Adultery Meri Maa Ke Chhupe Raaz

[Mahendra_]

Meri Maa Ke Chhupe Raaz



Bhaari sheher Mumbai mein, jahan sadkein zindagi se bhari hain aur sadak ke khane ki khushboo hawa mein lehrati hai, meri teen logon ki parivaar ek sadaran apartment mein rehta tha.

Mere pitaji, Rohit Gupta, ek samarpit 45 saal ke vyakti the jo ek nazdik ki chhoti si company mein kaam karte the, jahan zyada paisa nahi milta tha, jabki meri maa, Pooja Gupta, 40 saal ki thi aur hamare mohalle ki sabse khoobsurat aurat thi.






Uski khoobsurati sirf uske komal chehre mein nahi thi, balki uski garam muskurahat aur uski hansi ne hamare ghar ko bhara hota tha.

Maa ka sharir thoda motapa tha, unki naram, gol breasts aur badi gaand the jo aisa lagta tha ki unmein apni hi zindagi hai, thodi si jhijhakhti waqt jab wo chalti. Wo dekhne layak thi, aur ye koi surprise nahi tha ki kai production companies unhe model banne ke liye bulati thi.

Lekin, maa hamesha unhe mana karti thi, khud par sahi hone aur aisi tarah se apni body ko pradarshit nahi karte hue.

Zyada tar din, aap unhe ghar par paate, khush dimaag se rang-birange scarf aur sweater banaate hue, unki ungliyaan phelti hui dori par kaam karti thi. Unhe apne haathon se kuch sundar banana pasand tha, aur main unki is baat ki kadar karta tha. Zindagi aasan aur meethi thi jab tak ek din, sab kuch badal gaya.

Pitaji ek badi muskurahat ke saath ghar aaye, yah bataate hue ki unhe shehar ke bahar ek naukri ka offer mila hai. Ye acchi salary ka tha, aur woh cheh mahine ke liye chale ja rahe the. Maa bahut khush thi; ye woh mauka tha jiska intezaar unhone kiya tha. Unhe apne pitaji ke liye sabse accha chahiye tha aur is khabar ke liye woh khush thi.



Agle din, humne pitaji ke kapde pack kiye, aur main dekh raha tha ki maa ki aankhein khushi se chamak rahi thi jab hum unka vidayi tayar kar rahe the. Humne unhe bus station tak chhoda, aur jab bus chal gayi, maine alvida kaha, apne mann mein garv aur udasi ka mishran mehsoos karte hue.

Un dinon ke turant baad, zindagi jaise chali gayi. Maa aur main pitaji se phone par baatcheet karte rahe, aur unhe unke liye sach mein khush dekha. Wo aksar muskurati jab wo unse baat karti, unki hansi hamare ghar mein goonjti. Lekin phir, ek naya adhyaya shuru hua jab ek aadmi, Vinay, khali ghar mein rehne aaya.

Vinay kareeb 55 saal ka tha, ek mazboot sharir ke saath jo mehnat bhari zindagi ki nishani thi. Usne haal hi mein talaak liya tha, aur jabki main usse zyada nahi baat karta tha, kabhi kabhi uske darwaze ke paas se guzar kar use namaste keh deti thi.

Wo aksar bahar bina shirt ke baithta tha, garm Mumbai ki dhoop ka aanand lete hue. Main dekhta ki usme ek alag hi akarshan hai, lekin maine is par zyada nahi socha jab tak ek din sab kuch badal gaya.

Ek dopahar, jab main bahar baithak raha tha, Vinay uncle meri homework mein meri madad kar rahe the. Hum apni baatcheet mein masroof the jab maine dekha maa bazaar se apni shopping bags ke saath wapas aa rahi hain. Main kood kar unki taraf bhaaga, unhe gale lagate hue.

“Maa! Aap aa gayi!” Maine kaha, khushi ki lehar mere andar mehsoos karte hue.

“Namaste, Kabir! Kya mere bags mein madad kar sakte ho?” unhone jawab diya, unki awaaz garmi aur bulane wali thi.

Jab hum apne ghar ke nazdeek aaye, Vinay uncle ne maa ko dekha aur khade ho gaye, unke chehre par muskurahat fail gayi. Main dekh sakta tha kaise wo unhe dekh rahe the, nazar unki breasts par ruk gayi, aur isne mujhe bechain kar diya. Maa, unki nazar mehsoos karte hue, apne saree ko apne seene ko dhakne ke liye instinctively theek kiya, ek subtle bhavna jo bahut kuch bata rahi thi.

Vinay: (Pooja ko dekhte hue) Ah, aap toh Kabir ki maa hain!

Mummy: (thodi sharmaate hue) Haan, wohi toh hoon. Main Pooja hoon.

Vinay: (khaade hote hue aur haath badhate hue) Aapse milke accha laga, Pooja. Main Vinay, aapka naye padosi. Abhi abhi agle ghar mein aaya hoon.

Mummy: (unka haath thaamte hue, thodi sharmaate hue) Aapse milke accha laga, Vinay.

Vinay: (garam muskurahat ke saath) Maine Kabir se aapke baare mein kaafi suna hai. Wo aapse hamesha baatein karta hai.

Mummy: (muskurate hue, thodi pareshani se) Oh, sach mein? Mujhe ummeed hai sab acchi baatein hain.

Vinay: (hanskar) Bilkul! Usne kaha aap mohalle ki sabse achi cook ho. Shayad mujhe uss par vishwas karna pade.

Mummy: (halka hanskar) Toh main apni poori koshish karti hoon. Cooking meri pasandida cheezein mein se ek hai.

Vinay: (porch railing par jhukhte hue) Yeh sun kar accha laga. Mujhe kuch cooking tips chahiye. Main kitchen mein sabse accha nahi hoon, sach kahun toh.

Mummy: (sharmate hue) Yeh bas practice ki baat hai. Agar aap chahen toh main aapko kuch aasaan recipes dikha sakti hoon.

Vinay: (utsaah se) Yeh toh badiya hoga! Shayad hum kabhi cooking session rakhein.

Mummy: (sharmaate hue) Yeh toh accha lagega, lekin mujhe nahi pata kya main acchi teacher hoon.

Vinay: (muskurate hue) Mujhe pura vishwas hai aap bhaut badiya karengi. Aur, cooking karte waqt kuch saath hona accha lagega.

Mummy: (niche dekhte hue, thoda sharmaati) Haan, yeh accha rahega.

Vinay: (unki sharm ko mehsoos karte hue) Toh, aap is mohalle mein kitne samay se reh rahi hain?

Mummy: (apne vichar ikattha karte hue) Oh, hum yahan pichle paanch saal se hain. Yeh toh sach mein ek sundar jagah hai.

Vinay: (sarhane lagte hue) Main dekh sakta hoon. Sab log dosti bhare lagte hain. Main sabse milne ka intezaar kar raha hoon.

Mummy: (muskurate hue) Aap jald hi fit ho jayenge. Thodi der toh dijiye.

Vinay: (mazak karte hue) Main ummeed karta hoon! Lekin, mujhe guide ki zarurat bhi ho sakti hai.

Mummy: (halka hanskar) Main ismein madad kar sakti hoon.

Vinay: (thoda jhukkar) Toh, Pooja, aap apne free time mein kya karti hain?

Mummy: (thoda jhijhak karte hue) Well, mujhe knitting karna aur Kabir ke saath waqt bitana accha lagta hai. Isse main busy rehti hoon.

Vinay: (ruchi se) Knitting? Yeh toh impressive hai! Maine kabhi isse seekha nahi.

Mummy: (sharmate hue) Yeh koi mushkil nahi hai. Bas thoda patience chahiye hota hai.

Vinay: (muskurate hue) Main iski kadar karta hoon. Aapke haathon se kuch banana kitna accha hota hoga.





Mummy: (sar hilaate hue) Haan, yeh sach mein relaxing hota hai.

Vinay: (samay dekhte hue) Toh, main nahi chahata ki main aapko aapke din se rokaun.

Mummy: (apne ghadi ko dekhte hue) Oh, aap sahi keh rahe hain! Mujhe Kabir ke liye dinner banana hai.

Vinay: (muskurate hue) Of course! Aapse milkar achha laga, Pooja. Ummeed hai hum jaldi phir se baat kar sakte hain.

Mummy: (muskurate hue, thodi aaram se) Haan, mujhe yeh accha lagega.

Vinay: (jaate hue haath hilaate hue) Khayal rakhiye, aur agar aapko kuch chahiye ho toh bina jhijhak aaye.

Mummy: (haath hilaate hue) Dhanyavaad, Vinay! Aap bhi!

Maa jab hamare apartment ki taraf wapas chal rahi thi, tab maine dekha kuch aur, Vinay uncle, apne kursi par baithkar unhe ghoor se dekh rahe the.

Unki nazar unke bade gaand par thi, jo unki saree par zyada prabhav daal rahe the. Maa ke गांड size 42 ke the, jo unhe aam se bada dikhate the, aur unmein ek tarah ki naramta thi jo dono sukhad aur akarshak thi.

Jab wo chali, unke haath thode jhijhakte huye chale, ek natural gati jo Vinay ko mohit kar rahi thi. Main dekh raha tha kaise unki aankhein unke gaand ke curvies par lagatar rahi.

Us pal, mujhe ajeeb si bhavna mehsoos hui. Ek taraf, main apni maa aur unki khoobsurti par garv mehsoos kar raha tha, lekin doosri taraf, Vinay uncle ke nazar se wo dekhne par mujhe kuch ajeeb lag raha tha.

Aisa lag raha tha jaise wo mohit hue hain, ek aise pal mein kho gaye jo meri pasand ke liye zyada nazar ka tha. Main hamesha apni maa ko ek garam aur pyaar bhari shakal se dekh raha tha, aur sochta tha ki jo koi dusra unhe aise dekh raha hai, wo kuch negative hai aur mujhe bechain kar raha tha.

Raat ko jab maa farsh saaf kar rahi thi aur main TV dekh raha tha, unhone mujhe poocha:

Mummy: (farsh saaf karte huye) Toh, Kabir, ye Vinay hain kaun?

Main: (TV se dekhtay huye) Oh, wo toh hamare naye padosi hain. Abhi abhi agle ghar mein aaye hain.

Mummy: (jaankari se) Sach mein? Aapko unke baare mein kya pata hai?

Main: (kandhe hilaate hue) Zyada nahi. Wo kareeb 55 saal ke hain, mazboot dikh rahe hain, aur haal hi mein talaak liya hai.

Mummy: (saaf karte hue rukte hue) Talaak? Yeh toh dilchasp hai. Kya unhone apne baare mein kuch aur kaha?

Main: (sochte hue) Bas itna hi ki wo bas nayi jagah par set hone ki koshish kar rahe hain.

Mummy: (sar hilaate hue) Samajh gayi. Kya unke paas koi parivaar hai paas?

Main: (sar hilaate hue) Nahi, mujhe nahi lagta. Wo akela hain.

Mummy: (farsh saaf karte hue, unki jagah jyangy aur bada vichar karti) Yeh unke liye mushkil hoga. Wo kaisa lag rahe hain? Dosti bhare?

Main: (sar hilaate hue) Haan, wo acche lagte hain. Wo mujhe hamesha homework mein madad karte hain.

Mummy: (muskurate hue) Yeh toh acchi baat hai. Kya unhone kaha ki wo kya karte hain?

Main: (sochte hue) Haan, unhone kaha wo ek businessman hain.

Mummy: (deewar ke saath jhukti hue, ruchi se) Businessman? Yeh toh dilchasp hai. Wo kis prakar ka business karte hain?

Main: (kandhe hilaate hue) Mujhe nahi pata. Unhone zyada details nahi di, par wo aise lag rahe the jaise unhe pata hai kya kehna hai.

Mummy: (sar hilaate hue) Hmm, dilchasp. Aapko unki kya rai hai?

Main: (kandhe hilaate hue) Wo theek lagte hain. Bas ek aam aadmi, mere khayal se.

Mummy: (muskurate hue) Yeh toh acchi baat hai. Accha padosi hona zaroori hai.

Main: (sar hilaate hue) Haan, mujhe lagta hai wo bilkul fit hote hain.

Mummy: (jaankari se) Toh, kya aap unse zyada baat karte hain?

Main: (sar hilaate hue) Bas thodi bahut. Wo dosti bhare lage, lekin.

Mummy: (farsh saaf karte hue, jaankari badhati) Main jaan na chahti hoon wo is mohalle mein kaisa adjust kar rahe hain.

Main: (muskurate hue) Mujhe lagta hai wo theek kar rahe hain. Wo sabko jaanne ki koshish karte hain. Maa, mujhe lagta hai Vinay Uncle achhe vyakti hain, kya hum unhe chai par bulane ka soch sakte hain?

Mummy: (hanskar) Toh agar aap unse phir milte hain, toh shayad aap unhe chai par bulane ka keh sakte hain.

Main: (sar hilaate hue) Zaroor, main yeh kar sakta hoon!

Phir ek din shaam ko, main Vinay uncle ke ghar gaya aur unse kaha ki humne unhe apne ghar chai par bulane ka socha hai, unhone yeh sun kar khushi mehsoos ki.

[nadia]

Update please

[Sabitri Roy]

very nice start

[Uvaaaa]

Nice start update please.

[Mahendra_]

Din beet-te gaye, meri maa Pooja aur Vinay uncle kareeb aa gaye. Woh ghanton baatein karte aur haste the, aur humara ghar Vinay uncle ke liye ek regular hangout spot ban gaya tha.

Har din woh humare ghar aate the, aur meri maa unke favorite dishes banati thi, unhe lunch ya dinner par rukne ke liye invite karti thi. Unki dosti badhti gayi, aur aksar woh veranda ke paas baithkar ghanton baatein karte the.

Main college se ghar aata, aur unhe baatein karte hue paata. Woh haste aur mujhe wave karte the, aur apni maa ko itna khush dekh kar mujhe khushi hoti thi.

Maa aksar mujhse mere din ke baare mein poochti thi, aur Vinay uncle dhyan se sunte the, himmat aur salah dete the. Meri maa unhe chai ya snacks deti thi, aur woh saath baith kar ek dusre ki company enjoy karte the.

Jaise jaise main unhe dekhta, maine dekha ki Vinay uncle ke aas-pass hone par meri maa khush ho jaati thi. Woh zyada hasta aur muskurati thi, aur unki aankhon mein khushi chamakti thi.

Woh unke saath aaram se mehsoos karti thi, aur main unke beech ek gehri connection mehsoos kar sakta tha. Main zyada nahin socha, yeh assume karte hue ki woh sirf ache dost ban rahe hain.

Ek din, Vinay uncle ne mujhe homework mein help karne ko kaha. Hum table par baithe, aur unhone mujhe concepts samjhaye, yeh ensure karte hue ki mujhe samajh aa jaye. Jaise hum kaam kar rahe the, unhone mere papa ke baare mein poocha, aur maine unhe bataya ki woh abhi bhi apne trip par hain.

Vinay uncle ka expression badal gaya, aur woh khush dikhe. "Woh kab wapas aayenge?" unhone poocha, aur maine jawab diya, "Chhe mahine baad." Vinay uncle ne sir hilaya, aur main unki awaaz mein ek chota sa uttejana mehsoos kar sakta tha.

Unhone mujhse meri maa ke baare mein aur sawal kiye, aur maine unke jawab diye, yeh realise kiye bina ki conversation kaha jaa rahi hai. "Tumhari maa ka favorite food kya hai?" unhone poocha, aur maine jawab diya, "Unhe cooking karna aur naye recipes try karna bahut pasand hai."

Jaise humne mera homework khatam kiya, Vinay uncle ne mujhe ek note di aur kaha ki main use apni maa ko de doon. Main note ko dekha, curious, aur unse poocha, "Yeh kis liye hai?" Vinay uncle muskuraye aur kaha, "Yeh sirf ek choti si cheez hai jo main tumhari maa ke saath share karna chahta tha. Kripya use de do, aur usse kehna ki yeh meri taraf se hai." Maine unse poocha ki usme kya likha hai, lekin woh sirf muskuraye aur kaha, "Chinta mat karo, bas use de dena." Maine unhe aur information dene ke liye kaha, lekin unhone mujhe kaha ki ise mat kholo, aur main agree ho gaya.

Us raat, meri maa kitchen mein dinner bana rahi thi, aur main unhe note dene gaya. Woh pot stir karne mein busy thi, aur maine unhe note di, yeh kehte hue, "Vinay uncle ne yeh aapke liye diya hai." Unka chehra khil gaya, aur unhone turant note mujhse le li, poochte hue, "Unhone kya kaha?" Maine unhe bataya ki unhone mujhe nahin bataya ki usme kya likha hai, aur woh curious dikhi.

Woh mere saamne use padhna nahin chahti thi, isliye unhone mujhe sitting room mein waapas jaane aur TV dekhne ko kaha. Main chala gaya, lekin zyada door nahin gaya. Main peeche muda, aur dekha meri maa note padh rahi thi, ek smile unke chehre par fail rahi thi. Mujhe nahin pata tha ki Vinay uncle ne kya likha tha, lekin yeh saaf tha ki yeh kuch khaas tha.

Maine apni maa ko doosre aadmi ke saath khush mehsoos karne par bura nahin socha jabki mere papa door the. Mujhe pata tha ki woh aur Vinay uncle sirf dost the, aur main unhe phir se muskurate hue dekh kar khush tha. Mere papa thode din ke liye gaye the, aur apni maa ko kisi se baat karne aur apni feeling share karne ke liye dekhna accha tha.


Ek raat, meri maa aur main saath mein dinner kar rahe the. Woh chawal aur dal ka simple meal bana rahi thi, lekin aroma bahut accha tha. Jaise hum khane baithe, maine unse poocha, "Maa, aaj raat Vinay ke ghar food lene ja rahi ho?"

Unhone muskuraya aur jawab diya, "Haan, main unke liye kuch dinner le jaane wali hoon. Woh apne kaam mein busy honge, aur mujhe yakeen hai ki unke paas kuch banane ka time nahin mila hoga."

Jaise humne apna meal finish kiya, meri maa Vinay ke liye food prepare karne ke liye uthi. Unhone ek bright yellow saree pehni hui thi, jo unka favorite color tha. Unhone use aise baandha tha jisse Vinay ko chhedna tha, pallu dheela tha aur unki peeth par latak raha tha, lekin jisne mera dhyaan khecha woh tha saree ko unhone apne gale mein kaise lapeta tha. Isne unke स्तन aur shoulder line ko accentuate kiya, jisse woh zyada feminine aur attractive lag rahi thi.

Main unke breasts aur shoulders ko dekhne se apne aap ko nahin rok paaya jaise woh kitchen ki taraf chali. Unke gaand soft aur plump the, aur unke gaand  jiggle karte the jaise woh move karti thi.







Maine nazar hata li, apni khud ki soch ke saath thoda asuvidha mehsoos karte hue. Meri maa hamesha mere liye sundar thi, lekin ab maine unhe ek alag roshni mein dekha.

Jaise unhone food prepare karna finish kiya, unhone kaha, "Main jaldi hi waapas aaungi, bas Vinay ke ghar yeh drop karna hai." Unhone containers uthaye aur darwaza ki taraf chali gayi.

Unhe waapas aane mein thoda time laga, aur mujhe hairani hui ki woh itna time kyun le rahi hain. Woh sirf kuch food drop kar rahi thi, akhir. Maine Vinay ke ghar ja kar check karne ka faisla kiya ki kya ho raha hai.

Main unke ghar ki taraf chala, lekin jab main darwaze par pahuncha, toh maine use locked paya. Maine kuch baar knock kiya, lekin koi jawab nahin aaya.

Maine apni maa ko awaaz di, "Maa, kya aap andar hain?" Main andar se halka sa shor sun sakta tha, aur phir maine unhe darwaza kholte hue dekha.

Main andar ghusa, aur tab maine Vinay ko couch par baithate dekha, sirf shorts aur vest pehne hue. Maine unke chehron ko dekha, aur tab main confuse ho gaya.

Vinay ke chehre par bada sa smile tha, aur meri maa bhi khush dikh rahi thi, lekin ajeeb tarike se nahin. Woh hans rahi thi, aur unki aankhen khushi se chamak rahi thi. Woh messi lag rahi thi, unke baal untidy the, aur unki saree bhi thodi untidy thi.

Lekin jisne mera dhyaan khecha woh tha unka lipstick. Yeh poori tarah se wash off ho chuka tha. Mujhe nahin pata tha kyun.

Mere dimaag mein bahut saare sawal the. Maa Vinay ke ghar andar poori tarah se kapde pehne bina kyun thi?

Aur Vinay uncle sirf vest aur shorts kyun pehne hue the? Maine apne aap se socha, shayad yeh sirf kuch aisa hai jo bade log karte hain, jaise meal share karna ya raat mein der tak baat karna.



Me: (Thoda ghabra ke) Maa! Itna time kyun laga? Mujhe laga kuch ho gaya.

Mom: (Thoda sa saans lete hue) Oh! Hi, beta! Sorry, main... uh... bas peeche thi. Suna nahin.

Me: Lekin aap Vinay Uncle ke liye khaana le jaa rahi thi. Unhone darwaza nahin khola, isiliye main check karne aaya.

Mom: Oh, haan... Accha, Vinay ek important call par the. Main bas unki khabar lene waapas aayi thi. Bas itna hi.

Me: Darwaza band tha, aur aap unke liye khaana le jaa rahi thi. Kya ho raha tha?

Vinay Uncle: (Mom ke peeche se aate hue, thoda kam sharminda lag rahe the) Hey beta! Kya chal raha hai? Tumhari maa toh mujhe khaana de rahi thi.

Me: (Vinay Uncle se Mom ki taraf dekhte hue, hairan hokar) Mujhe khaana de rahi thi?

Mom: (Thoda sharmate hue, Vinay Uncle ko dekhte hue) Haan... unhe khaana de rahi thi.

Vinay Uncle: Delicious khaana. Tum jaante ho, jaise... sabse accha. Unke sare khaane bahut acche hote hain.

Me: (Realize karte hue) Aap unhe... khaana de rahi thi?

Mom: (Vinay Uncle ko dekhte hue, aur zyada sharmate hue) Haan... main...

Vinay Uncle: Tumhari maa jo khaana banati hai, woh toh is duniya se bahar ka hai. Tum jaante ho, khaana.

Me: (Meri shak badhti hui) Khaana... theek hai. Jaise... kis tarah ka khaana?

Vinay Uncle: (Hansate hue) Har tarah ka! Woh jo tum muh se khaate ho, woh jo tum haathon se khaate ho... woh jo bahut saari... tayyari ki zarurat hoti hai!

Me: (Ek eyebrow uthate hue) Tayyari?

Mom: (Halka sa khansi aati hai) Vinay!

Vinay Uncle: (Mom ko muskurate hue) Kya? Bas sach bata raha hoon. Tumne bahut time tayyari mein bitaya. Tum bahut amazing... meals banati ho!

Mom: (Nazrein hata kar, muskurate hue) Oh, band karo!

Me: (Dono ko dekhte hue) Toh, unhone tumhare liye khaana banaya, haan?

Mom: Haan! Maine banaya!

Vinay Uncle: Sabse accha!

Me: Aur darwaza band tha?

Vinay Uncle: (Thoda sharminda dikhte hue) Accha, tum jaante ho... privacy. Is... meal ke liye!

Mom: (Thoda hansate hue) Woh mazak kar rahe hain, beta. Bas thoda!

Me: (Muskurate hue) Ok.

Vinay Uncle: Haan.

Mom: (Vinay Uncle se) Band karo.

Vinay Uncle: (Muskurate hue, halki si smile) Okay. Sorry.

Me: Main samjh gaya. Toh, tum bas... dinner bana rahi thi.

Mom: (Muskurate hue) Haan. Dinner.

Vinay Uncle: (Sir hilate hue, unki aankhon mein mazak ka bhaav) Sabse important dinner. Sabse accha dinner.

Me: Haan Uncle.

(Mom aur main ghar ki taraf waapas chalne lage.)

Me: Aap itni khush kyun dikh rahi thi?

Mom: (Muskurate hue) Kyunki... main Vinay Uncle se mil kar khush thi.


Us raat, humara ghar ek ajeeb, khushnuma energy se gunj raha tha. Maa muskurati thi – ek naram, raazdaar muskaan jo unke chehre par faili hui thi, jo tab bhi bani rehti thi jab unhe lagta tha ki main nahin dekh raha.

Woh bartan dhote waqt dheeme se gungunati thi, unki aankhen door, vicharon mein khoi hui. Main samajh nahin pa raha tha ki kya sochoon, maa ka yeh alag expression. Poori raat woh aisi hi thi.

Ek din, college se wapas aate hue, maine aage ka darwaza dhakka diya. Andar ki hawa ek jaane-pehchane, aaramdayak scent se bhari hui thi – maa ke khane ki. Lekin kuch alag lag raha tha. Main living room mein gaya, aur woh dono wahin the.

Vinay Uncle aur Maa.

Woh apni hi duniya mein kho gaye the. Vinay Uncle, couch par maa ke paas jhuke hue the, unki awaaz unke kaan mein dheemi siski ki tarah thi. Woh unhe kuch keh rahe the, aur shabd, jabki main unhe sun nahin sakta tha, unhe gudgudi kar rahe the.

Maa hans rahi thi, unka haath muh tak phadphada raha tha, unke gaalon par gulaabi laali phoot rahi thi. Unhone aur jhuk kar unka haath thaam liya. Mujhe yakeen nahin tha ki Vinay uncle ab apni maa ko chhoo bhi rahe the aur maa unke itne kareeb thi.

Woh phir se jhuke, aur unke perfume ki khushboo mere aas-pass fail gayi. Phir unhone dheere se apna baazu unke shoulder par rakh diya. Woh muskuraye, aur unki aankhen unpar tik gayi. Woh thodi pigal gayi aur idhar-udhar dekha.

Vinay Uncle ne unke kaan mein kuch aur phusphusaya. Maa ki aankhen badi ho gayi, aur woh peeche jhuki, unke baazu par halka sa maara, lekin phir bhi hans rahi thi. Mujhe nahin pata tha ki woh unke kaan mein kya keh rahe the.

Apni is khel ki duniya mein kho kar, unhone mujhe notice nahin kiya tha.

"Main ghar aa gaya hoon," maine elaan kiya, meri awaaz jitni main chahta tha usse thodi loud thi.

Asar turant hua.

Maa uchli, unki aankhen ek achanak, lagbhag darawne tarike se fail gayi. Woh seedhi baithi aur chihunki, jaise ki ek sapne se chounk gayi ho. “Oh! Oh, hi beta! Tum itni jaldi wapas aa gaye?" unhone chillaya.

Vinay Uncle ka posture bhi seedha ho gaya. Hairani ki ek chamak, phir turant, practice, casual ease unke chehre par chha gayi. "Hey, beta! Suna nahin tum andar aaye," unhone kaha, mujhe ek friendly wave dete hue.

"Theek hai!" maine jawab diya. “Maine socha ki main bartan mein madad kar sakta hoon.”

"Oh! Haan." Maa ne jawab diya. Vinay uncle muskuraye meri taraf, woh acche mood mein the.

"Dinner lagbhag taiyaar hai. Tum kyun nahin wash up kar lete aur phir aao aur hum saath mein kha sakte hain?" Maa ne suggest kiya.

Maine sir hilaya aur apne kamre ki taraf muda, thoda awkward, thoda asambhav mahsus karte hue.

"Okay," maine dheeme se kaha.

Main apne kamre mein gaya. Maine kuch aur nahin kaha.

Maine apne college uniform se kapde badle, aur apni bed par baith gaya. Maine kya dekha tha? Kya yeh galat tha? Mera dimaag vicharon se ghum raha tha, confusion, curiosity, aur apni maa ke liye ek ajeeb tarah ki suraksha ka mishran. Mujhe nahin pata tha ki kya sochoon.

Mujhe unke beech kuch shak tha lekin main sure nahin tha. Main jaanta tha ki bade logon ke kareeb aane ke apne tareeke hote hain.

Phir ek raat, jo maine suspect kiya tha, aakhirkaar ho gaya, us raat...................

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Us raat, hamare ghar mein ek ajeeb, sukhad pratiksha maujood thi. Maa ne Vinay Uncle ko bulaya tha. Main lagbhag nischit tha; komal, gupt muskurahatein jo woh dinon se pehen rahi thi, jis tarah se woh bartan dhote samay dheere-dheere gungunati thi, uski aankhen door, vicharon mein khoyi hui.

Mere pita ji door, videsh mein kaam kar rahe the, aur bhale hi Maa ne is aadmi ke baare mein mere pitaji ko kuch nahi kaha tha, main jaanta tha ki unke aur Vinay Uncle ke beech kuch chal raha hai. Unki dosti badhi thi, ek aisi nikatata jo kaamuk mehsoos hui.

Mujhe uske liye khushi hui, lekin mera ek chota sa hissa, ek hissa jise main poori tarah se nahi samajh paaya, thoda asahaj bhi mehsoos hua.

Main: "Maa, Vinay Uncle aaj raat raat ke khaane ke liye aa rahe hain?"

Maa: "Haan, beta. Maine use bulaya."

Main: "Sachmuch? Lekin… maine socha tha ki jab Pita ji yahaan nahi hote hain toh aap aam taur par hamare ghar mein doosre purushon ko rakhna pasand nahi karti hain."

Maa: (Saans lete hue, uske honthon par ek chhoti si muskurahat) "Khair, cheezen badalti hain, beta. Aur Vinay Uncle alag hain. Woh… ek achha vyakti hai."

Main: "Haan, woh hai. Woh achha hai."

Maa: (Chamkate hue) "Maine bhi aisa hi socha. Woh achha hai"

Main: "Haan, woh hai! Woh yahaan aane par hamesha itna khaata hai. Woh hamesha kehta hai ki aap duniya ki sabse achhi rasoiya hain."

Maa: (Aankhen chamakte hue) "Woh aisa kehta hai?"

Main: "Haan, Maa. Woh aapki rasoi aur recipes se pyaar karta hai. Aur woh hamesha kehta hai ki aap isme sabse achhi hain. Woh kehta hai ki aap ek adbhut rasoiya hain."

Maa: (Sharmaate hue, lagbhag sharmeeli) "Kya woh sachmuch aisa kehta hai? Kya use meri banayi hui dishes pasand hain?"

Main: "Haan, Maa. Har baar jab woh yahaan hota hai. Woh yeh bhi kehta hai ki use swaad pasand hai. Yeh sab bahut swadisht hai aur aapki dishes avishwasniya hain."

(Viraam)





Main: "Aur… kya woh raat ko rukne waala hai?"

Maa: "Haan. Maine use aamantrit kiya. Woh thaka hua lag raha tha aur maine socha ki main use yahaan sahaj mehsoos kara sakta hoon aur use rukne ke liye bhi kaha."

Main: "Kya? Sachmuch? Woh raat bita raha hai? Yahaan?" (Mera muh khul jaata hai)

Maa: (Sir hilati hai) "Haan, beta. Maine use bataya ki woh ruk sakta hai. Hame use aamantrit karna chahiye, mujhe laga ki shaayad woh hamara saath de sakta hai"

Main: "Lekin... lekin woh kahaan soyega?" (Mera dimaag daudta hai)

Maa: "Woh sofa par soyega, beta."

Main: "Lekin… Maa, sofa use fit nahi aayega"

Maa: (Narm se, lekin dridhata se) "Yeh theek hai, beta. Yeh sirf ek raat ke liye hai. Aur hum ek saath film dekh sakte hain."

Mujhe lagta hai ki meri Maa mujhse jhooth bol rahi thi. Mujhe lagta hai ki kuch yojana banayi ja rahi thi lekin mujhe yakeen nahi tha.

Main: "Theek hai, Maa. Main thoda hairan hoon."

Maa: (Muskurate hue) "Mujhe pata hai ki yeh thoda badlav hai, lekin yeh mazedaar hoga."

Main: "Theek hai, Maa... agar aapko theek hai."

Maa: (Muskurate hue, uski aankhon mein rahat) "Dhanyavaad, beta." (Woh mujhe gale lagati hai) "Main tumhe iska bhugtan karungi."

Main: "Yeh theek hai, Maa."

Maa: "Aap sabse achhe beta hain"




Jab aakhirkar darwaaze ki ghanti baji, toh main hairan tha, lekin utsahit bhi tha. Vinay Uncle pehle se hi hamare jeevan ka hissa the. Woh ek dost the, woh jinke saath mujhe samay bitana achha lagta tha. Woh ek aaramdaayak upsthiti the, ek aise vyakti jo achhe chutkule sunana jaante the, ek aisa vyakti jo hamesha meri Maa ko hansaata tha.

Woh sofa par baith gaya, aur main uske paas gaya. Humne college, mere shauk, tatkaalin cricket match ke baare mein baat ki. Yeh samaanya lag raha tha, lekin hamare ghar ke mahaul mein ek sukshm badlav aaya tha. Ek gunj, ek shaant uttejana, apeksha ki bhaavana thi jise main puri tarah se paribhashit nahi kar saka.

Jaise hi hum baat kar rahe the, maine apni Maa ki aur dekha. Woh rasoi mein thi, khana tayaar karte samay ek besuri dhun gunguna rahi thi. Lekin Vinay Uncle nirantar uski taraf dekh rahe the. Uski nigahen uski har harkat ka anusaran karti thi, lekin yeh sirf ek saamaanya nazar nahi thi.

Yeh... irada tha. Aur, ajeeb tarah se, yeh uske gaand par kendrit tha.

Woh uski gaand se mohit lag raha tha. Har baar jab usne socha ki main nahi dekh raha tha, toh woh uski aur mud jaata tha. Woh use dekhta tha jaise woh sabziyan kaatti hai, jaise woh stove par ek bartan hilati hai, jaise woh masaalon ki aur haath badhati hai.

Woh apne gaand par dhyan kendrit karta tha. Ve sundar aur bade gaand the. Ve ek aisi mahila ke gaand the jisne kadi mehnat ki, jisne ek ghar banaya, jisne sab kuch sambhala.






Kabhi kabhi, woh peeche palat kar dekhti, usko woh karte hue pakad leti. Woh sharma jaati, aur phir woh door chali jaati, lagbhag sharmili. Vinay Uncle sirf uski taraf dekhkar muskuraate rehte. Woh cooking karti rehti, lekin main samajh sakta tha ki kuch alag chal raha hai.

Mujhe samajh nahi aaya. Mujhe Vinay uncle ka uski गांड mein itna gehri ruchi, jis tarah woh unse jaise mohit ho gaya tha, samajh nahi aaya.

Dinner ka samay aaya, aur Mom ne ek sundar dish lagayi thi. Usne uski pasandeeda dishes banayi thi, aur maine uski taraf muskurate hue dekha, jaise woh khana serve kar rahi thi. Usne pehle meri taraf ek plate laayi, aur phir Vinay Uncle ke saamne ek plate rakhi. Aisa karte hue, usne uska haath thodi der ke liye pakda, uski ungliyan uske haathon ko chhu rahi thi.

Uske andar ek dikhai dene waala kampan daud gaya. Yeh ek jhatke se, halka sa kampan tha, lekin maine use dekha. Usne turant apna haath peeche kheench liya, aur uski muskurahat aur vishal ho gayi, thoda tanav ke saath. Woh bechain thi. Vinay Uncle ne bhi uski taraf muskuraya. Main jaanta tha ki woh jaanti thi ki main dekh raha tha.

Main samajh nahi paaya ki yeh aadmi meri Maa ko waise hi bahut khush kyun kar raha tha, jaise mere Papa meri Maa ko khush karte the, lekin Vinay uncle meri Maa ko mere Papa ke yahaan hone se zyada khush kar rahe the. Lekin kyun?

Hum table ke aas paas ikattha hue. Meri Mom Vinay Uncle ke saamne baithi thi, aur main bhi uske saamne baitha tha. Hawaa ankahe baaton se bhari hui thi, ek tanav jo hamari vinamra baat cheet ki satah ke neeche gunjta tha.

Vinay Uncle ne shuru kiya, uski aawaaz smooth, vishwas se bhari. "Tum jaanti ho, tum aaj raat bilkul radiant dikh rahi ho, Meena. Bohot samay ho gaya hai jab maine tumhe itna… khush dekha hai."

Mom sharma gayi, uske gaalon ka rang halka gulaabi ho gaya. "Oh, yeh kuch bhi nahi hai. Bas… ek achhi shaam hai."

"Nahi, tum jaanti ho ki main kya baat kar raha hoon Meena," Vinay Uncle ne haske kaha, uski aankhen uski aankhon se mili. "Mujhe lagta hai ki tum tab aur bhi chamakdar dikhti ho jab main tumhare aas paas hota hoon."

Main khud ko rok nahi saka. Maine bhi baat ki. "Mom, tum sachmuch khush lagti ho. Tum aaj raat itni… muskurati kyun ho, khaas kar jab Vinay Uncle yahaan hain?"

Uski aankhen badi ho gayi, hairaani ki jhalki uske chehre par aa gayi. Usne Vinay Uncle ki taraf dekha, phir meri taraf. Usne halka sa sir hilaaya, jaise use jawab dene ke liye utsaahit kar raha ho.

"Main… main nahi jaanti, beta," woh ladkhadaayi, uski nigaah phisalti hui. "Main bas… main khush mehsoos kar rahi hoon, main andaza lagati hoon."

Vinay Uncle meri Mom ki taraf muskuraye, aur phir usne uski taraf aankh mari, jaise mere sawaal ki tareef kar raha ho, uski masoomiyat ki. Woh jaanta tha ki main andha nahi hoon, aur use woh pasand aa raha tha.

Phir maine jawaab diya, "Woh bahut achha hai, Mom. Hum khush hain agar tum khush ho."

Maine sachmuch iska matlab samajh liya. Meri khushi hamesha uski khushi par nirbhar karti thi.

Jaise humne khaya, baatchit aasaan aur halki thi, lekin satah ke neeche, tanav ghutta raha. Ek point par, main ne galati se apna chammach gira diya. Woh floor par, table ke neeche gir gaya. Main use lene ke liye neeche jhuka.

Tabhi maine use dekha.

Table ke neeche, najar se door, Vinay Uncle ka haath meri Maa ki moti jaanghon par chala gaya tha. Woh wahin thehra, uski ungliyan faili hui, uski jaangh ke vistar ko dhak rahi thi. Meri Mom, bina koi shabd kahe, usne uska haath halka sa thappad maara. "Vinay, bas karo! Kya tumhe nahi dikh raha hai Kabir table ke neeche hai?" usne usse fhisafisaaya.

Usne turant apna haath hata liya, lekin kuch hi der baad, maine uska haath wapas uski jaangh par upar jaate hue dekha. Meri Mom hasi, ek asli, be-rok hasi, aur phir se uske haath par playfully thappad maara, aur phir se kaha, "Vinay Please!" aur woh chalu rahe. Unki aankhen table par mili.

Woh playfully the, mujhe samajh nahi aaya. Mujhe haath pakadne, jhapakne, lagatar, gaur se dekhne ka matlab samajh nahi aaya. Lekin main jaanta tha ki kuch ho raha hai.

Main confuse tha, thoda. Aur, main samajhna chahta tha kyunki maine kabhi meri Mom ko mere Papa ke alawa kisi aur aadmi ke saath itna playful nahi dekha tha.



"Good night, beta," usne dheere se kaha, uski aawaaz pyaar se bhari hui thi.

"Good night, Mom," maine jawab diya, meri aawaaz neend se bhari hui thi.

Woh ek pal ke liye ruki, meri aankhon mein kuch dhoondhti rahi, phir neeche jhuki aur mere maatha chuma. Phir, woh mud kar chali gayi, mujhe mere khayalon ke saath akela chod kar.

Maine apni aankhein band kar li, aur raat ke ghatnaayein mere dimaag mein ghoomti rahi. Vinay Uncle ka meri maa ki taraf aankh maarna. Wo nazrein. Wo muskurahat. Mez ke neeche haathon ka sparsh, uski jaanghon par. Sab kuch ek ajeeb si uljhan aur jigyaasa ka mila-jula bhawar tha.

Yeh sab ka matlab kya tha? Kya maine galat samjha? Kya yeh sab sirf mere mann ka waham tha? Ya yeh ek aam baat thi jo bade log karte hain?

Jaise hi neend ne mujhe apni baahon mein le liya, maine in sawaalon ko chhod diya. Main so gaya. Yeh sawaal subah tak rukh sakte the.

Subah ki dhoop rasoi ki khidki se andar aa rahi thi, hawa mein udte dhool ke kanchko chamka rahi thi aur meri maa ke baalon mein ek sunehra rang bhar rahi thi. Main dheere-dheere andar aaya, abhi bhi apni aankhon se neend hata raha tha. Rasoi ek sukoon bhari jagah thi – choolhe par kuch swaadisht pak raha tha, aur taazgi bhari coffee ki sugandh hawa mein thi.

Par jo cheez mujhe sabse zyada moh liya tha, woh thi meri maa. Uski twacha, jo hamesha komal aur halki si saanwli dikhti thi, aaj ek alag hi chamak se bhari thi. Sirf roshni nahi, jaise usme koi alag prakash tha, ek nayi urja, jo maine pehle kabhi itni tezi se mehsoos nahi ki thi. Maine apne aap se poocha ki kal raat aisa kya hua jo unki twacha aise chamak rahi thi?

Maa dheere se gaane ga rahi thi, apni peeth meri taraf kar ke, choolhe par kuch hilate hue. Jaise uski chhati ka uthaav-patna, uski kamar ka jhukav... sab kuch ek ajeeb khoobsurti se bhara tha. Kal ki shaam ke thakaan se bhari maa ki tasveer se bilkul alag, aaj woh ekdum zinda lag rahi thi.

"Good morning, beta," usne bina paltay kaha, uski aawaaz pyaar aur halkaapan se bhari hui thi, jo turant hi mere mann ko halka kar gayi.

"Morning, Mom," maine neeend bhari aawaaz mein kaha, darwaze ke kinare se tek lagate hue.

"Aao na, soone wale babu," usne hansi bhari aawaaz mein kaha. "Coffee tayaar hai, aur breakfast bhi bas hone hi wala hai."

Phir usne mud kar mujhe dekha, aur uski muskurahat aur badi ho gayi. "Achha soye?"

"Haan," maine aankhein malte hue kaha. "Woh... woh Vinay Uncle kahan hain?" Maine socha tha ki woh drawing room mein honge, shayad akhbaar padh rahe honge. Kal raat maa ne kaha tha ki woh sofa par soyenge.

Maa ki muskurahat ek pal ke liye ruki. Uske chehre par kuch aaya – ek chhoti si hairani, aur shayad thodi si bechaini. Usne aankhein hata li, choolhe par dhyan dete hue. "Oh, Vinay Uncle? Woh... woh abhi bhi... uh..."

Woh ek pal ko ruki, sahi shabd dhoondhne lagi. "...Woh mere kamre mein hain."

Meri bhauney uthi. "Aapke kamre mein?" Ek ajeeb si uljhan mere andar umad aayi. "Kya unhone... wahin par raat guzari?"

Maa ne gala saaf kiya, phir meri taraf dekha, firse muskurahat laane ki koshish ki, par ab woh thodi zabardasti lag rahi thi. "Haan beta, woh... uh... unhe rehne ki jagah chahiye thi, aur yeh sabse... convenient tha. Sofa unke liye thoda thanda lag raha tha," usne kaha, jaise apne shabdon se khud ko samjha rahi ho.

Maine sir hila diya. "Oh," maine kaha, ab bhi thoda soch mein pada hua. "Kya main... kya main unse mil sakta hoon?"

"Nahi abhi nahi, beta," usne turant kaha, shayad zaroorat se zyada jaldi. Uske haath achanak se vyast ho gaye, chammach ko choolhe par ghoomate hue.

"Kyun nahi?" maine poocha, sacchi jigyaasa se.

"Woh... woh abhi so rahe hain," usne jawab diya, uski aawaaz thodi unchayi par thi.

"Oh, theek hai," maine keh kar kaafi casually coffee daali aur table par baith gaya, maa ko dekhte hue.

Uski perfume ki sugandh poore kamre mein thi, vanilla aur kisi phool ki sugandh ka ek ajeeb aur madhur mishran.

Mujhe samajh nahi aaya ki maa ne itni sundar sugandh kyon lagayi thi. Yeh kuch alag tha. Maine socha ki kal raat maa aur Vinay Uncle ne kamre mein kya kiya hoga.

Tabhi, unke kamre ka darwaza khula.

Meri aankhein phat gayi.

Vinay Uncle bahar aaye, unke baal thode bikre hue the, sirf boxers pehne hue. Woh kaafi aaramdah aur halka thake hue lag rahe the.




Maa ki aankhein badi ho gayi, uska chehra ek pal mein hairat se bhar gaya. Usne haath hila kar ishaara kiya ki woh wapas andar chale jaye, ek chup chaap prarthna jaisi.

Par Vinay Uncle ne dhyaan nahi diya. Woh sidha rasoi mein chale aaye, ek badi si hasi ke saath.

"Good morning, Kabir! Good morning, Meena!" unhone hum dono ko greet kiya, unki aawaaz taazgi aur khushi se bhari hui thi. Unhone coffee li aur counter se takra kar khade ho gaye.

"Good morning, Vinay," maa ne jawab diya, par uski aawaaz ab bhi thodi shaky thi. Woh ab bhi unko dekh rahi thi, ek ajeeb si sharam, hairani aur kuch aur – jo mujhe samajh nahi aaya – unke chehre par tha.

"Aaj ka kya plan hai?" Vinay Uncle ne coffee peete hue poocha. Phir meri taraf dekha, phir maa ki taraf, unki aankhon mein ek chamak thi. "Kabir, main aaj raat tumhari maa ke kamre mein soya tha. Unke liye ek project par kaam kar raha tha aur yahin par raat ho gayi. Mujhe ummeed hai tumhe bura nahi laga?"

Maine muskura kar kaha, "Bilkul nahi, Uncle Vinay! Maa kitni achhi hain jo aapko apne kamre mein jagah di."

Maa ki aankhein ek pal ke liye aur bhi badi ho gayi. Usne turant meri taraf dekha, jaise ki kuch aur hi soch rahi ho.

"Uh, haan!" maa ne haansi mein kaha. "Woh... unhe rehne ki jagah chahiye thi, maine bas space offer kar diya. Sofa thanda tha."

Vinay Uncle hansi mein keh uthe, "Maa ki company hamesha achhi hoti hai, Kabir. Humne baatein ki, aur…"

Woh ek pal ke liye ruke, jaise kehna chah rahe ho, par nahi kaha.

Maa ne unki taraf dekha. Aur ek shararati si muskurahat unke hothon par thi.

"Vinay!" Maa boli, uski aawaaz hasi aur ek halki si chetavni ka mishran thi.

"Ruko!" usne kaha, uski aawaaz pyaar se bhari hui thi, lekin woh uski aankhon mein seedha nahi dekh pa rahi thi.

"Oh, tum dono!" maine kaha, sir hilaate hue aur muskurate hue. "Mujhe tumhari dosti bahut pasand hai. Tum dono best ho!"

Maa ka chehra naram pad gaya, uski muskurahat sachchi thi. Usne aage badhkar pyaar bhare andaaz mein mera haath halka sa chhua.

"Hume ek doosre ka saath milna bahut naseeb ki baat hai, beta." Usne Vinay Uncle ki taraf dekha, ek aisi nazar se jo pyaar aur lagav se bhari thi.

Vinay Uncle ne aage badhkar mera haath zor se dabaya. "Aur hume tum mil gaye, bacchu, yeh bhi hamari khushnaseebi hai."

Maine hasi se kaha, "Toh, breakfast mein kya hai?"

"Pancakes aur kuch swaadisht sabziyaan!" Maa ne uthsaahit hokar kaha, jaise ki pehle ki ghabraahat kahin udd gayi ho. "Aur yeh sabse best pancakes hone wale hain jo tumne kabhi taste kiye hain!"

Nashta karne ke baad, Vinay Uncle nahaane chale gaye aur kaam ke liye tayar hone lage. Kuch der baad, woh naye, taza dikhai diye – ek badhiya button-down shirt aur slacks pehne hue. Woh sidha living room ki taraf chale gaye, jahan main tha.

"Toh, Kabir," unhone muskurate hue kaha, "Mujhe nikalna hoga. Aaj bahut kaam hai. Accha bacha banna, theek hai?"

"Haan, Uncle! Bye, Uncle Vinay!" maine muskurakar kaha. "Aapka din accha rahe!"

"Rahega," unhone kaha, mera kandha tapkate hue. "Shaam ko milte hain."

Phir woh rasoi ki taraf gaye, maa se alvida kehne ke liye.

Main apni plate uthane aur use rasoi tak le jaane laga. Jaise hi main hallway se guzra, maine hasne ki awaaz suni.

Maa ki hasi.

Ek halka, shararat bhara hasna jo maine kaafi samay se nahi suna tha.

Meri jigyaasa aur badh gayi, main dheere-dheere darwaze ki taraf badha, par ekdam se wahin rukh gaya.

Woh dono paas khade the.

Maa aur Vinay Uncle.

Maa unki taraf dekh rahi thi, uski aankhein chamak rahi thi... kisi jazbaat se.

Wahi nazar jo maine bachpan mein papa ke liye dekhi thi.

Ek nazar jo sirf tab aati hai jab koi kisi mein pura ka pura kho jaye.

Maa muskurayi, ek komal, halka sa sharmaaya hua muskurahat. Uske haath Vinay Uncle ke kandhon par the. Unke haath maa ke haathon ko thaame hue the, unki ungliyan ek doosre ke haathon ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Unke jism ek-doosre ke itne kareeb the ki sparsh ho raha tha.

Maine unhe aise dekhkar ek ajeeb si uljhan mehsoos ki.

Yeh sirf unki nazdeekiyan nahi thi. Na hi sirf haathon ka sparsh.

Yeh maa ki nazar thi... woh tareeka jis tarah woh Vinay Uncle ko dekh rahi thi.

Jaise... jaise woh unse pyaar karti ho.

Aur shayad karti thi.




Maa: (hanaste hue) Vinay, mujhe kehna hoga, mujhe kal raat tumhara sparsh bahut pasand aaya.

Vinay Uncle: (bhaun chadate hue) Oh? Aur tumhen sabse zyada kya pasand aaya, hmm? Kya yeh tarika tha jisse maine tumhen pakda, ya jis tarah se maine tumhen chuma?

Maa: (khelte hue) Oh, ruko! Tum mujhe sharmaa rahe ho. Lekin agar mujhe chunna hota, toh main kahti ki yeh woh tarika tha jisse tumne mujhe mehsoos karaya ki main duniya mein akeli hoon.

Vinay Uncle: (muskurate hue) Aaah, aisa isliye hai kyunki tum meri duniya mein akeli ho, mere pyaar. Aur mujhe kehna hoga, tum kal raat kaafi... pratikriyasheel thin. (vah use palak jhapkaata hai)

Maa: (hanaste hue) Vinay, tum sharaarti ho rahe ho! Lekin mujhe puchhna hai, kya tumhen utna hi pasand aaya jitna mujhe?

Vinay Uncle: (paas jhukate hue) Iska aanand liya? Mere pyaar, main abhi bhi anubhav se ubar raha hoon. Lekin mujhe batao, kya tumne iska aanand liya? (vah uski aankhon mein ek sharaarti chamak ke saath use dekhta hai)

Maa: (ek chhoti ladki ki tarah sharmate hue) Oh, Vinay... (vah neeche dekhti hai, uske gaal laal ho jaate hain)

Vinay Uncle: (hanaste hue) Aaah, aao, Meena. Mujhe batao. Kya tumne kal raat ka aanand liya? (vah use chhedta hai, uski awaaz neechi aur bhaari hai)

Maa: (upar uski or dekhte hue, abhi bhi sharmate hue) Haan... (vah sir hilati hai, uski aankhen chamak rahi hain)

Vinay Uncle: (muskurate hue) Aaah, mujhe pata tha! Tum ek jangli ho, hai na? (vah uske kaan mein phusphusata hai) Mujhe woh tarika pasand hai jisse tum karaahti ho jab main tumhen chhuta hoon, jis tarah se tum mere neeche ghoomti ho... (vah uski gardan ko sahelata hai)

Maa: (hanaste hue) Vinay, ruko! Tum bahut zyada rukhe ho rahe ho! (vah use khel-khel mein door dhekhel deti hai)

Vinay Uncle: (muskurate hue) Aaah, lekin tum ise pasand karti ho jab main rukha hota hoon, hai na? (vah use palak jhapkaata hai) Tum ise pasand karti ho jab main niyantran karta hoon, jab main tumhen mehsoos karata hoon ki tum meri ho.

Maa: (chalaaki se muskurate hue) Theek hai, theek hai. Tum khud ka thoda zyada aanand le rahe ho, hai na? (vah khel-khel mein bhaun chadati hai)

Vinay Uncle: (muskurate hue) Tumhara kya matlab hai? Main sirf company ka aanand le raha hoon, Meena. (vah use maasooomiyat se dekhta hai)

Maa: (chhedte hue) Mujhse jhoot mat bolo, Vinay! Tum iska bahut zyada aanand le rahe ho. (vah hansti hai) Tum thode sharaarti aadmi ho, hai na? Dusre aadmi ki patni ka aanand le rahe ho... (vah use palak jhapakti hai)

Vinay Uncle: (sharmate hue) Aaah, shayad thoda sa, meri raani...

Maa: (hanaste hue) Sharaarti aadmi! Lekin mujhe yeh pasand hai jab tum sharaarti hote ho. (vah paas jhukti hai aur phusphusati hai) Yeh un cheezon mein se ek hai jo mujhe tumhare baare mein pasand hai.

Vinay Uncle: (muskurate hue) Aaah, mujhe samajh aa gaya. Khair, us maamle mein, shayad main bhavishya mein thoda aur... sharaarti... ho jaunga. (vah use palak jhapkaata hai)

(Vinay Uncle use choomne ke liye jhukta hai, lekin Maa use hanste hue door dhekhel deti hai.)

Maa: (hanaste hue) Aaah, nahin tum nahin! Vinay, tumhen kaam par bhaagna hoga! Tum der se ho jaoge!

Vinay Uncle: Kya mujhe jaana hoga? Kya main yahaan tumhare saath pura din nahin rah sakta? (vah uski gardan ko chhuta hai)

Maa: (use door dhekhelte hue) Nahin, tumhen jaana hoga! Lekin tum aaj raat vapas aa sakte ho, theek hai?

Vinay Uncle: (muskurate hue) Oh, main vapas aaunga, theek hai. Aur main yeh sunishchit karunga ki yeh tumhare liye layak ho. Yeh hamara doosra satr hoga, sirf tum aur main. (vah use palak jhapkaata hai)

Maa: (muskurate hue) Main iska intezaar kar rahi hoon.

Vinay Uncle: (paas jhukate hue) Ek aur chummaan, Meena... bas ek aur. (vah usse minnat karta hai, uski aankhen ichchha se jal rahi hain)

Maa: (sir hilate hue) Nahin, Vinay! Tumhen jaana hoga! Kabir hamhen dekh sakta hai

Vinay Uncle: (munh banate hue) Lekin bas ek aur... (vah use pareshaan karta rehta hai, ek aakhiri chummaan paane ki koshish karta hai)

Maa: (hanaste hue) Nahin, Vinay! Mera matlab hai! (vah use door dhekhel deti hai, khel-khel mein)

Vinay Uncle: (aah bharte hue) Theek hai, theek hai. Main jaunga. Lekin main aaj raat vapas aaunga, aur agali baar, tum itni bhagyashali nahin hogi. Main aaj raat atirikt rukha hounga (vah use palak jhapkaata hai, jisse vah hansti hai)

Maa: (muskurate hue) Main iska intezaar kar rahi hoon. (vah uski or muskurati hai, uski aankhen pyaar se chamak rahi hain)

(Vinay Uncle aakhirkaar rasoi chhod deta hai, jaate hue ek khush geet siiti bajata hai. Maa use jaate hue dekhti hai, chehre par muskaan abhi bhi bani hui hai.)

Kuch minute baad Vinay Uncle ke jaane ke, main rasoi mein gaya aur main apni maa se baat karna shuru kar diya.

"Maa, kya main tumse kuch puch sakta hoon?" maine kaha, jigyaasa mujh par haawi ho rahi thi.

"Kya hua, mere pyaare?" usne jawab diya, rasoi ke counter se upar dekhte hue jahaan vah vyanjan dho ne mein vyast thi.

"Vinay Uncle ne abhi-abhi tumse kuch kaha, aur mujhe samajh nahin aaya." maine kaha, sathik shabdon ko yaad karne ki koshish karte hue. "Usne kaha ki use tum par rukha hona pasand hai. Uska kya matlab tha?"

Maa ki aankhen sadme se chhodi ho gayi, aur usne jaldi se rasoi ke charon or dekha. "Uh, tum kis baare mein baat kar rahe ho, Kabir?" usne puchha, apni awaaz ko halka rakhne ki koshish karte hue.

"Vinay Uncle ne kaha! Jab tum rasoi mein usse baat kar rahi thin, toh main tumhen hanste hue sun sakta tha jab usne kaha ki use tum par rukha hona pasand hai." maine kaha, samajh nahin aa raha tha ki vah itni ajib kyon abhinay kar rahi thi.

Maa ka chehra gulaabi ho gaya, aur usne jaldi se ise door karne ki koshish ki. "Oh, mere pyaare, main bas... uh... us mazaak par hans rahi thi jo usne mujhe bataya tha. Bas itna hi. Mujhe nahin pata ki tum kis baare mein baat kar rahe ho."

Maine use bhramith hokar dekha. "Lekin usne kaha ki tum meethi ho... aur use tum par rukha hona pasand hai."

Maa ne jaldi se dhakne ki koshish ki, "Oh, vah! Vah bas... uh... keh raha tha, lekin iska koi matlab nahin hai. Bas itna hi. Chinta mat karo, mere pyaare."

Maine use abhi bhi thoda hairan hokar dekha, lekin vah muskura rahi thi, aur uski aankhen khushi se chamak rahi thin. Maine iske baare mein zyada nahin socha aur ise chhodne ka faisla kiya.

"Maa, tum Vinay Uncle ke saath itna kyun muskura rahi thin?" maine puchha, vishay badalte hue.

Maa ki muskaan aur bhi badi ho gayi, aur vah phusphusane ke liye jhuki. "Kyuki, mere pyaare, Vinay Uncle jab ghar par hote hain toh hamaare saath bahut achchhe hote hain. Aur vah cheezon mein hamari bahut madad karte hain. Main bas khush hoon ki vah hamaare paas hai, bas itna hi."

Maine sir hilaaya, uske liye khush mehsoos karte hue, bhale hi mujhe abhi bhi samajh nahin aaya ki kya ho raha tha.



"Main bhi khush hoon jab vah yahaan hota hai. Kya Vinay Uncle aaj raat tumhaare bedroom mein soyega, Maa?" maine poochha, jigyaasa se bhara hua.

Maa ki aankhen ek pal ke liye jhilmil uthi, aur vah ghabraate hue kamre mein dekha phir jaldi se jawab diya. "Haan, pyaare, shayad. Kyunki sofa uske liye thoda thanda hai, aur use mere bedroom mein sona pasand hai. Lekin chinta mat karo, tum hamesha jaakar usse baat kar sakte ho agar tumhen zaroorat ho."

Maine sir hilaaya, abhi bhi thoda confused tha, lekin Maa aur zyada muskurati hui lag rahi thi, aur mujhe laga shayad theek hai. Maa yeh sochti rehti hai ki mujhe kuch nahin pata hoga kyuki main abhi bhi chhota hoon un dono ke beech ki baaton ko samajhne ke liye.

"Maa, Vinay Uncle ka kya matlab tha jab unhone kaha ki tum unhen company dene mein itni achchi ho?" maine poochha, thodi jigyaasa se bhara hua.

Maa ne jaldi se topic badal diya, "Arre, pyaare, itne sawaal kyun puch raha hai? Aisa nahin hai ki kuch bura hua hai, theek hai? Chalo, hum Vinay Uncle ke saath apna time enjoy karne par focus karte hain, theek hai?"

Main hans diya, abhi bhi thoda confused tha, lekin soch raha tha shayad yeh sirf ek khel hai jo hum khel rahe hain.

"Yeh sab bade logon ki baaten hain, pyaare," Maa ne kaha, muskurate hue aur mujhe gale lagaya. "Chinta mat karo. Bas yaad rakho ki sab kuch theek hai, aur Vinay Uncle hamari madad karne ke liye yahaan hai."

Maine sir hilaaya, khush aur safe feel karte hue, bhale hi mujhe abhi bhi samajh nahin aa raha tha ki kya ho raha hai.

"Maa, kya main Papa ko Vinay Uncle ke baare mein bata sakta hoon? Main unhen batana chahta hoon ki Vinay Uncle, hamare nayen padosi, hamare achche dost ban gaye hain" maine poochha, un sab waqt ke baare mein sochta hua jab Papa mujhe hamesha baaten bataya karte the.

Maa ki muskaan sakht ho gayi, aur usne jaldi se kaha, "Nahin, pyaare, apne papa ko mat batana theek hai? Itna zaroori nahin hai."

Maine sir hilaaya, thoda curious feel karte hue, lekin abhi bhi Maa par bharosa karte hue.

"Maa, aaj raat tum Vinay Uncle ke saath kya karoge?" maine poochha, sach mein plan nahin samajhta hua.

Maa muskurayi aur paas jhuki. "Vinay Uncle kuch kaam ke kaam mein meri madad karenge, pyaare. Hum unke documents par kaam karenge, aur vah mujhe kuch nayi cheezein sikhayenge."

Maine sir hilaaya, khush feel karte hue ki vah dono saath time bita rahe hain.

"Theek hai, Maa, main Papa ko nahin bataungi. Aur main tum dono ko apne documents par kaam karne ke liye chhod dungi." maine kaha, thoda confused feel karte hue, lekin Maa ko khush dekhkar khush.

Main apne bedroom mein gaya apni maa ke samjhaav ke dwara kam convinced feel karte hue. Mujhe pata tha kuch chal raha tha.

Maine intezaar karne ka faisla kiya. Main aaj raat tak intezaar karunga. Main intezaar karunga aur dekhunga ki Maa aur Vinay Uncle band darwaze ke peeche kya kar rahe hain. Phir, main aakhir mein samajh jaunga.

Main apne bedroom mein gaya, mera dimag meri Maa ke mystery se bhara hua tha. Lekin mere room tak pahunchne se pehle, main Maa ke bedroom ke samne ruk gaya. Maine andar dekha.

Jo nazara meri aankhon ke samne aaya vah hairan karne wala tha. Yeh bilkul aisa nahin tha jaisa maine kabhi dekha tha.

Maa ka kamra ek andaaz mein tha. Bed, jo normal neatly made tha, chaadar aur kambal ka ek uljha hua dher tha, takiya zameen par bikhre hue the. Kapde har jagah bikhre hue the, bed par, zameen par, kursi par latke hue. Parday be-dard the, jaise kisi ne unhen zor se kheencha ho. Jaise koi aandar aa gaya ho aur usne sab gadbad kar di ho.

Main vaheen khade reh gaya, beimaan se dekhta hua. Maine kabhi Maa ka kamra aisa nahin dekha tha. Un dono ke beech yahaan kya hua hoga?

Main apne kamre mein laut gaya aur apne bed par baith gaya, mera dimag tej chal raha tha. Maa aur Vinay Uncle ne bedroom mein kya kiya tha jisse yeh itna ganda aur be-dard ho gaya tha?

Main jigyaasa andar nahin rakh sakta tha. Kuch der baad, maine bedroom mein vapas jaane ka faisla kiya. Maine apni Maa ko phone karne ka faisla kiya.

"Maa?" maine pukara, darwaze ke bahar khade hokar.

Vah jaldi se andar aayi, uski aankhen chhodi hui thi. "Kabir! Tum kya kar rahe ho?"

"Maine tumhara kamra dekha, Maa. Yeh itna ganda kyun hai?" maine poochha, samajhne ki koshish karte hue.

Maa ka chehra lal ho gaya. Vah ghabraate hue muskurayi, apna dhyan rakhne ki koshish karte hue. "Oh, woh... um..." vah hathat bolne lagi. "Theek hai, Vinay Uncle aur main... um... cheezon ko arrange kar rahe the."


"Arrange kar rahe the? Lekin aisa lag raha hai jaise tornado aa gaya ho!" maine kaha, hairan hokar.

"Theek hai, hum kuch purani papers dhund rahe the, aur humein har cheez dekhni padi." Maa ne kaha, samjhaav kam aur kam convincing lag raha tha. "Humein unhen dhundhne ke liye gehri khudai karni padi."

"Toh, aapne apna bed gadbad kar diya aur apne kapde bikher diye?" maine poochha, abhi bhi confused.

Maa ne ek gahri saans li, aur phir, hairani se, hansne lagi. "Theek hai, theek hai, tumne mujhe pakad liya, Kabir," usne kaha, abhi bhi muskurati hui lekin saaf ghabrai hui. "Hum thoda zyada hi le gaye. Hum... ek khel khel rahe the, aur cheezain thodi wild ho gayi."

"Ek khel?" maine poochha, sir jhuka kar. "Kya tarah ka khel?"

Maa ek pal ke liye ruk gayi, apne haathon ki taraf dekhti hui, aur phir muskurayi. "Theek hai," usne kaha, "hum ek aisa khel khel rahe the jismein humein chhupe hue notes dhundhne the. Aur humein notes har jagah dhundhne the, har kone mein, har drawer mein. Hum khel rahe the, un notes ko dhundhne ki koshish kar rahe the."

Mujhe abhi bhi lag raha tha ki kuch miss hai, lekin yeh kaafi tha. Maine sir hilaaya.

"Kya tum pakka ho ki sirf yeh hi tum kar rahi thi?" maine poochha, casual lagne ki koshish karte hue.

Maa muskurayi, aur phir usne mujhe gale lagaya. "Haan, pyaare, sirf yeh hi hum kar rahe the. Ab, chalo aur bahar morning walk karte hain. Main ready hoon, nahin?"

"Haan, Maa," maine jawab diya. "Lekin mujhse bas yeh waada karo ki tum phir se aisa gadbad nahin karoge."

Maa hansne lagi aur boli, "Main waada karti hoon. Chalo."

Phir woh raat aa gayi, Uncle Vinay aur main baithak mein relax kar rahe the, meri Maa khana bana rahi thi.

Apna khana khatam karne ke baad, maine Maa se kaha ki main sone ja raha hoon. Usne kaha theek hai. Lekin aaj raat, maine apne aap se kaha ki main nahin soonga, main pata karunga ki meri Maa aur Vinay Uncle uske kamre mein kya khel khel rahe honge. Phir aashirna midnight ke aas paas, main jaag gaya........................

[Projectmp]

Behad shaandar update. Intezar hai raat ko kya hota hai

[Kaalachan.]

Absolutely wonderful and stunning writing ✍️

[Taunje@#]

Wonderful story ❤️

[Taunje@#]

Next update do pls
1 din gap da kar update dijiya pls

[Ankit Roy]

Its a MARVELLOUS story...

[Mahendra_]

Aadhee raat ho chukee thee aur main jaag gaya. mujhe bura lag raha tha ki kuchh gadabad hai. meree maan aur vinay ankal chup the, lekin mujhe pata tha ki ve kuchh karane kee yojana bana rahe hain. 

main jaanana chaahata tha ki ve kya kar rahe hain. main bistar se utha aur chupachaap apanee maan ke bedaroom mein chala gaya. ghar mein andhera aur sannaata tha, sirf daalaan mein mere daadaajee kee ghadee kee tik-tik kee aavaaz aa rahee thee. main apanee maan ke daravaaze ke saamane ruka aur sunane laga. mainne andar se ek halkee karaahane kee aavaaz sunee. yah meree maan thee, aur aisa lag raha tha ki vah kisee cheez ka aanand le rahee thee. mujhe ajeeb laga aur samajh nahin aaya ki kya sochoon. 


meree maan vah aavaaz kyon kar rahee thee? vah aur vinay ankal kya kar rahe the? mainne daravaaza kholane kee koshish kee, lekin vah pahale se hee thoda khula hua tha. unhen laga hoga ki main subah tak so raha hooonga, isalie unhonne use thoda khula chhod diya. mainne dheere se daravaaza khola aur andar jhaanka. mainne jo dekha usase main hairaan aur krodhit ho gaya.

 meree maan bistar par thee, aur vinay ankal usake saamane ghutanon ke bal baithe the. vah dheere-dheere usakee choot choos raha tha, aur meree maan karaahane kee aavaaz nikaal rahee thee. mujhe laga jaise mere pet mein mukka maara gaya ho. main jo dekh raha tha, us par mujhe yakeen nahin ho raha tha. meree maan vinay ankal ke saath mere pita ko dhokha de rahee thee. 


mujhe laga ki ve sirf dost hain, lekin ve dost se badhakar the. mainne pahale kabhee aisa kuchh nahin dekha tha. mujhe laga ki meree maan ne hamaare parivaar ko dhokha diya hai. mujhe nahin pata tha ki kya karana hai ya kya kahana hai. main bas vaheen khada raha, sadame mein jam gaya. mera dil tezee se dhadak raha tha, aur main apane gusse ko badhata hua mahasoos kar sakata tha. main un par chillaana chaahata tha, unhen rokane ke lie kahana chaahata tha. 


lekin main itana sadame mein tha ki hil bhee nahin pa raha tha ya bol bhee nahin pa raha tha. vinay ankal meree maan kee choot choosate rahe, aur meree maan ajeeb see aavaaz nikaalatee rahee. mujhe laga jaise main paagal ho raha hoon. mujhe samajh nahin aaya ki meree maan mere pita ke saath aisa kyon karegee. ve shaadeeshuda the aur ek-doosare se pyaar karane vaale the. 


mujhe laga ki ve khush hain, lekin mujhe lagata hai ki main galat tha. mujhe ek hee samay mein dukh aur gussa donon mahasoos hua. mujhe nahin pata tha ki main jo dekh raha tha, use kaise samajhoon. main kuchh minaton tak vaheen khada raha, apanee maan aur vinay ankal ko dekhata raha. mujhe nahin pata tha ki kya karoon ya kya kahoon. main bas sunn aur bhramit mahasoos kar raha tha



vinay ankal - "tumhaaree choot bahut svaadisht hai, meree pyaaree. bahut komal aur svaadisht.

" maan - "aaaaahhhh oooooooohh ... 


maan - "mujhe khushee hai ki tumhen ve pasand hain, vinay. tumhaare paas mujhe itana khaas aur pyaar mahasoos karaane ka ek tareeka hai. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" 


vinay ankal - "chinta mat karo, mere pyaare. main yah sunishchit karoonga ki tum mujhase pyaar karo, aur keval mujhase. tum pyaar aur sanjoe jaane ke laayak ho, aur main hee vah hoon jo yah karane ja raha hoon." 

maan - "main pahale se hee isake har minat ka aanand le rahee hoon, vinay. aisa lagata hai ki meree choot mein jaan aa gaee hai. aur mujhe kahana hoga, mere pati ne meree choot ko itane lambe samay tak upekshit kiya hai. aisa lagata hai ki ve tumhaare aane aur unhen vah dhyaan dene ka intazaar kar rahe hain jisake ve hakadaar hain." 

vinay ankal - "aah, haan. ve mere jaise aadamee ka intazaar kar rahe hain jo tumhaare saath aae aur tumhaaree choot kee saraahana kare. aur mujhe kahana hoga, main tumhaaree madad karane ke lie bahut khush hoon. tum apane pati ke lautane ka intazaar nahin kar sakatee, hai na?" 

maan - "uf, bevakoofee kee baat bhee mat karo. mujhe isakee bahut talab hai, vinay aur sirf tumhaaree. mujhe isakee bahut zaroorat hai. aur mujhe pata hai ki tum hee ho jo mujhe yah de sakate ho." vinay ankal - "kya tum chaahate ho ki main tumhaaree choot ke har hisse ko choosata rahoon? shaayad thoda aur zor se?" maan - "oh, vinay... tum jaanate ho ki main aisa karatee hoon. aur sirf meree choot tak hee seemit mat raho. main chaahatee hoon ki tum mere shareer ke har inch ko tatolo. mujhe aisa mahasoos karao ki main duniya kee akelee aurat hoon." 


vinay ankal - "aah, meree pyaaree... tum bahut sharaaratee ho. mujhe yah bahut pasand hai. aur mujhe kahana hoga, main tumhaaree madad karane mein bahut khush hoon. tumhaaree choot bahut hee svaadisht hai. main pooree raat tumhaara maza le sakata hoon." maan - "amm... ooh, tumhaare paas pooree raat hai mere saath. 


main tumhaaree ungaliyon ko apane oopar mahasoos karana chaahatee hoon, mujhe chhoona chaahatee hoon, mujhe chhedana chaahatee hoon. mujhe khushee se cheekhane do, vinay. main tumhaare ling ko apanee choot mein jaane ka intazaar nahin kar sakatee" vinay ankal - "aah, mere pyaare... tum mujhe bahut uttejit kar rahe ho. 


mujhe lagata hai ki mujhe ise agale star par le jaana hoga. kya tum isake lie taiyaar ho?" maan - "oh, vinay... main pooree tarah se taiyaar hoon. main isaka intazaar kar rahee hoon. mujhe le lo, vinay. mujhe apana bana lo."




mujhe gussa aur udaasee ka ehasaas hua jab mainne mahasoos kiya ki meree maan kitanee aasaanee se kisee doosare aadamee ke bahakaave mein aa rahee thee. mujhe hamesha se pata tha ki meree maan mein ek chulabulee pravrtti thee, lekin mainne unhen pahale kabhee is tarah se vyavahaar karate nahin dekha tha. 


vah hamaare parivaar ko lagabhag barbaad kar rahee thee, aur use apane vaivaahik bistar par kisee doosare aadamee ke saath itanee laaparavaah dekhakar mera dil toot gaya. jab mainne dekha, meree maan vinay ankal ke chehare ke kareeb jhuk gaee, usakee aankhen khushee se band ho gaeen. "mujhe aur gaharaee se chooso, oohh ... meree maan ne zor se karaahate hue kaha, unake koolhe vinay ankal kee ungaliyon ke saath taal se taal milaate hue hil rahe the. "kya mahasoos kar rahee ho, meree pyaaree?" 


vinay ankal phusaphusae, unakee aavaaz mein ichchha kee bhaavana thee. meree maan kee aankhen khulee aur vah unakee taraf dekhakar muskuraee, unaka chehara khushee se chamak raha tha. "main sharaaratee hoon, mujhe bahut achchha lag raha hai, meree choot mein tumhaaree ungaliyaan mujhe bahut geela kar rahee hain" unhonne phusaphusaate hue kaha, unakee aavaaz unakee bhaaree saanson ke kaaran mushkil se sunaee de rahee thee. 


vinay ankal ne bhee unakee taraf muskuraate hue kaha, unakee aankhen khushee se chamak rahee theen. "aah, mujhe achchha lagata hai jab tum sharaaratee hotee ho," unhonne kaha, unakee ungaliyaan unakee choot par tezee se aur tezee se hil rahee theen. jaisa ki mainne dekha, vinay ankal meree maan ke kareeb jhuk gae, unakee aavaaz dheemee aur karkash thee. "mere oopar aao, meree pyaaree, 69 kee sthiti mein" unhonne phusaphusaate hue kaha. 


meree maan kee aankhen unakee aankhon se takara gaeen, aur ek pal ke lie, mujhe laga ki vah mana kar dengee. lekin phir vah muskuraee aur apana sir hilaaya. "haan, tumhaare lie kuchh bhee" usane phusaphusaate hue kaha, usakee aavaaz ichchha se kaanp rahee thee. jab meree maan vinay ankal ke shareer par baithee, to mujhe laga ki mere oopar sharm kee lahar daud gaee hai. 


main yah sab nahin dekhana chaahata tha, lekin main khud ko rok nahin saka. main apanee or kheencha ja raha tha, ichchha aur vaasana kee duniya mein phansa hua tha, aur mujhe nahin pata tha ki kaise bachoon






meree maan ka chehara vinay ankal kee khulee kitaab se kuchh inch kee dooree par tha; unaka chehara, utana hee kareeb, unakee yoni ke star par tha. "vinay," usane shuroo kiya, usakee aavaaz ek naram badabadaahat thee, "tumhaara ling... yah itana... bada hai. 


main isake vajan se, hamaare beech isakee maujoodagee se khud ko bauna mahasoos karatee hoon." usane vinay ankal ke mote ling ko halke se choosa, tvacha ke khilaaph ek chanchal lay. vah hansa, usakee aankhon ke konon mein sikudan thee. "aur tumhaaree yoni, meree pyaaree," usane uttar diya, usakee aavaaz ek dheemee gadagadaahat thee, "ve itanee... naajuk hain. 


itanee khoobasooratee se banee hain." usakee ungaliyaan, garm aur aashcharyajanak roop se komal, usakee tvacha ke khilaaph ragadatee theen, usakee yoni ke vakr ko apanee jeebh se chhootee theen. phir usane usakee badee gaand ko pakad liya. usakee yoni par usakee jeebh kee garmee ne usakee reedh mein ek siharan paida kar dee. 


meree maan ne usake ling ko choosana tez kar diya, ek narvas oorja ek tez, adhik lagaataar dhadakan mein badal gaee. usaka sir aage-peechhe hil raha tha, ek halkee hilatee huee gati jo usakee ungaliyon kee lay ko darshaatee thee. vinay ankal ne usee tarah javaab diya, unakee khud kee choosane kee lay aur bhee layabaddh, aur bhee lagaataar hotee ja rahee thee. 


unaka sparsh halka lekin drdh tha, unakee ungaliyaan unakee seksee gaand kee mulaayam tvacha par naach rahee theen. vinay dvaara unakee choot ko choosane kee prakriya tez hone par meree maan ke honthon se ek halkee karaah nikalee, "aaaaaah vinay mera pyaar oooo ... "aur tumhaare pati ke baare mein kya?" usane poochha, usaka savaal nirnay ke bajaay ek shaant jigyaasa se bhara tha. meree maan hichakichaee, usake chehare par ek chhaaya chha gaee. 


"vah... vah mujhe nahin samajhata, jis tarah se tum samajhatee ho. vah... dhyaan nahin deta. vah kabhee un chhotee-chhotee baaton par dhyaan nahin deta jo mujhe achchha mahasoos karaatee hain." usane vinay ankal kee or dekha, jabaki vah abhee bhee apane haath mein unaka ling pakade hue thee. "mera pati... door rahata hai. vah shaayad hee kabhee mujhe chhoota hai ya meree choot choosata hai jis tarah se tum karatee ho..." "meena," usane dheere se kaha, "main tumhaara pati nahin ho sakata, lekin shaayad main ek mahila kee choot choosane ke baare mein kuchh samajhata hoon jo vah nahin jaanata. 


shaayad yah un chhotee-chhotee baaton mein hai, jinake lie tum tarasatee ho" usane usakee choot ke ras ko halke se chaata, usaka sparsh pankh jaisa halka, chanchal lekin komal tha. "ya ye..." ek aur chaat, is baar thoda sakht, phir bhee naajuk. vah ruk gaya, usakee pratikriya ko dekhate hue. 


meree maan usake choosane par thoda kaanp uthee, jo donon ke beech ke antar ka ek maun pramaan tha. "yah... alag hai," usane phusaphusaate hue kaha, usakee aankhen aadhee band theen kyonki vah is anubhooti ka aanand le rahee thee. 

"yah... komal hai. chaukas. tumhaaree jeebh meree choot par bahut khaas mahasoos hotee hai" usane jaaree rakha, usakee jeebh har chaat ke saath badalatee rahee, kabhee-kabhee usakee choot par halkee-see chaat, kabhee-kabhee thoda sakht dabaav, hamesha usakee pratikriyaon ke hisaab se. 


usane apanee ungaliyon ke alag-alag hisson ka istemaal kiya, dabaav ko edajast kiya. "dekha? vah ek aurat kee choot ko santusht karane kee bhaasha nahin samajhata," usane badabadaaya, usakee aankhen kabhee usakee aankhon se nahin hateen. "vah nahin samajhata ki choot par ek saadhaaran see harakat kaise bahut kuchh kah sakatee hai. tumhaara pati nahin samajhata ki tumhen kaise dulaara jae. 


vah nahin samajhata ki apanee paravaah kaise dikhaen. vah ek komal sparsh ke maun sanchaar ko nahin samajhata jo hazaaron shabdon ko vyakt kar sakata hai." "shaayad," usane dheere se kaha, "main tumhaaree pyaaree choot ko choosane mein tumhaare pati se behatar hoon." 


vah ruka, aur phir usane apanee aavaaz mein sharaarateepan ke saath kaha, "lekin phir se, mujhe kaee any logon par abhyaas karane ka mauka nahin mila hai, jaisa ki mainne tumhaare saath kiya hai." usane aakhiree baar usakee choot chaatee, aur is baar vah peechhe nahin hatee.


ab unhonne apanee sthiti badal lee. mainne unhen daravaaje kee daraar se dekha. vinay ankal ne maan meena ko bistar par lita diya tha. vah muskura rahee thee, ek sharaaratee muskaan. "kya tum aaj raat meree choot ko aur jor se chodoge, jaise pichhalee raat ko?" usane unase poochha. vah muskuraaya, "main tumhaaree choot ko tahas-nahas kar doonga," usane kaha. maan hansee, "main intazaar nahin kar sakatee."

mera khoon thanda ho gaya, mujhe apanee maan par bahut gussa aaya ki usane mere pitaajee ke saath aisa kiya, vah ek bahut badee vishvaasaghaatee thee. doosaree baat, mujhe hamesha lagata tha ki vinay ankal bahut achchhe insaan hain, hamesha mere prati bahut dayaalu hain. unhonne mere homavark mein bhee meree madad kee. lekin vah mera istemaal kar rahe the, apanee dayaaluta ka istemaal karake maan ke kareeb aa rahe the.

vah dikhaava kar rahe the. vah jhoothe the. aur maan... maan pitaajee ko dhokha de rahee thee. pitaajee, jo videsh mein itanee mehanat kar rahe hain, ghar paise bhej rahe hain aur yahaan meree maan doosare aadamee ke saath bistar par hain.

mere andar gussa jal raha tha, ek garm, ugr aag. yah vishvaasaghaat jaisa laga, sirf pitaajee ke saath hee nahin, balki un sabhee cheezon ke saath jinhen main jaanata tha, yahaan tak ki hamaare parivaar ke saath bhee jo pavitr aur pavitr tha. lekin main nazaren nahin hata saka. main bas dekhata raha, chhaaya mein chhipa hua, krodh mere seene mein ek bhaaree bojh ban gaya.

mainne vinay ankal ko yah kahate hue suna, "mujhe tumhaaree choot kee yaad aatee hai, meena. mujhe tumhaaree choot kee garmaahat ka ehasaas yaad aata hai jo itanee tait hai" unakee aavaaz dheemee aur karkash thee, aur maan kee muskaan ek bedam chhotee see aavaaz thee. yah ghinauna tha. isane mujhe beemaar kar diya. lekin main dekhana band nahin kar saka.

mainne chhipakar dekha, jaise vinay ankal ne maan kee choot par apana ling ragada, mainne dekha ki meree maan kee choot pahale se hee geelee thee. "mujhe tang karana band karo vinay,"
meree maan ne saans lee, lekin unakee aavaaz kaanp rahee thee, aur adhik chaahatee thee. "tum ise kitana chaahate ho?" unhonne apanee aavaaz dheemee karake poochha. maan ka javaab tvarit aur sharmanaak tha, chaahat aur aparaadhabodh ka mishran. "he bhagavaan," usane phusaphusaate hue kaha, "mujhe abhee chaahie, apana ling meree choot mein daalo"

usane dheere se apana ling usakee kalaee par dabaaya, ek dheema, jaanaboojhakar dabaav. "mmm," vah karaah uthee, usake shabd bedam the. "dheere se... dheere se dhakka do..." usane vinatee kee, usakee aavaaz zaroorat se bharee huee thee. usane use chidhaaya, chaapaloosee bhare shabd phusaphusae, jisase vah sharama gaee.

"yah sirf doosaree raat hai jab main tumhaaree choot chod raha hoon, meena," usane kaha. "kuchh dinon mein, yah bahut behatar lagega. bahut zyaada... aaraamadaayak." usake shabd chidhaane aur vaade ka mishran the, aur maan kee karaahen tez hotee gaeen.

main nazaren nahin hata saka. vinay ankal ne dhakka diya. unake ling ka pahala aakaar maan kee choot mein chala gaya. "tum bahut pyaaree ho, meena," usane phusaphusaate hue kaha, usakee aavaaz mein kuchh gahara aur galat tha. "tumhaaree choot bahut pyaaree hai."

maan kee pratikriya bedam karaah thee, dard aur aanand ka mishran. "he bhagavaan," usane phusaphusaate hue kaha, usakee aavaaz sharm se bharee huee thee. "yah... yah bahut dard deta hai. dhakka dete raho vinay, aaaaaahhhh oooo ... mujhe kabhee nahin pata tha ki vah mere pita ko dhokha degee.

mujhe jo kuchh bhee pata tha vah sab jhooth tha. tasveeren mere dimaag mein ghar kar gaeen. main bhaagana chaahata tha, cheekhana chaahata tha, lekin main hil nahin sakata tha. main jam gaya tha, apanee maan kee sharm ko apane saamane khulate hue dekh raha tha.

"saans lo, meena," vinay ankal ne aagrah kiya, unakee aavaaz dheemee gadagadaahat jaisee thee. "apanee saanson ko niyantrit karane kee koshish karo. isase yah aasaan ho jaega







meree maan ne saans rokakar haanphate hue kaha, usakee saans gale mein atak gaee. "lekin vinay, yah bahut dard deta hai," vah chillaee, usakee aavaaz dard se bharee huee thee, lekin saath hee ek ajeeb, saansaheen aanand se bhee bharee huee thee.

usakee aankhon mein aansoo bhar aae, jisase usaka chehara kamazor aur ajeeb tarah se aakarshak lag raha tha. "yah... yah bahut zyaada hai mera pyaar oooo








usane apana doosara haath aage badhaaya, usake stanon ko kap mein bhar liya aur unhen choosate hue usane usakee choot ko chodana jaaree rakha. usake haath majaboot the lekin usakee jeebh usake stanon par aashcharyajanak roop se komal thee kyonki usane apanee jeebh se usake nippalon ko maalish karana shuroo kar diya tha, usaka angootha usake stanon par sahala raha tha.

pratyek komal dabaav ke saath, usakee karaahen tej ho gaeen. usaka shareer usake sparsh mein shithil hota hua prateet ho raha tha; tanaav door hota ja raha tha, peechhe ek ajeeb see santushti kee bhaavana rah gaee thee. usane apanee aankhen band kar leen, usaka dhyaan aakarshit karate hue. "mamm... haan... aise hee... mere stanon ko aise hee dabao vinay" usane phusaphusaate hue kaha, usakee aavaaz khushee se bharee huee thee


vah usake kaan ke paas jhuka, usakee saansen usake kaan ke paas garm ho rahee theen. usane usase sharmanaak savaal poochhe, usake shabdon mein ek jaanakaar muskuraahat thee. usake javaab phusaphusaate hue kaboolanaame the, tootee huee karaahen jo usakee sharm aur usakee sakht zaroorat ke baare mein bataatee theen.

"tum... tum mere pati se bahut behatar ho," usane badabadaate hue kaha, shabd ek sharmanaak sveekaarokti the. "tumhaara ling... yah... bahut achchha hai vinay" vah ruk gaee, vaaky poora nahin kar paee.

vinay ankal ne dheere-dheere shuroo kiya, apane ling ko maan kee choot mein gaharaee se andar-baahar karana, ek jaanaboojhakar lay jisane use siharan paida kar dee. "mujhe batao, meena," unhonne badabadaate hue kaha, unakee aavaaz dheemee aur karkash thee, ek aisee aavaaz jisane usakee reedh mein jhunajhunee paida kar dee, "yah kaisa lagata hai? kya yah bahut zyaada hai? bahut kam? tum chaahate ho ki main tumhen aur zor se chodoon?"

maan ne haamphate hue kaha, usakee saans usake gale mein atak rahee thee. "yah... teevr hai, haan main chaahatee hoon ki tum mujhe aur jor se chodo" vah chillaee, usakee aavaaz usake hothon se nikal rahee karkash saanson ke oopar mushkil se sunaee de rahee thee.

usakee aankhen band theen, usaka chehara dard aur ek ajeeb, nishiddh aanand donon ka mukhauta tha. vah is tarah kee antarangata kee aadee nahin thee, aur usake bheetar dar aur uttejana ka ek ajeeb mishran dhadak raha tha.

usane dheemee, jaanaboojhakar harakat jaaree rakhee, usakee aankhen usake chehare se kabhee nahin hateen. "adhik teevr?" usane poochha, usake hothon par ek muskaan ka sanket khel raha tha. "ya yah ek alag tarah ka teevr hai? mujhe batao. main jaanana chaahata hoon ki tum vaastav mein kya mahasoos kar rahee ho."

usane rukakar use apane ling ke saath samaayojit hone ke lie ek pal diya, taaki vah ek aisee sthiti khoj sake jo usake bheetar ban rahe ajeeb aanand ke lie behatar ho. usaka sparsh usakee zarooraton ka anumaan laga raha tha isase pahale ki vah sachet roop se jaanatee bhee ki ve kya theen.

vah phir se hilee, usake hothon se ek halkee karaah nikalee. "yah... achchha hai, aahh haan aise hee, mere vinay ke andar dhakka dete raho ooh lekin dheere-dheere karo" usane saans lee, yah shabd aanand aur ek gahare, sharmanaak aparaadhabodh ka mishran tha. 

"lekin yah bhee... daraavana hai. yah aisa hai... mujhe nahin pata ki ise kaise samajhaoon. yah dardanaak aur... behad aanandadaayak donon hai. yah ek aisa ehasaas hai jise mainne pahale kabhee anubhav nahin kiya hai, aur yah achchha hai." 

ab vah aur adhik eemaanadaaree se bolee, usake shabdon mein uttejana aur ek shaant hataasha ka mishran tha. vah khush mahasoos kar rahee thee, phir bhee ajeeb tarah se sashakt thee. 

usane apanee pakad ko samaayojit kiya, usake haath usakee jaanghon par thode se kas gae, isase pahale ki vah apana ling dhakelata aur use jor se chodata. 

vah karaah uthee, usakee saans uthalee aur asamaan thee. "yah... jalan hai... kheench raha hai... ek ajeeb dabaav hai, mujhe chodo vinay oooo ... "yah aisa hai jaise... aag aur barph ek saath. yah virodhaabhaas... avishvasaneey hai. yah itana... itana zyaada hai."

vipareet sanvedanaon ne ek ajeeb tanaav paida kiya, ek nirantar dhakka aur kheench jisane use bedam kar diya, usaka shareer kaampane laga. usakee jaanaboojhakar kee gaee harakaten, dheere-dheere andar aur baahar, ek lay paida kar rahee thee jo usake shareer mein dhadak rahee thee, ek lay jo usake dil kee unmatt dhadakan ko pratidhvanit kar rahee thee.

"mamm, achchha, mujhe chodo vinay, meree choot ko itanee jor se chodo. aaao


maan ne javaab diya, "aah, main tumhaara poora ling apane andar chaahatee hoon, main isake bina nahin rah sakatee, yah ab tak ka sabase achchha ling hai"

vinay ankal ka sparsh badal gaya. dheemee, jaanaboojhakar kee gaee lay chalee gaee, usakee jagah maan kee choot par tez, kathor dhakkon kee ek shrrnkhala ne le lee. vah chillaee, ek tez saans ke baad ek dheemee karaah jo ek kachche, hataash aanand ke saath kampan kar rahee thee






"he bhagavaan," usane saans lee, usakee aavaaz mein dard aur teevr uttejana ka mishran tha. "zor se...zor se...mujhe chodo vinay, mujhe chodo oh haan haan haan mujhe chodo jaise main ek veshya hoon, mujhe chodo vinay" usane aagrah kiya, usake shabdon mein ek hataash zaroorat thee. usakee ungaliyaan chaadaron mein dhans rahee theen.

usakee aankhen gaharee, teevr, usakee pratikriya par kendrit theen. usakee pakad majaboot ho gaee, usake jhatake aur bhee tez, aur adhik shaktishaalee ho gae. pratyek prabhaav ne usake andar teevr aanand kee lahar bhejee, ek aisa aanand jo dard kee seema par tha, lekin ek aisa dard jise vah spasht roop se chaahatee thee. vinay ankal naamak is jaanavar dvaara usakee choot ko tabaah kiya ja raha tha.

"aur...mujhe chodo haan haan mat roko mere pyaare subah tak mujhe chodate raho" usane haamphate hue kaha, usake shabd mushkil se susangat the. "krpaya...aur..." sharm ne usakee aavaaz ko rang diya, aparaadhabodh aur aniyantrit ichchha ka mishran.

"mujhe... mujhe yah nahin chaahie, lekin aaj raat mujhe yah sab chaahie, main apanee shaadee se baahar chalee gaee hoon, lekin tumhaare jaisa ling meree choot mein hona achchha lagata hai, mujhe chodo mere pyaare, mujhe apanee chudaee kee raanee banao" usane karaahate hue kaha, lekin usaka shareer usake shabdon ka khandan kar raha tha, usakee chudaee kee lay ke tahat mud raha tha aur tadap raha tha.

vah pooree tarah se usakee daya par thee, usakee ichchha usakee indriyon par lagaataar hamale ke tahat bhang ho rahee thee.

vinay ankal ka ling usakee choot par badhatee taakat ke saath prahaar kar raha tha, pratyek prabhaav usake andar aanand ka ek jhataka bhej raha tha. vah jaanata tha ki vah usakee seemaon ko laangh raha tha, usakee choot kee seemaon ka pareekshan kar raha tha. use usakee bechainee, sanyam banae rakhane ke usake sangharsh ka aanand aa raha tha. usakee vinatee rukane kee vinatee nahin thee, balki aur adhik kee vinatee thee, vah use protsaahit kar raha tha.

mainne apanee maan ko dekha aur main vaastav mein gusse mein tha








vah karaah uthee, usake bheetar dard aur aanand ka mishran yuddh kar raha tha. "haan...haan, krpaya..." vah chillaee, usakee aavaaz bhaavanaon se bharee huee thee. "mujhe pata hai ki mujhe aisa nahin karana chaahie...lekin main...main ise bahut buree tarah se chaahatee hoon. yah...aisa kuchh bhee nahin hai jo mainne pahale kabhee mahasoos kiya ho." usakee ichchhaon kee nishiddh prakrti ne usake junoon ko aur badha diya, sharm ne pahale se hee romaanchak anubhav mein teevrata kee ek parat jod dee. vah mohit ho gaee, pooree tarah se usake niyantran mein aatmasamarpan kar diya.


vah kaamp uthee, usaka shareer usakee sanvedanaon kee teevrata se kaampane laga. "main chaahatee hoon ki tum... mujhe chot pahunchao," usane phusaphusaate hue kaha, shabd ghutee huee sisakee ke roop mein nikal rahe the. "main chaahatee hoon... main chaahatee hoon ki tum... niyantran karo." sharm mahasoos ho rahee thee, hava mein bhaaree vajan latak raha tha.

lekin yah sirf sharm nahin thee, yah ek mukti bhee thee, ek mukti, ek aise aanand ke prati samarpan jo itana teevr tha.

vah pooree tarah se kho gaee thee, pooree tarah se. usake shabd sirf daleelen nahin the, ve us par usakee pooree nirbharata, usakee kamabakht shakti, usake oopar usakee shakti ke lie usakee betaab laalasa kee sveekrti the. yah param samarpan tha.




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jaise hee unhonne aage padha, vinay ankal achaanak ruk gae aur meree maan ko ek vichaarasheel bhaav se dekha. "tumhen pata hai, mujhe lagata hai ki main tumhaaree choot ko doosare kon se chodana chaahoonga," unhonne kaha, unakee aankhen jigyaasa se chamak rahee theen.

meree maan ne oopar dekha, usake chehare par ek tarah kee khushee thee. "tumhaara kya matalab hai?" usane poochha, usake hothon par ek halkee muskaan thee.

"mujhe lagata hai ki agar main ise ek kon par pakadoon jab tum jhuk rahee ho, to main kuchh aisa dekh paoongee jo mainne pahale nahin dekha hai," vinay ankal ne samajhaaya. vinay ankal dvaara usakee choot ko chodane kee sthiti mein poore bistar ko phir se vyavasthit karane ke vichaar se meree maan hansee rok nahin paee.

lekin isase pahale ki vah kuchh kah paatee, vinay ankal ne kaha, "kya tumhen koee aapatti hai agar ham sthiti badal len? main tumhaaree choot ko tab chodana chaahoonga jab tum jhukee huee ho aur ghutanon ke bal baithee ho"

meree maan ne vinay ankal ko muskuraate hue dekha, aur bina kisee hichakichaahat ke, vah sahamat ho gaee. "beshak, mujhe us sthiti mein aage badhane mein khushee hogee, mujhe pata hai ki yah aapakee pasandeeda sthiti hai," usane vinay ankal ko sahaj hone ke lie jagah banaane ke lie jhukate hue kaha.

jaise hee unhonne apanee sthiti badalee, vinay ankal ne jhukakar usakee seksee motee gaand ko edajast kiya, use dhyaan se dekha. meree maan ne unhen dekha, bedasaid laimp se aane vaalee mand roshanee ka aanand lete hue.

kuchh palon ke baad, vinay ankal ne dekha, unake chehare par santushti ka bhaav tha. "aah, yah behatar hai, aise hee jhuko" unhonne meree maan kee or muskuraate hue kaha.




meree maan ne bhee unhen dekhakar muskuraaya, unhen khushee aur santushti ka ehasaas hua. usane haath badhaaya aur vinay ankal ke ling ko dheere se ragada jo abhee bhee maan kee choot ke ras ke kaaran geela aur kathor tha, usakee ungaliyaan usake ling mein ulajhee huee theen.

"aap jaanate hain, vinay ankal," usane kaha, usakee aavaaz phusaphusaahat se thodee oopar thee, "mujhe kahana hoga, mujhe vaastav mein yah pasand hai jab aap is tarah se jhukate hain. aap bahut utsuk aur vyast hain, aur yah bahut romaanchak hai."

vinay ankal ne meree maan kee or dekha, unakee aankhen pyaar aur shraddha se chamak rahee theen. "mujhe bhee yah pasand hai, meree pyaaree," unhonne kaha, unakee aavaaz bhaavanaon se bharee huee thee. "mujhe aapakee har cheez pasand hai, aapake muskuraane ke tareeke se lekar jis tarah se aap mujhe mahasoos karaatee hain jab ham is tarah saath hote hain

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