Misc. Erotica सम्मान और बदला: Hindi Version Of Honor and Vengeance

[Deepak.kapoor]

परदे के पीछे का हमाम

Sher ab ghar mein itna ghul-mil gaya tha ki Sartaj aur Meera dono use ek bharosemand hissa maanne lage thhe. Baahar se woh wahi vinamra, mehnati naukar tha—subah uthkar ghar saaf karta, bazaar jaata, Jyoti ki dekhbhaal mein madad karta.

Lekin andar se uska shikaari mann har pal Meera ke badan ko naap raha tha. 

Woh raaton mein un puraani tasveeron ko dekhkar apni hawas shaant karta, lekin ab woh hawas itni bhadak chuki thi ki sirf kalpana kaafi nahi thi. Use asli nazara chahiye tha.

Usne jaan liya tha ki Meera roz subah Sartaj ke duty par jaane ke baad snaan karti hai. Bas, yahi uska mauka tha.

Dopehar ke waqt, jab Meera apni dopehar ki neend le rahi thi, Sher ne haath mein ek chhoti chheni aur hathodi li. 

Usne badi saavdhani se bathroom ke peechhe wale store room ki ore se deewar ka muayna kiya. Wahan ek lakdi ka purana cabinet tha, jiske peechhe ki deewar seedhe Meera ke bathroom ke shower area mein khulti thi.

Usne cabinet ko thoda khiskaya aur deewar ke ek kone par kaam shuru kiya. Woh har chot badi saavdhani se kar raha tha taaki awaaz baahar na jaaye.

Sher [Aantrik Vichar]: 'Aaj toh kismat khulegi hamari. Sartaj saab ko lagta hai ki unki memsaab mahalon ki rani hai, par aaj hum dekhenge ki us reshmi saree ke neeche ka khazaana kaisa dikhta hai. Woh stan... doodh se bhare, sooje hue... woh koohle, gol aur bhaari... aur woh beech ki jagah... uff, aaj sab nanga dekhoonga. Shankar bhai ki amanat, aaj meri aankhon ki thaali mein parosi jayegi.'

Lagbhag ek ghante ki mehnat ke baad, usne ek bareek suraakh bana diya. Yeh suraakh baahar se nazar nahi aata tha kyunki usne uske aage lakdi ka ek chhoti gutka fit kar diya tha jise zaroorat padne par hataya ja sake.

Meera deevan-khaane se gusalkhaane ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Meera: (Sher ko dekhte hue, shaanti se) "Sher, main nahaane ja rahi hoon. Tum zara gusalkhaane ke paas wale store room se saaf tauliye le aana. Mujhe bathrobe bhi wahin chahiye."

Sher: (Vinamrata se sir jhukaate hue, lekin aankhon mein kutil chamak) "Ji, memsaab. Main abhi laata hoon."

(Uske mann mein uthal-pukhal thi—ye mauka tha.)

Woh phauran store room mein ja ghusa. Cabinet ke peechhe chhipkar, usne lakdi ka gutka hataya aur aankh laga di. Sher ne us jharokhe se, us jannat ka woh alaukik manzar dekh liya jo uske liye poori tarah haraam tha.

Wahan thi Meera, poori tarah se nagna. Gusalkhaane ke safed bulb ki tez raushni mein, uska jism kisi sangmarmar ki moorti ki tarah chamak raha tha. Raushni mein uski har banavat, har ubhaar spasht dikhai de raha tha. Woh duniya aur aas-paas ki har cheez se bekhabar, apni gehri soch mein doobi hui thi.

Kinaare ki chhoti mej par, uski saree padi thi. Uske saath hi, uske reshmi bra aur panty bhi rakhe thhe. Andar, woh poori tarah se nagna thi. Is achanak aur spasht nagnata ko dekhkar Sher ki saans uske phephadon mein hi thehar gayi, uska dhyaan poori tarah usi manzar par kendrit ho gaya.

Sher aur nazdeek jhuka. Poori tarah se anjaan Meera sangmarmar ke us tub ke paas khadi thi. Paani ki nannhi boondein uski damakti peeth par aise phisal rahi thheen, jaise kisi ne asli heere jad diye hon. Tabhi, apne joode ko sambhaalne ke liye usne dheere se apne haath upar uthaye, aur jaise hi yeh gati hui, uske stan... kisi shahi sinhasan ki tarah upar uth gaye. Ve poori tarah aazaad thhe, kisi bandhan se pare, apni poori shaan ke saath.

Sher [Aantrik Cheekh]: 'Mera Khuda... toone mujhe sadiyon ka pyaasa banakar is haraam kuyein par kyon laakar khada kar diya! Ye stan... uff, itne bhare, itne gol... jaise pake aam, chhoone ki der hai. Aur woh choochiyan... gehre surkh rang ki, thand aur uttejna se garv se tan kar khadi. Mann karta hai choos loon, kaat loon, daba doon—jab tak doodh na nikal aaye.'

Uske honth sookhe patte ki tarah khule reh gaye. Uske stan bheege hue thhe, har golayi saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Aur uski choochiyan... gehre surkh rang ki, jo ab thand aur uttejna se garv se tan kar khadi thheen.

Uski kamar mein ek naazuk sa kham tha, aur phir... phir usne ek pair uthakar tub ke kinaare par rakh diya.

Uski jaanghon ke beechon-beech, paani se damakti hui aur poori tarah chikni... uski choot saamne thi. Uske honth naram thhe aur halke phoole hue thhe—gulaabi, geele, jaise koi phool paani se bheega ho.

Sher ka auzaar uski pant mein phadak raha tha, dard karne laga. Woh khud ko sehlaane laga, tez-tez, Meera ki har harkat par.

Sher [Vahshi Darkhvaast]: "Bas ek baar chhoo loon! Khuda ke liye, sirf ek baar... jo in aankhon ne dekha hai, use mere haath mehsoos kar lein! Teri ye garm, geeli jagah... main ungli daaloon, chaatoon, ghusoon—tab tak jab tak too tadap na uthe."

Apne gungunaane ki masti mein doobi hui, Meera ke haath neeche aaye aur usne apne ubhaaron par saabun ragadna shuru kiya. Woh bekhabar thi ki uske haath anjaane mein hi unhe masal rahe thhe, aur phir usne apni ungliyon ke beech apni choochiyon ko badi nazaakat se daba liya. Is uttejak drishya ko dekhkar Sher ka gala bilkul sookh gaya, aur uske moonh se teevrata se ek dabi hui siski phootne hi wali thi.

Aur phir, saabun ka woh safed jhaag dheere-dheere neeche ki ore badhne laga... pehle usne Meera ki gehri naabhi ke chaaron ore ek nasheela ghera banaya, aur phir wahan se phisalkar... seedha uski jaanghon ke beech chala gaya.

Deewar ke us gupt chhed se apni aankhen hatana Sher ke liye namumkin sa ho raha tha. Meera madam ka woh roop, unki deh ki woh maadakta uske bheetar ek ajeeb si aag sulga rahi thi. Lekin tabhi use yaad aaya ki woh yahan khaali haath nahi aaya tha; use tauliya aur bathrobe madam tak pahunchana tha. Agar usne der ki, toh shayad madam ko shak ho jaata.

Usne ek gehri, bhaari saans li aur apni uttejna ko kaaboo mein karne ki koshish ki. Woh dabe paanv, billi ki tarah khamoshi se us chhed wali jagah se hata aur bathroom ke mukhya darwaaze ki ore badha. Uske mann mein abhi bhi wahi drishya ghoom rahe thhe jo usne abhi-abhi dekhe thhe.

Bathroom ke darwaaze ke paas pahunchkar usne apni awaaz ko jitna ho sake utna seedha aur aagyakaari banane ki koshish ki. Usne dheemi awaaz mein pukara:

Sher: "Meera madam, oh tauliya aur bathrobe kahan rakh doon? Hum le aaye hain."

Andar se Meera madam ki shaant awaaz aayi: "Darwaaze ke handle par chhod do."

Sher: (Dheeme swar mein) "Theek hai madam."

Phir woh dabe paanv aage badha aur tauliya tatha bathrobe darwaaze ke handle par saavdhani se taang diya. Jaise hi usne tauliya rakha, usne jaan-boojhkar apne joote se zameen par thodi zor se awaaz ki, taaki Meera madam ko lage ki woh wahan se ja raha hai.

"Le, abhi thoda aage jaake vaapas aata hoon!" budbudaate hue, woh dabe paanv do kadam peechhe hata, aur phir tezi se, kisi billi ki tarah vaapas palta.

Sher [Antim Kasam]: "Too meri memsaahab hai, par aaj is chhed se maine tujhe apni rooh mein utaar liya hai."

Tabhi paani ka tez band ho gaya. Meera ne bathtub ke sheetal jal se baahar kadam rakha. Ek pal ko hawa ke thande jhonke se uski deh sihar uthi. Woh kshan bhar ke liye wahin khadi rahi, poori tarah nagna, uski deh par tub ke paani ki boondein chamak rahi thheen. Kuch boondein uski gori tvacha par behkar uski ubhri hui chhaatiyon ke kagaar par thehri hui thheen.

Woh paani ki boondein ab bhi uske vakshon ke beech ki ghaati se neeche sarak rahi thheen. Dheere-dheere, Meera bathroom ke darwaaze ki ore badhi.

Darwaaze ke paas pahunchkar, usne apni lambi, mulayam ungliyon se darwaaze ko ekdam halka-sa khola—bas itna ki woh baahar dekh sake. Uski nazar darwaaze ke hook par tange tauliye aur bathrobe par padi. Usne apni nagna deh ko darwaaze ki aad mein chhipaate hue, baahar haath badhaya aur bina der kiye, latakte hue tauliye aur bathrobe ko jhat se andar kheench liya aur darwaaze ko phauran band kar diya.
 Ab woh us narm, royendaar tauliye se apni deh ko sehlaane ke liye taiyaar thi.

Sher ne apni aankhen jharokhe par jamayi rakhein. Woh saans roke sab dekh raha tha. 

Meera madam ka woh anjaane mein palatna... yeh toh seedha hamla tha! Unke kase hue, damakte nitamb palak jhapakte hi jharokhe se dikhai diye. 

Sher ka khoon uske sir mein daudne laga, uski aankhen pagalpan se chamak utheen.
Uske chootar... Woh sangmarmar ko pighlakar banaye gaye do mukammal chaand thhe...

"Haaye Ram! Bas isko hi kha jaoon! Dekh toh kitna gud jaisa maal hai! Bhaiya, aaj toh mera dil nikal jayega re!"

Sabse pehle, usne tauliye ko apne geele, khule baalon par lapeta. 

Phir, woh neeche ki ore aayi. Usne halke haathon se apni gardan aur kandhon ko sukhaya. Meera ne tauliye ke ek kone ko saavdhani se uthaya aur use apne vakshon par rakha. Usne bahut dheere-dheere, sehlaate hue, apne unnat aur bhare hue stanon ko ponchhona shuru kiya. Tauliye ka har sparsh uske liye ek sukhad anubhooti tha.

Woh dono ore baari-baari se tauliye se thapthapakar paani ki boondein hata rahi thi. Jab tauliya uske gulaabi nipples ko chhoota, toh woh ek dabi hui aah bhar leti—yeh ek poori tarah se niji, vaasna se bhara kshan tha.

Vakshon ko sukhaane ke baad, uska haath swabhavik roop se neeche ki ore sarka. Usne apne yoni kshetra ko ponchhona shuru kiya. Tauliye ko wahan zara zyada der tak thehraya gaya, kyunki wahan ki tvacha zyada nami liye hue thi. Is atyant niji kriya ko woh bina kisi jhijhak ke kar rahi thi.

Tauliye ka har mulayam gharshan uske andar ek dheemi, dabi hui garmi jaga raha tha. Jab woh us naazuk hisse ko ponchh rahi thi, toh uski aankhen phir se band ho gayeen, aur uske honthon par ek mand muskan tair gayi.

Baahar, jharokhe par tiki aankhen Sher ki thheen, jo is poori prakriya ka saakshi ban raha tha. Meera ke is poorn nagna nritya ko dekhkar uski saansein phir atak gayeen thheen.

Jab usne dekha ki Meera tauliye se apne vakshon ko sehlah rahi hai, toh Sher ke dimaag mein toofan uth gaya.

"Arre... kaash, woh tauliya nahi, balki mere haath hote," usne apne daant bheenchte hue socha. "Yeh mere haath hote jo uske bharpoor stanon ko itni narmi se sehlahate... unhe itna dheema sparsh dete."

Aur phir, jab Meera ne apne guptang ko tauliye se sukhaana shuru kiya, toh Sher ki kalpana bekaaboo ho gayi.

"He Bhagwan! Ab... ab yeh tauliya nahi... yeh mera kathor haath hona chahiye. Tauliye ki jagah mera haath... jo us naazuk jagah ko ponchhata, sehlahata... jo us chhupi hui nami ko mehsoos karta. Woh muskan... woh us kapde ke sparsh ki nahi, meri ungliyon ke sparsh ki honi chahiye!"

Sher ka badan paseene se bheeg gaya. Uski aankhen laal ho gayeen.

Meera ne neele rang ki panty uthayi. Yeh itni chhoti thi ki unke sundar, kase hue nitambon ko mushkil se hi dhak paa rahi thi. Yeh bas ek patli kapde ki patti jaisi thi jo unke peechhe ke ubhaar ko kaat rahi thi, jisse unki golayi aur bhi zyada spasht dikhai de rahi thi. Unhone dheere-dheere ise apni chikni jaanghon par upar chadhaya.

Phir usne apni neeli bra pehni. Jaise hi usne hook lagaye, uske bhaari aur bhare hue stan us kapde mein qaid hone ke liye chhatpataane lage. Kapda itna tang tha ki stanon ka upri hissa baahar ki ore chhalak raha tha.

Meera: (Aaine mein apni badalti kaaya ko dekhte hue, chehre par ek halki laali aur sharm ke saath khud se budbudayi) 

"He Bhagwan... sab kuch kitna chhota aur tang ho gaya hai. Aisa lag rha hai jaise ye abhi phat jayenge. Mujhe jald hi naye set khareedne padenge... warna ye sambhalna mushkil ho jayega."

Usne aaine mein apni chhavi dekhi. Uske chehre par ek prakrutik laalima thi, jo uski sharm aur badhte hue saundarya ka mishran thi.

Meera: (Aaine mein khud ko nihaarte hue, apne pet par haath pherte hue) "Meera... abhi toh bas teesra mahina hi shuru hua hai. Pet toh abhi bhi lagbhag sapaat hi hai, par..."

Usne kinaare se mudkar apne peechhe ke hisse ko dekha aur phir apne seene ki ore nazar daali.

Meera: (Muskurate hue, dheemi awaaz mein khud se) "Par ye stan... ye toh kitne bhaari ho gaye hain. Aur gaand bhi... saadiyan bhi ab dhang se nahi aatein. 

Sartaj ki toh chaandi hai, unhe toh mera ye naya roop bahut pasand aayega... par woh ghar par hon tab na."

Usne apni ungliyon se bra ke kinaaron ko theek karne ki koshish ki, jisse uske stanon mein ek madhosh kar dene wali halchal hui.

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Deewar ke Peechhe: Sher ki Darindagi

Suraakh ke us paar, Sher ki haalat kharab ho rahi thi. Uski aankhen suraakh se aise chipki thheen jaise koi pyaasa kuan dekh raha ho. Uski saansein itni bhaari thheen ki use darr tha ki kahin Meera sun na le.

Sher [Aantrik Vichar]: (Apni laar gatakte hue, aankhen phaadkar dekhte hue) 'Oh teri... neela rang! Kasam se, memsaab toh katai zehar lag rahi hai. Ee panty hai ki bas ek dhaaga? Saala, aadha khazaana toh waise hi baahar jhaank raha hai. Aur uff... woh chhaati! Ee bra toh bechaari dam tod rahi hai. Dekho kaise woh gora maans us neele kapde ko phaad ke baahar aane ko betaab hai.'

Jab Meera ne aaine mein khud ko nihara aur apne stanon ke bhaaripan ko haathon se sahara diya, toh Sher ka kaleja moonh ko aa gaya.

Sher [Aantrik Vichar]: 'Rabba! Ee haath hamare hone chahiye thhe. Ee neela rang unki gori rangat pe aisan khil raha hai ki mann karta hai ki abhi deewar phaand jaoon. Memsaab bol rahi hain ki naya khareedna padega... arre kahe? Ee tang kapde hi toh asli maza de rahe hain. Ee jo ubhaar hai, jo marod hai... ee saala Sartaj ki kismat mein kahan! Woh toh bas duty karta rahe, asli maal toh hamri aankhon ke saamne parosa gaya hai.'

Unhone dheere se aaine ke saamne khud ko ghumaya. Woh apne jism ko nihaar rahi thheen. 

Woh thoda sa muskurayi, maano apne sudaul shareer se santusht hon.
Kuch der khud ko nihaarte ke baad, Meera ne paas rakhe bathrobe ki ore haath badhaya.

Bathrobe resham jaisa aur safed tha. Unhone use uthaya aur dheere se apni baahon mein pehna. Bathrobe khula hi tha, jisse uske undergarments abhi bhi dikhai de rahe thhe. Unhone bathrobe ki dori uthayi aur aaraam se kamar par ek dheeli gaanth baandh li.

Sher ka vichar: "Arre! Yeh kya kar diya! Ab sab chhip gaya! Kam se kam thoda khula toh rakhti!"

Bathrobe pehne ke baad, Meera ne ek lambi saans li aur apne baalon ko sanvaarna shuru kiya. Woh gusalkhaane se baahar nikalne ke liye taiyaar thheen.

Meera kuch gunguna rahi thi, apni hi duniya mein magan. Use kya pata tha ki darwaaze ke us paar ek aadmi uski aazaadi ko, uski maasoomiyat ko apni hawas mein hamesha ke liye qaid kar chuka hai.

Aakhirkar, Sher kaanpte hue, ladkhadaakar peechhe hata. Uska badan jal raha tha. Woh jaanta tha ki woh yeh manzar marte dum tak nahi bhool payega—woh paani se bheege hue stan, woh gulaabi kali ka maasoom jhaankna, aur woh do bedaag, safed chaand jin par khuda ne bhi koi nishaan nahi chhoda tha.

Aur woh yeh bhi jaanta tha—yeh sirf shuruat thi. Yeh ant nahi tha. Meera madam ke saath yeh chori-chhipe ka khel abhi shuru hua tha.

Sher ne tez kadmon se galiyara paar kiya. Woh ek andhere kone mein ruka, jahan koi use dekh na sake.

Usne apne dhadakte hue auzaar par kaskar haath rakha—ek aisa sparsh jo pratigya se bhara tha. Usne dabi hui awaaz mein qasam khayi, uski aankhen andhere mein bhi chamak rahi thheen.

Sher ka sankalp: "Maan kasam! Agli baar, ye aankhein sirf dekhengi nahi. Ye haath chhooenge, ye honth chakhenge, aur ye jism... apna haq vasoolega! Meera... too Sartaj ki hai, lekin ab meri bhi hogi. Main tujhe tadpa-tadpa ke bhogoonga, teri har cheekh sunoonga, teri har sihran mehsoos karoonga. Shankar bhai ka waada... main poora karoonga."