Live in my Heart By Niketan Toshan

Live in my Heart 

By 

Niketan Toshan 

Chapter 1

Jab Dil takrate....

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Logo ko reality shows ache lagte....muze bhi acha lagta...kisi koi pata chale Na chale kon jita ya kon eliminate ho gya par muze pata chal jata...kyu ki mai har show shooting wale production house mai dekhta hu....
Nhi tum Jo shoch rhe waisa nhi ki muze koi kam nhi...kyu ki yhi mera job hai....show mai jana paid audience banake Bethana....100/3hrs...aur raat ko hair salon mai job karta....
24 year ka ho gya filal koi government job laga nhi....isliye exam ke sath baki bhi....father government job par hai....koi tension nhi.....
Ek sister hai kiski shadi next week hai....
Aur mai nam to batana bhul gya...Ajay 24 year 5.8 ht, 70 kg ek normal looking ladka....Bhopal film city reheta hu.... waha ke local channels par job karta...
Story tab ki hai jab may month ki garmi sar chadhane lagi aur shadiyo ka season aane laga...
Mai aur meri sister ham shadi ke shopping mai lag gye... 
Ek ek din pass aane laga aur meheman aana chalu ho gye....
Ghar mai mom dad sab khush the haldi function bhi achese ho gya...
Mere Papa 60 year and mom 50 ki thi.... dono mai 10 year difference tha par shadi ko 30 year ho gye....
Par mera man pata nhi khali tha....kabhi kisi ladki ko laga nhi ki mai usse milu bat karu ...
Hamesha aisa lagta muze mai kuch alag hai....
But kya???Pata nhi ...

Sab barati aaye....dulhaa aya.... sabka welcome karne ham darwaje par Khade ho gye.....
Mai sabko namste kar rha....
Tabhi ek black kutra pehene.... red colour ki safa Pagadi bhi bolte Jo shadiyo mai lagate....
Aur aya samne gora sa 5.9 ht uski... pure perfume se mehek rha tha....
Uski abro ko ek cut lagi thi....nak sidha... diamond face uska....
Lips halke mote.... pink....
Mai usko dekh hath samne kiya vo bhi muze dekh shake hand kar samne gya....
Vo samne gya mai usko dekhta rha vo bhi muze palat kar dekha.....
Mai has diya usko dekh.....

Shadi chalu ho gai....Sab meheman khana khane betha gye...
Tabhi jija ki behen mere pasa aai Neha nam tha...Mai usse neha didi bolta tha......
Ham dono bate karne lage....
Tabhi vo bhi aaya ...Bhabi Bhabi karte....
Neha didi - Kya hua devar ji? ruko ek min isse milo ye dulhan ka Bhai Ajay
Me- hi...
Vo mere taraf dekh kar bola
He- Atharv
Neha- kya hua...
He- mai ja rha...khana hua mera....
Uski Jane ki bat sun mai usko bol diya....
Me- are ruk jao....
Neha - ha ruk jao.... acha nhi lagega....Mai thoda chacha se bat kar aati...tum dono bolo...
Mai aur vo ek min chup chap Khade rehe gye....
Mere dil mai jor jor se dhadkane chalu ho gai...ajeeb si khabrahat mai man bol rha “Ajay bol kuch to bol...vo chala Na jaye”
Ek dam vo hi bol diya “tum karte kya ho?”
Mai ek dam had bad mai bol diya...
Me- paid boy...
Vo dekhte rha...phir ek sec bad samza ki mai kya bola...
Me- yane rent boy hu....
He- sorry???
Vo call boy samza muze....
Me- nhi nhi ruko tum Jo soch rhe waisa nhi.... mai paid audience ka kam karta. .
He- ohhhh Aisa bhi koi job reheta...
Me- aur hair salon mai bhi kam karta....Dilexa hair salon...
He- ohhhh vo to mehenga hai....500 cut lete...
Me-ha vo hair spa bhi deta hai....
He- tumhara number dedo....Mai bhi TV shooting dekhne aaunga......
Me-pakka....7517598493 WhatsApp....tum kya karte ho?
He- railway mai hu....
Muze vo sun thodi jealous bhi feel hua aur sharam bhi aai khud par ki isko kyu bataya ki mai paid audience hu.....

Shadi khatam hui sab apne apne ghar chale gye.....
Didi ki bidai Hoke vo bhi chali gai...

इस चक्कर मे 2 3 दिन निकल गए।
मेरे दिमाग se Atharv ka Nam bhi hata gya tha...shadi ka ghar yane 100 kam rehete....kaha dil aashique lagan ka time milta....
1 week bad.....

Mai apne ghar ke chatta par ghum rha tha....tabhi WhatsApp par ek msg aata.....
“Hi”
Mai vo DP dekh samz gya ki ye to Atharv hai....
Mai ek dam khush ho gya....aur usko reply diya....
“Hi”
He-kya ho rha ...
Me- ghum rha....
To be continued.....
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Kuch kuch story der se Shuru hoti....
To be continued.....

Live in my Heart
By
Niketan Toshan
Chapter 2
Uncomfortable with love…
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Atharv – ghumne kaha? Road par ki park mai..
Me- teres par
He- wha bhi koi ghumta….? Teres chatta par
Vo hasne laga aur mai bhi thoda sochane laga ha kya ki koi teres par ghumta nhi honga…
Me- kyu tum kaha jate ho…
He- yes mai to jata central park
Me- acha mere ghar ke side mai hi hai …
He- aao aate honge mai ja rha….kya teres par ghumta….

Mai bhi Mobile side mai rakha aur red T-shirt white track paint pehen chala gya….aur central park ke gate ke pass khada rha aur light ke niche uski rah dekhne laga….
Vo bhi bike leke ek dam black paint…..ghutano ke upar paint uski thigh dekhta rha…
Vo bhi mere ko dekhne mai najar churake has ke Bola….
Me-chalo
He- sure…

Vo utra aur ham dono park ke andar gye….rat ke time park sunsan dono side se ped aur ek rasta bich choti sa light lage the raste par..

Mai aur vo ghumne lage…
10 min ghumne ke bad muze samza nhi rha tha ki kya bolu…
Mai bola “kyu chup chap ho?”
He- park mai ghumne aaye ….bate karne nhi?
Me- ha to? Bate nhi karte?
He- but Jo kam karne vo hi karna chahiye.. Right?
Me- bap re..Tum kaise ho?
He- be practical..Jo karne aye vo hi karna padta..tabhi life mai success milta…nhi to paid audience Hona padta..

Mai uski bat sun ek dam ajeeb laga.. bura lag gya muze vo ek dam bol gya..jaise bohot hi vo tofchi ho…
Muze samza nhi kya react karu…
Mai ruk gya..usko dekha aur piche palat mai nikal gya waha se..vo samne jake piche palat muze bulata “kya hua?”
Mai chup chap nikalne laga..aur mai ek min sochane laga kya chutiya ghamandi sala…
Vo bhag ke mere pas aya aur bola “ kya hua?”
Muze samza nhi react kya karu?
He- bolo
Me- yar mai paid audience its my job..tum railway mai its Ur but tum aise compared nhi kar sakte..
He- but tum kitne din aisa karoge .
Me- mai try kar rha job ka..but aptitude clear nhi ho rha ..
He- chalo mai sikhata kal se tume..
Me- really??
He- yes roj yhi Parke mai 30 min walk aur tricks bata dunga tume..
Me- sure…
He- 12*3= kitna??
Me- yane?
He- answer batao?
Me- aaaaaaa yar muze nhi aata…
He- yar..tume padhai ki jarurat hai.. aaj se padhai..
Mai to sochane laga ki kya bejati karliya khud ki...
Vo muze dekh bola..”chal ab ghumne?”
Me- ha chalo…
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To be continued….
Success ki definition sabki alag hoti..koi defined kaise karta uspar nirbhar hai…
I think love story ki shurwat hi ho gai….

Live in my Heart
By
Niketan Toshan
Chapter 3
Sense with no sense
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10 baje ghumne ke bad mere pair jawab dene lage but vo to rukane ka Nam le hi nhi rha tha..
10:10 min ho gye vo hi last mai bola “ 45 min ghum liye”
Me- mera to dam nikal gya…
He- hmmmmmmm
Me- chalo nikalte kal muze shooting par bhi jana hai…
He- chalo muze bhi le jana ..koi dance show honga To..
Me-yar..muze train ki A1 class ki ticket free mai Dena...
He- kuch Jada hi mang liya tumne..
Me-tum railway mai Hona..
He- job karta meri company nhi…
Me-to kya ???ticket free hongi..
He-chal ab…
Mai aur vo park se nikal parking mai aa gya..vo apne bike par betha gya….uski tigh dekh mere dimag mai ajeeb si harkat hone lagi…
Usne bike shuru ki..gear dala..aur excellter badha ke direct samne gya..aur street light par jake gir accident kar liya…
Mai pagal jaise dekhte rha ki ho kya rha..vo jake gira tha ..muze hasi aane lagi ki Abhi yha tha Abhi 10 MTR jake gira..Mai haste hue uske pas gya..
Me- are ye railway nhi hai..road ki bike hai..
Vo muze ghusse mai dekh bola “ really”
Me- ha
He-ambulance ko call kar , mera hath facture ho gya…
Me-mere pass number nhi…
He-use common sense..call 101
Me- ohhhh OK OK
Mai call kiya koi aaya bike uski giri thi vo bhi leta ab road par koi tha nhi to mai auto wala dekh usko help ke liye bulaya..ham usko uthake hospital le gaye…
Facture left hand mai ho gya tha…
Mai uske side mai betha rat kr 2 baj gye…Mai mom ko call kar bata diya phir rat ko usse uske ghar drop kar diya..Sab tablet leke uske mom ko deke usko bye bol mai nikal aya…
Vo bhi mere liye bahar aake bolta “ Abhi one week to ghar par hu..tum aya karo padhane”

Me- sure..
He- jao ..sorry mere liye tumhari nind kharab ho gai..
Mai haske ghar chala aya..mom meri rah dekh rhi thi..sister ke rishtedar thena to mom ko koi problem nhi..rat mai bed par leta hua..uska msg aata “good night”
Mai bhi usko reply kiya “good night”
Mai so gya..subha Hoke muze shooting par jana tha..
Mai 9 baje ghar nikla.. shooting mai Mobile band rakhna padta..unko lagta ki khabar leaks ka dar reheta..
Mai bhi 2-3 baje tak production house tha..
Ghar pohocha Mobile on kar mai WhatsApp open kiya…
Atharv ke msg aake the “ tum aa rhe ho aaj” 9 baje hi aya tha..
Mai usko reply diya “ha 9 baje aata”
Uska reply aata “ jaldi reply diya?”
Me- yar vo production wale mobile use nhi karne dete
He- kuch emergency aai to?
Me-job hai
He- thik..
Me- khana kha rha
He- bor ho rha muze
Me- chating kar nhi to.. YouTube dekh
He- chating kaise karu.??
Me- right hand se
He- Lefty hu Mai.
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To be continued…
Dil left mai reheta ki right mai pata nhi..par dhadak jarur rha..

Live in my Heart
By
Niketan Toshan
Chapter 4
First Date
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Me- suna hai lefty walo ka only left side hi kam karta..right nhi
He-suna to mai bhi hai right walo ka right kam karta left nhi…
Mai vo padhai reply band kar diya..hasi bhi itni aa rhi ki khana khake mai so gya..5 baje utha..thodi TV dekh sham ho gai..rat ko 8 baje khana khake mai usko Milne 9 baje uske ghar chala gya..vo apne bedroom mai betha laptop par game khel rha tha..
Vo muze dekh bolta “ book pen kuch laya ki nhi?”
Me-nhi
He-phir padhai kaise karoge.?
Me- tumhare pas honga to dedo..
Vo hasne laga..muze bolta “drawer se book pen keli”
Mai uska drawer open kiya book mil gya par pen nhi…
Mai dhundane lag gya..tabhi ek condum ka pocket use seal nhi extra dotted wala
Mai vo dekh undekha kar diya…
Pen mil gya aur uske side jake betha gya…
1 hrs padhane ke bad mera sar dukhane laga…
Me-chalo ghumne chalte tume acha lagega..
He- tume Jan par aa rha bol kyu nhi rhe..
Me- irritating lagta ab padhai..
He-hmmmmmmm
Me- chalo kal mere sath.. shooting dekhne..
He- thik hai….
Me- song ka reality show hai..3 hrs ki shooting hai..
He- thik hai..kal 4 baje..
Mai waha se nikal aya..
Rat mai so gya ..dusare din subha uska good morning wala msg aya tha..
Mai bhi reply diya ..doper ko thodi chating ki aur sham 4 baje uske ghar gya..
Vo ready Hoke blue shirt black Jeans pehene..full perfume lagake..
Mere kandhe par hath rakha..uske strong hath pura weight dalake mere kandhe ko dabake betha…
Mera pasina nikala..dukhane laga..
Production house ke parking house mai gadi laga diya…
Nam entry mobile jama kar andar gya…
Waha hamare team leader muze dekh bolta “ ye kon naya hai”
Me-dost hai..
Team leader -isko 300 Dunga..
Me-nhi iska hath tuta hai.. effect acha aata 500 dedo…
Team leader – tu sale luta dal muze…
Vo chala gya…
Atharv mere taraf dekh rha tha.. ajeeb shakal banye..

He-tumne bech diya muze?
Mai usko dekhte rha.. confused ho gya..
Me- ha acha rate hai..500 ..agar tum railway mai bata dete to 1000 milte..but uske liye dress hona..Jo tum pehene nhi..
He- sale
Tabhi team leader phir ata bolta “ aaj sad song special hai..tume ek roti ladki ko Sahara Dena hai.. acting aise karna ki vo gf tum bf”
Me- thik hai..
Team leader – aur tum
He- Atharv
Team leader -tume sad face kar hath mai candle liye Bethana hai…
Aur team leader chala gya…
He- kya chutiyapa hai.
Me- are majja aata dekh..bus vo read board ke taraf dekhte rehena..wha Jo aya vo karna..hasna hai tab hasna..rona chilana bus board ko dekhte rehena…
Shooting chalu ho gai sab betha gye…
Board par “clapping”
Sab tali Marne lage…
Me- are tum bhi bajao..
He- sale mera hath to dekh…
Me- ohhhh.
Board “vessel clap sounds”
Me- dekho ab sitti Marni hai..chilana hai aur tali Marni hai…
He- performance hua kaha?
Me- Are judge aane ke hai..7 song ke 7 reaction Abhi se le rhe..phir edit kar lete..
He- ohhhh
Me- chalo karo.
Phir vo sab karne laga jaisa jaisa board par likha hua tha.. judges aaye aur song shuru ho gye..
Me- apne hisse ka kam khatam
He- kyu song?
Me- ruka kar dekh bas chup chap
He- thik 2-3 song dekhte..6 baj gye hai..7 tak dekhte..
Performance chalu ho gai…
Ek Diljan karke ladka tha ..
Me- iski aawaj bohot sahi hai..
He- acha..
Ham dono audience block mai bethe the. Baki bhi the..
Vo mere left mai betha tha ..Light off ho gai…
Diljan song shuru kiya “ tune meri jana ..kabhi nhi jana”
Mai to pura dhyan lagake song sun rha..tabhi ek sec ke liye mai Atharv ko dekha..
Vo pura muh utarke betha tha..itna sad mai usko kabhi nhi dekha..
Maine uska right hand ko pakada…
Vo muze dekha
Mai ishara kiya “kya hua?”
Vo garden hilake Na bola…
Shayad song kuch Jada romantic tha….
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To be continued…

Kuch kuch song dilke karib hote..kyu ki usme apan apne khas ko yad karte…

Live in my Heart
By
Niketan Toshan
Chapter 5
Past Story ka Pasta

Me- kyu sad ho gye? Iski aawaj sahi hai..dil ko lagti
He-meri girlfriend ne mere liye gaya tha.. YouTube par bhi hai..
Me-ab kaha hai?
He- shadi ho gai..
Me-wow that’s awesome
Vo muzko ghar ke dekhne laga..Mai samaz gya tha ki kuch Jada ajeeb reaction mai de diya karke..
Vo uth ke chalne laga..
Mai uske piche piche production ke parking mai vo jake khada ho gya..
Me- kya hua?
He- tume awesome laga uski shadi hui to?
Me- be practical buddy..tume job nhi hongi..uski age ho gai hongi..bus kar dali..it’s past..tum khud hi to practical ho buddy
He- just shut up and get lost (rude aawaj mai)
Mai apni bike ko unlock kiya betha..aur usko dekh kick mara...
Me- chalo bye..
He- bye
Mai bike start kar nikla.. thoda samne jake phir wapas aaya..
Me- Bhai kaha jana hai..20 rupay swari
He- kya?
Me- ab tu auto se jayga..to usko paise dega hi..get lost ho gya mai..
He- nautanki sala
Me- chal…
Tabhi tufan sa mahol ho gya…
Mai bike chalu kar ham nikal pade..rasta jaise jaise khali hone laga..kyu ki mousam kharab hone laga..Mai bhi tej hava mai fast mai nhi chala pa rha tha…
Pani ki bunde lagane khali sadak par ek tuti chaye ki tapari thi..tea stall.
Uske shed tuta tha..barish shuru ho gai..pani leak ho rha tha.
Muze dar tha ki uska plaster kharab Na ho..vo ek hath se dhak rha tha…
Mai usko jake gale lag gya..ab pani mere pitha par girne laga..
Mai left hand uske pet ko pakda right se bhi hath bachake usko pakda..
Vo ek min ke liye murti ki tarah khada rha…
Mere face uski garden par tha..uska bhi face left kandhe par tha mere..uski sase kafi garam thi..
Mousam thanda hone laga aur sase garam.
20 min tak ham waise Khade rhe..Na vo kuch bola Na mai…
Mai dhire dhire pura Gila hone laga..pani mere kandho se nikal pairo tak Jane laga…
Mai thand se kap kapane usne bhi right hand se mere Kamar ko kaske pakda…
Muze ajeeb sa current barish band ho gai…
Par ham dono waise hi chipak khade the..Mai dekha to barish kam band ho gai..Mai apni pakad ko dhili kar diya..usne mere gardan ko kiss kar diya…
Muze ek dam gudguli ho gai…
Aur phir usne zatake se dur kar diya…
Muze bhi vo situation ajeeb lagi..Mai bhi bike shuru kar usse ghar drop kar diya…
Mere dimag mai uska gardan kiss ghum rha tha..ek gudguli bhi hone lagi..
Ghar pura bhiga gya…
Sardi ho gai..be mousam bhighane se ..rat mai Bukhar bhi chadha gya..
Rat hote hote sar dard aur Bukhar bohot badha jaise taise rat nikala aur dusare din hospital gya..
Phir 4 baje tak goliya khake so gya...
Mai utha to yad aya ki aaj ye w8 karega meri ki aya nhi..
To Atharv ko msg dala..” Bukhar hua to nhi aa sakta”
Uska reply hi nhi aya…
Phir rat ko ek msg aur dala khana khaya ki nhi…
Uska vo bhi reply nhi aaya..
To be continued…

Live in my Heart
By
Niketan Toshan
Chapter 6
Jealous ki Jilebi

Vo call bhi nhi received kiya Na msg ka koi reply de rha tha..
Aisa karte karte 4-5 din ho gye..
Muze la ki uski tabet to kharab nhi hui barish ke chalte..phir uske ghar ke bahar gya. .
Mai gate andar Jane wala tha ki vo bahar aa gya.. muze dekhta..
Mai hasa usko dekh aur bas bolne wala tha ki kaha ho aaj kal..par muh se mere kuch nikalne se pehele vo samne chala gya..jaise pehechanta nhi..
Mai shock ho gya ki isko hua kya..Mai uske piche nhi gya..mere mai bhi ek self respect thi..vo waha se return aa gya..Phir mai bhi soch liya..itne call msg kar isne reply nhi diya..
Din bite aur 2 mahino mai Badal gye..
Ek din rat 9 baje…
Mai bhi Facebook par love story padhna shuru kar diya..
Wha ek writer tha Arnab das..uski story padha..padhane ke bad laga ki are ye to mere sath bhi hua..aisa to Atharv ke sath tha tab lagta kya muze bhi interest hai?
Mai Google par search karne laga..aur mai samz gya ki muze interest boys mai hai.
Par darne bhi laga ki are kisi pata chala to..Mai sab Mobile browser history delete kar..ghadi ko dekha to 12 baj gye the..meri nind hi uda gai thi…
Rat 2 baje phir socha..Sab apni life jite hai..Mai bhi kyu Na try karu..
Mai phir mobile uthake search kiya ki dating kaise karte..
Tabhi ek app pata chala..Mai vo install kiya..aur profile bana liya.
Kuch samaz nhi aa rha tha YouTube dekh kar Sikh liya.. Grinder nam tha app ka..
Bohot si profile thi..ek dam hot model ki pics wale..dekh aisa laga ki ye dp itni hot hai..ladke kitne handsome honge..unki profile padha dangerous bhi laga..
Ye sab chakkar mai rat ke 3 baj gye aur mai so gya..
Dusare din utha ke shooting ke liye chala gya…
Ghar aane ke bad Mobile app open kar dekha..
Itne msg aaye the...bilkul interview puche jaise..From age location like ver top bottom ye vo…

Itne massages mai ek msg aalag tha “one cup of tea?”

Itne msg mai ye ek msg alag tha..Mai bhi usse reply de diya…
Usne number manga and ham bat kar liye..
Maine usse Milne central park mai hi bulaya..
Sham ke 7 baj gye the..call aaya uska ki vo pohoch gya..Mai bhi ready hoke pohoch gya..
Ek Banda tha bike par..red T-shirt pehene.. black Jeans..
Thoda gora..5.9 ht uski..look mai ek dam decent tha…
Mai usko dekh smile kiya..vo bhi muze dekh bola..
He-tum kafi young ho..
Me-ha you look mature
He-I am 29
Me-24…
He-chalo chaye pite?
Me- ha June chalu ho barish shuru…
He- so basically u like rain
Me-yes..Nd you?
He- muze nhi..vo Gila Gila kichad..bike par chalte time road ka pani.
Me- yhi majja aata..
He- chalo chaye pai charcha karte..
Me- sure…
Vo muze uski bike par Bethane ke liye bola, par muze dar tha..aise direct Bethana..kahi chor to nhi…
Baki frnds milke koi lafda to nhi…
Me- nhi mere bike par chalte..
He- chalo..
Par muze pata nhi tha ki chaye pine hotel jana hai ki koi tea stall?
Tea stall mai chaye 7₹ milta..aur hotel mai 15₹
Mai usko dhire se pucha..
Me- jana kaha hai?
He- chaye pine..
Me- par kaha?
He- Yadav tea stall
Me- ye kaha aata..??

Vo utar gya bike se…
He- ek kam karo chalo..Mai le jata.. trust me tume sahi salamat yhi drop kar Dunga..
Me- OK OK..
Mai uski bike par betha gya..vo tej chala rha tha…phir bhi vo bole ja rha..hava ke chalte kam sunai de rha tha to mai uske kandhe ke pass kan le gya…
Vo side mai muh karta to uske lips mere kan ko 1 sec ke liye touch karne lagte the…
Muze gud guli hoti thi…
Vo muze railway station ke side le gya..jaha ek stall tha…
Me- kafi dur aaye..
He- ha mera office bhi yhi hai..to mai chaye pine yhi aata..
Me- kaha office hai..
He- Railway
Me- tum railway mai ho?
He- tume koi help lagi batana..Mai karunga.. India mai kahi bhi fasa waha se nikal sakta..
Me- sahi hai…
He- don’t share please…
Me- mai hi yha new hu…
He- same here..Mai soch rha delete kar du ab..
Me- kyu?
He- Jo chahiye mil gya .ab kya dhundu?
Mai vo sun ek smile usko de diya..vo bhi ishara karta chaye ki taraf…. Cup mai cup uthake pi gya .
Socha mai bhi ID delete kar deta…
To be continued…..

Live in my Heart
By
Niketan Toshan
Chapter 7

Me- sab to pata chala..Name?
He- ohhhh ha..I am Atharv Ray
Mere dimag mai ek dam vo yad aa gya..aur socha ye bhi Atharv..
Me- Ajay Kumar
He- chalo tume drop kar deta..
Me- sure…
Vo muze phir Central park ke gate ke pas drop kar diya..
He- thoda ghumte kya?
Me- sure chalo…
Man hi man socha uske sath garden mai ghum ghum ke aaj vo bat nhi kar rha..
Iske sath bhi same..bus isbar kisi ka hath nhi tute..
He- kya soch rha?walk nhi lete kya?
Me- nhi bus.. accident ka soch rha..
He- OK..par kiska..
Me- are nhi mai bus
He- OK OK..chalo ek walk lete phir ghar jate..and milte kal..
Me- sure.. WhatsApp?
He- ha mai ping kar Dunga..
He- kal railway ki science train aa rhi..tume aana ho dekhne to call me..
Me- thik hai…
Science train Indian railway ki pehel hai Jo har ek state mai ja ja ke exhibition karti..
Mai bhi suna tha..socha dekhlu..
Phir dusare din gya station..
Atharv ko call kar pucha kaha hai…
Usne bola kisi se puch lo vo bata dega..
Mai ek office worker ko pucha “ Atharv sir ka cabin?”
Usne muze ek cabin ke bahar le gya..
Mai bhi cabin ka darwaja bina knock kiye andar ghussa..
Samne chair par Atharv tha..par purana wala..vo muze shock bhari najar se dekhta aur mai bhi..
Ek min ke liye laga kahi mai imagination to nhi kar rha..
Me- sorry
Tabhi pichese Atharv Ray aaya…
He- are tum galat cabin aa gye…sorry sir..
Vo muze hath khich bahar le gya..muze bolta “acha hua Sharma bataya ki koi Atharv sir dhundte aya to usne sir ke pas bheja”
Me- tum bole to mai kiya..
He- tum kyu muze bole…
Me- yar kya bolta phir..apani age gap..
He- chal train ghum aate…

Vo muze train ghumake uske cabin le gya..acha tha cabin chotasa..
Ham dono bate karne lage..vo uski chair par tha ..Mai uske samne..
Pair Mar rhe the table ke nichese..
Pair marte marte ek dusare ko sehlane lage..
Face ek expression Badal gye..Mai aur vo hasi majak ke mood mai to nhi the…
Vo uthake pas aya mai bhi uske samne khada ho gya…
He- kiss kare?
Me- yha?
He- koi nhi aata..
Me- aayga…
He- try karte..
Tabhi pichese Atharv aaya…
Ham dono ko ek dusare ke samne dekh Atharv bolta “atharv Ray agar tum free ho to jara signal room jake dekh aao to”
Ray- thik sir..
Atharv -tab tak apke dost ko ham chaye pila dete..
Ray- jao Ajay muze 1 hrs lagega..tum ruko…
Me- nhi mai ghar chala jata..
Ray- rukna..
Muze vo ek aakh Marta..
Mai bhi usko mana nhi kar paya..
Atharv chala gya.. purana Atharv samne khada tha…
Mai kuch nhi bola vo hi bola “ kya ho rha aaj kal?”
Mai bola nhi..usko dekha ignore kar Mobile nikala…
He- itna attitude?kis bat ka?500 paid kar rha iska ki kya..
Uska bolne ka tarika double meaning laga.. vo hi uska tedha bolna..
Mai reply diya nhi..
He- ab tak to dekha nhi tume iske sath..kya bat hai..koi business khola hai kya? Dhanda..ya isko bhi 500₹ lagaya hai..
Mai waha se nikala..jate jate ray ko msg dal bata diya..muze koi aur tamasha nhi karna tha..
Ray ka tabhi reply aata “ ruk ja yar..I want kiss you, thoda ja cabin mai betha ”
Mera dimag pehele hi Atharv ki bato se kharab ho gya tha..phir bhi jake return betha gya..
Atharv ke cabin se chupake..
Phir bethe bethe sochane laga ki isko hua kya?500₹ wali bat isko buri lagi ki kya?
Mere ek dam dhyan aa gya..
Mai turant uthake Atharv ke cabin gya…
Me- are bataye kyu nhi..ki tume 500₹ wali bat ka bura laga?
Vo cabin ki chair par betha muze dekh rha tha..
Me- sorry yar..ek bar bol dete..aise bat band karne se kya hota
He- yar ye office hai..koi kam karne aata yha..faltu bakwas band kar..
Mai usko dekhte hi rha..aur waha se nikal aya..apne ghar..
To be continued…

Live in my Heart
By
Niketan Toshan
Chapter 8
Last Part
Mai nikal aya apne..Ray ko msg dal diya ki tabet thik nhi lagi..ab 2-3 bar ho gya Atharv ka..vo ghussa kis bat se hai pata nhi..par behavior usko itna insulting hai ki kya batau..
Ray ke sath bhi chating karne ka mood nhi ho rha tha..Mai mobile ghar rakha apne shooting par chala gya..aisi frndship ka koi matlab nhi..Mai try kar rha save ka par vo utna utna dur ja rha..
Sham ko 8 baj gye shooting puri hote hote..paise collect kar mai parking mai apne bike ke pas gya..samne Atharv tha khada..vo hi purana wala..
Mai usko dekh ignore kar bike chalu kar nikal gya samne..
Vo kuch bola hi nhi..
Ghar pohocha to ray ki 2-3 misscall aaye the..Mai return call kiya..
Vo uthata nhi..tabhi WhatsApp par vo msg kar bolta “kahi dating par gye the kya?”
aisa msg dekh mai hi soch mai gir gya..ki reply du kya..
Mai usko 2-3 bar call kiya vo receive nhi kiya..phir mai hi usse WhatsApp kar sari bate clear kar diya..ki mera job kya hai aisa waise..
Usko ghussa tha ki mai ruka nhi Milne, aur call bhi nhi uthaya..
Dusare din mai apne shooting par vo hi 4-7 ki shift..
Purana Atharv khada tha bahar parking mai..Mai usko dekha aur phir ignore kiya..
2-4 din same hua…
6th day meri bike kharab ho gai to mai lene ke liye Atharv ko bulaya.. Purana khada hi tha…
Ray Atharv ko dekh bolta “ sir aap yha kya kar rhe?”
Atharv – meri gf job karti yha..usko lene aata..
Meri aakhe khuli rehe gai..ki iski gf yha kaha se aa gai? Production house itna bada tha sabko nhi janta tha..Mai kuch aur samazne laga tha…koi love story type..
Mai chup chap ray ki bike par betha gya..
Vo muze uske samne se chup chap le jata..
Samne jake bolta “ chal gay cruising park chalte?”

Mai vo sun hi dar gya..
Me- nhi yar bas ghar drop kar de..
He- chal..aur mai tuze batat ki bf sath kaise ghumte..
Mai sochane laga..kaise ghumte yane kya karte..vo mere hath ko samne lake uske jangho par rakhne ko bola..Mai thoda socha..agar dekh vekh lega to ho gya kalyan.
Maine rakha diya..par piche palat ek bar Atharv ko dekha..vo dekh to hamare tamashe rha tha..
Bike chalu ho gai..gye ham ek park..bohot log family wale the..isne mera hath pakda..itne logo mai vo hath pakad rha tha..muze uncomfortable lagane laga..phir vo muze park ke ek side le gya..bohot ladke the waha..
Ye muze pichese pakda aur galo par kiss karne laga..Mai usko mana kiya..
Vo mere kan mai bolta “ yha sab interested aate..ek kiss karte”
Vo muze palta ke..dono hatho se sar pakda..kiss karne ke liye samne kiya..
Mai usko dur kiya..
He- ek kiss karne do..koi problem nhi hai..Sab apne community ke hai..
Sab mere uske tamashe ko dekh rhe the..Mai usko dhakka deke..park ke gate ki aur Bhaga..park new tha to samz bhi nhi aa rha tha ki jau kaha..
Jaise taise mai dar ko sath liye auto kar apne ghar pohocha..
Bedroom jake apne bed par betha gya..
Aur chup chap beth gya..
Mai ek dam shant betha Apne room.. darwaje ki bell Baji ..muze laga yeh ghar to nhi Aya mere..
Mom dad ko kuch Bata dega..kyu ki Mai isko sex ke liye na bola isliye..

Aisa sochte sochte 2-3 ho gye…Mai Nikla hi nhi ghar se…shooting Mai bol diya ki tabet kharab hai meri..

Kaise tobhi himat kar Mai shooting Ko gya..
Vo hamesha ki shift 4-7 wali..Mai Nikla phir samne Atharv tha..bike par apni gf ka intjar karte hue..
Mai bhi socha ki chalo aaj dekh hi lete ki iski gf kon hai..
Mai bhi apni bike par betha gya..7 ke 8 aur 9 baj gye..
Vo bhi betha Mai bhi..Mai soch that that ki production house band ho rha..
Sab Jane lage..pura sun San go gya..
Ab parking Mai aur vo tha..
Mai soch Liya ki ab ghar Jata..
Bike strat kar Mai Nikla par dimag Mai aaya ki isko puch lete ki koi hai nhi phir ye ruka kyu hai..
Mai uske pas gya..
Aur pucha
Me- kiska w8 kar rhe..
He- bus kar rha..
Me-gf kaha job Karti.. production band ho gya..
He- actually w8 tumhara kar rha tha..par tum aaye nhi itne din se bat karne..
Me-muze ek call kar dete
He-number nhi tha..
Me- phir khade kyu the?
He-tum aaoge bat karne ye socha
Me- tum hi bole mat bolo
He-ghar aaye meheman ke saath bat kon karta host ya guest
Me-yar tum and tumhare rules..
He- I am sorry

Mai usko dekh rha tha..

He-muze time spend karna acha lagta tumhare sath..par koi muze gay Na bole dar tha..
Me-to?
He- apna time spend kare?kisi Ko Bina Shaq hue?
Me- kis bat ka shq?
He- yhi..ki I love you
Mai ek dam has diya..
He- bus kisi Ko batana mat..
Mai bhi Apne bike se utar.. usko gale se Laga Liya..
Aur love story shuru..
The End…