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Adhyay 52: Masnad Par Marham

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Raat ke saadhe gyaarah baj rahe the, aur Pune ki naveen manzil par sthit flat 903 ki saari battiyaan bujh chuki theen. 

Poora ghar andhere ke ek gehre, damghontu sannaate mein dooba hua tha. Baahar aasmaan mein kaale baadlon ka pehra tha, aur khidki ke sheeshon par door kisi baadlon ki gadgadaahat ki maddhim, bhaari thartharaahat tair rahi thi. Hawa mein baarish ki ek bheeghi, bechain si nami ghuli hui thi. 

Guest room ka darwaaza hamesha ki tarah aadha khula hua tha. 

Kamre ke bheetar, teakwood ki chhoti mez par rakhe night lamp ki maddhim, baadaami roshni sheesham ke double bed par tair rahi thi. Bed par Sukhdev Tauji pet ke bal, oundhe munh lete hue the. 

Unke dono bhaari plaster bandhe haath saamne rakhe do bade-bade safed rui ke masnad par tike hue the. Unki safed baniyaan ko oopar khinchkar kandhon tak samet diya gaya tha, jisse unki chhoudi, maansal, saanwli aur puraani kushtiyon ke nishaanon se bhari peeth nangi thi. Din bhar bhaari plasteron ka murda wajan gale ke slings par latkaaye rakhne ki wajah se, Tauji ke gardan aur kandhon ki nasein lohe ke taaron ki tarah akad chuki theen. Cervical aur tbangzius ka woh asahaniya, chubhne wala dard unki kanpatiyon tak chhadh raha tha. Chhappan saal ka woh vishaal pehalwaan dard ke maare apne honth bheenjhe hue tha, aur har saans ke saath unke munh se ek dabi hui, bhaari karaah nikal rahi thi.

"Uff... maalik..."

Tabhi, galiyaare ki andheri choukhat par ek bahut halki si sarsaraahat hui. 

Kaavya ne kamre mein kadam rakha. 

Usne raat ke liye apna libaas badal liya tha. Usne gehre jaamuni rang ka, bina aasteen ka ek behad mulaayam cotton nightsuit pehan rakha tha, jiska dheela pajama uski sudoul, chikni taangon par lehra raha tha. Uske ghane kaale baal kandhon par khule bikhre the, jinmein se nahaane ke baad lagaaye gaye chamele ke tel ki halki si meethi mehak uth rahi thi. Uske gore, taraashe hue nange kandhe aur gale ki hasli us maddhim lamp ki roshni mein kisi sangmarmar ki tarah chamak rahe the. 

Kaavya ke daahine haath mein hare rang ki kaanch ki ek chhoti sheeshi thi, Zandu Balm aur kapoor mila sarson ka tel। 

Woh bina koi aahat kiye, bilkul dabe kadmon se bed ke kareeb aayi. 

Tauji ne aahat paakar karwat lene ki koshish ki, lekin gardan ki bhayanak akadan ne unko hilaane tak nahi diya. Unhone apni bhaari, dard se bhari palkein uthaayein. Unki laal aankhon mein ek thake hue, paraajit mard ki bebasi tair rahi thi. 

"Kaavya beti... tu abhi tak jaagi hai?" Tauji ki aawaaz gale ke bheetar phansi hui si nikli. "Aadhi raat ho rahi hai... tu jaakar so ja. Mere badan ka kya hai, akhaade ki puraani chotein hain, raat bhar aise hi sulagti rehti hain..." 

Kaavya ne koi jawaab nahi diya. 

Usne bahut aahista se bed ke gadde par apna daayaan ghutna tikaaya. Gadde ke dabne se ek bahut halki si, dabi hui sarsaraahat paida hui. 

Kaavya Tauji ki jaanghon ke theek oopar, dono taraf apne ghutne tek-kar baith gayi. Uska yeh baithna itna sahaj, swaabhaavik aur gharelu tha maano woh kisi paraaye mard par nahi, balki apne hi kisi bahut puraane, gehre adhikaar wale insaan ki teemaardaari kar rahi ho. 

"Chupchaap lete rahiye Tauji," Kaavya ne balm ki sheeshi ka dhakkan kholte hue bahut dheemi, reshmi aawaaz mein kaha. Uski aawaaz mein ek meetha, adhikaar-poorn ulaahana tha, "Din bhar woh bhaari plaster gale mein latkaaye ghoomenge to nasein nahi akadengi? Aur kal raat maine kya kaha tha... yaad hai na aapko? Ki aaj raat dekhenge. Jab tak aapka yeh dard nahi mitega, mujhe neend kaise aa sakti hai?" 

Tauji ka poora jism us waade ki yaad se halka sa kaanp utha. Unki saansein bhaari ho gayeen.

Lekin dard ki us maar aur maahaul ke us bhaareepan ke beech bhi, us puraane dehaati pehalwaan ke bheetar ka theth ganwai mazaakiya mizaaj ek baar phir jaag utha. Tauji ne karwat lene ki koshish karte hue apni aankhein thodi si tirchhi keen. Unhone Kaavya ke haath mein khuli hui us hari sheeshi aur usmein se uthti teekhi gandh ko dekha, aur phir unke honthon ke konon par paki hui moonchhon ke peeche ek bahut hi natkhat, shararti muskaan tair gayi. 

"Are bahu..." Tauji ki aawaaz mein dard ke baawajood ek dabi hui hansi ki khanak thi, "Tu haath mein Zandu Balm ki sheeshi lekar keh rahi hai ki 'aaj raat dekhenge'... mujhe to dar lag raha hai ki kaheen tu gardan aur kandhe ka dard mitaane ke bahaane... mere us... us nichle hathiyaar par to yeh mirch jaisi teekhi balm nahi potne wali?" 

Kaavya ke haath ek second ke liye hawa mein thithak gaye. 

"Agar us naazuk jagah par zara si bhi yeh balm chhua di na," Tauji ne takiye mein munh dabaakar dheemi si gudgudaati hansi hanste hue kaha, "To jo aag lagegi woh poore shehar ka damkal bhi nahi bujha paayega! Is boodhe pehalwaan ki to jaan hi nikal jaayegi... bina lade hi is bistar par phadphada ke dher ho jaaonga!" 

Kaavya ka gora, sudoul chehra ek hi jhatke mein anaar ke daane ki tarah surkh laal ho gaya! 

Sharm aur hansi ka aisa phavvaara uske bheetar phoota ki uske dono gaal tamtama uthe. Usne jhenpte hue apni palkein jhuka leen, lekin uske gulaabi honthon se ek bahut hi khanakti, dabi hui reshmi hansi phoot padi.

"Tauji! Chhee... aap bhi na, kuch bhi bolte hain!" 

Kaavya ne banaawati gusse mein munh banaate hue, Tauji ke us chhoude, saanwle aur nange kandhe par apni ek hatheli se bahut halki si, pyaar bhari chapat lagaayi. Uski choodiyon ki ek meethi si khanak kamre ke sannaate mein goonj gayi: 

"Buzurg hokar aisi baatein karte aapko zara bhi sharm nahi aati? Bhala us jagah par koi Zandu Balm lagaata hai? Wahaan to... wahaan to sirf..." 

Kaavya ki zabaan achaanak halak mein atak gayi. 

Use ek hi pal mein hosh aaya ki woh mazaak-mazaak mein kya kehne ja rahi thi, *'Wahaan to sirf jaanghon ki makhmali thandak aur chiknaai ki zaroorat hai!'* 

Yeh khayaal aate hi Kaavya ka poora badan sharm ki ek dehkati hui lehar se bhar gaya. Uski gardan aur kaan ki lou tak laal ho gayi. Usne apni nazrein chura leen, lekin uske honthon ki woh sharmaayi hui, meethi muskuraahat chhup nahi saki. 

Tauji ne uski us maasoom hadbadaahat aur sharm ko dekhkar apni daadhi mein ek bahut hi dheemi, mardaana hansi hansi, *Hoon... hoon...* 

Us ek chhote se, theth dehaati mazaak ne kamre ke bheetar tair rahe us damghontu sankoch aur maryaada ke bhaari tanaav ko ek hi pal mein pighla diya. Un dono ke beech jo ek anjaana sa dar aur jhijhak thi, woh ek bahut hi sahaj, jeevant aur gharelu apne-pan mein tabdeel ho gayi.

Kaavya ne apni dono hatheliyon par gaadha, teekha Zandu Balm nikaala aur usmein sarson ke tel ki chaar boondein milaayein. Usne dono hatheliyon ko aapas mein ragadna shuru kiya. 

*Sarr... sarr...* 

Kamre ki hawa mein achaanak kapoor, neelgiri, wintergreen aur sarson ki ek tez, teekhi aur dehkati hui ayurvedic mehak phail gayi. 

Aur phir... 

Kaavya ne apni dono garam, mehakti hui hatheliyaan Tauji ke us chhoude, saanwle aur sakht kandhe par rakh deen. 

*Uff...* 

Jaise hi us garam balm aur Kaavya ke reshmi poron ka dabaav Tauji ki gardan ke nichle gaddhe aur reedh ki haddi ke pehle jod par pada, Tauji ke munh se ek behad gehri, kaanpti hui karaah nikal gayi: 

"Aah... beti..." 

Kaavya ne apne dono angoothon se unki gardan ki kasi hui nason ko aahista-aahista dabaana shuru kiya.

Aur yaheen se... us kamre ke bheetar kuchh bilkul naya, sammohak aur gehra ghatit hone laga. 

Yeh koi normal maalish nahi thi. 

Kaavya jaise-jaise apne poron ka dabaav badha rahi thi, woh thoda aur aage jhukti gayi. Jhukne ki wajah se uske jaamuni nightsuit ka dheela gala aage ki taraf jhool gaya. Uske 34D ke bhare hue, gore aur sudoul stan, jin par bra ka koi bandhan nahi tha, seedhe neeche latak-kar Tauji ki nangi reedh aur kandhe ki khaal ke bilkul oopar mandraane lage. Har baar jab Kaavya apne haathon se zor lagaati, to uske stanon ke mulaayam kinaare Tauji ki peeth ke baalon aur paseene se tar khaal ko halka sa chhoo jaate the. 

Tauji ki peeth aur chhaati se uthti hui woh bhaari, mardaana thartharaahat seedhe Kaavya ki hatheliyon se takra rahi thi. Jab Tauji dard aur raahat ke beech ek bhaari saans chhodte, to unki pasliyon ka woh aadim kampan Kaavya ki kalaiyon, uski baahon se hota hua seedhe uski naabhi ke neeche, uske garbhaashay ki gehraaiyon mein jaakar goonjta tha. 

Kaavya ke haathon mein laga balm ab uski apni hatheliyon ki khaal ko bhi dehkaane laga tha. 

Us teekhe kapoor ke saath jab Tauji ke paseene, akhaade ki puraani mitti ki sourndhi gandh aur kachhe pourush ki mehak mili, to woh gandh Kaavya ke nathunon ke raaste uske dimaag ki nason mein kisi afeem ki tarah chhadhne lagi. 

Kaavya ki aankhein dheere-dheere bhaari hone lageen. Uski palkein bojhil ho gayeen. 

Usne apni nazrein neeche keen. Uske theek neeche chhappan saal ka woh ajeya, vishaalkaay pehalwaan bilkul laachaar, bebas aur paraajit hokar pada tha. Woh mard, jiske ek ishaare par gaanv ki panchayatein kaanpti theen, is time uske do naazuk haathon ke neeche karaah raha tha, raahat ki bheekh maang raha tha. 

Kaavya ke bheetar soyi hui us kaamini ko pehli baar apni is bhayanak, sammohak stree-satta ka nasha chhadha. 

Yeh wehshi uttejana kisi ashleel drishya ko dekhkar nahi jagi thi; yeh us mard ke jism se uthti hui garmi, uski gardan ki nas-nas ko apne vash mein karne ki taaqat aur uske munh se nikalti us gehri, bebas karaahon ke kampan se jagi thi! 

Kaavya ke saans lene ki raftaar tez ho gayi. Uski saansein garam hokar Tauji ke kaanon aur gardan ki jadon par girne lageen. Uski jaanghon ke bheetri, makhmali sangam par ek beqaabu, garam aur phisalan bhari geelaahat risne lagi. Uski yoni ki deewaarein us mard ke kampan ke saath taal milaakar andar hi andar sikudne lagi theen. 

"Aah... Kaavya... bahut jalan ho rahi hai beti... lekin dard... dard khinch raha hai tera haath..." Tauji ne masnad mein apna chehra chhupaate hue haanphte hue kaha. 

Kaavya ki ungliyaan ab unki gardan se phisalkar unke kandhon ke blades, pasliyon aur reedh ki haddi ke nichle hisse par rengne lagi theen. 

Uski aawaaz ka lahza poori tarah badal chuka tha. Woh aawaaz ab kisi susheel kulvadhu ki nahi thi; woh ek madhosh, poori tarah jaag chuki atript premika ki phusphusaahat ban chuki thi: 

"Sahan kariye Tauji... jab tak yeh balm haddiyon ke bheetar nahi utrega, aaraam nahi milega. Aap to pehalwaan hain na... zara si jalan se ghabra gaye?" 

Uski ungliyon ke por Tauji ki khaal par kisi naagin ki tarah phisal rahe the. 

Tauji ab aur bardaasht nahi kar sake. Shareer ki us asahaniya raahat aur Kaavya ke jism ki us nazdeeki ne unke bheetar ke saare baandh tod diye. 

Unhone masnad ka sahaara lekar, bahut mushkil se apna bhaari jism ghumaaya aur bed par seedhe, chitt ho gaye.

Aur jaise hi woh seedhe hue... 

Kaavya ki nazrein unke nichle jism par padeen. 

Tauji ke dheele cotton pajama ke neeche... woh saadhe aath inch ka phoulaadi ling kisi lohe ke khambhe ki tarah seedha tana hua tha! Pajama ka kapda itna khinch chuka tha ki aage ki supaari ka gol, bhaari ubhaar saaf chamak raha tha, aur us tanaav ke maare Tauji ki jaanghon ki nasein phatne ko ho rahi theen. 

Kamre mein sannaata chha gaya. Sirf un dono ki tez, haanphti hui saanson ki aawaaz goonj rahi thi. 

Tauji ki aankhein laal theen, unmein sharm, bebasi aur ek asahaniya, paagal kar dene wali shareerik dard paani rahi thi. Do din se jama hua woh veerya unke pourush ko is qadar tapa raha tha ki unki kamar halki-halki ainth rahi thi. 

"Kaavya... tu... tu chali ja yahaan se..." Tauji ka gala buri tarah bharra gaya, unhone apni dono plaster bandhi baahon ko hilaane ki bebas koshish ki, "Badan mein aag lag gayi hai beti... main... main mar jaaonga is paap ke maare... tu mujhe mat chhoo..." 

Kaavya bed par unke bilkul kareeb ghutnon ke bal baithi rahi. 

Uske chehre par koi ghabraahat nahi thi. Uski aankhon mein ek gehra, kaala aur nasheela sammohan tair raha tha. 

Usne dekha ki woh boodha mard apne hi pourush ki aag mein jhulas raha hai. Aur us pal, Kaavya ke bheetar ki us kaamini ne is poore rishta ko ek bilkul naye, aloukik sach mein badal diya.

*Yeh koi hawas nahi hai... yeh is mard ki beemaari ka ilaaj hai. Agar maine ise raahat nahi di, to yeh aag ise bhasm kar degi.* 

Kaavya ne apni larajti hui palkein uthaayein. Uske honthon par ek bahut hi dheemi, madhosh aur aashwast karne wali muskaan bikhar gayi. 

Usne aage jhukkar, Tauji ke jalte hue gaal par apni thandi, chamele aur balm se mehakti hatheli rakh di. Uski ungliyaan Tauji ki daadhi ke pake hue baalon mein dheere se ulajh gayeen. 

"Chup rahiye Tauji..." Kaavya ki aawaaz itni dheemi, gaadhi aur kaamuk thi ki kamre ki hawa mein siharan daud gayi. "Aaj ki raat koi paap nahi hai. Yeh sirf aapke is dukhte shareer ki dawa hai... aur yeh dawa aapko apni is bahu se leni hi padegi." 

Tauji ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayeen. Woh awaak hokar use dekhte rahe. 

Kaavya ne bina kisi jhijhak ke, apne dono haathon se apne jaamuni pajama ke naade ko chhua. Usne bahut aahista se, bina nazrein hataaye, apne pajama ko apni kamar se neeche sarka diya. 

Kapda uski jaanghon se neeche phisla aur uske ghutnon ke paas jaakar simat gaya. Usne apni kurti ko oopar apni naabhi tak samet liya. 

Sheesham ke double bed par, night lamp ki maddhim baadaami roshni mein... Kaavya ki woh gori, makhmali, bina kisi daag ke chamakti hui doodhiya jaanghein poori tarah nangi ho gayeen. Uski dono jaanghon ke beech ki woh chikni, sudoul khaal kisi taaza makkhan ki tarah damak rahi thi. 

Kaavya thoda aage khiski. Usne Tauji ke dono pairon ke beech apni jagah banaayi. 

Usne apne naazuk haathon se Tauji ke pajama ke naade ko chhua. Tauji ka jism kaanp utha. Kaavya ne bahut pyaar se gaanth kholi, aur us bhaari cotton kapde ko unki jaanghon se neeche, ghutnon ki taraf dhakel diya. 

Andhere kamre mein, Tauji ka woh vishaal, kaala-saanwla, nason ke jaal se bhara hua saadhe aath inch ka ling kisi nangi talwaar ki tarah baahar chhitak aaya! 

Uski bhaari, laal supaari par kaam-ras ki ek chamkeeli, gaadhi boond motiyon ki tarah chamak rahi thi. Us ang se uthti hui bhatti jaisi garam bhaap Kaavya ke chehre se takraayi. 

Kaavya ki saans halak mein atak gayi. Uski yoni ne us nange khambhe ko dekhkar betahaasha paani chhod diya. Uski jaanghon ke bheetri kinaare apni hi kaam-vaasna ke ras se tarbatar ho chuke the. 

Lekin Kaavya maryaada ki us aakhiri seema ko jaanti thi. Woh garbh ya poorn sambhog ka jokhim nahi utha sakti thi. 

Usne apne haath mein bachi hui khushboodaar body lotion aur tel ki boondon ko apni dono jaanghon ki andaroonee khaal par achhi tarah mal liya. 

Uski jaanghein ab sheeshe ki tarah chikni, chamakdaar aur phisalan bhari ho chuki theen. 

Kaavya thoda aur aage jhuki. Usne bahut nazaakat se, apni dono chikni jaanghon ko thoda sa khola, aur Tauji ke us dehkate hue ling ki nok ko apni baayi jaangh ki makhmali khaal par tika diya. 

*Uff... aah!* 

Jaise hi us garam, sakht supaari ka pehla sparsh Kaavya ki thandi, chikni jaangh se hua, Tauji ke munh se ek bhaari, aatma ko cheer dene wali sukh ki siski nikli: 

"Kaavya... aa... beti... uff..." 

Kaavya ne koi jaldbaazi nahi ki. Usne apni jaanghon ko dheere se band kiya. 

Usne Tauji ke us vishaal, lohe jaise sakht ling ko apni dono gori, chikni aur lotion se mehakti jaanghon ke theek beech mein daba liya। 

*Sadap...* 

Kaavya ki jaanghon ke bheetar ki woh reshmi, lotion se phisalan bhari aur apni hi yoni ke ras se chipchipi ho chuki komalta jab us dehkate hue ang ke chaaron taraf ek jeevit, makhmali myaan ki tarah kasi, to us boodhe pehalwaan ki aankhein ulat gayeen. Uski kamar bistar se do inch oopar uth gayi. 

Kaavya ne apni dono jaanghon ko aapas mein poori taaqat se bheenjh liya. 

Usne Tauji ke plaster bandhe dono haathon ko safe roop se masnad par tikaaye rakha, taaki unke toote hue kandhon par zara sa bhi zor na pade. 

Aur phir, Kaavya ne apni kamar ko aage-peeche, ek bahut hi dheemi, laybaddh aur madhosh kar dene wali gati mein hilaana shuru kiya.

*Sadap... chap... sadap...* 

Kaavya ki bheeghi, chikni jaanghon ke gharshan se Tauji ka woh vishaal ling andar-baahar phisal raha tha. 

Shuruaat mein gati bahut dheemi thi. Kaavya sirf apni jaanghon ke oopri hisse se uski supaari ko sehla rahi thi. Har ragad ke saath, Tauji ka chhouda seena phoolta tha, unki pasliyaan thartharaati theen, aur unke munh se bebasi ke ghoont nikal rahe the: 

"Kaavya... aa... bahut sukh hai beti... aisa sukh... maine kabhi nahi dekha... uff... maalik..." 

Kaavya ka apna poora jism paseene se bheeg chuka tha. 

Uski jaanghon ke beech ki woh ragad seedhe uski apni clitoris ko chhoo rahi thi. Har baar jab Tauji ka ling peeche ki taraf khinchta, to uski garam supaari Kaavya ke yoni-munh aur uski clitoris ki bheeghi pankhudiyon se ghisatti hui nikalti thi. Us gharshan ne Kaavya ke bheetar bhi kaam-vaasna ka ek bhayanak, aniyantrit bawandar utha diya. 

Kaavya ki apni saansein ukhad gayeen. Uske munh se siskaariyaan phootne lageen.

"See... aah... Tauji... uff..." 

Woh thoda aur aage jhuki. Usne apna maatha Tauji ke us paseene se tar, baalon se bhare seene par tika diya. 

Uske khule kaale baal Tauji ke chehre, unki gardan aur unki moonchhon par ek reshmi chaadar ki tarah bikhar gaye. Kaavya ke 34D ke nange, garam stan Tauji ki pasliyon par poori taaqat se dab rahe the. 

Usne apne dono haathon se Tauji ki gardan ko thaam liya, aur unke kaan ke paas apni haanphti hui, toot-ti saanson mein phusphusaane lagi: 

"Lo Tauji... saara dard mujhe saump do... shaant ho jaaiye... dekhiye, aapki yeh bahu aapki seva mein bichhi hai... sab kuchh nikaal do..." 

Aur ab... Kaavya ne apni kamar ki raftaar badha di! 

*Chap-chap-chap... sadap... chap...* 

Kamre mein us geele, chikne gharshan ki aawaazein goonjne lageen. Tauji ke ling ki nas-nas mein khoulta hua khoon daud raha tha. Woh apni kamar ko halka-halka oopar uchhaalkar Kaavya ki jaanghon ke us kasaav mein apne ling ko aur gehraai tak dhakelne lage. 

Kaavya ki jaanghon ki maanspeshiyaan us vishaal ang ko poori taaqat se jakde hue theen. 

"Aahhh... Kaavya... ab... ab nahi rukta beti... aa gaya... sab nikal raha hai..." Tauji ke halak se ek thartharaati hui, garajti hui pukaar nikli. 

Kaavya ne apni jaanghon ko aakhiri had tak kas liya. Usne apni kamar ko ek bhayanak, unmaadi gati mein ragadna shuru kiya. 

Aur tabhi... 

Tauji ka poora jism bijli ke jhatke ki tarah akad gaya! 

Unki reedh ki haddi mein ek zabardast ainthan uthi. Unki jaanghon ke muscles lohe ki tarah sakht ho gaye, aur unki aankhein chhat ki taraf pathra gayeen. 

"Aahhhhh... maalik!" 

Us boodhe pehalwaan ke halak se ek antim, dahaadti hui karaah nikli. 

Aur unke us vishaal, saadhe aath inch ke ling ne Kaavya ki kasi hui jaanghon ke beech, aur bed ki us safed chaadar par... gaadhe, garam aur khoulte hue veerya ki ek ke baad ek kai bhaari, moosladhaar pichkaariyaan chhod deen! 

*Pich... chhapaak... pich... pich...* 

Kaavya ki dono jaanghon ki andaroonee khaal us khoulte hue, safed veerya se poori tarah tarbatar ho gayi. Veerya ki kuchh boondein uchhaalkar Kaavya ke nichle pet aur naabhi tak ja pahuncheen. 

Us veerya ki tapish itni teevra thi ki Kaavya ka apna jism bhi ek bhayanak, kampkampa dene wale orgasm se kaanp utha! 

Uski yoni ne bhi apna saara paani chhod diya. Uske garbhaashay ki deewaarein betahaasha sikudne lageen. Kaavya Tauji ke seene par apna sir tikaaye, unke baalon mein apna chehra chhupaaye, betahaasha haanphti hui sisakne lagi. 

Kamre mein veerya, chamele ke tel, Zandu Balm aur do insaani shareeron ke paseene ki ek gaadhi, aadim mehak tair gayi. 

Tauji ne ek bahut lambi, jeevandaayini saans li. Unke chehre se saara tanaav, saara dard mit chuka tha. Woh ek shaant, tript bachhe ki tarah bistar par dheele pad gaye. 

Kaavya kai minuteon tak waise hi unke seene par apna maatha tikaaye padi rahi. Dono ke dil ek hi dhadkan mein dhadak rahe the. 

Phir, Kaavya ne bahut aahista se apni aankhein kholeen. Uski palkon se do boond aansu phisalkar Tauji ke seene ke baalon mein kho gaye. 

Usne dekha ki bed ki safed chaadar par aur uski apni gori jaanghon par Tauji ka veerya kisi gaadhe, safed keechad ki tarah chamak raha tha. 

Waada poora ho chuka tha. Maryaada ki ek aur deewar hamesha ke liye dhah chuki thi. 

Kaavya uthi. Usne kinaare rakhe geele touliye se pehle Tauji ke ling aur andkosh ko bahut aahista, aadar-poorvak ponchhkar saaf kiya. Phir usne apni jaanghon ko saaf kiya aur apna pajama waapas oopar chadha liya. Usne Tauji ke oopar chaadar khinch di, aur unke maathe ko ek aakhiri baar chhookar, dabe kadmon se kamre se baahar nikal gayi.

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Raat ke kareeb dhaai baje... 

Chennai ke us thande, videshi five-star hotel ke kamre mein... 

Meri aankhein achaanak ek bhayanak jhatke ke saath khul gayeen. 

Mere maathe par rakha touliya sookhkar farsh par gir chuka tha. Sir mein woh flight ka vertigo abhi bhi halka-halka ghoom raha tha, aur kamre mein solah degree ki thand ke baawajood meri t-shirt paseene se chipchipi ho rahi thi. 

Maine bistar par haath maarkar apna phone uthaaya. 

Home-server se ek naya alert chamak raha tha, `Cam_GuestBed_01 [11:34 PM - 12:15 AM] Recording Saved`। 

Mere dil ki dhadkan ek hi second mein gale tak aa gayi. 

Maine kaanpte haathon se apna Dell laptop khola, headphones lagaaye aur us file ko play kiya. 

Aur screen par jo drishya ubhra... usne meri aatma ko hamesha-hamesha ke liye kuchal kar rakh diya. 

Screen par, maddhim baadaami roshni mein... maine dekha ki Kaavya kaise Tauji ke bed par ghutnon ke bal baithi thi. 

Maine dekha ki kaise usne Zandu Balm ki sheeshi kholi, aur apne dono haathon se us boodhe pehalwaan ki gardan aur chhoudi peeth ko sehla-sehla kar maalish karne lagi. 

Headphones mein mujhe Tauji ka woh foohad, dehaati mazaak saaf sunayi diya, jab unhone Kaavya se kaha tha ki kaheen tu 'aaj raat dekhenge' ke bahaane mere nichle hathiyaar par to yeh Zandu Balm nahi potne wali... aur us mazaak par Kaavya ka woh khilkhila kar hansna, Tauji ke kandhe par pyaar se chapat lagaana aur sharma kar chehra chhupa lena... 

Woh hansi sunte hi mera kaleja chhalni ho gaya. 

Chheh saalon ki shaadi mein, Kaavya mere kisi mazaak par kabhi aise nahi hansi thi. Jab bhi main koi baat karta, to woh munh banaakar keh deti thi, *"Rajesh, please grow up! Itne faaltu jokes mat maara kijiye."* Usne kabhi mere kandhe par aise haq se haath nahi maara tha. Lekin aaj, us ganwaar dehaati ke ek doyam darje ke mazaak par woh kisi alhad premika ki tarah laja rahi thi, uski choodiyaan khanak rahi theen! 

Headphones mein mujhe Tauji ki woh bhaari, kaanpti hui karaahein bilkul saaf sunayi de rahi theen, *Uff... aah...* 

Woh ek drishya dekhte hi... mujhe apni shaadi ke chheh saal yaad aa gaye. 

Kitni hi baar aisa hua tha ki main IT park ke chaudah ghante ke tanaav, migraine ya gardan ke bhayanak spasm se tadap raha hota tha. Raat ko jab main dard se karaahta tha, to main Kaavya se minnatein karta tha: 

*"Kaavya, please... sirf das minute ke liye gardan par thoda sa balm laga do na... nasein phatne ko ho rahi hain."* 

Aur Kaavya kya karti thi? 

Woh munh banaakar, apni ek ungli ki nok par zara sa balm leti thi, aur meri gardan par do second bina man ke ghiskar, turant haath peeche khinch leti thi. Aur phir woh chidhkar keh deti thi: 

*"Rajesh, chhee! Is Zandu Balm ki badboo kitni bhayanak hai! Mere haathon mein jalan ho rahi hai... mujhe subah boutique jaana hai, apni yeh gandi balm khud lagaaiye na, mere haath kyon gande karwa rahe hain?"* 

Chheh saalon mein usne kabhi apni dono hatheliyon se meri gardan ko nahi chhua tha. Use balm ki badboo se ghin aati thi, use mere dard ko chhoone mein apni neend kharaab lagti thi. 

Lekin aaj? 

Aaj wahi Kaavya... screen par apne dono haathon ko Zandu Balm se tarbatar kiye baithi thi! Woh poore paintalees minute tak us boodhe pehalwaan ki gardan, uske kandhon aur uski pasliyon ko apne seene se satkar daba rahi thi, aur uske munh se nikalti har karaah ko apni saanson mein pee rahi thi! 

Aur uske baad... jo hua, usne mere dimaag ki nasein phaad deen. 

Maine dekha ki kaise Kaavya ne apna pajama utaara. 

Maine dekha ki kaise usne us saath saal ke anpadh, ganwaar dehaati ke saadhe aath inch ke nange ling ko apni dono gori, chikni jaanghon ke beech daba liya! 

Headphones mein mujhe us geele, chikne gharshan ki aawaaz sunayi di: *Sadap... chap... sadap...* 

Kaavya apni jaanghon ko us boodhe ke ling par kaskar ragad rahi thi, uska chehra Tauji ke seene par tika tha, aur woh uske kaan mein phusphusa rahi thi, *"Lo Tauji... saara dard mujhe saump do... shaant ho jaaiye..."* 

Aur phir... Tauji ka woh bhaari, khoulta hua veerya Kaavya ki jaanghon par aur bed ki chaadar par safed keechad ki tarah bikhar gaya. 

Meri mutthi itni zor se bheenjh gayi ki mere naakhoonon ne hatheli ko phaad diya. 

Meri jaanghon ke beech ek bhayanak, aag ugalti, zehreeli uttejana machal uthi thi. Dard, apmaan aur eershya ke us daldal mein bhi, mera naamard wajood us drishya ko dekhkar paagal ho raha tha. 

Kaavya ab poori tarah se us boodhe ki ho chuki thi. 

Jis aurat ne chheh saalon tak mujhe apne jism ki choukhat par bhi nahi aane diya tha... usne aaj us ghaayal daitya ke dard ko mitaane ke liye apni janghaaon ka sinhaasan uske pairon mein bichha diya tha. 

Chennai ke us thande kamre mein, maine apni cigarette sulgaayi. 

Dhuen ke chhallon ke beech, mujhe samajh aa gaya tha... ki ab Flat 903 mein koi maryaada nahi bachi thi.

Wahaan sirf ek bhookha mard tha, aur uski seva mein apni jism ki har seema ko mita chuki meri biwi.