Adultery Bus Ka Suffer

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Neeta shaadi ke baad doosri baar

apne maike jaa rahi thi. Pehli baar

to shadi ke kuchh hi din baad gayi

thi, par uske baad use mauka nahi

mila tha. Use bilkul bhi pata nahi

tha ki wo ghar jaane ke naam se

khus hai ya udaas. Aise dekhein to

Neeta ka jeevan khushaal tha. Apne

pati Ravi ke sath wo khusi khusi

ranchi mein rahti thi. Ravi ek

construction company mein senior

engineer tha - ek number aur do

number mein kaafi amdani thi. ek

sukhi jeevan ke liye zaroori sabhi

cheejein thi uske paas. Bas shadi ke

4 saal baad bhi wo ma nahi ban

payi thi. Uski saas kayi baar bol

chuki thi doctor se dikhwane ko, par

Ravi har baar kisi na kisi bahane se

baat ko taal deta.

Neeta ko poora vishwas tha ki kami

uske andar nahi hai, kami ravi mein

hi hai aur isiliye shayad ravi doctor

ke paas jaane se hinchakta hai.

Bistar mein bhi ravi adhik der nahi

tik paata tha. Neeta ne sex ke baare

mein jo bhi suna tha use kabhi pata

hi nahi chal paya ki wo sab kewal

kahne ki baatein hain ya bas uske

jeevan mein hi wo anand nahi hai jo

usne logon se suna hai. Uski

saheliyon ne use kayi baar bataya

tha ki chudai suruwat mein dard to

hota hai par uske baad swarg

samaan anand hai. Usne na to dard

ki hi anubhuti ki aur na hi swarg

samaan anand ki. Uske liye to

chudai bas 5 minute ka ek ritual

matra tha - Ravi uske saree ko upar

sarka kar uske kamar ke neeche,

janghon ke beech, ghani jharion

mein chhipi gulabi gahri gufa mein

apna mirch ke akaar ka shishn

ghusata aur kshan bhar mein

nidhaal ho kar so jata. Neeta to ye bhi nahi jaanti thi ki Ravi ka lund

bada hai ya chhota! Usne kabhi kisi aur mard ka lund dekha bhi nahi

tha.

Khair, apne manahsthiti ka pata

Neeta ne kabhi Ravi ko nahi chalne

diya, aur apne vyavahar aur baaton

mein wo humesha adarsh patni ki

tarah thi. Aaj use ye chinta sataye

jaa rahi thi, ki uski gaon ki saheliyan

jab usse chudai ke baare mein

poochhegi to wo kya kahegi? Rajni

ne jab bataya tha tab Neeta ki panty

geeli ho gayi thi! Shayad Rajni ne

jhooth kaha hoga, aisa to koi maza

nahi aata. Ya ravi maza dene mein

samarth nahi hai? Kyun ki Kunal ne

jab holi mein use rang lagaya tha to

use ajeeb sa ehshaash hua tha.

Kunaal ne jaan boojh kar kiya tha ya

anjane mein, ye neeta nahi janti,

par usne use rang lagate samay

apna haath neeta ke pusht urozon

par rakh diya tha. wo rang se

bachne ki koshish mein neeche

fishal gayi thi, neeta ka pallu uske

blouse par se hat gaya tha, aur

bhag daur mein uske blouse ke upar

ka ek button bhi khul gaya tha.

Kunal uske badan se lipat kar use

rang laga raha tha. Neeta apne

munh ko rang lagne se bachane ke

liye pet ke bal let kar apne munh ko

haath se chhipa rahi thi.Uski saree

simat kar uske ghutne ke upar aa

chuki thi. Halke gulabi rang mein

rang kar uski safed chikni jaanghein

gulaab ki pankhuri ke samaan lag

rahi thi. Kunaal uski peeth se lipta

hua ek haath se uske chehre par

rang lagane ka prayas kar raha tha

aur uska doosra haath neeta ke

chuchi ko daba raha tha. Neeta ko

jab ye ehshaash hua ki uski

chuchiyon par kisi gair mard ka

haath hai to uske jishm mein current

sa daur gaya. Uski dil ki dhadkane

itni teevra ho gayi ki maano uska

hriday phat padega. Usne apne

nitamb par kuchh kathor sa

mahshoosh kiya tha, shayad kunaal

ka lund ho. Par itna bada kaise? ho

sakta hai uski jeb mein mobile

phone raha ho! Chahe jo ho, us

ghatna ke 3 din baad tak neeta

bechain thi. us ghatna ki yaad matra

se uska badan shihar jaata, uski

dhadkane tez ho jaati, aur use apne

jaanghon ke beech aag aur paani ka

adbhut milan ka ehshaas hota.

Is ghatna ko beete 4 mahine ho gaye

the. par aaj bhi wo kunaal ke

saamne jaane mein jijhakti thi.

Shayad ravi hi namard hai. Shayad

uski kishmat mein hi yauvan ka

anand lena nahi hai aur shayad

kunal ke sath beete wo kshan hi uske

jeevan ka sabse anand dayak pal

the!

“Are neeta, itni der se taiyaar ho

rahi ho? bus chhoot jayegi bhai!”

Ravi ki awaaz neeta ke kaano mein

padi. “Main taiyaar hoon, aap gaadi

nikaliye.” Neeta apna purse utha kar

bedroom se bahar aayi.

“Madharchod MD! saale ko abhi hi

project report chahiye tha!” Ravi

apne boss par gussa ka ijhaar kar

raha tha. “tum akeli chali jaogi na?

main haramzaade ke munh par

report fenk kar jaldi se jaldi chala

aaunga”

Ravi ke munh se gaali sun kar neeta

ko vichitra laga. Kya bistar mein

apne namardagi ko chhipane ke liye

ravi apne shabdon mein mardanagi

dikhata hai? Ya construction line

mein logon ki bhasha hi aisi hoti

hai? “Aap fikra mat kijiye, wahan bus

stand par papa aa jayenge mujhe

recieve karne, aur yahan to aap

chhod hi rahe hain, banki safar to

bus mein bitana hai. Chaliye jaldi,

late ho jayega.” Neeta ne ravi ko

ashwasan diya.

Dono gadi mein baith kar bus stand

ki taraf nikle. “Madharchod! ye

traffic. Bhonsdi waale anpadh

ganwar sab politics mein aayenge to

yahi hoga! saalon ke dimaag mein

sadak banate samay ye bat ahi aati

ki kal is par aur bhi gaadiyan

daurengi. aaj har kutte billi ke paas

gaadi hai aur road dekho, bitta bhad

ka.” Horn ki awaaz ke beech mein

Ravi khud par chilla raha tha. raat

ke 8 baj chuke the, aur bas khulne

ka time 7 baje hi tha. bus stand

pahunchte pahunchte raat ke 9 baj

chuke the.

Bus stand par 2-3 chhoti route ke

bas ke alawa koi bus nahi tha, aur

wahan log bhi kaafi kam the. Ravi

booking counter waale ke paas chilla

raha tha. “sab ke sab lootere hain!

phone nahi karna tha to mobile

number liya kyun? jab passenger

gaya hi nahi to paise kis baat ke?”

wo booking clerk se paise wapas

maang raha tha. Neeta uske bagal

mein khadi thi. Uski laal blouse ke

side se uski kaali bra ka lace bahar

nikla hua tha. Clerk ke saamne

baitha ek adher umra ka aadmi use

ghoor raha tha. aur ghoore bhi kyun

na, neeta ki jis chuchiyon ko us bra

ne dhak kar rakha tha wo 34 inch ki

thi. 26 saal ki gori, lambi chharhare

badan waali neeta halogen lamp ke

saamne khadi thi jisse uske honthon

par lagi laal lipstick chamak kar

madak drishya utpanna kar rahe the.

jaise jaise neeta ke uroz saans ke

saath upar neeche ho rahe the,

waise waise us adher ki ling mein

yauvan ka sanchaar ho raha tha. 55

saal ke us buddhe ka rang jitna hi

kaala tha, baal utne hi safed. uska

dhoti uske jaangon ke upar hi tha,

aur aankhein laal, maano abhi ek

bottle chadhai ho. Uske munh ki

baas door khadi neeta mahshoosh

kar sakti hi.

Jab neeta ki nazar us buddhe par

padi to neeta saham gayi. auraton

mein mardon ki niyat bhaampne ka

yantra laga hota hai shayad. neeta

ne apne blouse ko theek kar apne

ubhaar ko saree se theek se dhaka.

neeta ko sahma dekh kar us buddhe

ke lund mein aur jawani bhad aayi.

wo apna munh khol besharm ki

tarah mushkurane laga. Uske

saamne ki daant lambi aur

badshurat thi. uske chehre ko dekh

kar neeta ka mann ghina raha tha.

wo rave ke aur nikat aa gayi aur uski

baanh ko pakad kar boli “chaliye

yahan se. ab bus chali gayi to fir

ladai karke kya fayeda”

“are bhaiya! hum bhi sitamarhi jaa

rahe hain, baithiyega humare bas

par?” Sar par pagdi lagaye, badi

moochh aur badi kaya waale ek hatte

kathhe aadmi ne kaha.

“Kab khulegi bus?”

“bas ab niklenge hi, wahan khadi hai

1785 number ki bus. seat bhi khali

hoga. waise bhada ta 700 rupaiya

hai, par aap 500 bhi de dijiyega ta

chalega. aap passenger ko

baithaiye.. hum 2 minute mein aate

hain.”

Ravi neeta ko le kar bus par

pahuncha. Usne andar jhank kar

dekha, bus mein 8-10 mard the aur

2-3 mahila, sab gaon ke the. bus

poora khali tha. “Bus mein jab gaon

ke log baithe hue hain, andar badbu

de raha hai. tum isme jaa paogi?

dikkat hoga to aaj chhod do. kal

chali jana?”

“Kal faldaan hai, jana zaroori hai.

main chali jaungi, aap fikra mat

kijiye”

“Hmm, tum andar baitho, main

tumhare liye paani ka bottle la deta

hoon”. Neeta andar gayi. Par andar

badbu bahut tha, shayad passanger

mein se kuchh logon ne desi sharab

pee rakhi thi. Aur andar garmi bhi

bahut thi. Neeta utar kar bus se

neeche aa gayi. Raat ke 10 baj rahe

the, bus stand par kuchh hi log the.

Bas se ke aas paas kuda fenka hua

tha, aur peshab ki teekhi gandh aa

rahi thi. Neeta bus se thodi door

gayi, usne chaaron taraf ghoom kar

dekha, yahan use koi nahi dekh raha

tha. usne apni saree upar uthai,

panty neeche sarkaya aur baith kar

peshab karne lagi. door lage bus ke

headlight ke roshni mein uski safed

chikni gaand aadhe chaand ki tarah

chamak rahi thi. Wo peshab karke

uthi, aur jaise hi peechhe mudi,

saamne badsurat shakla wala

buddha apni daant nikale mushkura

raha tha. Neeta kaamp uthi. Uske

chehre par wahi besharmi waali

mushkurahat thi, uska ek haath

neeche dhoti ke beech kuchh pakde

hua tha, dundhli roshni mein uski

safed dhoti to dikh rahi thi, par wo

pakde kya hua hai wo neeta nahi

dekh paa rahi thi. Neeta ke liye ye

samajhna mushkil nahi tha ki wo kya

pakde hua hai, par wo ravi ke auzaar

se kaafi bada tha.

Buddha neeta ki taraf badhne laga.

Neeta ghabra kar idhar udhar

dekhne lagi. Tabhi use Ravi aata

dikha, wo daur kar ravi ke paas

pahunchi. Ravi darr se peeli par gayi

neeta ko dekh kar bola “kya hua?”.

“wwwoo... aa... aadmi!” Neeta

ghabrai hui thi. Isse pehle wo kuchh

bolti Ravi us aadmi ki taraf lapka.

“Madharchod! bhonsdi waale!” jab

tak buddha kuchh bole tab tak uspar

do jhapad pad chuka tha.

“Haramzaade, do kaudi ke insaan,

teri himmat kaise hui meri bibi ki

taraf dekhne ki” wo sambhla bhi

nahi tha ki 2-4 haath uspar aur lag

chuke the! Ye sab itni jaldi hua ki

Neeta ko kuchh samajh mein nahi

aaya. Tab tak bus driver ke sath 2

log aur jama ho gaye the. Neeta ko

us buddhe ko dekh kar daya aa gayi,

aur fir us buddhe ne kuchh kiya bhi

to nahi tha. Usne to bas use dekha

tha, aur khule mein wo peshab

karegi to galti use dekhne waale ki

thode hi hai!

“Are! jaane dijiye” Neeta ne Ravi ke

haath ko pakad kar use roka.

“betichod! khabardaar jo kisi aurat

ki taraf aankh utha kar dekha to,

dono aankh fod dunga. Randi ki

aulaad.. saala”

“Are shahab, jane do na, kyun

chhote logon ke munh lagte ho, inka

kuchh nahi bigdega, aapka munh

kharab hoga” Ek passenger ne kaha.

Ravi ka gussa thoda shant ho chuka

tha. “Neeta! kal hi jana, abhi jana

safe nahi hai”

“Aap bhi na! til ka taar bana dete

hain. Kuchh nahi hua hai. aur bus

mein 2-3 auratein hain. koi dikkat

nahi hogi. Fir mere paas mobile bhi

hai, koi problem hoga to main call

kar lungi. aap tension mat lijiye”

Neeta ne Ravi ko shant karte hue

kaha

“Are! tum samajhti nahi ho. jab tak

tum ghar nahi pahunch jaogi tab tak

main tension mein rahunga! bus

chhodo, main tumhe gaadi se

pahuncha deta hoon”

“Aap bewajah pareshaan hote hain.

aapko office ka kaam karna hai. aap

nischint ho kar jaiye, main ghar

pahunch kar aapko call kar lungi”

“theek hai! koi bhi problem ho to

turant mujhe call karna, sare SP-DSP

ko main janta hoon, security officer turant

wahan pahunch jayegi.” wo bus

mein ghus chuka tha “yahan baith

jao, khidki ke paas. garmi nahi

lagegi”

Neeta bus ke darwaje ke paas waali

khidki se lagi seat par baith gayi

“aap tension nahi lijiyega, main

subah aapko call karungi. Raat

bahut ho gayi hai, aapko subah

office bhi jana hai, aap jaiye”

“Driver kahan gaya? chalo, start karo!

ab koi passenger nahi aane wala”

Bus start ho dheere dheere badha,

Ravi apni gadi mein baith kar ghar

ki taraf nikla. Bus jaise hi bus stand

se nikalne wala tha, wo buddha daur

kar bus mein chadh gaya. Neeta

ghabra gayi aur apne purse se

mobile nikalne lagi.

Buddhe ne kaha “are madam, hum

aapka kya bigada tha, bina matlab

ka humko pitwa diye” Buddhe ki

awaaj sun kar Neeta ka darr thoda

kam hua. Par uske munh se daru ki

baas bahut tez aa rahi thi. “Tum

wahan mujhe ghoor kyun rahe the?”

“Hum ghoor kahan rahe the! peshab

laga tha zor se. aapke hatne ka

intezaar kar rahe the. buddhe hue,

aankh kamzor hai, humko ta pate

nahi chala ki wahan koi marad

manush hai ki koi aurat! ab is umra

mein hum aisa neech harkat

karenge? bahu beti ki umar ki hain

aap.”

Buddhe ki baat sun kar Neeta

confuse ho gayi. Neeta ka sixth sense

cheekh cheekh kar kah raha tha ki

buddha ka irada theek nahi hai par

use buddhe ki baaton mein sachchai

lag rahi thi. Aur fir buddhe ne

kuchh kiya to nahi tha. Uske karan

bechara bina matlab ka pitai kha

gaya. “theek hai! par yahan kyun

khade ho? peechhe ja kar baitho?”

“madam khalasi hain, yahin khada

rahna kaam hai”

Bus asal mein kiraye par Ranchi aayi

thi. Kuchh upari amdani ho jaye,

isliye lautate samay driver aur

conductor ne kuchh passengers

bitha liye the. Sabhi passenger agal

bagal ke the. Kewal neeta ki hi safar

raat bhad ki thi. Neeta kuchh hi der

mein so gayi. Ye kahna mushkil hai

ki kisne - khidki se aa rahi hawa ne

ya us buddhe ne Neeta ke blouse

par se uske saaree ki pallu hata di

thi. Buddha laal blouse ke upar se

andar chhipe khajane ka mulyankan

kar raha tha. Apne aankhon se ghoor

ghoor kar Neeta ke chuchi ki

oonchai, golai aur akaar maap kar

apne mastishk mein uski chuchi ki

topological map taiyaar kar raha tha.

Jab tak bus mein aur passenger the

tab to buddha bas door se hi Neeta

ko ghoor raha tha, aur apne lund

mein angdai leti jawani ko apne

haathon se sahla raha tha. Aakhidi

passenger ke utarne ke baad buddhe

ne apne lund ko dhoti ke quaid se

azaad kar diya aur uski lambi

bandook Neeta ki taraf tan gayi.

Poori bus mein ek akeli laundiya, wo

bhi jawan, bhade poore chharhare

badan waali, ko dekh kar buddhe ki

andar ki waasna chhalak chhalak kar

bahar aa rahi thi. Par wo ye bhi

jaanta tha ki agar is laundiya ne

complain kar diya to bus ke number

se use khojna asaan hoga. Aur saala

iska bhataar bhi to goonda hi lagta

hai. Madharchod use jinda nahi

chhodega. Wo waasna aur bhay

mishrit bhavna se Neeta ki taraf

jhuka aur uske badan ki khusboo ko

soongha. Itra aur cream mein

sarabor Neeta ke badan ki khusboo

us buddhe ko pagal banaye jaa rahi

thi. Wo apna jeebh nikaal kar neeta

ke honthon ko chatana chah raha

tha. Jeebh to usne nikaali, uski

honthon ke paas bhi le gaya, par

chhoone ki use himmat nahi hui. Ek

haath se wo apne lund ko masal

raha tha, doosre haath se hilti hui

bus ko pakde hua tha aur apne

jeebh ko Neeta ke badan se bas ek

dhage bhar ki doori par rakhe uske

poore badan mano chaat raha ho!

Buddhe ke andar vaasna aur bhay ke

beech ka mahasangram suru ho

chuka tha. Kabhi uske mann mein

khayal aata ki thok de saali ko aur

fenk de rashte mein, jo hoga dekha

jayega! Fir use lagta ki is budhape

mein wo security officer se kahan kahan

bhaagta firega? aur budhape mein

jail, na baba! Wo kinkartavyavimudh

ki sthiti mein Neeta ke bagal waale

seat par ja kar baith gaya. Randiyan

to usne kayi chodi thi, par randiyon

mein wo baat kahan. Ek bade ghar ki

sundar, jawan laundiya ke bagal

mein, jangh se jangh sata kar

baithne matra se hi uska lund uski

god mein kutub minaar ki tarah

khada tha. Wo kabhi laal blouse ke

upar waale hisse se jhalakti neeta ke

chuchi ke ubhaar ko dekhta, kabhi

uski rasheele laal honthon ko to

kabhi uski safed chikni pet ko. Kayi

baar to wo apni haath ko neeta ki

chuchi tak le gaya, uska jee kar raha

tha ki us bharpoor chuchi ko apne

haathon mein le kar neembu ki

tarah nichod de! par wo use halke

se chhu kar fir wapas apni lund par

aa gaya. Wo apni lund ko zor zor se

hilane laga. Par fir wo shant ho

gaya. Wo apne lund ke ras ko aise hi

barbaad nahi karna chahta tha, wo

bhi tab jab ek khubsoorat jawan

laundiya bagal mein ho. Neeta ki

taraf ghoom kar usne apne lund ko

neeta ki jaangh par dabaya. Par zor

se dabane ki himmat uske andar

nahi thi!

Buddha bechain tha, kabhi apni

lund bahar nikaal kar hilata, kabhi

lund ko dhoti mein dhak kar Neeta

ko ghoorta, kabhi uski chuchi ke upar

halke halke haath sahlata to kabhi

uske chehre ke paas jaa kar uske

badan ki khusboo leta. Kareeb aadhe

ghante is tamasha chalne ke baad

road ke jerking se Neeta jag gayi.

Apne seene ko bina anchal ke dekh

kar wo harbada gayi aur anchal utha

kar apne chuchi ko dhakne lagi,

tabhi uski nazar bagal mein baithe

buddhe par gayi. Buddhe ne ghabra

kar apne lund ko dhoti mein

chhipaya. Buddhe ko apne bagal

mein baithe dekh kar Neeta gusse se

tamtama gayi “Himmat kaise hui

tumhe yahan baithane ki?”

“Hadd karti hain madam aap bhi! ek

ta khalasi waali seat par baith gayi

hain? bataiye hum kahan baithenge?

Khalasi hain, driver ko guide dena

hota hai, darwaze ke paas wala seate

par na baithenge? aap dunnu miya

bibi bina baate ke gussa mein rahti

hain” Us buddhe ne aise nirih ho

kar kaha ki Neeta ke liye apna gussa

banaye rakhna sambhav nahi tha.

“Theek hai! main peechhe ja kar

baith jaati hoon” Neeta apna

samaan sametne lagi. Wo is baat se

bilkul anbhigya thi ki bus mein uske

alawa aur koi passenger nahi hai.

“Dekhiye madam, hum gareeb zaroor

hain, par neech nahi hain. Hum

neech jaati ke bhi nahi hain. Jaat ke

. hain. oo ta kismat ka khel

hai ki khalasi ho gaye hain. Par itno

gel gujral nahi hain ki humra bagal

mein baithane mein bhi aapko

takleef ho!” Iswar ne us buddhe ko

jitni buri shakla di thi, utni hi

prabhavshaali vaani di thi. Wo

shayad sammohan vidya jaanta tha,

baaton mein wo kisi ko bhi

prabhavit kar sakta tha. Wo to ravi

ne use kuchh kahne ka mauka hi

nahi diya, warna wo kabhi Ravi ke

haathon pitai nahi khata.

“Aisi baat nahi hai, tumne hi to kaha

ki yahan tumhara seat hai”

“Hai to hai! aapke baith jane se aisa

thode hi hai ki seat mera nahi

rahega? aap araam se baithiye.

Humko kono dikkat nahi hai”

Neeta fir se confused thi. Buddha

baaton se bahut sareef lagta hai,

par uske vyavahar se baar baar use

shaq hota tha! Kahin, usi ne uske

blouse par se anchal to nahi hataya?

Nahi, itne passengers ke saamne

buddhe ki himmat nahi hogi aisa

karne ki. Kitna seedha sada buddha

hai, shakla kharab hone se aadmi

kharab thode hi ho jata hai, main

bina matlab hi ispar shaq kar rahi

hoon. Fir uske dhoti mein tent kaisa

hai? Iska lund kahin khada to nahi?

Par itna bada? Itna bada kaise ho

sakta hai? Ravi ka to itna sa hi hai!

Kuchh aur rakha hoga. Gaon dehat

mein log dhoti ke andar potli mein

paisa bhi to rakhte hain, shayad

wahi ho?

“Kaun kaun hai tumhare parivaar

mein?”

“Kya batain madam. bibi pehle

bachhe ko janam de kar upar chali

gayi. Bada mushkil se beta ko paal

posh kar bada kiye ta u bhi shadi ke

baad badal gaya. Jab se bahu ghar

mein aayi ghar mein mere liye jagah

hi nahi bacha. Nahi ta aap hi

bataiye, ee budhapa mein raat raat

bhar kahe khatate?”

Neeta ko buddhe ki baat sun kar

usspe daya aa gayi. Ab wo buddha

use utna ghrina ka patra nahi lag

raha tha. “Bibi ke marne ke baad

tumne doosri shaadi nahi ki?” Neeta

ki nazar baar baar us buddhe ke

dhoti mein bane tent par ja rahi thi.

Wo ye confirm karna chah rahi thi ki

lund hi hai ya kuchh aur?

Neeta ko apne lund ki taraf ghoorte

dekh kar buddhe ka lund aur

tamtama raha tha. “Kaise kar lete

madam. sauteli ma se beta ko pyar

thode hi milta”

“To abhi kahan rahte ho?”

“Kahan rahenge madam? ab ta isi

bas mein jeena hai, isi mein marna

hai. Aap araam kijiye madam, is

buddhe ki kahani sunkar kya

kariyega?”

Neeta ne apni aankhein band kar li.

Par uski aankhon ke saamne baar

baar buddhe ke dhoti par bana tent

aa raha tha. Wo janana chah rahi

thi ki wo aakhir hai kya? Lund hi hai

ya kuchh aur? aur agar lund hai to

itna bada lund aakhir dikhta kaisa

hai? Kya kunal ke sath hathapai

mein usne apni gaand par jo

mahshoosh kiya tha wo bhi lund hi

tha? Kya sabhi lund bade hote hai,

sirf Ravi ka hi chhota hai? Kya isiliye

usne chudai ke baare mein jo bhi

suna tha use waisa koi bhi maza

nahi aaya? Kya isiliye Ravi use ma

nahi bana pa raha hai? Oh! agar aisi

baat hai to uski kishmat to is

buddhe se bhi gayi gujari hai. Bus

mein khalasi hai, bibi ke marne ke

baad kam se kam randi ko to choda

hi hoga! wahi hai jise chudai ka

sukh abhi tak prapt nahi hua. Aur

kunal! oh! aaj bhi wo pal yaad aate

hi dekho kaise dil ki dhadkan badh

gayi. Pata nahi usne jaan boojh kar

mere stan ko dabaya tha ya anjaane

mein. Par wo maza kabhi ravi ke

dabane se nahi aaya tha. Kya kunal

meri chudai ke irade se aaya tha?

Kya us din use mauka milta to wo

mujhe chod deta? oh! kash! kitna

maza aata! main bhi bewkoof thi.