Dharavahik upanyas Bhoot - Adbhut !! !(1)

They were five, teenagers , studying in same school, same class ninth. It was a small village.They belong to different families of different economic status, but all were truly close friends. Going to school together, studying together and coming back home from school together was their routine. One more activity they used to do was going to vegetable market to buy vegetables. In this work only one out of them couldn’t go because she was not allowed due to a strict discipline of house. She was Vishakha Chaudhari , the only daughter of the quite big landlord of that village. Going to school and going for tuition was allowed but going to Vegetable market was below their standard so she was not allowed for that. Vishakha was the most beautiful girl among all these five friends and also in the village or We may say there was no other beautiful girl like Vishakha around all villages.Vishakha was the most intelligent also among all five and also in her school . She was all-rounder, good at dance , always winner of table tennis championships held at district level for her school. She was also a good orator and she used to win the cups , medals ,Personally and running trophies, for her school. All her four friends always respected her and as she was the leader of all , final decisions always taken by her and happily followed by all the four girls. ——— Continued ———

Dharavahik crime thriller ( 300) Last Part : Apradh !!

Nirmal was called by the shop keeper in front of his shop. He went there it was a phone call from Suresh . He said , Today’s news paper is in front of me, a dead body found at the banks of Yamuna. I am sure she is Seema. Come to me let’s go and check it. Nirmal didn’t tell this to Parvati Devi and went to Suresh. Both of them went to the Police station mentioned. They asked to show the dead body. It was Seema the body was found this morning. Police had closed the file with note of suicide. Now they found the relative so they handed over the body to Nirmal. It was Sunday, Both of them decided to go and bring Parvati Devi there, as Muktidham the funeral place was there at Yamuna bank, and there was no use to take the body at shop and again bring here. Everything was being sold there for funeral. Nirmal agreed and then Suresh went and brought Parvati Devi , when she saw Seema’s body she wiped her tears silently, the funeral was done in an hour. They came back home and had a bath . Parvati Devi said , I am feeling peace.Nikita’s pain tears and the injustice to her spoiled many but all these tough experiences and hard times made Nikita a strong woman. ————— The End ——-

( Next : Dharavahik Upanyas “ Bhoot-Adbhut ” from tomorrow. —-

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When Brajesh Shukla any how reached home another bad news welcomed him. His foolish wife lost all the ornaments. Two strangers were knocking door to door saying they make the ornaments shine like new , those days such gangs were in action. She did not know. She became happy and brought all hee and daughter in law’s ornaments, which Parvati Devi had given to Amita and Usha. All were pure and old gold designed ornaments. Both the persons spread a red cloth. Put them in that cloth, tied the cloth. Then they asked the ladies to open it after two hours. Everything done in front of them . They just chanted some words and burnt a scented coil. They took just fifty rupees for that and went away after two hours when the ladies opened the knot of the cloth , they screamed, only some pebbles were kept there. All ornaments were gone. They came downstairs and searched in the street but no one was there. Both the sons were not at home, they had gone out as they had no work till the shop gets restarted. Brajesh Shukla heard everything and hold his head with both the hands. Which sin resulted this or which curse spoiled his all money. He thought he had misused many people specially he snatched Widow Parvati Devi’s all money. He and his wife tortured his daughter in laws and his sons also behaved not good with their wives. Nothing could be done now. ———- Continued——

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 After drinking tea both the passengers laid down on their berths. There was no other passenger there among those eight seats. The train reached at six in the morning . Hearing the noise at the platform, Brajesh Shukla woke up. “ He was searching his bag madly “ the bag was vanished. He had kept nine lacks cash in that bag also about two thousand of his own. He was abusing himself, why did he sleep carelessly while he had have a big amount in his bag. He got down, no one was in the compartment. He ran to the railway’ s RPF office. He described the theft. The officer said , “ the person offered you something to eat ? No he didn’t offer me anything but we drank the tea from the vendor and he paid for that and then I slept. This is not the first incident, in last two months right to ten thefts happened. What was in your bag ? Nine lacks and two thousand rupees . What ? His eyes opened wide , Why were you taking such big amount? Brajesh Shukla had to describe everything. “ Tge officer gave him a firm to fill as FIR and asked him to write the address and telephone number if he had have. Brajesh Shukla filled the form signed it and gave the officer , but he knew the huge amount was gone because of his own foolishness and he will never get it back. Now the door of Parvati Devi is also closed as she had spoken the hard words at the time of giving those nine lacks. He can’t blame anyone he can’t abuse anyone. He will not be able to renovate the shop which is the only source of income. ——- Continued———

Amazing !!

 The wolf does not touch the dead — not man, not beast — its honor stands above hunger.

It loves only once, for life; never crossing bloodlines, never betraying.

If its mate dies, it chooses solitude over replacement.

It knows its young, and when its parents grow frail with age, it returns — bringing food, bringing loyalty.

When you kill a wolf, it holds your gaze — no fear, no hatred — until its soul slips away.

Smarter than the cleverest dog by far, yet it cannot be tamed; no leash, no whip can command its spirit.

They say the wolf is the villain — But sometimes, what they call evil… is simply misunderstood.

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 पहले *भटूरे* को फुलाने के लिये 

उसमें *ENO* डालिये

फिर *भटूरे* से फूले पेट को 

पिचकाने के लिये *ENO* पीजिये 

*जीवन के कुछ गूढ़ रहस्य*

*आप कभी नहीं समझ पायेंगे*

*पांचवीं* तक *स्लेट* की बत्ती को 

*जीभ* से चाटकर *कैल्शियम* की 

कमी पूरी करना हमारी स्थाई आदत थी

*लेकिन*

इसमें *पापबोध* भी था कि कहीं 

*विद्यामाता* नाराज न हो जायें ...!!

*पढ़ाई* का *तनाव* हमने 

*पेन्सिल* का पिछला हिस्सा 

चबाकर मिटाया था ...!!!

*पुस्तक* के बीच *पौधे की पत्ती* 

और *मोरपंख* रखने से हम 

*होशियार* हो जाएंगे ...

ऐसा हमारा *दृढ विश्वास* था. 

*कपड़े* के *थैले* में *किताब-कॉपियां*

जमाने का *विन्यास* हमारा 

*रचनात्मक कौशल* था ...!!!

हर साल जब नई *कक्षा* के *बस्ते बंधते*

तब *कॉपी किताबों* पर *जिल्द* चढ़ाना 

अपने जीवन का *वार्षिक उत्सव* मानते थे ...!!!

*माता - पिता* को हमारी *पढ़ाई* की 

कोई *फ़िक्र* नहीं थी, न हमारी *पढ़ाई* 

उनकी *जेब* पर *बोझा* थी ...

*सालों साल* बीत जाते पर *माता - पिता* के 

*कदम* हमारे *स्कूल* में न पड़ते थे ...!!!

एक *दोस्त* को *साईकिल* के 

बीच वाले *डंडे* पर और *दूसरे* को 

*पीछे कैरियर* पर *बिठा* कर 

हमने कितने रास्ते *नापें* हैं, 

यह अब याद नहीं बस कुछ 

*धुंधली* सी *स्मृतियां* हैं ...!!!

*स्कूल* में *पिटते* हुए और 

*मुर्गा* बनते हमारा *ईगो* 

हमें कभी *परेशान* नहीं करता था 

दरअसल हम जानते ही नहीं थे 

कि, *ईगो* होता क्या है

*पिटाई* हमारे *दैनिक जीवन* की 

*सहज सामान्य प्रक्रिया* थी

*पीटने वाला* और *पिटने वाला* दोनों *खुश* थे,

*पिटने वाला* इसलिए कि हम *कम पिटे*

*पीटने वाला* इसलिए *खुश* होता था 

कि *हाथ साफ़* हुआ ...!!!

हम अपने *माता - पिता* को कभी नहीं बता पाए 

कि हम उन्हें कितना *प्यार* करते हैं, क्योंकि 

हमें *"आई लव यू"* कहना आता ही नहीं था ...!!!

आज हम *गिरते- सम्भलते*, *संघर्ष* 

करते दुनियां का हिस्सा बन चुके हैं, 

कुछ *मंजिल* पा गये हैं तो 

कुछ न जाने *कहां खो* गए हैं ...!!!

हम दुनिया में कहीं भी हों 

लेकिन यह सच है, 

हमें *हकीकतों* ने *पाला* है, 

हम सच की दुनियां में थे ...!!!

*कपड़ों* को *सिलवटों* से बचाए रखना

और *रिश्तों* को *औपचारिकता* से 

बनाए रखना हमें कभी आया ही नहीं ...

इस मामले में हम सदा *मूर्ख* ही रहे ...!!!

अपना अपना *प्रारब्ध* झेलते हुए 

हम आज भी *ख्वाब* बुन रहे हैं, 

शायद *ख्वाब बुनना* ही 

हमें *जिन्दा* रखे है वरना 

जो *जीवन* हम *जीकर* आये हैं 

उसके सामने यह *वर्तमान* कुछ भी नहीं ...!!!

हम *अच्छे* थे या *बुरे* थे 

पर हम सब साथ थे *काश* 

वो समय फिर लौट आए ...!!!

"एक बार फिर अपने *बचपन* के *पन्नों* 

को पलटिये, सच में फिर से जी उठेंगे”...

  और अंत में ...

हमारे *पिताजी* के समय में *दादाजी* गाते थे ...

*मेरा नाम करेगा रोशन*

*जग में मेरा राज दुलारा

हमारे *ज़माने* में हमने गाया ...

*पापा कहते है बड़ा नाम करेगा*

अब *हमारे बच्चे* गा रहे हैं …

*बापू सेहत के लिए ...*

*तू तो हानिकारक है*। 

*सही* में हम 

*कहाँ से कहाँ* आ गए ...???

एक बार मुड़ कर  देखिये ...

और 

मुस्करा दीजिए 

क्यों कि 

 *Change Is Part Of Life.* 

 *Accept It Gracefully*

Dharavahik crime thriller (297) Apradh !!

Nirmal bought the train ticket for Brajesh Shukla that day besides doing multiple tasking. Brajesh Shukla himself hired a rickshaw and went to the railway station. At the time of departure Parvati Devi politely said , “ We have given you the complete cash ornaments and 70% of our property,now whatever we have is just very little for our livelihood. So don’t expect anything from us now We hope our daughters will be perfectly fine with your sons. Somesh Gaur bhaiya will visit your house to meet them. We expect their phone call once in a month at least. Brajesh Shukla felt the hardness behind the words. Any ways When the train arrived Brajesh Shukla had only one hand bag, he searched his berth and occupied. He was not given any food for dinner as Parvati Devi and Nirmal both were busy selecting things they need to take to their shop. A gentleman came and occupied the front seat. He introduced himself as Harjeet Singh and will get down at Ambala cantt . At the same time a tea vendor arrived . He ordered a cup of tea and in formality asked Brajesh Shukla too. Brajesh Shukla said , Okay I will also have a cup of tea .” The vendor gave him a cup too . Harjeet paid for both the cups of tea. ————— Continued——