The slum dwellers were mostly migrated people coming outside of Patna. They built their own shelters without intervention of any body. It was situated outskirt of the city in the bank of the river.
The outlet of all drains water of city through main drain was flowing to river near the slum. Even all the garbage of the city was being dumped by the municipality near the slum.
No civilized persons from the city ever visited this area nor there any intervention from City Administration Dept. and Police Dept.
Most of the slum dwellers were consisted of Poor people, Beggars, low salaried employees, prostitutes, and even petty criminals. The most important factor prevailed in this slum area was code of conduct, no slum dwellers intervened in each other's matter nor they were bothered to know the business of others.
Patna Bus terminal was a big terminal. Everyday numbers of Buses were plying from Patna to distant places covering overnight journey. Each long routed bus had a team, consisted of Conductor, Driver, and Cleaner. Each team after completion of their back journey to Patna would get a one day off for their rest, and again in the next day morning, they will be on duty to take off the bus to its destination. Among these teams of bus staff, two teams had a close friendly relationship. The one team combined of Ranjit Sinha (Conductor), Vikram singh (Driver), and Haria (Cleaner). The another team was Gopal Krishna(Conductor) aged 26 years, Pradeep singh(Driver) aged 50 years,and Govinda(Cleaner) aged 22 years.
Since they all were low salaried employees, and from outside, they could not afford to take rented houses in the city. So the two teams decided to build a shelter in the slum area. They built a big hall type mud structure shelter, and all of them were living together there.
Nayanthara, a rich house wife having a lot of wealth, a big Building, 5 cars, 20 numbers of domestic servants/maids, and a reputed socialite was destined to serve these low class bus people.
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They moved out from the Bus terminal area. After going 5 km in the main city road, the Rickshaws trundled in to a narrow road, way towards the slum area. Vikram singh was smoking a Biri, (Indianthin cigarette or mini-cigar filled with tobacco flake and commonly wrapped in a Tendu leaf tied with a string or adhesive at one end) and the hard nicotine smoke of Biri was coming out from his mouth like smoke from chimney, and was directly hitting the face of Nayanthara. Nayanthara felt suffocated, and wanted to cough, but somehow she controlled herself, and remained silent.
Now the Rickshaws were moving through a narrow muddy unleveled Road, strewn with uneven pebbles and fragments of rough stones. Both the sides of the Road were covered with thick bushes and tall grasses. Nayanthara was sitting on the back of the rickety vehicle. The Rickshaw was running on narrow dirty road , which was strewn with up to one feet ditches, bed of pebbles, a gravel road, metal road consisting large stones, and sometimes fragments of stones were skipping up, hitting under the Rickshaw, and dust thrown up which caused severe vibration.
The Rickshaw got so jolted that Nayanthara clung forcefully to Vikram singh with her two hands fearing she would fell down, and in the process her two boobs were pressed against the chest of old man.
The old man barked to the Rickshaw puller, "Hey! Be careful...be slow.'' Suddenly, he asked, "Did you enjoy last night?" By saying this, he cupped her two boobs.
Nayanthara silently replied, "Yes."
In a husky voice, Nayanthara replied ''it was very enjoyable, but you have a very big one, and I was very scared."
He smiled, and started kissing on her lips. He forced her tongue inside the mouth of Nayanthara, and probed his tongue in the upper portion of cavity of Nayanthara. He was cupping the boobs of Nayanthara, and sucking the tongue of her. Nayanthara felt the taste of hard nicotine of Biri, and her saliva in mouth mixed with that hard nicotine taste. She gulped the saliva. When Vikram was doing all these, he got his erection, which was slowly rising in to an angry cobra.
There was a curve road ahead, the Rickshaw puller wiped his brow and pulled at the metal brake above the front wheel. He made a U turn. Every pedal required physical effort. When there was an up on the road, the Rickshaw puller hopped off the Rickshaw, and pulled it by hand on a bumpy stretch. He pedaled his way through. He was sweating profusely although a sweet cool breeze was blowing.
The other Rickshaw was following them in a distance.
Suddenly, a strong foul stink smell welcomed her nostrils. They were approaching the slum area. They were winding their way on bumpy dirt roads through narrow uneven surfaced road surrounded by slum area. A 10 feet wide drain, which was the main drain, was flowing, carrying all the drains water of the city towards the River. The smell of the drain hit her.
It was the end area of the city. Some 50 numbers of cramped cottages or we may call these dilapidated mud huts , Roof with torn pieces of plastics, scrapes of wood ,gunny sacks, metal or some sort of waste materials with shacks made of cardboard and tin sheets were located on both sides of the Drain. A narrow road was passing nearby, and heaps of garbage falling beside it, where naked children were running and playing.
The heavy drain smell of dirty stagnate sewage water was spreading entire area coming from clogged drain. Flies and mosquitoes were flying everywhere. Nayanthara covered her nostrils with her pallu. Some of the women in torn clothes, and in half naked manner were cooking outside with firewood's, and smoke was rising from everywhere. The eyes of Nayanthara got burnt sensation, and tears were coming out from her eyes. The few persons appeared in the road were completely drunk. Nobody **censored** any attention to them.
The Rickshaw reached at the middle area of the slum area. Vikram singh directed the Rickshaw puller to stop in the right side house. It was a mud structured house, and the roof was made of mix of cardboard, tin pieces, and scrapes of wood covered with torn pieces of polythene to protect from sun and rain water. Both of them got down from the Rickshaw. Vikram singh unlocked the door with the key. In the meantime, Ranjit and Haria also reached by the other Rickshaw. All of them entered in to the house.
The room was big, and there was a separate small kitchen room and bathroom in the backside of big room.Nayanthara noticed six numbers of dirty bed sheets rolled, and kept in a row in the middle of the room.
The entire floor was full of dust. There were 4 numbers of big earthen pots meant to hold the water along with three broken plastic buckets in the bath room. Large numbers of firewood's in bundles were kept in the kitchen room. Nayanthara asked them for a broom so that she could sweep the entire room for cleanliness. Nayanthara started to clean the entire house. There was a well outside from where the three male members carried water to fill up the empty earthen pots and buckets.
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After departure of Nayanthara, Viswanath came out of the Bus terminal. He was feeling hungry. Then he noticed a plump lady was selling bananas near the roadside tree. He went near to her. She was a fatty lady of 42 years. A very poor lady wearing a dirty faded white colored torn saree with red border in it. The hairs on her head were partially grey. She had round face, and chubby cheeks. She had enormous breasts, and very big wide swaying ass.
Her size must be 40/36/40. She had big busty boobs trying to get out from her red tight blouse. She had no bra as appeared from her deep cleavage showing below her neck. She had bunch of bananas in her bamboo basket.
"How many do you want?" she asked to Viswanath.
"Six," he replied and **censored** her Rs.50/-.
He peeled the banana, throwing the skin in dustbin, and started to eat. After a while, he heard some noise near the plump woman selling bananas. He noticed a crowd had gathered there. Out of curiosity, he went to that side, and observed that the plump lady was lying on the ground. He enquired the details from one of the onlookers, and found that the plump lady had been fainted suddenly. But it was a strange thing that no body from the crowd was coming forward to help the poor lady.
Out of humanity, immediately, he went near the lady, sprinkled water in her face, but in vain, she did not open her eyes, and was still fainted. Then Viswanath called a Rickshaw puller lifted the heavy lady in to Rickshaw with the help of some onlookers. He directed the Rickshaw puller to reach nearby Hospital. The Rickshaw puller knew a nearby Nursing Home (Private Hospital), and they reached there. Viswanath informed the hospital staff, and they immediately rushed towards the Rickshaw, lifted the lady in stretcher, and carried inside the Hospital. Viswanath **censored** the fare to Rickshaw puller, and waited in the lounge of Nursing Home.
After half an hour, a white informed Nurse called him, and said, "Doctor is calling you. Please meet him in his chamber."
Viswanath went inside the chamber of the Doctor, and greeted Doctor with a Namaskar (greeting with folded hands).
The Doctor said, "Don't worry! It is a mere swooning, very minor. The lady was suffering from low blood pressure. We have given her an injection but, she will have on saline for three hours. She has to be put in a separate cabin. After that she will be recovered fully."
"OK Sir," he replied.
He deposited necessary money for the special cabin, Doctor's fee, and medicine expenses in the counter of Nursing Home. Since he had no work, nothing to do, he waited in the lounge of Nursing Home for the return to consciousness of the lady.
He was thinking about Nayanthara, suddenly, his thoughts were disrupted by a light tap on his shoulder. That Nurse in white uniform was informing him with a smiling face, "The patient has regained her senses. She is quite ok. You can meet her."
Viswanath passed through the long corridor. The cabin was in the last corner. He entered the cabin, and bolted the door from inside.
The poor lady was lying in the white bed with a green blanket covering her body. The saline was finished, and it was hung beside the bed from a stand. There was a stool near her bed. The lady was looking at him, and she appeared to be quite normal. Viswanath put the stool near her head, sat on it and asked, "How are you now?"
She replied, "I am fine."
"Do you remember me?" he asked her.
"Yes, you purchased some bananas from me in the morning" she replied smilingly.
Without waiting for any words from her, he started giving a false introduction of himself.
He said to her, "I am a poor man from samastipur. My name is Viswanath. I have no family, I am alone in this world, and I am a bachelor. Today morning I reached Patna to looking for a job. One of my friends here has promised to give me a job as Supervisor in road construction works. I have no place to stay here. I am completely new to this place."
The lady, all of a sudden, moved in a very emotional mode, and said, "You see, I am also a poor widow lady. My name is Pavitra. My husband died when my two daughters were kids of 5 years and 2 years. My eldest daughter is married. I am living in slum with my youngest daughter, and earn my livelihood by selling bananas near Bus terminal."
Then she got so carried by her emotion that she started sobbing. Tears rolled down from her eyes.
She said," You are so kind hearted, full of humanity. Now days, nobody cares for others, particularly, nobody cares for poor people like us. What would have happened to me if you were not there beside me. You are not a human being, you are an Angel, and God has sent you from heaven to save me."
The old lady started more sobbing, and stream of tears started to roll down from her two eyes. Viswanath consoled her by touching and massaging one of her palms.
He cleaned her tears with his fingers, and said, "No...no...I am an ordinary human being, and poor like you."
After saying this, and wiping her tears, affectionately, he kissed the cheeks and forehead of the lady.
The lady was so emotional that she pulled him towards her, and embraced tightly. The action was so sudden that he lost his balance and fell on above the old lady, accidentally, his two hands grabbed her big boobs and his lips brushed against her lips.
Suddenly, the fire within the lady ignited at once, most probably, she had not been fucked for twenty years after death of her husband. She embraced Viswanath more tightly. Then a passionate kiss was continued by both. Viswanath bit the thick black lips of Pavitra in a smooth manner. He probed his tongue inside the mouth of Pavitra, and started licking her tongue.
She had never experienced such types of tilting sensation in her life, she parted her lips, and a heavy quantity of saliva of Viswanath flowed inside her mouth. Immediately, she gulped it. For some minutes, there was a heavy exchange of saliva between them. Viswanath was continuously squeezing her enormous breasts.
Then Viswanath removed the blanket of Hospital from her body, and found the huge boobs trying to bust out of her tight blouse. He removed her blouse, she had no bra. The big boobs of 40 inches were slight sagging, with wide dark brown rounds of areola around her nipples. He removed the saree from her body; she had neither petticoat nor bra inside the body. He made her complete naked.
Viswanath stood up, unbuckled his belt, and pulled his trouser and underwear down. His cock was half hard as Pavitra reached for it, and smiling at him. She gently took the base of his cock in her hand, and then pulled the foreskin downwards; the bulbous pink head of his cock came out. She started stroking, began licking the head of his cock, and softly sucked on it. Her thick lascivious lips were super soft and moist.