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Chapter 3 – Policewala

Agle din subah uthkar maine Nisha ko phone kiya toh usne utha liya.

“Kal kahan thi sara din? Kitna phone kiya maine tujhe. Aur office kyun band tha?” Maine uske call receive karte hi sawalon ki jhadi laga di.

“Kitna phone kiya tha maine aapko kal subah ye batane ke liye ke office nahi aa paoongi. Par aap toh aise ghode bech kar sote ho ke murde bhi sharma jaayen” Usne jawab diya.

“Achha maine phone nahi uthaya toh tune bhi apna phone band kar diya?”

“Office aa rahe ho na aaj. Vahin milo, poori baat batati hoon”

“Theek hai. Main thoda der se aaoonga” Maine bed se uthte hue kaha.

“Ismein kaun si nayi baat hai” Usne kaha aur haste hue phone rakh diya.

Kuchh der baad main taiyyar hokar ghar se nikla aur sidha Chembur police station pahuncha.

Vo mera bachpan ka dost tha, mera langotiya yaar. Bachpan mein ham ek hi school gaye, ek hi colony mein rahe, saath khele aur saath saath hi apni professional life shuru ki. Usne Mumbai police join kar li aur maine apni agency khol li.

Inspector Munawwar Khan, short mein Munna, Chembur police station mein bataur Police Inspector tainaat tha. Chunki mera kaam aisa tha ke mera wasta aksar policewalo se padta tha toh vo mera bachpan ka dost hone ke naate hamesha mere kaam aata tha.

“Vo aaye hain mehfil mein chandi lekar,
Ke Roshni mein nahane ki raat aayi hai ”

Mujhe aata dekh vo uth khada hua aur apne baahen phailata hua meri taraf badha.

Uska sunaya sher sunkar main chaunk pada.

“Ye kahan suna tune?” Maine use gale lagate hue puchha. Kal raat yahi lines mujhe dekh kar Bijli ne bhi kahi thi.

“Jagjit Singh ki bahut famous ghazal hai, kyun?” Vo ghoom kar vaapis table ke doosri aur apni seat par ja betha aur main uske saamne beth gaya.

“Nahi aise hi. Kal bhi mujhe dekh kar kisi ne same lines kahin thi” Maine apna cigarette ka packet nikala.

“Pehli baat toh ye thi ke cigarette agar tune jalayi toh baaki ka poora din yahin jail mein bitayega aur doosra ye ke kaun thi vo?” Usne muskurate hue puchha.

“Pehli baat toh ye ke Jail jaane ko main taiyyar hoon basharte ke andar tu cigarette pine de” Maine usi ke andaaz mein uski baat ka jawab diya “Aur doosra ye ke tujhe kaise pata ke vo ladki hi thi, ladka bhi toh ho sakta hai”

“Dekh unless tu haal filhal mein Gay ban gaya ho, mujhe poora yakeen hai ke koi ladki hi hogi pakka. Aur agar tu sahi mein Gay ho gaya hai toh bhai sahab darwaza udhar hai, utho aur chalte bano. Mujhe apni izzat pyaari hai” Uski baat par ham dono hi dil khol kar hase.

“Nahi fikar mat kar teri izzat abhi salamat hai ” Maine kaha.

“Kya lega. chaai mangaoon?” Usne puchha.

“Nahi rehne de. Nashta ghar se karke hi nikla tha. Ek kaam se aaya hoon”

“Haan bol na meri jaan, tere liye jaan haazir hai”

Vo bachpan se hi kaafi dabang mijaaz ka raha tha. Hamesha apni akad mein rehta tha aur apne dil ki hi karta tha. Kisi ko faaltu bolne nahi deta tha aur agar koi bol jaaye toh pal bhar mein haath chhod deta tha. Aaye din school aur college mein uske jhagde hote rehte tha aur mahine mein kam se kam ek baar toh uske maan baap ko uski shikayaten sunne ke liye school aana hi padta tha.

Aur shayad uska ye nature hi uske police mein bharti hone ki sabse badi vajah tha. Vo hamesha apni hi chalane ki koshish karta tha aur vardi pehenne ke baad toh use aisa karne ka sarkari license mil gaya tha.

Police force join karne ke baad vo theek vaisa hi policewala bana jaisa ke hamari hindi films mein dikhaya jata hai. Ek bahut hi kaaiyyan kism ka insaan jise Uper ki kamai se use koi shikayat nahi thi, rishwat lene ko hamesha taiyyar rehta tha, Had darje ka be-imaan, 2 second mein apni baat se palat jaaye aur munh ke bajaay haath se zyada baat kare.

Par in sabse alag mere liye vo aaj bhi vahi Munna tha jo mere bachpan ka dost tha. Mere liye kuchh bhi karne ko hamesha taiyyar rehne wala mera vo dost jo mere liye mere sage bhai se kam nahi tha aur yahi darja mera bhi uski nazar mein tha. Bahar ki duniya ke liye bhale vo kitna hi bada kamina aur be-imaan kyun na tha, mujhe usne kabhi kisi baat ke liye inkaar nahi kiya aur jo kaha, vo hamesha kiya.

“Abhi haal filhal mein koi ladki ka case aaya hai kya kahin? Koi gumshuda, koi rape vagerah, kahin kisi ladki ki koi laash baramad hui ho ya kisi ladki ne koi complaint file ki ho?” Maine puchha.”Abhi haal filhal mein koi ladki ka case aaya hai kya kahin? Koi gumshuda, koi rape vagerah, kahin kisi ladki ki koi laash baramad hui ho ya kisi ladki ne koi complaint file ki ho?” Maine puchha.

“Naya case liya hai koi tune?”

“Haan” Maine bataya.

“Kya scene hai?”

“Vahi purana kissa. Ek insaan gayab hai, main dhoondh raha hoon” Maine phir se cigarette nikalni chahi par phir Khan ki baat yaad karke irada badal diya.

“Tu na saale, koi aur kaam kyun nahi kar leta. Ye gumshuda logon ko dhoondhte dhoondhte mujhe toh lagta hai ke tu hi kahin ek din na gumshuda ho jaaye”

“Ho bhi gaya toh mujhe dhoondhne ke liye tu hai na” Maine kaha “Aaya hai koi naya case aisa?”

“Ye Mumbai hai meri jaan” Vo kursi par aaram se pasarta hua bola “Yahan roz naye aise kisse aate hain. Kabhi rape, kabhi murder, kabhi kidnap. Tere sawal ka jawab bahut bada hai. Ek poori lambi list nikal kar de sakta hoon main tujhe”

“Yeah i guess you are right” Vo sahi keh raha tha “Anyways, ye tasveer dekh”

Maine Saanwli ki tasveer nikal kar uski taraf badhayi. Tasveer dekh kar uske bhaav ek pal ke liye badle, chehre par ek expression aaya aur chala gaya.

“Means iske baare mein kuchh aaya hai?” Uske chehre ke badalte bhaav ko padhte hue maine kaha.

“Yeah i think so. Jaani pehchani shakal lagti hai. Shayad kuchh information main de sakta hoon tujhe” Vo utha aur apne pichhe rack par rakhi files mein kuchh dhoondhne laga.

Kuchh der baad usne ek file kholi aur tasveer ko file ke andar lagi photo se milane laga.

“Nahi, shakal milti zaroor hai par koi aur hai” Kehte hue usne file meri taraf badhayi.
File ke andar kisi ladki ke gumshuda hone ke F.I.R darj thi aur ek photo lagi thi. Us ladki ke aur saanwli ke nain naksh halke ek jaise zaroor the, rang bhi saanwla tha par vo koi aur thi.

“Nahi not her” Kehte hue maine file use vaapis kar di.

“Tu photo chhod ja mere paas. Main scan karwata hoon police data base aur dekhta hoon kuchh nikalta hai toh. Naam kya hai ladki ka?”

“Saanwli Mitra” Maine bataya.

“Address?”

“Poora toh mujhe yaad nahi, baad mein message kar doonga tujhe par idhar kahin Kalyan mein rehti thi kisi ladies hostel mein”

“Theek hai main dekhta hoon agar kuchh milta hai toh. Kal shaam ko kya kar raha hai?” Usne photo apne drawer mein rakhte hue kaha.

“Kuchh khaas nahi, kyun?”

“Milte hain kahin. Dinner karte hain saath. Bade din ho gaye saath bethe hue”

“Pichhle Sunday hi toh tu mere ghar par pada hua tha”

“Haan toh pichhla Sunday gaye 5 din ho gaye mere bhai aur 2 din mein agla sunday aa jaayega”

“Theek hai” Main hanste hue bola “Ghar aa jana shaam ko. Vahin se nikal lenge kahin”

Police station se bahar aate hi maine sabse pehle ek cigarette jalayi. Vo mujhe kabhi smoke nahi karne deta tha. Jitna waqt bhi saath hota, mujhe cigarette jalane ki permission nahi hoti thi. Hamesha yahi hota tha ke uske jaate hi mera sabse pehla kaam cigarette sulgane ka hota tha.

Khan se milkar maine thodi der ke liye socha ke office jaoon par phir irada badalkar main Juhu ki taraf chal pada. Sooraj sar par aa chuka tha aur sadkon par traffic duguna ho gaya tha. Manzil tak pahunchte pahunchte mujhe khasa time lag gaya.

Ghar ke gate ke bahar pahunch kar maine doorbell bajayi. Bahar lage intercom par kuchh pal baad ek aurat ki aawaaz sunai di.

“Kaun hai?”

“Aditya”

“Kaun Aditya?”

“Aditya Sharma”

“Kaun Aditya Sharma?”

“Kitne Aditya Sharma ko jaanti hain aap?”

Mere sawal ka koi jawab nahi aaya. Intercom par kuchh der khamoshi rahi aur phir lohe ke bade se gate ke andar bana ek chhota darwaza apne aap khul gaya. Gaadi mujhe bahar hi chhodni padi aur main ghar ke andar daakhil ho gaya.

Darwaza mere pichhe phir apne aap hi band ho gaya….

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