The Missing Power

THE MISSING POWER

Subah ke 8:30 baje the aur Kabir ka flat kisi war zone se kam nahi lag raha tha. Kabir, jo apne routine ke liye kisi Swiss watch se kam nahi tha, apne laptop bag ke pass khada freeze ho gaya tha. Uska charger? Gayab.

"Not again," Kabir ne chilla kar kaha. Uska OCD uske sar par chadha hua tha. Usne apni desk check ki, drawer khangaala, aur yahan tak ki dustbin ke andar bhi jhaanka. Kabir ke liye uska charger sirf ek cable nahi thi, wo uske system ka lifeline tha. Aur usse zyada, usse ye baat bilkul pasand nahi thi ki koi uske 'organized' space mein ghus ke uski cheezein hila de.

THE INVESTIGATION

Kabir ne detective wala mode on kar liya. Woh flat ke living room mein aaya jahan Simran apni coffee ke saath files padh rahi thi. Kabir ne ek gehri saans li aur interrogation shuru kiya.

"Simran, tumne mera charger dekha? I know tumhein mere desk ki placement se problem hai, but this is crossing the line."

Simran ne apni spectacles utari aur ek sarcastic smile di. "Kabir, main Corporate Law handle karti hoon, mujhe tumhare 65-watt ke charger mein koi interest nahi hai. Maybe check your own mess, Mr. Perfectionist."

Kabir ne gusse mein Rohan ke room ki taraf dekha. Rohan wahan bed par leta tha, laptop screen ke saath khel raha tha aur piche koi purana sitcom chal raha tha.

"Rohan! Utho!" Kabir ne darwaza kholte hue kaha. "Mera charger kahan hai? Maine dekha hai tum aksar meri cheezein 'borrow' karte ho."

Rohan ne baal sehlaate hue kaha, "Bhai, chill kar. Charger hi toh hai, shayad kahin bhool gaya hoga. Life mein itna stress mat le, thoda relax kar."

THE FINGER-POINTING

"Relax? Meri client meeting 15 minute mein hai!" Kabir chillaaya.

Simran room mein aayi, "Kabir, tumhara ego itna bada hai ki tumhe lagta hai puri duniya tumhe pareshan karne ke liye bani hai. Maybe tumne hi kahin fek diya hoga."

"Oh, really Simran? Last time jab mera mouse gayab hua tha, tab bhi tum hi thi jo usse 'accidentally' use kar rahi thi," Kabir ne palatwar kiya.

Simran ki aankhon mein chamak thi. "Haan, kyunki tumhara attitude check mein rakhna zaroori hai. But is baar maine kuch nahi kiya."

Rohan dono ke beech mein khada ho gaya, ek smile ke saath, "Guys, itna drama mat karo. Ek charger hi toh hai, main tumhein apna de deta hoon..." woh ruk gaya, phir bola, "Oh wait, mera charger toh abhi charge nahi kar raha."

THE BIG REVAL

Kabir ka dimaag garam tha. Usne gusse mein Rohan ka laptop bag utha kar side mein rakha, taaki wo andar check kar sake. Bag ka zip khula aur saara samaan farsh par bikhar gaya.

Sab sannate mein aa gaye.

Bag ke andar se ek nahi, do nahi, balki che chargers ka dher nikal kar bahar gira. Sirf chargers hi nahi, Kabir ka mouse, Simran ka power bank, aur yahan tak ki ek purana headphone jo Simran ne mahino pehle kho diya tha.

"Rohan?" Kabir ne shock mein pucha. "Ye kya hai?"

THE CONFRONTATION

Rohan ki smile gayab ho gayi. Woh dheere se zameen par baith gaya aur un chargers ko dekhne laga.

"Mujhe laga tha ki agar main tum logon ke gadgets le lunga, toh tum log mere paas aoge," Rohan ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. "Tum dono apne kaam mein itne busy rehte ho—Kabir, tumhara OCD aur meetings; Simran, tumhari files aur deadlines. Main is ghar mein reh kar bhi bilkul akela feel karta tha."

Kamre mein sannata chha gaya. Kabir, jo abhi gusse mein tha, ab ekdam chup ho gaya. Simran ne apni files niche rakh di.

"Tumne hamare gadgets churaye taaki hum tumhare paas aayein?" Simran ne pucha.

Rohan ne sar jhuka kar kaha, "I know, ye bahut bachkana hai. Lekin jab tum log mere room mein aate ho, chahe ladne ke liye hi sahi, tab mujhe lagta hai ki main akela nahi hoon. I'm sorry."

THE RESOLUTION

Kabir ne ek gehri saans li. Uska OCD abhi bhi tha, lekin usse pehli baar samajh aaya ki uska 'perfect' system in logon ke bina kitna khokhla tha. Usne apna charger uthaya aur Rohan ke kandhe par haath rakha.

"Rohan, gadgets churane ki zaroorat nahi thi, yaar. Bas ek beer ya coffee ke liye pucha hota, toh main aa jata," Kabir ne halka muskura kar kaha.

Simran ne bhi haami bhari, "Exactly. Aur next time agar main stressed hoon, toh please mujhse baat kar lena, mera charger churaane ki zaroorat nahi hai."

Rohan ne muskurate hue sabko dekha. "Toh... dinner?"

"Dinner toh banta hai," Kabir ne kaha. "Aaj raat ko bahar chalte hain, aur promise, main aaj laptop nahi kholunga."

Us raat, jab teeno wapas aaye, flat ka mahaul bilkul alag tha. Sabne apne gadgets wapas liye, lekin kisi ne check nahi kiya ki kiske paas kya hai. Chaose aur mess abhi bhi tha, lekin ab wo sabko thoda zyada 'ghar' jaisa lag raha tha.

Khatam