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Abhijeet's pov is in italics and rest is written in normal font.

On request by kritikka di.

CHAPTER ONE:- WELCOME TO HELL

Aaj subah aankh khuli toh mai ek ajeeb si jagah pe utha. Ek bed pe? Kahan tha mai? Khair ab toh halaat aisi thi ki apne khud ke ghar mein bhi ankh khulti toh anjaana sa hi lagta. Kuch yaad karne ki koshish karta hoon toh bas itna yaad aata hai ki kal raat mujhe kuch log kahin le jaane ki baat kar rahe the. Mai ro- raha tha unse minnatein kar raha tha ki mujhe wahan nahi le jaaye… yaad aata hai mai kuch chilla bhi raha tha. (he walked towards a big window in that room and looked out) arey haan. mai yeh kehke chilla raha tha ki..

"mai pagal nahi hoon. Mujhe nahi jaana wahan. Chhor do mujhe. Kahan leke ja rahe ho"

(he smiles) mental asylum. Toh akhirkaar unhone meri baat nahi suni. Laake phek diya yahan nark mein. Tabhi sochu yeh jagah jaani pehechaani kyu lag rahi thi. Jab pehli baar hosh aaya tab hi hospital mein ankh khuli aur ab firse mental hospital.

Unki galti bhi nahi… pichle kuch dino maine jaise baat cheet ki unse. Uske baad koi aur umeed bhi kya kare? Aur woh mere apne toh the nahi ki mai unpe chillata gussa karta aur woh mujhe samajhne ki, meri halaat ko samajhne ki koshish karte. magar fir bhi kal na jaane kyu ek pal ki liye hi uspe bharosa kiya tha maine.

Kal mere saath teen log the. Do toh mujhse bade the umar mein. Kuch 15-20 saal bade honge. aur ek tha wahan pe meri hi umr ka ya shayad mujhse ek saal chota hi tha. uspe pata nahi kyu yakeen kiya tha ki woh mujhe yahan nahi aane dega. Kal usne bhi bahut koshish ki baaki logon ko rokne ki samjhane ki par woh karta bhi kya?! Khair kisi se koi gila shikwa nahi.

Akhir maine jo apni maa ke saath kiya uske baad aur mujhe kya sila mil sakta tha? ab toh shayad saare zindagi yahin par rehke guzaarni pade. Par kyu? Mai pagal nahi hoon!

(angry) phir kyu sab mujhe pagal samajhte hain? maine kya kiya hai? unke saath kabhi aisa hota toh woh kya karte? kisi din ankh khulti aur unhe na apna naam yaad hai, na chehre, na apna ghar-pariwaar. Kuch samajh nahi aaye toh koi kya kare? Aur aise mein bhi umeed karte hain ki mai gussa bhi na karu? Bas gussa hi dikhayi diya mera? Par jo dard jis takleef mein tha mai woh koi samajh nahi paaya. Kya kabhi mujhe koi samajh nahi payega? Kya humesha aise hi akela pad jaunga mai?

Iss se acha toh mar hi gaya hota uss din toh aaj yeh sab nahi dekhna padta.

Arey yeh kya yeh kaisi awaaz hai? dekhta hoon mai.

(he peeped out of the cabin's door to see daya and salunkhe having a conversation)

Salunkhe: daya? kya hua? itne pareshaan lag rahe ho?

Daya: sir.. sir mujhe aapse kuch zaroori baat karni hai.

He had said it in one go.

Salunkhe: araam se daya. kaho kya baat hai?

Daya; kaise araam se sir? Kaise aap sab aise normal ho sakte hain?

Salunkhe: abhijeet ke bare mein baat karna chahte ho na?

Daya: sir.. sir aap toh sab samajh rahe hain. fir bhi aap iss faisle ke liye kaise maan gaye?

Salunkhe: daya mai toh khud bhi iske khilaaf tha par pradyuman ko jaante ho na tum. Kitna ziddi hai?

Daya: sir par abhijeet sir pagaal nahi hai… nahi hai woh pagal.

Salunkhe: mai jaanta hoon daya.

Daya: toh fir woh wahan mental hospital mein kya kar rahe hain? sir aap kuch kijiye na. ACP sir ko aap samjha sakte hain. please sir.

Salunkhe: daya tum samajh nahi rahe. Pehele mujhe bhi ACP pe bahut gussa aa raha tha. par ek taraf se dekha jaaye toh woh poori tarah galat bhi toh nahi hai?

Daya: sir aap bhi.

Salunkhe: daya tum ek minute meri baat suno toh… daya tumne uska bartaav dekha tha? har choti baat pe gussa ho jaata hai, ek pal theek hai doosre pal aag ugal raha hai. na theek se khaana kha raha hai, na paani, na dawai. Accident ke baad uski head injury ke recover hone ke liye usey dawai ki zaroorat hai. dekhte nahi the kaise sir dard hota tha uska upar se dawai lene ko kaho toh baat suntan bhi nahi. Uski tabiyat aur kharab ho jaati.

Daya: par sir woh log kaunsa khayal rakhenge abhijeet sir ka wahan.

Salunkhe: daya wahan doctors ache hain, abhijeet unke under jaldi recover karega. Uske khaane peene dawai ka poora dhyaan rakha jaata hai wahan.

Daya: par sir woh log kitni sakhti se pesh aate honge sir ke saath.

Salunkhe: (irritated) toh aur abhijeet ke saath kaise bartaav kiya ja sakta hai? pyaar se manta nahi toh jor zabardasti hi toh dawai deni padegi… aur yeh sab uski bhalai ke liye hi kar rahe hain na? aur kya kar sakte hain hum?

Daya: sir please baat samjhiye

Salunkhe: (angry) dekho daya… be professional about it. maana abhijeet tumhara senior tha, uske under tumne bahut kuch seekha hai, tum bahut izzat karte ho par baat ab yeh hai ki uski yaad dasht ja chuki hai. woh tumhe, hume yahan tak ki apne pariwaar ko apne aap ko bhula chukka hai. woh bhool chukka hai ki woh CID officer hai. toh behtar hoga kit um bhi yeh sab bhool ke apna kaam karo. CID mein emotions ki koi jagah nahi. Usey wahin rehne do. Yahan uske peeche peeche ghoom ke usey service dene ke liye koi khaali nahi baitha hai. woh ab CID ke bhi koi kaam ka nahi hai.

Daya: sir. Aapko pata hai? mujhe laga tha aap samjhenge unki halaat… par mai galat tha. yahan koi bhi unki takleef nahi samajh sakta. Uss waqt jab unko mental hospital leke ja rahe the, uss waqt jab woh mera haath pakad ke ro rahe the, minnatein kar rahe the ki unhe nahi leke jaye, uss waqt unke gusse, ke peeche chupa dard, unki takleef dekhi maine. Par aap sab yeh nahi samjhenge. Aapke liye toh woh bas ek cid officer tha, jab tak aap sabke kaam ka tha, apne kaam karvaya, ab unki halat zara si kharab hui toh bas sab kuch bhula ke haath jhar ke peeche ho gaye… Sach kehte hain aap CID mein emotions ki jagah nahi hai. insaan ko officer rakhte kyu hai? robots rakh lijiye na? kuch damage hua toh repair kar lenge, bekar nahi hoga koi bhi. Yaadasht sir ki gayi hai aur shayad… aap sabki bhi. Kitne baar abhijeet sir ne apne bare mein na sochke hum sabki jaan bachayi hai. aur aaj unhe humari zaroorat hai toh bas…

(getting up) khair. Maine yahan aake aapka time waste kiya. I am sorry. aage se aapse madad ki umeed nahi rakhunga. Very sorry.

Salunkhe: daya! tum abhijeet ke liye mujhse aise baat karoge?

Daya: mujhe bhi nikal denge job se?

ACP; salunkhe.. chalo..

Salunkhe: yeh tum theek nahi kar rahe daya.

ACP; chalo salunkhe… chalo yahan se.

Salunkhe went off along with ACP in extreme anger.

Daya to headed inside the cabin.

No one was understanding abhijeet. no one even tried to understand him once. No one tried to look at his pain, his grief, his broken heart which he was trying to shield behind his fake anger.

Yeh isey problem kya hai? mere liye apne boss se kyu lad raha hai? had hai! isey ab kya chahiye mujhse? ab aur nahi. Aur kisi ki zaroorat nahi hai mujhe.

Daya: sir?

Abhijeet turned around in anger.

Abhijeet: ab tumhe kya chahiye? Kyu aaye ho yahan?

Daya: sir.. aapse bas kehne aaya hoon ki aap fikr mat kijiye. Mai aapko yahan se bahar nikaal ke rahunga

Abhijeet;(shouting) nahi jaana mujhe aur kahin… akela kyu nahi chhor dete mujhe ? kyu pareshaan kar rahe ho mujhe? Mujhe zaroorat nahi hai tumhari… tumhari dikhave ki humdardi… nahi chaiye… (voice fading) nahi chahiye tumhara jhhootha dilasa.

(He sat down holding his head in extreme pain.)

Daya: sir… ( with concern) sir aap theek hain?

(Abhijeet pushed him away.)

Abhijeet: jaaaoo … chale jao yahan se… mujhe akela chhor do.

(Daya went out but only to come back with the doctor. The doctor checked him somehow with the least co-operation from abhijeet's side. He asked the wardboys to give him some medicine. But abhijeet was not co-operating with him.)

Wardboy: doctor se kehke injection hi mangwaana hoga.

Daya: nahi injectible ki zaroorat nahi hai. dawai do. Mai khila dunga.

Abhijeet: mujhe koi dawai nahi khaani.. jao … sab jao yahan se.

(Daya grabbed both his hands tightly. Abhijeet struggled to free himself but daya did not leave him.)

Daya: sir.. sir aap ek baar dawai kha lijiye fir aapko mujhpe jitna gussa nikaalna ho mai kuch nahi kahunga. Please sir.. dawai le lijiye. Aapka sir dard kam ho jayega. Please sir.

(Abhijeet tried to free himself but daya was stubborn too.)

Abhijeet: choro mujhe.

Daya: dawai le lijiye sir mai chhor dunga aapko. Please sir.

Abhijeet finally agreed to take the medicine and daya left him.

Daya: thank you sir meri baat maan ne ke liye. Ab aap mujhe jo saza dena chahte hain de sakte hain. jitna gussa nikalna ho… mai kuch nahi kahunga.

Abhijeet: abhi ke abhi niklo yahan se tum… chale jao aur kabhi wapas mat aana. Jao.. (throwing a pillow at him) jaaaaooo

Daya didn't say another word. He just picked up the pillow and placed it back on the bed and moved out.

Ajeeb hai yeh bhi? Kal jab isey kaha tha kuch karke rok lo. nahi jaana mujhe toh kuch nahi kiya aur aaj aake keh raha hai ki nikal lega mujhe yahan se. firs eek jhootha dilasa. Ek jhoothi asha jagana chahta hai yeh. Nahi.. mai ab kisi bhi bharosa nahi karunga. Kisi ki baton mein nahi aunga aur. Nahi! Kabhi nahi…