Yeh Koi Reindeer Nahi Thi | Woh Kya Tha? | Horror Stories.

Yeh Koi Reindeer Nahi Thi

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

Yeh Koi Reindeer Nahi Thi | Woh Kya Tha? | Horror Story

Allah, khud se keh raha tha main, jab pehli barf ke qatray girne lage. Wo sheeshay par jama ho kar dhundli si gathriyan bana rahe thay jo ke meri windscreen par lag gayi thin, phir mairay wipers ne unhen saaf kar diya. Main ne bees minute intezaar kiya tha — nahi, bas, pandrah minute — meri behan ke driveway mein. Agar main ne uske sath andar intezaar kiya hota, to ab tak to main mar chuka hota uske do siyahi billiyon ki wajah se. Pyari shaitaniyon, magar meri naak ke darmiyan qatl. Soojan bhari aankhon aur gala ka band ho jana, bas yahi mujhe chahiye tha.

Har saal, hamari family Hope, Alaska ke janglon mein chhupi dadi nani ke cabin ki taraf barhti thi, aur mujhe umeed thi ke main bhaari barf girne se pehle pohunch jaunga. Kyunki meri behan ki license DUI ki wajah se suspend ho gayi thi, to yahan main — waqt ke qaidi ban gaya tha — apne ungliyon ko daba kar steering wheel par tap kar raha tha.

Jab meri maa ne mujh se kaha ke apni behan ko lene jaun, to main ne to shuru se hi isko nafrat kiya tha. Yeh baat nahi thi ke ham ek doosre se nafrat karte thay; bus hum itne kareeb nahi thay. Sadiyon se lariyan aur tez takraar ke baad, hum door ho gaye thay aur hamari dosti thandi ho gayi thi. Haan, hum bhai behan thay, magar ab lagta tha ke hamain bhai behan hone ki buniyad se sirf ijzaat milti hai.

Akhirkaar, jaise Valhalla ke darwazon ne khul gaye thay, uski front door khuli, aur bahar nikli. Uski baal jangli sabz the. Aakhri dafa jab maine use dekha tha, woh safed the. Us se pehle ke dafa, woh baingani the.

Sab kuchh hai? Maine poocha, jab usne apni jagah par baith kar kuch jhoolay piche seat par daal diye.

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Hm, usne jawab diya, jab ke usne apni chashme theek ki aur kuch bags piche seat par daal diye.

Aur usi tarah, hum nikal gaye.

Hope tak takreeban tees minute ka safar tha, aur jald hi beech mein ajeeb khamoshi charh gayi. Is baat ka koi faida nahi hua ke radio meri car mein kaam nahi karta tha aur kharab auxiliary port ki wajah se tumhara music jaise ke hilne laga hua tha.

Jab hum Hope Highway ke turn-off tak pohunch gaye, rasta moti safed chadar mein badal gaya tha. Khuda ka shukar hai, Christmas ki raat ko, Hope ke chhote se muhalle ki lambi raastaan khali hoti hain. Cabin sadlon ke darakhton ki basti mein paanch mile door thi.

Maine murna ki koshish ki, to meri behan ne khirki kholi, ek blunt nikala aur usko apne lighter se jalaya. Ek lafz? usne poucha.

Barf ne neeche se churatay hue awaz di. Jab tak main gaari chala raha hoon, tab nahi.

Seedhi sadak hai. Hum practically pohunch hi gaye hain. Usne kheench kar le li aur khirki se bahar uda di.

Mujhe sirf is par dhyan dena hai, theek hai?

Usne naraaz hokar chashmon ko uncha kiya. Agar tumhe itni chinta hai to thoda dheere chalna.

Yeh tha woh chooha, ek jhalkaane ke liye chashe me ka bait. Magar is dafa, main nahi phansna tha, is dafa nahi. Usko sehna hoga ke hum jaldi pohunch jaate hain. Safar taqreeban khatam ho chuka tha, aur jald hi main ek garam drawing room mein hoon ga, jahan mere paon oonchay hain, mairay haath mein spiked eggnog hai aur Bobby Helms ki Jingle Bell Rock ka jadoo chal raha hai. Main abhi se sun sakta hoon Uncle Jed ko kehte hue ke: Santa Claus ke paas itna bara kyun—

Yaar! meri behan cheekh uthti hai, mairi taraf ungli ishaara karte hue, aur meri nazar windshield par phir se laut jati hai.

Gari ne ab mazeed moti raasta tay kiya tha. Bara ek barra saand hamare raste mein khara tha. Ankhain bohot bari bari khuli hui thin, aur woh bewaqoofiyat se na harkat ki. Jab unchi raushni usay dhundh lai, to mujhe ek zadati hui darr lag gaya. Mein ne jhat se chakron mein chakar lagaya, gari chikni sadak par chal pari aur sleet ki ek pyali uchhal pari.

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Saand, jo ke caribou ke naam se bhi jana jata hai, jhukta hua tha, jab ke bumper uske naak se sirf kuch inch door tha.

Hum rasta se hat gaye aur aik siski bhari hui, Ya Allah, ne nikali. Kya humne usko takra diya?

Nahi, meri behan ne kaha, khirki se jhankte hue, ek aur dhuwan chhodti hui.

Mene stirng wheel ghuma aur race dabai. Pahiyon ne awaz di, sleet ke tootne ki awaz aai, lekin ek inch bhi nahi hili.

Perfect, mein ne moaning ki awaz nikali aur apni kursi se uth kar dekha. Samne ke do pahiyon par siyah gandagi lagi hui thi aur practically barf ki ek choti si taqat mein doobi hui thin. Mene us par lat mari, taki chalne wale thos barf ko tapakto se saaf kar doon, aur pechayon ke nichle hisse se. Jab mujhe thak jaya, to mene usay apne ungliyon se saaf karne ki koshish ki.

Chal nikal, Prancer, meri behan ne us dark tasvir ki taraf awaz lagai, uske singh toh treetops tak pahunch chuke the.

Phir usne aik ajeeb si cheekh nikali, uske do pindliyon se, jo aik bachon ki kitab mein dekhne ko milti hai. Lekin wahan, jangalon ki khamoshi mein, yeh aik bhayanak manzar tha. Uske vaghaar hui shakl ka tareeqa, jis tarah ke do pindlion par khara rehna, almost insani tor par tha. Jis wajah se mujhe tab realize hua ke uske paas dum nahi tha.

Uski takatwar gardan ek taraf mudi aur usne aik aahista sa metal ka chik chik nikala – aik lohe ke tukdon ke bich metal ki khar kharahat ki ek dukh bhari cheekh. Meri tangen barf ki mooraton ban gayin, mujhe jameen par jakad liya tha jaise ki main ek sathari patthar tha. Saand ne apni asal surat mein neeche gir kar bhari kadam rakhe. Uske nathnon se safed dhuan aur naak se snot ke dharne nikal rahi thi. Mein shikar ka mahir nahi tha, lekin itna to samajh mein aata tha ke jab koi naraz janwar apne hamle ke liye tayyar ho raha ho, to uski pehchan karna mushkil nahi hai.

Mein ne driver ki seat ki taraf kood kar darwaza khol diya aur usi waqt jab uski khamoshiyan mere tak pahunchi, antlers darwaze par khurd rahe the, jaise ke uska bara jism woh rasta guzar kar gaya tha jahan mein kuch hi pal pehle khada tha. Tez, bohot tez.

Meri behan ne uske jhatke par cheekh maari jab uska bara jism fir se mudi aur is baar headlights ki shishein todi aur humein andheron mein dubo diya.

Bas chal, meri behan ne meri kaan mein chillaya.

Mujhe koshish kar raha hoon, bhagwan ki kasam! Mein ne chuski li.

Pahiyon ka chakar mein bas chakkar kaat rahi thi. Hum phans gaye the.

Janwar ne dobara hamla kiya, is baar khirki ko maarti hui. Meri behan ke sir ke qareeb ek shishein ki jaal phail gayi.

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Mein ne kisi bhi cheez ka talash ki – haqeeqatan har kisi cheez ka talash ki – jo mein hathiyar ke tor par istemal kar sakta tha. Mein hamesha hi bandooqon ke deewane nahi tha, lekin us lamhe mein, agar yeh matlab hota ke us waqt mere hath mein aik Glock hoti, to mein apne sar ko mund leta.

Car ko ek aur jhatka dene ke baad, reindeer ka dil finally thanda hogaya aur woh darakhto ki jhilon mein gayab hogayi.

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Kuch arsa saans lene aur sochne ka mauka mila, humne Dad ko phone kiya aur unhe halat ka bayan kiya. Wo apni pickup lekar niche aane wale the humein nikalne ke liye is takleef se.

Maine apni behan ki taraf dekha, jo apni ungliyon ke beech lambi aur dheere saas le rahi thi. “Tum theek ho?” maine poocha.

“Tumhe kya lagta hai?” usne nakhray se kaha. “Maine kaha tha dheere chalne ko.”

Ek aur zor ka jhatka, is bar main bardasht nahi karne wala tha. “Tumhe kuch kaam nahi aata?” maine cheekha. “Toh bahar jao aur dhakka laga! Nahi? Toh chup raho! Ab mujhe iski zarurat nahi hai.”

Usne aur kuch nahi kaha, aur na hi maine, ek bar phir woh khaamoshi ka gehra daur mein wapas chale gaye. Jitni jaldi Dad ke headlight door ki dhalan mein chamakne lage, utna behtar tha.

Achank, usne khirki khol di.

“Tum kya kar rahi ho?” maine poocha.

“Ssss.  Wo apne honth bandh liye. Bas suno.”

Uski majboori ko samajhte hue, maine intezaar kiya, aur beshak, awaz mujhe bhi sunai di. Bahar se ek chhoti si ladki ki dardnak awaz.

“Koi, roti hui,” usne rone ki awaz mein bola, “Mujhe kho gaya hai. Kripya madad karo — main kho gayi hoon.”

Meri behan ne darwaza khol diya aur ishara kiya ke ise kholun.

Maine uski kalai pakdi.

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“Tum kya kar rahi ho?” usne chillaai. “Bahar koi hai.”

“Bass thoda intezaar karo! Ajeeb hai na?”

Awaz wahi tarah ro rahi thi, hichkichahat ke beech gale ke neeche fas kar, kisi ko, kisi bhi ko, apni madad karne ke liye guzarish kar rahi thi. Mujhe wo awaz pasand nahi aayi. Wohi lambi khenchti hue baat cheet, wohi rote hue awazein, jaise koi speaker par repeat button daba raha ho. Kuch galat tha, aur meri fitrat mujhe bayan kar rahi thi ke yahan khatra hai.

Phir meri behan ne mujhe dekha, aur uska chehra herani se murja gaya. Usne tezi se peeche hatne ki koshish ki, dono kandhein car ke andar dab gayi. Wo awazein thi jo shabd lag rahi thi lekin uske gale se nikal nahi pa rahi thi.

Maine mud kar dekha aur us chehre ko dekha jo mujhe dekh raha tha. Uske paas aadmi ke chehre the, jinhe reindeer ke jhilmile balon ne ghira hua tha. Uski jild purani kamar jaise purane jute lapet kar thi, jise uske lambi reengti hui skull ke charon taraf bandha tha. Barf ke qatre uske chhode hue, bejuban aankhon par gire aur uske andheron mein ghul gaye. Usne car ko gherna shuru kiya, apni singon ko hila kar aur sheeshe andar dekhne ki koshish karte hue.

Mere dil ki dhadkan meri gale ki dewar ko hila rahi thi. Main apni behan se nazar milti gayi, sirf shanka ke peeche kuch bhi keh nahi pa raha.

Mujhe apne phone ko pakad lena chahiye tha. Photo leni chahiye thi. Video record karni chahiye thi. Kuch bhi. Lekin meri soch uljhi hui thi.

Phir usne wohi horrible cheekhni lagi, lekin maine uske kashti hue honth nahi dekhe. Awaz uske gardan se aa rahi thi…

Choti, maasle dar maqamat, jo mooh ki tarah khul kar rahe the, choti ladki ke rote hue pukaar ko naqal kar rahe the. “Madad karo — main kho gayi hoon. Madad karo.”

Headlight area ko roshni se bhar gayi. Mere Dad ki pickup rasta dikha rahi thi, raaste par neeche ja rahi thi. Reindeer, ya jo bhi ye tha, bhaag gaya, ek bar phir barf se dhaki hui jhilon mein gayab hogaya.

Koi humari baat nahi maani. Wo kyun karte? Agar koi mujhe us kahani ka keh deta, toh main sochta ke shayad usne kisi pagal-making substance ka asar kiya hua ho. Lekin jo maine dekha, wo thanda sach tha, aur yeh aaj bhi main puri tarah digest nahi kar sakta. Us raat, main kabhi kabhi khirki ki taraf dekhta raha aur bhagiche ko nazar lagata raha, sochta ke shayad wo chamdi darakhton ki lakeer se mujhe dekh rahi hogi.

Na maine, aur na hi meri behan, us safar ko dobara nahi kiya, meri family ki bayintiyaar hone ki mujh par zyada takleef hone tak. Lekin ek sone ki tarafat bhi thi. Us din se meri behan aur main kabhi nazdeek nahi aaye.

Khatam!!

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