07-03-2019, 02:10 AM
Update-49
maine us chut ki rani ko chhoda aur khud ka huliya sahi karke waha se nikal gaya, deepika mam bhi us
din soch rahi hogi ki sala ye kal ka aaya hua launda meri chut aur gand sahla kar mujhe hee chuna laga
gaya.....
"ye chaku dekh raha hai..."table par rakkhe ek chaku ki taraf ishara karte hue Varun bola"isko le kar
apne hath ki lakeere kat daalna tha , tab shayad wo tujhe mil jati...."
Varun ki baat sunkar main bahar to muskuraya lekin andar roya "kisi shayar ne kaha hai...."
"no...no..."
"kya hua.."
"tu bahut ghatiya aur boring shayari marta hai..."
"daru pilayi hai to bakwas to sunna hee padega ,le sun..."bahar se haste hue aur andar se rote hue
maine kaha" Main apne hatho ki un lakeero ko kured kar, kat kar mita bhi deta jisme wo nahi thi, uska
aksh nahi tha,lekin ek kahawat ishq-e-bazar me kafi mashhoor hai ki.....
"had se jyada kisi chiz se pyar karne par...Wo chiz nahi milti....
ye sab to kismat ka khel hai yaaro !!!
Kyunki hath ki lakeero ko mitane se....kabhi taqdeer nahi badalti...."
"bol wah..."
"story aage badha, aur bata phhir kya hua..."
"phhir...."
.
Phhir kya tha, Gautam sala right time par aaya , mere khayal se uski train ko late ho jana chahiye tha ya
phhir use koyi jaroori kaam pad jana chahiye tha ,jiski vajah se wo kuch aur hafte tak college na aa paye ,
lekin aisa nahi hua...wo dusare din hee college aaya aur Esha ke sath aaya.....Election ke liye dono taraf
ki partiyo me taiyariya chal rahi thi, Varun ka hospital me hona, uski party ke liye achchha sabit hua
kyunki final year ke sabhi students Sidar ki is harkat se uske against ho gaye the aur sunne me ye bhi
aaya tha ki kuch log Sidar ko election ke baad marne ka plan bana rahe the....
main college jana chahta tha aur college jakar phhir se Esha se ladna chahta tha,lekin Election ki vajah se
main ,mera khas dost Arun , Sidar aur Sidar ke kuch khas dost ek room me pichhale do ghante se band
the aur apna-apna dimag laga rahe the ki kaise , kab ,kaun si chaal chali jaye...tabhi mere 1400 gm ke
dimag me ek faadu idea ne dastak di...
"final year aur second year me humare kitne candidate hai..."main bola...
"ek-ek..."
"do-do kar do...."
"pagal hai kya..."Sidar meri taraf dekhkar bola"ek ko to waise bhi vote nahi milne wala ,do do candidate
khade karke humna apna vote kyun kam kare, kyunki vote count to kisi ek ka hee hoga na...."
"ek baat batao...."maine Arun ke muh se cigarette chheen li aur Sidar ki taraf dekhkar kaha"aap Praja-
tantra me vishwas rakhte ho ya Raj-tantra me...."
"Main angrejo ke shasan me yakin rakhta hu , ab bol..."
"to phhir angrejo ka hee niyam aur dimag lagao....PHHOOT DALO AUR SHASAN KARO...."
"abey tu kahna kya chahta hai..."Sidar ne mere hath se cigarette le li aur bola"explain kar..."
"second year aur final year me se aise do bando ko pakdo, jo Varun ki team me ho aur unhe humari taraf
se khada karo..."
"usse kya hoga..."
"usse ye hoga ki Unke vote bat jayenge, jaise ki yadi second year me Gautam khada hai, to usi ke kisi
dost ko humari party se khada karo, isse Gautam ke dost do group me bat jayenge aur unke
vote.........kam"
"gazab , ab kahlaya tu Arun ka dost..."mere kandhe par hath rakhkar Arun ne shaan se kaha, aur maine
bhi shaan se suna.....
Sidar ne apna source lagaya aur do aise bande dhoondh liye jo Sidar ke liye kaam karne ko taiyar the ,
main aur Arun waha se nikle aur lunch ke baad wali class attend karne ke liye college pahuche...
"mam, may i..."
"come in..."hum dono ko dekhkar deepika mam boli,..
"ye to dammo rani ki class hai, ye deepika janeman kaha se tapak padi..."andar aakar main apni seat par
baitha aur.....aur kuch nahi kiya sirf baitha hee raha ,kyunki deepika mam test ki copy de rahi thi...
"Arman,.."
"yes mam.."main apni jagah par khada hua...
"tumhe kya lagta hai, kitne number aa jayenge..."
Fala mere andar tharak itni bhari hui thi ki maine kuch dusara hee number bol diya,...
"mere khayal se 36 hoga..."
"kya...?"deepika mam chauk kar boli, kyunki wo to samajh gayi thi ki main kis number ki baat kar raha
tha, baki puri class is baat ko comedy maankar hans rahi thi, sabko hansta dekh jaise mujhe hosh aaya
aur maine ek nazar deepika mam par dali, wo mujhe aankhe dikhakar kuch kahna chah rahi thi....
"oh sorry mam... "
"kitna, number aa sakta hai ,tumhara...."deepika mam ne mujhse phhir puchha aur is baar uski aawaz
thodi tez bhi thi...
"ab main kya batau, meri adat nahi hai ki exam ke baad main us subject ke baare me sochu...aap hee
bata do..."
"18 no. good..."
"kya "abki baar main chauka kyunki 5 marks ka ek question to main chhod kar hee aaya tha ,phhir 18
no. Kaise
"copy dekhna hai..."
"bilkul..."main deepika mam ke pass gaya aur copy lekar apni jagah par lauta aur mera andaza sahi tha
usne mujhe extra marks diye the,
"sale, tune to bola tha ki 5 no. Ka ek question tune chhod diya hai ,phhir tere 18 kaise aaye..."mere hath
se copy lete hue Arun ne kaha....
"gayi bhains pani me, kahi sala halla na kar de class me..."
lekin tabhi lund ki pyasi deepika mam humare pass aayi aur Arun ke hath se meri aur table par rakkhi
uski copy uthakar boli"khud mehnat karo, dusaro ki copy me taak-jhak karna achchhi baat nahi..."
Arun apna sa muh lekar rah gaya aur silent mode me deepika mam ko kuch bola , yadi main sahi tha to
uske anusar Arun ne deepika mam ko Maa ki gali di thi , deepika mam jab tak class me rahi tab tak
mera sab kuch vibrate karta raha, beech me wo bhi kabhi-kabhi mujhe dekhkar muskurati aur kayi baar
ye tak bol deti ki"Arman itna muskura kyun rahe ho....."
Aur jawab me main phhir se muskura deta aur sath me saari class hans deti....wo pal bahut khushnuma
tha jo main aaj bhi bahut miss karta hu, us class ki rangat mujhe bhane lagi thi, us class me baithe log
mujhe achchhe lagne lage the, unki baate aur phhir recess me dosto ke sath bakchodi, sab kuch mujhe
ek nayi zindagi me le ja raha tha aur wo meri zindagi ka shayad pahla aisa mauka tha jab main dil se jee raha tha, jab main apne man ki kar raha tha, aas-pass koyi rokne tokne wala nahi tha,us waqt yadi koyi
mujhse do khwahish mangane ke liye kahta to main use yahi kahta ki Esha se mera strong bond ban jaye
aur ye college life ka waqt hamesha chalta rahe, mera khas dost Arun hamesha mere sath rahe, lekin
waqt kisi ke liye nahi rukta, mere liye bhi nahi ruka.....
maine us chut ki rani ko chhoda aur khud ka huliya sahi karke waha se nikal gaya, deepika mam bhi us
din soch rahi hogi ki sala ye kal ka aaya hua launda meri chut aur gand sahla kar mujhe hee chuna laga
gaya.....
"ye chaku dekh raha hai..."table par rakkhe ek chaku ki taraf ishara karte hue Varun bola"isko le kar
apne hath ki lakeere kat daalna tha , tab shayad wo tujhe mil jati...."
Varun ki baat sunkar main bahar to muskuraya lekin andar roya "kisi shayar ne kaha hai...."
"no...no..."
"kya hua.."
"tu bahut ghatiya aur boring shayari marta hai..."
"daru pilayi hai to bakwas to sunna hee padega ,le sun..."bahar se haste hue aur andar se rote hue
maine kaha" Main apne hatho ki un lakeero ko kured kar, kat kar mita bhi deta jisme wo nahi thi, uska
aksh nahi tha,lekin ek kahawat ishq-e-bazar me kafi mashhoor hai ki.....
"had se jyada kisi chiz se pyar karne par...Wo chiz nahi milti....
ye sab to kismat ka khel hai yaaro !!!
Kyunki hath ki lakeero ko mitane se....kabhi taqdeer nahi badalti...."
"bol wah..."
"story aage badha, aur bata phhir kya hua..."
"phhir...."
.
Phhir kya tha, Gautam sala right time par aaya , mere khayal se uski train ko late ho jana chahiye tha ya
phhir use koyi jaroori kaam pad jana chahiye tha ,jiski vajah se wo kuch aur hafte tak college na aa paye ,
lekin aisa nahi hua...wo dusare din hee college aaya aur Esha ke sath aaya.....Election ke liye dono taraf
ki partiyo me taiyariya chal rahi thi, Varun ka hospital me hona, uski party ke liye achchha sabit hua
kyunki final year ke sabhi students Sidar ki is harkat se uske against ho gaye the aur sunne me ye bhi
aaya tha ki kuch log Sidar ko election ke baad marne ka plan bana rahe the....
main college jana chahta tha aur college jakar phhir se Esha se ladna chahta tha,lekin Election ki vajah se
main ,mera khas dost Arun , Sidar aur Sidar ke kuch khas dost ek room me pichhale do ghante se band
the aur apna-apna dimag laga rahe the ki kaise , kab ,kaun si chaal chali jaye...tabhi mere 1400 gm ke
dimag me ek faadu idea ne dastak di...
"final year aur second year me humare kitne candidate hai..."main bola...
"ek-ek..."
"do-do kar do...."
"pagal hai kya..."Sidar meri taraf dekhkar bola"ek ko to waise bhi vote nahi milne wala ,do do candidate
khade karke humna apna vote kyun kam kare, kyunki vote count to kisi ek ka hee hoga na...."
"ek baat batao...."maine Arun ke muh se cigarette chheen li aur Sidar ki taraf dekhkar kaha"aap Praja-
tantra me vishwas rakhte ho ya Raj-tantra me...."
"Main angrejo ke shasan me yakin rakhta hu , ab bol..."
"to phhir angrejo ka hee niyam aur dimag lagao....PHHOOT DALO AUR SHASAN KARO...."
"abey tu kahna kya chahta hai..."Sidar ne mere hath se cigarette le li aur bola"explain kar..."
"second year aur final year me se aise do bando ko pakdo, jo Varun ki team me ho aur unhe humari taraf
se khada karo..."
"usse kya hoga..."
"usse ye hoga ki Unke vote bat jayenge, jaise ki yadi second year me Gautam khada hai, to usi ke kisi
dost ko humari party se khada karo, isse Gautam ke dost do group me bat jayenge aur unke
vote.........kam"
"gazab , ab kahlaya tu Arun ka dost..."mere kandhe par hath rakhkar Arun ne shaan se kaha, aur maine
bhi shaan se suna.....
Sidar ne apna source lagaya aur do aise bande dhoondh liye jo Sidar ke liye kaam karne ko taiyar the ,
main aur Arun waha se nikle aur lunch ke baad wali class attend karne ke liye college pahuche...
"mam, may i..."
"come in..."hum dono ko dekhkar deepika mam boli,..
"ye to dammo rani ki class hai, ye deepika janeman kaha se tapak padi..."andar aakar main apni seat par
baitha aur.....aur kuch nahi kiya sirf baitha hee raha ,kyunki deepika mam test ki copy de rahi thi...
"Arman,.."
"yes mam.."main apni jagah par khada hua...
"tumhe kya lagta hai, kitne number aa jayenge..."
Fala mere andar tharak itni bhari hui thi ki maine kuch dusara hee number bol diya,...
"mere khayal se 36 hoga..."
"kya...?"deepika mam chauk kar boli, kyunki wo to samajh gayi thi ki main kis number ki baat kar raha
tha, baki puri class is baat ko comedy maankar hans rahi thi, sabko hansta dekh jaise mujhe hosh aaya
aur maine ek nazar deepika mam par dali, wo mujhe aankhe dikhakar kuch kahna chah rahi thi....
"oh sorry mam... "
"kitna, number aa sakta hai ,tumhara...."deepika mam ne mujhse phhir puchha aur is baar uski aawaz
thodi tez bhi thi...
"ab main kya batau, meri adat nahi hai ki exam ke baad main us subject ke baare me sochu...aap hee
bata do..."
"18 no. good..."
"kya "abki baar main chauka kyunki 5 marks ka ek question to main chhod kar hee aaya tha ,phhir 18
no. Kaise
"copy dekhna hai..."
"bilkul..."main deepika mam ke pass gaya aur copy lekar apni jagah par lauta aur mera andaza sahi tha
usne mujhe extra marks diye the,
"sale, tune to bola tha ki 5 no. Ka ek question tune chhod diya hai ,phhir tere 18 kaise aaye..."mere hath
se copy lete hue Arun ne kaha....
"gayi bhains pani me, kahi sala halla na kar de class me..."
lekin tabhi lund ki pyasi deepika mam humare pass aayi aur Arun ke hath se meri aur table par rakkhi
uski copy uthakar boli"khud mehnat karo, dusaro ki copy me taak-jhak karna achchhi baat nahi..."
Arun apna sa muh lekar rah gaya aur silent mode me deepika mam ko kuch bola , yadi main sahi tha to
uske anusar Arun ne deepika mam ko Maa ki gali di thi , deepika mam jab tak class me rahi tab tak
mera sab kuch vibrate karta raha, beech me wo bhi kabhi-kabhi mujhe dekhkar muskurati aur kayi baar
ye tak bol deti ki"Arman itna muskura kyun rahe ho....."
Aur jawab me main phhir se muskura deta aur sath me saari class hans deti....wo pal bahut khushnuma
tha jo main aaj bhi bahut miss karta hu, us class ki rangat mujhe bhane lagi thi, us class me baithe log
mujhe achchhe lagne lage the, unki baate aur phhir recess me dosto ke sath bakchodi, sab kuch mujhe
ek nayi zindagi me le ja raha tha aur wo meri zindagi ka shayad pahla aisa mauka tha jab main dil se jee raha tha, jab main apne man ki kar raha tha, aas-pass koyi rokne tokne wala nahi tha,us waqt yadi koyi
mujhse do khwahish mangane ke liye kahta to main use yahi kahta ki Esha se mera strong bond ban jaye
aur ye college life ka waqt hamesha chalta rahe, mera khas dost Arun hamesha mere sath rahe, lekin
waqt kisi ke liye nahi rukta, mere liye bhi nahi ruka.....
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