Adultery Ammi aur uncle

[Jackey045]

Bro tum sirf sahil k point of view se hi story likho , agr tum aisha k point of view se
Story likhoge to double energy waste hogi or story same hi rahegi
Tumhe aisha ka point of view bhi sochna padega jisme time bhi jada lagega

Isey acha tum sahil k point of view se hi likho
Is story ko bete k liye maa ka affair jaise hi Bane rhne do

[Twilight123]

Please suggest - should I continue writing in Sahil's point of view or change it to Aisha's point of view or a third person pov?

Plz continue with sahil's point of view

[Naaz]

Bro tum sirf sahil k point of view se hi story likho ,  agr tum aisha k point of view se
Story likhoge to double energy waste hogi or story same hi rahegi
Tumhe aisha ka point of view bhi sochna padega jisme time bhi jada lagega

Isey acha tum sahil k point of view se hi likho
Is story ko bete k liye maa ka affair jaise hi Bane rhne do

Bilkul sahi
Beta ki hi zubani ye kahani rahegi jaisa chal rahi hai tabhi ye kahani unique aur best rahegi 
Bas aise hi rakhiye kahani

[Vik88]

Please suggest - should I continue writing in Sahil's point of view or change it to Aisha's point of view or a third person pov?

Please write Sahil's point of view.

[Waseem990]

Beta ki jubani best hai 

[Runa khan]

Please suggest - should I continue writing in Sahil's point of view or change it to Aisha's point of view or a third person pov?

Sahil's point of view

[Armando]

Outstanding and extraordinary writing.
Eagerly waiting for the next update.

[Armando]

Please suggest - should I continue writing in Sahil's point of view or change it to Aisha's point of view or a third person pov?

Yes, you should continue writing in the son's point of view.

[Vampire]

Awesome update

[Naaz]

Aap jaisa likh rahe ho abhi usi ko log pasand jar rahe hai
Agar alag tareeke se likhoge to shayad readers pasand na kare

[Ankit Roy]

Please suggest - should I continue writing in Sahil's point of view or change it to Aisha's point of view or a third person pov?

Larks apnj Maa ki extra marital relationship ki kahani Bayan Jar Rana hai. Sail ko hi Bayan karne do...Zara erotic rahdga.

[KGB]

Waiting

[lucky222]

Main nahi jaanta main kab soya.Shayad main soya hi nahi. Shayad main bas uss takiye mein chehra chhupaaye, uss ghinoni mehak ko, uss manzar ko... baar baar... jeeta raha. Main uss dard aur zillat mein hi behosh ho gaya tha.
Subah meri aankhein ek jhatke se khuli.Koi mujhe Zor Zor se hila raha tha.
"Sahil! Utho! Utho beta!"
Main hadbada kar uth baitha.Ammi mere bistar ke paas khadi theen aur mujhe jhinjhod (jerking) rahi theen.Mujhe uthakar Ammi window ke pass gayi.
Kamra roshan tha. Subah ho chuki thi. Ek pal ke liye, ek behki hui ummeed jaagi ke yeh sab ek khaufnaak khwaab tha.
Phir meri nazar bistar ke paas kursi par rakhi apni kal raat waali pant par padi.Mera haath khud-ba-khud uss par gaya. Maine uski jeb ko chhua.
Andar kapde ke neeche mujhe ek sakht, nukeeli cheez mehsoos hui aur mera dil baith gaya.Yeh Wahi pin theen.Yeh khwaab nahi tha.
Ammi mujhe ghoorte hue dekh rahi theen. Aur unhein dekhte hi mere halaq mein phir se wahi tezaabi zaayqa bhar gaya.
Maine bhi Ammi ki aur dekha.Woh Nikaah ke liye taiyaar theen.
Unhone ek bhaari, designer joda pehna tha. Ek 'ivory' (safed-gulaabi) rang ka lehenga, jispar nafees, sunehra kaam (embroidery) tha. Upar, ek lambi, 'deep golden' rang ki reshami kurti thi.Uski lambai unke ghutnon tak thi.
Yeh kurti unke jism par... unke seenay (breasts) par... bilkul kas kar (tightly) baithi thi, unke curves ko... unke hips ko... numaya (prominent) kar rahi thi.
Unke gale mein ek bhaari, jadaau (gem-studded) necklace tha, jo unki kurti ke gale ke paas chamak raha tha. Ek sunehra dupatta unke sar par saleeqe se rakha tha.
Unka chehra... flawless tha. Foundation, halka blush, aur aankhon par 'smoky' kajal. Aur unke honthon par... wahi 'muted berry' lipstick jo kal raat tabaah ho gayi thi... ab bilkul saaf, nayi, aur dawat deti hui lagi hui thi.
Lekin meri nazar unke kaano par jam gayi.Unhone bohot bhaari, sone aur motiyon waale jhumke pehne hue the. Wahi jhumke jo Abbu unke liye laaye the.Har baar jab woh hilti theen, jhumke 'khan' ki ek halki si, paakiza (pure) awaaz karte the.
Woh bilkul ek 'shareef' (respectable), 'izzat-daar' (honorable) aurat lag rahi theen.
" Uth gaye finally?" unhone window ka parda hatate hue kaha, aur tez roshni kamre mein bhar gayi. "Main kab se utha rahi hoon. Chalo, chalo, utho. 9 baj gaye hain! Aaj Nikaah hai!"
Main bistar par waise hi baitha raha, chaadar mere gird lipti hui thi. Main bas unhein ghoor raha tha.
Ammi ne meri taraf kadam badhaye aur bistar ke paas ruk gayin. Unki muskurahat mere chehre ko dekh kar thodi kam ho gayi. Unke bhaari jhumke hile.
"Kya hua?" unhone poocha. Unki awaaz ab ehtiyaat-bhari (cautious) thi. "Tabeeyat theek nahi hai? Raat ko bhi party se jaldi aa gaye the."
Maine unhein dekha. Unn jhooti, 'fikr-mand' (concerned) aankhon mein.
Main unhein batana chahta tha. Main uss pin ko unke chehre par phenkna chahta tha. Main cheekhna chahta tha ke unke yeh jhumke utne hi jhoote hain jitni woh khud.
Lekin main nahi kar paaya.
"Nahi," maine ek khurduri, sapaat awaaz mein kaha. "Theek hoon. Bas neend poori nahi hui."
Maine unhein kuch nahi bataya.
Ammi ne ek lambi, gehri saans li. Unke kandhe, jo ek pal ke liye sakht ho gaye the, dheele pad gaye. Jaise ki woh thodi relax ho gayi ho.
Unhone meri baat ka yakeen kar liya tha. Ya yakeen karna chahti theen.
"Achha," unhone fauran maahaul badal diya. Unke chehre par wahi 'busy' maa waali muskurahat waapis aa gayi. "Toh chalo, jaldi se taiyaar ho jao. Aaj bohot lamba din hai."
Woh apne jhumkon ko halka sa chhoote hue, unhein theek karti huin boleen, "Abhi neeche lawn mein breakfast laga hai. Sab intezaar kar rahe hain."
Unhone schedule batana shuru kar diya, "Yaad hai na, 11 baje tak Baraat aa jaayegi. Yahi haweli mein. Phir fauran Nikaah hai."
Woh rukeen, aaine mein ek aakhiri baar apna makeup dekhte hue, apni 'muted berry' lipstick par naaz karte hue.
"Nikaah ke fauran baad Lunch hai. Saima logon ki taraf se hai, toh humein bhi mehmanon ka dhyaan rakhna padega. Main aur Nani toh kaam mein lage rahenge."
Unhone apna clutch uthaya.
"Aur phir lunch ke baad hi, shaam se pehle, Rukhsati hai."
Woh darwaaze ki taraf mudeen.
"Chalo, main jaa rahi hoon. Nani ko bhi dekhna hai. Tum 10 minute mein neeche aao. Theek hai?"
"Hmm," maine bas itna kaha.
Woh muskurayeen. Wahi jhooti, pyaari muskurahat.
Aur kamre se nikal gayin. Unke jhumkon ki 'khan-khan' ki awaaz unke jaane ke baad bhi ek pal ke liye goonjti rahi.
Main akela reh gaya.
Maine bistar se utar kar apni pant uthaayi. Apna haath jeb mein daala aur uss pin ko baahar nikaala.
Uski nukeeli nok (tip) par ab mera sookha hua khoon laga tha.
Mera dil gusse aur bebasi se phatne laga tha. Main bistar par nahi baith sakta tha. Main chhup nahi sakta tha. Main bhaag nahi sakta tha.
Main utha par Mere pair ab bhi thake hue the, lekin mere jism mein ek ziddi, sard taaqat daud gayi thi.
Almari mein meri reshmi sherwani latak rahi thi.Ek halka, cream rang ka khoobsurat libaas, jispar nafees sunehra kaam tha. Ek jashn ka kapda.
Main ek robot ki tarah bathroom gaya. Shower ke neeche khada raha. Thanda paani mere jism par behta raha, lekin mere dimaag ke andar lagi aag ko bujha nahi saka.
Maine baahar aa kar uss sherwani ko pehna.
Jab maine usey pehna, toh resham... resham nahi... kaanch ke reshon ki tarah meri khaal par chubh raha tha. Uska har dhaaga ek taana lag raha tha.
Maine apni pant ki jeb se uss kaale pin ko nikaala.Aur usey apni sherwani ki andar waali, seene ki jeb mein daal liya.Mere dil ke qareeb.Ek hamesha chubhne waali yaad-dihani.
Maine apne baalon ko be-dili se theek kiya.Aur phir aaine mein khud ko dekha.Aaine mein jo ladka khada tha, woh main nahi tha.Woh ek khokla jism tha. Ek musafir... jo ek shaadi mein nahi, balki ek janaaze mein jaa raha tha.
Meri aankhein laal aag ho rahi theen. Mera chehra thaka hua, zard (pale) pad chuka tha. Wahi 'sarr-dard' waala bahana ab meri haqeeqat ban chuka tha.
Maine ek lambi, thandi saans li. Apne chehre par wahi sapaat, be-jazbaat naqaab (mask) chadhaya.
Aur darwaaza khol kar, neeche chal pada.Har qadam ke saath, jashn ka shor tez hota jaa raha tha.
Neeche, poori haweli zinda thi.Lawn ko safed aur laal phoolon se sajaya gaya tha. Subah ki halki, thandi hawa mein taaze phoolon ki mehak aur nashte ki mehak mili hui thi. Garam pooriyan, halwa, aur chole... wahi mehkein jo bachpan se mujhe 'khushi' ki yaad dilati theen.
Lekin Aaj woh saari mehkein mil kar mere halaq mein kal raat ke manzar ka tezaabi zaayqa waapis la rahi theen.
Maine lawn mein qadam rakha.Mehman, rishtedaar, sab wahaan the. Nashta kar rahe the, qehqahe (laughs) laga rahe the.
Nani ek table par ek rishtedar aurat ke saath baithi theen, khush-gappiyon mein masroof. Aur Ammi ek 'perfect host' ki tarah idhar se udhar phirti rahi theen. Unki 'deep golden' reshami kurti aur 'ivory' lehenga subah ki dhoop mein chamak raha tha. Unke kaano mein woh bhaari, Abbu ke laaye hue jhumke, har muskurahat ke saath 'khan-khan' hil rahe the.
Woh ek mukammal tasveer theen. Ek shareef, izzat-daar, khoobsurat aurat. Aur Ek jhoot bhi.
"Arey, Sahil!"
Nani ki nazar mujhpar padi. Unka chehra khil utha. “ Wah… Aa gaye beta? Idhar aao!"
"Bilkul shehzada lag raha hai mera beta. Nazar na lage." Nani ne kaha. "Chalo, nashta kar lo. Plate doon?"
"Bhook nahi hai," maine kaha. Awaaz sapaat thi.
Nani ne yeh sun kar kaha "Aise kaise bhook nahi hai?" "Raat ko bhi kuch nahi khaaya. Sarr-dard abhi tak hai kya?"
Ammi hamari aur aayi aur Maine Ammi ki aankhon mein dekha. Ammi mujhe dekhkar thoda sa muskurai aur fir maine Nani ki aur mudkar kaha,
"Haan, Nani," maine kaha. "Bas... thoda bhaari lag raha hai."
"Arey..." Ammi ne fauran wahi 'fikr-mand' maa ka role apnate hue kaha. "Toh dawaai lo na. Ruko... tum baitho... main ek cup chai laati hoon. Phir dawaai le lena."
Unhone zor de kar kaha, "Baraat aane se pehle theek ho jao."
Woh palteen aur Jaise hi woh palteen, Mami ne unhein pukaar liya.
"Aisha! Zara idhar aana!"
Aur Ammi... fauran... hans padeen.
"Aayi!"
Aur Ek pal mein woh 'fikr-mand maa' se 'khush-mizaaj mehman' ban gayi.
Main wahin khada raha aur unhein jaate hue dekhta raha.
Mera haath khud-ba-khud meri reshami sherwani ke oopar mere seene par chala gaya aur Andar ki jeb mein mujhe uss thandi, nukeeli pin ka ehsaas hua.
Mera sarr ab waaqai dard se phatne laga tha.Main uss jashn ko, uss jhooti aurat ko dekh raha tha, jo ab ek rishdetar aunty ke saath Nikaah ki taiyaariyon par hans-hans kar baatein kar rahi thi. Unke jhumke har qehqahe ke saath jhoom rahe the.
Subah ke 10:45 baje.Tabhi, door se patakhon ki awaaz aane lagi.Ek patli, lekin saaf awaaz jo subah ki khamoshi ko cheerti hui aa rahi thi. Dhum... Dhum-Dhak-Dhum...
Haweli mein ekdum se current daud gaya.
"Arey! Baraat aa gayi! Baraat aa gayi!"
Naukar idhar-udhar bhaagne lage.Sayma khala ki ma- Najma aunty fauran uth khadi hueen.
"Aisha! Sab log! Chalo chalo!" Aunty ne pukaara. "Sahil! Beta tum bhi aao! Gate par!"
Ammi khushi se utheen aur ek gehri saans li. Apne sunehre dupatte ko ek aakhiri baar theek kiya. Unhone apne chehre par wahi 'perfect guest' waali muskurahat paste ki.
"Aayi, Mami!" Aur woh gate aur chal deen.
Maine apni reshami sherwani ko theek kiya aur uss jhund ke peechhe-peechhe haweli ke main gate ki taraf chal pada.
Haweli ke andar, ek kamre mein, maine subah dulhan -Sayema khala ko dekha tha. Woh ek bhaari, laal jode mein, zewaron se ladi, baithi thi. Uski aankhein neeche theen, unmein ek asli ghabrahat aur sharm thi.
Lekin yahaan, gate par, maahaul bilkul alag tha.
Najma aunty ne fauran sab aurton ko 'organize' kiya.
"Phoolon ki thaaliyan lo sab!"
Haweli ki sab aurtein, Ammi samet, gate ke dono taraf ek qataar mein khadi ho gayin. Sabke haathon mein chaandi ki thaaliyan theen, jo gulaab ki pattiyon se labrez (overflowing) theen.
Ammi bilkul saamne theen, aunty ke paas. Woh bahut khubsurat lag rahi theen. Unka designer joda dhoop mein chamak raha tha, bhaari jhumke, chamakta chehra, wahi 'muted berry' lipstick. Woh muskura rahi theen.
Dhol aur patakhon ki awaaz ab bohot qareeb aa gayi thi. DHUM! DHUM! DHUM!
Aur phir, Baraat ne gate mein qadam rakha.Sabse aage Dulha- Akram tha.
Usne ek khoobsurat, safed rang ki sherwani pehni thi, jispar nafees sunehra kaam tha. Uske chehre par ek motiyon ka sehra tha, jiske peechhe se uski muskurahat jhalak rahi thi.
"Khush Amdid! Khush Amdid!"
Sab aurton ne, Ammi samet, unpar phool phenkne shuru kar diye. Gulaab ki pattiyan Akram ke safed jode par, uske sehre par, girne lageen.
Uske theek peechhe uske dost the. Sab naujawaan ladke, mehenge kurtas aur suits mein. Naach rahe the, shor macha rahe the.
Main yeh sab ek kone se dekh raha tha. Deewar se tik kar.
Main Ammi ko dekh raha tha, jo khushi se Akram ke doston par bhi phool barsa rahi theen. Unki hansi sabse oonchi thi.
Doston ke us jhoond mein Vishal bhi tha. Usne white rang ka kurta pajama aur brown chamakti hui koti pahni hui thi.
Use dekhkar Mera khoon meri ragon mein jam gaya. Dhol ki awaaz, phoolon ki mehak, sab ek pal mein gaayab ho gaya.
Meri nigahein ek teer ki tarah Ammi par chali gayin.Ammi, jo abhi tak Akram ko dekh kar muskura rahi theen, unki nazar ab doston ke uss jhund par padi jahaan Vishal tha, uss white kurte aur brown koti mein, naachte hue, shor machate hue.unka chehra ek pal ke liye chamak utha.
Ammi ki muskurahat ab aur gehri ho gayi, jaise koi raaz ki hansi ho. Unki aankhein thodi si chamki, sirf ek lamhe ke liye, lekin maine dekh liya. Unke haath, jo phool phenk rahe the, ab seedhe Vishal ki taraf mud gaye. Unhone ek muskurahat ke saath, jaise mazak mein, ek mota sa bunch gulaab ki pattiyon ka uss par phenk diya. Pattiyan uske kurte par giri, uske chehre par, aur woh hans padi.

Dhol ki awaaz, phoolon ki mehak, aur logon ka shor... sab ek pighle hue shor mein badal gaya.Main sirf un do ko dekh raha tha.Vishal ki nazar, naachte hue, uss jhund mein se Ammi par padi. Uske chehre par woh hi... sharaarti muskurahat phail gayi.
Woh naachte hue... 'coincidentally'... bheed se thoda sa alag hua aur Thoda sa aage badha. Uss taraf, jahaan Ammi khadi theen.Fir usne Apne haath ko... ek 'adaab' ya 'salaam' ke andaaaz mein uthaaya... lekin yeh salaam nahi tha. Uski ungliyaan... halke se... uske apne lips ko ek pal ke liye chhoo kar guzar gayi. Ek gesture jo sirf ek second ke liye tha, lekin ishaara saaf tha.
Maine Ammi ko dekha.Unki saansein ek pal ke liye ruk si gayin.Unke 'muted berry' lipstick waale honth thode se khul gaye.
Aur phir Vishal ne apna dance aur zyada bada diya. Usne Ammi ko dikhaate hue ek poora spin (chakkar) liya aur dhol ki beat par apni baahein phailaayeen, jaise woh poori formance sirf unke liye ho.
Aur Ammi hans padeen.Yeh woh 'perfect host' waali hansi nahi thi. Yeh ek... khanakti hui, shokh hansi thi.Unhone apni thaali se aur phool uthaaye aur ek jhatke se seedha Vishal ki taraf phenke.
"Khush Amdid!" Woh qehqaha laga kar boleen.
Phool Vishal ke safed kurte aur chamakti koti par gire.
Yeh ek khel tha. Ek behayaa, sabke saamne... aankhon hi aankhon mein khela jaane waala... khel.Mera haath meri sherwani ke andar... uss nukeeli pin par... kas gaya.
Baraat andar aa chuki thi.Dulha (Akram) aur uske Abbu stage ki taraf badh gaye.Baaki sab baraati, Vishal samet,lawn mein mandap ke neeche lagi kursiyon par baith gaye.
"Sharbat! Sharbat laao!" Najma Aunty ne pukaara.
Ammi samet, sab aurtein ab sharbat ke gilaason ki tray uthaane lageen.Unhone tray uthaayi aur unki nigaahon ne bheed mein seedha Vishal ko dhoondh liya.
Woh jaan-boojh kar ussi taraf chali gayin.Main unke peechhe-peechhe, thodi doori par... chalne laga.
Ammi ne tray aage badhaayi. Ek baraati ko di. Doosre ko di. Unka chehra har kisi ke liye mehmaan-nawaaz (hospitable) tha.Aur phir Woh Vishal ke saamne khadi theen.
Vishal aaraam se pair par pair rakhe baitha tha.Usne Ammi ko dekha. Sar se paaon tak. Uski nigahein unke designer jode unke bhaari jhumkon aur unke honthon par tiki (locked) huin theen.
"Sharbat?" unhone meethi aur narm awaaz mein kaha.
Vishal muskuraaya, uski woh sharaarti, confident smile jo mujhe aur zyada gusse se bhar rahi thi. Usne glass uthaane ke liye haath badhaaya, lekin woh ruk gaya. Usne glass nahi pakda. Usne... jaan-boojh kar... apni ungliyon ko Ammi ki ungliyon ke oopar sehlaaya. Yeh halka sa touch nahi tha -ek gehra, dheema caress, jaise unki ungliyaan ek doosre se baatein kar rahi hon, unki garmi meri nazron ke saamne fail rahi thi. Woh ehsaas itna deliberate tha ke koi galti nahi ho sakti thi; yeh unka secret signal tha, kal raat ke chumban ki yaad ko zinda karne wala.
Mera dil tezi se dhadka, jaise koi hammer mere seene par maar raha ho. Ammi ki saansein ek pal ke liye ruk gayin -main dekh saka unke chehre par woh halki si bechaini, unki aankhein thodi si badi ho gayin, lekin unhone apna haath waapis nahi kheencha. Balki, unhone uss touch ko ek lamhe ke liye hone diya, jaise woh uss garmi ko enjoy kar rahi hon, unki ungliyaan halki si hil gayin jaise response mein. Unka chehra laal ho gaya tha, dhoop ki wajah se ya uss touch ki wajah se.
Main wahin khada raha, mera khoon ubal raha tha, lekin main kuch nahi kar saka. Yeh unka khel tha, aur main sirf ek dekhne wala tha.

[Naaz]

Itna acha likhe ho ki mai kho gayi thi puri usi scene me
Mano sab kuch saamne ho raha ho
Bas aise hi likhte rahiye
Ab tak bahot umdah chal rahi hai kahani aur lekhani

[Naaz]

Acha writer wahi hai jo ek update dene ke baad readers ka dil aur update maangne ka ho
Plss jaldi se dusra update bhi de dijiyega

[Bulldozer]

Just superb and of course mind blowing update. Hats off.

[Mousumi Hamid]

Super duper hit and mesmerising writing.

[Nilufar Yasmin]

Bahut badhiya ek mast update diya aapne yaar. Bahut bahut shandar aur jabardast writing

[Lalu Mastan]

Ekdum super sensational aur bahut bahut majedar update.

[Sheuli Mala]

Ekdum mast aur lajawab kahaani hai yah! Bahut achha laga padhke