Adhoori Sati

              Adhoori Sati

                                                                       -TJ Abhishek

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1811

Kuldhara, Rajasthan

(Voice)

Mai tumhari hi rahungi.. dekh lena (Female Vocal) of Moori.

-         Ja badi aayi, yaad to rakh pati nahi mera naam aur mujhe yaad rakhegi (male vocal) of Amzad.

Ja zamure, mujhe yaad karega na?

-         Nah, nahi karunga.

Sochega to mere bare me?

-         Sochunga, ke sochunga ya nahi

Tu bada badmash hai re zamure.

Thandi  raaton  me  jab  meethi  si  sard  wali  hawa  choo  jaye  to  wo ehsaash  pyar  ka  aur  badha  jata  hai.

Rajasthan ke kuldhara gaon me rehne wale Amzad jo ki ek muslim pariwar ka ladka tha wo ek rajputana ghar ke ladki se pyar karta tha.

Bhala 14 saal ki umar me kise kitna gyan hota hai, aur waise bhi Ancient & starting 18^th century me bharat ka kuch aur hi roop tha. Moori wah ladki thi jo bas din raat amzad ke bare me sochti rehti thi. Bachpann ki dosti dekh kar kisi ki nazar unke jaat par nahi gayi to bas unke masumiyat ke karan. Amzad jo ki 15 saal ka tha use is baat ka pata tha.

Amzad- ma, moori ko biyah kar layegi na tu?

Ma- kaisi baatein kar raha hai, bawla ho gaya hai ke? Are maahre ko hey na smajh aawe hai ke tu aisa soch bhi kaise sako hai? Wo rajput hindu, aur hum musalmaan. Aise hi dararein kam hai ke?

Amzad- tu jo bhi bol ma, hum bas usi se nikah karenge, aur koi ladki ki baat na kar humse. Hum kisi aur se nikah na karenge.

Unki shadi ki umar ho chuki thi Moori ke liye har roz rishte aa rahe the, aur idhar Amzad bhi Apne rishtein se paresaan tha.

[on the top of hype of sands, camels are resting, Amzad & Moori is thinking of tommorow’s Fairwell of their love ]

Amzad- in bezubanon ko pata hota ki hamare pariwar meke beech kitni dooriyan hai to shayad ye itne paas ek duje ke na baithte!

Aur ye bhag jaatein. Jaise hame bhagaya ja raha hai!

Moori- chup kar tu, mera biyah abhi nahi hai. Ma ne kaha 2 saal baad hi mera biyah ho pawega pandit ji aisa kehte hai.

Amzad- tu jhoot bolti hai...!

Moori- na re... sach..! tu ja apni padhai puri kar, fir bada zamindar banke aawega jab tu to mujhse biyah kar lena..

Amzad- chuhiya tu jhoot kyo bolti hai. Doob mar na ja kahi...!

Moori- tumhare bagair to mar hi jaungi.

Amzad- moori, nahi reh payenge hum tumhare bina.

Moori- i love you!

Amzad- ye ke howe hai?

Moori- are pagle angrezi me hai..thare mathhe ni padni..!

Amzad- (laughs loud, taunting her cheeks)

Moori- hans kyo raha zamure?

Amzad- chuhiya angrezi jo boli..(voice fainted..)

Morning came. Amzad was on camel looking back for moori, but she did’nt appeared.

Camel started moving.

Amzad- ma, moori kaha hai?

Ma- tu fikar na kar hum inke mukhiya se thare liye baat karenge.

Amzad- ma wo kaha hai?

And Amzad mooved towards Delhi for his studies.

Moori- oye zamure?

Amzad- oye chuhiya!

Moori- dekh kya layi tere liye..

Amzad- Topi!... are wah

Moori- ja ab, nahi to mai bhi na ja paungi..

Amzad- to mat ja na..

Both were crying, but tried hard not to.

Amzad- ek din dekhna hum aur tum saath kahi door bhaag jayenge in usoolon aur ghatiya soch se..

Moori- ab ja..

Moori was crying very hard after he gone.

Moori marriage was just two weeks later..

Ram naam satya hai!!!

Ram naam satya hai!!!

Moori- ma tau ji ko kaha le ja rahe?

Ma- moori, boli na tu andar ja..

Moori- jiji batao na ?

Tau ji nahi rahe ab!

Moori- kya?

Low tune of gone worship of rama after going her uncle’s dead body.. Inchanting voices faded!

Moori- tai ji? Tai ji!

Ma- Moori tu so ja, tai ji apne mayeke chali gayi hai.

Next morning (in playing ground)

Rimjhim- teri tai ji kinni acchi thi usne kaha tha wo aj mujhe mehndi laga degi.

Moori- jab awegi tab lagwa lena.

Chakori- wo nahi awegi!

Rimjhim- han wo nahi aawegi..

Moori- ma ne kaha hai wo mayeke se 4 mahine baad aa jawegi.

Chakori- use to maar daala jala kar gaon walon ne.

Kal raat tumhare tau ji ke chita par unhe baitha kar sati ka dharm man’ne ko kaha gaya..

Moori- kya? Masa ne bhi kaha ki wo aa jawegi 4 mahine me.

Moori started crying and left her friends and ran to her mom

Rimjhim- kaha ja rahi tu?

Moori asked her sister sonam of her aunt.

Moori- jiji... jiji.. (she breaths hard)

Sonam- kya re moori?

Moori- tai ji? Kaha hai?

Sonam- kaha na wo mayeke gayi hai..

Moori- to tu ro kyo rahi hai..

Sonam- ro kaha rahi hu..

Moori- sach bata jiji unka bahishkar kar diya gaya na chita par?

Sonam- sabne milkar maar daal jala kar unhe..(she cried)

Moori- unhone kuch bola kyo nahi?

Sonam- apne haath me hamari zindagi nahi re moori!

Wo royi bahot.. aur moori ko pakad li..

Delhi

Amzad idhar college me admission le chuka tha, har taraf angrezi hukumat hi thi.. freedom fighters ke sahid hone ki khabar har din aa rahi thi.. isi beech ek samaj jo anhero ko cheer kar har daaman me khushiyan jhonk raha tha wo thi priceless effort of some social reformers, britishers india ko civilized karne aaye the, par unhono desh ko sirf loota, kurutiyon aur gandi soch to bharat ke apne logo ki hi thi..

Rana Bawan Singh                                   31^st may 1813

Kuldhara

Rajasthan

                          Asalaamwalliquam Chuhiya, chal ab nahi bolunga, Moori tera biyah ho gaya hai. Mujhe malum ho gaya. Tu bhale mujhe chitthi na likh teri saheli chakori mujhe sab batati hai. Tu apne biyah se uth kar bhagne ki bhi koshish ki thi.... par ab in sab baaton ka koi matlab mujh tak na pahuchta hai. Tu apna dhyan rakh aur han, beta hua hai ya beti zaroor likhna. Mai apna pyar to bhula na sakunga par ye mujhe mere maksad tak pahuchane me zaroor himmat degi. Maine padhai chor di hai. Mai ab ek senani hu. Swatantrata senani. Is desh ko meri zaroorat hai. Bharat ma ke charno me apni zindagi rakh chuka hu.. tu meri fikar na kar ..insallah ho sake to mujhe bhool jana.

Salam!

Tumhara

Amzad.

Do pyar karne walo ki zindagi ab alag alag rashton par chal rahi thi, aur chalte chalte bahot door chali gayi...

14 years Later ...

Police station, Delhi

Police- kahe re, ka kiya tha yee?

Amzad- isne jo bomb becha tha usi bomb se meerut ke masum logo ki jaan gayi hai.

Amzad ko custody me buri tarah mara ja raha tha.

Daroga- chor isko..

Police- malik isne Munna Singh ka khoon kiya hai..

Daroga- kahe na hum, chor isko..

Amzad- kutta ki maut mare hai..!

Daroga- tum log muslim sala pue musalmano par daag laga dete ho..

Amzad- daroga babu, ap log ko to pata hi tha Munna ke smuggling ke bare me.

Daroga- aur ka jante ho?

Amzad- jante bhi to allah kasam nahi kehte!

Daroga- bansi! Band karo madharjaat ko andar, sabere hi iska marammat hoga ab to.

Amzad ko jail me band kar diya gaya. Magar senani kaha man’ne wale the.. rato raat amzad ko bhaga le gaye aur kano kaan khabar bhi na lagi police ko.

Peterson (british inspector)- where is he?

Daroga- kaha hai re bansi?

Police- malik raate me tala tod ke bhaga le chal gaye!

            Chitthi chore hai!

Daroga ne chitthi padha..

Ab na jhukenge!

Na hi rukenge!

Firangi ko bhaga kar rahenge!

Inquilab zindabaad!

Peterson- you all rascals fails at everything, go and find him. I want him dead or alive by tommorow sunrise.

Idhar Amzad ko Moori ka khabar Milta hai ki uske jija ka dehant ho gaya hai aur jiji ko bhi sati ke dharm ke naam par jala diya jayega.

Amzad delhi se kuldhara ko rawana hota hai.

At night on terrace.

(voice)

Moori Moori...

Amzad kaha ho?

Amzad- aye haye... tera pet to full gaya pehchan me na aa rahi..

Moori- tu bhi to mardana ho gaya hai!

Amzad- tera pati to khush hoga tujhse?

Moori- kya karna hai ye bol..

Amzad- baat na karegi?

Moori- tu to mujhe bhool gaya..

Amzad- bewafa to tu ho gayi..re

Moori- to tujhe marne deti kya?

Amzad- i love you too re!

Moori- (she laughs.. and kissed him)

Amzad- hansi kyo tu?

Moori- zamura re zamura.... angrezi jo bola...!

Amzad- sonam kaha hai?

Moori- tu reh... mai layi use..

Amzad chhat par Moori aur Sonal ka intezar kar raha tha. Ki gaon walo ne amzad ko dekh liya.

Are kaun hai? ....

Kaun hai upar?

Amzad- (in low voice) are jaldi aa..

Moori- bhag sonam ...gaon wale aa rahe hai..!

Are ruk...bhaga le ja raha vidhwa ko (villagers shout)

Amzad ne gaon walo ko na sun Sonam ko bhaga le ja raha tha tabhi beech me Rana (father of Moori & Sonam) aa gaya.

Are yahi to hai Munna ka Katil..

Isi ne mara hai ...

Vidhwa ko bhaga le ja raha..

Are isko chita par nahi.. tel daalkar hi maar dena chahiye..

Maro dayan ko.. maro..(shouted all villagers)

Amzad- khabar-daar koi bhi haath lagaya to... piche dekh puri sena lekar aaye hain..hum! kisi ne bhi hume choone ki koshish ki to abhi ke abhi goli aar paar kar denge..

Amzad sonam ko lekar delhi aa gaya. Aur use sari baatein Munna ke bare me Batayi.

Aur fir sena me samil hone ko bhi kaha..

Veer Pratap hai kaha?..

Kaun hai ye?

Laash Nadi me mili..

Beh kar aayi hogi.

Aur bhi laashein hain..

Ye to Rana ki beti Moori ka Pati hai...

Haye bechara Rana... dono beti ke nashib footein hai...!

Rana- beti bhaag ja.. bhag ja tu..!

Moori- nahi babuji.. hum gaon walo ko samjhayenge..! ki yah sahi nahi hai..!

Rana- wo na manenge..beti... tu bhag ja ..

Rana cried ...he lost his brother’s wife.. her elder daughter & now this was time for her younger daughter..! he was thankful to Amzad but now there was no one for her younger daughter rescue.

Moori in front of Village

Apni bahu betiyon ko hi jala deti hai ye samaj wah, sita mayiya bhagwan thi.. hum nahi hai..

Humara hi dosh har waqt..

Ladki paida hona hi dosh..

Ladki paida karo to dosh..

Pyar to hamare naseeb me nahi likha..

Pakhandi panditon ki baaton me hi sacchayi dhoondti hai duniya..

Kya hume jine ka koi haqq nahi,

Mard kyo nahi jalta apni patni ki chita par hume kyo jhulsa jata hai..?

(villagers one by one started blaming Moori and his Father)

Are is Dayan ko to Muslim se pyar hai.. iske baap ne ek beti ko bhagwa diya..

Are hamare beti ke bare me khayal nahi aaye jab tumhara bhai mara tha?

Ise to baithna hi hoga chita par..

Rana- mat karo meri beti ke saath aisa. Maar do mujhe meri beti ko chor do..

Mujhe jala do..

(a village man)

Kyo ro raha hai rana tu? , teri beti me dosh na hota to aaj tera damaad zinda hota..

Kismat ke aage kiski chali hai..

(all villagers shouted at once!) Baithao ise Chita par..

Moori idhar udhar bhagti rahi, aur gaon wale use zabardashti chita par baitha diya..

Ek aur sati pratha ka ankhon dekhi gawah Kuldhara ban gaya!

Rana yah dekh na saka aur usne khud ko faanshi laga li!

East India Company is baat ko jor shor se uthaya aur is pratha ko band karne ki awaz buland ki..

Idhar delhi me amzad ko moori ki ek chithhi mili..

                                                               22 dec 1828

Amzad nawaz azad khan                            

Delhi

               Zamure.. mai ja rahi, apne babuji ke saath.. tujhse bhot pyar hai mujhe..par ab tu apni aur main apni alag manzil dhoodne nikal chuke hai.. tu kisi acchi ladki se shadi kar le.. nahi to mar jayega.. meri tarah nahi ki kisi se bhi kar li..! mujhe yaad na karna..

Teri Adhoori Sati

Moori Rajput

1 saal Baad

1829

Raja Ram Mohan Roy ne Sati Pratha ko desh se jad se khatm kar diya.

Amzad ne sonam se Nikah kar li aur Desh ke liye aage apni zindagi samarpit kar di.

Aur 1857 ke vidroh me ahem bhumika nibhayi...

Ek adoora pyar yaha khatm ho gaya par na jane kitne hi masum ladkiyon ki jaan bachayi jinhe sati pratha ke kuritiyon ke karan apni zindagi gawani padti...

Hum sabhi aisi kuritiyon ka virodh karte hai aur samaj ko aisi ghatiya soch se mukt karne ke liye har sambhav prayaash kartein rahenge.. aj bhale sati pratha na ho.. magar is trah ki aur bhi kayi aise chehre hain samaj ke jo ki darawni hai.

Devil faces are always painful.. there are many Moori and Amzad in our society who struggles their best to give Future generation a beautiful & bright future.

Amzad wrote many letters to Moori... and awaited for her reply till his last breath!

"hai ye toh ik jashan, tu thirakne de kadam.. abhi saanson me hai dum, abhi chalne de sitam" ..

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