Part 1-- SHEHAR KI KAHANI
Ek chhote se shehar ke kone par ek purani haveli khadi hai. Log usse “Khuli Dargah Haveli” kehte hain.
Sabse ajeeb baat? Haveli ka ek bada lohe ka darwaza hai… jo kabhi band nahi hota.
Na latch hai, na tala, na zanjeer. Din ho ya raat – darwaza hamesha adha khula milta hai.
Shehar ke buzurg kehte hain:
> “Jo bhi us darwaze ke andar gaya, wapas laut kar aaya hi nahi… aur agar aaya bhi, toh uski aankhon mein wahi khauf tha jo insaan ki rooh tod de.”
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PART 2-- RECORD KI GUNJ
Mere dost Ravi ne ek din himmat ki. Usne mobile ka mic on karke darwaze ke paas rakh diya.
Subah jab recording suni gayi toh sab ka khoon jam gaya.
Recording me awaaz aayi:
Pehle halki si “khat… khat…” ki footstep
Phir ek aur awaaz jo bilkul Ravi jaise thi, par asal mein Ravi toh record kar raha tha!
“Bachao… mujhe bahar nikalne do…”
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PART --3 DARVAJE KA RAJ
Himmat karke main aur Ravi us raat haveli gaye.
Jaise hi humne darwaza paar kiya, lagaa jaise hawa ruk gayi ho.
Andar anek purani tasveerein lagi thi – par shock tab laga jab un tasveeron mein kuch log Ravi jaise dikh rahe the. Jaise darwaza uski nayi rooh ki copy banata ja raha ho.
Mujhe laga main Ravi ke saath hoon, lekin jaise hi usne mujhe peeth dikhayi, uska chehra dheere-dheere andhera ban gaya. Woh mera dost Ravi nahi tha… woh us darwaze ka banaya hua saaya tha.
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PART -AAJ BHI KHULA H
Main bhaag ke bahar nikal aaya. Darwaza ab bhi wahi hai, adha khula…
Log kehte hain, raat ko wahan se hamesha awaaz aati hai – kabhi “khat khat” ki, kabhi apni hi awaaz ki.
Aur ab toh log kehte hain, tasveer
on mein ek naya chehra bhi dikhne laga hai… mera.
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