24-08-2026, 03:10 PM
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Gopal sharaab ke nashe mein aur bhi laal ho chuka tha. Uski aankhen laal aur bhaari ho rahi thin.
"Haan Babaji... Saali choot dene mein kitne nakhre karti hai. Aapne to dekha hi hai uska jism... Kitna bhara-bhara, ras bhara. Itni badi-badi boblen hain uski... Uff... Unhe peene ko taras gaya hoon Babaji ji. Raat ko paas let jaati hai to bhi mud jaati hai. Man karta hai zabardasti pakad kar chod doon... Par dar lagta hai ki kahin aawaz na ho jaye. Beti jo ghar mein hai." Maitri likhit kahaani.
Gopal bak raha tha aur Babaji chupchaap sun rahe the. Unki aankhen band thin, lekin unke man mein Mayuri ka nagna, maansal sharir ghoom raha tha. Unki dhoti ke andar land phir se fadakne laga tha - mota, bhaari aur kathor.
Babaji ne dheere se muskurate hue kaha,
"Achha suno Gopal... Mere paas ek idea hai. Agar tum us par amal kar sako, to tumhari patni phir se pehle jaisi ho jayegi - tumhare liye tarasne lagi, tumhe pyaar karne lagi, aur shayad... tumhe woh sab dene lagi jo tum chahte ho."
Gopal ki aankhen chamak uthin. Nasha ek pal mein ud gaya. Woh jhukkar Babaji ke paeron ke paas baith gaya, haath jodkar.
"Babaji... Agar aap aisa chamatkar kar sakein to main zindagi bhar aapka gulaam ban kar rahoonga. Bataaiye... Kya karna hoga? Main sab kuch karne ko taiyar hoon."
Babaji man hi man vijayi muskaan liye hue the. Unka shikaar ab poori tarah phans chuka tha. Unhone dheere-dheere apni yojana batani shuru ki - chalaaki bhare shabdon mein, '. aad mein, aur purush ki kamzori ko uttejit karte hue.
Gopal sunta raha. Kabhi-kabhi uska sir hilata, kabhi "Haan Babaji" kahta. Jab Gopal chala gaya to Babaji lete gaye aur apni kismat ko sarahate hue gehri neend so gaye. Rachayita Maitri Patel hai.
Agle din dopahar.
Sooraj apni charam seema par tha. Babaji subah ke saare kaary nipaṭakar apne kamre mein Mayuri ka intezaar kar rahe the. Unhone kosh se kuch rupaye alag nikaalkar ek lifafe mein rakh liye the - hathiyar ke roop mein.
Theek 11 baje Mayuri aayi.
Usne saadhaaran sa halka sa saadi pehna tha, lekin uska bhara-bhara jism kisi bhi kapde ko chunauti de raha tha. Bhaari chhatiyaan, chaudi kamar, aur moti gaand - har kadam ke saath hil rahi thin. Kya maadak nazaara tha.
Babaji ne muskurate hue kaha, "Andar aao Mayuri... Peechhe waale kamre mein."
Mayuri bina kisi sankoch ke unke peeche chal di. Woh jaanti thi ki aisi naazuk baatein khuleaam nahin ki ja sakti.
Kamre mein ghuste hi Babaji chokdi maar kar deewan par baith gaye. Mayuri ne haath jodkar unke saamne kaaleen par paalathi maar li. Uski saadi ki pallu thodi sarak gayi thi, jisse uski gehri blouse waali chhaati ka aadha hissa dikh raha tha.
Babaji ne sabse pehle lifafa aage badhaya.
"Yeh lo Mayuri... Richa ki padhaai ke liye. Jitna chahiye, le lo."
Mayuri ki aankhen nam ho gayin. Usne haath jodkar paise liye aur turant apne blouse ke andar, chhatiyon ke beech thoos liye. Babaji ki nigaahen uski chhatiyon ki gehraai mein ghus gayin - woh lalach se bhar gayi thin.
"Dhanyavaad Babaji... Aapka yeh ehsaan main kabhi nahi bhula paungi. Main waada karti hoon, jaldi hi yeh saare paise kosh mein waapas daal doongi."
Babaji ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Koi jaldi nahi hai beti. Main to bas yahi chahta hoon ki Richa ki padhaai mein koi baadha na aaye." Sampadikaa Funlover hai.
Kuch der chuppi rahi.
Phir Mayuri ne hichkate hue, dheemi aur sharmili awaaz mein poochha,
"Aur... Babaji... Kal aap jo baat kar rahe the... Hamaare baare mein... Woh... Kya keh rahe the?"
Babaji man hi man muskuraaye. Lambe intezaar ke baad aakhir shikaar khud jaal mein kadam rakh chuka tha.
Unhone dheere se aage jhukkar, gehri aur meethi awaaz mein kaha, "Mayuri, Gopal bahut pareshan rahta hai. Woh tumse pyaar karta hai, lekin woh kehta hai ki tum use ab paas nahi aane deti. Uski shikayat hai ki tum uski ichchhaon ko thukra deti ho... Khaaskar... Shaaririk ichchhaon ko."
Mayuri ka chehra sharm aur gusse se laal ho gaya. Usne nigaahen jhuka leen.
Babaji ne narm swar mein aage kaha, "Main jaanta hoon... Aurat ka sharir bhi bhookha reh jaata hai to takleef hoti hai. Gopal ki kami hai, lekin shayad tum bhi kuch baatein khulkar nahi keh paati. Agar tum chaho... To main tumhari man ki baat sun sakta hoon. Koi dar nahi. Yahan sirf tum aur main hain... Aur Bhagwan."
Babaji ki nigaahen ab Mayuri ki chhatiyon, kamar aur god mein ghoom rahi thin. Hawa mein uttejana aur khatre ki meethi mahak phailne lagi thi.
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Stay tuned friends.
Maitri Patel.
"Haan Babaji... Saali choot dene mein kitne nakhre karti hai. Aapne to dekha hi hai uska jism... Kitna bhara-bhara, ras bhara. Itni badi-badi boblen hain uski... Uff... Unhe peene ko taras gaya hoon Babaji ji. Raat ko paas let jaati hai to bhi mud jaati hai. Man karta hai zabardasti pakad kar chod doon... Par dar lagta hai ki kahin aawaz na ho jaye. Beti jo ghar mein hai." Maitri likhit kahaani.
Gopal bak raha tha aur Babaji chupchaap sun rahe the. Unki aankhen band thin, lekin unke man mein Mayuri ka nagna, maansal sharir ghoom raha tha. Unki dhoti ke andar land phir se fadakne laga tha - mota, bhaari aur kathor.
Babaji ne dheere se muskurate hue kaha,
"Achha suno Gopal... Mere paas ek idea hai. Agar tum us par amal kar sako, to tumhari patni phir se pehle jaisi ho jayegi - tumhare liye tarasne lagi, tumhe pyaar karne lagi, aur shayad... tumhe woh sab dene lagi jo tum chahte ho."
Gopal ki aankhen chamak uthin. Nasha ek pal mein ud gaya. Woh jhukkar Babaji ke paeron ke paas baith gaya, haath jodkar.
"Babaji... Agar aap aisa chamatkar kar sakein to main zindagi bhar aapka gulaam ban kar rahoonga. Bataaiye... Kya karna hoga? Main sab kuch karne ko taiyar hoon."
Babaji man hi man vijayi muskaan liye hue the. Unka shikaar ab poori tarah phans chuka tha. Unhone dheere-dheere apni yojana batani shuru ki - chalaaki bhare shabdon mein, '. aad mein, aur purush ki kamzori ko uttejit karte hue.
Gopal sunta raha. Kabhi-kabhi uska sir hilata, kabhi "Haan Babaji" kahta. Jab Gopal chala gaya to Babaji lete gaye aur apni kismat ko sarahate hue gehri neend so gaye. Rachayita Maitri Patel hai.
Agle din dopahar.
Sooraj apni charam seema par tha. Babaji subah ke saare kaary nipaṭakar apne kamre mein Mayuri ka intezaar kar rahe the. Unhone kosh se kuch rupaye alag nikaalkar ek lifafe mein rakh liye the - hathiyar ke roop mein.
Theek 11 baje Mayuri aayi.
Usne saadhaaran sa halka sa saadi pehna tha, lekin uska bhara-bhara jism kisi bhi kapde ko chunauti de raha tha. Bhaari chhatiyaan, chaudi kamar, aur moti gaand - har kadam ke saath hil rahi thin. Kya maadak nazaara tha.
Babaji ne muskurate hue kaha, "Andar aao Mayuri... Peechhe waale kamre mein."
Mayuri bina kisi sankoch ke unke peeche chal di. Woh jaanti thi ki aisi naazuk baatein khuleaam nahin ki ja sakti.
Kamre mein ghuste hi Babaji chokdi maar kar deewan par baith gaye. Mayuri ne haath jodkar unke saamne kaaleen par paalathi maar li. Uski saadi ki pallu thodi sarak gayi thi, jisse uski gehri blouse waali chhaati ka aadha hissa dikh raha tha.
Babaji ne sabse pehle lifafa aage badhaya.
"Yeh lo Mayuri... Richa ki padhaai ke liye. Jitna chahiye, le lo."
Mayuri ki aankhen nam ho gayin. Usne haath jodkar paise liye aur turant apne blouse ke andar, chhatiyon ke beech thoos liye. Babaji ki nigaahen uski chhatiyon ki gehraai mein ghus gayin - woh lalach se bhar gayi thin.
"Dhanyavaad Babaji... Aapka yeh ehsaan main kabhi nahi bhula paungi. Main waada karti hoon, jaldi hi yeh saare paise kosh mein waapas daal doongi."
Babaji ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Koi jaldi nahi hai beti. Main to bas yahi chahta hoon ki Richa ki padhaai mein koi baadha na aaye." Sampadikaa Funlover hai.
Kuch der chuppi rahi.
Phir Mayuri ne hichkate hue, dheemi aur sharmili awaaz mein poochha,
"Aur... Babaji... Kal aap jo baat kar rahe the... Hamaare baare mein... Woh... Kya keh rahe the?"
Babaji man hi man muskuraaye. Lambe intezaar ke baad aakhir shikaar khud jaal mein kadam rakh chuka tha.
Unhone dheere se aage jhukkar, gehri aur meethi awaaz mein kaha, "Mayuri, Gopal bahut pareshan rahta hai. Woh tumse pyaar karta hai, lekin woh kehta hai ki tum use ab paas nahi aane deti. Uski shikayat hai ki tum uski ichchhaon ko thukra deti ho... Khaaskar... Shaaririk ichchhaon ko."
Mayuri ka chehra sharm aur gusse se laal ho gaya. Usne nigaahen jhuka leen.
Babaji ne narm swar mein aage kaha, "Main jaanta hoon... Aurat ka sharir bhi bhookha reh jaata hai to takleef hoti hai. Gopal ki kami hai, lekin shayad tum bhi kuch baatein khulkar nahi keh paati. Agar tum chaho... To main tumhari man ki baat sun sakta hoon. Koi dar nahi. Yahan sirf tum aur main hain... Aur Bhagwan."
Babaji ki nigaahen ab Mayuri ki chhatiyon, kamar aur god mein ghoom rahi thin. Hawa mein uttejana aur khatre ki meethi mahak phailne lagi thi.
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Stay tuned friends.
Maitri Patel.



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