Do Roop Ki Bhookh

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Raat ke barah bajne mein ab sirf kuch hi minute bache the.
Suman bed par litti hui thi. Kavita uske bagal mein, ek haath uske pet par rakhe hue. Kamre mein ab bhi us aadmi ke shareer ki khushboo bachi hui thi — pasina, thook, aur uske pani ka geela gandh jo Suman ki gaand aur janghon par sookh raha tha.
Suman ne aankhein kholi.
Ceiling ki taraf dekhte hue uske dimaag mein ek hi sawaal ghoom raha tha —
Jab main Aarav banunga, toh main kya karunga?
Kya main Kavita se poochunga ki usne kya dekha?
Kya main us aadmi ko dhoondunga?
Ya phir… main bhi wahi karunga jo usne meri is body ke saath kiya?
Dard shuru hua.
Pehle halka, phir haddi-haddi mein. Chamdi tanav mehsoos karne lagi. Suman ne daant pees liye. Kavita ne uska haath zor se pakad liya.
“Kya ho raha hai aapko?” Kavita ki awaaz mein darr tha.
Suman kuch nahi bol paayi.
Uske shareer ne jawab de diya.
Doodh dheere-dheere sankuchne lage, kamar seedhi hone lagi, aur janghon ke beech woh narmi ghatne lagi. Ek gehra, andhera sa khinchav pet ke neeche se uth kar gale tak aa gaya.
Jab dard khatam hua, toh bed par Aarav litta hua tha.
Nanga. Lund abhi bhi thoda sa geela — Suman ki gaand ka bacha hua pani uske khud ke lund par chipka hua.
Kavita ne aankhein phailayi.
Woh bed se utar kar peeche hat gayi.
“Aarav…? Aap… aap kahaan se…?”
Aarav ne dheere se uth kar apne shareer ko dekha.
Haath, seena, pet, aur neeche latakta hua lund. Sab wapas aa chuka tha. Lekin andar kuch alag tha. Ek ajeeb si khali jagah. Jaise kuch chheen liya gaya ho.
Usne Kavita ki taraf dekha.
“Woh aadmi… kahan gaya?”
Kavita ne sir hilaaya. “Chala gaya. Usne… aapse… aapki maa se…”
Aarav ne aankhein band kar li.
Uske dimaag mein Suman ke shareer ki yaadein tarotari aa rahi thin — lund ka dhakka, gaand ka phailna, Kavita ke muh ka choosna. Yeh yaadein ab uske mard shareer mein bhi zinda thin. Jaise do log ek hi dimaag mein rehte hon.
Usne dheere se kaha, “Main jaanta hoon. Sab.”
Kavita ki aankhein bhar aayi.
“Aap… gussa to nahi?”
Aarav ne uske paas jaakar uska chehra apne haathon mein liya.
“Gussa nahi. Lekin ab main samajh gaya hoon. Yeh shakti sirf maza nahi deti. Yeh le bhi leti hai.”
Usne Kavita ko apne se chipka liya.
Uske bade doodh uske seene se sat gaye. Aarav ka lund unke beech mein thoda sa uthne laga, lekin usne kuch nahi kiya. Sirf pakde raha.
Kuch der baad Kavita ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Woh aadmi phir aayega. Usne kaha tha.”
Aarav ne uske baal sehlaaye.
“Aane do. Ab main taiyaar hoon.”
Subah hone mein abhi der thi.
Aarav ne Kavita ko bed par litaya. Uske kapde nahi utaare. Sirf uske paas litte hue uska haath pakde raha.
Pehli baar usne bina kuch kiye kisi ke shareer ke itne kareeb itni der tak time bitaya.
Kavita ne uske seene par sir rakh kar kaha, “Aapki maa… raat bhar bohot dard mein thi. Lekin usne rokha nahi. Jaise… jaise woh chahti thi.”
Aarav ki aankhein khuli rahi.
Usne ceiling ko dekhte hue socha —
Suman ne rokha kyoon nahi?
Kyoonki bhook itni tez thi?
Ya kyoonki uske andar ka koi hissa chahta tha ki koi use is tarah se tod de?
Subah jab roshni aayi, toh Kavita so rahi thi.
Aarav uth kar bathroom gaya. Sheeshe ke saamne khada hokar apne aap ko dekha.
Chehra wahi tha. Lekin aankhon ke peeche woh andhera thoda aur gehra ho gaya tha.
Usne haath se apne lund ko chhua.
Ab bhi thoda sa geela.
Usne soongha.
Suman ki gaand ka swaad.
Pet ke andar ek naya tohfan utha.
Is baar woh sirf chodna nahi chahta tha.
Woh jaanna chahta tha ki us aadmi ne uski “maa” ke shareer ke saath kya-kya kiya. Har dhakka, har awaaz, har boond.
Usne phone uthaya aur Rina ko message kiya.
“Aaj shaam aa. Kavita ke saath. Dono. Aur haan… aaj main sab jaanna chahta hoon jo raat ko hua.”
Message bhejte hi usne phone rakh diya.
Bahar se building ke neeche ek awaaz aayi — kisi ke jooton ki.
Aarav ne khidki se jhaanka.
Woh aadmi wapas khada tha.
Is baar uske haath mein koi paper nahi tha.
Sirf ek chhota sa kala pouch.
Usne upar dekh kar Aarav ki nazar se nazar milayi.
Phir dheere se muskura diya.
Jaise keh raha ho —
Ab tera number hai.
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