23-10-2025, 11:01 PM
Saima Khala ke lafz mere kaano mein ek teer ki tarah lage. "Abbu se baat karne gate ke pass gayi hai... network nahi aa raha tha." Yeh jhoot tha. Bilkul saaf, chikna jhoot. Ammi ne yeh bahana banaya hoga taake koi shaq na kare. Lekin main jaanta tha. Main sab jaanta tha.
Mera dil zoron se dhadak raha tha. Main Saima Khala ko sirf ek muskurahat de kar palat gaya, lekin andar se main toot raha tha. Main tezi se bheed ko cheerta hua gate ki taraf badha. Raat ki hawa thandi thi, lekin mere jism mein ek jalta hua bukhaar tha. Har qadam ke saath, mere dimaag mein woh chat ke lafz goonj rahe the: "Terrace par aa jao... sirf 5 minute... main aapke bahut kareeb hun."
Gate ke pass pahuncha to wahan Ammi nahi theen. Sirf ek-do watchman khade the, cigarette peete hue baatein kar rahe the. Unhone mujhe dekha aur muskuraye, lekin main unse kuch nahi poocha. Mujhe pata tha Ammi yahan nahi hongi. Yeh sirf bahana tha. Asli jagah to terrace theen.
Main ghar ki taraf dauda. Saima Khala ka ghar bada tha, do manzila, aur terrace oopar tha. Seedhiyan andheri theen, sirf ek chhoti si bulb ki roshni thi. Main ahista se oopar chadha, apne saans ko rok kar. Dil ki dhadkan itni tez thi ki lag raha tha jaise koi sun lega.
Terrace ka darwaza khula tha. Main ruk gaya, chhup kar dekha. Raat ka andhera tha, lekin shehar ki door ki lights se thodi roshni aa rahi thi. Wahan Ammi theen. Akeli. Apne phone ko haath mein pakde, idhar-udhar dekh rahi theen. Unka chehra... usmein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, jaise kisi intezaar mein ho. Kaala suit ab raat ke andhere mein aur bhi gehra lag raha tha.
Phir, Peeche se ek awaaz aayi- "Aisha..."
Main sakht ho gaya. Yeh awaaz... wohi thi. Vishal ki.
Ammi palti. Unke chehre par ek muskurahat phail gayi.
"Vishal….."
Vishal saaye se nikal kar Ammi ke samne aake khada ho gaya. Usne Brown Tshirt aur blue jeans pahni hui thi. Tshirt uske chaude seene aur baazuon (arms) par bilkul kassi hui thi.Uska chehra... saaf tha, bilkul clean-shaved, lekin rangat gehri, saanwli thi. Uske sar par ghane kaale baal the, jo raat ki hawa mein thode bikhre hue the.Uske seedhe haath (right hand) ki kalaai par ek laal rang ka dhaaga bandha hua tha.
“Pagal ho gaye ho? Koi dekh leta to?” Ammi idhar-udhar dekhte huse boli.
“Koi nahi dekhega, don't worry” Vishal ne kaha.
“Itna confidence?” Ammi ne muskurate hue kaha.
“Sab log khaane mein busy hai…aur lawn ke upar to Mandap bhi bandha hua hai…” Usne kaha.
“Bahut smart ho tum….” Ammi boli.
"Aaj pata chala?..." Vishal ne muskurakar ek qadam aur aage badhaya.
Donon ke beech ka faasla ab bilkul khatam ho gaya tha. Chhat ki thandi, mand mand hawa... ab unke beech se guzarna band ho gayi thi.
Unke jismon ki garmi ne unke gird ek chota sa, garm, besabr dayra bana liya tha. Vishal itna qareeb tha ke Ammi uske jism ki mehak ... uske saanson ki garmi... apne chehre par mehsoos kar sakti theen.
Usne apna laal dhaage wala haath uthaaya aur Ammi ke chehre ki aur badhaya.Usne Ammi ke gaal ko chhoone ki koshish ki jahaan veil ka kapda khatm ho raha tha.
Lekin Ammi ekdum peechhe hat gayin. Jaise unhein achanak hosh aa gaya ho.
"Vishal... nahi," unhone kaanpti hui awaaz mein kaha. Main unki awaaz saaf sun sakta tha. "Yeh... yeh galat hai. Hum... humein aisa nahi karna chahiye."
Vishal ki muskurahat... ruk gayi. Uske chehre par ek pal ke liye sakhti aayi.
"Galat?" usne dheere se, awaaz mein ek coldness liye kaha. "Toh phir tum yahaan aayi hi kyun, Aisha?"
Isse pehle ke Ammi jawaab de paateen, usne furti se aage badh kar woh aakhiri, bacha-kucha faasla bhi mita diya. Aur fauran Usne apna mazbut hath ammi ki kamar par lohe ke phande ki tarah lapet kar unko apni aur ek jhatke se kheench liya. Uski garam hatheli ne unke kaale, chiffon ke kameez ke thande kapde par theen... aur kapde ke neeche... Aisha ke narm, garm jism ko mehsus kar rahi theen.
Ammi ki ek dabi hui "oof" ki awaaz nikli, jab unka seena uske sakht, kasrati jism se kuchal gaya.
Aur phir, bina ek pal zaaya kiye, bina unhein saans lene ka mauqa diye, usne apna munh unke munh par daba diya.
Main wahin, darwaaze ki oatt (cover) mein, ek zinda laash ki tarah khada tha.Yeh ek hamla tha. Usne Ammi ke honthon ko... qabze mein le liya tha.
Ammi ne shayad yeh expect nahi kiya tha ki Vishal aisa karne ki Jurrat karega. Ammi ki aankhein phail gayin jaise unko koi shock laga ho. Unka poora jism, ek pal ke liye, uss achaanak hamle se akadd gaya tha.
Unhone apne mehndi-rache haath uthaaye aur unhein Vishal ke seene par, uss kassi hui brown T-shirt par rakha aur usse peeche dhakelne ki koshish karne lagi.
"Mmmph... nahi... ruko..." unki awaaz uss kiss mein hi dab kar, ek bebas gungunahat ban kar reh gayi.
Lekin unka dhakelna bohot kamzor tha. Unki koshish mein zor nahi tha. Unki ungliyaan uske sakht seene par be-jaan si phisal rahi theen. Woh aadmi ek patthar ki tarah….hila tak nahi.
Vishal ne kiss nahi toda. Woh aur sakhti se, aur gehrai se Ammi ko choomne laga. Usne unke honthon ka poora zaayqa lete hue, unke nichle honth ko apne daanton mein halka sa... dabaaya.
Main wahin, darwaaze ki oatt (cover) mein, ek zinda laash ki tarah khada tha.
Dheere-dheere Ammi ke haathon ne usko dhakelna band kar diya tha jaise ke unhone haar maan li ho.Unka jism, jo ab tak uss hamle ke khilaaf akda hua tha, woh dheere dheere narm padne laga. Aur fir Jaise unke andar ki saari taaqat nikal gayi ho, Ammi uss aadmi ki baahon mein poori tarah pighal gayin.
Fir unka ek haath Vishal ke seene se dheere se oopar utha... aur uss aadmi ke kandhe ko sakhti se pakad liya. Unki mehndi-rachi ungliyaan uski brown T-shirt ke kapde ko jakad raheen theen.
Aur doosra haath uski gardan se hota hua uske ghane, kaale baalon mein ghus gaya.Unhone uske sar ko pakda aur usey apni taraf aur kheencha aur unki aankhein band ho gayi.
Fir woh, uss gair mard ke kiss ka response dene lagi ussi passion ke saath.Yeh ab ek hamla nahi tha. Yeh ek muqabla tha.Unke honth, jo ab tak uske neeche dabe hue the, ab... uske honthon ke khilaaf... jawaabi harkat karne lage. Unhone apna munh... thoda aur... khol diya.
Jaise hi Vishal ne unka yeh badlaav mehsoos kiya, uske halaq se ek halki, ghurraati hui awaaz nikli.
“Mmmmmph…..”
Usne kiss todne ke bajaaye, use aur gehra, aur geela kar diya.Unke honth ab ek doosre par be qaaboo ho kar phisal rahe the.
Woh gehra, maheen (muted berry) rang... woh lipstick jise Ammi ne aaine ke saamne itne ehtiyaat (care) se lagaya tha... ab poori tarah tabaah ho chuki thi.Rang... unke dono ke honthon se phisal kar, unke chehron par, unki thodi (chin) par... phail raha tha.
Main uss kiss ki awaazein sun sakta tha-ek narm, chap-chapaati 'smack' jab woh angle badalte. Vishal unhein pee raha tha, uss lipstick ke meethay, waxy zaayqe ko mehsoos kar raha tha.
Vishal ne apne donon haath Ammi ki kamar par bandh liye aur unko apne jism se aur mazbuti se beench liya.
Ammi ke munh se ek halki si siskaari nikli -aahhh….jo kiss mein hi gum ho gayi.
Yeh ek daava tha. Ek nishaan tha.Ammi ne... uss dabao ko mehsoos kiya. Unka jism ek pal ke liye kaanp gaya.
Main wahin khada raha. Main unki dabi hui 'aah' ki awaazein, unke jismon ke milne ki halki sarsaraahat... unke honthon ki chap-chapaahat... sab sun sakta tha.
Mera dimaag phatne waala tha. Woh Biryani, woh kebab, jo main washroom mein ugal (vomit) chuka tha, uska tezaabi (acidic) zaayqa mere munh mein waapis aa gaya.
Vishal aur Ammi ek dusre ko bahut hi shiddat ke sath kiss kar rahe the.Meri pakiza aur ba parda ma ab bilkul hi besharm ho gayi theen. Ammi ka yeh roop maine kabhi sapnon mein bhi nahi socha tha.
Phir... achaanak... Vishal ruk gaya.Usne kiss ko toda. Dono... haanp rahe the. Unke maathe ab bhi ek doosre se jude hue the. Unki bhaari, garm saansein uss thandi hawa mein mil rahi theen.
Ammi ki aankhein ab bhi band theen, unka jism abhi tak uss passion se kaanp raha tha.
"Tum..." Vishal ne ek khurduri, haanpti hui awaaz mein kaha. Uska angutha Ammi ke soojay hue, lipstick se sane honthon ke kone par phira. "...Tumhara taste..."
Ammi ne dheere se apni aankhein kholeen. Unki nigaahon mein ab bhi ek... nasha tha. "Tumhare liye hi tha..." unhone siskaari lete hue kaha.
"Tumhein andaaza hai," Vishal ne unke kaan ke paas sarsaraate hue kaha, uska haath ab bhi unki kamar ko sakhti se pakde hue tha, "tum mere saath kya kar rahi ho?"
Ammi ke honthon par ek halki si, muskurahat aayi. "Wahi... jo tum mere saath kar rahe ho..."
Vishal ke halaq se ek halki ghurraahat nikli. "Nahi. Tumhein nahi pata."
Usne apne haath se Ammi ki thodi (chin) ko pakad liya. Uski ungliyaan uss kaale veil ke kapde par phireen, jo unke chehre aur uske beech... aakhiri parda tha.
"Yeh..." usne dheemi, gusse waali awaaz mein kaha. "Yeh ab bardaasht nahi ho raha."
Ammi ke chehre se woh nasha... ekdum... gaayab ho gaya. Unhein hosh aa gaya. "Vishal... nahi... please..." unhone kaanpte hue kaha. "Hum chhat par hain..."
"Shhh," usne kaha.
Usne unki thodi (chin) ko sakhti se pakde rakha... aur apni doosri ungliyon se... uss kapde ke neeche... uss choti si, metal ki... pin ko... dhoondh liya.
"Nahi!" Ammi ne ab saaf awaaz mein inkaar kiya.
Lekin Vishal ne unki ek nahi suni. Usne pin ko... ek jhatke se... kheench kar nikaal diya.
Pin... 'tikk' ki halki si awaaz ke saath, chhat ke andhere farsh par gir gayi.
"Vishal!"
Isse pehle ke Ammi aur kuch keh paateen, Vishal ne Ammi ke veil ka khula hua sira pakda use kheenchne ki koshish ki. Woh uss kaale parde ko... unke chehre se... unke baalon se... noch dena chahta tha.
Kapda unke gaalon se aur unke maathe se... peeche sarakne laga... Ammi ka jooda ab aadha khul chuka tha...
Tabhi...Neeche ek tez, saaf awaaz aayi.
"AISSHHHAAAA!"
Yeh Saima Khala ki awaaz thi.Ek pal ke liye, chhat par sab kuch... jam gaya.
Ammi ki aankhein... dahshat (terror) mein phail gayeen. Unhone Vishal ko poori taaqat se... dhakka dete hue kaha -”Hato….”
Is baar, Vishal, jo is hamle ke liye taiyaar nahi tha, woh... peechhe hat gaya. "Fuck," usne dheere se kaha.
"Shit! Shit!" Ammi ki awaaz ab kaanp rahi thi.
"AISHA! Fahadbhai ka phone khatam hua ke nahi? Kahaan reh gayi tum?" Saima Khala ki awaaz ab qareeb lag rahi thi, jaise woh ghar ke andar lobby mein aa gayi hon.
"Main... main aa rahi hoon!" Ammi ne oopar se hi, kaanpti hui awaaz mein chilla kar jawaab diya. Unhone jaldbaazi mein apne veil ko dhoondha. Woh unke kandhon par ek be-tarteeb (messy) dher ki tarah latak raha tha. Unke baal... unke jooday se nikal kar... unke chehre par aa gaye the.
Unhone apne honthon ko... apni aasteen se... be-dardi jaldi jaldi ragda.
"Pin... meri pin..." woh andhere farsh par tatolne lageen.
"Chhodo pin ko!" Vishal ne gusse se, andhere se, sarsaraate hue kaha. "Bas lapet lo! Jao!"
"AISHA!" Saima Khala ki awaaz ab seedhiyon ke paas se aa rahi thi. Woh oopar aa rahi theen.
Ab koi waqt nahi tha.
"Main jaa raha hoon," Vishal ne tezi se kaha. "Peechhe se." Woh paani ki tankiyon ke peechhe, uss taraf bhaaga jahaan se woh aaya tha... aur saayon mein gayab ho gaya.
Ammi ne veil ko jaldbaazi mein uthaaya... usey apne khule hue baalon par... apne chehre aur gardan ke gird... buri tarah lapeta... Aur ek haath se... uss kapde ko... apni thodi (chin) ke neeche... sakhti se... pakad liya.
Woh tezi se chhat ke darwaaze ki taraf lapkeen. Ussi darwaaze ki taraf, jahaan main chhupa hua tha.
Mere paas hilne ka waqt nahi tha.Darwaaza ek jhatke se poora khula.Main andhere mein, deewar se bilkul chipak gaya.
Luckily,Ammi ne mujhe nahi dekha. Unki aankhein dahshat mein phaili hui theen. Woh haanp rahi theen. Unke honth... soojay hue aur rangeen the. Aur unke jism se... ...Vishal ke mehnge cologne... aur unke apne perfume ki... mili-juli... ek ghinoni, jismaani mehak... aa rahi thi.
Woh mere saamne se... mere jism se bas ek inch ke faasle se... guzarti hui seedhiyon mein utar gayin.
"Aayi Saima! Aayi!" unki kaanpti hui, jhooti awaaz neeche jaate hue doob gayi. "Woh... signal... signal bohot kharaab tha!"
Main wahin khada reh gaya. Us anjaan mard ke jism ki mehak... ab meri Ammi ki mehak thi.
Chhat par ab main akela tha.Aur uss andhere farsh par, street light ki halki si roshni mein... ek choti si, kaali cheez chamak rahi thi.
Ammi ka veil pin.
Mera haath kaanp raha tha. Main jhuka aur usey utha liya. Dhaat (metal) thandi thi. Lekin meri ungliyon ko aisa laga jaise maine ek jalte hue koyle ko chhoo liya ho.
Yeh pin. Jise subah unhone apni thodi (chin) ke neeche lagaaya tha. Ek taale ki tarah. Ek 'click' ki awaaz.
Sab jhoot tha.
Maine pin ko apni mutthi mein sakhti se band kar liya. Uska tez, nukeela sira meri hatheli mein chubh gaya. Ek tez dard utha.Aur uss dard ne mujhe hosh mein laaya.
Main ab aur ek second bhi wahaan nahi ruk sakta tha. Main uss jagah par khada tha jahaan meri Ammi...
Main palta aur tezi se uss darwaaze ki taraf badha jisse Ammi bhaagi theen. Maine darwaaza khola.
Seedhiyon mein ab bhi wahi mehak phansi hui thi. Vishal ka cologne aur Ammi ka perfume. Wahi ghinoni mehak.
Mera pait phir se ubal pada, lekin ab ugalne (vomit) ke liye kuch bacha nahi tha. Maine apne munh par haath rakha aur neeche utarne laga. Main bhaag raha tha.
Har qadam ek azaab tha.
Jaise-jaise main neeche utar raha tha, party ka shor tez hota jaa raha tha. Music... logon ki hansi... chamchon ki awaaz...
Main aakhiri seedhi par pahuncha aur ghar ki lobby mein qadam rakha. Roshni meri aankhon mein chubhi. Main bheed mein waapis nahi jaa sakta tha. Nahi. Abhi nahi.
Maine lawn ki taraf nahi dekha. Maine apni Nani ko nahi dhoondha. Main lobby se hota hua, seedha apne kamre ki taraf bhaaga. Mujhe yahaan se nikalna tha. Mujhe iss jhooti, ghinoni party se... iss aurat se... door jaana tha.
Main apne kamre mein ghusa aur darwaaza band kar diya.
Mera dil zoron se dhadak raha tha. Main Saima Khala ko sirf ek muskurahat de kar palat gaya, lekin andar se main toot raha tha. Main tezi se bheed ko cheerta hua gate ki taraf badha. Raat ki hawa thandi thi, lekin mere jism mein ek jalta hua bukhaar tha. Har qadam ke saath, mere dimaag mein woh chat ke lafz goonj rahe the: "Terrace par aa jao... sirf 5 minute... main aapke bahut kareeb hun."
Gate ke pass pahuncha to wahan Ammi nahi theen. Sirf ek-do watchman khade the, cigarette peete hue baatein kar rahe the. Unhone mujhe dekha aur muskuraye, lekin main unse kuch nahi poocha. Mujhe pata tha Ammi yahan nahi hongi. Yeh sirf bahana tha. Asli jagah to terrace theen.
Main ghar ki taraf dauda. Saima Khala ka ghar bada tha, do manzila, aur terrace oopar tha. Seedhiyan andheri theen, sirf ek chhoti si bulb ki roshni thi. Main ahista se oopar chadha, apne saans ko rok kar. Dil ki dhadkan itni tez thi ki lag raha tha jaise koi sun lega.
Terrace ka darwaza khula tha. Main ruk gaya, chhup kar dekha. Raat ka andhera tha, lekin shehar ki door ki lights se thodi roshni aa rahi thi. Wahan Ammi theen. Akeli. Apne phone ko haath mein pakde, idhar-udhar dekh rahi theen. Unka chehra... usmein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, jaise kisi intezaar mein ho. Kaala suit ab raat ke andhere mein aur bhi gehra lag raha tha.
Phir, Peeche se ek awaaz aayi- "Aisha..."
Main sakht ho gaya. Yeh awaaz... wohi thi. Vishal ki.
Ammi palti. Unke chehre par ek muskurahat phail gayi.
"Vishal….."
Vishal saaye se nikal kar Ammi ke samne aake khada ho gaya. Usne Brown Tshirt aur blue jeans pahni hui thi. Tshirt uske chaude seene aur baazuon (arms) par bilkul kassi hui thi.Uska chehra... saaf tha, bilkul clean-shaved, lekin rangat gehri, saanwli thi. Uske sar par ghane kaale baal the, jo raat ki hawa mein thode bikhre hue the.Uske seedhe haath (right hand) ki kalaai par ek laal rang ka dhaaga bandha hua tha.
“Pagal ho gaye ho? Koi dekh leta to?” Ammi idhar-udhar dekhte huse boli.
“Koi nahi dekhega, don't worry” Vishal ne kaha.
“Itna confidence?” Ammi ne muskurate hue kaha.
“Sab log khaane mein busy hai…aur lawn ke upar to Mandap bhi bandha hua hai…” Usne kaha.
“Bahut smart ho tum….” Ammi boli.
"Aaj pata chala?..." Vishal ne muskurakar ek qadam aur aage badhaya.
Donon ke beech ka faasla ab bilkul khatam ho gaya tha. Chhat ki thandi, mand mand hawa... ab unke beech se guzarna band ho gayi thi.
Unke jismon ki garmi ne unke gird ek chota sa, garm, besabr dayra bana liya tha. Vishal itna qareeb tha ke Ammi uske jism ki mehak ... uske saanson ki garmi... apne chehre par mehsoos kar sakti theen.
Usne apna laal dhaage wala haath uthaaya aur Ammi ke chehre ki aur badhaya.Usne Ammi ke gaal ko chhoone ki koshish ki jahaan veil ka kapda khatm ho raha tha.
Lekin Ammi ekdum peechhe hat gayin. Jaise unhein achanak hosh aa gaya ho.
"Vishal... nahi," unhone kaanpti hui awaaz mein kaha. Main unki awaaz saaf sun sakta tha. "Yeh... yeh galat hai. Hum... humein aisa nahi karna chahiye."
Vishal ki muskurahat... ruk gayi. Uske chehre par ek pal ke liye sakhti aayi.
"Galat?" usne dheere se, awaaz mein ek coldness liye kaha. "Toh phir tum yahaan aayi hi kyun, Aisha?"
Isse pehle ke Ammi jawaab de paateen, usne furti se aage badh kar woh aakhiri, bacha-kucha faasla bhi mita diya. Aur fauran Usne apna mazbut hath ammi ki kamar par lohe ke phande ki tarah lapet kar unko apni aur ek jhatke se kheench liya. Uski garam hatheli ne unke kaale, chiffon ke kameez ke thande kapde par theen... aur kapde ke neeche... Aisha ke narm, garm jism ko mehsus kar rahi theen.
Ammi ki ek dabi hui "oof" ki awaaz nikli, jab unka seena uske sakht, kasrati jism se kuchal gaya.
Aur phir, bina ek pal zaaya kiye, bina unhein saans lene ka mauqa diye, usne apna munh unke munh par daba diya.
Main wahin, darwaaze ki oatt (cover) mein, ek zinda laash ki tarah khada tha.Yeh ek hamla tha. Usne Ammi ke honthon ko... qabze mein le liya tha.
Ammi ne shayad yeh expect nahi kiya tha ki Vishal aisa karne ki Jurrat karega. Ammi ki aankhein phail gayin jaise unko koi shock laga ho. Unka poora jism, ek pal ke liye, uss achaanak hamle se akadd gaya tha.
Unhone apne mehndi-rache haath uthaaye aur unhein Vishal ke seene par, uss kassi hui brown T-shirt par rakha aur usse peeche dhakelne ki koshish karne lagi.
"Mmmph... nahi... ruko..." unki awaaz uss kiss mein hi dab kar, ek bebas gungunahat ban kar reh gayi.
Lekin unka dhakelna bohot kamzor tha. Unki koshish mein zor nahi tha. Unki ungliyaan uske sakht seene par be-jaan si phisal rahi theen. Woh aadmi ek patthar ki tarah….hila tak nahi.
Vishal ne kiss nahi toda. Woh aur sakhti se, aur gehrai se Ammi ko choomne laga. Usne unke honthon ka poora zaayqa lete hue, unke nichle honth ko apne daanton mein halka sa... dabaaya.
Main wahin, darwaaze ki oatt (cover) mein, ek zinda laash ki tarah khada tha.
Dheere-dheere Ammi ke haathon ne usko dhakelna band kar diya tha jaise ke unhone haar maan li ho.Unka jism, jo ab tak uss hamle ke khilaaf akda hua tha, woh dheere dheere narm padne laga. Aur fir Jaise unke andar ki saari taaqat nikal gayi ho, Ammi uss aadmi ki baahon mein poori tarah pighal gayin.
Fir unka ek haath Vishal ke seene se dheere se oopar utha... aur uss aadmi ke kandhe ko sakhti se pakad liya. Unki mehndi-rachi ungliyaan uski brown T-shirt ke kapde ko jakad raheen theen.
Aur doosra haath uski gardan se hota hua uske ghane, kaale baalon mein ghus gaya.Unhone uske sar ko pakda aur usey apni taraf aur kheencha aur unki aankhein band ho gayi.
Fir woh, uss gair mard ke kiss ka response dene lagi ussi passion ke saath.Yeh ab ek hamla nahi tha. Yeh ek muqabla tha.Unke honth, jo ab tak uske neeche dabe hue the, ab... uske honthon ke khilaaf... jawaabi harkat karne lage. Unhone apna munh... thoda aur... khol diya.
Jaise hi Vishal ne unka yeh badlaav mehsoos kiya, uske halaq se ek halki, ghurraati hui awaaz nikli.
“Mmmmmph…..”
Usne kiss todne ke bajaaye, use aur gehra, aur geela kar diya.Unke honth ab ek doosre par be qaaboo ho kar phisal rahe the.
Woh gehra, maheen (muted berry) rang... woh lipstick jise Ammi ne aaine ke saamne itne ehtiyaat (care) se lagaya tha... ab poori tarah tabaah ho chuki thi.Rang... unke dono ke honthon se phisal kar, unke chehron par, unki thodi (chin) par... phail raha tha.
Main uss kiss ki awaazein sun sakta tha-ek narm, chap-chapaati 'smack' jab woh angle badalte. Vishal unhein pee raha tha, uss lipstick ke meethay, waxy zaayqe ko mehsoos kar raha tha.
Vishal ne apne donon haath Ammi ki kamar par bandh liye aur unko apne jism se aur mazbuti se beench liya.
Ammi ke munh se ek halki si siskaari nikli -aahhh….jo kiss mein hi gum ho gayi.
Yeh ek daava tha. Ek nishaan tha.Ammi ne... uss dabao ko mehsoos kiya. Unka jism ek pal ke liye kaanp gaya.
Main wahin khada raha. Main unki dabi hui 'aah' ki awaazein, unke jismon ke milne ki halki sarsaraahat... unke honthon ki chap-chapaahat... sab sun sakta tha.
Mera dimaag phatne waala tha. Woh Biryani, woh kebab, jo main washroom mein ugal (vomit) chuka tha, uska tezaabi (acidic) zaayqa mere munh mein waapis aa gaya.
Vishal aur Ammi ek dusre ko bahut hi shiddat ke sath kiss kar rahe the.Meri pakiza aur ba parda ma ab bilkul hi besharm ho gayi theen. Ammi ka yeh roop maine kabhi sapnon mein bhi nahi socha tha.
Phir... achaanak... Vishal ruk gaya.Usne kiss ko toda. Dono... haanp rahe the. Unke maathe ab bhi ek doosre se jude hue the. Unki bhaari, garm saansein uss thandi hawa mein mil rahi theen.
Ammi ki aankhein ab bhi band theen, unka jism abhi tak uss passion se kaanp raha tha.
"Tum..." Vishal ne ek khurduri, haanpti hui awaaz mein kaha. Uska angutha Ammi ke soojay hue, lipstick se sane honthon ke kone par phira. "...Tumhara taste..."
Ammi ne dheere se apni aankhein kholeen. Unki nigaahon mein ab bhi ek... nasha tha. "Tumhare liye hi tha..." unhone siskaari lete hue kaha.
"Tumhein andaaza hai," Vishal ne unke kaan ke paas sarsaraate hue kaha, uska haath ab bhi unki kamar ko sakhti se pakde hue tha, "tum mere saath kya kar rahi ho?"
Ammi ke honthon par ek halki si, muskurahat aayi. "Wahi... jo tum mere saath kar rahe ho..."
Vishal ke halaq se ek halki ghurraahat nikli. "Nahi. Tumhein nahi pata."
Usne apne haath se Ammi ki thodi (chin) ko pakad liya. Uski ungliyaan uss kaale veil ke kapde par phireen, jo unke chehre aur uske beech... aakhiri parda tha.
"Yeh..." usne dheemi, gusse waali awaaz mein kaha. "Yeh ab bardaasht nahi ho raha."
Ammi ke chehre se woh nasha... ekdum... gaayab ho gaya. Unhein hosh aa gaya. "Vishal... nahi... please..." unhone kaanpte hue kaha. "Hum chhat par hain..."
"Shhh," usne kaha.
Usne unki thodi (chin) ko sakhti se pakde rakha... aur apni doosri ungliyon se... uss kapde ke neeche... uss choti si, metal ki... pin ko... dhoondh liya.
"Nahi!" Ammi ne ab saaf awaaz mein inkaar kiya.
Lekin Vishal ne unki ek nahi suni. Usne pin ko... ek jhatke se... kheench kar nikaal diya.
Pin... 'tikk' ki halki si awaaz ke saath, chhat ke andhere farsh par gir gayi.
"Vishal!"
Isse pehle ke Ammi aur kuch keh paateen, Vishal ne Ammi ke veil ka khula hua sira pakda use kheenchne ki koshish ki. Woh uss kaale parde ko... unke chehre se... unke baalon se... noch dena chahta tha.
Kapda unke gaalon se aur unke maathe se... peeche sarakne laga... Ammi ka jooda ab aadha khul chuka tha...
Tabhi...Neeche ek tez, saaf awaaz aayi.
"AISSHHHAAAA!"
Yeh Saima Khala ki awaaz thi.Ek pal ke liye, chhat par sab kuch... jam gaya.
Ammi ki aankhein... dahshat (terror) mein phail gayeen. Unhone Vishal ko poori taaqat se... dhakka dete hue kaha -”Hato….”
Is baar, Vishal, jo is hamle ke liye taiyaar nahi tha, woh... peechhe hat gaya. "Fuck," usne dheere se kaha.
"Shit! Shit!" Ammi ki awaaz ab kaanp rahi thi.
"AISHA! Fahadbhai ka phone khatam hua ke nahi? Kahaan reh gayi tum?" Saima Khala ki awaaz ab qareeb lag rahi thi, jaise woh ghar ke andar lobby mein aa gayi hon.
"Main... main aa rahi hoon!" Ammi ne oopar se hi, kaanpti hui awaaz mein chilla kar jawaab diya. Unhone jaldbaazi mein apne veil ko dhoondha. Woh unke kandhon par ek be-tarteeb (messy) dher ki tarah latak raha tha. Unke baal... unke jooday se nikal kar... unke chehre par aa gaye the.
Unhone apne honthon ko... apni aasteen se... be-dardi jaldi jaldi ragda.
"Pin... meri pin..." woh andhere farsh par tatolne lageen.
"Chhodo pin ko!" Vishal ne gusse se, andhere se, sarsaraate hue kaha. "Bas lapet lo! Jao!"
"AISHA!" Saima Khala ki awaaz ab seedhiyon ke paas se aa rahi thi. Woh oopar aa rahi theen.
Ab koi waqt nahi tha.
"Main jaa raha hoon," Vishal ne tezi se kaha. "Peechhe se." Woh paani ki tankiyon ke peechhe, uss taraf bhaaga jahaan se woh aaya tha... aur saayon mein gayab ho gaya.
Ammi ne veil ko jaldbaazi mein uthaaya... usey apne khule hue baalon par... apne chehre aur gardan ke gird... buri tarah lapeta... Aur ek haath se... uss kapde ko... apni thodi (chin) ke neeche... sakhti se... pakad liya.
Woh tezi se chhat ke darwaaze ki taraf lapkeen. Ussi darwaaze ki taraf, jahaan main chhupa hua tha.
Mere paas hilne ka waqt nahi tha.Darwaaza ek jhatke se poora khula.Main andhere mein, deewar se bilkul chipak gaya.
Luckily,Ammi ne mujhe nahi dekha. Unki aankhein dahshat mein phaili hui theen. Woh haanp rahi theen. Unke honth... soojay hue aur rangeen the. Aur unke jism se... ...Vishal ke mehnge cologne... aur unke apne perfume ki... mili-juli... ek ghinoni, jismaani mehak... aa rahi thi.
Woh mere saamne se... mere jism se bas ek inch ke faasle se... guzarti hui seedhiyon mein utar gayin.
"Aayi Saima! Aayi!" unki kaanpti hui, jhooti awaaz neeche jaate hue doob gayi. "Woh... signal... signal bohot kharaab tha!"
Main wahin khada reh gaya. Us anjaan mard ke jism ki mehak... ab meri Ammi ki mehak thi.
Chhat par ab main akela tha.Aur uss andhere farsh par, street light ki halki si roshni mein... ek choti si, kaali cheez chamak rahi thi.
Ammi ka veil pin.
Mera haath kaanp raha tha. Main jhuka aur usey utha liya. Dhaat (metal) thandi thi. Lekin meri ungliyon ko aisa laga jaise maine ek jalte hue koyle ko chhoo liya ho.
Yeh pin. Jise subah unhone apni thodi (chin) ke neeche lagaaya tha. Ek taale ki tarah. Ek 'click' ki awaaz.
Sab jhoot tha.
Maine pin ko apni mutthi mein sakhti se band kar liya. Uska tez, nukeela sira meri hatheli mein chubh gaya. Ek tez dard utha.Aur uss dard ne mujhe hosh mein laaya.
Main ab aur ek second bhi wahaan nahi ruk sakta tha. Main uss jagah par khada tha jahaan meri Ammi...
Main palta aur tezi se uss darwaaze ki taraf badha jisse Ammi bhaagi theen. Maine darwaaza khola.
Seedhiyon mein ab bhi wahi mehak phansi hui thi. Vishal ka cologne aur Ammi ka perfume. Wahi ghinoni mehak.
Mera pait phir se ubal pada, lekin ab ugalne (vomit) ke liye kuch bacha nahi tha. Maine apne munh par haath rakha aur neeche utarne laga. Main bhaag raha tha.
Har qadam ek azaab tha.
Jaise-jaise main neeche utar raha tha, party ka shor tez hota jaa raha tha. Music... logon ki hansi... chamchon ki awaaz...
Main aakhiri seedhi par pahuncha aur ghar ki lobby mein qadam rakha. Roshni meri aankhon mein chubhi. Main bheed mein waapis nahi jaa sakta tha. Nahi. Abhi nahi.
Maine lawn ki taraf nahi dekha. Maine apni Nani ko nahi dhoondha. Main lobby se hota hua, seedha apne kamre ki taraf bhaaga. Mujhe yahaan se nikalna tha. Mujhe iss jhooti, ghinoni party se... iss aurat se... door jaana tha.
Main apne kamre mein ghusa aur darwaaza band kar diya.
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