Misc. Erotica Nisha ki Life : Puraana Mohalla

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Chapter 4

Agli subah, Nisha ek white t-shirt aur jeans pehen kar college jaane ke liye taiyaar ho gayi. Pata nahi kya baat thi, lekin har roz se aaj Nisha ko zyada taro taaza mehsoos ho raha tha, jaise raat ke anubhav ne use ek nayi oorja di ho. Uske chehre par halki chamak thi aur uske kadamon mein ek anokhi halkeepan.
Usne Nimmi ko phone ghumaya.
Nisha: "Nimmo, main ab nikal rahi hoon ghar se. Main tera bus stop pe intzaar karungi."
Nimmi, neend mein karaahti hui kehti hai: "Arey Nishu, main nahi aa rahi aaj, mujhe julaab lage hue hain."
Nisha has di: "Hahahah! Theek hai theek hai, apna dhyan rakh." Aur Nisha akele hi bus stop ki taraf rawana ho jaati hai. Uske mann mein subah ki thandak aur ek anjaani si utsukta thi.

Bus aati hai aur Nisha bus mein chadh jaati hai. Aaj bus mein kal ke muqaable kaafi kam bheed thi. Lekin fir bhi saari seats full thi, standing log nahi the aaj. Bus thodi khaali thi, jisse mahol thoda shant tha.
Conductor ne Nisha ko aaj uss white top aur jeans mein dekha toh uska muh khula ka khula hi reh gaya. Nisha ne aaj halka-phulka makeup aur lipstick bhi lagayi hui thi, jo uski khoobsurati ko aur nikhaar rahi thi. Uska cleavage aaj aur bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Conductor ki gandi nazrein Nisha ke jism par tik gayi thi.
Nisha ne conductor ko usse aise ghurte dekha toh uske trikon  mein geelapan sa mehsoos hone laga. Woh nazrein jhukaaye khadi rahi, uske andar ek ajeeb si halchal thi, sharam aur ek anchaahi aakarshan ka mishran.
Bus chal padi. Kuch der baad conductor Nisha ke paas aaya toh Nisha ne apna bus ka monthly paas dikha diya. Conductor ne pass gaur se dekha aur Nisha ke jism ko nihaarte hue bola, "Wah, tumhara naam bhi tumhari hi tarah sundar hai, Nisha." Uski awaaz mein ek chiknaahat thi.
Nisha kuch naa boli, bas chup chaap khadi rahi.
Conductor: "Arey tum khadi kyun ho? Meri seat khaali hai, baith jaao." Usne apni seat ki taraf ishara kiya.
Nisha ne bhi socha, "Kab tak khadi rahungi?" Aur agar zyada khadi rahi toh yeh conductor kal wali harkat dohraayega. "Na baba na, aaj toh bus mein bheed bhi kam hai, kisi ne dekh liya toh main muh dikhaane ke bhi laayak nahi rahungi." Nisha yahi sochti hui conductor ki seat pe baith jaati hai. Uske dil mein ek darr tha, par woh bechaini bhi uske andar ghar kar chuki thi.

Kuch der baad conductor bhi aake Nisha ki bagal mein baith gaya. Nisha mann hi mann sochi, "Kamina kahi ka, yeh kyun aaya?" Uski dhadkanein tez ho gayi thi.
Conductor Nisha se sat ke baith gaya. Conductor ki jaanghein Nisha ki bhaari jaanghon ko chhu rahi thi. Nisha ki komal baahein conductor ke khande ko chhu rahi thi. Ek ajeeb si garmahat dono ke jismon ke beech thi. Nisha ko uske sparsh se bechaini ho rahi thi, par woh khud ko rok nahi pa rahi thi.
Conductor ne fir apna haath Nisha ki peeth peeche lejaake uski nangi peeth ko chhua. Ek current sa Nisha ke jism mein dauda. Nisha ne gusse se conductor ki ore dekha. Conductor battisi dikha diya – woh paan tambaaku khaake laal hue daant uski besharmi ko aur badha rahe the.
Conductor: "Woh bahot choti seat hai isliye haath lag gaya." Uske chehre par ek gandi si muskaan thi.
Nisha ne gaur kiya conductor ke daant paan tambaaku khaake laal hue pade the. Usse dekh ke ubkaayi si aayi aur usne muh pher liya. Lekin uske jism mein ab bhi woh current sa daud raha tha, jo use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki pasand aa raha hai ya nahi.

Bus ab aage badh rahi thi, aur jaise-jaise stop aate gaye, bheed kam hoti chali gayi. Log apne-apne gyaatavya par utarte chale gaye. Ab Nisha aur conductor ki seat ke aas-paas ki saari seats laghbhag khaali thi. Bus mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi thi, jise sirf bus ke engine ki awaaz aur sadak ka shor tod raha tha. Nisha fir khidki se bahar dekh rahi thi, apne andar chal rahe toofan ko dabane ki koshish mein.
Tab Conductor ka haath Nisha ko apni jaanghon pe mehsoos hua. Nisha ka jism ek pal ke liye sakht ho gaya, lekin usne koi reaction nahi diya. Shayad woh darr, sharam aur us naye ehsaas ke beech ulajh gayi thi jo uske andar janam le raha tha. Conductor ka hausla badha aur usne apna ticket wala bag apni aur Nisha ki satti hui jaanghon ke upar rakh diya, jisse andar kya ho raha hai woh kisi ko naa dikhe. Bag ki aad mein, usne apna haath aage badha ke apni ungli upar ki aur khiska di aur jeans ke upar se hi Nisha ke trikon pe apni ungliyaan pher di.
Nisha ko jaise 440 volt ka jhatka laga. Uska poora jism kaanp gaya. Uske munh se haule se phusphusahat nikali – "Yeh kyaa kar rahe ho aap? Please hosh mein rahiye, hum bus mein hain?" Uski awaaz mein darr aur ek anchaahi kamzori saaf jhalak rahi thi.
Conductor dheere se phusphusaya, uski saansein Nisha ki gardan par pad rahi thi, "Tu bahot sundar aur sexy hai. Jab se tujhe dekha hai, mera khada ho gaya hai." Uski aankhon mein ek gandi chamak thi.
Nisha gusse se chup kariye, "Main ek shadi shuda aurat hoon, Aapki umar ka lihaaj kar rahi hoon, varna complain kardeti. Kal bhi aapne mere angon ke saath apna woh ragda tha." Uske lehje mein ghinn thi, par woh shaktiheen mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Conductor dheere se phusphusaya, "Haan. Agar teri saheli naa aati toh mera paani aise hi nikal hi jata." Uske chehre par besharmi ki muskaan thi.
Nisha – "Chiii, kitni gandi baatein karte hain, aap mujhse dugani umar ke hain, kuch toh sharam karo."
Conductor – "Toh kya hua? Tu ek aurat hai woh bhi kheli-khaayi aur main ek mard. Ismein umar ka kya lena dena?" Uski awaaz mein dabav tha, uske shabdon mein ek ajeeb si besharmi thi.
Nisha – "Ab aap bas kijiye bakwaas, varna main apki complain kardungi." Nisha ki awaaz ab bhi dheemi thi, woh ladne ki himmat nahi juta pa rahi thi.
Nisha ko iss baat ka pata hi nahi chala ki Conductor ne chori-chupe bag ki aad mein uski jeans ka hook khol diya tha. Aur conductor ne ab apni do ungliyaan Nisha ke trikon pe rakh di. Isspe Nisha ki saansein tez ho gayi. Uske munh se ek siskaari nikali – "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ufff, mat karo naa koi dekh lega." Ab Nisha behakne lagi thi, uska jism uske control mein nahi tha. Andar ki aag use jala rahi thi, aur woh sparsh us aag ko aur badha rahe the.
Lekin fir uske college ka stop aaya. Bus rukte hi, conductor ne apni ungli hata li. Nisha ne apni jeans durusth ki aur chup-chaap bus se utar gayi, bina ek pal bhi ruke, bina peeche dekhe. Uska chehra laal tha, aur uske dil mein kayi anjaane ehsaas the.