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words in bold - diary entry

<words in brackets - preeta's thoughts>

'words in single inverted comma's - preeta's dialogues'

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preetta slowly picked the photo fallen down...tears layered her eyes

'kitne khush tey na hum karan....tum , mein , papa ,rakhi aunty , mahesh uncle.....sab kitna accha tha...kyu aaye tum mumbai...kyu itna badal gaye....'

she kept the photo beside her and started to read the diary.....

karan luthra<14th dec, 2010>

hummay aaj mam ney diary entry karna sikhaya....aur aaj hi mai ussay likh raha hoon....meri life mein sabse important 3 log hai....meri mom...jo mujhlo sabse zyada pyaar karti hai....mein bhi unsay bahut pyaar karta hoon.....sabse best hai woh....fir mere dad....dikhtey thodey kadoos hain magar bahut pyaar karte hai...mom ke daat sey tho apne jaan pe khelkar bachatey hai....

< 'itne dramatic aur bhaare line..."mimics him - jaan par khel kar bachtey hai" ' >

aur meri bajarbatti....mere dost...bahut special hai mere liye....

<runs her fingers over the words.....pata chal gaya karan...kitni special hoon mein....tumhareliye shayadh mein tab special thi....>

mei nasik mein paida hua tha...wahi pe 2nd standard tak padha....aur wahi meiney apni bajabatti ko meet kia uska asli naam preeta hai magar aaj tak mainey ussay uske naam say nahi pukara...meri padosi thi.....bahut cute lagti thi....ekdum barbie doll jaise...hum bahut acche dost bane...phir papa mujhay aur mumma ko yaha...mumbai laagaye....mujhe bahut bura laga.....bajarbatti itna ro rahi thi...kya kaho....mujhe bhi laga jaisay mein ussay fir kabhi nahi mil paunga...kya karta...hum mumbai mein hi hamesha hamesha keliyea rehne jo wale the.....papa bahut amir hai...ma say pyaar jo kia tha...dada ko accha nahi laga tho papa nasik shift hogaye they...fir ab dada ji guzar gaye....tho papa ney unkey school aur college ki zimedhaari tham li...yaha ab ghar mein humare saath meri do cute si behene roo , krithika aur meri kareena bua bhi rehti hai...fir bhi...un dono natkat bandaro ko dekhkar mujhay preeta ka bahut yaadh aata....

<sach mein bajarbattu...tumharey jaane ke baadh tho kuch bhi accha nahi lagta....shayadh tumhare saath hi woh saara bnatkat bhi kho gaye lagta hai....magar ismey tho tumney aise likha....jaisay mujhe fir miltey hi gale lag jate....ek dum sade hua ho....jab aayi tho itna baav kaya....jaisay tum mujhay jaantey hi nahi tey...>

fir achanak ek din school mein mainey ussay deka tha....prayer ke time...fir gayab! mujhay tho laga ki mein khule aakh sapne dekh raha tha arey bhala woh nasik say yaha kyu aati...firsay class mein dekha...ab tho woh sachme mere saamne thi aur mein ek no. ka DUMBO...laga ki mein firsay sapna dekh raha hoon aur mein doosrey taraf mudh gaya..

< arey tumhey laga ki tum sapna dekh rahe tey....sachmey tum DUMBO hi ho karan....aur mujhe laga ki tum bhaav kha rahe ho....mein bhi na...kitni pagal hoon...."pats her head">

bilkul bada gayi thi...ek saal mein uska baal bhi bad gaya....uske height bhi badh gayi....magar wahi ghoorney ka technique...aur ladhna....nasik mein kitne sweet si , seedhi sadhi , lagti thi aur yaha ek daum ulta....no.1 jagadaalo nikli...ussay jagadhney mein tho koi nahi jeet sakta.....ittu say baat kp raai ka pahaad bana deti hai...

<'kyaa!!! mein jagadaaloo.....bajarbattu..akal ke tattu tum ho jagadaalo....main nahi tum raddhi bhar ke baat ka...raai ka pahaad bana dete ho...hufff...tum na milo mujhe fir batati hoon bajarbatti kya cheez hai..."pats her head and says to herself" preeta....yaadh rakh...tera naam preeta arora hai....bajarbatti nahi'>

aur ek taraf mera friend sameer....kehta tho dost hai mera par kaam dushmano wale karta hai....doosre taraf woh jalli shrishti....dono ek hi khet ke mooli hai....dono no mera jeena haram karke rakha hai....har baar mujhe bajarbatti ke saath jagada karvadete hain...aur muh tho maasum baccho ki bana lete hain....fir woh bajarbatti mujhay sunaati hai....

<accha bacchu...tumhara nahi...mera jeena haram kardete hai....woh jagada karane mein tulle rehtey tho tumhara dimak ghaas khae gaya tha kya....tum jagadoge tho tumhe hi sunaungi na....shrishti ko tho pagalpan ka bhoot sawar jata hai....ussay hum dono ke jagadna dekhkar tom and jerry ka maza milta hai...aur sameer bhi iska chamcha...>

fir kya...sameer aur shrishti maza lete...aur mein us bajarbatti ko manane keliye alag alag tareeke say sorry kehte ghoomta...madam tho khud nahi manayengi...aur mein manane jau tho.....itna attitude....magar sach kahu tho accha lata hai mujhe....uska woh gussa wala laal chehra....ek dum tamatar ke tarah...mann tho karta tha...kiss kardoon....

<preeta turns crimson red....'isse tho bhala yeah bhi...koi likhta hai kya....hai!! maine bhi tho aisay kuch likha hain mainey...kaash woh na pade...warna peeche pad jayega...kya karoon...kya karoon....idea!!!phone kardeti hoon...aur kehdoongi ki woh diary na pade...kyuki....kyuki....woh rishab ka hai....ha...correct!!!>

preeta dials karan's number but just then shrishti arrives....so she hides the phone without noticing that the call got connected....and keeps the diary beneath the pillow....

#other side - with karan#

karan kept the diary safely and was thinking of ways to pacify shrishti...he knew everyone is very hurt and it would be really hard for him to console them...his thoughts were broken by his phone ringing....and he was surprised to see the caller's name....it was his bajarbatti...he immediately picked it....

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preeta thought she has cut the call and uttered....accha hua...shrishti ko kuch pata nahi chala....warna yea diary dekh leti tho pura ghar sar pe utha leti....<karan smiled> kassh laran mera diary na padhe...arey preeta kya zaroorath thi likhney ki ....khi tujhay kiss karne ka mann karta hai...woh bhi jab woh sorry bolta hai.....<karan suppressed his laughs and continued hearing her rants...then he cut the call>

she continued to read the diary....

FIR...ek din pata chala ki mera ek khud ka saga behen ya bhai anne wala hai....mein bahut khush ta....mein maa kha poora kyaal rakhta tha...lekin ek din ma ka abortion ho gaya....aur woh paralysed ho gayi....mujhay aisa laga jaisay meri poori zindagi ko kisi ney palat diya......aur jab doctors kho dikhaya tho unhoney kaha ki....mom ke jo davayiya the unhein kisi ney slow paralysing drugs ke saath badal diyea....mein poori tarah toot gaya...papa bhi poori tarah toot gaye...woh unki saari time buisness mein invest karne lage.....ab mujhay meri bua sambhalti thi....woh mujhsay bahut pyaar karti hain...kabhi kabhi maa ka bahut yaadh aata tha...tho mein unke god mein apna sar rakh leta...umeedh karta tha...ki kaisay bhi...kabhi bhi...woh fir unke haat say mere baal sehrayege...aur mein unhein kahoonga ki -  maa...mere baalo ko mat bigaado...

<rakhi aunty...ko paralysis...yeah tho mein jaanti hi nahi thi....isne bataya kyu nahi...rakhi aunty ko mein bhi apna maa maanti hoon....karan tumney yeah jaantey hue bhi mujhsay itni badi baat chupayi...iskeliyea mein tumhey kabhi maaf nahi karoongi....kabhi nahi>

mujhe bahut akela feel  hone laga.....mein yaha papa ko kehkar aur dukhi nahi karna chahta tha....mujhe meri bajarbatti ki bahoot zaroorat thi...mein ussay sab kuch kehna chahta tha....woh maa ko apna maa bhi maanthi thi...aur naa bhi ussay bahut pyaar karthi hain.....woh kehti tho shayadh maa uth jaati....magar woh bhi school nahi aayi....mein ek dum toot gaya...ek hi saath mere dil ke sabse kareeb teeno log mujhsay door hogaye....

<i m sorry karan...meiney tumhe galat samjha...meint umhey samaj nahi payi...mein maasi ka kyaal rakh rahi thi...aur yaha tumhe meri zaroorat thi....mein bahut buri hoon...ho sakta hai tho mujhe is galti keliyea maaf kardo karan...>

papa ney uske baadh mujhe do logo say milaya tha....sonia aur prithvi...kaha ki woh unke dost ke bacche hai....aur abh mere classmates bhi....

<aur tum bhi chipak gaye un chipkaliyo say....>

woh dono mujhe ekdum chipkaliyo ke tarah chipakne lage...yuk...mujhe bilkul acche nahi lagte tey...fir bhi papa ke khatir...unsey kuch nahi kaha...aur unse milne ke baadh na....roo aur krithika bhi mujhsay door hogaye....achanak darney bhi lagaye...ek baar mainey unsay poocha tho badbadaney lag gaye ki mainey unpar chillaya....mein unhen apna sagi beheney maanta hoon....aur mein unpar gussa tho kabhi nahi....phir bhi agar mainey kia tho  mujhe kuch yaadh kyu nahi hai....

<yea karan...kya kehraha hai...krithika aur roo ko tho yea bahut pyaar karta hai....mujhe kuch tho gadbad lag raha hai...mein ek baar undono se milungi tho shayadh kuch pata chal jaye...>

fir chaar mahino ke baadh bajarbatti achool lauti....aur har baar jab bhi mein maa ke baare mein kehne keliye jaata tha.....woh mujhsay ulta sawal karne lag jaati thi...ki mein itna kyu badal gaya....mujhay tho aisa nahi lagta...upar sey woh sonia prithvi aur uska gang...woh toh har baar kabab mein haddi bankar ghus jaate...sameer , shrishti yea bhi badal gaye jab inse ooncha to mujhay hi kehney lag jaate hai ki mein inpar badak jata hoon....

<arey sach hi tho kehrahe hei...tum tho kabhi bhi badak jaate tey...sameer tho bechare...mere khaatir tumhare paas...tumhare saath rehta tha>

mujhe sacche mein samajh nahi aaraha ki mein pagal hoon ya yea log....mein bhala inpar kyu badakuga....sabhi ek hi baat dovara rahe hain....par mujhe kuch yaad kyu nahi hai......aksar aajkal...mein jyaada sone laga hoon...aur jab uthta hoon tho...bahut bhaari sardard ke saath uthta hoon....ajeeb se sapne aate hai...jaise yea saare kehte hain na..lagbag waise hi....aur ek dum weak bhi feel karta hoon...pata nahi kya horaha hai...

<karan ney yea jho bhi likha hai...issay tho lagta hai ki yea jo bhi karta hai...iske bas mein nahi hai....aur karne ke baad iske hosh mein nahi hai...magar yea sab kaisay ho sakta hai....ajeeb sapne...sardard..weak se feel karna...kuch tho gadbad lag raha hai....par kya...jo bhi hai...theek jarur nahi hai...>

bajarbatti bhi mujhsay baat nahi karthi thi...ab mere saath sirf sonia , prithvi , tapsee , monisha , aur sherlyn baat karte hai...kitne baar koshish ki maine....magar preeta baat karthi hi nahi thi...fir thode din baad baat karna tho dur....mere taraf dekhti bhi nahi thi...shrishti aur sameer say poochney ki kodhish ki tho woh bhi mujhsay baat karne ko taiyaar nahi tey...

<hum taiyaar nahi tey....tum nahi tey...woh bandar prithvi...mujhe chune ki koshish ki wajah sey mein itna royi....shrishti tumsay kehney keliyea mujhe bhi le aayi magar tum ho ki ....humsay baat bhi nahi karna chaahtey tey....balki woh jagli billi ke muh say humney suna tha...par yaha tumney aur kuch hi likha hai....karan humney jo dekha...hummarey saath jo bhi hua....tum tho kuch aur hi keh rahe ho....>

aur fir...hum abh 7th say 8th class jaane waale the...preeta tho baat karne ka naam hi nahi le rahi....par woh mujhe harbaar support karti hai.....sameer ke zariyea....saara projects notes complete kar deti...acche se samaj rakha hai ki mein yea sab kabhi poora nahi karoonga...magar mein bhi kam nahi hoon jo usse laga ki sameer ke zariye bhejney say mujhay uska pata nahi chalega...

<tho aur kya karti...tumney yaha jo bhi likha hai....mujhay kuch bhi samj nahi aaraha kya horaha hai...magar jo bhi tumney kia uske baad shristi ney to tumhare zikr karney say bhi mana kardiya...>

aakhirkaar bade mushkil say preeta ke wajah se mein 9th class pahunch gaya...warna mein acche say jaanta hoon mein tho 8th mein hi apna naiyya doba leta...fir do mahashay aaye....mere sautan bankar...rishab aut ritwik..

<'sautan!!! karan tum bhi na.....ab tum indono ko sautan kyu samajh betey..'>

pehle hi yeah preeta mujhay dekhti tak nahi thi upar say yeah dono aagaye....abh tho preeta poori tarah badal chuki thi....itna ki humare class mein ussay lekar do theen log hasi mazak karne lag gaye....aur woh mere kaan mein pad gaya...fir kya unke muh to diye...

<yea kab hua....karan yaar yeah tumhara diary entry hai ya...koi raaz ka pustak...itne saare jatke kyu de rahe ho....aur tum gussay mein unka itna akad utar di thi...magar ridhab ko lagha ki tum aisay hi kisisay jagadrahe  te...>

mein yaha...uske liye jagadh raha tha....waha woh...bajarbatti...us rishab ko...rishab 'ji' aur woh rishab is bajarbatti ko....preeta 'ji' bulake hasi mazak kar rahe tey....mujhe toh woh rishab utna accha bhi nahi  lagta ta...ek dum fattu lagta tha par...yea miss mental tho...bas uski hi tareef....bada intelligent samajhta tha kudhko....kabhi cricket khelney tho ayea tab tho iske chakke chudaunga...

<yea bajarbattu...ise rishab say aisy kya dushmani...i mean rishab agar karan ko galat samjhe tho mein samaj sakthi hoon kyunki unhone pehle baar hi karan ko jagate hue dejha....magar yea tho bewajah itna gussa kar raha jaise rishab ney ussay kuch keemthi cheen liya ho..>

har baar preeta ke aage peeche ghoomta rehata hai....aur yeah bajarbatti bhi kuch nahi kehti....kabab mein haddi banney ka tho mano uspar bhoot sawar gaya hai...

<yea bajarbattu bhi kitna jalta hai...ab rishab mera accha aur saccha dost hai tho saath rahega...usme kya badi baat>

ek din mein school late pahunch aur woh bajarbatti bhi culturals ke practice mein thi....bahut mann kiya use dekhney ka....khudh hi car ka tyre puncture karke uske gaadi mein gaya....

<oh teri...yeah to no.1 natankibaaz hai....ab pata chala yea aur shrishti ek saat itne jachtey kyu hai...aur yeah jalli ney jho kaha tha ki...karan mere liye gaadi mein aaya..woh to sach nikala>

aur waha wo bajarbatti us rishab ke bagal mein beti hui thi....woh rishab mujhe bula ke uske saamney bitakar khud us bajarbatti ke saath fir baith gaya...

<aur kya karta...uska jagah tha tho wahi baitega na....gussa tho aisay horahe ho jaisay tumhare god mein baith gaya>

upar say....jalte aag mein ghee dalne ke tarah yea bajarbatti....has - has ke pagal kar rahe thi...woh bhi us fattu ke jokes mein...jo ki itne lame the...ki pooch kar hasna padhta hai..ki hasu ya nahi...

<yea shayadh isiliyea ghur raha tha...main jaanthi hoon jo rishab kehraha tha...woh itna comedy nahi tha magar utna bura bhi nahi jitna yea keh raha hai....aur ab mere hasney say bhi isse problem hone lagi hai kya??>

uske hasne say mujhe problem nahi hai...balki mai khudh nahi chaahta ki woh hasi kabhi kho jaye....woh hasti hai tho bahut khoobsurat lagti hai...magar us hasi ka kaara woh fattu tha...isiliyea

<blushes....abh...yea bhi na...kuch jyaada hi...>

jaate jaate sach kahu toh...woh fattu bhi mujhe accha lagne laga...par ha iskeliyea main apne bajarbatti ko tho nahi doonga

<isne mujhe koi cheez samj rakha hai kya...keh raha hai ki mai apne bajarbatti ko nahi doonga....pagal hai yea....issay bhala mujhe kon cheen raha hai?>

fir mujhsay raha nahi gaya...bajarbatti say jakar meiney seedha seedha keh diya ki woh us rishab say dur rahe...aur usney mujhsay reason maanga...arey aur kya...mainey bhi keh diya ki mujhay accha nahi lagta..

<accha nahi lagta(mimics him)   tumhey accha na lage tho main baat kyu na karoon ???mann tho kia wahi muh pe boldu ki uska un jagli billi....woh pagal dien....woh chudai...jo mini zoo ko apne saath ghoomata hai....unse iska baat karna mujhe bhi accha nahi lagta...>

uski itni himmat ki woh waha say bina kuch bole chali gayi....fir ek week ke baadh class mein pata nahi konsay jaanwar ney afga phela di ki mein aur bajarbatti ek doosre say pyaar karte hai...mein itne din soch raha ta ki...kabhi na kabhi hum ek doosre say fir baat karenge...pehli tarah...mujhe meri babydoll waapis mil jayegi...magar yeah jo class ka mahol hai na...isse dekh kar tho....umeedh toot hi gaya...thodey der baad bajarbatti mujhse baat karne aayi...magar mujhe kuch yaadh nahi hai ki maine kya bola...bas....sonia ney itna kaha ki preeta ney mujhe saare ke saamne chata mara aur chale gayi....

<yea tho kuch aur hi likh key rakha hai isney...us chudail ki tho aisay ki taisy...ab tho jab issay agli baar milungi tho woh din isse yaadhgaar banake chodungi...>

ab ussay chata maarna hi tha...tho theek hai...agr aur koi hota tho mein ussay kya karta mein khudh nahi jaanta....magar babydoll....mein bas ab yeah jo bhi hua hai na....uske peeche mera koi haath nahi hai....yahi samjadoon ussay tho sabsay badi baat hai....uske baadh babydoll ko mein uska punishment doonga...

<mein jaanthi hoon karan iske peeche tumhara koi haath nahi hai....aur kaash aisa koi chamatkaar ho jaye ki tumhe bhi us din jo bhi tumne mere baare mein bola woh sab pata chal jaaye...>

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bye...

with love...sindya!!