Riya ne aankhen kholi…
Sab kuch andhera tha.
Thandi hawa… aur jalne ki smell.
Woh dheere se uthi—
woh zinda thi… ya nahi?
Usne apne haath dekhe…
thode transparent… thode ajeeb.
Tabhi peeche se awaaz aayi—
"Welcome back…"
Riya palat ke dekhti hai—
wahi bus driver.
Riya gusse me—
"Tum mujhe yahan kyun laaye?!"
Driver shant awaaz me bola—
"Main nahi… tumhari kismat tumhe yahan laayi hai."
Riya confuse thi…
"Main mar chuki hoon…?"
Driver ne seedha jawab diya—
"Haan… par kahani yahin khatam nahi hoti."
Tabhi Riya ne aas-paas dekha…
Woh uncle…
woh ladki…
aur woh hasne wala aadmi…
Sab wahan khade the.
Par ab woh log normal nahi lag rahe the…
Jaise… woh bhi uski tarah atke hue ho.
Woh ladki aage aayi…
iska face ab clearly dikh raha tha—
aankhon me aansu the।
"Main 3 saal se yahin hoon…"
Riya ka dil kaanp gaya—
"Matlab… hum yahan fas gaye hain?"
Driver ne dheere se kaha—
"Nahi… tum sabko ek chance milta hai."
Riya ki aankhon me hope aayi—
"Kaunsa chance?"
Driver:
"Last ride wapas lene ka."
Riya ko samajh nahi aaya…
Driver ne samjhaya—
"Agar tum apni sabse badi galti accept kar lo…
toh tum wapas ja sakti ho."
Riya chup ho gayi…
Uske dimag me woh last moment flash hua—
Phone use karte hue… road cross kar rahi thi…
aur phir—accident.
Uski aankhon se aansu nikal gaye—
"Meri galti thi…"
Achanak sab kuch hilne laga…
Bus ka horn… loud… loud…
Driver chillaya—
"Decision le lo! Wapas jaana hai ya yahin rehna hai!"
Riya zor se boli—
"Mujhe wapas jaana hai!!"
FLASH ⚡
Hospital ka room…
Riya ne aankhen kholi…
machines beep kar rahi thi…
Doctor chillaya—
"She's alive!"
Riya ke aansu ruk nahi rahe the…
Par usne turant ek cheez notice ki—
Uske bed ke paas…
ek folded ticket pada tha…
Uspar likha tha—
"Last Ride – Used Once"
Final Twist 😨
Doctor ne dheere se kaha—
"Tum lucky ho… sabko second chance nahi milta…"
Aur us raat…
2:17 AM par…
Riya ke phone par ek unknown message aaya—
"Next ride… kisi aur ke liye hai."