Incest Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

Room No. 3 ke baahar ka sannata ab zehar ugalne wala tha. Shital aur Trupti wahan se nikal kar corridor mein aage badh chuki thin, jabki Rahul thodi der baad kamre se baahar nikla. Uske chehre par thodi der pehle ki madhoshi aur maujooda gusse ka mishran tha. Lekin use khabar nahi thi ki do jodi aankhein use aur Trupti ko ek saath us kamre se nikalte hue dekh chuki hain.
Vikki aur Abhay, jo pichle kuch der se parking ke paas hi ghoom rahe the, achanak ek-dusre ke saamne aa gaye the. Unhone dekha ki kaise Trupti apne kapde durust karte hue aur baal sambhalte hue nikli, aur uske peeche-peeche Rahul apna lund masalte hue baahar aaya.
Vikki: (Ek gandi hansi ke saath) “Saala! Dekh rahe ho Abhay? Rahul ke toh maze hi maze hain yaar. Roz is garma-garam maal ko kisi na kisi kamre mein le jaakar chodta rehta hai. Iski kismat toh dekho, aisi raseelee aurat iske lund par sawaar hai.”
Abhay ne jab Vikki ki baatein suni, toh uska khoon khaul utha. Abhay ke liye Trupti sirf ek jism nahi thi, uske liye woh uski sachaayi aur junoon thi. Use yeh bardasht nahi ho raha tha ki Rahul uski 'queen' ko ek randi ki tarah kamron mein istemaal kar raha hai.
Abhay: (Dante peeste hue) “Chup kar Vikki! Woh koi 'maal' nahi hai. Woh meri hai, aur Rahul jaisa ladka uske layak nahi hai.”
Vikki: (Chidate hue) “Arre waah! Aashiq-e-azam... toh phir kar na kuch! Kab tak door se dekh kar muth maarta rahega? Himmat hai toh chheen le use Rahul se.”
Abhay ne Vikki ki aankhon mein dekha. Jalan aur gusse ne uske dimaag ko sunn kar diya tha. Usne ek khaufnak faisla kiya.
Abhay: “Theek hai Vikki! Ek challenge lagate hain. Dekhte hain ki hum dono mein se kaun Trupti ka Rahul se breakup karwa ke use apni baahon mein lata hai. Jo bhi Trupti ko pehle patayega aur use apne bistar tak le jayega, woh jeetega.”
Vikki: (Shaitani chamak ke saath) “Aur harne wale ka kya hoga?”
Abhay: (Ek kadwi muskaan ke saath) “Jo haarega, woh poore college ke saamne 'nangi daud' (naked run) lagayega. Sabke saamne uski izzat mitti mein mil jayegi. Manzoor hai?”
Vikki: “Manzoor hai! Ab maza aayega. Trupti ki pussy ke liye itni badi qurbani toh banti hai.”
Dono ne ek-dusre se haath milaya, ek aisi shart par jo unmein se kisi ek ki zindagi tabah karne wali thi. Rahul is khatre se bilkul bekhabar tha. Woh samajh raha tha ki Trupti sirf uski hai, par use nahi pata tha ki ab do bhookhe bhediye uski 'Maa' ka shikaar karne ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak jaane ko taiyaar hain.
Udhar Trupti, jo Shital ke saath lecture hall ki taraf ja rahi thi, use achanak ek thandak si mehsoos hui. Use aisa laga jaise koi use bohot buri nazar se ghoor raha ho. Woh nahi jaanti thi ki uski ek 'naughty smile' ne uske liye kitni badi museebat khadi kar di hai.



Lecture hall mein maahaul bilkul shaant tha, par teen dimaagon mein tufaan utha hua tha. Pehli row mein Trupti apni saheli Kriti ke saath baithi thi. Yellow dress mein Trupti peeche se kisi apsara ki tarah lag rahi thi, uski nangi gori gardan aur bikhre baal peeche baithe ladkon ko pagal kar rahe the.
Rahul aur Vikki hamesha ki tarah sabse peeche wali bench par baithe the, jabki Abhay ek doosre kone mein baitha Trupti ko ek-takt ghoor raha tha. Rahul abhi bhi Room No. 3 ke adhure maze ke baare mein soch raha tha, tabhi Vikki uske kaan ke paas jhuka.
Vikki: (Dheere se) “Oye Rahul, sun... Maine aur Abhay ne ek shart lagayi hai. Challenge ye hai ki hum dono mein se jo Trupti ko pehle patayega aur tere saath uska breakup karwayega, woh jeetega. Aur haarne wala poore college mein nanga daudega.”
Rahul ka chehra gusse se tamtama utha. Usne Vikki ka collar pakadne ki koshish ki.
Rahul: “Saale! Teri himmat kaise hui? Woh meri bandi hai, koi khelne ki cheez nahi!”
Vikki ne thandi hansi haste hue Rahul ka haath jhatak diya. Uske chehre par woh purani dosti wala haq tha jo ab zeher ban chuka tha.
Vikki: “Arre gussa kyun hota hai? Tu bhool gaya college aur college ke shuruat mein humne kitni ladkiyon ko aapas mein share kiya hai? Kitni baar maine tere liye raasta saaf kiya aur tune mere liye? Aaj bada 'loyal' ban raha hai... kya is yellow maal mein koi khaas baat hai jo tu bhai ko bhool gaya?”
Rahul sunn ho gaya. Vikki sahi keh raha tha. Unki dosti aisi hi 'sharing' par tiki thi. Par Trupti... woh sirf ek ladki nahi thi. Woh uski Maa thi. Lekin yeh baat woh Vikki ko kabhi nahi bata sakta tha. Agar usne zyada virodh kiya, toh Vikki ko shaq ho jayega aur woh gehrai tak jayega.
Rahul: (Ghabrahat mein) “Par Vikki... woh doosron jaisi nahi hai. Woh mujhse bohot pyaar karti hai.”
Vikki: (Ek shaitani smile ke saath) “Wahi toh dekhna hai! Agar woh tere liye sach mein loyal hogi, toh mere paas nahi aayegi. Tu darr kyun raha hai? Lekin sun... tujhe meri madad karni padegi. Tujhe beech-beech mein raasta saaf karna hoga taaki main use corner kar sakun.”
Rahul ka dum ghut raha tha. Usne Trupti ko apni "personal randi" banane ka sapna dekha tha, par ab uske saamne ek khaufnak kuan tha aur peeche khaai.
Vikki: “Dekh Rahul, ya toh tu mera bhai ban kar meri madad kar, ya phir main samjhunga ki tu humse kuch chhupa raha hai. Aur tujhe pata hai, jab mujhe shaq hota hai toh main peecha nahi chhodta.”
Rahul ka shareer thanda pad gaya. Usne Trupti ki taraf dekha—woh kitni masoomiyat se Kriti se baatein kar rahi thi, bekhabar ki uske hi bete ne use bhediyon ke saamne phekne ka faisla kar liya hai.
Rahul: (Tooti hui aawaaz mein) “Theek hai... main tera saath dunga. Par dekh lena Vikki, woh tere haath nahi aayegi.”
Vikki: “Woh toh waqt batayega mere bhai! Aaj raat se hi khel shuru hoga.”
Rahul ka dil guilt aur darr se bhar gaya. Use bura lag raha tha ki woh apni Maa ko apne gande dost ke hawale karne ja raha hai, par 'asliyat' chhupane ki keemat itni badi hogi, usne kabhi nahi socha tha. Udhar Trupti ne mud kar Rahul ko dekha aur ek pyari si smile di, par Rahul ne apni nazrein jhuka lin. Usne aaj ek aisa sauda kiya tha jiska anjaam sirf tabahi tha.

Lecture khatam hote hi class mein shor mach gaya. Trupti ne apna bag uthaya aur Kriti ke saath baatein karti hui bahar nikalne lagi. Rahul wahi peeche baitha raha, uski nazrein apni Maa ki matakti hui gaand par thi, par uske dimaag mein Vikki ki di hui dhamki goonj rahi thi.
Abhay ne dekha ki ye sahi mauka hai. Jaise hi Trupti thoda aage nikal gayi, Abhay ne lapak kar Kriti ka rasta roka.
Abhay: (Dheemi aur minnat bhari aawaaz mein) “Kriti, ek minute... mujhe tumse bohot zaroori baat karni hai.”
Kriti ne hairani se Abhay ko dekha. Woh jaanti thi ki Abhay Trupti ke liye pagal hai, par use Abhay ka tareeka pasand nahi tha.
Kriti: (Tanaav mein) “Abhay, ab kya hai? Dekho, Trupti pehle hi bohot pareshan hai. Tumne pehle hi use bohot dukh pahunchaya hai.”
Abhay: “Kriti, please meri baat suno...”
Kriti: (Gusse mein) “Kya sunu? Trupti ne mujhe sab bataya hai. Picnic par tumne uske saath jabardasti ki, use corner karke kiss kiya... Woh tumse darr gayi hai Abhay. Ab uska tumhare paas aana ya tumhara use patana lagbhag namumkin hai.”
Abhay ka chehra utar gaya. Use apni galti ka ehsaas tha, par uski hawas aur junoon usse bade the. Woh Kriti ke saamne lagbhag gidgidane laga.
Abhay: “Kriti, main jaanta hoon maine galat kiya. Par main usse sacha pyaar karta hoon. Rahul use sirf istemaal kar raha hai, woh use woh izzat nahi dega jo main dunga. Please, meri madad karo. Bas ek mauka dilwa do ki main usse maafi maang saku aur apna dil bayaan kar saku.”
Kriti thodi der soch mein pad gayi. Woh jaanti thi ki Trupti ke dimaag mein Rahul ke liye 'lust' jaag chuka hai, par use ye bhi lagta tha ki Rahul ek 'bigda hua ladka' hai. Agar Abhay jaisa muscular aur powerful mard Trupti ko mil jaye, toh shayad woh zyada khush rahegi.
Kriti: (Gehri saans lete hue) “Theek hai Abhay... Main tumhari madad kar dungi. Par yaad rakhna, agar is baar tumne koi badtameezi ki, toh main khud tumhe college se nikalwa dungi.”
Abhay: (Khushi se) “Waada raha Kriti! Bas tum use aaj shaam ko hostel ke peeche wale garden mein le aana. Main wahan uska intezaar karunga.”
Kriti: “Theek hai... Main koshish karungi. Par ye bohot mushkil hone wala hai.”
Kriti wahan se nikal gayi, par uske dimaag mein ek khichdi pak rahi thi. Woh Trupti ki 'saheli' thi, par woh Trupti ki jism ki aag ko bhi jaanti thi. Usne socha, 'Agar Trupti aur Abhay mil gaye, toh maaza dugna ho jayega.'
Udhar, Abhay ne door se Rahul ko dekha aur ek shaitani muskaan di. Use nahi pata tha ki Vikki ne pehle hi Rahul ko apne saath mila liya hai. Ab Trupti ek aise bhawar mein phansne wali thi jahan ek taraf uska beta tha, doosri taraf uska deewana aashiq Abhay, aur teesri taraf hawas ka bhookha Vikki.



College ka lecture khatam hone ke baad, Rahul aur Vikki college ke garden ke sabse kone wali bench par baithe the. Vikki bade aaram se cigarette ke dhuein ke chhalle bana raha tha, jabki Rahul ke chehre par pasina tha aur paer lagatar hil raha tha. Vikki ne Abhay ke saath jo shart lagayi thi, usne Rahul ki raaton ki neend uda di thi.
Vikki: (Cigarette ka kash lete hue) “Kyun be Rahul? Tera chehra kyun utra hua hai? Aisa lag raha hai jaise teri kidney maang li ho maine.”
Rahul: (Chidchidate hue) “Mazaak mat kar Vikki. Tune Abhay se shart laga li hai Trupti ko patane ki. Tujhe pata hai na woh meri bandi hai? Tu kaise soch sakta hai ki main apni bandi... apni GF tujhe de dunga?”
Vikki ne cigarette zameen par phek kar use pair se masal diya aur Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha. Uski pakad mein dosti kam aur dhamki zyada thi.
Vikki: “Sun mere bhai... Bandi hai, koi patthar ki lakeer nahi. Aur tujhe pata hai maine Shital ko set kar rakha hai? Woh meri 'khabri' ban chuki hai ab. Usne bataya hai ki aaj raat Kriti, Shital aur Trupti teeno ‘Pipes Pub’ mein party karne ja rahi hain.”
Rahul: “Toh? Usse kya hoga?”
Vikki: (Ek shaitani muskaan ke saath) “Plan simple hai meri jaan. Maine Shital ko bol diya hai. Woh mauka dekhte hi Trupti ki drink mein 'Blue Pill' (Viagra/Sex drug) mila degi. Ek baar woh goli andar gayi, toh Trupti sex ki aag mein jalne lagegi. Us waqt use bas ek cheez chahiye hogi—ek tagda lund.”
Rahul ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Ek taraf use ye sun kar gussa aa raha tha ki uski Maa ko koi drug dene wala hai, par doosri taraf 'sex ki aag mein jalne wali Trupti' ka khayal use andar se utjit (aroused) bhi kar raha tha.
Rahul: “Toh main wahan hunga na... main sambhal lunga use.”
Vikki: (Zor se haste hue) “Abey ghunchu! Tu nahi... Main! Main use sambhalunga. Plan ye hai ki jab woh nashe mein dhut hogi, toh tu use lekar mere Farmhouse par aayega. Lekin wahan kamre mein tu nahi jayega... wahan main jaunga.”
Rahul apni jagah se khada ho gaya.
Rahul: “Kya? Pagal hai kya Vikki? Yeh nahi ho sakta! Woh meri hai... main kisi aur ko use chhoone nahi dunga.”
Vikki ka chehra sakht ho gaya. Woh bhi khada hua aur Rahul ki aankhon mein aankhein daal kar bola.
Vikki: “Awaaz neeche Rahul! Tu bhool raha hai ki hum kaun hain. Mere papa politician hain, aur tujhe pata hai agar main apni par aa gaya toh kya kar sakta hoon. Aur sabse badi baat... kya tu chahta hai ki main us Abhay ke saamne haar jaau? Kya tu chahta hai ki tera ye jigri yaar poore college ke saamne nanga daude? Meri izzat ka sawal hai be!”
Rahul: (Dheere padte hue) “Par Vikki... yaar woh mujhse pyaar karti hai. Yeh dhokha hoga.”
Vikki: “Pyaar-vyaar sab bakwaas hai. Sun, mera plan perfect hai. Main use farmhouse pe le jaake todunga. Us haalat mein jab main uski photos aur videos banaunga, toh woh darr jayegi. Fir main use blackmail karke bolunga ki Rahul se breakup karle aur meri GF ban ja. Isse main shart jeet jaunga.”
Rahul ka dimaag sunn ho gaya tha. Uski Maa ka sauda uska dost kar raha tha, aur wo majboor tha.
Rahul: “Aur uske baad? Jab shart jeet jayega tu?”
Vikki ne wapas Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha aur ek gandi hansi hasi.
Vikki: “Arre mere bhai, tension kyun leta hai? Ek baar shart jeet gaya, fir main kahan use shaadi karke ghar le ja raha hoon? Woh rahegi toh hamare group mein hi na.”
Vikki ne Rahul ke kaan ke paas munh le ja kar wo baat kahi jisne Rahul ki rahi-sahi himmat bhi tod di.
Vikki: “Dekh Rahul... Trupti ko main girlfriend banaunga duniya ko dikhane ke liye. Par asliyat mein... GF kiski bhi ho, kya farak padega? Randi toh dono ki rahegi na... Dono bhai mil-baant ke mithai khayenge. Tu bhi chodna, main bhi chodunga. Sharing is caring, yaad hai na?”
Rahul ke andar guilt ka tufan tha. Woh apni Maa ko bhediyon ke aage phek raha tha. Par Vikki ki dosti, uske baap ka political power, aur Abhay se haarne ka darr... sabne milkar Rahul ko kayar bana diya tha. Aur kahin na kahin, uske andar chupa wo 'tharki beta' bhi dekhna chahta tha ki jab uski Maa nashe mein hogi aur koi aur mard use chodega, toh wo nazara kaisa hoga.
Rahul: (Nigahein jhuka kar) “Theek hai Vikki... Par dhyan rakhna, use zyada chot nahi lagni chahiye.”
Vikki: “Tu bas use Farmhouse le aana... baaki aage ki 'sewa' main karunga.”
Rahul wahan se nikal gaya, ek bhaari mann aur gande khayalon ke saath. Aaj raat Trupti ke liye qayamat ki raat hone wali thi, aur uska apna beta hi use us qayamat tak le jane wala tha.



Hostel ke kamre mein aaj ek alag hi raunak thi. Vikki aur Rahul ke beech hui saude-baazi se bekhabar, Trupti aur Kriti 'Pipes Pub' jaane ke liye taiyaar ho rahi thin. Kriti pehle hi ready ho chuki thi, lekin jab Trupti bathroom se bahar nikli, toh kamre ka tapman achanak badh gaya.
Trupti ne aaj ek behad bold aur sexy Black Shoulder-less Gown pehna hua tha. Woh gown uske jism par kisi doosri khaal ki tarah chipka hua tha, jisme uske 38-28-38 ka figure saaf ubhar kar aa raha tha. Gown ki lambai sirf uske ghutno tak thi, jiske neeche uske nange, gore aur chikne pair (legs) kisi sangmarmar ki murti ki tarah chamak rahe the. Usne apne pairon mein kaale rang ki pencil heels pehni thi, jo uski height aur uski chaal mein ek alag hi lachak la rahi thin.
Uske gore chehre par halka makeup tha, par aankhon mein gehra kajal aur hotho par glossy pink lipstick kisi ko bhi ghayal karne ke liye kaafi thi. Kaanon mein lambe jhumke latak rahe the jo uski nangi gardan ko chhu rahe the. Khule baal uske nange kandhon par bikhar kar uski khubsurati mein char chand laga rahe the. Ungliyon mein lagi red nail polish uske gore haathon par khoon ki tarah laal chamak rahi thi.
Kriti: (Aankhein phade dekhte hue) “Wow Trupti! Tu aaj sach mein bijli girane wali hai. Tu jo bhi pehan le, lajawab lagti hai. Tabhi toh college ke ladke kya, professors bhi tere deewane hain. Aaj toh Pub mein aag lag jayegi!”
Trupti sharam se muskura di, par andar hi andar use apne is roop par naaz bhi tha.
Trupti: “Tu bhi na Kriti... bas kar ab, zyada mat chadha.”
Kriti: “Ruk, ek pic toh banti hai. Is look ko capture nahi kiya toh paap lagega.”
Trupti Kriti ke kehne par deewar ke paas gayi. Usne ek pair ko thoda aage kiya jisse uska gown thoda upar uth gaya aur uski nangi jaangh (thigh) ki jhalak dikhne lagi. Usne gardan ko thoda tircha kiya aur ek behad sexy pose diya.
Kriti ne fatafat apne mobile mein Trupti ki tasveerein kheench lin.
Trupti: “Ab chalein? Der ho rahi hai.”
Kriti: “Haan chalo, aaj toh raat rangeen hone wali hai.”
Dono hostel se niche utri aur parking ki taraf badhin. Trupti jab apni high heels par chal rahi thi, toh uski gaand gown ke andar mast thirak rahi thi. Har kadam par uske nitamb (butts) upar-neeche ho rahe the, jise dekh kar wahan khada watchman bhi apna danda pakad kar reh gaya.
Trupti ne car nikali aur driving seat par baith gayi. Kriti uske bagal mein baithi. Raat ke 9 baj rahe the, sadak par sannata aur thandak thi, par car ke andar Trupti ki perfume ki khushbu mahak rahi thi.
Naka Bandi Aur Hawas Bhari Nazrein



Shehar ke bahar jaane wale raste par security officer ki naka-bandi chal rahi thi. Wahan Inspector Vijay (umra karib 28 saal, fit aur handsome par aankhon mein shaitani) aur Constable Ravi Bosle (umra 50-55 saal, pet nikla hua aur tharki budha) duty par the. Wo aati-jaati gaadiyon ko rok kar checking kar rahe the.
Trupti ki car jaise hi nake ke paas aayi, Constable Bosle ne haath dikha kar car rokne ka ishara kiya. Trupti ne car side mein lagayi aur shisha niche kiya.
Ravi Bosle car ke paas aaya aur jhuk kar andar dekha. Jaise hi uski nazar driving seat par baithi Trupti par padi, uski aankhein fati ki fati reh gayi. Trupti ke shoulder-less gown ki wajah se uske nange kandhe aur boobs ki ghati (cleavage) saaf dikh rahi thi.
Bosle: (Lallar tapkate hue) “Kahan ja rahi ho madam itni raat ko?”
Trupti: (Confident aawaz mein) “Hum Pub ja rahe hain, friends ki party hai.”
Bosle ki nazrein Trupti ke chehre se hat kar seedha uske boobs par atak gayi thin. Woh besharmi se unhe ghoor raha tha, aur Trupti ko yeh mehsoos ho raha tha.
Bosle: “Madam, license dikhao.”
Trupti ne apne bag se license nikala aur Bosle ke haath mein diya. Bosle ne license dekha, par uska dhyan license par kam aur Trupti ke nange, gore haathon par zyada tha.
Bosle: “Ruko... main Sahab ko dikha ke aata hoon.”
Bosle license lekar Inspector Vijay ke paas gaya jo jeep ke paas khada cigarette pee raha tha.
Bosle: (Dheere se) “Sahab... car mein jo maal hai wo kaafi dhasu hai. Ekdum kadak item hai, aaj tak aisi aurat nahi dekhi is road pe.”
Vijay: (Cigarette phekte hue) “Kya bol raha hai Bosle? Aisa kya dekh liya tune? Ruk, mujhe bhi ek nazar marne de.”
Vijay apni uniform theek karte hue car ki taraf badha. Jaise hi wo khidki ke paas aaya, Trupti ne upar dekha. Vijay ki nazar Trupti ke raseele hotho, bhare hue boobs aur nange pairo par padi toh wo bhi dang reh gaya. Usne mann mein socha, 'Yaar, ye toh koi heroine lagti hai.'
Vijay: (Thoda sakht banne ka natak karte hue) “Madam, aapne drink kar rakhi hai kya? Gaadi chala rahi hain, checking karni padegi.”
Trupti: “Ji nahi Inspector sahab, main drink nahi karti. Hum bas ja hi rahe hain.”
Vijay: (Nazrein Trupti ke cleavage par gadate hue) “Aise kaise maan lein? Machine toh kharab hai... aapko fuk (blow) maarni padegi, mujhe smell check karni hai.”
Trupti samajh gayi ki ye Inspector sirf bahana bana raha hai taaki wo uske kareeb aa sake. Par wo security officer se panga nahi lena chahti thi.
Trupti: “Theek hai.”
Vijay khidki ke aur kareeb aaya aur apna chehra Trupti ke chehre ke paas le gaya. Trupti ne halke se apne raseele honthon ko gol kiya aur Vijay ke chehre par fuk maari. Trupti ki saanson ki garam aur meethi khushbu Vijay ke chehre se takrayi toh uska nasha aur badh gaya. Wo kuch second tak Trupti ki aankhon aur honthon ko dekhta raha.



Trupti: “Ho gaya na check? Ab hum ja sakte hain?”
Vijay: (Hosh mein aate hue) “Haan... haan... smell toh nahi hai. Ja sakti hain aap. Par dhyan rakhna, raat ka waqt hai aur rasta sunsaan hai.”
Trupti ne turant shisha upar kiya, car start ki aur tezi se wahan se nikal gayi.
Vijay aur Bosle wahi khade us car ki red tail-lights ko dekhte rahe.
Vijay: “Bosle ji... kasam se, kya kadak maal tha! Iske honth dekh kar toh mera imaan dol gaya.”
Bosle: “Haan sahab, mast maal tha. Aisi aurat ke saath ek raat mil jaye toh aadmi swarg pahunch jaye.”
Vijay: (Ek shaitani muskaan ke saath) “Bosle ji, aaj shift khatam hone ke baad bhi ghar nahi jayenge. Aaj saari raat yahi duty karenge.”
Bosle: “Kyun sahab?”
Vijay: “Kyunki wo Pub gayi hai... wapas toh yahi se lautegi na? Aur jab wapas aayegi, toh pakka drink karke aayegi. Tab hum ise 'Drunk and Drive' mein pakdenge... aur fir is maal ke saath 'fine' ki jagah kuch aur vasool karenge.”
Bosle: (Khush hote hue) “Bilkul sahab! Aaj puri raat duty karenge aur is haseen chidiya ke wapas lautne ka intezaar karenge.”
Vijay aur Bosle ne ek doosre ko dekha aur hasne lage, phir baki gaadiyon ko check karne mein lag gaye. Trupti ko khabar bhi nahi thi ki aage Rahul aur Vikki ka jaal hai, aur peeche security officer ki ye gandi saazish uska intezaar kar rahi hai.