Adultery Mummy our Unke Badle Andaaz

[Sairajp]

College mein din bhar Nandini ne khud ko bahut sambhalne ki koshish ki. Jab bhi Aryan unki class mein unhe ghoorta, wo apni nazrein chura leti thin, par unka badan andar se kaanp jata tha. Ab wo ghar aa chuki hain. Papa office mein hain, Rahul apne kamre mein hone ka natak kar raha hai, aur ghar mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi hai.
Maa kitchen mein paani peene gayi hain, unka pallu thoda sarak gaya hai aur chehre par thakan se zyada ek bechaini hai. Tabhi unka phone vibrate hota hai.
Aryan: "College mein toh aapne bade nakhre dikhaye, Madam. Ek baar bhi meri taraf theek se dekha nahi. Kya darr lag raha tha ki agar nazrein mili toh sabke saamne pighal jayengi?"
Nandini: (Kitchen ka darwaza halka sa bhedte huye) "Aryan, wahan sab hote hain. Main wahan tumse aisi baatein nahi kar sakti. Tumhe samajhna chahiye."
Aryan: "Samajhta toh hoon... tabhi toh ab message kar raha hoon jab aap akeli hain. Wese, wo silk saree aap par qayamat dha rahi thi. Jab aap blackboard par likhne ke liye haath upar uthati thi, toh blouse ke peeche se aapki wo gori peeth... kasam se, mera dhyan padhai mein kam aur aapke curvature par zyada tha."
Nandini: (Maa ne apne hont kaat liye) "Tum sudhroge nahi na? Main wahan lecture de rahi thi aur tum... tum ye sab dekh rahe the?"
Aryan: "Aur kya dekhta? Aap professor baad mein hain, pehle ek behad haseen aurat hain. Wese, abhi ghar par akele boring lag raha hoga? Kya Sir (Papa) ghar aa gaye?"
Nandini: "Nahi, wo der se aayenge. Rahul apne kamre mein padh raha hai. Main akeli hoon."
Aryan: "Akeli? Toh phir ye sahi waqt hai. Sochiye, agar main is waqt aapke peeche kitchen mein khada hota... aur aap glass se paani pee rahi hotin. Main dhire se aapki kamar par haath rakhta aur aapke kaan ke paas gungunata... 'Madam, paani se pyaas nahi bujhegi'."
Maa ka haath kaanp gaya aur glass se thoda paani unki saree par gir gaya. Unhe aisa laga jaise Aryan waqayi unke peeche khada hai.
Nandini: "Aryan... tum bohot badh rahe ho. Meri saree bheeg gayi hai tumhari wajah se."
Aryan: "Bheeg gayi? Toh utaar dijiye na. Waise bhi is waqt kaun dekh raha hai? Main toh bas imagine kar raha hoon ki wo geeli saree aapke badan se chipak gayi hogi. Ek photo bhejengi? Sirf ye dekhne ke liye ki geeli silk kaisi lagti hai?"
Tum (Rahul) apne laptop par dekh rahe ho ki Maa ka 'Typing...' status kaafi der tak chalta hai. Wo aaine ke paas jati hain, apni bheegi hui saree aur blouse ko dekhti hain. Unka dil dimaag se lad raha hai.
Nandini: "Photo? Pagal ho gaye ho kya? Kabhi nahi."
Aryan: "Dariye mat, main delete kar dunga. Bas ek jhalak... apni 'Nandini' ki. Kya aap apne is student ki itni si khwahish puri nahi karengi? Ya phir main ghar aa jaun?"
Rahul, tumne screen par dekha ki Maa ka chehra achanak badal gaya. Aryan ki "ghar aa jaun" wali baat ne unhe darane ke bajaye, unke andar ke us "Professor" ko jaga diya jo hamesha control mein rehne ka aadi tha. Unhone thanda paani piya, apni bheegi hui saree ko jhatka, aur bade sukoon se sofa par baith kar reply likhna shuru kiya.
Ab baazi palatne wali thi.
Nandini: "Ghar aaoge? Aryan, shayad tum bhool rahe ho ki tum kiske ghar ki baat kar rahe ho. Mere ek call par tumhare college ka career toh chodo, tumhari ye 'goondagardi' hamesha ke liye thandi ho jayegi. Himmat kaise hui tumhari mujhse aise baat karne ki?"
Aryan: (Thoda hairan hokar) "Madam? Abhi toh aap... mera matlab hai, aap toh enjoy kar rahi thi na?"
Nandini: "Enjoy? Tumhe lagta hai ek senior professor tum jaise bachkani baaton se 'impress' hogi? Maine tumhe thodi dheel kya di, tumne toh khud ko mera malik samajh liya. Suno, mujhse tameez se baat karo, warna block ka button dabane mein mujhe ek second bhi nahi lagega."
Aryan: "Madam, sorry... mera wo matlab nahi tha. Main toh bas..."
Nandini: (Interrupt karte hue) "Bas kya? Tumhe lagta hai tumhari wo 'khurdari hatheliyon' wali baatein mujhe pighla dengi? Aryan, maine duniya dekhi hai. Tumhare jaise ladke har saal meri class mein aate hain aur chale jaate hain. Tum mere liye sirf ek 'roll number' ho, usse zyada kuch nahi."
Maa ne apne bikhre hue baalon ko bade style se upar kiya aur ek tight bun bana liya. Unke chehre par ab wo bechaini nahi, balki ek shatir muskurahat thi. Wo Aryan ko tadpana chahti thi.
Aryan: "Lekin Madam, raat ko toh aapne khud kaha tha ki aapko... aapko achha lag raha hai. Aapne likha tha ki aap mera intezar karengi."
Nandini: "Raat ko main thaki hui thi, shayad isliye tumhari bakwas sun li. Par din ke ujale mein tumhari aukat kya hai? Ek student, jo apni teacher ki tarif karke use phasane ki koshish kar raha hai. Tumhe kya laga? Main itni sasti hoon?"
Aryan: "Nahi Madam! Mera wo matlab bilkul nahi tha. Aap toh... aap toh meri fantasy hain."
Nandini: "Fantasy? Toh fantasy hi raho. Mujhse milne ki ya ghar aane ki baat dobara mat karna. Aur haan, jo maine college mein saree pehni thi, wo mere pati ki pasand ki hai. Tumhare liye nahi pehni thi maine."
Tumne dekha ki Aryan ka reply aane ki speed kam ho gayi. Wo darr gaya tha. Maa ne use uski jagah dikha di thi. Par yahi toh unka khel tha—pehle dabdaba banana, phir use aur zyada pagal karna.
Aryan: "I am really sorry, Nandini Madam. Please block mat kijiye. Main bas aapki khoobsurti ka deewana hoon. Main wada karta hoon, aage se aisi gustakhi nahi hogi... par please, baat karna mat chhodiye."
Nandini: (Apni saree ka pallu theek karte hue) "Dekhungi. Filhal mujhe kaam hai. Aur yaad rakhna, naya SIM card hai mere paas, iska matlab ye nahi ki tum is number ka misuse karo. Agar maine chaha, toh tumhari ye chat puri class ke samne padhwa sakti hoon."
Aryan: "Ji Madam. Bilkul. Main samajh gaya."
Maa ne phone side mein rakha aur aaine mein dekh kar muskuraayi. Unhe pata tha ki unhone Aryan ko puri tarah apne kabze mein kar liya hai. Ab wo tadpega, aur jab wo tadpega, tabhi toh unhe asli maza aayega.
Nandini: (5 minute baad khud message karti hain) "Waise Aryan... tumne kaha tha na ki wo bheegi hui saree dekhni hai?"
Aryan: "Ji... par aapne toh mana kar diya."
Nandini: "Maine mana kiya kyunki tum 'hukm' chala rahe the. Mujhe orders pasand nahi hain. Par agar tum tameez se 'request' karo... toh shayad main sochun."
Aryan ka 'Typing...' status flash hone laga. Wo ab puri tarah se unke jaal mein tha.
Maa ka ye nakhra aur dominance dekh kar tum hairan reh gaye. Unhone pal bhar mein Aryan ko uski aukat dikha di, par saath hi ek halka sa 'hook' bhi chhod diya.
Tumne laptop screen par dekha ki Maa ne ek masterstroke khela tha. Aryan, jo ab tak khud ko "goonda" aur "dominant" samajh raha tha, ab ek bhookhe kutte ki tarah unke ek message ka intezar kar raha tha. Maa ne use darr aur lalach ke beech aise phasaya tha ki wo hila bhi nahi pa raha tha.
Maa ne kitchen mein chai chadhayi aur bade sukoon se phone uthaya. Unke chehre par wo "Professor" wali sakhti thi, par aankhon mein wahi shaitani chamak.
Aryan: "Madam, please... main request kar raha hoon. Mujhe orders dene ka koi haq nahi hai. Bas ek baar... aapka wo geela roop dekhna chahta hoon. Aapka gussa bhi itna haseen hai ki main pagal ho raha hoon."
Nandini: (Chai ka sip lete huye) "Pagal? Itni jaldi? Aryan, abhi toh maine sirf tumhe tumhari jagah dikhayi hai. Tumhe laga tha ek 'teacher' ko tum apne saste mardana perfume aur baaton se behla loge? Mujhse baat karne ke liye tumhe mere 'standard' tak aana hoga."
Aryan: "Main taiyar hoon Madam. Jo aap kahengi, wahi hoga. Bas mujhe block mat kijiye. Aapki wo college wali image aur ye 'private' wala roop... dono ne milkar mujhe tabaah kar diya hai."
Nandini: "Tabaah? Abhi toh tabaahi shuru bhi nahi hui. Suno, abhi main thoda relax kar rahi hoon. Saree nikaal kar maine wahi nighty pehen li hai jo tumhe raat ko pasand aa rahi thi. Par yaad rakhna... main photo tabhi bhejungi jab mera mood hoga, tumhare mangne par nahi."
Aryan: (Bechaini mein) "Nighty? Wahi reshmi wali? Madam, aap jaan le rahi hain meri. Kya main imagine kar sakta hoon ki wo aapke badan par kitni dhili (loose) hogi?"
Nandini: "Imagine karne ki permission kisne di tumhe? Chup-chaap wahi baitho jahan ho. Aur haan, agar tumne dobara 'Nandini' bulane ki koshish ki bina meri marzi ke, toh tumhara naya SIM card main abhi tod kar phenk dungi. Samjhe?"
Aryan: "Ji... Ji Madam. I am sorry. Par aap itni 'dominant' kab se ho gayi? Class mein toh aap sirf kitabon ki baat karti hain."
Nandini: "Class mein main professor hoon, Aryan. Par yahan... yahan main tumhari wo 'khwahish' hoon jise tum kabhi paa nahi sakte. Tumhe lagta hai tum mujhe 'control' kar rahe the dukan par? Woh toh mera bholapan tha. Par ab... ab control mere haath mein hai."
Tumne dekha ki Maa ne ab apna ek pair sofa par rakha aur apni nighty ko thoda upar sarka liya. Wo khud aaine mein apne badan ko dekh rahi thin, jaise unhe khud par garv ho. Aryan ka har reply ab 'Gidgidane' jaisa tha.
Aryan: "Madam, aapka ye naya roop mujhe aur bhi zyada tadpa raha hai. Aapka gussa mujhe 'hit' kar raha hai. Kya main... kya main ek baar aapki awaaz sun sakta hoon?"
Nandini: "Awaaz? Nahi. Tum sirf mere lafzon ko pado aur unhe mehsoos karo. Abhi main thoda so rahi hoon. Agar tumne mujhe tang kiya, toh yaad rakhna kal class mein tumhara kya haal karungi. Mere pairon ke paas baith kar maafi mangni padegi sabke saamne."
Aryan: "Agar aapke pairon ke paas baithne ka mauka mile, toh main pure college ke saamne maafi maangne ko taiyar hoon. Aapki wo payal wali 'chhunn'... mere dimaag se nikal nahi rahi."
Nandini: "Wahi toh tumhari aukat hai Aryan... mere pairon ke paas. Chalo ab chup raho. Jab mera mann karega, main tumhe 'darshan' dungi. Tab tak tadpo."
Maa ne phone screen lock kiya aur takiye par sir rakh kar let gayi. Unke chehre par ek jeet wali muskurahat thi. Unhone Aryan ko puri tarah 'mental slavery' mein daal diya tha. Aryan wahan apne kamre mein tadap raha hoga, aur yahan Maa bade sukoon se uski tadap ka maza le rahi thin.
Din bhar yahi silsila chalta raha. Aryan har adhe ghante mein ek 'sorry' ya 'request' ka message bhejta, aur Maa use do-teen ghante baad ek chhota sa, dominant reply dekar phir se khamosh ho jati.