अम्मी और अंकल — एक नया अंदाज़

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अध्याय -17

Ammi Vishal ki kamar par apni taangein phansaye hawa mein jhool rahi hain aur dono paaglo ki tarah ek-doosre ke hothon ko choos rahe hain. Tabhi Vishal ka jo haath Ammi ki nangi, chikni peeth par ghoom raha tha, woh tezi se oopar ki taraf sarakta hai aur seedhe unki surkh laal bra ki hook par jaakar tik jaata hai.

"Yeh…" usne dheemi, gusse wali aawaaz mein kaha. "Yeh ab bardaasht nahi ho raha hai."

Ammi ke chehre se woh nasha... ekdam... gaayab ho gaya. Unhein hosh aa gaya.

"Vishal… nahi… please…" unhone kaampte hue kaha. "Hum chhat par hain…"

"Shhh," usne kaha.

Usne ungliyon se... us kapde ke neeche... us chhoti si, metal ki... hook ko... dhoond liya.

"Nahi!" Ammi ne ab saaf aawaaz mein inkaar kiya.

Lekin Vishal ne unki ek nahi suni. Usne hook ko... ek jhatke se... kheenchkar nikaal diya.

'Tikk' ki halki si aawaaz ke saath.

"Vishal!"

Isse pehle ki Ammi aur kuch keh paatein, Vishal apni ungliyon se bra ki hook ko khol deta hai aur us surkh laal bra ko Ammi ke badan se poori tarah kheenchkar chhat ke ek kone mein phenk deta hai.

Vishal (bra ki hook kholte hue, man mein): "Ufff... aakhirkaar yeh laal parda bhi hat gaya. Ab iske in chooche ko seedhe apne seene par mehsoos karoonga."

Bra ke hatte hi Ammi ke dono bhaari, sudaul aur kasmasate hue chooche poori tarah se nange ho jaate hain.

Ayesha (jaise hi bra badan se alag hoti hai, unke muh se ek teekhi aur madhosh kar dene wali karah nikalti hai): "Ahhhh... ufff... Vishal..."

Deewar ki oat mein chhupa main, aankhein phaade Ammi ke us nagn roop ko dekhne ke liye tadap utha, lekin is waqt main unke un nange stanon ko nahi dekh paa raha tha. Kyunki Vishal ne Ammi ko itni kaskar apni baahon mein bheenjh rakha tha ki Ammi ke dono nange chooche Vishal ke us chaude, saanwle aur nange seene par poori tarah se pise aur kuchle hue the.

Mera aantarik vichaar (pant ke andar apne kade land ko paaglo ki tarah sehlaate hue): "Ya khuda! Ammi ki bra bhi utar gayi... unke wo gore aur nange mamme is waqt Vishal ke nange seene ki garmee jhel rahe hain. Main chaahkar bhi unhein dekh nahi paa raha hoon, lekin is kalpana ne hi mere haath ki raftaar ko mere land par aur tez kar diya hai. Mera ang is waqt kaamukta ke maare phatne ko taiyaar hai."

Vishal Ammi ke hothon ko chhodta hai aur haanfte hue seedhe unke kaan ke paas apne hothon ko rakh deta hai. Uski garm aur hawas se bhari saansein Ammi ke kaano ko pighla rahi theen.

Vishal (Ammi ke kaan mein phusphusate hue): "Ahhh Ayesha... bra utar chuki hai... tumhare yeh garam aur raseele chooche is waqt seedhe mere nange seene ko choo rahe hain. Ab zara apni peeth ko thoda sa hilao… in dono ko mere seene par acchi tarah se ragdo … main tumhare in nange mammo ke ek-ek ubhaar aur inke in teekhe gulaabi nipples ko apne seene par poori tarah feel karna chahta hoon... ragdo inhein mere oopar!"

Ayesha (man mein vaasana ke charam par pahunchte hue): "Mera badan ab mera nahi raha... yeh gair mard mujhe hukm de raha hai aur mera ang-ang iski hawas ko poora karne ke liye tadap raha hai. Mujhe aisa maza apni zindagi mein pehle kabhi nahi mila..."

Vishal ki is baat ko sunte hi Ayesha ne apni aankhein aur bhi kaskar band kar leen. Unhone Vishal ki gardan mein apni baahon ka ghera aur kada kiya aur hawa mein jhoolte hue hi dheere-dheere apne jism ke oopri hisse ko hilana shuru kar diya.

Woh apne dono nange, bhaari aur kade ho chuke stanon ko Vishal ke saanwle aur gatheele seene ke baalo par poori deewangi ke saath ragadne lageen. Raat ke sannaate mein unke jismo ke aapas mein ragde jaane ki aur Ayesha ke muh se nikalne wali 'ufff... aah... Vishal ji...' ki madhosh kar dene wali karahein aur tez ho gayeen.

Ayesha hawa mein jhoolte hue apne dono nange aur bhaari mammo ko Vishal ke nange seene par poori deewangi se ragad rahi hain. Dono is vaasana ke khel mein apni sudh-budh kho chuke hain. Isii beech, Vishal apne koolho ko aur aage badhata hai.

Vishal (hawas se aankhein band kiye hue, man mein): "Ahhh Ayesha... ab aur bardaasht nahi hota. Tumhari jaanghein mere chaaro taraf hain...।"

Vishal apni jeans ke andar lohe ki tarah tane hue apne us bheemkaay 10 inch ke kade land ko seedhe Ayesha ki us chhoti laal panty par poore dabaav ke saath daba deta hai .

Ayesha ki panty pehle se hi kaamuk ras se poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi. Jaise hi woh Vishal ka kada aur mota ang apni choot par saaf mehsoos karti hain, unka poora vajood kaamp uthta hai.

Ayesha (man mein): "Ohhh khuda... yeh kitna bada hai! Iska yeh 10 inch ka kada ang meri panty ko phaadkar seedhe andar jaane ko tadap raha hai. Yeh ehsaas mujhe andar tak pighla raha hai… main poori tarah iski giraft mein aa chuki hoon..."

Dono poori tarah is vaasana aur junoon ke khel mein doobe hue the ki tabhi aachanak raat ke us sannaate ko cheerti hui Ammi ke phone ki ringtone baj uthti hai.

Ammi ne aate hi apna phone terrace ki chhoti deewar par rakh diya tha. Us tez aawaaz ne chhat ke us kaamuk mahaul ko ek jhatke mein hilaakar rakh diya.

Vishal aur Ayesha ringtone ki tez aawaaz sunkar bhayankar ghabraahat mein aa jaate hain. Ammi ka chumban ek jhatke mein toot jaata hai aur uski aankhein khauf se khul jaate hain.

Ayesha (ghabraate hue, Vishal ke seene par apne haath tikaakar use peechhe dhelne ki koshish karti hue): "Ufff... Vishal! Chhodo... please chhodo mujhe... dekho kiska phone hai... "

Vishal (abhi bhi Ammi ki bhaari gaand ko bheenjhe hue, chidhkar phusphusata hai): "Ayesha... bajne do ... is waqt beech mein mat roko..."

Ayesha (behad dar aur haanfte hue, hawa mein pair maarte hue): "Nahi, paagal mat bano! Agar ghar mein se kisi ne phone kiya hoga aur maine nahi uthaya, toh ve seedhe chhat par aa jaayenge. Humein is haal mein dekh liya toh anarth ho jaayega… please mujhe neeche utaaro, mujhe woh phone uthana hi hoga."

Vishal haar maankar, gusse aur hawas mein phusphusate hue Ammi ko dheere se farsh par neeche utaar deta hai.

Ammi ke pair zameen par tikte hi woh bina kapdo ke, sirf apni laal panty mein apne nange mammo ko apni baahon se dhankte hue us deewar ki taraf bhaagti hain jahaan phone baj raha tha.

Phone ki us aachanak ghanti ne mere bhi hosh udaa diye. Mera haath mere kade land par hi tham gaya. Main ghabra gaya ki kahin ghar ka koi aur sadasya toh phone nahi kar raha hai? Agar ve oopar aa gaye toh kya hoga? Lekin meri aankhein abhi bhi Ammi ke us lagbhag nange badan par tiki hue theen, jo sirf ek chhoti laal panty mein deewar ki taraf bhaag rahi theen."

Ayesha ghabraati hui deewar ke paas pahunchti hain aur kaampte haatho se apna bajta hua phone uthaati hain. Screen par 'Ammi' yaani meri naani ka naam chamak raha tha. Phone receive karne ke liye unhein apne dono haatho ko seene se hataana pada.

Ayesha (phone kaan se lagaate hue, apni aawaaz ko saamaanya karne ki naakaam koshish karti hain): "H-hello... haan Ammi... Assalamualaikum..."

Jaise hi Ammi ne apne haatho ko apne seene se hataaya, deewar ki oat mein chhupe mere saamne sabse madhosh kar dene wala nazaara tha. Zindagi mein pehli baar main apni sagi Ammi ke dono boobs ko unke poore shabaab aur mukammal nagnata mein dekh raha tha.

Mera vichaar (aankhein phaade, paaglo ki tarah apne kade land ko bheenjhte hue): "Ya khuda... kya laajawaab cheez hai! Ammi ke wo dono chooche itne sudaul, itne gol aur doodh jaise bilkul safed the ki raat ke maddham ujaale mein sangmarmar ki tarah chamak rahe the. Bra ke utarne ke baad ve bina kisi sahaare ke poori tarah nange the. Unke theek beechon-beech unke wo teekhe gulaabi tips is waqt thandi hawa aur uttejana ke maare angoor ke daano ki tarah poori tarah tan chuke the. Mera poora vajood is husn ko dekhkar sunn pad gaya tha."

Phone ki doosri taraf se naani ki aawaaz aa rahi thi.

Naani (phone par): "Ayesha... kahaan reh gayi tum? Sab log tumhein neeche dhoond rahe hain."

Ayesha (haanfti hui, apni thami saanso ko chhupaate hue jhooth bolti hain): "Wo... wo Ammi... main zara oopar chhat par aayi thi... Fahad se baat kar rahi thi... bas... bas abhi 5 minute mein neeche aa rahi hoon..."

Ammi apni maa se baat karne mein masroof theen, lekin yahaan deewar ke peechhe chhupa main apni sudh-budh poori tarah kho chuka tha. Meri bhookhi aankhein Ammi ke us makhmali badan ke ek-ek hisse ko scan kar rahi theen.

Ammi ke un raseele aur bhaari stanon ko jee bharkar nihaarne ke baad, meri pyaasi nazrein aur neeche ki taraf phisleen. Unke us gore, chikni pet aur gehari naabhi se hote hue meri nigaahein seedhe unki us surkh laal rang ki panty par jaakar tik gayeen. Woh panty itni chhoti aur tang thi ki woh Ammi ki ubhri hui choot ke dono paato ke beech buri tarah kasmasaakar phansi hui thi.

Us laal kapde ke theek beechon-beech bana woh gehara geela daag ab aur saaf dikh raha tha. Ammi ki choot se rista hua woh kaamuk paani us panty ko poori tarah sokh chuka tha. Apni Ammi ki nangi jaanghein aur unki choot ka woh madhosh kar dene wala ubhaar dekhkar mera haath mere kade land par bijli ki raftaar se chalne laga tha.

Vishal, jo apni shirt utaarkar pehle hi nanga ho chuka tha, Ammi ko is tarah phone par baat karte aur poori tarah se bebas dekhkar apni hawas par qaaboo nahi rakh paata. Ammi ka woh mukammal nanga badan, unke wo bhaari safed stan aur woh kasmasaati hui geeli laal panty dekhkar uski aankhein poori tarah jangli ho chuki theen.

Woh dabe paaon, Ammi ke theek peechhe pahunch jaata hai. Ammi abhi phone par naani se keh hi rahi theen, "Haan Ammi, bas main aa hi rahi hoon..." ki tabhi Vishal ne peechhe se apne dono mazboot saanwle haath Ammi ki un goori, chikni aur nangi jaangho par tika diye.

Ammi ka poora badan us aachanak hui chhoohan se kaamp utha, lekin woh phone par hone ke kaaran na toh chilla sakti theen aur na hi zor se virodh kar sakti theen.

Vishal ne isii laachari ka poora faayda uthaya. Woh dheere se neeche jhuka aur Ammi ke koolho par dabaav banaate hue, usne apne dono haatho se unki us chhoti laal panty ke kinaaro ko pakda.

Ayesha (aankhein khauf aur charam uttejana se meechte hue, man mein): "Nahi... yeh is waqt kya kar raha hai... main phone par hoon... Ammi line par hain... agar mere muh se cheekh nikal gayi toh sab barbaad ho jaayega... ufh, yeh meri panty neeche sarka raha hai..."

Vishal ne jab Ammi ki us surkh laal panty ko dheere-dheere unke gol nitambo aur unki jaangho ke raaste neeche sarkaana shuru kar diya, toh Ammi ke bheetar ka dar aur majboori ek naye star par pahunch gayi. Phone par naani se jhooth bolne ke turant baad, unhone apne ek khaali haath se peechhe ki taraf zor lagaate hue Vishal ko khud se door dhelne ki naakaam koshish ki . Unka woh naazuk haath Vishal ke mazboot, nange aur saanwle seene par tik kar use peechhe hataane ka prayaas kar raha tha.

Is shaareerik kashmakash aur Ammi ke hilne-dulne ke kaaran, unke dono poori tarah se nange stan hawa mein buri tarah kasmasane lage. Unki saanso ke tez utaar-chadhaav aur is zabardasti ke pratirodh ke chalte unke stanon mein ek teevra halchal saaf dikhai de rahi thi, jo unke bheetar mache maansik aur shaareerik bavandar ko poori tarah bayaan kar rahi thi . Unke dono gulaabi nipples khauf aur chhoohan ki is bhayankar aag mein aur zyaada tankar patthar jaise kade ho chuke the.

Lekin Vishal par is pratirodh ka koi asar nahi hua. Woh Ammi ki is bebas chhatpataahat se aur zyaada uttejit ho raha tha. Usne Ammi ke haath ke dabaav ko poori tarah darnarkaar karte hue, behad berahmi aur zid ke saath us tang laal kapde ko lagaatar neeche ki taraf dhelna jaari rakkha.

Jaise-jaise wa tang kapda neeche jaa raha tha, Ammi ki choot ka woh ubhra hua hissa aur unki poori gaand raat ke us andhere mein poori tarah se nangi ho rahi thi. Us panty ka geela hissa, jo Ammi ke kaamuk ras se poori tarah bheega hua tha, ab sarkate hue Ammi ke ghutno ke paas pahunch chuka tha.

Vishal Ammi ke ghutno ke paas phansi us laal panty ko poori tarah se baahar nikaalne ke liye neeche jhukta hai. Ammi ka phone abhi bhi kaan se laga hai, lekin unka poora badan is charam nagnata ke ehsaas se thar-thar kaamp raha hai.

Vishal (Ammi ke pairo se panty poori tarah kheenchkar alag karte hue, aur seedhe unki choot ki taraf dekhte hue, hawas se haanfne lagta hai): "Ohhh my God... Ayesha... laajawaab! Bilkul saaf aur chikni..."

Vishal ki bhookhi nazrein Ammi ke us sabse gupt hisse par jami hue theen, jo poori tarah se baal-rahit aur makhmali tha. Raat ke maddham ujaale mein Ammi ka woh kaamuk ubhaar poori tarah se beparda ho chuka tha, jahaan se uttejana ka ras abhi bhi dheere-dheere ris raha tha.

Ayesha (kaan se phone chipkaaye hue, man mein bhayankar sharm aur vaasana ke bavandar mein doobte hue): "Ya khuda... isne meri panty bhi nikaal di... ab main iske saamne bilkul waisi hi nangi khadi hoon jaise paida hui thi. Iski nazrein seedhe meri choot par tiki hain... kitni besharmi se yeh mujhe dekh raha hai..."

Ammi ki aankhein kaskar band theen . Woh is sharmnaak aur madhosh kar dene wale nazaare ko apni aankho se nahi dekhna chahti theen, lekin unki band aankho ke peechhe sirf Vishal ke us 10 inch ke kade ang ki chhavi naach rahi thi. Unke kaan mein abhi bhi unki apni Ammi ki aawaaz goonj rahi thi, jo phone par kuch keh rahi theen.

Naani (phone par): "Accha Ayesha, Fahad se baat ho gayi ho toh jaldi neeche aa jao... sab log khaana khaane ke liye tumhara hi intazaar kar rahe hain."

Ayesha (apni band aankho ke saath, kaampte hothon se kisi tarah apni aawaaz ko qaaboo mein karte hue): "H-haan Ammi... bas... abhi aa rahi hoon... aap log... aap log shuru kijiye..."

Ammi apni maa ki aawaaz sun toh rahi theen, lekin unka poora dhyaan is waqt apne pairo ke beech mehsoos hone wali raat ki thandi hawa aur saamne khade us nange gair-mardaangi ke ubhaar par tha.

Mera aantarik vichaar (deewar ke peechhe, apne kade land ko paaglo ki tarah sehlaate hue): "Ammi ki wah hairless choot... unka wah bilkul gora, bedaag aur mukammal nagn roop... is nazaare ne mere dimaag ko poori tarah apaahij kar diya tha. Meri sagi Ammi is waqt ek gair mard ke saamne bilkul digambar khadi theen, haath mein phone tha, aankhein band theen aur unke wo dono bhaari safed chooche hawa mein swatantra hokar kasmasa rahe the. Mere haath ki raftaar mere land par itni khaufnaak ho chuki thi ki mera veerya ab kisi bhi second baahar aane ke liye kasmasa raha tha."

Vishal peechhe se unke bilkul kareeb sat gaya, aur uska wah 10 inch ka lamba, kada aur garm land seedhe Ammi ki nangi, raseele aur geeli gaand ke beech ke hisse se jaakar takraya.

Vishal (Ammi ke kaan ke bilkul paas apne hoth sataakar, bhayankar kaamukta se phusphusate hue): "Baat karo Ayesha ji... apni Ammi se baat chaaloo rakho... unhein bilkul shak nahi hona chahiye ki is waqt peechhe se mera yeh kada auzaar tumhari nagn javaani ko cheerne ke liye poori tarah taiyaar khada hai..."

Ammi ki saansein poori tarah ukhad chuki theen. Woh phone haath mein pakde, thar-thar kaampte hue apni maa ki baat ka jawaab dene ki koshish kar rahi theen, lekin peechhe se Vishal ka wah kadak land ka dabaav unhein vaasana ke ek aise daldal mein dhel raha tha jahaan se nikalna ab naamumkin tha.

Deewar ke peechhe chhupa main apni sagi Ammi ko is tarah poori tarah digambar, bilkul nagn haalat mein us gair mard ke land ke aage bebas khade dekh raha tha.

Ayesha ka dimaag is waqt poori tarah se sunn ho chuka tha. Unke badan ka ek-ek hissa khauf, sharm aur ek aisi charam kaamuk uttejana ki aag mein jal raha tha jise unhone apni poori zindagi mein kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha.

Phone par unki sagi maa ki aawaaz goonj rahi thi.

Ayesha (man mein bhayankar kashmakash aur kaampte hue): "Hey khuda... main kis gunaah ke daldal mein girti jaa rahi hoon? Phone par meri Ammi mujhse baat kar rahi hain, neeche poora khandaan aur rishtedaar jama hain... aur main yahaan oopar is haal mein khadi hoon! Agar Ammi ne meri is ukhdi hui saans ko bhaanp liya, ya mere muh se koi siskari nikal gayi, toh main kahin muh dikhaane laayak nahi rahoongi. Poori duniya ke saamne meri aur meri bacchi ki izzat neelaam ho jaayegi."

Lekin jaise hi Vishal ka wah 10 inch ka lamba aur lohe ki tarah sakht land unki poori tarah se nangi, geeli aur kasmasaati hui gaand ke beechon-beech aakar laga, Ayesha ke poore vajood mein vaasana ka ek aisa current dauda ki unki reedh ki haddi tak kaamp gayi.

Ayesha (apni aankhein kaskar band karte hue, bheetar mache toofaan se joozhte hue): "Ufff... yeh ehsaas kitna tadpa dene wala hai. Iska yeh Vishal ka land seedhe mere badan ki geharaaiyon ko choo raha hai. Jab yeh bina kisi kapde ke seedhe meri nangi tvacha par ragad khaa raha hai, toh mere pair jawaab de rahe hain. Mere dono nange, bhaari mamme is kadar bhaari aur kade ho chuke hain ki unke gulaabi nipples mein ek ajeeb sa dard hone laga hai.

Main neeche se itni zyaada geeli ho chuki hoon ki mera apna paani meri nangi jaangho se neeche sarakne laga hai... main chaahkar bhi is mard ko dhakka kyun nahi de paa rahi hoon? Kya main apni beti ko bacha rahi hoon, ya khud is darinde ki gulaam banti jaa rahi hoon?

Vishal ne jaise hi unke nitambo ko apne bade-bade saanwle haatho mein kaskar bheenjha aur apne kade ang ko unki choot ki daraar par neeche se oopar ki taraf ragda, Ayesha ka dam ghutne laga. Unhein phone par apni maa ki baat ka jawaab dena tha, lekin unke hoth kaamp rahe the.

Ayesha (khud par se niyantran khote hue): "Yeh mujhe poori tarah noch raha hai... aur mujhe apni aawaaz sambhaalni hogi, varna sab khatm ho jaayega. Oh Vishal... tum kya kar rahe ho…"

Woh phone ko kaan se aur kaskar chipka leti hain, apne hothon ko apne hi daanto ke neeche dabaati hain taaki koi bhi kaamuk aawaaz baahar na jaa sake, aur andar hi andar vaasana aur majboori ke us charam bindu par pahunch jaata hain jahaan badan poori tarah pighal kar aatmasamarpan karne ko taiyaar tha.

Tabhi... sannaate ko cheerti hui phone mein se ek tez, saaf aawaaz aayi.

"Ayyyyshaaaa!"

Yeh Saima khala ke papa ki aawaaz thi. Ek pal ke liye, chhat par sab kuch... jam gaya.

Ammi ki aankhein... dahashat mein phail gayeen. Unhone Vishal ko poori taaqat se... dhakka dete hue kaha— ”Hato…।”

Is baar, Vishal, jo is hamle ke liye taiyaar nahi tha, woh... peechhe hat gaya. "Fuck," usne dheere se kaha.

"Shit! Shit!" Ammi ki aawaaz ab kaamp rahi thi.

"Ayesha beti! Fahad bhai ka phone khatm hua ki nahi? Tum kahaan reh gayi? Abhi ke abhi aao, rasmo mein tumhari zaroorat hai!"

"Main… main aa rahi hoon!" Ammi ne kaanpti hui, ghabraai aawaaz mein chillaakar jawaab diya.

Unhone behad jaldbaazi aur ghabraahat mein apni neeche khiski hui geeli panty ko oopar ki taraf kheencha, lekin badhavaasi ka aalam yeh tha ki unke kaampte hue haath seedhe kaam hi nahi kar rahe the.

Woh apni laal bra ko dhoondne lageen, par woh maddham andhere mein kahin mil hi nahi rahi thi. Ghabraahat aur dar ke maare unka dam phoola jaa raha tha, aur jism ka har ek hissa thar-thar kaamp raha tha. Jab zameen par ungliyan maarne ke baad bhi kuch haath nahi aaya, toh woh jhatke se Vishal ki taraf mudeen.

Ayesha (apni dono hatheliyon se apne nange, bhaari mammo ko chhupaane ki ek naakaam koshish karte hue, subakti aur haanfti aawaaz mein): "Vishal... meri bra kahaan rakhi hai? ... jaldi do, neeche sab intazaar kar rahe hain!"

Vishal (gusse aur jhunjhalaahat mein apni aawaaz ko behad dheema aur sarsaraate hue rakhta hai): "Chhodo us bra ko! Ab uska waqt nahi hai. Bas apna yeh kaala suit pehno aur turant yahaan se neeche jao!"

Woh zameen par gira hua suit jhatke se uthaakar Ammi ke kaampte haatho mein thama deta hai. Ayesha us kapde ko apne seene se lagaati hain, lekin unka chehre khauf aur sharm ke maare aur bhi peela pad jaata hai. Bina kisi sahaare ke unke bhaari mamme us makhmali kapde ke neeche saaf dhalte hue mehsoos ho rahe the.

Ayesha (rone jaisi soorat banaakar, behad bebasi se phusphusaati hain): "Vishal, aise kaise jaoon bra ke bina? Neeche sab log hain, zara sa bhi dhyaan gaya toh anarth ho jaayega... meri laaj poori tarah se mitti mein mil jaayegi!"

Phir aachanak kuch sochte hue, woh jaldi-jaldi suit ke button band karne lagti hain aur apni bheeghi aankho se Vishal ki taraf dekhti hain.

Vishal farsh par gire duppatte ko uthaata hai aur Ammi ki taraf badhaate hue sujhaav deta hai, "Ek kaam kijiye Ayesha ji... is suit ka duppatta aage ki taraf acchi tarah se lapet lijiye. Ise poore seene par phaila lenge toh neeche kisi ko kuch bhi pata nahi chalega."

Unhone apne hothon ko... apni aasteen se... be-dardi se jaldi-jaldi ragda.

"Main jaa raha hoon," Vishal ne tezi se kaha. "Peechhe se." Woh paani ki tankiyon ke peechhe, us taraf bhaaga jahaan se woh aaya tha… aur saayo mein gaayab ho gaya.

Woh tezi se chhat ke darwaaze ki taraf lapkeen. Usii darwaaze ki taraf, jahaan main chhupa hua tha.

Mere paas hilne ka waqt nahi tha. Darwaaza ek jhatke se poora khula. Main andhere mein, deewar se bilkul chipak gaya.

Luckily, Ammi ne mujhe nahi dekha. Unki aankhein dahashat mein phaili hui theen. War haanf rahi thi. Unke hoth... sooje hue aur rangeen the. Aur unke jism se... Vishal ke mehangey cologne... aur unke apne perfume ki... mili-juli... ek ghinouni, jismari mahak... aa rahi thi.

Woh mere saamne se... mere jism se bas ek inch ke faasle se... guzarti hui seedhiyon mein utar gayeen.

Main waheen khada reh gaya. Us anjaan mard ke jism ki mahak... ab meri Ammi ki mahak thi.

Chhat par ab main bilkul akela khada tha. Raat ka sannaata aur bhi gehara ho gaya tha, aur meri tez chalti saanso ki aawaaz us khaamoshi mein saaf sunai de rahi thi.

Tabhi meri nazar zameen ke ek kone par padi. Us andhere farsh par, door street light ki ek behad patli aur halki si peeli roshni chhankar aa rahi thi, aur usii maddham ujaale mein... ek chhoti si, surkh laal cheez kisi angaare ki tarah chamak rahi thi.

Woh Ammi ki waheen laal bra thi, jise woh badhavaasi mein poore farsh par dhoond rahi theen.

Mera haath kaamp raha tha. Jhuk gaya aur use utha liya. Meri ungliyon ko aisa laga jaise maine ek jalte hue koyle ko choo liya ho.

Yeh waheen laal bra thi, jise subah unhone apne bhaari aur raseele mammo ke neeche badan par kasa tha. Unki paakeezgi aur izzat ke oopar lage ek sakht taale ki tarah... jo barso se kisi ke liye bhi abhedya tha.

Aaj ki is sard raat mein, us taale ko kisi gair mard ne aise khol diya tha ki woh hamesha ke liye bikhar gaya.

Sab jhoot tha.

Mera aantarik vichaar (paaglo ki tarah haanfte hue, badan mein uthti charam uttejana ke saath): "Ufff... yeh laal bra... ismein abhi bhi Ammi ke un bhaari aur gore mammo ki garmaahat aur unke badan ki raseeli khushboo basi hui hai. Maine us laal bra ko kaskar apni mutthi mein band kar liya, jaise main ab bhi Ammi ke us bhaari aur garm mamme ko apni giraft mein hi bheenjh raha hoon..."

Tabhi aachanak, meri aankho ke saamne Ammi ka woh bilkul nanga roop, unki woh hairless choot ghoom jaata hai. Kaamukta ki woh aag meri reedh ki haddi se hote hue mere poore vajood ko hila deti hai.

Vaasana ke us aakhiri shikhar par pahunchte hi mera poora jism thar-thar kaampne lagta hai, aankhein mund jaate hain aur meri pant ke andar,us lohe jaise kade ang se veerya ka ek garm aur tez fawwaara choot padta hai. Neeche land mein se kuch nikalna chaaloo ho gaya... garm boondein kapdo ko bhigoane lagti hain.

Mera aantarik vichaar (charam aanand aur dard ke bhayankar takraav mein): "Ahhh... ufff... Ammi..."

Hawas ke us paagalpan aur veerya skhalan ke charam jhatke mein maine apni mutthi ko itni berahmi aur aakramakta se bheenjha ki bra ke cup ko sahaara dene wali woh sakht metal underwire apni jagah se khisak gayi. Aur agle hi pal, uska ek tez, nukeela aur kada sira seedhe meri hatheli ki naram khaal mein geharaai se chubh gaya.

Main (dard se karaahte hue, behad dabi aawaaz mein): "Ufff... aah..."

Hatheli se khoon ki ek patli dhaar behne lagti hai, jo us laal bra ke kapde par girkar use aur gehara laal kar deti hai. Ek taraf neeche se rista hua mera garm veerya tha aur doosri taraf hatheli mein chubha woh teekha dard...

Us aachanak uthe dard ki chubhan ne jaise mujh par chhaaye hawas ke us ghane kohre ko pal bhar mein cheer diya aur mujhe waapas hosh mein le aaya.

Main ab wahaan aur ek second bhi nahi ruk sakta tha. Main us jagah par khada tha jahaan meri Ammi...

Main paltkar tezi se us darwaaze ki taraf badha jisse Ammi bhaagi theen. Maine darwaaza khola.

Seedhiyon mein ab bhi waheen mahak phansi hui thi. Vishal ka cologne aur Ammi ka perfume. Waheen ghinouni mahak.

Mera pet phir se ubal pada, lekin ab ugalne ke liye kuch bacha nahi tha. Maine apne muh par haath rakha aur neeche utarne laga. Main bhaag raha tha.

Har kadam ek azaab tha.

Jaise-jaise main neeche utar raha tha, party ka shor tez hota jaa raha tha. Music... logo ki hansi... chamacho ki aawaaz...

Main aakhiri seedhi par pahuncha aur ghar ki lobby mein kadam rakha. Roshni meri aankho mein chubhi. Main bheed mein waapas nahi jaa sakta tha. Nahi. Abhi nahi.

Main lawn ki taraf nahi dekha. Maine apni naani ko nahi dhoonda. Main lobby se hote hue seedhe apne kamre ki taraf bhaaga. Mujhe yahaan se nikalna tha.

Mujhe is jhoothi, ghinouni party se... is aurat se... door jaana tha. Jo meri Ammi bankar mere vajood ki sabse paak insaan theen, aaj unhone ek gair mard ke saamne khud ko mukammal taur par neelaam kar diya tha.

Main apne kamre mein ghusa aur ek jhatke mein darwaaza band kar diya. Poora badan abhi bhi thar-thar kaamp raha tha, saansein ukhdi hui theen. Phir bathroom mein main ghusa.

Bathroom mein maine apne aap ko dekha. Aaine ke theek saamne khade hokar maine khud ko nihaara. Apne gande kapde ko dekha, jahaan Ammi ki laal bra ko bheenjhne ke baad meri hatheli se nikla khoon aur Ammi ke us nagn roop ko dekhkar nikla mera veerya... dono ek saath mere bajood ki gavaahi de rahe the.

Maine apne chehre ko dekha, jahaan se aansoo beh rahe the, Ammi ki bewafai pe.

Main (aaine mein apni roti hui, surkh aankho ko dekhkar andar se cheekhte hue): "Kyun Ammi... kyun? Abbu ke saath... humare poore khandaan ke saath itni badi bewafai? Aap toh meri nazro mein khuda ka roop theen... phir ek maamuli se Vishal ke saamne aapne apne saare kapde utaar diye? Apni wo hairless choot, wo bhaari safed mamme... sab kuch us darinde ke caamera ke saamne saunp diya? Aap itni besharam kaise ho sakti hain Ammi..."

Rote-rote aachanak meri nazrein aaine se neeche ki taraf utreen... meri pant par wo chipchipa, safed daag saaf dikhai de raha tha, jo kaamukta ke us charam paagalpan mein meri hi mardaangi se phoot pada tha. Us daag ko dekhte hi meri chhaati par glaani aur nafrat ka ek pahaad toot pada.

Main (apne aap se nafrat karte hue, roti hui aawaaz mein khud se bola): "Tum... tum toh Ammi se bhi badtar ho! Tum Ammi ko bewafa keh rahe ho? Unki besharmi par ro rahe ho? Lekin apni aukaat dekhi hai tumne? Tum wahaan deewar ke peechhe chhupe the... tum rok sakte the..."

Maine gusse mein apni ghaayal hatheli ko deewar par de maara, jahaan se khoon ki kuch boondein tiles par bikhar gayeen.

Main (khud ko dhikkaarte hue, aaine par mukka taankar): "...but nahi roka! Tumne Ammi ko us darinde ke aage nanga hote dekha, par tumne ek baar bhi saamne aakar us Vishal ka collar nahi pakda. Kyun? Kyunki tum andar se khud ek number ke tharki ban chuke the! Tumhari apni sagi Ammi jab laal bra aur panty mein khadi thi, tab tumhara haath tumhari pant ke andar apne land ko sehla raha tha. Tumne Ammi ke us majboor aur nagn husn ka balaatkaar apni nazro se kiya hai... tum Ammi se bhi bade gunaahgaar ho!"

Main bathroom ke thande farsh par ghutno ke bal baith gaya. Aansoo lagaatar meri aankho se behkar us gandi pant par gir rahe the. Ek taraf Ammi ki bewafai ka sadma tha, aur doosri taraf khud ki hawas par lagi yeh kabhi na mitne wali aatma-glaani ki muhar.

 

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बोथ वेर्सिओंस अरे पोस्टेड. प्लीज लीव कमैंट्स ों थे स्टोरी, सुच अस हाउ यू वोउल्ड लिखे आईटी तो प्रोग्रेस. योर सुग्गेस्टियन्स अरे ऑलवेज वेलकम. ी नीड कमैंट्स तहत शो में तहत यू, तू, अरे इन्वोल्वेद इन थिस स्टोरी. योर रेटिंग एंड लिखे अरे ऑलवेज वेलकम.