Adultery Siyali Rajput: Ek Phool, Kaante Hazaar

[SIYALI__RAJPOOT]

Siyali ke liye yeh subah naye ujaale se zyada naye imtihan jaisi thi. Woh bholi ladki abhi apne khayalon se baahar nikli hi thi ki darwaze par dastak hui. Saamne Bhiku khada tha, jo aaj kuch zyada hi "chaka-chak" bankar aaya tha. Usne tel lagakar baal chipkaye hue the aur chehre par ek aisi muskan thi jo Siyali ko thodi ajeeb lagi.

Bhiku ke hath mein ek purana akhbar ka tukda tha jisme gaon ka mashhoor kohrapag (petha) aur teekhi dalmot lipti hui thi. Siyali, jo shahar mein apni maa ke hatho se apple juice aur cornflakes khakar pali-badhi thi, uske liye yeh nashta kisi cultural shock se kam nahi tha. Par Bhaypura mein yahi "VIP" nashta maana jata tha.

Siyali ne hairat se pucha, "Bhiku ji, aap itni subah yahan?"

Bhiku ne apni tharki nazrein Siyali ke bikhre hue baalon aur uske angrayi lete hue kamsin badan par tikaye rakhi. "Arey Madam ji, gaon mein 8:30 baje toh dopahar ho jati hai. Sab khet nikal gaye hain. Humne socha Madam bhookhi hongi, toh garma-garam nashta le aaye."

Siyali ne hichkichate hue kaha, "Iski zaroorat nahi thi, main manage kar leti..."

Par Bhiku toh mauke ki talaash mein tha. Woh tezi se aage badha aur bina Siyali ke sambhalne ka mauka diye, woh kagaz mein lipta nashta uske hatho mein thama diya.

Jaise hi Siyali ne nashta pakda, Bhiku ne badi hoshiyari se apni khurduri ungliyan Siyali ki makkhan jaisi naram hatheli aur nazuk kalai par ragad di.

Siyali ka Nazariya: Use laga shayad jaldi mein hath lag gaya hoga. Usne ise ek "colleague" ki formality samjha aur zyada dhyan nahi diya.

Bhiku ka Nasha: Bhiku ke toh jaise shareer mein bijli daud gayi. Siyali ki twacha itni thandi aur malmal jaisi thi ki Bhiku ka dimaag sunn ho gaya. Usne mann hi mann socha, "Kasam se, kachcha chaba jaaun is maal ko... kitni naram hai saali."

Siyali ne thoda uncomfortable hokar kaha, "Theek hai, shukriya. Ab mujhe taiyar hona hai, daftar bhi jaana hai."

Bhiku ne ek tirchi nazar Siyali ke kurte ke khule hue collar par daali aur bola, "Ji Madam, aap taiyar ho jaiye. Hum office khol rahe hain. Aaj toh Masterji bhi nahi aane wale, unka koi zaroori kaam hai. Toh aaj hum hi aapko sab 'samjhayenge'."

Bhiku wahan se muskuraate hue nikal gaya. Uske dimaag mein ek hi baat chal rahi thi—Aaj office mein sirf woh hoga aur Siyali. Bhairavnath kal raat ki daru ke baad der se uthega, aur Masterji gaon se baahar hain.

Siyali ne darwaza band kiya aur nashta table par rakh diya. Use garmi aur thakan mehsus ho rahi thi. Usne socha ki nahaane ke liye baramde mein jana padega, par kal raat ka woh handpump wala hassa yaad aate hi woh kaanp gayi. Lekin taiyar toh hona hi tha.

Siyali ki masoomiyat ka koi thikana nahi tha. Usne Bhiku ki "tharak" ko uski "achhai" samajh liya. Us bholi ladki ko laga ki shayad Bhaypura utna bhi bura nahi hai jitna use kal raat laga tha. Woh Bhiku ke us "shaitani sparsh" ko ek ittefaq aur uske naste ko uski fikar samajh bethi.

Apne honthon par ek halki si muskan liye, Siyali ne apne office ke pehle din ki taiyari shuru ki.

Siyali ne apne suitcase se ek naya suit nikala—halke gulabi rang ka cotton salwar-kameez. Yeh rang uske gore badan par aise khil raha tha jaise subah ki pehli kiran kisi kamal ke phool par padi ho.

Siyali ne darr-darr kar baramde ki taraf dekha. Charon taraf sannata tha. Usne jaldi se handpump se baalti bhari aur nahan-ghar (bathroom) ke andar chali gayi. Thande paani ki har boond jab uske naram badan par girti, toh uski saari thakan dhul jati.

Naha kar jab woh baahar nikli, toh uske geele baal uski peeth par bheege hue nishaan chhod rahe the. Usne thoda sa powder lagaya aur apni aankhon mein halka sa kaajal dala. Uska chehra kisi taaza khile hue gulab ki tarah mehak raha tha.

Usne apna ID card gale mein dala aur dupatta dhang se odha. Use khud par garv (pride) mehsus ho raha tha. Woh ek "Gram Sachiv" thi, aur aaj use apni kshamta dikhani thi.

Siyali ne apna bag uthaya aur office ki taraf badhi. Suraj ab poori tarah nikal aaya tha aur garmi badhne lagi thi. Office ka darwaza khula tha. Andar se dhup-batti (incense sticks) ki mehak aa rahi thi—Bhiku ne pehle hi mahaul "shant" aur "apna-sa" banane ka dhong kar rakha tha.

Siyali jaise hi apni table ke paas pahunchi, usne dekha ki uski chair bilkul saaf thi aur table par ek glass paani rakha tha.

"Ram-Ram Madam ji! Aaiye, shubh mahurat ho gaya," Bhiku kone se nikal kar aaya.

Aaj Bhiku ki nigahein Siyali ke gulabi suit mein chipke uske nikhare hue roop par gadi thin. Siyali naha kar aayi thi, isliye uske jism se ek taaza sabun aur chameli ke tel ki bheeni-bheeni khushbu aa rahi thi, jo Bhiku ke dimaag ko pagal kar rahi thi.

"Pradhan ji ka phone aaya tha Madam, woh aaj nahi aa payenge. Toh aaj saara charge aapke paas hai... aur aapki madad ke liye main hoon na," Bhiku ne Siyali ke thoda kareeb aakar kaha.

Siyali ne apni chair khinchi aur baith gayi. Usne files kholi, lekin use ehsaas hua ki Bhiku kursi ke bilkul peeche khada hai, jaise woh files nahi, balki Siyali ki gardan aur uske bheege hue baalon ko nihar raha ho.

[SIYALI__RAJPOOT]

Panchayat Bhawan ki shanti aur Siyali ki masoomiyat se door, gaon ke doosre kone par ek aisi hulchul shuru ho rahi thi jo poore Bhaypura ka naseeb badalne wali thi. Ab tak humne Bhairavnath ko sabse bada shaitan samjha tha, par asli khiladi toh parde ke peeche tha—Pradhan Ji.

Bhairavnath, jo kal raat sharab ke nashe mein dher tha, aaj subah bilkul hosh mein tha. Uske chehre par halki ghabrahat thi kyunki Pradhan ki safed Jeep uske darwaze par khadi thi. Pradhan ka khaas aadmi, jo kisi maut ke farishte se kam nahi lag raha tha, Bhairavnath ko lekar nikal gaya.

Gaon ke kinare ek bada sa farm-house jaisa mahal tha, jiske charon taraf unchi deewaron par kanteedar taar lage the. Jeep andar ruki. Bhairavnath dabe paon andar dakhil hua.

Andar ek bade se hall mein, ek bhari-bharkam aadmi aaram-kursi par baitha tha, jiske haath mein ek purana shikaari chaku tha jisse woh seb (apple) kaat raha tha. Yeh tha Pradhan Jagat Pratap Singh. Usne abhi tak sar upar nahi uthaya tha, par uski awaaz poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi.

"Bhairav... suna hai kal shahar se koi 'maal' aaya hai Sachiv bankar?" Pradhan ne bina dekhe pucha. Uske bolne ka tarika aisa tha jaise woh kisi insaan ki nahi, kisi shikaar ki baat kar raha ho.

Bhairavnath ne thook nigalte hue kaha, "Ji Pradhan ji... Siyali naam hai uska. Badi bholi aur... aur bahut khubsurat hai."

Pradhan ne chaku ki dhaar ko apni ungli se chhuan. "Bholi hai isliye toh yahan aayi hai. Par suna hai kal raat tumne drunk hokar tamasha kiya? Bhairav, gaon mein hiran tabhi tak rehta hai jab tak use lagta hai ki woh surakshat hai. Agar bhediya pehle hi din dhaarne lagega, toh shikaar bhag jayega."

Pradhan dhire se utha aur Bhairavnath ke paas aaya. Usne Bhairavnath ke kandhe par hath rakha—ek aisa hath jiske peeche kitni hi auraton ki cheekhein dafan thin.

"Mujhe woh ladki chahiye, Bhairav. Par zabardasti se nahi. Use pehle is gaon ke daldal mein utaro. Use majboor karo ki woh khud hamare paas aaye madad mangne. Aur woh Master Raghuvir... uspar nazar rakho. Woh purana chawal hai, kahin woh beech mein na aa jaye."

Pradhan ne ek purani file nikal kar Bhairavnath ko di. "Ye lo. Aaj office mein Siyali se is par sign karwana. Ye gaon ke naye 'development fund' ka kagaz hai. Is ek sign se woh hamare jaal mein phans jayegi."

Bhairavnath file lekar bahar nikla. Uske dimaag mein ab hawas ke saath-saath Pradhan ka darr bhi tha. Woh jaanta tha ki agar Siyali ko Pradhan ne pasand kar liya hai, toh ab us par pehla haq Pradhan ka hoga, par woh us "namkeen badan" ka ek tukda toh apne liye bhi bachakar rakhega.

Bhaypura ka chakrvyuh ab poori tarah se tayyar ho chuka hai. Siyali, jo abhi tak sirf Bhiku aur Bhairavnath ki tharak se bach rahi thi, ab ek aise tufaan ke beech phansne wali hai jiske baare mein usne sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha.

Ek taraf Pradhan ka dimaag hai, jo use kaanooni jaal mein phansa raha hai, aur doosri taraf Jimmy—Pradhan ka bigdail beta aur uske awara doston ki toli, jinke liye aurat sirf ek shart (bet) ka zariya hai.

[behka]

nice start

[Vihaan]

"I’m seriously hooked on this story! I noticed the new ID—guessing the old password gave you some trouble, but I’m so glad you’re back and posting regularly.
The way the characters are being built is amazing. Keep up the same pace and do not feel pressured to rush the plot. It is enjoyable to see the slow build-up and the unexpected situations. Cannot wait for more!

[SIYALI__RAJPOOT]

Bhairavnath Pradhan ki haveli se nikla toh uske hath mein wo kaali file thi, jo Siyali ke liye ek phanda banne wali thi. Uske dimaag mein Pradhan ki baatein goonj rahi thi, lekin nazron mein abhi bhi wahi gulabi suit mein lipti Siyali ki tasveer thi. Woh apni purani cycle par baith kar Panchayat Bhawan ki taraf nikal pada, raste bhar woh yahi soch raha tha ki Pradhan ke 'shikaar' karne se pehle wo is mithaas ka thoda zayka kaise le.

Idhar office mein sannata tha, par wo sannata sukoon wala nahi, balki kisi toofan se pehle ki khamoshi jaisa tha. Siyali files mein doobi hui thi, par use baar-baar apne peeche kisi ki bhari saanson ka ehsaas ho raha tha.

Bhiku, jo ab tak kone mein hone ka dhong kar raha bha, dhire se dabe paon Siyali ki kursi ke peeche aa khada hua. Siyali ne naye-naye dhang se dupatta odha tha, lekin baithne ki wajah se dupatta thoda sarak kar uske kandhe se niche utar gaya tha. Siyali ka badan naha kar nikla tha, isliye uski twacha (skin) par ek ajab si chamak aur narmi thi.

Bhiku ne upar se niche jhaanka. Siyali file par jhuki hui thi, jis wajah se uske kurte ka gala thoda dhila hokar aage ki taraf jhuk gaya tha. Bhiku ki tharki nigahein wahi ja thahri—Siyali ke un ubharon ki gehrayi mein, jo uske bheege hue baalon ki laton ke beech se saaf jhalak rahe the. Uske jism se aane wali perfume ki khushbu Bhiku ke dimaag par chadh rahi thi. Uska jee kiya ki woh wahin apna hath badhaye, par wo jaanta tha ki abhi waqt nahi aaya hai.

"Madam ji... chai laaun ya thanda piyengi?" Bhiku ne jaan-bujhkar bahut kareeb jhuk kar pucha.

Siyali buri tarah chaunk gayi. Usne jhat se apna dupatta sambhala aur kursi thodi aage khiskayi. "N-nahi Bhiku ji, kuch nahi chahiye. Aap please thoda door hokar baat kijiye."

Bhiku ne ek kutil (sly) muskan di. "Door kyun Madam? Hum toh aapke sevak hain. Aur aaj toh Pradhan ji bhi nahi hain... poora din humein saath hi toh bitana hai."

Panchayat Bhawan ke baahar dhoop tez ho chuki thi. Bhairavnath apni cycle lekar office ke thoda door hi ruk gaya. Kal raat ki sharab ka nasha toh utar gaya tha, par Siyali ke us gusse bhare chehre ki yaad abhi bhi dimaag mein thi. Usne socha, "Agar main abhi seedha gaya, toh wo chilla degi ya kisi ko bula legi. Pehle ise thoda narm karna padega."

Usne raste mein khade ek chhote ladke ko bulaya aur use file thama di. "Ae chhotu, ye file Madam ji ko de kar aa aur kehna ki Up-Pradhan ji ne bheji hai, unka koi kaam phans gaya hai isliye khud nahi aa paye."

Udhar office ke andar, Bhiku abhi bhi Siyali ki kursi ke peeche Mandra raha tha. Siyali bahut uncomfortable mehsoos kar rahi thi.

"Madam ji, aap tension mat lijiye," Bhiku ne thoda peeche hat-kar apne lehje ko ekdum shareef banate hue kaha, "Kal raat Bhairav ji ne jo kiya, wo bahut bura tha. Wo aadmi hai hi aisa. Main toh aapke saath hoon, yahan aapko kisi se darrne ki zaroorat nahi hai."

Siyali ne ek thandi saans li. Use laga shayad Bhiku uska humdard hai. "Shukriya Bhiku ji. Par mujhe laga tha yahan sab log itne bure nahi honge."

Bhiku ne dekha ki Siyali ki guard thodi kam ho rahi hai. Wo phir se file dikhane ke bahane thoda kareeb aaya. Is baar usne apna hath table par aise rakha ki uski ungliyan Siyali ke halke gulabi dupatte ke kone ko chhoo rahi thin. Siyali jab file ki taraf jhuki, toh uske badan se aati wahi chameli ki khushbu Bhiku ke dimaag ko sunn karne lagi. Bhiku ki nazrein Siyali ke khile hue badan par fisalne lagin, khaas kar uske kurte ke gale se jhakti wo gehrayi, jise wo peeche khade hokar nihar raha tha.

Tabhi wo ladka file lekar andar dakhil hua. "Madam ji, ye file Up-Pradhan ji ne bheji hai."

Siyali ne file li aur padhne lagi. Bhairavnath ne isme ek chhota sa note likha tha:

"Madam ji, kal raat ke liye maafi chahta hoon. Sharab mein hosh nahi tha. Ye gaon ke college ki bachat ka hisaab hai, aap dekh kar check kar lijiye, koi jaldi nahi hai."

Siyali ko thoda sukoon mila. Use laga ki shayad Bhairav pachtawa kar raha hai. Par ye Bhairav ka plan tha—pehle maafi maang kar jagah banana, aur phir dheere-dheere Siyali ke "sanskaron" ka fayda uthakar use apne jaal mein fasana.

Bhiku ne file ki taraf dekha aur dhire se Siyali ke aur kareeb jhuk gaya, itna kareeb ki uska kandha Siyali ke baazu se bas ek inch door tha. "Madam ji, is file mein bahut galtiyan lag rahi hain mujhe... shayad aapko meri madad chahiye hogi ise samajhne mein," Bhiku ne phusphusate hue kaha, uski nazrein ab Siyali ke hothon par thin.

Siyali ne file band ki. Uska dimaag ghum raha tha—figures mel nahi kha rahe the aur calculation mein bahut jhol tha. Use laga ki agar wo abhi in galtiyon ko nahi sudharti, toh pehle hi din uski kshamta par sawal uthenge.

"Bhiku ji?" Siyali ne dhire se awaaz di. Sannata tha.

Usne ghadi dekhi, Bhiku ko gaye hue das minute se upar ho chuke the. Siyali ne socha ki shayad wo baahar nikal gaya hoga. Wo apni kursi se uthi aur apne dupatte ko sahi karte hue baahar ki taraf badhi. Siyali ke badan ki khushbu ab poore kamre mein bas chuki thi.

Jaise hi wo peeche wale baramde ki taraf mudi, uski nazar bathroom ke adh-khule darwaze par padi. Wahan koi nahi tha, par tabhi use ehsaas hua ki koi use bahut gaur se dekh raha hai.

Siyali ne ghum kar dekha, toh uske hosh ud gaye. Bhiku wahan bathroom mein nahi tha, balki woh office ki khidki ke peeche, parde ki aad mein khada tha. Woh wahan se Siyali ke har ek move ko nihar raha tha. Bhiku ki nigahein Siyali ke un ubharon par thami thin jo chalne ki wajah se halka sa thirak rahe the. Uske chehre par ek aisi bhook thi jo Siyali ne pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi.

Siyali ko dekh kar Bhiku ne jhat se rukh badla aur aise natak kiya jaise wo kachra saaf kar raha ho. "Ji Madam? Aapne bulaya?"

Siyali ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. "Bhiku ji, wo... mujhe college jana hai. Master Raghuvir ji se milna hai, rasta bata denge?"

Bhiku ke dimaag mein ek shaitani idea aaya. Woh jaanta tha ki college ka rasta purane khet aur jhaadiyon se hokar guzarta hai, jahan is waqt koi nahi hota.

"college? Bilkul Madam ji, chaliye main chhod aata hoon. Waise bhi dhoop tez hai, aap akeli rasta bhatak jayengi," Bhiku ne muskurate hue kaha, par uski muskan Siyali ke gale ke niche utarte pasine ki boond par tiki thi.

Siyali thoda hichkichayi, "Nahi, aap bas rasta bata dijiye, main chali jaungi."

"Are Madam, aap hamari afsar hain. Aapko akela chhodunga toh Pradhan ji meri khaal khinch lenge," Bhiku ne apna jhola uthaya aur Siyali ke itne paas aa gaya ki uska haath Siyali ke naram baazu se touch hote-hote bacha.

Siyali ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo Bhiku par bharosa kare ya nahi, par file ki galtiyan use Master ji tak pahunchne par majboor kar rahi thin. Use nahi pata tha ki Bhiku use seedhe raste se nahi, balki us sunsaan pagdandi se le jaane wala hai jahan uska shikar karna aasaan ho.

[Kalifman]

Continue....

[Vihaan]

The plot is thickening beautifully! It’s clear that Bhiku has his own secret plans regarding his Madam, and it’s honestly fascinating to see who will eventually hit the jackpot. With so many people in line for Siyali, the competition is getting intense. I can’t wait to see how this unfolds!

[behka]

This is turning out to be an excellent story. You have a very different plot and you have done great build up and characters. Please continue and make Siyali get slowly deceived and fooled by these men and get humiliated

[Pvzro]

Wow excellent 
Likhte rahena awaiting for pradhan saiyali episodes

[SIYALI__RAJPOOT]

Siyali ne apna bag kandhe par latkaya aur file ko seene se chipka liya, jaise wo file nahi balki uski dhaal ho. Bhiku ke chehre par ek jeet wali muskan aayi. Usne office ke darwaze par tala lagaya aur Siyali ko aage hone ka ishara kiya.

"Madam ji, rasta thoda kachcha hai, sambhal kar chaliyega," Bhiku ne kaha, par uski nazrein Siyali ki phisalti hui sandal aur uske naram pairon par thin.

Siyali ne baahar khadi bike ki taraf ek nazar dali. Uska jee kiya ki keh de, "Bike se chalte hain, jaldi pahunch jayenge," par phir use Master ji ki yaad aayi. Master ji buzurg (elderly) hain, unke saath baithna alag tha, par Bhiku ki aankhon mein jo chamak thi, wo Siyali ko andar tak ghabra rahi thi. Usne socha paidal chalna hi safe hai, chahe dhoop kitni hi kyun na ho.

Bhiku ne jaan-bujhkar gaon ke mukhya raste ko chhod diya aur Siyali ko khetan ke beech se guzarne wali ek patli pagdandi par le aaya.

"Bhiku ji, ye rasta toh bahut sunsaan hai? Kya hum galat ja rahe hain?" Siyali ne rukte hue pucha. Uske mathe par pasine ki nanhi boondein chamak rahi thin aur uski saans dhoop ki wajah se thodi tez chal rahi thi.

"Are nahi Madam, ye 'short-cut' hai. Sadak se jayenge toh poora gaon ghumna padega, dhoop mein aapka bura haal ho jayega," Bhiku ne jhoot bolte hue kaha. Asal mein ye rasta sadak se do-guna lamba tha aur charon taraf unchi-unchi sarpat (ghas) aur jhaadiyan thin.

Siyali ne aage badhna shuru kiya. Pagdandi itni patli thi ki dono saath-saath nahi chal sakte the. Bhiku jaan-bujhkar Siyali ke bilkul peeche-peeche chal raha tha. Chalte waqt jab Siyali ka badan thoda lachakta, toh Bhiku ki hawasi nigahein uske halke gulabi kurte ke peeche bheege hue nishaan dhoondti, jo garmi ki wajah se ban rahe the.

Achanak ek jagah rasta thoda uncha-nicha aaya. Siyali ka pair ek patthar se takraya aur wo ladkhadai.

"Sambhal ke Madam ji!" Bhiku ne lapak kar Siyali ki kohni (elbow) pakad li.

Siyali ko aisa laga jaise kisi ne garmi mein garam loha chhoo liya ho. Usne jhat se apna hath chhudaya. "Main thik hoon, shukriya."

Bhiku ne apne hath ki hatheli ko dekha, jahan abhi Siyali ki naram twacha ka ehsaas baaki tha. Usne ek gehri saans li, jisme Siyali ke paseene aur perfume ki mili-juli mehak ghis rahi thi. "Madam ji, aap itna darrti kyun hain? Main toh bas aapki madad kar raha hoon. Dekhiye, aapka dupatta bhi kanton mein phans gaya hai."

Siyali ne peeche mud kar dekha, uska dupatta ek jhaadi mein ulajh gaya tha. Wo use nikaalne ki koshish karne lagi, par Bhiku ne mouka dekh kar apna hath aage badhaya. Wo dupatta nikaalne ke bahane Siyali ke itne kareeb aa gaya ki Siyali ko uski garam saansein apni gardan par mehsoos hone lagin.

Siyali ne ek gehri saans li, lekin uski saans ke saath Bhiku ke sir ke saste chameli tel aur uske pasine ki teekhi badbu uske dimag ko chakrane lagi. Garmi itni thi ki Siyali ke gore mathe se pasine ki boondein phisal kar uske honthon tak aa rahi thin. Uska cotton ka gulabi kurta ab uske badan se chipakne laga tha, jo uske sharir ki banawat ko aur bhi ubhaar raha tha.

"Madam ji, laaiye main nikaal deta hoon, aapka naram hath chhil jayega," Bhiku ne phusphusate hue kaha. Uska lehja itna "apnapan" bhara tha ki koi bhi dhoka kha jaye, par uski aankhein kahin aur thin.

Siyali jaise hi dupatte ko kante se alag karne ke liye thoda aur aage jhuki, uske kurte ka gala thoda aur khul gaya. Bhiku ki nigahein toh jaise isi mauke ki talash mein thin. Upar se tapakti dhoop mein Siyali ki gori rangat aur un "ubhron ki darar" se behta pasina dekh kar Bhiku ka mann machal utha. Use aisa laga jaise wo koi khila hua gulab dekh raha ho jise dhoop ne aur bhi naram kar diya hai.

Bhiku ne madad ke bahane apna hath aage badhaya. Usne jaan-bujhkar kante nikaalte waqt apni ungliyan Siyali ki peeth par touch kin. Siyali ko laga jaise koi zehrila keeda uspar reng gaya ho. Usne jhatke se apna badan peeche khincha.

"H-ho gaya Bhiku ji! Rehne dijiye, main kar lungi," Siyali ne ghabra kar kaha. Uska chehra dhoop aur ghabrahat ki wajah se ekdum tamtama kar laal ho gaya tha, bilkul kisi guriya ki tarah.

Bhiku mann hi mann badbadaya, "Haye re kismat! Kya naram badan paya hai... abhi toh sirf chhua hai, toh itna garam hai. Jab haveli pahunchegi aur Pradhan ji iska ras nichodenge, tab kya hoga? Par Pradhan ji se pehle, is raste mein thoda maza toh main bhi lekar rahunga."

Usne ek kutil muskan ke saath Siyali ki taraf dekha, jo ab apna bag sambhalti hui tezi se aage badhne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Uski chal mein jo lachak thi, wo Bhiku ki hawas ko aur bhadka rahi thi. Siyali ka dhyan college ki file par tha, par Bhiku ka dhyan is baat par ki agla sunsaan mod kab aayega.

"Madam ji, thoda dhire! Aage rasta aur bhi kharab hai," Bhiku ne peeche se aate hue kaha, aur is baar usne tezi se chalkar Siyali ke itne paas jagah bana li ki uska kandha Siyali ke baazu se baar-baar ragad kha raha tha.

Siyali tezi se aage badh rahi thi, uski sandal ki 'chat-chat' ki awaaz un sunsaan pagdandiyon mein goonj rahi thi. Uska pura dhyan college pahunchne par tha, par uske peeche chal raha Bhiku kisi aur hi dhun mein tha. Woh dekh raha tha ki kaise garmi aur tezi se chalne ki wajah se Siyali ke gulabi kurte par pasine ke nishaan gahre hote ja rahe hain. Siyali jab thodi door nikal gayi, toh Bhiku thoda peeche reh gaya—jaan-bujhkar, taaki woh door se uske chalne ke lachakdar andaz ko nihar sake. Par jab use laga ki faasla zyada ho raha hai, toh woh tezi se kadam badhata hua Siyali ke bilkul nazdeek pahunch gaya.

Chalte-chalte rasta achanak badal gaya. Patli pagdandi khatam hui aur Siyali ek aise khule khet mein pahunch gayi jahan door-door tak sirf dhoop ki tapan aur sookhi ghas thi. Siyali wahan ruk gayi, uska sir chakrane laga. Use ehsaas hua ki wo gaon ke us hisse mein aa gayi hai jahan ka manzar office se bilkul alag tha.

"Main kahan aa gayi? Kya mujhe office se nikalna bhi chahiye tha?" Siyali ne mann hi mann khud ko kosa. Use apna faisla galat lagne laga tha.

Abhi wo ye soch hi rahi thi ki achanak use apne kaan ke paas ek garam saans mehsoos hui. Bhiku itni khamoshi aur itni nazdeeki se uske peeche aa khada hua tha ki Siyali buri tarah chaunk gayi. Bhiku ke hoth uske kaan ke itne paas the ki agar wo zara sa mudti toh wo use chhoo lete.

"Kya hua Madam ji? Ruk kyun gayi?" Bhiku ki awaaz mein ek ajeeb si khurkhurahat thi, jaise wo Siyali ki ghabrahat ka maza le raha ho. Uske chehre se chameli ke tel aur pasine ki wo bhari badbu ab Siyali ka dum ghont rahi thi.

Siyali ne turant do kadam aage badh kar faasla banaya. Uska chehra darr aur dhup se laal ho raha tha. "Bhiku ji, yahan se aage kahan jana hai? Kuch dikh hi nahi raha... college kitni door hai?" usne ghabrate hue pucha. Wo bechari toh imandari se kaam karne nikli thi, par use kya pata tha ki har mod par uske liye ek jaal bichha hai.

Bhiku ne ek gandi muskan di aur apne hothon par zabaan pheri. "Arre darrne ki koi baat nahi Madam ji! Gaon mein raste aise hi hote hain, kabhi khet toh kabhi jhaadiyan. Chaliye aage, rasta bhi mil jayega aur college bhi dikh jayega."

Mann hi mann Bhiku ne socha, "Rasta toh main bhatka hi chuka hoon, ab college nahi, sirf maza dikhega meri pyari Madam ji!"

Siyali ne ek baar phir un khule kheton ki taraf dekha jahan dhup ki wajah se sab kuch dhundhla lag raha tha. Usne himmat jutayi aur aage badhna shuru kiya. Bhiku uske peeche-peeche chal raha tha, uski nazrein Siyali ke har ek move par aisi gadi thin jaise koi shikaari apne shikaar ko dekh raha ho.

Dono thodi door aur chale honge ki achanak Siyali ke kadam thithak gaye. Saamne ek purani nahar thi—gehra paani aur unche kinare. Siyali ko ehsaas hua ki agar aage jana hai, toh is nahar ko har haal mein paar karna hi hoga. Usne nahar ke matti wale kinare aur paani ki lehron ko dekha, aur uska dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga.

Siyali ne apne hath se suraj ki roshni ko rokne ki koshish ki. Saamne ek purani nahar thi, jisme paani ka bahaw toh kam tha, par uske upar bana wo patla sa lakdi ka pul (bridge) dekh kar Siyali ki jaan nikal gayi. Do-teen purane lakdi ke patre (planks) ek-doosre se bandhe hue the, jo shayad kisi bhi waqt toot sakte the.

"Bhiku ji, kya humein ise paar karna hoga? Ye toh bahut khatarnak lag raha hai," Siyali ne darrte hue pucha. Uska badan garmi aur thakan se toot raha pha, aur ab ye nahar uske liye ek imtihan ban gayi thi.

Bhiku ne ek gehri saans li, uski nazrein Siyali ke chehre se niche utar kar uske un gori tangon par rukin jo chalne ki wajah se kurte ke niche se thodi nazar aa rahi thin. Usne socha, "Yahi mauka hai... yahan koi dekhne wala nahi hai."

"Ghabraiye mat Madam ji, main hoon na. Aap bas mera hath pakad lijiye, main aapko paar karwa dunga," Bhiku ne apna ganda, pasine se lathpath hath Siyali ki taraf badhaya.

Siyali ne ek pal ke liye uske hath ko dekha. Use uske hath se aur uski aankhon se darr lag raha tha, par peeche mudne ka rasta ab bohot lamba ho chuka tha. Usne apne bag ko kas ke pakda aur dhire se apna naram hath Bhiku ke sakht hath mein thama diya.

Jaise hi Siyali ka hath Bhiku ke hath mein aaya, Bhiku ke jism mein ek current sa daud gaya. Usne Siyali ki nazuk ungliyon ko zarurat se zyada zor se dabaya. Siyali ne dard se apni aankhein band kar lin.

"Bhiku ji... zor se lag raha hai," Siyali ne dhire se kaha.

"Are Madam, gir jayengi isliye kas ke pakda hai," Bhiku ne kutil muskan ke saath kaha. Wo Siyali ko pul ke beech mein le gaya. Pul hil raha tha aur Siyali ka santulan (balance) bigadne laga. Darr ke maare Siyali ne Bhiku ka kandha pakad liya.

Bhiku ko toh jaise jannat mil gayi. Usne is mauke ka fayda uthaya aur Siyali ko "sambhalne" ke bahane uske kamar ke niche apne hath ko tika diya. Siyali ka badan kaanp utha. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Bhiku ka hath uske dupatte ke niche se uski kamar ki naram twacha ko chhu raha hai.

"Chhodiye mujhe! Main khud chal sakti hoon," Siyali ne gusse aur darr mein chillaya, par pul par pair phisalne ki wajah se wo Bhiku ke aur kareeb gir gayi. Uska seena Bhiku ke sakht seene se takraya, aur kuch palon ke liye unki saansein ek-doosre mein ulajh gayi.

Bhiku ne mauka dekh kar Siyali ke kaan ke paas phusphusaya, "Madam ji, itni jaldi kya hai? Abhi toh college bohot door hai... aur yahan hum dono ke siwa koi parinda bhi nahi hai."



Nahar ke beechon-beech, us lachile aur purane lakdi ke pul par waqt jaise tham gaya tha. Siyali, jo hamesha apne usoolon aur maryada mein rahi, aaj ek aise mod par thi jahan uska naram badan ek gair mard ki bahon ke behad qareeb tha. Usne apni aankhein kas kar band kar rakhi thin, maano aankhein band karne se ye darawna pal khatam ho jayega. Uske gore mathe se pasine ki ek boond phisal kar uske gulaabi hothon ki kor tak pahunch gayi thi, aur halki hawa se uske bheege baalon ki ek lat uske chehre par lehra rahi thi.

Siyali ke liye ye sparsh naya aur ashant (disturbing) tha. Wo "kamukta ki raani" jise shehar ke bade-bade gharon ke ladke sirf door se niharne ki hasrat rakhte the, aaj Bhaypura ki ek sunsaan nahar par ek saste chameli tel ki badbu wale naukar ke itne qareeb thi. Uska dil darr ke maare aise dhadak raha tha jaise pinjre mein qaid koi chidiya. Agar pul na lachakta, agar uski sandal na phisalti, toh wo Bhiku ka kandha chhu leti—ye usne sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha.

Udhar Bhiku ki halat aisi thi jaise kisi bhookhe ke samne chhappan-bhog rakh diye gaye hon. Uske liye toh jaise kismat ki sabse badi lottery nikal aayi thi. Use ab na Pradhan ka darr tha, na Bhairavnath ka plan yaad tha. Uska pura wajood sirf Siyali ke badan se aati us halki perfume ki khushbu aur uski naram twacha ke ehsaas mein dooba hua tha. Usne Siyali ko thama toh "madad" ke bahane tha, par ab uski niyat use chhodne ki nahi thi. Bhiku hosh kho baitha tha, use lag raha tha ki wo is pal ka raja hai.

Lekin Bhiku apni hawas mein andha hokar ek bahut badi galti kar baitha. Siyali ko pakadne ki dhun mein usne pul ki purani rassi se apna hath hata liya tha. Siyali darr ke maare aage ki taraf jhuki hui thi, aur Bhiku uspar haavi hone ke liye thoda peeche ki taraf jhuk gaya tha. Uska pura santulan (balance) ab sirf us purane, sadi hui lakdi ke patre par tika tha jo kisi bhi waqt dhoka de sakta tha.

Par khel abhi baaki tha. Nahar ke dusri taraf, ghani jhaadiyon ki aad mein ek anjaan shaks khada tha. Uska chehra gusse se tamtama raha tha aur uski mutthi itni kas kar bheechi hui thi ki uske hath ki nasein saaf dikh rahi thin. Usne apne dusre hath mein ek gulel (slingshot) pakdi hui thi, jisme ek nokeela patthar fasa tha. Wo shaks kisi gusse mein bhare bhediye ki tarah Bhiku ko dekh raha tha, jaise wo Siyali ko chhu lene ki saza abhi ke abhi dene wala ho.
Bhiku ko khabar bhi nahi thi ki jis "lottery" ko wo apni zindagi ki sabse badi khushi samajh raha hai, wahi pal uske liye maut ka paigam banne wala hai. Us anjaan shaks ne gulel tani aur nishana bilkul sateek (perfect) lagaya.

[SIYALI__RAJPOOT]

I wanted to take a moment to reach out and personally thanking everyone for following my story. Every time I see a notification that you’ve commented, it honestly makes my day.

[Ravi0909]

Bhutast story hai

[behka]

I wanted to take a moment to reach out and personally thanking everyone for following my story. Every time I see a notification that you’ve commented, it honestly makes my day.

You are writing an amazing story. Would request to all the readers to give you lots of like and repu

[neelchaand]

I wanted to take a moment to reach out and personally thanking everyone for following my story. Every time I see a notification that you’ve commented, it honestly makes my day.

Amazing story plot. Carry on.

[sushilt20]

Shandaar update and nice story

[SIYALI__RAJPOOT]

Nahar ke us purane pul par maahol bilkul tana hua tha. Bhiku apne hosh kho chuka tha aur Siyali darr ke maare jami hui thi. Tabhi, hawa ko chirte hue ek nokeela patthar 'sann' se aaya aur seedha Bhiku ke takhne (ankle) par laga. Nishana itna sateek tha ki Bhiku ke muh se ek dardnak cheekh nikli. Usne rassi toh pehle hi chhod di thi, aur santulan bigadne ki wajah se wo lehraya aur 'chhapaak' ki awaaz saath paani ki nahar mein ja gira.

Siyali ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. "Bhiku ji!" wo chillayi. Bhale hi Bhiku ki niyat gandi thi, par Siyali ke andar ki insaniyat aur uska 'caring nature' use ghabrahat se bhar gaya. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha—kuch pal pehle jo mard use gandi nazar se dekh raha tha, wo ab paani mein hath-pair maar raha tha. Nahar zyada gehri toh nahi thi, par paani ka bahaw tez tha, jo Bhiku ko usi kinare ki taraf baha le gaya jahan se wo dono aaye the.

Siyali ne pul ke thode bache hue hisse ko kas kar pakda. Pul ab "marr-marr" ki awaaz kar raha tha. Bhiku aur Siyali ki kheecha-taani aur phir Bhiku ke girne ke jhatke ne us purane dhanchon ki himmat tod di thi. Siyali ne himmat jutayi aur tezi se do-teen kadam aage badhi. Jaise hi usne apna pair nahar ke doosre kinare (college wali taraf) ki mitti par rakha, ek bhayanak karkarahat hui aur woh purana pul beech se toot kar paani mein beh gaya.

Siyali ne peeche mud kar dekha. Ab uske aur Bhiku ke beech nahar ka tez bahaw aur toota hua pul tha. Woh akeli thi, dhoop mein bheegi hui, lekin us shaitaan se door.

Doosre kinare par, Bhiku kisi tarah ghas pakad kar bahar nikla. Uska pair chot ki wajah se neela pad gaya tha aur dard ke maare uski halat kharab thi. Usne gusse aur jalan bhari nazron se nahar ke us paar Siyali ko dekha, jo wahan se door khadi use darr aur chinta se nihar rahi thi.

Siyali ko ab samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo khush ho ya dukhi. Wo nahar ke us paar pahunch toh gayi thi, par rasta bhatka hua tha aur wo akeli thi. Tabhi uski nazar us jhaadi ki taraf gayi jahan se wo patthar aaya tha. Wahan sannata tha, par Siyali ko ehsaas ho gaya ki koi hai jo uspar nazar rakhe hue hai—koi aisa jo Bhiku ka dost toh bilkul nahi tha.



Bhairavnath apni purani cycle ko tezi se daudata hua apne sunsaan ghar pahuncha. Uske dimag mein wahi tasveer chal rahi thi—gulabi suit mein lipti Siyali aur uska wo naram badan. Usne ghar ke andar dakhil hote hi darwaza andar se mund liya. Uske ghar mein har taraf sharab ki khali botlein aur purane kapde bikhre pade the, jo uske gande aur behis (insignificant) jiwan ka saboot the.

Usne wo asli file nikali jo Pradhan Jagat Pratap Singh ne Siyali se sign karwane ke liye di thi. Woh file gaon ke bade development fund ki thi, jisme lakhon ka gaban (scam) hona tha. Bhairavnath ne us file ko dekha aur zor se hasne laga.

"Pradhan... tu samjha tha ki Bhairav tere liye sirf kutte ka kaam karega? Nahi... ab is haddi par pehla haq mera hoga," usne ek purani sharab ki bottle uthayi aur ek lamba ghoot bhara.

Bhairavnath ne file ko mez par patka aur aaram-kursi par pichad gaya. Uske hothon par ek makkari bhari muskan thi. "Pradhan toh murkh hai, kanoon se darayega toh ladki shehar bhag jayegi. Par agar main use ye mehsoos karwaun ki main ek akela, bimar aur dukhi insaan hoon, toh wo khud mere paas khichi aayegi," usne socha.

Bhairavnath ka plan bilkul saaf tha. Woh Pradhan ki is chori ka saboot apne paas rakh kar use blackmail karna chahta tha, lekin uski asli bhook toh Siyali thi. Usne apni jeb se ek chhota sa "itra" (perfume) ka faaha nikala, jo usne kal raat Siyali ke kamre ke bahar se churaya tha. Usne use soongha aur uski aankhein hawas se chamakne lagin.

Usne ek purana chaku uthaya aur mez par rakhe ek seb (apple) ko itni berahmi se kaata jaise wo kisi ka gala kaat raha ho. Uske dimaag mein chal raha tha ki jab Siyali thak-haar kar, darr kar uske paas aayegi, tab woh uski "masoomiyat" ka sauda karega.

Siyali ka wo komal swabhav hi uski sabse badi kamzori thi. Bhairav ne plan banaya ki woh uske samne sharab chhodne ka natak karega, apni tanhayi ka rona royega, taaki Siyali use sudharne ke chakkar mein uske aur kareeb aa jaye.

Lekin abhi uske badan mein ek ajab si bechaini thi. Siyali ka wo nikhra hua roop uske dimaag mein garmi paida kar raha tha. Usne apna purana mobile uthaya aur ek number milaya.

Do-teen bell ke baad udhar se ek bhari aur khanakti hui aurat ki awaaz aayi, "Haan... aaj bade dino baad yaad aayi meri? Ya phir se sharab ke nashe mein raasta bhatak gaye ho?"

Bhairavnath ne ek gehri saans li aur apni ankhon ko meench liya, "Aaj yaad nahi aayi re... aaj teri us gadrayi hui jism ki talash hai. Bahut mann kar raha hai tera."

Aurat ki hansi ki awaaz goonji, "Bada pyar ubal raha hai aaj?"

"Sun," Bhairav ne apni awaaz ko thoda bhari karte hue kaha, "Jaldi aa ja mere ghar. Aur sun, kuch mast 'pataka' banke aana... wahi laal rang ki sadi pehen ke jo tere badan se chipak jati hai. Main tab tak mehfil sajata hoon, aaj raat tujhe ji-bhar ke dekhna hai."

Phone rakh kar Bhairavnath ne ek gandi hansi hasi. Woh Siyali ko toh baad mein "shikar" karega, par abhi ke liye usne apni hawas ko shant karne ka bandobast kar liya tha. Woh utha aur kamre mein bikhri hui sharab ki botlein ek taraf karne laga, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Siyali ka wahi bholapan tha jise woh apne jhoote aansuon se dhone wala tha.

Bhairavnath ne phone rakha hi tha ki uske jism mein ek ajab si thartharahat hone lagi. Siyali ka khayal uske dimaag mein ek aag laga gaya tha, aur ab woh us aag ko bujhane ke liye betab tha. Usne ghar ke kone mein padi ek purani mez par do glass rakhe aur sasti desi sharab ki botal khol di. Kamre mein sharab ki teekhi gandh aur uske wehshi iraade milkar ek bhari mahaul bana rahe the.

Abhi aadha ghanta hi bita tha ki darwaze par dastak hui. Bhairavnath ne lapak kar darwaza khola. Saamne Champa khadi thi—gaon ki wo aurat jo apni be-parwah tabiyat aur gadraye hue jism ke liye badnaam thi. Bhairavnath ki farmaaish ke mutabik wo chamakti hui laal sadi pehan kar aayi thi, jo uske bhari badan par itni kas kar bandhi thi ki uske jism ka har ek mod saaf jhalak raha tha. Uske baalon mein chameli ka gajra tha aur aankhon mein kajal ki moti dhaar.

"Bada intezar karwaya tune," Bhairavnath ne ek bhookhi nazar uspar daali.

Champa ne ek tirchi muskan di aur andar dakhil hote hi apna pallu thoda sarka diya. "Intezar ka maza hi kuch aur hai, Bhairav."

Bhairavnath ne bina waqt ganwaye darwaza band kiya aur peeche se Champa ko apni baahon mein kas liya. Uske khurdure hath Champa ki naram kamar par aise jam gaye jaise koi jaanwar apne shikar ko dabocha ho. Champa ne ek siski li aur apna sar peeche ki taraf jhuka diya.

"Aaj toh tu poora pataka lag rahi hai," Bhairav ne uske kaan ke paas phusphusaya, uski saanson mein sharab ki garmi thi. Usne Champa ki gardan par apne hoth rakhe aur use berahmi se choomne laga.

Champa ne ghum kar Bhairav ke gale mein baahein daal din. Bhairavnath ne use utha kar sidha us purane bistar par patak diya jo abhi tak Siyali ke khayalon se garm tha. Woh kisi bhookhe bhediye ki tarah uspar toot pada. Champa ki laal sadi ka pallu ek jhatke mein sarak gaya, aur Bhairavnath ki hawasi nigahein uske gadraye hue badan par phisalne lagin.

Poori raat us sunsaan ghar mein sirf unki saanson ki garmi aur Champa ki choodiyon ki khan-khan goonjti rahi. Bhairavnath apni poori hawas uspar nikaal raha tha, har ek sparsh mein woh wehshipan tha jo woh Siyali ke saath karna chahta tha. Woh Champa ko kasta, use choomta aur uske badan se khelta raha, maano woh uske jism se Siyali ki khushbu ko nichodna chahta ho.

Champa bhi kam nahi thi, woh Bhairav ke har ek war ka jawab apni madhosh kar dene wali adayon se de rahi thi. Dono ne milkar us raat aisi 'rasleela' rachayi ki kamre ki deewarein bhi unki garmi se pighalne lagin. Bhairavnath ne apni hawas ki har hadd paar kar di, kabhi use apni baahon mein bharta toh kabhi uske badan ke har ek hisse ko apne hothon se nihar raha tha.

Jab bhor (subah) hone ko aayi, tab jaakar Bhairavnath thak-haar kar bistar par pichad gaya. Uska jism thanda pad raha tha, par dimaag mein abhi bhi ek hi naam tha—Siyali.

[behka]

nice going

[Divya Sharma]

Story ka plot acha hay bss easy jyada lamba bhi mtt khich na vrna aap story likh nay may interest nai rahega charectors say siyali ka encounter krvatay rehna har ek part may orr kuch updates may sex encounter bhi krvana taki story ka hype rahay.......
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Waiting for your next update and great writing...

[rajeev13]

Story ka plot acha hay bss easy jyada lamba bhi mtt khich na vrna aap story likh nay may interest nai rahega charectors say siyali ka encounter krvatay rehna har ek part may orr kuch updates may sex encounter bhi krvana taki story ka hype rahay.......
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Waiting for your next update and great writing...

I will prefer more slow seduction ! 
Asli maza usme hi hai !

[SIYALI__RAJPOOT]

Nahar ke doosre kinare par Siyali akeli khadi thi. Uska dil abhi bhi zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne dekha ki Bhiku doosre kinare par zakhmi pada hai, par ab wo us tak nahi pahunch sakta tha. Garmi ki wajah se Siyali ke kurte ka kapda uske jism se chipak gaya tha, aur uski gori rangat dhoop mein laal ho rahi thi.

Siyali ne ghabra kar charon taraf dekha. "Kaun hai? Kaun hai wahan?" usne kampkapti awaaz mein pucha. Uska dhyan us jhaadi ki taraf gaya jahan se wo patthar aaya tha.

Dhire-dhire jhaadiyon ke peeche se ek lamba, kadavar jawaan ladka bahar nikla. Usne ek purani banyan aur dhoti pehni thi, par uska sharir kassa hua aur mardana tha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi aur aankhon mein aisi jalan jaise wo Siyali ko nahi, balki uske andar ki masoomiyat ko dekh raha ho. Yeh Tony tha.

Tony ne Siyali ki taraf kadam badhaye. Siyali darr ke maare do kadam peeche hati, par peeche toh ab sirf nahar ka gehra kinara tha.

"Dariye mat Madam ji... agar main na hota toh wo kutta (Bhiku) ab tak aapke badan ki mithaas chakh chuka hota," Tony ne bahut hi thandi aur gehri awaaz mein kaha. Usne Siyali ko upar se niche tak nihara—uske bheege hue baal, uske kapton se jhakti uski jawani ka nikhaar, aur uske chehre ki masoomiyat.

Tony ki nazron mein ek aisi bhook thi jo Bhiku se alag thi. Bhiku sirf hawas chahta tha, par Tony ki nazron mein Siyali ko 'barbaad' karne ki ek gehri pyaas thi.

"A-aap kaun hain? Aur aapne use kyun mara?" Siyali ne apne bag ko seene se aur kas liya, jisse uske ubhaar aur bhi zyada nikal kar samne aa gaye.

Tony ne ek kutil muskan di aur apne hothon par zabaan pheri. "Main is gaon ka wo sach hoon jo kisi ko pasand nahi. Master Raghuvir ke paas jana hai na aapko? Chaliye... rasta main dikhaunga. Par yaad rakhiyega Madam ji, is gaon mein har khoobsurat cheez ki ek keemat hoti hai."

Siyali ko Tony ki baaton ka matlab samajh nahi aaya, par us sunsaan jagah par uske paas koi aur chara nahi tha. Tony aage badhne laga aur Siyali darrte-darrte uske peeche-peeche chalne lagi. Use ehsaas nahi tha ki wo ek bhediye se bach kar ek asli shikaari ke saath nikal padi hai, jo uski har ek ada par nazar rakhe hue tha.

Tony ka character bahut "complex" hai. Usne bachpan mein apni maa ke saath jo hote dekha, usne uske dimaag mein aurton ke liye nafrat aur ek ajeeb tarah ki hawas dono bhar di hain. Woh Siyali ko bacha toh raha hai, par isliye nahi ki woh nek hai, balki isliye kyunki woh Siyali ko apna "shikaar" maanta hai. Woh nahi chahta ki Bhiku jaise saste log us "pavitra" aur "naram" badan ko ganda karein jise woh khud apne tarike se tabah karna chahta hai.

Jaha baki mard darr ya dhong ke piche chupe hain, Tony ki "besharmi" aur uska "seedha-pan" Siyali ke liye sabse bada mansik (mental) jhatka hoga. Woh use sharminda bhi karega aur dheere-dheere uske andar dabi hui us aag ko bhi uksayega jiska ehsaas khud Siyali ko nahi hai.

Siyali tezi se kadam badha rahi thi, par Tony uske peeche nahi, balki uske bilkul barabar mein chal raha tha—itna kareeb ki chalte waqt Siyali ke naram hath baar-baar Tony ke sakht badan se takra rahe the. Siyali ne koshish ki ki wo thoda door ho jaye, par Tony ne achanak uska rasta roka aur uski aankhon mein aankhein daal kar khada ho gaya.

"Badi pyaari khushbu hai Madam ji... shehar ki mitti mein kya sab ladkiyan aisi hi mehakti hain?" Tony ne bina kisi lihaj ke, Siyali ke gale ke itne paas jhuk kar pucha ki Siyali ki saansein atak gayi.

"Ye... ye kaisi badtameezi hai? Door hatiye!" Siyali ne gusse aur sharm se laal hokar kaha. Usne aaj tak kisi mard ko itni himmat karte nahi dekha tha.

Tony ne ek thandi hansi hasi. "Badtameezi nahi, sachai hai. Itni sundar ho ki koi bhi mard dekhega toh uska dharam iman darmadol ho jayega. Dekhiye toh, pasine se aapka ye gulabi kurta kaise aapke jism ki kahani suna raha hai." Tony ki nazrein Siyali ke seene par jami thin, jahan pasine ki wajah se kapda bilkul chipak gaya tha.

Siyali ne turant apna dupatta sambhala, par Tony ki nigahein use nanga kar rahi thin. Bina kuch bole, Tony aage badh gaya aur Siyali kaanpte hue uske peeche-peeche college tak pahunchi.

college ki purani imarat ke samne pahunch kar Siyali ko thoda sukoon mila, par ye sukoon pal bhar ka tha. college ke bade lohe ke darwaze par tala latak raha tha. Charon taraf sannata tha, sirf purane pedon ke patton ki sarsarahat sunayi de rahi thi.

"Master ji? Master Raghuvir ji?" Siyali ne awaaz di, par koi jawab nahi aaya.

Tony ne darwaze se tek lagayi aur ek purani beedi jalayi. "Master ji nahi milenge Madam. Woh aaj subah hi tehsil gaye hain. Ab is poore veerane mein aap hain... aur main hoon."

Siyali ka dil baith gaya. Woh Bhiku se bach kar yahan aayi thi, par yahan toh halat aur bhi sangin (serious) ho gaye the. Master ji ke na hone ka matlab tha ki wo is psycho Tony ke saath akeli thi.

Tony ne beedi ka dhuaan chhoda aur Siyali ki taraf badha. "Dariye mat... main Bhiku jaisa nahi hoon jo chup kar dekhe. Mujhe jo pasand aata hai, main mang leta hoon. Aapki ye gori rangat aur ye bhari-bhari jawani... Master ji ki files se zyada interesting hai."

Siyali ne peeche hatne ki koshish ki, par uski peeth college ki deewar se ja lagi. Tony ne apne dono hath deewar par tika diye, Siyali ko apne beech mein qaid kar liya.