Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

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Raat ke **1 baj rahe the**. Hostel ka kamra bilkul khamosh tha, sirf purane fan ki halki-halki ghar-gharat goonj rahi thi. Rahul ne dhire se apni aankhein kholi. Uska sar abhi bhi Trupti ke naram seene par tika tha, aur Trupti gahri neend mein thi. Uske bikhre hue baal uske chehre par bikhre the aur wo black lace bra mein kisi masoom bacchi ki tarah so rahi thi.

Par Rahul ke dimaag mein sukoon nahi tha. Jaise hi usne apni aankhein band ki, use Inspector Vijay ka wo bhayanak hansi wala chehra yaad aa gaya. Use yaad aaya kaise usne Trupti ko nicha giraya tha, kaise usne Trupti ke munh mein apni gandagi udel di thi. Rahul ka khoon ubaal maarne laga. Uski mutthiyan kaskar band ho gayin.
Usne bohot hi ehtiyaat se Trupti ka haath apne upar se hataya aur bed se niche utra. Usne apne dark kapde pehne, ek kaali hoodie aur jeans. Usne aaine mein apna chehra dekha—uski aankhon mein ab wo 'lover boy' nahi, balki ek **shikaari** baitha tha. Usne chupchaap kamre ki kundi kholi aur hostel se bahar nikal gaya.
Raat ki thandi hawa uske chehre se takrayi, par Rahul ke andar inteqaam ki aag jal rahi thi. Usne apni bike start ki—engine ki aawaz raat ke sannate ko cheer rahi thi. Wo seedha **security officer Station** ki taraf badha.
Station ke bahar kuch hi lights jal rahi thin. Rahul ne apni bike thodi door ek andhere kone mein park ki aur paidal hi aage badha. Wahan corridor mein ek hawaldar kursi par leta oongh (dozing) raha tha. Rahul ki nazrein wahan khadi gaadiyon ko dhoondh rahi thin. Tabhi uski nazar ek **Royal Enfield** par padi, jis par 'security officer' likha tha aur plate par Inspector Vijay ka naam tha.
Vijay aaj **night duty** par tha. Rahul ek deewar ke piche chhup gaya. Uske dil ki dhadkan tez thi, par uske haath bilkul sthir (steady) the. Usne apni pocket se ek chota par teekha **wire cutter** nikala. Wo dhire-dhire, saaye ki tarah bike ke paas pahuncha. Usne charon taraf dekha, koi nahi tha.


Usne niche jhuk kar bike ke front aur rear **brake wires** ko dhoondha. Usne pura wire nahi kaata, balki use itna kaat diya ki wo thodi der tak kaam kare par jaise hi tez pressure pade, wo tut jaye. *Katt... katt...* Dono wires ab sirf ek dhaage ke sahare tike the.
Rahul wapas apne andhere kone mein chala gaya aur intezaar karne laga. Ek ghanta beet gaya. Raat aur bhi gehri aur bhayanak ho gayi thi.
Tabhi station ka darwaza khula. Inspector Vijay bahar nikala, wo apni khaki wardi ke button khol raha tha aur ek cigarette sulga raha tha. Uske chehre par wahi kaminapan tha. Wo ladkhadhate kadmon se apni bike ke paas aaya. Usne bike start ki—dug-dug-dug-dug—ki aawaz ne khamoshi tod di.
Vijay ne bike aage badhayi aur road par nikal gaya. Wo apne ghar ki taraf ja raha tha, jo shehar ke sunsaan ilaqe mein tha.
Rahul ne dhire se apni bike start ki, par usne **headlights band rakhi thin**. Wo ek ghost (bhoot) ki tarah Vijay ka picha karne laga. Dono bikes sunsaan sadak par thin. Vijay ko andaza bhi nahi tha ki maut uske piche chand qadmon ki doori par hai.
Rahul ki aankhein sirf Vijay ki peeth par tiki thin. Wo sahi mauke ka intezaar kar raha tha—ek dhalan (slope) ya ek aisa mod jahan Vijay ko brakes maarni padein, aur tab wo wire uska saath chhod dega. Rahul ne apni bike ki speed halki si badhayi, uski hoodie ka hood uske sar par tha, sirf uski jalan bhari aankhein chamak rahi thin.
"Aaj teri aakhri raat hai, Vijay," Rahul ne dabe swar mein kaha aur accelerator par apni pakad majboot kar li.

Sunsaan sadak par sirf do bikes ke engines ka shor goonj raha tha. Aage Inspector Vijay apni Royal Enfield par bade garoor se ja raha tha, cigarette ka dhuan hawa mein udate hue. Use lag raha tha ki wo is shehar ka raja hai—jiski chahe izzat loote aur jise chahe jail mein daal de.
Par use andaza nahi tha ki piche se maut ek kaali hoodie pehen kar tezi se uski taraf badh rahi hai.


Rahul ne apni bike ka accelerator kaskar ghumaya. Uska dil dhadak raha tha, par haath bilkul nahi kaanp rahe the. Usne apni bike ko bilkul Vijay ke barabar laya. Vijay ne chounk kar side mein dekha, par Rahul ka chehra hoodie ke andhere mein chhipa tha. Isse pehle ki Vijay kuch samajh paata, Rahul ne apna ek pair zor se Vijay ki bike ki side par mara aur apne hath se uske kandhe par ek **zordaar push** diya.
Vijay ki bike thoda ladkhadhayi, par wo purana khiladi tha, usne handle sambhal liya. "Oye! Kaun hai be? Ruk harami!" Vijay dhaarha.
Rahul ne bike thodi dhime ki, apna sar piche ghuma kar Vijay ki aankhon mein dekha, aur bade sukoon se apni **middle finger** (beech wali ungli) upar utha di. Ye sirf ek ishara nahi tha, ye us har ek zillat ka jawab tha jo Vijay ne Trupti ko di thi.
Vijay ka gussa aasman chhoo gaya. Uska mardana garoor aur security officer wala rob ek pal mein dhool mein mil gaya tha. "Saale! Ek security officer wale ko aisa karta hai? Teri maut tujhe bula rahi hai!" Vijay ne gusse mein chillate hue apni bike ka accelerator poora kheencha.

Rahul ne ek shaitani muskaan ke saath apni bike ko bhagaya. Raat ke sannate mein do bikes ki 'Dug-dug' aur engine ki cheekh ek bhayanak sangeet ban gayi thi. Sadak par lagi lights ke khambe tezi se piche choot rahe the.
Speed 60... 80... 100 km/h!
Vijay bilkul Rahul ke piche tha. "Aaj toh main tujhe encounter mein maarunga!" Vijay ne chillaya. Wo Rahul ke itne kareeb aa gaya tha ki uska front wheel Rahul ki bike se takrane wala tha. Rahul ne bohot hi khatarnak cuts maare, kabhi left toh kabhi right. Vijay bhi piche hatne wala nahi tha, wo gusse mein itna andha ho chuka tha ki use road par lage 'Danger' ke boards bhi nahi dikh rahe the.
Rahul ne dekha ki aage ek bohot bada **U-turn aur dhalan (slope)** aa rahi hai. Ye wahi jagah thi jahan se shehar ki purani pahadi shuru hoti thi.
Rahul ne apni bike ki speed aur badha di, jaise wo khud ko maut ke muh mein jhonk raha ho. Vijay ne socha ki Rahul darr gaya hai. "Bhag! Kitna bhagega!" Vijay ne bike ki speed poori 110 par pahuncha di.
Hawa Rahul ke kaano mein seeti baja rahi thi. Usne mirror mein dekha, Vijay bilkul uski dum se chipka tha. Ab sahi waqt tha. Rahul ne achanak se ek sharp cut mara aur apni bike ko ek kachchi sadak ki taraf mod diya.

Vijay ne dekha ki samne ek bohot teekha mod hai aur uske aage gehri khai. Usne chillate hue apni bike ke **brakes kaskar dabaye**.
"Ab mar saale!" Vijay ne socha.
Par jaise hi usne brake lever kheencha, use koi resistance mehsoos nahi hui. Wo wire jo Rahul ne kaata tha, pressure padte hi poori tarah toot gaya.
*Snap!*
Vijay ki aankhein phat gayin. Usne piche wala brake dabaya, par wo bhi fail ho chuka tha. Uski 200 kilo ki Enfield ab ek be-lagaam ghode ki tarah seedha khai ki taraf doud rahi thi.
"Nahi! NAHIIIII!" Vijay ki cheekh raat ke sannate mein goonji.



Rahul ne apni bike roki aur piche mudkar dekha. Uski aankhon mein koi reham nahi tha. Usne dekha ki Vijay ki bike sadak chhod kar hawa mein udi aur piche se sirf ek dhamake ki aawaz aayi.

Vijay ki aankhon mein maut ka darr saaf dikh raha tha. Usne apni poori jaan laga kar brake lever kheencha, par wo wire pehle hi dam tod chuka tha. Royal Enfield ki raftaar 100 se upar thi aur samne wo mazboot concrete ka **divider** maut ki deewar bankar khada tha.
*Dhaaaaammmm!*
Ek kaan phod dene wala dhamaka hua. Bike seedha divider se takrayi aur Inspector Vijay kisi tinke ki tarah hawa mein 20 foot upar uchla. Uski bike divider ke parakhche udate hue palat gayi. Agle hi pal, petrol tank phatne ki wajah se ek bhayanak aag lag gayi.
*Booooommm!*
Raat ka andhera us narangi aag ki lapaton se ek pal ke liye roshan ho gaya. Vijay divider ke dusri taraf, ek gahri aur andheri dhalan (slope) mein ja gira.
Rahul ne apni bike thodi door roki aur stand lagaya. Wo doudte hue divider ke kinare pahuncha. Niche sivaaye kaali aur gehri khamoshi ke kuch nazar nahi aa raha tha. Bike ke malbe se nikalta dhuaan aur aag ki garmi Rahul ke chehre tak aa rahi thi. Usne niche jhaank kar dekha—wo ilaka itna sunsaan aur andhera tha ki Vijay ka jism kahan gira, ye dikhna namumkin tha.
"Vijay... oye Inspector!" Rahul ne dabe swar mein awaaz di, par niche se sirf sannata mila.
Rahul ko pata tha ki itni tez raftaar par crash hone ke baad aur itni unchai se niche girne ke baad, agar Vijay zinda bhi bacha hoga, toh uski haddiyan mitti ban chuki hongi. Wo ab kabhi khada nahi ho payega, kabhi Trupti ki taraf aankh uthakar dekh nahi payega.
Rahul ke chehre par ek aisi muskaan aayi jo kisi bhediye ki muskaan thi. Usne apni hoodie ka hood thoda aur niche kiya. Uski aankhon mein inteqaam ki thandak thi.
**"Trupti ki izzat ka sauda karne chala tha na? Ab narak mein hisaab dena,"** Rahul ne thookte hue kaha.


Wo divider ke kinare khada hokar zor-zor se hasne laga. Uska **laughter** raat ke sannate mein kisi bhoot ki tarah goonj raha tha. Usne koi reham nahi dikhayi, na hi security officer ya ambulance ko phone karne ka socha. Use pata tha ki is sunsaan road par Vijay ko dhundne wala koi nahi aayega jab tak subah nahi ho jati.
Rahul wapas apni bike par baitha. Usne ek aakhri baar us jalti hui bike ko dekha aur accelerator kaskar ghumaya. Usne headlights band hi rakhi thin aur andhere ka fayda uthate hue wo wahan se **gayab (left off)** ho gaya.

Back at the Hostel - 3:00 AM
Rahul ne apni bike chupchap park ki aur dabe paon seedhiyan chadhkar apne kamre tak pahuncha. Usne dhire se darwaza khola aur andar dakhil hua. Kamre mein wahi purani khamoshi thi. Trupti abhi bhi neend mein karwat badal rahi thi, anjaan ki uska beta ab ek **khooni** ban chuka tha.
Rahul ne apne saare kapde nikaale, unhe ek bag mein chhupaya taaki aag aur dhuyein ki mehek kisi ko na aaye. Wo nanga hokar dhire se bed par Trupti ke bagal mein let gaya. Usne Trupti ki naram kamar par apna haath rakha aur use apni taraf kheencha.
Trupti ne neend mein hi ek halki sishki li aur piche mudkar Rahul ki baahon mein ghus gayi. Uska jism abhi bhi garm tha. Rahul ne uske baalon ko chooma aur apni aankhein moond lin. Usne aaj ek shikar kiya tha, aur uska sukoon use ek gahri neend ki taraf le ja raha tha.