Adultery Nayi Shuruaat - Meri Sweet Maa Bani Meri Bhai Ki Dulhan

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Reeti ne aaj kuch alag hi pehna tha—ek deep maroon Western-style saree, sleeveless blouse, backless cut, aur golden border jisme woh divine bhi lag rahi thi, aur dangerously hot bhi.
Uske baal open the, halki breeze mein udte hue… aankhon mein kajal aur lips pe ek soft shade of red. Har kadam pe uski kamar ka lehraav aur blouse se nikalti bare arms kisi ka bhi dhyaan kheench leti.
Aur kisika toh dil sach mein skip ho gaya—Aryan, jo mandir ke pass tha, bas casually aaya tha… par ab uski nazar Reeti pe jam gayi thi.
“Damn… yeh wahi Reeti hai? Yeh toh ab aur bhi jaan lewa lag rahi hai…” Aryan ne socha, aankhon se usse scan karte hue.
Reeti ne uski nazar mehsoos ki… aankh milayi, aur thoda sa ruki. Aryan seedha uske paas aaya.
Aryan: “Reeti… tu toh… tu toh bas kamaal lag rahi hai. Mujhe laga main tujhe bhool gaya hoon, par tu toh…”
Usne nazar uske seene tak le aayi, zubaan se lips lick karte hue. “Bas ek baar mil ja, phir sab yaad aa gaya…”
Reeti ne seedha uski aankhon mein dekha, nazaron mein disgust. Phir THAPPAD—ek zor ka slap Aryan ke chehre pe laga.
Reeti: “Main Shivji ke darshan ke liye aayi hoon, na ki tere jaise besharam ki bakwaas sunne.”
Aryan stunned, cheek red, ego bruised. Logon ne dekha, par Reeti bina ruki aage badh gayi—gracefully, proudly, like a queen.




Mandir ke andar jaake, usne apni chappal utari, aankhen bandh ki aur seedha Shivling ke saamne jaake baith gayi.
Uska saree ka pallu ab shoulder se halka sa gir gaya tha, lekin usne usse sambhal ke dbang kiya, thoda dupatta jaisa bandh kar. Usne kalash uthaya, Shivling par paani chadhaya, aur aankhen band kar dhyaan lagaya.
Uske lips halki si mantra jaap kar rahe the, aur uski aankhon mein ek alag hi shanti thi. Ek waqt tha jab woh kisi aur ke liye yeh vrat karti thi… aur aaj, woh khud apne chune huye pyaar ke liye Shivji ke saamne baithi thi.
“Hey Shivji… ab iss baar jo diya hai, usse mere seene mein hamesha zinda rakhna… Reeti ki zindagi mein ab sirf sachcha pyaar aur sachcha sukoon ho.”

Reeti aarti ke baad ek kone mein jaake apna dupatta theek kar rahi thi. Temple ke soft ghantiyon ki awaaz, dhoop ki khushboo aur havan ki garmahat ne poore mahaul ko divyata se bhar diya tha.
Tabhi… mandir ke gate ke paas se ek parichit aura mehsoos hua. Ek sadhu, safed dhaaran mein, jinki aankhon mein shanti aur chehre pe ek anjaani pehchaan thi—woh wahi sadhu the, jinhone kabhi Garima ko Reeti banaya tha.
Unhone door se Reeti ko pooja karte dekha—uski muskaan, uska shuddh bhaav, aur woh alag si chamak—sab kuch dekh ke unki aankhon mein santosh tha.
Woh ek taraf baith gaye, shaant hokar, jaise kisi phool ko khilta hua dekh rahe ho.
Jaise hi Reeti ne unhe dekha, uska dil ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Usne turant aage badhkar unke pair chhuye.
Reeti: "Aap...! Mujhe laga aap kabhi nahi milenge dobara. Thank you, sadhu baba… aapne meri puri zindagi badal di. Aapne mujhe dobara jeene ka ek naya moka diya.”
Sadhu ne muskurate hue haath uske sir par rakhe.
Sadhu: “Beti… kya tu khush hai apne naye jeevan mein?”
Reeti thodi der ke liye ruki… uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si clarity thi.
Reeti: “Main khush hoon, baba. Lekin kuch cheezein chhoot gayi… kuch alvida kehna reh gaya. Meri achanak gayab ho jaane se kai log dukhi hue. Shayad agar main unse Garima ban kar mil sakun… alvida keh sakun… toh main apni nayi zindagi ko bina guilt ke gale laga sakti hoon.”
Sadhu ne gehri si muskaan di, jaise woh sab samajh rahe ho.
Sadhu: “Beti, tu ab samajh gayi hai jeevan ka satya. Toh sun—jo vardan main tujhe diya tha, main usmein ek aur rahmat jodta hoon…”
“Har poornima ki raat, jab tu chahe… so kar Garima ban ja. Sirf usi raat ke liye. Jab dobara subah hote hi tu soegi… tu phir se Reeti ban jayegi.”
Reeti ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye—khushi ke, samarpan ke, aur ek naye adhyaay ke shubh aaghaaz ke.
Reeti: “Aap sach mein mujhe itni azadi de rahe ho…?”
Sadhu ne sir haan mein hilaya. “Teri kismat teri samajh se badi hai, beti. Jo log do janam mein pyaar dhoondhte hain, tu unka pyaar ek hi janam mein do roop mein jee rahi hai.”

Reeti (halki awaaz mein):
“Baba… ek sawaal puchun?”
Sadhu (muskurate hue):
“Mann mein jo ho, bina dare puchh daal, beti.”
Reeti ne thoda sa pal liya, phir aankhen jhuka ke bola…
Reeti:
“Main jo kar rahi hoon… Rajat ke saath… kya woh galat hai?”
“Woh mera beta hai… par ab mujhe pyaar karta hai… aur main bhi uske pyaar mein jee rahi hoon.”
“Main Garima thi, uski maa… lekin aaj main Reeti hoon. Uski saathi, uska pyaar. Kya main paap kar rahi hoon, Baba?”
Ek gehri khamoshi chhayi rahi kuch palon tak. Sadhu ne Reeti ki taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein guilt tha, prem tha, aur woh ek sach jise duniya samajh nahi sakti.
Sadhu (sant bhaav se):
“Jab tum Garima thi, tumne apne kartavya nibhaye—maa banke, patni banke, samarpan se jeeye. Jab tum Reeti bani, tumhe ek nayi zindagi mili, jisme tumne kisi ko dard nahi diya… balki pyaar diya, apnapan diya.”
“Yeh shareer ka bandhan nahi, mann aur atma ka bandhan hai. Rajat ka prem tumhari rooh se hua hai—na ki sirf naam se, na rishtedari se.”
Reeti (aankhon mein aansu):
“Lekin baba… woh sach nahi jaanta… agar jaane toh toot jaayega.”
Sadhu ne uska haath pakda. “Tab tak sach mat bata… jab tak woh us sach ko apnane ki samajh na paa le. Tumhara prem pavitra hai, lekin duniya ke nazar mein paap ban jaayega.”
“Prem ka mool paap nahi hota… lekin uska galat samay, galat sach, kisi ki duniya ujaad sakta hai.”
Reeti ne apna sar sadhu ke charan pe rakh diya. Aaj use sukoon mila tha—pehli baar kisi ne uske pyaar ko samjha tha, bina judge kiye.
Sadhu (aakhri line mein):
“Tum dono ki kismet mein ek saath rehna likha hai… ab yeh tumhare vivek par hai ki tum kis roop mein jeena chahti ho.”

Reeti ne apni aankhen band ki… aur mann mein ek sankalp liya: Ek baar Garima ban ke, sabse milungi, alvida kahungi… aur phir apne naye jeevan ko puri tarah apnaungi.

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Mandir ke baad, shaam ka waqt. Reeti—ab soch mein doobi hui.
Usne aaj jo suna, jo paaya… uska asar uske chehre pe clearly dikh raha tha. Sadhu baba ka naya vardan uske mann mein ek storm jaisa chal raha tha.
Apne kamre mein aayi, saree utar ke normal kapdon mein aayi… lekin uska dimaag abhi bhi Garima banne ke khayalon mein tha.
"Ab main apne roop mein sabse mil sakti hoon... maa, chachi, padosan, college ki dost... sabse ek baar alvida keh sakti hoon. Par... Rajat?"
Yahi ek soch uske dil mein bhanwar ban gayi thi.
"Agar Rajat ko pata chal gaya ki Reeti hi Garima thi... uski maa... toh? Woh tut jaayega. Main uski duniya hoon ab. Uski mohabbat... uska pyaar."
Uske haath mein wohi diamond ring thi jo Rajat ne di thi… usne use dekha, aur ek halki si muskaan uske lips pe aayi.
“Main khush hoon. Mujhe sach mein khushi mili hai… lekin yeh vardan tricky hai. Mujhe kisi se baat karni padegi… 



Kitchen mae - Reeti aati hai—thodi serious si.
Reeti: “Priya… tu free hai abhi?”
Priya: (hans kar) “Haan re, kya hua? Lag raha hai kisi deep thought mein ho…”
Reeti: “Priya… agar tu apni purani zindagi mein ek baar wapas jaa sakti, sirf ek raat ke liye… sabse alvida kehne, kuch adhure pal poore karne ke liye… toh kya karti?”
Priya thoda surprised hoti hai. “Reeti… kya tu… phir se Garima ban sakti hai?”
Reeti sir jhuka ke haan mein hilati hai. “Har poornima ko… sirf raat bhar. Subah so jaungi toh wapas Reeti.”
Priya (shock + emotion): “Yeh toh… kamaal hai. Par Rajat…?”
Reeti (guilt se): “Bas wahi darr hai. Main use batana nahi chahti. Uska pyaar, uska bharosa… sab toot jaayega. Aur main bhi toot jaungi. Mujhe usse bachana hai.”
Priya ne Reeti ka haath pakda. “Tu jo bhi karegi, main tere saath hoon. Bas dhyaan rakh… kisi ko shak na ho. Aur agar tu kabhi Garima ban ke jaaye… toh pehle mujhe bata de. Main cover kar loongi.”
Reeti ki aankhon mein aasoon the—par is baar woh dard ke nahi, gratitude ke the.
Reeti: “Tu meri beti hi nahi… meri guardian angel hai, Priya.”
Priya ne muskurate hue kaha, “Aur tu meri thodi zyada young wali maa ban chuki hai… thoda awkward hai, but full filmi hai!”
Dono hans padein… par unke beech ek nayi samajhdaari, ek nayi journey shuru ho chuki thi.


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