Adultery अम्मी और अंकल — एक नया अंदाज़

[Deepak.kapoor]

अध्याय 12

Sayma ke mann mein vicharon ka ek toofan uth khada hua tha. Vah andar tak hil chuki thi aur apni aankhon par yaqeen nahi kar pa rahi thi.

Uske mann mein uthte sawal:

"Ya ,.', yeh kya ho raha hai? Kya Khala ko zara bhi andaza nahi hai ki vah kya kar rahi hain? Unka poora badan, unke mamme is tarah sabke saamne numayan ho rahe hain... kya unhein sach mein nahi dikh raha ki vah kitna zyada badan dikha rahi hain? Kya vah sach mein itni bekhabar hain?

Aur vah Vishal... vah darinda! Vah sareaam camere se yeh sab record kar raha hai aur Khala chupchap sab sah rahi hain. Khala ko toh pata hona chahiye tha! Maine khud unhein Vishal ki gandi niyat aur uski ghinooni fitrat ke baare mein aagah kiya tha, use door rahne ki chetavni di thi. Toh phir aaj vah uske saamne is tarah bebas kyun hain?

Aisa lag raha tas mano Vishal is poore scene ka director bana baitha ho. Vah jis tarah se hukm chala raha tha—'thoda aur jhukkar haldi lagaiye'… aur Khala uski har baat maankar aur gehra jhukti ja rahi thi… yeh kya hai? Kya Vishal ab mujhe chhodne ke liye Khala ko nishana bana raha hai? Kya uska agla nishana meri azeez Khala hain taki vah mujhe bakhsh de, ya phir vah hum dono ki zindagi tabah karna chahta hai?"

Bheed ke shor ke beech Sayma ka dam ghut raha tha. In anginath khaufnak khayalon ne use andar se poori tarah tod diya tha, aur vah samajh nahi pa rahi thi ki apni Khala ko is daldal se kaise bachaye.

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Udhar tent ke theek peeche, jahan mehfil ka shor thoda kam tha, Vishal ek khambhe ki oat mein khada tha. Uske honton par vahi shatir aur ghinooni muskaan tair rahi thi. Usne apni jeb se phone nikala aur screen on ki. Uski ungliyan tezi se gallery ki taraf badhein, jahan abhi-abhi record kiye gaye video aur tasveerein save hui thi.

Usne video play kiya. Screen par Aisha ka vahi basanti peele suit wala roop ubhar aaya. Jab vah dulhan ko haldi lagane ke liye neeche jhuki thi, toh gehre gale se chhalkate unke bhaari aur pusht mammon ka vah lajawab nazara camere ne poori tarah qaid kar liya tha. Vishal ne video ko pause kiya aur zoom karke us maheen georgette ke kapde ke neeche poori tarah sakht ho chuki unki 'gulabi tips' ki banawat ko dekhne laga.

"Uff... kya cheez hai," Vishal ne dabi aawaz mein apni jeeb ko honton par pherte hue budbudaya. "Bhari mehfil mein sabke saamne jo maza isne mujhe diya hai, uski toh koi keemat hi nahi hai. Zara sa hukm kya chalaya, yeh toh poori ki poori nyauchhavar ho gayi."

Phir usne agli tasveer par swipe kiya. Us photo mein Aisha ka chehra jhuka hua tha, unki aankhein sharm aur khauf se kaamp rahi thi, lekin unka gora, doodhiya seena poori tarah beparda hokar camere ke lens ke saamne chhalak raha tha. Vishal ki aankhon mein havas ki aag aur gehri ho gayi. Use yaad aane laga ki kaise usne Aisha ke un ubharon ko apni hatheliyon mein bheencha tha aur kaise aaj uske sirf ek message maatr se Aisha ka poora badan uski ungliyon par naachne ko majboor ho gaya tha.

Tasveeron ko ek-ek karke dekhte hue vah apni hi jeet ke nashe mein doobta ja raha tha. Vah jaanta tha ki usne ek teer se do shikar kar liye hain—ek taraf Aisha jaisi izzatdar aurat uske jaal mein tadap rahi thi, aur doosri taraf sahmi hui Sayma.

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Sahil tent ke kone mein khada apni hi ungliyon ko chatka raha tha. Uska dimag sunn ho chuka tha, lekin seene ke andar ek bhayanak aag sulag rahi thi. Vishal ke phone ki screen par usne jo dekha tha, vah manzar uski aankhon ke saamne se hat hi nahi raha tha.

Uske mann mein vicharon ka ek hinsak bavandar uth khada hua:

"Ya ,.'... yeh maine kya dekh liya? Kya vah sach mein meri Ammi thi? Jo Ammi ghar ki chardivari mein apne dupatte ka ek kona bhi khisakne par use hadbadakar sambhalti thi, aaj vah is bhare bazaar mein, poori mehfil ke saamne is kadar laparwah kaise ho gayi? Kya unhein zara bhi ehsaas nahi tha ki unka vah gehra gala, unke ve pusht aur bhaari mamme poori tarah se chhalak rahe the?

aur vah Vishal... vah kameena sareaam camere ka lens unke seene par tikaye khada tha, aur Ammi... Ammi uske isharon par aur zyada jhukti ja rahi thi! Jaise vah koi rasm nahi, balki Vishal ke hukm ki tameer kar rahi hon. Jab usne kaha ki 'thoda aur jhukiye', toh Ammi ne bina kisi aitraaz ke apne us hisse ko uske camere ke saamne aur zyada paros diya. Kyun? Aisa kya hai us shakhs ke paas ki Ammi uske saamne is kadar bebas, is kadar laachar nazar aa rahi hain?

Sabse zyada jo baat mujhe andar hi andar kaat rahi hai, vah hai unka vah aakhiri ishaara. Jab sab kuch khatm ho gaya, toh Ammi ne nazrein churane ke bajay seedhe Vishal ki taraf dekha. Vishal ne aankh uthai aur Ammi ne naa mein sir hilaya... lekin vah muskaan! Unke honton ke kone par vah dabi hui, gaddar muskaan saaf kah rahi thi ki jo kuch bhi hua, vah sirf un dono ke beech ka ek khel tha. Aur phir... apne angoothe se apne neeche wale hont ko us tarah chhoona... vah koi anjaane mein ki gayi harkat nahi thi. Vah ek ikraar tha, ek mukammal gavahi thi ki Ammi ko pata tha ki unke badan ki numaish ho raha hai, aur vah iska lutf utha rahi thi.

Ek taraf mera khoon khaultha hai ki mein jaakar us Vishal ka gala ghont doon, uska phone chheenkar tukde-tukde kar doon... lekin doosri taraf, Ammi ke us bheege, maadak roop ko dekhkar mere apne badan mein ek sharmnaak akdan paida ho rahi hai. Mein apni hi Ammi ko ek bete ki nazar se nahi, balki ek aurat ki nazar se dekh baitha hoon. Yeh kaisi gaddari hai? Mein us darinde se nafrat karoon, ya apni Ammi ki is chhupi hui havas par roon?"

Bheed ke beech khada Sahil apni mutthiyan bheencha khada tha. Khaane ki taraf badhti bheed aur dholak ki tham chuki thaap ke beech, vah khud ko ek aise andhere kuan mein girta hua mehsoos kar raha tha, jahan se baahar nikalne ka koi raasta nahi tha.

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Bheed hili aur aangan ke doosre hisse mein lage buffet ki taraf badh chali. Biryani ki khushboo, kababon ke sikne ki mehak aur korme ka masaledar aroma hava mein ghul gaya. Ammi bhi doosre rishtedaron ke sath buffet ki ore badh chalin. Mein bhi us bheed ka hissa tha. Magar mein last mein tha. Maine plate uthai aur usmein khaana liya.

Phir maine Ammi ko dhoondha. Vah nani aur apne kuch door ke rishtedar auraton ke sath ek gol table par baith chuki thin. Mein tezi se unki taraf gaya aur unke bagal wali khaali kursi par baith gaya. Ammi ne mujhe dekha toh vah muskura deen. "Aa gaya? Kuch aur laoon tere liye?"

"Nahi, mein le loonga," maine kaha aur unke qareeb baitha raha.

Hum sab khaana kha rahe the aur sath mein baatein bhi kar rahe the. Nani mujhe chhed rahi thin, mausi kuch pooch rahi thin. Ammi bhi is sab mein shaamil thin. Vishal apni alag table par, apne logon ke sath baitha tha. Sab kuch normal tha.

Tabhi ek mausi ne Ammi se kaha, "Aisha, zara gulaab jamun toh laana, khatm ho gaye hain."

"Mein laata hoon," mein fauran utha.

"Tu baith," Ammi ne mera hath daba kar kaha. "Mein dekhti hoon." Aur vah uthkar chali gayin.

Mein unhein jaate hue dekhta raha. Vah kitchen ke paas, catering walon se baat kar rahi thin. Vah akeli thin. Ek pal ke liye. Aur shayad Vishal ko bas usi ek pal ka intezar tha.

Maine dekha, vah apni table se plate lekar utha aur aise chalne laga jaise use bhi gulaab jamun lena ho.

Vah Ammi ke paas pahuncha. Ammi ne use dekha toh chauk gayin. Usne Ammi se kuch kaha.

Ammi ke paas aakar vah bola, "Aap gulaab jamun kha rahi hain? Mera toh kuch aur hi khaane ka dil kar raha hai."

Vishal ne jab yeh baat kahi, toh uske chehre par ek behad arthpoorn aur gandi muskaan thi. Vah Ammi ke itne qareeb khada ho gaya tha ki uska kandha Ammi ki baju se lagbhag chhoo raha tha. Ammi ke hath mein gulaab jamun ki plate thi, lekin Vishal ki aankhon mein kuch aur hi pak raha tha. Uski nazrein Ammi ke chehre par nahi, balki abhi bhi unke pusht mammon ki us gehrai par jami hui thin jo jhukne ki wajah se aur bhi zyada spasht ho gayi thin.

Ammi ka hath ruk gaya. Gulaab jamun ki mithaas jaise unke halak mein hi kadvi ho gayi. Unhein bakhubi samajh aa gaya tha ki Vishal ke 'kuch aur khaane' se kya matlab hai. Vah unke doodhiya badan aur un gulabi yuktiyon ki baat kar raha tha, unhein usne abhi kuch der pehle apne camere mein qaid kiya tha.

Ammi (dheemi aawaz mein, ghabrate hue): "Vishal ji… yahan sab log hain… aap kya bol rahe hain?"

Vishal ne plate se ek chammach uthaya aur hava mein ghumate hue Ammi ke kaan ke paas jhukkar phusphusaya, "Log toh jashn mana rahe hain Aisha ji, lekin mera asli jashn toh aapki in 'nason' ke beech chhipa hai. Yeh gulaab jamun toh pheeke hain, asli ras toh aapke is makhmali vajood mein bhara hai."

Vishal ne badi chaalaki se apne hath ki cold drink ka gilaas thoda sa tedha kiya aur gehra laal sharbat seedhe Ammi ke makhmali pairon aur unki sandal par gira diya.

"Oh! I am so sorry, Aisha ji, kitni badi galti ho gayi mujhse," Vishal ne banawati afsos jatate hue kaha. Isse pehle ki Ammi kuch samajh paatin, vah apni plate neeche rakhkar unke pairon ke paas ghutnon ke bal baith gaya.

Usne apni jeb se ek reshmi roomal nikala aur Ammi ke pairon ko saaf karne laga. Uska hath jaanboojhkar Ammi ki pindliyon aur takhnon ko chhoo raha tha. Ammi hadbada gayin aur peeche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin Vishal ne poori mazbooti se unka pair pakad liya.

Vishal (neeche se oopar dekhte hue, dheemi aur bhaari aawaz mein): "Hiliye mat Aisha ji, daag gehra hai...।"

Aas-paas ke logon ko laga ki vah ek sajjan ki tarah safai kar raha hai, lekin Ammi ko uski agli phusphusahat ne andar tak kampa diya.

Vishal: "Ab zara dheere se neeche jhukiye... jaise aap haldi laga rahi thin. Mujhe vo nazara ek baar phir qareeb se dekhna hai. Apne in mammon ko meri aankhon ke saamne laiye."

Maine dekha ki Ammi ne 'na' mein sir hilaya, unke chehre par ghabrahat thi. Vah idhar-udhar dekh rahi thin.

Phir Ammi ne ek aakhiri baar bheed ki taraf dekha.

Unhone kaampte hue apne haathon ko apne ghutnon aur dheere-dheere neeche jhukne lagin. Jaise-jaise vah jhukin, unka peela suit ek baar phir unke bhaari aur pusht vakshon ke dabav se tan gaya. Vishal ki aankhein unke blouse ke us gehre chhed mein gad gayin, jahan se unke nange mammon ki golai aur ve sakht gulabi yuktiyan bilkul saaf nazar aa rahi thin.

Ammi ki saansein tez ho gayi thin, aur unka chehra sharm ki aag mein dehak raha tha.

Yeh sab bees second mein ho gaya. Bees second mein mera sukoon, mera bharosa, sab kuch bikhar gaya.

Vishal ne Ammi par ek jeet bhari nigah dali aur vahan se chala gaya.

An mein apni kursi par baitha, plate mein rakhi biryani ko dekhta raha, jo ab raakh jaisi lag rahi thi. Unke beech ki vah khamosh zaban, ab aawaz ban chuki thi. Aur us aawaz ne mere kaanon mein pighla hua sheesha daal diya tha.

Ammi table par vaapas aayin. Unke hath mein gulaab jamun ka bada bowl tha. Unka chehra aisa shaant tha jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Unhone bowl table par rakha aur meri taraf dekhe bina apni kursi par baith gayin.

"Le Sahil, kha," unhone bowl meri taraf sarkaate hue kaha. Unki aawaz normal thi, lekin uske peeche ki kapkapi mein saaf sun sakta tha.

Maine koi jawab nahi diya. Meri nazar abhi bhi plate par hi tiki thi.

"Kya hua? Kha na," unhone dheere se poocha, sirf itna ki mein hi sun sakoon.

Unka sparsh, jo hamesha mujhe sukoon deta tha, aaj aag jaisa laga.

"Kuch nahi Ammi… bhookh nahi hai," maine rookhe se jawab diya.

Table par ekdam sannata chha gaya. Nani, mausi, sab mujhe hairani se dekhne lage. Ammi ka chehra safed pad gaya. Unki aankhon mein dukh, ghabrahat aur ek ankaha sawal the.

Isse pehle ki koi kuch kahta, mehmaanon ke jaane ka silsila shuru ho gaya. Vishal aur uske sath aaye log bhi vida lene ke liye uth khade hue.

Jaate-jaate Vishal nani ke paas aadaab karne aaya. Phir vah Ammi ke saamne khada hua. "Nani ji, aapki mehman-nawazi yaad rahegi. Har cheez... bahut khoobsurati se arrange ki gayi thi, baar-baar dekhne ka dil karta hai." Usne aakhiri lafzh kahte hue ek pal ke liye Ammi ke mammon ki taraf dekha.

Vishal ke lehje mein jo shatirpan tha, usne Ammi ke shareer mein ek siharan paida kar di. Nani toh uski tareef sunkar muskura rahi thin, lekin Ammi jaanti thin ki 'khoobsurati se arrange' ki gayi cheezon se uska asli matlab kya tha. Uski aankhein ek pal ke liye unke pusht mammon par thehrein, jaise vah us nazare ko apne dimag ki gallery mein hamesha ke liye save kar raha ho.

Ammi ne ghabrahat mein apna dupatta aur oopar kheenchne ki koshish ki, lekin Vishal ki vah aakhiri chubhti hui nazar unke suit ke kapde ko cheerti hui unke sakht ho chuke nipples ko chhoo gayi.

Vishal (dheemi aawaz mein, sirf Ammi ko sunai de): "Jald milenge Aisha ji... apni 'yaadgar' cheezon ko sambhaal kar rakhiyega."

Ammi kuch bol na sakin, unka gala shookh chuka tha. Vishal ek vijayi muskaan ke sath muda aur mehfil se baahar nikal gaya, lekin vah apne peeche Ammi ke badan par apni havas ki ek aisi chhaap chhod gaya jise vah chahkar bhi nahi dho sakti thin.

Mein yeh sab dekhta raha. Mera khoon khaul raha tha. Jaise hi Vishal meri taraf hath milane ke liye badha, mein bina kuch kahe vahan se uth gaya aur seedha apne kamre ki taraf chal diya.

Ghar dheere-dheere khaali ho gaya. Shor kam ho gaya, lekin mere andar ka toofan badhta ja raha tha.

Kuch der baad, darwaze par dastak hui. "Sahil?" Ammi ki aawaz thi.

Maine jawab nahi diya.

Darwaza dheere se khula. Vah andar aayin aur mere bed ke paas aakar baith gayin. Unhone mera hath pakadna chaaha, lekin maine apna hath kheench liya.

"Sahil, kya baat hai beta?" unki aawaz mein dard tha. "Tum mujhse is tarah naraaz kyun ho? Maine kuch kiya kya?"

Maine aankhein kholin aur unke chehre ko dekha. Vah maasoomiyat se bhara chehra... kya yeh sab ek dhokha tha?

"Mein thak gaya hoon, Ammi," maine be-rukhi se kaha. "Sona hai."

Unke chehre par chhai umeed bujh gayi. Unhone ek thandi saans bhari. "Theek hai," vah dheere se bolin aur uthkar apne bed ki taraf chali gayin.

Mein karvat lekar unhein hi dekhta raha. Vah apne bed par baith gayin, unki peeth meri taraf thi. Ek pal ke liye kamre mein sirf hamari saanso ki aawaz thi. Aur phir... ek halki si 'buzz' ki aawaz hui.

Ammi ne phone dekha. Mein unka chehra nahi dekh pa raha tha, lekin unke kandhon ke halke se kaampne se mein samajh gaya ki vah muskura rahi hain. Unki ungliyan badi tezi se phone par chat kar rahi thin. Har 'tap' ki aawaz mere dil par hathode ki tarah lag rahi thi.

Kuch minute baad unhone phone rakh diya. "Mein zara fresh hokar aati hoon," unhone kaha aur phone ko side table par charging ke liye rakh diya.

Vah uth kar attached washroom mein chali gayin. Yeh mera mauka tha.

Mera dil zoron se dhadak raha tha, lekin mere jism mein ek ajeeb si phurti aa gayi thi. Mein bed se utra aur unke phone ke paas gaya. Screen andheri thi. Mein jaanta hoon ki Ammi lock ke liye ek simple sa pattern istemaal karti hain— L shape ka.

Meri ungliyan kaamp rahi thin jab maine screen par vahi 'L' banaya.

Ek 'click' ki aawaz hui. Phone unlock ho gaya.

Maine fauran WhatsApp khola. Sabse oopar 'Vishal' ka naam tha. Maine chat kholi. Oopar uski display picture thi aur neeche messages ka silsila tha.

Vishal: Hi Aisha ji. Kaisi ho?

Aisha: Hello. Theek hoon.

Vishal: Aise hi baitha tha, toh socha, aapko yaad kar loon.

Aisha: Ohhh...

Vishal: Aur batao. Kya kar rahi ho abhi…?

Aisha: Kuch nahi. Mein bhi bas baethi hoon...

Vishal: Nice... Ek baat kahoon...? Aap bura toh nahi manogi?

Aisha: Batao kya baat hai…

Vishal: Haldi mein aap bahut kamaal lag rahi thin, Aisha ji… Dulhan se zyada toh aap beautiful lag rahi thin…

Aisha: Bas bas haan... jhoothi tareefein nahi...

Vishal: Sach bol raha hoon… maa kasam...

Aisha: Ohhhh... thanks...

Vishal: Are... thanks kis liye?....

Aisha: Sach bolne ke liye...

Vishal: Mujhe aapka thanks bolna chahiye...

Aisha: Kis baat ka?

Vishal: Meri baat maanne ke liye. Kasam se, aapke mammon ko aisa dekhkar kaleja munh ko aa gaya.

Vishal: Aapki pics aur video bahut acchi aayin hain… aapko baad mein dikhaunga… ek album banaunga…

Vishal: Kya hua? Aap meri baat ka jawab nahi de rahi hain. Yaqeen nahi hota toh pics bhejoon, ya use wedding WhatsApp group mein send maroon?

Aisha: Nahi...

Vishal: Are... aap kyun sharma rahi hain? Aap meri favorite ho...

Aisha: Bas bas... Vishal ji...

Vishal: Sach bol raha hoon… pata hai haldi ke vaqt jab aapka dupatta neeche phisak gaya tha... meri saans hi atak gayi thi... vah nazara poori zindagi yaad rahega mujhe...

Vishal: Aapki cleavage par jo kaala til tha... use dekhkar mera dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha... mano kahin phat na jaaye... aur oopar se aapke ve do gulabi nukeele... aisa lag raha tha ve mere intezar mein khade the…

Vishal: Meri girlfriend response nahi kar rahi, kya sharma gayi? Aapko yaad hai na hamara vada?

Aisha: Ohhh... itna gaur se kaun dekhta hai?....

Vishal: Jo cheez hosh uda de, use gaur se hi dekha jaata hai.

Vishal: Badtameez.

Vishal: Tameez se hi toh kah raha hoon. Us peele rang mein aap... aag lag rahi thin. Bilkul. Haathon par haldi... aur aankhon mein vah chamak...

Vishal: Toh... shaam ko kya kar rahi ho?

Aisha: Pre-wedding party maan lo. Bahut saare guests... relatives... daawat... fun...

Vishal: Cool... aur aap kya pehnogi?....

Aisha: Ek bahut sundar designer maroon aur gold salwar-suit hai.

Vishal: Maroon... nahi. Black pehno aur uske neeche laal undergarments।

Aisha: Black? Shaadi ke function mein? Log kya kahenge?

Vishal: Log toh kahte rahenge. Lekin black mein... aap jo lagogi... soch kar hi...

Aisha: Sochkar kya?

Vishal: Soch kar hi garmi badh rahi hai. Black aapke gore jism par alag hi chamkega.

Aisha: Tumhari baatein na...

Vishal: Please Aisha ji, meri baat maan lo... aur do-teen pic bhi share kar dijiyega…

Vishal: Usmein kaala til aur gulabi tips vaali zaroor hon…

Aisha: Dekhti hoon.

Vishal: 'Dekhti hoon' nahi... 'bhejongi' kaho.

Aisha: Ziddi ho.

Vishal: Sirf aapke liye. Intezar karunga, Aisha.

Aisha: Chalo... bahut kaam hai... good afternoon.

Mera dimag sunn ho gaya tha. Hath ab bhi kaamp rahe the, lekin ab sirf ghabrahat se nahi... gusse aur ek ajeeb si ghin se. Har lafzh, her emoji... "Black pehno aur uske neeche laal undergarments"... "til hai"... "oopar se aapke ve do gulabi nukeele"... "dupatta"... mere kaanon mein hathodon ki aawaz baj rahi thi.

Oopar purani chat ke messages bhi the. Mein unhein padhne hi wala tha ki bathroom se aawaz aayi. Maine jaldi se phone ko vaapas charging par lagaya aur screen ko lock karke andhera kar diya—bilkul vaisa hi, jaisa unhone chhoda tha.

Mein tezi se paltkar apne bister par let gaya aur chadar ko apne oopar kheench liya, peeth unki taraf karke. Aankhein zor se band kar leen, jaise mein soya hua tha, jaise maine kuch nahi dekha. Par ab neend aur sukoon meri zindagi se koson door ja chuke the.

Tabhi... shower ki aawaz band ho gayi. Ekdam khamoshi chha gayi. Kuch pal baad washroom ke darwaze ke khulne ki 'click' ki aawaz aayi. Mein saans roke leta raha. Mujhe unke kadmon ki narm aawaz aayi. Phir kamre mein unke perfume, sabun aur shampoo ki mili-juli mehak phail gayi. Vahi mehak jo bachpan se mujhe duniya ki sabse mahfooz jagah lagti thi. Aaj... aaj us mehak mein mujhe dhokhe ki ek ajeeb si chubhan mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Bathroom ke band darwaze ke peeche, Aisha aayine ke saamne khadi khud ko nihar rahi thin. Baahar shaadi ka shor tha, lekin unke dimag mein Vishal ke un messages ka shor usse kahin zyada tez tha.

"Kitna shatir hai vah... jab maine uske message ka fauran jawab nahi diya, toh usne apni asli aukat dikha di. 'Yaqeen nahi hota toh pics bhejoon, ya use wedding WhatsApp group mein send maroon?'—yeh dhamki nahi, seedha khanjar tha jo usne meri izzat par chalaya hai."

Aisha ka hath anjaane mein unke pusht mammon par chala gaya, unhein vah dupatte se chhupane ki nakaam koshish kar rahi thin.

"Vah darinda mehfil mein sabke saamne mere jism ki numaish karata raha aur mein ek kathputli ki tarah jhukkar use nazare deti rahi. Aur ab vah un video aur tasveeron ka istemaal mujhe poori tarah apna gulaam banane ke liye kar raha hai. Vah mujhe yaad dila raha hai ki mein ab sirf ek maa ya beevi nahi hoon, balki uski vah 'girlfriend' hoonise vah jab chahe beparda kar sakta hai."

Unhone kaampte haathon se apne chehre par paani ke chheente maare, par Vishal ki baatein kisi unke zahan se nahi utar rahi thin.

Aayine mein apni aks ko dekhte hue unke mann mein vicharon ka bavandar uth khada hua:

Aisha ne dheere se apne kurte ka gala thoda neeche kiya aur us kaale til ko dekha jise Vishal 'cleavage' ki gehrai mein dhoondh chuka tha. Unka chehra sharm se tamtama utha.

"Badtameez... kitni gehrai se usne mere badan ko tatola hai. 'Gulabi nukeele'... ya ,.', usne un hisson ka naam liya unhein ek aurat apne shauhar ke alawa kisi ko nahi dikhati।"

"Kaala rang... vah jaanta hai ki kaale libaas mein mera gora jism aur bhi nikhrega. Vah chahta hai ki mein shaam ko uske liye ek tohfe ki tarah sajkar jaoon. Kya mujhmein itni bhi himmat nahi ki mein use mana kar doon? Kya mein sach mein uski jaageer banti ja rahi hoon?"

Aisha ke dimag mein Vishal ki vah aakhiri shart kisi bijli ki tarah kaundh gayi. Usne na sirf kaala suit pehnne ko kaha tha, balki ek aaisi maang bhi rakh di thi jisne Aisha ke tan-badan mein aag laga di thi.

Aisha ke vichar:

"Kaala suit... aur uske neeche laal undergarments. Vah jaanta hai ki kaale maheen kapde ke neeche laal rang ki vah chamak kitni uttejak lagegi. Usne saaf lafzhon mein hukm diya hai ki use mere gore badan par ve 'laal pattiyan' aur 'laal lace' dekhni hain. Yeh sirf ek farmaish nahi thi, yeh uski zid thi ki mein poori tarah uski pasand ke saanche mein dhal jaoon."

"Laal rang... khatre ka rang, havas ka rang. Jab mein vah kaala paardarshi suit pehnungi aur uske neeche se ve laal surkh undergarments jhalakenge, toh Vishal ki nazrein mujhe kaccha chaba jaangi. Vah chahta hai ki mein andar se baahar tak uski di hui pehchaan mein rahoon.

Use mere un mammon par vah laal rang dekhna hai, jo uske hisab se 'gulabi tips' ke sath milkar qahar dhayega."

Unki rooh kaamp uthi, par sath hi unke jism mein ek ajeeb si betabi daud gayi.

Jaise-jaise vah Vishal ki baaton ko yaad kar rahi thin, unhein mehsoos hua ki unke bhaari mamme ek baar phir bhaari aur sakht hone lage hain. Aayine mein unhein saaf dikh raha tha ki unke nipples kapde ke oopar apni maujoodgi darj kara rahe the.

"Mera yeh badan... yeh kyun uski gandi baaton par is kadar mehak uthta hai? Vah mujhe dara raha hai, mujhe blackmail kar raha hai, aur mera jism uski agli maang ka intezar kar raha hai. Kya mein sach mein shaam ko vah kaala suit pehnungi? Kya mein use ve tasveerein bhejongi jo usne maangi hain?"

"Agar Fahad ko pata chala ki unki beevi ek gair mard ko apni 'gulabi tips' dikhane ka vada kar rahi hai, toh vah toh jeete ji mar jaayenge. Lekin aur maine Vishal ko khush nahi rakha, toh Sayma ki zindagi barbaad ho jaayegi. Mujhe yeh gunaah karna hi hoga… Sayma ke liye, ya shayad apni us dabi hui chaahat ke liye, jo Vishal ne jaga di hai."

Aisha ne gehri saans le aur apne chehre ponch liya. Unki aankhon mein ab ek ajeeb si chamak thi—ek aisa faisla jo sharmnaak tha, par atal tha.