Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

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Store room ke andar sannata tha, bas Vikki ki bhari saansein chal rahi thin jo ab behosh zameen par pada tha. Trupti ne thoda khud ko sambhala, apni dress thik ki aur darwaza khola.

Jaise hi darwaza khula, saamne Rahul khada tha. Usne Trupti ko dekha aur dekhta hi reh gaya.
Trupti ki haalat kisi taza-taza chudi hui aurat jaisi lag rahi thi:

• Uske baal (hair) buri tarah bikhre hue the aur paseene se chipke the.
  
• Hothon ki Blood Red Lipstick fail kar gaalon aur thuddi (chin) tak aa gayi thi, jo Vikki ke jangli kiss ki gawahi de rahi thi.
  
• Uski White Satin Dress par silwatein (wrinkles) pad gayi thin aur strap abhi bhi kandhe se thoda fisla hua tha, jisse uske cleavage ka gehra view mil raha tha.
  

Rahul ka lund abhi bhi jeans mein patthar bana hua tha. Apni Maa ki ye 'Messy & Sexy' halat dekh kar uska mann kar raha tha ki wo abhi Trupti ko pakad le aur wahi kare jo Vikki nahi kar paya. Use Trupti ko bang karne ki talab lag rahi thi.
Lekin usne apni mutthi bhichi aur badi mushkil se khud par control kiya. Ye waqt hawas ka nahi tha.
Rahul: (Gala saaf karte hue) “Maa... wo... wo behosh ho gaya?”
Trupti: (Haipte hue) “Haan... gir gaya shaitan. Ab jaldi Abhay ko bulao.”

Trupti ne phone karke Abhay ko signal diya. Kuch hi seconds mein andhere se do parchhaiyan (shadows) aati dikhi.
Aage Abhay tha, aur uske piche ek hatta-katta, sawla aadmi chal raha tha jiska chehra thoda sakht aur shady tha. Rahul ne us aadmi ko hairani se dekha.
Abhay andar aaya. Usne Rahul ki taraf ek nazar bhi nahi daali, jaise wahan koi ho hi na. Uska poora dhyaan Trupti par tha.
Abhay: (Chinta se) “Trupti? Tum thik ho na? Usne kuch galat toh nahi kiya?”
Trupti: (Rahat ki saans lete hue) “Main thik hoon Abhay. Bas... bas bohot mushkil se sambhala use. Wo behosh hai ab.”



Abhay ne zameen par pade Vikki ko dekha aur ghrina se thuka. Phir wo Trupti ki taraf muda.
Abhay: “Tumhe ab darne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Maine apna kaam kar diya hai.”
Trupti: “Matlab?”
Abhay: “Jab tum isse yahan uljha rahi thi, main iske Hostel Room mein ghusa tha. Maine uska Laptop, Computer, Hard Drives—sab scan kar liya. Usne jitne bhi videos banaye the, sab Delete kar diye hain. Yahan tak ki Cloud Backup aur Hidden Folders bhi format kar diye hain.”
Abhay ne jhuk kar Vikki ki jeb se uska Mobile Phone nikala.
Abhay: “Aur jo kuch is phone mein bacha hoga, wo ab main hata dunga. Ab iske paas tumhare khilaaf ek photo tak nahi bachi. You are free.”
Trupti ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Uske seene se ek bhaari bojh utar gaya. Usne deewar ka sahara liya aur aankhein band kar lin.
Trupti: “Thank you Abhay... Thank you so much.”

Abhay ne Trupti ko sambhala aur phir us teesre aadmi ko ishara kiya.
Abhay: “Tum dono (Trupti aur Rahul) zara bahar ruko. Is aadmi ko apna kaam karne do.”
Wo aadmi chupchap andar gaya aur darwaza band karne laga.
Rahul: (Confused hokar) “Ek minute... Abhay, ye aadmi kaun hai? Aur ye andar Vikki ke saath kya karega?”
Abhay ne pehli baar Rahul ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi bharosa nahi tha, par ek kroor santushti (cruel satisfaction) thi.
Abhay: “Ye kaun hai, isse tujhe matlab nahi hona chahiye. Par phir bhi sun le...”
Abhay: “Ye ek Male Escort (Gigolo) hai. Gay hai.”
Rahul aur Trupti dono chaunk gaye.
Abhay: “Vikki ko shauk tha na logon ki video banane ka? Zabardasti karne ka? Aaj ye Gigolo Vikki ki G maarega, aur main uska video banaunga. Vikki subah jab uthega toh uski gaand mein dard hoga aur phone mein apni hi chudayi ka video hoga.”
Rahul sunn reh gaya. Ye badla uski soch se bhi pare tha. Trupti ne bhi muh pher liya, par use Vikki par koi taras nahi aaya.
Abhay: “Tit for Tat Rahul. Jaisa karoge, waisa bharoge.”
Andar se kapde utarne ki aawaaz aane lagi. Aaj raat Vikki shikaari se shikaar banne wala tha.

Old Science Block ke store room ke darwaze par sannata tha, lekin andar se dabi-dabi aawaazein aa rahi thin. Vikki, jo nashe aur dawai ke asar mein poori tarah be-sudh (unconscious) tha, uske saath wo Gigolo apna kaam kar raha tha. Vikki ki mardangi ka aaj wahi mazaak ban raha tha jo usne dusron ka banaya tha.
Rahul ne darwaze ki darar se phone andar kiya aur kuch seconds ka video record kar liya. Phir usne Abhay ke laptop se connect karke wo video Vikki ke phone mein transfer kar diya aur 'Sent' folder mein daal diya. Iska matlab saaf tha—jab Vikki subah uthega, toh use apni hi barbadi ka video apne phone mein milega.
Rahul: (Phone rakhte hue) “Kaam ho gaya. Ab ye zindagi bhar kisi ko blackmail karne layak nahi bachega.”
Abhay: “Chalo yahan se. Is gandagi ko yahi sadne do.”
Teeno—Trupti, Abhay aur Rahul—wahan se chupchap nikal gaye aur college ke garden area ki taraf badhe.

Garden mein thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Teeno ke dimaag mein abhi bhi pichle ek ghante ki ghatnayein ghoom rahi thin. Trupti ne ek gehri saans li. Uska sabse bada darr (Vikki) ab khatam ho chuka tha. Ab use apne dusre mission par lagna tha—Rahul aur Abhay ki Dosti.
Trupti ruk gayi aur Abhay ki taraf mudi.
Trupti: “Abhay, ruko.”
Abhay ruka aur sawaliya nazron se dekha.
Trupti: “Aaj humne jo kiya, wo hum teeno ne mil kar kiya. Rahul ne apni galti sudhari hai. Usne Vikki ko dawai di, video banaya aur meri madad ki. Please Abhay... ab purani baatein bhool jao.”
Trupti ne Rahul ka haath pakda aur use aage kiya.
Trupti: “Rahul dil ka bura nahi hai Abhay. Wo bas Vikki ki sangati mein behak gaya tha. Main chahti hoon ki tum dono ab dushman nahi, balki dost ban jao. Please, mere liye.”





Abhay ne Rahul ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Uske dimaag mein abhi bhi wo waqt tha jab Rahul ne Trupti ko CR election mein nicha dikhaya tha aur breakup kiya tha.
Abhay: (Sakhti se) “Trupti, main tumhari baat samajhta hoon. Par isne tumhe takleef di hai. Isne tumhe rulaaya hai. Main aise ladke par aasani se bharosa nahi kar sakta.”
Trupti: “Trust me Abhay. Ye badal gaya hai. Isne aaj saabit kar diya.”
Abhay ne kuch der socha. Use Trupti ki aankhon mein Rahul ke liye ek ajeeb si faryaad dikhi (jo asal mein Maa ki mamta thi). Abhay ne ek gehri saans li aur Rahul ki taraf haath badhaya.
Abhay: “Thik hai. Agar Trupti keh rahi hai, toh main purani baatein mitti mein milata hoon. Aaj se hum dost hain.”
Rahul ne rahat ki saans li aur haath milaya. Rahul: “Thanks Abhay. Main waada karta hoon, aage se koi galti nahi hogi.”
Lekin Abhay ne haath nahi chhoda. Usne Rahul ki aankhon mein aankhein daal kar ek Shart (Condition) rakhi.
Abhay: “Ek shart hai Rahul. Aaj se Trupti tumhari Behan (Sister) jaisi hai. Tum iski izzat karoge, iska khayal rakhoge, bilkul waise jaise ek bhai apni behan ka rakhta hai. Koi gandi nazar nahi, koi badtameezi nahi. Manzoor hai?”

Abhay ke muh se 'Behan' shabd sunkar Rahul ke dimaag mein sannata chha gaya. Wo ladki jo uski Asli Maa hai, jiske saath usne sex kiya hai, jiske nange jism ko wo abhi kuch der pehle hawas bhari nazron se dekh raha tha—use ab 'Behan' maanna padega?
Rahul ke dil mein ek tees uthi. Wo Trupti ko chahta tha. Sirf Maa ke roop mein nahi, balki ek aurat ke roop mein bhi. Use wo raatein yaad thin jab wo Trupti ke upar tha. 'Behan' bolna uske liye kisi saza se kam nahi tha.
Lekin usne Trupti ki taraf dekha. Trupti ki aankhon mein ek Guilt tha, par saath hi ek ishara bhi tha ki—'Maan jao Rahul, isi mein humari bhalayi hai'.'*
Rahul ne socha— "Agar maine mana kiya, toh main Trupti se door ho jaunga. Kam se kam is bahane main unke paas toh rahunga. Maa ke saath rehne ke liye mujhe ye kadwa ghoont peena hi padega."
Rahul: (Bhari mann se, jhoothi muskaan ke saath) “Haan Abhay... Manzoor hai. Aaj se Trupti meri behan jaisi hai. Main is par koi aanch nahi aane dunga. Purana sab bhool jaunga.”

Ye sunkar Trupti ka chehra khil utha. Use laga ki chalo, duniya ki nazron mein hi sahi, rishte sudhar rahe hain.
Trupti: (Khushi se) “Thank you Rahul!”
Trupti ne aage badh kar Rahul ko gale laga liya (Hugged). Rahul ne bhi Trupti ko apni baahon mein bhara. Trupti ki khushboo, uska naram shareer—sab Rahul ko pagal kar raha tha, par usne khud ko control kiya aur bas pith thap-thapaayi.
Phir Abhay ne bhi aage badh kar Rahul ko gale lagaya. Abhay: “Welcome to the team, bro. Ab milkar college chalayenge.”
Teeno hostel ki taraf wapas chal pade. Abhay aur Trupti aage chal rahe the, baatein karte hue. Rahul thoda piche tha.

Rahul piche chalte hue Trupti ko dekh raha tha. Uske dimaag mein abhi bhi 'Behan' wala shabd chub raha tha.
Rahul: (Mann mein) “Behan... huh! Duniya ke liye behan hogi Abhay. Par mere liye toh ye meri Maa hai aur meri... khair chhodo. Kam se kam ab main Maa ke paas hoon. Vikki gaya bhaad mein. Ab mujhe bas ye dekhna hai ki main Maa ko Abhay se kaise door rakhun aur khud unke kareeb rahun... bina kisi ko shaq hue.”
Raat khatam ho rahi thi, par rishton ki ek nayi aur pechida (complicated) shuruwat ho chuki thi.



Raat ke 2 baj rahe the. Hostel ke corridor mein sannata tha. Trupti apne kamre mein aayi aur turant darwaza andar se lock kar diya. Usne apni peeth darwaze se laga di aur ek gehri saans li. Vikki ka kissa khatam ho chuka tha, wo safe thi, lekin uska shareer abhi bhi us ghatna ke asar (aftershocks) se kamp-kapa raha tha.
Wo dheere-dheere chal kar dressing table ke aaine (mirror) ke saamne aayi.

Trupti ne aaine mein khud ko dekha. Aaj wo koi izzatdaar Maa ya wife nahi lag rahi thi. Uski White Satin Dress par silwatein thin, baal buri tarah bikhre hue the, aur hothon ki Red Lipstick fail kar uske gaalon tak aa gayi thi. Ye manzar saaf bata raha tha ki kuch der pehle kisi mard ne uske saath kitni buri tarah khela hai.
Lekin sabse darrawani baat ye thi ki Trupti ko khud ko dekh kar gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb si uttejna (arousal) mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Usne apni ungli apne hothon par pheri. Wahan abhi bhi Vikki ke lund ka halka sa swaad aur mehak bachi hui thi. Vikki ne jab zabardasti apna lund uske hothon par ragda tha, wo ehsaas abhi bhi taaza tha.
Trupti: (Khud ko aaine mein ghoorte hue) “Chee Trupti... ye tu kya soch rahi hai? Wo ek janwar hai... usne teri izzat lene ki koshish ki... aur tujhe... tujhe garam lag raha hai?”
Par sach yahi tha. Saalon baad kisi mard ne use itni be-rehami aur haivaniyat (roughness) se chua tha. Sanjeev ka pyaar thanda aur boring tha, par Vikki ka wo 'Janwarpan' Trupti ke andar chupi hui aurat ko jaga gaya tha.



Trupti ne apni dress ke strap ko neeche giraya. Uske nange, bhare hue boobs aaine mein dikhe. Un par abhi bhi Vikki ke paseene aur uske muh ki mehak chipki hui thi. Vikki ne unhe jis tarah masla (squeezed) aur chusa tha, us dard ne Trupti ke nipples ko patthar jaisa sakht kar diya tha.
Trupti: (Sisak kar) “Hey Bhagwan... main control kyun nahi kar pa rahi? Mere andar aag kyun lagi hai?”
Use shiddat se apne pati Sanjeev ki yaad aayi. Agar wo yahan hota, toh Trupti aaj use nichod leti. Par wo yahan nahi tha. Aur Trupti ka jism pyasa tha. Wo ek Pyasi Aurat ban chuki thi jo saalon se bistar par shant padi thi, par aaj Vikki ne us soye hue toofan ko छेड़ diya tha.



Trupti ke pair kaanpne lage. Wo ladkhadate hue apne bed par gayi aur kinare par baith gayi. Kamre ki light madham thi. Trupti ne apni White Dress ko kamar tak upar kheench liya.
Usne apna haath apni Panty ke upar rakha. Kapda poori tarah geela (soaking wet) tha. Uski chut ne Vikki ke touch par jo paani chhoda tha, wo abhi tak wahan tha.
Trupti: (Aankhein band karke) “Nahi... ye galat hai... wo mera dushman hai...”
Dimaag mana kar raha tha, par haath ne sunne se inkaar kar diya. Trupti ne apni panty ko side mein kiya aur apni geeli yoni (vagina) par ungli rakhi.
Jaise hi usne apni ungli us garam darar mein daali, uske muh se ek lambi siski nikal gayi. Trupti: “Ahhhhh... Sanjeev...”
Lekin band aankhon mein Sanjeev ka chehra dhundhla tha. Wahan baar-baar Vikki ka chehra aa raha tha. Vikki ka gussa, uska wo Mota Lund, uska gaali dena, uska boobs ko kaatna—ye sab yaad karke Trupti aur zyada pagal hone lagi.

Trupti ne apni Middle Finger ko apni chut ke andar tezi se andar-bahar (finger-fucking) karna shuru kiya. Dusre haath se wo apne khade nipple ko zor-zor se masal rahi thi, bilkul waise jaise Vikki ne kiya tha.
Trupti: (Haipte hue) “Haan... Vikki... tum kutte ho... par tumne mujhe jaga diya... ahhh... zor se...”
Wo janti thi ki ye galat hai. Ek aise ladke ke baare mein sochna jisne use blackmail kiya, ye gunah tha. Par is waqt Guilt (Pachtava) aur Pleasure (Maza) mix ho gaye the.
Store room ki wo ghatna ek Roleplay ki tarah uske dimaag mein chal rahi thi. Trupti ne apni ungli ki speed badha di. Uski saansein tez ho gayin, kamar bed par hilne lagi.
Trupti: “Ahhh... main aa rahi hoon... fuck... ahhh...”
Kuch hi seconds mein, Trupti ka shareer akad gaya. Usne apni pith piche ki taraf moda aur ek Dabi hui cheekh ke saath jhad gayi. Uski chut ne ungli par dher saara paani chhod diya.



Jhadne ke baad Trupti bed par gir gayi. Saansein abhi bhi tez thin. Kamre mein wapas sannata chha gaya.
Ab, jab nasha utra, toh Guilt wapas aa gaya. Trupti ne apni ungli nikali aur use dekha. Use khud par ghin aayi.
Trupti: (Aansu ponchte hue) “Ye maine kya kiya? Maine Vikki ke baare mein soch kar... Chee! Main itni gir gayi hoon?”
Wo uthi aur bathroom ki taraf bhaagi. Use nahana tha. Use apne jism se Vikki ki mehak, uska swaad aur apni ye 'Gandi Bhookh' dhoni thi.
Raat toh guzar gayi thi, Vikki har gaya tha, par Trupti haar kar bhi ek nayi Jismani Jung mein ulajh gayi thi. Uski jawani ab shaant rehne wali nahi thi.

Raat ki un bhayanak aur gunah-bhari yaadon ko Trupti ne thande paani ke niche baha diya tha. Aaj Election Day tha—wo din jiske liye college pichle ek mahine se pagal ho raha tha. Trupti jab so kar uthi, toh uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa naya sukoon aur vijayi muskaan thi. Wo jaanti thi ki uske raste ka sabse bada kanta ab nikal chuka hai.

Trupti ne aaj ke din ke liye ek aisa avataar chuna tha jo students ko bhi pasand aaye aur professors ko bhi—Modern but Traditional.

• Pehnawa: Usne ek Emerald Green (Gahre Hare) rang ki georgette saree pehni thi. Saree ka kapda itna barik tha ki uski chikni kamar aur gehri naabhi (navel) har harkat par halki si jhalak dikha rahi thin.
  
• Blouse: Usne ek matching Sleeveless Blouse pehna tha jiska gala piche se kafi gehra tha. Uske gore-chitte kandhe aur baazu (arms) kisi model ki tarah chamak rahe the. Blouse itna tight tha ki uske 38-inch ke bhare hue stan (boobs) saree ke parde ke piche bhi apni poori maujoodgi darshaa rahe the.
  
• Shringar: Maathe par ek chhoti si hari bindi, kaano mein bade jhumke aur baalon ko khula chhod kar ek side mein rakha tha.
  

Wo jab hostel se bahar nikli, toh har ladke ki nazar uski sleeveless beauty par thahar gayi. Wo ek ideal Leader aur ek "Dream Woman" ka perfect mix lag rahi thi.

College pahunchte hi Trupti ko uski saheliyan—Kriti aur Shital—milin. Shital ki aankhon mein Trupti ke liye ek alag hi izzat aur darr tha, kyunki wo jaanti thi ki kal raat kya khel hua hai.
Kriti: (Utsukta se) "Best of luck Trupti! Aaj toh tu hi jitegi. Par tune suna kya? College mein ek hi afwah udd rahi hai."
Trupti: (Anjaan bante hue) "Kya hua Kriti? Sab theek toh hai na?"
Shital: (Dheere se) "Vikki... Vikki subah se gayab hai. Uske supporters use dhoond rahe hain, par uske hostel room par tala laga hai. Wo voting booth par bhi nahi aaya. Log keh rahe hain ki shayad wo haar ke darr se bhaag gaya."
Trupti aur Shital ne ek-dusre ko dekha. Trupti ko pata tha ki Vikki abhi Old Science Block ke usi store room mein apni zillat aur dard ke saath pada hoga, ya shayad sharam ke maare muh chhupata fir raha hoga.





Tabhi wahan Abhay apne group ke saath aaya. Abhay ke chehre par ek vijayi muskaan thi. Usne Trupti ko dekha aur uski sleeveless beauty par pal bhar ke liye kho gaya, par turant khud ko sambhal kar bola.
Abhay: "Taiyaar ho Trupti? Aaj ka din tumhara hai. Humne poori mehnat ki hai."
Trupti: "Haan Abhay, sab tumhari wajah se hi hai."
Wahin thodi door Rahul aur Niti khade the. Niti kaafi pareshan lag rahi thi kyunki uska main support (Vikki) gayab tha. Rahul chupchaap khada tha. Jab uski nazar Trupti par padi, toh uska lund ek baar phir se uski jeans mein karwat lene laga. Usne kal raat apni Maa ko nanga dekha tha, aur aaj wo unhe is 'Sanskari-Hot' look mein dekh raha tha.
Rahul aage badha aur Abhay aur Trupti ke paas aaya.
Rahul: (Bhari aawaz mein) "Best of luck... Trupti. I hope sab kuch tumhare plan ke mutabiq ho."
Abhay ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha (duniya ko dikhane ke liye ki ab wo dost hain). Abhay: "Vikki ka kuch pata hai Rahul? Tera toh yaar tha wo."
Rahul: (Nazrein churate hue) "Pata nahi yaar, shayad tabiyat kharab hogi uski."

Election Commissoner (Principal) ne mic par announcement ki aur Voting Commenss (Shuru) ho gayi. Students ki lambi katarein lag gayin. Trupti aur Rahul apne-apne booths ke paas khade hokar logon se aakhri baar vote ki appeal kar rahe the.
Trupti jab bhi kisi ladke ke paas jaati aur apni nasheeli aankhon se 'Vote' maangti, ladke pighal jaate. Uske sleeveless blouse se dikhte gore baazuon ne maahaul mein garmi badha di thi.
Lekin sabke mann mein ek hi sawal tha—"Vikki kahan hai?" Vikki ke gunde aur supporters election mein hangama karne ki koshish kar rahe the, par unka 'Captain' hi gayab tha, isliye wo sab titar-bitar ho rahe the.
Trupti ne door khade Abhay ko dekh kar ishara kiya. Unka plan poori tarah kaam kar raha tha. Vikki ko unhone digitaly aur physically 'Nanga' kar diya tha, aur ab bas official 'Jeet' ka intezaar tha.

Sham dhal chuki thi aur college ka maidan 'Gulal' ke rangon se lal ho chuka tha. Principal ne jaise hi mic par Result announce kiya—"And the Winner is... Team Progress! President Abhay and Vice President Trupti!"—poora campus khushi se jhoom utha.
Dhol-nagadon ki aawaaz ne aasmaan sar par utha liya. Students Trupti aur Abhay ko kandhon par utha kar naach rahe the. Har taraf bas "Abhay-Trupti Zindabad" ke naare lag rahe the.

Bheed ke ek kone mein Niti khadi thi. Uska chehra gusse se tamtama raha tha. Vikki ka gayab hona aur Trupti ki itni badi jeet—ye uske bardasht se bahar tha.
Niti: (Pair patakte hue) "Bhaad mein jaye ye college aur ye election! Sab mile hue hain."
Niti ne gusse mein apna scarf feka aur wahan se tezi se nikal gayi. Rahul wahin khada tha, chupchap. Wo Trupti ko jeette hue dekh kar khush bhi tha aur andar hi andar jal bhi raha tha ki wo Abhay ke saath khadi hai, uske saath nahi.

Jashn ke beech, jab sab log Trupti ko phool-malaein pehna rahe the, Trupti ki nazrein bheed ko cheerte hue seedha Abhay se takrayin.
Dono ke chehre gulal se sane hue the. Abhay ne door se hi Trupti ko dekh kar ek Soft Smile di aur apni aankhein halki si jhuka kar use Respect di. Trupti ka dil zor se dhadak utha. Vikki ki haivaniyat ke baad, Abhay ki ye saumya (gentle) nigahein uske zakhmon par marham jaisi lagin.
Bina kuch bole, un dono ke beech ek Ankahee Romance ki shuruwat ho chuki thi. Ye wo pal tha jab Trupti ne khud ko 'Sanjeev ki Biwi' ya 'Rahul ki Maa' nahi, balki sirf 'Trupti' mehsoos kiya.

Raat ke 9 baj gaye the. Shor-sharaba ab shant ho chuka tha. Zyadatar students apne hostel ja chuke the ya bahar party karne gaye the. College ke garden ke ek shant kone mein, hari ghaas par Trupti aur Abhay baithe the.
Dono thake hue the par chehre par ek alag hi chamak thi. Unke haath mein canteen ki Cutting Chai ke glass the.
Trupti: (Chai ki chuski lete hue) "Uff... main toh thak gayi. Kabhi socha nahi tha ki college life itni hectic aur exciting hogi."
Abhay: (Muskurate hue) "Ye toh bas shuruwat hai Madam Vice President. Abhi toh poora saal humein college chalana hai."
Trupti ne Abhay ki taraf dekha. Chandni raat mein Abhay ka chehra behad honest aur handsome lag raha tha.
Trupti: (Bhaavuk hokar) "Thank you Abhay. Sach mein... agar tum nahi hote, toh main shayad toot chuki hoti. Tumne mujhe Vikki se bachaya, meri izzat bachayi, aur mujhe ye jeet dilayi. Tum mere liye sirf dost nahi, ek Savior (Rakshak) ho."
Abhay: "Arre bas karo... dosti mein 'No Sorry, No Thank You'. Maine wahi kiya jo ek dost ko karna chahiye tha."



Mahaul mein ek gehri khamoshi chha gayi. Abhay ne apna chai ka glass niche rakha aur thoda hichkichate hue Trupti ki taraf muda.
Abhay: "Trupti... mujhe tumse kuch kehna hai."
Trupti: "Haan bolo?"
Abhay: "Vikki ne wo shart lagayi thi na... ki tumhe kaun 'Patayega'. Mujhe us shart se koi matlab nahi hai. Lekin... pichle kuch dino mein, tumhe jaanne ke baad, mujhe lagta hai ki main tumse connect ho gaya hoon."
Abhay ne Trupti ki aankhon mein dekha.
Abhay: "I really like you Trupti. Tum bohot alag ho, bohot mature aur strong ho. Kya tum... Kya tum meri Girlfriend banogi?"

Trupti sunn reh gayi. Use pata tha ye sawal aayega, par jab aaya toh wo soch mein pad gayi.
Usne Abhay ko dekha aur phir apne dimaag mein calculation kiya.

• "Vikki ek janwar tha, jisne mujhe nocha."
  
• "Rahul ek dhokhebaaz aur kaccha ladka nikla, jiske saath rishta rakhna paap hai."
  
• "Lekin Abhay... Abhay alag hai."
  

Trupti ki Soch: "Ye ladka mujhe izzat deta hai. Iske saath main Safe (Surakshit) hoon. Agar main Abhay ki Girlfriend ban gayi, toh poore college mein kisi ki himmat nahi hogi mujhe gandi nazar se dekhne ki. Vikki jaise log door rahenge. Aur waise bhi... mujhe bhi toh apni college life enjoy karni hai. Kab tak ghut-ghut kar jiyungi? Abhay handsome hai, caring hai aur sabse zaroori... wo mujhe force nahi karega."
Ye rishta uske liye sirf pyaar nahi, balki ek Suraksha Kavach (Safety Shield) bhi tha.

Trupti ne muskura kar Abhay ke haath par apna haath rakha.
Trupti: "Abhay... main jhoot nahi bolungi. Main bhi tumhe pasand karti hoon. Tum mere sabse ache dost ho."
Wo thoda ruki.
Trupti: "Lekin pichle kuch dino mein mere saath bohot kuch hua hai. Main thoda dara hua feel karti hoon. Agar hum... agar hum Slowly aage badhein? Ek dusre ko aur samjhein? Is it okay if we move forward as GF-BF, but take it slow?"
Abhay ka chehra khil utha. Use Trupti ki haan mein duniye bhar ki khushi mil gayi.
Abhay: "Bilkul Trupti! Main koi jaldbazi nahi karna chahta. Main intezaar karunga jab tak tum poori tarah comfortable na ho jao. Bas tumhara saath chahiye."

Trupti ko Abhay ki ye baat dil par lagi. Yahi toh wo chahti thi—koi aisa jo uske jism par nahi, uske dil par haq jataye.
Trupti dheere se khiski aur apna sar Abhay ke kandhe par tika diya. Abhay ne halke se apna haath Trupti ki kamar par rakha (bina kisi gandi niyat ke).
Thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Trupti ne apni aankhein band kar lin.
Trupti: (Mann mein) "Ye sahi faisla hai. Abhay ke saath main khush rahungi. Rahul mera past tha, Vikki mera bura sapna tha... par Abhay mera Future hai. Finally... main apni college life ji sakti hoon."
Door khada koi (shayad Rahul) unhe dekh raha tha, par ab Trupti ko parwah nahi thi. Wo ab 'Team Progress' ke President ki Girlfriend thi, aur ab wo safe thi.