at night, Culkatta GENAREL hospital,kolkata,rat k 12 baje.
TRING TRING....TRING TRING...are itni rat ko kiska phone hai?
ek lady early 50s ki.hospital mai ek sergury khatam karke ayi thi.cotton saree perfectly plated,side mai gold k broze,3 quter sleves blouse,apne write hand mai siver churyan aur left hand mai wrist watch,gale mai thetusscope latka hua.
lady: hellow...
sniffing sound.
lady: hellow kon bol rahe hai?
ttt.....tapur..
us lady ki dunya ruk jati hai.kuch bhi nahi socht pati hai vo..yeh awaz sunne k liye itne sal intezar karte aye hai.isi awz ko humesha sunne ki sapne dekhi thi vo,isi awaz ko itne saal tak sunne ko tarasti rahi.use yakin nahi ho raha ki yeh wahi hai.vo phir se confirm karne k liye puchti hai..
tupur: som????
som: sobbing....
tapur ki hothon pe ek smile aa gaya hai.akhe nam ho gaye hai.use barso bad vo sukun mila hai jisk liye vo tarasti rahi.ek bar som ki awaz sunne k liye.ek bar usk zuban se apni nam sunne k liye.per vo roo kyu rahe hai?
tupur: som...som aap ro rahe hai?kya hua?sub thik to hai na....som bolye...plz..
som: (sobbing) tapur....tttt....tum jaldi se aa jaw....plz....
dr.tapur das.ek mashur doctor.barso pehle mile ghaw aur galat fehmi k bhawar mai phasi vo tapur.kahi chize yad ati hai use.bondita aur usk beech mai jo galatfehmi hui thi jisk karan som se rishta tut gaya tha.siirf tapur ka dil hi nahi bhrosa bhi tuta tha,beheno ka pyar tuta tha,tapur ka admasamman tuta tha.bad mai batuk ka sach samne aya tab use pata chala.per usk aur rc parivar k beech duryan aa gayi.bondita ne bohut koshish kia per kuch nahi hua.tapur khud ko sabit karne mai apna dhyan lagayi.usk man mai barrister bondita ko takker dene k junoon jag utha.isiliye vo kuch karna chati thi.tabhi kari mehnat se usne parhai suru ki.aur ek mamuli dawa banane wali ladki se doctor tapur das ban gayi.har bar som k samne aur bondita k samne khud ho present karke use alag si khushi milne lagi.som ki usse bat chit band ho gayi thi.per bondita uski har jeet mai usse zyada khush thi.per tapur ka behaviour bondita k prati formal tha.itne salon mai tapur ne rc haweli mai aur nahi tulsipur ya krishnanager mai kabhi gayi hai.
tapur: (hesiatate) mai kaise...maaf karna som.
som: (sobbing) tttt.....tapur....bbb....boudi.....(cry)
tapur k hath se phone gir jati hai.vo shocked ho jati hai.
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in rc haweli..
pure haweli lavish tarike se saje hue hai.lighting,flowers,etc.hogi bhi kyu na akhir is ghar k malik aur malkin ki 50th marrage anivaersary ki party hai.
mallika: are kya kar rahe ho...come on.ise ase laagaw...are yeh phool yaha nahi...waha.
batuk waha se guzar rahe hai.aur usk uper vo phool gir jataa hai.
batuk: oh..god...whats this mallika???can't you see mai busy hun...
mallika: ager phool gir bhi jaye to kya ho gaya darling.pheka to maine hi hai na.(usk pas jate hui)
batuk: are you out of your mind malika??your a mother now.ek ladki ki ma ban gayi ho tum vo bhi shadi k layek ho gayi.ghar mai itna kam hai aur tumhe is wakt romance sujti hai.bacche bade ho gaye hai ghar mai bahu a gayi hai samjho kuch.
mallika: come on brc...such unromantic you are.dada aur didi ko dekho.awww....love birds.itne saal ho gaye abhi tak unk beech mai pyar kam nahi hua...and you...aghhhh
