Romance Girls' college — by Shakespeare002

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Ghumta firta wah 10th class mein pahunch gaya. Lunch hone ki wajah se wahan sirf 2 ladkiyan baithi thi aur kuchh yaad kar rahi thi ek to bahut hi sunder thi. Jaise youvan ne abhi dastak di hi ho. Chehre par lali, golchehra aur… Jyada kya kahein kul milakar sex kipratima thi. 

Shamsher ko dekhte hi namastey karna to door ulta sawaal karne lagi, "haan, kya kaam hai?" shamsher ne muskurate huye poochha, "kya naam hai tumhara?” wah tunak gayi, “kyun sagai levega ke? tere jaise shahra ke bahut hero dekh rakhe hain. Aagya line maran. jaun ke madam ke pass” 

Shamsher ko iss teekhe jawab ki aasha na thi. Fir bhi wo muskurate huye hi bola, "haan jao, chalo main bhi chalta hoon." ye sunte hi wo gusse se lal ho gayi aur principal ke paas jane ke liye nikli hi thi ki samne se vani aur uski dost samne se aa gayi. Doosri ladki ne kaha, "gud morning sir."

"sss…sir? Koun sir?" vani ne jawaab diya, "arey didi ye hamare naye sir hain, hamein science padhayenge." itna sunte hi uss ladki ka rang safed pad gaya. 

Uski shamsher ki aur munh karne ki himmat hi na huyi aur wo khadi khadi kampne lagi. Wo ro rahi thi. Shamsher ne poochha, "kya naam hai tumhara?" wo boli, "sss..sorry ss..sir." shamsher ne majak mein kaha, "sorry sir… Bada achchha naam hai." Tabhi bell huyi aur shamsher hanste huye wahan se chala gaya.

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Disha ko samajh nahi aa raha thha wo kya karey. Anjane mein hi sahi usne sir ke saath bahut bura salook kiya tha. Waise wo bahut intelligent ladki thi, par jara si tunak mijaj thi. Gaanv ke sare ladke uske deewane thhey. Par usne kabhi apni naak par makhi tak nahi baithane di. Galiyon se gujarte huye ladke uss par fikre kaste thhe. Uska jawani se labrej ek ek ang iske liye jimmedar thha. Uska rang ekdam gora tha. Chhatiyan itni kasi huyi thi ki unko thamne ke liye blouse ki jarurat hi na pade. Ladke uss par fikre kaste thhe ki jis din isne apna nanga jism kisi ko dikha diya wo to heartattack se hi mar jayega. Jab wah chalti thi to uske ang ang ki gati alag alag dikhayi padti thi. Gand ko uske kameej se itna pyar tha ki jab bhi wo uthti thi uski gand kameej ko apni darar mein kheench leti. Aaye haye… Ladke bhi kya galat kahte thhey, bus aisa lagta thha ki jaise uske baad to duniya hi khatam ho jayegi. Pichhle hafte hi usne 18 poore kiye thhey.

Ladkon se tang disha ne apna gussa bechare sir par nikal diya. Isi baat ko soch soch kar wo mari ja rahi thi. Ab kya hoga? Kya sir usko maaf kar denge?

Tabhi Neha ne usko toka, "arey kya ho gaya. Tune jaan bujh kar thhode hi kiya hai aisa! Sir bhi toh iss baat ko samajhte honge! Chal chhod, ab tu itni fikar na kar!"

Disha ne bura sa munh bana kar kaha, "thheek hai!"

Neha: tu ek baat bata, apne sir bilkul filmon ke hero ki tarah dikhayi dete hain na. Kya salman jaisi body hai unki. Mujhe to bahut bura laga jab tune usko ulta pulta bola. Haye; mera to dil kiya usko dekhte hi ki main duniya ki sharm chhod kar usse lipat jaaun. Sachchi disha.

Disha: chal besharm. Sir ke barey mein bhi….

Neha: arey mujhe thhode hi pata tha ki wo sir hain… Ye to maine tab socha tha jab wo class mein aaye thhey.

Disha: dekh mere paas baithkar… Y..ye ladko ki batein mat kiya kar. Duniya ke sarey mard ek jaise ghatiya hote hain.

Neha: sir se poochh ke dekhoon?

Disha: neha! Tujhe pata hai main sir ki baat nahi kar rahi.

Neha: to tu manti hai na sir bahut pyare hain.

Disha: tu bhi na bus. Aur usne apni copy neha ke sir par de mari.

Disha ka dhyan baar baar sir ki aur ja raha tha. Kaise wo usko maaf karange. Ya shayad na bhi karein. Tabhi class mein history wali madam aa gayi, sarpanch ki bahoo…uska naam pyari tha…

Pyari: haan re chhoriyo; copiya nikal lo kal ke kaam wali…

Ek ek karke ladkiyan apni copy lekar uske paas jati rahi. Usse sabko darr lagta tha. Isiliye koi bhi kabhi uska kaam adhura nahi chhodti thhi. Kabhi galti se rah jaye to uski khair nahi. Aur aaj divya ki khair nahi thhi. Wo copy ghar bhhool aayi thi.

Pyari: (ghurate huye) haan! Teri kapi kahan hai randi.

Divya: ji… Sorry mam ghar par rah gayi.

Pyari: chal peechhe, aur murgi ban ja.

Divya ki kuchh bolne ki himmat hi na huyi. Wo peechhe jakar murgi ban gayi

Pyari dusri ladkiyon ki copies check karne lagi. Jab divya se aur na saha gaya to himmat karke boli: "mam main abhi le aati hoon bhagkar!"

Pyari: (ghoorte huye) achchha ab le aayegi tu bhag kar. Thhahar abhi aati hoon tere paas.

Ye sunte hi divya kaanp gayi!

Pyari devi uske paas gayi, usko khada kiya aur uski choochi ke nippal ko umethh diya. Divya dard se karah uthhi. "sali, veshya, jaan bujh kar copy chhod kar aati hai, taki baad mein akeli jaye, aur apne yaar se milkar aa sake. Haan. Bata.. Koun madarchod teri cho..—" Kehte kahte achanak usko rukna pada. Peon ne madam se andar aane ki permission mangi aur boli, "badi mam ne kaha hai jis kisi ke ghar mein kamra rahne ke liye kiraye par khali ho. Wo jakar badi mam se mil le. Naye sir ke liye chahiye hai"

Pyari devi: arey, hamari haweli ke hote huye master ji ko kiraye par rahne ki koi jarurat na se. Jakar kah de unse, main chhokaron ko bula kar saman rakhwa deti hoon. Ruk main aati hi hoon.

Pyari devi 40 ke aaspas ki mahila thhi. Ek dam ghatiya nature ki mahila. Uss par ye ki uska pati gaanv ka sarpanch thha. Aisa nahi tha ki gaanv mein kisi ko uske ladkiyon ke sath ashleel harkaton ka pata nahi tha. Gaanv mein apne character ko lekar wo pahle hi badnam thi. Par ikloute bade jameendar hone ke nate kisi ki unse kuchh kahne ki himmat hi nahi hoti thhi. Uski ladki bhi uske hi padchinhon par chal rahi thhi. Sarita; wo novi mein thi. Par ladkon se chudwa chudwa kar aurat ho chuki thi.

Madam ke jane ke baad neha ne disha se kaha, "arey yaar, tumhare mama ka bhi to sara makaan khali hai. Tum kyun nahi kah deti wahan rahne ko."

Disha: haan…par!

Neha: par kya, kya itne achchhe sir itne ghatiya logon ke yahan rukenge. Dekh mam poori chalu hai. Agar hamne abhi unko nahi bola to wo iss chudail ke jaal mein fans jayenge.

Disha: tujhe bhi inn baton ke siva kuchh nahi aata. Par mama se bhi toh poochhna padega.

Neha: arey, unko main mana loongi, chal sir ko dhoondhte hain. Chal jaldi chal. Teri maafi bhi ho jayegi.

Disha chal to padi par usko yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki sir usko maaf kar denge. Fir kya pata mama mana hi na kar dein. Mana karne par jo be-ijjati hogi so alag. Par neha usko lagbhag kheenchti si 8vi class mein le gayi, jahan shamsher padha raha thha.

Unko dekhkar shamsher kursi se uthha aur muskurata hua bahar aaya, "Haan toh kya naam hai aapka." Shamsher usko chhodne ke mood mein nahi tha.

Disha ne lakh koshish ki par uske hont larajkar rah gaye. Gardan jhukaye huye wah kayamat dhaa rahi thi.

Neha: sir, ye kahna chahti hai aap inke ghar mein rah lijiye. Yah sunte hi vaani bhi bahar aa gayi, "haan sir, aap hamare ghar mein rah lijiye"

Shamsher ne sochte huye kaha, "ab tumhara kya connection hai?"

Vani: sir, main disha didi ke mama ki ladki hoon.

Shamsher: toh?

Vani chup ho gayi. Iss par neha explain karne ke liye aage aayi, "sir, actually disha yahan apne mama ke yahan rahti hai. Vani apne mummy papa ki iklouti santan hai, aur bachpan se hi unhone disha ko khud hi pala hai. Isiliye…."

Shamsher: bus bus… Main bhi soch raha tha ek hi nasal lagti hai donon ki. Ok gals, main chhutti ke bad tumhare ghar chaloonga.

Disha: par… Ss.. Sir!

Shamsher: par kya

Disha: wo mama se poochhna padega!

Vani beech mein hi kood padi, "nahi sir, aap aaj hi chaliye. Main papa ko apne aap bol dungi."

Shamsher vani ke galon par haath ferta hua bola, "nahi beta! Pahle mummy papa se poochh lo. Agar wo khush hain to mein tere paas hi rahunga, promise."

Vani: ok, thank you sir.

Iske baad chhutti ka time hone wala tha, so shamsher seedha office hi chala gaya. Wahan anjali baithi kuchh soch rahi thi

“may i came in mam”, shamsher ne uske vicharon ko bhang kiya.

Anjali: aao shamsher ji

Shamsher: kis bat ki tension hai anjali, shamsher ne dheere se kaha.

Anjali: pyari madam aayi thhi, kah rahi thhi tumhe unki haweli main rahna padega. Par main nahi chahti. Wo nihayat hi vahyat aurat hai.

Shamsher: to mana kar dete hain. Problem kya hai?

Anjali: problem ye hai ki aur koi arrangement abhi hua nahi hai.

Shamsher: to main tumhare sath rahunga na jaan.

Anjali: maine tumhe bataya to tha ye nahi ho sakta. Main waise bhi akeli rahti hoon. Koi family sath hoti to bhi alag baat thi.

Shamsher: waise tum rahti kahan ho.

Anjali: yahi uss samne wale makan mein. 

Anjali ne khidki se isara karte huye kaha. Makan college ke pass hi gaanv se bahar hi tha.

Shamsher: koi bat nahi! Makan to shayad kal tak mil jayega. Aaj main bhiwani apne dost ke pass chala jata hoon.

Anjali: kounsa makan?

Shamsher: (kuchh sochne ki acting karte huye) wo koi disha ke mama ka ghar hai. Bachche kah rahe thhey, kal ghar se poochh ke aayenge. Halanki wo unke badan ki ek ek haddi tak ka idea laga chuka tha.

Anjali: arey haan. Wo bahut achchha rahega. Bahut hi achchhe log hain. Unka makan bhi kafi bada hai. Fir wo 4 hi to jan hain ghar mein. Mujhe bhi apne sath rakhne ki kafi jid ki thi unhone. Mujhe yakeen hai wo jaroor maan jayenge.

Shamsher: kitna achchha hota, agar hum…

Tabhi college ki chhutti ho gayi. staff aane wala tha. Shamsher bahar nikal gaya. Usne dekha disha uski aur baar baar ajeeb si najron se dekhti ja rahi thi. Jaise usko pahchanne ki koshish kar rahi ho.

(...To be continued!)