Aaj subah, ya to mera
alarm baja hi nahin ya main usse band karke phir so gai houngi . Jo bhi ho
gyarah baj rahe the aur main audition mein pohanchne ke liye late ho rahi thee.
Main ftafat se nahai
aur white shirt ke sath wo sexy wale blue shorts pehankar jaldi jaldi ghar se
nikalne lagi.
Main nikal hi rahi thee
ki pehle to meri PG wali aunty se rent ko lekar kaha sunni ho gai. Phir jab ghar
se nikli to sadak pe ek bhi auto nahin mila. Mera dimagh jhunjhlaat se phatne
laga . Aram nagar wala ye office jahan mujhe jana tha, mere ghar se zyada door
nahin tha isliye main paidal hi nikal padi.
Thodi aage chalkar main
paan wali shop pe ruki aur cigarette ka ek packet manga. Cigrette peene se meri
awaz thodi heavy ho jati hai aur dialogues bolne mein help karti hai .
Jaise hi main cigarette
jala kar muddi to dekha ki ek bachcha sadak ke kinare wale uss ped se chipak
kar khada hua tha, aksar jab bhi main iss pan ki shop se cigarettes kharidti
thee ye bachcha mujhe yahin khada milta tha, uski umar lagbhag 6-7 saal rahi
hogi, wo tak taki bandh kar mujhe dekh raha tha, mera dimagh already kharab tha
isliye maine usspe zyada gour nahin diya aur apni manzil ki taraf chalne lagi.
Jaise hi main uske
brabar se guzri, usne mere hand bag se latki hui strip ko pakad liye aur mere
sath sath chalne lga .
Maine jhunjhla kar apna
bag jhataka aur jab gusse mein uski taraf ghoor kar dekha to wo masoom apne
nanhein hothoun par itni pyari muskaan le aaya ki mera gussa ek pal mein shant
ho gya.
Maine chalte chalte hi
uss se poocha ki kya chahiye. Wo kuch bhi na bola aur yunhi muskurata hua mere
sath sath chalta raha.
Jab main Aram Nagar
mein entry karne lagi to wo wahin gate ke pass hi ruk gaya, maine chaltte
chaltte hi palat kar dekha to laal t-shirt wala wo bachcha zor se chekh kar
bola “I love you”. Aur phir bhag gaya. Main uski shararat pe apni hansi rok na
paayi.
Hansti muskurati main
film production house ke office mein pohanch gayi aur laal t-shirt wale uss
bachche ki sharart yaad karte karte maine kab audition de diya pata hi nahin
chala. Phir mujhe screen test ke liye Casting director ke cabin mein bheja
gaya.
Mujhe kuch costumes
dekar bola gaya ki main change kar lun, jab main change karke unke cabin mein
aayi to uss cabin mein koi nahin tha sirf ek camera tripod pe laga hua tha.
Iss se pehle main kuch
soch ya samajh paati wo casting director aa gaya aur mujhe neeche se oopar
niharne ke baad bola. Staff ke sabhi log lunch ke liye ja rahe hain, unhein ek
ghanta lagega.
Costume ke naam par ye
jo bikni mujhe pehnayi gayi thee use pehan kar main aisa feel kar rahi thee
jaise main uss casting director ke saamne bina koi kapda pehne khadi hun aur wo
apni gehri nigahoun se hi mera badan choo raha.
Maine apna bag uthate
hue bola ki main change kar leti hun. Udhar se koi aawaz nahin aayi, uski
nazarein mere cleavage par iss kadar ataki hui theen ki Uski khamoshi hi sab
kuch keh gai .
Main apna bag uthakar
changing room mein gayi aur costume change karke bohat tezi se uss office se
bahar nikali.
Raste bhar main uss red
t-shirt wale bachche ki masoom shararat aur iss casting director ki neech
harkatt mein comparision karti rahi.
rOBIN kUMAR sINGH
