Chapter 1 – Ek Unknown Message
Raat ke 11:47 baj rahe the. Bhumi apna phone haath mein liye bas screen ko dekh rahi thi. Exam ka tension alag, ghar ki problems alag, aur upar se woh ajeeb sa loneliness jo kisi ko samajh hi nahi aata.
Tabhi suddenly ek notification aaya.
Unknown: "Tum itni late tak online kyu rehti ho?"
Bhumi ek second ke liye freeze ho gayi.
Usne reply karne ka socha… phir phone side rakh diya.
Lekin dil maan hi nahi raha tha.
2 minute baad usne reply kiya:
Bhumi: "Tum kaun ho?"
Reply turant aaya.
Unknown: "Jo tumhe roz online dekh kar sochta hai… tum itni sad kyun lagti ho?"
Bhumi ka heart thoda fast dhadakne laga.
Kisi ne pehli baar usse yeh question poocha tha.
Usne type kiya – "I'm fine"
Lekin send nahi kiya.
Usne delete kar diya.
Phir likha:
"Tumhe kaise pata mai sad hoon?"
Reply aaya:
"Jo log strong dikhte hain na… woh hi sabse zyada broken hote hain."
Bhumi ne phone ko tight pakad liya.
Usse lag raha tha jaise koi usse samajh raha ho.
Lekin ek problem thi…
Uska profile photo blank tha.
Uska naam bhi fake lag raha tha.
Aur sabse strange baat – usne kabhi Bhumi ko follow bhi nahi kiya tha.
Phir ek aur message aaya:
"Kal 8 baje online rehna. Main tumhe ek secret batane wala hoon."
Bhumi ne reply nahi kiya.
Lekin us raat usse neend nahi aayi.
Kyuki uske dimaag mein bas ek hi sawal chal raha tha:
Woh ladka kaun tha…
aur usse Bhumi ke baare mein itna sab kaise pata tha?
Chapter 2 – The Secret at 8 PM
Agli shaam, 7:58 PM.
Bhumi ka dil unusual fast beat kar raha tha.
Usne khud ko samjhaya, "It's just a random guy… why am I even nervous?"
Lekin phir bhi… woh online aa gayi.
Exactly 8:00 PM.
Unknown: "Tum time pe aa gayi."
Bhumi ne turant reply nahi kiya.
Usne socha thoda ignore kare… lekin 10 seconds baad hi type kar diya:
Bhumi: "Secret kya hai?"
Kuch seconds tak koi reply nahi aaya.
Phir message aaya—
Unknown: "Tumhare room mein abhi light off hai… aur tum bed ke left side baithi ho."
Bhumi ka haath suddenly freeze ho gaya.
Usne shock mein apne aas-paas dekha.
Sab kuch bilkul waise hi tha jaise usne kaha.
"Yeh… yeh kaise possible hai?"
Uska heartbeat ab darr mein badal chuka tha.
Bhumi: "Tum mujhe dekh kaise rahe ho?"
Typing…
Typing…
Phir message aaya:
"Dar mat… main tumhe hurt nahi karunga."
Bhumi ne turant phone ko thoda door kar liya.
Uske dimaag mein hazaar questions ghoom rahe the.
Kya woh koi hacker hai?
Ya… koi uske ghar ke paas hai?
Tabhi ek aur message aaya—
"Main tumhe kaafi time se jaanta hoon… tumhe bhi, tumhari aadatein bhi."
Bhumi ki aankhon mein halka sa pani aa gaya.
"Toh phir saamne kyun nahi aate?"
Iss baar reply aane mein thoda time laga.
Phir—
"Agar main saamne aa gaya… toh shayad tum mujhse baat karna bandh kar dogi."
Bhumi confuse ho gayi.
"Kyu?"
Seen.
Lekin reply nahi aaya.
5 minute…
10 minute…
Aur phir last message aaya:
"Kal tumhe sach pata chal jayega."
Us raat Bhumi ne room ka darwaza 2 baar check kiya.
Windows bhi lock ki.
Lekin phir bhi… usse lag raha tha jaise koi usse dekh raha ho.
Aur sabse bada darr yeh tha—
Kal jo sach saamne aayega…
woh uski life change kar sakta hai.