Adultery Bholi... aur Aagyakaari Mummy

[The_Writer]

Update 1

Meri Mummy ka naam Rupa hai. Figure thik se bata nahi sakta par jahan tak anumaan hai unka breast size 36 hai... Kamar 32 aur hips 38. Chehra gol hai. Aankhein bhi hirni jaisi. Ekdum Gori- Chitti to nahi kahunga par, bahut saaf rang ki hai. B.A. Graduate hai... Bahut achha gaana gaati hain; ismein unhone alag se siksha li hai. Unki Shadi ke samay unki umar kuch 19-20 saal ki thi. Singing mein apna career banana chahti thi par pariwarik jimmedariyo ke kaaran unhe career chhodna pada. Par mann mei hamesha ek tees reh gai ki kash usey gana gaane ka saubhagya prapt ho.

Ek baar shehar mein hi unhe ek concert mein bhaag lene ke liye bulaya gaya. Par unke liye jana sambhav nahi tha kyunki wo puri tarah se khud ko ghar grihasti mein samet li thi. Isliye unhone saaf mana kar diya -  Ki abhi unke liye kisi tarah ke function mein jana possible nahi hai. Concert ke managers ne bahot request kiya phone par; par Mummy ne saaf mana kar diya.

Ek baat yahan mai aap readers ko bata dena zaroori samajhta hu. Rupa yani ki meri Mummy; bahot frank to nahi but frankly baat karne mein vishwas karti hain.

 

Haan, to jaisa ki maine bataya Mummy ne saaf mana kar diya tha. Par unke jaisi soft and sweet voice wali singer ka kisi concert mein naa hona concert karwane walon ke liye bahot bada jhatka tha. Agla din Sunday tha. Kareeb 10:00 ya 10:15 am time ho raha hoga. Papa market gaye hue the. Ghar par main aur Mummy reh gaye. Mummy ka almost sabhi kaam ho gaya tha. Wo nahane jane wali thi. Breakfast to hum sabka ho hi gaya tha. Mummy ne nahane k baad lunch preparation ka mann banaya tha. Achanak tabhi door bell baja.

 

Mummy –“Bittu .. zara dekhna kaun hai?”

Mai-“ Haan mummy.”

Maine darwaza khola. Saamne 2 sajjan khade the. Dono hi kurta pajama pehne the. Unmei se ek, jo kaala chasma aur topi pehna hua tha, ne haath jod kar Namaste kiya aur Kaha –“ Srimati Rupa ji ka ghar yahi hai kya?”

Mai-“haan, par aap kaun?”

Usne kaha “ Ji mera Virendra hai aur ye hai mera assistant Rajesh. Maine ek concert ka aayojan kiya hai. Usmei Rupa ji ko invite bhi kiya tha. Usi silsile mei unse kuch baat karne aaye hain.”

Mai kuch bolne hi wala tha ki tabhi peeche se Mummy ki aawaz aayi. “Kaun hai Bittu?” Kehte hue wo kamre mei aayi. Unke ek haath mei towel tha. Baal khol liye the unhone. Aanchal zara sa hata hua tha sine par se aur unke blouse ka daaya hissa sabke saamne tha. Usmei se unki chuchi ka kuch hissa upar ki or uthe hone ke kaaran bahar dikhayi de raha tha. Bahot zyada to nahi par koi bhi dekh kar unki chuchiyon ki golaiyon ka andaza laga sakta tha us waqt. Usmei bhi unke gale se ho kar dono chuchiyon ke beech jane wala Mangal sutra to aur bhi maadakta badha raha tha. Jaise hi wo samne aayi unn dono aadmi ke to jaise hosh hi udd gaye.

 

Maine unke chehre dekhe to mujhe hasi aa gayi lekin mai hasaa nahin. Chup raha. Palat kar Mummy ki taraf dekha. Wo 2 anjaan aadmi dekh kar jaldi se apna sari aur pallu thik ki. Namaste ki aur phir meri or dekhi. Maine bata diya ki Concert wale hain. Tab fir un logon ne ek dusre ko fir se Namaste kiya.

Mummy boli-“ Arey bahar kyun khade hain? Andar aaiye. Bittu , unhe andar baithao.”

Maine bhi jhat se kaha – “haan uncle, andar aaiye.” 

Wo log muskurate hue andar aa kar sofe par baith gaye.  May-June ka mahina tha. So fan chalana to banta tha. Fan on kiya. Paani diya. Kuch der ki formality wali baatein karne k baad Mummy ne unhe 5 minute wait karne ko kaha aur andar chai banane chali gayi...

Aur mai sofe ke peeche apni table pe ja kar baith gaya aur padhne laga.