​Udaipur ki Pichola Lake aaj jitni shaant dikh rahi thi, uske gehraiyon mein utna hi bada toofan chhupa tha. Aasman mein baadal is tarah mandara rahe the jaise woh kisi insani maut ka intezar kar rahe hon. Shehar ke shor se bahut door, jheel ke kinare bani woh purani haveli—jisay log 'Raaz-Mahal' kehte the—aaj ek aisi ghatna ki gawah banne wali thi, jiska zakhm waqt ke saath kabhi nahi bharega.

​Haveli ke bade hall mein ek ajeeb si thandak thi, jo sirf mausam ki wajah se nahi, balki wahan maujood maut ki aahat se thi. Hall ki deewaron par lage purane jhoomar dhire-dhire hil rahe the.

​Vihaan, jo kabhi Udaipur ki sabse shaktishali aur ameer family ka chirag tha, aaj wahan ek mujrim ki tarah ghira hua tha. Uska safed kurta ab poori tarah khoon se lal ho chuka tha. Uske baal bikre hue the, aur uski saansein kisi purani machine ki tarah bhari thi. Uske saamne khadi thi Khushi. Khushi ka chehra, jo hamesha kisi chamakti hui chandni ki tarah hota tha, aaj dhool aur aansuon se sana hua tha. Usne laal rang ka ek silsila joda pehna tha, lekin woh joda ab suhaagan ka nahi, balki maut ka libaas lag raha tha.

​"Vihaan, humne kabhi socha tha ki humari kahani ka ant aise hoga?" Khushi ne dheere se pucha. Uski awaaz mein dard nahi, balki ek ajeeb sa khamosh sukoon tha.

​Vihaan ne zor se apne daant peese aur apni kamar se nikli bandook ko mazbooti se pakda. "Nahi, Khushi. Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki humein is mod par aana padega. Par main abhi bhi haar nahi maane wala. Mere hote hue tumhe koi chhoone ki himmat bhi nahi kar sakta."

​"Vihaan, dekho charo taraf! Hum ghire hue hain," Khushi ne kamre ke andhere konon ki taraf ishara kiya jahan se kaale saaye nikal rahe the.

​Gunde, jo is haveli ke har kone mein chhup kar baithe the, dheere-dheere bahar nikalne lage. Unke haath mein modern hathiyar the. Vihaan kisi bhookhe sher ki tarah un par toot pada. Uska har vaar itna teez tha ki gunde sambhal bhi nahi pa rahe the. Hall mein sirf takraav aur cheekhon ki aawaaz aa rahi thi. Vihaan ek ladka nahi, balki ek khatarnak yoddha ban chuka tha. Uska har punch aur kick kisi purani nafrat ka natija tha.

​Tabhi, ek gunde ne mauka dekha aur Khushi ke baalon ko pakad kar use balcony ki taraf kheench liya. Khushi ki cheekh haveli ki deewaron se takra kar wapas aayi.

​"Vihaan!"

​Vihaan ruk gaya. Uska gussa ab apne charam par tha. Usne ek purani talwar, jo deewar par saji thi, use uthaya aur gundon ki line ko cheerte hue aage badha. "Agar tumne use chhua, toh main tumhari raakh tak Udaipur ki is jheel mein bahane nahi dunga! Chhod do use!"

​Tabhi, balcony ke upar se ek aisi hansi gunji, jise sunkar koi bhi kaanp jaye. Ek shaks cehre per adha baaz ke akar ka ke mask pehne hue jisme uska adha cehra hi dikh raha tha ek taraf se, black tuxedo pehne hue upar khada tha. Woh mask wala shaks tha, jiska intezar dono kar rahe the.

​"Wah, Vihaan! Kya kamaal ki ladayi hai," us mask wale ne taliyan bajayi. "Lekin tum bhool rahe ho ki tum is khel mein sirf ek mohra ho. Udaipur ke is purane kila-numa ghar mein tumhara antt likha ja chuka hai."

​"Kaun ho tum? Samne aa!" Vihaan ne chilla kar pucha.

​Mask wale ne dheere se apni bandook nikaali. "Main woh hoon jise tumne 7 saal pehle mitaane ki koshish ki thi, Vihaan. Tumhare baap ne jo paap kiye the, unka hisab aaj tumhare khoon se chukaya jayega."

​"Khushi ka isse kya lena-dena hai?" Vihaan ne cheekhte hue pucha.

​"Khushi tumhari sabse badi kamzori hai. Aur maut hamesha kamzori par hi vaar karti hai."

​DISHYUM!

​Goli chali. Vihaan ki nigahein Khushi par thi. Usne dekha ki goli uski taraf nahi, balki Khushi ki taraf aa rahi hai. Vihaan ne bina soche ek chhalang lagayi, lekin Khushi, jo pehle se hi sab samajh chuki thi, usne Vihaan ko ek jhatke se dhakka diya aur khud ko us goli ke raaste mein kar liya.

​Dhak!

​Goli seedhe Khushi ke seene mein utri. Khushi ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. Woh zameen par girne lagi. Vihaan ne use hawa mein hi pakad liya.

​"Khushi! Nahin!" Vihaan ki cheekh se haveli ki deewaren tak kaanp uthi.

​Khushi ke munh se khoon nikalne laga. Uska safed haath Vihaan ke seene par tha. Woh dheere-dheere thandi ho rahi thi. Mask wale ne phir se goli chalayi, jo seedhe Vihaan ke seene mein ja lagi.

​Dono zameen par pade the. Khushi ne apni aankhein muskil se kholi. "Vihaan... humara... humara vaada..."

​Vihaan ne uske maathe ko chumte hue rote hue kaha, "Humara vaada pura hoga, Khushi. Is janam mein nahi, toh agle janam mein. Hum saath jayenge. Koi bhi humein alag nahi kar sakta."

​Dono ne ek-dusre ka haath itni mazbooti se pakda tha ki maut bhi unhe juda nahi kar pa rahi thi. Unki aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha. Khushi ne muskura kar apni aankhein band kar li, aur uske saath hi Vihaan ki saansein bhi tham gayi.

​Mask wala niche utra. Usne unhe dekha aur buri tarah hasne laga. "Aakhirkar! Aakhirkar mera maqsad pura ho gaya. Main tum dono ko alag karna chahta tha, aur maine kar dikhaya. Ab jao, aur narq mein milo!"

​Uski hasi haveli ke har kone mein goonj rahi thi. Woh mask wala shaks kaun tha? Vihaan aur Khushi ke baap ke beech aisa kya rishta tha jo 7 saal pehle unhe is maut tak le aaya?

​Yeh sawaal abhi bhi hawaon mein ghoom rahe the. Vihaan aur Khushi ki kahani yahan khatam nahi hui thi, balki ek naye rahasya ki taraf mod rahi thi. Sachaai kya thi?

​Yeh janne ke liye humein jana hoga... saat saal peeche.

jaha se ye kahani suru hui thi.

​Udaipur ki dharti, jahan raaj-mahalon ki deewarein bhi itihaas ke raaz gungunati hain. Yahan do bade naam goonjte hain—Rathore aur Singh.

​Vihaan Singh Rathore, desh ka woh naam jise sunte hi bade-bade businessmen ke haath kaanpne lagte hain. Usne apne dam par ek aisa 'Rathore Empire' khada kiya hai jiska koi saani nahi. Vihaan ek bahut hi gussewala, arrogant aur rigid insaan hai.dikhne me behad handsome.desh ki har ladki use pane ki khuaish rakhti hai. Uski joint family mein uske kathor aur niyam-pasand dada ji Harshbardhan rathore, jo Rathore khandan ke mukhya hain, uske pita mr. Samar partap rathore jo business ke baare mein sirf profit dekhte hain, aur uske chacha Mr. Akhilesh Rathore jo uske pita ke nakshe kadam per chlte hai.chachi Surekha rathore hain jo ghar ki politics mein masroof rehti hain.Vihaan jiske sabse karib hai bo hai uski maa mrs. basundhra rathore vihaan ki maa ka faisla usk liye pather ki lakeer hai.vihaan ki ek choti behan bhi hai prisha rathore duniya ki bo phli ekloti ladki hai jiske age vihaan jhukta hai kyuki bo uski pyari ladli behan hai.vihaan k chacha ka beta bhi hai jo abi videsh me apni padai puri kar raha hai.Vihaan ke liye duniye mein sirf do cheezein mayne rakhti hain—uske business ka expansion aur uski family ki izzat.

​dusri tarf

​Singh Mansion mein subah ki shuruat Khushi ki muskaan ke bina adhuri thi. Khushi Singh, jise Thakur Vikram Singh khushi ke dada ji aur Savitri Devi khushi ki dadi ji ne ek amanat ki tarah sambhal kar rakha tha. Uske Papa (Rajveer Singh) aur Maa (Sumitra Devi) ke liye Khushi ki suraksha hi sabse badi dharm thi.bachpan se hi ek khtra khushi ke uper mandraa raha tha jisk bare me khushi bhi janti thi usi wjh se use kahi jane nahi diya jata tha. isk alawa uski family bhi vihaan ki family jesi hi thi chacha chachi unka beta sab the. sab khushi ko bohat pyar krte the jiski wjh se khushi ki chachi ko hmesha dikkat hoti thi kyuki khushi ko ghr k sare bccho se jada attention milti thi.

​Khushi apne kamre mein baithi thi, jab uska bada bhai Darshit Singh—jise woh pyaar se 'Bhaiya' kehti thi—andar aaya. Darshit ke liye Khushi sirf ek behen nahi, uski jaan thi.

​"Ladoo, kya soch rahi hai?" Darshit ne uske sar par haath rakha.

Khushi ne masoomiyat se dekha, "Bhaiya, main yahan is ghar mein sabko janti hoon, par kya duniya itni hi badi hai jitni is kamre ki khidki se dikhti hai? Mujhe bahar ki duniya dekhni hai."

​Darshit ne muskurate hue use samjhaya, "Ladoo, tu meri jaan hai. Bachpan se tujh par jo khatra hai, us wajah se hum tujhe duniya ki nazar se bachate hain. Tu hamari sabse keemti cheez hai."

khushi fir se chidd gayi

​Khushi ki aankhon mein aasu aa gaye, "Main koi cheez nahi hoon bhaiya, main insaan hoon." or me kyu bahar nahi jaa skti mera to bhoomi ke alawa koi dost bhi nai hai bs duniya ko me uski bato ki wjh se hi janti hu. muje bhi bahar jana hai bakio ki trf free mind hokr bahr rehna hai hum to bas is char diwari me kaid hokar reh gye hai

Darshit ka dil pighal gaya. Usne haar maankar kaha, "Thik hai, aaj sham ke shahi event mein main tujhe le chalunga, par kisi ko pata nahi chalna chahiye. Tu sirf car mein baithegi."khushi bohat khushi se darshit ke gle lag gayi or darshit k gle lgte hue boli thankyou bhai ap duniya k best bhai ho darshit bhi muskurakar bola bas bas notanki band kar.

​

Khushi ki saheli Bhoomi wahan aayi. Bhoomi thodi chulbuli thi aur jab bhi Darshit ko dekhti, uske dil ki dhadkane badh jati. Woh andar se Darshit ko like karti thi par samne aate hi darr jati.

Ye me kya sun rahi hu tuje mere alawa or bhi dost chaiye me kya km hu tere liye. Khushi boli asi baat nahi hai tum to hmari jaan ho khushi ne bhoomi ko hug krte hue kaha. darshit bola tum dono baat kro muje jaruri kaam hai.

"Khushi, tu pakka ja rahi hai na? Dekhna, aaj kuch toh naya hoga!" Bhoomi ne utsah se kaha. khushi boli tum bhi chlo na hmare sath bohat maja ayega bhoomi boli ofcourse.

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​Udaipur ke City Palace mein ek bhavy event tha. Rathore Khandan ka rutba wahan alag hi tha. harsh bardhan rathore(Dada ji) aur Devyani rathore (Dadi ji) ke sath Vihaan ke Pita (samarpartap) aur Maa (basundra) sab wahan maujood the.

​Vihaan Singh Rathore apni gaadi se utra. Uske chacha-chachi, vihaan ki behan prisha Vihaan apni duniya mein magan tha, Vihaan ka ek apna alag hi ora tha black rang k taxido three peace suit me bo alg hi qeher dhaa raha tha business jagat ke aye log usse baat krne ko taras rahe the ladkiya to ghayal hue ja rahi thi. per vihaan ki security ne kisiko bhi usk karib nahi ane diya.

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darshit bhi apne kafile ke sath waha pahuncha bo bhi vihaan se kuch kam nahi tha.

Khushi or bhoomi bhi usk sath waha ayi thi per darshit ne une andar nahi ane diya badi muskil se unone garden me bethene ki permission li. jisk baad bo waha ke bne shahi garden me jake beth gayi aj khushi behad khush thi. aj bo pehlj baar khul k saans le rahu hi darshit ne apni kaddi security waha aass pass khadi ki thi taki koi usk pass jaa bhi na ske. bhoomi bhi khusi ko dekhkr khush thi.

​vihaan party me apne associate se baat krne ke baad party me ghutan mehsus kar raha tha sach to ye tha bo bhi khuli hwa me khul k sans lena chahta tha jaha bo bas ek aam insan ho. bo kisiko bina bataye garden ki taraf chala gya. garden me jakr usne dekha ek ladki jisk khule lambe baal jo uski puri pith per fele the light pink colour ka anarkali suit hatho m diamond breslate or bo kud kud kar jugnoo ko pakdne ki kosis kar rahi thi us smye bo bilkul bacchi lag rahi thi. vihaan ke face per ek anjaani smile aa gyi jisse bo anjaan tha. us wqt khushi waha akeli thi bhoomi phone per baat krte krte dusre taraf chali gayi thi. tabhi achanak se khushi ka per ladkhdaya

bo girne hi wali thi ki ekdam se vihaan ne bhagkar use apni baho me tham liya ek pal ko jese wqt wahi ruk gaya jheel si gehri neeli ankhe ek dam gora rakh un neeli ankho me lga gehra kajal ptle perfect shape ke pink hont vihaan to mano palak jhpkana bhool gya. Itni mashumiyat koi itna pyara kese ho skta hai vihaan apne mn me bola . khushi bhi apni un neeli neeli ankho se vihaan ko dekh rahi thi.

Tabhi bhoomi waha per aa gyi usne khushi ko kisi anjaan ki baho me dekha to thoda dar gayi. or khud se boli ye kon ha khushi ke sath agar darshit ko pata chla to bo to muje mar hi dalega nahi nahi bhoomi khushi ko lekr gadi m beth isse pehle koi bwal ho jaye. vihaan ne khushi ko sidha khde kiya khushi thoda dar rahi thi ek anjaan sks usk samne khda tha per usse usko koi negative vive nahi aa rahi thi. vihaan kuch bolne hi wala tha ki bhoomi khushi ko waha se ek dam lekar chali gayi. khushi ne vihaan ko ek bar palat kar dekha uski yai nazar vihaan k dil me ek kasak paida kr gayi.

​to kya hoga ab aage janne ke liye judde rhe is kahani k sath.

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​Party se wapas aane ke baad, Khushi ka mann us pal mein uljha hua tha. Uski aankhon ke samne baar-baar wahi gehri neeli aankhein aur woh majboot haath aa rahe the jinhone use girne se bachaya tha. Usne aaj tak kabhi kisi anjaan mard ke itne kareeb mehsoos nahi kiya tha.

Udaipur ki raat abhi bhi thandi thi, lekin Vihaan ke seene mein ek ajeeb si halchal thi. Usne apna glass table par patka, kaanch ki awaaz se poora kamra goonj utha.

​Vihaan ke office ka scene:

Vihaan apni kursi par piche jhuka hua tha, aankhen moond kar usne us ladki ka chehra yaad karne ki koshish ki.

"Woh... woh koi aam ladki nahi ho sakti," usne dheemi awaaz mein khud se kaha. Uske saamne uska manager, Khanna khada tha, jo dar ke maare paseena ponch raha tha.

​"Sir, aapne bulaya?"

Vihaan ne aankhen kholi, uski neeli aankhon mein wohi purani sakhti aur gussa wapas aa gaya tha. "Khanna, kal raat palace ke garden mein jo bhi tha, mujhe uski puri details chahiye. Woh ladki, uska dress, uska security protocol... sab kuch. Agle ek ghante mein."

"Lekin Sir, woh private event tha, wahan security..."

Vihaan utha aur khidki ki taraf chala gaya. "Mujhe excuse nahi chahiye. Rathore Empire mein kaam karna hai toh meri har zid puri honi chahiye. Pata lagao woh kaun thi!"

​Singh Mansion mein kashmakash:

Darshit ka gussa toh jaise aasmaan chhu raha tha. Khushi apne kamre mein ek kone mein simti baithi thi. Darshit ne darwaza zor se khola.

​"Khushi! Kya main itna kamzor hoon ki meri behen ki hifazat nahi kar sakta?" Darshit chillaya.

Khushi ne darrte hue sar uthaya, "Bhaiya, main toh bas..."

"Tumne kya socha tha? Ke koi nahi dekhega? Woh Rathore tha, Khushi! Rathore! Unka har kadam ek saazish hota hai. Agar unhe pata chala ki tum kaun ho, toh hamara pura parivaar khatre mein aa jayega."

​Khushi ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, par is baar woh chup nahi rahi. "Bhaiya, aap log hamesha darr ke saaye mein kyun jeete ho? Kya main sirf ek 'amanat' hoon? Mujhe bhi jeene ka haq hai!"

Darshit ne uske kandhe pakde, uski awaaz mein narmi thi par dard bhi tha, "Ladoo, tu meri jaan hai. Hum tujhe khona nahi chahte. Woh duniya jise tu bahar se dekhti hai, wahan insaniyat se zyada matlab aur nafrat ki bhasha chalti hai."

​Bhoomi aur Khushi ki baatein:

Bhoomi ne room mein dabe paon enter kiya. "Khushi, tu pagal ho gayi hai? Tu janti hai tu kis se takrai thi? Vihaan Singh Rathore! Log uske naam se thar-thar kaanpte hain."

​Khushi ne khidki ki taraf dekha, jahan se door mahal ki roshni dikh rahi thi. "Bhoomi, maine uski aankhon mein gussa nahi dekha... maine wahan kuch aur dekha. Ek khali-pan, ek akelapan. Jaise woh bhi kisi cheez ki talash mein ho."

Bhoomi ne haath jod liye, "Bhagwan ke liye, apni kismat se khelna band kar. Kal Darshit bhaiya business meeting ke liye Rathore Mansion ja rahe hain, aur agar unhe bhanak bhi lagi ki tu unhe yaad kar rahi hai, toh woh tujhe ghar se nikalna bhi band kar denge!"

​Ek Anjaana Mod:

Agli subah, Rathore Mansion mein sannata tha. Vihaan apne dada ji, Harshvardhan Rathore ke saath nashte ki table par tha.

​"Vihaan," Dada ji ki bhari awaaz goonji, "Kal raat tumne garden mein apna waqt barbad kiya. Business mein focus karo, na ki in bewakoofiyon mein."

Vihaan ne apna chammach rakha, uski nazrein seedhi dada ji par thi. "Dada ji, main apne kaam mein kabhi laparwah nahi raha. Lekin Udaipur ke itihaas mein agar koi nayi cheez dikhe, toh use parakhna meri aadat hai."

​Tabhi ek naukar ne aakar kaha, "Sir, Singh Mansion se Mr. Darshit Singh meeting ke liye aaye hain."

​Vihaan ke chehre par ek khatarnak muskaan aa gayi. Usne socha, "Singh... wahi naam jo kal raat mere dimaag mein chal raha tha. Shayad kismat kuch aur hi chahti hai."

kya hoga ab age

​Kya Vihaan, Khushi ko dhoondhne ke liye koi bada qadam uthayega aur kya use pata chalega ki woh kon hai?

​Kya Darshit aur Vihaan ka pehla saamna takraav (clash) wala hoga, ya phir koi business deal unhe kareeb layegi?

​Kya Khushi apne ghar ki 'kaid' se nikal kar Vihaan se dobara milne ki koshish karegi?

Janne k liye jude rhe is kahani k sath.