“Maine van ki jaali waali khidki ke bahar dhekha toh signal par do chhote bachche gaadiyon ke saamne kalabazi dhikha rahe the, unme se ek ladki apne nanhe haathon se ek phathi hui dhol baja rahi thi aur shayad uska bhai jiske shakal par ajeebo gareeb rang male hue the kalabazi kar raha tha. Logon ko apne pet paalne ke liye kya nahi karna padta… Maine khidki se nazar hatakar apne pairo ke nakhoono pe lage khoon ko dekha…..”
November 22
Kal bahut din baad dhoop nikli thi. Chhutti thi, isliye main balcony mein baithe garam garam elaichi ki chai ki chuskiyan le raha tha aur saath mein apne office ke fileon mein bhi nazar daura raha tha. Biwi maike gai hui thi isliye main apne ghar ka maalik tha. Raat ko aath baje boss ki shaadi ki saal girah ki party thi. Bahut daru pee lee thi. Ghar mein biwi nahi thi isliye socha mauke ka fayada uthaya jaye. Par baat kuch is tarah bigdi ki…. abhi tak afsos kar raha hun. Kal main nau baje boss ki party mein pahauncha. As usual boss ne yahan bhi nahi chhora mujhe. “Joglekar tum party mein bhi late aaye ho, aaj toh mujhe baksh dete?” Boss ne mujhe whiskey ka ek glass thamate hue kaha. Aaj ke baad kasam khatha hun office ki partyion mein, free ki daaru mile toh jyaada nahi peeyunga. Darsal chaar peg whiskey ke baad boss ki shirimati ji aayi mujh se milne, aur maine mazaak mein kaha “Are you sure boss ke saath aapki shaadi zabardasti nahi karwyi gayi? Aap itni badi bhool kaise kar sakti thee, and to top it all u are celebrating your twenty fifth anniversary?” Meri baat sunke boss ki shirimati ki aakhein fati ki fati reh gayi, phir unhone mazaak mein kaha “Ab kya bataun, main bhi kamsin ladki thi, inke baaton ke jhaanse mein aa gayi warna main aur inke saath shaadi…?” Unhone meri taraf aankh marte hue kaha. Mere boss ne meri taraf dhekha aur kaha” Joglekar why don’t you have your dinner and leave for your home. Biwi maike gayi hai iska matlab yeh nahi ki tum khulle saand ki tarah idhar udhar ghumo. It’s late, kal office bhi toh time se aana hai.”
November 26
Teen din se bahut busy tha, isliye likh nahi paya tumhe diary, badi ajeeb-o-gareeb samasya mein phas gaya hun. Tumhe toh pata hai ki main National Highways ke maintenance department mein hun,
taeis tarik ko boss ne mujhe apne cabin mein bulaaya, unke aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi, dus saal ki naukri mein boss ke aankhon mein jab jab chamak dhekhi hai tab tab apne aap ko lucknow ki mashoor bhool bhoolaiya jaise jhamelein mein paya hai, main kursi mein bhaith gaya aur boss ki taraf dhekhne laga. Boss Ustaad Alla Rakkhaa ki tarah apne table par tabla bajate hue aur meri taraf dekha aur muskurate hue kaha “ Joglekar yeh file dhekho,” Maine kaapte hue hathon se file kholi, mujhe laga
party mein jo hua uske baad boss mujhe shayad termination ki chithi thama rahe the. Mere file kholte hi boss ne bola “Suno NH 12 Jabalpur se Jaipur jaane waale raste mein ek chaukaane waali baat saamne aayi hai. Dhekho hum sabko yeh pata hai ki highway pe gaariyan taye kiye hue raftaar se chalti hain, jo ki sheharon ke raaston ke raftaar se bahut zyaada hoti hai, jiske chalte chothe chothe jantu, jaise kutte, billi ya gaaye jab raasta paar karte hain toh in gaadiyon ke neeche aa jaate hain. Yeh aam baat hai, par chaukane wali baat yeh hai ki NH 12 mein yeh accidenton ke mamle kam hai, yeh ek mystery hai, matlab achi baat hai accident kam hain , par kaise? Is the thing” Boss apni pipe mein tambakoo bharte hue bole “Joglekar tumko yeh pata lagana hai, agar koi solution wahan par hai ton main chahunga yeh baaki highways par bhi lagoo karwaya jaaye” Boss ne mujhe file di aur research karne ke liye kaha. Main samajh gaya ki boss ka yeh badla lene ka style hai. Matlab kya bevakoofi hai, kutte billi kahin kam mar rahein hain toh achi baat hai, kyun kam mar rahein ab issmein research karne ka kya hai. File haath mein lekar jab cabin se bahar nikal raha tha toh boss ne peeche se bulakar kaha “Suno agar tum yeh research karne mein fail hue aur koi solution nahi nikla toh yahan ek acha sa daaru ka thekha hai, paise le jaana aur apni naukri ke khone ke dard mein daaru kareed lena ok?” Khair Jabalpur highway mere ghar se 25 kilometere ki doori par tha par chaubis ghante nigarani rakhne ke liye maine highway ke paas hi kuch dinno ke liye ek ghar kiraye pe le liya, saath mein mera ek aur sahyogi bhi tha. Do din se yahin hun.
November 27
Kya pagalpanti hai, aaj teesra din hai kuch CCTV Cameron ke saath main aur mere sahayogi kisi jantu ke marne ka intezaar kar rahe the aur phir uska kya hota hai yeh jaan-ne ke liye bhaithe hue the. Humne jagah jagah raaston mein CCTV camere laga diye the, jiske footage dhekh dhekh kar humein taye karna tha ki aakhir maajra kya hai. Khair is bevakoofiyon ke liye mera daaru peena hi shayad zimmedaar tha. Isiliye phir se daaru peene ja raha hun.
November 29
Kal subhah ki baat sochkar hi ghin si mahsoos hoti hai, kismat achi thi ya buri mujhe pata nahi. Subhah kareeb gyarah baje ek kutte ka pilla pata nahi kahan se bhatakta hua aaya aur raasta paar karne laga, maine jab monitor mein dhekha toh ek badi si truck aa rahi thi aur usne bina roke hue uss kutte ke pille ko mar diya, woh kutte ka pilla khuch door hawa mein udne ke baad rastein mein gir pada, khuch der baad ek aur gaadi aayi aur uske upar se guzar gayi. Us pille ke aantariyan pet se nikal aayi thi, yeh ghatna Jabalpur highway mein che kilometer ki doori pe ghati. Hum logo ka department accident ka akra raste mein pade shavo ke ginti se lagata hai, woh bhi jab koi hospital se khabar aaye ya kabhi kabhaar humarein department mein hi khabar aati hai ki koi kutta ya billi mara pada hai usko uthaya jaaye taaki highway par koi problem nah ho. Iss mein bhi do se teen din lag jate hain.
November 30
Woh kutte ka pilla aaj dophar tak sadak par tha, barah baje ek gaadi aake beech raaste par uss pille ke shav ke paas ruki. Main aur mera sahayogi monitor mein dhekh rahe the, gaadiyaan aas paas se guzar rahi thi, ek aadmi kareeb 50-55 saal ka apni gaadi se utra, uske gaadi ke parking lights on the. Humne gaur se dhekha yeh humaarein department se toh nahi tha… Yeh sochte sochte wah aadmi pille ke shav ko soonghne lagaa. Gaadiyon ke shav ke upar se guzarne se kuch asti panjar aur maas sahit cheez raaste mein chipak gayi thi. Uss aadmi ne apne car ke dikki se ek kurphi nikali aur usse raste pe chipke astar panjar sahit shav ko khuredh ke nikala aur shav ko raste se hata liya aur phir gaadi mein bhaith ke chala gaya. Dophar ko humne upwass rakhna theek samjha.
December 2
Aaj ek aur kutta kutte ki maut mara gaya, iss baar bhi wahi aadmi, safed cap, safed moti mooche. Ek safed t-shirt jiska colar neele rang ka tha aur trousers halke peele rang ke aur safed canvas shoes, aakar us kutte ke shav ko raaste se uthaya aur chala gaya. Mere sahayogi ne kaha “Ajeeb hai sir, yeh karta kya hai inka,?” Usne mazaak mein kaha “Tel mein fry karke khatha hoga” Maine company ki gaari lekar uska peecha kiya. Woh highway se zyada dur nahi rehta tha, yehi kareeb dus kilometer ki doori par. Uske ghar se khuch hi duri par maine apni gaadi roki. Yeh topi wale aadmi ne apni car ki dikki kholi aur ek bore se kutte ke shav ko nikal ke ghar ki taraf badha ki tabhi usne peeche meri taraf mudkar apne haath ke isshare se mujhe apne tarf bulaya. Main bhi uske saath uske ghar mein dhaakil ho gaya. Ghar kaafi saaf suthra tha, jaise koi badi hasti rahti ho. Uss topi wale aadmi ne kaha “Make yourself comfortable, kuch lenge?” Maine apni ghari dhekhi, dophar ke do baj gaye the “I know young man tumhaare lunch karne ka time ho gaya hai, toh lunch karte hain, tum khane ke saath wine lena pasand karte ho?” Maine socha phir se free ki daaru? Par yeh konsa mera boss hai, ek drink loonga aur lunch khaake chala jaonga, aise mein bhi duty par tha “Young man tum mera peecha kyun kar rahe the? Is anything wrong?” Main uss aadmi ki taraf dhekhne laga jo abhi bhi khoon se lipti hui us mare hue kutte ke shav ko lekar khada tha. Maine apni poori kahani batayi, woh zor zor se hasne laga aur kaha “Aao mere kitchen mein tumhe kuch dhikhata hun. Mujhe abhi bhi likhte hue ajeeb lag raha hai, jab main uske kitchen mein pahauncha toh us topi wale aadmi ne kutte ke shav ko oven ke paas ek bade se slab par rakha, phir cupboard se kuch teen chaar kism ke chaaku nikale. Usmein se ek chaaku se usne kutte ke dhar ko alag karke shav ko beech se kata. Mere taraf dhekhkar muskurate hue kaha . “Young man aaj hum lunch mein yahi khayenge, yeh abhi abhi mara hai toh issmein koi keere makode bhi nahi hai, do din pehle ek pille ko laya tha uspe thode kide pade hue the. Par yeh taaza hai.” Main abhi bhi taye nahi kar paa raha tha ki kya ho raha hai, main kutte ke dhar ko dhekh raha tha, uske mooh aur aankein dono marne ke baad bhi khuli hui thi. Kutte ke shareer par jo khoon tha woh sookh gaya tha, maine apni jeb se roomal nikali aur apne naak aur mooh ko dhak liya. Main zyada der wahan ruk nahi paya aur bina lunch kiye hi wahan se chala aaya.
December 3
Diary bhai aaj bahut khuch likhna hai. Aaj phir se main us topi wale aadmi ke ghar gaya tha, naukri ka sawal tha bhai, kya karoon… Khair maine uske ghar ka darwaaza khatkhataya. Uss topi waale aadmi ne darwaaza khola toh uske haath mein wine ka glass tha “Come in young man, kal tum chale gaye, are you alright….wine peeyoge?” Maine uske haath mein wine glaas ki taraf dhekha aur sochne laga ki kya guarantee hai ki yeh asli wine hai, mere peene ke baad bolega ki yeh billi ke peeshab ka paani hai, toh maine mana kar diya aur poocha “Aap aisa kyun karte hain, aap normal aadmiyon ki tarah normal khana kyun nahi khate hain?” Woh thoda muskuraye aur kaha “Tumhe mere saath lunch karna hoga toh bataunga warna nahi” mere dimaag mein turant ek idea aya aur maine kaha diya ki main vegetariyan hun, iss baat par janab ne kaha “very well I have some vegetables in the refrigerator ussi se kuch bana dunga” Meri jaan mein jaan aayi aur main unke peeche peeche unke kitchen mein gaya. Unhone refrigerator se khuch packed vegetables nikale aur mere haath mein thamakr bola “choose for yourself” kuch muliyaan thi, do teen aaloo aur khuch hari sabji.. Tabhi meri nazar in sabke packet ke expiry date par gayi… Wo sab aath mahine puraani thi. Mere kehne par usne kaha “Dhekho main sabziyaan nahi kareed ta hun, dustbin wagera se jo milta hai woh utha leta hun, matlab log jab expiry packets chahe sabzi ka ho ya biscuit ya kuch bhi dustbin mein phenkh dete hain main use istemal kar leta hun, why to waste man?” Maine phir poocha “Aap ne apne liye khaane mein kya banaya hai “Woh kal ke kutte ka ghosth thoda sa reh gaya hai hum dono ka ho jayega” Maine socha aath mahine purani sabziyaan khane se acha ek din raste mein mare hue kutte ka gosht.. aur maine phir kaha “Saath mein thodi si wine bhi loonga.”
Khair hum dono khaane bhaithe aur hamari baatchit shuru hui toh pata chala ki iss aadmi ko paison ki koi tangi nahi thi jis kaaran woh aise expiry cheezein ya raaste mein marey hue kutte billiion ke ghosht khata tha. Uska manna tha ki humlog bakri ka ya suar ka ya gaaye ka ghosht khate hai unhe maarkar, pehle unhe hari sabziyan wagera khilate hain, phir ussi ko marte hain aapne swaarth ke liye. Uska ye kehna tha ki ek samay aayega jab prithvi par sirf manav hi manav ho jayenge tab kahin bhi ghosht nahi
bachega tab bahut mushkil ho jayegi. Isliye usne taye kiya tha ki ghosht tabhi khayega jab woh jantu janwar khudh mara ho ya aacident mein maara gaya ho. Usne yeh bhi kaha use aaj tak aise mare hue jantuon se ya expiry khaano se food poisoning nahi hui. “Aur rahi baat normal ki..” usne kaha “tum logo ne apne swarth ke liye samaaj mein kuch niyam bana liye hain aur uska palan karte ho isliye woh tumhare liye normal hai. Mere liye yeh normal hai. Hum log dinnig table par bhaithe kha rahe the, saamne deewar par ek bade se sheeshe mein apne aapko khate hue dhekh kar mujhe khud par taras aane laga, main ghosht ko wine ke saath nigal gaya. Phir maine uss topi wale se ek binti ki aur kaha “But sir aapke iss tarah highway se shavo ko khane se humare liye bahut dikkate paida ho rahi hai” “Wo kaise?” “Darsal sir, woh jab bhi koi kutta ya billi accident mein mara jata hai, kisi aur ke aane se pehle aap pahaunch jaate hain, aur shav ko apne khane ke liye le jaate hain, jisse humein marne ke aakre nahi milte aur isse humarein highway management department ko lagta hai ki yahan par koi accident hota hi nahi, jo ki galat hai, aap samaj rahein hain na main kya keh raha hoon?” Mr topi waale ne muskurakar kaha “It’s your problem son not mine” Maine hatasha bhare nazar se uski taraf dhekha aur phir wahan se chala aaya.
December 4
Aaj poore din bhaith ke sochta raha ki report mein kya likhoon, boss toh samjhega nahi. Saare highways par accident ho rahein hain, ye NH 12 mein bhi hote hain, farak yeh hai ki ye bhudha topi wala kisi ke pahunchne se pehle hi wahan aake shav ko apne khane ke liye le jata hai. Mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai, dhekha jaye toh woh samaaj ke liye acha hi kar raha hai aur yeh uski zaroorat bhi hai, meri zaroorat hai meri naukri, mujhe apni biwi ka bhi khayal rakhna ha, uske zarooraton ke barein me bhi sochna hai. Bahaut soch ne ke baad maine ek upaye nikala hai aur woh yeh ki agar main iss aadmi ko maar daloon toh saare samsayon ka hal mil jayega. Phir kutte billiyon ke shav humaare department waale ko milenge jisse is NH 12 ke accident ke aakron par farak padega. Aur main apne boss ko samjha paaonga ki kutte billi jo gaariyon ke dhakke se marte hain woh har jagah aam baat hai aur iska koi solution nahi hai, isse meri naukri bhi bach jayegi…. Main kal hi iss aadmi ko maaronga….
Jabalpur Court
“Your Honour! Yeh Mr Joglekar ki last entry thi diary mein, jisse your honour saabit hota hai ki December paanch ki subha mere muakkil Mr Tyrewale ke ghar me woh khoon karne ke iraade se gaye the” Tabhi prosecution lawyer apne chair se khade hue aur kaha “Aur mazaak mein apne aap ko chaaku mar liya, aur mar gaye, is that what you want say” Defence lawyer ne kaha “ Iss par roshni dalne ke liye main apne muakkil ko kathghare par bulana chahunga.” Mr Tyrewala khatghare mein aake khade hue aur bole “Uss din subhah ke dus baj rahe the, Mr Joglekar mere ghar aaye aur meri tareef karne lage ki aap jaise agar har koi sochne lage toh samaaj ka kitna bhala hoga, he wanted to lead a life like me, I was bit confused, uske baad hum dono khane bhaithe, woh badi tezi se khana kha raha tha, I was thinking oh! man, this guy has changed so quickly, matlab mare hue jantu ke ghosht itne tastefully kha raha tha ki main impress ho gaya, thodi der mein woh utha aur bola ki woh wine leke aa raha hai. Issi dauran woh kitchen mein gaya aur chhuri lekar mere upar peeche se hamla karne laga, luckily mere dinnig table ke samne deewar par sheesha hai jismein maine isse dhekh liya, aur apne ko defend karte hue usko ussi chhuri se mar dala” Defence lawyer ne kaha “Your honour this is a case of self-defense, aur main judge sahib se darkhwast karoonga ki yeh cheez consider karte hue mere muakkil Mr Tyrewala ko baa-izzaat bari karein” Prosecution ne isse galat sabit karne ke liye kuch din ki mahaulat mangi jisse judge saheb ne maan lee aur court ko agli sunwayi ke liye sthagit kar dee. Mr. Tyrewale ko police hiraasat mein bhej diya gaya.
Mr Tyrewale ko police hathkadi pehnake court room se bahar jail le jane ke liye police van mein chadha rahe the ki kahin se ek kutiya daurti hue ayi aur Mr Tyrewale ke paairon ko apne daat aur paair ke naakhun se gaad diya, Tyrewale ki cheekh nikal gayi. Do police walon ne kisi tarah uss kutiya ko Tyrewale se alag kiya. Kuch der baad ek janwar uthane wale van mein iss kuttiya ko chadhaya gaya.
Kutiya bahut der tak van ke jaali se bahar dhekhti rahi phir usne apne paair ke naakhoono ke taraf dhekha, yeh wahi kutiya thi jiska pilla NH 12 paar karte hue mara gaya tha.
November 22
Kal bahut din baad dhoop nikli thi. Chhutti thi, isliye main balcony mein baithe garam garam elaichi ki chai ki chuskiyan le raha tha aur saath mein apne office ke fileon mein bhi nazar daura raha tha. Biwi maike gai hui thi isliye main apne ghar ka maalik tha. Raat ko aath baje boss ki shaadi ki saal girah ki party thi. Bahut daru pee lee thi. Ghar mein biwi nahi thi isliye socha mauke ka fayada uthaya jaye. Par baat kuch is tarah bigdi ki…. abhi tak afsos kar raha hun. Kal main nau baje boss ki party mein pahauncha. As usual boss ne yahan bhi nahi chhora mujhe. “Joglekar tum party mein bhi late aaye ho, aaj toh mujhe baksh dete?” Boss ne mujhe whiskey ka ek glass thamate hue kaha. Aaj ke baad kasam khatha hun office ki partyion mein, free ki daaru mile toh jyaada nahi peeyunga. Darsal chaar peg whiskey ke baad boss ki shirimati ji aayi mujh se milne, aur maine mazaak mein kaha “Are you sure boss ke saath aapki shaadi zabardasti nahi karwyi gayi? Aap itni badi bhool kaise kar sakti thee, and to top it all u are celebrating your twenty fifth anniversary?” Meri baat sunke boss ki shirimati ki aakhein fati ki fati reh gayi, phir unhone mazaak mein kaha “Ab kya bataun, main bhi kamsin ladki thi, inke baaton ke jhaanse mein aa gayi warna main aur inke saath shaadi…?” Unhone meri taraf aankh marte hue kaha. Mere boss ne meri taraf dhekha aur kaha” Joglekar why don’t you have your dinner and leave for your home. Biwi maike gayi hai iska matlab yeh nahi ki tum khulle saand ki tarah idhar udhar ghumo. It’s late, kal office bhi toh time se aana hai.”
November 26
Teen din se bahut busy tha, isliye likh nahi paya tumhe diary, badi ajeeb-o-gareeb samasya mein phas gaya hun. Tumhe toh pata hai ki main National Highways ke maintenance department mein hun,
taeis tarik ko boss ne mujhe apne cabin mein bulaaya, unke aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi, dus saal ki naukri mein boss ke aankhon mein jab jab chamak dhekhi hai tab tab apne aap ko lucknow ki mashoor bhool bhoolaiya jaise jhamelein mein paya hai, main kursi mein bhaith gaya aur boss ki taraf dhekhne laga. Boss Ustaad Alla Rakkhaa ki tarah apne table par tabla bajate hue aur meri taraf dekha aur muskurate hue kaha “ Joglekar yeh file dhekho,” Maine kaapte hue hathon se file kholi, mujhe laga
party mein jo hua uske baad boss mujhe shayad termination ki chithi thama rahe the. Mere file kholte hi boss ne bola “Suno NH 12 Jabalpur se Jaipur jaane waale raste mein ek chaukaane waali baat saamne aayi hai. Dhekho hum sabko yeh pata hai ki highway pe gaariyan taye kiye hue raftaar se chalti hain, jo ki sheharon ke raaston ke raftaar se bahut zyaada hoti hai, jiske chalte chothe chothe jantu, jaise kutte, billi ya gaaye jab raasta paar karte hain toh in gaadiyon ke neeche aa jaate hain. Yeh aam baat hai, par chaukane wali baat yeh hai ki NH 12 mein yeh accidenton ke mamle kam hai, yeh ek mystery hai, matlab achi baat hai accident kam hain , par kaise? Is the thing” Boss apni pipe mein tambakoo bharte hue bole “Joglekar tumko yeh pata lagana hai, agar koi solution wahan par hai ton main chahunga yeh baaki highways par bhi lagoo karwaya jaaye” Boss ne mujhe file di aur research karne ke liye kaha. Main samajh gaya ki boss ka yeh badla lene ka style hai. Matlab kya bevakoofi hai, kutte billi kahin kam mar rahein hain toh achi baat hai, kyun kam mar rahein ab issmein research karne ka kya hai. File haath mein lekar jab cabin se bahar nikal raha tha toh boss ne peeche se bulakar kaha “Suno agar tum yeh research karne mein fail hue aur koi solution nahi nikla toh yahan ek acha sa daaru ka thekha hai, paise le jaana aur apni naukri ke khone ke dard mein daaru kareed lena ok?” Khair Jabalpur highway mere ghar se 25 kilometere ki doori par tha par chaubis ghante nigarani rakhne ke liye maine highway ke paas hi kuch dinno ke liye ek ghar kiraye pe le liya, saath mein mera ek aur sahyogi bhi tha. Do din se yahin hun.
November 27
Kya pagalpanti hai, aaj teesra din hai kuch CCTV Cameron ke saath main aur mere sahayogi kisi jantu ke marne ka intezaar kar rahe the aur phir uska kya hota hai yeh jaan-ne ke liye bhaithe hue the. Humne jagah jagah raaston mein CCTV camere laga diye the, jiske footage dhekh dhekh kar humein taye karna tha ki aakhir maajra kya hai. Khair is bevakoofiyon ke liye mera daaru peena hi shayad zimmedaar tha. Isiliye phir se daaru peene ja raha hun.
November 29
Kal subhah ki baat sochkar hi ghin si mahsoos hoti hai, kismat achi thi ya buri mujhe pata nahi. Subhah kareeb gyarah baje ek kutte ka pilla pata nahi kahan se bhatakta hua aaya aur raasta paar karne laga, maine jab monitor mein dhekha toh ek badi si truck aa rahi thi aur usne bina roke hue uss kutte ke pille ko mar diya, woh kutte ka pilla khuch door hawa mein udne ke baad rastein mein gir pada, khuch der baad ek aur gaadi aayi aur uske upar se guzar gayi. Us pille ke aantariyan pet se nikal aayi thi, yeh ghatna Jabalpur highway mein che kilometer ki doori pe ghati. Hum logo ka department accident ka akra raste mein pade shavo ke ginti se lagata hai, woh bhi jab koi hospital se khabar aaye ya kabhi kabhaar humarein department mein hi khabar aati hai ki koi kutta ya billi mara pada hai usko uthaya jaaye taaki highway par koi problem nah ho. Iss mein bhi do se teen din lag jate hain.
November 30
Woh kutte ka pilla aaj dophar tak sadak par tha, barah baje ek gaadi aake beech raaste par uss pille ke shav ke paas ruki. Main aur mera sahayogi monitor mein dhekh rahe the, gaadiyaan aas paas se guzar rahi thi, ek aadmi kareeb 50-55 saal ka apni gaadi se utra, uske gaadi ke parking lights on the. Humne gaur se dhekha yeh humaarein department se toh nahi tha… Yeh sochte sochte wah aadmi pille ke shav ko soonghne lagaa. Gaadiyon ke shav ke upar se guzarne se kuch asti panjar aur maas sahit cheez raaste mein chipak gayi thi. Uss aadmi ne apne car ke dikki se ek kurphi nikali aur usse raste pe chipke astar panjar sahit shav ko khuredh ke nikala aur shav ko raste se hata liya aur phir gaadi mein bhaith ke chala gaya. Dophar ko humne upwass rakhna theek samjha.
December 2
Aaj ek aur kutta kutte ki maut mara gaya, iss baar bhi wahi aadmi, safed cap, safed moti mooche. Ek safed t-shirt jiska colar neele rang ka tha aur trousers halke peele rang ke aur safed canvas shoes, aakar us kutte ke shav ko raaste se uthaya aur chala gaya. Mere sahayogi ne kaha “Ajeeb hai sir, yeh karta kya hai inka,?” Usne mazaak mein kaha “Tel mein fry karke khatha hoga” Maine company ki gaari lekar uska peecha kiya. Woh highway se zyada dur nahi rehta tha, yehi kareeb dus kilometer ki doori par. Uske ghar se khuch hi duri par maine apni gaadi roki. Yeh topi wale aadmi ne apni car ki dikki kholi aur ek bore se kutte ke shav ko nikal ke ghar ki taraf badha ki tabhi usne peeche meri taraf mudkar apne haath ke isshare se mujhe apne tarf bulaya. Main bhi uske saath uske ghar mein dhaakil ho gaya. Ghar kaafi saaf suthra tha, jaise koi badi hasti rahti ho. Uss topi wale aadmi ne kaha “Make yourself comfortable, kuch lenge?” Maine apni ghari dhekhi, dophar ke do baj gaye the “I know young man tumhaare lunch karne ka time ho gaya hai, toh lunch karte hain, tum khane ke saath wine lena pasand karte ho?” Maine socha phir se free ki daaru? Par yeh konsa mera boss hai, ek drink loonga aur lunch khaake chala jaonga, aise mein bhi duty par tha “Young man tum mera peecha kyun kar rahe the? Is anything wrong?” Main uss aadmi ki taraf dhekhne laga jo abhi bhi khoon se lipti hui us mare hue kutte ke shav ko lekar khada tha. Maine apni poori kahani batayi, woh zor zor se hasne laga aur kaha “Aao mere kitchen mein tumhe kuch dhikhata hun. Mujhe abhi bhi likhte hue ajeeb lag raha hai, jab main uske kitchen mein pahauncha toh us topi wale aadmi ne kutte ke shav ko oven ke paas ek bade se slab par rakha, phir cupboard se kuch teen chaar kism ke chaaku nikale. Usmein se ek chaaku se usne kutte ke dhar ko alag karke shav ko beech se kata. Mere taraf dhekhkar muskurate hue kaha . “Young man aaj hum lunch mein yahi khayenge, yeh abhi abhi mara hai toh issmein koi keere makode bhi nahi hai, do din pehle ek pille ko laya tha uspe thode kide pade hue the. Par yeh taaza hai.” Main abhi bhi taye nahi kar paa raha tha ki kya ho raha hai, main kutte ke dhar ko dhekh raha tha, uske mooh aur aankein dono marne ke baad bhi khuli hui thi. Kutte ke shareer par jo khoon tha woh sookh gaya tha, maine apni jeb se roomal nikali aur apne naak aur mooh ko dhak liya. Main zyada der wahan ruk nahi paya aur bina lunch kiye hi wahan se chala aaya.
December 3
Diary bhai aaj bahut khuch likhna hai. Aaj phir se main us topi wale aadmi ke ghar gaya tha, naukri ka sawal tha bhai, kya karoon… Khair maine uske ghar ka darwaaza khatkhataya. Uss topi waale aadmi ne darwaaza khola toh uske haath mein wine ka glass tha “Come in young man, kal tum chale gaye, are you alright….wine peeyoge?” Maine uske haath mein wine glaas ki taraf dhekha aur sochne laga ki kya guarantee hai ki yeh asli wine hai, mere peene ke baad bolega ki yeh billi ke peeshab ka paani hai, toh maine mana kar diya aur poocha “Aap aisa kyun karte hain, aap normal aadmiyon ki tarah normal khana kyun nahi khate hain?” Woh thoda muskuraye aur kaha “Tumhe mere saath lunch karna hoga toh bataunga warna nahi” mere dimaag mein turant ek idea aya aur maine kaha diya ki main vegetariyan hun, iss baat par janab ne kaha “very well I have some vegetables in the refrigerator ussi se kuch bana dunga” Meri jaan mein jaan aayi aur main unke peeche peeche unke kitchen mein gaya. Unhone refrigerator se khuch packed vegetables nikale aur mere haath mein thamakr bola “choose for yourself” kuch muliyaan thi, do teen aaloo aur khuch hari sabji.. Tabhi meri nazar in sabke packet ke expiry date par gayi… Wo sab aath mahine puraani thi. Mere kehne par usne kaha “Dhekho main sabziyaan nahi kareed ta hun, dustbin wagera se jo milta hai woh utha leta hun, matlab log jab expiry packets chahe sabzi ka ho ya biscuit ya kuch bhi dustbin mein phenkh dete hain main use istemal kar leta hun, why to waste man?” Maine phir poocha “Aap ne apne liye khaane mein kya banaya hai “Woh kal ke kutte ka ghosth thoda sa reh gaya hai hum dono ka ho jayega” Maine socha aath mahine purani sabziyaan khane se acha ek din raste mein mare hue kutte ka gosht.. aur maine phir kaha “Saath mein thodi si wine bhi loonga.”
Khair hum dono khaane bhaithe aur hamari baatchit shuru hui toh pata chala ki iss aadmi ko paison ki koi tangi nahi thi jis kaaran woh aise expiry cheezein ya raaste mein marey hue kutte billiion ke ghosht khata tha. Uska manna tha ki humlog bakri ka ya suar ka ya gaaye ka ghosht khate hai unhe maarkar, pehle unhe hari sabziyan wagera khilate hain, phir ussi ko marte hain aapne swaarth ke liye. Uska ye kehna tha ki ek samay aayega jab prithvi par sirf manav hi manav ho jayenge tab kahin bhi ghosht nahi
bachega tab bahut mushkil ho jayegi. Isliye usne taye kiya tha ki ghosht tabhi khayega jab woh jantu janwar khudh mara ho ya aacident mein maara gaya ho. Usne yeh bhi kaha use aaj tak aise mare hue jantuon se ya expiry khaano se food poisoning nahi hui. “Aur rahi baat normal ki..” usne kaha “tum logo ne apne swarth ke liye samaaj mein kuch niyam bana liye hain aur uska palan karte ho isliye woh tumhare liye normal hai. Mere liye yeh normal hai. Hum log dinnig table par bhaithe kha rahe the, saamne deewar par ek bade se sheeshe mein apne aapko khate hue dhekh kar mujhe khud par taras aane laga, main ghosht ko wine ke saath nigal gaya. Phir maine uss topi wale se ek binti ki aur kaha “But sir aapke iss tarah highway se shavo ko khane se humare liye bahut dikkate paida ho rahi hai” “Wo kaise?” “Darsal sir, woh jab bhi koi kutta ya billi accident mein mara jata hai, kisi aur ke aane se pehle aap pahaunch jaate hain, aur shav ko apne khane ke liye le jaate hain, jisse humein marne ke aakre nahi milte aur isse humarein highway management department ko lagta hai ki yahan par koi accident hota hi nahi, jo ki galat hai, aap samaj rahein hain na main kya keh raha hoon?” Mr topi waale ne muskurakar kaha “It’s your problem son not mine” Maine hatasha bhare nazar se uski taraf dhekha aur phir wahan se chala aaya.
December 4
Aaj poore din bhaith ke sochta raha ki report mein kya likhoon, boss toh samjhega nahi. Saare highways par accident ho rahein hain, ye NH 12 mein bhi hote hain, farak yeh hai ki ye bhudha topi wala kisi ke pahunchne se pehle hi wahan aake shav ko apne khane ke liye le jata hai. Mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai, dhekha jaye toh woh samaaj ke liye acha hi kar raha hai aur yeh uski zaroorat bhi hai, meri zaroorat hai meri naukri, mujhe apni biwi ka bhi khayal rakhna ha, uske zarooraton ke barein me bhi sochna hai. Bahaut soch ne ke baad maine ek upaye nikala hai aur woh yeh ki agar main iss aadmi ko maar daloon toh saare samsayon ka hal mil jayega. Phir kutte billiyon ke shav humaare department waale ko milenge jisse is NH 12 ke accident ke aakron par farak padega. Aur main apne boss ko samjha paaonga ki kutte billi jo gaariyon ke dhakke se marte hain woh har jagah aam baat hai aur iska koi solution nahi hai, isse meri naukri bhi bach jayegi…. Main kal hi iss aadmi ko maaronga….
Jabalpur Court
“Your Honour! Yeh Mr Joglekar ki last entry thi diary mein, jisse your honour saabit hota hai ki December paanch ki subha mere muakkil Mr Tyrewale ke ghar me woh khoon karne ke iraade se gaye the” Tabhi prosecution lawyer apne chair se khade hue aur kaha “Aur mazaak mein apne aap ko chaaku mar liya, aur mar gaye, is that what you want say” Defence lawyer ne kaha “ Iss par roshni dalne ke liye main apne muakkil ko kathghare par bulana chahunga.” Mr Tyrewala khatghare mein aake khade hue aur bole “Uss din subhah ke dus baj rahe the, Mr Joglekar mere ghar aaye aur meri tareef karne lage ki aap jaise agar har koi sochne lage toh samaaj ka kitna bhala hoga, he wanted to lead a life like me, I was bit confused, uske baad hum dono khane bhaithe, woh badi tezi se khana kha raha tha, I was thinking oh! man, this guy has changed so quickly, matlab mare hue jantu ke ghosht itne tastefully kha raha tha ki main impress ho gaya, thodi der mein woh utha aur bola ki woh wine leke aa raha hai. Issi dauran woh kitchen mein gaya aur chhuri lekar mere upar peeche se hamla karne laga, luckily mere dinnig table ke samne deewar par sheesha hai jismein maine isse dhekh liya, aur apne ko defend karte hue usko ussi chhuri se mar dala” Defence lawyer ne kaha “Your honour this is a case of self-defense, aur main judge sahib se darkhwast karoonga ki yeh cheez consider karte hue mere muakkil Mr Tyrewala ko baa-izzaat bari karein” Prosecution ne isse galat sabit karne ke liye kuch din ki mahaulat mangi jisse judge saheb ne maan lee aur court ko agli sunwayi ke liye sthagit kar dee. Mr. Tyrewale ko police hiraasat mein bhej diya gaya.
Mr Tyrewale ko police hathkadi pehnake court room se bahar jail le jane ke liye police van mein chadha rahe the ki kahin se ek kutiya daurti hue ayi aur Mr Tyrewale ke paairon ko apne daat aur paair ke naakhun se gaad diya, Tyrewale ki cheekh nikal gayi. Do police walon ne kisi tarah uss kutiya ko Tyrewale se alag kiya. Kuch der baad ek janwar uthane wale van mein iss kuttiya ko chadhaya gaya.
Kutiya bahut der tak van ke jaali se bahar dhekhti rahi phir usne apne paair ke naakhoono ke taraf dhekha, yeh wahi kutiya thi jiska pilla NH 12 paar karte hue mara gaya tha.
