Raat bhar Bismillah ne Shivaleeka ke saath apni har tamanna puri ki. Usne usse alag alag tarah se pakda—kabhi uske upar chadh kar, kabhi usse ghodi banakar—aur har baar uske virodh ko nazarandaaz kiya. Shivaleeka ki cheekhein dheere dheere siskiyon mein badal gayi, kyunki woh thak chuki thi, aur uski taaqat jawab de chuki thi. Bismillah ne uske badan ko apne badan se milaya, uski garmi ko mehsoos kiya, aur apni saari aag uspe utar di. Subah jab suraj nikalne laga, Shivaleeka wahan se chali gayi—apne phate kapde uthakar, roti hui, sharmindagi aur darr ke saath. Bismillah wahan baitha raha, apne haathon ko dekhta raha, jinhone Shivaleeka ke badan ko chhua tha. Uske chehre pe ek muskurahat thi—ek budhe bhikari ki zindagi mein ek raat ke liye woh raja ban gaya tha, chahe woh raat kitni bhi zulm se bhari kyun na ho.
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