02-04-2025, 04:14 AM
Chapter - 3
Us raat maine us ladke ko phone lagaya.
- “Hello.”
- “Hello.”
- “Tumhare paas achchha chance hai. Main chahta hun ki tum mera yeh zaruri kaam jald se jald kar do.”
- “Saale, itna aasaan hai na? Tu pagal wagal hai kya?”
Mujhe uski baat sunke hansi aa gayi. Mujhse zyada samajhdaar woh lag raha tha. Main muskaya aur dobara baat ko aage badhaya.
- “Chaar-panch din ka maine bol diya hai. Tumhare paas achchha mauka hai. Uske saath ek buddhi ammi rehti hai—usse thoda bachke rehna.”
- “Kya saale, tu mujhe marwa dega, behenchod!”
- “Arre, kuchh nahi hoga. Waise bhi balcony kone mein hai. Buddhi ammi ko main keh doonga ki dhoop mein woh khadi na rahe. Teri target paas hi hogi.”
- “Saale, tu ek number ka chutiya hai. Pakka main bang case mein jail jaunga.”
Main uski baat sun hans raha tha.
- “Haha, kuchh nahi hoga…”
“Rizwan ke abbu kis se hans-hans ke baat kar rahe hain?” Achanak Noor chhat pe aa gayi. Main ghabra gaya aur phone kaat diya. “W-w-woh mera office ka friend hai,” maine jaldi se kaha. Noor ne sawaaliya nazar se mujhe dekha aur poochha, “Itna ghabra kyun rahe hain? Aisa kar rahe hain jaise dajjal dikh gaya ho.” Ispe maine tunak kar bola, “Arre meri Noor, achanak peechhe koi khada ho jaye to ghabraunga hi na.” Maine baat aage badhate hue kaha, “Noor, kal se ek karigar aayega. Dekho, yun to Ammi ko uspe nazar rakhni chahiye, lekin unki umar aur yeh garmi—tum nazar rakh lena.” Noor ne meri taraf dekha aur haule se boli, “Sahi keh rahe ho, Rizwan ke abbu. Ammi ko rest zyada zaroori hai.” Mere man mein muskan tair gayi. Mera plan kuchh had tak set tha.
Agli subah main office pahuncha aur seedha us kamine ko number lagaya. Use ghar ka pata de diya.
Pura din mera dil ulat-pulat hota raha. Mujhe zara bhi andaaza nahi tha ki ghar mein kya ho raha tha. Mere khayali pulao jaise badhte hi jaa rahe the. Mujhe kuchh kaam mein man nahi lag raha tha. Maine office se jaldi chhutti le li aur bike pakad teen baje hi ghar ko nikal gaya.
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Main ghar jaldi pahuncha. Jaise hi ghar ke paas pahuncha, pasine se lathpath wahi harami mujhe dikha. Woh balcony ke kone mein jaali laga raha tha. Neeche se mujhe zyada to nahi dikha, lekin maine andaaza lagaya ki koi na koi uske tools zaroor pakde hue hoga. Main jaldi se apne flat mein dakhil hua—darwaza pehle se khula hua tha. Maine iska faayda uthaya aur bade haule se balcony ke paas gaya, un dono ki baatein sunne ki koshish karne laga. Lekin baat to kuchh ho hi nahi rahi thi—ajeeb sa sannata pasra hua tha. Maine kuchh samaan uthane ki awaaz lagayi to Noor mere paas aayi. Woh upar se neeche tak kaale burqe mein khadi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi usne saara samaan mujhe thama diya aur boli, “Ekdam bekaar karigar hai. Keel bhi nahi thok paa raha hai sahi se.” Yeh sun maine hans diya aur kaha, “Sabse sasta yahi tha, Noor.” Yeh sun woh bhi hasne lagi.
Main balcony mein gaya. Wahan jaise hi usne mujhe dekha, aage badhkar usne meri shirt ka collar pakad liya aur dheere se, lekin gusse mein, bola, “Saale, tune bola tha ki teri rishtedaar hai. Behenchod, mujhe phasana chahta hai? Apni biwi ko rishtedaar bana ke bata raha hai!” Maine uska haath badi mushkil se jhatka aur maine bhi gusse se, lekin dheere se, bola, “Tujhe kya farak padta hai? Woh meri kuchh bhi lage, tune kaam kiya ki nahi?” Meri yeh baat sun woh hasne laga, meri taraf ghoor ke dekha aur bola, “Dekh, tune sahi kaha. Mujhe zara bhi farak nahi padta ki woh teri ammi ho, biwi ho, ya rishtedaar.” Yeh sunte hi jaise mera lund kisi jaadu ki chhadi ki tarah jhatke khaane laga.
“Tujhe bhadwa banane ka nawabi shauk hai. Mujhse kya? Lekin sach bataun to teri biwi bahut saaf-pak hai.” Usne yeh kaha to mera dil khush hua, aur saath mein mere lund ne jhatke khaye. “Dekh, main teri jo help chahta hai karunga, lekin tujhe meri biwi ko napak karna hoga, samjha?” Uske chehre pe ek kameeni muskaan thi. “Bilkul, mere sartaj. Teri biwi chod ke maza aayega.” Hum dono aise hi khusur-phusur baatein kar rahe the ki andar se Noor ki awaaz aayi, “Chai ban gaya hai, le jaiye na please.” Maine jawaab mein usse kaha, “Noor, chai lete aao na yahan. Main thoda fresh hone ja raha hun.” Maine us kameene ko aankh maar di aur khud wahan se bathroom mein ghus gaya.
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Main bathroom mein ghus gaya tha, haath-muh dho raha tha, lekin kaan balcony ki taraf lage hue the—kuchh sunai de to lazzat mile. Noor chai leke upar aayi, usne cup wahan rakha aur us kameene ko dete hue chupchaap khadi rahi. Main chhupke se darwaze ke peechhe se jhaank raha tha. Woh harami chai lete hue bola, “Bhabhi, aapki chai to lajawab hai. Roz banaogi mere liye?” Uski kameeni muskaan aur awaaz mein woh gandagi thi jo mujhe andar tak jala rahi thi—achchha jala rahi thi. Noor ekdam sakht ho gayi, dheere se boli, “Bas kaam karo,” lekin woh rukne wala tha kya? “Aap itni sundar ho, shauhar lucky hai,” usne kaha, cup haath mein liye aur thodi si doori kam karte hue. Mera lund ekdam lohe ki tarah tan gaya, dil itni tez dhadak raha tha ki saans ruk si gayi.
Noor ka chehra badal gaya. Woh peechhe hati aur sakht awaaz mein boli, “Yeh tarah ki baat mat karo.” Phir woh jaldi se neeche Ammi ke paas chali gayi, chai wahan chhodkar. Woh harami hasne laga, cup uthaya aur maze se peene laga—jaise kuchh hua hi na ho. Main bathroom se nikla, dil mein aag aur lazzat ka tufaan liye, aur balcony pe uske paas gaya. Dheere se poochha, “Kya hua?” Woh kameena muskaya, “Saaf-pak hai, par thodi si baat hui. Chai achchhi banati hai.” Meri aankhein chamak gayi, lekin maine daba ke kaha, “Aur koshish karo—video chahiye.” Usne sar hilaya, “Kal phir aata hun. Dheere-dheere khulegi,” aur meri rooh tak woh baat chhoo gayi—lund jhatke maarne laga.
Raat ko khane pe Noor chup si thi, jaise kuchh kehna chahti ho. Main dil tham ke poochha, “Market mein sab theek tha na, Ammi ke saath?” Woh ruk gayi, phir boli, “Woh karigar ajeeb hai—baatein karta hai jo theek nahi. Ammi ko bolna jaldi khatam kare.” Mera dil zor se dhadka, lekin maine chehra thanda rakha, “Haan, main usse bolta hun,” aur andar se sochne laga—yeh gussa matlab uski pakki chaal mein aa rahi hai. Raat ko maine us kameene ko text kiya: “Kal thodi aur zor laga. Video ke liye baat badhao.” Usne jawaab diya, “Saala, mushkil maal hai, par maza aayega,” aur meri neend udd gayi. Main phir bathroom me gaya aur lund ka paani nikala aur phir main so gaya.
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Agle din main office mein tha, mera saara dhyan ghar ki taraf tha, lekin main is manhoos jagah mein atka hua tha. Har din ghar bhi jaldi nahi jaa sakta tha, aur mere calls ko us kameene ne nahi uthaya, na hi mere text ka koi jawaab diya. Mera lund din bhar Qutub Minar bana raha, soch-soch ke ki us balcony mein kya chal raha hai.
Shaam ko main ghar ke liye nikla. Kuchh der mein ghar pahuncha to Noor kitchen mein nasta bana rahi thi. Maine aate hi poochha, “Noor, kaam kaisa chal raha hai? Maine use jaldi karne ko kaha hai.” Noor muskura ke boli, “Us gadhe ko sirf baat banana aata hai, kaam karna nahi. Kaise namune ko pakad laaye ho, Rizwan ke abbu?” Noor ki muskan mein ek raaz chipa hua tha, jise dekh mere andar ka dajjal jaag gaya. Ho na ho, Noor ko us kameene se baat karne mein maza aa raha tha.
Maine dobara chhat pe jaa usse call lagaya. Is dafa usne phone utha liya, aakhirkaar.
- “Kya hua aaj? Kuchh daal gali?” Main seedha point pe aaya, seedha sawaal kiya.
- “Mere baap, apki biwi bahut strict hai yaar. Seedhe muh baat bhi nahi karti. Daal khaak galegi?”
- “Gal rahi baat?”
- “Kya matlab?”
- “Hans-muska ke tere baare mein bol rahi thi. Tu aage badh, kal use chhoone ki koshish kar.”
- “Woh to theek hai, mere baap, lekin mujhe nahi lagta aisi sakht aurat se chaar-panch din mein baat banegi. Kuchh zyada hi shareef hai.”
- “Haan, woh to hai, lekin woh aurat bhi to hai.”
- “Main samjha nahi.”
- “Isme kya samajhna? Humne tees din se nahi kiya hai. Andar garmi to hogi hi na.”
- “Achchha, achchha. Dekhta hun kal kya hota hai.”
Maine phone kaat diya. Main chhat pe hi kone mein baith gaya aur Noor aur us ladke ki soch-soch ke lund hilana shuru kar diya.
Jab main kuchh waqt ke baad neeche kamre mein aaya to Noor mera wait kar rahi thi. Uske shareer pe pink rang ki nighty thi. Main jaanta tha ki woh kya chahti thi, lekin mera plan kuchh aur tha. Uske liye main Noor ko tadpaata hi rakhna chahta tha. Lekin ek baat tay thi—us kameene ne jo kuchh Noor se kaha, asar to hua. Maine Noor ko nazarandaaz kar so gaya.
Agla din main office mein baitha sapne dekh raha tha. Shaam hui to main ghar ko nikal gaya—mera dil bechain tha. Main jaanna chahta tha ki aakhir kya hua din bhar. Maine aaj us ladke ko call nahi kiya tha. Ghar pahuncha to dekha ki Noor kamre mein leti hui thi, aur Ammi baby ke saath TV mein busy thi. Maine Ammi se balcony ki baat poochhi to unhone bola, “Imran, mujhe kya maloom? Noor ko hi pata hoga.” Main Noor ke paas gaya to woh halki neend mein thi. Main use jagaana sahi nahi samjha aur balcony mein gaya. Wahan bilkul bekaar kaam kiya hua tha, jise dekh maine sir peet liya.
Isi tarah do aur din beet gaye. Kaam jaise-taise us ladke ne to kar diya, lekin jis kaam ke liye maine use bulaya tha, usme bilkul daal nahi gali. Noor ek nihayati shareef aurat thi. Maine us ladke ko chai-paani ke liye resto le gaya aur chaar-panch dinon mein beeti baaton ko sunane laga. “Mere bhai, teri biwi ekdam strict hai yaar. Chutkule tak pe nahi muskati. Baat kya khaak hogi?” Maine uski taraf dekh ke kaha, “Kuchh nahi hua?” Ispe usne teekhi awaaz mein kaha, “Bilkul nahi hua.” Maine apna sar pakad liya. “Achchha, tum kya kehte ho? Kya karna chahiye mujhe?” Ispe woh ladka sochne laga. “Dekh madarchod, teri biwi ko pataana aasaan kaam nahi hai. Time lagega, aur teri help bhi. Lekin agar tu chahe to main use pata hi lunga.” Yeh sun mera lund phir se kasne laga. “Kya help chahiye?” Usne wapas kaha, “Dekh, teri biwi ko pataane ke liye romance ki zarurat padegi.” Main thoda sa confused ho gaya. “Main samjha nahi. Romance matlab?” Usne phir meri taraf dekha aur bola, “Love saale, ishq-pyaar. Teri biwi ko asli mein pyar mein giraana hoga, tab baat banegi. Tu samjha?” Main uski baat samajh to gaya tha, lekin bola, “Arre yaar, yeh sab karne mein kitna waqt lag jayega?” Ispe usne meri taraf ghoor ke dekha, “Tu chah le to bahut jald, tu use ignore karna suru kar de” aur woh hasne laga.
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Mujhe samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki woh ladka kya chahta hai. Isi beech ek hafta aur beet gaya. Mere aur Noor ke beech sex band tha pichhle ek mahine se. Noor ki murjhayi hui aankhein uske andar ki mayoosi ko dikhati thi, lekin main use ignore kar raha tha—jaisa us ladke ne kaha tha. Main baar-baar us ladke se uska plan poochh raha tha, lekin woh idhar-udhar ki baatein bol mujhe taal raha tha.
Ek aur mahina beet gaya. Main dheere-dheere sab kuchh bhool sa gaya tha. Mujhe ab aisa lagne laga tha ki us ladke ko bhula dena sahi hai. Main aise hi office mein baitha kaam kar raha tha ki usi harami ka message aata hai:
- “Daal gal gayi.”
Main pehle use padha, phir dobara padha, phir kayi dafa padha. Jab samajh mein nahi aaya to maine usi ko call kar diya—office se hi. Main itna excited tha ki bahar bhi nahi gaya.
- “Kya hua? Kaisi daal? Kya hua, batao!”
- “Arre, maine kaha tha na ki tu use ignore karna shuru kar de, usi se baat ban gayi.”
- “Matlab hua kya?”
- “Arre, teri biwi ko maine apna phone number diya tha. Aaj usne message kiya hai, haha!”
- “Sach batao!”
- “Bilkul sach. Lekin ab teri help chahiye hogi mujhe.”
- “Bilkul, jo tum kaho. Kya help chahiye?”
- “Dekh, teri biwi ek chhoomui hai. Dheere-dheere sab karna padega.”
- “Haan, lekin kya karna padega?”
- “Mujhe aaram se usse milne mein help chahiye hogi.”
- “Bilkul!”
Mera lund phir ek dafa akda hua penchkas lag raha tha. Mera dil dhadak raha tha.
- “Tu help karta ja, aur phir dekh jaadu.”
Usne phone kaat diya. Main seedha office ke bathroom mein gaya aur apna lund hilane laga. Kareeb do baar paani bahaane ke baad main wapas apne desk pe aaya. Meri aankhein chamak si rahi thi.
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Main shaam ko ghar aaya. Ghar mein meri Ammi baby ke saath busy thi, Abbu wapas aa gaye the aur kuchh reading kar rahe the. Main seedha Noor ke paas kitchen mein gaya. Wahan usne mujhe dekha to chupchaap spoon utha chai banane lagi, bina kuchh bole.
Maine hi dheere se Noor ko kaha, “Noor, nasta bhi de do, bhookh lagi hai.” Yeh sun usne haami bhari aur mujhe dining table pe jaane ko kaha. Main excitement se halat kharab tha. Dining kamre ke bajaye main seedha apne kamre mein gaya. Wahan mez pe Noor ki phone padi thi—ek sasti si Motorola, jisme koi lock nahi tha. Maine phone khola, sent messages dekhe, aur wahin tha woh sunehra message—usi number pe jis se main baatein karta tha. Ek chhoti si message likhi hui thi:
- “Milna tha na, bolo kahan.”
Yeh chhoti si text padh mera lund jaise phootne pe aa gaya. Main daud ke bathroom gaya aur itni tezi se lund hilane laga ki saala khoon nikal gaya. Lekin mujhe koi parwah nahi thi. Main us text ko soch-soch ke apna maal nikala aur haanfne laga.
Kuchh der mein wapas dining table pe gaya. Wahan khana-nasta rakha hua tha, saath mein garam chai. Main nasta utha hi raha tha ki mujhe message aata hai—usi ka. Maine kone mein phone khol li:
- “Dekh, teri biwi se milna hai. Market le aa na.”
- “Ok.”
Maine nasta kiya, chai pi. Mera lund chai se bhi zyada kadak phir se jhul raha tha. Mujhe order mila tha—apni biwi ko milwane ka. Main lazzat se bhara hua tha—aisa lag raha tha jaise maine drugs le li ho. Meri shareef aur nek biwi ka message aur phir us ladke ka order—mera to jaise lund steel ban chuka tha.
Main andhera hote hi TV hall mein gaya aur sabke saamne kaha, “Main market ja raha hun. Kuchh samaan bhi laana hai kya?” Main Noor ke jawaab ka intezaar kar raha tha, lekin woh chup rahi. Ammi-Abbu ne bhi kuchh nahi bola to main akele hi niraash ghar se nikalne laga. Lekin isse pehle ki main bahar nikalta, Noor jaldi se mere paas aayi aur dheere se mujhse kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, periods ke pads lene hain. Main bhi chalti hun. Ammi-Abbu ke saamne bolne mein…” Maine muskura diya, “Achchha achchha, tum yeh pehen lo. Main bike nikal leta hun.”
Main bike pe Noor ka intezaar kar raha tha. Kuchh der mein Noor pure parde mein, full burqa pehen aati hai aur bike ke peechhe baith jaati hai. Main bike ko market ki taraf nikal gaya.
Hum market mein pahunch gaye. Main pahunchte hi us kameene ko dekh liya—woh usi OYO ke paas paanwadi ki dukaan pe tha. Main Noor ko leke us paanwadi ke jitna kareeb ho sake utna kareeb gaadi roka aur kaha, “Noor, main paanch minute mein aata hun. Tum bike pe nazar rakhna.” Main Noor ko chhod thodi door chala gaya, aur meri nazar usi disha mein tik gayi.
Mere jaane ke ek minute baad woh harami meri bike ke paas aa gaya. Usne bhi mujhe aata dekh liya tha aur woh Noor se baatein karne laga. Main itni door tha ki kuchh sun to nahi paa raha tha, lekin maine Noor ko haule se hanste dekh machal sa gaya. Maine yun to paanch minute kaha tha Noor ko, lekin main un dono ke beech kebab mein haddi nahi banana chahta tha. Isliye maine door se hi dekhta raha unki baatein. Shuru mein chup khadi Noor bhi bol rahi thi, hans rahi thi, jise dekh main lazzat se pagal hua jaa raha tha. Kareeb bees minute baad jab woh ladka khud alag hua to main do minute baad wapas bike ke paas aaya. Mujhe dekhte hi Noor ne poochha, “Itni der kahan phas gaye the?” Maine phir ek safed jhooth bola, “Uske paas chhutta nahi tha.”
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Main ghar pahuncha. Noor kitchen mein chali gayi, aur maine seedha us harami ko call lagaya.
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Main agle din office mein yahi soch raha tha ki aakhir main kaise intezaam karun Noor aur us ladke ka milna-julna. Ghar se bahar jaa pana to bahut hi mushkil tha Ammi-Abbu ki wajah se. Abbu to phir bhi ghar se bahar jaate rehte the, lekin Ammi to ghar mein hi padi rehti thi. Phir maine socha ki kya main hi roz un dono ko milaun? Yeh sunne mein lazzatdar to tha, lekin practical nahi tha. Phir mere dimag mein ghanti baji—agar woh kameena delivery boy ban jaye to? Maine jhat se use phone milaya.
- “Dekho, mere paas ek idea hai.”
- “Kya be?”
- “Agar tum delivery boy ban jao to baat ban sakti hai.”
- “Behenchod, pehle tune mujhe mazdoor bana diya, ab yeh? Haath saale, main kuchh nahi banunga!”
- “Arre mere bhai, samajh zara. Samaan hi to laana hai, phir ghar mein bhi reh sakte ho. Ammi dopahar mein soyi rehti hai, aur Abbu bahar rehte hain.”
- “Aisa kya?”
- “Haan, main tera number deke Noor ko bol deta hun ki koi samaan kam pade to tujhse mangwa le.”
- “Chut ke liye saala kya-kya karna pad raha hai.”
Main hanste hue phone kaat diya, aur phir maine Noor ko phone lagaya. Use us ladke ka number diya aur bataya ki koi samaan chahiye to call karke bula le apne se. Usne sehmati mein phone kaat diya.
Mera plan lagbhag set sa lag raha tha, lekin mujhe kaise pata chale ki ghar mein kya chal raha hai? Meri nazar anayas upar uthi aur CCTV camera dikha—dimag ki ghanti baj gayi. Maine turant Amazon se teen mini CCTV camera order kar diya.
Us raat main ghar pe aaya to ajeeb sa laga mujhe. Noor, jo mayoosh rehti thi, haule-haule muska rahi thi. Main use dekh muskaya aur kitchen mein jhaanka to egg crate pade hue the jo Noor ne mangwaya tha. Main yeh dekh khush ho gaya aur poochha, “Achchha, delivery boy se samaan mangwane bhi lagi?” Ispe Noor thodi chaunki, phir haule se sar hila ke boli, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu.”
Us raat main so nahi paa raha tha. Mujhe jaanna tha ki din mein kya hua, lekin saala behenkelode ka phone band aa raha tha. Main zeher ki tarah is tarap ko pi gaya. Agle din main office nikala aur maine us ladke ko dobara call lagaya, lekin uska phone busy aa raha tha. Mera gussa badhta jaa raha tha, lekin tabhi uska call aaya.
- “Saale, phone gaand mein daal rakha hai kya? Utha kyun nahi raha tha?”
- “Teri biwi se baat kar raha tha.”
Yeh sunte hi mera lund ekdam se tan gaya.
- “Abhi itni subah?”
- “Haan.”
- “Kal kya hua?”
- “Kuchh nahi, bas kuchh baatein hui.”
- “Kya baatein?”
- “Yahi ki tu uska khayal nahi rakhta hai, haha!”
- “Haha, tu rakh le na!”
Hum dono jaante the iski wajah. Maine phone kaat diya aur khud office ke kaam mein lag gaya.
Aise hi din beet rahe the. Mujhe maloom tha ki kuchh ho raha hai, lekin mujhe exact nahi pata tha ki kya. Main jab bhi us kameene se update leta, woh hamesha yahi kehta ki baatein ho rahi hain, aur kuchh nahi.
Main ek din faisla kiya ki main jaldi office se aa kar khud dekhunga ki mazaa kya hai. Ek hafta bardasht karne ke baad main office se jaldi teen baje nikala. Main bike se tezi se ghar pahuncha. Saamne bike khadi thi to main muskaya. Maine darwaza ko dhakela to mujhe khula mila. Maine dono ko kitchen mein, phir bedroom mein, aur phir balcony mein dekha to woh kahin nahi dikhe. Mujhe mazaa samajh mein nahi aaya to main sidhiyon se chhat ki taraf gaya. Mujhe phus-phus ki awaaz aayi. Maine darwaze ke kone se dekha to Noor aur woh kameena baithe hue the aur gardening pe baat kar rahe the. Hadd to yeh thi ki Noor ne abhi bhi veil pehen rakha tha. Mujhe hansi aa gayi—kyunki yeh jhooth nahi bol raha tha.
Main wahan se bina awaaz kiye nikala aur phir use message kar ghar ke paas ek park ke paas bulaya. Woh kareeb das minute baad wahin pe aaya. Use dekhte hi main hans diya aur bola, “Tum saale do mahine mein sirf baat kar paaye, lanat ho tujhpe.” Ispe woh gussa ho gaya, “Bhadwe saale, teri biwi ko kitna darr lagta hai ghar mein, zara idea hai, behenchod?” Maine uski baat dhyan se suni. “Tumhara matlab kya hai?” Usne jawaab diya, “Matlab yeh ki teri Ammi ghar pe rehti hai. Woh gharelu aurat kabhi free mind reh hi nahi sakti.” Uski baat mujhe sahi lagi—kyunki mere bedroom mein chhipaye CCTV mein ek din bhi footage nahi aaya tha.
Maine usse dobara poochha, “Kya karna hoga yaar? Ghar se nikalna to namumkin lag raha hai mujhe.” Ispe woh kuchh soch ke bola, “Teri Ammi-Abbu ko kuchh din rishtedaar ke yahan ya tere bhai ke paas kyun nahi bhej deta?” Maine apna sar naa mein hilaya, “Nahi hai possible. Unki marzi hai yahan rehne ki, kaat nahi sakta.” Ispe woh kuchh der socha aur bola, “Dekh, tu biwi ko khilane-pilane bahar le jaata tha na?” Maine turant jawaab diya, “Haan, kabhi-kabhi.” Ispe usne mujhe ghoora aur bola, “Dekh, tu resto ke bahane bazaar le aa, phir use akela chhod ke fut le na. Baaki mujhpe chhod de.” Maine use bataya, “Yaar, woh ghar jaane ki zidd karegi agar mera koi emergency aa jaye.” Ispe usne upar aasman ko dekha aur bola, “Kya jalebi hai yeh. Achchha, ek kaam kar sakta hai—tu bahar phone mein laga rehna, andar mere saath. Kya kehta hai?” Main thoda shock ho gaya, “Yeh to…” Main aage kuchh bol pata, woh wahan se nikal gaya.
Agli din hi Saturday thi. Maine Noor ko plan bataya ki khaane-peene chalna hai—sirf hum dono ko. Woh meri baat sun ke khush ho gayi.
Us raat maine us ladke ko phone lagaya.
- “Hello.”
- “Hello.”
- “Tumhare paas achchha chance hai. Main chahta hun ki tum mera yeh zaruri kaam jald se jald kar do.”
- “Saale, itna aasaan hai na? Tu pagal wagal hai kya?”
Mujhe uski baat sunke hansi aa gayi. Mujhse zyada samajhdaar woh lag raha tha. Main muskaya aur dobara baat ko aage badhaya.
- “Chaar-panch din ka maine bol diya hai. Tumhare paas achchha mauka hai. Uske saath ek buddhi ammi rehti hai—usse thoda bachke rehna.”
- “Kya saale, tu mujhe marwa dega, behenchod!”
- “Arre, kuchh nahi hoga. Waise bhi balcony kone mein hai. Buddhi ammi ko main keh doonga ki dhoop mein woh khadi na rahe. Teri target paas hi hogi.”
- “Saale, tu ek number ka chutiya hai. Pakka main bang case mein jail jaunga.”
Main uski baat sun hans raha tha.
- “Haha, kuchh nahi hoga…”
“Rizwan ke abbu kis se hans-hans ke baat kar rahe hain?” Achanak Noor chhat pe aa gayi. Main ghabra gaya aur phone kaat diya. “W-w-woh mera office ka friend hai,” maine jaldi se kaha. Noor ne sawaaliya nazar se mujhe dekha aur poochha, “Itna ghabra kyun rahe hain? Aisa kar rahe hain jaise dajjal dikh gaya ho.” Ispe maine tunak kar bola, “Arre meri Noor, achanak peechhe koi khada ho jaye to ghabraunga hi na.” Maine baat aage badhate hue kaha, “Noor, kal se ek karigar aayega. Dekho, yun to Ammi ko uspe nazar rakhni chahiye, lekin unki umar aur yeh garmi—tum nazar rakh lena.” Noor ne meri taraf dekha aur haule se boli, “Sahi keh rahe ho, Rizwan ke abbu. Ammi ko rest zyada zaroori hai.” Mere man mein muskan tair gayi. Mera plan kuchh had tak set tha.
Agli subah main office pahuncha aur seedha us kamine ko number lagaya. Use ghar ka pata de diya.
Pura din mera dil ulat-pulat hota raha. Mujhe zara bhi andaaza nahi tha ki ghar mein kya ho raha tha. Mere khayali pulao jaise badhte hi jaa rahe the. Mujhe kuchh kaam mein man nahi lag raha tha. Maine office se jaldi chhutti le li aur bike pakad teen baje hi ghar ko nikal gaya.
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Main ghar jaldi pahuncha. Jaise hi ghar ke paas pahuncha, pasine se lathpath wahi harami mujhe dikha. Woh balcony ke kone mein jaali laga raha tha. Neeche se mujhe zyada to nahi dikha, lekin maine andaaza lagaya ki koi na koi uske tools zaroor pakde hue hoga. Main jaldi se apne flat mein dakhil hua—darwaza pehle se khula hua tha. Maine iska faayda uthaya aur bade haule se balcony ke paas gaya, un dono ki baatein sunne ki koshish karne laga. Lekin baat to kuchh ho hi nahi rahi thi—ajeeb sa sannata pasra hua tha. Maine kuchh samaan uthane ki awaaz lagayi to Noor mere paas aayi. Woh upar se neeche tak kaale burqe mein khadi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi usne saara samaan mujhe thama diya aur boli, “Ekdam bekaar karigar hai. Keel bhi nahi thok paa raha hai sahi se.” Yeh sun maine hans diya aur kaha, “Sabse sasta yahi tha, Noor.” Yeh sun woh bhi hasne lagi.
Main balcony mein gaya. Wahan jaise hi usne mujhe dekha, aage badhkar usne meri shirt ka collar pakad liya aur dheere se, lekin gusse mein, bola, “Saale, tune bola tha ki teri rishtedaar hai. Behenchod, mujhe phasana chahta hai? Apni biwi ko rishtedaar bana ke bata raha hai!” Maine uska haath badi mushkil se jhatka aur maine bhi gusse se, lekin dheere se, bola, “Tujhe kya farak padta hai? Woh meri kuchh bhi lage, tune kaam kiya ki nahi?” Meri yeh baat sun woh hasne laga, meri taraf ghoor ke dekha aur bola, “Dekh, tune sahi kaha. Mujhe zara bhi farak nahi padta ki woh teri ammi ho, biwi ho, ya rishtedaar.” Yeh sunte hi jaise mera lund kisi jaadu ki chhadi ki tarah jhatke khaane laga.
“Tujhe bhadwa banane ka nawabi shauk hai. Mujhse kya? Lekin sach bataun to teri biwi bahut saaf-pak hai.” Usne yeh kaha to mera dil khush hua, aur saath mein mere lund ne jhatke khaye. “Dekh, main teri jo help chahta hai karunga, lekin tujhe meri biwi ko napak karna hoga, samjha?” Uske chehre pe ek kameeni muskaan thi. “Bilkul, mere sartaj. Teri biwi chod ke maza aayega.” Hum dono aise hi khusur-phusur baatein kar rahe the ki andar se Noor ki awaaz aayi, “Chai ban gaya hai, le jaiye na please.” Maine jawaab mein usse kaha, “Noor, chai lete aao na yahan. Main thoda fresh hone ja raha hun.” Maine us kameene ko aankh maar di aur khud wahan se bathroom mein ghus gaya.
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Main bathroom mein ghus gaya tha, haath-muh dho raha tha, lekin kaan balcony ki taraf lage hue the—kuchh sunai de to lazzat mile. Noor chai leke upar aayi, usne cup wahan rakha aur us kameene ko dete hue chupchaap khadi rahi. Main chhupke se darwaze ke peechhe se jhaank raha tha. Woh harami chai lete hue bola, “Bhabhi, aapki chai to lajawab hai. Roz banaogi mere liye?” Uski kameeni muskaan aur awaaz mein woh gandagi thi jo mujhe andar tak jala rahi thi—achchha jala rahi thi. Noor ekdam sakht ho gayi, dheere se boli, “Bas kaam karo,” lekin woh rukne wala tha kya? “Aap itni sundar ho, shauhar lucky hai,” usne kaha, cup haath mein liye aur thodi si doori kam karte hue. Mera lund ekdam lohe ki tarah tan gaya, dil itni tez dhadak raha tha ki saans ruk si gayi.
Noor ka chehra badal gaya. Woh peechhe hati aur sakht awaaz mein boli, “Yeh tarah ki baat mat karo.” Phir woh jaldi se neeche Ammi ke paas chali gayi, chai wahan chhodkar. Woh harami hasne laga, cup uthaya aur maze se peene laga—jaise kuchh hua hi na ho. Main bathroom se nikla, dil mein aag aur lazzat ka tufaan liye, aur balcony pe uske paas gaya. Dheere se poochha, “Kya hua?” Woh kameena muskaya, “Saaf-pak hai, par thodi si baat hui. Chai achchhi banati hai.” Meri aankhein chamak gayi, lekin maine daba ke kaha, “Aur koshish karo—video chahiye.” Usne sar hilaya, “Kal phir aata hun. Dheere-dheere khulegi,” aur meri rooh tak woh baat chhoo gayi—lund jhatke maarne laga.
Raat ko khane pe Noor chup si thi, jaise kuchh kehna chahti ho. Main dil tham ke poochha, “Market mein sab theek tha na, Ammi ke saath?” Woh ruk gayi, phir boli, “Woh karigar ajeeb hai—baatein karta hai jo theek nahi. Ammi ko bolna jaldi khatam kare.” Mera dil zor se dhadka, lekin maine chehra thanda rakha, “Haan, main usse bolta hun,” aur andar se sochne laga—yeh gussa matlab uski pakki chaal mein aa rahi hai. Raat ko maine us kameene ko text kiya: “Kal thodi aur zor laga. Video ke liye baat badhao.” Usne jawaab diya, “Saala, mushkil maal hai, par maza aayega,” aur meri neend udd gayi. Main phir bathroom me gaya aur lund ka paani nikala aur phir main so gaya.
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Agle din main office mein tha, mera saara dhyan ghar ki taraf tha, lekin main is manhoos jagah mein atka hua tha. Har din ghar bhi jaldi nahi jaa sakta tha, aur mere calls ko us kameene ne nahi uthaya, na hi mere text ka koi jawaab diya. Mera lund din bhar Qutub Minar bana raha, soch-soch ke ki us balcony mein kya chal raha hai.
Shaam ko main ghar ke liye nikla. Kuchh der mein ghar pahuncha to Noor kitchen mein nasta bana rahi thi. Maine aate hi poochha, “Noor, kaam kaisa chal raha hai? Maine use jaldi karne ko kaha hai.” Noor muskura ke boli, “Us gadhe ko sirf baat banana aata hai, kaam karna nahi. Kaise namune ko pakad laaye ho, Rizwan ke abbu?” Noor ki muskan mein ek raaz chipa hua tha, jise dekh mere andar ka dajjal jaag gaya. Ho na ho, Noor ko us kameene se baat karne mein maza aa raha tha.
Maine dobara chhat pe jaa usse call lagaya. Is dafa usne phone utha liya, aakhirkaar.
- “Kya hua aaj? Kuchh daal gali?” Main seedha point pe aaya, seedha sawaal kiya.
- “Mere baap, apki biwi bahut strict hai yaar. Seedhe muh baat bhi nahi karti. Daal khaak galegi?”
- “Gal rahi baat?”
- “Kya matlab?”
- “Hans-muska ke tere baare mein bol rahi thi. Tu aage badh, kal use chhoone ki koshish kar.”
- “Woh to theek hai, mere baap, lekin mujhe nahi lagta aisi sakht aurat se chaar-panch din mein baat banegi. Kuchh zyada hi shareef hai.”
- “Haan, woh to hai, lekin woh aurat bhi to hai.”
- “Main samjha nahi.”
- “Isme kya samajhna? Humne tees din se nahi kiya hai. Andar garmi to hogi hi na.”
- “Achchha, achchha. Dekhta hun kal kya hota hai.”
Maine phone kaat diya. Main chhat pe hi kone mein baith gaya aur Noor aur us ladke ki soch-soch ke lund hilana shuru kar diya.
Jab main kuchh waqt ke baad neeche kamre mein aaya to Noor mera wait kar rahi thi. Uske shareer pe pink rang ki nighty thi. Main jaanta tha ki woh kya chahti thi, lekin mera plan kuchh aur tha. Uske liye main Noor ko tadpaata hi rakhna chahta tha. Lekin ek baat tay thi—us kameene ne jo kuchh Noor se kaha, asar to hua. Maine Noor ko nazarandaaz kar so gaya.
Agla din main office mein baitha sapne dekh raha tha. Shaam hui to main ghar ko nikal gaya—mera dil bechain tha. Main jaanna chahta tha ki aakhir kya hua din bhar. Maine aaj us ladke ko call nahi kiya tha. Ghar pahuncha to dekha ki Noor kamre mein leti hui thi, aur Ammi baby ke saath TV mein busy thi. Maine Ammi se balcony ki baat poochhi to unhone bola, “Imran, mujhe kya maloom? Noor ko hi pata hoga.” Main Noor ke paas gaya to woh halki neend mein thi. Main use jagaana sahi nahi samjha aur balcony mein gaya. Wahan bilkul bekaar kaam kiya hua tha, jise dekh maine sir peet liya.
Isi tarah do aur din beet gaye. Kaam jaise-taise us ladke ne to kar diya, lekin jis kaam ke liye maine use bulaya tha, usme bilkul daal nahi gali. Noor ek nihayati shareef aurat thi. Maine us ladke ko chai-paani ke liye resto le gaya aur chaar-panch dinon mein beeti baaton ko sunane laga. “Mere bhai, teri biwi ekdam strict hai yaar. Chutkule tak pe nahi muskati. Baat kya khaak hogi?” Maine uski taraf dekh ke kaha, “Kuchh nahi hua?” Ispe usne teekhi awaaz mein kaha, “Bilkul nahi hua.” Maine apna sar pakad liya. “Achchha, tum kya kehte ho? Kya karna chahiye mujhe?” Ispe woh ladka sochne laga. “Dekh madarchod, teri biwi ko pataana aasaan kaam nahi hai. Time lagega, aur teri help bhi. Lekin agar tu chahe to main use pata hi lunga.” Yeh sun mera lund phir se kasne laga. “Kya help chahiye?” Usne wapas kaha, “Dekh, teri biwi ko pataane ke liye romance ki zarurat padegi.” Main thoda sa confused ho gaya. “Main samjha nahi. Romance matlab?” Usne phir meri taraf dekha aur bola, “Love saale, ishq-pyaar. Teri biwi ko asli mein pyar mein giraana hoga, tab baat banegi. Tu samjha?” Main uski baat samajh to gaya tha, lekin bola, “Arre yaar, yeh sab karne mein kitna waqt lag jayega?” Ispe usne meri taraf ghoor ke dekha, “Tu chah le to bahut jald, tu use ignore karna suru kar de” aur woh hasne laga.
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Mujhe samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki woh ladka kya chahta hai. Isi beech ek hafta aur beet gaya. Mere aur Noor ke beech sex band tha pichhle ek mahine se. Noor ki murjhayi hui aankhein uske andar ki mayoosi ko dikhati thi, lekin main use ignore kar raha tha—jaisa us ladke ne kaha tha. Main baar-baar us ladke se uska plan poochh raha tha, lekin woh idhar-udhar ki baatein bol mujhe taal raha tha.
Ek aur mahina beet gaya. Main dheere-dheere sab kuchh bhool sa gaya tha. Mujhe ab aisa lagne laga tha ki us ladke ko bhula dena sahi hai. Main aise hi office mein baitha kaam kar raha tha ki usi harami ka message aata hai:
- “Daal gal gayi.”
Main pehle use padha, phir dobara padha, phir kayi dafa padha. Jab samajh mein nahi aaya to maine usi ko call kar diya—office se hi. Main itna excited tha ki bahar bhi nahi gaya.
- “Kya hua? Kaisi daal? Kya hua, batao!”
- “Arre, maine kaha tha na ki tu use ignore karna shuru kar de, usi se baat ban gayi.”
- “Matlab hua kya?”
- “Arre, teri biwi ko maine apna phone number diya tha. Aaj usne message kiya hai, haha!”
- “Sach batao!”
- “Bilkul sach. Lekin ab teri help chahiye hogi mujhe.”
- “Bilkul, jo tum kaho. Kya help chahiye?”
- “Dekh, teri biwi ek chhoomui hai. Dheere-dheere sab karna padega.”
- “Haan, lekin kya karna padega?”
- “Mujhe aaram se usse milne mein help chahiye hogi.”
- “Bilkul!”
Mera lund phir ek dafa akda hua penchkas lag raha tha. Mera dil dhadak raha tha.
- “Tu help karta ja, aur phir dekh jaadu.”
Usne phone kaat diya. Main seedha office ke bathroom mein gaya aur apna lund hilane laga. Kareeb do baar paani bahaane ke baad main wapas apne desk pe aaya. Meri aankhein chamak si rahi thi.
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Main shaam ko ghar aaya. Ghar mein meri Ammi baby ke saath busy thi, Abbu wapas aa gaye the aur kuchh reading kar rahe the. Main seedha Noor ke paas kitchen mein gaya. Wahan usne mujhe dekha to chupchaap spoon utha chai banane lagi, bina kuchh bole.
Maine hi dheere se Noor ko kaha, “Noor, nasta bhi de do, bhookh lagi hai.” Yeh sun usne haami bhari aur mujhe dining table pe jaane ko kaha. Main excitement se halat kharab tha. Dining kamre ke bajaye main seedha apne kamre mein gaya. Wahan mez pe Noor ki phone padi thi—ek sasti si Motorola, jisme koi lock nahi tha. Maine phone khola, sent messages dekhe, aur wahin tha woh sunehra message—usi number pe jis se main baatein karta tha. Ek chhoti si message likhi hui thi:
- “Milna tha na, bolo kahan.”
Yeh chhoti si text padh mera lund jaise phootne pe aa gaya. Main daud ke bathroom gaya aur itni tezi se lund hilane laga ki saala khoon nikal gaya. Lekin mujhe koi parwah nahi thi. Main us text ko soch-soch ke apna maal nikala aur haanfne laga.
Kuchh der mein wapas dining table pe gaya. Wahan khana-nasta rakha hua tha, saath mein garam chai. Main nasta utha hi raha tha ki mujhe message aata hai—usi ka. Maine kone mein phone khol li:
- “Dekh, teri biwi se milna hai. Market le aa na.”
- “Ok.”
Maine nasta kiya, chai pi. Mera lund chai se bhi zyada kadak phir se jhul raha tha. Mujhe order mila tha—apni biwi ko milwane ka. Main lazzat se bhara hua tha—aisa lag raha tha jaise maine drugs le li ho. Meri shareef aur nek biwi ka message aur phir us ladke ka order—mera to jaise lund steel ban chuka tha.
Main andhera hote hi TV hall mein gaya aur sabke saamne kaha, “Main market ja raha hun. Kuchh samaan bhi laana hai kya?” Main Noor ke jawaab ka intezaar kar raha tha, lekin woh chup rahi. Ammi-Abbu ne bhi kuchh nahi bola to main akele hi niraash ghar se nikalne laga. Lekin isse pehle ki main bahar nikalta, Noor jaldi se mere paas aayi aur dheere se mujhse kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, periods ke pads lene hain. Main bhi chalti hun. Ammi-Abbu ke saamne bolne mein…” Maine muskura diya, “Achchha achchha, tum yeh pehen lo. Main bike nikal leta hun.”
Main bike pe Noor ka intezaar kar raha tha. Kuchh der mein Noor pure parde mein, full burqa pehen aati hai aur bike ke peechhe baith jaati hai. Main bike ko market ki taraf nikal gaya.
Hum market mein pahunch gaye. Main pahunchte hi us kameene ko dekh liya—woh usi OYO ke paas paanwadi ki dukaan pe tha. Main Noor ko leke us paanwadi ke jitna kareeb ho sake utna kareeb gaadi roka aur kaha, “Noor, main paanch minute mein aata hun. Tum bike pe nazar rakhna.” Main Noor ko chhod thodi door chala gaya, aur meri nazar usi disha mein tik gayi.
Mere jaane ke ek minute baad woh harami meri bike ke paas aa gaya. Usne bhi mujhe aata dekh liya tha aur woh Noor se baatein karne laga. Main itni door tha ki kuchh sun to nahi paa raha tha, lekin maine Noor ko haule se hanste dekh machal sa gaya. Maine yun to paanch minute kaha tha Noor ko, lekin main un dono ke beech kebab mein haddi nahi banana chahta tha. Isliye maine door se hi dekhta raha unki baatein. Shuru mein chup khadi Noor bhi bol rahi thi, hans rahi thi, jise dekh main lazzat se pagal hua jaa raha tha. Kareeb bees minute baad jab woh ladka khud alag hua to main do minute baad wapas bike ke paas aaya. Mujhe dekhte hi Noor ne poochha, “Itni der kahan phas gaye the?” Maine phir ek safed jhooth bola, “Uske paas chhutta nahi tha.”
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Main ghar pahuncha. Noor kitchen mein chali gayi, aur maine seedha us harami ko call lagaya.
- “Kya hua aaj?”
- “Kuchh khaas nahi yaar, bas baat-cheet.”
- “Aage kya karna hai?”
- “Aage koi tareeka dhoondho ki hum dono khullam-khulla mil sakein daily.”
- “Kaise?”
- “Yeh to tumhe dekhna padega.”
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Main agle din office mein yahi soch raha tha ki aakhir main kaise intezaam karun Noor aur us ladke ka milna-julna. Ghar se bahar jaa pana to bahut hi mushkil tha Ammi-Abbu ki wajah se. Abbu to phir bhi ghar se bahar jaate rehte the, lekin Ammi to ghar mein hi padi rehti thi. Phir maine socha ki kya main hi roz un dono ko milaun? Yeh sunne mein lazzatdar to tha, lekin practical nahi tha. Phir mere dimag mein ghanti baji—agar woh kameena delivery boy ban jaye to? Maine jhat se use phone milaya.
- “Dekho, mere paas ek idea hai.”
- “Kya be?”
- “Agar tum delivery boy ban jao to baat ban sakti hai.”
- “Behenchod, pehle tune mujhe mazdoor bana diya, ab yeh? Haath saale, main kuchh nahi banunga!”
- “Arre mere bhai, samajh zara. Samaan hi to laana hai, phir ghar mein bhi reh sakte ho. Ammi dopahar mein soyi rehti hai, aur Abbu bahar rehte hain.”
- “Aisa kya?”
- “Haan, main tera number deke Noor ko bol deta hun ki koi samaan kam pade to tujhse mangwa le.”
- “Chut ke liye saala kya-kya karna pad raha hai.”
Main hanste hue phone kaat diya, aur phir maine Noor ko phone lagaya. Use us ladke ka number diya aur bataya ki koi samaan chahiye to call karke bula le apne se. Usne sehmati mein phone kaat diya.
Mera plan lagbhag set sa lag raha tha, lekin mujhe kaise pata chale ki ghar mein kya chal raha hai? Meri nazar anayas upar uthi aur CCTV camera dikha—dimag ki ghanti baj gayi. Maine turant Amazon se teen mini CCTV camera order kar diya.
Us raat main ghar pe aaya to ajeeb sa laga mujhe. Noor, jo mayoosh rehti thi, haule-haule muska rahi thi. Main use dekh muskaya aur kitchen mein jhaanka to egg crate pade hue the jo Noor ne mangwaya tha. Main yeh dekh khush ho gaya aur poochha, “Achchha, delivery boy se samaan mangwane bhi lagi?” Ispe Noor thodi chaunki, phir haule se sar hila ke boli, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu.”
Us raat main so nahi paa raha tha. Mujhe jaanna tha ki din mein kya hua, lekin saala behenkelode ka phone band aa raha tha. Main zeher ki tarah is tarap ko pi gaya. Agle din main office nikala aur maine us ladke ko dobara call lagaya, lekin uska phone busy aa raha tha. Mera gussa badhta jaa raha tha, lekin tabhi uska call aaya.
- “Saale, phone gaand mein daal rakha hai kya? Utha kyun nahi raha tha?”
- “Teri biwi se baat kar raha tha.”
Yeh sunte hi mera lund ekdam se tan gaya.
- “Abhi itni subah?”
- “Haan.”
- “Kal kya hua?”
- “Kuchh nahi, bas kuchh baatein hui.”
- “Kya baatein?”
- “Yahi ki tu uska khayal nahi rakhta hai, haha!”
- “Haha, tu rakh le na!”
Hum dono jaante the iski wajah. Maine phone kaat diya aur khud office ke kaam mein lag gaya.
Aise hi din beet rahe the. Mujhe maloom tha ki kuchh ho raha hai, lekin mujhe exact nahi pata tha ki kya. Main jab bhi us kameene se update leta, woh hamesha yahi kehta ki baatein ho rahi hain, aur kuchh nahi.
Main ek din faisla kiya ki main jaldi office se aa kar khud dekhunga ki mazaa kya hai. Ek hafta bardasht karne ke baad main office se jaldi teen baje nikala. Main bike se tezi se ghar pahuncha. Saamne bike khadi thi to main muskaya. Maine darwaza ko dhakela to mujhe khula mila. Maine dono ko kitchen mein, phir bedroom mein, aur phir balcony mein dekha to woh kahin nahi dikhe. Mujhe mazaa samajh mein nahi aaya to main sidhiyon se chhat ki taraf gaya. Mujhe phus-phus ki awaaz aayi. Maine darwaze ke kone se dekha to Noor aur woh kameena baithe hue the aur gardening pe baat kar rahe the. Hadd to yeh thi ki Noor ne abhi bhi veil pehen rakha tha. Mujhe hansi aa gayi—kyunki yeh jhooth nahi bol raha tha.
Main wahan se bina awaaz kiye nikala aur phir use message kar ghar ke paas ek park ke paas bulaya. Woh kareeb das minute baad wahin pe aaya. Use dekhte hi main hans diya aur bola, “Tum saale do mahine mein sirf baat kar paaye, lanat ho tujhpe.” Ispe woh gussa ho gaya, “Bhadwe saale, teri biwi ko kitna darr lagta hai ghar mein, zara idea hai, behenchod?” Maine uski baat dhyan se suni. “Tumhara matlab kya hai?” Usne jawaab diya, “Matlab yeh ki teri Ammi ghar pe rehti hai. Woh gharelu aurat kabhi free mind reh hi nahi sakti.” Uski baat mujhe sahi lagi—kyunki mere bedroom mein chhipaye CCTV mein ek din bhi footage nahi aaya tha.
Maine usse dobara poochha, “Kya karna hoga yaar? Ghar se nikalna to namumkin lag raha hai mujhe.” Ispe woh kuchh soch ke bola, “Teri Ammi-Abbu ko kuchh din rishtedaar ke yahan ya tere bhai ke paas kyun nahi bhej deta?” Maine apna sar naa mein hilaya, “Nahi hai possible. Unki marzi hai yahan rehne ki, kaat nahi sakta.” Ispe woh kuchh der socha aur bola, “Dekh, tu biwi ko khilane-pilane bahar le jaata tha na?” Maine turant jawaab diya, “Haan, kabhi-kabhi.” Ispe usne mujhe ghoora aur bola, “Dekh, tu resto ke bahane bazaar le aa, phir use akela chhod ke fut le na. Baaki mujhpe chhod de.” Maine use bataya, “Yaar, woh ghar jaane ki zidd karegi agar mera koi emergency aa jaye.” Ispe usne upar aasman ko dekha aur bola, “Kya jalebi hai yeh. Achchha, ek kaam kar sakta hai—tu bahar phone mein laga rehna, andar mere saath. Kya kehta hai?” Main thoda shock ho gaya, “Yeh to…” Main aage kuchh bol pata, woh wahan se nikal gaya.
Agli din hi Saturday thi. Maine Noor ko plan bataya ki khaane-peene chalna hai—sirf hum dono ko. Woh meri baat sun ke khush ho gayi.
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