Untitled Story : The Region of Ubel ( Hell ) :

Ek anjaan si jagah ka drishya hamesha ajeeb hi lagta hai . Phir chahe hume pehle se pata hi kyu na ho ki hum kaha jaa rahe hai . Kuch anjaan jagah hume pasand aati hai aur kuch hume daraati hai . Narkh ki kalpana karna bahut asaan hai kyuki hum jaisa chahte hai narkh waisa hi paate hai . Aur hum sabhi narkh nahi jaate hai , sirf kuch jo paap ke paatra hote hai wo. Narkh ya Pataal saat kism ke hote hai aur apne paapo ke level ke anusaar hum ek kism me jaate hai . Jo sabse jyada paap karta hai wo seedhe saatve asthaan me pahuchta hai jahaan se waapas aana namumkin hota hai . Jo sirf geene-chune paap bhukat raha hota hai wo upar ke asthaan me phas jaata hai aur apne paapo ka prashchit karke waapis dharti pe janam leta hai . Paatal ka koi darwaza nahi hota kyuki insaani ki aane - waali sankhya bahut jyadi hai . Shuruvaat hoti hai andheri gufa se aur phir aage sirf andhera hi andhera . Paatal ka akhiri hissa sirf  jalte huwe laal lohe ki salakhon ka bana huwa hai . Jaise ki kisi jail me hote hai bas waise . Har ek hisse me ek buri aatma pehra de rahi hai . Unke na toh baal hai aur aankhon ka asthaan to khaali hai . Haath me apne hi jitna bada ek auzaar jisse laal khoon tapak raha hai . Salakhon me phase huwe aatma ko andar bhi khula nahi chodha gaya hai , unke pairon me bediyaan hai jo kaale rang ki hai . Har ek kone me , daayein-baayein , Aag ki lapte zameen se upar nikal rahi hai .  Kuch mare huwe log baahar ghum rahe hai par unke haath me ek katora hai jisme tezaab hai . Katora bhi kaale rang ka aur upar se thoda sa toota huwa . Wo tezaab pee rahe hai par mar nahi rahe kyuki woh to pehle se hi mare huwe hai . Shareer sirf haddiyon ka ek dhancha hai jisme na toh jaan hai aur na hi kuch aur hai . Kuch pehredaar hai jo apne sar ko ek kaale libaas se dhake huwe hai , unke haathon me ek hathiyaar hai jisse bhi khoon tapak raha hai . Itne mare huwe log par ek bhi aawaaz nahi . Sirf jab khoon unke auzaaron se gir ke zameen se takraye toh tap-tap aawaaz poore vatavarn ko aakrosh se bhar deti hai . Ek chota sa jeev , kaale libaas me , upar se neeche tak dhaka huwa , teji se bhaag raha hai . Uske haathon me koi hathiyaar nahi hai , hai to sirf ek kaali  chhadhi . Woh un zameen se nikalne waali aag ki lapton ke upar se hota huwa jaa raha hai par koi asar nahi ho raha . Hawa me sirf buraai beh rahi hai . Wo bhaag bhi raha hai aur khud se hi keh raha hai - " Ubel Sarkar ! Ubel Sarkar ! " . Wo bhaagte - bhaagte ek bade se kamre me pahuch gaya . Wo kamra bahut bada hai , aur aag ki lapte pichli jagah se jyada bhayanak hai aur uunchi bhi . Kamre ke ek kinaare ek  vishaal kursi hai jinke dono seere se aag ugal rahi hai . Wo kaali kursi jispar ek vishaal sa jeev baitha hai . Uska bhi Shareer upar se neeche tak ek kaale libaas se dhaka huwa hai . Kamre ke kuch - kuch hisso me zameen khaali hai , seedhe neeche ki taraf jhuki huwi . Neeche dekhne pe aag dikhayi de rahi hai . Ek bada sa kadaai hai jisme kisi cheej ko jalaaya jaa raha hai . Gaur se dekha toh pata chala ki yeh koi vastu nahi balki ek mara huwa jeev hai . Yeh iske paap ki sajaa hai . Upar se ek-ek karke aatmaaye iske andar kuud rahi hai . Sab jalne ko taiyaar hai . Wo chota sa jeev Ubel ke saamne sar jhukaaye khada hai . Ubel ka chehra nahi dikh raha par uske naakhoon kisi chudail ke baalo jitne lambe hai . " Saabu ! kya hai khabar jo tum mujhe dena chate ho ? " Aawaaz bahut bhaari , jaise ki koi maut ka farishta bol raha ho . Aawaaz paatal ki shaanti ko tod deti hai . " Sarkar ! shaktiyaan di jaa chuki hai . Bhed khul chuka hai aur ab intekaal ki shuruvaat ho jaayegi . " Ubel  ke chehre pe ek krur si hansi aane lagi . " Sarkar ! kya lagta hai aapko bhagwaan ki yeh chaal kab tak safal rahegi ? Huzoor ! ab shayad aapko kamaan sambhaal leni chayiye . " Ubel kuch bol nahi raha , bas apni us bhayaanak hansi ko aur badhate jaa raha hai . " Wo ladka to abhi nausikhiya hai huzoor . Na to kuch jaanta hai aur na hi kuch jaan paayega . Abhi shaktiyan mili hai aur khush hai . " Aag ki lapte Ubel ki muskaan ke saath-saath badhti jaa rahi hai . Ubel ke chehre pe sirf haiwaaniyat jhalak rahi hai . " Sarkar ! wo ladka toh chuna bhi nahi jaata agar woh marne ki koshish nahi kiya hota . Apne hi ghar se kood gaya tha , isiliye sabko majboori me usko chunna pada . Marta nahi toh aur bhi kayi log the jo chune jaa sakte the par uski aatma-hatya ne sabko majboor kar diya ki usse hi chuna jaaye . Na toh koi kaabiliyat hai aur na hi koi acchi soch , bas kismat ne usse yeh vardaan de diya . " Pataal me Ubel ki hansi gunjne lagi . Ab Ubel bolega - " Jab insaan ko insaaniyat se pare koi kaam diya jaata hai toh sirf ek hi cheej hoti hai , buraai ki jeet . Iss baar bhi hum us ladke ko khatam karke phir se jannat pe kaabu paa lenge . Yeh dharti humari ghulaam hogi . " Itna keh ke woh zor-zor se thahaake lagane laga .