Chapter 01: Parda or Pauhar
Kanpur ki Purani Basti mein subah ki pehli azaan hamesha Maulvi Irfan Sahab ki aawaz se shuru hoti thi. Aath-thaanve saal ki umr, safed daadhi jo seene tak aati thi, chehre pe taqwa aur dunya-daari ka wo rob jisse mohalle ka har chhota-bada banda jhuk kar "Assalamu Alaikum Maulvi Sahab" bolta tha. Maulvi Irfan sirf masjid ke imaam nahi the, wo pure ilaake ke shariat aur izzat ke sarbarah the. Unka ghar — Irfan Manzil — masjid ke thik peeche tha. Teen manzila purani haweli jiki uonchi deewarein aur hare rang ke darwaze hamesha aanchal aur pardah ki gawahi dete the. Ghar mein char log the. Maulvi Irfan, unki biwi Rukhsana Begum (50 saal), unka beta Hafiz Imran (30 saal), aur beti jaisi bahu Zoya (25 saal). Rukhsana Begum ka naam poore zile mein madarsa-e-niswa (ladkiyon ka madarsa) ki sadar (headmistress) ke taur pe mashhoor tha. Pachas saal ki umr mein bhi Rukhsana ka jism bhara hua, gora rang, aur aakhon mein aisi shariat ki strictness thi ki madarse ki sau ladkiyan unke saamne saans lene se pehle aanchal sambhalti thin. Safed ya kaala baqaida burqa, chehre pe naqaab, aur zubaan pe hamesha deen ki baatein. Mohalle ki auratein use "Pakiza Begum" kehti thin. Unka beta Imran bhi baap ke naksh-e-qadam pe tha. Tees saal ka jawan maulvi, topie, kurta-pyjama, aur aakhon mein wahi ghurur jo baap mein tha. Lekin Imran ka dimaag sirf kitabon tak tha — jism, lund, chut aur aurat ki asli thukai ko samajhne ki salahiyat usme zero thi. Aur unki bahu Zoya… Zoya aisi ladki thi jise dekh kar koi bhi kahe ki yeh jannat se utri huyi koi hoor hai. Pachchis saal ki Umar, patli kamar, gol ubhar, kaali badi aankhein, aur fitrat aisi masoom ki aaj tak usne apne pati Imran ke thande lund ke ilawa kisi mard ko dekha tak nahi tha. Imran se shaadi ko do saal ho chuke the, lekin Zoya ke liye shariat, sharam, aur pati ki khidmat hi sab kuch thi. Uska parda itna kattar tha ki ghar ke baalkani pe bhi wo bina dupatte ke nahi aati thi. Lekin is pakiza haweli ke samne, raste ke doosre paar ek naya hungama shuru hone wala tha. Irfan Manzil ke thik samne jo purani zameen thi, use ek builder ne khareed liya tha. Aur wahan construction ka kaam dekhne aaya tha Raghuveer Raghuvanshi — yaani "Raghu". Raghu chaantis (34) saal ka kattar, muscular mard tha. Chahe foot do inch height, chauda seena jiske upar hamesha do button khule rehte, baazuon pe ubhari hui nasein, kaala ghana moochh, aur aakhon mein aisi aag jo kisi bhi aurat ki chut aur jism ko ek nazar mein naap leti thi. Raghu Kanpur ke dehati aur kattar mohalle se aata tha, use mazhab ya mulla-giri ki koi parwah nahi thi. Uske liye mardangi, taqat aur nanga thokna hi sabse bada mazhab tha. Subah ke 9 baje the. Sunahri dhoop Irfan Manzil ke aangan pe pad rahi thi. Raghu samne waali site pe khada tha. Gale mein laal dhaaga, chhati pe paseena shine kar raha tha, aur haath mein cement ki lipi hui eent thi. Usne zor se aawaz lagayi, "Abe oye Chhotu! Cement ka bora aur laa, idhar jaldi kar saale!" Uski bhaari, mardana aawaz Irfan Manzil ke andar tak goonj gayi. Madarsa-e-Niswa ki sadar, Rukhsana Begum, apne kamre ke window par khadi thin. Unhone kaala naqaab utara hua tha kyunki andar ghar tha. Pachas saal ki umr mein Rukhsana ka jism ek pakke hue phal ki tarah tha — bhare hue bade mumme jo mehmoodi kameez ke andar kase hue the, chaudi gaand, aur aisi rann-jaisi banawat jo kisi bhi jawan mard ko hilakar rakh de. Rukhsana ne khidki se bahar dekha. Usne dekha samne ek chauda mard bina shirt ke (sirf sando banian mein) haath mein eent uthaye khada hai. Raghu ke baazuon ke cut, uske seene ke baal, aur paseene se chamakti chhati ko dekh kar Rukhsana ki aankhein ek pal ke liye thithak gayi. Rukhsana ki aakhon mein aisi aag tair gayi jo unhone pachchis saal se Maulvi Irfan ke thande aur suke hue lund se kabhi nahi paayi thi. Maulvi Irfan sirf hafto mein ek baar shariat ke mutabiq 2 minute ka pheeka kaam karke hat jaate the. Rukhsana andar se thukai ki pyaasi thi, ek aisi bhatakti Hui aatma jise har raat ek asli mard ke mote lund ki zaroorat hoti thi, lekin bahar wo Sadar Rukhsana Begum thin — shariat ki murat. Raghu ne suddenly upar dekha. Uska dhyan Irfan Manzil ki pehli manzil ki khidki par gaya. Wahan ek 50 saal ki bhari-poori, gori aurat khadi thi, jiske chehre pe sharam nahi, balki ek ajeeb si chhupi hui chut ki hawas ki chhaap thi. Raghu ne aakhon hi aakhon mein Rukhsana ko ghoora. Usne thook neeche phek diya, apni sando banian se paseena ponchha, aur Rukhsana ke thik aakhon mein dekh kar aisi ajeeb, teekhi muskaan di jo keh rahithi: *"Izzat ki rani, main tere andar ki pyaasi chut ka sach dekh chuka hoon."* Rukhsana ka dil zor se dhadka. Usne turant khidki ka parda kheench liya. Uska seena tezi se upar-neeche hone laga. Haath pe paseena aa gaya. "Yeh… yeh kaisa bad-tameez mard hai?" Rukhsana ne apne kase hue chuchon pe haath rakhte hue kaha. Lekin andar se… uski chut ke andar ek halki si geelapan aur garmi daud gayi thi. Thodi der baad, Hafiz Imran (beta) baahar nikal kar site pe gaya. Imran ne Raghu ko dekha aur akad kar bola, "Aey bhai! Yeh aawaz thodi kam karo. Yahan barabar mein madarsa hai, ladkiyan padhati hain, aur hamara ghar hai. Yeh nangi peeth dikha kar kaam karna band karo." Raghu ne eent neeche rakhi. Usne Imran ko upar se neeche dekha — patla-dugla maulvi, safed kurta, kamar aur lund mein koi taqat nahi. Raghu ek kadam aage badha. Uska chauda seena Imran ke samne ek pahad ki tarah khada ho gaya. Raghu ne apni bhaari aawaz mein kaha, "Mulla ji, kaam mehnat ka hai. Paseena bahoge tabhi imarat khadi hoti hai. Aur rahi baat nangi peeth ki… toh jise nahi dekhna wo parda gira le. Lekin tumhare ghar ki khidkiyan toh khuli rehti hain." Imran ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Tumhe pata hai tum kis se baat kar rahe ho? Main Maulvi Irfan Sahab ka beta hoon!" Raghu ne ek thandhi hansi hassi. "Maulvi ka beta ho ya kisi shaha ka… mard mard hota hai, Mulla. Apne ghar ki auraton ki chut aur parda
sambhalo, baki construction hamari marzi se chalega." Imran gusse mein pair patakta hua andar chala gaya. Andar, aangan mein Zoya (bahu) paani ka lota liye khadi thi. Usne apne shauhar Imran ki baat suni. Zoya ne bohut hi masoomiyat se kaha, "Aap itne pareshan kyun hain, Unka kaam hai wo kar rahe hain…" Imran ne Zoya pe gussa nikaala, "Tum chup raho Zoya! Tumhe dunya ki chalakiyon ka pata nahi. Yeh kaafir, kattar log hamari sharafat ka fayda uthate hain. Tum aangan se andar jao, bahar dekhne ki zaroorat nahi hai!" Zoya ne nigahein jhuka leen. "Ji… jaisa aap kahein." Zoya ki masoomiyat aisi thi ki usne aaj tak kisi ghair-mard ke lund ya jism ki taraf aankh utha kar nahi dekha tha. Uske liye Imran hi sab kuch tha. Lekin use nahi pata tha ki ghar ki saas, Rukhsana Begum, andar hi andar us samne wale kattar mard ke mote lund ki aag mein jalna shuru ho chuki thi. Shaam ko, jab Azaan ka waqt hua, Raghu site ke kinare khada tha. Usne dekha Rukhsana Begum madarse se nikal kar ghar ki taraf aa rahi thin. Kaala burqa, lekin unki gaand aur chuchon mein jo bhari-pan aur matak thi, wo Raghu ki aakhon se nahi chhip saati thi. Rukhsana jaise hi Irfan Manzil ke gate ke paas pahunchi, Raghu jaan-boojh kar unke raste mein thoda aage aa gaya. Rukhsana ruki. Unhone apna naqaab thoda saraka kar gusse se dekha, "Raste se hatie!" Raghu ne unke kareeb aakar, aisi dheemi aur mardana aawaz mein kaha jo sirf Rukhsana ko sunai de: *"Begum Sahiba… burqe ke andar jitna dharak raha hai na dil aur geeli ho rahi hai chut… utna agar madarse mein padhati, toh ladkiyan deen ke sath-sath mard ke lund ki pehchan bhi seekh jaati."* Rukhsana ka jism kaamp utha. Unki aankhein phat gayi. Badla, gussa, aur ek ajeeb sa nashila darr unke jism mein daud gaya. Yeh thi shuruaat… Irfan Manzil ke pardah ke pichhe chhupe hue sach ki.
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Kanpur ki Purani Basti mein subah ki pehli azaan hamesha Maulvi Irfan Sahab ki aawaz se shuru hoti thi. Aath-thaanve saal ki umr, safed daadhi jo seene tak aati thi, chehre pe taqwa aur dunya-daari ka wo rob jisse mohalle ka har chhota-bada banda jhuk kar "Assalamu Alaikum Maulvi Sahab" bolta tha. Maulvi Irfan sirf masjid ke imaam nahi the, wo pure ilaake ke shariat aur izzat ke sarbarah the. Unka ghar — Irfan Manzil — masjid ke thik peeche tha. Teen manzila purani haweli jiki uonchi deewarein aur hare rang ke darwaze hamesha aanchal aur pardah ki gawahi dete the. Ghar mein char log the. Maulvi Irfan, unki biwi Rukhsana Begum (50 saal), unka beta Hafiz Imran (30 saal), aur beti jaisi bahu Zoya (25 saal). Rukhsana Begum ka naam poore zile mein madarsa-e-niswa (ladkiyon ka madarsa) ki sadar (headmistress) ke taur pe mashhoor tha. Pachas saal ki umr mein bhi Rukhsana ka jism bhara hua, gora rang, aur aakhon mein aisi shariat ki strictness thi ki madarse ki sau ladkiyan unke saamne saans lene se pehle aanchal sambhalti thin. Safed ya kaala baqaida burqa, chehre pe naqaab, aur zubaan pe hamesha deen ki baatein. Mohalle ki auratein use "Pakiza Begum" kehti thin. Unka beta Imran bhi baap ke naksh-e-qadam pe tha. Tees saal ka jawan maulvi, topie, kurta-pyjama, aur aakhon mein wahi ghurur jo baap mein tha. Lekin Imran ka dimaag sirf kitabon tak tha — jism, lund, chut aur aurat ki asli thukai ko samajhne ki salahiyat usme zero thi. Aur unki bahu Zoya… Zoya aisi ladki thi jise dekh kar koi bhi kahe ki yeh jannat se utri huyi koi hoor hai. Pachchis saal ki Umar, patli kamar, gol ubhar, kaali badi aankhein, aur fitrat aisi masoom ki aaj tak usne apne pati Imran ke thande lund ke ilawa kisi mard ko dekha tak nahi tha. Imran se shaadi ko do saal ho chuke the, lekin Zoya ke liye shariat, sharam, aur pati ki khidmat hi sab kuch thi. Uska parda itna kattar tha ki ghar ke baalkani pe bhi wo bina dupatte ke nahi aati thi. Lekin is pakiza haweli ke samne, raste ke doosre paar ek naya hungama shuru hone wala tha. Irfan Manzil ke thik samne jo purani zameen thi, use ek builder ne khareed liya tha. Aur wahan construction ka kaam dekhne aaya tha Raghuveer Raghuvanshi — yaani "Raghu". Raghu chaantis (34) saal ka kattar, muscular mard tha. Chahe foot do inch height, chauda seena jiske upar hamesha do button khule rehte, baazuon pe ubhari hui nasein, kaala ghana moochh, aur aakhon mein aisi aag jo kisi bhi aurat ki chut aur jism ko ek nazar mein naap leti thi. Raghu Kanpur ke dehati aur kattar mohalle se aata tha, use mazhab ya mulla-giri ki koi parwah nahi thi. Uske liye mardangi, taqat aur nanga thokna hi sabse bada mazhab tha. Subah ke 9 baje the. Sunahri dhoop Irfan Manzil ke aangan pe pad rahi thi. Raghu samne waali site pe khada tha. Gale mein laal dhaaga, chhati pe paseena shine kar raha tha, aur haath mein cement ki lipi hui eent thi. Usne zor se aawaz lagayi, "Abe oye Chhotu! Cement ka bora aur laa, idhar jaldi kar saale!" Uski bhaari, mardana aawaz Irfan Manzil ke andar tak goonj gayi. Madarsa-e-Niswa ki sadar, Rukhsana Begum, apne kamre ke window par khadi thin. Unhone kaala naqaab utara hua tha kyunki andar ghar tha. Pachas saal ki umr mein Rukhsana ka jism ek pakke hue phal ki tarah tha — bhare hue bade mumme jo mehmoodi kameez ke andar kase hue the, chaudi gaand, aur aisi rann-jaisi banawat jo kisi bhi jawan mard ko hilakar rakh de. Rukhsana ne khidki se bahar dekha. Usne dekha samne ek chauda mard bina shirt ke (sirf sando banian mein) haath mein eent uthaye khada hai. Raghu ke baazuon ke cut, uske seene ke baal, aur paseene se chamakti chhati ko dekh kar Rukhsana ki aankhein ek pal ke liye thithak gayi. Rukhsana ki aakhon mein aisi aag tair gayi jo unhone pachchis saal se Maulvi Irfan ke thande aur suke hue lund se kabhi nahi paayi thi. Maulvi Irfan sirf hafto mein ek baar shariat ke mutabiq 2 minute ka pheeka kaam karke hat jaate the. Rukhsana andar se thukai ki pyaasi thi, ek aisi bhatakti Hui aatma jise har raat ek asli mard ke mote lund ki zaroorat hoti thi, lekin bahar wo Sadar Rukhsana Begum thin — shariat ki murat. Raghu ne suddenly upar dekha. Uska dhyan Irfan Manzil ki pehli manzil ki khidki par gaya. Wahan ek 50 saal ki bhari-poori, gori aurat khadi thi, jiske chehre pe sharam nahi, balki ek ajeeb si chhupi hui chut ki hawas ki chhaap thi. Raghu ne aakhon hi aakhon mein Rukhsana ko ghoora. Usne thook neeche phek diya, apni sando banian se paseena ponchha, aur Rukhsana ke thik aakhon mein dekh kar aisi ajeeb, teekhi muskaan di jo keh rahithi: *"Izzat ki rani, main tere andar ki pyaasi chut ka sach dekh chuka hoon."* Rukhsana ka dil zor se dhadka. Usne turant khidki ka parda kheench liya. Uska seena tezi se upar-neeche hone laga. Haath pe paseena aa gaya. "Yeh… yeh kaisa bad-tameez mard hai?" Rukhsana ne apne kase hue chuchon pe haath rakhte hue kaha. Lekin andar se… uski chut ke andar ek halki si geelapan aur garmi daud gayi thi. Thodi der baad, Hafiz Imran (beta) baahar nikal kar site pe gaya. Imran ne Raghu ko dekha aur akad kar bola, "Aey bhai! Yeh aawaz thodi kam karo. Yahan barabar mein madarsa hai, ladkiyan padhati hain, aur hamara ghar hai. Yeh nangi peeth dikha kar kaam karna band karo." Raghu ne eent neeche rakhi. Usne Imran ko upar se neeche dekha — patla-dugla maulvi, safed kurta, kamar aur lund mein koi taqat nahi. Raghu ek kadam aage badha. Uska chauda seena Imran ke samne ek pahad ki tarah khada ho gaya. Raghu ne apni bhaari aawaz mein kaha, "Mulla ji, kaam mehnat ka hai. Paseena bahoge tabhi imarat khadi hoti hai. Aur rahi baat nangi peeth ki… toh jise nahi dekhna wo parda gira le. Lekin tumhare ghar ki khidkiyan toh khuli rehti hain." Imran ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Tumhe pata hai tum kis se baat kar rahe ho? Main Maulvi Irfan Sahab ka beta hoon!" Raghu ne ek thandhi hansi hassi. "Maulvi ka beta ho ya kisi shaha ka… mard mard hota hai, Mulla. Apne ghar ki auraton ki chut aur parda
sambhalo, baki construction hamari marzi se chalega." Imran gusse mein pair patakta hua andar chala gaya. Andar, aangan mein Zoya (bahu) paani ka lota liye khadi thi. Usne apne shauhar Imran ki baat suni. Zoya ne bohut hi masoomiyat se kaha, "Aap itne pareshan kyun hain, Unka kaam hai wo kar rahe hain…" Imran ne Zoya pe gussa nikaala, "Tum chup raho Zoya! Tumhe dunya ki chalakiyon ka pata nahi. Yeh kaafir, kattar log hamari sharafat ka fayda uthate hain. Tum aangan se andar jao, bahar dekhne ki zaroorat nahi hai!" Zoya ne nigahein jhuka leen. "Ji… jaisa aap kahein." Zoya ki masoomiyat aisi thi ki usne aaj tak kisi ghair-mard ke lund ya jism ki taraf aankh utha kar nahi dekha tha. Uske liye Imran hi sab kuch tha. Lekin use nahi pata tha ki ghar ki saas, Rukhsana Begum, andar hi andar us samne wale kattar mard ke mote lund ki aag mein jalna shuru ho chuki thi. Shaam ko, jab Azaan ka waqt hua, Raghu site ke kinare khada tha. Usne dekha Rukhsana Begum madarse se nikal kar ghar ki taraf aa rahi thin. Kaala burqa, lekin unki gaand aur chuchon mein jo bhari-pan aur matak thi, wo Raghu ki aakhon se nahi chhip saati thi. Rukhsana jaise hi Irfan Manzil ke gate ke paas pahunchi, Raghu jaan-boojh kar unke raste mein thoda aage aa gaya. Rukhsana ruki. Unhone apna naqaab thoda saraka kar gusse se dekha, "Raste se hatie!" Raghu ne unke kareeb aakar, aisi dheemi aur mardana aawaz mein kaha jo sirf Rukhsana ko sunai de: *"Begum Sahiba… burqe ke andar jitna dharak raha hai na dil aur geeli ho rahi hai chut… utna agar madarse mein padhati, toh ladkiyan deen ke sath-sath mard ke lund ki pehchan bhi seekh jaati."* Rukhsana ka jism kaamp utha. Unki aankhein phat gayi. Badla, gussa, aur ek ajeeb sa nashila darr unke jism mein daud gaya. Yeh thi shuruaat… Irfan Manzil ke pardah ke pichhe chhupe hue sach ki.
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