Adultery Meri Pakiza Ammijaan Ka Bhrashtikaran

[Deepak_bull]

CHAPTER 35


Finally meri mom Gajendra ke paas wapas aa gayi hai.




Us raat Vijay ne sirf Ammi ki gaand hi maari. Usne ek baar bhi unki chut mein ghusne ki koshish nahi ki. Jab usne bathroom mein Ammi ki dheeli, khulne wali gaand mein gehra dhakka maara aur lambi, steady dhakkon se unhe bhar diya jab tak woh karahne aur kaanpne lagi, tab usne bahar nikala, dono ko rack se garam towels se saaf kiya, aur use bade bistar par main room mein utha kar le gaya. 


Ek baar maine dekha uska lund Ammi ki bhuri tatti se dhaka hua tha aur bathroom ke floor par gir raha tha. Ammi ko ghin aayi lekin yeh hi uski asliyat hai, woh ek gandi aurat hai. 

Woh dono chadar ke neeche slip ho gaye, uska jism abhi bhi laal aur kaanpta hua, uske baahon ne peeche se use jakad liya. Ammi ne sir uske seene par rakh diya, saansein dheemi aur bhari, jab Vijay ne uske baalon par chumban kiya aur dheemi khushiyan bhari baatein fisfisayi. Woh aise hi so gaye — nange, uljhe hue, uska haath soye hue bhi Ammi ki badi gaand ke curve par possessively pada hua. 

Main service corridor mein bahut der tak chhupa raha jab tak sab awaazein band nahi ho gayi, mera khud ka jism aag ki tarah jal raha tha. Jab sab shant ho gaya tab main apne room mein wapas ghus gaya, darwaza lock kiya, aur apna lund bahar nikala. 

Main dheere dheere mutth maarne laga, har ek chhoti detail dimag mein dohraata hua: kaise uski gaand ke tukde fail gaye jab woh jhuki, Vijay ke hips ka geela thapak uske naram gosht par, bathroom ki tiles par uski zor ki, rok na paane wali karahen goonj rahi thi. 

Mera haath tez ho gaya, precum se geela, jab main us pal ko soch raha tha jab uska lund poora andar chala gaya. Main zor se jhad gaya, ungliyon par gira kar takiye mein moan ko dabaya. 

Yeh release bahut acha laga, lekin kaafi nahi tha. Mainne bees minute baad phir kiya, is baar dheere, maza lamba karte hue jab tak meri taangein kaanpne lagi. Meri zindagi itni ajeeb tareeke se mazedaar ban gayi thi. 

Main ab bina sharm ke har baar live chudai dekhta tha. Har chhupi hui scene jo mujhe milti thi — Ammi aur Gajendra, Nafisa aur Ravi, aur ab Ammi aur Vijay — jaise mera personal show. 

Ab koi gunah mehsoos nahi hota tha, sirf utsaah aur gehra, nasha wala thrill. Mujhe sochna ya phone par video dekhna nahi padta tha; asli auratein jo main jaanta tha mardon ke saamne khud ko de rahi thi, aur main har karah, har dhakka, har surrender dekh paata tha. 

Yeh mujhe taqatwar, zinda mehsoos karata tha, jaise main hi woh akela tha jo band darwazon ke peeche kya ho raha hai sach mein dekh raha tha. Sharam mujhse poori tarah chali gayi thi. Kyon bura mehsoos karna jab duniya yeh haram tohfe detी ja rahi thi? Meri raatein ab asli maza se bhari thi, aur main ise bina ek second ke pachtaave ke qubool kar chuka tha. 

Agli subah mera phone bahut jaldi baja, screen par Ammi ka naam chamak raha tha. Main jaldi se utha, abhi aadha soya hua. “Beta, uth jao. Hum abhi hotel aur resort chhod rahe hain. Apna samaan pack karo. Maine airport ke liye taxi bulwa liya hai.” 

Uski awaaz bilkul flat thi, khush nahi thi. Usme thakaan thi jo sirf neend ki kami se zyada gehri thi. Main uth baitha, aankhein malte hue. “Chhod rahe hain? Lekin Ammi, mujhe laga tha hum yahan Gajendra ka intezaar karenge. Woh aaj resort par milne wala tha. Achanak kyon badal gaya?” 

Usne turant jawab nahi diya. Lambi khamoshi ke baad woh dheere boli, “Bas pack kar lo, beta. Baad mein bataungi. Pandra minute mein tayyar ho jao.” 

Main sochne laga ki woh itni udaas kyon lag rahi thi. Kal raat sab theek tha — dinner, sair, Vijay ke saath uska relax hona. Hum specially Gajendra ka intezaar karne yahan aaye the, hospital ki tension se door hone ke liye. Ab bina kisi wajah ke ghar lautna chahti thi. 

Baad mein jab main apna chhota bag pack kar chuka aur hallway mein nikla, Ammi apne hotel room se bahar aayi. Woh maroon dress mein bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi jo uske curves par khubsurati se beh rahi thi, saath mein matching maroon scarf baalon aur kandhon par sahi se lapeta hua. 

Rang uspar bilkul suit kar raha tha, uski chamdi chamak rahi thi aur aankhein alag chamak rahi thi. Woh already badal chuki thi aur fresh ho chuki thi, phir se wohi modest, sahi Ammi lag rahi thi. 

Main uske room ki taraf bag uthane chala, lekin woh jaldi bahar nikal aayi aur darwaza peeche se band kar diya, apne jism se entrance block karte hue. 

“Nahi beta. Andar mat aao. Maine sab pack kar liya hai. Chalo.” Main bhowncha hua. “Lekin Ammi, main tumhara suitcase utha loon. Woh bhari hai.” 

Usne zor se sir hilaaya, haath abhi bhi door handle par. “Theek hai. Mainne sambhal liya.” 

Yeh baat sunte hi mujhe samajh aa gaya. Vijay wahan nanga so raha tha, uska jism raat bhar uski gaand maarke abhi bhi garam hoga. 

Ammi nahi chahti thi ki main koi nishaan dekh loon — bistar ke uljhe hue chadar, hawa mein abhi bhi chudai ki boo, woh mard jo uski peeche se maarta raha jab woh karah rahi thi. 

Woh nahi chahti thi ki main uske chudai ke chakkar aur biwi dhoka ke baare mein jaanun. Woh abhi bhi bahut koshish karti thi mere nazron mein apni achhi, deendar Ammi wali tasveer ko bachane ki, jo aisa kabhi nahi karti. 

Sab kuchh main chupke dekh chuka tha phir bhi woh sochti thi ki main abhi bhi usko paak aur wafadar samajhta hoon. Yeh dekh kar dukh hota tha ki woh kitni mehnat karti thi mujhse chhupane mein, jaise mujhe andhere mein rakhne se uske gunah kam asli ho jayenge. 

Mainne phir dheere se poocha jab hum elevator ki taraf chal rahe the. “Ammi, hum itni jaldi kyon ja rahe hain? Itni door aaye the. Gajendra yahan milne wala tha. Kya kuchh galat ho gaya?” 

Usne saans chhodi, scarf theek karte hue jab elevator ke darwaze khule. “Beta, main bas… mera man badal gaya. Hamein ghar lautna chahiye. Tumhare abbu ab zyada zaroori hain. Unhe humari zarurat hai. Maine Gajendra se baat kar li aur usse nahi aane ko kaha. Agar zarurat padi to ghar par mil lenge, lekin abhi main tumhare abbu par dhyaan dena chahti hoon.” 

Woh abhi bhi sochti thi ki main usko achhi deendar Ammi samajhta hoon — wafadar, ..,., kisi galat kaam se door. Jis tarah woh bol rahi thi, itni shaant aur imaan wali, usse saaf tha ki usko bilkul pata nahi main kitna jaan chuka tha. 

Woh khud ko bhi utna hi samjha rahi thi jitna mujhe. Elevator mein neeche jaate hue mujhe ek gehri baat samajh aayi. 

Woh ek se zyada mardon ke saath chakkar nahi chahti thi. Woh sirf Gajendra chahti thi — apna pehla chuna hua aashiq. Uske saath chakkar shuru karna hi abbu ke saath bada dhoka tha, aur ab us ek gunah ki sharam uspar bojh ban gayi thi. 

Vijay ko add karne se yeh bojh asahya ho gaya. Usne ek baar hadd paar ki thi, khud ko samjhaya tha ki yeh akelaai aur tension se hua galti thi, lekin do mard se yeh permanent lagne laga, jaise woh sach mein kho gayi ho. 

Woh aur gunah nahi chahti thi kyonki usne mazhab mein sabse bada gunah kar liya tha — zina, woh kaam jo is duniya aur aakhirat dono barbaad kar sakta hai. 

Yeh bojh uspar bhari pad raha tha. Woh rukna chahti thi isse pehle ki aur kharab ho, isse pehle ki woh us aurat ban jaye jise woh pehle khud saza deti thi. 

Airport jaate taxi mein woh chup thi, khidki se bahar dekhti hui. Woh Vijay ko poora bhoolna chahti thi, kal raat ko jaise hua hi nahi. Hum resort mein maze karne ki baat karte rahe. 






Uski scarf ko baar baar chhoone aur theek karne ki harkat se saaf dikhta tha ki woh kitni koshish kar rahi thi us yaad ko door bhagane ki aur phir se wafadar biwi ki bhumika mein lautne ki. 

Udaan saat lambi ghante ki thi. Hum ghar pahunche thake hue lekin purane mahol mein wapas aane se rahat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Abbu darwaze par humara intezaar kar rahe the, bimaar hone ke bawajood taaza lag rahe the. 

Unke chehre par zyada rang tha, aur unhone hum dono ko gale lagate hue garam muskurahat di. “Alhamdulillah, tum dono wapas aa gaye. Mujhe bahut yaad aayi thi.” 

Zaid: (bhari suitcase ko darwaze se andar ghaseette hue, saat ghante ke safar se thaka hua, living room mein abbu ko dekh kar) Abbu! Hum wapas aa gaye! 

Ammi: (mere peeche, thodi laal aur doshi chehre par, lekin zor se muskurahat laga kar) Hussein! Alhamdulillah, akhirkaar ghar aa gaye. 

Abbu: (sofe se jaldi uth kar, chehra chamak utha) Shahida! Zaid beta! Idhar aao dono. (baahen faila kar) 

Zaid: (abbu ko zor se gale lagate hue, dil mein halka gunah mehsoos kar) Abbu, aapko bahut yaad kiya. Safar bahut lamba laga. 

Ammi: (agle moment hug mein aate hue, abbu ki gardan mein baahen daal kar) Oh jaan… tumhe bahut yaad kiya. (hug ko normal se thoda zyada der tak pakde rakha) 

Abbu: (Ammi ke honthon par dheere chumban, phir maathe par) Mmm, ghar aane par swagat hai meri jaan. Tum dono thake hue ho lekin khush lag rahe ho. (peeche hat kar hum dono ko dekha) Tumhari khala kaise thi? Unhone tum dono ko achhe se sambhala? Main poore teen hafte pareshan raha. 

Ammi: (ek pal ke liye chaunk kar, aankhein phaili jab teen hafte purani jhoothi baat yaad aayi — unhone abbu se kaha tha ki hum apni khala ke yahan family kaam se gaye the jab asal mein Gajendra ke saath secret honeymoon par the) Uh… (jaldi se sambhal kar, garam muskurahat se) Khala bahut achhi thi, Hussein. Woh aapke baare mein poochhti rahi, aapki sehat kaise hai. Aakhri din unhone aapka pasandida sheer khurma bhi banaya tha. 

Dad: (halke se hanste hue, abhi bhi Ammi ka haath pakde) Yeh to bahut pyari baat hai. Mujhe khushi hui. Main soch raha tha tum dono kisi bhari-bharkam rishtedaaron ke drama mein phans gaye ho. Aao, baitho. Saat saat ghante ki sadak se thak gaye hoge. 

Ammi: (Dad ke paas sofa par baithte hue, abhi bhi uska haath pakde) Pehle mujhe batao tumhara kya haal hai. Ab kaisa mehsoos kar rahe ho? Seene mein dard to nahi? Hum gaye the tab sab dawaiyan waqt par li thi na? 

Dad: (uske haath par dheere se thapki dete hue) Main bilkul theek hoon, Shahida. Doctor ne kaha reports kaafi behtar hain. Bahut aaram kiya, tumne jo bland khana instructions diye the woh khaya, aur paanch waqt ki ,,., bhi bina chhute ada ki. Mujhe lekar fikar mat karo. (mere taraf mud kar) To Zaid beta, trip kaisa raha? Tum aur Ammi kahan gaye the? Phone par to kuchh bataaya hi nahi. 

Zaid: (unke saamne baith kar, bechaini se hilte hue, dimag mein jaldi jaldi bahana sochta) Uh… haan… achha tha, Abbu. Hum… Aunty ke ghar gaye the… pahadi ilaake mein… us chhote shehar ke paas jahan woh rehti hain. Bahut shaant tha. Taaza hawa bahut thi. Hum… unke ghar ka thoda kaam kar diye, aur main wahan pados ke bachchon ke saath cricket khela. Khana bhi bahut achha tha, khas kar woh biryani jo unhone banayi thi. 

Ammi: (jaldi se mere baat ko cover karte hue, Dad ke ghutne par haath rakh kar) Haan, bahut sukoon tha. Zaid ne bahut madad ki — Aunty ke kamre ka pankha kharab ho gaya tha to usne theek kar diya. Tumhe us par fakhr hota. Main har waqt tumhe yaad kar rahi thi, Hussein. Har raat Aunty se kehti thi ki mera shauhar ghar par akela kitna yaad aa raha hai. 

Dad: (naram muskurahat ke saath, Ammi ka haath dabate hue) Sach? Main bhi tum dono ko bahut yaad kar raha tha. Ghar bilkul khaali lag raha tha bina tumhare khane aur Zaid ke shor ke. Main ne woh purana drama bhi dekha jo tumhe pasand hai, Shahida, bas yeh mehsoos karne ke liye ki tum yahan ho. 

Ammi: (sir Dad ke kandhe par rakh kar, pyar ka natak karti hui jabki Gajendra ki yaadein dimag mein aa rahi thi) Aww, jaan… tum kitne pyare ho. Mujhe bahut bura lag raha tha tumhe akela chhod kar jab tum abhi theek nahi hue the. Main roz paanch waqt tumhare liye dua maangti thi ki Khuda tumhe mazboot bana de. (uske gaal par chumban) Dekho? Main wapas aa gayi hoon. Ab aise akela nahi chhodungi. 

Dad: (halke se hanste hue) Yeh to har baar kehti ho. Lekin trip ke baare mein aur batao. Kahi aur gaye the? Koi sightseeing? Zaid, tumne pahadi kaha tha — raat mein thand thi kya? 

Zaid: (sir khujlate hue, kahani ko seedha rakhne ki koshish karte) Haan… thodi thand thi. Zyadatar Aunty ke ghar hi rahe, lekin ek din chhote local market gaye the. Ammi ne kuchh choodiyan khareedi aur woh… um… green salwar jo ab pehne hain. Main zyadatar phone par games khelta tha jab garmi zyada na hoti. 

Ammi: (jaldi se sir hilaate hue, Dad ki baah par haath pherte) Bilkul. Kuchh khas nahi. Bas ghar wale waqt. Aunty kehti rahi ki Zaid kitna bada ho gaya hai. Unhone poocha bhi ki uski shadi kab kar rahe ho! (nervous hasi) Main ne kaha abhi to mera chhota beta hai. 

Dad: (hanste hue) Woh jaldi bada ho raha hai. Bas khushi hai tum dono ko achha break mila. Tum bahut… chamak rahi ho, Shahida. Pahadi hawa tum par suit kar gayi. Tumhari chamdi chamak rahi hai. 

Ammi: (thodi laal hote hue, resort ki suraj se mili tan aur Gajendra ke saath secret trip ki yaad aate hue) Arre bas karo. Sirf lambi drive aur dhoop ki wajah hai. Tumhare taarif to mujhe bahut yaad aayi. (paas jhuk kar phir se chumban) Sach mein tumhe bahut miss kiya, Hussein. Jitna tum soch nahi sakte. 

Dad: (khush lekin thoda hairan extra pyar se) Main yakeen karta hoon. Agli baar shayad hum teeno saath kahi family trip par jaayen. Mujhe aise peeche nahi chhodna, theek hai? 

Ammi: (muskurate hue, lekin aankhon mein chhoti si gunah ki jhalak) Haan jaan. Agli baar theek se plan karenge. Ab main tumhare liye taaza chai banaati hoon. Tum intezaar karte thak gaye hoge. 

Dad: (use dheere se peeche kheenchte) Chai baad mein. Bas thodi der aur mere paas baitho. Teen hafte ki har chhoti kahani sunni hai. Kuchh bhi chhupana mat. 

Zaid: (khade hote hue, tension se bhagna chahta) Main pehle bag unpack kar loon, theek hai? Chai banne par bula lena. 

Ammi: (mujhe jaate dekhti, phir Dad ki taraf pyar bhari muskurahat ke saath jo woh zabardasti laga rahi thi) Zaroor jaan. Kahaan se shuru karun? Aunty ne ek baar apni purani kahaniyan sunakar hum sabko hasa diya tha… 

(Baat shaam tak chalti rahi, Ammi dhyaan se aur jhooth bunti rahi jabki Dad khushi-khushi sun raha tha, bilkul be-khabar sachai se.) 

Afsos ki baat yeh thi ki Ammi asal mein uski dekhbhaal us tarah nahi kar rahi thi jaise ek biwi ko karni chahiye. Uske paas baith kar uski sewa karne ki bajaye, dua maangne ki bajaye, woh Gajendra se chud rahi thi jab Abbu hospital mein pada tha. 

Usne Abbu ki dekhbhaal us tarah nahi ki jis ke woh haqdaar the. Abbu ko nahi pata tha ki Ammi kitni bigad chuki hai — tawajjo se, maze se, doosre mardon ke haath se bigad chuki thi. 

Woh abhi bhi usko apni wafadar, sharmili biwi samajhte the, jo bimaari ke waqt uske saath khadi rahi thi. Unhe bilkul khayal nahi tha ki woh ab bahar sex ki bhookhi ho chuki hai, do alag-alag mardon ko apna jism de chuki hai jab woh khud takleef mein tha. 

Pati jo us par poora bharosa karta tha aur biwi jo itna gehra dhoka de chuki thi — is contrast se mera seena bhari ho raha tha, lekin main chup raha. 

Agli subah Abbu apne kapde ki dukaan par kaam karne chala gaya, kamzor hone ke bawajood. “Main dheere dheere karunga,” usne nashte mein humse kaha. “Lekin dukaan ko mera zaroorat hai.” 

Ammi aur Dad ne thodi der baat ki. 






Us subah, jab Dad chala gaya, Ammi ne Gajendra ko phone kiya. Main jaanta tha kyonki usne uska lund bahut miss kiya tha. Jis tarah usne humein jaldi ghar laaya tha, Vijay ko bhoolne ki koshish kar rahi thi, yeh dikha raha tha ki usko phir se khali pan bharne ke liye Gajendra ki zaroorat hai. 

Main agle kamre mein tha jab uski awaaz suni — dheemi aur zaroorat bhari. “Gajendra… tumhe bahut miss kiya. Kal raat… main tumhe sochti hi rahi. Main chahti hoon tum phir se mujhe chodo. Please. Jaldi aao.” 

Ammi: (rasoi mein khadi, haathon ko towel se ponchhti, dil tez dhadak raha tha jab woh Gajendra ka number dial karti hai aur phone kaan se lagati, awaaz dheemi aur zaroorat bhari) Hello? Gajendra? Baby, main hoon… Salaam… ya seedha kahun main tumhare bina mar rahi hoon? 

Gajendra: (doosri taraf halke se hanste hue) Mmm, Shahida. Meri chhoti horny _ chhinal. Ghar se phir phone kiya? Is baar itni bechain kyon ho? 

Ammi: (honthon ko kaat ti hui, dheere dheere rasoi se bedroom ki taraf chalti) Tumhe bahut miss kiya, jaan. Resort ke baad teen poore din ho gaye aur meri chut tumhare mote ***** lund ke liye taras rahi hai. Baar baar sochti hoon last time tumne mujhe har ched mein choda tha… main chahti hoon tum aao aur mujhe phir se barbaad kar do. Sirf tumhari awaaz sun kar main geeli ho rahi hoon. 

Gajendra: Achhi ladki. Tumhara woh chhota beta kaisa hai? Zaid theek hai? 

Ammi: (bedroom ka darwaza band karte hue, dheere se lock karti) Zaid theek hai, woh apne dost ke ghar gaya hai. Shaam tak nahi aayega. Lekin uske baare mein nahi baat karni. Main baat karna chahti hoon ki tum mujhe is bistar par jhuka kar kitni zor se chodoge. 






Gajendra: Haha, ab to bilkul besharm ho gayi hai. Aur tera shauhar? Bechare Hussein ki sehat kaisi hai aajkal? 

Ammi: (kadwi hansti hui, bistar par side mein let jaati) Hussein bilkul theek hai. Subah kaam par chala gaya jaise kuchh hua hi nahi. Woh kamzor, bore aadmi ko koi idea nahi ki uski biwi usse baat karte hue khud ko chhoo rahi hai. Uski sehat achhi hai… lekin uska lund abhi bhi bekaar hai. 

Gajendra: Yeh meri chhinal. Main abhi aa raha hoon. Main tujhe tere apne master bedroom mein chodunga, usi bistar par jahan woh bechara shauhar har raat teri chut aur gaand mein sota hai. 

Ammi: (aankhein phail jaati, thoda uth kar baithti) Ruk— yahan? Gajendra, nahi… maine socha tha hum pehle jaise kisi sasta motel mein milen. Ghar mein bahut khatra hai. Agar kuchh galat ho gaya to? 

Gajendra: Khatra hi to main yahan chahta hoon, baby. Main usi bistar par tujhe chodna chahta hoon jahan tu deendar biwi banne ka natak karti hai. Main teri shaadi shuda _ chut bharna chahta hoon jab tere shauhar ki photo side table par ho. Main already gaadi mein hoon. Tayyar reh. 

Ammi: (dheemi karah) Mmm… tu bahut bura hai. Theek hai… lekin bahut jaldi aa jaana, please. Agle tees minute mein. Mujhe tujhe andar lena hai pehle koi ghar aa jaaye. Main peeche wala darwaza khula chhod dungi. Bas… aaj mujhe zor zor se chodna. Main chahti hoon jab Hussein wapas aaye aur mere unhi honthon ko choome jo tere lund ko choos chuke hain to main dard mehsoos karun. 

Gajendra: Yeh sunna pasand hai mujhe. Phir se bata kitna behtar hai mera lund tere shauhar se. Zor se bol. 

Ammi: (awaaz gandi ho jaati) Tera lund Hussein ke chhote bekaar cheez se kitna bada, mota, sakht hai. Usne kabhi mujhe utna jhadwaya nahi jitna tu karta hai. Woh aadmi paanch minute bhi nahi tikta, lekin tu ghanton tak mujhe apni personal randi ki tarah chodta hai. Mujhe uski kamzori aur borepan se nafrat hai… hamesha ,,., aur dawaiyon ki baat karta rehta hai jab main tere cum ko mere andar se tapakte sochti hoon. 

Gajendra: (andhere se hanste) Jaari rakh, Shahida. Apne bewakoof bimaar shauhar ko gaali de. 

Ammi: Woh bahut loser hai, Gajendra. Sochta hai woh acche _ shauhar hai lekin apni biwi ko santusht bhi nahi kar sakta. Main natak karti hoon ki usse pyar karti hoon, lekin jaise hi woh kaam par chala jaata hai main phone par tujhe minnat karti hoon ki aa kar meri chedon ko faila de. Aaj main chahti hoon tu itna gehra cum mere andar bhar de ki jab woh raat ko ghar aaye to main abhi bhi tapak rahi hoon. Usse aise muh ko chumne de jismein abhi bhi tere lund ka maza ho. 

Gajendra: Fuck, tu kitni gandi chhoti munafiq hai. Mujhe yeh bahut pasand hai. Main das minute door hoon. Sab kapde utaar kar us bistar par mera intezaar kar. Main uske ghar mein uski biwi ko barbaad karne wala hoon. 

Ammi: Haan baby… main abhi kapde utaar rahi hoon. Jaldi aa… main tere bina bahut khali mehsoos kar rahi hoon. Aa ja, jo tera hai uspar haq jata. Yeh shaadi shuda chut ab teri hai aur meri peeche wali ched bhi, us bechare bimaar aadmi ki nahi. 

Woh abhi bhi baat karte hue bedroom mein chali gayi, bistar ke kinaare thoda jhuk kar jaise uske peeche hone ka soch rahi ho. “Haan… pehle jaise. Mujhe chahiye. Mujhe tujhe andar chahiye.” Call kuchh aur dheemi baaton ke baad khatam ho gayi, aur woh wahan ek pal ruk kar tez saansein le rahi thi. 






Baad mein main Ammi ko chudte dekhne ke liye tayyar tha. Intezaar se mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. 

Main phir se dekhna chahta tha— uska jism surrender karte hue, uski karahen ghar mein goonjte hue, woh poori tarah khud ko de deti hai. Yeh mera chhupa nasha ban gaya tha, aur main Gajendra ke aate hi chupke se dekhne ke liye tayyar tha. 

Uske aane se pehle Ammi living room mein aayi jahan main baitha tha. “Beta, aaj tu apne dost Jabir se milne jayega? Bahut din se nahi mila. Tera usse mil lena achha rahega.” 

Mujhe bilkul pata tha woh kyon poochh rahi thi. Woh chahti thi main ghar se bahar chala jaaun taaki woh aaram se chud sake. Usse chahiye thi khali ghar, zor zor se karahne ki azadi bina bete ke sunne ke dar ke. 

Maang to achhe se ki thi, lekin asli wajah saaf thi— woh ghar ko khali chahti thi Gajendra ke liye. 

Main dheere se sir hilaaya. “Haan Ammi. Main Jabir se mil sakta hoon.” 

Tabhi doorbell baji. Gajendra main jaane se pehle hi aa gaya. Woh andar aaya apni purani confident muskurahat ke saath, hum dono ko garam josh se salaam kiya. 

“Hello Shahida. Hello beta. Dono ko wapas safely dekh kar achha laga.” 

Ammi muskurayi, lekin uski aankhein pehle se bhookhi thi. “Hello Gajendra. Aane ke liye shukriya.” 

Main ne politely salaam kiya. “Hello uncle. Aapko dekh kar achha laga.” 

Humne abbu ki sehat aur trip ke baare mein kuchh aur baatein ki, lekin hawa mein chhupi tension mehsoos ho rahi thi. Jaldi hi maine ijazat li. “Main ab Jabir se milne nikal raha hoon. Baad mein milte hain.” 

Mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha jab main ghar se nikla, ye jaanne ke liye ki main jaate hi woh kya karenge. Main sadak par exactly das minute chala, phir chupke se wapas mud gaya. 

Main ghar ke side se chupke aaya aur abbu ke bedroom ki khidki par khada ho gaya jahan parda thoda khula tha. Woh dono abbu ke bedroom mein the, paas khade. 

Gajendra ne Ammi ko apni baahon mein kheench liya tha aur woh gehre chumban kar rahe the— dheere, josh bhare chumban jo dikha rahe the ki usne usko kitna miss kiya tha. 

Uski haath uski peeth par ghoom rahe the, use aur paas kheench rahe the, jab woh uske seene se lipat gayi, ungliyan uski shirt pakde hue. Chumban chalta raha, unke jism ek doosre se chipke hue, usi kamre mein jahan abbu har raat sota tha, dhoka uske bistar par ho raha tha.