Dark Seduction (Indian Male Dominant BDSM Thriller)

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Yeh kahani hai, ek masoom ladki Pankhudi ki, jo ek gareeb ghar se hai, aur kuch saal pehle apne pita ko kho chuki hai. Ek chhoti behen aur budhi maa ki jimmedari uthayi hui masoom si Pankhudi bahot sangharshon se guzar rahi hai. Apna gaanv chhodkar Mumbai me rehkar job karti hai aur shaam ko apni padhai poori karne ke liye night college me padh rahi hai.

Armaan ki nazar Pankhudi par pad gayi, aur ab woh use haasil karne ke liye kisi bhi hadd tak jaa sakta hai. Armaan behad raees aur kamina hai, aur Pankhudi ko apne bistar tak laane ki liye shatir chaalein chalta hai.

Pankhudi ki kismat ab use kis anjaam tak le jayegi, yeh kahani batayegi.

 

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Update 1

Sardi ki ek raat thi. Armaan Mumbai ki ek sunsaan sadak par apni Jaguar badi tez speed mein chala raha tha. Us din usko busniess mein nuksaan hua tha, to uska mood bahot kharab tha.

Woh bahot rashly apni gaadi chala raha tha. Ek scooter par sawar ladki uska raasta roke hue thi. Armaan chid gaya kyunki uski ladki ki wajah se usko apni speed kam karni padi.

"Mere raaste se hatt ja ladki," usne jor jor se horn bajate hue kaha.

Woh ladki ghabra gayi aur uska raasta chhodne ke liye ek taraf hatne lagi. Lekin sadak choti thi, use jagah nahi mil paa rahi thi. Armaan lagatar horn baja raha tha, aur apni gaadi uski scooter se bahot najdeek le gaya. Woh ladki Armaan ki gaadi ko apne itne najdeek pakar ghabra gayi. Usne Armaan ke raaste se hatne ko koshish me ekdum se apni sccoter baye modi, aur wahan rakhe ek road baricade se achanak se takra gayi. Uska balance bigad gaya aur woh sadak par gir padi, Armaan ki gaadi ke theek saamne.

Armaan chaukanna tha, aur usne sahi waqt par brake lagaya aur uski gaadi achanak se ruk gayi. Woh badi chinta se gaadi se bahar utara aur dekhne laga ki kahin us ladki par gaadi chadha to nahi di usne.

"Fuck!" woh badbadaya aur apne ghutne ke bal baithar us ladki ki taraf dekhne laga.

Ladki behosh thi, aur uska chehra gaadi ke paiye se kuch millimeter hi door tha. Front wheel se ladki ki gardan par kharoch aayi thi, aur ladki ke baal paiye ke neeche aa gaye the. Armaan ko ehsaas hua ki agar ek second ki bhi aur deri hoti to ladki uski gaadi ke neeche kuchli jaati.

Ladki ne helmet pehna hua tha, jiski wajah se usko koi major head injury nahi hui. Sadak par girne ke karan woh helmet ek taraf ludak gaya tha. Armaan ne uski pulse check kar, woh jinda thi. Usne us ladki ke gaal par halke se thapthapaya, aur use jagane ki kosh ki lekin woh ladki behosh thi. Armaan ne aas paas dekha toh woh accident spot ek CCTV camera ki field me tha. Armaan chaukanna ho gaya.

Usne apni gaadi ko halke se reverse kiya taaki us ladki ke phase hue baal chhuda sake. Uske baad usne us ladki ko halke se uthakar backseat par letaya. Woh bahot khoobsoorat ladki thi, uske chehre par ek pyari se massomiyat thi. Ek pal ke liye woh uski khoobsoorti dekhkar mantramugdh ho gaya. Lekin doosre hi pal use ehsaas hua ki is accident ka liye anjaam ho sakta hai, aur woh apne hosh me aaya aur use turant hospital le gaya.

Hospital pahunchte hi doctors ne turant uska ilaj karna shuru kiya. Armaan badi bechaini se intezaar kar raha tha ki doctor use us ladki ki halat ke baare me kuch bataye.

Armaan parking lot mein apni car me baith kar doctor ke call ka intezaar kar raha tha. Uske mann me bahot se khayal daud rahe the. Phir uski nazar backseat par padi us ladki ki purse par padi. Usne woh purse uthayi aur us ladki ka naam jan ne ke liye uski ID khojne laga. Us 2 ID mili, dono IDs par us ladki ka naam Pankhudi tha. Ek to kisi night college ki student ID thi aur ek kisi construction company ki employee ID thi. Armaan us construction company ka naam padhke muskuraya. Armaan khud ek construction business chala raha tha aur jis company mein Pankhudi kaam karti thi woh uske dost Vishal ki thi. Usne turant Vishal ko phone milaya.

"Hey bro, wassup?" Vishal ne phone uthakar kaha.

"Hi, Vishal, sorry main tumhe is samay pareshan kar raha hun," Armaan ne kaha, "Lekin baat hi kuch aisi hai. Kya tum Pankhudi naam ki ladki jo jaante ho jo tumhari company me receptionist ka kaam karti hai?"

"Haan jaanta hun," Vishal ne kaha, "2 mahine pehle use kaam pe rakha gaya tha. Kyu kya hua?"

""Humara accident ho gaya," Armaan ne kaha, "Maine lagbhag kuchal diya tha usko apni gaadi se."

"Oh! Kya woh theek hai? Kya tum theek ho?" Vishal ne poocha.

"Main theek hun," Armaan ne kaha, "Aur Pankhudi...mujhe pata nahi, filhaal behosh hai. But mujhe lagta hai woh bach jayegi. Main bas itna poochna chahta hun ki agar baat bigati hai to kya yeh ladki ya uska pariwar koi problem create kar sakta hai? Main rash driving kar raha tha aur jahan accident hua, wahan ek CCTV camera tha."

"Hmm camera tha to thoda sambhal ke rehna banta hai bhai," Vishal ne kaha, "But Pankhudi ki chinta chhod do. Bahot gareeb ghar ki ladki hai, baap nahi hai uska aur apne maa aur choti behen ki jimmedari us par hai. Isiliye woh gaon chhodkar Mumbai aayi job karne. Waise toh itne chhote level ke employees ko main naam se nahi jaata par mujhe yeh ladki yaad hai kyunki yeh kuch din pehle mere office aayi thi, apni salary advance me maangne. Keh rahi thi ghar ke koi problem hai."

"Toh tumne kya kiya?" Armaan ne poocha.

"Maine mana kar diya, of course," Vishal ne kaha, "Waise uski baaton se lag raha tha ki sach me dikkat me hai, par usne sirf 2 mahine pehle join kiya hai aur main aise employess ko advance me salary kaise de do? Mere mana karne par woh udaas to hui par koi drama nahi kiya."

"Toh usne tumhe "convince" karne ki koshish nahi kari?" Armaan ne poocha.

Vishal uska ishara samajh gaya aur muskuraya. "Nahi, Armaan, woh us type ki ladki nahi hai," Vishal ne kaha, "Bahot seedhi aur bholi hai. Mere khayal se to ab tak virgin hi hogi."

"Hmm interesting," Armaan ne Pankhudi ki ID photo ho halke se chhute hue kaha. Photo me ek pyaari se musaan thi uske hoton par aur aankhon me bholi se chamak.

"Tumhe pasand aa gayi hai kya bhai?" Vishal ne poocha.

"Khoobsoorat hai," Armaan ne kaha, "Aur itni pyari...aur kaafi din hue mujhe ek virgin ke saath kiye..."

"Bechari ko andaza bhi nahi hai ki kis kamine ki nazar pad gayi hai uspar," Vishal ne haste hue kaha, "Waise kaafi strong character lagi hai mujhe. Itni aasani se nahi milegi."

"Samajh raha hun," Armaan ne kaha, "Lekin mein bhi shikari hun, daav pech khelna jaanta hun."

"Saale betichod," Vishal ne haste hue kaha, "Enjoy brother! Aur mujhse kuch help chahiye to batana."

"Fihaal kya tum mujhe is ladki ke baare mein tum jo bhi jaante ho bata ho, uska adress, family wageira?" Armaan ne poocha.

"Of course," Vishal ne kaha.

Armaan ko ek second call aane lagi. "Vishal mein tumhe thodi der mein call karta hun, mujhe lagta hai hospital se call aa raha hai," Armaan ne kaha.

Armaan ne phone uthaya toh sach me doctor ka call tha. Unhone ne use emergency ward me bulaya.

"Uski halat theek hai," Doctor ne kaha, "Use jyada chhot nahi aayi hai. Bas sadak par girne ke karan kuch kharoonchein aayi hai. Baaki woh bilkul theek hai. Kisi bhi waqt use hosh aa sakta hai."

"Thank you doctor," Armaan ne kaha.

Doctor wahan se chala gaya aur Armaan kuch der tak Pankhudi ke paas baitha raha. Woh uski khoobsoorti ko nihar raha tha. Uske sundar badan ko sar ke paanv tak dekh raha tha aur kalpana kar raha tha bina kapdon ke woh kitni sexy lagegi. Pankhudi ke chehre ki masoomiyat use excite kar rai thi. Woh soch raha tha ki is ladki ki nath utar kar uski tight chut me apna lund daal kar kaske chodne mein kitna maza aayega. Woh uski karahne ki awazein sochkar pagal sa ho raha tha.

"Kitni masoom ho to Pankhudi," usne us behosh ladki ke kaan me halke se kaha, "Main tumhe apni personal randi bana kar rahunga. Tumhe har chhed me aise choduna ki tum bhi mere lund ka maza lene ke liye tarsogi. Tumhe aisi chinaal bana dunga ki tum khud ko nahi pechaan paogi."

Aur yeh sab karne ke liye woh mann hi mann ek khatarank saazish rachne laga.

Armaan ne apne phone se kuch calls kiye. Kuch hi der me uski secratary Eshani waha aa gayi. Armaan ne ek cheque sign kiya aur Eshani ko de diya. Usne Pankhudi ki taraf ek aakhri baar dekha aur muskurakar wahan se chala gaya.

Kuch der mein Pankhudi ko hosh aa gaya.

Eshani ne use bistar par uthkar baithne me madad kari. Doctor ne Pankhudi ko examine kiya aur kaha ki woh ab fit for discharge hai.

Eshani muskurayi. "Ab kaisa mehsoos kar rahi ho Pankhudi?" Eshani ne poocha.

Pankhudi ke sar me tez dard tha. Usne dono haathon se apna sar pakda. "Main kahan hun?" Pankhudi ne poocha, "Kya hua tha?"

"Tumhara accident hua tha," Eshani ne kaha, "Lekin ab tum theek ho, aur ab tumhe disharge kiya jayega."

"Main yahan kaisi pahunchi?" Pankhudi ne poocha.

"Mr. Mathur tumhe yahan le aaye," Eshani ne kaha, "Main unki secratary hun. Main tumhe safely ghar pahunane ke liye gaadi arrange karungi."

"Badi meherbani unki," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Kya main unse mil sakti hun?"

"I am sorry, lekin unko jana pada. Woh bahot busy rehte hai," Eshani ne kaha, "Lekin unhone tumhe kuch diya hai."

Eshani ne cheque Pankhudi ko diya. Pankhudi ne dekha ki us cheque pe Mr. Armaan Mathur ke signature the aur jo amount tha uski monthly salary se bhi jyada tha. Woh ekdum se sakpaka gayi.

"Unhone mujhe yeh cheque kyu diya?" Pankhudi ne poocha.

"As a compensation," Eshani ne kaha, "Tumhe chhot lagi unki waja se isiliye. Waise woh ek accident tha, unka koi irada nahi tha tumhe chhot pahunchane ka, phir bhi, tumhe takleef hui isiliye compensation."

"I am sorry, but, main yeh nahi le sakti," Pankhudi ne muskurakar cheque lautate hue kaha.

"Kya main jaan sakti hun kyun?" Eshani ne poocha,

"Mujhe nahi lagta iski koi zaroorat hai," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Woh accident tha. Unhone jaan boojhkar mujhe chhot nahi pahunchayi."

"Theek hai, jaisi aapki marzi," Eshani ne cheque wapas lete hue kaha, "Mujhe aapke signature chahiye kuch papers par. Yeh legal papers hai jipe likha hai ki kal ke accident ko lekar aap Mr. Mathur ke khilaaf koi kaanoni karawai nahi chahti."

"Zaroor," Pankhudi ke muskurakar kaha, aur papers par sign kar diya.

"Good," Eshani ne kaha, "Bahar ek gaadi aapna intezaar kar rahi hai jo aapko ghar pahuchayegi. Appki scooter ko garage bheja gaya hai repairs ke liye, shaam tak aapke ghar pahuncha di jayegi."

Eshani ne Pankhudi ko gaadi me bitha diya aur gaadi cha padi.

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Armaan apne office me baitha tha tab uske darwaze par ek dastak hui.

"Yes, come in," usne Eshani ko andar aane ki anumati dete hue kaha.

"Usne cheque lene se mana kar diya, Sir," Eshani ne Armaan ko envelope lautate hue kaha.

Armaan ne envelope liya aur khole ke dekha to usme usne apna sign kiya hua cheque paaya ko Pankhudi ne lene se mana kar diya tha. Woh bada hairaan reh gaya.

"Theek hai," usne Eshani se kaha, "You may leave."

Eshani wahan se chali gayi.

Armaan kaafi der tak us cheque ko dekhta raha. Us cheque par likhe Pankhudi ke naam par halke se ungli pherte hue, ek shaitaani muskaan ke saath woh bola, "Badi khudaar ho janeman, tumhare saath khelne me bada maza aayega."

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Pankhudi gaadi me baithi apni ghar ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Use khusi thi ki is accident me use jyada chhot nahi aayi. Lekin woh yeh nahi jaanti thi ki woh kiski nazar mein aa gayi hai. Woh bilkul bekhabar thi ki uski zindagi mein ek aisa toofaan aane wala hai, jo sab kuch tabah kar dega.

 

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Update 2

Pankhudi ki shaant khushhaal zindagi ko grahan lag gaya tha. Use yeh ehsaas hone laga tha ki koi uspar nazar rakhe hue hai. Use hamesha ek darr sa laga rehta tha. Halki si awaz se woh chaunk jaati, to kabhi apna hi saya dekhkar darr jaati.

Woh apne kamre me sehmi si sofe par baithi thi. Uski roomnate Nisha uska haath thame use shaant karne ki koshish kar rahi thi.

"Main nahi jaanti ki woh kaun hai, aur kya chahta hai," Pankhudi ne kaha.

"Tumne mujhe pehle kyu nahi bataya?" Nisha ne poocha.

"Main nahi jaanti tum meri madad kar sakti ho ya nahi," Pankhudi dari hui awaz me boli, "Mujhe nahi lagta koi bhi meri madad kar sakta hai."

"Kya usne tumhe dhamki di, ya chhot pahunchayi?" Nisha ne poocha.

"Nahi," Pankhudi boli, "Woh bas mujhe dekhta hai rehta hai, kuch karta nahi, bas dekhta rehta hai."

Pankhudi ne Nisha ko ek envelope diya. Usme Pankhudi ki alag alag jagah chori chipe kheenchi hui bahot si tasveerein thi. Kabhi, uske office me, kabhi ghar laute samay scooter chalate hue, kabhi bazaar me, kabhi shopping mall me.

"Inme se kuch tasveerein mere office desk par mili," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Kuch ghar ke address par post ki gayi, kuch mujhe email par bheji gayi aur kuch bas aate jaate bacchon ke haathon mujh tak pahunchayi gayi."

"Aisa lagta hai woh tumhare baare me bahot kuch jaanta hai," Nisha ne kaha,

"Mujhe lagta hai woh mere baare me sab kuch jaanta hai," Pankhudi ne aansu bahate hue kaha, "Pehle yeh photos mili, phir uske phone aane lage. Shuruvat me bas blank calls the, phir woh baatein karne laga...uski awaz man kabhi nahi bhool sakti..."

"Kya tumne use dekha hai?" Nisha ne poocha.

"Nahi, kabhi nahi dekha," Pankhudi boli, "Na main uska naam jaanti hun, bas uski awaz pechaanti hun..."

"Pankhudi mujhe lagta hai tumhe police ke paas jaana chahiye," Nisha ne kaha.

Pankhudi kuch nahi boli, bas Nisha ko ek aur envelope pakda diya. Nisha ne use kholkar dekha to uske paseene chhut gaye. Usme Pankhudi ki kuch tasveerein thi, uski flat ki khidki se kheenchi hui, jisme me Nisha aur Pankhudi rehte the. Pankhudi kapde badal rahi thi, aur shayad parda khula reh gaya tha. Pankhudi ki nangi tasveerein dekhkar Nisha ki bhi aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.

"Usne yeh tasveerein kaise kheenchi?" Nisha ne ghabrakar poocha, "Uske paas meri bhi tasveerein ho sakti hai!"

"Ho sakti hai," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Lekin woh tumhe to pareshan nahi kar raha na."

"Pankh, this is serious! Ek aadmi tumhara har jagah peecha kar raha hai, tumhari tasveerein kheench raha hai, aur tumhe abhi bhi nahi lagta ki tumhe police ke paas jaana chahiye? Tumhe ehsaas hai ki yeh aadmi mere liye bhi ek khatra hai?" Nisha ne kaha.

"Samajhti hun Nisha," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Lekin please samajhne ki koshish karo. Agar usne meri nudes viral kar di to main kahin muh dikhane layak nahi rahungi."

Pankhudi phhut phhut kar rone lagi. "Main nahi jaanti woh kya chahta hai," woh rote hue boli, "Maine kayi baar us se poocha bhi ki woh mujhe aise tang kyu kar raha hai."

"Toh kya kaha usne?" Nisha ne poocha.

"Usne kaha ki use jo chahiye woh use mila raha hai," Pankhudi rote hue boli.

Kuch der ke liye Pankhudi aur Nisha dono shaant thi.

"Maine tay kiya hai ki ab se main kisi unknown number ke phone nahi uthaungi," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Let's hope ki yeh ek bure sapne ki tarah guzar jaye."

Nisha ne Pankhudi ko gale lagaya aur use bistar tak le gayi. Pankhudi ka pariwar door, Maharashtra ke ek gaanv me rehta tha. Yahan, Mumbai mein, uski roommate Nisha hi uska pariwaar thi. Pankhudi apne aap me rehne waali ek introvert ladki thi. Uske jyada dost nahi the. Normally uske jaisi khoobsoorat 24 saal ki ladki ka koi boyfriend hota ya shayad shaadi ho gayi hoti. Lekin Pankhudi ka jeevan itni sangharshon se bhara tha, ki use apne pariwaar ki jimmedari ke aage kabhi kuch nahi socha.

Nisha ne Pankhudi ko bistar par letakar chadar odha di aur phir khud uske bagal mein letkar light off kar di.

"Sab kuch theek ho jayega Pankh," Nisha ne Pankhudi ke baalon ko sehlate hue kaha.

Pankhudi ne aankhein band kari aur sone ki koshish kari. Raat gehrati gayi. Neend me samay ka andaaza nahi lagta, isiliye woh bata nahi sakti thi ki kya samay ho raha tha, lekin achanak se use mehsoos hua ki use koi chhu raha hai. Use ehsaas hua ki woh ek mard ka haath hai. Uski ekdum se aankhein khuli, toh dekha ki ek aadmi tha. Uska chehra andhere me theek se dikhayi nahi de raha tha, lekin woh Pankhudi ko dekhkar muskuraya.

"How are you, cupcake?" us aadmi ne poocha.

Uski awaz pehchaante hi Pankhudi ke haath pair thande pad gaye. Woh cheekhna chahti thi, lekin woh itni ghabrayi hui thi ki uske muh se awaz hi nahi nikli. Us aadmi ne ek takiya uthaya aur uske muh par dabaya. Pankhudi ka dum ghutne laga. Usne apni poori takat ke saath sangharsh kiya, lekin woh aadmi bahot hi taqatwar tha aur takiya uske muh par dabaye rakha. Pankhudi ko lag raha tha ki woh pal pal maut ke kareeb jaa rahi hai. Phir achanak se uske ankh khuli, woh takiya gayab ho gaya aur woh aadmi bhi. Pankhudi ki saans phooli hui thi. Woh asthamatic thi. usne asthma ka daura pada tha.

Woh ladkhatate hue ek daraz mein apna inhaler khojne lagi. Awaz se Nisha jag gayi aur usne light on kar di.

"Oh my God! Pankh!" usne Pankhudi ko uska inhaler dete hue kaha, "Kya tum theek ho?"

Pankhudi ne inhaler se kuch puff liye aur woh shaant ho gayi. Phir woh Nisha ko gale lagakar rone lagi.

"Yeh kya haal bana liya hia tumne apna Pankh," Nisha ne kaha, "Mujhse dekha nahi jaa raha."

Pankhudi kuch nahi boli, woh bas Nisha ke kandhe par sar rakh kar rone lagi.

"Sab kuch theek ho jayega Pankh," Nisha ne uski peeth ko sehlate hue kaha, "Main humesha tumhare saath rahungi."

Nisha use pyaar se sehlati rahi aur tab tak uska haath thame rahi jab tak Pankhudi shaant hokar so nahi gayi.

 

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Update 3

Pankhudi ne jaise taise raat guzari. Subah ki suneheri kirnon se uski palkon ko chumkar use jagaya. Ek naya din uska intezaar kar raha tha.

Pankhudi office jaane ke liye taiyyar ho gayi. Woh apne ghar se nikli aur dekha uske chaaron oor chehel pehel thi. Charon taraf log apne kaam me lage hue the, kahin muskurate hue chehre the to kahin koi phone par gusse se chilla raha tha. Bacche school jaa rahe the, gadiyon ka shor tha, kahin kisi thele par koi phal bech raha tha. Aas paas ho rahi in saadharan si cheezon me Pankhudi ne apna mann lagaya, taaki uske mann me jo khauff tha woh thoda kam ho sake.

Woh samay par office pahunch gayi. Office me uske jyada dost nahi thi. Woh apne aap me gumsum si rehne waali ladki thi. Lekin sab log use bahot pasand karte the. Us se kisi ko koi shikayat nahi thi. Woh apna kaam acche se karti thi, aur kabhi kisi se behas nahi karti thi. Lekin jab se koi uske peeche pada tha, tab se woh bahot chidchidi ho gayi thi. Woh hamesha dari sehmi rehti.

Shaam ho gayi aur office se nikalne ka waqt ho gaya. Woh poora din shaant raha, use unknown number se koi call nahi aayi. Lekin jab bhi uska phone bajta, woh ekdum se darr jaati ki kahin us stalker ka call to nahi hai. Woh baar baar apna phone check karti rehti ki koi call miss to nahi hui.

Office ke baad woh paas ke hi ek park mein chali gayi. Normally woh office ke baad ghar jaati aur phir wahan se college. Lekin aaj uska ghar jaane ka mann nahi tha. Woh park ke ek bench par baith gayi. Usne ek cotton candy khareedi aur uske khate hue bench par baithe bacchon ko khelte hue dekhne lagi. Uske bachpan ki yaadein taaza ho gayi.

Pankhudi ek gareeb ghar se thi. Maa baap aur ek chhoti behen itna hi uska Pankhudiwar tha. Ek chhota sa ghar tha, aur pita ki kamai itni thi ki unke chhote se Pankhudiwar ki har zaroorat poori ho jaati thi. Lekin kuch saal pehle uske pitaji guzar gaye. Phir uski maa ne ghar ki zimmedari sambhali. Uski maa padhi likhi nahi thi, to guzara karne ke liye, woh 4-5 gharon me jhadu poocha karke apne Pankhudiwar ka guzara karne lagi. Pankhudi ke pitaji ne kayi logon se karna le rakha tha, to aaye din koi na koi unke darwaze pe hota tha apna paisa maangne. Apne pati ka karz utarne aur apni betiyon ki padhai ka kharcha utha ne ki liye uski maa din raat mehnat karti. Unhone apni dono betiyon ki har zaroorat poori karni ke poori koshish kari. Lekin ek din durbhagya se, unka pair phisal gaya seedhiyon se aur unko itni serious chhot ayyi ki woh kamar ke neeche paralyze ho gayi aur wheelchair pe poori tarah se nirbhar ho gayi.

Phir Pankhudi ne apni padhai chhod di aur Mumbai aa gayi job karne. Jitni uski qualification thi, aur uski khoobsoorti ke dum pe usko ek construction company me receptionist ki job mil gayi. Lekin woh apni graduation poori karna chahti thi isiliye usne night college join kiya. Woh bahot hi hunaar aur mehnati ladki thi.

Kayi baar uska mann karta ki uski zindagi me ek mard ho, jo use sacche mann se pyaar karti, uska sahara bane, uski raksha kare, lekin usne jaisa chaha tha waise koi nahi mil paaya tha ab tak. Woh apni hi zimmedariyon ka bhoj uthaye, duniya se akele hi ladh rahi thi. Pankhudi apne khayalon me khoyi hui thi ki uske laga ki uske khandhe par kisi ne chua. Usne ekdum se palat kar dekha to koi nahi tha. Woh ghabrakar aas paas dekhne lagi lekin koi nazar nahi aa raha tha. Uski aankhon se ek aansu nikla, yeh sochkar ki uska khauff use din dhade bhi ek pal sukoon se baithne nahi de raha.

College ke baad Pankhudi ghar pahunchi. Nisha ke saath khana khaya.

"To, kaisa raha tumhara din?" Nisha ne poocha.

"Theek raha," Pankhudi ne kaha.

"Sab theek ho jayega, Pankh," Nishe ne use gale lagate hue kaha.

Pankhudi muskurayi aur dono ladkiyan sone chali gayi. Der raat ho chuki thi. Pankhudi ki achanak neend khuli. Usne dekha uske phone ki screen glow kar rahi thi. Usne phone uthaya aur uske haath kaanpne lage. Screen par likha tha - 1 missed call - private number

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Agle kuch dino tak sab kuch theek raha. Pankhudi apne office aur college jaati rahi. Use private number se calls aate rahe but usne ek bhi calls nahi uthayi. Uske baad calls aane achanak se band hue.

Normally, us anjaan aadmi ka call na aana aachi baat maani jaati, lekin Pankhudi ka mann ghabra raha tha. Agar woh phone nahi kar raha hai iska matlab hai ki woh koi aur khatarank saazish rach raha hai.

"Itna mat daro Pankhudi," Nisha ne kaha, "Woh chala gaya hai. Aise logon ki himmat nahi hoti saamne aane ki. Woh bas pareshaan kar raha tha tumhe, aur jab usne dekha ki tum us us se nahi darr rahi ho, to dekho woh khud hi peeche hatt gaya."

"Pata nahi kyun Nisha," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Pas mujhe darr lag raha hai."

"Chalo koi baat nahi," Nisha ne kaha, "Tum haal filhaal bahot stress se guzri ho. Toh main tumhe kal ek party me le chalungi. Thoda mann behel jayega to accha lagega."

Pankhudi muskurayi.

Agle din shaam ko, dono ladkiya saj sawar ke party mein gayi. Wahan un dono ne khoob enjoy kiya. Pankhudi ki life me, kuch hi aise pal aate the jismne woh khush reh paati thi. Yeh un palon me se ek tha. Usne jee bhar ke daance kiya Nisha ke saath.

Party ke baad dono ladkiya ghar laut aayi. Pankhudi ne chabi nikalkne ke liye apni purse mein haath daala to use bahot tez dard hua. Woh jor se cheekhi aur uska purse uske haathon se gir gaya. Nisha ne dekha ki Pankhudi ki haath par ek dankh ka nishaan tha.

Nisha ne apni chaabi se darwaza khola aur Pankhudi ko andar le gayi aur chair par bithaya. Usne pankhudi ki purse me dhyaan se dekha to usme ek zinda bicchu paaya.

Nisha ne chimte se use uthaya aur balcony me lejakar khuchal diya. Nisha ko ehsaas hua ki jab woh Pankhudi ke saath dance kar rahi thi, tab uska purse table par rakha gaya tha. Usi samay usme bicchu daala gaya hoga.

Pankhudi ko bahot dard ho raha tha. Ekdum se uska phone bajne laga. Wahi "private number" tha.

Pankhudi ne kaanpte hue haathon se phone uthaya.

"Mera tohfa kaisa laga, cupcake?" us jaani pechaani awaz ne poocha.

Pankhudi rone lagi. "Kya chahiye tumhe?" woh chillai, "Kyu kar rahe ho mere saath aisa?"

"Tumne mera phone uthana band kar diya, sweetheart," usne muskurate hua kaha, "Aisi naughty naughty harkat karogi to saza to milega na?"

Nisha ne Pankhudi ke haath se phone chheena aur gusse se boli, "Saale randi ki aulaad," Nisha chillai, "Himmat hai to saamne aa. Ek bebas ladki to pareshan kar raha hai, kayar kahin ka! Ek baar apni shakal dikha de, teri ek ek haddi na tod di to naam badal dungi!"

"Aukaat mein reh, kutiya," woh aadmi gusse bola, "Jyada matak mat, warna aisa haal karungi ki kahin muh dikhane layak nahi rahegi."

Us aadmi ne phone kaat diya.

Nisha ne Pankhudi ko gale lagakar use shaant kiya, aur use ek doctor ke paas le gayi. Doctor ne use dard ki dawai di. Phir Nisha use wapas ghar le aayi aur use pyaar se sula diya. Pankhudi bahot dari hui thi, Nisha ne use bade pyaar se sulaya.

Pankhudi ko bicchu ke kaatne se itna dard ho raha tha, ki agle din woh office nahi jaa payi. Nisha apne college chali gayi thi. Jo bhi ho raha us se Nisha bhi kaafi disturbed thi. Lekin, woh ek acche finincially well off ghar ki ladki thi, jo Mumbai me apni padhai poori karne aayi thi. Uske upar koi zimmedari nahi thi, uske maa baap uski har zaroorat ka khayal rakhte the. Nisha ek nidar ladki thi aur school me usne martial arts bhi seekha tha, to woh self defense bhi jaanti thi. Woh chahti thi ki Pankhudi ko jo bhi pareshan kar raha hai woh ek baar uske saamne aaye to woh uski aisi jam ke pitai karegi ki woh dobara uski dost ko tang nahi karega.

Lekin woh yeh nahi jaanti thi, ki uske beech mein padhne se, woh bhi us ajnaan stalker ki nazar me aa gayi thi. Usne use gussa dilaya tha. Ek din jab usne apne college la locker khola to usme ek envelope pe uska naam liktha tha. Usne use kholkar padha to uspe likha tha

Nisha,

Aakhri warning hai tujhe. Aag se mat khel. Apni jaan pyari hai to dobara mera raasta kaatne ki galati mat karna.

 

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Update 4

Nisha ne chidd ke woh chitthi phaad ke phenk di.

Shaam ko ghar laut ke usne Pankhudi ko us chitthi ke baare me bataya.

"Haraamzaada sochta hai mere college ke locker mein chitthi rakhkar mujhe dara dega," Nisha boli, "Woh jaanta nahi main uska kya haal kar sakti hun."

"Agar woh chahta hai ki tum door raho, to please door raho Nisha," Pankhudi ne kaha.

"Main darkpok nahi ho jo aisi bachkani dhamkiyon se darr jaungi aur meri sabse pyari dost ko akele chhod dungi," Nisha ne kaha.

"It is complicated Nisha," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Kuch hai jo tum nahi jaanti...but please is sab me mat pado. Main nahi chahti tumhare saath kuch bura ho."

"What do you mean, it is complicated?" Nisha ne poocha, "Tum mujhse kya chhipa rahi ho, Pankhudi?"

"I am really sorry main tumhe nahi bata sakti," Pankhudi ne rote hue kaha.

Pankhudi ke aankhon me aansu dekhkar Nisha ka bhav narma gaya.

"Theek hai, main force nahi karungi," Nisha ne kaha, "Lekin tumhe kabhi bhi baat karne ka mann ho, ya meri help chahiye ho to tum mujhse keh sakti ho, jaanti ho na?"

"Jaanti hun Nisha," Pankhudi ne use gale lagate hue kaha, "Main bas chahti hun ki tum surakshit raho."

Uske baad Pankhudi aur Nisha ke beech jyada baat nahi hui. Pankhudi apne darr ko apne tak hi rakhti thi. Uske darr ne uski life pe apna bura asar dikhana shuru kiya. Woh padhai nahi kar paa rahi thi aur apne exams me bhi fail ho gayi. Office me bhi bahot shikayatein aane lagi uske khilaaf. Aisa lag raha tha jaisi uski duniya dheere dheere bikhar rahi hai.

Ek din Pankhudi, apne reception desk par baithi thi. Uske boss ne use bulaya apne cabin me. Uske boss ka cabin top floor pe tha aur Pankhudi ko lift se jaana pada. Pankhudi clautrobhobic thi aur use lift se darr lagta tha. Lekin uske paas koi option nahi tha.

Woh jaise taise lift me ghusi. Lift har floor par ruk rahi thi aur tamaam log aa jaa rahe the. Phir achanak se light chali gayi aur lift ruk gayi. Pankhudi ekdum se ghabra gayi. Woh waise hi lift se darti thi ab to woh ek andhere band padi lift mein phasi hui thi. Lift mein bahot saare log the aur jab bahot der tak light nahi aayi, sab log shor machane lage.

Achanak Pankhudi ne mehsoos kiya ki ek strong aadmi ne use jakad liya hai. Ek haath se uska muh dabaya aur uske kaan me ek jaani pechaani awaz aayi, "Easy easy cupcake."

Pankhudi itna darr gayi ki cheekhna chahti thi, lekin us aadmi ne uska muh dabaye rakha.

"Shaant ho jao, Pankhudi," us aadmi ne halke se uske kaan me kaha, "Main tumhe hurt nahi karna chahta, bas pyaar se chhu na chahta hun."

Pankhudi darr ke maare uski baahon mein thar thar kaanp rahi thi.

"Tum mujhe chhune dogi na, Pankhudi," us aadmi ne halke se uske kaan me bola, "Main sach me tumhe hurt nahi karna chahta."

Usne itni shaant awaz mein yeh baat boli lekin Pankhudi uski mansha samajh gai thi. Woh use dhamka raha tha ki agar woh uska virod karegi to woh use hurt karega. Pankhudi ko ehsaas hua ki uske paas koi chahra nahi hai. Usne dheeme se haan me sar hilaya.

"Good girl," woh aadmi bola, "Isiliye tum mujhe itni acchi lagti ho. Baat ko ek baar me maan leti ho. Ab main tumhare muh se apna haath hataunga. Cheekhna mat, sweetheart."

Pankh aankh munde khadi thi darr se kaanpte hue. Us aadmi ne uske muh se haath hataya, lekin Pankhudi ne koi awaz nahi kari. Uski himmat hi nahi ho rahi thi. Jo aadmi ab tak use chori chipe dekhta tha aur phone par darata tha, woh ab uske paas khada tha woh bhi uske office me, jahan woh roz aati thi.

Pankhudi ne mehsoos kiya ki uske peeche se do mardana haath dheere se uski kamar ko sehla rahe hai. Us aadmi ne apne hoonth uski gardan par rakhe aur halke se chuma. Pankhudi uski saanson ki tapish apni gardan par mehsoos kar rahi thi. Lekin Pankhudi ne gaur kiya ki woh use sexually touch nahi kar raha. Usne Pankhudi ke boobs ya ass ko nahi chua, bas dheere se uski kamar thame raha, uski gardan chumta hai.

"Tumhari zulfon ki yeh bheeni bheeni khushboo mujhe pagal kar rahi hai Pankhudi," usne dheere se Pankhudi ke kaan mein kaha, "Lekin daro mat, jab tak tum meri har baat maanogi, tumhe kuch nahi hoga..."

Aur phir ekdum se usne apne haath hata liye. Pankhudi ne aas paas tatota, lekin woh nahi mila. Woh bas chup chaap kone me khadi rahi.

Thodi der mein light aa gayi aur lift chalne lagi. Life mein kayi log the aur kayi saare mard bhi the. Umne se woh koi bhi ho sakta tha. Pankhudi ne jaise taise apne aap ko sambhala aur top floor aate hi lift se nikal gayi.

Uske baad din bhar kuch nahi hua. Na koi call aayi, na woh aadmi dobara us se mila. Shaam ko Pankhudi apne college chali gayi.

Lekin class me uska mann nahi lag raha tha. Woh baar baar us lift waali ghatna ke baare mein sochti rahi. Us pehle baar kisi mard ne aise chhua tha. Jitna woh jyada woh darr rahi thi us aadmi se, uska touch utna hi soft aur gentle laga use. Apni gardan par uski garam saanson ko mehsoos karna, Pankhudi ko ekdum se uttejit kar raha tha. Uska mann kar raha tha, phir se ek baar uska woh gentle touch feel karne ka. Aisa kaise ho sakta hai ki jis aadmi se use itna darr lag raha tha, uska chhuna usko accha lag raha tha. Woh apne hi mann ko samajh nahi paa rahi thi.

"Pankhudi," uske teacher ne awaz lagayi, "Dhyaan kahan hai tumhara?"

Khayalon mein khoyi Pankhudi, ekdum se hosh mein aa gayi. Usne apne aap ko sambhala aur class mein dhyan dene ki koshish karne lagi.

 

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Update 5

Lift waali ghatna ke baad kayi dino tak Pankhudi ki life mein shanti rahi. Kayi dino tak us aadmi ne na phone kiya na woh uske saamne aaya. Jaise jaise din beet te jaa rahe the, waise waise Pankhudi aur bechain hoti jaa rahi thi. Use darr tha ki woh anjaan shaks agar use contact nahi kar raha to shayad koi aur khatarnak chal chalne ki taiyyari kar raha hai.

Aur ek din achanak, Pankhudi par keher toot pada. Uski behen Palak ka phone aaya. Woh bahot ghabrayi hui thi aur ro rahi thi.

"Didi, kuch log aaye hue hai yahan," Palak rote hue boli, "Yeh sarkar ki taraf se hai aur mujhe yeh notice diya hai. Keh rahe hai apna makaan illegal construction hai, aur use tod diya jayega."

"Kya?" Pankhudi ne chaunk kar bola, "Illegal construction?"

"Haan didi," Palak rote hue boli, "Woh log bulldozer leke aaye hai, keh rahe hai apna saaman nikalkar makaan khali karo."

"Aise achahank woh humara ghar kaise tod sakte hai?" Pankhudi ne kaha, "Meri unse baat karao."

Palak ne phone us sarkari officer ko diya.

"Haanji madamji," woh aadmi bola, "Suryakant Awasthi bol raha hun, LDA se. Order hai demolition ka."

"Please humara ghar mat todiye," Pankhudi ne kaha.

"Gairkanooni tareeke se banaye hue makan tode hi jaate hai madam ji," woh bola, "Kagaz to nahi hai aapke pariwar ke paas, na ghar ke, na zameen ke. Aise hi sarkari zameen haitiya ke baithe ho tum log."

"Please..." Pankhudi ne kaha, "Hum log kahan jayenge, please aisa mat kariye, aap chahe to aapki jo maang hogi woh poori kar di jayegi."

"Rishwat dene ke koshish kar rahi hain aap?" woh aadmi chiddkar bola, "Saala imaandaari ka to zamana hi nahi raha. Ab mera aur waqt barbad na kariye aur apne pariwar ke liye kahin aur rehne ka intezaam kariye."

"Todo re," us addmi ne apni aadmiyon ko bulldozer chalane ka aadhesh dete hue kaha.

"Didi please ghar aa jao," Palak ne rote hue kaha.

Pankhudi ne phone kaata aur agli bus pakadkar apne ghar ki taraf chal di. Uska gaanv Mumbai se door tha aur usko pahunchne me 8 ghante lage. Lekin jab tak woh pahunchi tab tak uska ghar poori tarah se toot chuka tha. Palak aur uski maa ek kone mein baithe the apne samaan ke saath. Pankhudi ko dekhte hi Palak uski taraf daudkar uske gale lagakar rone lagi.

"Maine unhe rokne ki koshish kari," Palak ne kaha, "Lekin woh log nahi maane."

Apne toote hue ghar ko dekhkar Pankhudi ki aankhon se aansu behne lage. Uske bachpan ki yaadein judi hui thi us ghar se. Koi aalishaan bangla nahi tha, bas ek chhota sa makaan tha. Phir bhi use toda gaya kyunki unke paas zameen ke kagaz nahi the.

"Ro mat chutki," Pankhudi ne Palak ko sambhalte hue kaha, "Tu bas apni padhai par dhyaan de. Ghar ka kya hai, doosra mil jayega."

Us raat Pankhudi ne apne pariwar ko ek saste hotel me rukaya. Agle din woh nikal padi apne pariwar ke liye ke naya ghar dhoondhne. Ghar khareedne ke to paise nahi the uske paas, lekin woh kiraye par ek makaan le sake itne paise the uske account me.

Bahot khojne ke baad ek ghar mila jo uski budget me tha. Bahot buri halat mein tha woh makaan. Deewaron par koi paint nahi tha, bas eet aur cement se bane 2 kamre the, 2 khidkiya aur ek darwaja. Aur patre ki chhat thi. Bijli aur paani ki suvidha nahi thi, lekin Pankhudi ne socha ki kuch dino tak uska pariwar yahan adjust kar de, phir kuch paise bachkar woh unhe behtar ghar mein shift kara degi. Mumbai me apne pariwar ko woh nahi le ja sakti thi kyunki wahan ka kiraya, uske gaanv se 10 guna jyada tha, aur Palak ka college bhi gaanv me tha.

Palak aur uski maa us kiraye ke makaan me shift ho gaye. Unhone bhi himmat se kaam liya, aur Pankhudi ka shukriya ada kar use wapas Mumbai jaane diya.

Pankhudi ne wapas Mumbai aakar is ghatna ke baare mein Nisha ko bataya.

"What the hell?" Nisha gusse me boli, "Aise kaise woh bina mohlat diye seedha bulldozer chala diye? You know what, us officer ke khilaaf complaint file karo. Suspend ho jayega saala! Court me case kar do! Jail mein sadna chahiye use!"

"Nisha," Pankhudi nam aankhon se boli, "Mujhe bas apne pariwar ke liye ek accha ghar dhoondhna hai...Palak ki padhai poori karwani hai, woh bahot hunhaar hai, pata hai, woh doctor ban na chahti hai aur uske liye bahot mehnat kar rahi hai...main bas chahti hun ki uska sapna poora ho...yeh police court kachehri ke chakkar mein nahi padna mujhe..."

Nisha ko Pankhudi ki baaton ki sacchai ka ehsaas hua. Usne Pankhudi ko gale lagaya.

"Main apni scooter bech rahi hun," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Kuch paise aa jayenge. Office main bus se jaaya karungi, aur padhai me waise bhi mera aaj kal mann nahi lag raha to main college chhod rahi hun. Shaam ko ek supermarket me sales girl ki job mili hai. Thode paise kama lungi."

Nisha ko Pankhudi par bada pyaar aaya.

"Pankhudi," usne kaha, "Is makan ka poora kiraya main dungi, aur ration bhi main hi le aaungi. Thodi madad hi ho jayegi meri pyari dost ki."

Pankhudi muskurayi aur usne Nisha ko gale lagaya. "Thank you so much," Pankhudi ne kaha.

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Armaan ke paas ek call aayi.

"Kaam ho gaya hai," ek aadmi ne kaha.

"Dhanyawaad, Awasthi ji," Armaan ne kaha.

"Mathur saab," Awasthi ne kaha, "Ek laundiya ke peeche kaahe itna paisa baha rahe ho. Maze lene hai to uthwa liyo. Kuch nahi kar payegi."

"Jaanta hun ki kuch nahi kar payegi," Armaan ne kaha, "Lekin uthwane me woh maza nahi hai. Zor zabardasti nahi karni mujhe. Badi khuddar ladki hai. Use is kadar todunga ki woh khud chalke aayegi mere paas."

"Gajjab taur tareeke hai aapke, Mathur saab," Awasthi ne kaha.

"Aapki madad ke liye shukriya Awasthi ji," Armaan ne kaha, "Mithai aapke ghar pahunch jayegi."

Armaan ne phone kaat diya aur uske cabin ke darwaze par dastak hui.

"Yes come in," Armaan ne kaha.

Eshani andar aayi aur ek scooter ki chabi Armaan ko di.

"Woh scooter khareed li gayi hai, jaisa aapne kaha tha," Eshani boli.

"Good," Armaan ne uske haath se Pankhudi ki scooter ki chabi lete hue kaha, "You may leave."

Eshani chali gayi aur us scooter ki chabi ko dekh kar Armaan ke hoton par ek shaitani muskaan aa gayi.

"Abhi to khel shuru hua hai janeman," woh mann hi maan bola, "Aage aage dekho aur kya kya hoga tumhare saath."

 

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Update 6

Pankhudi ki life us din ke baad badal gayi. Uska college band ho gaya aur woh abi supermarket waali evening job se der raat hi free ho paati thi. Woh din ke lagbhag din 14 ghante kaam karti thi, din raat ek karke mehnat karti thi, lekin kisi se usne arthik roop se madad nahi maangi.

Ek raat woh ghar lauti. Woh ghar me akeli thi. Nisha apne rishtedar ke yahan gayi hui thi kisi shaadi me.

Achanak se uska phona baja. Usne unknown number dekhte hi turant utha liya. Woh jaanti thi ki agar woh Armaan ke call nahi uthathegi to use saza milegi.

"Kaisi ho, cupcake?" Armaan ne pyaar bhari awaz se poocha.

"Theek hun," Pankhudi ne darr se dabi hui awaz mein jawab diya.

"Ghar me akeli ho na?" Armaan ne poocha.

Pankhudi ko koi hairani nahi hui ki use pata hai ki woh ghar me akeli hai. Woh jaanti thi ki Armaan ki nazar uspe 24 ghante rehti hai.

"Haan," Pankhudi ne jawab diya.

"Tumne dekhne ka mann kar raha hai," Armaan ne kaha, "Ek selfie bhejo na, apna top utar ke."

Pankhudi uski baat sunke ekdum se kaanpne lagi.

"Nahi please..." woh rote hue boli.

"Kuch nahi hoga Pari," Armaan ne narm swar me kaha, "Bas dekhne ka mann kar raha hai, main dekhunga aur dekh ke delete kar dunga, promise."

"Please..." Pankhudi rote hue boli.

"Bas ek photo maang raha hun," Armaan ne kaha, "Usme rone ki kya baat hai sweetheart. Ek pyari se topless pic bhejo mujhe sweetly smile karte hue, aur so jao. Phir main tumhe tang nahi karunga. Bas ek baat maan lo meri, please...tumhe dekhne ka mann kar raha hai."

"I am sorry..." Pankhudi ne kaha aur phone kaat diya.

Uske baad usne phone switch off kar diya aur raat bhar roti rahi. Woh use apni hi topless pic kaise bhej deti? Use bahot sharam aa rahi thi. Lekin use ye darr bhi tha ki ab usne uski baat nahi maani hai, aur woh na jane uske saath kya karega.

Kuch din tak Armaan ne contact nahi kiya. Pankhudi ke din aur raat khauff mein beete ki pata nahi uske saath kya ho jaye.

Ek din laut te samay achaank se use kisi ne pakad liya.

Ek aadmi ne apne left hand me ek chaku pakad rakha tha uske gardan par. Usne dekha ki woh kaafi gora tha aur uske haath pe ek chhota sa bicchu ka tattoo bana hua tha.

"Tumne accha nahi kiya sweethart," ek jaani pechaani awaz Pankhudi ki kaanon par padi. Woh thar thar kaanpne lagi.

Armaan ne woh chaku Pankhudi ke kurti ke neeche khiska kar kurti ko dheere dheere cheerne laga.

Pankhudi cheekhi to usne woh chaku phir se uski gardan par rakh diya. "Chup, bilkul chup!" woh dhamka kar bola.

Pankhudi darr ke maare chup ho gayi, woh Armaan phir se us ka dupatta kheench ke zameen par phenk diya aur chaku se uski kurti faadne laga. Usne tab tak apna chaku chayala ja tak uski cleavage aur bra dikhne lagi.

"Ek photo hi maangi thi na maine," Armaan se bade shaanti se kaha, "Kyun nahi bheji? Poori ki poori video padi hui hai mere paas, aur ek photo ek liye itne nakhre huh?"

"Please I am sorry," Pankhudi ne kaha.

"Pankhudi chahu to isi waqt tumhe nangi karke sadak par phenk sakta hun," Armaan ne kadwe sawr me uske kaan me kaha. Phir uska bhav narma gaya aur badi meethi awaz me Pankhudi ke gaalon ko chhute hue bola, "Lekin main aisa kuch nahi karna chahta. Tum meri sweet Pankhudi ho na? To meri baat kyu nahi maanti? Kyu karwati ho mujhse yeh sab? Aage se meri baat maanogi na?"

Pankhudi ne bas haan me sar hilaya. Uski gardan par Armaan abhi woh chaku pakde hue tha jis se usne uski aadhi kurti phaad di tha.

"Good girl," Armaan ne uska gaal chumte hue kaha, "Bas meri har baat chup chaap maano, aur tumhe kuch nahi hoga."

Pankhudi bas khamosh khadi rahi uski pakad me. Woh bas Armaan ke haath dekh paa rahi thi. Woh uske peeche khada tha to Pankhudi ko uska chehra nazar nahi aa raha tha. Armaan ne uske ghutne par zor se maara jis se uska balance bidag gaya aur woh sadak par gir gayi. Jaisa taise usne apne aap ko sambhala, aur peeche mud kar dekha to Armaan jaa chuka tha. Phir woh apne fate hui kurte ke dekhkar rone lagi. Usko abhi bahot door jaana tha, woh bhi bus me. Usne apni purse me khoja to safety pins mili. Usne safety pins se phati hui kurti ke sire jode. Aur dupatte se apne aap ko dhak liya. Sadak par girne ke karan use kuch kharonche aayi thi. Unme se khoon beh raha tha.

Jaise taise Pankhudi ghar pahunchi. Apne flat mein aate hi Pankhudi phut phut kar rone lagi.

Uski yeh halat dekh kar Nisha ko bahot gussa aaya.

"Us haramzaade ne kiya yeh sab?" Nisha gusse se chillakar boli.

"Usne mujhe saza di," Pankhudi ne dheemi awaz me kaha, "Maine uski baat nahi maani na isiliye."

"Kaunsi baat?" Nisha ne poocha.

"Usne bas ek topless pic maangi thi," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Mujhe bhej deni chahiye thi."

Nisha ka gussa ab aur bhi chadd gaya. "Ek baar mere saamne aaye woh, aisi halat karungi ki zindagi bhar yaad rakehga!"

Pankhudi abhi bhi sadme me thi. Nisha ko uski halat dekhkar taras aaya.

"Pari, tum kuch khaogi?" Nisha ne poocha, "Tumhari favorite biryani mangau?"

"Thanks Nisha," Pankhudi ne ek halki muskaan ke saath kaha, "Main thak gayi hun. Sona chahti hun."

Pankhudi bina kuch kahe hi bistar par let gayi.

Nisha ne pyaar se uske sar par haath fera.

"Main uski baat manungi na, to mujhe kuch nahi hoga," Pari ne nam aankhon se kaha, "Use kaha hai ki woh mujhe kuch nahi karega, bas mujhe uski baat manani hogi...main maan lungi uski har baat...phir sab kuch theek ho jayega..."

Pari ne aankein band kari aur so gayi. Woh itni thaki hui thi ki usne kapde bhi nahi badle. Waise hi fati hui kurti pehen kar so gayi.

Nisha ke aankhon me aansu aa gaye. Woh apne aap ko bebas mehsoos kar rahi thi ki woh apni sabse acchi dost ki koi madad nahi kar paa rahi hai.

Utne me Pankhudi ka phone baj utha.

Nisha ne private number dekh kar turant utha liya.

"Jyada chhot to nahi lagi sweetheart?" Armaan ne ek naram awaz me poocha, "Mujhe bura lag raha hai, mujhe is tarah dhakka nahi dena chahiye tha tumhe."

"Saale gutter ke keede," Nisha gusse me chillai, "Nangi tasveerein dekhne ka bahot shauk hai na tujhe, to jaa apni maa aur behen ko nanga karke unki tasverein kheench! Lekin Pankhudi se door reh, suar ki aulaad!"

Nisha ki awaz sunte hi Armaan ko gussa aa gaya.

"Kyu be chinaal, seedhi baad tere bheje me nahi ghusti?" Armaan ne kaha, "Yeh jo tera gutter jaisa muh hai na, jis ne tu poore mohalle ke mardon ka lund choosti hai, usko zara band rakhna seekh. Warna woh haal karunga ki gali ka kutta bhi tujhpe nahi mootega."

"Dhamki kisko de raha hai, saale madarchod," Nisha ne bina dare kaha, "Bahot dekhe tere jaise, ek baar saamne toh aa, tera to main..."

"Tera yeh shauk bhi jaldi hi poora hoga," Armaan ne uski baat ko beech me kaat te hue kaha, "Saali do kaudi ki raand!"

Armaan ne phone kaat diya.

Pankhudi agle din subah uthi. Usne apna phone check kiya to usne dekha ki uske sone ke baad "private number" pe kuch der baat hui thi.

"Koi phone aaya tha?" Pankhudi ne Nisha se poocha.

Nisha college jaane ke liye ready ho rahi thi.

"Haan, usi bhadwe ka," Nisha ne kaha.

"Tumne kuch ulta seedha to nahi bola use?" Pankhudi ne ghabrakar poocha.

"Jo usko bolna chahiye wahi bola hai," Nisha ne kaha, "Main nahi darti us se."

"Main kaha tha na, is sab me mat pado Nisha," Pankhudi ne nam aankhon se kaha, "Kyu uthaya mera phone?"

"Yahan main tumhari madad karna chahthi hun, aur tumhe us haramzaade se ishq ho raha hai?" Nisha ne gusse se bola.

"Main bas chahti hun ki tumpar koi aanch na aaye Nisha," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Tum meri sabse acchi dost ho."

"Mujhe kuch nahi hoga," Nisha yeh kehkar apne college ke liye nikal padi.

Pankhudi ne nam aankho se Nisha ko jaate hue dekha. "Apna khayal rakhna, Nisha," Pankhudi dheemi awaz me boli.

 

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Update 7

Der raat ho chuki thi. Pankhudi Nisha ka intezaar kar rahi thi. Usne ghadi dekhi raat ke 10 baje the, aur Nisha abhi bhi nahi lauti thi.

Pankhudi bahot pareshan ho gayi. Usne Nisha ka phone try kiya lekin uska phone switched off tha. Pankhudi ghabra gayi. Woh apne bistar par leti lekin so nahi paa rahi thi. Usne lights off kar di, lekin Nisha ki chinta mein bas karwat badalati rahi. Beech beech me uska phone bhi try karti rahi. Lekin phone switched off hi mila.

Raat ke lagbhag 12 baj chuke the. Pankhudi ko ek aahat sunai di. Woh bedroom se bahar aayi to dekha ki Nisha abhi abhi andar aayi thi. Usne ek party dress pehen rakhi thi aur woh nashe me lag rahi thi.

"Pankhudi," Nisha ne kaha, "Tum soyi nahi ab tak?"

"Kahan thi tum Nisha?" Pankhudi ne poocha, "Aur phone kyu band karke rakha hai?"

"Woh meri battery down ho gayi thi," Nisha ne kaha, "Aur main Simran ki party me thi. Tumhe kal subah hi to bataya tha ki Simran ka birthday hai aaj to mujhe party me bulaya hai."

"I am sorry main bhool gayi thi," Pankhudi ne udaas swar me kaha, "Mujhe bas tumhari chinta ho rahi thi."

Nisha ne Pankhudi ko gale lagaya. "Bahot sweet ho tum Pankhudi," Nisha ne nam aankhon se kaha, "I really wish main tumhari madad kar sakti, I wish ki tum bhi dekh sakti ki zindagi kitni khoobsoorat hai, I wish tumhare saath inta bura na ho raha hota."

"Main theek hun Nisha," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Mujhe bas tumhari chinta hai."

"Usne aaj phir tang kiya kya tumhe?" Nisha ne poocha.

Pankhudi ne na me sar hilaya.

"Don't worry Pankhudi," Nisha ne kaha, "Main hun na. Kam se kam is flat me woh tumhe kabhi pareshaan nahi kar payega."

Armaan ne Pankhudi ko kayi dino tak koi contact nahi kiya. Pankhudi ko ek ajeeb si bechaini ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi Armaan ki shaanti ka matlab kitna bhayank hota hai. Woh yeh bhi jaanti thi, ki Armaan ki aakhri baat Nisha se hui hai, aur usne badi badtameezi se baat kari hai. Woh Nisha ke liye bahot ghabra rahi thi.

Woh kisi tarah se Armaan ko contact karna chahti thi. But uske paas koi number nahi tha uska. Phir use yaad aaya tha ki aakhri baar jab Armaan ne use call karke uski topless pic maangi thi, tab usne ek ajeeb se number se contact kiya tha. Pankhudi ne apne call records me woh number khoja aur upse call karne ki koshish kari. Lekin call lag nahi paa rahi thi.

Phir, Pankhudi ne apna messaging app khola aur us number par ek message bheja "Hello"

Kaafi der tak woh intezaar karti rahi. Phir raat me usne dekha ki uske bheje hue message par blue tick lag chuki hai. Thodi der me reply bhi aaya, "Hello cupcake"

Pankhudi ab samajh nahi paa rahi thi ki woh baat aage kaise badhaye. Unse kabhi kaam ke alawa ladkon se baat nahi kari thi. Woh nahi jaanti thi ki Armaan ke saath woh baat aage kaise badhaye.

Kaafi der tak woh sochti rahi.

"Kuch baat karni thi aapse," Pankhudi ne likha.

"Karo" wahan se jawab aaya.

"Please Nisha ko hurt mat karna. Uski badtameezi ke liye main maafi maangti hun. Please don't hurt her."

Pankhudi ne dekha ki iss message par blue tick to aayi thi, lekin koi jawab nahi aaya. Pankhudi kaafi der intezaar karti rahi lekin jawab na milne par use Armaan ke gusse ka andaza bhi ho gaya. Woh ab aur bhi darr gayi.

Phir uske mann mein ek khayal aaya. Woh jaldi se bathroom me chali gayi aur apna top aur bra utar di. Apne darr se ladhte hue apne hoton par ek pyari si musaan layi aur photo kheench li. Us selfie mein uska muskurata hua chehra aur uske boobs saaf dikh rahe the. Uske do cute se nipples bhi saaf dikh rahe the. Usne woh tasveer us number par bhej di.

Upse blue tick dekhte hi Pankhudi ka dil dhadakne laga. Armaan ke chehre par ek pyari si muskaan aayi Pankhudi ki pic dekhkar. Ek taraf uski maasominyat se bhari aankhein thi, aur ek taraf uske sexy boobs jinko dekhte hi uske nipples choosne ka mann kare. Sabse pyari to Armaan ko yeh baat lagi ki kaise us bholi ladki ne apni dost ko bachane ke liye use apni nangi pic bhej di.

"Kitni sweet ho tum Pankhudi," Armaan ne ek smiling emoji lagakar jawab diya, "Theek hai, jyada hurt nahi karunga use."

Pankhudi uska jawab padhke aur darr gayi. "Jyada hurt nahi karunga" se kya matlab tha uska? Matlab woh use hurt karega zaroor! Pankhudi ka dil darr ke maare zor zor se dhadakne laga.

Agle din jab Nisha college ke liye nikal rahi thi, Pankhudi ne use gale lagaya, "Please apna khayal rakhna Nisha."

"Haan Pankhudi," Nisha ne kaha, "Mujhe kuch nahi hoga. I am cool."

Nisha college chali gayi. Jab woh dopahar ko laut rahi thi, usey ehsaas hua ki koi uska peecha kar raha hai. Usne mudkar dekha to koi nahi tha. Sadak sunsaan thi toh woh tez chalne lagi, ki jaldi hi kisi bheed baad waale area me pahunche.

Achanak se uske laga ki uske kandhe par kisi ne haath rakha hai. Nisha samajh gayi thi ki shayad yeh wahi aadmi hai jo Pankhudi ko pareshaan kar raha hai. Woh gusse se peeche mudi aur is se pehle ki woh kuch samajh paati, uske chehre par ek liquid phenka gaya. Uski tez jhanjhanat hui aur uski aankhon me bhi woh liquid padne ke karan use itni tez jalan ho rahi thi ki woh aankhein khol hi nahi paa rahi thi. Woh pagalon ki tarah cheekhne lagi.

"Samjhaya tha na tujhe chinaal, ki mat pad mere aur Pankhudi ke beech me," Armaan ne uske baal pakadkar uske kaan me kaha,"Bahot garmi hai na tujhme, ab nikal gayi saari akad?"

Nisha ki itna dard ho raha tha ki woh kuch samajh hi nahi paa rahi thi. Annkhein khol nahi paa rahi thi, kuch dikh nahi raha tha, aur itna tez dard, Nisha ka mann khauff main doob gaya. Woh Armaan ki pakad se azaad hone ki liye sangharsh kar rahi thi, lekin uske haathon me jaise jaan hi na ho. Achanak hue is hamle ne use ekdum se kamjor kar diya tha.

"Pankhudi ki request par tujhe chhod raha hun," Armaan ne kaha, "Warna aaj ke baad tu apna chehre aaine me nahi dekh paati. Aur tere thobde pe yeh jo ganda badbudar chhed hai na, usko band rakhna nahi seekha na tune, to agli baar Pankhudi bhi tujhe nahi bacha payegi."

Armaan ne Nisha ko chhod diya aur woh apne ghutnon ke bal gir padi. Uski aankhon me abhi bhi tez jalan ho rahi thi. Usne raaste par apne haathon se tatola to apna purse paaya. Usme se paani ki bottle nikaal kar apne chehre aur aankhon ko paani se dhoya. Dheere dheere uska dard kam hua aur woh aankhein khol payi. Use apne aas paas ki cheezein dhundhli dikayi de rahi thi. Phir dheere dheere uska nazar saaf hui, aur woh phir pehle jaisa saaf dekh paa rahi thi. Usne jaldi se purse me rakha ek chhota mirror nikalkar dekha. Uska chehra bhi theek tha. Lekin Armaan ne bas ek hi second me uske hausle ko tod diya tha.

Woh jaise taise ghar pahunchi. Shaam jo jab Pankhudi ghar aayi, to usne dekha ki Nisha sehmi hui hai. Nisha ne use dopahar waali ghatna batayi.

Pankhudi ke pairon ke neeche se jaise zameen khisak gayi. Usne Nisha ko gale lagaya aur ro padi.

"Koi strong astringent tha," Nisha ne kaha, "Kaafi der tak jalan hui aankhon me, ab theek hun."

"Agar tumhe kuch ho jaata to main apne aap ko kabhi maaf nahi kar paati," Pankhudi ne kaha.

"Main bas tumhari madad karna chahti thi," Nisha ne kaha.

"Kis keemat par?" Pankhudi chillakar boli, "Agar woh acid hota to kya ho jaata Nisha! Main soch bhi nahi sakti!"

Nisha ki aankhon se ek aansu gir pada.

"Tum kehti ho na zindagi khoobsoorat hai," Pankhudi ne pyaar se kaha, "Main chahti hun tumhari zindagi khoobsoorat bani rahe. Meri badkismati ka kaala saaya main tumpar nahi padhne dungi. Main yahan se chali jaati hun Nisha. Koi doosri jagah khoj lungi rehne ke liye. Lekin tumpe koi aanch nahi aane dungi."

"Nahi Pankhudi," Nisha ne kaha, "Yeh sab kuch nahi hota agar tum time se police me khabar kar deti."

"Main nahi kar sakti thi," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Kuch hai jo mujhe tumhe pehle hi dikhana chahiye tha."

Pankhudi ne apne phone me ek video chalaya. Usme Pankhudi ek bathroom me naha rahi thi. Shower se nikla thanda paani uske nange badan ke har ek hisse ho chhute hue beh raha tha. Pankhudi muskura rahi thi. WOh khush lag rah thi, aur apne badan me sabun laga rahi thi. Jaise hi usne apne nipples ko chhua, uske ek sukhad ehaas hua aur woh apne nipples to apne angoothon se chhune lagi. Dekhte hi dekhte uska shareer uttejit ho gaya aur usne ek ungli se apni clit ko ragda. Uski pussy already geeli ho chuki thi. Woh apne clit ko tab tak ragadti rahi jab tak usko orgasm nahi hua.

Video khatam hote hi Nisha ne dekha ki Pankhudi ki aankhon me aansu hai.

"Yaad hai kuch mahine pehle, mera accident hua tha? Uske kuch hu din baad, office ki ek trip plan hui thi," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Main accident ki wajah se thodi pareshaan thi to maine socha relax karne ka accha bahana hai. Office ke kayi log jaa rahe the, to maine bhi join kiya. Ek hillstation par gaye the, bahot khoobsoorat nazare the wahan. Main khush thi. Lekin main nahi jaanti thi ki hotel ka jo kamra mujhe allot kiya gaya hai usme hidden camera laga tha. Mera yeh video bana...aur...jab usnstalker ne mujhe meri photos bheji, tab yeh video bhi bheja tha."

Pankhudi aage nahi bol payi.

"Mujhe apni parwah nahi hai Nisha," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Agar yeh video viral ho jaata, to Palak par iska kitna bura asar pad sakta hai, jaanti ho na? Mujhe Palak ki aur tumhari parwah hai bas...mera kya hai...woh jo karna chahta hai mere saath karega na, karne do use...mujhe apni parwah nahi hai. Tumhe aur Palak ko kuch na ho bas..."

"Pankhudi...lekin," Nisha kuch nahi bola paayi aaye. Usne Pankhudi ko gale lagaya aur rone lagi.

"Tumhe kahin jaane ki zaroorat nahi hai Pankhudi," Nisha ne kaha, "Main chali jaungi. Tum yahi rehna. Main is flat ka kiraya deti rahungi, aur tumhe hamesha yaad karungi Pankhudi. Apna khayal rakhna meri pyari dost."

Nisha agle din apna saaman lekar chali gayi.

Pankhudi ab akeli reh gayi, aur aane waale bhayank toofan ka saamne akele hi karne waali thi.

 

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Update 8

Pankhudi ab akele hi us flat me rehti thi. Roz subah woh office jaati, shaam ko supermaket waali job, aur raat ko thak haar kar so jaati. Armaan ab use jyada tang nahi kar raha tha. Usne kayi dino tak koi contact nahi kiya. Pankhudi jaanti thi ki ek an ek din Armaan uske is flat me zaroor aayega.

Aaj ka din uske liye khaas tha. Aaj uska janamdin tha. Lekin uski zindagi me itni kathinaiyan thi ki woh kuch khaas celebrate karne ke mood me nahi thi. Bas apni maa aur behen se phone pe baat hui thi subah. Uske baad woh office aur phir wahan se supermarket me kaam karke wapas apne flat lauti. Toh usne dekha ki table par ek chhota sa cake aur uspar candles lagi thi. Pankhudi use dekhkar muskurayi. Use laga shayad Nisha ne uske birthday par yeh surprise plan kiya hai. Phir use ekdum se yaad aaya ki Nisha ab uske saath nahi rehti. Woh ghabra gayi.

"Surprise!" ek aadmi achanak se saamne aakar bola.

Pankhudi ne turant Armaan awaz pechaan li. Lekin uska chehra woh pehli baar dekh rahi thi. Woh lag bhag 38-40 saal ka ek gora aur handsome aadmi tha. Uske features kaafi sharp the. Usne mehenge dikhne waale kapde pehene hue the. Uski khoobsoorti ko dekhkar Pankhudi hairaan reh gayi. Uske mann me khayal aaya ki itna handsome dikhne waala ek ameer aadmi aasani se kisi bhi ladki ko pata sakta hai, to phir use yeh psycho type ki harkatein karne ki kya zaroorat hai?

"Kaun ho tum?" Pankhudi ne kaanpti hui awaz mein poocha.

"Seriously cupcake?" Armaan ne muskurate hue kaha, "Kya ab mujhe apna introduction dena padega?"

"Tum andar kaise aaye?" Pankhudi ne poocha.

"Darwaze se," Armaan muskurate hue bola.

Pankhudi ne dekha ki cake ke paas hi ek chabi rakhi hui thi. Keychain pehchaante hi woh thar thar kaanpne lagi. Yeh wahi chabi thi jo NIsha ke paas hua karti thi.

"Daro mat," Armaan ne kaha, "Yeh chabi usne mujhe khud di hai. Uska naya address jo pata kar liya maine."

"Please use hurt mat karna," Pankhudi ne nam aankhon ke saath kaha.

"Use hurt karna chahta to us din astringent ki jagah acid hota Pankhudi," Armaan ne sweet si awaz me kaha, "But main use kaise hurt kar deta? Tumne itne pyar se request kari thi uske bakshne ki, to mujhe to maan ni thi thi na meri Pankhudi ki baat. Na mein Nisha ko hurt karna chahta hun, aur na tumhe. Aur na hi main tumhare saath koi zabardasti karunga, sweetheart."

Pankhudi bas door khadi nam aankhon se use dekha rahi thi.

Armaan dheere dheere uski taraf badha. Pankhudi apni jagah se nahi hili. Armaan ne apni hatheliyon mein uska chehra ek phool ki tarah thama aur kaha, "Happy Birthday, Pankhudi. Chalo cake kaat te hai."

Armaan ne Pankhudi ke haath me chaku pakdaya aur Pankhudi ne cake kaata. Phir Armaan ne pyaar se use cake ka ek tukda khilaya.

Pankhudi us se abhi bhi bahot darr rahi thi. Woh samajh nahi paa rahi thi ki achanak se uska ravaiya itna naram kaise ho gaya tha. Lekin, Armaan ne uski request maankar Nisha ko seriously hurt nahi kiya tha, to use ab ek bharosa sa hone laga tha uspar.

Armaan ne Pankhudi ka haath halke se kheenchkar use apni god me bitha liya.

Woh pyaar se uski zulfon mein apna haath pherne laga.

"Kya tumne kabhi kiss kiya hai, Pankhudi?" Armaan ne poocha.

"Nahi," Pankhudi ne halke se kaha.

"Karna chahogi?" Armaan ne uske hoton ko dekhte hue poocha.

Pankhudi samajh gayi thi ki woh use kiss karna chahta hai. Uski use mana karne hi himaat nahi ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ki Armaan ka virod karna ka anjaam kya hota hai.

"Haan," Pankhudi ne kaanpte hue hoton se kaha. Armaan ne use apni baahon me liya aur uske hoton par apne hoton se halke se chhua. Pankhudi ekdum se ehsaas se tharthara uthi. Phir Armaan ne apni honth uske hoton par lagakar dabaye aur apni jeebh ko uske muh ke andar daalkar uski jeebh ki chhua. Pankhudi uski baahon me pighalne lagi. Armaan apne hoton se uske hoton ko halkse se choosne laga aur apne daanton se halke se kaata. Pankhudi ko itna khoobsoorat ehsaas pehle kabhi nahi hua tha. Use abhi bhi Armaan se bahot darr lag raha tha, lekin uske mann ko is baat ka ehsaas bhi tha ki agar woh uske saath zabardasti karna chahta, to ab tak kar chuka hota.

Armaan ne uske hoton se apne honth lagaye rakhe. Dono ek doosre ki garm saanson ko mehsoos kar rahe the. Pankhudi ki yeh first kiss thi, aur Armaan ko is baat ka bada garv tha ki is khoobsoorat, completely untouched ladki ko sabse kiss karne waala aadmi woh tha. Pankhudi bilkul virodh nahi kar rahi thi. Woh bas arzoo main pighal rahi thi.

Thodi der baad Armaan ne uske hoton se apne hoonth hataye, aur use dekh kar muskuraya.

"Kaisi lagi tumari first kiss Pankhudi?" usne poocha.

Pankhudi abhi bhi us sukhad ehsaas se mantramugh thi. "Beautiful," itna hi keh paayi woh.

Armaan ne uska haath thama aur use bedroom me le gaya. Usne Pankhudi ko bistar par bithaya.

"Tumhari woh selfie bahot sundar thi Pankhudi," Armaan ne kaha, "Ek baar tumhe waise dekhna chahtu hun, jaisi tum us pic mein thi."

Pankhudi samajh gayi ki woh use topless dekhna chahta hai. Virodh karna ka koi matlab nahi tha kyunki pic to woh pehle hi bhej chuki thi use, aur video bhi tha uske paas.

Pankhudi ne sharmate hue apna top utara. Armaan bas saamne khada nazara dekh raha tha. Pankhudi ne apna top utar ke ek taraf rakh diya aur kaanpte hue haaton se apni bra ka clasp khola. Phir dheere dheere ek ek karke dono bra straps ko apne kandhe se sarkaya aur apni bra ko utar kar side me rakh diya.

Armaan ki aankhon ko itna sundar nazara dekhne mila tha. Pankhudi ke sexy boobs aur nipples uske saamne exposed the. Aur Pankhudi ke sundar chehre par woh pyari si sharm. Armaan chehre par ek pyari si muskaan aayi. Pankhudi apna sar jhukaye baithi thi. Use sharam aa rahi thi Armaan ki taraf dekhne me. Sharam ke maare uske gaalon par ek khoobsoorat lali aa gayi thi.

Aur ekdum se use itni sharam aaye ki usne apne haathon se apne boobs ko dhak diye. Armaan ko uska aise sharmana bahot cute laga.

Usne halke se Pankhudi ki bajuon ko chhua.

"Kya tum mere saath..." Pankhudi ne nazar neeche rakh ke dari hui awaz me poocha.

"Sex?" Armaan ne muskurate hue kaha, "Nahi Pankhudi, abhi tum sex ke liye ready nahi ho."

Pankhudi kuch nahi boli. Bas uski annkhon se ek aansu nikal gaya.

"Ro mat Pankhudi," Armaan ne kaha, "Aaj tumhara birthday hai na, main ek chhota sa gift laaya hun tumhare liye. Apni aankhein band karo."

Pankhudi ne apni aankhein band kari.

Thodi der baad, use Armaan ki awaz sunai di, "Ab aankehin kholo."

Pankhudi ne aankhein kholi to dekha ki Armaan uske liye ek pyara sa teddy bear laaya tha. Woh use dekh kar muskurayi.

"Pasand aaya?" Armaan ne poocha.

Pankhudi ne woh teddy bear liya aur use gale lagaya. Armaan bistar par baith gaya aur Pankhudi ko apni goad me bitha liya. Pankhudi abhi bhi topless thi, lekin woh dheere dheere comfortable ho rahi thi. Usne apne boobs par se haath hata liye. Armaan dheere se uski nangi peeth par apna haath pherne laga.

"Tum virgin ho na?" Armaan ne poocha.

"Haan," Pankhudi ne dheemi awaz me jawab diya.

"To humare beech sex tabhi hoga jab tum poori tarah se taiyyar hogi," Armaan ne kaha, "Woh bhi agar tumhari marzi ho to."

Pankhudi ka mann uske ashwasan se shaant ho gaya. Usne apna sar Armaan ke kandhe par rakh diya.

Armaan uske shareer par halke se haath peherta raha. Pankhudi ko ab koi aitraaz bhi nahi ho raha tha. Armaan ki nazar Pankhudi ke shareer par pade kuch purane chhoton ke nishaan par padi.

"Yeh kaise hua Pankhudi," Armaan ne us chhot ke nishaan ko chhute hue kaha.

"Papa ne maara tha," Pankhudi ne kaha.

"Bachpan me bahot badmaashi karti thi?" Armaan ne chhidhate hue kaha.

Pankhudi halke se muskurayi. "Papa maa ko jaanwaron ki tarah peet te the," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Sharab aur jue ki bura adat jo thi unhe. Maa paisa bachakar rakhti thi taaki ghar chal sake, lekin papa roz paise maangte the, aur naa dene par maa ko peet te the. Maine jab unhe rokne ki koshish ki, to mujhe bhi kayi baar maar padi."

"Aur yeh?" Armaan ne uske haath par ek nishaan ki taraf darshate hue poocha, "Yeh to jalne ka nishaan lagta hai."

"Papa ka gussa bahot khatarnak tha," Pankhudi boli, "Maa ne mujhe extra tution ke liye paise diye yeh jaankar woh aag baboola ho uthe. Bole ki betiyon ko padhane likhane ke zaroorat nahi hai. Phir garam sariya chua diya tha mere haath pe."

Pankhudi rone lagi. Armaan ne us gale lagaya aur shaant kiya.

"Jitna bhi main padh likh payi hun, maa ki wajah se," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Aur Palak ko doctor banana mera sapna hai. Maa ne kitna kuch kiya humare liye. Mere zaalim pita se humne jitna ho sake bachaya. Paise bachakar jaise taise humne padhaya. Papa ne itna karza le rakha hai logon se, ki aaye din koi karzdaar darwaze par khada milta hai. Phir bhi maa ne himmat nahi haari."

"Yeh nishaan kaisa hai?" Armaan ne uske baye haath par lage ek cheere ke nishaan ki taraf darshate hue kaha.

"Fracture hua tha, rod lagi hai wahan," Pankhudi ne nam aakhon ke saath hothon par ke halki muskaan laakar kaha, "Maar khane ki adat si ho gayi thi bachpan se."

Armaan use apni baahon me liye pyaar se uski peeth par haath pehte hue uski mann ki baatein sun raha tha.

"Maa ne bahot sapne dekhte the mujhe aur Palak ko padha likha kar kaabil bananke ke, phir hum dono ki shaadi ke," Pankhudi ne muskurate hu kaha, "Kuch gehne bhi rakhe hue hai papa se chupakar bank ke locker me, jo humari shaadi me kaam aayenge. Jitna ho saka unse, unhone kiya. Ab woh chal phir nahi paati phir bhi ghar baithkar rui ki baatiyan banakar bechti hai, ki thode paise aa jye. Bahot pyaar karti hun main apni maa se, aur Palak se. Bas itni si hai duniya meri."

Pankhudi ke aansu rukne ka naam nahi le rahe the. Uske mann ke bahot se khayal daud rahe the. Armaan ne use uski life ki first kiss di thi, woh bhi itne pyar se, ek khoobsoorat sa ehsaas dilaya tha use. Aur phir uske zakhom ke baare me poochkar apna concern dikhaya tha, lekin uske zakhm phir hare kar diye the.

"Tum bahot bahadur ladki ko Pankhudi," Armaan ne uske sar par pyaar se haath pherte hue kaha, "Tumhari jitni tareef karu utni kam hai. Mujhe yeh sab nahi poochna chahiye tha. Tumhare birthday par buri cheezein yaad dilakar tumhe rulaya. I am sorry. Kuch aur baat karo Pankhudi. Apne baare me kaho, ki tumhe kya accha lagta hai, tum kya karna chahti ho life me..."

"Sach kahu to apne baare me sochne ka kabhi waqt hi nahi mila," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Maa aur Palak ki fikar hoti rehti hai hamesha."

"Pankhudi," Armaan ne kaha, "Drive par chalogi? Chalo kahin ghum aate hai."

Pankhudi ne ghadi dekhi. Raat ke 12 bajene waale the. "Thanks but I think mujhe so jaana chahiye," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Kal subah office bhi to jaana hai."

"C'mon Pankhudi," Armaan ne kaha, "Aaj birthday hai tumhara! Let me make this special for you. Mujhe bura lag raha hai ki tumhare birthday ki din tum royi. I just wanna make you smile."

Pankhudi halke se muskurayi aur Armaan ke saath drive pe chalne ke liye raazi ho gayi. Usne kapde pehen liye aur Armaan ke peeche peeche chal di. Uski khoobsoorat gadi dekh kar bas dekhti reh gayi.

"Bahot sundar car hai yeh," Pankhudi ne car mein baithte hue kaha.

"It's a Jaguar," Armaan ne kaha.

"Jaguar?" Pankhudi ne kaha, "Is naam ka to sirf jaanwar pata hai mujhe."

Armaan muskuraya. "Imported car hai Pankhudi. British make. But us se koi fark nahi padta, tumhe acchi lagi na, itna kaafi hai."

Armaan drive karna laga. Raat me Mumbai sheher roshni se jagmaga raha tha.

"Kitna sundar hai yeh sheher," Pankhudi ne kaha, "Main to raat ke 10 baje ke baad kabhi bahar hi nahi nikli."

Armaan muskurata hua gaadi chalata raha. Woh use Marine drive le gaya. Wahan kaafi raunak thi, aur sundar sa samundar kinara. Wahan aadhi raat me bhi kaafi log the aur kaafi chehel pehel thi.

Pankhudi bas car ki khidki se view enjoy kar rahi thi, aur muskura rahi thi.

"Kuch khaogi Pankhudi?" Armaan ne poocha.

Pankhudi ke nazar ek thele par padi jo shayad baraf ka gola bech raha tha. "Woh barf ka gola dilaoge?," Pankhudi ne kaha.

Armaan ne apni gaadi thele ke bagal me lagayi. "Flavor?" usne Pankhudi se poocha.

"Kala khatta," Pankhudi ne ek pyari si muskaan ke saath khaya.

"Do kala khatta dena," Armaan ne thele waale se kaha.

Usne turant do barf ke gole banaye aur Armaan ko diye.

"50rs ka ek hai Sir," us thele waale ne kaha.

"Chutiya samajh rakha hai ya gaadi dekh ke rate badha diya?" Armaan ne us se behes karte hue kaha, "10Rs se ek rupiya jyada nahi dunga."

"Karodon ki gaadi chalate ho aur gareeb se kyu bhaav tol kar rahe ho saab?" us thele waale ne kaha.

"Saale aaj madam ka birthday na hota to gaadi se utar ke maarta tujhe," Armaan ne gusse se usko 20 rs ka note pakdate hue kaha, "Aukaat meh reh, yeh paise le aur chal nikal."

Pankhudi hairaan hoke yeh sab dekh rahi thi ki kaisa Armaan ka ravaiya pal pal badalta hai.

"Sorry," Armaan ne muskurate hue kaha.

Pankhudi bas use dekha kar muskurayi aur barf ka gola chhosne lagi. Dono ne barf ke gole ka khoob swaad liya aur Armaan gaadi chalane laga.

"Main tumhe apni favoite jagah le chalta hun," usne kaha, "Mumbai ki sabse khoobsoorat jagah hai."

Armaan drive karta raha aur Pankhudi pyaar se use dekh rahi thi. Uske left hand pe bana hua woh bicchu ka tatto bhi dekha jise dekh kar woh itna darr gayi thi. Usi haath me Armaan ne chaku pakad rakha tha uski gardan par kuch din pehle. Aaj pehli baar usne Armaan ka chehra dekha tha aur woh uske liye itna sab kar raha tha, ek pal yeh liye use yakeen hi nahi ho raha tha ki yeh wahi aadmi hai jisne pichle kuch mahino se uski zindagi narak bana rakhi thi.

Finally woh apne destination par pahunche. Ek uncha pahad tha, jis se poore sheher ka nazara dikh raha tha jagmagate hue.

"Wow!" Pankhudi ne kaha, "Yeh to sach me bahot sundar hai!"

Armaan ne peeche se use gale lagaya. "Aaj tumhara birthday hai, bas usko special banane ki koshish kari hai maine..." Armaan ne kaha, "Tum khush to ho na Priya?"

Pankhudi ne peeche mud kar dekha to Armaan ki aankhon me halki si nami thi. "Priya?" Pankhudi ne poocha.

Armaan ko turant apni galati ka ehsaas hua, "I'm sorry...mean matlab tha, Pankhudi...tumhe accha laga na yeh sab?"

"Bahot acche laga," Pankhudi ne kaha aur use gale lagakar khud apne honth usko hoton par rakh kar use pyaar se kiss kiya, "Thank you for making my birthday special."

Armaan aur Pankhudi ne kuch aur samay wahan bitaya aur phir Armaan ne use wapas ghar drop kar diya. Pankhudi ne gaadi se utarne se pehle aakhri baar uske gaalon par kiss kiya aur apne flat me chali gayi.

Woh us teddy bear ko gale lagakar so gayi.