Pakhi : Lore of Nako | Jai Singh

13th October, 2022, It's 5pm in the evening and you are listening to Raldang 93.2 FM, Kalpa village's one Lothar radio station. I am your friend and your host, Kabir and I hope that your day is going to be good today, like the weather today, as you can feel that the winters are standing on the door, and it's getting dark at night. Some kind of tourists for whom winter is meant only for monkey caps. They are wearing their monkey cap, this is a special kind of monkey. If you look at them from a distance, it feels like someone has put their head and legs on a raja. Oh my God, it's so cold. Now if you are thinking that they are tourists, then you will have to meet me to find out. Please come and sit with me, we will have tea and tea together. I will also introduce you to Monu. Monu runs a small shop here, but he is a very nice person. He makes good parathas. So those who live outside Kalpa, if you ever come to Kalpa, then definitely try Monu's parathas. Tell them that they are brother's friends. Butter extra and chili less. And now you do one thing, quickly look out of your window and you will see the redness of the evening. If the weather is a little less today, then open the window. The weather was very bad since two days, so it has been raining heavily on the other side of the range. And this white color will shine in the red light of the sun today. Everyone will be red. The red color of love, love has become alive today. And the love has become alive because of the fact that today I am going to tell you the story. It started here in Kalpa about 7 years ago. So Devi and Sajnu, please stop the heater of your house, because now the story I am going to tell you, it will warm your heart. And all those hopeless romantics, tucked in their beds reading a book and listening to me right now, put a smile on your face because this one is for you. Ladies and gentlemen, here comes the disclaimer. This story has no incidents or incidents at all in Kalpa, if it is compared to a person who lives and dies, then it will not be just a coincidence. Come on, let's turn the clock and walk in the winter of 2015. This is the date of October. This is the story of Afaaq, who after many years, man without a face, Jaisingh, Kabir, Sanospiti, and slightly embarrassing, but okay, it is known in the name of Noni. And this story is also of Paaqi, who does not know anyone except Afaaq. So, close your eyes and close your eyes, please. So, close your eyes and think that you are in Kalpa, in Shankar Homestay. As soon as you reach Shankar Homestay, you see an empty field in front of you, in which there are four flags. These flags are floating in the air. Cold, cold air is touching your face. There is a different fragrance in the air, there is also a sound of flowing water. And in front of you, you see the face of Yati, made on Mount Raldang. And the glacial of the snow collected in the food of Raldang makes you realize that you are nothing. Yes, you are nothing here. You are pure. All your pride and all your laughter is priceless here. You are standing under the tree of a tree, a normal person. It seems a little strange, isn't it? So, take a deep breath and listen to the heartbeat of your heart. You think that the Raldang that is in the colors of the day that just came down, will it be able to see you when a wind blows from behind it? As soon as the wind blows, it will spin in the sky above your head, like if there was a God of Kinnor. And when you can feel this and your fingers start to cool down, then you understand that you have come to the Kalpa. It is the same place where Aafaaq is going to stay tonight. When you look to your right, you will see Aafaaq. A very common boy who is taking off his luggage from his motorcycle. He is tired of his journey all day long and his face is looking clean. His fingers are a little numb, so he is taking off his luggage. He is falling from his hands. He is wearing a red jacket and a red jeans. And his shoes are torn down. He pulls a long blue packet from his bike and opens it. And his blue palace stands up. A 5 by 5 foot tent in which he is going to chill in the cold tonight. He knows that but he is not afraid of that. Because he is standing on the shoe like you. He fills his luggage in the tent one by one and goes in the tent. And because he has entered the tent, you are not able to see him. So take one more deep breath and look, Aafaaq has opened his tent zipper. Maybe he is making you a part of his story. So look to your right, again. Where Aafaaq's motorcycle was standing. The stairs behind that motorcycle. From there, Kalpana sister is bringing tea in her hand and coming down. You take that tea and give your fingers a little warmth. And go in the tent. Now the night has fallen. There are only some juggles that are shining. And Aafaaq's flashlight in his tent on the ground. So let's go in the tent of Aafaaq. You enter the tent of Aafaaq and you see that a 6 foot boy is staring at you. Looking at you smiling with two camels. In his tent, the small world. The blue walled one. Maybe you like it better than your Alishan house. I give this disclaimer to you earlier. After seeing you, Aafaaq takes out the bag under his head. Like he used to use it as a pillow. And he gives it to you. So that you can sit and work. Because the festival is about to start. Aafaaq is sitting in front of you. And for the first time, he says that you remind me of someone. And this evening was not so beautiful. You think that a person, who you have seen for the first time, who you didn't even know. How could you remind him of someone? And you ask him this question with great surprise. Aafaaq says that I don't see a person as a human being. I see a person as a story. You remind me of a story. Stories are magic, aren't they? And my magic is all a magic. Would you like to know the name of that magic? You shake your head and Aafaaq only says one word. The rest. And then he shakes the tent of a wind. Don't be scared. Nothing will happen. Whenever Aafaaq calls Paaqi, Paaqi realizes that she is his own. No matter where she is. You might think that Aafaaq has a girlfriend. But it's more complicated than that. Paaqi was a part of every story of Aafaaq. And if the story is true, then her story always eats the mail from somewhere in her life. Whenever she wrote Paaqi, she wrote it in real life. So now to ask this question, if Paaqi is real or fake, then these are all nonsense. Aafaaq takes a cup of tea and tells you that she comes to meet me at night to do magic. Her eyes are as black as a sepia. Her eyes are as bright as a lotus. She says, "I had never seen a shadow before that day. But that night, my motorcycle broke down when the hairpin bends down on my nose. And when I stopped my motorcycle, I felt as if I had passed through death. These stories are famous about the loop-sign of the nose. But I didn't know these stories at that time. When I stopped my motorcycle, I saw the darkness all around me. In the sky above, I could see the sky, which meant that the moon was shining on the moon. The river was flowing in the valley. I could hear the sound of it. I could not see where the road was turning and where it was going. Because the wind was cold and I was wearing a helmet, my ears were hot because of that. And that is why I could hear my heartbeat clearly. At that time, because I was on the top, I blamed my heartbeat for my height. In the sky above, I could only see the mountains. And because the next village was 15 km away, I thought of spending the night there. Friends, I did not know that the next 5 minutes would change its life. Suddenly, there was a light, and Afaaq saw a tent, which he could not see in the darkness. Because Afaaq did not have his own tent, so he ran towards that tent. And as he ran, he reached near that tent. He broke his leg with a stone, and that stone hit that tent. Then the zipper of that tent opened, and Afaaq woke up and jumped into the tent. Then he sees a girl sitting in the tent, and he is afraid. Who is this boy? Afaaq stands outside the tent, tells him about his motorcycle, and that girl gives him a cup of tea. Afaaq warmed his fingers from the cup of tea, and that girl calls him inside the tent. Afaaq asks him how he got stuck here, and he says that he did not get stuck here. He has come here to take pictures of the stars. She is an astrophotographer. Astrophotographer? What is this? The way astrophotographers are in this world, this is what Afaaq first found out. After a while, when they talk to each other, Afaaq asks Afaaq to show him some pictures, which he has taken tonight. He says that he will have to wait for an hour, because he has not taken any pictures yet. He says that if you want to see the pictures, then you have to come out of the tent in an hour, and that's how he went out of the tent. Afaaq, as soon as he starts coming out of the tent, he stops him. He says that he has some time to rest his eyes. Stay in the tent for an hour, and when I say, just come out. And Afaaq doesn't even agree. He was stuck in the cold. After an hour, when that girl called Afaaq, and as soon as he stepped out of the tent, he saw a view that he had never seen before. There are millions of stars in the sky, maybe even more than the count of humans. There are so many stars shining. And among these stars, there is something called the Milky Way, it was looking so clear, as if the sky would fall on the ground now, and it would suddenly fall, and the stars would be shining all around. But there was one star, a red-colored star, which was on the other side of the stick, it was not moving, and Afaaq was very surprised. He was probably upset with someone, as if we used to get upset in childhood, when we didn't get to play our favorite games. So Afaaq asks that girl, what happened to the star? That girl tells him very lovingly, that she is not a star, she is a planet. There is a difference between planets and stars. That star is twinkle and planets don't. This was the thing, this is what Afaaq feels, and she tells that girl, after you die, you don't want to be a star, you want to be a planet, you want to destroy me. I would rather stay silent, and always be around. They look at other wonderful sights, and Afaaq gets to know one thing, that if you see a mountain for some time, it sees you as a lost memory, as a face. She heard a lot of sounds in the air that night. She saw a lot of faces in the mountains that night. She heard a sound in the sound of the river, and that night she was so shocked by the planets and stars, that a few years later, her pictures were shown in the exhibitions. The pictures were called Pakhi. Why Pakhi? Ask, you must be thinking, because that night when that girl showed her that wonderful sight, they both forgot so much in the world around them, that they didn't even ask each other their names. Today, you know Afaaq and Pakhi, but Afaaq and Pakhi don't know each other. Afaaq, who is today Jai, whenever he remembers Pakhi, there is a face in his mind, but that face always, in the mountains of the Nakhs, in those herpen bends, draws the photos of the stars. It seems to be laughing at the fact that she becomes a planet. This is how Afaaq's journey was going on after he left. He went to Masuri, to Rajasthan, wherever he went, he got a new memory, and whenever he got a story, he gave him the name Pakhi. Today, the tent where you went to meet Afaaq, when Afaaq asked you to remind him of someone, he said that he saw a story in you, the story in which he is telling you a story, and when Afaaq will tell the story of both of you to someone else, he will call you Pakhi. So this was our story of Afaaq, which is still in our small village, Kalpa. Maybe in the Kalpa school, we were talking to two unknown people, we were laughing, and nothing changed. When he saw Raldang in Kalpa for a while, he started to see the face of Yeti. Yeti came to you yesterday, but Afaaq had understood this very well. This was his childhood memory, and this memory is amazing. So with this, friends, I, your friend and your host, Kabir, take your leave from here, and I will meet you soon. Till then, good night, good night.