Adultery Badhawas Maa Ki Karastaniyan Aur Uska Bhadwa Beta

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Badhawas Maa Ki Karastaniyan Aur Uska Bhadwa Beta

Note - This story is cuckson fantasy

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Main, Bablu, 19 saal ka hoon, aur abhi pehle saal mein hoon ek college mein jo Nashik ke paas hai, kisi shehar se bohot door. Paas mein ek chhota sa gaon hai, jahan kabhi-kabhi hum log chai ya samosa lene jaate hain, par baaki waqt yahan sunsaan si zindagi hai. Main Mumbai se hoon, apne bade shehar ke shor aur mummy-papa ke saath guzari zindagi ke dabav se door bhagna chahta tha. Papa, Ramakant, ek sarkari naukar hain, aur unhone mummy ko yahan bheja taaki hum log ek scheme ke paiso ko hadap sakein. College meri nayi shuruaat thi, par kismat ne mujhe dhokha de diya.


Ek garmi bhari dopahar, main canteen mein baitha tha, thandi chai peeta hua, jab maine dekha—mummy, Neelam, ek auto-rickshaw se utarti hui, dupatta kandhe par lapeta hua. 38 saal ki umar mein bhi woh khubsurat thi: teekhe naak-naksh, kajal se sajaye aankhein, aur woh andaaz jo sabko dekhta chhod deta tha. Mera dil dhadak gaya. “Yeh yahan kya kar rahi hai?” maine apne aap se kaha.

Baad mein, jab main admin building ke bahar mummy se mila, usne bataya, “Yeh 4-5 mahine ka course hai, Bablu. Skill development. Tere papa ne kaha ki isme se kuch paisa ban sakta hai—sarkari scheme ka fayda uthayenge.” Uski aankhon mein ek chhupi si chamak thi, par mujhe gussa aa raha tha. Papa ne mummy ko yahan bheja tha paiso ke liye, aur ab meri nayi zindagi mein yeh ghus aayi thi. Main sochta raha ki isse meri duniya barbad ho jayegi.

“Mummy, please,” maine minnat ki, awaaz dheemi rakhkar. “Yahan kisi ko mat batana ki tum meri maa ho. Log mujhe mazak banayenge. Main yahan apna naam banane aaya hoon.”

Mummy ka chehra utar gaya, uski muskaan toot gayi. “Toh main tera rishta chhupaoon? Bablu, tere papa ne mujhe yahan paiso ke liye bheja, aur ab tu mujhe door kar raha hai?” Uski awaaz mein dard tha, par main nahi pighla. Usne aankhein jhukayi aur boli, “Theek hai. Jo tu chahta hai.” Mujhe laga shayad maine jeet liya, par andar se kuch toot sa gaya.

Us din ke baad hum ek doosre se bachne lage. Mummy college ke mahila hostel mein rehne lagi, jawan ladkiyon ke beech ghul-mil kar, aur main usse door raha, jaise woh koi anjaan ho. Mujhe pata tha yeh baat usko chubhti thi—jab woh mujhe durbar ke maidan se dekhti, uski aankhon mein dard dikhta tha—par usne meri baat maan li. “Main teri wajah se sharminda nahi hona chahti,” usne ek baar kaha, aur baat khatam ho gayi.

Hafte guzar gaye, aur mujhe lagne laga ki sab theek chal raha hai. Phir ek shaam, sab badal gaya.

Main library se wapas aa raha tha, college ke park se hokar—yeh jagah sunsaan thi, bas ped aur thodi si hariyali—jab mujhe ek jani-pehchani hasi sunai di. Woh halki, bekhauf hasi thi jo mummy sirf khushi mein hasti thi. Main ruk gaya, nazar idhar-udhar ghumayi. Wahan thi mummy, ek neem ke ped ke neeche bench par baithi, dupatta kandhe se sarka hua. Aur uske paas ek ladka tha—lamba, patla, shayad 22 saal ka, chehre par ek nakhrili muskaan aur hath uske ghutne par. Mummy uske paas jhuki, aur phir—dono ne ek doosre ko chuma. Chhota sa nahi, balki dheema, gehra chumban, mummy ke hath uske gaal ko chhoo rahe the.

Mera saans ruk gaya. “Yeh kya ho raha hai?” maine apne aap se kaha, muthhiyan bheench li. Woh ladka—Aftab, jiska naam mujhe baad mein pata chala—chautha saal ka student tha, apne jadooi andaaz ke liye mashhoor. Aur wahan thi mummy, college ki ladkiyon ki tarah hasti, aankhein chamakti hui.

Main ek ped ke peeche chhup gaya, dil zor se dhadakta hua. Soch raha tha ki wahan jaoon ya bhaag jaoon, par pair jaise zameen mein gad gaye. Main bas dekhta raha—Aftab ne mummy ke kaan mein kuch kaha, aur woh phir has padi. Dono khade hue, hath ek doosre ko chhoote hue, aur shaam ke andhere mein gaon ki taraf chal diye.