Humari life mein kitni hi cheezo ka end nhi hota. Kitni hi cheeze aadhi adhuri rah jati hai. Kuch cheezo ka reason hum life ke end tak search karte hai, aur kuch cheeze bina reason ke humare saath chalti rahti hai.
I am also finding the reasons of existence of so many things in life since my childhood. Kisi se suna hai main ne ki "Insaan apni samjh se cheezo ko samjhta hai, dusro ki samjh se nahi". To kya yeh zaruri nahi ki hume humari samjh ka daiyraa badhana chaiye. Give more space to your thinking to get more broaden.
I narrated a story on this blog some times back about some mischievous things happened around. So many things are left unrevealed yet. Let's hear the exception part of the story from the lead character of that tale.
I was 14 years old when I came across with that incident. Bahut hi ajeeb hu main, yu to kayi cheeze bhul jati hu aur kayi cheeze bina matlab ke yaad rah jati hai.
Ab Ranakpur jana pehle jaisa nahi raha tha mere liye. It sounds strange and weird ki khud ke Grandparents ke ghar jana, ek 14 saal ki ladki ke liye itna alag bhi ho sakta hai. Kuch to tha jo change hua tha. Shayad mujhme ya phir......
Bas yahi sochti rahi mai Ranakpur se aane ke baad. Ek to bade hone ke nuksaan mujhe zayda lagte hai. No fun when bachpana no more exists in our life. May be my life is also becoming boring.
Ab Ranakpur jana bhi kam hone laga tha, sirf saal me ek baar. Kabhi Kabhi Daddy chale jate hai Dada Dadi ka haal puchne, but hum sabka saath me jana kam ho gya tha.
Yaha city mein meri life dhasu chal rahi thi. School, friends, studies sab sahi tha. Dheere Dheere bhulne lagi thi mai un daring dino ko jab bina matlab ke teer maare the mai ne Ranakpur mein.
Dekhte hi dekhti time kaise itni jaldi flow hone laga, pata hi nhi chala. I appeared for AIEEE this year and mera result aaya hi tha. I was happy because finally Mujhe apni freedom milne wali thi :D
Mai kuch dino me Karnataka shift hone wali thi, so my father thought to go Ranakpur before I go for my further studies. When I came to know ki hum Dada ji ke ghar ja rahe hai, I was like " lo bhai.. lag gyi lanka".
Apni life me aage badhne se pehle hume thoda sa peeche jaker dekh hi lena chaiye to realise ki from where we belong to and what driven us to reach where we are today. I guess sehat aur dimag ke liye yeh accha hota hai. Mujhe to bada motivation milta tha. So hum Ranakpur ke liye nikle and finally the journey started. Vahi galiyan, vahi rivers ( agree that all are dried), vahi cows and their gobar, vahi dogs and their unwanted barks and more importantly vahi humari Kothi. Awwhhh God, I am gonna miss this place.
Ab kyunki mai apne ghar se bahut dur ja rahi thi, to poori family ka get together hua, I guess you might have understood by now why :D
Jinse milne ka mujhe bilkul maan nhi tha vo log bhi mujhse milne aa rahe the in this unplanned get together.
We finally reached our gaon. Alag hi level ka tashan hota hai jab hum gaon pahuchte hai tb. I went to my room to get freshen up. Took a shower for around an hour, vo kya hai na humare yaha mitti bahut udti hai. June ka month tha and it burns in Rajasthan. I wore the dress, after that I put on the AC and finally took my old photo album. I sat on my favourite place and started turning the pages of album. Old memories you know. Accha lagta hai mujhe purane albums dekhna. Vaise bhi saare log sham tak aane wale the and we reached in afternoon. So thought of enjoying my space. But mujhe kya pata tha ki vo photo album meri life ke purane panne vapus khol dega.
I turned the 10th page of album and I couldn't believe on my eyes what I saw. Main ne usi ladke ko ek photo me dekha jise kitne saal pehle us room se bhagane me help ki. And saw those two girls in another pic. I was like what the hell. Yeh kya hai. Is album ko mai ne bahut baar dekha tha but unhe kabhi is tarah se dhyan se nhi dekha. That boy was standing with my Dada ji and all other men in our house. And those two girls were standing with my dadi. Agar yeh sab sach tha to un logo ka yaha band kyun kiya tha ???
Samjhme nahi aa raha tha ki Ranakpur mere liye humesha Question Mark kyun ban jata hai. Pichle janam me detective this shayad, but is janam me to nhi hu phir yeh sab kyun?????
Apne room me aate waqt I didn't see to another corner of that floor, vahi dusra kamra, the another jharokha visible from my room. Ab to us taraf dekhne se bhi ajeeb lagta tha. Evening me everyone came and I was sitting in my room only. All my cousins came to my room and we started our all time panchayat. Sham ki aarti hone ke liye we started to go down to mandir. Jab mai apne room se nikal rahi thi tab opposite corner ki taraf nazar padi. Vaise insaan ki kisi bhi umar me fatt sakti hai. Us room ka door was not locked anymore.
we are very badnasib when we can't enjoy our own family time jab dimag me bhasad ho. But why me ??
Raat me hum saare cousins neeche wale chowk me sone ka plan kar rahe the. After long time, this kind of thing gives us an ultimate pleasure. Bahut saare mattress chowk me daale, bade bade fans vo bhi pani wale. Kya din the vo bhi, but mera dimag kahi aur hi tha. Jab bhi hum aise sote the tab humare dadji hume stories sunate the, aur us raat unhone ek story sunai jisne mujhe majboor kar diya us case ko investigate karne pe jiska mujhse koi vasta na tha. Tragic movies ki tarah meri raat sannatte me guzri.
Ab kyunki raat me acche se neend nhi aayi thi , so its but obvious I got up early. I am fond of dawn so I just climbed up to the terrace aur aankhe band karke baith gyi. Theek 10 min. baad I heard a noise, YES it was a NOISE. Ek minute ke liye laga ki saare ghar wale jag gaye and they have started talking. In some families shouting gets considered talking sometimes.... Actually all the time. I stood up and went near the wall to peep down and it was complete silent. I thought mere kaan baje rahe hai , aur mai vapus same jagah jaker baith gayi. Aur uske baad jo hua , I just lost trust on my eyes.
It was from that room on the third floor, the mysterious room. Uska darwaza khula hua tha and one by one white A4 size paper us room se nikal nikal kar mere room ke darwaze pe stack banane lage. This nazara lasted for about 10 sec in front of my eyes, kyunki uske baad I screamed and I realised that I was in a dream. I was still on my mattress along with my cousins. I just freaked inside out.
Uthne ke baad I went to my room, aur jaate jaate us room ki taraf ek nazar daalti gayi. Sab sahi lag raha tha. After breakfast, I sat with that album and saw those pictures again. I decided to ask my Daddy about that boy and the other two girls. Mere papa bhi to the us bande ke saath pic mein. Aur meri investigation finally start ho gayi.
Din ka time tha, aur mere father ke aas pass koi nahi tha, so it was good time to ask. I went to him and without any other 2nd question, I asked that who are these people. He went to in complete silent mode for about 30 sec, aisa laga jaise Daddy vaha hai hi nhi. He was in shock because he couldn't excuse me by saying that he doesn't know. After 30 sec, he told me that these 3 were our family members. Then I asked where are these people now and why we haven't met them ever? Why we don't know them if they are family members. And then my father looked at me and said , they WERE our family members and I was like ......... have these people died after I made them run from here? Were they got in trouble again? What was the issue? And like these, many questions were running across my mind.
Ab samjh nahi aa raha tha ki kisse puchu ki yeh kon log the. Then I decided to go to my grandmother to ask because vo 2 girls ki pic unhi ke saath thi. Meri dadi ne jab album ki pic ko dekha, unhone dekhte hi album band kar diya, and threw it away, along with this she asked me also to be away from this album, basically she wanted to me not to enter my legs inside this mud. Sab kuch bahut complicated hota ja raha tha. Samjh nhi aaya ki shuru kaha se karu.
From then, till 2 days I looked at mysterious room's door from another corner of 3rd floor in the evening. Ek thought yeh bhi aaya ki kisi cousins se puchu koi in logo ko janta hai kya. Phir laga ki kaise kisi ko pata hoga kyunki vo pics jo mai ne dekhi thi, bahut purani thi, shayad mere parents ki wedding se pehle ki. Kisi ko shayad hi pata hota. And I decided to enter in that room. Problem yeh thi kab entry maaru. Din me sabhi log jaage hue rahte hai aur raat me enter karne ki himmat nhi thi aur tabhi mujhe laga ki evening aarti ka time will be best to enter. Everyone will be busy except me.
It was summers so days used to be long. Aarti ke time bhi andhera nhi rahta tha. So it was Tuesday evening when I decided to enter Wednesday evening. Next day, I was waiting for evening aarti time and I was scared too about it.
Sham ho chuki thi aur 7 bajne mein sirf 10 min baki the. Main apni dadi ke pass baithi hui thi ground floor pe. Ghar ki saari ladies aarti ki tayari kar rahi thi and baki sab evening shower lekar mandir me enter hone lage the. Mai third floor pe jane ke liye ready thi along with hanuman chaalisa. Mujhe samjh nhi aa raha tha ki main yeh sab kyun kar rahi thi. But meri curiosity mujhse yeh sab karnaame karwa rahi thi.
I reached on third floor and I saw ki us mysterious room ki lights were ON and that door was open. Poora door open tha. Mujhe laga ki kisi ko mere plan ke baare me pata to nhi lag gaya tha, but it was strange. I didn't tell to anyone about my plan. Phir andar kon tha?????
Somehow dheere dheere karke I entered in that room. And I was like .... OH MY GOD... That room was soooooo beautiful. The most stunning place of our kothi. I couldn't get my eyes off from the wall which was full of photographs. It was full of our family pics. Aur un pics me mujhe us ladke ki pics bhi dikhi and I couldn't believe but I was there too in those pics. I was just about months old and he was carring me in his arms and the other two girls were holding my cheeks. Yeh sab dekh ke mujhe bhutiya feeling ho rahi thi. Kon the yeh log?
All of a sudden I realise ki us room me koi aur bhi tha mere alawa. Idhar udhar dekha to mujhe koi dikhayi nahi diya. Jharokhe ke peeche se awaz aayi. Jhorakhe pe curtain laga hua tha. Koi baitha tha vaha. Kaise jaakr dekhu samjh nhi aaya. I got frightened. Himmat hi nhi hui ki jake check karu ki kon tha waha. Jaldi se use room se bahar aa gayi and I went to another side. I hid myself behind the wall to see who was there. And then my eldest cousin came out of that room and she was weeping. I was like... out of no where ... what the hell she was doing there? Did she know anything about that room and the secret? Will be it good if I would ask her about all those what I saw??
She was the same cousin who used to sleep with me jab mai ne kuch saal pehle karnaame kiya the.
Hum dinner karne baithe. I asked her to sleep with me in my room. She agreed to it. Raat me cousins se baat karte karte kayi purani yaadein taaza ho jaati thi. Khana khane ke baad thodi der walk ki and then we all went to our rooms. I was waiting for my cousin to come. After half an hour she came with pani ki bottle, mosquito repellent and what not. Yeh saari badi behne bahut hi caring hoti hai.. but us waqt mujhe care ki nhi .. information ki zarurat thi.
Ab direct baat to nhi start kar sakti thi to I did faltu ki idhar udhar wali bakvas with her for an hour and then there was a pin drop silence for a minute. Phir meri cousin achanak boli " Nandini, mujhe pata hai ki tum mujhse kuch puchna chahti ho aur isiliye tumne mujhse aaj yaha sone ke liye kaha. Mai vaha thi jaha tum kuch dhundhne aayi thi, Mai tab bhi vahi thi jab tumne un logo ko bhagane mein help ki thi, I am the whole soul witness of that incident." Yeh sab sunke mai unse kya puchti, ab to mujhe meri cousin me se bhutiya feeling aane lagi thi. Kyun bula liya unko bhi :(
I asked her " Santushti jija, agar aapko pata tha to aapne mujhe kuch kaha kyun nhi? Dada ji ko yeh baat kyun nhi batayi? Aap un logo ko pehle se janti thi kya?" She saw me for a while And then The tale of unknown souls began.
Santusthi started the story -----
Jab Raajao ke raaj hua karte the to ek Raaja ki kayi raaniyan hoti thi, usi tarah humare Great Grandfather ki bhi 2 shaadiyan hui thi. Unki pehle wife humari great grand mother thi and the other lady was ek humari great grand mother ki daasi ( a fellow who came along with her in her marriage). Unki dusri wife ke baare me humare gaon me kisi ko bhi nhi pata tha. Infact hum cousins ko bhi nahi.
She was beautiful lady. Jab humare great grand parents ki marriage hui thi tab vo lady unke saath aayi thi. Shaadi ke 5 saal baad jab mere dadji and his brother born, tab bahut bada function hua tha humare gaon me. That function lasted for about 4 days. Un 4 dino ke baad jab saare mehmaan chale gaye tab pata laga ki vo lady ( her name was Bhanwarani sa) was missing. Sab log unhe dhundhne lage. 2 din baad vo Ranakpur ke pass 90 km dur ek jagah bahut hi miserable condition mein mili. She was brutally harassed by some men. Unhe ghar laya gya and then she found expecting after some months.
To keep her away from this blur, our great grand father married her and sent her to a safe place where she can raise her children. For delivery, she came to our gaon, and because there were lot of complications in her pregnancy, she passed away after giving birth to twins ( one boy and one girl). One in them was so weak and he died too after some months.
Humare Gaon me sabko lagta tha ki Bhanwarani sa ki shaadi kisi aur jagah ho gayi thi aur kyunki vo humare ghar ki ek member jaisi thi to humare ghar me unke saare kam hote the. Duniya ke nazro me sacchai ka frame kuch aur hi tha. Ab humare great grandfather ke 3 sons the, aur ab ek girl thi , unki dusri wife se. Even though she was not his blood, he decided to raise her like his child. Lekin blood relations aur non-blood relations me difference dikhne lagta hai, phir chahe hum kitna hi us difference ko khatam karde.
Bhanwarani sa ki beti (her name was Pravasni) humare Dadaji ki Sister thi, yani humari Bhua dadisa.
She was about 13 years old jab unki shaadi ke liye ladkha dekha ja raha tha but nobody knew that she was in love with a boy. Vo yeh baat kabhi kisi ko bol nhi payi. Humare yaha love marriage jaisi cheeze kabhi sahi nhi maani jaati thi, aur us zamane me to pata nhi how this all used to be considered who knows.
Unki shaad ek ladke se fix ho gayi thi and a day before marraige she left the house. Humare family bahut hi struggling period se nikli un dino.
After years, in one morning, our dadaji found three small kids (one boy and the two girls) sitting on our door wearing torn clothes, bare foots, holding a potli. The boy, his name was Bhawani, came forward and gave a paper to my Dadaji. It was a letter from his sister Pravasni. It was written " I feel guilty for the folly what I did years back. I went through lot of hell. These 3 kids are my grand children, please look after them. I will not be in this world by the time when you will read this letter. Sorry for everything. These three children have no other way to go. " Humare Papa logo ki generation ko bhi is kahani ka pata nhi tha jab tak yeh 3 bacche unke ghar na aaye. Our Dada ji told this tragic story to his children aur unhe bola ki decide karlo ki kya karna hai in 3 baccho ka.
Kahte hai ki time bahut badi cheez hai, saare zakham bhar deti hai, kayi purani yaadein mita deti hai. Lekin humare Dada ji ke saath aisa nhi hua. Unhe sab kuch yaad tha. Vo apne father ki bebasi aur vo time jo Pravasni dadisa ne unke father ko diya, kabhi na bhul sake.
Saari kahani sunne ke baad sabne decide kiya ki yeh 3 bacche humare ghar me hi rahenge and they will grow along with others. Humare fathers college me the jab yeh 3 bacche unke ghar aaye.
Dheere dheere time guzra lekin mere Dada ji ka ghussa unki behan pe kabhi khatam na hua aur yahi cheez un 3 baccho pe nikalti thi. Humare parents ki shaadi ho chuki thi aur humari generation started to evolve. Dada ji ne unke liye bahut kuch kiya lekin unse acche se kabhi baat nhi ki. Gaon me un 3 ki baatein hone lagi thi. Pravasni dadisa ko humara gaon janta tha but no one knew yeh 3 unke hi grand children hai. Vo 3 humari family me bahut hi ghul mil gaye the. Sab log unhe chahte the.
Lekin gaon me kuch log aise bhi the jinhe unki sachai ka pata lag gaya tha. Unhone un 3 bhai behno ke kaan bharne start kar diye against our family. Dadaji ka rude behavior dekh kar aur dusro se alag tarah se pesh aane ka chalan dekh kar, ve 3 bhai behn turned out to be rebellious. Unhe lagne laga ki unki Dadi ke saath humare Dada ji ne accha nahi kiya. Aur phir kuch saalo mein tables turned around.
Nafrat insaan ko andar se ek dum khokla kar deti hai. Kuch nhi bachta uske andar. Yahi hua un 3 bhai behno ke saath. They planned to murder our Dadaji along with other people. Lekin unhi ka plan unpe bhari padd gaya. Those 3 died in vain. Unki death kaise hui, yeh aaj tak hume bhi nhi pata. Lekin Rajasthan ke gaon me totka bahut hota hai. Their souls couldn't find peace. They became so powerful and one day their soul entered inside this house. Kayi mahino tak samjh nhi aaya kisi ko ki chal kya raha hai. A well known family went to debt all of a sudden. Itne bade businesses people were about to come on the road. Phir kahi se pata laga ki yeh 3 souls hai jo humare ghar me hai. Phir unhe 4-5 mahino ki pooja se ek kamre me band kiya. Vo kamra jisme tum aaj sham me gayi thi Nandini. Unhe yahan band isliye kiya gaya kyunki jo itne saal purani galat fami unke dimag me ghar kari hui thi, use nikalna bahut zaruri ho chuka tha. Jab koi soul vapus usi jagah jati hai jaha vo kabhi raha karti thi, is a very dangerous sign. Vo room bahut beautiful sirf unhi ke liye banaya gaya tha.
Kya tum janti ho Nandini, you were so close to Bhawani. I was about 5 years old, when you born. Bhawani zayda bolta nhi tha, lekin jab tumhara janam hua tab he was so happy. He used to say ki uski soul tumse connect hoti hai. Tumhe dur se dekhte hi khush ho jata tha.
Yaha unki souls band hui to make them realise what they did and to let them know the truth. Roz raat ko kuch aadmi aate the yaha, us room me jaate the and then they used to some things which used to give pain to their souls. Bhawani rone lagta tha. Use apni har bhool samjh aa gayi thi.
Whatever you did years back, I too tried to do so, lekin vo is ghar me koi bhi nhi kar sakta tha sirf tumhare alawa. Un bhai behno ki souls ko rest in peace hona tha tabhi you came on that diwali. Vo jo kuch bhi hua, everyone knows about it. You made them free. Bs difference itna tha ki tumhe kuch pata hi nhi tha Nandini, aur hum sab kuch jante the. Is ghar me Bhawani ki soul kisi ko visible nhi thi sirf tumhare alawa. Yeh baat mujhe us raat pata lagi jab tum paper se unse baat kar pa rahi thi.
Vo sab normal nahi tha Nandini. You were talking to someone who was dead. Jab tum city vapus chali gayi thi tab Bhawani tried to reach you, lekin bas vo tumhe isi ghar me dhundh sakta tha. Kyunki vo tumhari life ke baare me kuch nhi janta tha sivaye tumhare naam ke.
He wanted to talk to you it seems. Use yeh bhi pata tha ki tum yeh sab janne ke baad darr jaogi lekin phir bhi vo tumhe kuch kahna chahta tha. Bhawani, Sakshi aur Priya humare cousins the. Jinki life and death, both were miserable.
High class, lower class, untouchability... yeh sab norms duniya ne bana to diye but bahut se log aaj bhi in believes me life ki reality ko bhul jaate hai. Humare Dadaji unhe pareshan nhi karte the, unhe yaha isliye band kiya gaya, taki unke saath aur zulm na ho. Humare Dadaji kabhi bure nahi the. Unhone koi galat kam nhi kiya.
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Yeh kahani sunne ke baad I was out of my conscious. Jin logo ko mai ne dekha tha vo physical bodies nahi. OH MY GOD.... this was the craziest thing I have ever heard before. We talked about 2 hours and guess what was the time? It was fucking 2 AM aur mujhe vahi purana time yaad aa raha tha. Mai aur meri cousin ab tak soye nahi the. All of a sudden we felt that a strong wind knocked our door and something got slidden. We both got scared. Ek to raat me bhutiya baatein karne ke baad agar aisa kuch ho jaye to aapki susu ko bhi bahar nikalne se darr lagta hai. Mai aur jija, dono bahut darr gaye and we saw some white papers came into my room from the bottom space of the door and something was written. Darr ke maare room ki light tak switch ON nahi ki. Mobile ki flash lights ON ki aur vo paper uthaye and phir dono bed me mobile ki flash light me read karne lage. Sirf 3 shabd likhe the.
"WELCOME BACK NANDINI"
4 paper the aur sab pe yahi likha tha. Ab mujhe apne zinda hone pe bhi doubt hone laga tha. Yeh kya chal raha tha. Kaha se aaye yeh paper.Itni himmat nhi thi ki kisi vo choti window khol kar dekh lu ki bahar koi hai ya nahi. But hum dono chup chap so gaye. Raat bhar
Subah 6 baje kuch awaze aane lagi. Mai aur meri cousin uthe and went outside. Us mysterious room se saara samaan bahar ja raha tha. Some people came to clean the room. My Dada ji was also standing there. Then we went to our Dada ji and asked, what is all happening here? He said " I am gonna demolished this room. This room is no more required here." He came to know ki mujhe sachai ka pata lag chuka hai. I asked him " Itne saal tak kyun nhi karvaya yeh kam?" He said " Kuch cheeze wqat leti hai sahi hone me. Ab vo cheeze sahi hui hai to is room ki hume ab zarurat nhi."
Finally vo mysterious room and its secret was over. But mujhe aaj tak yakin nahi hua ki mai ne apni life me aatmao se baat ki.
Ab aisa koi adventure mujhe apni life mein nahi chaiye tha....
Un cheezo ko Mai ne vaisa hi chorr diya and I moved on in my life. Nahi chaiye the mujhe jawab, na koi saval. Ab bs mujhe apni life chaiye thi.... I stopped being detective after that night. The story telling lie. Unme kitna sach tha ya kitni banavat, I don't know.
Kyunki jo dikhta hai vo aadha sach hota hai... aur gam ki baat yeh hai ki jo dikhta hai vahi bikta bhi hai......... :)
