Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain | Hindi Darawni Kahani | Horror Stories

Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain

Hey friends! Is nayi Series ki kahani mein aap sabka khushaamdeed. Is story ka name hai – “Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain” Ye Horror Story hai. Agar aapko Horror Kahaniya, Moral Stories ya Bedtime Stories padhne ka shauk hai, toh is kahani ko poora zaroor padhein.

Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain | Ek Darawni Kahani | Horror Stories

Main numbers se pyaar karta hoon, lekin sahi numbers se. Mujhe acha lagta hai ke mere cell tak 48 seeriyan hain. Mujhe acha lagta hai ke mere paas rozana bilkul chaar ghante ki fursat hoti hai, zyada nahi, kam nahi. Aur, Mujhe acha lagta hai ke mera uthne ka waqt, nashta ka waqt, dopahar ka waqt, aur raat ka khana, sab kuch das se khatam hota hai.

Mujhe acha lagta hai ke mere block mein 80 cells hain, har manzil par 20-20. Mujhe acha lagta hai ke meri cell chouthi manzil par hai, che door neeche. Lekin mujhe pasand nahi aata ke meri cell ki darwaze par 17 baar lage hain. Aur mujhe pasand nahi hai ke mere qaidi number 15393 hai, sab odd numbers, meray sabse kam pasandeeda. Mein nafrat karta hoon ke mujhe pakarne se pehle sirf 19 logon ko qatal kar saka.

Yeh sab shuruat bachpan mein hui. Barahay saal aur choda mahina, choda din ke theek umar tha mein. Shuru mein, mein apne naam, Oliver, mein har akhiri harf ki ginti karta tha. Baad mein, mere shauq-e-even numbers ne mujhe apne aas paas ke har cheez mein ginti karna shuru karwa dia. Meri family ne meri rozana ki yeh rutine Meri Gintiyan kehna shuru kar di. Meri gintiyan din bhar hoti rehti thi. Jaise hi mein subah 6:44 a.m. ko uthta tha, mein 20 daant gin leta tha, roz ki tarah.

Apne action figures ki ginti karnay ke baad (barah, barah, barah, barah), mein naha leta. Nahane mein maza aata tha kyunki us waqt mein numbers ko control kar sakta tha. Har nahaani daswein notch par thi, bilkul theek temperature par thi, aur mukhlis 600 seconds, 10 minutes, tak chalti thi. Mujhe in numbers mein maza aata tha kyunki yeh even numbers the, lekin yeh bhi is liye pasand the ke yeh zero par khatam hotay thay. 7:14 par, mein ghar ke 14 seeriyan chadhta tha, har seeri ko gin kar.

Ye Story Bhi Dekhen : Woh Neela Aadmi 

Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain | Ek Darawni Kahani | Horror Stories

Mein apna nashta kha leta tha, har choori ke chaatne mein kul mila kar kitne seconds lagte hain, isko bhi mehnat se gin leta tha. Bus par sawar hone se pehle, jo 7:39 par hota tha, mein fridge ke magnets ko gin leta tha: saath, saath, saath, saath. Yahan se meri family ne meri gintiyan pe pehli baar tawajjo dene lagi. Shuru mein, unko lagta tha ke yeh sirf bachon ko kisi naye cheez ko samajhnay ke doran hoti hai. Lekin jaldi hi, meri gintiyan mazeed bigharti gayi.

Meri pehli manzil ki ustaad, Ms. Sullivan, mere maan baap ko batati thi ke mein dosray bachon ke mukablay mein kam tarraqqi kar raha hoon. Unko yeh notice hua ke mein har assignment par dosray students se zyada waqt leta hoon. Shuru mein, mere maan baap samajh nahi paaye ke kyun; woh samajhtay thay ke mein apni gintiyan ghar par theek se kar leta hoon.

Lekin phir woh mujh se sawaal karnay lagay, aam taur par roz raat ko nau sawaal. Mujhe unke sawaalon se nafrat thi, mujhe pasand nahi aata ke woh ek sawaal aur ya ek kam naheen poochte, lekin mein hamesha jawab deta tha. Meri jawab sun kar, unko samajh aane laga ke meri gintiyan sirf numbers samajhnay ki koshish nahi thi. Mein unko batata tha ke jab mein school jaata tha, to mein apni kaam par tawajjo nahi de sakta tha kyunki wahan bohot si cheezen ginti thi.

Kitabon ki ginti shelf par, markers aur colored pencils aur crayons ki ginti jo craft table par thi, classroom ke khidki ke bahir wale peedon ki ginti. Meri ek pasandida ginti thi jab mein classroom mein bachon ki ginti karta tha: solah, solah, solah, solah, ek even number. Lekin agar koi school se ghaib hota, toh yeh poori din uljhan paida kar sakti thi. Apna kaam karna mujh se aur bhi mushkil ho jata tha. Mujhe sirf yeh ehsaas hota ke kuch toh room mein balance nahi tha.

Aakhir kar, mere maan baap ne mujhe doctor ke paas le gaye. Jab mein examination room mein intezaar kar raha tha, mein desk par mojud jaaron ki ginti karta tha (teen, teen, teen, teen), kamre mein lights ki ginti (chhe, chhe, chhe, chhe), aur jo bhi cheez meri nazar par parti thi. Aath minute aur 54 seconds intezaar karne ke baad, mera doctor, Dr. Stephanie, aakhir kar pohanchi. Unho ne mujh se aise sawaal karna shuru kiye jo mujhe bechaini mehsoos karwa rahe thay, lekin mein samajh gaya ke mere maan baap chahte hain ke mein jawab doon, is liye meine jawab diya.

Oliver, unho ne mujh se sawaal ki shuruaat ki, tumhara dimagh kis bare mein soch raha hai abhi?

Teray pocket mein pens hain. Teen. Mujhe teen pasand nahi, maine jawab diya.

Aur tumhe teen number pasand kyun nahi?

Ye Story Bhi Dekhen : Woh Neela Aadmi 

Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain | Ek Darawni Kahani | Horror Stories

Yeh odd hai. Main even pasand karta hoon. Woh achay numbers hotay hain.

Yeh toh bohot acha hai! Main bhi even numbers pasand karta hoon. Toh jab bhi tum count kar rahe ho, toh hamesha even number of times count karte ho?

Is baat par soch kar, lagta hai Dr. Stephanie sirf mujhe khush kar rahi thi kyunke main sirf chhah saal, dus mahine aur bees din ka tha.

Hamesha chaar martaba. Kabhi-kabhi agar zaroorat ho toh zyada martaba bhi.

Tumhare parents ne bataya hai ke tum school mein apni kaam par dhyan nahi de rahe. Kya yeh is liye hai ke tum counting mein itne busy rehte ho?

Han. Ms. Sullivan ki class mein bohot kuch count karne ko milta hai. Kabhi bhi lagta nahi ke main counting complete kar chuka hoon.

Main samajh sakta hoon ke tumhara dhyan lagana mushkil hojata hai! Umeed hai, hum kuch madad kar sakte hain tumhara kaam behtar karne mein, theek hai? Main sirf tumhare parents se ek minute ke liye hall mein baat karke aata hoon, phir hum wapas aayenge. Kahi bhi hilna mat!

Dr. Stephanie ne mujhe kamre mein akela chhod diya jab woh hall mein mere parents se baat karne gaye, aur darwaza band karne ka bhi bhool gaye. Maine zameen par dekha aur kamre ke tiles ko ginne laga, jabse maine office mein dakhil hua tha, yeh cheeni baar thi. Jab main ginti kar raha tha, bees, bees ek, bees do, maine Dr. Stephanie ko chupke se dawai ke bare mein kehna suna. Tab mujhe iska matlab samajh nahi aaya, lekin clearly mere parents ko pata tha aur unko pasand nahi aaya.

Woh chilane lage, Hamara beta dawai ki zaroorat nahi hai, aur Hum phir se is office nahi aayenge! Meri maa ne mera haath pakra aur mujhe car mein le gayi tab tak maine tiles ki ginti puri nahi ki. Main kabhi nahi pucha ke kya masla hai; main raste mein saare street signs gin raha tha. Mere parents ne mujhe kabhi doosre doctor ke pass nahi le gaye.

Dr. Stephanie se mulaqat ke baad kuch nahi badla. Main rozana apni counting karta raha, aur school mein kaam mein mushkil hoti rahi kyunke mujhe focus nahi kar pa raha tha. Doctor ke appointment ke do mahine aur teen din baad, hamare class mein ek naya student, Parker, join hua. Satrah, satrah, satrah, satrah students class mein. Parker ki wajah se classroom hamesha be-tawajjo ho gaya. Main use nafrat karne laga. Meri kaam par focus karne ki salahiyat aur bhi kam ho gayi kyunke main hamesha even numbers ki taraf khinchta tha.

Ek din school ke baad, meri khwahish zyada taqatwar ho gayi. Mujhe yaad aaya ke Parker meri bus mein tha aur woh meri hi street par rehta tha. Bus apni chaarviyn stop par ruki, humari stop, aur hum dono utar gaye. Apne ghar jaane ke bajaye, maine socha ke Parker ko dekhoon ke woh kahan rehta hai. Main uske peeche chhup kar uske nazron se bach kar uske peeche chala gaya. Hum uske ghar pohonch gaye 474 kadam ke baad.

Main door ke bahar se dekhta raha jab woh andar jaata hai, apne agle kadam ka intezar karte hue. Uske andar jaane ke baad 12 minute aur 19 seconds baad, woh bahar aa kar apne driveway mein basketball khelne aaya. Tab mere bacpan ke dimagh ne socha ke usse dara kar use saza dilani chahiye. Main uske driveway mein approach kiya aur kaha, Parker, tum bada badmash ho aur mujhe nahi chahiye ke tum meri class mein ho! Tumne meri counting bigad di!

Ye Story Bhi Dekhen : Woh Neela Aadmi 

Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain | Ek Darawni Kahani | Horror Stories

Usne mujhe ghoor kar dekha. Obviously, use samajh nahi aaya ke meri counting kya hoti hai, lekin mujhe us par chilla kar acha laga. Usne kuch kehna shuru kiya lekin usse shabdon ko bahar nahi nikalne diya maine aur use zameen par dhakel diya.

Main kabhi apni pehli qatal ki awaz nahi bhooloonga. Yeh ek khali awaz thi, lekin ek chonkane wala crack, jaise ek lakdi ki baseball bat ke tootne ki awaz. Uska sir uske driveway ke ek akele patthar par gira. Uske sir ke aas paas ek laal rang ki talab shuru ho gayi. Woh harkat nahi kar raha tha. Tab bhi main sirf chhah saal ka tha, lekin mujhe pata tha ke maine kuch bohot galat kiya tha.

Main sach mein use chot nahi pahunchana chahta tha, bas maine use dara kar dhakela tha. Main 4 seconds ke intezaar ke baad ghar bhaag gaya. Bhaagte waqt meri soch sirf yahi thi ke kya maine use chot pahunchayi? Aur maine woh nahi karna chahta tha. Main jab ghar pohncha, main khush hua ke mere parents abhi tak kaam par nahi aaye the. Isne mujhe thoda waqt di apne aap ko sametne ke liye. Woh 5:27 par ghar aaye aur main raat ke baaki bhaag mein chup raha.

Kya tumko masla hai agar hum wahaan par nachain? maine poocha, bathroom ke sab se qareeb kone ki taraf ishara karte hue.

Of course, nahi, usne kaha, thora confused to tha lekin khushi khushi accept karliya ke maine usse dance karne ke liye poocha.

Dono mein se kisi ko dance aata nahi tha, isliye hum ne 10 minute aur 54 second tak ajeeb tarah se idhar udhar ghooma. Aakhirkaar maine kaha, Hey, Paige? Kya tum shayad, um, mujhse kiss karna chahegi? Hum bathroom chalein taake andhera na ho.

Main bohot zyada nervous tha. Isliye nahi ke main usse kiss nahi karna chahta tha, balki isliye ke numbers ab mere control mein aane waale thay.

O-o-theek hai, usne jawab diya, thora pareshaan.

Ye Story Bhi Dekhen : Woh Neela Aadmi 

Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain | Ek Darawni Kahani | Horror Stories

Maine uske haath pakda aur use girls’ bathroom ki taraf tezi se le gaya. Jaise hi wahaan pohunch gaye, maine dekha ke kisi aur ne stalls mein chhupkar nahi dekha. Hum bilkul akelay thay. Uske chehre par bada sa muskurahat tha, aur maine uske liye bhi fake muskurahat banaya. Jab hum dono kiss ke liye karib aaye, to maine sink ke kone ko mehsoos kiya. Maine apna haath uske sar ke sahi taraf rakh diya. Uske chehre ko mere taraf le jaane ki jagah, maine uske sar ko sink ke kone mein takra diya, jisse ek laal daag bana. Usne turant zameen par gir gayi.

Maine apna kaan uski naak par rakha aur das second gin ke dekha. Wo saans nahi le rahi thi. Main ne aakhirkaar kar hi diya; maine numbers ko control karliya. Even numbers banane se jo khushi mili, wo kuch aisa tha jise maine kabhi bhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Mere dimaag ko even numbers ne overwhelmed kar diya. Iss baar main puri tarah se zimmedaar tha. Lekin main abhi bhi khatam nahi hua tha.

Mujhe iss ko ek haadsa dikhna tha. Main ne paas ke janitor’s closet se ek wet floor sign uthaya aur turant bathroom ki taraf bhaaga. Bhagwan ka shukar hai, kisi ne Paige ko abhi tak nahi dhoondha. Maine thoda paani zameen par aur Paige ke jooton ke neeche daala. Phir maine wet floor sign uske pairon ke paas rakha aur dance floor ki taraf bhaaga. Kisi ko kabhi nahi pata chala ke main hi tha jo usse maara.

Jaise-jaise main bada hota gaya, mere Counts aur even numbers ki jo bechaini thi, wo kabhi kam nahi hui. Main aise logon ko maarna jari rakhta jo mere Counts ko bigaarte thay. Natalie, jab main 14 saal ka tha, usne mere English group mein saathven number ka hissa ban liya, Caleb, jab main 19 saal ka tha, usne mera teesra roommate ban ke mujhe pareshan kiya, Marcus, jab main 22 saal ka tha, wo hamesha TV volume odd number pe chhod deta tha, Sheryl jab main 24 saal ka tha, wo roz 17 ya 13 ya 15 emails bhejti thi, aur 12 aur log jo mujhe pareshan karte thay.

Main apne qatalon mein creative ho gaya tha kyunki mujhe inhe haadsa dikhne ke tarah banana tha ya yeh assure karna tha ke unki laash kabhi nahi milegi. Kabhi-kabhi main logon ko itna zor se sar pe maar deta tha ke woh mar jaate aur phir props daal deta tha jisse lagta ke woh gir kar sar pe maare. Kabhi-kabhi main logon ke khane mein zeher mila deta tha, jisse unke jism band ho jate aur post-mortem mein shak nahi hota. Ek baar, maine kisi insaan ko zinda dafnaya tha taake yeh dikhne lage ke woh khudkushi kar li thi. Main hamesha koi saboot nahi chhodta tha, siwaye meri 19vi aur aakhri laash ke.

Meri 19vi qatal ek aadmi ka tha jiska naam Ellis tha, jo mere saath kaam karta tha. Ellis to kisi group mein anayat nahi tha aur woh kuch aisa noticeable nahi karta tha jo odd numbers mein tha, lekin woh hamesha meri Counts ko interrupt karta tha. Jab main apne desk par baitha hota, main apni picture frames ki ginti karta (chaar, chaar, chaar, chaar) aur woh mujhe din mein kai baar interrupt karta tha. Usse itna pareshaan hokar, main jaanta tha ke main use maarna hi tha.

Jab se hum saath kam kar rahe hain, mujhe samajh aagaya tha ke main usko kahan maroonga: uske car ke paas, jab kaam khatam ho. Main apni car mein ek lakdi ka bat rakhta tha, jo maine aksar apni zindagi ke dushmanon par istemal kiya tha. Din ka ant aa gaya aur maine dekha ke Ellis nikalne ke liye tayyar ho raha tha, isliye maine dheere se apne saare samaan jama kiya, apna coat pehna, aur usse pehle nikal gaya.

Main jaldi se apni car tak bhaaga, apna bat pakda, aur uske car ke paas wale jhaadion mein chhup gaya. Teen minute aur 16 seconds intezaar karne ke baad, maine suna ke uske car ke darwaze khulne ke awaaz aayi. Ab meri mauka tha. Bina kuch kaha, maine snowy jhaadion se bahar nikal kar seedhe uske samne aakar apna bat uske sir par gira diya. Is hamle se ek tez awaaz aayi, aur mera bat toot gaya.

Ye Story Bhi Dekhen : Woh Neela Aadmi 

Mujhe Numbers Bohat Pasand Hain | Ek Darawni Kahani | Horror Stories

Main turant samajh gaya ke kuch gadbad hai. Ellis zameen par gir gaya, uske sir ka saamne ka hissa thoda andar daba hua tha. Woh ab bhi saans le raha tha. Main kuch karne se pehle, usne apne pairon par khade hokar seedha mere chehre par ek zordaar thappad maara. Mujhe yaad hai ke mera naak behne laga, lekin main us par dhyan nahi de raha tha. Balki, main apne shuru kiya hua kaam ko khatam karne par dhyaan diya hua tha. Maine apne hath mein baqi rahay bat ke tukde ko uthaya aur uske sir par ek, do, teen, chaar, paanch, chhe, saat, aath baar gira diya, jab tak woh saans lene se ruk gaya.

Mujhay nikalnay se pehlay, meinay yeh dekhna tha ke jaise ke woh baraf par phisal gaya ho. Kyun ke tab toh sardi thi, meinay seedhay Ellis ke paon ke paas paani daala, jantay howe ke kuch minute mein woh jam jayega. Uske baad, meinay apni bat ke jo bacha tha woh li aur side mirror pe chaar dafa maara, taa ke lagay ke Ellis ne jab phisla toh uski sir is pe takraya ho. Aakhir mein, meinay apni bat ke saare unnauvein tukray ikhattay kar liye aur ghar chala gaya. Mujhay bahut khushi thi ke ab mujhay Ellis ki tangdasti se pareshani nahi ho gi. Lekin meri khushi kuch zyada der nahi rahi.

Aglay kuch din toh normal taur par guzray jaise guzartay hain. Meinay apni counting bina kisi rukawat ke ki, yeh ek ajeeb aur nayi feeling thi. Office mein log Ellis ki maut par afsos karte rahe, lekin mujhay uski parwaah nahi thi; woh sirf aik kam kam the jin par mujhay counting karne ki parwaah thi. Sab kuch theek chal raha tha jab tak maut ke paanch din baad. Us din, jab mein apnay kaam ke liye tayyar ho raha tha, meri darwazay par kisi ki khatknak awaz sunai di. Mein jaldi se neechay utra, counting karte hue, aur darwaza khola. Teen police wale mujhay handcuffs ke saath salam kiya

Oliver Miller, Ellis Langdon ke qatal ke ilzaam mein aap girftar hain.

19 qatalon ke baad, mujhe aakhir kar pakar liya gaya. Mujhe adhoora mehsoos ho raha tha, jaise ke mere andar ka ek bara hissa abhi abhi chhin liya gaya ho. Rozana hi mujhe maloom tha ke maine jo kiya hai uske liye mujhe jail jana hoga, jiska matlab tha ke main apna 20wa qatal kabhi nahi kar paunga. Mera pura jeevan adhoora reh jayega Lagta hai, jo kuch hua woh yeh tha ke jab Ellis ne mere chehre par punch mara, to uske knuckles par meri khoon lag gaya. Isay test kiya gaya aur meri taraf wapis pohncha. Ek din jab main kaam par tha, to woh mere car ko search karke baseball bat ke rehnuma, jis par uska DNA tha, ko daryaft kiya.

Jab maine Ellis ke qatal ke liye giriftar kiya gaya, to police ne mujh par full investigation shuru ki. Unho ne 18 qatlon mein se 17 ko mujh se jor diya. Woh ek hi cheez thi jo unhon ne mujh par sabit nahi kar saki thi, woh tha Parker ka case, lekin us waqt tak yeh baat kisi ko bhi nahi farq padta tha. Main ne 38 saal mein teen serial killers ki poori zindagi mein jo qatle kiye, us se bhi zyada logon ko maar dala tha. Mere adalati trial ka natija to aap samajh sakte hain: maine nahi kiya, lekin saboot itne mazboot the ke mujhe gunahgar qarar diya gaya.

Sab se bura hissa tha jab judge ne faisla sunaya, unhon ne mujhe 19 zindagi ki saza di, har shakhs ke liye ek saza, jin logo ne maine qatal kiya tha. Unhein maloom tha ke yeh ek aur ajeeb adad hoga jo mere zindagi bhar mujhe pareshan karega. Main chhay saal, no nau mahine aur chaudo dinon se jail mein hoon.  Har din bas aik hi zehar hai. Main bar-bar mazeed even numbers ki talash mein rehta hoon, lekin mujhe pata hai agar main yahan kisi ko maar doon,

Main ko akela kar diya gaya, saath din kay liye.  Mera pura zindagi bilkul off-balanced hai. Yahaan aane ke baad se meri gintiyaan bilkul sahi nahi lag rahi hain.

Bas jo soch rahi hai, wo mery zehan mein aik chay saal se hai, 19, 19, 19, 19

Yaar, ab ye adhoori feeling bardasht nahi ho rahi. Aaj raat, main apni 20vi barasat se chutkara paunga: khud se.

Khatam!!

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