Update 2.
Ritu ke pukarne se jab meri nind tuti tab rat ke 9 baj chuke the. Main hairan hua kaise etni der tak soya raha. Room se nikal kar bagal me bane bathroom gaya.. hath muh dhoya aur niche hall me chala gaya.
Hall ke ek diwal pe badi si led tv.lagi hui thi jo ki abhi band thi. Dad.,Sweta, Ritu sabhi dinner ke liye apne apne jagah baithe mom ka wait kar rahe the. Main bhi ek chair pe baith gaya. Thori der baad mom ne khana parosna shuru kiya.
” So gaye the kya.”.. Sweta didi ne kaha.
” Haa.. thori neend aa gaye thi.” Kah kar maine khana shuru kiya.
” Sagar.. engineering puri karne ke baad kya socha hai.. naukri karni hai ya…” Dad ne khate hue pucha to main unki baat bich me hi kat te hue kaha
” Nahi dad..mughe es ke baad MBA karni hai.”
” Kaha se karoge”
” Yahi.. Delhi se.. maine form fill up kar diya hai.”
” Achha… thik hai.. Lekin ye paradise club se courier kaise hai.”
Sach kahu to dosto main black belt bhi rah chuka hu toh socha kyon na kuch extra income bhi banau jisse dad par financial burden kuch kam pade. Esliye paradise club me maine karate sikhane ke liye aawedan diya tha. Paradise club kanat place jaise poss area me bana hua kafi mahnga club tha jaha delhi ke amir aur bade bade log aate the. Yaha ki membership kafi costly thi. Yaha ke Gym, Swimming pool, Tennis courts etc. pure delhi me sabse khas the.
” Dad..wo maine paradise club me karate sikhane ke liye application diya tha.. socha kuch paise bana lunga.”
” Eski koe jarurat nahi thi.”… Dad ne muskurate hue kaha.
,” Tumhe paison ki jarurat ho to mughse bolo…tumhari padhai pe dikkat hogi.”unhone dubara bola.
” Nahi dad..aise koe baate nahi hai..ye sirf part time job hai…aur waise bhi mera work out bhi ho jayega aur kuch paise bhi mil jayenge.”
” Thik hai..jaisa tumhe uchit lage.”
Mere dad 51 vershiya thore mote type ke byakti the. Mathe ke aadhe baal jhar chuke the..pet bhi thoda bahar ke taraf nikal chuka tha. Lekin family ke prati kafi caring the. Mughe nahi pata ki unka koi dusman bhi hoga.
Khane ke baad maine courier dekha.. unhone mujhe appoint kar liya tha aur sabse achhi baat yeh thi ki salary 17000 rupees per month thi. Main kafi khus hua. Ghar ke bhi sare membran kafi prasanna hue.
Sabhi ne khana kha liya tha.
” Chaliye Sweta di aap ko ghar tak chor du.” Maine Sweta di se kaha jo us samay khana khane ki baad muh poch rahi thi.
“Chaliye Mr. Black belt.” Unhone muskurate hue kaha.
Mere chacha ka ghar bagal me hi tha. Hamare gharon ke bich yahi koi10..12 ghar ka antar tha. Mere chacha Ramesh Chauhan..age.48 years.. BSNL me karyarat.. ek duble patle byakti the. Nature ke thora hot temperament.. Chachi Rupali..age 44.sharir se tandrust..majakia type ek aakarshak mahila thi. En ke bhi sirf 2 hi santan thi. Sweta jo abhi 26 saal ki thi… kafi khubsurat bilkul south ki heroin Nayantara jaise..aur Rahul jo abhi sirf 18 saal ka hi tha.
Sweta di ki shadi 2 saal pahle gaziabad ke Rajiv se hue thi. Rajiv ke pariwar me Rajiv ke alawa aur koi nahi tha. Maa baap kafi arse pahle gujar chuke the. En dono ki abhi koi Santan nahi thi.
Raste me maine classic ka apna favorite brand nikala aur lighter se sulga kar honthon se laga liya.
” Kal kab jaoge.” Sweta ne kaha
” Kaha.” Maine cigarette ka lamba kash lagate hue pucha.
” Kaha kya… matlab Gaziabad.”..mere pith par ek mukka marte hue aankhe tarer kar kaha.
” Tum kaho to abhi chala jaun”.. muskurate hue maine kaha.
” Ha ha.. jaise ki raat me hi chale jaoge.”
” Kyon ja nahi sakta…are aap kaho to main Gaziabad hi lake aap ke kadmo me rakh dun.”
” Baate banana to koe tum se sikhe.”.. haste hue Sweta di ne kaha.
” Baate nahi bana raha hu di…aap ko kya pata hai main aap se kitna pyar karta hu.”
” Jhutha kahi ka”.
” Kaho to sabut dikha du.”… unke bade bade ubharon Ko ek nazar ghurta hua bola.
Mere pant ke ubharon par Halki si nazar dalte hue..” mughe nahi dekhne hai….chal bhag ab main chalti hu.”…kah kar jaise hi wo apne ghar me prawesh karne Ko hue to ” ouch ” karte hue ladkhadai.
” Kya hua.” Main samvedna swar me bola.
” Lagta hai.”.. Wah boli..” pairo me halki si moch aa gaye hai.”
” Oh.” ” Main kuch Karu.”
” Nahi.”
” Chalo… main aap ko kamre tak chor deta hu.”
Maine use sahara dene ki koshish ki. Uska ek haath mere haath me tha aur dusra haath uski patle kamar me.. kamar wala haath kabhi kabhi kulhe ke shandar kham par ja kar tik jata tha..tanik uncha uth jata tha to uske pushta golae par dastak dene lagta tha.
” Sagar Chauhan.”…. maine apne aap ko badhai di.
Uske room me use chora to wah ja kar bistar par pasar gaye aur apni sari utha kar apne takhne ka muaaina karne lagi.
Main takhne se kahi uper nigahbani karne ki koshish kar raha tha ki wo achanak boli.
” Thank you Sagar.”…” Tum niklo, kal shadi me milte hai.”
” Ok… main chalta hu.”.. kah kar main waha se nikalne hi wala tha ki unhone kaha..
” Tum kal kab nikalne wale ho.”
” Subah 10 baje ke baad.”…kah kar main apne ghar ki taraf chal pada.
