Chapter-39: Angelina, her husband and hyperspace
Update-153
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"Excuseeee meeee, i didn't underrrr..."

"Just trust me.. i've seen the future or you can call it, cross-universe fear transfer... or you can think like that….that  i just rejected your friend request, because you’re not on my level….. so, bye.. ally"
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" dude, you just rejected a vagina.. Rich Vagina..."

" tujhe abhi tak samajh nahi aaya kya..? Wo hoshiyari de rahe the.. party
me bulakar bezzati karne ka plan tha un sabka... tu ye nahi samajh saka…? isiliye Aradhna jaisi ladki bhi teri mar ke nikal gayi.. waise Aradhna se yaad aaya.. uska bhoot nahi dikhta nahi aajkal..."

"Wo toh waha us jagah kaid ho gayi na.. jaha Gautam ne tere seene me rod
ghusaya tha.. yaad kar, Divya boli thi ki Angelina.. i mean, Aradhna waha Gautam
ke pahle pahuch chuki thi... aur phhir waha ka link toot gaya.. yani wo ab wahi
hogi, i think.. salaaa, kya concept lagaya hoon.."

"Good Night..."

"Good Night.. 3.0"

Maine jeb se EN nikala aur apne forearm ko halka needle se halka-halka kaatkar A.. letter banane laga taki yadi kabhi bhi kuch bhi gadbad ho toh mere forearm me bane A.. meri help karenge... mujhe sahi raah dikhayenge… baaki aisa karne me jhaat kuch dard nahi hua.. main bas  shuru me ye dekh leta ki mujhe kis taraf kitne angle me apna hath kaatna hai aur phhir aankh band karke kaat deta... aankh isliye band karta tha kyunki dekh ke katne me bada ajeeb lagta tha.. aisa lagta tha ki ulti aa jayegi... upar se dekh kar kalakari karne me dard bhi adhik ho raha tha.... isliye main aankh band karke  hee apna hath kaatne laga…

"Holy Mother... khoon toh ruk hee nahi raha.. aur ab dard bhi dene laga hai..." dono hatho me jaldi-jaldi kapda baandhte hue maine kaha... aur phhir kapda baandhkar sanitizer yani dettol ki puri botal hath me udel diya... jis-se dard ke sath-sath ab jalan bhi hone lagi...
"Iski maa. Ka... arey lawda... "dono hatho se dono hath dabate hue maine kaha.. par dettol ka jalan jab kam nahi hua toh jakar dono hath pani ki balti me daal diya, jis-se thoda aaram mila aur main wahi balti me hath dale kuch der baitha raha...
Maine puri raat sone ki koshish ki... mujhe neend bhi aayi, par jab-jab meri aankh lagti ya band hone lagti tab dono hatho me maine jo karamat ki thi, uske dard ki karan main turant uth jata aur apne hath me fookne lagta,... is tarah meri puri raat sirf fookne me beeti aur jaise hee subah hui.. main Vivek ki clinic ki taraf bhaga.. matlab dheere-dheere.. langadate hue gaya...
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"Arey dude... itni subah-subah..."
"Ya.. Good Morning.."
"good morning... dude" Fleming ka left hand aur right hand rule dono hatho me ek sath apply karke usne apna hath hawa me uthaya aur bola "how are you.. dude.. ."
"How am i.. ? I'm good.. very good..” chilla kar maine kaha..
"Sorry dude.. "
Iske baad Vivek ne wo kaam kiya jiske liye main waha aaya tha....
"Ye kyun kiya dude.. apna hath kyun kata.."
"Ek ladki hai, Angelina naam ki.. main us-se fatat le pyar karta hoon aur wahi dikhane ke liye A... likh liya.."
"Par dono hatho me...?"
"Abey toh mujhe maloom nahi tha na ki.. kaun sa hath kat-te hai.. isliye dono kaat liya... bata.. hoon na ekdum hoshiyar"
"Haan dude..."
"Bas karna be.. kitni overacting karta hai.. jab se aaya hoon tabse dude-dude kiye jaa raha hai… ye mujhe doodh- dahi bolna band kar…...."
"Ok bro... bro bolu, bro kaise rahega bro..."
"Ekdum khau aadmi hai be tu... jaisa khau hai, waise hee khau baate karta hai... Agli baar se koyi role nahi dunga Tujhe... dimag chod deta hai tu pura..."
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"You said.. DMT alters your brainfunction and grant access to knowledge of parallel universe..."apna spectacle adjust karte hue Angelina boli...
Main is waqt Angelina ke ghar me tha.. maine kal raat ko apna hath kaatne se pahle Angelina ko apne next session ke baare me kaha tha ki.. main kal sham tak aa sakta hoon, jiske baad aaj subah jab main Vivek ke clinic se wapas aakar bf dekhne ke liye apna mobile dekha toh usme mere next session ki details di hui thi... 

Yaha pahuchne ke liye mujhe bahut chakkar kaatne pade.. Autowala khud yaha tak lane me na jaa kitne logo se kitni baar puchha hoga…. par finally main yaha pahuch hee gaya aur ab Angelina ke saamne baitha tha…
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Main Angelina ke sath jaha baitha tha, wo room, Angelina ke office ke mafiq hee same to same tha.. bas yaha equipmenta nahi the aur ye kuch jyada hee bada tha…
"Yesterday.. you said.. DMT alters brainfunctions and grant access to knowledge of parallel universe.."
"By performing quantum computing.."
"Quantum Computing ? Seriously.. do you even know what is quantum computing or its reqired conditions ?. first there is no way and no place in earth... where you can perform this. Second... how you even know it... "
"Lets concentrate on the first one.. why there is no way or no place in earth to perform quantum computing... i mean i know.. people can go crazy. But..."
"Crazy.. ? This experiment will results in instantly death.. because to transfer through parallel universe by Q.C., it requires absolute zero temperature and our brains can't withstands it... now tell me how you know all this.. even i didnt know much untill i read various journals last night..."
"Maine bhi... whaaaat the..."apna sar pakadkar dabate hue maine kaha... mera sar achanak itni jor se ghuma ki maine apni aankh band kar li par phhir bhi mujhe sab kuch dikh raha tha... sab matlab.. sab.. waha ki kayi chize bend hone lagi.. deewar tedha-medha hokar bookshelf ke sath mix ho gaya... Angelina.. Sofe me baithi thi par aisa lag raha tha, jaise sofa Angelina ke upar rakha hua ho... 
"Mujhe ye sab kaise pata.. ?"Apne hath ki baah upar karke maine kaha "well, maine bhi journal padha hai... kya main tumhe touch kar sakta.. ? "
"Touch.. Offfcourse.. kyu nahi"thoda hichkichate hue wo boli...
"Tumne kabhi fifth dimension dekha hai..?"
"5th dimension..?"
"Arey 5th dimension.. bole toh hyperspace.. main abhi wahi dekh raha hoon... ise shabdo me bayan karna mushqil hai.. it's too beautiful and too irritating..."

"Ok... how are you.."

"Absolutely fine..."Angelina ke hath ko dobara se chhu kar maine kaha aur phhir maine khud ko chhua... "i'm fine.. ekdum tip top.."
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"Meri taraf dekho.."

"Main tumhari taraf hee dekh raha hoon..."

"Tum bahar darwaje ki taraf dekh rahe ho.. "

"Because of shrinkage established due to 5th dimension...i can see you anywhere in this room.. it's amazing... "neeche aa chuki chhat ko chhune ke liye apna hath upar karte hue maine kaha..
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"Yesterday you said that you hate everyone. Let me give you a situation.... now think, you are in train.. going to somewhere.. There are many people with you and then there is a traveler sitting next to you, whom you do not know .... after few hours, something unthinkable happens.. he just collapses right in front of you due to sudden heart attack.. what will you do..? You'll call for help or you'll start helping him by yourself.... "

"how about third option... i'll do nothing.. i'll enjoy the show.."

"Choose between option first and second"

" main bahut selfish aadmi hoon... mam, duniyadari ka kaam duniya par chhod deta hoon. Jab mere marne jeene se dusaro ko matlab nahi toh dusaro ke marne-jeene se mujhe kyun matlab hone laga..."

Angelina mujhe dekhti rahi.. dekhti rahi aur isi dauran dheere-dheere shrinkage khatam hone laga.. yani sab kuch pahle ke mafiq normal, ordinary, 3 dimensional hone laga... jiske baad maine ek aur baar Angelina ka hath chhat ki taraf dekhte hue chhua..... jaan-buchkar.

"Ok.. ab tum mujhse puchh sakte ho ki maine tumhe us din Bairangi ke ghar me pahchan-ne se inkar kyu kar diya... "

"Mujhe nahi janna... abhi toh bilkul bhi nahi... kyunki main apni life me jitna andar jata hoon utna hee andar faste jata hoon.. mujhe aur koyi sach ya vastvikta nahi janni.. phhir chahe wo meri imagination hee kyun na ho.. ya phhir some sort of alternative life memory.. as i said earlier"

"And as i replied earlier.. it's not possible and you must live in reality not in your imaginary...... 5-dimensional world.. where you have access to Visit multiverse... and i'm gonna help you because reality never changes.."

"my imaginations are realer than reality. my imaginations are so real that they become real... and your finding reality quest is good.. but not for me.. apply on someone else." apne dono hath faila kar maine kaha "I'm Arman, Son of Physics... and Life is like physics.. deeper you go, deeper it becomes..."

"No, Life isn't like physics.. Life is like psychology,, deeper you go, simpler it becomes... so your time is up... and the next time you come.. i'll ask you about your relationship with your family... be prepared"

"Never warn your opposition. you know.. i can manipulate facts.."

"Trust me, you can't.. and don't forget i've 99 ways to know the truth.."

"And i've 199 ways to tell a lie.... i won by 100 ways.."

"Then let it be.. good night..."
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Main waha se nikla.. raat ho chuki thi aur Nagpur ke is chhor se us chhor tak jaane ka tension alag... upar se Angelina ne kaha tha ki wo next time mere family background par discuss karegi...

"Baju hat be..."mere saamne achanak prakat hue aadmi ko dekh kar maine kaha 

Par wo baju hatne ke bajay mujhse bahas karne laga ki maine use aise kaise bol diya... maine use aise-kaise dhakka de diya... phhir usne mere baare me puchha ki.. main kaun hoon aur main uske ghar me kya kar raha tha... 

"Tera ghar hai toh kya be... shanti se nikal le warna tujhe khel lunga, khilaune ki tarah"

"Hey, ruko ek minute... "kadakti aawaz me usne mujhe aawaz di..

"Arey hat lawda..."
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"Tujhe pata hai, tu abhi kiske sath bhidha..."2.0 ne bahar aane ke sath hee puchha...

"Dr. Boaz..."

"Angelina ka husband hai wo... tujhe kya lagta hai, wo kaise react karegi next time.. jab use ye pata chalegi ki.. tu, usi ke ghar me.. usi ke husband ko galiya baka hai..."

"All session completed... ab main wapas nahi jaane wala... main isiliye kisi psychologist ya therapist ke paas nahi ja raha tha.. kyunki mujhe maloom tha ki, is-se kuch nahi hoga... mera matlab 5-dimensional disease ka treatment ek 3-dimensional world me kaise hoga... upar se wo mere family ke baare me puchhegi... main ye nahi kah raha ki wo ek kharab psychologist hai.. wo actually bahut achchhi hai aur ho sakta hai, uske andar mere jaise koyi hidden talent bhi ho.. par tune dekha na ki.. mujhpar ab tak koyi effect nahi hua.. upar se 10,000 chud gaye wo alag..."

"Toh seedhe-seedhe bol na ki paise nahi hai.. bahana kyi marta hai.."

"As i said.. i've 199 ways to tell a lie.. these are just 2-3"

"Actually.. mere khayal se... Angelina sahi direction me ja rahi hai... wo pahle problem ko samajh rahi hai ki tere sath locha kya hai, phhir wo use verify karti hai ki tu aiwe hee toh nahi bol raha.. jaise wo train wala example... wo bas verify kar rahi thi ki tu sach me misanthrope hai ya nahi... usne tujhe do option diye the aur dono me us heart attack wale aadmi ki tu help kar raha tha.. par tune teesara option banaya.. enjoy the show... wala. Jis-se wo sure ho gayi.. aur next time wo ek step aur neeche jayegi... tere family background aur foreground me... 

"Wow... "

"So next session pakka..."

"Ab Main apna har decision mutth marne ke baad leta hoon... taki josh-josh me kahi koyi galti na kar du.. isliye aaj raat mutth marne ke baad sochunga..."
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Toh phhir jaisa ki maine decide kiya tha, maine sochaaa..... par bina mutth mare.. kyunki mutth marne ke baad meri thinking power kam ho jati hai, isliye bina mutth mare main sochta raha ki mujhe next session attend karna chahiye ya nahi.. par ye sochte-sochte main main yahi nahi soch paya aur..... kuch aur hee sochne laga... Jiske baad mujhe samajh aaya ki Angelina ne mujhe ye kyun kaha ki next session me wo meri family ke baare me baat-chit karegi.. actually, wo mere memory ko trigger kar rahi thi. Wo chahti thi ki main ye sab sochu.. jo ki ab main soch raha tha. Wakayi me yar... matlab really... itna mind game..
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Ye sunkar mujhe kafi odd lagta hai, jab koyi kahta hai... tell me, those three magical words... Three Magical Words... ... 3.. i mean three... ye mujhe wakayi me kafi odd lagta hai. Iski do vazah hai.. pahla toh yahi ki 3 khud apne aap me ek odd number hai aur dusara mathematics field se hone ke karan maine ise jyada seriously le liya... isliye maine math ka basic funda lagaya aur 2 se multiply karke ise even bana diya.. is tarah mere liye ye three magical words se six magical words me tabdil ho gaya aur wo six magical words hai...
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Chapter-40: Hiraeth~home sickness.
Update-155

Ye sunkar mujhe kafi odd lagta hai, jab koyi kahta hai... tell me, those three magical words... Three Magical Words... ... 3.. i mean three... ye mujhe wakayi me kafi odd lagta hai. Iski do vazah hai.. pahla toh yahi ki 3 khud apne aap me ek odd number hai aur dusara mathematics field se hone ke karan maine ise jyada seriously le liya... isliye maine math ka basic funda lagaya aur 2 se multiply karke ise even bana diya.. is tarah ye three magical words se six magical words me tabdil ho gaya aur wo six magical words hai...
My Life... My Journey.... My Way....
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My College Life... shayad shabd kam pad jaye is journey ko describe karne me... sabki apni journey hoti hai aur sabka apna ek tarika... kaha se ye shuru hua aur kaha khatm hua. Maine college me jitna dusaro ko torture kiya utna torture main khud bhi hua.. especially.. 8th Semester me. Aur jab main college se wapas ghar aa raha tha.. tab main is ummid ke sath ghar aa raha tha ki ab mujhe sukoon milega.. ab finally sab pareshani khatm ho gayi. Ab sharifo wali zindagi jeene ka waqt aa gaya hai.. ab mahan insaan se aam insaan banne ka waqt aa gaya hai... 8th Semester ke baad mujhe bas sukoon ke do pal chahiye the, jiske baad main apni zindagi ke baare me soch saku.. apni zindagi me aage badh saku. 

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Par main ye nahi bhoola tha ki maine beete char saal me kya kiya tha aur na hee mere ghar wale.. aur na hee mere mohalle wale... main apna bag pack karke ghar toh aa gaya, par kuch din rahne ke baad pata chala ki ab ye wo ghar nahi tha.. jo bachpan me hua karta tha.. maine 11th me jo ghar chhoda tha uske baad jaise main kabhi ghar aa hee nahi paya tha... na toh main apne gharwalo ko samajh pa raha tha aur na hee mere gharwale mujhe... bole toh mutual un-understanding. baki Vipin bhaiya se man-mutav toh jamane bhar se chala aa raha tha.. par pichhale kuch salo me jis tarah unhone ek-do baar mera sath diya tha us-se mujhe laga tha ki shayad... anyway. mere maa-baap mere maa-baap hone ka farz nibha rahe the aur mujhe paal rahe the. 
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8th Semester me jab se main police station se chhuta tha, tab se kisi ne mujhse baat nahi ki thi aur 8th Semester khatm hone ke baad bhi yahi chalta raha... main subah jab mann hota uthta, jab mann hota khana khata aur jab mann hota ghoomne nikal jata... purane dost jo ek-do bache the.. unke sath kuch time bitata aur phhir wapas ghar aa jata... kayi dino tak mera yahi routine raha aur main iska aadi bhi ho gaya tha. Mujhe mere school ke dost ke sath-sath mere School ki ladkiya bhi kabhi-kabhar dikhti thi... par ab wo mujhe aakarshan se nahi balki pratikarshan ke tarike se dekhti thi.. thanks to Aradhna. Par aisa karne wali wo akeli nahi thi, mere ek-do purane dost ko chhodkar(jinhe mere ahsaan ab bhi yaad the) sabka mere prati yahi vyavhar tha.. chahe wo koyi bhi ho, kisi bhi umra ka ho... khaskar ke bade-bujurg. pahle mujhe dekh kar jin logo ke gand se hafto goo nahi nikalta tha wo ab mujhe dekhte hee hag dete the... wo bhi muh se. sale, betichod.. mujhe dekhte hee mere college ke baare me, Aradhna ke baare me, mera future me kya karne ka iirada hai... ye sab puchhne lagte. par main bhi kam nahi tha... shuru-shuru me toh ek-do baar main sah gaya, haskar nikal diya lekin jab wo nahi mane toh ek din bol diya ki "tumhare jaisa garib nahi hoon jo kuch karu, bahut paisa hai mere paas..."
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Mera hometown koyi bahut bada shahar nahi tha jaha bagal wale ko bagal wale se koyi matlab na ho... balki ye ek hill station ke roop me ek kasba tha...aur yaha bagal wale ko bagal wale shahar me kya hua, is-se bhi matlab rahta tha. jaha main rahta tha, wo ek hill station tha aur sath me colliery area bhi.. matlab jaha mines vagerah thi.. ek baar toh hadd tab ho gayi jab main ek dukaan me doodh lene gaya.. jab main gaya toh us dukaan me ek ladki dukaan sambhale hue thi aur jaise main waha pahucha aur hath me doodh ke packet ka shape banakar jaise hee doodh maanga toh wo ladki chilla kar turant andar bhag gayi.. madarchod... in logo ki inhi harkato ne mujhe wo banaya jo main aaj hoon.... uske baad us ladki ka baap bahar aaya aur mujhe doodh ka packet diya aur jab main doodh ka packet lekar chupchap waha se jaane laga toh wo bola...

"Ise apna college mat samajhna... yaha wo sab harqat ki toh khaal kheech lenge..."

Aur phhir main rook gaya.. maine apni nonillion dollar ki smile dete hue peeche muda... kuch der tak us dukan wale ko dekh kar gusse se muskurata raha aur phhir uske sar me doodh ka packet fek ke mara.. jo ki uske sar me hee jakar foota...

"Is baar aise hee chhod de raha hoon, next time.. tera takla nahi teri beti ki seal todunga...yadi mujhe kuch bola toh.."

"Bhosdiwale... Rook tu.. aye susheel.. aye Sonu.. bahar aava ta..."

"Bula...bula.. sabko bula.. apni beti ko bhi bula.. uski gand dekh lu, taaki chodne se pahle andaza rahega ki kitne KN ke force ke sath lawda dalna padega... arey ye toh.. ek pal me bahar aa gayi.. sali lawda dekhi nahi ki muh fad ke aa gayi.. aur ye hai, tere Susheel aur Sonu... hahaha... abey moot dunga toh bah jayenge ye.. jis samay ye chaddi me moot-te the na us samay Shri Arman din me 5 baar mutth mara karta tha.. wo bhi bina bf dekh ke. ye mujhse ladenge... jao jake apni maa ka pond dabao be.. aur tu sun be.. jhaklu.. main sirf bolta hee nahi, chodta bhi hoon... isliye apna muh aur gand sambhal ke rakhna...... lawdaaaaaaaa... jyada uchko mat be, warna khel lunga tum sabko, khilaune ki tarah...
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iske baad maine Dukan ke andar hath daal kar doodh ka dusara packet nikala aur waha se ghar ki taraf badh gaya.. ghar jaate waqt maine dekha ki mohalle ke saare aadmi, sari aurat.. apne ghar ke bahar khadi hokar ye nazara dekh rahi thi... us dukan wale ne sach hee kaha tha ki ye mera college nahi tha kyunki ye baat ab mere ghar pahuchne wali thi.. par usne ek baat galat kahi thi ki... wo meri khaal kheech lega.. kyunki khaal toh main in sabki kheechne wala tha... 
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"Tujhe pata hai.. jo log ab tujhse ghrina karte hai, apne mohalle ke wahi log kuch saal pahle tak apne bachcho ko tera example diya karte the... jo ghar me ye bahana marte ki uski tabiyat kharab thi ya phhir wo kahi khelne gaya tha.. isliye uske number achchhe nahi aaye.. toh unke maa-baap kahte the ki kya teer maar liya unhone.. kaun National khel aaye, kaun sa har din subah sham do-do ghante practice karte the.. jo unhe padhne ka samay nahi mila.. Arman ko dekho, Basketball me do saal national khel aaya, Merit me naam le aaya, Mumbai-Delhi ke un-un institution me ghoom aaya, jaha aam aadmi ja tak nahi sakta.. aur tu yaha ghar me baithe-baithe patthar tod raha hai aur bolta hai ki sports ke karan tere number nahi aaye... seriously , man... maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki tu aisa banega... Degradation of The Great Arman.."Akib ne kaha aur phhir ek cigarette nikal kar mujhe thamaya...
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Akib wahi ladka tha, jiska roll number school ke dino me mere thik aage rahta tha,.. jise main pel ke nakal karwata tha.. aur ye wahi banda hai, jise main exam ka dar dikha-kar beech sadak me Varun ke sath milkar iski bike chheeni thi, jab Main Varun ke bhai ko bachane ke rescue mission par nikla tha... kul milakar kahu toh wo meri badaulat 10th pass hua tha aur aaj bhi sirf 10th pass hee hai.. kyunki uske baad main Bhopal ravana ho gaya tha aur Akib ne teen saal 12th me fail hone ke baad padhayi chhod di thi aur apne baap ki kirane ki dukaan par baithta tha... maine use kayi baar kaha bhi ki U.P. se form bhar de.. khulla nakal hota hai waha kuch district me... 10,000 kharch kar.. . 80-85 % toh bade aaram se ban jayega. Par usne kaha ki woo doctor ki degree hee kyun na le le.. use baithna toh uski dukaan me hee hai toh phhir wo kyun apni mehnat aur paisa barbaad kare...jiske baad maine wo six magical words kahe ki.. your life.. your journey... your way...

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"Maal piyega..."bus stand se thodi door bane kachche gharo me se jab ek ghar ka darwaza khula toh Akib ne mujhse puchha...

"Maal.. matlab.. gaanja na...?"

"Hao..."

"Nahi piyunga , lawda.. gand fat gayi thi last time. Lawda gaanv me tha tab.. do-char gaanv ke mustande aaye aur bole ki... chal, Arman.. tujhe Jannat dikhayenge.. maine bhi aav na dekha taav aur apna lund khada kiye unke sath chal diya.. ki zaroor kisi ladki ko chodne ja rahe honge.. aur as a goodwill, mujhe bhi invite kiya hai.. salo ne gaanje ki hari pattiya pila de.. uske baad jo chadhi behanchod.. aisa sar ghooma ki.. lawda taalab ke upar se ludhak kar neeche taalab me gir gaya tha..."

"Arey aaja.. ho jaye do-do fook..."

"Tu pahle party de..."

"Party Kis khushi me..."

"10th me 82 % bane the tere.. us khushi me..."

"10th me...? bhai, 6 saal beet gaye, us baat ko... kaha laga hai aur us samay maine itni alishan party di thi ki puch mat.. mere khandan me main eklauta aisa tha, jisne kabhi kisi bhi class me 70 % cross kiya tha... ab kya party du.. ab toh mujhe ye bhi nahi pata ki meri marksheet kaha rakhi hai..."

"Waah beta, sabko party de di.. lekin jo us party ki vazah tha... use hee party nahi diya.. kal sham ko milna yahi pe.. jyada nahi, bas ek khamba.. ek packet marlboro aur... aur kya... bas..."bus stand se nikal kar ghar ki taraf prasthan karte hue maine kaha.. "kal sham yahi pe... adda jugad kar lena... jhadi-jhunjhati ke peechhe baith kar nahi piyunga main..."

Bus stand se main ghar ke liye chal diya.. mere hath me ab bhi doodh ka packet tha. Jise bhookh lagne par maine raaste me hee khola aur ghar aate hue pee gaya... kyunki mujhe maloom tha ki ghar jaate hee gaali khana hai toh khali pet kyun khaun...
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"Oye Arman... tu sun"mujhe dhakka dete hue mere school time ke ek dost ne kaha...

Yaad hai , maine kaha tha ki ab yaha mere sirf ek-do dost bache hai.. well, dusara yahi tha. Par wo is samay gusse me tha... wo bhi mujhpar.. jiski vazah bhi main jaanta tha....

"Tujhe pata hai, jis dukann wale ko tu abhi thodi der pahle bak kar aaya hai, wo mera saga chacha hai... mera dost hote hue bhi tu mere chacha se lada.. meri behan aur chachi ko gali di... kaha gaya tera friendynamic rule.. kya tujhe nahi pata tha kya ki.. wo mere chacha ka pariwar hai.... "

"Kya tere chacha ko pata tha ki.. tu mera dost hai..."

"Haan..."

"Toh phhir yadi wo ye jaankar meri insult kar sakta hai toh phhir main kyun nahi...? Waise bhi tere chacha ki mohalle ke ladko ko tanj kasne ki bahut purani adat hai... Varun ke bhai ko wo kaise insult karta tha.. maine dekha tha. Aaj usne galat aadmi ko pakad liya... got it now get lost" bolne ke baad maine wapas doodh ka packet apne muh se lagaya aur ghar ki taraf badh chala...

"Le madarchod..."

Maine ye suna aur uske baad hee mere peeth me bahut tez dard utha.. usne ek patthar uthar kar seedhe meri peeth me de mara tha... 

"Teri dayi ka bhosda..."peeth sahlate hue main peechhe muda aur jaise hee main peechhe muda wo bhagne laga... aur uske peechhe main bhi bhaga... 

Shuru-shuru me jab tak peeth dard de raha tha, meri speed kam thi par phhir thodi der baad jab main normal hua toh main daudte hue hee zameen se ek patthar uthaya aur aur daudte hue hee use fek ke mara... 

"Bhagne ka pahla niyam... kabhi straight line me mat bhago..."jab patthar uske peeth ke beech-o-beech laga toh maine kaha... par wo ruka nahi.. wo bhagta hee raha aur uske peechhe main bhi... 

Ek Sports person hone ka fayda ye hai ki aise mauke pe stamina kaam aata hai... upar se jab aapko school time me daily 10-12 km daudne ki practice ho... actually humare coach ne school time me hume daudte hue relax kaise karna hai ye sikhaya tha aur wahi ab mere kaam aa raha tha... 

"Hoooooo... gaaand... faaaad diya.... dauda....aate ... dauda...aate..."apne dost ko pakad kar neeche dhakelne ke baad main bola aur phhir kuch der tak ghutno me hath rakh kar hafta hee raha.... 

"Never.... ever... betray..... Arman..."joota utar kar uske gaal pe maarte hue maine kaha.. 
Maine shuru me ek baar mara.. phhir ruka aur dusari baar mara .. main phhir ruka aur teesari baar mara... jiske baad main ek baar phhir rook gaya.. lekin meri atma ko santusti nahi mili thi.. meri antaratma mujhe kah rahi thi ki main use aur maru... jiske baad maine use back to back maarna shuru kar diya aur tab tak maarta raha, jab tak ki uske muh se khoon nahi nikal gaya aur aakhiri me uske naak me ek joota maar kar uska naak bhi lahu-luhan kar diya....

"Never betray Arman..."
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"Kya uncle... subah-subah aagan dhone lage, well done..."ghar ke paas pahuch kar maine apne ghar ke paas rahne wale ek uncle se kaha...
jisne ki mujhe bachpan me kafi motivate kiya tha ki main dhang se padhayi karu... motivate karne se mera matlab hai jaleel karna. Usne mujhe ek baar mere percentage kam aane par mujhe bahut jaleel kiya tha.. 

Mere sawal ka us uncle ne koyi jawab nahi diya aur balti ka pani udel kar aagan dhota raha...

"Kya uncle, itni subah-subah saaf-safayi.... ghar ki saaf-safayi aap karte hooo..? Maid kaha gayi.."

"Arey wo late aati hai aur Main bas aagan saaf kar leta hoon, subah-subah... taaki logo ko lage ki andar bhi safai ho chuki hai... a psychological trick..."

"Toh uncle, logo ko ye bhi toh lagega ki jab bahar aapne jhadu-pochha mara hai toh andar bhi aapne hee mara hoga... Lol... log aap par haste honge.. aunty ji ke ishare par nachne wala kahte honge aapko... hahahaha..... " 

Maine kaha aur waha se haste hue apne ghar ki taraf chal diya.. ghar me ghuste hue maine time dekha.. main subah 6 baje doodh lene nikla tha aur abhi 8 baj chuke the.. upar se khali hath. isliye mujhe thoda-thoda aabhas ho chuka tha ki mere andar ghuste hee kya scene create hoga... khair main andar ghusa aur jaise hee andar ghusa mujhe dhad-dhada ke ek sath kayi log dikhe... mera baap.. meri maa.. mera bada bhai.. wo dukandar jise maine chamkaya tha aur do policewale...

"Aa gaya.. idhar aa..."mera collar pakad kar Vipin bhaiya ne mujhe ghaseeta aur us dukandar ke saamne khada kar diya "kya bolke aaya hai tu aaj inki beti aur inke wife ke baare me.."

"Shuru inhone kiya tha.. mujhe ulta-seedha bol rahe the.. toh maine phhir inhe ulta-seedha kah diya..."

"Kya bola tha... Dineshwar uncle ne..."

"Mujhe bola ki.. yadi maine college jaisi harqat ki toh meri khaal kheech lega..."

"Toh kya galat bola"bolte hue mere Papa saamne aaye aur ratak se ek jhapad mere gaal me mara, jo ki seedhe mere muh laga... "yaha rahna hai toh kayde se rah.. college nahi hai tera.."

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Apne papa ka ek jhapad khate hee mera dimag sanna gaya, kaan garam ho gaye aur mere muh se halka khoon nikla.. shayad honth fat gaya tha aur tabhi....

"Vipiiiin... oye Vipiin.. bahar nikaal apne bhai ko... bahut bada gunda samajhta hai, apne aapko...."bahar se kisi ne aawaz mara...

"Not nowwwww...please."bahar se chillate hue aadmi ki aawaz sunkar maine khud se kaha..

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Usne ek aur baar bahar se aawaz mari aur abki baar mere baap ka naam lekar... jiske baad mere aalawa sab bahar gaye aur main wahi apne honth par ungali firate hue sofe par baith gaya.. jiske baad mera bhai andar aaya aur mujhe ghaseet kar jo do policewale aaye the, unke saamne fek diya aur bola ki wo mujhe le jaaye... ab aur wo mujhe bardasht nahi kar sakte...
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Mere dimag me apne routine ke mutabik dard shuru ho gaya aur main apni is soch se bahar aaya... meri imagination power ye sab sochte hue itni strong thi ki mujhe aisa lag raha tha.. jaise just abhi-abhi mere bhai ne mujhe maara ho... mujhe ab bhi mere dost ka khoon me sana hua chehra saamne dikh raha tha. Infact aankh kholne ke baad bhi mujhe mere maa-baap, mera bhai.. wo dukandar, wo do policewale aaju-baju khade hue dikh rahe the.. jaise-jaise mere sar ka dard badha.. waise-waise unki tasveere dhumil hote gayi aur phhir gayab ho gayi... 

"That was hell of the day..."aankh mijte hue main badbadaya aur so gaya...
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" tumhari tarah main bhi yahi sochta hoon ki... maine faltu me apne purane dost ko us din mara, mujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye tha.. par maine kiya aur kyunki maine ye kiya.. isliye mujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye tha... ab ye nahi sochna chahiye... maine kiya, kyunki mujhe wahi sahi laga. Baki sahi-galat ki mujhe jyada parvaah nahi "

"REALLY..."

"Yup.."

"and why ..."

"i don't believe in ethics.. i'm the ethically unethical."Maine Angelina se kaha... 

Main is waqt Memorial hospital me tha aur Angelina doctor ke libas me spectacle lagaye mere saamne baithi hui thi... main jitni baar uske honth dekhta, utni hee baar mera lund hunkar maarne lagta... usne lipstick nahi lagayi thi par phhir bhi uske honth naturally kafi pink the... maine Angelina ko dekh-kar khud ko bahut control karne ki koshish ki par jab mere hawas ki saari limit toot gayi toh maine 5th dimension ka bahana karke Angelina ko chhoone ka plan banaya... jaisa ki last session me maine kiya tha. Bas difference ye rahta ki is samay mujhe khud 5th dimension visualize karna tha aur waisi hee natural acting karni thi.... so maine show shuru kiya...

"I told you already, i've 99 waysss.... so, don't do it.."

"Iskiiii... "turant apna hath peechhe karte hue maine kaha...

"Ok.. ye ladayi mar-pit chhodo aur ye batao ki tumne apne ghar ke paas rahne wale uncle ko kyun bura bhala kaha..."

"Kaun.. wo aagan dhone wala..? Us-se toh bahut purana rada tha apun ka.. hua actually ye tha kiiiii..... main hamesha se padhne me tez nahi tha.. matlab tez tha, par utna bhi nahi... jab main 7th standard me tha, tab maine gaur kiya ki bahut log.. jo school-college pass kar gaye hai... wo akasar aapas me kuch numbers discuss karte rahte the ki... open kya aaya, jodi kya bani, aaj 23 khela tha, 32 ban gaya.... sala din me 52 khela tha, raat me 52 ban gaya.. 65 khela tha, 63 ban gaya........ matlab ati confusion... phhir mujhe pata chala ki ye ek prakar ka jua tha.. jisko ye log satta matka bolte the. Satta Matka...Meri curiosity aur badhti gayi aur ek din itni badh gayi ki maine ek ko pakda aur iske baare me puchh mara... jiske baad mera toh bheja hil gaya, matlab... 10 se 99 number tak number choose karo aur Matka khilane ke paas jakar wo number laga do... yadi wo exact match kar gaya toh 1 ka 80 milta hai.. yani 100 ka 8000... phhir kya tha, maine socha ki koyi pattern hee hoga, jiske base par number nikalte honge ye log... us samay mere paas jyada source nahi tha.. upar se umra bhi kam... so maine us din ke baad jitne number aaye unko likhte gaya aur pure samay... din.. raat wo pattern pakadne ki koshish karte rahta jis par ye number nikalte hai... do-char din ke number kisi ek pattern ko follow toh karte par phhir se pattern change ho jata... tumhe yaki nahi hoga main us saal quarterly aur half yearly dono exams me all subjects me fail hua... reason wahi.. mere dimag me har samay sirf aur sirf number ghoomte the.. mano main pagal ho gaya tha. Mujhe 6-7 mahina laga us pattern ka tod nikalne me... actually ye tod nahi tha...balki pichhale mahine jo numbers aaye the.. unme matha pachchi karke maine ek date nikali 20 jan... jis din har taraf se 04 jodi banne wali thi..."rook kar maine apna seena sahlate hue Angelina ki taraf dekha.... wo badi shanti se aur ekdum dhyan se meri baat sun rahi thi...

"Toh us din maine 04 par 500 lagaya... aurrrr.."bolte-bolte mera seene me itni jor se jalan hui ki main bolte hue rook gaya aur apna seena sahlane laga...

"Paaa..ni.."

Maine Pani piya, jis-se mujhe thodi rahat mili aur apna seena sahlate hue maine aage bolna shuru kiya...

"Toh us din main kafi sure tha ki 04 hee banega aur.... 04 hee bana.. us umra me mere hath me 40,000 rupaye aa gaye the.. 6-7 mahine 04 ke liye waste kar diya tha aur baki bache din us 40 hazar ko kharch karne me... jiska result ye nikla ki mera result barbaad ho gaya.. passed by grace aur us chirand ne... puri garmi.. jab bhi mujhe dekhta.. har jagah mera result puchhta. Har din.. har waqt sala mujhe torture kar raha tha wo.. uske sath koyi bhi ho, mere sath koyi bhi ho... bas wo mujhe dekh le toh uska muh fat jata tha. Anytime...anywhere... madarr... sorry. Mera matlab, usne mera jeena haram kar diya tha... jiske baad maine padhna shuru kiya and the rest is history..." 

"Tum chahte toh itna sab kuch 3-4 lines me summarize kar sakte the aur ye tumhare seene me kya hua hai..."

"'Pata nahi.. andar hee andar jalan ho raha hai... adhik cigarette peene ki vazah se hoga... ek do baar pahle bhi ho chuka hai.. normal hai.."

"Ok.. what's your aim in life..."

"Aim... kuch nahi.... i can become anything i want... even a doctor and for that i just need to connect myself to that universe, where i would be a Doctor..."

"Maybe you haven't found your passion yet..."

"Actually, i already found it. I want to become a Sanyasi and settle in the Himalayas ... the most distant, all alone ... busy in myself. I want solitude so that I can write epics and by doing this i'll heal my soul.... in a way it will be a mediation."

"And that's... i mean.. all this.. becoming a sanyasi... writing epics in himalayas is your aim... ?"

"Why not, what's wrong in it... i'll be an Epicstar.. "

"Epicstar..?"

"I don't... know. I just created that word..."

"Very good... so you want to write stories.. Tell me, something about your stories or epics you're gonna write.."

"First I'll write about myself.. in 2 parts.. in first part i'll show my college life and in second.. i don't have any idea and then i'll write another epic.. Hiraeth and then another... Rogue Black hole.. and then another... After the Mirror.. and then.. The Solar Eclipse and then.... Rise of the Warrior and then.. Zero Point... and then... Deadfall and then...."

"Ok.. stop..."mujhe achanak se chup kara kar Angelina boli... " hiii... Xalxo"

"I'm sorry .. mujhe disturb nahi karna chahiye tha.. par..."paas aakar us 3-Dimensional Ordinary Assistant ne Angelina ke kaan me kuch kaha aur use jo kahna tha, wo kahkar wo turant waha se jaane laga... jiske baad maine us-se wahi kaha jo maine first time kaha tha...

"And Don't forget to chant my name.. remember..? Your all sins will be forgiven and you'll go straight to the heaven..."
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"Di.. please, take care of it... he's having a blood rush.."mujhe completely ignore markar Xalxo ne Angelina par dabav banaya....

"Diii.. ? toh ye Xallll.. sala pronunciation kya hoga.. iske name ka.. toh ye Xalxo, Angelina ka bhai hai.. main khamkha sochne laga tha ki Angelina ka iske sath affair hoga... par sala ye dikhta kaisa hai. kaha, Angelina... kudarat ka karishma aur kaha ye... kudarat ka shraap... Angelina ka toh nahi par lagta hai Angelina ki maa ka zaroor affair raha hoga..."
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Xalxo ke jaane ke baad Angelina Silva mujhe kuch der ke liye ghoorti rahi... is tarah shayad wo apna gussa thanda kar rahi hai thi...

"Tum samajh gaye hai na..."

Jis par maine haan me sar hilaya...

"Good... don't do it again.. now we're done.. your next session is on..."

"I'm sorry, i promise... I.N.D.I.A."udas hote hue maine kaha...

" I.N.D.I.A. ?"

"i'll never do it again... kabhi padha nahi kya " bolkar main hasne laga...

"You know.. you aren't terrific.. you're terrible... but ok.. lets move on.. what you do in free time.."

"lawde se khelta hoon"main badbadaya...

" hmm .."

"Main aage ke liye plan banata hoon.. matlab aage, jo bhi problem aane wali hai.. unke liye main yojnaye banate rahta hoon.. pahle main ek plan banata hoon phhir us plan ke liye.. ek dusra plan.. taaki yadi first wala kisi karanvash flop ho gaya toh...? Aur phhir un dono ke liye.. ek teesara aur un teeno ke liye ek chautha... is tarah kisi bhi ek situation se nikalne ke liye mere paas kayi tareeke hote hai..."

"ookayy.. ahem.. par tumhe pata kaise chalta hai ki aane wale dino me kya aane wala hai... matlab tumhe aane wali problems ka pata kaise chalta hai, ab ye mat kahna ki tum future bhi dekh sakte ho "mand-mand muskurate hue Angelina boli...

"main khud problems create karta hoon.... "agal-bagal, aage-peechhe dekh kar main dheere se bola " example ke taur par Daddu ko le lo... Daddu ko toh jaanti hee hogi, ya phhir suna toh hoga hee... use jail bhejne ke peechhe mera hath tha, par kisi ko batana mat..."

par Angelina ne mujhe yahi par roka aur ek card meri taraf khiskate hue session khatm kar di... card kisi doctor ka tha. Angelina ne mujhe us-se milne ki salah di... jis-par maine apna sar haan me hilaya aur seene me hath firate hue utha..

" one request... Quit smoking.. it's damn injurious to your health"

"Yeah, it's injurious to health.. causes cancer etc. etc. I read it on packet... it may be bad for my health but good for my soul.... aur sharir ka kya hai Silva ji, Sharir toh nashvar hai.. aaj hai, kal nahi rahega.. lekin cigarette kal bhi thi aur kal bhi rahegi.. anyway.. sayonara........."

"bye and don't die..."
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Memorial Hospital se nikal kar main city bus me baitha.. jis seat par main baitha uske just aage wali seat par ek policewala ek bachche ke sath baitha hua tha...

"Papa, aee Nagar Nigam ka hothe... madam kal bole rahis ki maloom karke aabo"

"Jis shahar ya kasbe ki jansankhya 2 lakh ya us-se adhik hoti hai toh waha prashashan ke liye ek sthaniya sarkar banayi jati hai, use hee Nagar Nigam kahte hai.."

"Aur ye Collector ka hothe..."us bachche ne apne baap se agla sawal puchha... par mera dhyan us bachche par bilkul nahi tha.

Mera dhyan toh us policewe pe tha.. kyunki Police se mera pyar barso purana tha... us din jab mere gharwalo ne mujhe police ke hawale kiya toh wo pura din aur raat mujhe thane me bitana pada... mere kapde utarwakar unhone mujhe lockup me toh nahi dala par thane me baitha kar zaroor rakha.. naa toh maine wo pura din kuch khaya aur na hee puri raat... aur phhir dusare din mujhe waha se jaane ke liye bol diya gaya... 

"Dekh.. tera ye first time hai, isliye aise hee warning dekar chhod de rahe hai... warna jail bhi jaata..."

Pura ek din ho chuka tha, kuch khaye-piye hue.. isliye mu-chodi karne ka mera koyi mann nahi tha.. isliye main mann gira ke waha se bahar jaane laga...

"Tere baap ke karan chhod diya tujhe, warna itni jaldi nahi chhut-ta... warning dekar chhod raha hoon..."

"Mere baap ne ye bolne ke liye kaha ya phhir mere bhai ne...?"

"Kya matlab..."

"Matlab ki.. mujhe ye pata hai ki tu mere bhai ke sath baith ke gurchhare udata hai aur mere bhai ke kahne par hee mujhe kal ek glass paani tak nahi diya tum logo ne... main chahu toh ek hafte ke andar tujhse sorry bulwa sakta hoon.. par kya hai ki, main apna level maintain karke chalta hoon... aur ek baat... main berojgar hoon, bakchod nahi... isliye ye darane-dhamkane wali harqat kisi aur ke saamne karna.. fuck you..."

"Main chahta toh tujhe lockup me puri raat rakh sakta tha, par tere baap ne tujhe bacha liya.. 75 hazar rupaye tere baap ne diye us ladke ke baap ko, jiska tune sar foda tha..."

"Fuck you...again"

"Oye idhar aaa... kya bola S.I. sir ko.."

"Fuck you, too.."

"Jaane de khemu ise... apne Vipin ka bhai hai..."
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Police station se nikalne ke baad main cigarette peene ek thele me gaya.. ye thela wahi thela tha.. jaha se ek baar maine gusse me cigarette ka packet bina paise diye utha liya tha... par us waqt jo aadmi baitha karta tha, wo ab budha ho chuka tha... lekin uski umra ka uski yaddasht se koyi takaja nahi tha.. wo mujhe dekhne ke kuch der baad hee pahchan gaya...

"Tuuuu..."

"Kya haal hai uncle, kafi jawan dikh rahe ho.. ghabrao mat, aaj cigarette ka packet lekar nahi bhagunga.. do Marlboro do."

"Ee le.. toh wo tu hai, jiske baare me budhau hume do saal se paka raha hai..."

Maine unki taraf dekha, jinhone ye kaha tha.. wo school ke ladke the aur kamal ki baat toh ye thi ki wo mere hee school ke ladke the... maine do Cigarette ek sath muh me fasayi aur dono ko jalakar kash marne ke baad bola...

"... yadi mere baare me aur janna hai toh apne Principal se puchhna ki... Arman kaun tha.. "
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Cigarette peene ke baad main ghar pahucha.. bahar wale room me meri Maa, 2-3 aurato ke sath baithi hui thi....

"Bahar Car khadi hai, matlab door ke jaan-pahchan wale honge..."bina kisi ko hi..hello kahte hue main seedhiya chadhne laga...

"Arey, tum log ye kya itna bhari-bhari jwellery pahane rahti ho har waqt, mera toh bilkul bhi mann nahi karta... ekdum simple rahti hoon main.."bahar se aayi 3-4 aurato me se ek boli.. 
aur ye sunte hee main bola

"Bahana mat maro aunty ji... Pahan-ne ke liye hona bhi toh chahiye tab na pahnogi.. wo kya hai na, ki... buggi me safar karne wala har aadmi yahi bolta hai ki.. Car me sawari karne me use maza nahi aata... Lodh.."

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Aur phhir mujhe meri galti ka ahsaas hua... waha baithi safi aurato ka muh fata ka fata rah gaya tha.. wo kabhi seedhiyo ki taraf mujhe dekhti toh kabhi meri Maa ko...

"Sorry....."itna bolkar main waha se khisak liya...
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"River View Colony wale.... utar jao.." RVC aane par bus wala jor se chillaya aur main dheere-dheere waha se utarkar apne room ki taraf chal diya...

Room jaate waqt main har un nishan ko parakhte ja raha tha, jise maine RVC me jaane wale raaste ke ird-gird, deewar par ya phhir ped par banaya tha... aur phhir ant me maine apne dono hath dekhe... dono hath me A letter ab bhi tha..

"yeah，i'm in my world.."

Main apne room me pahucha, apna laptop khola aur purane photos dekhne laga... lekin Vipin bhaiya ki shadi ke time ki pics maine kis folder me rakhi thi, mujhe yaad nahi aa raha tha... aur total 100+ folder the aur kisi ka bhi naam maine simple nahi rakha tha... ki dekhte hee samajh jaun ki iske andar kaun si photos hongi...

"Corruption... yesss.. yaad aaya, Corruption naam hai, folder ka..."

MAine folder khola aur ek taraf se photos dekhna shuru kar diya....

"Ye toh behan ki lodi.. jhaat.. thi. Kutiya din bhar maa chudate rahti thi idhar se udhar..." ek pic dekhkar maine kaha 

"aur ye maa ki lawdi, toh randi thi... aur ye mere bua ka ladka.... har samay meri copy karte rahta tha aur ye raha main... The Most dashing Person of the Family... apne room ke bahar railing par dono hath rakh kar neeche chal rahe chutiyape ko dekhte hue.. ye photo meri Mausi ke ladke ne kheechi thi... kitna bada fan tha wo mera, din bhar mujhse kuch na kuch puchhte hee rahta tha.. jab in sabko marunga, toh sirf use hee jinda chhodunga. "

Phhir main Photo me khud ko dekhne laga... dono pair sahi salamat, dono hath sahi salamat... tab main dono aankh se dekh sakta tha... jiske baad main ek baar phhir se 8th Semester ke baad ki meri life ke baare me sochne laga...
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Police station se aane ke baad maine kisi se kuch nahi kaha tha aur na hee kisi ne mujhse.. Pahle-pahal wo aurate jinhe maine apne ghar me dekha tha , unhe dekh kar yahi laga tha ki bas aise hee routine Visit par aayi hongi.. par wo routine Visit nahi tha. Wo shadi ke pahle hone wali kayi rashmo me se ek rasham thi, jise nibhane wo aayi thi aur wo akeli nahi thi.. aaj aur bhi bahut se log aa gaye the.. mere lagbhag sabhi relatives , agal-bagal rahne wale log... jansakhya itni badh gayi thi... mujhe ajeeb lagne laga, mera dimag kharab hone laga... sab log idhar se udhar... udhar se idhar chahalkadmi kar rahe the... isi beech waha mera Cousin aaya, jise main bachpan se Chini bola karta tha... ye meri mausi ka wahi ladka tha, jo mera bahut bada fan tha... jise main zinda chhodne ki baat kuch der pahle kar raha tha...

"Bhaiya aaloo ke parathe khaoge..."meri taraf plate karke usne puchha...

"Chal be door chal Chini, warna ghol kar pee jaunga..."apna mobile use dekar maine kaha

"le ek mast photo le aur yadi photo achchhi aayi toh IUPAC nomenclature aise.... yuun... yunn... aadhe ghante me clear kar dunga..."

"promise..? "

"I swear, I Promise, I Guarantee..."

Aur phhir usne wo photo li, jo main abhi apne laptop me dekh raha tha....

"These corrupted people... jabran ka reeti-rivaj follow karte rahte hai... sab chutiyapa hai... yahi se Corruption panapta hai.....i think, i hate them all"pose dete hue maine chini se kaha...

"Done..."mera mobile mujhe dekar Chini bola..

"toh kab aaun.."

"Pahle ye bata ki yaha sabse handsome ladka kaun hai.."

"Aap ho..."

"Hai na.. mere sath kuch bhi ho, yahi bolkar khud ko motivate karta hoon ki sala kuch bhi ho, handsome toh dikhta hee hoon... chal bye..."
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Chini ko wahi upar chhodkar main seedhiyo se neeche aaya, neeche kuch log kaam me lage hue the, toh kuch log gappe lada rahe the... wahi mere ghar ke main gate ke paas ek aurato ka jhund khada hokar khi-khii kar raha tha... jinme abhi mere neeche aane ke dauran kuch aur aurate shamil ho gayi thi... us jhund me adhiktar wo the, jinhe mere kaand ki sari jaankari thi.. par unme kuch aisi bhi thi jo kafi door-daraj se aayi thi aur mujhe aaj bhi waise dekhti thi jaise main pahle tha... jiska andaza mujhe tab laga jab mujhe unme se ek ne rok liya... mujhe toh pata bhi nahi tha ki behanchod wo hai kaun... usne mera hath pakda aur mujhe apni taraf kheech liya...

"Arman kitna bada ho gaya na, Kusum..."mere sar par hath firakar hair style kharab karte hue wo apni dusari saheli se boli...

"Mera lund bhi bada ho gaya hai... madarchod, baal bigad ke rakh diya pura..."maine Socha aur apna baal sahi karne laga...

"Bachpan me kitni shararat karta tha, ek baar bhagta tha toh koyi pakad hee nahi pata tha ise.. 4-4 log lagte the, ise pakadne me..."abki baar mere gaal par hath ferte hue wo chhinar boli

"pahle pakad nahi pati thi... Abhi ke kaand sunegi toh moot maaregi re lawdi... chhod mujhe"maine phhir socha...

"Arman, ruko... main tumhe kisi se milwati hoon... Nillllayy.. Nilay... Nilu... come here, baby..."

Ek jhat barabar launda, jhat type ke kapde pahankar, jhato ki tarah daud ke aaya aur us aurat ke bhosde se chipak gaya, mera matlab us aurat ko pakad liya...

"Nilay, baby.. Shake hands.."

Aur phhir mera hath pakad kar mujhse boli... "Arman, hum na abhi jitne din yaha hai, tum ise training de do.. ise basketball bahut pasand hai... bolo, doge na ise training... bolo, Arman... training doge na ise.."

"Ye koyi kutte ka pilla hai kya, jo main ise training du...you just get lost.. biiitch.. with your potato face son..."

Aur phhir ghor sannata..mere ye kahte hee wo sabhi aurate khamosh ho gayi.. usne ahiste-ahiste mera hath chhoda aur apne bete ko leke udas mann ke sath waha se chali gayi...

"Sooo.. Sorrrrrrr... Sorry... meri juban fisal gayi... fuck..."
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Main apne ghar se nikla aur us dukaan ki taraf jaane laga, jiski vazah se maine ek din jail me gujara tha... dukaan ki taraf jaate hue mujhe ek ghar ke saamne do ladkiya dikhi.. ek mere hee age ki thi toh ek kafi badi.. wo dono mast hilte-dulte, haste-khilkhilate EK-dusare ko hath-pair maarte hue aapas me baat kar rahi thi... un dono me se ek ko jo mere age ki thi use main jaanta tha, wo mere sath School me padhi thi.. 

"Pahle kaise jhat dikhti thi.. naak bahta rahta tha iska aur aaj.. maal ban gayi... pichhale 6-7 saal me sala puri duniya idhar se udhar ho gayi... ab toh lagta hee nahi ki ye mera hometown hai.. aisa lagta hai, jaise kisi ne jabardasti mujhe yaha laakar patak diya ho... par main is ladki ko jaanta hoon.. bachpan me ek mukka mara tha ise, jiske baad isne mera hath kaat liya tha aur phhir maine baal pakad kar mukka hee mukka mara tha, behan ki lawdi ko... achchhi maa chodi thi iski us din... gaand se moot mari thi us din ye... hahaha.. aaj bhi ek mukka maarne ko mil jaye toh aisa jor se mukka iski pond me marunga ki pond pichak jayega iska... madarchodin nahi toh..."

Bina un dono ki taraf dekhe main seedhe, seedha chalta raha.. wo dono pahle toh normally baat kar rahi thi, par jab main unke paas pahucha toh unki aawaz thodi badh gayi.. is dauran jo mere sath school me padhi thi wo apne saamne wali se boli...

"Mere jija ji, na... Pantaloon me dress designer hai..."haste hue wo lagbhag chilla kar boli..

"Pantaloons me..?"rook kar maine puchha...

"Haan kyun... "

"Toh unko bolo ki dhang se kaam kare, aaj tak ek bhi chiz pasand nahi aaya mujhe pantaloons ka.. ekdum raddi maal rahta hai.. yuck..."

Aur phhir main itna bolkar aage badh gaya.... us dukan ki taraf jaha kal mera locha hua tha...
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Update-160
"Do Marlboro de be..."dukan me ghusne ke sath hee main bola.. 
Usne chupchap mujhe do Marlboro diya aur dukan ke ek kinare me rakha jhadu pakad liya...

"Mere ghar me yadi tune bataya ki main yaha cigarette lene aaya tha toh, jo haal tere bhatije ka kiya tha... wahi tera bhi karunga.... aur chal maafi maang..."

"Tu jaa yaha se, mujhe faltu ka lafda nahi chahiye..."

"Madarchod, maafi maang..."uske dukan me saamne jo chocolate ke dibbe rakkhe the, unhe girakar maine kaha...

"Bhosdike.. tere baap ke umar ka hoon main aur tu mujhe gali de raha raha hai"wo dukandar bola... ....... rote hue.. jis-se main confuse ho gaya ki wo mujhpe gussa kar raha hai ya mujhse pareahan hokar rone laga hai...

"Main bhi toh tere bete ka umar ka tha.. toh phhir tune mujhe wo kyun kaha... maafi mang, suarchod... "

"Maaf kar de...."rote hue wo bola...

"Aaj ke baad kisi ko chidhayega..."

"Naaaayiii..."

"Good... teri beti kaha.."

"Kaaahheee.."

"Aise hee.. ab hum dono dost hai na, toh is hisab se wo bhi meri beti hui na......"

"School gayi hai.."

"Uspe nazar rakh... chudaane lagi hai kisi se... ya phhir kahi tu hee toh... um-hmmm.. ahem... sale, incest lover.. bitiyachod... anyway, mera baap tere se relation wapas thik karne ke liye tujhe mere bhai ki shadi ka card dega... gaand fad dalunga, yadi aaya toh aur sach me teri beti kisi se chudwa rahi hai... kyunki randiyo ko.. main shakl se pahchan jaata hoon aur teri beti... "
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Main apni us photo me kafi der tak khoya raha, shayad isliye kyunki.. ab main physically waisa nahi tha. Ab main single haddi tha aur din-ba-din meri halat bigadti jaa rahi thi.. mera sharir kamjor hota ja raha tha... phhir maine next pe click kiya.. aur phhir next pe.. 

" ye kya-kya photo kheecha hai Chini ne.... ab khane ki photo kaun kheechta hai aur ye badsurat aurato ke hath me lagi mehandi ki photos... lesbo sala "darjano photos mark kar delete karte hue maine kaha "sala mera mobile liye ghoomta tha aur meri hee photo nahi liya.. aisa lagta hai, jaise sala main dusare universe me rahta hoon... ekat photo bas kahi-kahi dikhti hai... haan ye aayi... meri photo... isko bolte hai photo... god damn , i miss my room... par ye selfie hai kaun se time ki.. main toh selfie leta hee nahi... jaroor jab main use IUPAC nomenclature padha raha hounga... tab ki hogi... arey haan usi time ki hai.."

Maine wo photo ghuma-ghuma kar.. Zoom-Zoom karke dekhne laga.......
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"Bhaiya ek selfie... idhar dekho..."

"Tu yaha padhne aaya hai ya photo kheechne... be.. jab dekho tab photo kheechte rahta hai... idhar dekh.. iska IUPAC name... 4-isopropyl 5- propyloctane hoga..."

Par, Chini ne meri baat ko fully ignore kiya aur copy me maine jo structure banaya tha.. uska photo kheechkar... selfie ke sath Instagram me daal diya...

"#Reading...#IUPAC_nomenclature...#it's_very_easy_friends..."

"Very easy... ?"

"Samajh nahi rahe bhaiya.. is-se ladkiya impress ho jayengi aur phhir class me mujhse puchhne aayengi..."

"Chal ab idhar dekh... last 5 minutes... 5,5 dimethyl... abey udhar kya dekh raha hai.. idhar dekh... abey idhar... idhar... copy ki taraf... tujhe sunayi nahi deta kya... gate me teri girlfriend hai jo tu use dekh raha hai..."

"Palat ke dekho..."

"Kya palat ke dekhu..."peechhe mudke maine dekha... 

Gate par ek ladki khadi thi.. jo mast deewar se tik-kar pura nazara dekh rahi thi... use dekh-kar maine apne dimag me guess karna shuru kar diya ki wo kaun ho sakti hai... 

"Tumhe mera autograph chahiye...?"jab mere dimag ne Error..not found show kiya toh maine us ladki se puchha...

"Char pahle le bhi leti.. par abhi nahi... "andar aakar wo boli aur mere bistar par kuch documents vagerah rakh di..

"Ise sambhal kar rakhna..."

"Ye hai kaun be..."sochte hue maine documents dekha.. "Rumi Pandey... ye toh Pandey ji ki badi laundiya ka naam hai.. par ye wo nahi hai... matlab... iski maa ka... bandook kaha mera, do-do trigger wala..."

"Vipin bhaiya ko de dena... unhone manga tha.. Di....., ka passport me name update karwana hai... "

"Yes mam.. aur koyi seva..."

"Aur toh kuch nahi.. bas yahi de dena... wo neeche hai, unhone kaha ki unke room me rakh du.. par tum dikh gaye..."waha se jaate hue wo boli... "aur chemistry me mere tumse jyada number the..."

"Dekha be isko.. tere class me bhi hai kya aisi..."uske jaane ke baad maine chini se puchha..

"Hai toh bahut, par aisi nahi hai..."laar tapkate hue Chini bola...

"Shabaah... beta.. sahi line me jaa rahe ho..."

"Bhaiya ek selfie..."

"Hat be.. din bhar selfie... selfie... itna bhi selfish aadmi nahi hoon main ki dinbhar selfie leta rahu..."

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"Ye aurat..?"next photo dekh kar maine socha "jani-pahchani lag rahi hai.. Zaroor mujhse kabhi gali khayi hogi.."

Maine us aurat ko ignore kiya aur next par click kiya.. Lekin abki baar bhi usi ki photo aayi, WO bhi dusare pose me.. Maine phhir next par click kiya aur phhir se usi ki photo.. Istarah back to back 8-10 photos usi usi ki thi.. Jinko mark karke maine delete kiya...

"Ye randi hai kaun... Kahi wo tohhh.. Abeyyy.. Teriii.. Sorry aunty ji.."pic wapas recycle karke maine kaha "us din ke liye sorry... "

Ab jaisa ki maine bataya ki gharwalo ke chakkar me hum sabko kayi aise kaam karne padte hai, Jo Hume ratti bhar bhi nahi pasand rahta.. Duniya bhar ke niyam-kanoon.. Reeti-riwaz.. Ye mat karo, wo mat karo... Yaha jao.. Waha jao.. Ye lekar aao, ise lekar aao.. Ek toh betichod mehmaan itne rahte hai ki inhi ki sewa-satkar me gand se dhua fek deta hai.. Inhi sab chizo ne College ke baad mera dimag chod diya tha.. Main itna frustrate rahta tha ki koyi mera naam bhi le le.. Toh.. Darjano gali main use mann me de diya karta tha aur isi sab ke beech.. Gharwalo ne mera dimag chodne ka ek aur naya plan banaya... Mandir jaane ka... 
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"Lawda.. kabhi kabhi sochta hoon ki, Zindagi kitni aasan hoti yadi isme pariwar ka chutiyapa na hota toh.. Jab dekho tab lawda.. Ye karo.. Wo karo.. Lawda dekho, lahsun dekho.. Chatni dekho, chavanbahar dekho.. Sab Vipin bhaiya ki kartoot hai.. Pandey ji ki beti se milna hee tha toh mard ki tarah milte, aise mandir aane ka bahana kyun kiya... Upar se itni lambi line.. Madarchodo ,aage toh badho be...."baye side sar nikalkar maine aage dekhte hue badbadaya "sab saale narak me jaoge... Ek toh inke niyam ki yaha khana nahi khaoge toh pooja adhoori rah jayegi.. Vipin bhaiya bhi, ek laundiya ke chakkar me kya-kya karwa rahe hai.. Main toh Angelina ke liye bhi itna na karu.... Khud toh setting jama ke nikal liye aur main... Yaha line me.. Waise main hee baad me aata hoon bolkar, cigarette peene chala gaya tha..."
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UPDATE-161
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Ghanto line me dhakka-mukki karne ke baad finally mera number aaya.... Khana khane ke baad main utha aur tanker ki taraf pani peene gaya.. Par waha bhi itni bheed thi ki bheed dekhte hee meri pyas hee bujh gayi, lekin jaanwaro ki tarah jo khana khaya tha use chhipane ke liye hath-muh toh dhona hee tha.. Isliye main side se gaya aur ek disposal utha kar apna hath aage badhaya...

"Bhai, isme dal na.."maine aawaz markar kaha.. 

" thoda sa isme de na yar..."maine ek aur baar kaha... par usne ab bhi dhyan nahi diya

"abey deeenaaa..." maine ek aur baar apna luck aajmaya lekin wo launda jo pani de raha tha.. Wo sirf ladies ki taraf hee magan raha.. Jiske baad main aise hee kuch der aur hath me disposal liye khada raha aur phhir bola..

"Arey isme dalega.. Ajeeb aadmi hai, sala phhir se ignore maar diya.."

"Sunayi nahi de raha hai kya.."maine thoda tez aawaz me kaha par usne is baar bhi bilkul dhyan nahi diya... 

Maine disposal wahi tod-marodkar feka aur gusse me aise hee joothe muh wapas Car ki taraf chal diya.. Main jaise waha se door ja raha tha mera gussa badhta ja raha tha ki madarchod, seene me ek billa laga ke sala khud ko hero samajh raha hai.. main peechhe muda aur wapas tanker ki taraf badha.. Maine ek disposal liya aur jor se bola..

"Abeyy madaaaarchod, bhadwa-giri baad me karna.. Pahle Pani dal"
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Jiske baad hum dono ki ghamasan bahas hui.. WO bhi mujhe gaali deta aur main bhi use gali deta.. Par gaaliyo ke level me kafi antar tha.. Maine aisi-aisi galiya di ki waha mauzood aurate, ladkiya waha se jaane lagi aur aadmiyo ne waha jhund banana shuru kar diya....
"Ye itni gandi-gandi gali de raha hai.. Ye hai kiska ladka"waha ikatthi ho rahi bheed me se ek ne puchha..

"Tu kiska ladka hai.."us-se maine puchha..

"Ye hai kaun.. Kayde se baat kar.."

"Nikal lawda, nahi toh phhir main dayi bhi chodta hoon.. Aur tu be..."ek jhapad kheech kar pani dene wale ladke ko marte hue maine kaha..

"Tu bhosdike.. Aainda yaha laundiya-bazi karta nazar aaya na toh.... Teri maa ki gand me petrol chhidak-kar aag laga dunga, gand me hath lagakar bhagegi teri maa... aur phhir pichhwade me pani daalte rahna"

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"Tujhe samajh nahi aata kya.. Kyun family ki izzat ki aisi-taisi karwate rahta hai.."ghaseet karne mujhe le jaate hue Vipin Bhaiya ne kaha..

"Hath hata be.. Public me mujhse dhang se pesh aaya kar.. Warna School me jaise bench utha ke Mara tha na... Wahi scene repeat kar dunga.."hath hatakar dhakka dete hue maine kaha..

"Tuuu..."

"Heyyyy..."Pandey ji ki badi beti yani Rumi waha pata nahi kaha achanak se as dhamki.. Usne Vipin Bhaiya ko hii kaha aur phhir mujhe dekh-kar boli...

"Hello, Arman.. Looking gorgeous..."

Rumi Pandey ko dekhkar Vipin Bhaiya ekdum se shant ho gaye aur jhooth-mooth ka muskurane lage... Jis par maine socha ki yadi abhi se ye haal hai toh phhir Shadi ke baad kya hoga...? Vipin Bhaiya toh shant ho gaye the, Lenin mera dimag ab bhi kharab tha.. Jiski vazah ye thi ki, mere saamne ab wo vazah khadi thi, jiski vazah se ye Sab taam-jhaam ho raha tha... Jiski vazah se mujhe aaj yaha aana pada tha...

"Itne chup kyun ho..."jab hum teeno waha se car ki taraf chale toh Pandey ji ki laundiya mujhse puchhi..

"Dekho aisa hai..."chalte hue achanak se ruk-kar maine kaha" jis-se baat karna hai directly karo.. Mujhe medium mat banao aur next time yadi ek-dusare se milne ka mann ho toh seedhe-seedhe milna.. banana chahiye hoga toh mujhse puchh lena main bata dunga..."
Maine itna kaha aur waha se peechhe mudkar paidal hee ghar ke liye nikal gaya... 

gusse me main waha se chala toh aaya tha par aadhe ghante tak paidal chalne ke baad bhi jab main aadhi doori tak nahi pahucha toh mujhe ahsaas hua ki role-role me mujhe paidal nahi aana chahiye the..

Us din main 2 ghante lagatar paidal chala, tab jakar ghar pahucha.. Ek toh 2 ghante chalne ke baad waise bhi thak gaya tha, upar se ghar pahuchte hee.. bapu ka lecture chalu ho gaya.. kyunki Kisi ne unhe phone karke bata diya tha ki mandir me maine aaj kya kiya tha.. Jiske baad unhone pelam-pel meri insult ki aur sath me ye bhi kaha ki main yadi aisa hee raha toh Zindagi me kuch nahi kar paunga... Vagerah-vagerah...
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Bapu ka lecture jhelne ke baad main apne room me pahucha aur pahuchte hee bistar par let gaya... Main bahut jyada thak gaya tha upar se mandir jaane ke chakkar me gharwalo ne waise bhi subah-subah utha diya tha.. Isliye bistar me girne ke thodi der baad hee merit aankhe bhari hone lagi.. sone ka mahol banne laga.. Ki tabhi maine kisi ke rone ki aawaz suni.. kisi aurat ke rone ki aawaz... koyi aurat bahut jor-jor se to rahi thi aur mera dil tab dahal utha jab maine ye gaur kiya ki rone ki aawaz mere ghar se hee aa rahi hai... main turant utha aur dhad-dhada ke neeche us oor bhaga, jidhar se aawaz aa rahi thi...
"Ky..kya.. Kyaa hua.."gate ke pass ruk-kar maine hafte hue apni maa se puchha...
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Mujhe ye dekhkar us samay bahut sukoon mila, jab maine apni maa ko shanti se us aurat ke bagal me baithe hue paya... Jis aurat ki tasveer main is samay apne laptop me dekh raha tha... Wo rone ki aawaz usi aurat ki thi... Wo mere ghar ke saamne baith kar, let-kar, lipat-kar Paglo ki tarah ro rahi thi.. Main bahut gahri neend se uthkar aaya tha, isliye mujhe shuru me bahut der tak toh samajh hee nahi aaya ki wo kyun ro rahi hai... par phhir jab maine mere ghar me is waqt mauzood baki logo se puchha toh.. Unhone kaha ki is aurat ka husband chal basa.. un logo ne ye bhi bataya ki uske husband ki kidney-vidney kharab thi bahut samay se aur Delhi le-jaate waqt ambulance me hee uski maut ho gayi... 

"matlab husband iska mara aur ye neend meri kharab kar rahi hai..."maine kaha

"Arman, behave man... uska husband Mar gaya"

"mar gaya toh.. mar gaya... is me main kya karu, maine mara kya.... Jo mere ghar pe aakar ro rahi hai... Chal bhag yaha se... aur tum log, jo faltu ka tamaasha dekh rahe ho.. ye koyi shamshan ghat hai kya..? jo jhund bana ke khade ho... bhago be yaha se... roti hui aurat ko dekhne ka itna hee shauk hai toh jao.. apne ghar me kisi ko mar dena.. mahino rone ki aawaz sunayi degi..."
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Main chup tha aur Angelina bhi chup thi... par mujhe andar hee andar maloom tha ki wo mujhe andar hee andar dhikkar rahi thi... main Angelina ke sath apne agle session me tha aur ye sab sun-ne kebaad wo bilkul chup ho gayi thi aur uske sath-sath main bhi bilkul chup ho gaya tha... wo mujhe bahut der tak dekhti rahi, ghoorti rahi, mann hee mann me dhikkarti rahi... aur phhir boli...

"You know, Arman.. You aren't terrefic.. You're terrible..."

"yep..."
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Chapter-41: The Rogue Philosopher *Update-162*
"You know, Arman.. You aren't terrefic.. You're terrible..."

"yep..."

"so,you admit that you've done some terrible things in the past"

"yep..."

"and do you regret it.."

" nope." Angelina ke spectcle me apna chehra dekh kar baal banate hue maine kaha... aur ab ek baar phhir se Angelina chup ho gayi thi... 

main bahut der tak apna baal banate raha aur phhir jab Angelina ne apni chuppi nahi todi toh main bola....

"Life is a tragedy Silva ji... and you must face it but if you can't or don't want to then suicide is another option"

"What is it..? Your another philosophy ? Kya tumne kabhi ek minute ke liye bhi ya phhir ek second ke liye bhi socha ki tumne Jo us din us lady ko Jo kaha wo kitna... kitnaaaa..."

"behuda.."

"haan.. Wo kitna behuda tha...?"

"Behuda...? main toh us lady ko satvana se raha tha..."

"aur ye tumhara tareeka hai.. kisi ko satvana dene ka.."

"six magical words.."kandhe uchkate hue maine kaha...

" Is-se achchha toh tum kisi ko satvana na hee do.. kya tumhe sach me kuch dikhayi-sunayi nahi deta... Tumhe ratti bhar bhi andaza hai ki tumne kya kiya tha.."

"Maine jo kaha wo mujhe kahna hee tha... Kyunki uske rone ki aawaz mere dimag ki nashe fad rahi thi... Uski aawaz un-jheleble thi... Actually mujhe bahut bura laga tha... Itna jyada ki main wo kahne ke liye mazboor ho gaya..."

"Kya...? Ye main kya sun rahi hoon... Mujhe toh laga tha ki tumhe kuch fark nahi padta..."

"Fark padta hai, par main kisi ko batata nahi... Ye kala maine.. bachpan me seekhi thi. Main shuruat se hee bahut sensitive type insaan tha.. Matlab jiska dil bahut kamjor hota hai, us type ka insaan.. Mujhe har chhoti se chhoti buri chiz buri lagti hai, phhir chahe wo jaydad ke lalach me lad rahe do bhai hee kyun na ho... Phhir chahe platform par bheekh magta hua koyi bhikhari hee kyun na ho... ye sab chhoti-chhoti buri chize mujhe bahut pareshan karti thi... mere bachpan ka hee ek wakya hai.. main jis oor se school Jata tha, waha us samay beech market me ek nayi Dukan khuli thi... Dukan kholne wale ek goonge dampatti the.. matlab kya jodi thi dono ki.. Husband bhi goonga aur uski wife bhi goongi.. unka ek 20-21 saal ka ladka tha, wo bhi goonga hee tha ya phhir shayad bahra tha.. mujhe exactly kuch yaad nahi... Unhone Jis area me apni Dukan kholi thi, waha already kayi badi-badi dukane thi aur unke grahak pahle se fix the.. Jiska nateeza ye hua ki in goonge family ki Dukan super flop..... maine kabhi bhi unke Dukan par ek bhi customer ko nahi dekha... wo goongo ki family hamesha Dukan ke us paar se is paar logo ko sadak par chalte hue dekha karte the.. Logo ko dusare dukano me jaate hue dekha karte the.. Zara socho wo kya sochte rahe honge... Yahi soch-soch kar main din-bhar... Raat-bhar pareshan raha karta tha.. unki shakl mere aankho ke saamne har waqt naachte rahti thi... Maine apne ghar me kaha bhi ki wo us Dukan se saaman le.. becharo ki kuch toh kamayi-dhamayi hogi.. Jis-par mere gharwalo ne kaha ki unhe us-se kya matlab... unki bikri ho chahe na ho... unhone unka theka leke rakha hai kya... main shant ho gaya aur phhir ek din maine unki Dukan ke samne bahut se logo ko khada hua paya...

Main kafi khush hua ye dekh-kar aur khushi-khushi me jab main unki Dukan ki taraf gaya toh meri saari Khushi.. Mera sara sukoon hawa me udd gaya.. wo bahut se log Jo waha khade the wo waha in gungo ke customer nahi the.. Balki waha tamasha dekhne ke liye khade the aur tamasha ye tha ki in teeno ko kal raat kuch choro ne chori karne ke baad unhe dukan ke sath zinda jala diya tha aur unki adhjali laash mere aankho ke saamne padi thi... in teeno ki dead body dekhte hee mera bheja khisak gaya.. matlab aisa laga jaise koyi mere dil aur dimag ko noch raha ho.. 
Main kayi din tak is sadme me raha... har samay mere dil aur dimag me wo gunge ki family.. Unki adhjali laash ghoomte rahti... maine bahut koshish ki unko bhoolne ki par main unhe bhool hee nahi pa raha tha. main us samay chhota tha, maine jyada duniya dekhi nahi thi.. isliye main har samay yahi socha rahta ki koyi itna nirdayi kaise ho sakta hai.. apne inhi khayalo me duba main ek din school se ghar laut raha tha aur raaste me unki dukan padi... "

"Inke sath bahut galat hua Arman.. Becharo ne pura paisa is Dukan me laga diya tha.. ghar.. Jameen sab bech-bach ke ye dukan kholi thi... suna hai inki do beti bhi hai.."Varun dukan ke saamne ruk-kar dukan ki oor dekhte hue bola...

"Mat bata be... bura lagta hai.. Waise chutiya the sale... maha chutiya.."

Aur usi waqt jab maine in mare hue gungo ko chutiya kaha toh usne mujhe andar se strike kiya... mujhe andar hee andar bahut acha feel hua. Mujhe bilkul bhi bura nahi laga.. Jiske baad maine unhe aur bura-bhala kaha... bhar-bhar ke gaaliya di.. Main jaise-jaise unhe gaaliya deta.. unka mazak udata waise-waise mere kaleje ko thandak mil rahi thi... Mujhe achchha mahsoos ho raha tha... isliye ise maine jaari rakha...

"Varun, wo gunge.. Sale.. Kaise baklolo ki tarah apne dukan me baithkar aane-jaane wale.... sabhi logo ko dekhte rahte the.. Phhir bhi koyi unki dukan me mootne tak nahi aata tha... Achchha hua mar gaye sale, Warna bhookhe tadap-tadap ke marte... aur jin logo ne in teeno ko zinda jalaya... Unhone bahut punya ka kaam kiya hai... unhe moksha milega... "

Aur phhir Us din maine ek trick develop ki.. Ki.. Jo chiz buri lagti hai, uska mazak udana chalu kar do... Phhir wo buri nahi lagti aur bura wo maanta hai... Jiske pass... Anyway.. leave it..."

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Main waha se utha aur bahar nikal aaya... Par main thodi der chalne ke baad wapas muda aur Angelina ke office ke bahar khada ho gaya...

"I never seen a guy like him.. He's insane... arid... You should cancel his all next sessions... Diii"

"I hate him,too... but i like his stories.. Don't you...? Arman... Arid Arman... A prissy and emotionless creature of god. Excessively fastidious and easily disgusted....why the hell god created him ?"

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"Arid Arman... What a title given by that ordinary 3-dimensional assistant.. Ek story is title pe bhi ho jaye, kya  "Sochte hue main hospital se bahar nikla...

Hospital ke bahar booking ki talaash me laar tapkate hue khade auto walo me se ek ko bulaya aur RVC me mujhe jaha utarna tha waha ka address dekar baith gaya aur auto me hee so gaya.... 
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thodi der baad jhatke ke sath achanak utha...

"Kyaa hua.. be.. Aise auto chalata hai..."

"Arey saamne log-bag khade hai.. Ab unpar chadha Du kya... ruko do minute.. abhi side se nikalta hoon.."

Itna bolkar autowala idhar-udhar handle ghuma-ghuma kar auto nikalne laga... Jaha se aage maine wo reason dekha jiski vazah se waha kuch log khade the.. Waha sadak par ek aadmi daru peekar beech sadak me audha leta hua tha... Main abhi-abhi achanak neend se jaga tha.. Isliye main dhang se us sadak par pade shaks ko nahi dekh paya.. 

"Tu ise jaanta hai kya...? dekh tujhe hath dikha raha hai.."

"Arey aise daru peekar raat ko hath dikhane wale hazaro milte hai mujhe... Salo ko yahi nahi pata hota ki.. Jaana kaha hai. do ghanta jakk-bikk.. Jakk-bikk karte rahte hai... Bhosdiwalo ko uda dena chahiye... Nagpur me aadhe accident, madarchod inhi daruo ki vazah se hote hai..."
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