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Chapter 1 - shadi karna – Ek Majboori

"Mujhe tumse pyar nahi hai "

Uski awaaz bilkul thandi thi, jaise is shaadi se uska koi lena-dena hi na ho.

Wo mere saamne khada tha, suit me perfectly dressed, par aankhon me koi emotion nahi.

"Mujhe bhi pyar ki umeed nahi hai,"

maine dheere se kaha, apni ghabrahat chhupaate hue.

Sach yahi tha.

Ye shaadi pyar ke liye nahi thi.

Ye shaadi majboori ke liye thi.

Mere papa par bahut bada karza tha.

Business fail ho chuka tha,

ghar bikne wala tha,

aur unki sehat bhi din-ba-din kharab hoti ja rahi thi.

Har darwaza band ho chuka tha.

Har rishtedaar ne muh mod liya tha.

Aur tab wo aaya.

Ek powerful businessman.

Shehar ka sabse bada naam.

Aur meri zindagi ka sabse mushkil faisla.

"Main tumhari family ka saara karza chuka dunga,"

usne bina emotion ke kaha tha,

"lekin badle me tumhe mujhse shaadi karni hogi."

Na pyar.

Na rishta.

Sirf ek deal.

Aaj usi deal par sign hone wala tha.

"Hum pati-patni sirf naam ke honge,"

usne table par ek file rakhte hue kaha.

"Koi feelings nahi. Koi personal attachment nahi." koi samband nahi huye.

Maine file kholi.

Har page par rules likhe the.

No love.

No questions.

No interference in his life.

Public me perfect couple,

private me complete strangers.

"Tum apni limit me rahogi,"

usne seedhi nazron se dekhte hue kaha,

"aur main apni."

Maine haan me sir hila diya,

kyunki mere paas koi aur option nahi tha.

Shaadi simple thi.

No music.

No khushi

Sirf cameras aur formalities.

Log taaliyan baja rahe the,

par mere dil ke andar sirf khamoshi thi.

Pandit ji kehte ja rahe the,

aur main ek-ek mantra ke saath

apni purani zindagi ko peeche chhodti ja rahi thi.

Shaadi ke baad jab hum ghar pahunche,

toh wo ghar kam aur hotel zyada lag raha tha.

Bada.

Shaant.

Thanda.

"Ye tumhara room hai,"

usne servant ko ishara karte hue kaha.

"Mera room alag hai."

Main chup chaap apna bag utha kar room me aa gayi.

Thodi der baad wo wapas aaya,

haath me ek aur file thi.

"Ye contract hai,"

usne bed par rakhte hue kaha.

"Kal sign kar dena."

Maine file uthayi.

Haath kaanp rahe the.

"Mujhe bas itna chahiye,"

usne kaha,

"ki tum is shaadi ko complicated na banao."

Main usse dekh rahi thi.

Ek aisa aadmi,

jo mera husband tha,

par mere liye ek anjaan tha.

"Mujhe bhi bas apni family bachani hai,"

maine dheere se kaha.

Usne kuch nahi kaha.

Bas room se bahar chala gaya.

Us raat main so nahi paayi.

Ceiling ko dekhte hue sochti rahi,

kya main sahi kar rahi hoon?

Subah maine contract par sign kar diya.

Jaise hi pen paper se hata,

mujhe mehsoos hua

jaise maine apni zindagi kisi aur ke haath me de di ho.

Main ab uski biwi thi.

Contract wali biwi.

Ek aisi shaadi,

jisme pyar ki koi jagah nahi thi.

Par mujhe nahi pata tha,

ki ye contract zyada din tak rules follow nahi karega.

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