Ishq ka Raang Safed Piya

5.Kalyug Ki Cinderella

"Ladoo"!.

"Kya Ladoo!".She exclaimed.

He could see her expressions didn't change with the mention of the name 'Ladoo',the way it could be and she was un effected by its mention,it means somewhere the phone call was not for her and he was somehow relaxed about it .

"Hey bhagwan kahin wo mewe(dry fruits)ke ladoo jo humne didi ke liye bana kar chauke(kitchen) me rakhe the wo aap itni raat ko andhere me chura kar chatt to nahi kar gaye?..".

"Prasuta(maternity) ke ladoo chura kar khane me aapko sharam nahi aayi...itna kya jeebh ke swad ka chaska hai aapko...chator chalak chor kahin ke!".She spoke looking at him in anguish.

"Pra..prasu..kya kaha tumne...what is this..haan ..Prasuta now?".He asked making faces.

"Kuch nahi...rehne dijiye...aap kabhi honge nahi prasuta to kya karna hai aapko jan kar...kaun sa aapko ladoo kha kar kahin bacche paida karne ka mann karne lagega".She spoke low but he heard it any way.

"kya bad bada rahi ho....aur ye jis lahje me tum baat krti ho na mujhse ..kisi ne aaj tak mazal hai jo aise baat ki ho mujhse...ladoo".He spoke ...as well as trying to understand and decode her and the  name calling over phone.

"wo humko kaise pata hoga ki kaun aapse kaise baat karta hai...aur na hi humko koi janne ka shaukh hai..aur ye kya ladoo ladoo laga rakha hai tab se...koi ladoo nahi dene wale hum aapko aur..".She blabbered.

Now he was sure the phone call was not for her...most probably. if not her??But then for whom it was?He was relieved but the feeling of protecting her was so strong that he just took her inside the staircase holding her hand in a tight firm grip in the dark cold night to talk but he didn't knew her heart was too cold for his any of his such gestures and answers he was seeking unknowingly from asking her .

"Shehnaaz!..Is someone troubling you?..If yes..you let me know!...dekho..ye duniya bahut kharab hai...yahan log ek dusre ka faiyda uthane ke liye hamesha taiyar rehte hai...".He was speaking when she interrupted him.

"Haath chhoriye hamara...Faida??... jaise aap utha rahe hai hamara?.".

"Kya ?".He frowned.

"Haan...haath chhoriye hamara...".She spoke eying at his strong grip on her wrist twisting her hands on his strong hold herself but failed to do so as he gripped her hands more.

"All I am saying is,if you are hesitant or not willing to share it with any of your family member then let me know in case someone is troubling you..duniya Sach me bahut kharab hai especially with the girls..".He spoke but was interrupted by her again.

"Mujhe pata hai ki duniya bahut kharab hai...mujhse accha koi kaise janega ye...aur aap hai kaun ..masiha?...ya koi jadugar ya fir kahin ke Rajkumar ho kaid me phasi mom(Wax) ki gudiya ko bahar nikalenge..aur jaan phoonk denge usme".

She spoke rudely twisting and pinching his hands by her nails now so that he loose the grip on her hands...but failed to do so as he held both her hands  in a death choking hold squinting his eyes but staring her keenly observing her and her expressions...her actions doing something to him....he wanted to know and understand her but he also failed to do so...to read her mind and heart both may be!.

"Aur tum kya ho ,wo rajkumari jiski jaan pinjre me band us tote me hoti hai...ya fir dukhi satayi hui Cinderella".He spoke back.

"Kaash!...hote hum Cinderella...par yahan koi farishta is roti hui Cinderella ko aadhi raat me neend se jaga kar chup karane nahi aayega ya...koi Rajkumar use sapno ki duniya ki sair karane bhi usko nahi aayega...kyonki us Cinderella ka pas naa hi acche sundar kapde hai aur na hi koi keemti joote,jinke chhoot jane par wo Rajkumar use doondhte hue wapas aayega sab chhor kar...hai to bas ek tooti phati se chappal jo zindagi uske mooh par roj marti hai aur yaad dilati hai ki ...chal uth 12 baje gaye hai...kaam pe lag ja...naya din shuru ho gaya hai sapne dekhna chhoro aur aski duniya me rehns seekho....par tumhari zindagi khud tumhari hai... kisi Rajkumar ki mohtaz nahi hai".She spoke looking into oblivion when he spoke...