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Chapter 7 – Sunil Chauhan

Nisha ke jaane ke baad maine us chemist ko phone kiya jahan se maine apni dawai mangvayi thi. Use bataya ke mere bukhar mein koi farak nahi aaya tha. Pehle toh vo mujhe salah dene laga ke main jakar kisi Doctor se milun par phir mere kehne par bola ke vo ladke ke haath koi aur tablets bhej dega.

Main 2 din se nahaya nahi tha. Ek pal ke liye socha ke jakar naha loon par phir bukhar mein himmat nahi padi aur main munh haath dhokar taiyyar hone laga.

Mera is din ka plan tha ke main Chipku ke bataye Bar mein jakar us waitress ke baare mein pata karne ki koshish karunga aur phir shaam ko Saanwli ke hostel jakar Maya ke baare mein pata karunga. Par ab Khan ka phone aane ke baad maine apna plan badal diya tha.

Ab plan pehle Borivali jaane ka tha, vahan se Kalyan aur phir shaam tak Hostel.

Main joote pehen hi raha tha ke Chemist ke yahan se ek ladka aakar phir neeli peeli goliyan de gaya. Maine uske bataye anusar dawai li, dopahar aur shaam ke liye 2 doses jeb mein daali aur gaadi ki chaabhi utha kar ghar se nikla.

Jab aap beemar hon toh mijaz kaafi chidchida ho jata hai aur har baat aapko pareshan karti hai. Chhoti chhoti baatein jo aap aam taur par nazar andaz kar jaate hain tab bahut zyada akharti hain. Har baat gussa dilati hai. Har insaan pareshan karta hai aur agar koi aapse ek lafz zyada bol jaaye toh dil karta hai ke vahin thappad maar do.

Aisa hi kuchh mere saath bhi ho raha tha. Ghar se nikalte hi mera swagat gaadiyon ke ek lambi line ne kiya. Traffic cheenti ki chaal chal raha tha. Bukhar ki vajah se gaadi ka AC mujhse bardasht nahi ho raha tha isliye jab use off karke maine sheeshe neeche kiya toh mere intezaar mein sadak ki dhool, garam hawa aur tez dhoop thi.

Ek pal ko maine socha ke vaapis ghar chala jaoon par phir apna irada badal kar dheere dheere gaadi aage badhata raha.

Mere pichhe wali gaadi mein bethe insaan ko shayad bahut jaldi thi. Phanse hue traffic aur itne lambe jam mein bhi vo baar baar horn baja raha tha jis baat se mujhe sakht chid ho rahi thi. Kuchh der tak toh main bardasht karta raha par phir jab usne horn bajana band nahi kiya toh main gaadi ka darwaza khol kar bahar nikla.

Mere pichhe ek Tata Sumo thi.

“Kya takleef hai?” Main driver ki taraf dekh kar chillaya.

Mera bas itna hi kehna tha ke gaadi ke pichhle do darwaze khule aur 3 kam se kam 6 foot ke lambe chaude haiwan bahar aa khade hue.

“Haan, kay baat ho gi?” Ek hariyanvi andaz mein chilla kar bola.

“Kuchh nahi Bhai Sahab, sorry” Unki kad kaathi dekh kar main chup chap phir gaadi mein beth gaya. Aur uper se vo 3 the.

Kismet se next red light cross karte hi traffic khul gaya aur main kuchh der baad Borivali pahunch gaya.

Main Mumbai mein kaafi arse se tha par Borivali pehli baar aaya tha. Kuchh der tak main sadak par lage sign boards dekh kar Khan ke bataye address ka andaza lagane ki koshish karta raha par phir pareshan hokar sadak ke kinare khade ek sabzi wale ke paas gaadi roki.

Maine use address batakar puchha ke ye jagah kis taraf hai.

“Achhaaaaaa” Vo sar khujate hue aisi gehri soch mein pad gaya jaise maine pata nahi kaun si adbhut baat puchh li ho “Kaam hai kuchh udhar?”

Ye kaisa vaahiyat sawal tha?

“Nahi” Main chidte hue bola “Chidya-ghar dekhne jana hai vahan.”

“Chidya-ghar?” Vo aur gehri soch mein pad gaya “Par udhar toh koi chidya-ghar nahi hai”

Isse pehle ke main kuchh bolta, vo apne saath khade doosre sabzi wale ki taraf dekh kar chillaya.

“Aey Kausik. Idhar koi chidya-ghar bhi hai ka re?”

Doosre wale ne apni gardan aur haath ek saath inkaar mein hilaye.

“Aapko galti lagi hai koi. Idhar nahi na hai koi chidya-ghar”

“Aap mujhe please address bata dijiye” Maine apne gusse par kaabu karta hua bola.

Kuchh der aur sar khujane aur sochne ke baad usne mujhe aage ka rasta bata diya. Aage mujhe gaadi vahin sadak ke kinare chhodni padi aur paidal chalta Sunil Chauhan ke ghar tak pahuncha. Ghar kya bas ek chhota sa kamra hi tha.

Darwaze ki ghanti bajayi toh ek koi 60 saal ki aurat bahar aayi.

“Ka hai?” Usne is andaz mein puchha jaise maine use kisi bahut zaruri kaam mein disturb kar diya ho.

“Ji main Mr. Sunil Chauhan se milna chahta hoon” Maine badi vinamrata se jawab diya.

Usne mujhe ek nazar uper se neeche tak dekha. Meri aadat hai ke main jab kisi case ke silsile mein puchh taachh karne nikalta hoon toh usually ek chhoti si notebook aur pen saath rakhta hoon. Us waqt bhi mere haath mein meri notebook aur pen tha.

“Phir aa gaye chanda maangne?”

“Ji?” Maine hairani se puchha.

“Koi chanda vanda nahi milega. Jao yahan se” Vo phir chilla kar boli.

“Ji main chanda nahi maang raha hoon”

“Toh ye chande ki raseed kyun laaye ho?” Uska ishara mere haath mein pakdi notebook ki taraf tha.

“Ye chande ki raseed nahi hai”

“Toh phir chanda kyun maang rahe ho?”

“Maine kab chanda manga?”

“Toh ye raseed dikha kar aur kya maang rahe ho?”

“Ji main kuchh nahi maang raha” Main baukhlata hua bola.

“Toh phir yahan kyun aaye ho?”

“Sunil Chauhan se milne”

“Vo chanda nahi dete”

“Par main chanda nahi maang raha”

“Toh phir ye kyun kaha ke chande wale ho?”

“Maine kab kaha?”

“Toh ye chande ki raseed kyun laaye ho?”

“Ye raseed nahi hai”

“Bina raseed ke chanda maang rahe ho?”

“Nahi aisi baat nahi hai”

“Toh jaao pehle jakar raseed leke aao”

“Par mujhe chanda chahiye hi nahi”

“Toh raseed kis cheez ki laani thi?”

“Chande ki”

“Par abhi toh tum bole ke tum chande wale nahi ho?”

“Haan nahi hoon”

“Toh phir chanda kyun maang rahe ho?”

Mujhe khade khade chakkar aane lage.

“Sunil Chauhan ko marke 4 mahine ho gaye. Vo nahi milega abhi” Mere pichhe khade ek aadmi ne chilla kar kaha. Use shayad meri halat par taras aa gaya tha. “Usse milne ke waste uper jana padega aur thodi der aur yahan khade rahe toh ye Budhiya bhej bhi degi uper” Us aadmi ki aawaz mujhe us waqt jaise aakashwani ki tarah sunai di. Mere liye toh sakshat Bhagwan padhare the ek museebat se nikalne ke liye.

Main uski taraf palta. Koi 35-40 saal ka aadmi apne ghar ke darwaze se tek lagaye khada meri taraf dekh kar muskura raha tha.

“Kaise maut hui unki?” Maine us aadmi se sawal kiya.

Isse pehle ke vo meri baat ka jawab deta, uske ghar ke andar se kisi aurat ke chillane ki aawaz aayi.

“Tumhein kitni baar bola hai ke doosro ke mamle mein apni naak mat ghusaya karo. Sabzi laane ko kaha tha, kya hua uska? Andar aao vaapis”

Aur mere saamne khada insaan jo kisi lomdi ki tarah daant dikha raha tha, pal bhar mein bheegi billi ban gaya.

“Aaya”

Aur darwaza mere munh par band karke vo andar chala gaya.

“Great” Maine apne aap se kaha aur phir se Sunil Chauhan ke gar ki taraf palta. Par tab tak Jasoos budhiya bhi ghar ka darwaza band kar chuki thi.

Bukhar ki vajah se mujhe kaafi kamzori mehsoos ho rahi thi. Meri taangen jawab dene lagi thi aur mujhe lag raha tha ke main gir jaoonga. Main vahin ek ghar ke saamne bane chabootre par chhaon mein beth gaya aur ek cigarette nikal kar sulgayi.

Chauhan mar chuka hai. Kya iska Saanwli ke case se koi lena dena hai? Kya vo hi Saanwli ka boyfriend tha? Kya jis vajah se Saanwli gayab hai usi vajah se Sunil ki bhi maut hui hai? Ya kya Sunil ki maut hi Saanwli ke gayab hone ki vajah hai?

Aise kai sawal mere dimag mein uth rahe the par jawab ek ka bhi nahi tha. Filhal main sirf Sunil Chauhan ka naam janta tha aur ye janta tha ke vo marr chuka hai. Mere kisi bhi sawal ke jawab ke liye mujhe aur information ki zaroorat thi.

Maine ek mayus nigah Chauhan ke ghar ke darwaze par daali aur man maar kar utha. Kuchh pal darwaze ke aage ruk kar maine darte darte phir kunda khadkhadaya. Main ummeed kar raha tha ke is baar darwaza shayad koi aur khole aur kismet kharab hi nikli.

Darwaza khula aur ek baar phir Chandalika prakat hui.

“Tum phir aa gaye? Bola na ke Chanda nahi milega” Mujhe ghoorti hui vo boli.

“Maan ji mujhe Chanda nahi chahiye”

“Toh kya chahiye?”

“Kuchh nahi chahiye” Maine apne dono haath jod diye.

“To makkhi ki tarah yahan kyun bhinbhina rahe ho?”

“Mujhe kuchh information chahiye”

“Par abhi toh tum bola ke tumhein kuchh nahi chahiye”

“Haan nahi chahiye”

“Par abhi bola ke kuchh chahiye”

“Sirf Information”

“Dekho pehle soch lo ke chahiye ke nahi chahiye”

“Kya?”

“Arre ye mujhe kaise pata hoga. Tum batao”

“Information chahiye”

“Par Chanda main nahi deti”

“Mujhe Chanda nahi chahiye. Information chahiye, information”

“Haan main vo bhi nahi deti”

“Mata ji mujhe sirf kuchh sawal puchhne hain”

“Chande wale sawal bhi puchhne lage ab?”

“Chande wala nahi hoon main” Main lagbhag chilla hi padi.

“Toh kaun se wale ho?” Budhiya ne bhi chilla kar hi puchha.

Ek pal ke liye toh mujhe khud bhi samajh nahi aaya ke main kaun sa wala hoon.

“Main koi sa wala nahi hoon. Sirf kuchh sawal puchhne hain aapse” Maine minnat se kari.

“Kyun tum police wale ho” Mushkil Budhiya ne hi aasan kar di.

“Haan” Mere dimag ki batti jali “Haan. Policewala. Vahi hoon main. Mera naam Khan hai, Inspector Khan”

“Toh police ki vidhwa logon ke liye Chanda chahiye?”

Mera dil kiya ke patthar se uska sar phod doon.

“Nahi. Koi chanda nahi chahiye” Main apni aawaz thodi kadak karke policewale ki tarah bola. Bilkul vaise hi jaise Khan bolta tha “Kuchh police ke mamle mein sawal puchhne hain. Ya toh aap yahin bata do ya main thaane leke jaoonga”

Mere dhamki kaam kar gayi. Budhiya ke tevar thode dheele hue.

“Policewala hai toh police ke kapde pehenke aane ka. Chande wala kyun banke aaya hai?”

“Hey Bhagwan” Maine dil hi dil mein socha “Teri beti ko koi Chanda samajh ke le gaya kya jo ek hi baat pe atki hui hai?”

“Sunil Chauhan ko marke kitna time hua?” Main sidha matlab ki baat par aaya.

“4 mahina” Vo Boli

“Kaise maut hui?”

“Buddha beemar rehta tha, mar gaya” Vo aise boli jaise uske ghar se koi bhoot finally chala gaya ho.

Buddha? Mera dimag ghooma.

“Kitna umar tha Sunil Chauhan ka?”

“Abhi mere ko kya pata? Mere se 10-15 saal bada toh tha kam se kam” Budhiya sochte hue boli.

Meri zubaan tak sawal aa gaya tha ke aapki umar kitni hai, par maine fauran zubaan ko lagam di. Budhiya khatarnaak thi aur is tarah ka sawal toh kisi bhi aurat ko pasand nahi aata.

“Mobile phone rakhte the vo?” Maine puchha toh Budhiya hasne lagi.

“Buddha phone ka kya karega. 10 saal se bistar pe pada tha”

Mere dimag mein jo shak paida hua tha vo sahi saabit hua.

“Ek photo dikha sakti hain mujhe unki?”

“Haan ruko” Kehkar Budhiya andar daakhil hui aur thodi der baad bahar aayi. Uske haath mein ek boodhe aadmi ki tasveer thi, umar 70-80 ke beech.

“Pati tha mera. Marr gaya abhi”

Sunil Chauhan ki biwi se baat karne ke baad main vaapis apni gaadi ki taraf badha. Vahin nazdeek hi ek ped ke neeche chaai aur cigarette ki dukaan thi. Maine ek cup chaai boli aur aakar gaadi mein beth gaya.

Jeb se nikal kar ek cigarette sulgayi hi thi ke Khan ka phone aa gaya.

“Kahan hai?” Usne mujhse puchha

“Tere bataye address par aaya tha”

“Kaun sa address?”

“Sunil Chauhan wala”

“Mila?”

“Haan address toh mil gaya par Sunil Chauhan nahi mila” Maine ek lambi saans chhodte hue kaha.

“Toh ab vahan uska wait kar raha hai?”

“Nahi vo marr chuka hai yaar.. 4 mahine pehle gaya”

Kuchh der ke liye line par khamoshi bani rahi.

“Tujhe lagta hai iska Saanwli ke case se koi lena dena hai?” Khan kuchh pal ke baad bola.

“Nahi bhi aur haan bhi”

“Matlab?”

“Matlab ye ke jo number Sunil Chauhan ke naam par registered tha us number ka Saanwli ke case se matlab hai par Sunil Chauhan ka nahi”

“Kya bol raha hai yaar?”

“Main ye bol raha hoon ke Sunil Chauhan 70-80 saal ka buddha tha, 10 saal se bistar par pada tha, usi koi aulad nahi thi aur phone vo use karta nahi tha”

“Oh. Matlab koi aur uske naam par number lekar ghoom raha tha?”

“Yep” Maine dheere se cigarette ka kash lagaya taaki Khan ko aawaz na aaye “Aur number prepaid tha isliye kabhi koi phone bill vagerah bhi nahi aaya Chauhan ke paas taaki uske ghar par number ka pata chale”

“Yeah. Well that proved to be a dead lead. Ab kya socha hai?”

Tabhi chaai wala ek cup chaai mujhe gaadi mein dene aa gaya.

“Pata nahi yaar” Maine chaai ka cup uske haath se liya “Ek baat bata. Is number ki call details nikal sakti hain?”

“Pata nahi yaar. Number itne waqt se band hai toh i dont think ke ab koi record milega”

“Koshish karke dekh sakta hai?” Maine puchha.

“Theek hai. Dekhta hoon”

“Vaise tune phone kisliye kiya tha?” Mujhe yaad aaya ke usne ab tak apne phone karne ki vajah nahi batayi thi aur ham sidha Saanwli ke case par baat karne lage the.

“Arrey haan yaad aaya. Saanwli ke case mein hi phone kiya tha. Ek laash mili hai”

“Saanwli?” Maine darte hue puchha.

“Abe agar mujhe pata hota ke Saanwli ki hai toh itni der se main uska case discuss kar raha hota tere saath?”

“Haan ye bhi hai. Kiski hai?”

“Agar mujhe ye pata hota ke kiski hai toh main tujhe kyun phone karke bata raha hota?” Usne phir tana sa mara.

“Ok” Maine chidte hue kaha “Toh tu hi bol le”

“Tu bolne de tab na. Ladki ki laash hai. Samundar kinare mili aur kaafi buri halat mein hai. Kam se kam mahine bhar pehle ki maut hai. Aadha shareer toh samundar mein janwar hi kha gaye”

“Kab mili?”

“Kal mili thi. Mujhe abhi pata chala”

“Oh god” Maine kaha “Saanwli ho sakti hai?”

“Cant say. Tu aake dekh le”

“Shinakht toh main bhi nahi kar paoonga yaar. I never met her. Sirf ek photo hi dekhi hai”

“Toh uski behen ko le aa”

“Nah she is gone back to Saharanpur”

“You said vo dono behne judwa thi right, ekdam ek jaisi?”

“Haan” Mere dimag ki batti jali “You are right. Toh rather than comparing the body to Saanwli, i cud just compare it to Saloni and see if anything matches”

“Right” Khan bola.

“Theek hai. Kahan hai body?”

“Bhagwati municipal general hospital janta hai?” Usne puchha.

Ye ek sarkari hospital tha aur Borivali mein hi tha.

“Vo jo Borivali west mein hai?”

“Haan”

“Haan janta hoon aur main is waqt Borivali mein hi hoon”

“Sahi hai phir toh. Pahunch tu aur main bhi pahunchta hoon”

“Case tere paas hai?”

“Abey nahi. Main toh aiwe hi aa raha hoon. Yahan betha bore hi ho raha hoon. Ghoomna phirna ho jaayega”

“Kamal aadmi hai tu bhi. Ghoomne phirne Morgue jaayega, laash dekhne?” Maine halke se haste hue bola.

“Haan isi bahane tera kaam bhi ho jaayega”

“Mera kaam?”

“Haan tujhe kya lagta hai ke tu jaayega vahan, buland aawaz mein bolega ke laash dikhayi jaaye aur vo thaali mein saja kar tujhe body pesh kar denge?”

“Yeah you are right. Aa ja, main hospital ke bahar wait karta hoon tera” Kehkar maine phone rakh diya.

Main Bhagwati Hospital pahuncha aur parking mein hi gaadi mein betha Khan ka intezaar karne laga. Vo poore dedh ghante baad aaya. Gaadi mein bethe bethe hi meri aankh lag gayi thi. Usne aakar sheeshe par knock kiya toh meri neend tooti.

“Hospital mein hi khade hain. Lage haath tu bhi Dr. ko dikha le” Main aankhen malta gaadi se nikla toh usne mujhse kaha.

“What time is it?” Maine puchha.

“4 bajne wale hain shaam ke”

“Badi jaldi aa gaya tu”

“Sorry yaar, traffic”

Ham dono hospital mein daakhil hue aur morgue tak pahunche.

“Kal ek ladki ki body laayi gayi hai yahan, ek ladki ki, kaafi buri halat mein hai?” Khan ne morgue ke bahar bani desk par bethe hue aadmi se kaha.

“Yes sir. Aap yahan entry kar dijiye” Usne ek register hamari taraf khiskaya.

Jawab mein Khan ne use ghoor kar dekha.

“Sorry Sir” Usne register vaapis apni taraf khinch liya. “Mere saath aaiye”

Main aaj tak kabhi kisi morgue ke andar nahi gaya tha. Dead bodies bahut dekhi thi par sab zyadatar ya toh mauka-e-vaardat par hoti thi, ya kisi police station ya kisi hospital mein bane ek chhote se kamre mein. Ek proper morgue ke andar kadam rakhne ka ye mera pehla mauka tha.

Ek morgue ya mortuary aur ek butcher house mein koi zyada khaas farak nahi hota. Morgue mein insaan ki laash paayi jaati hai aur butcher house mein jaanwar ki. Par hota ye bhi ek tarah se kasai khana hi hai. Yahan bhi laash ko ek table par leta kar use cheera phada jaata hai, theek kisi butcher house ki tarah. Bas yahan unhen kaatne ki vajah ya toh criminal investigation hoti hai ya medical science, na ke isliye ke kaatkar becha ja sake.

Ye ek sarkari hospital tha isliye kahin AC hone ka toh sawal hi paida nahi hota tha par haan, yahan mortuary mein AC itna tez tha ke mere shareer mein sihran daud uthi. Kamal ki baat hai ke jahan zinda insaan the, vahan chhat ke pankhe bhi dhang se nahi chal rahe the aur yahan murdon ke liye full AC ka intezaam kiya hua tha.

Vo ladka hamein ek chaude se kamre mein lekar daakhul hua. Kamre ke ek taraf ek bada sa bathtub jaisa sink bana hua tha jise dekh kar hi maine andaza laga liya ke yahan kya dhoya jata hoga, kamre ke beecho beech 2 din hospital stretcher jaisi 2 – 3 tables rakhi hui thi, unhi mein se ek ke uper ek badi aur chaudi si light lagi hui thi. Kamre ke ek tarf deewar ke saath bane bade se slab par tarah tarah ke surgery tools rakhe hue the. Sidhi zubaan mein kahun toh laash ko kaatne ke liye tarah tarah ke auzaar.
A
isa lag raha tha jaise murdon ka operation theatre ho.

Maujood stretchers mein se ek par safed kapde se dhaki hui ek laash thi.

“Yahi hai?” Khan ne us aadmi se puchha toh usne haan mein sar hilaya.

“Mujhe toh laga tha ke morgue mein bahut saari laashen hoti hongi” Main bevakoofon jaisa sawal puchha.

“Idhar toh post mortem hota hai” Us aadmi ne jawab diya “Bodies toh udhar pichhe mortuary mein rakhe hote hain saare”

“Iska post mortem ho gaya?” Khan ne sawal kiya.

“Nahi abhi karunga, isliye hi mangaya hai” Aawaz hamare pichhe se aayi. Ham dono ne palat kar dekha toh safed coat pehne ek koi 50 saal ke kareeb umar ka aadmi khada tha. Uski shakal dekh kar hi lag raha tha ke vo koi doctor hai.

“Hello” Usne hamari taraf haath badhaya “I am Dr. Verma, pathologist”

Ham dono ne usse haath milaya.

“Aap log thoda jaldi aa gaye. Abhi post mortem hua nahi hai. Report main kal subah tak hi de paoonga” Dr. Verma na kaha.

“Ham body dekh sakte hain ek baar?” Khan ne puchha.

“Haan zaroor. Aaiye” Kehte hue Dr. ne apni jeb se ek rumaal nikal kar apni naak par rakh liya aur stretcher par rakhi laash ki taraf badha.

Uski dekha dekhi Khan aur maine bhi apni jeb se rumaal nikale aur apne munh par rakh liye.

Stretcher par rakhi laash par se kapda hataya gaya aur jo saamne aaya use dekh kar hi mujhe jaise ulti aane ko ho gayi. Munh par rumaal hote hue bhi ek tez gandh meri naak se hoti hui mere dimag mein chadhti chali gayi.

Jo saamne tha uska sirf dhancha dekh kar ye bataya ja sakta tha ke vo kabhi insaan rahi hogi. Ab jo saamne tha vo toh sirf ek sade hue maans ka lothda tha. Aadha shareer toh tha hi nahi. Ek taang jaang ke neeche se gayab thi, dono haathon ki anguliyan nahi thi aur jagah jagah se maans na hone ke karan haddiyan tak dikhai de rahi thi.

“Ya Khuda” Kehte hue Khan palta aur tez kadmon se chalta kamre mein bane sink par jhuk kar khada ho gaya.

Mujhe ek pal laga apne aapko us nazare aur gandh ke saath adjust karne mein par phir main sambhalta hua Dr. ki taraf palta jo, much to my surprise, aise aaram se khada tha jaise saamne kuchh ho hi na.

“Kya lagta hai, kaise maut hui hogi?” Maine puchha.

“Abhi kuchh keh pana mushkil hai but looking at this, i can say ke is ladki ko goli maari gayi thi” Kehte hue usne ladki ke chehre ki taraf ishara kiya.

Uska chehra buri tarah vikrat tha. Khaal sad kar kaali pad chuki thi aur jagah jagah se gayab thi. Sar se toh poori tarah hi khaal aur maans dono gal kar hat chuke the aur uska skull saaf dikahi de raha tha. Maathhe ki haddi mein ek bada sa hole tha jiski taraf Dr. ishara kar raha tha.

“Isko yahan sar mein goli maari gayi thi jo ki filhal mujhe lagta hai ke maut ki vajah rahi hogi. Par ye bhi ho sakta hai ke ye goli iski maut ke baad maari gayi ho”

“Maut kitna pehle hui hogi?”

“Filhal andaze se kahun toh shayad ek mahina, shartiya taur par post mortem ke baad hi bata paoonga” Dr. ne jawab diya.

“Hmmmm “Main laash ki taraf dekhta hua sirf itna hi keh paya.

“Ye dekhiye” Dr. ne ladki ke jism par jagah jagah katne ke nishano ki taraf ishara kiya “Isko maar kar samundar mein phenk diya gaya par aisa karne se pehle maarne wale ne isko shareer ko kaat kar andar ki hawa nikal di taaki ye pani mein doob jaaye aur laash ubhar kar uper na aaye”

“Hmmmm “Main phir sirf itna hi keh paya.

“Ye bhi mumkin hai ke ise kisi bhaari cheez ke sath bandha gaya ho jiski vajah se ye itna waqt pani ke neeche rahi. Baad mein shareer gal jaane ki vajah se laash ye jis cheez se bandhi thi usmein se phisal kar uper ubhar aayi”

“Aur jo aadha shareer gaya hai?” Maine uski taang ki taraf ishara kiya.

“Iska abhi nahi bata sakta par haan isko ek mahina tak pani ke neeche janwar khaate rahe isliye jagah jagah se maans nahi hai. Par ek poori taang haddi samet kaise gayab hui, ye keh pana abhi zara mushkil hai”

Main phir apne saamne rakhi laash ko gaur se dekhne laga aur use Saloni se milane ko koshish karne laga. Kad kaathi takreeban same hi thi par uske alawa main aur kuchh hi nahi bata sakta tha.

“Ek baat bataiye Dr.” Maine ladki ke seene ki taraf ishara kiya jahan ab sirf gale hue maans aur khaal ke lothde the “Aapko kya lagta hai, is ladki ka breast size kya raha hoga?”

Mere sawal par Dr. aur pichhe khada Khan dono mujhe ajeeb nazron se ghoorne lage.

“No no no no” Maine fauran apne haath uper uthate hue safai di “Not what you are thinking. Dr. Sahab ham ek ladki ko dhoondh rahe hain aur main is shareer ko us ladki ke shareer se milane ki koshish kar raha hoon”

“You definitely have a weird way of finding people Mister” Kehte hue Dr. ne vaapis laash par kapda daal diya, jaise use meri gandi nigah se chhupane ki koshish kar raha ho.

“What the F was that?” Bahar aate hue Khan ne mujhse puchha.

“Abe yaar aise dekh kar bata pana mushkil tha par mera andaza hai ke un dono behno ka breast size kam se kam 36 raha hoga. Toh main vo match karne ki koshish kar raha tha”

“Wah bhai wah” Khan ne taali bajate hue kaha “Kya paarkhi nazar paayi hai mere bhai ne”

“Yeah i know yaar. Even i feel like an idiot know” Maine kaha “Dunno what i was thinking”

“36 size” Khan phir munh banata hua bola “Abe ab kya har ladki ka seena napta phirega tu? Darzi ban ja, ladies tailor”

“Yeah whatever” Main baat taalte hue apni car ki taraf badha.

“Hello” Khan ne mujhe jata dekh aawaz di “Arent you forgetting something?”

“What?” Main ruk kar palta.

“We are in a hospital and you are sick” Vo aise bola jaise mujhe koi bhooli baat yaad dila raha ho.

“You know what, lets forget about it. I have my medicines and i am kinda feeling a lil better now” Maine jhooth bola. Sach toh ye tha ke mera bukhar ab bhi vaisa hi tha aur kamzori se mera poora shareer toot raha tha.

Khan ne bahut koshish ke main Doctor ko dikha loon par jaane kyun maine uski baat maani hi nahi jabki ham dono hospital ke bahar hi khade the. Mera dil hi nahi kiya vaapis andar jakar kisi Doctor ke saamne bethne ka.

“All right, now what?” Aakhir mein vo haar manta hua bola.

“Tu bol. Tera kya plan hai?”

“Bahut bhookh lagi hai yaar” Vo pet par haath pherta hua bola “Kuchh khaate hain kahin chalke.

Mujhe bhookh toh bilkul nahi par bukhar ki vajah se mere munh ka taste ajeeb sa ho rakha tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise main koi kadwi dawai munh mein liye betha hoon. Mera bahut dil kar raha tha ke main kuchh teekha masaledar khaoon taake munh ka zayka kuchh badle.

“Theek hai. Where?” Maine usse puchha.

“Mere pichhe pichhe aa ja” Kehkar vo apni gaadi ki taraf badh gaya.

Maine bhi apni gaadi parking se nikali aur Khan ki gaadi ke pichhe pichhe chal pada. Kuchh der baad ham dono ek muslim restaurant par jakar ruke. Restaurant kya, ek chhota sa dhaba hi tha.

“Assalam Alaikum Janab” Dhabe ke maalik ne Khan ko pehchante hue kaha “Kaafi din baad aana hua idhar”

“Haan bas aisa hi hai. Kaam ki masroofiyat thodi zyada hai aajkal” Khan ne usse haath milate hue kaha “Khane ka intezaam ho jaayega kuchh?”

“Ji bilkul. Aaiye bethiye” Dhaabe ke malik ne hamein ek table ki taraf ishara karte hue kaha. Hamare beth-te hi ek ladka menu card le aaya.

“Ek palte Nihari laga de” Maine bina menu ki taraf dekhte hue kaha.

“Sahab Nihari ko shaam ko 7 baje ke baad hi milega. Abhi deg lagaya nahi hai” Ladke ne jawab diya.

“Toh ek kaam kar” Maine kaha “Filhal jo sabse teekha aur masaledar hai vo le aa ek plate”

Khan ne apna order diya aur ladka order lekar chala gaya.

“Teekha aur masaledar?”

“Haan yaar. Munh ka taste kharab ho rakha hai” Maine ek glass mein pani daalte hue kaha.

“Kya lagta hai, ye ladki Saanwli ho sakti hai?”

“I dont think so but you never know. Ho bhi sakti hai. Chehra kaafi bigda hua tha bechari ka but mujhe nahi lagta ke ye Saanwli hai”

“All right. So whats next?”

“Now when i think about it, main ye case poora galat tarike se handle kar raha tha. I am not sure if it was the fever that wasnt letting me think clearly ya kuchh aur par meri shuruat hi galat thi”

“Vo Kaise?”

“Vo Aise ke usually jab koi gayab hota hai toh sabse pehle ye pata lagaya jata hai ke uske jaanne wale kaun kaun the. Aisa karne ki koshsi maine ki zaroor hai par bahut hi kam. Doosra ye pata lagaya jata hai ke aakhri baar us insaan ko kahan dekha gaya tha, kiske saath dekha gaya tha, kisne dekha tha aur ye jaanne ki koshish maine bilkul bhi nahi ki hai”

“Hmmmm” Khan gardan hilata hua bola.

“Main sidha use red light area, bars mein dhoondhne pahunch gaya jaise bas yahi ek vajah ho Mumbai mein ladki gayab hone ki”

“Vaise ye vajah ho bhi sakti hai”

“Yeah i know but it shouldnt have been my first priority. I need to look more into her personnal life. Sabse pehle toh ye pata lagana hai ke vo kaam kahan karti thi aur aakhri baar use kisne kahan dekha tha”

“All right” Khan ne kaha aur tabhi ladka aakar khane ki plates lagane laga toh ham dono chup ho gaye. Khan ka order use serve kiya gaya aur mere liye vo ek plate mutton seekh masala le aaya.

“Ek baat bata” Khana shuru karte hue maine puchha “Ye Sharafat Bhai ke baare mein kya bata sakta hai?”

Mera sawal sunkar Khan chaunka aur mujhe gaur se dekhne laga.

“Kyun puchh raha hai?”

“Aise hi. Bata toh sahi”

“Saawnli ke case mein?”

“Haan” Maine jawab diya “I think she might have been working in one of his bars”

“Agar aisa hai pyaare toh ek baar phir main tujhe is case se haath khinch lene ki salah doonga” Khan bola.

“Kyun?”

“Kyun? Isliye meri jaan ke Sharafat ek bahut hi khatarnaak kism ka aadmi hai.”

“Yeah i think thats quite understood without you saying it” Maine haste hue kaha.

“Nahi i dont think you understand. Agar Sharafat ka Saanwli ke case se koi bhi lena dena hai toh tu panga mat hi lena. Vo aisa aadmi hai ke saamne wale ke munh mein bandook daalke bolta hai ke kaan band kar le, aawaz aayegi”…..

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