02-04-2025, 01:31 AM
Chapter - 2
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Main in videos ko dekh-dekh sirf-aur-sirf apni pyari biwi Noor ke baare mein soch raha tha. Yeh sochte-sochte main apne lund pe tezi se haath chala raha tha. Mera lund bilkul sakht tha—jaise usmein doosri jaan aa gayi ho. Mere haath ki kasawat se mera lund dukh bhi raha tha, lekin woh dard us lazzat se kam tha jo mujhe yeh soch aur yeh videos de rahe the.
Meri seedhi-saadhi biwi Noor—uske liye maine pata nahi kya-kya gande kalpana kar rakhe the. Tabhi Noor mere chehre ke saamne aayi—bilkul nangi, pair failaye, kisi ka intezaar karte hue. Aur woh main nahi tha. Yeh sochte hi jaise mera jism toot gaya, aur mere muh se tez cheekh nikal padi.
“Aaaaaaaah Eeeeeeeeh…”
Meri lund ka paani kisi tez bandook ki tarah ugalne laga, aur main dhadam se zameen pe baith gaya. Mujhe aisa laga jaise nasha sa ho gaya ho. Yeh nasha bathroom ke darwaze pe hui dastak se toota.
“Rizwan ke abbu!? Kya hua aapko?” Baahar meri pyari begum khadi thi, ghabrayi awaaz mein mujhse sawaal poochh rahi thi. Main kya jawaab deta? Maine ek aur safed jhooth bola, “Noor, mera nada galat kas gaya tha.” Turant uska jawaab aaya, “Nada phas gaya tha? Kholiye, mujhe dekhne dijiye.” Maine uski chinta ko jhuthla diya aur kaha, “Noor, aap sone jao. Main ab theek hun, aap chinta mat karo.” Maine phone pe chal rahe video ko dekha, jo abhi bhi band nahi hua tha. Noor meri baat maan chali gayi. Main bathroom ki deewar pe paani daalkar bistar pe gaya, to Noor abhi bhi mera intezaar kar rahi thi. Main uske paas gaya, use pakadkar uske honth chhue, aur dheere se kaha, “Sorry Noor, shayad tumhari neend bewajah toot gayi.” Ispe Noor aadhi neend mein meri taraf dekhi, muskayi, aur wapas sone chali gayi. Main use ghoore ja raha tha. Mere dil mein khayal aaya, “Noor, tumhe meri khushi ke liye bigadna padega.” Phir main bhi sone chala gaya.
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Main ek din office se ghar aaya, to mere saamne Noor aa khadi hui. Uske haath mein ek shirt thi, jise usne mujhe dikhaya aur boli, “Rizwan ke abbu, naye kapde lene hain. Dekho na, kitne chhote ho gaye hain.” Maine kapdon ko dekha aur mere muh se nikal gaya, “Abhi kuchh mahine pehle hi to liye the itne saare.” Ispe woh chehak kar boli, “Mera beta jaldi-jaldi bada ho raha hai.” Uske chehre pe khushi dekh main bhi khush hua aur usse kaha, “Chai banao, main fresh hoke aata hun, phir chalenge.” Yeh sun Noor turant kitchen ki taraf chali gayi. Main uski lachakti gaand ko dekhta raha, aahen bharte hue.
Hum dono baby ko ammi ke paas chhodkar bike se market ki taraf nikal gaye, jo paas mein hi tha. Miyan sahab ka dukaan—jo humare jaan-pehchaan ke the—uske kareeb maine apni bike khadi ki. Phir hum dono dukaan ki taraf badhne lage. Maine dhyan diya ki Noor ne pura parda aur burqa pehen rakha tha, lekin uske bawajood bazaar mein logon ki nazar ek baar zaroor Noor pe ja rahi thi. Yeh dekh maine apni pant mein haath daal lund ko dabaya.
Hum dono dukaan pahunch gaye. Miyan sahab ne hume dekhte hi apne kaam karne wale ladke se jaldi se lassi laane ko kaha aur hum dono ko AC ke seedhe neeche bitha diya. Phir poochha, “Khushnaseeb humare jo aap aaye. Abbu kaise hain, Imran? Aur aapki ammi?” Maine jawaab diya, “Salaam, Miyan sahab. Abbu to gaon gaye hain, sab khairiyat.” Ispe Miyan sahab, jo humse baat ke saath-saath order de rahe the, bole, “Kya khidmat karun?” Maine Noor ki taraf dekha. Usne apne bade se purse se kapde nikaale aur Miyan sahab ko dikhate hue kaha, “Uncle, yeh chhote ho gaye hain. Isi style mein thodi bade dikhayein na.” Ispe Miyan sahab hume ignore karke dukaan mein aaye doosre customers ke paas chale gaye. Wahan unka helper hume lassi thama deta hai aur khud kapde nikaal ke dikhane lagta hai. Mujhe maloom tha ki Noor ko achchha waqt lagega kapde chunne mein, isliye main wahan se utha aur Miyan sahab ke dukaan ke bagal mein shoes ki dukaan pe shoes dekhne laga.
Mujhe shoes leni to thi nahi, so main wahan se kuchh der mein hi nikal gaya taki faltu mein dukaandaar se baat na karni pade. Main market mein tehlne laga. Meri nazar baar-baar Miyan sahab ke dukaan pe ja rahi thi, lekin Noor ka koi pata nahi tha. Main wahin kone mein ek kursi dekh baith gaya. Mera dimag phir chalu ho gaya—main apne gande khayalon mein kho gaya. Isi khayal mein tha ki meri nazar ek paas ke OYO pe gayi. Use dekhte hi mera khayal Noor pe gaya aur main man mein sochne laga, “Kitna lazzat aata agar Noor ko yahan iska aashiq le jaye.” Yeh soch bhar kaafi thi—mera lund wapas se akad chuka tha.
Main inhi khayalon mein dooba hua tha ki us OYO se ek ladka nikla, aur uske peechhe ek aurat. Use dekhte hi maine socha ki agar is aurat ki jagah meri biwi Noor hoti to—mera lund phir se tanne laga. Maine gaur kiya to woh aurat us ladke se badi dikh rahi thi. Yeh dekh main thoda shock sa hua. Woh dono alag-alag direction mein jaane lage, aur woh ladka seedha meri taraf hi aane laga. Main ab puri tarah pagal sa ho gaya tha. Maine himmat ki, us ladke ki taraf badha aur kareeb aakar awaaz lagai, “Tumhara naam kya hai? Kaun thi woh?” Mere sawaal se woh thoda ghabra gaya—aur yeh to laazmi tha uska ghabrana. Usne mujhe upar se neeche ghura aur jawaab ke badle sawaal kiya, “Tum kaun ho be?” Uske aise bebak sawaal se ulta main hi ghabra gaya. Phir maine himmat karke wapas poochha, “Kaun thi woh?” Usne mujhe phir upar se neeche dekha aur bola, “Tujhse matlab? Koi bhi. Tu uska pati hai kya jo teri gaand jal rahi hai?” Yeh sun main sochne laga ki agar main uska pati hota to lazzat ke maare mar jata. Maine wapas sawaal kiya, “Arre, mera woh matlab nahi tha. Main bas jaanna chahta tha ki itni mature aurat ko tum OYO le gaye, aakhir maza kya hai?” Ispe woh phir mujhe ghura aur dheere se jawaab diya, “Saale, main ladki supply nahi karta be. Kya chutiya aadmi ho. Meri setting hai woh.” Main bada ajeeb sa feel kar raha tha. “Matlab tumne use pataya hua hai? Set kiya hua hai? Married hai kya woh?” Mere itne saare sawaalon ko sun woh bhi hakka-bakka tha. Usne apni pant se beedi nikaali, mere saamne jalai, aur peete hue bola, “Haan, pataya hua hai. Uska pati fauj mein gaand mara raha hai.” Yeh keh woh hasne laga, aur meri bhi hansi chhoot gayi. Yeh sab sun mera lund kaafi akad gaya tha.
Woh hanste hue jaane laga to mere dimag mein ek khurafat uthi. Maine dobara awaaz lagai aur use apni taraf bulaya. “Mera ek kaam karoge?” Usne meri taraf dekha, sawaaliya nazar se ghoora. Main aage badha—andar se behad dara aur ghabraya hua tha—lekin himmat ki aur bol pada, “Ek aurat hai, usko pataoge kya? M-m-mera matlab hai, woh mere jaan ki hai. Kuchh zameen ka mamla hai.” Woh meri taraf ajeeb nazariye se dekhne laga. “Tu chahta hai ki main teri rishte wali ko pataun? Saale, chutiya samjha hai kya? Saale, jaan mujhe behad pyari hai.” Main uska jawaab sun thoda relax hua, kyunki mujhe laga tha ki woh chillaega, lekin aisa kuchh nahi hua. Maine wapas usse kaha, “Dekho, main tumhe abhi dikha sakta hun use. Tum agar use pata ke uska video bana lo, to uske changul se zameen chhuda lunga main.” Woh meri taraf phir ajeeb nazar se dekhne laga. “Tu serious hai kya be?” Maine apna sar haan mein hilaya. Usne meri taraf ishara karke kaha, “Dikhao.”
Main us ladke ko—jo bilkul hi awaara aur harami tha—Miyan sahab ke dukaan pe le gaya, jo bheed se kachakach bhari hui thi. Andar Noor ne 50 se zyada kapde nikalwaye hue the. Maine us ladke ko Noor dikhaya. Usne meri taraf dekha aur bola, “Saale, tu miyaji hai kya? Yeh to bilkul dhaki hui hai. Bazaar mein dhoondh bhi nahi paunga, hee hee hee.” Maine yeh suna aur use baahar nikaalne ka ishara kiya. Apna phone khola, photo gallery mein Noor ki akele ki tasveer dhoondhne laga. Ek achchhi si tasveer use dikhayi to usne jhat se mobile mujhse chheen ke ghoorne laga. “Arre baap re, yeh item hai woh! Ekdam rasmalai hai saali.” Maine uski utsukta dekh muskura diya. “Haan, bahut beautiful hai, lekin mere gale ki haddi bani hui hai.” Usne dheere se mera phone mujhe lauta diya. “Saale, yeh to Russian jaisi dikhti hai—so gori! Tu kyun nahi pata leta? Ek teer se do nishana—tera kaam bhi ho jayega aur setting bhi ho jayegi.” Yeh sun main thoda gussa hone ka naatak karta hun. “Tumhe mera kaam karna hai ya nahi?” Usne meri taraf dekha aur apni kameeni muskan ke saath bola, “Bilkul.”
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Maine usse kaha, “Tum sabzi mandi ke paas mera intezaar karo.” Meri baat sun woh wahan se chala gaya. Main wapas Miyan sahab ke dukaan mein gaya, jahan Noor abhi bhi masgool thi. Maine bade haule se apne khade lund ko sehlaya aur Noor ko ghoorne laga. Mera dil dheeme-dheeme dhadak raha tha—thoda darr bhi lag raha tha—lekin in sab se zyada mujhe aisi lazzat mehsoos ho rahi thi jiski main kalpana bhi nahi kar sakta tha.
Kareeb aadhe ghante baad Noor ki kharidari khatam hui. Maine paise diye aur samaan Miyan sahab ko ghar bhejne ko kehkar Noor ke saath bike pe baith ghar ko nikal gaya. Hum dono kuchh hi door gaye the ki Noor ne mere kandhe pe haule se chhua aur kaan mein kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, ab market aa hi gaye hain to thodi sabzi le lete hain.” Mujhe achchhe se maloom tha ki Noor zaroor sabzi lene ke liye kahegi. Maine apna sar haan mein hilaya, bike ko sabzi mandi ki taraf mod diya. Sabzi mandi mein bhi achchhi khasi bheed thi. Andar ghuste hi ek paan ki dukaan pe woh mujhe dikh gaya. Maine bike uske paas hi dukaan pe rok di, aur hum dono utar gaye. Maine Noor ko 500 rupaye thama diye aur kaha, “Noor, aap shopping jaldi se karo. Main zara ek kaam bacha hua hai—nipa ke aata hun. Kuchh paise lene the.” Yeh sun Noor ne mujhe ghura, lekin phir jaldi aane ko bolkar khud kharidari karne lagi.
Maine haule se us ladke ke paas aaya aur thodi door se ishara kiya, “Jao.” Mera dil bahut tez dhadak raha tha—mano mujhe heart attack aa jaye. Us ladke ne meri taraf dekha aur apne haath utha ke mujhe paas aane ka ishara kiya, lekin maine mana karke kone mein chala gaya. Main intezaar kar raha tha ki woh ladka jaldi se Noor ke paas jayega, lekin aisa kuchh nahi ho raha tha. Mujhe halka gussa bhi aa raha tha. Main gusse mein wapas paan ki dukaan ke paas jaane hi wala tha ki Noor—jiske paas ab kaafi thaile the, jinse use sambhalne mein mushkil ho rahi thi—ki taraf woh ladka chal diya. Main yeh nazara dekh pagal sa ho gaya. Mera lund jaise steel ban gaya; mera dil itni tez dhadakne laga ki shayad woh bahar aa jaye.
Main door se nazara dekh raha tha. Main kuchh sun to nahi sakta tha, lekin meri aankhein unke shabdon ki talaash kar rahi thi. Mujhe laga tha ki Noor use turant rafa-dafa kar degi, lekin aisa na hua. Balki usne kuchh samaan us ladke ko de diya, aur dono meri bike pe aakar samaan bandhne lage.
Mujhe ek baat ka darr bhi tha—kahin Noor ne yeh na bol diya ho ki “Shauhar ki bike hai.” Maine kuchh der dekhta raha, lekin Noor samaan rakhwakar alag khadi ho gayi. Woh ladka kuchh-kuchh bol to raha tha, lekin Noor bilkul chupchaap khadi thi. Paanch minute beet gaye aur kuchh nahi hua. Sach to yeh tha ki mujhe sabse zyada niraasha hui jab woh ladka wahan se chal diya. Maine daud ke us ladke ko pakad liya aur poochha, “Kya hua? Kuchh baat kiye?” Usne meri taraf taajjub se dekha aur bola, “Baat karegi tab na. Ignore kar rahi thi mujhe, bas.” Meri mazhabi, ..,. biwi aakhir kaise kisi na-mehram se baat kar leti? Maine usse mobile number le liya aur alvida karke wapas bike ke paas aaya.
Mujhe dekhte hi Noor ne gusse mein poochha, “Kahan reh gaye the? Itni der!” Maine wapas sawaal kiya, “Kya hua, Noor? Bataya drab tha—paise baaqi lene the.” Noor ka gussa thoda kam hua. “Chalo ghar jaldi. Mujhe yahan ab nahi rehna.” Maine bike shuru ki, aaram se Noor ko bithaya, aur ghar ki taraf rawaana ho gaya. Mera lund bilkul kisi lohe ki rod ki tarah kadak khada tha.
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Raat ko main sone ki naakaam koshish kar raha tha. Maine apne lund ko teen dafa ragad-ragad ke paani nikaal diya tha, lekin mera dil-o-dimag usi pal pe atka hua tha jab us haramkhor ne Noor se baat ki. Bhale baat kuchh nahi bani thi, mera lund aise akda hua tha jaise mera uspe koi kaboo hi na ho. Mere dimag mein ek gandi film chal rahi thi, jiski star meri biwi aur woh sadakchaap tha. Main us raat badi mushkil se soya.
Agla din guzar gaya. Mere dimag mein kuchh samajh nahi aa raha tha ki aakhir main kaise aage badhun. Maine phone number to us kamine ka le rakha tha, lekin mujhe kuchh samajh nahi aa raha tha. Agle din main office mein baitha isi baat ko soch raha tha ki meri ammi ka call aa gaya. “Imran beta, soch rahi thi balcony mein jaali lagwa lete hain. Khoob machchhar aa rahe hain aajkal. Babu bhi pareshan hai.” Main yeh sunte hi meri aankhein chamak gayi. “Bilkul, Ammi. Main kisi ko bhejta hun, woh kar dega kaam.” Maine phone kaat diya aur usi kamine ke phone number ko ghoorne laga. Main kaafi der sochta raha, phir phone laga diya. Pehle hi “hello” karke use samjhaane laga, “Dekho, tumhare paas achchha mauka hai. Kuchh karo yaar. Court mein kitna paisa lag raha hai mera, pata bhi hai tumhe?” Ispe usne jawaab diya, “Mujhe kya maloom kitna paisa lag raha hai? Aur main saala yeh kaam kaise karun? Main koi karigar thodi hun!” Maine uski baat suni aur gussa ho gaya. “Market se net khareedo, keel lo, aur thoko!” Meri gusse ko sun woh jhenp gaya. “Ok-ok, master ji, dekhta hun main.”
Maine wapas Ammi ko call lagaya aur unhe bata diya ki ek karigar bhej raha hun—aa ke kaam kar dega aur chaar-panch din lagega kaam niptaane mein.
Noor bistar pe nind se soyi hui thi, aur main lagatar gandi aur galeech porn dekh raha tha ek se badh ke ek -
Main in videos ko dekh-dekh sirf-aur-sirf apni pyari biwi Noor ke baare mein soch raha tha. Yeh sochte-sochte main apne lund pe tezi se haath chala raha tha. Mera lund bilkul sakht tha—jaise usmein doosri jaan aa gayi ho. Mere haath ki kasawat se mera lund dukh bhi raha tha, lekin woh dard us lazzat se kam tha jo mujhe yeh soch aur yeh videos de rahe the.
Meri seedhi-saadhi biwi Noor—uske liye maine pata nahi kya-kya gande kalpana kar rakhe the. Tabhi Noor mere chehre ke saamne aayi—bilkul nangi, pair failaye, kisi ka intezaar karte hue. Aur woh main nahi tha. Yeh sochte hi jaise mera jism toot gaya, aur mere muh se tez cheekh nikal padi.
“Aaaaaaaah Eeeeeeeeh…”
Meri lund ka paani kisi tez bandook ki tarah ugalne laga, aur main dhadam se zameen pe baith gaya. Mujhe aisa laga jaise nasha sa ho gaya ho. Yeh nasha bathroom ke darwaze pe hui dastak se toota.
“Rizwan ke abbu!? Kya hua aapko?” Baahar meri pyari begum khadi thi, ghabrayi awaaz mein mujhse sawaal poochh rahi thi. Main kya jawaab deta? Maine ek aur safed jhooth bola, “Noor, mera nada galat kas gaya tha.” Turant uska jawaab aaya, “Nada phas gaya tha? Kholiye, mujhe dekhne dijiye.” Maine uski chinta ko jhuthla diya aur kaha, “Noor, aap sone jao. Main ab theek hun, aap chinta mat karo.” Maine phone pe chal rahe video ko dekha, jo abhi bhi band nahi hua tha. Noor meri baat maan chali gayi. Main bathroom ki deewar pe paani daalkar bistar pe gaya, to Noor abhi bhi mera intezaar kar rahi thi. Main uske paas gaya, use pakadkar uske honth chhue, aur dheere se kaha, “Sorry Noor, shayad tumhari neend bewajah toot gayi.” Ispe Noor aadhi neend mein meri taraf dekhi, muskayi, aur wapas sone chali gayi. Main use ghoore ja raha tha. Mere dil mein khayal aaya, “Noor, tumhe meri khushi ke liye bigadna padega.” Phir main bhi sone chala gaya.
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Main ek din office se ghar aaya, to mere saamne Noor aa khadi hui. Uske haath mein ek shirt thi, jise usne mujhe dikhaya aur boli, “Rizwan ke abbu, naye kapde lene hain. Dekho na, kitne chhote ho gaye hain.” Maine kapdon ko dekha aur mere muh se nikal gaya, “Abhi kuchh mahine pehle hi to liye the itne saare.” Ispe woh chehak kar boli, “Mera beta jaldi-jaldi bada ho raha hai.” Uske chehre pe khushi dekh main bhi khush hua aur usse kaha, “Chai banao, main fresh hoke aata hun, phir chalenge.” Yeh sun Noor turant kitchen ki taraf chali gayi. Main uski lachakti gaand ko dekhta raha, aahen bharte hue.
Hum dono baby ko ammi ke paas chhodkar bike se market ki taraf nikal gaye, jo paas mein hi tha. Miyan sahab ka dukaan—jo humare jaan-pehchaan ke the—uske kareeb maine apni bike khadi ki. Phir hum dono dukaan ki taraf badhne lage. Maine dhyan diya ki Noor ne pura parda aur burqa pehen rakha tha, lekin uske bawajood bazaar mein logon ki nazar ek baar zaroor Noor pe ja rahi thi. Yeh dekh maine apni pant mein haath daal lund ko dabaya.
Hum dono dukaan pahunch gaye. Miyan sahab ne hume dekhte hi apne kaam karne wale ladke se jaldi se lassi laane ko kaha aur hum dono ko AC ke seedhe neeche bitha diya. Phir poochha, “Khushnaseeb humare jo aap aaye. Abbu kaise hain, Imran? Aur aapki ammi?” Maine jawaab diya, “Salaam, Miyan sahab. Abbu to gaon gaye hain, sab khairiyat.” Ispe Miyan sahab, jo humse baat ke saath-saath order de rahe the, bole, “Kya khidmat karun?” Maine Noor ki taraf dekha. Usne apne bade se purse se kapde nikaale aur Miyan sahab ko dikhate hue kaha, “Uncle, yeh chhote ho gaye hain. Isi style mein thodi bade dikhayein na.” Ispe Miyan sahab hume ignore karke dukaan mein aaye doosre customers ke paas chale gaye. Wahan unka helper hume lassi thama deta hai aur khud kapde nikaal ke dikhane lagta hai. Mujhe maloom tha ki Noor ko achchha waqt lagega kapde chunne mein, isliye main wahan se utha aur Miyan sahab ke dukaan ke bagal mein shoes ki dukaan pe shoes dekhne laga.
Mujhe shoes leni to thi nahi, so main wahan se kuchh der mein hi nikal gaya taki faltu mein dukaandaar se baat na karni pade. Main market mein tehlne laga. Meri nazar baar-baar Miyan sahab ke dukaan pe ja rahi thi, lekin Noor ka koi pata nahi tha. Main wahin kone mein ek kursi dekh baith gaya. Mera dimag phir chalu ho gaya—main apne gande khayalon mein kho gaya. Isi khayal mein tha ki meri nazar ek paas ke OYO pe gayi. Use dekhte hi mera khayal Noor pe gaya aur main man mein sochne laga, “Kitna lazzat aata agar Noor ko yahan iska aashiq le jaye.” Yeh soch bhar kaafi thi—mera lund wapas se akad chuka tha.
Main inhi khayalon mein dooba hua tha ki us OYO se ek ladka nikla, aur uske peechhe ek aurat. Use dekhte hi maine socha ki agar is aurat ki jagah meri biwi Noor hoti to—mera lund phir se tanne laga. Maine gaur kiya to woh aurat us ladke se badi dikh rahi thi. Yeh dekh main thoda shock sa hua. Woh dono alag-alag direction mein jaane lage, aur woh ladka seedha meri taraf hi aane laga. Main ab puri tarah pagal sa ho gaya tha. Maine himmat ki, us ladke ki taraf badha aur kareeb aakar awaaz lagai, “Tumhara naam kya hai? Kaun thi woh?” Mere sawaal se woh thoda ghabra gaya—aur yeh to laazmi tha uska ghabrana. Usne mujhe upar se neeche ghura aur jawaab ke badle sawaal kiya, “Tum kaun ho be?” Uske aise bebak sawaal se ulta main hi ghabra gaya. Phir maine himmat karke wapas poochha, “Kaun thi woh?” Usne mujhe phir upar se neeche dekha aur bola, “Tujhse matlab? Koi bhi. Tu uska pati hai kya jo teri gaand jal rahi hai?” Yeh sun main sochne laga ki agar main uska pati hota to lazzat ke maare mar jata. Maine wapas sawaal kiya, “Arre, mera woh matlab nahi tha. Main bas jaanna chahta tha ki itni mature aurat ko tum OYO le gaye, aakhir maza kya hai?” Ispe woh phir mujhe ghura aur dheere se jawaab diya, “Saale, main ladki supply nahi karta be. Kya chutiya aadmi ho. Meri setting hai woh.” Main bada ajeeb sa feel kar raha tha. “Matlab tumne use pataya hua hai? Set kiya hua hai? Married hai kya woh?” Mere itne saare sawaalon ko sun woh bhi hakka-bakka tha. Usne apni pant se beedi nikaali, mere saamne jalai, aur peete hue bola, “Haan, pataya hua hai. Uska pati fauj mein gaand mara raha hai.” Yeh keh woh hasne laga, aur meri bhi hansi chhoot gayi. Yeh sab sun mera lund kaafi akad gaya tha.
Woh hanste hue jaane laga to mere dimag mein ek khurafat uthi. Maine dobara awaaz lagai aur use apni taraf bulaya. “Mera ek kaam karoge?” Usne meri taraf dekha, sawaaliya nazar se ghoora. Main aage badha—andar se behad dara aur ghabraya hua tha—lekin himmat ki aur bol pada, “Ek aurat hai, usko pataoge kya? M-m-mera matlab hai, woh mere jaan ki hai. Kuchh zameen ka mamla hai.” Woh meri taraf ajeeb nazariye se dekhne laga. “Tu chahta hai ki main teri rishte wali ko pataun? Saale, chutiya samjha hai kya? Saale, jaan mujhe behad pyari hai.” Main uska jawaab sun thoda relax hua, kyunki mujhe laga tha ki woh chillaega, lekin aisa kuchh nahi hua. Maine wapas usse kaha, “Dekho, main tumhe abhi dikha sakta hun use. Tum agar use pata ke uska video bana lo, to uske changul se zameen chhuda lunga main.” Woh meri taraf phir ajeeb nazar se dekhne laga. “Tu serious hai kya be?” Maine apna sar haan mein hilaya. Usne meri taraf ishara karke kaha, “Dikhao.”
Main us ladke ko—jo bilkul hi awaara aur harami tha—Miyan sahab ke dukaan pe le gaya, jo bheed se kachakach bhari hui thi. Andar Noor ne 50 se zyada kapde nikalwaye hue the. Maine us ladke ko Noor dikhaya. Usne meri taraf dekha aur bola, “Saale, tu miyaji hai kya? Yeh to bilkul dhaki hui hai. Bazaar mein dhoondh bhi nahi paunga, hee hee hee.” Maine yeh suna aur use baahar nikaalne ka ishara kiya. Apna phone khola, photo gallery mein Noor ki akele ki tasveer dhoondhne laga. Ek achchhi si tasveer use dikhayi to usne jhat se mobile mujhse chheen ke ghoorne laga. “Arre baap re, yeh item hai woh! Ekdam rasmalai hai saali.” Maine uski utsukta dekh muskura diya. “Haan, bahut beautiful hai, lekin mere gale ki haddi bani hui hai.” Usne dheere se mera phone mujhe lauta diya. “Saale, yeh to Russian jaisi dikhti hai—so gori! Tu kyun nahi pata leta? Ek teer se do nishana—tera kaam bhi ho jayega aur setting bhi ho jayegi.” Yeh sun main thoda gussa hone ka naatak karta hun. “Tumhe mera kaam karna hai ya nahi?” Usne meri taraf dekha aur apni kameeni muskan ke saath bola, “Bilkul.”
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Maine usse kaha, “Tum sabzi mandi ke paas mera intezaar karo.” Meri baat sun woh wahan se chala gaya. Main wapas Miyan sahab ke dukaan mein gaya, jahan Noor abhi bhi masgool thi. Maine bade haule se apne khade lund ko sehlaya aur Noor ko ghoorne laga. Mera dil dheeme-dheeme dhadak raha tha—thoda darr bhi lag raha tha—lekin in sab se zyada mujhe aisi lazzat mehsoos ho rahi thi jiski main kalpana bhi nahi kar sakta tha.
Kareeb aadhe ghante baad Noor ki kharidari khatam hui. Maine paise diye aur samaan Miyan sahab ko ghar bhejne ko kehkar Noor ke saath bike pe baith ghar ko nikal gaya. Hum dono kuchh hi door gaye the ki Noor ne mere kandhe pe haule se chhua aur kaan mein kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, ab market aa hi gaye hain to thodi sabzi le lete hain.” Mujhe achchhe se maloom tha ki Noor zaroor sabzi lene ke liye kahegi. Maine apna sar haan mein hilaya, bike ko sabzi mandi ki taraf mod diya. Sabzi mandi mein bhi achchhi khasi bheed thi. Andar ghuste hi ek paan ki dukaan pe woh mujhe dikh gaya. Maine bike uske paas hi dukaan pe rok di, aur hum dono utar gaye. Maine Noor ko 500 rupaye thama diye aur kaha, “Noor, aap shopping jaldi se karo. Main zara ek kaam bacha hua hai—nipa ke aata hun. Kuchh paise lene the.” Yeh sun Noor ne mujhe ghura, lekin phir jaldi aane ko bolkar khud kharidari karne lagi.
Maine haule se us ladke ke paas aaya aur thodi door se ishara kiya, “Jao.” Mera dil bahut tez dhadak raha tha—mano mujhe heart attack aa jaye. Us ladke ne meri taraf dekha aur apne haath utha ke mujhe paas aane ka ishara kiya, lekin maine mana karke kone mein chala gaya. Main intezaar kar raha tha ki woh ladka jaldi se Noor ke paas jayega, lekin aisa kuchh nahi ho raha tha. Mujhe halka gussa bhi aa raha tha. Main gusse mein wapas paan ki dukaan ke paas jaane hi wala tha ki Noor—jiske paas ab kaafi thaile the, jinse use sambhalne mein mushkil ho rahi thi—ki taraf woh ladka chal diya. Main yeh nazara dekh pagal sa ho gaya. Mera lund jaise steel ban gaya; mera dil itni tez dhadakne laga ki shayad woh bahar aa jaye.
Main door se nazara dekh raha tha. Main kuchh sun to nahi sakta tha, lekin meri aankhein unke shabdon ki talaash kar rahi thi. Mujhe laga tha ki Noor use turant rafa-dafa kar degi, lekin aisa na hua. Balki usne kuchh samaan us ladke ko de diya, aur dono meri bike pe aakar samaan bandhne lage.
Mujhe ek baat ka darr bhi tha—kahin Noor ne yeh na bol diya ho ki “Shauhar ki bike hai.” Maine kuchh der dekhta raha, lekin Noor samaan rakhwakar alag khadi ho gayi. Woh ladka kuchh-kuchh bol to raha tha, lekin Noor bilkul chupchaap khadi thi. Paanch minute beet gaye aur kuchh nahi hua. Sach to yeh tha ki mujhe sabse zyada niraasha hui jab woh ladka wahan se chal diya. Maine daud ke us ladke ko pakad liya aur poochha, “Kya hua? Kuchh baat kiye?” Usne meri taraf taajjub se dekha aur bola, “Baat karegi tab na. Ignore kar rahi thi mujhe, bas.” Meri mazhabi, ..,. biwi aakhir kaise kisi na-mehram se baat kar leti? Maine usse mobile number le liya aur alvida karke wapas bike ke paas aaya.
Mujhe dekhte hi Noor ne gusse mein poochha, “Kahan reh gaye the? Itni der!” Maine wapas sawaal kiya, “Kya hua, Noor? Bataya drab tha—paise baaqi lene the.” Noor ka gussa thoda kam hua. “Chalo ghar jaldi. Mujhe yahan ab nahi rehna.” Maine bike shuru ki, aaram se Noor ko bithaya, aur ghar ki taraf rawaana ho gaya. Mera lund bilkul kisi lohe ki rod ki tarah kadak khada tha.
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Raat ko main sone ki naakaam koshish kar raha tha. Maine apne lund ko teen dafa ragad-ragad ke paani nikaal diya tha, lekin mera dil-o-dimag usi pal pe atka hua tha jab us haramkhor ne Noor se baat ki. Bhale baat kuchh nahi bani thi, mera lund aise akda hua tha jaise mera uspe koi kaboo hi na ho. Mere dimag mein ek gandi film chal rahi thi, jiski star meri biwi aur woh sadakchaap tha. Main us raat badi mushkil se soya.
Agla din guzar gaya. Mere dimag mein kuchh samajh nahi aa raha tha ki aakhir main kaise aage badhun. Maine phone number to us kamine ka le rakha tha, lekin mujhe kuchh samajh nahi aa raha tha. Agle din main office mein baitha isi baat ko soch raha tha ki meri ammi ka call aa gaya. “Imran beta, soch rahi thi balcony mein jaali lagwa lete hain. Khoob machchhar aa rahe hain aajkal. Babu bhi pareshan hai.” Main yeh sunte hi meri aankhein chamak gayi. “Bilkul, Ammi. Main kisi ko bhejta hun, woh kar dega kaam.” Maine phone kaat diya aur usi kamine ke phone number ko ghoorne laga. Main kaafi der sochta raha, phir phone laga diya. Pehle hi “hello” karke use samjhaane laga, “Dekho, tumhare paas achchha mauka hai. Kuchh karo yaar. Court mein kitna paisa lag raha hai mera, pata bhi hai tumhe?” Ispe usne jawaab diya, “Mujhe kya maloom kitna paisa lag raha hai? Aur main saala yeh kaam kaise karun? Main koi karigar thodi hun!” Maine uski baat suni aur gussa ho gaya. “Market se net khareedo, keel lo, aur thoko!” Meri gusse ko sun woh jhenp gaya. “Ok-ok, master ji, dekhta hun main.”
Maine wapas Ammi ko call lagaya aur unhe bata diya ki ek karigar bhej raha hun—aa ke kaam kar dega aur chaar-panch din lagega kaam niptaane mein.
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