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Part 2
Update 8
Dev ne apni surroundings ka ek tezi se andaza lagaya aur turant ek shield bana liya, jo unki baatein kisi aur tak pahunchne se rok sake. Bahar se sab kuch bilkul normal lag raha tha, lekin shield ke andar sirf Saloni aur Dev ki hi baatein goonj rahi thi.
Jaise hi Dev ne apna phone unlock kiya, ek video message saamne aaya. Screen par do chehre the—Pratibha aur Agni. Dono kursiyon se bandhe hue the, chehre par dar aur bechaini ki laqeerin saaf dikh rahi thi.
Message:
"Tere do khiladi hamare kabze me hain, Dev. DD 1567 crore lekar aa ja, warna Diwali tere liye laashon ka tohfa lekar aayegi. Teri muh-boli behen aur uski beti teri bhanji ke tukde tujhe gift me bhej denge. Time shuru ho chuka hai."
Dev ka dimag ekdum garam ho gaya. Uske aankhon me ek ajib si red glow chamak gayi. Usne apni chair ke hathon ko kas ke pakad liya, jaise kisi bhi pal wo tod dega.
Dev (gusse se): "Didi, jaana hoga... meri bhaaji musibat me hai."
Saloni (eyebrow utha ke): "Ab kaun si behen ki beti ban gayi hai teri? Tum toh aise kar rahe ho jaise koi asli rishta ho!"
Dev (deep breath lete hue): "Akkar batata hoon, pehle mujhe ye samajhne de ki yeh kiski harkat ho sakti hai."
Tabhi ek aur message beep aaya. Wohi dhamki, wahi paison ki demand. Dev ke andar ka jaanwar jaag gaya.
Saloni (uske paas aake, halki si muskurahat ke saath): "Jaana itna zaroori hai?"
Dev (ek halki si smile ke saath): "Bohot zaroori hai, warna jaata kaise? Aaj toh waise bhi bohot maza aa raha hai..."
Saloni (aur paas aate hue): "Aisa kya ho gaya jo tumhare expressions itne badal gaye?"
Dev (thoda door hote hue): "Didi... aisa mat karo. Yeh sab tab bhi nahi sah pata tha, ab toh aur bhi mushkil ho raha hai."
Saloni ne uske chehre ki seriousness ko samajhne ki koshish ki. Par phir bhi uska teasing mode chalu tha.
Saloni (husky awaaz me): "Kisi aur ko bhej do... tumhara ansh bhi toh hai."
Dev (ek sharp look dete hue): "Nahi... usse akela nahi bhej sakta. Mai jaa raha hoon. Warna..."
Saloni (jaise ek secret pakad liya ho): "Warna kya? Kuch toh chhupa rahe ho..."
Dev (awkwardly): "Kuch nahi..."
Saloni (thodi nasli awaaz me, teasing): "Bolo naaaa...!!"
Ek second ke liye Dev ka dimag beep kar gaya.
"Ohhh shit...!!"
Usne turant apni seat se uthna chaha, par Saloni ne uska haath pakad liya.
Saloni: "Mai bhi chal rahi hoon. Aaj ek-ek ka sir fod dungi!"
Dev (halki si hasi ke saath): "Yeh manoo Diwali thodi khoon ki Holi khel ke mana ke aata hoon."
Saloni (ek spark ke saath): "Jaldi aana... mera bhi mann hai khoon bahane ka... mere jalim bhai!"
Dev uss shield ko tod kar bahar aaya, jaise koi high-energy zone se nikal raha ho. Uska mann ab bhi Saloni ke words pe atka tha, par abhi focus sirf ek hi jagah tha—badla!
Pari ka Drama
Jaise hi Dev bahar nikla, Pari saamne khadi thi. Usne ekdum se Dev ko rok liya.
Pari (tezi se): "Bhaiya, yeh kya haal ho rakha hai? Itna pasina kyun aa raha hai? Didi ne kya kiya?"
Dev ek second ke liye speechless ho gaya.
Dev (jaldi se): "K...kuch bhi toh nahi!"
Pari ne haath jod ke seedha demand daal di.
Pari: "Mera Diwali gift kahan hai?"
Dev (thoda distract hote hue): "Baad me deta hoon baby, abhi jaana hai."
Pari (pair patak ke): "Nahi nahi, mujhe abhi chaahiye... bilkul abhi!"
Dev ne frustration me sir jhuka liya.
Dev: "Dekh, gussa mat dila, Diwali hai toh tu..."
Pari ek dum tezz se rona shuru kar deti hai, jaise kisi ne switch on kar diya ho.
Pari (roti hui, cheekh ke): "Bhaiya mujhe nahi de rahe jo mai maang rahi hoon!!"
Bas, yeh pahala vaar.
Pehle Maa aayi.
Maa: "Kya hua Pari beta?"
Pari (drama mode on): "Bhaiya mujhe nahi de rahe jo maine manga!"
Yeh raha dusra vaar.
Ab Dad bhi aa gaye.
Dad (serious tone me): "Dev, kisi festival par aise nahi karte. Kyu rulaya isse?"
Dev ne mooh kholna chaaha, par jaise hi Dad ka tone serious hua, usne chup rehna hi theek samjha.
Dev: "Par Dad..."
Aage kuch kehne ka mauka nahi mila. Pari victory smile dete hue andar chali gayi.
Dev ne andar hi andar socha—"Abhi isse thoda waqt mile toh batata hoon Diwali gift kya hota hai!"
Pari apni jagah se pair patakti hui bol padi, "Awww... haaaa! Dekho na, Dad! Yeh mujhe nahi de rahe!"
Dad ne newspaper se nazar utha kar mujhe dekha, "Dev, aaj festival hai. Teri behan ko rulana zaroori hai kya?"
Chacha bhi beech me bol pade, "Beta, tu bachcha nahi raha. Chal, de de jo maang rahi hai."
Main haath jod kar bola, "Meri maa, bas in logon ko upar mat bula!"
Pari ekdum chup ho gayi. Achha! Yeh toh naye tareeke seekh gayi hai.
Maine uska haath pakda aur usse room me le gaya. Darwaza band.
Maine uski taraf dekha, "Ab bata, kya chahiye tujhe? Laakar dunga."
Achanak ek dhakka laga aur main bed par gir gaya.
Jab maine palat kar dekha, toh shock reh gaya. Pari ek ajeeb si seductive innocence ke saath khadi thi. Uska chehra laal ho raha tha, jaise koi gehri baat kehna chahti ho.
Woh dheere se aage badhi.
"Aaj mujhe bhi kuch mil sakta hai?" Uski halki si shivering awaaz me ek ajeeb si garmahat thi.
Maine thoda confused hoke poocha, "Kya chahiye?"
Woh aur paas aayi. "Maine aaj andar bhi kuch nahi pehna..."
Ek second ke liye mujhe laga ki maine galat suna.
"Kya?"
Usne halka sa sir hilaya. "Uh-huh... kuch bhi nahi."
Mera dimaag ek pal ke liye blank ho gaya. Yeh jo bhi keh rahi thi, yeh normal nahi tha.
Mujhe uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si intensity dikh rahi thi. Jaise woh kuch chhupa rahi ho, ya phir koi gamble khel rahi ho.
Woh dheere se mere upar baith gayi.
"Bolo naa, bhaiya..."
Uska ek-ek lafz ek ajeeb si garmi chhod raha tha.
Maine halki si muskurahat di, "Bhaiya?"
Usne meri aankhon me dekha, "Haan, mujhe toh apne bhaiya se pyaar hai. Ab chahe woh mere pati hi kyun na ho."
Ek second ke liye mujhe laga ki hawa ruk gayi hai.
Maine dheere se kaha, "Jhakas."
Usne aankhein narazgi se
chhoti, "Sach me pasand aaya?"
Mujhe samajh nahi aaya ki is pal ka kya jawab doon. Maine sir hila diya.
Woh dheere se muskurayi, "Toh phir karo naa..."
Update 8
Dev ne apni surroundings ka ek tezi se andaza lagaya aur turant ek shield bana liya, jo unki baatein kisi aur tak pahunchne se rok sake. Bahar se sab kuch bilkul normal lag raha tha, lekin shield ke andar sirf Saloni aur Dev ki hi baatein goonj rahi thi.
Jaise hi Dev ne apna phone unlock kiya, ek video message saamne aaya. Screen par do chehre the—Pratibha aur Agni. Dono kursiyon se bandhe hue the, chehre par dar aur bechaini ki laqeerin saaf dikh rahi thi.
Message:
"Tere do khiladi hamare kabze me hain, Dev. DD 1567 crore lekar aa ja, warna Diwali tere liye laashon ka tohfa lekar aayegi. Teri muh-boli behen aur uski beti teri bhanji ke tukde tujhe gift me bhej denge. Time shuru ho chuka hai."
Dev ka dimag ekdum garam ho gaya. Uske aankhon me ek ajib si red glow chamak gayi. Usne apni chair ke hathon ko kas ke pakad liya, jaise kisi bhi pal wo tod dega.
Dev (gusse se): "Didi, jaana hoga... meri bhaaji musibat me hai."
Saloni (eyebrow utha ke): "Ab kaun si behen ki beti ban gayi hai teri? Tum toh aise kar rahe ho jaise koi asli rishta ho!"
Dev (deep breath lete hue): "Akkar batata hoon, pehle mujhe ye samajhne de ki yeh kiski harkat ho sakti hai."
Tabhi ek aur message beep aaya. Wohi dhamki, wahi paison ki demand. Dev ke andar ka jaanwar jaag gaya.
Saloni (uske paas aake, halki si muskurahat ke saath): "Jaana itna zaroori hai?"
Dev (ek halki si smile ke saath): "Bohot zaroori hai, warna jaata kaise? Aaj toh waise bhi bohot maza aa raha hai..."
Saloni (aur paas aate hue): "Aisa kya ho gaya jo tumhare expressions itne badal gaye?"
Dev (thoda door hote hue): "Didi... aisa mat karo. Yeh sab tab bhi nahi sah pata tha, ab toh aur bhi mushkil ho raha hai."
Saloni ne uske chehre ki seriousness ko samajhne ki koshish ki. Par phir bhi uska teasing mode chalu tha.
Saloni (husky awaaz me): "Kisi aur ko bhej do... tumhara ansh bhi toh hai."
Dev (ek sharp look dete hue): "Nahi... usse akela nahi bhej sakta. Mai jaa raha hoon. Warna..."
Saloni (jaise ek secret pakad liya ho): "Warna kya? Kuch toh chhupa rahe ho..."
Dev (awkwardly): "Kuch nahi..."
Saloni (thodi nasli awaaz me, teasing): "Bolo naaaa...!!"
Ek second ke liye Dev ka dimag beep kar gaya.
"Ohhh shit...!!"
Usne turant apni seat se uthna chaha, par Saloni ne uska haath pakad liya.
Saloni: "Mai bhi chal rahi hoon. Aaj ek-ek ka sir fod dungi!"
Dev (halki si hasi ke saath): "Yeh manoo Diwali thodi khoon ki Holi khel ke mana ke aata hoon."
Saloni (ek spark ke saath): "Jaldi aana... mera bhi mann hai khoon bahane ka... mere jalim bhai!"
Dev uss shield ko tod kar bahar aaya, jaise koi high-energy zone se nikal raha ho. Uska mann ab bhi Saloni ke words pe atka tha, par abhi focus sirf ek hi jagah tha—badla!
Pari ka Drama
Jaise hi Dev bahar nikla, Pari saamne khadi thi. Usne ekdum se Dev ko rok liya.
Pari (tezi se): "Bhaiya, yeh kya haal ho rakha hai? Itna pasina kyun aa raha hai? Didi ne kya kiya?"
Dev ek second ke liye speechless ho gaya.
Dev (jaldi se): "K...kuch bhi toh nahi!"
Pari ne haath jod ke seedha demand daal di.
Pari: "Mera Diwali gift kahan hai?"
Dev (thoda distract hote hue): "Baad me deta hoon baby, abhi jaana hai."
Pari (pair patak ke): "Nahi nahi, mujhe abhi chaahiye... bilkul abhi!"
Dev ne frustration me sir jhuka liya.
Dev: "Dekh, gussa mat dila, Diwali hai toh tu..."
Pari ek dum tezz se rona shuru kar deti hai, jaise kisi ne switch on kar diya ho.
Pari (roti hui, cheekh ke): "Bhaiya mujhe nahi de rahe jo mai maang rahi hoon!!"
Bas, yeh pahala vaar.
Pehle Maa aayi.
Maa: "Kya hua Pari beta?"
Pari (drama mode on): "Bhaiya mujhe nahi de rahe jo maine manga!"
Yeh raha dusra vaar.
Ab Dad bhi aa gaye.
Dad (serious tone me): "Dev, kisi festival par aise nahi karte. Kyu rulaya isse?"
Dev ne mooh kholna chaaha, par jaise hi Dad ka tone serious hua, usne chup rehna hi theek samjha.
Dev: "Par Dad..."
Aage kuch kehne ka mauka nahi mila. Pari victory smile dete hue andar chali gayi.
Dev ne andar hi andar socha—"Abhi isse thoda waqt mile toh batata hoon Diwali gift kya hota hai!"
Pari apni jagah se pair patakti hui bol padi, "Awww... haaaa! Dekho na, Dad! Yeh mujhe nahi de rahe!"
Dad ne newspaper se nazar utha kar mujhe dekha, "Dev, aaj festival hai. Teri behan ko rulana zaroori hai kya?"
Chacha bhi beech me bol pade, "Beta, tu bachcha nahi raha. Chal, de de jo maang rahi hai."
Main haath jod kar bola, "Meri maa, bas in logon ko upar mat bula!"
Pari ekdum chup ho gayi. Achha! Yeh toh naye tareeke seekh gayi hai.
Maine uska haath pakda aur usse room me le gaya. Darwaza band.
Maine uski taraf dekha, "Ab bata, kya chahiye tujhe? Laakar dunga."
Achanak ek dhakka laga aur main bed par gir gaya.
Jab maine palat kar dekha, toh shock reh gaya. Pari ek ajeeb si seductive innocence ke saath khadi thi. Uska chehra laal ho raha tha, jaise koi gehri baat kehna chahti ho.
Woh dheere se aage badhi.
"Aaj mujhe bhi kuch mil sakta hai?" Uski halki si shivering awaaz me ek ajeeb si garmahat thi.
Maine thoda confused hoke poocha, "Kya chahiye?"
Woh aur paas aayi. "Maine aaj andar bhi kuch nahi pehna..."
Ek second ke liye mujhe laga ki maine galat suna.
"Kya?"
Usne halka sa sir hilaya. "Uh-huh... kuch bhi nahi."
Mera dimaag ek pal ke liye blank ho gaya. Yeh jo bhi keh rahi thi, yeh normal nahi tha.
Mujhe uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si intensity dikh rahi thi. Jaise woh kuch chhupa rahi ho, ya phir koi gamble khel rahi ho.
Woh dheere se mere upar baith gayi.
"Bolo naa, bhaiya..."
Uska ek-ek lafz ek ajeeb si garmi chhod raha tha.
Maine halki si muskurahat di, "Bhaiya?"
Usne meri aankhon me dekha, "Haan, mujhe toh apne bhaiya se pyaar hai. Ab chahe woh mere pati hi kyun na ho."
Ek second ke liye mujhe laga ki hawa ruk gayi hai.
Maine dheere se kaha, "Jhakas."
Usne aankhein narazgi se
chhoti, "Sach me pasand aaya?"
Mujhe samajh nahi aaya ki is pal ka kya jawab doon. Maine sir hila diya.
Woh dheere se muskurayi, "Toh phir karo naa..."