Adultery Siyali Rajput: Ek Phool, Kaante Hazaar

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Siyali ne apne chehre ko hathon se dhak liya aur dheere se sisakne lagi. Uska gora badan darr aur thakan se kaanp raha tha.

"Ab kya hoga?" Siyali ne rote hue pucha.

Bhairavnath ne ek gehri saans li aur Siyali ke bilkul paas aakar khada ho gaya. Uska bhari jism Siyali ki nazakat ke itne kareeb tha ki Siyali ko uske sharir ki garm aur namkeen boo saaf aa rahi thi.

"Are Madam ji, aap rui jaisi naazuk hain, rona shobha nahi deta," Bhairavnath ne ek behad gandi aur dheet muskurahat ke saath kaha. "Chabhi nahi hai toh kya hua? Panchayat Bhawan ka jo main office hai, uske peeche ek 'VIP Guest Room' hai. Waise toh wo Pradhan ji ke liye hai, par aaj aap wahan ruk jayiye."

Master Raghuvir ne turant beech mein tokka. "Nahi! Wo kamra thik nahi hai. Usme koi parda (privacy) nahi hai. Siyali beti, tum mere saath chalo, main tumhe gaon ke kisi ghar mein rukwa deta hoon."

Bhairavnath ki aankhein gusse se laal ho gayi. Usne Masterji ko ghoora. "Masterji, aap bhool rahe hain ki ye sarkari mamla hai. Sachiv Madam gaon ke kisi bhi ghar mein aise hi nahi reh sakti, suraksha (security) ka sawal hai. Panchayat Bhawan mein 'pehra' rehta hai."

Siyali dono ke beech pis rahi thi. Use nahi pata tha ki Masterji use bachana chahte hain, aur Bhairavnath use phansana.

Masterji ki fikar jayaz thi, lekin kismat ko kuch aur hi manzoor tha. Jaise hi wo Siyali ko us "VIP Room" ki taraf le jaane lage, Masterji ki jeb mein rakha purana mobile zor se baj utha.

"Kya? Abhi? Itni raat ko?" Masterji ki awaaz mein pareshani thi. Unke kisi rishtedar ka phone tha—koi emergency thi jise wo taal nahi sakte the. Siyali ne unke chehre par aayi shikan dekhi aur uska dil baith gaya. Wo samajh gayi ki uska akela sahara bhi ab usse door ja raha hai.

"Beti, mujhe jaana hoga... par tum ghabrana mat," Masterji ne hichkichate hue kaha, par unki nazrein Bhairavnath par thi jo door khada apni moochon ko taav de raha tha.

Masterji ko majbooran wapas jana pada kyunki unka ghar door tha, par unhone Siyali ko dheere se kaha, "Beti, andar se kundi kaskar lagana aur kisi ke liye bhi darwaza mat kholna... chahe kuch bhi ho jaye."

Chabhi gum chuki hai, Masterji ko jaana pad raha hai, aur Siyali us andhere Panchayat Bhawan mein akeli hai.

Aakhirkar, andhera itna gehra ho gaya ki rasta dikhna band ho gaya. Siyali ko na chahte hue bhi Panchayat Bhawan wapas jana pada.

Masterji ke jaate hi, Bhairavnath aur Bhiku ke chehron par aisi shaitani chamak aayi jaise bhookhe bhediyon ne ek hiran ko gher liya ho.

Bhairavnath ne laaltain uthayi aur Siyali ko us VIP room ki taraf le gaya. Ye kamra baki Panchayat Bhawan se thoda alag tha. Deewaron par purane nile rang ka paint tha aur beech mein ek bada sa saagwan ka palang.

"Lijiye Madam ji, ye hai aapka thikana," Bhairavnath ne darwaza khola.

Siyali ne andar kadam rakha toh use ajeeb si thandak mehsus hui. Kamre mein ek bada sa sheesha tha jo thik palang ke samne tha. Garmi aur paseene se Siyali ka bura haal tha. Uske halke aasmani suit ka kapda uski peeth aur uske bhare hue stano (breasts) par chipak kar uske sharir ki har ek lakeer ko numaya kar raha maha tha.

Bhairavnath ki nigahein Siyali ke un ubharon par thahar gayi jo saans lene par tezi se upar-neeche ho rahe the. Uske moonh se laar tapakne ko thi. Usne apni bhari aur karkash awaaz mein kaha, "Badi umas hai na Madam? Paseene se tar ho gayi hain aap... nahaana chahen toh baramde mein handpump hai, wahan koi nahi aayega."

Siyali ne darr ke maare apna dupatta aur kas liya. "Nahi... main thik hoon."

"Thik kaise hain?" Bhiku ne peeche se dabe paon aakar kaha. "Humne aapke liye thanda paani aur ek nayi baalti rakhwa di hai. Aap araam se naha lijiye, tab tak hum bahar 'pehra' dete hain."

Siyali ko jab unhone akela chhoda, toh usne andar se kundi laga li. Lekin wo masoom ye nahi jaanti thi ki us VIP room ke theek bagal mein Bhairavnath ka cabin tha. Dono kamron ke beech ki deewar mein ek purani kabootar-daan (ventilation hole) thi, jise Bhairavnath ne dhyan se ek purane calendar se dhak rakha tha.

Andar Siyali ne garmi se tang aakar apna dupatta bed par phenka. Usne apne suit ke oopri do button khole taaki thodi hawa lag sake. Jaise hi usne button khole, uski doodh jaisi safed aur makhmali twacha laaltain ki dhundhli roshni mein sone ki tarah chamak uthi. Paseene ki ek nanhi boond uski gardan se phisalti hui uski gehraai (cleavage) mein ja giri.

Deewar ke us paar, andhere mein Bhairavnath aur Bhiku wahi calendar thoda sarka kar ek hi darar se jhank rahe the.

"Dekh Bhiku... dekh kaisi makkhan jaisi rangat hai," Bhairavnath ne phusphusate hue kaha, uski saansein tej ho gayi thin.

"Bhaiya, agar ek baar ye hath lag jaye toh kasam se poora gaon vaar doon is par," Bhiku ne apne hothon par jeebh pheri, uska hath apni dhoti ke niche harqat karne laga tha.

Siyali ko achanak mehsus hua ki koi use dekh raha hai. Usne hadbada kar sheeshe mein dekha. Sheeshe mein use apni hi khubsurti dikhi—geele baal, khule hue button aur darr se laal gaal. Lekin tabhi use deewar ke us paar se kisi ke phusphusane ki awaaz aayi.

"Kaun hai?" Siyali chillayi aur turant apne hathon se apne seene ko dhak liya.

Bahar sannata chha gaya. Lekin ye sannata sukoon wala nahi tha. Ye us toofaan se pehle ki khamoshi thi jo aaj raat Siyali ki masoomiyat ko nigalne wala tha.