Adultery AAHAT - ek cuckold ki sanak

[exbiixossip2]

hi,
bro..

apki ye mast story hai...

par next story me ek h i n d u ladki phir shadi or phir randi bane m u s l i m land ki.. tab sabse jyada maza ayega...

[sameer.gupta2030]

hi,
bro..

apki ye mast story hai...

par next story me ek h i n d u ladki phir shadi or phir randi bane m u s l i m land ki.. tab sabse jyada maza ayega...

ye pic kaise edit ki please btaoge kya

[RajV]

Badiya story chal rehee bibi aur ma khul ke chudai apne ashiqo se
Aage chal ke ek dusre kee razdar ben jaye saas bahu
mast rehega

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[Rohit]

Lovely and lusty update!

[Abbu ki jaan Ayisha]

zabardast aur manpasand update

[Purvi Mehra]

zabardast,wonderful,mast aur dhamaka update yr):

[Rituparna.]

kamaal ka update

[Kiran85]

Give update bro...Very nice story..plzzz.. Waiting for more and long update..

[Shafe]

Update bro please

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Chapter - 27


Main tazzub mein tha ki Noor ko sirf ammi-abbu ki chinta kyun thi, meri kyun nahi. Ek pal ke liye ghabrahat chha gayi, “Kahin us harami Hira ne mere baare mein to nahi bata diya?” Par main wahan se hata, bistar pe jaakar let gaya, aur sone ka natak karne laga. Kuch hi pal mein Noor kamre mein aayi, drawer se kuch nikaala, aur wapas bahar chali gayi.

Main man hi man hansa, aur sone ka natak jaari rakha. Thodi der baad Noor wapas aayi, AC ko tez kiya, aur mere bagal mein bistar pe baith gayi. Apne aap se bol rahi thi, “Kitna badmash hai yeh ladka, achha hai Rizwan ke abbu chain se so rahe hain.” Woh phone nikaal kar videos dekhne lagi, mere itne kareeb ki uski khushboo mujhe chhed rahi thi.

Main aankhein masalte hue utha. Mujhe dekh Noor ne pyari si muskaan di, “Uth gaye, Rizwan ke abbu? Chalein, khana ban hi gaya hai, aap fresh ho jaiye.” Maine aankhein masal kar nautanki ki, uski taraf dekha, “Achanak aankh lag gayi thi. Kitna baj raha hai?” Noor ne pyar se meri taraf dekha, phone se waqt batate hue boli, “Haan, Hira ne bataya tha ki aap so gaye hain. Abhi sadhe barah bajne wale hain, Rizwan ke abbu.” Uski baat sun main samajh gaya—saale us kameene Hira ne pehle hi use jhut bata diya tha ki main so chuka hoon. Main man hi man hansa, aur Noor ke gulabi honthon ko ghurte hue ek ajeeb si gandh mehsus ki—jab woh bol rahi thi, tab uske mooh se Hira ke lund ki tharki mehak aayi. Main dang reh gaya, andar hi andar hasa—arre, isne to kulla bhi nahi kiya! Yeh soch mera lund pant mein phir kadak ho gaya.

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Gate pe dastak hui to Noor uthi, meri taraf dekha, “Rizwan ke abbu, ready ho jaiyein, main ammi-abbu ko utha deti hoon. Khana tayyar hai.” Main bathroom mein gaya, jhut-muth haath dhoye, aur dining kamre mein chala gaya. Wahan table saja hua tha, Noor aur Hira khana nikaal rahe the. Abbu ne bahar ki sabzi dekhkar poochha, “Ghar mein nahi bana aaj? Bahar se kyun aaya?” Noor ne jawab diya, “Khana thoda jal gaya tha, abbu. Kapde dhalne mein deri ho gayi.” Saaf jhut! Sach to yeh ki lund chusne ke chakkar mein sabzi jala di thi. Main man hi man hansa, jabki woh kameena Hira meri biwi ko tharki nazron se ghurane laga.

Ammi-abbu khane lage, Noor aur Hira side mein khade the. Hira ne meri taraf dekha, bola, “Sahab, chhat pe kuch saaf karna hai, woh kar deta hoon.” Usne dheere se Noor ki taraf ishara kiya, jo sirf maine dekha. Main samajh gaya uska iraada, turant bola, “Noor, upar chali jao, dekh lena sab kaam theek hai. Store ki safai bhi karwa dena.” ‘Store’ shabd sunte hi Ammi jaise current lagakar chaunk gayi, jise dekh main khyaalon mein muskura diya.

Ammi, abbu aur main khane mein masroof hone lage, jabki meri biwi aur woh harami Hira chhat ki taraf ja rahe the. Mera lund bina haath lagaye tan gaya tha.

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Mere sarir me roye khade ho rahe the, main betab tha janane ke liye ke liye ki upar kya gul khilaye jaa rahe hain, par waqt bahut dheere chal raha tha, main jaldi jaldi khana kha raha tha taki main wahan se uth jald-se-jald upar jaa sakun pata karne ki akhir chal kya raha hai. Romach aur lazzat me mere hanth bhi thode thode kanmp rahe the, yahan niche pura khan khane me masroof tha aur usi waqt meri begum upar chat pe rangreliyan mana rahi thi, mere chehre pe thoda thoda muskaan bhi tha, main apne ammi-abbu se anap sanap baatein kar raha tha ghar ka.

Maine jitna jaldi ho saka maine khana khatam kiya aur phir maine jaldi se apne hath dhoye aur phir ammi-abbu jo abhi kha hi rahe the kaha, "main upar dekh ke aa ta hun" jis pe unhone sehmati jatai. Main jaldi se tez kadmo se sidhi chadate hue chhat pe aa gaya, meri nazar sidhe usi kamare pe gayi jahan mujhe yakeen tha meri bibi noor thi apne kameene boyfriend ke sath. Main dheeme kadmo ke sath us kamare ki aur badha, kone pe kadha maine kamare ke andar nazar daali aur andar meri bibi noor thi usi kameene ke sath hi thi.

Main wahin gande sise ki khidki se andar ka nazara dekhane laga, aur meri dil dhakdhak karne lagi, andar wo kamina hira apni jeans pair tak kar ke kiye usi charpai tha jise maine unke liye upar chipaya tha aur jispe meri ammi kuch waqqt pehle leti hui thi. Pair ke paas sarir jhukaye baithi thi meri pyari begum Noor.

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Chapter - 28


Kamre ke andar woh kameena Hira pair failaye baitha tha, uski nangi janghon ke beech meri nazar padi aur dil dhadka—meri pyari, masoom begum Noor ka sir jhuka hua tha, uske lambe baal ek tharki parda banaye, chehra chhupa rahe the. Maine dheere se baal side kiye to nazara saaf hua: meri biwi ke gulabi honth Hira ke kale, danda-sa lund ko jakde, dheeme-dheeme upar-neeche ho rahe the. Woh bade shauq se chus rahi thi, har chusai ke saath gili chhap-chhap ki awaaz goonjti thi. Hira ke muh se siskari nikli, “Ohh, Noor, tu to meri jaan le legi!” Noor ke haath uski janghon ko sehla rahe the, ek haath deewar ka sahara liye, saans tezi se chalne lagi.

Phir Noor ne uska lund muh se nikala, hath mein daboch liya. Uski shaitani gulabi hansi chehre pe khel rahi thi. Hira ko ishq bhari nazron se dekhte hue boli, “Kya jaldi hai, badmash? Itni aag lagi hai kya?” Hira hanfate hue bola, “Arre, baby, nikal kyun liya? Abhi to maza chadha tha, wapas le na!” Noor ne uske bade, gile lund pe hath dheere-dheere ghumaya, muskurate hue kaha, “Pehle bol, kitna pyar karta hai mujhe, tab sochungi!” Hira ne siski bhari, “Jaan, tu bol to tujhe chand-taare tod doon, bas daal na jaldi!” Noor ne haskar uska lund halka sa dabaya, “Chand-taare chhod, yeh bata, ammi-abbu ne pakda to kya karega?” Hira ne tharki hasi di, “Unko bol doonga, bhabhi ji safai sikha rahi thi!” Noor ne chhota sa jhatka uske lund pe maara, “Besharam, abhi dikhati hoon safai!” Phir usne lund ko dheere se sehlaya, Hira ko tadpate hue.

Main khidki ke kone se chhupa sab dekhta raha, jalan ke saath ek ajeeb maza bhi mehsoos ho raha tha. Noor ne phir apna hath aage badhaya aur Hira ke lund ke topa ko dheeme se chuma. Uski khal wala lund mujhe ajeeb laga, lekin meri biwi ke liye shayad woh dilkash tha, kyunki usne muh khola aur wapas andar le liya. Hira ke muh se tez siskari nikli, “Haan, saali, aise hi le pura andar, eeeeaah!” Uska chehra sukun se bhar gaya. Niche meri biwi uske kaale, gande lund ko wapas shauq se chus rahi thi.

Main wahan putla-sa khada tha, andar ek ajeeb lehar daud rahi thi. Dil ko sakun tha ki jo main chah raha tha, woh ab ho raha tha. Meri biwi ab is kameene ke saath bilkul comfortable thi. Meri aankhein un dono pe jam si gayi. Tabhi Hira ke muh se gurrane ki awaaz aayi, jaise koi toofan aane wala ho.
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Uski gurrahat tez hoti gayi, aur maine dekha ki uske haath meri begum ke sir par chadh gaye. Uski awaaz ek cheekh mein badal gayi, aur usne Noor ke sir ko taqat se jakad liya, dono haathon se uska sir ek jagah thham diya. Yeh dekh mera dil dhadka—jis tarah usne pakda tha, mujhe laga Noor ko dard ho raha hoga.

Phir usne ek zor ki cheekh maari, jise sun main dar gaya ki kahin yeh awaaz neeche na chali jaye. Us kameene ne phir ek aur cheekh nikali, aur meri aankhon ke saamne uske lund ki nas aage-piche hone lagi. Main samajh gaya—yeh meri biwi ke gale mein apna virya daal raha tha, ek garam, chipchipa dhaar, jo uske muh ko bhar raha tha. Yeh dekh main pagal-sa ho gaya, aur apne lund ko tezi se ragadne laga. Hira ne ek aur cheekh maari, uska lund bina ruke aage-piche hota raha. Main hairaan tha—koi itni der tak paani kaise baha sakta hai? Phir, kuch pal baad, uska sharir dheela pada. Usne Noor ke sir se haath hata liye, aur Noor ne jhat se apna muh uske lund se alag kiya.

Woh buri tarah hanf rahi thi, uske honthon par virya ka ek lamba, chamkila dhaga latak raha tha, jaise koi ganda resham. Usne gusse se Hira ki taraf dekha aur boli, “Badtameez kameene!” Yeh kehte hue woh khansi, aur wahi Hira, madarchod ki tarah muskura raha tha, bilkul dheela, aaram se baitha. Noor ki saansein tez ho gayi, uske muh se ulti jaisi awaaz aayi, aur usne bagal mein zameen par dher saara virya ugal diya. Virya ki tadad dekh main chaunk gaya—ek insaan ka itna kaise ho sakta hai? Tab mujhe yaad aaya: meri biwi ab ek asli mard ke saath thi.

Noor ne virya thooka aur gusse se us harami ko daantne lagi, “Tujhe samajh nahi aata kya karta hai? Itna andar ghusa diya, khu-khu-khu!” Uska chehra thook aur virya se geela ho chuka tha, aankhein laal, jaise roshni mein jhalak rahi hon. Phir bhi, un dono ke beech ek gussa-mazaak ka khel chalta raha, jaise yeh sab unka apna nasha ho.

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Chapter - 29

Noor aur Hira muskurate hue ek doosre se hansi-mazaak kar rahe the, aur main khidki ke kone se chhupkar unhe dekhta raha, chehre par ek halki si muskan liye. Unka yeh khel dekh mujhe sach mein maza aa raha tha. Meri mehnat rang la rahi thi—meri biwi, jo pehle dari-sehmi si rehti thi, ab us kameene Hira ke saath bilkul aaram se ghul-mil gayi thi, jaise dono purane dost hon.

“Noor, tera muh kitna mast hai, saali! Teri chusai se to maza hi aa gaya!” Hira ne tharki lehje mein kaha. Noor ne uski baat sunte hi uske seene par ek chhota sa ghusa maara aur boli, “Badmash kahin ka!” Un dono ka hansi-mazaak chal raha tha, ek doosre ko chhedte hue, aur main wahan se dheere se neeche ki taraf nikal gaya. Mere chehre ki muskan sab bayaan kar rahi thi—main andar se sach mein bahut khush tha.

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Main dheere-dheere neeche hall mein pahuncha, mera lund halka-halka kada tha, ek ajeeb si lazzat mere dil-o-dimaag mein chhayi hui thi. Muskurata hua main sofe pe baith gaya. Kuch pal baad meri biwi Noor neeche utri, uske chehre ki chamak dekh main lazzat se bhar utha. Noor ko dekhte hue maine haath se ishara kiya aur kaha, “Noor, sab theek hai na upar? Usne achha kaam kiya na?” Noor ne sharmaate hue ek muskan di, uske chehre ki noorani chamak dekh main bhi muskura diya. “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu,” usne chehak kar kaha, “usne upar achhe se kaam kiya hai.” Uski baat mein ek lazzat thi, jaise woh bhi andar se khush ho. Maine uska ishara bhaanp liya aur kaha, “Noor, chai laao na.” Woh chehakti hui boli, “Ji, Rizwan ke abbu!” aur kitchen ki taraf chali gayi.

Tabhi woh kameena Hira chhat se utarta hua dikha, uske chehre pe sukoon tha, jaise kayi dino baad uska bojh halka hua ho. Mujhe dekhkar usne ishara kiya, jaise poochh raha ho ki koi aaspaas to nahi. Maine haath se use apne paas bulaya aur kaha, “Maza aaya, saale, ya aaj bhi kuch nahi hua?” Woh sunte hi tharki hasi ke saath bola, “Achha hua tune wapas bula liya, saale! Aaj saali ekdam mood mein thi, haha!” Hum dono hansne lage. Phir maine poochha, “Kya-kya kiya?” Usne mujhe ghoora aur kaha, “Bhadwe, tu wahin tha, tujhe sab pata hai kya kiya!” Main bhi hans diya.

Tabhi Noor chai leke wapas aayi aur Hira ko dekhte hue boli, “Aap bhi chai pi ke jao.” Yeh sun main dil se khush ho gaya—meri biwi us kameene ko izzat de rahi thi. Hira na-nukur karne laga, lekin main bol utha, “Haan, yaar, chai pi le!” Meri baat sunte hi woh ruk gaya aur meri bagal mein lakdi ki kursi khiskakar baith gaya. Noor ne jaldi se uske liye chai ka pyala rakha aur apne kamre ki taraf chali gayi.

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Hum dono baithkar chai pi rahe the, sannata faila hua tha. Main chai ke pyale ko ghoorta hua mobile mein aankhein gadaye tha. Tabhi kamre se Ammi uthkar kitchen ki taraf gayi, neend mein doobi hui, unka veil thoda uljha-sa, theek se nahi bandha tha. Hum dono unhe ghoorne lage. Maine us kameene Hira ki taraf dekha aur dheemi awaaz mein poochha, “Kya chal raha hai Ammi ke saath?” Usne haule se chai ki chuski li aur bola, “Panna ne aadha kaam kar diya, lekin abhi bistar garam nahi kiya. Par jaldi hi kar dega, woh saala expert hai.” Main uski baat sun soch mein pad gaya aur kaha, “Bada chalu hai woh to! Aakhir itni jaldi ek mazhabi aurat ko kaise pata liya?” Hira ne kuch pal socha, phir tharki muskan ke saath jawab diya, “Tu uski chinta mat kar. Mazhabi, sanskari auraton ko patana uski khaasiyat hai.” Hum dono yeh sun hans pade.

Maine phir poochha, “Saale, tune mujhse paanch hazaar liye, uska kya kiya? Daaru-ya juwe mein to nahi uda diya?” Usne sar naa mein hilaya aur kaha, “Chal, bhadwe, main kuch bhi karoon, tujhe kya?” Main chup raha, bas use jaate hue dekhta raha. Kuch hi pal mein woh ghar se bahar nikal gaya, aur maine ek lambi, band si saans chhodi.

Shaam tak ghar mein aisa koi mahaul nahi tha jisse lage ki ghar ki do auratein nazaayaz talluqat mein uljhi hui hain.

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Agla din Sunday tha. Jab tak main bistar se utha, ghar mein nashta tayyar ho chuka tha. Main utha, fresh hua, aur seedhe mez par baith gaya. Saamne khana parosa hua tha, jise main khaane laga.

Tabhi piche se Abbu meri bagal mein aake baith gaye. “Beta, tumhari door ki khala hain na,” unhone kaha.  
“Kaun, Abbu?” maine poochha.  
“Arre, wahi jo Dilli mein rehti hain, business tha unka.”  
“Achha, Aisha Khala, yaad aaya. Boliye, Abbu, kya hua?”  
“Beta, unke yahan se ek function ka invitation aaya hai. Phone bhi kiya tha, bula rahe hain hume.”  
“Hum itni jaldi kaise jaa sakte hain? Meri bank ki chhutti to namumkin hai. Kab hai function, aur kya hai function mein?”  
Abbu ne mujhe ghoora aur bole, “Arre, yeh to maine poochhna hi bhool gaya.”  
Yeh sun maine apne sir par haath maara. “Kya, Abbu, puri baat kam se kam pata to kiya karo!” Main nashta khatam karke utha aur apne kamre mein chala gaya.

Jaise hi main bistar par leta, mera phone baj utha. Dekha to ek unknown number tha. Maine pehle call kaat di, lekin jab doosri baar wahi number se phone aaya, maine aakhir utha liya. Saamne se ek bhari awaaz wala aadmi bola, aur uski awaaz sunte hi main samajh gaya—yeh us kameene Hira ka dost Panna tha.

“Sahab, Hira bata raha tha ghar mein kaam bacha hua hai,” usne kaha.  
Main kuch pal soch mein pad gaya. Mujhe samajh aa gaya ki yeh dono kya plan kar rahe hain. Maine jawab diya, “Haan, kuch kaam pending hai.”  
“Sahab, Hira aaj nahi aa payega. Main woh kaam kar doonga. Bata dijiye, kab tak aana hai?”  
Mainne sochkar kaha, “Tum 12-1 baje tak aa jao.” Khana-peena ho jaane ke baad ghar mein khamoshi milti thi.  
“Ji, sahab,” usne kaha, aur phone kat gaya.

Maine phone rakha, lekin mera dil tezi se dhadak raha tha. Aakhir baat meri Ammi ki thi.

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Kareeb ek baje ke aaspaas, hum sab khana kha ke apne-apne kamron mein baithe the. Meri Noor abhi bhi phone pe lagi hui thi, kisi se baatein karne mein masroof. Main sofe par baitha, bharpet khane ke baad jhapki si le raha tha, aankhein aadhi band. Tabhi darwaze ki bell baji. Maine Noor ki taraf dekha aur kaha, “Noor, darwaza khol do na, koi aaya hai.” Noor ne meri taraf dekha, ek halki muskan ke saath boli, “Khol deti hoon, Rizwan ke abbu,” aur darwaza kholne chali gayi.

Mujhe yaad aaya ki Panna aane wala tha, to main bhi bahar gaya. Wahi tha, mujhe dekhte hi usne salaam thoka. Maine bhi salaam ka jawab diya. Noor wapas kamre ki taraf chali gayi, aur Panna ne mujhse poochha, “Kya kaam bacha hai, sahab?” Main kuch pal soch mein pad gaya. Ammi ke alawa koi kaam to tha nahi. Phir maine kaha, “Dekh, Panna, chhat ka kaam to ho chuka hai, lekin soch raha hoon ghar ki safai ho jaye to achha rahega.” Woh meri baat kam sun raha tha, uski nazar andar jhank rahi thi, shayad Ammi ko talash kar rahi thi. Maine thodi jor se kaha, “Pehle chhat saaf kar, phir ghar ke kamre bhi saaf kar dena.” Usne meri taraf dekha, sir haan mein hilaya, aur chhat ki taraf chala gaya.

Kareeb ek ghante tak main bechaini se intezaar karta raha. Dil mein ek baar to khayal aaya ki Ammi ko chhat pe bhej doon, lekin phir socha, sab kuch apne aap ho. Main kayi dafa chhat pe gaya, yeh dekhne ke liye ki woh harami kya kar raha hai. Tazzub ki baat thi—woh sach mein kaam kar raha tha.

Chhat ki safai ke baad Panna neeche utra, paseene se bheega hua. Main sofe pe baitha TV dekh raha tha. Usne kaha, “Sahab, chhat ki safai ho gayi, ek baar dekh lo.” Maine socha, Ammi ko bhej doon, lekin phir khud jaane ka faisla kiya. Hum dono chhat pe chadh gaye. Usne kaam achha kiya tha. “Panna, safai to pakki hui hai,” maine kaha. Woh khush ho gaya aur bola, “Mera sab kaam pakka hota hai, sahab.” Mere dimaag mein Ammi ki tasveer ubhar aayi, aur main muskura diya. “Achha, ab neeche ke kamre bhi saaf kar de,” maine kaha. Usne sir hilaya, lekin bola, “Jarur, lekin kamre ki safai mein sab geela ho jayega.” Maine kuch der socha aur kaha, “Sahi bol raha hai, Panna. Khair, woh baad mein saaf karwa lenge. Chalo, tera kaam ho gaya.” 

Woh hasa aur mujhe ghoor ke dekha. “Nahi hua, sahab, sab kaam nahi hua.” Maine sawaliya andaaz mein poochha, “Kya kaam bacha hai?” Woh tharki hasi ke saath bola, “Sahab, kaam to bacha hi hua hai.” Maine phir poochha, “Kya bacha hai?” Is baar usne seedha kaha, “Apne baap ko rafuchakkar karo, sahab. Apki Ammi se thodi baatein karni hain.” Main uska mazaak sun ke hans diya. “Achha, aisi kya baat hai jo unke saamne nahi kar sakta?” Usne sir naa mein hilaya aur kaha, “Sahab, aapko sab pata hai. Aap apne bhadwe baap ko bhagao na.” Main uski baat sun dobara hans diya aur Abbu ko phone lagane laga.

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Phone ki ghanti ke kuch pal baad Abbu ne call utha liya.  
“Abbu, main aur Panna chhat pe hain,” maine safed jhooth bola, “Tanki ka washer toot gaya hai. Jaldi se ek naya le aao.”  
“Achha, beta, bagal ki dukaan se le aata hoon,” Abbu ne jawab diya, thodi susti se.  
“Nahi, Abbu, wahan bahut paise lagenge!” maine jhat se kaha, “Maine tanki wale se baat ki thi—washer toot jaye to company free mein badal degi.”  
“Toh phir kya karna hai?” Abbu ne poochha, thoda uljhan mein.  
“Aap company ke office chale jao, wahan free mein mil jayega.”  
“Woh kahan hai, beta?”  
“Gande naale wale crossroad ke paas, Abbu. Jaldi karo, warna der ho jayegi!”  

Maine phone kaat diya aur Panna ki taraf dekha, ek tharki si muskan ke saath. “Le, saale, tera kaam ho gaya!”  
Panna ne mujhe mazedaar andaaz mein salute maara. “Shukriya, sahab! Aap to apne baap ke bhi baap ho!” Hum dono chhat ke kone par chale gaye, neeche Abbu ke nikalne ka intezaar karte hue baatein shuru ki.

“Ab bol, baat kahan tak pahunchi?” maine poochha, aankh mein chhedkhani bhari.  
Panna ne ek zor ki tharki hasi chhodi. “Arre, sahab, aap to sach mein bhadwa nikle!”  
Main bhi hans pada. “Haan, yaar, bhadwa hi hoon! Ab bol na, kya scene hai?”  
Woh gunda jaisa aadmi tha, lekin baat karne mein kaafi dilchasp tha, izzat ke saath thodi si besharmi mila ke. Maine phir thoda josh mein poochha, “Bata, kaise pataya meri Ammi ko, saale? Woh to itni kattar, mazhabi aurat hain!”  
Panna ne meri taraf dekha, aankh mein shaitani chamak. “Kattar ho ya koi aur, sahab, aurat to aurat hai. Aur yeh,” usne apni pant sarka di, “isse koi mana nahi kar sakti!”  

Meri nazar uske lund par padi, aur aankhein fati ki fati reh gayi. “Baap re, yeh kya cheez hai!” maine hairani se kaha. Bilkul dheela tha, par itna bada, jaise kisi bacche ki kalaai! Panna zor se hasa. “Iske saamne sab auratein jhuk jaati hain, sahab!”  
Mere muh se nikal gaya, “Ammi nahi le payengi, yaar!”  
Woh pet pakad ke hansne laga. “Arre, sahab, tension mat lo! Tum bhi to wahin se nikle ho, na? Jab tum jaise sher ko rakh sakti hain, to yeh kya cheez hai?”  
Main uski baat sun ke khilkhila utha. “Achha, saale, tu mere purane ghar mein ghusega?”  
Woh bhi hasa, aankh maarte hue. “Chinta mat karo, sahab. Apki Ammi ko itne pyar se daalunga, unhe pata bhi nahi chalega!”  

Woh yeh bol hi raha tha ki Abbu ghar se bahar nikle, aur maine us kameene ko ishara kiya aur kaha, "Le kar diya tera kaam!", usne phir mujhe salami di, aur niche ki aur jaane laga.

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Main 5 minute intezaar karte raha, meri dil haule haule dhadak rahi thi, mujhe ahsas hua ki mujhe jara bhi jalan nahi ho rahi thi hira ya panna se jo meri bibi aur ammi ko pataye hue the, balki mujhe lazzat aur faqr mehsus ho raha tha, main dil-o-dil janata tha ki main ek cuck ban chuka tha.

Main neeche utra aur seedha Ammi ke kamre ki taraf gaya. Darwaza band tha, aur koi tareeka nahi tha andar jhaankne ka. Maine dimaag lagaya aur ek kanch ka glass utha liya. Use ulta karke darwaze par chipkaya, taaki andar ki awaazein sun saku. Glass ke sahare thodi-thodi awaazein aane lagi—dheemi, par saaf. Andar mujhe sunai dene laga un dono ki guftgu, aur mera dimaag ek ganda, jhalak sa sapna banane laga.

“Bhabhi ji, kya nakhre dikha rahi hai, saali?” Panna ki awaaz bhari thi, lekin ek gandi, dabav wali tharak se bhari. “Teri chut bhi to jal rahi hai, mujhe pata hai tu yeh lund chahati hai!” Main imagine karne laga: Panna Ammi ke paas khada, unka shalwar kameez ka dupatta zameen par gira hua, uski moti kalaai unki nazuk si kameez ke kinaare se khelti hui.
“Nahi, Panna!” Ammi ki awaaz aayi, sakht, par ek thodi si kampan ke saath. “Yeh besharmi chhodo! Main acchi aurat hoon, mujhe chhodo, yeh galat hai!” Meri aankhon ke saamne tasveer ubhri: Ammi, 50 saal ki umar, shalwar kameez mein, unka chehra sharam se laal, lekin aankhein Panna ke mazboot jism par tikti hui, jaise rokna chahti hon par dil kahin doob raha ho.
Panna ne ek gandi, vijayi hasi chhodi. “Saali, nakhre band kar! Tujhe chod ke rahunga, aur tu bhi is lund ke liye tadap rahi hai, bol na!” Main sochne laga: Panna ab Ammi ke aur paas, unki kalaai pakadta hua, uska bada, dheela lund pant ke andar ubharta hua, aur Ammi ka dupatta dheere se khisakta hua.

Phir Panna ki awaaz mein aur sakhti aayi, jaise woh poora control le raha ho. “Saali randi,” usne kaha, awaaz mein ek ganda maza. “Teri yeh shalwar ke andar kya chhupa hai, dikha to zara! Tadap rahi hai na, meri baaton se?” Meri tasveer mein: Panna Ammi ko diwaar ke sahare le gaya, unki kameez ka kinaara uthata hua, aur Ammi ki saansein tez, unka chehra sharam aur tharak ke beech jhoolta hua.
“Panna, bas... yeh galat hai,” Ammi ne dheeme se kaha, par unki awaaz mein woh pehli wali taaqat nahi thi. “Koi dekh lega...” Main imagine kar raha tha: Ammi ka haath Panna ke seene par, rokte hue, par unki ungliyan uski shirt par dheere-dheere fisalti hui, jaise woh uske jism ke garam ahsaas mein khud ko kho rahi hon.
Panna ne ek tharki hasi ke saath kaha, “Dekhne wala koi nahi, saali. Abhi to tujhe tadpaunga, yeh lund itni jaldi nahi milega. Bol, kitna chahiye tujhe?” Meri aankhon ke saamne: Panna Ammi ke kaan ke paas, dheere se bolta hua, unki shalwar ke nada ko chhedta hua, aur Ammi ki aankhein jhuki, sharam se laal, par ek ajeeb si chingaari ke saath.

Main wahi khada raha, glass darwaze se chipka hua, dil mein ek lazzat ka toofan uth raha tha.

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Tabhi Ammi ke kamre mein phone ki ghanti goonj uthi. Ammi ne phone uthaya aur Abbu se baat karne lagi. Unki awaaz se laga jaise unhone mujhse baat karne ke liye call kiya ho. Main glass hatakar wahan se utha aur apne kamre mein ghus gaya, jahan Noor chain ki neend so rahi thi. Kuch pal baad Ammi kamre mein aayi, unke haath mein phone tha. Unki nazrein jhuki hui thi, chehra aur gaal laal-laal, jaise sharam aur bechaini ke beech jhool rahe hon. Unki shalwar kameez ka dupatta thoda uljha-sa, ek kona kandhe se sarkar zameen ki taraf latak raha tha. Maine chupke se phone le liya.

“Haan, Abbu,” maine kaha, “main dukaan se laut raha hoon. Woh band thi aaj.”\
“Achha, Abbu, to main kal office se thoda break leke aa jaunga,” maine jawab diya.\
“Achha, beta, main isliye phone kiya tha,” Abbu bole, “subah bataya tha na, Dilli wali khala...”\
“Aisha Khala?” maine poochha.\
“Haan, unka kayi dafa call aaya hai. Humein unke yahan jana padega. Unki beti ki nikaah hai.”\
“Lekin, Abbu, hum itni jaldi kaise jayenge? Mere office mein chhutti kaise milegi?”\
“Koshish karo, beta,” Abbu ne dheere se kaha.\
“Dekhta hoon, Abbu,” maine kaha aur phone kaat diya.

Ammi wahi khadi thi, hum dono ki baatein gaur se sun rahi thi. Unke chehre par shikan thi, jaise kuch kehna chahti hon, par shabdon ka bojh unhe rok raha ho. Unhone dheere se kaha, “Imran beta, hum chale jate hain. Agar tujhe chhutti na mile to...” Main samajh gaya—Ammi Panna se bachne ki aakhri koshish kar rahi thi. Unki awaaz mein ek chhupa sa darr tha, par unke laal gaalon mein kuch aur bhi chhupa tha, shayad wohi lazzat jo main apne dil mein mehsoos kar raha tha. Maine muskura ke jawab diya, “Ammi, main boss se baat karta hoon. Shaam ko phir baat karenge.”

Meri baat sun Ammi wapas apne kamre ki taraf chali gayi, unka dupatta zameen par ghasitata hua. Mujhe laga Panna wahi hoga, lekin shayad Ammi ne use pehle hi bhaga diya tha. Thodi si mayoosi chhayi—Panna ne aaj ka khel to poora kar hi diya tha. Par man hi man main muskura raha tha.

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Chapter - 30

Ghar suna ho chuka tha, aur agle din office ke kaam ka soch-sochkar mujhe thodi der so jane ka man hua. Noor kamre mein pehle se chain ki neend so rahi thi, uska muskurata chehra shant aur sundar lag raha tha, shalwar kameez ka dupatta ek taraf sarka hua. Main bhi uske bagal mein let gaya, uski dheemi saanson ki garmi mehsoos karta hua, aur aankhein band kar so gaya.

Shaam ko neend der se khuli. Jab main utha, raat ke saat baj chuke the. Jaldi se fresh hokar main hall ki taraf chala gaya, jahan Abbu sofe par baithkar TV pe purana Hindi gaana dekh rahe the. Noor kitchen mein khana banane mein masroof thi, khushbu se ghar bhar raha tha. Abbu ne mujhe dekhte hi kaha, “Imran, socha tune? Dilli wali Aisha Khala ka phone aaya tha, budhwar ko unki beti ki nikaah ke liye bula rahe hain. Teri Ammi ka bhi dil hai wahan thodi der rehne ka.”

Main apni aankhein malta hua, thodi susti se bola, “Abbu, chhutti milegi ya nahi, pata nahi. Itni jaldi kaise jayenge? Ticket bhi to nahi milegi!”

Abbu ne lambi saans li, thodi jidd ke saath bole, “Koi na koi tareeka nikal aayega, beta. Koshish to kar, Ammi jana chahti hai?”
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Agli subah main office mein baitha soch raha tha ki boss ko kaise manaya jaye. Kuch der dimag ladane ke baad maine faisala kiya—jo hoga, dekha jayega, bol dena chahiye. Main utha, boss ke cabin ke bahar gaya, aur darwaza khatkhataya. Andar jakar maine saari baat khol di—Dilli wali khala, nikaah, chhutti ki zarurat. Meri kismat chamak gayi; boss muskura ke bola, “Achha, Imran, chhutti le lo, lekin ek shart hai. Dilli office mein mera ek zaroori kaam hai, woh tujhe karna padega.”  
“Okay, sir,” maine jhat se kaha, hairan par khush. Apne cabin mein wapas baithkar sochne laga, “Chhutti to mil gayi, lekin ab ticket ka kya?” Din bhar yahi sochta raha, aur shaam ko Hira ki yaad aayi. Man hi man kaha, “Saale, meri biwi ke sath khelta hai, to kuch kaam bhi kare. Tatqal usi se karwaunga!” Phone uthaya aur seedha us kameene Hira ko call laga diya.

“Hello, Hira,” maine kaha, thodi chhedkhani ke saath.  
“Bol, bhadwe,” Hira ne jawab diya, awaaz mein ek ganda maza.  
“Bhai, ek zaroori kaam hai,” maine baat aage badhai.  
“Kya, be? Saale, tu mujhe labour mat bana dena, samjha?” usne gusse se kaha.  
“Nahi, yaar, aisa kuch nahi,” maine haskar baat sambhali.  
“Theek hai, bol kya hai,” woh thoda shant hua.  
“Kal shaam ki Dilli ki ticket chahiye, chaar seat, tatqal mein,” maine kaha.  
“To?” usne befikri se poochha, jaise uska koi matlab na ho.  
“To, saale, tatqal karwa de!” maine thodi jor se kaha.  
“Isme to bahut jhanjhat hai, mujhse nahi hoga,” Hira ne naa-nukur shuru ki. “Waise bhi, woh chali jayegi to yahan sukha pad jayega, samjha?”  
Main hans pada, uska ishara pakad liya. “Nahi karega to Noor se milne nahi dunga!”  
“Hatt, madarchod!” Hira zor se hasa. “Tu kaun hota hai mujhe rokne wala, bhadwe?”  
“Uska shauhar, yaar!” maine mazaak mein kaha.  
“Haha, main to bhool hi gaya tu uska shauhar hai!” Hira ne ek gandi hasi ke saath kaha.  
“Haan, yaar, wahi hoon!” main bhi hansne laga.  
“Theek hai, kar dunga,” usne aakhir maan liya, “lekin ek hazaar extra lunga.”  
“Saale, mere paise juwe-sharaab mein uda raha hai kya?” maine chheda.  
“Nahi, be, apni item ke liye kuch saman le raha hoon,” usne jawab diya, awaaz mein ek ganda maza.  
“Achha, theek hai, le le, bas ticket karwa de kisi tarah,” maine kaha.  
“Chal, phone kaat,” Hira ne kaha, aur line kat gayi.

Maine phone rakha, umeed ke sahare dil ko tasalli di ki kismat shayad yahan bhi sath de aur tickets mil jayen.
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Main shaam ko ghar wapas aa gaya. Ghar mein kuch khaas nahi chal raha tha—suna-suna sa lag raha tha, jaise koi kahani adhuri reh gayi ho. Maine socha tha shayad Hira ya Panna mein se koi aaye, par dono kameene gayab the. Raat ke khane ke waqt maine sabko bata diya ki mujhe chhutti mil gayi hai. Yeh sunte hi Abbu ke chehre par khushi chha gayi, aur Ammi aur Noor bhi muskurate hue bole, “Wah, Imran, yeh to achhi khabar hai!” Lekin jab maine ticket ka zikr kiya aur yeh bhi bataya ki shayad bus se jana pad sakta hai, sabke chehre thodi der ke liye utar gaye.

Agli subah main office pahuncha. Abhi din shuru hi hua tha ki us kameene Hira ka phone aa gaya. Usne bataya ki tatqal mein chaar tickets confirm ho gayi hain. Yeh sun mera dil khushi se naach utha—man kiya lottery ticket bhi khareed loon, kismat aisi chamak rahi thi! Andar hi andar hans pada, phir jaldi se Abbu ko phone karke saman bandhne ko kaha aur Ammi aur Noor ko bhi khabar de di.

Dophar ko maine Hira ko call lagaya, thodi chhedkhani ka mood banate hue.
“Aye, Hira, kya haal?” maine kaha, ek halki si muskan ke saath.
“Bol, saale,” Hira ki awaaz aayi, jaise woh abhi bhi kisi gande hungover mein ho.
“Tujhe pata hai na, hum sab 9-10 din ke liye Dilli ja rahe hain?” maine poochha, uski reaction dekhne ke liye.
“Pata hai, bhadwe!” Hira ne gusse mein kaha. “Saale, meri maal ko mujhse door le ja raha hai, behenchod!”
Main hans pada, uska gussa sunke maza aaya. “Pata hai to aaj mil le Noor se, akhiri mauka hai!”
“Nahi, be,” Hira ne naak chadhayi. “Kal raat bahut daaru pee li thi, free ka maal tha, zyada gatak liya.”
“Achha, to isliye kal na tu aaya na woh Panna?” maine chheda, uski band bajate hue.
“Haan, be, kya karein, jab free ka nasha chadhe to rukta nahi!” usne haskar jawab diya.
“Chalo, theek hai,” maine kaha, “phir Dilli se wapas aane ke baad mil lena Noor se.”
“Haan, yeh baat pakki,” Hira ne kaha, aur ek gandi hasi ke saath phone kaat diya.

Maine phone rakha aur jaldi-jaldi kaam niptaane laga, kyunki sham ko train jaldi thi.
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Shaam ko hum sab platform ke waiting room mein the. Hamara train, jo char baje aana tha, chhe ghante late ho chuka tha. Main, Noor, Ammi, Abbu, aur Rizwan sab hatash intezaar kar rahe the. Abbu, jo kitaab padhne ke shaukeen the, platform ke thele se ek purani si kitaab utha kar padhne lage. Ammi ne Rizwan ko apni god mein sulaya aur khud bhi aankhein band kar so padi, unki shalwar kameez ka dupatta dheere-dheere zameen ki taraf sarkta hua. Noor ke bhi aankhein lag chuki thi, uska chehra shant par thaka hua lag raha tha. Main wahi baitha, aadha jaga, aadha soya, ek ajeeb si susti mein dooba hua tha. Tabhi mera phone baj utha. Dusri taraf wahi kameena Hira tha.

“Aye, saale, chadh gaya train pe? Khul gayi teri, meri mehnat ki ticket hai woh!” Hira ne shuru hote hi bolna shuru kiya, awaaz mein ek ganda maza.\
“Paise to maine diye the, kameene,” maine chhedte hue jawab diya, halki si hasi ke saath.\
“Chal hatt, saale!” Hira ne jhat se kaha. “Pata hai kitna lamba line tha? Teri wajah se meri jaan nikli!”\
“Saale, tune hi ticket li isliye to train late ho gayi!” maine mazaak udaya, uski band bajane ke mood mein.\
“Achha, tu abhi yahin hai?” Hira ne poochha, thodi bechaini se. “Kab chhutegi ab yeh train?”\
“Das baje aayegi, shayad aur bhi der ho,” maine kaha, platform ki bheed ko dekhkar.\
“Achha, achha,” Hira ne ek gandi hasi chhodi. “Main aa raha hoon platform. Der ho hi gayi hai to thodi masti kar loon apni item ke sath!”\
“Aaja, saale,” maine hanskar kaha, uska ishara samajh gaya. “Teri hi hai woh, tu use chodta bhi hai ya bas baatein banata hai?”\
“Choda hai, saale!” Hira ne gusse se kaha. “Lekin bahut din se mauka nahi mila.”\
“To ja, kameene, uski zarurat poori kar!” maine chheda. “Kaun karega warna?”\
“Saale, teri Ammi ki wajah se woh dari-dari rehti hai!” Hira ne taana maara. “Upar se jab main teri Ammi thikane lagane wala tha, tu Dilli bhag raha hai! Chhodne ka mauka dega to na chodoon?”\
“Arre, mere bhai,” maine haskar kaha, “Noor ko le ja, araam se maze kar. Bagal mein koi hotel ya OYO hoga, wahan le ja!”\
“Hatt, saale, mere paas itne paise kahan?” Hira ne shikayat ki.\
“Paise nahi hain?” maine poochha, thodi chhedkhani ke saath. “Maine to tujhe chhe hazaar diye the, uska kya?”\
“Woh paise to dusre zaroori kaam ke liye hain,” Hira ne baat ghumayi, jaise koi raaz chhupata ho.\
“To phir ja, apni gaand marwa le!” maine mazaak mein kaha, uski band bajate hue.\
“Chal hatt, bhadwe!” Hira zor se hasa. “Teri gaand maar dunga, saale! Aa raha hoon, apni saali ko thikane lagane!”\
“Achha, kahan karega?” maine poochha, thodi shaitani ke saath.\
“Arre, waiting room mein private kamra hota hai,” Hira ne kaha. “Tu bas usko book kar de mere aur meri bandi ke liye!”

Yeh bolkar usne phone kaat diya. Main utha aur sochne laga ki is kameene ne jo kaha, kya woh sach hai? Platform par idhar-udhar dekha, lekin mujhe koi private kamra dikha nahi.

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Samreen aap ka inbox full hai....

[Vik88]

Awesome and amazing update

[Jamsbond]

Marvelous and fabulous update ❤️

[Kobir99]

Age v likhiye..

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Chapter - 31

Call ke aadhe ghante baad bhi hum sab waiting room mein hi the, intezaar se aadhe soye, aadhe jage haalat mein. Main bhi thodi-thodi aankhein band karne laga tha, jabhi waiting room ke darwaze par woh harami Hira dikha. Woh apni nazrein idhar-udhar dauda raha tha, jaise kisi shikaar ki talash mein ho. Uski nazar mujh par padi, aur woh meri taraf aane laga. Mera dil dhadka—maine jhat se idhar-udhar dekha, yeh check karne ke liye ki kahin Ammi ya Abbu jag to nahi gaye. Par teeno—Ammi, Abbu, aur Noor—chain ki neend mein doobe the, aur chhote Rizwan ko Ammi ki god mein sote dekh dil thodi tasalli mili. Hira ne mujhe dekhte hi door se salaam thoka, aur ishare se poochha ki Noor kahan hai. Shayad use pehchanne mein masakkat ho rahi thi—Noor aur Ammi dono poore burqe mein thi, aur door se unhe alag karna mushkil tha. Maine dheere se Noor ki taraf ishara kar diya.

Main soch mein pad gaya—yeh kameena yahan kya khel khelega? Abhi yahi khayal dimag mein daud rahe the ki Hira ne ishare se mujhe apne paas bulaya. Maine Ammi, Abbu, Noor, aur Rizwan ko wahi chhod, dheere se utha aur uske paas chala gaya.

Hira ne mujhe paas aate hi mere kandhe par haath rakha aur phusphusaya, “Yaar, yahan to koi niji kamra hai hi nahi!”
Maine apna sir pakad liya aur bola, “Pata hai, saale, maine bhi dekha!”
Woh kuch pal soch mein duba, phir station ke peeche wale platform ki taraf ishara kiya aur bola, “Dekh, wahan kaam ho jayega.”
Maine aankhein chhoti ki—jis taraf woh ishara kar raha tha, wahan ek purani maal-gaadi khadi thi. “Saale, isme kaise hoga?” maine khujlate hue kaha. “Lagta hai tera aaj kuch nahi banta!”
Hira gusse mein mujhe ghoora, phir Noor ki taraf dekhte hue bola, “Tujhe uski tension lene ki zarurat nahi, bhadwe. Tu bas sone ki nautanki kar, main ise leke jata hoon.”
Maine sir haan mein hilaya, par zehen mein ek sawal utha. “Ammi, Abbu, aur Rizwan ka kya? Woh poochhenge, yaar, Noor kahan gayi!”
Hira ne mujhe ek aur ghoor diya, jaise meri aukaat yaad dila raha ho. “Tu koi bakchodi kar dena, samjha?”
Yeh bolkar usne mujhe seat par wapas sone ka ishara kiya. Main wapas apni jagah baith gaya, aankhein band kar sone ki acting karne laga. Hira dheere se Noor ke paas gaya aur uske burqe ke neeche se uska pair halke se hilaya, jaise use jaga raha ho.

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Noor ke pair par Hira ke halke se chhune se woh ekdum chaunk kar uth baithi, burqe ke andar se uski aankhein badi-badi dikh rahi thi. Main seat par aankhein band kiye, sone ki acting karta raha, par kaan uski taraf lage the. Hira ne dheere se, lekin ek gande maze ke saath phusphusaya, “Arre, meri jaan, darr kyun rahi hai? Main hoon na.”
Noor ki awaaz thodi kampati hui aayi, “Hira, yeh kya kar rahe ho? Sab yahin hain!”
Hira ne ek chhoti si hasi chhodi, jaise uska darr uske liye mazaak ho. “Sab so rahe hain, saali. Aur 10 din ke liye tu Dilli ja rahi hai, yeh judaai bardasht nahi hoti, jaan.”
Noor chup rahi, shayad uski saansein tez ho rahi thi. “Par... yeh galat hai,” usne dheeme se kaha, par awaaz mein ek ajeeb si narmi thi.
“Galat-vagat chhod, meri rani,” Hira ne phusphusaya, thodi si sakhti ke saath. “Tu bhi to mujhe miss karegi na? Bas thodi si masti, aur phir tu apni train pakad lena.”
Main aankhein band kiye sun raha tha, dil mein ek lazzat ka toofan uth raha tha. Noor ne kuch pal chuppi saadhi, phir ek lambi saans ke saath boli, “Theek hai... lekin jaldi.”
Hira ne shayad muskuraya, kyunki uski awaaz mein ek vijayi si khushi thi. “Chal, meri item, peeche wali maal-gaadi ke paas chupke se chalte hain.”

Main dheere se aankh kholkar dekha—Noor apna burqa sambhalte hue, Hira ke peeche chupke se waiting room se nikal gayi. Unka silsila platform ki andheri taraf gum ho gaya. Main wapas aankhein band kar li, par dil mein ek ajeeb sa faqr jag raha tha. Mera cuck wala dil khushi se naach raha tha—Hira aur Noor ka yeh khel, aur main isme unka saathi, unka rakshak. Agar Ammi ya Abbu jag gaye, to main unhe koi bakchodi suna dunga, unhe chhupane ka yeh kaam meri zimmedari tha.

Aadha ghanta beet gaya, main intezaar mein baitha soch raha tha—Hira aur Noor kahan honge? Platform ki bheed aur shor mein unka pata lagana namumkin tha. Dil mein ek bechaini si thi, par sath hi lazzat bhi—kya khel khel rahe honge woh dono? Ek ghanta aur beet gaya, aur tabhi Abbu ekdum uth baithe. Unhone idhar-udhar dekha, phir Noor ki khali seat par nazar padi. “Imran, Noor kahan hai?” unhone poochha, chehre par thodi chinta ke saath.
Main jhat se uth baitha, sone ki acting chhodkar, aur safed jhooth bola, “Abbu, woh paanch minute pehle bathroom gayi hai.”
Abbu ka chehra thoda sakht hua. “Tujhe uske sath jana chahiye tha, beta!”
“Arre, Abbu,” maine baat sambhalte hue kaha, “aap aur Ammi so rahe the, to main saman par nazar rakhe tha. Yahan choron ka darr hai na!”
Abbu ne ek lambi saans li, phir bole, “Theek hai, ja, use dhoondh kar le aa.”

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Main dil mein thodi bechaini aur thodi lazzat liye utha, Abbu ke kehne par Noor ko dhoondhne chala gaya. Platform par bheed ka aalam tha—log idhar-udhar daudte, thelewalon ki cheekhein, aur trainon ke horn ka shor. Socha, pehle Noor ko phone lagaoon, par phir yaad aaya ki Noor ne apna phone purse mein hi chhoda tha, jo waiting room mein Ammi ke bagal mein rakha tha aur us kameene Hira ka phone band aaya. Ab koi chara nahi tha—dhoondhna padega.

Main bheed cheerta hua peeche wale platform ki taraf badha, jahan woh purani, khatara maal-gaadi khadi thi. Gaadi lambi, tooti-footi, aur andhere mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi ke saath khadi thi, jaise koi bhoot bangla. Dil mein khayal aaya—Hira isme Noor ko kahan le gaya hoga?

Maine ek-ek malgadi ka dibba check karna shuru kiya. Zyadatar dibbe band the, unke darwazon par zang laga hua, aur jo khule the, unmein itni gandagi thi ki pair rakhna mushkil tha—purane gunny bags, toote dabbe, aur ek ajeeb si badboo. Par koi option nahi tha; main aage badhta raha, har dibbe mein jhaankta, dil tezi se dhadakta hua.

Kohjate khojate paanch minute aur beet gaye, aur main gaadi ke aakhiri hisse tak pahunch gaya. Thak kar haar maan-ne wala tha, jab meri nazar ek chhote se guard cabin par padi, gaadi ke bilkul end mein. Woh ek chhota sa kamra tha, andhere mein chhupa hua, jiska darwaza thoda sa khula tha. Main dheere se uski taraf badha, aur jaise hi paas pahuncha, ek ritmik awaaz kaan mein padi—pyar ke josh ki woh dheemi, par saaf awaazein. Mera dil ekdum zor se dhadka—main samajh gaya, Noor aur Hira yahin the.

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Main dheere-dheere guard cabin ki taraf badha, dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini aur lazzat ka sailaab uth raha tha. Cabin ke chhote se kamre ka darwaza thoda sa khula hua tha. Yeh dekhkar main man hi man hansa aur khud se bola, “Kitna gair-zimmedar hai yeh kameena!” Hira, apne josh mein, shayad darwaza band karna bhool gaya tha. Maine nazdeek jakar, saans rok kar, apna sir halka sa teercha kiya aur andar jhanka. Jo nazara saamne aaya, usne meri aankhein band kar di aur dil ko ek ajeeb, gande sukoon se bhar diya.

Andar, andhere ke chhote se kamre mein, Noor kutiya ki tarah jhuki hui thi, uska burqa kamar tak utha hua tha, ek uljha hua kona zameen ki taraf latak raha tha. Uski chaddi zameen par ek kone mein padi thi, jaise jaldi mein utari gayi ho. Par meri nazrein in sab se hatkar sirf Hira aur Noor par thami hui thi. Dono pasine se tar-batar the, unke jism andhere mein chamak rahe the, jaise koi ganda khazana khul gaya ho. Hira ne Noor ke kandhon ko kas ke jakda hua tha, uski ungliyan uski naram chaati mein dhansi hui thi. Woh poore josh ke saath, tezi se thaap-thaap ki ritmik awaaz ke saath chod raha tha. Noor ke muh se tezi siskiyan nikal rahi thi—dheemi, par itni josh bhari ki lagta tha duniya ki koi fikr uske liye ab maayne nahi rakhti—bas Hira ka jism, uska josh, aur unki yeh chudai.

Main wahin darwaze par khada, andar chal rahe ghamasan chudai ki awaazein aur Noor ki siskiyon ko sun raha tha. Yeh mere liye ek sangeet jaisa tha. Maine apna sir wapas andar ki taraf kiya aur nazara dekhte hue socha, “Yeh galat hoga in dono ko aise haal mein rokna. Asliyat mein, yeh ek gunah se kam nahi hai, par mujhe inhe aaram se apna kaam kar lene dena chahiye.” Yeh sochkar main wahin aaram se khada nazaron ka luft uthane laga. Mujhe kisi ke aane ka dar bhi nahi tha, kyunki yeh lambi maalgaadi ka dibba khule track par kaafi door tha—aur shayad Hira ne bhi yahi socha tha.

“Haai Hira… aaah aaah… mmmm… dheere Hira, dheere…” Noor ki awaaz andar se aayi. Yeh sunte hi maine gaur kiya ki Hira poore dam se dhakke laga raha tha, har dhakke se pura cabin hil raha tha. Meri begum yeh dhakke apne chut par jhel rahi thi. Main muskuraya. Tabhi Hira ki awaaz goonji, “Haan saali, 9-10 din ke liye jaa rahi hai, madarchod, main to tujhe bilkul nahi chhodunga, saali!”

Noor ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Hira, aaram se… aaah aaah… sssi ssiiii… eeeh eeeh… kitni der ho gayi hai… koi uth gaya to… ab jaane de…”

“Nahi saali, aaj tujhe kisi keemat par nahi chhodunga. Saali, aise chodna naseeb nahi hota, aaj nahi!” Hira ka josh badhta ja raha tha.

Andar ka mahaul kaafi garam ho chuka tha. Isi beech, us kameene Hira ki tezi ek naye josh ke saath badhi. Usne meri begum ko kas ke jakad liya aur unke kokh mein virya ki dhaar chhod di. Meri aankhon ke saamne ek gazab ka nazara tha—Noor us kameene ki god mein kampne lagi, jaise usey current laga ho. Usne Hira ko kas ke jakad liya aur cheekh padi, “Maaaai gaaaayi… haaaai aaaaami!” Aur Noor jaise behosh si ho gayi.

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Noor us cabin ke chhote se bed par side mein ludhak gayi, aur Hira ka lund uski chut se 'khuup' ki awaaz ke saath nikla. Main yeh dekhkar hairaan tha ki uska lund abhi bhi khada tha. Main kuch soch hi raha tha ki Hira ki awaaz aayi, “Aa gaya bhadwe, dikhana nahi hai, busy hai teri biwi!” Main chup raha aur sir cabin ke andar kiya. Noor so chuki thi, paseene se uske chehre ka halka-phulka makeup beh chuka tha. Hira wahin khada ek newspaper ka pankha banakar mujhe de diya, “Hawa kar saale, bahut garmi hai.” Maine pankha chalana shuru kiya. Andar chudai ki khushboo mujhe beqabu kiye ja rahi thi; us chhote se cabin mein toh yeh aur bhi zyada mehsus ho raha tha.

“W-wo Hira, abbu khoj rahe the, ab jana padega,” maine dheeme se kaha. Yeh sunte hi Hira, jo ab mobile chala raha tha, meri taraf ghoora. Uska chehra gusse se lal tha. “Nahi jayegi meri girlfriend. Power ki goli tere paas bhejne ke liye nahi khaayi maine!” Main samajh gaya ki uska lund itna chodne aur paani nikalne ke baad bhi kyun khada tha. Meri nazar meri biwi ki nangi chut par gayi, jisme se Hira ka virya ris raha tha.

“Lekin hum waiting room… mere abbu-ammi…” maine baat aage badhaayi, par usne aankh dikhate hue kaha, “Maa chudaye tere ammi-abbu! Saale, unki wajah se chhah mahine se is maal ko chah kar bhi nahi chod paya. Fut tu yahan se!”

“Lekin train…” maine phir koshish ki.

“Pahuncha dunga madarchod! Ab tu fut yahan se, abhi jag ke tujhe dekh liya na toh meri item teri gaand faad degi!”

Main yeh sunte hi us chhote se kamre se bahar nikal gaya aur sochne laga ki ab kya karun. Phir mujhe ek idea aaya. Maine abbu ko call lagaya aur jhooth bola ki Noor ko loose motion ho gaya hai, aur main abhi railway station ke paas ke hospital mein uske saath hun. Abbu ko kaafi fikr hui, to maine kaha ki injection le liya hai, 2-3 ghante usse rest lena padega, aur phir woh travel kar payegi. Maine yeh bhi kaha ki hum train chhutne se pehle aa jayenge. Abbu ne meri baat maan li, aur maine phone kaat diya.

Wahin khada hokar maine apna sir wapas cabin ke andar kiya. Noor halka-halka halchal kar rahi thi. Maine Hira ki taraf dekha aur pucha, “Kuch chahiye aap dono ko?” Hira ne apne sir se paseena pocha, meri taraf dekha, aur bola, “Haan, tu ek colddrink, kuch phal, aur 4 samosa le aa. Aur jaldi aana!” Main uski baat sunte hi Noor aur Hira ke liye samaan lene chala gaya.

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Main kuch der mein samaan leke wapas aa gaya aur usi guard cabin ke bahar pahuncha. Maine gate khatkhataya to andar se awaaz aayi, “Arre baby, daro nahi, mera jaan-pehchaan ka hai.” Shayad Noor jag gayi thi aur kisi teesre ke aane se darr gayi thi. Usko pata hi nahi tha ki teesra main hoon, uska shauhar Imran. Us kameene Hira ne apna haath bahar nikala, aur maine usey sab kuch pakadwa diya. Phir main guard cabin se utar gaya aur waiting room pahunch gaya.

Mujhe dekhkar ammi ne pucha, “Imran, Noor kahan hai?” Maine phir wahi pet kharab wala jhooth dohraya aur bataya ki woh hospital mein hai. “Beta, tumhe nahi aana chahiye tha, saath rehna chahiye tha!” Ammi ne dobara sawal kiya. Maine jawab diya, “Aap chinta mat karo, ammi. Maine us helper Hira ko phone karke bula liya hai. Woh train pakadwa dega.” Meri yeh baat sunte hi ammi chup ho gayi, aur abbu ko bhi chain aa gaya.

Raat ke 10 bajne ko the. Gaadi mein main, ammi, abbu, aur Rizwan chadh chuke the, lekin Noor aur Hira ka koi ata-pata nahi tha. Hira ka phone band aa raha tha, aur Noor apna phone chhod ke chali gayi thi. Gaadi khulne ke 1-2 minute bache the ki daudte hue Hira aur uske peeche burqe mein Noor aayi. Hira mere paas aaya aur bola, “Bola tha na, waqt par pahuncha dunga!” Dono kaafi haanf rahe the. Maine Noor ko upar chadha diya aur Hira ko salam karke dafa kar diya.

Noor ki haalat kharab thi; bechari chalte waqt ladkhada rahi thi. Uske shareer se chudai ki khushboo aa rahi thi, jo uske nazdeek jaane par saaf pata chal raha tha. “Khair, ab sona hi hai raat bhar,” maine hass kar socha. Noor ki haalat dekhkar ammi-abbu uski sehat ke baare mein poochne lage. Maine peeche se kaha, “Iska bistar laga deta hoon, kaafi bimaar lag rahi hai. Noor, tumhe sona hai na, ya baithna hai?” Usne meri taraf dekha aur jawab diya, “Rizwan ke abbu, sona hai.”

Maine bistar lagaya aur usey acche se sula diya. Kuch pal mein gaadi chal padi.

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Chapter - 32


Train khat-khat ki awaaz ke saath dheere-dheere dolti hui station ki taraf badh rahi thi. Hamari manzil ab kareeb thi. Abbu-ammi jage hue the, aapas mein baatein kar rahe the aur saath mein Rizwan ko god mein liye uske chhote haathon se khel rahe the. Main khidki ke baahar dheere-dheere nazar aate platform ko dekh raha tha. Jaise-jaise train rukne ke kareeb aayi, main khada hua aur seat ke neeche rakha samaan nikaal kar ek jagah ikattha karne laga. Maine ammi-abbu se bhi apna samaan sametne ko kaha. Unhone mujhe Noor ko uthane ke liye kaha, par maine socha ki kal raat ke waakiye se woh kaafi thak gayi thi—utarne ke waqt use jaga doonga.

Kuch der mein train Hazrat Nizamuddin station par aa gayi. Maine Noor ko dheere se uthaya, “Noor, utho, station aa gaya.” Usne aankhein kholi, thaki hui nazron se meri taraf dekha, aur dheere se uthkar burqa theek kiya. Ammi ne Rizwan ko apni god mein liya, uske narm haathon ko pyaar se sehlate hue kaha, “Aao beta, ammi ke paas.” Abbu ne mujhe awaaz di, “Imran, samaan check kar le, bheed thodi kam hone de, phir utrenge.” Maine bags gine—do suitcases, ek chhota bag, aur ammi ka jhola—aur intezaar kiya jab tak platform thoda khaali na hua.

Hum sab platform par utre. Main pehle utra, phir abbu aur ammi ko sahaara diya. Noor peeche chali, uski chal mein halki si ladkhadahat thi. Yeh dekhkar main man hi man muskuraya. Station se baahar nikle aur Ayesha khala ke shauhar ke bheje message ke hisaab se ek peeli taxi pakad li. Maine aur abbu ne driver ke saath mil kar sara samaan load karwaya, aur hum paanch raste par aa gaye.

Taxi ki khidki se baahar dekhte hue main Delhi ki shaan-o-shaukat dekhkar dang reh gaya. Mere shehar ke sadkon par toh zindagi ek bandhi hui duniya mein chalti thi—auratein dupatte se munh chhupati thi, mard apne kaam mein lage rehte the, aur sadkein bhi wahi purani, tang thi. Par yahan, Delhi mein, sadkein chaudi thi, chamakti hui buildings ek ke baad ek khadi thi, aur ladkiyan apne boyfriend ke saath haath mein haath daale chal rahi thi. Kuch couples sadak ke kinare park mein baithkar ek-doosre ke kareeb hokar baatein kar rahe the, unke chehre par ek azaadi ki chamak thi, jo maine apne shehar mein kabhi nahi dekhi. Yeh sab dekhkar mera dil ek ajeeb si bechaini se bhar gaya—mera shehar bhi toh itna bandha hua nahi tha, par Delhi ki yeh khuli hawa ek alag hi duniya thi. Kya Noor bhi is shehar mein badal jayegi?

Taxi wala horn bajata hua aage badh raha tha. Sadkon par bheed thi—dukanein khul rahi thi, gaadiyon ki awaazein ek-doosre mein ghul rahi thi, aur subah ki roshni mein shehar chamak raha tha. Ammi ne Rizwan ko god mein liye usey baahar ke manzar dikhaye, “Dekh beta, yeh Delhi hai,” aur woh uske chhote haathon ko sehla rahi thi. Abbu driver se Ayesha khala ka address confirm kar rahe the. Noor mere bagal mein chupchap baithi thi, uska burqa uske jism ko dhaanke hua tha, par uski aankhein khidki ke baahar dekh rahi thi. Uske shareer se wahi halki si khushboo aa rahi thi, jo kal raat ke guard cabin ke manzar ki yaad dila rahi thi. Maine apna haath uske haath ke kareeb rakha, par usne meri taraf nahi dekha—uski aankhon mein ek chhupi hui baat thi, jaise woh is naye shehar mein apni nayi duniya soch rahi ho.

Thodi der mein taxi Ayesha khala ke ghar ke saamne ruka. Ek purana, sundar makaan tha, jisme chhota sa bagicha aur deewar par belon ka jhoola tha. Maine aur abbu ne samaan utara, ammi ne Rizwan ko god mein liya, aur Noor dheere-dheere peeche chali. Ayesha khala darwaze par khadi thi, chehre par badi si muskurahat liye. “Aao aao, kitne din baad mile ho!” unhone kaha aur ammi se gale milne lagi. Hum samaan uthakar andar chala gaye.