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Police wala (Desi long story)

Us din kuchh achchha nahi lag raha tha. Subah se hi mann mein bharipan
lag raha tha. Aise hi alsaai huyi apne room mein soyi padi thi. Kaam
karne mein jee nahin lag raha tha. Tabhi gully mein shor hone laga. Apne
palang se uthkar baramde ki khidki se gully mein jhankne lagi.

Mohan Babu ke makan ke saamne bheed ekkathi ho rahi thi. Kya hua hoga
sochkar apni aankhein unke gate per gada di. Bheed mein fusfusahat ho
rahi thi. Tabhi khidki ke saamne se ek aadmi gujra to usse puchh liya,
“Aare bhaiya, kya ho gaya?”

Aadmi ne chalte-chalte jawab diya, “Kisi ne Mohan Babu ko chaaku maar
diya.”

Yeh sunkar main darr gayi. Din-dahade gulli me hatya. Uff! Kya ho gaya
hai iss duniya ko. Mohan Babu se hamare gharwalon ki jamti nahi thi. Ab
gharwale kaun? Ek mera marad aur doosri mein. Abhi teen-chaar din pahle
hi mere marad, Shyaam, ka jhagda Mohan Babu se kuchh len- den ko lekar
ho gaya tha. Lekin isse kya? Aakhir gully mein kisi ki hatya ho toh
bura toh lagta hi hai.

Main mann hi mann darr rahi thi. Soch rahi thi ki Shyaam jaldi ghar
aajaye to achchha hai. Lekin unhe to shaam ko hi aana tha. Doosre gaon
gaye huye the. Aisa hi bol kar subah jaldi nikal gaye the.

Thodi der baad wapas khidki khol kar Mohan Babu ke ghar ki aur jhanka
toh dekha aadmi toh jyada nahi the balki 6-7 police wale jaroor khade
the. Ab hatya huyi hai toh police wale toh aayenge hi. Tabhi dekha 3- 4
policewale mere ghar ki taraf aa rahe hai. Mera mann aur kharab hone
laga. Police wale mere ghar ki taraf kyon aa rahe hai? Main jhat se khidki
band karke wapas apne kamre ki taraf badhne lagi.

Doosre pal hi darwaaja peetne ki aawaj aane lagi. Main jhat se kamre ki
jagah apne ghar ke main darwaaje ki taraf badh gayi aur gate khol diya.
Police wale dhaddhadate huye ghar mein ghus gaye.

Maine hakbakakar unse poochha, “Aare ye kya kar rahe ho?”

Ek police wala kadakti awaj mein poochha, “Shyaam kidhar hai?”

Maine wapas poochha, “Kya kaam hai mere marad se?”

Tabhi doosra police wala dahada, “Saali, hamse poochhati hai kya kaam
hai? Kidhar chhupa kar rakha hai apne marad ko?”

Main sahamkar boli, “Wo toh ghar par nahi hai. Doosre gaon gaye huye
hai. Shaam ko aayenge?”

Tabhi usne kathorta se poochha, “Saali, ghar mein chhupa kar rakha hai
aur bolti hai ki nahin hai. Bata kidhar chhupaya hai.”

“Saheb main jhoot nahin bol rahi hoon. Wo toh subah se hi gaye huye
hai. Lekin baat kya hai?”

Tabhi tisre police wale ne kaha, “Tera marad shyam hai na?”

Jawab mein maine apna sir haan mein hila diya.

“Saale ne Mohan ka khoon kiya hai.”

Mere upar mano pahad gir gaya. Lekin sambhalte huye boli, “Kaise saheb?
Wo to subah se hi yahan nahi hai.”

“Kaise nahi hai. Bahar kayi logon ne use abhi thodi der pahle hi use
bhagte huye dekha hai. Wo koi jhoot nahin bol rahe hain.”

Meri toh aawaj hi band ho gayi. Tabhi ek police wala poora ghar
doondhne ke baad bola, “Idhar toh Shyaam nahi hai. Lagta hai saala bhaag
gaya.”

Toh doosre police wale ne usse kaha, “Jaa saheb ko bata kar aa.”

Main chup-chaap jameen per baith gayi aur rone lagi. Viswash hi nahi ho
raha tha. Jaroor kisi ne apna badla nikalne ke liye jhooth-mooth police
wale ko kah diya hoga. Shyaam ke saath meri shaadi ko sirf 6 mahine hi
huye the. Inn 6 mahino mein hamne khoob maza kiya. 3-4 mahine tak toh
wo ghar se bahar bahut hi kam waqt ke liye bahar niklta tha. Hum dono
din-raat bister per, kitchen mein, bathroom mein aur yahan tak ki aangne
mein maza loot te rahte the. Waqt kab ka nikal gaya samjh mein hi nahin
aaya. Lekin aaj..

Shyaam 25 saal ka ek gabroo jawaan tha. Kasrati badan aur thoda saanwle
rang ka lekin majboot marad tha. Bistar per uska koi jawab hi nahi tha.
Uska hathiyaar bhi uske badan jaisa moosal aur lamba-mota. Mere bitte
bhar se bada aur meri kalai se aadha. Uske sath byaah hone ke baad mein
apne pure jeewan ko bhul chuki thi.

Haan. Main shaadi hone ke pahle apne do-teen doston se yaari kar baithi
thi. Aur unke saath humbistar bhi. Lekin Shyaam se shaadi hone ke baad
maine kabhi bhi unko yaad nahin kiya. Ab jo kuchh bhi tha toh woh
Shyaam hi tha.

Shyaam aur mere purane yaron ki nazron me main gori chithi haseen
gudiya thi. Mere lambe-lambe baal, mere gore-gore gaal, mere madmust hoth,
mere anar jaise kadak santre ki size ke mumme, bhari huyi jhanghe. Aisa
hi kahte the woh sub. Aur main apni prasansa sunkar phoola nahi samati
thi.

Tabhi thanedaar ki kadakti huyi awaz ne mujhe jaga diya, “Kahan hai
uski bibi?” Mujh per nazar padte hi uski aankhein mere jism per giddh ki
ankhon jaise chipak gayi.

Tabhi mujhe ek police wale ne pakad kar khada kar diya aur bola, “Yehi
hai uski bibi.”

Thanedaar mere jism ko taulta huwa bola, “Kahan hai Shyaam?”

Maine sahmte huye kaha, “Mujhe nahi maloom. Woh toh subah se bahar gaye
huye hai.”

“Bata de warna mujhe aur bhi tareeke aate hai.” Thanedaar ne garajti
huyi awaaz mein poochha.

Main chup-chaap khadi rahi. Bahar bheed dekh kar thanedaar ne aur toh
kuchh nahi bola lekin main mehshoosh kar rahi thi uski nazron ko apne
jism mein dhanste huye. Thaanedaar apne aadmiyon ko kuchh batane laga aur
mujhe ghoorte huye bahar chala gaya.

Shaam ki 4-5 baj gayi. Police party apne thaane chali gayi. Maine chain
ki saans li. Lekin raat ko 8-8.30 baje phir ek police wala aaya. Mujhse
Shyaam ke baare mein poochhne laga. Maine na mein jawab diya.

“Aise kaise ho sakta hai. Tu subah bol rahi thi na ki woh shaam ko
wapas aayega. Ab toh raat ho chuki hai,” Police wale ne poochha.

“Unhone subah aisa hi kaha tha,” maine jawab diya.

“Lagta hai tu aise nahi manegi. Ab tere se haath-laat se baat karni
padegi,” Usne ghudkte huye kaha.

Meri dhuk-dhuk badhne lagi. Mujhe Shyaam per gussa aa rha tha. Ab tak
nahi aaya. Gully main ek khoon ho gaya aur bibi ghar mein akeli. Lekin
uska koi pata hi nahi. Tabhi phir socha. Usse kya maloom ki hatya ho
gayi hai. Agar maloom hota toh dopahar mein hi nahi aajata. Kya usne hi
hatya…

“Saali ko thane le chal,” Policewala apne sathi se kaha. “Saheb ne kaha
hai agar Shyaam nahi milta to uski bibi ko thaane lekar aana.”

“Chal. chal. Jyada natak nahin kar,” Ek police wala meri kalai pakde
huye bola. Aur phir jor-jabardasti se mujhe Police-Van mein baitha diya
aur thane pahunch gaye hum log.

“Kya huwa Shyaam nahi mila?” Thanedaar ne mujhe dekhte huye hi poochha.

Jawab mein na mein sir hila diya policewale ne.

“Chal saali ko lock-up mein band kar. Apne aap hi iska marad aayega
isko chudaane,” Thanedaar ne apni seat per baithe baithe kaha.

Mujhe lock-up mein daal diya joki uski seat ke saamne hi thi. Police
station uss thanedaar ke alawa 5 hawaldar the. Koi thaane mein andar aa
raha tha toh koi bahar jaa raha tha. Raat ke 11 bajne mein aa rahi thi.
Inn 2 ghanton mein thaanedaar mujhe 100 baar ghoor chuka tha. Mujhe
apni aankhon se taul raha tha. Aise mardon ki aankhen mujhe pata hai kaisi
hoti hai. Bazaar jaate huye ya mandeer jaate huye aisi hi nazron ka
saamna mein kab se kar rahi hoon. Lekin tab aur aab mein sirf ek farak
tha. Tab main apni marji ki malik hoti thi aur abb hawalat mein bebas
kaidi ki tarah thane mein.

Tabhi thaanedaar ne apne hawaldaron ko bulaya aur 2-2 ki 2 team bana
kar ek ko mere ghar ke paas chhupne ko kah diya aur doosre ko bus stand
jaane ko kah diya. Sath hi hidayat dedi ki subah tak nigraani rakhni
hai. Ab bache ek hawaldar ke kaan mein kuchh kaha aur woh hawaldar bhi
bahar chala gaya.

Thaane mein main aur woh thaanedar do hi bache the. Hawalat mein aur
koi kaidi bhi nahi tha. Mujhe uske eraade achchhe nahi lag rahe the. Woh
apni kameej utaar kar koi filmi gaana gaate huye apni seat per baith
gaya aur mujhe ghurne laga. Ab thaanedaar mujhe lagataar ghoor raha tha
aur uske hothon mein ek kutil muskaan aa rahi thi aur jaa rahi thi.

Tabhi last wala hawaldaar ek kagaj ka packet thaanedaar ke hath mein
pakda diya aur ek glass aur paani ki bottle uski table per rakh diya.
Phir hawaldar thaanedar ka ishara pakar thaane se bahar chala gaya.
Thaanedaar ne kagaj ke packet se ek bottle bahar nikali.

“Daaru!” Main mann mein sochkar kaamp uthi. “Daaru peekar thaanedaar
akele hawalat mein aur main bhi thaane mein akeli…”

Thaanedaar ne aadhe ganthe mein 4-5 peg bana kar daaru pi daali aur uth
khada huwa. Uski chaal mein koi farak nahi tha lekin aankhon mein daaru
ka nasha aur vaasna dono jhalak raha tha. Usne main gate ke paas jaakar
gate ko band kiya aur kadi laga di. Ab mere hawalaat ki taraf aa kar
uska tala khol kar main gate per laga diya aur chaabi jeb main daal li.
Phir meri taraf badhne laga. Meri ruh kaamp rahi thi.

“Bol kidhar hai tera marad.”

Main chup chaap rahi.

“Abe saali, tera marad hai ki nahi?”

“……”

“Lagta hai tera marad nahi hai. Ab mujhe hi kuchh karna padega.”

“…….”

Mere nazdeek aa kar mere hathon ko pakad liya aur jhumte huye bola,
“Kisi ka hath pakda nahi ya hath chhod kar chala gaya.”

Maine apne hath ko chudate huye kaha, “Saheb aapne pee li hai. Abhi
baat nahi karo mujhse.”

“Wah… kya idea di hai toone. Abhi baat mein time waste nahi karne
ka… Abhi kaam karne ka…”

“Saheb chhodo mujhe.”

“Kya boli tum. CHODO mujhe,” badi besharmi se hanste huye thaanedaar
bola.

“Aisi gandi baat karte huye tumhe sharam nahi aati…” Maine virodh
kiya.

“Achchha tujhe maloom hai ki kya gandi hai aur kya achchhi. Yanike
tujhe sub maloom lagta hai. CHODO… CHUDAI… sub maloom hai tujhe,” badi
besharmi se bolta jaa raha tha.

Maine apne kaan band kar liye aur madad ke liye chillane lagi. Tabhi ek
jhannatedaar thappad mere galon par pada.

“Saali. Raand. chillati hai. Ek to Shyaam ka pata nahin bata rahi ...


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