Wajood 2

Chapter 4. Yeh Raastein - 2

Haryana Border

Hai Apna Dil To Awara,
Na Jaane Kis Pe Ayega [x2],

Haseeno Ne Bulaya,
Gale Se Bhi Lagaya,
Bohat Samjhaya, Yahi Na Samjha....

To Rajveer's surprise, his favourite Hemanth Kumar's song was playing on his jeeps radio, but in some random Sanam Puri's voice. He was not aware that old Bollywood's songs can be recreated in such a excellent way. He was enjoying the rainy cold weather with such a beautiful song playing in the background but only thing constantly interrupting his good mood is the new Bethal sitting beside him in passenger seat.

Huda shouted almost jumping almost outside the jeep,
" Sirjiiiiiiiiiii...
Ek minute gaadi rooooook......"

Before he could literally jump risking his life in the highway, Rajveer pulled the breaks and parked near a ancient looking phone booth.

Rajveer - " Ab kyaa he lt. Huda?..."
His irritated voice was back along with that 'why the God is punishing me' look.

Huda grinning without any shame,
" Woh dhabe ke pass ek kudi khadi dikhi toh socha main uski madad karde..."

Rajveer - " lt. Huda, this is the forth time joh aapne kisiko... " pausing his words he added another word with full force,
" KISI ANJAAN ladki ko mere jeep mein bitarahe he. Aapka pata nahi lekin mujhe Aaj hi Delhi pahunchna he..."
He checked his phone messaging someone

Huda - " Sirjii...lekin bechari akeli ladki aise sadak pe har gaadi ko rokne ki koshish karte huye achcha nahi lagta he na...."
He passed a sanskari good boy look...

Rajveer closed his eyes in frustration, and uttered
" but I'm warning you, this is the last time. Iske baad mera jeep seedha Delhi ke Headquarters jaake hi rukega. "

Huda showed him his wide Colgate smile and ran towards the lady to greet her into their jeep...

Rajveer dashed his forehead to the steering wheel,
" Yeh kaha fasa diyaa Maj. Chandra ne..."

After a whole 10 minutes, Huda arrived with a lady named Sneha and there began Rajveer's another super quite? journey towards Delhi...

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Rajveer sir,

Aaj mere chauti(4) painting poore 20k mein bik gayi. Pata he, use lene 5 se 6 log ladh rahe the. Shukar he ki, Kanha tha waha pe, warna is baar bhi log bolte ki us painting ke artist ko bulavo... Faisla karna he.

Drawing aur sketch karne ka shauk mujhe bachpan se tha. Lekin kabhi yeh nahi socha tha ki yeh shauk kabhi itna rang laayega. Kabhi kabhi sochti hu Kanha ke baat maanlu aur ek art club join karun, jaha mere is shauk ko ek nayi disha mile. Lekin dar lagta he ki kahin yeh raasta mujhe mere ateet se na milwade, jaha sirf dukh aur takleef taufe ke roop mein main aap subko na dedun.

Aapko pata he, parso firse Kanha ne meri sketch book churayi aur usmein se Alekh ke tasveer usne Sayu ko what's app kiya. Sayu ne bola ki mere Alekh itna handsome he ki woh Kanha ko beech raaste mein chod degi. Woh yeh bhi keh Rahi thi ki mere dono Bhai kitne hot( she scratched that word and replaced with handsome again) he. Main kitni lucky hu.

Achcha, ek baar toh main aapse kehna hi bhool gayi,
agle mahine Kahna ka birthday he. Main soch Rahi thi ki is baar use ek oil painting banake dedun, jismein woh aur Sayuri saath ho.

Shayad use dekh ke woh, apne zindagi ke baare mein kuch gehre man se sochega. Aur Dr. Harsh ke saath koyi bada sa hospital firse join karega. Yaa fir Dr. Chaitra ke saath un privileged bachchonki madat karega.
Kanha ka dost ke patalam bhi humare jaise hi he. Zyada milna nahi hota unse, lekin jitna bhi Kanha, Sayu aur Harsh se suna he, utne mein hi lagta he ki mere jaise Kanha bhi dosti ke zabardast lakeerein haath mein banwake aaya he.

Kabhi kabhi lagta he ki main khud use bandh ke rakh Rahi hu apne saath. Aise gumnam banke rehna yeh mera faisla he, jise maine khudke liye liya he.
Lekin main yeh bhi jaanti hu ki, usko aazad karne ka haq aur kaam sirf usika hi he. Mera nahi..

Kabhi kabhi Darr bhi lagta he ki agar woh chala gaya toh main firse akeli ho jaaungi.. jaise Bhaiyya ko khone ke bad banithi. Jaise aapse bichadne ke baad huii thi.

Shayad......

" Ladies and gentlemen.... "

A bronze yet gentle voice interrupted her reviere and a beautiful lady requested her listen to the announcement.

" as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is stowed underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Thank you....."

She corrected the position and went on following the instructions with a shallow breath.

Delhi...
This place was never hers. But the places which were dear to her soul were near this place. Nainital and Ambala
One place which knew all about her... And one place which had seen everything about her.

She didn't want to wander deep down in the ocean of her thoughts which may lead to some disasterous decisions and strictly asked her brain and heart to listen to the instructions of the Co- Piolet.

But her stubborn brain chanted,

Delhiiiii..... Ambala.... Nainital.... KMA..... Naveen.... Raaa....

Stoppp....
She literally yelled at her stupid brain...

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