Aarey Colony Ka Khaufnak Sach: Ek Auto Driver Ki Aapbeeti
Socho, agar kisi ka samna aadhi raat ke sunsaan sannate me
ek aisi anjaan, maut barsaati taakat se ho jaaye jiska koi vajood hi na ho, to
uspar kya guzregi? Kis tarah wo apni akhiri saans tak apni zindagi bachane ke
liye jaddo-jahad karta hai, aur kaise maut ke jabde se bachkar bahar nikalta
hai—ye sirf wahi samajh sakta hai jisne us khauf ko jiya ho. Aisi hi ek rooh ko
kapane wali sacchi ghatana aaj se thik 20 saal pahle, saal 2006 me Arvind Kumar
ke saath ghati thi. Ek aisi andheri raat, jab unka samna ek behad bhayanak aur
khoon-kharabe se bhari taakat se hua, jisne unki jaan le hi li thi. Aaj bhi jab
wo us raat ko yaad karte hain, to unka sharir kaamp uthta hai aur aankhon ke
samne wahi maut ka manzar ghumne lagta hai.
Maut Ke Jungle Me Pehla Kadam
Arvind ji batate hain ki saal 2006 me wo UP ke ek chhote se
gaanv se roji-roti ki talaash me Mumbai shift huye the. Wahan unhone auto
chalane ka kaam shuru kiya aur dheere-dheere unki kamai acchi hone lagi. Sab
kuch bilkul sahi chal raha tha, unhe rickshaw chalate huye laghbhag 6 mahine ho
chuke the. Phir aayi wo kaali raat, jahan unki zindagi maut ke muh me samane
wali thi.
Us saal Mumbai me aisi tabahi ki baarish hui thi jo itihaas
me darj ho gayi. 26 July ko baadh ka aalam aisa tha ki mano poori Mumbai thamsi
gayi thi, har taraf cheekh-pukaar aur tabahi thi. Ye haadsa us bhayanak baarish
ke thik do hafte baad ghata. Arvind ji ko wo raat kal ki tarah yaad hai. Raat
ke karib 1:00 baj rahe the, unhone Goregaon me apni akhiri passenger ko drop
kiya aur Andheri ki taraf wapas aane lage. Na jaane unke dimaag me kya aaya ki
unhone shortcut ke chakkar me Aarey Colony ka rasta pakad liya. Unhone socha ki
Aarey Colony ke andar se hote huye wo seedha Marol (Andheri) me apne kamre par
jaldi pahonch jayenge.
Aarey Colony Mumbai ke beecho-beech basa ek behad ghana aur
silsilewar jungle hai. Din ke waqt to yahan sab aam rehta hai, par suraj dhalte
hi ye jagah ek kabristan ki tarah khamosh aur khaufnak ho jaati hai. Raat ke
waqt log yahan se guzarne se katrate hain—na sirf khunfhar janwaro ke darr se,
balki kuch aisi andheri taakato ke khauf se jo zinda insaan ko seedha maut ke
ghaat utar deti hain. Par Arvind ji in sab baaton se bilkul anjaan the, aur
unhone raat ke karib 1:10 baje us ghane, andhere jungle wale raaste me apni
auto enter kar di.
Sunsan Raasta Aur Anjaan Savari
26 July ki us bhayanak tabaahi ke karan jungle ke andar ke
kayi bade-bade ped toot kar gir chuke the. Halanki rasta aane-jaane ke liye
thoda sa saaf tha, par us toofani baarish ne wahan ki street lights ko poori
tarah tabah kar diya tha. Poore raaste me srf auto ki head-light ki peeli
roshni hi andhere ko cheer rahi thi. Abhi unhe jungle me gaye mushkil se 10
minute hi huye the ki achanak unki headlight ki roshni road ke kinare khadi do
aakritiyo par padi. Ek aurat aur ek 8 se 10 saal ka baccha, us sunsaan andhere
me road ke kinare khade hokar unke rikshaw ko haath dikha rahe the.
Arvind ji ka dil ek pal ke liye dhadka—itni aadhi raat ko,
is bhootaha jungle me ek aurat aur baccha kya kar rahe hain? Par unhone
insaniyat ke naate auto wahan rok di. Isse pahle ki Arvind ji unse kuch puchte,
wo aurat aur baccha bina koi aawaz kiye, ek saaye ki tarah unke rickshaw me
aakar piche baith gaye.
Arvind ji ne rear-view mirror me dekhte huye pucha, "Bahan
ji, kaha jana hai?"... Par piche se koi jawab nahi aaya, srf ek ajeeb
si thandi hawa ka jhonka unki gardan ko chhu kar guzar gaya. Unhone do se teen
baar wahi sawal dohraya. Tab achanak us chhote bacche ne behad bhari, ghut-ghut
kar aane wali aawaz me Marathi me kaha—"Kaka Marol Jaycha..."
(Uncle, Marol jana hai). Us bache ki aawaz kisi bache ki nahi, balki kisi
bujurg aur bhayanak jeev jaisi lag rahi thi.
Ek Khatm Na Hone Wala Safar
Arvind ji ne pehle bhi din me kai baar Goregaon se Marol ka
chakkar lagaya tha. Din me ye rasta laghbhag 1 ghante ka hota hai, aur raat ke
sannaate me mushkil se 45 minute lagte hain. Par us raat ajeeb silsila shuru
hua. Unhe auto chalate huye aadha ghanta se upar ho chuka tha, par aisa lag
raha tha ki wo rasta kabhi khatm hi nahi ho raha. Jungle aur ghana hota ja raha
tha. Jab bhi wo beech-beech me darte huye rear-view mirror me dekhte, wo aurat
lagatar ricksha ke bahar andhere me ghure ja rahi thi. Sabse ajeeb aur dravani
baat ye thi ki mirror me us aurat aur bache ka chehra bilkul dundhla tha, mano
wahan koi chehra tha hi nahi, bas ek kaala saaya tha.
Chalte-chalte poora ek ghanta beet gaya, par jungle ka wo
rasta khatm hone ka naam nahi le raha tha. Arvind ji ne darr se kaampte haathon
se apni ghadi dekhi—raat ke 2:20 ho chuke the! Tabhi unhoone ek aisi cheez note
ki jisse unka khoon jam gaya. Jo sign board unhone pichle mod par dekha tha,
wahi bilkul wahi board agle mod par phir se samne aa gaya! Arvind ji ko
samajhte der nahi lagi ki wo kisi aam raste par nahi, balki kisi buri aatmani
aakaash (shaitaani chakravyuh) me phas chuke hain.
Tabhi achanak—DHADAAM!
Unke auto ke aage ka tyre ek jordaar dhamake ke saath blast
ho gaya. Auto ladkhadati hui road ke kinare ek mote ped se buri tarah ja
takrai. Takkar itni bhayanak thi ki auto ka samne ka kaanch churr-churr hokar
toot gaya aur Arvind ji ke chehre par chot aayi. Kisi tarah dard se karahte
huye wo auto se bahar nikale aur piche baithe aurat aur bache ki madad karne ke
liye piche mude... Par piche mudte hi unke pairo tale zameen fisal gayi!
Maut Ka Nanga Naach
Piche poori auto khali thi! Wahan koi nahi tha. "Ye
kya? Aise kaise ho sakta hai? Wo dono kahan gaye?" Arvind ji darr se
paagal hone lage aur khud se sawal poochne lage. Tabhi us sunsaan andhere
jungle me ek jordaar, kaan phad dene wali aurat ki bhootaha hansi goonj uthi—"Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha...!!!"
Wo hansi itni bhayanak aur ajeeb thi ki Arvind ji ka poora
sharir darr ke maare thithur gaya. Abhi wo sambhal bhi nahi paye the ki hawao
ko cheerte huye ek bache ki rone ki aawaz aayi—"Kaka... Kaka Mala
Wachava... Kaka...!" (Uncle, mujhe bachao). Aur phir se wahi khaufnak
hansi charo taraf goonjne lagi. Arvind ji ka dimaag kaam karna band kar chuka
tha, unhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo kis taraf bhaagein.
Tabhi unki nazar road ke kinare ek bade ped ki tahni par
padi. Wahan wahi aurat aur bacha baithe huye the, unki aankhein khoon ki tarah
laal thi aur wo dono neeche Arvind ji ko hi ghur rahe the. Unhe dekhte hi
Arvind ji ne aav dekha na taav, apni jaan bachane ke liye jungle ki taraf daud
laga di. Par ek insaan bhoot se kaise jeet sakta tha? Wo dono maa-bete hawa me
udte huye, ek hi pal me Arvind ji ke bilkul samne aakar khade ho gaye!
Arvind ji ke paas ab koi chara nahi bacha tha, unhe lag gaya
tha ki aaj unka antim din aa chuka hai. Tabhi achanak us bhootaha bache ne unki
taangein pakad kar unhe zameen par patak diya. Wo aurat hawa me tairti hui
Arvind ji ke upar aakar khadi ho gayi. Usne apna haath hawa me uthaya aur ek
jhatke me ped ki ek bhari tahni ko todkar Arvind ji ke upar gira diya, jisse wo
buri tarah ghayal ho gaye aur unke muh se khoon nikal aaya. Itne me bhi us
bhoot ka mann nahi bhara, usne Arvind ji ko hawa me uthaya aur road ke
beecho-beech patak diya.
Wo aurat bhayanak aawaz me cheekhi—"Hamari kya galti
thi? Hamein kyu nahi bachaya? Mujhe na sahi, par mere bache ko to bacha
leta...!" Itna kehkar usne dobara Arvind ji ko hawa me uchhala aur
sarak par de mara. Wahi wo bacha ye sab dekhkar khushi se taali baja raha tha
aur ek bhutiya hansi hase ja raha tha.
Arvind ji ki himmat ab poori tarah jawab de chuki thi, wo
adhmari haalat me sarak par pade karah rahe the. Apni aakhiri saansein ginte
huye unhone cheekh kar poocha—"Maine tumhara kya bigada hai? Mere saath
aisa kyu kar rahe ho?" Par us aurat ne koi jawab nahi diya, uski
aankhon me srf khoon sawar tha aur wo Arvind ji ki jaan lene ke liye aage
badhi...
Khaufnaak Sacchayi Ka Khulasa
Wo aurat Arvind ji par akhiri vaar karne hi wali thi ki
achanak us sunsaan sarak par ek gaadi ki tez roshni unke chehre par padi. Ek
gaadi tezi se aakar unke paas ruki. Wo police ki night patrol (gasht) karne
wali gaadi thi jisme 4 police wale baithe the. Unme se do police wale turant
neeche utre aur bina koi sawal-jawab kiye Arvind ji ko uthakar police gaadi me
baitha liya. Us gaadi ke aate hi wo dono saaye hawa me gayab ho gaye.
Arvind ji gaadi ki pichli seat par adhmari haalat me tadap
rahe the, tabhi ek police wala bol pada—"Sahab, naseeb accha tha ki hum
time par pahonch gaye, nahi to aaj ye bhi gaya tha!"
Arvind ji ne kaampte huye poocha—"Sahab... kya aap
logo ne bhi dekha us aurat aur bache ko?"
Police wale ne gambhir hote huye kaha—"Haan... dekha
humne. Abhi 4 din pahle hi us maa-bete ne ek aur auto wale ko jaan se maara
hai, thik usi jagah jahan tu leta hua tha."
Arvind ji ne rote huye pucha—"Par Sahab, wo mujhe
kyu maar rahe the? Maine kya bigada tha unka?"
Police wale ne jo bataya, use sunkar Arvind ji ke hosh udd
gaye. Police wale ne kaha—"Us din 26 July ki bhaari baarish me ek auto
wala un maa-bete ko lekar usi raaste se ja raha tha. Achanak ek bhaari ped auto
par gir gaya aur auto dusre ped se ja bhidi. Takkar se passenger seat piche
pichak gayi aur wo maa-bete adhmare ho gaye. Auto driver bhi ghayal tha, par wo
jaise-taise bahar nikala aur us maa-bete ko tadapta hua auto me hi chhod kar
bhaag gaya. Wo dono zinda the, beta ro-rokar bol raha tha 'Uncle hamein bacha
lo', par auto wale ne ansuna kar diya aur aage jaakar behosh ho gaya. Auto driver
to bach gaya, par wo maa-bete usi raat tadap-tapad kar us auto me hi khatm ho
gaye. Tab se un dono ki aatma har auto wale ke piche padi hai. Pichle do hafte
me unhone do auto walo ko maut ke ghaat utar diya hai, aur tu teesra tha... par
teri naseeb acchi thi ki humne bacha liya."
Police wala thoda shant hua aur doosre police wale ne kaha—"Tere
saath jo hua hai, wo hum police report me nahi likh sakte ki tu bhoot se mila
aur marne wala tha. Hum report me likhenge ki night drive me tujhe jhapki aayi
aur teri auto ped se takra gayi. Bas tu ispar sign kar dena, nahi to doctor
tera ilaaj nahi karega."
Ek Adhoora Khauf
Police walo ne us raat Arvind ji ko Marol ke Municipality
Hospital me admit karaya, jahan unka ilaaj ek hafte se zyada chala. Unke ek
haath aur ek pair ki haddi poori tarah toot chuki thi. Un zakhmo se poori tarah
theek hone me unhe 6 mahine se zyada ka samay lag gaya.
Aaj unke sharir ke ghaav to bhar gaye hain, par us khaufnaak
raat ka jo ghaav unki rooh par laga tha, wo aaj bhi taza hai. Arvind ji aaj bhi
Mumbai me auto chalate hain, par ab wo night drive karne se poori tarah darrte
hain. Aur agar kabhi majboori me raat ko nikalna bhi pade, to wo kisi bhi
anjaan sawari ko apne auto me nahi baithate, khaaskar kisi aurat aur bache ko.
Kyunki us raat ka khauf unke
dimaag me is qadar baith gaya hai ki aaj bhi unhe kabhi-kabhi sapne me wahi
maa-bete dikhai dete hain. Wo dono unki taraf dekhkar bhootaha hansi hanste
hain aur kehte hain—"Arvind, wapas aao kabhi us road par raat ko... hum
tumhara intezaar kar rahe hain...!"
