`He lay down on bed…closes his eyes…Abhijeet face comes in front of his closed eyes…he smiles a bit….and murmurs….
"Boss don't worry…main teak hoon…." And he went into deep sleep….
Someone knock At door.. he opens his eyes with jerk….he stands up and opens the door with sleepy eyes…
Man: Sahab…Mohit sahab na beja hai….App ka khana… Daya allow him to enter…he placed food tray at table….and tell him as…
Man: Sahab kuch aur chiya ho tu land line hai…call kar ka bata dana…main laa ayon ga… Daya nodded as yes… App khana kah lijyea…aur aram kar lijyea…Subha sara 9 bja Principal sahab na app ko apna office bulya hai..Nashta ka bad main app ko la chalun ga..Tyar rayia ga….
Daya: Jee…teak hai…shukriya….
Peon left….And daya closes the door.. look at food which was looking tasty and yummy in look…He unpack his luggage… take out one casual jeans and Shirt…and after taking long shower…and Changing….checks the food which was still hot…After eating it…he moved downward to check the area…he already sleep for more than 2 hours so he was not tired….and he was not there to take rest after all…
He noticed still no kid was at ground place… may be due to dinner time or Sleeping time..still he don't know abt much rules of Anath Ashram… he moves little far…. Checks the area…A big garden… then Play ground…even swimming pool area was very big…. Children School side is near to his staying place..which was staff area…But children's living hostel was little far… still he don't knw abt the all entering and existing points of The building…but he appreciated the whole Anath Ashram area…which was quite big…But how much big house u have..if u don't have Mother and Father..then there is no house for u in this world….for a kid…whose whole life is his/her parents… he was just walking and looking at the whole area… near to hostel building..he moves little far…. He Saw 2 watchmen present on Main Gate and all other gates were closed… he was abt to move towards watchmen when he heard a voice of Young kid…
1st one: yar ajj mera wahen bahr jana ka bara dil kar raha hai…wo uss building main…
2nd one: roz tera tu wahin jana ka dil karta hai…abi Miss Sushma aaye gai na…tu jhat sa poncha dangi tuja wahen….
1st one (Irritate): arre…kye yar…tu bhi na…aur wo Miss shushma…un ka kye…aaye jati ha stick utta kar..soa jaio 9 baj gaya..tu kye karen…9 baj jana sa aik dam kas sota hai koi…nend aaya, tabi soyen ga na….ab bara ho gaya hain hum..becha thora he hain….(angry)
2nd one: haan… tu ho gaya hai bara….Dakh beth kar uss Building ka sapna… jahen bara ameer log basta hain…humara guzar bi muskil hai…tuja wahen jana hai…main tu chala sona….
1st one: yaar..sachi mein tara jee nai chata …yahen sa kabhi bahr nikalna ko?
2nd one: tere chata hai woi kafi hai….After few seconds… Mera chana yah na chana sa kye hota hai…Jeena marna yahin hai 18 saal ki umer tak. aur uss main abi 3 saal hain….aur pher yahen sa nikal kar bi kon sa jhanda gar lan ga hum….hum uss building walon jasi kismet la kar nai aaya…Anath hain hum Anath… kyun bhool jata hai tu….
Daya does not hear any reply from first boy after hearing this reality with very sad tone from kid…. He look at upside…and saw an only open window … voice must be coming from there…its mean that is one of the Hostel room… and two 15 years young boys were talking abt their life…he thinks that from there , any Housing society building is clearly visible…and one young boy always wishes to go there and want to look that full of lights building from near….which is looking very shinny in the night time specially… when whole area of any housing society is covered with full of lights…. He never experienced how things or places looks alike in night time specially..bcz he never go outside from the ANATH AHSRAM building after 6 or 7 O clock…. Where so many kids living their lives and enjoying night light with their parents in parks, play lands, hotels …or at least in their homes peacefully but can go outside anytime with their parents…. He took a deep breath and moved back to his room after looking at that open window once again….
NEXT MORNING:
Daya ready and after breakfast moved with Peon towards Principal office…He enters after knocking and getting permission..Sat on chair with permission…. A very well personality middle age person was seated in front of him as Principal and head of Orphanage…He speaks up very confidently and straight…
Principal: …..?
Daya: Jii…Good Morning .s..sir….
Principal: Good Morning (Smiles a bit) Tu kahiya app kye chata hain hum sa?
Daya: Matlab? (Confused)
Principal: Matlab…App humara intazam sa kush hain…satisfied hain jo hum na app ka liya kiya? Yah kuch aur chiya app ko?
Daya: oh….ji nai…shukriya..jo app na arrange kiya mera liya wo bhi zyada hai…
Principal: tu (straight tone) pher main apni baat shuru karon?
Daya: jee bilkul….
He stands up from the chair and moved at one side, Daya was abt to stand but sat down again after seeing his hand movement which means to stop and sit down…he started as….
Principal: Dakiya Mr. Rahul hum apna Anath Ashram main asa kssi ko ana ki kabhi permission nai data… iss sa pehla ka app kuch galat sochen main app ko batata chalun ka iss ki waja kye hai….Kuch saal phela yahen bht sara Newspaper, artists , NGO's related log ata tha… hum na bhi una ana diya…bechon ko acha lagta tha… humari bhi maded ho jati thi… kai log Money donate karta tha…lakien ayesta ayesta huma iss cheez ka shidat sa Andaza hona laga ka humara becha kssi aur duniya ki zindagi jeena laga hain..man hi man… un ki soch asa sapna bunana lagi hai jo wo kabhi jee nai sakta…choti umar ka karan wo soch bht jald parwan char jati aur utni hi mazbot bhi…. Un logon sa milna ka bad un jasi zindagii jeena ka shok un main tazi sa pada hona laga..wo apni iss zindagi sa tang hona laga…Yahen tak ka (He took a deep breath) bagna ki koshis bi ki bht bechon na yahin sa..kyun ka una Uss zindagii ka muqabala yah zindagi aik KAD (Prisoner) ki zindagi lagna lagi aur yah Anath Ashram jo un ka gher hai JAIL….
sab ko yahan ana sa Mana karna Yakeenan galt tha…bht sara shak o shobat ko janam dana ka sabab bhi tha…lakien hum majbor tha… Apna bechon ko chat dana ka sath sath , un ki achai shiksha, tarbeat ki zimadari bhi hai humara kandon par, yahen sa bi (pointed his figure towards up side towards GOD) aur wahen sa bi…ussa bi tu jawab dana hai….hum na Yahen ana wala Artist, Ngo workers aur sab ko smajya ka wo apni zindagion ka bara mein zyada discuss na karen humara bechon ka sath…Lakin wo apna maqsad pora karna ka chakar main yah na kar sakta..aur uss had tak yah mumkin bhi nai tha ..wo sai bhi tha…bs pher….bht waqt aur soch vichar ka bad aur kas tor par 5 bechon ka gyub hona ka bad hum na yah decision liya…(Daya shocked). Ka yahen GOVT sa related hona ka illawa koi insan kssi bi sanstha sa jura na aaya… kssi bi survey yah interview ka liya….
Fil hal app ko permission di hai…kyun ka app ki bht sifarish hai… lakien muja umeed hai app iss ka galat fayada nai utyan ga…. He back and sat on his seat and look at daya … humara becha humara liya bht ahem hain….hum amm (normal) bechon jasa sab nai…lakien jo kar pata hain wo karta hain…un ka dil amm insanon ka dilon sa bht zyada nazuk hain..zara si baat bi teer ki taran chubti hai una…. Plz app un sa kuch asa mat pochiya ga apna colum ki khatir…jis sa wo hurt hon…. School timings aur Sleep timings ka illawa App kssi bi time un sa mil sakta kar sakta hain.. Humara Admi app par kssi bi time check rak sakta hai..i hope app issa smajen…. Aur humara bechon ko bhi….
Daya Quite….
Principal: App kuch bolen ga nai?
Somehow daya manages to speak…
Daya: App muj par barosa raken… main pori koshish, balka kyeal rakon ga ka meri taraf sa kssi bi prakar ki koi bi takleef na ho una…koi bhi…(strong)
Principal: jee huma umeed hai…wasa asa sab wo bhi kahta tha…par pher bi kuch na kuch.. he stops…aur pher bechon sa mafi….lakien Mr Rahul mahfi kabhi bi….
Daya (Intruptts): toota hoi dil nai jor sakti….kabhi bhi nai….
Principal look at him…..and quite after hearing his words…..After a minute..
Principal: App ka illawa aik larki aur I v hai fil hal…wo bi sirf humara aik donator ki sifarish ki waja sa…. In bara logon ki waja sa kye kye karna parta hai huma bi….
Daya feels bad…bcz he also there with the same way….but what he can do….
Principal: okay ab app ja sakta hain…Baki choti bari baaten app ko Mohit jee bata danga….i hope u will follow the rules…aur aik week sa zyada rukna na para app ko…. (He speak this last line with much more force, Daya understands his meanings and left after shaking hand with him)`
He moved to his room and came back with Note book and pencil….Camera also…he checked whole area and comes to knw abt all existing and entering points of Ashram with the help of Peon.. after almost 2 hours…he was alone and It was playing time..so he moved towards Play ground where kids were playing…They all were smiling and was very busy in their own world…which was very small… he was seeing all smiling and covered in sweat faces with much attention..suddenly he lightly hits with someone..he looked downward and a small kid was there…he was abt to fall down..he instantly grab him and take him in his lap….
Daya: so sorry bata….
Boy: No Uncle…app kyun sorry bol raha ho… main app ki waja sa nai apni waja sa girna wala tha…app tu seeda hi ja raha tha…its okay…I m sorry….
Daya smiles on very cute boy…and kissed him on his cheek..Boy smiles…..
Boy: App kon ho Uncle…? Maine pehla tu nai dakha kabi app ko?
Daya: Main yahen par nayee hoon na..issi liya nai dakha app na pehla muja…
Boy: Acha… (Innocently) app bi humari taran yahen rahna aaya ho? Iss big hotel main?
Daya (Sad): haan beta… lakin aik week ka liya…
Boy: kyun? Principal na app ko yahen rahna sa mana kiya?
Daya: haan..wo bola yahen sirf app jasa cute becha he rah sakta hain..main tu bara hona ….he smiles at him
Boy: cute tu app bhi bht ho… Daya smiles… Par bara bhi ho…aur jab yahen par koi bara ho jata hai na tu wo dosra hotel main chala jata hai… pata nai kon sa main..wo kasa hotel hai (dreamy tone)… Meri Teacher bi chali gait hi uss hotel main…wo jata jata boli …main world mai ja rai hn..real world..uss hotel ka naam hai shayad… (Confused)
Daya's eyes fills with tears…he sat in ground on his knees..stands that boy in fornt of him..and removes his tears…
Boy: App ro raha ho… (Sad tone) Maina asa kye bola? I m sorry… (grabbing his both ears) really very sorry…mahf kar do ,Plz ro mat…warna Teachen Mathli muja bht danta aur mara gi bhi ….app ko meri baat ka buara laga..par asa kye kaha maine (in lown tone)
Daya instantly grabs his both hands… and grab him again in his arms…and speak softly with so much love and concern….
Daya: Nai beta..asa kuch bi nai hai..wo tu meri eyes main Yah mati chali gai na..iss liya pani aye gaya…app na tu kuch bi asa nai bola… sorry kyun bol raha ho app…. Aur Teacher mathli kuch bi nai kaha gi app ko..Main hoon na yahen….
Boy Smiles at him….. Bell rings…and Boy said….
Boy: humara time khatm…ab class 5 sa aga classes ka khealna ka time hai…main jaion uncle…app pher milo ga?
Daya: Haan zaror…App ka name kye hai? Aur app kiss class main ho?
Boy (very cutely):Class 4… mera name Amar hai….pora name pata nai…. (Daya hearts pinch) jab main bara ho jaion ga na…aur dosra bara wala hotel main jaion ga tu Principal sir muja mera pora name batyen ga …BIG NAME…. his eyes sparkling with happiness and excitement… okay uncle Bye….
Daya kissed on his both cheeks…settles his hairs and tie..and said bye to him… his eyes was still teary…Boy moved and starts walking towards his class …suddenly he stops and turn back towards Daya and speak….Daya was still sitting on his knees with down head …
Boy: Uncle…
DAYA LOOK AT HIM…
Boy:app ro mat plz…main janta hoon…jab ankhon main kuch chala jata hai tu woh ansoo kasa hota hain aur jab yahen (pointing to his heart) kuch chala jata hai tu woh ansoo kasa hota hain…. He smiles and ran away….
Daya was stunned at his place…still the words of Boy was repeating in his ears…he was so shocked on all words which that very young boy just said to him…. Such a young boy and what a deep thought…..
Daya (thinking): Anath hona bhi kye kye sikha data hai itni jaldi…. He thinks this, bites his lip corner and closes his both eyes, which was full of tears now… his tears roll down from his cheeks….
Janne yeh kaisi aag lagi hai
us mein dhua naa chingari…
Janne yeh kaisi aag lagi hai
us mein dhua naa chingari…
Ho naa ho …iss bar kahin jala hai seena mein…
…..
"Wow, kye baat hai…colum likhna aaya hain yahen yah Gangna jamna bahana….hahahha… kasa kasa Emotional fools hota hain NGO's main bhi…. Asa ro ga Mister tu NGO tuma permanently Rona ka liya chuti he da daa gi…."
Daya hears these teasing words with teasing tone in girl's voice…he cleared his face immediately and look at his Right side…A Tall and much modern girl was standing there… with much confident look…but not only her tongue but his whole style of standing was also teasing…. Daya look at her from head to toe and stands up….
Daya: App ki tareef….?
Girl: Divya….naam hai mera..aur tareef karna ki koshish mat karna… main patio nai hoon…Smja (pointing her figure towards him)
Daya (angry): Oh plz… apni had main rayia…asa bhi kuch bi bolen gi app aur main sun lon ga…tu yaad rakiya main un logon main sa nai hoon jo app ka aga peeecha goomta hain….
Divya: oh Mister…main koi asi wasi larki nai hoon smaja… Shadi shuda hoon…
Daya: Oh…bechara….
Divya (angry): What?
Daya: nothing what….plz leave…aur ja kar apna kaam kariya…
Divya:what kaam?
Daya: yah jo news channel ka board tanga hoi hai na gala main…. Wo kaam…
Now divya very angry…Daya was talking abt her ID Card…
Divya (angry): U….. (Pointing his finger towards him with full of angry eyes…which were coming out from his orbit due to much anger)
Daya left …and Girl looks at him with more anger…. Mohit approached her…
Mohit: oh…oh…Madam ji app kyun gusa hoti hain..app ka make up kharab ho jaya ga… Divya look at Him with anger…Mohit embarrassed but divya also little relax….
Divya: Tum chalu..aur Milaio un 3no bechon sa muja… iss sa tu bad main nibat longi main..Insult karna ka bht shok hai na issa…dakh longi….
Both left….And Here Daya moved towards his room…at one side he was very hurt bcz of that little kid… Either Principal stops him that do not interact with any kid much…bcz this interaction will hurt kids later when daya will leave …but Daya really want to meet that boy once again…
After much time he relaxed himself….And tries to met with Principal once again…After discussing something long he waits for Next day… The whole day he spends in discussion with different children's… asking abt their wishes and their lives… Each and every reply were making him more and more sad and quite… sometimes tears really covers his cheeks..and he was really composing himself with difficulty..
Author's Note:
Thanks Guys for ur reviews… I need ur support bcz with few reviews I always hurt.. I want to point out Anath Aashram life…But peoples wanted Another Emotional Story…so I will try to make it emotional… I did not plan much emotional stuff this time…but let me see how much emotions I can add in this FF… Abt Abhijeet demand..well I have already planned his entry…but for now plz wait for sometime…
Abt the Girl..she is really not Muskan..and I did not planned any kind of Love story…Sorry..if u r expecting that…And If u want to give any idea and suggesting then tell me through Private message… And Guest plz write ur name or Any id….so that I can recognize u all… Once again Thanks To u all.. And Plz Review…Don't forget I m waiting for ur reviews…Thanks…Poonum
