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Meri maa ne dheere se saans li aur jaldi se rasoi ke neeche wale counter ke peeche jhuk gayi. Rasoi ke shape ki wajah se baithne wale kamre mein baitha koi bhi insaan use nahi dekh sakta tha agar woh kaafi neeche rehti. Usne Gajendra ko lund choosna jaari rakha. 





Gajendra jaldi se seedha khada ho gaya aur shaant dikhne ki koshish ki. Aur usi pal usne meri maa ke muh mein virya nikaal diya. Main sun sakta tha meri maa hichkichate hue uska virya nigal rahi thi. 

Darwaza khula. Baap andar aaye, din bhar ki thakaan ke saath, dheere dheere joota utaarte hue. “Shahida?” unhone awaaz di. Koi jawab nahi. Unhone darwaza band kiya. “Shahida, meri jaan?” unhone phir awaaz di, andar aur aage badhte hue. “Main ghar aa gaya hoon.” 

Maa ne ek haath se apna muh dhak liya jabki woh abhi bhi Gajendra ke pairon ke paas jhuki hui thi. Usne apne haath ke peeche se Gajendra ke virya ko apne muh se saaf karna shuru kiya. Gajendra ne gale ki safai li. “Bhai, tum wapas aa gaye,” usne kaha, casual dikhne ki koshish karte hue. 





Baap ne mud kar use dekha. “Ah, Gajendra,” baap ne muskurate hue kaha. “Tum abhi bhi yahan ho?” “Haan, haan,” Gajendra ne jawab diya. “Hum bas… baat kar rahe the.” 

Baap ne rasoi ki taraf dekha. “Shahida kahan hai?” Maa ki aankhein darr se chaudi ho gayi. Counter ke neeche se, usne dheere se, lagbhag bina awaaz ke, apna muh saaf karte hue jo Gajendra ke virya se bhara hua tha, kaha, “Kaho ki main busy hoon.” Gajendra ne khansi ki. “Woh… rasoi mein busy hai,” usne kaha. 






Baap ne dheere se hasi. “Hamesha busy, woh aurat. Shahida! Meri rani, main bhookha hoon.” Maa ne jaldi se apne chhupne ki jagah se jawab diya, apni awaaz ko normal banane ki koshish karte hue. “Haan, meri jaan, maine suna. Main bas kuch sambhal rahi hoon.” 

Baap ne thoda frown kiya. “Tumhari awaaz itni dheemi kyun lag rahi hai?” Maa ne Gajendra ki taraf panic mein dekha. 

“Maine kuch gira diya,” usne jaldi se kaha. “Main use utha rahi hoon.” 

Baap baithne wale kamre ke entrance ki taraf badhe. Maa aur neeche jhuk gayi. Usne Gajendra ki belt bandhna jaari rakha, jo usne lagbhag 15 minute tak lund choosne ke baad diya tha. 





Gajendra ne thoda sa apna sharir hataya, view block karte hue. Baap ruk gaye aur unki taraf dekha. “Tum logon ne chai banayi ya nahi?” Baap ne poocha. Gajendra ne zor se muskurahat banayi. “Mujhe lagta hai woh kuch taiyaar kar rahi thi.” Baap ne thak kar sar hilaya. “Theek hai, theek hai. Pehle mujhe baithne do.” 

Unhone apne aap ko sofa par gira diya. Hamare baithne wale kamre ki ajib baat yeh thi ki sofa thoda rasoi se door muh kiye hue tha. Agar baap theek se baith kar television dekhe, toh woh screen dekh sakta tha lekin rasoi ke neeche wale chhupe hisse ko nahi. Usne remote uthaya aur television on kar diya. 




Kamra news anchors ki tez awaazon se bhar gaya. Maa ne dheere se saans chhodi. Gajendra ne uski taraf neeche dekha. 

“Samajh gayi?” usne dheere se kaha. “Shaant ho jao.” Lekin maa, abhi bhi ghutno ke bal, dheere se uske haath phir se pakad li. “Mujhe aise mat chhodo,” usne dheere se kaha. “Main darr rahi hoon.” Gajendra ne thoda jhuk kar kaha, “Toh normal behave karo.” 

Baap ne sofa se awaaz di, “Shahida, jaaneman, itni der tak wahan kya kar rahi ho?” Maa ka chehra tight ho gaya. Usne jaldi jawab diya, “Maine kaha tha na, mere pyaar, maine kuch gira diya.” “Kya gira diya?” Baap ne poocha, aankhein abhi bhi television par. 

Maa ne aaspaas desperately dekha jabki woh apni laal shirt pehen rahi thi. “Ek chamach,” usne kaha. Baap ruk gaye. “Ek chamach uthane mein paanch minute lagte hain?” Gajendra almost hasne wala tha lekin rok liya. Maa ne usko tez warning wali nazar di. Phir usne baap ko apni sabse meethi awaaz mein jawab diya. 

“Mere pyaar, woh cabinet ke neeche chala gaya.” Baap ne sar hilaya aur muskuraya. “Yeh aurat. Hamesha cheezein kho deti hai.” Woh peeche jhuk kar television dekhna jaari rakhne lage. 

Kuch pal ke liye, ghar sirf television ki awaaz se bhara hua tha. Baap aaram se lage, apne peeche ki tension se bilkul anjaan. Gajendra ne dheere se kaha, “Yeh bahut risky hota ja raha hai.” 

Maa ne wapas kaha, “Toh mujhe khada hone mein madad karo.” Usne thoda neeche haath badhaya aur uski madad ki, lekin woh abhi bhi thodi jhuki hui thi, dhyan se taaki baap na dekh sake. 

Baap ne achanak apna sir thoda mudaya. “Shahida?” Maa aadhe raaste mein ruk gayi. “Haan, jaan?” “Kya tum ghutno ke bal ho?” Maa ka muh khula, lekin koi shabd nahi nikla. Gajendra uski taraf dekha, chupke se usko bolne ke liye uksaate hue. Maa ne ghabrahat se hasi. 

“Ghutno ke bal? Nahi, nahi, mere pyaar. Main bas neeche wala cabinet saaf kar rahi hoon.” Baap confused lage. “Saaf karna? Is waqt?” Maa ne jaldi kaha, “Maine kuch dhool dekha. Tum jaante ho mujhe ganda rasoi pasand nahi.” Baap ne proud muskurahat di. “Yeh sach hai. Meri Shahida bahut saaf hai.” 

Maa ne aankhein band kar li rahat mein. Gajendra ne paas jhuk kar kaha, “Woh har baat maan leta hai. Kitna bewakoof pati hai tumhara.” Maa ne wapas kaha, “Aisa mat kaho. Woh mujhpar bharosa karta hai.” “Bahut zyada,” Gajendra ne dheere se kaha. Baap ne television ki awaaz badha di. 





Ek dramatic soap opera chal raha tha ab, chillaane aur dhokhe se bhara. Yeh lagbhag mazedaar tha, kyunki asli drama uske apne ghar mein ho raha tha. Maa aur Gajendra ne jaldi se ek nazar badli. Dono jaante the ki woh rasoi mein hamesha ke liye nahi reh sakte. 

Maa ne dheere se kaha, “Hamein bedroom mein jaana hoga.” Gajendra ne kaha, “Kaise?” Maa ne baap ki taraf dekha. Woh peeche jhuke hue, television par dhyan diye hue the. “Jab music tez ho jaaye,” usne kaha 

 

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Mere baap sofa par bhari bharkam baith gaya, ek haath remote ki taraf badha aur doosra haath apni kameez ke collar ko dheela kar raha tha. Baithne wala kamra shaant tha sirf TV ke buttonon ki halki click ki awaaz aa rahi thi jab woh apna channel dhoondh raha tha. 


Rasoi ghar uske peeche tha, thoda door, dono kamron ke beech ke raste aur zameen ke hisse se alag. Main wahan khada tha, mehsoos kar raha tha jaise mera pet andar ki taraf simat gaya ho. 

Kyunki mujhe woh baat pata thi jo usko nahi pata thi. Maa kuch hi pal pehle rasoi ghar mein Gajendra ke saath thi. Woh dono apne aap mein itna khoye hue the ki poora ghar bhool gaye the. Aur jab baap andar aaya, Shahida ko pukarte hue, Maa ghabra kar rasoi ke counter ke peeche jhuk gayi thi, bachchi ki tarah chhup rahi thi jaise chori pakdi gayi ho. 

Baap ko yeh baat nahi pata thi. Woh jaanta tha ki Gajendra ghar mein hai. Woh jaanta tha ki woh rasoi ghar mein hai. Lekin usko yeh nahi pata tha ki Maa achanak kyun gayab ho gayi, ya woh itni ajib kyun behave kar rahi thi. 

Shahida? Baap ne phir se pukara, uski aankhein abhi bhi TV par thi. Tum aajkal itni ajib kyun behave kar rahi ho? Rasoi ke counter ke peeche se maine sabse halki si phusphusaahat suni. Hat jao, Maa ne dheere se kaha. Gajendra ne dheeme se jawab diya, Kya usne mujhe dekh liya? 

Woh jaanta hai ki tum yahan ho, Maa ne dheeme se kaha. Woh nahi. Phir main kya karun? Gajendra ne poocha. Maa ki awaaz aur bhi dheemi ho gayi. Jaao baithne wale kamre mein uske paas baitho. Normal behave karo. Agar tum yahan rukoge toh usko shak ho jaayega. 

Mera gala ruk sa gaya. Jis tarah usne normal behave karo kaha tha usse poori baat aur bhi kharab lag rahi thi. Jaise yeh sab sirf ek khel tha. Jaise baap hi woh ek tha jiske paas koi niyam nahi tha. Kuch pal baad Gajendra rasoi ghar se bahar nikla, uske chehre par zabardasti shaant dikhne wali muskurahat thi. 

Usne apni kameez thodi si theek ki, gala saaf kiya, aur baithne wale kamre mein aaya jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Baap ne kandhe ke upar se dekha. Arre Gajendra. Tum abhi bhi yahan ho? Haan Hussein, Gajendra ne muskurate hue kaha. Main bas rasoi ghar mein tha. 

Baap ne sar hilaya aur sofa ke paas wali jagah par ishaara kiya. Aao baitho. Mere saath dekho. Gajendra baap ke paas baith gaya, na zyada kareeb na zyada door. Woh aaram se dikhta tha, lekin maine notice kiya ki uski ungliyan ek baar uske ghutne par thapki maar rahi thi phir usne khud ko rok liya. Baap ne TV ki awaaz thodi kam ki aur rasoi ghar ki taraf ghoor kar frown kiya. 

Mujhe kuch batao. Shahida aajkal itni ajib kyun behave karti hai? Gajendra ne chhoti si hanssi di, lekin woh bahut jaldi nikal gayi. Ajib? Kaise? Baap sofa par peeche let gaya. Mujhe nahi pata. Kabhi kabhi main kamre mein aata hoon toh woh uchal padti hai. Kabhi kabhi woh aisi baat karti hai jaise usko yaad hi nahi ki woh kya keh rahi thi. Abhi bhi. Main andar aaya aur woh gayab ho gayi. 

Gajendra ne phir se hanss di, is baar zyada sughad tarike se. Shayad woh thaki hui hai. Tum jaante ho woh kaisi hai. Baap hanssa. Thaki hui? Shahida? Usmein poore ghar ko daantne ki taakat hai. Dono hansse. Aur yeh mujhe beemar kar gaya. 

Hanssi mazedaar hone ki wajah se nahi, balki isliye ki baap sach mein hans raha tha. Usko nahi pata tha ki woh usi aadmi ke paas baitha hai jiska lund Maa ne kuch hi der pehle rasoi ghar mein choosa tha. Usko nahi pata tha ki us kamre mein har muskurahat ke peeche kuch chhupa hua tha. Phir Maa bahar aayi. 

Woh chai ki tray liye hue thi. Uska chehra ab shaant dikhta tha, lekin main uski aankhon mein abhi bhi kuch ghabrahat dekh sakta tha. Woh savdhani se chal rahi thi, jaise har kadam pehle se socha hua ho. Chai, usne dheere se kaha. 

Baap ne uski taraf dekha. Aakhirkaar. Wahan andar tum kya kar rahi thi? Chai bana rahi thi, Maa ne kaha. Baap ne ek eyebrow upar kiya. Sirf chai banane mein itna time? Gajendra ne apne cup ki taraf dekha, muskurahat chhupate hue. 

Maa ne uski taraf ek jaldi ki nazar daali. Sirf ek second ki thi, lekin maine dekh liya. Unke beech woh chhoti si aankhon ki baat. Woh chhupa hua chamak. Ek nazar jo keh rahi thi ki dono ko woh baat pata thi jo baap ko nahi pata thi. 

Baad mein maa unke paas baith gayi lekin baap beech mein baitha tha aur woh baat karne lage. 




Baad mein maa thoda sa baap ki taraf mud gayi, uske hont us muskurahat se jhuk gaye jo woh pehle sirf uske liye hi karti thi. Woh jhuk kar baap ko chum liya — dheere, narmi se, woh kism ka chumban jo kai saalon ki shaadi, saath bitaye subah aur shaant raaton ki baat karta tha. 





Uska haath halke se uske ghutne par tha. Baap ne ek second ke liye aankhein band kar li, saaf taur par uska mazaa lete hue, uske muh se halki si santusht awaaz nikal gayi. 

Mera pet ghum gaya. 

Mere dimag mein sirf yeh aa raha tha ki wohi hont kuch der pehle Gajendra ke mote lund ke aaspaas lapete hue the. Maine apni aankhon se dekha tha — jis tarah usne usko gehra andar liya tha, geeli awaazein, jis tarah uska gala kaam kar raha tha jab woh usko nigal rahi thi ya usne uske chehre par chhod diya tha. 

Aur ab wohi hont baap ke muh se lage hue the, narme aur pyaar bhare, jaise kuch badla hi nahi ho. Yeh ganda mehsoos ho raha tha. Aisa ganda ki meri chamdi sihlati thi aur mera lund bhi hil raha tha saath hi saath. 

Yeh sochna ki baap ko shayad abhi bhi uske muh mein Gajendra ke lund ka kuch nishaan mehsoos ho raha ho — thook, halki si khushboo, shayad virya ka halka sa asar agar usne daant saaf na kiye hon — mujhe beemar kar raha tha. 

Phir bhi main nazar nahi hata pa raha tha. Mera dimag baar baar woh tasveer dohra raha tha: Maa ghutno ke bal, aankhein aadhi band maze mein, jabki baap agle kamre mein kuch nahi jaanta baitha tha. Ab usko chumna dhokhe par dhokha jaisa lag raha tha, aur uski gandagi mere seene mein jal rahi thi haalaanki neeche sharir mein garmi bhar rahi thi. 

Mujhe baap ke liye dukh ho raha tha — sach mein. Woh bahut shaant aur vishwas bhara dikhta tha, uska haath upar aakar Maa ke gaal ko narmi se chhoo raha tha jab woh chum rahe the. Usko kuch pata nahi tha. Lekin yeh dukh zyada der nahi tik paaya. 

Jo main jaanta tha uski rochakta, jo maine dekha tha uski rochakta, zyada mazboot thi. Mujhe rokne ki parwah nahi thi. Main pehle hi bahut aage nikal chuka tha, us raaz ka nasha chadha hua tha, har naye apmaan ka jo baap ko pata bhi nahi tha usse mera sharir react kar raha tha. 

Agar main Maa ke vicharon ko padh sakta toh woh toofan hote. Jab uske hont baap ke honton se mile, ek tez sharm ka jhatka usmein ghoom gaya. Main kaisi biwi hoon? Hussein mujhpar poora vishwas karta hai, aur yahan main kuch ghante pehle doosre aadmi ko apna muh aur sharir use karne de rahi thi. 

Main gandi hoon. Paapi hoon. Bhagwan mujhe maaf karna. Yeh sharm asli thi, bhari hui, uska seena tight kar rahi thi. Lekin uske neeche, ek andhere dhaare ki tarah, kuch garam chal raha tha. Usse pasand tha. 

Yeh chhupa hua khel usko uttejit kar raha tha. Yeh jaanna ki do mardon dwara uski ichchha ki ja rahi thi — ek jo usko kai dashakon se jaanta tha aur ek jo usko aise mehsoos karwata tha jo usne pehle kabhi nahi mehsoos kiya — uski taangon ke beech ek chhupi si siharan bhej raha tha. 

Baap ko chumte hue jab Gajendra ka swaad uske dimag mein abhi bhi kahin tha usse usko shaktishali aur bigdi hui mehsoos ho raha tha. Woh khud ko dosh de rahi thi haalaanki uska sharir garam ho raha tha, uske stan kapde ke andar sakht ho rahe the. Woh ek buri biwi thi, haan. Lekin us pal woh achhi nahi banna chahti thi. 

Gajendra us chumban ko chhoti si, samajh na aane wali muskurahat ke saath dekh raha tha. Andar uske vichar thande aur tez the. Dekho isko. Woh uske diye tukdon ke liye itna shukraguzar. Usko bilkul pata nahi ki wohi hont kuch der pehle mere lund ke aaspaas fail gaye the, ki woh mere naam ki siskiyaan le rahi thi jab uska jhad gaya tha. 

Woh yahan chai peete hue achhe host ki tarah baitha hai jabki main uski cheez le chuka hoon. Woh ab meri hai jab woh chahegi. Woh kamzor hai. Andha hai. Aur woh mujhe jo chahe karne deti hai kyunki usko zaroorat hai. Ushe baap se nafrat karne ki zaroorat nahi thi. Woh nafrat uski aankhon mein thi jo Maa ke honton par aur uske gale ki halki laali par atak rahi thi, jaanta hua ki uski wajah woh khud tha. 

Mujhe baap ke liye phir se dukh hua, lekin woh jaldi hi kuch aur mein badal gaya — uttejna, intezaar. Mujhe rokne ki parwah nahi thi. Main dekhna chahta tha aage kya hota hai. 

Chumban ke baad baatein natural taur par chalti rahi, jaise chai aur biscuit ne sabko baat karne ka bahana de diya ho. 

Gajendra ne apna cup halke se mez par rakha aur thoda sa aage jhuk gaya, uski awaaz garam aur izzat bhari. Hussein bhai, chai bahut achhi hai, jaise hamesha. Shahida ko ismein sach mein naseeb hai. Mujhe nahi pata woh ise har baar itna swadisht kaise banati hai. 

Usne Maa ki taraf muskuraya, phir baap ki taraf mud gaya. Asal mein bhai, main aapse kuch poochna chahta tha. Aaj raat mujhe kuch zaroori client ka kaam hai — files aur bills jo kal subah ke bade meeting ke liye theek se sort karne hain. Mera regular hisaab wala chhutti par hai, aur kaagaz gandhe hue hain. Shahida ke haath bahut saaf hain aur nazar achhi hai. Main soch raha tha ki kya woh mere ghar do ghante ke liye aa sakti hai taaki sab kuch theek se arrange kar de. Main kaam khatam hote hi usko ghar safe chhod aunga. Zyada se zyada do teen ghante lagenge. 

Baap palak jhapkaaya, saaf taur par hairaan. Usne apna cup neeche rakha aur haathon ko ghutnon par pochha, halka sa frown banate hue. Aaj raat, Gajendra bhai? Yeh… achanak hai. Shahida ka din pehle se hi ghar aur sab kuch karte hue lamba ho gaya hai. Kya yeh itna zaroori hai ki kal tak nahi ruk sakta? 

Gajendra ne sar hilaya, uska chehra sachcha. Main chahta toh ruk jaata bhai. Lekin client subah pehle pahunch raha hai, aur sab kuch perfect hona chahiye. Main aapko pareshaan nahi karta agar zaroori na hota. Shahida pehle bhi chhoti chhoti cheezon mein meri madad kar chuki hai, aur main uspar apne kaagazon ka poora bharosa karta hoon. Woh savadhaan hai, aap jaante ho. Usne Maa ki taraf chhoti si himmat bhari muskurahat daali. Bilkul, agar uske liye theek ho toh. Agar woh bahut thaki hui hai toh main akela sambhaal lunga. 

Maa baap ki taraf mud gayi, uski awaaz narmi se bhari lekin mazboot, ek madadgaar biwi ki tasveer. Hussein, theek hai. Main jaa sakti hoon. Gajendra bhai ne humare liye itna kuch kiya hai saalon mein — yaad hai jab unhone dukaan ka kiraya aur naye maal ke liye udhaar mein madad ki thi? Yeh chhoti si madad wapas karna mera farz hai. Bas kaagaz sort karne hain, kuch mushkil nahi. Main wapas aa jaungi pehle aapko yaad bhi nahi aayega ki main gayi thi. 

Usne apna haath halke se baap ki baah par rakha, dheere se dabaate hue. Ek aur baat: uski ungliyan halke se kaanp rahi thi, lekin baap ne notice nahi kiya. Woh pehle se hi soch rahi thi ki Gajendra usko asal mein kyun bula raha tha — chhuppan, bistar, aur darwaza band hote hi woh usko kaise chhooyega. 

Yeh vichar uske table ke neeche taangon ko ek doosre se dabane par majboor kar raha tha, haalaanki uska chehra shaant aur farz nibhaane wala tha 

Mere baap ne un dono ke beech dekha, abhi bhi hichkichate hue. Lekin abhi shaam ho chuki hai. Aur tum jaanti ho ki main kitna pareshan ho jaata hoon jab tum raat ko bahar hoti ho, chahe kisi bharose wale ke saath hi kyun na ho. Raste raat mein hamesha surakshit nahi hote, aur agar sirf tum dono hi ho toh… Woh ruk gaya, saaf taur par asahaj mehsoos kar raha tha lekin Gajendra ko bura na bolne ki koshish kar raha tha. 

Maa uske kareeb jhuk gayi, uski awaaz mein woh manane wali dhvani aa gayi jo woh tab karti thi jab usko koi cheez sach mein chahiye hoti thi. Itna pareshan mat ho Hussein. Gajendra bhai ka ghar achhe ilake mein hai, aur woh mujhe parivaar ki tarah sambhaal lega. Tum jaante ho woh kitna izzat karne wala hai. Aur kaam uske dhandhe ke liye zaroori hai. Agar main thoda sa bhi madad kar sakti hoon toh kyun nahi? Tum ghar par raho aur aaram karo. Tum dukaan par itna mehnat kar rahe ho aajkal. Mujhe yeh chhoti si cheez karne do. 

Usne uski taraf muskurahat di, phir Gajendra ki taraf. Main theek rahungi. Main vaada karti hoon. 

Yeh aage peeche ki baat aur kuch minutes tak chalti rahi. Baap ne kaam ki asli prakriti ke baare mein poocha — kya aur log aa rahe hain? Kya ilaka achhe se roshan hai? Kya tumhare mobile mein charge kaafi hai? Kya tum mujhe call karogi jab ghar lautne ke liye taiyaar hogi? 

Maa ne dhundhle lekin bharose bhare jawab diye: Sirf kuch client ke file aur rasid hain jo theek se file karne ki zaroorat hai. Koi aur nahi hoga, yeh shaant kaam hai. Haan, main mobile on rakhoongi. Jaise hi hum khatam karenge main tumhe call karungi, pareshan mat ho. Gajendra ne shaant bharose bhare shabd add kiye, vaada kiya ki woh usko apni behen ki tarah treat karega aur jaise hi kaam khatam hoga usko ghar chhod aayega. 

Baap ne aakhir mein saans chhodi, apni gardan ke peeche haath pherte hue. Woh Gajendra ko bahut izzat karta tha — lagbhag had se zyada. Us aadmi ne unke parivaar ki paise ki madad kai baar ki thi, dukaan ke baare mein salah di thi, aur jab cheezein tight thi tab bina byaaj ke paise bhi udhaar diye the. 

Baap usko ek upkaar samajhta tha, koi sadharan niyamon se upar wala insaan. Inkaar karna lagbhag beizzati jaisa lagta tha. Theek hai, usne aakhir mein kaha, uski awaaz thodi anichchha bhari lekin maan li thi. Agar yeh itna zaroori hai, aur agar Shahida taiyaar hai… jaao. Lekin jaldi wapas aa jaana. 

Maa muskurayi, rahat aur chhupi hui uttejna uski aankhon mein chamak rahi thi. Shukriya Hussein. Main jaldi wapas aa jaungi. 

Main hallway se dekh raha tha, mera dimag tez chal raha tha. Baap, tum bewakoof, bharose wale murkh. Tum uski itni izzat karte ho ki apni biwi ko uske haath mein raat bhar ke liye de rahe ho. Tumhe pata hi nahi ki yeh madad asal mein kya matlab rakhti hai. Tumne usko pehle hi kho diya hai, aur tumhe iska pata bhi nahi. 

Us raat baad mein, sone ka kamra sirf dressing table par lage chhote lamp se roshan tha. Maa sheeshe ke saamne khadi thi, apne kaanon mein chhote sone ke jhumke dheere se laga rahi thi jo uske sar hilane par latakte the. 

Usne ek bahut tight hari resham ki dress pehen li thi jo uske har ubhaar par chipak rahi thi — uski bhari kamar, stanon ka ubhaar, uski gaand ki golai. 

Kapda roshni mein halka sa chamak raha tha, aur uske upar usne ek saaf hari hijaab odh rakhi thi jo uske baal poore chhupaye hue tha, yeh virodhabhas usko ek taraf namra aur doosri taraf khatarnak rochak bana raha tha. 

Usne lipstick dheere se lagaya, gehra laal rang jo uske honton ko aur bhare hue aur aakarshanak bana raha tha. Baap uske paas khada tha, sheeshe mein uski pratikriti dekhta hua, uska chehra garv aur baaki chinta ka mishran tha. 

Shahida, usne dheere se kaha, aaj raat yeh madad… asal mein kya hai phir se? Sirf kagaz? Kya tum uske saath poora time akeli rahogi? Kya ghar surakshit hai? Kya tumhare paas paise kaafi hain agar rickshaw se wapas aane ki zaroorat padi? Kya main apna mobile kareeb rakhoon agar tum call karo? 




Maa thoda sa mud kar ek jhumka theek karti hui, uski awaaz shaant aur thodi door ki thi. Sirf kuch zaroori client ke dastavej aur rasidon ko theek se organize karna hai Hussein. Ushe kal ke liye unko sahi tarike se taiyaar karna hai. Haan, sirf hum dono hi honge, lekin yeh theek hai. Gajendra bhai ka ghar bahut surakshit hai, aur ilaka achha hai. Itna pareshan mat ho. Jaise hi hum khatam karenge main tumhe call karungi. 

Usne asli kaaran ka zikr nahi kiya — jis tarah Gajendra ne usko pehle dekha tha, uski aankhon mein vaada, jis tarah uska sharir pehle se hi uttejna se goonj raha tha. 

Ek aur baat: usne jaan boojh kar apni sabse tight dress chuni thi jo abhi bhi hijaab ke saath pehenne layak thi, yeh jaante hue ki woh chalte waqt kaisi dikhegi, baad mein jab Gajendra ke haath uspar chalenge tab kaisa mehsoos hoga. 

Baap suraksha ke sawal poochhta raha — raat ke raste ke baare mein, kya usne kaafi khaana khaaya hai, kya woh chahegi ki woh usko gate tak chhod aaye jab Gajendra aaye. Inmein se kuch bhi shak se nahi tha. 

Woh sirf usse pyaar karta tha aur chinta karta tha. Lekin sach yeh tha ki usne usko har us maayne mein pehle hi Gajendra ko de diya tha jismein matlab tha. Woh ab poori tarah uski nahi rahi thi. Woh kuch aur ban chuki thi — ek aurat jo aasani se jhooth bolti thi, jo doosre aadmi ke liye saj dhaj kar jaati thi, jo tab zyada zinda mehsoos karti thi jab uska upayog kiya jaata tha usse zyada jab uski suraksha ki jaati thi. 

Woh sabse shaant aur poori tarah se randi ban chuki thi, aur baap abhi bhi sirf apni wafadaar biwi ko hi dekh raha tha. 

Bah ar, raat ko ek tez gaadi ka horn ki awaaz goonji. Maa ki aankhein turant chamak uthi. Woh tez ho gayi, lagbhag shokh tarike se — jaldi se lipstick ek baar aur check karti hui, apni tight hari dress ko kamar par smooth karti hui thodi zyada hilti hui, uski harkatein achanak utsaah bhari aur bechain ho gayi. 

Usne apni chhoti purse uthayi, hari hijaab ko ek chamak ke saath theek kiya, aur baap ki taraf chamakti hui, lagbhag bechain muskurahat ke saath mud gayi. Woh aa gaya. Ab mujhe jaana hoga. Raat bhar intezaar mat karna, theek hai? Main jaldi wapas aa jaungi. Usne usko jaldi se gaal par chum liya, darwaze se aadha bahar nikal chuki thi, uski sharirik bhasha chillati hui thi ki uska dimag pehle hi kahin aur tha. 

Usne gate ki taraf jaate hue mujhe mobile par call kiya. Zaid beta, tum kahan ho? Main thodi der ke liye Gajendra bhai ke kuch kaam mein madad karne ja rahi hoon. Theek se rehna aur bahar zyada der mat raho, theek hai? 

Maine aasani se jhooth bola, meri awaaz shaant thi haalaanki mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. Theek hai Ammi, main apne dost ke ghar par hoon. Hum khel khel rahe hain. Mere baare mein pareshan mat hona. 





Maine apni scooter taiyaar rakhi thi, gate ke paas chhupakar. Unke peeche jaane ka, aage kya hota hai dekhne ka utsah bahut zyada tha. Sachchai is nashe ke saamne kuch nahi thi. 

Maa Gajendra ki gaadi mein baith gayi — ek chamakdar, kaali sedan jo humare paas kisi bhi cheez se mehngi dikhti thi. Darwaza band hua, engine ki awaaz aayi, aur woh raat mein chal diye. 

Maine tees second intezaar kiya, phir apni scooter start ki aur unke peeche careful doori banaye hue chala, hawa mere chehre par tez pad rahi thi, mere haath handle par mazboot the. 

Raste aadhe khali the, sadak ke lamp lambi parchhaiyan daal rahe the. Main utna door raha ki woh mujhe na dekh sakein, mera dil dar aur uttejna ke mishran se dhadak raha tha. 

Woh ek shaant ilake mein ek bade ghar ke saamne ruke — do manjila, lakdi ke bagiche aur lakdi ke gate ke saath. Gajendra bahar nikla, gate khola, aur Maa uske peeche andar chali gayi. Darwaza unke peeche band ho gaya. Maine apni scooter thoda door sadak par, ek khade rickshaw ke peeche park ki, aur intezaar karne laga. 

Time dheere beet raha tha. Jhilli chir chir kar rahi thi. Kahin door ek kutta bhonk raha tha. Main sadak ke us paar chhoti divar par baitha tha, upar manjile ke roshan khidkiyon ko dekhta hua, mere seene mein bhari udaasi baithti ja rahi thi. 

Baap abhi ghar par akela hoga, shayad usi sofa par baitha hoga, shayad TV dekh raha hoga ya kuch bhi nahi dekhta hua sirf soch raha hoga, yeh vishwas karte hue ki uski biwi parivaar ke dost ki fileon mein madad kar rahi hai. 

Ushe bilkul pata nahi tha ki woh doosre aadmi ke sone ke kamre mein, us tight hari dress mein, aisi cheezein karne wali thi jo usko tod dengi agar kabhi usko pata chal gaya. 

Us pal mujhe uske liye sach mein bura laga — akelapan, andhapan, jis tarah woh usse itna poora pyaar karta tha jabki woh khud ko kisi aur ko de rahi thi. Lekin udaasi bhi mujhe rok nahi paayi. Mujhe dekhna tha. 

Lagbhag bees minute baad, main dheere se ghar ki taraf chala, chhaon mein chhupte hue. Gate khula tha. Main chhote bagiche mein andar ghus gaya aur ghar ke us taraf chala jahaan ek khidki garam roshni se chamak rahi thi. 

Maine phoolon ke jhaad ke peeche ek jagah dhoond li, dil tez dhadak raha tha, aur dheere se aadhe khule khidki se jhaanka. 

Jo maine dekha usse meri saans atak gayi. 

Woh sone ke kamre mein the — bada kamra, bade bistar par kaale chadar, lakdi ka almari, aur chhoti mez par lamp. Maa bistar ke kinare par baithi thi, abhi bhi tight hari resham ki dress aur hari hijaab mein, nervous aur uttejit dono lag rahi thi. Woh kamre mein khade the, dono ek doosre ko gale lagaye hue aur chum rahe the. 




Phir Gajendra uske saath bistar par baith gaya, aaraam se, ek packet cigarette aur lighter pakde hue. Usne pehle khud ke liye ek sulgaayi, uska chhehra orange chamak raha tha, dhuaan dheere dheere upar ki taraf ghum raha tha. Phir usne packet uski taraf badhaya. 

Ek try karo, usne dheere se kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur manane wali thi. Yeh tumhe aaraam karne mein madad karegi. Tum poori shaam se tensi thi. Ek cigarette se kuch nahi hoga. Mere liye karo. 

Maa ne hichkichate hue, apni ungliyan god mein ghumati hui. Main nahi peeti. Tum jaante ho. Maine kabhi nahi… 

Usne muskurate hue, narmi se lekin zid karke cigarette uske honton ke beech rakh di. Bas ek kash. Main tumhe sikhaunga. Dheere se andar le… haan waisa hi. Achhi ladki. 

Maa ne chhoti, azmaishi kash li. Woh turant khansi, uski aankhein bhar aayi, lekin woh peeche nahi hati. Gajendra dheere se hans pada, uska haath uske kandhe par tha, usko sambhaalte hue. 



Aaraam se… jaldi mat karo. Thoda andar rok kar rakho, phir bahar nikalo. Phir se. Usne jab pehli cigarette jaldi khatam ho gayi toh uske liye doosri sulgaayi, usko dikhate hue ki ungliyon ke beech kaise pakadna hai, honton tak kaise laana hai. 

Dhuaan kamre mein tez, anjaan khushboo se bhar gaya. Maa ne phir try kiya, is baar kam khansi, uske gaal laal ho gaye. Usne uski taraf upar dekha ek ajib sharm aur garv ke mishran ke saath — jaise uske liye yeh karna us nayi khud ko banne ka ek aur kadam tha. 

Main dekh raha tha, andar tak hairaan. Sirf sex hi nahi. Ab woh usko cigarette peena sikha raha tha — usko ek naye, gahre tareeke se bigaad raha tha. Uski honton par filter, laal lipstick hari cigarette par lage hue, har kash ke baad uski taraf manzoori ke liye dekhti hui, unke beech dhuaan ek raaz ki tarah fail raha tha… yeh mujhe usse zyada laga jo maine socha tha. 

Woh badal rahi thi, mere saamne. Uske tareeke se uski ho rahi thi jo bistar se bahar bhi the. Aur baap ghar par akela baitha intezaar kar raha tha, us biwi ka jiske liye doosre aadmi ne kaha tha isliye cigarette peena seekh rahi thi. 




Main wahan bahut der tak raha, dhue ko ghumte hue dekhta hua, unki dheemi awaazon aur halki hansi ko sunta hua, mera dimag us din dekhi aur mehsoos ki saari baaton se ghum raha tha. Gandi baatein, dosh, uttejna, udaasi — sab ek saath ghum rahe the jab tak main unhe alag nahi kar paaya. 

Phir usne aisi cheez ki jo mujhe bahut shocking lagi. Main aap logon ko agle hisse mein bataunga!! 

 

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Gajendra ke ghar ke bistar ke kamre mein sirf ek bistar ke paas wali lamp ki dheemi roshni thi, uski garam peeli chamak bade bistar par uski kaali resham ki chadar par gir rahi thi aur lambi chhayaayein lakdi ki almari aur chhote table par pad rahi thi jahaan ek raakh ka dabba pehle se hi rakha hua tha. 


Hawa mein sigret ke dhuaan ki tez, kadwi khushboo failne lagi thi, jo Maa ki halki khushboo aur pehle ki chudai ki baaki khushboo ke saath mil rahi thi. Main khidki ke thode se khule hisse ke bahar jhuk kar chhupa hua tha, ek phool wali jhaadi ke peeche, mera dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki mujhe gale mein mehsoos ho raha tha. 

Meri aankhein andar ke nazare par tikki hui thi, main nazar nahi hata pa raha tha haalaanki har naya detail mere seene mein gehraai tak kuch tod raha tha. 

Maa bistar ke kinare par baithi thi, abhi bhi wohi tight hara resham ka libaas pehne hue jo uske badan par bilkul chipak gaya tha jaise doosri khaal, uska hara hijaab bilkul sahi jagah par tha, uske baal chhupe hue the lekin uske honton par laal lipstick aur bhi chamak rahi thi. 

Gajendra uske bagal mein baitha tha, aaraam se aur bharose ke saath, apni ungliyon mein ek jali hui sigret pakde hue. Usne abhi uske honton par pehli baar ek sigret rakh di thi, aur usne ek chhota, aazmaishi sa saans liya tha. 

Woh turant khansi mein pad gayi — tez, achanak khansi jo uske kandhon ko hila rahi thi aur uski aankhein paani se bhar rahi thi. 

Dhuaan ne uske gale aur phephdon ko chhed diya tha; usne kabhi aisa kuch saans mein nahi liya tha. 




Uske badan ko yeh kadwe chemical, yeh garmi, yeh andar jaate waqt jalne wala ehsaas pasand nahi aa raha tha. Woh phir se khansi mein jhuk gayi, thoda aage ki taraf, ek haath uske muh par aa gaya. Sigret uski ungliyon mein kaanp rahi thi. 

“Aaram se… aaram se,” Gajendra ne dheere se kaha, uski awaaz gehri aur rasta dikhane wali thi, lagbhag naram lekin saaf control ki edge ke saath. Usne uske kandhe par haath rakh diya, usko sambhaalte hue. “Pehli baar hai isliye khansi aa rahi hai. 

Tumhara badan abhi dhuaan ke liye taiyaar nahi hai. Jaldi mat karo. Agli baar chhota sa saans lo. Sirf thodi der muh mein rok lo, phir dheere se bahar nikaal do. Aise.” Usne khud ek mulayam sa saans liya aur ek patla dhuaan ka dhaaga chhat ki taraf dheere se jaata hua chhod diya. 

Maa ne uski taraf dekha, uski aankhein abhi bhi paani se bhari hui thi, uske gaal laal ho rahe the. 

“Tum mujhe bigaad rahe ho, Gajendra,” usne kaha, uski awaaz khansi ki wajah se thodi si phati hui thi. “Maine zindagi mein kabhi sigret nahi pi thi. Hussein kabhi ijazat nahi dete… maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha. Aur ab tum mujhe yeh karwa rahe ho. Tum mujhe badal rahe ho.” 

Gajendra muskuraya, na ki berahmi se, lekin saaf santushti ke saath. Usne uski ungliyon se sigret li aur phir se uske honton par rakh di. “Bas ek aur chhota sa saans. Mere liye. Is baar dheere se andar lo… haan, aise. Thodi der rok lo… ab naak se bahar nikaal do. Achhi ladki.” 

Maa ne phir koshish ki. Is baar khansi chhoti aur zyada control mein thi. Woh laya mein aa rahi thi. 

Gajendra ne usko sabr ke saath rasta dikhaya — bataya ki sigret ko index aur middle ungli ke beech kaise pakadna hai, honton tak kaise le jaana hai bina jale, sahi tarike se saans kaise lena hai bina gale ke atakne ke. 

“Samajh gayi? Tum bahut achha kar rahi ho. Pehle se hi natural lag rahi ho,” usne kaha, uski awaaz garam approval se bhari hui thi. “Zyadatar auratein pehli baar mein kaafi der tak khansi karti hain. Tum jaldi seekh rahi ho.” 

Main dekh raha tha, bilkul shocked. Haddein ek ke baad ek mere saamne toot rahi thi. Maa — wohi aurat jo mujhe raat ko der tak bahar jaane par daantti thi, jo din mein paanch waqt ,,., padhti thi, jo modest kapde pehenti thi aur bado ke saamne nazar jhukaati thi — ab doosre aadmi ke bistar ke kamre mein baithi thi aur uske kehne par sigret seekh rahi thi. 

Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki yeh meri maa hai. Woh modest, mazhabi, farz ada karne wali Ammi jo main poori zindagi jaanta tha, dheere dheere gayab ho rahi thi, aur uski jagah yeh aurat aa rahi thi jo ek mard ke haathon dheere dheere bigadti ja rahi thi. 

Yeh shock mujhe zor se laga. Meri haath khidki ki chaukhat pakde hue kaanp rahe the. 

Mujhe ek ajib sa milan mehsoos hua — avishwas ka, ghin ka, aur ek andheri, anchaahi uttejna ka jo mere lund ko meri pant mein bechain kar deta tha. Woh kaise us aurat se jo kuch hi ghante pehle sofa par chai ke saath Dad ko chumti thi, yahaan tak pahunch gayi thi? 

Gajendra usko encourage karta raha. “Ek aur. Tum bilkul perfect kar rahi ho. Andar lo… rok lo… bahar nikaal do. Bas. Ab tum comfortable ho rahi ho na?” 

Maa ne dheere se sar hilaya, uske honton par ek chhoti si, lagbhag sharmaati hui muskurahat aa gayi jab khansi kam hoti gayi. Woh ismein settle ho rahi thi — nicotine usko dheere dheere relax kar raha tha, yeh kaam ab itna ajnabi nahi lag raha tha. 

Usne ek aur saans liya, is baar zyada smooth, aur bina zyada khansi ke bahar nikaal diya. Gajendra ne sar hilakar approval diya. “Dekha? Ab tum sigret peene wali ban gayi ho. Meri achhi ladki.” 


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Phir usne jhuk kar usko chumma liya. 

Yeh koi normal chumma nahi tha. Maa ke haath mein abhi bhi sigret thi. Gajendra ke hont uske honton se mile jabke sigret ki nalli se abhi bhi dhuaan nikal raha tha. Dono ne apne muhon ke beech dhuaan aage peeche kiya jab woh dheere, gehre, gehre chumte rahe. 

Jab woh thoda alag hue toh dhuaan unke honton ke beech se bahar nikla, phir woh phir se chumne lage, usko share karte hue. 

Yeh ganda aur ajib tarike se uttejit karne wala tha, jis tarah unke muh ek dusre ke saath move kar rahe the jabke sigret abhi bhi uske haath mein thi, dhuaan har cheez ko dhundhla bana raha tha. Main dekh sakta tha ki Maa ka badan ismein dheela padta ja raha tha, uska azaad haath uske seene par aa gaya. 

Yeh mujhe Daadi Zainab — meri maa ki maa — ki yaad dilata tha. Sirf kuch mahine pehle, Daadi ko unke aashiq Suraj ne suar ka maans khaana sikhaaya tha, jo hamare mazhab mein sakht haram tha, jo unhone kabhi haath bhi nahi lagaya tha. 

Suraj ne meri daadi ko haram suar ka maans, bite by bite, uske liye khaane ko kaha tha, yeh sabit karne ke liye ki woh unki kitni hai. Usne yeh mazhabi aur saanskritik line uski khushi ke liye paar ki thi, bilkul jaise Maa ab line paar kar rahi thi — sigret peena, bewafai, jhooth bolna, apne aap ko badalne dena. 

Dono auratein un mardon ke haathon dheere dheere bigad rahi thi jo unki haddon ko dhakelne ka mazaa lete the, unko woh cheezein karwaate the jo woh kabhi nahi karne wali samajhti thi. 

Yeh samanta mujhe phir se jhatka deti thi. Itihaas hamare parivaar mein dohra raha tha, lekin is baar yeh meri apni maa thi. 

Maa ne chumme se thoda peeche hat kar, apne haath mein sigret ko ek ajib se chehre ke saath dekha. “Yeh itna achha hai,” usne dheere se kaha, khud par hairaan si. “Jis tarah yeh mujhe mehsoos karwaata hai… ek saath shaant aur garam. Mujhe ummeed nahi thi ki yeh aisa lagega.” 

Yeh sun kar mujhe aur bhi shock laga. Meri apni maa, jo hamesha aisi cheezon ke khilaaf rahi thi, ab yeh maanti thi ki usse sigret pasand aa rahi hai. 

Laga jaise purani uska ek aur tukda toot kar gir gaya. Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki yeh shabd uske muh se nikal rahe hain. 

Phir kuch aur bhi hairaan karne wala hua. Maa ne sigret li, usko Gajendra ke honton par le gayi, aur usko usi sigret se saans lene diya jab woh abhi bhi uske haath mein thi. Usne wahan rok kar rakha, usko saans lete hue dekha, phir usko wapas apne muh par le aayi aur khud ek aur saans li. 

Jaise woh usko aage peeche share kar rahe the — woh usko usi sigret se piwaati jo usne abhi use kiya tha, phir wapas le leti. 

Iska gehraai, jis tarah uski ungliyan uske honton ko chhu rahi thi, dhuaan phir se unke beech se guzarta hua — yeh poora nazara aur bhi niji aur ganda mehsoos karwa raha tha. Main dekh sakta tha ki laal lipstick har baar uske muh se lagte hi safed filter par halka sa lag jaata tha. 

Gajendra ki aankhein approval se gehri ho gayi. Usne usko ek minute tak aisa karne diya, phir uski awaaz badal gayi — aur gehri, zyada hukum wali. “Ab sigret ke saath khelna kaafi ho gaya. Apni shaadi ki angoothi utaar do, Shahida.” 

Maa ruk gayi. Uska haath, abhi bhi sigret pakde hue, uske muh ke paas hi ruka raha. Usne uski taraf dekha, saaf hairaan. Yeh ek kadam bahut zyada lag raha tha, itna sab hone ke baad bhi. Uska dimag tez chal raha hoga — izzat, angoothi uski shaadi ka aakhri dikhta symbol thi, woh ek cheez jo abhi bhi duniya ki nazron mein aur uske apne mann mein usko Hussein ki biwi ke roop mein nishaanit karti thi. 





Usko sharm se bharpoor mehsoos hua; usne aaj raat bahut si sharamnak cheezein ki thi, lekin angoothi utaarne ka ehsaas aakhri hadd mitane jaisa tha. Imaandari bhi usko khinch rahi thi—angoothi ek vaada thi, ek '. aur sanskritik chinh. Usko utaarna kuch pavitra cheez todne jaisa tha. 

Usne thoda sa sar hilaya. “Gajendra… nahi. Yeh aakhri cheez hai. Main nahi kar sakti… Yeh meri shaadi ki angoothi hai. Hussein ne mujhe di thi. Yeh ek aisi cheez hai jo abhi bhi dikhaati hai ki main shaadi shuda hoon. Main ise aise nahi utaar sakti.” 

Gajendra ki awaaz badal gayi. Woh ab naram nahi tha. Uski awaaz thandi aur hukmi ho gayi, lagbhag mazak udaati hui. “Utaar do. Tumne aaj raat mera lund choosa hai. Tumne mujhe har tarike se chodne diya hai. Tumne apne pati se jhooth bola aur yahan is chipki hui dress mein randi jaisi kapde pehen kar aayi ho. Tum meri baat maan kar sigret seekh rahi ho. Tumne har doosri hadd paar kar li hai. Ek angoothi aur kya hai? Ab tum sharmnak ho chuki ho Shahida. Utaar do ise. Tum ise pehenne ke layak nahi ho jab tum mere saath ho.” 

Maa ka chehra gehra laal ho gaya. Lafzon ne chot pahunchayi—beizzat karne wale, cruel bhi—lekin unmein ek uljhi hui garmi bhi thi. Usne apne haath ki taraf dekha, ungli par lagi simple sone ki angoothi ki taraf. Lambe pal tak woh hili nahi. 

Phir, dheere dheere, usne sigret ko raakhdaan mein rakha, angoothi ki taraf haath badhaya, aur use ungli se ghuma kar utaar liya. Usne ise ek second ke liye pakda, ghoorti rahi, phir peeche wali khidki se bahar phenk diya. Woh khidki ke frame se takra kar ek chhoti si dhaat ki awaaz ke saath andhere mein kho gayi. 





Is harkat ne mujhe asal mein Dad ke liye bura mehsoos karwaya. Usko apni shaadi ke chinh ko aise phenkte hue dekhna jaise woh kuch bhi nahi thi… yeh ek tarike se dard pahunchaya jo sex ne nahi kiya tha. Yeh final lag raha tha. 

Sharamnak baat-cheet shuru hui. Maa ki awaaz chhoti thi lekin kuch aur se kaanp rahi thi—uttejna sharm ke saath mili hui. “Tum mujhse itni sharamnak cheezein karwa rahe ho… Maine apni hi shaadi ki angoothi tumhare liye phenk di. Main kis tarah ki biwi hoon?” 

Gajendra ne andhere mein hans diya, saaf khush dikhta hua. “Woh biwi jo ab meri ho chuki hai. Woh jo ghutno ke bal doosre mard ke liye angoothi nahi pehenti.” 

Maa ne jawab mein kuch nahi kaha. Uske bajaye, usne uski patloon ki taraf haath badhaya aur jaldi jaldi ungliyon se uski belt kholni shuru kar di. 





Angoothi chali gayi thi, aur uske andar kuch toot gaya tha. Woh uski belt isliye khol rahi thi kyunki ab woh apne aap ko rok nahi pa rahi thi—angoothi phenkne ki harkat ne aakhri rukawat hata di thi. Uske haath kaanp rahe the lekin mazboot the jab usne belt nikaali aur button aur zip ki taraf badhi. 

Gajendra khada ho gaya aur uski taraf neeche dekha, sach mein soch raha tha ki uske andar kya ho raha tha. Yeh aaj raat uski ummeed se zyada tha. “Shahida… tumhe kya ho raha hai?” 

Maa ne uski taraf upar dekha, uski aankhein chamak rahi thi, uski awaaz saans phooli hui aur itni sachchi ki khud usko bhi shock hua. “Main tumhare saath apne aap ko control nahi kar paati. Mujhe nahi pata ab mere saath kya galat ho raha hai. 

Tumne mujhe apni randi bana diya hai Gajendra. Main tumhare saath beparwah ho gayi hoon. Mujhe apne parivaar ki parwah nahi… mujhe Hussein ki parwah nahi. Mujhe sirf yeh chahiye. Mujhe sirf tum chahiye.” 

Usko yeh kehte hue sunna ki usko apne parivaar ki—Dad ki—parwah nahi, ne mere apne lund ko meri patloon mein dard bhara khada kar diya. Lafz itne kachche, itne final the. Mera dimag ghoom raha tha is dhokhe ke saath, jabki mera sharir react kar raha tha. 

Gajendra hairaan tha—khush, zor se hairaan. Usne ummeed nahi ki thi ki woh itna aage badhegi, itni khuli tarah confess karegi, angoothi phenk degi aur phir aise lafz bolegi jabki uski belt khol rahi thi. Usk e chehre par ek proud, lagbhag arrogant muskurahat fail gayi. Usse yeh version pasand aaya—jo uske liye saara control kho rahi thi. 

Jaise hi Maa ne uski patloon neeche khinchi aur uska lund apne haath mein liya, uska purse bistar par zor se buzz karne laga. Uska mobile baj raha tha. Usne haath badhaya, purse khola, aur screen dekha. Dad ka call tha—Hussein ka naam saaf chamak raha tha. 

Usne ek second ke liye usko ghoora… phir parwah nahi ki. Bina hichkichaye, usne mobile Gajendra ko de diya. “Jawab do,” usne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur jaldi wali.

Phir woh uske saamne ghutno ke bal gir gayi, uska lund apne muh mein le liya, aur choosne lagi—dheere, geele, dhyan wale dhakke, uski safed hijaab abhi bhi bilkul sahi jagah par, hari dress uski jaanghon par chadh rahi thi. 









Gajendra ne mobile liya, usko loudspeaker par kiya, aur bistar ke paas wali mez par rakh diya. Bajna band ho gaya jab usne jawab diya. 

“Hello?” usne shaant swar mein kaha, uski awaaz mazboot thi jabki Maa uska lund choos rahi thi. 

Dad ki awaaz spikar se saaf aayi. “Gajendra bhai? Kya Shahida aapke saath hai? Usne kaha tha ki jab aap kaam khatam karoge toh woh call karegi…” 






Maa choosti rahi, uska sar mazboot harkat se hil raha tha, ek haath Gajendra ke lund ki neeche wali taraf pakde hue jabki uski jeebh sir ke upar kaam kar rahi thi. Woh nahi ruki. Usne speed bhi nahi kam ki. 

Gajendra ne uski taraf neeche dekha, phir mobile ki taraf, uske chehre par ek andheri muskurahat. 

Agla hissa mein jaanenge ki aage kya hua. 

 

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Dhanyavaad doston, aapke comments dekhkar bahut achha laga.

Agla update agle 5 ghanton mein aa raha hai.

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Gajendra ne phone uthaya aur loudspeaker par rakh diya jabki Ammi ke muh ki geeli laya wali awaazein poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi. “Hello, Hussein bhai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz zyadatar sambhali hui thi lekin ek chhoti si rukawat thi jo sirf main, apne chhupe hue jagah se khidki ke bahar, poori tarah samajh sakta tha.  

  

Ammi usko ek asli professional mahir randi jaisi choos rahi thi — gehre, uttejit aur bahut hi mahir tarike se. Uska sar perfect laya mein hil raha tha, gaal andar ko khinche hue, jeebh uske mote lund ke neeche wale hisse par zor zor se kaam karte hue jabki ek haath neeche ki taraf hilata tha aur doosra uske ando ko narmi se pakad kar masalta tha.  

  

Usne usko gale tak poora andar le liya, thoda sa gagging ki awaaz aati thi jo sensation ko aur tez kar deti thi bina rukawat ke, laar uski thodi se chamakati hui lambi ladiyon mein tapak rahi thi.  

  

Usne uski taraf upar dekha vasna se bhari bechain aankhon se — badi, poori tarah samarpit aur iccha se jalti hui — jaise uska lund duniya mein sabse zaroori cheez thi.  

  

Woh aisa kyun kar rahi thi? Kyunki woh apne naye role mein poori tarah samarpit ho chuki thi. Apne pati ke saath dhokha karne ka haram ehsaas jabki woh phone par baat kar raha tha, pakde jaane ka khatra aur Gajendra ke liye uski gehri vasna ne usko ek asli mahir bana diya tha.  

  

Woh usko poori tarah khush karna chahti thi, usko apna control khone dena chahti thi aur iski uttejna ne usko sab kuch dene par majboor kar diya — koi rok nahi, koi sharm baaki nahi thi.  

  

Gajendra ne apni siskiyon ko zor se control karne ki koshish ki. Uske muh ki garam geeli choos, jis tarah uski jeebh hilti aur ghumti thi, uske gale ki tight pakad — yeh sab uske sharir mein sukh ki tez lahar bhej raha tha.  

  

Uske kamar ke hisse anayase hil rahe the lekin usne hont kaat liye, dheere dheere saans li aur apni awaaz ko normal rakhne ki koshish ki. Phir bhi chhoti chhoti siskiyan shabdon ke beech nikal jaati thi.  

  

Uske chehre par confusion saaf dikhta tha: woh apni biwi ke pati se normal baat karne ki koshish kar raha tha jiski Ammi abhi uske lund par muh rakhe hue thi, jabki wohi Ammi uski taraf pure bhookhe samarpan se dekh rahi thi.  

  

Har baar jab Ammi usko aur gehra le leti ya zor se choosti uski awaaz ruk jaati ya phat jaati.  

  

Abba ki awaaz speaker se saaf aayi, pareshan aur thodi bechain. “Gajendra bhai, Shahida kahan hai? Usne kaha tha ki jab tum kaam khatam kar loge toh mujhe call karegi lekin der ho rahi hai. Kya woh abhi bhi tumhare saath hai?”  

  

Gajendra ka haath Ammi ke sar par thoda aur tight ho gaya jab usne uske lund ke sir par jeebh ghumayi. “Woh… yahan hai bhai. Woh mujhe… files mein madad kar rahi hai. Abhi woh… neeche wali files… ooohhh!!! ko theek se… tight jagahon par kaam kar rahi hai.”  

  


  

Usne “tight” shabd par rukawat mehsoos ki kyunki usi pal Ammi ne usko phir se gale tak gehra le liya tha, uski naak uske pet se lagi hui thi. Geeli “gluck” ki awaaz itni zor se thi ki main bhi bahar se saaf sun saka.  

  

Abba ko yeh innuendo bilkul samajh nahi aaya. Woh sirf rahat mehsoos kar raha tha lekin abhi bhi pareshan tha. “Oh achha. Lekin itna time kyun lag raha hai? Yeh kis tarah ki files hain? Kya woh jaldi ghar aa sakti hai? Main pareshan ho raha hoon.”  

  

Gajendra ne jawab dene ki koshish ki jabki Ammi ab dono haath istemal kar rahi thi — ek geele lund ko hilate hue doosra neeche ki taraf twist karte hue — uska sar aur tez hila raha tha.  

  

“Files… bahut moti hain bhai. Usse… unhe dhyan se… dono haathon se… sab kuch theek se organize karna padta hai. Woh… bahut achhe se kaam kar rahi hai.” Uski awaaz phir se phat gayi jab Ammi ne uske aaspaas gale ke muscles se uske lund ko nichod diya.  

  

Main khidki se dekh raha tha, mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Meri apni Ammi ghutno ke bal baithi thi, doosre aadmi ke lund ko ekdum professional mahir tarike se choos rahi thi jabki uska pati usse baat kar raha tha.  

  

Woh itni khoyi hui thi — aankhein Gajendra ke chehre par lagi hui, vasna aur zaroorat se bhari. Mujhe emotions ka toofan mehsoos ho raha tha: shock, Abba ke saath jo woh kar rahi thi uske liye ghin lekin saath hi ek sharamnak tez uttejna jo mere lund ko dard bhara throb de raha tha.  

  

Yeh meri Ammi thi — wohi aurat jo mujhe der se ghar aane par daantti thi, jo hijaab pehenti thi aur ,,., padhti thi — ab Gajendra ke liye ek poori randi jaisi behave kar rahi thi.  

  

Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha phir bhi main dekhna nahi rok pa raha tha. Mera haath pehle se hi meri pant mein ghus chuka tha, dheere dheere hil raha tha jabki sharm aur uttejna andar lad rahe the.  

  

Abba aur sawal poochhta raha. “Kya woh theek hai? Uski awaaz pehle ajib si thi. Kya tum dono akela ho? Woh abhi exactly kya kar rahi hai?”  

  

Gajendra ne neeche Ammi ki taraf dekha jo abhi usko phir se poora andar le chuki thi, uski aankhein paani se bhari lekin abhi bhi uski taraf usi bhookhi expression se dekh rahi thi.  

  

“Woh… abhi zameen par hai… neeche wali files ko handle kar rahi hai… usmein bahut mehnat kar rahi hai. Woh dono haath istemal kar rahi hai… taaki sab kuch… theek se sorted ho jaaye.”  

  

Woh zor se saans le raha tha, har baar jab Ammi ki jeebh uske sir ke sensitive hisse par dabati siskiyon ko chhupane ki koshish kar raha tha.  

  

Ammi ne finally usse phone le liya. Usne choosna bilkul nahi roka — usne uske lund ke sir ko muh mein rakha, choosti aur chatati rahi jabki woh baat karti thi, uske shabd tut-te hue aur saans bhare hue the.  

  

“Hello… Hussein… haan main yahan hoon… kaam mein madad kar rahi hoon… yeh… bahut demanding hai…”  

  

Usne rok kar usko gehra le liya, ek geeli “slurp” ki awaaz phone par saaf sunai di, phir boli, “Main… papers ko sort kar rahi hoon… time lag raha hai kyunki… bahut saare hain…”  

  


  

Abba aur bhi pareshan laga. “Shahida, teri awaaz kuch theek nahi lag rahi. Kya thak gayi hai? Yeh ajib si awaaz kya hai? Lagta hai jaise… choosne ya geeli cheez ki. Kya wahan sab theek hai?”  

  

Ammi ne sirf itna time ke liye muh hataya ki saaf jawab de sake phir turant wapas choosne lagi, uska sar phir se hilne laga.  

  

“Yeh theek hai… bas papers… sarasara rahe hain… main theek hoon…”  

  

Phir se ek geela “gluck” ki awaaz aayi jab usne usko gehra le liya. Woh jaan boojh kar kabhi kabhi jawab der se deti thi, choosne ki awaazein sannate ko bharne deti thi, jaise khatre ne usko aur bhi uttejit kar diya ho.  

  

Gajendra, thoda time apne aap ko sambhalne ke liye, chupke se kamre se bahar nikal gaya paani pine. Ammi ghutno ke bal hi rahi, phone abhi bhi ek haath mein. Usne apni thodi aur muh se laar ko haath ke peeche se pochha, usko apne laal chehre par faila diya.  

  


  





Yeh nazara bahut hi ganda aur behaya tha — uska lipstick faila hua, laar uski gardan se uski dress ke aage tak tapak raha tha, uski aankhein vasna se dhundhli. Us pal ne mujhe zor se maara.  

  

Apni apni Ammi ko doosre aadmi ke lund ko itne gehre se choosne ke saboot ko saaf karte hue dekh kar mere andar kuch toot gaya.  

  

Maine aur tez hilana shuru kar diya, mera haath tez chal raha tha, sharm tez jal rahi thi lekin uttejna usse bhi zyada strong thi. Yeh itna beizzat karne wala, itna randi jaisa tha aur mujhe nafrat thi ki yeh mujhe kitna chod raha tha.  

  





Abba ki confused awaaz speaker se aati rahi. “Shahida? Maine ajib si awaazein suni… jaise choosne ya gale mein atakne wali. Wahan kya ho raha hai? Kya Gajendra bhai theek hain? Yeh awaaz kaisi hai?”  

  

Tabhi Gajendra wapas aa gaya. Usne koi baat nahi ki. Usne seedha Ammi ke sar ko dono haathon se pakad liya, uska chehra apni taraf ghuma diya aur apna lund uske muh mein zor se ghusa diya.  

  

Usne uske gale ko zor zor se aur tez chodna shuru kar diya, uske sar ko mazbooti se pakde hue jabki uske kamar ke hisse aage ki taraf jhatke maar rahe the.  

  

Ammi ke haath uski jaanghon par jaa phate, usne unhe mazbooti se pakad liya taaki sambhal sake jab woh uske muh ka istemal kar raha tha. Uski aankhein paani se bhar gayi, har jhatke ke saath laar udta ja raha tha lekin usne koi rok nahi lagayi — woh sab le rahi thi, uska sharir zor ke jhatkon se hil raha tha.  

  

Awaazein bahut zor aur gandi thi. “Gluck-gluck-gluck!” baar baar goonj rahi thi jab uska lund uske gale mein zor se lag raha tha.  

  

Geeli “slurp-slurp” ki awaazein gale atakne wali “gack-gack” awaazon ke saath mil rahi thi har baar jab woh aur gehra jaata.  

  

Laar idhar udhar chhinte maar raha tha aur lambi ladiyon mein tapak raha tha. Phone rough harkat ke dauran table se gir gaya tha aur unke paas zameen par muh upar karke pada tha, abhi bhi loudspeaker par. Abba ki awaaz saaf aati rahi, aur pareshani badhti ja rahi thi.  

  

“Shahida? Gajendra bhai? Yeh kaisi awaaz hai? Lagta hai jaise koi gale mein atak raha ho! Shahida, mujhe jawab do! Tu itni khamosh kyun hai? Kya ho raha hai?”  

  

Gajendra uske muh ko zor se chodta raha, uske sar par mazboot pakad, uska istemal karte hue jaise woh sirf isi ke liye bani thi. Ammi ke haath uski jaanghon par hi rahe, kabhi aur tight pakadte, kabhi upar ki taraf sarakte jaise usko aur gehra andar khinchna chahti ho.  

  

Woh ab poori tarah khoyi hui thi — ab koi baat nahi, sirf uska lund baar baar uske gale ke andar jaata raha. Geeli laya wali glucking aur slurping ki awaazein kamre mein bhar gayi aur seedha abba ke kaanon tak pahunchi.  

  

Abba poochhta raha, uski awaaz pareshani aur ghabrahat se aur tez hoti gayi.  

  

“Hello? Kya koi sun raha hai? Yeh kaisi awaaz hai? Lagta hai jaise… mujhe nahi pata… geeli awaazein ya kuch toot raha ho. Shahida, kya tu zakhmi hai? Gajendra bhai, please jawab do!”  

  

Gajendra ki saans tez aur behaal ho gayi. Usne zor se siski bhari — gehri, rok nahi paayi “Fuuuuck! Aaaahhh!” jab woh zor se jhad gaya, Ammi ke sar ko poora neeche pakde hue apna garam virya seedha uske gale ke andar nikaal diya.  

  

Abba ne turant phone par react kiya. “Gajendra bhai? Kya tu theek hai? Tu dard mein tha kya! Kya hua? Shahida, mujhe bol!”  

  

Ammi ne sab kuch nigalne ki koshish ki lekin kuch mota virya muh ke kone se bahar nikal aaya aur phone ke screen par gir pada.  

  

Usne muh hataya, khansi aur saans phoolte hue, moti laar aur virya ki ladiyan uske honton se uske lund tak latakti hui thi. Usne zor se khansi, uska sharir hil raha tha jab woh apna gala saaf karne ki koshish kar rahi thi.  

  

Abba ki awaaz ab bilkul ghabrayi hui thi. “Shahida? Kya chal raha hai? Maine suna groan aur ab khansi! Kya tu zakhmi hai? Mujhe bata kya hua!”  

  

Ammi ne kaanpte haathon se phone uthaya, abhi bhi khansi aur saans phoolte hue.  

  

“H-Hussein… sab theek hai… main bas… paani gale mein atak gaya… jab hum kaam khatam kar rahe the… kaam bahut tez ho gaya… lekin ab hum khatam kar chuke hain…” Woh abhi bhi zor zor se saans le rahi thi, uski awaaz phati hui aur tuti hui thi.  

  

Usne jaldi se phone kaat diya pehle hi ke abba aur sawal poochh sake.  

  

Gajendra bistar par let gaya, zor zor se saans lete hue aur bahut hi santusht dikhta tha. Ammi ne phir se apna muh pochha, phir dono dheere dheere hansne lage.  

  

“Tera pati kitna bada bewakoof hai,” Gajendra ne muskurate hue kaha. “Usne sach mein yeh maana ki tu paani gale mein atakne se khansi kar rahi thi jab main apna virya tere muh ke andar aur gale ke neeche nikaal raha tha. Kitna perfect bewakoof pati hai.”  

  

Ammi muskurayi, abhi bhi thodi saans phooli hui. “Usse kuch pata nahi. Woh har baat maanta hai. Woh itna andha hai.”  

  

Baad mein Ammi bistar par leti hui thi uski taangein chaudi faili hui thi aur dono ek dusre ko chumne lage.  

  


  

Kuch der baad woh dono bilkul nange the sirf khuli hui peeli blouse ke alawa jo kuch bhi nahi chhupa rahi thi.  

  

Gajendra, woh bhi poora nanga, uski jaanghon ke beech ghutno ke bal baith gaya aur dheere dheere bhookhe andaaz mein uski chut chaatne laga.  

  

Uski jeebh lambi aur chaudi lapton mein uski geeli chut ke honton par chalti rahi, uski uttejna ka swaad lete hue phir uske suje hue clit par dhyan deta.  

  

Usne usko narmi se apne muh mein le liya, jeebh se uspar thapthapate hue jabki do ungliyan andar ghusti hui aur sahi jagah dhundhne ke liye mudti hui thi.  

  

Ammi ki kamar bistar se upar uth gayi jab woh uski chut ko chaat raha tha, uski thodi uske ras se chamak rahi thi. Uski jeebh aur choosne ki geeli awaazein uski siskiyon ke saath mil rahi thi.  

  

“Aaahhh… ooohhhh haan… meri chut chaat… mmmph… teri jeebh bahut achhi lag rahi hai… aaahhh wahi… mat ruk… ooohhhh main teri randi hoon…”  

  

“Tera swaad bahut meetha hai,” Gajendra uske upar se bola, aur gehra chaatne laga. “Mere liye kitni geeli ho gayi hai.”  

  

Woh upar chadh gaya, apne lund ke sir ko uske entry point par ragadne laga. Ammi uski taraf bechain aankhon se dekh rahi thi.  

  

“Please… andar daal do… apni randi ko chod… mujhe tera bada lund andar chahiye… aaahhh haan… mujhe bhar do…”  

  

Usne dheere se andar dhakela, phir zor se jhatka maara.  

  

Ammi sukh se chillayi jab usne gehre aur taakatwar jhatkon se usko chodna shuru kar diya.  

  


  

Bistar har jhatke ke saath zor se sarsara raha tha. Uski siskiyan aur tez aur bechain hoti gayi.  

  

“Aaahhh! Kitna gehra… haan… mujhe aur zor se chod… ooohhhh main teri randi hoon… aaahhh!”  

  

Sukh ke charam par pahunch kar usne peeli blouse ke aage wale hisse ko pakad liya aur usko zor se phaad diya, kapda uske bechain haathon ke neeche aasani se phat gaya.  

  

Woh poori tarah azad mehsoos karna chahti thi, apne aap ko bilkul khol dena chahti thi jabki tez sukh uspar chha raha tha.  

  


  

Bahari main aur nahi sah saka. Apni Ammi ko randi jaisi bheekh maangte hue aur zor se chodte hue dekh kar maine turant apna lund bahar nikaal liya aur hilana shuru kar diya.  

  

Sharm mere andar jal rahi thi — main sabse bura beta tha, apni hi Ammi ko is tarah istemal hote hue dekh kar muth maar raha tha — lekin main ruk nahi pa raha tha.  

  

Mera haath tez se tez hota gaya jab mainne Gajendra ko uske andar zor se dhakelte hue dekha.  

  

Jaise hi main jhadne wala tha, peeche se ek haath achanak mere kandhe par aa gira.  

  





Darr itna tez aur overpowering tha. Mera sharir hil utha aur main wahi zor se jhad gaya, virya ki ladiyan bahar nikalti hui jab main ghabrahat mein ghuma aur dekha ki yeh kaun tha.  

  

Ek aadmi wahan chhaon mein khada tha, uska haath abhi bhi mere kandhe par tha.  

  

Yeh aadmi kaun hai? Woh yahan kya kar raha hai?  

  

Agla hissa mein pata chalega  

 

 

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Yeh Qadir daada ji the!! 

Qadir daada ji: Beta… tu is andhere mein aise kya kar raha hai khada? 

Main zor se chaunk gaya, mera dil seene mein zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Maine kaanpte haathon se jaldi se apni pant ki zip band ki aur ghum gaya. 

Main: Daada ji! Aapne mujhe bahut dara diya… mujhe aapki aahat nahi aayi. 

Qadir daada ji: Mainne tujhe sadak se dekha tha. Yahan khada ghar ke andar dekh raha tha. Teri pant khuli hui thi. Raat ke waqt logon ke ghar mein jhaank kyun raha hai tu? 

Main: Jhaank raha tha? Nahi nahi… main jhaank nahi raha tha. Main bas chal raha tha aur ek minute ke liye ruk gaya. Bas yahi. 

Qadir daada ji: Mujhse jhooth mat bol beta. Maine sab kuch dekha. Tu khidki se andar dekh raha tha. Aur tera haath… teri pant ke andar tha. Yeh theek nahi hai. Jhaankna galat hai. Yeh sharm ki baat hai. 

Main: Main kasam khaata hoon main aisa kuch nahi kar raha tha. Garmi thi isliye maine pant khol di thi thanda hone ke liye. Main andar nahi dekh raha tha. Main bas yahan khada tha. 

Qadir daada ji: Is raat ke waqt? Aur yeh ghar kyun? Tera apna ghar toh yahan se door hai. Mujhe sach sach bata. 

Main ek pal ke liye chup raha, zameen ki taraf dekhte hue. 

Main: Main… main bas guzar raha tha. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki itni der ho gayi hai. 

Qadir daada ji: (haath mein laal gulaab ka guldasta uthate hue) Waise dekh yeh. Main yeh teri daadi Zainab ke liye laaya hoon. Laal gulaab. Unhe yeh bahut pasand hain. Itne saalon ki shaadi ke baad bhi main unke liye phool laata hoon. Main unhe bahut pyaar karta hoon. Main hamesha unke prati wafadaar raha hoon. Kabhi kisi doosri aurat ki taraf dekha bhi nahi. 

Main: Yeh… yeh bahut achha hai daada ji. 

Qadir daada ji: Toh bata, tu asal mein wahan kyun khada tha? Apne daade se sach bol. 

Main: Maine toh bataya… main bas chal raha tha. Aur kuch nahi. 

Qadir daada ji: Tera chehra laal hai. Teri awaaz kaanp rahi hai. Tu sochta hai main bewakoof hoon? 

Achanak Gajendra ke ghar ke andar se ek zor ki lambi siski aayi. Woh saaf Ammi ki awaaz thi, sukh se bhari hui. 

Qadir daada ji: Kya suna tune? 

Main: (mera poora sharir thanda pad gaya) Kya suna? Chalo bas chalte hain daada ji. 

Qadir daada ji: Nahi. Sun… 

Ek aur zor ki cheekh aayi, is baar aur tez, uske baad bhari bhari siskiyan, thump ki awaazein aur bistar ke deewar se takrane ki awaaz. 

Qadir daada ji: Yeh TV nahi hai. Yeh asli aurat ki awaaz hai. Koi besharam aurat abhi us ghar mein chodwa rahi hai. Jis tarah woh cheekh rahi hai… “aaahhh… haan… aur zor se…” bilkul saaf sunai de raha hai. 

Main: Daada ji please… yeh hamara kaam nahi hai. Chalo. 

Qadir daada ji: Hamara kaam nahi? Jab woh itni zor se kar rahe hain ki poori gali sun rahi hai toh yeh sabka kaam ban jaata hai. 

Main: Shayad… shayad woh shaadi shuda hain ya kuch. 

Hum chalna shuru kar dete hain. 





Qadir daada ji: Shaadi shuda? Aajkal auraton par vishwas nahi kar sakte. 

Hum aur kuch kadam chalte hain. Peeche se siskiyan abhi bhi halki halki aa rahi thi. 

Qadir daada ji: Beta, aaj kal ka duniya bahut gandagi se bhara hai. Khaas kar hamari _ auratein. Woh bahut besharam ho gayi hain. Koi sharm nahi bachi. 

Main: Har aurat aisi nahi hoti daada ji. 

Qadir daada ji: Bahut si hoti hain. Us aurat ko dekh andar. Woh chahe jo bhi ho, kisi ki beti hai, shayad kisi ki biwi hai. Aur woh wahan randi ki tarah chodwa rahi hai cheekh cheekh kar. Apne liye koi izzat nahi, apne parivaar ke liye koi izzat nahi. 

Main: Daada ji… kya hum kuch aur baat kar sakte hain please? 

Qadir daada ji: Kyun? Kyunki sach sunna mushkil hai? Tu jawaan hai. Tujhe jaanna chahiye ki cheezein kitni kharab ho gayi hain. 

Main: (awaaz dheemi) Shayad mard bhi doshi hai. 

Qadir daada ji: Dono doshi hain. Lekin aurat… wohi toh parivaar ki izzat ki rakhwali karti hai. Jab woh apni taangein aasani se faila deti hai toh poore parivaar ki izzat chali jaati hai. 

Jab hum corner ghum rahe the toh ek halki si siski phir se hum tak pahunchi. 

Qadir daada ji: Suni? Abhi bhi chal raha hai. Us aurat mein koi sharm nahi bachi. Woh mazaa le rahi hai. Jaise koi jaanwar cheekh rahi ho. 

Mainne usse baatein poochhna shuru kiya. “Daada ji, aapke din kaise guzar rahe hain? Dukan kaise chal rahi hai? Koi naye grahak ya pareshani?” 

Woh sabr se jawab dete rahe, mujhe lambi ghanton ki baat batate, wafadaar grahak jo abhi bhi quality ki wajah se aate hain, aur apni umar mein bhi routine kaise pasand aati hai. 

Baatein kai minute tak chalti rahi jab hum sadak ke lights ke neeche chal rahe the, hamari parchhaiyaan zameen par lambi lambi pad rahi thi. 

Kuch der baad mainne dheere se baat ko daadi Zainab ki taraf mod diya. “Daada ji, daadi aaj kal kaisi hain? Woh theek toh hain na? Aapne ek baar bataya tha ki woh thodi alag alag behave kar rahi hain.” 

Qadir daada ji ne saans bhari, unke kadam thode dheeme pad gaye. “Haan beta. Woh kuch time se ajib behave kar rahi hain. Woh pehle jaisa niyamit ,,., nahi padhti. Kabhi kabhi ,,., chhod deti hain ya jaldi jaldi bina dhyan ke padh leti hain.” 

Mujhe asli wajah pata thi. Daadi Zainab Suraj naam ke buddhe se chodwa rahi thi — bilkul waise hi jaise meri Ammi Gajendra se chud rahi thi. 

Woh shayad chhup chhup kar usse mil rahi thi, har hadd paar kar rahi thi jaise Ammi ne ki thi. Lekin Qadir daada ji ko kuch pata nahi tha. Woh abhi bhi unhe usi wafadaar biwi ki tarah dekhte the jo unhone kai dashakon se dekha tha. 

Mainne aur sawal kiye taaki unhe aur baat nikaal saku bina shak paida kiye. “Woh bahar jaati hain toh kya kehti hain? Wapas aane par khush dikhti hain ya chup rehti hain?” 

Qadir daada ji ne ek pal socha. “Woh kehti hain ki apni saheliyon se chai peene jaati hain ya sabzi kharidne. Lekin kabhi kabhi wapas aati hain toh alag khushboo aati hai — jaise naya perfume ya kuch. Aur woh parivaar ke baare mein baat karna kam kar deti hain ya tujhe aur tere abba ke baare mein utna nahi poochhti jitna pehle karti thi. Main unse iske baare mein baat karta hoon lekin woh kehti hain ki main bekar mein pareshan ho raha hoon aur sab theek hai. Thoda dukh hota hai beta. Lagta hai woh mujhse door ja rahi hain.” 

Hum is tarah bahut der tak baatein karte hue chalte rahe. Maine poocha ki kya unki khane pine ki routine badli hai, kya woh kuch baaton se bach rahi hain ya nayi dilchaspiyan hain. 

Qadir daada ji har baar chhoti chhoti baatein batate — kabhi kabhi shaam ki chai uske saath nahi peete, kabhi kamre mein phone par zyada time bitati hain, kabhi parivaar ke get together mein kam dilchaspi dikhaati hain. 

Har jawab us baat ko confirm kar raha tha jo mujhe pehle se shak tha, lekin main apna chehra normal rakhta hua sirf sar hilata raha. 





Qadir daada ji ne phir apna purana mobile pocket se nikaala. “Mujhe unko call karna chahiye ki hum aa rahe hain. Woh intezaar kar rahi hongi ya pareshan. Unhone number dial kiya. 

Phone bahut der tak baja lekin jawab nahi aaya. Woh thoda ghoorte hue intezaar karte rahe, phir call kaat diya aur phir se try kiya. Phir bhi jawab nahi. Unhone chhoti si saans bharke phone pocket mein rakh diya. 

Hum chalte hue mera dimag tez chal raha tha. Haan woh phone nahi uthayengi. Woh shayad abhi Suraj ke saath hogi, bilkul waise hi kar rahi hogi jaise Ammi Gajendra ke saath kar rahi thi — siskiyan bhar rahi hogi, chodwa rahi hogi, baaki sab bhool rahi hogi. 

Bichare daada ji ko kuch pata nahi. Woh ghar ki taraf ja rahe hain yeh soch kar ki unki biwi bas aaram kar rahi hogi ya normal kaam mein busy hogi, jabki woh unke saath sabse bada dhokha kar rahi hai. 

Yeh hi pattern hamare parivaar mein repeat ho raha hai. Abba ko Ammi ke baare mein pata nahi, aur daada ji ko daadi ke baare mein pata nahi. Mujhe sab kuch pata hone ke bawajood yeh dekh kar bura lag raha tha ki woh dono andhere mein hain. 

Hum akhir mein Qadir daada ji ke ghar pahunch gaye. Woh ek sadharan single floor ka ghar tha, rang utra hua neela, chhota sa aage ka bagicha kuch phoolon ke paudhon aur neem ka ped ke saath, aur ek lohe ka gate jo dhakelne par chir chir karta tha. 

Darwaze tak ka rasta pot mein lage paudhon se lined tha aur ek taraf ki khidki se halki roshni aa rahi thi. Hum dono jaante the ki daadi Zainab andar hain — unke jute darwaze ke paas the aur ghar mein andar se rahne wali mehsoos hoti thi bahar se bhi. 

Jab hum gate ke paas khade the, Qadir daada ji unke pyaar ke baare mein baat karne lage. Unki awaaz naram ho gayi, bhaawuk. “Beta, itne saalon ki shaadi ke baad bhi meri daadi ke liye mera pyaar ek boond bhi kam nahi hua. Woh mere bachchon ki maa hain, woh aurat hain jo mushkil waqt mein mere saath khadi rahi jab dukaan chal nahi rahi thi aur paise ki tangi thi.” 

Main muskuraya jab woh aage bolte rahe. 

“Main abhi bhi us din ko yaad karta hoon jab humari shaadi hui thi — woh bahut sharmili aur sundar thi. Dashakon mein humne parivaar ko saath milkar pala, bimari aur nuksaan sahe, chhoti chhoti khushiyon ko manaya. Ab bhi jab subah unhe dekhta hoon mera dil usi garam mehsoos ko mehsoos karta hai jo jawani mein karta tha. Woh meri zindagi hain beta. Main har roz ,.' ka shukr ada karta hoon ki unhone mujhe unhe diya.” 

Qadir daada ji sach mein achhe mehsoos kar rahe the ki woh daadi Zainab se kitna pyaar karte hain. 

Unhone aage kaha, “Agar woh aaj kal thodi ajib behave kar rahi hain toh bhi mujhe pata hai hamara rishta mazboot hai. Main abhi bhi shaam ko unka haath pakadta hoon jab hum saath baithte hain aur woh utna hi sukoon deta hai jitna dashakon pehle deta tha. Woh mere liye sab kuch hain.” 

Unki baat sun kar mera seena bhari mehsoos hone laga. Kya hota agar unhe sach pata chal jaata. Woh aurat jisse woh itna gehra aur pavitra pyaar karte hain shayad abhi us bedroom mein Suraj ke saath hogi, aisi cheezein kar rahi hogi jo unhe dekh kar unka duniya toot jaayegi. 

Woh itne bhola aur vishwas karne wale hain, bilkul abba ki tarah. Hamara parivaar raazon aur dhokhon se bhara hai aur woh bilkul andhere mein hain, phir bhi poore dil se unhe pyaar karte hue. 

Mujhe unke liye bahut afsos hua — sach mein afsos. Unhe isse behtar ke layak tha. 

Hum aage wale darwaze tak pahunche. 

Qadir daada ji ne handle pakad kar try kiya lekin andar se band tha. Unhone do teen baar darwaza khatkhataya phir peeche hat gaye. “Darwaza andar se band hai beta. Shayad woh so gayi hongi. Thodi der ho gayi hai. Jaakar bedroom ki khidki par khatkhatana — agar woh andar aaram kar rahi hongi toh shayad sun legi.” 

Baatein natural taur par chalti rahi. “Daada ji, kya aapko pakka pata hai woh ghar par hain? Kya agar woh bahar gayi hongi?” 

“Nahi beta, unka samaan andar hai — main khidki se unki odhni kursi par dekhta hoon. Woh shayad chhoti si neend le rahi hongi ya din bhar ke baad aaram kar rahi hongi. Bedroom ki khidki par dheere se khatkhatana, unhe mat daraana. Woh darwaza khol dengi.” 

Mainne sar hilaya aur ghar ke side ki taraf bedroom ki khidki ki taraf chala gaya. 

Bagicha shaant tha, shaam ki hawa mein patton ki halki halki sarsarahat thi. Jaise hi main khidki ke kareeb pahuncha mainne andar se siskiyon ki awaazein suni. 

“Aaahhh… ooohhhh…” 

Awaazein saaf aur pahchaani thi — dheemi, laya wali aurat ki sukh bhari siskiyan, saath mein halki halki bistar ki chir chir aur geeli thap thap ki awaazein jo mere pet ko muthiya deti thi. 

Main wahan ruk gaya, mera dil ek second ke liye ruk gaya. 

Darr ek lahar ki tarah mujhpar gira. Maine dua ki ki yeh daadi Zainab na ho. Maine bechaini se dua ki kyunki woh hamare parivaar ki izzat wali buzurg hain, wohi jo hamesha ,,.,, parampara aur shaant izzat ka misaal rahi hain. 

Unhone mujhe ,,., sikhayi thi, chhoti chhoti galtiyon par narmi se daanta tha aur mushkil waqt mein parivaar ko sambhala tha. Agar yeh unki awaaz thi toh yeh sab kuch toot jaayega jo main unke baare mein sochta tha aur Qadir daada ji ko itna dard hoga jo unhone dashakon se unhe usi pyaar se dekha tha. 

Unhe is dhokhe ka pata chalne ka khayal unki duniya ki buniyad ko tootne wala tha aur main yeh soch nahi sakta tha ki main us pal ka gawah banun jismein sab toot jaaye. 

Mainne us siski ki awaaz ka srot dhoondhne ke liye aur gehra dekha. Mera dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki kaanon mein sunai de raha tha jab main ghar ke side ki deewar ke saath saath chupke se badh raha tha, chhaon mein chhupe hue. 

Siskiyan har kadam ke saath saaf hoti gayi — “Aaahhh… ooohhhh…” — saath mein bistar ki chir chir aur geeli thap thap ki awaazein jo mere pet ko muthiya deti thi. 

Main apni jagah carefully badalta raha, pardey aur khidkiyon ke alag alag gaps se jhaankta hua, andar ki halki roshni mein meri aankhein dhal rahi thi. Awaazein ghar ke side wale bedroom se aa rahi thi. 

Main deewar ke saath aur aage badha, saans rok kar, dhyan se us exact jagah ko dhoondhne ki koshish karte hue. Raat ki hawa meri chamdi par thandi thi lekin tanav ki wajah se mere maathe par paseena aa raha tha. 

Maine ek chhota sa gap dhundh liya jahaan parda poora nahi band tha aur dheere se jhuk gaya, haathon se windowsill ko pakad kar khud ko sambhalte hue. 

Phir mainne jhaanka aur dekha ki woh Suraj par sawar thi. 

Main chaunk gaya kyunki yeh nazara itna anjaana aur shocking tha ki meri saans gale mein atak gayi. Wahan meri daadi poori tarah nangi thi, uska sharir Suraj ki god mein upar neeche ho raha tha bechaini ke saath. 

Uski chamdi paseene se chamak rahi thi, uske bade stan har harkat ke saath uchhal rahe the, uska chehra tez sukh ka expression dikhata hua aankhein aadhi band aur muh khula hua. 

Suraj bistar par baitha tha, upar sirf safed baniyan pehne hue, uski jeans abhi bhi pehni hui thi lekin zip khuli hui, uska lund bahar nikla hua aur uske andar gehra dhansa hua. 

Uski poori nangi halat aur uske aadhe kapdon ka contrast is nazare ko aur bhi kacha, jaldi bhara aur haram bana raha tha. Main ek pal ke liye ruk gaya, yeh process nahi kar pa raha tha ki yeh sach mein ho raha tha. 





Suraj poora nanga nahi tha kai sambhavit kaaranon se jo unke chhupe hue chakkar ke sandarbh mein samajh aate the. Ek mazboot sambhavna yeh thi ki woh jaldi aur khatre bhare milan mein lage hue the kyunki unhe dar tha ki daada Qadir kabhi bhi anjaane mein ghar wapas aa sakte hain. 

Jeans pehne rehne se jaldi se chhupne ki suvidha thi — woh sirf zip band kar ke aise dikh sakte the jaise bas baat kar rahe hon ya baith kar baat kar rahe hon agar koi aa jaaye, poora nanga hone aur kapde pehenne ka time bach jaata tha. 

Daadi Zainab ki badi gaand zor zor se hil rahi thi kyunki woh Suraj ke lund par upar neeche tez harkaton se chadh rahi thi. Neeche se upar ki taraf dhakka aur upar se neeche ki taraf girne ki taakat ke kaaran uski chamdi har takraav par hilti aur jhilti ja rahi thi. 

Gurutvaakarshan aur uske sharir ki laya wali harkat ne yeh hilna saaf aur tez bana diya tha, yeh us baat ka nishaan tha ki woh kitni gehri vasna mein khoi hui thi aur kitni sakriyata se hissa le rahi thi. 

Main bahut der tak nahi dekha aur turant wapas dauda taaki Qadir ko dekhne se rok sakun. Mujhe pata tha ki woh daadi se kitna pyaar karte the — har baar jab woh unke baare mein baat karte unke chehre par likha hota tha — aur yeh dekh kar woh bilkul toot jaate. 

Main unhe itni badi musibat dekhne nahi de sakta tha. Yeh unke dil ko tood deta, aur mujhe unhe is dard se bachane ki bechain zaroorat mehsoos ho rahi thi, bhale hi mujhe khud yeh raaz uthaana pade. 

Us pal unki nirdoshata ko bachana mujhe sabse zaroori lag raha tha. 

Main aage wale darwaze ki taraf dauda lekin woh khula pada tha. Mujhe soch aa raha tha ki daada andar kaise aaye — shayad unke paas spare chabi thi jo woh hamesha emergency ke liye rakhte the, ya Suraj ke aane par daadi ne ghabrahat mein darwaza band karna bhool gayi thi. 

Ya shayad unhone pehle ki khatkhat par koi jawab na milne par dheere se dhakka dekar khol diya ho. Khula darwaza meri uljhan aur jaldi ko aur badha raha tha jab main andar ghus gaya. 

Main dheere se unka naam le kar unhe dhoondhne laga lekin nahi mila. “Daada Qadir? Daada?” main dheemi awaaz mein bolta hua ghar ke andar chalta raha, meri awaaz itni dheemi thi ki bedroom mein kisi ko pata na chale. Maine baithne wale kamre aur corridor dekhe lekin unka koi nishaan nahi tha. 

Ghar bilkul sannata mehsoos ho raha tha sirf bedroom se aane wali awaazon ke alawa. 

Main bedroom ki taraf dauda, ghabrahat mein kyunki mujhe sabse bura dar tha — ki unhone pehle hi dekh liya ho ya abhi dekhne wale hon. 

Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha, haathon ki hatheliyan paseene se bhar gayi thi aur dimag mein dar bhare khayal daud rahe the ki main kya dekhne wala hoon aur is musibat ko kaise rok sakta hoon. 

Maine siskiyon ki awaaz suni, woh bahut zor se thi. Woh zor se isliye thi kyunki daadi Zainab aur Suraj apni vasna mein poori tarah khoe hue the, yeh samajh kar ki ghar mein aur koi nahi hai. 

Unhe chup rehne ki koi zaroorat nahi thi aur unke sukh ki taakat ne unhe rok nahi paayi. 

Awaazein ghar ke andar fail rahi thi, khule bedroom ke darwaze ya jagah ki dhvani ke kaaran, hawa mein gehri aur rok nahi paayi siskiyon se bhar rahi thi. 

Maine daada Qadir ko darwaze par khade hue dekha, unke haath mein unke liye laaya hua pyaar ka phool gir pada. 

Woh darwaze par paththar ban kar khade the, unka chehra safed aur hairaan, chhota sa phoolon ka guldasta unke haathon se chhoot kar zameen par halke se gir pada. 





Main sun ho gaya. Woh rone lage. Apni biwi ko nangi aur doosre aadmi par chadh kar chudte hue dekh kar aur uske dhokhe ka ehsaas unke liye bahut zyada tha. 

Unke chehre par aansu beh rahe the jabki pyaar aur bharose ke saal ek pal mein toot gaye. Mujhe bhi sun mehsoos ho raha tha, hil nahi pa raha tha ya bol nahi pa raha tha, us pal ki bhayanakata ne mujhe bilkul jakad liya tha jab unki duniya toot ti hui dekh raha tha. 






Mujhe laga yeh sapna hai lekin aakhir daada Qadir ko sab kuch pata chal gaya. 

Yeh ajib lag raha tha, jaise kisi bura sapne mein ho jismein main jaag nahi pa raha tha, lekin haqiqat saaf thi — daada ko ab apni biwi ke baare mein sach pata chal gaya tha. 

Daadi Zainab ab khadi hokar chud rahi thi, Suraj uske peeche. Uski badi gaand har zor ke dhakke ke saath hil rahi thi jab woh peeche se uski chut chod raha tha, uske haath uski kamar ko mazbooti se pakde hue usko apni taraf khinch raha tha. 

Uski zor zor ki siskiyan hawa mein bhar rahi thi — “Aaahhh… ooohhhh Suraj… haan… mujhe aur zor se chod… aaahhh!” Woh zor se moan kar rahi thi kyunki khade hokar chodne ki sthiti se uske andar ke sensitive hisse par har dhakke se gehra asar pad raha tha. 





Sukh itna zyada tha aur pakde jaane ka khatra usmein aur uttejna bhar raha tha jis se woh aur bhi zor se awaaz nikaal rahi thi. Woh vasna mein khoi hui thi, uska sharir apne aap laya ke saath respond kar raha tha bina kisi rok ke. 

Suraj aur daadi Zainab daada Qadir ki ninda kar rahe the. Woh uski siskiyon ke beech dheemi, mazak udati hui awaaz mein baat kar rahe the. Suraj bol raha tha “Tera pati bahut kamzor aur buddha ho gaya hai, woh tujhe mere tarah chod nahi sakta. Woh mere saamne kuch nahi hai.” 

Daadi ne jawab diya “Qadir ab bekaar ho gaya hai. Woh mujhe ab santusht nahi kar sakta. Sirf tu hi mujhe aisa mehsoos karwata hai.” 

Daadi Zainab ne apne pati Qadir ki burai ki. 

Usne uske baare mein buri baatein kahi, usko namard aur bore bolti hui, keh rahi thi ki woh usko ab na sharirik taur par na mansik taur par jo chahiye woh de nahi sakta. Usse yeh nahi pata tha ki uska pati uske peeche khada sab kuch dekh raha tha. 

Qadir gehre zakhm se chot khaya. Unka chehra dard se bigad gaya, aansu behte hue, unka sharir hil raha tha jab unhone apni biwi ko apne mazak udate hue aur doosre aadmi se sukh lete hue suna. 

Yeh shabd talwaron ki tarah kaat rahe the, uske dhokhe ki gehraai aur uske liye izzat na hone ko saabit kar rahe the kai saalon ke rishte ke baad. 

Woh bilkul toota hua lag raha tha, unke kandhe jhuk gaye the, jaise zameen unke pairon ke neeche se nikal gayi ho. 

Daadi Zainab siskiyon ke saath Suraj ko chumti rahi jab woh uski chut chod raha tha, uski kamar ko mazbooti se pakde hue. 

Suraj ne uske kaan mein dheere se buri baatein kahi ki woh uske pati se kitna behtar hai aur ab woh uski ho chuki hai. “Tera buddha pati tujhe aisa nahi kar sakta. Tu ab meri randi hai Zainab.” 

Suraj ne bataya ki unka chakkar chhah mahine se chal raha tha. “Hum yeh chhah mahine se kar rahe hain, tere buddhe ke ghar par sote waqt chhup chhup kar. Tu ab meri hai Zainab.” 

Yeh Qadir ko aur zyada jhatka laga kyunki chakkar ke lambi muddat ka ehsaas tha ki yeh koi chhoti galti nahi balki chhah mahine ka socha samjha dhokha tha. 






Yeh dikha raha tha ki woh kitne lambe time se usse jhooth bol rahi thi, dhokhe ki gehraai kitni thi, jis se dard aur gehra aur bharosa bilkul toot gaya. Unka chehra aur bhi zyada toota hua dikha jab dhokhe ki poori haqiqat andar utar gayi. 

Daadi moan karte hue galti se apna sar ghumayi aur Qadir ko dekh liya. Uski aankhein hairaan aur bhayanakata se phail gayi jab usne samajha ki uska pati wahan khada sab dekh raha tha. Usne apni kaali pattern wali blouse jaldi se pehen li. 

Woh shocked thi, uska sharir sakht ho gaya lekin kai cheezein hui. Woh saans rok kar boli lekin sirf ek siski nikal gayi. 






Suraj abhi Qadir ko nahi dekha tha, woh dhakke maarta raha. Woh Qadir ki taraf dosh, dar aur abhi bhi vasna bhari aankhon se dekhti rahi, uska chehra aur laal ho gaya. 

Usne apni badi gaand ko Suraj ke lund par dhakelti rahi jabki woh Qadir ko dekh rahi thi: uljhan aur sukh ke zor ke wajah se uski kamar apne aap Suraj ke lund par peeche dhakelti rahi jabki woh apne pati ko shocked chehre se dekh rahi thi. 

Sharirik sukh itna tez tha ki turant ruk nahi pa rahi thi, uska sharir apne aap instinct se react kar raha tha jabki uska dimag is baat se ghum raha tha. 

Woh harkat jaari rakhe, apni gaand ko mazbooti se uski taraf dhakelti hui jabki uski aankhein Qadir ke toote hue chehre par lagi hui thi. 

Usi pal daada Qadir behosh ho kar gir pade. Sab kuch ka jhatka — kaam dekhna, burai sunna, chhah mahine ke chakkar ka pata chalna aur patni ko dekh kar bhi jaari rakhna — unke dil aur dimag ke liye bahut zyada tha. 

Unka sharir haar maan gaya aur woh zameen par behosh gir pade. 

Main ghar se bahut tez dauda. Mere pair mujhe darwaze ke bahar aur sadak par jitni tez le ja sakte the le ja rahe the, mera dil dar, dosh aur gehri udaasi se dhadak raha tha. 





Main peeche mud kar nahi dekha, ghar ki awaazein peeche chhooti ja rahi thi jab main raat mein gayab ho gaya. 

Mujhe kitna bura lag raha tha: pehle rok nahi paane ke dosh se pareshan, daada ke liye jo abhi apni duniya tooti hui dekh kar udaas, aur parivaar ke aage kya hoga iske dar se bhara. 

Saare raazon ka bojh — meri Ammi ka chakkar, ab daadi ka bhi — mujhe kuchal raha tha aur mujhe ehsaas tha ki main is dard ke liye zimmedaar hoon bhale hi main unhe bachane ki koshish kar raha tha. 

Mujhe nahi pata ki main jaane ke baad wahan kya hua. Mujhe nahi pata ki daada utha ya nahi, unke beech kya baat hui, koi jhagda hua ya nahi, ya daadi aur Suraj ka kya hua. 

Phir jab main jaane wala tha, maine darwaza khola aur mujhe Loubna mili, meri dost Jabir ki Ammi bahar khadi thi. 


 

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Main Loubna Aunty ka haath soch samajh ke bina pakad liya aur unhe ghar ke peeche ke aangan ki taraf kheench laya. Mere pair abhi bhi andar jo kuch maine Grandpa Qadir, Grandma Zainab aur Suraj ke saath dekha tha usse hil rahe the. Raat ki hawa meri chamdi par thandi thi lekin mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. 


Loubna Aunty — Jabir ki Ammi — mujhe badhti hui pareshani ke saath dekhti rahi jab hum ghar ke side se guzarte hue shaant aur andhere peeche ke aangan mein pahunche jahaan ped aur purana bird feeder tha. 

“Zaid, tujhe kya hua hai?” unhone dheemi aur pareshan awaaz mein poocha. “Tu bahut peela pad gaya hai. Tu ghar se aise kyun bhaga? Mujhe bata kya hua.” 





Main turant jawab nahi diya. Mera dimag abhi bhi Grandma Zainab ke nange sharir aur Suraj par chadh kar baithne ki tasveer se bhara hua tha, phir baad mein peeche se chodte hue jab Grandpa dekh kar behosh ho gaye. Loubna Aunty ka haath mere haath mein garam mehsoos ho raha tha. 

Woh ek sadharan gehri narangi saari pehne hue thi jo abhi bhi unke sharir ke bhari bharkam ubhaar ko saaf dikha rahi thi — moti aur bhari stan jo kapde ke andar dab rahe the aur moti gol gaand jo har kadam ke saath hil rahi thi. Main hamesha unke liye vasna mehsoos karta tha. 

Kai saalon se maine dekha tha ki unke bade stan kaise chalte waqt uchhalte hain aur unki moti gaand kapdon mein kaise bhar jaati hai. 

Woh meri best friend ki Ammi thi isliye unke baare mein aise vichar karne par mujhe bura lagta tha lekin woh bahut garam thi. 

Unke mature naram sharir aur yeh baat ki woh bilkul off-limits thi ne attraction ko aur mazboot bana diya tha. Main khud se nafrat karta tha lekin har baar unhe dekh kar meri nazar nahi hat paati. 

Woh ek ped ke neeche ruk gayi aur poori tarah meri taraf mud gayi. “Zaid, mujhse baat kar. Tu itna pareshan kyun hai? Kya tere grandparents ke saath kuch hua? Please mujhe bata.” 

Maine zor se thook nigali. “Aunty… bahut buri baat hai. Sach mein bahut buri.” 

“Kya hua? Tu mujhe dara raha hai.” 

“Maine kuch aisa dekha jo mujhe nahi dekhna chahiye tha.” 

“Tu ne kya dekha?” Unki aankhein mere chehre par dhoondh rahi thi. Woh abhi bhi sirf pareshan aur confused dikhti thi, aur kuch nahi. 

Maine saans li aur faisla kiya ki sach bata dunga. “Grandma Zainab andar Suraj ke saath hai. Woh… saath hain. Bilkul sach mein saath. Grandpa unke paas pahunch gaye the.” 

Loubna Aunty ki aankhein badi ho gayi. “Kya? Nahi. Yeh ho hi nahi sakta. Grandma Zainab? Teri daadi?” 

“Haan. Maine apni aankhon se dekha. Woh Grandpa ke saath dhokha kar rahi hain Suraj ke saath. Woh kai mahino se yeh kar rahi hain.” 

Woh shock mein mujhe dekhti rahi, unka muh thoda khula tha. “Tu serious hai? Mazak toh nahi kar raha?” 

“Main serious hoon. Mere saath aao. Main dikhaunga.” 

Main unhe dhyan se ghar ke side se le gaya jab tak hum usi khidki ke paas pahunche jahan se main pehle jhaanka tha. 

Parda abhi bhi thoda khula hua tha. Hum dono jhuk gaye. Andar Suraj abhi bhi Grandma Zainab ko chod raha tha. 

Woh ab bistar ke kinare jhuki hui thi, bilkul nangi, unki moti gaand har baar hil rahi thi jab woh peeche se usmein dhakel raha tha. 




Unhe Grandpa Qadir ki koi parwah nahi thi — woh abhi bhi zameen par pade hue the jahan behosh ho kar gir gaye the. 

Grandma Suraj ke lund par apni gaand peeche ki taraf dhakel rahi thi, zor zor se siskiyan leti hui, haathon se bedsheet pakde hue. Jaise Grandpa ka behosh hona unhe bilkul pata hi nahi tha. 

Loubna Aunty ne dheemi si siski bhari aur muh par haath rakh liya. “Oh my God… yeh sach hai. Woh sach mein… uske saath hai. Aur tera Grandpa wahan zameen par pada hai…” 

Main Loubna Aunty ke bilkul peeche khada tha. Is position se unki apni moti gaand saaf dikhai de rahi thi. 





Unki salwar ka kapda unki gol gaand par tight khinch raha tha. Maine halke se apna right haath unki gaand ke ubhaar par rakha itna halka ki unhe mehsoos nahi hua. 

Maine hamesha unki gaand ko bahut pasand kiya tha, woh naram moti shape, woh chalte waqt hilne ka andaaz, woh haathon ke neeche mehsoos hone ka ehsaas. Unki itni kareeb, itni moti aur naram dikhti gaand dekh kar mera pet ke neeche garam josh bharne laga. 

Mera lund hilne laga haalaanki ghar ke andar shocking scene jaari tha. 

Hum wahan lambi der tak khade rahe, dono dekhte hue. Phir Loubna Aunty thoda meri taraf mud gayi, abhi bhi shocked thi. 

“Zaid, yeh… mujhe pata nahi kya kahoon. Teri daadi… aur woh aadmi… aur tera bechara Grandpa…” 

“Mujhe pata hai,” maine dheere se kaha. “Maine Grandpa ko rokne ki koshish ki thi lekin main der kar chuka tha.” 

Unhone dheere se sar hilaya. “Yeh kitne time se chal raha hai?” 

“Chhah mahine, Suraj ne jo kaha uske mutabik.” 

“Chhah mahine…” Unhone phir khidki se andar dekha, unka chehra pareshan tha. “Yeh teri family ko barbaad kar dega.” 

Jab woh abhi bhi khidki ki taraf mud kar baat kar rahi thi, main ek pal ke liye control kho baitha. 

Mera haath apne aap badh gaya aur maine unki moti gaand ko poora muhthi mein pakad liya. Woh gosht mere haath ke neeche naram aur bhari tha. Woh chaunk kar ghum gayi, aankhein shock se badi ho gayi. 





“Zaid! Tu kya kar raha hai?!” 

Maine turant apna haath peeche kheench liya lekin uski moti gaand ka mehsoos mere haath par abhi bhi bana hua tha. “Maaf karna… main… mujhe nahi pata kyun maine aisa kiya.” 

Usne mujhe ghoorti hui tez saans le rahi thi. “Tune meri… kaise kar sakta hai? Main tere dost ki Ammi hoon!” 

“Mujhe pata hai. Maaf karna. Yeh bas… ho gaya.” 

“Yeh koi bahana nahi hai. Tu mujhe aise nahi chhoo sakta.” 

Woh mujhe daantti rahi, uski awaaz dheemi lekin mazboot thi, mujhe bata rahi thi ki yeh kitna galat tha, woh kitni nirash thi, mujhe seemaon ka samman karna chahiye. 

Main sun raha tha lekin meri nazar baar baar uske sharir par ja rahi thi. Jab woh baat karti rahi main aage jhuka aur uske honton par ek baar chum liya — tez, sakht, phir peeche hat gaya. 

Woh jam si gayi, aankhein badi ho gayi. Hum dono kuch seconds tak poori khamoshi mein ek dusre ko dekhte rahe. Sirf door se sone ke kamre ki siskiyan aur raat ke halke keede ki awaazein sunai de rahi thi. 

Maine usko phir se chuma. Is baar main turant nahi hat gaya. Mere hont uske honton par dab gaye aur kuch pal ke sakht hairaani ke baad woh peeche nahi hati. 






Uska muh mere neeche naram tha. Mere haath phir se uski moti gaand par pahunch gaye, dono haath ab uske naram bhari gaand ke tukdon ko pakad kar mal rahe the. 

Uske gosht mere ungliyon ke neeche dab raha tha, garam aur mulayam. Mujhe us tarah bahut pasand tha ki woh mere haathon mein bhar rahi thi, woh tarah jo chhoti ladkiyon ke sharir se bilkul alag thi — mota, naram, zyada pakka. Us narmi ne sharm aur uttejna ko mila kar kuch bahut tez bana diya tha. 

Hum dono saans lene ke liye alag hue. Loubna Aunty ke gaal laal ho gaye the. 

“Zaid… yeh galat hai,” usne dheere se kaha. 

“Mujhe pata hai. Mujhe Jabir ke liye bura lagta hai. Woh mera dost hai. Main… maine ek baar uski girlfriend Priya ke saath bhi sone ki galti kar li thi. Uske liye bhi maaf karna. Lekin jab main tere paas hota hoon toh mera dimag theek se nahi chalta.” 

Usne mujhe ek uljhe hue chehre se dekha. “Tune Priya ke saath sone ki galti ki thi?” 

“Haan. Yeh galti thi. Bilkul is jaise. Main baar baar aisi cheezein karta rehta hoon jo mujhe nahi karni chahiye.” 

Maine usko phir se chuma, is baar naram aur kuch seconds baad ruk gaya. Hum dono phir se ek dusre ko dekhte rahe. Humare beech ki hawa bhari hui mehsoos ho rahi thi. 

Phir maine usko phir se chumna shuru kiya aur is baar woh bhi respond karne lagi. 

Uske hont mere honton ke saath hilne lage. Uska ek haath mere seene par aaya, bilkul door nahi dhakel raha tha. 

Mujhe bilkul pata nahi tha ki woh kyun respond kar rahi thi — shayad jo humne abhi dekha tha uska shock, shayad akelapan, shayad kuch aisa jo usne bahut din se mehsoos kiya tha lekin kabhi maana nahi tha. Jo bhi wajah ho, woh mujhe wapas chum rahi thi. 

Bahut der baad main hat gaya, apna mobile nikaala aur usko apna number de diya. “Agar kabhi baat karna ho… in sab ke baare mein.” 

Main muda aur chal pada, usko peeche ke aangan mein hairaan khadi chhod kar, uske hont abhi bhi thode se khule hue, uska haath us jagah par jahan maine uski gaand pakdi thi. 

Agle din hum picnic par gaye. Main, Ammi, Gajendra aur abba. Yeh picnic Gajendra ne plan kiya tha, usne kaha ki recent parivaar ke tanav ke baad taaza hawa sabke liye achhi rahegi. 

Abba itna bewakoof tha. Usse abhi bhi kuch pata nahi tha ki uski biwi ek poori randi ban chuki thi. Woh muskurata hua gaadi pack karne mein madad kar raha tha, parivaar ke saath time bitane ki baatein kar raha tha. 

Usse bilkul khayal nahi tha ki Ammi ne uske saath phone par baat karte hue hi Gajendra ka lund choos liya tha, usne uske liye apni shaadi ki anguthi phenk di thi, usne apne hi bistar par aur hotelon mein usse chodne diya tha. 

Abba cooler aur bags uthaye muskurate hue, bilkul andha tha is baat se ki uske saath chal rahi aurat ne apna sharir aur wafadari dusre aadmi ko de di thi. 

Uska vishwas poora aur beizzati bhara tha. Woh Ammi ki har baat maanta tha, har bahana accept karta tha aur kabhi shak nahi kiya ki Gajendra ko di gayi “madad” asal mein sharirik thi. 

Usse dekh kar mere seene mein kuch thanda jam gaya. Woh picnic par pati aur baap ban kar ja raha tha jabki Ammi aur Gajendra ke beech asli rishta uski naak ke neeche hi jaari tha. 

Jab hum picnic spot pahunche — nadi ke paas shaant jagah jahan pedon ka ghera tha — main, abba aur Gajendra ne teen tents lagane shuru kiye. 






Ek abba aur Ammi ke liye, ek mere liye aur ek Gajendra ke liye. Hum ne zameen mein khunte thok diye, kapde tight kiye aur sleeping bags theek kiye. 

Abba khushi khushi kaam kar raha tha, mazaak kar raha tha ki kitne din baad taaron ke neeche sona hua hai. Gajendra muskurata hua madad kar raha tha, kabhi kabhi jab abba nahi dekh raha tha uski nazar Ammi par pad jaati thi. 

Baad mein jab main Ammi ke tent ke paas tha maine suna woh makeup laga rahi thi. Uska phone baja. Woh daadi Zainab ka tha. Main chup raha aur sunta raha. 

Daadi ki awaaz speaker se aayi, thodi saans phooli hui aur lagbhag hansne jaisi. “Shahida, tu yakeen nahi karegi kal raat kya hua.” 

Ammi ki awaaz savdhani wali thi. “Ammi? Kya hua? Aap kahan hain?” 





“Main hospital mein Qadir ke saath hoon. Woh behosh ho gaya. Usne mujhe aur Suraj ko pakad liya.” 

Lambi khamoshi rahi. Phir Ammi ne kaha, “Kya?” 

Daadi ne phir se hanssi di, dheemi aur gandi. “Usne sab kuch dekh liya. Main Suraj ke upar baithi hui thi, phir Suraj mujhe peeche se chod raha tha. Qadir kuch phool pakde hue wahan khada reh gaya. Phir woh gir pada. Doctor kehte hain usko jo kuch usne dekha uski yaad bilkul nahi. Kisi shock ki wajah se. Ab woh aaram kar raha hai.” 

Ammi kuch der chup rahi. Phir uski awaaz dheemi aur lagbhag prashansa se bhari aayi. “Aap ek poori randi hain Ammi. Aapko savdhaan rehna chahiye.” 

“Mujhe pata hai. Lekin itna achha laga. Aur ab woh hospital mein hai aur usko kuch yaad nahi. Uske liye jaise kuch hua hi nahi.” 





Ammi ne saans chhodi. “Yeh sab mujhe aapse mila hai. Yeh… zaroorat. Yeh randi jaisa vyavhaar. Aapko dekh kar main samajh jaati hoon ki main Gajendra ke saath kyun nahi ruk paati. Yeh hamare khoon mein hai. Aapne mujhe bina maane hi sikha diya.” 

Daadi ki awaaz narmi se ek saajish wali si ho gayi. “Toh ab tum kya kar rahi ho?” 

“Hum picnic par hain. Main, Hussein, Zaid aur Gajendra. Gajendra ne plan kiya tha. Hussein ko abhi bhi kuch pata nahi. Main Gajendra se itni badi chah rahi hoon ki woh mujhe chode. Aaj raat, agar main nikal paayi. Hussein itna bharosa karta hai ki hasi aati hai. Woh sochta hai hum bas ek normal parivaar hain jo bahar din guzaar rahe hain.” 

Woh dono usi randi jaisi, samajhne wali tone mein baat karti rahi — Daadi batati rahi ki Suraj kitna achha lagta hai, Ammi maanti rahi ki woh Gajendra ke lund ke liye kitni taras rahi hai, dono apne patiyon ko insaan nahi balki rukawat ki tarah treat kar rahi thi. 

Main call khatam hone tak sunta raha, mera pet ulat-pulat ho raha tha. 

Raat ko hum bonfire ke aaspaas baith gaye. Aag ki laatein humare beech char-char aur phat-phat kar rahi thi. 





Abba kaam aur taaron ke baare mein baat kar raha tha. Ammi muskurati aur sar hilati rahi. Gajendra aag ko shaant, santusht expression se dekh raha tha. Mera phone buzz hua. Yeh Loubna Aunty thi. Usne mujhe message kiya. 

Main screen ko dekh kar hairaan reh gaya. Ammi ne mujhe tense aur bechain dekhte hue notice kiya. Usne eyebrow uthayi. 

Maine jaldi se yeh bahana banaya ki mujhe call lena hai aur aag ki roshni se door jungle ki taraf chala gaya. 

Mujhe apne dost ki maa ke saath flirt karne mein koi khaas bura nahi lag raha tha. 

Seemaa pehle hi peechli raat paar ho chuki thi jab maine usko chuma tha aur uski gaand pakdi thi. 

Ek baar yeh ho gaya, toh guilt bas peeche ki awaaz ban gaya. Mujhe uske naram sharir aur us tarike ki aur zaroorat thi jis tarah usne mujhe wapas chumne shuru kar diya tha. 

Hum baat karne lage. Baatcheet bahut der tak chalti rahi. 

Loubna: Mujhe abhi bhi yeh theek nahi lagta ki tumne mujhe kal raat chuma. 

Main: Mujhe pata hai. Maaf kar do. Main control kho baitha. 

Loubna: Tum Jabir ke dost ho. Yeh complicated hai. 

Main: Mujhe pata hai. Lekin main iske baare mein sochna nahi rok pa raha. 

Loubna: Mujhe kuch mehsoos hua. Mujhe nahi pata kya. Lekin woh tha. 

Main: Mujhe bhi mehsoos hua. 

Loubna: Humein yeh aage nahi badhana chahiye. 

Main: Mujhe pata hai nahi badhana chahiye. Lekin main chahta hoon. 

Messages chalte rahe. Usne maana ki woh kiss ke baare mein soch rahi thi. 

Maine usse kaha ki main uske sharir ko apne dimag se nahi hata pa raha. Phir, bina mere maange, usne apni ek photo bhej di jismein woh tight blouse pehne hue thi jo uske bhaari stanon ki shape saaf dikha rahi thi. 

Kapda un bhari golaon par tan gaya tha, neckline itni neeche thi ki upar ke naram gol hisse dikh rahe the. 

Photo dekhte hi mere andar ek thandi pakki baat baith gayi: saari auratein randi hoti hain chahe kuch bhi ho. Meri apni Ammi Gajendra ke liye ek poori randi ban chuki thi jabki abba ke liye perfect biwi ka natak karti thi. 

Meri daadi Suraj ko chhe mahine se chod rahi thi aur uske pati ke unko dekhte hue gir padne par bhi usse farak nahi pada. 

Aur ab Loubna Aunty — mere best friend ki izzatdaar maa — mujhe apne sharir ki photo bhej rahi thi baad iske ke maine uski gaand pakdi thi aur usko chuma tha. 

Pattern bilkul wahi tha. Sharminda kapdon aur parivaar ke roles ke neeche, un sabmein wahi bhookh thi. 

Jaise hi darwaza thoda sa bhi khula, randi nikal aayi. Isse farak nahi padta ki woh kitni '., kitni shaadi-shuda ya kitni “achhi” dikhti thi. Zaroorat hamesha wahan thi, intezaar karti hui. 

Main uske bhaari stanon ki photo ko dekhte hue turant muth maarne laga. 

Maine socha uski moti gaand mere haathon ke neeche kaisi lagi thi, kitni naram aur bhari thi, kaise usne mujhe wapas chumne shuru kar diya tha. 

Maine socha woh kahin akeli baithi hui mere liye woh photo kheench rahi hogi. Mera haath tez hota gaya. 

Uske bade boobs ki image aur uski gaand ki yaad un sab cheezon ke saath mil gayi jo maine dekhi thi — Ammi ghutno ke bal, Daadi Suraj ke upar — jab tak main ghaas par zor se jhad gaya, saans phoolti hui. 

Baad mein mujhe phir bura laga. Woh abhi bhi Jabir ki maa thi. Maine ek aur seemaa paar kar li thi. 

Uska agla message jaldi aa gaya: Reply karne mein itna time kyun lag raha hai? Kya tum theek ho? 

Maine haath pochha, short jawab type kiya ki main theek hoon, phir phone rakh diya aur tents ki taraf wapas chal pada. 

Jab main campsite pahuncha, abba pehle se hi apne sleeping bag mein so raha tha, us tent mein jo woh Ammi ke saath share kar raha tha. 

Uski saans gehri aur bhaari thi. Ammi aur Gajendra marte hue aag ke paas kareeb baith kar dheemi awaaz mein baat kar rahe the. 

Mainne turant samajh liya ki unhone abba ko nasha diya hai. Yeh hi ek explanation thi is baat ki ki woh khane ke baad itni jaldi aur itne poore tarike se so gaya. 

Gajendra ne zaroor uske khaane ya peene mein kuch mila diya hoga taaki Ammi raat ke liye azad ho jaaye. Abba ka un dono par abhi bhi bharosa isko aasaan bana raha tha. 

Main apne tent mein gaya aur let gaya. 

Kuch der baad main bahar soft harkaton ki awaaz se uth gaya. 

Main uth kar baahar dekha. Camp khali tha. Ammi aur Gajendra gayab the. 

Main tent se chupke se nikal gaya aur unke silhouettes ko chandni mein nadi ki taraf jaate hue dekha. Main door se trees ke beech chhupte hue unke peeche gaya. 

Paani ke paas unhone ruk kar ghaas par blanket bichhaya aur chumne lage. Ammi Gajendra ke upar thi. Unke shareer pedon ke neeche dabey hue the, nadi ki awaaz unki dheemi awaazon ko dhak rahi thi. 

Agla hissa mein pata chalega ki aage kya hua 




 

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Mujhe is kahani ko aage badhane se pehle seedha un logon se baat karni hai jo yeh padh rahe hain. 

Apni hi Ammi ko kisi doosre aadmi se chudte hue dekhna meri zindagi ki sabse badi aur sabse behtar cheez ban chuka hai. Main is baat ko poori tarah se kehta hoon. 

Ismein koi bhi atyukti nahi hai. Pehli baar jab maine usko Gajendra ke liye ghutno ke bal baithte dekha, pehli baar jab maine uski woh siskiyan suni jo mere abba ke liye nahi thi. 

Pehli baar jab maine kisi doosre aadmi ka lund usi shareer ke andar gayab hote dekha jisne ek samay mujhe pet mein rakha tha, us pal ne mere andar kuch aisa badal diya jo ab kabhi wapas nahi jaayega. 

Yeh kisi bhi safalta, kisi bhi dosti, kisi bhi aam sukh se kai guna behtar hai jo maine kabhi mehsoos kiya. 

Woh sharm, woh khatra, uska chehra jab badalta hai jab uska istemal ho raha hota hai, yeh jaanna ki wohi muh jo mere abba ko raat ko goodnight ka kiss deta hai abhi kisi aur ke lund ke aaspaas faila hua tha—yeh sab ek aisi bhookh ko khilaata hai jisse koi aur cheez nahi chhoo sakti. 

Agar tumne kabhi yeh mehsoos nahi kiya toh main poori taakat se tumhe yeh kehna chahta hoon ki kisi tarah se isko paao. Apni Ammi ko, ya kisi ki Ammi ko, us aadmi se chudte hue dekho jisko usko chhoone ka koi haq nahi hai. 

Us bijli jaisi jhatke ko mehsoos karo jab tum jaante ho ki tum parivaar ki tasveer ke tootne ko dekh rahe ho jabki tumhara apna lund haath mein dhadak raha hota hai. Woh guilt is sukh ka hissa hai. 

Pakde jaane ka dar is sukh ka hissa hai. Yeh jaanna ki tum itne paap jama kar rahe ho jinka kabhi toba nahi karoge, yeh bhi is sukh ka hissa hai. 

Ek baar iska swaad le lo toh aam sex bilkul pheeka aur khali lagta hai. Yeh asli cheez hai. Yeh jeene ka sabse uncha roop hai jo maine paaya hai. Main chahta hoon ki doosre log bhi wohi mehsoos karein jo main mehsoos karta hoon, kyunki isko akela uthana lagbhag bahut zyada ho jaata hai. 

Ab wapas us raat ki taraf jo nadi ke paas hui thi. 

Gajendra ne usko itna zor se chuma ki uske zor se Ammi peeche kambal par gir gayi. Uske muh ne uske honton ko kuchal diya, jeebh uske honton ke andar zor se ghus gayi, daant halki si ragadte hue jaise woh usko kacchi bhookh se apna bana raha ho. 

Uske ek haath ne uske sar ke peeche baalon mein ungliyan phansa li, usko jagah par pakde hue, jabki doosra haath uski kamar ke neeche dabata raha, uske shareer ko apne se chipkaaye hue. 

Woh kiss bahut der tak chalta raha, geela aur gehra, unke muhon ke milne ki awaaz thodi door nadi ke dheeme behne ke saath mil rahi thi. 







Jab usne aakhir mein muh hataya toh unke honton ke beech ek patli laar ki ladi ek second ke liye latki phir toot gayi. 

Ammi ka seena tez tez upar neeche ho raha tha. Uski aankhein dheemi chandni mein badi badi thi. 

“Gajendra… mujhe dar lag raha hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz dheemi aur kaanpti hui. “Sach mein bahut dar. Hum bilkul khule mein hain. Koi bhi yahan se guzar sakta hai. Hussein tent mein sirf thodi door hai. Agar woh uth gaya toh? Agar woh mujhe dhoondhne aaya toh?” 

Gajendra ne apna wazan badla taaki woh uske upar jhuk sake, ek haath abhi bhi uski gardan ke kinare par. 

“Mujhe dekho,” usne kaha, uski awaaz mazboot lekin sakht nahi. “Hussein nahi uthega. Jo goliyaan maine uske khaane mein mili thi woh usko kai ghanton tak soye rakhegi. Tent itne door hain ki aam awaazein us tak nahi pahunchegi. Pedon se raaste ka nazar nahi aata. Yahan sirf hum hain.” 

“Lekin agar koi aur raat mein ghum raha ho? Koi camping wala, ya kisi doosre group ka koi?” 

“Toh hum unko dekhne se pehle hi sun lenge. Har mumkin khatre ke baare mein sochna band karo aur mujhpar dhyan do.” 

Ammi ne thook nigla. “Main sochna nahi rok paati. Har baar jab hum yeh karte hain mujhe lagta hai ki main sab kuch daav par laga rahi hoon. Apni shaadi, apna parivaar, apni izzat. Yahan toh aur bhi bura lagta hai kyunki koi darwaza nahi hai band karne ko.” 

“Tum mere saath isliye aayi kyunki tumhe yeh chahiye tha,” Gajendra ne jawab diya. “Jab hum tent se nikal rahe the tabhi tum geeli thi. Yeh mat dikhao ki dar usse zyada strong hai jo tumhe abhi chahiye.” 

“Mujhe abhi bhi dar lag raha hai.” 

“Toh dar ko main sambhalta hoon.” Usne apna haath uski taraf se neeche sarkaaya, uski kamar ke gol hisse par, aur uski safed patloon ke kamar band ko khincha. “Yeh utaar do. Main tumhe theek se dekhna chahta hoon.” 








Ammi ne baayein daayein nazar daali, uski aankhein andheri pedon ki line, campsite ki taraf jaane wale dheeme raaste, aur paani ke kinare gehri chhaayon ko jaanch rahi thi. Usne kai seconds tak hichkichaya, phir dheere dheere patloon ko apni kamar aur jaanghon se neeche dhakel diya. 

Usse unhe poori tarah utaarne ke liye apni kamar kambal se upar uthani padi. 

Jab kapda aakhir mein uske takno se nikal gaya toh usne patloon ek taraf rakh di aur sirf apni safed panty mein reh gayi. Patla kapda beech mein pehle se hi uski uttejna se geela aur gehra ho chuka tha. Woh har kuch seconds mein apna sar ghumati rahi, baar baar aaspaas check karti rahi. 

“Kya koi hai?” usne dheere se kaha. “Mujhe lagta rehta hai jaise koi dekh raha ho.” 

“Koi nahi dekh raha,” Gajendra ne kaha. “Sirf main. Aage badho.” 

Ammi ki ungliyan safed panty ke kinaron mein phans gayi. 

Main ek ped ke peeche chhupa hua tha aur main pehle se hi apni pant ka zip khol raha tha taaki phir se dekhna shuru kar sakoon. Mujhe apne aap se bahut sharm aa rahi thi lekin mujhe parwah nahi thi. 








Usne ruk kar zor se saans li. “Yeh itna sharamnak lag raha hai. Hum bahar hain, lagbhag kuch pehne bina, raat ki hawa meri twacha par, jaante hue ki mera pati paas mein so raha hai. Kaun si aurat aisa karti hai?” 

“Woh jo iski zaroorat mehsoos karti hai,” Gajendra ne jawab diya. “Utaar do. Tum gandi randi.” 

Usne panty dheere dheere neeche sarkaayi. Kapda uski jaanghon ke beech thodi der chipka raha phir usne usko azaad kar diya. 

Usne chhote se safed kapde ko ek haath mein pakda, usko dekhti rahi, phir usko kambal ke kinare ghaas mein phenk diya. 

“Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha ki maine yeh kar diya,” usne kaha, uski awaaz sharm se bhari. “Maine apni panty mitti mein phenk di jaise uska koi matlab hi nahi tha. Main ek shaadi shuda aurat hoon. Ek Ammi. Aur main yahan nadi ke kinare kisi doosre aadmi ke liye nangi hoon.” 

Gajendra ne time barbaad nahi kiya. Usne uski kamar ko mazbooti se pakda aur usko ghumaya taaki woh usse door muh kare, phir usko kambal par haath aur ghutno ke bal dhakel diya. Position ke achanak badalne se usne siski bhari. 

“Gajendra—ruko—tum kya kar rahe ho?” 

“Ab main chahta hoon ki tum jhuk jaao,” usne kaha, pehle se hi uske peeche position lete hue. “Main ab aur intezaar nahi karna chahta.” 

Ammi ki safed patloon aur blouse dono pehle ki rough harkaton se phaade hue the—blouse ki ek aasteen kandhe se phati hui thi, kapda dheela latak raha tha, aur patloon ka kamar band phat chuka tha. 

Gajendra ki apni patloon aur kameez bhi aisi hi haalat mein thi: kameez ke kai button gayab, ek taraf lambi phaad, aur patloon ka zip zor se khola hua aur toota hua. Yeh bigde kapde is baat ko mushkil bana dete ki agar abba uth jaaye aur unhe dhoondhne aaye toh unhe badi dikkat hogi. 

Unhe yeh kahani banana padegi ki woh paani mein gir gaye ya kapda kisi daal se atak gaya, lekin sach phaade hue kinaron mein saaf tha—woh itne bechain aur itne rough the ki kapdon ko theek rakhne ki unhe parwah nahi thi. Tent tak bina dhyan khinche wapas jaana mushkil hoga. 

Ammi pehle se hi geeli thi. Jab Gajendra ne uski ungliyan uski jaanghon ke beech chalayi, uski chut ke hont geele aur khule hue the, dheemi roshni mein bhi uski uttejna se chamak rahe the. Usne apne anguthe aur ungli se unhe thoda failaya, geelepan ko unke beech tanate hue dekhta raha. 

“Tum bilkul bheegi hui ho,” usne kaha. “Tum poori shaam iske baare mein sochti rahi ho.” 

“Haan,” Ammi ne maana, uski awaaz sirf dheemi si. “Jab hum aag ke aaspaas baithe the tab bhi main mehsoos kar rahi thi. Har baar jab tum mujhe dekhte the main aur geeli hoti jaati thi. Main khud se nafrat karti thi iske liye, lekin mera shareer nahi sunta tha.” 

“Achha. Kyunki main intezaar nahi kar raha.” 

Usne apne aap ko line kiya aur ek hi zor aur force wale jhatke mein apna lund uske andar dhakel diya. Achanak failne se Ammi chillayi—ek tez, unchi awaaz jo shaant raat ko kaat gayi. “Aaaaahhh Uuhhhh Gajeeendraaaaa!!!! Oohhhh sshiitt ooohhhhhhhh” 








“Chup!” Gajendra ne siskari bhari, ek haath uske muh par dabate hue. “Kya tu chahti hai ki poora campsite tujhe sun le? Chillana band kar warna main aur bura karunga.” 

Ammi ki awaaz uske haath ke neeche dabti hui nikli. “Aaahhh oohhhhhh Dard ho raha hai—bahut gehra hai—please dheere karo—” 

“Saans le aur le. Tu ne hi maanga tha.” 

Usne pehle dheere dheere chodna shuru kiya, lambe gehre jhatke jo har dhakke ke saath usko blanket par aage dhakelte the. 

Uske lund ke andar bahar nikalne ki geeli awaaz shaant raat mein saaf sunai de rahi thi. Ammi ki ungliyan blanket ke kapde mein ghus gayi thi. 

Jhatkon ke beech woh apna sar uthati rahi aur idhar udhar dekhati rahi—baayein taraf pedon ki taraf, daayein taraf raste ki taraf, kandhe ke upar peeche—kyunki pakde jaane ka dar uske andar se poori tarah nahi gaya tha jabki woh bhar rahi thi. 








Kuch der baad Gajendra ne raftaar badha di. Uske kamar ke hisse aage ki taraf aur zor se aur tez jhatke maarne lage, uske sharir ke uski gaand se takrane ki awaaz tez hoti gayi. Usne ek haath neeche le jaakar uske stanon ko dabaya, nipples ko pinch kiya, phir uski kamar ko peeche khinch kar har jhatke se milaya. 

Ammi ki dabti hui siskiyan uske haath ke kinaron se nikal rahi thi. Woh hard jhatkon ke beech bhi baayein daayein dekhati rahi, aankhein badi, kyunki kisi ke sunne ya dekhne ka khatra har sensation ko aur tez aur khatarnak bana raha tha. 

Mere pedon ke beech chhupe hue jagah se main pehle se hi muth maar raha tha. Mera haath apne lund par dheere dheere hil raha tha jab main apni hi Ammi ko haath aur ghutno ke bal dekh raha tha, khule aasmaan ke neeche nadi ke kinare doosre aadmi ka lund lete hue. 

Mujhe pata tha yeh galat hai. Mujhe pata tha har second ismein un paapon ki list badha raha hai jin se maine kabhi tauba nahi ki—usko dekhna, uske istemal hone ke nazare se apne aap ko chhoona, chup rehna jab woh beizzat ho rahi thi, apne abba ke dhokhe mein sukh paana. 












Paap bade the aur bina rukawat ke jama hote ja rahe the: vasna, beizzati, chhupkar dekhna, usko is halat mein dekh kar jo andhera sukh mil raha tha. 

Mujhe pata tha yeh galat hai, lekin mujhe parwah nahi thi, kyunki paap itna achha lag raha tha. 

Uske sharir ko liye jaane ka nazara, uske chillane se rokne ki koshish ki awaaz, yeh jaanna ki abba sirf thodi door soye hue hain—sab kuch sukh ko aur tez aur gehra bana raha tha. Main hilata raha, aankhein scene par atki hui, ek second ke liye bhi nazar nahi hatayi. 

Gajendra ne ek pal ke liye dheera kiya aur uski taangon ke beech neeche dekha. “Teri chut abhi bhi kitni tight hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz kadak thi. “Aaj raat jo kuch kiya uske baad bhi har baar jab main andar dhakealta hoon toh yeh mujhe pakad leti hai.” 

Ammi ki saans uneven thi. “Kyunki main darti hoon. Mera poora sharir tight hai.” 

“Nahi. Kyunki tu isi ke liye bani hai. Tight aur geeli ek saath. Main mehsoos kar raha hoon yeh mujhe andar khinch rahi hai.” 

Woh bhi usi tarah clearing ke aaspaas dekh raha tha jaise woh, chhaon check karte hue aur kisi ajib awaaz ke liye sunte hue, jabki woh dhakka maarta raha. Yeh shared vigilance unke beech ke charged mahaul ko aur badha raha tha. 

Phir uski awaaz badal gayi. “Apni gaand ke cheekh failao main teri gaand chodna chahta hoon.” 

Ammi ka sharir sakht ho gaya. “Nahi. Gajendra, nahi. Main chillaungi. Yeh bahut zyada hai. Yahan nahi. Is tarah nahi.” 

“Tu legi.” 

“Please—mat karo. Main bahut zor se awaaz nikaalungi. Koi sun lega. Agar tum woh kiye toh main chup nahi reh paungi.” 

Usne nahi suna. Usne dheemi lekin kadak awaaz mein usko galiyan deni shuru kar di, usko randi, gandi shaadi shuda randi, woh aurat jo apne pati ke soye hue sirf meters door hone par bhi doosre aadmi ke liye taangein failati hai. 

Usne uski gaand par itna zor se thappad maara ki saaf laal nishan pad gaya, phir doosri taraf bhi. “Tu pehle se hi mera ched hai. Yeh wala ab agli baari hai.” 

Usne usko blanket par pet ke bal litaya, uska chehra ek taraf, ek gaal kapde se dabaya hua. 

Ammi toot-ti hui awaaz mein bheekh maangne lagi. “Please mat karo. Meri gaand nahi. Main bahut zor se awaaz nikaalungi. Please, Gajendra—please—” 

Usne seedha uski gaand ke ched par thook diya. Geeli awaaz shaant raat mein saaf thi. “Khol.” 

“Main nahi kar sakti—main darti hoon—please—” 

Usne apne lund ke sir ko tight muscle ke ring par dabaya. Ammi ne zor se kas liya, uska sharir instinctive inkaar mein jam gaya. 

Usne kas liya kyunki dard aur dar ne uske sharir ko apne aap ko bachane ki koshish karwayi, kyunki usko laga yeh itna risky hai, kyunki chillane aur sunne ka khayal usko is kaam se zyada dara raha tha. 

Gajendra ka control toot gaya. “Mujhse mat lado.” Usne phir se dhakka maara, is baar aur zor se, aur lund ka sir tight ring se andar ghusa. Ammi ki cheekh tez aur oonchi nikli, uski pehli awaazon se bhi zor ki. 

Cheekh pedon se hote hue door tak gayi. Main hairaan tha ki awaaz kitni door tak pahunchi. 







Main pareshan tha kyunki campsite utna door nahi tha, kyunki abba awaaz se jag sakte the, kyunki raat ko raste par chal raha koi bhi nadi ke kinare ek aurat ki cheekh sun kar jaanchne aata. 

Gajendra nahi ruka. Usne aur gehra dhakka diya jab tak uska lund uski gaand mein poora dab nahi gaya. 

Ammi ka sharir uske neeche hil raha tha. Usne uski gaand ko steady gehre jhatkon se chodna shuru kiya, tight ring har baar bahar nikalte aur andar jaate waqt usko mazbooti se pakad raha tha. 

“Yeh ched ab mera hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz sukh se kadak thi. “Woh ched jahaan se tu shit karti hai ab mera hai. Mujhe yeh jaanna bahut pasand hai. Mujhe yeh sochna pasand hai ki teri fart aur yeh jagah jahaan se tu shit nikaalti hai, aur ab mera lund iske andar hai.” 

Ammi ki awaaz phat gayi. “Please aise mat bolo—please—mujhe itna ganda mehsoos hota hai—please us baare mein baat band karo—” 

“Tu gandi hai. Tu ek shaadi shuda aurat hai jiske shithole mein doosre aadmi ka lund hai. Bol.” 

“Main nahi—” 

Usne usko aur zor se choda, uske jhatkon ki taakat se uska sharir blanket par aage hil raha tha. “Bol.” 

“Main… gandi hoon… please us baare mein baat band karo—” 

“Tu mere lund par shit nahi karegi. Samajh gayi?” 








Ammi ne usse koi vaada nahi kiya. Woh sirf siski bhar rahi thi aur apna chehra blanket mein aur zor se dabati rahi, un awaazon ko dabane ki koshish mein jo har gehre jhatke ke saath nikal rahi thi. 

Main pehle se hi jhad raha tha. Mera haath tez hota gaya jab main apni Ammi ki gaand ko istemal hote hue dekh raha tha. 

Doosra orgasm pehle se bhi tez aaya, mera sharir hil raha tha jab main andhere mein jhuk kar baitha raha, Gajendra ke lund ke baar baar uske andar gayab hone ke nazare se nazar nahi hata pa raha tha. 

Phir mujhe kadmon ki awaaz sunai di. 

Main jam gaya, dil pasliyon se takra raha tha. Ek pal ke liye mujhe laga yeh phir se Grandpa Qadir hain, pichhli raat ka koi asambhav echo. 

Lekin awaaz alag thi: bhaari boots zameen par, torch ke switch on hone ki narmi metallic click. Gajendra aur Ammi ne bhi sun liya. 








Gajendra ka sharir tight ho gaya; woh pehle se hi Ammi ki gaand ke andar gehra jhad chuka tha, uska lund abhi bhi uske andar dabaya hua tha jab safed virya base ke aaspaas se nikal kar blanket par tapakne laga. 

Mere chhupe hue jagah se maine torch ki beam pedon se hote hue kaat-ti dekhi. Yeh mera abba nahi tha kyunki abba abhi bhi apne tent mein soye hue the. 

Ek aadmi us area mein ghum raha tha, tez roshni zameen aur paani par baayein daayein sweep kar rahi thi. Beam seedha blanket par giri. 

Yeh aadmi kaun hai?? 

Agla hissa mein pata chalega kya hua. 

 

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“Ruko, Gajendra! Kya tumne suna?” maa ne phusphusaya, jaldi apna neela oopar-vastr theek karti.

Gajendra ne pedon ki taraf dekha phir use. “Kya suna? Koi chal raha hai? Shahida, yeh van hai. Log yahan ghumte hain.”

“Murkh mat bano! Agar koi humein dekhe to?” usne kaha, awaz dhyan dene layak vyakul hoti.

Usne kapde seedhe karne ki koshish ki idhar-udhar dekhti kahin khade hone ko bina dhyan khinche. “Khud dekho! Tumhari kamiz lagbhag barbaad hai. Main ise kaise samjhaun?”

Usne apni phati kamiz neeche dekhi aur hansa. “Tumne hi kiya. Ab mujh par dosh kyun?”

“Gajendra, yeh hasne ki baat nahi! Main gambhir hoon.”

“Main bhi. Kuch minat pehle tum khud se prasann dikhi jab main tumhara guda chhod raha tha.”

Maa ne use chirchi nazar di. “Kya ek baar theek chal sakte ho? Koi aa raha hai!”

Gajendra aakhir usse peeche hata aur kamiz seedhi karne ki koshish ki. Durabhagya se nuksaan saaf tha, aur woh bahut kam kar sakta tha.

Maa ne yeh dekha aur pal-bhar chidh se aankhein band keen. Usne neele oopar-vastr ke neeche kheencha, chhoti patloon theek keen, aur baal vyavasthit kiye. Main yeh sab badhte asvishwas se dekh raha tha.

Sirf pal pehle, woh aise chhod rahe the jaise poora van unka ho. Ab woh bechain do nirdosh logon jaisa dikhne ki koshish kar rahe the jo shaam ki sair ke dauran bas mil gaye hon.

Kadam tez hue, aur aakhir pedon ke beech ek purush aaya. Woh ek pahradari adhikari tha torach liye, jise chaltee zameen ki taraf kiya.

Uski vardi turant samjhati thi us ghante van mein kyun ghum raha tha. Lagta kshetra jaanch raha tha, shayad dekh raha koi niyat shivir-sthal se bahut door na ghum gaya ho.

Jab usne maa aur Gajendra dekhe, dheema pada aur torach unki taraf kiya.







“Shubh sandhya,” usne unhe namaste kiya.

Maa ne lagbhag turant jawab diya. “Shubh sandhya, adhikari.”

Gajendra ne sahaj sir hilaaya. “Sandhya.”

Adhikari ne dono ko dekha, phir pal-bhar unke aas-paas jaancha. Uska dhyan aakhir Gajendra ki nuksaan-wali kamiz par lauta. “Kya tum log yahan shivir mein ho?”

“Haan, adhikari,” maa ne kaha, swabhavik muskaan banane ki koshish karti. “Hum parivaar ke saath picnic aaye. Wahan shivir-sthal par ruke hain.”

Adhikari ne us disha dekhi jise usne ishara kiya. “Tumhara parivaar? Baaki kahan hain?”

“Woh so rahe hain,” Gajendra ne kaha maa se pehle. “Hum bas thodi sair karne nikle.”

Maa pal-bhar ke liye uski taraf mudi. Main bata sakta tha woh khaas khush nahi thi usne itni jaldi uttar diya, par chehra banaye rakha.

“Is ghante?” adhikari ne poocha.

Maa ne chhoti hansi di. “Humein andaza nahi hua kitni der ho gayi. Bas shaam ki hawa ka anand le rahe the, adhikari. Yahan kaafi shant hai.”

Adhikari ne dheere sir hilaaya, chahe aankhein unke beech hilti rahi. “Samajh gaya. Par raat ko van mein bahut door ghumne se savdhan rehna chahiye. Kuch hisson khaas surakshit nahi, aur hum nahi chahte atithi bhatak jayein.”

“Zaroor, adhikari. Hum samajhte hain,” maa ne kaha.

Phir usne phir Gajendra ko dekha. “Aur tumhari kamiz ko kya hua?”

Ek pal, dono mein se kisi ne uttar nahi diya. Main jahan dekh raha tha lagbhag hans pada.

Gajendra ne apni kamiz neeche dekhi jaise abhi yaad aaya woh phati hai. Maa, alag, man mein aisi vyakhya dhoondhti lagi jo unki sthiti aur shak-bhari na banaye.






“Oh, yeh?” Gajendra ne kaha, sahaj nuksaan-wale kapde ko chhute. “Chalte hue ek shaakha par atak gayi.”

“Shaakha?” adhikari ne dohraya.

“Haan. Yahan itni shaakhayen hain.”

Maa ne jaldi vyakhya mein shamil hui. “Sahi, adhikari. Har jagah jhadiyan hain. Hum kuch se bachne ki koshish kar rahe the, aur durabhagya se uski kamiz atak gayi.”

Adhikari ne phir kamiz dekhi. “Tumhe kaafi pareshan shaakha mili hogi.”

Mujhe munh dhakna pada. Gajendra ne us tippani par sach mein muskuraya, par maa ne turant use chetavani-nazar di. Saaf chahti thi woh baatein aur bura karna band kare.

Adhikari ne torach zameen ki taraf kiya. “Asal mein, main is hissa se isliye chal raha tha kyunki laga kisi ko ajeeb shor karte suna. Lagta stree pukar rahi ya karah rahi.

Main yakeen karna chahta tha sab theek hai.”

Maa ka chehra lagbhag anubhav-heen badla. Usne jaldi sambhala, par dekha uski ungliyan oopar-vastr ke kapde ke aas-paas kasi. Main theek se jaanta tha adhikari kis baat ki baat kar raha tha.

Pehle meri maa cheekh rahi thi aur Gajendra ka naam karah rahi thi jab Gajendra uska mota nitamb chhod raha tha.

Main unhe dekh raha tha, aur un awazon ke srot ka koi rahasya nahi tha. Maa, alag, zidd dikhti thi adhikari sach kabhi na paaye.

“Oh, sach?” usne poocha, chakit dikhati. “Humein kuch ajeeb nahi suna.”






Gajendra ne sir hilaaya. “Shayad koi jantu, adhikari. Yahan bahut hain.”

Adhikari ne use dekha. “Shayad. Par lagbhag manushya jaisa suna.”

Maa ne ghabraayi chhoti hansi di. “Jaante ho van mein awazen kaise chalti hain. Kabhi hawa bhi ajeeb shor karti hai. Hum bas baat kar rahe the, shayad aapne hamari awazen sunin.”

“Baat?” adhikari ne poocha, unke beech dekhta.

“Haan,” maa ne kaha. “Hum picnic ki baat kar rahe the aur faisla kar rahe the kab shivir-sthal lautna hai.”

Gajendra ne joda, “Hum mausam ki bhi baat kar rahe the. Kaafi thanda ho raha hai.”

Main lagbhag phir hansa. Mausam! Jo vyakhya de sakta tha, usne mausam chuna. Maa ne use us chehre se dekha jo lagbhag binti kar raha tha chup rahe.

Adhikari poori tarah manne wala nahi dikha. “Theek, ummeed hai bas yahi tha. Bas yakeen karo apne shivir-sthal laut jao. Atithiyon ko andhere ke baad yahan bahut der nahi ghumna chahiye.”

“Zaroor, adhikari,” maa ne kaha. “Humein batane ke liye dhanyavad.”

“Aur tum,” usne kaha, Gajendra ki taraf mudte, “us kamiz ke saath zyada savdhan rehna. Un shaakhaon par khud ko ghayal nahi karna chahoge.”

“Zaroor, adhikari,” Gajendra ne seedhe chehre se kaha.

Adhikari aakhir muda aur door chalna shuru kiya. Kai kadam liye usse pehle kandhe se peeche dekha. Uski torach ne phir dono ko pal-bhar chamkaya.

Maa ne turant ek aur vinamra muskaan di, jab Gajendra bas uske bagal haath bagalon mein khada raha.

Adhikari ne unhe ek pal aur adhyayan kiya lagta, saaf abhi unki vyakhyaon se anamanit, par aakhir van ke raste par jaari raha.

Main dekhta raha jab tak uski roshni pedon ke beeche gayab na hui.

Jaise hi woh gaya, maa ne lambi saans chhodi. Gajendra ne bhi, chahe woh darr se zyada vinodit laga.

“Oh, bhagwan!” maa ne phusphusaya. “Yeh kareeb tha.”

Gajendra hansa. “Tumhara chehra dekhna chahiye tha jab usne shor ka zikr kiya.”

“Kripya shuru mat karo!”

“Tum bahut achha kaam kar rahi thi jaise kuch hua hi na ho.”

Maa uski taraf mudi. “Aur tum meri madad mein bahut bura kaam kar rahe the. Mausam ka zikr kyun karna pada?”

“Mausam mein kya galat? Thanda hai.”

“Gajendra!”

Woh phir hansa, saaf anand lete hue woh kitni chirchi ho rahi thi. “Theek, theek. Aise mat dekho. Hum ise paar kar gaye, na?”

“Sirf lagbhag! Samajhte ho kya hoga agar koi humein pehchane? Mera pati sirf chhoti doori par so raha hai. Hum parivaar ke roop mein yahan aaye, Gajendra. Aur tumne minut pehle mera guda chhoda.”

Usne kandha hilaaya. “Aur tumhara pati so raha hai. Pareshani kya?”

Maa ghoori. “Tumhe sach mein koi lajja nahi, hai?”

“Jab tumhare saath hoon to nahi.”

“Yeh ghamand ki baat nahi.”

“Shayad jo kahna chahiye woh yeh hai tumhe mera ling apne sakht gude mein pasand hai.”

Maa ne sir hilaaya, chahe chehre par pal-bhar halki muskaan aayi.

“Tum asambhav ho. Humein ab yeh band karna hai. Main matlab. Hum shivir-sthal se gayab nahi rehte. Rizwan jag sakta hai aur sochne lage main kahan gayi.”

Gajendra thoda kareeb aaya. “Rizwan soya hai. Tumne khud kaha.”

“Aur kaise jaante ho woh nahi jagega?”

“Kyunki tumne kaha woh yatra ke baad thaka tha. Bechare purush ko sone do jab main uski moti-nitamb wali patni chhodun.”

“Gajendra, tum madad nahi kar rahe.”

Woh shararti muskuraya. “Main ek aur kathor chudai dekar madad kar sakta hoon.”

Maa ne turant haath uthaya aur uski baazu par halka thappar maara. “Theek chalo!”

“Yeh anavashyak tha.”

“Achha. Shayad yaad rakhoge.”

Woh hansa aur phir uske kareeb aane ki koshish ki. Maa pehle peeche hati, shivir-sthal ki disha dekhti, par aakhir wapas mudi aur use chhota chumma diya.

Jab peeche hati, usne uske gaal ko khel-bhav se thapthapaya.

“Bas itna. Lalchi mat bano.”

“Der ho chuki,” usne kaha. “Tumhare maamle mein main pehle se lalchi hoon.”

“Tum nirlajj ho.”

“Aur tumhe yeh mere baare mein pasand hai.”

Maa ne use chirchi nazar di. “Kabhi sochti hoon main tumse baat kyun karti hoon.”

“Kyunki tumhe meri yaad aayi.”

“Apni prashansa mat karo.”

Woh hansa, aur usne sir hilaaya usse pehle aakhir zid ki woh laut jayein. Poora badlav hairan karne wala tha. Unke baat karne ka tarika itna sahaj tha, lagbhag jaise yeh mamuli shaam ki sair ho na ki pati ke peeche gupt mulakat.

Gajendra Rizwan ke baare mein poori tarah beparwah laga, aur maa hi thi jo baar-baar yaad dilati rahi savdhan rehna hai.

Aakhir, maa shivir-sthal ki taraf chalna shuru ki. Uske peeche jaane se pehle, Gajendra ne idhar-udhar dekha yakeen karne ko pahradari adhikari sach mein gayab ho gaya.

Woh thodi doori alag-alag chale, lagta saath pahunchne se bachne aur anavashyak dhyan na khinchne ki koshish. Maine mauke ka fayda uthaya aur dheeme apne tambu ki taraf jaldi bada.

Mera dil abhi ajeeb tez dhadak raha tha. Main andar khisaka, aise vyavasthit kiya jaise so raha hoon, aur poori tarah sthir rehne ki koshish ki. Kuch pal baad, kareeb aate kadam sune.

Tambu ke halki daar se, maine dekha maa ki aakriti savdhani se sone-kshetra ki taraf hilti. Usne mera tambu dekha aur main aisa raha jaise so raha hoon.

Woh pal-bhar ruki aur baad mein pita ke tambu ki taraf dekhi.






Main sthir raha, aankhein aadhi-band rakhe. Jab santusht hui maine kuch notice nahi kiya, woh doosre tambuon ki taraf jaari rahi.

Gajendra kareeb kahin tha, dheeme baat karta. Main sab nahi samajh saka kyunki awazen neechi thin aur aas-paas ke keet sunna kathin karte the.

Phir bhi, kabhi-kabhi shabd pakde aur samjha woh abhi maa ko thoda aur samay saath bitane ke liye manane ki koshish kar raha tha.

“Bas ek aur,” maine suna usne kaha.

Maa ne dabii awaz mein uttar diya. “Gajendra, aaj raat kaafi nahi hua? Tumne tees minat pehle mera guda chhoda aur wahan dard mehsoos ho raha hai.”

“Kaafi? Mujhe nahi lagta yeh sambhav hai.”

“Ab tum pareshani ban rahe ho. Humein wapas jana hai.”

“Ghutnon par jao, Shahida. Is bade ling ko nigalo, main sone se pehle ek aur girna chahta hoon. Bas yahi maang raha hoon.”

Maine maa ko narmi se hanste suna. “Tum pehle hi kaha. Nikalne se pehle kaha, aur yahan aane ke baad phir kaha. Kitni baar aur poochhoge?”

“Jab tak tum mana karna band na karo.”

“Tumhara ling itna bada hai uske liye jo itni chhoti cheezen maangta rehta hai, tum mera chhota munh barbaad kar doge, tum mera guda pehle hi barbaad kar chuke ho,” usne chheda.

Gajendra hansa. “Yeh ajeeb shikayat hai. Pehle pareshani nahi dikhi jab mera ling tumhare peeche chhed mein ghada.”

“Awaz neeche rakho! Koi sun le.”

“Phir kareeb aao aur dheeme kaho.”

Maine ek aur shant choosna aur sarrak suna, phir uske bade ling par gala-ghutne ki saaf awaz.

Main apne tambu ke andar se unhe nahi dekh saka, aur jaan-bujhkar daar ki taraf nahi badha. Kuch pal baad, maa ne phir baat ki.

“Ab yeh kaafi hai. Main wapas ja rahi hoon, aur tum apne tambu jao. Turant peeche mat aana.”

“Ab tum mujhe hukum de rahi ho?”

“Haan, main de rahi hoon. Aur agar nahi sunoge, to main tumhe yahan poori raat khada chhod dungi.”

“Tum kathor ho, Shahida.”

“Shubh raatri, Gajendra.”

“Shubh raatri? Bas yahi milta hai?”

“Kya tum chahte ho main pahradari adhikari ko wapas bulaun?”

Woh dheeme hansa. “Theek. Jao usse pehle main faisla badalun.”

Main maa ke door chalte kadam sun sakta tha. Woh phir shivir-sthal ke kareeb ruki, aur maine kalpana ki usne pita ke tambu ko ek baar aur jaancha. Apne tambu ke kapde se, main uski aakriti Rizwan ke sone-kshetra ki taraf mudti bana saka.

Woh kai pal wahi rahi usse pehle dheeme saans chhodi.

Tab hi woh us tambu mein ghusi jo pita ke saath baantti thi.

Main sone ka natak jaari rakha, par man daud raha tha. Main hamesha maa ko '., shalinta wali aur apne vyavhar ke baare mein savdhan maanta tha.



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Main use prarthana, parivaar ki zimmedariyon aur us ijjat se jodta tha jo mujhe yakeen dilati woh apne vivah ko aisi sthiti mein kabhi man se nahi daalegi. Phir bhi maine abhi kuch dekha jo us chhavi ka poora virodh karta tha.

Jo sabse zyada sataya woh sirf yeh nahi tha ki woh doosre purush ke saath thi. Yeh ki usne mulakat ke baad kitni asani se mamuli par laut gayi.

Usne pahradari adhikari se vinay se baat ki, vyakhya gadhii, pakde jaane ki chinta ki aur phir sahaj usi tambu mein laut gayi jahan uska ashankit pati so raha tha.

Tambu ke andar, maa dheeme hili. Main suna palang ke naram sarsarahat jaise woh pita ke bagal baithi.

Mera pita Rizwan jaga nahi laga. Woh shaanti se so raha tha, poori tarah anjaan uski patni kahan thi ya shaam ke dauran kya kar rahi thi.

Maa ne use kuch der dekha laga. Main bas uski shant hilaav bana saka jaise usne komal theek kiya aur maathe se kuch baal hataye.

Yeh ajeeb parichit ishara tha, jo dekhbhal wali patni bina zyada soch ke kare. Phir bhi, pehle jo hua jaante hue, ishare ko samajhna kathin laga.

Kya woh dosh mehsoos kar rahi thi? Kya bas mamuli chal rahi thi? Ya do alag roopon ko banaye rakhne mein itni suvidha ho gayi thi ki virodh ko khaas satane wala nahi maanti?

Main nahi bata saka.

Usne mere pita ke baal ek baar aur narmi se sarkaaye aur uske kareeb baithi. Ek pal, socha shayad kuch sneha-bhari phusphusaye, shayad kshama jo woh kabhi nahi sunega. Ulte, maine shant badbadaahat pakdi.

“Bechara Rizwan. Use sach mein andaza nahi.”

Ek chhoti viram.

Phir, lagbhag vinodit awaz mein, usne joda, “Aur Gajendra itna pareshan purush hai. Woh kab rukna jaanta nahi.”

Main yakeen nahi kar saka jo sun raha tha.

Sab kuch hone ke baad bhi, woh Gajendra ke vyavhar se zyada vinodit lagi pati se vishwasghat ke pachtawe se. Usne pita par komal theek kiya, bagal palati aur aakhir aankhein band keen.

Minaton mein, shivir-sthal khamoshi par laut aaya. Pita shaanti se sota raha, maa uske bagal leti, aur kareeb kahin Gajendra shayad apne tambu mein baith raha tha. Sab mamuli par laut aaye dikhe.

Par phir maine kadam sune aur woh phir Gajendra tha maa aur pita ke tambu ki taraf badhta. Woh kya karna chahta tha?