Adultery Vicky or Memsaabs 'written by Dreamer0410' ( Copied )

[hirarandi]

Story ka main lead ek ladka hai, naam Vicky. Umr koi 20 saal, kad 5.4-5 inch. Sanwla rang, normal features. Kad chhota hai par jism bahut takatwar hai. Haath Pair bahut mazboot hai, dekhte hee pata chalta hai. Aage peeche koi nahin hai. 7-8 saal pahele tak sab tha, lekin ek train haadse mein sab chala gaya. Maa Baap Bahen, koi nahin bacha. Ye akela rahe gaya.



Vicky ke janamdin ki subah ko waapas aana tha, train bahut late ho gayi thee. Subah jab 7 baje tak koi nahin aaya toh Vicky ne TV lagaya waise hee sochte hue ki aur late honi hogi train, aur phir jo news dekhi toh uski duniya tabaah ho gayi thee.


Rishtedaaron ne bhi doori bana lee. Vicky ke pitaji ek government servant thhey, isliye isko family pension milti rahi. Mummy private college mein teacher theen, par kuchh nahin mila wahan se siwaye PF wagarah ke.


Is time pe iske dost ke papa ne bahut sahara diya. 12-13 saal ka Vicky ek jhatke mein bada ho gaya thaa. Bhagwan ki daya se inka apna 2bhk flat thaa, toh sar pe chat thee. But aap sochiye Delhi jaise shahar mein kaise guzaara kiya hoga Vicky ne. Dimaag se tez tha but har baar zaalim duniya se saamna karna padta tha. Dheere Dheere ye bhi gur seekhta gaya. “Zindagi har kadm ek nayi jung hai” gaane ka matlab usay tab samajh aaya thaa.


Badi minnatte karin dosto ke parents ne Principal se ki Vicky ko special case samajh ke fees maaf kar di jaaye. Par nahin, principal ne ek nahin maani. 1 saal tak iske 3 khaas doston ke parents ne milke iski fees bhi bhari but agle saal fees almost double badhaa di college ne, majboori mein unko haath peechhe kheenchna pada. Vicky ko majboori mein sarkaari college join karna pada. Uske dost tuition jaate aur woh apne ghar mein bartan bhi khud hee maanjta. Ek ek paise ka hisaab rakhta. JNU ke paas Ber Sarai jaa kar purani kitaaben khareedta. Pichhle college ke dost jo tuition se notes laate, apne papa ke office se photocopy karwa ke Vicky ko de dete, badi madad ho jaati thee.


Vicky ke dost ke papa bahut achhe astrologer thhey, shaukia taur par practice karte thhey. Ek baar unhone kaha Vicky ko ki agle 4 saal bahut kada sangarsh hai aur phir dekhna agar seedhe rahe toh kaisee kripa hogi bhagwaan ki. Vicky ne woh baat yaad rakkhi. Samay beet ta gaya, private college ka Vicky ke sarkari college mein aa gaya tha. Ladai, gali galauch bahut aam baat ho gayi thee uske liye. Bas kisi tarah woh nashe, sharaab jaise aibon se door raha.


Ek baat bahut achhi hui ki Vicky ke pitaji jaane se pahele Huda aur DDA ke do plot ke liye application kar gaye thhey. Dono draw bahut der se hue par kismet se dono draw unke naam pea aye. Vicky ke dost Manish ke papa ne bahut madad ki aur dono Plots ko ache daam pe bikwa diya aur chup chaap, Vicky ke naam pe 3 dukaane le leen thee aur kiraaye pe chadhaa deen. Jahan dukaane lee theen woh area tab panap raha thaa, dheere dheere Vicky ki dukaano ke rates badhte gaye. Par Vicky ko ab aadat ho gayi thee kam kharche karne ki.


Vicky ke kayi rishtedaar Delhi mein bhi thhey, par sab bhool gaye ussay. Punjab waale bhi door nahin thhey par chup chaap door ho gaye.Yaad karke kaun uska dhyaan rakhta. Na koi Taya na Chacha, Na Maasi Na Maama. Sab Paraye ho gaye. Isiliye Vicky ne bhi kisi ko nahin bataya tha ki uske plots nikal gaye thhey aur ab woh dukaano ka maalik hai. Woh bhool nahin pata tha ki kais eek haadse ne sab kuchh chheen liya. Bomb blast hua tha, train nadi mein giri aur 150 log maare gaye thhey. Sochta raheta ki kaash wo bhi saath gaya hota toh mar hee gaya hota family ke saath. Soch Soch ke rota raheta thaa.


Baarwhin ke board exams aaye aur us se 1 mahine pahele Vicky ko Dengue ho gaya, mushkil se jaan bachi. Phir bhi kyonki padhayi mein woh achha tha aur 12 mein commerce mein theek thaak number bhi aa gaye thhey.


Ek din woh ghar pe kuchh dekh raha tha toh ussay Papa ka ek purana suitcase mila jisme bahut papers filed thhey. Vicky ne sabko padhna shuru kiya. Aur phir ussay milay share certificates, kul mila ke koi 6000 shares thhey. MRF, Eicher company ke. Vicky ko tab tak pata tha ki dono shares khoob chal rahe hain. Usne hisaab lagaya toh maamla koi 25-30 crore tak pahunch gaya. Phir ussay apne dost ke daddy ki baat yaad aayi ki kaise samay badlega.


Usne phir apne dost ke daddy ko poochha aur phir unki salah se paperwork karke shares demat karne ko de aaya. 3-4 mahine lag ke kaam ho gaya aur shares demat hokar uske naam pe transfer ho gaye.


Kyonki 12th mein marks kam thhey, Delhi ke hisaab se, toh kahin bhi koi college nahin mila. Uski Delhi ki teen dukaano ke liye bahut achhe naye kiraaydaar mil gaye thhey. Ek mein 3 ATM aa gaye aur baaki 2 bhi badi companies ne apne showroom kholne ke liye badhiya kiraya de diya. Pichhle kuchh samay mein Vicky ne 3 plots bhare aur 3 ke 3 nikal aaye. Usne 2 plot toh achhi black mein bech diye aur 1 apne paas rakh liya. Ye plot Chandigarh ke paas Panchkula mein thaa.


1000 shares bech ke Vicky ne 4 crore kama liye thhey. Usne note kiya thha ki woh kismet ka bahut dhani ho gaya tha. Shares, plot etc mein jab bhi try maarta that oh shartiya faayda hota tha.Vicky ne apne dost Manish ke daddy se salah ki aur phir woh kuchh samay ke liye Chandigarh pe focus kare. Yahan par commercial space saste thhey aur Vicky ne share se kamaaye hue kuchh paison se Chandigarh se just pahele Zirakpur mein 3 dukaane khareed leen. Phir kismet ka dhani Vicky, sasti dukaane leen aur 1 mahine baad, sarkar ne us purey area ko commercial hub banaane ka faisla kar liya. Waare nyaare ho gaye Vicky ke.


Manish ke papa ne salaah di ki Vicky kuchh samay ke liye Chandigarh chala jaaye aur apni nayi investment pe dhyaan de. Vicky, Sharma uncle ko bahut maanta thaa aur phir shift ho gaya. Usne Zirakpur ki ek bahut achhi society mein ek apartment kiraaye pe liya. Ek bada kamra tha, kitchen thee, washroom aur balcony. In short Vicky ke liye bahut. Kamra achha bada thaa toh Vicky ne 2-3 kursiyan, table aur bed lagaya. TV aadi bhi le liye.


Vicky ko technical/mechanical cheezen samajh aati theen aur cars mein khaas ruchi thee, isliye usne ek 2nd hand car rakh lee aur society ke gate pe likhwa diya ki woh saste rate pe taxi service de sakta hai. Din mein woh shares mein khelta aur share market band hotay hee taxi requests le leta tha. Uska target tha ki roz woh share market se 3000 Rs kama ke uthega. Upparwaale ke kripa thee ki roz hee 3000 se uppar ho jaata thaa.


Ek cheez nahin badli thee Vicky ke liye, paise beshak aa gaye thhey, wo tha sapna. Uske ma baap bahen ka accident Sunday ko hua thaa, har Sunday ko wohi sapna aata tha ki Uske Maa Baap Bahen uski taraf baahen pasaare madad ke liye bula rahe hain aur wo un tak nahin pahunch paa raha. Wo apne rishtedaaron ko bhool gaya thaa, aur kasam kha lee thee ki jinhone uski madad ki hai unke liye woh sab kuchh karega.


Zindagi ne phir raftaar pakad lee thee.


Zirakpur mein hee society mein ghar liya. Society bahut badi thee, koi 2000 flats thhey 10 manzial towers thhey, 4,3,2,1 bhk flats thhey aur studio apartments bhi thhey. Society ka ek chakkar koi 2 km ka pad jaata thaa.


Zirakpur se logon ko Chandigarh jana hota thaa aur khaaskar aurton ko taxi chahiye hoti thee toh dheere dheere karke Vicky ko roz 1-2 bookings mil jaati theen. Aam taur pe bhale log thhey. Kiraaye ke upar, Vicky ko tip de diya karte thhey. Vicky man hee man muskurata tha aur us tip se gareeb bachchon ko kuchh khila deta.


Aisee he ek raat woh duty se waapas aa raha thaa toh dekha ek car ka bonut khula pada hai aur aadmi usme torch maarke dekh raha hai, par Vicky ko samajh aa gaya tha ki wo banda sirf dekh raha hai par samajh ussay kuch nahin aa raha tha.


Vicky ne car roki aur unke paas gaya.


V – sir koi help chahiye


V1 (vyakti) – kaun ho tum


V – mera naam Vicky hai, yahin paas mein raheta hoon, taxi chalata hoon toh thodi bahut samajh hai


V1 – Main kar loonga, engineer hoon main


OK Sir kahe ke Vicky mud jaata hai, itne mein ek bahut meethi aawaaz uske kaan mein padthi hai


M (Mahila) – Bhaiya suniye


V – ji memsaab


M – aap zara dekh lenge, bahut pareshaan ho rahe hain


Vicky uski taraf dekhta hai, ab tak wo apni seat se uthkar baahar aa jaati hai. Vicky ussay dekhta rahe jaata hai. 5.8 inch ka lamba kad, gori chitti, lambe baal, nain naksh achhe, bahut appealing face aur kaatil figure. Dheele suit mein bhi dikh raha tha ki kya kayamat hai.


Uska pati uski taraf gusse se dekhta hai par chup ho jaata hai. Vicky us say gaadi start karne ko kaheta hai, aur phir takreeban aadhe ghante ki mashakkat ke baad, gaadi chal padti hai.


M – Shukriya bahut bahut shukriya


V – Ji koi baat nahin


V – aap yahan se kitni door rahete hain


Is se pahele wo kuchh bolti aadmi bol padta hai


V1 – tujhe kya karna hai


Vicky smile karta hai “sir maine thodi door chalaane laayak kar di hai, aap ghar pahunch jaaoge, kal ek baar workshop mein dikha dijiyega”


V1 – theek hai theek hai


M – Hum saamne waali society mein hee rahete hain, 3 din pahele hee shift hue hain.


Vicky kuchh nahin kaheta, bas smile karta hai, kyonki wo bhi ussi society mein raheta hai. Gaadi mein ek jhalak daal chuka hota hai aur samajh aa jaata hai ki yeh ek '. couple hai. Ab society ka design aisa tha ki 4BHK flats ke tower ke theek saamne Studio Apartment padte thhey.


Kismet ka khel dekhiye ki is couple ka flat, ek dum Vicky ke flat ke saamne thaa. Vicky ki balcony aur inke main bedroom ki balcony aamne saamne thee. Beech ka faasla koi 14-15 meter ka raha hoga.


Vicky subah naha dho kar apni chhoti si balcony mein towel, underwear sukhaane jaata hai aur saamne wahi husnpari khadi hoti hai. Ek haath mein chaaye aur nayi jagah ka lutf le rahi hoti hai. Uski ek balcony se scenery bahut pyari thee. Khule khule area mein bahut khush thee wo. Vicky ko dekhkar pehchaan leti hai aur door se hi karti hai. Vicky haath jodkar Namaste karta hai.


Vicky apni stock market ke kaam pe lag jaata hai aur phir kahin 3.30pm free hota hai. Usne lunch dinner ka dabba lagwaya hua thaa. Kabhi kabhi khud bhi cook kar leta tha.


2-3 din baad Vicky apni jogging ke liye subah nikla hota hai toh dekhta hai ki subah wohi husnpari saamne se aa rahi hai. Saamne se akele tez chalti hui woh aurat kisi haseen sapne se kam nahin lag rahi thee. Tight t-shirt mein hilte hue uske bade bade raseele aam jaise stan, jo har kadam pe taal se taal milaa ke upar neeche ho rahe thhey, kasi hui track pant mein uski bhari bhari jaanghe jaise bula rahi hon, uske chahere pe ek muskaan jo shayad apna pasandeeda gaana sunne se aa rahi thee. Vicky andaaza laga sakta thaa ki peeche se manzar kya kayamat dhaayega.


Dono ki nazre mileen, usne Hi bolke haath hilaaya


Vicky ne ek smile paas ki.


Wo ruk gayi.


“Us din ke liye thanks”


V – Koi baat nahin, chhoti si cheez hai


“nahin nahin aapne bahut help ki”


Vicky muskura deta hai.


Woh haath badhakar kaheti hai, hello mera naam Ayesha Khan hai.


Vicky us se haath milata hai aur kaheta hai “mera naam Vicky hai”


A – hum log yahan naye aaye hain


V – ji wo toh samajh aa gaya tha


A – smiles


V – main bhi khaas purana nahin hoon


A – kahan se ho


V – Delhi


V – aap


A – Lucknow


A – ghar mein kaun kaun hain?


Vicky maayus hokar kaheta hai “ji koi nahin”


A – matlab


V – ji koi nahin hai. Akela hoon. Parents aur sister ki death ho gayi ek rail accident mein, kayi saal pahele.


Vicky ki aawaaz mein ek dard thaa.


Ayesha ka man udaas ho jaata hai. Usko laga usne bahut badi galti kar di, dubaara “akela hoon” ka matlab pooch ke. Baat badalne ke liye kaheti hai, “aao saath walk kar lete hain”


V – jaise aapki marzi


Ayesha thoda sa aage chalti hai aur Vicky uski gaand dekhkar madhosh ho jaata hai. Badi gol gol tarbooz jaisee gaand ki 2 phaanke theen aur jab wo chali, un chootadon ne hilke Vicky ki nazar ko qaid kar liya.


Vicky na sirf bahut takde shareer ka maalik tha, par jo uski height ki kami thhee, wo banaane waale ne ling mein poori kar dee thee. Wo virgin nahin thaa, aur jisne uske saath maze kiye wo baar baar aayi. Phir bhi Vicky sex ke peechhe paagal naihn thaa. Life ki sabse badi tragedy, rishtedaaron ki berukhi, Delhi ke top pvt college mein padhne waale Vicky ko kais ek sarkari college mein padhna pada, kaise ussay khud hee bartan maanjne hotay thhey, khaane mein paisa bachana, jin doston ke saath baraabari thee private college mein, unki books ko copy karwana ya koi second hand kitaab lena uski zindagi ka bahut bada hissa ban gaye thhey. Zindagi ke us badey jhatke ne Vicky ko gandi aadaton se door rakkha thaa.


V – Memsaab koi dekhega ki aap mere saath sair kar rahin hain toh kya samjhega


A – mujhe farak nahin padta


V – ji memsaab


A – toh tum karte kya ho


Vicky ussay papa ki family pension ke baare mein batata hai aur thoda sa share market ke baare mein. Baaki kuchh nahin kaheta.


Ayesha ko lagta hai ki family pension ke ilaawa, Vicky mahine ke 10-12000 kama leta hoga. Ayesha ko uspar taras aata hai.


Wo usay bataati hai ki uska pati Engineer hai aur Chandigarh mein kisi company mein naukri mil gayi hai. But nayi job mein travel bahut hoga. Wo khud M.A kar chuki hai. But ab ghar sambhalti hai. Unki shaadi ko koi 6-7 saal ho chuke thhey par koi bachcha nahin tha. Baat chhupaane ke liye usne kaha ki dono ne plan kar rakkha hai.


Aise hee wo dono agle 3-4 din ek saath sair karte rahe.Vicky jaanke doori banake rakhta tha. Wo sair karte hue ajeeb lagte thhey, Gori chitti Ayesha, saanwla Vicky. 5.8 inch ki Ayesha aur 5.4 ka Vicky.


Phir Ayesha ko ek saath mil gaya uski padosan ka aur dono saath saath sair karte. Agar sair karte hue ye mil jaate toh dua salaam kar aagey badh jaate. Ayesha ko Vicky ki ye baat bahut pasand aayi thee ki wo chape nahin ho raha tha.


Koi ek hafte baad, Ayesha aur uska pati Mohammad (kahani mein mohd likhenge) bazaar mein sabzi le rahe thhey, Vicky bhi wahin hee tha but Namaste wagarah ke baad usne doori banayi rakkhi thee. Ayesha apni tight leggings aur top mein Kahar dhaa rahi thee. Chhaati pe kasi top aur gaand pe kasi track pant kisi ka bhi imaan kharaab karne ke liye bahut thhey.

Itne mein Vicky ne dekha ki ek topidhaari ('. topi pahene hue) 22-23 saal ka ladka aaya aur Ayesha ke saath khada ho gaya aur usne mauka dekh Ayesha ki tarbooz jaisee gaand daba dee. Ayesha mudi aur usne cheekha


A – teri yeh himmat, mujhe haath lagayega


Wo launda bhi tez thaa “kya kar legit u” Launda 6 foot ke aas paas tha.


Ayesha ka pati Mohd uski taraf bada aur bola “ye theek nahin hai”


Launda – toh theek tareeke se daba deta hoon (aur phir wo Ayesha ki taraf badta hai)


Mohd ab us launde ko push karta hai toh 3-4 thappad khaane padte hain aur phir Mohd bolta hai “ki aisa mat kariye, main security officer bulaunga”


Wo launda hasne lagta hai “tune security officer bulaani hee hai toh thoda haath aur saaf kar leta hoon” kahe ke wo Ayesha ki taraf badha.


Isse pahele wo Ayesha ko chhoo pata, uske kaan pe ek zordaar haath pada aur isse pahele wo dekh paata ki kaun hai, ek haath ne uski guddi pakdi thee aur doosre ne uske tatte pakde thhey. Wo cheekh pada. Wo haath apne Vicky ke thhey


V – bol bahen ke lund, lagayega haath


Launda – chhod bahenchod kaun hai tu


V – tera baap (aur uske tatte zor se phir masal deta hai)


Us launde ki cheekh poori bheed ko sunaayi deti hai.


Mohd ki abhi bhi fati hoti hai but Ayesha zor se bheed se kaheti hai “ye kameena mujhe tang kar raha tha, Vicky ji ne bacha liya”


Bheed ko kya chahiye hota hai – haath saaf karne ka mauka. Aur phir shuru hui saamuhik pitaayi. Bheed ne us launde ko maar maar ke behosh kar diya. Vicky ne Ayesha ko ishaara kiya aur wo wahan se nikal pade.


Society tak wo sab chup chaap rahe aur phir jaise Vicky aage jaane laga Ayesha ne kaha “Vicky bahut bahut shukriya”


Isse pahele Vicky koi jawab de paata, Mohd bol pada “beech mein kyon pade, main security officer ko bula hee raha thaa”


Ayesha ne Vicky ko dekha aur aankhon mein jaise maafi bhari thee ki mera pati duffer hai jo aisa kahe raha hai par main ehsaanmand hoon.


Vicky smile karte hue aagey nikal jaata hai.

[hirarandi]

Agle din wo phir sair pe milte hain, Ayesha apni padosan ke saath hee hoti hai par wo log ek doosre se Namaste kahete hain. Jaise hee Ayesha kal ki baat uthaane lagti hai, Vicky aankh ke ishaare se mana kar deta hai aur chup chaap aagey badh jaata hai. Apni walk khatm kar rahi Ayesha ek jagah notice board pe dekhti hai Vicky ka naam aur taxi service likha hota hai. Wo ek photo kheench leti hai aur apni padosan se kaheti hai “badiya hai agar taxi pahele book ho jaaye”



Padosan haan mein sir hila deti hai aur bolti hai “maine khud use ki hai Vicky ki taxi, bahut achhi gaadi chalata hai aur rate bhi waajib hain. Delhi mein chala rakkhi hai gaadi toh yahan easy raheta hoga”


Ayesha smiles.


A – ye roz roz jo new mein sunte hain ki kisi taxi service ke drivers ne bang kar diya, us se toh jana pehchana better hai.


P – Waise tum toh ho aisa maal, ki koi bhi chad jaaye


A – chup (aur wo smile karti hai)


P - Tum Vicky ko lagta hai pehchaanti nahin ho


A – kaun hai


P – arrey woh ladka jo abhi Namaste kar ke gaya


A – achha wo hai. Main to aise jaanti hoon ki 3-4 din pahele usne hamari gaadi theek karne mein madad ki thee


P – ok ok


Aise karte karte dono apne ghar chali jaati hain


Ayesha ke dimaag mein Vicky ki madad aur apne pati ka phattupan baar baar ghoomta raha. Usne phone uthaya aur Vicky ko call kiya


V – hello kaun


A – main Ayesha bol rahi hoon


V - Namaste memsaab


A – Namaste Namaste kaise ho


V – ji main theek hoon


A – Vicky kal ke liye thanks bhi karna tha aur maafi bhi maangni thee


V – Thanks toh samajh aata hai, ye maafi kaisee


A – wo mere husband ne jo bola


V – wo ha ha ha, banda dhakkan hai wo. Leave it. But aap dhyaan rakhiye apna.


A – hmmmmm


A – Vicky tum aa sakte ho abhi, chaaye peete hain.


V – memsaab aap ghar pe akeli hongi, theek rahega?


A – koi baat nahin aa jaao.


V – ok memsaab.


Koi aadhe ghante baad, Vicky Ayesha ke ghar mein baitha hota hai aur dono baatein kar rahe hotay hain.


Ayesha Vicky ke baare mein aur jaanna chahati hai aur phir baat ghoom phir ke uske bachpan pe pahunch jaati hai


V – memsaab kyon chhed dete ho wo taar. Jo cousin mere saath ruka tha jab mummy papa aur bahen ki khabar mili thee, woh bhi chauthe tak nahin ruka thaa. Memsaab maine bahut kuchh dekha hai. Bas zinda isliye rahe gaya ki sabke shraadh ki zimmedaari meri hai, nahin toh kabka mar gaya hota.


Vicky ki aankhe nam ho jaati hain.


Ayesha uske paas aake baith jaati hai.


A – sorry Vicky, mera wo matlab nahin tha


V – theek hai memsaab. Kya karun, zakhm hee aise hai ki chhoote hee cheekh nikal jaati hai


A – sorry


V – Don’t be


V – waise memsaab aap UP ke toh nahin lagte


A – kaise socha


V – memsaab aapka rang, kad kathi, shareer ki banawat…..


A – Bahut dhyaan se dekhte ho aurton ko (Ayesha ko laga wo uski taang kheenchegi)


V – sabko nahin, kuchh khaas ko hee (Vicky ne paasa palat diya)


Ayesha muskura ke rahe jaati hai.


A – meri Ammi Iran ki hain aur mere papa Punjab se hain, basically from Amritsar.


V – hmmmmm. Aur aapke dhakkan pati dev


A – Ye UP se hain


V – hmmm


A – Vicky tune kal khoob maara usko


V – shukriya memsaab


Itne mein Ayesha ko call aata hai uske pati Mohd ka


A – haan ji


…..


A – kuchh khaas nahin chaaye pee rahi hoon


….


A – mere saath kaun hoga


Yeh sun Vicky muskuraata hai ki Ayesha ne uske saath chaaye ki baat chhupaa di.


……


A – haan jaan


……


A – bye love you


V – Bada pyaar aa raha hai shauhar ji ko


A – smiles


V – Main usay dosh nahin deta, aap bahut khoobsoorat ho


A – thank you thank you (wo muskuraati hai. Kis aurat ko apni tareef pasand nahin)


V – par ek baat hai, kal wo launda majboor ho gaya hoga


A – Majboor?


V – Aap gazab lag rahe thhey


A – smiles


A – Kuch padhte ho ya nahin


V – ji abhi private graduation kar raha hoon phir baad mein Law ka socha hai


A – kyon


Vicky ussay asliyat nahin batana chahata thaa ki jitna uska property ka kaam faila hua hai, share ke rate hain, kanoon jaanna zaroori hai aur ab wo bharosa nahin karta kisi par siwaaye kuchh doston ke aur unke parents ke, par unme se koi vakeel nahin tha.


V - memsaab family pension tab tak chalti hai jab tak meri padhayi chalegi. Gareeb ko 2 paise aa jaayenge extra. Tab tak main bhi kuchh aur kar loonga.


A – hmmmmm. Main tumhare saath hoon, jab bhi kuchh chahiye hoga bata dena


V – ji memsaab. Waise chaaye bahut swad thee


A – thank you thank you


Vicky waapas aa jaata hai aur apni share market mein busy ho jaata hai. Aur kismet aisee chamki ki aaj 2 ghante mein hee 5000 account mein aa gaye. Wo phir bhi dekhta raha aur ek aur haath mein 2000 kama liye. Wo bahut khush thaa aur jaldi market se utth jaata hai.


Usay laga ki aaj ki kismet Ayesha ne chamkaayi hai. Itne mein Ayesha ka call aata hai ki usay aaj shaam ko taxi chahiye, Sukhna lake tak jaana hai.


Shaam ko 5.30 baje Vicky taxi nikaalta hai aur bala ki khoobsoorat Ayesha aati hai. Usne ek Patiala suit pahena hai, par usme bhi wo kayamat lag rahi thhee. Chhaati aur pichhwaade pe kasi hui kameez uske ubhaaron ko aur achhe se pradarshit kar rahe thhey. Unchee heel mein uski gaand ka ubhar dekhte hee banta tha. Vicky ek baar toh atak hee jaata hai.


Ayesha ussay dekhti hai aur kaheti hai ki darwaza lock hai, wo khol deta hai aur wo andar baith jaati hai. Gate ke guard bhi Ayesha ko dekhte rahe jaate hain aur maayusi mein apna lund hee adjust karte hain.


V – memsaab aapko thank you kahena tha


A – kya hua Vicky


V – wo aapke saath chaaye pee thee na toh kismet chamak gayi, itne kam time mein itna munafa nahin hua.


A – arrey waah, toh matlab meri chaaye mein dum hai


V – us say zyada chaaye banaanewaali mein


A - Ha ha ha


Baatein karte karte wo Sukhna lake pahunchne waale hotay hain ki Mohd ka phone aata hai


A – haan ji main pahunchne waali hoon 2 minute mein


……


A – oh ye toh galat baat hai


……


A – kya sorry


……


A – pahele bata dete


……


A – Taxi mein aayi hoon aur kya


…….


A – dekhti hoon kya karna hai


…..


A – Bye


V – kya hua memsaab


A – kuchh nahin, ye nahin aa rahe. Koi meeting aa gayi hai


V – toh waapis modun ghar ki taraf ya phir aap thoda mausam enjoy karogi yahan pe, bahut achha mausam hai.


A – mausam toh mast hai. Vicky tum apni gaadi park karo aur aao hum saath saath ghoomte hain


V –main memsaab


A – aao chalo


V - OK memsaab


Vicky ke paas commercial number nahin tha, sirf jaan pehchaan waalo ke liye gaadi thee. Usne gaadi parking mein lagayi aur chal pada Ayesha ke saath.


Jo dono ko dekhe wo Vicky ki kismet se rashk kar raha tha. Kahan wo 5.4 inch aur kahan who 5.8 inch. Ye saanwla aur wo gori chitti makkhan malayi. But Ayesha khush mijaaz ladki thee ussay Vicky ke gareeb honay ka koi faraq nahin padhta tha.


A – Vicky ye log humein aise kyon dekh rahe hain


V – Aapko taad rahe hain aur mujh se jal rahe hain


A – jal rahe hain?


V – Aur kya, kahan aap kahaan main


A – par wo nahin jaante ki tumne kal kya kiya


V – kya kiya maine kal?


Ayesha halke se uske kandhe pe haath maarti hai aur dono hanste hain. Aise hee takreeban 30-40 minute nikal jaate hain. Vicky dono ke liye bhutta leta hai aur dono enjoy karte hain.


Aise mein Ayesha ka phone aata hai, uska shauhar thaa


A – haan ji


….


A – jagah achhi hai, mausam achha hai, socha enjoy karun


…..


A – taxi kar lungi


….


A – koi baat nahin, utlta mujhe pata chal gaya enjoy karne ka ek aur tareeka


….


A – arrey bola na baba akeli hoon


…


….


A – ok bye dinner pe milte hain


Vicky sochta hai Ayesha ne phir uske akele honay ki baat ki. Apne pati ko bataya nahin ki kaun saath mein hai. Wo smile karta hai.


Chalte chalte Ayesha ke sandal mein kuchh gadbad hoti hai toh wo neeche jhukti hai strap theek karne ke liye, bina chunni ka Patiala suit ki kameez uske raseele aamo ko khul ke dikhaati hai. Vicky aisa nazaara dekhna nahin chhodta. Ayesha ek dum se upar dekhti hai aur samajh jaati hai ki Vicky ki nazar kahan hai. Wo kuchh nahin bolti aur phir se aankhen neeche kar leti hai aur seedhi khadi ho jaati hai.


Waapas jaane se pahele Vicky Ayesha ko usay phone karne ko kaheta hai, par koi baat nahin hoti. Bas itna hee ki koi call log dekhega toh samjhega ki Ayesha ne Vicky ko taxi ke liye call kiya hoga.


Thodi der aur sair karke wo waapas jaa rahe hotay hain. Ayesha aagey waali seat pe baith jaati hai.


A – Vicky main tumhe shareef samajhti thee


Vicky thoda hairan ho jaata hai


V – maine kya kiya


A – tum jaante ho


V – nahin memsaab


A – Wo jab main apna sandal theek kar rahi thee tab tab..


V – tab tab kya..


A – tum dekh rahe thhey


V – haan aapko dekh raha tha


A – mujhe nahin tum mere dekh rahe thhey


V – memsaab, aap bahut haseen jism ki mallika ho, nahin rok paya, sorry


A – hmmmm


V – Aur upparwaale ki banayi hui har sundar cheez ko dekhna achha lagta hai, chaahe wo pahaad hon ya unke beech ki ghaati


Ayesha usko dekhti hai phir baahar aur chup rahena bahetar samajhti hai. Vicky sheeshe mein dekh leta hai ki uske jawaab mein Ayeshan ke raseele hontho pe ek chhoti muskaan aa jaati hai.


Vicky society se takreeban ek kilometer pahele gaadi rok leta hai.


V – Memsaab aap peechhe baith jaao


A – ok


Wo utarti hai aur Vicky ko paise dena chahati hai, Vicky nahin leta kaheta hai ki wo ek saath le lega, hisaab mein jod lega. Ayesha chali jaati hai. Ghar se Mohd sab dekh raha hota hai. Pahele ussay normal lagta hai phir sochta hai ki kahin Vicky lekar gaya ho aur Mohd ke na honay par dono ek saath hon… uske dimaag ke ghoday daudne lag jaate hain.


Jaise hee wo ghar pahunchti hai toh Mohd darwaaza kholta hai


A – aap aa gaye


M – haan meeting khatm ho gayi


A – shukr hai


M – tum akele hee ghoomti rahin


A – aur kya karti


M – kiske saath gayin theen


A – Vicky ki taxi aur aayi bhi usee mein hoon


M – hmmmmm. Kyon wo kaise mil gaya


Tabhi Ayesha ko wo call yaad aati hai.


A – Usko call karke poochha tha ki kahan hai, pata chala ki aas paas hee hai, toh who aa gaya. Phone dekh lo aur shak ko door kar lo


Mohd dekhta hai aur chup ho jaata hai.


Ayesha Vicky ke dimaag ko maan jaati hai.


Agle din phir Vicky Ayesha morning walk pe milte hain. Koi baat nahin hoti, sirf dua salam


Vicky ghar pe naashta kar raha hota hai ki Ayesha ka call aaya


V – ji memsaab


A – thanks Vicky


V – kya hua memsaab


A – wo tumhara phone wala idea bahut kaam aaya kal


V – thank you memsaab


V – waise memsaab thank you call karne ke liye


A – kyon


V – memsaab aapne call kar liya dekhna aaj ki trading mein khoob paisa bana


A – Good luck for today


V – thank you memsaab


V – memsaab agar aaj bhi maal ban gaya toh aapko roz mujhe call karna hoga


A – ha ha ha …. Done


V – memsaab waise is laal top aur white skirt mein aap bahut achche lag rahe ho


A – thank you thank you, kaise dekha


V – memsaab meri aur aapki balcony aame saamne hai


Vicky bahar aakar apna haath hilaata hai aur Ayesha bhi ussay dekh ke haath hilaati hai.


V – memsaab aaj kahin jaana hai aapne?


A – aaj nahin


V – ok koi baat nahin


A – kyon


V – agar aapne jaana hota phir main koi aur booking na leta


A – hmmm ok


A – ok bye Vicky, good luck with share trading


V – thank you memsaab


Vicky ka wo din bhi bahut achha jaata hai trading mein aur din khatm hotay hotay wo kareeban 7000 kamaa leta hai. Vicky bahut khush hota hai aur seedha Ayesha ko phone milaata hai.


A – haan Vicky


V – memsaab thank you thank you thank you


A – kya hua Vicky


V – aap mere lucky charm ho


A – matlab achha faayda ho gaya


V – ji memsaab


A – phir toh party banti hai


V – done memsaab, kahan chalen


A – aisee koi baat nahin yaar.. enjoy.. I am happy for you..


V – nahin memsaab, kuchh toh karna padega thank you ke liye… chaliye kuchh sochta hoon.


Shaam ko koi 5 baje Vicky Ayesha ke darwaaze pe thaa


Ding dong


Andar se Ayesha poochhti hai


V – Memsaab main Vicky


A – aao Vicky aao


V – memsaab ye aapke liye


A – ye kya hai


V – mera thank you


Vicky Ayesha ke haath mein aadha kilo Bengali sponge rasgulle pakda deta hai.


A – nahin nahin Vicky iski kya zarurat thee


V – thee memsaab. Samajh lo aapke good luck ki fees hai J


A – Achha ji


V – Haan ji


Kahete hue Vicky ek sponge rasgulla nikaalta hai aur Ayesha ko deta hai. Wo apne haath se lene lagti hai toh Vicky zid karta hai ki wo khilaayega. Wo subah waali dress mein thee, lambi safed skirt aur laal tight top, sleeveless. Usay pata thaa wo Vicky se 4-5 inch lambi hai isliye woh sofay pe baith jaati hai aur aagey ki taraf jhukti hai, Vicky ki nazar rasgulla khilaate khilaate uske mummo pe tik jaati hai. Ayesha ka dhyan rasgulle pe thaa, uska ras thoda sa chalak ke uski garden se hota hua uske mummo ki taraf badtha hai.


Vicky sorry memsaab sorry memsaab kaheta rahe jaata hai aur wo bathroom ki taraf jaakar saaf karke aati hai.


V – sorry memsaab


A – koi baat nahin Vicky


Itne mein uske pati Mohd ka phone aa jaata hai aur phir wo Vicky ke wahan honay ki baat chhupaa deti hai. Baat karte karte wo balcony ke darwaaze pe khadi hoti hai aur thodi se taange faila ke baat kar rahi hoti hai. Vicky us ore dekhta hai aur dekhtaa hee rahe jaata hai. Doobte sooraj ki roshni mein skirt paardarshi ho jaati hai aur Vicky uski maansal, bhari bhari jaangho ke Darshan karta hai.


Vicky ki height zyada nahin thee, takreeban 5.4 inch par uska lund bahut bada aur mota thaa. Koi 9-9.5 inch aur Redbull ki can jaisa mota. Uska saamp fadfadaane lagta hai. Halki se tedhi khadi Ayesha, Vicky ko apne mummo aur gaand ka achha sideview deti hai aur skirt ke andar ke Darshan ka toh kahena hee kya. Vicky ka man dolne lag jaata hai aur ab uske liye Ayesha sirf memsaab nahin balki sexy memsaab ho gayi thee.


Aisa karte karte 2 hafte nikal jaate hain. Ayesha roz Vicky ko subah phone karti aur Vicky aur wo ek doosre ko balcony mein hi bolte aur shaam ko Vicky uske ghar chala jaata kisi na kisi bahaane se. Dono bahut kareeb aa rahe thhey. Ab wo Vicky se aur Vicky us se bahut baatein share karte thhey.

[hirarandi]

Vicky ko pata chala ki wo Mohd se khush nahin hai. Mohd ek shakki pati hai isliye wo us se Vicky ke baare mein koi baat nahin karti. Ayesha us say khul jaati hai ki kaise uski arranged marriage thee naaki love, kaise shaadi ke kuchh mahine baad hee Mohd badal gaya. Mohd darpok kism ka thaa aur Ayesha ko bachaane nahin aata thaa. Wo peeche se kisi ameer khandaan se tha isliye baakiyon ko ghatiya samajhta tha. Shaadi se pahele toh wo liberal aur modern lagta tha but dheere dheere farak aa raha tha.


Aapko yaad hoga ki kais ek launde ne Ayesha ki gaand dabaayi thee aur Vicky ne ussay peeta thaa aur phir bheed ne bhi haath saaf kiye thhey. Wo kayi dino se Vicky ko lapetne ke chakkar mein tha, lekin uski asli nazar toh Ayesha pe thhee. Vicky ke bina, Mohd ko side karke Ayesha ko bhogna aasaan tha. Uski raaste ki haddi Vicky hee tha. Us ne thodi maalumaat haasil kar li thee Vicky ke baare mein aur 1-2 baar Ayesha ko Vicky ki taxi mein bhi dekha thaa. Usay ab Mohd ko lapetna thaa apne jaal mein. Is launde ka naam Ali thaa. Usay ek kam bheed wali jagah pe Mohd dikh jaata hai.

Ali – salaam waalequm Mohd miyaa

Mohd – Salaam…. Tum tumm

Ali – Mujhe maaf kar deejiye. Mujhe nahin pata tha hum dono hum-mazhab hai

Mohd – toh

Ali – Aapki biwi toh meri Bhabhi lagi.

Mohd – Aage se mat karna

Ali – Ji usee ki maafi maangni thee, jab se pata chala hai ki aap bhi ** ho, tab se maafi maangne ke liye dhoondh raha hoon.

Mohd – hmmmmm

Ali – Waise saab Bhabhi ji us Vicky ki gaadi mein bahut jaati hain

Mohd – tumhe kaise pata

Ali – saab chhota sa shahar hai, dikh jaata hai. Khoob hasi mazaak karte hain dono (wo masala laga kar sunaata hai)

Ek din Vicky ne bahut bada haath maara, 1 hafte pahele khareede koi share ne khoob chhalaang lagayi aur achha munaafa kamaya. Wo plan karta hai ki Memsaab ko ghumane le jaayega. Ayesha pahele manaa karti hai phir maan jaati hai. Dono sector 17, Chandigarh jaane ka plan karte hain. Vicky had planned to buy some dress for her and takes her to a designer boutique.





September ka maheena thaa.



Vicky – memsaab ye aapke liye. Kahete hue Vicky ek bahut hee tang, sexy lahenga choli dress ki taraf ishaara karta hai



Ayesha – haan zaroor, badmaash



Vicky – memsaab wo Panchkula mein ek club waale is navraatre mein dandia programme karwa rahe hain, soch raha hoon jaane ki



Ayesha – toh tu jaa



Vicky – oh ok memsaab, main waise aapke saath jaane ki soch raha thaa, but bhool gaya tha ki aap toh Mohd ke saath jaayengi.



Sorry bolke wo bahar aa jaata hai. Ayesha ko bahut bura lagta hai aur wo bhi uske peeche aa jaati hai.



Ayesha – Vicky gussa mat ho, dress le lo, but paise main doongi, ye bahut mahengi hai



Vicky – memsaab paise main doonga, yeh mera gift hai. Aapne itna kaam kiya hai mera.



Ayesha – sirf dress hi dilwaayega… maim to matching sandals bhi loongi.



Vicky – aap hukm karo



Dono haste hain aur wo Vicky ka haath pakad ke andar le jaati hai.


Dono is baat se anjaan thhey ki Mohd ye sab door se dekh raha hota hai.

Mohd – hmmmm

Ali – saab aapki ijaazat ho toh Vicky se hisaab chukta kar lun

Mohd – kyon

Ali – koi baat nahin. Ye lijiye mera card, kabhi bijli ka kaam ho toh bataiyega

Mohd uska card dekhta rahe jaata hai, chup chaap jeb mein rakh leta hai.

Ayesha andar kuchh aur dekh rahi hoti hai aur Vicky ki nazar dukaan ke andar se ek kone pe khade aadmi mein padti hai jo us dukaan pe dekh raha hota hai. Vicky pehchaan jaata hai ki wo Mohd hai. Jaise hee wo trial room se baahar aati hai, Vicky ussay saamne ki ATM se paise nikaalne ko bolta hai





Ayesha – but kyon



Vicky – memsaab jo kahe raha hoon karo



Ayesha – hmmmm



Usay Vicky ki wo call karne waali baat yaad thee jo Mohd ke liye saboot ban gaya tha. Wo paise nikaal laati hai aur Vicky ko deti hai.



Vicky – ye mera gift hai



Ayesha – phir paise



Vicky – ye abhi mere paas rahenge. Main 2000 kaat raha hoon, taxi ka hisaab.



Ayesha – hmmmm



Bill dekar, 2 bag uthaake wo ghar ki taraf chalte hain.



Ghar pe



Mohd – kya kya le aayin



Ayesha – arrey kuchh dresses (lehenga choli abhi alter karne ke liye diye hotay hain jo ki home deliver honay hain)



Mohd – kahan se



Ayesha – Sector 17



Mohd – kaise gayin thee



Ayesha – Vicky ke saath Taxi mein



Mohd – aur koi taxi nahin milti



Ayesha – Wo market waale incident ke baad main uspe bharosa karti hoon



Mohd – wo achha banda nahin hai



Ayesha – kaise



Mohd – bas main kahe raha hoon na….



Ayesha – kahete raho


Ayesha gusse mein apne room mein chali jaati hai aur zor se darwaaza band karti hai. Vicky apne kamre se sab dekh leta hai. Usse andaaza tha ki aisa kuchh hoga. Vicky ne ek bahut achhi doorbeen khareed lee thee, badi kaam ki investment thee wo. Defence use ke liye bani thee wo doorbeen toh aap uski quality samajh sakte hain.

[hirarandi]

Ayesha ke kamre ka parda hata hua thaa aur khidki se andar saaf dekha ja sakta tha. Vicky ne apne ghar ki light band kar rakkhi thee. Ayesha uthi, cupboard mein se kuchh nikaalti hai, ek nazar Vicky ke ghar ki taraf ghumaati hai, andhera honay ki vajah se usay lagta hai ki Vicky ghar pe nahin hai aur sab saaf hai.



Wo apni dono baahen upar karti hai aur kurti utar deti hai. Vicky sab apni doorbeen se dekh raha hota hai. Inch dar inch, kurti upar khisakti hai aur uski makhmali skin ke Darshan hotay hain. Kya makhkhan maal hai memsaab, Vicky apne aap se bolta hai.

Phir deedaar hotay hain lal bra ke aur kurti sir ke upar se uttar jaati hai. Ab Ayesha laal bra aur leggings mein hai. Kya mumme thhey uske. Bade bade raseele aam jo ek bra mein kaid thhey. Vicky apna lund nikkar se bahar nikaalta hai. Bra chhota tha, mumme baahar girne ko aatur thhey. Uske daayen mumme ke upar ek til tha. Wo ghoomti hai aur skin tight leggings mein uski gol badi badi gaand qayamat dha rahi thee. Lag raha tha ki is vishal gaand pe kisi ne sirf paint kar diya ho leggings ke kapde jaisa. Gaand ki do phaanke tarbooz jaisee theen. Vicky chahata thaa ki apni naak andar ghusa ke soonghe. Vicky ne gaur kiya ki 5 ft 6 inch ke height ki bawajud Ayesha hamesha kaafi unchi heel ki sandal pahane rakhti thi jisase uski height chaar-paanch inch aur jyada badh jaati thi aur usaki gaand bahut hi sexy tareeke se bahar ughadi nazar aati thi aur usaki lambi taange aur bhi jyada haseen nazar aati thi. Is se pahele baat aage badhti, Mohd aa jaata hai aur dono mein phir kahasuni hoti hai aur Ayesha bathroom mein ghus jaati hai aur ek satin sleeveless gown mein bahar aati hai. Phir wo bahar nikal jaati hai kitchen ki taraf.

Vicky bhi apne kamre ki light jala leta hai aur kaam khatm karke so jaata hai.

Agle din, Vicky is baat se anjaan tha ki usko lekar Ayesha aur Mohd mein phir ladayi hui thee. Subah walk pe usay Ayesha nahin dikhti. Ab wo kya karta, ghar chala gaya aur Mohd ke jaane ka intezaar karta raha.

Uske jaate hee Vicky Ayesha ko call karta hai

Ayesha – hello, haan Vicky bolo

Vicky - memsab, sab theek? Aap aaj aaye nahin

Ayesha – thoda sar bhaari hai

Vicky – hmmmm ek baat bolun

Ayesha – kya

Vicky – kal Mohd sector 17 ki market mein thaa

Ayesha – kya bol raha hai Vicky tu

Vicky – ji memsaab

Vicky – yaad hai maine aapko ATM jaane ko kaha thaa

Ayesha – haan

Vicky – isliye hee kaha thaa taaki usay lage ki dresses aapne lee hain.

Ayesha – hmmmm. Mohd ko mujhpe bharosa nahin

Vicky – usay khud pe bharosa nahin. Gadha hai

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – chalo ab jaldi se good luck bol do

Ayesha – dhande ki baat sabse important hai tere liye

Vicky – ha ha ha……. waise ab aap bhi bahut important hotay jaa rahe ho mere liye

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Ayesha – aaj ke liye good luck

Vicky – memsaab ek good luck ke liye kiss hee de do phone pe, English picture mein dekha thaa

Ayesha – ha ha ha

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Ayesha – mmmuuuahhhhh

Call khatm.

Vicky ka wo din bhi khoob mast nikalta hai aur ussay achhi kamaayi hoti hai. Wo Ayesha ko batata hai aur wo bhi bahut khush hoti hai. Koi 4 baje wo Ayesha ki door bell bajata hai. Laal satin sleeveless gown mein Ayesha sirf ek stole kandhe pe daal ke darwaaza kholne aati hai aur eyepiece mein Vicky ko dekh sahej ho jaati hai aur darwaaza khol deti hai. Vicky usay ek gulaab ka phool deta hai.





Vicky – Ayesha rose for a rose



Ayesha – hmmmmm impressed



Vicky – memsaab thank you thank you thank you



Ayesha – (hanste hue) kya hua kya hua



Vicky – bahut faayeda, pahele se bhi zyaada.



Ayesha – achha ji



Vicky – shaayad aaj good luck kiss ka asar tha



Ayesha – itna asar



Vicky – ji



Vicky – memsaab, ek minute thoda neeche hona



Ayesha jhukti hai, Vicky uske gaal pe ek chhoti si kiss kar deta hai



Vicky – thank you memsaab. Aap nahin jaante aap mere liye kya ho.



Ayesha ko Vicky ka kiss karna bilkul bura nahin lagta aur wo smile karti hai.



Ayesha – welcome welcome



Ayesha – Vicky tum aa gaye ho toh thodi help kar do please



Vicky – hukm kijiye memsaab



Ayesha – Thoda furniture aur dabbe shift karne hain



Vicky – ok memsaab



Woh ek store mein le jaati hai jahan upar ki taraf kuch saaman rakhna tha, Vicky ek table pe chad jaata hai aur neeche se Ayesha ussay saamaan pakdaati hai. Vicky ki position se uske mummo ko khoob dekha jaa sakta thaa aur Vicky dekh bhi raha thaa. Vicky ne sirf nikkar paheni thee aur uska maha vishal lund usme bahut bada tambu bana raha thaa. Itne mein uska mobile bajta hai, wo jaati hai, phone Mohd ka tha. Vicky abhi bhi table pe khada thaa



Kaafi rings ke baad woh phone uthaati hai



Ayesha – hello



Mohd – jaanu sorry



Ayesha – kis baat ke liye



Mohd – kal ke liye



Ayesha – hmmmmm



Mohd – waise tum haanf kyon rahi ho



Ayesha – wo store mein kuchh kar rahi thee



Mohd – jaan phir toh tumhare bade bade boobs bhi upar neeche ho rahe honge



Ayesha – hmmmm (sochti hai aaj isko kya ho gaya…phir sochti hai ki Vicky bhi dekh raha thaa)



Mohd – meri jaan ek baar mere liye dabao na



Ayesha – kaam kar lo office mein



Mohd – ek baar meri jaan



Ayesha – hmmmm….wo dabaati hai



Is baat se anjaan ki Vicky dekh raha hai, wo apne saath khelti hai



Mohd – Aaj raat masti karenge


Ayesha – hmmmmm

Itne mein Vicky awaaz lagata hai “memsaab aao naa, baaki bhi karna hai”





Mohd – kaun hai



Ayesha – arrey koi nahin, Vicky aaya tha kisi kaam se toh maine kahe diya ki help kar do



Mohd – hmmm ok ok koi baat nahin



Itne mein usay phir Vicky ki awaaz sunaayi deti hai “jaldi aao, kab tak upar atka rahunga, aap neeche se dogi tabhi kaam poora hoga”



Ayesha – Sabr rakh Vicky abhi aayi



Ayesha – ok bye



Mohd – bye



Mohd ki jhaante sulag jaati hain. Wo soch raha hota hai ki Vicky kya kar raha hoga uski super hot biwi ke saath. Wo upar hai aur Ayesha ko apne neeche bula raha hai. Ye toh maine pakad liya phone pe, kab se aa raha hai wo. Mohd ko samajhnahin aata ki wo kya kare. Wo sochta raheta hai ki kais eek chhota sa Vicky itni lambi chaudi Ayesha ki le raha hoga. Sochte sochte uska lund tight ho jaata hai. Usay samajh nahin aata ki ye kya tha. Itne mein uska boss usay bulaata hai.



Idhar Vicky ka lund tight ho jaata hai phir se aur wo apne kaam mein lag jaata hai, Ayesha bhi uska bada sa tambu notice karti hai aur hairaan rahe jaati hai. But chup raheti hai. Nikkar itni khulli nahin thee toh neeche se lund nahin dikh raha tha but nikkar mein tambu bahut hee bada tha.



Vicky bhi khoob dil khol ke uske mumme taadta raheta hai. Ayesha ko pata hota hai aur wo khush thee ki koi usay bhi notice karta hai. Ussay lagta hai ki Vicky se maze liye jaayen



Ayesha - kya dekh rahe ho Vicky (wo zara banawati gusse se bolti hai)



Vicky – ji sorry



Vicky sir jhukaata hai aur chup chaap utar ke fauran apne ghar chala jaata hai. Ayesha ne nahin socha tha ki aisa hoga, usay laga tha ki wo Vicky ko thoda chhedegi aur uski taang kheenchegi.



Itne mein Mohd ghar aa raha hota hai sochte hue ki uske peeche Vicky kaise uski biwi ki le raha hoga. Kaise uske kharbooze jaise mummo pe toot pada hoga. Uski badi uthi hui gol gol gaand ko daba raha hoga, kaise uski naabhi ko chaat raha hoga.



Wo ghar pahunchta hai aur dekhta hai ki sab normal hai. Ayesha us se roz ki tarah hee milti hai. Seedha store mein jaata hai, dekhta hai saamaan set ho gaya.



Mohd – Vicky kaise aaya



Ayesha – Uske phone ki battery khatm ho gayi thhee toh poochne aaya thaa ki shaam ko taxi toh nahin use karni maine



Mohd – Itna dhyaan



Ayesha – ab main uski repeat customer jo hoon



Mohd- - sexy customer bolo



Ayesha – wo toh main hoon hee



Mohd aagey badhke usay choomta hai, chaat ta hai, uski gaand dabaata hai.



Ayesha – aah aaj bade mood mein ho mere miya.


Mohd – tu cheez hee aisee hai.

[hirarandi]

Mohd almari se whisky ki botal nikaal kar do drinks banata hai aur dono miya-biwi saath baith ke drink peete hain. Uske baad Mohd Ayesho ko bedroom mein le jaata hai, Vicky ke kamre ki light band hoti hai, wo saamne ke darwaaze aur khidkiyan band kar dete hain. Vicky ghar pe nahin thaa.



Mohd ko aaj usko chodne mein bahut mazaa aa raha tha. Ye soch ke ki wo iska maalik hai aur naa ki wo taxi driver Vicky. Mohd ke pyaar shuru karne se Ayesha bahut uttejit ho jaati hai lekin kuchh dhakkon mein hee wo jhad jaata hai. Ayesha man masos ke rahe jaati hai aur bahar apni balcony mein aa jaati hai.

Apni pink satin nightie mein khadi rati ke roop wali Ayesha saamne dekhti hai par samajh nahin paati ki Vicky hai ya nahin. Bechain Ayesha idhar udhar dekhti hai aur chupke se apni choot daba deti hai, rub karti hai, apni taange kasmasati hai, wo bechain thee. Peechhe se Mohd aata hai, but wo uska dhyan nahin karti aur saamne dekhti raheti hai.

Mohd – jaan andar chalo na

Wo kandha hila deti hai jispe Mohd haath rakhta hai

Mohd chup chaap chala jaata hai.

Reh reh kar usay Vicky ki nikkar ka tambu yaad aata hai. Kitna bada tha wo tambu… sochte sochte wo room ki taraf mud jaati hai

Vicky sab dekh raha hota hai.

Agle din subah wo Vicky ko phone karne waali thee but sochti hai ki personally jaake milay kyonki Vicky gusse mein chala gaya thaa.

Subah ki sair pe bhi Vicky usay ignore kar deta hai. Ayesha ko lagta hai ki Vicky bahut zyada gussa hai.

Takreeban 9 baje Vicky ke darwaaze ki ghanti bajti hai “ding dong”

Vicky abhi baniyan aur towel mein hee hota hai aur waise hee darwaza khol deta hai. Saamne aayesha thee.

Vicky – oh memsaab aap, aaiye aaiye

Ayesha – hmmmm toh ye ghar hai Vicky ji ka

Vicky – ji, kahe ka ghar

Ayesha – bada saaf suthra rakkha hua hai

Vicky – haan thoda safai pasand hoon

Ayesha – good good

Ayesha idhar udhar dekhti hai toh 1-2 adult magazines bhi dikh jaati hai, wo smile karti aur ignore kar deti hai.

Vicky – bathiye memsaab. Kaise yaad kiya

Ayesha – arrey tum mere dost ho toh bina matlab ke bhi aa sakti hoon naa

Vicky – ji memsaab

Ayesha – waise tum kyon chale gaye

Vicky – ji wo ji wo

Ayesha – main jaanti hoon kya hua, ho jaata hai

Vicky chup raheta hai aur phir bolta hai “memsaab aap itne sundar ho ki rok nahin paaya apne aap ko”.

Ayesha baniyaan mein Vicky ke muscles dekhti hai. Vicky ka shareer bahut tagda tha.

Ayesha – Vicky I am sorry

Vicky – sorry for what

Ayesha – arrey us din ke liye

Vicky – aapne kya kiya

Ayesha – mujhe handle achhe se karna chahiye thaa

Vicky – memsaab aap bahut hee mast jism ki maalkin ho, kisi ko bhi paagal kar do, main kya cheez hoon

Ayesha – chup badmaash

Vicky – aagey se dhyaan rakhunga

Ayesha – kya

Vicky – ki aap pakad naa paao…. Ha ha ha

Ayesha – ha haha

Vicky – memsaab bahut taraasha hua jism hai

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – toh phir back to old days

Ayesha – yes

Ayesha haath badhaati hai aur dono hand shake kartehain

Ayesha – Vicky tere aaj ke din ke liye good luck





Vicky – memsaab aap aaye hue ho to ruk jaao, dekhen aaj aapke yahan honay se kitna farak padta hai



Ayesha – achcha … chal theek hai



Vicky share trading ki site kholta but login nahin karta



Ayesha – kya hua Vicky



Vicky – memsaab aaj good luck kiss toh mili nahin



Ayesha – hmmmm (wo sochti hai daily to wo phone pe de deti hai but aaj kya kare)



Vicky – Memsaab kya soch rahi ho



Ayesha – Vicky wo …. Vicky wo



Vicky – samajhta hoon memsaab…. Koi baat nahin



Vicky apni companies track kar raha tha toh usko achha idea thaa ki kisme zyaada ur kismet kam munafa ya nuksaan hoga. Toh wo thode nuksaan mein ek shares bech deta hai, 100 share 5Rs per share ke nuksaan pe nikal jaate hain.



Vicky – oh shit



Ayesha – kya hua



Vicky – nuksaan ho gaya aur kya, 500 ka



Ayesha – hmmmmm



Vicky screen pe wo sharedikhaata hai Ayesha ko jo nuksaan mein jaa rahe hotay hain.



Vicky – memsaab aaj aapne good luck kiss nahin di toh dekho din kharaab ja raha hai



Ayesha soch mein pad jaati hai aur phir dheere se badh kar Vicke ke gaal pe …. “Muuaahhh good luck Vicky”



Vicky usay dekh kar smile karta hai “ab dekhti jaao memsaab”



Vicky – main aapke liye chaaye banata hoon



Ayesha – nahin tum baitho main banaati hoon



Vicky – arrey memsaab….



Ayesha uth ke kitchen mein jaati hai, Vicky abhi bhi towel aur baniyaan mein hai.



Ayesha leggings aur ek sleeveless kurta mei kayamat lag rahi thee. Safed leggings aur lal kurti-top mein wo bahut delicious lag rahi thee.



Vicky – memsaab aap is dress mein bahut sexy lag rahe ho



Ayesha – thank you thank you



Vicky – waise aaptoh agar burqa bhi pahen lo tabh bhi awesome lago….



Ayesha – bas kar bas kar



Vicky – sach kahe raha hoon



Ayesha – chup kar



Vicky – ji



Vicky apne laptop ko dekhta hai aur khush ho jaata hai



Vicky – thank you memsaab, aapki good luck kiss toh kamaal thee



Ayesha – kya hua…. Cup kahan hain



Vicky – cup chhodo, idhar aao dikhaata hoon



Ayesha – haan bol



Vicky – dekho is sharemein koi 3500 ka faayda hoga abhi, aur thodi der ruk ke bechunga toh 5000 tak jaana chahiye.



Ayesha – wow …



Ab koi bahut badi baat nahin thee, ek badi company ke timaahi ke result acche aaye thhey, wo sabke liye expected hee thaa, par ye baat Ayesha ko nahin pata thee, isliye usay laga jaisa uske good luck ka kamaal hai.



Ayesha – ruk ke bechna



Vicky – memsaab uske liye bhi kismet chahiye



Ayesha smile karti hai aur ek chhoti si kiss uske gaalon pe kar deti hai…



Vicky chaaye laata hai aur apne cup mein se ek sip lekar kaheta hai “memsaab cheeni nahin daali kya”



Ayesha – daali toh thee



Vicky – ye dekho….



Kahete hue Vicky ne apna cup Ayesha ko de diya. Ayesha ne sip liya, “theek toh hai” aur cup waapas Vicky ko diya. Vicky ne sip liya “hmmmm ab bahut meethi ho gayi”



Ayesha samajh jaati hai aur smile karti hai “badmaash”



Dekhte dekhte 2 ghante nikal gaye



As she was about to leave, Vicky sells that share and bingo gets 5400 in earnings. He jumps in the air. She too claps and Vicky just hugs her. Due to height difference, his mouth is closer to her lower neck and hands rest just above her hips.



Vicky – thanks memsaab



Ayesha – welcome Vicky



Vicky – aap roz aa sakti ho



Ayesha – kyon



Vicky – good luck ke liye



Ayesha – roz…hmmmmm



Ayesha - kabhi tum aa jaao kabhi main



Vicky – ok memsaab



Vicky – memsaab no kiraya from you now. Aap mere lucky charm ho



Ayesha – ha ha thank you thank you



Abhi tak Vicky ne usay pakda hua tha.



Vicky – memsaab thoda jhuko toh sahi



Ayesha – chhotu ….ha ha ha ye lo



Vicky – mat jhuko, ab dekho



Aur Vicky Ayesha ki gardan pe kiss kar deta hai, yeh thodi lambi si kiss thee koi 10 second ke lagbhag. Kiss karte waqt Vicky ke haath thode neeche sarak bhi gaye, poori tarah Ayesha ki gaand pe nahin, par us say thoda upar.



Ayesha achambhit rahe jaati hai.



Vicky – Agli baar se apne aap jhuk jaana, varna jahan tak range hai, wahin pe kiss kar doonga



Vicky – Memsaab, thank you kiss thee ye. Aap mere liye bahut lucky ho.



Ayesha – wo toh main hoon (wo muskuraate hue kaheti hai)



Vicky – aur aap bahut sexy bhi ho (Vicky aankh maarke kaheta hai)



Ayesha – wo bhi main hoon.



Ayesha – ab main jaaun



Vicky apne haath chhod deta hai aur wo nikalte hue kaheti hai “bye chhotu”



Vicky – memsaab aap jaanti ho main chhotu nahin hoon (seedha seedha matlab ki mera lund chhota nahin hai ye aap jaanti ho)


Ayesha – bye chhotu bye chhotu (hanste hue chali jaati hai)

[hirarandi]

Jaise wo utarti hai building ki lift se, Mohd ka phone aata hai



Mohd – kahan ho

Ayesha – Ghar pe

Mohd – Toh landline kyon nahin utha rahi

Ayesha – apni society ki market se bread lene aayi thee

Mohd – mmmmm. Tum landline nahin uthaati toh mujhe chinta ho jaati hai.

Ayesha – daro mat miya ji, biwi nahin bhaagi ja rahi

Mohd – biwi ka toh pata hai, par uske peeche kitne hai kya karun

Ayesha – phir na karte hot biwi se shaadi

Mohd – ha ha ha

Ayesha poori baat chhupaa jaati hai ki wo pichle 2 ghante se Vicky ke ghar pe thee. Ghar pahunch ke lunch wagarah mein lag jaati hai aur phir so bhi jaati hai.

Takreeban 4 baje Vicky phone karta hai.

Vicky – hello memsaab

Ayesha – haan Vicky (ubaasi lete hue)

Vicky – aap so rahe thhey

Ayesha – haan yaar aankh lag gayi thee

Vicky – meri toh lottery lag gayi aaj

Ayesha – kya hua

Vicky – kuchh mahine pahele ekdum dooba hua share khareeda thaa, aaj 4 guna profit de gaya. Aapki toh good luck kiss hee nahin balki thank you kiss bhi kamaal hai

Ayesha – very good. I am happy for you.

Ayesha – Vicky tumhe ab ghar pe aana padega subah subah apna good luck lene

Vicky – kyon memsaab

Ayesha – wo aaj jab main wapas aa rahi thee tab Mohd ka phone aaya tha, wo land line pe try kar rahe thhey

Vicky – bahut bharosa hai apni biwi pe

Ayesha – smiles

Vicky – kahe deti Vicky ke paas thee

Ayesha – marwaaaoge

Vicky – achha main abhi aa raha hoon

Ayesha – aa jaao

Ayesha ne ghar pe ek afghani salwar aur sleeveless kameezpahena hua thaa jisme takreeban 3 inch ki mummo ki ghaati dikh rahi thee. Vicky hee toh aa raha hai soch wo kuch upar nahin leti. Thodi der mein Vicky aa jaata hai. Agle 5 minute mein wo batata hai ki kaise usay faayda hua.



Vicky – memsaab ek thank you kiss banti hai



Ayesha – ye kisses kuchh zyada nahin ho rahi



Vicky – mat do memsaab, honay do mera nuksaan



Ayesha ko baat chubh jaati hai, kahin na kahin market mein us gunde se bachaane ke liye wo Vicky ki tahe dil se shukrguzaar thee. Dimaag ke kisi konay mein, Vicky ka naam rakhwaala shabd se jud gaya thaa.



Ayesha – tera nuksaan nahin hona chahiye – khush



Vicky – aaj good luck ke saath penalty bhi hogi



Ayesha – achha baba tu khush rahe



Vicky – khadi ho jaao



Ayesha khadi ho jaati hai aur jaise hai. Hamesha ki tarah aadat anusar Ayesha ne ghar pe bhi kareeb chaar inch unchi pencil ke kaale sandal pahan rakhe the. Vicky uski gardan pe apne honth chipkaata hai, paas mein padi landline ki ghanti baj jaati hai. Phone pe caller Id lagi dekh wo samajh jaati hai ki wo Mohd ka phone hai.



Ayesha – Vicky phone hai



Vicky – uthaa lo, mera good luck mat kharab karo



Ayesha “good luck mat kharaab karo” pe hans padti hai aur phone uthaa leti hai. Ab hua aise ki phone ki taar aur Ayesha ke jism ke beech mein Vicky hai aur uska moonh Ayesha ki gardan pe hai aur uske haath uske hips se thoda sa upar.



Mohd – hello kaisee ho



Ayesha – theek hoon



Mohd – yaar main thoda late ho jaaunga



Ayesha – kitna late



Abhi tak Vicky kiss kar raha thaa aur ab uski jeebh bhi baahar aa gayi thee aur wo Ayesha ki gardan ko chaat raha thaa. Laal surk kameez mein gori chitti Ayesha nikhar ke aa rahi thee, tight kameez mein uski uroz baahar aane ko aatur thhey. Kaun aisa mauka chhodta. Vicky ne kaunsa usko apni bahen maana tha. Ayesha ki saanse bhaari honay lagin



Mohd – baj jaayenge 10



Ayesha – 10 …… hmmmmmm



Itne mein Vicky ka haath aayesha ke hips pe chala jaaata hai, wo ekdum saans rok leti hai, thoda gap banaane ke liye wo peechhe hoti hai but peeche ki deewar pe chipak jaati hai, Vicky bhi uske saath peeche ho jaata hai, is movement mein uska haath kisi showpiece pe lagta hai aur wo neeche girta hai. Toot ta nahin hai but aawaaz hoti hai.



Mohd – kya hua



Ayesha – hmmm kuch nahin mmmm haath lag gaya tha metal ka piece gir gaya.



Abhi tak Vicky gardan ki left side pe chipka hota hai but mauke pe chauka maarte hue right side bhi ho jaata hai. Ayesha ki bhari bhari jhaangho ko koi cheez kiss karti hai. Ye apne Vicky ka lund tha jo ekdum mustaid tha.



Ayesha – hmmmm



Mohd – kya hua



Ayesha –kuchh bhi toh nahin



Mohd – ye saanse kyon bhaari ho rahi hain



Ayesha – arrey aapke phone se just pahele kuchh kha pee rahi thee, achanak phone aa gaya toh dhang se settle nahin ho payi.



Vicky ek second ke liye upar dekhta hai aur Ayesha neeche dono ki aankhe milti hain, wo usay hatne ka ishaara karti hai. Vicky mauke ko samajhte hue hat jaata hai.



Mohd – koi ghar par aaya hua hai kya



Ayesha – kaun aayega


Mohd – wo wo Vi…. Haan kaun aayega

Idhar Mohd ka dimaag ghoom raha hai ki kya wo Vicky se bachne ki koshish kar rahi thee yaa saath de rahi thee ki metal ka showpiece gir gaya. Kya chal raha hoga, kya wo usko daba raha thaa jab wo phone pe thee.





Ayesha – kya ho gaya



Mohd – Sorry sorry kuchh nahin



Ayesha – ok bye



Call khatm.



Ayesha – Vicky kya kar rahe thhey, ye toh dekh lete ki phone hai



Vicky sar jhuka ke baitha raheta hai



Ayesha – waise Vicky kitne paise bane aaj



Vicky – memsaab takreeban 8000



Ayesha – 8000 !!!!



Ayesha – Bahut dum hai meri good luck kiss mein



Vicky smile karta hai - Memsaab kal shares nahin khelunga



Ayesha – kya hua



Vicky – kal shraadh hai papa mummy aur sister ka



Ayesha – Oh



Vicky – Bas samajh lo aap ki isee kaam ke liye zinda hoon (aur Vicky ki aankhe nam ho jaati hain)



Ayesha – Vicky rotay nahin hain, main hoon na (kahete hue wo uske saath baith jaati hai aur side se hug karti hai)



Vicky apna sir uske kandhe pe rakh deta hai aur thodi der chup raheta hai.



Ayesha – Vicky Vicky kuchh toh bol….



Vicky – memsaab sach kahun, aap ab bahut important hotay jaa rahe ho mere liye



Ayesha – thanks Vicky



Vicky – memsaab 4 din ke baad Navratri shuru hain, dandiya yaad hai na



Ayesha – haan ji, bahut aag lagi hai mujhe us lehenge choli mein dekhne ki, kameene main sab samajhti hoon



Vicky – ab kya Karen, mard hoon



Ayesha – chhotu mard



Vicky – haan kad mein chhotu sahi par us Mohammad ki tarah fattu toh nahin hoon



Vicky – saala naa mard



Ayesha – Vicky aisa nahin boltay



Vicky – arrey memsaab kya nahin bolte, saala ladkar haar jaata toh bhi izzat karta uski.. fattu



Ayesha – wo fattu sahi… tu toh hai na mera mard… matlab mere liye…



Vicky – haan haan main hoon na



Vicky – kabhi us gadhe ko chhodne ka man kare toh yaad rakhna main tayaar hoon aapko apna banaane ke liye



Ayesha – haan badmaash zaroor….



Agli subah Vicky uthta hai, khud ***** bhoj banata hai, akele bada honay ki wajah se usaay khud khana banana aata tha. Wo ek achha cook bhi tha. Mandir jaakar ek pandit panditayan ko bulaata hai aur unko poori shradhha se bhojan karwata hai aur daan dakshina dekar vida karta hai. Uska man aaj bhaari thaa, ro raha thaa baar baar. Koi nahin thaa uske saath. Wo 2-3 baar balcony mein gaya thaa waise hee, 1-2 baar Ayesha ne dekha ki wo kitna udaas tha. Wo samajh sakti thee par kuchh kar nahin sakti thee. Takreeban 2.30pm pe Ayesha ne Vicky ko call kiya.



Vicky – hello memsaab



Ayesha – kaise ho Vicky



Vicky – ji theek hoon



Ayesha – Samajh sakti hoon ki udaas hogey



Vicky – ji



Ayesha – Achcha jo shraadh mein karna hota hai, wo sab theek ho gaya



Vicky – ji



Ayesha – dekho mujhse zyada toh pata nahin hai



Vicky – aapne pooch liya wohi bahut badi baat hai



Vicky – waise ***** bhoj maine khud banaya tha



Ayesha - waah, toh tumhe cooking bhi aati hai



Vicky – memsaab akela bada hua hoon, ye toh seekhna hee tha



Ayesha – khaana swaad banaate ho



Vicky – kheer banaayi hai, laata hoon, khud check kar lena



Ayesha – hmmmmm



Thodi der mein Vicky Ayesha ke saamne baitha tha. Ayesha ne ek tight si salwar kameez paheni thee jiska gala deep aur chauda thaa aur peeche se bhi peeth bhi gaheri thee. Ayesha ko aise suit pasand thhey.



Ayesha – laa Vicky kheer de mujhe



Vicky – main khilaunga



Ayesha – main khalungi



Vicky – kaha na main khilaunga



Ayesha – achha baba



Vicky chamach le aata hai aur bade pyaar se Ayesha ko khilaane lagta hai



Ayesha – mmmmm bahut swaad hai



Vicky – dekh lo shaadi kar lo mujhse, fattu ki jagah mard milega aur cook bhi



Ayesha – ha ha ha zaroor



Vicky ke saamne Ayesha ke ubhaar hotay hain, wo dekh raha hota hai aur Ayesha pakad leti hai.



Ayesha – Vicky…



Vicky – dekhne do na, mard hoon, fattu nahin



Ayesha chup ho jaati hai and sir side mein karke halki si smile karti hai.



Vicky – dekh loon memsaab



Ayesha – mard poochte hain kya…… nahin nahin



Vicky muskukaraata hai



Vicky – memsaab aapko uppar waaley ne tassalli se overtime mein banaya hoga.


Ayesha smiles.

[hirarandi]

Khaate khaate thodi si kheer Ayesha ke honth ke side pe bahar lag jaati hai. Wo haath se saaf karne lagti hai, but Vicky ishaare se rok deta hai. Usay lagta hai ki towel se saaf karega, Vicky apni ungli aagey le jaata hai aur us kheer ko saaf kar apni ungli chaat jaata hai.



Vicky – mmmmmm kheer ka swaad badh gaya

Ayesha – chup badmash

Vicky kheer khilaate khilaate jaan ke thodi si Ayesha ke mummo ki uppari taraf gira deta hai aur Ayesha ke react karne se pahele hee apna haath wahan le jaata hai aur dheere se saaf karta hai.

Ayesha – aaah mmmmmm

Aur achanak wo hosh mein aati hai, “Vicky bas bahut kheer khaa li, bahut swaad thee”

Vicky – welcome

Vicky – memsaab, ek permission chahiye thee

Ayesha – mard aur permission

Vicky – ji iske liye chahiye

Ayesha – bolo

Vicky – meri balcony se aapka kamra dikhta hai

Ayesha – haan toh

Vicky – kya main aapko aapke kamre mein dekh sakta hoon

Basically Vicky usay kahe raha tha ki tumhe taad sakta hoon.

Ayesha ko samajh nahin aata ki kya bolay aur phir kaheti hai “tumhari aankhen hain”

Ayesha – Vicky main tum pe bahut bharosa karti hoon

Vicky – Memsaab kabhi nahin todunga – haan thoda bahut taad loonga kabhi kabhi

Ayesha – pakka na

Vicky – ekdum pakka but haan main thoda shaitaan hoon

Ayesha – wo toh tum ho hee

Vicky – achha memsaab main chalta hoon

Ayesha – ok Vicky

Vicky – kal ke liye good luck kiss?

Ayesha – tu nahin bhoolta

Ayesha baithee hoti hai aur Vicky jaakar jhuk ke waha pe kiss karta hai jahan kheer giri thee. Mummo ke shuru honay wali jagah


Ayesha – aah Vicky ….mmmmmm



Ayesha – ho gaya good luck



Vicky – abhi bacha hai thoda



Vicky uske kharboozon ko halka sa chaat leta hai.



Ayesha – mmmmm…. Bas Vicky



Vicky – hmmmmm



Vicky chala jaata hai aur soch ke khush hota hai ki Ayesha ab uske kareeb aati ja rahi hai. Idhar Vicky lift se nikalta hai aur udhar Mohd aata hai aur Vicky ko apni building ki lift se nikalta dekh leta hai. Aaj wo achaanak jaldi aa gaya tha aur ab Vicky yahan pe.



Mohd ke dimaag ke ghode chal padte hain aur wo phir Vicky aur Ayesha ka love scene imagine karne lag jaata hai aur khundak mein ghar pahunch jaata hai aur bina baat ke Ayesha pe gussa nikaalta hai. Dono mein Vicky ko lekar khoob kahasuni hoti hai. Mohd usko khoob galat bolta hai.



Phir subah uth ke usay lagta hai ki wo bahut zyada bol gaya, isliye Ayesha ko sorry bol bol kar manaane ki koshish karta hai. Upar se toh Ayesha maan jaati hai par andar se ek chot thee, ki uska pati fattu hee nahin shakki bhi hai.



Jaise hee Mohd dikhta hai apni car mein jaata hua uske kuchh minute baad Vicky Ayesha ko call karta hai.



Vicky – morning memsaab



Ayesha – morning Vicky



Vicky – kaisee hain aap



Ayesha – main theek hoon



Vicky – theek nahin… aap had se zyada sundar ho



Ayesha smiles.



Ayesha – ek tu hee hai jo mujhe chane ke jhaad pe chadaata raheta hai



Vicky – aur kahan chadhaun



Ayesha – ha ha ha



Vicky –Good luck lene aaun?



Ayesha – aa ja aa ja, ye bhi chale gaye hain office.



Ayesha ne ye baat bahut sahaj bhaav mein boli thee, lekin theek usee samay Mohd bell bajaane waala tha. Offie ki koi chaabi bhool gaya thaa aur “aa ja aa ja ye bhi chale gaye hain office” sunke uski jhaante sulag gayi.


Ab Mohd ko samajh nahin aa raha tha ki wo kya kare. Kismat se uske saath waale makaan mein koi nahin thaa, kuch din ke liye gaye hue thhey. Mohd chup chaap ek seedi upar chad jaata hai aur wait karta hai. Aaj toh marne maarne waali baat thee.

Kuchh hee der mein usko lift ki light jalti hui dikhti hai aur darwaza khulta hai aur apna Vicky full masti mein darwaaza knock karta hai





Ayesha – aaja aaja Vicky



Vicky – memsaaab hot lag rahi ho



Ayesha – tu andar aa



Ye sunke Mohd jal bhun jaata hai. Wo chup chaap darwaaze ke paas chala jaata hai aur keyhole se dekhne lagta hai.



Ayesha ne ek short kurti paheni thee aur leggings. Keyhole se mohd dekh nahin paata jahan par dono khade hain but sun pata hai



Ayesha – jaldi kar Vicky



Vicky – aap jaante ho mujhe time lagta hai



Ayesha – haan kal bhi tune bahut time lagaya thaa



Vicky – ab main bhi toh mard hoon



Yeh sunke baahar Mohd ke lund mein kasaav badh raha tha. Par market wali baat yaad kar ke uski fati bhi hui thee. Agar Vicky gunde Ali se nahin dara toh us se kya darega. Kaise usne Ali ko majboor kar diya tha ek baari mein.



Ayesha – Bilkul ho



Vicky – Mujhe aapke saath bahut mazaa aata hai



Mohd sochte hue – saale itni patakha maal hai, mazaa toh aayega hee. But agli line sunke wo sulag jaata hai



Ayesha – mujhe bhi. Tu bahut achha hai.



Ayesha – aaj kaise Karen, khade khade ya phir…..



Ayesha – ouch…. Aaram se



Mohd ka lund full tight aur gand fat chuki hoti hai.



Andar asal mein Vicky ne Ayesha ko kheencha tha ki wo khadi na rahe. Uske kheenchne se high heels mei uska balance bigad jaata hai aur wo sofay pe girti hai, koi chot nahin aur Vicky ko tang karne ke liye moonh dusri ore kar leti hai. Vicky ko mauka dikhta hai aur wo uske uthne se pahele hee uske upar chad jaata hai aur Good Luck kiss ke naam pe peeche se uski gardan pe kiss kar raha hota hai. Leggings mein uski gaand aur bhari bhari jaanghe ubhar ke dikhti hai. Ab is pose mein Vicky uske upar Chadha hua thaa aur uska asaadhaaran size ka lund jaagne lag gaya tha.



Ayesha – aaj achhe se karna Vicky (Ayesha ne baat apni taraf se share trading ke liye boli thee but bahar sunke Mohd paagal ho gaya)



Vicky – mmmmmmmm



Ayesha ko bhi ab uski gaand pe Vicky ke lund ke tight honay ka aabhaas ho raha tha. Pehele toh wo chaunkti hai phir sochti hai ki jawan hai aur ye toh expected he tha. Jaise jaise Vicky kiss ya kahen uski gardan chaat raha tha waise hee uska lund aur tight ho raha tha aur apni Ayesha ek baar toh sochti hai ki kaisa hoga. Phir achanak uth padti hai.



Vicky – kya hua



Ayesha – ab bas



Vicky dekhta hai ki uski saanse bhari ho gayin theen aur vishal vaksh upar neeche ho raha tha.



Vicky – aisa kaise. Aap chahati ho ki main aaj kam karun (Vicky ka reference bhi share profit pe tha)



Ayesha – nahin nahin



Vicky – phir idhar aao na



Ayesha – chal aise khade khade



Vicky usay darwaaze ke saath ki diwar pe chipka deta hai aur gardan pe chaatna shuru.



Ayesha – mmmmm



Baahar mohd ki pichkaari chhooot jaati hai. Idhar Vicky bhi hat jaata hai



Vicky – ok memsaab, phir thank you karne aaunga



Ayesha – ha ha zaroor.



Vicky – love you memsaab



Ayesha – love you Vicky.



Yeh ek dostana love you tha jo Mohd ke tatte fry karne ke liye bahut thaa. Ye samajhte hue ki wo baahar nikelega Mohd uppar ki seedi pe waapas jaata hai aur phone karta hai.



Ayesha – haanji



Mohd – chaabi rahe gayin, aa raha hoon lene



Ayesha – ok



Vicky ghar chala jaata hai aur shares mein achhe paise kamata hai. Idhar Ayesha koi ghar ka kaam kar rahi hoti hai aur bahut chhoti si pink color ki baby doll nightie aur unchee heel waale kaale sandals mein hoti hai. Vicky waise hee apni doorbeen se dekhta hai aur kyonki Ayesha ke kamre ki light jal rahi thee toh usay saaf dikhaayi deta hai. Vicky usay phone karta hai



Ayesha – haan Vicky



Vicky – thanks memsaab aapki help ke liye



Ayesha – welcome. Paise achhe bane



Ayesha – mera hissa



Vicky – hissa kya memsaab main aapka hua



Ayesha –ha ha



Vicky – memsaab aap is shorts T-shirt mein hot lag rahi ho



Ayesha – hain?? Tujhe kaise pata



Vicky – aapse permission maangi thee dekhne ki, toh dekh raha hoon.


Ayesha – dekh raha hai ki main kaam kar rahi hoon, ye nahin hua ki aa jaaun (Ayesha ko lag raha tha ki wo ek baar balcony mein gayi thee toh isne dekh liya hoga, toh usay tang karne ke liye aisa bolti hai)

[hirarandi]

Udhar office mein Mohd ka dimaag kharaab ho rakkha tha, ek toh usne apni biwi ki bewafai suni thee aur upar se uska lund bhi khada ho gaya tha. Wo bachpan se hee fattu tha. Wo Vicky ko raaste se hataana chahata tha par kaise, wo nahin samajh aa raha tha. Phir usay yaad aata hai ki wo agar Ali (gunda) ko bolay toh kaam ban sakta hai. Par fat jaati hai soch ke ki security officer case ho jaayega.



Idhar apna Vicky ghar pahunch jaata hai Ayesha ke

Ding dong

Ayesha – aayi

Vicky – aaja

Ayesha darwaaza kholti hai

Vicky seeti bajaata hai

Vicky – memsaab maal lag rahi ho

Ayesha sharmaa jaati hai….

Ayesha – main change karke aati hoon

Vicky uski baazoo pakad leta hai

Vicky – nahin memsaab, matlab aap mujhe paraya maante ho

Ayesha – nahin nahin Vicky

Vicky – phir

Ayesha – hmmmm ok

Baby-doll nightie neeche toh bas choot se 4 inch baad khatm ho rahi theen aur oopar ka kya kahen, wo aur kuchh nahin bra jaisi samajh lo. Sleeveless, kandhe par patli si 2 strips, deep gala aur naabhi se 3-4 inch upar khatm.

Vicky Ayesha ki baazoo nahin chhodta aur usko peeche se pakad hota hai

Vicky – memsaab mujhse door mat jaana kabhi

Ayesha – haan Vicky, aisa kyon soch raha hai

Vicky – aap mera lucky charm ho

Itne mein landline pe phir call aata hai.

Ayesha – inka hoga

Vicky – mobile pe kyon nahin karta, shak karta hai kya?

Ayesha – kya pata , jaane de

Vicky – karne do intezaar

Vicky uski gori chikni peeth pe ek geela chumban deta hai

Ayesha – aahhh

Ayesha – Vicky mat kar

Vicky – kya na karun, toh aap nahin chahati ki mujhe good luck do ya main aapko thanks karun

Ayesha – wo baat nahin hai…..mmmm

Vicky – phir karne do

Vicky phir ussay geele geele chumban deta hai uski peeth par.

Vicky – kaash tum meri biwi hotin memsaab

Ayesha – mmmmmm

Ayesha ko jaise jhatka lagta hai aur wo landline phone ki taraf bhaagti hai.

Idhar Mohd ki haalat kharaab thee sochke ki Vicky kya kar raha hoga uske saath. Phone kyon nahin uthaa rahi wo randi soch raha hota hai Mohd.

Ayesha – hello

Mohd – kahan theen, phone mein itni der

Ayesha – yahin theen yaar, bathroom mein

Mohd – toh haanf kyon rahi ho

Ayesha – tez tez aayi hoon

Itne mein Vicky aata hai aur peechhe se phir ek khoob geela chumban uski peeth pe deta hai aur uski kamar jakad leta hai.

Ayesha ouch bolti hai.

Mohd – kya hua

Mohd ko laga koi hai wahan par.

Ayesha – arrey cockroach thaa pair ke paas

Ayesha mud ke dekhti hai Vicky ko ki kyon kiss kar raha hai aur pakda kyon hai.

Vicky dheere se bolta hai “main mard hoon, mard poochte nahin hain, aapne kaha thaa”

Ayesha apne dialogue mein phans jaati hai.

Idhar Ayesha ki saanse bhaari ho rahi theen aur udhar Mohd ka lund tanaav pakad raha thaa aur gussa bhi aa raha tha.

Idhar Vicky Ayesha ko thoda neeche ki ore push karta hai aur kaheta hai “I love you memsaab” aur Udhar Mohd ko khusar phusar sunaayi deti hai par samajh nahin aata

Mohd – koi hai wahan, khusar phusar kya thee

Ayesha – line mein problem hai is BSNL ki, kaha tha ki private waali lagwa lo.

Vicky ka haath Ayesha ki kamar mein jaata hai aur wo side mein khada ho jaata hai aur dheere dheere uski malayidaar kamar ko malta hai. Ayesha usay aankh dikhaati hai aur wo hans padta hai aur halke haath se bye ka ishaara karta hua uski gaand pe halki chapat dekar nikal jaata hai.

Darwaaza band karne se pahele ek baar mudta hai aur Ayesha ko dekh muskurata hai, bechari bhi muskurati hai, aur darwaaza band ho jaata hai.

Mohd – ye kaisee awaaz thee

Ayesha – kuchh nahin ji, hawa se balcony ka darwaza band hua hai.

Mohd phir soch mein pad jaata hai ki uski super sexy biwi kiske saath khel rahi hai. Rahe rahe ke uske dimaag mein Vicky aata hai par Vicky aur Ayesha ki height ka farak hee usay hansne pe majboor kar deta hai.





Vicky ghar pahunch ke apna hisaab kitaab karta hai aur phir Ayesha ko call karta hai.



Ayesha – hello



Vicky – hello memsaab



Ayesha – kaise yaad kiya



Vicky – thank you kiss mein aapne jo support kiya uske liye



Ayesha – maine kahan …wo toh … tum



Vicky – memsaab aap '.s mein bhaijaan, ammi jaan wagarah isliye bolte hain na ki jo bahut pyaara ho, jaan se bhi zyada



Ayesha – haan



Vicky – toh aaj aap mere liye AJ ho gayi



Ayesha – AJ?



Vicky – Ayesha Jaan



Ayesha – ha ha ha



Ayesha – AJ… kahin Arun Jaitley mat bana dena



Vicky – ha ha



Vicky – AJ



Ayesha – hmmmm



Vicky – jaisee ho waisee rahena… love you



Ayesha – hmmmm



Vicky – AJ ek baar bol do



Ayesha – kyaa



Vicky – ki main tumhara mard hoon



Ayesha – kyaa?



Vicky – shaadi wala nahin …rakhwala types



Ayesha – hmmmm tum mere mard ho



Vicky – muuuuahhhhh



Ayesha – bye



Vicky – Jaan kya pahena hai



Ayesha – kyon bataun



Vicky – apne mard se mat chhupao



Ayesha – salwar kameez hai, churidaar



Vicky – AJ ek baar balcony mein aao na, mere saamne wali



Ayesha – kyon ji



Vicky – dekhna hai jaan



Ayesha – oye jaan waan kya



Vicky – AJ means Ayesha Jaan



Ayesha – badmaash


Vicky – aa jaao naa, samajh lo meri good luck wish hai.

Wo maan jaati hai aur balcony mein aati hai, idhar Vicky apni doorbeen lekar balcony mein aata hai.



Vicky – AJ chunni hataao



Ayesha – Vicky doorbeen kyon



Vicky – memsaab dekhunga kaise, aadmi hoon cheel nahin



Ayesha – ha ha



Vicky – ha ha … hatao chunni memsaab



Ayesha – nahin Vicky



Vicky – mere liye please…waise is suit mein kaatil lag rahi ho, darzi ne bahut pyaar se sila hai



Ayesha - hmmmm



Vicky – zara ghoomna, poori fitting dekhun



Jaise wo ghoomi Vicky ka kasa hua lund aur tight ho gaya. High heels ki wjah se kya shape aa rahi thee uski gaand ki.



Vicky – AJ, too good… aapke jism ke kasaav ne is churidaar ko nikhaar diya hai



Ayesha – kya



Vicky – AJ aapko pata hai ki aapka jism kisi ko bhi paagal kar de. Is churidar ki kya aukat aapke saamne



Ayesha – tu baatein bahut achhi banata hai



Vicky – main pitayi bhi achhi karta hoon



Ayesha – hmmmmm



Vicky – gaadi achhi chalata hoon



Ayesha – hmmmmm



Vicky – share trading achhi karta hoon?



Ayesha – hmmmmm…..



Vicky – aur thank you kiss?



Ayesha – hmmmmm………badmash



Vicky – AJ ek baar chunni pls pls



Ayesha – sirf 10 second ke liye



Vicky – done



Ayesha utaarti hai aur lagta hai ki Vicky kaid mein do nariyal ya papeete ya kharbooze dekh raha hai. Net ki bra mein safed kameez mein qaid wo kudrat ki kayanat kayamat dhaa rahae thhey



Vicky – lovely aaah….jaan…achha net wala bra pahena hai



Ayesha – kyaaaaa? (aur chunni se dhak leti hai)



Vicky – galat hai net wala nahin bra doosra hai?



Ayesha – net hai…. Nahin matlab tumhe kaise



Vicky – haath mein bahut achhi doorbeen hai….. sab dikhta hai



Ayesha – haaye ,.'…


Wo andar chali jaati hai.

[hirarandi]

Agley do din Shani Itwaar tha aur bazaar band aur Mohd ghar pe isliye koi mauka nahin bana. Beech mein Mohd market gaya tha aadhe ghante ke liye toh Ayesha ne phone kiya



Vicky – hello memsaab

Ayesha – kaise ho Vicky

Vicky- aapki yaad mein jee rahe hain

Ayesha – hmmmm ab inke saamne toh mil nahin sakte.

Vicky – ji

Vicky – Aj aap bahut achhe ho

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – Aapka dil bahut bada hai

Ayesha – thank you

Vicky – aur jahan dil hota hai, wo hissa bhi bahut bada hai

Ayesha – thank you…. Badmaash

Vicky – ha ha ha

Ayesha – ha ha ha

Vicky – memsaab navratri shuru ho gaye hain

Ayesha – hmmmm

Vicky – dandiya chalogi

Ayesha – hmmmm

Vicky – memsaab

Ayesha – haan bolo

Vicky – mmuuuahhhh

Ayesha – ye kyat ha

Vicky – kiss

Ayesha – good luck ya thank you

Vicky – na good luck na thank you

Ayesha – phir?

Vicky – aapke liye mera pyaar

Ayesha – badmaash

Ayesha – chal rakh ye aa rahe hain

Vicky – jaan

Ayesha – kya

Vicky – muuuuahhh

Ayesha – muuaah bas bye

Vicky – bye jaan

Agle din Monday tha aur apna Vicky tayaar hokar subah ka chumban lene Ayesha ke ghar jaane lagta hai par usay tabhi Mohd ki car dikh jaati hai. Matlab ki wo ghar pe hai aaj. Vicky nazar rakhta hai uske ghar pe. Ek mauka milta hai jab Mohd market jaata hai tabhi Ayesha ka call aata hai

Vicky – haanji AJ

Ayesha – aaj ye ghar pe hain

Vicky – kyon naukri se nikaal diya

Ayesha – chup… Tour pe jaana hai 4 dinke liye.

Vicky – toh

Ayesha – shaam ko nikalna hai

Vicky – AJ bahut dino ke good luck thank you pending hain

Ayesha – hatt

Vicky – jab wo jaayega tab call karogi

Ayesha – haan

Vicky – bolo na haan mere mard

Ayesha – oye

Vicky – bolo na

Ayesha – hanste hue … haan mere chhotu mard

Vicky – love you memsaab ….. muuuahhh

Ayesha – muuuahhh

Ayesha – bye…

Vicky market jaata hai aur kuchh saamaan lata hai. Takreeban 5 baje Mohd nikal jaata hai. Vicky jaanke Ayesha ke ghar nahin jaata. Ayesha Vicky ke ghar ki ore dekhti hai toh usay lagta hai ki Vicky taxi chala raha hoga. Koi 6 baje Mohd ka phone aata hai.



Ayesha – haanji



Mohd – darling airport pahunch gaya, check in ho gaya hai



Ayesha – ok



Mohd – darling video chat karogi mujhse roz



Ayesha – bilkul (sochte hue isay kya ho gaya)



Mohd – will miss you honey



Ayesha – bye



Mohd – bye



Ayesha baar baar Vicky ke ghar ki taraf dekh rahi hoti hai par light band hoti hai. Thak haar ke wo 11.30 baje light band karke so jaati hai. Usay neend nahin aa rahi hoti.





Theek 12 baje Vicky usay call karta hai.



Ayesha – hello kya hua Vicky



Vicky – kuchh saal pahele aaj hee ke din ek bahut sexy ladki paida hui thee jiska dil bahut bada tha aur ek driver uska chotu mard ban gaya aur jiske chumban kismet badalne ke liye kaafi thhey



Ayesha – ha ha ha



Vicky – Happy Birthday jaan (wo jaanke Ayesha jaan ki jagah jaan kaheta hai)



Ayesha – tujhe yaad tha



Vicky – nahin roz phone karta hoon check karne ke liye. Of course yaad tha memsaab.



Ayesha – khush hotay hue…. Thank you thank you thank you



Vicky – jaan birthday treat



Ayesha – milegi milegi



Itne mein doorbell bajti hai.



Ayesha – Vicky koi aaya hai is time. Kaun hoga…



Vicky – kaun kya - main hee hoon, kab se khada hoon


Ayesha khushi se darwaaze ki ore jaati hai, bina sochay samjhe ki usne kya pahena hai. Usne ek noodle strap wali satin ki baby doll nighty paheni hoti hai jo ki uski maansal jhaanghon tak hee aati hai.Uske bhare bhare badan pe kasi hui nighty uske yauvan mein chaar chaand laga deti hai. Saaf dikh raha tha ki usne andar bra nahin paheni. Nipple nighty pe apni chhaap chhod rahe thhey. Kasi hui nighty mein uske maadak jism ke ubhaar, kataav kaatil lag rahe thhey. Iske alawa uske pairo mei unchee pencil heel waale slip-on sandal uski lambi sudaul tango aur gudaaz gaand ko aur bhi jyada sexy aur hot bana rahe the.

[hirarandi]

Jaise hee wo darwaaza kholti hai saamne Vicky ek haath mein bada sa bouquet, ek bada sa teddy bear aur cake liye khada hota hai. Vicky usay dekh kar dang rahe jaata hai but uske yauvan ka raspaan karna nahin bhoolta apni aankho se.


Vicky andar aata hai aur sabhi cheezen saamne table pe rakh deta hai. Wo darwaza band karti hai aur peeche mudti hai, saamne Vicky baahen khole khada tha, “happy birthday meri memsaab”

“Thank you Vicky thank you” kaheti hui Ayesha us say lipat jaati hai. Jo kaam Mohd ko karna chahiye tha wo Vicky kar raha thaa. Vicky usay kas ke pakad leta hai aur dil khol ke uski peeth pe haath ghumaata hai. Kad ke farak ki vajah se uske honth uski gardan aur chhaati ke upari bhaag tak pahunch rahe thhey aur wo wahin kiss karta hai.

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – happy …muuuahhh ….birthday …. Muaahh….

Ayesha – mmmmmm

Wo thodi door hoti hai aur Vicky phir usay gulaab ke phoolon ka bada sa guldasta deta hai. “Ayesha bouquet of roses for a rose” kahete hue thamaata hai

Ayesha – thank you Vicky

Vicky phir usay teddy bear deta hai

Aur phir cake khulta hai

Uspe likha tha “Happy Birthday Meri Memsaab, meri Ayesha jaan, meri sab kuchh”

Ayesha abhi tak apni nighty bhooli hui thee. Vicky candle jalaata hai aur vidhiwat taur se wo bhujaati hai aur cake kaat ti hai.

Ab aati hai cake khilaane ke baari, Vicky ek bada sa piece usko khilaata hai aur kuchh uske gaalon pe, gardan pe mal deta hai, jise dekh wo hansti hai. Phir Vicky ungli se uske jism pe lagi cream hatata hai aur chaat leta hai … “kya swaad hai iska meri jaan”





Ayesha ko samajh nahin aata wo kya kahe, is se pahele wo wahan se bathroom ke liye nikal paati, Vicky uski baazu se kheench ke usay sofay pe gira deta hai aur khud jhuk ke uske ek gaal se cake ki cream chaat leta hai.



Ayesha – aaah



Vicky – mmmmm kya namkeen ho gayi cream meri jaan ke jism ko chhooo ke



Ayesha apni tareef sunke muskurati hai



Ayesha – Vicky mat kar



Vicky – kya na karun



Ayesha – yehi



Vicky – jaan itna toh hum good luck kiss aur thank you mein bhi karte hain



Is se pahele Ayesha jawab deti, Vicky jhuk ke uski gardan aur upari chhaati se cream chaat leta hai. Is kashmakash mein uski nighty upar ho jaati hai aur bhari bhari jhaangen darshan deti hain. Vicky ka ek haath uski jaangh pe chala jata hai aur wo abhi bhi cream chaat raha hai.



Ayesha ko khoob mazaa aa raha tha….



Ayesha – mmmm Vicky bas mmmm





Vicky- hmmm memsaab….. love you



Ayesha – mmmm …bas Vicky



Vicky ki jeebh se Ayesha ke jism mein tarange daud rahi thee aur wo kasmasa rahi thee, phir achanak hee usne, Vicky ko thoda dhakka diya aur bathroom ki taraf chali gayi, moonh dhone. Vicky bhi wahin khada raha.



Ayesha ne socha ki nighty ke upar koi gown pahen liya jaaye aur uske aisa karne se pahele hee Vicky ne uski baazu pakdi



Vicky – memsaab mujhe cake nahin khilaaogi phir main bhi ghar jaaun



Ayesha – oh sorry



Vicky usay kheench ke le aaya aur Ayesha ne usay cake khilaya.



Ayesha – thank you Vicky



Vicky – thank you jaan



Ayesha smiles.



Vicky – jaan?



Ayesha – haan



Vicky – kuch pics ho jaayen


Aur Ayesha ke kuch sochnay se pahele hee wo selfies lena shuru kar deta hai. Vicky ab Ayesha ko uski kamar se pakde hue thaa aur selfies kheench rahe thhey jaise ki Jodi ho. Kuch 5-7 minute ke photo session ke baad, Vicky alag hota hai aur ghar jaane lagta hai.

[hirarandi]

Vicky – ok jaan got to go


Ayesha – thanks again Vicky

Vicky – kya sookha sookha thanks.

Ayesha bahut khush thee, iska bhi apna saroor hota hai aur isi saroor mein wo Vicky ke gaal ko chaat daalti hai aur phir aankh maar ke kaheti hai “ho gaya geela”

Vicky apna doosra gaal aagey kar ke kaheta hai “gandhiji ki baat maana karo”

Ayesha khoob hansti hai aur phir pahel gaal pe chumban aur phir zor se chaat daalti hai.

Jaane ko tayaar Vicky ek baar phir mudta hai aur Ayesha ko hug karta hai

“tum badalna mat meri jaan”

Ayesha – kya ab memsaab nahin rahi (usay chhedne ke liye kaheti hai)

Vicky – aap bata do ki kya bulaun

Ayesha – jo mera chhotu mard chaahe

Dono muskuraate hain aur Vicky ghar chala jaata hai.

Aaj Vicky ne uske dil mein khaas jagah bana lee thee aur wo behad khush thi aur uska mood romantic ho gaya tha. Aysha apne liye ek paig bana kar bedroom mei aa jaati hai…wo kabhi kabhar jab acche mood mei aur khush hoti thi… khaskar jab romantic mehsoos karti thi tab apne shohar Mohd ke saath aur kabhi akele mem bhi thoda bahut sharaab pi leti thi.


Saari raat wo sochti rahi ki Mohd call karega aur koi 3 baje jaakar soyi. Uska gussa bad raha tha. is dauran sone se pahle wo teen paig sharab ke pi gayi thi. Agle din subah Vicky phir call karta hai

Vicky – hello birthday girl

Ayesha – morning Vicky

Vicky – kaisee hai meri jaan

Ayesha – badiya

Vicky – jhoot mat bolo

Ayesha – kya jhoot

Vicky – jaanta hoon 3 baje jaakar soyi ho, us gadhe ke phone ke intezaar mein.

Ayesha – tumhe kaise pata

Vicky – main bhi teen baje soya hoon, chhoti light jala rakkhi thhe na bedroom ki..

Ayesha – thank you Vicky.. tu itni der jaagta raha

Vicky – ab mard hoon toh khyaal toh rakhunga… waise aap kya peeti rahi… apake haath me glass tha…?

Ayesha – kucch nahi Vicky… kal birthday ki khushi me rafta-rafta thodi si drink enjoy kar rahi thi
Vicky – kya… drink matlab sharaab… aap peeti bhi ho…?

Ayesha – wo bas kabhi kabhar… kaas mauke ya mood hone par….

Baatein karta karta Vicky Ayesha ke darwaaze pe pahunchta hai aur bell bajata hai, ek dabba rakh deta hai aur waapas seediyan utar jaata hai.

Ayesha – Vicky koi aaya hai



Vicky – main hold karun

Ayesha – haan haan ek minute

Ayesha dekhti hai ek dabba pada hai jispe likha tha “Happy Birthday meri aurat” from “aapka mard”

Ayesha – wo tum thhey

Vicky – ji

Ab tak Vicky building ke neeche pahunch chukka hota hai aur apni building ki lift leta hai. Line kat jaati hai aur dubaara call karne se pahele Ayesha dabba khol ke dekhti hai aur uski aankhen chaudi ho jaatin hain. Usme 3 set bra panty aur 2 bahut short nighties theen aur 2 mein se ek to bilkul transparent thee… aur do pair behad sexy high pencil heel ke designer sandals the. Wo sab cheese bahut mahenge brand ki thhi, sabka design aur style alag alag.

Vicky ka phone aata hai

Ayesha – Vicky ye gift

Vicky – teddy waali umr kahan rahi aapki

Ayesha – but but….

Vicky – size ka pooch rahi ho na

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – pahen ke dekh lo, change karna hua toh karwa doonga

Ayesha – par par …..

Vicky – kya karun mard hoon na…..

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – jaan aapka birthday celebrate karte hain

Ayesha – kaise

Vicky – timbertrail chalte hain Parwaanu

Vicky – mast jagah hai

Doston Parwaanu Himachal mein hai aur Chandigarh se jaao toh shuru shuru mein hee aa jaata hai. Zirakpur se Panchkula se Parwanoo koi 30 km ka rasta hai. Wahan pe ek rassi waali trolley (rope way) chalti hai aur aap upar bane resort mein jaa sakte ho. Achhi jagah hai.

Ayesha – sunaa toh maine bhi hai

Vicky – chalo yahan se 1 baje nikalte hain aur dinner ke baad waapas.

Ayesha – theek hai

Vicky – jaan pahene ke batao pahele ki mera guess theek tha

Ayesha – ok sir

Hairaan Ayesha baar baar bra panty dekhti hai aur sochti hai ki kaise usne size guess kiya. Uski 34 inch ki kamar… DD cup mumme aur 38 inch ki gaand kisi ko bhi paagal bana de par Vicky ne kaise guess kiya…. Sandals ka size bhi perfect tha kyonki Vicky ko yaad that jab pahle ek baar 17 sector mei dress ke saath khareede the.

Ek shabd ka message karti hai Vicky ko “perfect”

Vicky smile karta hai aur likhta hai “ sexy dress pahenna – aaj main aapka mard hoon”

Wo smileys waapas bhejti hai.

[hirarandi]

Uske bade bade stano pe wo net wali bra itni mast lag rahi thee and g-string panty ne gaand ke itne bade tarboozon ko bilkul nanga chhod rakha tha tha. Ek patle kapde ki tight jeans jaise chamdi ki ek aur parat lagti hai aur upar se chhota sa sleeveless top usay super sexy bana deta hai. Pairo mei paanch inch unchi pencil heel ke strappy sandals uske figure ko chaar chaand laga rahe the… Wo ek cotton ki jacket le leti hai ki agar thand hui toh. Dark lipstick aur goggles usay kisi heroine se kam nahin bana rahe thhey. Jeans naabhi se koi 3 inch neeche thee aur top nabhi se koi 3-4 inch uppar. Jacket bhi koi jeans ke shuru honay tak hee thee. Tang jacket ke neeche uski bhari bhari gol gol gaand tabaahi machaa rahi thee, maansal jhaanghen kahe rahi ho aao hamein chhuo. Mohd waise toh fattu thaa par usne Ayesha ko modern dress pahen ne ki khoob chhoot de rakkhi thhee. Usay mazaa toh aata tha jab sab Ayesha ko dekhte thhey par koi agar line cross kar deta thaa tab uski fat jaati thee.



Wo Vicky ko call karti hai.

Vicky – hello jaan

Ayesha – chalen

Vicky – ji memsaab main taxi laata hoon

Building ke neeche pahunchte pahunchte wo apni jacket pahen leti hai aur Vicky ek driver ki tarah taxi le aata hai. Aur wo peeche ki seat pe baith jaati hai taaki sabko lagey ki usne kahin jaane ke liye taxi lee hai.

Vicky – Happy Birthday jaan

Ayesha – thank you …(muskuraati hai ki kahan Vicky itni baar wish kar raha hai aur kahan uska pati)

Vicky – us gadhe ne ek baar bhi nahin wish kiya

Ayesha – nahin

Itne mein gaadi society se koi 2 km aa jaati hai aur Vicky gaadi rok deta hai. Ayesha apne aap aagey aa jaati hai aur uski jacket utar jaati hai. Jacket utarne se jo drishya saamne aaya usne Vicky ko khush kar diya par Vicky ne apne pe control rakkha aur Zirakpur chowk cross karke jab wo highway se Parwanoo ki ore jaane lage, usne ek side pe gaadi roki aur baazu se Ayesha ko apni ore kheenchte hue uski gardan, kandhe aur gaalon pe chumbano ki bauchhaar kar di.

Vicky – Happy Birthday … mmmm … memsaab….jaan

Ayesha ko khoob mazaa aa raha tha par wo control rakhna chahati thee.

Ayesha – Vicky bas kar…..aah…aah

Vicky thoda sa peeche hat ta hai aur ekdum se sir jhuka kar Ayesha ki naabhi ko chaat ke uspe halki phook maarta hai jis se Ayesha aachhambhit ho jaati hai aur Vicky ke sir ko pakad kar apne andar daba dete hai. Jeebh, ungli, daant, phook ke combination se Vicky ne usay paagal kar diya tha. Usay bahut masti chad rahi thee lekin achaanak usay dikhta hai ki koi traffic security officer wala aa raha hai, gaadi ki pichli taraf se.

Ayesha – Vicky uth security officer wala aa raha hai

Vicky – hmmmm… saale ki bahen ki…..

Ayesha hansti hai aur Vicky gaadi bhaga leta hai.

[hirarandi]

Parwaanoo resort pahunch kar wo gaadi park karte hain aur guard Ayesha ki taraf darwaza kholta hai aur khush ho jaata hai, beshak usne jacket pahen lee thee par abhi bhi mummo ke beech ki ghaati saaf dekhi jaa sakti thee.



Welcome memsaab kahete hue guard ki nazar Ayesha ke mummo se uske chahere ki ore jaati hai. Itne mein Vicky bhi aa jaata hai aur Ayesha ki kamar mein haath daalke reception ki taraf chal padta hai. Sab guard hairan thhey ki itna badiya maal aise bande ke haath kaise.

Reception pe rope-trolly ki ticket lete hain, 1200 prati vyakti ki ticket bahut mahengi thee par Vicky paise deta hai aur uska haath Ayesha ki gaand ki taraf chal padta hai kamar se. Log dekh rahe thhey, isliye wo Vicky ka haath hata deti hai. Vicky sab samajhta hai par kuchh nahin kaheta, wo Ayehsa ko naaraaz nahin karna chahata tha.

Trolley mein koi 12-14 log baithe thhey aur sab inhi ko dekh rahe thhey. Bandar ke gale mein motiyon ka haar waala case lag raha thaa. Aadmi log Vicky ki kismet se jal rahe thhey aur aurten/ladkiyan soch rahi theen ki Vicky mein koi baat toh hogi jo itna badhiya maal fasaa rakkha tha. Khair, Ayesha ne khoob pics leen, neeche vaadiyon ka nazaara bahut sundar tha. Koi 8-9 minute ki ride ke baad wo upar ki ore pahunch gaye, wahan se nazaaara aur bhi sundar thaa, baadal udte hue dekhe jaa sakte thhey. Us din subah toh dhoop thee lekin baad mein mausam khoob romaani ho gaya tha. Baadal, halki halki fuhaaar mood ko aur maadak banaane ke liye paryaapt thee. Upar waale resort mein khuli jagah thee jahan badi badi kursiyan bhi lagi theen, Vicky ne peene ke juice, cold drink, khaane ke liye snacks mangwaaye to Ayesha boli ki uska birth day hai to sirf cold drink se kaam nahi chalega… beer honi chahiye. Vicky ne use kaha ki wo drink nahi karta to Ayesha ne bhi us zor nahi diya lekin Vicky ne apne liye to cold rink par Ayesha ke mana karne ke bawajood uske liye beer mangwaayi. Do oonchi back wali kursiyon ko bahar ki taraf moonh karke rakkha gaya aur ek atyadhik sundar drishya saamne tha. Ayesha toh khush ke maare paagal ho gayi. Waiter ko ishara karke Vicky ne paas ki kursiyan door karwa deen thee taaki koi disturb na kar sake. 100 Rs ke note mein bahut taakat hoti hai.

[hirarandi]

aur waiter cold drink aur beer aur snacks rakh ke chale jaate hain. Ayesha beer peete hue saamne dekh rahi thee ki itane mei uski aankhon ke saamne ek heart shaped locket lehraane laga. Sonay ka locket dekhne mein bahut sundar tha. Jaisee khushi aurton ko zevar dekh hoti hai, waisee hee Ayesha ko bhi hui…



Ayesha – ye mere liye Vicky?

Vicky – ji

Ayesha – par par….

Vicky – daro mat raseed tumhare naam ki banwayi hai, us chutiye ko kahe dena ki tumne khareeda hai.

Ayesha ko Vicky ka Mohd ko Chutiya kahena bura nahin laga.

Vicky – ab pahena doon?

Ayesha ne apne khoobsoorat baal ek taraf kiye aur Vicky ne uske gale mein wo locket pehnaya.

Ayesha – thanks Vicky

Vicky uski side mein khada tha aur Ayesha uski ore dekh rahi thhee, is baar wo neeche jhuka aur uske honth Ayesha ke kapkapaate honth se jaa miley. Kuchh second tak toh sirf lab se lab miley rahe par phir dheere dheere dono ke lab khuley aur zubaan se zubaan, labon se zubaan ka milan bhi huya. Koi 15 second ke milan ke beech gadhe ka call aa gaya aur ekdum ghabra ke wo peeche hat gayi

Ayesha – haanji

Mohd – aur kya haal hai jaanu

Ayesha – theek hai

Mohd – baahar ho kya

Ayesha (beer ka ghoont peete hue )– haan zara ghoomne nikali thee

Mohd – taxi mein

Ayesha – haan

Mohd – wo Vicky ki taxi mein

Ayesha – haan

Mohd – tumhe aur koi taxi nahin miltee

Ayesha – uske saath main safe hoon

Mohd – mujhe wo kafir pasand nahin

Ayesha – mujhe koi farak nahin padta

Mohd – kahan hai wo

Ayesha – mujhe kya pata, chhodkar chala gaya

(Abhi yahan par Vicky toilet ki ore chala jata hai, Ayesha ko ishara kar ke)

Mohd – dekho tum had se baahar jaa rahi ho

Ayesha – kaisee had Miyan ji, jab bachaane ki baari aayi thee toh wohi that jisne gunde ke pitaayi ki thee

Mohd – ye ladna in gunde mawaaliyon ka roz ka kaam hai

Ayesha – apni biwi ki izzat nahin bacha sakte tum

Mohd – Ayesha

Ayesha – kya Ayesha…ek ladka mahenat se paise kamaana chahata hai taxi chala ke aur tum apna kafir wala logic laate ho..chhi

Baat bigadte dekh Mohd thoda dheela ho jaata hai





Mohd – sorry jaanu…pata nahin kyon mujhe wo pasand nahin aata



Ayesha – sorry jaanu…mujhe aata hai



Mohd – kya??



Ayesha – koi shaadi nahin kar rahi... har banda pasand hai jo aurton ki izzat bachaaye



Mohd – chalo shaam ko baat karenge



Ayesha – ok



Call khatm hoti hai aur Ayesha ka gussa charam pe “itni himmat Mohd ki mujhpe shak kare. Saala phattu, chutiya, gadha….mujhpe shak….birthday tak yaad nahin aur ulta mujhpe ilzaaam….sahi kaheta hai Vicky ki fattu hai” aisa sochti badbadaati hui apni beer khatam karke Ayesha apne konay se baahar aakar khadi hoti hai aur tabhi uske kaano mein aawaaz aati hai



Ladka1 – waah yaar kya maal hai



Wo ghoomti hai aur dekhti hai ki 2 ladke beer pee rahe hain.



Ladka2 – Salim bhai kayaamat hai saali, isko toh chaat jaaun



Ladka1 – main bhi yusuf bhai ….ha ha ha



Dono ladke uth ke Ayesha ki taraf jaate hain aur selfie ki zid karte hain, dono usay ek ek taraf se gher lete hain aur selfie lene lagte hain. Aur is selfie ke liye wo uski gaand bhi daba dete hain. Paheli photo ke liye jaise hee pahla ladka button dabata hai waise he eek haath phone pe lagta hai aur phone saamne ghaheri vaadi ya khaayi mein gir jaata hai. Ladke ke ghoomne se pahele uski gardan daba di jaati hai aur aagey badhte hue doosre ladke ke tatton mein laat pad jaati hai. Doosra ladka neeche gir pada aur girte hue us ke tatton phir ek purzor prahaar hua, is baar nokili ladies sandel ne uski jaan nikaal dee. Pahle ladke ko bhi ab tak tin mukke uske pate mein pad jaate hain, uski hawa nikal jaati hai.



doosra ladka khoob zor se chillaya “aaaaahhh….bahenchod……”



Uski cheekh sun aur log aa gaye aur Ayesha ke bataane par sabne dono ladko pe haath saaf kiye. Bheed ke shorgul mein Vicky ne doosre ka phone aur unki car ki chaabi jo table pe padi thee, neeche khaayi mein fenk di aur wahan se nikal gaye.



Is se pahele shorgull khatm hota, Vicky Ayesha trolley lekar neeche aa chuke thhey aur gaadi mein baith rahe thhey. Ayesha Vicky ki ore dekh rahi thee aur Vicky ka dhyaan wahan se nikalne pe tha. Agle 5 minute baad dono wahan se koi 2-2.5 km door aa gaye thhey aur pahadon se utar rahe thhey.



Ayesha – Vicky



Vicky – ji memsaab



Ayesha – thanks again Vicky



Vicky – welcome memsaab



Ayesha ko chid machti hai ki Vicky usay Memsaab kahe ke door kar raha hai aur apna Ayesha jaan ya jaan use nahin kar raha.



Ayesha – kya main sirf ab memsaab hoon



Vicky – kya memsaab nahin ho



Ayesha – AJ nahin hoon



Vicky – ho



Ayesha – gaadi side mein rok



Gaadi side mein rukti hai aur Ayesha ki jacket pichhli seat pe jaati hai. Ayesha Vicky ko apni ore kheench ke



Ayesha – thanks Vicky….



Dono ke honth milte hain. Upar wala honth upar waale honth ka sparsh paata hai aur neeche wala neeche waale ka, phir upar wala neeche waale ke aur phir neeche waala upar waale ka. Phir Ayesha ki jeebh uske honth chaat ti hai aur phir Vicky ki jeebh Ayesha ke aur phir dono ki jeebhen ke doosre ke saath khelti hain. Ayesha ki aankhen madhoshi mein bandhain aur wo Vicky ka poora saath de rahi hot hai.



Muuahh muuahh muuaah ki awaazon se poori car bhar jaati hai..



Mmmmm aaahhhh aaaaa jaisee awaazon se pata chalta hai ki Ayesha madhosh ho chuki thee. Beer ki behad halki si khumari bhi wo mahsoos kar rahi thi.



Vicky masti mein apna haath uski badi chuchi pe rakh deta hai aur malna shuru karta hai, Ayesha ko bhi chadi hoti hai aur kuchh der tak wo bhi khoob enjoy karti hai.



Vicky – meri jaan



Ayesha – hmmmmm



Vicky – kyaa maal hai tu



Muuaahhh….slrrrrppppp…


Ayesha – aaah mere mard….Vicky.

[hirarandi]

Uske honthon se neeche hotay hue Vicky uski gardan ko chaat ta hua uski cleavage tak pahunch jaata hai aur zordar lick karta hai


Vicky – sssllllllrrrppppp

Ayesha – aaaaaahh …..

Aur is se pahele wo aagey badhte, car ke sheeshe pe dastak hoti hai

Thak thak

Dono chaunkte hain aur bahar dekhte hain, koi 10-12 saal ki ladki gulaab liye khadi thee aur unse khareedne ki darkhwaast kar rahi thee. Thoda thoda smile karti wo ladki Vicky ko dekh rahi thee

Vicky – kitne ka hai ek

Ladki – saab 10 Rupaye ka

Vicky – aur ye sab

Ladki – saab 200 lagenge

Vicky 200 Rupaye dekar sab gulaab le leta hai aur ladki ko kaheta hai ki wo Ayesha ko de aur Happy Birthday bolay

Ladki ek ek karke gulaab deti hai aur Janamdin mubaarak ho bolti raheti hai. Ayesha ki khushi ka koi thikaana nahin thaa.

Vicky gaadi chala deta hai.

Ayesha – Vicky thank you thank you thank you

Vicky – kya hua memsaab

Ayesha – mazaa aa gaya

Vicky – main itna achha kiss karta hoon

Ayesha – oye rascal

Ayesha – birthday ke liye

Ayesha – bachaane ke liye

Ayesha – haan aur tu kiss bhi theek thaak kar leta hai

Vicky – Ayesha ji aap meri jaan ban gayi ho

Ayesha muskuraati hai aur “majnu ji aagey dekho”

Us ladaayi ki vajah se plan chaupat ho gaya thaa, Vicky gaadi ghar ki ore le jaa raha hota hai. Ghar se kuchh door Ayeshapichhli seat pe chali jaati hai aur ghar ke liye lift leti hai. Vicky apni gaadi apne ghar laga deta hai.


Kuchh der baad Vicky ek packet uthaata hai aur Ayesha ke ghar jaata hai.

Ding dong

Ayesha – kaun

Vicky – main hoon

Ayesha – haan ji aao

Vicky happy birthday kahekar ek packet thama deta hai.

Ayesha – kitna birthday wish karega

Vicky – jitna mera dil chahe

Ayesha – kholun?

Vicky – I don’t mind, kapde kholo

Ayesha – chup oye, packet kholun?

Vicky – haan jaan

Ayesha packet kholti hai aur usme net ki ek jheene se transparent safed rang ki nightie nikalti hai jo full length ki hai par tango ke beech mein ek bada sa cut tha jo jaanghon ke Darshan karwata tha.

Ayesha uski taraf dekhti hai



Vicky – jaan bahut hot lagogi isme



Ayesha – but but



Vicky – meri jaan thank you bolte hain gift ke response mein.



Ayesha muskura padhti hai – thank you thank you



Vicky – jaan apne mard ko aise thank you bolte hain?



Ayesha – phir kaise bolte hain?



Kahekar Ayesha high heels pahne hone ke bawjood doosre kamre mein bhaagne lagti hai, Vicky uska peecha karta hai aur halka sa dhakka dekar usay bed pe gira deta hai. Ayeshaab ek tight leggings aur chhote top mein thee aur Vicky ek dheeli nikkar mein. Kyonki dono bhaag rahe thhey, toh jaise hee wo giri, Vicky bhi uspe gir pada aur sanyog se uski mahaan gaand pe uska mahaan lund lag gaya. Dono is pose mein ruke rahe. Wo bhari bhari saanse le rahi thee aur Vicky ka baayan haath uske baayen kandhe pe thaa



Vicky – jaan thank you to bolde



Dono zor se hanste hain. Itne mein Ayesha ki khala ka phone aa jata hai aur wo mobile uthaane drawing room jaati hai. Vicky uske peeche jaata hai aur jaise wo hans hans ke baat kar rahi hoti hai, Vicky uske baal pakadkar peeche ki ore kheench ke apni godi mein bitha leta hai aur uske haath Ayeshaki kamar mein hotay hain. Ayesha ki saanse bhaari ho jaati hain par uski baatein jaari raheti hain. Idhar Vicky ke haath kabhi uski jhaangen kabhi uski kamar aur dheere dheere karte uske mummo ki ore badh jaate hain.



Ayesha – aah



Phone – kya hua



Ayesha – kuch nahin



Vicky ke haath bade bade kharboozon ko dabaate hain, masalte hain. Ayesha ki machalti jawani apne par control nahin kar paati aur uski bhar bharkam gaand Vicky ki godi mein hilti hai aur Vicky ke lund ko jagaa deti hai.



Ayesha – hmmmmmm



Ayesha ki Khala– kya hua



Ayesha – kuchh nahin



Ayesha ki Khala – samajh rahi hoon beti



Ayesha – ha ha ha



Ayesha ki Khala – achha matlab time kam hai.




Ayesha – bye khala.

[hirarandi]

Ayesha Vicky ko jaane ko kaheti hai kyonki koi cousin jo us din by chance Chandigarh mein thee wo birthday wish karne aa rahi thee.



Vicky ko man masos ke jaana padta hai. Jaane se pahele wo Ayesha ko choomna chahata thaa but wo usay rok deti hai.

Ayesha – baad mein promise

Vicky – pakka

Ayesha – haan mere mard

Abhi Vicky apne ghar hee pahuncha hota hai ki ek gaadi neeche rukti hai aur teen log Ayesha ke ghar ki taraf jaane ke liye lift lete hain.

Abhi bhi time tha, toh Vicky neeche utar jaata hai bachchon ko cricket khelte hue dekhne ke liye. Aakhir Vicky bhi toh koi 18-20 saal ka ladka tha, toh uska man bhi karta hai ki khel le aur cricket se usay bahut pyaar thaa. Khoob cricket khelta thaa wo apne papa ke saath. Usne toh proper coaching bhi lee thee. Vicky unse request karta hai aur ladke maan jaate hain.

Vicky cricket mein expert tha aur bahut jaldi wo sabko out kar deta hai aur batting mein uski team ki jab buri haalat hoti hai toh wo aur ek ladka Aamir partnership kar ke game bacha lete hain. Aamir khelne mein halka hee thaa par partnership jam gayi thee. Zyada balls Vicky ne khelin aur usne kam but kaam ban gaya. Match jeet gaye.

Ladke Vicky se milay, uske baare mein poocha, jab Vicky ne bataya ki wo kaun hai toh kuchh side ho gaye. Aamir achha ladka tha aur Vicky ko apne ghar le jaane laga apne mummy papa se milwaane.

Ghar jaate waqt, Vicky us say poochta hai

Vicky – Aamir tere ghar mein kaun kaun hain

Aamir – papa gulf mein job karte hain, aajkal aaye hue hain. Main aur ammi. Ek chhoti bahen hai wo boarding college mein hai. Chhutiyon mein aati hai.

Vicky – ok

Vicky – Aamir tu kaunsi class mein hai

Aamir – bhaiya main 11th mein hoon

Vicky – matlab 16-17 saal ke ho

Aamir – ji bhaiya

Vicky – aur chhoti bahen

Aamir – bhaiya wo 9th mein hai ..15 saal ki hui hai

Itne mein ghar aa jaata hai aur Aamir Vicky ko milwata hai Mr aur Mrs Siddiqui se.

[hirarandi]

Abhi tak toh sab theek thaa, lekin jaise hee unhe pata chalta hai ki uski taxi hain Mr Siddiqui ka gussa saatwen aasmaan pe pahunch jaata hai.



Imran Siddiqui– sharam nahin aati tujhe, shareef ghar ke ladkon ke saath khelte hue. Drivers mein baith jaake. Pata nahin society waale kis kisko makaan de dete hain.

Aamir ki ammi… Heena Siddiqui rokne ki koshish karti hai but shohar ka gussa bahut zyada tha. Waise Aamir ki ammi maal thee.

Imran Siddiqui – tere maa baap kya karte hain.

Vicky – ji koyi nahin hain. Rail accident mein maare gaye.

Imran Siddiqui – Maare gaye ya phir pata nahin kaun thhey

Vicky ka man karta hai ki iska moonh tod de but wo chup rahe ke khoon ka ghoont pee jaata hai.

Vicky – Sir, main koi uthaay igira nahin hoon. Dad central government mein Gazetted Officer thhe, mummy physics ki teacher theen. Jis college mein main padhta tha, us college mein admission ke liye log ulte latke rahete hain. Samjhe!

Wo baahar nikal jaata hai.

Imran ki bolti band ho jaati hai.

Idhar ghar pahunchte hee usko call aata hai Ayesha ka. Ayeshaki ammi slip ho gayi theen aur unki taang ka maas phat gaya thaa. Ayesha ko bulaya tha help karne ke liye koi ek mahine ke liye.

Kahan wo Ayesha se maze lene ka soch raha tha aur kahan ye musibat. Din jo itna mast chada tha wo ab bekar hota jaa raha tha.

Ayesha ne phir call kiya

Ayesha – Vicky





Vicky – ji



Ayesha – kaise jaaun Amritsar



Vicky – train le lo ya phir main taxi mein le chalta hoon



Ayesha – itni door le jaayega tu taxi



Vicky – haan 4-5 ghante ki toh drive hai



Ayesha – ek baar train check kar loon



Vicky – aapki marzi



Ayesha – tu online rahe



Vicky – ji



Ayesha – Vicky koi AC train nahin hai



Vicky – meri AC car mein chalo



Ayesha – par shart hai ki petrol main dalwaungi



Vicky – sirf petrol?



Ayesha – chup badmaash



Vicky – jaan tere rishtedaar gaye?



Ayesha – nahin



Vicky – tujhse milna hai aaj



Ayesha – naughty mard….baad mein call karti hoon



Phir koi ek ghante baad, dinner time ke aas paas call aata hai.



Ayesha – Vicky



Vicky – haan jaan



Ayesha – yaar meri cousin aaj yahi rukegi.



Vicky – oh chalo koi baat nahin. Usko alag kamre mein sulana



Ayesha – ha ha ha



Vicky – jaan



Ayesha – haan?



Vicky – der raat ko call karunga



Ayesha – hmmmmm


Dinner vagarah ke baad Vicky dekh raha hota hai ki kab Ayeshafree hogi. Koi 11.30 baje Ayesha apne kamre mein aati hai aur doosre bedroom ki light off ho jaati hai. Matlab cousin ludak gayi. Ayesha ke haath mei aaj bhi sharab ka glass nazar aata hai. 15-20 minute aur intezaar karne ke baad, Vicky usay call karta hai.

[hirarandi]

Ayesha – haan mere mard


Vicky – jaan, cousin so gayi

Ayesha – haan


Vicky – aaj bhi drink kar rahi ho jaan..?

Ayesha – Birthday ki celebration me mai apni cousin ke ssath pee rahi thi… bas bacha hua akhiri peg ka maza le rahi hoon…

Vicky – mera last gift kaisa laga

Ayesha – mast tha

Vicky – kiske liye pahenogi

Ayesha – wohi soch rahi hoon

Vicky – mere liye pahenogi?

Ayesha – hmmmm……..

Vicky – agar tumhara man kare toh pahen lo, main apne ghar se dekh raha hoon, doorbeen se hee dekhunga

Ayesha – naughty….

Ayesha – Vicky nahin… mujhe thodi si chadh bhi gayi hai aaj…

Vicky – hmmmm ….tumhari marzi

Vicky phone kaat deta hai.

Ayesha ko lagta hai ki Vicky bura maan gaya, aaj toh birthday ke din usne uski izzat phir se bachaayi thee. Thodi der baad wo usay call karti hai

Ayesha – Vicky

Vicky – ji bolo

Ayesha – gussa mat ho

Vicky – Main gussa nahin hoon

Ayesha – hmmmmm tu samajh

Vicky – Samajh gaya, no probs

Vicky – chalo ek baat batao

Ayesha – pooch

Vicky – apne mard ka tumhe chhoona pasand aata hai

Ayesha – hmmmm

Vicky – mera kiss karna

Ayesha – hmmm

Vicky – tere boobs dabana

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – tere angon ko choona

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Ab uski masti badhti jaa rahi thee

Ayesha – tum mere mard ho Vicky

Vicky – toh mard ka apni aurat ke jism pe haq hai

Ayesha – hmmmm

Vicky – tere labon pe mera haq hai?

Ayesha – jaroor hai

Vicky – teri gardan pe

Ayesha – hmmm

Vicky – tere ubhaaron pe

Ayesha – hmmmm

Vicky – meri jaan

Ayesha – hmmmm?

Vicky – light jala main tujhe dekhna chahata hoon

Ayesha – aaah

Phir light jalti hai

Ayesha usee transparent dress mein hoti hai. Ek tarasha hua jism us transparent single piece nightie mein gazab dha raha thaa. Wo bade bade mumme jaise kisi ne do kharbooze rakh diye hon aur wo angoor jaise nipple jaise ki aamantran de rahe ho ki aakar mujhe chooso, nichodo. Phir wo kaher dhaane wali naabhi, joki bula rahi ho ki mujhe bhar do apni jeebh se. Phir kele ke ped jaiseen sudaul jaanghe, joki tayaar ko aapko apne upar chadhaane ke liye aur phir wo husn ka khazaana… Wo makkhan choot…. Gore-gore pairo me safed sexy heel waale sandal… bilkul international lingerie model lag rahi thi Ayesha… Vicky ne paheli nazar mein sab dekh liya par dhang se nihar nahin paaya. Koi 2-3 seconds mein light band ho gayi.

[hirarandi]

Vicky – thanks



Ayesha – hmmmm

Vicky – main tumhara mard toh tum meri aurat?

Ayesha – hmmmm

Vicky – Happy Birthday

Ayesha – thanks darling

Call ends.

Agle din subah subah Vicky ke paas Ayesha ka call aata hai.

Ayesha – hello Vicky

Vicky – ji

Ayesha – Kya tum Amritsar tak taxi le jaa sakte ho

Vicky – ji memsaab

Ayesha – rate kya hoga.

Vicky – aapse kaisa rate.

Ayesha – chalo ghar aa jaao discuss kar len.

Vicky samajh jaata hai ki ye formal call thee matlab cousin aas paas hai.

Wo uske ghar pahunch jaata hai. Ayesha ki cousin ka naam Saba tha. Wo bhi kam haseen nahin thee par Vicky ki Ayesha ki baat hee kuchh aur thee.

Vicky Namaste karta hai.

Saba – hello mera naam Saba hai aur main Ayesha ki cousin hoon

Vicky – hello mam, main Vicky hoon.

Vicky – memsaab bataiye Amritsar ka kya scene hai

Ayesha – Vicky meri mummy ki tabiyat kharaab hai aur mujhe koi ek mahine ke liye jaana padega.

Vicky – oh kya hua unhe

Ayesha – Pair slip ho gaya aur maans phat gaya, plaster bhi kaam nahin aayega.

Vicky – kyon

Ayesha – wo jaangho mein maans phata hai

Vicky – oh sorry

Ayesha – it is ok but musibat hai ki train bhi nahin mil rahi

Vicky – ji

Ayesha – Vicky tum le jaa sakte ho Amritsar

Vicky – ji

Ayesha – charges kya honge

Vicky – ji per km aap 8 Rs de dena aur toll alag

Ayesha – oh ok

Vicky – aap chinta mat karo, hisaab aakar kar lenge.

Saba – good rate

Vicky smile karta hai. “Ayesha ji toh regular customer hain, inse zyada kyon lenge. Ye bahut achhin hain, hamesha thoda extra hee pay kar deti hain”

Ayesha – Vicky meri cousin bhi mere saath jaayegi.

Vicky – ji

Vicky ka moonh utar jaata hai, kahan usne socha tha ki raaste mein Ayesha se masti karega aur kahan ye. Khair bechara kya karta.

Ayesha – toh hum kitni der mein chal sakte hain.

Vicky – memsaab, do ghante mein chalen?

Ayesha – theek hai tab tak main bhi tayaari kar lun.

[hirarandi]

Theek 10.30 baje Vicky car nikaal leta hai aur phir safar shuru. Saba ke honay ki vajah se khaas kuchh nahin hua. Raaste mein ek jagah khaane ke liye ruke. Saba ka nature bhi achha tha but Vicky aur Ayesha jaisee closeness nahin thee.


Chalo ji, kya karte Vicky ji, gaadi chalaate rahe aur Amritsar pahunch gaye. Ayesha ka ghar Lawrence Road pe thaa. Bada ghar tha.

Ye log koi 3 baje pahunche thhey aur Vicky ko Ayesha ne andar bulaya aur sabse milwaya. Vicky ne Ayesha ke ammi-abba ke pair chhuey aur aashirwaad liya. Ayesha ne unhe bata rakkha tha ki kaise Vicky karke koi Taxi wala hai jisne market mein ek gunde ki dhulai ki thee.

Ayesha ki maa walker ki sahayata se khadi thee. Vicky usay dekh kar dang rahe gaya. Hubahoo Ayesha, bus thodi mature. Waisa hee jism, nain naksh, aankhe, bade mumme, badi gaand. Ayesha Vicky ki nazar bhaamp gayi aur muskura padi.

Mauke ki nazaakat ko samajhte hue, chaaye naashta karke, Vicky wahan se nikal pada aur apni kismet ko koste hue waapis zirakpur aa jaata hai. Raat ho gayi thee waapas aate aate. Kuchh khaas nahin hota aur Vicky khaana khaa ke so jaata hai.


Agle din Vicky subah sair ke liye nikalta hai toh dekhta hai ki Heena Siddiqui (us ladke Aamir ki maa) Activa chalana seekh rahi hai aur uske peechhe uska aadmi Imran baitha hai. Vicky ko dekh kar hasee aa jaati hai ki Heena se zyada seekhne ki zaroorat uske pati ko thee. Heena aur Vicky ki nazren miltee hai aur wo usay smile karte dekh leti hai. Samajh jaati hai ki Vicky us se zyada uske shauhar pe hans raha tha.

Din mein kuch khaas nahin hota aur Vicky apni trading kar leta hai. Shaam ko neeche jaata hai cricket khelne ke liye. Aamir aakar us say maafi maangta hai aur kaheta hai “papa jaa rahe hain kal, phir hum khul ke khel sakte hain”



Vicky – koi baat nahin.

Vicky side baith jaata hai aur Aamir ko khelte hue dekhta hai. Match ke khatm honay par usay bataata hai ki wo kaise apni batting ko sudhaar sakta hai. Aamir khush ho jaata hai. Wo baatein kar hee rahe hotay hain ki kismet se Imran aur Heena wahan aa jaate hain

Imran – Aamir, chalo yahan se. Baraabari waalon mein utha baitha karo

Heena – kya bol rahe hain ji, sab dekh rahe hain

Imran – Mujhe kya. Chal Aamir aur khabardaar.

Aamir – ji abbu

Imran – oye ladke, dubaara mat dikhna mujhe

Ab tak Vicky ka paara chad gaya thaa, phir bhi wo haath rok leta hai

Vicky – ji kahiye

Imran – tujhe samajh nahin aati ki Aamir se door rahe

Vicky – park aapka hai kya? Society mein aapka makaaan hai toh mera bhi hai. Simple.

Imran ki bolti band ho jaati hai.

Vicky – Agli baar agar meri family background ko lekar bakwaas kari toh yahin maarunga. Sabke saamne.

Imran – saale haraami, najaayaz, bahenchod, mujhe maarega

Kahete hue Imran uski oar lapakta hai. Vicky kheench ke ek thappad uske moonh pe jad deta hai aur agle pal uska haath marod ke zameen pe patak deta hai. Uski nazar Heena se milti hai aur usay lagta hai ki wo us say guzarish kar rahi ho ki pati ko mat maaro.

“dubaara awaaz nahin aani chahiye” kahekar Vicky usay chhod deta hai aur ghar ki taraf chal padhta hai.

Idhar Ayesha ka bhi koi phone nahin aata bas sirf ek message “rishtedaaron se ghiri hui hoon, 2-3 din mein call karungi”


Agli din subah, phir usay Heena dikhti hai Activa seekhti hui aur moorkh Imran peeche baitha hua.



Imran – tum kuchh bhi nahin kar saktin heena, aise chalaate hain.

Wo sabke saamne cheekhta hai. Vicky unki taraf dekhta hai aur phir chup hokar aagey nikal jaata hai. Koi 2 ghante baad wo market ki taraf jaata hai toh dekhta hai ki Imran taxi mein samaan load kar raha hai aur Heena, Aamir khade hain aur uski madad kar rahe hain.

Vicky sochta hai “Matlab khadoos ja raha hai” wo smile karta hai aur nikal jaata hai. Local market ekdum society ke saath hee lagi thee aur bread/doodh lekar jaise wo waapis aa raha hota hai dekhta hai ki Imran ki taxi nikal rahi hai aur Heena aur Aamir haath hila kar bye bye kar rahe hain.

“Vicky” ek aawaaz uske kaano mein padti hai, Vicky mudta hai toh dekhta hai ki Aamir ki maa Heena usay bula rahi thee.

Vicky – ji Namaste

Heena – I am sorry Vicky

Vicky – kis bat ke liye aur aap kyon

Heena – main inki taraf se maafi maangti hoon

Vicky – aap kyon maangti hain, waise bhi wo chale gaye hain, ab jab agle saal aayenge tab dekhenge

Aamir aur uski maa smile karte hain.

Hina – aao Vicky ghar aao, chaaye peete hain

Vicky – ji abhi nahin, thoda kaam hai

Heena – dekho agar tum nahin aaoge toh lagega ki tum gussa ho.

Vicky – ok ji par thoda time de sakti hain.

Heena – haan but kya hua

Vicky – ji main bina puja kiye kuchh nahin khaata peeta, aap 20 minute dijiye, main naha dho kar, puja karke aata hoon

Heena – okay, dhoka mat dena

Vicky dekhta hai ki Aamir apne ghar ki taraf mud gaya hai, aagey aake dheere se bolta hai “main khoobsoorat mahilaon ko dhoka nahin deta” muskurata hai aur chala jaata hai.