The Man Who Vanished in front of 134 People in Sahara

[0:00]Sahara Desert maut ka dusra naam jahan 1994 mein ek shakhs marathon daurte hue 134 logon ke beech se achanak gayab ho jata hai. Na uski lash milti hai na koi nishan. Phir nau din baad woh sarhad par ek anjan jagah se namudar hota hai. Yeh kahani hai Italian Police Officer Mauro Prosperi ki jisko maut ne bhi kabool nahi kiya. Zem TV ki videos mein ek baar phir se khushamdeed. Nazreen yeh dil dehla dene wali dastan Italy se talluq rakhne wale Mauro Prosperi nami ek police officer ki hai jinko Pentathlon ka kafi shauk tha. Yeh ek aisa sport hai jo insan ko talwar bazi, swimming, horse riding, pistol shooting aur running jaisi skills ka mahir bana deta hai. Pentathlon ka yeh junoon unhe Italy ki national police mein duty karne ke dauran jaga tha aur yahi woh training thi jisne unke andar sakht koshi aur kabhi haar na manne ka jazba paida kiya. Ek din unke dost Giovanni Manzo ne unhe Sahara Desert mein hone wali Marathon Des Sables ke bare mein bataya. Yeh duniya ki mushkil tareen races mein se ek shumar ki jati hai. Is race ki dehshat ka अंदाजा is baat se lagayein ke is mein na sirf 251 kilometers ka fasla akele tay karna hota hai balki yeh karnama anjam dene ke liye sirf saat din ka waqt hota hai. Sabse khatarnak baat yeh hai ke puri race ke dauran khana, cooking gear, kapde aur zarurat ka sara saman runner ko apne backpack mein khud utha kar bhagna hota hai. Intzamia har checkpoint par sirf pani deti hai aur kuch cases mein raat ko sar chupane ke liye tent. Mauro Prosperi aur unke dost Manzo, donon ne is race mein hissa lene ka faisla kar liya aur training ke taur par rozana 40 kilometer bhagne aur water intake kam karne ki practice shuru kar di. 10th April 1994 ko jab Prosperi 38 years ke the, Morocco ki ek door daraz basti Foum Zguid se is ultra marathon ka aagaz hua. Yeh South Eastern Morocco ke Tata Province ka woh ilaka hai jahan Sehra apni puri haibat ke sath shuru hota hai. Is ultra marathon race mein Prosperi aur Manzo samet total 134 competitors the. Pehle teen din umeed ke mutabik guzre, donon ne milkar 96 kilometer ka fasla kamyabi se tay kar liya. Rasta intahai mushkil tha. Kahin namak ki jheelon ki sakht satah thi to kahin pathrili chatanein aur aankh ojhal kar dene wale ret ke teele. Woh rozana subah savere thande waqt mein bhagna shuru karte. Sehra itna wasee tha ke har participant ek doosre se door ho jata aur puri tarah akela hi daudta. Rule yeh tha ke rasta khud dhoondna hai aur agle checkpoint tak pahunchna hai. Har kisi ke paas survival kit thi jismein compass aur gum ho jane ki surat mein ek signal dene wali flare gun bhi maujood thi. Is race ki total che stages thi. 14th April 1994 ko Prosperi aur uska dost Fourth Stage mein dakhil ho chuke the. Yeh is ultra marathon ka sabse lamba aur intahai mushkil marhala tha, kyuki ismein 85 kilometers ka fasla sirf do din mein pura karna tha. Dopahar ka waqt tha, suraj aag barsa raha tha aur temperature 46 degree Celsius tak pahunch chuka tha. Prosperi ne apni raftaar badhai aur apne dost Manzo ko peeche chhod kar akela hi aage nikal pada. Us point pe Prosperi ne apne samne ek dust devil banta hua dekha aur kuch hi lamhe baad uske samne se tez hawa chalna shuru ho gayi. 32 kilometer bhagne ke baad jab hawa ka zor badha toh Prosperi ne thoda rasta badla aur ek sand dune ke upar chadh gaye taki hawa ke seedhe rukh se bach saken. Magar yeh hawayein ab ek khaufnak sandstorm ki shakal ikhtiyar kar chuki thi. Is condition ke dauran Prosperi ne socha ke agar woh ruk gaye toh ret ke toofan mein zinda dafan ho jayenge. Woh toofan ke beech mein hi bhagte rahe. Unhe laga ke woh trail markings dekh rahe hain magar darasal woh sirf unka weham tha. Kuch hi der mein nishaniyan gayab ho gayin aur woh race ke baki logon se meelon door nikal gaye. Sham dhalne lagi, andhera qareeb aa gaya magar koi checkpoint nazar nahi aaya. Tab Prosperi ko ehsas hua ke woh puri tarah gum ho chuke hain. Toofan ki wajah se unki skin lal pad chuki thi. Naak se khoon beh raha tha aur musalsal ret saans ke zariye andar jaane ki wajah se unka gala sooj kar kanta ban chuka tha. Mayus hokar unhone woh raat ek jhadi ke kinare guzari, apna munh towel se dhaka aur is umeed mein so gaye ke shayad kal ka suraj koi nayi rah dikhayega. Panchven din ki subah ka mausam kafi behtar tha. Prosperi agle char ghante tak musalsal bhagte rahe. Jab woh ek bahut bade ret ke teele par chadhe aur charon taraf nazar daudai toh unke hosh hi ud gaye. Na koi rasta na koi nishan. Jahan tak nazar ja rahi thi sirf ret ke teele hi teele the. Is waqt tak Prosperi ka pani khatam hone ke qareeb tha. Hydration barkarar rakhne ke liye unke paas sirf ek hi option bacha tha. Majburan unhone apna hi waste liquid recycle kar ke peena shuru kar diya. Panchven din ka suraj dhalne ke qareeb tha ke achanak unke kanon mein ek awaaz padti hai, ek helicopter ki awaaz. Unhe laga unki dua sunn li gayi hai. Prosperi ne bina waqt zaya kiye apni flare gun nikali aur pilot ki tavajjo hasil karne ke liye signal fire kiya. Magar shayad qudrat ko kuch aur hi manzoor tha. Suraj ki dhalti hui roshni itni tez thi ke flare ki chamak usmein dab kar reh gayi. Pilot ne unhe nahi dekha aur helicopter aankhon se ojhal ho gaya. Prosperi ek bar phir maut ke us khamosh samundar mein akele reh gaye the. Unhe ehsas ho chuka tha ke ab koi unhe dhoondne nahi aayega. Ab yeh jung unki apni himmat aur Sahara ke berehem mausam ke darmiyan thi. Chathe din kayi ghante tapti dhoop mein chalne ke baad unhe door horizon par ek purani aur khasta haal imarat nazar aayi. Yeh ek purani mazar thi jo sadiyon se khali padi thi. Prosperi ki jaan mein jaan aayi kyuki unhe laga ke shayad yahan koi local log mil jayenge ya koi pani ka kuwan hoga. Lekin jab woh ladkhadate qadmon ke sath andar dakhil hue toh wahan koi zinda insan nahi tha balki sirf ek purani qabar thi jahan khamoshi ne unka istakbal kiya. Prosperi ne himmat nahi hari. Unhone apne backpack se Italy ka chhota sa jhanda nikala aur mazar ki chhat par laga diya. Is umeed mein ke shayad koi guzarta hua tayyara ise dekh lega. Lekin asli masla bhook aur pyas ka tha. Unka jism sookh kar kanta ho chuka tha. Tabhi unki nazar mazar ki chhat par latke hue chamkadadon par padi. Zinda rehne ki jaddojahad insan se kya kuch nahi karwati. Prosperi ne un chamkadadon ko pakda apni pocket knife se unki gardanein kati aur unka garam khoon peene lage taki apne jism ki nami ko barkarar rakh saken. Agle kuch dinon tak unka guzara sirf inhi chamkadadon raste mein milne wali chipkaliyon aur chhote mote keede makodon par tha. Itne mein unko bahut door ek hawai jahaz dikha. Pilot ki attention pane ke liye unke paas aag lagane ke liye bhi kuch nahi bacha tha. Majburan unhone apna backpack hi jala dala par qismat ko kuch aur hi manzoor tha. Jo dhuan utha woh Sahara ki tez hawaon mein foran phail gaya aur is baar bhi pilot unko nahi dekh sake. Sahara mein aaj unka saatwan din tha. Doobta hua suraj aur tanhai unki zehni salahiyat ko khatam kar rahi thi. Unhe yaqeen ho gaya tha ke woh yahan se zinda nahi nikal payenge. Yahi woh point tha jab unke zehen mein ek khaufnak idea aaya. Woh apni maut ke liye zyada wait nahi karna chahte the. Unhone ek koile ki madad se apni family ke naam farewell message likha aur maut ko gale lagane ke liye apni kalai ki nasse hi kaat dali. Woh us purani mazar mein let gaye aur apni aankhen band kar li is intazar mein ke subah ka suraj unhe zinda nahi dekhega. Par maut ne bhi unse munh pher liya. Jee haan extreme dehydration ki wajah se unka khoon itna gadha ho chuka tha ke woh behne ke bajaye zakhm par hi jam gaya. Prosperi ki aankh khuli toh woh yeh manzar dekh kar khud hairan reh gaye. Is waqiye ke baad unko samajh aa gayi ke maut ne bhi unko thukra diya hai yaani unki manzil kahin aur hi hai. Unhone apne zakhmon par patti bandhi aur ek naye azam ke sath mazar se bahar nikal aaye. Mazar mein maut ko qareeb se dekhne ke baad Prosperi ke andar ek nayi taqat paida ho chuki thi. Unhone compass nikala aur door pahadon ki taraf chal pade. Unhone sirf subah savere aur sham ke waqt safar kiya jabki dopahar ki jhalasti hui dhoop mein kisi jhadi ke neeche aaram kiya jabki raat ke waqt woh khud ko ret ke andar daba dete taki jism ki garmi barkarar reh sake. Raste mein unhe jo koi jhadi ya paudha milta uski jadon ko nichod kar kadwe ras ke qatre pee kar guzara karte. Khane ke liye unhone saamp ka kaccha gosht bhi chabaya aur chhote mote keede bhi. Unka jism ab ek haddi ka dhancha ban chuka tha aur wazan qareeb 15 kilo kam ho chuka tha. Aathven din unhe door se kuch hariyali nazar aayi. Yeh ek chhota sa nakhlstan yaani oasis tha jahan pani ka ek kichad numa gaddha tha. Woh us kichad wale pani ko peena chahte the lekin unka gala itna sooj chuka tha ke har ghoont kanton ki tarah neeche utar raha tha. Jaise taise kar ke unhone qatra qatra kar ke pani piya par woh pura din unhone apni pyaas bujhai. Naven din jab woh chalte chalte bilkul nidhal ho chuke the unhe ret mein kuch bakriyon ki mingniyan nazar aayi. Woh un mingniyon ka peecha karte karte bakriyon tak pahunch gaye jahan ek chhoti ladki unko chara rahi thi. Che dinon mein pehli baar woh kisi aur insan ko dekh rahe the. Prosperi foran us ladki ki taraf bhage lekin unka hulya itna khaufnak tha ke ladki dekh kar hi bhag gayi. Khush qismati se woh ladki apni dadi ko lekar wapas aayi. Sehrai logon ne Prosperi ki halat par reham kha kar unko panah di aur khana pesh kiya. Par maida itna kamzor tha ke woh kuch bhi khate hi ulti kar dete. Prosperi ko basti walon ne oonth pe bithakar qareebi military camp bheja jahan unko jaasoos samajh kar arrest kar liya gaya. Jab unki shanakhht puri hui toh pata chala ke Mauro Prosperi bhatakte hue Morocco se nikal kar Algeria dakhil ho chuke the. Woh apni race ke track se taqreeban 291 kilometers door nikal aaye the. Unki biwi aur ghar wale unhe murda samajh kar unki umeed chhod chuke the lekin jab nau dinon baad unki pehli call ghar pahunchi toh pure Italy mein jashan ka sama tha. Prosperi ko hospital mein kayi dinon tak rakha gaya. Doctors ka kehna tha ke Prosperi ke organs itne damage ho gaye the ke maut pakki thi. Par unki himmat ne unhe marne nahi diya. Hairat ki baat yeh hai ke itne khaufnak tajurbe ke baad bhi Prosperi ka Sahara se ishq khatam nahi hua. Unhone baad mein che baar mazeed is race mein hissa liya aur ek martaba toh 13th position bhi hasil ki. Aaj Mauro Prosperi 70 baras ke ho chuke hain magar unka junoon aaj bhi waisa hi hai. Woh kehte hain ke jis Sahara ne unki jaan leni chahi thi usi Sahara ne unhe zindagi ka asli matlab sikhaya. 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