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**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 2: Andhere Mein Pehli Chhuan
Raat ke 11:45 baj rahe thay.
Garmi ab bhi kam nahi hui thi. Bijli aa gayi thi lekin fan ki hawa ab bhi garam mehsoos ho rahi thi. Ghar mein sannata tha – sirf neeche se kabhi kabhi Naseem ki awaaz aati thi jab woh kitchen mein raat ka doodh garam kar rahi thi, aur bahar gali mein kisi kutte ki door ki bhaunk.
Saima bistar pe baithi thi, peeth takiye se tikayi hui. Uski nighty abhi bhi thodi si khiski hui thi – upar ka hissa gale se neeche khiska hua tha, bra ka strap saaf dikh raha tha. Usne jaldi se nighty theek ki lekin dil ki dhadkan tez thi.
Usman darwaze ke andar khada tha. Darwaza band kar chuka tha, ab sirf halki si chain ki awaaz aayi jab woh andar lock kar raha tha. Lungi pehne tha, upar se T-shirt nahi – chest pe paseena chamak raha tha, gym wali body ki wajah se muscles saaf nazar aa rahe thay.
Saima ne dheere se kaha, awaaz mein thoda dar aur thoda gussa mila hua:
“Usman… yeh kya kar rahe ho? Darwaza kholo aur bahar jao. Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh?”
Usman dheere se muskuraya. Woh bistar ke paas aaya aur bistar ke kinare pe baith gaya – itna paas ke Saima ki saans uske kandhe pe mehsoos ho rahi thi.
“Api… koi nahi dekh raha. Sab so rahe hain. Abbu ji to neeche hall mein TV dekh rahe thay phir so gaye. Ammi kitchen mein hain. Aur baqi sab apne kamron mein.”
Saima ne chadar ko aur tight pakda.
“Phir bhi… yeh galat hai. Tum mere chhote bhai ho. Bilal bhai ke ghar se aayi hoon main… aur tum yahan aise…”
Usman ne uski taraf dekha. Uske chehre pe wohi purani chamak thi jo bachpan mein bhi hoti thi jab woh Saima ko tease karta tha – lekin ab yeh tease nahi tha, kuch gehra tha.
“Api… main jaanta hoon Bilal bhai kitne din se bahar hain. Aap akeli ho. Main bhi akela hoon. Bas… baat karne aaya hoon. Aap itni pareshan kyun lag rahi ho?”
Saima ne nazrein jhuka li. Uske dil mein ek toofan uth raha tha. Bilal ke saath shadi ke baad pehli baar itni lambi doori hui thi. Raaton ko neend nahi aati thi. Jism mein ek bechaini thi jo woh kisi se keh nahi pa rahi thi. Aur ab Usman ka yeh paas aana… usey yaad dila raha tha ke woh aurat hai, aur uski zarooratein bhi zinda hain.
Usne dheere se kaha:
“Usman… please. Mujhe Darr lag raha hai. Agar Ammi ne sun liya toh?”
Usman ne haath aage badhaya aur Saima ke haath pe halka sa haath rakha. Saima ka jism sihar gaya. Usne haath nahi chhudaya – bas nazrein utha kar Usman ko dekha.
Usman ki awaaz dheemi ho gayi:
“Api… main kuch galat nahi kar raha. Bas… aap ko dekh kar dil bechain ho raha hai. Aap itni khoobsurat ho. Bilal bhai lucky hain. Lekin main bhi to aapka bhai hoon… aapki fikar karta hoon.”
Saima ke gaal laal ho gaye. Usne haath dheere se chhudaya lekin awaaz mein thodi kamzori thi.
“Fikar? Yeh fikar nahi hai Usman… yeh kuch aur hai. Aur yeh galat hai.”
Usman ne thoda aur paas aaya. Ab unke beech sirf ek foot ka faasla tha. Usne dheere se Saima ke baalon ko chhua – sirf ungliyon se, jaise bachpan mein chhuta karta tha.
“Api… yaad hai jab hum chhote thay? Aap mujhe apne saath sulaati thi. Main aapke paas let kar sota tha. Ab bhi wohi ehsaas hai… bas ab hum bade ho gaye hain.”
Saima ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne aankhein band kar li.
“Usman… mat kaho aise. Please.”
Lekin Usman ruka nahi. Usne dheere se Saima ke kandhe pe haath rakha. Saima ka jism kamp gaya. Woh uthna chahti thi lekin pairon mein jaan nahi thi.
Tabhi neeche se awaaz aayi – Naseem ki.
“Usman? Beta… upar ho kya? Paani le loon?”
Usman jhat se khada hua. Saima ne bhi chadar se apne aap ko chhupaya.
Usman ne jaldi se jawab diya:
“Ji Ammi… aa raha hoon. Bas file dhoondh raha tha.”
Naseem ne kaha:
“Acha… jaldi aao. Raat ho gayi hai.”
Usman ne Saima ki taraf dekha. Usne halki si smile di aur dheere se kaha:
“Api… baat khatam nahi hui. Kal raat phir aata hoon.”
Woh darwaza khol kar bahar nikal gaya. Saima bistar pe let gayi, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne chadar sar tak kheench li. Jism garam tha – na sirf garmi ki wajah se, balki kuch aur ki wajah se.
Raat ke 1:20 AM.
Hamza apne kamre mein utha. Neend nahi aa rahi thi. Woh phone pe reels dekh raha tha lekin dimagh mein kuch aur tha. Usne suna tha upar se halki si awaazein – jaise koi baat kar raha ho. Woh utha aur dheere se darwaza khola. Corridor mein dekha – Usman ka kamra band tha, lekin Saima ke kamre ke bahar ek shadow dikhi thi jo andar chali gayi thi.
Hamza ka dil dhadka. Woh wapas apne kamre mein chala gaya lekin neend nahi aayi. Uske zehen mein Saima api ka chehra aa raha tha – aur Usman bhai ka.
Subah 6:30 AM.
Ghar phir se jaag utha. Naseem chai bana rahi thi. Rashid newspaper padh raha tha.
Saima neeche aayi – chehra thoda uda hua, aankhon ke neeche halke kaale daayre. Usne normal muskurahat di lekin andar se bechain thi.
Usman neeche aaya – normal, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Usne Saima ko dekha aur halki si smile di. Saima ne nazrein jhuka li.
Naseem ne mehsoos kiya ke kuch alag hai. Usne Saima se poocha:
“Beta… raat ko theek se soyi?”
Saima ne jaldi se kaha:
“Ji Ammi… theek tha.”
Lekin Naseem ki aankhon mein shak tha.
Episode 2 khatam.
Cliffhanger: Hamza ne kuch dekh liya hai. Naseem ko shak ho raha hai. Usman raat ko phir aane ka vaada kar chuka hai. Saima ka dil ab bhi dhadak raha hai – kya woh Usman ko rok payegi, ya hawas ki yeh aag dheere dheere ghar mein phailne wali hai?
Kaisa laga aap logo ko ye Episode 2?
Agar theek lage to bas keh do support aur encourage agla episode likhne ke liye
Agle episode mein aur gehraai aayegi – emotions, guilt, aur thoda aur physical closeness.
Episode 2: Andhere Mein Pehli Chhuan
Raat ke 11:45 baj rahe thay.
Garmi ab bhi kam nahi hui thi. Bijli aa gayi thi lekin fan ki hawa ab bhi garam mehsoos ho rahi thi. Ghar mein sannata tha – sirf neeche se kabhi kabhi Naseem ki awaaz aati thi jab woh kitchen mein raat ka doodh garam kar rahi thi, aur bahar gali mein kisi kutte ki door ki bhaunk.
Saima bistar pe baithi thi, peeth takiye se tikayi hui. Uski nighty abhi bhi thodi si khiski hui thi – upar ka hissa gale se neeche khiska hua tha, bra ka strap saaf dikh raha tha. Usne jaldi se nighty theek ki lekin dil ki dhadkan tez thi.
Usman darwaze ke andar khada tha. Darwaza band kar chuka tha, ab sirf halki si chain ki awaaz aayi jab woh andar lock kar raha tha. Lungi pehne tha, upar se T-shirt nahi – chest pe paseena chamak raha tha, gym wali body ki wajah se muscles saaf nazar aa rahe thay.
Saima ne dheere se kaha, awaaz mein thoda dar aur thoda gussa mila hua:
“Usman… yeh kya kar rahe ho? Darwaza kholo aur bahar jao. Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh?”
Usman dheere se muskuraya. Woh bistar ke paas aaya aur bistar ke kinare pe baith gaya – itna paas ke Saima ki saans uske kandhe pe mehsoos ho rahi thi.
“Api… koi nahi dekh raha. Sab so rahe hain. Abbu ji to neeche hall mein TV dekh rahe thay phir so gaye. Ammi kitchen mein hain. Aur baqi sab apne kamron mein.”
Saima ne chadar ko aur tight pakda.
“Phir bhi… yeh galat hai. Tum mere chhote bhai ho. Bilal bhai ke ghar se aayi hoon main… aur tum yahan aise…”
Usman ne uski taraf dekha. Uske chehre pe wohi purani chamak thi jo bachpan mein bhi hoti thi jab woh Saima ko tease karta tha – lekin ab yeh tease nahi tha, kuch gehra tha.
“Api… main jaanta hoon Bilal bhai kitne din se bahar hain. Aap akeli ho. Main bhi akela hoon. Bas… baat karne aaya hoon. Aap itni pareshan kyun lag rahi ho?”
Saima ne nazrein jhuka li. Uske dil mein ek toofan uth raha tha. Bilal ke saath shadi ke baad pehli baar itni lambi doori hui thi. Raaton ko neend nahi aati thi. Jism mein ek bechaini thi jo woh kisi se keh nahi pa rahi thi. Aur ab Usman ka yeh paas aana… usey yaad dila raha tha ke woh aurat hai, aur uski zarooratein bhi zinda hain.
Usne dheere se kaha:
“Usman… please. Mujhe Darr lag raha hai. Agar Ammi ne sun liya toh?”
Usman ne haath aage badhaya aur Saima ke haath pe halka sa haath rakha. Saima ka jism sihar gaya. Usne haath nahi chhudaya – bas nazrein utha kar Usman ko dekha.
Usman ki awaaz dheemi ho gayi:
“Api… main kuch galat nahi kar raha. Bas… aap ko dekh kar dil bechain ho raha hai. Aap itni khoobsurat ho. Bilal bhai lucky hain. Lekin main bhi to aapka bhai hoon… aapki fikar karta hoon.”
Saima ke gaal laal ho gaye. Usne haath dheere se chhudaya lekin awaaz mein thodi kamzori thi.
“Fikar? Yeh fikar nahi hai Usman… yeh kuch aur hai. Aur yeh galat hai.”
Usman ne thoda aur paas aaya. Ab unke beech sirf ek foot ka faasla tha. Usne dheere se Saima ke baalon ko chhua – sirf ungliyon se, jaise bachpan mein chhuta karta tha.
“Api… yaad hai jab hum chhote thay? Aap mujhe apne saath sulaati thi. Main aapke paas let kar sota tha. Ab bhi wohi ehsaas hai… bas ab hum bade ho gaye hain.”
Saima ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne aankhein band kar li.
“Usman… mat kaho aise. Please.”
Lekin Usman ruka nahi. Usne dheere se Saima ke kandhe pe haath rakha. Saima ka jism kamp gaya. Woh uthna chahti thi lekin pairon mein jaan nahi thi.
Tabhi neeche se awaaz aayi – Naseem ki.
“Usman? Beta… upar ho kya? Paani le loon?”
Usman jhat se khada hua. Saima ne bhi chadar se apne aap ko chhupaya.
Usman ne jaldi se jawab diya:
“Ji Ammi… aa raha hoon. Bas file dhoondh raha tha.”
Naseem ne kaha:
“Acha… jaldi aao. Raat ho gayi hai.”
Usman ne Saima ki taraf dekha. Usne halki si smile di aur dheere se kaha:
“Api… baat khatam nahi hui. Kal raat phir aata hoon.”
Woh darwaza khol kar bahar nikal gaya. Saima bistar pe let gayi, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne chadar sar tak kheench li. Jism garam tha – na sirf garmi ki wajah se, balki kuch aur ki wajah se.
Raat ke 1:20 AM.
Hamza apne kamre mein utha. Neend nahi aa rahi thi. Woh phone pe reels dekh raha tha lekin dimagh mein kuch aur tha. Usne suna tha upar se halki si awaazein – jaise koi baat kar raha ho. Woh utha aur dheere se darwaza khola. Corridor mein dekha – Usman ka kamra band tha, lekin Saima ke kamre ke bahar ek shadow dikhi thi jo andar chali gayi thi.
Hamza ka dil dhadka. Woh wapas apne kamre mein chala gaya lekin neend nahi aayi. Uske zehen mein Saima api ka chehra aa raha tha – aur Usman bhai ka.
Subah 6:30 AM.
Ghar phir se jaag utha. Naseem chai bana rahi thi. Rashid newspaper padh raha tha.
Saima neeche aayi – chehra thoda uda hua, aankhon ke neeche halke kaale daayre. Usne normal muskurahat di lekin andar se bechain thi.
Usman neeche aaya – normal, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Usne Saima ko dekha aur halki si smile di. Saima ne nazrein jhuka li.
Naseem ne mehsoos kiya ke kuch alag hai. Usne Saima se poocha:
“Beta… raat ko theek se soyi?”
Saima ne jaldi se kaha:
“Ji Ammi… theek tha.”
Lekin Naseem ki aankhon mein shak tha.
Episode 2 khatam.
Cliffhanger: Hamza ne kuch dekh liya hai. Naseem ko shak ho raha hai. Usman raat ko phir aane ka vaada kar chuka hai. Saima ka dil ab bhi dhadak raha hai – kya woh Usman ko rok payegi, ya hawas ki yeh aag dheere dheere ghar mein phailne wali hai?
Kaisa laga aap logo ko ye Episode 2?
Agar theek lage to bas keh do support aur encourage agla episode likhne ke liye
Agle episode mein aur gehraai aayegi – emotions, guilt, aur thoda aur physical closeness.
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