"World War 3: Ek Hindustani Ki Aankhon Se – Day 6: Pehla Battle (Camp vs Looters)"
4:30 AM – Bechain Subah
Raat bhar camp me koi nahi soya tha.
Sannata itna gehra tha ki apne dil ki dhadkan tak sunai de rahi thi.
Hawa tez chal rahi thi,
aur kabhi kabhi lagta tha jaise andheron me koi hume dekh raha ho...
Sabko pata tha:
"Looters kabhi bhi aa sakte hain."
6:00 AM – Aakhri Taiyari
Camp ke andar ek meeting hui:
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Entry points pe wood aur iron rods se blockade lagaye gaye.
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Ek secret exit plan tayyar hua — bachche aur auratein ek signal milte hi peeche wale jungle ke taraf bhaagenge.
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Sab ke paas kuch na kuch weapon tha:
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Kaata hua pipe
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Fata hua danda
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Kamar band ke neeche chhupa hua knife
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Main aur Amir (jo kal naye aaye the) ek frontline team me the.
Humne ek dusre ki aankhon me dekha —
Koi shabd nahi, sirf ek silent vachan:
"Peechhe nahi hatenge."
7:15 AM – Pahli Nazar
Dur se kuch silhouttes dikhi —
5... 10... 15 aadmi... rifles, sticks, kuch trucks ke saath.
Unki body language seedhi dhamki de rahi thi:
"Hum sab kuch chheen kar rahenge."
Camp me emergency whistle baj gayi.
Sab log apni apni position le chuke the.
Bacche aur auratein safehouse ki taraf chal diye —
kadam kaanp rahe the, par aankhon me aasoon nahi the.
8:00 AM – Pehla Attack
Looters camp ke samne aa gaye.
Unke leader ne chillakar bola:
"Jo kuch bacha hai, sab hume de do... warna sabko khatam kar denge!"
Hamara camp khamosh raha.
Na haan, na naa.
Leader ne gun hawa me chalayee — ek warning shot.
Aur bas, ussi waqt hamare camp ke ek buzurg ne pehli patthar feka.
War shuru ho gayi thi.
8:05 AM – Dhuaan aur Chikhaarein
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Looters camp ke andar ghusne lage.
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Camp ke guards (hum sab) ne apne apne weapons se rokne ki koshish ki.
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Main aur Amir ek saath ek looter ko rod se hit kiya — uski rifle neeche gir gayi.
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Amir ne rifle uthayi aur hume cover dene laga.
Sab kuch fast motion me ho raha tha —
jaise duniya slow kar di gayi ho, sirf humare heartbeat aur saamne wale ka gussa tez ho gaya ho.
8:15 AM – Hamara Pehla Khoon
Ek looter ne camp ke ek ladke ko (Rajeev, sirf 19 saal ka) chaku mar diya.
Rajeev neeche gira, aur bas ek shabd bola:
"Maa..."
aur chup.
Poore camp me ek ajeeb si cheekh gunj uthi.
Gussa, dard, aur dar ka milan —
ab survival nahi, badla ban gaya tha.
8:30 AM – Toota Hua Balance
Looters jyada taqatwar the, jyada weapons wale the,
lekin hamare paas desperation thi —
aur desperation jab junoon me badal jati hai, to kuch bhi mumkin hota hai.
Humne camp ke ek side ko aag laga di — taaki smoke se unki visibility kharab ho.
Amir aur main jungle side se peeche ghoom kar unke leader par attack ki planning ki.
8:45 AM – Turning Point
Main aur Amir chupke se peeche se unke leader ke paas pahunche.
Usne hume dekha, gun uthayi, lekin hum pehle pahunch gaye.
Amir ne use dhakka diya, mainne rod se uska haath tod diya.
Leader neeche gir gaya.
Poora looter group confuse ho gaya —
unki leadership khatam hone lagi thi.
Humare camp ke log, jo pehle sirf rakhwali kar rahe the, ab attack mode me aa gaye.
9:00 AM – Looters Ki Haar
Looters peeche hatne lage.
Unhone truck me baithkar bhaagne ki koshish ki.
Hamare kuch logon ne unka ek truck puncture kar diya tha —
unhe apna saman chhodkar bhagna pada.
Jeet hamari thi.
Camp abhi bhi zinda tha.
Lekin iss jeet ki keemat thi —
Rajeev jaise kuch sapne hamesha ke liye so gaye the.
10:30 AM – Aftermath
Camp ke andar sab log ek jagah ikattha hue.
Chehre par thakaan thi, kapdon par khoon ke dhabbe the,
par aankhon me ek ajeeb si chamak thi —
jeet ki, jine ki.
Amir ne mujhe dekha aur bola:
"Hum sirf survive nahi kar rahe... hum jeet rahe hain, ek nayi duniya ke liye."
Maine aasman ki taraf dekha —
ab bhi suraj nahi tha,
lekin kahin na kahin, umeed ka ek naya savera zaroor ho raha tha.
Day 6 Ka End:
"Pehla battle khatam hua — par asli jang abhi baki thi.
Survival jeet gaya tha, lekin duniya ko insaniyat kaise lautaayein,
ye abhi sabse bada sawal tha."