Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Mumbai se Mirzapur laute hue Pranali ko kareeb 4-5 din beet chuke the. In chaar dino mein usne apne aas-paas ek aisi deewar khadi kar li thi, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Pura ghar ek normal, sadharan middle-class routine mein chal raha tha, par is routine ke parde ke peeche Pranali ke andar ek khamosh toofan uth raha tha.

Soham bhi apna official tour jaldi khatam karke do din pehle hi wapas aa chuka tha. Ghar mein wahi purani chahal-pahal thi, par Pranali janti thi ki wo khud ab pehle jaisi nahi rahi thi.
Subah ke 6:30 baj rahe the. Kamre mein halke-halke dhoop ki kirnein aa rahi thi. Pranali ki aankh Aarav ki mithi hassi se khuli. Chhota Aarav uske pet par baith kar uske baalon se khel raha tha. "Mumma... uth jao! Poha khana hai!"
Pranali ne muskurate hue apne bete ko baahon mein bhar liya aur uske gaalon ko choom liya. Par jaise hi usne bistar se uthne ke liye karwat li, uske jism mein ek ajeeb sa bhari-pan mehsoos hua. Uski chhatiyan (breasts) hamesha se thodi zyada bhaari aur sensitive lag rahi thi. Usne cotton ki nightgown pehni hui thi, par nightgown ka kapda bhi jab uske nipples se ragad kha raha tha, toh use ek ajeeb si jhanjhanahat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Pura badan andar se ek alag hi garmi aur thakaan se bhara lag raha tha. 'Ye achanak se itna heavy kyun lag raha hai? Aur mere periods... wo bhi toh...' Pranali ke dimaag mein ek khatarnaak khayal (pregnancy scare) ne dastak di, par usne turant apna sarr jhatak diya. "Nahi... shayad safar ki thakaan hai. Aisa kuch nahi ho sakta," usne khud ko jhoothi tasalli di aur bed se uth gayi.







Kitchen mein stove par chai ubal rahi thi aur Pranali tiffin ke liye parathe sek rahi thi. Usne ek simple si sooti (cotton) saree pehni hui thi, pallu ko kamar mein khonsa hua tha. Uski saas, Saraswati ji, kitchen mein aayi aur chai ka cup uthate hue Pranali ko bade pyaar se dekhne lagi.

"Bahu, ek baat kahun?" Saraswati ji ne muskurate hue kaha.
Pranali ne paratha palat-te hue pucha, "Ji maa ji, boliye na."
"Mumbai ka paani bada suit kiya hai tujhe. Jab se aayi hai, tera chehra ekdum khila-khila lag raha hai. Ek alag hi chamak hai teri skin par, jaise nayi-nayi dulhan ho. Lagta hai maayke mein maa ne bada laad-pyaar se khilaya hai."
Pranali ke haath se chimta (tongs) chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Uski dhadkan achanak tezz ho gayi aur gaal sharam aur darr se surkh laal ho gaye. Us 'chamak' ka raaz uski maa ka pyaar nahi tha, balki Mumbai ke us band kamre mein Sharad ke garam honth aur uski mardangi thi. Sharad ke un nishano aur us wild chudai ki glow abhi tak uske jism par tazi thi.
"Wo... maa ji, wahan kaam kam tha na, toh aaram mil gaya bas," Pranali ne nazrein churate hue baat badal di aur jaldi se Soham ka tiffin pack karne lagi.
Soham aaj kal kuch zyada hi dhyaan rakhne laga tha. Tour se aane ke baad se wo over-attentive ho gaya tha. Kal shaam ko achanak aate hue wo gajra le aaya tha, aur aaj subah usne khud Aarav ko nehlaya tha taaki Pranali ko aaram mile. Pranali ko Soham ka ye badla hua, extra-caring bartaaw thoda ajeeb lag raha tha. Kya use kuch shak hua hai? Ya wo apne kisi guilt ko chupa raha hai? Par Pranali ne is khayal ko bhi daba diya aur use 'miss karne' ka nateeja maan liya.
Soham kitchen ke darwaze par aaya, usne apni shirt ke button band karte hue piche se Pranali ke kandhe par halka sa kiss kiya. "Tiffin ready hai meri jaan? Aur tumhara dhyan kahan hai aaj kal?"
"Bas ban gaya. Aap late ho rahe hain," Pranali ne bina uski aankhon mein dekhe tiffin uske haath mein thama diya.
Jab Soham office chala gaya aur saas-sasur mandir nikal gaye, Pranali nahaane ke liye bathroom mein gayi. Gunguna paani uske jism par gir raha tha. Usne sabun haath mein liya aur jaise hi apni gardan aur gale par ragadne lagi, uski ungliyan uske sone (gold) ke mangalsutra se takrayi.
Pavitra rishte ka wo dhaaga.
Achanak, paani ki dhaar ke beech uska dimaag Mumbai ke us hotel room mein chala gaya. Use yaad aaya jab wo poori tarah nangi hokar Sharad ke upar baithi thi. Wo kisi deewani ki tarah us par ride kar rahi thi, uske dono bhaari boobs hawa mein uchal rahe the, aur uske gale mein pada yehi mangalsutra jhatko ke saath hawa mein jhul raha tha aur Sharad ke chaati se takra raha tha. Sharad ne us mangalsutra ko apne hothon se choom kar kaha tha, "Is dhaage ko pehen kar jab tu mujhse chudti hai na Pranali... toh tu aur bhi zyada meri lagti hai."
"Nahi!" Pranali ne aankhein kholi aur thandi saans li. Paani ke saath-saath uske aankhon se guilt ke aansu bhi beh nikle. Wo apne hi pavitra dhaage ko sabun se zor-zor se dhone lagi, jaise us par lage apne gunahon ke daag dho dena chahti ho. Ek aam, gharelu zindagi ka safe routine use dilaasa zaroor de raha tha, par akele mein uski rooh us azaadi aur hawas ke liye machal rahi thi jo usne Mumbai mein aur Munna ki gadi mein mehsoos ki thi.




Tayyar hokar, Pranali ne ek simple, par uske curves ko chipki hui peach color ki saree pehni aur bank ke liye nikal gayi.

Roz ki tarah wo auto-stand par aayi aur ek bhare hue tempo (shared auto) mein baith gayi. Tempo mein kaafi bheed thi. Ek taraf ek aurat baithi thi aur doosri taraf ek aadmi. Tempo ke har jhatke aur gaddhe par, us aadmi ka kandha aur kohni Pranali ki baahon aur kamar se takra rahi thi.
Kuch maheene pehle tak, is tarah ka physical touch Pranali ko gussa dila deta tha. Wo gusse se us aadmi ko door hatne ko kehti. Par aaj... aaj jab us aadmi ki kohni uske saree ke pallu ke paas uski chhati ke hisse se halke se raggdi, toh Pranali ke jism ke andar wahi soyi hui bijli daud gayi. Uska dimaag Munna ke un rough aur be-reham haathon ko yaad karne laga jo station se aate waqt uski pussy ko poori tarah masal rahe the.
Pranali ne gusse se us aadmi ko nahi dekha. Balki usne sharam se apni palke jhuka li aur apne pairo ko aur kareeb kar liya taaki uski panty mein aane wali wo halki si gili-pan (wetness) kisi ko mehsoos na ho. Wo is bheed aur shor mein ghut rahi thi, par saath hi apne andar ke jagte hue ek naye aur hawas bhare shaitaan ko mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Ye Mirzapur ka routine dikhne mein bohot shant tha, par Pranali janti thi ki uski deewaron ke bahar Munna Tripathi ghoom raha hai, Mumbai se Sharad ke messages abhi bhi aa rahe hain, aur Tripathi Kothi mein Kaleen Bhaiya ki nazrein uspe gadi hui hain.
Ye shanti kisi bohot bade toofan ke aane se pehle ki shanti thi, aur Pranali ke wajood ki taar ab kisi bhi waqt tootne wali thi.



Raat ke aath baj rahe the. Ghar ke chote se dining table par poori family ek saath baithi thi. TV par koi news channel chal raha tha, aur Soham apne naye tour ke baare mein bade josh se bata raha tha.

"Aur pata hai papa, is nayi profile mein mujhe agle mahine phir se do din ke liye bahar jaana pad sakta hai. Par salary increment kaafi acha milega," Soham ne dal ka chammach muh mein lete hue kaha.
Pranali chupchap sabki plate mein rotiyan paros rahi thi. Ek aam, gharelu, aur surakshit mahol. Par Soham ki baaton ne uske andar ek darr paida kar diya. Soham phir se bahar jayega? Matlab Munna phir se akela paayega mujhe? Tabhi Aarav, jo apni dadi ke paas baith kar khel raha tha, achanak zidd karne laga. "Mummy ke paas baithna hai!" Wo uchal kar Pranali ki taraf aaya, par is jaldbaazi mein usne table par rakha doodh ka bhara hua glass gira diya.
Chhapaak!
Doodh seedha Pranali ki saree ke pallu aur uske pet ke hisse par gir gaya. "Arre beta! Ye kya kiya," Saraswati ji ghabra kar boli.
"Koi baat nahi maa ji, bacha hai," Pranali ne jaldi se tissue se doodh saaf karte hue kaha. Soham ne bhi Aarav ko daanta, par Pranali ne baat sambhal li. "Main bas kapde change karke aati hoon, chipchipa ho gaya hai poora."
Pranali jaldi se apne bedroom mein aayi aur darwaza andar se band kar liya. Usne doodh se bheegi hui saree aur blouse utar kar side mein rakha. Ab wo sirf apne petticoat aur bra mein aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Usne toliye se apne jism ko saaf kiya, par achanak uski nazar aaine mein apne left collarbone aur breast ke theek upar wale hisse par pad gayi.
Uski saansein atak gayi.
Wahan ek halka padta hua, purplish-brown nishaan tha. Ek 'love bite' (hickey) jo ab fade ho raha tha.
Pranali ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Hey bhagwan... Uska dimaag turant Mumbai ke us flat mein chala gaya. Sharad ne uski nangi peeth par apne haath kaste hue use apni taraf khincha tha aur bilkul is jagah par apne honthon se buri tarah kaata aur choosa tha. Sharad ka wo possessive pyaar... uski nishani abhi tak Pranali ke jism par thi.


Panic ne use gher liya. Agar Soham ne dekha hota toh? Agar maa ji ki nazar pad jati toh? Uske haath kaanpne lage. Usne jaldi se dressing table ki drawer kholi aur thoda sa concealer aur foundation nikal kar us nishaan par ragadne lagi. Use chupati hui wo aaine mein apni hi shakal dekh rahi thi—ek jhoothi, dhokebaaz aurat ki shakal. Usne ek band-gale ka (high-neck) blouse pehna aur jaldi se doosri saree lapet kar wapas bahar aa gayi, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Raat ke 1:30 baj chuke the.
Kamre mein ghup andhera tha aur sirf AC ki halki si aawaz aa rahi thi. Soham Pranali ki taraf peeth karke gehri neend mein so raha tha, uske halke kharraate kamre mein goonj rahe the. Aarav bhi apne palne (crib) mein shanti se so raha tha.
Par Pranali ki aankhein khuli thi. Wo chhat ko ghoor rahi thi. Uski body abhi bhi exhausted thi, par uske andar ki garmi aur wo physical craving use sone nahi de rahi thi. Pura din ek aadarsh bahu aur biwi banne ka naatak karne ke baad, raat ke is andhere mein uska asli, daba hua roop bahar aane ke liye tadap raha tha.
Be-ikhtiyar (unconsciously), Pranali ka ek haath blanket ke andar gaya. Uski ungliyan halke se uske pet se hoti hui uski panty ke elastic tak pahunchi, aur dheere se andar sarak gayi. Uska jism turant jhanjhanaya. Wo wahan pehle se hi thodi gili thi.
Pranali ne apni aankhein band ki aur apni sabse sensitive jagah (clit) ko bohot hi halke aur sensual tareeke se sehlana shuru kiya.
Uski band aankhon ke peeche do alag-alag chehre aur do alag-alag duniya ghoom rahi thi.
Pehle Sharad... uske hothon ka wo naram par gehra sparsh, uske shabd jo use ek rani hone ka ehsaas dilate the. 'Tum bohot khoobsurat ho Pranali...'. Pranali ne apni ungliyon ki raftar thodi tez ki, uski saansein bhari hone lagi thi. Use yaad aaya kaise wo Sharad ke upar nangi baith kar kamar chala rahi thi, pyaar aur hawas ka wo khoobsurat mela.
Par tabhi, dimag mein doosra chehra ubhra. Munna Tripathi.
Uska wo darawna, rough aur besharam andaaz. Wo car ke andar ka scene, jab Aarav peeche baitha tha aur Munna ki moti ungliyan use be-reham tareeke se khured rahi thi. 'Meri malika hai tu...' Munna ki wo gaaliyan aur uska absolute dominance. Ye khayal aate hi Pranali ke jism mein ek current sa dauda. Uska haath aur zyada tezzi se chalne laga. Wo ek ungli apne andar daal kar khud ko tease karne lagi. Uski pussy gili hokar chipchipi aawaz karne lagi thi.
"Ahhn..." Ek bohot hi dheemi, tharati hui siski uske hothon se nikalne hi wali thi. Wo bas apne climax ke kinaare par thi, uska jism akad raha tha.



Tabhi Soham ne karwat li. Uski baah Pranali ke pet par aakar giri. "Mmm... Pranali..." Soham ne neend mein badbadaya.

Ek dum se, jaise kisi ne Pranali ke upar thanda paani daal diya ho. Reality uske chehre par kisi thappad ki tarah padi. Usne jhatke se apna haath apni panty se bahar nikal liya aur thandi pad gayi.
Usne kya kiya tha? Wo apne sote hue pati ke bagal mein let kar, kisi aur mardon ki hawas ke baare mein soch kar khud ko satisfy kar rahi thi?
Pranali ne apna chehra takiye (pillow) mein chupa liya. Guilt, sharam, aur apne aap se aati hui ghin ne use tod diya. Uski aankhon se garm aansu behne lage jo takiye mein jazb hote gaye. Wo chupchap, bina koi aawaz kiye, rote-rote kab neend ki aagosh mein chali gayi, use pata hi nahi chala.
Agli Subah - Bank
Pranali bank mein apne desk par baithi thi. Raat ki neend poori na hone ki wajah se uski aankhon mein halki thakaan thi. Tabhi bank ka peon uske desk par aaya.
"Pranali madam, aapke naam ka ek courier aaya hai. Kisi ne bahar se bhijwaya hai." Peon ne ek bohot hi premium, chamakdar black colour ka box uske table par rakh diya.
Pranali ne hairani se box ko dekha. Us par koi sender ka naam nahi tha. Usne chupchap box uthaya aur ladies locker room/washroom mein chali gayi taaki akele mein dekh sake.
Locker room ka darwaza andar se lock karke usne kaampte haathon se box ka ribbon khola. Box ka dhakkan hatate hi uski saansein atak gayi.
Usme ek behad mehangi, almost transparent (sheer) deep red colour ki designer saree rakhi thi. Us saree ka kapda itna patla aur mulayam tha ki agar wo use pehanti, toh uske jism ka har ek curve aur har ek nishaan bahar jhalakta. Aur saree ke theek upar ek chota sa white card rakha tha.
Pranali ne darrte hue wo card uthaya. Us par hand-written black ink mein likha tha:
"Mirzapur ki rani ke liye. Aaj raat ghar par isse pehno... aur bina blouse ke apni ek selfie bhejo. Sirf mere liye. - M"
Pranali ke hath se card chhoot kar zameen par gir gaya. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki use apne kaano mein uski aawaz sunayi de rahi thi. M... Munna. Us pagal, hawas ke shikaari ne seedha uske bank mein apna darr aur apna tohfa bhej diya tha. Pranali ne us red saree ko dekha. Wo saree kisi aag ki tarah chamak rahi thi. Usne jaldi se saree wapas box mein thusi aur box ko apne handbag mein chhupa liya.
Wo locker room ke aaine ke saamne khadi thi, uski chhati tezzi se upar-niche ho rahi thi. Ek taraf uska gharelu, sanskaari routine tha, aur doosri taraf Munna ka wo khaufnaak 'hukum'.
Kya wo raat ko Soham ke sote hi bina blouse ke ye transparent saree pehen kar selfie legi? Ya is baar wo kisi tarah is aag se bachegi? Pranali handbag ko apni chhati se lagaye aaine mein khud ko ghoorti rahi... uske andar ka darr uske jism ki nason mein ek ajeeb sa nasha bankar daud raha tha.

[Wasifahim]

Hott fantastic update

[Joker44]

Subah ke 5:30 baj rahe the. Mirzapur abhi poori tarah jaga nahi tha, aur kamre mein sirf AC ki halki si thandak aur Soham ke dheeme kharrate goonj rahe the. Pranali ki aankhein raat bhar khuli thi. Wo neend ke aur jaagne ke beech kahin ghum rahi thi. Raat ka wo adhura ehsaas—jab uski apni hi ungliyan uske jism ki aag ko bujhane mein naakaam rahi thi aur Soham ke sparsh ne uski sari hawasi khayalon ko barf kar diya tha—uska jism abhi bhi ek adhoori, bechain pyaas se jhinjhin kar raha tha.

Aarav uske theek bagal mein, pet ke bal let kar shanti se so raha tha. Uska ek nanha haath Pranali ki kamar par tha. Pranali ne bohot dheere se uske haath ko hataya aur bistar se uth gayi. Uski dhadkanein abhi tak shant nahi hui thi, balki aur tezz ho gayi thi jab uski nazar wardrobe ke paas rakhe uske handbag par padi. Us handbag ke andar wo kala box tha. Munna ki wo patli, aag jaisi lal (red) saree... aur wo farmaan. "Bina blouse ke..." Wo dabe paon kamre se bahar aayi aur andhere mein hi kitchen ki taraf badh gayi.
Kitchen mein sirf stove ki halki neeli aag jal rahi thi. Pranali mechanically, jaise kisi ne uske haathon ko control kar rakha ho, chai ka paani ubaalne lagi. Uska dhyan adrak (ginger) kootne ya chai-patti daalne par nahi tha. Uski nigahein baar-baar bahar ki taraf uth rahi thi jahan hall mein uska handbag rakha tha. Wo chai mein chammach ghuma rahi thi par uske dimaag mein sirf ek hi aawaz ghoom rahi thi.
'Wo saree sirf ek kapda nahi hai... wo Munna Tripathi ka patta (leash) hai. Agar main aaj raat use pehen lu, aur selfie bhej doon... toh main sach mein, humesha ke liye uski malika ban jaungi. Aur agar na pehnu toh... wo kya karega?'
Pranali ke haath se chammach phisal kar bartan ke kinare se takraya. Us awaz se usne khud ko hosh mein laya. Ek thandi jhurjhuri uske jism se hoke guzri. Use darr tha... bohot zyada darr. Munna ka gussa kisi aag ke gole jaisa tha jo uske ghar aur uski family ko jala kar raakh kar sakta tha. Par us darr ke peeche chhipe ek bhayanak sach ko Pranali jhuthla nahi pa rahi thi. Us dark, dangerous dominance mein ek nasha tha... ek extreme excitement jo use is gharelu zindagi se alag, ek hawasi aur powerful duniya mein kheeche ja raha tha.
Wo stove ke sahare khadi hui. Kal raat Soham ne kitne pyaar se uske maathe ko chooma tha jab usne khana parosa tha. Aur Aarav... uska baccha... jo sote hue bhi uski khushbu dhundhta tha. "Main kya ban gayi hoon bhagwan..." Pranali ne aankhein band kar li aur uske andar ka guilt use khokhla karne laga.
"Arre bahu! Aaj itni jaldi uth gayi? Kya baat hai, Mumbai se aakar toh tu aur bhi active ho gayi hai," peeche se uski saas (Saraswati ji) ki aawaz aayi.
Pranali jhatke se palat gayi, usne apne chehre par aayi ghabrahat ko ek jhoothi aur meethi muskaan se chupa liya. "Kuch nahi maa ji, bas aise hi neend khul gayi thi. Chai ban rahi hai, aap baithiye main laati hoon."
Saraswati ji khush hokar bahar chali gayi. Kuch hi der mein Soham bhi ankhaiyan (yawn) leta hua kitchen ke paas aa gaya. Usne Pranali ki kamar mein halke se haath daala aur chai ka cup liya. "Aah... best chai banati ho tum meri jaan. Mumbai mein is chai ke bina din adhoora lagta tha."
Pranali ne halke se muskurate hue apne pallu ko theek kiya, par tabhi uski nazar Soham ke phone par padi jo dining table par rakha tha. Bzzzz... Bzzzz... Phone screen par do baar notification chamki.
Pranali ne chai parosne ke bahaane table ki taraf dekha. Par Soham ne bohot hi chaalaaki aur furti (speed) se phone uthaya, screen par nazar daali, aur use turant silent karke apni pant ki pocket mein daal liya. Usne Pranali ki taraf dekha bhi nahi aur chai peene laga.
Pranali wahin thithak (stopped) gayi.
Usne dhyan diya ki Soham aaj kal apne phone ko lekar kuch zyada hi secretive rahne laga tha. Wo apne doston se paise udhar leta tha? Koi naya gambling app? Ya kuch aur? Soham ne achanak apna chehra kyun chhupaya? Uske dimaag mein ek choti si shak (suspicion) ki beej boi gayi. Par usne khud se pucha—main khud kya kam dhoke de rahi hoon use, jo main us par shak karun? Par ye choti si baat use aage jaakar yaad aane wali thi.
"Maa... maa!" Aarav ke rone ki aawaz bedroom se aayi. Wo hamesha ki tarah chidchida hokar utha tha.
Pranali sab kuch chhod kar apne bete ke paas daudi. Usne Aarav ko god mein uthaya aur pukaara, "Mera shona... kya hua? Maa yahan hai." Wo use bahaar balcony mein le gayi aur fir nahlane ke liye bathroom.
Bache ko nahlate waqt aur use kapde pehnate waqt, Pranali ko ek aam aurat aur maa hone ki khushi toh mil rahi thi, par uski physical body jaise uske aam hone ke khilaf bagawat (rebellion) kar rahi thi.
Jab Aarav ki kohni galti se Pranali ki chhati se takrayi, toh Pranali ko ek tej jalan-numa dard aur sensitive sensation mehsoos hui. Usne dhayan diya ki pichle do dino se uske breasts lagatar bhaari aur sakht lag rahe the. Uske cotton ke blouse ka kapda tak uske nipples par lag kar unhe uttejit kar raha tha.
Aarav ko tayyar karne ke baad Pranali dressing table ke saamne khadi hui aur dhyan se calendar ko dekhne lagi. Usne ungliyon par din ginna shuru kiya... ek, do, teen... uski aankhein fail gayi.
Mere periods... aane chahiye the ab tak. Teen din upar ho gaye... Uska pet andar ko khinch gaya aur dhadkan ruk si gayi. Usne darr ke maare apne pet par haath rakha. Sharad ke sath Mumbai mein... Munna ke sath yahan... kisi ne bhi protection use nahi ki thi. Aur main itne stress mein thi ki maine goli... Pranali ka gala sukh gaya. Usne thook nigla aur aaine mein apna paseene se bheega chehra dekha.
"Nahi... nahi Pranali. Pagal mat ban. Ye sab iss darr aur stress ki wajah se hai. Thode din mein aa jayenge," usne khud ko dilasa diya. Usne is darawne khayal (pregnancy) ko filhal dimaag ke sabse andhere kone mein dhakel diya.
Kyunki abhi uske saamne ek aur bada toofan tha. Dophar ko usne Soham ko office aur saas-sasur ko kisi rishtedar ke ghar bhej diya tha.
Ab wo ghar mein bilkul akeli thi.
Usne apne handbag se wo kaala box nikala aur bed par rakh diya. Dopahar ke 2 baj rahe the. Kamre ki khidkiyaan band thi aur andhera tha. Usne dheere se apne cotton ki saree aur blouse ke hook khole aur unhe bed par phenk diya. Usne apni bra ko bhi hata diya.
Ab wo sirf petticoat mein aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Uski bhaari, tight aur khadi (erect) hui chhatiyan aaine mein kisi aag ki tarah lag rahi thi. Usne kaampte haathon se us black box se wo transparent lal saree nikali. Wo kapda itna sheeshe jaisa tha ki use pehnte hi Pranali ka nanga upper body aur uske dark nipples saaf-saaf ubhar aaye.
Saree ka pallu uski bina blouse wali, fully exposed chhati par sarak raha tha. Wo kisi tawaif (whore) se kam nahi lag rahi thi, jo apne hi bed room mein apne pati ke dushman ke liye nangi hokar saj rahi thi.
Usne phone ka front camera open kiya, uske hoth kaanp rahe the, aur uski saansein bhari thi. Click.
Selfie kheechi gayi. Selfie, jisme Mirzapur ki shareef bahu apne gore jism, transparent red saree aur pure hawas ke sath Munna Tripathi ki property ban chuki thi.




Phone screen par "Photo Captured" ka chhota sa thumbnail ban kar aa gaya tha. Selfie click ho chuki thi, par Pranali ki nazrein phone se hatt kar saamne rakhe bade se aaine (mirror) par jaa jami.

Kamre mein halka andhera tha, par aaine mein jo aurat khadi thi, use dekh kar Pranali ka apna hi saans atak gaya.
Kya ye wahi Pranali Sharma thi jo kuch mahine pehle is shahar mein aayi thi? Wahi Soham ki seedhi-saadhi, sanskaari patni? Aaine mein dikh raha aks bilkul alag tha. Ek dum patli, sheeshe jaisi transparent laal (red) saree uske nange jism par lipti hui thi. Andar na koi blouse tha, na hi koi bra. Uske bhare hue, doodh se safed gore uroj (breasts) aur unke dark, sakht (erect) nipples us laal kapde ke aar-paar bilkul saaf jhalak rahe the. Uske gale mein Soham ke naam ka pavitra mangalsutra chamak raha tha, maang mein halka sa sindoor tha, par uski body language kisi aam aurat ki nahi, balki kisi hawasi aurat ki tarah besharam aur khuli hui thi.
Pranali ne apne kaampte hue haath ko aage badha kar aaine mein apne nange pet aur chhati ke aks ko chhua. Uski aankhon mein aansu tairne lage.
Main kya ban gayi hoon? Usne apni dignity, apni izzat kab aur kaise poori tarah kho di? Uska dimaag pichle kuch mahinon ke safar mein chala gaya. Shuruat toh Aarav ko bachane ki majboori aur darr se hui thi. Munna Tripathi ek bhayanak shaitaan bankar uski zindagi mein aaya tha. Usne Munna ke aage apne ghutne teke the, uski gaaliyan aur uski darindagi ko apne jism par saha tha. Terrace par Aarav ka doodh use pilana, hospital mein ghutno par baith kar uska bada sa lund apne muh mein lena, aur car mein Banwari ke saamne uski moti ungliyon se apni pussy (yoni) ko chudwana... Munna ne use poori tarah tod diya tha. Usne Pranali ke jism se 'patni' aur 'maa' ka libaas noch kar phenk diya tha aur use apni ek randi bana liya tha. Aur aaj? Aaj us ek gunde ke ek message par, ek 'hukum' par, usne apne hi pati ke bed ke bagal mein, din ke ujaale mein apne kapde utaar diye the. Wo Munna Tripathi ki us mardangi aur darr ke naye nashe ki aadi ho chuki thi.
Par guilt sirf Munna tak seemit nahi tha.
Pranali ne aaine mein apni aankhon ko ghoora. Aur Sharad? Sharad ke saath maine kya kiya? Mumbai mein toh koi Munna nahi tha, koi darr nahi tha, koi majboori ya blackmailing nahi thi. Fir wahan usne apni marzi se apne pati ke dost ke aage apni taangein kyun khol di thi? Wahan toh usne khud aage badh kar Sharad ke hothon ko chooma tha. Us band flat mein, jab wo poori tarah nangi hokar Sharad ke upar baithi thi aur kisi bhookhi sherni ki tarah kamar chala rahi thi... tab uska sanskaar kahan gaya tha? Sharad ke pyaar aur uski gentle par wild chudai ne Pranali ko ye ehsaas dila diya tha ki uske andar hawas aur bhookh ka ek bottomless kuaan (well) hai.
Kuch hi mahino mein Mirzapur ki hawa ne use kya se kya bana diya tha. Soham ki seedhi-saadhi biwi ab do-do taakatwar mardon ki rakhail (mistress) ban chuki thi. Ek use darata tha aur apni taakat se uspar raaj karta tha, aur doosra use azaadi deta tha aur uske andar ki aag ko bhadkata tha. Aur in sab ke beech, bechara Soham roz subah office jata tha, apni biwi ke jism ko pavitra maan kar uske mathe ko choomta tha.
"Chhi..." Pranali ke muh se ek siskari nikli aur ek garm aansu uski aankh se toot kar uske gaal par gira. Wo aansu sarakta hua uski nangi chhati par aaya aur theek us laal transparent saree ke kapde par gir kar wahan ek chhota sa geela nishaan chhod gaya.
Par sabse bhayanak sach toh ye tha ki rone aur is bhayankar guilt ke baawajood, apne is nange, besharam roop ko aaine mein dekh kar Pranali ke jism mein ek ajeeb si aag jalne lagi thi. Apna hi nanga aurat-pan, Munna ke liye is tarah taiyaar hona, uske dimaag ke ek dark hisse ko uttejit kar raha tha. Uski dono jaanghon ke beech, saree ke niche uski pussy fir se gili aur chipchipi hone lagi thi. Uski nasein dhadak rahi thi. Wo gir chuki thi, aur use is girne mein maza aane laga tha.
Usne ek gehri saans li, aansu poche, aur apna phone wapas uthaya. Screen par abhi bhi wo bina blouse wali, fully exposed selfie thi jisme uske nipples laal saree ke piche se aag laga rahe the.
Pranali ne apni aankhein kas ke band ki, aur apne kaampte hue angoothe se WhatsApp par 'Send' ka button daba diya.
Tick.
Double Tick.
Blue Tick.
Munna online tha. Usne photo dekh li thi.
Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot kar bed par gir gaya. Uski dhadkanein itni tezz thi ki lag raha tha seena faad kar bahar aa jayengi. Ab piche hatne ka koi raasta nahi tha. Usne officially apne jism ka, apni rooh ka control Mirzapur ke us shaitaan ke haathon mein thama diya tha.
Aur abhi to raat baaki thi.




Raat ke kareeb dedh (1:30 AM) baj rahe the. Pura Mirzapur gehri neend mein dooba hua tha, aur Tripathi kothi se meelon door, is chhote se middle-class ghar ke bedroom mein ek bhayanak khamoshi chhayi hui thi.

Pranali bistar par seedhi leti hui thi. Usne wo transparent laal saree utaar kar kab ki wapas apni cotton ki regular nighty pehen li thi, par uske jism ki aag abhi bhi bhadak rahi thi. Uski dono chhatiyan (breasts) abhi bhi bhari aur sakht (hard) thi. Nighty ka kapda jab bhi uske akde hue nipples se ragad khata, toh ek ajeeb sa current uske pure badan mein daud jata. Uski jaanghon ke beech, uski panty lagataar gili aur chipchipi ho rahi thi. Wo pichle do ghante se phone ko apne seene se lagaye, chhat ko ghoor rahi thi. Selfie bheje hue ghanto beet chuke the, par Munna Tripathi ka koi reply nahi aaya tha. Ye jaan-boojh kar diya gaya 'silent treatment' Pranali ke dimaag aur jism dono ko buri tarah tadpa raha tha.
Achanak, uske theek bagal mein lete Soham ne karwat li. Soham aaj kal apni neend mein bohot bechain rehta tha. Uske mathe par halka paseena tha (shayad uske naye travel job ka stress ya kisi aisi aadat/gambling ka darr jo wo Pranali se chupa raha tha). Soham ki aankh achanak khul gayi. Usne dhyan diya ki Pranali jag rahi hai aur uski saansein thodi tezz chal rahi hain.
"Pranali? Neend nahi aa rahi? Kya baat hai?" Soham ne neend bhari, bhari aawaz mein pucha.
Pranali buri tarah ghabra gayi. Usne turant phone ko apne piche takiye (pillow) ke niche sarka diya. "Wo... nahi, bas halka sa sir dard (headache) ho raha hai. Garmi lag rahi thi thodi," usne kaanpti hui aawaz mein jhooth bola.
"Laao main daba deta hoon," Soham ne masoomiyat aur pyaar se kaha. Usne apna haath badha kar Pranali ko apni taraf khincha. Uska ek haath Pranali ki kamar par gaya aur usne Pranali ko apne seene se laga liya.
Jaise hi Soham ka hath uski kamar par pada, Pranali ka jism jhatke se akadd (flinch) gaya. Uske hawasi, garm, aur hyper-sensitive jism ko Soham ka wo safe aur normal touch bilkul ajeeb lag raha tha. Soham ne aage badhkar Pranali ke hothon par ek halka, pyar bhara kiss kiya. Pranali ne mechanically, bina kisi feeling ke uske hothon ko waise hi choom liya. Uske dimaag ke ek dark hisse mein chal raha tha: 'Agar is waqt Munna yahan hota... toh wo mere hoth noch leta, mere baal pakad kar mujhe bed par patak deta...' Apne hi pati ke bagal mein let kar, uske kiss ke beech kisi aur darinde ki brutal mardangi ke baare mein soch kar Pranali ki yoni (pussy) ne ek lubaavda (pulsating) jhatka mara aur wo aur zyada gili ho gayi.
"Aaram karo jaan... main hoon na," Soham ne phusphusaya aur apni aankhein band karke dobara neend ki wadiyon mein chala gaya. Use apni shareef patni par zarra barabar bhi shak nahi tha.
Soham ke sote hi... Bzzzz. Bzzzz.
Takiye ke niche daba Pranali ka phone do baar vibrate hua. Uski saans wahin atak gayi. Usne dabe paon, Soham ko disturb kiye bina phone nikala. Brightness bilkul low karke screen on ki. Munna ka message tha, aur uske theek neeche ek chhota sa voice note (audio message).
Pranali ne apne dil ko thama, phone ka speaker bilkul apne kaan se lagaya aur low volume par play kiya.
Munna ki wo bhari, darawni, aur hawas se paagal ho chuki aawaz uske kaano mein goonji:
"Photo dekha tera. Laal aag lag rahi hai sali... Socha tha thoda tadpaunga tujhe, par tera ye nanga roop dekh kar mera lund phatne ko ho raha hai. Abhi, isi waqt chup-chaap ghar se bahar nikal. Road ke nukkad par meri kaali SUV khadi hai, Banwari driver seat par hai. Theek 5 minute mein mujhe gadi ke piche wali seat par mil... warna teri ye bina blouse wali nangi selfie tere is chutiye pati Soham, teri saas, aur pure khandan ke WhatsApp par forward kar dunga. Time shuru hota hai ab."
Voice note khatam hote hi Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Uska poora jism barf ki tarah thanda pad gaya, par uske pairo ke beech ek bhayanak aag lag gayi thi.
5 minute! Munna ghar ke andar nahi aa raha tha. Wo ek asli don, ek asli maalik ki tarah bahar sadak par gadi mein baitha apni rakhail (mistress) ko apne bistar (gadi) tak bula raha tha. Aur sabse bada darr... Soham abhi poori tarah soya bhi nahi tha!
Pranali panic mein bistar se uthi. Uske pair zameen par padte hi kaanp rahe felt kaanp rahe the.
"Kahan ja rahi ho?" Soham ne neend mein, bina aankhein khole badbadate hue pucha.
Pranali ka dil gale mein aa gaya. "Wo... gala sookh raha hai, headache ki goli leni hai. Kitchen se thoda paani pi kar aati hoon. Aap so jaiye," usne kisi tarah apne lafzon ko sambhala.
"Hmm... jaldi aana," Soham ne dusri taraf karwat li aur blanket apne upar kheench liya.
Pranali ne jaldi se wardrobe khola aur apni nighty ke upar ek dark brown color ki badi si shawl lapet li, taaki andhere mein uska jism aur nighty chup sake. Usne chappal tak nahi pehni, nange paon (barefoot) hi dabe kadmo se apne bedroom se bahar aayi.
Ghar mein ghup andhera tha. Ek taraf uske saas-sasur so rahe the, dusri taraf uska pati aur bacha. Aur wo, Mirzapur ki ek shareef, izzatdaar bahu, aadhi raat ko apne aashiq ke paas chudne ke liye apne hi ghar ka main darwaza khol rahi thi.
Click. Kundi aawaz kiye bina khuli.
Pranali ghar se bahar, Mirzapur ki thandi aur sunsaan sadak par aayi. Gali mein ghup andhera tha, bas door ek peeli street-light timtima rahi thi. Kutton ke bhonkne ki door se aawaz aa rahi thi jo mahol ko aur bhi darawna bana rahi thi. Har nange kadam ke saath thandi zameen uske pairo se takra rahi thi, par uski nighty ke niche uski gili panty uski jaanghon se ragad kha rahi thi, jo uske andar ki garmi ko aur bada rahi thi.



Use andhere mein saamne nukkad par wo kaali SUV dikh gayi. Gadi ki parking lights halki-halki jal rahi thi. Banwari driver seat par nahi tha. Wo gadi ke bahar, darwaze se teka lagaye khada tha aur andhere mein cigarette pee raha tha. Uski tez aur hawasi aankhein Pranali ko hi ghoor rahi thi. Jab Pranali ghabrate hue kareeb pahunchi, toh Banwari ke chehre par ek bohot hi gandi, besharam smirk (muskurahat) aayi. Usne cigarette ka dhuaan hawa mein chhoda aur piche ka darwaza kholte hue dheere se bola, "Bhabhi, andar... Bhaiya kab se aag laga ke baithe hain."

Pranali ne sharam se aankhein jhukayi, par tabhi gadi ke andar se Munna ke mazboot haathon ne uska haath pakda aur use poori taakat se andar khinch liya.
Thud! Darwaza zor se band hua.
Banwari gadi ke bahar hi khada raha, guarding the perimeter. Par Pranali janti thi ki us tinted glass ke theek us paar Banwari khada hai aur use andaza hai ki andar kya chal raha hai. Ek aam patni hone ke naate use sharam aani chahiye thi, par is voyeuristic humiliation ne Pranali ki pussy mein aur zyada current dauda diya. Wo is darr aur zillat (humiliation) ki aadi (addicted) ho chuki thi.
Gadi ke pichle hisse mein Munna aaram se phaila hua tha. Uski shirt ke saare button khule the aur uski chaati nangi thi. Uske chehre par ek khatarnaak, dominant grin thi.
"Bohot time laga diya aane mein," Munna gurraya.
Usne Pranali ko sambhalne ka mauka tak nahi diya. Usne jhatke se Pranali ki shawl noch kar side mein phenk di. Uske dono haath Pranali ke sarr ke piche gaye, usne uske baalon ko kas ke pakda aur uske hothon ko apne hothon se dabocha. Ye koi pyar bhara kiss nahi tha; ye ek shikaari ka hamla tha. Munna ke daant Pranali ke hothon ko kaat rahe the, aur Pranali ke muh se dabi hui siskiyan nikal rahi thi.
Bina hoth hataye, Munna ka ek haath seedha Pranali ki nighty ke niche uski nangi jaanghon par gaya. Usne Pranali ki gili panty ko zor se ek taraf khiska diya. Wahan pehle se hi itna paani tha ki Munna ki do moti ungliyan bina kisi rukawat ke ek hi jhatke mein Pranali ki yoni (pussy) ke bilkul gehraai tak ghus gayi.
"Ahhh! M-Munna ji!" Pranali piche ki taraf arch hui, par usne khud ko gadi ke darwaze se chipka liya.
Munna ki ungliyan uske andar tezzi se mud (curl) rahi thi, uski sabse sensitive deewaron ko khured rahi thi. Par is baar Pranali darr se piche nahi hati. Munna ki ungliyon ki wo bedardi, wo dominance use pagal kar rahi thi. Pranali khud apne hips ko aage karke Munna ke haath par grind karne lagi, taaki uski ungliyan aur gehrai tak jaa sakein.
"Ahhh... ufff... Munna ji... aah... aapki ungliyan... ab inke bina raha nahi jata mujhse," Pranali ne haanpte hue confess kiya. Uske shabd kisi aurat ki hawas ka sabse nanga sach the. Wo Munna ke us janwarpan ki completely diwani ho chuki thi.
Munna hassa. "Randiyon waale shauk paal liye hain tune Mirzapur ki shareef bahu."
Munna ne uski pussy se apna haath nikala aur apni pant ki zip khol di. Uska lund, jo pehle se hi patthar ki tarah sakht tha, bahar aa gaya. "Chal, niche aa. Mera muh sookh raha hai."






Pranali ne ek second ka bhi delay nahi kiya. Usne apni nighty ko upar khincha aur gadi ki seat aur floorboard ke beech ghutno ke bal (knees) baith gayi. Uske theek saamne Munna ka mota aur khatarnaak auzaar tha.

Usne apni badi-badi, nashili aankhon se Munna ki aankhon mein dekha. Un aankhon mein darr nahi, balki kisi ghulam (slave) ka apne maalik ke liye samarpan (submission) tha. Pranali ne apne dono gore, naram haathon se Munna ke lund ko pakda aur seedha uske top ko apne muh mein le liya.
Slurp.
Munna ne aaram se apna sarr piche seat par gira liya. "Ahhh sali... kya garm muh hai tera."
Pranali ab poori tarah comfortable thi. Wo Soham ki biwi nahi, balki Munna ki personal randi ban chuki thi. Usne apna muh pura khola aur us mote lund ko apne gale ki gehraai (deep-throat) tak utaar liya. Jab lund uske gale ke aakhri hisse se takraya toh use halki si ubkaai (gag) aayi, par usne khud ko roka nahi. Uski aankhein lagataar Munna ke chehre par lock thi, jaise wo dikhana chahti ho ki wo uska kitna maza le rahi hai. Uski thook (saliva) uske hothon se nikalkar Munna ke lund par aur uske apne haathon par tapak rahi thi, jab wo ek haath se lund ko stroke kar rahi thi aur dusre se uske balls ko sehla rahi thi.
Munna ne apne dono haath Pranali ke baalon mein fansa liye. Wo apne lund ko Pranali ke muh ke andar apne hisaab se aage-peeche dhakelne laga.
"Yeh muh..." Munna zor se haanpate hue bola, uske haath Pranali ke sarr ko zor se apne lund par daba rahe the, "Yeh muh mera hai ab. Sirf mera. Aur ye jism bhi."
Pranali bol nahi sakti thi, bas gluck-gluck ki aawazein aa rahi thi. Wo halka sa gag kar rahi thi, uski aankhon mein paani aa gaya tha, par uske jism ki aag aur is wild control dynamic ne use extreme pleasure de diya tha. Wo Mirzapur ki sadak par, apne ghar ke theek bahar, Munna Tripathi ke saamne apni aukaat bhool chuki thi. Aur bahar andhere mein Banwari ka saaya abhi bhi gadi par nazar rakhe hue tha.



Gadi ke andar ka tapmaan (temperature) kisi bhatti ki tarah garam ho chuka tha. Bahar Mirzapur ki thandi raat thi, par SUV ke sheeshe andar ki garmi aur dono ki tezz saanson se dhundle (fogged up) ho gaye the. Pranali ke muh ki garmi aur uske deep-throat karne ke tareeke ne Munna ko pagal kar diya tha. Wo thook (saliva) se saney hue apne lund ko Pranali ke muh se jhatke se bahar nikalta hai.



Bina kisi aur warning ke, Munna ne Pranali ko uski nighty se pakda aur kisi gudiya ki tarah khinch kar seedha apni god (lap) mein bitha liya. Pranali ka jism uske upar aa gaya. Munna ne uski nighty ko uski kamar tak chadha diya. Pranali ki yoni (pussy) uske pahle fingering session aur excitement ki wajah se pehle hi be-inteha gili thi, aur Munna ka lund uske muh ki wajah se poori tarah lathpath tha.

Munna ne uske hips ko dono haathon se kas ke pakda aur ek hi taakatwar jhatke mein apna poora sakht lund Pranali ke andar ghusa diya.
"Ahhhhhhh! Gaaah... Munna ji..." Pranali ka sarr piche ki taraf jhatke se gira. Uska gala khich gaya aur aankhein phat gayi. Wo mota lund uski narrow deewaron ko cheerta hua seedha uske bheetar tak utar gaya tha.
"Chup! Aawaz niche!" Munna ne gurrate hue uske baalon ko pakda aur uske kaan ke paas laya. "Bahar street hai... tera pati ghar mein hai. Cheekhi toh lund nikal kar yahin sadak par chhod dunga."
Pranali ne jaldi se apna ek haath apne hothon par rakh liya taaki uski cheekh dab jaye. Par Munna ke us extreme size aur ek hi baar mein deep penetration ne uske jism ki nason ko jhinjhona shuru kar diya tha. Munna ne uske hips ko pakde rakha aur uspar zor-zor se, bina kisi rahem ke thrusts marna shuru kar diya.
Thap... Thap... Thap...
Gadi ke andar nangi jaanghon ke takrane ki wo gandi aur heavy aawaz goonjne lagi. SUV halke-halke hilne (rock) lagi thi. Pranali Munna ki god mein cowgirl position mein baithi thi, par Munna poori tarah control mein tha. Wo uske hips ko upar uthata aur seedha apne patthar jaise lund par patak deta. Pranali ke hothon se dabi-dabi aur bhari hui siskiyan nikal rahi thi.
"Uhhh... ummm... ahhhh... ahhhh..." Pranali Munna ke kandhe par apne dono haath kas ke rakhe hue thi. Uski dono bhari chhatiyan nighty ke kapde ke aar-paar tezzi se upar-niche uchal rahi thi. Har jhatke ke saath uske nipples Munna ki nangi chhati se ragad kha rahe the, jo uske naseele pleasure ko aur badha raha tha.



Tabhi, gadi ka aage wala darwaza (driver seat) achanak khula.

Bahar se thandi hawa andar aayi. Pranali ki saans atak gayi. Usne panic mein apna sarr ghuma kar aage dekha.
Banwari aage wali seat par jhuka hua tha, uske haath mein Munna ka phone tha jo lagataar vibrate ho raha tha.
"Bhosdike... darwaza kyun khola? Madarchod, dikh nahi raha kya chal raha hai yahan?" Munna ne apni raftar roke bina, poore gusse mein gaali di.
Banwari ki nigahein phone par nahi, balki piche wali seat par thi. Uski hawasi aankhein Pranali par jami hui thi. Andhere mein bhi, street light ki halki roshni mein usne Pranali ko Munna ki god mein nangi jaanghon ke sath upar-niche hote hue dekh liya tha. Usne Pranali ki wo ubhri hui, uchhalti chhatiyan aur uski expressionless, pleasure se bhari nigahein dekh li thi.
Pranali ne Banwari ko dekhte hi sharam se apni aankhein kas ke band kar li aur apna sarr Munna ke seene mein chupa liya. Par Munna ruka nahi, usne ek aur zor ka jhatka mara jisse Pranali ke muh se ek be-ikhtiyar siski nikal gayi. Ahhh! Banwari ne wo aawaz suni, aur uske chehre par ek ghinoni, dork jaisi muskurahat aayi. Wo wahan khada unhe chudte hue dekh raha tha, aur is baat ne Pranali ko sharam se paani-paani kar diya tha, par saath hi ek aisi deep humiliation di thi jisme uska clit aur zyada throb (fadakne) karne laga tha.
"Bhaiya... Kaleen Bhaiya ka phone hai... lagataar aa raha hai," Banwari ne hichkichate hue phone aage badhaya.
Munna ka gussa thanda pad gaya. Apne baap (Kaleen Bhaiya) ka naam sunte hi usne ek deep breath li. "Phone de aur darwaza band kar chutiye!"
Banwari ne phone Munna ke hath mein pakdaya aur darwaza thoda dheere se band kiya, aakhri second tak Pranali ke jism ko ghoorte hue. Darwaza band hote hi Munna ne call uthaya.
"Haan Pitaji..." Munna ne apni aawaz ko normal aur shaant rakhne ki poori koshish ki, jabki uske neeche Pranali abhi bhi uske aade (half) lund par baithi thi.
"Kahan ho Munna?" Kaleen Bhaiya ki wo bhari, rahasyamayi (mysterious) aawaz phone ke is paar aayi.
"B-bas... thoda bahar tha pitaji... kaam se," Munna ne ek aur lamba, slow jhatka Pranali ke andar mara.
Pranali ke muh se aawaz nikalne hi wali thi ki Munna ne apna ek bada sa, khuradara (rough) haath Pranali ke muh par kas ke rakh diya. Pranali ka gala ghutne laga, par usne apni dono taango ko Munna ki kamar ke ird-gird lapet liya.
Munna ek haath se Pranali ka muh dabaye hue tha, aur dusre haath se phone pakde apne baap se baat kar raha tha. Par uski kamar ruki nahi. Wo bohot hi gehre, silent, aur taakatwar thrusts maar raha tha. Sluurrpp... slck... Geeli yoni mein lund ke andar-bahar hone ki aawaz us andhere mein goonj rahi thi.



Kal subah haweli par milo. Jaunpur ke baare mein kuch zaroori baat karni hai. Aur haan... kisi aur shikaar mein zyada waqt mat kharab karna," Kaleen Bhaiya ne bohot hi subtle tareeke se ishara kiya, jaise wo jante ho ki Munna is waqt kiske saath aur kya kar raha hai.

"Ji pitaji. Subah pahunch jaunga," Munna ne phone kaat diya aur phone seat par patak diya.
Phone kat-te hi Munna ne Pranali ke muh se haath hataya. Pranali ek dam se haanpne lagi, hawa uske fefdo mein aayi. Par Munna ab pure jaanwar mode mein aa chuka tha.
"Bohot rok liya apne aap ko," Munna ne apne dono haath Pranali ki kamar par kas liye aur ab usne poori speed aur taakat se use upar-niche pump karna shuru kar diya.
Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!
Pranali ka jism us bedardi se hil raha tha jaise koi gudiya ho. Uska sarr gadi ki chhat se takrane se baal-baal bach raha tha. Uski nighty ke under uski chhatiyan hawa mein buri tarah uchal rahi thi.
"Ahhhh! Munna! Munna ji... main... ahh... main aa rahi hoon..." Pranali ne rote hue aur haanpte hue kaha. Uski pussy poori tarah akadne lagi thi, wo apne climax ke bilkul nazdeek thi.
Munna ki raftar aur tezz ho gayi. "Nikal apna ras... aur nikal is randi ki tarah!" Munna ne gaali dete hue uski kamar ko noch liya.
Pranali se raha nahi gaya. Uska orgasm itna powerful tha ki use laga uski rooh nikal jayegi. Usne apni cheekh ko dabane ke liye aage jhuk kar Munna ke nange kandhe ko apne daanto se zor se kaat liya. Uski ankhein phat gayi aur uski yoni se garm ras (cum) ki ek dhaara chhooti jo Munna ke lund par aur uske balls par beh gayi.
Thik usi waqt, Munna ne bhi ek aakhri, gehra jhatka mara aur Pranali ke poore wajood (womb) ki gehraai mein apna garm ras chhod diya. Munna ki bhari saansein Pranali ki gardan par pad rahi thi jab wo uske andar jhatke le raha tha.
Bahar gadi ke pas khada Banwari abhi bhi us tinted sheeshe ke piche se, halki roshni mein us jhilmilate hue, thakte hue nange jism ki shadow ko dekh kar apna lund apni pant ke bahar nikal kar hila raha tha.
Pranali haanpte hue Munna ki chhati par giri hui thi, uske hoth abhi bhi uske kandhe par the. Wo khud ko bohot gandi, apmaanit, par extreme hawas se bhari hui mehsoos kar rahi thi. Soham is waqt us ghar mein uske bina let kar so raha tha, aur uski patni bahar sadak par, Mirzapur ke gundo ki hawas ka khilona ban chuki thi.



Gadi ke andar saansein dheere-dheere normal ho rahi thi, par hawas ki wo mehak aur mardani ras ki gili chipchipahat Pranali ke jism par poori tarah chha chuki thi. Munna ki chhati par sarr rakhe Pranali haanp rahi thi, uska poora nichla hissa dard aur ek ajeeb se satisfaction se thar-thar kaanp raha tha.

Munna ne apne lund ko uske andar se jhatke se bahar nikala. Pranali ke muh se ek thaki hui siski nikli, aur uski yoni se Munna ke garm ras ki kuch boondein gadi ki seat par tapak gayi.
Munna ne apni pant theek ki aur side door ke pocket se ek choti si red velvet dabbi nikali. Usne Pranali ko uski shawl pakdayi aur us dabbi se ek patli si, kaale motiyon wali chain (ek modern choker necklace) nikali jisme ek chhota sa 'M' shape ka gold pendant tha.
"Idhar aao," Munna ne hukum diya.
Pranali darr aur thakaan se uske aage jhuki. Munna ne wo chain uske nange gale mein, uske sone ke mangalsutra ke theek upar baandh di. "Soham ke naam ka mangalsutra bhale hi tu sabko dikhati phire, par meri nishani, mera ye patta ab hamesha tere gale mein rahega. Tu ab officially meri property hai," Munna ne uske gaal ko thapthapate hue smirk kiya. "Ab nikal. Aur kal bank mein is chain ke sath photo chahiye mujhe."
Pranali ne jaldi se apni nighty theek ki, uspe shawl buri tarah lapeti aur darwaza khol kar bahar nikal aayi.
Bahar ki thandi hawa uske paseene se bheege jism se takrayi. Uske pair zameen par padte hi buri tarah kaanp rahe the (legs weak). Munna ke us brutal size aur darindagi ki wajah se uski chaal ajeeb ho gayi thi, dono jaanghon ke beech ek bhari-pan aur gila-pan tha.
Gadi ke theek bahar Banwari khada tha. Usne abhi-abhi apni pant ki zip band ki thi. Pranali ko is haal mein—bikhre baal, fati hui nighty ka hissa, aur kaanpti hui taango ke sath—dekh kar Banwari ke hothon par ek bohot hi ghinoni aur besharam muskurahat aayi. Usne sar jhuka kar ek nakli aur mocking salaam kiya.
"Aaram se jayiega bhabhi ji... sadak par gaddhe hain, kahin pair aur na fail jaye," Banwari dhimi aawaz mein hassa.
Pranali sharam se paani-paani ho gayi. Usne apna sarr jhukaya aur bina kuch bole, lagbhag bhagte hue apne ghar ki taraf chal padi. Apne mohalle ki us choti si gali mein nange paon chalte hue, use mehsoos ho raha tha ki Munna ka ras uski jaanghon se sarakta hua niche aa raha hai. Uski dignity, uski izzat, sab us kaali SUV mein chhoot chuki thi.
Ghar ke main darwaze par pahunch kar usne kundi ko bina aawaz kiye khola. Dabe paon wo andar aayi aur darwaza lock kiya. Usne chain ki saans li aur apne bedroom ki taraf badhi.
Par jaise hi usne bedroom ka darwaza khola, uske pairo tale zameen khisak gayi.
Kamre mein night-lamp jal raha tha, aur Soham bistar par uth kar baitha tha. Uski neend khul chuki thi.
"Pranali? Itna time? Kahan gayi thi tum?" Soham ki aawaz mein fikar aur halki si hairani thi.
Pranali wahin darwaze par jamm gayi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadka ki use laga Soham ko awaz sunayi de jayegi. Usne jaldi se apne gale mein padi Munna ki wo kaali chain shawl ke andar chupayi. "W-wo... main balcony mein thi," usne haklate hue jhooth bola. "Headache theek nahi ho raha tha, toh thodi fresh hawa lene chali gayi. Bas waise hi khadi thi andhere mein."
Soham ne dhyan se use dekha. "Theek ho tum?" Wo bed se utha aur uske paas aaya. "Tumhara chehra itna laal kyun ho raha hai? Aur itni thand mein bhi tumhe paseena aa raha hai?"
Pranali ki nighty halki si ast-vyast thi, aur uske chehre par abhi bhi us hardcore chudai ka flush (redness) tha. "Haan... wo... shayad weakness ki wajah se ghabrahat ho rahi hai."
Soham ne masoomiyat aur pyaar se use baahon mein bhar liya. "Tum apna dhyan nahi rakhti ho bilkul." Usne Pranali ko sahara dekar bistar par lita diya.
Jaise hi Soham ne Pranali ko apni taraf khinch kar uski kamar par apna haath rakha, Pranali ka jism andar se ro pada. Ghar ki is pavitra, surakshit garmahat (family warmth) aur us kaali SUV ke andar ki us hawasi aag (car heat) ke beech ka farq uske dimaag ko faad raha tha. Soham ka naram sparsh uske jism ko chhoo raha tha, par Pranali ko apne collarbone par Mumbai ka wo Sharad ka diya love-bite aur gale mein Munna ki di hui wo chain dono zor-zor se throb (fadak) karte hue mehsoos ho rahe the.
Wo chupchap Soham ki baahon mein leti rahi, par uski aankhein chhat ko ghoor rahi thi. Uski yoni ke andar Munna ka garm nishaan abhi bhi tha, jo use sone nahi de raha tha.
"Yeh nasha... yeh darr... ab ghar ke bahar se nikal kar mere bedroom tak, mere pati ke bagal tak aa gaya hai," Pranali ne apne dimaag mein socha. "Ab kya hoga mera?"

[Wasifahim]

BAHAT GARAM UPDATE

[arvind274]

Nice.puri randi bna k rakh diya bnwari se bhi chudwa dena

[BHOG LO]

NICE UPDATE

[Joker44]

Tripathi Haveli – Subah ka Waqt
Tripathi Haveli ke bade se baithak mein bhayanak khamoshi thi, sirf upar chalte hue purane pankhe ki char-char sunayi de rahi thi. Kaleen Bhaiya apni aalishan kursi par baithe ek purane nakshe (map) ko ghoor rahe the. Maqbool ek kone mein hath jode khada tha.
Munna andar dakhil hua, uski aankhon mein raat ki hawas aur excitement abhi bhi tazi thi. Usne aakar apne baap ke saamne wali kursi khinchi aur baith gaya.
"Bulaaya pitaji?" Munna ne pucha, uski aawaz mein wahi purani besabri thi.
Kaleen Bhaiya ne apni gardan uthayi. Unki nigahein Munna ke chehre par thithak gayi, jaise wo uske paseene aur uski halki thaki hui shakal se sab samajh rahe hon. "Jaunpur ki supply chain ab kamzor pad rahi hai, Munna. Sharad Shukla ke raste mein security officer aur corrupt officials ko humne set kar diya hai. Uske afeem (opium) ke saare bade deals par humne fake tips bhijwa di hain."
Munna ke chehre par ek shaitani muskurahat aayi. "Toh kab kuddna hai wahan? Main toh kab se us kutte Sharad ka gala kaatne ke liye taiyaar hoon. Usne bohot uchal-kood kar li hai."
"Jaldbaazi nahi, Munna," Kaleen ne thanda hokar kaha. "Sharad ke gang mein humne rift (phat) daal di hai. Aaj raat humla hoga. Banwari ne borders ka scout kar liya hai. Hum uski supply chain poori tarah tod denge. Raat ke andhere mein hamla karo, aur Jaunpur ka poora ilaaka Tripathi parivaar ka hona chahiye."
Munna ki aankhen chamak uthi. "Bas hukum kijiye. Aaj raat Jaunpur ki sadkein Sharad ke gundon ke khoon se laal hongi."
Kaleen Bhaiya ne ek gehri saans li aur Munna ko ghoora. Unke dimaag mein Maqbool ki wo report chal rahi thi—Pranali Sharma aur Sharad Shukla ka Mumbai wala affair. Wo jante the ki agar ye baat Munna ko pata chali, toh wo gusse mein pagal hokar sab kuch tabaah kar dega. Munna ke liye Pranali sirf ek 'toy' thi, par Sharad ke liye wo kamzori ban chuki thi.
"Yeh aurat teri sabse badi kamzori ban sakti hai, Munna... par abhi tujhe ye batana sahi nahi hai," Kaleen ne apne dimaag mein socha. Unhe Pranali ko ek 'Mohra' (pawn) ki tarah istemaal karna tha taaki Sharad khud chal kar Mirzapur aaye aur maut ke mooh mein gire.
"Tayyari karo. Aaj raat khoon bahega," Kaleen ne baat khatam ki.


Pranali Sharma’s House – Wahi Subah

Suraj ki pehli kiran ke saath hi Pranali ki aankh khuli. Uska jism aise dard kar raha tha jaise use kisi ne buri tarah peeta ho. Raat wali SUV ki hardcore chudai ke nishaan uski jaanghon aur uske dil dono par the. Wo dabe paon uthi aur kitchen mein chali gayi.
Usne jaldi se gas jalayi aur chai ka bartan rakha. Wo abhi bhi wahi nighty pehni hui thi jiske neeche se Munna ne use buri tarah noch liya tha. Uske gale mein Munna ka diya hua wo kaala 'M' pendant wala necklace shawl ke niche chupa hua tha.
Achanak, piche se do haath uski kamar par lipat gaye. Pranali darte hue uchal padi.
"Hey... main hoon, daro mat," Soham ki aawaz aayi. Wo uth gaya tha.
"S-Soham... aap? Itni jaldi?" Pranali ne apna pallu theek karne ki koshish ki.
Soham ne use piche se kaskar hug kar liya aur apna chehra uski gardan mein chupa diya. "Tum itni jaldi uth gayi... tumhe miss kar raha tha." Soham ka haath uski peeth par ghumne laga, par achanak wo ruk gaya.
Soham ne apni eyebrow upar ki. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Pranali ne nighty ke niche bra nahi pehni hai. Uske sensitive aur heavy uroj (breasts) bilkul nange nighty ke kapde ke aar-paar Soham ko mehsoos ho rahe the. "Bra nahi pehni aaj? Itni subah itni free kahan ghum rahi ho?" Soham ne thoda chhedte hue pucha, par uski aankhon mein ek chota sa shak (suspicion seed) chamka.
Pranali ka chehra barf jaisa thanda pad gaya. Raat ko Munna ne jab use choda tha, toh usne bra utar kar piche phenk di thi aur jaldi mein wo wapas pehenna bhool gayi. "W-wo... garmi lag rahi thi bohot, aur waise bhi ghar mein hi toh hoon," usne jhooth bola aur turant Soham se door hatkar chai banane ka naatak karne lagi.
Soham ne kuch nahi kaha, par wo use ghoorta raha. Tabhi kitchen ke slab par rakha Pranali ka phone vibrate hua.
WhatsApp Message: Sharad Shukla
"Good morning meri jaan. Subah subah tera wo masoom chehra yaad aa raha hai jo Mumbai mein mere paas tha... Ek baar call karu? Bohot mann hai teri aawaz sunne ka."
Pranali ne furti se phone uthaya aur use ulta karke rakh diya. Uska dil dhol ki tarah baj raha tha. Sharad ka ye 'caring boyfriend' wala roop use sukoon deta tha, par is waqt wo maut ka farman lag raha tha.
"Kiska message hai?" Soham ne pucha.
"Office ka group hai... sab subah-subah shuru ho jate hain," Pranali ne bina dekhe kaha.
Wo chai cup mein daalne lagi, par achanak... chai ki pati aur garam doodh ki mehak uske naak se takrayi.
Uska gala achanak ghum gaya. Uske pet mein ek bhayanak ainth (cramp) hui aur use laga ki wo abhi wahin ulti (vomit) kar degi. Usne jhatke se chai ka cup rakha aur bathroom ki taraf daudi.
"Pranali! Kya hua?" Soham piche se chilla raha tha.




Pranali ne washbasin par jhuk kar halka sa gag (vomiting sound) kiya, par kuch bahar nahi aaya—sirf halka sa pani. Uski aankhon mein paani aa gaya aur saansein ukhad gayi. Usne aaine mein dekha. Uske gaal thode fule hue the, aur uski chhatiyon ka bhari-pan ab kisi aam wajah se nahi lag raha tha.

Kya main sach mein pregnant hoon? Munna ka bacha... ya Sharad ka? Soham darwaze par khada tha. "Theek ho? Kya hua achanak?"
Pranali ne jaldi se apna muh dhoya aur palat kar boli, "Kuch nahi... shayad raat ko kuch galat kha liya tha. Gastric ho raha hai bas."
Usne muskurane ki koshish ki, par uska dimaag ab ek naye narak mein phans gaya tha. Mirzapur mein underworld ka war shuru hone wala tha, aur uske jism ke andar ek aisi jang shuru ho chuki thi jo pure Mirzapur ko tabaah karne ki taakat rakhti thi.




Ghar se bank nikalne ke bahaane, Pranali ne auto rasta badalwa kar ek door ke medical store par roka. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki use laga shayad chemist bhi uski dhak-dhak sun lega. Usne ek pregnancy test kit khareedi aur jaldi se bank ke ladies washroom mein ghus gayi.

Locker room ke sannate mein, uske kaampte hue haathon ne wo test kiya. Teen minute ka intezaar uski zindagi ke sabse lambe saal lag rahe the. Jab usne kit uthayi, toh wahan do gehri gulabi (pink) lakeerein chamak rahi thi.
Pranali wahi toilet seat par dher ho gayi. Uska sir ghoomne laga. Wo pregnant thi. Par sabse bhayanak sawal uske saamne khada tha—Is bacche ka baap kaun hai?
Uski aankhon ke saamne pichle kuch hafton ki film chalne lagi. Soham... uska pati, jo mahine mein mushkil se ek-do baar uske kareeb aata tha, aur wo bhi bohot sadharan tareeke se. Munna Tripathi... jisne car mein, terrace par, aur hospital mein use kisi janwar ki tarah bhoga tha, har baar use apne garm ras se poori tarah bhar (creampie) diya tha. Aur Sharad Shukla... Mumbai ke un teen dino mein jisne use ek pal ke liye bhi nanga chhodna gawara nahi kiya tha, jiske junoon ne use har raat kai baar orgasm tak pahunchaya tha.
"Munna ka be-reham nishaan hai mere pet mein? Ya Sharad ka wo pyaar bhara ansh? Ya phir Soham ka...?" Pranali ne apna sarr pakad liya. Paternity ka koi hisaab nahi tha. Wo teen mardon ki hawas aur chahat ka ek mishran ban chuki thi.
Use is waqt kisi se baat karni thi, koi sahara chahiye tha. Sharad Jaunpur mein tha, use yahan se call karna maut ko dawat dena tha. Usne darrte-darrte Munna ka number dial kiya. Munna Mirzapur mein tha, taakatwar tha, shayad wo kuch rasta nikaal sake.
Do ring ke baad Munna ne phone uthaya. Piche se gadiyon ke horn aur hathiyaron ki khad-khadahat ki aawaz aa rahi thi.
"Munna ji... mujhe aapse kuch bohot zaroori baat karni hai. Abhi mil sakte hain?" Pranali ki aawaz roansi thi.
"Arre madam, aaj nahi. Aaj bohot bada kaam hai," Munna ne rukhepan se kaha. "Guddu aur Banwari ke saath tayyari chal rahi hai."
"Please Munna ji, sirf 5 minute. Meri tabiyat theek nahi hai, mujhe doctor ke paas jaana hai, main bohot ghabra rahi hoon..." Pranali gidgidayi.
"Bola na aaj nahi!" Munna chilla pada. "Aaj raat Jaunpur nikalna hai. Us kutte Sharad Shukla ka tamasha khatam karna hai. Kalin bhaiya ka hukum hai, aaj poora Jaunpur Tripathi ke pairon mein hoga. Tu ghar baith aur tiffin kha, kal milunga."
Munna ko ye ratti bhar bhi andaza nahi tha ki jis Sharad ko wo maarne ja raha hai, wo Pranali ka lover hai aur shayad uske hone wale bacche ka baap bhi. Usne bina Pranali ki baat sune call kaat diya.
Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot kar niche gir gaya. Uska poora jism barf ki tarah thanda pad gaya. Munna... Jaunpur ja raha hai. Munna... Sharad ko maarne ja raha hai.
Uska dimaag sunn ho gaya. Ek taraf wo mard hai jo uske jism ka maalik hai (Munna), aur dusri taraf wo mard hai jisne use rani hone ka ehsaas dilaya (Sharad). Agar aaj raat Munna ne hamla kiya, toh Sharad ka bachna mushkil tha. Aur agar Sharad mar gaya... toh uske pet mein pal rahe is ansh ka kya hoga?
"Mujhe Sharad ko warn karna hoga. Mujhe use batana hoga ki Munna aaj raat aa raha hai," usne socha. Par agar Kaleen Bhaiya ko pata chala ki usne khabar leak ki hai, toh wo aur uska poora parivaar mitti mein mil jayenge.
Pranali bank ke washroom se bahar aayi, uski aankhein laal thi aur chehra bilkul safed. Usne apne bag se phone nikala aur Sharad ka number dekha. Sharad ko bachana tha, par kaise? Munna ki darindgi aur Sharad ka ishq... Mirzapur ki ye Malika ab apne hi bache ke baap ko marte hue dekhne wali thi, ya phir gaddari ka wo rasta chunne wali thi jahan se wapsi mumkin nahi thi.
Usne thook nigla, ek kone mein khadi hui aur Sharad ko message type karne lagi, par uske haath itne kaanp rahe the ki wo 'Send' button nahi daba paa rahi thi. Mirzapur ka asli khuni khel ab uske garbh (womb) se shuru hokar Jaunpur ki sadkon tak pahunchne wala tha.



Pranali ke haath thar-thar kaanp rahe the jab usne washroom ka darwaza andar se band kiya. Do gulabi lakeerein—ek taraf maut ka darr, dusri taraf zindagi ka ansh. Usne apne pet par haath rakha. Kiska hai tu? Munna ka darinda khoon, ya Sharad ka ishq? Par abhi sawal baap ka nahi, Sharad ki jaan ka tha.
Usne darr ko thook ke saath nigla aur Sharad ka number dial kiya.

Jaunpur mein Sharad apne aalishan baramde mein baitha afeem ki supply ka hisaab dekh raha tha, tabhi uska phone baja. Pranali ka naam dekhte hi uske sakht chehre par ek mithi muskurahat aa gayi.
"Pranali? Itni jaldi meri yaad aa gayi?" Sharad ne bade pyaar se pucha.
"Sharad... suno," Pranali ki aawaz kisi sookhe patte ki tarah tharra rahi thi. "Bhag jao wahan se. Abhi... isi waqt. Munna... Munna Tripathi apne gundon aur hathiyaron ke saath Jaunpur ke liye nikal chuka hai. Wo tumhe maarne aa raha hai Sharad. Kaleen Bhaiya ne hukum de diya hai."
Sharad ki aankhen thodi sikudi, par wo bhaga nahi. Uske dimaag mein ek shatranj ki baazi chalne lagi. "Munna aa raha hai? Use kaise pata chala ki main Jaunpur mein itna active hoon?"
"Mujhe nahi pata... par wo aaj raat tumhe khatam kar dega. Please Sharad, meri khatir... kahin chhup jao," Pranali rone lagi thi.
Sharad ne gehri saans li, uska lehja ab ashiq wala nahi, balki ek khunkhaar don wala ho gaya tha. "Nahi Pranali. Sharad Shukla bhagta nahi hai. Agar Munna Mirzapur se chalkar mere ghar aa raha hai, toh uska swagat bohot khaas hoga. Tune mujhe warn karke mujhpar bohot bada ehsaan kiya hai. Ab tu fikar mat kar, apna dhyan rakh."
Sharad ne call kaata aur apne bodyguard ko chilla kar awaaz di. "Maqsood! Banwari aur Munna Mirzapur se border cross kar rahe hain. Hamare saare ladkon ko tayyar karo. Jaunpur ki galiyon mein aaj Mirzapur ka ghamand todenge."
Udhar Mirzapur mein, Pranali ne phone band kiya. Usne gaddari kar di thi. Munna Tripathi ki gaddari. Agar Munna ko pata chala ki khabar usne leak ki hai, toh uska garbh (womb) faad kar wo bacha nikal lega.

Pranali bank ke apne desk par wapas aayi, par uska dimaag Jaunpur ki sadkon par tha. Use har taraf goliyaan chalne ki aawazein sunayi de rahi thi. Stress aur darr ki wajah se uske pet mein ek ajeeb si ainth (cramp) shuru ho gayi.
Dophar ke 3 baje the. Bank mein bheed thi, par Pranali ko sab dhundla dikhne laga. Uska sir ghoom raha tha aur use mehsoos hua ki uski saree ke niche uski jaanghein thar-thar kaanp rahi hain.
"Pranali madam? Aap theek hain? Chehra bilkul safed pad gaya hai aapka," paas baithi colleague ne pucha.
Pranali kuch bolne hi wali thi ki achanak uski aankhon ke saamne andhera chha gaya. Wo kursi se niche gir gayi. Bank mein harr-kamp mach gaya. Log use uthane daude.



Manager ne turant Soham ko call kiya. Soham, jo tour se wapas aa kar office mein hi tha, badahwas hokar hospital pahuncha. Pranali emergency room mein thi. Soham bahar baitha apne haath masal raha tha, uske dimaag mein hazar khayal aa rahe the—kya Mumbai mein tabiyat zyada kharab ho gayi thi? Ya Mirzapur ki hawa use suit nahi kar rahi?

Kuch der baad doctor bahar aayi. Soham jhatke se khada hua.
"Doctor? Meri wife theek hai?" Soham ne ghabrate hue pucha.
Doctor ne ek gehri saans li aur Soham ke kandhe par haath rakha. Unke chehre par ek muskurahat thi. "Ghabrane ki baat nahi hai Soham ji. Stress aur weakness ki wajah se fainting hui thi. Par aapke liye ek bohot badi khushkhabri hai."
Soham ne sawaliya nazron se dekha.
"Mubarak ho. Pranali ji 6 hafte ki pregnant hain. Aap baap banne wale hain," doctor ne kaha.
Soham wahi thithak gaya. Uske chehre par pehle hairani, phir ek bohot badi khushi chamki. "Main... main baap banne wala hoon? Sahi mein?" Usne khushi ke maare doctor ka haath pakad liya.
Par andar, hosh mein aayi Pranali ne jab ye suna, toh uske jism se ek thandi jhurjhuri nikal gayi. Soham andar aaya, uski aankhon mein khushi ke aansu the. Usne Pranali ka haath pakda aur use choom liya. "Jaan! Tumne mujhe bataya kyun nahi? Humara dusra bacha... Aarav ka chota bhai ya behen..."
Pranali ne Soham ki aankhon mein dekha. Wo khushi jo Soham ki aankhon mein thi, wo Pranali ke liye ek zeher jaisi thi. Use darr lag raha tha... Agar 6 hafte ka hisaab lagaya jaye... toh ye bacha Soham ka ho hi nahi sakta. Ye ya toh Munna ka darinda hai, ya Sharad ka ishq.
Soham uske pet par haath rakh kar sapne dekhne laga tha, jabki Pranali ko darr tha ki aaj raat Jaunpur mein goliyaan chalengi. Agar Munna mara gaya, toh wo bacha anaath ho jayega. Agar Sharad mara gaya, toh uska baap mar jayega. Aur agar Soham ko sach pata chala... toh wo khud mar jayegi.



Raat dhal rahi thi. Jaunpur mein baarood ki mehak thi, aur Mirzapur ke hospital mein ek jhoothi khushi ka jashn. Mirzapur ki Malika ab apne hi garbh ke raaz mein qaid ho chuki thi.

[Ayush01111]

Let brake pranli now please is story me end me winner soham hona chaiye please

[arvind274]

Dono ki ek ek haram ki aolad to nahi hogi raand ke pet me

[Rajendra karka]

Great

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Raat ke do baj rahe the. Mirzapur aur Jaunpur ki sarhad (border) par ek bhayanak sannata chhaya hua tha—ek aisa sannata jo kisi aane wale toofan ki gawahi de raha tha. Chand ki roshni dhundli thi, aur sadak ke dono taraf khade ghane ped kaale saayon ki tarah lag rahe the.
Munna’s Side: The Hunter
Kaali SUV ka engine band tha, par uske andar ka barood phatne ko taiyaar tha. Munna Tripathi pichli seat par baitha apni pistol saaf kar raha tha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si junooni chamak thi. Aaj raat wo sirf Jaunpur fatah karne nahi nikla tha, wo apni taakat ka loha manwane nikla tha.
"Bhaiya, sab ladke position par hain. Guddu aur uski gang ne piche wala rasta gher liya hai," Banwari ne dhire se kaha, uska haath steering par kas gaya tha. Banwari ki nigahein baar-baar dashboard par rakhi us unwashed panty par ja rahi thi jo Munna ne use phek kar di thi—wo uski mehak se abhi bhi nasha kar raha tha.
Munna ne pistol ka slide piche khincha—clack. "Aaj Sharad ka guroor mitti mein mila denge. Sali lomdi ko lagta hai wo humse bach jayega." Munna ne apne kandhe ko chhuna, jahan kuch ghante pehle Pranali ne use climax ke waqt zor se kaata tha. Wo nishaan abhi bhi dard kar raha tha, aur wo dard Munna ko aur bhi zyada violent bana raha tha.


Usne apne dimaag mein Pranali ki wo bina blouse wali selfie yaad ki. "Tu sirf meri hai... aur tere liye aaj main poore Jaunpur ko jala dunga," Munna ne dabe paon socha. Use zara bhi bhanak nahi thi ki wahi "Malika" uske maut ka jaal boun chuki hai.
Sharad’s Side: The Trap
Udhar Jaunpur ke outskirts mein, ek purane warehouse ki chhat par Sharad Shukla khada tha. Uske haath mein doorbin (binoculars) thi aur kaan mein wireless set. Pranali ka warning call uske liye maseeha ban kar aaya tha. Sharad hamesha dimaag se khelta tha, aur aaj usne shatranj ki baazi pehle hi bicha di thi.


"Maqsood, lights off rakho. Jab tak gadiyan compound ke andar na aa jayein, koi goli nahi chalayega," Sharad ne thande lehje mein hukum diya.
Sharad ne apni pocket se phone nikala aur Pranali ki bheji hui wahi sexy selfie dekhi. Usne phone ki screen ko chooma. "Tune aaj mujhe bachaya hai Pranali... Tera ye ehsaan main Munna ki laash par chadhakar utarunga." Sharad ko pata tha ki Munna gusse mein andha hokar seedha hamla karega, aur wahi uski sabse badi galti hogi.
The Silence Before the Storm
Dono taraf ki saansein ruki hui thi. Mirzapur ke gunde, jo hathiyaron se lade hue the, dheere-dheere Jaunpur ki mitti par kadam rakh rahe the. Munna ne gadi ka darwaza khola aur niche utra. Raat ki thandi hawa mein use barood ki mehak pehle se hi aane lagi thi.
Banwari ne piche se ishara kiya. Gadiyon ka ek kaafila bina lights ke aage badhne laga.
Sannata itna gehra tha ki jhinguron (crickets) ki aawaz bhi goli ki tarah lag rahi thi. Munna ne apni pistol upar ki. Usne raste par ek mitti ka dher dekha—Sharad ka warehouse saamne tha.
"Abhi..." Munna ne phusphusaya.
Thik usi waqt, Sharad ne chhat se niche dekha. Usne dekha ki Munna ki gadi compound ke beechon-beech aa gayi hai. Sharad ne ek halki si muskurahat ke saath apna haath uthaya aur niche gira diya.
Swoosh!
Achanak, warehouse ki charo taraf ki high-beam floodlights on ho gayi. Munna aur uske gundon ki aankhein chaundhiya (blinded) gayi.
"Dhar dhar dhar dhar!"
Sannata ek pal mein cheekhon aur goliyon ki aawaz mein badal gaya. Jaunpur ki dharti par Mirzapur ka khoon girne ko taiyaar tha.
Hospital Mein Pranali: The Silent Witness
Hospital ke bed par leti Pranali ne achanak apni aankhein kholi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadka jaise wahan Jaunpur mein chali pehli goli uske seene mein lagi ho. Usne apne pet par haath rakha, jahan do-do dons ka ansh (child) pal raha tha. Soham uske bagal mein kursi par baitha so raha tha, bekhabar ki uski biwi ne Mirzapur ke itihas ki sabse badi gaddari kar di hai.
Pranali ne khidki ke bahar dekha. Door kahin aasmaan mein halki si laali dikh rahi thi—shayad suraj ki, ya phir Jaunpur mein lagi aag ki.
"Bach jana Sharad... please bach jana," usne dhabe hothon se dua maangi.

Raat ke dhai (2:30 AM) baj rahe the. Jaunpur ke us aakhri, sunsaan ilake mein bane purane warehouse ke chaaron taraf ek qabar jaisa sannata tha. Par ye sannata shanti ka nahi, balki ek aane wale bhayanak toofan ka tha.


Sharad Shukla apne warehouse ki chhat par khada tha. Pranali ke warning call ke baad usne apne saare ladkon ko poori tarah taiyaar rakha tha. High-beam floodlights set thi, gundon ne apni rifles load kar li thi, aur Sharad ko poora yakeen tha ki Munna gusse mein andha hokar seedha aage badhega aur unke bichhaye jaal mein phans jayega.


Par Munna Tripathi bewakoof nahi tha. Wo gusse ka tez zaroor tha, par Kaleen Bhaiya ka khoon uski ragon mein daud raha tha. Usne ye hamla (attack) bohot soch-samajh kar plan kiya tha.


Jaise hi Sharad ne chhat se apna haath niche giraya aur ishara kiya—Swoosh! Warehouse ke chaaron taraf ki high-beam floodlights achanak on ho gayi, taaki Mirzapur ke gundo ki aankhein chaundhiya (blind) jayein aur unhe asani se bhoona ja sake.


Click... Click... Click... Sharad ke ladkon ne apni rifles load ki aur compound ke beechon-beech khadi un teen kaali SUVs par nishana lagaya.


"Dhar dhar dhar dhar!"


Goliyon ki bauchhaar shuru ho gayi. SUVs ke sheeshe chaknachoor ho gaye, tyre phat gaye, aur gadiyan chhalni (riddled with bullets) ho gayi. Sharad chhat se muskura raha tha, usko laga game khatam. Usne apne ladkon ko fire rokne ka ishara kiya.


Dhuaan thoda chhatne laga. Sharad ke aadmi dabe paon gadiyon ke paas gaye taaki Munna ki laash confirm kar sakein. Jaise hi unhone pehli SUV ka darwaza khola... andar koi nahi tha. Dusri gadi... khaali. Teesri gadi mein sirf aage ki seat par ek lamba sa danda aur pathar rakha tha jisse accelerator daba hua tha.


Sharad ki muskurahat gayab ho gayi. Uski aankhein phat gayi. "Khali hain? Bhenchod... ye decoy (chalawa) tha!"


Munna ne apni main force ko compound ke saamne se nahi, balki piche ke ghane jangal aur side ke narrow rasto se bheja tha. Wo janta tha ki Jaunpur mein ghusna aasan nahi hoga, isliye usne apni empty gadiyon ko aage bhej kar Sharad ki poori position aur unke floodlights ki location expose kar di thi.


The Real Attack Begins



"Lights phodo! Sab cover lo!" Sharad ne chhat se chillate hue order diya, par tab tak bohot der ho chuki thi.

Baaam! Piche ke andhere se ek sniper goli aayi aur seedha ek floodlight ko uda diya. Phir dusri, phir teesri. Ek hi minute mein poora compound wapas ghup andhere mein doob gaya.

"Ab bata kutte ki maut kaun marega!" Munna ki bhari, khaufnaak aawaz andhere se goonji.

Andhere ka fayda uthate hue, Munna aur Banwari apni asli force ke sath warehouse ke piche wali deewar phand kar (jumped over) andar ghus chuke the. Munna ke dono haathon mein semi-automatic pistols thi. Wo kisi bhookhe sher ki tarah aage badh raha tha.


"Maar saalon ko! Koi zinda nahi bachna chahiye!" Munna chilla raha tha.

Goliyon ki aawaz se poora Jaunpur dehal gaya tha. Munna ke aadmiyon ne Sharad ke ladkon ko andhere mein unki hi zameen par gher liya tha. Thaa! Thaa! Munna ne apne saamne aate hue do gundon ke seene aur sarr mein point-blank range se goliyaan utaar di. Khoon ke chinte uske chehre aur nangi chaati par gire, par uske chehre par ek jaanleva hawas aur excitement thi. Ye power ka nasha tha.


Sharad chhat par cover ke piche jhuka hua tha. Uska dimaag tezi se chal raha tha. 'Pranali ne kaha tha wo aa raha hai... par usne ye nahi bataya tha ki wo aisi planning ke sath aayega. Munna pagal zaroor hai, par chutiya nahi.' Sharad ko ab samajh aa raha tha ki wo buri tarah ghir chuka hai. Uski taiyaari bhi is bhayanak aur unexpected counter-attack ke saamne kam pad rahi thi.

"Maqsood! Andar godaam mein position lo. Inhe narrow galyaro (corridors) mein gherte hain," Sharad ne apne wireless par order diya aur khud chhat se nikal kar warehouse ke andar wale hisse mein bhaga.

Niche, Munna ek choti deewar ke piche ruka. Usne apni pistol ki magazine change ki aur ek bhayanak grin ke sath Banwari ki taraf dekha. "Banwari, piche wala rasta block kar. Sharad agar zinda nikla toh main teri khaal khinch lunga. Uski gardan mujhe apne haathon se todni hai."


"Ji bhaiya!" Banwari apni double-barrel gun load karte hue doosri taraf bhaga.

Munna dheere-dheere, pistol aage kiye warehouse ke main darwaze ki taraf badha. Andar ghup andhera tha aur har taraf afeem ke boriye (sacks) aur lakdi ke boxes rakhe the. Ye jagah ab ek maut ki bhool-bhulaiya (maze) ban chuki thi. Munna ko pata tha ki Sharad andar hi kahin chupha hai, aur Sharad bhi janta tha ki Mirzapur ka agla don uski jaan lene andar aa chuka hai.

Dono taakatwar mard, dono hi dimaag se khelne wale... aur dono hi (anjaane mein) ek hi aurat ke jism aur rooh se jude hue.

"Sharad Shukla!" Munna ne andhere mein aawaz lagayi. "Baahar nikal! Kab tak chuhe ki tarah bil mein chhupega? Teri maa ne tujhe darna sikhaya hai kya?"


Andhere se Sharad ki aawaz goonji, jo charo taraf se aati hui lag rahi thi. "Darta wo hai Munna, jise khone ka darr ho. Tu kya jeetega mujhse? Tu toh wo mard hai jo apne ghar ki auraton aur dusro ki patniyon mein apni jeet dhundhta hai. Asli mardangi kya hoti hai, wo main tujhe aaj yahan sikhauga."

Munna ki nasein gusse se phool gayi. Use Sharad ke tano mein Pranali ka koi ishara nahi mila, par 'dusro ki patniyon' wali baat ne uske ego ko buri tarah hurt kiya.

Clack. Munna ne pistol uthayi aur jis taraf se aawaz aayi thi, wahan andhadhund firing shuru kar di.

Cat and mouse ka ye khooni khel abhi bas shuru hi hua tha.




Godam (warehouse) ke andar ghup andhera aur afeem (opium) ki bhari, kadvahut bhari mehak faili hui thi. Munna apni pistol aage kiye, lakdi ke bade-bade bakkson (crates) ke beech dabe paon aage badh raha tha. Bahar chal rahi goliyon ki aawazein ab thodi dheemi pad gayi thi, kyunki Munna ke gundon ne lagbhag poore compound par kabza kar liya tha.

Par asli shikaar abhi baaki tha.

Achanak, ek andhere kone se ek lamba saaya nikla. Pehle se hi ghaat lagaye baithe Sharad Shukla ne piche se Munna par chhalang laga di.

Bam!

Sharad ke bhari jooton ki thokar seedha Munna ke us haath par padi jisme pistol thi. Pistol chhitak kar door andhere mein ja giri. Munna ko sambhalne ka mauka milta, usse pehle hi Sharad ne uski chhati par ek zor ka punch jadd diya. Munna ladkhada kar afeem ki boriyon par ja gira.

"Teri aukaat sirf piche se waar karne ki hai, Munna!" Sharad gurraya, uski aankhon mein thandi aag thi. Usne apni pocket se ek bada sa hunting knife nikal liya tha.

Munna jhatke se khada hua. Uske hothon se khoon ki ek patli dhaar beh nikli thi, par uske chehre par darr nahi, balki ek shaitani hansi thi. "Aukaat toh main teri abhi bataunga, Jaunpur ke nalle don!"


Munna ne apni pant ke piche fassi hui ek aur choti knife nikali aur kisi bhookhe bhediye ki tarah Sharad par jhapta.


Andhere godam mein lohe ke takrane ki ching... ching... aawazein goonjne lagi. Dono apne-apne ilake ke sher the. Ek taraf Munna ka pagalpan aur blind rage tha, toh dusri taraf Sharad ki calculation aur thandi taakat.


Munna ne aage badhkar Sharad ke pet mein chaku ghompne ki koshish ki, par Sharad ne furti se side hokar Munna ke jabde (jaw) par apni kohni (elbow) maar di. Munna ka sarr piche gaya, par usne ghumte hue apna chaku Sharad ke baaye (left) kandhe par chala diya.



Sssshluk! Sharad ke shirt ka kapda phata aur ek gehra cut uske kandhe par lag gaya. Khoon behne laga. Sharad ke muh se ek siskari nikli, par usne apna balance nahi khoya. Usne aage badhkar Munna ki aage aati hui taang par laat maari, jisse Munna ghutno ke bal zameen par aa gira.


Dono buri tarah haanp rahe the. Pasina aur khoon unke jism se tapak raha tha. Munna ne aage badhkar zameen par giri apni pistol uthane ki koshish ki, par tabhi—


Screeeech! Bahar compound mein achanak kai bhaari gaadiyon ke brakes lagne ki aawaz aayi. Ek ke baad ek, lagatar 5-6 safed (white) Fortuners dhool udate hue warehouse ke theek saamne aakar ruki. Gadiyon par laal-neeli battiyan (beacons) nahi thi, par unka aana kisi toofan se kam nahi tha.


Tezz, chaundhiya dene wali headlights seedha warehouse ke tute hue darwaze se andar aayi, jisse andhere mein lad rahe Munna aur Sharad dono ki aankhein chaundhiya gayi.


"Fire roko! Goliyaan band karo sab!" Ek bhari, authoritative aawaz loudspeaker par goonji.


Dono taraf ke gunde ruk gaye. Munna ne apni aadhi uthayi hui pistol wahi rok li aur bahar dekha. Gadiyon se black safari suit pehne hue kai commando-style bouncer utre. Unke beech se ek shakhs bahar aaya—Suba (State) ka sabse taakatwar neta aur underworld ka sabse bada mediator, Mantri J.P. Yadav. Uske theek bagal mein Sharad ka sabse khaas aadmi Maqsood khada tha, jo lagatar phone par tha.


Sharad ne apne kandhe ka khoon pochte hue ek thandi muskurahat ke sath Munna ko dekha. "Tujhe kya laga Munna? Main sirf bandookon ke bharose yudh ladta hoon? Dimag chalaane mein tera baap Kaleen Bhaiya bhi mujhse piche hai."



Jaise hi Munna ne samjha ki ye kya ho raha hai, uski nasein gusse se phatne lagi. Sharad ne hamle se pehle hi, halat bigadte dekh, upar power mein baithe dikaazo (big players) ko phone ghuma diya tha.


Mantri J.P. Yadav aage badhte hue warehouse ke andar aaya. "Bohot khoon beh gaya aaj ki raat, Munna. Ab bandookein niche karo."


Munna ne gusse mein thooka, "Mantri ji, aap bich mein mat aaiye. Aaj iski laash par chalkar main Jaunpur ka taj pehnuga!"


"Nahi Munna," Mantri ji ne thande dimaag se kaha. "Meri theek 5 minute pehle tumhare pitaji, Kaleen Bhaiya se baat hui hai. Siyasat aur dhandha zinda logon ka khel hai, murdon ka nahi. Aur waise bhi, 'Mandavali' (compromise) ho chuki hai."


Munna chaunk gaya. "Kaisi mandavali?"


Mantri ji ne Sharad ki taraf dekha, phir Munna ki taraf. "Sharad apni aukaat aur apni hadd samajh gaya hai. Aaj ke baad, Jaunpur se aane wali poori afeem (opium) ki supply chain aur saara border control Tripathi parivaar ka hoga. Us pure route par Sharad ka koi aadmi nahi dikhega. Aur iske badle mein... tum Sharad ko zinda chhodoge. Sharad aaj ke baad kabhi Mirzapur ki taraf ankh utha kar bhi nahi dekhega, na hi tumhare kisi mamle mein dakhal (interfere) dega. Dhandha tumhara, jaan iski."

Sharad chupchap khada tha. Usne apni zindagi aur apni bachi-kuchi izzat bachane ke liye apne sabse bade business (opium) ka sauda kar liya tha. Wo janta tha ki agar aaj raat goliyaan chalti rahi, toh Munna ki back-up force use aur uske poore gang ko mitti mein mila degi. Ye haar bohot badi thi, par zinda rehna zyada zaroori tha.

"Ye saala madarchod..." Munna ne pistol ka barrel seedha Sharad ke maathe ki taraf kiya. "Pura Mirzapur janta hai ki Tripathi apni dushmani kabhi adhuri nahi chhodte. Main is kutte ko yahin maar kar afeem waise bhi le hi lunga!"

"Munna!" Mantri ji ki aawaz mein ab darr nahi, ek ruling power thi. "Bandook niche karo. Ye Kaleen Bhaiya ka faisla hai. Tum baap se upar nahi ho."


Apne baap (Kaleen Bhaiya) ka naam aur unka aakhri faisla sun kar Munna ki ubalti hui ragon mein thanda paani pad gaya. Wo janta tha ki agar usne Kaleen Bhaiya ke order ke khilaaf kuch kiya, toh uske anjaam bohot bure honge. Munna ne daant piste hue ahista-ahista apni pistol niche kar li.


Usne aage badhkar Sharad ke collar ko ek haath se pakda aur uske kaan ke paas gusse se bhari, zehrili aawaz mein phusphusaya, "Aaj teri jaan bakhsh raha hoon, lomdi. Par yaad rakhna, Mirzapur ka dhandha toh mera ho hi gaya hai... Mirzapur ki jo cheez tujhe sabse pyaari thi na, wo ab roz mere bistar par aayegi. Aur tu yahan baith kar sirf apni aukaat par royega." (Munna yahan power/territory ki baat kar raha tha, par Sharad ne uski baat ko kahin na kahin 'Pranali' se jod liya tha).

Munna ne Sharad ko piche dhakela. "Banwari! Gadi nikal! Aaj se Jaunpur ka afeem route humara hai!"

Munna ne ek aakhri, maut ki nigaah Sharad par daali aur wahan se nikal gaya. Mirzapur ke gunde jeet ki khushi mein hawa mein goliyaan chalate hue apni bachi hui gadiyon mein baithe aur compound se nikal gaye.

Pura warehouse ab dhuaan, laashon, aur khoon se bhara tha. Sharad akela andhere mein khada tha. Usne aaj apna sabse bada dhandha (opium) gawa diya tha. Uski gang ko bhari nuksaan hua tha. Wo shatranj ki ye baazi buri tarah haar gaya tha.

Par dimaag mein ek hi khayal tha—Pranali ne use bachaya zaroor, par aaj us warning ki keemat Sharad ko apni badshahat aur Mirzapur ki boundary dekar chukani padi thi. Ab wo chah kar bhi Pranali ki madad ke liye Mirzapur mein kadam nahi rakh sakta tha. Mirzapur aur Munna ka darja ab underworld mein aur bhi ooncha, aur khatarnaak ho chuka tha. Khel ab poori tarah badal gaya tha.

Subah ke 4 baj rahe the. Jaunpur ka khooni khel aur wo siyasati "Mandavali" (compromise) khatam ho chuki thi. Munna Tripathi ki kaali SUV wapas Mirzapur ki taraf tezi se daud rahi thi. Gadi ke andar khoon, barood, aur paseene ki tezz, khatti mehak thi. Munna pichli seat par aaram se piche teka lagaye baitha tha, uske haath mein chaku ka ek halka sa cut tha jahan se khoon sookh chuka tha. Usne Jaunpur ka afeem (opium) ka sabse bada dhandha apne naam kar liya tha. Ye uski bohot badi jeet thi, par uske dimaag mein ek keeda lagatar kaat raha tha.


"Banwari..." Munna ne andhere mein aage ghoorte hue dhimi, par zehrili aawaz mein kaha. "Sharad ko pehle se kaise pata tha ki hum aaj raat us warehouse pe aane wale hain? Uski wo floodlights, uske snipers... saala andhere mein aise taiyaar baitha tha jaise use kisi ne hamari planning pehle hi bata di ho."


Banwari, jo driver seat par tha, usne rearview mirror mein dekhte hue darr se thook nigla. "Bhaiya... mujhe bhi yahi lag raha hai. Hamare hi kisi aadmi ne gaddari ki hogi. Kisi andar wale ne toh khabar leak ki hai warna us lomdi ko humari location kaise pata chalti?"


Munna ne apni mutthi kas li. Dimaag mein ek second ke liye Pranali ka chehra aaya. Usne dopehar ko Pranali ki call kaati thi jab wo milna chahti thi aur ghabrayi hui lag rahi thi. Par agle hi second, Munna ne ek zor ka thahaaka (laugh) lagaya.


"Nahi... ladkon mein se hi koi gaddar hai," Munna ne poore confidence aur guroor se kaha. "Pranali jaisi dari hui, gharelu aurat... jo mere lund ke nashe aur mere khauf (fear) ke aage ghutne tek chuki hai, wo kya gaddari karegi? Sali ko toh Sharad ke baare mein kuch pata bhi nahi hoga. Wo toh meri rakhel hai, meri property. Uski aukaat nahi ki wo Munna Tripathi ki peeth mein chhura ghope. Kal se hamare saare aadmiyon ki call details nikal. Mujhe wo chuha chahiye jisne khabar leak ki."




Munna ko apne mardangi aur dominance par itna guroor tha ki wo sachhai dekh hi nahi pa raha tha. Use lagta tha Pranali sirf uski bhookh mitane wali ek hawas ki gudiya hai. Uski yahi andhi hawas uski sabse badi kamzori banne wali thi.


Udhar Mirzapur mein, Pranali ke chhote se ghar mein ek alag hi level ki shatranj (chess) kheli ja rahi thi.


Pranali hospital se aakar dawaai kha kar, thakaan aur pregnancy ki tension se gehri neend mein so rahi thi. Dusre kamre (living room) mein ghup andhera tha, sirf sadak ki ek peeli light khidki se andar aa rahi thi.


Soham wahan akela khada tha. Uske haath mein ek mehangi whiskey ka glass tha. Uske chehre par ab wo fikar-mand, masoom aur bechara pati wala naatak bilkul nahi tha. Uske hothon par ek bohot hi cold, calculating aur shaitani muskurahat thi. Usne apni pocket se ek secret burner phone nikala aur ek call dial kiya.


Call turant uth gayi. Dusri taraf Sharad Shukla tha, aur wo buri tarah aag-baboola ho raha tha.


"Dhandha chala gaya Soham! Madarchod Munna ne Mantri J.P. Yadav ko beech mein lakar mera poora afeem ka route, meri saari supply chheen li! Mujhe us chutiye ki laash chahiye thi aaj raat!" Sharad phone par chilla raha tha.


"Relax, Sharad. Thande dimaag se soch," Soham ne bilkul shaant aur icy aawaz mein kaha, jaise use kisi baat ka darr hi na ho. "Dhandha gaya hai, Mirzapur ki gaddi nahi. Ye 'mandavali' hamare plan ke liye aur bhi achi hai."


"Kaise achi hai? Main yahan kamzor pad gaya hoon!" "Kyunki ab Munna overconfident ho gaya hai," Soham hassa, ek aisi hansi jo kisi psychopath ki hoti hai. "Use lag raha hai wo jeet gaya. Par asal jeet tab hogi jab hum is ghamand ko todenge. Pranali ne tumhe warn karke apna kaam kar diya tha, warna tu aaj zinda nahi hota."


"Haan, Pranali ki wajah se meri jaan bachi. Par Soham, wo aurat... usko main aise akele nahi chhod sakta us darinde ke paas. Main use yahan bula raha hoon." Sharad ki aawaz mein sach mein Pranali ke liye ek tadap thi.


"Pagal ho gaya hai tu?" Soham ki aawaz achanak sakht hui. Uske dimaag mein sirf 100 crore ka sauda ghoom raha tha. "Abhi nahi. Pranali abhi poori tarah se hamare control mein nahi aayi hai. Wo abhi bhi guilt mein jee rahi hai, use lagta hai wo apna 'parivaar' bacha rahi hai Munna ko apna jism dekar. Jab tak uske dimaag se ye 'family' aur 'achhi biwi' wala illusion poori tarah nahi toot-ta, tab tak wo humare kisi bade kaam ki nahi."


Soham ne whiskey ka ek sip liya aur aage bola, "Aur ab toh ek aur badi khabar hai. Pranali pregnant hai."


"Kya?!" Sharad ki aawaz phone par atak gayi.


"Haan. 6 hafte ki. Mujhe nahi pata wo bacha tera hai, mera hai ya Munna ka. Par jo bhi ho... ye bacha hamare 100 crore ke plan ka sabse bada weapon banega. Use aur fasne de us hawas aur darr ke jaal mein. Thoda intezaar kar Sharad, uski poori aatma (soul) ko hum Mirzapur ki chaabi banaenge."


Soham ne phone kaat diya. Apni hi biwi ke jism aur uske pet mein pal rahe bacche ka sauda karte hue use ek percent bhi sharam nahi aayi.


"Soham...?"

Soham ka jism ek dum se akad gaya. Usne jhatke se piche mud kar dekha.


Living room ke darwaze par Pranali khadi thi. Uski nighty thodi silvato (wrinkles) se bhari thi, aur uske baal bikhre hue the. Pyaas ki wajah se uski neend khul gayi thi aur wo kitchen ki taraf jaa rahi thi jab usne Soham ko andhere mein kisi se baat karte hue suna tha. Usne Soham ke aakhri shabd nahi sune the, par usne Soham ki aawaz ka wo thanda, shaitani tone zaroor mehsoos kar liya tha jo usne aaj tak kabhi nahi suna tha.


Soham ne ek hi second mein apna burner phone pocket mein daala aur whiskey ka glass table par rakh diya. Agle hi pal, uske chehre par wahi purana, caring pati wala mask wapas aa gaya.



"Arre jaan... tum uth gayi? Pyaas lagi thi kya?" Soham aage badha aur bohot pyaar se Pranali ke kandhe par haath rakha.


Pranali ki aankhein Soham ke chehre par thi. Uska dimaag abhi bhi ghoom raha tha. "Aap... itni raat ko kisse baat kar rahe the andhere mein? Kiska call tha?"


"Wo... Sharad ka tha," Soham ne bohot hi casually jawab diya.


Sharad?!


Pranali ka dil gale mein aa gaya. Uski saansein achanak tezz ho gayi. Sharad ka call? Soham ko? Itni raat ko? Uski dimaag ki nasein phatne lagi. Kya Sharad zinda hai? Jaunpur mein hamla hua tha... kya Sharad ne gusse mein aakar Soham ko hamare affair ke baare mein bata diya? "S-Sharad ka?" Pranali ki aawaz kaanp rahi thi, usne apne darr ko chupane ki poori koshish ki. "Itni raat ko kyun? Kaise... matlab... sab theek toh hai na uske sath?"


Soham ne Pranali ki aankhon mein dekha. Use andaza ho gaya tha ki Pranali kyun panic kar rahi hai (kyunki wo janti hai Jaunpur mein aaj raat kya hua hai). Soham ne halke se muskurate hue ek jhoothi kahani gadh li.


"Haan, theek hai. Darasal uska Mumbai mein koi bohot bada business loss ho gaya hai achanak se. Pura tension mein tha bechara, panic attack aa raha tha use. Toh usne college friend samajh kar aadhi raat ko hi call mila diya ghabrahat mein," Soham ne apne hothon ko sikoda, jaise use apne dost ke liye bohot dukh ho. "Main use wahi financial advice de raha tha ki shanti se kaam le, subah dimaag thanda karke dekhenge."


Pranali ne ek bohot lambi, thandi saans chhori. Uske seene se ek bada bojh hatt gaya. Matlab Munna ne Jaunpur mein hamla kiya tha... aur Sharad ko business mein bada loss hua hai... par kam se kam wo zinda hai. Aur usne Soham ko kuch nahi bataya.


Pranali ko Soham ki baat logical lagi. Par phir bhi, uske dimaag ke kisi andhere kone mein ek chhota sa shak (suspicion) zaroor paida hua tha. 'Par Soham ki aawaz... abhi kuch der pehle itni ajeeb aur khaufnaak kyun lag rahi thi?' "Tum kyun uthi itni raat ko? Doctor ne completely bed rest bola hai na?" Soham ne uske maathe ko choomte hue kaha, apne us shaitani roop ko poori tarah pyaar ke piche chupa kar.


Pranali ne apni thakaan aur pregnancy ke hormones ki wajah se apne us chote se shak ko dimaag se jhatak diya. "Wo bas... paani peena tha."


Soham ne turant jug se paani daal kar Pranali ko pilaya aur use sahara dekar wapas bedroom ki taraf le jaane laga. "Chalo, so jao. Hamare aane wale bacche ko aaram ki zaroorat hai."


Pranali chupchap bistar par let gayi. Soham ne uske upar blanket udaya aur uske bagal mein let gaya. Pranali ne aankhein band kar li, is baat se poori tarah bekhabar ki jis pati ki baahon mein wo sukoon dhoondh rahi hai, wahi pati use poore Mirzapur ke saamne nanga karke bechne ka sauda kar chuka hai.

Underworld ka jaal ab bohot gehra aur bohot ganda ho chuka tha.

Agli dophar. Mirzapur ki tezz dhoop khidkiyon se andar aa rahi thi. Ghar mein bilkul shanti thi. Soham kisi 'client meeting' ke bahaane bahar gaya hua tha (halanki wo apne 100-crore ke plan ko aage badhane mein laga tha). Pranali apne bedroom mein, bed par dhalgi hui leti thi. AC ki thandi hawa ke baawajood uske maathe par paseene ki boondein thi.


Uski aankhein chhat ko ghoor rahi thi aur uska ek haath apne nange pet par rakha tha, jahan nighty thodi upar khiski hui thi. Uske andar ek choti si jaan pal rahi thi—ek aisi jaan jiska baap kaun hai, ye Mirzapur ka sabse bada aur khatarnaak raaz tha. Uski chhatiyan (breasts) pregnancy ke shuruati asar se bohot bhaari aur sensitive ho gayi thi, nighty ka kapda chubh raha tha.


Tabhi... Bzzzz... Bzzzz...


Uske side table par rakhe phone ki screen flash hui. 'Unknown Number'—par caller ID par ek ajeeb sa code tha jo sirf ek hi insaan use karta tha. Sharad ka private number.


Pranali jhatke se uth baithi. Uska dil dhol ki tarah bajne laga. Usne kaampte haathon se phone uthaya aur call receive ki.


"S-Sharad? Tum... tum theek ho? Raat ko kya hua wahan?" Pranali ki aawaz mein fikar, darr aur apnapan saaf jhalak raha tha. Usne Jaunpur ki khabar TV par nahi dekhi thi, par uski rooh darr se kaanp rahi thi.


"Main theek hoon jaan," Sharad ne apne bohot hi naram, aashiq wale tone mein kaha (ek aisa tone jo usne Soham ke sath milkar bohot masterfully design kiya tha). "Tumne mujhe bacha liya Pranali. Agar tumhara phone nahi aata, toh aaj meri laash bichti. Par mera dhandha chheen liya us madarchod Munna ne. Meri afeem ki supply usne kabza li hai."


Pranali ne ek gehri saans chhodi. Sharad zinda tha. "Bhagwan ka shukar hai... dhandha wapas aa jayega Sharad, par tumhari jaan bach gayi."



"Nahi Pranali," Sharad ki aawaz achanak bhari aur ziddi ho gayi. "Main shant baithne walon mein se nahi hoon. Us Munna ko toh main zinda jala dunga. Aur sabse badi baat... main tumhe us narak mein aise akele nahi chhod sakta. Main Mirzapur aa raha hoon Pranali. Us darinde ko maar kar main tumhe wahan se nikal lunga."


"Nahi!" Pranali achanak chilla padi. Darr ke maare uski saansein tezz ho gayi aur usne apna doosra haath bhi pet par rakh liya. "Pagal ho gaye ho tum?! Agar tumne yahan kadam rakha, toh Munna tumhe yahin kaat dega! Uske paas poori army hai. Sab kuch khatam ho jayega Sharad! Please... meri kasam hai tumhe. Main theek hoon yahan."


"Kaise theek ho tum?!" Sharad ne fake gusse aur tadap ke sath pucha. "Wo darinda, wo Munna... wo roz tumhare paas aata hoga, tumhare jism ko nochta hoga... Main ye bardasht nahi kar sakta Pranali."


Sharad ke in shabdon ne Pranali ke seene mein khanjar ghomp diya. Use Munna ki wo kaali SUV wali raat yaad aayi—kaise usne apne hothon se Munna ka garm ras saaf kiya tha. Pranali ne apni aankhein kas ke band ki aur uske gaal par ek garm aansu beh nikla.


Uski zubaan par achanak aaya: 'Sharad, main pregnant hoon... shayad tumhare bache se.' Par agle hi second, usne apne hoth daanto tale daba liye. Usne us sach ko wapas apne pet ke andhere mein dafna diya.


Use pata tha ki Sharad jaisa aggressive aur aashiq mizaaj aadmi (jaisa Pranali use manti thi), agar use bache ka pata chala, toh wo apni jaan ki parwah kiye bina aaj hi Mirzapur bhaag aayega. Dono taraf se aag lagegi aur us aag mein uska parivaar jal jayega. Aur bechara Soham... us masoom pati ka kya, jo subah doctor ke paas is bache ko apna maan kar khushi se ro pada tha? Pranali apne dhoke ke bojh tale khud ko hi saza de rahi thi.


"Main... main manage kar lungi Sharad," Pranali ne dabe hothon aur roansi aawaz mein jhooth bola. "Tum bas safe raho, kahin door chale jao kuch din. Bas yahi kafi hai mere liye. Mujhe abhi phone rakhna hoga... Soham aane wale honge."


Pranali ne phone kaat diya aur bed par gir kar sisak-sisak kar rone lagi. Us bewakoof aurat ko ye zara bhi andaza nahi tha ki wo jis aashiq ko maut se bacha rahi hai, wo khud ek khunkhaar shikaari hai jo uske pati ke sath milkar uske jism aur aukaat ki boli laga chuka hai.


Do din baad. Mirzapur ke outskirts mein ek purane, gande ilake mein bane ek dhabe ke theek piche wali sunsaan gali. Wahan naaliyon ki sadaan (smell) aur makkhiyon ki bhinbhinahat thi.


Banwari ek deewar se teka lagaye khada bidi phoonk raha tha. Uska chehra tension se bhara tha. Munna ne uski duty lagayi thi—'Banwari, zameen aasmaan ek kar de, par pata kar ki Jaunpur mein hamare aane ki khabar leak kis madarchod ne ki thi.' Banwari ne apne saare khabri dauda diye the, par Munna ki gang ke andar se koi gaddar nahi nikal raha tha.


Tabhi andhere raste se jooton ki bhaari aawaz aayi. Banwari ne darr kar chonk ke dekha.


Maqbool—Kaleen Bhaiya ka sabse wafadaar, sabse shaant, aur sabse khatarnaak aadmi—chalte hue uski taraf aa raha tha. Maqbool hamesha ek kaale pathani suit mein rehta tha, aur uski aankhon mein kabhi koi emotion nahi hota tha.


"M-Maqbool bhai... aap? Aap yahan dhabe ke piche?" Banwari ne jaldi se apni bidi phenk kar hath jod liye. Maqbool se poora Mirzapur darta tha. "Kuch khabar mili kya us dhokebaaz ki jisne hamari mukhbiri (snitching) ki thi?"


Maqbool ne Banwari ko upar se niche tak apni thandi nigaahon se dekha. Usne apne dimaag mein Kaleen Bhaiya ka wo plan recall kiya jisme Munna aur Sharad dono ko aur bhadkana tha.


"Apne ladkon mein mat dhoondh Banwari," Maqbool ki aawaz kisi gehre kuen (well) ki tarah thi. "Kutte kabhi apne hi ghar ki malai nahi churaate. Dhoondhna hai toh... un auraton ko dhoondh jo haweli aur Munna bhaiya ki bohot nazdeeki hain, jinke bistar par Munna apne raaz ugalta hai."



Banwari ki bhauhein (eyebrows) sikud gayi. "Auratein? Kiska naam le rahe hain aap Maqbool bhai? Bhaiya ke paas toh roz nayi randiyan aati hain."


Maqbool thoda aage jhuka aur bilkul dhimi, par zehrili aawaz mein bola, "Pranali Sharma. Munna ki wo nayi Malika. Pata kar ki jab wo pichle hafte Mumbai apni 'chhutti' par gayi thi... toh wahan kis naye dost se mil rahi thi. Uska Jaunpur ke Sharad Shukla ke saath kaisa 'uthna-baithna' aur silsila chal raha tha... ye dhoondhega toh leak hone ka asli jawab mil jayega."


Maqbool apna kaam karke, Banwari ke dimaag mein ek bhayanak beej bo kar wapas andhere mein chala gaya. Kaleen Bhaiya ne ye patta (card) Banwari ke zariye Munna tak pahunchane ke liye phenka tha, taaki Munna Pranali ko poori tarah tabah kar de aur Sharad tadap kar Mirzapur aaye.


Par Banwari jaisa tuchcha (lowly) aur hawasi kutta, Kaleen Bhaiya ki is politics se bilkul alag, apni hi gandi duniya mein kuch aur soch raha tha.


Banwari wahin khada reh gaya. Uski aankhein hairani se faili ki faili reh gayi.


Bank wali shareef madam... Pranali bhabhi... aur Sharad Shukla?! Banwari ke dimaag mein turant dots connect ho gaye. "Bhenchod... matlab bhabhi ji ne hi Munna bhaiya ke niche let kar, unki gadi mein chudte hue, apna maza poora karke dusre don (Sharad) ko saari khabar de di? Ek aurat do-do sando (bulls) ko nacha rahi hai?"


Usne apni giri hui bidi ko apne bhari jooton se kuchla. Ek dum se Banwari ke poore jism mein, aur khaas kar uske dono pairo ke beech ek bhayanak, gandi hawasi aag daud gayi. Use ek jhatke mein SUV wali wo raat yaad aayi.


Us tinted sheeshe ke piche ka wo dhundhla nazara... Pranali ki wo nangi, doodhi (milky) chhatiyan jo nighty ke andar se uchal rahi thi jab Munna use apni god mein bitha kar jaanwar ki tarah chod raha tha. Use yaad aayi Pranali ke muh se nikalne wali wo gandi, lubaavdi siskiyan—"Ahhh... Munna ji... main aa rahi hoon..." Aur sabse zyada, use yaad aayi Pranali ki wo gili silk panty jisse Banwari ne apne nak par daba kar apne mote, kaale lund ko car mein hi hilaya tha.


"Agar maine ye baat Munna bhaiya ko bata di..." Banwari ne haanpte hue, apne aap se phusphusate hue kaha, "...toh bhaiya aag-baboola hokar madam ki us gori choot mein hi goli maar denge. Khel wahi khatam ho jayega."


Banwari ke mote, pan-khaaye hothon par ek bohot hi darawni, ghinoni aur hawas se labalab hansi aa gayi.


"Kyun na is khabar ka fayda ye Banwari uthaye? Madam ka ye maut wala raaz ab sirf mujhe pata hai. Munna bhaiya aur Sharad dono is randi ke aage-piche ghoom rahe hain, par ab... ab is bank wali chamdi ki leash (patta) mere haath mein hogi."


Banwari ka lund uski pant ke andar buri tarah sakht (hard) hokar khada ho chuka tha. Usne apni pant ke upar se hi apne bulge ko gande tareeke se masla. Uski aankhon mein ab Pranali ek bhabhi ya devta nahi, balki ek nangi ghulam (slave) dikh rahi thi.


"Ab is shaukeen madam ki blackmailing Banwari karega. Jab tak wo so-called Malika apne bed par nangi taangein mere aage faila kar... mere is jhadu maarne wale lund ko apne andar nahi leti... jab tak wo mujhe apni us gili choot ka mardani ras nahi chakhati... tab tak Munna bhaiya ko is gaddari ka kuch nahi pata chalega. Malika ko ab is kutte ke aage ghutne tekne padenge."


Banwari ne apni pant ki zip theek ki aur dhabe se bahar sadak ki taraf chal pada. Ek gunde ke chote se naukar ne Mirzapur ki sabse sophisticated "Malika" ki aukaat apne bistar tak aur apne kadmo mein laane ka masterplan bana liya tha.


Pranali, jo pehle hi teen mardon (Munna, Sharad, aur mastermind Soham) ke bhayanak jaal mein buri tarah phasi hui thi aur pregnant thi, ab chauthe aur sabse ghinone shikaari (Banwari) ki gandi nazron ka poori tarah shikaar banne wali thi.

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Tripathi Haveli ke sabse upari kamre mein ek bhari aur bechain shanti chhayi hui thi. Jaunpur fatah karne ke baad Munna ko jashn manana chahiye tha, par uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb si aag jal rahi thi. Kamre ki khidkiyon se Mirzapur ka poora shahar dikhta tha, aur Munna wahi khada, haath mein whiskey ka glass liye, bahaar ke andhere ko ghoor raha tha. Usne afeem ka wo saara dhandha apne naam kar liya tha, Sharad ko uski aukaat dikha di thi, par raat ke us hamle ka har ek second uske dimaag mein baar-baar replay ho raha tha. Wo high-beam floodlights, wo snipers, wo Sharad ki thandi muskurahat... Sharad pehle se taiyaar tha. Use Munna ke aane ki bhanak lag chuki thi. Munna ne gusse mein apna glass khidki ke frame par de maara. Sheesha chaknachoor ho gaya aur whiskey zameen par bikhar gayi. Uska guroor is baat ko hazam nahi kar paa raha tha ki koi uski gang mein aisi himmat kar sakta hai.


Darwaze par aahat hui aur Banwari andar dakhil hua. Uska sarr hamesha ki tarah thoda jhuka hua tha, par aaj uski nigaahon mein ek alag hi kamina-pan aur chamak thi. Maqbool ne dhabe ke piche uske dimaag mein jo beej boya tha, wo ab ek zehreele ped ka roop le chuka tha. Banwari janta tha ki jis dhokebaaz ko Munna khoj raha hai, wo koi aur nahi balki uski sabse chahiti aurat, Pranali hai. Par Banwari ne tay kar liya tha ki ye raaz wo Munna ko nahi batayega. Is raaz ki keemat Pranali ko uske aage apne kapde utaar kar chukani thi.


"Bhaiya... aapne bulaya?" Banwari ne apne dono haath aage baandhte hue pucha.


Munna palta. Uski aankhein laal thi aur chehre par ek jaanwar jaisi bechaini. "Kya pata chala? Saare ladkon ki call details nikali? Kaun tha wo madarchod jisne Sharad ko hamare aane ki khabar di thi?"


Banwari ne darrne ka naatak bohot khoobi se kiya. Usne apni nigahein zameen par gaad li. "Bhaiya, chaan-been toh poori chal rahi hai. Sabki call details nikalwa li hain, ladkon se pooch-taach bhi ki hai... par abhi tak kuch thos (solid) nahi mila. Kisi ke phone se Jaunpur ka koi connection samne nahi aaya. Lagta hai kisi ne bohot safaai se kaam kiya hai."


Munna ne ek bhayanak gaali di aur paas rakhi ek kursi ko laat maar kar gira diya. "Toh kya hawa mein khabar ud ke gayi thi? Dhoondh use Banwari! Agar mujhe wo gaddar nahi mila, toh main apne hi ladkon ko beech chaurahe par zinda jala dunga!"


"Mil jayega bhaiya, thoda waqt dijiye," Banwari ne haath jodte hue kaha. Par andar hi andar wo muskura raha tha. Uske dimaag mein Pranali ki wo gori, nangi chhatiyan aur us din gadi mein chhutti hui uski gili silk panty ghoom rahi thi. Use ehsaas ho raha tha ki ab uske haath mein Munna se bhi badi power lag chuki hai.


Munna ne ek gehri saans li aur apne baalon mein haath phera. Gusse aur frustration ko kam karne ke liye use apni us gudiya ki zaroorat thi jiske jism ko noch kar wo apna saara stress nikalta tha. "Sahar mein abhi bohot tension hai. Sharad chup baithne walon mein se nahi hai. Par in sab ke beech mujhe thoda sukoon chahiye." Munna ne Banwari ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ab gusse ki jagah ek thandi hawas thi. "Kal Pranali ko haveli bula lena. Kehna uske don ne yaad kiya hai... kuch 'khaas' baat karni hai."


Banwari ki dhadkan ek second ke liye tezz ho gayi. Pranali ko aaj tak Munna ne kisi hotel ya uske ghar ke aas-paas akele mein bulaya tha, par seedha Tripathi Haveli? Din ke ujaale mein? Ye Pranali ke liye ek bohot bada darr ka paigam tha, par Banwari ke liye ek sunehra mauka.


"Ji bhaiya," Banwari ne gardan hilayi. "Main kal madam ko khud lene jaunga. Unhe safely haveli pahuncha dunga." Banwari wahan se palat kar bahar nikal gaya. Haveli ki seedhiyan utarte waqt uske hothon par ek ghinoni muskurahat aayi. Kal safar mein wo Pranali ko akele uski gaddari ka sach batayega. Malika ko gherne ka isse behtar mauka nahi mil sakta tha.


Udhar, Tripathi Haveli se meelon door, Pranali ke ghar mein ek ajeeb si ghutan aur shanti thi. Dophar ka waqt tha. Pranali kitchen mein khadi sabzi kaat rahi thi, par uske haath automatically chal rahe the. Uska poora dimaag Sharad ki us aakhri call par atka hua tha. Sharad ne kaha tha ki wo uske liye Mirzapur aayega, us darinde se use azaad karayega. Pranali ka dil ye soch kar hi kaanp jata tha ki agar Sharad yahan aaya, toh Munna use zinda nahi chhodega. Aur uske pet mein pal rahe is do hafte ke bache ka kya hoga?


Hospital mein doctor ke batane ke baad Soham toh khushi se phoola nahi sama raha tha, par Pranali ke jism aur aatma dono toot chuke the. Pregnancy ki wajah se uski tabiyat har waqt kharab rehti thi. Uski chhatiyan aur zyada bhari aur sensitive ho gayi thi, bra ka kapda tak chubhta tha. Uski kamariya aur pet ke nichle hisse mein ek mitha-mitha dard aur bhari-pan rehta tha, jise wo har waqt Soham se chupane ki koshish karti thi taaki Soham ko uski asal halat (physical weakness aur darr) ka pata na chale. Use lagta tha wo apne pati ko bacha rahi hai.


"Jaan... kya soch rahi ho itna?"


Soham ne piche se aakar uski kamar mein haath daala aur apni thoddi (chin) uske kandhe par rakh di. Pranali halke se chonki, par usne khud ko sambhal liya.


"Kuch nahi... bas thodi thakaan lag rahi hai," Pranali ne muskurane ki koshish ki.


Soham ne uske pet par bohot hi naram haath phera. "Doctor ne aaram karne ko bola hai na. Tum baitho, main banata hoon aage ka khana."


Pranali ko Soham ka ye pyaar aur fikar dekh kar apne upar itni ghin aati thi ki uski aankhon mein aansu aa jate the. Ek taraf wo is masoom aadmi ki peeth peeche do-do mafiyon ke bistar garam kar chuki thi, aur ye aadmi uske pet mein pal rahe us paap ko apna khoon samajh kar pyaar luta raha tha.



Tabhi, dining table par rakha Soham ka phone lagatar vibrate hone laga. Bzzzz... Bzzzz... Bzzzz.


Pranali ki nazar phone par gayi. Pichle do din se usne notice kiya tha ki Soham ka phone aam dino se bohot zyada baj raha tha. Aur jab bhi phone bajta, Soham ka chehra ek dum se tense ho jata aur wo jaldi se phone utha kar bahar chala jata.


"Aapka phone baj raha hai Soham. Kisi client ka hai kya?" Pranali ne ajeeb si bechaini ke sath pucha.


Soham ne jaldi se apna haath Pranali ki kamar se hataya. Uske chehre par aayi wo micro-second ki badlaw aur coldness Pranali ki nazron se nahi chhupi. "Haan... wo naye tour aur contract ke silsile mein hai. Main baat karke aata hoon, tum aaram karo."


Soham ne phone uthaya aur tezi se balcony ki taraf chala gaya. Balcony ka darwaza usne piche se thoda sa bhed (partially close) diya. Pranali wahi kitchen slab ke paas khadi rahi. Uske dimaag mein ek choti si shak ki chingaari dabi. Soham ki body language ek 'worried husband' wali nahi, balki kisi aise aadmi ki lag rahi thi jo kuch bohot bada chupa raha ho. 'Kya use kisi baat ka shak ho gaya hai? Ya wo apne kisi naye problem mein phasa hai?' Pranali ne darrte hue socha.


Balcony mein andhera ghir raha tha. Soham akela khada tha. Usne apne face par se wo masoom pati ka mask poori tarah utaar phenka tha. Uske hothon par ek shaitani muskurahat thi aur aankhon mein karodo rupaye ka lalach. Usne apna message khola. Sharad ka message tha: "Wo dar rahi hai. Use lag raha hai main Mirzapur aake khud ko maar dalunga. Usne mujhe kasam di hai. Humara plan kaam kar raha hai."


Soham ne apne burner phone ke keypad par tezi se type kiya. Uske chehre par ek aisi dark satisfaction thi jo kisi darinde ki hoti hai apni hi biwi ko tabah hote hue dekh kar.


"She's cracking..." Soham ne text kiya. "Uske dimaag mein darr aur guilt uski aatma ko andar se kha raha hai. Wo completely tootne ki kagaar par hai. Munna us par aur pressure banayega. Thoda aur wait kar Sharad. Uska har ek aansu aur uska bacha, hamare 100 crore ke empire ki eenth banega."


Send ka button dabate hi Soham ne phone wapas pocket mein daala aur ek lamba kash hawa ka andar kheencha. Mirzapur ki aabo-hawa mein ab use maut nahi, balki paise aur power ki mehak aati thi.


Raat kafi gehri ho chuki thi. Bistar par Soham gehri neend mein hone ka naatak karte hue so raha tha. Kamre mein sirf night lamp ki dhundli roshni thi. Pranali ki aankhein abhi bhi khuli thi. Uski nighty ghutno tak upar sarki hui thi aur uske dono pair halke se khule the. Uska poora jism, Munna aur Sharad dono ke alag-alag sparsh (touch) ki yaadon aur naye darr se lagatar jal raha tha.


Usne apne dono haath halke se apne nange, thode se ubhre hue pet par rakhe. Uske andar ki wo jaan abhi bohot choti thi, par uski mojoodgi ne Pranali ke wajood ko hila kar rakh diya tha. Usne ek taraf sote hue Soham ko dekha, phir apni aankhein band kar li.



"Main sab sambhal lungi," Pranali ne bilkul dhimi, kaanpti hui aawaz mein apne pet ko sehlate hue phusphusaya. "Chaahe mujhe Munna ke saare zulm sehne padein... chaahe mujhe khud ko kitna bhi bechna pade. Main kisi ko aanch nahi aane dungi. Bas tu safe reh."


Us raat, andhere kamre mein leti us akeli aurat ko ye zara bhi nahi pata tha ki kal ki subah uske liye Tripathi Haveli ka maut jaisa bulawa lekar aane wali hai, aur raste mein Banwari uski bachi kuchi aukaat bhi nochne wala hai. Shatranj ki is baazi mein pyade (pawns) khud ko wazir samajhne ki galti kar rahe the, jabki asli khiladi sote hue bhi apni chaal chal chuka tha.

Agli subah ka suraj Mirzapur ke liye bhale hi ek aam din lekar aaya tha, par Pranali ke liye wo kisi bhayanak saza ke farmaan jaisa tha. Tripathi Haveli se bulava aa chuka tha. Munna ka aadesh tha ki use aaj haveli aana hoga, aur is farmaan ko taalna maut ko bulawa dene jaisa tha. Pranali kaale shishe wali SUV ki pichli seat par baithi thar-thar kaanp rahi thi. Driver seat par Banwari tha, jiski hawasi aur kamini nigahein lagatar rearview mirror se Pranali ke jism ko taad rahi thi. Pranali ne ek simple, fike rang ka salwar suit pehna hua tha aur apne dupatte ko apni gardan ke chaaron taraf bohot kas ke lapeta hua tha. Wo sirf apne ubhre hue, sensitive uroj (breasts) ko nahi chupa rahi thi, balki us dupatte ke theek niche Munna ka pehnaya hua wo kaala 'M' pendant tha. Wo pendant uske gale mein kisi jalte hue lohe ke patte ki tarah chubh raha tha. Use darr tha ki haveli mein kisi ki nazar us par pad gayi, toh Kaleen Bhaiya ko Munna ki is 'kamzori' ka pata chal jayega. Gadi Tripathi Haveli ke vishal lohe ke gate ke andar dakhil hui. Hathiyaron se lais gundon aur us badi si haveli ke khauf ne Pranali ki saansein atka di thi.



Andar dakhil hote hi ek naukar ne use bina kuch bole upar ki manzil ki taraf ishara kiya. Munna ka kamra. Pranali ke nange paon jab us thande marble par pad rahe the, toh use apni har dhadkan kaan mein sunayi de rahi thi. Kamre ka darwaza adhkula tha. Pranali ne kaampte haathon se darwaza push kiya aur andar aayi. Kamra bohot bada tha, jisme mehangi sharaab, barood, aur Munna ke heavy cologne ki mixed smell thi. Munna khidki ke paas khada tha, usne sirf ek track pant pehni thi aur uski chaati nangi thi. Darwaze ki aawaz sunkar wo palta. Uski aankhon mein aaj wo hamesha wali hawas nahi thi, balki ek thandi, khatarnaak chhaan-been (interrogation) wali nigaah thi. Usne aage badhkar darwaza andar se lock kar diya.


"Munna ji..." Pranali ki aawaz uske gale mein hi ghut gayi.


Munna ek dum se aage aaya aur usne Pranali ko deewar se sata kar daba diya. Uska ek mazboot haath Pranali ki gardan ke paas uske dupatte ko kaste hue tik gaya. Pranali darr ke maare siskari lene lagi.



"Sach bata," Munna ki aawaz bilkul dhimi par zeher se bhari thi. "Sharad Shukla ke baare mein kya jaanti hai tu?"


Pranali ke pairo tale zameen khisak gayi. Uska dil ek second ke liye dhadakna bhool gaya. Use pata chal gaya? Kya Banwari ne kuch bata diya? Ya Sharad ne kuch kiya? Par Pranali ek aurat thi jo apne bache aur apni bachi-kuchi izzat ko bachane ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak ja sakti thi. Usne apni aankhon mein aansu bhar liye, uska poora jism sakhon ki tarah kaanpne laga. Wo naatak nahi kar rahi thi, uska darr bilkul asli tha.


"M-Munna ji... mujhe bohot darr lag raha hai... chhod dijiye mujhe," Pranali fafak kar rone lagi. "Main... main kis Sharad ki baat kar rahe hain aap? Main toh yahan kisi ko nahi jaanti. Mera toh ghar se nikalna band hai... main toh bas aapse darti hoon. Mujhe nahi pata aap kiske baare mein pooch rahe hain." Uski badi-badi aankhon se aansu beh kar Munna ke haath par girne lage.


Munna ne apni aag jaisi nazron se Pranali ki aatma ko padhne ki koshish ki. Maqbool ne uske dimaag mein shak daala tha, par uske saamne khadi ye aurat itni dari hui, itni lachaar thi ki Munna ka mardana guroor jeet gaya. Use laga ki ye weak, gharelu aurat jo uske lund ke aage ghutne tek deti hai, wo kisi don ke sath milkar gaddari kaise kar sakti hai. Munna ki pakad dheemi pad gayi. Uska shak hawas ke aage dabne laga.


"Sahi keh rahi hai tu... teri aukaat hi nahi hai ki tu us lomdi ke sath mil sake," Munna ne dhire se kaha. Par usne Pranali ko chhoda nahi. Usne apne dono haath Pranali ki kamar par rakhe aur use ek jhatke mein apne nange, sakht jism se chipka liya. Pranali ke muh se ek be-ikhtiyar 'ahhh' nikal gayi. Munna ka lund uski pant ke andar sakht ho raha tha aur seedha Pranali ke pet se ragad kha raha tha.


Munna ne uski gardan se dupatta hata diya aur us 'M' pendant ko apni ungli se sehlaya. Phir uske rough haath Pranali ke suit ke upar se hi uski bhari chhatiyon par gaye aur unhe be-reham tareeke se masal diya. Pregnancy ki wajah se sensitive ho chuke uroj par is rough touch se Pranali ke jism mein ek dard-bhari lubaavdi jhanjhanahat daud gayi. Uski pussy darr aur us brutal dominance ki aadi hone ki wajah se achanak gili hone lagi.


"Bhari ho rahi hai tu aaj kal," Munna ne uske kaan ke paas apne hoth ragadte hue phusphusaya, uske daant Pranali ki earlobe ko kaat rahe the. "Yaad rakhna, ye jism, ye mehak, aur ye jaan... sirf Munna Tripathi ki property hai. Agar kisi aur ne ispe nazar bhi daali, toh uski aankhein noch lunga aur tujhe zinda jala dunga. Tu meri hai."


Munna ne ek gehra, gila kiss Pranali ki gardan par kiya jahan usne apna nishaan chhoda tha. Aaj wo use poori tarah nahi bhog raha tha kyunki niche baithak mein use Kaleen Bhaiya ke sath meeting karni thi. Usne Pranali ko piche dhakela. "Ab nikal yahan se. Par taiyaar rehna, agla bulava jaldi aayega."



Pranali ladkhadati hui, rote hue us kamre se aur us bhayanak haveli se bahar nikal aayi. Uska jism ande ki tarah tharra raha tha. Use mehsoos ho gaya tha ki Munna ke andar shak ka beej bo diya gaya hai, aur ab wo kisi bhi waqt phat sakta hai.


Wo auto lekar seedha apne ghar pahunchi. Ghar mein Soham nahi tha. Wo jaise hi apne bed par giri, uske phone ki screen light up hui. Ek naya message tha. Number save nahi tha, par DP dekh kar uski rooh kaanp gayi. Ye Banwari tha.


"Haveli mein toh aaj bach gayi madam. Par Jaunpur wale aashiq ka raaz abhi mere paas hai. Kal raat 10 baje mere ghar aana, piche wali gali se. Sirf 'baat' karenge... abhi. Agar nakhre dikhaye, toh Munna bhaiya ko Sharad aur tumhari kahani main khud suna dunga."


Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot kar bed par gir gaya. Uski saansein atak gayi thi. Fanda poori tarah kas chuka tha. Ek lowly, ghinona driver ab use blackmail kar raha tha. Use pata tha ki Banwari sirf 'baat' karne nahi bula raha. Uska kya irada tha, ye uski hawasi nazron se Pranali pehle hi samajh chuki thi. Wo bed par ghutno ke bal baith gayi aur apne chehre ko haathon se chupa kar fafak-fafak kar rone lagi.


Kuch der baad, ghar ki doorbell baji. Pranali ne jaldi se apne aansu poche. Samne Shubha khadi thi. Shubha, uski wahi 'desi' saheli jo hamesha uski fikar karne ka naatak karti thi. Shubha ne aate hi Pranali ko gale laga liya aur use rone diya. Pranali ne uske kandhe par sarr rakh kar apna saara dard baha diya—Munna ka darr, Banwari ka message, sab kuch (halanki pregnancy ka sach usne abhi bhi chupa rakha tha). Shubha uske baal sehla rahi thi, use dilaasa de rahi thi, par Shubha ki aankhon mein koi humdardi nahi thi.



Shubha ke wahan se nikalne ke theek das minute baad, Soham jo apne ek posh cafe mein baitha mehangi black coffee pi raha tha, uske phone par ek text pop-up hua.


Shubha ka message tha: "Wo buri tarah toot rahi hai Soham. Haveli se aane ke baad aur apne driver ke threat ke baad wo completely sadme mein hai. Uski himmat jawab de rahi hai. She's breaking... one more push."


Soham ne message padha aur uske chehre par ek behad thandi, shaitani muskurahat aa gayi. Usne apne coffee ka sip liya aur screen par type kiya: "Perfect. Use lagna chahiye ki is poori duniya mein use bachane wala koi nahi hai. Uska ye darr aur uski ye hawas hi use Mirzapur ki gaddi tak le jayegi, aur us gaddi ki chaabi mere haath mein hogi. Keep watching her." Soham ne phone table par rakha. Apni biwi ko hawas ke bhediyon ke aage nanga fenk kar, wo apni aane wali 100 crore ki empire ka jashn akele hi mana raha tha.


Raat ka waqt tha. Kamre mein andhera chhaya hua tha. Soham apne bed par Pranali ki taraf peeth karke gehri neend mein hone ka naatak kar raha tha. Pranali abhi tak jaag rahi thi. Usne dheere se karwat li, Soham ki taraf ek dard bhari nazar daali, aur phir apna haath apne nighty ke upar se apne nange, halke se bhari pet par rakh liya. Uski aankhon se garm aansu beh kar takiye mein jazb ho rahe the.


"Yeh sab kab khatam hoga?" Pranali ne aawaz ko bilkul daba kar, siskate hue apne pet mein pal rahe bache se phusphusaya. "Mujhe nahi pata main aur kitna girungi, kis-kis ke aage apne kapde utarungi... par main sab sambhal lungi. Tumhare papa (Soham) bohot masoom hain, main unhe kuch nahi hone dungi. Bas tu safe reh."


Andhere mein, ek biwi apne us pati ko bachane ki kasmein kha rahi thi, jisne khud use bazaar mein bech diya tha. Mirzapur ke is khel mein ab darr, hawas, aur sabse bade dhoke ki deewarein poori tarah band ho chuki thi.

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Pura din kisi bhayanak sapne ki tarah guzar raha tha. Mirzapur ke aasmaan par dhoop thi, par Pranali ke andar sirf ek ghup andhera aur maut ka darr chhaya hua tha. Aaj usne bistar se uthne ki himmat bhi nahi ki. Pregnancy ki shuruati nausea aur Banwari ki blackmailing ne uski rooh ko nichod kar rakh diya tha. Usne khud ko kamre mein band kar liya tha aur Soham se poori tarah bachaav (avoid) kar rahi thi.



Soham dopehar mein uske liye ek bowl soup lekar aaya tha. Usne bohot hi fikar-mand, masoom pati ka naatak karte hue Pranali ke maathe par haath rakha tha, "Jaan, bukhar toh nahi hai? Subah se kuch khaya nahi tumne, bache ke liye theek nahi hai." Pranali ne darr aur guilt se apni aankhein chura li thi. Uska dil chahta tha ki wo Soham ke seene se lag kar sab ugal de, par use lagta tha ki is tuchhi, gandi underworld ki hawas se uske shareef pati ko door rehna chahiye. Jab Pranali ne soup peene se mana kiya, toh Soham kamre se bahar chala gaya. Darwaza band hote hi Soham ke hothon par ek thandi, shaitani muskurahat aa gayi thi. Wo janta tha ki Pranali toot rahi hai, aur yahi uske 100-crore ke masterplan ki sabse badi jeet thi. Par Pranali in sab se bekhabar, apne hi banaye darr ke jaal mein ghut rahi thi.




Uska phone bistar par pada tha, jo lagatar uski dhadkano ke sath sync mein vibrate ho raha tha.


Banwari ka teesra message aa chuka tha. Screen par flash hote un shabdon ne Pranali ka khoon barf kar diya tha:


"Madam, raat ke 10 baje ka time yaad hai na? Aaj raat pichli gali mein nahi aayi, toh kal subah Munna bhaiya ke phone par Jaunpur wale aashiq ki saari detail aur tumhari gaddari ka kissa hoga. Munna bhaiya gusse mein pehle tumhara pet faadenge, phir tumhare masoom pati ki gardan kaatenge."


Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot gaya. Uski saansein itni tezz chalne lagi ki use asthme ke mareez jaisa mehsoos hone laga. Uske dimaag ki nasein phatne ko taiyaar thi. Wo kya kare? Kiske paas jaye?


Usne ek pal ke liye socha ki wo sidha Tripathi Haveli jaye aur Munna ko sab sach bata de. Par agle hi second Munna ka wo khoonkhaar, darinda chehra uske dimaag mein ghoom gaya. Munna ko apne dominance par itna guroor tha ki agar use pata chala ki uski 'property', uski 'malika' ne uski peeth peeche Sharad Shukla ke sath bistar garam kiya hai aur use Jaunpur ki khabar leak ki hai, toh Munna uska wajood mita dega. Munna use zinda jalane se pehle uske pet mein pal rahe is do hafte ke bache ko noch kar nikal dega.


Toh kya wo Sharad ko call kare? Pranali ne kaampte haathon se phone uthaya, par phir wapas rakh diya. Sharad aashiq zaroor tha (kam se kam Pranali yahi manti thi), par wo ab kamzor pad chuka tha. Agar Pranali ne use Banwari ki is dhamki ke baare mein bataya, toh Sharad bina soche-samjhe Mirzapur chala aayega. Aur yahan aate hi Munna ki fauj use bhun (roast) degi. Apne bache ke (shayad) baap ko wo maut ke kuye mein kaise dhakel sakti thi?


Aur Soham? Apna masoom, anjaan pati? Pranali ne rona shuru kar diya. "Nahi... main unhe is sab mein nahi ghasit sakti. Wo toh itne achhe hain ki dusre ke bache ko apna khoon samajh kar khush ho rahe hain. Main unki jaan khatre mein nahi daal sakti." Usne apne hi haathon se apne saare raaste band kar liye the. Use bachane wala koi nahi tha. Use apni aukaat ek tuchche, hawasi driver ke pairo mein dabani hi thi.


Raat ke 9:30 baj chuke the.


Kamre mein andhera tha. Soham apni side karwat liye, gehri neend ka naatak kar raha tha. Pranali bathroom mein aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Usne apna nightgown utara aur ek bohot hi purana, dhila-dhala, aur fika sa brown salwar suit pehan liya. Usne na koi bindi lagayi, na koi makeup. Wo aaj kisi don ki 'malika' bankar nahi, balki ek majboor randi bankar ek naukar ke bistar par jane ke liye taiyaar ho rahi thi.


Aaine mein khud ko dekhte hue uske jism mein ek ajeeb si jhurjhuri daud gayi. Use Munna ka brutal lund yaad aaya, Sharad ke naram hoth yaad aaye... aur ab? Ab Banwari ke paan-khaye gande hoth aur uski moti, baddhi ungliyan uske is sensitive, pregnant jism ko nochne wali thi. Ye soch kar hi Pranali ko ulti (vomit) aane lagi. Par is extreme psychological torture, is bhayanak degradation aur humiliation ne uske dimaag ke us dark hisse par waar kiya tha, jahan darr aur hawas aapas mein jud chuke the. Banwari jaise nichle darje ke aadmi ke aage apne kapde utaarne ka khayal uski pussy mein ek gandi, sharamnaak gili-pan (wetness) paida kar raha tha, jise mehsoos karke Pranali ko khud par ghin aa rahi thi.


Wo dabe paon bathroom se bahar aayi. Ghar ke main darwaze tak pahunchi. Usne door-latch par apna kaanpta hua haath rakha. Bahar kutton ke bhonkne ki aawaz aa rahi thi. Use bas ye darwaza kholna tha aur do gali chhod kar Banwari ke gande aur ghutan bhare kamre mein jaana tha, jahan wo hawasi bhediya apna lund bahar nikal kar uski is gori chamdi ka intezaar kar raha hoga.



Par darwaze ka handle ghumate hi Pranali ke pet mein ek halki si ainth (cramp) hui. Uska maternal instinct (maa banne ka ehsaas) achanak uske darr par haawi ho gaya.


"Nahi..." Pranali ne phusphusate hue apna haath piche kheench liya. Uski saansein bhari ho rahi thi. "Main aaj nahi jaa sakti. Main us gande aadmi ke haath khud par... is halat mein nahi lagne de sakti. Mujhe sochne ke liye waqt chahiye. Mujhe koi raasta nikalna hoga."


Uski himmat poori tarah jawab de gayi. Darwaze ke theek paas zameen par baith kar usne apna phone nikala. Uske dono angoothe thar-thar kaanp rahe the jab usne Banwari ki chat open ki. Usne apni poori izzat, apna guroor mitti mein milate hue us driver ko bheekh mangte hue type kiya:


"Main aaj nahi aa paungi... meri tabiyat bohot kharab hai. Kal aungi... please, mujhe ek din aur de do. Please."


Message send hote hi wo apne ghutno mein sarr dekar rone lagi. Wo apni maut ko sirf kuch ghanto ke liye aage badha rahi thi. Uska dil dhol ki tarah baj raha tha, is intezaar mein ki Banwari ka kya jawab aayega. Kya wo abhi Munna ko bata dega? Kya aaj hi raat uske ghar mein khoon ki holi kheli jayegi?


Do lambe, khaufnaak minute baad phone ki screen vibrate hui.


Banwari ka reply tha:


"Theek hai bhabhi ji. Ek din aur diya. Par kal agar aap nahi aayi... toh parso subah main aapko nangi karke, bich chaurahe par Munna bhaiya ke aage phekunga. Phir dekhte hain aapka ye Jaunpur wala aashiq aur aapka masoom pati aapko kaise bachata hai. Game over ho jayega kal. Taiyaar rehna."


Pranali wahin thandi zameen par dher ho gayi. Usne apne dono haathon se apne pet ko kas ke pakad liya aur siskate hue andhere mein bolne lagi, "Main kya karu bhagwan? Main kahan jaaun? Mujhe bacha lo..."


Ek aurat, jo shahar ki Malika ban sakti thi, wo aaj apne hi ghar ki chaukhat par bebas hokar apne shikaariyon se ek aakhri din ki bheekh maang rahi thi. Aur theek bedroom ki deewar ke us paar, uska pati, uska apna Soham, aankhein khole andhere mein muskura raha tha. Khel ab apne sabse bhayanak mor par aa chuka tha.

Suraj dhal chuka tha aur Mirzapur ki sadkon par andhera utar aaya tha. Pranali ke ghar ke andar ek ajeeb sa sannata tha. Usne apne kaanpte haathon se ek chhote se bag mein apni ek nighty aur kuch zaroori saamaan rakha. Uska dil uski pasliyon se takra raha tha. Usne aaine mein khud ko dekha—chehre par hawaiyaan udi hui thi, aankhon ke niche darr ke kaale ghere the, aur pet mein pal rahe bache ki wajah se ek ajeeb si thakaan thi. Usne ek bohot hi fika, purana brown rang ka salwar suit pehna tha, jisme wo apne jism ke har ubhaar ko chupane ki nakam koshish kar rahi thi.



Soham bed par aaram se let kar TV dekh raha tha. Pranali ne apne bag ki chain band ki aur ek gehri saans lekar uske paas aayi.


"Soham... mujhe aaj raat Shubha ke ghar rukna padega," Pranali ne apni aawaz ko normal rakhne ki poori koshish ki, par uske lafz halke se ladkhada gaye. "Uski tabiyat bohot kharab hai, shayad depression... wo akele ro rahi thi phone par. Mujhe uske paas jana hoga."


Soham ne TV se nazar hatayi aur Pranali ko dekha. Ek aam pati is waqt sawal karta, fikar karta, par Soham ki aankhon mein ek bohot hi gehri, shaitani chamak thi jo Pranali apne darr ke maare dekh nahi paayi. Soham achhi tarah jaanta tha ki Shubha bilkul theek hai, kyunki Shubha uski hi khareedi hui jasoos thi. Use pata tha ki uski biwi kisi aur gande daldal mein utarne ja rahi hai.


"Arre... bechari Shubha," Soham ne bohot hi makkari bhare masoom tone mein kaha. Usne bistar se uth kar Pranali ke mathe ko chooma. "Tum jao jaan. Uska khayal rakho. Main yahan Aarav aur ghar sambhal lunga. Par apna bhi dhyan rakhna, tum khud pregnancy ki weakness se guzar rahi ho."


Pranali ke andar guilt ka ek bhayanak jwalamukhi phat pada. Usne darr aur sharam se Soham ke gale lag kar apni aankhein band kar li. 'Main kitni gandi aurat hoon... mere pati ko mujh par kitna bharosa hai, aur main ek driver ke bistar par apni aukaat girane ja rahi hoon.' Usne Soham ko bye kaha aur ghar se bahar nikal gayi. Darwaza band hote hi Soham ne apna phone nikala aur Shubha ko message kiya: "Plan ke hisaab se sab theek hai. Wo nikal gayi hai apni bali chadhane."


Raat ke 10 bajne wale the. Mirzapur ke us pichde, gande ilake ki galiyon mein kutton ke bhonkne aur naaliyon ki sadaan (smell) ke ilawa kuch nahi tha. Pranali apne dupatte se apna chehra chupaye, dabe pairo se chal rahi thi. Uske har kadam ke sath uske jism ki thartharahat badhti ja rahi thi. Use apni saansein itni bhari lag rahi thi jaise usne maut ka kafan pehan liya ho.


Aakhir kaar, wo us sune aur tute-phoote quarter ke saamne pahunchi. Ye Banwari ka ghar tha. Khidki se ek dhundli, peeli bulb ki roshni chhan kar bahar aa rahi thi. Pranali ne kaanpte haathon se lakdi ke us purane darwaze par halki si dastak di.


Khat... Khat.



Darwaza turant khula. Saamne Banwari khada tha. Usne sirf ek purani, maili si lungi aur banyan pehni hui thi. Uske hothon par paan ke laal daag the aur uski nigaahon mein ek aisi bhayanak, bhookhi hawas thi jise dekh kar kisi bhi aurat ki rooh kaanp jaye. Banwari ne Pranali ko upar se niche tak kisi janwar ki tarah taada.


"Aaiye bhabhi ji... banjare ke is gareeb khane mein, Mirzapur ki Malika ka swagat hai," Banwari ne ek ghinoni muskurahat ke sath rasta chhod diya.


Pranali darrte-darrte andar dakhil hui. Kamra bohot chhota tha. Wahan ghutan thi. Hawa mein sasti desi sharab (liquor), beedi ke dhuyein, aur paseene ki aisi sadaan thi ki Pranali ko aate hi ubkaai (nausea) aane lagi. Kamre ke beech mein ek purani khatiya (cot) thi jispar ek maili chadar bichi thi, aur kone mein sharab ki khali botlein padi thi.


Banwari ne darwaze ki kundi lagayi. Khatak. Wo aawaz Pranali ke dimaag mein kisi hathode ki tarah baji.


"Mujhe... mujhe proof dikhao," Pranali ne apne darr ko chupa kar, apni bachi-kuchi izzat aur akad ke sath pucha. "Tumhare paas kya saboot hai? Aur tumhe kitne paise chahiye ise khatam karne ke liye?"


Banwari hassa. Ek bohot hi bhaddi, gandi hansi. Wo aaram se khatiya par baith gaya aur apni taangein faila li. Usne apne phone ki screen on ki aur Pranali ki taraf ghumayi.


Screen par call logs the, aur uske sath ek video clip thi jo usne us raat warehouse ke attack ke waqt apne kisi khabri se banwayi thi ya record ki thi—jisme Sharad ke ladke aapas mein baat kar rahe the ki "Madam ne pehle hi khabar de di thi." Aur sabse bada saboot, Pranali ke bank se nikalkar auto lene ki wo CCTV footage thi jo Banwari ne nikalwa li thi, jisme time stamp theek Jaunpur attack se pehle ka tha jab Pranali ne ghabra kar call kiya tha.


"Munna bhaiya ko is sab ka aadha bhi dikha diya na bhabhi ji... toh bhaiya aapki is gori chamdi ki khal udhed kar usme bhoosa bhar denge," Banwari ne apna phone wapas pocket mein daala. Usne ek beedi jalayi aur dhuaan Pranali ke chehre ki taraf chhoda. "Paise toh mujhe chahiye hi nahi. Banwari ke paas ab wo daulat aayi hai jiske aage paise ki koi aukaat nahi."


Banwari ne apni aankhein choti ki aur bed ko thapthapaya. "Baitho yahan... mere paas."

Pranali wahi khadi rahi. Uske aansu ab rukne ka naam nahi le rahe the. "Please... Banwari ji, please mujhe chhod dijiye. Main aapse haath jodti hoon. Mere pet mein... meri tabiyat theek nahi hai. Main aapke pair pakadti hoon, ye saboot delete kar dijiye." Wo rote hue uske saamne zameen par baithne ko taiyaar thi.


"Arre arre, zameen par kyun? Bhabhi ji, aap toh Munna bhaiya ki god mein uchalne wali cheez hain," Banwari achanak khatiya se utha. Usne aage badhkar Pranali ke dono kandhe kas ke pakde. Uski pakad itni sakht thi ki Pranali ke muh se dabi hui cheekh nikal gayi. Banwari ne use khinch kar khatiya par apne theek bagal mein bitha liya.


Banwari uske itne kareeb tha ki uske gande paan aur sharab ki mehak se Pranali ka gala ghutne laga.



"Bohot aukaat dikhati thi na tu bank mein aur haveli mein?" Banwari ne apna khuradara (rough) haath Pranali ki peeth par rakha aur use zabardasti apne kareeb dabaya. "Par us din SUV mein maine sab dekha tha. Jab bhaiya ka mota lund tere andar ja raha tha, toh tu kaise kutiya ki tarah haanp rahi thi. Teri chhatiyan us transparent nighty ke andar se aise uchal rahi thi jaise bahar aane ko bechain ho. Aur teri wo gili silk ki panty... aah, use soongh kar main is poore kamre ko gila kar chuka hoon."


"Chhi... chup raho! Bhagwan ke liye chup raho!" Pranali ne rote hue apne dono kaan band kar liye. Uski siskariyan kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Ye humiliation uske kisi bhi physical torture se zyada bhayanak thi. Ek driver uske samne uske jism ki aisi gandi details bata raha tha.


"Chup kyun rahun? Aaj toh sirf baatein shuru hui hain," Banwari ne uske haath kaan se hataye. Uska lund lungi ke andar poori tarah sakht hokar khada ho chuka tha aur wo jaanboojh kar Pranali ki jaangh se use touch kar raha tha. "Pata hai mera lund Munna bhaiya jitna bada nahi hai, par is kamine mein aag bohot hai bhabhi ji."


Banwari ka haath dheere se Pranali ki peeth se sarak kar uski kamar par aaya, aur wahan se usne Pranali ke suit ke upar se hi uske pet ko halke se dabaya. Pranali ek dum se sikud gayi, use darr tha ki kahin Banwari ko uski pregnancy ka pata na chal jaye. Par Banwari ka maqsad kuch aur tha. Uska haath pet se hota hua seedha Pranali ki bhaari, kassi hui chhati (breast) par gaya aur usne suit ke upar se hi use be-reham tareeke se apne panje mein bhar kar masal diya.



"Aah! Nahi... chhod do!" Pranali buri tarah machal uthi, par Banwari ne uski dono kalaaiyon (wrists) ko apne ek mazboot haath mein jakad liya aur use piche bistar par dhakel diya.


Banwari uske theek upar jhuka hua tha. Uski bhookhi, darawni aankhein Pranali ke aasuon se bheege chehre ko dekh kar aur zyada hawas se bhar gayi. Darr, lachaari, aur ek ameer, khubsoorat aurat ka uske bistar par tootna Banwari ko poori tarah jannat ka maza de raha tha.


"Munna bhaiya ne tera meetha ras piya hai... aaj ye Banwari bhi thoda chakh le," Banwari gurraya.


Usne Pranali ke sarr ke piche apna haath lagaya, uske baalon ko kassa, aur apna ganda, sharab aur tambaku se bhara badboodar muh seedha Pranali ke naram hothon par daba diya.


Pranali ki aankhein phat gayi. Uski rooh jaise jism chhod kar chali gayi. Banwari ke gande hoth aur uski khuradari zabaan Pranali ke muh ke andar ghusne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Pranali ne uski chhati par mukke maare, apna sarr jhatakne ki koshish ki, par Banwari poore jaanwar ki tarah use daba kar uske hothon ko noch raha tha. Uski zabaan par paan ka wo kachra aur sharab ka kadwapan Pranali ke muh mein ghulne laga. Ye kiss pyar ya passion ka nahi tha; ye absolute dominance, zillat (degradation), aur blackmail ka sabse khaufnaak hissa tha.



Pranali ke jism ki saari taakat khatam ho gayi. Usne rona shuru kar diya jab Banwari ki zabaan uske hothon ko chaat rahi thi. Uski pussy darr aur is bhayanak degradation ke mixed signals se andi ho chuki thi. Wo pregnant thi, Munna ki property thi, Sharad ki aashiq thi, aur Soham ki biwi thi... par is waqt, is gande kamre mein, wo sirf is driver ki ghulam thi.




Kuch seconds ke lambe torture ke baad Banwari ne apne hoth hataye. Pranali zor-zor se haanp rahi thi, uske hoth sujh gaye the aur unpar Banwari ki gandi thook lagi thi. Usne jaldi se apne dupatte se apna muh raggda, uski siskariyan ruk nahi rahi thi.


Banwari khatiya se utha aur apni lungi ko theek kiya. Uske chehre par ek jeet ki muskurahat thi. Usne ek don ki Malika ki aukaat apne pairo mein la di thi.


"Rona band kar randi," Banwari ne halke se uske gaal par thappad marte hue kaha. "Aaj sirf chakhne ke liye bulaya tha. Teri ye kacchi, dari hui shakal dekhne mein mujhe bada maza aata hai. Ab ye Banwari poori dawat khayega."



Pranali bistar par sikudi hui fafak-fafak kar ro rahi thi. Uska wajood aaj poori tarah mitti mein mil chuka tha, aur sabse bhayanak baat ye thi ki is narak se nikalne ka koi bhi darwaza ab khula nahi tha.

[Rajendra karka]

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