"So Rahi ho, Miss Pune reject" His voice seems to be coming from far end ,still it reeled sense of life in her half-dead body. She wants to open her eyes but she feels like her body doesn't have enough energy left to lift her eyelids. Even her throat seems to be dry as if she hasn't spoken from the ages. Moreover she doesn't want to speak. Suddenly she doesn't want to see him either. What if there still is maniac glim in his eyes? What if ....?
She doesn't want to see .She wants to live in denial. She wants to forget the last day of her memory as if it never existed. She wants to believe that her Dabbu was the same as she thought him to be. Sweet, Caring, innocent yet brave and righteous.
"Naraz ho?" His voice again came to her .This time mixed with agony. Suddenly his face comes into range of her vision. The same face that she was used to see every morning of after her marriage. The same innocent face but carrying suffering in the eyes. She is almost on the verge to engulf him in her arms to mitigate whatever the pain he is going through.
But Isn't he the one who is reason for every pain? Even she has the strange throbbing of pain in her heart .
"Tumhara kaun sa Sach ...Sach hai .Wo Jise itne dino se mai jeeti hui aa rahi hu ya wo jise ek din jheela hai maine . Kya Jhuth hai Tumhara aur kya sach ? Kabhi Sach bola bhi kya tumne mujhse? Ya phir.....Tumhare kis roop ko haqiqat manu" She doesn't know if she has thinking or speak out aloud.
"Tumhe kis per yakin hai?" He asked. Tears rolled down from her eyes.
"Apne Dabbu per yakin rakhna chahti hu" She said with choked voice.
"To rakho, Ana" He speaks .
"Kaise?".She speaks ." Jo Meri Aankho ne dekha ,Jo maine suna , mujhe yakin rakhne nhi de raha hai"
"Har baar aankhon se dekha sach ho ye jaruri to nhi" He said. She looks away chuckling sarcastically.
"Har baar Sach aur bhram ke darwaze per kyu la kar khada kar dete ho" She asked , looking in his eyes. "Iss baar kaun sa sach hai tumhara? Maa Papa ko mar ....." She looks away with her eyes brimming with tears.
"Tumhe yaad hai wo din jab mujhse T.V toota tha" He speaks .She looks at him." Mai Mithai le kar bhaga tha tumhara " He speaks . She doesn't speak anything and he continues .
"Uss Mithai me DRUGS tha jisse humare lok me prisoners ko diya jata tha taki ..." He gulped." Taki unke cells me micro level per changes hone Lage aur wo aage ke process ke liye taiyar ho Jaye."
"Kaisa....Kaisa ... process..."She asked suddenly feeling afraid to hear .
"Prisoners per bahut sare scientific experiments hote the .Un experiments ke liye ye phela process tha. Jiss creature ne tumper attack kiya tha wo inhi experiments ka natiza tha " His voice was strained as if it is hurting physically to talk.
"Maa - Papa ne wo drugs le Li thi Anu" He said pressing her hand slightly .She ,then ,realised that he is holding it all the time.
"Drugs lene ke baad , experiment ke agle stage me energy infusion karna hota hai.Agar jald hi nhi hua to bahut dard hota hai, Anu." He speaks with choked throat ." Asehniye dard hota hai. Mai Maa- Papa ko uss dard me nhi dekh sakta tha."
"Mai Maa- Papa ko uss ...uss jaise creature me badalte nhi dekh sakta tha .Mai ussi din se janta tha mujhe unhe apne hatho se....." He looks away to hide his tears.
"Mai nhi kar sakta tha jab unki aankho me mere liye wahi pyar dikh raha tha. Maine koshish ki thi per meri himmat ne jawab de diya " He speaks without looking at him.
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TRUTH- AN ILLUSION
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