11-04-2026, 01:45 PM
Ab HINGLISH me ....
Ek ladki hai, Pooja, bilkul seedhi-saadhi, bholi-bhali. Unfortunately, shaadi ke ek saal baad hi uske pati ka scooter accident ho gaya and woh upar chale gaye. Tab se Pooja apne papa-mummy ke saath rehne lagi. Abhi uska koi bachcha nahi tha. Uski umar 24 thi. Uske papa-mummy ne usey doosri shaadi ke liye kaha, lekin Pooja ne filhaal mana kar diya tha. Woh abhi apne pati ko nahi bhula paayi thi, jinka dehant gaye hue aaj 6 mahine ho gaye the.
Pooja physical appearance mein koi bahut zyada attractive nahi thi, lekin uski surat bahut bholi thi, woh khud bhi bahut bholi thi, zyada time chup hi rehti thi. Uski height lagbhag 5 foot 4 inch thi, rang gora tha, baal kaafi lambe the, face gol tha. Uske boobs Indian auraton jaise bade the, kamar lagbhag 31-32 inch thi, hips gol aur bade the, yahi koi 37 inch.
Woh hamesha white ya phir bahut light colour ki saree pehnti thi.
Uske papa sarkari daftar mein kaam karte the. Unka haal hi mein doosre sheher mein transfer hua tha. Naye sheher mein aakar Pooja ki mummy ne bhi ek college mein teacher ki job le li. Pooja ka koi bhai nahi tha aur uski badi behen ki shaadi 6 saal pehle ho gayi thi.
Naye sheher mein aakar unka ghar chhoti-si colony mein tha jo ke sheher se thodi door thi. Roz subeh Pooja ke papa apne daftar aur uski mummy college chale jaate the. Papa shaam 6 baje aur mummy 4 baje wapas aati thi.
Unke ghar ke paas hi ek chhota sa devsthan tha. Devsthan mein ek pujari tha, yahi koi 36 saal ka. Dekhne mein gora aur body bhi muscular, height 5 foot 9 inch. Surat bhi theek-thaak thi. Baal bahut chhote chhote the. Devsthan mein uske alawa aur koi naa tha. Devsthan mein hi bilkul peeche uska kamra tha. Devsthan ke mukhya dwar ke alawa pujari ke kamre se bhi ek darwaza colony ki pichhli gali mein jaata tha. Woh gali hamesha sunsaan hi rehti thi kyunki us gali mein abhi koi ghar nahi tha.
Baba ko kisi ne bataya tha ek paas mein hi koi nayi family aayi hai aur jinki 24 saal ki beti vidhwa hai.
Pooja pehle din devsthan gayi. Subeh 5 baje kamre mein aur koi naa tha. Sirf baba tha. Pooja ne white saree blouse pehen rakha tha.
Pooja baba ke paas aayi. Usne baba ke pair chhue.
Baba: "Jeeti raho putri, tum yahan nayi aayi ho na?"
Pooja: "Ji Babaji!"
Baba: "Putri. Tumhara naam kya hai?"
Pooja: "Ji, Pooja."
Baba: "Tumhare maathe ki lakeeron ne mujhe bata diya hai ki tum par kya dukh aaya hai. Lekin putri, uparwale ke aage kiski chalti hai!"
Pooja: "Babaji, mera bhagwan par atoot vishwas hai. Lekin phir bhi usne mujhse mera suhaag chheen liya." Pooja ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.
Baba: "Putri, jiski jitni likhi hai, woh utna hi jeeta hai. Ismein hum tum kuch nahi kar sakte. Uski marzi ke aage humari nahi chal sakti. Kyunki woh sarvoch hai. Isliye uske nirnay ko sweekar karne mein hi samjhdari hai."
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Bane rahiye.........
MAITRI.
Ek ladki hai, Pooja, bilkul seedhi-saadhi, bholi-bhali. Unfortunately, shaadi ke ek saal baad hi uske pati ka scooter accident ho gaya and woh upar chale gaye. Tab se Pooja apne papa-mummy ke saath rehne lagi. Abhi uska koi bachcha nahi tha. Uski umar 24 thi. Uske papa-mummy ne usey doosri shaadi ke liye kaha, lekin Pooja ne filhaal mana kar diya tha. Woh abhi apne pati ko nahi bhula paayi thi, jinka dehant gaye hue aaj 6 mahine ho gaye the.
Pooja physical appearance mein koi bahut zyada attractive nahi thi, lekin uski surat bahut bholi thi, woh khud bhi bahut bholi thi, zyada time chup hi rehti thi. Uski height lagbhag 5 foot 4 inch thi, rang gora tha, baal kaafi lambe the, face gol tha. Uske boobs Indian auraton jaise bade the, kamar lagbhag 31-32 inch thi, hips gol aur bade the, yahi koi 37 inch.
Woh hamesha white ya phir bahut light colour ki saree pehnti thi.
Uske papa sarkari daftar mein kaam karte the. Unka haal hi mein doosre sheher mein transfer hua tha. Naye sheher mein aakar Pooja ki mummy ne bhi ek college mein teacher ki job le li. Pooja ka koi bhai nahi tha aur uski badi behen ki shaadi 6 saal pehle ho gayi thi.
Naye sheher mein aakar unka ghar chhoti-si colony mein tha jo ke sheher se thodi door thi. Roz subeh Pooja ke papa apne daftar aur uski mummy college chale jaate the. Papa shaam 6 baje aur mummy 4 baje wapas aati thi.
Unke ghar ke paas hi ek chhota sa devsthan tha. Devsthan mein ek pujari tha, yahi koi 36 saal ka. Dekhne mein gora aur body bhi muscular, height 5 foot 9 inch. Surat bhi theek-thaak thi. Baal bahut chhote chhote the. Devsthan mein uske alawa aur koi naa tha. Devsthan mein hi bilkul peeche uska kamra tha. Devsthan ke mukhya dwar ke alawa pujari ke kamre se bhi ek darwaza colony ki pichhli gali mein jaata tha. Woh gali hamesha sunsaan hi rehti thi kyunki us gali mein abhi koi ghar nahi tha.
Baba ko kisi ne bataya tha ek paas mein hi koi nayi family aayi hai aur jinki 24 saal ki beti vidhwa hai.
Pooja pehle din devsthan gayi. Subeh 5 baje kamre mein aur koi naa tha. Sirf baba tha. Pooja ne white saree blouse pehen rakha tha.
Pooja baba ke paas aayi. Usne baba ke pair chhue.
Baba: "Jeeti raho putri, tum yahan nayi aayi ho na?"
Pooja: "Ji Babaji!"
Baba: "Putri. Tumhara naam kya hai?"
Pooja: "Ji, Pooja."
Baba: "Tumhare maathe ki lakeeron ne mujhe bata diya hai ki tum par kya dukh aaya hai. Lekin putri, uparwale ke aage kiski chalti hai!"
Pooja: "Babaji, mera bhagwan par atoot vishwas hai. Lekin phir bhi usne mujhse mera suhaag chheen liya." Pooja ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.
Baba: "Putri, jiski jitni likhi hai, woh utna hi jeeta hai. Ismein hum tum kuch nahi kar sakte. Uski marzi ke aage humari nahi chal sakti. Kyunki woh sarvoch hai. Isliye uske nirnay ko sweekar karne mein hi samjhdari hai."
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Bane rahiye.........
MAITRI.
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