Adultery Meri Mummy Bahut Tezi se Badal Gayi.

[Mahendra_]

Agli subah, gaon shant tha, Holi ke rangon ki halki si khushboo abhi bhi thi. Main jaldi uth gaya. Dadee idhar-udhar chakar laga rahi thi, kuch taiyari karte hue, unka chehra chamak raha tha. Mummy kitchen mein thi, unki peeli saree unke gol-mol sharir ko kaske pakde hui thi, unke bade stan aur bhaari gaand ubhar kar dikhai de rahe the jab woh chalti thi.



Maine socha ki mere papa bahut kismat wale hain ki unhe aisi patni mili. Lekin meri mummy ko ek doosra aadmi pasand kar raha tha jab mere papa door the.



Underwear ki outline kapde ke through saaf dikh rahi thi, jo unki gaand ke poore shape ko aur dikhati thi. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki Mukesh ke ghar se wapas aane ke baad Mummy itni chup kyun thi, unka chehra door-door sa lag raha tha jaise woh seedha nahi soch rahi thi. Yeh mujhe pareshan kar raha tha, lekin maine kuch poocha nahi.



Dadee ne pukara, “Mukesh bhai, chai ke liye aao!” jab unhone use bahar se guzarte dekha. Mukesh, safed kurta mein, muskuraya aur aangan mein aaya. Main use dekha, jaan-ne ki ichha ke saath. Uski nazar pehle se hi Mummy par thi.



Woh lamba tha, safed baalon aur mooch wala, aur uski aankhein hamesha Mummy ko dhoondti thi. Main aaj use thoda jaan paya, lekin usme kuch ajeeb sa laga, mujhe samajh nahi aaya kya.

Mummy chulhe par thi, chai bana rahi thi, jab Mukesh andar aaya.



Unhone ek pal ke liye aankhein badi ki, lekin woh chaturai se kaam li, muskurahat shishta rakhi kyunki Dadee wahan thi. Main samajh sakta tha ki Mummy sambhal kar chal rahi thi, shayad isliye kyunki Mukesh ne Holi ke naach mein unki gaand chhui thi ya kaise woh baar-baar unhe apne ghar khana laane ko kehta tha.

Woh nahi chahti thi ki Dadee ko lage ki kuch galat hai, toh woh chup rahi, chai hilaati hui, unke stan thoda hil rahe the. Mukesh jaan-bujhkar unke bagal mein chhote table par baitha, uski kursi itni paas thi ki unke baazu lagbhag chhoo rahe the. Mummy hairaan lagi, lekin unhone ise chhupaya, chai dhaalte hue haath sthir rakhe.



Jab hum chai pee rahe the, Mukesh ki nazar baar-baar Mummy ke bade stanon par ja rahi thi, jo blouse mein mushkil se samaye hue the.







Mummy ne dekha, unke gaal laal ho gaye, lekin unhone apni nazar cup par rakhi, jaise kuch dekha hi nahi. Uski nazar nidar thi, jaise use parwah nahi ki Dadee ya main dekh rahe hain. Main saamne baitha, apna cup pakde, soch raha tha ki woh aise kyun dekh raha hai.



Dadee: “Mukesh bhai, aapko yahan chai ke liye bulana kitna accha hai. Hum aise baithte nahi aksar. Aapke ghar mein sab theek hai?”



Mukesh: “Sab theek hai, behen, aapka shukriya mujhe bulane ke liye. Holi ke baad gaon mein jaan aa gayi hai. Tumhari chai hamesha sabse achhi hoti hai, Raani.”



Woh Mummy ki taraf muskuraya, uski nazar unke stanon par thami hui.

Mummy: “Shukriya, Mukesh ji. Yeh bas sadharan chai hai, kuch khaas nahi. Aapko pasand aayi, yeh accha hai.”



Unhone apni awaaz shant rakhi, Dadee ki taraf dekhte hue.

Dadee: “Oh, mujhe yaad aaya! Raani, tumhara Mukesh se theek se parichay nahi hua. Mukesh bhai, yeh meri beti Raani hai, Raaj ki maa.”



Mukesh: “Oh, main Raani ko pehle se jaanta hoon, behen. Woh bahut meherbaan hai, mere ghar khana laati hai. Sach mein ek shandaar aurat.”



Uski awaaz mulayam thi, uski nazar Mummy ke stanon par jami hui, hothon par muskurahat thi.



Dadee: “Raani mera garv hai, Mukesh bhai. Maine use sundar aur shishta banaya, hamesha doosron ki madad karti hai. Woh kitni achhi aurat ban gayi hai, hai na?”



Jab Dadee bol rahi thi, Mukesh bas Mummy ko ghoorta raha, uski muskurahat aur badi ho gayi, uski nazar unke stanon par jami hui. Mummy apni jagah par thodi hili, unki saree unki gol-mol gaand par chipki hui, underwear ki outline uske gol shape ko dikhati thi.



Mummy: “Ma, aap mujhe sharminda kar rahi hain! Please, aisi taareef band karo. Main bas wahi karti hoon jo aapne sikhaya.”



Woh dheeme se hansi, neeche dekhte hue, unke gaal laal ho gaye.



Mukesh: “Sharmao mat, Raani. Tumhari maa sahi kehti hai, tum khaas ho. Itni meherbaan aur sundar aurat se milna mushkil hai.”



Uski nazar unke stanon par thi, bina jhapke.

Dadee: “Mat sharmao, Raani, mujhe tum par garv hai! Mukesh bhai, Raani hamesha se madadgaar rahi hai, jab se woh chhoti thi. Aur yeh jaan lo, woh Aarav se khushi se shadi-shuda hai, Raaj ke papa.”



Jab Dadee ne Papa ka zikr kiya, Mukesh ke chehre par kuch badla. Uski muskurahat thodi si kam hui, jaise use yeh sunna pasand nahi aaya ki Mummy ki shadi hai. Mujhe nahi pata uska chehra kyun udaas laga, lekin uski aankhein ek pal ke liye andheri si ho gayi, phir usne zabardasti sar hilaya.



Mukesh: “Bilkul, behen, yeh toh accha hai. Raani kismat wali hai ki uska aisa parivaar hai. Main bas uski meherbani ke liye shukrguzaar hoon.”



Uski awaaz shishta thi, lekin uski nazar aur bhookhi ho gayi, Mummy ki sundarta par dhyaan dete hue.



Dadee ke Papa ka zikr karne ke baad, Mukesh Mummy ki sundarta mein aur bhi dilchaspi dikha raha tha, uski nazar unke stanon aur unki saree jo unki gol-mol gaand ko kaske pakdi thi, us par thi. Mummy chai peeti rahi, uski nazar se bachti hui, lekin main samajh sakta tha ki woh uski nazar mehsus kar rahi thi.



Dadee: “Mukesh bhai, tum jaante ho Raani hamesha madad ke liye taiyar hai. Woh khana banane, safai karne, sab mein achhi hai! Tum kismat wale ho ki woh yahan hai tumhe khana laane ke liye.”



Mummy: “Ma, bas karo! Aap mujhe Mukesh ji ke saamne sharminda kar rahi hain. Main bas jo kar sakti hoon, karti hoon, bas.”

Woh neeche dekhi, unki ungliyan cup par kasi hui thi.



Mukesh: “Raani, tumhari maa galat nahi hai. Tum pehle se hi meri bahut madad kar chuki ho. Sach kahoon, mujhe aaj mere ghar mein thodi madad chahiye—kuch safai aur vyavastha ke liye.”

Uska lehja saadha tha, lekin uski aankhon mein kuch aur chamak thi.



Mummy thodi hichkichayi, unke hoth khule jaise woh naa kehna chahti thi. Unhone Dadee ki taraf dekha, phir Mukesh ki taraf, unka chehra asahaj tha.



Dadee: “Raani, tumhe Mukesh bhai ki madad karni chahiye! Yeh bas thodi si kaam hai, aur tum isme itni achhi ho. Woh akela hai, bechara, use sahare ki zarurat hai.”



Mummy: “Theek hai, Ma, main Mukesh ji ki madad karungi. Koi pareshani nahi, shayad. Bas pehle yahan ka kaam khatam kar loon.”



Unhone zabardasti muskuraya, unki aankhein asahaj thi.



Dadee: “Yeh meri ladki! Mukesh bhai, Raani sabse achhi madadgaar hai. Woh tumhara ghar jaldi se theek kar degi.”



Mukesh: “Mujhe yakeen hai, behen. Main bahut shukrguzaar hoon, Raani. Tum sach mein ekdam alag ho.”



Woh Mummy ko hawas bhari nazar se dekha, uski muskurahat badi, khush ki woh maan gayi.

Mummy sharma ke neeche dekhi, unke gaal laal, jab Mukesh ki nazar unke stanon par thi. Woh Dadee se taareef band karne ko kehti rahi, lekin Dadee bas hansi, Mummy kitni achhi hai yeh kehti rahi. Main dekhta raha, uljhan mein, aur kuch kehne ka faisla kiya.



Main: “Mummy, aap phir Mukesh ji ke ghar ja rahi hain? Jaldi wapas aaogi na?”



Mummy: “Haan, Raaj, main thodi der ke liye madad karne jaungi. Jaldi wapas aaungi, chinta mat karo. Baad mein hum khelenge, theek hai?”



Unhone mujhe muskurakar dekha, lekin unki muskurahat aankhon tak nahi pahunchi.



Dadee baat karti rahi, Mummy ki meherbani ki taareef karti hui. Mukesh ki nazar unse hati nahi, uski nazar hawas se bhari thi, khaas kar unke stanon par.



Mummy chup rahi, unki saree unki bhaari gaand par chipki hui thi jab woh hili, kapda uske poore shape ko dikhata tha. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki Mukesh itna dilchaspi kyun dikha raha tha, ya Mummy kyun asahaj lag rahi thi lekin madad karne ko maan gayi. Yeh ajeeb laga, jaise kuch chhupa hua tha.



Dadee: “Oh, main toh bhool hi gayi thi batana! Tumhare Dada mujhe kuch hi der mein honeymoon trip par le ja rahe hain. Hum do mahine ke liye naye jagah ghumne jayenge!”



Mummy: “Yeh toh shandaar hai, Ma! Aap aur Papa iske haqdaar ho. Khoob maza karo!”

Unki awaaz garam thi, lekin unka chehra abhi bhi pareshan lag raha tha.

Mukesh: “Yeh toh badi khabar hai, behen! Honeymoon aap dono ke liye perfect hai. Har pal ka maza lo!”



Uski muskurahat chamakdar thi, lekin uski aankhein Mummy ki taraf dekhi, jaise woh kuch aur soch raha ho.



Main: “Dadee, aap ja rahe ho? Yeh toh bahut cool hai! Mere liye kuch laana, theek hai?”

Main muskura diya, unke liye utsaahit.



Mujhe pata tha ki Dadee ka yeh trip Mukesh aur Mummy ko ek doosre ko aur jaanne ka waqt dega. Maine socha yeh accha hai, jaise woh dost ban sakte hain, lekin mujhe Mukesh ke iraadon ka nahi pata tha.



Uski nazrein, jis tarah usne Holi ke dauraan Mummy ki gaand chhui, aur kaise woh baar-baar unhe apne ghar bulata tha—yeh sab ajeeb laga, lekin main samajh nahi paya kyun.



Mummy cup saaf karne ke liye uthi, unki gol-mol gaand thodi uchhal rahi thi, saree uske shape ko dikhati thi. Mukesh unki har harkat dekhta raha, khush, aur main wahan baitha, apni khilone wali car pakde, sochta raha ki aage kya hoga