Adultery Sharmili Mummy Ko Mila Naya Pati

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Cabin ke andar AC ki halki sarsarahat ke ilawa bilkul sannata tha. Shalini darwaze se chipak kar khadi thi, usne apne pallu ko itne zor se pakda tha ki uski ungliyan saphed pad gayi thin. Aryan apni kursi par bade araam se baith gaya aur Shalini ke bhari-pure jism ko sar se paon tak niharne laga.

Aryan: "Dekhiye Shalini ji, main koi bura aadmi nahi hoon. Bas baat itni hai ki kal se aapka wo roop mere dimaag se nikal nahi raha hai. Itni sundar aurat aur itni saadgi... ye toh mardo par zulm hai."

Shalini ne roasi (crying) awaaz mein kaha, "Please... mera bag de dijiye. Mujhse galti ho gayi jo main yahan aayi."

Aryan (muskurate hue): "Galti ko sudhara ja sakta hai. Meri ek choti si shart hai. Aapne kal wo black nighty pehni thi, par main use theek se dekh nahi paya. Bas ek baar... bas 5 minute ke liye aap wo nighty dobara pehen lijiye. Main bas dekhna chahta hoon ki wo aap par kaisi lagti hai. Bas itna kar dijiye, aur aapka bag, phone aur meri khamoshi... sab aapka."

Shalini ke kaan garam ho gaye. "Nahi! Main aisa... main nahi kar sakti. Main ek izzatdar ghar ki bahu hoon."

Aryan (thanda hokar): "Izzatdar? Agar Shobhit ji ko pata chala ki unki biwi dopahar ko aise showrooms mein aakar aisi cheezein try karti hai, toh kya izzat bachegi? Soham ko pata chalega toh kya sochega?"

Shalini toot gayi. Use pata tha ki Aryan dheet hai. Usne darrte hue pucha, "Bas... bas pehenna hoga?"

Aryan: "Haan, bas pehen kar yahan khadi ho jayiye. Main door se dekhunga. Phir aap ja sakti hain."

Aryan ne wahi kaali satin nighty counter se uthakar table par rakh di. Shalini ne kaanpte hathon se wo resham ka tukda uthaya. Cabin ke kone mein ek chota sa parda laga tha badalne ke liye.

Kuch der baad, jab parda hata, toh Aryan ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. Shalini ne wo kaali satin nighty pehni hui thi. Uska gora badan us kaale rang mein chamak raha tha.

Bina kisi support ke, uski bhari-bhari chatiyan us patle kapde ke niche apni puri azadi mein thin. Unka uncha ubhaar Aryan ka hosh uda raha tha.

Shalini sharam ke maare apni baahon se khud ko dhakne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin satin ka wo chikna kapda uske nitambon aur kamar se chipka hua tha, jo uski har ek lachak ko saaf dikha raha tha.

Shalini ki aankhon mein aansu the, par Aryan ke liye wo ek khubsurat manzar tha.

Aryan (kursi se uthte hue): "Kamaal hai... aap toh kisi pari jaisi lag rahi hain. Shobhit ji toh sach mein bewakoof hain jo dukan par bethe rehte hain."

Aryan dhire-dhire uski taraf badhne laga. Shalini piche hati, par piche deewar thi.

Aryan dhire-dhire Shalini ki taraf badha. Shalini deewar se chipki hui thi, uski saansein itni tez thi ki kaali satin ki nighty uske unchay aur bhari ubhaaron par tezi se upar-niche ho rahi thi. Uski sharam aur darr ne uski khubsurti mein ek ajeeb si lachak bhar di thi.

Aryan bilkul uske kareeb ruk gaya. Usne apni naak Shalini ke baalon ke paas le ja kar ek gehri saans li. "Shalini ji... aapki khushboo bilkul mandir ke chandan jaisi hai, par ye jism... ye jism toh kisi gunah jaisa hai."

Shalini ne aankhein band kar li, uske palkon se ek aansu nikal kar uske gore gaal par phisal gaya. Aryan ne badi himmat karke apna hath badhaya aur Shalini ki naram kamar par rakha. Satin ka kapda itna chikna tha ki uska hath phisal kar niche uske gol nitambon ke oopri hisse ko choo gaya.

Shalini ka pura badan kaanp utha. Usne siskari bharte hue dhire se kaha, "Nahi... please... mera bag de dijiye."

Aryan ne uske kaan ke paas phusphusate hue kaha, "Bas ek baar mehsoos karna chahta hoon ki Shobhit ji kitne khush-kismat hain." Usne apna dusra hath Shalini ke kandhe par rakha aur sarakte hue uski gori gardan ko chhua.

Aryan ne thodi aur badtameezi ki koshish ki, lekin usne dekha ki Shalini bilkul patthar jaisi ho gayi hai. Woh samajh gaya ki agar abhi isse zyada kuch kiya, toh ye aurat ya toh behosh ho jayegi ya cheekh degi. Usne dhire se apna hath hataya aur piche hat gaya.

"Theek hai... aaj ke liye itna hi kaafi hai. Aap kapde badal lijiye. Aapka bag aur phone counter par rakha hai," Aryan ne ek gehri muskurahat ke saath kaha.

Shalini bina kuch bole parde ke piche bhagi. Uska badan abhi bhi thar-thar kaanp raha tha jahan Aryan ne use chhua tha. Usne jaldi se saree pehni aur cabin se nikal kar counter se apna bag uthaya aur bina mud kar dekhe showroom se bahar bhag gayi. Uske mann mein bas ek hi baat thi—"Mujhe ghar ja kar nahana hai, mujhe ye sab bhulana hai."

Aryan ke us cabin se nikalne ke baad, agle 8-10 din Shalini ne kisi bhayanak sapne ki tarah bitaye. Shuruat ke do-teen din toh woh darr ke maare thar-thar kaanpti rahi. Jab bhi Shobhit dukan se der se laut-te, use lagta ki shayad Aryan ne unhe phone kar diya hoga ya dukan par jaakar sab bata diya hoga.

Par dhire-dhire jab din guzarne lage aur dukan se koi buri khabar nahi aayi, toh Shalini ne sukoon ki saans li. Usne apne mann ko samjhaya— "Shayad woh dukandar sirf darr dikha raha tha. Ab sab theek hai."

Usne wo kaali satin nighty, jo usne majboori mein khareedi thi (Aryan ne bag ke saath wahi pack kar di thi), almari ke sabse niche wale kone mein chhupa di. Usne socha tha ki ek din, jab maun sahi hoga, woh ise pehen kar Shobhit ko ek naya roop dikhayegi. Wo chahti thi ki unka rishta jo kaam ki wajah se thanda pad gaya hai, usme phir se wahi purani aag laute.

Shalini ke mann mein ek kashmakash thi. Aryan wale kisse ne use andar se thoda daraya zaroor tha, par saath hi uske andar ek soti hui aurat ko jaga bhi diya tha. Use laga ki shayad Shobhit ki berukhi ki wajah woh khud hai.

Usi raat, Shalini ne khud ko taiyar kiya. Shobhit bistar par let kar hisaab ki diary dekh rahe the. Shalini dressing table ke saamne baithi. Usne apne bheege baalon ko khula chhoda, aankhon mein halka kaajal lagaya aur hothon par thodi si laali.

Aaine mein dekhte hue usne bistar par lete Shobhit ko nihara. Aaj usne ek halki gulabi rang ki cotton ki nighty pehni thi, jo uske bhari-pure badan se chipak rahi thi. Usne socha aaj woh Shobhit ko rijha legi. Woh dhire se bistar par gayi aur unke kareeb sarak gayi. Usne apna naram hath Shobhit ke seene par rakha.

Shobhit ne pehle toh thoda dhyan diya, unhone Shalini ke unchay ubhaaron ko mehsoos kiya aur uske kareeb aaye. Thodi der ke liye dono ke beech garmi badhi, par Shobhit ki thakan unki ichha par bhaari pad gayi. Do-chaar minute ki us adhuri koshish ke baad, Shobhit ne karwat badal li aur gehri neend mein so gaye.

Shalini wahi garam jism aur bhari saanson ke saath leti rahi. Uski pyaas adhuri thi. Use laga shayad uske is sadharan roop mein ab woh baat nahi rahi jo Shobhit ko jagaye rakh sake.

Agli subah, Shalini naha kar kamre mein aayi. Woh sirf ek gehre laal rang ke blouse aur peticoat mein thi. Uske baal bheege hue the aur pani ki boondein uski gori peeth aur kandhon par chamak rahi thin. Uska peticoat uski gol aur bhari kamar par kasa hua tha.

Woh almari khol kar saree nikalne hi wali thi ki uski nazar kone mein chhupi us 'Rose-Petals' wali kaali satin nighty par padi. Usne use nikaala aur apne jism ke saamne rakh kar aaine mein dekha.

"Kya aaj raat main ye pehnu? Shayad is resham ki chamak unhe sone na de," usne khud se sawal kiya. Uska dil dharak raha tha. Usne faisla kiya ki aaj woh apni sharam ko dar-kinar karke ye experiment zaroor karegi. Usne din bhar ghar ka kaam kisi machine ki tarah kiya, bas raat ka intezar tha.

Raat hui. Shalini ne kitchen ka kaam jaldi niptaya. Shalini ne socha ki aaj wo Shobhit ka mann behlayegi. Usne unki pasand ka matar-paneer banaya aur kheer tyari ki. Woh naha-dho kar taiyar hone hi wali thi, tabhi darwaza khula.

Shalini muskurate hue bahar aayi, par uski muskurahat wahi jam gayi. Shobhit ghar dakhil hue, par aaj unke hath khali the aur chehra bilkul saphed pad chuka tha. Unki aankhon mein nind nahi, balki tabahi ka darr tha.

Tabhi darwaza khula. Shobhit andar aaya, par uske hath mein na toh rozana ka saaman tha aur na hi chehre par thakan wali muskurahat. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa saphed-pan (paleness) tha.

Shobhit bina kuch kahe sofa par gir sa gaya. Uske hath kaanp rahe the.

Shalini (kareeb aate hue): "Ji? Kya hua? Dekhiye aaj maine aapke liye kheer banayi hai. Aap aise kyun baithe hain?"

Shobhit ne apni laal aankhen upar uthayi. "Shalini... kheer-veeri sab bhul jao. Hamari buniyaad hil gayi hai."

Usne thar-thrati awaaz mein bataya ki kaise dukan par wo sarkari log aaye the aur kaise 'Duplicate identity' ke chakkar mein unka sab kuch chhinne wala hai.

Shalini ka dil doob gaya. Use laga jaise bhagwan usse badla le raha hai. Ek taraf wo Aryan ke ehsas se azad hui hi thi, ki ab uske pati par ye musibat aa gayi.

Shalini: "Par koi raasta toh hoga na? Hum vakeel ke paas chalte hain."

Shobhit: "Vakeel kaghaz dekhta hai Shalini, aur kaghaz keh rahe hain ki Shobhit main nahi, koi aur hai. Khanna ne bataya hai... sirf ek hi raasta hai. Us 'dusre' Shobhit ko dhoondhna hoga. Uska naam Pramod hai."

Shalini ne jab Pramod ka naam suna, toh use ek anjaani si ghabrahat hui. Shobhit ne jab use bataya ki Pramod ko shehar laakar apne hi ghar mein rakhna padega, toh Shalini ke hosh ud gaye.

Shobhit: "Shalini, wo meri jagah dukan par baithega taaki sabko lage asli Shobhit wahi hai. Aur agar duniya ko dikhana hai, toh use yahan ghar mein bhi rehna hoga... meri tarah bankar."

Shalini ki nazar us almari ki taraf gayi jahan wo kaali nighty chhupi thi. Wo nighty jo usne apne pati ke liye li thi, ab us ghar mein ek gair mard aane wala tha jo uske pati jaisa hi dikhta tha. Uska wo "Surprise" ab uski zindagi ka sabse bada khauf banne wala tha.

(USS DIN SUBAH)

Idhar shehar ke dusre kone mein, Shobhit ki dukan par rozana ki tarah bheed thi. Shobhit ek purane grahak ko cheeni (sugar) tol kar de raha tha. Pasina uske mathe se beh raha tha, par uske chehre par ek santushti thi.

Tabhi, dukan ke samne ek sarkari gaadi aakar ruki. Do log safed safari suit mein utre, unke hath mein kuch files thin. Shobhit ne unhe dekha toh thoda thithak gaya.

Officer: "Shobhit Kumar kaun hai?"

Shobhit ne hath dho kar aage aate hue kaha, "Ji, main hoon. Kuch chahiye tha sahab?"

Officer ne bade rookhepan se ek file counter par rakhi. "Humein khabar mili hai ki ye dukan jis zameen par hai, uska purana allotment cancel ho gaya hai. Aur dusri baat, aapke naam par jo ID register hai, usme dhandli (fraud) payi gayi hai."

Shobhit ka dil ek dum se baith gaya. "Sahab, ye dukan mere dada ke zamane ki hai. Saare kaghaz pakke hain. Fraud kaisa?"

Officer (file kholte hue): "Computer records ke hisaab se, Shobhit Kumar naam ka shaks koi aur hai, jiski photo hamare database mein hai. Aapka chehra hamare record se match nahi karta. Ya toh aapne kisi ki identity churaayi hai, ya phir ye dukan benami hai."

Shobhit ne kaghaz dekhe. Record mein jo photo thi, woh Pramod ki thi (halaki Shobhit abhi nahi jaanta tha ki woh kaun hai). Us shaks ka chehra Shobhit se milta-julta tha, lekin woh Shobhit nahi tha.

"Ye main nahi hoon sahab! Ye pata nahi kiski photo hai," Shobhit ne gid-gidate hue kaha.

Officer: "Humein nahi pata. Aapko 15 din ka notice diya jata hai. Agar aapne sabit nahi kiya ki aap hi 'asli' Shobhit Kumar hain, toh ye dukan seal kar di jayegi aur aap par case chalega."

Officer wahan se nikal gaya, par Shobhit wahi kursi par dher ho gaya. Uske registers, uski kamai, uska sab kuch ek pal mein dhuan hota dikh raha tha.

Shobhit ghar pahunchta hai. Shalini, jo pehle se hi Aryan wale kisse se tuti hui thi, jab apne pati ka utra hua chehra dekhti hai, toh woh darr jati hai.

Raat ka waqt tha. Ghar mein sannata roz se gehra tha. Shalini, jo abhi-abhi Aryan ke us gande ehsas ko naha-dhokar apne badan se utaarne ki koshish kar rahi thi, kitchen mein khadi kaanp rahi thi. Use lag raha tha ki usne apne pati se bahut bada raaz chhupaya hai.

Tabhi Shobhit ghar dakhil hua. Lekin aaj uske kadmon mein wo purani raftaar nahi thi. Uska chehra utra hua tha aur aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa khauf tha.

Shobhit bina kuch bole sofa par dher ho gaya. Shalini ne paani ka gilaas aage kiya, uske hath abhi bhi Aryan ke chhuan ki wajah se thode ladkhada rahe the.

"Ji... kya hua? Aaj bade pareshan lag rahe hain? Dukan par sab theek toh hai na?" Shalini ne dheere se pucha, apni nazar jhukaye hue. Use dar tha ki kahin Shobhit uski aankhon mein Aryan ka kissa na padh le.

Shobhit ne ek gehri saans li aur apna sar pakad liya. "Shalini... sab khatam hone wala hai. Aaj dukan par sarkari log aaye the. Keh rahe hain ki dukan jis kaghaz par hai, wo 'Shobhit' main hoon hi nahi."

Shalini hairan reh gayi. "Ye kya keh rahe hain aap? Aap hi toh Shobhit hain."

"Records mein kisi aur ki photo chapi hai Shalini! Wo bilkul meri tarah dikhta hai, par wo main nahi hoon. Usne pata nahi kaise mere saare documents apne naam kar liye hain. Agar 15 din mein maine sabit nahi kiya ki main hi asli Shobhit hoon, toh dukan seal ho jayegi aur mujhe jail ho sakti hai."

Shalini ke hosh ud gaye. Aryan wala kissa ek pal mein piche chhoot gaya. Ab musibat ghar ki buniyaad par thi.

Agli subah, Shobhit apne sabse purane dost Khanna se milne uski purani kothi par pahunchta hai. Khanna thoda chalak aur duniyadari samajhne wala aadmi tha.

"Dekh Shobhit," Khanna ne cigarette ka dhuwan udate hue kaha, "Ye kaam kaghazon se nahi banega. Jisne ye kiya hai, wo bahut bada khiladi hai. Maine pata lagwaya hai... wo banda Lucknow ke paas ek gaon mein rehta hai. Uska naam Pramod hai."

Shobhit ne hairani se pucha, "Pramod? Par wo meri identity kyun istemal kar raha hai?"

"Kyunki wo bilkul teri tarah dikhta hai! Agar tu dukan bachana chahta hai, toh tujhe usse milna hoga. Use yahan lana hoga taaki wo court mein bayan de sake ki tum dono alag ho. Lekin dhyan rakhna, Pramod koi seedha banda nahi hai. Wo bahut chalak aur gunde kism ka aadmi hai. Sunne mein aaya hai ki us par kai purane cases bhi hain."

Shobhit darr gaya. "Toh main kya karoon? Use yahan ghar le aau?"

Khanna ne muskurate hue Shobhit ke kandhe par hath rakha. "Wahi ek raasta hai. Use bol ki kuch din ke liye tera 'duplicate' bankar yahan rahe jab tak kaghaz theek na ho jayein. Par yaad rakhna Shobhit... wo teri jagah lega, toh sirf dukan mein hi nahi, tere ghar mein bhi use tera roop dharna padega."

Shobhit ghar lauta. Uske dimaag mein Khanna ki baatein ghoom rahi thin. Usne dekha ki Shalini kitchen mein khadi dhyan se kaam kar rahi thi. Uski gori gardan aur uski gol kaaya ko dekh kar Shobhit ko pehli baar darr laga.

Kya main ek anjaan shaks ko, jo meri tarah dikhta hai, apne ghar mein apni biwi ke paas chhod paunga?

Lekin dukan khone ka darr uski maryada se bada ho gaya tha. Usne raat ko Shalini ko paas bithaya.

"Shalini... mujhe kuch dinon ke liye gaon jana hoga kaghazat ke silsile mein. Aur meri jagah yahan ek shaks aayega. Wo bilkul mere jaisa dikhta hai. Duniya ki nazron mein wo main hi rahunga, taaki kisi ko shaq na ho ki asli Shobhit kahan gaya."

Shobhit ne rote hue kaha, "Shalini, sab khatam ho jayega agar maine us Pramod ko yahan nahi bulaya. Use meri jagah leni hogi... dukan mein bhi aur duniya ke saamne is ghar mein bhi."

Shalini ke badan mein ek sihran daud gayi. Woh nighty jo usne apne pati ko rijhane ke liye li thi, ab us ghar mein ek aisa mard aane wala tha jo bilkul uske pati jaisa dikhta tha, par gair tha.

Shalini ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. "Ji? Ye aap kya keh rahe hain? Koi gair mard hamare ghar mein... aapki jagah?"

"Majboori hai Shalini! Agar dukan gayi toh Soham ki padhai ruk jayegi, hamara ghar bik jayega. Tum fikar mat karo, wo bas kuch dinon ki baat hai. Soham ko lagega wo uske papa hain, aur tum toh jaanti hi ho asliyat. Bas thoda sambhal kar rehna."

Shalini ka dil doobne laga. Abhi woh Aryan ke us chote se chhuan se ubhri bhi nahi thi, ki uske pati ne uske ghar mein ek "Naye Pati" ke aane ka rasta saaf kar diya tha.