The Magicians

Ab tak The Magicians mein.

Everett hedges ko chupkay se nikaalne ki koshish kar raha hai.

Yeh bilkul waisa hee kuch hai.

-Everett aisa kyun... -Tum se jhoot bola jaa raha hai.

Hum yahan Mayakovsky ke saath parhne aaye hain.

Khair, main ne suna hai woh paagal hai.

Tum ne ghalat suna hai.

Tou ruko, tou tum ne Mayakovsky ko aik bhaalo bana diya?

Main madad kar sakti hoon.

Mujhe yahan rukne dou.

Tum ne meri jaan bachayi hai.

Tum meri zindagi 50 martaba bacha sakti ho

aur uss se bhi humaare beech jo hai woh nahin badlega.

Alvidah, Alice.

Hum Poison Room mein woh kitaabein rakhte hain

jo awaam keliye bohot khatarnaak hoti hain.

Tumhein The Binder ko dhoondna hoga.

Yeh Mirror World mein tha.

Aur main ne suna tum The Binder ko dhoond rahi ho, tou…

Laanat.

The Foremost ne unhein bachaya...

...khaas hathiyaaron se jo asar ko torrtay hain.

Woh unhein ice axes kehtay hain aur mere khayal

se yeh license kehne ka naya andaaz hai.

Humaare paas shayad Eliot ko bachane ka mauqa ho.

Lekin Hot and Dumb ko baat samajh hee nahin aarahi thi.

Aur tab main ne The Foreskin se kaha,

"New Desert Order mein khush aamdeed."

"Yeh tumhare liye kaafi bura hoga."

Waah, tum inn kulhaariyon ki khaatir kaafi kuch kar gayi.

Inko inke naam se bulaao.

Sorrow...

...aur Sorrow.

Acha hai.

Tumhein yeh kulhaariyaan kahan se mili?

Theek hai. Main aik baar phir se sunaati hoon.

Tou main keh rahi hoon, "New Desert Order mein khush aamdeed."

"Tumhare liye kaafi bura hoga."

Kya bura hoga?

Yeh kahani aik baar phir se sunaana.

Aur tou main ne kaha, "New Desert Order mein khush aamdeed."

"Tumhare liye kaafi bura hoga."

Kya chal raha hai yahan?

Main aik smoothie lene jaa rahi hun.

Tum gadhon sambhaalo isay.

Waqayi, tum ne itna waqt guzaara sehra mein...

...aur tumhein yeh khayal kabhi nahin aaya?

Hum Khuda ke jaise darindon se nibat rahe hain.

Jo logon par charh jaatay hain.

Yeh kulhaariyaan roohein nikaalti hain aur

phir hum unhein botlon mein band kardeinge.

Bam! Bhaar mein jaaye sab.

Woh sirf yeh keh raha hai ke woh bohot zyaada taaqatwar hain.

Mujhe nahin lagta tumhari botlon mein woh band hosakeinge.

Woh darinday humaare peechhe aarahe hain.

Kaam chalao issay!

Acha, lekin kaise?

Hum aik yakja karne wala mantar parhte hain bottle par?

Shukriya!

Mujhe nahin pata yeh kya hai, lekin mujhe ab tum se kam nafrat horahi hai.

Yeh aik tareeqa hai kisi cheez ya rooh ko aik jagah par giraane keliye.

Yeh aik fourth dimensional paperweight ki tarah hai.

Mayakovsky kayi saalon tak aik aise mantar mein phansa hua tha.

Humein bas unn darindon ko tumhari bottles mein giraana hai...

...itni dair keliye ke unn se jaan chhoot jaaye.

Zabardast. Chalo karte hain phir yeh!

Tou kis ko yakja karne wala mantar aata hai?

Main ne yakja karne wala mantar parha tha Mayakovsky par,

lekin mantar main ne khud nahin likha tha.

Tou kis ne likha tha?

Mayakovsky ne.

Usay maloom nahin tha ke main uss par istemaal karne waala hoon.

Woh waahid shakhs tha jo woh mantar likh sakta tha

jis ko woh na torr sakay.

Woh yakja karne wale manter ke baaray mein

sab se zyaada jaanta hai.

Tumhein aik Khuda ko qaid karne keliye aik mantar chaahiye tha na?

Khair, wohi asal maahir hai.

Lekin woh aik bhaaloo bhi hai.

Nahin.

Tou, jab jaadu waapis aagaya,

woh waapis insaan ban gaya.

Uski biwi ki badqismati se.

Tou ab woh kahan hai?

Woh waapis Brakebills South chala gaya?

Mera matlab, kyun?

Brakebills usay istemaal nahin kar raha.

Itna jaadu nahin hai ke woh zinda bach sake.

Yeh bohot mushkil se pata chala mujhe.

First Years ki rooh ko sukoon milay.

Tou mere khayal se humein wahan jaa kar Mayakovsky se baat karni hogi?

Acha plan hai.

Tum dono uss budhay sharaabi se baat karo.

Nahin.

Ruko, Margo… Margo.

Hey, Main ne...main… Yahan…

Mere aur Alice ke beech mein sab abhi bhi kaafi ajeeb hai

aur main... Main bas soch raha tha...

Aur main abhi bhi sehra ki rait apne jism se dho rahi hoon, acha?

Main Antarctica nahin jaarahi.

Thora jigra paida karo, Coldwater.

Ya Khuda, bohot thand hai.

Main apna scarf bhool gaya, tou ab qismat tumhara saath de.

Agar tumhein yeh sun kar sukoon milta hai tou

mujhe bhi tumhare saath akele nahin jaana.

Main ne aisa tou nahin kaha.

Haan kaha. Main ne suna tha tum Margo se keh rahe thay.

Chalo shuruaat jhoot bol kar nahin karte.

Acha, dekho. Main yahan nahin hona chaahta.

Lekin hum yahan hain. Tou chalo isko khatam karein.

Quentin?

Oh, laanat.

Professor?

Mayakovsky.

Professor?

Mayakovsky ne yeh apne saath khud kiya.

Uss ne aik mantar banaya apne hawaas ko aik doosre waqt

se badalne keliye.

Woh isay aik timeshare spell kehta tha.

Tou yeh humaara Mayakovsky nahin hai?

Dimaaghi taur par, nahin.

Iske notes aur maujooda haalat ke mutaabiq

yeh uss mustaqbil mein se hai jahan

...Mayakovsky ko dementia hai.

Zabardast.

Khair, yeh aik haadsa tha.

Iss ne mantar mein dou numbers ko ulat kar diya.

Tou ab hum isay waapis theek kaise karein?

Sirf yehi kar sakta hai.

Mera nahin khayal hum iski madad kar sakte hain, Quentin.

Hum shayad phans gaye hain.

Ya tou main uss se maazi mein jaa kar baat kar loon.

Tumhein Everett ki kitaab churaani hai Poison Room se?

Yehi aik tareeqa hai iss se aagay nikalne ka.

Lekin...

mujhe tumhari madad chaahiye.

Penny wahan jaane ki wajah se mar gaya.

Tou, nahin.

Main humein usmein daal kar nikaal sakti hoon baghair koi nuqsaan pohonchaaye.

Lekin protocol ke mutaabiq Librarians Poison Room mein joron mein jaatay hain.

Hifaazat keliye.

Fogg yeh kar sakta hai.

Badqismati se main Brakebills chhor kar nahin jaa sakta..

Library mere peechhe pari hai.

Unhon ne tou meri saari classrooms mein monitors lagane ki bhi dhamki di hai.

Henry ki baat mein dam hai.

Uss se bilawajah hum tawajjo ka markaz baneinge.

Oh, iss baat par tawajjo paregi ke yeh aik darpok hai?

Aap meri umar ke Magician nahin bantay, bachay

khud ki hifaazat karne ki samajh ke baghair.

Kady...

...please?

Mera matlab, agar yeh aik asal zabaan hai...

...yeh murda hai jiske baaray mein kabhi kisi ne nahin likha.

Shayad yeh koi zabaan nahin hai.

Shayad yeh...

kaaghaz ka kata hai!

Kameeni kitaab ne mujhe kaat liya!

Haan.

Yeh kitaab achanak se khaali kyun hogayi?

Hey, aik minute ruko.

Kya yeh likhaayi hai?

Mujhe samajh nahin aarahi.

Oh, mere Khuda.

Mere khayal se yeh Margo ke khoon se likhi gayi hai.

Isay khoon chaahiye? Mere paas khoon hai.

Abhi aayi.

Kya yeh?

Haan.

Yeh shark week hai.

Tum mere uterus ka shukar baad mein ada kardena.

Yeh Latin mein hai.

Main mantar nahin parh sakti.

Tum dekhlo.

Oh, chalo yaar.

The Binder unke saamne khara tha.

Aur woh usay ghoor rahe thay,

chamakti aankhon ke saath,

tou The Binder ne socha...

Kaafi dair lag gayi tum logon ko.

-Chaabi iske andar hai? -Haan.

Aur woh aik acquisitions meeting mein hai...

...jis se humein itna waqt mil jaayega ke hum iski naqal bana lein.

Acha, shukriya. Mujhe se baad mein aakar milna.

Everett!

Zelda?

Meeting kaisi rahi?

Lambi.

Main nikal aaya.

Tum yahan kya kar rahi ho?

Main soch rahi thi ke hum kuch baat karlein.

Tumhare office mein, agar hosakay.

Zaroor.

The Binder jaanta tha Julia ke paas bohot se sawaal hain.

Uski talaash nakaam rahi yeh dhoondne mein ke apni khudayi ko kaise haasil karay.

Usay jawaab maloom tha.

Hey, yeh kya zameer-e-ghayab aur zamana-e-yaad mein baat kar rahe ho?

The Binder ko andaaza nahin tha ke woh kis baaray mein baat kar rahi thi.

The Binder ne samjhaya ke uske paas jawaab thay.

Lekin uske liye unka jaanna zaroori tha ke woh kaise...