Official Adnan Wild Tales - AWT

Main kahaan se shuru karu... mujhe khud samajh nahi aa raha. Mera naam Adnan hai, aur main Adnan Wild Tales - AWT chalata hu. Rozana mere paas desh-videsh se log apni aap-beeti aur bhootaha kisse bhejte hain. Lekin pichle hafte Sitapur ke Ramesh bhai ne mujhe jo dastan sunayi... uske baad se main pichli 3 raaton se thik se so nahi paya hu. Jab bhi aankhein band karta hu, wahi manzar samne aa jata hai. Ye baat saal 2017 ki hai. Uttar Pradesh ke Sitapur jile mein ek chhota sa, pichhda hua gaon hai — Rampur. Gaon ke aakhiri chhor par, jahan khet khatam hote hain aur ghana jungle shuru hota hai, wahan ek 100 saal purani, khandahar ho chuki imarat khadi hai. Log use "Thakur Sahab Ki Haveli" kehte hain. Kehte hain saal 1947 ke dango ke dauran us haveli mein kuch aisa wehshi kaand hua tha, jisme ek hi raat ke andar Thakur ke parivaar ke 9 logon ko berahmi se maut ke ghaat utar diya gaya tha. Us khaufnak raat ke baad se us haveli ko hamesha ke liye sarkari taala laga diya gaya. Ga...

Part 1: Maa Ki Yaad Puri duniya ghum li par... Teri god jaisa sukoon aur tere jaisa nishchal pyaar is duniya mein kahin nahi mila, Maa! Is ghan ghor andhere jungle mein jab bhi akela bhatka hoon, toh haath hawa mein phailaye bas tujhe hi dhundhta hoon. Sab kehte hain tu chali gayi, par mera dil jaanta hai tu yahin kahin hai. Maa se door is akele jungle mein aaj teri bohot yaad aati hai! ❤️😭 Part 2: Sher Aur Bachha Log mujhse puchte hain ki tu is khatarnak jungle mein itne khunkhar janwaro ke beech akela kaise reh leta hai? Unhe kya pata, jab bhi koi musibat aati hai, main bas apni aankhein band karke teri di hui "MAA" likhi mala ko chhoo leta hoon. Jungle ke bade se bade shikari aur sher bhi mere saamne aakar apna sir jhuka dete hain... kyunki wo jaante hain, is bache ke sath iski Maa ki duayein hain! 🦁👶 Part 3: Andhere Ka Sahara Jungle ka andhera chahe kitna bhi gehra ho, aur thand chahe jism ko kapa de... per mere maathe par charmakta ye nishan aur teri yaad k...

Introduction: Ek Aisa Gaon Jo Nakshe Se Mit Gaya Duniya mein aisi bohot si jagah hain jahan insaan jaane se darta hai, par kya aapne kabhi kisi aise poore ke poore gaon ke baare mein suna hai jo raaton-raat sannaate ke gehre andhere mein kho gaya? Aaj se theek 100 saal pehle, san 1926 mein, ek behad ghane jungle ke beech basa tha ek chhota sa shant village. Log use khushhaal maante the par unhe kya pata tha ki ek hi raat us gaon ki aakhiri raat banne wali thi. The Backstory: 100 Saal Pehle Kya Hua Tha? Kahani shuru hoti hai ek dabi hui cheekh se. Gaon ke budhhe-buzurg batate hain ki us village ke paas ek purana banyan tree (bargad ka ped) tha. Ek raat gaon ke kuch shikariyon ne jungle mein ek ajeeb jeev par hamla kar diya, jo koi aam jaanwar nahi tha. Wo us jungle ka sadiyon purana rakhwala tha—ek rahasymayi chaya. Marte-marte us shakti ne poore gaon ko ek aisa shrap diya jinhone unki aane wali naslon ko mitti mein mila diya. Shrap ye tha: "Jab bhi chand aasman mein poora ho...

  Raat hone wali thi. Jungle ke raste par ek chhota bacha akela chal raha tha, jise jungle wale "AWT" kehte the. Kehte the ki uske saath hamesha kuch ajeeb hota tha. Uske gale mein ek chhota sa chandi ka locket tha, jis par likha tha—"MAA". Ye locket uski maa ne marne se pehle use diya tha aur marte waqt bas itna kaha tha, "Beta... jab bhi andhera sataye... ise chhoo lena..." Us din ke baad AWT kabhi us locket ko apne se door nahi karta tha. Jungle Ka Khaufnak Sannata Us raat jungle kuch zyada hi shaant tha. Na jaanwaron ki aawaz, na hawa ki sarsarahat... bas chaaron taraf ek ajeeb sa sannata tha. AWT dheere-dheere pattharon wale raste par aage badh raha tha. Tabhi... use peeche se patton ke tootne ki aawaz aayi! Usne palatkar dekha... lekin wahan koi nahi tha. Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Kuch der baad phir wahi aawaz aayi. Is baar aawaz aur kareeb thi... AWT dar gaya. Usne jaldi se apne gale ka "MAA" wala locket pakad liya. Locket Ki Rosh...

Raat ke 3 baj rahe the. Main neend me tha ki achanak phone baja. Screen pe "Unknown Number" dikh raha tha. Maine phone uthaya toh udhar se meri hi aawaaz aayi: "Bhai darwaza mat kholna... main bahar khada hun." Main kamre me akela tha. Darwaza band tha. To bahar kaun tha? Maine phone kaat diya. 2 minute baad fir baja, wahi number aur wahi meri aawaaz: "Bola tha na darwaza mat kholna... ab der ho gayi." Tabhi darwaze pe dastak hui—3 baar, dheere se. Maine himmat karke chhed se dekha toh bahar... main hi khada tha. Bilkul mere jaisa! Bas aankhein... aankhein nahi thi, kaali aur khali thi. Wo muskuraya. Phone fir baja. Uthaya to wo bola: "Andar aa gaya hun." Main palta... kamre ke kone me... main hi khada tha. Asli main kaun hai? Jo likh raha hai... ya jo padh raha hai? Aaj tak samajh nahi aaya us raat kya hua tha. Par ek baat pakki hai - 3 baje ke baad phone aaye to mat uthana. Aur haan, darwaza... band rakhna. --- Disclaimer: Ye kahani kalpanik ha...