हीरों का फरेब कॉम्प्लीट हिन्दी नॉवल

Jemsbond
Super member
Posts: 4047
Joined: 18 Dec 2014 12:09

Re: हीरों का फरेब

Post by Jemsbond » 10 Jan 2016 16:23


Saamne hi aath das aise aadmi baithe baithe dikhayi diye the jinke chehron par kaale naqaaben thin aur unke kapde bhi kaale the.

Achanak us kamre me bhi aawaz goonji jo us ne pichhle kamre me suni thi. "Ye madam apni madad aap nahin kar saktin."

Is baar kamre ki fiza par bojhal si khamoshi chha gayi.

Ek lambi si mez thi jiske dono taraf chairs par naqaab-posh dikhayi de rahe the. Un ka chairman bhi ek naqaab posh hi tha.

Tabhi chairman seat par baitha naqaab posh apni apne side me rakhe phone ki taraf mudaa........kisi ke number dial kar ke mouth piece me bola....."11 waan vyakti bhi pahuch gaya.......kya aur koi bhi hai........nahin?......ok........thanks...."

Receiver rakh diya gaya aur chairman naqaab posh ki tez aankhen Mona ko apne dimaag par chubhti mahsoos hone lagi. Wo uthta hua bolaa....."Please......aap sab dusre room me chaliye....."

Sab ke pichhe pichhe Mona bhi dusre room me pahuchi. Chairman un se pahle hi room me aa chuka tha. Mona ne usay ek jagah diwaar par hath rakhe khada dekha. Phir achanak sabhi larkhadaate huye dikhayi diye. Chairman tezi se kamre ke bich me aa gaya........aur tab Mona ne mahsoos kiya ki wo kyon larkhadaaye the. Kamre ka farsh dhire dhire niche dhans raha tha. Jaise jaise wo niche jaa rahe the upar farsh ka gap left side se nikalne waale ek dusre farsh se fill hota jaa raha tha.

Phir kuchh hi der baad ek halke jhatke ke sath farsh ki harkat ruk gayi. Ek baar phir wo larkhadaa gaye the.........aur chairman naqaab posh ne ek thahaaka lagaaya tha.

Dusre naqaab posh usay hairaan nigaahon se dekh rahe the. Achanak us ne Mona ki taraf ungali utha kar kaha "kyon ladki......lagbhag kitne aadmiyon ka ghera hoga?"

"Gheraa....?" Wo thook nigal kar boli. "Main nahin samajh sakti aap kya kah rahe hain."

"Tum kon ho?"

"Main.....!" ekaa-ek Mona ne khud ko sambhaala......waise uska dimaag ab bhi hawaa me udaa jaa raha tha. Us ne sakhti se daant par daant jamaa kar apni haalat par kaabu paane ki koshish ki aur dil kadaa kar ke boli....."Main Mona Christie hun......mujhe Shatir ki talash hai.....jis ne mujhe maut ke muh me dhakelne ki koshish ki hai."

"Tum kis Shatir ki baat kar rahi ho.....aur yahaan kya samajh kar aayi ho?"

"Main tumhen chor, daaku aur hatyaara samajh kar yahaan aayi hun....."

"Ladki tum vaastav me maut ke muh me aa koodi ho. Wo ahmaq(murkh) kahaan hai? Aaahaa......ye make-up, thoda nazdik aao.....ohh....ab to tumhaare baal bhi kaale dikh rahe hain. Kyon? Kya tum khud hi apni is bad-haali ki zimmedaar nahin ho?"

"Main kuchh nahin jaanti.....kya main apni khushi se luteron ke us giroh me shaamil huyi thi?"

"Kya kissa hai?" ek naqaab posh ne bharraayi huyi aawaz me puchha.

"Kaali bhed...." Chairman ka lahjaa nafrat bhara tha.

"Gande suwar...." Mona biphar gayi.

"Shut up..." Chairman cheekh kar age badha aur uska hath pakad kar bedardi se jhatkaa dete huye bolaa...."Bataao wo ahmaq kon hai?"

Mona muh ke bal gir kar cheekhi aur ek naqaab posh age badh kar bolaa...."Ohh....no....no....please itni bedardi nahin......bechaari."

Pichhe hato...." Chairman ne jhallaahat me usay dhakkaa diyaa.

Wo chup chaap pichhe hat aaya. Mona apni naak dabaaye huye uthi.....lekin ghutnon ke bal baithi rahi. Naak se khoon bah rahe the.

"Ohh......ye tum ne kya kiyaa....?" Wahi naqaab posh tezi se age badh kar bolaa......jise chairman ne dhakka diyaa tha. Wo un donon ke bich aa gaya.

"Kya tumhaara dimaag kharab ho gaya hai?" Chairman gurraaya.

"Nahin......mera khayal hai ki main tum se adhik thande dimaag ka aadmi hun."

"Ohh.....tum mujh se is lahjaa me baat kar rahe ho.....!!!" wo kisi zakhmi kutte ki tarah gurraaya. "Tum se bhi samjhungaa."

"Abhi to tum sidhi saadi Hindi samajhna sikho......" Naqaab posh ne jawaab diya. "Main kah raha hun ladki ke sath iss tarah se pesh mat aao."

"Tum jaante ho isay?"

"Nahin...."

"Is ne gaddaari ki hai...."

"Kuchh bhi kiya ho......pichhe hat jaao....!" Naqaab posh ne chairman ko itne zor se dhakka diyaa ki wo diwaar se jaa takraaya.

"Ohh.....to tum bhi.....gaddaarrr...." wo daant pees kar bola.

"Ye sab kya hai...." do-teen naqaab posh age badhe.

"Pichhe hato...." Ladki ki tarafdaari karne wala gurraaya...."Ham sab khali hath hain......mujhe achhi tarah pata hai. Isliye agar kisi se bhi koi bewakoofi huyi to apne kachoomar hone ka wo khud zimmedaar hoga."

Tabhi karkaraahat ki aawaz goonji aur Mona cheekh padi....."bacho..."

Chairman ne ek bada sa chaaku khola tha.

Ladki ke supporter ne thahaaka lagaaya.......aur mazaak udaane waale dhang se kaha....."Mujhe pata hai ki tum chaaku ke rog se grast ho...."

"Ye Shaatir hai.....ye Shaatir hai...." Mona cheekhi.

"Main ye bhi jaanta hun...."

"Tab to tum ne bhi apni maut ko daawat di hai...." Naqaab posh ne chaaku ke handle par apni pakad mazbut karte huye kaha. Phir dusron se bolaa....."Gher lo.....kya dekh rahe ho?"

Naqaab poshon ne apne apne hand bag zameen par daal diye.......Ladki ka supporter bhi apne hath me pakda hua hand bag ek taraf phenk diyaa.

"Sambhalo....." Mona cheekhi....."Ye chaaku ka specialist hai...."

"Haayennn......arre baap re...." achanak Mona ka supporter bokhlaa kar pichhe hat gaya......aur Mona ko aisa mahsoos hua jaise uski khopadi gardan se nikal kar hawaa me udd jaayegi......ye kiski aawaz thi. ye kon tha? Ohhh......."

Chairman ke bhi badhte huye kadam ruk gaye. Usay ruktaa hua dekh kae bhalaa dusre kyon age badhte.

"KOn ho tum?" usne goonjili aawaaz me puchha.

"In sabhon ke saamne puchh kar tum yahaan ke niyam tod rahe ho. Kya ye sab ek dusre ko apni shaklen dikhaayenge?"

"Nahin......lekin mujhe adhikaar hai ki un ke chehre dekh sakun....."

"Achha to aao dekh lo meri shakal...."

"Mera khayaal hai ki main ye aawaz pahle bhi sun chukaa hun....." Chairman dhire se bolaa aur usay ghoorne laga.

Achanak ladki ke supporter ne apni naqaab noch pheki aur chairman uchhal pada. Phir sambhal kar bolaa...."Ohh....ohh....ye tum ho....ok...ab sambhalo....."

"Lekin main ek hi tarah ke daao pech pasand nahion karta. Us raat jis prakar ke hath dikhaaye the tum ne.....aaj un se alag honaa chaahiye....."

Mona sochne lagi.....phir murkhtaa huyi hai us se....akele un logon me aa phansaa. aur phir khud ko zaahir bhi kar diyaa. planning se kaam lenaa chaahiye tha. Lekin wo to usay bachaane keliye abhi age aaya tha...."

"Tum aakhir chaahte kya ho?" Chairman ya budha Shaatir usay ghoorta hua bolaa. Na jaane kyon wo eka-ek narm pad gaya tha.

"Main iske alaawa aur kuchh nahin chaahta ki Desh ke namak-haraamon ko nark ka raasta dikha dun...."

"Kya matlab?"

"Matlab puchhte ho zaleel....kameene....." Ahmaq ka swar khunkhaar ho gaya tha. "Daawar ko tum logon ne kyon maar daala?"

"Ohho......abhi tak wo pagalpan tumhaare dimaag se nahin niklaa hai? Lekin tum hamen Desh ka namak haram kyon kah rahe ho?"

"Hahaa.....to tum ye samajhte ho ki main tumhen mamooli chor ya daaku samajhta hun? Kya tum us desh ke agent nahin ho jo poori duniyaa me bechaini aur hangaame phailaa kar apni shaitaani hukumat ke sapne dekh raha hai. Kya tum apni scheme ke anusaar yahaan niraasha aur aakrosh ke kitaanu nahin phailaa rahe the? Niraasha ke shikaar aakroshit logon ko apne bachaao ka raasta tumhaare hi idealogy me dikhaayi deta hai. Tum log ye sab kuchh bahut hi vyawasthit dhang se karte ho...."

Chairman kuchh der khamos raha......phir bolaa...."Haan.....maine suna hai ki Dawar yahi kartaa tha magar hamen us se kya lena dena..."

Wo kuchh kahne hi waala tha ki chairman ne us par chhalaang lag di. Shayad baaton me uljhane ka maksad yahi tha ki gaafil paakar hamlaa kiya jaaye.

Lekin use mayoosi huyi. Ahmaq gaafil nahin tha. Mona cheekhti rahi. Lekin phir usne dekha ki ahmaq ne Shaatir ko donon hathon par utha kar is tarah dusron par phenk maara tha jaise wo rubber ki halki si gend raha ho. Ek bahut hi dardnaak cheekh tahkhaane ki seemit watavaran me goonji. Akramankaari Shaatir ka chaaku usi ke ek sathi ke seene me ghus gaya tha.

Phir wo sabhi deewanon ki tarah ahmaq par toot pade. Mona buri tarah kaanp rahi thi. Achanak Shaatir ka chaaku uchhal kar uske pairon ke paas aa padaa aur us ne usay uthaane me der nahin lagaayi. Ab wo kisi had tak santusht ho gayi thi. Ahmaq ne pahle hi un logon ke khaali hath hone ki ghoshna kar di thi. Shayad wo ye bhi jaanta tha ki Chairman ke paas ek chaaku hai.

Ye kaisa aadmi hai....? Mona ne socha. Akelaa aath dushmanon me ghire hone ke baad bhi itni laparwaahi se lad raha hai jaise ye uske liye kewal ek mazedaar khel ho. Jab bhi kisi par hath pad jaata us vyakti ke kanth se cheekh zaroor nial jaati. Achanak shaatir cheekha...."O....hijadon.....ek aadmi bhi kaabu me nahin aata?"

Phir ek hairat bhara scene dikhayi diyaa. Un sab ne eka-ek apne hath rok liye aur un me se ek haanftaa hua bolaa...."Tum jaante ho ki ham kon hain aur hamaare kaam se parichit ho....."

"Aahhaa...." Ahmaq hans pada...."Ye gadha kya jaane.....main jaanta hun....tum intelectuals ho....bhala tumhen ladaayi bhidaayi se kya kaam? Iske liye to tum anpadh logon ko istemaal karte ho. Tumhaara kaam to coffee houses. bars aur resturants ke tables tak hi seemit hota hai....."

Shaatir khada haanftaa raha......wo log bhi kuchh na bole. Ahmaq ne Mona se chaaku lekar band kiyaa aur usay jeb me daalte huye bolaa "Ab shrimaan Shaatir ji aap ko ek gazal sunaayenge jiske bol hain...'maare sathi jaane na paaye...'"

"Tum aakhir chaahte kya ho?" Shaatir ne bebas hokar kaha.

Ahmaq jeb se chaaku nikaal kar usay dubaara kholte huye kaha..."Samaj ke uss nassor ka operation khule-aam dhang se.........ab tum is farsh ko uski asli jagah par pahuchaane ki koshish karo.......warna tumhaare sharir par zakham hi zakham dikhaayi denge.....chalo...."

"Thahro...." Shaatir hath utha kar bolaa....."Kya tum mujhe apni asliyat nahin bataaoge?"

"Main tumhaare liye ishwaar ka kahar hun.....jiske astitwaa se tumhen inkaar hai......jaldi karo warnaa mera khel phir shuru ho jaayegaa....."

"upar kon hain......main kadmon ki aawazen sun raha hun...."

"Police....."

"Police....." wo sab cheekh pade. aur ek baar phir unhone us par dhaawa bol diyaa. Shaatir age age tha. Unhen lalkaar raha tha. Gairat dilaa raha tha. Ye hamlaa nishchit roop se khatarnaak saabit hotaa......agar chaaku ahmaq ke hath me na hotaa.

Ek giraa......dusraa giraa.....lekin teesri cheekh ke sath hi phir khel khatam ho gaya. Wo us ke paas se hat kar diwaar se jaa lage the.......aur Shaatir bhi un se pichhe na raha tha. Monaa zor zor se thahaake laga rahi thi.

Phir Shaatir ko majboor ho jaana pada. Usne us gupt machanism ko harkat di jis se kamre ka farsh harkat karne lagta tha.

Jaise jaise farsh upar uth raha tha upar kamre ka chhat bhi ek side khisakti jaa rahi thi. Upar gap hote hi kayi logon ke pair dikhaayi dene lage the. Ahamaq ne cheekh kar upar waalon se kaha tha..."Wahin ruko......shikaar mere kaabu me hai..."

Farsh apni asli jagah pahuch gaya aur wardi se lais police officers unki taraf jhapte. Un me sardargadh ka SP bhi tha. Dusre log naqaab poshon ki taraf badhe the aur SP sidha Imran ki taraf aaya tha.

"Sorry sir....." Us ne kaha. "Bhala mujhe kyaa maloom tha.....main to kal se aap ki talash me hun. Foreign secretary Mr Sir Sultan ne kal hi hamen inform kiya tha ki ye unke department ka case hai.......aur aap foreign department ke agent hain. Iss samay aap ka phone milte hi yahaan aaya tha. Iss imaarat se kuchh papers mile hain......lekin poori imaarat khaali padi hai."

"In hand-bags ko bhi sambhaaliye. In me saboot hi saboot milenge. Maine sargana ko pakad liya hai......ohh....nahin.....wo mera hand bag hai......mujhe dijiye......aur ye hai wahi red baalon waali ladki.....ye sarkaari gawaah banaayi jaayegi."

"Red baalon waali ladki.....!!!" SP ne hairat se kaha...."Magar wo to......"

"Mar gayi.....nahin. Wo koi aur thi. Police ko galat raaste par daalne keliye uski hatyaa ki gayi thi. Uske baal red nahin the......unhen colour se red kiya gaya tha."

"Uff....." SP apni peshaani ragadne laga.

"Chinta mat kijiye.....abhi isay le jaaiye. Dekhiye ladki ko koi takleef na hone paaye. Ye sharif ladki hai. Anjaane me unke hathon black mail hoti rahi thi.......aur majboori me unke liye kaam karti thi."

Kuchh der baad wo sab wahaan se le jaaye jaa rahe the. Mona ne Imran ko rok kar kapkapaati huyi aawaz me kaha....."Main soch bhi nahin sakti thi ki aap itne............." Wo sisakti huyi phi boli "phir kab miloge?"

"Jaldi hi........tumhen pareshan hone ki zaroorat nahin. Ab tum surakshit ho..."

Mona ne thandi saans li aur usay jaate huye dekhti rahi.

****

Ek hafte baad Imran Danish manzil me baitha Transmeter ke saamne apni report padh raha tha. Secret service ke saare members maujood the. Report X2 keliye thi.

Wo kah raha tha...."Sardargadh ke us night club me mujhe wahi aadmi counter clerk ke roop me dikhaayi diyaa tha jis ki jeb se maine holiday Camp me cigarette ka khaali packet nikaala tha. Phir wahaan juwa-khana ka pata chala......jo chhipi huyi chiz nahin thi. Sabhi uske baare me jaante the. Red packet ke baare me ladki ko galat-fahmi huyi thi. Juwa-khana me prawesh uske bina bhi hota tha. Asli chiz to pencil se likhe wo letters the jo dhnyawad-patra par paaye jaate the.

Ye letters unke liye the jo uss giroh se sambandh rakhte the......aur apne kaamon ka report dene dusre shahron se Sardargadh aate the. Ye log gate par un letters ko duhraate the. Unhen budhiyaa ek red flower deti thi.....aur isi phool se wo log unhen pahchaan lete the.....jinka kaam ye suchna dena hota tha ki aaj falaan jagah meeting hogi.

Daily wo letters badalte rahte the. Unke work-process ko jaanne keliye maine apni teen raaten barbaad ki thin. Giroh me do prakaar ke log the. Ek wo jo khule aam apni duty nibhaate the. Aur dusre wo jo ek dusre ko nahin jaante the. Asli kaam yahi log anjaam dete the. Matlab ek dusre Desh ka propaganda.

Openly kaam karne waale usay choron aur daakuon ka giroh samajhte the.......aur ek dusre ko pahchaante bhi the. Wo log shaatir ko apna sardaar samajhte the. Uski dusri haisiyat un logon se chhupi huyi thi. Wo baahar se aane waalon ko bhi apni hi tarah chor aur daaku samajhte the.

Asal kaam karne waalon ne shaatir ki shakal kabhi nahin dekhi thi. Shaatir un me se harek ko pahchaanta tha......aur nahin chaahta tha ki wo ek dusre ko bhi pahchaanen. Isi liye usne wo tareeka apnaaya tha.

Juwakhana waale hall me ek samay me ek hi phool waala aadmi prawesh kar sakta tha. Jab tak ek bhi red plwer waala aadmi andar maujood hota dusraa nahin jaane paata tha. Jab wo wahaan se meeting waali jagah maloom kar ke chalaa jaata tha tab dusre ko andaar prawesh mil paata tha.

Isi tarah wo us building me bhi ek ek hi jaate the jahaan meeting hoti thi. Unhen samay hi is tarah diyaa jaata tha ki wahaan ek dusre ka saamna nahin ho sake.

Maine chhup kar wahaan ke system ka bareeki se nirikshan kiya tha. Mic par ek aawaz khaali kare me unka swaagat karti thi aur nirdesh deti thi ki wo apni madad aap karen. Jis ka matlab hota tha ki us kamre me rakhe almaari khol kar usme se kaala naqaab nikaalna aur chehre par laga lenaa.

Anyway us raat main us ladki se pahle wahaan pahuch gaya tha. Usay wahaan le jaane ka mera maksad ye tha ki uski bhi parikshaa ho jaaye. Mujhe sandeh tha ki wo ab bhi un logon keliye kaam karti hai.

Aap objection kar sakte hain ki main akele hi wahaan kyon gaya tha. Ye chiz khatarnaak bhi saabit ho sakti thi. Haan mujhe bhi iski aashanka thi. Lekin is tarah kewal meri zindagi khatre me padti......dusre surakshit rahte. Meri aadat hai ki anishchit paristhiti me akele hi kaam karta hun. Waise mai ne sawadhani wash police ko bhi phone kar diyaa tha. Ye baal clear ho chuki hai ki ab Shaatir hi yahaan ke sangathan ka sargana tha.

Pahle do aadmi the. Ek dawar aur dusraa Shaatir. Shaatir apni bartari dikhaane waala aadmi hai. Apni badaayi Dawar se bhi manwaana chaahta tha. Lekin Dawar buddhimaani me us se bahut age tha. Is kaaran aksar donon me khat-pat hoti rahti thi. Ant-tah shaatir ne planne bana kar usay samaapt kar diyaa.

Saadi & Sons ke counter par kaam karne waalon me ek us sangathan se sambandh rakhta tha. Usi ne shaatir ke kahne par heere udaaye the. shaatir jaanta tha ki wo kab apaahij ke roop me holiday camp jaayega. Isliye maukaa milte hi waar kar baitha.

Dawar ke farishton ko bhi khabar na thi ki uske liye kyaa ho raha hai. Phir aisa intezaam kiya gaya ki Dawar ki hatyaa ke baad hi Saadi & Sons ka vigyaapan akhbaar me aaye.

Ek phasne waale hatyaare ki khoj aur heeron ki chori ka wo maksad nahin tha jo main pahle samjhaa tha. Wo police ko galat raaste par nahin daalna chaahte the. Police dawar ki asliyat jaan bhi leti to kyaa hota. Baat dawar hi par khatam ho jaati. Hatyaare tak pahuchna kathin hotaa.

Ye plot shaatir ne infact apne videshi maalikon keliye banaaya tha. Unhen ye feel karaane ki koshish ki thi ki Dawar chor bhi tha aur choriyon ke kram me apne kuchh sahyogi bhi rakhta tha.......jinhone keemti heeron ki laalach me uski hatyaa kar di.

Agar wo wise hi maar daala jaata to uske videshi haakim logon ko zaroor chintaa hoti ki kya kissa hai. Wo apne taur par chhaan been karaate aur ho sakta tha ki us tarah khud Shaatir hi ki jaan khatre me pad jaati.

Daawar unke liye bahut important tha. Akalmand tha. Unke propgande keliye nit naye naye tareeke apnaata tha.....jo safal hote the. Ab yahi dekhiye ki wo apaahij ke roop me unka propaganda kyon karta tha.

Holiday camp me adhiktar naujawaanon ki bheed hoti thi......jo josh aur enjoyment se bhare hote hain. Future ke baare me unki soch hamesha positive aur bright hoti hai.

Lekin dawar un me maayusi aur niraasha ke keetanu phailaata tha. Wo uski baaton ko sun kar sochte the ki itna devta jaisa nek aadmi ko bhagwaan ne apaahij kyon banaa diyaa. Kya ye insaaf hai? Bas phir unki soch bahakne lagti. Wo unhen achhi tarah nirasha ke daldal me daalne ke baad apne Maalikon ke Desh ke vichaar un par chadhaata tha. Tab wo apne desh se asantusht ho jaate.

Imran khamosh ho gaya. Dusri taraf se black zero ki X2 jaisi aawaz aayi...."Main aap ko is case ki kaamyabi ke liye badhaayi deta hun."

"Kewal badhaayi??" Imran ne buraa sa muhh bana kar kaha.

"Phir aur kyaa chaahiye?"

"Ek darzan chewingum ke packets..."

dusri taraf se halke kahkahe ki aawaz aayi aur transmeter band ho gaya.

"Tum us patthar ko hansaa to sakte ho...." Julia ne kaha.

"Lekin ab kya hogaa?" Chauhan ne chintit swar me kaha...."Poore desh me Shaatir ke agents ke baare me chhaan been karni hogi."

"Shaatir ne sab kuchh ugal diya hai. Khaas agents ki poori list us se praapt ki jaa chuki hai." Imran bola...."Aur unhen dhoond nikaalan kuchh mushkil na hogaa."

"Lekin Najmi ka kyaa hua? Kya wo bhi is giroh me shaamil tha?" Julia ne puchha.

"Nahin.....wo nahin jaanta tha ki asli chor kon hai."

"Aur ye log sanyog se tum se aa takraaye the,....." Julia boli.

"Qudrat ka karishmaa....." Imran buzurgon ki tarah hath utha kar bolaa. "Duniya ka koi bhi apradhi saza se nahin bach saktaa. Prakriti(Qudrat) khud hi usay uske liye munaasib anjaam ki taraf dhakelti hai. Agar aisa na ho to tum ek raat bhi apne chhat ke niche aaram ki nind na so sako......zamin par apradh ke alaawa kuch na rahe....."

***

Mona zamaanat par rihaa kar di gayi.....aur usay Rana tahayyur Ali waale mahal me rakha gaya tha.
[Ye mahal bhi Imran ka ya secret serice ke gupt(poshida) addon me se hai lekin aam aadmi isay kewal Rana sahab ka mahal samjhte hai aur ye ki kabhi kabhi Imran jaise log uska istemaal kar lete hain.... ]

Ek din Mona........Josef se Imran ke baare me baaten kar rahi thi.

"Kya uska duniyaa me koi nahin hai?" usne puchha.

"Wo khud hi duniyaa me sab kuchh hai.......uske chakkar me na pado."

"Mujhe us se hamdardi hai...."

"Ladkiii.....!! Apni khopadi se baahar hone ki koshish mat karo. Warna nuksaan uthaaogi."

"Kya bakwaas kar rahe ho...." Mona jhallaa gayi.

"Thik kah raha hun.......tum us ladki Julia se adhik haseen nahin ho..."

"Main ye kab kah rahi hun......tum bilkul gadhe ho....."

.

Itne me Imran kamre me prawesh kiya. Josef aape se baahar ho raha tha.

"Hadd ho gayi boss...." wo galaa phaad kar dahaada. "Main isay bardaasht nahin kar sakta ki koi aurat mujhe gadha kahe....."

"To tum dua karo ki gadhe bhi aadmiyon jaisi baaten karne lagen......lekin wo sab se pahle mujh se puchhenge ki main ladkiyon ko dekh kar sar ke bal kyon khada ho jaata hun...."

"Main khud bhi puchhungaa....." Josef ne tez swar me kaha....."Mujhe bhi ye achha nahin lagtaa....."

Samaapt
*****************
दिल से दिल बड़ी मुश्किल से मिलते हैं!

तुफानो में साहिल बड़ी मुश्किल से मिलते हैं!

यूँ तो मिल जाता है हर कोई!

मगर आप जैसे दोस्त नसीब वालों को मिलते हैं!
*****************

User avatar
Sexi Rebel
Expert Member
Posts: 338
Joined: 27 Jul 2016 21:05

Re: हीरों का फरेब कॉम्प्लीट हिन्दी नॉवल

Post by Sexi Rebel » 31 Oct 2016 17:14

Bahut hi umda tarike se likha gaya upanyas hai :D :D :D

Post Reply

Who is online

Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 2 guests