Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

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Raat ka waqt ho chuka tha, aur Pranali apne bete Arav ke saath khelne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Arav uski godi me chadhne ki koshish kar raha tha, uske haathon ko pakad ke khud ko balance kar raha tha. Pranali muskurai, uske gaal par pyaar se haath phera. Yeh pal use thoda shaant kar raha tha, din ki saari tensions bhoolne ka ek tareeka tha.
Lekin jaise hi usne apna phone uthaya, ek aur notification chamka—Munna Tripathi.
Uska dil ek pal ke liye tez dhadak gaya. Usne dheere se message khola:
"Kya kar rahi ho?"
Pranali ne ek pal socha ki ignore kar de, lekin phir use laga ki agar ignore karegi toh shayad problem aur badh sakti hai. Usne casually reply kiya:
"Bas, Arav ke saath hoon."
Munna ka turant jawab aaya:
"Achha? Koi proof?"
Pranali ne confusion me "Matlab?" likha.
Munna ne jo message bheja, usne uska poora sharer ek pal ke liye stiff kar diya:
"Ek selfie bhej do. Dekhna toh banta hai na?"
Pranali ne phone tight pakda. Yeh toh expected nahi tha. Ek taraf woh already Munna se dur rehne ki koshish kar rahi thi, aur dusri taraf yeh maang?
Usne "Nahi, abhi nahi." likh diya.
Lekin Munna ka agla message fir aaya:
"Arey, bas ek photo hi toh maang raha hoon. Tumhe kya dikkat hai? Tum mujhse dosti nahi karna chahti?"
Uske haath thande hone lage. Dosti? Yeh koi dosti ka tareeka tha?
Lekin Munna rukne wala nahi tha. "Ek selfie nahi dogi toh samjhunga ki tumhe mujh par bharosa nahi hai. Aur mujhe jhooti ladkiyan bilkul pasand nahi."
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li. Agar ab mana karegi, toh Munna aur aggressive ho sakta hai. Agar ek simple photo bhejne se yeh baat yahi rukti, toh shayad theek tha.
Usne phone ka camera khola, apne aap ko mirror me dekha—ek thodi thaki, par ab bhi sundar aurat. Usne ek casual si pose me ek selfie li, bina zyada make-up ya adjustment ke. Phir, bina zyada soche, usne Munna ko bhej diya.
Kuch second tak koi reply nahi aaya. Uska dil dhadak raha tha.
Phir ek message aaya:
"Bas ek hi? Ek aur bhejo, jo thoda acchi ho."
Yeh toh sirf shuruat thi…



Munna Tripathi apne room me baithe hue ek cigarette ka kash le raha tha. Uske phone ki screen bar-bar check kar raha tha, jaise kisi ka intezar ho. Aur fir... ek notification aayi.
"1 New Message – Pranali"
Munna ke lips par ek chhoti si smirk aayi. Usne dheere se phone unlock kiya, aur jaise hi message khola, uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si chamak aa gayi. Pranali ne apni selfie bheji thi.
Usne thoda zoom karke dekha. Ek sleeveless saree me, halki si nervousness wali muskurahat ke saath, wo camera ke saamne thi. Aankhon me ek ajeeb si sharmaahat thi, jaise wo yeh karne me hesitant ho.
Munna ne dheere se ek aur kash liya aur ek halki si hasi di. "Ab baat badhne lagi hai…"
Usne bina waqt gawaye reply bheja:
"Bas ek hi? Ek aur bhejo, jo thoda acchi ho."
Kuch seconds tak koi reply nahi aaya. Munna smirk karta raha, jaise jaanta ho ki ab Pranali tension me hai.
Fir ek aur notification aayi—Dusri selfie.
Is baar thodi aur confident thi, par fir bhi thoda hesitation uske chehre pe tha. Munna ko ye game bohot pasand aa raha tha. Usne ek aur message bheja:
"Mujhe laga tumhe sharm aayegi, par tum to achha cooperate kar rahi ho."
Pranali ne thodi der baad reply diya:
"Bas itna hi."
Munna hasne laga. "Ye sirf shuruat hai, madam. Abhi to bohot kuch baaki hai."
Usne fir ek aur message bheja:
"Kal bank aate waqt ek aur selfie bhejna, bina glasses ke. Dekhna chahta hoon tumhari asli aankhein kaisi dikhti hain."
Pranali ne ab koi reply nahi diya. Par Munna jaanta tha ki ab ye khel rukne wala nahi hai.
Uske mann me sirf ek hi thought tha—ab ye aur interesting hone wala hai.



Raat ka waqt ho chuka tha, lekin Pranali ki neend ud chuki thi. Uska dil ab tak tez dhadak raha tha. Munna ko selfie bhejna ek chhoti si cheez lag rahi thi, lekin uske andar ek ajeeb si ghabrahat thi. Usne phone side me rakha aur apni aankhein band karne ki koshish ki, lekin dimaag me bas ek hi chehra ghoom raha tha—Munna ka smirking face.
Dusre din subah, Pranali ne apne aap ko shaant karne ki koshish ki. Soham ab tak pareshaan tha kal raat ki pitayi ke baad, lekin usne apne chehre pe normal expression rakhne ki koshish ki. Arav masoomiyat se uske aas paas khel raha tha, lekin uske mann me bas ek cheez chal rahi thi—Munna ka agla move kya hoga?
Jaise hi woh bank pahunchi, usne apna phone check kiya. Ek naya message. Munna ka hi hoga, yeh jaante hue bhi uska dil ek baar fir tez dhadakne laga.
"Good morning, madam. Aaj ka din kaise shuru ho raha hai?"
Usne turant reply nahi kiya. Woh apne kaam me busy hone ka natak karne lagi, lekin har dus minute baad phone check karti. Woh jaanta tha ki Munna ka message ignore karna koi option nahi tha.
Do ghante guzar chuke the, lekin Munna ka koi aur message nahi aaya. Uske mann me thodi shanti thi, shayad woh aaj busy hoga? Lekin tabhi—ek aur notification aayi.
"Mujhe ignore kar rahi ho?"
Usne socha ki kya likhe, phir dheere se type kiya—"Aisa kuch nahi hai, bas kaam me busy thi."
"Achha? Matlab tumhe ek message type karne me do ghante lag gaye?"
Pranali ko samajh nahi aaya ki kya bole. Woh bas phone dekhti rahi. Phir ek aur message aaya.
"Aaj bank me ho na?"
"Haan," usne seedha reply diya.
"Toh ek selfie bhejo. Maine kal kaha tha na, bina glasses ke?"
Pranali ka gala ekdam sookh gaya. Yeh banda seriously piche pad gaya tha. Usne type kiya—"Bank me hoon, kaise selfie bhej sakti hoon?"
Munna ka turant reply aaya—"Bahane mat bana, madam. Ek simple photo hi toh maang raha hoon. Koi jaan toh nahi maang raha."
Pranali ka mann ekdum restless ho gaya. Kya kare? Munna ko mana karna samajdari nahi hoti. Usne chhupke se camera khola, apne glasses utare, aur ek quick selfie le li. Jaldi se bhej diya aur phone side rakh diya jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Thodi der tak koi reply nahi aaya. Uska mann aur bechain ho raha tha. Kya ab aur maangega?
Fir ek aur message aaya—"Bohot sundar. Ab lagta hai asli tum dikh rahi ho."
Usne bas ek "Thank you" likh diya, hoping ki yeh baat yahi khatam ho jaye.
Lekin Munna rukne wala nahi tha.
"Aaj ka lunch free hai?"
Pranali ne ekdum shock me phone dekha. Yeh toh naya twist tha. Lunch? Matlab yeh banda ab aur aage badhne ki soch raha tha. Usne socha ki seedha mana kar de, lekin phir woh ghabra gayi. Agar gussa ho gaya toh?
Usne finally type kiya—"Aaj nahi, bank me kaam bohot hai."
Munna ka jawab turant aaya—"Koi baat nahi. Agli baar."
Uska dil dhak se gir gaya. Agli baar? Matlab yeh baat abhi rukne wali nahi thi. Munna ke dimag me kuch aur hi chal raha tha, aur yeh sirf shuruat thi.



Kuch din guzar chuke the, aur ab yeh daily routine ban chuka tha. Har subah Munna ka ek message aata, "Good morning, madam," aur fir uske baad flirt shuru ho jata. Pehle toh Pranali hesitant thi, lekin dheere-dheere usne Munna ke messages ka jawab dena shuru kar diya. Munna ki aadat si padne lagi thi, jaise ek anjaan chhaya jo hamesha uske saath rehti thi.
Rozana woh usse selfies maangta, kabhi bina glasses ke, kabhi ek candid smile wali. Pehle toh Pranali mana karti, lekin Munna ke continuous insist karne par woh har din ek selfie bhej hi deti. Kya kare, yehi safest option lagta tha.
Ek din bank me kaam karte waqt ek delivery boy aaya, haath me ek chhoti si velvet box liye hue.
"Madam, yeh aapke liye hai."
Pranali ne surprise hoke dekha. "Mere liye?"
Usne package khola, andar ek designer perfume aur ek diamond studded bracelet tha. Uska dil ekdam tez dhadakne laga. Ye kisne bheja?
Tabhi phone pe notification aayi. Munna Tripathi.
"Pasand aaya gift?"
Usne turant type kiya—"Aapko ye sab bhejne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Mujhe kuch nahi chahiye."
Munna ka jawab turant aaya—"Mana mat karo, madam. Tumhari khushi ke liye hi toh bheja hai. Ya fir wapas bhej du?"
Pranali ek pal ke liye ruki. Wapas bhejna matlab uska ego hurt karna, jo shayad sahi nahi hota. Usne ek gehri saans li aur finally reply kiya—"Theek hai, shukriya."
Munna ka reply instantly aaya—"Good girl."
Yeh ek naya pattern ban chuka tha. Har kuch din me bank me ek naye gift ki delivery hoti—kabhi branded purse, kabhi earrings, kabhi expensive chocolates. Har baar Pranali mana karti, lekin jab Munna insist karta, toh usko lena padta. Woh jitna mana karti, Munna utna hi force karta.
Ek din bank me kaam karte waqt phone fir se vibrate hua. Munna ka message aaya:
"Aaj ka lunch free hai?"
Pranali ne turant type kiya—"Munna ji, aapko pata hai main aapke saath lunch nahi kar sakti."
Munna ka reply aaya—"Par main tumse pooch nahi raha, madam. Bas bata raha hoon. Ek ghante me driver aayega. Ready rehna."
Uska mann ekdam se ghabra gaya. Mana kare? Chale jaye? Agar refuse karegi toh kya hoga? Munna ke saath dosti banana bhi khatarnaak tha, aur dushmani lena bhi.
Woh phone haath me leke sochti rahi. Yeh khel ab aur dangerous ho raha tha.





Pranali ne bohot socha, par finally woh mana nahi kar pai. Munna ke driver ne bank ke samne gadi roki, aur uske andar jaane ke sirf das minute baad ek call aaya—"Madam, bahar aa jaiye."
Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Kya yeh sahi hai? Kya yeh ek aur galti hone wali hai? Par uske pair apne aap uth gaye, aur woh dheere se bank ke entrance se bahar aayi. Samne ek luxury SUV khadi thi, aur uska darwaza already open tha.
"Aaj ke lunch ka intezam ho gaya hai," Munna ki awaaz andar se aayi.
Woh dheere se andar baith gayi. Munna ke paas se ek strong, masculine perfume ki khushbu aa rahi thi. Woh ekdum relaxed tha, jaise yeh uske liye koi badi baat nahi thi. Gadi chal padi, aur shehar ke beech ek high-end restaurant ke private cabin me unka lunch set tha.
Table pe dono saamne-saamne baithe. Munna ki aankhein uske chehre pe tik gayi thi. Pranali ne apne saree ka pallu thoda adjust kiya, lekin uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Munna ka nazar uske har movement pe tha—uske sundar collarbones, uska sleeveless blouse, uski sharmayi hui nazar.
"Toh madam, yeh meri kismat kitni achi hai ki tum aaj mere saamne baithi ho," Munna ne ek playful tone me kaha.
Pranali ne zyada eye contact nahi kiya, sirf ek forced smile di. "Munna ji, yeh sahi nahi lag raha. Aapko pata hai ki main shaadi-shuda hoon, ek 2 saal ka beta hai mera."
Munna ne ek slow smirk diya, apne drink ka ek sip liya, aur dheere se uski taraf jhukte hue bola—"Mujhe toh sirf yeh pata hai ki tum bohot khoobsurat ho… aur tumhari shakal pe jo sharmaahat hai na, mujhe aur deewana bana rahi hai."
Pranali ne tension me apni fingers table pe rakhi. Munna ke aankhon ka intense look uske har gesture ko absorb kar raha tha. Woh uski neckline se lekar uske lips tak dekh raha tha, jaise har cheez ko yaad rakh raha ho.
"Woh toh sab theek hai, par yeh jo hum baat kar rahe hain… yeh kaisi baatein hain?" Pranali ne halki si tension me kaha.
Munna dheere se apne chair pe relaxed hoke beta, "Arre, maine toh sirf tareef ki. Ya tumhe bhi lag raha hai ki hum kuch aur baat kar rahe hain?"
Pranali ne aankhein neeche kar li. Uska chehra ek ajeeb si sharm se laal ho raha tha.
"Waise, tumne yeh sleeveless blouse special mere liye pehna hai?" Munna ne dheere se tease karte hue pucha.
Pranali ekdum chonk gayi. "Aisa kuch nahi hai!" Usne turant jawab diya.
Munna dheere se hansa, apne chair se thoda aur paas aaya. "Agar nahi hai, toh bhi chalega. Mujhe toh sirf yeh dekhna hai ki tumhe meri company pasand aa rahi hai ya nahi."
Uska intense gaze ab Pranali ke lips pe aake ruk gaya. Uski aankhein jaise keh rahi thi ki woh ek ek cheez soak kar raha hai—uska nervousness, uski laachari, aur uske andar ka woh chhupa hua hesitation jo sirf Munna samajh raha tha.
Pranali ne finally uski taraf dekha, ek ajeeb si bezubaan tasalli maangti nazar se. Munna ne dheere se table pe apna haath rakha, jaise usko aur trust dilane ki koshish kar raha ho. Uske andar ab sirf ek hi baat chal rahi thi—Yeh sirf ek lunch hai, ya kuch aur shuru ho raha hai?
Munna ne apne drink ka ek sip liya, aankhein Pranali pe tiki hui thi. [b]"Tumhe pata hai, tum jitna resist karti ho na, utna hi maza aata hai."
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Pranali ne ek shaky saas li, "Munna ji, yeh sahi nahi hai. Main ek shaadi-shuda aurat hoon, ek maa hoon. Aapko samajhna chahiye."
Munna hansa, "Samajhta hoon, madam. Tum jo bhi ho, usse koi farq nahi padta. Farq is baat se padta hai ki tum mujhe pasand ho. Aur mujhe jo pasand hota hai, main uska intezaar karna jaanta hoon."
Pranali ne apne haath table ke neeche le jaaye, jaise kuch pakad ke apni ghabrahat control kar rahi ho. "Aap ek achhe insaan lagte hain, par yeh jo aap kar rahe hain, yeh theek nahi hai."
Munna thoda aage jhuk ke uski aankhon me dekhne laga, "Agar theek nahi hota, toh tum yahan nahi hoti, madam. Tumne mana toh kiya tha, par fir bhi mere samne baithi ho."
Pranali ne ek second ke liye aankhein neeche kar li. "Mujhe koi aur option nahi dikha."
Munna muskuraya, "Options hamesha hote hain, Pranali. Tum chahti toh mana kar sakti thi. Par sach yeh hai ki tumhe bhi yeh game pasand aane laga hai."
Pranali ne turant uski taraf dekha, "Aisa kuch nahi hai!"
Munna dheere se hansa, "Achha? Toh jab main tumhe dekhta hoon, tumhara gala sookh kyun jaata hai? Jab main tumhare baare me flirt karta hoon, tum itni nervous kyun ho jaati ho?"
Pranali ne apna pallu thoda adjust kiya, "Bas… main sirf chah rahi hoon ki yeh sab khatam ho."
Munna ne apne haath table pe rakhe, "Yeh tabhi khatam hoga jab tum apne dil ki sunogi. Jab tumhe yeh accept karna padega ki tumhe meri baatein buri nahi lag rahi."
Pranali ne thoda apne aap ko control kiya, "Main ek maa hoon, ek patni hoon, mujhe yeh sab allowed nahi hai."
Munna ne uske chehre ka har emotion soak kiya, "Allowed? Aur agar main kahun ki sirf tumhare rules todne ke liye main yeh sab kar raha hoon?"
Pranali ne shock me uski taraf dekha, "Aap… aap sirf mujhe todne ke liye yeh sab kar rahe hain?"
Munna ne ek relaxed smile di, "Bilkul. Tumhe dekh ke maza aata hai. Tumhari resistance dekh ke aur zyada maza aata hai. Main kabhi force nahi karunga, madam. Tumhari marzi se hona chahiye. Aur mujhe intezaar karna aata hai."
Pranali ne apne haath tight kiye, "Main kabhi nahi maanungi."
Munna ne dheere se ek sip liya, "Dekh lenge, madam. Tum jitni der chaho, resist kar sakti ho. Par ek din tum khud aake kahogi… ‘Munna, bas ab aur nahi.’"
Pranali ki saans tez hone lagi. [b]Woh is khel ka hissa ban chuki thi, chahe woh chahe ya na chahe.[/b]
Kuch aur din beet gaye. [b]Munna aur Pranali ke beech ab roz ka ek pattern ban chuka tha. Munna har din usse message karta, thoda flirt karta, kabhi kabhi bina wajah kuch mehengi cheezein bhej deta. Pehle toh Pranali hesitant hoti thi, lekin dheere dheere yeh sab ek casual routine jaisa lagne laga tha.
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Munna kabhi kabhi lunch ka plan banata, par Pranali har baar koi na koi bahana bana leti. Woh jitni resist karti, Munna utna hi enjoy karta. Uske liye yeh sab sirf ek game tha—Pranali ka har step dekhna, uska hesitation todna, uske resistance ko dheere dheere kam karna.
Ek din raat ko, jab Pranali apne room me thi, Soham uske paas aaya. Woh kaafi serious lag raha tha.
"Pranali, tum theek ho?" Soham ne directly pucha.
Pranali ek second ke liye ruki, uska mann ekdum se ghabra gaya. "Haan, main bilkul theek hoon. Kya hua?"
Soham ne uski aankhon me dekha, "Kuch dinon se tumhara dhyan idhar udhar lag raha hai. Bank ka stress hai ya kuch aur?"
Pranali ne turant fake smile di, "Arey nahi, bas kaam thoda zyada ho gaya hai bank me. Aur Mirzapur ka mahaul bhi different hai, adjust hone me time lag raha hai."
Soham ne uski taraf ek dum serious nazar se dekha. "Pakka? Koi dikkat hai toh mujhe bata sakti ho na?"
Pranali ne jaldi se "Nahi, nahi! Sab theek hai." keh diya. Woh sach nahi bata sakti thi.
Lekin uske andar ek ajeeb si halchal hone lagi thi. Kya woh sach me sab kuch theek rakh paayegi? Kya Munna sirf flirt tak rukne wala tha?
Agle din raat ko, jab Soham apne dost se milkar aaya, usne ek serious decision liya. "Pranali, mujhe lagta hai hume yahan se nikalna chahiye. Mirzapur humare liye sahi nahi hai."
Pranali ne ek second ke liye socha, "Haan… shayad sahi keh rahe ho. Yahan ka environment thoda different hai."
"Main aur tum ek naye city me job dhundhte hain. Agar transfer ka option mile toh wahan chale jayenge." Soham ne confident tone me kaha.
Lekin jab dono ne job market ka research kiya, tab pata chala ki transfer ya job switch ek easy process nahi hone wala. Kam se kam 1.5 saal lag sakta tha naya job set hone me.
"Matlab hume yahan rukna padega?" Pranali ne thoda hesitation ke saath kaha.
Soham ne thodi der socha, "Haan… jab tak ek acha option nahi milta, tab tak yahin rukna padega."
Pranali ka dil tez dhadak gaya. 1.5 saal… itna lamba time? Munna tab tak kya karega?
Woh jitna Munna se dur rehne ki koshish karti, utna hi uska impact badhta ja raha tha. [b]Woh resist toh kar rahi thi, par yeh resistance kitne din aur tikne wali thi?[/b]


Tripathi haveli mein ek bada event hone wala tha. Poora Mirzapur jaanta tha ki jab Tripathiyon ke ghar koi function hota hai, toh wahan sirf log nahi, power aur politics bhi dikhayi jaati hai. Yeh sirf ek party nahi thi, yeh Tripathi empire ka ek dikhawa tha—jo unki aukaat nahi jaanta tha, unko yaad dila diya jata tha.
Soham aur Pranali bilkul bhi nahi jaana chahte the. Par jab Munna ke aadmiyon ne personally aake unko invitation diya, tab unko samajh aa gaya ki yeh sirf ek invitation nahi, ek hukum hai. Mana karna option nahi tha.
Event ke din, shaam hone se pehle, Pranali apne dressing table ke saamne baithi thi. Uska mann ek ajeeb si halchal me tha. Munna bhi wahan hoga… aur yeh pehli baar hoga jab woh uske saamne ek alag andaaz me hogi.
Usne apne kapdo ka selection carefully kiya. Munna usko hamesha sleeveless saree me dekhna pasand karta tha, par aaj woh kuch aur pehnna chahti thi—kuch elegant, par seductive nahi.
Usne ek royal dark blue silk saree select ki, jo body hugging thi, lekin zyada revealing nahi. Saree ka fabric itna soft tha ki uski slim figure naturally highlight ho rahi thi. Uske blouse ke sleeves full the, par pallu ka dbang thoda loose tha, jo uske collarbones aur kamar ko subtly highlight kar raha tha.
Usne apne bal khule rakhe, halki si soft curls ke saath. Aankhon me kajal gehra tha, lips pe subtle pink lipstick thi. Uske gaalon pe ek natural glow tha, ek halka blush jo uske nervousness ko chhupa raha tha.
Accessories bhi carefully select ki gayi thi—

• Ek chhoti si diamond studded bindi jo zyada bold nahi thi, par uske chehre ko aur elegant bana rahi thi.
  
• Kan me small golden jhumke, jo traditional bhi lag rahe the aur modern bhi.
  
• Halki si bangles jo chalne pe ek soft khanak create kar rahi thi.
  
• Sabse important, uske gale me woh chhoti si black-threaded gold pendant jo uski shadi ki nishani thi.
  

Usne apne aap ko mirror me dekha… woh pehli baar kisi aur ke nazar se khud ko dekh rahi thi. Kya Munna usko is look me pasand karega? Yeh soch aate hi usne aankhein band ki. Woh kyun soch rahi thi yeh sab?
Par sach yeh tha ki Munna ke har reaction ko woh feel karna shuru kar chuki thi.
Jab woh tayyar hokar bahar aayi, Soham ne uski taraf dekha, "Tum bohot achi lag rahi ho."
Pranali ne bas ek halka sa smile diya, par uska mann Tripathi haveli pahunch chuka tha.
Aaj ki raat sirf ek ordinary raat nahi hone wali thi.

Tripathi haveli ke grand entrance par pahunchte hi, [b]Pranali aur Soham ne jo dekha, usse unka dil tez dhadakne laga. Yeh koi aam party nahi thi, yeh Mirzapur ke asli taqatwar logon ka dikhawa tha.
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Jahan bhi nazar jaaye, wahan sifarish wale log, politicians, gunde, businessmen sab shaan se ghoom rahe the. Jo Tripathiyon ki sharan me tha, woh safe tha. Jo nahi tha, woh ya to dab chuka tha ya dabne wala tha.
Soham ab tak awkward feel kar raha tha. Usse yeh environment ajeeb lag raha tha, lekin woh sab kuch normal dikhane ki koshish kar raha tha.
Pranali ne apni saree ka pallu thoda adjust kiya, uske andar ek ajeeb si bechaini ho rahi thi. Usne jitna ho sake full-sleeves aur elegant dressing choose ki thi, taaki Munna usko waise na dekhe jaise woh usko dekhna chahta tha.
Lekin jaise hi uski nazar Munna pe padhi, uske andar ek ajeeb si halchal hone lagi.
Munna ek corner me khada tha, white shirt, dark waistcoat aur ek relaxed smile ke saath. Uski aankhein sirf Pranali ko dekh rahi thi. Woh baaki logon se baat kar raha tha, lekin uska dhyaan sirf ek jagah tha—Pranali.
Jaise hi Pranali aur Soham andar aaye, Munna ne dheere se apna drink uthaya, ek sip liya, aur bina aankhein hataye, halka sa smirk kiya.
"Aa gayi madam," usne dheere se apne aap se kaha.
Soham ko ek political group se milne ke liye bula liya gaya. Usse andaza nahi tha ki Munna yeh moment chah raha tha.
Jaise hi Soham busy hua, Munna dheere se Pranali ke paas aa gaya.
"Bohot time laga aane me," uski awaaz slow thi, par andar tak jaane wali.
Pranali ne ghabrakar idhar-udhar dekha, "Munna ji, yeh jagah sahi nahi hai, hume baat nahi karni chahiye."
Munna dheere se aage jhuka, "Kyun, tumhe darr lag raha hai? Ya yeh dar kisi aur cheez ka hai?"
Pranali ne apni aankhein neeche kar li, "Aap jaante hain, yeh sab theek nahi lagta. Main ek shaadi-shuda aurat hoon, ek maa hoon."
Munna hansa, usne apna glass dheere se table pe rakha, "Haan, pata hai. Tumhe baar-baar yaad dilane ki zaroorat nahi. Par tumhari aankhein kuch aur keh rahi hain."
Pranali ne thoda gusse se dekha, "Aapko jo samajhna hai samajhiye, par main aapke games ka hissa nahi ho sakti."
Munna ne ek kadam aur paas liya, "Main games nahi khelta, madam. Main bas wait karta hoon. Aur mujhe pata hai ki tumhari resistance sirf naam ki hai."
Pranali ne turant jawab diya, "Aisa kuch nahi hai!"
Munna dheere se hansa, "Achha? Toh phir tum mere bina message kiye hi mujhe yaad kyun karti ho? Jab main door hota hoon toh tum bechain kyun ho jaati ho?"
Pranali ne ek second ke liye chup ho gayi. Munna jo keh raha tha, woh sach tha. Woh jitni door jaane ki koshish karti, Munna utna hi paas aa jata.
Usne aankhon me ek ajeeb si bechaini ke saath kaha, "Aap chahein jo bhi sochein, par yeh sach nahi hai."
Munna ne dheere se apni pockets me haath daale, "Koi baat nahi, madam. Tum jitna chahti ho, utna resist kar sakti ho. Main toh bas intezaar kar raha hoon."
Usne apni whiskey ka ek aur sip liya, aur uske lips ke paas ek teasing smile aayi.
"Ek din tum khud aake bologi… 'Munna, bas ab aur nahi.'"
Pranali ka gala sookh gaya. Usse pata tha yeh sirf ek conversation nahi thi. Yeh ek shikaar tha, jo dheere dheere apne jaal me lapet raha tha.
Usne bas ek gehri saans li, aur peechhe mur gayi.
[b]Lekin Munna ko pata tha, yeh khel abhi shuru hua hai.[/b]

[b]Tripathi haveli ke grand function ka shor apne charam par tha. Har taraf taqatwar log, politicians, businessmen aur gunde apni apni power ka dikhawa kar rahe the. Jahaan tak nazar jaaye, wahan Mirzapur ke asli malik nazar aa rahe the.
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Lekin aaj ek cheez sabse alag thi—Pranali.
Jaise hi woh Munna ke saath dikhne lagi, poore function me log usko notice karne lage. Uske royal dark blue saree ka shine lights ke neeche aur bhi gehra lag raha tha, uski soft curls shoulder pe gir rahi thi, aur uska graceful yet nervous expression use aur bhi intriguing bana raha tha.
Uspar sirf ek aadmi ka haq dikh raha tha—Munna Tripathi.
Munna uske saath chal raha tha, jaise yeh prove kar raha ho ki yeh aurat sirf uske protection me hai. Jo log usko ghoor rahe the, woh bas chup chaap Munna ka reaction dekh rahe the.
Munna ke friends aur political log bhi usko notice kar rahe the. Kayi log apas me dheere se baat karne lage,
"Yeh kaun hai?"
"Munna bhai ke saath hai, matlab koi khaas baat hai."
"Bhai ko kabhi kisi aurat ke saath aise nahi dekha."
Lekin kisi me himmat nahi thi kuch bolne ki, kyunki Munna ki aankhon me ek alag hi ownership dikh rahi thi.
Phir Munna ne uska haath halki si pakad ke apne parivaar ki taraf le gaya.
Sabse pehle uske father, Ramakant Tripathi, jo abhi don hai. Baju me uske grandfather, Gajmohan Tripathi, jo purane zamane ka asli baap hai Mirzapur ka.
Ramakant Tripathi ne apni teekhi aankhon se Pranali ko dekha. Woh samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha ki Munna is aurat me itna interested kyun hai.
Gajmohan Tripathi ne bhi nazar ghumaai, phir Munna ki taraf dekhkar bola,
"Yeh kaun hai?"
Munna ne ek halka smile diya, aur casual tone me bola,
"Bank me kaam karti hai, Pranali Sharma."
Ramakant Tripathi ne ek second uske chehre ko dekha, phir dheere se sir hilaya, "Aaj tak tumhare saath koi aurat nahi dikh rahi thi, Munna. Yeh pehli baar hai."
Munna ne whiskey ka sip liya, "Haan, toh? Kuch na kuch pehli baar hota hi hai, babuji."
Gajmohan ne ek slow laugh kiya, phir Pranali ki taraf ghusa se nahi, ek curiosity se dekha.
"Beti, Munna ke saath ho toh sambhal ke chalna."
Pranali ne bas ek halka smile diya, lekin andar se uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Munna ke friends bhi usko notice kar rahe the. Kayi log uski taraf dekh kar mazaak udane lage, lekin Munna ke respect me zyada kuch kehne ki himmat nahi hui.
Ek dost ne dheere se bola, "Bhai, ab to naya time shuru ho gaya lagta hai."
Munna ne sirf ek teekhi nazar us par dali, aur woh chup ho gaya.
Yeh clear ho chuka tha—Pranali sirf ek guest nahi thi, ab woh Munna ke life me ek naya chapter ban rahi thi.
Aur sabse dangerous baat yeh thi ki [b]woh khud is game ka hissa ban rahi thi, chahe woh chahe ya na chahe.[/b]

Raat ka waqt ho chuka tha. [b]Tripathi haveli ka shor ab dheere dheere shaant ho raha tha, par Pranali ke mann me ek ajeeb si halchal chal rahi thi.
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Jab woh Soham ke saath ghar aayi, toh usne ek gehri saans li. Aaj ka din alag tha. Aaj pehli baar usne Munna ki asli duniya dekhi thi.
Jis tarah log usse respect se baat kar rahe the, jis tarah sab Munna ke ek smile ya ek nazar ka intezar kar rahe the, jis tarah bade bade politicians bhi uske aage jhuk rahe the… yeh sab ek alag hi duniya thi.
Aur us duniya me aaj Munna ke saath chal rahi thi woh—Pranali Sharma.
Soham thoda thaka hua lag raha tha. Usne apni shirt utari, aur bed pe baithte hue kaha,
"Bohot ajeeb log the wahan. Maine socha bhi nahi tha ki Mirzapur me itne powerful log ek jagah ikattha hote hain."
Pranali ne ek halka smile diya, par uska dimaag sirf Munna ke words yaad kar raha tha.
"Tum jitna resist karti ho, utna maza aata hai."
Usne jitna ho sake normal dikhne ki koshish ki.
Soham ne aankhein band ki, "Bas ab yeh sab avoid karna hai. Jitna ho sake, unse door rehna hai."
Pranali ne sirf "Haan" kaha, par andar se ek ajeeb sa ehsaas ho raha tha.
Usne apna phone uthaya. Screen pe ek naya message chamak raha tha—Munna Tripathi.
"Maza aaya kya, madam? Aaj party me sab tumhe dekh rahe the."
Uska dil zor se dhadak gaya. Usne phone tight pakda. Munna ki aadat ho gayi thi, har din ka ek hissa ban gaya tha.
Usne thoda hesitate karke reply kiya—"Party bohot grand thi."
Munna ka reply turant aaya.
"Party nahi, madam… main tumhare baare me pooch raha hoon. Maza aaya ya nahi?"
Pranali ne screen dekhi, uske haath thande ho gaye. Kya reply kare?
Usne socha ki ignore kar de, par phir uske mann me ek aur thought aaya—agar ignore karegi toh Munna aur zyada force karega.
Usne finally type kiya—"Aap kaafi powerful hain. Yeh mujhe aaj samajh aaya."
Munna ka jawab instantly aaya—
"Aur tum us power se impressed ho ya darr gayi?"
Pranali ne ek second ruk ke type kiya—"Dono."
Munna ka agla message aaya, jo uske mann me aur bhi halchal macha gaya.
"Achha? Matlab kahin na kahin tumhe maza bhi aaya."
Pranali ne message dekha, par uska jawab nahi diya. Woh nahi chahti thi ki Munna ko lage ki woh uske game me fas rahi hai, par sach toh yeh tha ki uska dimaag Munna ki baaton se bhar chuka tha.
Usne phone side me rakha, par neend nahi aayi.
[b]Munna ki power sirf logon tak seemit nahi thi. Woh dheere dheere uske vicharon tak aa chuka tha.[/b]