Adultery Mummy ko bus me ek anjaan ladke ne choda

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FINAL ONESHOT (MOM POV) #1

Raat ko jo kuch hua, ek sapne jaisa tha. Ek aisa sapna, jo shayad main shabdon mein bayaan bhi na kar paun. Kaise koi yakeen karega ki ek umardaraz aurat ne apne bete ki umar ke ek ajnabi ladke ke saath raat guzari—wo bhi ek bus mein? Aur jo kuch maine us ajnabi ke saath kiya, shayad wo apne pati ke saath bhi kabhi nahi kiya hoga.

Subah, main apne bete ke bagal mein baithi thi. Mere sharir mein ek ajeeb, meetha dard ho raha tha. Meri nazar ek pal ke liye mere bete par tik gayi, jo gehri neend mein so raha tha. Nazar us par tikte hi ek tasalli si hui ki usne apni maa ke us chehre ko nahi dekha hoga jo kal raat bana tha. Lekin dil ke ek kone mein ek ajeeb sa dar ab bhi tha—kahi kuch galat toh nahi ho gaya?

Bus ki khidki se kabhi tezi se nikalte khet-khalihan dikhte, toh kabhi meri nazar mere bete par jaa tikti thi. Lekin mera dil aur dimag kahin aur hi khoya hua tha. Tabhi mujhe ahsas hua ki main us ajnabi ka naam tak nahi jaanti. Meri soch ke saath meri kaan lazza se laal ho gaye. Mere haath mein ek chhoti si chit thi, jispar us ek-raat ke ashiq ne apna number likh diya tha.

Maine us chit ko nikal ke kuch der tak ghura, fir use apne purse ke ek kone mein daba diya. Halki si mudi, toh kamar mein tez dard ka ehsaas hua. Muskil se apne muh se awaz ko rok payi. Andar hi andar muskayi aur man hi man socha, "Yahi toh ishq ka dard hota hai."

Adjust karte waqt mujhe laga, pair ke beech kuch chip-chip sa ehsaas ho raha tha. Maine pehle hi dhyan se niche saaf kiya tha, toh fir yeh kaise? Phir ahsas hua ki yeh meri kokh se ris raha hai. Yeh sochte hi sharm se maine apna muh chhupa liya.

Tabhi khalasi ki awaz aayi: "Lucknow bus-stand aate-aate ek ghanta lagega." Maine decide kiya ki abhi bete ko disturb karna theek nahi hoga jo halka sa jag mujhse pucha ki, “Safar aur kitna bacha hai?” Maine use bola ki main use bus-stand par hi usse utha dungi. Fir se main apne sapno mein kho gayi...

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Flashback (Mom’s POV)

“Kal raat ki baat hi alag thi. Main kitni gehri neend mein thi jab wo ladka aaya. Ekdam chusa hua aam jaisa tha, chhota sa, patla sa. Par aankhon mein ajeeb si masoomiyat thi, aur ek shaitan ki chamak bhi. Ha ha ha! Isliye toh uske saath sone ke liye maan gayi thi. Socha tha, ‘Kya hi kar lega wo? 5 futiya hai.’ Lekin… usne toh meri soch ke pare kar diya.”

“Pehle toh main hichkichai thi, lekin uski himmat aur baatein… kya boloon? Kitni tezi aur chalaki se bola tha, ‘Aunty, aaj raat ko special banate hain… do anjaane...' Uske shabdon mein ek alag hi baat thi, jo mujhse na nahi bolva saki. Aur jab usne mujhe dheere se chhua, toh laga jaise mere andar ki ek purani aag dobara jag gayi ho.”

“Woh chhota packet ek dhamaka nikla! Itna passionate, itna caring. Uski ungliyon ki halka dard dene wali pakkad, aur uska dheere-dheere mujhe paas kheenchna—main toh bas beh gayi thi. Kitna maza aaya uske saath. Woh har ek pal meri khushi ke baare mein soch raha tha. Huh, itna care toh mere pati ne bhi kabhi nahi kiya… pata nahi kitne saalon se toh mujhe chhua bhi nahi.”

“Us ladke mein ek ajeeb si daring thi. Jahan ek taraf woh jitna chhota aur kamzor lagta tha, wahan dusri taraf uska junoon… uff! Har ek touch mein ek intensity thi, jo shayad maine apni puri zindagi mein pehli baar mehsoos ki. Ek ek kisse ne mujhe meri khud ki bhoolaye hui chaahat ka ehsaas karwaya. Kitna bold tha woh… kisi baat ka koi darr nahi, jaise sirf yeh raat uski ho, aur woh mujhe poori tarah jeet kar hi rahega.”

“Raat ke ek-ek pal mein usne mujhe naya mehsoos karwaya. Main kabhi itni bechain aur itni tasalli wali ek saath nahi lagi thi. Woh mere liye ek ajeeb sa surprise tha, jo meri zindagi ke ek boring hissa mein rang bhar gaya. Chhoti si udaan thi, par usmein meri saari umeed aur chaahat thi.”

"Kya kaya gandi cheezein karwa gaya wo ajnabi ladka, Mujse apna wo chuswaya, chee chee, mere chehre pe apna pani daal diya, chee chee, ufff, kitna ganda ladka tha, aur main mana nahi kar payi use kisi cheez ke liye, ha ha ha, aisa to maine apne pati ke sath bhi nahi kiya hai aajtak, ya kahun to kisi ke sath nahi kiya"

"Jab wo mera chat raha tha, maine to uska lund ki kaat di thi, uske aankh se anshu aa gaye the, lekin phir bhi kitna care kiya usne mera"

"Aur kitni der tak karta raha, pura sarir dard kar raha hai mera, ufff ui ma, aur kitni acchi nind aayi mujhe"

“Jab subah hui, aur woh chhupke se utar gaya, toh maine bas ek chit dekhi jo usne apna number likh ke chhod diya tha. ‘Kabhi yaad karein, toh call karna.’ Jaane se pehale usne mujhe saaf safai me madad bhi ki, kitna accha ladka tha"

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Main inhi khayalon mein khoyi hui thi ki kab mujhe neend aa gayi, pata hi nahi chala. Phir meri aankh tab khuli, jab khalasi ne mujhe halka sa hila kar kaha, “Madam, aapka stop aa gaya hai. Sab log utar chuke hain, sirf aap dono bache hain.”

Main ye sun kar aankhein masalne lagi aur apne bete ko jagaya. Beta uthte hi khalasi se saman utarwane laga. Kuch hi der mein, saara saman usne utarwa diya. Fir usne mujhse kaha, “Ek baar upar dekh lete hain, kuch chhoot toh nahi gaya?” Main uski baat se sahmat thi, kyunki ek baar dekh lena zaroori lag raha tha.

Beta upar chadh gaya, aur main aage ki taraf badhne lagi kyunki mujhe ek khali auto dikh gaya tha. Jaise hi main auto ki taraf badhi, mujhe achanak ehsaas hua ki meri panty gayab hai. Maine haath dala toh ek pal ke liye chaunk gayi. Phir mujhe laga, shayad us ajnabi ne le li ho.

Ab main kuch kar bhi toh nahi sakti thi, isliye maine auto ko rukwaya. Tab tak mera beta bhi piche se aa gaya tha. Hum dono ne reserved auto karwaya aur wedding location ki taraf nikal gaye.

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Shaadi ka mahaul apne shababs par tha. Har taraf log busy the—koi decorations mein laga tha, toh koi khane-pine ki tayyariyon mein. Mujhe bhi shopping ka kaam de diya gaya tha. Sab logon ke liye saree lene ka zimma mujhe diya gaya, aur din bhar mujhe dukan dar dukan ghoomna pada. Mere beta ne apne hum-umr ladkon ke saath ghul-mil kar khelna shuru kar diya tha, aur mujhe uski chinta se thodi rahat mil gayi thi.

Ye shaadi mere liye zaruri thi, aur iske peeche ek badi wajah thi—mere mayke mein chal rahi purani family ladaai. Mujhe laga tha ki shaadi ka ye mahaul ek bahana banega, aur sab mil baithkar sulah kar lenge. Lekin jaise hi log ek-ek kar shaadi ke liye jutne lage, wahi hone laga jise main avoid karna chahti thi. Mere dono bhai, jo pehle se hi ek dusre ke saath baat karna pasand nahi karte the, ek chhoti si baat par fir se jhagadne lage.

Shaadi ke teesre din tak mahaul kaafi tense ho chuka tha. Ek taraf shaadi ki khushiyan thi, toh doosri taraf ghar ke andar ek ghamasan mahaul. Main sab sametne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin cheezein mere bas ke bahar ho rahi thi.

Upar se mere pati ka phone aaya, aur unki baaton ne mere tension aur badha di. Phone par hi unhone mere mayke walon ka mazaak udana shuru kar diya. “Tumhare gharwale kabhi nahi sudhrenge,” unhone kaha, jaise ki meri koshishon ka koi matlab hi na ho.

Main unhe shant karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. “Aap toh yahan ho nahi, toh itna judge karna band kijiye,” maine kaha, lekin unhone meri baat anjaani kar di. “Main jo keh raha hoon, woh sach hai. Tumhare bhaiyon mein bas ego ka khel hai, aur tum bas bekar mein usme ghusti ho,” unhone mujhe ek aur taana mara.

Unki baatein mujhe chubhne lagi thi, lekin main shaadi ke mahaul ko aur kharab nahi karna chahti thi. Mere andar ka gussa ubal raha tha, lekin main chup rahi. Phir unhone ek aur comment kiya, “Agar tumhare gharwalon ko sudharne mein itni hi energy lagani hai, toh apni life ka sochna chhod do.”

Mere sabr ka baandh toot gaya. Main ekdum se unki taraf phone par bol padi, “Aap yahan nahi ho, isliye aapko pata bhi nahi chal raha ki kitni tension chal rahi hai. Bas phone pe baithkar taane maarna band kijiye!” Meri awaaz bharayi thi, lekin main nahi chahti thi ki yeh baat aur badhe. Maine phone kaat diya, lekin mere dil mein gussa ab bhi tha.

Ek taraf shaadi ka mahaul, doosri taraf ghar ka tension, aur ab mere pati ke comment. Mujhe laga ki main alag-alag taraf kheechi ja rahi hoon. Main samajh nahi paa rahi thi ki main yahaan sahi kar rahi hoon ya mujhe in cheezon se door rehna chahiye tha.

Shaadi ke ek din pehle ka din tha, aur sab kuch mere control se bahar lag raha tha. Mayke mein chhota-mota jhagda ab ek bade tanav mein badal chuka tha. Mere dono bhai ab khule aam ek doosre ko baatein suna rahe the, aur ghar ke bade log bhi unhe shaant karne mein nakam ho rahe the.

Upar se shopping ka sara bojh mujh par tha. Pura din bazaar ke chakkar lagane ke baad main thak kar choor thi, lekin mujhe ek pal ka sukoon nahi mil raha tha. Jab ghar aayi, toh meri nanad ne aur saman lene ka kah diya. Meri haalat dekh kar koi kuch nahi bol raha tha, lekin andar hi andar mujhe gussa aa raha tha.

Aur mere pati? Wo toh phone pe apni usual baaton mein lage the. Jab unhe bataaya ki ghar mein kitna tension hai, toh sirf ek hi jawab aaya, “Main toh pehle hi keh raha tha, tumhe sab chhorkar wapas aana chahiye tha.” Unki baaton mein koi support nahi, sirf ek tarah ka mazaak tha. “Tumhare ghar waale toh hamesha aise hi rahenge,” unka yeh kehana mujhe aur chub gaya.

Raat ke waqt sab apne kamron mein chale gaye. Main bhi apne room mein aayi, lekin dil mein ek ajeeb sa bharav tha. Ek taraf ghar ke jhagde, doosri taraf mere pati ki bevafai si baatein, aur teesri taraf meri apni akelapan. Har taraf se ek hi sawaal aata, “Main hi kyun sab samhalun? Main hi kyun sab kuch sahun?”

Main bed pe baithi, aur apne purse ko dekha. Us chit ki taraf meri nazar gayi jo itne din se andar rakhi thi. Har baar socha tha ki isse phenk doongi, lekin aaj... aaj us chit ne mujhe apne taraf kheench liya.

Main ne chit nikali, aur us number ko kuch seconds ke liye dekhti rahi. Dil aur dimaag ke beech ek jung chal rahi thi. “Mat kar,” dimaag keh raha tha. “Kya farq padta hai?” dil bol raha tha.

Main ne phone uthaya aur number dial kar diya. Ghanti baj rahi thi, aur mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. Call kaatne ka mann kiya, lekin tabhi uski awaaz sunai di.

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Main ne phone uthaya aur number dial kar diya. Har ghanti ke saath mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. “Kya kar rahi ho? Yeh galat hai,” main apne aap se keh rahi thi, lekin call connect ho chuka tha.

“Hello?” uski awaaz aayi—mazakiya, jaise usse pehle hi samajh aa gaya ho ki kaun hai.

Main ek pal ke liye chup rahi, lekin phir himmat kar ke bola, “Main... woh... tumse baat karna chahti thi.”

“Arre waah, mujhe laga tha ki aap mujhe bhool gayi hongi,” usne flirt karte hue kaha. “Boliye, madam. Aapka phone dekh ke lag raha hai kuch khaas baat hai.”

Mujhe apni awaaz sambhalni padi. “Mere mayke mein shaadi hai,” maine seedha keh diya. “Socha tumhe invite kar doon.”

“Shaadi? Kya baat hai! Kab hai? Aap dulhan toh nahi ban rahi?” usne tease karte hue kaha.

“Tum na... zyada mat bolo,” maine sharma ke kaha. “Mere bhai ki shaadi hai.”

“Achha, toh dulhan aap nahi ban rahi?” usne natkat lehze mein kaha. “Lekin agar ban rahi hoti, toh main turant dulha banne ke liye tayar ho jata!”

Mujhe uski baaton par hasi bhi aayi aur sharam bhi hui. “Tum aa rahe ho ya nahi? Seedha jawab do,” maine koshish ki ki baat normal rakhu.

“Arre, aap bulayengi toh kaise mana karunga?” usne chhedte hue bola. “Waise ek baat puchhun?”

“Kya?” maine hesitant hote hue pucha.

“Shaadi ke din saree pehnengi na? Mujhe lagta hai, aap dulhan se bhi zyada sundar lagengi,” usne shaaitani se kaha.

Mera chehra laal ho gaya. “Tum na zyada mat bolo. Main shaadi ke details bhej rahi hoon, bas aana hai.”

“Arre, main toh zarur aunga,” usne kaha. “Par ek baat zarur kar lena—shaadi se pehle thoda tayar ho jaana. Shave-wave kar lena. Pata nahi, shaadi ka din shayad kisi aur ke liye khaas ho jaye.”

Mujhe ab uski baatein thodi zyada lagne lagi thi. “Tum kitne badtameez ho!” maine sharm se bola.

“Badtameez? Arre, main toh bas aapki madad kar raha hoon,” usne maskhari karte hue jawab diya. “Aur waise bhi, shaadi ke din mujhe ek photo lena hai aapke saath. Pata hai, saree mein aap ki photo dekh ke poora din sharmaunga main.”

Mujhe laga ki phone turant kaat doon, lekin kuch tha uski baaton mein jo mujhe roke hua tha. “Tum aa rahe ho ya bas bakwas kar rahe ho?” maine kaha, sharam ko chhupane ki koshish mein.

“Bakwas? Kabhi nahi,” usne hansi ke saath jawab diya. “Shaadi toh sirf ek bahana hai, madam. Aapke bina toh main wahan ek minute bhi ruk nahi paunga.”

Mujhe uski baatein samajh aa rahi thi, lekin maine pretend kiya ki samajhi nahi. “Details bhej rahi hoon. Bye.”

“Bye bol diya?” usne natkat tareeke se kaha. “Lekin yaad rakhna, shaadi ke din meri aankhein sirf aap par hi rahengi. Phir mat kehna ki aapko kisi ne warn nahi kiya.”

Maine bina jawab diye phone kaat diya. Uska shabd “warn nahi kiya” mere dimaag mein gunj raha tha. Dil ki dhadkan ab bhi tez thi, aur chehre pe ek ajeeb si garmi thi. Ek taraf sharm, doosri taraf ek ajeeb si khushi... aur shaadi ke din ka intezaar ab alag hi wajah se hone laga tha.

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Shaadi ka din aakhir aa hi gaya tha. Subah se ghar mein ek alag si energy thi—log idhar-udhar bhaag rahe the, taiyariyon ke beech awaazon ka shor, aur mehmaanon ki aamad. Main ladke wale ki taraf thi, isliye zimmedariyaan aur bhi zyada thi.

Subah se ek ke baad ek kaam khatam karte-karte meri himmat jawab de rahi thi. Kabhi mithaiyon ka dhyan, kabhi kapdon ke packets sambhalna, toh kabhi mehmaanon ki chhoti-moti shikayat sunna. Ek taraf mujhe apne bete aur uske cousins ko ready karwana tha, toh doosri taraf apni bhi taiyari karni thi. Lekin jitna busy thi, mera mann ek ajeeb si bechaini mein tha.

Mujhe yaad tha ki maine usse venue ka invite diya tha, lekin ab mujhe ek ajeeb si ghabrahat ho rahi thi. Wo aayega ya nahi? Aur agar aaya toh sab kaise hoga? Kya koi kuch pooch lega?

Barat ka time paas aa raha tha. Ghar mein dhamal mach raha tha. Band baaje ki awaaz, logon ki taaliyan, aur dancing floor ki energy ke beech mera dhyan baar-baar darwaze ki taraf ja raha tha.

Barat venue mein settle ho rahi thi, aur sab log khane ki stall ki taraf chal diye. Main bhi wahan gayi, yeh dekhne ki sab kuch sahi hai ya nahi. Mehmaanon ke beech apni nazar ghumai, lekin abhi tak wo nahi aaya tha.

Tabhi meri nazar ek stall ke paas gayi. Woh wahan tha.

Ek plate chaat le kar khada tha, ek haath pocket mein aur dusre se chaat ka spoon pakad kar kha raha tha. Usne ek baar idhar-udhar dekha, aur phir uski nazar mujh par tik gayi. Ek sharaarat bhari muskaan uske chehre par thi.

Meri saanse ek pal ke liye ruk si gayi. Uski aankhon mein wo pehchaan thi, jo mujhe seedha ek din pehle ki baaton aur us raat ke lamhon ki yaad dila rahi thi.

Main uske paas gayi, jitna ho sake, apne chehre par ek casual sa expression rakhte hue.

“Tum yahan kaise?” maine dheere se poocha, apne shabdon mein jitna normal ho sake utna rakha.

“Arre, aapne hi toh bulaya tha,” usne ek halka sa hans kar jawab diya. “Socha, dulhan ki family ke saath khana kha lena chahiye.”

Main sharma gayi. “Maine toh sirf shaadi ke liye invite kiya tha,” maine halki awaaz mein kaha.

“Shaadi ke liye aaya hoon na. Lekin waise, aap aaj toh dulhan lag rahi hain. Yeh saree toh... bas kamaal hai,” usne chhedte hue kaha.

Mujhe ek ajeeb si ghabrahat ho rahi thi. “Tum na... yahan se chalo, mujhe baaki logon ka bhi dhyan rakhna hai,” maine baat taalne ki koshish ki.

“Baaki log? Aapke baaki log toh wahin band baaje ke paas busy hain. Aap yahan kyun busy hain? Aap toh bas ek baar ke liye dulhan ban jao.”

Main uske shabdon se aur sharma gayi. “Tum zyada mat bolo,” maine muskara kar kaha.

“Waise,” usne dheere se kaha, “Suhagrat ki planning bhi ki hai? Ya woh surprise hai?”

Mujhe uske shabdon pe itna gussa nahi aa raha tha jitna sharm aa rahi thi. Maine bas ek nazar us par dali, aur phir plate uthakar wahaan se chale gayi, lekin andar hi andar ek ajeeb si khushi ho rahi thi. Uska aana... wo flirt karna... sab kuch ek naye romanch se bhar gaya tha.

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Main ristedaron ke sath buffet se khana kha rahi thi, kafi varieties the wahan pe, aur mujhe samajh me nahi aa raha tha ki kis se suru karein, tabhi mujhe mere bagal se awaz aata hai, ye wahi tha, meri dil ki dhadhan tez ho jaati hai,
"Hello Madam jee, kya haal ba?" Uski awaz mein ek ajeeb si shararat thi, jo seedha dil tak ja rahi thi. Meri halat ekdum patli ho gayi, lekin main apne emotions ko control karte hue casually jawab dene ki koshish ki.

"Thik hoon," maine halki si muskaan ke saath kaha, lekin nazar uski taraf uthne ki himmat nahi kar paayi.

Usne ek plate uthayi aur buffet ke dishes ko dekhte hue bola, "Yeh shaadi ke buffet mein ek cheez toh confirm hai—variety dekh kar sab confuse ho jate hain, jaise abhi aap ho rahi hain."

Main thoda irritated hoke boli, "Mujhe pata hai kya lena hai."

"Achha? Toh pehle shuru kijiye, main dekh raha hoon," usne mischievously kaha, jaise mujhe test kar raha ho.

Maine jaldi se ek spoon rice aur gravy liya, lekin uski nazar mujhe kuch zyada hi conscious bana rahi thi.

"Waise, aapko bata doon, yeh butter paneer ka taste bohot accha hai, bilkul aapki tarah—soft aur sweet," usne teasing tone mein kaha.

Main ekdum sharmake uski taraf dekhi, lekin uski muskaan mujhe aur zyada nervous kar rahi thi.

"Zyada bolne ki zarurat nahi hai," maine usse door rehne ki koshish mein kaha.

Usne apne haath mein plate lete hue bola, "Aapko dekh kar lagta hai ki aapko khana bohot pasand hai. Par kya pata, main bhi pasand aa jaoon?"

Mujhe laga ki agar woh ek second aur wahan ruka, toh meri halat aur kharab ho jayegi. "Mujhe aur kuch lena hai," maine plate lekar wahan se nikalne ki koshish ki.

Jaise hi main ek counter ke paas pahunchi, usne peeche se awaz lagayi, "Madam, aap jaise log buffet ke nahi, banquet ke layak hote hain. Waise, agar main host hota, toh aapko alag table par bitha kar serve karta."

Uski baat sunte hi meri dhadkan aur tez ho gayi. Ek taraf gussa aur nakhare ka bhes tha, toh doosri taraf ek ajeeb si khushi. Andar se ek halka sa smile aaya, lekin maine turant apne emotions ko control kar liya. Main plate lekar wahan se nikal gayi aur ristedaron ke beech ghul milne ki koshish karne lagi.

Lekin meri nazar bar-bar apne aap uski taraf khinch ja rahi thi. Jab bhi dekhti, woh mujhe ek cheeky smile ke saath dekh raha hota. Mujhe andar se ek guilt ka ehsaas ho raha tha—apne bete se bhi kam umar ke ladke ke saath yeh sab? Yeh galat hai, mujhe apne aap ko rokna hoga.

Yeh sab sochte hue main wedding hall ke andar chali gayi, jahan mala pehnane ki rasm chal rahi thi. Maahol khushi aur utsah se bhara hua tha, lekin mera mann kisi aur hi uljhan mein uljha hua tha.

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Main wedding hall ke ek kone mein khadi thi, jahan photo shoot chal raha tha. Har taraf log dulha-dulhan ke saath tasveerein kheenchwa rahe the, aur main apni plate rakar casually dekh rahi thi. Tabhi mujhe uski awaaz sunai di—meri halat phir se patli hone wali thi.

"Madam ji, ek photo hum dono ki bhi ban jaye?" usne ek shaitan si muskaan ke saath kaha.

Maine ek awkward si hansi ke saath jawab diya, "Tumhare pas aur koi kaam nahi hai kya?"

"Kaam toh hai, par aapke saath photo lena sabse zaruri lag raha hai. Waise, agar aap saath na aana chahein, toh main dulha ko bol kar aapko yahin bula loon?" usne cheeky andaaz mein kaha.

Main uski baat sunke thoda gusse aur sharam mein aa gayi. "Main koi star nahi hoon jo photo lena zaruri ho," maine coldly kaha, lekin dil ke kone mein uski baatein mujhe halka sa hasa rahi thi.

"Star toh nahi hain, par mere liye pura galaxy hain," usne ek aankh maarte hue bola. "Waise, agar photo mein pose dene ka man nahi hai, toh main candid le sakta hoon. Aap waise bhi har angle se khoobsurat lagti hain."

Main ekdum sharma gayi, lekin maine apne emotions chhupane ki puri koshish ki. "Zyada bolne ki zarurat nahi hai. Jao apna kaam karo," maine usse peecha chhudane ki koshish ki.

Par woh easily har maan ne wale mein se nahi tha. Usne camera ki taraf ishara karte hue kaha, "Aap bas ek baar muskara dijiye, yeh tasveer zindagi bhar ke liye meri favorite ban jayegi."

Mujhe pata tha ki uska confidence mujhe aur zyada nervous kar raha tha. Maine phir ek random ristedaar ko pakad liya aur unse baat karne lagi, taaki woh wahan se chala jaye. Lekin jaate-jaate usne ek aur line chhod di, "Aapka smile mujhe aur shaadiyon mein aane ke liye majboor kar dega."

Maine apne aap ko sambhalte hue uski taraf gusse se dekha, par andar hi andar woh mujhe hara chuka tha.

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Log dance floor par ikattha the, bacche aur kuch bade bhi apni masti mein dance kar rahe the. Main hamesha se hi dance floor se door rehna pasand karti thi, isliye ek kone mein khadi sab dekh rahi thi. Tabhi meri nazar phir us "bandar" par gayi—woh puri taqat se nach raha tha, jaise duniya ka sabse bada performer ho. Uske over-the-top moves dekh kar main apne aapko hasne se nahi rok pai.

Meri hasi shayad usne dekh li, kyunki agle hi pal woh meri taraf mud gaya. Ek shaitan si muskaan ke saath, usne mujhe aankh maar di. Mere chehre ka rang ekdum badal gaya—ek taraf sharmahat, doosri taraf gussa. Main ne jaldi se nazar hata li, lekin woh wahin ka wahin dance karte-karte meri taraf barte ja raha tha.

"Madam ji, aap bhi dance floor ko shobha de dijiye," usne ek teasing tone mein kaha, jaise mujhe invite kar raha ho.

"Main dance nahi karti," maine short aur cold reply diya, lekin dil ke andar ek ajeeb si halchal thi.

"Waise toh main maan leta hoon, lekin aapke jhooth ka yeh pehla case hai," usne ek cheeky smile ke saath bola. "Aapka chehra toh keh raha hai ki aap dance mein sabko hara sakti hain."

Main uski baaton ko ignore karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin woh toh rukne ka naam hi nahi le raha tha.

"Aap itni sundar saree mein hain, dance karengi toh log dulhan ko bhool jayenge," usne flirt karte hue kaha.

Maine uski taraf gusse se dekha. "Tum zyada bolte ho," maine ghabrahat mein kaha, lekin uske words mujhe andar hi andar choo rahe the.

"Zyada bolna toh chhodiye, agar main apne dil ki baat bol doon, toh yeh shaadi ruk jayegi," usne nazar mila kar kaha, jaise koi open challenge de raha ho.

Main aur zyada sharma gayi, lekin wahan se nikalne ki koshish ki. Woh mujhe dekh kar ek smirk ke saath wapas dance floor pe chala gaya, lekin uski baatein aur uska confident andaaz mere dimaag mein baar-baar ghoom raha tha.


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Main andar se kafi conflicted thi. Har pal lagta tha ki jo ho raha hai, woh galat hai. Kya maine apni kamzor ghadi mein koi galat faisla le liya? Yehi sab sochte hue mera mann aur zyada uljhan se bhar gaya. Tabhi mujhe uski awaz sunai di.

Woh mere paas aaya aur bina kuch bole mera haath pakad liya. Uska haath mere haath par thoda zyada der tak tik gaya. Phir usne halki si muskaan ke saath kaha, "Aap chaliye mere saath, kuch dikhana hai aapko."

Mujhe ekdum dar sa laga. Lekin raat ka samay tha aur aas-paas koi nahi tha. Main apne dil ki dhadkan tez hote mehsoos kar rahi thi. Maine jaldi se apna haath jhatak diya, lekin uske saath jaane se khud ko nahi rok pai. Woh mujhe ek corner ke stall ke paas le gaya, jahan har taraf phool hi phool the.

Usne ek gajara uthaya aur sharatati nazar se mujhe dekha. "Yeh aapke baalon ke liye hai," usne kaha, jaise main uska kuch kar bhi nahi sakti thi.

Mera dil ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Maine idhar-udhar dekha, koi aur wahan nahi tha. Ek halki si sharam aur halki si masti ke mix mein maine dheere se kaha, "Tum hi laga do na."

Uski muskaan aur gehri ho gayi. "Waise toh yeh kaam pati ka hota hai," usne teasing tone mein kaha, "par agar aap mujhe suhaagraat ka rehearsal karne ka mauka de rahi hain, toh mana kaise karun?"

Maine ekdum sharma kar usse haath chhuda liya. "Tum zyada bol rahe ho," maine ghabrahat mein kaha, lekin dil ke kone mein uski baat ek ajeeb si khushi de rahi thi.

Woh ek kadam aur paas aaya, gajara apne haath mein pakde hue. "Aapki baalon mein yeh perfect lagega. Waise, dulhan toh aap hi lag rahi hain," usne kaha, phir dheere se gajara mere baalon mein laga diya.

Mujhe laga jaise waqt wahin thama hua ho. Uski ungliyan mere baalon ko chhup rahi thi, aur mera dil aur tez dhadakne laga. Phir usne halki awaz mein kaha, "Aapke pati ne aapke liye kabhi itni mehnat ki hai? Shayad mujhe unse milkar thoda tips lena chahiye."

Main ekdam sharm aur guilt ke beech fas gayi. "Tum kuch zyada hi bolte ho," maine usse door hote hue kaha, lekin uska wo confident andaaz mujhe andar hi andar kheench raha tha. Uski baatein, uska touch, aur uska shararat bhara chehra—sab kuch mere dimaag mein ghoom raha tha, jaise ek sapna ho jo khatam hone ka naam nahi le raha.

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Main shaadi ke mandap ke paas baithi rituals dekh rahi thi, jo lagbhag puri raat chalne wale the. Neend mujhe dheere-dheere apne kabze mein le rahi thi, aur main apne aap ko jhapki lene se rok nahi pa rahi thi. Nazarein daudai, toh dekha ki zyada log ya toh so chuke the, ya neend se ladte hue bas formalities nibha rahe the. Dulhe ki door ki behen hone ke nate mujhe toh jagna hi tha, isliye main uthi aur apne muh par paani maarne water stall ki taraf chal di.

Jaise hi maine thoda paani apne chehre par maara, ekdum se apni kamar par kisi ka haath mehsus kiya. Main chaunk kar chillane hi wali thi ki ek aur haath mere muh par aaya aur uske saath woh awaaz jo mujhe har baar thoda sa gussa aur sharmahat dono de jaati hai:
"Arey, main hoon, madam ji!"

Mujhe samajhne mein ek second laga, aur jaise hi maine pehchana, maine gusse se uski taraf ghur kar dekha. "Tum phir aa gaye? Aur chhoro mujhe, koi dekh lega toh?"

Woh apni usual shaitani muskaan ke saath halka sa jhuka. "Ab shaadi ho hi gayi hai, toh honeymoon ke liye practice karna toh banta hai, madam ji!"

Mujhe ek pal ke liye samajh hi nahi aaya ki kya jawab doon. "Tumhe sharam nahi aati? Aur waise bhi... shaadi ki baat chhodo!" maine sharm ke mare muh pher kar kaha.

"Chhodo? Arey madam ji, main toh sirf yeh dekhne aaya hoon ki sugahrat ka dress code kya hone wala hai," uski shaitani nazar meri taraf thi, jaise mujhe aur zyada sharmahane par majboor karna uska mission ho.

"Shut up!" maine haath utha kar usse door karne ki koshish ki, lekin woh mujhe aur zyada chhedne laga. "Acha chhodo, aap serious lag rahi hain. Waise, agar sugahrat pe aap mujhe aise hi ghurengi, toh mujhe darr lag jayega!"

Mujhe sharam se zameen phatne wali thi, lekin uski baatein khatam hone ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi. Main kuch aur bolti, usse pehle hi woh meri taraf dheere se jhuka aur apne honton ko mere honton par rakh diya.

Ek pal ke liye meri saans ruk gayi. Dil itni tez dhadak raha tha ki laga shaadi ke dhol ki awaaz bhi peeche chhod dega. Uski cheekiness ke baad uska yeh kadam mujhe poori tarah chokha gaya tha.

Mujhse kuch kehna to door, hilna bhi mushkil lag raha tha. Woh peeche hata, toh uski muskaan wahi thi—woh muskaan jo mujhe ghusa bhi dilati thi aur sharmahata bhi thi. "Ab toh neend udd gayi hogi, madam ji," woh bola, aur meri taraf aankh maar kar chala gaya.

Main bas wahi khadi thi, ek haath apne honton par rakhte hue, man hi man soch rahi thi, "Yeh kameena!"

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Shaadi ka jashn ab apne antim mod par tha. Raat ka sannata shaadi ke hall ke kone-kone mein utar chuka tha. Kuch log ab bhi idhar-udhar baithe baatein kar rahe the, lekin zyada tar ya to so chuke the ya jaane ki taiyari mein the. Main us ladke ke saath bahar ek bench par baithi thi, jahan se shaadi ki light bas halke se dikhai de rahi thi.

Woh ladka—jo mujhse umar mein mere bete se bhi chhota tha—meri taraf apni usual shaitani muskaan ke saath dekh raha tha. Uski nazar mujhe baar-baar uljhan aur guilt ke ek ajeeb samudra mein kheench rahi thi, lekin saath hi ek ajeeb si chaahat ka bhi ehsaas kara rahi thi, jispar main jitni koshish karun, kabu nahi pa rahi thi.

"Toh madam ji," usne apni kursi meri taraf kheench kar bola, "aapko yeh shaadi kaise lag rahi hai? Waise, guest room ka bed test kiya kya?"

Main chok gayi. "Tumhari zubaan na, ek din tumhare liye problem banegi," maine gusse mein kaha, lekin meri awaaz ka gussa jitna sach lagane ki koshish karta, uske lafzon ka asar utna hi zyada hota.

"Problem toh tab hogi, madam ji, jab aap mujhe aise hi ignore karte rahengi," usne dheere se bola, ek shaitani muskaan ke saath. "Waise, aapko pata hai, aap blush karte hue aur bhi zyada sundar lagti hain."

Main uski taraf ghur kar dekhti, lekin sharm ke maare ek shabd bhi nahi bol paayi. Woh apni baaton mein aur aage badhne laga.

"Aap Lucknow mein kab tak hain?" usne casually pucha, lekin uski nazar meri nazar se hat nahi rahi thi.

"Shaadi ke khatam hote hi chali jaungi," maine as usual ek short aur formal jawab diya.

"Acha, toh ab train ya bus ka plan hai? Waise bus ki wo seat kaafi special thi na," usne dheere se apni awaaz ko halki shaitani mein lapet kar kaha.

Meri saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Uske lafzon ne mujhe wahi pal yaad dilaya, jab Aligarh se Lucknow tak ke safar mein hum dono ne wo rishta jo sirf ek ajeeb si chaahat ke roop mein shuru hua tha.

"Bas karo," maine dheere se kaha, meri awaaz mein ek sharm aur guilt mix ho kar nikal raha tha.

"Aap bas keh dijiye, madam ji," woh aur kareeb jhuk kar bola, "ki Lucknow ka safar aapke liye yaadgaar nahi tha."

Main uski taraf dekh kar ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Mere shabd mere hothon tak aa nahi rahe the. Usne meri is halat ka pura faayda uthate hue ek aur kadam badhaya.

"Main toh bas yeh soch raha tha," usne apni muskaan ko aur gehra karte hue bola, "ki aapke pati kitne lucky honge, jo aapko apni zindagi mein paaya. Waise, agar main hota toh aapko din bhar hasata aur raat bhar..."

Uski baat adhoori reh gayi, Mere bete ka awaz aaya...

Main ne ek pal ke liye mud kar dekha toh mera beta hamare paas khada tha. Uski aankhein mere saathi ko ek ajeeb si nazar se dekh rahi thi.

"Arre bhaiya! Aap toh wo hain na, jo us din mere liye water bottle le aaye the? Kaafi acha laga tha mujhe," us ladke ne haste hue bola, lekin uske shabdon mein ek halki si uljhan thi.

Mera beta ek shabd bhi bole bina mujhe ghurta raha, phir us ladke ki taraf dekha, aur bina kuch kahe hall ki taraf chal diya.

Mujhe andar hi andar ek ajeeb sa sankoch ho raha tha, lekin us ladke ka chehra dheere-dheere safed padne laga. Woh ek pal ke liye chup raha, jaise uske dimaag mein kuch samajh aa raha ho. Usne mujhe dekha, phir apne aap se dheere se bola, "Yeh… yeh bhaiya tha?"

Main bhi wahan se nikal ke hall ke taraf jaane lagi.

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Shaadi ke maahol ki thakan ab tak mere sharir aur dimaag par chhayi hui thi. Jab hum ghar laut kar aaye, toh main apne bistar par girte hi gehri neend mein doob gayi. Raat ke kareeb 3 baje meri nind khuli. Pehle toh samajh nahi aaya ki main kahan hoon, lekin jaise hi mujhe thoda hosh aaya, maine realize kiya ki wo ladka, jo kal raat tak har jagah mere aas-paas tha, ab achanak gayab ho gaya tha. Maine socha ki shayad wo kahin so gaya hoga, ya shaadi ke kaam kaaj mein busy hoga, isliye zyada dhyan nahi diya.

Agle din sab log apne ghar jaane ki taiyari kar rahe the. Humari raat ki 10 baje ki train thi, aur din bhar kaafi halla-gulla aur packing ka maahol raha. Jab sab kaam khatam ho gaya, toh mujhe ek ajeeb si uljhan hone lagi. Maine apna phone nikala aur us ladke ka number dhoond kar call lagaya.

Usne pehle toh phone uthaya hi nahi, lekin jab maine lagatar dusri baar call ki, tab usne finally uthaya.

"Hello, madam ji," uski awaz mein usual shaitani thi, lekin thoda sankoch bhi tha.

"Kahan ho tum?" maine sidhe pucha.

"Main toh abhi bhi Lucknow mein hi hoon, madam ji. Bas aapke beta bhaiya se door rehne ki koshish kar raha hoon. Woh toh kal raat mujhe aise ghur rahe the jaise main unka chhupa dushman hoon!"

"Beta bhaiya?" maine irked hoke kaha. "Tum usse 'bhaiya' keh rahe ho? Tumhe pata bhi hai ki tumhare flirt aur kal raat ki bakwaas ne mujhe kahan tak pareshan kar diya hai?"

"Arey madam ji, mazaak kar raha tha. Lekin aap toh dil pe hi le gayi," usne muskurate hue kaha. "Waise, kal raat se toh aap bhi kuch zyada hi hot lag rahi thi."

Mujhe gussa toh aaya, lekin uski baatein mere dimaag mein ek ajeeb si garmi chhod gayi. "Tum abhi kahan ho?" maine gusse mein pucha.

"Main… main station ke paas hi hoon. Train miss toh nahi karni na," usne casually jawab diya.

"Ek kaam karo, mujhe wahin milo, platform 3 ke paas," maine bina soch-samajh ke keh diya.

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Raat ke 9:30 baje hum station pahunche. Mere beta aur baaki log apne-apne seat ke paas settle ho rahe the, lekin main ek bahana bana kar unse alag platform ke ek kone ki taraf nikal gayi. Wo ladka wahan khada tha, apne usual relaxed andaaz mein, ek coke ki bottle le kar.

"Toh, madam ji, yeh train ka safar kaise interesting banaya jaye?" usne muskurate hue kaha.

Maine uski baat ka jawab nahi diya, bas ek glare diya. "Tumhare flirting ki limit hoti hai ya nahi?"

"Waise, agar limit hoti, toh aap mujhe yahaan kyun bula rahi hoti?" usne ek shaitani muskaan ke saath jawab diya.

Mujhe pata tha ki yeh ladka apni masti se baaz nahi aane wala. Maine usse ek chhota sa dhamki diya, lekin uska asar uspar zero tha.

Tabhi, train ki ek khaali compartment ka dhyaan mujhe aaya. Maine uske kareeb ja kar kaha, "Agar tumhe apni shaitani mein limit dekhani hai, toh idhar aa jao."

Woh pal bhar ke liye chok gaya, lekin phir ek shaitani muskaan ke saath bola, "Madam ji, aap mujhe kya phasane ka plan bana rahi hain?"

Main kuch nahi boli, bas us compartment ki taraf chal di. Woh peeche-peeche aaya. Jaise hi hum andar gaye, maine compartment ka darwaza band kar diya.

"Ab tumhare shaitani jokes kaha gaye?" maine usse ghur kar pucha.

Usne meri taraf dekha, phir dheere se bola, "Madam ji, agar aapke intentions itne clear hain, toh main kyun peeche rahun?"

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Hum kuch karte, isse pehle hi ek announcement hota hai, "Platform no. 3 se gaadi rawana hone wali hai." Mera dil ekdum se ghabra gaya. Maine ruansa hote hue uski taraf dekha aur kaha, "Time dekho zara, kitna ho gaya?"

Usne apni ghadi dekhi aur muskara kar bola, "Lagbhag 10 bajne wale hain, madam ji. Chaliye, main aapko chhod deta hoon."

Hum dono apne compartment se nikle. Usne apni usual shaitani muskaan ke saath mujhe patri paar karayi, jaise main koi chhoti bacchi hoon jise safely train tak le jaana ho. Kuch hi der mein usne mujhe mere reserved coach ke samne pahuncha diya.

Main coach ke andar chadh hi rahi thi ki mera phone bajne laga. Mere beta ka call tha. "Maa, aap kaha hain? Gaadi chhutne wali hai, jaldi chadh jao!"

Maine phone uthaya aur bola, "Main train pe hi hoon, tum tension mat lo." Phone rakhne ke baad meri nazar us par gayi, jo neeche khada apni batissi dikhate hue mujhe alvida kar raha tha. Uski woh muskaan mujhe ek ajeeb si garmi aur sharmindagi ke mix emotion me daal rahi thi.

Woh neeche utarne ke liye palta hi tha ki pata nahi mujhe kya hua. Maine turant aage badhkar uska haath pakad liya. "Nahi," maine dheere se kaha, "Tum niche nahi utroge."

Woh ek pal ke liye chok gaya, phir apni usual muskaan ke saath coach ke andar chadh gaya. "Madam ji, yeh toh aapka hukm hai. Ab mana kaise karoon?"

Aur tabhi train raftar pakad leti hai.

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Main sabke sone ka besabri se intezaar kar rahi thi. Train ke rhythmic jhatke aur raat ki thandak ka asar tha ki dheere-dheere sab apne berth par so rahe the. Mera beta bhi gehri neend mein tha. Main apni upper berth par lete hue, har jhatke ke saath bechain ho rahi thi.

Woh ladka mere coach ke ek kone mein baitha tha, apni shaitani muskaan ke saath kabhi meri taraf dekh raha tha, kabhi idhar-udhar. Uski wo nazar mujhe khud ki taraf kheench rahi thi.

Jaise hi mujhe yakeen ho gaya ki sab so chuke hain, maine dheere se apni berth se neeche jhanka aur uski taraf ishara kiya. Woh bina koi shor kiye uth kar mere paas aa gaya.

"Dekho, agar kisi ne dekh liya to?" maine dheere se kaha, lekin meri awaaz mein jitni fikr honi chahiye thi, utni thi nahi.

"Madam ji, darne ka kaam aapka, samajhne ka kaam mera," usne apne usual sharaarti andaaz mein kaha.

Main uska haath pakad kar usse train ke bathroom ki taraf le gayi, lekin jaise hi andar dekha, ek ajeeb si badboo aur gandgi ne mujhe wahin rok diya. "Yeh toh bilkul mumkin nahi hai," maine narazgi se kaha.

Usne hansi dabate hue kaha, "Madam ji, toh ab kya? Aapke paas ek aur plan hai kya?"

Maine uska haath kheench kar kaha, "Chup raho aur meri peecha karo," aur usse wapas apni berth ki taraf le aayi.

Main apni upper berth par chadh gayi aur usse bhi upar aane ka ishara kiya. Woh bina kisi shor ke, dheere se mere saath berth par chadh gaya.

"Tumhe lagta hai yeh safe hai?" usne dheere se puchha, lekin uski muskaan uski fikr ke bilkul ulat thi, jaise uske liye yeh ek adventure ho.

"Shh, zyada mat bolo," maine uske hont par ungli rakhte hue kaha, meri saansein tez chal rahi thi.

Woh dheere se aur paas aaya, uski ungli meri kamar ke paas sparsh kar rahi thi. Uska touch mere andar ek ajeeb si garmi aur bechaini paida kar raha tha, aur mera dimaag lagataar mujhe darane ki koshish kar raha tha.

Mera beta mere berth ke just niche so raha tha, aur uske sath aur bhi kayi log the. Mera dar aur chhupane ki koshish mujhe aur excite kar rahi thi, jaise har shabdon aur har harkat ka ek alag hi asar ho raha tha. Train ke jhatkon ke sath meri dhadkan aur tej ho rahi thi.

"Waqt ruk gaya hai ya hum ruk gaye hain?" usne dheemi awaaz mein puchha, apne lips mere bilkul paas laate hue.

"Shh, koi sun lega," maine usse rokne ki koshish ki, lekin meri aawaz mein woh sakhti nahi thi jo honi chahiye thi.

Woh dheere se muskaaya aur bola, "Aapka beta so raha hai, aur duniya humse bekaar hai." Uski baat ne mujhe ek pal ke liye shock kiya, lekin uske shabdon ke saath jo sharaarat thi, woh mujhe aur dare se bhar rahi thi.

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Mujhse ab aur intezaar nahi ho raha tha. Mera badan jaise ek garam lohe ki tarah tap raha tha, aur har pal uski sharaarat bhari muskaan mujhe aur bechain kar rahi thi. Mere andar ek aag si bhadak rahi thi, aur main usse bas aur kareeb chah rahi thi.

Main ne apna sab dar, hichkichahat chhod di aur uske kareeb jaake apne hont uske honton pe rakh diye. Ek pal ke liye woh ruka, shayad meri iss himmat pe hairan, lekin phir usne mujhe apni baahon mein kheench liya, jaise bas isi pal ka intezaar tha.

Mere hont uske honton ke sath khud ko puri tarah se samarpit kar chuke the. Uska sparsh itna tez tha ki meri saansein unhi palon mein ulajh rahi thi. Uske haath meri kamar par mazbooti se tik gaye, aur uska ek-ek touch mujhe aur paagal kar raha tha. Main uske aur kareeb ho gayi, apni baahen uski gardan ke aas-paas dal kar, apna har control usse de rahi thi.

Train ke jhatke, raat ki thandak, aur humare bechain saansein – sab kuch mil kar ek aag mein badal raha tha. Uske haath ab dheere-dheere meri kamar ke neeche jaa rahe the, aur main us sparsh ke ek-ek pal ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Har touch mujhe aur excited kar raha tha, aur meri saansein aur tez ho rahi thi.

"Mujhe lagta tha ki aap sirf sharmeeli hain," usne halki si muskaan ke sath kaha, uski awaaz ab aur zyada bhari aur madhur lag rahi thi.

Main kuch keh nahi pai, bas uske aur kareeb ho gayi, apne hont uske honton par aur bhi jazbaati aur tez kar diye. Uski ungliyan mere badan ko explore kar rahi thi, aur main puri tarah se apne hosh kho chuki thi. Raat ki wo khamoshi ab sirf humare bechain jazbaat ke hawale thi.

Hum dono ek doosre mein puri tarah se kho gaye the, jaise duniya se alag ek apna hi safar jee rahe ho.

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"Wah, aapne toh shave kar rakha tha mere liye. Kal mauka pe chuka mujhe maar dena chahiye tha," usne bola mujhe, aur main sharma gayi. Main lekin ab baatein karne ke mood mein nahi thi. Mera kuch tha, jise ek hathode ki zarurat thi. Main haule se pair failaya, apni saree thodi adjust ki, aur apne ashiq ke lund ko pakad apne chut ke muhane pe laga diya, ye dekh wo sala apna daant dikha raha tha, maine us ko apne kareeb le liyi, phir uske upar ek kambal dal diya, aur maine dheere se kaha, "Kis cheez ka intezaar kar rahe ho", wo hasa aur haule haule apna kama aage badha mere tapti chut ke andar apna rod daal di. Use mehsus kar jitni khusi mujhe hui sayad aajtak kabhi nahi hui hogi.

Haule haule mera jaanu aage piche ho raha tha, aur train ki halchal uske hamle ko aur teekha kar raha tha, main aaj bahut khus thi, aur mere andar ka gussa aur thakan bahar jaane laga. Kareeb 10 minute ke mehnat ke baad maine mehsus ki mere andar garam garam paani mere jaanu ka jaa raha hai,
Main yeh mehsoos kar ke khud bhi relax hone lagi thi, lekin isse pehle ki kuch aur ho pata, train ke TT ki awaaz compartment mein goonj gayi. Wo ladka waqt ka faayda uthate hue jaldi se apni pant sambhalta hai aur bathroom ki taraf bhaag jata hai. Main bhi apni saree thodi dhang se sahi karne lagi.

Kuch hi pal mein, TT hamare seat ke saamne aaya, aur mera beta aankhon ko malte hue apna ticket dikhata hai aur phir wapas so jata hai.

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Mujhe kuch waqt baad message aata hai, usi ka usme likha hua tha, "TT ne lakad liya, bich me utarana hoga, Love U". Main ye dekh sir pakad leti hun, aur man me socha, "Are uspe to ticket tha hi nahi!!!"

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Main apne kamre ke aaine ke saamne khadi thi, saree ka pallu sambhalte hue. Dil ki dhadkan tez thi, jaise har baar hoti hai jab uske aane ka samay paas aata hai. Maine laal silk ki saree pehni thi – uski pasand. Woh kehta hai, “Aunty, laal rang aap par kuch zyada hi khilta hai.” Uske kehne bhar se hi maine decide kar liya tha ki aaj yehi pehnungi.

Hairline ko thoda sa sambhalkar Jannu ki naam sindoor lagayi, jo ab sirf ek adat ban kar reh gaya tha. Nazar aapne aapko dekhti rahi – ek ghar ke kaam-kaj me uljhi hui aurat jo aaj kisi ke liye bilkul nayi lagna chahti thi.

Kitchen mein jaake uske liye butter chicken banaya, woh khushbu jispar woh hamesha kehta, “Aapke haath ka taste kisi chef ka bhi le lo, aunty.” Maine plate ko sajaya, dining table ke corner par rakha aur ek baar fir ghar ka chakkar lagaya, ensure karte hue ki sab safe hai. Pati ka call aaya tha ki unhe late hoga, beta college se apne friend ke ghar rukne wala tha. Har cheez waise hi ja rahi thi jaise maine socha tha.

Bike ki awaaz ne mujhe bechain kar diya. Uska aana hamesha ek ajeeb si halchal le aata hai. Maine jaldi se balcony ka curtain adjust kiya aur darwaza khola. Woh hamesha ki tarah apne carefree andaaz mein tha, lekin meri nazar uspar zyada tikti nahi thi. Mujhe toh bas woh baatein yaad rehti thi jo woh kehta tha, jaise ki "Aapke saath time kaise ud jaata hai, pata hi nahi chalta."

“Waise, aaj toh full preparation ki gayi hai,” usne muskurate hue bola, aur mujhe pata tha ki uske shabd seedhe meri blush karte chehre tak ja rahe hain.

“Tumhe bhook lagi hogi. Chalo, khaana ready hai,” maine baat ko kaat kar usse andar bula liya. Mere shabdon mein jitni formal baat lagti thi, meri aankhon mein utni hi bechaini chhup nahi paayi thi.

“Waise, aunty, maza aa gaya. Har baar lagta hai ki aap mujhe surprise kar dogi, aur har baar wahi hota hai,” usne khaate waqt casually kaha, lekin uske words ke peeche ek teasing charm tha jo mujhe hamesha vulnerable kar deta tha.

Mujhe pata tha ki yeh galat hai, lekin uski nazar aur baatein mujhe mere purane, thake-hare routine se nikal kar ek naye ehsaas mein jeene deti thi. Aur us waqt, jab raat dheere dheere behti ja rahi thi, mujhe duniya ki koi parvah nahi thi.

Jannu mujhe pakad kar master bedroom ke andar le aaya. Uski muskaan wahi thi – ek shaitani aur confident, jaise woh jaanta ho ki uska hona hi meri duniya ko badal deta hai. Main uski baaton aur adaon mein uljhi hui thi, jaise har baar hota hai.

Woh bed ke paas ruk gaya, aur apni nazar idhar-udhar daali. Bedside table par meri shaadi ki tasveer thi – ek frame mein pati, beta, aur main ek khush parivaar ke roop mein. Jannu ne woh tasveer uthai, ek moment ke liye dekha, aur phir mujhe ghoor kar muskuraya. “Yeh log toh sirf tasveeron mein hain, aunty,” usne casually kaha, jaise koi maamooli baat ho. “Asli zindagi mein toh ab sirf main hoon jo tumhare liye maayne rakhta hai.”

Uske shabdon mein na dominance tha, na zyada emphasis – sirf ek obvious confidence, jaise yeh baat sach ho aur kisi proof ki zarurat na ho. Phir usne tasveer ek taraf rakh di, jaise uska koi relevance na ho, aur mujhe apni taraf kheench liya.

“Mujhe lagta hai, ab yeh sab tumhare liye matter nahi karta,” usne halka sa husky tone mein kaha, aur apni kamar se pant dheere neeche khiska di. Uski harkatein hamesha ki tarah confident aur effortless thi, jaise woh jaanta ho ki mere liye yeh sab ek obvious choice hai.

Main wahan khadi thi, us pal mein uljhi hui, uski baaton aur presence mein doobi hui. Woh mujhe meri duniya se alag ek nayi duniya mein kheench leta tha – ek jahan bas hum dono the, aur kuch nahi.

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Woh raat khatam hone ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi. Do-teen ghante tak Jannu ne mujhe poori tarah apna mehsoos karwa diya. Har bar, har pal, uski chahat mujhe ek nayi had tak le ja rahi thi. Ab, jab sab khatam hua, toh mera sharir thak ke chura ho chuka tha – har ek ang me ek ajeeb si mithaas bhari dard thi, jo mujhe uski yaad dilata rahe.

Main bed ke kone par lat-pat si padi thi, meri saree ka pallu kab ka gir chuka tha, aur sindoor mere maang se bikhar gaya tha. Par ab woh sindoor mere pati ke liye nahi tha. Uska rang, uska matlab, sab badal chuka tha – ab yeh sirf mere Jannu ke naam ka tha.

Woh bed ke dusre kone par tha, apni cigarette jalate hue. Dhuan dheere se kamre mein fail raha tha, aur uski muskaan ab bhi wahi thi – beparwah, jaise duniya uske kadmon ke neeche ho. Usne mujhe ek nazar se dekha, jaise apne kaam par fakr kar raha ho.

“Ab toh tumhare sindoor ka rang bhi mere naam ka hai, aunty,” usne ek teasing tone mein kaha, cigarette ka ek aur puff lete hue.

Main itni thak chuki thi ki jawab dene ki bhi taaqat nahi thi. Sirf ek halki si muskaan se uski baat ka jawaab diya. Haan, ab meri zindagi sirf uske liye thi – na pati, na beta, sirf Jannu.

Usne cigarette ko ashtray mein rakha aur mujhe ek aur baar dekha, jaise keh raha ho ki main sirf uski hoon, aur yeh baat ab kisi tasveer ya bandhan ko prove karne ki zarurat nahi hai.

Main bas wahan leti rahi, us pal ko mehsoos karte hue. Sharir ka har dard, har mithaas, mujhe yeh yaad dila raha tha ki ab meri zindagi ka har ehsaas, har rang, sirf mere Jannu ke naam ka hai.

[Amino]

Wah bhai kya jabardast story likhe ho ye pov pad kar to aur maza agaya... Agar ye story end kar rahe ho to dusri likho jarur same mom wali

[Manju roy]

Khani to bhut achi hai par yak achi sex hi kami hai phir koi name v nahi diya gaya hai dono ka .

[Amino]

Khani to bhut achi hai par yak achi sex hi kami hai phir koi name v nahi diya gaya hai dono ka .

Ismai hi to aur maza hai imagine karo apne aap ko aur opposite kisi pornstar ya actress jise chahe juse aur lo maze

[xxxhjbxxx]

I am planning to make this a mini series, there seems to be some scope. If anyone have any ideas, please let me know, I will appreciate it.

[Monalisha Aunty]

Aunty ko uske sath shadhi kara ke vaga do ..usko pregnant banao

[xxxhjbxxx]

Continued as a Mini Series...
-BETA POV-

Mainne kisi tarah bus wali ghatna ko bhula diya. Aakhir aur kar bhi kya sakta tha? Mera muh kholna matlab apne ghar ki barbadi. Hum Lucknow pahunch gaye aur shadi ke mahaul mein kho gaye. Shadi ka environment ek taraf kaafi shandar tha, to dusri taraf ladai-jhagde ki wajah se tanav bhi bana hua tha. Main in sab cheezon ko nazar-andaz kar apni umar ke family members ke saath ghul mil gaya aur shadi ke kaamon mein hath batane laga.

Agle din shadi thi. Hum sab barat le kar community hall pahunch gaye. Khane ka accha intezaam tha, to hum sab usme busy ho gaye. Raat ko shadi ka program chal raha tha, aur sab log thak kar aadhe soye hue lag rahe the. Main bhi baar-baar neend ke jhoke me chala ja raha tha, ki tabhi mera phone baj utha. Papa ki call thi.

"Beta, tumhari mummy phone nahi utha rahi hain. Unhe phone dedo, mujhe unse thodi baat karni hai," Papa bole. Maine haan kaha aur mummy ko nazar ghuma ke dekhne ki koshish ki, lekin wo kahin dikh nahi rahi thi. To main phone lekar community hall ke bahar gaya aur food stalls ke paas nazar daudayi. Tab mujhe mummy dikh gayi.

Main aadhi neend me unki taraf badhne laga, lekin jaise-jaise main nazdeek gaya, meri neend ekdum hawa ho gayi.

Mummy ek ladke ke saath baithi baatein kar rahi thi. Aur yeh koi aira-gera nahi tha, balki wahi bus wala ladka tha. Use dekhte hi mera man kiya ki turant use pakad ke maar dun, lekin pata nahi kaise, maine khud ko control kar liya. Mainne use ghura aur mummy ko phone diya. Unhone phone le kar baat shuru ki, aur isse pehle ki main kuch kar dun, main wahan se chala gaya aur Mummy bhi mere sath chali aayi.
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Agle din hamara train mein reservation tha. Kismat se maine AC3 ki tickets le li thi. Main itna thak chuka tha ki din bhar sota raha, aur meri neend tab khuli jab mummy ne mujhe jagaya. Meri nazar unke chehre par gayi—ajeeb si utsukta thi unki aankhon mein, lekin maine is baat ko nazarandaz kiya. Main apna saman sametne laga, aur kuch der baad humne khana khaya aur train station ke liye nikal gaye.

Station par hum dono platform par khade train ka intezaar kar rahe the, lekin mujhe lag raha tha ki mummy bar-bar apne phone ki taraf dekh rahi thi, jaise kisi ka intezaar ho.

Achanak wo mere paas aayi aur kaha ki unhe ek emergency hai aur kuch der mein wapas aa jayengi. Maine pucha, "Kya pareshaani hai?" To unhone chupke se kaha, "Ladies issue." Ye sunkar maine aur kuch puchna zaroori nahi samjha aur baat wahi khatam kar di. Wo jaldi se bheed mein kho gayi, aur main wahi khada unka intezaar karta raha.

Thodi hi der mein train platform par aa gayi. Maine apna saman coach mein rakh diya aur mummy ko phone lagakar unhe jaldi aane ko kaha, kyunki train chutne hi wali thi.

Kuch waqt baad mummy train ke compartment mein dakhil hui. Wo halki si jhuki hui thi, jaise thak gayi ho, aur saans lene ki koshish kar rahi thi. Unka chehra pasine se chamak raha tha, aur unke baal bhi thode bikhre hue lag rahe the. Pasine ke wajah se unki sari pith par chipak gayi thi. Mujhe mummy ko dekh kar turant bus ka ek purana manzar yaad aa gaya, lekin maine us khayaal ko zabardasti apne dil se nikal diya.

"Mummy, sab theek hai na?" Maine dheere se puchha.
"Sab theek hai," unhone hichkichahat se jawab diya, phir apni jagah par baith kar paani ka ek sip liya.

Main chup ho gaya, lekin unki halat dekh kar mann mein ajeeb se sawaal uthne lage.
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Main kafi thaka hua tha, aur train ke chalne ke saath hi apni sleeper berth par jaa kar so gaya. Mummy bhi apni middle berth par chadh kar sone chali gayi. Thakaan ke maare main gehri neend mein chala gaya aur seedha agle din hi utha, jab Mummy ne mujhe jagaya.

Agle din Mummy ke chehre par ek alag hi chamak thi. Wo bahut khush aur chehak chahak rahi thi. Unka muskurata hua chehra dekh kar mujhe bhi bahut achha laga. Jaise unki muskaan ne meri sari chintaen mita di ho.

Maine socha ki jo kuch bus mein hua, use bhul jaana hi behtar hoga. Hum dono ne apna saman samet kar Papa ke bheje hue gaadi mein baith ghar ki taraf rukh kar liya.

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-LADKA POV-

Main nashe me dhut tha, maine aur mere kuch dost ganje ke nashe me bistar pe pade hue the, main isi bich cigeratte jala ke pine laga, mujhe nashe ke halat me dhuen ka swad jyada pasand tha, mera ek dost meri aur dekh ke puchata hai, "Sale teri gf kisi aur ke sath ghum rahi thi, pata bhi hai sale kitni bari raand hai wo", maine apna sir haa me hilaya, "mujhe kya be, kisi ke sath ghume, bus chut mujhe deti rahe", ye sun mere dost hasane lagate hain, "Madarchod kasam se ekdam kameena hai sale tu", main hansate hue apna phone nikal apni nayi setting ka number milane laga aur dosto se kaha, "Wo to main hun, chal thoda lund ghisai kar ke aata hun", mera dost karwat lete hue kaha, "saale chala ja nahi raha hai, aur chala hai chodane, bhak chutiya sala", main hasane laga, "are ye wo nahi hai re, nayi set ki hai, aunty hai, pura khayaal rakhati hai mera".

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Main apni baat puri karta hi tha ki ek dost uthkar baith gaya, aankhein masalate hue bola, "Aunty? Saale, tujhe kab se aunty pasand aane lagi? Kya baat hai, purana flavor chhod ke naye menu pe aa gaya?"

Main hansne laga, "Arre, uncle ko uncle mat bol, aunty ka asar dekh ke teri bhi soch badal jayegi. Kaam bhi tight karti hai aur khayaal bhi rakhti hai. Agli baar set kara doonga tere liye."

Sab fir se hasne lage. Ek aur dost, jo thodi der se chup tha, beech mein bola, "Aur bata, kya kya karwa liya aunty se? Ya phir sirf dialoguebaazi kar raha hai?"

Maine cigarette ka ek aur kash lagaya aur ek dheemi si muskaan ke saath bola, "Sab kuch, beta... sab kuch. Poora service package. Ab tum log padhe raho bistar pe, main phone milata hoon."

Maine number dial kiya, aur dusre kamre mein jaane laga. Peeche se ek dost chillaya, "Saale, video call pe kar lena, hum bhi seekh lenge!"

Main hans kar bola, "Tum logo ke aukat ke bahar hai ye, beta. Seekhna hai to khud try kar."

Dusre kamre mein jaake phone lagaya, aunty ne phone uthaya. Dheemi si awaaz mein boli, "Bohot der se call kar rahe ho, ab yaad aaye?"

Maine haste hue kaha, "Arre aunty, doston ke saath busy tha. Ab aap se baat karke energy recharge karni hai."

Wo thoda hansi, "Bas baatein karoge ya milne ka plan bhi hai?"

Maine turant bola, "Plan to wahi hai, bas aap time de do."

Wo boli, "Samay tumhare haath mein hai, main ready hoon."

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Maine aunty se confirm kiya aur nashe ke halat me hi dost ko bola, "Saale, ruk tu, dekh kaise aunty se mil ke aata hoon." Sab hans rahe the, par mujhe koi parvah nahi thi. Main rickshaw liya aur unke ghar ki taraf chal pada.

Jaise hi main aunty ke ghar pahunchta hoon, darwaza khat-khataya. Aunty ne andar se poocha, "Kaun?"

Maine bola, "Aunty, main hoon."

Darwaza khula aur aunty ne mujhe dekha. Unka chehra pehle confusion bhara tha, phir gussa. "Nashe me aaye ho? Ye kya halat banai hai tumne?" Wo ek maa ki tarah mujhe daantne lagi.

Main muskurate hue bola, "Arre aunty, main to aapko dekhne aya hoon. Nashe ka kya hai, wo to chala jayega."

Unhone meri baat ignore ki aur mujhe andar le aayi. "Chup chap sofa pe baitho. Main tumhare liye juice la rahi hoon."

Main sofa par latak gaya, aankh band karke. Tab tak aunty kitchen se ek glass juice lekar aayi aur bola, "Piyo pehle. Dimag thikane pe lao."

Main hanste hue juice leke bola, "Aunty, aap itna khyaal rakhti hain, lagta hai mujhe har din yahan aana chahiye."

Unhone meri taraf ghurke dekha, "Zyada natak mat karo. Chup chap juice piyo."

Main juice ka ek sip lete hue bola, "Aunty, mujhe lagta hai, aap mere liye hi bani ho. Maa ka pyar, biwi ka care aur girlfriend ka thrill sab ek saath."

Wo hansi, "Bas bas, zyada buttering mat karo. Mujhe pata hai tum jaise ladko ke nakhre."

Main flirt karte hue bola, "Arre aunty, aapka nakhra dekh kar to main pagal ho gaya hoon. Ab toh mujhe yahan se jaane ka mann hi nahi."

Wo meri taraf hansi daba kar dekhti rahi, "Tum bas line maarne me expert ho. Lekin meri baat suno, zyada shararat karoge to tumhe deewar ke bahar phenk dungi."

Main aur mazak me bola, "Deewar ke bahar nahi, aunty, aapke paas rehna hai mujhe."

Aunty thoda sharma ke bola, "Chup raho, juice khatam karo aur seedhe baitho."

Maine juice khatam kar ke glass table pe rakha, phir aunty ki taraf mudh kar bola, "Aunty, sach me, mujhe samajh nahi aata, aap itni perfect kaise ho."

Wo mujhe haath se maarne ki nautanki karte hue boli, "Tumhare jaisa perfect line maara, to main perfect ban gayi."

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Maine juice ka glass table par rakha aur aunty ki taraf mudh kar mazakiya andaz me bola, "Aunty, ek baat bolu?"

Unhone thoda curiosity se dekha, "Haan bolo, ab kya natak karoge?"

Maine hasi dabate hue bola, "Aapko lagta hai na, ki main hi line maarne me expert hoon. Lekin such bolo, aap jitni khubsurat ho, aapko sirf ek boyfriend pe limit nahi karna chahiye."

Aunty ka chehra ekdum shock aur hansi ke mixture se bhar gaya, "Kya? Tumhare dimaag me aur kuch bach gaya hai bolne ke liye?"

Maine kaandhe uchatte bola, "Arre aunty, sach bol raha hoon. Aapke jaise aunty log 10-12 boyfriends rakhne ke layak hoti hain. Sab alag-alag kaam ke liye. Ek khana banane ke liye, ek shopping karane ke liye, ek romantic baatein karne ke liye..."

Unhone meri baat kaat ke bola, "Aur ek tumhare jaise shaitani dimaag wale ke liye, jo sirf faltu ki baatein karta hai!"

Main aur zyada mazak karte hue bola, "Haan aunty! Waise main us list me number one rahunga, entertainment aur khushi ke liye. Baaki log chhote-mote kaam ke liye."

Unhone haath me cushion uthaya aur mere taraf fake diya, "Chup raho, pagal! Tumhe lagta hai ki meri life koi TV serial hai?"

Main cushion pakad ke bola, "Aunty, sach me, aap kitne lucky ho jaoge. Aapko alag-alag surprises milenge har roz. Aur socho, sab aapki seva me lage rahenge."

Unhone aankhen ghoomate hue bola, "Mujhe lagta hai tumhara nasha utar raha hai ab. Ye bakwas idea kahaan se aaya tumhare dimaag me?"

Main haske bola, "Dil se, aunty. Main chahta hoon ki aapki life aur exciting ho jaye. Waise bhi, aap jitni stunning ho, sab log aap pe flat ho jayenge."

Unhone thoda sharmate aur gusse ke mixture me bola, "Tumhare jaise log jitne kam ho na, duniya utni acchi jagah banegi!"

Main apna ek haath dil pe rakhta hua drama karte bola, "Arre aunty, dil pe mat lo. Main toh sirf aapki khushi ke liye bol raha hoon."

Unhone meri taraf muskara ke dekha, "Khushi ki chinta mat karo. Tumhare jaise ek hi banda mere dimaag ki chhutti karne ke liye kaafi hai. Dus-gyarah boyfriend rakhe to shayad hospital jaana padega!"

Hum dono hasne lage, aur mahol aur bhi halka aur fun ho gaya.

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Maine juice ka glass khatam kiya aur aunty ki taraf dekha, unki aankhon me thodi curiosity aur thodi narazgi thi. Thoda mazak me bola, "Aunty, abhi ek aur idea aaya hai."

Unhone aankh dikhate hue kaha, "Ab kya naya shaitani plan hai tumhara?"

Main khada hoke zyada drama karte bola, "Aunty, ab aapko ek perfect saree look dena padega. Woh bhi braless, kyunki saree ka asli charm tabhi dikhta hai."

Unhone ekdum chauk ke bola, "Kya? Tum bilkul pagal ho gaye ho! Aur ye bakwas idea tumhare dimaag me kyun aaya?"

Maine apne dil pe haath rakha aur kaha, "Aunty, aap meri inspiration ho. Main chahta hoon ki aap apne look se sabko flat kar do. Waise bhi, ye mera naya mission hai—Aapki khoobsurti ko duniya ke saamne lana."

Unhone thoda sharmate hue bola, "Tumhe lagta hai main tumhari baaton me aa jaungi?"

Main mazakiya andaz me unka haath pakad ke bola, "Aunty, bas ek baar. Mujhe lagta hai, aapko bhi maza aayega."

Unhone thoda sharma kar aankhen neeche kar li, "Theek hai, lekin sirf ek baar. Aur tumhare aur stupid ideas nahi chalenge."

Maine unka haath pakad ke unhe bedroom ki taraf le gaya. Wahan ek light pink saree unke liye select ki aur kaha, "Yeh perfect hai. Aur blouse ka chakkar mat lo. Bilkul natural look chahiye."

Unhone saree li aur sharmate hue washroom me chale gayi. Kuch der baad jab wapas aayi, to meri aankhen unki taraf dekh ke ruki hi nahi. Saree unke upar bilkul graceful lag rahi thi, aur unka sharma hua chehra aur zyada khoobsurat lag raha tha.

Maine taali bajate hue bola, "Aunty, aap to fashion magazine ka cover ban sakti ho! Seriously, ekdum breathtaking!"

Unhone aankh ghoomate hue bola, "Bas karo, zyada tarif mat karo."

Main unke kareeb jaake bola, "Aunty, sach me, aap itni stunning ho ki aapko ek nahi, 10-12 boyfriends hone chahiye. Sab aapke is look pe fida ho jayenge."

Unhone thoda sharma ke bola, "Tumhare pagal ideas kabhi khatam nahi hote, hai na?"

Main hasi dabate bola, "Arre aunty, sochiye. Har boyfriend aapke ek kaam me help karega. Ek shopping, ek cooking, ek romantic dates ke liye..."

Unhone mazak me haath uthaya, "Ab bas! Tumhare pagalpan ka koi ilaaj nahi."

Main unka haath pakad ke bola, "Aunty, bas aap meri baat maano. Aap sabke liye ek inspiration ho. Aap jaisi beautiful aur smart woman ko sabse zyada deserve karna chahiye."

Unhone thoda narazgi aur sharmate hue bola, "Tumhe lagta hai main tumhari baaton me aa jaungi?"

Main unke kareeb jaake bola, "Aunty, aap meri baaton me nahi aa rahi, aap apni khoobsurti ke magic ko samajh rahi ho."

Unhone halki si hasi di, "Tumhare jaise bachche ke sath mazak karne me hi maza hai."

Maine unhe ek mirror ke samne khada kiya aur bola, "Dekho aunty, ye look to duniya dekhne layak hai. Bas ek selfie aur sabko dikhao."





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-THIRD POV-

Uska nasha dheere-dheere kam hone laga, lekin uske chehre ki mischievous muskaan abhi bhi bani hui thi. Usne almari ke paas rakhe sindoor ki chhoti si dabbi uthai aur teasingly Aunty ke paas jaakar bola, "Aunty, ekdum suhagan look ke liye ye sindoor lagana toh banta hai!"

Aunty ke chehre par ekdum se laalima chhagi. "Are pagal ho gaya hai kya? Yeh kya nautanki chal rahi hai?" unhone hasi chhupane ki koshish karte hue daanta sindoor ki dibbi dur wapas rakh di.

Usne bedpost ke sahare khade hote hue hasi mein jawab diya, "Aap toh waise hi Miss India lagti ho, par thoda aur dramatic touch de raha hoon. Waise sach bolo, Aap ek number ki maal ho!!!"

"Bas bas, zyada mat bol," Aunty ne aankhon se tokte hue kaha, lekin unke chehre ki hasi bata rahi thi ki unhe maza aa raha hai.

Phir woh almari ki taraf badha aur ek dusari elegant saree nikalte hue bola, "Aapko na, ye bhi braless style try karna chahiye. Bilkul bold aur stylish lagega!"

Aunty ne uske haath pe zor se maarte hue kaha, "Badmaash! Tumhare dimaag mein kuch aur chalta bhi hai kya?"

Lekin uski nonstop tareefon aur masti ke samne, Aunty ki sharm haar maan gayi. Dheere se dusari saree pehnte hue unhone mirror ke saamne khud ko dekha. "Ab khush ho? Tumhare pagal ideas ke hisaab se sab kar diya," unhone haste hue bola.

Woh ek kadam aur aage badh ke bola, "Perfect! Lekin ab ek kaam aur karna padega—petticoat hata do. Sirf saree mein na, elegance alag level pe chala jata hai."

Aunty ne nakhre dikhane ki koshish ki, lekin uske masti bhare bol aur flattery ke samne unka bhi bas nahi chala. Dheere se unhone petticoat bhi hata diya aur sirf saree mein khadi ho gayi.

"Dekha! Ab toh ekdum supermodel lag rahi ho!" usne Aunty ke chehre ki sharm aur hasi ko dekhte hue bola.

Woh aur paas aate hue dheere se bola, "Aapko aur BF banane chahiye, Aunty. Aapke style aur charm ka poora fayda uthana chahiye. Waise bhi, duniya ke liye ek inspiration ban jaogi!"

Aunty ne hasi mein bola, "Tere jaise BF toh mujhe maar dalenge. Aur koi hoga toh tujhe jalan hogi."

"Jalan toh tab hogi jab aap mujhe ignore karengi. Baaki toh jitne BF, utna maza!" usne aankh maarte hue bola, jisse Aunty ki hasi aur zyada badh gayi.

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Uska mischievous mood abhi bhi bana hua tha. Usne sindoor ki dabbi uthai aur mazak karte hue Aunty ke paas jaakar bola, "Bas ab toh yeh mang bhi bhar deta hoon. Aapka toh aaj poora makeover karna hai!"

Aunty ne aankhon se daantne ki koshish ki, lekin unki sharm aur hasi dono ek saath unhe rok nahi paayi. "Kya pagalpan hai ye! Chal, hata isse!" Lekin jab tak Aunty kuch aur bolti, usne unka mang dheere se sindoor se bhar diya.

"Aunty, ab toh ekdum official lag rahi ho!" usne hasi mein bola. Aunty ne sharma ke apni aankhein jhuka li, lekin unke chehre par ek ajeeb si laali aur hasi thi.

Tabhi, uska phone baj utha. Usne screen par dekha, call uski girlfriend ka tha. Aunty ki nazar bhi phone ki taraf gayi, aur unka chehra ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya. Lekin agle hi pal unhone apne jazbat chhupate hue ek halki muskaan apne chehre par le aayi.

"Lagta hai madam apna haq jatane wali hai," Aunty ne mazak karte hue bola, lekin unki awaaz me ek halki jalan ka ehsaas tha.

Usne call uthate hue casually bola, "Haan, bolo? Haan yaar, abhi busy hoon. Kya? Achha, theek hai, bas aa raha hoon."

Phone rakhte hi usne Aunty ki taraf dekha aur bola, "Aunty, ek zaruri kaam aa gaya hai. Main nikalta hoon."

Aunty ne ek moment ke liye kuch nahi kaha. Lekin unke chehre ki muskaan dheere se gayab ho gayi. "Theek hai, ja. Kaam important hota hai," unhone halki si hasi ke sath kaha, lekin unki awaaz me ek udaasi thi.

Usne jaldi se apne shoes pehne, aur darwaze ki taraf chalte-chalte bola, "Aap tension mat lena, milte hain phir!"

Darwaza band hone ki awaz ke sath hi Aunty ne apne jazbat ko roka, lekin unki aankhon me ek gussa ke sath ek dukh bhi tha. Unhone khud ko sambhalte hue, sindoor ko apne maang se saaf kar diya. Phir chup-chaap sofa par baith gayi, apni zindagi ke faislon par sochti hui.

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Agle hafte, ladka college ke baad phir se Aunty ko phone lagata hai. Uska mood kaafi masti bhara tha, aur uska mann tha Aunty ke saath phir se waqt bitane ka. Lekin Aunty ne phone nahi uthaya. Pehle toh usne socha ki shayad busy hongi, lekin jab kaafi der tak koi jawab nahi mila, toh uska patience khatam hone laga.

"Phone nahi utha rahi? Kya baat hai, Aunty aaj ignore kar rahi hai?" usne socha, aur bina waqt gaway apni bike nikali aur seedha Aunty ke ghar ki taraf chal diya.

Woh hamesha ki tarah pichhle darwaze se chupke se andar ghus gaya. Aunty ka ghar uske liye jaise doosre ghar jaisa ho chuka tha. Lekin aaj kuch alag tha. Ghar me ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, jo uska curiosity aur badha rahi thi.

Uski nazar Aunty ke band kamre ki taraf gayi. Usne dheere se apne kadam badhaye aur darwaze ke paas pahunch gaya. Wahan pahunch ke usne kaan laga diya. Andar se aane wali halki-halki awazein uska dhyan kheench rahi thi.

"Aunty... kya sach me...?" usne apne andar hi andar socha. Uski curiosity ab excitement me badal chuki thi. Dheere-dheere, usne andar ki baat sunni.

Awazon se use samajh aaya ki Aunty kisi ke saath thi... aur wo bhi ek naye boyfriend ke saath! Uske chehre par ek mischievous muskan phail gayi.

"Toh Aunty ne meri baat maan hi li!" usne mann hi mann muskara kar socha. Use ek ajeeb si khushi ho rahi thi, jaise uski zid puri ho gayi ho. Lekin saath hi, uska mann aur masti karne ko kar raha tha.

Usne socha ki andar ghus ke unhe surprise de, lekin phir ruka aur bola, "Nahi, pehle dekhte hain, Aunty ka naya boyfriend kaun hai." Uska chehra ab pura excitement se chamak raha tha.

[srider69]

Wow, amazing story. Kindly keep it going

[Dhamakaindia108]

Wow nice story

[Rishwanderlust8695]

Bro can you add more details of the scene, like the saree one, kuch details hi nhi thi ki kaisi dikh rhi aunty, and pictures also.

[lou12]

I think frequently changing the perspective breaks the continuity and spoils the fun. You can switch between beta and ladka’s pov, which would be fine.
Great story, keep it going.

[1234rocket]

wow...
waiting for the nxt part...

[vikram.20.24]

Very nice story....but frequent scene changes make it difficult to understand. else everything is best

[xxxhjbxxx]

3 stars :-) hehe

[ShakirAli]

Lagta hai ki aunty to pahle se hi phaunchi hui khiladi hai… ladke ko lag raha hai ki wo aunty ko seduced kar raha hai lekin umrdaraaj aunty usse das qadam aage hai 

[ShakirAli]

Ek mashvara hai ki ek hi POV rakho… nahin to flow toot jaata hai reader ka… Accha hai ki third POV rakho throughout.