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Adhyay 56: Sookhi Sej

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Master bedroom ke gahre, damghontu andhere mein khada Rajesh apni tez, ukhdi hui saanson ko qaabu mein karne ki naakaam koshish kar raha tha.

Uske kaan abhi bhi us nau inch ki saanjhi deewaar ki putty par jame hue mehsoos ho rahe the, jahan kuchh hi second pehle commode ke paani par takraati us dehaati pahalwaan ke bhare hue mootraashay ki prachand, goonjti hui dhaar ne uske dimaag ki nasein hila di theen. Wo koi maamooli aawaaz nahi thi; wo ek aadim, jangli nar-paurush ka garjan tha. Aur us garjan ke beech, deewaar ke paar se aayi Kaavya ki wo kaanpti hui, dabi-dabi phusphusaahat: *'Aaraam se Tauji... chhod do...'*, Rajesh ke kaanon mein kisi pighle hue seese ki tarah khoul rahi thi.

Rajesh ne andhere mein apni dono mutthiyan bheenjh leen.

Pichhle teen maheenon se... jab se uski pathri, liver mein aayi gambheer soojan aur bhaari antibiotics wa dawaaon ke zehreelay side-effects ne uske nichle badan ko ek sunn, bejaan lakdi ke tukde mein tabdeel kar diya tha, wo napunsakta ke ek gahre, ghinoune daldal mein sad raha tha. Corporate tour par jaane se pehle wo apni khoobsurat, jawaan patni ki taraf nazar uthaane se bhi katraata tha. Use dar lagta tha ki agar Kaavya ki ungliyan uski patloon ko chhoo gayin, to uska yeh khokhlapan, uski yeh mardaana laachaari nangi ho jaayegi.

Lekin aaj raat... apni hi biwi ke naazuk, gore haathon mein us chhappan saal ke vishaal pahalwaan ke saadhe aath inch ke kaale, shiraaon se bhare ang ki kalpana ne Rajesh ke bheetar ke saare dar, saari hichak aur saari naitik varjanaaon ko jalaakar raakh kar diya tha.

Uski patloon ke bheetar, teen maheene se mara hua uska apna 4.7 inch ka chhota ling, ek bhayanak, voyeuristic taap se achanak pattharon ki tarah tan utha tha. Wo khinchaav itna aniyantrit aur hinsak tha ki Rajesh ki jaanghon ke beech ki nasein khinchne lagi theen.

'Aaj raat nahi... aaj raat main yeh saabit karke rahoonga ki main is ghar ka mard hoon!' Rajesh ne apne honth chabaate hue man hi man dohraaya, 'Wo sirf us boodhe ki teemaardaari kar rahi thi... wo sirf ek laachaar mareez ki sewa thi. Kaavya meri patni hai. Uski jawaani par, uske gore jism par sirf mera adhikaar hai!'

Tabhi... master bedroom ke saagwaan ke bhaari darwaaze ka peetal ka handle bahut aahista se ghooma.

*Click...*

Darwaaza khula, aur galiyaare se chhankar aati halki peeli roshni mein Kaavya ka saaya kamre ke andar daakhil hua.

Kaavya ne darwaaza peechhe se band kar diya, lekin kundi nahi chadhaayi. Wo bahut thaki hui lag rahi thi. Uske kandhe halke se jhuke hue the. Uske badan se taaze nahaaye saabun, geeli twacha aur Mysore Sandal ki wo jaani-pahchaani khushboo uth rahi thi, jise wo kuchh der pehle washbasin par apne haath dhote waqt istemaal kar chuki thi. Uska pista-hare rang ka Lucknow kadhaai waala cotton kurti-palazzo uske bhare-poore, gatheele badan par paseene ki halki nami se chipka hua tha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb, khoi-khoi si udaasi aur bhaari gaambheerya tha, maano wo abhi-abhi kisi bahut bade dhaarmik ya jaivik anushthaan se baahar nikli ho.

Rajesh ne ek second bhi ganwaana bardaasht nahi kiya.

Andhere mein dabe paanv aage badhkar, usne seedhe peechhe se Kaavya ke jism ko apni baahon mein jakad liya!

"Ahaha!" Kaavya ke halak se ek halki, sahmi hui cheekh nikalte-nikalte bachi.

Uska poora badan ek jhatke se aise akad gaya jaise kisi ne us par thande paani ki baalti udel di ho. Jab usne apni peeth par Rajesh ki garm, haanfti hui saansen aur apni patli kamar par uski kaanpti hui ungliyon ka dabaav mehsoos kiya, to uske roongte khade ho gaye.

"Rajesh?! Kya kar rahe hain aap... dara hi diya mujhe!" Kaavya ne apni saansen sambhaalte hue, bahut dheemi lekin tanaav bhari aawaaz mein kaha, "Kamre ki batti kyon band kar rakhi hai?"

"Kaavya..." Rajesh ki aawaaz mein ek ajeeb, paagalon jaisi pyaas ghooli hui thi. Usne Kaavya ke virodh ko poori tarah nazar-andaaz karte hue apna munh seedhe uski nangi, doodhiya gardan ke mod par tika diya, "Teen maheene... poore nabbe din ho gaye Kaavya. Main Hyderabad, Bengaluru, Chennai ke hotalon mein har raat tumhaare liye tadpa hoon. Is safar ne mujhe tod diya tha... lekin ab main ghar aa gaya hoon. Mujhe tumhaari zaroorat hai... bahut zyaada zaroorat hai."

Uski dono baahein Kaavya ki kamar se fisalkar neeche uski bhari hui, sudaul jaanghon aur koolhon ki taraf badhne lageen. Wo use apni poori taaqat se kheenchkar seedhe king-size bed ke gadde ki taraf le jaana chaahta tha.

Lekin theek usi pal... Kaavya ne apni dono hatheliyan poori taaqat se Rajesh ke seene par tika deen!

Usne Rajesh ke dhad ko peechhe dhakelte hue ek mazboot, adig rukaawat khadi kar di:

"Rukiye, Rajesh... thahariye ek minute."

Kaavya ka sparsh itna thanda, itna sakht tha ki Rajesh ki badhti hui betaabi ko jaise beech hawa mein hi jhatka laga. Wo andhere mein ladkhadaakar ek qadam peechhe hata. Kamre mein khidki ke sheeshe se aati hui shahar ki dhundhli, neeli roshni mein usne dekha ki Kaavya ki aankhen us par tikee theen—un aankhon mein na koi vaasna thi, na koi swaagat... sirf ek gahri, naapne waali hichak thi.

"Kya hua Kaavya?" Rajesh ne haanfte hue poochha, uske chehre par ek chot khaaye hue mard ki talkhi ubhar aayi, "Tum aise kyon peechhe hat rahi ho? Main tumhaara pati hoon... koi gair nahi."

Kaavya ne ek pal ke liye apni nazrein neeche jhukaayein. Usne apni kurti ke dupatte ko, jo Rajesh ke jhapatne se kandhe se dhalqa tha, bahut saleeqe se waapas apne seene par sambhaala. Phir usne bahut shaant, lekin poori tarah niyantrit aawaaz mein kaha:

"Pehle condom laga lijiye."

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Kamre ke bheetar jaise kisi ne achanak saari hawa kheench li ho.

Sannaata itna gahra ho gaya ki deewaar par lagi ghanti waali ghadi ki tick-tick bhi kisi hathoude ki tarah ghaav karti hui sunaai dene lagi.

Rajesh apni jagah par aise jam gaya maano uske pairon ke neeche ki zameen khisak gayi ho. Uske kaanon ne jo suna, us par uska dimaag vishwaas karne ko taiyaar nahi tha.

*Condom?!*

Chhah saal.

Apni shaadi ke poore chhah saalon mein, un dono ke beech kabhi is rubber ke aavaran ka naam tak nahi aaya tha. Shaadi ke shuruwaati do saalon mein, jab wo bachha nahi chaahte the, to Kaavya apne menstrual calendar aur safe period ke hisaab se chalti thi. Wo dono ek-doosre ki twacha ko bina kisi rukaawat ke, poori nagnata aur aatmeeyata se mehsoos karte the. Aur phir jab beti Anu paida hui... to uske kuchh hi time baad Rajesh ki sehat aisi bigdi ki unki grihasthi ki patri hi utar gayi.

Gurde mein bhayankar stone, gambheer peeliya, liver mein soojan aur phir maheenon tak chali heavy allopathic dawaaiyon ke teekhe course ne Rajesh ke sperm count, uski veerya gunwatta aur uske paurush ko lagbhag shoonya par la patka tha. Doctoron ne saaf kah diya tha ki in bhaari dawaaon aur liver ki kamzori ke chalte Rajesh ke pita banne ki sambhaawana na ke baraabar hai. Jab garbh theharnay ka koi dar hi nahi bacha tha, to chhah saal ki shaadi mein condom ka na kabhi koi wajood raha, na is flat mein kabhi uska koi packet khareeda gaya.

To phir aaj... achanak is andheri raat mein yeh lafz kahan se aaya?

Rajesh ka chehra gusse aur apmaan ki gahri tees se laal ho gaya. Uski aawaaz mein ek teekha, avishwaas se bhara kampkamp ghool gayi:

"Condom?! Kaavya... tum hosh mein to ho? Chhah saal ho gaye hamaari shaadi ko, humne kabhi is rubber ki jhilli ko apne beech mein nahi aane diya! Tum achhi tarah jaanti ho ki meri medical condition kya hai... meri puraani beemaari, liver ki in dawaaon ki wajah se sperm count waise hi khatam pada hai. Jab bachha theharnay ka koi chance hi nahi hai, to achanak aaj aadhi raat ko tum mujhse condom kyon maang rahi ho?"

Usne ek qadam aage badhaaya, uski aankhon mein ek bhayanak shak ki chingaari kaundhi:

"Aur sabse badi baat... is ghar mein condom hai hi kahan?! Tumne kabhi medical store se mangaaya nahi, maine kabhi khareeda nahi... to achanak yeh shart kahan se aa gayi?"

Kaavya ne Rajesh ke is teekhe aakrosh ke saamne zara bhi ghabrahat nahi dikhaayi. Pichhle teen hafton mein usne jis tarah ek vishaal pahalwaan ki tooti hui haddiyon aur uske asahaay jism ko sambhaala tha, usne uske bheetar ki dabbu aurat ko poori tarah khatam kar diya tha. Wo apni jagah par adig khadi rahi.

Usne ek gahri saans li aur apne chehre par ek behad sahaj, practical aur gharelu mask chadha liya:

"Aawaaz neechi rakhiye Rajesh... baahar Tauji so rahe hain. Aur jahan tak condom ki baat hai, to wo ghar mein hi hai."

Kaavya bahut shaant qadmon se mudi. Wo dressing table ke bade sheeshe ke paas gayi. Wahan deewaar ke kone mein mahogany ki lakdi ka ek chhota, nakkaasheedaar drawer bana tha, jismein unke puraane safar ke chhote-mote bill, chaabiyan aur travel accessories rakhi rahti theen. Kaavya ne drawer khola aur uske bheetar rakhe ek chhote, leather ke pouch mein apni ungliyan daaleen.

Jab wo waapas mudi, to uski do ungliyon ke beech ek chaukor, sealband chaandi ki panni chamak rahi thi.

"Yeh raha," Kaavya ne wo packet Rajesh ke saamne karte hue kaha, uska lahza itna common tha maano wo kisi almaari se aspirin ki goli nikaal kar de rahi ho.

Rajesh ne us chamchamaati panni ko aise ghoora jaise wo koi zehreela bichhoo ho.

"Yeh... yeh kahan se aaya?" Rajesh ke halak se sookha sawaal nikla.

"Aapko yaad nahi hai?" Kaavya ne bahut tasalli se samjhaaya, uski aawaaz mein zara sa bhi khot nahi tha, "Pichhle saal jab hum apni anniversary par Kerala waale us luxury resort mein gaye the... to us travel company waalon ne kamre mein jo complimentary vanity travel kit (travel amenity box) rakha tha? Usmein toothbrush, shaving cream aur moisturizer ke saath yeh ek packet bhi nikla tha. Tab maine use aise hi vanity box mein se nikaalkar is pouch mein daal diya tha ki kabhi emergency mein kaam aayega. Yeh koi bada packet nahi hai... yeh small/compact size ka travel pack hai. Aapko bilkul theek aayega."

'Small size ka travel pack... aapko bilkul theek aayega.'

Kaavya ka yeh ek-ek shabd Rajesh ke aatmasamman par kisi garm sui ki tarah chubha. 'Small size!' Uski patni uske aakaar ko kitne aaraam se, kitni sahajta se 'small' kahkar sambodhit kar rahi thi!

"Lekin zaroorat kya hai Kaavya?!" Rajesh ne us packet ko haath lagaane se inkaar karte hue phusphusaahat mein apna gussa ugla, "Tum baat ghuma rahi ho! Main yeh poochh raha hoon ki jab meri medical report saaf kahti hai ki koi khatra nahi hai, to achanak tumko is rubber ki kya soojhi?"

Kaavya ne apni aankhen Rajesh ki aankhon mein daaleen. Uski aawaaz mein ek aisi thandi, nirmam practical logic thi jise koi insaan aasaani se nahi kaat sakta tha:

"Rajesh, aap teen hafte se baahar the. Hyderabad, Bengaluru, Chennai... teen alag-alag shahron ke hotalon mein rahe hain, wahan ke bistaron par soye hain, wahan ke bathroom istemaal kiye hain. Safar mein kitne tarah ke bacterial infection aur skin allergy ka khatra hota hai, aapko andaaza bhi hai? Pichhle saal bhi jab aap Delhi se laute the, to aapko private parts mein fungal infection ho gaya tha jise theek hone mein do maheene lage the."

Usne ek qadam aur aage badhaaya. Uska lahza poori tarah surakshaatmak ho gaya:

"Aur meri apni vaginal pH pichhle kuchh dinon se bahut sensitive chal rahi hai. Main din-raat ghar ka kaam karti hoon, Tauji ki teemaardaari karti hoon... main koi naya infection ya beemaari afford nahi kar sakti. Agar aap bina protection ke aayenge, to koi bhi external bacteria seedhe mujhe lagega."

Rajesh ke paas is baat ka koi javaab nahi tha.

Kaavya ne uske jism ko, uski mardaangi ko kisi gair mard ki tarah 'infectious' aur 'asurakshit' ghoshit kar diya tha! Lekin wo aisi dharana thi jise sunkar koi bhi mard agar zidd kare, to wo gande aur laparwah pati ki zidd bankar rah jaata.

"Isliye," Kaavya ne narmi se, lekin ek antim faisle ki tarah kaha, "agar aapko pyaar karna hai... to yeh pehanna hi hoga. Warna aap aaraam se so jaaiye, subah baat karenge."

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Rajesh andhere mein khada apni saansen chabaata raha.

Uski jaanghon ke beech ki wo bhayanak, voyeuristic aag itni tez jal rahi thi ki wo peeche hatne ki haalat mein nahi tha. Teen maheene ki bhookh, aur pichhle dedh ghante se uske dimaag mein chalti hui Tauji aur Kaavya ki wo nangi kalpanaayen uske ahem par bhaari pad gayin.

"Theek hai... laao!" Rajesh ne daant peeste hue Kaavya ke haath se wo chaandi ka packet chheen liya.

Usne kaanpte haathon se us foil ko faada. Bheetar se tel aur silicon lubricant mein lathpath wo patla, peela sa latex ring baahar nikla.

Rajesh ne apni patloon neeche gira di. Wo us rubber ko apne ang par chadhaane ki koshish karne laga, lekin uske haath tanaav, sharm aur gusse se itne kaanp rahe the ki wo ring baar-baar fisal jaata tha. Uski aadhi uttejna to is bezzati ke bojh tale hi marne lagi thi.

"Laaiye... main madad kar deti hoon," Kaavya ne bahut dheemi aawaaz mein kaha.

Kaavya bed ke kinaare par baithi. Usne Rajesh ke kaanpte haathon se wo condom liya.

Usne apne naazuk, gori hatheliyon se Rajesh ke ang ko thaama. Uski ungliyan us patle, chaar-saadhe chaar inch ke dheele padte maans ko chhoo rahi theen...

Lekin uske avachetan man ki gahraaiyon mein, teen ghante pehle ka wo manzar kisi bijli ki tarah kaundh utha! Theek yahi naazuk, gori ungliyan theen jinhone us common bathroom ke sangmarmar par ghutnon ke bal baithkar, pajaame ke naade ko khola tha... aur apne dono haathon mein Sukhdev Tauji ka wo vishaal, kaala, saadhe aath inch ka shiraaon se bhara pahalwaan ang sambhaala tha! Us boodhe dehaati shareer ki wo prachand, ubalti hui garmi, wo lohe jaisi bhaari motaai, wo aadim paurush ki gandh jo kisi akhaade ki geeli mitti jaisi thi...

Aur ab... uski ungliyon ke neeche yeh kya tha?

Yeh ek kamzor, daftari mez par baithkar sadi hui, daal ke paani par palne waali ek patli si, bejaan tahni thi!

Us zameeni aur aasmaani farq ne... us bhayanak shareerik tulna ne Kaavya ke dimaag ko ek second ke liye sunn kar diya.

Kaavya ka chehra apni jagah par jam gaya. Uski dono bhaunhein anjaane mein hi khinchkar aapas mein jud gayin. Uski aankhon mein ek pal ke liye gahra achraj, ek chhipi hui ghin aur ek behad teekhi, bebas daya ka bhaav kaundh gaya. Uske gulaabi honth ek ajeeb si hiqaarat aur taras ke saath sikud gaye, maano wo kisi bachhe ke toote hue khilaune ko dekh rahi ho!

*Wo ek second ka aniyantrit, nanga micro-expression tha... lekin us ek second ne Rajesh ki bachi-khuchi aatma ko bhi nanga kar diya!*

Rajesh seedhe neeche dekh raha tha. Usne Kaavya ke chehre par aaye us khinchaav ko, uski aankhon mein ubhri us ghin aur taras ki parchhaai ko apni nangi aankhon se pakad liya tha!

Rajesh ki chhaati mein jaise kisi ne khoulta hua tezaab udel diya ho.

Uska dil itni zor se dhadka ki uski pasliyan kaanp utheen. Wo jaanta tha! Wo achhi tarah jaanta tha ki Kaavya ki aankhon mein yeh bhaav kyon aaya tha! Usne apne phone ki 1080p screen par us manzar ko pachaas baar zoom karke dekha tha... wo jaanta tha ki Kaavya ke haathon ne aaj shaam kya naapa tha, aur ab wo haath kise chhoo rahe the!

Ek asahaaniyat, zehreeli dard Rajesh ke halak mein bhar aayi. Usne apni phadakti hui aawaaz ko kisi tarah baahar nikaala:

"Kya hua Kaavya? Aise... aise kyon dekh rahi ho mujhe?"

Kaavya buri tarah chaunk gayi.

Uski saans gale mein hi atak gayi.

Use turant ehsaas hua ki uske chehre ka naqaab ek pal ke liye fisal chuka tha. Usne apni palkon ko tezi se jhapkaaya aur apne chehre ke us achraj ko fauran ek jhoothi, sahaj muskaan ke neeche chhupaane ki koshish ki:

"Are... kuchh nahi Rajesh. Wo... bas dekh rahi thi ki rubber ka roll seedha hai ya ulta... kahin galat na chadh jaaye. Aap bhi na... har baat mein kuchh na kuchh dhoondhne lagte hain."

Usne turant nazrein chura leen aur apni ungliyon se us compact latex ko tezi se Rajesh ke ang par neeche ki taraf chadha diya.

Rajesh ne dobaara nahi poochha.

Usne ek shabd bhi aage nahi badhaaya. Uske paas poochhne ki koi auqaat hi nahi bachi thi. Agar usne zara sa bhi kureda, agar usne kaha ki *'Tu mere is chaar inch ke ang ko us boodhe ke aath inch se toul rahi hai na?!'*, to use apni un chhipi hui aankhon ka, un cameron ka hisaab dena padta. Wo us sach ko qabool nahi kar sakta tha.

Wo apne hi bune hue gande jaale mein tadapta hua ek napunsak keeda bankar rah gaya tha.

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Kaavya bed par let gayi.

Usne apni kurti aur inner ko hata diya tha. Kamre ke neele neem-andhere mein uska gatheela, sudaul jism reshmi chaadar par kisi taraashi hui sangmarmar ki moorti ki tarah chamak raha tha. Uske 34D ke bhare-poore, ubhre hue stan uski saanson ke saath bahut dheere-dheere oopar-neeche ho rahe the. Uski suraahidaar gardan, uska patla pet aur uski chaudi, chikni jaanghein... sab kuchh us purush ke saamne khula tha jisne chhah saal pehle aag ke saat phere lekar us par apna adhikaar paaya tha.

Rajesh ghutnon ke bal uske oopar jhuka.

Usne Kaavya ke honthon ko choomne ki koshish ki, lekin Kaavya ne bahut nazaakat se apna chehra halka sa ek taraf mod liya. Uska yeh modna koi khula tiraskaar nahi tha, balki ek aisi shaaleen kootneeti thi jo yeh jataati thi ki use thakaan hai, ya wo seedhe kaam ki baat par aana chaahti hai.

"Rajesh... bahut der ho rahi hai. Kal subah Tauji ko doctor ke paas bhi le jaana hai... please, jaldi kar lijiye."

Kaavya ki is sapaat, gharelu hidaayat ne us rishte ke saare romance ko ek hi pal mein dafan kar diya.

Rajesh ne ek gahri saans li. Uske rubber chadhe ang mein uttejna se zyaada ek hataasha bhari zidd sawaar thi. Usne bina kisi foreplay ke, bina kisi sparsh ya chumban ke, seedhe Kaavya ki dono jaanghon ko pakadkar alag kiya.

Aur phir... usne apne ang ko Kaavya ki yoni ke chhidra par set kiya.

Us pal... kamre ke bheetar ka sannata jaise ek patthar ban gaya.

Kaavya ka bheetari jism... poori tarah sookha pada tha!

Wahan na koi kaamuk ras tha, na koi geelapan, na koi garmi. Kaavya ka shareer us aahat, bezzat aur bimaar pati ko apne bheetar samaane ke liye taiyaar hi nahi tha! Uski yoni ki deewaarein sukdi hui aur bejaan theen, maano koi patthari zameen kisi anchaahe pair ke neeche aane se inkaar kar rahi ho.

Lekin Rajesh rukne waala nahi tha.

Usne apne ahem ke josh mein, bina kisi lubricating fluid ke, apne us rubber-chhadhe ang ko poori taaqat se andar dhakel diya!

Rubber ki us bejaan jhilli aur sookhi twacha ke beech ek khurdura, gharshan bhara khinchaav paida hua.

Kaavya ke chehre par dard ki ek teekhi lakeer ubhar aayi. Uski saans ek jhatke se halak mein phansi. Uski dono mutthiyan bistar ki chaadar ko bheenjhne lageen. Wo ghutan, wo jalan itni ajeeb thi ki Kaavya ko laga jaise koi sukhi lakdi uske naazuk maans ko chheel rahi ho.

Rajesh ne ek aur jhatka maara.

Uski saansen phoolne lageen. Wo haanfte hue Kaavya ke oopar hilne laga. Wo chaahta tha ki Kaavya uski taaqat ko mehsoos kare... wo chaahta tha ki Kaavya chillaaye, karaahe, use mard samjhe!

Aur tab... Kaavya ne ek aisi ajeeb kootneeti apanaayi jo sirf ek behad chalaak aur mamataamayi aurat hi kar sakti thi.

Kaavya ne apni aankhen band kar leen. Usne apne dimaag ko us bistar se, us andhere kamre se aur apne oopar haanfte hue us chhotay se pati se poori tarah kaat liya.

Aur phir, usne apne gulaabi honthon ko halka sa kholkar, gale se ek behad madhur, nasheeli aur jhoothi siskaari nikaali:

"Aahhh... Rajesh..."

Uski aawaaz mein itni banaawati narmi, itni sadhi hui meethaas thi ki wo kisi bhi bhole mard ko bahkaane ke liye kaafi thi:

"Uff... aap... aap bahut tez hain aaj... aahhh..."

Usne apni dono hatheliyan Rajesh ki peeth par rakh deen. Wo bahut aahista se Rajesh ke kandhon ko sahlaane lagi, aur har dhakke ke saath apne honthon se ek jhoothi, taras bhari kaamuk karaah chhodne lagi:

"Hmm... Rajesh... jaan... mat rukiye... bahut... bahut achha lag raha hai... aahhh..."

Wo siskaariyan koi hawas ki cheekhein nahi theen. Wo ek dayaalu, samajhdaar patni dwara apne kamzor pati ke paurush ko bachaane ke liye boli gayi 'pavitra, dilaasa dene waali jhoothi baatein' theen! Wo Rajesh ke jhoothe mardaani ghamand par ek reshmi marham laga rahi thi taaki uska pati khud ko naamard samajhkar kamre mein rone na lage!

Aur Rajesh?

Rajesh ka dimaag achhi tarah jaanta tha ki yeh sab ek naatak hai!

Wo jaanta tha ki neeche Kaavya ka jism sookha pada hai, uski yoni mein koi ras nahi hai, uska dil is milan mein shaamil nahi hai. Lekin ek doobte hue mard ko tinke ka sahaara bhi samandar jaisa lagta hai. Kaavya ke munh se nikli un jhoothi siskaariyon ne, uske kaanon mein ghulti us *"Aahhh... Rajesh..."* ki banaawati pukaar ne Rajesh ke kunthit, mare hue dimaag ko ek bhayanak, unmaadi oorja se bhar diya!

Uski mardaangi ko us jhoothi taareef ki aisi afeem chadhi ki uska badan junoon mein paagal ho utha.

'Yeh mere liye karaah rahi hai!' Rajesh ne apne man ko dhokhe mein rakhte hue khud ko samjhaaya, 'Yeh meri biwi hai... yeh mujhe mehsoos kar rahi hai!'

Us paagalpan ke nashe mein, Rajesh ne apni kamar ki gati badha di. Wo poori taaqat se us rubber chadhe ang ko us sookhi yoni mein dhakelne laga. Gharshan ki jalan ke baawajood, Kaavya ki un jhoothi karaahon ke sahaare Rajesh us raat apni aam seema se kahin zyaada tik gaya. Jo mard aamtaur par tees second mein dher ho jaata tha, wo us raat poore saat-aath minute tak haanfta hua, paseene mein nahaata hua apni poori taaqat jhonkta raha!

Kamre mein sirf un dono ke bhaari saanson ki aawaaz, bed ke spring ki halki choon-choon aur Kaavya ki wo banaawati, sadhi hui siskaariyan goonjti raheen.

Kaavya un saat minute-on mein kahan thi?

Kaavya ne apni aankhen ek pal ke liye bhi nahi kholeen. Ghane palkon ke us kaale parde ke peechhe, usne khud ko apne oopar haanfte hue us kamzor pati se poori tarah alag kar liya tha.

Uske band dimaag ke bheetar, wo kamra gaayab ho chuka tha.

Uski band aankhon ke saamne sirf aur sirf Sukhdev Tauji ka wo 95 kilo ka vishaalkaay dehaati shareer ghoom raha tha! Wo chauda, baalon se bhara seena... wo paseene se bheegee hui taanbe jaisi twacha... aur wo saadhe aath inch ka khaufnaak, lohe jaisa ang jise usne apne dono haathon mein thaama tha! Kaavya apne khayaalon mein us boodhe pahalwaan ke neeche dabi hui thi... wo mehsoos kar rahi thi ki kaash yeh dhakke kisi asli mard ke hote! Kaash koi aisa badan uske oopar hota jo uski sookhi zameen ko ek hi waar mein cheer kar rakh deta!

Un khayaalon ki tapish itni teevra thi ki Kaavya ke halak se jo agli siskaari nikli, wo jhoothi hote hue bhi bahut gahri thi:

*"Aahhh... Ta... uff... Rajesh..."*

Usne 'Tauji' ka pehla akshar apne munh mein hi ghont liya tha, lekin Rajesh us time apni hi charmotkarsh ki andhi andhi surang mein daud raha tha. Use kuchh sunaai nahi diya.

"Kaavya... main... main aa raha hoon!" Rajesh paagalon ki tarah gurraaya.

Usne Kaavya ke koolhon ko bheenjh liya, uski peeth kamaan ki tarah tani, aur ek aakhiri, hataasha bhare jhatke ke saath uska jism Kaavya ke oopar dheela pad gaya.

Us rubber ki patli thaili ke bheetar, Rajesh ke kamzor, paani jaise patle veerya ki kuchh bejaan boonden chhootkar jama ho gayin.

Rajesh poori tarah haanfta hua, Kaavya ki nangi chhaati par apna sar tikaakar dher ho gaya. Uska paseena Kaavya ke stanon par tapak raha tha.

"Hoonh... aah..." Rajesh ne ek lambi, thaki hui saans chhodi. Use lag raha tha ki usne koi bahut bada qila fateh kar liya hai.

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Lekin wo qila ret ka tha... aur uska dhahna usi second tay tha.

Jaise hi Rajesh ka veeryapaat khatam hua, Kaavya ke chehre se wo saara banaawati romance, wo saari siskaariyan aur wo saara jhootha samarpan ek hi jhatke mein aise gaayab ho gaya jaise kisi ne switch off kar diya ho!

Uska poora badan ek jhatke se sakht ho gaya.

Usne ek second bhi Rajesh ko apne seene par bardaasht nahi kiya. Usne bina koi nazaakat dikhaaye, dono haathon se Rajesh ke kandhon ko pakadkar use poori taaqat se apne oopar se ek taraf dhakel diya!

"Rajesh, please!" Kaavya ki aawaaz mein ab na koi pyaar tha, na koi nazaakat... sirf ek teekha, ghin bhara khinchaav tha, "Hatiye oopar se... mera dam ghut raha hai!"

Rajesh bed par ludhakk kar ek taraf gir gaya. Wo hakka-bakka hokar Kaavya ko dekhne laga.

Kaavya ne ek second bhi ganwaaye bina, apne haath se us rubber ke aavaran ko Rajesh ke ang se alag karne ka aadesh diya. Uski aankhon mein ek aisi shuchita aur sharm thi jaise wo kisi thande kachre ko dekh rahi ho:

"Ise turant utaariye Rajesh! Jaaiye... ise toilet paper mein lapetkar seedhe dustbin mein daaliye. Yahan bistar par mat chhoona ise!"

Rajesh ne kaanpte haathon se us rubber ko kheenchkar utaara. Usne bedside table par rakhe tissue paper ke box se do tissue kheenche aur us gande, chipchipaate packet ko usmein lapet diya. Wo ladkhadaate qadmon se dustbin ki taraf badha aur use andar fenk diya.

Jab wo mudkar bistar ki taraf aaya, to Kaavya wahan nahi thi.

Kaavya bistar se utar chuki thi. Usne farsh par padi apni satin ki night-robe ko jhapatkar apne nange badan par daal liya tha aur use seene par kas liya tha.

Uski chaal mein ek aisi tezi, ek aisi hadbadaahat thi jaise uske jism par kisi ne acid daal diya ho aur wo kisi jharne ki taraf bhaag rahi ho.

Wo seedhe master bathroom ke andar ghusi aur darwaaza peechhe se zordaar aawaaz ke saath band kar diya!

Bathroom ka darwaaza band hua, aur andar se peetal ki bhaari chatkani chadhne ki teekhi aawaaz aayi: *Khat!*

Kamre mein akela baitha Rajesh apni hi sej par ek laachaar, apmaanit apraadhi ki tarah nanga baitha rah gaya.

Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo us saat minute ki jhoothi jeet par hanse... ya is nangi, veebhats haqeeqat par apna sar peet le.

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Bathroom ke bheetar, Kaavya ne aate hi sabse pehle washbasin ka nal poori taaqat se khol diya.

Uska poora badan ek ajeeb si, rooh kampa dene waali ghin se kaanp raha tha. Usne basin ke sheeshe mein apna chehra dekha, uski aankhon mein aansoo chhalak aaye the, aur uske honth kaanp rahe the.

'Hey Bhagwan... yeh kya tha?' Kaavya ne apne dono haathon se apna munh dhak liya, uski siskaari basin ke bahte paani mein dab gayi, 'Main kyon leti uske neeche? Kyon maine wo ganda naatak kiya? Us rubber ki badboo... wo gharshan... mujhe ulti aa rahi hai!'

Usne bina ek pal ganwaaye, shower ka garm paani chaalu kar diya.

Garm paani ki tez, khoulti hui dhaar jaise hi shower se neeche giri, Kaavya ne apne badan se wo robe noonch kar fenk diya. Wo seedhe us khoulte hue paani ke neeche jaakar khadi ho gayi.

Usne counter par rakhi Mysore Sandal saabun ki poori nayi tikiya uthaayi. Usne khurdura loofah uthaaya aur us saabun ko ragad-ragad kar us par gaadha, safed jhaag banaane lagi.

Aur phir... Kaavya ne paagalon ki tarah apne jism ko ragadna shuru kiya.

Usne apni dono jaanghon ke beech, apne private part ke baahari hisse, apne pet, apni naabhi aur apni kamar ko us loofah se itni zor-zor se ghisa ki uski gori, doodhiya twacha chheelkar bilkul laal padne lagi! Wo khud ko aise dho rahi thi jaise us par koi bhayanak, sankraamak mail chipak gaya ho! Wo us rubber ke sparsh ko, apne pati ke us 4.7 inch ke kamzor gharshan ko apni chamdi se khuroch-khuroch kar nikaal dena chaahti thi!

*Aur yahin par... wo khaufnaak manovaigyaanik antarvirodh nanga ho gaya!*

Teen ghante pehle... isi ghar ke doosre bathroom mein, Kaavya bina kisi jhijhak ke, nange haathon se Sukhdev Tauji ki assi ghante ki sookhi gandagi ko dho rahi thi. Usne us boodhe pahalwaan ke bhaari, baalon se bhare chootadon ko chhua tha, jet-spray se uski guda ko saaf kiya tha, aur uske nange, risste hue vishaal ang ko bina kisi rubber ke apni hatheliyon mein thaama tha...

Tab uske man mein ghin ka ek qatra bhi nahi aaya tha! Tab uske bheetar maatritva, sewa aur ek aadim aakarshan ka aisa pavitra nasha tha ki wo us vishaal jism ke saamne natmastak ho gayi thi.

Lekin yahan... apne hi byaahta pati ke saath, us rubber ki safe deewaar ke peechhe kiye gaye sambhog ke baad, wo khud ko itna apavitra, itna ganda aur itna bhrasht mehsoos kar rahi thi ki apni hi chamdi ko lahuluhan karne par utaaru thi!

Kaavya shower ke neeche hi ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. Garm paani uske sar se bahta hua uski aansuon se bheegee aankhon mein ja raha tha. Wo apne seene par haath rakhkar sisakti rahi:

'Main apni hi sej par vaeshya ban gayi hoon... maine sirf uske mardaani ghamand ko bachaane ke liye jhooth bola. Lekin mera jism... mera jism to abhi bhi bhookha hai. Wo andar se paani raha hai... aur yeh mard mujhe kabhi bujha nahi paayega!'

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Lagbhag bees minute baad, jab Kaavya bathroom se baahar nikli, to wo ek mote, gahre neele rang ke cotton bathrobe mein sar se pair tak lipti hui thi. Uske baal geele tauliye mein bandhe the, aur uski aankhen rone ki wajah se halki laal theen.

Master bedroom mein sirf khidki ki neeli roshni bachi thi.

Rajesh bed ke kinaare par baitha tha. Usne apni sookhi t-shirt aur boxer pahan liye the. Wo sar jhukaaye, apni kaanpti hui ungliyon ko ghutnon par tikaaye baitha tha. Uska chehra kisi paraajit, mare hue sipaahi jaisa lag raha tha.

Kaavya ko kamre mein aate dekhkar, Rajesh ne bahut dheere se apni nazrein uthaayein.

Uski aankhon mein itni gahri, itni laachaar aur bheekh maangti hui dard thi ki Kaavya ka stree-dil ek baar phir dahal utha.

"Kaavya..." Rajesh ki aawaaz itni dheemi, itni sookhi thi maano uske gale mein kaante chubh rahe hon, "Sach-sach batao... kya main tumhaare laayak nahi raha?"

Us chhote se sawaal mein chhah saal ki shaadi ka saara khokhlapan simat aaya tha.

"Tumne aaj mujhse condom maanga... tumne wo small size ka packet nikaala... aur uske baad, tumhaara wo chehra..." Rajesh ke honth kaanpe, uski aankhon ke kooron se ek bebas aansoo fisalkar uske gaal par bah nikla, "Mujhe pata hai Kaavya... main us beemaari ke baad andar se khatam ho chuka hoon. Main tumko wo sukh nahi de pa raha hoon jiski tum haqdaar ho. Kya tum... kya tum mujhse nafrat karne lagi ho?"

Kaavya ke qadam wahin thahar gaye.

Uska dil paseej gaya. Wo chaahe apne bheetar us dehaati pahalwaan ke liye kitni bhi aag mehsoos kar rahi ho, lekin yeh saamne baitha laachaar insaan uska byaahta pati tha... uski bachhi ka baap tha. Usne chhah saal tak is mard ke saath ek ghar basaaya tha.

Kaavya bahut aahista se chalkar bed ke paas aayi.

Wo Rajesh ke saamne baith gayi. Usne apne dono naazuk, gore haathon mein Rajesh ke us bujhe hue, kaanpte chehre ko thaam liya. Usne apne angoothe se Rajesh ke gaal par gire us aansoo ko bahut komalta se ponchha:

"Rajesh... Hey Bhagwan, aap kaisi paagalon jaisi baatein kar rahe hain?"

Kaavya ki aawaaz mein ek aisi sachhi, mamata bhari narmi ghool aayi jo kisi bhi ghaav par marham laga sakti thi:

"Maine aapse kabhi nafrat ki hai kya? Aap mere pati hain... meri bachhi ke pita hain. Agar aap beemaar hain, to kya main aapse nafrat karne lagoongi? Aur condom ki baat... maine sirf aur sirf aapki aur apni sehat ke liye kaha tha. Aap use apni mardaangi ki haar kyon samajh rahe hain? Aap is ghar ke mard hain... mere pati hain."

Wo ek-ek lafz ek 'pavitra, dilaasa dene waala jhooth' tha. Lekin usne wo jhooth itni khoobsurati se, itne apne-pan se bola ki Rajesh ki sookhi aatma ko ek pal ke liye sahaara mil gaya.

"Sach kah rahi ho tum?" Rajesh ne ek bachhe ki tarah Kaavya ki aankhon mein dekha.

"Bilkul sach," Kaavya ne ek halki, thaki hui muskaan ke saath uske maathe par apne honth tika diye, "Ab yeh sab sochna band kijiye. Aapki sehat hi meri sabse badi daulat hai... chaliye, so jaaiye."

Usne Rajesh ke kandhe ko sahlaakar use takiye par lita diya. Usne khud apne haathon se bhaari reshmi razaai uske seene tak kheench di.

Rajesh, jo pichhle ikkees dinon se neend ke liye taras raha tha aur aaj raat ke is maanasik wa shareerik tanaav se poori tarah toot chuka tha, us razaai ki garmaahat mein aate hi kuchh hi minute-on mein gahri, besudh neend mein doob gaya.

Kamre mein uske bhaari, thake hue kharraaton ki aawaaz goonjne lagi.

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Lekin Kaavya nahi soyi.

Wo us bade, king-size bed ke doosre kone par, Rajesh se do feet ki doori par peeth pherkar leti thi. Uski aankhen poori tarah khuli theen, aur wo chhat par dheere-dheere ghoomte hue ceiling fan ke teen paron ko ektak ghoor rahi thi.

Uska bathrobe khula hua tha, aur uski nangi chhaati ke bheetar ek aisa bhayanak, bhookha khaalipan dhadak raha tha jo use sone nahi de raha tha.

Rajesh ke us saat minute ke rubber waale gharshan ne uski pyaas bujhaayi nahi thi... balki uske bheetar soyi hui hawas ki raakh ko kuredkar ek dhadakti hui aag bana diya tha! Uska poora jism, uski jaanghein, uske koolhe aur uske nipple ek asli, bhaari aur beparwah mardaani chhooan ke liye tadap rahe the!

Aur theek usi time...

Kamre ki us nau inch ki saanjhi deewaar ke us paar se, ek bahut gahri, bhaari aur ghurghuraati hui saans ki aawaaz aayi.

*Hoonhh... kharrar...*

Sukhdev Tauji apni khaat par karwat badal rahe the. Unke 95 kilo ke bhaari, lohe jaise badan ke neeche wo dehaati lakdi ki khaat bahut dheemi aawaaz mein charmaraayi: *Charrar...*

Kaavya ki saansen ek second ke liye gale mein hi atak gayin.

Uske roongte khade ho gaye. Deewaar ke us paar soya wo chhappan saal ka vishaalkaay pahaad... wo mard jiski nangi jaanghon ko usne aaj shaam chhua tha, wo mard jiske ang ka wazan uski ungliyon mein abhi bhi chhapa hua tha... wo sirf us nau inch ki eenton ke us paar leta tha!

Kaavya ne apni dono aankhen kaskar meench leen. Usne razaai ko apni chhaati par aur kas liya, lekin uske badan ki thartharaahat nahi ruki.

Ek taraf uska pati tha, jo saat minute ke banaawati drame ke baad, rubber ki thaili mein kuchh boonden giraakar bachhon ki tarah besudh so raha tha...

Aur doosri taraf wo dehaati boodha tha, jo apni tooti hui haddiyon ke baawajood, poore ghar ki hawa mein apni mardaangi ka khauf phailaaye pada tha.

Kaavya ne karwat badli aur apne takiye mein munh chhupa liya. Uski aankhon se khaamosh aansuon ki ek garam dhaar bahkar takiye ke gilaaf ko bhigone lagi.

Use nahi pata tha ki yeh nau inch ki deewaar use kab tak bacha paayegi... lekin wo jaanti thi ki uske bheetar ka yeh sookha, bhookha badan bahut jald kisi bahut bade, vinaashkaari toofaan ko daawat dene waala tha.