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Arjun, 27, ek content writer Mumbai ke Andheri mein rehta tha. Office se ghar aake uska routine simple hota—instant noodles, earphones mein lo-fi music, aur phone screen pe scrolling. Ek raat, 12:17 AM par, uske college ke ex-friend Rachit ka ek forward aaya WhatsApp pe. Forward jo 3 saal baad aaya tha, Rachit se kab ka contact toot gaya tha.
File ka naam tha: ‘4min_REALVID.mkv’ Aur caption tha: “Sirf ek baar chalega, dekh le. Original hai.”
Normally Arjun spam hata deta, lekin is baar curiosity jeet gayi. Usne video play kiya. Black screen, background mein static noise, phir ek aadmi ka chehra—white kurta, bina eyebrows ke, aankhen seedha camera mein. Voice distorted thi, par keh raha tha: “Waqt mita diya gaya hai. Tumne dekh liya.”
Arjun confused tha. Video khatam, screen black ho gayi. Uska phone crash kar gaya aur auto-shut ho gaya. Waapis on kiya, to sab normal. Par agle din se cheezein aur odd ho gayin.
Subah jab mirror dekha, uska reflection ek second late react karta. Jaise lag tha ki koi aur ho mirror ke us paar. Room mein aksar ek second delay ka echo sunai deta jab woh baat karta. Arjun sochta maybe sleep deprived hai, ya stress hai.
Phir usne kuch aur notice kiya—apne YouTube history mein ek video saved tha us file ke baad: “you watched it twice. This is cheating.” Lekin usne video ek baar hi dekha tha. Aur woh YouTube video usne kabhi khola nahi tha. Thumbnail blank tha, title flicker karta: “Jab samay repeat ho, toh vaktaar bura maanta hai.”
Do din baad office mein, jab woh lift mein gaya, uske phone ka timer 4:00 par freeze ho gaya. Lift 3rd floor pe ruki hi nahi. Jab finally khuli, andar ka time 9:13 tha, jabki real time 11:47 tha. Aur Arjun ka reflection lift ke glass mein khud usse alag tha—poora black, no eyes.
Usne Rachit ke WhatsApp pe reply bheja: “Tu ne ye kyun bheja?”
Kuch second baad gray tick blue ban gaya, par koi reply nahi aaya. Profile delete ho gaya tha instantly.
Arjun ne us link ko file manager se delete karna chaha. Har baar jab file delete karta, woh dusri jagah waapas aa jata. Saath mein ek nai .txt file generate hoti: “har kisi ko sirf ek baar milta hai. Tumne paradox chhed diya.”
Ek raat usne record karne ke liye phone mirror pe lagaya, apna reflection observe karne ke liye sleep se pehle. Agli subah jab camera dekha, poora 4-minute video tha: wahi aadmi white kurta mein, Arjun ke bed ke paas khada, uske kaan mein kuch bolta hua. Jab recording end hoti, clock 4:00 pe freeze hota.
Ab Arjun apne aas-paas logon mein wahi phrases sunne laga jo video mein aadmi ne kaha tha—“Waqt mita diya gaya hai”, “Tumne do baar dekha”, “Vaktta gussa ho gaya hai.” Ajnabee log train mein, street pe, random strangers bas yehi bolte the—aur fir jaise kuch yaad na ho.
Finally Arjun ek cyber cafe gaya aur video permanently destroy karwane ki socha. Usne tech guy ko bataya ki file corrupt hai aur delete nahi hoti. Banda bola dekh ke batata hoon. File open ki, aur freeze ho gaya. 4 minutes tak screen black, phir us tech guy ne bola, “Tumne mujhe isme ghaseeta. Tumne teen baar chalaya isse.”
Arjun bhaag gaya.
Us raat usne ek note likha: “Agar ye video tum tak pahucha hai, please dekho mat. Ye dekhne wala nahi, ginne wala video hai. Har dekhe se ek minute bachta hai zindagi ka. Maine teen baar dekha—teen minute bache. Mujhe maaf karna Maa.”
Woh note uske apartment ke lift mein mila, jab police aayi uske disappear hone ke 4 din baad. Phone mila, gallery mein ek hi video repeat tha: ‘4min_REALVID.mkv’—27 baar.
Last baar jab kisi ne woh video khola, to news aayi: “Andheri ke teen complexes mein 4:00 baje sabhi clocks freeze ho gaye. Hundreds of residents stuck in repeating moments. Time lapse nahi chal raha, balki ghoom raha hai.”
Tab se kisi ko woh file nahi milti. Magar kabhi kabhi kisi unknown se ek message aata hai:
“Tum dekhoge kya? Sirf ek baar chalti hai.”
