One Day When Someone Came

Tahiba Khan

Pablo Picasso

Muniya, see who has come?” shouted Muniya’s mother Saroj from the front room. While flipping the familiar pages of her favorite book by Ismat Chugtaayi, Muniya tried to hear the voice of that ‘someone’. She heard a voice of ‘someone’ she knew. She closed her book and went to the other room….

 Muniya, in her early teenage years, was full of energy. She had energy like a storm. She would always fight over small issues at home, issues she considered unjust or unfair.. She would often protest when her brother was allowed to go out and she wasn’t. She was the only one in the family who resisted anything that seemed illogical. But who cares for logic. Still in her small world she always looked for reasons.

Muniya had many friends to play with. Apart from school friends there were friends from her housing society. She never cared for anything other than her friends.

One day Muniya was playing badminton outside her house with Ashfaq. Ashfaq was her neighborhood friend. He told her that some boys were planning to go to some place. As she saw this group of boys she went near them with Ashfaq. One of the boys in the group was her friend Omar.

Muniya said “Hey, what are you up to? Let’s play a game, I bet you can’t win with me?”

Omar’s friends started laughing at Omar. Omar watched them, looked at Muniya and said “I will play some other day; right now I’m going to explore something else far away near the river”.

“River!!”Muniya shouted.

She had never been to the river. She knew that there was a river, had heard others talking about it. She had always wanted to see the river. She could not contain her curiosity…. “What will you do there… tell me …please tell me” she pleaded with Omar.

“Aah! That’s a nice question, do you want to go?”

“First tell me, what will you  do there?” asked Muniya.

“There is something that I want to see” he replied with a smile.

“What do you want to see there, now tell me quick or I’ll smash your face with this racket” Muniya burst out in anger.

“Ha ha ha ha!! Well we all are going to watch a boat there. You must be thinking what is so unusual about this. But let me you tell you that this boat is something special. We have heard that this particular boat comes at noon from somewhere and takes a circle in the water and then vanishes into thin air.” 

“Wow!” exclaimed Muniya, and without a pause said “Can you take me along with you please?”

One of the boys in the group looked at Omar as if he found the idea of taking Muniya with them ridiculous. But Muniya was not going to let this opportunity go for anything in the world. She quickly  said “Give me two minutes, I’ll be back in a minute, I have to keep my racket at home”.

Everybody laughed when they heard her. She always cracked jokes and gave statements at which everyone laughed. She ran home, found nobody at home and came out. Omar was in favour of taking her along with him. He always enjoyed her company.

As she came out, Omar asked “Have you informed anybody that you are coming with us?”

“They’ll never let me go if I tell them, anyways,”Nobody was at home, Amma had gone to the market and Abba was at office”, it was the perfect opportunity for her, so she hurriedly came out and joined the group in their adventure. If somebody was at home, even then she would never have thought of asking for their permission.

Feeling uneasy, she retaliated, “Have you told about this to your parents?”

They looked at each other and smiled.

She also smiled and said “Rascals!!”

They all left for the river. After a long walk through fields and huge mangrove forests they reached the place where they saw a variety of trees they had never seen before. There were long nests in the shape of bottles hanging from the branches. Wide-eyed, she asked,

 “Omar, which bird’s nest is this? I have never seen this…it’s beautiful”. Omar was also feeling the same sense of wonder. He said “I don’t know, I have also never seen this before”.

While crossing those mangroves, they saw many nests of different shapes and sizes, beautiful unknown birds chirping and playing…they were all surprised and awed by the sight of these birds. ‘What a beautiful worl!d’ thought Muniya.

But they didn’t see the extraordinary boat for which they had come. Later they found out that, it was a rumor created by one of the boys from school.  But none of the children felt angry about this.

However, the whole trip was more than fantasy to Muniya. While coming back she was tense, thinking about her mother Saroj. She was thinking that her mother would really beat her that day. Then her mind started drifting to escape this tension, and suddenly she remembered something she heard in school but never believed. To set her mind free of any tension, she tied two thin bunches of her hair in a knot. She had heard one can escape trouble by tying one’s hair in this way. This was the first time she had tied her hair like this. She also considered it an opportunity to experiment and see whether it worked or not.  She prayed to God and knotted her hair.

Muniya entered her house and ran into her room, noting from the corner of her eye that her mother was working in the kitchen. She opened her book and turned towards the wall. She started creating her fantasy, didn’t care what happens at home. That whole evening she was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even realise that it was time for her to stop studying. She was lost in thoughts about her expedition. She had lots of question but who would have answered them? She didn’t dare to ask her brother or mother since it might create a problem. She ignored those questions in her mind too, and just lived the feeling of the visit.

While Muniya was in her room, she heard the doorbell ring. Saroj shouted, “Muniya, open the door”. She ran and peeped from behind the netted door.

“Sanjeev Uncle!!” she exclaimed happily and opened the door. Sanjeev uncle was like her friend. He always brought her something. One day he brought her sketch colors. Another day a drawing book… Muniya liked to paint and sketch in her leisure time and was happy with the presents.

Sanjeev Uncle was in his 30s.  He had big beady eyes, thin moustache, and unshaven but clean face. He was dressed in trousers and shirt and was half bald. He came infrequently but whenever he came there was a recurring topic regarding his marriage. Saroj always teased him by saying “When will you get married?”

He would always reply “When you find a girl like you for me”.

Although Muniya never understood these discussions about marriage, she tried to find a girl for him on the t

elevision. She and her sister Sabina always pointed to a new girl in advertisements while watching television and would say “Sanjeev Uncle, she will suit you”. Sanjeev Uncle used to laugh at this.

Sabina was Muniya’s elder sister and a very talkative girl. She was always busy with her school friends. In nature, she was the opposite of Muniya. She never tried to explore anything new. She was obedient and did whatever Saroj or anyone asked her to do. Sabina never refused anyone anything. Everyone loved her sweet nature. But surprisingly, Muniya talked more to Sanjeev uncle, than Sabina .

Strangely enough, whenever Sanjeev Uncle came home, more often than not, Sabina would disappear. Sanjeev uncle would ask Muniya, “Where is Sabina….call her…go call her”. Muniya roamed around the house in search of Sabina, but couldn’t find her. She came back and told Sanjeev uncle that she could not find Sabina.  When after Sanjeev uncle left she found her sister, Muniya asked her, “Didi, where were you when Sanjeev uncle was there, he was desperately looking for you.”

To this Sabina shouted at her, “You mind your own business…” This surprised Muniya too, because Sabina was quite soft natured and had never shouted at her before.

One day Muniya was sitting with her mother in the backyard. She was sketching since her father had asked her to draw something for him while leaving for office in the morning. Her mother was busy working in her garden at the back of the house. TAA, TAA…the bell rang. Saroj asked Muniya to open the door. Muniya reached the door and saw Sanjeev uncle on the other side.  

She opened the door. But Sanjeev uncle looked strange to her. Muniya started feeling uneasy. This feeling of something unusual was slowly lost in the impression of Sanjeev uncle’s love which he always showed to her. She asked about his well being. Sanjeev uncle came close to her. She asked him to sit. He sat there  and asked Muniya to sit. Muniya hesitantly sat there.

 It was the silence, which was making Muniya uneasy, but her teenage mind was not mature enough to understand what that feeling meant. Muniya wanted to leave the room and the situation. As she got up and tried to say ‘I’m calling mum…..” Sanjeev uncle looked around in the room, pulled her back and gripped her  shoulders. Turning her around, he pressed his mouth on her mouth and dragged her tongue with his tongue.

Muniya felt shell-shocked as if she was in an accident. She felt as if she was going on a road and suddenly a truck came and threw her out in a second on the road in the blood. She was almost stoned to death for the moment . To get herself out of the situation, and unable to understand the weirdness of the act, she pushed him back using both her hands and shouted angrily “Sanjeev Uncle!!” She felt like vomiting. She was scared. She didn’t look at Sanjeev Uncle, as if it was she who had done something wrong.

Muniya got up, her legs and hands were trembliing. Her whole body was shivering. She heard her mother’s voice from behind ‘Muniya who has come?” and Saroj opened the back door to enter the house. Muniya stepped back and her mind immediately directed her into the other room. She closed the door of the room and dragged herself under the blanket. Her eyes were closed. Her mind had stopped thinking. Under the blanket she was sweating.

Sanjeev uncle, alerted by Saroj’s voice, adjusted himself on the chair. Saroj went to the guest room, saw Sanjeev uncle, and chatted with him. Saroj didn’t seem to feel that anything strange had happened in the same room some seconds ago to her daughter. While juggling her thoughts and thinking about the weirdness of the act, Muniya heard the voices of her mother and Sanjeev uncle! In the dark under the blanket her eyes was wide open. After struggling to escape all fear, making shields to protect her, she went to sleep. She didn’t eat that night. Nobody came to ask her what had happened. Her dream was blank. She dreamt of sitting in the dark entrapped in her own body on a dark road.

In the morning her mother woke her up for school. Her eyes were swollen, her forehead skin was shrunken, her lips were saddened. She went to school and didn’t talk to anybody that day. She didn’t even talk to Omar. While coming back from school she thought about telling her mother about the incident the day before but again thought ‘What she will say and how will she say ’. Her mind didn’t want to remember the act again. She was trying hard to escape the act.

In the evening when she was sitting with her mother and brother Rizwan, without thinking much Muniya just voiced “Do not allow Sanjeev Uncle to come.”

 “Why, what happened?” asked her mother.

“He kissed and hugged which I don’t like”

“He does it affectionately, he loves you a lot” Saroj said.

“Oh ho, what are you saying, he loves you, don’t think so much. He cares for you, it’s just his love” said Rizwan.

Neither understood what Muniya wanted to say, and got busy with their work. She also didn’t try to give them the clear picture; it was hard for her to tell all that happened the other day and put it in words, which she herself was unable to understand.

It was he who rang the bell again. When Muniya heard his voice she didn’t run towards the door, she ran to other room. The old fear came again to her in the form of reality. This time she dragged herself under the bed.

She saw two wide open eyes looking at her in pain gripped horror . 

“Sabina didi,?” Muniya whispered.  Sabina was silent and looked in Muniya’s eyes, Both heard Sanjeev Uncle’s voice. He was saying, “Where is Muniya?’

Saroj said, “I don’t know where she has gone.”

Muniya and Sabina were holding each other’s hand and shared the silence in their hearts.

Advice To Our Chilren

Nazim Hikmat

Be Naughty, That's Right.
Climb up sheer Walls,
Up towering trees.
Like an old captain let your hands direct
The course of your bicycle.
And with the pencil which draws the cartoons
Of the master of religious Knowledge,
Demolish the pages of the Koran.
You must know how to built your own paradise
On this black soil.
With your Geology text book
You must silence the man who teaches you

The creation began with Adam.
You must recognize
The importance of the Earth,
You must believe
That the earth is eternal
Distinguish not you between your mother
And your mother Earth.
You must love it
As much as you love her.

Nazim Hikmat was a Turkish Poet who had spent 35 years in jail because he was a Communist.

Part Six- "Ek Lotey Ki Aatmkatha"

Kapil Sharma

College ka mahaul to mujhey dekhtey hi raas aa gaya, charon taraf yuva ladkey ladkiyan they, sabhi josh se aisey bharey huyr they jaisey aaj hi duniya badal dalengey. aur fir woh ladka jiska naam tha......ummmmm, rajiv.... nahi, sunil, kayum,  nishant.... abhi yaad nahi lekin bhala sa naam tha. aur sabsey badi baat thi ki woh ek theatre group me kaam karta tha. group me kaafi saarey ladkey ladki they, aur woh mujhey yun utha laaya tha ki, woh log abhi jo natak kar rahey they usmey lotey ka bahut bada role tha.

lijiye, bina koi mehnat kiye mei actor ho gaya tha, mera role us natak me kitna bada tha, iska andaaza aap is baat sey laga saktey hain ki, jab mujhey group se introduce kar aya gaya to sabh key chehrey khil gaye they, kyunki unkey natak ka rehersal usek lotey ki vajah se ruka hua tha, aur woh sab chahtey they ki kahin se unkey haath koi lota lag  jaye. group ki maali haalat bahut achchi nahi thi isliye woh lota khridney ki jagah kahin se lota jugadney ki soch rahey they, aur ek chamatkaar kitarah me unkey aath lag gaya tha. "amazing hai yaar, kitna shine kar raha hai na" "par shakl se to antic lag raha hai" yeh unkey pahley sambodhan they jo merey liyethey.

agar mey yeh kahun ki mujhey natak ka hissa banney se koi romanch nahi hua to yeh galat hoga, sach kahun to merey liye to yeh bahut hi aaramdayak break tha, din bhar mei group ke floor manager debu ke bag me rahata tha, phir sham ko unkey saath rehersal me hissa leta tha, aur raat ko debu ki computer table par rahata tha.

un logon ko bhi mere tedhey baithney ki aadat ka pata chal gaya tha, lekin us par kisi ne koi eitraaz nahi jataya tha, balki meri suvidha ke liye woh mujhey ulta khada karney lagey they, aur sach kahun to mujhey ismey koi problem nahi thi. woh log mujhey apney naatak ke aur kirdaron ki tarah nhi, utni hi ijjat detey they. badey prem se rakhtey they, sabsey badi baat yeh thi ki unmey koi ek director nahi tha, balki woh sab hi experienced they, aur woh sabhi natak me koi na koi positive contribution kartey hi rahatey they.

par kul milakar meri zindgi ka yeh hissa bahut badhiya gujra hai, naa khaney ki parvaah, na soney ki fikar, in bachchon me samaj badlney kajo josh dikhai deta tha, woh mujhey apney com. naseer ke ghar ki yaad dila deta tha, aap soch kar hans rahey hongey ki lota imotional ho gaya, lekin sach kahun to in bachchon ko dekh kar to koi bhi imotional huey bina nahi rah sakta. khair in bachchon ne badi shiddat ke sath mehnat karkey apna natak taiyaar kiya ,lekin jab inka show hona tha ussey theek pahley kuch bhayanak hua aur suna purey desh me dangey feil gaye. natak to door ki baat hai, logon ka ghar se niklana mushkil ho gaya tha. shayad koi maszid giraney ki baat thi, ya aisa hi kuch tha, kyunki in logon ki baatcheet me aisey fikrey aatey they ki lagta tha ki kisi khas party ka to plan hi tha ki woh maszid gira dengey, ya aisa hi kuch........ujhey zyada pata nahi hai, mei to hindu musalmaan dono hi ke yahan raha hun, mujhey to dono ki hi fitrat me koi khas farq nazar nahi aaya, koi achcha 'insaan' laga to woh khud ko nastik kahata tha, kahata kya tha prachaar karta tha nastikta ka aur kahata tha, bhagwaan ko maanney waaley bevakuf hotey hain (yeh mere shabd nahi hain) ho sakta hai log bevkuf naa ho balki bahut chalaak hon, aur dossron ko bewakuf bananey ke liye bhagwaan ko manney ka drama kar rahey hon, kyunki jaisey aap bhagwaan ko mantey ho ussey to  yahi lagta hai.

chaliye, mei fir bhatak gaya tha (aadat ke anusaar) aur aapney bhi nahi toka(kyun) to un logon ka naatak nahi ho saka, aur merey actor ban-ney ka ek mauka, aakhiri mauka bhi chala gaya, Debu ne mujhey apney kamrey ki almari ki chat par rakh diya aur bhul gaya, katai bhul gaya, ho sakta hai usney fir natak kiya hao, lekin aisa koi natak naa kiya hojismey kisi lotey ki zaroorat ho, aur me bhi dunia jahan ko bhul kar us almari ke upar dhul khata raha, fir jaaney kitney samay baad shayad diwali ya durga puja ke samay safi kkartey huye mujhey nikala gaya, lekin mujhey dho ponch kar istemaal me laaney ki unki koi mansha nahi thi, kyunki unhoney mujhey kisi kabadi ko de diya jo mujhey apney borey me daal kar dukaan par le gaya, jahan se mujhey bina daam lagaye apney ghar le gaya.

kabadi ka ghar kuch zyada bada nahi tha, shayad kiraye ka raha hoga, aapmey se shayad zyadatae log nahi jaantey hongey ki ek kabadi kamai kaisey karta hai, aakhir woh aapka kabad kharidkar le jaata hai,to usye ismey kya haasil hota hai, darasal ek kabadi ke har rahkar is baarey me mujhey bahut kuch pata chala hai, lekin woh sab masaley aapkey kaam ke nahi hain, aap bas yeh samajh lijiye ki ek taraf kabadi hota hai jo aapsey samaan kharidta hai,to aagey woh bhi woh saara saaman kisi ko bechta hi hai, merey maamley me aisa nahi hua tha, kai baar jab kabadi logon ko aapsey kharidey huey kabaad me koi cheez pasand aa jaye, to woh cheez aagey bechney ki jagah usey apney paas rakh letey hain, jaisy mujhey rakh liya gaya tha.

mere naye maalik yani us kabadi ne meri keemat smajhi aur mujhey apney paas rakh liya. ab aap sochengey ki mei aapko apney naye maalik ke baarey mei kuch bataunga. ji nahi, bilkul nahi.

jis din mujhey woh apney ghar laaya uskey teesrey hi din, usney aapney doston ke saath daru pee, pani jahir hai mujhmey bhra gaya hoga, fir rat mei kisi samay jab daru khatam ho gayi to  aarop, pratyaarope ka daur aaya, aur usi me kisi ne is saarey gulgapadey ke pichey mujhey doshi thahar diya, fir mujhey to kuch samajh hi nahi aaya ki kya hua, kabhi koi mujhey utha ke fenk deta tha to, dusra mujhey sambhal ke rakh leta tha, meri umra bahut ho chali thi, mera jarjar badan itna utpaat nahi jhel paya, aur ek jagah se chil gaya, woh sharirik chot kam aur mansik chot zyada thi, kahan to mainey yeh socha tha ki jiskey paas bhi mei rahunga uski zindgi behtar banunga aur ab daaru pikar jo jhagda hua usney mujhey apney jeevan ke antim raastey par laa khada kiya tha.

kya yahi hai tumhari manviyat, isi ka dambh bhartey tum khud ko shreshth nasl mantey ho, ek bejuban lotey par itney atyachar to jaanvar bhi nahi kartey.

subah uthkar us kabadi ne mera muayana kiya aur mujhey apney jholey me daal lia, jab woh dukan par pahucha to uskey paas bechney ke liye kuch tha........

uakey baad kai hathon se hokar gujarta hua mei is factory mei aaya hhun, aur apney galaye jaaney ka intzaar kar raha hun, jaaney meri dhatu ko galaney ke baad yeh mujhey kis shakla me dhalengey. leki yeh to tay hai ki meri niyti nahi badlegi, mei unhi nashukrey, haivan kahey jaaney ke kabil insaano ke kaam aunga.

mera aapko apni aapbeeti sunaney ka maksad bas yahi tha ki sudhar jao abhi waqt hai, aur mujhey aawajein aaney lagi hain, lijiye, meri kahani aur yeh zindgi khatm hui, shayad aagey aapsey kisi aur roop me mulaquat ho. Alvida.............

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Part Five- "Ek Lotey Ki Aatmkatha"

Kapil Sharma

Phoolsingh ne mujhey apney pass nahi rakha, lagta tha apni badhti hui tond ke anusaar woh policia honey ka kaafi anubhav baator chuka tha, aur jaan gaya tha ki agar dharti par koi khuda hai to oh, wahi hai-wahi hai-wahi hai. Lekin bachpan ki kusangaton ke chaltey hamey aisi kai gandi aadtein lag jati hain, jinhey ham chah kar bhi chuda nahi paatey, phoolsingh ko bhi bachpan se hi mandir jaaney ki aadat thi, aur yeh aadat itni buri thi, ki maan lijiye woh kisi garib aadmi ko maar rahey hon, ya kisi mahila ko ghoor rahey hon, aur raastey me mandir aa jaye to woh mashini taur par mandir ko parnaam karkey aadmi ko peetney ya mahila ko ghurney ke kaam me mashgool ho jaatey they, yani kisi ka yeh vishvas ho ki, bhagwan ka dhyan karney se, ya puja karney se koi burey kaam chod deta hai, to usey apney vishvaas ko dobara check karna chahiye, kyunki desh ke sabse vibhatsa kaam to unhi thano me hotey hain jinke aangan me hanumaan ji ki murti lagi hoti hai, police waaley hanumaan ji ki murti ko parnaam karkey andar jatey hain aur jee bhar ke rape kartey hain, fir baahar aakar hanumaan ji ko sawa rupaye ka prasad chadatey hain.

khair, mei baat kar raha tha phoolsingh ke burey sanskaaron ki, woh apney muhalley ki mandir kamiti ke kuch they, lekin iski vajah yeh nahi thi ki woh khub puja kartey they ya unhey kisi bhagwan vishesh se koi vishesh lagav tha, balki isliye they, kyunki woh police waley they, aur mandir gairkanooni jagah par bana hua tha, mandir ka pandit unhi ke gaon ka rishteydaar tha, aur usney aam prachalan ke mutabik, mandir me hi apney bhatijey ko ek dukan khulva di thi, jaisa ki aapney dekh hi hoga, 100 gaj ke mandir me 20 gaj ki char dukaney hoti hain aur 15 gaj me pandit ki family rahati hai, aki 5 gaj ki jagah me bhagwaan ji, unki wife aur,, bhagwan na karey unka pet ghutney ke bal baita hota hai, aur han unka chota bhai bhi kahin aaju baju khada kar diya jaata hai, agar jagah ho to.

yeh kisi police waley ko mandir ki sabha ka koi adhikari banaana waisa hi hai, jaisey kisi aisey aadmi ko criket committee ka adhyaksh bana dena jisney jeevan me kabhi kroket na khela ho, ya kisi aisey aadmi ko olympic sangh ka adhyaksh bana dena jo kabhi olympic na khela ho, to kul mila kar phoolsingh mandir ki sabha ke 'kuch' they, mandir ki dukaan se unhey kuch samaan prabhu prasaad ke taur par free mil jaata tha, aur woh pandit se badey prasann rahtey the, kul mila kar srishti ka arrengment bahut achcha chal raha tha.

to jab me, yani ki ek bhari lota unkey haath me aa gaya to  unhoney soch liya ki woh kisi 'festival' par mandir ko daan kar dengey, to ghar laaakr unhoney mujhey almaari me band kar diya, (garib bhikari se chini gayi cheez ke daan ki visangati par dyan mat dijiye, duniya ka 98% daan dharm isi khatey me chalta hai, jaisey bil gates duniya ka khun chus kar 100 kharab rupye kamata hai aur umey se 2 arab garibon me baant kar daanveer ka khitab paa jaata hai, TATA ek taraf aadivasiyon par goliyan chalwata hai, auruskey TISS naam ke institute me trible welfare ki zordaar padhai hoti hai, jahan bachchey yeh padhtey hain ki tribles ko 'mainstream me kaisey laya jaye) lijiye me fir bhatak gaya, aap tok diya kijiye, darasal itni baatein bhari hui hain is dil me ki sab nikal dene ka jee chahta hai,

to hum kahan they, haan, phoolsingh ji ne socha ki kisi ek badey festival par mujhey, yani lotey ko mandir me daan karkey mohalley par apni daansheelta ki dhak jamai jayegi. aur jaldi hi woh din bhi aa gaya, pata nahi tyauhaar kya tha, pandit ke shlok padney se to lag raha tha ki koi general tyauhaar hai, waisey bhi pandit kuch 3-4 pet shlok yaad kar letehain hain aur international currency ki tarah har jagah usey hi istemaal kartey rahatey hain, kisi ke paida honey par bhi wahi, marney par bhi wahi, shaadi par bhi wahi, aur baki teej tyauhaar par bhi wahi.........rukiye yaad aaney dijiye...kya tha......haaan, shanti raapa, shanti yehtha, shanti wohtha......etc. par hamey kya duniya aisey hi chalti aayi hai aisey hi chalti rahegi.aap to bas meri aapbiti suniye.

karyakram ke shuru me hi phoolsingh ne woh lota panditji, yani mandir ko daan kar diya, kyunki us mandir ka naam ram mandir nahi tha, balki lngdey pandit waala madir tha, jaisey CP me jo mandir hai woh laksminarayan mandir nahi balki birla mandir ke nam se jaana jaata hai, to mujhey langdey pandit ke mandir ko de diya gaya,

kal tak fakiru mujhmey thuktey they, ab bhagwanji mujmey dhoodh piney lagey, (waqkt bhi kya khel khelta hai, mainey yeh kahawat kahin suni thi, aaj yahan fit kar di, umeed hai theek hogi, kahani kahaney waaley ko kabhi-kabhi aisey hi philosphr ya shayar honey ka pura adhikar hota hai) to mei ab sri ram ji, unki wife sita, brother lakshman, unkey pet monkey ko dhoodh pilaney ka kaam karney laga. issey mujhey koi aapatti nahi thi, aapti mujhey us ling se thi jo mandir kr beechon beech bana hua tha aur mujey us par dhoodh chadhaney ke liye istemaal kiya jaata tha. tum insaano me yahi baat buri hai, arey khud kuch bhi karo, hum bejubaan bartno ko apney gandey kamo me kyun shamil krtey ho, bhai hamey maaf karo, lekin fakiru bhai ke sarvopyog ke baad mandir me aish ki zindgi se yakinan mujhey koi naitik eitraaz nahi tha......

mandir me aish ki zindgi jeetey huey kaafi arsa beet gaya tha, phoolsingh retire hokar apney gaon (shayad phoolpur) wapas jaa chukey they, jabki unkey betey ne yahin business khol rakha tha, aur ab apey pita ki tarah woh mandir ki sabha ka kuch tha. pandit budha ho gaya tha, lekiesha yeh dhyan rakhta tha ki shaam ko mandir band karney se pahaley saara saaman andar rakh de, lekin uska beta utna chaukanna nahi tha, kai baar mujhey saala 100-50 to milta hai, ab isey bechengey to kya milega" "kyunchinta karta hai yaar, kuch to milega" "jo milega usey tu rakh liyo,theek hai, me chala" aur yeh kehkar prince chala gaya.

raat th,i thand thi, aur andhera tha, dhundh thi, mujhey to kya hi dar lagta lekin insaan honey ke naatey mustafa ko thand bhi lag rahi thi aur dar bhi lag raha tha.usney saamney ek maszid dekhi aur jaakar wahin ghus gaya, yun to mazid sunsaan padi thi, lekin garmahat to thi, mustafa ka pet bhara hua tha isliye woh so gaya.

Raat ke kisi samay maulvi sahab ne maszid ka chakkar lagana zaroori samjha hoga, unhoney dekha ki ek bachcha jameen par apni chadar failakar sikuda pada hai, to unhoney usey uthaya aur usey masizid ke andruni aatey me le gaye wahan unhoney usey kambal diya aur achchi tarah sula diya. mustafa mujhey seeney se lagaye so gaya aur subah jab uski aankh khuli to usney dekha ki maulvi miswak kar rhaey rhey, usney socha ki dhirey se chala jaun lekin woh shayad mujhey bhool chuka tha, bedhyani me uska haath mujh par laga, me gira aur dard se karah gaya, maulvi sahab ne mudkar usey dekha to uskey kadam jahan ke tahan atak  gaye.

mulvi sahab ne usey ishara kiya to woh unkey paas xhala gaya wahan maulvi sahab ke kadmo ke paas me pada tha, unhoney jhuk ke mujhey uthaya aur usey paas me jo hauz bana tha uskey pass rakh diya.

fir maulvi sahab ne kulla kiya aur usey aur mujey andar le gaye. andar mujhey to unhoney ek maze par rakh diya aur mustafa ko baithney ke liye mudha diya, thodi der me ek bachcha andar se khana le aaya to maulvi sahab ne usey nashta karney ke liye kaha, jo usney chupchaap kar liya.

mei gaur se dekh raha tha ki itney saalon tak mandir me rahney ke baad meri kismat me ek chor maalik likha hai ya fir mujh butparast lotey ko maszid ke kaam me laya jayega.

Nashta karney ke baad mustafa bahut hi sahaj tarikey se utha, maulvi sahab se izaazat li aur nikal pada, naa usney meri taraf dekha, aur naa hi usney meri taraf haath badhaya, haan maulvi sahab apni rangi hui daadhi par haath fertey huey usey gahri nazron se ghoortey rahey.

To jahir hai mei abmaulvi sahab ke vuzu ka lota ban gaya tha, jaat na pucho lotey ki, bartan se yeh kab pucha jaata hai ki aapki maszid me isteymaal honey se pahaley woh kis mandir me kis kaam ke liye istemaal hota raha tha. Maulvi sahab bahut sakht mijaz insaan they, Maszid ke peechey hi do kamro ke makan me rahtey they, jo maszid ke haatey me hi aatey they, ek biwi thi, aur do bahut hi khubsoorat bachchiyan thi, lekin apni chui-mui si biwi aur bachchion ke liye maulvi sahab purey rakshas they, aisey-waisey nahi sach ke rakshas, unka kahana tha ki unhoney to apni biwi se ladkey ki ichcha ki thi, lekin usney unhey ladkiyan di, ab yeh khuda ki galti to ho nahi sakti, jahir hai yeh unki biwi ki galti thi, to woh bechari jab tab apni galti ki saza bhugat-ti rahati thi, aur dono bachchiyan aisi sahami hui ghar ke kisi kauney me padi rahati thi ki lagta hni nahi tha ki ghar par koi bachcha rahata hoga.

malvi sahab apni biwi se itna naaraz they ki unhoney ghar se sirf khaney kaa naata rakha hua tha, apni baaki jarooratein woh bahar se hi puri kar liya kartey they, unka din namaaz ki azaan se shuru hota tha aur namaaz ki azaa pe hi khatam ho jaata tha, beech me kuch bachchon ko kuran padhaney bhi jaatey they lekin wahan me unkey saath nahi jaata tha.

isi tarah samay beet-ta gaya aur me din-b-din muslim lota banta gaya, subah ki namaaz ki azaan se pahaley hi meri neend khul jaati thi, aur me vuzu ka intzaar karta tha.

lekin itney saalon me mujhey kabhi us hauz ke paas se nahi hataya gaya jisme se vuju ka paani liya jaata hai.

Maulvi sahab ki bachchiyan badi ho gayi thin, lekin apney baap se bahut darti thi, jahan unhey malvi sahab dikhey woh chup jaati thi, khauf ka aalam yeh tha ki jab maulvi sahab ghar par hotey they to ghar pe bilkul marghat ka sannata chaya rahta tha.

maszid do manzila thi aur uski chat par ek kamra tha, Maulvi sahab ki bachchion ne kuran toh padh li thi, lekin woh unhwy kuch aur hi padha rahey they, kyunki nka koi nishchit time nahi tha, aur woh apni badi bachchi ko padhaney me zyada dilchaspi lete they.

fir ek din gajab ho gaya, unki badi beti ne subah-subah ultian karni shuru kar di, maulvi sahab bahar gaye huey they, maszid me kuch taamir ka kaam chal raha tha, isliye mohalley ke kuch log wahin they, unhoney bachchi ki kharab haalat dekhi to usey paas hi doctor ke paas le gaye, aur jaaney doctor ne kya kah diya ki purey mohalley me ek daba sa shor mach gaya. Is dabey huye shor me se kabhi-kabhi kuch lafz bahar kud jaatey they, jinmey 'bachchi, maulvi, pet' khas they. khair muhalley walon ne maulvi ko usi raat maszid se utha diya, uska samman pack kar diya gaya, aur doosrey din se maszid me naya muazzin azaan de raha tha, is purey wakaye me us bachchi ka kya hua mujhey nahi pata,ek bar do logon ki udti-udti baatcheet kaan me padi thi ki, woh bachchi bachcha girwati hui table par hi mar gayi, aur us par kisi shaitan ka saaya tha jiski wajah se maulvi ne uskey saath yeh harkat ki, mainey us masoom bachchii ko karib se dekha tha, mera dil nahi chahta tha ki uskey saath kuch is tarah ka ho, isliye mainey us baatcheet par bharosa nahi kiya, aapsey bhiyahi kahunga ki suni sunai baaton pe bharosa nahi karna chahiye.

lekin maszid me jo jo naye maulvi aaye they,woh bahut mazeydaar they, unhey lagbhaghar heez me hinduon ki islaam ko nestnabood karney ki saajish nazar aati thi. woh ek hi saans me yeh kahatey they ki islaam to dharati par hamesha ke liye rahaney wala dharm hai aur agar hamney kuch nahi kiya aur hindun ki sazish ko nahi roka to islaam khatam ho jayega. kamaal ke bandey they, raat me achanak chaunk kar charpai se uchal kar uth-tey they aur kuch kalpnik chuhon ko maar kar hi sotey they.

dopahar ko mohalley bhar ke shodon ko jama karkey islaam par aaye huey khatarey ki baatein kartey they, aur logon ko yeh bataney se nahi chooktey they ki islaam ki sachchi rah kya hai. jaisey agar kisi ne laal rang ki kamiz pahan rakhi hai to woh fauran kah dete they ki laal rang ki toh islaam me mumaniyat hai, unhey yeh yakin tha ki islaam ki sachchi jaankaari unhi ko  thi, aur baaki jitney log hain woh islaam ko nahi jaantey, yah kuran me likhey goodh shabdon ka sahi matlab sirf unki samajh me aaya hai, baaki sab jahil hain jo uska sahi matlab nahi samajh paye hain. kahin likha tha ki agar kisi surakh me se bhi koi burai hoti dekho to usey roko, ab maulvi sahab ne wo pakad liya tha, sawaal yeh tha ki burai aap kisey kahengey, koi rishwat le raha hai to bura hai, yakinan bura hai, lekin rikshey waala aapko bus stand se maszid tak laaya ahi aur aap ussey 2 rupaye ke liye jhagad rahey hain yeh bura nahin hai. maulvi sahab ke hisab se jo bhi baat unki marzi ke khilaaf hoti thi, woh  islaam ke khilaaf hai, aur aisi hi baatein, aur me koney me baitha hua unki baatein sun kar muskurata rahata tha, kaafi dino tak aisa hi chalta raha.......

Eisey hi zindgi chal rahi thi, aur din beet rahey they, aisey mey mainey ek aadat bana li thi ki jab mujhey munder par rakha jaata tha to mei thoda sa ludhak kar aaram ki posotion me aa jaata tha, pahaley to maulvi sahab ne koshish ki ki mujhey jabardasti theek hi khada kiya jaye, lekin meiney bhi thaan liya tha ki, aaram se hi naithunga, isliye jaisey hi unka dhyan hat-ta tha mei fir aaram wali position me aa jata tha. Unhoney bahut koshish ki, ki mei theek ho jaun, lekin yahan bhi apni zid ke paccey they.

Maulvi sahab ka gussa unki umar ke saath-saath badhta jaa raha tha, pata nahi yeh is baat ka gussa tha ki log unkey baataye huey islamic raastey par nahi chal rahey they, ya is bat ka gussa tha ki islam utna tezi e nahi fail raha tha jitna tezi se usey failna chahiye tha. jo bhi ho unka gussa bahut khatarnaak ho gaya tha, yahan tak ki mujhey to unki azaano me bhi wahi gussa sunai deta tha, ho sakta hai logon ko aisa na lagta ho. Kul milakar aisa lagta tha ki yeh gussa kisi bhi din fat sakta hai, shukra tha ki ab tak woh visfot ab tak nahi hua tha.

Maulvi sahab ki haalat din-b-din bigadti jaa rahi thi, woh raat ko uth kar kuch na kuch padtey rahtey they. kuch to ggadbad tha, par me insaano jitna anubhavi nahi tha aur isiliye mujhey yeh bhi nahi pata tha ki insaano ka normal vyvhaar kya hota hai, ya insaano ke vyvhaar me normal naam ki bh i koi cheez ho sakti hai, kyunki ab tak me jitney logon ke paas ghuma tha unmey se koi bhi do log ek jaisey nahi thry, ek com. naseer aur unkey dost achchey lagey they to unhey police ne maar giraya tha. ho sakta hai maulvi sahab normal hon aur mujhey abnormal lag rahey hon. (aap soch rahey hongey yeh lota itni english kaisey bolney laga, woh kya hua na ki, me kuch samay ek english ke porfessor ke yahan bhi raha tha, jo naatak bhi karvatey they.) to maulvi sahab ke saath samay aisey hi kat raha tha aur woh din-b-din aur ajeeb hotey jaa rahey they, ek din vuzu kartey-kartey janey kya soch kar mujhey utha ke fenk maara. khamkha, apni frustration mujhpey utaari.

Mai to bhai unsey katai pareshan ho chuka tha. kabhi man me aata to zor-zor se ajeeb aawajein nikalney lagtey they, kabhi chup ho jaatey they to teen-teen din tak bilkul chup rahatey they, aur haan biwi thi nahi, to koi khana bana ke dene waala bhi nahi tha, to kai baar bina khaana khaye hi rahatey they. sukh kar lakdi sareekhey ho gaye they.

fir ek din yeh bum bhi phat hi gaya, aur musibat yeh ki yeh bum mujhi par fata. hua kuch yun ki unhoney vuzu karkey mujhey munder par tikaya to mey apni aadat se mazboor sarak kar ek taraf ko ludhak gaya. Unhoney fir mujhey seedha rakha aur me fir luhak gaya, unhoney teen-char bar koshish ki, lekin mei bhi jiddi ho gaya tha, (jo merey jitni zindgi dekh ley uska ziddi ho jaana koi aschrya ki baat nahi hai) lekin mujhey kya pata tha ki ye zid mujh par itni bhari gujregi, unhoney to ajeeb ajeeb aawazein nikalni shuru kar di, aur mere upar funk marney lagey. jab unki cheekhein badhney lagi (aur shaayad azaan ka time niklney par bhni azaan na honey par) kuch log aaye to unhoney yeh ajeeb manzar dekha, ki maulvi sahab dojanu baithey hain aur unkey saamney mei ludhka pada hun, aur woh dam le-le ke mujh par funk maar rahey hain, aur arbi ya farsi me kuch mantra padh rahey hain. logon ne unhey sambhala to unhoney cheekhna shuru kiya ki is lotey me shaitan basa hua hai aur isey to woh maszid se bahar nikal kar hi manegey. us din bada tamasha hua, maulvi sahab kisi ki pakad me hi nahi aa rahey they, aakhirkar ambulance bulakar unhey bhej diya gaya, lekin uskey baad mera bhi bahut bura haal hua. naa to log mujhey maszid me rakhney ko taiyyar nahi they, aur na hi koi mujhey apney ghar me rakhney ko taiyyar nahi tha, irony dekhiye, log maulvi ko pagal samajh rahey they lekin unhoney jisey shaitan bata diya tha, usey koi rakney ko taiyyar nahi tha. to mujhey kisi achoot ki tarah do dandiyon ke saharey utha kar bahar eakh diya gaya aur fir log mujhey hikaarat se dekhtey huey jaaney lagey.

ab mera koi maalik nahi tha, mei akela tha, fir achanak ek jawaan ladkey ne mujhey uthaya aur mujhey lekar apney college chala gaya, jahan kuch lig jutey huey kuch natak kar rahey they.

To be continued in Part Six....

Part Four- "Ek Lotey Ki Aatmkatha"

Kapil Sharma


Ab police waaley ke quarter me rahna kaisa hota hai yeh wahi jaan sakta hai jo khud us quarter me raha ho. meri police walon se koi dosti ya prem nahi hai, lekin fir bhi ek baat kahni padegi, ki jis amanviya tarikey se rahatey hain unmey to koi bhi vahashi ho jayega. thaney ke apney jeevan me mainey bahut police waalon ko dekha, Jab aatey hain to bahut achchey se baat kartey hain, lekin jald hi manviya trasdi ke prati unka ravaiyz aisa thanda ho jaata hai ki, lagta hi nahi ki woh insaan hain, lagta tha ki jis tarah hamari dalai hoti hai, usi tarah police walon ko bhi us saanchey me dhaala jaata hai jismey woh bina koi sawaal kiye, achcha bura sochey samjhey woh kar dein jo unsey karney ko kaha jaye.

woh police waala kafi samajhdaar aur hoshiyaar tha, bahut zyada ishwar bhakt nahi tha, 4-5 din me ek baar usey pooja karney ka time milta tha aur usi time me woh mujhmey paani bharke aise hi kahin bhi ek dhaar me pani girata tha aur hothon me kuch budbudata hua apni puja poori kar leta tha.

par zyadatar duty par rahata tha, kabhi quarter aata bhi tha to sirf peeth sidhi karney, ya fir raat ko soney. Raat ko soney se pahaley daaru ke kuch peg jaroor lagata tha, (ek baat jo mainey kisi ko nahi batai, aap bhi kisi ko mat bataiega, "raat ko usey burey sapney dikhtey they aur woh bhayanak darta tha") khair, pahali baar daaru ka swad mainey wahin chakha tha,

Ek baar uska koi dost chaabi lekar quarter mein aaya tha, uskey saath masum sa ek bachcha bhi tha, bachcha behad dara hua tha, lekin tab tak meri aadat ho gayi thi, thaaney me police aur neta ki vardi ke bina jo bhi shakhs jaata hai woh dara hua hi hota hai. khair us police waley ne ladkey ko doosrey kamrey me bhej diya aur phir saari botal daaru mere andar daal ke ek gilas me dali aur pita raha, phir jab usey achcha khasa nasha ho gaya to andar se ladkey ke chikhney ki aawaz aaney lagi.

kafi der baad woh police waala bahar aaya aur baaki bachi daaru khatam karkey wahin pasar gaya, raat bhar us ladkey ke roney ki aawazye aati rahi, mai thaney me hi rahta tha isliye logon ke roney ki chikhney chillaney ki aawazein to aati hi rahati thi, lekin uskey quarter me aisa pahli baar hua tha, lekin phir to ye lagbhag roz ka kaam ban gaya. raat ko mujhmey daaru dhali jaati thi aur subah jab me nashey se poori tarah bahar bhi nahi aaya hota tha to mujhmey paani bharke mujhey "surya ko ardhya" diya jaata tha. khai mujhey kya, waisey bhi ab to mujhey lagta hai ki suraj ko subah-subah daaru ka hi ardhya dena chahiye. ha ha ha ha

Roz koi na koi police waala kisi na kisi bachchey ko oakad kar lata tha aur usey doosrey kamrey me bhej kar daaru pita tha, fir doosrey kamrey me chala jaata tha, aur fir bachchey ke chikhney ki aawazein, kabhi kabhi woh bachchiyon ko bhi latey the, aur kabhi ek se zyada police waaley hotey they, lekin kuch dino baad me shaklein dhekna bhool gaya, mujhey laga ki mei andha ho gaya hun, lekin baki cheezein to mujhey bilkul saaf dikhai deti thi, kamra, police walon ki vardi bachchey-bachchiyon ke darey huey masoom cherey, bas police walon ke cheherey hi nahi dhikhai dete they, bas unki vardiyan dikhti thi.

fir ek din unhoney bhi ek kaand kar daala, us quarte me bachchon ko laakar woh jo harkatein kartey they unsey kisi bachchey ki maut ho gayi, aur fir hadkamp mach gaya, akhbaar, TV sabney cheekh-cheekh kar police ki amanviyata ki duhai dii (huh, jaisey issey pahley police kabhi manviya rahi thi, arey bhai police force banaaney ka ek matra lakshya, aur uddeshya hai ammeron ki s ki duhai dii (huh, jaisey issey pahley police kabhi manviya rahi thi, arey bhai police force banaaney ka ek matra lakshya, aur uddeshya hai ammeron ki sewa me garibon ko kuchal dena, kabhi yeh kaam dhankey chupey kiya jaata hai, to kabhi saamney aa jaata hai, ismey itna ho halla machaney ki kya zaroorat hai, aur woh garib bastiyon me rahney waaley kuda uthaney waley bachchey-bachchiyan hi to the, unkey saath kuch hua to 100-200 ka muawaza de do, aur baat ko rafa dafa karo, itni si baat ke liye bahadur police ko kyun suspend aur inquari jaisi cheezon ka dar dikhatey ho) SHO ko suspend kar diya aur kuch police walon ko girftaar kar liya.

aur mujhey, mujhey maalkhaney ki jagah sadak par fenk diya gaya.

baat yun hui ki kuch media walon ne kaha tha ki police station me daaru ka dhandha hota hai, aur koi inquayri committee baith gayi thi, us team ka inspection hona tha, aur police walon ke paas itna time nahi tha ki woh mujhey dho ke saaf kar patey to kisi ne mujhey khidki se bahar yani, thaney se bahar fenk diya. HA HA HA HA HA, mei thaney se sahi salama bahar aa gaya tha, aur sivaye kuch bhavnatmak gandgi ke, mujhey koi nuksan bhi nahi hua tha, yeh to chamatkaar hi tha, ha ha ha ha..................

aur is baar mujhey uthaya, ek bhikhari ne, woh lakdi ki neechi si gaadi par baitha dono pairon se laachar bhikari jiska naam tha mohammad altaf......

Kya kismat payi thi mainey, kahan to mazdooron ke saath rahata tha, fir unkey hatyarey ne mera istemaal kiya aur  ab me ek aisey shakhs ke paas tha jisey aap prachalit samajik bhasha me bhikari kahtey ho, aur yahan mujhey pata chal ki ek communist se zyada kisi bhi cheez ka bahupyog aur kun jaanta hoga, bhai fakiru, ( mei usey isi naamse pukarunga kyunki, yeh uska prachalit naam tha) to bhai fakiru ne mujhey apna gharbaar man liya tha, woh khatey bhi mujhmey they, peetey bhi mujhmey they, aur aksar dhotey bhi mujhey hi they.

Is sabsey mujhey koi naitik eitraz nahi tha, kyunki aakhir mera kaam to uskey kaam aana tha jiskey haath me mei tha (jaiisey mei koi aladin ka chirag houn aur mujhey ghis kar mera malik, jo chahey maang le). khair in baaton ko karney ka kya fayda, me ek lota tha jisey miyan fakiru ne balti, gilas, plate aur toilet ki botle garchey ki har cheez ki tarah istemaal karkey dekh kiya tha, me unki aswabhawik apekshaon me khara utra tha aur woh lagataar apni aur aswahawik ichchyen mujh par laadtey jaa rahey they.

unki zindgi sach mein bahut khubsoorat zindgi thi, woh din me bakaydgi se 8 ghantey kaam kartey they, is field me bahut puraney aur experienced yani anubhavi they, isliyw naye khiladyon yni bhikario ki tarah bahut sabar ke saath bheekh mangey they. subah 8.30 se 11.30 jab logon ke office jaaney ka time hota hai, aur sham ko 4.30 se 8.30 jab logon ke office e lautney ka time hota hai, unka kahna tha ki bheekh mangna unka shauk nahi pesha tha, aur isey woh ek career ki hi tarah letey they, unki apni kholi thi jismey woh bakaayda khaana banatey they, chai banatey they aur apney sahkarmion ke saath hansi mazaak kartey they ya naushikhiyon ko apney anubhav batatey they. unkey yahan TV tha, VCD player tha, aur baaki suvidhaon ki bhi koi kami nahi thi.

woh subah naashta karkey nikltey they time par apney thikaney pahunch jaatey they, aur kaam khatam karkey seedha ghar wapas, kabhi dil kiya to market ki taraf nikal jaatey they aur chai pitey huey, logon se baat kartey huey wapas ghar aa jaatey they, aisey hi ek market daurey par me unsey mila tha.

main unkey liye prized possesion tha, aur woh badey garv se mera pradarshan kya kartey they, lekin mujhey aajtak yeh samajh me nahi aaya ki unhoney mujhey kabhi ghar par kyun nahi rakha, woh kaam par niklney se pahlley apna saazo saaman jaroor sambhaltey they, aur usmey bhi yeh zaroor dekhtey they ki mei unkey paas hun ya nahi, kabhi-kabhi to woh mujhey bheek mangney ke katorey ki tarah bhi istemaal kartey they.

Jaanboojhkar gandey rahtey they, aur iskey alawaa unhoney ek khaas stretagy apna rakhi thi, woh kabhi daya ka bhav dikha kar bheek nahi mangtey they, balki apney chehrey par aisa bhav le aatey they jaisy, unki taangey kat gayi hain, ismey un logon ka haat hai, jo unkey saamney se gujar rahey hain. aisey mei guilt ka maarey log unhey paisey de hi dete they. iskey alawaa unhoney apney kuch pucca clients bhi  bana rakhey they jo bina laag lapet key unhey paisey de detey the, yeh aisa hi tha jaisey kuch log ek khaas mandir ko apna maan letey they aur fir jo bhi daaan dena ho usi mandir me diya  jata tha.

iskey alawa unhey ' jaisa ki unhoney pahley hi soch rakha tha, is profession se mahal bananey ka koi irada nahi tha aur rozi-roti layak woh kama lete they. jitney samay me unkey saath raha meiney apni halat ke saath ek sufi samjhauta kar liya tha, jaisa tu chahey waisa chala, terey siva koi na mera, yeh geet ishwar ke liye nahi tha balki, fakiru bhai ke liye tha, aap mujhmey khaiye, nahaiye, dhoiye aur ho sakey to mere upar so jaiye, me kuch nahi kahunga, ye saadhu jaisa nirmohi bhav mujhey unsey hi mila tha, aur din isi gangi me beet rahey they, ya kahiye kat rahey they.

fir ek din aapki daya se mujhey fakiru bhai se nizaat mil gayi, hua yun ki woh apney ek gahak se paise le rahey they ki police waaley aa gaye, aur bhikari bhaag gaye lekin fakiru bhai to fakiru bhai they, woh nahi bhagey, aur police waalon ne unhey pakad liya, jis police waaley ne unhey pakda woh surat se hi kaaiyan lagney wala phoolsingh naam ka tondiyal hawaldaar tha, usney badi besharmi se fakiru bhai se rishwat mangi, aur saaf-saaf shamki de dali ki agar uaki rishwat ki maangg puri nahi hui to woh fkiru bhai ko beggers home me khana bananey laga dega, ab fakiru bhai ko to daya aur peeda ka bhav chehrey par laana bhi nahi aata tha, aur paisey unkey paas they nahi, marta kya na karta ke andaaz meI unhoney Phoolsingh ke saath mera sauda kar liya, aur is tarah me bahut bahrey man se (fakiru bhai ke bharey man se) Poolsingh ke pass chala gaya

To be continued in Part Five....Phool Singh

Part Three - "Ek Lotey Ki Aatmkatha"

Kapil Sharma

Eskey baad mere upar se mano gandgi gujri, kisi ne meri taraf aankh uthakar bhi nahi dekha, haan kuch logon ne mere upar thuka zaroor, shukr hai ki koi paizaama upar karkey meree oopar laghushanka ka nivaaran karney nahi baitha kyuki, gaur se dekhengey to aapko pata chalega ki yeh desh ek vishaaltam mootri hai jismey log jab chahey, jahan chahey, paizamey ka paichan upar karkey baith jaatey hain, aur apni choti-badi sabhi samsyaon ka samadhaan kar lete hain.

Lekin yeh meri kahani ka ant nahi hai, kyunki, ek din shahar me jabardast safai abhiyaan chala, jismey poorey shahar ki jabardast safaai ki gayi, usi dauraan saubhagya se us naali ki bhi safai ki gayi, aur mujhey bhi mano gandgi ke saath us nali se nikaal liya gaya.

mujhey nikalney waaley ne fauran pahchaana ho aisa nahi lagta, kyunki kaafi din me sadak ke kinarey pada hua sukhta raha aur kisi ne mujh par koi dhyan hi nahi diya, phir jisney mujhey nikala tha, usi ne mujhey uthaya dhoya aur apney ghar le gaya,aur yahin se mere jeevan ka ek naya adhyaay shuru hua,

Mere naye maalik ka naam Naseeruddin ansaari tha......

Yahan se merey jeevan ka woh hissa shuru hota hai jisey me apney jeevan ka ujla hissa samajhta hoon, yun kahiye ki ye mera personal renaisa tha, nasruddin shahar ka safai karmchari tha, lekin woh sirf safai karmchari hi nahi tha, woh ek krantikari mazdoor union ka garjdaar neta bhi tha, mujhey to ashchary hota tha ki woh aadmi din me shahar ki naaliyan saaf karkey aata hai aur raat ko apney doston ke saath baith kar kisi lenin aur marx ki kitaab padhta tha, aur zordaar bahas karta tha.

wahin mujhey pahali baar class, dclass aur sangharsh ke asli karno ka pata chala, pata nahi apney marx ko padha hai ya nahi par mey to uskey baarey mei hi sun kar un par fida ho gaya, woh kya naara hai, duniya ke mazdooron ek ho, tumharey paas khoney ke liye sirf apni bediyan hain lekin paaney ke liye saari duniya hai. WAH, WAH, WAH maan gaye sar ji, maan gaye kamaal kar ditta, mei balihaari jaun, is ek naarey pe saara jeevan kurbaan. 

lekin baat mere  naye ghar ki aur uskey malik ki thi, to aam ghar tha bas yahan kitabein bahut zyada thi, jo bhi aata tha yaa to kuch padhta hua aata tha, yaa aa kar kuch paddhney lagta tha, ghar sabkey liye khula tha, koi raat ko 2 bajey aa raha hai, to koi subah 4 bajey chala aa raha hai, kisi ka koi thikana hi nahi tha, jiski marzi ho kichen me jaakar chai bana lata tha, aur sabsey badi baat ki wahan hasney waalon ki kami nahi thee, sabsey badi baat ki wahan sab aazad they, 

yahan ek baat bataana zaroori hai, yahan mujhey pahali baar yeh bhi pata chala ki aakhir merey kitni tarah ke istemaal ho saktey hain, logon ne mujhey chai peeney, chai banaaney se lekar daal sabzi banaaney tak mey istemaal kiya hai, aur aisa mey kisi naarazgi key saath nahi kah raha, asal me wahan ka mahaul hi aisa tha ki khud hi lagta tha ki kisi bhi tarah is ladai me shamil ho jao, kuch to karo, sach kahun mujheyapney is maalik se bhi pyar ho gaya tha, woh kahata tha, khuda agar kahin hai to is duniya ko usney nahi banaya ho sakta, yeh to kisi shaitaan ka kaam lagti hai, warna to duniya khubsurat, aur ujaas hoti, mazdoor ko uska poora haq milta, aur kisi ko bhi sataaya nahi jata........

Woh log ek doosrey ko comrade kahtey they, mujhey nahi pata ki iska kya matlab hota hai, lekin itna accha lagta tha ki agar aapki izzazat ho to mei bhi, sirf ek baar, apney naam ke aagey comrade laga loon, bada man kar raha hai, comrade lota, wah wah, maza aa gaya.

mainey us ghar me bahut kuch seekha, prem, dosti, sangharsh, imaandari aur woh saari cheezein jo insaan banney ke liye zaroori hoti hain, nasruddin ko bhi prem tha, katai azeeb kism ka prem tha, uski ek comrade aur woh ek doosrey ko pasand kartey they, lekin yeh azeeb kism ka isqu tha, lagta tha ki dono ek doosrey ko pasand kartey hain kekin phir dono ek doosrey se itni bahas kartey they ki taazub hota tha ki woh dono ek doosrey se prem kartey hain.Woh dono ek doosrey ke saath marney ki kasam nahi khatey they, balki saath saath jeeney ke mansubey banatey they. Bataiye aisey kisi aadmi se aapko pyar nahi ho jayga. mujhey un sabsy pyar ho gaya tha, com. gopi, com. naathu, com. utpal, com. priya, com. neeru, com. nazia, com. riaz.....kitney naam ginaun, un logon ne mujhey neechey se kaala kar diya tha, lekin ussey koi farq nahi padta tha, unhoney mujh par beinthaan kharochein laga di thi, lekin ussey bhi koi farq nahi padata. 

 Mujhey lagta tha ki merey jeevan ka maksad pura ho gaya hai aur me ab whain rahunga, (sigh) lekin aisa nahi tha. Useey maar diya, uskey comrade doston ne kaha ki woh shahid hua hai, lekin me kahata hun ki uski hatya hui, meiney apni aankhon se dekha, usey, din dahadey, badi berahami se goli maari gayi.

Aapko to yaad hoga, aap akhbaar padhtey hi hain, aapko yaad hoga kis tarah police ne kuch 'khunkhar' aatnakwadion ko muthbhed me maar giraya tha, jiskey liye police ko bakaayda medal bhi miley they, unhi khunkhaar aatankwadion me sey ek mera malik comrade nasruddin ansari bhi tha.

us din shanivaar tha, yeh mujhey isliye pata hai kyunki shanivaar ko com. nasru ki chutti rahati thi aur woh apney baki com. doston ke saath koi kitab padhkar us par bahas karey they, us din woh mao naam ke kisi shaks ki ktab padhney waaley they, teen log aa chukey they aur baaki aaney waaley they, mei gas ke paas baitha hua un logon ke jutney aur phir kitaab padhey jaaney ka intzaar kar raha tha.

com. naseem ne mujhey paani peeney ke liye istemaal kiya aur fir khidki par rakh diya, wahin se thodi der baad mujhey dikha ki kuch police waley chupkey se upar aa rahey hain. mujjhey daal mey kuch kaala laga, lekin un logon ki befikri dekh kar mei khamosh raha, phir mujhey dikha ki gali ke mod par ek jeep ruki dikhai di, usmey see jaldi-jaldi kuch police waaley utrey, 

na  jaaney kyun mere dil me ek dar laga aur mene jor se cheekna chaha, lekin meri cheekh mere galey me hi ghut kar rah gayi, ki ek goli aayi aur Com. naseem jo khidki ke tek laga ke kadey they unkey sir ke parkhachchey uda diye, mere andar paani tha jismey woh khoon mil gaya, aur phir mey khoon se sarabor ho gaya, fir to jaisey kayamat barpa ho gayi.

ek saath kai police waaley andar ghus aaye aur unhoney aav dekha na taav baki ke logon ko ek kataar me bithaya aur un par golion ki bauchar kar di, charon taraf se goliyan chal rahi thi, aur unhi me se ek goli ek police waaley ko bhi lag gayi. kuch police waaley usey lekar bhagey, aur woh jisey goli lagi thi unhey jee bhar ke gaaliyan de raha tha. police waalon ne kamarey me mauzood sabko maar diya tha,woh apney saathi ko utha kar wahan se le gaye, aur kuch lamhon ke liye wahan khoshi cha gayi, aur tab mainey woh manjar dekha jisey koi bhi dekhta to uskey rongtey khadey ho jaatey, woh log jo jinda-dili ki misaal they, laash ban kar padey they, bejaan, behis, jinkey thahaakon se poora ghar gunjta tha, woh chup they, khamosh they.

fir kuch police waaley fir se andar aaye aur fir shuru hua, kahani banaaney ka daur, mai wahin tha, mujhey bhi ek saboot ke taur par rakha gaya tha, mainey dekha, kaisey-kaisey jhooth rachey gaye, kaisey-kaisey kissey banaye gaye, woh log jo jeena chahtey they, unhey maut ka saudagar bataya gaya, woh log jo sabko pyar kartey the unhey kaatil karaar diya gaya, jo police waala khud apni hi golion ka shikaar bana tha, yeh kaha gaya ki woh to u 'ATANKWADION' ki goli ka shikaar hokar shaeed hua haii, aur me sabut bana khamosh, us dramey ke ek-ek bhayanak chehrey ko ujaagar hota dekhta raha.

fir mujhey maalkhaney me jama karwa diya gaya, maalkhana us jagah ko kahtey hain jaha poolicewaaley us saaman ko rakhtey hain jisey woh baad me bech dena chahein, jisey neta log kaudiyon ke bhaav kharid lein. lekin me ek adna sa lota, ek aatankwaadi ke khoon se sarabor lota, kaun mujhey leta, kaun mujhey chunta, aur me aisey hi pada raha, apney malik com. nasru ko yaad karkey, uski jindadili ko, himat ko, yaad karkey khoon ke aanso rota pada raha usi maalkhaney me. aur naa janey aisey hi kitney saal gujar gaye.

fir ek din ek police waaley ne hi wahan se mujhey bahar nikala, ek garib se thaney me hi mujhey dhulwaaya aur, thaney ke peechey baney apney quater me mujhey le aaya.

usney mujhey meri pahli malkin ki tarah bhagwaan ke kaam ke liye rakh choda tha, lekin usko kya pata tha me com. nasru ke saath rahkar mai naastik ho gaya tha, mujhey bhagwaan me koi vishwaas nahi rah gaya tha. lekin majboori me mai police waley ka kaam karta raha aur apni ziindgi ke din kaat-ta raha.

To be continued in Part Four....Police wale ke Hatho mein Lote Ki Kahani

Part Two- "Ek Lotey Ki Aatmkatha"

Kapil Sharma
 
Us chor ne (jiska naam sitto tha, mujhey baad me pata chala) mujhey bahur se jholey mein se nikala aur apney pass rakhliya, pahaley to mujhey laga ki shayad woh mujhey chupa ke rakh lega. Lekin usey to paisey chahiye they, islier usney to mujhey fauran bech diya, woh ek choti se basti ki choti si dukan thi. Aur utna hi chota unlogon ka mol bahv tha.....dukaandar ne sitto se kaha, aur sitto kya maal le aaya, sitto bola, " arey lala motey walaa lota laaya hoon, jaldi se 40-50 nikal" aurr usney badi shaan se mujhey us dukaandar ke samney rakh diya. dukandar ne mujhey achchi tarah dekha parkha aur phi chup se tis rupey sitto ko diye, fir usney apni beti ko aawaz di, "REKHA" aur woh aayi, woh aayi to mere dil ki dhadkan ruk si gayi, usney mujhey uthaya, ghuma kar dekha, uskey baap ne usey fir andar jaaney ka ishara kiya, aur jo gaahak aa gaye they unhey sambhalney laga. Rekha mujhey apney saath andar le gayi, andar waley kamrey ki khidki ke paas, wahan khada tha sitto. "yeh tu laya hai" rekha ne pucha, "aur kya" sitto ne garv se kaha. "huh, tujhey kitni ber kaha hai koi bada haath maar warna tu aisey hi chindichori karta rahega aur mera baap mujhey kisi khsam ke haathon thama dega", "kya baat karti hai, kuch din ruk jaa, me sab intzaam kar lunga" "yeh soch lizo ki jab tak mujhey khub saarey paisey dikhai nahi dengey me kahin nahi jaaney ki" "par me tujhsey hi pyar karta hun" "haan haan, aur isi pyar ko tu abhi thekey pe botal mein daal kar piyega, dekh be, mere saath bhagnaa hai to intzaam kar, varna bhaag yahan se mujhey bahut kaam hai" "arey sun........." aur rekha ne khidki band kar di, pata nahi kyun par mey to us par fida ho gaya, tauba kasam kya ladki thi, aur aaney waley dino me to mujhey yakeen ho gaya ki ladki ho to aisi, kya kamaal ki ladki thi.

Main to kahta hoon ki agar ladkiyan aisi hi ho jayen to is duniya ka agaa peecha sab kuch badal jayega. arey bhai kamal ki ladki thi, beti thi to apni sharton par, premika thi to apni sharton par, tumhey rahana hai raho, nahi rahana bhaad me jao, uska rang sanwla tha, safed daant, aur chotey baal, jo usney apney baap se ladkar katwaye they, uskey haath khurdurey they, aur mujhey uskey haathon ka sparsh bahut achcha lagta tha, jab woh subsh-subah aata goothney ke liye mujhey istemaal karti thi to mujhmey ek kism ki garmahat si aa jaati thi, main pura din shaam ke un lamhon ke baarey mein sochtan tha jab woh aata goothegi, aur raat bhar subah ke un lamhon ke sapney dekhta tha jab woh aata goothegi,

Wahin rahtey huey mujhey uski aur sitto ki "bold lave story" ke baarey me pata chala, unki baatcheet ke tukdon se mujhey pata chali yeh kahani aisi thi ki aap bhi usy sun ke chowk padengey......

Unki batcheet aur baap beti ke beech samay samay par chalney wali takraar se Rekha ki jo kahani me jaan paya woh yeh thi ki rekha ki maa (jisy uska bap 'woh badchalan' kahata tha) kisi ek waqt me, jahir hai rekha ko paida karney ke baad mar gayi thi, aur uskey baap ne doosri shaadi nahi ki thi (mota, bhadda, surat se hi nalayak lagta tha, soch ke ahraj hota tha ki uski pahali shaadi kaisey ho gayi), rekha bina ma ke badi hui thi aur jaldi hi samajh gayi thi ki ladki ki umra se koi farq nahi padta, koi bhi mard, chahey woh bahar ka ho ya rishteydaar uska faydaa uthayega, agar mauka milega toh, lekin woh aisi ladki nahi thi ki roti, chupti, yaa bhaag jati, bahut chotey mein hi usney yeh strategy apna li ki agar koi rishteydaaar ya aur koi bhi uskey saaath, usey sahlaney, puchkarney, ya pyar karney ke bahaney, haath chaalaki karney ki koshish karta to woh apney paas ek lohey ki salai rakti thi jisey uski jaangh me ghused deti aur phir jor se chillaney lagti, dhirey dhirey logon ne dar ke marey uskey ghar aana hi band kar diya, ek uska baap tha, jo kisi bhi tarah uski shadi karkey usey nikal dena chahta tha, lekin uskey iradey kuch alag they, woh padi likhito nahi thi par paisey ginana jaanti thi, aur usney kuch paisey jama kiye huey they, usy pata tha ki agar usey apney bharosey rahana hei to uskey liye aamdani ka koi jaria talaashna hoga, ("yeh mera sochna tha" iskey alawa usney socha hoga ki akeli ladki IS samaj me to surakshit rah nahi sakti, isliye koi bhi , kaisa bhi, ek mard to chahiye, to uskey liye sitto tha) uska plan yeh tha ki sitto kahin bada haath maarey, aur usko 2-2.5 lakh rupye laakar de, aur woh kahin bhaag kar shaadi kar lein.

Aisi hi kisi basti me jaakar woh apney baap ki tarah dukaan khol ley aur phir (woh) sukh se rahey, kamaal ki baat yeh hai ki is sukh mein mainey kabhi, sitto ko shamil nahi dekha, uska maanana tha ki ek baar sitto se shaadi ho jaye aur uski dukan khul jaye to phir sitto jiye ya mar jaye usey koi farq nahi padta, aur yeh theek bhi tha.

Es saari equation me aapki middle class morality ko progreviness ki chataank bhar chuski ke saath bada haath marna, ya chori karna akhra hoga, kamaal yeh hai ki chori-cheena jhapti, in cheezon ko sabhi bura maantey hain, phir bhi agar koi cheez bazar bhav se sasti mil jaye to morality ko bina koi takleef diye woh cheez bejhijhak kharid li jaati hai, aapkey hi kai dost aapko chori ke camerey (digital) ya mobile phone ke safeistemaal ke tarikey batatey mil jayenge aur tab hamey koi farq nahi padta, lekin 'rekha ne aisa socha' yeh aapki moral tabiyat par thoda garaan guzra hoga.

Khair mujhey kya, mera to yeh kahana hai ki main to us ladki par clean bold out tha, woh apni zindgi apney haath mein lene ke liye kuch bhi karti mujhey usmey katai koi eitraaz nahi hota, ratti bhar bhi nahi.

Aur aakhir ek din sitto badi besabri se aakar khidki ke neechey khada ho gaya, rekha ne jab khidki kholi, to mujhey uska chehra dekhtey hi pata chal gaya ki usney bada haath maar liya hai, usney phusphusaatey huey rekha ko bataya ki uskey paas 1.5 lakh rupiya hai, rekha ne usey kaha ki woh market jaa rahi hai aur woh usey, badey pipe ke paas miley (yahan aapko yeh yaad rakhna hoga, ki mei jabsey is ghar me aaya tha, baahar nahi nikla tha, aur isliye mujhey nahi pata kia yeh bada pipe kya tha, ya kahan tha, par mujhey andaaza ho gaya tha ki yeh koi aisi jagah hogi, jahan koi aata jaata na ho) thodi der baad woh ghar se nikli aur kai patli galiyon se hoti hui basti ke baahar ki taraf chal di, mujhey usney kya kahkar apney saath rakha tha mujhey nahi pata,  bada pipe asal me paani ka woh pipe tha jisesey badi coloniyon ko paani pahuchaya jaata tha.

Sitto wahin baitha cigarette fhoonk raha tha, woh uth gaya , rekha uskey paas pahunchi tousney ek bag khola aur usme se ek sau ki aur ek pachaas ki gaddi nikali, aur ek soney ki chain nikali, rekhan ne paisey lekar apney jholey me daal liye, lekin jab usney chain ke liye haath badhaya to sitto ne kaha, "me pahana dun" ek baar to laga rekha usy mana kar degi, lekin kuch soch kar usney haan kar di, sitto ne apney panjon par uchak kar usey woh chain pahana di, lekin fir uska chra pakad liy aur usey chumney laga, rekha ne usy roka nahi, thodi der tak woh apney panjon ke upar khada hua rekha ko chumta raha, phir uski sans chad gayi,sayad thak gaya tha, usney dono haathon se pakad kar rekha ko neechey ki taraf kheencha aur apna ek haath uski girahbaan me daal diya, rekha ne thodi der iska bhi koi virodh nahi kiya, balki yun kahen ki iska koi notice hi nahi liya, lekin fir uska haath jhatak diya aur boli, "aaj hi nikalana hai, raat 11 bajey, jab mera baap dukan band karkey so jata hai, tab me niklungi, mujhey parli taraf, mil jaiyo, samjha" "huh.....haan....11 bajey......thodi der ruk na....." "......aaj raat ke baad tere saath hi rukna hai, hai na, phir............"

Jab rekha ghar wapas aa rahi thi to me yeh soch raha tha, ki main jo us ladki parr clean bold hun, kya mujhey jalan nahi hui, jawab to mere paas hai, nahi hui, lekin yeh nahi pata ki kyun, ho sakta hai hum loton ki jaat me jalan hoti hi na ho, ya yeh bhi ho sakta hai ki mujhey laga ho, laga ho kya, mujhey pata ho, ki rekha ne jo kiya woh ek plan ke tahat tha, mujhey to is baat ki khushi thi ki woh mujhey apney saath le jaaney wali thi us raaat.

Us raat jab uska baap dukan band karkey ghr me aakar late gaya to woh uthi aur usney apna kapdey waala jhola utha liya, me dar raha tha ki kahin mujhey le jaana na bhool jaye, aur aakhirkar usney mujhey utha kar apney jholey me daal liya. Main us din itna khush hua tha ki aaj tak utna khush nahi hua, ki ab sey woh ek azaad mahila hogi aur me us azaad mahila ka lota hounga.

Usney mujhey utha liya aur apney jholey me daal liya, mere alaawa uskey jholey me the kuch kapdey, sitto waley paisey, uskey baap ne jo zewar banwaye they, woh usney utha liye, ki woh to usi ke they, aur sabsye upar usney mujhey rkh lia. aur hum, yani me aur rekha har se niley aur railway station ki taraf chal padey, ab woh kya sapney dekhti, mei hi sapney dekh raha tha, (ab to yakin kar hi lijiye ki lotey ko bhi sapney aatey hi hain) mere sapno me bhavishya ke woh din aa rahey they ki kaisey, rekha mujhey badey pyar se utha kar meri madad se aata gunth rahi thi, yaa woh mujhmey paani pee rahi hai. aaaahaaa kya sapney they, wah wah, lekin achaanak hi mujhey laga ki me hawah me ud raha hoon, sapney dekhtey huey koi bhi awa me ud sakta hai, aap bhi kabhi na kabhi hawa me udey hongey, aur aap se kisi ne kaha hoga ki, zyada hawa me mat udo.

Lekin woh anubhav kuch aur hi tha, mera man hi nahi shareer bhi udta hua lag raha tha. aapko to kabhi sapney me udtey huey kahi aisa anubhav nahi hua hoga,kyun? mujhey laga kuch gadbad hai, GADBAD, to mainey apney sapney ko pause jiya, aur badi mehnat karkey aankh (ab tak aapney kalpana kar li hogi ki lotry ki aankh kahan hoti hogi) kholi, too mainey dekha ki mei sach me hawa me ud raha hoon, jaaney kya hua tha, lekin meri aankhon ke aagey se mera sapna auto me baitha hua sadak par teji se dauda jaa raha tha, aur me aisa shock hua ki mere to muh se aawaj nahi nikli, aur me sadak se jaa takraya, tab me bahut cheekha-chillaya, bahut tadpa chatpataya, lekin kuch kar nahi paaya.......... aur lagta hai rekha ne meri aawaz bhi nahi suni, kyunki naa to scooter ruka aur na hi koi mujhey uthaney aaya.............., aur aapko yaad hoga ki mere pair to they hi nahi ki mei khud bhagkar auto ko pakad pata.

Main ludhkta hua kinarey bani hui gandi naali me jaa gira, aur wahin pada-pada apney haalat par aansoo bahata raha.... 

To be continued in Part Three....