Meri Chaand-Raat Ki Subah - VII

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phir mere dimaag mein kuchh pataakhe aur phoote.

main apane ex-chaand ke qatl kaa chashmdeed gawaah banane waalaa thaa.

koi bhi qaatil gawaah nahin chhodataa hai.

inhein mujhe bhi jaan se maaranaa padegaa.

main apane ex-chaand ke saath aaj aur abhi marane waalaa thaa.

mainne dekhaa ki mere chaand ki aankhein mujhase madad maang rahi thin. mujhe us par phir se pyaar aa gayaa. khud mujhe har madad ki zaroorat thi, magar main jaanataa thaa ki mujhase jitani ban padi main usaki madad zaroor karoongaa, jab tak meri apani jaan par nahin ban aati hai. main jan kalyaan kar sakataa thaa, par apani qurbaani nahin de sakataa thaa.

mainne apani aankhon se apane chaand ko yahi waadaa kiyaa.

pistaul aur chaaku screen par chal rahi meri gaand ki chudaaee dekh rahe the.

pistaul ne poochhaa, "kab se hai isake jaal mein?"

mainne kahaa, "aaj hi phansaa."

pistaul ne poochhaa, "kahaa milaa yah?"

mainne kahaa, "station ke pahale."

pistaul ne mere chaand ko ghooraa, bolaa, "maadarchod, ham tujhe yahaan drop kar ke gaye the. too laundaa phansaane station pahunch gayaa?"

Hmm. to drop nahin karane kaa qissaa qissaa hi thaa.

pistaul ne mujhase poochhaa, "too wahaan kyaa kar rahaa thaa."

mainne khud ko kahane se rokaa ki "abe bhosadi ke. teri bagal mein baith kar dinner le rahaa thaa."

tabhi mere dimaag mein phir se dher saare pataakhe phoote.

pistaul aur chaaku ne mujhe pahachaanaa nahin thaa.

unake dimaag waakai mein dheele the.

aur tab mujhe dhyaan aayaa ki main nangaa khadaa thaa. mere sar par cap nahin thaa. mere lambe baal nahaane ke baad se waise hi bikhar kar mere chehare par har taraf phaile the, aur sone se aur betarteeb ho rahe the. mere kaan mein hands-free nahin thaa. joote utaarane se meri height dedh inch kam ho gayi thi. aur raat bhar ke itane saare ajeeb-ajeeb anubhav, aur nahaanaa, aud is waqt kaa dar. mujhe meraa
baap bhi nahin pahchaanataa.

wo mujhe pahachaanane waale nahin the.

mainne apane chaand ki aankhon mein dekhaa. ek message pass huaa. ham donon ne ek team banaa lee thi, in donon qaatilon ke khilaaf. ham donon ek doosare ki madad karane waale the.

mainne kahaa, "ek dost ke room se aa rahaa thaa. raaste mein yah akele jaataa dikhaa. paas kaa address bataayaa to mainne sochaa drop kar detaa hoon."

mere chaand ne meri baat nahin kaati thi. waise yah sach hi thaa. magar yah aadhaa sach thaa, jo gumraah kar rahaa thaa, isaliye technically yah jhooth thaa. agar unhein mere saath dinner lene ke baare mein kuchh bhi yaad aa jaataa to wo mujhe abhi yahin maar daalte.

bolane se pahale mujhe nahin maaloom thaa ki main jhooth bolane kyon jaa rahaa hoon. shaayad isaliye ki main nahin chaahataa thaa ki agar kisi tarah main bach jaaoon, to wo kal kisi tarah se mujhe trace kar sakein. dinner saath lene ki baat se unhein mere yaa mere dost ki kahi, yaa kari koi aur baat yaad rah sakati thi, aur wo mujhe dhoondh sakate the. isaliye mujhe sach nahin bataanaa thaa.

pistaul meri baat sun kar relax ho gayaa.

wo relax kyon ho gayaa?

aur tab mainne aadhaa-jhooth bolane ke liye khud ko badhaaee di.

agar main dinner saath lene ki baat bataataa to unakaa shaq badh jaataa ki shaayad mainne yaa mere dost ne unaki koi baat sun lee ho, aur ham police ko bataa dein. aur kuchh nahin bhi to bhi main police ko dinner ke baare mein bataataa hi aur police wahaan poochh-taachh karati to wahaan ke logon mein koi inake baare mein kuchh bataa
sakataa thaa. ye donon yah bhi soch sakate the ki main aur meraa dost mere chaand ke saathi the, aur mere chaand ne ham donon ko wahaan plant kar rakhaa thaa. wo sab kaise gate ki taraf dekh rahe the. wo apane baapon se nahin, ek doosare ke saathiyon se dare huye the.

abar inako khatare ki sambhaavanaa badhati to mere liye yahin, abhi khataraa badh jaataa. jhooth bol kar mainne unhein nishchit kar diyaa thaa ki main unake baare mein kisi ko kuchh nahin bataa sakataa thaa.

mere bachane ki sambhaavanaa badh gayi thi.

pistaul ne poochhaa, "kyaa piyaa thaa?"

matlab. use kaise maaloom? ab to smell bhi nahin aa rahi thi.

Hmm. to yah donon bhi in haalaat se guzar chuke the.

mainne kahaa, "shampain. magar wo to isane bhi pee thi. utani hi. peg mainne banaaye the."

pistaul bolaa, "toone colddrink mein liyaa hogaa aur isane paani mein."

magar paani mein to mainne... aur meri tubelight jali. pistaul aur chaaku ne meri tubelight kaa jalanaa notice kiyaa.

matalab ki main jo bhi letaa, meraa chaand usake alaawaa koi doosari hi cheez apane peg mein dalawaataa. matalab ki mere chaand ke paas paani, soda, colddrink sabaki dawaa mili huyi aur binaa dawaa mili huyi botale theen.

Hmm. paani mein koi dawaa mili huee thi jo madhosh kar deti thi. main shampain mayyaa ke bhajan phokat mein gaa rahaa thaa.

wahi dawaa shaayad sex ki ichchhaa bhi jagaa deti thi. Viagra? aur isakaa matalab thaa ki main gay nahin thaa. ab main lund choosane aur gaand chudawaane ke baad bhi gaanduon ko gaali de sakataa thaa.

mainne kahaa, "ise kyon maar rahe ho. maar-peet kar warning de do. itanaa samajhdaar to yah hogaa hi ki phir tumase pangaa nahin legaa."

pistaul bolaa, "do baar pitawaa chuke hain, par nahin samajhataa hai.ab to film internet par bhi daal di hain. pataa nahin kyaa-kyaa, kahaan-kahaan rakhaa hogaa. ye maregaa tabhi sab khatm hogaa."

ab jaa kar meraa chaand pahali baar bolaa, "mujhe kyaa maaloom ki tum logon ne pitawaayaa thaa. unhonne peetaa aur bhaag gaye. bataa kar to jaate ki kisaki film ke liye peet rahe the. mere paas to hazaaron filmein hain. sab band kar doongaa to khaaoongaa kyaa?"

pistaul ne kahaa, "aaj ke baad tujhe khaane ki zaroorat nahin rahegi. chal delete kar."

chaand nahin hilaa. chaakuu ne chaakuu ko chaand ki gardan se hataa kar usaki aankhon ke saamane laharaayaa, aur phir usaki gardan par rakh diyaa. chaand hilaa.

chaand ne keyboard aur mouse par haath rakhe. ftp chaaloo kiyaa. username: bismillaahirrahmanirrahim daalaa. password daalaa. enter dabaayaa. mainne keyboard par usaki ungaliyaan yaad karane ki qoshish kari. x , j. par usaki ungaliyaan itani tezi se chalin ki mujhe kuchh nahin dikhaa. aur us chakkar mein main yah bhi nahin dekh paayaa ki password field mein kitane star bane the.

site connect hui. chaand ne site par jaa kar kuchh links par click karaa. kuchh filmein chaaloo, nain play huyin.

chaand ne pistaul waale ko dekha. pistaul waale ne film dekh kar haan mein sar hilaayaa.

par film mein pistaul yaa chaakuu to the hi nahin. ek 18 saal kaa ladakaa isi double bed par chaand se gaand chudawaa rahaa thaa. us ladake kaa lund kataa huaa thaa.

Hmm. koi pahchaan waalaa hogaa. kaun hogaa?

mainne na samajhate huye kahaa, "par isamein tum log to ho hi nahin?"

pistaul kuchh to dukhi ho gayaa thaa, bolaa, "chhotaa bhaaee hai. saal bhar pahale phansaa thaa. wo dar gayaa aur ise paise detaa rahaa, par isane paise le kar bhi filmein internet par daal deen, tab jaa kar usane hamein bataayaa. hamane ise ekmusht moti rakam boli par yah internet se hataane ko tayyar hi nahin hai. kahataa hai internet se itane zyaadaa paise milate hain jo ham nahin de paayenge. hamein
samajhaataa hai ki internet par koi nahin pahachaanegaa. kahataa hai bhaaee se bolo aur filmein banawaa le. shahrukh khan banaa doongaa. kahataa hai ham bhi khoobsoorat hain, isase chud kar CD banawaayein.apane doston ko laa kar chudwaayein. kahataa hai ham isake liye wasooli kiyaa karein. bhosadi ka, hamein chhinaali mein Tata, Birla
banane waalaa thaa."

Hmm. to meraa andaazaa sahi thaa ki dinner par ye sab tension mein the.

kaash. meraa bhi koi badaa bhaaee hotaa to wo bhi chaand se meri filmein delete karawaa detaa.

isakaa matalab thaa ki mere chaand ne jo akal mujhe baanti thi usako wo sabako detaa phirataa thaa. usake man mein mere liye koi jagah nahin thi. wo naatak kar rahaa thaa.

mere chaand ne ek-ek kar ke kai filmein chalaa kar pistaul ko dikhaaee jinamein wahi ladakaa mere chaand ki taraf pyaar aur apanepan se dekhante huye jaane kyaa-kyaa karawaa rahaa thaa.

wo sab delete huyin, aur phir jab mere chaand ne links par phir se click kiyaa to har link par "404 file not found" aane lagaa.

un links se pahale aur baad ki kuchh links par ki film mein wo ladakaa nahin thaa.

chaand ne ftp close karane ke liye mouse move kiyaa.

par pistaul ne kahaa, "sab delete kar." chaaku ne phir se chaaku chaand ki aankhon ke saamane nachaa kar usaki gardan par rakh diyaa.

chaand ne ek nazar mujhe dekhaa. usaki aankhein gidgidaa rahi thin ki aisaa mat hone do.

Hmm. usaki kamaaee band ho jaayegi. phir usakaa bhaaee padhegaa kaise?

mainne kahaa, "in sites kaa member banane ki moti fees lagati hai."

pistaul bolaa, "to?"

mainne kahaa, "agar saari filmein delete ho gaeen, to sites ke puraane members apane mulqon ki upbhogtaa adaalaton mein sites par muqadamaa kar denge ki paise le kar film nahin dikhaaeen. phir itane mulqon ki policein jaanch karengi to ..." mainne baat poori nahin ki. conclusion sunane waale ko nikaalane denaa chaahiye.

pistaul mujhe ghoorataa huaa soch rahaa thaa. bambaiyaa filmon ne foreign ki police ki achchhi chaavi banaa rakhi thi. pistaul ko James Bond yaa Sherlock Holmes sawaal poochhate dikh rahe honge.

pistaul ne meri taraf dekhaa. mainne kahaa, "jan kalyaan baad mein. pahale apani khariyat socho."

pistaul waale kaa sar ok mein hilaa. mere chaand ki aankhon ne mujhe thank you bolaa.

pistaul ne kuchh sochaa aur chaand se bolaa, "isaki bhi delete kar."

main garden-garden ho gayaa. wo mere chaand se meri filmein bhi delete karane ko bol rahaa thaa. kyaa yah usakaa mujhe shukraanaa thaa, ek kaam ki baat samajhaane ke liye?

meri filmein to links mein bhi nahin thin. chaand ne ftp ki history mujhe dikhaaee aur pichhali shaam se upload ki gaee saari files ftp se delete kar deen. pataa nahin pistaul ki samajh mein aayaa ki nahin, par main santusht ho gayaa.

phir mere chaand ne kuchh files ko hard disk mein chalaa kar pistaul ko dikhaayaa. unmein bhi usi ladake ki wahi filmein theen. meraa chaand unhein delete karane lagaa.

mainne kahaa, "nahin. hard disk se sab hatawaa do. jab isaki laash milegi to police computer zaroor check karegi. agar ek bhi film mil gayi to khel samajh mein aa jaayegaa. hard disk format karawaa do."

pistaul chaunk gayaa. usane yah nahin sochaa thaa. chaaku ne chaaku laharaayaa. chaand ne D, E, F format kareen.

chaand ne meri taraf dekhaa. mainne ok mein sar hilaayaa.

pistaul ne mujhase poochha, "C nahin?"

mainne kahaa, "nahin. computer khaalee milaa to police ko phir shaq ho jaayegaa. haan, agar ek ghantaa ruk sakate ho to c bhi format karawaa kar windows reinstall karwaa lete hain."

pistaul kaa sar naa mein hilaa. itanaa waqt nahin tha. chaand ne computer shutdown kar diyaa.

mere chaand aur mere marane ki ghadi aa gai thi.

magar pistaul kaa kuchh aur plan thaa.

wo chaand kaa collar pakad kar bolaa, "kapade utaar aur let jaa."

mere chaand ki gaand phat gaee.

pistaul mere chaand ko chodane waalaa thaa.

chaand hilaa bhi nahin. chaaku ne chaaku laharaayaa, phir bhi nahin. usaki nazarein mujhase madad maang rahi thin.

pistaul ne pistaul mere maathe se hataa kar chaand ki taraf taan diyaa, bolaa, "tuune hamaare bhaaee ko chodaa, ham tujhe chodenge."

mainne kahaa, 'saboot kyon chhodanaa chaahate ho?"

pistaul ne chaunk kar kahaa, "kaisaa saboot?"

mainne kahaa, "tumhaaraa sadakaa isaki gaand yaa munh mein chhootegaa. isaki laash milegi to police ko postmortem mein sadakaa mil jaayegaa. phir wo jaanch kar ke tum tak pahunch sakati hai. agar jhaant kaa ek baal bhi kahin mil gayaa to bhi kaafi hai. DNA test finger prints se zyaadaa pakkaa maanaa jaataa hai. aajkal to baalon ke DNA test se aulaad ke baap ki pahchaan tak kar li jaati hai jisane 10 saal pahalae
aulaad ki maan ko chodaa thaa."

pistaul ki samajh mein aayaa. usane mere chaand ko chodane kaa khayaal chhod diyaa.

ab meraa chaand apani kunwaari gaand le kar doobane jaa rahaa thaa.

pistaul ne mujhase kahaa, "phir tujhe chod lete hain."

mainne jaldi se kahaa, "meri laash se bhi police ko maaloom pad jaayegaa."

usane kahaa, "ham tujhe maarane nahin jaa rahe hain."

mere chehare par aisaa relief aayaa, ki main kyaa kahoon, mainne kahaa, "zindaa rakh rahe ho to yahaan kyon chhodoge? apane saath le chalo, aur saalon-saal chodanaa, sabase chudwaanaa, jab tak jee chaahe."

pistaul ke chehare par ek muskuraahat aaee. phir wo serious ho gayaa, bolaa, "main mazaak kar rahaa thaa."

matlab ki wo mujhe maarane jaa rahaa thaa.

pistaul ne jaldi se bolaa, "chodane ke baare mein mazaak kar rahaa thaa. tujhase hamaaraa kyaa lenaa-denaa. aur main teri tarah koi gaandoo thode hi hoon."

usane meraa sabase favourite dialogue mujh par hi chipkaa diyaa thaa. aur mujhe bahut buraa lagaa thaa. mainne sochaa ki gaanduon ko bhi itanaa hi buraa lagataa hogaa. mainne tay kiyaa ki aaj se gaanduon ko gaali nahin doongaa.

mainne kahaa, "magar main isake qatl kaa chashmdeed gawaah hoon, mujhe kaise zindaa rahane de sakate ho?"

usane kahaa, "qatl hoyegaa hi nahin, to chashmdeed gawaah kaahe kaa."

mainne aashcharya se kahaa, "tum ise bhi nahin maaroge?"

pistaul ne kahaa, "nahin."

ham donon ko hi yaqeen nahin huaa.

pistaul ne bolaa, "yah suicide karegaa."

mainne kahaa, "Dar? Shahrukh Khan? hostel waalaa suicide?"

pistaul kaa sar haan mein hilaa.

mainne kahaa, "tum abhi bhi mazaak kar rahe ho. ho sakataa hain ki main jaa kar police ko sab bataa doon."

pistaul ne kahaa, "police tujhe hi qaatil kah kar phaansi par chadhaa degi. koi hindustaani khamkhwaah apani gardan police ke haath mein nahin detaa. wo bhi saaf-suthare suicide ko qatl saabit karane ke liye."

meraa sar haan mein hilaa.

pistaul ne chaand se kahaa, "kaagaz, kaalam nikaal aur likh."

chaand nahin hilaa.

pistaul ne bade pyaar se use samajhaayaa, "dekh, hamein to teraa qatl karane mein bhi koi dikkat nahin hai. par soch. tere pet mein chakku ghopenge yaa gardan kaatenge to tuu tadap-tadap kar maregaa. suicide mein maut aasaan hoti hai. koi dard nahin hogaa. agar qatl karenge to tere is aashiq kaa qatl bhi karanaa padegaa. tuu suicide karegaa to yah bach jaayegaa. tujhe to maranaa hi hai, soch le ki binaa taqaleef uthaaye, aur ise bachaa kar maranaa hai yaa nahin."

mere chaand ne ek kaagaz, pen nikaalaa aur likhane ke liye tayyar huaa, bolaa, "kya likhoon?"

ham teenon ek doosare ko dekhane lage. mere english waale to kyaa, hindi waale sir ne bhi suicide note kaa composition nahin sikhaayaa thaa. kisi bhi course ki kitaab mein, kisi bhi "learn in 30 days" mein suicide note kaa format nahin thaa.

pistaul ne kahaa, "koi waajib wajah likh jo tere rishtedaaron ko yaqeen aa jaaye. waranaa unake dil mein shaq aa gayaa, to wo tere suicide ko qatl samajh kar zindagi bhar maatam karate rahenge."

meraa chaand apane bhaaee ko zindagi bhar maatam karane dene waalaa nahin thaa. par usane rasman kahaa, "meraa koi rishtedaar nahin hai."

pistaul ne kahaa, "to yahi likh ki main apani tanhaa zindagi se aajiz aa chukaa hoon, isaliye apani marzi se khudqashi kar rahaa hoon. isake liye kisi ko pareshaan na kiyaa jaaye. jo zabaan aur alfaaz aam taur par istemaal karataa hai, ekdam waise hi likh."

concept clear ho gayaa thaa. mere chaand ne do-teen baar bolaa, pistaul ne correction kiye. aur phir final text tayyaar huaa jise sabane theek samajhaa. mere chaand ne likhaa.

dastkhat yaa naam ke baare mein chaand ne kahaa ki wo wahaan doosare naam se rah rahaa hai, isaliye naam likhane yaa dastkhat karane se mushqil badh jaayegi.

hamaare paas pataa karane ka koi tareeqaa nahin thaa, par pistaul waale ne koi risk lenaa theek nahin samajhaa, aur letter ko binaa naam yaa dastkhat ke hi chhod diyaa.

meraa chaand "how to write a suicide note" par ek kitaab chhapawaa kar karodpati ban sakataa thaa. poori duniyaa mein yah apani tarah ki pahali qitaab hoti.

chaaku ne apani jeb se kuchh nikaalaa, aur mere chaand ki god mein daal diyaa. wo ek nayaa blade thaa jo har dukaan par mil jaataa thaa.

pistaul ne kahaa, "isase apane ek haath ki nas kaat le. nas katane par thodaa dard hogaa, par phir kati nas se badan ka saaraa khoon bah jaayegaa, aur usake saath hi tere hosh aur taaqat jaate rahenge. phir pataa hi nahin chalegaa ki kab maut aa gayi. mere bhaaee ne mujhase Allaah ki qasam li hai ki tujhe sabase aasaan maut doongaa. wo bhosadi kaa ab bhi tujhase ishq karataa hai."

mere chaand ne dheere-dheere kaagaz khol kar blade nikaalaa. kaagaz neeche gir gayaa. mere chaand ne blade apani nas par rakhaa.