[hfmwife]

Just awesome and superb update!

[behka]

Samreen raat ko kya pehnti hai isska koi description nahin...heroine ki kapre describe karne se scene aur bhi zyada erotic banti hai

[Sicario]

Wonderful and awesome update!

[Fahima]

bahut hi mast tharika se likha aapne yaar, bbahut bahut shandaar kahaani aur plots!

[Rajun]

Really wonderful, beautiful and brilliant writings!

[Virago]

Thrilling and sizzling writing

[Kamdevi.]

Ekdum superb aur kadak writing ✍️

[Kobir99]

lajawab hain..

[Shaggs143@@]

Hello bro, mahira Qureshi wali story show nhi ho rahi hai tumhare page pe shayed delete ho gayi hai use complete kaha se read karna hai? Plz guide

[CIS17]

Hats off yaar for giving us so much pleasure of reading. You are awesome yaar.

[Kobir99]

Update please..

[Herotic]

EPISODE 03

Waqt parinda ban kar udta hai, aur insaan uske paron ki raftaar ke saath apne halat ko dhaalne ki koshish karta hai. Us bechain raat ke baad, maine apne dil aur dimaag par ek sangeen pehra bitha diya tha. Shaitan ne jo ek pal ki kamzori mere andar paida karne ki koshish ki thi, maine use *** ke *** me ro-ro kar poori tarah dho diya tha. Din beet-te gaye, aur maine apni paakizgi, apne parde aur apne *** ke usoolon ko aur zyada mazbooti se thaam liya.

Asif ke saath mera rishta wahi pehle jaisa pur-sukoon tha. Unki jismani kamzori ab bhi wahi thi, hamari raatein ab bhi usi khamoshi aur adhoorepan me guzarti thin, lekin ab maine us adhoorepan ko apna naseeb maan kar sabr ka daaman thaam liya tha. Main unhe dekh kar muskura deti, unke liye dil se dua karti aur unki maali pareshaniyon ko kam karne ke liye har roz parlour jaakar apni poori jaan laga deti. Mera dhyaan ab sirf aur sirf rozi kamane aur apne shauhar ka saath dene par tha.
 
Pichhle kuchh dino me Ladies Parlour me meri ek alag hi pehchan ban chuki thi. Shehar ki door-door ke ilaqon se khawateen aati thin aur aate hi sirf ek hi naam puchti thin, "Samreen Baaji kahan hain?", Maine apne hunar ko is hadd tak nikhara tha ki mere banaye hue Arabic, Darbaari aur Marwadi designs ki dumein har taraf thin. Farha Baaji mujhse behad khush thin, kyunki meri wajah se unka parlour poore ilaqe me sabse top par chal raha tha. Har shaam jab mai ghar laut-ti, toh mera purse un paison se bhara hota tha jinki wajah se ab Asif ke chehre ki fikr kam hone lagi thi. Unhone apni dukan ke liye naya samaan mangwa liya tha, aur hamara financial struggle dheere-dheere khatam ho raha tha.
 
Khair, Parlour ka mahol hamesha hansi-mazaak aur chahchaha-hat se bhara rehta tha. Kyunki wahan sirf auratein aati thin, isiliye sab bohot khul kar baatein karti thin. Koi apni saas ki burai karti, koi apne shauhar ke nakhron ke kisse sunati, toh koi shaadi ke naye jodon ke latife sunakar sabko hasati.
 
"Oho Samreen! Tumhari mehendi ka rang toh itna gehra chadhta hai, zaroor Asif bhai tumse bohot mohabbat karte hain," ek din parlour ki ek ladki, Saima ne chhedte hue kaha. Wahan baithi saari auratein hansi me shamil ho gayin. Maine apni nigahein neeche kar lin aur muskura kar kaha, "Mohabbat rang me nahi, dilon me hoti hai Saima."
 
"Arre Baaji, aap toh hamesha *** baatein shuru kar deti hain. Par sach me, aapki khoobsurati aur aapka ye sharm-o-haya dekh kar toh koi bhi aap par fidaa ho jaye," ek doosri client ne kaha. Main unki baaton ko hansi me taal deti. Mera kaala abaya aur veil meri dhal thin. Parlour me sabhi mujhe ek bohot hi paakiza, *** aur suljhi hui khatoon ke roop me dekhte the aur meri izzat karte the. Mujhe lag raha tha ki meri zindagi ab bilkul sahi raste par aagayi hai aur koi bhi khalal ab mujhe bhatka nahi sakta. Lekin tabhi, ek aisi dopahar aayi jisne parlour ke saare usoolon aur meri nigaahon ke samne ek naya sawaal khada kar diya.
 
Us din dopahar ke waqt parlour me thodi sasti thi. Kuchh hi auratein thin jo facial aur mehendi lagwa rahi thin. Mai apni kursi par baithi ek naye design ki kitaab dekh rahi thi, aur Farha Baaji counter par baithi hisab-kitab kar rahi thin.
 
Achanak, parlour ke kaanch ke bade darwaze ke bahar ek bohot hi shandaar, mehengi safed gaadi aakar ruki. Gaadi ki chamak aur uski aawaz se hi saaf pata chal raha tha ki ye kisi aam insaan ki nahi hai. Parlour me baithi do-teen ladkiyan turant kaanch ke sheeshe se bahar jhankne lagin.
 
"Wah! Dekho toh kaun si gaadi aayi hai. Kitni mehengi hai!" Saima ne kaha. Maine bhi dhyaan se bahar dekha. Gaadi ka darwaza khula aur usme se ek ladka bahar nikala. Uski umar mushkil se 20 ya 21 saal rahi hogi. Wo behad handsome, lamba, aur bohot hi aakarshak jism ka maalik tha. Usne ek mehengi jeans aur white shirt pehni hui thi, uske baal bade hi saleeqe se set the, aur uski aankhon par ek keemti chashma tha. Uske chalne ke andaz me ek alag hi mardana tishnagi aur amiri ka thasra tha.
 
Mujhe hairani is baat par hui ki wo ladka gaadi se nikal kar seedha hamare Parlour ki taraf badh raha tha. Hamare parlour ke bahar bade-bade aksharon me likha tha "Strictly Only For Ladies". Koi bhi mard andar aane ki jurrat nahi karta tha, agar kisi ka shauhar ya bhai aata tha to baat alag hai, jaise ki us din pandey ji aaye the. Mera dil thoda tharraya, maine turant apna veil aur thoda aage khinch liya aur apni abaya ko sambhala. Maine socha ki shayad wo rasta bhatak gaya hai ya use kisi se milna hai.
 
Lekin jaise hi us ladke ne parlour ka darwaza dhakela aur andar kadam rakha, wahan jo kuchh hua usne mere hosh uda diye. Farha Baaji, jo hamesha parde aur auraton ki hifazat ke usoolon par bohot sakht rehti thin, jo kisi gair-mard ko parlour ki dehleez par khade hone par bhi daant deti thin... wo us ladke ko dekhte hi apni kursi se uchhal padin. Unke chehre par ek aisi khushi aur deewanapan tha jo maine aaj tak nahi dekha tha.
 
"Oye! Mera badmaash aagaya!" Farha Baaji ne zor se kaha. Wo lapak kar us ladke ke paas gayin aur sabke samne, poore parlour ke beech, unhone us 20 saal ke jawan ladke ko gale se laga liya. Meri aankhein hairani se fati ki fati reh gayin. Baat sirf gale lagane tak nahi ruki, Farha Baaji ne bade hi pyaar se us ladke ke dono gaalon ko apne haathon me liya aur uske gaalon par kiss karne lagin, bilkul waise hi jaise koi ammi apne bete par ya koi behad kareebi apne azeez par jaan chhidakta hai.
 
"Tumne toh kaha tha ki tum shaam ko aaoge? Itni jaldi kaise aagaye? Aur mujhe bataya bhi nahi!" Farha Baaji uske baalon ko bigadte hue, behad laad se bol rahi thin. Wo ladka bohot hi haseen muskuraan ke sath bola, "Bas Farha, tumhari yaad aa rahi thi, aur bhook bhi lagi thi, toh socha seedha yahin chala aaun." Usne Farha Baaji ko 'Farha' keh kar pukara, koi 'Aunty' nahi.
 
Main wahan baithi ye sab dekh rahi thi aur mera dimaag kaam karna band kar chuka tha. Farha Baaji ek *** khaatun thin, bhale hi wo parlour chalati thin par wo parde aur *** ka khayal rakhti thin. Ek 20 saal ke jawan mard ke saath unka ye khulapan, ye jism ki nazdeeki... mere *** mizaaj ko bohot bada jhatka de rahi thi. Lekin abhi mere hosh udne ka sabse bada sabab aana baki tha. Jab wo ladka apna chashma utaar kar counter par rakh raha rakhna tha, tab meri nazar uske daayein hath ki kalai par gayi.
 
Us ladke ki kalai par ek lal aur peele rang ka *** bandha hua, Mera jism jaise sunn pad gaya. Wo ek *** ladka tha! Ek gair-***, jawan aur behad handsome mard, jo ek pure *** ladies parlour ke andar khada tha, aur parlour ki maalkin, jo khud ek *** hain, wo use is tarah gale laga rahi thin aur uske gaalon par kiss kar rahi thin.
 
Mera andaruni jung ek baar phir se jaag utha, lekin is baar ye pehle se bilkul alag tha. Mere zehan me sawalon ka ek tufaan khada ho gaya. Ye ladka kaun hai? Farha Baaji ka iske saath kya rishta hai? Ek gair-*** jawan ladke ko is tarah ek ladies parlour ke andar aane ki ijazat kyun di gayi, jahan saari *** auratein bina veil aur parde ke baithi hoti hain?
 
Maine gaur se dekha ki us ladke ke andar aate hi, parlour ki doosri ladkiyan, Saima aur baaki sab bhi bilkul sahaj thin. Unke chehre par koi hairani nahi thi, balki wo sab bhi use dekh kar muskura rahi thin, jaise wo is ladke ko pehle se bohot acche se jaanti hon aur unke liye ye sab bilkul aam baat ho. Wo ladka counter par baith gaya aur uski nigahein dheere-dheere ghumte hue parlour ke andar baithi auraton par padne lagin. Jab uski nazar meri taraf ghumi, jahan main apni kaali abaya aur veil me lapeti hui, hairani se use dekh rahi thi, toh usne apni nigahein mujh par tika din. Uski jawan aur gehri aankhon me ek ajeeb si chanchalata aur sharaarat thi, jise dekh kar mere dil ki dhadkan achanak se tez ho gayi.
 
Maine turant apni nigahein zameen par tika lin, lekin mere dil me ab ek naya darr aur ek nayi bechaini ghar kar chuki thi. Ye kaisa imtihan tha jo *** ne mere samne dobara lakar khada kar diya tha?
 
Raat ki un *** aur *** ke baad maine socha tha ki maine apne dil ke chor ko hamesha ke liye dafna diya hai. Maine socha tha ki meri paakizagi ki deewar itni unchi hai ki koi bhi paraya khayal use faand nahi sakta. Lekin insaan ka dil bhi ajeeb cheez hai, ye jitna sabr ka dindora peet-ta hai, andar se utna hi kamzor aur pyaasa hota hai. Us jawan, haseen *** ladke ki maujoodgi ne parlour ke us saaf-shafaf mahool me ek aisi garmi paida kar di thi, jisne meri saari riyazat ko ek hi pal me hila kar rakh diya.
 
Wo ladka counter ke paas khada tha, lekin uski gehri, jawan aankhein ab poori tarah mujh par aakar tik gayin thin. Wo mujhe ek-tak, bina apni palkein jhapkaye dekh raha tha. Uske dekhne me ek aisi shiddat thi jo meri kaali abaya aur veil ke mote pardon ko bhi cheer kar seedha meri rooh tak pahunch rahi thi.
 
Jaise hi usne mujhe is tarah ghoorna shuru kiya, mere dimaag me sarsarahat hone lagi. Mujhe turant kuchh din pehle aaye, Pandey Ji ki yaad aa gayi. Pandey Ji ne bhi toh mujhe isi tarah ghoora tha, unki nazron me bhi wahi jism ki tapish aur ek aurat ko bhaanpne ki tishnagi thi. Lekin Pandey Ji ki umar 40 se zyada thi, unki nazar me ek ghagpan aur gehra mardana nakhra tha, jabki is ladke ki nazar me ek jawan, sharaarati aur deewanepan ka nasha tha.
 
Mera dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Mera *** mizaaj cheekh-cheekh kar keh raha tha, 'Samreen! Apni nigahein neeche karo! Ye gunah hai, ye tumhari haya ke khilaf hai.' Lekin pata nahi kyun, us din mere jism me jo adhoorepan ki aag sulgi thi, usne aaj mere dimag par kabu paana shuru kar diya. Mera khud par se kaabu khone laga. Mere haath thode kaampne lage aur mehendi ka cone jo mere hath me tha, wo jaise bhari lagne laga. Aur phir wahi hua jo nahi hona chahiye tha. Na chahte hue bhi, jaise kisi adrishya taqat ne meri gardan ko upar khinch liya ho, meri nigaahein uthin aur seedha us ladke ke aankhon me jaakar dhas gayin.
 
Us lamhe, waqt jaise ruk gaya. Uski wo maasoom, nazaqat se bhari aur behad khoobsurat mardana aankhon ne mujhe ek hi pal me apne aakarshan me baandh liya. Un aankhon me ek aisa jaadu tha jo maine aaj tak Asif ki aankhon me bhi nahi dekha tha. Wo ek jawan mard ki poori taqat aur shaan se mujhe dekh raha tha. Jaise hi hamari nigahein mili, maine dekha ki uske gulabi honton par ek behad haseen aur dheemi si muskaan tair gayi. Wo samajh gaya tha ki usne mujhe apne dhyaan me kheench liya hai. Meri sharm aur garmi ab mere gaalon par laali ban kar utar aayi thi, jise maine apne veil ke pichhe chhupane ki koshish ki.
 
Tabhi us ladke ne apni nazar Farha Baaji ki taraf ghumayi aur bohot hi bebaak andaz me puchha, "Farha... ye aunty kaun hain? Inhe maine pehle yahan kabhi nahi dekha.", Usne mujhe 'aunty' kaha, shayad meri umar aur mere is bhaari parda-nasheen libas ko dekh kar, lekin uski aawaz me jo ras tha, wo kisi aunty ke liye nahi, balki ek haseen aurat ke liye tha.
 
Farha Baaji ne tab tak fridge se ek thanda glass nikala, jisme unhone laal rang ka Rooh Afza sharbat banaya hua tha. Unhone wo glass bohot hi laad se us ladke ke haathon me thamaya aur uske sar par hath fira kar meri taraf ishara kiya. "Arre Vivaan, ye hamari Samreen hain. Aajkal hamare parlour ki sabse behtareen mehendi artist. Inke haathon me jo safai hai na, wo poore shehar me kahin nahi milegi," Farha Baaji ne meri tareefon ke pul baandhte hue kaha.
 
Phir Farha Baaji ne counter se thoda aage badhkar mujhse kaha, "Samreen, tumhe yaad hai na? Kuchh din pehle jo Pandey Ji aaye the, apni wife ko lekar, jinko tumne mehendi lagaya tha aur wo bohot khush hui thi... ye unhi ka eklauta beta hai, Vivaan." Farha Baaji ke muh se ye sunte hi mere hosh ud gaye. Vivaan! Toh ye Pandey Ji ka beta hai! Mere dil se ek aah nikali, Waah! Jaisa baap, waisa beta! Baap ne mujhe apni dhalti umar ki nazron se ghoora tha, aur ab ye beta apni jawan aur qaatilana aankhon se meri paakizagi ka mazaak uda raha tha. Dono baap-bete me ek hi jaisi mardana kashish thi, par is ladke me ek alag hi nasha tha jo kisi bhi aurat ko bhatkane ke liye kaafi tha.
 
Maine apne aap ko sambhala. Main ek shareef aur nikaah-shuda aurat thi, isiliye maine apne mizaaj ki narmdili ko banaye rakha. Maine unki taraf dekha, apne labon par ek behad halki aur adab se bhari muskaan laayi aur bohot hi dheeme se unhe greet kiya. "Assalam Alaikum," maine kaha, bhale hi wo *** the, par mere muh se mere *** ke mutabiq hi alfaz nikale.
 
Vivaan ne apna Rooh Afza ka glass honton se lagaya, ek ghoot piye aur meri is halki si muskaan ko dekh kar uski aankhein aur chamak uthin. Usne glass neeche rakha aur bola, "Namaste, Samreen Aunty. Aapki mehendi ki tareef toh mummy ghar par karti hi hain, par aaj dekh kar lag raha hai ki aap khud... aapka kaam sach me bohot khoobsurat hai." Uske is andaz ne mere andar ek naya tufaan khada kar diya. Baap ne paise ka thasra dikhaya tha, par is bete ne apni zubaan aur nazron ka aisa jaal feka tha jisme mera sabr ab dheere-dheere tootne ki kagar par pahunch raha tha.

[Porshi]

Bahut badhiya update

[Shaggs143@@]

Want long update bro, next time plz give long update

[मासूम माँ]

zabardast update

[Alima sanah]

badhia update but bht chota update.. Samreen ka parda na utarne dena kisi bi haal mein

[गांडवाली]

chamatkar aur bahut bahut shandaar writings

[Herotic]

EPISODE 04

Raat ke sannate me jab insaan apne khayalon se darta hai, toh wo subah ki roshni me unhi khayalon ke samne aakar khada ho jata hai. Vivaan ke un alfaazon aur uski sharaarat bhari nigaahon ne mere dil me jo khalbali machayi thi, main abhi usse sambhal bhi nahi payi thi ki usne counter par glass rakhte hue ek aisi baat kahi jisne mere pairo tale zameen khinch li.

Vivaan ne Rooh Afza ka aakhri ghoot liya aur glass counter par rakhte hue Farha Baaji ki taraf ghum gaya. Uske chehre par ab ek munasib aur gambhir mizaaj tha, jo kisi bade baap ke bete ka ho sakta hai. "Farha, asal me main aise hi nahi aaya tha," Vivaan ne apni khubsurat aawaz me kaha. "Do din baad mera birthday hai. Dad ne ghar par ek bohot badi party rakhi hai, jisme hamare saare rishtedar aur padosi aane wale hain. Mummy, relatives aur baaki ki jo ladies hain ghar ki, wo sab chahti hain ki is baar unhe sabse behtareen mehendi lagayi jaaye. Mummy ne saaf kaha hai ki unhe wahi artist chahiye jisne us din unke haath par wo shaandar design banaya tha."
 
Usne mera ka naam nahi liya, lekin uski nigaah ghumi aur seedha mujh par aakar tik gayi. Uski aankhon me ek jeet ka ehsaas tha, jaise use pata ho ki wo jo chah raha hai, wo hokar rahega. "Toh main ye keh raha tha," Vivaan ne baat aage badhayi, "ki tum kisi ko hamare ghar bhej do. Ek-do din ke liye wahan rehna padega, kyunki ladies kaafi hain aur sabko alag-alag tarah ke heavy designs lagwane hain. Paise ki bilkul chinta mat karna, jitna bologe, dad usse dugna dene ko taiyar hain."
 
"Arre Vivaan! Isme puchhne ki kya baat hai? Aur aisa thodi hai ki hamare parlour se pehli baar koi tumhare ghar jaane wala hai? Main to khud kitni baar gyi hun… lekin Jab mummy ne khud pasand kiya hai, toh hamari sabse best artist hi wahan jayegi," Farha Baaji ne bade fakr se kaha aur mujhse mukhatib huin. "Samreen! Sun rahi ho na? Parso Pandey Ji ke ghar par Vivaan ke birthday ki wajah se mehendi ka ek chhota function hai. Tumhe wahan jaana hai. Ek-do din ka kaam hai, bohot achhe paise milenge aur hamare parlour ka naam bhi aur bada hoga."
 
Farha Baaji ki baat sunte hi jaise mere kaano me sairan bajne lage. Mere hosh poori tarah se ud gaye. Mera dil itni zore se dhadakne laga ki mujhe laga wo abhi mere seene se nikal kar farsh par gir padega. Mere hath-pair thande pad gaye, aur lagatar bolne wali meri zubaan jaise talwe se chipak gayi. Ek gair-*** ke ghar? Aur wo bhi ek-do din ke liye rukna?
 
Mera andaruni *** mizaaj is baat ko soch kar hi kaamp utha. Mai ek 34 saal ki nikaah-shuda, paakiza aur parda nasheen *** aurat hoon. Maine apni poori zindagi apne ghar aur *** daayre me guzari hai. Parlour aana hi mere liye ek bohot bada kadam tha, jahan sirf auratein hoti thin, isiliye mere shauhar ne mujhe ijazat di thi. Lekin ek aise ghar me jaana jahan gair-*** mard honge, jahan ka mahool hamare *** se bilkul alag hoga, aur sabse badi baat, jahan Pandey Ji aur unka ye 20 saal ka jawan, handsome beta Vivaan mauzood hoga, jo mujhe pehle hi aisi nazron se dekh chuka hai... ye mere liye kisi imtihan se kam nahi tha.
 
Mera gala bilkul sukhne laga. Mujhe saans lene me thodi takleef mehsoos hone lagi. Maine apne purse ko zor se bheencha. Mera dimaag mujhe chilla-chilla kar keh raha tha, 'Samreen, hargiz nahi! Wahan mat jaana. Wo *** ka ghar hai, wahan teri haya par aanch aa sakti hai. Asif ko jab pata chalega toh unhe kitna bura lagega.' Bhale hi hamari zindagi me financial struggle chal raha tha, lekin itne paise ke liye main apne *** aur parde ke usoolon ko daav par nahi laga sakti thi.
 
Vivaan aur Farha Baaji dono meri taraf dekh rahe the. Vivaan ki aankhon me ek ajeeb sa intezar tha, wo dekhna chahta tha ki main kya jawab deti hoon. Maine gehri saans li, apne sukh rahe gale ko saaf karne ke liye halka sa khanghara, aur apni nigaahein neeche hi rakhte hue bohot hi narm, dabi magar saaf aawaz me bola.
 
"Farha Baaji... main... main wahan nahi ja paungi," maine bohot hi darte hue, par pyaar se kaha. Farha Baaji ka chehre achanak se badal gaya. Unki muskaan gayab ho gayi aur unhone hairani se puchha, "Kyun Samreen? Kya pareshani hai? Itna bada order hai, aur tum mana kar rahi ho?"

Maine apne veil ko thoda aur aage khinchte hue kaha, "Baaji, aap toh janti hain. Mera ghar, mere shauhar... unhone mujhe parlour me kaam karne ki ijazat isiliye di kyunki yahan sirf khawateen hoti hain. Kisi ke ghar jaakar, aur wo bhi ek-do din ke liye ruk kar kaam karna mere liye mumkin nahi hoga. Mere ghar ke usool aur mera parda mujhe iski ijazat nahi dete. Aap kisi aur ladki ko bhej dijiye, Saima ya kisi aur ko."
 
Meri is baat par Vivaan ke chehre par jo muskaan thi, wo thodi dheemi pad gayi. Usne mujhe bade gaur se dekha, jaise wo meri is pakizagi aur mere is sakht parde ke usoolon ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho. Maine apna faisla suna diya tha, bhale hi darr ke sath, par meri niyat saaf thi, main kisi bhi haal me us *** ke ghar me kadam nahi rakhna chahti thi.
 
Khair, Insaan ka zahir kitna alag ho sakta hai, iska andaza mujhe us dopahar se pehle bilkul nahi tha. Hum aksar logon ke libas, unke bolne ke andaz aur unke banaye gaye sakht usoolon ko dekh kar unhe paakiza aur *** samajh baithte hain. Lekin *** ki is duniya me parde ke peechhe kya khichdi pak rahi hoti hai, ye sirf wahi zaat jaanti hai. Meri saaf aur narm inkaar ne Farha Baaji ke chehre par mayusi ki ek gehri parat chhod di thi.
 
Farha Baaji ne mujhe kuchh pal ke liye behad thandi aur naraz nigaahon se dekha. Unhe lag raha tha ki maine unke haath se ek bohot bada aur mehenga order nikal diya hai. Lekin unhone mujhse us waqt kuchh nahi kaha. Unhone Vivaan ki taraf dekha, jo ab bhi mujhe ek ajeeb sa chhuppa hua teer chalati nazron se dekh raha tha.
 
"Chalo Vivaan, tum mere personal chamber me aao. Hum wahan baith kar baat karte hain ki iska kya hal nikalna hai," Farha Baaji ne apni aawaz ko thoda badalte hue kaha. Vivaan ne apna chashma uthaya, ek aakhri baar meri taraf dekh kar muskuraya, aur Farha Baaji ke peechhe-peechhe unke private cabin ke andar chala gaya. Darwaza halki si aawaz ke sath band ho gaya.
 
Dheere-dheere dopahar dhalne lagi aur parlour me baaki bache hue clients bhi apna-apna kaam karwa kar ek-ek karke nikal gaye. Saima aur parlour ki doosri ladkiyan bhi apna shift khatam karke ghar ke liye rawanah ho gayin. Poore parlour me ek ajeeb sa sannata chha gaya. Main apni mez par baithi hui mehendi ke cones ko sambhal rahi thi aur unhe apne purse me rakh rahi thi. Mera irada bhi ab ghar nikalne ka hi tha, kyunki kaam poora ho chuka tha.
 
Tabhi, us gehri khamoshi ko cheerte hue mere kaano me ek ajeeb si aawaz aayi. Maine apne haath rok liye. Wo aawaz bohot dheemi thi, lekin is khali parlour me saaf sunayi de rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha jaise koi aurat dard, ya phir kisi ajeeb si bechaini me karaah rahi ho. Maine ghaur se kaan lagaye. Wo aawaz kisi bahar ki gali se nahi, balki parlour ke kone me bane Farha Baaji ke usi personal chamber se aa rahi thi.
 
Mere dil me achanak se ek dhakka laga. Vivaan abhi bhi andar hi hai.., Mera dimaag jo pehle se hi Pandey Ji aur Vivaan ki mardana kashish ke khayalon se bhatak chuka tha, wo ab mujhe galat aur napaak khayalon ki taraf kheenchne laga. Kya chal raha hai andar? Farha Baaji toh itni strict aur *** aurat hain, wo har ladki ko parde ki nasihat deti hain. Phir ek 20 saal ke gair-*** ladke ke sath andar se aisi aawazein?
 
Maine himmat ki. Mere kadam kaamp rahe the, par ek anjaan shauk aur sacchai ko dekhne ki chah ne mujhe aage badhne par majboor kar diya. Maine dabe paon, bina koi aawaz kiye, counter ko paar kiya aur seedha Baaji ke chamber ke darwaze par aakar ruk gayi. Darwaza poori tarah band nahi tha, usme ek bariki si faank chhooti hui thi. Maine apni saans roki, apni ek aankh us darar par tikayi aur andar jhaanka.
 
Jo manzar us darar ke paar meri aankhon ne dekha, usne mere pairon tale se zameen hi nikal di. Mera poora jism ek hi pal me barf ki tarah thanda pad gaya aur mere haath kaampne lage. Farha Baaji, jo roz yahan baith kar auraton ko haya aur saleeqe ka paath padhati thin, wo is waqt sofe par ghodi bani hui thin. Unka woh dupatta, jise wo hamesha apne seene par saleeqe se rakhti thin, wo zameen par ek kachre ki tarah feka hua tha. Unki kurti upar ki taraf khinchi hui thi aur unke jism ka nichla hissa poori tarah nanga tha. Unki panty unki jaangho me aakar fasi hui thi, Aur unke peechhe khada tha Pandey Ji ka beta, Vivaan Pandey.
 
Vivaan poori tarah nanga tha. Uske 20 saal ke jawan aur muscular jism ko dekh kar main hairan aur sunn reh gayi. Uske choude sheene, uski peeth ki nazaqat aur uski jaangho ki taqat saaf dikh rahi thi. Wo poore josh aur deewanapan me Farha Baaji ki chut me apna lund daal raha tha aur behad berahmi aur taqat ke sath unki chudai kar raha tha. Har ek dhakke ke sath sofe se halki sarsarahat ki aawaz aa rahi thi.
 
Mera dil itni zor se dhadakne laga ki mujhe laga mera dum ghut jayega. Main apni kaali abaya me lipti hui, darwaze se chipki khadi thi, par meri nigaahein us manzar se hat nahi rahi thin. Farha Baaji halki-halki aawaz me karaah rahi thin, unka chehre par nasha aur lutf saaf jhalak raha tha. Wo chup nahi thin, balki wo Vivaan ko aur uksa rahi thin.
 
"Aaah... Vivaan... aur zor se... tumhara ye lund... mere shauhar se hazar guna behtar hai," Farha Baaji ne haanfte hue, behad kaamuk baaton me kaha. "Mujhe... mujhe sirf tumse hi chudna pasand hai... yahan tak ki tumhare baap se bhi… mere shauhar, wo toh do minute me dher ho jaate hain... tumhara ye jawan jism mujhe pagal kar deta hai..."
 
Unke ye alfaaz mere kaano me pighle hue sheeshe ki tarah gire. Mere zehan me achanak apne shauhar Asif ka chehra ghoom gaya, jo do minute bhi nahi tik paate the. Mujhe mehsoos hua ki Farha Baaji ki dastan bhi mujhse milti-julti thi, par unhone is adhoorepan ko mitane ke liye is gunah aur napaaki ka rasta chuna tha, aur wo bhi ek 20 saal ke jawan *** ladke ke sath. Mera jism is manzar ko dekh kar aur un baaton ko sunkar ek ajeeb si garmi se bharne laga. Mere andar ka guilt aur meri haya mujhe wahan se bhaagne ke liye keh rahi thin, par meri aankhein us jawan aur muscular Vivaan ke josh ko dekh kar jaise wahin jamm chuki thin. Parde ke peechhe ka ye nanga sach meri paakiza duniya ko tabaah karne ke liye kaafi tha.
 
Darwaze ki us barik si faank ke peechhe khadi main, ek paakiza aur nikaah-shuda aurat, is waqt ek aise nange sach ke samne khadi thi jisne meri poori *** duniya ko ulat-pulat kar diya tha. Meri saans bilkul thami hui thi. Mujhe darr tha ki agar mere abaya ki halki sarsarahat bhi hui, toh andar chal raha ye napaak silsila ruk jayega aur mai pakdi jaungi. Magar mera dil aur dimaag is waqt ek ajeeb hi kashmakash me the. Ek taraf ghin aur guilt ka bojh tha, toh doosri taraf ek jawan mard ke muscular jism ki taqat ko apni aankhon se dekhne ka wo nasha, jisne mere andar sulagti hui garmi ko aur bhadka diya tha.
 
Vivaan ke har ek dhakke me wo mardana salahiyat aur josh tha jo mere shauhar me kabhi nahi tha. Uska wo gathila aur chouda jism Farha Baaji ke upar poore rob se chal raha tha. Farha Baaji ke bikhre hue baal, unki nangi peeth aur unki jaangho me fasi hui panty is baat ki gawah thi ki wo is gunah me poori tarah doob chuki thin. Vivaan ne achanak apna ek hath aage badhakar Farha Baaji ke baalon ko peeche se zor se pakda, jisse unka sar peechhe ki taraf jhuka. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa guroor aur sharaarat thi, wahi sharaarat jo usne kuchh der pehle counter par mujhe dekhte waqt apni aankhon me dikhayi thi.
 
"Farha... tumhari ye chut sach me kamaal hai," Vivaan ne haanfte hue, behad gandi aur kaamuk aawaz me kaha. "Jitni garam aur tight ye do-teen saal pehle thi, aaj bhi bilkul waisi hi hai. Jab mai 18 saal ka hua tha aur tumne pehli baar apna dupatta hataya tha mere liye, tab se lekar aaj tak, mujhe tumse zyada maza kisi aur ke sath nahi aaya." Uski ye baat sunte hi mere hosh ka ek aur parda ud gaya. 18 saal ki umar se?
 
Mera dimaag hisab lagane laga. Yaani jab Vivaan sirf ek ladka tha, tabhi se Farha Baaji ne use apne is jism ke jaal me baandh liya tha. Ek *** aurat hokar, apne shauhar ke hote hue, unhone ek gair-*** ladke ko uski jawani ke shuruat me hi is gunah ki raah par daal diya tha. Aur ye silsila do-teen saalon se lagatar is ladies parlour ke parde ke peechhe chal raha tha, jahan bahar hum jaise shareef auratein *** aur haya ki baatein karti thin.
 
Vivaan ki baat sunkar Farha Baaji ne aah bhari. Unka chehra lutf aur saroor se laal ho chuka tha. hUnhone peeche mudkar Vivaan ke un muscular sheene par apne haath rakhe aur uske jism se aur chipakne ki koshish ki. "Ah... Vivaan, tum sahi keh rahe ho," Farha Baaji ne sisakte hue kaha. "In do-teen saalon me tumne mujhe jo sukoon diya hai, wo mujhe meri poori nikaah-shuda zindagi me kabhi nahi mila. Mera shauhar... wo toh jaise mard ke naam par sirf ek khilona hai. Do-teen jhatke aur sab khatam. Par tumhara ye jawan lund... ye jab andar tak jata hai, toh meri rooh tak kaamp jaati hai. Aur tumhara wo baap… uffff Pandey ji… saale tum dono baap bete ke lund ne meri pyaas na jaane kitni baar bujhayi hai… haayeee *** main is parlour me sirf tumhara intezar karti hoon. Mujhe tumse chudna itna pasand hai ki main iske bina reh hi nahi sakti."
 
Unke ye alfaaz mere kaano me aag ki tarah lag rahe the. Mera poora jism, jo meri kaali abaya ke andar lipta hua tha, is waqt buri tarah se tap raha rakhna tha. Mujhe apne shauhar ki kamzori yaad aa rahi thi. Mera dil chilla-chilla kar keh raha tha ki Farha Baaji jo kar rahi hain wo ek sangeen gunah hai, jahannum ki aag ka rasta hai. Lekin mera jism... mera wo adhoora jism jo mere shauhar ke do minute me dher ho jaane ki wajah se hamesha pyaasa reh jata tha, wo is waqt Vivaan ke is mardana khel ko dekh kar andar hi andar bilkul pighal chuka tha.
 
Maine apni aakhein band kar lin, par wo aawazein, Vivaan ke jism ke dhakko ki aawaz aur Farha Baaji ke karaahne ki sarsarahat mere zehan me goonjti rahin. Mujhe achanak ek bohot bada guilt mehsoos hua. Main yahan kya kar rahi hoon? Mai ek paakiza khatoon hoon, main apne shauhar ki wafadar biwi hoon. Agar maine is napaaki ko aur dekha, toh mera imaan poori tarah se tabaah ho jayega.
 
Lekin jab maine dobara aankhein kholin, toh meri nazar phir se darar ke paar chali gayi. Vivaan ka wo jawan, nanga aur khoobsurat jism is waqt mere andar ek ajeeb si chah paida kar raha tha. Maine socha, kya Pandey Ji aur unka beta Vivaan sach me aisi taqat rakhte hain jo kisi bhi aurat ke parde ko taar-taar kar sake? Vivaan ke is raaz ne mere samne ek aisi deewar khadi kar di thi, jiske ek taraf mera *** aur haya thi, aur doosri taraf ek aurat ki wo jalti hui pyaas jo shayad zindagi bhar adhoori rehne wali thi.
 
Darwaze ki us barik faank se jo manzar meri aankhon ke saamne chal raha tha, usne pehle hi meri rooh ko jhanjhod kar rakh diya tha. Farha Baaji aur Vivaan ke beech ka ye napaak rishta, is ladies parlour ke parde ke peechhe chhupa hua ye ganda raaz meri samajh se pare tha. Main apni kaali abaya me lipti hui, saans roke khadi thi, aur mera dil itni zore se dhadak raha tha jaise abhi seene se bahar nikal aayega. Lekin abhi jo baatein un dono ke muh se nikalne wali thin, usne mere dimaag ki nasen hila kar rakh din. Mera poora jism khauf aur sharmindagi se poori tarah tharr-tharra utha.
 
Vivaan jo abhi tak poore josh me Farha Baaji ki sharmgaah me apne jawan jism ki taqat undhel raha tha, achanak uski raftaar thodi dheemi hui. Usne Baaji ke bikhre hue baalon ko chhod kar unki kamar par apne mazboot haath tikaye. Uski saansen tez thin aur uske handsome chehre par ek ajeeb sa deewanapan tha, wahi nasha jo ek ameer baap ke laadle aur bigde hue bete me hota hai jise har cheez haasil karne ki aadat ho.
 
"Farha..." Vivaan ne haanpate hue, ek ziddi bachhe ki tarah bilkul ajeeb andaz me kaha. "Mujhe ek cheez chahiye. Aur tum jaanti ho ki main jis cheez par hath rakh doon, wo mujhe chahiye hi chahiye."
 
Farha Baaji ne sofe par ghodi bani hui halat me hi apni gardan halki si ghumayi, unki aankhon me chudai ka nasha aur lutf saaf jhalak raha tha. "Aaah... bolo na mere Vivaan, tumhe kya chahiye? Meri jaan hazir hai mere chhote Pandey ji ke liye... aaahhh… Batao, kya chahiye mere badmaash ko?", Vivaan ne ek gehri saans li aur uske labon par ek sharaarat-bhari aur kameeni muskaan aagayi. "Mujhe tumhari ye nayi mehendi artist... ye Samreen chahiye. Mujhe use chodna hai, kisi bhi keemat par!"
 
Ye sunte hi mere kaano me jaise koi dhamaka hua. Mera sar chakkar khane laga aur maine darwaze ka choukhat zor se thaam liya taaki mai gir na jaoon. haaye ***… Vivaan mujhe... mujhe apni napaaki ka shikaar banana chahta hai?, Vivaan baat karte-karte aur aag-babula hone laga. Uska josh ab ek ajeeb zidd me badal chuka tha. Usne achanak apn bada aur muscular haath uthaya aur poore zor se Farha Baaji ki nangi gaand par ek zordar thappad mara.

Chataaaaaak!

 

Us thappad ki aawaz is khali parlour me itni zor se goonji ki main andar tak kaamp gayi. Farha Baaji ke munh se dard aur lutf ki ek mili-julti cheekh nikali. Vivaan ruka nahi, usne ek ke baad ek do-teen thappad unki gaand par aur mare, jisse wahan ki chamdi poori tarah laal ho gayi.
 
"Mujhe nahi pata, Farha!" Vivaan ne apni zidd dohrate hue kaha, uski aawaz me ek ajeeb sa mardana roab tha. "Maine jab counter par use dekha tha… aaahhh… tabhi se mera lund uski us kaali abaya aur veil ke peeche chhupe jism ke liye pagal ho raha hai. Wo dikhne me itni hot aur sundar hai, aur uski wo paakiza nazrein... uffff saali… mujhe uski wo haya taar-taar karni hai. Tumne suna na usne kaise mana kar diya mere ghar aane se? Mujhe uski wahi hekdi nikaalni hai. Tum use manaogi, kisi bhi tarah manaogi!"
 
Maine socha tha ki Farha Baaji ek aurat hone ke naate, aur meri izzat ki hifazat karne wali owner hone ke naate Vivaan ko daantengi. Wo use samjhayengi ki Samreen ek shareef, nikaah-shuda aur paakiza aurat hai, wo aisi-waisi nahi hai. Lekin parde ke peechhe chal rahi is napaaki me aakhir ek aurat hi doosri aurat ki dushman ban chuki thi, jaisa ki hamesha se kaha jata hai ki ek aurat hi aurat ki dushman hoti hai.
 
Farha Baaji, jo Vivaan ke thappadon ke dard se thoda karaah rahi thin, unhone uski ye zidd sunkar gussa karne ke bajay ek ajeeb si kaamuk hasi hasna shuru kar diya. Wo dard me bhi halki-halki has rahi thin, jaise unhe Vivaan ka ye ziddi aur wild andaz aur zyada pasand aa raha ho. Unhone apne jism ko aur peechhe dhakela taaki Vivaan ka lund unke andar aur gehra utar sake.
 
"Ah... Vivaan... tum sach me bohot badmaash ho," Farha Baaji ne haanfte hue aur Vivaan ke josh ko badhate hue kaha. "Theek hai mere shaitaan pandey ji... tum itni zidd kar rahe ho toh mai mana lungi use. Tum chinta mat karo. Main koi na koi bahana bana kar, use paise ka laalach dekar ya phir kisi kaam ke bahaane parso tumhare ghar bhej dungi. Ek baar wo tumhare ghar pahunch gayi, phir tum jo chahe karna. Apni bistar garm karna ya kuchh bhi. Wo bechari toh bohot seedhi hai, use kya pata ki bahar ki duniya me kya hota hai."
 
Farha Baaji ne aage bolte hue ek aur ganda jhatka diya. "Waise bhi, uske shauhar ki maali halat kharab hai. Main uski majboori ka fayda uthaungi. Tum bas parso apni party ki taiyari karo, Samreen tumhare bistar tak zaroor pahunchegi… par pehle tumhari is raand ko to shaant kar do mere shehzaade… ummhhhh"
 
Vivaan ne jab ye suna, toh uski khushi ka thikana nahi raha. Usne poore josh me aakar Farha Baaji ko sofe par aur zor se dabaya aur apni chudai ki raftaar ko poori tarah tezi se badha diya. Wo dono is napaak khel me doob gaye, is baat se bilkul bekhabar ki jis Samreen ko wo apni saazish ka shikaar banana chahte hain, wo darwaze ke bahar khadi unki ek-ek baat sun rahi hai.
 
Mera poora jism is waqt paseene se naha chuka tha. Meri kaali abaya ke andar mera dil aisi zor se dharak raha tha jaise koi dhol baj raha ho. Main batana nhi chahti par meri… meri panty bhi puri geeli ho gyi thi. Mere samne ab poori saazish saaf thi. Jo Farha Baaji kal tak meri tareef karti thin, jo mujhe apni behtareen artist maanti thin, wo sirf apne is 20 saal ke gair-*** yaar Vivaan ki khushi aur uski zidd poori karne ke liye meri izzat ka sauda karne ko taiyar thin.
 
Mera gala poori tarah sookh chuka tha. Mere andar ka *** mizaaj aur meri paakizagi mujhe cheekh-cheekh kar keh rahi thi, 'Samreen, yahan se bhaag! Apna purse utha aur is napaak jagah se hamesha ke liye nikal ja. Ye log shaitan ke roop hain, ye teri haya aur tere nikaah ko tabaah kar denge.'
 
Lekin doosri taraf, ek aurat hone ke naate, aur us adhoorepan ki aag me sulagne ke naate jo mere shauhar ki kamzori ki wajah se mere andar thi... mere dimaag me ek behad chhupa hua aur gunahgaar khayal bhi aaya. Vivaan jaisa jawan, muscular aur taqatwar mard... jo kisi bhi aurat ko poori tarah se pighalane ki salahiyat rakhta hai, wo mere jism ke liye is hadd tak pagal ho raha hai? Uski wo zidd, unki wo nangi taqat jo main is waqt dekh rahi thi, usne mere andar ek ajeeb si thartharahat paida kar di thi. Maine socha, kya main sach me is saazish se bach paungi? Ya phir *** ne meri haya ka koi aur hi imtihan tay kar rakha hai?
 
Maine apne haath ko apne munh par rakha taaki meri rone ya saans lene ki aawaz bahar na aaye. Maine dabe paon peechhe ki taraf kadam badhaye. Mai parlour ke main area me aayi, apna purse uthaya, aur bina kisi aawaz ke parlour ka kaanch ka darwaza khol kar bahar nikal aayi. Bahar sham ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi, par mere andar ek aisi aag sulag rahi thi jo mujhe poori tarah se jala kar rakh dene wali thi. Mujhe parso ka intezar tha, aur ab mujhe apne imaan, apne parde aur apni izzat ki hifazat ke liye ek bohot badi jung ladni thi.

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