12-03-2021, 11:58 PM
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ab aage..
Mein kamre main jaakar apne pati k bagal main let jaati ho…ab meri aakhon main neend bhari hui thi…..mera badan tot raha tha..aur totta bhi kyu naa mere sasur ne mujhe aise choda jo tha…..bistar par laitte hi mujhe neend aa jaati hai….
Mere aur mere sasur k beech k ye awaid sambandh ab roj k baat ho gaye the…ab din hafto main badal gaye pata hi nahi chala….jaise hi kabhi hum akele hote the..hum apni kaamagni bhuja liya karte the….mujhe ab apne sasur k saath humbistar hone main koi sharm nahi reh gayi thi….balki ab to main bhi hamesha issi intezaar main rehti thi k kab hum ghar main akele ho aur hum dono apni jism k pyass bhuja sake…
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Hame jab bhi mauka milta tha….jaha mauka milta tha...jaise mauka milta tha....hum chukte nahi the….apni hawas mitane se...din ho ya raat....subah ho ya shaam....hamare iss awaidh sambandh k baare main hamare parivaar ho bilkul khabar nahi thi....aur hoti bhi kaise...sab ghar k ghar main jo ho raha tha...
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Aisa nahi tha...k papa ji k riste banne k baad maine apne rishte mausa ji k khatam kar liye the…mere riste mausaji k saath pehle k hi tarah the…main office se nikal nikal kar unke saath hotel main ranglaliya manane jaati thi....
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Mujhe khud ko nahi pata tha..k main kitne logo k dhokha de rahi thi…par ab us list main mere sasur bhi saamil ho gaye the…kyunki unko lagta tha..mere sambandh sirf unke alava unke bete k saath hai…par nahi mere sambandh mere mausi ji k saath pehle jitney hi mazboot the…agar main mahine main 10 baar Kaushal k saath humbistar hoti thi…to kamse kam 5 baar mere sasur mujhe bhogte the..aur mahine main 2-3 baar mausa ji bhi…
Mujhe aaj khud samajh nahi aata k main kaunsa sabd use karo apne liye…saayad raand…kalmuhi…badchalan ye saare sabd mere karmo k aage bahot chote the..mujhe pata hi nahi chala tha k kab main ek sareef ladki se ek badchalan raand kism k ladki ban gayi thi…jisko kisi k bhi feeling k kadr nahi thi…mujhe sirf ek cheez samajh aati thi wo thi jism k bhook jo main kisi na kisi tarah kisi na kisi se bhuja hi leti thi…
Mere paap k ghada din wa din bharta jaa raha tha…aur mujhe iska ilm hi nahi tha…
Mein itni gir chuki thi…k mujhe apne pati k feelings k koi kadr nahi thi…jo ladka mujhe jaan se bhi jyada chahta tha…mein uske peeth k peeche uske baap se chud rahi thi…par main itni buri nahi thi…logo ne meri feeling k saath khela tha…mujhe emotional backmail kiya tha…mere mausa ji ne meri maa k lekar…aur mere sasur ne apni beemari ko lekar…par wo sab jhooth tha…
Mere sasur ne apni jhoothi beemari k naatak kiya tha…mere saath aur ye mujhe kareeb 2 mahine baad pata chala…mujhe aaj bhi wo din yaad hai kab mere saamne ye raaz unhone khud khola tha…
Wo din tha karvachawth ka….hamare sasuraal main karvachawth nahi hoti thi…par main Kaushal k liye college k samay se hi ye vrat rakhti thi…..aur chuki main ye vrat rakhti thi…isliye meri saas ne mujhe isko rakhne k liye man nahi kiya tha…kyunki ye unke ladke k lambi aayu k liye jo tha…aur kaun maa nahi chahti thi k uska ladka jug jug jiye…
Par iss baar baat alag thi…is baar mera mann to tha vrat rakhne k…par Kaushal k liye nahi balki apne sasur k lambi aayu k liye …kahi na kahi main unhe apna pati mane lagi thi..kyunki wo hi the….jo mujhe uss ghar main emotionally physically satisfy karte the…unki ahamiyat Kaushal se jyada ho gayi thi mere liye…aur tabhi maine tai kiya k iss baar k vrat main apne sasur k liye rakhongi….aur jab maine ye baat unko batayi to wo bhi shock reh gaye the…
Main roz ki tarah…unko subah k chai dene gayi thi…aur jaisa akshar hota tha…wo chai k jagah mujhe chakh rahe the….
Mein:- Papa mujhe aapse kuch batana hai…
Papa:- Bolo…(Choomte hue)
Mein:- Maine karvachawth k vrat rakha hai…
Papa ko koi fark nahi padta tha...k main kya bol rahi ho...unke liye to bas main ek zariya thi...hawas mitane ka...isliye....
Papa:- Very good…main Kaushal se keh donga wo tumhare liye gift le aayenga..
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Papa ko to bas apni hawas mitani hoti thi…isliye wo mujhse baat karte hue bhi mujhe choomna jaari rakhte hai..
Mein:- aapke liye…
Mere ye sabd sunkar papa ko to jaise 400v k current lag jaata hai….unki aakhein badi ho jaati hai…aur wo chawkte hue…
Papa:- Mere liye…
Main samajh sakti thi…k papa k aisa reaction kyu aaya tha…
Mein:- Haa…main chahti ho….k main iss baar k vrat aapke liye rakho..
Papa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha k main aisa kyu bol rahi ho..
Papa;- Par kyu…
Mein:- ye vrat lambi umar k liye hota hai…aur main nahi chahti k aap mujhse kahi dor jaaye…isliye..
Papa samajh jaate hai..k unhone jo mujhe jhoothi kahani batayi hui thi…main ussi chakar main ye vrat rakh rahi ho….Unhone socha tha k wo aage chal kar kabhi iss jhooth se parda utha denge…..par wo samay itni jaldi aa jayenge ye nahi socha tha…aur ab wo ek dum se mujhse nahi keh sakte the…k unki beemari k kahani sab jhoothi hai…wo to unhone mujhe paane k liye ye kahaani banayi thi…
Papa:- Par neha inn vrat brat se kuch nahi hota…
Mein:- Par main maanti ho….isliye main rakh rahi ho…aap bas sahi samay par aa jaana aur meri pyaas bhuja dena…jaise aap mere jism k pyaas bhujate hai…
Itne keh k main papa ko aakh maarte hue kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho…papa mujhe peeche se rokne k koshish karte hai….par main kamre se nikal jaati ho…
Papa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha..k ye kya ho gaya tha…wo chah kar bhi kuch nahi kar sakte the…wo jabarjasti iss khel k part ban gaye the..
Wahi main yahi soch k khush thi..ye main apne sasur k lambi aayu k liye karwachauth k vrat rakh rahi ho….wahi mere sasur pareshaan the…par ek Kaushal tha jisne mere liye vrat rakha hua tha…par main uske iss pyaar ko nahi samajh rahi thi..
Main uss raat dubara se Dulhan k tarah saji thi..par ab dulha koi aur tha….maine karvachawth k liye ek naya laal rang k lehenga liya hua tha….jisne meri khoobsurti par chaar chaand laga diye the..
Chuki ye vrat bete k liye tha..isliye iss baar mummyji hi mujhe tyaar kar rahi thi..Mathe pe tikka…kano me zhumke..naak mein nathni….gale mein sone k haar..haatho main sone k kangan….har unglio main diamond rings….aur pairo main paayal….mummy bade man se mujhe saja rahi thi…isse bilkul bekhabar k ye vrat maine unke pati k liye rakha tha..naaki unke bete k liye….
Uss din to maine sindoor bhi apne sasur k naam k lagaya tha…
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Mere ye khoobsurat roop dekh k kaushal aur papa dono k muh khule k khule reh gaye...jaha kaushal k aakhon main mere liye pyaar tha...wahi mere sasur k aakhon main hawas...jisse main pyaar smajh rahi thi...
Raat k 8 baj chuke the…bhook se meri jaan nikli jaa rahi thi…aur chaand tha..jo baahar aane k naam hi nahi le raha tha…kaushal baar chat par jaata tha..yahi dekhne k kab chaand baahar aaye aur uski biwi kuch kha paaye…usko meri chinta thi..jabki vrat wo bhi rakha tha…
Mujhe Kaushal k efforts nahi dikh rahe the…mujhe to bas apne sasur dikh rahe the…jo mast khaye peeye…beithe hue the…pata nahi uss samay mujhe kya ho gaya tha…aisa kya jaadu kar diya tha..mujhpar unhone..k mujhe unke alawa koi aur dikhta hi nahi tha…main unko dil se chahne lagi thi…jabki unka pyaar mere liye sirf jismaani tha…par main ye nahi samajh paa rahi thi…saayad main paagal hi thi..
Main beech beech main sasur ji ko msg kar rahi thi…k unko yaad rahe the main unke haatho se hi paani piyongi…mera vrat unke haatho se hi totega…main unke chehre par tension saaf dekh sakti thi..wo nervous ho rahe the…saayad unko ye samajh nahi aa raha tha..k wo kya kare…mujhe unka ye tension waala chehra bhi kaafi cute lag raha tha…main unko tang karke kaafi khush ho rahi thi…
Akhir raat k kareeb 8:30 baje k aas pass chaand nazar aa gaya…kaushal daudta hua..mera pass aata hai…mujhe ye batane…main bhook pyaas se mari jaa rahi thi…Kaushal k baat sunkar mera chehra khil uthta hai..hum fauran pooja ka saara saaman leke chat par jaane lagte hai…chuki mummy ye vrat rakhti nahi thi…isliye wo hamare khane k tyaari karne lagti hai…k pooja k baad aake hum sab khana kha sake..
Main papa ko aakhon se ishara karke upar chat par chalne ko kehti ho.. kyunki mera vrat to unko hi todwana tha..papa bhi mera ishara samajh kar hamare saath upar chat par aa jaate hai…chat par main,papa aur Kaushal the….par mujhe to sirf apne sasur ji chahiye the…chat par apna vrat todne k liye…isliye main waha naatak karti ho..
Chaand ki pooja karne k baad jaise k mujhe apne pati k chehra dekhte hue vrat todna tha ussi samay main…..
Mein:- Hey bhagwan dekho main pooja k diya to neeche hi chod aayi…kaushal pls neeche se jaake le aao…sorry......
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Ye maine Kaushal se jhooth bola hua tha…diya main upar lekar aayi thi…aur Kaushal k aakhon se chupa deti ho…kaushal meri baat sunkar fauran neeche chala jaata hai…diya lane ko…
Usko neeche jaate hi…main fauran pooja k diya jala deti ho…
Mein:- Papa jaldi aaye yaha…
Meri baat sunkar papa fauran mere pass aa jaate hai…aur main fauran unki aarti utaar ki chaani k unka chehra dekh leti ho…..aur aakh band karke apne sasur k lambi umar ki dua mangti ho….papa bade confuse lag rahe the uss din saayad unko samajh nahi aa raha tha…k wo khush hua k dukhi..
Mein:- Papa ab mujhe paani pilwa k…mera vrat tudwaye…
Meri ye baat sunkar papa fauran paani k glass mere hoothon k pass le aate hai…
Mein:- aise bhujayenge meri pyass..
Papa:- To fir…
Papa ghabraye hue the…par main nahi…isliye main wahi paani k glass apne haath main lekar papa k hoothon k paas let jaati ho…aur unhe peene k ishara karti ho…Mera ishara samajhte hi papa fauran glass se paani k ek ghooth le lete hai…aur apne muh main rakh lete hai…
Mein:- ab pilaye..
Meri baat sunkar papa apne hooth mere hoothon k pass le aate hai…aur mere hooton par rakh dete hai….unke hoothon apne hoothon par rakhte hi main apne hooth khol leti ho jisse unhe hoothon se rishta paani mere andar jaane lagta hai…hum ek doosre ko choomne lagte hai…aur issi daruan main papa k muh main bhara paani pee leti ho…Paani ne mera vrat tudwa diya tha…
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Kuch hi der main Kaushal bhi upar aa jaate hai…aur fir main ye vrat todne k naatak uske saath bhi karti ho….papa meri ye nautanki dekh rahe the….aur saayad soch rahe the…k kitni Kamini bahu mili hai unhe…kaise ullu bana rahi hai ye mere bete ko…
Main khush thi…k maine apne sasur k liye vrat rakha aur unke haathon hi mera vrat toota…par saayad papa utne khush nahi the….unhe kahi na kahi ye jhooth khaye jaa raha tha…saayad wo nahi chahte the..k main unke bete k jagah unke liye vrat rakho….aur isliye wo thode dukhi the…
Aur issi liye unhone wo raaz uss din mere saamne khol diya….raat kaafi ho gayi thi….hum sab khana kha chuke the…main raat ko papa k kamre main paani rakhna gayi….tabhi papa ek dum se mujhse bol pade..
Papa:- Neha mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai…
Mein:- Kya…
Papa:- Maine tumse jhooth bola hai…
Jhooth…….
Mein:- Jhooth kaisa jhooth..
Papa:- apni beemari ko lekar…
Main papa k baat kuch samajh nahi paati..
Mein:- main samjhi nahi…
Papa:- Mujhe cancer nahi hai…
Papa k ye baat sunkar mere haath pair kaap jaate hai…
Mein:- Matlab…
Papa:- Maine tumse jhooth bola tha..k mujhe cancer hai…
Papa k baatein mujhe shock dene k liye kaafi thi…mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha k papa k baat par main khush ho ya dukhi….jis aadmi k liye main vrat rakh rahi thi uski lambi umar k liye usne mujhse jhooth bola tha…
Mein:- Par kyu…
Papa:- because I love you….main tumhe paana chahta tha…tumhe apne kareeb laana chahta tha…
Mein:- To iske aapne mere jazbaaton k saath khela…mere emotions k saath khela…
Papa:- I am sorry neha…
Mein:- Sorry my foot….I hate you…
Papa:- neha...mujhe maaf kardo...main apne kiye par pachta raha ho....
Mein:- maine aap par bharosa kiya aur aapne mujhe itna bada dhokka diya....i hate you...mujhe aapki shakal tak nahi dekhni....
Itna keh k main waha se jaane lagti ho…papa mujhe rokhne k koshish karte hai..par main rukti nahi ho…balki gusse main unko ek thapad jad deti ho…aur gusse main kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho...
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Uss din papa ne mera dil tod diya tha…mein dukhi thi..mera dil ro raha tha…papa ne mera emotions k saath khela tha…mujhe dhokha diya tha….mere aashoo roke nahi ruk rahe the….main bathroom main jaane kitne der tak roti rahi apne saath hue iss dokhe par…
Par jaisa kehte hai…pyaar k aage…gussa jyada nahi tikta…to mera kaisa tikta…kuch din k narazgi k baad papa ne mujhe jaise na taise karke mana liya…dubara se emotional karke…k main tumhe paana chahta tha…batao main kya karta…main tumhare bin nahi reh sakta tha…isliye mujhe jhooth k sahara lena pada…aur main paagal dubara se apne sasur k inn lacheeli baton main aa gayi thi…
Mere sasur k mujhse koi pyaar vyar nahi tha….unki liye main ek khelna k khilone se jyada kuch nahi thi…ek ladki jo unki hawas ko mitati hai…ek sareer jo unki jism k aag ko bhujata tha...unki kaamagni ko bhujaati tha…bas aur kuch nahi…
Mere sasur k to bas ek cheez ki tadap thi aur wo thi meri gand maarne ki….aur wo din bhi jaldi aa hi gaya….jab maine unki ye muraad bhi poori kardi…
Mein kamre main jaakar apne pati k bagal main let jaati ho…ab meri aakhon main neend bhari hui thi…..mera badan tot raha tha..aur totta bhi kyu naa mere sasur ne mujhe aise choda jo tha…..bistar par laitte hi mujhe neend aa jaati hai….
Mere aur mere sasur k beech k ye awaid sambandh ab roj k baat ho gaye the…ab din hafto main badal gaye pata hi nahi chala….jaise hi kabhi hum akele hote the..hum apni kaamagni bhuja liya karte the….mujhe ab apne sasur k saath humbistar hone main koi sharm nahi reh gayi thi….balki ab to main bhi hamesha issi intezaar main rehti thi k kab hum ghar main akele ho aur hum dono apni jism k pyass bhuja sake…
Hame jab bhi mauka milta tha….jaha mauka milta tha...jaise mauka milta tha....hum chukte nahi the….apni hawas mitane se...din ho ya raat....subah ho ya shaam....hamare iss awaidh sambandh k baare main hamare parivaar ho bilkul khabar nahi thi....aur hoti bhi kaise...sab ghar k ghar main jo ho raha tha...
Aisa nahi tha...k papa ji k riste banne k baad maine apne rishte mausa ji k khatam kar liye the…mere riste mausaji k saath pehle k hi tarah the…main office se nikal nikal kar unke saath hotel main ranglaliya manane jaati thi....
Mujhe khud ko nahi pata tha..k main kitne logo k dhokha de rahi thi…par ab us list main mere sasur bhi saamil ho gaye the…kyunki unko lagta tha..mere sambandh sirf unke alava unke bete k saath hai…par nahi mere sambandh mere mausi ji k saath pehle jitney hi mazboot the…agar main mahine main 10 baar Kaushal k saath humbistar hoti thi…to kamse kam 5 baar mere sasur mujhe bhogte the..aur mahine main 2-3 baar mausa ji bhi…
Mujhe aaj khud samajh nahi aata k main kaunsa sabd use karo apne liye…saayad raand…kalmuhi…badchalan ye saare sabd mere karmo k aage bahot chote the..mujhe pata hi nahi chala tha k kab main ek sareef ladki se ek badchalan raand kism k ladki ban gayi thi…jisko kisi k bhi feeling k kadr nahi thi…mujhe sirf ek cheez samajh aati thi wo thi jism k bhook jo main kisi na kisi tarah kisi na kisi se bhuja hi leti thi…
Mere paap k ghada din wa din bharta jaa raha tha…aur mujhe iska ilm hi nahi tha…
Mein itni gir chuki thi…k mujhe apne pati k feelings k koi kadr nahi thi…jo ladka mujhe jaan se bhi jyada chahta tha…mein uske peeth k peeche uske baap se chud rahi thi…par main itni buri nahi thi…logo ne meri feeling k saath khela tha…mujhe emotional backmail kiya tha…mere mausa ji ne meri maa k lekar…aur mere sasur ne apni beemari ko lekar…par wo sab jhooth tha…
Mere sasur ne apni jhoothi beemari k naatak kiya tha…mere saath aur ye mujhe kareeb 2 mahine baad pata chala…mujhe aaj bhi wo din yaad hai kab mere saamne ye raaz unhone khud khola tha…
Wo din tha karvachawth ka….hamare sasuraal main karvachawth nahi hoti thi…par main Kaushal k liye college k samay se hi ye vrat rakhti thi…..aur chuki main ye vrat rakhti thi…isliye meri saas ne mujhe isko rakhne k liye man nahi kiya tha…kyunki ye unke ladke k lambi aayu k liye jo tha…aur kaun maa nahi chahti thi k uska ladka jug jug jiye…
Par iss baar baat alag thi…is baar mera mann to tha vrat rakhne k…par Kaushal k liye nahi balki apne sasur k lambi aayu k liye …kahi na kahi main unhe apna pati mane lagi thi..kyunki wo hi the….jo mujhe uss ghar main emotionally physically satisfy karte the…unki ahamiyat Kaushal se jyada ho gayi thi mere liye…aur tabhi maine tai kiya k iss baar k vrat main apne sasur k liye rakhongi….aur jab maine ye baat unko batayi to wo bhi shock reh gaye the…
Main roz ki tarah…unko subah k chai dene gayi thi…aur jaisa akshar hota tha…wo chai k jagah mujhe chakh rahe the….
Mein:- Papa mujhe aapse kuch batana hai…
Papa:- Bolo…(Choomte hue)
Mein:- Maine karvachawth k vrat rakha hai…
Papa ko koi fark nahi padta tha...k main kya bol rahi ho...unke liye to bas main ek zariya thi...hawas mitane ka...isliye....
Papa:- Very good…main Kaushal se keh donga wo tumhare liye gift le aayenga..
Papa ko to bas apni hawas mitani hoti thi…isliye wo mujhse baat karte hue bhi mujhe choomna jaari rakhte hai..
Mein:- aapke liye…
Mere ye sabd sunkar papa ko to jaise 400v k current lag jaata hai….unki aakhein badi ho jaati hai…aur wo chawkte hue…
Papa:- Mere liye…
Main samajh sakti thi…k papa k aisa reaction kyu aaya tha…
Mein:- Haa…main chahti ho….k main iss baar k vrat aapke liye rakho..
Papa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha k main aisa kyu bol rahi ho..
Papa;- Par kyu…
Mein:- ye vrat lambi umar k liye hota hai…aur main nahi chahti k aap mujhse kahi dor jaaye…isliye..
Papa samajh jaate hai..k unhone jo mujhe jhoothi kahani batayi hui thi…main ussi chakar main ye vrat rakh rahi ho….Unhone socha tha k wo aage chal kar kabhi iss jhooth se parda utha denge…..par wo samay itni jaldi aa jayenge ye nahi socha tha…aur ab wo ek dum se mujhse nahi keh sakte the…k unki beemari k kahani sab jhoothi hai…wo to unhone mujhe paane k liye ye kahaani banayi thi…
Papa:- Par neha inn vrat brat se kuch nahi hota…
Mein:- Par main maanti ho….isliye main rakh rahi ho…aap bas sahi samay par aa jaana aur meri pyaas bhuja dena…jaise aap mere jism k pyaas bhujate hai…
Itne keh k main papa ko aakh maarte hue kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho…papa mujhe peeche se rokne k koshish karte hai….par main kamre se nikal jaati ho…
Papa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha..k ye kya ho gaya tha…wo chah kar bhi kuch nahi kar sakte the…wo jabarjasti iss khel k part ban gaye the..
Wahi main yahi soch k khush thi..ye main apne sasur k lambi aayu k liye karwachauth k vrat rakh rahi ho….wahi mere sasur pareshaan the…par ek Kaushal tha jisne mere liye vrat rakha hua tha…par main uske iss pyaar ko nahi samajh rahi thi..
Main uss raat dubara se Dulhan k tarah saji thi..par ab dulha koi aur tha….maine karvachawth k liye ek naya laal rang k lehenga liya hua tha….jisne meri khoobsurti par chaar chaand laga diye the..
Chuki ye vrat bete k liye tha..isliye iss baar mummyji hi mujhe tyaar kar rahi thi..Mathe pe tikka…kano me zhumke..naak mein nathni….gale mein sone k haar..haatho main sone k kangan….har unglio main diamond rings….aur pairo main paayal….mummy bade man se mujhe saja rahi thi…isse bilkul bekhabar k ye vrat maine unke pati k liye rakha tha..naaki unke bete k liye….
Uss din to maine sindoor bhi apne sasur k naam k lagaya tha…
Mere ye khoobsurat roop dekh k kaushal aur papa dono k muh khule k khule reh gaye...jaha kaushal k aakhon main mere liye pyaar tha...wahi mere sasur k aakhon main hawas...jisse main pyaar smajh rahi thi...
Raat k 8 baj chuke the…bhook se meri jaan nikli jaa rahi thi…aur chaand tha..jo baahar aane k naam hi nahi le raha tha…kaushal baar chat par jaata tha..yahi dekhne k kab chaand baahar aaye aur uski biwi kuch kha paaye…usko meri chinta thi..jabki vrat wo bhi rakha tha…
Mujhe Kaushal k efforts nahi dikh rahe the…mujhe to bas apne sasur dikh rahe the…jo mast khaye peeye…beithe hue the…pata nahi uss samay mujhe kya ho gaya tha…aisa kya jaadu kar diya tha..mujhpar unhone..k mujhe unke alawa koi aur dikhta hi nahi tha…main unko dil se chahne lagi thi…jabki unka pyaar mere liye sirf jismaani tha…par main ye nahi samajh paa rahi thi…saayad main paagal hi thi..
Main beech beech main sasur ji ko msg kar rahi thi…k unko yaad rahe the main unke haatho se hi paani piyongi…mera vrat unke haatho se hi totega…main unke chehre par tension saaf dekh sakti thi..wo nervous ho rahe the…saayad unko ye samajh nahi aa raha tha..k wo kya kare…mujhe unka ye tension waala chehra bhi kaafi cute lag raha tha…main unko tang karke kaafi khush ho rahi thi…
Akhir raat k kareeb 8:30 baje k aas pass chaand nazar aa gaya…kaushal daudta hua..mera pass aata hai…mujhe ye batane…main bhook pyaas se mari jaa rahi thi…Kaushal k baat sunkar mera chehra khil uthta hai..hum fauran pooja ka saara saaman leke chat par jaane lagte hai…chuki mummy ye vrat rakhti nahi thi…isliye wo hamare khane k tyaari karne lagti hai…k pooja k baad aake hum sab khana kha sake..
Main papa ko aakhon se ishara karke upar chat par chalne ko kehti ho.. kyunki mera vrat to unko hi todwana tha..papa bhi mera ishara samajh kar hamare saath upar chat par aa jaate hai…chat par main,papa aur Kaushal the….par mujhe to sirf apne sasur ji chahiye the…chat par apna vrat todne k liye…isliye main waha naatak karti ho..
Chaand ki pooja karne k baad jaise k mujhe apne pati k chehra dekhte hue vrat todna tha ussi samay main…..
Mein:- Hey bhagwan dekho main pooja k diya to neeche hi chod aayi…kaushal pls neeche se jaake le aao…sorry......
Ye maine Kaushal se jhooth bola hua tha…diya main upar lekar aayi thi…aur Kaushal k aakhon se chupa deti ho…kaushal meri baat sunkar fauran neeche chala jaata hai…diya lane ko…
Usko neeche jaate hi…main fauran pooja k diya jala deti ho…
Mein:- Papa jaldi aaye yaha…
Meri baat sunkar papa fauran mere pass aa jaate hai…aur main fauran unki aarti utaar ki chaani k unka chehra dekh leti ho…..aur aakh band karke apne sasur k lambi umar ki dua mangti ho….papa bade confuse lag rahe the uss din saayad unko samajh nahi aa raha tha…k wo khush hua k dukhi..
Mein:- Papa ab mujhe paani pilwa k…mera vrat tudwaye…
Meri ye baat sunkar papa fauran paani k glass mere hoothon k pass le aate hai…
Mein:- aise bhujayenge meri pyass..
Papa:- To fir…
Papa ghabraye hue the…par main nahi…isliye main wahi paani k glass apne haath main lekar papa k hoothon k paas let jaati ho…aur unhe peene k ishara karti ho…Mera ishara samajhte hi papa fauran glass se paani k ek ghooth le lete hai…aur apne muh main rakh lete hai…
Mein:- ab pilaye..
Meri baat sunkar papa apne hooth mere hoothon k pass le aate hai…aur mere hooton par rakh dete hai….unke hoothon apne hoothon par rakhte hi main apne hooth khol leti ho jisse unhe hoothon se rishta paani mere andar jaane lagta hai…hum ek doosre ko choomne lagte hai…aur issi daruan main papa k muh main bhara paani pee leti ho…Paani ne mera vrat tudwa diya tha…
Kuch hi der main Kaushal bhi upar aa jaate hai…aur fir main ye vrat todne k naatak uske saath bhi karti ho….papa meri ye nautanki dekh rahe the….aur saayad soch rahe the…k kitni Kamini bahu mili hai unhe…kaise ullu bana rahi hai ye mere bete ko…
Main khush thi…k maine apne sasur k liye vrat rakha aur unke haathon hi mera vrat toota…par saayad papa utne khush nahi the….unhe kahi na kahi ye jhooth khaye jaa raha tha…saayad wo nahi chahte the..k main unke bete k jagah unke liye vrat rakho….aur isliye wo thode dukhi the…
Aur issi liye unhone wo raaz uss din mere saamne khol diya….raat kaafi ho gayi thi….hum sab khana kha chuke the…main raat ko papa k kamre main paani rakhna gayi….tabhi papa ek dum se mujhse bol pade..
Papa:- Neha mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai…
Mein:- Kya…
Papa:- Maine tumse jhooth bola hai…
Jhooth…….
Mein:- Jhooth kaisa jhooth..
Papa:- apni beemari ko lekar…
Main papa k baat kuch samajh nahi paati..
Mein:- main samjhi nahi…
Papa:- Mujhe cancer nahi hai…
Papa k ye baat sunkar mere haath pair kaap jaate hai…
Mein:- Matlab…
Papa:- Maine tumse jhooth bola tha..k mujhe cancer hai…
Papa k baatein mujhe shock dene k liye kaafi thi…mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha k papa k baat par main khush ho ya dukhi….jis aadmi k liye main vrat rakh rahi thi uski lambi umar k liye usne mujhse jhooth bola tha…
Mein:- Par kyu…
Papa:- because I love you….main tumhe paana chahta tha…tumhe apne kareeb laana chahta tha…
Mein:- To iske aapne mere jazbaaton k saath khela…mere emotions k saath khela…
Papa:- I am sorry neha…
Mein:- Sorry my foot….I hate you…
Papa:- neha...mujhe maaf kardo...main apne kiye par pachta raha ho....
Mein:- maine aap par bharosa kiya aur aapne mujhe itna bada dhokka diya....i hate you...mujhe aapki shakal tak nahi dekhni....
Itna keh k main waha se jaane lagti ho…papa mujhe rokhne k koshish karte hai..par main rukti nahi ho…balki gusse main unko ek thapad jad deti ho…aur gusse main kamre se baahar nikal jaati ho...
Uss din papa ne mera dil tod diya tha…mein dukhi thi..mera dil ro raha tha…papa ne mera emotions k saath khela tha…mujhe dhokha diya tha….mere aashoo roke nahi ruk rahe the….main bathroom main jaane kitne der tak roti rahi apne saath hue iss dokhe par…
Par jaisa kehte hai…pyaar k aage…gussa jyada nahi tikta…to mera kaisa tikta…kuch din k narazgi k baad papa ne mujhe jaise na taise karke mana liya…dubara se emotional karke…k main tumhe paana chahta tha…batao main kya karta…main tumhare bin nahi reh sakta tha…isliye mujhe jhooth k sahara lena pada…aur main paagal dubara se apne sasur k inn lacheeli baton main aa gayi thi…
Mere sasur k mujhse koi pyaar vyar nahi tha….unki liye main ek khelna k khilone se jyada kuch nahi thi…ek ladki jo unki hawas ko mitati hai…ek sareer jo unki jism k aag ko bhujata tha...unki kaamagni ko bhujaati tha…bas aur kuch nahi…
Mere sasur k to bas ek cheez ki tadap thi aur wo thi meri gand maarne ki….aur wo din bhi jaldi aa hi gaya….jab maine unki ye muraad bhi poori kardi…
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