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28 kahaniyan, har ek Hinglish me — narrator ki aawaz me poori record ki hui.
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28 kahaniyan, har ek Hinglish me — narrator ki aawaz me poori record ki hui.
Ira audiologist hai — doosron ke kaan test karti hai, khud aath mahine se royi nahi. Phir ek raat apni mari hui behen ke number se ek voice note aata hai. Awaaz Noor ki hai. Aur usme ek baat hai jo Noor ke marne ke baad hui.
Shanti Niketan CHS. 48 flats, ek lift, aur ek WhatsApp group jisme 212 members hain — flat 48 hain. Secretary Deshpande ji ka sapna hai ek AGM jo bina ladai ke khatam ho. Is baar agenda me ek item hai — bhoot.
Kabir shaadiyan shoot karta hai — sau kar chuka hai, sab ek jaisi. Phir Jaipur wali shaadi ki album edit karte hue use frame number 27 milta hai. Aur wo teen din wapas jeene lagta hai.
Farooq raat ki shift me cab chalata hai. Ek sawari aati hai jo manzil nahi batati, phone band rakhti hai, aur har signal par peeche dekhti hai. Aur phir Farooq ko bhi ek gaadi nazar aane lagti hai — jo unke peeche hai.
Shanti Nivas ka wifi password chhe saal se ek hi tha. Naye secretary Milind Phatak ne use badal diya — suraksha ke liye. Par usi wifi par society ka CCTV chalta tha, lift ka phone chalta tha, aur paani ke pump ka timer bhi. Ek password ne chhabbees flat ka aisa hisaab khol diya jo koi kholna nahi chahta tha.
Bettiah ke Ramnagar gaon me toote hue sarkari primary school ko chaar saal me ek aadarsh pathshala banane wale Anand Master ji ka achanak Patna transfer ka aadesh aa jaata hai. Gaon ke Mukhiya Ramakant Chaurasia, rasoiya Meera Devi aur gaon ki pehli graduate ladki Radha Kumari samet poora gaon is aadesh ko manzoor karne se inkar kar deta hai. Ek taraf Patna me bimaar maa ki dekhbhal ka farz hai aur doosri taraf ek gaon ka vishwas aur bachon ka aane wala kal.
Darjeeling ke Glenburn Valley tea estate me barson se kaam kar rahe senior manager Bhaskar Banerjee ki bungalow ki library me maut ho jaati hai. Police ko unke desk se teen sealed chitthiyan milti hain — teeno unhi ki handwriting me hain, par teeno alag-alag logon ko qatil thehrati hain.
Kharagpur division ke central traffic control room me aadhi raat ko ek runaway container goods train sabhi automated red signals todkar aage nikalne lagti hai. Loco-pilot se contact toot chuka hai aur aage line par Howrah-Mumbai Duronto Express aa rahi hai.
Chowk ke freelance photographer Aman Verma ke studio me achanak uski purani mohobbat Zoya Siddiqui ki shaadi ka card pahunchta hai. Card ke andar chhipa ek chhota sa parcha use shaam theek char baje Hazratganj bulata hai. Teen saal purana dard, adhoori baatein, aur shaadi ke aath din ka safar jahan dono ko apne jazbaat ka aakhri faisla karna hai.
Gurgaon Cyber City me sthit CloudVault Tier-Four Data Centre me subah teen baje temperature achanak minus four degree tak gir jaata hai. Night-shift infrastructure engineer Rohan Verma dekhta hai ki server room ke biometric access logs par Harish Rawat ka badge punch ho raha hai. Harish Rawat wahi senior architect tha jo unnis sau solah me server rack aur halon gas leak ke dauran andar qaid hokar mar gaya tha. Rohan aur network security analyst Meera milkar unnis sau solah ke us encrypted backup drive ka sach dhoondhte hain jisme corporate espionage aur Harish ki maut ka kaala raaz chhupa tha.
Meerut ke Shastri Nagar me Simran ki shaadi me toofan tab khada hota hai jab ladke wale modern reel-maker Bunty ko aur ladki wale purane studio ke Tinku ko photographer book kar lete hain. Stage par aamne-saamne aane ke baad dono me best shot lene ki jung chhid jaati hai. Memory card badalna, Neelam Chachi ke jooday me drone phansna, aur Photoshop ka ajeeb ghotale ke baad shaadi ki aisi album banti hai jo koi bhool nahi sakta.
Kanpur ke Govind Nagar me retired railway clerk Jagdish Prasad ke chote se makan me har mahine ki pehli tareekh ko ek naya toofan khada hota hai. Bada beta Ramesh ghar ke badhte kharche aur karz ka rona rota hai, bahu Sunita ration aur dawaiyon ka hisaab maangti hai, aur beti Pooja sasural ke dabav me apna hissa lene aati hai. Par pita chupchap baithkar chai peete rehte hain. Jab bank ki passbook khulti hai, tab pata chalta hai ki unki chup ke peeche kitna bada balidan aur sach chhipa tha.
Pune ke Sadashiv Peth head post office me bees saal purana peela lifafa nikalta hai. Postmaster aur naye clerk jab use uske pate par pahunchane nikalte hain, to ek purane dafn raaz ke parde uthne lagte hain.
Kanpur ke purane shahar me sthit Mayur Talkies pichhle tees saal se bandh pada tha. Purana chowkidar Shambhu Dayal har raat do baje projector room se carbon arc lamp ki roshni aur shutter ki khrrr-khrrr aawaz sunta hai. Film researcher Kavita Saxena jab is cinema hall par documentary banane aati hai, to dono ko parde par unnis sau sattar ki ek lapata film dikhayi deti hai jisme usi hall me lagi aag ka dardnaak sach chhupa tha.
Lower Parel ke Peninsula Corporate Tower me achanak paitisvi manzil par express elevator phans jaata hai. Lift ke andar char bilkul alag log band hain — ek egoistic corporate VP jiska pachas karor ka pitch chal raha hai, ek pehle din ka ghabraya hua intern, ek custom birthday cake lekar aayi delivery girl, aur ek eccentric crystal healer. AC band hone, cake pighalne, watchman ke ajeeb nuskhe, aur ventilation shaft ke hadsay ke baad do ghante ka safar sabse mazedaar bikhraav ban jaata hai.
Vidarbha ke sookha-grast gaon Borgaon me zameen se paani nikaalne ke liye paanch sau foot gehra borewell khoda jaata hai. Rig operator Tukaram aur hydrologist Ananya ko casing pipe se paani ke bajaye kisi ke ek se lekar chhattees tak ginti ginne ki ajeeb aawaz sunayi deti hai. Gaon ke purane patil aur kisaan parivaron ke beech unnis sau chhanve ke us sookhe ka sach khulta hai jahan bache hue kuye ko zinda kisaano ki qabr bana diya gaya tha.
Jaipur ke Brahmpuri mohalle me ek baoli hai jo satasath saal se seal hai. Nagar nigam use kholna chahta hai. Devraj Meena us baoli me utarne wala pehla aadmi hai. Neeche jitni seedhiyan hain, utni honi nahi chahiye — aur har utraai par unki ginti badhti ja rahi hai.
Rajkot me Vora Castings sattais saal purani hai. Malik ki maut ke baad teen bete bache hain — ek jo factory chalata raha, ek jo Surat me kama raha hai, aur ek jo abhi tak pita ki baat maan raha hai. Aur ek behen hai jiska naam kisi ne ginti me nahi liya. Pita ki wasiyat ek band lifafe me hai, aur use kholne ki ek hi shart hai.
Raat ke do baje freelance architect Neel ek client ko call karte hue galat dial kar baithta hai. Phone Tara uthati hai jo ek purani kitaab dukaan me akele cataloging kar rahi hoti hai. Pehle jhagda, phir roz aadhi raat ki baatein — tees din ka safar jahan dono ek hi sheher me bina mile ek doosre ke sabse kareeb aa jaate hain.
Bengaluru Namma Metro ke MG Road underground control room me night controller Tanvi ko CCTV archive me roz raat theek gyaarah bajkar athavan minute se baarah baje tak ka frame gayab milta hai. Operations chief Arvind ke sath milkar wo is do minute ke raaz ki teh tak pahunchti hai.
Belgachia tram depot band ho raha hai. Wahan night shift me kaam karne wale ek fitter ko har raat do baje ek tram chalti dikhti hai — route chhatees, jo satais saal pehle hata diya gaya tha. Us tram ka conductor apna aakhri ticket kaatne ke liye ruka hua hai, aur jab tak wo ticket nahi katta, tram depot nahi lautegi.
Mumbai ke Lower Parel sthit Janmat 24x7 newsroom me senior crime reporter Sameer Qureshi ko ek sau karor ke bank fraud ki exclusive pendrive milti hai. Par broadcast se pehle source ka phone aata hai ki agar story on-air hui to use agle chaubis ghante me maar diya jayega.
Farhan apne baap-dada ki sadiyon purani dukaan me taale aur chabiyan banata hai. Ek toofani raat, Nawab Khandan ki purani haveli me use ek aisi tijori kholne bulaya jaata hai jisme chaar taale lage hain. Teen taale pehle hi khul chuke hain, par chauthi chaabi ghoomte hi jo sach samne aata hai, wo uske apne parivar ke ateet se juda hai.
Aditya purana hostel register dhoondhta hai. Teen saal pehle ka naam.
Wo bachcha — Sameer. Aditya use jaanta tha. Wo transfer nahi hua tha.
Mrs. D'Souza ne taala lagaya tha. Kyun — kyunki usne bhi suna tha.
Chaar baar matlab kya? Purana niyam — chaar ghante, koi gayab.
Rohan mil jaata hai — bahar, barf me, sota hua. Bolta hai koi le gaya tha.
Sameer teen saal pehle mara tha. Yahi, sardiyon me. Kisi ne nahi bataya.
Aditya samajhta hai — ghanta call hai. Kisi ka. Jo intezaar kar raha hai.
Subah. Sab theek. Ghanta do baar. Aditya ko lene koi aata hai — pehli baar.
10 episodes · 1h 5m total