A/N: my dear friends.. khalsa, Shrestha, urooj - main duo story likh toh du… par reviews miltey hi nahi hai… mera bhi maan nahi karta likhne ka… :( main itna effort dalti hu.. par.. uska result.. dekho.. isliye.. main ab long stories nahi likhungi… par bas… sirf.. kuch jaano ki request ke liye… yeh meri aakhri long story… :)
Thanks to krittika di…. for the idea…
A person.. was completely broken from inside… at 8 o'clock in in night… he returned from bureau…. entered into the house…. Which used to be filled with.. laughter of two life's, their care, love, concern, emotions for each other.. all were captured into this house… now… all I the house is.. now more deserted… (suuna).. he entered into the house…. With a complete silence.. he saw.. the picture hanging on the wall… in that picture… a person was smiling… he stood in front of the picture… and.. started.. accusing himself…
"aaj… sab tek ho gaya hai… main… humesha se… chahta tha ki…. Mujhe sab yaad aajaye…. Mera ateet, bachpan.. sab.. kuch…. Main sab… kuch jaan saku aapni zindagi ke bare mein… bina… koi… meri kitaab ka panna… khoye… par… uske.. liye.. (with a pause).. i..tni… b..ari kimat… kyu?... itna ruth gaya.. tu mujhse.. haan.. ek mahine tere boss… bulane par jabab nahi diya to phir kabhie… boss.. bulayega hi nahi….?... bol na.. kuch tu… (tears made their way).. yaar.. bas ek baar… gussa kar leta… ki.. "abhi.. tum… mujhe… bhul kaise sakte ho…"… arrey doctor ne kaha… ki use stress ho sakta hai… toh tu maan.. gaya… haan? Tere yaad aane se stress kaise ho sakta hai.. mujhe… han? Bol daya.. bol… wada… (taking of the picture) toh m..aine… kiya tha.. na ki.. maut tujh tak aane se pehle mujhse hokar gujarna hoga… aur.. tune… mera.. wada.. tuthne diya… mujhe.. hata kar.. khud maut.. ke pass.. chala gaya… (Tears fall on the picture… )
Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jate hain
Beetey lamhe hamein jab bhi yaad atey hain
kyu? Kiya aisa daya.. kyu? Tera abhi toh… kho hi gaya.. tha… toh pura khone detey… na… aur.. upar wale ko bhi dekh… kitna aacha tofa diya… mujhe… main bhul chukka tha apni jaan ko… oh phir se yaad kyu dilwaya… wo bhi tab jab… meri jaan mujhse… chin chuki hai…. Isse toh aacha tha.. puri zindagi… bhul kar…. hi.. nahi nahi.. daya ko uska abhi… yaa nhi nahi karta.. aise mein… wo toh kahi bhi.. khush nahi reh pata… hain na.. daya… tune.. bhi toh nahi socha.. mere bare mein… chal pada… akele.. jana hi that oh mujhe bhi aapne saath le kar jata.. daya.. lekar jata… ab main.. kisse..gussa karunga, kisko dhantuga… bol.. kisko kahunga.. daya maat kha itna aur mouta ho jayega.. (painful smile with tears)…
Chand lamhat ke waste hi sahih
Muskura ker mili thi mujhe zindagi
Teri aghosh mein din they mere cutey
teri bahon mein thi meri yaad catin
Aj bhi jab wo pal mujh ko yaad atey hian
Dil se sare ghumon ko bhula jatey hian
Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jate hain
Beetey lamhe hamein jab bhi yaad atey hain
kaun mujhe mere ruthne par manayega ab.. yeh ghar… dekh.. kabhi.. teri hasi ki kilkariyon se gunjta tha.. aaj.. iss ghar mein.. kuch nahi hai.. bilkul virana ho gaya hai.. yeh ghar… mere pass.. jeene ki koi wajah nahi hai yaar.. koi wajah nahi hai… tu mere saath nahi hai… bas.. teri wo kadwi yaadein hai.. khosta hu uss din ko.. jis din tu mujhe akela chod kar gaya.. khosta hu khud ko.. aapni iss.. bhulne ki beemari ko.. khud par gussa aata hai… bureau main jaata hun.. toh wo.. table jahan tum kabhi baitha karte they.. aaj bas tumhari yaadein hai… aur kuch nahi…. Maine ek baar bhi waha mudkar nahi dekha… kyuki.. tum hari yaad.. mujhe.. aayeg.. tumhara cehra… mujhe dekhe ga… mai.. sab pal phirse jeena.. chahta hu.. mere yaar.. jo shayad.. mumkin nahi hai… kyuki tum waha chale gaye ho.. jaha se koi laut kar nahi aata.. koi bhi nahi… tu.. bhi wahi chala gaya… kyu?.. the window were opening…. The wind was blowing into the house… resulting in fall of picture on the… desk… and… glass breaking sound… alerts abhijeet… who was… talking to the figure in the picture.. he went… closes the window… and starts picking.. the.. photo frame… he turns it around… it was picture of him… and his buddy… daya… he.. wipes of the broken pieces of glass… from the picture to view… it.. clearly… and tears falls on the face of daya's picture… today no body.. was here to wipe them… all this while… his hand started to bleed… small piece of… glass… made a big cut… he did not felt any pain… as this pain is nothing compared to pain.. he is going through now….
Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jate hain
Beetey lamhe hamein jab bhi yaad atey hain
Mere kandhe pe sir ko jukhana tera
Mere sene mein khud ko chupana tera
A ke meri panhaon mein shamo seher
Kanch ki tarah wo toot jana tera
Aj bhi jab wo manzer nazar aatey hian
Dil ki vernainon ko mita jatey hain
Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jate hain
Beetey lamhe hamein jab bhi yaad atey hain
He speaks… dekh daya… ab toh… mujh mei koi jaan nahi hai… koi dard nahi hota mujhe.. koi dard nahi… bas… main zinda hunt oh sirf… teri yaadon ke saath… aur kuch… nahi… iss ghar k eek ek kaune mein tum baste ho… tumhari yaadein basti hai… aur kuch nahi…. main… aaj akela, tanah ho gaya hu… bilkul akela…. He sits their itself.. leaning against the…. Desk…. Placing his buddy's picture… close to his heart with.. continuous.. tears… following down…. The memories.. hunting him…
"boss hatoo..."
"abhi... Mein daya.."
"dekhna abhi ek din.. main tumse itna dhur chala jaunga… ki tumhare lakh pukarne par bhi nahi aaunga… "
"arey tum kyu sochte ho tumhari yeah bimari tumhe kamjor keregi.. mein hu na... tumhe kabhie kuch bhulne ke bajase kamjoor nahi pedne dunga"
"nahi.. abhi.. tum bhale hi mujhe bhul gaye… main tumhe nahi bhul sakta… kuch nahi… bhul sakta martey dum tak nahi"
"kya hogaya hai tumhe boss… tum mujhe bhul gaye.. aapne daya ko"
"boss.. kehene par.. jawab nahi diya.. tumne.. abhi"
He opens his eyes… nahi daya.. main tujhe kabhi nahi bhul sakta.. hun.. kabhi nahi… ab kaun mujhe pyaar se boss.. bulayega… kaun… sahi kaha tha tumne.. ek din.. tum mujhse.. itne dhur chale jaogey.. ki.. chah kar bhi nahi wapas.. aa sakte… kyu? Kiya mere saath aisa… kyu? Aise.. akele.. jeene se toh mujhe wahi marne diya hota… kaam se kaam teri maut ka bojh toh nahi hota… mere sar par… saari galti meri iss amnesia ki bimari ki hai… khud par gussa aa raha hai… aaj mujhe sab yaad hai toh meri.. pyaari chez.. mere saath nahi hai… nahi hai mere saath… kho gaye ho tum daya…
"sir… aap juth keh rahe hai na… daya mujhe aise akele chod kar nahi jaa sakta, saath jeene marne ki kasam khayi thi.. humne…"
Abhijeet.. tears were nonstop.. tanhan chod tala tu mujhe.. inn muskil raho mein daya… tere bina main koi bhi.. naadi par nahi kar paunga… har muskil gaadi mein mere haath tamne wala… tu hai… jo.. ab… kiske seene mein main sar rakh kar royu? Kiske sine par… meri tabiyat begarne par tum pareshan ho jate thy… raat raat bhar mere liye jagthe thy… meri laparwahi par.. mujhe… dhantna.. sab…
"abhijeet tumhari dawai… lelo warna… mujhse bura koi nahi hoga"
"abhijeet itni laparwahi… hadh hai… aur bego bharish mein… "
Tumhari jagah koi nahi le sakta.. koi bhi tumhari kami ko puri nahi kar sakta… daya.. koi bhi nahi… (heartbroken)…. He gets up… keeps the picture back… and moves to daya's room… which he had.. no came.. in since daya left…. After the incident… first time… he entered into his room…. he opens his cabinet… looking at the clothes… hanging inside… he was touching… each and every cloth… to feel his buddy…. He was seeing daya… in.. each and every corner of the room… as soon as.. he tries to touches it… the image… disappears.. from there… and abhijeet getting the reality… it is all his imagination… he… sees a diary present…. The diary.. was dark blue in colour…. Abhijeet took the diary out… closed the cabinet… he sat on the bed… opened the first page of it.. written… DAYA… the name.. itself had different feeling… abhijeet gave a painful smile… he filliped the page…. And started reading.. the life of daya…
A/N: I have no problem writing long duo story.. but only thing is… ki… reviews.. miltey nahi hai… jab tak kaho na.. anyways… agar mujhe aacha response… aaya toh hi main.. isko continue karungi… plz… review… friends…