04-11-2026, 05:37 PM
और काव्या के कूल्हे ताऊजी के मुंह पर पागलों की तरह पिस रहे थे। दाढ़ी की उस तीखी चुभन और जीभ की उस प्यासी लपट ने उसकी योनि की अंदरूनी मांसपेशियों को भयंकर संकुचनों से भर दिया था। उसका पूरा बदन एक ऐसे महा-विस्फोट के कगार पर पहुंच चुका था जहाँ से वापसी की कोई राह नहीं थी!
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kamre ke us thande, chandani bhare sannaate mein... ghadi ki suiyan 01:26:15 AM par kanp rahi thin.
Sukhdev Tauji ki aankhen jhatake se poori ki poori khul chuki thin. unki neend kisi sookhe patte ki tarah ek hi jhatake mein ud gayi thi, aur saamne jo nazara tha... usne akhaade ke us chhappan sal ke buzurg pahalwaan ke seene mein jaise koi dahakata hua gola rakh diya tha!
saamne... unke apne donon phaile hue ghutanon ke beech... farsh ke mote Kashmiri rug par ghutanon ke bal baithi thi unki apni kulawadhoo: Kaavya.
Kaavya, jisake badan par sirf ek maheen kaali bra thi. jisaki gori, tarashi hui kamar par khidaki se chhanakar aati chandani kisi sangamaramar ki tarah chamak rahi thi... aur jisake donon bheege, kheenche hue honthon ke bheetar unka apna poora ka poora sanwala, nason se bhara faulaadi paurush crown samet gaharaee tak samaya hua tha!
shuruaat ke do second tak Tauji ka jism samajh hi Nahi paya ki wo zinda hain ya kisi khauphanak, madahosh kar dene wale khwab ki girapht mein hain. unako sirf apne pairon ke beech ek aisa bhayanak, jannat jaisa khinchaw mahasoos ho raha tha jo unki reedh ki haddi ko nichod raha tha.
Tauji ke sookhe, jhurreedar honth phadaphadae. unke halak se ek tooti hui, kanpati aur dari hui phusaphusahat phooti:
“h... bahu?! yeh... yeh kya anarth kar rahi hai tu... chhod... peechhe hat...”
Tauji ne ghabarakar peechhe hatane ki koshish ki. unka man, unki maryada aur unki kul ki pagadi ek jhatake mein cheekh uthi. lekin unka apna hi jism is time unke khilaph bagawat kar chuka tha!
unke donon haath bhaari, safed plaster mein jakade hue the aur seene par medical slings mein bandhe the. unke paas n to Kaavya ko peechhe dhakelane ke liye ungliyon ki pakad thi, aur n hi bazuon ka zor. aur sabase bada dhokha to unke apne us dahakate hue aath-saadhe aath inch ke mardani ang ne diya tha, jo Kaavya ke munh ke us garm, makhamali ghere ke bheetar aur zyada tamatamakar, lohe ki kisi garm chhad ki tarah akad chuka tha!
Tauji ki chhaati dhaunkani ki tarah chalane lagi. unke munh se ek aur bebas, tharatharati hui karah nikali:
“bahu... chhod... Nahi, mat chhod... he bhagawan... yeh kaisa nasha hai... tu hat kyun Nahi jati...”
lekin Kaavya Nahi hati.
usne Tauji ke us paurush ko apne munh se zara sa dheela kiya, bas itana ki uska jamuni sira uske raseele honthon ki seema par aa tike. usne apne munh se use poori tarah alag Nahi hone diya.
chandani ki us maddham, thandi roshni mein Kaavya ne apni badi, kajarari aur paseene se bheegi aankhen uthaeen. uski aankhon ne seedhe Tauji ki phati, dari hui aankhon mein jhanka.
un aankhon mein n koi pachhatawa tha, n koi sharm ki kanpati deewaar thi. usamen sirf ek beintaha pyasi, bagawati aurat ki dhadhakati hui aag thi.
Kaavya ne apne baen haath ki ek thandi, kanpati ungli uthaee aur bahut aahista se Tauji ke honthon par rakh di. uski ungli mein ek siharan thi, lekin uska lahaza behad gehra, bheega hua aur dheema tha:
“shashash... Tauji... zara bhi aawaz mat nikalie... baahar... baarah feet door galiyaare ke par master bedroom mein Rajesh soe hain.”
Tauji ka saans gale mein hi atak gaya. 'Rajesh' ka nam sunate hi unke boodhe jism mein ek barpheela current daud gaya. unki aankhen us band darwaaze ki taraf ghoomeen aur phir wapas Kaavya ke chehre par aakar thahar gayin.
Kaavya ki saanson ki garm hawa Tauji ke us sanwale shaft ki neeli nason se takara rahi thi, jisase wo ang halke se tharathara utha. Kaavya ne Tauji ki aankhon mein dekhate hue bahut dabi, phusaphusati aawaz mein kaha, jisamen ek ajeeb si dahshat aur waham ghula hua tha:
“main janati hoon Tauji... wo office ki beintaha thakan mein choor hokar gehri neend mein so rahe hain... wo itani aasani se Nahi jagane wale. lekin mera dil... mera dil halak mein dhadak raha hai! main ratti bhar ka bhi jokhim Nahi le sakati... ek parasent ka bhi Nahi! agar is sannaate mein hamaari ek zara si aah ya sisakari bhi us galiyaare tak tair gayi... to hum donon kaheen munh dikhane layak Nahi bachenge. isliye bilkul chup rahie... ek saans bhi bina soche mat chhodie...”
Tauji ne ghabarakar ek sookhi ghoont bhari. Kaavya ka wo waham, uska wo khauf aur uski wo jismani aag... donon ek hi saans mein milakar us kamre ki hawa ko bhaari kar rahe the.
Kaavya ne bahut dabi, madahosh aawaz mein aage phusaphusaya:
“mujhe rokane ki koshish mat karie Tauji... aaj mat rokie. jo aag itane hafton se mujhe andar hi andar jala rahi thi... wo aaj mere bas se baahar ho chuki hai. mujhe aapko wo sukoon dene do... jo itane hafton se adhoora pada tha...”
kamre ke oopari kone mein... chhat ke kinaare laga wo chhota sa camera 04 us andhere mein khamoshi se apna kam kar raha tha.
uski chhoti si laal batti bina kisi aawaz ke maddham-maddham jal-bujh rahi thi. koi us laiw pheed ko is wakt baithakar Nahi dekh raha tha, n kisi ki smartwatch par koi dil ki dhadkan ka alarm baj raha tha. wo sirf ek khamosh, cold digital gawah ki tarah us monochrome night-vision mein har ek harakat, har ek saans aur paseene ki har ek chamakati boond ko apni encrypted memori mein darj karata ja raha tha.
baahar poore flat 903 mein kabr jaisa sannaata pasara tha. master bedroom ka darwaaza band tha jahan Rajesh apni bhaari, bekhabar neend mein dooba hua tha. lekin andar... us guest room ke bheetar maryada aur hawas ki sari haden pighalane lagi thin.
Kaavya ne dobara apne munh ko aage badhaya.
usne ek gehra khinchaw paida kiya. Tauji ke us wishal, tanbe jaise ang ka pehla teen inch ka hissa dobara uske halak mein utar gaya.
Kaavya ne apne sir ko ek dheemi, layabaddh raphtar se oopar-neeche karana shuroo kiya. lekin jaise hi wo is kriya mein doobi, ek bhayanak jismani aur wyawaharik rukawat uske saamne deewaar banakar khadi ho gayi.
Kaavya us time farsh ke kaleen par ghutanon ke bal baithi thi. uska ek haath Tauji ki sakht jaangh par tika tha, aur uska doosra bayan haath apni hi jaanghon ke beech reng raha tha.
Kaavya ka apna nichala hissa... uski apni yoni is time kisi khaulati hui bhatti ki tarah tap rahi thi. uska poora jism kam-ras se bheega hua tha, uski jaanghon ke andarooni hisse chipachipe aur garm the. wo apne baen haath ki do ungliyon se apni hi yoni ke ubhare hue, tadapate dane ko pagalon ki tarah ragadane ki koshish kar rahi thi, taaki Tauji ko munh se sukh dete-dete wo khud bhi us charam par pahunch sake!
lekin farsh ki wo banawat kisi azab ki tarah sabit ho rahi thi.
pehla dard to uske ghutanon mein tha, us Kashmiri rug ke neeche ka kankreet farsh uske nazuk, tarashe hue ghutanon ki haddiyon mein teer ki tarah chubh raha tha.
doosra dard uski gardan aur jabade ka tha, farsh se us Wakefit ke gadde ki oonchaee qareeb dedh feet oopar thi. Tauji ke us wishal ang ko apne munh mein lene ke liye Kaavya ko apni gardan ko paintalees degree ke ek behad aswabhawik, thaka dene wale kon par kheenchakar rakhana pad raha tha. uske jabade ki nasen dukhane lagi thin, aur uske honth us bhaari motaee ki wajah se khinchakar dard karane lage the.
aur sabase bhayanak bat thi: uski apni saanson ki aawaz aur uska waham!
jab koi aurat khud apni ungliyon se apni yoni ko masalati hai, to us sukh ke dabaw mein uski saansen bekaboo ho jati hain. Kaavya ke halak se, Tauji ke ang ke kinaron se chhanakar, tez-tez aur phati hui hanphane ki aawazen nikalane lagi thin: *“hmmm... aahh... uff...”*
Kaavya ka poora jism khauf se kanp utha.
uska dimaag cheekh pada: *'Nahi... Nahi Kaavya! tu yeh kya kar rahi hai?! Rajesh bhale hi gehri neend mein hai... lekin agar teri ungliyon ke is khel mein teri koi dabi hui cheekh nikal gayi... agar yeh bhaari hanphane ki aawaz baahar chali gayi, to sab tabah ho jaega!'*
use phauran samajh aa gaya ki is tarah zameen par baithakar... ek haath se khud ko sahalate hue wo kabhi shant Nahi ho paegi. agar use charam sukh tak pahunchana hai, to use zor-zor se tadapana padega, uske munh se cheekhen nikalengi, aur wo is waham aur sannaate mein flat ke har kone tak goonj sakati hain!
bistar par lete Tauji apni bhaari, laal aankhon se Kaavya ki is bebasi aur tadap ko dekh rahe the.
unhone dekha ki unki kulawadhoo ka gora, sangamaramari chehra paseene se bheeg chuka hai. uski aankhon ke konon se jismani dard, khauf aur adhoori hawas ke aansoo chhalak aae hain. uski patli, khoobasoorat ungliyan apni hi jaanghon ke beech is kadar kanp rahi hain ki uske por safed pad chuke hain, aur wo apni saanson ko dabane ke chakkar mein ghut rahi hai.
Tauji ke seene mein us mardani, dehati gairat ne ek bhayanak karawat li.
unki yeh khoobasoorat, nazuk bahu... shahar ki itani padhi-likhi, bade khanadan ki dewi jaisi aurat... unke liye apni sari maryada, apni sari duniyawi laj danw par lagakar farsh par janawaron ki tarah ghutanon ke bal baithi thi. wo unke us sanwale, badasoorat paurush ko apne munh se amrit ki tarah pi rahi thi, lekin khud... khud wo pyas ki aag mein jalakar tadap rahi thi!
aur wo kya kar rahe the?
unke donon haath laachaar pattharon ki tarah bandhe the. wo n to apni bahen phailakar use apni chhaati se laga sakate the, n apni ungliyon se uski us tapati hui yoni ko sahala sakate the, aur n hi uske aansuon ko ponchh sakate the!
Tauji ki chhaati se ek gehri, bhaari saans nikali. us saans ke sath Kaavya ke badan se uthati hui maisoor chandan aur chameli ki khushboo... aur uski jaanghon se uthati hui us madahosh kam-ras ki teekhi, kachchi gandh Tauji ke nathunon mein bhar gayi.
us gandh ke takarate hi... Tauji ke zehan mein wo din bijali ki tarah kaundh gaya!
wo din... jab Rajesh shahar se baahar tha, jab isi guest room ke deewan par Kaavya ne apni wo kaali lace wali panty apne takhanon se utarakar farsh par phenk di thi! wo din, jab Tauji ne apni zindagi mein pehli bar apni dadhi aur moonchhon samet apna poora munh Kaavya ki us nangi, gori jaanghon ke beech jhonk diya tha... jab unki jeebh ne us bahate hue shahad jaise kam-ras ko chatakar apne halak mein utara tha!
wo swad... wo akalpaneey, raseela aur madahosh kar dene wala amrit Tauji ki zaban par aaj bhi kisi angare ki tarah zinda tha! us din ke bad se kitani hi raten Tauji ne apni lungi ke bheetar us aag ko dabakar, tadap-tadapakar kati thin.
Tauji ka halak sookh gaya. unki bhaari gardan takie se ek inch oopar uthi. unki aankhon mein wo buzurg wala sankoch jalakar khak ho chuka tha; usamen sirf ek bhookhe, pyase dehati mard ka khula, nanga ikarar tha.
unhone Kaavya ke sir ke bikhare balon ko dekha, aur ek bahut hi dheemi, ghonti hui, lekin bhaari aawaz mein phusaphusae:
“bahu...”
Kaavya ne ek pal ke liye apni choos ko roka. usne apni saanson ko sanbhalate hue, apni bheegi palaken uthaeen. uske honth Tauji ke us tanaav se bhare crown ke paas hi kanp rahe the.
Tauji ne apni bhaari chhaati se saans kheenchate hue kaha, unki aawaz mein ek ajeeb si lalak aur bebasi ghuli hui thi:
“bahu... us din... us din deewan par jab toone wo kapada utar phenka tha... wo jo ras meri zaban par laga tha na... wo swad meri rooh se aaj tak Nahi utara. mujhe... mujhe phir se tujhe chakhana hai... wo pyas mujhe andar hi andar bhatti ki tarah jala rahi hai...”
Kaavya ka poora chehra sharm aur ek bekaboo, nasheeli garamahat se laal ho gaya. uske kanon ki lau tak dahak uthi.
lekin Tauji ruke Nahi. unki aankhen neeche unke apne us faulaadi ang par tick gayin jo Kaavya ke honthon ke theek saamne khada tha. Tauji ne ek bebas, tootati hui saans ke sath aage kaha:
“...lekin bahu, mera yeh ang... yeh bhi tujhe chhodane ko taiyar Nahi hai. teri is choos mein wo sukh hai jo mainne apni poori chhappan sal ki umr mein kabhi mahasoos Nahi kiya. main... main Nahi chahata ki tu yahan se alag ho... mera man Nahi bhar raha...”
Kaavya ke honthon se ek bahut hi bareek, kanpati hui sisakari chhooti: *“uff... Tauji...”*
Kaavya ki apni yaden bhi utani hi taza thin. us din jab Tauji ki wo khuradari, bhaari aur garm jeebh uski nangi yoni ke gulaabi honthon ko cheerati hui us nazuk dane par phiri thi... to Kaavya ki rooh tak kanp gayi thi. Kaavya ke bheetar ka wo nareetw us din se usi jeebh ke sparsh ke liye tadap raha tha!
Kaavya ne apni bheegi, madahosh aankhon se Tauji ko dekha aur ek behad dheemi, kanpakapati phusaphusahat mein apne dil ka sara parda gira diya:
“Tauji... mujhe bhi... mujhe bhi us din ke bad se ek pal chain Nahi mila. aapki us jeebh ne mere poore badan mein jo aag lagaee thi... wo aaj tak Nahi bujhi. meri bhi wahi pyas hai Tauji... mujhe bhi aapki wahi jeebh chahie... lekin... lekin main aapke is paurush ko apne munh se chhodana Nahi chahati! main aapko adhoora Nahi chhod sakati... mujhe... mujhe ise choosana hai...”
kamre mein do second ke liye ek gehra, bhaari sannaata chha gaya.
donon ek-doosre ki aankhon mein dekh rahe the. donon ki halat ek jaisi thi, donon ek hi pal mein dene aur pane ke us maha-jal mein ulajh chuke the!
Tauji ka chehra ulajhan aur bebasi se bhar gaya. ek dehati mard ke taur par, unhone apni poori zindagi mein sirf ek hi seedha-sada tareeka dekha tha. yeh donon cheezen ek sath kaise mumakin ho sakati thin?
Tauji ne ek behad hairan, tooti hui phusaphusahat mein poochha:
“lekin bahu... yeh donon kam ek sath kaise honge? mere to donon haath in pattharon jaise plastaron mein bandhe hain... agar main tujhe chatane ke liye uthane ki koshish karoonga, to tera yeh munh yahan se hat jaega... aur agar tu ise choosati rahegi, to tu us pyas mein tadapati rahegi... hum donon ek sath yeh kaise kar sakate hain? aisa to... aisa to kabhi suna hi Nahi...”
Tauji ki aawaz mein wo theth dehati masoomiyat aur ulajhan saaf jhalak rahi thi.
aur theek usi pal... Kaavya ke chehre par ek bahut hi bareek, rahasyamayi aur madahosh muskan tair gayi.
Kaavya koi sadharan dehati aurat Nahi thi. wo ek naphees, padhi-likhi aur aadhunik shahar ki mahila thi, aur sabase badhakar... wo ek kushal, behad lacheeli aur apne jism ki har nas ko pahachanane wali nrityangana thi! use apne badan ke santulan, apni lacheeli kamar aur shareerik konon ka wo jnyan tha jo kisi bhi pahalwaan ke paas Nahi ho sakata tha.
aur sabase badi bat... Kaavya ke dimaag mein us waham ka ilaj bhi kaundh gaya tha. agar donon ke munh ek-doosre ke angon mein poori tarah bhar jaen, to chahakar bhi halak se koi aawaz baahar Nahi nikal paegi!
Kaavya ki aankhon mein ek aisi madahosh aur bebak chamak I jisane Tauji ke hosh uda diye. usne bahut aahista se, apne honthon ko Tauji ke ang ke sire se alag kiya aur phusaphusaee:
“Tauji... aapko hilane ki zara bhi zaroorat Nahi hai. aap bas bistar par seedhe lete rahie... apni gardan ko takie par dheela chhod deejie.”
Tauji ne chaunkakar poochha: “kya... kya karegi tu bahu?”
Kaavya ne apne chehre par gire balon ki ek lat ko apni ungliyon se peechhe hataya. uski aankhen nashe aur shararat se aadhi jhuki hui thin:
“Tauji... hum donon ko rukane ki koi zaroorat Nahi padegi. hum donon ek hi pal mein... ek hi saans mein ek-doosre ko wo jannat denge jo aaj tak adhoori thi. aur sabase achchhi bat... isamen aawaz nikalane ka koi dar hi Nahi rahega. aap bas apni is bahu par bharosa rakhie...”
Kaavya farsh se uthi.
usne apne donon pairon ko is nazakat aur ehatiyat se uthaya ki farsh par ek ungli ki bhi aahat n ho. wo sirf apni us chhoti si kaali bra mein thi, kamar se lekar pairon tak poori tarah nagn, doodhiya chandani mein nahaee hui.
usne apne donon ghutane mode aur bahut hi aahista se, bina gadde ke ek bhi spring ko aawaz diye, wo us Wakefit ke gadde par chadh gayi.
lekin wo seedhi Nahi chadhi!
usne apna munh Tauji ki taraf Nahi kiya, usne apni peeth Tauji ke chehre ki taraf kar li!
Tauji bistar par lete hue, phati aankhon se apni kulawadhoo ki us chikani, gori peeth, uski patli chharahari kamar aur uske bhaari, gol aur makhamali nitanbon ko dekh rahe the jo is time seedhe unke chehre ke saamne aa rahe the!
Tauji ka dil itani zor se dhadakane laga ki unako laga unki pasaliyan toot jaengi: *‘yeh... yeh bahu kya karane ja rahi hai?!’*
Kaavya ne apne donon ghutanon ko Tauji ke sir ke donon taraf, takie ke daen aur baen jama diya.
usne apni donon pindaliyon ko peechhe ki us gaddedar headboard ki deewaar se bahut nazakat ke sath tika diya.
aur phir... usne apni kamasin, lacheeli kamar ko ek meharab ki tarah oopar uthaya.
usne apne donon nitanbon aur apni us nangi, tapakati hui yoni ko Tauji ke chehre ke theek oopar, hawa mein tan diya, aur apni chhaati, apne kandhon aur apne sir ko aage ki taraf jhukate hue, Tauji ki donon bhaari jaanghon ke beech neeche gira diya!
yeh jismani santulan ka ek aisa hairataangez karishma tha jisane Tauji ke sare hosh uda diye!
Kaavya ki donon jaanghen Tauji ke seene ke donon taraf ek pul ki tarah uthi hui thin. Tauji ke wo donon plaster bandhe haath, jo unke seene par slings mein bandhe the, Kaavya ke us uthe hue pet aur uski jaanghon ke beech ke khali khoh mein poori tarah surakshit the! Kaavya ke badan ka ek gram wazan bhi Tauji ki un tooti hui haddiyon par Nahi pada tha!
aur sabase bada chamatkar...
Tauji ka wo dahakata hua, saadhe aath inch ka faulaadi paurush... jo seedha 90 degree par khada tha... wo seedhe Kaavya ke chehre ke theek saamne aa gaya tha!
aur Kaavya ki wo gori, bheegi hui, chameli aur chandan ke itr se mahakati hui kam-gupha... Tauji ke munh aur unki dadhi se mahaz ek centimeter ki doori par hawa mein kanp rahi thi!
aur theek usi pal... wo achaanak, teekha sa current laga!
Tauji ki dadhi koi ghani Nahi thi—akhaade ke ek chhappan sal ke mard ki halki, namak-mirch jaisi sakht khuradari dadhi thi, jisake bareek, sakht baal kisi kantedar brush ki tarah chubhate the.
jaise hi Kaavya ne apne koolhon ko zara sa neeche kiya... Tauji ki thuddi aur moonchhon ke wo bareek, chubhane wale sakht baal seedhe Kaavya ki us bheegi hui, behad nazuk aur phooli hui yoni ke honthon se chhoo gaye.
Kaavya ka poora nichala dhad jhatake se sihar utha. uske koolhe anajane mein hi aadhe inch peechhe khinche, aur uski donon ranen ek pal ke liye kanpakar bheench gayin.
yoni ki wo sabase komal, kam-ras se bheegi hui twacha... jis par hawa ka ek jhonka bhi siharan paida kar deta hai... us par Tauji ki us sakht dadhi ke kanton ka achaanak chhoona Kaavya ke pet ke nichale hisse mein ek ajeeb si teekhi gudagudi aur meetha sa current bhar gaya!
usne ulte munh se, takie par pade Tauji ke chehre ki taraf dekha. uski saansen toot rahi thin, aur chehre par sharm ke sath ek bekaboo si siharan thi.
Kaavya ne ek bahut hi dabi, kanpati phusaphusahat mein kaha:
“aah... Tauji... aapki dadhi...”
uski aawaz mein gudagudi ki ek halki si ladakhadahat thi:
“...kitani chubh rahi hai. uff... ajeeb si gudagudi ho rahi hai wahan...”
Tauji ke chehre par Kaavya ke us garm, bahate hue ras ki boonden tapak rahi thin. unki apni saansen bhaari ho chuki thin. unhone Kaavya ki us tapati hui twacha ke theek saamne, apni bhaari dehati aawaz mein phusaphusakar poochha:
“hata loon? chubh rahi hai to oopar uth ja bahu...”
Kaavya ne apne nichale honth ko danton mein daba liya. uska jism us chubhan se tharathara raha tha, lekin hatane ke bajay... usne bahut aahista se, apne nitanbon ko dobara neeche dabaya, aur apni us bheegi hui darar ko Tauji ki usi khuradari dadhi par ghis diya.
uski aankhon mein ek madahosh, bebas chamak tair gayi:
“Nahi... hataie mat. ajeeb sa lag raha hai... thoda teekha sa... par bahut achchha lag raha hai. aap... aap bas apni jeebh lagaie na...”
Tauji ke sabr ka aakhiri bandh toot gaya!
kamre ke bheetar... wo maha-mod shuroo hua.
Tauji ne apni gardan ko zara sa oopar uthaya, apne munh ko poora khola... aur apni chaudi, khuradari aur garm jeebh ko Kaavya ki us nangi, beparda choot ke gulaabi honthon par neeche se oopar tak pher diya!
“aahhhh...!”
Kaavya ke munh se ek aisi mook, damaghontoo cheekh nikali jo agar aazad hoti to poore flat ke sannaate ko cheer deti!
lekin wo cheekh hawa mein Nahi goonj saki!
kyunki theek usi pal, jaise hi Tauji ki jeebh aur unki wo chubhane wali dadhi ne uski yoni ko ragada... Kaavya ne bhi apne poore munh ko khol diya aur Tauji ke us dahakate hue, saadhe aath inch ke wishal ling ko apne halak ke bheetar gaharaee tak kheench liya!
Kaavya ki wo cheekh Tauji ke us faulaadi shaft ke bheetar hi ghutakar, ek dabi hui, raseeli sisakari banakar rah gayi: *“mmmmmm...!”*
aur yaheen par us '69' ki sthiti ka wo jaduee, waijnyanik chamatkar saamne aaya, **maun ka wo atoot tala!**
donon ke munh poori tarah se mans se bhare hue the.
Kaavya agar charam sukh se chillana chahati, to uske halak mein Tauji ka wo wishal, bhaari paurush uski aawaz ko sokh raha tha!
aur Tauji agar apni mardani takat se koi dahad marana chahate, to unka poora munh, unki chubhati hui dadhi aur unki nak Kaavya ki us ras tapakati, phooli hui yoni ke bheetar dabe hue the!
poore flat mein... baahar us sannaate se bhare galiyaare mein... ek bhi laphz, ek bhi karah baahar Nahi nikal saki!
Kaavya ke dil ka wo bhayanak waham... Rajesh ke jag jane ka wo khauf... is tale ke lagate hi ek jhatake mein kaphoor ho gaya! use samajh aa gaya ki is position mein wo chahe jitani bhi tadap le, chahe jitani bhi deewani ho jae, aawaz baahar ja hi Nahi sakati!
kamre ke bheetar sirf ek hi sangeet baj raha tha: wo geeli, choosane, chatane aur dadhi ki sarasarahat ki dheemi, layabaddh aur madahosh kar dene wali aawazen:
Tauji kisi pyase, registani musaphir ki tarah Kaavya ki us yoni ko chat rahe the. unki jeebh ka chauda sira Kaavya ke us ubhare hue, tadapate kam-dane ko apni lapet mein leta, aur unki wo halki, sakht dadhi Kaavya ki donon nazuk phankon ke kinaron par ragad khakar us current ko sau guna badha deti!
Kaavya ka poora nichala dhad hawa mein pagalon ki tarah machal raha tha. wo khud apne koolhon ko Tauji ke chehre par daba rahi thi! uski yoni ki wo nazuk, makhamali pankhudiyan Tauji ki jeebh aur dadhi ke har thapede ke sath aur zyada ras chhod rahi thin. Tauji apni bhaari dadhon ke beech uske kinaron ko halke se dabate, aur phir apni poori jeebh se us bahate hue garm paani ko chatakar apne halak mein utar lete.
aur neeche... Kaavya apne poore wajood ke sath Tauji ke us wishal ang ko choos rahi thi!
uska sir ek tez, bhookhi raphtar se oopar-neeche ho raha tha. uske honth us faulaadi shaft ki khal ko peechhe kheenchate, uski garm jeebh us jamuni crown ke neeche ki sanwedanasheel nason par nachati, aur uska halak us wishal motaee ko apne bheetar sametane ke liye pagalon ki tarah phail raha tha!
Kaavya ki aankhon se paani bah raha tha, lekin wo paani dard ka Nahi tha, wo us akalpaneey, dohare kam-sukh ka tha jisane uske dimaag ki sari nasen sunn kar di thin!
ek taraf se Tauji ki wo anubhawi jeebh aur unki dadhi ke chubhate hue reshe uski yoni ko shola bana rahe the... aur doosri taraf se uska apna munh us mardani paurush ke ras ko choosakar uski aatma ko tript kar raha tha!
oopar kone mein laga camera 04 us mook, akhand drishy ko apni chip mein chupachap bhar raha tha.
Kaavya ki patli kamar par bandhi wo chandi ki karadhani Tauji ke mathe aur unki dadhi ke theek oopar chandani mein chamak rahi thi... aur Kaavya ke gale ka wo pawitr sone ka mangalsutra neeche ki taraf latakate hue seedhe Tauji ki donon jaanghon aur unke paurush ki jadon ke paas jhool raha tha!
maryada aur wasana ka wo aisa atoot sangam tha jo bharateey pariwaron ki charadeewari ke bheetar shayad hi kabhi racha gaya ho.
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kamre ke bheetar... raphtar apne charam par pahunch chuki thi.
Tauji ke bhaari, pahalwaan koolhe ab anajane mein hi, bekaboo hokar gadde par oopar ki taraf jhatake marane lage the! unki saansen Kaavya ki bheetari jaanghon par kisi garm bhap ki tarah takara rahi thin.
aur Kaavya ke koolhe Tauji ke munh par pagalon ki tarah pis rahe the. dadhi ki us teekhi chubhan aur jeebh ki us pyasi lapat ne uski yoni ki andarooni mansapeshiyon ko bhayankar sankuchanon se bhar diya tha. uska poora badan ek aise maha-wisphot ke kagar par pahunch chuka tha jahan se wapasi ki koi rah Nahi thi!
ghadi ki suee 01:39:45 AM ko chhoo rahi thi...
donon ke jism paseene se nahae hue the, donon ki saansen ek-doosre ke angon mein ghut rahi thin, aur us andhere kamre mein... wo donon ek aise maha-toophan ke muhane par khade the jo agale hi pal phatane wala tha!
Next Updates coming today and tomorrow
घड़ी की सुई 01:39:45 AM को छू रही थी...
दोनों के जिस्म पसीने से नहाए हुए थे, दोनों की सांसें एक-दूसरे के अंगों में घुट रही थीं, और उस अंधेरे कमरे में... वो दोनों एक ऐसे महा-तूफान के मुहाने पर खड़े थे जो अगले ही पल फटने वाला था!
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Adhyay 65: maun samarpan ka maha-mod
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kamre ke us thande, chandani bhare sannaate mein... ghadi ki suiyan 01:26:15 AM par kanp rahi thin.
Sukhdev Tauji ki aankhen jhatake se poori ki poori khul chuki thin. unki neend kisi sookhe patte ki tarah ek hi jhatake mein ud gayi thi, aur saamne jo nazara tha... usne akhaade ke us chhappan sal ke buzurg pahalwaan ke seene mein jaise koi dahakata hua gola rakh diya tha!
saamne... unke apne donon phaile hue ghutanon ke beech... farsh ke mote Kashmiri rug par ghutanon ke bal baithi thi unki apni kulawadhoo: Kaavya.
Kaavya, jisake badan par sirf ek maheen kaali bra thi. jisaki gori, tarashi hui kamar par khidaki se chhanakar aati chandani kisi sangamaramar ki tarah chamak rahi thi... aur jisake donon bheege, kheenche hue honthon ke bheetar unka apna poora ka poora sanwala, nason se bhara faulaadi paurush crown samet gaharaee tak samaya hua tha!
shuruaat ke do second tak Tauji ka jism samajh hi Nahi paya ki wo zinda hain ya kisi khauphanak, madahosh kar dene wale khwab ki girapht mein hain. unako sirf apne pairon ke beech ek aisa bhayanak, jannat jaisa khinchaw mahasoos ho raha tha jo unki reedh ki haddi ko nichod raha tha.
Tauji ke sookhe, jhurreedar honth phadaphadae. unke halak se ek tooti hui, kanpati aur dari hui phusaphusahat phooti:
“h... bahu?! yeh... yeh kya anarth kar rahi hai tu... chhod... peechhe hat...”
Tauji ne ghabarakar peechhe hatane ki koshish ki. unka man, unki maryada aur unki kul ki pagadi ek jhatake mein cheekh uthi. lekin unka apna hi jism is time unke khilaph bagawat kar chuka tha!
unke donon haath bhaari, safed plaster mein jakade hue the aur seene par medical slings mein bandhe the. unke paas n to Kaavya ko peechhe dhakelane ke liye ungliyon ki pakad thi, aur n hi bazuon ka zor. aur sabase bada dhokha to unke apne us dahakate hue aath-saadhe aath inch ke mardani ang ne diya tha, jo Kaavya ke munh ke us garm, makhamali ghere ke bheetar aur zyada tamatamakar, lohe ki kisi garm chhad ki tarah akad chuka tha!
Tauji ki chhaati dhaunkani ki tarah chalane lagi. unke munh se ek aur bebas, tharatharati hui karah nikali:
“bahu... chhod... Nahi, mat chhod... he bhagawan... yeh kaisa nasha hai... tu hat kyun Nahi jati...”
lekin Kaavya Nahi hati.
usne Tauji ke us paurush ko apne munh se zara sa dheela kiya, bas itana ki uska jamuni sira uske raseele honthon ki seema par aa tike. usne apne munh se use poori tarah alag Nahi hone diya.
chandani ki us maddham, thandi roshni mein Kaavya ne apni badi, kajarari aur paseene se bheegi aankhen uthaeen. uski aankhon ne seedhe Tauji ki phati, dari hui aankhon mein jhanka.
un aankhon mein n koi pachhatawa tha, n koi sharm ki kanpati deewaar thi. usamen sirf ek beintaha pyasi, bagawati aurat ki dhadhakati hui aag thi.
Kaavya ne apne baen haath ki ek thandi, kanpati ungli uthaee aur bahut aahista se Tauji ke honthon par rakh di. uski ungli mein ek siharan thi, lekin uska lahaza behad gehra, bheega hua aur dheema tha:
“shashash... Tauji... zara bhi aawaz mat nikalie... baahar... baarah feet door galiyaare ke par master bedroom mein Rajesh soe hain.”
Tauji ka saans gale mein hi atak gaya. 'Rajesh' ka nam sunate hi unke boodhe jism mein ek barpheela current daud gaya. unki aankhen us band darwaaze ki taraf ghoomeen aur phir wapas Kaavya ke chehre par aakar thahar gayin.
Kaavya ki saanson ki garm hawa Tauji ke us sanwale shaft ki neeli nason se takara rahi thi, jisase wo ang halke se tharathara utha. Kaavya ne Tauji ki aankhon mein dekhate hue bahut dabi, phusaphusati aawaz mein kaha, jisamen ek ajeeb si dahshat aur waham ghula hua tha:
“main janati hoon Tauji... wo office ki beintaha thakan mein choor hokar gehri neend mein so rahe hain... wo itani aasani se Nahi jagane wale. lekin mera dil... mera dil halak mein dhadak raha hai! main ratti bhar ka bhi jokhim Nahi le sakati... ek parasent ka bhi Nahi! agar is sannaate mein hamaari ek zara si aah ya sisakari bhi us galiyaare tak tair gayi... to hum donon kaheen munh dikhane layak Nahi bachenge. isliye bilkul chup rahie... ek saans bhi bina soche mat chhodie...”
Tauji ne ghabarakar ek sookhi ghoont bhari. Kaavya ka wo waham, uska wo khauf aur uski wo jismani aag... donon ek hi saans mein milakar us kamre ki hawa ko bhaari kar rahe the.
Kaavya ne bahut dabi, madahosh aawaz mein aage phusaphusaya:
“mujhe rokane ki koshish mat karie Tauji... aaj mat rokie. jo aag itane hafton se mujhe andar hi andar jala rahi thi... wo aaj mere bas se baahar ho chuki hai. mujhe aapko wo sukoon dene do... jo itane hafton se adhoora pada tha...”
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kamre ke oopari kone mein... chhat ke kinaare laga wo chhota sa camera 04 us andhere mein khamoshi se apna kam kar raha tha.
uski chhoti si laal batti bina kisi aawaz ke maddham-maddham jal-bujh rahi thi. koi us laiw pheed ko is wakt baithakar Nahi dekh raha tha, n kisi ki smartwatch par koi dil ki dhadkan ka alarm baj raha tha. wo sirf ek khamosh, cold digital gawah ki tarah us monochrome night-vision mein har ek harakat, har ek saans aur paseene ki har ek chamakati boond ko apni encrypted memori mein darj karata ja raha tha.
baahar poore flat 903 mein kabr jaisa sannaata pasara tha. master bedroom ka darwaaza band tha jahan Rajesh apni bhaari, bekhabar neend mein dooba hua tha. lekin andar... us guest room ke bheetar maryada aur hawas ki sari haden pighalane lagi thin.
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Kaavya ne dobara apne munh ko aage badhaya.
*plap... slurp...*
usne ek gehra khinchaw paida kiya. Tauji ke us wishal, tanbe jaise ang ka pehla teen inch ka hissa dobara uske halak mein utar gaya.
Kaavya ne apne sir ko ek dheemi, layabaddh raphtar se oopar-neeche karana shuroo kiya. lekin jaise hi wo is kriya mein doobi, ek bhayanak jismani aur wyawaharik rukawat uske saamne deewaar banakar khadi ho gayi.
Kaavya us time farsh ke kaleen par ghutanon ke bal baithi thi. uska ek haath Tauji ki sakht jaangh par tika tha, aur uska doosra bayan haath apni hi jaanghon ke beech reng raha tha.
Kaavya ka apna nichala hissa... uski apni yoni is time kisi khaulati hui bhatti ki tarah tap rahi thi. uska poora jism kam-ras se bheega hua tha, uski jaanghon ke andarooni hisse chipachipe aur garm the. wo apne baen haath ki do ungliyon se apni hi yoni ke ubhare hue, tadapate dane ko pagalon ki tarah ragadane ki koshish kar rahi thi, taaki Tauji ko munh se sukh dete-dete wo khud bhi us charam par pahunch sake!
lekin farsh ki wo banawat kisi azab ki tarah sabit ho rahi thi.
pehla dard to uske ghutanon mein tha, us Kashmiri rug ke neeche ka kankreet farsh uske nazuk, tarashe hue ghutanon ki haddiyon mein teer ki tarah chubh raha tha.
doosra dard uski gardan aur jabade ka tha, farsh se us Wakefit ke gadde ki oonchaee qareeb dedh feet oopar thi. Tauji ke us wishal ang ko apne munh mein lene ke liye Kaavya ko apni gardan ko paintalees degree ke ek behad aswabhawik, thaka dene wale kon par kheenchakar rakhana pad raha tha. uske jabade ki nasen dukhane lagi thin, aur uske honth us bhaari motaee ki wajah se khinchakar dard karane lage the.
aur sabase bhayanak bat thi: uski apni saanson ki aawaz aur uska waham!
jab koi aurat khud apni ungliyon se apni yoni ko masalati hai, to us sukh ke dabaw mein uski saansen bekaboo ho jati hain. Kaavya ke halak se, Tauji ke ang ke kinaron se chhanakar, tez-tez aur phati hui hanphane ki aawazen nikalane lagi thin: *“hmmm... aahh... uff...”*
Kaavya ka poora jism khauf se kanp utha.
uska dimaag cheekh pada: *'Nahi... Nahi Kaavya! tu yeh kya kar rahi hai?! Rajesh bhale hi gehri neend mein hai... lekin agar teri ungliyon ke is khel mein teri koi dabi hui cheekh nikal gayi... agar yeh bhaari hanphane ki aawaz baahar chali gayi, to sab tabah ho jaega!'*
use phauran samajh aa gaya ki is tarah zameen par baithakar... ek haath se khud ko sahalate hue wo kabhi shant Nahi ho paegi. agar use charam sukh tak pahunchana hai, to use zor-zor se tadapana padega, uske munh se cheekhen nikalengi, aur wo is waham aur sannaate mein flat ke har kone tak goonj sakati hain!
bistar par lete Tauji apni bhaari, laal aankhon se Kaavya ki is bebasi aur tadap ko dekh rahe the.
unhone dekha ki unki kulawadhoo ka gora, sangamaramari chehra paseene se bheeg chuka hai. uski aankhon ke konon se jismani dard, khauf aur adhoori hawas ke aansoo chhalak aae hain. uski patli, khoobasoorat ungliyan apni hi jaanghon ke beech is kadar kanp rahi hain ki uske por safed pad chuke hain, aur wo apni saanson ko dabane ke chakkar mein ghut rahi hai.
Tauji ke seene mein us mardani, dehati gairat ne ek bhayanak karawat li.
unki yeh khoobasoorat, nazuk bahu... shahar ki itani padhi-likhi, bade khanadan ki dewi jaisi aurat... unke liye apni sari maryada, apni sari duniyawi laj danw par lagakar farsh par janawaron ki tarah ghutanon ke bal baithi thi. wo unke us sanwale, badasoorat paurush ko apne munh se amrit ki tarah pi rahi thi, lekin khud... khud wo pyas ki aag mein jalakar tadap rahi thi!
aur wo kya kar rahe the?
unke donon haath laachaar pattharon ki tarah bandhe the. wo n to apni bahen phailakar use apni chhaati se laga sakate the, n apni ungliyon se uski us tapati hui yoni ko sahala sakate the, aur n hi uske aansuon ko ponchh sakate the!
Tauji ki chhaati se ek gehri, bhaari saans nikali. us saans ke sath Kaavya ke badan se uthati hui maisoor chandan aur chameli ki khushboo... aur uski jaanghon se uthati hui us madahosh kam-ras ki teekhi, kachchi gandh Tauji ke nathunon mein bhar gayi.
us gandh ke takarate hi... Tauji ke zehan mein wo din bijali ki tarah kaundh gaya!
wo din... jab Rajesh shahar se baahar tha, jab isi guest room ke deewan par Kaavya ne apni wo kaali lace wali panty apne takhanon se utarakar farsh par phenk di thi! wo din, jab Tauji ne apni zindagi mein pehli bar apni dadhi aur moonchhon samet apna poora munh Kaavya ki us nangi, gori jaanghon ke beech jhonk diya tha... jab unki jeebh ne us bahate hue shahad jaise kam-ras ko chatakar apne halak mein utara tha!
wo swad... wo akalpaneey, raseela aur madahosh kar dene wala amrit Tauji ki zaban par aaj bhi kisi angare ki tarah zinda tha! us din ke bad se kitani hi raten Tauji ne apni lungi ke bheetar us aag ko dabakar, tadap-tadapakar kati thin.
Tauji ka halak sookh gaya. unki bhaari gardan takie se ek inch oopar uthi. unki aankhon mein wo buzurg wala sankoch jalakar khak ho chuka tha; usamen sirf ek bhookhe, pyase dehati mard ka khula, nanga ikarar tha.
unhone Kaavya ke sir ke bikhare balon ko dekha, aur ek bahut hi dheemi, ghonti hui, lekin bhaari aawaz mein phusaphusae:
“bahu...”
Kaavya ne ek pal ke liye apni choos ko roka. usne apni saanson ko sanbhalate hue, apni bheegi palaken uthaeen. uske honth Tauji ke us tanaav se bhare crown ke paas hi kanp rahe the.
Tauji ne apni bhaari chhaati se saans kheenchate hue kaha, unki aawaz mein ek ajeeb si lalak aur bebasi ghuli hui thi:
“bahu... us din... us din deewan par jab toone wo kapada utar phenka tha... wo jo ras meri zaban par laga tha na... wo swad meri rooh se aaj tak Nahi utara. mujhe... mujhe phir se tujhe chakhana hai... wo pyas mujhe andar hi andar bhatti ki tarah jala rahi hai...”
Kaavya ka poora chehra sharm aur ek bekaboo, nasheeli garamahat se laal ho gaya. uske kanon ki lau tak dahak uthi.
lekin Tauji ruke Nahi. unki aankhen neeche unke apne us faulaadi ang par tick gayin jo Kaavya ke honthon ke theek saamne khada tha. Tauji ne ek bebas, tootati hui saans ke sath aage kaha:
“...lekin bahu, mera yeh ang... yeh bhi tujhe chhodane ko taiyar Nahi hai. teri is choos mein wo sukh hai jo mainne apni poori chhappan sal ki umr mein kabhi mahasoos Nahi kiya. main... main Nahi chahata ki tu yahan se alag ho... mera man Nahi bhar raha...”
Kaavya ke honthon se ek bahut hi bareek, kanpati hui sisakari chhooti: *“uff... Tauji...”*
Kaavya ki apni yaden bhi utani hi taza thin. us din jab Tauji ki wo khuradari, bhaari aur garm jeebh uski nangi yoni ke gulaabi honthon ko cheerati hui us nazuk dane par phiri thi... to Kaavya ki rooh tak kanp gayi thi. Kaavya ke bheetar ka wo nareetw us din se usi jeebh ke sparsh ke liye tadap raha tha!
Kaavya ne apni bheegi, madahosh aankhon se Tauji ko dekha aur ek behad dheemi, kanpakapati phusaphusahat mein apne dil ka sara parda gira diya:
“Tauji... mujhe bhi... mujhe bhi us din ke bad se ek pal chain Nahi mila. aapki us jeebh ne mere poore badan mein jo aag lagaee thi... wo aaj tak Nahi bujhi. meri bhi wahi pyas hai Tauji... mujhe bhi aapki wahi jeebh chahie... lekin... lekin main aapke is paurush ko apne munh se chhodana Nahi chahati! main aapko adhoora Nahi chhod sakati... mujhe... mujhe ise choosana hai...”
kamre mein do second ke liye ek gehra, bhaari sannaata chha gaya.
donon ek-doosre ki aankhon mein dekh rahe the. donon ki halat ek jaisi thi, donon ek hi pal mein dene aur pane ke us maha-jal mein ulajh chuke the!
Tauji ka chehra ulajhan aur bebasi se bhar gaya. ek dehati mard ke taur par, unhone apni poori zindagi mein sirf ek hi seedha-sada tareeka dekha tha. yeh donon cheezen ek sath kaise mumakin ho sakati thin?
Tauji ne ek behad hairan, tooti hui phusaphusahat mein poochha:
“lekin bahu... yeh donon kam ek sath kaise honge? mere to donon haath in pattharon jaise plastaron mein bandhe hain... agar main tujhe chatane ke liye uthane ki koshish karoonga, to tera yeh munh yahan se hat jaega... aur agar tu ise choosati rahegi, to tu us pyas mein tadapati rahegi... hum donon ek sath yeh kaise kar sakate hain? aisa to... aisa to kabhi suna hi Nahi...”
Tauji ki aawaz mein wo theth dehati masoomiyat aur ulajhan saaf jhalak rahi thi.
aur theek usi pal... Kaavya ke chehre par ek bahut hi bareek, rahasyamayi aur madahosh muskan tair gayi.
Kaavya koi sadharan dehati aurat Nahi thi. wo ek naphees, padhi-likhi aur aadhunik shahar ki mahila thi, aur sabase badhakar... wo ek kushal, behad lacheeli aur apne jism ki har nas ko pahachanane wali nrityangana thi! use apne badan ke santulan, apni lacheeli kamar aur shareerik konon ka wo jnyan tha jo kisi bhi pahalwaan ke paas Nahi ho sakata tha.
aur sabase badi bat... Kaavya ke dimaag mein us waham ka ilaj bhi kaundh gaya tha. agar donon ke munh ek-doosre ke angon mein poori tarah bhar jaen, to chahakar bhi halak se koi aawaz baahar Nahi nikal paegi!
Kaavya ki aankhon mein ek aisi madahosh aur bebak chamak I jisane Tauji ke hosh uda diye. usne bahut aahista se, apne honthon ko Tauji ke ang ke sire se alag kiya aur phusaphusaee:
“Tauji... aapko hilane ki zara bhi zaroorat Nahi hai. aap bas bistar par seedhe lete rahie... apni gardan ko takie par dheela chhod deejie.”
Tauji ne chaunkakar poochha: “kya... kya karegi tu bahu?”
Kaavya ne apne chehre par gire balon ki ek lat ko apni ungliyon se peechhe hataya. uski aankhen nashe aur shararat se aadhi jhuki hui thin:
“Tauji... hum donon ko rukane ki koi zaroorat Nahi padegi. hum donon ek hi pal mein... ek hi saans mein ek-doosre ko wo jannat denge jo aaj tak adhoori thi. aur sabase achchhi bat... isamen aawaz nikalane ka koi dar hi Nahi rahega. aap bas apni is bahu par bharosa rakhie...”
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Kaavya farsh se uthi.
usne apne donon pairon ko is nazakat aur ehatiyat se uthaya ki farsh par ek ungli ki bhi aahat n ho. wo sirf apni us chhoti si kaali bra mein thi, kamar se lekar pairon tak poori tarah nagn, doodhiya chandani mein nahaee hui.
usne apne donon ghutane mode aur bahut hi aahista se, bina gadde ke ek bhi spring ko aawaz diye, wo us Wakefit ke gadde par chadh gayi.
lekin wo seedhi Nahi chadhi!
usne apna munh Tauji ki taraf Nahi kiya, usne apni peeth Tauji ke chehre ki taraf kar li!
Tauji bistar par lete hue, phati aankhon se apni kulawadhoo ki us chikani, gori peeth, uski patli chharahari kamar aur uske bhaari, gol aur makhamali nitanbon ko dekh rahe the jo is time seedhe unke chehre ke saamne aa rahe the!
Tauji ka dil itani zor se dhadakane laga ki unako laga unki pasaliyan toot jaengi: *‘yeh... yeh bahu kya karane ja rahi hai?!’*
Kaavya ne apne donon ghutanon ko Tauji ke sir ke donon taraf, takie ke daen aur baen jama diya.
usne apni donon pindaliyon ko peechhe ki us gaddedar headboard ki deewaar se bahut nazakat ke sath tika diya.
aur phir... usne apni kamasin, lacheeli kamar ko ek meharab ki tarah oopar uthaya.
usne apne donon nitanbon aur apni us nangi, tapakati hui yoni ko Tauji ke chehre ke theek oopar, hawa mein tan diya, aur apni chhaati, apne kandhon aur apne sir ko aage ki taraf jhukate hue, Tauji ki donon bhaari jaanghon ke beech neeche gira diya!
yeh jismani santulan ka ek aisa hairataangez karishma tha jisane Tauji ke sare hosh uda diye!
Kaavya ki donon jaanghen Tauji ke seene ke donon taraf ek pul ki tarah uthi hui thin. Tauji ke wo donon plaster bandhe haath, jo unke seene par slings mein bandhe the, Kaavya ke us uthe hue pet aur uski jaanghon ke beech ke khali khoh mein poori tarah surakshit the! Kaavya ke badan ka ek gram wazan bhi Tauji ki un tooti hui haddiyon par Nahi pada tha!
aur sabase bada chamatkar...
Tauji ka wo dahakata hua, saadhe aath inch ka faulaadi paurush... jo seedha 90 degree par khada tha... wo seedhe Kaavya ke chehre ke theek saamne aa gaya tha!
aur Kaavya ki wo gori, bheegi hui, chameli aur chandan ke itr se mahakati hui kam-gupha... Tauji ke munh aur unki dadhi se mahaz ek centimeter ki doori par hawa mein kanp rahi thi!
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aur theek usi pal... wo achaanak, teekha sa current laga!
Tauji ki dadhi koi ghani Nahi thi—akhaade ke ek chhappan sal ke mard ki halki, namak-mirch jaisi sakht khuradari dadhi thi, jisake bareek, sakht baal kisi kantedar brush ki tarah chubhate the.
jaise hi Kaavya ne apne koolhon ko zara sa neeche kiya... Tauji ki thuddi aur moonchhon ke wo bareek, chubhane wale sakht baal seedhe Kaavya ki us bheegi hui, behad nazuk aur phooli hui yoni ke honthon se chhoo gaye.
*siss...!*
Kaavya ka poora nichala dhad jhatake se sihar utha. uske koolhe anajane mein hi aadhe inch peechhe khinche, aur uski donon ranen ek pal ke liye kanpakar bheench gayin.
yoni ki wo sabase komal, kam-ras se bheegi hui twacha... jis par hawa ka ek jhonka bhi siharan paida kar deta hai... us par Tauji ki us sakht dadhi ke kanton ka achaanak chhoona Kaavya ke pet ke nichale hisse mein ek ajeeb si teekhi gudagudi aur meetha sa current bhar gaya!
usne ulte munh se, takie par pade Tauji ke chehre ki taraf dekha. uski saansen toot rahi thin, aur chehre par sharm ke sath ek bekaboo si siharan thi.
Kaavya ne ek bahut hi dabi, kanpati phusaphusahat mein kaha:
“aah... Tauji... aapki dadhi...”
uski aawaz mein gudagudi ki ek halki si ladakhadahat thi:
“...kitani chubh rahi hai. uff... ajeeb si gudagudi ho rahi hai wahan...”
Tauji ke chehre par Kaavya ke us garm, bahate hue ras ki boonden tapak rahi thin. unki apni saansen bhaari ho chuki thin. unhone Kaavya ki us tapati hui twacha ke theek saamne, apni bhaari dehati aawaz mein phusaphusakar poochha:
“hata loon? chubh rahi hai to oopar uth ja bahu...”
Kaavya ne apne nichale honth ko danton mein daba liya. uska jism us chubhan se tharathara raha tha, lekin hatane ke bajay... usne bahut aahista se, apne nitanbon ko dobara neeche dabaya, aur apni us bheegi hui darar ko Tauji ki usi khuradari dadhi par ghis diya.
uski aankhon mein ek madahosh, bebas chamak tair gayi:
“Nahi... hataie mat. ajeeb sa lag raha hai... thoda teekha sa... par bahut achchha lag raha hai. aap... aap bas apni jeebh lagaie na...”
Tauji ke sabr ka aakhiri bandh toot gaya!
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kamre ke bheetar... wo maha-mod shuroo hua.
Tauji ne apni gardan ko zara sa oopar uthaya, apne munh ko poora khola... aur apni chaudi, khuradari aur garm jeebh ko Kaavya ki us nangi, beparda choot ke gulaabi honthon par neeche se oopar tak pher diya!
*sapp... chlap...*
“aahhhh...!”
Kaavya ke munh se ek aisi mook, damaghontoo cheekh nikali jo agar aazad hoti to poore flat ke sannaate ko cheer deti!
lekin wo cheekh hawa mein Nahi goonj saki!
kyunki theek usi pal, jaise hi Tauji ki jeebh aur unki wo chubhane wali dadhi ne uski yoni ko ragada... Kaavya ne bhi apne poore munh ko khol diya aur Tauji ke us dahakate hue, saadhe aath inch ke wishal ling ko apne halak ke bheetar gaharaee tak kheench liya!
*plapapapap!*
Kaavya ki wo cheekh Tauji ke us faulaadi shaft ke bheetar hi ghutakar, ek dabi hui, raseeli sisakari banakar rah gayi: *“mmmmmm...!”*
aur yaheen par us '69' ki sthiti ka wo jaduee, waijnyanik chamatkar saamne aaya, **maun ka wo atoot tala!**
donon ke munh poori tarah se mans se bhare hue the.
Kaavya agar charam sukh se chillana chahati, to uske halak mein Tauji ka wo wishal, bhaari paurush uski aawaz ko sokh raha tha!
aur Tauji agar apni mardani takat se koi dahad marana chahate, to unka poora munh, unki chubhati hui dadhi aur unki nak Kaavya ki us ras tapakati, phooli hui yoni ke bheetar dabe hue the!
poore flat mein... baahar us sannaate se bhare galiyaare mein... ek bhi laphz, ek bhi karah baahar Nahi nikal saki!
Kaavya ke dil ka wo bhayanak waham... Rajesh ke jag jane ka wo khauf... is tale ke lagate hi ek jhatake mein kaphoor ho gaya! use samajh aa gaya ki is position mein wo chahe jitani bhi tadap le, chahe jitani bhi deewani ho jae, aawaz baahar ja hi Nahi sakati!
kamre ke bheetar sirf ek hi sangeet baj raha tha: wo geeli, choosane, chatane aur dadhi ki sarasarahat ki dheemi, layabaddh aur madahosh kar dene wali aawazen:
*sapp... sup... chlap... slurp... mmam...*
Tauji kisi pyase, registani musaphir ki tarah Kaavya ki us yoni ko chat rahe the. unki jeebh ka chauda sira Kaavya ke us ubhare hue, tadapate kam-dane ko apni lapet mein leta, aur unki wo halki, sakht dadhi Kaavya ki donon nazuk phankon ke kinaron par ragad khakar us current ko sau guna badha deti!
Kaavya ka poora nichala dhad hawa mein pagalon ki tarah machal raha tha. wo khud apne koolhon ko Tauji ke chehre par daba rahi thi! uski yoni ki wo nazuk, makhamali pankhudiyan Tauji ki jeebh aur dadhi ke har thapede ke sath aur zyada ras chhod rahi thin. Tauji apni bhaari dadhon ke beech uske kinaron ko halke se dabate, aur phir apni poori jeebh se us bahate hue garm paani ko chatakar apne halak mein utar lete.
aur neeche... Kaavya apne poore wajood ke sath Tauji ke us wishal ang ko choos rahi thi!
uska sir ek tez, bhookhi raphtar se oopar-neeche ho raha tha. uske honth us faulaadi shaft ki khal ko peechhe kheenchate, uski garm jeebh us jamuni crown ke neeche ki sanwedanasheel nason par nachati, aur uska halak us wishal motaee ko apne bheetar sametane ke liye pagalon ki tarah phail raha tha!
Kaavya ki aankhon se paani bah raha tha, lekin wo paani dard ka Nahi tha, wo us akalpaneey, dohare kam-sukh ka tha jisane uske dimaag ki sari nasen sunn kar di thin!
ek taraf se Tauji ki wo anubhawi jeebh aur unki dadhi ke chubhate hue reshe uski yoni ko shola bana rahe the... aur doosri taraf se uska apna munh us mardani paurush ke ras ko choosakar uski aatma ko tript kar raha tha!
oopar kone mein laga camera 04 us mook, akhand drishy ko apni chip mein chupachap bhar raha tha.
Kaavya ki patli kamar par bandhi wo chandi ki karadhani Tauji ke mathe aur unki dadhi ke theek oopar chandani mein chamak rahi thi... aur Kaavya ke gale ka wo pawitr sone ka mangalsutra neeche ki taraf latakate hue seedhe Tauji ki donon jaanghon aur unke paurush ki jadon ke paas jhool raha tha!
maryada aur wasana ka wo aisa atoot sangam tha jo bharateey pariwaron ki charadeewari ke bheetar shayad hi kabhi racha gaya ho.
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kamre ke bheetar... raphtar apne charam par pahunch chuki thi.
Tauji ke bhaari, pahalwaan koolhe ab anajane mein hi, bekaboo hokar gadde par oopar ki taraf jhatake marane lage the! unki saansen Kaavya ki bheetari jaanghon par kisi garm bhap ki tarah takara rahi thin.
aur Kaavya ke koolhe Tauji ke munh par pagalon ki tarah pis rahe the. dadhi ki us teekhi chubhan aur jeebh ki us pyasi lapat ne uski yoni ki andarooni mansapeshiyon ko bhayankar sankuchanon se bhar diya tha. uska poora badan ek aise maha-wisphot ke kagar par pahunch chuka tha jahan se wapasi ki koi rah Nahi thi!
ghadi ki suee 01:39:45 AM ko chhoo rahi thi...
donon ke jism paseene se nahae hue the, donon ki saansen ek-doosre ke angon mein ghut rahi thin, aur us andhere kamre mein... wo donon ek aise maha-toophan ke muhane par khade the jo agale hi pal phatane wala tha!
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