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Victory Party ki shaam Gulmohar Grand ka ballroom kisi raaj-darbar ki tarah saja tha, par aaj is darbar ki 'Sultana' Vardhan nahi, balki Shailja thi. Pura shehar Shailja aur Sonali ke is naye merger ki charcha kar raha tha.
Vardhan, jo subah se contract ke kagazat dekh kar sadme mein tha, ab party mein kisi haare hue sipahi ki tarah khada tha. Usne jab dekha ki Sonali ne 1 saal ki jagah 5 saal ka lock-in period aur 60% share Shailja ke naam karwa liye hain, toh uske paon tale zameen nikal gayi. Par ab der ho chuki thi—wo sign kar chuka tha.
Tabhi ballroom ke darwaze khule. Shailja ne ek gold-shimmer ki skin-tight mermaid dress pehni thi jo uske gadraye hue badan par kisi pighle hue sone ki tarah chipki thi. Uska gehra cleavage aur uske bhari nitambon ka ubhaar har kisi ko majboor kar raha tha ki wo apni nazrein wahi tika dein. Sonali uske saath thi, ek silver mini-dress mein, bilkul apni maa ki parchhayi lag rahi thi.
Shailja seedha Vardhan ke paas gayi. Vardhan ne gusse aur lalach ki mili-juli nazar se use dekha.
Vardhan (dhire se): "Shailja, ye tumne kya kiya? 5 saal ka contract? Tumne mera bharosa toda hai."
Shailja ne apni wine ka glass Vardhan ke hothon ke paas laya aur ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha, "Bharosa? Mr. Vardhan, business mein bharosa nahi, 'vashikaran' chalta hai. Aur kal raat aap mujhse itne vashibhoot the ki aapne apni rooh tak mere naam kar di."
Usne jaan-boojhkar apna bhari seena Vardhan ke seene se sataya aur uske kaan mein phusphusayi, "Ab sabke samne muskurao... aur mujhe ek 'Business Partner' ki tarah nahi, balki apni 'Malkin' ki tarah pesh karo."
Shailja ne stage par mic sambhala. Pura ballroom shant ho gaya.
Shailja: "Doston, aaj se Gulmohar Grand ek naye daur mein kadam rakh raha hai. Aur is naye safar ki shuruat Mr. Vardhan khud karenge... meri aur Sonali ki ek choti si khwahish poori karke."
Usne Vardhan ki taraf dekha. Vardhan majboor tha, wo janta tha ki agar usne mana kiya toh Shailja use barbaad kar degi. Shailja ne apna nanga paon aage kiya, jis par mehengi heels thi.
Shailja: "Vardhan, meri heel thodi dheeli lag rahi hai... zara ise thik kar denge?"
Pure ballroom mein sannata chha gaya. Shehar ka itna bada hotel maalik, sabke samne niche jhuka aur ghutno ke bal baith kar Shailja ke gore aur makhmali paon ko hath lagaya. Shailja ne apna pair uske hath par rakha aur uske sar par apna hath aise phera jaise kisi paltu janwar par pherte hain.
Sonali ne ye nazaara dekha aur apni maa ki taraf dekh kar muskura di. Use pata tha ki uski maa ne sirf hotel nahi, balki Vardhan mard-jaat ki akad ko bhi apne kadmon mein jhuka diya hai.
Jab party khatam hui aur wo dono apne mansion lauti, toh Shailja ne apna gown utara aur sirf lingerie mein aaine ke samne khadi hui. Uska naram aur gora badan aaj pehle se zyada chamak raha tha.
Sonali: "Mom, aapne aaj kamaal kar diya. Vardhan ki shakal dekhne layak thi."
Shailja: "Ye toh bas shuruat hai Sonali. Ab humein Gulmohar Grand ki har branch par kabza karna hai. Aur Vardhan... wo ab humara wo mohra hai jo humare liye har darwaza kholega. Use lagta tha wo mujhe 'bhog' raha hai, par use kya pata ki maine use 'kharid' liya hai."
Shailja ne wine ka aakhiri ghoont bhara aur apni beti ki taraf dekhi. Uske andar ki besharmi ab uski sabse badi kamyabi ban chuki thi.
Mansion ke sabse upar bane us aalishan bedroom mein, jahan duniya ki har mehengi sukh-suvidha maujood thi, bahar ki chamak-dhamak se dur ek bilkul alag hi manzar tha. Kamre ki roshni madham thi aur 'Victory Party' ka wo shor ab sirf ek yaad ban chuka tha.
Shailja, jo bahar duniya ke liye ek patthar-dil, ghamandi aur besharam aurat thi, ab aaine ke samne khadi thi. Usne apne gale se mehenga heere ka haar utara aur use table par patak diya. Uske gore kandhe thoda jhuke hue the, aur uski aankhon mein wo shaitani chamak ki jagah ek purani nammi thi.
Usne apne gown ki zip niche ki, aur wo sonahri dress uske bhari nitambon se sarakti hui niche gir gayi. Ab wo sirf apne lingerie mein thi, uska naram aur gora badan subah ki thandak mein kaanp raha tha. Usne aaine mein apne jism par bane nishaanon ko dekha—kuch purane zillat ke, aur kuch aaj raat ki jeet ke.
Tabhi Sonali andar aayi. Usne dekha ki uski maa thodi khamosh hai. Usne jaakar Shailja ke piche se unhe gale laga liya.
Sonali (dhire se): "Mom... aap thik hain na?"
Shailja ne palatkar Sonali ko dekha aur uski aankhon se ek aansu nikal kar uske gore gaal par dhalak gaya. "Duniya ko lagta hai Sonali ki main bahut besharam ho gayi hoon... unhe lagta hai mujhe mardon ko jhukane mein maza aata hai. Par unhe kya pata ki is 'Shailja' ke niche aaj bhi wo 'Shalini' kahin dabi hui hai, jiska dil us raat us store room mein hi toot kar bikhar gaya tha."
Sonali ne apni maa ko pakad kar bed par bithaya aur khud unke kandhe par apna sar rakh diya. Shailja ne apni beti ki baalon mein ungliyan pheri. Unke naram jism ek-dusre ke sparsh se thoda sukoon paa rahe the.
Sonali: "Mom, wo Shalini mar chuki hai. Use un darindon ne mara tha. Aaj jo aap ho, wo unka jawaab ho. Agar aap besharam nahi banti, toh ye duniya humein phir se wahi khada kar deti. Aapne jo kiya, wo humari azadi ke liye tha."
Shailja ne lambi saans li. "Kabhi-kabhi mujhe darr lagta hai beta... ki ye raasta humein kahan le jayega. Par jab main tumhari taraf dekhti hoon, toh mujhe lagta hai ki mera har ek gunah, har ek besharmi sahi thi. Main tumhe wo narak nahi dekhne dungi jo maine dekha."
Us band kamre mein, un dono ke beech koi business nahi tha, koi seduction nahi tha. Wahan sirf do auratein thin jo ek-dusre ki taqat thin. Shailja ne Sonali ka matha chooma. Uska dil bhale hi tukdon mein bata ho, par un tukdon ko jodne wali sirf Sonali thi.
Shailja: "Duniya ke liye main ghamandi hi rahungi Sonali. Jitna wo mujhse nafrat karenge, main utni hi taqatwar banungi. Bas tum mera sath mat chhodna."
Sonali (muskurate hue): "Kabhi nahi, Mom. Hum dono ek hi dhaal hain. Ab aap so jaiye... kal subah humein phir se wahi 'Shailja' banna hai jiske kadmon mein ye shehar jhukta hai."
Shailja ne chadar odh li aur Sonali uske paas hi let gayi. Bahar shehar so raha tha, ye anjan hokar ki us 'besharam' aurat ke seene mein ek aisa dard dabi hai jise sirf uski beti hi samajh sakti thi.
Vardhan, jo subah se contract ke kagazat dekh kar sadme mein tha, ab party mein kisi haare hue sipahi ki tarah khada tha. Usne jab dekha ki Sonali ne 1 saal ki jagah 5 saal ka lock-in period aur 60% share Shailja ke naam karwa liye hain, toh uske paon tale zameen nikal gayi. Par ab der ho chuki thi—wo sign kar chuka tha.
Tabhi ballroom ke darwaze khule. Shailja ne ek gold-shimmer ki skin-tight mermaid dress pehni thi jo uske gadraye hue badan par kisi pighle hue sone ki tarah chipki thi. Uska gehra cleavage aur uske bhari nitambon ka ubhaar har kisi ko majboor kar raha tha ki wo apni nazrein wahi tika dein. Sonali uske saath thi, ek silver mini-dress mein, bilkul apni maa ki parchhayi lag rahi thi.
Shailja seedha Vardhan ke paas gayi. Vardhan ne gusse aur lalach ki mili-juli nazar se use dekha.
Vardhan (dhire se): "Shailja, ye tumne kya kiya? 5 saal ka contract? Tumne mera bharosa toda hai."
Shailja ne apni wine ka glass Vardhan ke hothon ke paas laya aur ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha, "Bharosa? Mr. Vardhan, business mein bharosa nahi, 'vashikaran' chalta hai. Aur kal raat aap mujhse itne vashibhoot the ki aapne apni rooh tak mere naam kar di."
Usne jaan-boojhkar apna bhari seena Vardhan ke seene se sataya aur uske kaan mein phusphusayi, "Ab sabke samne muskurao... aur mujhe ek 'Business Partner' ki tarah nahi, balki apni 'Malkin' ki tarah pesh karo."
Shailja ne stage par mic sambhala. Pura ballroom shant ho gaya.
Shailja: "Doston, aaj se Gulmohar Grand ek naye daur mein kadam rakh raha hai. Aur is naye safar ki shuruat Mr. Vardhan khud karenge... meri aur Sonali ki ek choti si khwahish poori karke."
Usne Vardhan ki taraf dekha. Vardhan majboor tha, wo janta tha ki agar usne mana kiya toh Shailja use barbaad kar degi. Shailja ne apna nanga paon aage kiya, jis par mehengi heels thi.
Shailja: "Vardhan, meri heel thodi dheeli lag rahi hai... zara ise thik kar denge?"
Pure ballroom mein sannata chha gaya. Shehar ka itna bada hotel maalik, sabke samne niche jhuka aur ghutno ke bal baith kar Shailja ke gore aur makhmali paon ko hath lagaya. Shailja ne apna pair uske hath par rakha aur uske sar par apna hath aise phera jaise kisi paltu janwar par pherte hain.
Sonali ne ye nazaara dekha aur apni maa ki taraf dekh kar muskura di. Use pata tha ki uski maa ne sirf hotel nahi, balki Vardhan mard-jaat ki akad ko bhi apne kadmon mein jhuka diya hai.
Jab party khatam hui aur wo dono apne mansion lauti, toh Shailja ne apna gown utara aur sirf lingerie mein aaine ke samne khadi hui. Uska naram aur gora badan aaj pehle se zyada chamak raha tha.
Sonali: "Mom, aapne aaj kamaal kar diya. Vardhan ki shakal dekhne layak thi."
Shailja: "Ye toh bas shuruat hai Sonali. Ab humein Gulmohar Grand ki har branch par kabza karna hai. Aur Vardhan... wo ab humara wo mohra hai jo humare liye har darwaza kholega. Use lagta tha wo mujhe 'bhog' raha hai, par use kya pata ki maine use 'kharid' liya hai."
Shailja ne wine ka aakhiri ghoont bhara aur apni beti ki taraf dekhi. Uske andar ki besharmi ab uski sabse badi kamyabi ban chuki thi.
Mansion ke sabse upar bane us aalishan bedroom mein, jahan duniya ki har mehengi sukh-suvidha maujood thi, bahar ki chamak-dhamak se dur ek bilkul alag hi manzar tha. Kamre ki roshni madham thi aur 'Victory Party' ka wo shor ab sirf ek yaad ban chuka tha.
Shailja, jo bahar duniya ke liye ek patthar-dil, ghamandi aur besharam aurat thi, ab aaine ke samne khadi thi. Usne apne gale se mehenga heere ka haar utara aur use table par patak diya. Uske gore kandhe thoda jhuke hue the, aur uski aankhon mein wo shaitani chamak ki jagah ek purani nammi thi.
Usne apne gown ki zip niche ki, aur wo sonahri dress uske bhari nitambon se sarakti hui niche gir gayi. Ab wo sirf apne lingerie mein thi, uska naram aur gora badan subah ki thandak mein kaanp raha tha. Usne aaine mein apne jism par bane nishaanon ko dekha—kuch purane zillat ke, aur kuch aaj raat ki jeet ke.
Tabhi Sonali andar aayi. Usne dekha ki uski maa thodi khamosh hai. Usne jaakar Shailja ke piche se unhe gale laga liya.
Sonali (dhire se): "Mom... aap thik hain na?"
Shailja ne palatkar Sonali ko dekha aur uski aankhon se ek aansu nikal kar uske gore gaal par dhalak gaya. "Duniya ko lagta hai Sonali ki main bahut besharam ho gayi hoon... unhe lagta hai mujhe mardon ko jhukane mein maza aata hai. Par unhe kya pata ki is 'Shailja' ke niche aaj bhi wo 'Shalini' kahin dabi hui hai, jiska dil us raat us store room mein hi toot kar bikhar gaya tha."
Sonali ne apni maa ko pakad kar bed par bithaya aur khud unke kandhe par apna sar rakh diya. Shailja ne apni beti ki baalon mein ungliyan pheri. Unke naram jism ek-dusre ke sparsh se thoda sukoon paa rahe the.
Sonali: "Mom, wo Shalini mar chuki hai. Use un darindon ne mara tha. Aaj jo aap ho, wo unka jawaab ho. Agar aap besharam nahi banti, toh ye duniya humein phir se wahi khada kar deti. Aapne jo kiya, wo humari azadi ke liye tha."
Shailja ne lambi saans li. "Kabhi-kabhi mujhe darr lagta hai beta... ki ye raasta humein kahan le jayega. Par jab main tumhari taraf dekhti hoon, toh mujhe lagta hai ki mera har ek gunah, har ek besharmi sahi thi. Main tumhe wo narak nahi dekhne dungi jo maine dekha."
Us band kamre mein, un dono ke beech koi business nahi tha, koi seduction nahi tha. Wahan sirf do auratein thin jo ek-dusre ki taqat thin. Shailja ne Sonali ka matha chooma. Uska dil bhale hi tukdon mein bata ho, par un tukdon ko jodne wali sirf Sonali thi.
Shailja: "Duniya ke liye main ghamandi hi rahungi Sonali. Jitna wo mujhse nafrat karenge, main utni hi taqatwar banungi. Bas tum mera sath mat chhodna."
Sonali (muskurate hue): "Kabhi nahi, Mom. Hum dono ek hi dhaal hain. Ab aap so jaiye... kal subah humein phir se wahi 'Shailja' banna hai jiske kadmon mein ye shehar jhukta hai."
Shailja ne chadar odh li aur Sonali uske paas hi let gayi. Bahar shehar so raha tha, ye anjan hokar ki us 'besharam' aurat ke seene mein ek aisa dard dabi hai jise sirf uski beti hi samajh sakti thi.


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