Update 72
Contd :-
Kareeb 2 ghante tak wait karke jab bharat ne dekha ke mobile network abhi bhi nahin aa raha, woh turant reception ki taraf daudne laga.. Room ko lock karke tez kadmon ke sath woh reception ki taraf badhne laga.. Reception pe jaate hi
“Hi, can you please connect me to this international number” Bharat ne receptionist ko apna fone deke kaha.. Jaise hi sharon ke number pe ring gayi, receptionist ne receiver bharat ko pakdaya… 3-4-5… Kaafi rings ke baad bhi sharon ne call receive nahin kiya… Bharat ne turant hi redial kiya..
“pick up the phone darling…” bharat ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha par koi faayda nahin.. Teen calls par sharon ne koi jawaab nahin diya
Sharon ke number ko chhod ke bharat ne dusre number ko dial kiya… Par 3 calls ke baad wahan se bhi koi jawaab nahin aaya.. Bharat ne turant hi shalini ko call kiya
“Shalini, where are you..” Bharat ne pehli cheez kahi
“Baby, m toh at home, but u not in Kolkata han, where r u” Shalini ne hasti awaaz mein pucha
“Will tell you later.. Abhi ke liye sharon ka number dial karo, and tell me if she answers the call” Bharat ne bahut tez aur pareshaani bhari awaaz mein kaha
“What happened honey.. Alright hai sab ?” Shalini ne serious tone mein kaha
“Do as i say honey.. Quickly” Kehke bharat ne call cut kiya aur wahin shalini ke call back ka wait karne laga.. Kareeb 5 min ke baad reception ka fone baja.. Ek ring mein hi bharat ne answer kiya
“Yes tell me” bharat ne phone uthate hi kaha
“Nahin, she is not answering the call dear… But tell me whats wrong na” Shalini ne fir pyar se kaha
“Nuffin baby… Kal milte hain, c ya… Love u.. bubye” Kehke bharat ne fone cut kiya aur wahin paas mein rakhe sofa pe beth gaya..
“Do international calls ek sath.. Dono ke beech mein timing gap bhi bas 5 mins.. Ek America se.. Dusra?” Khud se baat karte karte bharat ruk gaya
“Excuse me… Can you please tell me which country is this” Bharat ne dusra international number receptionist ko dikhate hue poocha
“5 mins sir…” Kehke receptionist ne apni offline directory kholi aur number punch karne lagi….
“Sir, this one’s from Malaysia” Receptionist ne bharat ko kaha
“Can i please get a cup of hot steaming espresso.. No cream please” Bharat ne itna kaha aur sofa pe beth gaya
“Malaysia.. US… Sharon.. ???? US mein toh Sharon hai… But malaysia mein kaun hai….” Bharat khud se baatein karne laga aur kadi se kadi jodne laga.. Kuch soch hi raha tha ke tabhi uski coffee aa gayi…
“Thanks.. ” Bharat ne waiter se kaha aur coffee table pe rakh ke fir se kuch sochne laga…3 ghante ho chuke the bharat ko udhar par use kuch saaj nahin aa raha tha.. Teesri coffee ke sath usne ek paper aur pen bhi mangwa liya.. Paper ek kone pe usne likha.. “America…” Aur dusre kone pe likha .. “Sharon” Bottom Left Corner pe likha “Malaysia…..” Aur botto right corner pe woh bas apni pen ki tip hi ghuma raha tha…
“Whats the fucking connection..” Bharat ne apne chehre ko apna hatheliyon mein liya aur sochne laga..
“Hi….” Bharat ke saamne khadi rina ne use awaaz di…
“Oh .. hi, kuch khaya tumne” Bharat ne chehra utha ke jawaab diya
“Yes sir.. abhi khake aayi… Aur aapne nai khaya shayad kuch” Rina ne table pe rakhe 3 coffee ugs dekhke kaha
“hahhaa. leave it, kal kitne baje jana hai mumbai.. And ticket nahin karwayi toh abhi karwa do.. Take the earliest flight back OK..” Bharat ne rina se kaha
“Yes sir i know… Done hai booking.. “Rina ne bharat ke saamne beth ke kaha
“Aur pyaas bujhi ke nahin.. Ya abhi bhi hai” Bharat ne paper apne jeb mein rakh ke kaha
“hahahaa.. yeh jism hamesha hi pyaasaa rahega sir… par aaj threesome mein kaafi mazaa aaya.. meri ek fantasy puri hui” Rina ne besharm hoke kaha
“Acha, ek… dusri fantasy kya hai phir…” Bharat ne ek aur coffee order karke kaha
“Ab aapse kya chupana sir… Main chahti hun koi mujhe mere pati ke saamne hi ragad ragad ke chode…” Rina ne apni shirt ka ek button khol ke kaha
“Hahaha…. randi ho tum…. Waise tumhare pati ka transfer ho chuka hai kolkata.. Socha tumhe bata dun” Bharat ne apni cigarrete jala ke kaha
“Kolkata.. Kyun par, ” Rina ne kaha
“Kyun.. tumhe zaruri nai samajhta is kyun ka jawaab dena” Bharat ne sutta kheench ke kaha.. Bharat ka jawaab sun rina ka chehra utar gaya aur thodi udas ho gayi
“Shakal aisi kyun kar di.. Acha suno, regional manager se territory manager bana ke bheja hai.. Aur 35 % rise diya hai.. Isse zyada kya dun” Bharat ne cigarrete rina ko pakdate kaha
“Ummmm… Theek hai, toh mujhe bhi transfer denge aap..” Rina ne bhi ek sutta leke kaha
“Tum kaho, agar tum apna replacement dogi toh am fine” Bharat ne jawaab diya
“Nai, no one can replace me sir…Yeh yaad rakhna” Rina ne cigarrete ke dhuen ka challa bana ke kaha
“Toh fir its done… Tumhe apna jawab mil gaya.. Order some dinner now in the room.. main jaldi aata hun” Kehke bharat ne rina ko jane ke liye kaha, aur rina ne bhi theek waise hi kiya
Rina ke jaate hi bharat ne apne dimaag pe zor lagaya, par use Malaysia ka clue kuch nahin mila… Coffee aur cigarrete khatam karke bharat room ki taraf nikal gaya.. Khane ke sath ek baar fir rina ki chudai mein vyast ho gaya…
Udhar mumbai mein Vikram Kohli ko jab se kolkata ka news mila tha, tab se woh bechain hone laga tha..
“Kal ka aaya ek launda, meri baazi bigaad nahin sakta.. Mujhe kuch karna padega….” Vikram kohli apni cabin mein khud se bolte hue apne daant pees raha tha…, tabhi uska intercom baja
“yes..” usne pareshaani wali awaaz mein kaha
“sir, koi aapse milne aaya hai… ” uski PA ne kaha
“Send in…” Vikram ne phone rakh diya aur fir bharat ke baare mein sochne laga
“Hello.. Mr Vikram…” Us shaks ne andar aake kaha
“Hi… Do i know you…” Vikram ne chair se uth ke kaha
“Nahin.. Par main achi tarah jaanta hun aapko, aur abhi aap jiske baare mein soch rahe hain, usko bhi..”
“Sorry..” Vikram ne bas itna hi kaha
“Na na.. Dont be… Bharat aapka dushman, aur mera bhi.. Is hisaab se aap ere dost hue, aur dost ek dusre ko sorry nahin kehte” Us bande ne chair pe beth ke kaha
“Dekhiye.. Aap seedhe seedhe baat kijiye..” Vikram ne apne specs utaar ke kaha
“Hum chaaron milke , agar aap chaahein, toh bharat se badla le sakte hain… ”
“Kaisa badla… Aur chaar kaun, hum toh sirf 2 hi hain…” Vikram ne aagey badh ke kaha
“Chaliye , main aapko baaki ke 2 se milwata hun..” Us shaqs ne vikram se kaha aur bahar ki taraf badhne laga… Vikram ne kuch seconds socha, aur fir us bande ke peeche chalne laga.. Dono log vikram ki gaadi mein beth gaye aur us shaqs ke diye directions ke anusaar vikram gaadi chalane laga.. Puri der us bande se vikram ne kai sawaal puche , par use koi jawaab nahin mila.. Kareeb ek ghante baad vikram aur woh shaqs borivali pahunche..
“Yeh kahan laaye ho mujhe.. Agar mere sath koi hoshyari ki toh yaad rakhna” Vikram ne chalte chalte apni gun us bande ko dikhayi
“Relax…. Follow me” Kehke woh banda aagey chalne laga aur vikram bhi uske peeche chalne laga.. Chalte chalte woh dono ek flat ke bahar pahunche jo kaafi purana tha, kaafi time se jo bandh tha almost… Darwaza kholke woh banda andar gaya aur vikram ko bulaya.. Flat mein ek dum andhera tha, vikram ko ab darr lagne laga tha
“Light jalao ab..” Vikram ne us bande se kaha aur us bande ne theek wohi kiya.. Light jalte hi vikram ki jaan mein jaan aayi.. Light on hote hi vikram ke saamne ab woh akela nahin tha, uske saamne the teen log…
“Tum toh theek ho, par yeh bache isme kya karenge..” Vikram ne dusre do logon ki taraf ishara karke kaha
“yeh bache bahut kaam ke hain.. Infact yehi lead karenge is cheez ko…”
“Batao plan kya hai.. Am in” Vikram ne un teeno se kaha
Maya – Paison ki, Taakat ki, Jism ki – Update 72
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