Salam and hi guys...
I don't know past story someone told me about Hanuman wife and child. So if that's the scene, it's my perception or if not true ,then a fiction. Just take it as like it.☺️
I think I went to far with the update but, khair chalta hai.😅
Its just my take and hope you guys like it.
End part is a bit from an urdu novel which I read years back. Just an essence.
Enjoy☺️
OS : The Unknown Souls ( updated)
Minni uth ja. Dekh 8:00 baj gayay Hain. " It was fifth time when babita tried to wake her up but , she didn't even move.
" Kal Puri raat sar khati rahi Mera k subha jaldi uthana babes ,subha jaldi uthana, mujhy 9:00 bajay tk preet k Ghar ponchana hai, aur ab uth Kar nahi derahi. Uth ja Minni" babita was continuously talking to herself while trying to wake up Minni.
" Babes tujhay reporter ban Jana chayay.tuu kitna bolti hai." Minni woke up yawning and as she look at the clock, she got springs in her body.
" Babes tu n uthaya nahi.bola bhi tha tujhay. Aj kl der raat Tak laptop use KR KR k tu bhi subha der see uthne lagi hai." Minni ran towards washroom while babita glared her with disappointment.
" Naashta bana rahi.jaldi Bahar aja" she moved towards kitchen but, didn't forget to peep into angan where greater version of Minni was still in bed.
" Yeh ab Tak nahi uthay.lala bahisaab bhi nahi ayay ab tak. kahin tabiyat kharab to nahi." She quickly ran downstairs ,removed the net and was about to put her hand on his forehand when she recalled the past day memory when he said there is nothing between them. She take her hand off and tried to look at this face which he has hidden in the pillow. Then she notice his rythmic breathing
" Saans to lerhay. Ufhh yeh Kia soch rahi babita." She quickly ran upstairs to call Minni
" Minni ! Minni "
" Kia hua babes. Tu itna hanp Kun rahi" she looked confused.
" Woh.. woh Tere Hanuman uncle. Uthay hi nahi ab Tak. Lala bahisaab bhi nahi ayay ab tak.tu ja Kar dekh na kahin tabiyat kharab to nahi " she said without even breathing in middle.
" Acha... Main ja Kar dekhti hn." She ran downstairs with babita behind her.
" Hanuman uncle!" No answer.
" Hanuman uncle"
She put her hands on his forehead.
" Bukhar to nahi hai." She looked towards babita.
" Kia hua chori. Subha subha sab yahan Kun kharay ho?" He tried to ignore babita whom he sensed some moments back beside him.
" Woh! AP uth Kun nahi rahay thay.humain laga apko fever hogya."
" Na chori , woh aj Kam s chuti li hai. Dil nahi Cha Raha aj janay ka. Acha 1 Kam karay gi woh file na jatay huay lalay ko deti Jana"
" Nashta!" He heard babita voice.
" Uska bhi Dil nahi hai."
He hid his face again in pillow.both babita and Minni weren't convinced.
" Acha babes main nikalti hun.nashta rehnday. Main wahin karlungi." Minni picked up the file, ran upstairs to get the bag and left.
" Lala uncle, yeh file Hanuman uncle ne di hai and woh aj station bhi nahi ayin gay."
" Han woh to mjhay pata hai sirji aj station nahi atay." If Minni would have been in her usual senses, she would have noticed lala face ,tone and his words but, she was stuck in her own world.
" Acha lala uncle ,bye"
" Aj sirji see koi na hi milay to unke liye acha hai." He moved towards the station.
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" Abto 11:00 baj gayay. Ab Tak nahi uthay yeh." Since Minni has left the house, babita has been pacing here and there in house. She dusted the house ,moped the floors ,changed bedsheets, covers, prepared lunch and still, he was there in his bed and not even moved his face towards her side so that she can see him. She was feeling restless.
" Yeh ab tk Kun nahi uthay. Subha s na awaz Suni hai na dekha hai."
" Bas bauhat hogya. Chayay ab chilayay ya dantay, bistar s to ab uthna hi parayga." She was about to go downstairs when she heard some noise. She peeped from the gallery and saw him coming out of washroom.
" Uth gayay. Itni der Tak soyay Hain bhook lag rahi hogi. " She quickly make paratha , his favorite adrak wali chai, put them in tray , didn't forget to look herself in mirror and when was about to step down, her smile vanished. Hanuman was having tea while reading newspaper.
" Ab mere hath ka nashta bhi nahi khana inko." Tears started to flow from her eyes ,she put the tray on counter and ran towards her room.
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" Hanuman utho! Ap kab Tak soyay Hain. Jana nahi Kia aj" imarti's voice lingered in his ears and smile appeared on his face.
" Aj tum dono ko chor kar janay ka Dil hi na karrha. " He looked at her lovingly.
" Acha ji. Bauhaut bahanay hogyay " she pulled him.
" Tum se to main raat Main nibtun ga. "
" Raat ki raat main dekhyn ge " and she laughed.
" Imarti!" Hanuman woke up.he was deeply sweating. He looked at his watch, it says 11:00.
" Minni chali gayi Kia" he only remember Minni face. He moved towards washroom to drain himself from all the memories.as he stepped out, he smelled chai fragnance in air.
" Aj inse koi baat nahi karni hai. Aj main rook nahi paon ga khudko."
He started making his breakfast and sat in chair before babita could come in. He sensed her sadness, tears and her running towards the room.but he didn't move. " Aj nahi!"
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She was sewing a shirt of Minni and was keenly watching Hanuman from the balcony.
" Sub shirts kahin na kahin s phar Kar rakhi hui Hain. Yeh larki bhi na"
It was 3:00 pm and last time she heard him was when he talked to Minni. Needle has pricked her several times and yet, she continued sewing it.
On other side, Hanuman swept the floor , then mopped it, took out all waste from every nook and corner of the haveli and now ,was making his lunch. He heard babita's "ssssss" multiple times yet he paid no head towards it.
"Ssssss" he tightened his grip on the sauce pan.
" Nahi Hanuman Singh! Aj agar in s baat Karli to yeh sab samajh jayegi. " He continued with his weird cooking skills.
" Bauhat ghamand agaya hai. Ajeeb o gareeb sa ajooba bana rahay. 2 bar hath bhi Jala liya hai magar nahi, ghusaa Jo bauhaut hai. Mangna hai hi nahi Hanuman Singh ko." Babita's temper was reaching a new height.
" Pata nahi ! Konsa safai ka bhoot inke andar agya hai. Kabhi apna bistar Tak to saaf Kia nahi, aj Puri haveli ko chamkane main lagay Hain. Mujhay Kia, main to apna khana kha rahi." She put daal sabzi on her plate, put on her tray and was about to eat, she felt an uneasiness. She looked towards him who was busy in eating burnt roti and she couldn't understand what the other thing is.
" Kia hua hai apko. Kun karrhay aesa" a lone tear escape her eyes.
" Aj khanay main Kia bhejun?" Imarti asked him smiling.
" Aese poche gi to Tere hath ka Jala hua khana bhi bhoog lgay ga" Hanuman replied while fixing her strand of hair.
" Acha ji, phir to aj jalay huay parathay aur teez nanak wali daal hi bhejun gi. Lakh pata chal jayega!"
A smile crawled back on his lips while eating the same menu for his lunch. His thoughts were broken by naeem bi's voice.
" Babita, o babita"
" Ji naeem bi." She tried to look him.
" Woh aj Kia haina k meray tabiyat theek nahi. Tu mere sath aj raat ruk sakti." She secretly looked towards Hanuman who was busy eating as if it was 5 star meal.
" Theek hai naeem bi.wese bhi Minni aj group study k liye gayi hai to main..." She tried to find any expression on his face but, no gain.
" Han to bas sham dhalne s pehle to ajana." Before leaving the house ,naeem bi turned her gaze towards Hanuman who had tears in his eyes and she knows , this was the best she could do for him. It's better to leave him alone before clock stuck 7:00 and babita shouldn't see this side of him.
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After talking for hours, it was 11:00 pm. Her senses was left there with him but, she tried to be here with naeem bi.
" Chalayn naeem bi, ap sojayain. Main Zara Pani lekar ati hun." As she went to kitchen, lala entered in the house.
" Tu yahan Kia karrha! "
" Woh main sirji ka pochne Aya tha.kese Hain woh?"
" Kesa hoga. Tujhay pata hai imarti ki barsi par woh aesa hi hota. Subha pura Ghar saaf krta, na Kam par jata, na kisi s baat aur is waqt, wahan 1 qayamat barpa hogi." Naeem bi wiped her tears and suddenly, they heard someone running towards gate.
" Babita bahanji ne to sun liya. Unko rokay.woh wahan na jayin to behtar hai."
Lala looked worried.
" Rehnday ! Main jitna rook sakti thi rook liya. Shayad Allah ki yehi Marzi hai"
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" Zuuuuuuuuu! " She entered the haveli all teared up and this was the first thing she heard. Her feet hit many empty bottles on the way. The floor which was cleaned till she left was filled with multiple bottles, saris, toys ,rompers etc.
" Zuuuuuuu" and there he was lying in the corner.she parted the distance and bent down.tears started to roll down her face. He was drunk to the core and maybe drinking from the time she left. He has toys all around him and he was holding a train.
" Hanuman !" This was the first time she uttered his name and in the situation which she never dreamt of.
" Hanuman!" She tried to touch him.
" Kon!" His eyes were red with no signs of recognition. She gasped.
" Yeh Kia karhay AP" she pointed towards train
" Yeh... Zuuuuuuu ! Zuuuuuuuuu! Woh abhi anay Wala na" Hanuman looked at the door.
" Kon?" Babita voice trembled.
" Aray woh to nahi pata, larka hoga ya larki, magar manay to choriyan hi pasand hai. Dekho yeh..." He moved his hands in pile of toys next.
" Kahan gayi ." He walked towards the pile of clothes.
" Kia dhund rahay.." she couldn't control herself .she was crying profoundly.
" Yeh rahi...." He moved towards babita.
" Yeh dekh....jab Mari imarti n pehli bar yeh khabar manay sunayi thi to main Khushi s bawla hogya tha. Sab s pehle dukan s main yehi laya tha.." he held a frock in his hand.
" Khoobsurat lagay gi na is main..bilkul pari jesi.." he asked babita.she choked and could only nod his head.
" Yeh sab khilone, yeh sab kapray...usi k lye laya main.kab ayenge woh log?" He innocently asked her and she hold his hands.she couldn't get the way to hold this situation.how naeem bi can hide this. She quickly wiped his face from her dupatta.
" Anay walay Hain." Her voice cracked.
" Kab? Pichli bar ki tarhan woh call to nahi ayegi na!" He want assurance from her.
" Konsi call?"
" Wohh...main betha tha, kkkam khatam karrha tha...whhh ...naeem bi ki call...imarti hospital lekar gayayy...main Sach main..." He grabbed her and tried to make his point.
" Main ponch gaya tha waqat par...magar usne kaha woh bacha hi nahi payay. Meri imarti....Mera bacha...main kitna cheekha.." babita couldn't control herself and she started crying loudly ...
" Imarti ...imarti....koi awaz hi na ayi..Kahan gayay woh dono." He came back to her and she can only think of how she left him alone today. This was that fire he was talking about. How she can claim that she love him when she does not know anything about him; his life; his love imarti; his insecurities, fear; nightmare and about this day. She took a deep breath, wiped her tears, his face and collected all her strength.
" Woh bass anay walay , AP Rona band Karo aur pichli bar Jo hua, is bar nahi hoga."
" Hann..nahi hoga " he fall on her lap. The frock was still his hand.she started to run her fingers through his hair. Her hand trembled but, this was not the moment to think of limits. He has gone far for her many times and this was her moment to push herself a bit. She started to pat his hair; one hand was in his hand and the other was singing in his hair. After an hour ,he changed his position and hide his face into her lap. It was something else; a raw emotion; a warmth from which she never been through. She adjust herself with the wall behind and continue her task. Her back hurt, her hand numbed but, her love is sleeping peacefully and that's all she care for. Moments later, she leaned back and closed her eyes but, her hands and heart were there ,moving with him! 😍
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