14-04-2020, 10:38 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-05-2020, 09:58 AM by KissOfLove. Edited 5 times in total. Edited 5 times in total.)
Update 1
Meri maa Shweta 40 saal ki ho chuki hai. Lekin, unhe dekh kar koi ye nahi bol sakta ki wo challis ki hogi. Jab wo bazaar jati hai, to sabhi log ghur ghur kar unko hi dekhte huelaar tapkate hai, maano wo koi 25 saal ki yuvti ho. Unka figure 36-28-38 hai. Unki gand dekh kar pata nahi mere mohallo ke kitne hi log muth marte honge. Jo bhi unki gand ek baar dekh le, apne land ko kaboo me nahi rakh sakta. Meri maa ki gudaaz gand kisi ke bhi land se paani tapka sakta hai. Mera bhi yahi haal hota hai apni maa ke ubhardar gand ko dekh kar. Ji karta hai pant khol ke unki gand ki dararo me apna land sata doon. Roz unki gand ko soch soch kar muth bhi marta hoon mai. Unki chuchhiyan bhi bahut bade bade hai, mano unki chuchhiyon me 2 litre dood bhara ho. Chuchhiya blouse faad kar bahar aane ko aatur rahti hai hamesa. Jab wo ghar ka kam karti hai to mai hamesa unki chuchhiyan aur gand dekhta rahta hoon. Isi tarah mere din kat hi rahe the, ki achanak mere jeewan me kuch rochak ghatna ghati, aur mai zero se hero ban gaya.
Ek din subah 8 baje ke aap paas main apne bistar par leta tha. Aur, bistar par lete lete apne diary me chudai ki kaalpnik planning kar raha tha. Hath me sketch pen liye apne plan ka raw sketch bana raha tha, ki kis tarah cross combination banega sare jodo ka, aur kaise sabko busy rakh kar apna kaam nikal sakta hoon. Dimag me sirf ek baat chal rahi thi – “Everything should be planned.” Lekin main ajnabi film ka akshay kumar nahi hoon, jo jeeti hui baazi apne chutiyapa ki wajah se haar jaunga, jarur kareena ki gaddedar gand ne uske dimag par patthar mar diye honge.
Khair main apne planning me kafi mashroof tha, ki tabhi mere kamre me Pammi didi aati hai, main itna busy tha ki mujhe pata hi nahi chalta hai. Hum teeno bhai bahan aapas me bahut khule hue hai, ek dusre se kuch bhi share karne me jhijhakte nahi. Khule sabdo me apne maan ki baat ek dusre ko bata dete hai. Aur aisa kyu hai, ye kabhi aur jann lijiyega.
To Pammi Didi mere bistar ke paas aakar check kar rahi thi ki main kya bana raha hoon, mera dhyan Pammi Didi par bilkul nahi gaya, Aur Pammi Didi ne wo sketch dekh liya, usse sari planning ki jaankari ho gayi, ki main kya kya soch raha tha en dino. Sketch me saaf saaf sabke naam likhe the, aur kaun kiski kya marega ye bhi defined the, Pammi didi ne sketch ko dhyan se dekha aur mujh par chillane lagi – “Ye kya sktech hai Sourav, ye kya plan bana rahe ho, ye kya hai, Maa ki gand apne dost Sumit se marwane ka sign hai ye, aur badle me uski bahan Pooja ki gand milegi tumko. Aur, Renu ki gand, unknown time ka kya matlab hua, dusre dost Nilesh ki maa ka naam bhi likha hai. To tum yahi sab plan kar rahe ho aaj kal.”
Me –“Are didi, tum bina bole andar kyu aa gayi. Aur main kya kar raha hoon, iski jasoosi karne ki kya jarurat thi”
Pammi Didi –“Main jasoosi nahi karti to tu to Maa ki gand Sumit se marwa deta.”
Me –“Didi, badle me mujhe uski bahan Pooja ki unchudi gand mil bhi to rahi hai. Aur agar bazzi achhi padi to bhabhi aur uski maa ko bhi chod lunga”
Pammi Didi –“aur ye Annu kaun hai, tu isko Nilesh ke liye reserve kyu likha hai. Aur ye Anjana par question mark, fir Pinki kaun hai again question mark.”
Didi ne dhyan se pure sketch ko dekha aur samajhne ki kosish ki, fir mujh par jor si cheekha. “Kya hai ye, hai kya ye aakhir????”
Me –“Didi, aap to samajh hi chuki hai, Ye planning hai ki kaun kisse chudegi aur kaise chudegi.”
Didi –“Lekin tune aadha sketch hi banaya hai kya? Pura kar isko, fir main dekhti hoon.”
Me –“Didi, sketch to lagbhag pura ho hi chuka tha, ki tum aa gayi.”
Didi –“To kya ye pura sketch hai.”
Me –“Ha nahi to aur kya!!!! Ab isme Katrina Kaif aur Kareena Kapoor ka naam bhi likhu kya????”
Didi –“Main kya Katrina se kam hu? Ahhhhammm.... Ye sab kya hai bhai, main bahut gussa hoon tujh par.”
Me –“Kyu didi, main jawaan ho gaya hu, kuch to karunga na apni hawas mitane ke liye.”
Didi –“To kya teri hawas itni jyada hai ki tujhe 5-6 ladkiya chahiye, wo bhi kori kori, aur badle me tu apni maa ki gand bhi marwane ko taiyar hain.”
Me –“To kya hua didi, Maa ki hazaro baar chudi hui gand ke badle agar mujhe naya sealband gand mil rahi hai to, aap kyu gussa ho rahi hai.”
Didi –“Are gussa kyu na karu, iss sketch me to mera aur Priya ka koi zikr hi nahi hai. To gussa nahi karungi kya. Kya tumhe apni didi aur bahan acchi nahi lagti?”
Me –“Didi ........ ye kya bol rahi ho didi. Iss sketch me tumhara naam kyu dalunga main.”
Didi –“Jab tu apni Maa chudwa sakta hain, to apni Didi aur Bahan nahi chuda sakta kya? Mujhme aisi kya burai hai ki tune mera naam shamil nahi kiya iss sex ke mahayuddhh me.”
Me –“Didi, main apse bahut pyar karta hoon, apko kisi aur ke samne kaise daal sakta hoon, aap meri didi ho koi mutton nahi, jo kisi bhi kutte ke samne daal diya.”
Didi –“To kya teri Maa chicken ka tukda hai jo apne kutte dost ko khilane ki soch raha hai?????? Bol??????????? bol na?????????”
Me –“Didi, uske badle to mujhe makkan jaisi gand bhi to milegi na.”
Didi –“Agar Maa ki itni chudi hui gand ke badle tujhe makkan jaisi gand mil sakti hai, to soch meri Angoor si jawani ke badle tujhe kya kya mil sakta hai.”
Me –“Lekin main......”
Didi –“Are soch mat jyada, ban ja mera dalaal, meri hawas ki aag bahut jor ki jal uthi hai Sourav, ab tu jaldi se mujhe bhi chudwa de kisi se, setting kara de meri bhi bhai.”
Me –“Didi, main apse bahut pyar karta hu, apko kisi se chudte hue dekh nahi paunga. Ap ungli kyu nahi karti hai.”
Didi –“Tu bhi to muth marta hi hai, lekin fir bhi tu boor chodne ke liye paagal hue jaa raha hai na.”
Me –“Didi, main muth marta hoon, ye tumhe kaise pata.”
Didi –“Mujhe sab pata hai, bathroom me meri panty me muth maar ke rakh dete ho. Kya sochte ho humko nahi pata chalega.”
Me –“Didi, lekin maine aapki panty par kabhi muth nahi mara, kai baar Maa ke kapdo par muth maari hai. Lekin kasam se didi maine kabhi aapki panty ko hath tak nahi lagaya.”
Didi –“Tumne aisa nahi karte ho to kya Priya aisa karegi, nahi to kya Maa ke laude nikal aaye hai?”
Me –“Sach me didi maine teri panty par kabhi muth nahi mari hai, Pinki Promise.”
Didi –“To fir kisi na kisi ne to aisa kiya hai na, ki khud meri panty ne muth nikal diya hai.”
Me –“Mujhe lagta hai Papa ne kiya hoga, kyuki unke siwa aur koi aur hai bhi to nahi land wala ghar me. Kahi aisa to nahi hai ki Papa ko tum acchi lagti ho. Aur papa tumhe chodna chahte ho??”
Didi –“Ho sakta hai, hone ko to kuch bhi ho sakta hai, lekin main soch rahi ho ki Papa aisa kar sakte hai kya??”
Me –“Matlab tum Papa se chudne ke liye ready ho didi. Tumhi ko suruat karni hogi, nahi to Papa to kabhi tumse nahi bolenge ki unko tumhari boor chahiye.”
Didi –“Lekin agar maine Papa se jakar kaha ki mujhe aapse chudwana hai aur Papa ne thappad maar kar bhaga diya to, GCPD hogi to hogi hi. Fir, bahar bhi kisi se marane nahi ja paungi kyuki Papa ghar se nikalne to denge nahi fir.”
Me –“Didi itna mat socho, Papa tere jaise komal kachnar kali ko chode bina rah nahi payenge, itni mast item ko koi mard chhod bina kaise chhod sakta hai.”
Didi –“Koi chhode na chhode. tum to chhod hi rahe ho aisi maal. Haan bhai, tum mujhe kyu chodoge, tere paas to ab 36-38 size ki gand wali laundiya hai jo”
Me –“Kya 36-38”
Didi –“Are wahi 36 ki gand wali Renu hai na tere pas, aur Maa ki gand to 38 hai, to tu mere 34 ki gand par kyu nazar daalega. Tujhe to bade bade gand pasand aati hai na.”
Me –“Didi, aisi baat nahi hai, apki gand abhi tak kabhi chudi nahi hai na, isliye 34 ki hai, ek bar aapne gand me laude lene suru kiye to aapki gand to Maa se bhi chaude ho jayenge. Aur, Papa ke land se apne gand maraya to 1 mahine me apki gand 38 ki ho jayegi.”
Didi –“To tu kyu nahi kar deta meri gand 38 ki chod chod kar. Kya tera land nahi tanakta mera gand dekh kar.”
Me –“Didi, aisa nahi hai mujhe to Pooja Didi ki kori gand mil hi rahi hai, tu Papa ko chakhana apni virgin gand. Sacchhi Papa maze se pelenge teri mastani gand ko.”
Didi –“Bhai, tumne suna hi hoga ki kabhi mana nahi karte garam boor aur mastani gand ko, milte hi maar lena chahiye. Jab main tumse chudne ko taiyar hu to tu kyu mana kar raha hai. Chakh le na meri boor aur gand bhai.”
Me –“Didi, aise bhi pahle din teri boor aur gand dono to chod paunga nahi, kyuki boor fatne ke baad gand to tum khud nahi dogi. Pata nahi kitne din chal bhi na paao.”
Didi –“Bas itni si baat, to chal tu pahle meri gand hi maar le. Fir baad me meri boor chod dena. Aise bhi dono taraf se mera seal pack hai, aj tak kabhi ungli bhi nahi daali hai, bahut garam hoti hu to bas ragad leti hu hath se.”
Me –“Didi, pahle boor chodna chahiye, jab ladki ki boor paani chhod de, tab hi gand ke bare me sochna chahiye. Maza dono ko aana chahiye na. Tum pahle Papa se chudwao, main to fir hoon hi tumhe bhogne ke liye daily.”
Didi –“Lekin pata kaise kare ki Papa mujhe chodna chahte bhi hai ya nahi, kahi aisa to nahi hai ki Papa bas masti ke liye meri panti par muth marte ho, Aur main jab unse chudne jau to wo thappad mar kar bhaga de.”
Me –“Kya didi, ek hi baat bar bar ratt rahi ho, nahi bhgayenge Papa aapko, land ki pyaas aisi hoti hai ki mard kisi bhi chudne aayi aurat ko wapas nahi bhej sakta. Chahe uski dadi ki kyu na chudne aayi ho.”
Didi –“Lekin Sourav, Papa ka land to bahut mota hoga, mere itne chhote se boor aur gand ka kya hoga, kabhi socha hai, bilkul fail jayegi, Surang se national highway ban jayegi, mujhe apni boor aur gand ka bistarikaran nahi karwana pahli hi thukai me, tu chod kar pakki sadak hi bana de meri boor ki, wahi kaafi hogi.”
Me –“Didi, kitna bhi bacha lo, bhosda to banegi hi teri boor, kyuki mera land bhi kuch kam nahi hai.”
Didi –“Ban jane de bhosda meri boor ka, tu agar dariya bhi bana de to koi gham nahi, lekin Papa se mujhe bahut dar lagta hai. Pahle ek bar to tujhse chudwa loon, baad me Papa se chudungi.”
Me –“Thik hai Pammi didi, lekin abhi to ye possible nahi hai. Aur, tum itni chudasi ho gayi ho ki tumhe ab ragadna hi padega. Jao bathroom, ek bar ragad lo. Main tab tak Maa ki gand par nazar rakhta hoon.”
Maine Pammi didi ke dono kandho par hath rakha aur didi ko dhakka dete hue bathroom ke andar ghusa diya. Tabhi Maa didi ki room me aayi.
Maa –“Kya hua, kyu dono lad rahe ho fir se??”
Me –“Kuch nahi Maa, bas Didi nahane nahi ja rahi hai aaj, maine kitna bola naha le, kai mahino se nahi nahaya hai tune, par ye hai ki samajhti hi nahi hai.”
Pammi Didi –“Tumko to main abhi batati hoon, aur Pammi Didi mere pichhe daudi.”
Main waha se bhag nikla, pata nahi fir didi ne bathroom me kya kiya. Lekin, jo bhi kiya hoga accha hi kiya hoga. Maa ne Didi ke drawer se kuch nikala aur rasoi me chali gayi. 09:30 baj chuke hai, aur main abhi tak taiyar bhi nahi hua hoon. Main jaldi se bhaaga apne room ki orr. Jaldi se nahaya, kapde pahne, taiyar hua, aur chal diya college Nilesh aur Vicki ke sath.
Meri maa Shweta 40 saal ki ho chuki hai. Lekin, unhe dekh kar koi ye nahi bol sakta ki wo challis ki hogi. Jab wo bazaar jati hai, to sabhi log ghur ghur kar unko hi dekhte huelaar tapkate hai, maano wo koi 25 saal ki yuvti ho. Unka figure 36-28-38 hai. Unki gand dekh kar pata nahi mere mohallo ke kitne hi log muth marte honge. Jo bhi unki gand ek baar dekh le, apne land ko kaboo me nahi rakh sakta. Meri maa ki gudaaz gand kisi ke bhi land se paani tapka sakta hai. Mera bhi yahi haal hota hai apni maa ke ubhardar gand ko dekh kar. Ji karta hai pant khol ke unki gand ki dararo me apna land sata doon. Roz unki gand ko soch soch kar muth bhi marta hoon mai. Unki chuchhiyan bhi bahut bade bade hai, mano unki chuchhiyon me 2 litre dood bhara ho. Chuchhiya blouse faad kar bahar aane ko aatur rahti hai hamesa. Jab wo ghar ka kam karti hai to mai hamesa unki chuchhiyan aur gand dekhta rahta hoon. Isi tarah mere din kat hi rahe the, ki achanak mere jeewan me kuch rochak ghatna ghati, aur mai zero se hero ban gaya.
Ek din subah 8 baje ke aap paas main apne bistar par leta tha. Aur, bistar par lete lete apne diary me chudai ki kaalpnik planning kar raha tha. Hath me sketch pen liye apne plan ka raw sketch bana raha tha, ki kis tarah cross combination banega sare jodo ka, aur kaise sabko busy rakh kar apna kaam nikal sakta hoon. Dimag me sirf ek baat chal rahi thi – “Everything should be planned.” Lekin main ajnabi film ka akshay kumar nahi hoon, jo jeeti hui baazi apne chutiyapa ki wajah se haar jaunga, jarur kareena ki gaddedar gand ne uske dimag par patthar mar diye honge.
Khair main apne planning me kafi mashroof tha, ki tabhi mere kamre me Pammi didi aati hai, main itna busy tha ki mujhe pata hi nahi chalta hai. Hum teeno bhai bahan aapas me bahut khule hue hai, ek dusre se kuch bhi share karne me jhijhakte nahi. Khule sabdo me apne maan ki baat ek dusre ko bata dete hai. Aur aisa kyu hai, ye kabhi aur jann lijiyega.
To Pammi Didi mere bistar ke paas aakar check kar rahi thi ki main kya bana raha hoon, mera dhyan Pammi Didi par bilkul nahi gaya, Aur Pammi Didi ne wo sketch dekh liya, usse sari planning ki jaankari ho gayi, ki main kya kya soch raha tha en dino. Sketch me saaf saaf sabke naam likhe the, aur kaun kiski kya marega ye bhi defined the, Pammi didi ne sketch ko dhyan se dekha aur mujh par chillane lagi – “Ye kya sktech hai Sourav, ye kya plan bana rahe ho, ye kya hai, Maa ki gand apne dost Sumit se marwane ka sign hai ye, aur badle me uski bahan Pooja ki gand milegi tumko. Aur, Renu ki gand, unknown time ka kya matlab hua, dusre dost Nilesh ki maa ka naam bhi likha hai. To tum yahi sab plan kar rahe ho aaj kal.”
Me –“Are didi, tum bina bole andar kyu aa gayi. Aur main kya kar raha hoon, iski jasoosi karne ki kya jarurat thi”
Pammi Didi –“Main jasoosi nahi karti to tu to Maa ki gand Sumit se marwa deta.”
Me –“Didi, badle me mujhe uski bahan Pooja ki unchudi gand mil bhi to rahi hai. Aur agar bazzi achhi padi to bhabhi aur uski maa ko bhi chod lunga”
Pammi Didi –“aur ye Annu kaun hai, tu isko Nilesh ke liye reserve kyu likha hai. Aur ye Anjana par question mark, fir Pinki kaun hai again question mark.”
Didi ne dhyan se pure sketch ko dekha aur samajhne ki kosish ki, fir mujh par jor si cheekha. “Kya hai ye, hai kya ye aakhir????”
Me –“Didi, aap to samajh hi chuki hai, Ye planning hai ki kaun kisse chudegi aur kaise chudegi.”
Didi –“Lekin tune aadha sketch hi banaya hai kya? Pura kar isko, fir main dekhti hoon.”
Me –“Didi, sketch to lagbhag pura ho hi chuka tha, ki tum aa gayi.”
Didi –“To kya ye pura sketch hai.”
Me –“Ha nahi to aur kya!!!! Ab isme Katrina Kaif aur Kareena Kapoor ka naam bhi likhu kya????”
Didi –“Main kya Katrina se kam hu? Ahhhhammm.... Ye sab kya hai bhai, main bahut gussa hoon tujh par.”
Me –“Kyu didi, main jawaan ho gaya hu, kuch to karunga na apni hawas mitane ke liye.”
Didi –“To kya teri hawas itni jyada hai ki tujhe 5-6 ladkiya chahiye, wo bhi kori kori, aur badle me tu apni maa ki gand bhi marwane ko taiyar hain.”
Me –“To kya hua didi, Maa ki hazaro baar chudi hui gand ke badle agar mujhe naya sealband gand mil rahi hai to, aap kyu gussa ho rahi hai.”
Didi –“Are gussa kyu na karu, iss sketch me to mera aur Priya ka koi zikr hi nahi hai. To gussa nahi karungi kya. Kya tumhe apni didi aur bahan acchi nahi lagti?”
Me –“Didi ........ ye kya bol rahi ho didi. Iss sketch me tumhara naam kyu dalunga main.”
Didi –“Jab tu apni Maa chudwa sakta hain, to apni Didi aur Bahan nahi chuda sakta kya? Mujhme aisi kya burai hai ki tune mera naam shamil nahi kiya iss sex ke mahayuddhh me.”
Me –“Didi, main apse bahut pyar karta hoon, apko kisi aur ke samne kaise daal sakta hoon, aap meri didi ho koi mutton nahi, jo kisi bhi kutte ke samne daal diya.”
Didi –“To kya teri Maa chicken ka tukda hai jo apne kutte dost ko khilane ki soch raha hai?????? Bol??????????? bol na?????????”
Me –“Didi, uske badle to mujhe makkan jaisi gand bhi to milegi na.”
Didi –“Agar Maa ki itni chudi hui gand ke badle tujhe makkan jaisi gand mil sakti hai, to soch meri Angoor si jawani ke badle tujhe kya kya mil sakta hai.”
Me –“Lekin main......”
Didi –“Are soch mat jyada, ban ja mera dalaal, meri hawas ki aag bahut jor ki jal uthi hai Sourav, ab tu jaldi se mujhe bhi chudwa de kisi se, setting kara de meri bhi bhai.”
Me –“Didi, main apse bahut pyar karta hu, apko kisi se chudte hue dekh nahi paunga. Ap ungli kyu nahi karti hai.”
Didi –“Tu bhi to muth marta hi hai, lekin fir bhi tu boor chodne ke liye paagal hue jaa raha hai na.”
Me –“Didi, main muth marta hoon, ye tumhe kaise pata.”
Didi –“Mujhe sab pata hai, bathroom me meri panty me muth maar ke rakh dete ho. Kya sochte ho humko nahi pata chalega.”
Me –“Didi, lekin maine aapki panty par kabhi muth nahi mara, kai baar Maa ke kapdo par muth maari hai. Lekin kasam se didi maine kabhi aapki panty ko hath tak nahi lagaya.”
Didi –“Tumne aisa nahi karte ho to kya Priya aisa karegi, nahi to kya Maa ke laude nikal aaye hai?”
Me –“Sach me didi maine teri panty par kabhi muth nahi mari hai, Pinki Promise.”
Didi –“To fir kisi na kisi ne to aisa kiya hai na, ki khud meri panty ne muth nikal diya hai.”
Me –“Mujhe lagta hai Papa ne kiya hoga, kyuki unke siwa aur koi aur hai bhi to nahi land wala ghar me. Kahi aisa to nahi hai ki Papa ko tum acchi lagti ho. Aur papa tumhe chodna chahte ho??”
Didi –“Ho sakta hai, hone ko to kuch bhi ho sakta hai, lekin main soch rahi ho ki Papa aisa kar sakte hai kya??”
Me –“Matlab tum Papa se chudne ke liye ready ho didi. Tumhi ko suruat karni hogi, nahi to Papa to kabhi tumse nahi bolenge ki unko tumhari boor chahiye.”
Didi –“Lekin agar maine Papa se jakar kaha ki mujhe aapse chudwana hai aur Papa ne thappad maar kar bhaga diya to, GCPD hogi to hogi hi. Fir, bahar bhi kisi se marane nahi ja paungi kyuki Papa ghar se nikalne to denge nahi fir.”
Me –“Didi itna mat socho, Papa tere jaise komal kachnar kali ko chode bina rah nahi payenge, itni mast item ko koi mard chhod bina kaise chhod sakta hai.”
Didi –“Koi chhode na chhode. tum to chhod hi rahe ho aisi maal. Haan bhai, tum mujhe kyu chodoge, tere paas to ab 36-38 size ki gand wali laundiya hai jo”
Me –“Kya 36-38”
Didi –“Are wahi 36 ki gand wali Renu hai na tere pas, aur Maa ki gand to 38 hai, to tu mere 34 ki gand par kyu nazar daalega. Tujhe to bade bade gand pasand aati hai na.”
Me –“Didi, aisi baat nahi hai, apki gand abhi tak kabhi chudi nahi hai na, isliye 34 ki hai, ek bar aapne gand me laude lene suru kiye to aapki gand to Maa se bhi chaude ho jayenge. Aur, Papa ke land se apne gand maraya to 1 mahine me apki gand 38 ki ho jayegi.”
Didi –“To tu kyu nahi kar deta meri gand 38 ki chod chod kar. Kya tera land nahi tanakta mera gand dekh kar.”
Me –“Didi, aisa nahi hai mujhe to Pooja Didi ki kori gand mil hi rahi hai, tu Papa ko chakhana apni virgin gand. Sacchhi Papa maze se pelenge teri mastani gand ko.”
Didi –“Bhai, tumne suna hi hoga ki kabhi mana nahi karte garam boor aur mastani gand ko, milte hi maar lena chahiye. Jab main tumse chudne ko taiyar hu to tu kyu mana kar raha hai. Chakh le na meri boor aur gand bhai.”
Me –“Didi, aise bhi pahle din teri boor aur gand dono to chod paunga nahi, kyuki boor fatne ke baad gand to tum khud nahi dogi. Pata nahi kitne din chal bhi na paao.”
Didi –“Bas itni si baat, to chal tu pahle meri gand hi maar le. Fir baad me meri boor chod dena. Aise bhi dono taraf se mera seal pack hai, aj tak kabhi ungli bhi nahi daali hai, bahut garam hoti hu to bas ragad leti hu hath se.”
Me –“Didi, pahle boor chodna chahiye, jab ladki ki boor paani chhod de, tab hi gand ke bare me sochna chahiye. Maza dono ko aana chahiye na. Tum pahle Papa se chudwao, main to fir hoon hi tumhe bhogne ke liye daily.”
Didi –“Lekin pata kaise kare ki Papa mujhe chodna chahte bhi hai ya nahi, kahi aisa to nahi hai ki Papa bas masti ke liye meri panti par muth marte ho, Aur main jab unse chudne jau to wo thappad mar kar bhaga de.”
Me –“Kya didi, ek hi baat bar bar ratt rahi ho, nahi bhgayenge Papa aapko, land ki pyaas aisi hoti hai ki mard kisi bhi chudne aayi aurat ko wapas nahi bhej sakta. Chahe uski dadi ki kyu na chudne aayi ho.”
Didi –“Lekin Sourav, Papa ka land to bahut mota hoga, mere itne chhote se boor aur gand ka kya hoga, kabhi socha hai, bilkul fail jayegi, Surang se national highway ban jayegi, mujhe apni boor aur gand ka bistarikaran nahi karwana pahli hi thukai me, tu chod kar pakki sadak hi bana de meri boor ki, wahi kaafi hogi.”
Me –“Didi, kitna bhi bacha lo, bhosda to banegi hi teri boor, kyuki mera land bhi kuch kam nahi hai.”
Didi –“Ban jane de bhosda meri boor ka, tu agar dariya bhi bana de to koi gham nahi, lekin Papa se mujhe bahut dar lagta hai. Pahle ek bar to tujhse chudwa loon, baad me Papa se chudungi.”
Me –“Thik hai Pammi didi, lekin abhi to ye possible nahi hai. Aur, tum itni chudasi ho gayi ho ki tumhe ab ragadna hi padega. Jao bathroom, ek bar ragad lo. Main tab tak Maa ki gand par nazar rakhta hoon.”
Maine Pammi didi ke dono kandho par hath rakha aur didi ko dhakka dete hue bathroom ke andar ghusa diya. Tabhi Maa didi ki room me aayi.
Maa –“Kya hua, kyu dono lad rahe ho fir se??”
Me –“Kuch nahi Maa, bas Didi nahane nahi ja rahi hai aaj, maine kitna bola naha le, kai mahino se nahi nahaya hai tune, par ye hai ki samajhti hi nahi hai.”
Pammi Didi –“Tumko to main abhi batati hoon, aur Pammi Didi mere pichhe daudi.”
Main waha se bhag nikla, pata nahi fir didi ne bathroom me kya kiya. Lekin, jo bhi kiya hoga accha hi kiya hoga. Maa ne Didi ke drawer se kuch nikala aur rasoi me chali gayi. 09:30 baj chuke hai, aur main abhi tak taiyar bhi nahi hua hoon. Main jaldi se bhaaga apne room ki orr. Jaldi se nahaya, kapde pahne, taiyar hua, aur chal diya college Nilesh aur Vicki ke sath.
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