Adultery Bholi Mummy

[Kundalini]

Us din mummy wahi transparent blouse wali saree pehnkar so jaati hein. Subah subah as usual doodhwala ghanti bajata hai. Mummy apne wade ki pakki thi. Ab wo subah jaise hi doodhwale ki ghanti sunkar uthti thi fatafat kitchen se doodh ka bartan uthati thi aur bagair khud ko saware ya kapde theek kiye daudkar gate gholti thi doodhwale k liye ki kahin unki wajah se usko der na ho jaaye. Aaj bhi unhone aisa hi kiya aur jaise hi ghanti ki awaz sunkar neend se uthi, apni transparent blouse wali saree pehne jo ki sone ki wajah se kuch ast vyast si ho gyi thi daudkar gate par gyi aur doodhwale k liye gate khola. Doodhwale ne mummy ko is roop mai dekha to dekhta hi reh gya. Uski aankhein mummy k blouse par jam gyi. Sokar uthne and jaldbazi mai aane ki wajah se pallu aadhe se zyada hat chuka tha. Mummy dekhti hein ki doodhwala unke blouse ko hi dekhe ja rha hai. Mummy ko lagta hai ki zaroor unka blouse doodhwale ko khrab ya ajeeb lag rha hoga tabhi wo usko dekh rha hai. Mummy k man mai ek umeed jagi ki chalo kisi ko to ye blouse vaise lga jaisa unko lga tha pehli baar pehnte hue.

Mummy: Kaisa lga?

Doodhwala mummy k sawal par chonkta hai. Usko lga mummy ne usko unke blouse ko ghoorte pakad liya.

Doodhwala: kya?

Mummy: Blouse

Doodhwale ki sitti pitti gul ho jaati hai. Usko yakeen ni ho rha tha ki jinko wo bholi samajh rha tha wo use yun pakad lengi aur ek sarcastic way mai sawal bhi karengi. Usko lga ab uska yha kaam band. Daant padegi aur mummy ko daily jhukte hue dekh ni payga wo alag.

Mummy: Batao

Bechara kya jawab de. Chup muh jhukaye khada rehta hai.

Mummy: Are batao na. Mera ye nya blouse kaisa hai? Kaisa lga tumhe?

Ab doodhwale ko thodi umeed jagi. Mummy k questions aur bhaav mai genuineness dikh rhi thi, sarcasm ni.

Doodhwala (cautiously): Ji, accha hai

Mummy ki yha se bhi umeed toot gyi. Unko yakeen ni ho rha tha ki ek ghisa hua purana sa blouse jo transparent ho kisi ko kaise accha lag sakta hai. Ye mummy ka bholapan hi tha. Unko mardo ki nazar ka ni pta tha. Unko lga jo cheez muje itni khrab lag rhi hai auron ko bhi khrab lagni chahiye.

Mummy: Kya sachme accha hai? Zara dhyan se dekho. Lo mai pallu pura hta deti hun.

Mummy ko autowale aur sabziwale k experiences se pta tha ki mard log pallu hatne par accha judge karte hein. To mummy yha bhi hta hi deti hein is umeed mai ki shyad doodhwala dhyan se dekhe to use blouse ki kamiyan dikh jaayein. Par unhe kya pta tha ki doodhwala ki to unke aisa karne se chandi ho gyi, uska to din ban gya.

Doodhwala: Je han memsaab. Sachme bohot kamaal ka lag rha hai. Kya blouse pick kiya hai aapne. Aap roz aise hi blouse pehna kijiye.

Mummy thak chuki thi aise blouse ki tareefein sun sunke jo unko bekaar lag rha tha.

Mummy: Accha accha theek hai. Sochungi. Abhi doodh de dijiye.

Aur doodhwala mummy ko doodh dekar khushi khushi chala jata hai. Kha wo soch rha tha uska kaam jaane wala hai, kha ye sab ho gya.

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Teen teen mardo k accha batane par aur blouse ki tareef karne par ab mummy ko bhi lagne lga tha ki shyad ye blouse utna bhi bura ni. Shyad mai hi isko zyada ajeeb samajh rhi thi. To kya hua ki ye thoda transparent hai. Jaisa mohansingh ji ne kha usi se to pta chlta hai ki maine andar bra pehni hai aur mai koi badchalan aurat ni jo bina bra k ghumti ho. Aur scrubbed blouse pehnna ye bhi show karta hai ki mai ek aam aurat hun, koi ameerzadi ni jo zra sa blouse purana ho jaane par aaye din naye kharredti ho. Is tarah dheere dheere mummy comfortable ho rhi thi us blouse k prati.