Adultery अम्मी और अंकल — एक नया अंदाज़

[Deepak.kapoor]

Adhyay 8

Stage par jab ek purana, roohani romantic gaana goonja, toh Ammi ki cousins ne shor machate hue unhein gher liya. Ammi pehle toh jhijhki, apne makhmali pallu ko ungliyon mein bheenxhkar mana karti rahi, par phir sangeet ki us madhosh lahar ne unhein apni aagosh mein le liya. Aur phir jo hua, woh mehaz naach nahi, husn ka ek zalzala tha.

Unki sharabi rang ki georgette saree unke jism ke saath ek jaan ho gayi thi. Jab woh gol ghoomti, toh saree ka ghera hawa mein ek mukammal dayra banata, jaise koi gehra nasha hawa mein tair raha ho. Har thumke ke saath Ammi ke pusht koonlhon ki lachak us bareek kapde ke neeche se saaf jhalak rahi thi.

Nritya ke josh mein unka pallu kandhe se fisalkar unki gori baahon par aa tika, aur har baar jab woh apni kamar matkaati, toh unke velvet blouse aur saree ke beech se unki doodhiya safed kamar ki ek bijli si koundh jaati. Ammi ke chehre par us waqt koi bandish nahi thi; woh barson ki qaid ke baad jaise aazadi ki pehli saans le rahi thi.


Bheed ke beech khada Vishal ek patthar ki moorat ban gaya tha. Uska gehri aankhein Ammi ke raseele badan ke har movement ko aise sokh rahi thi jaise koi pyaasa marusthal baarish ki boondon ko. Woh Ammi ke bhare hue seene ki dhadkan aur unke jism ki har lachak ko apni yaaddasht mein qaid kar raha tha.


Jab gaana khatam hua, toh Ammi tez saansein leti hui, paseene ki nanni boondon se chamakte chehre ke saath ek table par paani peene ruki. Vishal saaye ki tarah unke paas pahunch gaya.

Vishal: (Ek gehri sargoshi mein, Ammi ke kaan ke paas jhukkakar)
"Bhabhi... aapne toh aaj is mehfil mein aag laga di. Khuda ki kasam, aisa manzar maine aaj tak nahi dekha."


Ammi ne sharmakar apni lambi palkein jhuka li, par unke makhmali gaalon ki laali badh gayi.

Ammi:
"Are nahi… bas cousins ki zid thi. Bachpan ka shauk hai, bas wahi nikal aaya."

Vishal:
"Yeh shauk nahi, kayamat dhaane ka hunar hai. Aisa hunar jo kisi ki bhi raaton ki neendein uda sakta hai." Woh ek pal ruka, uski nazrein Ammi ke surahidaar gale par jami thi. "Zyada thak toh nahi gayi aap?"

Ammi: (Gehri saans lete hue, jisse unka pusht seena aur bhi ubhar aaya) "Ji… thodi si."

Vishal: (Ek shararati aur hawas bhari muskaan ke saath) "Accha hai... warna yahan maujood mardon ke dil thak jaate aapko dekhte-dekhte."

Ammi ka andruni dwandwa (Ammi ke khayaalat)
Ammi khilkhilakar hans padi, par unke zehan mein ek alag hi jang chidi thi.

Ammi (Man mein): "Ya ,.', yeh mard kitna bebaak hai. Iski baatein seedhe mere jism ki haraarat badha rahi hain. Par mujhe hansna hoga… mujhe ise kisi tarah raazi karna hoga, taaki yeh Saima ka peecha chhod de."

Main baitha yeh sab dekh raha tha aur mere pet mein ek ajeeb si ainthan uth rahi thi. Ammi us ajnabi se itni betakalluf kaise ho sakti thi?

Woh jis tarah uski baaton par hans rahi thi aur baar-baar apni sharabi saree ka pallu sambhaal rahi thi, woh mujhe bechain kar raha tha.

Poori shaam main un par nazar rakhe hue tha. Unki nazrein baar-baar ek doosre se takraati aur phir jhat se hat jaati.

Kuch der baad, jab bheed kebab counter ki taraf umad padi, toh maine dekha ki Ammi aur Vishal phir se aamne-saamne the. Masaledaar dhuen aur kebabon ki khushboo ke beech, un dono ke beech ki chemistry ab ek khatarnak mod le rahi thi.

Ammi ki sharabi rang ki saree ka pallu ek baar phir unke kandhe se sarak kar unki gori aur makhmali baanh par aa gira tha.

Vishal ne apni lambi aur gathili ungli Ammi ki plate mein rakhe seekh kebab ki taraf uthayi, par uski bhooki nigaahein Ammi ke velvet blouse ke us tang hisse par jami thi jahan se unke pusht seene ka ubhaar saaf nazar aa raha tha.

Vishal: (Ek bhaari aur nasheeli awaaz mein) "Maanna padega... aapki pasand bahut acchi hai, Aisha ji. Har cheez mein... chahe woh ye kebab hon ya ye gehra sharabi rang."

Ammi ne apni nasheeli aankhon ko halka sa sikoda. Unke makhmali jism ki haraarat us dhuen ke beech aur bhi badh gayi thi.

Ammi: (Ek bebaak aatmavishwas ke saath) "Delhi aaye aur yahan ke zaayke nahi chakhe, toh kya khaak Delhi aaye? Yahan ki har cheez mein ek alag hi nasha hai."

Vishal Ammi ke aur kareeb sarak aaya. Ab uske mazboot seene aur Ammi ke makhmali badan ke beech mehaz kuch inch ka faasla tha. Ammi ke badan se uthti chameli ki khushboo Vishal ke nathuno ko paagal kar rahi thi.

Vishal:
"Suna hai Delhi ka khaana logon ko apna deewana bana deta hai... par kuch zaayke aise hote hain jo insaan ko ta-umr ke liye apna ghulaam bana lein."

Ammi ne apni lambi surahidaar gardan ko thoda tircha kiya aur ek aisi kaatilana muskaan di jisne Vishal ke kaleje mein chhoori chala di.

Ammi:
"Sirf khaana hi? Ya Delhi ki kuch aur cheezein bhi?"

Vishal thoda aur neeche jhuka, uski awaaz ab ek gehri sargoshi ban chuki thi jo seedhe Ammi ke kaanon ko choo rahi thi.

Vishal:
"Kuch cheezein toh pehli nazar mein hi kaatil ho jaati hain, Aisha ji. Unke liye khaane ka bahaana nahi karna padta... bas ek deedar hi kaafi hota hai."

Aisha ke khayaalat
Pehli baar kisi anjaan mard ke munh se apna naam—'Aisha'—sunkar Aisha ke poore wajood mein ek bijli si koundhi. Unke gulaabi honth halke se kaamp uthe.

Aisha (Man mein): "Ya ,.'... isne mera naam jis lehje mein liya, aisa laga jaise isne mujhe sareaam bina kapdon ke kar diya ho. Iska yeh bebaakpan... iski ye kaatil nazrein jo seedhe mere seene ki dhalaan par gadi hain. Mujhe darr lag raha hai, par mujhe rukna nahi hai. Saima ko bachaane ke liye mujhe ise apne kareeb aane dena hoga. Ise lagna chahiye ki main iske jaal mein phans rahi hoon."

Kebab counter se uthte dhuen aur mehfil ke shor ke beech, Aisha ne woh kadam uthaya jisne is khel ki bisaat hi badal di. Unki sharabi rang ki saree ka pallu ek baar phir unki makhmali aur gori baanh par laharaya, aur unhone apni nasheeli aankhon ko Vishal ki gehri nazron mein gada diya.

Aisha: (Vishal ke kaan ke thoda aur kareeb jhukte hue) "Vishal sahab... yahan bahut shor hai aur sabki nazrein hum par hain. Mujhe aapse kuch niji baat karni hai. Kya hum un phoolon ki jhaadiyon ke peeche chal sakte hain? Wahan thodi khamoshi hogi."

Vishal ke chehre par ek vijayi muskaan phail gayi. Uske choude kandhon mein ek ajeeb si akad aa gayi.

Vishal (Man mein): "Uff... kamaal hai! Mujhe laga tha is 'Aisha' ko phansane mein waqt lagega, par yeh toh khud hi is kaatilana badan ko andhere ki taraf le ja rahi hai. Akram ki ye pusht aur raseeli bhabhi toh Saima se kahin zyada garam aur anubhavik nikli."

Aisha ne apni lambi surahidaar gardan ko halka sa jhatka diya aur apni saree ko sambhaalte hue un ghani aur khushboodar jhaadiyon ki taraf kadam badha diye. Vishal saaye ki tarah unke peeche ho liya.

Aisha ke chalne ke andaaz mein ek aisi kaatilana lachak thi ki unki choudi kamar aur bhaari koonlhon ka ubhaar us paardashi saree ke neeche se Vishal ki hawas ko aur bhi bhadka raha tha.

Jhaadiyon ke peeche pahunchte hi mogre aur chameli ki khushboo aur bhi gaadhi ho gayi. Roshni maddham thi, sirf door se aati fairy lights Aisha ke doodhiya badan par jugnuon ki tarah chamak rahi thi.

Vishal jaise hi Aisha ke kareeb pahuncha, usne apna haath Aisha ki patli aur gori kamar ki taraf badhaane ki koshish ki, par Aisha ne badi nazaakat se ek kadam peeche hata liya. Unke bhare hue seene ki dhadkan ab tez thi.

Aisha (Man mein): "Ya ,.'... is darinde ko lag raha hai ki main iske husn ke jaal mein phans gayi hoon. Ise apni is mardanagi par kitna gumaan hai. Par ise kya maalum ki main yahan apni numaish karne nahi, balki Saima ki zindagi ka sauda karne aayi hoon. Mujhe ise samjhaana hoga, ya shayad daraana hoga... par is kaatil andhere in iske itne kareeb hona mere liye bhi ek aag ka dariya hai."

Vishal ne apni awaaz ko aur bhi bhaari aur kaamuk banaate hue kaha:
Vishal:
"Toh kahiye Aisha ji... aisi kya baat hai jo aap kehna chahti hain? Yakeen maaniye, aapki har baat sunne ke liye main apna sab kuch daanv par laga sakta hoon."

Aisha ne apni makhmali aur komal ungliyon se jhaadi ke ek phool ko chhua aur phir seedhe Vishal ki aankhon mein dekhkar apni baat shuru ki.

Aisha: "Vishal sahab, aap Saima ke baare mein jo kuch bhi soch rahe hain... use yahin khatam kar dijiye. Main jaanti hoon aapke paas kya hai, aur main yeh bhi jaanti hoon ki aap use kis kadar blackmail kar rahe hain."

Vishal ek minute ke liye sann reh gaya, "Aap kya keh rahi hain, main samjha nahi."

Aisha: "Vishal ji, main aapko samajhdaar insaan samajhti hoon. Saima ne mere saath woh saare raaz saajha kiye hain—kaise woh aapke pyaar mein paagal hui aur kaise aapke paas uske kuch sandesh aur tasveerein hain, jinhein lekar aap use blackmail kar rahe hain."

Vishal ke chehre par jo shikari waali muskaan thi, woh Aisha ki baat sunkar ek pal ke liye gayab hui, aur usne man hi man Saima ko ek gandi gaali di, par agle hi pal uski aankhon mein ek aur bhi zyada zahreeli aur hawas bhari chamak laut aayi.

Usne Aisha ke us nooraani aur pusht wajood ko oopar se neeche tak nihaara. Aisha ki sharabi rang ki saree us maddham roshni mein unke doodhiya badan se chipak kar unke angon ki har golaayi ko saaf zaahir kar rahi thi.

Vishal (Man hi man muskuraate hue): "Toh Saima ki khaala use bachaane ke liye mere paas aayi hain! Main toh ise pehle hi phansaana chahta tha, ab toh yeh aur bhi aasaan ho gaya hai. Yeh toh ek aisi 'badi machli' hai jo khud chalkar jaal ke kareeb aayi hai. Ab Saima ke saath-saath iski akad bhi yahin dheeli karoonga."

Vishal ne darne ke bajaye ek kadam aur aage badhaya. Ab uske mazboot seene aur Aisha ke makhmali aur ubhre hue seene ke beech mehaz ek inch ka faasla tha. Aisha ko Vishal ke badan ki garmi aur uske attar ki tez mahak mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Vishal: (Apni awaaz ko aur bhi gehra banaate hue) "Oh... toh Saima ne apni 'haseen khaala' ko sab bata diya? Mujhe andaaza nahi tha ki woh itni kamzor nikalegi. Par Aisha ji... aapne yahan aakar apni mushkil kam nahi ki, balki badha li hai."

Usne apna haath hawa mein uthaya aur Aisha ke gore kandhe ke paas latak rahe saree ke pallu ko apni ungliyon se chhoone laga.

Aisha ka dil us velvet blouse ke neeche kisi qaid parinde ki tarah fadfada raha tha. Vishal ki nazron ki bebaaki unke makhmali jism ko bina chhue hi jaise chheel rahi thi.

Aisha (Man mein): "Ya ,.'... ye toh aur bhi zyada khatarnak nikla. Ise Saima ke raaz khulne ka darr nahi hai, balki ye toh meri is pusht kaaya ko bhi apni hawas ka nishana banaana chahta hai. Iski ungliyan mere pallu ke paas reng rahi hain, aur mera badan khauf ke maare patthar ho raha hai. Par mujhe peeche nahi hatna… Saima ki izzat ka sawaal hai. Mujhe is bhediye ko dikhaana hoga ki main dari nahi hoon."

Aisha: (Ek dheemi awaaz mein) "Toh aap kya chahte hain un tasveeron aur sandeshon ko mitaane ke liye? Uski shaadi ho rahi hai, khuda ke liye use blackmail karna band kijiye. Woh toh khudkushi karne waali thi, maine hi use samjhaya ki aisa mat kar. Agar woh jaan de deti, toh poore khaandaan ki badnaami hoti, par yaad rakhiye, aap bhi kanoon ke haathon bach nahi paate."

Vishal ne gehri saans li aur aage jhukte hue Aisha ki aankhon mein ghoorkar dekha. Uske chehre par ab kisi tarah ka darr nahi, balki ek gehri saazish waali muskaan thi. Use lag raha tha ki Aisha ke darr aur mamta ka fayda uthaakar woh na sirf Saima ko apni mutthi mein rakhega, balki Aisha ko bhi apne ishaaron par nacha sakega.

"Aisha ji, main aapki baaton se bahut prabhavit ho gaya hoon," Vishal ne jhukte hue fusfusakar kaha, "Sauda Saima ka tha, aur main bhi nahi chahta ki woh khudkushi kare, par ismein mera kya fayda?"

Usne apni nazron ko Aisha ke chehre par tika diya. "Itna bada nuksaan sahkar main woh tasveerein delete kar doon? Aakhir mujhe bhi toh apni mehnat ka kuch phal milna chahiye. Ab aap hi bataiye, Saima ki aabroo bachaane ke liye aap mujhe kya keemat de sakti hain?"

Aisha ke munh se acchanak nikal gaya,
"Aap aakhir chahte kya hain?"

Vishal:
"Aisha ji... Saima toh bas ek kacchi kali thi. Par aap... aap toh ek mukammal jannat hain. Agar aap chahti hain ki Saima ke woh message aur tasveerein kabhi duniya ke saamne na aayein, toh aapko mujhse sauda karna hoga."

Uski nazrein Aisha ke velvet blouse ke us tang hisse par gadi thi, jahan Aisha ke pusht aur raseele mamme tez dhadkanon ke saath oopar-neeche ho rahe the.

Vishal:
"Agar aap chahti hain ki Akram ko kabhi pata na chale ki uski hone waali biwi kitni 'rangeen' mizaj thi... toh aapko mujhe kuch aisa dena hoga jo us kali se kahin zyada raseela aur anubhavik ho. Aap samajh rahi hain na main kya chah raha hoon?"

Vishal ne ek gehri aur bhooki nazar Aisha ke wajood par daali, jaise woh use apni aankhon se hi pee jaana chahta ho. Usne ek kutil muskaan ke saath bola, "Chahat toh meri bahut badi hai Aisha ji, aur use poora karne ki taakat ab sirf aapke paas hai. Agar aap chahti hain ki woh tasveerein aur message hamesha ke liye dafan ho jayein, toh aapko Saima ki jagah leni hogi."

Vishal ne apni hatheli Aisha ki patli aur gori kamar par jama di, jahan saree ka kapda thoda hata hua tha. Uski garm chhuan Ammi ke makhmali maans mein dhans rahi thi.

Ammi ke khayaalat
Ammi ka poore badan Vishal ke us gande sparsh se sihar utha. Unki surahidaar gardan par paseene ki boondein ab aur bhi numaya thi.

Ammi (Man mein): "Ya ,.'... ye toh sareaam mere makhmali badan ki boli laga raha hai. Iski aankhon mein wahi darindagi hai jo us raat train ke un gundon mein thi. Par ye unse kahin zyada shaatir hai."

Vishal ki hatheli abhi bhi Ammi ki patli aur gori kamar par jami hui thi, jiska ahsaas Ammi ke makhmali badan mein bijli ki tarah doud raha tha.

Aisha ke munh se acchanak nikal gaya,
"Koi aur raasta nahi hai kya? Main shaadishuda hoon, ek jawaan bacchi ki maa hoon... main bhala kaise Saima ki jagah le sakti hoon?"

Vishal ne Aisha ki ghabrahat ka lutf uthaate hue unke bilkul kareeb aakar khada ho gaya. Uski chhaati ab Aisha ke vaksh ko choo rahi thi aur uska haath abhi bhi Aisha ki nangi kamar ko sahla raha tha. Uski nazron mein ab koi parda nahi tha, sirf bebaak hawas aur jeet ka nasha tha.

"Shaadishuda hone se kya fark padta hai Aisha ji? Balki tajurbekaar auratein toh aur bhi zyada dilkash hoti hain," usne Aisha ke kandhe ke paas jhukkar fusfusate hue kaha, "Rahi baat aapki Saima ki, toh uski zindagi aur izzat ab aapke hi haathon mein hai. Aap bas ek baar mera dil khush kar dijiye, phir na Saima ko koi takleef hogi aur na hi aapke ghar ki chahar-deewari ke baahar koi baat jaayegi."

Vishal: (Ek neech muskaan ke saath) "Toh Aisha ji, pehla sabak sun lijiye. Agle kuch dinon ke liye, aap meri 'girlfriend' ki tarah rahengi. Jab mera man karega, hum phone par baatein karenge... aur jo main kahoonga, wahi aap pehnengi. Meri har zid, mera har hukm... aapko maanna hoga."

Usne apni pakad Ammi ki sudaul kamar par aur mazboot kar li, jisse Ammi ka pusht seena uske mazboot seene ke aur bhi kareeb aa gaya.

Vishal:
"Agar aapne mujhe poori tarah santusht rakha aur meri har baat maani, toh main Saima ko uski zindagi jeene doonga. Par yaad rahe... weh tasveerein aur message tabhi delete honge jab main chahoonga. Agle teen dinon tak, jab tak yeh shaadi mukammal nahi ho jaati, aap meri ghulaam hongi. Manzoor hai?"

Aisha ki surahidaar gardan par paseene ki boondein ab jam si gayi thi. Vishal ki baatein unke kaanon mein pighle hue seese ki tarah utar rahi thi.

Aisha (Man mein): "Ya ,.'... yeh toh mujhe apni ungliyon par nachaana chahta hai. Yeh chahta hai ki main apni makhmali deha aur apni izzat iske pairon mein daal doon. Iski ye gandi shartein... ye 'girlfriend' waala dhoung... ye sab sirf meri is raseeli kaaya ko nochne ka bahaana hai. Par Saima... us bacchi ki zindagi daanv par hai. Mujhe is khel mein shaamil hona hi hoga, chahe mera badan is jillat se kitna hi kyun na kaampe. Mujhe haan kehna hi hoga."

Aisha ne apni nasheeli aankhon dheere se uthaayi. Unki palkein geeli thi.

Aisha: (Ek dabi hui aur kaampti awaaz mein) "Manzoor hai... Vishal sahab. Saima ki zindagi ke liye, main aapki har shart maanne ko taiyaar hoon. Par yaad rahe, agar aapne apna waada toda, toh ek aurat kya kar sakti hai, ye aap soch bhi nahi sakte."