WARNING
Readers/Visitors, This is an adult gay site and you may find things here which may not appear proper to you, therfore you are requested not to proceed further if you feel offended by gay sex. The stories here are purely fictional and any resemblance is purely incidental.
sab normal rahaa. subah hostel mein kisi ne pichhali raat ke baare mein mujhase koi sawaal nahin kiyaa, haan shabbir night ke baare mein zaroor baatein huyin.
mere dinner waale dost ne agale din, nahin, usi din, mujhase poochhaa,"der to nahin lagi room pahunchane mein." mainne koi routine jawaab de diyaa jisakaa matalab na haan thaa, na naa. baat khatam ho gayi. aur phir us raat kaa koi ziqr nahin huaa.
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monday ko hi exams kaa schedule declare huaa, aur sab doston ki tarah main bhi sab kuchh bhool kar padhaaee mein busy ho gaye. isaliye agar kisi ne mujhamein koi udaasi, koi chintaa dekhi bhi hogi to exam ka asar samajh kar dhyaan nahin diyaa hogaa.
main chaand ki colony ki taraf phir kabhi nahin gayaa. main dinner waale us hotel par bhi phir kabhi nahin gayaa. mainne station ke paas se nikalanaa bhi band kar diyaa.
mainne chaand kaa bag, aur us raat pahane huye apane saare baahari, bheetari kapade, cap, joote, moze, jacket kai raaton mein jaa kar alag-alag ilaakon mein so rahe bhikhaariyon ke paas daal diye.
par main har roz ke akhbaar, nahin, newspaper kaa ek-ek konaa chaat jaataa thaa aur apane chaand ki laash ki baraamadagi ki khabar dhoondhataa thaa.
kahin koi khabar nahin thi.
meraa dar badh gayaa. police ne laash baraamad kar li hogi, aur zaroor kuchh clue mil gaye honge, jisakaa investigation chal rahaa hogaa. har aahat par mujhe lagataa ki police mujhe pakadane aai hai.
mainne daily ek ghante kaa yogaa aur meditation ka ek course join kiyaa, jisane mujhe concentrate aur introspect karane mein bahut madad kari. mainne apane chaand aur us qatl se dhyaan hataane ke liye padhaaee ko sahaaraa banaayaa. main khoob jee lagaa kar padhaa.
mere exam achchhe huye. mainne apane batch mein top kiyaa. main bhi baaki sabhi logon jaisaa aashcharyachakit thaa.
par kisi bhi newspaper mein chaand ki laash ki koi khabar nahin thi. usi chakkar mein main exam ke baad ki chhuttiyon mein ghar bhi nahin gayaa. kisi development course kaa bahaanaa maaraa, aur hostel mein hi rukaa.
mujhe chaand ki hard disks kaa investigation bhi to karanaa thaa. main unhein is beech dekh chukaa thaa, par unamein har file kisi aise format mein code ki gayi thi jisake baare mein mujhe kuchh nahin maaloom thaa. kisi site yaa company kaa naam tak nahin aataa thaa. har file access karane par password poochhate thi, aur teen baar wrong password dene par file password poochhanaa bhi band kar deti thi, aur shaayad permanently locked ho jaati thi. jab do theen files aise hi block ho gayin, to mainne hard disks ko rakhaa rahane diyaa thaa. ho sakataa hai ki chaand ne kisi site se koi special software develop karawaayaa ho.
chhuttiyon mein mainne net par encryption ke baare mein achchhi tarah khojaa, par koi faayadaa nahin huaa. ab main usaki hard disk se files pahale apane pc ki harddisk par copy karataa thaa, aur phir us par research karataa thaa. yah copy lock hoti thi, par usake harddisk mein padi original lock nahin hui thi.
mainne kaee password soch kar try kare. par mujhe chaand ke baare mein kuchh nahin maaloom thaa. ek bhi file nahin khuli.
is sab study se ek faayadaa to yah huyaa ki encryption par meri Ph.D. ho gayi, par ek bhi file nahin khuli.
main usake bhaaee ko nahin dhoondh sakaa.
main usaki aakhiri tamannaa nahin poori kar sakaa.
aur us study se doosaraa faayadaa yah huaa ki meri kai professors ke bahut achchhi jaan pahachaan ho gayi. top karane se bhi main ek celebrity ban chukaa thaa. koi poochhataa ki encryption par kyon padh rahe ho, to main kahataa agale sem mein is par project le rahaa hoon.
chhuttiyaan khatam huyin. agalaa semester shuru huaa, jo engineering kaa last semester thaa. mainne phir padhaaee mein dhyaan lagaayaa.
main akhbaar waise hi dekhataa rahataa thaa.
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chaand ki laash us raat ke do maheene baad baraamad huyi.
us bangale kaa umrdaraaz maalik apani beewi ke saath kuchh hi din pahale apane bete ke paas Americaa gayaa thaa. banglaa khaali thaa. agar koi aayaa-gayaa bhi hogaa to gate par kundi lagi dekh kar laut gayaa hogaa.
us raat ke dedh maheene baad jab maalik aur usaki beewi waapas aaye to unhonne main-gate par lage taale ko tudawaa kar pahale ki tarah rahanaa shuru kar diyaa. chaand kaa room locked thaa. lights off theen. bike rakhi thi. pahale bhi chaand kai din ke liye kahin jaataa thaa. kisi ne koi chintaa nahin ki.
par jab pandrah din ho gaye, aur chaand nahin aayaa. tab unhonnge ehatiyaatan thaane mein report darj karaa hi di. idhar-udhar poochh-taachh karane par jab koi clue nahin milaa to police ne chaand ke room kaa taalaa todaa.
chaand ki laash baraamad huyi
AC ki wajah se kamaraa air tight thaa, pataa nahin kitane par set auto-off-on heat conveyor ne do maheene tak kamare ko itanaa garam kar ke rakhaa thaa ki chaand ke badan se saaraa moisture nikal chukaa thaa.
chaand ki laash egypt waali mummy ban chuki thi.
fridge mein rakhaa saaraa khulaa saamaan sad chukaa thaa.
usake net access, electricity wagairah ke saare payments usake bank se automatically ho jaayaa karate the. mobile mein prepaid kaa sim thaa,jisakaa koi bill nahin aataa thaa. mobile mein last calls details, sms, address book sabhi blank the. nahin, mainne unhein delete nahin kiyaa thaa. mujhe to maaloom bhi nahin padaa thaa ki chaand ke paas mobile thaa yaa kahaan rakhaa thaa.
chaand kaa koi milane waalaa saamane nahin aayaa thaa.
poore room se koi finger, foot print yaa koi bhi major nishaan nahin milaa thaa. na khud chaand kaa na kisi aur kaa.
chaand kab maraa yah maaloom nahin pad paayaa. waise police chaahati to mobile company se last calls, yaa ISP se last access date, yaa usake computer se last creation/access/modified date wagairah investigate karawaa sakati thi, par unhonne nahin maaloom karaa.
shaq ki koi wajah thi bhi nahin. saaf-saaf likhaa suicide note mil gayaa thaa, jo chaand ki haalaton par believable lag rahaa thaa. sabako yahi maaloom thaa ki usakaa koi risthedaar nahin thaa. wo kahaan, kyaa karataa hai yah bhi kisi ko nahin maaloom thaa.
dastkhat naam na hone par bhi suicide note ki writing, chaand ke dasiyon documents se match ho gayi thi.
chaand wahaan Narendra Malhotra ke naam se rah rahaa thaa, aur usake saare documents usi naam se the, driving license bhi, bank account bhi, ISP account bhi, mobile prepaid bhi.
laash ki sookhi mummy mein lund kaa kataa honaa agar pataa chal jaataa hogaa, to kisi ko dekhane kaa khayaal nahin aayaa hogaa, yaa agar kisi ne dekhaa hogaa to aankhon kaa dhokhaa yaa kisi beemaari mein khaal katawaaee maan kar dhyaan nahin diyaa hogaa.
Narendra Malhotra ki laawaaris mummy study ke liye government medical college ko donate kar di gayi, jahaan use investigation ke baad aur bhi embalm karke vacuum packed glass-case mein display ke liye rakh diyaa gayaa. Narendra Malhotra ki mummy kaa maamalaa surkhiyon se hat kar pichhale pannon par chalaa gayaa. haan, shahar mein Narendra Malhotra par kuchh seminar huye jinamein intellectuals aur sychologists ne is par khoob charchaa kari ki saari zinsi zarooriyaat poori hone par bhi insaan ko ristedaaron, milane waalon ki kitani zyaadaa zaroorat hoti hai.
Narendra Malhotra ki property kaa maamalaa usaki mummy ke maamale se bhi zyaadaa dinon tak surkhiyon mein rahaa. policewaalon ne bahut qoshish kari ki chaand ke room kaa saaraa saamaan police store room mein "surakshit" rakhawaa diyaa jaaye.
par us bangale kaa maalik waqeel thaa. unhonne court se jaane kitane stay order le kar Narendra Malhotra kaa ek bhi saamaan police ko nahin le jaane diyaa. Narendra Malhotra ki laash ki baraamadagi bhi unake chaar waqeel doston ke samane huyi thi aur wo apane handicam par poori kaaryawaahi ki video recording kar rahe the. Narendra Malhotra ki mummy par se angoothi, ghadi, noton se bhari purse jaisi cheezein bhi waqeel saaheb ne police ko nahin le jaane di thin.
police ne waqeel saaheb par ilzaam lagaayaa ki wo Narendra Malhotra kaa saamaan khud hadapane jaa rahe hain, par jo bhi ho, police Narendra Malhotra ki koi khoti chawwani bhi nahin le jaa saki.
waqeel saaheb ne Narendra Malhotra kaa saaraa saamaan achchhi tarah pack karawaa kar bangle mein ek store room mein rakhawaa diyaa, aur us manhoos room ko tudawaa diyaa.
Narendra Malhotra kaa maamalaa akhabaaron aur janataa ki yaadaasht se gaayab ho gayaa, siwaay meri yaadaasht ke.
ek baar mainne sochaa ki pistaul aur chaaku wo sab sun kar bahut khush huye honge aur mujhe thank-you kahane ke liye hi mujhe dhoondh rahe honge. meri phat gayi.
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chaand kaa leather jacket main kisi ko nahin de paayaa thaa. main apanaa room band kar ke use pahan kar baithataa thaa aur mahasoos karataa thaa ki chaand mujhase lipataa huaa thaa.
ladakiyon mein meri saari ruchi poori tarah khatm ho chuki thi. nahin, mainne kisi ladake se bhi sexual relations nahin banaaye the. main sirf chaand kaa thaa. lund khadaa hotaa thaa to main nahaate samay apane haath ko chaand kaa haath samajhkar mutth maar letaa thaa.
meri padhaaee bahut badhiyaa chal rahi thi. ab to topper hone ki reputation bhi maintain karani thi. mainne final sem ke project mein encryption par hi project kiyaa.
mainne foreign universities mein scholarship ke liye apply karaa. kai professors ne mujhe bahut achchhi recommendations din. mujhe US ki ek jaani-maani university mein M.S. karane ke liye full scholarship mil gayi. binaa scholarship ke to meraa foreign mein kyaa, india mein hi M.E. karanaa sambhav nahin thaa. papa-mummy soch rahe the ki main BE karke job karoongaa, par jab foreign ke free scholarship mili to unhonne bhi kahaa ki jaa padh le.
final exams huye. mainne phir se top kiyaa.
college chhotaa.
mainne is shahar ko hameshaa ke liye alwidaa kahaa. kuchh bhi ho jaaye, main yahaan kabhi waapas nahin aane waalaa thaa.
kuchh din ghar par rah kar, main US chalaa gayaa aur padhaaee poori kar ke do saal baad India waapas aayaa.
mainne chaand ki hard disk apane ghar par rakh di thin, par unaki kaafi files net par apane ek email account mein upload kar di thin,jinhein download kar ke main research kiyaa karataa thaa. par ek bhi file nahin khuli thi.
mujhe dilli mein ek security software develop karane waali company mein achchhaa job mil gayaa. kuchh din ghar par rah kar mainne join kar liyaa. kuchh din hotel mein rahaa, phir room dhoondhanaa shuru kiyaa. office ke logon ne kai room dikhaaye.
main kisi hostel mein hi rahanaa chaahataa thaa. naukari ke baad social life to bachati hi nahin hai. poore shahar mein koi rishtedaar thaa nahin. akele room liyaa to room par jaa kar akelaa padaa rahanaa padegaa. hostel mein logon se milanaa julanaa apane aap hotaa rahegaa.
par mere high-fi profile ke liye zyaadaatar hostel ab chhote level ke ho chuke the. kaee dekhe par wo students ke economic level ke hisaab se hi facilities theen.
ek din shaam ko, office kaa hi ek colleague mujhe ek hostel dikhaane le gayaa. mujhe pasand nahin aayaa.
ham waapas jaane ke liye baahar nikale. kuchh der usane meri requirements ke baare mein detail mein poochhaa. mainne bataayaa.
wo kuchh sochane lagaa, phir usane kahaa ki usakaa ek dost paas mein hi room le kar rahataa hai, usase mil loon, agar room pasand aaye to rah lenaa.
mujhe to idea bilkul nahin jamaa thaa. hostel mein darjanon log rahate hain, chahal-pahal rahati hai, hostel ki jagah kisi ek ladake ke saath rahanaa, akele rahane se thodi hi behatar baat thi.
usane bataayaa ki room bahut achchhaa maintained hai. paisewaalaa ladakaa hai. sab kuchh hai usake paas.
mainne kahaa, "phir to koi bhi usake saath room share karane ko tayyar ho jaayegaa."
mere dost ne bataayaa, "us ladake ke saath ek problem hai."
mainne poochaa, "kyaa?"
mere dost ne bataayaa, "wo gay hai."
main thodaa sakapakaayaa, mainne kahaa, "too yah to nahin soch rahaa hai ki main gay hoon aur gay partner chaahataa hoon?"
dost ne hansate huye kahaa, "mujhe to pataa nahin ki too gay hai ki nahin. agar too hai bhi to mujhe koi farq nahin padegaa, haan meri mat maar lenaa."
main hansaa. mainne kahaa, "nahin hoon, baabaa. par main bhi to yahi soch sakataa hoon ki main us room mein rahaa to wo meri maar legaa."
dost ne serious ho kar kahaa, "yahi to problem hai. jo bhi wo room dekhataa hai wo saari facilities ke baawajood yahi sochkar rahane ko tayyaar nahin hotaa hai, ki wo ladakaa kahin usapar hi haath na saaf kar le, aur nahin bhi kiyaa to log yahi sochenge ki wo aapas mein karate honge. wo ladakaa bhi gay honaa chhupataa nahin hai. pahali mulaaqaat mein hi saaf bataa detaa hai."
mainne sochaa. ab yah gays par trust kar sakane yaa na kar sakane ki baat ho gayi thi. mainne sochaa ki room dekhane to jaanaa hi padegaa. phir jaisaa lagaa waisaa faisalaa loongaa.
meraa dost bhi mere liye itani bhaag-daud kar rahaa thaa to usakaa suggestion to maananaa hi thaa.
ham wahaan pahunche. mujhe na colony pasand aayi, na hi ghar kaa built, room par bheetar se latch lagaa huaa thaa.
mere dost ne aawaaz di, "tabbu."
mainne muskuraa kar dost se poochhaa, "gay hai ki lesbian?"
bheetar se ladake ki hi aawaaz aaee. "nahaa rahaa hoon. wait kar."
ham wait karane lage. das minute ho gaye. dost kaa mobile bajaa aur usako kahin se bulaawaa aa gayaa. wo mujhase bol kar chalaa gayaa ki main dekh to loon, kal wo aur hostels dikhaa degaa.
main wait karataa rahaa.
das minute aur guzare aur phir room kaa darawaazaa khulaa.
bheege nange badan par sirf ek chhota saa tauliyaa lapete huye gay tabbu, nahin, chaand, nahin, chaand kaa chhotaa bhaai mere saamane khadaa thaa.
Readers/Visitors, This is an adult gay site and you may find things here which may not appear proper to you, therfore you are requested not to proceed further if you feel offended by gay sex. The stories here are purely fictional and any resemblance is purely incidental.
sab normal rahaa. subah hostel mein kisi ne pichhali raat ke baare mein mujhase koi sawaal nahin kiyaa, haan shabbir night ke baare mein zaroor baatein huyin.
mere dinner waale dost ne agale din, nahin, usi din, mujhase poochhaa,"der to nahin lagi room pahunchane mein." mainne koi routine jawaab de diyaa jisakaa matalab na haan thaa, na naa. baat khatam ho gayi. aur phir us raat kaa koi ziqr nahin huaa.
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monday ko hi exams kaa schedule declare huaa, aur sab doston ki tarah main bhi sab kuchh bhool kar padhaaee mein busy ho gaye. isaliye agar kisi ne mujhamein koi udaasi, koi chintaa dekhi bhi hogi to exam ka asar samajh kar dhyaan nahin diyaa hogaa.
main chaand ki colony ki taraf phir kabhi nahin gayaa. main dinner waale us hotel par bhi phir kabhi nahin gayaa. mainne station ke paas se nikalanaa bhi band kar diyaa.
mainne chaand kaa bag, aur us raat pahane huye apane saare baahari, bheetari kapade, cap, joote, moze, jacket kai raaton mein jaa kar alag-alag ilaakon mein so rahe bhikhaariyon ke paas daal diye.
par main har roz ke akhbaar, nahin, newspaper kaa ek-ek konaa chaat jaataa thaa aur apane chaand ki laash ki baraamadagi ki khabar dhoondhataa thaa.
kahin koi khabar nahin thi.
meraa dar badh gayaa. police ne laash baraamad kar li hogi, aur zaroor kuchh clue mil gaye honge, jisakaa investigation chal rahaa hogaa. har aahat par mujhe lagataa ki police mujhe pakadane aai hai.
mainne daily ek ghante kaa yogaa aur meditation ka ek course join kiyaa, jisane mujhe concentrate aur introspect karane mein bahut madad kari. mainne apane chaand aur us qatl se dhyaan hataane ke liye padhaaee ko sahaaraa banaayaa. main khoob jee lagaa kar padhaa.
mere exam achchhe huye. mainne apane batch mein top kiyaa. main bhi baaki sabhi logon jaisaa aashcharyachakit thaa.
par kisi bhi newspaper mein chaand ki laash ki koi khabar nahin thi. usi chakkar mein main exam ke baad ki chhuttiyon mein ghar bhi nahin gayaa. kisi development course kaa bahaanaa maaraa, aur hostel mein hi rukaa.
mujhe chaand ki hard disks kaa investigation bhi to karanaa thaa. main unhein is beech dekh chukaa thaa, par unamein har file kisi aise format mein code ki gayi thi jisake baare mein mujhe kuchh nahin maaloom thaa. kisi site yaa company kaa naam tak nahin aataa thaa. har file access karane par password poochhate thi, aur teen baar wrong password dene par file password poochhanaa bhi band kar deti thi, aur shaayad permanently locked ho jaati thi. jab do theen files aise hi block ho gayin, to mainne hard disks ko rakhaa rahane diyaa thaa. ho sakataa hai ki chaand ne kisi site se koi special software develop karawaayaa ho.
chhuttiyon mein mainne net par encryption ke baare mein achchhi tarah khojaa, par koi faayadaa nahin huaa. ab main usaki hard disk se files pahale apane pc ki harddisk par copy karataa thaa, aur phir us par research karataa thaa. yah copy lock hoti thi, par usake harddisk mein padi original lock nahin hui thi.
mainne kaee password soch kar try kare. par mujhe chaand ke baare mein kuchh nahin maaloom thaa. ek bhi file nahin khuli.
is sab study se ek faayadaa to yah huyaa ki encryption par meri Ph.D. ho gayi, par ek bhi file nahin khuli.
main usake bhaaee ko nahin dhoondh sakaa.
main usaki aakhiri tamannaa nahin poori kar sakaa.
aur us study se doosaraa faayadaa yah huaa ki meri kai professors ke bahut achchhi jaan pahachaan ho gayi. top karane se bhi main ek celebrity ban chukaa thaa. koi poochhataa ki encryption par kyon padh rahe ho, to main kahataa agale sem mein is par project le rahaa hoon.
chhuttiyaan khatam huyin. agalaa semester shuru huaa, jo engineering kaa last semester thaa. mainne phir padhaaee mein dhyaan lagaayaa.
main akhbaar waise hi dekhataa rahataa thaa.
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chaand ki laash us raat ke do maheene baad baraamad huyi.
us bangale kaa umrdaraaz maalik apani beewi ke saath kuchh hi din pahale apane bete ke paas Americaa gayaa thaa. banglaa khaali thaa. agar koi aayaa-gayaa bhi hogaa to gate par kundi lagi dekh kar laut gayaa hogaa.
us raat ke dedh maheene baad jab maalik aur usaki beewi waapas aaye to unhonne main-gate par lage taale ko tudawaa kar pahale ki tarah rahanaa shuru kar diyaa. chaand kaa room locked thaa. lights off theen. bike rakhi thi. pahale bhi chaand kai din ke liye kahin jaataa thaa. kisi ne koi chintaa nahin ki.
par jab pandrah din ho gaye, aur chaand nahin aayaa. tab unhonnge ehatiyaatan thaane mein report darj karaa hi di. idhar-udhar poochh-taachh karane par jab koi clue nahin milaa to police ne chaand ke room kaa taalaa todaa.
chaand ki laash baraamad huyi
AC ki wajah se kamaraa air tight thaa, pataa nahin kitane par set auto-off-on heat conveyor ne do maheene tak kamare ko itanaa garam kar ke rakhaa thaa ki chaand ke badan se saaraa moisture nikal chukaa thaa.
chaand ki laash egypt waali mummy ban chuki thi.
fridge mein rakhaa saaraa khulaa saamaan sad chukaa thaa.
usake net access, electricity wagairah ke saare payments usake bank se automatically ho jaayaa karate the. mobile mein prepaid kaa sim thaa,jisakaa koi bill nahin aataa thaa. mobile mein last calls details, sms, address book sabhi blank the. nahin, mainne unhein delete nahin kiyaa thaa. mujhe to maaloom bhi nahin padaa thaa ki chaand ke paas mobile thaa yaa kahaan rakhaa thaa.
chaand kaa koi milane waalaa saamane nahin aayaa thaa.
poore room se koi finger, foot print yaa koi bhi major nishaan nahin milaa thaa. na khud chaand kaa na kisi aur kaa.
chaand kab maraa yah maaloom nahin pad paayaa. waise police chaahati to mobile company se last calls, yaa ISP se last access date, yaa usake computer se last creation/access/modified date wagairah investigate karawaa sakati thi, par unhonne nahin maaloom karaa.
shaq ki koi wajah thi bhi nahin. saaf-saaf likhaa suicide note mil gayaa thaa, jo chaand ki haalaton par believable lag rahaa thaa. sabako yahi maaloom thaa ki usakaa koi risthedaar nahin thaa. wo kahaan, kyaa karataa hai yah bhi kisi ko nahin maaloom thaa.
dastkhat naam na hone par bhi suicide note ki writing, chaand ke dasiyon documents se match ho gayi thi.
chaand wahaan Narendra Malhotra ke naam se rah rahaa thaa, aur usake saare documents usi naam se the, driving license bhi, bank account bhi, ISP account bhi, mobile prepaid bhi.
laash ki sookhi mummy mein lund kaa kataa honaa agar pataa chal jaataa hogaa, to kisi ko dekhane kaa khayaal nahin aayaa hogaa, yaa agar kisi ne dekhaa hogaa to aankhon kaa dhokhaa yaa kisi beemaari mein khaal katawaaee maan kar dhyaan nahin diyaa hogaa.
Narendra Malhotra ki laawaaris mummy study ke liye government medical college ko donate kar di gayi, jahaan use investigation ke baad aur bhi embalm karke vacuum packed glass-case mein display ke liye rakh diyaa gayaa. Narendra Malhotra ki mummy kaa maamalaa surkhiyon se hat kar pichhale pannon par chalaa gayaa. haan, shahar mein Narendra Malhotra par kuchh seminar huye jinamein intellectuals aur sychologists ne is par khoob charchaa kari ki saari zinsi zarooriyaat poori hone par bhi insaan ko ristedaaron, milane waalon ki kitani zyaadaa zaroorat hoti hai.
Narendra Malhotra ki property kaa maamalaa usaki mummy ke maamale se bhi zyaadaa dinon tak surkhiyon mein rahaa. policewaalon ne bahut qoshish kari ki chaand ke room kaa saaraa saamaan police store room mein "surakshit" rakhawaa diyaa jaaye.
par us bangale kaa maalik waqeel thaa. unhonne court se jaane kitane stay order le kar Narendra Malhotra kaa ek bhi saamaan police ko nahin le jaane diyaa. Narendra Malhotra ki laash ki baraamadagi bhi unake chaar waqeel doston ke samane huyi thi aur wo apane handicam par poori kaaryawaahi ki video recording kar rahe the. Narendra Malhotra ki mummy par se angoothi, ghadi, noton se bhari purse jaisi cheezein bhi waqeel saaheb ne police ko nahin le jaane di thin.
police ne waqeel saaheb par ilzaam lagaayaa ki wo Narendra Malhotra kaa saamaan khud hadapane jaa rahe hain, par jo bhi ho, police Narendra Malhotra ki koi khoti chawwani bhi nahin le jaa saki.
waqeel saaheb ne Narendra Malhotra kaa saaraa saamaan achchhi tarah pack karawaa kar bangle mein ek store room mein rakhawaa diyaa, aur us manhoos room ko tudawaa diyaa.
Narendra Malhotra kaa maamalaa akhabaaron aur janataa ki yaadaasht se gaayab ho gayaa, siwaay meri yaadaasht ke.
ek baar mainne sochaa ki pistaul aur chaaku wo sab sun kar bahut khush huye honge aur mujhe thank-you kahane ke liye hi mujhe dhoondh rahe honge. meri phat gayi.
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chaand kaa leather jacket main kisi ko nahin de paayaa thaa. main apanaa room band kar ke use pahan kar baithataa thaa aur mahasoos karataa thaa ki chaand mujhase lipataa huaa thaa.
ladakiyon mein meri saari ruchi poori tarah khatm ho chuki thi. nahin, mainne kisi ladake se bhi sexual relations nahin banaaye the. main sirf chaand kaa thaa. lund khadaa hotaa thaa to main nahaate samay apane haath ko chaand kaa haath samajhkar mutth maar letaa thaa.
meri padhaaee bahut badhiyaa chal rahi thi. ab to topper hone ki reputation bhi maintain karani thi. mainne final sem ke project mein encryption par hi project kiyaa.
mainne foreign universities mein scholarship ke liye apply karaa. kai professors ne mujhe bahut achchhi recommendations din. mujhe US ki ek jaani-maani university mein M.S. karane ke liye full scholarship mil gayi. binaa scholarship ke to meraa foreign mein kyaa, india mein hi M.E. karanaa sambhav nahin thaa. papa-mummy soch rahe the ki main BE karke job karoongaa, par jab foreign ke free scholarship mili to unhonne bhi kahaa ki jaa padh le.
final exams huye. mainne phir se top kiyaa.
college chhotaa.
mainne is shahar ko hameshaa ke liye alwidaa kahaa. kuchh bhi ho jaaye, main yahaan kabhi waapas nahin aane waalaa thaa.
kuchh din ghar par rah kar, main US chalaa gayaa aur padhaaee poori kar ke do saal baad India waapas aayaa.
mainne chaand ki hard disk apane ghar par rakh di thin, par unaki kaafi files net par apane ek email account mein upload kar di thin,jinhein download kar ke main research kiyaa karataa thaa. par ek bhi file nahin khuli thi.
mujhe dilli mein ek security software develop karane waali company mein achchhaa job mil gayaa. kuchh din ghar par rah kar mainne join kar liyaa. kuchh din hotel mein rahaa, phir room dhoondhanaa shuru kiyaa. office ke logon ne kai room dikhaaye.
main kisi hostel mein hi rahanaa chaahataa thaa. naukari ke baad social life to bachati hi nahin hai. poore shahar mein koi rishtedaar thaa nahin. akele room liyaa to room par jaa kar akelaa padaa rahanaa padegaa. hostel mein logon se milanaa julanaa apane aap hotaa rahegaa.
par mere high-fi profile ke liye zyaadaatar hostel ab chhote level ke ho chuke the. kaee dekhe par wo students ke economic level ke hisaab se hi facilities theen.
ek din shaam ko, office kaa hi ek colleague mujhe ek hostel dikhaane le gayaa. mujhe pasand nahin aayaa.
ham waapas jaane ke liye baahar nikale. kuchh der usane meri requirements ke baare mein detail mein poochhaa. mainne bataayaa.
wo kuchh sochane lagaa, phir usane kahaa ki usakaa ek dost paas mein hi room le kar rahataa hai, usase mil loon, agar room pasand aaye to rah lenaa.
mujhe to idea bilkul nahin jamaa thaa. hostel mein darjanon log rahate hain, chahal-pahal rahati hai, hostel ki jagah kisi ek ladake ke saath rahanaa, akele rahane se thodi hi behatar baat thi.
usane bataayaa ki room bahut achchhaa maintained hai. paisewaalaa ladakaa hai. sab kuchh hai usake paas.
mainne kahaa, "phir to koi bhi usake saath room share karane ko tayyar ho jaayegaa."
mere dost ne bataayaa, "us ladake ke saath ek problem hai."
mainne poochaa, "kyaa?"
mere dost ne bataayaa, "wo gay hai."
main thodaa sakapakaayaa, mainne kahaa, "too yah to nahin soch rahaa hai ki main gay hoon aur gay partner chaahataa hoon?"
dost ne hansate huye kahaa, "mujhe to pataa nahin ki too gay hai ki nahin. agar too hai bhi to mujhe koi farq nahin padegaa, haan meri mat maar lenaa."
main hansaa. mainne kahaa, "nahin hoon, baabaa. par main bhi to yahi soch sakataa hoon ki main us room mein rahaa to wo meri maar legaa."
dost ne serious ho kar kahaa, "yahi to problem hai. jo bhi wo room dekhataa hai wo saari facilities ke baawajood yahi sochkar rahane ko tayyaar nahin hotaa hai, ki wo ladakaa kahin usapar hi haath na saaf kar le, aur nahin bhi kiyaa to log yahi sochenge ki wo aapas mein karate honge. wo ladakaa bhi gay honaa chhupataa nahin hai. pahali mulaaqaat mein hi saaf bataa detaa hai."
mainne sochaa. ab yah gays par trust kar sakane yaa na kar sakane ki baat ho gayi thi. mainne sochaa ki room dekhane to jaanaa hi padegaa. phir jaisaa lagaa waisaa faisalaa loongaa.
meraa dost bhi mere liye itani bhaag-daud kar rahaa thaa to usakaa suggestion to maananaa hi thaa.
ham wahaan pahunche. mujhe na colony pasand aayi, na hi ghar kaa built, room par bheetar se latch lagaa huaa thaa.
mere dost ne aawaaz di, "tabbu."
mainne muskuraa kar dost se poochhaa, "gay hai ki lesbian?"
bheetar se ladake ki hi aawaaz aaee. "nahaa rahaa hoon. wait kar."
ham wait karane lage. das minute ho gaye. dost kaa mobile bajaa aur usako kahin se bulaawaa aa gayaa. wo mujhase bol kar chalaa gayaa ki main dekh to loon, kal wo aur hostels dikhaa degaa.
main wait karataa rahaa.
das minute aur guzare aur phir room kaa darawaazaa khulaa.
bheege nange badan par sirf ek chhota saa tauliyaa lapete huye gay tabbu, nahin, chaand, nahin, chaand kaa chhotaa bhaai mere saamane khadaa thaa.
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