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Introduction!!
Agar aap logo ko do pages padhne k baad direct sex chaiye to yeh story aapke liye nhi h,yeh story apne andaaz mai dheere dheere chalne vali hai, properly charcter stable ho jaaye or her ek Banda ya bandi 18+ ho jaaye tabhi sex dikhya jayega wo bhi Aisa ki aaplogo ne socha bhi nhi hoga her ek seen aise likhne ki koshis hogi ki aapka hath aapki choti si lulli ya fati hui chut pe chala jayega,tabtak k liye is maedar story ko apna time dijiye apne pace par aane k liye,khair ab aate h story par to yeh story college k dino ki gehri kahani ko aapke samne rakhegi,yeh prem varsho ke bharose or komal prem par aadharit hai,lekin kuch fantasy kuch bachpana or nayi khili hui jawani dono ko kaha le jayegi or dono in sabse kaise deal karenge yeh batayegi,kahani dhere dhere aage badhegi jismai dabi hui kamuk icchae or fantasy bahar niklegi,kahani ki starting bilkul Masoom parivarik prem par aadharit hai…
Chapter 1!! Ubharta huaa pyaar..
Meera chupchap kamre mai dakhil hui ,woh sidhe kamre mai dakhil hui or uske bagal Mai jaake Beth gai,usne apna sir uske kandhe par tika diya,uske baal itne mulayam the ki uski chati par chipak gae.
Mama ekek karke sab mujhe chodke chale gae, pichle kuch saalo se sirf aap he mere sath college aate the,ab aap bhi chale jayenge phir mai bilkul akeli reh jaungi
Vihaan ki nighahe screen par teeki hui thi,uska hath undono k beech rakhe hue table par rakha huaa tha!
“Tum sabse aakhri mai paida hui thi meera” usne kaha tumhe bus or do saal wait karna hoga.
Meera ne apna sir uthaya,usne apna chehra uski or ghumaya,unke nose lagbhag chune ko bekarar the…
Lekin mama aap mujhe jaante ho ki mai padhai Mai kaisi hu, mujhe nhi lagta ki mai exam mai acche number se pass ho jaungi or aapke pass aa paungi vapish.meera ne kaha…
Vihan ne uski taraf dekha or uski najron mai apni najre milate hue kaha!
Mujhe tumpe pura bharosha hai ki tum kar logi bus tumhe khud pr bharosha rakhna h Meera..
Uske baad vihan khada huaa,usne meera ka hath pakda or use apne kamre mai leke gaya,kamre k andar mej par notes,prshan Patra or purani kitabe rakhi hui thi ,usne daraj kholi or apni madhyamik siksha ki samgri ka ek mota bandal nikala ,usne bandal ko meera k hath mai pakdate hue kaha…
Jab bhi aapko koi problem ho,aap kbhi bhi mujhe call kar sakti ho,mai exam pass karne mai aapki Puri help karunga..
Meera ne vihan ki aankho mai dekhtey hue kaha ki mujhe pura bharosha hai ki aap madad karoge to mai pakka exam acche se pass kar lungi or aapko do saal se jyada mujhse dur rehne nhi dungi..
Vihan meera k or kareeb aaya ,uski awaj dheemi ho gai,,,
Usne kaha !! Mujhe college Mai hamesha mujhe gale lagane vali iss sararati ladki ki yaad aayegi..
Usne apna sir jukaya ,uske boobs ke beech notes or bhi kashkar dub gae,,
Bad mama!! Meera ne kaha agar mai sirf mushibat he hu to mai is exam ki taiyari bilkul bhi nhi karungi..
Woh pr bhi kareeb aa gaya uska hath uski kamar se or bhi sat gaya..
Tum meri sabse pyaari mushibat ho !! Vihan ne kaha ,,,tumhare bina mai her raat jaagta rahunga or sochtaa rahunga ki mujhe kis chij ki kami khal Rahi hai..
Meera ne notes table par rakh diye,woh uske or karib aayi usne apni bahon ko uske Charo or lapet diya or uski pakad or bhi majboot ho gai…
Madan ne apne bahen uske kandhe par rakh di uske apni dadhi uske sir k uper tika di ,woh dono thodi der usi tarah khade rahe,phir woh thodi der baad picche hati phir hath mai notes liye or unko ek vaade ki tarah apne seene se chipka liye..
Mai kuch bhi karke exams pass kar lungi Mama!! I promise you!! Mai aapko call Kiya karungi,aap mera intzar karna…
Jaate hue woh ek baar phirse mudi or jibharke vihan ko dekha or kamre se bahar nikal gai,,Meera ke jaane ke bad vihan akela khada raha,uska suitcase pahle se he darwaje ke pass pada huaa tha,shyam hone se phle use niklna tha,or ghadi kaanta itni tej bhaaga ki shyam ho gai or uske jaane ka time ho gaya,,,bacha huaa aakhri bag bhi driver ne gaadi mai rakh diya or woh apne Gharvalo se gaadi mai Beth ke nikal gaya…
Dono gharo ke parivarvale use chorne ke liye aangan mai jama hue the,,vihan ne hath hilakar unlogo ka abhivadan kiya,jaise he gaadi aage badhne lagi,usne dekha ki meera uski gaadi ke picche picche chal rahi hai,ek hath uper uthaye maano abhi bhi gaadi mai daudkar aake Beth jayegi…
Vihan apne parivar ka chautha or aakhri baccha tha,usse pahle ek bada bhai or do badi bhene thi,meera bhi apne parivar mai chauthi santan thi,uske bhi do badi bhene or ek bada bhai tha,,dono parivar ke 6 bade bhai bhene phle se he apne family business mai set ho chuke the,,ab bache the meera or vihan jo apne raaste talash rahe the…
Jaise jaise uska ghar pichee chutt rahe the waise waise vihan ke andar dard paida ho raha tha,,creem rang ki deeware vale dono Ghar itne pass pass the ki shyam dhalte he unki parchaiya aapas mai mil jaati thi,unki beech ki deewar ke kinare ek aam ka pad tha jiski sakhae dono tile vali chato par aise faili hui thi ki mano kisi bhi vibhajan ko nakar rahi ho,un dono ke pita bachapan se gehre dost the, jinhone ek Ghar ke picche ek jhopdi mai ek chote se kamre se suruaat ki thi, varsho ki kadi mehnat se unhone pure desh mai apne diamond ka business stablish kar diya tha,dono parivar hamesha ek sath rehte the,bacche ek he hospital mai paida hue,sare festival ki taiyari sath mai, Dainik jeevan itna ghanisht roop se juda huaa tha ki gharo ki bich ki deeware ek vastavikta sima ki bajay ret par khinchi gai Rekha jaisi lgti thi…
Unhe us sabko kami khalegi,lekin Meera ke andar ke bhaav sabse katheen the,woh hamesha parivar se badhkar thi,woh ek tut te hue star ki tarah thi jise dekhne k liye dono parivar ke log hamesha aankhe bichaye wait karte the,...
Chalne phirne ki kala sikhne ke baad he wo usne dance practice start kardi thi,shyam ko tv ke saamne bethke aankhe chaudi karke bado kr andar chale jaane k kaafi der baad woh chupke se chat pe jaake dancing ke naye naye steps sikhne ka try karti rehti thi,uske parivar vale jo bhot paramparik vale the,unhone keval meera ko bharatnatyam mai he admission dilaya tha phir bhi usne her step ko vishes roop se sikh liya tha,,jawan hote hote usne laghbhag ek peshewar dancers ki tarah her ek kala ko apni kaabo mai kar liya tha,uski payale saaf paani ki tarah bajti thi,or uska sarir badi khoobsurati or kushalta se maano prachin kathae sunata tha,woh saririk rup se bhot he jyada strong thi, hamesha do do sidiya ek ek sath chadti rehti thi, hamesha shararti krti rehti thi,
Use yaad aaya ki kaise uske jaane se ek raat phle vo apne bhai behno se chipkar sidhe vihan ke pass aai,bina kuch kahe apni peeth pher li or puri tarah se uski chati se lag gai,ek hath halke se uske kandhe par rakha huaa tha,uske sine mai dard badhta jaa raha tha, phir bhi uske hontho par halki si muskan aa gai use yaad karke,,woh hamesha vihan ko mama kehke bulati thi, hamesha uske kareeb rehti thi,or ab uske saamne
ek lumba rasta faila huaa tha,jo pata nhi kab khtam hoga…
Part 2!! Separate threads —
Pichle kuch salo mai meera hamesha vihan ya apne jo bhai bahan mai se sath hote the unke sath khidki ke pass vali kone par jo chair rakhi hui thi usipe khana khati thi,,woh sab her chij pe khulke haste the ,,or kisi bhi bech ka koi bhi ladka himmat karke uske pass jaane ki koshish nahi karta tha,, college ke jyadatar logo ko to yahi lagta tha ki meera or vihan dono relationship Mai hai…
Phir surya naam ka ek ladka unki college Mai aaya,pehle he din se woh Meera par Puri tarah se Fida ho gaya tha,,subah jab meera dancing room mai jaati to woh hamesha meera ko ghurta rehta,usne mahino tak meera ko ghura or jab finally usne meera se apne dil ki baat Kari to meera ka sidha sa yahi jawab tha ki,” agar tumhe mere liye yahi feelings agle 5 saal tak rahegi tab hum is baare mai vistar se baat karenge””
21 December ki aadhi raat ko meera 18 saal ki ho gai…
Phone ki ring bajne par uski aankh khuli,,neend mai uske muh par smile aa gai phone uthahte hue kyunki usse pata tha ki itni raat ko kon phone karega..
Mama ,,,usne neend bhari aavaj mai kaha..
Happy' birthday Meera …❤️ vihan ne milo dur se phone mai kaha,, adult jeevan mai tumhara swagat hai,,or ha tunhare darvaje ke bahar ek dabba tumhara wait kar raha hai jaake use dekho,,,vihan ne haste hue kaha…
Meera turant uthke khadi ho gai…ek box mai behad acche tarike se pack Kiya hua box aaya hua tha,,usne us box k cover ko acche se khola to uske andar ek najuk sone ki payal rakhi hui thi,,,or payal par lagi hui choti choti ghantiya uske bharatnatyam ke jumko ki tarah ek dum satik pattern mai bani hui thi,,or sath mai ek chota sa latter jismai likha tha “” tumhare Sundar pairo ke liye “”
Yeh uska sabse priya neeji rivaj tha,uske pita sakht or satammii swabhav ke the Jo jarurat se jyada kharch karne mai kabhi hichkate nahi the,chuttiya to laghbhag namumkin thi par phirbhi kabhi kabhi woh aisi choti choti chijo k liye rokte nahi the,jab bhi meera apne vihan ke liye kuch bhi lene ki sochti thi to uske pita kabhi bhi beech mai nahi bolte the,waise he vihan k liye bhi wo kuch bhi meera k liye lena chahta tha to uske gharvale bhi kabhi usko rokte nahi the,,saalo se yeh uphar dono gharo ke sabse chote baccho ke beech hammesha se maujud gehre sneh or ghanishtaa ka ek maun utsav ban gae the…
Usne payal ko apne pairo mai bandh diya ,uski madhur aawaj maano ek vada thi,”” yeh bilkul perfect hai mama”” Meera ne aabhar vyakat karte hue kaha
Use aaj pehn lo,or jab tum aakhirkar college aao to isi payal ki khanak ke sath mere liye apni sabse pyaari muskurahat leke aana…vihan ne kaha
Jabse meera ko surya ne propose Kiya tha uspe ladke ab jyada dhyan dene lage,agle week 12th standard ka ek ladka gate ke bahar khada tha ,gabharate hue hath mai ek choklate ka packet pakde hue,usne ladkhadate hue sabko mai meera ki stage performances ki tarif ki or use chocolate di,Meera ne bhi sahejta se uska diya huaa gift swikar kiya,usne dheere se dhanyawad kaha or kaha ki board's ki exams pass aa rahi hai or aage bolte hue kaha ki shayd jab do saal baad padhai khatm ho jayegi tab woh uske proposal kr bare mai sochegi,jaane se phle Meera ne uska hath pakadke zorr se dabaya jisse uss ladke ko meera ke komal hatho ki garmahat chu gai…
Dophar ke lunch ke time ek or ladka gulab ka phool leke aaya,Meera ne sahejta se use swikar kiya or uske pass ek paid k nicche Beth gai,paanch minutes Tak Meera ne uss ladke ki baaten suni or phir kaha ki mujhe abhi meri study par dhyan dena hai,uske chehre par nirasha ke bhaav paida ho gae,Meera ne uske emotional face ko dekhtey hue usse halka sa side se hug kar liya,uski bahen meera ke kandhe par lipat gai or unke sareer itne kareeb aa gae ki meera ko uske seene mai uske dil ki tej Dhadkane mahsoos hui ,,or baat aage badhti usse phle woh picche hatt gai..
Is ghatna ke baad jald he sab logo ko meera ko apne dil ki baat kehne ke bahane mil gae,sablogo ne meera ko propose bhi kiya par at the end un sabko vahi komal or vinamrata se Meera ne javab diya,or uss vajah se kisiko bhi aisa feel nahi huaa ki unko Meera ne thukra diya hai or dhere dhere sabne koshish karni bhi chod di .
Usi beech vihan ne khud ko college life mai bilkul busy kar liya tha,exams ki vajah se woh der raat tak jaagkar padhai karta tha ,isi beech use choti choti chutiya bhot mili thi par woh kabhi ghar nahi aaya tha,or usi saal jab vihan ka birthday aane vala tha to meera ke kahe anusar voh Ghar aane vala tha,14th February ko dono parivar mai hamesha ki tarah Khushi ka mahol bana huaa tha,sablogo ka yahi kehna tha ki Ghar ka ladka vapish aa rahe or sab log vihan ke aane se bhot khush bhi the..
baad mein us thandi subah meera ne use chhat par akela paya. usne donon hathon se ek khubsurti se lipta hua dibba pakda. "ise kholo, mamma," usne dheere se kaha.
ander sabse badhiya digital SLR camera tha, jo sabse acha model tha. jab vihan ne chupchap samman se upar dekha, to meera paas aai,uski aankhon mein shararti positivity chamak rahi thi. "ab tum mere har khoobsurat step ko capture kar sakte ho jab main aakhirkaar campus mein tumhare saath aaungi," usne dheere se kaha. "har pal ko hamesha apne paas rakhna. lekin is camere se un sabhi college girls ki tasveeren lene ki himmat mat karna jo meri mamma ko ghar se door rakh rahi han. yah lens sirf mera hai.”
Vihan dheere se hansa, awaaz garmjoshi aur pyar se bhari thi. "Abhi se hi itni jyada possive mahsoos kar rahi ho, meera?
usne apna sir jhukaya, uski aankhon mein ek shararti chamak thi. "bas yah pakka kar rahi thi ki tumhe yaad rahe ki camera kis par focus hona chahiye."
uske baad wah sirf do baar ghar aaya, ek baar apni bahan ki shaadi mein aur ek baar meera ke bhai ki shaadi men. donon hi baar ghar mehmanon aur shor se bhara hua tha. Vihan vendor list aur stage arrangement manage karne mein busy tha, jabki meera apne classical dance performance ke liye lambe samay tak rehearsal karti thi. voh corridor mein ya bheed bhare hall mein bus thodi der ke liye hi mil paate the, aur ek-dusre ke beech ek acchi doori banae rakhte the.
phon call regular aate the, jinmein meera mushkil chapter ke baare mein sawal puchti thi aur vihan sabra se step-bi-step derivation samjhata tha. phir bhi, ve kitni bhi der baat karen, baatcheet hamesha exam tips par khatm hoti thi aur isse zyada personal kuch nahin hota tha, kyonki uske busy schedule mein kisi gahri baat ke liye jagah nahin bachti thi.
har sham wah gandhi road wale bade ghar mein lautti, apni kitabon ke saath chhat par baithati aur uske chhode hue notes padhti. jab koi samasya hal nahin hoti thi, to wah der raat use phone karti thi.
"mamma," usne ek sham phone par kaha, "yah integration mujhse lad raha hai. ise phir se aise samjhao jaise tum mere theek bagal mein baithi ho."
Vihan ki awaaz speaker se garmjoshi se aai. "ek second ke liye kitab neeche rakho, meera. ab socho ki yah body vaisa hi hai jaise tum apne dance moves ke dauran jhukti ho. smud. koi achanak jump nahin. limits ko tumhe guide karne do, majboor mat karo."
meera andhere kamre mein muskurai. "tum har cheez ko naughty bana deti ho," usne kaha. "maths ko bhi."
Vihan dheere se hansa. "sirf tab jab main tumse baat karta hun."
usne phone apne kaan se aur lagaya. ghar uske charon or shanti se so raha tha jabki kanchipuram chand ke neeche shant pada tha. do saal achanak bahut lambe lagne lage. phir bhi har hal hui problem use uske ek kadam aur kareeb le aai, aur har der raat ka call use theek wahi yaad dilata tha ki usne itni mehnat se padhai kyon ki. wah phir se college canteen mein uske bagal mein baithna chahti thi, uske kandhe se vaise hi lagna chahti thi jaise pehle karti thi, aur use ek baar phir uski pareshani batate hue sunna chahti thi. isse zyada kuch nahin. isse kam bhi nahin.
Part 3!!! Threads reunited ❤️
june 2021 mein campus mein naye chehre aaye. Meera ka third year pichle hafte shuru hua tha. wah apne doston ke saath parking-lot caffeteriya ke paas khada tha, sunne ka natak kar raha tha, jabki uski nazrein entrance road ki taraf ja rahi thin.
ek kali toyota fortuner paas mein hi ruki. engine shant ho gaya. ek pal ke liye duniya ne apni sans rok li. pichla darwaza khula.
subse pehle lambi, sunhari taangen niklin, chikni aur toned, ek hare anarkali ka kinara gehri jaangho se thodi uper tha. phir uska baaki shareer dikhai diya, aur vihan ke aas-pas ki har baatcheet turant band ho gai.
vah bahut khoobsurat thi.
hari anarkali ek sital paani ke aakaar ki body se chipki hui thi jo sirf chhune ke liye bani hui lag rahi thi. patli kamar andar ki or mudi hui thi aur phir chaude, gol kulhon mein badal jaati thi jo har kadam ke saath hilte the. bhare hue stan patle kapde se zor se dabe hue the, unka naram vazan neckline ko neeche khinch raha tha jisse chikni sunhari tvacha ubhari hui dikh rahi thi. kapda uski chhati par kaskar faila hua tha, jab bhi woh saans leti thi to kade nipple ka halka sa ubhaar dikhta tha. lambe, ghane bal uski peeth par khule hue the, jo kamar aur gaand ke milne ki jagah ko chhoo rahe the.
uske dost beech mein hi jam gaye. group mein dhimi sitiyan aur hairani bhari fusfusahat gunj uthi.
"bhad mein jao... yah kaun hai?"
"yah sabse hot fresh ladki hai aisa maal maine aaj Tak kabhi dekha nahi hai”
"pahle mauka do, doston. main kisi aur ko mauka milne se pehle hi propos kar raha hun."
meera ki nazrein turant vihan par padin. baaki sabko ignore karte hue, wah sidhe uski taraf chali gai, uski gaand ek dhimi, natural ridam mein ghum rahi thi jisse anarkali har mod par hill rahi thi aur chipak rahi thi. uski mama aur ek bahan kuch kadam peeche chal rahi thin, aur dikki se saman nikalte samay driver ko ishara kar rahi thin.
"mamma," usne khushi se bhari awaaz mein kaha.
usne apni bahen uske gale mein daal deen aur apne shareer ko kaskar uske shareer se sata liya. uske breast us nazuk kapde se garm aur mulayam dab rahe the jo unhen alag kar raha tha. uski gaand jan-bujkar, apnepan se uske gaand se ek seedh mein the. uski jani-pahchani khushboo - talk aur kuch zyada gadhi, phir bhi taazi - uske fefdo mein bhar gai.
Vihan ek pal ke liye ruka raha, phir uske haath uski peeth ko gherne ke liye uthe. uski hatheliyon ne garm skin par kapde ke chikne sarakne ko mahsoos kiya.
uske dost hairan hokar chupchap dekh rahe the, unke hathon mein cold drinks bhool gaye the.
Meera bus itni peeche hati ki use dekh sake, phir bhi uske haath uske kandhon par mazbooti se tike rahe. "aakhirkar main tumhare paas pahunch hi gai," usne chamakti aankhon se kaha. "subse aakhiri seat jo khali thi, wah mujhe mil gai. ab main tumhe har din pareshan kar sakti hun, jaise main college mein karti thi."
Vihaan ki awaaz dhimi aur bhari ho gai. "tumne kar dikhaya, meera."
Woh ek baar phir jhuki, uski jaangh jan-bujkar uski jaangh se chhoo gai, phir wah ek chhoti si, santusht muskan ke saath ek taraf hat gai.
usne use jaldi se apne doston ke circle mein apni kazin aur bachpan ki sabse karibi saathi ke taur par introduce karaya.
Meera ne kaha, "ab hamen campus ghumao, mamma."
Vihan ne sir hilaya.
woh sath-sath chale gaye. har kadam par uska kulha uske kulhe se chhuta. uska haath uske haath mein pazation ki tarah lipta raha. uske dost tab tak dekhte rahe jab tak wo donon kone se gayab nahin ho gaye, koi bhi tab tak nahin bola jab tak ki jagah phir se khali na lagne lagi.
agle din, meera gallery mein freshers ke beech khadi thi, principal ki awaaz hall mein gunj rahi thi jab wah naye admission ka swagat kar rahe the. unka pehla din orientation talk aur har department ki faculty dwara guide kiye ja rahe campus tour ki sukhad dhundh mein beet gaya.
bheed mein sleek modern cuts pahane shahar ki ladkiyan thin, jo un ladkiyon ke saath khadi thin jo saaf taur par gaon ki mitti se sidhe aai thin. phir bhi, tour mein madad kar rahe seniors ne meera ka dhyan khincha. ve bina kisi pareshani ke western style mein maidan mein ghum rahe the, unke kapdon se skin ke kafi hisse dikh rahe the: sleeveless top, thri-quarter pant, deep V-nek, short skirt aur figar-hugging jegings.
is pal tak, meera ne apni mama ki pasand ki saadi pavadai-dawani aur anarkali ke alava kuch nahin pehna tha. usne aise bold kapde sirf television par hi dekhe the. ab unhen asal zindagi mein itne confidence se pahane hue dekhakar, ve pake hue, chamakte hue aur bahut zyada lubhane wale fal jaise lag rahe the - aisa fal jise chakhne ke liye uska dil pehle se hi bechain tha.
dusre din uska pehla asli classroom session aaya. us subah, meera ne bahut dhyan se apna outfit chuna tha - sabse chhota aur sabse tight anarkali jo usne poore ek saal pehle sila tha, jise pahanne ki usne aaj tak himmat nahin ki thi. gehra hara silk uske wardrobe ke kisi bhi dusre saade kapde se zyada chipka hua tha, jo uske boobs ke bade ubhaar ko dikhata tha, phir uski patli kamar par natakiya roop se sikudta tha aur uski gaand ke gol karv par dheere se fail jata tha. halanki uski mamma ke hisab se yah abhi bhi puri tarah se traditional thi - isme lambi aastin, unchi neckline aur kapda tha jo uske takhnon tak thik-thak gir raha tha - yah dress uske neeche chhipe perfect mommy figure ko dikhane ke sabse kareeb thi. silk aur sanyam mein lipte hone ke bavjud, uska shareer shant, zabardast takat ke saath khud ko dikha raha tha.
jaise hi usne dahliz paar ki, sabki nazrein uski taraf mud gai. ladke khuleaam ghurne se khud ko rok nahin paa rahe the, na sirf uske chehre ki mulayam golai aur uske peeche aane wali natural chamak se, balki jis tarah se anarkali suit usse chipka hua tha, jisse uski chhati ka halka sa upar-niche hona, uski kamar ka halka sa hilna aur uski moti gaand ka sundar ubhaar aur bhi ubhar raha tha, usse sab log mohit ho rahe the. meera ko is tarah ke attention ki aadat ho gai thi. woh jahan bhi jati, waha hamesha kamre mein sabse khoobsurat ladki hoti, ek shant, private garv jise usne kabhi khuleaam nahin dikhaya.
usne aakhiri line mein ek seat chuni. uske bagal wali jagah khali rahi. ek lambi ladki, jiski ponytail bahut acchi thi, andar aai. nai ladki ne figar-hugging jeans aur second-skin button wali shirt pehni thi, jiska upar ka button itna khula tha ki cleavage ka halka sa hissa dikh raha tha, jabki hem is tarah kata hua tha ki uski naabhi dikh rahi thi. jaise hi wah andar aai .nai-nai baatein hone lagin aur meera par tike har sir nai ladki ki taraf mud gaye.
meera ne use dhyan se dekha. ladki ki khubsurti bahut acchi thi aur uska figure bhi dekhne layak tha, phir bhi usme meera ke chehre jaisi komal, pyari masoomiyat nahin thi. phir bhi, jis tarah se usne khud ko sambhala - confidence aur magnatism ke saath - wah sach mein shandar tha. isme koi hairani ki baat nahin thi ki ladke use dekhkar lar tapkaane ko taiyar lag rahe the.
ladki uske bagal wali khali seat par baith gai.
"hey padosi," ladki ne aaram se confidence ke saath seat par baithte hue kaha. "main anjali hun."
meera mudi aur ek halki si muskan di. "hey yaa... main meera hun."
"meera," anjali ne dohraya, naam ko aise test kar rahi thi jaise use yah pehle se pasand ho. "cut. vaise, sab mujhe anju kahte han."
"tumhara naam bhi bahut sundar hai," meera ne jawab diya, uske gaalon par dimple pad rahe the. "ghar par mere dost mujhe meera he kahte hai."
anju ki aankhen chamak uthin. wah thoda jhuki, muskan shararti ho gai. "meera? oh, yah to ekdum sahi hai. yeh gaal aise lag rahe hain jaise main sach mein kaat lun."
Woh aage badhi aur shararat se unhen chutki kati. barf ek pal mein toot gai. unke beech wahin ek rishta ban gaya, aasan aur roshan. phir bhi, do khoobsurat college girls ke beech paida hui kisi bhi dosti ki tarah, andar hi andar ek dabi hui jalan thi, donon ne man hi man yakeen dilaya ki dusri zyada sundar hai.
agli sham ek kali fortuner aai, uske kuch der baad ek chamchamati silver honda city aai. Vihan ka bada bhai fortuner se bahar nikla, jabki meera ka bada bhai nai car ki driver seat se nikla, donon ke chehre par parivar ki saazish wali ek jaisi santusht aadhi-adhuri muskan thi.
uske bhai ne haath badhaya, aur kamyabi ke halke se andaaz mein chabi dikhai. "yah company ki property hai, chhote bhai," usne savdhani se kaha. "dhyan rakhna ki tum surakshit gadi chalao, aur un laparwah racer mein se kisi mein mat badlo jinke baare mein hum sunte aa rahe han."
meera ke bhai ne sir hilaya. "donon parivar ek saath baithe aur tay kiya ki ab jab college life busy hoti ja rahi hai, to tumhe iski zaroorat hai.”
vihan ne thande metal ko apni ungaliyon se pakda. isse pehle ki wah kuch bol pata, dost aur batchmate sitiyon, cheers aur mazakiya dhakkon ki bauchhar mein car mein ghus aaye, ek darjan haath chamakte naye paint ko chhune ke liye aage badhe. kisi ne uski peeth par itni zor se thappad mara ki wah chaunkkar hans pada.
"tret bro!" ek dost chillaya. "nai car ka matlab hai bada lunch - is par koi mol-tol nahin!"
vihan ne badhti hui bheed ko dekha, wahan pehle se hi bees log aur usse bhi zyada log shamil ho rahe the - aur haar mankar haath upar utha die. "thik hai, theek hai," woh hansa. "chalo paas wale khane ki dukan par chalte han. main bill de dunga."
car aur bike jaldi bhar gain. vihan honda city ke pahiye ke peeche baith gaya. meera ne bina kisi hichkichahat ke aage wali passenger seat le li, jab usne seat belt ke liye haath badhaya to uski anarkali uske haath se chhoo gai, jab bhi wah pahiya ghumata to uski jaangh ka mulayam mod uske shareer se garm mahsoos hota.
restorent mein unhone do lambi table ek-dusre ko dhakel deen. biryani, kabab aur thums up ki thandi botalon se bhari pleten ek-dusre ko di gain. diwaron se hansi gunj rahi thi.
vihan ki class ki do ladkiyon - priyanka aur sneha - ne meera ko dekha aur us par jhapat padin, use shararat se khinchkar apne beech bitha liya.
priyanka pehle jhuki, uski aankhon mein shararat thi. "thik hai, gorgius, sab kuch bata do," usne dhimi aur saazish wali awaaz mein kaha. "tum asal mein vihan ko kab se jaante ho? kyonki jis tarah se tum donon ek-dusre ko dekhte ho, wah pakka sirf 'coisins wibs' nahin hai."
sneha ne mazak mein meera ke kandhe par haath mara, jisse uske dimple khushi se chamak uthe. "bilkul! hum sabne us din parking-lot mein gale milte hue dekha tha - aisa lag raha tha jaise tum donon kindergarten se practice kar rahe ho. kam on, kya tum log sirf bahut karibi parivar ho, ya koi secret love story hai jise hum sab miss kar rahe han?"
meera ko apne gaalon mein garmi mahsoos hui, lekin usne ek halki si muskan banae rakhi, aur samay bachane ke liye kabab ka ek tukda apne muh mein daal liya. "ham bahut karibi parivar se hai," usne aakhir mein halki awaaz mein kaha. "hamare ghar sachmuch ek deewar share karte hain jisse hamari chhaten milti hain, aur hamare aam ke ped ek hi dhoop ke liye ladte han. hum donon aangan ke beech daudte hue, donon kitchen se snacks churate hue bade hue han. bus itna hi."
priyanka itni aasani se jaane nahin de rahi thi. wah aur paas jhuki, uski awaaz chidhane wali fusfusahat mein badal gai. "lakin cousins aamtaur par ek-dusre se is tarah nahin liptate, meera. aur woh tumhe aisa karne deta hai. zyadatar ladke ghabra jayenge agar koi itni sundar ladki public mein itni paas aa jaye."
sneha khilkhilai aur apna muh dhak liya. "sach mai! agar maine apne cousin ke saath aisa karne ki koshish ki, to woh chillate hue bhag jaega. to batao - kya vihan singal-singal hai, ya...?" usne ishara karte hue apni aankhein hilain. "kyonki hummein se kuch log apna shot maarna chahenge, tumhe pata hai. toper, jental, total husband matirial."
priyanka phir se shararat se beech mein kood padi. "aur agar wah single hai, to shayad tum use kuch acchi baat kah sakti ho? hum hamesha tumhare best friends rahenge."
meera dheere se hansi. "woh... complicated hai," usne kaha, uski aankhen dheere se shararat se naach rahi thin. "padhai aur family par bahut focus karta hai."
sneha ne drama karte hue muh banaya. "complicated kaise? chalo, hamen kuch do! kya koi purana crush hai? ya woh chupke se kisi khas ka intezaar kar raha hai?" usne meera ko phir se kuhani mari. "meri mamma ne mujhse promise karvaya tha ki main uski kahani bahar na aane doon."
priyanka ne nakli dua mein haath jode. "please kah do ki wah single hai. mere liye bus itni hi info kafi hogi."
meera ne dheere se hanste hue apna sir hilaya, na confirm kiya aur na hi mana kiya, mistry ko hawa mein latka rahane diya. "tum donon dangerous ho," usne kaha. "lakin main tumhe pehle se hi pasand karti hun."
sawalon ki bauchhar se bachne ke liye meera ne achanak apni awaaz unchi kar li, table ke us paar vihan ko dekhkar uski aankhen chamak uthin. "mamma, aap baaki sab ki tarah regular treat nahin de saktin,”
usne pukara. "nai car ke celebration mein aapse kuch extra chahiye. mujhe aur kya milega, hamm?"
vihan ne apni plate se upar dekha, uski aankhon mein ek mazedaar bhav tha jisse uski aankhen garm ho gain. "gaal," usne itni zor se kaha ki puri table sun sake, "yah car asal mein meri hai bhi nahin. main to bus official driver hun. sabut? yeh do saal tumhare bina - kisi ne mujhe kuch bhi gift karne ke baare mein nahin socha. jaise hi tum yahan college mein admission loge, achanak ek nai honda aa jaegi. to tecnikli, tumhe payment karna chahiye."
unke charon or hansi gunj uthi. sab meera ki or mude, uske wapas aane ka intezaar kar rahe the.
ek ladke ne apna gilas uthaya. "to use treat dene do! meera ki vajah se nai kar!"
meera ne nakli gusse mein apna kanta neeche rakh diya. "meri maa mujhe kabhi pocket money nahin deti," usne kaha. "maa hamesha se mera chalta-firta batua rahi hain - jab se hum saath mein aam churate the. kuch cheezein kabhi nahin badaltin."
hansi aur tez ho gai. koi chillane laga "maa ki laadli maa ki laadli" jab tak cold drinks ko ast-vyast toast mein nahin uthaya gaya. "joint tret!"
khana khatm hone tak, meera puri tarah se aaram mahsoos kar rahi thi kyonki usne apne dance compitition, apne plus-tu marks aur kanchipuram mein apni pasandeeda biryani ki jagah ke baare mein sawalon ke jawab die. ladkon ne uske footwork ke baare mein puchha, jabki ladkiyon ne uske hair oil ke secrets ke baare mein puchha. usne bina koshish kiye hi un sabhi ko aasani se impress kar liya.
us dopahar ke baad yah baat tezi se fail gai. meera batch mein us khoobsurat junior coisin ke taur par jaani jaane lagi jo shant teesre saal ke topper ko sabse dhimi, sabse meethi awaaz mein "mumma kehti thi.
vihan ke dost bhi use "mumma" kahne lage - shuru mein chidhane ke andaaz men, lekin baad mein sacche pyar se. yah nickname uske doston ke beech uski pehchan ka hissa ban gaya.
Part 4!!!! Bonds❤️
shuruaati dinon mai.meera hamesha break time aur sham ko apni mamma ke saath ghumne-firne ki koshish karti thi. unhone apne-apne hostel mess mein jaane ke bajay college canteen mein saath mein lunch karne ka faisla kiya.
jab lecture chal raha tha, usne message type kiya.
"mamma, aap kahan hain?"
brek aate hi wah uske paas pahunch gai. do din tak lagatar message karne ke bad, vihan ne apni location uske saath share ki taki wah use kabhi bhi Find My app par dhoondh sake.
"mamma, pakka? aapko koi privacy nahin chahiye?" usne puchha.
"zindgi mein aisa kuch bhi nahin hoga jo main aapke saath share nahin karna chahunga," usne jawab diya.
"jab bhi koi lecture boring ho, main aapki location dekhungi,"
vihan muskuraya, uska expression garm aur khula tha jab usne aasani se apne kandhe uchkaye. "mujhe bilkul bhi dikkat nahin hai,"
lectur ke beech ki shant jagahon par, unke shared desk par fusfusate hue, anjali aur meera ke beech dosti badhi.
teesre din, jab professor syllabus par zor-zor se baat kar rahe the, anjali ek taraf jhuk gai, awaaz dhimi thi. "to, meera... tum puri zindagi kanchipuram mein hi rahi ho?"
meera ne sir hilaya, uske gaalon par dimple pad rahe the. "janm aur parvarish. wahi ghar, wahi sab kuchh. tumhara kya? tum to aisi lagti ho jaise tumne puri duniya dekh lee ho."
anjali ki aankhen bolte hue chamak uthin. "lagbhag," usne kaha. "dad army mein the, ek pakke tamilian jinhone ek marathi aurat se shaadi ki thi. unki posting ki vajah se hum har do ya teen saal mein badalte rahte the. maine itne gharon mein saman pack aur anpack kiya hai jitne zyadatar log apni puri zindagi mein jaate han. eklauti santan hone ki vajah se, mera rishtedaron se bhi zyada contact nahin hai. bus hum teen hi the, hamesha ghumte rahte the."
meera ne ek chhoti, hairani bhari sans li. "yeh bahut cool lag raha hai. tumhari zindagi ke aage meri zindagi bahut chhoti lagti hai." agle din, periods ke beech lambe break ke dauran, anjali ne sawal wapas kar diya. "tumhari bari. bada parivar ya chhota?"
meera ka chehra khil utha. "bahut bada! main char bahanon aur ek bhai mein sabse chhoti hun. hum ek traditional joint family mein rahte han. lagbhag aath cousin ek hi chhat ke neeche sath-sath bade ho rahe han. hamesha koi na koi hota hai jisse bahas kar sakun, raaz bata sakun, ya aangan mein khel sakun. maine kabhi mahsoos nahin kiya ki ghar mein akele rehna kaisa hota hai."
anjali ne apni thuddi haath par rakhi, aankhen jalan se naram ho gain. "aath bacche... main aise parivaron ko dekhti thi aur jalan hoti thi. main hamesha sochti thi ki bhai-bahnon ke idhar-udhar bhagte-daudte kaisa lagta hoga." hafte ke beech men, jab class notes copy kar rahi thi, anjali ne meera ko der tak dekha. "tumhen pata hai mujhe tumhare baare mein sabse zyada kya pasand hai?" usne puchha. "tumhara parivar saaf taur par ameer hai - wah bada ghar, silk mil, sab kuch - lekin tum bahut zameen se judi hui ho. main jitne bhi ameer bachchon se mili hun, unme se zyadatar aise bartaav karte hain jaise duniya un par ehsaanmand ho. tum bas... asli ho."
meera sharm se hans padi, uske gaal halke gulabi ho gaye. "amir?" usne apni awaaz mein thodi masti ke saath kaha. "mere mammi-papa asal mein bahut kanjus han. ve mujhe mushkil se hi zyada pocket money dete han, aur main unke kifayati tareekon ke beech hi badi hui hun." usne halke se kandhe uchkaye, jaise is baat ko kharij karna chahti ho. "sach kahoon to, mujhe to yah bhi nahin pata ki hum asal mein kitne ameer han. mujhe kabhi aisa laga hi nahin."
anjali ne muskurate hue sir hilaya. "tum bahut pyari ho meera. isiliye main tumhe pasand karti hun."
shukravar ko, aakhiri ghanti bajne se theek pahle, meera khud ko aur rok nahin pai. usne anjali ke cropped top par nazar dali jisse uski naabhi khuli hui thi aur cleavage ka halka sa nishan dikh raha tha, phir dheere se boli, "anju... tum jis tarah se kapde pahanti ho... wah bahut confident lagta hai. tum kaise tay karti ho ki har din kya pahanna hai?"
anjali ki muskan shaitani ho gai jab wah paas jhuki. "do aasan niyam hain jinka main palan karti hun," usne kaha. "pahli baat, meri naabhi kabhi dhaki nahin honi chahiye. dusri baat, cleavage ka thoda sa hissa zaruri hai; isse ladkon ki dilchaspi bani rehti hai aur unhen zyada kuch nahin dikhta." usne aankh maari aur kaha, "kyon? kuch naya try karne ki soch rahi ho?"
meera ki aankhen chaudi ho gain, unme tareef ki ek shant chingari khil uthi. "tum ise itna aasan bana deti ho. jaise duniya tumhari ho." usne anjali ko hairani se dekha. "tum meri idol ban rahi ho, anju... har us cheez ke liye jo main apne baare mein janana chahti hun."
us weekend computer lab lagbhag khali thi. meera andar ghusi, uski cream salwar kameez uski moti gaand par lahra rahi thi, dupatta ek kandhe par dheela latka hua tha. usne ek baar peeche mudkar dekha, phir sidhe uske paas chali gai.
"mamma," usne dheere se kaha, haath uske gaand par tik gaye kyonki dupatta aur khisak gaya, jisse uski gardan ki najuk line dikhne lagi, "mere paas jo bhi kapde hain woh paramparik gaon ki ladki jaise lagte han. main in college girls ke aage puri tarah se alg-thalg dikhti hun."
vihan ne apna code save kiya, phir apni kursi ghumai taki uski nazrein shanti se us par ghumen. halanki dhili kameez ne uske figure ke attraction ko kafi had tak chhipa diya tha, phir bhi wah use saaf dekh sakta tha - wah ladki jiske liye hamesha uske dil mein ek khas jagah thi.
"tum jo bhi pahno, jisse tumhe lage ki tum yahin ki ho," usne uski thuddi uthai. "ab jab tum college mein ho to ghar walon ko yah tay karne ki zaroorat nahin hai ki tum kaise chamkogi.”
meera tab tak paas aai jab tak uske ghutne uske ghutnon se nahin chhoo gaye. uski skin ki halki, meethi khushboo ne use gher liya.
lakin mujhe wo kapde kahan milenge, mamma?" usne puchha, apna sir jhukate hue, us shararti, dil pighla dene wale challenge ke sath. "ya mujhe kapde bilkul chhod dene chahiye aur bina kapdon ke class mein jana chahiye? corridor mein har ladke ko ek free show dena chahiye jise wo log kabhi nahin bhulenge?"
"agar tum bina kapdo ke ghumogi to tum poore college ko pagal kar dogi," uska gala sukh gaya. "ladke pehle se hi har din mujhe gher lete hai, tumhara number mangne ke liye bechain pillon ki tarah bheekh maangte han."
meera ne aakhiri chhoti doori tay ki, uski janghen uske ghutnon se garm hokar dab rahi thin, awaaz ek gahri fusfusahat mein badal gai jo sirf uske liye thi.
"to mujhe abhi shopping par le chalo aur mere liye aise kapde kharido jo fit ho mamma," usne haanfte hue kaha. "apni pyari chhoti cousin ko aisi modern ladki bana do jiske peeche campus ka har ladka bhagega."
woh mall gaye. meera use sidhe ladkiyon ke section mein le gai, uski ungaliyan rack par ud rahi thin
jab wah halke rangon ke tight top, kamar ke theek neeche tak aane wali cropped Tshirt purani jean jacket aur jeggings chun rahi thi jo uski skin par gahre rang ki aur mulayam lagengi.
trial room mein usne jaldi se kapde badle aur har baar sirf uski aankhon ke liye bahar nikli.
subse pehle ek kala top aaya jo uske bhare hue boobs se chipka hua tha, cotton itna patla tha ki neeche nipple ki halki si outline dikh rahi thi. woh dheere se mudi, moti gand jeggings ko puri tarah se bhar rahe the, gol gand gahre rang ke kapde par bold dikh rahi thi.
Vihaan bahar bench par karvat badal raha tha, uska ling uski jeans se satkar dard se sakht ho raha tha kyonki usne bheed bhare corridor mein bhukhe ghurte ladkon ki kalpana ki thi, haath us cheez ko chhune ki himmat kar rahe the jise ab woh akela dekh raha tha.
iske baad woh low neckline wali safed T shirt mein bahar nikli, jeans jacket khuli hui thi jisse breast aapas mein dabe hue the aur jab wah thoda aage jhuki to gahri cleavage dikh rahi thi.
"sach-sach batao, mamma, kya isse main itni modern lagungi ki bina koshish kiye sabka dhyan khinch sakun?" meera ki awaaz mein halka sa mazak tha.
vihan ne zor se thuk nigala, uski uttejana lagatar badh rahi thi.
"bahut zyada modern," vihan ne kaha. "ladke apne lecture bhool jayenge aur tumhe ghurte hue diwaron se takra jaenge."
vah dheere se hansi aur phir gayab ho gai.
ek ke baad ek kapde - ek lal top jo uski patli kamar ko dhank raha tha, neeli jeggings jo uski moti jaanghon ko aur ubhaar rahi thin. har kapde mein uski dhoop se jhulsi skin aur bold covers bina kisi jhijhak ke dikh rahe the.
vihan ne counter par paise die, donon hathon mein bag bhari the. wapas aate samay woh paas baithi, uska haath uski jaangh par garm tha.
"mamma, vaada karo ki is shopping trip ke baare mein ek bhi baat maa ya ghar par kisi tak nahin pahunchegi," meera ne dheere se dabate hue kaha. "meri maa ko heart attack aa jayega agar unhen pata chale ki unki beti ke paas ab itne tight kapde hain ki har karv dikh raha hai."
vihan ne sadak par nazrein gadae rakhin, haath se apna brief dhakkar aur bachav karte hue.
"tumhara secret mere paas hamesha safe hai, meera," vihan ne kaha. "agar koi kabhi keemat ke baare mein puchhega, to main kahungi ki yah zaruri project supply ke liye tha; koi is par sawal nahin uthaega."
Meera ki ungaliyan vihan ki chhati par aur zor se dab gain. "bilkul sahi," usne dhimi awaaz mein shararat ke saath dheere se kaha. "vaise, tumne bataya tha ki ladke tumse mera number mangte rahte hain? kya tumne abhi tak unme se kisi ko diya hai, ya tum ek jalan rakhne wale gatekeeper ki tarah apne cousin ki izzat bacha rahi ho?"
"main tabhi bataunga jab tum kahogi," vihan ne tezi se uski taraf dekha. "kya tum chahti ho ki main tumhara number kisi aise ko doon jo himmat karke maange?"
"bilkul nahin," meera ne kaha, uski hansi shabdon ke beech mein thi. "agar koi ladka itni buri tarah chahta hai, to use himmat karke mujhse aamne-samne puchna chahiye - maine junior college mein bahut se betaab ladkon ko sambhala hai aur unhen dum dabakar bhagne par majboor kar diya hai. tumhe andaza nahin hai ki tumhari masoom cousin jab chahe kitni beraham ho sakti hai."
vihan ka ling uske chhune se aur zor se dhadakne laga, car mein gahri aur bina bole garmi bhar gai.
vihan ne kaha, "meri pyari cousin ab kafi khatarnak rani ban gai hai."
ghar jaate samay usne apna haath poore raste wahin rakha, ungaliyan mazbooti se tiki hui thin aur chhed rahi thin, unke beech ki shant jagah ek jaisi ummeed se gunj rahi thi.
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Meera ki zindagi ab ek aise mod par pahunchne wali hai jahan se wapas lautna aasaan nahi hoga...
Ek faisla...
Ek mulaqat...
Aur ek aisa raaz jo sab kuch badal sakta hai.
? Tumhare hisaab se next update mein kya hone wala hai?
? Apni prediction comments mein zaroor batao.
Sabse interesting comment ko special mention milega!
❤️ Agar story pasand aa rahi hai to apna support dikhana mat bhoolna.
Agar aap logo ko do pages padhne k baad direct sex chaiye to yeh story aapke liye nhi h,yeh story apne andaaz mai dheere dheere chalne vali hai, properly charcter stable ho jaaye or her ek Banda ya bandi 18+ ho jaaye tabhi sex dikhya jayega wo bhi Aisa ki aaplogo ne socha bhi nhi hoga her ek seen aise likhne ki koshis hogi ki aapka hath aapki choti si lulli ya fati hui chut pe chala jayega,tabtak k liye is maedar story ko apna time dijiye apne pace par aane k liye,khair ab aate h story par to yeh story college k dino ki gehri kahani ko aapke samne rakhegi,yeh prem varsho ke bharose or komal prem par aadharit hai,lekin kuch fantasy kuch bachpana or nayi khili hui jawani dono ko kaha le jayegi or dono in sabse kaise deal karenge yeh batayegi,kahani dhere dhere aage badhegi jismai dabi hui kamuk icchae or fantasy bahar niklegi,kahani ki starting bilkul Masoom parivarik prem par aadharit hai…
Chapter 1!! Ubharta huaa pyaar..
Meera chupchap kamre mai dakhil hui ,woh sidhe kamre mai dakhil hui or uske bagal Mai jaake Beth gai,usne apna sir uske kandhe par tika diya,uske baal itne mulayam the ki uski chati par chipak gae.
Mama ekek karke sab mujhe chodke chale gae, pichle kuch saalo se sirf aap he mere sath college aate the,ab aap bhi chale jayenge phir mai bilkul akeli reh jaungi
Vihaan ki nighahe screen par teeki hui thi,uska hath undono k beech rakhe hue table par rakha huaa tha!
“Tum sabse aakhri mai paida hui thi meera” usne kaha tumhe bus or do saal wait karna hoga.
Meera ne apna sir uthaya,usne apna chehra uski or ghumaya,unke nose lagbhag chune ko bekarar the…
Lekin mama aap mujhe jaante ho ki mai padhai Mai kaisi hu, mujhe nhi lagta ki mai exam mai acche number se pass ho jaungi or aapke pass aa paungi vapish.meera ne kaha…
Vihan ne uski taraf dekha or uski najron mai apni najre milate hue kaha!
Mujhe tumpe pura bharosha hai ki tum kar logi bus tumhe khud pr bharosha rakhna h Meera..
Uske baad vihan khada huaa,usne meera ka hath pakda or use apne kamre mai leke gaya,kamre k andar mej par notes,prshan Patra or purani kitabe rakhi hui thi ,usne daraj kholi or apni madhyamik siksha ki samgri ka ek mota bandal nikala ,usne bandal ko meera k hath mai pakdate hue kaha…
Jab bhi aapko koi problem ho,aap kbhi bhi mujhe call kar sakti ho,mai exam pass karne mai aapki Puri help karunga..
Meera ne vihan ki aankho mai dekhtey hue kaha ki mujhe pura bharosha hai ki aap madad karoge to mai pakka exam acche se pass kar lungi or aapko do saal se jyada mujhse dur rehne nhi dungi..
Vihan meera k or kareeb aaya ,uski awaj dheemi ho gai,,,
Usne kaha !! Mujhe college Mai hamesha mujhe gale lagane vali iss sararati ladki ki yaad aayegi..
Usne apna sir jukaya ,uske boobs ke beech notes or bhi kashkar dub gae,,
Bad mama!! Meera ne kaha agar mai sirf mushibat he hu to mai is exam ki taiyari bilkul bhi nhi karungi..
Woh pr bhi kareeb aa gaya uska hath uski kamar se or bhi sat gaya..
Tum meri sabse pyaari mushibat ho !! Vihan ne kaha ,,,tumhare bina mai her raat jaagta rahunga or sochtaa rahunga ki mujhe kis chij ki kami khal Rahi hai..
Meera ne notes table par rakh diye,woh uske or karib aayi usne apni bahon ko uske Charo or lapet diya or uski pakad or bhi majboot ho gai…
Madan ne apne bahen uske kandhe par rakh di uske apni dadhi uske sir k uper tika di ,woh dono thodi der usi tarah khade rahe,phir woh thodi der baad picche hati phir hath mai notes liye or unko ek vaade ki tarah apne seene se chipka liye..
Mai kuch bhi karke exams pass kar lungi Mama!! I promise you!! Mai aapko call Kiya karungi,aap mera intzar karna…
Jaate hue woh ek baar phirse mudi or jibharke vihan ko dekha or kamre se bahar nikal gai,,Meera ke jaane ke bad vihan akela khada raha,uska suitcase pahle se he darwaje ke pass pada huaa tha,shyam hone se phle use niklna tha,or ghadi kaanta itni tej bhaaga ki shyam ho gai or uske jaane ka time ho gaya,,,bacha huaa aakhri bag bhi driver ne gaadi mai rakh diya or woh apne Gharvalo se gaadi mai Beth ke nikal gaya…
Dono gharo ke parivarvale use chorne ke liye aangan mai jama hue the,,vihan ne hath hilakar unlogo ka abhivadan kiya,jaise he gaadi aage badhne lagi,usne dekha ki meera uski gaadi ke picche picche chal rahi hai,ek hath uper uthaye maano abhi bhi gaadi mai daudkar aake Beth jayegi…
Vihan apne parivar ka chautha or aakhri baccha tha,usse pahle ek bada bhai or do badi bhene thi,meera bhi apne parivar mai chauthi santan thi,uske bhi do badi bhene or ek bada bhai tha,,dono parivar ke 6 bade bhai bhene phle se he apne family business mai set ho chuke the,,ab bache the meera or vihan jo apne raaste talash rahe the…
Jaise jaise uska ghar pichee chutt rahe the waise waise vihan ke andar dard paida ho raha tha,,creem rang ki deeware vale dono Ghar itne pass pass the ki shyam dhalte he unki parchaiya aapas mai mil jaati thi,unki beech ki deewar ke kinare ek aam ka pad tha jiski sakhae dono tile vali chato par aise faili hui thi ki mano kisi bhi vibhajan ko nakar rahi ho,un dono ke pita bachapan se gehre dost the, jinhone ek Ghar ke picche ek jhopdi mai ek chote se kamre se suruaat ki thi, varsho ki kadi mehnat se unhone pure desh mai apne diamond ka business stablish kar diya tha,dono parivar hamesha ek sath rehte the,bacche ek he hospital mai paida hue,sare festival ki taiyari sath mai, Dainik jeevan itna ghanisht roop se juda huaa tha ki gharo ki bich ki deeware ek vastavikta sima ki bajay ret par khinchi gai Rekha jaisi lgti thi…
Unhe us sabko kami khalegi,lekin Meera ke andar ke bhaav sabse katheen the,woh hamesha parivar se badhkar thi,woh ek tut te hue star ki tarah thi jise dekhne k liye dono parivar ke log hamesha aankhe bichaye wait karte the,...
Chalne phirne ki kala sikhne ke baad he wo usne dance practice start kardi thi,shyam ko tv ke saamne bethke aankhe chaudi karke bado kr andar chale jaane k kaafi der baad woh chupke se chat pe jaake dancing ke naye naye steps sikhne ka try karti rehti thi,uske parivar vale jo bhot paramparik vale the,unhone keval meera ko bharatnatyam mai he admission dilaya tha phir bhi usne her step ko vishes roop se sikh liya tha,,jawan hote hote usne laghbhag ek peshewar dancers ki tarah her ek kala ko apni kaabo mai kar liya tha,uski payale saaf paani ki tarah bajti thi,or uska sarir badi khoobsurati or kushalta se maano prachin kathae sunata tha,woh saririk rup se bhot he jyada strong thi, hamesha do do sidiya ek ek sath chadti rehti thi, hamesha shararti krti rehti thi,
Use yaad aaya ki kaise uske jaane se ek raat phle vo apne bhai behno se chipkar sidhe vihan ke pass aai,bina kuch kahe apni peeth pher li or puri tarah se uski chati se lag gai,ek hath halke se uske kandhe par rakha huaa tha,uske sine mai dard badhta jaa raha tha, phir bhi uske hontho par halki si muskan aa gai use yaad karke,,woh hamesha vihan ko mama kehke bulati thi, hamesha uske kareeb rehti thi,or ab uske saamne
ek lumba rasta faila huaa tha,jo pata nhi kab khtam hoga…
Part 2!! Separate threads —
Pichle kuch salo mai meera hamesha vihan ya apne jo bhai bahan mai se sath hote the unke sath khidki ke pass vali kone par jo chair rakhi hui thi usipe khana khati thi,,woh sab her chij pe khulke haste the ,,or kisi bhi bech ka koi bhi ladka himmat karke uske pass jaane ki koshish nahi karta tha,, college ke jyadatar logo ko to yahi lagta tha ki meera or vihan dono relationship Mai hai…
Phir surya naam ka ek ladka unki college Mai aaya,pehle he din se woh Meera par Puri tarah se Fida ho gaya tha,,subah jab meera dancing room mai jaati to woh hamesha meera ko ghurta rehta,usne mahino tak meera ko ghura or jab finally usne meera se apne dil ki baat Kari to meera ka sidha sa yahi jawab tha ki,” agar tumhe mere liye yahi feelings agle 5 saal tak rahegi tab hum is baare mai vistar se baat karenge””
21 December ki aadhi raat ko meera 18 saal ki ho gai…
Phone ki ring bajne par uski aankh khuli,,neend mai uske muh par smile aa gai phone uthahte hue kyunki usse pata tha ki itni raat ko kon phone karega..
Mama ,,,usne neend bhari aavaj mai kaha..
Happy' birthday Meera …❤️ vihan ne milo dur se phone mai kaha,, adult jeevan mai tumhara swagat hai,,or ha tunhare darvaje ke bahar ek dabba tumhara wait kar raha hai jaake use dekho,,,vihan ne haste hue kaha…
Meera turant uthke khadi ho gai…ek box mai behad acche tarike se pack Kiya hua box aaya hua tha,,usne us box k cover ko acche se khola to uske andar ek najuk sone ki payal rakhi hui thi,,,or payal par lagi hui choti choti ghantiya uske bharatnatyam ke jumko ki tarah ek dum satik pattern mai bani hui thi,,or sath mai ek chota sa latter jismai likha tha “” tumhare Sundar pairo ke liye “”
Yeh uska sabse priya neeji rivaj tha,uske pita sakht or satammii swabhav ke the Jo jarurat se jyada kharch karne mai kabhi hichkate nahi the,chuttiya to laghbhag namumkin thi par phirbhi kabhi kabhi woh aisi choti choti chijo k liye rokte nahi the,jab bhi meera apne vihan ke liye kuch bhi lene ki sochti thi to uske pita kabhi bhi beech mai nahi bolte the,waise he vihan k liye bhi wo kuch bhi meera k liye lena chahta tha to uske gharvale bhi kabhi usko rokte nahi the,,saalo se yeh uphar dono gharo ke sabse chote baccho ke beech hammesha se maujud gehre sneh or ghanishtaa ka ek maun utsav ban gae the…
Usne payal ko apne pairo mai bandh diya ,uski madhur aawaj maano ek vada thi,”” yeh bilkul perfect hai mama”” Meera ne aabhar vyakat karte hue kaha
Use aaj pehn lo,or jab tum aakhirkar college aao to isi payal ki khanak ke sath mere liye apni sabse pyaari muskurahat leke aana…vihan ne kaha
Jabse meera ko surya ne propose Kiya tha uspe ladke ab jyada dhyan dene lage,agle week 12th standard ka ek ladka gate ke bahar khada tha ,gabharate hue hath mai ek choklate ka packet pakde hue,usne ladkhadate hue sabko mai meera ki stage performances ki tarif ki or use chocolate di,Meera ne bhi sahejta se uska diya huaa gift swikar kiya,usne dheere se dhanyawad kaha or kaha ki board's ki exams pass aa rahi hai or aage bolte hue kaha ki shayd jab do saal baad padhai khatm ho jayegi tab woh uske proposal kr bare mai sochegi,jaane se phle Meera ne uska hath pakadke zorr se dabaya jisse uss ladke ko meera ke komal hatho ki garmahat chu gai…
Dophar ke lunch ke time ek or ladka gulab ka phool leke aaya,Meera ne sahejta se use swikar kiya or uske pass ek paid k nicche Beth gai,paanch minutes Tak Meera ne uss ladke ki baaten suni or phir kaha ki mujhe abhi meri study par dhyan dena hai,uske chehre par nirasha ke bhaav paida ho gae,Meera ne uske emotional face ko dekhtey hue usse halka sa side se hug kar liya,uski bahen meera ke kandhe par lipat gai or unke sareer itne kareeb aa gae ki meera ko uske seene mai uske dil ki tej Dhadkane mahsoos hui ,,or baat aage badhti usse phle woh picche hatt gai..
Is ghatna ke baad jald he sab logo ko meera ko apne dil ki baat kehne ke bahane mil gae,sablogo ne meera ko propose bhi kiya par at the end un sabko vahi komal or vinamrata se Meera ne javab diya,or uss vajah se kisiko bhi aisa feel nahi huaa ki unko Meera ne thukra diya hai or dhere dhere sabne koshish karni bhi chod di .
Usi beech vihan ne khud ko college life mai bilkul busy kar liya tha,exams ki vajah se woh der raat tak jaagkar padhai karta tha ,isi beech use choti choti chutiya bhot mili thi par woh kabhi ghar nahi aaya tha,or usi saal jab vihan ka birthday aane vala tha to meera ke kahe anusar voh Ghar aane vala tha,14th February ko dono parivar mai hamesha ki tarah Khushi ka mahol bana huaa tha,sablogo ka yahi kehna tha ki Ghar ka ladka vapish aa rahe or sab log vihan ke aane se bhot khush bhi the..
baad mein us thandi subah meera ne use chhat par akela paya. usne donon hathon se ek khubsurti se lipta hua dibba pakda. "ise kholo, mamma," usne dheere se kaha.
ander sabse badhiya digital SLR camera tha, jo sabse acha model tha. jab vihan ne chupchap samman se upar dekha, to meera paas aai,uski aankhon mein shararti positivity chamak rahi thi. "ab tum mere har khoobsurat step ko capture kar sakte ho jab main aakhirkaar campus mein tumhare saath aaungi," usne dheere se kaha. "har pal ko hamesha apne paas rakhna. lekin is camere se un sabhi college girls ki tasveeren lene ki himmat mat karna jo meri mamma ko ghar se door rakh rahi han. yah lens sirf mera hai.”
Vihan dheere se hansa, awaaz garmjoshi aur pyar se bhari thi. "Abhi se hi itni jyada possive mahsoos kar rahi ho, meera?
usne apna sir jhukaya, uski aankhon mein ek shararti chamak thi. "bas yah pakka kar rahi thi ki tumhe yaad rahe ki camera kis par focus hona chahiye."
uske baad wah sirf do baar ghar aaya, ek baar apni bahan ki shaadi mein aur ek baar meera ke bhai ki shaadi men. donon hi baar ghar mehmanon aur shor se bhara hua tha. Vihan vendor list aur stage arrangement manage karne mein busy tha, jabki meera apne classical dance performance ke liye lambe samay tak rehearsal karti thi. voh corridor mein ya bheed bhare hall mein bus thodi der ke liye hi mil paate the, aur ek-dusre ke beech ek acchi doori banae rakhte the.
phon call regular aate the, jinmein meera mushkil chapter ke baare mein sawal puchti thi aur vihan sabra se step-bi-step derivation samjhata tha. phir bhi, ve kitni bhi der baat karen, baatcheet hamesha exam tips par khatm hoti thi aur isse zyada personal kuch nahin hota tha, kyonki uske busy schedule mein kisi gahri baat ke liye jagah nahin bachti thi.
har sham wah gandhi road wale bade ghar mein lautti, apni kitabon ke saath chhat par baithati aur uske chhode hue notes padhti. jab koi samasya hal nahin hoti thi, to wah der raat use phone karti thi.
"mamma," usne ek sham phone par kaha, "yah integration mujhse lad raha hai. ise phir se aise samjhao jaise tum mere theek bagal mein baithi ho."
Vihan ki awaaz speaker se garmjoshi se aai. "ek second ke liye kitab neeche rakho, meera. ab socho ki yah body vaisa hi hai jaise tum apne dance moves ke dauran jhukti ho. smud. koi achanak jump nahin. limits ko tumhe guide karne do, majboor mat karo."
meera andhere kamre mein muskurai. "tum har cheez ko naughty bana deti ho," usne kaha. "maths ko bhi."
Vihan dheere se hansa. "sirf tab jab main tumse baat karta hun."
usne phone apne kaan se aur lagaya. ghar uske charon or shanti se so raha tha jabki kanchipuram chand ke neeche shant pada tha. do saal achanak bahut lambe lagne lage. phir bhi har hal hui problem use uske ek kadam aur kareeb le aai, aur har der raat ka call use theek wahi yaad dilata tha ki usne itni mehnat se padhai kyon ki. wah phir se college canteen mein uske bagal mein baithna chahti thi, uske kandhe se vaise hi lagna chahti thi jaise pehle karti thi, aur use ek baar phir uski pareshani batate hue sunna chahti thi. isse zyada kuch nahin. isse kam bhi nahin.
Part 3!!! Threads reunited ❤️
june 2021 mein campus mein naye chehre aaye. Meera ka third year pichle hafte shuru hua tha. wah apne doston ke saath parking-lot caffeteriya ke paas khada tha, sunne ka natak kar raha tha, jabki uski nazrein entrance road ki taraf ja rahi thin.
ek kali toyota fortuner paas mein hi ruki. engine shant ho gaya. ek pal ke liye duniya ne apni sans rok li. pichla darwaza khula.
subse pehle lambi, sunhari taangen niklin, chikni aur toned, ek hare anarkali ka kinara gehri jaangho se thodi uper tha. phir uska baaki shareer dikhai diya, aur vihan ke aas-pas ki har baatcheet turant band ho gai.
vah bahut khoobsurat thi.
hari anarkali ek sital paani ke aakaar ki body se chipki hui thi jo sirf chhune ke liye bani hui lag rahi thi. patli kamar andar ki or mudi hui thi aur phir chaude, gol kulhon mein badal jaati thi jo har kadam ke saath hilte the. bhare hue stan patle kapde se zor se dabe hue the, unka naram vazan neckline ko neeche khinch raha tha jisse chikni sunhari tvacha ubhari hui dikh rahi thi. kapda uski chhati par kaskar faila hua tha, jab bhi woh saans leti thi to kade nipple ka halka sa ubhaar dikhta tha. lambe, ghane bal uski peeth par khule hue the, jo kamar aur gaand ke milne ki jagah ko chhoo rahe the.
uske dost beech mein hi jam gaye. group mein dhimi sitiyan aur hairani bhari fusfusahat gunj uthi.
"bhad mein jao... yah kaun hai?"
"yah sabse hot fresh ladki hai aisa maal maine aaj Tak kabhi dekha nahi hai”
"pahle mauka do, doston. main kisi aur ko mauka milne se pehle hi propos kar raha hun."
meera ki nazrein turant vihan par padin. baaki sabko ignore karte hue, wah sidhe uski taraf chali gai, uski gaand ek dhimi, natural ridam mein ghum rahi thi jisse anarkali har mod par hill rahi thi aur chipak rahi thi. uski mama aur ek bahan kuch kadam peeche chal rahi thin, aur dikki se saman nikalte samay driver ko ishara kar rahi thin.
"mamma," usne khushi se bhari awaaz mein kaha.
usne apni bahen uske gale mein daal deen aur apne shareer ko kaskar uske shareer se sata liya. uske breast us nazuk kapde se garm aur mulayam dab rahe the jo unhen alag kar raha tha. uski gaand jan-bujkar, apnepan se uske gaand se ek seedh mein the. uski jani-pahchani khushboo - talk aur kuch zyada gadhi, phir bhi taazi - uske fefdo mein bhar gai.
Vihan ek pal ke liye ruka raha, phir uske haath uski peeth ko gherne ke liye uthe. uski hatheliyon ne garm skin par kapde ke chikne sarakne ko mahsoos kiya.
uske dost hairan hokar chupchap dekh rahe the, unke hathon mein cold drinks bhool gaye the.
Meera bus itni peeche hati ki use dekh sake, phir bhi uske haath uske kandhon par mazbooti se tike rahe. "aakhirkar main tumhare paas pahunch hi gai," usne chamakti aankhon se kaha. "subse aakhiri seat jo khali thi, wah mujhe mil gai. ab main tumhe har din pareshan kar sakti hun, jaise main college mein karti thi."
Vihaan ki awaaz dhimi aur bhari ho gai. "tumne kar dikhaya, meera."
Woh ek baar phir jhuki, uski jaangh jan-bujkar uski jaangh se chhoo gai, phir wah ek chhoti si, santusht muskan ke saath ek taraf hat gai.
usne use jaldi se apne doston ke circle mein apni kazin aur bachpan ki sabse karibi saathi ke taur par introduce karaya.
Meera ne kaha, "ab hamen campus ghumao, mamma."
Vihan ne sir hilaya.
woh sath-sath chale gaye. har kadam par uska kulha uske kulhe se chhuta. uska haath uske haath mein pazation ki tarah lipta raha. uske dost tab tak dekhte rahe jab tak wo donon kone se gayab nahin ho gaye, koi bhi tab tak nahin bola jab tak ki jagah phir se khali na lagne lagi.
agle din, meera gallery mein freshers ke beech khadi thi, principal ki awaaz hall mein gunj rahi thi jab wah naye admission ka swagat kar rahe the. unka pehla din orientation talk aur har department ki faculty dwara guide kiye ja rahe campus tour ki sukhad dhundh mein beet gaya.
bheed mein sleek modern cuts pahane shahar ki ladkiyan thin, jo un ladkiyon ke saath khadi thin jo saaf taur par gaon ki mitti se sidhe aai thin. phir bhi, tour mein madad kar rahe seniors ne meera ka dhyan khincha. ve bina kisi pareshani ke western style mein maidan mein ghum rahe the, unke kapdon se skin ke kafi hisse dikh rahe the: sleeveless top, thri-quarter pant, deep V-nek, short skirt aur figar-hugging jegings.
is pal tak, meera ne apni mama ki pasand ki saadi pavadai-dawani aur anarkali ke alava kuch nahin pehna tha. usne aise bold kapde sirf television par hi dekhe the. ab unhen asal zindagi mein itne confidence se pahane hue dekhakar, ve pake hue, chamakte hue aur bahut zyada lubhane wale fal jaise lag rahe the - aisa fal jise chakhne ke liye uska dil pehle se hi bechain tha.
dusre din uska pehla asli classroom session aaya. us subah, meera ne bahut dhyan se apna outfit chuna tha - sabse chhota aur sabse tight anarkali jo usne poore ek saal pehle sila tha, jise pahanne ki usne aaj tak himmat nahin ki thi. gehra hara silk uske wardrobe ke kisi bhi dusre saade kapde se zyada chipka hua tha, jo uske boobs ke bade ubhaar ko dikhata tha, phir uski patli kamar par natakiya roop se sikudta tha aur uski gaand ke gol karv par dheere se fail jata tha. halanki uski mamma ke hisab se yah abhi bhi puri tarah se traditional thi - isme lambi aastin, unchi neckline aur kapda tha jo uske takhnon tak thik-thak gir raha tha - yah dress uske neeche chhipe perfect mommy figure ko dikhane ke sabse kareeb thi. silk aur sanyam mein lipte hone ke bavjud, uska shareer shant, zabardast takat ke saath khud ko dikha raha tha.
jaise hi usne dahliz paar ki, sabki nazrein uski taraf mud gai. ladke khuleaam ghurne se khud ko rok nahin paa rahe the, na sirf uske chehre ki mulayam golai aur uske peeche aane wali natural chamak se, balki jis tarah se anarkali suit usse chipka hua tha, jisse uski chhati ka halka sa upar-niche hona, uski kamar ka halka sa hilna aur uski moti gaand ka sundar ubhaar aur bhi ubhar raha tha, usse sab log mohit ho rahe the. meera ko is tarah ke attention ki aadat ho gai thi. woh jahan bhi jati, waha hamesha kamre mein sabse khoobsurat ladki hoti, ek shant, private garv jise usne kabhi khuleaam nahin dikhaya.
usne aakhiri line mein ek seat chuni. uske bagal wali jagah khali rahi. ek lambi ladki, jiski ponytail bahut acchi thi, andar aai. nai ladki ne figar-hugging jeans aur second-skin button wali shirt pehni thi, jiska upar ka button itna khula tha ki cleavage ka halka sa hissa dikh raha tha, jabki hem is tarah kata hua tha ki uski naabhi dikh rahi thi. jaise hi wah andar aai .nai-nai baatein hone lagin aur meera par tike har sir nai ladki ki taraf mud gaye.
meera ne use dhyan se dekha. ladki ki khubsurti bahut acchi thi aur uska figure bhi dekhne layak tha, phir bhi usme meera ke chehre jaisi komal, pyari masoomiyat nahin thi. phir bhi, jis tarah se usne khud ko sambhala - confidence aur magnatism ke saath - wah sach mein shandar tha. isme koi hairani ki baat nahin thi ki ladke use dekhkar lar tapkaane ko taiyar lag rahe the.
ladki uske bagal wali khali seat par baith gai.
"hey padosi," ladki ne aaram se confidence ke saath seat par baithte hue kaha. "main anjali hun."
meera mudi aur ek halki si muskan di. "hey yaa... main meera hun."
"meera," anjali ne dohraya, naam ko aise test kar rahi thi jaise use yah pehle se pasand ho. "cut. vaise, sab mujhe anju kahte han."
"tumhara naam bhi bahut sundar hai," meera ne jawab diya, uske gaalon par dimple pad rahe the. "ghar par mere dost mujhe meera he kahte hai."
anju ki aankhen chamak uthin. wah thoda jhuki, muskan shararti ho gai. "meera? oh, yah to ekdum sahi hai. yeh gaal aise lag rahe hain jaise main sach mein kaat lun."
Woh aage badhi aur shararat se unhen chutki kati. barf ek pal mein toot gai. unke beech wahin ek rishta ban gaya, aasan aur roshan. phir bhi, do khoobsurat college girls ke beech paida hui kisi bhi dosti ki tarah, andar hi andar ek dabi hui jalan thi, donon ne man hi man yakeen dilaya ki dusri zyada sundar hai.
agli sham ek kali fortuner aai, uske kuch der baad ek chamchamati silver honda city aai. Vihan ka bada bhai fortuner se bahar nikla, jabki meera ka bada bhai nai car ki driver seat se nikla, donon ke chehre par parivar ki saazish wali ek jaisi santusht aadhi-adhuri muskan thi.
uske bhai ne haath badhaya, aur kamyabi ke halke se andaaz mein chabi dikhai. "yah company ki property hai, chhote bhai," usne savdhani se kaha. "dhyan rakhna ki tum surakshit gadi chalao, aur un laparwah racer mein se kisi mein mat badlo jinke baare mein hum sunte aa rahe han."
meera ke bhai ne sir hilaya. "donon parivar ek saath baithe aur tay kiya ki ab jab college life busy hoti ja rahi hai, to tumhe iski zaroorat hai.”
vihan ne thande metal ko apni ungaliyon se pakda. isse pehle ki wah kuch bol pata, dost aur batchmate sitiyon, cheers aur mazakiya dhakkon ki bauchhar mein car mein ghus aaye, ek darjan haath chamakte naye paint ko chhune ke liye aage badhe. kisi ne uski peeth par itni zor se thappad mara ki wah chaunkkar hans pada.
"tret bro!" ek dost chillaya. "nai car ka matlab hai bada lunch - is par koi mol-tol nahin!"
vihan ne badhti hui bheed ko dekha, wahan pehle se hi bees log aur usse bhi zyada log shamil ho rahe the - aur haar mankar haath upar utha die. "thik hai, theek hai," woh hansa. "chalo paas wale khane ki dukan par chalte han. main bill de dunga."
car aur bike jaldi bhar gain. vihan honda city ke pahiye ke peeche baith gaya. meera ne bina kisi hichkichahat ke aage wali passenger seat le li, jab usne seat belt ke liye haath badhaya to uski anarkali uske haath se chhoo gai, jab bhi wah pahiya ghumata to uski jaangh ka mulayam mod uske shareer se garm mahsoos hota.
restorent mein unhone do lambi table ek-dusre ko dhakel deen. biryani, kabab aur thums up ki thandi botalon se bhari pleten ek-dusre ko di gain. diwaron se hansi gunj rahi thi.
vihan ki class ki do ladkiyon - priyanka aur sneha - ne meera ko dekha aur us par jhapat padin, use shararat se khinchkar apne beech bitha liya.
priyanka pehle jhuki, uski aankhon mein shararat thi. "thik hai, gorgius, sab kuch bata do," usne dhimi aur saazish wali awaaz mein kaha. "tum asal mein vihan ko kab se jaante ho? kyonki jis tarah se tum donon ek-dusre ko dekhte ho, wah pakka sirf 'coisins wibs' nahin hai."
sneha ne mazak mein meera ke kandhe par haath mara, jisse uske dimple khushi se chamak uthe. "bilkul! hum sabne us din parking-lot mein gale milte hue dekha tha - aisa lag raha tha jaise tum donon kindergarten se practice kar rahe ho. kam on, kya tum log sirf bahut karibi parivar ho, ya koi secret love story hai jise hum sab miss kar rahe han?"
meera ko apne gaalon mein garmi mahsoos hui, lekin usne ek halki si muskan banae rakhi, aur samay bachane ke liye kabab ka ek tukda apne muh mein daal liya. "ham bahut karibi parivar se hai," usne aakhir mein halki awaaz mein kaha. "hamare ghar sachmuch ek deewar share karte hain jisse hamari chhaten milti hain, aur hamare aam ke ped ek hi dhoop ke liye ladte han. hum donon aangan ke beech daudte hue, donon kitchen se snacks churate hue bade hue han. bus itna hi."
priyanka itni aasani se jaane nahin de rahi thi. wah aur paas jhuki, uski awaaz chidhane wali fusfusahat mein badal gai. "lakin cousins aamtaur par ek-dusre se is tarah nahin liptate, meera. aur woh tumhe aisa karne deta hai. zyadatar ladke ghabra jayenge agar koi itni sundar ladki public mein itni paas aa jaye."
sneha khilkhilai aur apna muh dhak liya. "sach mai! agar maine apne cousin ke saath aisa karne ki koshish ki, to woh chillate hue bhag jaega. to batao - kya vihan singal-singal hai, ya...?" usne ishara karte hue apni aankhein hilain. "kyonki hummein se kuch log apna shot maarna chahenge, tumhe pata hai. toper, jental, total husband matirial."
priyanka phir se shararat se beech mein kood padi. "aur agar wah single hai, to shayad tum use kuch acchi baat kah sakti ho? hum hamesha tumhare best friends rahenge."
meera dheere se hansi. "woh... complicated hai," usne kaha, uski aankhen dheere se shararat se naach rahi thin. "padhai aur family par bahut focus karta hai."
sneha ne drama karte hue muh banaya. "complicated kaise? chalo, hamen kuch do! kya koi purana crush hai? ya woh chupke se kisi khas ka intezaar kar raha hai?" usne meera ko phir se kuhani mari. "meri mamma ne mujhse promise karvaya tha ki main uski kahani bahar na aane doon."
priyanka ne nakli dua mein haath jode. "please kah do ki wah single hai. mere liye bus itni hi info kafi hogi."
meera ne dheere se hanste hue apna sir hilaya, na confirm kiya aur na hi mana kiya, mistry ko hawa mein latka rahane diya. "tum donon dangerous ho," usne kaha. "lakin main tumhe pehle se hi pasand karti hun."
sawalon ki bauchhar se bachne ke liye meera ne achanak apni awaaz unchi kar li, table ke us paar vihan ko dekhkar uski aankhen chamak uthin. "mamma, aap baaki sab ki tarah regular treat nahin de saktin,”
usne pukara. "nai car ke celebration mein aapse kuch extra chahiye. mujhe aur kya milega, hamm?"
vihan ne apni plate se upar dekha, uski aankhon mein ek mazedaar bhav tha jisse uski aankhen garm ho gain. "gaal," usne itni zor se kaha ki puri table sun sake, "yah car asal mein meri hai bhi nahin. main to bus official driver hun. sabut? yeh do saal tumhare bina - kisi ne mujhe kuch bhi gift karne ke baare mein nahin socha. jaise hi tum yahan college mein admission loge, achanak ek nai honda aa jaegi. to tecnikli, tumhe payment karna chahiye."
unke charon or hansi gunj uthi. sab meera ki or mude, uske wapas aane ka intezaar kar rahe the.
ek ladke ne apna gilas uthaya. "to use treat dene do! meera ki vajah se nai kar!"
meera ne nakli gusse mein apna kanta neeche rakh diya. "meri maa mujhe kabhi pocket money nahin deti," usne kaha. "maa hamesha se mera chalta-firta batua rahi hain - jab se hum saath mein aam churate the. kuch cheezein kabhi nahin badaltin."
hansi aur tez ho gai. koi chillane laga "maa ki laadli maa ki laadli" jab tak cold drinks ko ast-vyast toast mein nahin uthaya gaya. "joint tret!"
khana khatm hone tak, meera puri tarah se aaram mahsoos kar rahi thi kyonki usne apne dance compitition, apne plus-tu marks aur kanchipuram mein apni pasandeeda biryani ki jagah ke baare mein sawalon ke jawab die. ladkon ne uske footwork ke baare mein puchha, jabki ladkiyon ne uske hair oil ke secrets ke baare mein puchha. usne bina koshish kiye hi un sabhi ko aasani se impress kar liya.
us dopahar ke baad yah baat tezi se fail gai. meera batch mein us khoobsurat junior coisin ke taur par jaani jaane lagi jo shant teesre saal ke topper ko sabse dhimi, sabse meethi awaaz mein "mumma kehti thi.
vihan ke dost bhi use "mumma" kahne lage - shuru mein chidhane ke andaaz men, lekin baad mein sacche pyar se. yah nickname uske doston ke beech uski pehchan ka hissa ban gaya.
Part 4!!!! Bonds❤️
shuruaati dinon mai.meera hamesha break time aur sham ko apni mamma ke saath ghumne-firne ki koshish karti thi. unhone apne-apne hostel mess mein jaane ke bajay college canteen mein saath mein lunch karne ka faisla kiya.
jab lecture chal raha tha, usne message type kiya.
"mamma, aap kahan hain?"
brek aate hi wah uske paas pahunch gai. do din tak lagatar message karne ke bad, vihan ne apni location uske saath share ki taki wah use kabhi bhi Find My app par dhoondh sake.
"mamma, pakka? aapko koi privacy nahin chahiye?" usne puchha.
"zindgi mein aisa kuch bhi nahin hoga jo main aapke saath share nahin karna chahunga," usne jawab diya.
"jab bhi koi lecture boring ho, main aapki location dekhungi,"
vihan muskuraya, uska expression garm aur khula tha jab usne aasani se apne kandhe uchkaye. "mujhe bilkul bhi dikkat nahin hai,"
lectur ke beech ki shant jagahon par, unke shared desk par fusfusate hue, anjali aur meera ke beech dosti badhi.
teesre din, jab professor syllabus par zor-zor se baat kar rahe the, anjali ek taraf jhuk gai, awaaz dhimi thi. "to, meera... tum puri zindagi kanchipuram mein hi rahi ho?"
meera ne sir hilaya, uske gaalon par dimple pad rahe the. "janm aur parvarish. wahi ghar, wahi sab kuchh. tumhara kya? tum to aisi lagti ho jaise tumne puri duniya dekh lee ho."
anjali ki aankhen bolte hue chamak uthin. "lagbhag," usne kaha. "dad army mein the, ek pakke tamilian jinhone ek marathi aurat se shaadi ki thi. unki posting ki vajah se hum har do ya teen saal mein badalte rahte the. maine itne gharon mein saman pack aur anpack kiya hai jitne zyadatar log apni puri zindagi mein jaate han. eklauti santan hone ki vajah se, mera rishtedaron se bhi zyada contact nahin hai. bus hum teen hi the, hamesha ghumte rahte the."
meera ne ek chhoti, hairani bhari sans li. "yeh bahut cool lag raha hai. tumhari zindagi ke aage meri zindagi bahut chhoti lagti hai." agle din, periods ke beech lambe break ke dauran, anjali ne sawal wapas kar diya. "tumhari bari. bada parivar ya chhota?"
meera ka chehra khil utha. "bahut bada! main char bahanon aur ek bhai mein sabse chhoti hun. hum ek traditional joint family mein rahte han. lagbhag aath cousin ek hi chhat ke neeche sath-sath bade ho rahe han. hamesha koi na koi hota hai jisse bahas kar sakun, raaz bata sakun, ya aangan mein khel sakun. maine kabhi mahsoos nahin kiya ki ghar mein akele rehna kaisa hota hai."
anjali ne apni thuddi haath par rakhi, aankhen jalan se naram ho gain. "aath bacche... main aise parivaron ko dekhti thi aur jalan hoti thi. main hamesha sochti thi ki bhai-bahnon ke idhar-udhar bhagte-daudte kaisa lagta hoga." hafte ke beech men, jab class notes copy kar rahi thi, anjali ne meera ko der tak dekha. "tumhen pata hai mujhe tumhare baare mein sabse zyada kya pasand hai?" usne puchha. "tumhara parivar saaf taur par ameer hai - wah bada ghar, silk mil, sab kuch - lekin tum bahut zameen se judi hui ho. main jitne bhi ameer bachchon se mili hun, unme se zyadatar aise bartaav karte hain jaise duniya un par ehsaanmand ho. tum bas... asli ho."
meera sharm se hans padi, uske gaal halke gulabi ho gaye. "amir?" usne apni awaaz mein thodi masti ke saath kaha. "mere mammi-papa asal mein bahut kanjus han. ve mujhe mushkil se hi zyada pocket money dete han, aur main unke kifayati tareekon ke beech hi badi hui hun." usne halke se kandhe uchkaye, jaise is baat ko kharij karna chahti ho. "sach kahoon to, mujhe to yah bhi nahin pata ki hum asal mein kitne ameer han. mujhe kabhi aisa laga hi nahin."
anjali ne muskurate hue sir hilaya. "tum bahut pyari ho meera. isiliye main tumhe pasand karti hun."
shukravar ko, aakhiri ghanti bajne se theek pahle, meera khud ko aur rok nahin pai. usne anjali ke cropped top par nazar dali jisse uski naabhi khuli hui thi aur cleavage ka halka sa nishan dikh raha tha, phir dheere se boli, "anju... tum jis tarah se kapde pahanti ho... wah bahut confident lagta hai. tum kaise tay karti ho ki har din kya pahanna hai?"
anjali ki muskan shaitani ho gai jab wah paas jhuki. "do aasan niyam hain jinka main palan karti hun," usne kaha. "pahli baat, meri naabhi kabhi dhaki nahin honi chahiye. dusri baat, cleavage ka thoda sa hissa zaruri hai; isse ladkon ki dilchaspi bani rehti hai aur unhen zyada kuch nahin dikhta." usne aankh maari aur kaha, "kyon? kuch naya try karne ki soch rahi ho?"
meera ki aankhen chaudi ho gain, unme tareef ki ek shant chingari khil uthi. "tum ise itna aasan bana deti ho. jaise duniya tumhari ho." usne anjali ko hairani se dekha. "tum meri idol ban rahi ho, anju... har us cheez ke liye jo main apne baare mein janana chahti hun."
us weekend computer lab lagbhag khali thi. meera andar ghusi, uski cream salwar kameez uski moti gaand par lahra rahi thi, dupatta ek kandhe par dheela latka hua tha. usne ek baar peeche mudkar dekha, phir sidhe uske paas chali gai.
"mamma," usne dheere se kaha, haath uske gaand par tik gaye kyonki dupatta aur khisak gaya, jisse uski gardan ki najuk line dikhne lagi, "mere paas jo bhi kapde hain woh paramparik gaon ki ladki jaise lagte han. main in college girls ke aage puri tarah se alg-thalg dikhti hun."
vihan ne apna code save kiya, phir apni kursi ghumai taki uski nazrein shanti se us par ghumen. halanki dhili kameez ne uske figure ke attraction ko kafi had tak chhipa diya tha, phir bhi wah use saaf dekh sakta tha - wah ladki jiske liye hamesha uske dil mein ek khas jagah thi.
"tum jo bhi pahno, jisse tumhe lage ki tum yahin ki ho," usne uski thuddi uthai. "ab jab tum college mein ho to ghar walon ko yah tay karne ki zaroorat nahin hai ki tum kaise chamkogi.”
meera tab tak paas aai jab tak uske ghutne uske ghutnon se nahin chhoo gaye. uski skin ki halki, meethi khushboo ne use gher liya.
lakin mujhe wo kapde kahan milenge, mamma?" usne puchha, apna sir jhukate hue, us shararti, dil pighla dene wale challenge ke sath. "ya mujhe kapde bilkul chhod dene chahiye aur bina kapdon ke class mein jana chahiye? corridor mein har ladke ko ek free show dena chahiye jise wo log kabhi nahin bhulenge?"
"agar tum bina kapdo ke ghumogi to tum poore college ko pagal kar dogi," uska gala sukh gaya. "ladke pehle se hi har din mujhe gher lete hai, tumhara number mangne ke liye bechain pillon ki tarah bheekh maangte han."
meera ne aakhiri chhoti doori tay ki, uski janghen uske ghutnon se garm hokar dab rahi thin, awaaz ek gahri fusfusahat mein badal gai jo sirf uske liye thi.
"to mujhe abhi shopping par le chalo aur mere liye aise kapde kharido jo fit ho mamma," usne haanfte hue kaha. "apni pyari chhoti cousin ko aisi modern ladki bana do jiske peeche campus ka har ladka bhagega."
woh mall gaye. meera use sidhe ladkiyon ke section mein le gai, uski ungaliyan rack par ud rahi thin
jab wah halke rangon ke tight top, kamar ke theek neeche tak aane wali cropped Tshirt purani jean jacket aur jeggings chun rahi thi jo uski skin par gahre rang ki aur mulayam lagengi.
trial room mein usne jaldi se kapde badle aur har baar sirf uski aankhon ke liye bahar nikli.
subse pehle ek kala top aaya jo uske bhare hue boobs se chipka hua tha, cotton itna patla tha ki neeche nipple ki halki si outline dikh rahi thi. woh dheere se mudi, moti gand jeggings ko puri tarah se bhar rahe the, gol gand gahre rang ke kapde par bold dikh rahi thi.
Vihaan bahar bench par karvat badal raha tha, uska ling uski jeans se satkar dard se sakht ho raha tha kyonki usne bheed bhare corridor mein bhukhe ghurte ladkon ki kalpana ki thi, haath us cheez ko chhune ki himmat kar rahe the jise ab woh akela dekh raha tha.
iske baad woh low neckline wali safed T shirt mein bahar nikli, jeans jacket khuli hui thi jisse breast aapas mein dabe hue the aur jab wah thoda aage jhuki to gahri cleavage dikh rahi thi.
"sach-sach batao, mamma, kya isse main itni modern lagungi ki bina koshish kiye sabka dhyan khinch sakun?" meera ki awaaz mein halka sa mazak tha.
vihan ne zor se thuk nigala, uski uttejana lagatar badh rahi thi.
"bahut zyada modern," vihan ne kaha. "ladke apne lecture bhool jayenge aur tumhe ghurte hue diwaron se takra jaenge."
vah dheere se hansi aur phir gayab ho gai.
ek ke baad ek kapde - ek lal top jo uski patli kamar ko dhank raha tha, neeli jeggings jo uski moti jaanghon ko aur ubhaar rahi thin. har kapde mein uski dhoop se jhulsi skin aur bold covers bina kisi jhijhak ke dikh rahe the.
vihan ne counter par paise die, donon hathon mein bag bhari the. wapas aate samay woh paas baithi, uska haath uski jaangh par garm tha.
"mamma, vaada karo ki is shopping trip ke baare mein ek bhi baat maa ya ghar par kisi tak nahin pahunchegi," meera ne dheere se dabate hue kaha. "meri maa ko heart attack aa jayega agar unhen pata chale ki unki beti ke paas ab itne tight kapde hain ki har karv dikh raha hai."
vihan ne sadak par nazrein gadae rakhin, haath se apna brief dhakkar aur bachav karte hue.
"tumhara secret mere paas hamesha safe hai, meera," vihan ne kaha. "agar koi kabhi keemat ke baare mein puchhega, to main kahungi ki yah zaruri project supply ke liye tha; koi is par sawal nahin uthaega."
Meera ki ungaliyan vihan ki chhati par aur zor se dab gain. "bilkul sahi," usne dhimi awaaz mein shararat ke saath dheere se kaha. "vaise, tumne bataya tha ki ladke tumse mera number mangte rahte hain? kya tumne abhi tak unme se kisi ko diya hai, ya tum ek jalan rakhne wale gatekeeper ki tarah apne cousin ki izzat bacha rahi ho?"
"main tabhi bataunga jab tum kahogi," vihan ne tezi se uski taraf dekha. "kya tum chahti ho ki main tumhara number kisi aise ko doon jo himmat karke maange?"
"bilkul nahin," meera ne kaha, uski hansi shabdon ke beech mein thi. "agar koi ladka itni buri tarah chahta hai, to use himmat karke mujhse aamne-samne puchna chahiye - maine junior college mein bahut se betaab ladkon ko sambhala hai aur unhen dum dabakar bhagne par majboor kar diya hai. tumhe andaza nahin hai ki tumhari masoom cousin jab chahe kitni beraham ho sakti hai."
vihan ka ling uske chhune se aur zor se dhadakne laga, car mein gahri aur bina bole garmi bhar gai.
vihan ne kaha, "meri pyari cousin ab kafi khatarnak rani ban gai hai."
ghar jaate samay usne apna haath poore raste wahin rakha, ungaliyan mazbooti se tiki hui thin aur chhed rahi thin, unke beech ki shant jagah ek jaisi ummeed se gunj rahi thi.
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Meera ki zindagi ab ek aise mod par pahunchne wali hai jahan se wapas lautna aasaan nahi hoga...
Ek faisla...
Ek mulaqat...
Aur ek aisa raaz jo sab kuch badal sakta hai.
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