WIRAST MERI NAFRAT KA WAARIS CHAPTER 9 JAAL

WIRASAT: MERI NAFRAT KA WAARIS Chapter 9: "Jaal" ~_~_~ "Haath upar karo Shamsher." Samreen ki awaz mein jeet ka nasha tha. Us ke 4 aadmi banduqain taane kharay thay. Rashid ka sar jhuka hua tha. Sharm se. Ya dar se. Shamsher ne Zoya ko apne peechay kiya. Pistol ab bhi us ke haath mein thi. Lekin 4 banduqon ke samnay ek pistol kya thi? "Tu kya samajhti hai Samreen? Main haath upar kar dun ga? Shamsher Sikandar?" "Nahi." Samreen ne ek qadam agay barhaya. "Main chahti hun tu ghutnon pe aye. Jis tarah tune mujhe mandap mein sab ke samnay zaleel kiya tha. Aaj main tujhe teri biwi ke samnay zaleel karun gi. Aur phir... phir tujhe zinda chhor dun gi. Teri saza maut nahi hai Shamsher. Teri saza ye hai ke tu apni aulaad ko meri godi mein palta hua dekhe ga. Har roz." Zoya agay aayi. "Tum pagal ho. Ye bacha tumhara nahi hai. Tum isay haath bhi nahi laga sakti." "Haath?" Samreen ne Zoya ke pait ko dekha. "Main isay apna naam dun gi Zoya. Samreen Sikandar ka waris banay ga ye. Aur duniya ko pata bhi nahi chalay ga ke is ki asli maa kaun thi. Tumhari qabar pe phool bhi koi nahi charhaye ga." Haider wheel chair pe cheekh para. "Samreen! Khuda ka khauf kar. Ye meri beti hai. Is ke pait mein mera khoon hai." "Tera khoon?" Samreen ne usay dekha. Nafrat se. "Tera khoon ganda hai Haider. Tune mere baap ko marwaya. Gawahi de ke. Aaj main tera khoon mita dun gi. Teri beti se. Aur us ke bachay se." Us ne ek aadmi ko ishara kiya. "In dono ko alag kamron mein band karo. Shamsher ko basement mein. Aur isay... isay upar walay kamray mein. 9 mahinay. Bas 9 mahinay. Us ke baad Zoya Sikandar ki laash nadi mein milay gi. Khudkushi ka case ban jaye ga." Do aadmi agay barhay. Shamsher ne pistol ka rukh Zoya ki taraf kiya. Sab ki saansain ruk gayin. "Ek qadam aur barhaya..." Shamsher ki awaz barf jaisi thandi thi. "To goli pehle Zoya ko maray gi. Phir mujhe. Tu jeet jaye gi Samreen. Jaidad bhi le jana. Lekin waris... waris tujhe kabhi nahi milay ga. Kyunki Shamsher Sikandar apni cheezon ko toor deta hai... lekin kisi aur ko deta nahi." Zoya ne us ki aankhon mein dekha. Khauf nahi tha. Yaqeen tha. "Maar do Shamsher. Main mar jaun gi. Lekin is ke haathon zaleel nahi hun gi. Mera bacha... mera bacha azaad maray ga. Qaid mein nahi palay ga." Samreen ke chehray ka rang ur gaya. "Ruko! Goli mat chalana!" "Kyunki tu jaanti hai." Shamsher ne kaha. "Agar ye mar gayi... to bacha bhi gaya. Aur bacha gaya... to teri 5 saal ki planning mitti ho gayi. Bol? Banday peechay hatayein ya goli chalun?" Samreen daant pees ke reh gayi. "Peechay hato sab." Aadmi peechay hatay. Shamsher ne Zoya ka haath pakra. "Sun Samreen. Tu ne jaal bichaya. Mana. Lekin jaal mein sher bhi phans jaye... to shikari ko kha ke nikalta hai." Us ne ek pal mein Zoya ko kheench ke apne peechay kiya aur khirki ka sheesha tor diya. Kaanch ke tukray bikhar gaye. "Dour Zoya!" Wo daharra. "Bageechay ki taraf! Peechay wali deewar se kud jana! Main rokun ga inhein!" Zoya ne usay dekha. "Aur tum?" "Main Shamsher Sikandar hun." Us ne muskurane ki koshish ki. "Maut se purana rishta hai mera. Tu ja. Humara bacha... usay bachana. Yehi meri wafa hai. Yehi mera badla." Us ne Zoya ko dhakka diya. Zoya khirki se kood gayi. Neeche ghaas thi. Wo giri. Phir uthi. Aur bhaag pari. Pait pakre. Aansuon mein. Upar kamray mein goli chali. Ek. Do. Teen. Samreen cheekhi. "Pakro usay! Zinda chahiye! Mar gaya to sab khatam!" Shamsher ne ek aadmi ko goli maari. Doosray ko kursi de maari. Teesray ka gala daba diya. Lekin choutha... choutha peechay se aya. Aur us ke sar pe pistol ka butt maara. Andhera. Shamsher gira. Aakhri awaz Zoya ki thi. Door se. "Shamsher!!!" ~_~_~ 5 GHANTAY BAAD - NA-MAALOOM JAGAH Shamsher ki aankh khuli. Haath bandhay huay. Muh pe patti. Sar se khoon beh raha tha. Samnay Samreen khari thi. Haath mein tasveer. Ultrasound ki. "Teri biwi bhag gayi Shamsher." Us ne tasveer lehrai. "Lekin ye rahi. Tere bachay ki pehli tasveer. Rashid ne nikal li thi. Jab tu behosh tha. Ab ye bacha mera hai. Kyunki main jaanti hun... tu isay dhoonday ga. Aur jab dhoonday ga... to mere paas aye ga. Ghutnon pe." Us ne Shamsher ke zakhmi gaal pe haath phaira. "Dard ho raha hai na? Hoga. 5 saal se main bhi is dard mein jal rahi hun. Ab teri baari hai." Bahar... kahin door... Zoya bhaag rahi thi. Ek anjaan sadak pe. Pait pakre. Aansuon mein. Ek haath mein Shamsher ka roomal. Doosray haath mein us ke bachay ki zindagi. Jaal bich chuka tha. Ab shikaar kaun tha... aur shikari kaun... ye waqt bataye ga. Agla Chapter: 'Inteqaam'. Kya Zoya bach paye gi? Shamsher qaid se niklay ga? Comment mein 'FIGHT' likho agar Shamsher ko palat ke waar karna chahiye, 'HIDE' likho agar Zoya ko chhup jana chahiye.