Maya – Paison ki, Taakat ki, Jism ki – Prologue

Hum sabhi logon ke jeevan mein paise ki bahut ahemiyat hai.. Hum chahte hain hamare paas har woh sukh ho jisse hamari zindagi aaram se guzre… Har waqt, har pal hum apne nafe nuksaan ke baare mein sabse pehle sochte hain.
Paisa hai toh use sambhaalne ki musibat… Paisa nai hai toh use kamaane ki itcha… Hum din mein Kai baar sochte hain.. “Kaash… Paisa aa jaye kahin se…”
Paison ke baad baat aati hai taakat ki…. Jab insaan ke paas paisa aa jata hai, woh sab pe raaj karna chahta hai.. Woh chahta hai jahan woh jaaye log use salaam karein, uske saamne jhukein, uski izzat karein…. Paise wala aksar chahta hai ke uske sambandh bade logon ke sath hone chahiye… Bade, naami giraami logon ke sath uthna bethna ho, woh jahan jaayein log unhe jaane pehchane…. Chahe woh police ho, business men, ya mantri aur santri… Bas, bade contacts toh chahiye hi.
Haan… Din toh guzar gaya paise kamaane mein… Shaam guzri bade logon ke sath… Lekin raat.. Raat ko janaab , kaatna bahut mushkil hota hai.. Chaahe woh paise wala ho ya gareeb, jism ki bukh har kisi ko lagti hai.. Kisi ne sahi kaha hai, yeh jism pyaar nahin janta, janta hai toh sirf bukh… Jism ki bukh… Insaan ki yeh bukh kabhi khatam nahin hoti, yeh toh bas badhti jaati hai..
Insaan ke sar pe jab in teen cheeson ko haasil karna ka bhoot sawaar ho jaata hai, tab… tab kya hota hai.. janne ki koshish karenge hum is kahaani se.. Yeh kahaani mishran hai adultery aur incest ka.. Yeh kahaani guzregi Pune se New York via Mumbai.