Result – Freelance Talents Championship 2015-16

Freelance Talents Championship 2015-16
Final Team Standings
 
CHAMPIONS
Team # 20 (Behnam Balali & Karan Virk) – 442/600 (73.67%) 
 
2) – Team # 12 (Frank Heiner & Mark Trump) – 440/600 (73.33%)
 
3) – Team # 10 (Eric Vasquez & Joseph Andrews) – 431/600 (71.83%)
 
4) – Team # 14 (Ajitesh Bohra & Siddhant Shekhar) –  424/600 (70.67 %) 
 
5) – Team # 01 (Giorgio Baroni & Dharmesh Talwar) – 415/600 (69.17%)
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6) – Team # 24 (Kapil Chandak & Soumendra Majumder) – 410/600 (68.33%)
7) – Team # 23 (Vibhuti Dabral & Manan Sharma) – 409/600 (68.17%)
8) – Team # 02 (Amit Kumar & Avijit Misra) – 391/600 (65.16%)
9) – Team # 07 (Tadam Gyadu & Ranjana Sharma) – 390/600 (65%)
10) – Team # 06 (Manabendra Majumder and Rahul Ranjan) – 385/600 (64.17%)*
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11) – Team # 27 (Deepjoy & Rishav Adarsh) – 385/600 (64.17%)*
12) – Team # 19 (Dheeraj Kumar & Anurag Singh) – 383/600 (63.83%)
13) – Team # 16 (Akash Kumar & Ayush Jha) – 349/600 (58.17%)
14) – Team # 15 (Amit Albert & Rishi Sri) – 348/600 (58%)
15) – Team # 25 (Navneet Singh & Vaibhav Singh) – 335/600 (55.83%)
16) – Team # 26 (Abhilash Panda & Ashutosh S. Rajput) –  323/600 (53.84%)
17) – Team # 13 (Harendra Saini & Ankur Singh) – 321/600 (53.50%)
18) – Team # 05 (Dominik Gutzeit & Kuldeep Gupta) – 299/600 (49.83%)
19) – Team # 03 (Handika Taurus & Vyom Dayal) – 275/600 (45.83%)
20) – Team # 17 (Jorge N. & Ren Taylor) – 243/600 (40.5%)
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Participatory / Forfeit Teams
21) – Team # 22 – (Piyush & Neel) (122 Points)**
22) – Team # 11 – (Yohan & Jen) (55 Points)**
23) – Team # 18 – (Andrey & Jenny) (53 Points)**
24) – Team # 09 – (Rory & Evans) (45 Points)**
25) – Team # 04 – (Jan & Moinac) (40 Points)**
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Team 8) – Ana Rocio Jimenez Zepeda – Amend Aeson
Team 21) – Anand Singh – Yogesh Amana Yogi
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I would like to thank all the artists, authors and judges (Pankaj V., Mayank Sharma) for their efforts in this event! 🙂 

Prizes, Trophies will be dispatched soon!

Best Ranked Indian Artist Mr. Ajitesh Bohra wins a free website.
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*In case of tie team ahead in 2 out of 3 rounds gets higher overall ranking.
** Participatory teams forfeit after 1 or 2 Rounds

Kuboolnama (Nazm) – Poet Mohit Sharma

कुबूलनामा (नज़्म)

 

एक दिलेर कश्ती जो कितने सैलाबों की महावत बनी,

दूजी वो पुरानी नज़्म उसे ज़ख्म दे गयी।

एक बरसो से घिसट रहा मुकदमा,

दूजी वो पागल बुढ़िया जो हर पेशी हाज़िरी लगाती रही।

मय से ग़म गलाते लोग घर गए,
ग़मो की आंच में तपता वहीँ रह गया साकी,
अपने लहज़े में गलत रास्ते पर बढ़ चले,
…..और रह गया कुछ राहों का हिसाब बाकी।

वीरानों में अक्सर हैरान करती जो घर सी खुशबू ,

आँचल में रखी इनायत घुल रही है परदेसी आबशार में…

मेरे गुनाह गिनाना शगल है जिसका,

फ़िर भी बैर नहीं करती लिपटी रोटी उस अखबार में।

रोज़ की शिकायत उनकी,

बेवजह पुराने सामान ने जगह घेर रखी….

काश अपनी नज़र से उन्हें दिखा पाता,

भारी यादें जमा उन चीज़ों पर धूल के अलावा।

उलट-सुलट उच्चारण के तेरे मंत्र-आरती चल गए,

रह गए हम प्रकांड पंडित फीके…

दुनियादारी ने चेहरों को झुलसा दिया,

उनमे उजले लगें नज़र के टीके।

समाप्त!

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Kubulnama (Nazm)

Ek diler kashti jo kitne sailaabo ki mahavat bani,

Dooji wo purani nazm jo use zakhm de gayi.

Ek barso ghisat raha mukadma,

Dooji wo pagal budhiya jo har peshi haziri lagati rahi.

Mayy se gham galaate log ghar gaye,

Ghamon ki aanch mein tapta wahin reh gaya saaki,
Apne lehze mein galat raaste par badh chale,
…..aur reh gaya kuch raahon ka hisaab baaki.

Veerano mein aksar hairaan karti jo ghar si khushboo,

Aanchal mein rakhi inayat ghul rahi pardesi aabshar mein…

Mere Gunaah ginana shagal hai jiska,

Phir bhi bair nahi karti lipti roti us akhbar mein.

Roz ki shikayat unki,

Bewajah puraane samaan ne jagah gher rakhi….

Kaash apni nazar se unhe dikha paata,

Bhaari yaaden jama un cheezon par dhool ke alawa.

Ulat-sulat uchchharan ke tere mantra-aarti chal gaye,

Reh gaye hum prakaand pandit pheeke…

Duniyadaari mein jhulse chehre,

Unme ujle lage nazar ke teeke….

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 बहुत समय बाद कुछ शायरी की है, वैसे निरंतर कुछ ना कुछ लिख रहा हूँ पर यह ब्लॉग कम अपडेट कर रहा हूँ। वैसे नेट पर मेरा पिछले कुछ महीनो का काफी काम मिलेगा।

#mohitness #mohit_trendster #freelance_talents

#FTC1516 Teams

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50 creatives qualified out of thousands of artists and writers/poets…..25 artists are randomly paired with 25 authors-poets, and now we have 25 uber-talented teams competing against each other to win Freelance Talents Championship 2015-16.

1) – Giorgio Baroni – Dharmesh Talwar

2) – Amit Kumar – Avijit Misra

3) – Handika Taurus – Vyom Dayal

4) – Jan Różański – Moinac Patel

5) – Dominik Gutzeit – Kuldeep Gupta

6) – Manabendra Majumder – Rahul Ranjan

7) – Tadam Gyadu – Ranjana Sharma

8) – Ana Rocio Jimenez Zepeda – Amend Aeson

9) – Rory Jasper McGinnity – Evans Elise

10) – Eric Vasquez – Joseph Andrews

11) – Yohan Haash – Jen Steen

12) – Franz Heiner – Mark Trump

13) – Harendra Saini – Ankur Singh

14) – Ajitesh Bohra – Siddhant Shekhar

15) – Amit Albert – Rishi Sri

16) – Prince Ayush – Akash Kumar

17) – Jorge Noriega – Ren Taylor

18) – Andrey Ivanov – Jenny Dawnikins

19) – Dheeraj Dkboss Kumar – Anurag Singh

20) – Behnam Balali – Karan Virk

21) – Anand Singh – Yogesh Amana Gurjar

22) – Piyush Kumar – Neel Eeshu

23) – Vibhuti Dabral – Joe Thomas

24) – Soumendra Majumder – Kapil Chandak

25) – Yash Thakur – Vaibhav Singh

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Freelance Talents Championship 2015-16 Info

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Freelance Talents invites entries (stories / poems) for the Qualification round of Freelance Talents Championship 2015-16. Think you have what it takes to challenge world’s top talent? Enter the Qualifiers of 3rd Annual International Freelance Talents Championship for your chance to win gift hampers, cash and get published in Freelance Talents Anthologies.

Rules:

1. One submission per individual, Submissions should consist of one short story or poem or extract from a longer work up to 1500 words in length.

2. Entries should be original works and should not have won previous awards or contests. Email your story/poem to: letsmohit@gmail.com

3. 5 Bonus Brownie points for top 10 Authors of FTC 2013 and FTC 2014.

4. Themes – Thriller, Romance

5. Languages – Hindi / English / Hinglish

6. Deadline – 17 September 2015 (11 PM)

*) – Thriller
Thriller fiction is a genre of fiction that uses suspense and tension to dramatically affect the reader. A thriller can provide surprise, anxiety, terror, anticipation, etc., in order to provide a rush of emotions and excitement that progress a story. It should generally be based around the strength of the villain and the protagonist, as well as their struggle against each other. This category might encompass several other genres, including horror, science fiction, and crime.

*) – Romance
Romance fiction can encompass and draw themes, ideas and premises from other genres and can vary widely in setting, dialogue, characters, etc. Generally, however, romance fiction should include a love story involving two individuals struggling to make their relationship work and an emotionally satisfying ending.

Best of Luck! ‪#‎freelancetalents‬ ‪#‎ftc‬ ‪#‎freelance_talents‬ ‪#‎ftc201516‬‪#‎FTC1516‬

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Digital artists, Pencillers and Painters looking to make a splash on the international stage (and win exciting gifts, cash) are invited to register for the Freelance Talents Championship 2015-16.

This year, competition format requires artists and authors to collaborate and create one page artwroks / paintings / pinups based on different round-wise themes given by FTC committee.

Please attach few samples artworks or include link(s) of your online art portfolio. E-mail us the following details: 1) – Name, 2) – Type of artist (Digital, Traditional), 3) – I can color my artworks. (YES / NO), 4) – Experience in years to letsmohit@gmail.com or freelancetalents@yahoo.com, Limited spots! Registration is on a first come, first served basis. Hurry!

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Mohit Trendster January 2015 Update

Mohit Trendster January 2015 Update

Namastey! 🙂 Off to a good, positive start this year.
*) – Now regular columnist, reporter for Dainik Prabhat daily Newspaper and News First Regional Channel (Meerut, Uttar Pradesh)
*) – Freelance Talents Invitational Writers-Poets Face off Event successfully completed, Mr. Amit Rawat won the event.
*) – Creation and registration of a community for authors – Writers Den.
*) – Special Audio Magazine Indian Comics Fandom (Vol. 8)
*) – Audiobook version of “Desi-Pun!” (2011) and “The Aryanist Journal # 02”(2014) released, zamzar robotic voice.
*) – Social Message Comic Stip on Blood Donation (used by few NGOs and Hospitals)

Khap Tau says “Donate Blood !!”

*) – Randomiya Webcomic with Soumendra Majumder, Manabendra Majumder Starts….. 🙂 #Randomiya…..
*) – Special Story – “Asli waala Love” Roobaru Duniya (February 2014)
*) – More podcasts, recordings, audio stories and short films very soon.

A Chudail’s Love story – Author Mohit Sharma (Trendster)

*) – A Chudail’s Love story

(Mohit Sharma Trendster)

(Semi Finals Winning Entry against Author Rahul Ranjan)

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Dharti ki taraf badhte hue 2 Yamdoot apne bhavishya ko lekar gehan vartalap kar rahe the.

Yamdootar – “Teri duty bhi Tadapur lagi hai, gaya beta tu. Ab overtime karta firiyo….tere tabadle ki khabar sunkar jis Apsara se tera rishta tay hua tha uske parents bhi ab uski shaadi Mr. Yamdoot 2013 se karva denge.

Waise, yaar ek baat samajh nahi aayi, finals mey to tu bhi pahuncha tha aur tere bhi dole uski takkar ke hai phir kaise haar gaya tu…Mr. Yamdoot ka muqabla….”

Yamdootesh – “Haan! Mai bhi Mr. Yamdoot ban sakta tha. Judges k anusaar to muqabla barabari ka tha phir Tie Breaker mey hum dono ki muchhon ki motai naapi gayi jisme mai aadha se bhi kum millimeter se haar gaya…bilkul photo finish type decision tha. And No way!! Mujhe overtime nahi karna. Waise aesa kya hai Tadapur mey?”

Yamdootar – “Har state mey jaise apni High Court hoti hai waise hi har rajya mey Dev Yamraj ne ek City aur uske aas-paas k gaon-dehat aesi atript aatmaon ko allot kar rakhe hai jo kisi bhi wajah se Yamdoot k saath swarg ya nark nahi jaa sakti. Tadapur mey Bharat ki sabse zyada atript aatmaon ka vaas hai. Bagal mey hi doosre rajya ka gadh Cheemapur sthit hai par wo shaant ilaka hai.”

Yamdootesh – “Haan to kya hua? Mai ek Certified Yamdoot hun, mai aesi tatpunji aatmao se nahi darta…”

Yamdootar – “Bhai, unse cooperate karke chaliyo, ek to wo atript bhoot log hai unhe chunne se kate rehte hai kuch na kuch karne ke. Din mey 2-4 galat kaam karne ki mismisi chhuti rehti hai unme. Sangathit rehne se unki shakti badh gayi hai, wo apne aage kuch nahi dekhte aadmi ho ya yamdoot seedhe baja dete hai joot hi joot.

Jab humari complaints par Dev Yamraj ka bheja koi senior Adhikari inspection k liye aata hai to ye sab bilkul Shone Babu se ban jaate hai, jaise deen duniya ka kuch pata hi nahi, un adhikariyon ke jaane k baad waapas Dhaki-chiki Dhaki-chiki Dhaki-chiki Aau.…humari deadline aur targets miss karvate rehte hai ye Shaitaan ke pille.”

Yamdootesh ka Tadapur mey aagman sukhad nahi hua tha. Dharti par aakar unhe pata chala ki jin 2 Netao ki aatmao ko wo nark le jaane aaye the unko lekar aatmao ki 2 communities mey Gang-war chhida hua hai. Jahan Pappu Pret Gang un Netao k nark jaane se pehle unhe pratadna dena chahta tha wahin Sweety Chudail Gang unhe chhupaye hue tha kyoki un 2 netao ne apne ek khaali farm house ko Sweety Chudail k naam kar diya tha. Pappu Pret apne samarthak Preton k bade dal k saath Sweety Chudail Gang Colony k bahar Bhompu lekar pahuncha.

Pappu Pret – “Yo Sweety! This is not done. Hum Pret-Chudail log padosi hai aur saath bhatakte hai in 2 netao ki to waise bhi nark mey bhat pitni hai us se pehle inhone hum pret logo k saath jo gunah kiye hai uske liye inhe 2-4 din rakh kar agar thoda sa khel le hum Pret jan to kya burai hai….aur Naspitti tu badi zubaan ki pakki ban rahi hai, le liya na Farm House inse ab dafa kar inhe. ”

Sweety – “Farm House itna bada hai, mai ek Chudail only space chahti thi jiske liye wo farm house ekdum perfect hai. Ye Neta kisi Aghori ko set karke aaye hai agar inke nark jaane tak inko bachaya nahi to har doosri jagah ki tarah wo Farm House Babban Bhoot Gang hathiya lega, Bhooton ki majority ka faayda utha kar. Wo risk mai nahi le sakti….”

Pappu Pret – “Lagta hai ab Yuddh ka samay aa gaya hai. Mai shapath leta hun ki jab tak un dono Neta Aatmao k dhar k joot nahi bajaunga aur saath mey har Chudail ki chuttiya nahi fhaaddunga, eye brow nahi noch lunga..tab tak chain se nahi bhatakunga….Preton! Phatt de Chadde…Oh! Sorry…Chak de Phatte!!!”

Sweety Chudail kisi wajah se chup thi aur ek boring Test Ballebaaz ki tarah baaton aur Chill Poo mey Preton ka time nikal rahi thi.

Ye nazara thodi door se dono Yamdoot aur nishpaksh Babban Bhoot Gang k members dekh rahe the.

Yamdootesh – “Oh no! Aese to hum un 2 Netao ko le jaane mey late ho jaayenge aur agar Sweety Chudail ne yuddh ka elaan kar diya to yahan arajakta faail jaayegi. Mujhe unhe rokna hoga….”

“Lagta hai yahan naye aaye ho…Tadapur mey late hone ki aadat daal lo!”

Yamdootesh – “Aapki taareef?”

“Bada jigra hai re….Babban Bhoot ki taareef puchhne waalo ki tashreef kaat di jaati hai. Par teri himmat se hum khush huey. Aa baith…arre baith jaa, abhi nahi lad rahe ye dono gangs. Sweety Gang ki Chudailen paas k kasbe mey Ladies Sangeet mey gayi hui hai, aane mey thoda time lagega. Nahi to abhi tak ho gaya hota inka Commonwealth. Arre Sharma! Iske liye Bhaang ki pakodiyan aur Dhature ka juice lekar aao…”

Yamdootesh – “Mai nasha nahi karta.”

Babban Bhoot – “Arre ek jaam to dushman k saath bhi lagaya jaata hai Darling…”

Yamdootesh – “NAHI !!! Mere kuch usool hai…”

Babban Bhoot – “O Kaka ji! Ye Aadarshvaad ki peepni kahin aur bajaiyo….Natthu! Shake the Babla!”

Babban k ek ishare par Bhooton ki toli ne Yamdootesh ko zabardasti Dhature ka Juice pilaya, Bhaang ki pakodiyan khilayi aur smack ke injections lagaye.

Babban Bhoot – “Haaye thandak si mil gayi ! Sachche, Saaf Dil logo ke usool, aadarsh, pratigya tudvaane ka jo maza hai na wo Eucalyptus par ulta latakne mey bhi nahi hai. Yamdootar samjhao apne dost ko…agar ye beech mey padkar unki ladai rukva dega to unke gang kamzor kaise honge? Inki aapas ki ladai mey 10-12 Pret-Chudail ki punchh kate, 2-4 Apahij hon tab hi to humara gang aur mazboot hoga. Nothing personal, you see politics hai hi aesi cheez.”

Yamdootesh ne nishchit Pret-Chudail yudh ko rokne k liye Dev Yamraj k khaas Sahayak Dev ko emergency  call lagayi jo turant apne Yamdooto ki toli ko lekar haazir ho gaye. Aese signals har aatma ko dikh jaate the aur hamesha ki tarah sthiti bhaamp kar sabhi atript aatmayen ‘shona babu’ mode mey aa gayi. Nazara dekh Sahayak Dev Yamdootesh par baras pade.

“Mujhe aapse aesi apeksha nahi thi Yamdootesh! Dekho kitne bhole bhoot, pyaare pret aur cute chudail hai ye sab. Mai to kehta hun ki Mrityulok mey pure innocence kahin hai to wo…..Yahin hai! Yahin hai! Yahin hai!

Masoom, nireeh aatmaon ko pata nahi kyu yahan niyukt hue Yamdoot yun hi badnaam karte hai. Abhi mai in 2 netao ko nark le jaata hun par aage se bina kaaran humey yun bulaya gaya to aap ghor dand aur shaap k bhaagi banenge. Ab hum chalte hai. Bam Bam Bholey!”

Pappu Pret – “Sampail aur Pampail. Jaiye aap log escort kijiye Sahayak Dev ki toli ko. Aajkal zamana bahut kharab hai.” *winks*

Pappu Pret ka ishara samajh Preton ki toli se Pampail Pret aur Sampail Pret, Sahayak Dev k kaafile se sat gaye aur poore raaste bhar Yamlok k dwaar tak dono netao ko saavdhani se rath ki aad lekar ghunse, laat pelte chale gaye.

Idhar Sweety aur Yamdootesh k naina char ho gaye the.

Babban Bhoot – “Yaar! Yamdootar le jaa isko, mai tere dost k ghusand hi ghusand bajaye chala jaunga. Abhi apne senior se daant khaayi hai par sudhra nahi….gandi soch!”

Yamdootesh ko beech mey dakhl dene ki penalty k roop mey usko allot hua quarter Bhooton ko dena pada aur wo Yamdootar k quarter mey shift ho gaya.

Ab wo apna kaam anmane tareeke se karne laga aur udaas rehne laga. Sweety se bhi Yamdootesh k affair ki khabar har taraf thi jis baat se Babban Bhoot, Pappu Pret naraaz the. Ek din wo Yamdootar ko bina bataye vacation par chala gaya. Apne dost k liye Yamdootar ne overtime kiya aur seniors ko bhanak nahi lagne di kuch din. Aakhirkaar, Yamdootesh kaam par lauta par wo kahan gaya tha ye nahi bataya.

Sweety bhi Yamdootesh k waapas aane se khush thi. Ab wo dono chhup-chhup kar milne lage. Ek din aese hi Sweety ki godi mein Yamdootesh sar rakh kar leta tha.

Sweety – “….Ye devlok ka fabric kitna smooth hai, mere liye bhi mangwa do thoda. Tumpar purple dhoti suit karti hai, skin tone k according bahut dashing lagte ho usme. Aur please jab kisi aatma ko pakda karo le jaane k liye, to Gada side mey mat daba kar chala karo awkward lagta hai jaise koi Cricketer out hokar jaa raha ho.”

Yamdootesh – “Alright Janu! jaisa tum kaho. Kitni care karti ho tum meri. Thanks! You know what mai waapas kyu aaya….just because I feel poor when I don’t have your presence…”

Sweety – “Awwwww tumhari aawaz mey Janu kitna cute lagta hai.…aur Please please please tumhari eye brows bahut thick hai please threading karva liya karo kuch weeks mey, koi issue ho to mai kar dungi. Don’t be conscious na…Aajkal ladke bhi karva lete hai.”

Idhar ek Tantrik Yoman Baba ne Tadapur mey pravesh kiya jinka udeshya zyada se zyada aatmao ko mukti dilvana tha. Kai aatmayen aesi thi jinko shaanti k liye manviy roop se kuch jatan karne padte jaise koi apne ghar ke peeche naale ki zameen mey dhan gaad gaya tha apne parivaar k liye par achanak maut se kisi priyjan ko bata nahi paaya, ya kisi ki beti ka padosi k saath affair tha par ye pata chalte hi usko heart attack aa gaya aur unka affair chalta raha, apne padosi aur beti ko saza dene k uske armaan dhare reh gaye upar se jo baat sun kar usko heart attack hua wo uske marne k baad jaari thi….aese hi kai aur adhuri bhautik baaton aatmao ko atript bana diya tha.

Yoman Bana dheere dheere aese bhautik kaamo ko niptane lage aur kuch samay baad adhiktar atript aatmao ke bhautik bandhan toot gaye par ab bhi aatmao ki poorn mukti k liye unke gadh mey Amavas k ratri pahar mey ek maha-hawan baaki tha. Kuch aatmao k case hopeless the unhe kabhi mukti nahi mil sakti thi jaise kisi aatma ne kisi Raja ki poori kaum ko khatm karne ki pratigya lit hi par baad mey pata chala ki us Raja ki 400 se adhik anaitik santaane thi jinki apni kai santane ho chuki thi aura lag alag disha mey kai peedhiyan chal padi thi. 1-2 logo ki baat hoti to pehle Aghori reh chuke Yoman Baba khopche mey leke mundi marodne mey koi gurej na dikhate par baat yahan hazaro lakho logo ki thi. Santosh ki baat ye thi ki aesi hopeless aatmao ki sankhya kum hi thi. Yoman Baba k maha-yagya manshaon ki bhanak Bhooton, Preton aur Chudailon ko ab tak lag chuki thi. Prabhavshaali netao ko darr tha ki itni sankhya aatmao ka mukt ho jaana unke varchasva par prabhav daal sakta hai isliye unhone Yoman Baba ko molest karte hue Tadapur se khaded diya.

Unhe ye bhi pata chala ki itne din jo Yamdootesh gayab tha uska prayojan in Yoman Baba ko Tadapur laana tha. Yamdootesh ki phir se haaziri hui sanyukt sabha mey.

Yamdootesh – “Haan, bulaya maine Yoman Baba ko par mujhe laga tum logo ko shaanti milegi to us se khush hoge. Nahi chahiye shaanti to koi baat nahi. Mujhe aur punish mat karo, mai ab tum logo ki dincharya, ratricharya mey koi interfere nahi karunga. Jo marji aaye karo…”

Idhar Yamdootesh scene se gayab ho gaya aur usko Tadapur aur Cheemapur ki seema par sthit ekaant mey, No Man’s Land….No Ghost’s Land mey dekha jaane laga. Ab Yamdootesh ka Sweety se milna bhi bahut kum ho gaya. Yamdootar ne apne saathi par bilkul giveup kar diya tha.

Sweety ne ek din Yamdootesh ko ek khoobsurat Soni Chudail ke saath hangout karte dekh liya. Sweety aur Yamdootesh mey zabardast jhagda hua aur Sweety ruth kar chali gayi. Idhar Babban Bhoot aur Pappu Pret ka dil bhi Soni Chudail par aa gaya. Cheemapur mey bhi 2-3 prabhavshaali Bhoot, Pret pehle se hi Soni k deewane the. Pappu ne apne prabhav se Soni ko pana chaha par ye divya niyam tha ki bina vivah k doosre rajya ki seema mey pravesh nahi kiya jaa sakta, sirf No Ghost’s Land se koshish ki jaa sakti hai. Yamdootesh k charm se jealous Pappu, Babban ne usey Soni k Swayamvar k liye challenge kiya jo baat sun seema k doosri aur k bade Bhoot, Pret bhi aa gaye.

Soni k swayamvar k liye aagami amavas ki raat yaani agli hi raat nirdharit ki gayi jisme shakti, charisma, dance, singing gigs aadi pratiyogitaon mey dono rajyo k kuch Bhoot, Pret aur Yamdootesh mey muqabla hona tha. Ye aayojan Tadapur aur Cheemapur ki seema par hona tha jisko dekhne k liye dono taraf ki atript aatmao ki bheed lag gayi. Saathi Yamdootar ne Yamdootesh ko chaitavni di ki agar wo Chudail se shaadi par ada raha to wo high command shikayat kar usko suspend karva kar inhi atript aatmao ka ek saath banva dega. Par Yamdootesh par koi asar nahi pada.

Muqable hote gaye aur har muqable mey Yamdootesh jeetta raha. Idhar apne hero ko kisi aur ko pane k liye inti intensity dikhate hue Sweety ka dil ro raha tha. Wo apna Chudail gang lekar wahan se ud chali. 

Yamdootar ne bhi apni shikayat darj ki jiska review Amavas mey adhik shaktishaali huyi duniya bhar mey aatmao ki shaitaniyon ki wajah se abhi pending tha aur karyavahi swaroop  Sahayak Dev ko aane mey abhi kuch ghante lagne the.

Yamdootesh – “Kyu be Babban, Pappu…badi mismisi chhuti rehti hai, supporters ki bheed mey Vidhayako waala style maarte ho, bheed ki aad mey to bade laat-ghunse chalate ho. Ab aao one on one….na tum dono ki poonch kaat di to mera naam Yamdootesh nahi Kaddukesh.

Kaafi der tak chale muqablon mey sabhi maamlo mey Yamdootesh ne bade margin se comprehensive victories darj ki.

Aakhir mey jab varmala dalne ki baat aayi to Soni Chudail ne Cheemapur k ek Bhoot k gale mey varmala daali. Sab achambhit the ye kya hua. Ye khabar Khabri Chudail ne Sweety ko di to wo bhi kotuhal mey waapas venue par aa pahunchi.

Yamdootesh ne announcement kiya.

“Aaj Amavas ki raat jab aatmayen sabse adhik shaktishaali hoti hai us din bhi apna poora zor laga kar Swayamvar mai jeeta hun sirf apne prem se mili prerna ki wajah se par wo Swayamvar Soni k liye nahi tha, mera Swayamvar to Sweety k liye tha.”

Peepal par ulti latki achambhit, avaak Sweety dhadaam se zameen par giri.

“Ye sab ek natak tha jisme mere saath Cheemapur ki achchhi aatmayen shaamil thi. Unse milkar mujhe pata chala ki atript aatmayen hamesha huddangi ya bawaali nahi hoti balki achchh ibhi ho sakti hai bas unke neta aur disha nirdesh karne waali badi aatmayen achchhi honi chahiye. Soni ki pehle se hi shaadi ho chuki thi aur usne apne pati k gale mey hi varmala daali. Sweety ko bhi maine ye plan late bataya. Ab jab mai aap sabko sambodhit kar raha hun to bata dun ki Yoman Baba phir se Tadapur ki seema mey hawan kar rahe hai aur mere mic par swaha bolte hi wo poorn aahuti denge jis se aapme se adhiktar aatmao ko mukti mil jaayegi….. Yoman Baba Swaha!”

Isi k saath kai aatmayen aakash mey vileen ho gayi. Bas kuch Bhoot, Pret Neta aur Sweety samet kuch Chudailen bach gayi.

Babban Bhoot – “Par….humne to Tadapur mey jagah-jagah apne guard Bhoot-Pret chhode the kisi aapatkaaleen baat k liye….”

Yamdootesh – “….wo beech mey uth k jo Sweety Gang gaya tha wo kya ladies sangeet karne gaya tha? Kuch se to Yoman Baba khud nipat liye aur kuch ko sula diya Sweety & Company ne. Aur Ab zara tameez mey rehna 5-7 bache ho total usi style mey joot hi joot bajaunga jaise tum kabhi bajate the.”

Yamdootesh ne Yoman Baba ko Babban aur Pappu ko peetne, molest karne ka poora mauka diya. Phir unka dhanyavaad kar unko vida di. Inspection karne aaye Sahayak Dev eksaath itni aatmao ki mukti se khush dikhe par unhe verify karna tha ki kya Yamdootesh ne kisi Chudail se Shaadi ki hai.

Wo Tadapur mey bachi 4-5 Chudailon ki neta Sweety se mukhatib hue.

“Kya Yamdootesh ka kisi sthaniye ya videshi Chudail se chakkar chal raha hai? Kya wo aapki taraf aakarshit hote hai?”

Sweety Chudail – “Aapko galat soochna mili hai. Yamdootesh bahut hi kartavyaparayan Yamdoot hai. Itni aatmao ko shaanti pahuchane ka poora shrey unhi ko jata hai. Kuch prabhavshaali Bhooton ke dabaav mey wo sandesh aap tak gaye the. Waise bhi hum badsurat Chudailon ki aesi kismet kahan jo hum unhe paa saken…”

Ye sun Yamdootesh bhavuk ho gaye.

Sahayak Dev samanya sthiti dekh Yamdootar ko warning dekar chale gaye.

Sweety Chudail – “Prem karne se pehle duniyadaari ki sudh nahi rehti aur jab duniyadaari ki sudh aati hai tab tak prem ho chuka hota hai. Mujhe pehle hi pata tha ki humara milan nahi ho sakta par mai to pehle se hi atript hun isliye adhoori aankanshaon ki aadat hai Sweety ko. Tumhe door se hi sahi prem karti rahungi….”

Uske baad anya rajyo ki tarah Tadapur mey bhi vyavastha dharre par aayi aur wahan ki is doosri duniya mey bhi shaanti aayi.

 

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(Mohit Sharma)

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14th Century Asian Era/Backdrop

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Kabhi bade shetra aur kuch desho mey faila hua Yabari Dharm ab ek chhote desh Revanda tak simat kar reh gaya tha. Jiski wajah tha apne dharm ki aad lekar chhote rajyo ko hatiya raha Zehrab desh ka mool Shashak Illumnaat. Uske andhe samarthak (jinki samkhya sainik varg mey adhik thi) kisi tark ko nahi maante the aur chahte the ki duniya ka har vyakti sirf unka hi dharm Jirawo apnaye.

Doosre dharmo k Dharm Guruon ko Illumnaat ke isharo par ya to unke prabhav shetro se bhagaya jaa raha tha, khaareda jaa raha tha ya maara jaa raha tha. Illumnaat ye chhadm sandesh failana chahta tha ki Jirawo k alawa sabhi dharmo aur Zehrab shashit rajyo k alawa sabhi rajyo mey arajakta, paap ka mahaul tha aur Jirawo paalan karne se hi in buraiyon se bacha jaa sakta tha.

Illumnaat ka mukhya salahkaar Vardah ek kutil vidhvaan tha jo dharmo aur rajyo ka achchha jaankar tha. Wo aur Illumnaat jaante the ki janta ko kisi Ishwariye Prateek se hi daraya jaa sakta hai aur us Bhagwan ki aad mey apne mann ka kaam liya jaa sakta hai. Halanki, Illumnaat ki nitiyan chhadm thi par dharm guruon mey ye sandesh jaa chuka tha ki unke virudh gehra shadiyantra chal raha hai.

Yabari k sabse bade Dharm Guru Yabanov bhi ek sabha mey apni simat rahi pariniti par chintan mey doobe the, ki tabhi unki sabha mey ek yuva shishya ne sawal rakha.

“Mahan Yabanov! Dharm k naam par aaj tak bas maar-kaat hi dekhi hai. Kya sirf yahi dharm ka maksad hai? Agar aesa hai to Nastik log kisi bhi dharm ko maanne waalo se behtar aur shaanti priye hue?”

Yabanov muskuraye, unhe us yuva shishya ki imaandaar jigyasa achchhi lagi kyoki aksar ya to unhe Yabari dharm k liye ladne marne ki baat karne wale samarthak milte the ya unke auhde k darr se aesi jigyasayen hote hue bhi naa puchhne wale samarthak jo unko hi Bhagwan ka roop maante the.

Yabanov – “Shaanti aur vyavhar ka dharmik hone ya na hone se zyada vyakti ki parvarish par nirbhar karta hai. Kisi dharm ki neev galat nahi hoti. Galat hote hai uska apne matlab anusaar arth nikal kar dushprachar karne waale bade neta, pracharak aur dharm guru. Samay k saath dharm ki wo pavitr neev to kahin bhula di jaati hai par Upar waale k naam se darne wale kuch anuyayi bach jaate hai jo adhure gyan k saath aur sadiyon se chali aa rahi galat paramparaon ki raksha k aadambar mey jeevan k asli udeshyon se bhatak kar arajakta failate hai, paap karte hai.

Dharm logo ko sangathit karne ka ek zariya hai. Ab ye sangathit shakti sahi disha mey jaati hai ya galat ye is par nirbhar karta hai ki wo dharm sadiyon ki jhuthti paramparon par tika hai ya shuruat se bani uski neev par jo samay k saath manavta k vikas k liye khud mey badlaav hone layak lacheelapan rakhti hai.”

Yabari dharm ka ek baar phir se badhta daayra Illumnaat k saamne chunauti pesh kar raha tha. Salahkaar Vardha bhi is shaanti priy dharm k badhte prabhav ko rokne k paksh mey tha kyoki dharm ka jo hathiyaar Illumnaat isteymaal kar raha tha wo kisi aur dharm k badhne par kunnd pad sakta tha. Yabari k badhne ki mukhya wajah Yabanov the jo dharm prachar karne k liye aksar apne rajya ki seemao k paas shivir lagate the jinme bhaari bheed jut ti thi aur unhe badi sankhya mey naye Yabari anuyayi milte the.

Ek seemavarti gaon mey aese hi shivir k dauraan padosi rajya ka ek doot sandesh laya ki Illumnaat ki aakramak nitiyon par yojna banane k liye bache hue kuch chhote dharmo ke adhyaksho aur mukhya anuyayiyon  ki ek gupt sthaan par saiyukt baithak hai. Yabanov apne darjan bhar prabhavi santo aur purohito ko saath lekar Yabari dharm ka pratinidhitva karne us rajya mey nishchit gupt sthaan par pahunche jahan unhe kuch aur dharmo k astitva k liye sangharsh kar rahe dharm guru aur mahant-purohit, anuyayi mile.

Sabha shuru hui sab upasthit hastiyon ne apni yojnayen aur nitiyan samooh k saath baanti. Yabanov ne bhi aane wale samay k liye apni nitiyan baithak mey sabhi ko batayi. Abhi baithak chal hi rahi thi ki us sabha par naqabposh sainik tukdi ka hamla ho gaya jisme sabha k bahut se sadasya mare gaye. Sainik se sant bane Yabanov ne us baithak k sadasyon ki raksha k liye talwar utha li par hamlavaro ki sankhya zyada thi jiski wajah se thode sangharsh k baad unhe andhere mey bhaagna pada. Pata chala ki us padosi rajya k shashak aur dhram guru ko Illumnaat ne khareed liya tha aur ye bache hue dharm guruon ki sabha karva kar unki hatya karvane ka shadiyantra usi ka tha.

Zakhmi Yabanov ne apne saath bhaag kar bache logo ko dekha to unme Yabari k 6 sant aur anuyayi, Prentak Dharm k ek Dharm Guru Swahil, 3 Prentak sant aur unka wo yuva poorv-shishya jo ab Nastik ban chuka tha aur sabha mey aastik logo k tabke ka pratinidhitva kar raha tha bache. In sabne jungle se sate ek gaon mey sharan li.

Yabanov ko paristhiti anusaar apni niti mey badlaav karne pade. Ab unhe bhi chhadm rehkar apna dharm prachar karna tha. Unke aade aa rahi thi ek cheez ki jab koi chhup kar rehta hai to uska dushman uske bare mey lagataar afwahen faila sakta hai jinme se har kisi ka jawab dena sambhav nahi…..jawabo k abhaav mey samarthako mey sandeh badhta hai aur samay k saath wo doosre dharm ya neta ka rukh kar lete hai. Illuminaat ke failaye dhongi netao, Guruon ki afwahon ne janta mey sandeh k beej bo diye the.

Yabanov aur Swahil k dharm alag the par vichar mel khaate the. Dono mey aadhyatmik vishyo aur apne anubhavo par lambi baat-cheet hoti thi. Ek doosre k liye dono ka samman badh raha tha. Yabanov k paas apne dharm ka pavitr pracheen granth tha jo har peedhi k saath mukhya dharm guru ko di jaati thi. Yabari logo ki is kitaab aur apne mukhya dharm guru mey aseem shraddha thi. Manyata thi ki ye kitaab jab tak surakshit rahegi tab tak Yarabi Ishwar apne anuyayiyon par kripa rahegi. Chhoti afwahon ka asar logo par utna nahi hua par Yabanov ki anupasthiti mey ek badi afwah failayi gayi ki Yabanov ne ek veshya k saude mey ye pavitr kitaab doosre dharm k hawale kar di jinhone ye kitaab milte hi isko jala diya.

Yabanov tak jab ye baat pahunchi to unhone nishchay kiya ki wo apni gatividhiyan badhate hue sthaniye melo, gram sabhao mey apni jaan ka jokhim lete hue Pavitr Kitaab k saath logo k saamne aayenge. Unke poorv shishya Fromos jo us dal mey ekmatr nastik tha ne unhe sujhav diya ki kitaab ki pratilipiyan banakar rakhen taaki agar kitaab nasht ho jaaye to janta ka vishwas bana rahe aur jahan Yabanov na jaa paye wahan unke shihsya-sant pratilipiyan lekar jaaye. Din beete aur Yabanov ne pavitr kitaab ke saath abhi kuch hi jagah darshan diye the ki ek raat unhone shor suna.

Unhone mashalon ki roshni mey dekha ki Prentak k ek anuyayi ko Fromos maar raha tha uske aas-paas hi kuch lashen padi thi jinki shinakht mushkil thi. Yabanov ne chinta mey idhar udhar dekha unhe dekh kar raahat mili ki Swahil zinda the aur saath hi unke shivir mey so rahe 2 Yabari anuyayi bhi. Peeche se gaon waalo ki bheed aa rahi thi. Fromos aur Yabanov ki nighahen mili aur phir afra tafri k mahaul mey Fromos gayab ho gaya. Wahan 7 lashen thi jinme se 3 par Prentak aur 4 par Yabari santo k kapde the, unke chehre aur shareer chaku ya pathar se kuche gaye the. Nishkarsh nikala gaya ki Nastik Fromos ne Prentak aur Yabari k santo mey matbhed faila kar dono ko ladva diya aur jo bach nikle unhe khud maar diya jinme se ek katl Yabanov aur Swahil ne dekha bhi tha. Par Yabanov ko Fromos ki nazron ne kuch aur kaha tha, Yabanov k liye ye sachchai maanna mushkil tha, pavitr kitaab bhi gayab thi uski pratilipiyan abhi ban bhi nahi paayi thi. Yabanov ne sab gaon walo ko dilasa dete hue kaha ki kitaab surakshit hai aur kuch samay tak jungle k is shetra mey na aayen kyoki is tarah wo jagah-jagah ghoom rahe jasooso ya sainiko ki nazar mey aakar sandeh badha sakte hai.

Saavdhani k liye lasho ko bistarbandhon mey bandh kar naqabposho k hamle mey bache 12 mey se ab 4 log sudoor junglon mey chale gaye. Yabanov ki ichha thi ki bade santo ki lasho ki antim kriya sabhi reeti rivajo k saath ho isliye sabki ichchha k viruddh jaate hue unhone lasho ko dho kar chalte rehne ka nirnay liya. Yabari mey lasho ko dafnane ka sabse paavan samay poornima ki raat maana jata hai jisme Yabari pavitr kitaab k anusaar farishte chaand ki sheetal kirno k zariye apni lash ya sad rahe avshesho k aas-paas bhatak rahi aatmao ko lene aate hai. Poornima aane mey abhi poore 6 din the, ek gaon wala khabar laya ki sainiko k ek tukdi ne elaka chinhit kar liya hai aur wo jungle mey ghus chuke hai. Khatre se door hone k liye lasho ko dhote hue wo log lagataar bhagte rahe aur 4 dino baad unhone ek pahadi gufa ki sharan li.

Prentak dharm guru Swahil apne saathiyon k maare jaane se bahut dukhi the. Unhone apne mrit santo ki aakhri ichchha anusaar unke shav pehle hi Prentak anuyayiyon k liye pujniye nadi Ridyel mey baha diye the. Par ab bhi wo 4 log durgam sthitiyon mey Yabari santo k 6 shav dho rahe the jo ab sadne lage the aur unki badbu badh rahi thi. Is palayan mey gaon waalo se mili rasad peeche chhut gayi thi. Lagataar bhaagne se dimaag aur shareer kund pad rahe the.

Guru Swahil itni vedna, thakaan aur bhookh jhel nahi paaye wo behosh ho gaye. Jab wo hosh mey aaye to unhe Guru Yabanov ne nadi ka paani pilaya aur khaane ko pakaya hua maans diya. Swahil ko jaise khazana mil gaya ho dino ki bhookh mitane ko wo maans khane lage. Thoda kha lene k baad usne dekha ki Yabanov udaas baithe hai aur unke 2 anuyayi sankoch se unhe dekh rahe hai.

Swahil sthiti bhaamp kar dheeme swar mey samjhate hue bole –

“Hum logo par bahut jeevan nirbhar hai, mai jaanta hun aap logo ka dharm maansahar ki ijazat nahi deta. Par wo to mera bhi nahi deta, abhi hum log mar gaye to ye baaten aage hazaro lakho logo tak kaun pahunchayega?”

Yabanov ka chehra aur swar sakht ho gaya, “Meri taraf mat dekho santo, mai zinda reh lunga. Kachcha maans mat khao. Prentak Guru Swahil ki tarah paka hua maans khana shuru karo. Khud ko zinda rakhna hai….”

Par dono anuyayi apna sar jhukaye bilakh bilakh kar rone lage.

Yabanov – “Lagta hai tum dono aese nahi maanoge, ye dekho Mai! Tumhara dharm guru ye maans kha raha hai. Ab khao….Santo…Yabari k naam par khao…shayad upar waale ki yahi marzi hai.”

2 din bhar pet khaane k baad Yabanov aage ki yojna par vichar karne lage santo k saath.

Swahil – “Laashen kahan hai? Kya aap logo ne lasho ki antim kriya kar di? Par poornima to aaj hai.”

Swahil ko jab sach pata chala to wo nishabd hokar zameen par baith gaye. Unki behoshi kuch ghante ki thi jis dauraan 3 lashen bhediyon ka jhund utha le gaya tha jinhe kamzor pad chuke Yabanov aur 2 sant rok nahi paaye. Kisi tarah aag jalakar jungli jaanvaro ko bhagaya. Yabanov ne aakhri bachi lash ka maans paka kar Swahil ko diya….taaki wo zinda reh saken, ye sab dekh kar apne bhagya ko kos rahe 2 anuyayiyon ka sankoch mitane k liye unhone khud bhi apne hi shishya-sant ka maans khaya.

Swahil ne Yamanov ko bataya ki Jungle ki pashchimi disha mey Illumnaat k Zehrab desh k paas 2 jungli kabile Prentak dharm ko maante hai wahin se surakshit reh kar kuch dino tak Illumnaat k viruddh apna abhiyaan chalaya jaa sakta hai. Yabanov ne lasho ko lekar bhaagne mey raaste bhar mehsoos kiya ki koi unhe dekh raha hai par ye aniyamit sone aur khaane k lakshan bhi ho sakte the isliye zyada dhyaan nahi diya. Phir se jaan jokhim mey daalte hue wo log durgam jungle, pahadon se guzarte hue jab kabile se sirf kuch ghanto ki doori par reh gaye tab un logo ne aaram karne k liye apna shivir dala par wahan bhi durbhagya ne dastak di aur dono Yabari santo ko saanp ne kaat liya aur unki maut ho gayi. Unke Muh se nikalte jhaag dekh kar Yabanov ka dhairya toot gaya aur  wo dahade maar kar krandan karne lage. Wo unhe asahay se dekh rahe Guru Swahil se lipat kar rone lage. Swahil ne unhe santvna di aur dono ne phir kabilo ki taraf ka safar shuru kiya. Aakhirkar dono un kabilon par pahunche.

Ummeed se ulat achanak Nastik Fromos ne ek baar phir hamla kiya, is baar Swahil ghayal hue aur is se pehle ki unpar Fromos dwara gambhir vaar hota Yabanov ne unki puar sun peechhe se Fromos ko zakhmi kar diya, jab tak kabile waale aate tab tak Fromos faraar ho chuka tha.

Usi din kabile mey bahut se sainik aaye aur unhone Yabanov ko giraftaar kar liya. Jabki hasta hua Swahil aur dono kabile ye tamasha dekh rahe the.

Swahil – “Illumnaat k mukhya salahkaar Vardah ka abhinandan swikar kijiye, Guru Yabanov….ha ha ha ha….”

Yabanov – “Itna bada chhal? Par kyu Swahil?”

Swahil (Vardah) – “Tujhe to hum kabhi bhi yun hi masal dete par teri shakti tera dharm hai, teri chhavi hai. Marna tujhe amar farishta bana deta. Ek Yabari hi dharm hai jispar humey paar pana tha baaki to yun hi kuchle jaate. Par Yabari k uday se kukurmutto ki tarah bagawat ki aandhi jagah-jagah failne lagi. Log humpar prashn karne lage….aur prashno k uttar dene mey mai bachpan se kachcha hun. Humey teri maut nahi, tere dharm ki maut chahiye taaki ye vidroh k badal eksaath chhant jaaye. Tere naam ka isteymaal kar bada prachar kar diya hai hum logo ne ki wo vaishya waali afwah sahi thi aur na tere paas Yabari ka pavitr kitaab hai. Ab teri saarvjanik maut k saath Jirawo aur Zehrabmay ho jayega.”

Yabanov – “Oh…Fromos…”

Swahil – “Haan, Nastik Fromos ne bada pareshaan kiya. Tere sant maar dene k baad unki lashen jagah- jagah se kuch di thi aur unhi k saath gaon k 3 logo ki lasho ko Prentak anuyayiyon yaani mere gupt-charo ki poshak pehna kar waise hi kuch diya gaya jagah jagah se. Par Fromos ko bhanak lagi aur usne mere 2 guptchar maar daale aur teesre ko hum dono k saamne ghayal kar diya, in teeno ko andhere ki aad mey maine hi chhupa diya. Kuch batane se pehle Fromos ko bhi bhaagna pada. Beech safar mey Fromos ek – do baar humare paas tak aaya par maine raste badal liye, aakhir mey jab kabile k paas usne hamla kiya to meri kismat achchhi rahi aur uski buri. Wo granth jungle ki mutbhed mey Fromos le uda…par kitab ka uske paas rehna ya jal jana ek hi baat hai…aakhir wo aastik jo thehra.”

Kuch dino baad us “Niyati Divas” par Zehrab ki rajdhani Jirawan mey lakho logo ki bheed lag gayi jo Illumnaat aur Vardha ki baaton par vishwaas nahi kar paa rahe the ki Yabanov ek dhongi, kroor-paapi Dharm guru tha jo aiyyash tha, jisne ek veshya k liye Yabari k pavitr granth ko bhi bech diya. Ye jaan kar kai chhoti-badi afwahon se pehle se hi sandeh mey doobe log Jirawo dharm apna lenge.

Illumnaat – “To kaise maare Yabanov ko? Koi tadapne waali dheemi maut theek rahegi taaki wo jan samooh k saamne dard se cheekhta rahe aur ye lage ki Yabari k bhagwan apne sabse bade anuyayi ko bhi nahi bacha paa rahe?”

Vardah – “Samrat! Aapko ek sujhav dena chahunga. Yabanov ko maanne waalo ki sankhya bahut hai, buddhe ne itne achchhe kaam kar rakhe hai jeevan bhar ki logo ko ab bhi shaq hai ki humne afwahen failayi hai, Yabanov ko zabardasti bandi banaya hai aur khud hi Yabari ka granth jala diya hai. Uske liye maine khaas saza sochi hai….Top se udana, shero ka bhojan banvana ya jala dena to aam saza ho gayi, maine kuch rajyo k adhyan mey dekha ki wahan fansi ki saza prachlit hai aur us se judi ek khaas baat bhi…..”

Us nishchit din Illumnaat k kile k upar Vardah aur Illumnaat maujood the. Bheed apne aadarsh Yabanov ko bandha dekh asmanjas mey thi. Tabhi bhompu pakde Vardah ne granhit swar mey bolna shuru kiya.

Vardah – “Ek taraf Yabari hai jo dushto ka dharm hai, paapiyon ka dharm hai. Wahan k dharm guru manav maans khaate hai, kaali sadhnayen karte hai, khooni hai, aiyyash hai…sirf ek vaishya k liye inhone peedhiyon se chala aa raha apna pavitr granth tak bali chadha diya. Ek taraf hai Illumnaat, Zehrab ka Jirawo jo pavitr hai, humey achchhai k marg par chalne ko prerit karta hai, doosro ki madad ko prerit karta hai, jiska Ishwar paapiyon ko dandit karta hai aur aaj ek aesa hi paapi unke darbaar mey dandit hone aaya hai. Ab ye aap par hai ki aap Yarabi jaise dushto k dharmo ko chunte hai ya paavan Jirawo ko….”

Apni taraf se soche gaye manghadant apradho aur sabooton, gawahon k bal par ye kehkar Yabanov ko fansi ki vedi tak laaya gaya ki aage ka saboot khud Jirawo k Ishwar denge.

Faansi hone par kuch der chhatpatane k baad Yabanov ka shareer shithil pad gaya aur unka guptang sakht ho kar khada ho gaya aur uske aas-paas kapdo mey thoda geelapan aa gaya.

*Death Erection/Angle Lust

A death erection is a post-mortem erection observed in the corpses of men who have been executed, particularly by hanging (90%).

Vardah ki to jaise mannat poori ho gayi.

“Dekha aap logo ne Jirawo ke Ishwar ne dikha diya ki wo Yabari jaise dooshit dharmo k ishwaro se behtar hai. Yabari k Dharm Guru ki jaan nikalne k baad bhi Vasna uske shareer mey basi reh gayi aur us paapi ka guptang khada ho gaya…ye humare Ishwar ki jeet ka sanket hai.”

Janta niruttar aur avak thi.

मिली बरसात ज़मी से तेरी महक लायी,
क़ुदरत भी सीख गयी इंसानों सी रुसवाई.
देखी हर रस्म सरे-आम पस्त होते हुए,
कितने ज़हरीले लफ्ज़ ज़ेहन मे पेवस्त होते हुए.

हुयी जो रौशनी कम तेरी यादों से नम आँखों मे,
उसको भी मौसम की धुंध मान लिया…
दरो-दिवार रंगी कालिख से शहर वालो ने,
उसी कालिख से शहर भर मे तेरा नाम लिखा….

दहशत के दौर में लगे बंदे ईमान ढकने ..
सराय में लगे ऊँचे अल्फाज़ बिकने।

इल्म था की जंग बराबरी की होगी …
सामना हुआ तो हम मज़हबी निकले …वो मतलबी निकले।

खुदा को अर्जी दूँगा की हर फकीर की मौत का दिन उस से भी बाँट ले ….
हमे जन्नत जल्दी जाने मे कोई हर्ज़ नहीं है …
पर किसी फ़कीर के छोड़े अधूरे कामो का दुनिया मे कहीं मर्ज़ नहीं है।

मुद्दत से दौड़ा किये जिस जन्नत सी मंजिल की ओर,
पहुँचने पर एहसास हुआ की सफ़र मे साथ लगी धुल ने उसको बेनूर किया.

और जाना की दस्तूरो ने हमेशा झूठ  कहा…..

रास्ता तो बिन बोले ही धूल बनकर साथ हो लिया….

ओर एक ये मंजिल है जो पास आने पर बहाने बनाती है!

मुद्दत से हमने ख्वाबो  को देखना छोड़ दिया,

कटीली राहों पर हर कदम ने रंगीन निशान छोड़ दिया.

मंजिलो के सामने मुकद्दर मुकर गया,

ज़माने को साथ लेने के इंतज़ार मे ज़माना ही गुज़र गया!

जशन की आड़ मे रुखसत हुआ…साजिश थी मेरी,
बिना रुलाये तुझसे हाथ जो छुड़ाना था!
मुड़ा जो तुझसे तो खुदगर्ज़ क्यों मान लिया?
ये भी एक जरिया है गम को छुपाने का!

Kile k kone se ek aur aawaz goonji.

“Haan! Yabanov dhongi tha isliye jab usne sapne mey apna antim samay dekh liya to  pashchyatap mey usne mujhe Dharm Guru banaya tha. Iska saboot hai ye Yabari ka pavitr granth jo mere paas hai. Mai hun Yabari ka dharm guru….aur mera ishwar dusht nahi hai. Dusht Illumnaat aur uske anuyayi hai. Iska saboot mey khud fansi par latak kar dunga…”

Yeh Fromos tha jo poori taiyaari k saath aaya tha. Is se pehle ki kile k sainik us hisse tak aate, Fromos rassi k sahare teele par banaye ek manch par pahuncha jahan usne pehle hi fansi kaintezaam kar rakha tha.

Wo ab bhi nastik tha par apne aadarsh Guru Yabanov k saath hui nainsafi se usme pratishodh ki bhavna thi aur bewakoof-andhi janta ko Vardah, Illumnaat aur Jirawo ki jagah Yabari jaise dharm ka anuyayi banta dekhna zyada behtar tha. Kabile k paas Vardah par kiye hamle mey nakaam hone k baad wo chhup gaya aur kuch dino baad avsad mitane vaishyalay chala gaya, jahan use pata chala ki “Swahil” (Vardah) ki raksha karne waale Yabanov ki talwar se lagi chot se aesa asar hua ki ab uska guptang kabhi khada nahi ho sakta.

Logo ne us manch ko gher liya aur koi kuch samajh paata is se pehle hi Fromos ne khud ko fansio laga li…par is baar uska guptang khada nahi hua.

Fromos k aakhri shabd the – “Erectile Dysfunction Bitches!”

Janta wo pavitr granth dekh aur Fromos ki sthiti dekh dange par utar aayi aur thode sangharsh k baad Yabari samarthako dwara Illuminaat ka takhta palat kiya gaya.

*Erectile dysfunction is sexual dysfunction characterized by the inability to develop or maintain an erection of the penis.

The End!

Fight for the Right (Border par Bhoot) – Author Mohit Sharma Trendster

*) – Fight for the Right (Border par Bhoot)

(Mohit Sharma Trendster)

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*Freelance Talents Championship 2013 (Round 3 Winning Entry) against Author Prashant Vasava

Yark aur Rezadh desh k beech tanaav ek baar phir jung mey tabdil ho gaya tha. Rezadh desh muqable mey hamesha se kamzor raha tha aura b tak hui kuch ladaiyon mey Yark desh ne is baat ka faayda utha kar Rezadh ki kaafi zameen hadap li thi. Yark par 40 saalo se raj tha ek tanashah Swamley ka jo apna raj badhane k liye koi bhi raasta apnane k liye taiyaar rehta tha. Sirf Rezadh hi nahi apnea as-paas k aur kuch desho se bhi Yark desh k rishte talkh hi rahe the in 4 dashako mey. Yark ne fitrat k mutabik ek baar phir hamla kar diya tha Rezadh par.

Brigadier Adam Castro k netratva mey Rezadh ki ek badi tukdi mahatvapoorna morche par dati hui thi. Apne sainiko mey ek ka ajeeb bartaav dekh Adam bifar pade.

“Aakhir tumhe ho kya gaya hai D1 (Gary), drills mey tum best perform karte the but tumhare chehre par ye chinta aur shareer mey itni harkaten kyu ho rahi hai? Kya asli dushman k saamne tumhare honsle past ho gaye hai? Lagta hai tum baton aur practice k sher ho bas!”

“Sir, meri pant kuch ghus gaya hai jo neeche se kaatna shuru karte hue dheere dheere upar ki taraf badh raha hai. Dard ki intensity se lag raha hai ki wo is Registaan ki badi makdi Grey Widow hai. Mujhe darr hai ki agar wo upar aa gayi to uska kaatna itna ghatak ho sakta hai ki meri personality amputate ho jaayegi…Sir!”

“D1…tum bunker se upar hue to tumhari khopdi ud jaayegi. Jaan pyari hai ya personality? Waise ab makdi ki location kya hai?”

“Sir, wo base k paas pahunch gayi hai. Mai aur nahi ruk sakta…”

D1 soldier uchhla aur turant dushman sniper ki goli chali. 

*FLANNNNGGGGGG*

Brigadier Adam – “Ye kaisi aawaz thi. Jaise koi ghanta baja ho….D1 tumhe goli lagi hai?”

Soldier D1 – “AAAIIIII…Haan…Sir! Base ko chhu kar gayi hai….”

Brigadier Adam – “Oh No! D1 ki personality gayi.”

Soldier D1 – “Sir bas skin gayi hai thodi… par Makdi bhi goli se ud gayi hai Sir.”

Brigadier Adam – “Blessing in Disguise D1! First Aid karke waapas bunker par lago…Pant dhang se jhaad kar aana is baar.”

Rezadh ki sena kai morcho par nakaam ho rahi thi. Unki banayi gayi neetiyan koi jasoos ya sena ka adhikaari leak kar raha tha. 

Kuch der mey 2 darjan sainiko aur kuch ghayalo ki mamooli tukdi ke saath, Major General  Gary Castro (jo Adam ka bada bhai tha), Adam ki location par pahuncha. Gary ke kandhe par goli lagi thi. Apne Bhai aur senior officer ki ye dasha dekh Adam ka manobal toot gaya.

Dono bhai is tarah milne se bhavuk the kyoki Rezadh ki behad kamzor unhe andaza ho chuka tha ki ye shayad unki aakhri mulaqat hogi. Par unke sainiko ka manobal na toote isliye dono fauji aupcharik roop se hi baaten kar rahe the. 

Gary – “Humari forces is region mey simatti jaa rahi hai. Agar aesa jaari raha to dushman Air Force ko humari army ko khatm karne ka mauka mil jaayega jo pehle se hi ginti mey dushman k muqable kaafi kum hai. Mere paas bas itne hi sainik bache the isliye mai tumhari location par aa gaya jahan humari sankhya ladne layak hai.”

Adam aur Gary apne command chamber mey gaye, aage ki ranniti banana k liye. Dono ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki aakhir yudh se pehle aur yudh k dauraan banayi gayi mahatvapoorna yojnaye leak kaun kar raha tha? 

Thodi der baad. 

Gary – “Major, battalion ko Degree Epicentre par bheje. Purple Herons reinforcements (General’s Regiment) ki tributary banne ka order do….Major….Major…”

Transmission systems ko sambhal raha Major ektak system screens ko nihar raha tha aur uske muh se jhaag nikal rahe the.

Adam (Check karne k baad) – “Major to marne ki kagaar par hai! Sir! Shayad yahi saari information leak kar raha tha. Is ne cyanide liya hai.”

Gary – “Par achanak cyanide khaane ki kya naubat aa gayi isko?”

Adam – “Kyoki isne apna kaam kar diya hai, Border k paas lagi missiles isne humari sena k head quarters aur President ke gupt nivas (jo sirf humey pata hai) jaise mahatvapoorna thikano par chhodne k codes daal diye hai. Sab khatm ho gaya hai Sir…bas ye base aur kuch units bachi hai Major Regiment k alawa. Ye marte hue screen ki taraf kuch ishara kar gaya hai…”  

Major General Gary ne aapa kho diya aur apni pistol se mare hue Major par goliyan chala di.

Gary – “Suwar ki paidaish…..Brigadier k alawa sab khaali kar do ye control room aur bahar position lo.”

Sabke jaane k baad.

Gary – “Bachi units aur Major Regiment ko South West mey safe points jaane k codes do. Lagta hai ye territory bhi Yark k haath aa jaayegi. Par Itni jaldi mujhe haar nahi maanni…”

Adam ne units aur Major Regiment ko bataye codes diye. 

Gary – “Adam mere Bhai mai tujhe marte hue nahi dekh sakta. Tu nikal jaa yahan se, maine Bhabhi aur  tere liye paiso aur padosi desh Wrazia mey rehne ka intezaam kar diya hai. Meri chinta mat kar…Bhaag jaa mere Bhai. Mere parivaar ko bhi saath le jaana, unka khayal rakhna.”

*~~~~*

Gary haarkar baith gaya, Adam ne apne bade bhai ki aankhon mey bachpan k us din k baad pehli baar aansu dekhe the jab unke Pita Colonel John Castro…32 saal pehle Yark se jung k liye ravana ho rahe the. 8 Saal ka Gary aur 5 Saal k Adam ne unhe rone k liye kursi, mez, takiyo, gaddo ki deewaar bana di thi taaki unke papa ruk jaaye. 

Adam – “Mat jao na Papa dekho Mumma to kuch bol bhi nahi rahi hai, bas apne kamre mey ro rahi hai kal raat se. Aaj ki tarah Gary Bhaiya roz aapke liye Bread Moon ka break fast bana denge…mat jao Papa..Please…”

Gary – “Daddy aap jab kahoge mai padhunga, Mumma ki help karunga. Maa jao na Papa…”

Wo takiyo, gaddo se bani deewaar aaj John ko Dushman ki regiment se bhaari lag rahi thi. Par wo din bhi aaj ki tarah ki kroor tha. Us din bhi Rezadh ki haalat kamzor thi aur haar nischit thi. John bachcho ke gale laga raha. 

Apni biwi Martha aur bachcho se John beintiha pyaar karta tha. Wo bachcho ka bachpan dekhna chahta tha, apne parivaar k saath samay bitana chahta tha, unhe duniya ki har khushi dena chahta tha…Martha se maafi maangna chahta tha aur ek baar khul kar rona chahta tha.

Martha ne raat se khud ko kamre mey band kar rakha tha aur siskiyon ki aawazen lagataar aa rahi thi. Usme John ko vida karne ki himmat nahi thi….vida usne pehle bhi kiya tha John ko par….apne pati ko aakhri baar vida karne ki himmat shayad duniya ki kisi patni mey nahi hoti. John ne master key se ab tak band darwaza khola aur bachcho ko bahar kar phir se darwaza band kar liya.

Gary aur Adam ko andar se rote apne Mata-Pita ki aawazen aa rahi thi. Unke nanhe dimaag ye kalpana nahi kar paa rahe the ki aakhir baat kya hai? Maa to kabhi kabar ro diya karti thi par apne Pita ko rote hue sunna kuch ajeeb tha bachcho k liye. 

Dono k sapno mey rote apne mata-pita ki wo aawazen aksar goonjti thi.

Aakhirkar, John k saath Martha bahar aayi. Ab dono chup the par ek doosre ko ektak dekhe jaa rahe the jaise aankhon se zindagi bhar ki baaton ka hisaab kuch palo mey nipta den. 

Gary aur Adam ne aakhri kosish ki….Papa ne dono ko apni god mey uthakar juttha dilasa diya taaki wo nikal sake. John dono ko dekh kar soch raha tha ki inka bhavishya kya hoga? Bade hokar ye kya banenge? Kaash in sawalo k jawab usko pata hote.

“Mai waapas aaunga mere bachcho…”

Rezadh jung haar gaya aur John us raat hi apne desh k liye shaheed ho gaye.  Martha ne bachcho ki parvarish ki, unhe kaabil banaya. Par andar hi andar wo gam se khokhli hoti gayi, aksar darwaze par usko John k lautne ka intezaar rehta. Jis din usko Gary k select hone k 3 saal baad Adam k bhi army mey chunkar Lieutenant bana….Martah ko jaise license mil gaya…usne phir se wo darwaza band kar liya aur jab Gary aur Adam ne wo darwaza khola to apni maa ki lash latki paayi. Martha ne John se apne bachcho ki parvarish kar kaabil banane ka aankhon mey kiya vaayda poora kiya tha…shayad ab John se milne k liye wo aur nahi ruk sakti thi.

*~~~~*

 Tabhi dono ko wireless sandesh mila.

“Sir, humey kaafi sankhya mey sainik reinforcement mey aate dekh rahe hai. Par kai sandesho aur warnings k baad bhi wo khule maidaan mey badhe jaa rahe hai dushman ki taraf…is se wo aasani se unke target ban jaayenge range mey aane par.”

Gary – “Ye kahan se aa gaye?”

Adam – “Ye reserve forces hongi Sir jo ab sabse badi command k suppor k liye badh rahi hongi.”

Wireless k messages se pata chala ki Rezadh army ki baaki units aur Major regiment, doosre regions mey pahunch rahi hai border k paas. 

Gary – “Kaise ho gaya ye sab? Ab kaun gaddar bacha reh gaya. Hum dono ne unhe surakshit rakhne k liye alag location coordinates diye the.”

Adam (Gary par Gun taante hue)– “Coordinates maine badle the Bhaiya…taaki humari bachi units surakshit rahen aur aapke dwara dushman ko chinhit kiye safe points par jaakar mare na jaaye.”

Gary – “Tune..par…kyu…Bhai…”

Adam – “Natak mat karo Bhaiya…shaq to mujhe aapke yahan aane par hi ho gaya tha, aapki location aesi nahi thi jo Yark ka aapki itni badi unit par aesa hamla hota ki bas kuch jawan bachte. Dushman ki range border aura as-paas k elako mey hai, desh ke itne andar nahi jahan aap logo ki gupt location thi..Ek baat aur missile chalane k aur gupt locations k codes Major rank k operator k paas nahi hote…haan Major General k officer k paas hote hai. Aapne hi Major ko cyanide ki syringe lagayi codes dene k turant baad taaki wo kuch samajh na paaye…Marne se pehle uski ungli apne Cuban Cigar ki taraf thi….Fidel Castro…Castro…Gary Castro…Castro…”

Gary – “Ab tu sab samajh hi gaya hai to Bhai tu natak mat kar aur sachchai ko dekh…Yark is baar koi territory nahi balki poora Rezadh hadapne badh raha hai…aage tera parivaar hai, mera parivaar hai. Hum dono ko jeena hai. Mai apne bachcho ko waise nahi chhod sakta jaise Papa humey chhod gaye the. Ek jhooth ke sahare…maine Papa ka bahut intezaar kiya par phir dil ko manaya ki Papa ka wo jhooth mai apne parivaar se nahi dohraunga chahe desh se gaddari karni pade. Dono desho mey phir se tanaav k baad, Yark ka Tanashah Swamley Rezadh army k aese bade officers ki taak mey tha jo us se mil jaayen. Mujhe pata tha ki ab bhi haar nishchit hai isliye ye raasta chuna.”

Adam – “Bhaiya…desh k kai parivaaro aur anginat vaayde poore rahe isliye fauji aksar apne parivaar aur vaayde adhure chhod dete hai….Papa se maine ye baat seekhi hai par shayad aapne nahi. Maaf karna Bhaiya…Desh se gaddari karne k jurm mey mai aapko bandi bana raha hun….”

Gary ne asavdhaan Adam ko ek vaar mey chit kar uski gun us se door kar di aur mare hue major ki LMG Adam par taan di.

Gary – “Mujhe pata tha ki tu nahi maanega….mujhe yahan se jaldi nikalna hai nahi to Yark Air Force k hamle mey maara jaunga. Tune aur teri vatan parasti ne pehle hi mera bahut samay barbaad kar diya hai.  tujhe maarne se pehle tujhe ye tassalli de dun ki tere parivaar ko mai sahara dunga. Maaf kar de Adam…Alvida!”

Gary ne trigger daba diya. Adam ne kahin padha tha ki maut se pehle har cheez dheemi gati se hoti hai aur apna jeevan ghoom jata hai aankhon k saamne. 

Uski taraf badhti goliyon ki raftaar to dheemi ho gayi thi par uski aankhon k saamne uska jeevan nahi ghuma yaani abhi maut nahi aayi thi. Par kuch palo tak khade rehne k baad usko laga ki goliyan wakai ruk gayi hai hawa mey. Gary bhi awak khada Adam k peeche kuch dekh raha tha. Adam ko apne kandhe par ek haath mehsoos hua….us kamre mey dono k alawa kaun tha? Sab to Gary k orders par bahar chale gaye the? Kya Major zinda tha? Usne palat kar dekha to wo chaunk kar zameen par hi baith gaya.

“Maine kaha tha na Bachcho mai waapas aaunga…”

John Castro ki jeeti jagti lash apni fauji vardi aur bandook mey khadi thi. Adam-Gary ki dhundli yaaden jaise taza ho gayi. 

“….aur Gary, maine jhooth nahi bola tha.”

Itna kehkar John ne Gary par goliyan chala di aur Gary mar gaya. 

“Wo reinforcement force nahi Adam pehle ki jungo mey mare gaye sainik hai jo poore Rezadh par sankat dekh kar dobara aaye hai.” 

Ab kamaan Adam ne sambhal li. Ab sainiko ki sankhya Rezadh ki zyada thi par Adam chhupkar bachaav k paksh mey tha. Lekin murde sainik kisi aadesh ka palaan nahi kar rahe the wo apni purani rifles, revolvers liye badhe jaa rahe the. Yahan tak ki uske pita John ne bhi us se vida li. Adam unhi 5 saal k bachche si nazron se John ko dekh raha tha…

John – “Beta, tu bada ho gaya hai ab god mey nahi utha sakta…galey mil kar kaam chala le….ha ha ha…”

Adam muskuraya…aur John ne us se waise hi aankhon mey sadiyon ki baaten kar di jo kabhi jaate waqt usne Martha se ki thi.

Jiska darr tha wahi hua aur Yark ki Air Force ne maidaano mey badh rahe murde sainiko par bombs barsaye…maidaan dhue se bhar gaya. Adam ko yakeen tha ki sabke chhitade ud gaye honge. Par jab dhua chhanta to nazaara behad bhayanak tha kyoki kate pair, Bina sar kay dhadd, shatigasth haath……yaha tak ki alag hui aankhien bhi Yark ki seema uar uske sainiko ki taraf badh rahi thi. Ye nazara to morche par bache Rezadh kay sainiko ki bhi saansen rook raha tha.

Jald hi Murdo nay Yark k sainiko par paar paa liya. Par phir bhi sabhi murda shareer shatigrast haalat mey badhe jaa rahe thay……pata nahi kya thi unki manzil…..wo sabhi har baadha ko par kar aur hazaro kilometeres ka safar tayy karke pahunche uss bunker tak jaha Yark ka shashak Swamley chuppa hua tha. Murde zameen mey sama gaye aur bhumigat buker kay neeche se nikle. Swamley aur uske bade officers  ko bahut buri maut kay ghaat utaara gaya. Agle din seema rekha kay nishaan 32 saal pehle waale the aur Rezadh ko apni khooyi zameen aur sammaan waapas mil gaya tha. Adam ne apne bachcho se waapas lautne ka vaayda nibhaya aur Gary ka parivaar bhi apna liya. 

The End!

DJ Trendy Baba Love Mix – Author Mohit Sharma Trendster

*) – DJ Trendy Baba Love Mix

(Mohit Sharma) 

*Another experiment…fingers crossed.

(Freelance Talents Championship 2013 Qualifiers Winning Entry against Author Ambica Bhardwaj)

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A chair rested under a delicate yet spreading tree, the only living thing that, at least, spitted a little puddle of shade on the dusty, baked earth. She spotted it from afar and lazily walked towards it. The clearing swarmed with tired yet mysteriously busy students, rushing from one person to another. Sometimes the way people talked and chatted continuously made her sick. “Nonstop un-creativity! or am I Heartsick.” She had a habit, a bad one hopefully, of noticing how people sometimes said meaningless things, ultimately stupid things and made fools of themselves in front of others. That too over and over again with new permutations and combinations just to prove that they learnt from past which actually is not the case.

She soon reached the little puddle of shade under the lonesome rather sad-looking tree and took a deep breath, gulping a bolus of hot, dusty air. Carelessly dropping her bag to the ground she carefully balanced herself on the chair and sat back, slowly wiping her forehead with the back of her hand. She wasn’t in a hurry and that sense of realization always made her do things leisurely.

After what felt like hours, she flickered her eyes open and looked around. Somehow she had managed to sleep in the middle of all the unpleasant chaos. The bustling throng had evaporated by now and only a few were scattered around either in tiny bundles or couples, some alone too. While scanning the remains of what seemed like a stubborn monster a while ago, she spotted a boy standing right in the middle of the diminutive desert of a parking lot.

He stood straight yet he had a peculiar laziness to himself quite similar to her. With his hands stuffed inside his pockets, he languidly paced around his bag and Hockey stick which were piled on the ground right besides him. She peered at him with observant eyes, absorbing every drop of fantasy that his appearance provided. 

 

His head was heaped with a mass of half curly half wavy brown hair which crowned him beautifully. She gazed at them and deep down in the gossamer of her thoughts, imagined her fingers sinking into them. She instantly felt them… soft and teasing against her finger tips and a chill ran down her spine. The sinister sunlight molded his whiskey brown eyes into tiny slit which slightly curved upwards whenever he smiled. His features had a delicacy to them and it felt as if God had made him with brilliant finesse… exhibiting his skill and flamboyance. A small mystifying smile touched the corner of his lips and suddenly, he looked up at her.

She was caught. She felt streams of sweat gliding down her chest and she instantly lowered her gaze, rubbing her thumb against the palm of the other hand. Moments later she looked back at him and saw him standing, staring at the ground. She longed for those eyes to look back at her and this time she decided to look back into them. He playfully kicked a pebble and raised his eyes to her… But this time it was him who directly dropped his eyes to the ground. He was shy! And that, bizarrely, added another feather to his already mesmerizing collection. This boosted her buoyancy and she glued her eyes to him, drinking in every move. Another look and another exhibit of modesty. How cruel God can be sometimes, she thought to herself.

Moments later, a yellow bus purred into the parking lot, setting off the dusty ground into shallow clouds. For the first time, she moved her glance and peered at the bus. It was his bus. This meant he’d go away. A labyrinth of emotions settled inside her. He’ll go, she wondered sadly. But I’ll see him tomorrow again, that brought about anticipation. With the very same aloofness, he picked up his bag and draped it over his shoulder, Hockey stick in the other hand, and rather swiftly walked towards the bus. Once inside, she disowned him and started making circles in the sand beneath her feet with a firm yet dying straw. 

The shy schedule continued for few weeks and finally the short circuit. It’s rarest of rare case to find a person with all the traits you dream about, luckily both of them were quite close to each-other’s dream stuff. After graduation Arshad cleared government exam, he was appointed as head clerk in the city archives department.  

Arshad k paas mauka tha Noori ko hamesha k liye apnane ka par jaane se poehle uske Mama ne usko chetaya ki Noori ek Yahudi (Jew) hai aur Arshad ek Musalman. Us desh mey jahan ka itihaas in do samudayo k taklh rishto aur buri ghatnao se bhara hua tha. Apni jawani tak ka samay Arshad ne desh k bahar apne Nana k ghar mey bitaya jahan ka mauhaul dharmnirpeksh tha isliye Arshad zamini haqiqat se kaafi door tha. Use laga ki uske Mama apni beti k rishte k liye uspar nazar gadayen hai. Wo apne Mama ki izzat karta tha, wo halkate the par apni mehnat se unhone apne vibhag mey bada auhda haasil kiya tha. 

Arshad apne Mama ki baat ansuni kar badi ummeedon k saath Noori k ghar uska haath maangne pahuncha aur uske gharwaalo ki laaten kha kar lauta. Usey bura laga ki “Aese hi mana kar dete colony k saamne chappalo se peetne ki kya tuk thi? Ab chahe desh ka Prime Minister bhi ban jaun us colony mey muh churakar hi chalna padega.” 

Uske Mama ji uske paas dilasa dene k liye aaye par usne rukha jawab diya.

“Kya..Mama ji abhi beizzati aur pitai hui hai meri…aap mauke ka faayda utha kar apni beti ki setting karvane mey lage ho.”

Mama ji – “Ba-Ad..ab-Tameez…”

Arshad avsadgrast ho gaya aur usko fast food ki gehri lath lag gayi. Uska weight badhne laga aur usko Ulcer ho gaya. Uski naukri chhutne waali thi ki Mama ji phir aaye.

Mama ji – Tujhe samjhane k liye apni Bay…tee ki shah..di karni padi mujhe. Jaa…Hill….census record check kar kasbe ka usme tere matlab ki cheez hai.

Arshad ko hint mil gayi usne apne department k dher se Noori ka family tree aur khaandaan dekha to paya ki uske Par-Dada pravasi Musalman the jo yahan ki community k dabav mey Yahudi ban gaye. Ye baat Arshad ne us samuday mey faila di aur Noori k parivaar jaise achhoot ban gaya. Kuch kattar Yahudiyon se unko dhamkiyan milne lagi.

 

Idhar prashashan mey is baat se khalbali mach gayi, aage koi sampradayik ghatna na ho jaaye is se abhi sab niptane ka faisla liya gaya aur bade level par audit hua, jisme paaya gaya ki Arshad k Par-Par (Super) Dada ek Yahudi the jinhone parivaar samet Islam dharm mana. Arshad ne apna matha peet liya. Arshad k parivaar ki haalat bhi samuday k kuch kattarpanthi tatvo ki wajah se Noori k parivaar ki tarah hi thi.

 

Audit mey ye bhi paya gaya ki is kasbe mey sirf 2 parivaar hi aese hai. Dono parivaaro ne apni sampatti bech samudakiy coloniyon k beech mey ghar khareeden. Janta confuse thi ki kaun kya hai? Is sab k raazdar Arshad aur uske Mama hi the…kisi ko andaza nahi tha ki achanak se itne saalo aur peedhiyon baad ye kaise hua aur kisne kiya? 

Arshad ek raat chupke se Noori k ghar ghusa aur usne unke sabhi tarah k chappal-jutey, jhaadu-wiper aadi chhupa diya. Agli subah poori tarah ashvast hokar Arshad Noori k ghar aaya. 

Arshad – “Dekhiye Uncle ji…ye tera-mera ka bhed to insaan banate hai. Ab to humare beech ye bhed hi itna confusing ho gaya hai ki dono parivaaro ko border par rehna pad raha hai. Noori se ab kaun rishta karega….mere alawa? (he he) To is mushkil ghadika saamna hum logo ko saath milkar karna chahiye. 

Aunty ji – Bhaiya log…aap hi samjhao Uncle ji ko, ladki bhi bagal mey jaa rahi hai aankhon ke saamne rahegi. Ye rishta economical bhi hai ji…ab tullu pump ya submersible khudvayenge hum dono parivaar to kitna kharcha aayega to ek hi tullu khudva lenge dono parivaaro k…isi tarah gas waali line, bijli ka meter, nagar nigam…aap khud socho kitni bachat hogi…ye deewar  todo aur behtar kal se naata jodo. Jai Santoshi Mata…”

Aunty ji – “Aye ji..iski family ka phir se audit karvao…”

 

The End!

 

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