Kya ye isqh hai? – Valentine Story Contest 2019

“tere pajeb ne hume iss kadar tadpa rakha he….
Aab ye hawaye bhi cham cham karke satati he…” Akki

Murti : ha ha ha …acha ji…. wese aapko pata he aap bade bekar kisam ke sahyar hai……

Akki kuch bol na to chah ta tha magar murti ki muskurahat main wo puri tarah se ulajh gaya tha….uski chehra aaj akki ko kuch jyada hi mugdh kar rahi tha ….
Jab murti ne dekha akki kuch bol ne ki wajhaye sirf usko ghure ja raha he….

Usne akki ko phir se kaha…

Murti : Aisa kyun dekh rahe ho kabhi pehle nahi dekha kya….

Akki : Jaan tum wo chand dekh rahe ho…

Murti : Haa bahot khubsurut hai…

Akki : Pata hai bachpan se main usse dekh ta aa raha hun phir bhi din prati din wo mujhe aur jyada khubsurat lagta hai….

Murti : Haa jaan ye to apne mere dill ki baat keh di… mujhe bhi aisa he lagta he….

Akki : Aap to uss chand se bhi jyada khubsurat hai… phir main kese na kho jau iss surat main….

Murti : Awww kya baat he jaan aap ne kanha ki baat kanha se lakar jod di…

Akki : Jaan kabhi kabhi mujhe afsos hota he kyu main koi kavi ya lekhak nahi bana…

Murti : Aisa kyun babu….

Akki : Agar hota to aaj apke tariff main 500-600 pages ka koi kitab likh ta….

Murti : Ha ha ha…..acha ji

Akki: Aapki amavas jesi julfe poonam ke chand jese surat herni jese ankhe moti jese dant ….gulab ki pankhudiya jese hoth… rui ke tarah narm gaal aur uspe chayi ye sharm ki lali…. uff kisi ke bhi jaan nikal ne keliye kaffi hai ye sab…

Ye sab sunke murti bas sarmaye ja rahe thi… sharm ke mare usne apna palke niche jhuka le thi… galo pe chayi hui sharm ke lali uske noorani chehre ko char chand laga rahi thi…. usne apne gulabi honth fadfadyi aur bas itna boli…

Murti : Bas karo na jaan mujhe bohat sharm aarahi he….

Akki : Jaan aab to ye juban usi din khamosh hogi jiss din ye sanse tham jayenge…

Itna sunte he murti ne jhat se apna palke uthaya uski ankhe halki nam thi …. jab dono ki ankhe mila to akki ne foran aage badke murti ki chehre ko tham liya…

Akki : Kya hua jaan?? Please bato na haa kya hua…

Murti : Aap ko kitni baar bola he marne ke baat na karne ko…. kese jiungi main apke bina kon rakhega mera khyal kon khilayega mujhe kon itna mithi mithi baat bolega mujhe…. kon

Itna kehte hi Murti ki ankho se ek motiyo ki dhara beh gaya jisse dekh ke akki ka dill kisi bin pani ke machli ke tarah tadap utha….

Akki : Jaan aap bhi na choti choti baat par rone lag jate ho …. Mene to wo bas aise he keh diya tha …. aap bhi naa

Akki ne murti ki ansun poch te hue kaha…

Murti : Aap koi choti baat nahi ho mere liye in fact aap se badi koi baat hi nahi he….

Akki : Acha baba I’m sorry mujhe maaf kardo aage se aisa nahi bolunga aur please rona band kardo…. apka rona dekh ke mera dill chil jata he….

Murti : Phele khud rula te ho phir manate ho aisa baar baar kyun karte ho
“Kyun rulate ho hume,kya maza ata he….

Dard aab kitna sahe,kya aisa bhi saza aati he….”

Akki : Aap ke sahyari to mujhse bhi kharb he…

Ye sunke Murti ne halka sa ghusa mara akki ko aur phir dono hasne lage…..

Chand bhi apne pure sabab main tha chandni se pure janha ko chamka raha tha aur issi chamkar se murti ki chehra chamak raha tha…. uff kya kayamat dha rahi thi wo akki par… such main khuda ne usse dharti pe bhej kar pachta raha hoga… aur naaj bhi ho raha hoga kya cheej usne banai hai……

Swarg ki apsara bhi dekh le to jaal jaye… aisa banawat thi uski jheel se gehri kali ankhe …. surahidar gardan aam ke komal patte jese ungliya ….masumiyat aise ki koi shaitan ka dill bhi pighal jaye….
Uski ankho main ek nasha tha ek alag si kasis thi…. Jisne akki ko puri tarah se dewana bana diya tha….

Murti aab akki ke god main ankh band kar sar rakh ke leti hui thi ….akki dewar ko tek laga ke baitha hua tha par ankh uska bhi band tha ….. akki dhire dhire murti ki rasmi julfo ko sehla raha tha….

Murti : Tumhe yad he jaan hum kese mile the kese tumne mujhe tumne propose kiya tha…hahaha… kese tumhe ullu banaya tha….

Akki : hahaha… Aree mujhe to sab pehle he pata tha ke tum natak kar rahi ho main to bas tumhara surprise bekar nahi karna chah ta tha….

Murti : Acha jii…

Akki : Haa jii…

Aise hi kahte mithe nok jhok karte karte kab dono sogaye pata nahi chala….

Subha ki pehli kiran ke sath room ka darwaja khula aur ek sakhs andar aya uske kapdo se saaf pata chal raha tha wo aek cleaning boy he… Room ke ander ka najara dikh ke wo thoda chuk gaya…. dhire dhire akki ke pass gaya ….

Cleaning boy : Oo Bhai kon ho tum aur yanha iss store room main kya kar rahe ho….

Usne akki ko hilate hue kaha ….

Akki kasmasa kar utha aur samne khade saks ko dekh ke bola….

Akki : Shhh meri jaan so rahi he shor mat kar aur main yanhi Issi mall main kaam karta hun….
Ye sunke uss boy ko jhatka jarur laga tha jo uske chehre se saaf pata chal raha tha….

Cleaning boy : Kon jaan ?? kon so raha he??

Akki : Andha he kya … dikh nahi raha mere god me hi to so rahi he….

Cleaning boy : Kon ye murti??

Akki : Haa iska naam murti he tujhe kisne bola ….

‘Maine bola yrr gussa mat ho ye aaj hi aya he” piche se aate hue aek shaksh ne bola ye tha jitu akki ka dost……

Jitu: Good morning Akki Bhai bhabi uthi nahi abhi tak …..

Akki : Nahi wo raat ko jara late soyi thi na isiliye… chal tu ja yanha se usse sone de….

Jitu : Okk yrr gussa na ho ja raha hun… oye raju chal…

Jitu aur raju room se bahar aagaye … bahar aate he

Raju : Yeh kya tha?? murti??

Jitu : Haa wo ek bejan fiber ke murti he…..

Raju : Woh kya pagal he??

Jitu: haa uski mohabbat ko pagal pan bhi keh sakte hai ya uski pagalpan ko mohabbat …. ye bhi ek mohabat he hai….Jo shayad hum nahi samjh sakte … tu woh sab chod aur apni kaam me lag ja….

Kya isse pyar kahenge ya phir akki ke pagalpan ???