29-03-2025, 02:11 PM
Saloon to baad, Ashleen apne ghar pahunchdi hai. Raat de 11 vaj chukke hunde ne—ghar ch sannata hunda hai, te ohdi mummy apne kamre ch so rahi hundi hai. Ashleen apne kamre ch jandi hai, darwaja band kardi hai, te light dim kar ke mirror de saamne khadi ho jandi hai. Oh ne kaali tight dress pai hoi hundi hai, jo saloon ch Kamal diya akha da nishana bani si. Dress ohdi body naal chipki hoi hundi hai—ohde 35 de mumme te 36 de chitted di shape saaf disdi hai, te oh apne hath naal dress nu halka jeha adjust kardi hai. Mirror ch apna reflection vekh ke oh apne aap naal gallan shuru kardi hai, “Ashleen, eh chitted ne taan ajj Kamal uncle nu pagal kar ditta si—ohdi nazar taan menu kha jandi si.”
Oh apne vaal khol dendi hai, te lammi zulfan ohdi hikk te gir jandia ne. Oh apne bullan nu halka chaatdi hai te sochdi hai, “Guri ne eh chitted nu kai vaar ghut ke dabaya, par Kamal uncle di shaitaani smile ch ki raaz si?” Oh apne hath nu dress de utte chitted te feran lagdi hai—ohdi skin tight fabric de thalle halki garmi feel kardi hai, kyuki raat garam te sultry hundi hai. Oh apni ungla naal chitted di line te trace kardi hai te bol di hai, “Hayee, je koi ehnu zor naal dabave, taan ki nasha chadhe.” Oh apni dress di zip thodi thalle kardi hai, te gore chitted di jhalak disdi hai—ohdi skin utte pasina chamak rya hunda hai, te oh apne dil ch Kamal di saloon wali nigah yaad kardi hai.
Oh apne mumme nu dress de utte hi hath laundi hai te dheere-dheere dabandi hai, jive koi ohnu massage kar rya hove. Ohdi sans tez ho jandi hai te oh bol di hai, “Guri taan ehnu chus-chus ke laal kar denda hai, par Kamal uncle je ehnu hath lave taan ki hoga?” Oh apni aankha band kardi hai te imagination ch kho jandi hai—Kamal di shaitaani smile ohde dimaag ch ghoom jandi hai. Oh apna hath fuddi wall le jandi hai, par ohnu kapde lahan da iraada nahi hunda—oh bas dress de utte hi fuddi nu halka ragad dendi hai te siski nikal jandi hai, “Shhhh… eh fuddi taan ajj kisi lann layi tars rahi hai.” Oh apne aap nu rokdi hai, bed te lammi pe jandi hai, te Kamal da card ohdi jeb ch rehnda hai. Ithe achanak ohda phone vibrate hunda hai—screen te “Unknown Number” likhya hunda hai. Oh ghabra jandi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh itni raat nu kon ho sakda hai?” Oh call nahi chakdi, par dil ch shakk paida ho janda hai.
Duje passe Manpreet apne kamre ch hai—raat de 12 vaj rahe hunde ne. Ghar ch sab so chukke hunde ne—mummy te daddy apne kamre ch, te Gurnoor v apne bed te. Oh apne darwaje nu lock kardi hai te light on kardi hai. Oh ne tight red crop top te chhoti skirt paayi hoi hundi hai, jide ch ohdi 34 di hikk te 36 di bund saaf ubhar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne phone nu stand te rakhdi hai te song chalaundi hai—“Nain tikhe tikhe, dil nu chhedan wale…”. Oh apne lakk nu dheere-dheere matkaundi hai—crop top ohdi hikk de thalle chhoti hundi hai, jide naal ohdi navel te cleavage dono dikha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne hath mumme te rakhdi hai te unhan nu ghut ke dabandi hai—ohdi ungla ohde nipples de utte disde ne, jo crop top ch thodi shape bana rahe hunde ne, te ohnu apni jawani da nasha chadha hunda hai.
Oh apne tikhe nain naal camera nu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Ajj taan main Instagram te sab nu pagal kar dena hai.” Oh skirt nu thoda utte chakdi hai—ohdi gore patt nange ho jande ne, te chhoti kaali panty v thodi disdi hai, jide ch ohdi bund di golai saaf nazar aundi hai. Oh apne lakk nu jor naal thumka mardi hai, te ohdi bund rubber di ball vangu hil jandi hai—ohde har move naal ohda lehenga bed te sarka janda hai, te kamre ch halki thandak ohnu excite kar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne bulla nu chaatdi hoi bol di hai, “Eh jawani nu vekh ke taan koi v apna kacha labh lave.” Oh apne hath nu navel te feran lagdi hai, te dheere-dheere fuddi wall le jandi hai—oh skirt de utte hi halka touch kardi hai te madhosh ho jandi hai. Oh apne vaal piche sarkaundi hai te apni hikk nu thoda ubhaar ke pose dindi hai, jive koi photoshoot chal rya hove.
Itthe achanak Gurnoor darwaja knock karda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, eh ki kardi hai tu raat nu?” Manpreet ghabra jandi hai—oh jaldi skirt thik kardi hai te crop top nu thalle kardi hai, par ohda chehra laal ho chukya hunda hai, te ohdi sans tez chal rahi hundi hai. Oh darwaja thoda khol ke bol di hai, “Oyye, chup kar ja, mummy nu jagaya taan ki hoga?” Gurnoor shaitaani naal andar jhankda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj kisi heroine vangu lagdi hai, eh reel banandi hai?” Manpreet ohnu gusse naal vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Tu apni didi nu tang karega? Chal, mere layi phone ch game download kar de, nahi taan tera phone kadd lava.” Gurnoor hassda hai te bol da hai, “Thik hai didi, par tu eda hot reel banandi reh—tere followers taan pagal ho jange, te shayad main v kise nu dass devan.” Manpreet ohnu akh maar ke bol di hai, “Chal bahar nikal, nahi taan mummy nu bula lava.” Gurnoor chala janda hai, par ohnu ek kagaz di thurri disdi hai, jo darwaje de thalle sarka ke andar aayi hundi hai—us te likhya hunda hai, “Tera raaz mere kol hai.” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Gurnoor ne likhya, ya koi hor hai?”
Agli subah, Manpreet te Ashleen nu Narula family de rishtedaar di shaadi da invite mil janda hai. Shaadi ek bade banquet hall ch hundi hai—rang-birangi lightan, loud music, te loga di bheed naal mahoul ban chukya hunda hai. Manpreet ne laal lehenga paya hunda hai, jide ch ohdi surahi gardan te ubhri hikk saaf chamak rahi hundi hai. Lehenga ohdi bund nu tight pakad rya hunda hai, te oh har kadam naal matka rahi hundi hai—ohde vaal khulle ne, te heels di awaaj naal log ohnu ghum ke vekhde ne. Ashleen ne tight black saree pai hundi hai, jide ch ohde 35 de mumme te gore chitteda nasha chadha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne pallu nu halka sarka ke chal rahi hundi hai, te ohdi navel utte halka tattoo disda hai, jo munde nu pagal kar rya hunda hai.
Function ch Kamal te Gindu aunde ne—Kamal ne suit paya hoya hunda hai, te ohda 6 foot da kad loga ch alag disda hai. Oh Ashleen nu vekhda hai, par oh sidha ohde kol nahi janda—oh pehla Guri nu labhda hai, jo bar te khada peg la rya hunda hai. Kamal Guri kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Guri putt, suna tainu song ch chance mil gya, boht vadia! Ki haal hai ajj?” Guri thoda nashe ch bol da hai, “Hanji uncle, Ashleen nu v model banavan da plan hai, oh boht excited hai.” Kamal apne dimaag ch plan bananda hai te bol da hai, “Eh taan changi gall hai, Guri. Par je tu chaunda hai ki Ashleen da role bada hove, taan mere naal baat kar lavi—main director naal purani jaan-pehchaan hai.” Guri khush ho janda hai te bol da hai, “Uncle, tuhada ehsaan nahi bhulna, main Ashleen nu dass devan ki tuhada support hai.”
Kamal di nazar Ashleen te hai, jo Manpreet naal dance floor te thumke la rahi hundi hai. Oh sochda hai, “Guri nu main apne vass ch kar lava, te Ashleen nu apne nere laike ohdi jawani da swaad chakhan da plan banava.” Oh Guri nu bol da hai, “Putt, tu Ashleen nu mere kol le aa, main ohnu song bare thodi detail dass devan—industry ch ki-ki chalda hai, ohnu samjhavan da.” Guri peg mukka ke Ashleen kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Ash, Kamal uncle song bare gall karna chaunde ne, chal mere naal, boht vadia mauka hai eh.” Ashleen thoda shakk kardi hai—oh Guri di nashe wali aankha vekhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal uncle nu kyon itna bharosa karda hai?” Par oh Guri de kehne te Kamal kol chali jandi hai.
Kamal Ashleen nu vekhda hai—ohdi saree ch ohde chitted di golai te mumme di ubhaar ohnu pagal kar rahi hundi hai. Oh bol da hai, “Ashleen, ajj taan tu kisi hoor vangu lagdi hai. Guri ne tainu song ch chance dilaya, par main tainu ohda role hor bada karva sakda haan.” Ashleen apne vaal piche sarkaundi hoi bol di hai, “Uncle ji, eh taan boht vadia hai, par is layi ki karna pavega?” Kamal ohdi hikk te nazar tika ke bol da hai, “Bas thodi galla-baatan, tainu tension nahi leni. Tu Guri naal reh, par mere naal v contact rakh—industry ch success layi link boht zaroori hunde ne.” Oh apna card Ashleen nu dinda hai te bol da hai, “Raat nu call kaji, galla pakki kar lavange, te Guri nu v khush rakhange.” Ashleen card leke sochdi hai, “Eh uncle Guri nu v apne naal mila rya hai, par ohde dil ch mere layi ki chal rya hai?” Ithe ohdi nazar Gindu te jandi hai, jo door khadi ohna nu ghoor rahi hundi hai—Gindu diya aankha ch shakk te gussa saaf disda hai, te Ashleen de dil ch khauf paida ho janda hai.
Itthe Manpreet dance floor te apne lakk nu matka rahi hundi hai—ohda lehenga ohdi bund nu ghut ke pakad rya hunda hai, te ohdi har thumke naal munde ohnu ghum-ghum ke vekhde ne. Gurnoor ohnu chhed da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj sari party nu agg la degi.” Manpreet bol di hai, “Chup kar ja, nahi taan tera muh band kar devan.” Ohdi nazar Preet te jandi hai, jo kisi director naal hass-hass ke gallan kardi hundi hai, te ohnu jalan hundi hai te sochdi hai, “Main v ehna to ghat kamm nahi laike chhaddan gi.”
Sukhmeet function ch aundi hai—neela suit paya hoya, jide ch ohdi 50 saal di umar v thodi jawani jhalakdi hai. Ohdi body thodi bhari hundi hai, par ohda rang gora te chehra saaf hunda hai. Oh Gindu nu mildi hai te bol di hai, “Gindu, tera husan taan ajj v kaim hai—main taan ghar ch rotiya belan naal thak gyi haan.” Gindu, jo ek tight kurti te legging pai hoi hundi hai, ohnu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Sukhmeet, jawani taan dil ch hundi hai—tu v Manpreet vangu apni chadhi jawani nu jagaa.” Sukhmeet sharmaundi hoi bol di hai, “Main v sochan lagi haan ki thodi masti kar lava—Balwinder taan sara din business ch busy rehnda hai, te raat nu thak ke so janda hai.” Gindu shaitaani naal bol di hai, “Fer koi jawan munda labh—sanu v taan kabhi-kabhi apni agg shant karan layi nasha chahida hai.” Dono hassan lagdia ne, par Sukhmeet di nazar Kamal te Ashleen te jandi hai, te oh Gindu nu bol di hai, “Eh Kamal te Ashleen ki gallan kar rahe ne?” Gindu da chehra sakht ho janda hai te oh bol di hai, “Pata nahi, par mainu shakk hai ki Kamal koi chal chal rya hai.” Sukhmeet sochdi hai, “Eh ghar ch v koi raaz hai.”
Raat vadhdi hai—function ch bheed te music full swing ch hai. Manpreet Gurnoor nu bol di hai, “Je tu mummy nu meri reel bare dassya taan teri khair nahi.” Gurnoor shaitaani naal bol da hai, “Didi, main taan daddy nu v dass devan ki tu raat nu ki-ki kardi hai—par je eh kagaz kise hor ne bheji taan?” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh kagaz Gurnoor ne nahi bheji, fer eh kon ho sakda hai—ki mera raaz kise hor nu pata hai?” Itthe Ashleen Kamal da card apni purse ch rakhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Kamal uncle Guri nu apne vass ch kar rya hai, par Gindu aunty diya aankha ch eh shakk ki matlab hai?” Ohde phone te ek message aunda hai—unknown number to, “Mainu sab pata hai, raat nu baat karange.” Ashleen de chehre te paseena aa janda hai, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal hai, ya koi hor?”
Saloon to baad, Ashleen apne ghar pahunchdi hai. Raat de 11 vaj chukke hunde ne—ghar ch sannata hunda hai, te ohdi mummy apne kamre ch so rahi hundi hai. Ashleen apne kamre ch jandi hai, darwaja band kardi hai, te light dim kar ke mirror de saamne khadi ho jandi hai. Oh ne kaali tight dress pai hoi hundi hai, jo saloon ch Kamal diya akha da nishana bani si. Dress ohdi body naal chipki hoi hundi hai—ohde 35 de mumme te 36 de chitted di shape saaf disdi hai, te oh apne hath naal dress nu halka jeha adjust kardi hai. Mirror ch apna reflection vekh ke oh apne aap naal gallan shuru kardi hai, “Ashleen, eh chitted ne taan ajj Kamal uncle nu pagal kar ditta si—ohdi nazar taan menu kha jandi si.”
Oh apne vaal khol dendi hai, te lammi zulfan ohdi hikk te gir jandia ne. Oh apne bullan nu halka chaatdi hai te sochdi hai, “Guri ne eh chitted nu kai vaar ghut ke dabaya, par Kamal uncle di shaitaani smile ch ki raaz si?” Oh apne hath nu dress de utte chitted te feran lagdi hai—ohdi skin tight fabric de thalle halki garmi feel kardi hai, kyuki raat garam te sultry hundi hai. Oh apni ungla naal chitted di line te trace kardi hai te bol di hai, “Hayee, je koi ehnu zor naal dabave, taan ki nasha chadhe.” Oh apni dress di zip thodi thalle kardi hai, te gore chitted di jhalak disdi hai—ohdi skin utte pasina chamak rya hunda hai, te oh apne dil ch Kamal di saloon wali nigah yaad kardi hai.
Oh apne mumme nu dress de utte hi hath laundi hai te dheere-dheere dabandi hai, jive koi ohnu massage kar rya hove. Ohdi sans tez ho jandi hai te oh bol di hai, “Guri taan ehnu chus-chus ke laal kar denda hai, par Kamal uncle je ehnu hath lave taan ki hoga?” Oh apni aankha band kardi hai te imagination ch kho jandi hai—Kamal di shaitaani smile ohde dimaag ch ghoom jandi hai. Oh apna hath fuddi wall le jandi hai, par ohnu kapde lahan da iraada nahi hunda—oh bas dress de utte hi fuddi nu halka ragad dendi hai te siski nikal jandi hai, “Shhhh… eh fuddi taan ajj kisi lann layi tars rahi hai.” Oh apne aap nu rokdi hai, bed te lammi pe jandi hai, te Kamal da card ohdi jeb ch rehnda hai. Ithe achanak ohda phone vibrate hunda hai—screen te “Unknown Number” likhya hunda hai. Oh ghabra jandi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh itni raat nu kon ho sakda hai?” Oh call nahi chakdi, par dil ch shakk paida ho janda hai.
Duje passe Manpreet apne kamre ch hai—raat de 12 vaj rahe hunde ne. Ghar ch sab so chukke hunde ne—mummy te daddy apne kamre ch, te Gurnoor v apne bed te. Oh apne darwaje nu lock kardi hai te light on kardi hai. Oh ne tight red crop top te chhoti skirt paayi hoi hundi hai, jide ch ohdi 34 di hikk te 36 di bund saaf ubhar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne phone nu stand te rakhdi hai te song chalaundi hai—“Nain tikhe tikhe, dil nu chhedan wale…”. Oh apne lakk nu dheere-dheere matkaundi hai—crop top ohdi hikk de thalle chhoti hundi hai, jide naal ohdi navel te cleavage dono dikha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne hath mumme te rakhdi hai te unhan nu ghut ke dabandi hai—ohdi ungla ohde nipples de utte disde ne, jo crop top ch thodi shape bana rahe hunde ne, te ohnu apni jawani da nasha chadha hunda hai.
Oh apne tikhe nain naal camera nu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Ajj taan main Instagram te sab nu pagal kar dena hai.” Oh skirt nu thoda utte chakdi hai—ohdi gore patt nange ho jande ne, te chhoti kaali panty v thodi disdi hai, jide ch ohdi bund di golai saaf nazar aundi hai. Oh apne lakk nu jor naal thumka mardi hai, te ohdi bund rubber di ball vangu hil jandi hai—ohde har move naal ohda lehenga bed te sarka janda hai, te kamre ch halki thandak ohnu excite kar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne bulla nu chaatdi hoi bol di hai, “Eh jawani nu vekh ke taan koi v apna kacha labh lave.” Oh apne hath nu navel te feran lagdi hai, te dheere-dheere fuddi wall le jandi hai—oh skirt de utte hi halka touch kardi hai te madhosh ho jandi hai. Oh apne vaal piche sarkaundi hai te apni hikk nu thoda ubhaar ke pose dindi hai, jive koi photoshoot chal rya hove.
Itthe achanak Gurnoor darwaja knock karda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, eh ki kardi hai tu raat nu?” Manpreet ghabra jandi hai—oh jaldi skirt thik kardi hai te crop top nu thalle kardi hai, par ohda chehra laal ho chukya hunda hai, te ohdi sans tez chal rahi hundi hai. Oh darwaja thoda khol ke bol di hai, “Oyye, chup kar ja, mummy nu jagaya taan ki hoga?” Gurnoor shaitaani naal andar jhankda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj kisi heroine vangu lagdi hai, eh reel banandi hai?” Manpreet ohnu gusse naal vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Tu apni didi nu tang karega? Chal, mere layi phone ch game download kar de, nahi taan tera phone kadd lava.” Gurnoor hassda hai te bol da hai, “Thik hai didi, par tu eda hot reel banandi reh—tere followers taan pagal ho jange, te shayad main v kise nu dass devan.” Manpreet ohnu akh maar ke bol di hai, “Chal bahar nikal, nahi taan mummy nu bula lava.” Gurnoor chala janda hai, par ohnu ek kagaz di thurri disdi hai, jo darwaje de thalle sarka ke andar aayi hundi hai—us te likhya hunda hai, “Tera raaz mere kol hai.” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Gurnoor ne likhya, ya koi hor hai?”
Agli subah, Manpreet te Ashleen nu Narula family de rishtedaar di shaadi da invite mil janda hai. Shaadi ek bade banquet hall ch hundi hai—rang-birangi lightan, loud music, te loga di bheed naal mahoul ban chukya hunda hai. Manpreet ne laal lehenga paya hunda hai, jide ch ohdi surahi gardan te ubhri hikk saaf chamak rahi hundi hai. Lehenga ohdi bund nu tight pakad rya hunda hai, te oh har kadam naal matka rahi hundi hai—ohde vaal khulle ne, te heels di awaaj naal log ohnu ghum ke vekhde ne. Ashleen ne tight black saree pai hundi hai, jide ch ohde 35 de mumme te gore chitteda nasha chadha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne pallu nu halka sarka ke chal rahi hundi hai, te ohdi navel utte halka tattoo disda hai, jo munde nu pagal kar rya hunda hai.
Function ch Kamal te Gindu aunde ne—Kamal ne suit paya hoya hunda hai, te ohda 6 foot da kad loga ch alag disda hai. Oh Ashleen nu vekhda hai, par oh sidha ohde kol nahi janda—oh pehla Guri nu labhda hai, jo bar te khada peg la rya hunda hai. Kamal Guri kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Guri putt, suna tainu song ch chance mil gya, boht vadia! Ki haal hai ajj?” Guri thoda nashe ch bol da hai, “Hanji uncle, Ashleen nu v model banavan da plan hai, oh boht excited hai.” Kamal apne dimaag ch plan bananda hai te bol da hai, “Eh taan changi gall hai, Guri. Par je tu chaunda hai ki Ashleen da role bada hove, taan mere naal baat kar lavi—main director naal purani jaan-pehchaan hai.” Guri khush ho janda hai te bol da hai, “Uncle, tuhada ehsaan nahi bhulna, main Ashleen nu dass devan ki tuhada support hai.”
Kamal di nazar Ashleen te hai, jo Manpreet naal dance floor te thumke la rahi hundi hai. Oh sochda hai, “Guri nu main apne vass ch kar lava, te Ashleen nu apne nere laike ohdi jawani da swaad chakhan da plan banava.” Oh Guri nu bol da hai, “Putt, tu Ashleen nu mere kol le aa, main ohnu song bare thodi detail dass devan—industry ch ki-ki chalda hai, ohnu samjhavan da.” Guri peg mukka ke Ashleen kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Ash, Kamal uncle song bare gall karna chaunde ne, chal mere naal, boht vadia mauka hai eh.” Ashleen thoda shakk kardi hai—oh Guri di nashe wali aankha vekhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal uncle nu kyon itna bharosa karda hai?” Par oh Guri de kehne te Kamal kol chali jandi hai.
Kamal Ashleen nu vekhda hai—ohdi saree ch ohde chitted di golai te mumme di ubhaar ohnu pagal kar rahi hundi hai. Oh bol da hai, “Ashleen, ajj taan tu kisi hoor vangu lagdi hai. Guri ne tainu song ch chance dilaya, par main tainu ohda role hor bada karva sakda haan.” Ashleen apne vaal piche sarkaundi hoi bol di hai, “Uncle ji, eh taan boht vadia hai, par is layi ki karna pavega?” Kamal ohdi hikk te nazar tika ke bol da hai, “Bas thodi galla-baatan, tainu tension nahi leni. Tu Guri naal reh, par mere naal v contact rakh—industry ch success layi link boht zaroori hunde ne.” Oh apna card Ashleen nu dinda hai te bol da hai, “Raat nu call kaji, galla pakki kar lavange, te Guri nu v khush rakhange.” Ashleen card leke sochdi hai, “Eh uncle Guri nu v apne naal mila rya hai, par ohde dil ch mere layi ki chal rya hai?” Ithe ohdi nazar Gindu te jandi hai, jo door khadi ohna nu ghoor rahi hundi hai—Gindu diya aankha ch shakk te gussa saaf disda hai, te Ashleen de dil ch khauf paida ho janda hai.
Itthe Manpreet dance floor te apne lakk nu matka rahi hundi hai—ohda lehenga ohdi bund nu ghut ke pakad rya hunda hai, te ohdi har thumke naal munde ohnu ghum-ghum ke vekhde ne. Gurnoor ohnu chhed da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj sari party nu agg la degi.” Manpreet bol di hai, “Chup kar ja, nahi taan tera muh band kar devan.” Ohdi nazar Preet te jandi hai, jo kisi director naal hass-hass ke gallan kardi hundi hai, te ohnu jalan hundi hai te sochdi hai, “Main v ehna to ghat kamm nahi laike chhaddan gi.”
Sukhmeet function ch aundi hai—neela suit paya hoya, jide ch ohdi 50 saal di umar v thodi jawani jhalakdi hai. Ohdi body thodi bhari hundi hai, par ohda rang gora te chehra saaf hunda hai. Oh Gindu nu mildi hai te bol di hai, “Gindu, tera husan taan ajj v kaim hai—main taan ghar ch rotiya belan naal thak gyi haan.” Gindu, jo ek tight kurti te legging pai hoi hundi hai, ohnu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Sukhmeet, jawani taan dil ch hundi hai—tu v Manpreet vangu apni chadhi jawani nu jagaa.” Sukhmeet sharmaundi hoi bol di hai, “Main v sochan lagi haan ki thodi masti kar lava—Balwinder taan sara din business ch busy rehnda hai, te raat nu thak ke so janda hai.” Gindu shaitaani naal bol di hai, “Fer koi jawan munda labh—sanu v taan kabhi-kabhi apni agg shant karan layi nasha chahida hai.” Dono hassan lagdia ne, par Sukhmeet di nazar Kamal te Ashleen te jandi hai, te oh Gindu nu bol di hai, “Eh Kamal te Ashleen ki gallan kar rahe ne?” Gindu da chehra sakht ho janda hai te oh bol di hai, “Pata nahi, par mainu shakk hai ki Kamal koi chal chal rya hai.” Sukhmeet sochdi hai, “Eh ghar ch v koi raaz hai.”
Raat vadhdi hai—function ch bheed te music full swing ch hai. Manpreet Gurnoor nu bol di hai, “Je tu mummy nu meri reel bare dassya taan teri khair nahi.” Gurnoor shaitaani naal bol da hai, “Didi, main taan daddy nu v dass devan ki tu raat nu ki-ki kardi hai—par je eh kagaz kise hor ne bheji taan?” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh kagaz Gurnoor ne nahi bheji, fer eh kon ho sakda hai—ki mera raaz kise hor nu pata hai?” Itthe Ashleen Kamal da card apni purse ch rakhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Kamal uncle Guri nu apne vass ch kar rya hai, par Gindu aunty diya aankha ch eh shakk ki matlab hai?” Ohde phone te ek message aunda hai—unknown number to, “Mainu sab pata hai, raat nu baat karange.” Ashleen de chehre te paseena aa janda hai, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal hai, ya koi hor?”
Oh apne vaal khol dendi hai, te lammi zulfan ohdi hikk te gir jandia ne. Oh apne bullan nu halka chaatdi hai te sochdi hai, “Guri ne eh chitted nu kai vaar ghut ke dabaya, par Kamal uncle di shaitaani smile ch ki raaz si?” Oh apne hath nu dress de utte chitted te feran lagdi hai—ohdi skin tight fabric de thalle halki garmi feel kardi hai, kyuki raat garam te sultry hundi hai. Oh apni ungla naal chitted di line te trace kardi hai te bol di hai, “Hayee, je koi ehnu zor naal dabave, taan ki nasha chadhe.” Oh apni dress di zip thodi thalle kardi hai, te gore chitted di jhalak disdi hai—ohdi skin utte pasina chamak rya hunda hai, te oh apne dil ch Kamal di saloon wali nigah yaad kardi hai.
Oh apne mumme nu dress de utte hi hath laundi hai te dheere-dheere dabandi hai, jive koi ohnu massage kar rya hove. Ohdi sans tez ho jandi hai te oh bol di hai, “Guri taan ehnu chus-chus ke laal kar denda hai, par Kamal uncle je ehnu hath lave taan ki hoga?” Oh apni aankha band kardi hai te imagination ch kho jandi hai—Kamal di shaitaani smile ohde dimaag ch ghoom jandi hai. Oh apna hath fuddi wall le jandi hai, par ohnu kapde lahan da iraada nahi hunda—oh bas dress de utte hi fuddi nu halka ragad dendi hai te siski nikal jandi hai, “Shhhh… eh fuddi taan ajj kisi lann layi tars rahi hai.” Oh apne aap nu rokdi hai, bed te lammi pe jandi hai, te Kamal da card ohdi jeb ch rehnda hai. Ithe achanak ohda phone vibrate hunda hai—screen te “Unknown Number” likhya hunda hai. Oh ghabra jandi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh itni raat nu kon ho sakda hai?” Oh call nahi chakdi, par dil ch shakk paida ho janda hai.
Duje passe Manpreet apne kamre ch hai—raat de 12 vaj rahe hunde ne. Ghar ch sab so chukke hunde ne—mummy te daddy apne kamre ch, te Gurnoor v apne bed te. Oh apne darwaje nu lock kardi hai te light on kardi hai. Oh ne tight red crop top te chhoti skirt paayi hoi hundi hai, jide ch ohdi 34 di hikk te 36 di bund saaf ubhar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne phone nu stand te rakhdi hai te song chalaundi hai—“Nain tikhe tikhe, dil nu chhedan wale…”. Oh apne lakk nu dheere-dheere matkaundi hai—crop top ohdi hikk de thalle chhoti hundi hai, jide naal ohdi navel te cleavage dono dikha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne hath mumme te rakhdi hai te unhan nu ghut ke dabandi hai—ohdi ungla ohde nipples de utte disde ne, jo crop top ch thodi shape bana rahe hunde ne, te ohnu apni jawani da nasha chadha hunda hai.
Oh apne tikhe nain naal camera nu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Ajj taan main Instagram te sab nu pagal kar dena hai.” Oh skirt nu thoda utte chakdi hai—ohdi gore patt nange ho jande ne, te chhoti kaali panty v thodi disdi hai, jide ch ohdi bund di golai saaf nazar aundi hai. Oh apne lakk nu jor naal thumka mardi hai, te ohdi bund rubber di ball vangu hil jandi hai—ohde har move naal ohda lehenga bed te sarka janda hai, te kamre ch halki thandak ohnu excite kar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne bulla nu chaatdi hoi bol di hai, “Eh jawani nu vekh ke taan koi v apna kacha labh lave.” Oh apne hath nu navel te feran lagdi hai, te dheere-dheere fuddi wall le jandi hai—oh skirt de utte hi halka touch kardi hai te madhosh ho jandi hai. Oh apne vaal piche sarkaundi hai te apni hikk nu thoda ubhaar ke pose dindi hai, jive koi photoshoot chal rya hove.
Itthe achanak Gurnoor darwaja knock karda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, eh ki kardi hai tu raat nu?” Manpreet ghabra jandi hai—oh jaldi skirt thik kardi hai te crop top nu thalle kardi hai, par ohda chehra laal ho chukya hunda hai, te ohdi sans tez chal rahi hundi hai. Oh darwaja thoda khol ke bol di hai, “Oyye, chup kar ja, mummy nu jagaya taan ki hoga?” Gurnoor shaitaani naal andar jhankda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj kisi heroine vangu lagdi hai, eh reel banandi hai?” Manpreet ohnu gusse naal vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Tu apni didi nu tang karega? Chal, mere layi phone ch game download kar de, nahi taan tera phone kadd lava.” Gurnoor hassda hai te bol da hai, “Thik hai didi, par tu eda hot reel banandi reh—tere followers taan pagal ho jange, te shayad main v kise nu dass devan.” Manpreet ohnu akh maar ke bol di hai, “Chal bahar nikal, nahi taan mummy nu bula lava.” Gurnoor chala janda hai, par ohnu ek kagaz di thurri disdi hai, jo darwaje de thalle sarka ke andar aayi hundi hai—us te likhya hunda hai, “Tera raaz mere kol hai.” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Gurnoor ne likhya, ya koi hor hai?”
Agli subah, Manpreet te Ashleen nu Narula family de rishtedaar di shaadi da invite mil janda hai. Shaadi ek bade banquet hall ch hundi hai—rang-birangi lightan, loud music, te loga di bheed naal mahoul ban chukya hunda hai. Manpreet ne laal lehenga paya hunda hai, jide ch ohdi surahi gardan te ubhri hikk saaf chamak rahi hundi hai. Lehenga ohdi bund nu tight pakad rya hunda hai, te oh har kadam naal matka rahi hundi hai—ohde vaal khulle ne, te heels di awaaj naal log ohnu ghum ke vekhde ne. Ashleen ne tight black saree pai hundi hai, jide ch ohde 35 de mumme te gore chitteda nasha chadha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne pallu nu halka sarka ke chal rahi hundi hai, te ohdi navel utte halka tattoo disda hai, jo munde nu pagal kar rya hunda hai.
Function ch Kamal te Gindu aunde ne—Kamal ne suit paya hoya hunda hai, te ohda 6 foot da kad loga ch alag disda hai. Oh Ashleen nu vekhda hai, par oh sidha ohde kol nahi janda—oh pehla Guri nu labhda hai, jo bar te khada peg la rya hunda hai. Kamal Guri kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Guri putt, suna tainu song ch chance mil gya, boht vadia! Ki haal hai ajj?” Guri thoda nashe ch bol da hai, “Hanji uncle, Ashleen nu v model banavan da plan hai, oh boht excited hai.” Kamal apne dimaag ch plan bananda hai te bol da hai, “Eh taan changi gall hai, Guri. Par je tu chaunda hai ki Ashleen da role bada hove, taan mere naal baat kar lavi—main director naal purani jaan-pehchaan hai.” Guri khush ho janda hai te bol da hai, “Uncle, tuhada ehsaan nahi bhulna, main Ashleen nu dass devan ki tuhada support hai.”
Kamal di nazar Ashleen te hai, jo Manpreet naal dance floor te thumke la rahi hundi hai. Oh sochda hai, “Guri nu main apne vass ch kar lava, te Ashleen nu apne nere laike ohdi jawani da swaad chakhan da plan banava.” Oh Guri nu bol da hai, “Putt, tu Ashleen nu mere kol le aa, main ohnu song bare thodi detail dass devan—industry ch ki-ki chalda hai, ohnu samjhavan da.” Guri peg mukka ke Ashleen kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Ash, Kamal uncle song bare gall karna chaunde ne, chal mere naal, boht vadia mauka hai eh.” Ashleen thoda shakk kardi hai—oh Guri di nashe wali aankha vekhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal uncle nu kyon itna bharosa karda hai?” Par oh Guri de kehne te Kamal kol chali jandi hai.
Kamal Ashleen nu vekhda hai—ohdi saree ch ohde chitted di golai te mumme di ubhaar ohnu pagal kar rahi hundi hai. Oh bol da hai, “Ashleen, ajj taan tu kisi hoor vangu lagdi hai. Guri ne tainu song ch chance dilaya, par main tainu ohda role hor bada karva sakda haan.” Ashleen apne vaal piche sarkaundi hoi bol di hai, “Uncle ji, eh taan boht vadia hai, par is layi ki karna pavega?” Kamal ohdi hikk te nazar tika ke bol da hai, “Bas thodi galla-baatan, tainu tension nahi leni. Tu Guri naal reh, par mere naal v contact rakh—industry ch success layi link boht zaroori hunde ne.” Oh apna card Ashleen nu dinda hai te bol da hai, “Raat nu call kaji, galla pakki kar lavange, te Guri nu v khush rakhange.” Ashleen card leke sochdi hai, “Eh uncle Guri nu v apne naal mila rya hai, par ohde dil ch mere layi ki chal rya hai?” Ithe ohdi nazar Gindu te jandi hai, jo door khadi ohna nu ghoor rahi hundi hai—Gindu diya aankha ch shakk te gussa saaf disda hai, te Ashleen de dil ch khauf paida ho janda hai.
Itthe Manpreet dance floor te apne lakk nu matka rahi hundi hai—ohda lehenga ohdi bund nu ghut ke pakad rya hunda hai, te ohdi har thumke naal munde ohnu ghum-ghum ke vekhde ne. Gurnoor ohnu chhed da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj sari party nu agg la degi.” Manpreet bol di hai, “Chup kar ja, nahi taan tera muh band kar devan.” Ohdi nazar Preet te jandi hai, jo kisi director naal hass-hass ke gallan kardi hundi hai, te ohnu jalan hundi hai te sochdi hai, “Main v ehna to ghat kamm nahi laike chhaddan gi.”
Sukhmeet function ch aundi hai—neela suit paya hoya, jide ch ohdi 50 saal di umar v thodi jawani jhalakdi hai. Ohdi body thodi bhari hundi hai, par ohda rang gora te chehra saaf hunda hai. Oh Gindu nu mildi hai te bol di hai, “Gindu, tera husan taan ajj v kaim hai—main taan ghar ch rotiya belan naal thak gyi haan.” Gindu, jo ek tight kurti te legging pai hoi hundi hai, ohnu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Sukhmeet, jawani taan dil ch hundi hai—tu v Manpreet vangu apni chadhi jawani nu jagaa.” Sukhmeet sharmaundi hoi bol di hai, “Main v sochan lagi haan ki thodi masti kar lava—Balwinder taan sara din business ch busy rehnda hai, te raat nu thak ke so janda hai.” Gindu shaitaani naal bol di hai, “Fer koi jawan munda labh—sanu v taan kabhi-kabhi apni agg shant karan layi nasha chahida hai.” Dono hassan lagdia ne, par Sukhmeet di nazar Kamal te Ashleen te jandi hai, te oh Gindu nu bol di hai, “Eh Kamal te Ashleen ki gallan kar rahe ne?” Gindu da chehra sakht ho janda hai te oh bol di hai, “Pata nahi, par mainu shakk hai ki Kamal koi chal chal rya hai.” Sukhmeet sochdi hai, “Eh ghar ch v koi raaz hai.”
Raat vadhdi hai—function ch bheed te music full swing ch hai. Manpreet Gurnoor nu bol di hai, “Je tu mummy nu meri reel bare dassya taan teri khair nahi.” Gurnoor shaitaani naal bol da hai, “Didi, main taan daddy nu v dass devan ki tu raat nu ki-ki kardi hai—par je eh kagaz kise hor ne bheji taan?” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh kagaz Gurnoor ne nahi bheji, fer eh kon ho sakda hai—ki mera raaz kise hor nu pata hai?” Itthe Ashleen Kamal da card apni purse ch rakhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Kamal uncle Guri nu apne vass ch kar rya hai, par Gindu aunty diya aankha ch eh shakk ki matlab hai?” Ohde phone te ek message aunda hai—unknown number to, “Mainu sab pata hai, raat nu baat karange.” Ashleen de chehre te paseena aa janda hai, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal hai, ya koi hor?”
Saloon to baad, Ashleen apne ghar pahunchdi hai. Raat de 11 vaj chukke hunde ne—ghar ch sannata hunda hai, te ohdi mummy apne kamre ch so rahi hundi hai. Ashleen apne kamre ch jandi hai, darwaja band kardi hai, te light dim kar ke mirror de saamne khadi ho jandi hai. Oh ne kaali tight dress pai hoi hundi hai, jo saloon ch Kamal diya akha da nishana bani si. Dress ohdi body naal chipki hoi hundi hai—ohde 35 de mumme te 36 de chitted di shape saaf disdi hai, te oh apne hath naal dress nu halka jeha adjust kardi hai. Mirror ch apna reflection vekh ke oh apne aap naal gallan shuru kardi hai, “Ashleen, eh chitted ne taan ajj Kamal uncle nu pagal kar ditta si—ohdi nazar taan menu kha jandi si.”
Oh apne vaal khol dendi hai, te lammi zulfan ohdi hikk te gir jandia ne. Oh apne bullan nu halka chaatdi hai te sochdi hai, “Guri ne eh chitted nu kai vaar ghut ke dabaya, par Kamal uncle di shaitaani smile ch ki raaz si?” Oh apne hath nu dress de utte chitted te feran lagdi hai—ohdi skin tight fabric de thalle halki garmi feel kardi hai, kyuki raat garam te sultry hundi hai. Oh apni ungla naal chitted di line te trace kardi hai te bol di hai, “Hayee, je koi ehnu zor naal dabave, taan ki nasha chadhe.” Oh apni dress di zip thodi thalle kardi hai, te gore chitted di jhalak disdi hai—ohdi skin utte pasina chamak rya hunda hai, te oh apne dil ch Kamal di saloon wali nigah yaad kardi hai.
Oh apne mumme nu dress de utte hi hath laundi hai te dheere-dheere dabandi hai, jive koi ohnu massage kar rya hove. Ohdi sans tez ho jandi hai te oh bol di hai, “Guri taan ehnu chus-chus ke laal kar denda hai, par Kamal uncle je ehnu hath lave taan ki hoga?” Oh apni aankha band kardi hai te imagination ch kho jandi hai—Kamal di shaitaani smile ohde dimaag ch ghoom jandi hai. Oh apna hath fuddi wall le jandi hai, par ohnu kapde lahan da iraada nahi hunda—oh bas dress de utte hi fuddi nu halka ragad dendi hai te siski nikal jandi hai, “Shhhh… eh fuddi taan ajj kisi lann layi tars rahi hai.” Oh apne aap nu rokdi hai, bed te lammi pe jandi hai, te Kamal da card ohdi jeb ch rehnda hai. Ithe achanak ohda phone vibrate hunda hai—screen te “Unknown Number” likhya hunda hai. Oh ghabra jandi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh itni raat nu kon ho sakda hai?” Oh call nahi chakdi, par dil ch shakk paida ho janda hai.
Duje passe Manpreet apne kamre ch hai—raat de 12 vaj rahe hunde ne. Ghar ch sab so chukke hunde ne—mummy te daddy apne kamre ch, te Gurnoor v apne bed te. Oh apne darwaje nu lock kardi hai te light on kardi hai. Oh ne tight red crop top te chhoti skirt paayi hoi hundi hai, jide ch ohdi 34 di hikk te 36 di bund saaf ubhar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne phone nu stand te rakhdi hai te song chalaundi hai—“Nain tikhe tikhe, dil nu chhedan wale…”. Oh apne lakk nu dheere-dheere matkaundi hai—crop top ohdi hikk de thalle chhoti hundi hai, jide naal ohdi navel te cleavage dono dikha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne hath mumme te rakhdi hai te unhan nu ghut ke dabandi hai—ohdi ungla ohde nipples de utte disde ne, jo crop top ch thodi shape bana rahe hunde ne, te ohnu apni jawani da nasha chadha hunda hai.
Oh apne tikhe nain naal camera nu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Ajj taan main Instagram te sab nu pagal kar dena hai.” Oh skirt nu thoda utte chakdi hai—ohdi gore patt nange ho jande ne, te chhoti kaali panty v thodi disdi hai, jide ch ohdi bund di golai saaf nazar aundi hai. Oh apne lakk nu jor naal thumka mardi hai, te ohdi bund rubber di ball vangu hil jandi hai—ohde har move naal ohda lehenga bed te sarka janda hai, te kamre ch halki thandak ohnu excite kar rahi hundi hai. Oh apne bulla nu chaatdi hoi bol di hai, “Eh jawani nu vekh ke taan koi v apna kacha labh lave.” Oh apne hath nu navel te feran lagdi hai, te dheere-dheere fuddi wall le jandi hai—oh skirt de utte hi halka touch kardi hai te madhosh ho jandi hai. Oh apne vaal piche sarkaundi hai te apni hikk nu thoda ubhaar ke pose dindi hai, jive koi photoshoot chal rya hove.
Itthe achanak Gurnoor darwaja knock karda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, eh ki kardi hai tu raat nu?” Manpreet ghabra jandi hai—oh jaldi skirt thik kardi hai te crop top nu thalle kardi hai, par ohda chehra laal ho chukya hunda hai, te ohdi sans tez chal rahi hundi hai. Oh darwaja thoda khol ke bol di hai, “Oyye, chup kar ja, mummy nu jagaya taan ki hoga?” Gurnoor shaitaani naal andar jhankda hai te bol da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj kisi heroine vangu lagdi hai, eh reel banandi hai?” Manpreet ohnu gusse naal vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Tu apni didi nu tang karega? Chal, mere layi phone ch game download kar de, nahi taan tera phone kadd lava.” Gurnoor hassda hai te bol da hai, “Thik hai didi, par tu eda hot reel banandi reh—tere followers taan pagal ho jange, te shayad main v kise nu dass devan.” Manpreet ohnu akh maar ke bol di hai, “Chal bahar nikal, nahi taan mummy nu bula lava.” Gurnoor chala janda hai, par ohnu ek kagaz di thurri disdi hai, jo darwaje de thalle sarka ke andar aayi hundi hai—us te likhya hunda hai, “Tera raaz mere kol hai.” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Gurnoor ne likhya, ya koi hor hai?”
Agli subah, Manpreet te Ashleen nu Narula family de rishtedaar di shaadi da invite mil janda hai. Shaadi ek bade banquet hall ch hundi hai—rang-birangi lightan, loud music, te loga di bheed naal mahoul ban chukya hunda hai. Manpreet ne laal lehenga paya hunda hai, jide ch ohdi surahi gardan te ubhri hikk saaf chamak rahi hundi hai. Lehenga ohdi bund nu tight pakad rya hunda hai, te oh har kadam naal matka rahi hundi hai—ohde vaal khulle ne, te heels di awaaj naal log ohnu ghum ke vekhde ne. Ashleen ne tight black saree pai hundi hai, jide ch ohde 35 de mumme te gore chitteda nasha chadha rahe hunde ne. Oh apne pallu nu halka sarka ke chal rahi hundi hai, te ohdi navel utte halka tattoo disda hai, jo munde nu pagal kar rya hunda hai.
Function ch Kamal te Gindu aunde ne—Kamal ne suit paya hoya hunda hai, te ohda 6 foot da kad loga ch alag disda hai. Oh Ashleen nu vekhda hai, par oh sidha ohde kol nahi janda—oh pehla Guri nu labhda hai, jo bar te khada peg la rya hunda hai. Kamal Guri kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Guri putt, suna tainu song ch chance mil gya, boht vadia! Ki haal hai ajj?” Guri thoda nashe ch bol da hai, “Hanji uncle, Ashleen nu v model banavan da plan hai, oh boht excited hai.” Kamal apne dimaag ch plan bananda hai te bol da hai, “Eh taan changi gall hai, Guri. Par je tu chaunda hai ki Ashleen da role bada hove, taan mere naal baat kar lavi—main director naal purani jaan-pehchaan hai.” Guri khush ho janda hai te bol da hai, “Uncle, tuhada ehsaan nahi bhulna, main Ashleen nu dass devan ki tuhada support hai.”
Kamal di nazar Ashleen te hai, jo Manpreet naal dance floor te thumke la rahi hundi hai. Oh sochda hai, “Guri nu main apne vass ch kar lava, te Ashleen nu apne nere laike ohdi jawani da swaad chakhan da plan banava.” Oh Guri nu bol da hai, “Putt, tu Ashleen nu mere kol le aa, main ohnu song bare thodi detail dass devan—industry ch ki-ki chalda hai, ohnu samjhavan da.” Guri peg mukka ke Ashleen kol janda hai te bol da hai, “Ash, Kamal uncle song bare gall karna chaunde ne, chal mere naal, boht vadia mauka hai eh.” Ashleen thoda shakk kardi hai—oh Guri di nashe wali aankha vekhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal uncle nu kyon itna bharosa karda hai?” Par oh Guri de kehne te Kamal kol chali jandi hai.
Kamal Ashleen nu vekhda hai—ohdi saree ch ohde chitted di golai te mumme di ubhaar ohnu pagal kar rahi hundi hai. Oh bol da hai, “Ashleen, ajj taan tu kisi hoor vangu lagdi hai. Guri ne tainu song ch chance dilaya, par main tainu ohda role hor bada karva sakda haan.” Ashleen apne vaal piche sarkaundi hoi bol di hai, “Uncle ji, eh taan boht vadia hai, par is layi ki karna pavega?” Kamal ohdi hikk te nazar tika ke bol da hai, “Bas thodi galla-baatan, tainu tension nahi leni. Tu Guri naal reh, par mere naal v contact rakh—industry ch success layi link boht zaroori hunde ne.” Oh apna card Ashleen nu dinda hai te bol da hai, “Raat nu call kaji, galla pakki kar lavange, te Guri nu v khush rakhange.” Ashleen card leke sochdi hai, “Eh uncle Guri nu v apne naal mila rya hai, par ohde dil ch mere layi ki chal rya hai?” Ithe ohdi nazar Gindu te jandi hai, jo door khadi ohna nu ghoor rahi hundi hai—Gindu diya aankha ch shakk te gussa saaf disda hai, te Ashleen de dil ch khauf paida ho janda hai.
Itthe Manpreet dance floor te apne lakk nu matka rahi hundi hai—ohda lehenga ohdi bund nu ghut ke pakad rya hunda hai, te ohdi har thumke naal munde ohnu ghum-ghum ke vekhde ne. Gurnoor ohnu chhed da hai, “Didi, tu taan ajj sari party nu agg la degi.” Manpreet bol di hai, “Chup kar ja, nahi taan tera muh band kar devan.” Ohdi nazar Preet te jandi hai, jo kisi director naal hass-hass ke gallan kardi hundi hai, te ohnu jalan hundi hai te sochdi hai, “Main v ehna to ghat kamm nahi laike chhaddan gi.”
Sukhmeet function ch aundi hai—neela suit paya hoya, jide ch ohdi 50 saal di umar v thodi jawani jhalakdi hai. Ohdi body thodi bhari hundi hai, par ohda rang gora te chehra saaf hunda hai. Oh Gindu nu mildi hai te bol di hai, “Gindu, tera husan taan ajj v kaim hai—main taan ghar ch rotiya belan naal thak gyi haan.” Gindu, jo ek tight kurti te legging pai hoi hundi hai, ohnu vekhdi hai te bol di hai, “Sukhmeet, jawani taan dil ch hundi hai—tu v Manpreet vangu apni chadhi jawani nu jagaa.” Sukhmeet sharmaundi hoi bol di hai, “Main v sochan lagi haan ki thodi masti kar lava—Balwinder taan sara din business ch busy rehnda hai, te raat nu thak ke so janda hai.” Gindu shaitaani naal bol di hai, “Fer koi jawan munda labh—sanu v taan kabhi-kabhi apni agg shant karan layi nasha chahida hai.” Dono hassan lagdia ne, par Sukhmeet di nazar Kamal te Ashleen te jandi hai, te oh Gindu nu bol di hai, “Eh Kamal te Ashleen ki gallan kar rahe ne?” Gindu da chehra sakht ho janda hai te oh bol di hai, “Pata nahi, par mainu shakk hai ki Kamal koi chal chal rya hai.” Sukhmeet sochdi hai, “Eh ghar ch v koi raaz hai.”
Raat vadhdi hai—function ch bheed te music full swing ch hai. Manpreet Gurnoor nu bol di hai, “Je tu mummy nu meri reel bare dassya taan teri khair nahi.” Gurnoor shaitaani naal bol da hai, “Didi, main taan daddy nu v dass devan ki tu raat nu ki-ki kardi hai—par je eh kagaz kise hor ne bheji taan?” Manpreet de hath thar-thar kampan lagde ne, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh kagaz Gurnoor ne nahi bheji, fer eh kon ho sakda hai—ki mera raaz kise hor nu pata hai?” Itthe Ashleen Kamal da card apni purse ch rakhdi hai te sochdi hai, “Kamal uncle Guri nu apne vass ch kar rya hai, par Gindu aunty diya aankha ch eh shakk ki matlab hai?” Ohde phone te ek message aunda hai—unknown number to, “Mainu sab pata hai, raat nu baat karange.” Ashleen de chehre te paseena aa janda hai, te oh sochdi hai, “Eh Kamal hai, ya koi hor?”
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