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Chapter 29: Band Darwaze Ka Sangeet Aur Voyeuristic Yaatna
Hyderabad ke us hotel ke kamre mein AC ki thandi hawa ke baawajood meri poori peeth paseene se bheeg chuki thi.
Meri ungliyan laptop ke keyboard par tharthara rahi thiin.
Screen par time stamp ab kal raat ke gyaarah bajkar atthavan minute dikha raha tha.
Pune ke flat 903 ke corridor mein, khidki se chhankar aati chaandni ki neeli, dhundhli roshni mein Tauji ke bhaari, nange pair dheere dheere aage badh rahe the. Ve apne guest room se baahar nikal chuke the. Unke vishaal, saanvle kasrati badan par baniyan nahi thi unka chauda, jhurriyon aur sakht maanspeshiyon se bhara seena paseene se damak raha tha.
Unki manzil bilkul saaf thi.
Ve seedhe Kavya ke us be kundi, adhadhkhule master bedroom ke darwaze ki taraf badh rahe the.
He Bhagwan... yeh kya ho raha hai?
Mere halaq mein thook sookh chuka tha. Ek taraf mera dil paaglon ki tarah dhadak utha maine badhawaas hokar bistar par pade apne phone ki taraf haath badhaya ki abhi isi waqt Kavya ka number milaoon, phone ki ghanti bajakar Tauji ko rok doon...
Lekin screen ko chhoote hi meri ungli hawa mein jam gayi. Mere halaq se ek tadapti hui, laachaar ghurghurahat nikli
Are moorkh! Yeh koi live prasaran nahi hai!
Yeh to kal raat ki recording hai! Yeh sab kuch to kal raat hi ghat chuka hai... poore chaubees ghante pehle! Aaj shaam to Kavya mujhse phone par baat bhi kar chuki hai... ab phone karne se kya badlega? Ab cheekhne chillaane se kya hoga?!
Us ek bhayanak ehsaas ne meri rooh ko kampa diya. Main chahkar bhi kuch nahi kar sakta tha. Main sirf us beet chuke ateet ka ek laachaar, bandhak tamashbeen bankar reh gaya tha. Aur doosri taraf, mere dimaag ke kisi andhere, beemaar kone mein chhipa woh vikrit voyeuristic kautuhal bhi mujhe jakde hue tha. Main screen se apni nazrein hata hi nahi paa raha tha.
Tauji Kavya ke bedroom ke darwaze ke theek saamne aakar ruk gaye.
Darwaze ki neeche ki jhiri se andar ke night lamp ki halki, maddham peeli roshni corridor ke farsh par fisal rahi thi. Aur darwaze ke frame ke beech ki woh baareek si daraar saaf bata rahi thi ki palla sirf sata hua hai... andar se koi kundi nahi lagi hai.
Tauji ne apna bhaari, kaanpta hua dahina haath uthaya.
Unki khurduri ungliyan peetal ke handle par tik gayiin.
Sirf ek halka sa dabav... aur Kavya ka kamra poori tarah khul jaata.
Lekin handle ko chhoote hi Tauji achanak thithak gaye.
Chaandni ki roshni mein, camera ke angle se mujhe Tauji ke chehre ke badalte hue bhaav saaf dikhai de rahe the. Unke maathe ki nasein phool aayi thiin. Unke honth tharthara rahe the. Unki band hoti aur khulti mutthiyan saaf bayaan kar rahi thiin ki us chhappan saal ke bujurg ke seene ke andar kya bhayanak Mahabharat chal rahi hogi.
Ek taraf unka pachaas saal ka usool tha... akhaade ka brahmacharya, apne divangath bhai ke anaath bete ke prati unki wafadaari, khaandaan ki maryaada aur ek baap jaisa farz...
Aur doosri taraf... us jawaan, khoobsurat bahu ke badan ki woh nasheeli khushboo, kitchen mein abhi abhi apni ungliyon mein mehsoos hua woh pehla garam, makhmali sparsh, aur kamre ke andar us be kundi darwaze ka maun bulawa!
Ek minute... do minute...
Tauji waise hi boot bane khade rahe.
Phir, unhone ek bahut bhaari, tadapti hui saans chhodi aur aahista se apna haath handle se peeche kheench liya.
Hyderabad mein baithe baithe mere seene se ek ajeeb si saans nikli raahat ki, aur na jaane kyon... ek bahut hi gehri, chubhne wali niraasha ki bhi!
Mujhe laga ki Tauji ka zameer jeet gaya. Ve apni maryaada ko nahi tod paayenge aur chupchaap apne guest room mein laut jaayenge.
Lekin agle hi pal... screen par jo kuch hua, usne mere hosh uda diye.
Tauji peeche nahi mude.
Ve Kavya ke us band darwaze ke theek saamne, chaandni ke us neele ghere mein sthir khade rahe. Aur phir, bahut aahista se, unke dono haath unki kamar ki taraf badhe.
Unhone apni sooti dhoti ki gaanth ko chhua.
Sararr...
Dhoti ki gaanth khul gayi.
Tauji ne dono haathon se apni dhoti ko neeche sarka diya aur usse baahar nikal aaye.
Ab ve poori tarah anaavrit, nange badan khade the!
Chaandni ki neeli, dhundhli roshni mein us chhappan saal ke dehati bujurg ka nanga jism kisi praacheen, angadh kaale patthar ki vishaal moorti ki tarah chamak raha tha. Dhalti umr ke kaaran unki saanvli twacha mein kahin kahin jhurriyan aur dheelapan zaroor tha, lekin barson ke akhaade aur dand baithak ki mehnat unke badan par aaj bhi saaf jhalak rahi thi chaude, dhalvaan kandhe, seene aur baahon ki faulaadi, kasi hui maanspeshiyan.
Lekin jis ek cheez ne laptop ki screen par meri nazron ko poori tarah pathra diya... woh tha unki dono kasrati, bhaari jaanghon ke beech angaare ki tarah sulagta unka aadim, dehati lund!
Pachaas saal ke akhand brahmacharya aur akhaade ki khooraak se paka hua woh kaala saanwla lund uttejana ki aanch mein poori tarah lohe ki moosal ban chuka tha. Aath saadhe aath inch lamba, kisi gabroo jawaan ki kalai jitna mota, aur neeche se oopar tak neeli kaali ubhri hui nason ke jaal se buri tarah jakda hua! Tauji ki jaanghon ke beech latakte unke do bhaari, royendaar andkosh tanaav se khinche hue the, aur us faulaadi lund ka bhaari, phoola hua gehra jaamuni sira uski chikni supaari kaamuk tanaav ki wajah se tharthara rahi thi. Us supaari ke baareek chhed se ris ti hui kaam ras ki ek chamkeeli, chipchipi boond chaandni ki halki roshni mein kisi moti ki tarah damak rahi thi.
Androoni ghabrahat, hawas aur khauf ki wajah se Tauji ka poora jism halke halke kaanp raha tha, aur unke dil ki har tez dhadkan ke saath unka woh bhaari lund jhatke khaakar aage ki taraf fadak raha tha. Kisi aam shehri mard ke badan par aisa khoonkhar, khaalis aur maansal auzaar dekhne ki kalpana bhi nahi ki ja sakti thi. Mere apne napunsak, dheele pad chuke ang ke muqaable Tauji ka yeh kaala moosal kisi bhookhe darinde ke jabde jaisa lag raha tha.
Video mein yeh sab dekhkar meri aankhon ke aage andhera chha gaya. Mujhe apni hi aankhon par yaqeen nahi ho raha tha.
Kya Tauji sachmuch is nagna, madmast avastha mein apne is dehakte hue lund ko lekar Kavya ke kamre mein daakhil hone ja rahe the?! Kya ve meri patni ki us naazuk, reshmi choot ko apne is faulaadi auzaar se cheerne ja rahe the? Kya ve Kavya par toot padne ka itna bada juaa khelne ja rahe the?! Aakhir Tauji ko to yeh andaaza bhi nahi tha ki Kavya ke dil mein kya hai... agar yeh kadam zara bhi galat pada, to zindagi bhar ke liye khaandaan ki maryaada khaak mein mil jaayegi!
Shaayad khud ko maanasik roop se taiyaar karne ke liye, darwaze ke baahar khade nagna Tauji ne apni dono aankhein band kiin aur ek bahut gehri saans li jaise koi gotakhor kisi athaah samandar mein chhalaang lagaane se pehle apni aakhiri saans bharta hai. Unhone apne bheetar ke saare sankoch aur pachaas saal ke brahmacharya ko us raat ke sannaate mein swaaha kar diya.
Tauji ne dobaara apna haath uthaya.
Is baar unke haath mein koi jhijhak nahi thi.
Unhone Kavya ke bedroom ke peetal ke handle ko poori taaqat se neeche daba diya.
Khat...
Handle ke mudne ki woh aawaaz mere headphone mein kisi goli ki aawaaz ki tarah goonji.
Darwaza dheere dheere andar ki taraf khula.
Darwaze ki khulti hui chaukhat ke paar, kamre ke night lamp ki peeli roshni mein mujhe Kavya ka bistar dikhai diya.
Kavya karwat liye leti hui thi.
Uska munh andar deewaar ki taraf tha aur uski khoobsurat, sangmarmari peeth darwaze ki taraf. Uski lambi, gori taangein ghutnon se thodi mudi hui thiin, jisse uski aasmaani sooti nighty uske sudol, dhalvaan badan par khinch gayi thi. Uske lambe kaale baal takiye par bikharkar uski gardan aur peeth par phaile hue the. Uski aankhein band thiin, aur uski chhaati ki dheemi, laybaddh halchal se lag raha tha ki woh French brandy ke gehre nashe mein so chuki hai.
Lekin isse pehle ki main Kavya ke us madhosh badan ko aur dekh paata... Tauji ne kamre ke andar kadam rakh diya.
Unhone bahut aahista se, bina koi aawaaz kiye, apne peeche ka bhaari saagaun ka darwaza band kar liya.
Click... dhad.
Darwaza band ho gaya.
Aur us band lakdi ke palle ke peeche... Tauji aur Kavya, dono meri nazron se ojhal ho gaye!
"Nahi... nahi, nahi!"
Hyderabad ke us hotel ke kamre mein main paaglon ki tarah badbada utha. Meri ungliyan choohe ke clicker par thartharaane lagiin.
Mujhe turant bedroom ke camera ki recording file kholni thi!
Mujhe dekhna tha ki andar kya hua! Kya Tauji bistar ke paas pahunch gaye the? Kya Kavya jaag gayi thi? Kya unhone sachmuch...
Ghabrahat aur hadbadaahat mein mera haath laptop ke touchpad par buri tarah fisal raha tha. Maine do teen galat folder khol diye. Mera dil itni tez dhadak raha tha ki mujhe apni kanpatiyon mein khoon ki dhamak sunai de rahi thi. Aakhirkaar, maine apne surveillance software mein master bedroom wale camera (Cam_Bed_01) ke kal raat (26 July) wale recording folder par double click kiya.
Lekin screen par jo dikha, usne mere pairon tale zameen khiska di.
Folder poori tarah khaali tha!
Screen par laal aksharon mein ek chhota sa error chamak raha tha: "No recording found / File Missing / 0 KB"
"Kya... bakwaas hai yeh?!"
Meri cheekh hotel ke kamre mein goonj uthi.
Yeh kaise ho sakta hai?!
Maine to pichhle hafte hi poore system ko upgrade kiya tha! Wi Fi 6 ka router lagaya tha, high speed dongle liya tha... phir bedroom ke us sabse ahem hisse ki kal raat wali video recording kahan gayab ho gayi? Kya camera ki cable dheeli ho gayi thi? Kya local memory card corrupt ho gaya tha? Ya phir software ki kisi takneeki kharaabi ne bedroom ke us video ko save hi nahi kiya tha?!
Maine baar baar refresh kiya. Teen baar software ko band karke dobaara chaalu kiya.
Lekin nateeja wahi raha shunya!
Bedroom ka camera poori tarah andha saabit hua. Us band kamre ke bheetar kal raat kya ghata tha, uski ek bhi tasveer mere laptop ki screen par nahi thi!
Mere maathe se paseene ki thandi boondein tapak kar mere honthon par aa giriin.
Us waqt mere andar jo laachaari, jo gussa aur jo bechaini ubal rahi thi, use lafzon mein bayaan nahi kiya ja sakta. Mera man kar raha tha ki main apna laptop uthaakar deewaar par de maroon!
Lekin tabhi... mere kaanon mein headphone ki halki si sarsarahat aayi.
Mic!
Haan! Living room aur corridor mein laga hua high sensitive pinhole mic... uski audio recording to lagataar chaalu thi aur drive mein surakshit save ho chuki thi!
Agar main kal raat ki us anhoni ko dekh nahi sakta tha... to us band darwaze ke paar se darj hui aawaazon ko sun to sakta tha!
Maine kaanpte haathon se laptop ka volume aur headphone ka gain 100% par kar diya. Maine headphone ke dono cuppon ko apne kaanon par itni zor se daba liya ki mere kaan ke parde dard karne lage.
Baahar Pune mein baarish ki halki si ghargharāhat mic mein aa rahi thi.
Aur us band bedroom ke andar...
Sannaata.
Ekdam gehra, darawna, jaanleva sannaata.
Paanch minute beete...
Das minute...
Pandrah minute beet gaye.
Headphone mein sirf hawa ki ek halki si saayn saayn aa rahi thi. Kamre ke andar se koi aawaaz nahi aa rahi thi maano us band darwaze ke peeche zindagi thehar gayi ho. Aisa lag raha tha jaise kamre mein koi hai hi nahi.
Kya hua andar?
Kya Tauji sirf use sota hua dekhkar laut aaye hain? Kya ve bistar ke paas boot bane khade hain? Ya phir...
Bees minute ho chuke the.
Mere kaanon mein dard hone laga tha. Meri aankhein screen ke us band darwaze ko ghoor ghoor kar pathra chuki thiin. Mujhe laga ki shaayad kuch nahi hua. Shaayad Tauji ki himmat jawaab de gayi. Shaayad ve bina kuch kiye waapas...
Tabhi
Charrrr...
Bistar ke spring ki ek bahut halki si aawaaz aayi.
Aur agle hi pal, us band kamre ke sannaate ko cheerti hui Kavya ki ek teekhi, ghabraayi hui, dabi cheekh mere headphone ke dono speakeron mein dhamake ki tarah goonji
"Nahi...!"
Mere poore badan ke rongte ek jhatke mein khade ho gaye!
Mere haath se cigarette chhootkar hotel ke kaaleen par gir padi.
Kavya ki cheekh!
Woh koi saamaanya aawaaz nahi thi. Woh gehri neend se achanak chaunkkar jaagne ki, dehshat aur avishwaas se bhari ek bahut hi teekhi cheekh thi "Nahi!"
Meri saansein meri chhaati mein jam gayiin.
Kya Tauji ne zabardasti ki?!
Kya woh us par toot pade hain?! Kya woh Kavya ka bang kar rahe hain?!
Mere haath kaanpne lage. Maine badhawaas hokar apna phone uthaya. Meri ungli Kavya ke number par chali gayi. Mujhe dial karna tha! Mujhe turant security officer ko... ya Kavya ko phone karke us haiwaaniyat ko rokna tha!
Lekin meri ungli screen par jaakar jam gayi.
Mere halaq se ek tadapti hui, laachaar ghurghurahat nikli He Bhagwan... main kise phone kar raha hoon?! Yeh koi live nahi hai! Yeh to kal raat ki recording hai! Yeh jo kuch bhi hua... woh kal raat isi waqt ghat chuka hai! Aaj subah Kavya ne mera phone nahi uthaya tha, aur aaj shaam usne rote hue mujhse phone par baat ki thi... yeh sab to kal hi ho chuka hai! Ab phone karne ka koi faayda nahi... main chaubees ghante late hoon! Main apni hi biwi ki barbaadi ko chaubees ghante baad dekhne wala bebas napunsak hoon!
Us bhayanak laachaari ne mere fephadon se hawa kheench li.
Aur phir... us ek cheekh ke baad... kamre mein dobaara sannaata chha gaya tha.
Ek minute beeta... do minute...
Teen minute... chaar minute...
Paanch minute tak koi doosri cheekh nahi aayi!
Kavya ne dobaara madad ke liye nahi pukaara. Koi rone ki aawaaz nahi aayi. Koi haathaapaayi ya bartan girne ka shor nahi hua.
Kamra phir se usi gehre, rahasyamayi sannaate mein doob gaya.
Agar zabardasti ho rahi hoti... to Kavya dobaara kyon nahi chillaayi?
Woh bhaagi kyon nahi? Usne darwaza kholkar baahar ki taraf daud kyon nahi lagaayi?
Main paaglon ki tarah headphone ko kaanon par bheenchte raha. Meri aankhon ke aage andhera chha raha tha.
Aur phir... qareeb chheh minute baad...
Headphone ke speakeron mein ek bahut hi ajeeb, dheemi aur bhaari aawaaz ubharne lagi.
Sararr... khurr...
Sooti chaadaron ke aapas mein ragadne ki aawaaz.
Kisi bhaari, kasrati mard ke gehre, ukhde hue haanphne ki aawaaz hoon... foon...
Woh Tauji ki bhaari saansein thiin. Kisi akhaade ke thake hue pehalwaan ki tarah, jo kisi bahut hi kathin daanv mein apni poori jaan jhonk raha ho.
Aur un bhaari saanson ke beech...
Ek bahut hi dheemi, reshmi, kampkampaati hui siskaari ubhri.
"Uff... aa... Tauji..."
Woh Kavya ki aawaaz thi.
Lekin us aawaaz mein woh pehle wala khauf nahi tha. Woh koi dard ya cheekh nahi thi.
Woh ek aisi bheegi hui, madhosh aur tooti hui siskaari thi jo kisi bhi mard ke jism mein aag laga dene ke liye kaafi thi!
Mere dimaag ki nasein ek jhatke mein sunn pad gayiin.
Yeh... yeh kya hai?!
Agle das se pandrah minute tak, mere headphone mein jo aawaazein goonjti rahiin, ve kisi bhi pati ke wajood ko raakh kar dene ke liye kaafi thiin.
Woh koi cheekh pukaar nahi thi. Woh do nange, paseene se tarbatar badan ke aapas mein takraane aur teevra gharshan ki ek laybaddh, aadim thapak thi thap... thap... satt... thap...
Gadde aur bistar ke bhaari spring us vishaal pehalwaan ke har teevra jhatke aur dabav ke saath charmara rahe the charr... charam... charr...
Chaadaron ki geeli, nasheeli sarsarahat, Tauji ke halaq se nikalti bhaari, gehri mardaani gurraahat, aur un sabke oopar chhaayi hui Kavya ki woh beqaaboo, sulagti hui kaamuk siskaariyan aur tooti hui pukaarein!
"Uff... aaah... Tauji..." Kavya ki bheegi, madhosh fusfusaahat us band kamre ki deewaar se takraakar mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi, "Rukiye... uff... bahut tez hai... aahh... aise... nahi... mat rukiye... uff..."
Aur jawaab mein Tauji ki woh bhaari, haanphti hui dehati aawaaz:
"Bahu... uff... tu kitni naram hai... aise hi bheenchte rakh mujhe... uff..."
Kavya ke munh se nikalne wali ek ek kaanpti siskaari, uska woh haanphna, aur jaanghon ke us teevra, lagataar gharshan ke har teekhe thapede ke saath uski chhaati se chhoot ti woh madhosh karaahein
"Aahh... mmm... uff... Tauji...!"
Shaadi ke paanch saalon mein maine Kavya ke munh se aisi aawaazein kabhi nahi suni thiin!
Mere saath bistar par Kavya hamesha ek shaant, sankochi aur maryaada mein bandhi patni ki tarah pesh aati thi. Woh kabhi itni khulkar, itni bebaaki se apni deh ko kisi ke hawaale nahi kar paayi thi. Lekin aaj raat... us band kamre mein, us chhappan saal ke dehati bujurg ke faulaadi badan ke dabav mein, meri patni ke andar ki woh saari maryaada, woh saara sankoch jaise kisi ufhanti nadi mein beh gaya tha!
Woh aawaazein kisi kaamuk, jaanleva symphony ki tarah us raat ke sannaate mein tair rahi thiin.
Maans se maans ke takraane ki woh tez thapak thap thap thap thap! Tauji ke haanphne ki aawaaz kisi bhookhe sher jaisi ho chuki thi, jo apni poori taaqat jhonkkar apni barson ki pyaas bujha raha ho.
Ek aisa nasheela, zehreela 'sangeet'... jo mere kaanon mein pighle hue seese ki tarah utar raha tha.
Ek taraf meri mardaangi ki woh sharmnaak, laachaar maut thi... main apne hi bistar par, apni hi biwi ko kisi doosre mard ke badan ke saath is qadar pighalte aur beqaaboo sukh paate hue sun raha tha...
Aur doosri taraf... mere jism mein daudta woh khaufnaak, beemaar voyeuristic nasha!
Meri saansein ukhad chuki thiin. Mera poora badan paseene mein nahaaya hua tha. Main headphone ko kaanon se hataana chahta tha, lekin meri ungliyan jaise patthar ki ho chuki thiin. Main us yaatna ke ek ek pal ko, us nasheele zeher ki ek ek boond ko apne halaq se neeche utaar raha tha.
Qareeb pandrah minute tak woh madhosh, toofaani aandhi chalti rahi.
Aur phir... gharshan aur thapkon ki raftaar achanak bijli jaisi tez hui, aur Kavya ke gale se ek bahut hi teekhi, lambi, kampkampi bhari siskaari chhooti
"Aaaah... Tauji... aaaaah!"
Aur theek usi pal, Tauji ke halaq se ek gehri, bharraayi hui aadim dahaad nikli "Uff... bahu...!"
Ek aisa charam, visphotak climax... jiski goonj us poore flat ke sannaate ko tharthara gayi.
Uske baad...
Kamre mein sab kuch shaant ho gaya.
Sirf dono ke tezi se phoolte pichakte seene, paseene se chipke badan aur ukhdi hui saanson ki halki si ghargharāhat sunai de rahi thi.
Main Hyderabad ke us bistar par bejaan putle ki tarah baitha raha. Meri aankhein khuli thiin, lekin mujhe kuch dikhai nahi de raha tha. Mera dimaag poori tarah sunn ho chuka tha.
Sab khatam ho gaya...
Kavya ab sirf meri nahi rahi... Tauji ne meri gair haaziri mein meri patni ko apna bana liya...
Qareeb paanch minute beet gaye.
Achanak, headphone mein kundi ke ghoomne ki halki si aawaaz aayi.
Charrrr...
Master bedroom ka bhaari lakdi ka darwaza dheere se khula.
Screen par meri pathraayi hui nazrein daud gayiin.
Kamre se... Tauji baahar nikal rahe the.
Ve ab bhi bilkul nange badan the. Unka woh bhaari, kasrati paurush, jo charam skhalan aur sambhog ke baad ab shaant aur shithil pad chuka tha, unki jaanghon ke beech bhaareepan se jhool raha tha. Khidki se aati chaandni ki neeli roshni mein us saanvle auzaar ka sira Kavya ke badan ke kaamuk ras aur gaadhe veerya ki chiknaayi se bheega hua damak raha tha, aur unki bheetri jaanghon par bhi us geelepan ki lakeerein saaf chamak rahi thiin.
Tauji ne darwaze ki chaukhat ke paas farsh par padi apni dhoti ko dono haathon se hadbadaahat mein uthaya aur use apni kamar par lapetne lage. Chaandni ki roshni mein unka saanvla, paseene se tarbatar chehra saaf dikhai de rahe tha.
Unke chehre par ek aisa ajeeb, khaufnaak dwandwa tha jise dekhkar koi bhi sihar jaaye.
Unki aankhon mein gehra pashchaataap, aatm glaani aur sharmindagi ka bhaari bojh tha... lekin usi chehre ki lakeeron mein ek bahut hi gehri, tript aur shaant mardaani santushti bhi jhalak rahi thi!
Jaise kisi bhookhe sher ne barson baad apni pyaas bujhaayi ho, aur ab us shikaar ke baad khud apni hi nazron mein gir gaya ho.
Tauji ne ek baar bhi peeche mudkar nahi dekha. Jaate waqt ke muqaable ab unke kadam bahut tez the ve ladkhadaate kadmon se tezi se seedhe apne guest room ki taraf badh gaye aur unhone andar jaakar apna darwaza band kar liya.
Dhad...
Hall mein phir se sannaata chha gaya.
Lekin abhi yeh raat khatam nahi hui thi.
Tauji ke jaane ke theek do minute baad... master bedroom ka darwaza dobaara khula.
Aur is baar... Kavya baahar nikli.
Use dekhkar mere seene ka khoon jaise baraf ban gaya.
Kavya ki woh aasmaani sooti nighty buri tarah silwaton se bhari aur ast vyast thi. Uski nighty ka chauda gala aage se khinchkar ek taraf jhuka hua tha, jiske neeche bra nadaarad thi aur uski dono bhaari choochiyon ke ubhre hue, sakht laal nipple patle sooti kapde ke aar paar saaf ubhar rahe the. Uski gardan aur chhaati par Tauji ke khurdure honthon aur moonchhon ki ragad ke laal gulaabi nishaan chhape the, uske ghane baal bikhre hue the aur gaalon par climax ke paseene ki baareek boondein chamak rahi thiin.
Lekin sabse zyaada jis cheez ne mera dil dehla diya... woh tha Kavya ka dahina haath.
Kavya ne apne dahine haath mein wet wipes (geele tissue) ka ek guchha thaam rakha tha.
Aur woh apni nighty ke dheele ghere ke neeche, apni dono kaanpti jaanghon ke beech us geele tissue ko kaskar dabaaye hue, jaanghon par phaile Tauji ke gaadhe veerya aur kaam ras ke chipchipepan ko ponchhte hue bahut dheeme, bheenchte hue kadmon se common bathroom ki taraf badh rahi thi!
Uski dono jaanghein aapas mein sati hui thiin, aur uske chalne ke andaaz mein ek aisi ladkhadaahat, sankoch aur lachak thi jo us aurat ki chaal mein aati hai jiske badan par abhi abhi kisi taaqatwar mard ke aadim paurush ka toofaani jwaar chhoota ho!
Woh nazrein neeche jhukaaye, bilkul khaamosh, apne pairon ko ghaseetti hui bathroom ke andar daakhil hui aur usne andar se chhitkani chadha di
Khattha!
Screen par ab sirf khaali, sunsaan corridor tha.
Hyderabad ke us hotel ke kamre mein mere kaanon se headphone apne aap fisal kar kaaleen par gir pada.
Meri hatheliyan thandi pad chuki thiin.
Main dheere dheere peeche ki taraf dheh gaya aur hotel ke bistar par peeth ke bal gir pada.
Meri nazrein kamre ki safed ceiling ko ghoor rahi thiin.
Mere dimaag mein sirf wahi aawaazein goonj rahi thiin... Tauji ki woh bhaari saansein, Kavya ka woh madhosh haanphna, aur phir woh geele tissue se khud ko saaf karti hui meri patni ki ladkhadaati chaal!
Kya Tauji ne sachmuch Kavya ke badan ko bhed diya tha?
Kya meri patni ki pavitrata, uski woh sanskaari maryaada hamesha ke liye mit chuki thi?
Jab tak main apni in aankhon se us bedroom ke bheetar ka ek ek second nahi dekh leta... jab tak mujhe yeh pata nahi chal jaata ki us band darwaze ke peeche sachmuch kya hua tha... tab tak meri rooh ko sukoon nahi mil sakta tha.
Mujhe woh bedroom ka video kisi bhi qeemat par chahiye tha.
Kaanpte haathon se, maine bistar ke paas pada apna phone uthaya aur us surveillance dealer ka number talaashne laga jisne mujhe yeh camera beche the...
Chaahe raat ke do baje hon ya teen... mujhe yeh sach jaanna hi tha!
Hyderabad ke us hotel ke kamre mein AC ki thandi hawa ke baawajood meri poori peeth paseene se bheeg chuki thi.
Meri ungliyan laptop ke keyboard par tharthara rahi thiin.
Screen par time stamp ab kal raat ke gyaarah bajkar atthavan minute dikha raha tha.
Pune ke flat 903 ke corridor mein, khidki se chhankar aati chaandni ki neeli, dhundhli roshni mein Tauji ke bhaari, nange pair dheere dheere aage badh rahe the. Ve apne guest room se baahar nikal chuke the. Unke vishaal, saanvle kasrati badan par baniyan nahi thi unka chauda, jhurriyon aur sakht maanspeshiyon se bhara seena paseene se damak raha tha.
Unki manzil bilkul saaf thi.
Ve seedhe Kavya ke us be kundi, adhadhkhule master bedroom ke darwaze ki taraf badh rahe the.
He Bhagwan... yeh kya ho raha hai?
Mere halaq mein thook sookh chuka tha. Ek taraf mera dil paaglon ki tarah dhadak utha maine badhawaas hokar bistar par pade apne phone ki taraf haath badhaya ki abhi isi waqt Kavya ka number milaoon, phone ki ghanti bajakar Tauji ko rok doon...
Lekin screen ko chhoote hi meri ungli hawa mein jam gayi. Mere halaq se ek tadapti hui, laachaar ghurghurahat nikli
Are moorkh! Yeh koi live prasaran nahi hai!
Yeh to kal raat ki recording hai! Yeh sab kuch to kal raat hi ghat chuka hai... poore chaubees ghante pehle! Aaj shaam to Kavya mujhse phone par baat bhi kar chuki hai... ab phone karne se kya badlega? Ab cheekhne chillaane se kya hoga?!
Us ek bhayanak ehsaas ne meri rooh ko kampa diya. Main chahkar bhi kuch nahi kar sakta tha. Main sirf us beet chuke ateet ka ek laachaar, bandhak tamashbeen bankar reh gaya tha. Aur doosri taraf, mere dimaag ke kisi andhere, beemaar kone mein chhipa woh vikrit voyeuristic kautuhal bhi mujhe jakde hue tha. Main screen se apni nazrein hata hi nahi paa raha tha.
Tauji Kavya ke bedroom ke darwaze ke theek saamne aakar ruk gaye.
Darwaze ki neeche ki jhiri se andar ke night lamp ki halki, maddham peeli roshni corridor ke farsh par fisal rahi thi. Aur darwaze ke frame ke beech ki woh baareek si daraar saaf bata rahi thi ki palla sirf sata hua hai... andar se koi kundi nahi lagi hai.
Tauji ne apna bhaari, kaanpta hua dahina haath uthaya.
Unki khurduri ungliyan peetal ke handle par tik gayiin.
Sirf ek halka sa dabav... aur Kavya ka kamra poori tarah khul jaata.
Lekin handle ko chhoote hi Tauji achanak thithak gaye.
Chaandni ki roshni mein, camera ke angle se mujhe Tauji ke chehre ke badalte hue bhaav saaf dikhai de rahe the. Unke maathe ki nasein phool aayi thiin. Unke honth tharthara rahe the. Unki band hoti aur khulti mutthiyan saaf bayaan kar rahi thiin ki us chhappan saal ke bujurg ke seene ke andar kya bhayanak Mahabharat chal rahi hogi.
Ek taraf unka pachaas saal ka usool tha... akhaade ka brahmacharya, apne divangath bhai ke anaath bete ke prati unki wafadaari, khaandaan ki maryaada aur ek baap jaisa farz...
Aur doosri taraf... us jawaan, khoobsurat bahu ke badan ki woh nasheeli khushboo, kitchen mein abhi abhi apni ungliyon mein mehsoos hua woh pehla garam, makhmali sparsh, aur kamre ke andar us be kundi darwaze ka maun bulawa!
Ek minute... do minute...
Tauji waise hi boot bane khade rahe.
Phir, unhone ek bahut bhaari, tadapti hui saans chhodi aur aahista se apna haath handle se peeche kheench liya.
Hyderabad mein baithe baithe mere seene se ek ajeeb si saans nikli raahat ki, aur na jaane kyon... ek bahut hi gehri, chubhne wali niraasha ki bhi!
Mujhe laga ki Tauji ka zameer jeet gaya. Ve apni maryaada ko nahi tod paayenge aur chupchaap apne guest room mein laut jaayenge.
Lekin agle hi pal... screen par jo kuch hua, usne mere hosh uda diye.
Tauji peeche nahi mude.
Ve Kavya ke us band darwaze ke theek saamne, chaandni ke us neele ghere mein sthir khade rahe. Aur phir, bahut aahista se, unke dono haath unki kamar ki taraf badhe.
Unhone apni sooti dhoti ki gaanth ko chhua.
Sararr...
Dhoti ki gaanth khul gayi.
Tauji ne dono haathon se apni dhoti ko neeche sarka diya aur usse baahar nikal aaye.
Ab ve poori tarah anaavrit, nange badan khade the!
Chaandni ki neeli, dhundhli roshni mein us chhappan saal ke dehati bujurg ka nanga jism kisi praacheen, angadh kaale patthar ki vishaal moorti ki tarah chamak raha tha. Dhalti umr ke kaaran unki saanvli twacha mein kahin kahin jhurriyan aur dheelapan zaroor tha, lekin barson ke akhaade aur dand baithak ki mehnat unke badan par aaj bhi saaf jhalak rahi thi chaude, dhalvaan kandhe, seene aur baahon ki faulaadi, kasi hui maanspeshiyan.
Lekin jis ek cheez ne laptop ki screen par meri nazron ko poori tarah pathra diya... woh tha unki dono kasrati, bhaari jaanghon ke beech angaare ki tarah sulagta unka aadim, dehati lund!
Pachaas saal ke akhand brahmacharya aur akhaade ki khooraak se paka hua woh kaala saanwla lund uttejana ki aanch mein poori tarah lohe ki moosal ban chuka tha. Aath saadhe aath inch lamba, kisi gabroo jawaan ki kalai jitna mota, aur neeche se oopar tak neeli kaali ubhri hui nason ke jaal se buri tarah jakda hua! Tauji ki jaanghon ke beech latakte unke do bhaari, royendaar andkosh tanaav se khinche hue the, aur us faulaadi lund ka bhaari, phoola hua gehra jaamuni sira uski chikni supaari kaamuk tanaav ki wajah se tharthara rahi thi. Us supaari ke baareek chhed se ris ti hui kaam ras ki ek chamkeeli, chipchipi boond chaandni ki halki roshni mein kisi moti ki tarah damak rahi thi.
Androoni ghabrahat, hawas aur khauf ki wajah se Tauji ka poora jism halke halke kaanp raha tha, aur unke dil ki har tez dhadkan ke saath unka woh bhaari lund jhatke khaakar aage ki taraf fadak raha tha. Kisi aam shehri mard ke badan par aisa khoonkhar, khaalis aur maansal auzaar dekhne ki kalpana bhi nahi ki ja sakti thi. Mere apne napunsak, dheele pad chuke ang ke muqaable Tauji ka yeh kaala moosal kisi bhookhe darinde ke jabde jaisa lag raha tha.
Video mein yeh sab dekhkar meri aankhon ke aage andhera chha gaya. Mujhe apni hi aankhon par yaqeen nahi ho raha tha.
Kya Tauji sachmuch is nagna, madmast avastha mein apne is dehakte hue lund ko lekar Kavya ke kamre mein daakhil hone ja rahe the?! Kya ve meri patni ki us naazuk, reshmi choot ko apne is faulaadi auzaar se cheerne ja rahe the? Kya ve Kavya par toot padne ka itna bada juaa khelne ja rahe the?! Aakhir Tauji ko to yeh andaaza bhi nahi tha ki Kavya ke dil mein kya hai... agar yeh kadam zara bhi galat pada, to zindagi bhar ke liye khaandaan ki maryaada khaak mein mil jaayegi!
Shaayad khud ko maanasik roop se taiyaar karne ke liye, darwaze ke baahar khade nagna Tauji ne apni dono aankhein band kiin aur ek bahut gehri saans li jaise koi gotakhor kisi athaah samandar mein chhalaang lagaane se pehle apni aakhiri saans bharta hai. Unhone apne bheetar ke saare sankoch aur pachaas saal ke brahmacharya ko us raat ke sannaate mein swaaha kar diya.
Tauji ne dobaara apna haath uthaya.
Is baar unke haath mein koi jhijhak nahi thi.
Unhone Kavya ke bedroom ke peetal ke handle ko poori taaqat se neeche daba diya.
Khat...
Handle ke mudne ki woh aawaaz mere headphone mein kisi goli ki aawaaz ki tarah goonji.
Darwaza dheere dheere andar ki taraf khula.
Darwaze ki khulti hui chaukhat ke paar, kamre ke night lamp ki peeli roshni mein mujhe Kavya ka bistar dikhai diya.
Kavya karwat liye leti hui thi.
Uska munh andar deewaar ki taraf tha aur uski khoobsurat, sangmarmari peeth darwaze ki taraf. Uski lambi, gori taangein ghutnon se thodi mudi hui thiin, jisse uski aasmaani sooti nighty uske sudol, dhalvaan badan par khinch gayi thi. Uske lambe kaale baal takiye par bikharkar uski gardan aur peeth par phaile hue the. Uski aankhein band thiin, aur uski chhaati ki dheemi, laybaddh halchal se lag raha tha ki woh French brandy ke gehre nashe mein so chuki hai.
Lekin isse pehle ki main Kavya ke us madhosh badan ko aur dekh paata... Tauji ne kamre ke andar kadam rakh diya.
Unhone bahut aahista se, bina koi aawaaz kiye, apne peeche ka bhaari saagaun ka darwaza band kar liya.
Click... dhad.
Darwaza band ho gaya.
Aur us band lakdi ke palle ke peeche... Tauji aur Kavya, dono meri nazron se ojhal ho gaye!
"Nahi... nahi, nahi!"
Hyderabad ke us hotel ke kamre mein main paaglon ki tarah badbada utha. Meri ungliyan choohe ke clicker par thartharaane lagiin.
Mujhe turant bedroom ke camera ki recording file kholni thi!
Mujhe dekhna tha ki andar kya hua! Kya Tauji bistar ke paas pahunch gaye the? Kya Kavya jaag gayi thi? Kya unhone sachmuch...
Ghabrahat aur hadbadaahat mein mera haath laptop ke touchpad par buri tarah fisal raha tha. Maine do teen galat folder khol diye. Mera dil itni tez dhadak raha tha ki mujhe apni kanpatiyon mein khoon ki dhamak sunai de rahi thi. Aakhirkaar, maine apne surveillance software mein master bedroom wale camera (Cam_Bed_01) ke kal raat (26 July) wale recording folder par double click kiya.
Lekin screen par jo dikha, usne mere pairon tale zameen khiska di.
Folder poori tarah khaali tha!
Screen par laal aksharon mein ek chhota sa error chamak raha tha: "No recording found / File Missing / 0 KB"
"Kya... bakwaas hai yeh?!"
Meri cheekh hotel ke kamre mein goonj uthi.
Yeh kaise ho sakta hai?!
Maine to pichhle hafte hi poore system ko upgrade kiya tha! Wi Fi 6 ka router lagaya tha, high speed dongle liya tha... phir bedroom ke us sabse ahem hisse ki kal raat wali video recording kahan gayab ho gayi? Kya camera ki cable dheeli ho gayi thi? Kya local memory card corrupt ho gaya tha? Ya phir software ki kisi takneeki kharaabi ne bedroom ke us video ko save hi nahi kiya tha?!
Maine baar baar refresh kiya. Teen baar software ko band karke dobaara chaalu kiya.
Lekin nateeja wahi raha shunya!
Bedroom ka camera poori tarah andha saabit hua. Us band kamre ke bheetar kal raat kya ghata tha, uski ek bhi tasveer mere laptop ki screen par nahi thi!
Mere maathe se paseene ki thandi boondein tapak kar mere honthon par aa giriin.
Us waqt mere andar jo laachaari, jo gussa aur jo bechaini ubal rahi thi, use lafzon mein bayaan nahi kiya ja sakta. Mera man kar raha tha ki main apna laptop uthaakar deewaar par de maroon!
Lekin tabhi... mere kaanon mein headphone ki halki si sarsarahat aayi.
Mic!
Haan! Living room aur corridor mein laga hua high sensitive pinhole mic... uski audio recording to lagataar chaalu thi aur drive mein surakshit save ho chuki thi!
Agar main kal raat ki us anhoni ko dekh nahi sakta tha... to us band darwaze ke paar se darj hui aawaazon ko sun to sakta tha!
Maine kaanpte haathon se laptop ka volume aur headphone ka gain 100% par kar diya. Maine headphone ke dono cuppon ko apne kaanon par itni zor se daba liya ki mere kaan ke parde dard karne lage.
Baahar Pune mein baarish ki halki si ghargharāhat mic mein aa rahi thi.
Aur us band bedroom ke andar...
Sannaata.
Ekdam gehra, darawna, jaanleva sannaata.
Paanch minute beete...
Das minute...
Pandrah minute beet gaye.
Headphone mein sirf hawa ki ek halki si saayn saayn aa rahi thi. Kamre ke andar se koi aawaaz nahi aa rahi thi maano us band darwaze ke peeche zindagi thehar gayi ho. Aisa lag raha tha jaise kamre mein koi hai hi nahi.
Kya hua andar?
Kya Tauji sirf use sota hua dekhkar laut aaye hain? Kya ve bistar ke paas boot bane khade hain? Ya phir...
Bees minute ho chuke the.
Mere kaanon mein dard hone laga tha. Meri aankhein screen ke us band darwaze ko ghoor ghoor kar pathra chuki thiin. Mujhe laga ki shaayad kuch nahi hua. Shaayad Tauji ki himmat jawaab de gayi. Shaayad ve bina kuch kiye waapas...
Tabhi
Charrrr...
Bistar ke spring ki ek bahut halki si aawaaz aayi.
Aur agle hi pal, us band kamre ke sannaate ko cheerti hui Kavya ki ek teekhi, ghabraayi hui, dabi cheekh mere headphone ke dono speakeron mein dhamake ki tarah goonji
"Nahi...!"
Mere poore badan ke rongte ek jhatke mein khade ho gaye!
Mere haath se cigarette chhootkar hotel ke kaaleen par gir padi.
Kavya ki cheekh!
Woh koi saamaanya aawaaz nahi thi. Woh gehri neend se achanak chaunkkar jaagne ki, dehshat aur avishwaas se bhari ek bahut hi teekhi cheekh thi "Nahi!"
Meri saansein meri chhaati mein jam gayiin.
Kya Tauji ne zabardasti ki?!
Kya woh us par toot pade hain?! Kya woh Kavya ka bang kar rahe hain?!
Mere haath kaanpne lage. Maine badhawaas hokar apna phone uthaya. Meri ungli Kavya ke number par chali gayi. Mujhe dial karna tha! Mujhe turant security officer ko... ya Kavya ko phone karke us haiwaaniyat ko rokna tha!
Lekin meri ungli screen par jaakar jam gayi.
Mere halaq se ek tadapti hui, laachaar ghurghurahat nikli He Bhagwan... main kise phone kar raha hoon?! Yeh koi live nahi hai! Yeh to kal raat ki recording hai! Yeh jo kuch bhi hua... woh kal raat isi waqt ghat chuka hai! Aaj subah Kavya ne mera phone nahi uthaya tha, aur aaj shaam usne rote hue mujhse phone par baat ki thi... yeh sab to kal hi ho chuka hai! Ab phone karne ka koi faayda nahi... main chaubees ghante late hoon! Main apni hi biwi ki barbaadi ko chaubees ghante baad dekhne wala bebas napunsak hoon!
Us bhayanak laachaari ne mere fephadon se hawa kheench li.
Aur phir... us ek cheekh ke baad... kamre mein dobaara sannaata chha gaya tha.
Ek minute beeta... do minute...
Teen minute... chaar minute...
Paanch minute tak koi doosri cheekh nahi aayi!
Kavya ne dobaara madad ke liye nahi pukaara. Koi rone ki aawaaz nahi aayi. Koi haathaapaayi ya bartan girne ka shor nahi hua.
Kamra phir se usi gehre, rahasyamayi sannaate mein doob gaya.
Agar zabardasti ho rahi hoti... to Kavya dobaara kyon nahi chillaayi?
Woh bhaagi kyon nahi? Usne darwaza kholkar baahar ki taraf daud kyon nahi lagaayi?
Main paaglon ki tarah headphone ko kaanon par bheenchte raha. Meri aankhon ke aage andhera chha raha tha.
Aur phir... qareeb chheh minute baad...
Headphone ke speakeron mein ek bahut hi ajeeb, dheemi aur bhaari aawaaz ubharne lagi.
Sararr... khurr...
Sooti chaadaron ke aapas mein ragadne ki aawaaz.
Kisi bhaari, kasrati mard ke gehre, ukhde hue haanphne ki aawaaz hoon... foon...
Woh Tauji ki bhaari saansein thiin. Kisi akhaade ke thake hue pehalwaan ki tarah, jo kisi bahut hi kathin daanv mein apni poori jaan jhonk raha ho.
Aur un bhaari saanson ke beech...
Ek bahut hi dheemi, reshmi, kampkampaati hui siskaari ubhri.
"Uff... aa... Tauji..."
Woh Kavya ki aawaaz thi.
Lekin us aawaaz mein woh pehle wala khauf nahi tha. Woh koi dard ya cheekh nahi thi.
Woh ek aisi bheegi hui, madhosh aur tooti hui siskaari thi jo kisi bhi mard ke jism mein aag laga dene ke liye kaafi thi!
Mere dimaag ki nasein ek jhatke mein sunn pad gayiin.
Yeh... yeh kya hai?!
Agle das se pandrah minute tak, mere headphone mein jo aawaazein goonjti rahiin, ve kisi bhi pati ke wajood ko raakh kar dene ke liye kaafi thiin.
Woh koi cheekh pukaar nahi thi. Woh do nange, paseene se tarbatar badan ke aapas mein takraane aur teevra gharshan ki ek laybaddh, aadim thapak thi thap... thap... satt... thap...
Gadde aur bistar ke bhaari spring us vishaal pehalwaan ke har teevra jhatke aur dabav ke saath charmara rahe the charr... charam... charr...
Chaadaron ki geeli, nasheeli sarsarahat, Tauji ke halaq se nikalti bhaari, gehri mardaani gurraahat, aur un sabke oopar chhaayi hui Kavya ki woh beqaaboo, sulagti hui kaamuk siskaariyan aur tooti hui pukaarein!
"Uff... aaah... Tauji..." Kavya ki bheegi, madhosh fusfusaahat us band kamre ki deewaar se takraakar mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi, "Rukiye... uff... bahut tez hai... aahh... aise... nahi... mat rukiye... uff..."
Aur jawaab mein Tauji ki woh bhaari, haanphti hui dehati aawaaz:
"Bahu... uff... tu kitni naram hai... aise hi bheenchte rakh mujhe... uff..."
Kavya ke munh se nikalne wali ek ek kaanpti siskaari, uska woh haanphna, aur jaanghon ke us teevra, lagataar gharshan ke har teekhe thapede ke saath uski chhaati se chhoot ti woh madhosh karaahein
"Aahh... mmm... uff... Tauji...!"
Shaadi ke paanch saalon mein maine Kavya ke munh se aisi aawaazein kabhi nahi suni thiin!
Mere saath bistar par Kavya hamesha ek shaant, sankochi aur maryaada mein bandhi patni ki tarah pesh aati thi. Woh kabhi itni khulkar, itni bebaaki se apni deh ko kisi ke hawaale nahi kar paayi thi. Lekin aaj raat... us band kamre mein, us chhappan saal ke dehati bujurg ke faulaadi badan ke dabav mein, meri patni ke andar ki woh saari maryaada, woh saara sankoch jaise kisi ufhanti nadi mein beh gaya tha!
Woh aawaazein kisi kaamuk, jaanleva symphony ki tarah us raat ke sannaate mein tair rahi thiin.
Maans se maans ke takraane ki woh tez thapak thap thap thap thap! Tauji ke haanphne ki aawaaz kisi bhookhe sher jaisi ho chuki thi, jo apni poori taaqat jhonkkar apni barson ki pyaas bujha raha ho.
Ek aisa nasheela, zehreela 'sangeet'... jo mere kaanon mein pighle hue seese ki tarah utar raha tha.
Ek taraf meri mardaangi ki woh sharmnaak, laachaar maut thi... main apne hi bistar par, apni hi biwi ko kisi doosre mard ke badan ke saath is qadar pighalte aur beqaaboo sukh paate hue sun raha tha...
Aur doosri taraf... mere jism mein daudta woh khaufnaak, beemaar voyeuristic nasha!
Meri saansein ukhad chuki thiin. Mera poora badan paseene mein nahaaya hua tha. Main headphone ko kaanon se hataana chahta tha, lekin meri ungliyan jaise patthar ki ho chuki thiin. Main us yaatna ke ek ek pal ko, us nasheele zeher ki ek ek boond ko apne halaq se neeche utaar raha tha.
Qareeb pandrah minute tak woh madhosh, toofaani aandhi chalti rahi.
Aur phir... gharshan aur thapkon ki raftaar achanak bijli jaisi tez hui, aur Kavya ke gale se ek bahut hi teekhi, lambi, kampkampi bhari siskaari chhooti
"Aaaah... Tauji... aaaaah!"
Aur theek usi pal, Tauji ke halaq se ek gehri, bharraayi hui aadim dahaad nikli "Uff... bahu...!"
Ek aisa charam, visphotak climax... jiski goonj us poore flat ke sannaate ko tharthara gayi.
Uske baad...
Kamre mein sab kuch shaant ho gaya.
Sirf dono ke tezi se phoolte pichakte seene, paseene se chipke badan aur ukhdi hui saanson ki halki si ghargharāhat sunai de rahi thi.
Main Hyderabad ke us bistar par bejaan putle ki tarah baitha raha. Meri aankhein khuli thiin, lekin mujhe kuch dikhai nahi de raha tha. Mera dimaag poori tarah sunn ho chuka tha.
Sab khatam ho gaya...
Kavya ab sirf meri nahi rahi... Tauji ne meri gair haaziri mein meri patni ko apna bana liya...
Qareeb paanch minute beet gaye.
Achanak, headphone mein kundi ke ghoomne ki halki si aawaaz aayi.
Charrrr...
Master bedroom ka bhaari lakdi ka darwaza dheere se khula.
Screen par meri pathraayi hui nazrein daud gayiin.
Kamre se... Tauji baahar nikal rahe the.
Ve ab bhi bilkul nange badan the. Unka woh bhaari, kasrati paurush, jo charam skhalan aur sambhog ke baad ab shaant aur shithil pad chuka tha, unki jaanghon ke beech bhaareepan se jhool raha tha. Khidki se aati chaandni ki neeli roshni mein us saanvle auzaar ka sira Kavya ke badan ke kaamuk ras aur gaadhe veerya ki chiknaayi se bheega hua damak raha tha, aur unki bheetri jaanghon par bhi us geelepan ki lakeerein saaf chamak rahi thiin.
Tauji ne darwaze ki chaukhat ke paas farsh par padi apni dhoti ko dono haathon se hadbadaahat mein uthaya aur use apni kamar par lapetne lage. Chaandni ki roshni mein unka saanvla, paseene se tarbatar chehra saaf dikhai de rahe tha.
Unke chehre par ek aisa ajeeb, khaufnaak dwandwa tha jise dekhkar koi bhi sihar jaaye.
Unki aankhon mein gehra pashchaataap, aatm glaani aur sharmindagi ka bhaari bojh tha... lekin usi chehre ki lakeeron mein ek bahut hi gehri, tript aur shaant mardaani santushti bhi jhalak rahi thi!
Jaise kisi bhookhe sher ne barson baad apni pyaas bujhaayi ho, aur ab us shikaar ke baad khud apni hi nazron mein gir gaya ho.
Tauji ne ek baar bhi peeche mudkar nahi dekha. Jaate waqt ke muqaable ab unke kadam bahut tez the ve ladkhadaate kadmon se tezi se seedhe apne guest room ki taraf badh gaye aur unhone andar jaakar apna darwaza band kar liya.
Dhad...
Hall mein phir se sannaata chha gaya.
Lekin abhi yeh raat khatam nahi hui thi.
Tauji ke jaane ke theek do minute baad... master bedroom ka darwaza dobaara khula.
Aur is baar... Kavya baahar nikli.
Use dekhkar mere seene ka khoon jaise baraf ban gaya.
Kavya ki woh aasmaani sooti nighty buri tarah silwaton se bhari aur ast vyast thi. Uski nighty ka chauda gala aage se khinchkar ek taraf jhuka hua tha, jiske neeche bra nadaarad thi aur uski dono bhaari choochiyon ke ubhre hue, sakht laal nipple patle sooti kapde ke aar paar saaf ubhar rahe the. Uski gardan aur chhaati par Tauji ke khurdure honthon aur moonchhon ki ragad ke laal gulaabi nishaan chhape the, uske ghane baal bikhre hue the aur gaalon par climax ke paseene ki baareek boondein chamak rahi thiin.
Lekin sabse zyaada jis cheez ne mera dil dehla diya... woh tha Kavya ka dahina haath.
Kavya ne apne dahine haath mein wet wipes (geele tissue) ka ek guchha thaam rakha tha.
Aur woh apni nighty ke dheele ghere ke neeche, apni dono kaanpti jaanghon ke beech us geele tissue ko kaskar dabaaye hue, jaanghon par phaile Tauji ke gaadhe veerya aur kaam ras ke chipchipepan ko ponchhte hue bahut dheeme, bheenchte hue kadmon se common bathroom ki taraf badh rahi thi!
Uski dono jaanghein aapas mein sati hui thiin, aur uske chalne ke andaaz mein ek aisi ladkhadaahat, sankoch aur lachak thi jo us aurat ki chaal mein aati hai jiske badan par abhi abhi kisi taaqatwar mard ke aadim paurush ka toofaani jwaar chhoota ho!
Woh nazrein neeche jhukaaye, bilkul khaamosh, apne pairon ko ghaseetti hui bathroom ke andar daakhil hui aur usne andar se chhitkani chadha di
Khattha!
Screen par ab sirf khaali, sunsaan corridor tha.
Hyderabad ke us hotel ke kamre mein mere kaanon se headphone apne aap fisal kar kaaleen par gir pada.
Meri hatheliyan thandi pad chuki thiin.
Main dheere dheere peeche ki taraf dheh gaya aur hotel ke bistar par peeth ke bal gir pada.
Meri nazrein kamre ki safed ceiling ko ghoor rahi thiin.
Mere dimaag mein sirf wahi aawaazein goonj rahi thiin... Tauji ki woh bhaari saansein, Kavya ka woh madhosh haanphna, aur phir woh geele tissue se khud ko saaf karti hui meri patni ki ladkhadaati chaal!
Kya Tauji ne sachmuch Kavya ke badan ko bhed diya tha?
Kya meri patni ki pavitrata, uski woh sanskaari maryaada hamesha ke liye mit chuki thi?
Jab tak main apni in aankhon se us bedroom ke bheetar ka ek ek second nahi dekh leta... jab tak mujhe yeh pata nahi chal jaata ki us band darwaze ke peeche sachmuch kya hua tha... tab tak meri rooh ko sukoon nahi mil sakta tha.
Mujhe woh bedroom ka video kisi bhi qeemat par chahiye tha.
Kaanpte haathon se, maine bistar ke paas pada apna phone uthaya aur us surveillance dealer ka number talaashne laga jisne mujhe yeh camera beche the...
Chaahe raat ke do baje hon ya teen... mujhe yeh sach jaanna hi tha!
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