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The Mission

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

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Woh ek purani, chhod di gayi mission hai jo Tucumcari, New Mexico ke pashchim ki pahaadiyon mein sthit hai. Car se sabse paas aane waale access point se lagbhag 3 ghante ki trek hai. Kisi bhi map par iska koi suchna nahin hai aur iske liye koi saaf rasta nahin hai, lekin agar aapke paas dhoondhne ke liye din ya do hain, to aap shayad ise khoj sakte hain.

Lekin main isko salah nahin dunga.

Main wahan gaya tha – lagbhag teen saal pehle ab, jab maine desh ke kshetra ko paar karne ke liye garmi ki chhutti bitai thi.

Maine is jagah ke baare mein ek message board par suna tha aur faisla kiya ki main dekh sakta hoon kya. Yeh jagah prachin kalpana hai, aisa dikhta hai; jis prakar ki jo aksar is baare mein vichar vyakhya karta hai ki kya yeh sthal vastav mein upasthit hai ya yah ek mithya hai. Zaroor, har koi jo is kahani ko jaanta hai, wahi ek samanya visheshata par vibhinn samay parivaar kathansunata hai. Lekin ek aam sujhav jo aap bar-bar sunenge, vah hai ki kisi ameer zameen malik ne 1700s mein ‘kuch’ mission ko diya tha, jise pandit ne chhupaya tha. Iske bare mein saaransh nahin hai, bilkul saaf nahin hai. Kuch log kehte hain ki yah kuch khazana tha, kuch log ek khazana ka naksha tha; aur fir wahi adhigamik siddhanton mein vibhinn sujhav, jaise ki Spain se sail ki gayi ek pavitra avashyak vastu hai.

Voh subah, jab main mission dhoondhne gaya, tab main ek suvidha store mein samagri kharid raha tha, jab kuch sthanik bachche ne mujhe clerk se is baare mein kehne ka zikar karte suna. Ek ne mujhe bataya ki agar main jagah dhoondh leta hoon, to mujhe ‘kankal’ ko dhoondhna hoga. Yeh vah hissa tha jise maine abhi tak nahin suna tha, isliye maine bachche se puchha ki vah kis bare mein baat kar rahe hain.

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Usne mujhe bataya ki mission ke andar kisi purane, dikhai nahi dene wale kankal ka kuch prasang hai, aur iske anusaar, har yatri jo mission jaata hai, use alag-alag sthalon par paya jata hai, kuchh kehte hain ki yah ek khazana hai, kuchh ek khazana ka naksha hai; aur fir wahi adhigamik siddhanton mein vibhinn sujhav, jaise ki Spain se sail ki gayi ek pavitra avashyak vastu hai.

Usi samay uske ek dost ne kaha, “aur iska sir nahi hai!” Jiske baad pahla bachcha ne vivad kiya, “Nahi, yah aisa nahi hai!” Shesh samuh ne sabhi apni paksh le liya. Maine kuch bachcho ko suna jo ‘be sir’ shivir ko santvana dene ki koshish kar rahe the, “Yah adha sir ka hai.” Kam se kam ek bachcha to yah dawa kar raha tha ki mission khud hi upasthit nahin hai.

Maine bachchon ko unki salah ke liye dhanyavaad diya, apni kharidari ka bhugtan kiya aur chala gaya, jab tak vivad abhi tak jari tha. Main apne aap se hansne laga jab main dukan se nikla, yaad karke ki kaise meri saheliyon aur main is umra mein aise vyarth khabrein sun kar vivad karte the.

Char ghante ya aise hi baad, main kahi beech mein ek pahaad ki choti par pahuncha aur mission ke gira hua stuko bahri dewar ke saath se gujar raha tha.

Samay ne us sthal ke sath sahyog nahi kiya tha. Church ki chat ke lagbhag kuch bacha nahin tha, lekin uski diwarein adhikansh roop se avashyak thi. Mool floor par ek sthapit mal layer tha, jisme mission ke bhitar kuch sukhra, peela ghas bikhra hua tha.

Baat karne ki koshish kartay hain toh samjho, ke ek safaid-o-khushk lakdi kay chhand kuchh tanay dikh rahay thay, jo zameen mein dhas gayi thi. Koi kursiyan, koi salibiyan, koi minbar, koi maseet nahi thi. Agar is mandir nay is jaga chhor di thi toh mausam nay usay toh bas dhool bana di thi.

Baaki tamam imaratain mukhtalif darje mein bigar chuki thi. Kuch toh sirf diwaron kay dhabbay ban gaye thay, jo dikhatain thi ke kabhi kisi imarat ki wajood thi. Kuch partially gir chuki thi, aur kuch almost theek thaak thi.

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Jab mein ek girayi hui imarat mein diwaron kay baray mein nazar daal raha tha, toh mainay wahan badnaam khandani khopdi ko daryaft kiya.

Uski haddiyan saal bhar ki jama hui dhool say gandi ho chuki thi. Uskay kandhon aur bazon par ab bhi thorey thorey safed kapray latkay thay, jo uskay seenay aur bazuon kay hissay ko dhak rahay thay. Isi tarah uskay pants kay grey residues uskay taangon kay hadiyon kay neechay phaatay huay thay.

Uski skull upper-left side par dab gayi thi, jiski wajah say uski aankh ka aadha hissa choos gaya tha. Main yaad karta hoon sochta tha, “Woh bachay jo kehte thay ke woh ‘adha sar’ wala hai, unko ek cola milna chahiye!”

Uski baaiin taang ek bari girayi hui chhat kay baraabar dab gayi thi, mujhay toh yeh sochne par majboor kia ke shayad woh masoom banda us kamray mein phans kar mar gaya tha jab chhat gir kar us par gir gayi thi. Ya phir shayad usay woh girawat nay khud hi day di thi. Yeh uskay sar par hone wali nuksan ko samjha sakti thi.

Yeh faasla buhat chhota tha kay wahan say guzar kar nahi ja saktay thay, aur mein kisi itna unstable hissay mein dakhil honay ka khatra nahi uthana chahta tha, toh mainay apni tehqiqaat jaari rakhi.

Sach kehne ki toh mein wahan ki aur kuch yaad nahi karta. Jo yaad hai, woh sirf itna hai ke mujhay achanak sir mein dard hone laga, jo dheere dheere barh kar itna bura ho gaya ke mein mushkil say chal sakta tha. Jab woh sach mein bura ho gaya, toh mujhay aik seeti ki awaaz sunai di, waisi kisam ki, industrial seeti ki, jo mujh par har jagah aur kahin say aarahi thi, jab tak ke woh itni tez ho gayi ke aisa lag raha tha jaise ke aik A380 mujh par land ho raha ho.

Jab woh aik unchi had tak pohnchi, toh mujhay chakar aagaya aur main behosh ho gaya. Mein sirf itna samajh saka ke shayad mujhay garmi say bhookharat ho rahi ho, is liye mein aik qareebi diwaren say dhoop mein baith gaya, aur behtareen tarah say paani peena shuru kiya.

Thora waqt guzarne ke baad, mujhay behtar mehsoos hua. Lekin woh na-mutmaini wala pal mujhay mera sair karne ka jazba chhor gaya, is liye jab mein itna theek hua ke chal sakta tha, toh mein jald az jald apni car ki taraf rawana hua.

Main apni chutti par jari rakhta raha, aur aakhir kar puri tarah se mashriqi sahil tak pohncha, jaisa ke mainay irada kiya tha.

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Lekin us din ke baad, chezen alag ho gayi thin. Main yeh exactly kaise samjhaun, mujhay nahi pata, lekin jab dinon din se guzarte gaye, toh mein safar kam aur kam enjoy karne laga. Mein thora udaas mehsoos karne laga, phir baad mein thora pareshan bhi hua.

Shayad khawab tab shuru ho gaye jab main abhi tak safar kar raha tha? Yaad nahi aata.

Bilkul, jab main ghar aaya, to maine apne dosto aur family ke saath apni poori safar ki tasveerain aur videos share ki. Yeh pehli dafa tha jab maine kabhi bhi woh tasveerein dekhi thi jo maine mission mein li thi.

Jab main apni behan ko skeleton ki tasveerain dikhane gaya, to woh wahan nahi thi. Meri phone par mere liye mil gayi tasveerein bilkul theek thi, lekin skeleton khud wahan nahi tha!

Naturally, maine sirf ye samjha ke main apni photo gallery mein ek se dusre building ko gumrah kar raha tha, is liye maine unhein dekha. Tab maine dekha tasveerein aur videos areas ki jo main bilkul yaad nahi rakhta tha ke maine unhein visit kiya tha! Tasveerein buildings ke andar li gayi thi jo mujhe yaad hi nahi aati, kisi bhi tareekay se unmein dakhil hua bhi nahi tha. Aur is se aur pareshan kun, kam az kam 27 tasveerein kisi qisam ke undercroft ki thin, jahan main bila shuba dakhil nahi gaya tha, jo ke ek enclosed chapel jaise lag raha tha, aur ek crypt thi jismein wall mein qabristan ki markings thi.

Ek video bhi thi jismein mujhe chapel tak pohanchne ke liye ek lambi, andheri corridor mein jate hue dikhaya gaya tha. Normal taur par main apni solo exploration videos mein running commentary dete hain, lekin mission ke saare videos mein audio scrambled tha.

Jab maine apni behan ko is sab ke bare mein dar lagne laga, to woh sochti thi ke main unke saath mazaak kar raha tha.

Main? Main nahi janta ke kya sochun. Phir, Main to bas pareshan mehsoos kar raha tha – aur thoda dar bhi.

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Agli subah maine faisla kiya ke main mission ki gallery phir se dekhun. Main hairat se dekha ke ek tasveer mein skeleton ek bade pile of rubble par pada tha! Main bilkul yaad rakhta hoon ke maine is tasveer ko raat mein apni behan ke saath dekhi thi, aur skeleton wahan nahi tha! Yeh bilkul wohi skeleton tha, wahi khas sar ki chot ke saath.

Har baar jab main gallery mein wapis jata tha taki main is sab ko samajh saku ya kisi ko apni kahani suna sakun, to skeleton move kar gaya hota tha. Kabhi kabhi mere dosto aur family ke liye main usay nahi dhoond pata tha, lekin aksar woh kahin photo/video library mein hota tha – bus, wohi nahi jahan woh aakhri dafa tha.

Aksar log sochte hain ke main unhein dara raha tha. Lekin kuch dost aur rishtedar mujh par yakeen karte hain, main sochta hoon.

Aakhirkaar, mujhe sab kuch bohat zyada ho gaya aur maine mission se jo kuch bhi tha, usay sirf delete kar diya. Lekin yeh choti dair ke liye bhi mere zehan ko sukoon nahi dila saka, is liye as a precaution, maine poori phone ko saaf kiya aur usay naye phone ke liye exchange kar diya.

Mujhe bus mission ke baare mein sab bhool jana tha aur apni zindagi jari rakhni thi. Lekin main itna khushqismat nahi tha.

Main yaqeen nahi kar sakta ke khawab kab shuru hue. Shayad jab maine tasveerein aur videos ko discard kiya ya shayad jab main abhi tak safar par tha?

Hamesha wohi hota hai. Aur hamesha alag.

Main ek shandar purane ghar ke andar ghoom raha hoon; kuch aisa jo 20th century ke aas-paas se lagta hai. Asal mein, yeh ghar se zyada mansion hai.

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Floorplan ka koi matlab nahi banta. Lekin yeh theek hai, kyunke khawabon mein floorplans ko matlab nahi banana chahiye. Yeh kabhi bhi aik hi khawab mein consistent nahi rehta, let alone raat se raat tak.

Me bas kamre kamre mein ghoomta rehta hoon. Har kamra mukhtalif hai. Main kuch talash kar raha hoon, lekin mujhe nahi pata kya. Aur mujhe yeh ehsaas hai ke ghar mein main akela nahi hoon. Koi aur bhi yahan hai, aur main unse bachna chahta hoon. Mujhe is doosre shakhs se darr nahi lagta, bus main unse mulaqat nahi karna chahta.

Ye khawab mujhe bar-bar aata hai. Har raat nahi, lekin aksar raaton mein. Aur lagbhag har baar jab ye khawab aata hai, to main poori raat bas ghar mein bhatakta rehta hoon, khoya hua mehsoos karta hoon.

Magar kabhi-kabhi, bohat kam baar, main aik darwaza milti hai. Main is darwaze ko kaise bayan karoon, lekin ye darwaza ghar ke tamam doosre darwazon se mukhtalif hai. Ye darwaza khaas hai. Aur kuch tarah, mujhe bas pata chalta hai ke jo bhi main dhoond raha hoon, wo seedha is darwaze ke peeche hai.

Phir bhi, is darwaze ko kholne ki mujhe itni shiddat se khwahish hoti hai, pehli kuch martabah jab maine ise dekha, to main bas peeche hat gaya aur isay ghoor kar khara raha. Kuch cheez mujhe kehti thi ke is darwaze ko kholna bohat bura khayal hai, is liye maine khud ko majboor kiya ke main palat kar wohi raasta loon jahan se aya tha.

Us khwab ke turant baad ki din hamesha… mushkil hota tha; khaas kar raat ko. Mujhe bas yeh ehsaas hota tha ke kuch “galat” hai.

Phir kuch dino baad, jab maine khwab mein wohi darwaza chaar ya paanch martabah dekha, to main apne aap ko rok nahi saka; maine uske qareeb jana aur apne ungliyan us handle ke charon taraf lapet li. Main itna, itna majboor tha ke ise palat kar darwaza kholoon, lekin maine khud ko yeh khayal dilaya aur chhod diya.

Agle raat, main beech raat mein dar se utha. Jaise hi mujhe apni jaga mili, maine aik awaz suni, dhire dhire, Spanish mein pareshan ho kar bol rahi thi.

Jald hi, mere aankhon ne andheron mein adjust kar liya aur maine unhe dekha. Koi mere samne khara tha, mere bedroom ke kone mein. Main unki kisi bhi khoobiyat ko nahi samajh sakta tha; lekin mere khirki se andar ati hui ambient roshni itna dikhane ke liye thi ke wahan definitly koi tha.

Main bas wahan baitha raha, sanatta se, jab tak ke wo ghuspaithi shakhs apni mukhtalif zabaani takraar ke sath zyada pareshan nahi hone lage. Mere dimaagh mein race karne laga, khud ko samajhne ki koshish karte hue ke main is dewana ke khilaf apne aap ko kaise bacha sakta hoon. Mere paas ek hi soch thi ke main apni bistar ki lamp ko un par phenk doon. Unhen aankhon se dekhte hue, maine apne raat ki meiz se lamp ko dhoondne ki koshish ki. Lekin maine touch se use nahi paya. Main ne sirf aik lamha ke liye apni raasta talash karne mein madad karne ke liye apna sar murna tha, lekin jab main palat kar dekha, to ghuspaithi gayab ho gaya. Takraar bhi ruk gayi thi.

Main wahan baitha raha, apni lamp ki gardan par apne haath ko mazbooti se pakda hua ke agar mujhe ab bhi zaroorat ho, phir bhi usay dekhte raha, jahan par anjaan tha.

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Kuch nahi. Koi awaz nahi. Unka koi tasawwur nahi.

Phir kuch chota sa andheron se gir gaya, seedha wohi jahan woh khare thay. Main ne suna jab yeh zameen par gir gaya to iski takraar aayi.

Chahay maine isay theek se dekha na ho, lekin mujhe yaqeen hai ke yeh ek tasbeeh thi.

Main lamp ke surface par phirne lagi, switch dhoondne ke liye. Yeh kaam bohot zyada waqt le gaya, lekin akhirkaar mere kaanpate hue ungliyan isay dhoond hi liya.

Mera pura bedroom bilkul waisa tha jaisa hona chahiye tha. Koi dakhil nahin. Kisi qisam ki koi tod-fod ki nishaani nahin. Main ne himmat jutaai ke bed se utro aur woh konay ki taraf gayi jahan woh shakhs khara tha.

Kuch nahi. Tasbeeh kuch nahi.

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Baqi kuch karne ke liye kuch bhi nahi tha, is liye main dar se bharak uthi aur bathroom mein ja kar apne chehre par thoda sa pani splash karne gayi. Akhirkaar, main wapas bed par jane ki koshish ki, lekin us raat ke baad maine aankh lagakar bhi nahi so saki. Haqiqatan, agle kuch raaton tak maine bohot kam soya.

Mujhe aaj bhi wohi khawab aate hain, aur kabhi-kabhi, main woh darwaza phir se dhoond leta hoon. Ab woh khud ko us darwaze se rokne ka bohot mushkil ho raha hai. Teen mukhtalif maqamat par ab tak, maine us darwaze ko choo kar dekha. Aik dafa, maine isay haath lagaya aur darwaza ko thoda sa harkat di; itni si harkat ke woh darwaza darwaze ki post se bhi guzar na saka.

Har dafa jab main us darwaze ko choota hoon, to mujhe yaqeen hai ke agle raat woh ajnabi mujh se mulaqat karega. Aur yeh purane haweli ke muttaliq khawab se mukhtalif, ab main yaqeen rakhta hoon ke woh mulaqatain khawab nahi hain!

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Mujhe nahi pata ke isay kya kehte hain; ek rooh? Aik poltergeist? Lekin yeh mere kamre mein aati hai aur mujh se samajh nahi aane wale alfazon mein udas awaz mein Spanish bolati hai. Us din ke baad, jab maine darwaza partially khol diya tha, woh bohot udas thi, aise ke main yaqeen rakhta hoon ke woh mujhe nuksan pohnchane wali hai. Main ab dekhta nahi. Dekh nahi sakta. Main sirf apni siron par chadar daal leta hoon jaise ke aik chhote bacha, apne kaan mein apne ungliyan dale kar, aur apne aap ko yeh yakeen dene ki koshish karta hoon ke yeh sab ho nahi raha. Jo bhi hai, main janta hoon ke mein isay mukhlis seene mein nahi maar sakta, is liye wohi kar sakta hoon ke chhup jao.

Main yahaan apni tafseelat samjha nahi sakta: lekin main sochta hoon ke jab main woh mission gaya tha, to maine kuch aisa mila tha jo main yaad nahi kar sakta. Aur, Main sochta hoon ke maine usay apne saath lekar bhi aaya tha. Main sochta hoon ke woh jo kuch maine paaya tha, woh kuch sawaal ki tarah tha.

Aur jab raat ko main us purane haweli mein ghoomta hoon, to main samajhta hoon ke main jawab ki talash mein hoon.

Mujhe is aehmiyat ka bura ehsaas hai ke chaahe jo bhi sawaal ho, woh jawab ke liye nahi hai. Aur main samajhta hoon ke jab maine us mission se woh sawaal lekar chala gaya, to maine kuch aur cheez ka bhi aik hissa lekar gaya; kuch aisa jo us mission ki hifazat kar raha tha; kuch aisa jo chaahta tha ke woh sawaal kabhi jawab na paaye.

Shayad yeh baat kisi ko samajh nahi aaye gi. Main khud bhi yeh baat samajh nahi sakta.

Jo main keh sakta hoon, woh yeh hai, ke jitna darta hoon raat ko mujhe bhataknay wali rooh se, utna hi zyada darta hoon ke us darwaze ke peeche kya paaoonga.

Khatam!!

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