Non-erotic RESPECT - short story

[Baban]

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Story- Respect

Writer- Baban

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Main vivek hoon. Main documentary films banata hu. Ab tak 5 films banaa chuka hu. Award bhi milaa hai mujhe. Lekin meri jo 5th documentary film thi woh mere liye aaj bhi special hai. Aur shayad hamesha rahegaa. Kyunki us film ko banate waqt mujhe ek bahut zaruri seekh mili hai. Jo main bhoolunga nahi. Aur woh hi ghatna main aaj aap lohon se share karne aya hu. Woh din aaj bhi yaad hai mujhe jab main apni film ke liye ek larki dhund raha tha. Agar khulkey bolu to ek call girl. Jee haa.... meri yeh documentary call girls par thi. Unki zindagi ke upar main yeh film banaana chahata tha.

Ab is mamley mein main kuch nahi janta tha. Kabhi koi gandi adaat nahi tha mera. Aaj tak maine koi galat kaam nahi kiya hai. Sirf smoking karta hu aur woh bhi limit mein rehkey. Mujhe insaab call girls ke barein mein kuch pataa hi nahi tha. Par mera ek dost tha Arnaav. Woh thora alaag type ka larka tha. Aap sab samajh hi gaye hongey kaisa. Khair.... is kaam ke liye woh perfect tha. Sirf woh hi mera help kar sakta tha. Maine usse contact kiya. Usey sab khulke bataya. Uske paass bahut se call girls ka contact number tha. Usne mujhe bola...

Arnav: dont worry bro. Main hu naa. Kab chahiye tujhe?

Main: bhai.. sunday ko ek meeting karaade.

Arnaav haste huye: meeting? Ha.. ha.. ha... tu bhi naa... arey jo bhi ayegi woh koi officer ya high post ka boss thori naa hogi... ek call girl hogi. Tu paisa dega woh kaam karegi.. bas.

Aakhir sunday aa hi gaya. Arnaav ne subah hi phone kar diya tha mujhe ke 12 bajey woh ayegi. Angel naam hai uska. Usko Arnav ne mera address diya hai. Maine Arnaav ko mere flat ka address diya tha. Kyunki apne ghar toh mai us ladki ko bula nahi sakta tha. Wahan mere parents rehte hai. Isliye mere apne flat pe use bulaya tha. Main bahut nervous tha. Pehlibaar ek call girl ayegi mere paas. Main hamesha in saab se dur raha hu. Par aaj khud ke kaam ke liye hi is jhamele mein utarna para.

Main yeh sab hi soch raha tha. Tabhi bell baja ting tong. Main deewar pe tangi hui ghari ke taraf dekha. Puraa 12 baje the. Main apne aapko control karke agey barke darwaza khola. Aur kholte hi mere samne ek ladki thi. Ya kehna chahiye ek bahut hi khubsurat larki. Main toh dekhe hi jaa raha tha usey.

Ladki: hello? Vivek?

Main : huhh? Haan.. hann.. please.. please... come in... sorry.

Ladki : its ok.

Main: aiye.... yahan baithiye. Aane mein koi takleef to nahi huyi?

Meri baat sunke larki ne pehle ajeeb nazron se mujhe dekha. Fir muskuraake boli : nahi... thank you.

Main uske samney ke sofe pe baith gaya. Angel yaani woh ladki ghar ko dekhne lagi. Phir boli..

Angel: nice... tumhara hai.

Main : jee. Aap..... aap kuch lengi? Chaai.... yaa cold drinks kuch?

Angel : nahi.... thanks.

Phir hasne lagi achanak.

Main: aap... aap has kyu rahi hai?

Angel: nahi.. kuch nahi.... pehlibaar kisine...... khair choro.... aur tum mujhe yeh Aap aap kyu bol rahe ho?

Main: toh kya bolu?

Angel : tum mujhe tum ya tu karke bhi bol sakte ho. Mujhe to sab sunne ki adaat hai.

Main: ok... main aapko... matlab tumse tum karke baat karunga. Arnaav ne bola hoga ke maine tumhe kyu bulaya hai?

Angel: hummm... bola hai. Lekin paisa kam nahi hoga.

Main: jee.. je... purey hai. Aap dekh lijiye.

Main usey paise de deta hu. Woh paise ginke bag mein le leti hai. Phir bolti hai: aur haan.... camera mein mera chehra nahi aana chahiye.

Main: no.. no.. dont worry.... main editing mein tumhara chehra blur kar dunga.

Angel: kya kar doge?

Main: blur....matlab tumhara chehra toh hoga par clear nahi... aspasth hoga. Koi samajh nahi payega kiska chehra hai.

Angel : ok....puch...sorry...main zyada tum tum nahi kar sakti...isliye tujhe tu karke bol rahi hu.

Main: haa..ok..ok..main camera setup karleta hu.

Camera set up karke main usko poochta hu: ok...ready?

Angel naughty hasi haske: hameshaa..

Mai bhi has deta hu. Phir bolta hu: ok......main kuch sawal karunga. Tum ekdum sach sach jawab dena.

Angel: chupane ke liye hai hi kya mere paas?

Yeh kehke muskuraati hai angel. Par us muskaan mei khusi nahi thi. Kuch aur hi tha.

Main camera on karke sofe pe baithke usse puchta hu: toh... mera pehla sawal... tum kabse ho yahan...matlab is line mein?

Angel: ummmmmm.....5 saal ho gaye. 20ki umar mein shuru kiya tha.

Mera dusra sawaal: kya marzi se tumne yeh dhanda chuna hai? Yaa kisine jabardasti se....majbur kiya hai?

Angel: nahi....waise toh koi nahi hai par..... ek hai jisne mujhe majbur kiya hai.

Main: kaun? Nam batana chahoge?

Angel: halaat......uska naam halaat hai. Yeh halaat jo hota hain na....bahut zalim hota hai. Kisi ko bhi apne isharon mein nachane ki power rakhta hai. Main bhi ekdin iske haaton kathputli baan gayi.

Mera sawal : ab kitna kama leti ho?

Angel: bus....chalta hai.....itna bataa sakti hu ke parivar ka pet khali nahi rehta. Chota bhai parhai kar pa raha hai...maa ka dawai bhi aa jata hai. Baap ka daru ka kharcha bhi aa jata hai.

Main: tum jab se is dhande nein ayi ho kabhi kisine jabardasti kiya hai? Matlab tumhare marzi na hote huye bhi....

Angel: marzi...? Humari marzi ya aitaraaz se kisko kya farak parta ha saab? Sab admi hum jaise aurton ko apna garmi mitaane ke liye bulaate hai. Garmi mit jaye toh goodbye. Haat mein paisa dekey nikal dete hai. Bus.....pehle pehle buraa lagta tha...itni der tak mujhe istemaal kiya phir nikal saali kehke bahar nikal diya. Par ab bura nahi lagta. Ab adaat ho gayi hai.

Main: tumhare nazar mein kya lagta hai tum log jo kar rahi ho yeh proustite business yeh sahi hai ya galaat?

Angel: ab kya bolu? Khudke dhande ko toh gaali nahi de sakti. Bus itna kahunga ke logon ki nazar agar unchi hoti yoh hum bhi kahin izzat ka kaam kar rahe hote.

Main: iska matlab tumhe apne kaam se koi narazgi nahi?

Angel: bilkul nahi....aakhir us dhande ke wajah se main apna parivaar ka pet pal sakti hu. Mere liye yeh bhi us izzat ke kaam ki tarah hai jo tum jaise pare likhe woh kya bolte hai? Haan...educated log karte ho..

Main: tumhare nazar mein izzat kya hai?

Angel haskey: bahut katheen sawaal puch liya tuney. Ab kya batayu izzat kya hai? Is sawal ka jawab main kya koi nahi de payega shayad. Kehne ko toh main bhi lambi lambi bhashan de sakti hu....par woh sab kitaabi bhashan hoga. Mere liye izzat ki koi value nahi.

Main: aisa kyu?

Angel: izzat.....kya hota hai yeh izzat? Bus ek word hi hai. Asal mein iska koi matlaab hi nahi. Kamse kaam mere nazar mein to nahi.

Main: haa...samajh sakta hu ke tum jaise larkio ko hardin yeh sab sehna prta hai isliye......

Angel: ek second ek second.... meri jaisi larki matlab? Arey puraa bolona meri jaise besshya aurat.... khulkey bolona......har din to isse bhi hazar gunaa gali sunti hu...kutiyaa...randi...bahut kuch. Aur woh bhi tum jaise shareef logon ke muh se hi. Abhi tumne bolana izzat...... jante ho hum kisko karte hai asli izzat?

Khudko...hum sab sirf khud ko izzat karte hai...baaki puri duniya bhaar mein jaye par main thik rahu...main zinda rahu...main..main..main...aur sirf main. Uske baad agar koi hai toh parivaar. Hum sab kitne bhi mahaan bane ki acting karley aakhir mein hum sab selfish hai. Hum sab sirf khudke barein mein sochte hai.

Main: nahi....hamesha aisa nahi hota..

Angel: vai maine toh aajtak jitna experience kiya hai usse toh yehi sikha hai. Aur kya bol rahe the tum? Hum jaisi larkiyaa? Kya hai hum jaisi larkia? Bahut neech? Bahut ghatiya? Characterless? Paison ke liye kapre utarne wale? Kuch bhi karne wale? Aur tum log kya ho? Aamir, educated, suitboot pehenne wale acche admi? Tum sab sahi aur hum sab galat? Arey sabse barein ghatiya toh tum log ho....hum log toh phirbhi khullam khulaa mante hai hum apni sharir bechte hai. Besharam hai hum. Lekin tum log... duniyaa ke nazron mein kitne aache, sabke madat karne wale bhaley log...par akeley mein masti ke karne keliye humari zarurat parti hai. Kyun? Tab yaad nahi rehta hum kitney neech hai? Tum toh sirf apna bhukh mitana hai. Isliye koi uch nich nahi hota. Kamse kam izzat ke mamle mein nahi. Yeh sab insan ke nazar mein hota hai. Jaise tu.....aur aadmi se alag hai.

Main: kyu?

Angel: tuney us waqt pucha tha na ke main has kyu rahi thi? Itne saal mein pehlibaar kisike aakhon mein mere liye izzat dekh ke hasi aa gayi. Kya hai na adaat nahi hai na... baaki sab ke liye to hum use and throw hai.

Main: yeh jo tum.. aisi dress pahenti ho....issey tumhe darr nahi lagta... matlab koi agar jabardasti uthaake le jaye aur...

Angel : aur kya? bang? Arey woh toh har roz hota hai hun jaiso ka.... woh chor...par sirf hum hi kyun? is ka shikaar toh bahut sarein acche ghar ke patnio ko bhi hona parta hai. Hardin....ya har raat.

Main: matlab? Kya bol rahi ho..? Kaun karega unke sath yeh.? Woh bhi har roz?

Angel: unke pati. Kyun? Shaadi ho gaya toh woh larki tumhara ghulaam ho gayi? Jab chaha usko bistar pe ke jaake use karo.... just un dono ki shaadi ho gayi hai toh kya yeh us marad ka haq hai ke bina biwi ke raazi ke kuch bhi karo uske saath? Woh bhi toh ek tarah ka bang hi hai. Bus woh sab security officer station mein report nahi hotey. Patnia chup chaap sahen kar keti hai. Aur tum saale mard log bhi kaminey ho bahut.

Main: k...k...kaminey? Kyun?

Angel: duniyaa itni aage bar rahi hai...par aaj bhi tum log aurton ko apni pair ki juti samajhte ho.

Main: nahi...yeh manna mushkil hai....aaj aurton ko bhi utni izzat milti hai jitna mard ko milta hai?

Angel haskar : accha? Sach me? Toh yeh bang aaj bhi kyun hote hai? Kyu larki paida hone pe use marr diya jata hai? Kyun dahej ke naam pe ghar ki bahu ko jalaya jataa hai? Tab kaahan jaati hai yeh izzat? Jab ek aurat ko char char log milkey jabardasti.......khair...choro...yeh izaat vizzat faltu ki baatein hai. Sirf bolne mein maza ataa hai....palan karna utnaa hi mushkil. Hum aurtein pehle bhi tum mardo ke liye sirf bhog ke bastu thei....aaj bhi hai. Na tab tumne humko baraabari ki jagaah di... naa aaj de rahe ho. Yeh mere janam se pehle bhi tha...yeh mere marrne ke baad bhi rahega. Tum log har ek devi ko maa ke tarah pujtey ho....uski puja archana karte ho... par jab koi larki chotey kapre pehenke paas se guzre toh usko gande nazar se ghurte bhi ho. Aurat ki izzat aur haq ki baat bhi karte ho... fir hotel ke kamre mein usi aurat ko bulaake usko kutiyaa saali randi aur na jaane kitne gaali bhi dete ho aur enjoy karye ho. Tum logon ka nazariya har situation ke mutabik change hota hai. Pati ke khusi ke leyi jo patni vrat rakhti hai usi aurat ko marte ho, pit te ho, phir apni garmi uspe utarte ho...... nahi......director saab....kuch nahi badlaa hai.

Main: tum jo bol rahi ho sahi hai. Par har mard toh aisa nahi hota.

Angel: haa...haa bilkul... har mard aisa nahi hota. Aur naahi har aurat sahi hoti hai. Aurat bhi galat hoti hai. Lekin din ke aakhir mein dard aurat ko hi sahen karna parta hai. Chahe woh sharir ka dard ho yaa.... dukh ka dard. Khair......mujh jaise dhandewali ke muh se yeh sab gyaan ki baatein shayad shova nahi deti. Par kya karu...aakhir... hu toh ek aurat hi naa. Itne se umaar mein hi itna kuch dekh liya hai ke bahut kuch seekh gayi hu.

Main: bus....aur koi sawal nahi...mere liye itna hi kaafi hai.

Angel: ho gaya? Arey wahhh.....bahut jaldi ho gaya yeh toh. Kash har client tere jaisa hi ho...ha...ha..

Main camera off kar deta hu. Phir angel ke taraf dekhte huye puchta hu: ek baat puchu?

Angel: kya?

Main: tumhare nazar meun izzat kya hai? Sach sach batao.

Angel mere aakhon mein dekhte huye muskuraake boli: izzat mere nazar mein woh hai jo abhi tumhare aakhon mein mujhe dikh raha hai. Aadmi log to mujhe aajtak bahut miley aur agey bhi milega...par mard shayad aaj pehlibaar mila. Mardaani woh nahi jo mard ke taango ke beech hota hai, mardaani woh hai jo mard ke swavab aur aakhon mein dikhta hai. Jo sach mein ek aurat ko izzat de... woh hota hai mard. Baaki sab kitna bhi mardaani dikhai sab saley namard hi hotey hai....khair...chal to fir main chalu?

Main : ok. Tumse baat karke accha laga.

Angel muskuraake mere paas akar boli: aaj pehlibaar mujhe bhi kisi ke paas akaar samay bitaake accha laga. Accha....Mujhe ek glass paani dogey?

Main: haan zarur......

Main fridge se paani lekar aya aur Angel paani peekey bye bolkey chali gayi. Main usey jaate huye dekhne laga. phir darwaza bandh karke wapas akey sofe pe baitha aur samney ek chis dekhke chowk gaya! Angel jis sofe pe baithi thi wahan ek lifafa rakkha hua tha. Yeh woh lifafa tha jo maine thori der pehle usko diye the. Us lifafe mein hi angel ke paise the jo uski fees thi. Maine woh lifafa utha liya..... haa yeh to wahi hai jo maine usko diya tha. Aur mujhe puraa yaad hai lifafa usne apne purse ke under daal diya tha. Toh yeh yahan kaise? Maine us paani ke glass ke taraf dekha jisse Angel ne thori der pehle paani piya tha.

ISKA MATLAB JAB USNE MUJHSE PAANI MANGA AUR MAIN PAANI LENEY UNDER KITCHEN MEIN GAYA THA TAB ANGEL NE WOH PAISO KA LIFAAFA................

THE END.

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[Basic]

Bhai gale laag ja. Bahut acha banaya mere bhai. Good good. Let's spread some positivity in this site.

[Baban]

Bhai gale laag ja. Bahut acha banaya mere bhai. Good good. Let's spread some positivity in this site.

Thanks bhai❤
Sex stories toh bharpur hai yahan, lekin hum sabko aise stories bhi parna chahiye. Aur writers ko bhi aisi stories likhna chahiye aur readers tak pahuchana chahiye. Bus aap jaise readers ka pyaar aur support humko aur inspiration deta hai.

[Basic]

Bilkul bhai. Ek kaam katte hai main bhi ab apki tarah ek short story likhunga. With social message. Erotic to likhana rehta hi hai lekin readers ko positive feeling bhi dena chahiye. Lets make our readers feel well.

[Baban]

Bilkul bhai. Ek kaam katte hai main bhi ab apki tarah ek short story likhunga. With social message. Erotic to likhana rehta hi hai lekin readers ko positive feeling bhi dena chahiye. Lets make our readers feel well.

Bilkul likhiye❤
Main bhi toh ek Erotic writer hi hoon. Lekin sirf erotic writer nahi... Uske sath romantic, Non-erotic stories bhi likhna aur parna pasand karta hoon.

[Udaybhanu]

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Story- Respect

Writer- Baban

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Main vivek hoon. Main documentary films banata hu. Ab tak 5 films banaa chuka hu. Award bhi milaa hai mujhe. Lekin meri jo 5th documentary film thi woh mere liye aaj bhi special hai. Aur shayad hamesha rahegaa. Kyunki us film ko banate waqt mujhe ek bahut zaruri seekh mili hai. Jo main bhoolunga nahi. Aur woh hi ghatna main aaj aap lohon se share karne aya hu. Woh din aaj bhi yaad hai mujhe jab main apni film ke liye ek larki dhund raha tha. Agar khulkey bolu to ek call girl. Jee haa.... meri yeh documentary call girls par thi. Unki zindagi ke upar main yeh film banaana chahata tha.

Ab is mamley mein main kuch nahi janta tha. Kabhi koi gandi adaat nahi tha mera. Aaj tak maine koi galat kaam nahi kiya hai. Sirf smoking karta hu aur woh bhi limit mein rehkey. Mujhe insaab call girls ke barein mein kuch pataa hi nahi tha. Par mera ek dost tha Arnaav. Woh thora alaag type ka larka tha. Aap sab samajh hi gaye hongey kaisa. Khair.... is kaam ke liye woh perfect tha. Sirf woh hi mera help kar sakta tha. Maine usse contact kiya. Usey sab khulke bataya. Uske paass bahut se call girls ka contact number tha. Usne mujhe bola...

Arnav: dont worry bro. Main hu naa. Kab chahiye tujhe?

Main: bhai.. sunday ko ek meeting karaade.

Arnaav haste huye: meeting? Ha.. ha.. ha... tu bhi naa... arey jo bhi ayegi woh koi officer ya high post ka boss thori naa hogi... ek call girl hogi. Tu paisa dega woh kaam karegi.. bas.

Aakhir sunday aa hi gaya. Arnaav ne subah hi phone kar diya tha mujhe ke 12 bajey woh ayegi. Angel naam hai uska. Usko Arnav ne mera address diya hai. Maine Arnaav ko mere flat ka address diya tha. Kyunki apne ghar toh mai us ladki ko bula nahi sakta tha. Wahan mere parents rehte hai. Isliye mere apne flat pe use bulaya tha. Main bahut nervous tha. Pehlibaar ek call girl ayegi mere paas. Main hamesha in saab se dur raha hu. Par aaj khud ke kaam ke liye hi is jhamele mein utarna para.

Main yeh sab hi soch raha tha. Tabhi bell baja ting tong. Main deewar pe tangi hui ghari ke taraf dekha. Puraa 12 baje the. Main apne aapko control karke agey barke darwaza khola. Aur kholte hi mere samne ek ladki thi. Ya kehna chahiye ek bahut hi khubsurat larki. Main toh dekhe hi jaa raha tha usey.

Ladki: hello? Vivek?

Main : huhh? Haan.. hann.. please.. please... come in... sorry.

Ladki : its ok.

Main: aiye.... yahan baithiye. Aane mein koi takleef to nahi huyi?

Meri baat sunke larki ne pehle ajeeb nazron se mujhe dekha. Fir muskuraake boli : nahi... thank you.

Main uske samney ke sofe pe baith gaya. Angel yaani woh ladki ghar ko dekhne lagi. Phir boli..

Angel: nice... tumhara hai.

Main : jee. Aap..... aap kuch lengi? Chaai.... yaa cold drinks kuch?

Angel : nahi.... thanks.

Phir hasne lagi achanak.

Main: aap... aap has kyu rahi hai?

Angel: nahi.. kuch nahi.... pehlibaar kisine...... khair choro.... aur tum mujhe yeh Aap aap kyu bol rahe ho?

Main: toh kya bolu?

Angel : tum mujhe tum ya tu karke bhi bol sakte ho. Mujhe to sab sunne ki adaat hai.

Main: ok... main aapko... matlab tumse tum karke baat karunga. Arnaav ne bola hoga ke maine tumhe kyu bulaya hai?

Angel: hummm... bola hai. Lekin paisa kam nahi hoga.

Main: jee.. je... purey hai. Aap dekh lijiye.

Main usey paise de deta hu. Woh paise ginke bag mein le leti hai. Phir bolti hai: aur haan.... camera mein mera chehra nahi aana chahiye.

Main: no.. no.. dont worry.... main editing mein tumhara chehra blur kar dunga.

Angel: kya kar doge?

Main: blur....matlab tumhara chehra toh hoga par clear nahi... aspasth hoga. Koi samajh nahi payega kiska chehra hai.

Angel : ok....puch...sorry...main zyada tum tum nahi kar sakti...isliye tujhe tu karke bol rahi hu.

Main: haa..ok..ok..main camera setup karleta hu.

Camera set up karke main usko poochta hu: ok...ready?

Angel naughty hasi haske: hameshaa..

Mai bhi has deta hu. Phir bolta hu: ok......main kuch sawal karunga. Tum ekdum sach sach jawab dena.

Angel: chupane ke liye hai hi kya mere paas?

Yeh kehke muskuraati hai angel. Par us muskaan mei khusi nahi thi. Kuch aur hi tha.

Main camera on karke sofe pe baithke usse puchta hu: toh... mera pehla sawal... tum kabse ho yahan...matlab is line mein?

Angel: ummmmmm.....5 saal ho gaye. 20ki umar mein shuru kiya tha.

Mera dusra sawaal: kya marzi se tumne yeh dhanda chuna hai? Yaa kisine jabardasti se....majbur kiya hai?

Angel: nahi....waise toh koi nahi hai par..... ek hai jisne mujhe majbur kiya hai.

Main: kaun? Nam batana chahoge?

Angel: halaat......uska naam halaat hai. Yeh halaat jo hota hain na....bahut zalim hota hai. Kisi ko bhi apne isharon mein nachane ki power rakhta hai. Main bhi ekdin iske haaton kathputli baan gayi.

Mera sawal : ab kitna kama leti ho?

Angel: bus....chalta hai.....itna bataa sakti hu ke parivar ka pet khali nahi rehta. Chota bhai parhai kar pa raha hai...maa ka dawai bhi aa jata hai. Baap ka daru ka kharcha bhi aa jata hai.

Main: tum jab se is dhande nein ayi ho kabhi kisine jabardasti kiya hai? Matlab tumhare marzi na hote huye bhi....

Angel: marzi...? Humari marzi ya aitaraaz se kisko kya farak parta ha saab? Sab admi hum jaise aurton ko apna garmi mitaane ke liye bulaate hai. Garmi mit jaye toh goodbye. Haat mein paisa dekey nikal dete hai. Bus.....pehle pehle buraa lagta tha...itni der tak mujhe istemaal kiya phir nikal saali kehke bahar nikal diya. Par ab bura nahi lagta. Ab adaat ho gayi hai.

Main: tumhare nazar mein kya lagta hai tum log jo kar rahi ho yeh proustite business yeh sahi hai ya galaat?

Angel: ab kya bolu? Khudke dhande ko toh gaali nahi de sakti. Bus itna kahunga ke logon ki nazar agar unchi hoti yoh hum bhi kahin izzat ka kaam kar rahe hote.

Main: iska matlab tumhe apne kaam se koi narazgi nahi?

Angel: bilkul nahi....aakhir us dhande ke wajah se main apna parivaar ka pet pal sakti hu. Mere liye yeh bhi us izzat ke kaam ki tarah hai jo tum jaise pare likhe woh kya bolte hai? Haan...educated log karte ho..

Main: tumhare nazar mein izzat kya hai?

Angel haskey: bahut katheen sawaal puch liya tuney. Ab kya batayu izzat kya hai? Is sawal ka jawab main kya koi nahi de payega shayad. Kehne ko toh main bhi lambi lambi bhashan de sakti hu....par woh sab kitaabi bhashan hoga. Mere liye izzat ki koi value nahi.

Main: aisa kyu?

Angel: izzat.....kya hota hai yeh izzat? Bus ek word hi hai. Asal mein iska koi matlaab hi nahi. Kamse kaam mere nazar mein to nahi.

Main: haa...samajh sakta hu ke tum jaise larkio ko hardin yeh sab sehna prta hai isliye......

Angel: ek second ek second.... meri jaisi larki matlab? Arey puraa bolona meri jaise besshya aurat.... khulkey bolona......har din to isse bhi hazar gunaa gali sunti hu...kutiyaa...randi...bahut kuch. Aur woh bhi tum jaise shareef logon ke muh se hi. Abhi tumne bolana izzat...... jante ho hum kisko karte hai asli izzat?

Khudko...hum sab sirf khud ko izzat karte hai...baaki puri duniya bhaar mein jaye par main thik rahu...main zinda rahu...main..main..main...aur sirf main. Uske baad agar koi hai toh parivaar. Hum sab kitne bhi mahaan bane ki acting karley aakhir mein hum sab selfish hai. Hum sab sirf khudke barein mein sochte hai.

Main: nahi....hamesha aisa nahi hota..

Angel: vai maine toh aajtak jitna experience kiya hai usse toh yehi sikha hai. Aur kya bol rahe the tum? Hum jaisi larkiyaa? Kya hai hum jaisi larkia? Bahut neech? Bahut ghatiya? Characterless? Paison ke liye kapre utarne wale? Kuch bhi karne wale? Aur tum log kya ho? Aamir, educated, suitboot pehenne wale acche admi? Tum sab sahi aur hum sab galat? Arey sabse barein ghatiya toh tum log ho....hum log toh phirbhi khullam khulaa mante hai hum apni sharir bechte hai. Besharam hai hum. Lekin tum log... duniyaa ke nazron mein kitne aache, sabke madat karne wale bhaley log...par akeley mein masti ke karne keliye humari zarurat parti hai. Kyun? Tab yaad nahi rehta hum kitney neech hai? Tum toh sirf apna bhukh mitana hai. Isliye koi uch nich nahi hota. Kamse kam izzat ke mamle mein nahi. Yeh sab insan ke nazar mein hota hai. Jaise tu.....aur aadmi se alag hai.

Main: kyu?

Angel: tuney us waqt pucha tha na ke main has kyu rahi thi? Itne saal mein pehlibaar kisike aakhon mein mere liye izzat dekh ke hasi aa gayi. Kya hai na adaat nahi hai na... baaki sab ke liye to hum use and throw hai.

Main: yeh jo tum.. aisi dress pahenti ho....issey tumhe darr nahi lagta... matlab koi agar jabardasti uthaake le jaye aur...

Angel : aur kya? bang? Arey woh toh har roz hota hai hun jaiso ka.... woh chor...par sirf hum hi kyun? is ka shikaar toh bahut sarein acche ghar ke patnio ko bhi hona parta hai. Hardin....ya har raat.

Main: matlab? Kya bol rahi ho..? Kaun karega unke sath yeh.? Woh bhi har roz?

Angel: unke pati. Kyun? Shaadi ho gaya toh woh larki tumhara ghulaam ho gayi? Jab chaha usko bistar pe ke jaake use karo.... just un dono ki shaadi ho gayi hai toh kya yeh us marad ka haq hai ke bina biwi ke raazi ke kuch bhi karo uske saath? Woh bhi toh ek tarah ka bang hi hai. Bus woh sab security officer station mein report nahi hotey. Patnia chup chaap sahen kar keti hai. Aur tum saale mard log bhi kaminey ho bahut.

Main: k...k...kaminey? Kyun?

Angel: duniyaa itni aage bar rahi hai...par aaj bhi tum log aurton ko apni pair ki juti samajhte ho.

Main: nahi...yeh manna mushkil hai....aaj aurton ko bhi utni izzat milti hai jitna mard ko milta hai?

Angel haskar : accha? Sach me? Toh yeh bang aaj bhi kyun hote hai? Kyu larki paida hone pe use marr diya jata hai? Kyun dahej ke naam pe ghar ki bahu ko jalaya jataa hai? Tab kaahan jaati hai yeh izzat? Jab ek aurat ko char char log milkey jabardasti.......khair...choro...yeh izaat vizzat faltu ki baatein hai. Sirf bolne mein maza ataa hai....palan karna utnaa hi mushkil. Hum aurtein pehle bhi tum mardo ke liye sirf bhog ke bastu thei....aaj bhi hai. Na tab tumne humko baraabari ki jagaah di... naa aaj de rahe ho. Yeh mere janam se pehle bhi tha...yeh mere marrne ke baad bhi rahega. Tum log har ek devi ko maa ke tarah pujtey ho....uski puja archana karte ho... par jab koi larki chotey kapre pehenke paas se guzre toh usko gande nazar se ghurte bhi ho. Aurat ki izzat aur haq ki baat bhi karte ho... fir hotel ke kamre mein usi aurat ko bulaake usko kutiyaa saali randi aur na jaane kitne gaali bhi dete ho aur enjoy karye ho. Tum logon ka nazariya har situation ke mutabik change hota hai. Pati ke khusi ke leyi jo patni vrat rakhti hai usi aurat ko marte ho, pit te ho, phir apni garmi uspe utarte ho...... nahi......director saab....kuch nahi badlaa hai.

Main: tum jo bol rahi ho sahi hai. Par har mard toh aisa nahi hota.

Angel: haa...haa bilkul... har mard aisa nahi hota. Aur naahi har aurat sahi hoti hai. Aurat bhi galat hoti hai. Lekin din ke aakhir mein dard aurat ko hi sahen karna parta hai. Chahe woh sharir ka dard ho yaa.... dukh ka dard. Khair......mujh jaise dhandewali ke muh se yeh sab gyaan ki baatein shayad shova nahi deti. Par kya karu...aakhir... hu toh ek aurat hi naa. Itne se umaar mein hi itna kuch dekh liya hai ke bahut kuch seekh gayi hu.

Main: bus....aur koi sawal nahi...mere liye itna hi kaafi hai.

Angel: ho gaya? Arey wahhh.....bahut jaldi ho gaya yeh toh. Kash har client tere jaisa hi ho...ha...ha..

Main camera off kar deta hu. Phir angel ke taraf dekhte huye puchta hu: ek baat puchu?

Angel: kya?

Main: tumhare nazar meun izzat kya hai? Sach sach batao.

Angel mere aakhon mein dekhte huye muskuraake boli: izzat mere nazar mein woh hai jo abhi tumhare aakhon mein mujhe dikh raha hai. Aadmi log to mujhe aajtak bahut miley aur agey bhi milega...par mard shayad aaj pehlibaar mila. Mardaani woh nahi jo mard ke taango ke beech hota hai, mardaani woh hai jo mard ke swavab aur aakhon mein dikhta hai. Jo sach mein ek aurat ko izzat de... woh hota hai mard. Baaki sab kitna bhi mardaani dikhai sab saley namard hi hotey hai....khair...chal to fir main chalu?

Main : ok. Tumse baat karke accha laga.

Angel muskuraake mere paas akar boli: aaj pehlibaar mujhe bhi kisi ke paas akaar samay bitaake accha laga. Accha....Mujhe ek glass paani dogey?

Main: haan zarur......

Main fridge se paani lekar aya aur Angel paani peekey bye bolkey chali gayi. Main usey jaate huye dekhne laga. phir darwaza bandh karke wapas akey sofe pe baitha aur samney ek chis dekhke chowk gaya! Angel jis sofe pe baithi thi wahan ek lifafa rakkha hua tha. Yeh woh lifafa tha jo maine thori der pehle usko diye the. Us lifafe mein hi angel ke paise the jo uski fees thi. Maine woh lifafa utha liya..... haa yeh to wahi hai jo maine usko diya tha. Aur mujhe puraa yaad hai lifafa usne apne purse ke under daal diya tha. Toh yeh yahan kaise? Maine us paani ke glass ke taraf dekha jisse Angel ne thori der pehle paani piya tha.

ISKA MATLAB JAB USNE MUJHSE PAANI MANGA AUR MAIN PAANI LENEY UNDER KITCHEN MEIN GAYA THA TAB ANGEL NE WOH PAISO KA LIFAAFA................

THE END.

Doston kaisi lagi meri yeh kahaani?

Zarur batana comments karkey. 

Good story baban bhai

[Baban]

Good story baban bhai

Thanks Uday bhai ❤

[Dani Daniels]

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Writer- Baban

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Main vivek hoon. Main documentary films banata hu. Ab tak 5 films banaa chuka hu. Award bhi milaa hai mujhe. Lekin meri jo 5th documentary film thi woh mere liye aaj bhi special hai. Aur shayad hamesha rahegaa. Kyunki us film ko banate waqt mujhe ek bahut zaruri seekh mili hai. Jo main bhoolunga nahi. Aur woh hi ghatna main aaj aap lohon se share karne aya hu. Woh din aaj bhi yaad hai mujhe jab main apni film ke liye ek larki dhund raha tha. Agar khulkey bolu to ek call girl. Jee haa.... meri yeh documentary call girls par thi. Unki zindagi ke upar main yeh film banaana chahata tha.

Ab is mamley mein main kuch nahi janta tha. Kabhi koi gandi adaat nahi tha mera. Aaj tak maine koi galat kaam nahi kiya hai. Sirf smoking karta hu aur woh bhi limit mein rehkey. Mujhe insaab call girls ke barein mein kuch pataa hi nahi tha. Par mera ek dost tha Arnaav. Woh thora alaag type ka larka tha. Aap sab samajh hi gaye hongey kaisa. Khair.... is kaam ke liye woh perfect tha. Sirf woh hi mera help kar sakta tha. Maine usse contact kiya. Usey sab khulke bataya. Uske paass bahut se call girls ka contact number tha. Usne mujhe bola...

Arnav: dont worry bro. Main hu naa. Kab chahiye tujhe?

Main: bhai.. sunday ko ek meeting karaade.

Arnaav haste huye: meeting? Ha.. ha.. ha... tu bhi naa... arey jo bhi ayegi woh koi officer ya high post ka boss thori naa hogi... ek call girl hogi. Tu paisa dega woh kaam karegi.. bas.

Aakhir sunday aa hi gaya. Arnaav ne subah hi phone kar diya tha mujhe ke 12 bajey woh ayegi. Angel naam hai uska. Usko Arnav ne mera address diya hai. Maine Arnaav ko mere flat ka address diya tha. Kyunki apne ghar toh mai us ladki ko bula nahi sakta tha. Wahan mere parents rehte hai. Isliye mere apne flat pe use bulaya tha. Main bahut nervous tha. Pehlibaar ek call girl ayegi mere paas. Main hamesha in saab se dur raha hu. Par aaj khud ke kaam ke liye hi is jhamele mein utarna para.

Main yeh sab hi soch raha tha. Tabhi bell baja ting tong. Main deewar pe tangi hui ghari ke taraf dekha. Puraa 12 baje the. Main apne aapko control karke agey barke darwaza khola. Aur kholte hi mere samne ek ladki thi. Ya kehna chahiye ek bahut hi khubsurat larki. Main toh dekhe hi jaa raha tha usey.

Ladki: hello? Vivek?

Main : huhh? Haan.. hann.. please.. please... come in... sorry.

Ladki : its ok.

Main: aiye.... yahan baithiye. Aane mein koi takleef to nahi huyi?

Meri baat sunke larki ne pehle ajeeb nazron se mujhe dekha. Fir muskuraake boli : nahi... thank you.

Main uske samney ke sofe pe baith gaya. Angel yaani woh ladki ghar ko dekhne lagi. Phir boli..

Angel: nice... tumhara hai.

Main : jee. Aap..... aap kuch lengi? Chaai.... yaa cold drinks kuch?

Angel : nahi.... thanks.

Phir hasne lagi achanak.

Main: aap... aap has kyu rahi hai?

Angel: nahi.. kuch nahi.... pehlibaar kisine...... khair choro.... aur tum mujhe yeh Aap aap kyu bol rahe ho?

Main: toh kya bolu?

Angel : tum mujhe tum ya tu karke bhi bol sakte ho. Mujhe to sab sunne ki adaat hai.

Main: ok... main aapko... matlab tumse tum karke baat karunga. Arnaav ne bola hoga ke maine tumhe kyu bulaya hai?

Angel: hummm... bola hai. Lekin paisa kam nahi hoga.

Main: jee.. je... purey hai. Aap dekh lijiye.

Main usey paise de deta hu. Woh paise ginke bag mein le leti hai. Phir bolti hai: aur haan.... camera mein mera chehra nahi aana chahiye.

Main: no.. no.. dont worry.... main editing mein tumhara chehra blur kar dunga.

Angel: kya kar doge?

Main: blur....matlab tumhara chehra toh hoga par clear nahi... aspasth hoga. Koi samajh nahi payega kiska chehra hai.

Angel : ok....puch...sorry...main zyada tum tum nahi kar sakti...isliye tujhe tu karke bol rahi hu.

Main: haa..ok..ok..main camera setup karleta hu.

Camera set up karke main usko poochta hu: ok...ready?

Angel naughty hasi haske: hameshaa..

Mai bhi has deta hu. Phir bolta hu: ok......main kuch sawal karunga. Tum ekdum sach sach jawab dena.

Angel: chupane ke liye hai hi kya mere paas?

Yeh kehke muskuraati hai angel. Par us muskaan mei khusi nahi thi. Kuch aur hi tha.

Main camera on karke sofe pe baithke usse puchta hu: toh... mera pehla sawal... tum kabse ho yahan...matlab is line mein?

Angel: ummmmmm.....5 saal ho gaye. 20ki umar mein shuru kiya tha.

Mera dusra sawaal: kya marzi se tumne yeh dhanda chuna hai? Yaa kisine jabardasti se....majbur kiya hai?

Angel: nahi....waise toh koi nahi hai par..... ek hai jisne mujhe majbur kiya hai.

Main: kaun? Nam batana chahoge?

Angel: halaat......uska naam halaat hai. Yeh halaat jo hota hain na....bahut zalim hota hai. Kisi ko bhi apne isharon mein nachane ki power rakhta hai. Main bhi ekdin iske haaton kathputli baan gayi.

Mera sawal : ab kitna kama leti ho?

Angel: bus....chalta hai.....itna bataa sakti hu ke parivar ka pet khali nahi rehta. Chota bhai parhai kar pa raha hai...maa ka dawai bhi aa jata hai. Baap ka daru ka kharcha bhi aa jata hai.

Main: tum jab se is dhande nein ayi ho kabhi kisine jabardasti kiya hai? Matlab tumhare marzi na hote huye bhi....

Angel: marzi...? Humari marzi ya aitaraaz se kisko kya farak parta ha saab? Sab admi hum jaise aurton ko apna garmi mitaane ke liye bulaate hai. Garmi mit jaye toh goodbye. Haat mein paisa dekey nikal dete hai. Bus.....pehle pehle buraa lagta tha...itni der tak mujhe istemaal kiya phir nikal saali kehke bahar nikal diya. Par ab bura nahi lagta. Ab adaat ho gayi hai.

Main: tumhare nazar mein kya lagta hai tum log jo kar rahi ho yeh proustite business yeh sahi hai ya galaat?

Angel: ab kya bolu? Khudke dhande ko toh gaali nahi de sakti. Bus itna kahunga ke logon ki nazar agar unchi hoti yoh hum bhi kahin izzat ka kaam kar rahe hote.

Main: iska matlab tumhe apne kaam se koi narazgi nahi?

Angel: bilkul nahi....aakhir us dhande ke wajah se main apna parivaar ka pet pal sakti hu. Mere liye yeh bhi us izzat ke kaam ki tarah hai jo tum jaise pare likhe woh kya bolte hai? Haan...educated log karte ho..

Main: tumhare nazar mein izzat kya hai?

Angel haskey: bahut katheen sawaal puch liya tuney. Ab kya batayu izzat kya hai? Is sawal ka jawab main kya koi nahi de payega shayad. Kehne ko toh main bhi lambi lambi bhashan de sakti hu....par woh sab kitaabi bhashan hoga. Mere liye izzat ki koi value nahi.

Main: aisa kyu?

Angel: izzat.....kya hota hai yeh izzat? Bus ek word hi hai. Asal mein iska koi matlaab hi nahi. Kamse kaam mere nazar mein to nahi.

Main: haa...samajh sakta hu ke tum jaise larkio ko hardin yeh sab sehna prta hai isliye......

Angel: ek second ek second.... meri jaisi larki matlab? Arey puraa bolona meri jaise besshya aurat.... khulkey bolona......har din to isse bhi hazar gunaa gali sunti hu...kutiyaa...randi...bahut kuch. Aur woh bhi tum jaise shareef logon ke muh se hi. Abhi tumne bolana izzat...... jante ho hum kisko karte hai asli izzat?

Khudko...hum sab sirf khud ko izzat karte hai...baaki puri duniya bhaar mein jaye par main thik rahu...main zinda rahu...main..main..main...aur sirf main. Uske baad agar koi hai toh parivaar. Hum sab kitne bhi mahaan bane ki acting karley aakhir mein hum sab selfish hai. Hum sab sirf khudke barein mein sochte hai.

Main: nahi....hamesha aisa nahi hota..

Angel: vai maine toh aajtak jitna experience kiya hai usse toh yehi sikha hai. Aur kya bol rahe the tum? Hum jaisi larkiyaa? Kya hai hum jaisi larkia? Bahut neech? Bahut ghatiya? Characterless? Paison ke liye kapre utarne wale? Kuch bhi karne wale? Aur tum log kya ho? Aamir, educated, suitboot pehenne wale acche admi? Tum sab sahi aur hum sab galat? Arey sabse barein ghatiya toh tum log ho....hum log toh phirbhi khullam khulaa mante hai hum apni sharir bechte hai. Besharam hai hum. Lekin tum log... duniyaa ke nazron mein kitne aache, sabke madat karne wale bhaley log...par akeley mein masti ke karne keliye humari zarurat parti hai. Kyun? Tab yaad nahi rehta hum kitney neech hai? Tum toh sirf apna bhukh mitana hai. Isliye koi uch nich nahi hota. Kamse kam izzat ke mamle mein nahi. Yeh sab insan ke nazar mein hota hai. Jaise tu.....aur aadmi se alag hai.

Main: kyu?

Angel: tuney us waqt pucha tha na ke main has kyu rahi thi? Itne saal mein pehlibaar kisike aakhon mein mere liye izzat dekh ke hasi aa gayi. Kya hai na adaat nahi hai na... baaki sab ke liye to hum use and throw hai.

Main: yeh jo tum.. aisi dress pahenti ho....issey tumhe darr nahi lagta... matlab koi agar jabardasti uthaake le jaye aur...

Angel : aur kya? bang? Arey woh toh har roz hota hai hun jaiso ka.... woh chor...par sirf hum hi kyun? is ka shikaar toh bahut sarein acche ghar ke patnio ko bhi hona parta hai. Hardin....ya har raat.

Main: matlab? Kya bol rahi ho..? Kaun karega unke sath yeh.? Woh bhi har roz?

Angel: unke pati. Kyun? Shaadi ho gaya toh woh larki tumhara ghulaam ho gayi? Jab chaha usko bistar pe ke jaake use karo.... just un dono ki shaadi ho gayi hai toh kya yeh us marad ka haq hai ke bina biwi ke raazi ke kuch bhi karo uske saath? Woh bhi toh ek tarah ka bang hi hai. Bus woh sab security officer station mein report nahi hotey. Patnia chup chaap sahen kar keti hai. Aur tum saale mard log bhi kaminey ho bahut.

Main: k...k...kaminey? Kyun?

Angel: duniyaa itni aage bar rahi hai...par aaj bhi tum log aurton ko apni pair ki juti samajhte ho.

Main: nahi...yeh manna mushkil hai....aaj aurton ko bhi utni izzat milti hai jitna mard ko milta hai?

Angel haskar : accha? Sach me? Toh yeh bang aaj bhi kyun hote hai? Kyu larki paida hone pe use marr diya jata hai? Kyun dahej ke naam pe ghar ki bahu ko jalaya jataa hai? Tab kaahan jaati hai yeh izzat? Jab ek aurat ko char char log milkey jabardasti.......khair...choro...yeh izaat vizzat faltu ki baatein hai. Sirf bolne mein maza ataa hai....palan karna utnaa hi mushkil. Hum aurtein pehle bhi tum mardo ke liye sirf bhog ke bastu thei....aaj bhi hai. Na tab tumne humko baraabari ki jagaah di... naa aaj de rahe ho. Yeh mere janam se pehle bhi tha...yeh mere marrne ke baad bhi rahega. Tum log har ek devi ko maa ke tarah pujtey ho....uski puja archana karte ho... par jab koi larki chotey kapre pehenke paas se guzre toh usko gande nazar se ghurte bhi ho. Aurat ki izzat aur haq ki baat bhi karte ho... fir hotel ke kamre mein usi aurat ko bulaake usko kutiyaa saali randi aur na jaane kitne gaali bhi dete ho aur enjoy karye ho. Tum logon ka nazariya har situation ke mutabik change hota hai. Pati ke khusi ke leyi jo patni vrat rakhti hai usi aurat ko marte ho, pit te ho, phir apni garmi uspe utarte ho...... nahi......director saab....kuch nahi badlaa hai.

Main: tum jo bol rahi ho sahi hai. Par har mard toh aisa nahi hota.

Angel: haa...haa bilkul... har mard aisa nahi hota. Aur naahi har aurat sahi hoti hai. Aurat bhi galat hoti hai. Lekin din ke aakhir mein dard aurat ko hi sahen karna parta hai. Chahe woh sharir ka dard ho yaa.... dukh ka dard. Khair......mujh jaise dhandewali ke muh se yeh sab gyaan ki baatein shayad shova nahi deti. Par kya karu...aakhir... hu toh ek aurat hi naa. Itne se umaar mein hi itna kuch dekh liya hai ke bahut kuch seekh gayi hu.

Main: bus....aur koi sawal nahi...mere liye itna hi kaafi hai.

Angel: ho gaya? Arey wahhh.....bahut jaldi ho gaya yeh toh. Kash har client tere jaisa hi ho...ha...ha..

Main camera off kar deta hu. Phir angel ke taraf dekhte huye puchta hu: ek baat puchu?

Angel: kya?

Main: tumhare nazar meun izzat kya hai? Sach sach batao.

Angel mere aakhon mein dekhte huye muskuraake boli: izzat mere nazar mein woh hai jo abhi tumhare aakhon mein mujhe dikh raha hai. Aadmi log to mujhe aajtak bahut miley aur agey bhi milega...par mard shayad aaj pehlibaar mila. Mardaani woh nahi jo mard ke taango ke beech hota hai, mardaani woh hai jo mard ke swavab aur aakhon mein dikhta hai. Jo sach mein ek aurat ko izzat de... woh hota hai mard. Baaki sab kitna bhi mardaani dikhai sab saley namard hi hotey hai....khair...chal to fir main chalu?

Main : ok. Tumse baat karke accha laga.

Angel muskuraake mere paas akar boli: aaj pehlibaar mujhe bhi kisi ke paas akaar samay bitaake accha laga. Accha....Mujhe ek glass paani dogey?

Main: haan zarur......

Main fridge se paani lekar aya aur Angel paani peekey bye bolkey chali gayi. Main usey jaate huye dekhne laga. phir darwaza bandh karke wapas akey sofe pe baitha aur samney ek chis dekhke chowk gaya! Angel jis sofe pe baithi thi wahan ek lifafa rakkha hua tha. Yeh woh lifafa tha jo maine thori der pehle usko diye the. Us lifafe mein hi angel ke paise the jo uski fees thi. Maine woh lifafa utha liya..... haa yeh to wahi hai jo maine usko diya tha. Aur mujhe puraa yaad hai lifafa usne apne purse ke under daal diya tha. Toh yeh yahan kaise? Maine us paani ke glass ke taraf dekha jisse Angel ne thori der pehle paani piya tha.

ISKA MATLAB JAB USNE MUJHSE PAANI MANGA AUR MAIN PAANI LENEY UNDER KITCHEN MEIN GAYA THA TAB ANGEL NE WOH PAISO KA LIFAAFA................

THE END.

Doston kaisi lagi meri yeh kahaani?

Zarur batana comments karkey. 

Good Short Story Baban Bro


But maine bhi Hot Short Story ki series start kari thi but kuch jyada response nahi aaya. I hope apko superb response miley.


Read My New Story -

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[Baban]

Good Short Story Baban Bro


But maine bhi Hot Short Story ki series start kari thi but kuch jyada response nahi aaya. I hope apko superb response miley.


Read My New Story -

https://xossipy.com/thread-37011.html

Arey meri toh lottery lag gayi!!
Shakshaat Dani Daniels ne mujhey reply diya. Aapka bahut baraa fan hoon 

Jokes a part... But main pehele se hi janta hoo ke is tarah ke stories pe mujhey zyada response shayad nahi miley.. But fir bhi likha. Kyunki jo bhi erotic se nikal ke is tarike ke stories expect karte hai kamsekam unko kuch parney ko miley❤

[Baban]

Doaton... Abhitak jinhone yeh story nahi pari hai, par lijiye.
Respect ka matlab kya hai? Wahi dikhane ki koshish ki hai maine❤

[Priya Joshi]

Respect deserve everyone. Hot and fantastic short story.

[Baban]

Respect deserve everyone. Hot and fantastic short story.

Thanks Priya Joshi❤
U are absolutely right. Everyone deserves respect. Pornstar or call girl. Lekin hum nein se kitney log unko respect karte hai? Actually hawas ke agey izzat kahin gayaab hi ho jati hai 

[THANOS RAJA]

Next Shot Story kis topic par start kar rahe ho.......?


I Suggest You...... Some Title & Topic


1. Karma
2. One Earth One Human
3. Black Life Matter
4. Equality (Pussy vs Penis)
5. Body Shaming

[vat69addict]

bahut zabardast dada...kya likho ho...esp definition of a true mard...wakai aapki kalam mei baat hai...apko to novels likhne chahiye Paulo Coelho types...hats off to you

[Baban]

Next Shot Story kis topic par start kar rahe ho.......?


I Suggest You...... Some Title & Topic


1. Karma
2. One Earth One Human
3. Black Life Matter
4. Equality (Pussy vs Penis)
5. Body Shaming

Your ideas are superb.... But Abhi main aisa kuch nahi soch raha hoon. Kabhi kuch aur idea miley toh likhunga❤

[Baban]

bahut zabardast dada...kya likho ho...esp definition of a true mard...wakai aapki kalam mei baat hai...apko to novels likhne chahiye Paulo Coelho types...hats off to you

Thank you very much vat69addict bhai❤
Bus... Kuch alag likhne ki koshish karta hoo

True man kisko kehete hai? Kya woh asli mard hai jo ek aurat ko bistar pe bahut pleasure de sakta hai? Ya woh admi jo ek aurat ko izzat deta hai aur izzat raksha karta hai.... Iska jawab aap aaplog sochiye.

[Saravroman]

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I look forward to reading your short stories soon, Baban bro!

one suggestion: have a single thread for all your short stories instead of multiple threads.
That way it will be like a nice collection of short stories.
you know what is better, just a suggestion!

[Kartik123]

Ise kehte hain dil tk pohachna story ko... sach hi to baat hai sab bolenge... free ki shalah denge... par follow kon karta hai jo bolta hai woh bhi nhi karta... waiting next storeys

[Baban]

Ise kehte hain dil tk pohachna story ko... sach hi to baat hai sab bolenge... free ki shalah denge... par follow kon karta hai jo bolta hai woh bhi nhi karta... waiting next storeys

Thanks kartik❤

FanArtic 111 - fan comment

I look forward to reading your short stories soon, Baban bro!

one suggestion: have a single thread for all your short stories instead of multiple threads.
That way it will be like a nice collection of short stories.
you know what is better, just a suggestion!

Waiting for your feedback bro❤
Yes your suggestion is good but my 1st short story is adultery and 2nd one is Non- erotic. So I don't want to put two stories in one place/thread

[Saravroman]

For sure, Baban Bro! my pleasure!