The Fight

ये मेरी कहानी का तीसरा भाग है........
दूसरे भाग के लिए देखें...

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Once all of us went to our respective native place for Diwali vacation …it was a long vacation...

Karan was the first among us to return from home…he called us and gave a bad news about order to vacant the flat immediately by Amit ….exactly I don’t know what the matter was, Karan was saying   its due to delay in rent…..but I couldn’t believe that this was the reason for which Amit would have asked us vacant the flat….somehow my hear felt that the reason was Nisha…had Karan caught? Anyone from our neighbor told any thing about us? but I was not sure ,these were just  guesses….but the truth was we had to leave the flat….the 99k…where we enjoyed the best moment of 3^rd and 4^th semester…..

Karan  said that  he was searching flat in same locality…trying to find a good flat in same area….he was taking help of our juniors....For  especially students ,its very difficult to find a good flat in a good locality in Indore...but it was our good luck again and he found a flat  in same row where our juniors were living.......Karan shifted there with all bags and baggage....I reached there in morning of 14 nov.....Karan was there to welcome me...After seeing the flat I was quite disappointed...there were not a single facility like 99K....

We have to pull water form an underground tank like well...the room were small  even the toilet was also not good.....so I can say it was a very average flat as compared to the 99K....

One of our junior Rampal was sleeping on bed....he was in 1st year....from Satna...son of a farmer...In MP it is popular a saying “3 akshar ka Satna, sonch samjh kar fasna     "

Hearing Noise of Auto, he opened his eyes and to saw me...wished me good-morning and slept again....I took bath and then put water on gas to make tea...and turn on the radio....93.4 FM radio mirchi(which is hot as they said ---Radio Mirchi 93.4 FM….its hot)…that day its proved.......one of the chartbuster of that time  started  playing in full volume in hot radio mirchi...... While enjoying the song I came out to call Karan to brought  breakfast.......suddenly a guy from neighboring flat, came inside our flat , without  asking  any permission he turned off the radio... and then gave me an angry look...... Karan asked me why I turned off the radio.....I pointed to him that it was this unknown...He asked what happened...I said, "I think it’s a noise problem"....I didn't know what happened to that person, after listening to  my words.....he started shouting n abusing....

I was aghast...didn't know what to do.....within 5 minutes there where approximate 20-30 people of my poll ,all of them  were screaming and shouting......due to all this chaos poor Rampal woke up...

One of the guys abused and pushed me; seeing this Rampal landed a punch on that guy’s face.....his face was full of blood..... On seeing their guy beaten by a student, the mob attacked us all      .....we were 7 guys--me and Karan with 5 juniors, they had come to our rescue after hearing noise.....and 25-30 people were on the opposite side.... the air was polluted with abuses of mother-sister and other slangs......each of us was taking on 2-4 guys from opposition .....our flat became a mini-krukshetra and either we were beating someone from the other gang or getting beaten by someone from them......

Because we were students so were not too worried of any police complaint. We were too young and charged up to think about all that…. but the opposition were grown-ups from well settled families with a reputation to protect, but obviously we also didn't want to get into any police case.....So soon the fight stopped....As I told I was little bit mature than other guys. So I took the first step...and said sorry to all and promised for no louder music in near future which is what they wanted to listen...and after a big drama they returned to their home....

न मै दीवाना कहती हूँ

किसी अनजान होनहार और कुमार विश्वास जी के अद्भुत प्रश्नशक के द्वारा रची हुई
सुंदर कृति .......


न मै दीवाना कहती हूँ न तो पागल समझती हूँ
तेरी यादो को इन पैरों की अब पायल समझती हूँ
हमारे दिल की दूरी घट नहीं सकती कभी क्यूंकि
न तुम मुझको समझते हो न मै तुमको समझती हूँ

मोहब्बत एक धोका है मोहब्बत एक फ़साना है
मोहब्बत सिर्फ ज़ज्बातों का झूठा कारखाना है
बहुत रोई हैं ये आँखें मोहब्बत की कहानी पर
तभी तो जानती हैं कौन अपना और बेगाना है

समय की मार ने आँखों के सब मंजर बदल डाले
ग़म-ऐ-जज़्बात ने यादो के सारे घर बदल डाले
मै अपने सात जन्मो में अभी तक ये नहीं समझी
न जाने क्यूँ भला तुमने भी अपने स्वर बदल डाले

ये सच है की मेरी उल्फत जुदाई सह नहीं पायी
मगर महफ़िल में सबके सामने कुछ कह नहीं पाई
मेरी आँखों के साहिल में समुन्दर इस कदर डूबा
बहुत ऊंची उठीं लहरें पर बाहर बह नहीं पाई

एक ऐसी पीर है दिल में जो जाहिर कर नहीं सकती
कोई बूटी मेरे दिल के जखम अब भर नहीं सकती
मेरी हालत तो उस माँ की प्रसव-पीड़ा से बदतर है
जो पीड़ा से तो व्याकुल है मगर कुछ कर नहीं सकती

बहोत अरमान आँखों में कभी हमने सजाये थे
तेरी यादो के बन्दनवार इस दर पर लगाये थे
तुम्हारा नाम ले लेकर वो अब भी हम पे हस्ते है
तुम्हारे वास्ते जो गीत हमने गुनगुनाये थे !!

तुम्हारे साथ हूँ फिर भी अकेली हूँ ये लगता है
मै अब वीरान रातों की सहेली हूँ ये लगता है
न जाने मेरे जज्बातों की पीड़ा कौन समझेगा
मैं जग में एक अनसुलझी पहेली हूँ ये लगता है

इस दीवानेपन में हमने धरती अम्बर छोड़ दिया
उनकी पग रज की चाहत में घर आँगन छोड़ दिया
कुछ कुछ जैसे मीरा ने त्यागा अपना धन वैभव
कान्हा की खातिर ज्यूँ राधा ने वृन्दावन छोड़ दिया

ये दिल रोया पर आंसू आँख से बहार नहीं निकले
हमारे दिल से तेरी याद के नश्तर नहीं निकले
तुम्हारी चाहतो ने इस कदर बदनाम कर डाला
किसी के हो सके हम इतने खुशकिस्मत नहीं निकले