Yesterday, 02:41 PM
Bhairavnath apni khatiya se uth khada hua. Usne apna kurta thik kiya aur dheere-dhire seedhiyon se utar kar Siyali ki taraf badhne laga. Uske piche-piche Bhiku bhi aa gaya, jiski nazrein Siyali ke sharir se hat hi nahi rahi thi.
Siyali wahan khadi thi, sarr jhukaye huye. Wo bechari bilkul anjaan thi ki kyun ye log use aise ghoor rahe hain.
Asal mein, Siyali ne apni puri zindagi kitabo (books) ke beech guzar di thi. college se college aur college se competition ki tayari. Usne kabhi sheeshe mein khud ko us nazar se dekha hi nahi tha jis nazar se duniya use dekhti thi.
Use khabar hi nahi thi ki jawani ki dahleej par kadam rakhte hi uska yovan kis hadd tak nikhar gaya tha.
Bhayapura ki dhoop mein khadi Siyali kisi apsara se kam nahi lag rahi thi.
Uski aankhein kisi gehri jheel jesi thi, jisme koi bhi doob jaye. Palkein ghani aur lambi. Uske gaal itne komal aur gulabi the jaise kisi bacche ki skin ho, jinpar sharam ki laali aate hi wo aur bhi madhosh kar dete the. Uske hoth... ohh, wo hoth natural gulabi aur itne rasile the ki dekhne wale ko pyaas lag jaye. Aisa lagta tha jaise wo kisi phool ki pankhudiyan hon.
Lekin jo cheez mardon ko sabse jyada pagal kar rahi thi, wo tha uska bhara-pura badan.
Bhale hi Siyali ne loose kapde pehne the, lekin wo kapde uske bade-bade stano (breasts) ko chupa nahi pa rahe the. Uski chhati ka ubhar itna jyada tha ki kameez ka kapda wahan se kas gaya tha. Saans lene par jab uska seena upar-neeche hota, toh dekhne walon ki dhadkanein ruk jati thi.
Uski kamar patli aur surahidaar thi, jo niche jaakar uske bade aur gol nitambhon (round buttocks) mein badal jati thi. Uske nitambh itne soft aur heavy the ki chalte waqt salwar mein unki movement saaf pata chalti thi. Uski jaanghein (thighs) bhari huyi aur makhan jaisi mulayam thi.
Siyali ka pura sharir ek kacchi kali ki tarah tha jo ab phool ban chuka tha—ek aisa phool jise todne ke liye Bhairavnath jese bhawre (beetles) betaab the.
Bhairavnath ab Siyali ke bilkul kareeb aa chuka tha. Uske sharir se pasine aur tambaku ki badbu aa rahi thi, jisse Siyali ne apni naak sikud li.
Bhairavnath ne ek gehri saans li, jaise wo Siyali ki khushbu ko apne andar bharna chahta ho.
"Namaste, Madam Ji," Bhairavnath ki awaaz mein ek ajib si mithaas aur bharipan tha. "Hum yahan ke Up-Pradhan hain, Bhairavnath. Aur ye hamara sahayak, Bhiku."
Siyali ne thoda ghabrate huye apne dono hath jod kar namaste karna chaha. "Ji... Namaste. Mera naam Siyali Rajput hai."
Lekin Bhairavnath ne moka nahi gawaya. Usne apna kala, khurdura aur bada sa hath aage bada diya.
"Are Madam, aap afsar hain, hath jod kar nahi, hath mila kar swagat kariye," Bhairavnath ne kutil muskaan ke sath kaha.
Siyali thodi hichkichayi (hesitated). Gaon ke hisab se ye thoda ajib tha, lekin wo protocol todna nahi chahti thi. Wo toh bas apni job shuru karne aayi thi.
Dheere se, darte-darte, Siyali ne apna gora, komal aur nazuk sa hath aage badhaya.
Jaise hi Siyali ki hatheli Bhairavnath ke hath mein gayi, Bhairavnath ne use turant jakad liya.
Siyali ka hath makkhan jaisa naram tha, aur Bhairavnath ka hath kisi pathar jaisa sakht.
Bhairavnath ne Siyali ke hath ko sirf pakda nahi, balki apni ungliyon se uski hatheli ko halke se dabaya. Usne Siyali ke hath ko choda nahi, balki hilate huye kuch seconds tak thame rakha.
Siyali ko ek jhatka laga. Ye normal handshake nahi tha. Use mehsoos hua ki Bhairavnath ka angutha (thumb) uski hatheli ke piche sahla (rub) raha hai.
Siyali ke pure sharir mein ek current daud gaya—dar ka aur ek ajib si ghin ka.
Usne Bhairavnath ki aankhon mein dekha. Bhairavnath uski aankhon mein nahi, balki uske hilte huye hothon aur seene ko dekh raha tha.
Siyali ne apna hath khinchne ki koshish ki. "J-Ji... dhanyawad," wo haklayi.
Lekin Bhairavnath ne ek pal ke liye pakad dhili nahi ki. Wo us komal sparsh ka maza le raha tha. Wo chahta tha ki Siyali ye mehsoos kare ki wo kiski giraft (grip) mein hai.
Kareeb 5 second tak hath pakad kar rakhne ke baad, jab Master Raghuvir ne halka sa khans kar "Hmm" kiya, tab jakar Bhairavnath ne dhire se Siyali ka hath choda.
Siyali ne turant apna hath piche kiya aur use apne dupatta se dhak liya, jaise us hath par kuch ganda lag gaya ho. Uski heartbeat bahut tez ho gayi thi. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki ye aadmi itna creepy kyu hai.
Bhairavnath ne apni moochon par hath fera aur Masterji ki taraf dekh kar bola, "Masterji, aapka shukriya jo aap madam ko sahi salamat le aaye. Ab aage ki 'sewa' hum dekh lenge."
'Sewa' shabd usne jis tarah bola, usse Masterji ko bhi khatra mehsoos hua.
Siyali wahan khadi thi, sarr jhukaye huye. Wo bechari bilkul anjaan thi ki kyun ye log use aise ghoor rahe hain.
Asal mein, Siyali ne apni puri zindagi kitabo (books) ke beech guzar di thi. college se college aur college se competition ki tayari. Usne kabhi sheeshe mein khud ko us nazar se dekha hi nahi tha jis nazar se duniya use dekhti thi.
Use khabar hi nahi thi ki jawani ki dahleej par kadam rakhte hi uska yovan kis hadd tak nikhar gaya tha.
Bhayapura ki dhoop mein khadi Siyali kisi apsara se kam nahi lag rahi thi.
Uski aankhein kisi gehri jheel jesi thi, jisme koi bhi doob jaye. Palkein ghani aur lambi. Uske gaal itne komal aur gulabi the jaise kisi bacche ki skin ho, jinpar sharam ki laali aate hi wo aur bhi madhosh kar dete the. Uske hoth... ohh, wo hoth natural gulabi aur itne rasile the ki dekhne wale ko pyaas lag jaye. Aisa lagta tha jaise wo kisi phool ki pankhudiyan hon.
Lekin jo cheez mardon ko sabse jyada pagal kar rahi thi, wo tha uska bhara-pura badan.
Bhale hi Siyali ne loose kapde pehne the, lekin wo kapde uske bade-bade stano (breasts) ko chupa nahi pa rahe the. Uski chhati ka ubhar itna jyada tha ki kameez ka kapda wahan se kas gaya tha. Saans lene par jab uska seena upar-neeche hota, toh dekhne walon ki dhadkanein ruk jati thi.
Uski kamar patli aur surahidaar thi, jo niche jaakar uske bade aur gol nitambhon (round buttocks) mein badal jati thi. Uske nitambh itne soft aur heavy the ki chalte waqt salwar mein unki movement saaf pata chalti thi. Uski jaanghein (thighs) bhari huyi aur makhan jaisi mulayam thi.
Siyali ka pura sharir ek kacchi kali ki tarah tha jo ab phool ban chuka tha—ek aisa phool jise todne ke liye Bhairavnath jese bhawre (beetles) betaab the.
Bhairavnath ab Siyali ke bilkul kareeb aa chuka tha. Uske sharir se pasine aur tambaku ki badbu aa rahi thi, jisse Siyali ne apni naak sikud li.
Bhairavnath ne ek gehri saans li, jaise wo Siyali ki khushbu ko apne andar bharna chahta ho.
"Namaste, Madam Ji," Bhairavnath ki awaaz mein ek ajib si mithaas aur bharipan tha. "Hum yahan ke Up-Pradhan hain, Bhairavnath. Aur ye hamara sahayak, Bhiku."
Siyali ne thoda ghabrate huye apne dono hath jod kar namaste karna chaha. "Ji... Namaste. Mera naam Siyali Rajput hai."
Lekin Bhairavnath ne moka nahi gawaya. Usne apna kala, khurdura aur bada sa hath aage bada diya.
"Are Madam, aap afsar hain, hath jod kar nahi, hath mila kar swagat kariye," Bhairavnath ne kutil muskaan ke sath kaha.
Siyali thodi hichkichayi (hesitated). Gaon ke hisab se ye thoda ajib tha, lekin wo protocol todna nahi chahti thi. Wo toh bas apni job shuru karne aayi thi.
Dheere se, darte-darte, Siyali ne apna gora, komal aur nazuk sa hath aage badhaya.
Jaise hi Siyali ki hatheli Bhairavnath ke hath mein gayi, Bhairavnath ne use turant jakad liya.
Siyali ka hath makkhan jaisa naram tha, aur Bhairavnath ka hath kisi pathar jaisa sakht.
Bhairavnath ne Siyali ke hath ko sirf pakda nahi, balki apni ungliyon se uski hatheli ko halke se dabaya. Usne Siyali ke hath ko choda nahi, balki hilate huye kuch seconds tak thame rakha.
Siyali ko ek jhatka laga. Ye normal handshake nahi tha. Use mehsoos hua ki Bhairavnath ka angutha (thumb) uski hatheli ke piche sahla (rub) raha hai.
Siyali ke pure sharir mein ek current daud gaya—dar ka aur ek ajib si ghin ka.
Usne Bhairavnath ki aankhon mein dekha. Bhairavnath uski aankhon mein nahi, balki uske hilte huye hothon aur seene ko dekh raha tha.
Siyali ne apna hath khinchne ki koshish ki. "J-Ji... dhanyawad," wo haklayi.
Lekin Bhairavnath ne ek pal ke liye pakad dhili nahi ki. Wo us komal sparsh ka maza le raha tha. Wo chahta tha ki Siyali ye mehsoos kare ki wo kiski giraft (grip) mein hai.
Kareeb 5 second tak hath pakad kar rakhne ke baad, jab Master Raghuvir ne halka sa khans kar "Hmm" kiya, tab jakar Bhairavnath ne dhire se Siyali ka hath choda.
Siyali ne turant apna hath piche kiya aur use apne dupatta se dhak liya, jaise us hath par kuch ganda lag gaya ho. Uski heartbeat bahut tez ho gayi thi. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki ye aadmi itna creepy kyu hai.
Bhairavnath ne apni moochon par hath fera aur Masterji ki taraf dekh kar bola, "Masterji, aapka shukriya jo aap madam ko sahi salamat le aaye. Ab aage ki 'sewa' hum dekh lenge."
'Sewa' shabd usne jis tarah bola, usse Masterji ko bhi khatra mehsoos hua.
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