"Phir kis tarah?"

Elena ne sir hila diya.

"I don't know."

Ahsan ne gehri saans li.

"Hum jis cheez par kaam kar rahe hain..."

Uski awaaz dheemi ho gayi.

"...woh bhi toh zindagi ke aam usoolon se milti-julti nahi hai."

Richard ne uski taraf dekha.

Ahsan ne Ayan ki taraf ishara kiya.

"Hum ek insan ko..."

"...dobara zinda kar rahe hain."

Kamre mein koi nahi bola.

Ahsan ne baat jaari rakhi.

"Shayad isi liye..."

"Iska recovery process bhi hamare known biological process jaisa nahi hai."

Neelam ne dheere se kaha,

"Matlab..."

"Iske liye..."

"Uske apne rules hain."

Usman ne screen par data dekha.

"Rules..."

Usne halki si muskurahat ke baghair kaha,

"...jo hum abhi tak samajh bhi nahi paaye."

Richard ne Ayan ko dekha.

"And we're supposed to bring him back..."

"...without even knowing what is bringing him back."

Neelam ne jawab nahi diya.

Bas Ayan ke chehre ko dekhti rahi.

Jaise uske saamne koi patient nahi...

Balki ek aisa raaz pada ho...

Jiska jawab shayad Project Eternis ki poori zindagi se bhi purana ho.

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Inner Nexus

Khamoshi.

Magar...

Ye woh Inner Nexus nahi tha...

Jo kuch der pehle tha.

Har taraf...

Dararen.

Badi.

Gehri.

Aur be-had lambi.

Sheeshe jaisi zameen kai jagahon se toot kar hawa mein latak rahi thi.

Kuch tukde bilkul neeche girne ke bajaye...

Khamoshi se hawa mein tair rahe the.

Door khada safed mahal...

Ab mahal kam...

Aur kisi purani tabahi ka bacha-kucha dhaancha zyada lag raha tha.

Uski aadhi deewaren toot chuki thin.

Kuch pillars hawa mein jhuke hue the.

Ek poora hissa...

Neeche ki zameen se alag ho kar hawa mein tair raha tha.

Aur uske beech...

Andhere ke peeche se jo cheez saamne aayi thi...

Woh ab aur zyada saaf nazar aa rahi thi.

Ek...

Crimson Gate.

Bohot bada.

Itna bada...

Ke uske saamne khada insan sirf ek chhota sa saya lagta.

Na koi deewar.

Na koi pahad.

Na koi mahal.

Bas khaali fiza mein...

Ek darwaza.

Uski surface par ajeeb runes aur gehre nishaan bane hue the.

Kuch symbols aise the...

Jaise kisi ancient language ke hon.

Aur kuch...

Jaise kisi advanced machine ke circuit patterns.

Magic...

Aur technology...

Dono ka ajeeb sa mila-jula roop.

Gate ke kinare se...

Patli patli laal roshni ki lakeeren nikal rahi thin.

Aur uske beech ke gap se...

Ek tez crimson glow bahar aa raha tha.

Aisa lagta tha...

Jaise darwaze ke doosri taraf koi duniya nahi...

Balki ek poora suraj qaid ho.

Gate ke peeche...

Kuch nazar nahi aa raha tha.

Sirf laal roshni.

Aur us roshni ke andar...

Ek ajeeb si presence.

Bilkul khamosh.

Bilkul be-harkat.

Magar...

Maujood.

Gate ke saamne...

Ayan pada tha.

Behosh.

Bilkul be-khabar.

Usse kuch pata nahi tha...

Ke uske Inner Nexus mein kya badal chuka hai.

Aur usse bhi zyada...

Ke usi jagah...

Uske inber nexus ke andar...

Ek aur Ayan khada tha.

Usi ki tarah mota.

Dara hua.

Kandhe sikude hue.

Dono baazu apne seene ke qareeb.

Woh kuch der se bas us behosh Ayan ko dekhta raha.

Uski aankhon mein confusion thi.

Darr tha.

Aur...

Ek ajeeb si apnayat.

Jaise saamne pada ladka usse ajnabi bhi ho...

Aur phir bhi...

Pata nahi kyun...

Apna hi lagta ho.

Woh dheere dheere uski taraf badha.

Ek qadam.

Phir doosra.

Har qadam mein hichkichahat thi.

Jaise use darr ho...

Ke agar woh zyada qareeb gaya...

Toh saamne pada Ayan achanak aankhen khol dega.

Lekin Ayan nahi hila.

Darpok Ayan uske bilkul paas aa kar ruk gaya.

Usne kuch seconds tak use dekha.

Phir dheere se ghutnon ke bal baith gaya.

"...Uth."

Koi jawab nahi.

Usne thoda qareeb ho kar kaha,

"...Suno..."

"...Uth ja."

Khamoshi.

Usne Ayan ka kandha hilane ki koshish ki.

"...Please."

"...Uth ja."

Koi harkat nahi.

Uske chehre par pareshani gehri ho gayi.

Usne dobara Ayan ka kandha pakarne ki koshish ki.

Magar...

Uski ungliyan...

Ayan ke jism ke andar se guzarti hui doosri taraf nikal gayin.

Woh ek dum peeche hat gaya.

Uski aankhen phail gayin.

Usne apne haath ko dekha.

Phir Ayan ko.

"...Main..."

Uski awaaz kaanp gayi.

"...Chhoo bhi nahi sakta."

Usne dobara haath aage badhaya.

Is baar sirf hawa.

Uska haath...

Ayan ko chhoo hi nahi sakta tha.

Woh dheere se zameen par baith gaya.

"...Toh main..."

Usne apne haathon ko dekha.

"...Kya hoon?"

Koi jawab nahi.

Sirf door khade Crimson Gate se nikalti hui laal roshni...

Dono Ayan ke chehron par pad rahi thi.

Ek behosh.

Ek dara hua.

Aur dono...

Ek hi naam ke.

Tabhi...

PING.

Darpok Ayan ne sar uthaya.

Uske saamne hawa mein...

Ek familiar system panel ubhar aaya.

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Darpok Ayan ki aankhen panel par jam gayin.

"...Ek aur mission?"

Usne foran neeche pade Ayan ki taraf dekha.

"...Lekin..."

"...Ye toh hosh mein bhi nahi hai."

Uske chehre par darr aur gehra ho gaya.

"Ye kaise karega?"

Panel mein koi jawab nahi aaya.

Sirf ek aur PING.

Interface badal gaya.

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Darpok Ayan ne panel ko dekha.

Phir behosh Ayan ko.

Usne foran NO ki taraf haath badhaya.

Lekin...

Jaise hi uski ungli panel ke qareeb pahunchi...

Uska haath seedha holographic interface ke andar se guzarta hua doosri taraf nikal gaya.

PING.

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Woh ek dum ruk gaya.

"...Nahi."

Uski aankhon mein bechaini aa gayi.

"...Main bhi toh Ayan hoon."

Panel ek pal ke liye bilkul khamosh raha.

Phir...

Naye letters ubharne lage.

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Darpok Ayan ke chehre se rang ud gaya.

"...Toh..."

Woh dheere se behosh Ayan ki taraf dekhta raha.

"...Main kaun hoon?"

Khamoshi.

System ne koi jawab nahi diya.

Usne phir Ayan ko hilaya.

Is baar zyada zor se.

"...Utho!"

"...Please!"

"...Mujhe nahi pata kya karna hai!"

Ayan nahi hila.

Darpok Ayan ki awaaz dheere dheere tootne lagi.

"...Agar ye mission shuru ho gaya..."

"...Toh tum phir..."

Woh jumla poora nahi kar saka.

Uski nazar panel par chali gayi.

Tabhi...

PING.

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Darpok Ayan ki saansein tez ho gayin.

"...Nahi."

Woh foran Ayan ke paas jhuka.

"...Uth ja!"

Usne uska kandha pakarne ki koshish ki.

Phir yaad aaya...

Woh use chhoo hi nahi sakta.

"...Please..."

Panel par number badla.

Uski aankhen phail gayin.

"...Nahi..."

Woh khada hua.

Phir bechaini mein dobara Ayan ke paas aa gaya.

"...Uth ja!"

Uski awaaz toot gayi.

"...Please!"

Woh panel ko dekhta raha.

Uske paas koi option nahi tha.

Koi authority nahi.

Koi faisla karne ka haq nahi.

Sirf...

Intezaar.

Ek pal ke liye...

Inner Nexus bilkul khamosh ho gaya.

Phir...

PING.

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Darpok Ayan ki aankhen khauf se phail gayin.

"...Nahi..."

Lekin...

Ab der ho chuki thi.

Ayan ka be-hosh jism...

Achanak zameen par zor se kaanp utha.

Uski ungliyan mur gayin.

Poora jism tan gaya.

Aur agle hi pal...

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!"

Uski cheekh ne poore Inner Nexus ko hila diya.

Sheeshe jaisi tooti hui zameen...

Dobara crack hone lagi.

Hawa mein tairte mahal ke tukde laraz uthe.

Aur door...

Crimson Gate ki runes...

Ek ek kar ke jagmagane lagin.

Laal roshni...

Pehle se kahin zyada tez ho gayi.

Darpok Ayan peeche hat gaya.

Uski aankhon mein sirf ek cheez thi...

Darr.

Aur Ayan...

Us dard ko dobara mehsoos kar raha tha.

Is baar...

Teen minute ke liye nahi.

Paanch minute.

Aur usse abhi pata bhi nahi tha...

Ke is mission ke khatam hone par...

Uske dimagh mein...

Kisi aur ki aadhi zindagi jagne wali thi.

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[A Silent devil]

RECORD #013

File Name: "The Price of Hope"

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Noorabad.

Subah ki roshni shehar ki buland imaraton par phail chuki thi...

Lekin hospital ke ICU ke bahar Faris ke liye waqt ab bhi raat jaisa tha.

Pichhle do din usne kursi par baith kar guzare the.

Aaj doctor ne use apne cabin mein bulaya.

Faris saamne baith gaya.

Doctor ne file kholi.

"Kuch readings stable hui hain."

Faris ki aankhon mein halki si umeed aayi.

"Lekin..."

Doctor ne file band nahi ki.

"Unki condition abhi bhi serious hai."

"Brain injury ke baad unhe long-term intensive care ki zaroorat hogi."

"Abhi ICU ka daily cost medicines, monitoring aur supportive treatment mila kar kaafi zyada hai."

Doctor ne ek figure likh kar uski taraf kagaz sarakaya.

"Har mahine lagbhag itna kharcha aa sakta hai."

Faris kuch seconds tak number dekhta raha.

"Har... mahine?"

"Haan."

"Jab tak unki condition stable nahi hoti."

Faris ne dheere se poocha,

"Aur agar yahan se behtar treatment mil sakta ho?"

Doctor ne jawab diya,

"Foreign neurological centers mein kuch advanced treatment options hain."

"Umeed wahan zyada ho sakti hai."

"Kitna kharcha?"

Doctor ne ek pal socha.

"Yahan se kai guna."

Faris chup raha.

"Guarantee?" usne aakhir poocha.

Doctor ki nazar us par tik gayi.

"Nahi."

Sirf ek lafz.

Aur wahi lafz Faris ke liye sabse bhaari tha.

Guarantee nahi.

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Us din dopahar...

Faris ghar laut aaya.

Darwaza khola.

Andar wahi ghar tha...

Lekin pehli baar use laga jaise ghar usse pehchan nahi raha.

Drawing room ki deewar par ek purani family photograph lagi thi.

Ammi beech mein muskura rahi thin.

Abu unke paas khade the.

Aur chhota sa Faris...

Un dono ke aage khada tha.

Usne tasveer ko utara.

Ungliyon se dhool saaf ki.

"Ammi..."

Uske honton par ek halki si muskurahat aayi.

Phir aankhen bhar gayin.

Use Abu ki woh baat yaad aayi—

"Paisa aata jata rehta hai..."

"Bas apne logon ko kabhi mat khona."

Faris ne aankhen band kar li.

"Main haar nahi raha, Abu..."

"Bas thoda waqt aur chahiye."

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Woh Maham ke kamre mein gaya.

Bed par uski medical books abhi bhi padi thin.

Ek khuli hui notebook.

Uske andar ek chhota sa handwritten note:

"Final year ke baad bhai ko treat meri taraf se."

Faris ki aankhon se aansu tapak pada.

"Pagal..."

"Doctor banne se pehle hi bill bharne lagi thi."

Usne notebook band ki.

Kamre ko ek baar aur dekha.

Phir almari kholi.

Kuch kapde.

Kuch books.

Ek purani photo.

Aur ek chhota sa teddy bear...

Jo Maham bachpan se sambhal kar rakhti thi.

Faris ne use haath mein liya.

Kuch seconds tak dekhta raha.

Phir wapas rakh diya.

Usne poore ghar par ek aakhri nazar daali.

Yahi woh ghar tha...

Jise bachane ke liye usne saalon tak apni zindagi ghis di thi.

Lekin aaj...

Maham ke saamne ye ghar bhi kuch nahi tha.

Agar iski deewarein bik kar uski behen ki saans ek din bhi badha sakti thin...

To phir in deewaron ki keemat kya thi?

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Do ghante baad...

Registry office.

Documents par signatures hue.

Ek stamp laga.

Phir doosra.

Aur jis ghar ko Faris ne saalon ki mehnat se bachaya tha...

Woh ab uska nahi raha.

Buyer ne cheque uski taraf badhaya.

Faris ne kuch pal use dekha.

Phir le liya.

Bas itna hi.

Na bargaining.

Na afsos.

Na peeche mud kar dekhna.

Bahar nikalte waqt usne ek baar aasman ki taraf dekha.

Phir hospital ki taraf chal pada.

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Hospital ke billing counter par usne payment kar di.

Officer ne receipt uski taraf badhai.

"Sir, ye amount filhal treatment continue karne ke liye kaafi hai."

Faris ne receipt fold karke pocket mein rakh li.

Filhal.

Ye lafz uske saath ghar tak nahi...

Seedha ICU tak gaya.

Doctor ne jab amount dekhi to dheere se kaha,

"Isse treatment kuch waqt tak chal jayega."

Faris ne poocha,

"Kitne waqt tak?"

Doctor khamosh raha.

"Doctor..."

"Main exact nahi keh sakta."

Phir dheere se bola,

"Ye amount bhi hamesha nahi chalegi."

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Raat.

ICU ke bahar sirf halki roshni thi.

Faris glass wall ke saamne khada tha.

Andar Maham machines ke darmiyan leti hui thi.

Usne apni band mutthi ko dekha.

Ghar chala gaya.

Savings khatam.

Logon se jo mila...

Woh bhi kharch ho raha tha.

Lekin Maham abhi zinda thi.

Aur jab tak woh zinda thi...

Faris ke paas haar maan lene ka haq nahi tha.

Usne glass par haath rakha.

"Maham..."

"Main paise launga."

Uski aankhon mein aansu the...

Magar awaaz mein ek ajeeb sa faisla tha.

"Chahe jahan se lane padhein."

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