11-01-2019, 06:35 PM
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Neeta shaadi ke baad doosri baar
apne maike jaa rahi thi. Pehli baar
to shadi ke kuchh hi din baad gayi
thi, par uske baad use mauka nahi
mila tha. Use bilkul bhi pata nahi
tha ki wo ghar jaane ke naam se
khus hai ya udaas. Aise dekhein to
Neeta ka jeevan khushaal tha. Apne
pati Ravi ke sath wo khusi khusi
ranchi mein rahti thi. Ravi ek
construction company mein senior
engineer tha - ek number aur do
number mein kaafi amdani thi. ek
sukhi jeevan ke liye zaroori sabhi
cheejein thi uske paas. Bas shadi ke
4 saal baad bhi wo ma nahi ban
payi thi. Uski saas kayi baar bol
chuki thi doctor se dikhwane ko, par
Ravi har baar kisi na kisi bahane se
baat ko taal deta.
Neeta ko poora vishwas tha ki kami
uske andar nahi hai, kami ravi mein
hi hai aur isiliye shayad ravi doctor
ke paas jaane se hinchakta hai.
Bistar mein bhi ravi adhik der nahi
tik paata tha. Neeta ne sex ke baare
mein jo bhi suna tha use kabhi pata
hi nahi chal paya ki wo sab kewal
kahne ki baatein hain ya bas uske
jeevan mein hi wo anand nahi hai jo
usne logon se suna hai. Uski
saheliyon ne use kayi baar bataya
tha ki chudai suruwat mein dard to
hota hai par uske baad swarg
samaan anand hai. Usne na to dard
ki hi anubhuti ki aur na hi swarg
samaan anand ki. Uske liye to
chudai bas 5 minute ka ek ritual
matra tha - Ravi uske saree ko upar
sarka kar uske kamar ke neeche,
janghon ke beech, ghani jharion
mein chhipi gulabi gahri gufa mein
apna mirch ke akaar ka shishn
ghusata aur kshan bhar mein
nidhaal ho kar so jata. Neeta to ye bhi nahi jaanti thi ki Ravi ka lund
bada hai ya chhota! Usne kabhi kisi aur mard ka lund dekha bhi nahi
tha.
Khair, apne manahsthiti ka pata
Neeta ne kabhi Ravi ko nahi chalne
diya, aur apne vyavahar aur baaton
mein wo humesha adarsh patni ki
tarah thi. Aaj use ye chinta sataye
jaa rahi thi, ki uski gaon ki saheliyan
jab usse chudai ke baare mein
poochhegi to wo kya kahegi? Rajni
ne jab bataya tha tab Neeta ki panty
geeli ho gayi thi! Shayad Rajni ne
jhooth kaha hoga, aisa to koi maza
nahi aata. Ya ravi maza dene mein
samarth nahi hai? Kyun ki Kunal ne
jab holi mein use rang lagaya tha to
use ajeeb sa ehshaash hua tha.
Kunaal ne jaan boojh kar kiya tha ya
anjane mein, ye neeta nahi janti,
par usne use rang lagate samay
apna haath neeta ke pusht urozon
par rakh diya tha. wo rang se
bachne ki koshish mein neeche
fishal gayi thi, neeta ka pallu uske
blouse par se hat gaya tha, aur
bhag daur mein uske blouse ke upar
ka ek button bhi khul gaya tha.
Kunal uske badan se lipat kar use
rang laga raha tha. Neeta apne
munh ko rang lagne se bachane ke
liye pet ke bal let kar apne munh ko
haath se chhipa rahi thi.Uski saree
simat kar uske ghutne ke upar aa
chuki thi. Halke gulabi rang mein
rang kar uski safed chikni jaanghein
gulaab ki pankhuri ke samaan lag
rahi thi. Kunaal uski peeth se lipta
hua ek haath se uske chehre par
rang lagane ka prayas kar raha tha
aur uska doosra haath neeta ke
chuchi ko daba raha tha. Neeta ko
jab ye ehshaash hua ki uski
chuchiyon par kisi gair mard ka
haath hai to uske jishm mein current
sa daur gaya. Uski dil ki dhadkane
itni teevra ho gayi ki maano uska
hriday phat padega. Usne apne
nitamb par kuchh kathor sa
mahshoosh kiya tha, shayad kunaal
ka lund ho. Par itna bada kaise? ho
sakta hai uski jeb mein mobile
phone raha ho! Chahe jo ho, us
ghatna ke 3 din baad tak neeta
bechain thi. us ghatna ki yaad matra
se uska badan shihar jaata, uski
dhadkane tez ho jaati, aur use apne
jaanghon ke beech aag aur paani ka
adbhut milan ka ehshaas hota.
Is ghatna ko beete 4 mahine ho gaye
the. par aaj bhi wo kunaal ke
saamne jaane mein jijhakti thi.
Shayad ravi hi namard hai. Shayad
uski kishmat mein hi yauvan ka
anand lena nahi hai aur shayad
kunal ke sath beete wo kshan hi uske
jeevan ka sabse anand dayak pal
the!
“Are neeta, itni der se taiyaar ho
rahi ho? bus chhoot jayegi bhai!”
Ravi ki awaaz neeta ke kaano mein
padi. “Main taiyaar hoon, aap gaadi
nikaliye.” Neeta apna purse utha kar
bedroom se bahar aayi.
“Madharchod MD! saale ko abhi hi
project report chahiye tha!” Ravi
apne boss par gussa ka ijhaar kar
raha tha. “tum akeli chali jaogi na?
main haramzaade ke munh par
report fenk kar jaldi se jaldi chala
aaunga”
Ravi ke munh se gaali sun kar neeta
ko vichitra laga. Kya bistar mein
apne namardagi ko chhipane ke liye
ravi apne shabdon mein mardanagi
dikhata hai? Ya construction line
mein logon ki bhasha hi aisi hoti
hai? “Aap fikra mat kijiye, wahan bus
stand par papa aa jayenge mujhe
recieve karne, aur yahan to aap
chhod hi rahe hain, banki safar to
bus mein bitana hai. Chaliye jaldi,
late ho jayega.” Neeta ne ravi ko
ashwasan diya.
Dono gadi mein baith kar bus stand
ki taraf nikle. “Madharchod! ye
traffic. Bhonsdi waale anpadh
ganwar sab politics mein aayenge to
yahi hoga! saalon ke dimaag mein
sadak banate samay ye bat ahi aati
ki kal is par aur bhi gaadiyan
daurengi. aaj har kutte billi ke paas
gaadi hai aur road dekho, bitta bhad
ka.” Horn ki awaaz ke beech mein
Ravi khud par chilla raha tha. raat
ke 8 baj chuke the, aur bas khulne
ka time 7 baje hi tha. bus stand
pahunchte pahunchte raat ke 9 baj
chuke the.
Bus stand par 2-3 chhoti route ke
bas ke alawa koi bus nahi tha, aur
wahan log bhi kaafi kam the. Ravi
booking counter waale ke paas chilla
raha tha. “sab ke sab lootere hain!
phone nahi karna tha to mobile
number liya kyun? jab passenger
gaya hi nahi to paise kis baat ke?”
wo booking clerk se paise wapas
maang raha tha. Neeta uske bagal
mein khadi thi. Uski laal blouse ke
side se uski kaali bra ka lace bahar
nikla hua tha. Clerk ke saamne
baitha ek adher umra ka aadmi use
ghoor raha tha. aur ghoore bhi kyun
na, neeta ki jis chuchiyon ko us bra
ne dhak kar rakha tha wo 34 inch ki
thi. 26 saal ki gori, lambi chharhare
badan waali neeta halogen lamp ke
saamne khadi thi jisse uske honthon
par lagi laal lipstick chamak kar
madak drishya utpanna kar rahe the.
jaise jaise neeta ke uroz saans ke
saath upar neeche ho rahe the,
waise waise us adher ki ling mein
yauvan ka sanchaar ho raha tha. 55
saal ke us buddhe ka rang jitna hi
kaala tha, baal utne hi safed. uska
dhoti uske jaangon ke upar hi tha,
aur aankhein laal, maano abhi ek
bottle chadhai ho. Uske munh ki
baas door khadi neeta mahshoosh
kar sakti hi.
Jab neeta ki nazar us buddhe par
padi to neeta saham gayi. auraton
mein mardon ki niyat bhaampne ka
yantra laga hota hai shayad. neeta
ne apne blouse ko theek kar apne
ubhaar ko saree se theek se dhaka.
neeta ko sahma dekh kar us buddhe
ke lund mein aur jawani bhad aayi.
wo apna munh khol besharm ki
tarah mushkurane laga. Uske
saamne ki daant lambi aur
badshurat thi. uske chehre ko dekh
kar neeta ka mann ghina raha tha.
wo rave ke aur nikat aa gayi aur uski
baanh ko pakad kar boli “chaliye
yahan se. ab bus chali gayi to fir
ladai karke kya fayeda”
“are bhaiya! hum bhi sitamarhi jaa
rahe hain, baithiyega humare bas
par?” Sar par pagdi lagaye, badi
moochh aur badi kaya waale ek hatte
kathhe aadmi ne kaha.
“Kab khulegi bus?”
“bas ab niklenge hi, wahan khadi hai
1785 number ki bus. seat bhi khali
hoga. waise bhada ta 700 rupaiya
hai, par aap 500 bhi de dijiyega ta
chalega. aap passenger ko
baithaiye.. hum 2 minute mein aate
hain.”
Ravi neeta ko le kar bus par
pahuncha. Usne andar jhank kar
dekha, bus mein 8-10 mard the aur
2-3 mahila, sab gaon ke the. bus
poora khali tha. “Bus mein jab gaon
ke log baithe hue hain, andar badbu
de raha hai. tum isme jaa paogi?
dikkat hoga to aaj chhod do. kal
chali jana?”
“Kal faldaan hai, jana zaroori hai.
main chali jaungi, aap fikra mat
kijiye”
“Hmm, tum andar baitho, main
tumhare liye paani ka bottle la deta
hoon”. Neeta andar gayi. Par andar
badbu bahut tha, shayad passanger
mein se kuchh logon ne desi sharab
pee rakhi thi. Aur andar garmi bhi
bahut thi. Neeta utar kar bus se
neeche aa gayi. Raat ke 10 baj rahe
the, bus stand par kuchh hi log the.
Bas se ke aas paas kuda fenka hua
tha, aur peshab ki teekhi gandh aa
rahi thi. Neeta bus se thodi door
gayi, usne chaaron taraf ghoom kar
dekha, yahan use koi nahi dekh raha
tha. usne apni saree upar uthai,
panty neeche sarkaya aur baith kar
peshab karne lagi. door lage bus ke
headlight ke roshni mein uski safed
chikni gaand aadhe chaand ki tarah
chamak rahi thi. Wo peshab karke
uthi, aur jaise hi peechhe mudi,
saamne badsurat shakla wala
buddha apni daant nikale mushkura
raha tha. Neeta kaamp uthi. Uske
chehre par wahi besharmi waali
mushkurahat thi, uska ek haath
neeche dhoti ke beech kuchh pakde
hua tha, dundhli roshni mein uski
safed dhoti to dikh rahi thi, par wo
pakde kya hua hai wo neeta nahi
dekh paa rahi thi. Neeta ke liye ye
samajhna mushkil nahi tha ki wo kya
pakde hua hai, par wo ravi ke auzaar
se kaafi bada tha.
Buddha neeta ki taraf badhne laga.
Neeta ghabra kar idhar udhar
dekhne lagi. Tabhi use Ravi aata
dikha, wo daur kar ravi ke paas
pahunchi. Ravi darr se peeli par gayi
neeta ko dekh kar bola “kya hua?”.
“wwwoo... aa... aadmi!” Neeta
ghabrai hui thi. Isse pehle wo kuchh
bolti Ravi us aadmi ki taraf lapka.
“Madharchod! bhonsdi waale!” jab
tak buddha kuchh bole tab tak uspar
do jhapad pad chuka tha.
“Haramzaade, do kaudi ke insaan,
teri himmat kaise hui meri bibi ki
taraf dekhne ki” wo sambhla bhi
nahi tha ki 2-4 haath uspar aur lag
chuke the! Ye sab itni jaldi hua ki
Neeta ko kuchh samajh mein nahi
aaya. Tab tak bus driver ke sath 2
log aur jama ho gaye the. Neeta ko
us buddhe ko dekh kar daya aa gayi,
aur fir us buddhe ne kuchh kiya bhi
to nahi tha. Usne to bas use dekha
tha, aur khule mein wo peshab
karegi to galti use dekhne waale ki
thode hi hai!
“Are! jaane dijiye” Neeta ne Ravi ke
haath ko pakad kar use roka.
“betichod! khabardaar jo kisi aurat
ki taraf aankh utha kar dekha to,
dono aankh fod dunga. Randi ki
aulaad.. saala”
“Are shahab, jane do na, kyun
chhote logon ke munh lagte ho, inka
kuchh nahi bigdega, aapka munh
kharab hoga” Ek passenger ne kaha.
Ravi ka gussa thoda shant ho chuka
tha. “Neeta! kal hi jana, abhi jana
safe nahi hai”
“Aap bhi na! til ka taar bana dete
hain. Kuchh nahi hua hai. aur bus
mein 2-3 auratein hain. koi dikkat
nahi hogi. Fir mere paas mobile bhi
hai, koi problem hoga to main call
kar lungi. aap tension mat lijiye”
Neeta ne Ravi ko shant karte hue
kaha
“Are! tum samajhti nahi ho. jab tak
tum ghar nahi pahunch jaogi tab tak
main tension mein rahunga! bus
chhodo, main tumhe gaadi se
pahuncha deta hoon”
“Aap bewajah pareshaan hote hain.
aapko office ka kaam karna hai. aap
nischint ho kar jaiye, main ghar
pahunch kar aapko call kar lungi”
“theek hai! koi bhi problem ho to
turant mujhe call karna, sare SP-DSP
ko main janta hoon, security officer turant
wahan pahunch jayegi.” wo bus
mein ghus chuka tha “yahan baith
jao, khidki ke paas. garmi nahi
lagegi”
Neeta bus ke darwaje ke paas waali
khidki se lagi seat par baith gayi
“aap tension nahi lijiyega, main
subah aapko call karungi. Raat
bahut ho gayi hai, aapko subah
office bhi jana hai, aap jaiye”
“Driver kahan gaya? chalo, start karo!
ab koi passenger nahi aane wala”
Bus start ho dheere dheere badha,
Ravi apni gadi mein baith kar ghar
ki taraf nikla. Bus jaise hi bus stand
se nikalne wala tha, wo buddha daur
kar bus mein chadh gaya. Neeta
ghabra gayi aur apne purse se
mobile nikalne lagi.
Buddhe ne kaha “are madam, hum
aapka kya bigada tha, bina matlab
ka humko pitwa diye” Buddhe ki
awaaj sun kar Neeta ka darr thoda
kam hua. Par uske munh se daru ki
baas bahut tez aa rahi thi. “Tum
wahan mujhe ghoor kyun rahe the?”
“Hum ghoor kahan rahe the! peshab
laga tha zor se. aapke hatne ka
intezaar kar rahe the. buddhe hue,
aankh kamzor hai, humko ta pate
nahi chala ki wahan koi marad
manush hai ki koi aurat! ab is umra
mein hum aisa neech harkat
karenge? bahu beti ki umar ki hain
aap.”
Buddhe ki baat sun kar Neeta
confuse ho gayi. Neeta ka sixth sense
cheekh cheekh kar kah raha tha ki
buddha ka irada theek nahi hai par
use buddhe ki baaton mein sachchai
lag rahi thi. Aur fir buddhe ne
kuchh kiya to nahi tha. Uske karan
bechara bina matlab ka pitai kha
gaya. “theek hai! par yahan kyun
khade ho? peechhe ja kar baitho?”
“madam khalasi hain, yahin khada
rahna kaam hai”
Bus asal mein kiraye par Ranchi aayi
thi. Kuchh upari amdani ho jaye,
isliye lautate samay driver aur
conductor ne kuchh passengers
bitha liye the. Sabhi passenger agal
bagal ke the. Kewal neeta ki hi safar
raat bhad ki thi. Neeta kuchh hi der
mein so gayi. Ye kahna mushkil hai
ki kisne - khidki se aa rahi hawa ne
ya us buddhe ne Neeta ke blouse
par se uske saaree ki pallu hata di
thi. Buddha laal blouse ke upar se
andar chhipe khajane ka mulyankan
kar raha tha. Apne aankhon se ghoor
ghoor kar Neeta ke chuchi ki
oonchai, golai aur akaar maap kar
apne mastishk mein uski chuchi ki
topological map taiyaar kar raha tha.
Jab tak bus mein aur passenger the
tab to buddha bas door se hi Neeta
ko ghoor raha tha, aur apne lund
mein angdai leti jawani ko apne
haathon se sahla raha tha. Aakhidi
passenger ke utarne ke baad buddhe
ne apne lund ko dhoti ke quaid se
azaad kar diya aur uski lambi
bandook Neeta ki taraf tan gayi.
Poori bus mein ek akeli laundiya, wo
bhi jawan, bhade poore chharhare
badan waali, ko dekh kar buddhe ki
andar ki waasna chhalak chhalak kar
bahar aa rahi thi. Par wo ye bhi
jaanta tha ki agar is laundiya ne
complain kar diya to bus ke number
se use khojna asaan hoga. Aur saala
iska bhataar bhi to goonda hi lagta
hai. Madharchod use jinda nahi
chhodega. Wo waasna aur bhay
mishrit bhavna se Neeta ki taraf
jhuka aur uske badan ki khusboo ko
soongha. Itra aur cream mein
sarabor Neeta ke badan ki khusboo
us buddhe ko pagal banaye jaa rahi
thi. Wo apna jeebh nikaal kar neeta
ke honthon ko chatana chah raha
tha. Jeebh to usne nikaali, uski
honthon ke paas bhi le gaya, par
chhoone ki use himmat nahi hui. Ek
haath se wo apne lund ko masal
raha tha, doosre haath se hilti hui
bus ko pakde hua tha aur apne
jeebh ko Neeta ke badan se bas ek
dhage bhar ki doori par rakhe uske
poore badan mano chaat raha ho!
Buddhe ke andar vaasna aur bhay ke
beech ka mahasangram suru ho
chuka tha. Kabhi uske mann mein
khayal aata ki thok de saali ko aur
fenk de rashte mein, jo hoga dekha
jayega! Fir use lagta ki is budhape
mein wo security officer se kahan kahan
bhaagta firega? aur budhape mein
jail, na baba! Wo kinkartavyavimudh
ki sthiti mein Neeta ke bagal waale
seat par ja kar baith gaya. Randiyan
to usne kayi chodi thi, par randiyon
mein wo baat kahan. Ek bade ghar ki
sundar, jawan laundiya ke bagal
mein, jangh se jangh sata kar
baithne matra se hi uska lund uski
god mein kutub minaar ki tarah
khada tha. Wo kabhi laal blouse ke
upar waale hisse se jhalakti neeta ke
chuchi ke ubhaar ko dekhta, kabhi
uski rasheele laal honthon ko to
kabhi uski safed chikni pet ko. Kayi
baar to wo apni haath ko neeta ki
chuchi tak le gaya, uska jee kar raha
tha ki us bharpoor chuchi ko apne
haathon mein le kar neembu ki
tarah nichod de! par wo use halke
se chhu kar fir wapas apni lund par
aa gaya. Wo apni lund ko zor zor se
hilane laga. Par fir wo shant ho
gaya. Wo apne lund ke ras ko aise hi
barbaad nahi karna chahta tha, wo
bhi tab jab ek khubsoorat jawan
laundiya bagal mein ho. Neeta ki
taraf ghoom kar usne apne lund ko
neeta ki jaangh par dabaya. Par zor
se dabane ki himmat uske andar
nahi thi!
Buddha bechain tha, kabhi apni
lund bahar nikaal kar hilata, kabhi
lund ko dhoti mein dhak kar Neeta
ko ghoorta, kabhi uski chuchi ke upar
halke halke haath sahlata to kabhi
uske chehre ke paas jaa kar uske
badan ki khusboo leta. Kareeb aadhe
ghante is tamasha chalne ke baad
road ke jerking se Neeta jag gayi.
Apne seene ko bina anchal ke dekh
kar wo harbada gayi aur anchal utha
kar apne chuchi ko dhakne lagi,
tabhi uski nazar bagal mein baithe
buddhe par gayi. Buddhe ne ghabra
kar apne lund ko dhoti mein
chhipaya. Buddhe ko apne bagal
mein baithe dekh kar Neeta gusse se
tamtama gayi “Himmat kaise hui
tumhe yahan baithane ki?”
“Hadd karti hain madam aap bhi! ek
ta khalasi waali seat par baith gayi
hain? bataiye hum kahan baithenge?
Khalasi hain, driver ko guide dena
hota hai, darwaze ke paas wala seate
par na baithenge? aap dunnu miya
bibi bina baate ke gussa mein rahti
hain” Us buddhe ne aise nirih ho
kar kaha ki Neeta ke liye apna gussa
banaye rakhna sambhav nahi tha.
“Theek hai! main peechhe ja kar
baith jaati hoon” Neeta apna
samaan sametne lagi. Wo is baat se
bilkul anbhigya thi ki bus mein uske
alawa aur koi passenger nahi hai.
“Dekhiye madam, hum gareeb zaroor
hain, par neech nahi hain. Hum
neech jaati ke bhi nahi hain. Jaat ke
. hain. oo ta kismat ka khel
hai ki khalasi ho gaye hain. Par itno
gel gujral nahi hain ki humra bagal
mein baithane mein bhi aapko
takleef ho!” Iswar ne us buddhe ko
jitni buri shakla di thi, utni hi
prabhavshaali vaani di thi. Wo
shayad sammohan vidya jaanta tha,
baaton mein wo kisi ko bhi
prabhavit kar sakta tha. Wo to ravi
ne use kuchh kahne ka mauka hi
nahi diya, warna wo kabhi Ravi ke
haathon pitai nahi khata.
“Aisi baat nahi hai, tumne hi to kaha
ki yahan tumhara seat hai”
“Hai to hai! aapke baith jane se aisa
thode hi hai ki seat mera nahi
rahega? aap araam se baithiye.
Humko kono dikkat nahi hai”
Neeta fir se confused thi. Buddha
baaton se bahut sareef lagta hai,
par uske vyavahar se baar baar use
shaq hota tha! Kahin, usi ne uske
blouse par se anchal to nahi hataya?
Nahi, itne passengers ke saamne
buddhe ki himmat nahi hogi aisa
karne ki. Kitna seedha sada buddha
hai, shakla kharab hone se aadmi
kharab thode hi ho jata hai, main
bina matlab hi ispar shaq kar rahi
hoon. Fir uske dhoti mein tent kaisa
hai? Iska lund kahin khada to nahi?
Par itna bada? Itna bada kaise ho
sakta hai? Ravi ka to itna sa hi hai!
Kuchh aur rakha hoga. Gaon dehat
mein log dhoti ke andar potli mein
paisa bhi to rakhte hain, shayad
wahi ho?
“Kaun kaun hai tumhare parivaar
mein?”
“Kya batain madam. bibi pehle
bachhe ko janam de kar upar chali
gayi. Bada mushkil se beta ko paal
posh kar bada kiye ta u bhi shadi ke
baad badal gaya. Jab se bahu ghar
mein aayi ghar mein mere liye jagah
hi nahi bacha. Nahi ta aap hi
bataiye, ee budhapa mein raat raat
bhar kahe khatate?”
Neeta ko buddhe ki baat sun kar
usspe daya aa gayi. Ab wo buddha
use utna ghrina ka patra nahi lag
raha tha. “Bibi ke marne ke baad
tumne doosri shaadi nahi ki?” Neeta
ki nazar baar baar us buddhe ke
dhoti mein bane tent par ja rahi thi.
Wo ye confirm karna chah rahi thi ki
lund hi hai ya kuchh aur?
Neeta ko apne lund ki taraf ghoorte
dekh kar buddhe ka lund aur
tamtama raha tha. “Kaise kar lete
madam. sauteli ma se beta ko pyar
thode hi milta”
“To abhi kahan rahte ho?”
“Kahan rahenge madam? ab ta isi
bas mein jeena hai, isi mein marna
hai. Aap araam kijiye madam, is
buddhe ki kahani sunkar kya
kariyega?”
Neeta ne apni aankhein band kar li.
Par uski aankhon ke saamne baar
baar buddhe ke dhoti par bana tent
aa raha tha. Wo janana chah rahi
thi ki wo aakhir hai kya? Lund hi hai
ya kuchh aur? aur agar lund hai to
itna bada lund aakhir dikhta kaisa
hai? Kya kunal ke sath hathapai
mein usne apni gaand par jo
mahshoosh kiya tha wo bhi lund hi
tha? Kya sabhi lund bade hote hai,
sirf Ravi ka hi chhota hai? Kya isiliye
usne chudai ke baare mein jo bhi
suna tha use waisa koi bhi maza
nahi aaya? Kya isiliye Ravi use ma
nahi bana pa raha hai? Oh! agar aisi
baat hai to uski kishmat to is
buddhe se bhi gayi gujari hai. Bus
mein khalasi hai, bibi ke marne ke
baad kam se kam randi ko to choda
hi hoga! wahi hai jise chudai ka
sukh abhi tak prapt nahi hua. Aur
kunal! oh! aaj bhi wo pal yaad aate
hi dekho kaise dil ki dhadkan badh
gayi. Pata nahi usne jaan boojh kar
mere stan ko dabaya tha ya anjaane
mein. Par wo maza kabhi ravi ke
dabane se nahi aaya tha. Kya kunal
meri chudai ke irade se aaya tha?
Kya us din use mauka milta to wo
mujhe chod deta? oh! kash! kitna
maza aata! main bhi bewkoof thi.
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