08-07-2025, 08:05 PM
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Main subah utha toh ghar mein sannata tha. Kamre mein thodi si roshni pardoon se aa rahi thi. Ghadi mein subah ke 7 baj rahe the, lekin koi awaaz nahi—naa toh bartanon ki khanak, naa Maa ke subah ke kaam ki gungunahat.Maa aur Mukesh, jo hamari zindagi mein ekdum se ahem ho gaya tha, dono so rahe the. Kal raat ki hansi meri yaad mein aayi—Maa ki awaaz deewaron ke paar se aayi thi, jo kayi saalon mein itni khush nahi sunayi di thi.
Main bistar se utha, nange paaon thandi tiles pe rakhe, aur dil mein ek chhoti si jigyasa si bandhi.Main dheere se Maa ke kamre ki taraf chala, dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Gallery mein andhera tha, band darwaaze ke aaspaas parchhaaiyaan thi. Main ruk gaya, haathon se darwaaza halka sa chhua, phir dheere se knock kiya. “Maa?” maine halki awaaz mein bulaya.
Koi jawab nahi.Maine phir zor se knock kiya. “Maa, uth gayi ho?” Darwaaza khula, aur wahan Maa thi, chehra jaise subah ka suraj chamak raha ho. Kaale baalon ka jharna, ek patli nightie jo uske poore badan aur gol naabhi ko dikha rahi thi, uski khubsurti jhalak rahi thi.Uski aankhein khushi se chamak rahi thi, jaise main chhota tha tab dekha tha.
Woh muskuraayi aur mere baal sehlaaye. “Raj, mera pyara beta!” woh boli, awaaz mein garmahat thi. “Good morning, beta! Neend achhi aayi? Itni jaldi uth gaya! Maine socha nahi tha tu abhi uthega.”
Main chonk gaya uski chamak dekhkar.“Haan, Maa, neend theek thi. Tum aaj… bahut khush lag rahi ho.” Woh hasi, ek geet jaisi awaaz gallery mein goonj gayi. “Haan, Raj, main hoon khush.
Tu ghar aaya toh dil khil gaya. Tu mera kitna achha beta hai, hamesha apni maa ka khayal rakhta hai. Tujhe dekhkar dil khush ho jata hai.” Uska haath mere gaal pe ruka, jaise woh pal ko jeena chahti thi. Maine uske peeche jhaanka, kamre mein dekhne ki koshish ki.“Mukesh kahan hai?” maine poocha, awaaz normal rakhi, lekin dil thoda tez chala.
Mukesh, jo mere saath ghanton tak lightsaber khelta tha, mujhe “achha Jedi” kehta tha jab main spin move karta tha, ab ghar mein alag tarah se maujood tha. Maa ki muskurahat thodi si hili, chehre pe thodi si ghabrahat aayi.Usne baal kaan ke peeche kiya aur jaldi se hasi. “Mukesh? Oh, beta, woh kal raat yahin ruk gaya.
Tu jaanta hai naa, usse Star Wars aur purane college ke din ke baare mein baat karna kitna pasand hai—woh baatein karta raha, aur der ho gayi. Maine use yahin sone diya. Bas ek achha padosi ban rahi thi, samjha na.”Uske shabd jaldi jaldi nikle, aur woh haath hila ke muskuraayi, ghabrahat chhupane ke liye. Maine haan mein sir hila diya, uski baat maan li.
“Theek hai, Maa. Tum hamesha sabki madad karti ho.”Mujhe laga kuch galat nahi tha—Maa toh hamesha logon ki madad karti thi, aur Mukesh uska boss aur dost tha. Yeh normal laga. Par phir maine kamra dekha. Chaadar uljhi hui thi, zameen pe giri hui. Ek laal bra bedpost pe latki thi, Mukesh ki shirt darwaaze ke paas padi thi, aur Maa ka silk ka blouse nightstand ke paas dhila pada tha.
Hawa mein ek alag si khushboo thi—paseena aur Maa ke jasmine perfume ka mix, jo naak mein chubh rahi thi. Mukesh bistar pe pada tha, bina shirt ke, uska balon wala seena dheere dheere uth raha tha, chehra thakan se dheela pada tha.Nightstand pe body oil ki bottle khuli thi, neeche thodi si chiknahat thi, aur ek lubricant ka tube wahan pada tha.
“Raj, tu fresh ho ja,” Maa ne meri tawajjo wapas khinchi.“Main nashta banati hoon—teri pasand ka aloo paratha aur sabzi. Kaisa lagega, beta?” Maine haan mein sir hilaya, kamre ka woh manzar dimag mein ghoom raha tha. “Achha lagega, Maa. Main baithne wale kamre mein hoon.” Woh muskuraayi, aankhein chhoti ho gayi.
“Tu mera kitna achha beta hai, Raj. Jab tayyar hoga, bulaungi. Shayad Mukesh bhi jaldi uth jaaye toh saath kha lega.”Main living room mein chala gaya, dimag mein alag alag khayal ghoom rahe the. Mukesh ka shirtless aur nanga chehra, aur Maa ka chamakta hua chehra nahi ja raha tha. Pichhli baar jab main ghar aaya tha, Maa ne Mukesh ka zikr bhi nahi kiya tha, bas kaha tha woh uska dost hai.
Ab woh jaise Diwali ka mela thi. Kal raat kya hua tha jo woh itni khush thi? Mujhe hamare Star Wars ke khel yaad aaye, jab Mukesh hasta tha aur mujhe “achha Jedi” kehta tha jab main apna pretend lightsaber theek se ghumata tha.
Tab woh bas ek mazedaar padosi tha. Ab kuch aur tha, lekin main samajh nahi paa raha tha, aur Papa ko bhi iske baare mein kuch nahi pata. Mujhe laga unki dosti achhi hai, bas.Naha ke main sofa pe baitha, tab aloo parathe ki khushboo aayi. Maa ne mujhe khane ki table pe bulaya, jahan garma garam parathe aur masaledaar sabzi rakhi thi.Mukesh aaya, shirt uljhi hui, baal bikhre, lekin muskurahat badi, jaise kuch jeet liya ho.
“Raj, mera achha Jedi!” woh bola, mere kandhe pe haath rakha. “Tujhe itni subah nahi dekhne ki ummeed thi. Abhi bhi lightsaber ke moves hain kya?” Maine hasne ki koshish ki, Star Wars ke khel yaad aaye.“Haan, Mukesh, abhi bhi hai. Par tu thaka hua lag raha hai.”
Woh hasa, aankhein chhupke se chamki. “Raat lambi thi, beta. Teri maa badi achhi mehmaan-nawaazi karti hai. Humein purani baaton mein rakh diya.” Maa ne uske saamne plate rakhi, uske baazu ko chhua.Usne Mukesh ke baal theek kiye, kaan ke peeche rakhe, jaise ek biwi apne pati ke liye karti hai.
Maine Papa ke saath aisa kabhi nahi dekha, purani yaadon mein bhi nahi.Uski aankhein chamki jab woh Mukesh ki plate pe zyada sabzi daal rahi thi. “Kha le, Mukesh,” woh boli, awaaz naram thi. “Itni der tak jaagne ke baad tujhe taakat chahiye.”Mukesh muskuraya, uska haath table ke neeche Maa ki kamar pe chhua.
“Oh, Rekha, tera khana toh hamesha bhookh badha deta hai. Tu mera kitna khayal rakhti hai.”Woh hasi, uske haath ko halka sa maara. “Mukesh, thodi si sharam kar! Mera beta yahan hai. Tu hamesha aise chhedta hai.” Main parathe pe dhyaan dene ka natak kiya, lekin unki nazdeekiyan dekhi.Maa uski taraf jhuki, muskurahat nahi ruk rahi thi.
“Mukesh, aur sabzi lega? Tujhe pasand wala banaya hai,” woh boli, awaaz mein pyaar. “Bas jab tu aise muskuraaye,” usne jawab diya, awaaz mulayam. “Tere haathon ka swaad sab kuch behtar karta hai.”Maa sharma gayi, aankhein chamki jab Mukesh ne uski chut ki taraf dekha. “Tu bhi na, Mukesh. Yeh sharam baad mein bacha le, theek hai?”
Main dheere dheere chaba raha tha, dil mein jigyasa badh rahi thi.Maa Mukesh ki biwi jaisi lag rahi thi, har harkat mein pyaar tha. Yeh naya tha—pichhli baar woh uske mazak pe bhi thandi thi. Ab uski har baat pe jhuk jaati thi, badan uske paas khinchta tha.Mujhe badoon ke baare mein zyada nahi pata, par mujhe laga unki dosti pyari hai. Maa khush thi, aur Mukesh usse hasata tha. Mukesh kha ke utha, angdai li. “Kaam pe jana hai.
Raj, kal raat darwaaza nahi, shukriya. Humein thodi shanti se baat karne ka mauka mila.”Maine nigla, muskuraya. “Koi baat nahi, Mukesh. Khushi hai tum dono ne maza kiya baat kar ke.” Maa zara zyada zor se hasi. “Haan, Raj, tu kitna pyara hai. Mukesh ko bas kal raat sone ki jagah chahiye thi, hai na, Mukesh?”
“Haan, darling,” Mukesh ne kaha, muskaan chhupayi. Mujhe hairaan hua usne Maa ko “darling” kyun bola mere saamne. Woh Maa ki taraf jhuka, awaaz dheemi ki, “Main aaj raat wapas aaunga, Rekha. Aur baatein baki hain.” Maa ki aankhein uspe thi, ek naram chamak ke saath. “Main intezaar karungi, Mukesh. Der mat karna, okay?”
Woh thodi jhuki, aur Mukesh ke hoth khule, jaise kiss karne wala ho, par Maa ne mujheche hat kar mujhe dekha. Mukesh ne ishara samjha, muskura ke hat gaya. Main plate utha ke gaya, Maa ne Mukesh se kuch phusphusaya, awaaz itni dheemi thi ki main nahi sun saka. Mukesh ki muskurahat badi ho gayi, usne bhi kuch jawab diya, aankhein chamki.
Mujhe unki baatein nahi sunai di, par unki nazdeekiyan alag thi, khaas. Mujhe laga yeh achha hai—Maa khush thi, aur Mukesh uska khayal rakhta tha. Mukesh ne apna briefcase uthaaya aur mujhe kaha, “Milte hain, Raj. Jedi moves ka practice karte rahna. Tu abhi pasand ka lightsaber partner hai.”“Byaal, Mukesh,” maine muskurake kaha.
Jaise hi darwaaza band hua, Maa ne ek chhoti si cheekh maari, uchal pudi, aur nighty ke saath naachti hui. Woh table ke chaaro taraf ghumi, Bollywood ka geet gungunaayi, chehra jaise film ki heroine.“Maa, tu itni khush kyun hai?” maine poocha, uski yeh urja dekhkar. Woh ruki, mere saamne baithi, muskaan naram hui. “Raj, Mukesh ki wajah se. Woh ek bahut acha aadmi hai, beta. Woh mujhe khas mehsoos karata hai, jaise main bas teri maa ya kaam karne wali nahi. Woh hamara khayal rakhta hai.”
“Woh kyun? Kya hai usmein khas?” maine poocha, samajhna chahta tha. Woh sapne mein kho gayi. “Woh mujhe dekhta hai, Raj. Mujhe hasata hai, sundar mehsoos karata hai. Woh strong hai, caring hai… aur mera dil khush rakhta hai. Tu bada hoga toh samajhega, beta. Mukesh ek acha dost hai.”Maine haan mein sir hila diya, dimag soch mein pad gaya. “Woh cool lagta hai, Maa. Main khush hoon ki tu khush hai.” “Tu mera kitna achha beta hai,” usne mera haath dabaya. “Mukesh ke liye hamesha acha rehna, theek hai?
Usne hum ghar mein madad ki, jab mujhe baat karne ke liye kisi ki zaroorat thi, woh tha.”“Haan, Maa,” maine kaha, par meri jigyasa badh rahi thi. Maa uske saath itni alag kyun thi? Mujhe badoon ke rishton ka zyada nahi pata, par mujhe laga Mukesh Maa ke liye achha hai. Main hamesha chahta tha Maa aise muskuraaye, aur agar woh iski wajah tha, toh mujhe koi problem nahi thi.
Par main yeh jaanna chahta tha ki kya baat thi jo usse itna khush rakhti thi. Uss raat, Maa alag dikh rahi thi. Usne tight black dress pehna, jism ko chipkaaye, makeup kiya, laal lipstick lagayi. Maine chhoti chhoti baatein dekhi—woh phone baar baar check karti thi, ek extra perfume lagati thi, Mukesh ka naam aate hi aankhein chamak jaati thi.Lagta tha jaise woh kisi khaas baat ke liye tayyar ho rahi thi, na ki bas ek dost ke liye.
Main nahi samjha, par laga unki dosti achhi hai. Khane pe maineere se bola, “Maa, main thak gaya hoon. Jaldi so jaunga, tum aur Mukesh baatein kar lena.”Maa ka chehra chamak utha. “Oh, Raj, tu kitna achha hai. Mukesh ko thodi shanti se baat karne ka time milega.”Mukesh ne haan mein sir hilaaya, aankhein chamki. “Achha ladka hai, Raj.
Ek sachcha Jedi, hume aise space deta hai. Tu abhi bhi lightsaber mein best hai.” Main muskuraaya aur apne kamre mein chala gaya, par neend nahi aayi. Raat ke 1 baje, mera dil zor se dhadka. Main dheere se gallery mein gaya, har creak se bacha.Maa ke darwaaze ke neeche se halki roshni aa rahi thi. Khidki ke parde band the, kuch dikh nahi tha.
Pareshan, maine keyhole dekha, unki duniya ka ek chhota sa jharna. Main jhuka, aankh keyhole pe rakhi, aur jo dekha, usne Maa ki meri tasveer ko tod diya.Woh bistar pe thi, ek kaali petticoat mein, jo uski janghon tak chadhi thi, uski gaand dikh rahi thi. Mukesh kaale shorts mein tha, uska mazboot seena khula, sar khushi mein jhuka hua.
Maa uske seene ko chum rahi thi, uske jism pe hont dheere se ghoom rahe the, ek ajeeb si pyaas ke liye jo main nahi samjha. Uske haath Mukesh ke lund ko shorts ke upar se dabha rahe the, ungliyaan aise thi jaise use sab pata ho.Yeh woh Maa nahi thi jisne mujhe pala—yeh ek ajnabi thi, kuch aise mein khoyi jo main nahi samajh sakta tha.“Rekha, tu ismein ustad hai,”
Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz mein hawas. “Mere seene ko chumti ja, rani. Mera lund kitna tight ho raha hai.” Maa hansi, uske hont uske nipple pe chhue. “Tujhe pasand hai, tu ganda aadmi? Tera lund toh abhi se dhadak raha hai, main mehsoos kar sakti hoon.”“Woh petticoat utaar,” woh bola, aankhein tamanna se kaali. “Main teri garam chut dekhna chahta hoon, Rekha. Dikha mujhe kal raat maine kya chhua.”
Maa uthi, petticoat utaar diya, apna nanga jism dikhaaya. Ab mujhe samajh aaya Maa kyun khush thi. Uska badan chamak raha tha, roshni mein uske gol stan aur gaand dikha rahe the.Main nahi sakta tha yeh meri maa hai, uska jism ek hawas ki tasveer thi.
Mukesh ne use dekha, muskaan shaitani. “Tu, Rekha sexy hai, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz mein gandagi. “Tera pati bewakoof tha jo is chut ko barbaad hone diya. Yeh tight chut aur yeh raseeli gaand ab meri hai.”Maa bistar pe chadi, uske pairon ke beech mein. “Mukesh, tu mujhe ehsaas dilata hai jo maine uske saath kabhi nahi mehsoos kiya.
Main ab uski biwi nahi, teri aurat hoon, teri randi.”Mukesh hasa, uska haath Maa ki gaand pe zor se pada. “Sahi hai, rani. Tu ab meri randi hai. Mera lund teri chut ka maalik. Tu har raat mere liye chillayegi.”
Woh aah bari, Mukesh ko chumi, unki jeebh ek bhukhe josh mein ulajh gayi. Uske haath neeche gaye, Mukesh ke shorts utaare. Uska lund azad hua, bada aur mota, ek ajeebh sa cheez jo meri aankhein badi kar gaya.
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Main yeh nahi samajh saka yeh khel kya tha jo Maa uske saath khel rahi thi. “Mukesh, tera lund kitna bada hai,” Maa boli, ungliyaan uske chaaroon mein, dheere se sehlaayi. “Yeh mere pati ke chhote se lund se kitna behtar hai. Woh meri chut ko kabhi aise nahi bhar saka. Tu mujhe achha khulta hai.”
Mukesh muskuraya, uska haath uske sir ko neeche le gaya. “Sahi hai, meri randi. Mera lund chus, dil se. Dikha kitna pyar karti hai isse.” Maa bistar pe baithi, badan ek naagin jaisa, hont uske lund ke paas.Pehle usne sehlaya, ungliyaan uski lambai pe, aankhein Mukesh se gandi tarah se mili. Phir usne muh mein liya, uske lund ko lolliypop ki tarah chusa, hont upar neeche, jeebh ghumayi.
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Mukesh ne aah bhari, uske haath uske baalon mein uljhe, uska rhythm banaya. “Rekha, tu toh expert hai,” woh bola, awaaz kachi. “Isse aur zor se chus, gandi randi. Poora le, jaise ek randi karti hai.”Woh uske muh mein aah barti rahi, uska sir upar neeche, gaand hilti rahi jab woh kaam karti thi.
Main dekhta raha, jam gaya, meri duniya toot rahi thi. Yeh meri maa nahi thi. Yeh ek aurat thi, hawas mein khoyi, ek aadmi ke saath jisne usme kuch jaga diya tha.
Main bistar se utha, nange paaon thandi tiles pe rakhe, aur dil mein ek chhoti si jigyasa si bandhi.Main dheere se Maa ke kamre ki taraf chala, dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Gallery mein andhera tha, band darwaaze ke aaspaas parchhaaiyaan thi. Main ruk gaya, haathon se darwaaza halka sa chhua, phir dheere se knock kiya. “Maa?” maine halki awaaz mein bulaya.
Koi jawab nahi.Maine phir zor se knock kiya. “Maa, uth gayi ho?” Darwaaza khula, aur wahan Maa thi, chehra jaise subah ka suraj chamak raha ho. Kaale baalon ka jharna, ek patli nightie jo uske poore badan aur gol naabhi ko dikha rahi thi, uski khubsurti jhalak rahi thi.Uski aankhein khushi se chamak rahi thi, jaise main chhota tha tab dekha tha.
Woh muskuraayi aur mere baal sehlaaye. “Raj, mera pyara beta!” woh boli, awaaz mein garmahat thi. “Good morning, beta! Neend achhi aayi? Itni jaldi uth gaya! Maine socha nahi tha tu abhi uthega.”
Main chonk gaya uski chamak dekhkar.“Haan, Maa, neend theek thi. Tum aaj… bahut khush lag rahi ho.” Woh hasi, ek geet jaisi awaaz gallery mein goonj gayi. “Haan, Raj, main hoon khush.
Tu ghar aaya toh dil khil gaya. Tu mera kitna achha beta hai, hamesha apni maa ka khayal rakhta hai. Tujhe dekhkar dil khush ho jata hai.” Uska haath mere gaal pe ruka, jaise woh pal ko jeena chahti thi. Maine uske peeche jhaanka, kamre mein dekhne ki koshish ki.“Mukesh kahan hai?” maine poocha, awaaz normal rakhi, lekin dil thoda tez chala.
Mukesh, jo mere saath ghanton tak lightsaber khelta tha, mujhe “achha Jedi” kehta tha jab main spin move karta tha, ab ghar mein alag tarah se maujood tha. Maa ki muskurahat thodi si hili, chehre pe thodi si ghabrahat aayi.Usne baal kaan ke peeche kiya aur jaldi se hasi. “Mukesh? Oh, beta, woh kal raat yahin ruk gaya.
Tu jaanta hai naa, usse Star Wars aur purane college ke din ke baare mein baat karna kitna pasand hai—woh baatein karta raha, aur der ho gayi. Maine use yahin sone diya. Bas ek achha padosi ban rahi thi, samjha na.”Uske shabd jaldi jaldi nikle, aur woh haath hila ke muskuraayi, ghabrahat chhupane ke liye. Maine haan mein sir hila diya, uski baat maan li.
“Theek hai, Maa. Tum hamesha sabki madad karti ho.”Mujhe laga kuch galat nahi tha—Maa toh hamesha logon ki madad karti thi, aur Mukesh uska boss aur dost tha. Yeh normal laga. Par phir maine kamra dekha. Chaadar uljhi hui thi, zameen pe giri hui. Ek laal bra bedpost pe latki thi, Mukesh ki shirt darwaaze ke paas padi thi, aur Maa ka silk ka blouse nightstand ke paas dhila pada tha.
Hawa mein ek alag si khushboo thi—paseena aur Maa ke jasmine perfume ka mix, jo naak mein chubh rahi thi. Mukesh bistar pe pada tha, bina shirt ke, uska balon wala seena dheere dheere uth raha tha, chehra thakan se dheela pada tha.Nightstand pe body oil ki bottle khuli thi, neeche thodi si chiknahat thi, aur ek lubricant ka tube wahan pada tha.
“Raj, tu fresh ho ja,” Maa ne meri tawajjo wapas khinchi.“Main nashta banati hoon—teri pasand ka aloo paratha aur sabzi. Kaisa lagega, beta?” Maine haan mein sir hilaya, kamre ka woh manzar dimag mein ghoom raha tha. “Achha lagega, Maa. Main baithne wale kamre mein hoon.” Woh muskuraayi, aankhein chhoti ho gayi.
“Tu mera kitna achha beta hai, Raj. Jab tayyar hoga, bulaungi. Shayad Mukesh bhi jaldi uth jaaye toh saath kha lega.”Main living room mein chala gaya, dimag mein alag alag khayal ghoom rahe the. Mukesh ka shirtless aur nanga chehra, aur Maa ka chamakta hua chehra nahi ja raha tha. Pichhli baar jab main ghar aaya tha, Maa ne Mukesh ka zikr bhi nahi kiya tha, bas kaha tha woh uska dost hai.
Ab woh jaise Diwali ka mela thi. Kal raat kya hua tha jo woh itni khush thi? Mujhe hamare Star Wars ke khel yaad aaye, jab Mukesh hasta tha aur mujhe “achha Jedi” kehta tha jab main apna pretend lightsaber theek se ghumata tha.
Tab woh bas ek mazedaar padosi tha. Ab kuch aur tha, lekin main samajh nahi paa raha tha, aur Papa ko bhi iske baare mein kuch nahi pata. Mujhe laga unki dosti achhi hai, bas.Naha ke main sofa pe baitha, tab aloo parathe ki khushboo aayi. Maa ne mujhe khane ki table pe bulaya, jahan garma garam parathe aur masaledaar sabzi rakhi thi.Mukesh aaya, shirt uljhi hui, baal bikhre, lekin muskurahat badi, jaise kuch jeet liya ho.
“Raj, mera achha Jedi!” woh bola, mere kandhe pe haath rakha. “Tujhe itni subah nahi dekhne ki ummeed thi. Abhi bhi lightsaber ke moves hain kya?” Maine hasne ki koshish ki, Star Wars ke khel yaad aaye.“Haan, Mukesh, abhi bhi hai. Par tu thaka hua lag raha hai.”
Woh hasa, aankhein chhupke se chamki. “Raat lambi thi, beta. Teri maa badi achhi mehmaan-nawaazi karti hai. Humein purani baaton mein rakh diya.” Maa ne uske saamne plate rakhi, uske baazu ko chhua.Usne Mukesh ke baal theek kiye, kaan ke peeche rakhe, jaise ek biwi apne pati ke liye karti hai.
Maine Papa ke saath aisa kabhi nahi dekha, purani yaadon mein bhi nahi.Uski aankhein chamki jab woh Mukesh ki plate pe zyada sabzi daal rahi thi. “Kha le, Mukesh,” woh boli, awaaz naram thi. “Itni der tak jaagne ke baad tujhe taakat chahiye.”Mukesh muskuraya, uska haath table ke neeche Maa ki kamar pe chhua.
“Oh, Rekha, tera khana toh hamesha bhookh badha deta hai. Tu mera kitna khayal rakhti hai.”Woh hasi, uske haath ko halka sa maara. “Mukesh, thodi si sharam kar! Mera beta yahan hai. Tu hamesha aise chhedta hai.” Main parathe pe dhyaan dene ka natak kiya, lekin unki nazdeekiyan dekhi.Maa uski taraf jhuki, muskurahat nahi ruk rahi thi.
“Mukesh, aur sabzi lega? Tujhe pasand wala banaya hai,” woh boli, awaaz mein pyaar. “Bas jab tu aise muskuraaye,” usne jawab diya, awaaz mulayam. “Tere haathon ka swaad sab kuch behtar karta hai.”Maa sharma gayi, aankhein chamki jab Mukesh ne uski chut ki taraf dekha. “Tu bhi na, Mukesh. Yeh sharam baad mein bacha le, theek hai?”
Main dheere dheere chaba raha tha, dil mein jigyasa badh rahi thi.Maa Mukesh ki biwi jaisi lag rahi thi, har harkat mein pyaar tha. Yeh naya tha—pichhli baar woh uske mazak pe bhi thandi thi. Ab uski har baat pe jhuk jaati thi, badan uske paas khinchta tha.Mujhe badoon ke baare mein zyada nahi pata, par mujhe laga unki dosti pyari hai. Maa khush thi, aur Mukesh usse hasata tha. Mukesh kha ke utha, angdai li. “Kaam pe jana hai.
Raj, kal raat darwaaza nahi, shukriya. Humein thodi shanti se baat karne ka mauka mila.”Maine nigla, muskuraya. “Koi baat nahi, Mukesh. Khushi hai tum dono ne maza kiya baat kar ke.” Maa zara zyada zor se hasi. “Haan, Raj, tu kitna pyara hai. Mukesh ko bas kal raat sone ki jagah chahiye thi, hai na, Mukesh?”
“Haan, darling,” Mukesh ne kaha, muskaan chhupayi. Mujhe hairaan hua usne Maa ko “darling” kyun bola mere saamne. Woh Maa ki taraf jhuka, awaaz dheemi ki, “Main aaj raat wapas aaunga, Rekha. Aur baatein baki hain.” Maa ki aankhein uspe thi, ek naram chamak ke saath. “Main intezaar karungi, Mukesh. Der mat karna, okay?”
Woh thodi jhuki, aur Mukesh ke hoth khule, jaise kiss karne wala ho, par Maa ne mujheche hat kar mujhe dekha. Mukesh ne ishara samjha, muskura ke hat gaya. Main plate utha ke gaya, Maa ne Mukesh se kuch phusphusaya, awaaz itni dheemi thi ki main nahi sun saka. Mukesh ki muskurahat badi ho gayi, usne bhi kuch jawab diya, aankhein chamki.
Mujhe unki baatein nahi sunai di, par unki nazdeekiyan alag thi, khaas. Mujhe laga yeh achha hai—Maa khush thi, aur Mukesh uska khayal rakhta tha. Mukesh ne apna briefcase uthaaya aur mujhe kaha, “Milte hain, Raj. Jedi moves ka practice karte rahna. Tu abhi pasand ka lightsaber partner hai.”“Byaal, Mukesh,” maine muskurake kaha.
Jaise hi darwaaza band hua, Maa ne ek chhoti si cheekh maari, uchal pudi, aur nighty ke saath naachti hui. Woh table ke chaaro taraf ghumi, Bollywood ka geet gungunaayi, chehra jaise film ki heroine.“Maa, tu itni khush kyun hai?” maine poocha, uski yeh urja dekhkar. Woh ruki, mere saamne baithi, muskaan naram hui. “Raj, Mukesh ki wajah se. Woh ek bahut acha aadmi hai, beta. Woh mujhe khas mehsoos karata hai, jaise main bas teri maa ya kaam karne wali nahi. Woh hamara khayal rakhta hai.”
“Woh kyun? Kya hai usmein khas?” maine poocha, samajhna chahta tha. Woh sapne mein kho gayi. “Woh mujhe dekhta hai, Raj. Mujhe hasata hai, sundar mehsoos karata hai. Woh strong hai, caring hai… aur mera dil khush rakhta hai. Tu bada hoga toh samajhega, beta. Mukesh ek acha dost hai.”Maine haan mein sir hila diya, dimag soch mein pad gaya. “Woh cool lagta hai, Maa. Main khush hoon ki tu khush hai.” “Tu mera kitna achha beta hai,” usne mera haath dabaya. “Mukesh ke liye hamesha acha rehna, theek hai?
Usne hum ghar mein madad ki, jab mujhe baat karne ke liye kisi ki zaroorat thi, woh tha.”“Haan, Maa,” maine kaha, par meri jigyasa badh rahi thi. Maa uske saath itni alag kyun thi? Mujhe badoon ke rishton ka zyada nahi pata, par mujhe laga Mukesh Maa ke liye achha hai. Main hamesha chahta tha Maa aise muskuraaye, aur agar woh iski wajah tha, toh mujhe koi problem nahi thi.
Par main yeh jaanna chahta tha ki kya baat thi jo usse itna khush rakhti thi. Uss raat, Maa alag dikh rahi thi. Usne tight black dress pehna, jism ko chipkaaye, makeup kiya, laal lipstick lagayi. Maine chhoti chhoti baatein dekhi—woh phone baar baar check karti thi, ek extra perfume lagati thi, Mukesh ka naam aate hi aankhein chamak jaati thi.Lagta tha jaise woh kisi khaas baat ke liye tayyar ho rahi thi, na ki bas ek dost ke liye.
Main nahi samjha, par laga unki dosti achhi hai. Khane pe maineere se bola, “Maa, main thak gaya hoon. Jaldi so jaunga, tum aur Mukesh baatein kar lena.”Maa ka chehra chamak utha. “Oh, Raj, tu kitna achha hai. Mukesh ko thodi shanti se baat karne ka time milega.”Mukesh ne haan mein sir hilaaya, aankhein chamki. “Achha ladka hai, Raj.
Ek sachcha Jedi, hume aise space deta hai. Tu abhi bhi lightsaber mein best hai.” Main muskuraaya aur apne kamre mein chala gaya, par neend nahi aayi. Raat ke 1 baje, mera dil zor se dhadka. Main dheere se gallery mein gaya, har creak se bacha.Maa ke darwaaze ke neeche se halki roshni aa rahi thi. Khidki ke parde band the, kuch dikh nahi tha.
Pareshan, maine keyhole dekha, unki duniya ka ek chhota sa jharna. Main jhuka, aankh keyhole pe rakhi, aur jo dekha, usne Maa ki meri tasveer ko tod diya.Woh bistar pe thi, ek kaali petticoat mein, jo uski janghon tak chadhi thi, uski gaand dikh rahi thi. Mukesh kaale shorts mein tha, uska mazboot seena khula, sar khushi mein jhuka hua.
Maa uske seene ko chum rahi thi, uske jism pe hont dheere se ghoom rahe the, ek ajeeb si pyaas ke liye jo main nahi samjha. Uske haath Mukesh ke lund ko shorts ke upar se dabha rahe the, ungliyaan aise thi jaise use sab pata ho.Yeh woh Maa nahi thi jisne mujhe pala—yeh ek ajnabi thi, kuch aise mein khoyi jo main nahi samajh sakta tha.“Rekha, tu ismein ustad hai,”
Mukesh ne kaha, awaaz mein hawas. “Mere seene ko chumti ja, rani. Mera lund kitna tight ho raha hai.” Maa hansi, uske hont uske nipple pe chhue. “Tujhe pasand hai, tu ganda aadmi? Tera lund toh abhi se dhadak raha hai, main mehsoos kar sakti hoon.”“Woh petticoat utaar,” woh bola, aankhein tamanna se kaali. “Main teri garam chut dekhna chahta hoon, Rekha. Dikha mujhe kal raat maine kya chhua.”
Maa uthi, petticoat utaar diya, apna nanga jism dikhaaya. Ab mujhe samajh aaya Maa kyun khush thi. Uska badan chamak raha tha, roshni mein uske gol stan aur gaand dikha rahe the.Main nahi sakta tha yeh meri maa hai, uska jism ek hawas ki tasveer thi.
Mukesh ne use dekha, muskaan shaitani. “Tu, Rekha sexy hai, Rekha,” usne kaha, awaaz mein gandagi. “Tera pati bewakoof tha jo is chut ko barbaad hone diya. Yeh tight chut aur yeh raseeli gaand ab meri hai.”Maa bistar pe chadi, uske pairon ke beech mein. “Mukesh, tu mujhe ehsaas dilata hai jo maine uske saath kabhi nahi mehsoos kiya.
Main ab uski biwi nahi, teri aurat hoon, teri randi.”Mukesh hasa, uska haath Maa ki gaand pe zor se pada. “Sahi hai, rani. Tu ab meri randi hai. Mera lund teri chut ka maalik. Tu har raat mere liye chillayegi.”
Woh aah bari, Mukesh ko chumi, unki jeebh ek bhukhe josh mein ulajh gayi. Uske haath neeche gaye, Mukesh ke shorts utaare. Uska lund azad hua, bada aur mota, ek ajeebh sa cheez jo meri aankhein badi kar gaya.
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]https://postimages.org/]Main yeh nahi samajh saka yeh khel kya tha jo Maa uske saath khel rahi thi. “Mukesh, tera lund kitna bada hai,” Maa boli, ungliyaan uske chaaroon mein, dheere se sehlaayi. “Yeh mere pati ke chhote se lund se kitna behtar hai. Woh meri chut ko kabhi aise nahi bhar saka. Tu mujhe achha khulta hai.”
Mukesh muskuraya, uska haath uske sir ko neeche le gaya. “Sahi hai, meri randi. Mera lund chus, dil se. Dikha kitna pyar karti hai isse.” Maa bistar pe baithi, badan ek naagin jaisa, hont uske lund ke paas.Pehle usne sehlaya, ungliyaan uski lambai pe, aankhein Mukesh se gandi tarah se mili. Phir usne muh mein liya, uske lund ko lolliypop ki tarah chusa, hont upar neeche, jeebh ghumayi.
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]https://postimages.org/]Mukesh ne aah bhari, uske haath uske baalon mein uljhe, uska rhythm banaya. “Rekha, tu toh expert hai,” woh bola, awaaz kachi. “Isse aur zor se chus, gandi randi. Poora le, jaise ek randi karti hai.”Woh uske muh mein aah barti rahi, uska sir upar neeche, gaand hilti rahi jab woh kaam karti thi.
Main dekhta raha, jam gaya, meri duniya toot rahi thi. Yeh meri maa nahi thi. Yeh ek aurat thi, hawas mein khoyi, ek aadmi ke saath jisne usme kuch jaga diya tha.
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