Stories by Anant gaur

Prologue Anant Gaur And there stood she in the darkness. With her luggage all packed up by her side, staring at her children sleeping in comfort. Wanting to reach out to them, bid her last goodbyes but afraid to wake them up. Much afraid of the questions she'll have to answer if they do. There stood she fighting herself in the shadows of guilt which now hovered over her. The light in the other bedroom turned up, her husband Aman, still half asleep, walked up to her. She turned around but even her welled up eyes couldn't explain what she was going through. Aman looked at her and got startled on seeing her all packed up and dressed at this hour. As any husband is, he was bound to ask 'what is all this? Where are you going zaana , what's happening?' She stood there in the silence of the night. Unanswered Aman reached her with his hand and placed it over her shoulder, asking again 'what is going on and why are you all dressed up? Zaana ? why are you crying?...

Home Speak Home  (Maine Ghar Ni Jaana) Anant Gaur The Home//// The house is divided into two areas, park and house This house is a L shaped area, while park is just next to the house . The Voice: Aksar, humne insaano ki jung dekhi hai, kabhi sarhadon ko lekar to kabhi dharm ko lekr. kabhi bhasha(language) ko lekr aur agar ladne ka koi bahana nahi milta to bas Yun hi baat be-baat bewajah ek dusre ka mazak udate hue ladd padte hain. chalo fir bhi insaano ke paas to bolne ke liye awaaz hai, vo apas mein ladd jhagad kar apne aap ko shaant kar lete hain. Sochiye agar yeh bezubaan ped-paudhe, prakritik jeev jantu aur nirjiv vastuyein jaise Ainaa(mirror), Mez(table), Darwaaza(door), Bartan(utensils), Tubelight aadi sab ek din insaano ki tarah bol padein, to na jaane aur kis kis tarike ki jung dekhne ko mil sakti hai. Yeh kahani bhi ek aise hi jung ki hai jahan par bezubaano ko sataaya gaya, par baar baar madad maangne par bhi koi unki madad karne nahi aaya, tab kya tha... unhone khud hi m...

                      MALAAI(cream) Translated by Sanket shanware                                                                                                       written by Anant Gaur   I haven’t talked about this before, not even to the closest of my friends. Truth is, not even to myself in a long while and I don’t know why but I have a strong feeling that if this story reaches them, there’d be a series of different kinds footwear waiting for my ‘welcome’. This tale goes back to the times when I was in my second year of college and like every fresh young man I would wander here and there posting my qualifications for a partner. As in every other college there are o...

मिस्टर जस्टिस अनन्त गौड़                                              [ एक डॉक्टर का क्लिनिक ] ( डॉ चौधरी एक महिला पेशेंट से ) हम्म आप ये टेस्ट्स कराईए, फिर उसके बाद ही थेरेपी स्टार्ट करेंगे। ठीक है। [ महिला जाती है ] ( डॉक्टर गहरी सांस छोड़ते हुए सीधा पाठक से ) बहुत ही दर्दनाक केस था इनका। एक महिला जिसे मेरे पास कुछ साल भर पहले आना चाहिए था। अगर वो तब आ जाती तो शायद उसे आसानी से बचाया जा सकता था, पर अब... इट्स टू लेट। चिढ़ होती है मुझे ऐसे लोगों से, पागल सा हो जाता हूं। सच तो ये है कि इंसान दरसअल एक बहुत ही ग़ज़ब मिश्रण है, बहादुरी और कायरता का। वो भी दोनों एक ही समय पर। एक औरत, जानलेवा दर्द से गुज़रती रही, तकलीफ़ को सहती रही, बग़ैर एक लफ्ज़ भी कहे। सिर्फ़ इस डर से की जिस बात से घबरा रही है, कहीं वो सच ना निकले। और दूसरी तरफ़ वो लोग भी हैं जो ज़रा ज़रा सी बात पर परेशान करते रहते हैं। मेरी उंगली सूज गई है कहीं कैंसर ना निकले, मेरी कमर में दर्द है कहीं स्लिप डिस्क तो नहीं। त...