Adultery Inderjeet : Ik Adhuri Khawahish

[Gursimran Kaur]

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[Dtheduck]

Nyc writing skill

Thanks G.

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[Gursimran Kaur]

Nyc writing skill

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Thnks G

 

[Gursimran Kaur]

nice update. maam ek request si je bolo te per dasda haan.

Thnks g.. hanji sure dasso

 

[deep_aman]

Thnks g.. hanji sure da

maam if dont mind te pher aapne readers nu thoda aapne bare dasso means age,figure , choise. Taki asi readers story nu read karde samay aap ji nu feel kar sakiye aap ji diya haath che hariya ate red chooriya di jehdi story likhde time hundi chan chan nu sun sakiye feel kar sakiye.
Plz dont mind agar meri gal buri lagi hove te shama mangda haan ji.

 

[Gursimran Kaur]

maam if dont mind te pher aapne readers nu thoda aapne bare dasso means age,figure , choise. Taki asi readers story nu read karde samay aap ji nu feel kar sakiye aap ji diya haath che hariya ate red chooriya di jehdi story likhde time hundi chan chan nu sun sakiye feel kar sakiye.
Plz dont mind agar meri gal buri lagi hove te shama mangda haan ji.

Haha it's a interesting demand. I'm 22.. figure 34 32 38.. I'm 5.8 ft. I think inna dssna hi theek hovega.. kyunki personal detail publicly reveal karna theek ni.

 

[Deepgill1313]

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Shehar di sab ton mashhoor te posh market vich ik bohut wada ladies innerwear te lingerie store si—'Roop & Sringar Bridal Innerwear'. Dukan de bahar mannequins pye hoye san jinhan te fancy te bra-panty sets te silk nightys sajayiyan san.

Showroom de andar enter kardyan hi thandi AC di hawa te mild khushbu ne unhan da swagat kitta. Dukan di salesgirl ne Bebe te Inderjeet nu aande vekh ke aadar naal haath jode.

"Sat Sri Akal ma'am! Aao, dasso ji ki dikhaiye?" Salesgirl ne bade pyare lehje vich pucheya.
Bebe Paramjeet ne poori rohb wali aawaz vich keha, "Puttar, eh saadi haveli di navi sardaarni hai, saade Raman di vauti. Thode dinna vich viah hai. Saanu ik ton ik vadiya, premium bra te panty sets dikhao.
Bilkul comfortable hon ,koi kasar nahi rehni chahidi."

Inderjeet da chehra eh gall sun ke gulaabi ho gaya. Usne hauli jehe Bebe di baahn nu phdeya te dabi aawaz vich keha, "Bebe ji... tusi ainvaye salesgirl samne inna khull ke bol rahe ho... mainu sharam aundi hai."

Bebe ne Inderjeet de mode te haath rakh ke pyaar naal samjhaya, "Sharam kis gall di dhiye? Tu koi chor thodi aa! Viah ton baad kudi da poora haq hunda hai apne mard samne sohna te saaf-suthra banke rehan da. Raman saada munda hai, gym vich mehnat karda hai, phurtila hai... usnu apni vauti da har roop sohna lagna chahida hai. Is vich jhijhakan di koi lodh nahi."

Salesgirl ne muskuraunde hoye keha, "Aunty ji bilkul sahi keh rahe ne Ma'am. Ajj-kal bridal shopping vich innerwear da sab ton wada role hunda hai. Aao tusi ithe baitho, main tuhanu latest lace te satin bridal sets dikhaundi haan."

Bebe te Inderjeet chairs te baith gayiyan. Salesgirl Boxes kholne shuru kite. Boxes vich vakh-vakh rangan—dark red, royal blue, emerald green, deep purple te satin black—de designer bra te panty sets sajaye san.

Bebe ne unna vichon ik deep red rang da satin lace bridal bra-panty set chakya, jis te delicate lace border te push-up padded cups san. Bebe ne oh set Inderjeet de dark blue suit te laa ke vekhya.

"Eh vekh Inder puttar! Eh laal rang da set tere gore pinde te kinna sohna lgega," Bebe ne keha. "Eh padded lace wali bra tere bhre hoye mummyan nu poori support te sohni shape devegi. Raman taan vekhde hi paagal ho jaega!" Ha ha!!

Inderjeet ne sharam naal dubaara neevi paa li te apniyan ungliyan nu aapas vich mroddyan keha, "Bebe ji... tusi vi na... ki bolde rehnde ho. Eh zayada hi designer te fancy nahi lagda?"

"Fancy hi taan chahida hai kudiye!" Bebe ne thoda hass ke keha. "Koyi aam din thodi ne, viah da shagan hai! Tu das, tera size ki hai? Kudi nu naap das taaki sahi fitting mil sake."

Salesgirl ne pucheya, "Ma'am, tuhada cup size te waist measure ki hai?"

Inderjeet ne idhar-udhar vekhya te hauli jihi awaaz vich salesgirl de kann kol ja ke keha, "38D bra size hai... te panty size Large (34)..."

Salesgirl ne haan vich sir hilaya, "Kamaal di figure hai Ma'am tuhadi. 38D heavy size layi saade kol khas underwire te full-coverage padded bridal lace sets ne, jo bilkul shape vich rakhde ne te heavy suits ya lehenge vich bohut sohni look dende ne."

Salesgirl ne daba-dab boxes khol ke 38D size de bohut saare bridal sets aage rakh ditte.

Bebe ne ik deep navy-blue te satin black lace set chakya te keha, "Eh kaale te blue rang da set vekh Inder. Raman nu navy blue te dark colors bohut pasand ne. Tu ajj jo suit paya hai, ohde naal vi eh match hunda hai. Eh padded cups te matching lace panty set zaroor pack karwa."

Inderjeet ne oh silk lace set apne hathan vich phadya. Set da kapda bohut hi makhmali te soft si. Usne sochya ki jdo Raman is kaale lace sets vich usde bhare hoye mature jism nu vekhega, taan usde andar di Hawas kivein bhadak uthegi. Eh sochde hi Inderjeet de andar ik halki jihi garmi aa gayi.

"Haan Bebe ji... eh rang sachi bohut sohna hai," Inderjeet ne nimrata naal keha.Bebe ne salesgirl vall vekh ke keha, "Beta, ik eh deep red satin lace set, ik eh black , ik green te do transparent strap wale pure cotton te silk-blend sets... saare 38D size vich pack kar do. Naal hi do silk bridal nightys long te short combination vi dikha de."

Salesgirl ne turant do sohniyan silk nightys kadd ke dikhayiyan—ik maroon te ik champaign gold color di, jinhan de back te deep lace-work si.

Bebe ne nightys nu chuk ke vekhya, "Eh maroon wali nighty Putt tere te aida sajegi jivein haveli di rani hove. Viah di pehli raat nu Raman da dil khush ho jawega eh dekh ke!"

Inderjeet da chehra lala ho chuka si. Usne hauli jehe keha, "Bebe ji... tusi saari shopping aape hi final kar ditti, mera taan saah rukkan wala ho gaya sharam naal."

"Dhiye, Sass haan teri! Teri har khushi te tere dukh da dhyan rakhna mera ferz hai," Bebe ne pyaare lehje vich keha. "Jadon tu Raman de naal sukhi hoven gi, taan saadi haveli vich sachi ronak hovegi."

Ose waqt Inderjeet de phone te Raman di call aagayi. Inderjeet ne tezz chaldi dhadkan naal phone chakya.

"Haan Raman...?" Inderjeet ne hauli aawaz vich keha.

Phone pichon Raman di bhari te mardaana aawaz aayi, "Haan Sardaarni ji... sada kaam complete ho gaya hai. Asi boutique wale raste kol pohnchan wale haan. Tuhadi Bebe naal shopping nibad gayi ya hale baki hai?"

Inderjeet ne Bebe vall vekhya te hauli jehi aakhya, "Haan... bas billing ho rahi hai. Tusi aajavo, asi vi bahar hi aa rahiyan haan."

Raman ne thoda flirty lehje vich hauli jehe keha, "Ki-ki khareedya fer meri Jaan ne? Bebe ne taan mainu bahar bhejj ditta si, par mainu pata hai tusi ki khareed reha ho... mere pasand da dhyan rakhya na?"

Inderjeet di heart-beat ek dum fast ho gayi. Usne hauli awaaz vich keha, "Tusi aajavo pehlan... sab tuhade dhyan mutabiq hi hai... dukan te aake drame na kareyo."

Raman ne hauli jehe hassde hoye phone cut ditta.
Salesgirl ne saare bridal innerwear te bra-panty sets nu khas pink te gold designer gift boxes vich pack kar ditta, taaki bahar ton pata na chale ki andar ki hai. Bebe ne dukan da bill pay kitta te bag Inderjeet de hath vich fadaya.

Jiddan hi oh dono showroom ton bahar nikliyan, samne hi Raman te Sameer gaddi park karke unhan vall turde aa rahe san. Raman di nazar sidhi Inderjeet de hathan vich phade fancy shopping bags te Inderjeet de sharam naal gulaabi hoye chehre te gayi.

Sameer ne aande hi hass ke keha, "Lo Bebe ji! Asi vi aagaye. Tuhadi nooh di secret shopping complete ho gayi?"

Bebe ne keha, "Haan-haan, saada kaam nibad gaya. Hun aapa chalde haan designer boutique te, jithe Inderjeet de viah da bridal lehenga try karwana hai."

Raman ne Inderjeet de bilkul kol aake usde pink shopping bag vall vekhya te Inderjeet de kann kol jhuk ke hauli jihi keha, "Boutique de trial room vich vekhada haan ki Bebe ne mere layi ki pasand karwaya hai..."

Inderjeet ne sharam te darr naal akhan jhuka laiyan. Inderjeet ne aakhan hi aakhan vich Raman nu ghoorya, par usde dil vich Raman de is possessive te passionate andaaz layi pyas hor vadh chuki si. Saare jane gaddi vich baith gaye.


Shehar di bddi designer boutique Royal Bridal Studio de bahar kaali gaddi aake ruki. Dukan de bahar kaafi sare bridal lehenge te designer sharare lge hoye san. Boutique de andar da mahol bilkul shant si.

Bebe Paramjeet Kaur, Inderjeet, Raman te Sameer andar dakhil hoye. Studio di Senior Fashion Designer, Suman, jo Pehlan to hi Parmjeet Kaur nu jaandi si, unhan da swagat karan lyi agge aayi.

"Sat Sri Akal aunty ji! Aao-aao Ma'am," Suman ne poori izzat naal keha te saareyan nu lounge vich bithaya. "Hanji aunty ji dasso ki sewa kariye ajj.."

Bebe Paramjeet ne baithde hoye rohb te pyar naal keha, "Haan puttar, saadi kudi Inderjeet layi aida da bridal lehenga dikhao jo vekhde hi poore pind vich gallan hon ki haveli di nooh aayi hai. Sone di tilla-work te pure silk da hona chahida hai."

Suman ne apne helpers nu ishara kitta. Unhan ne laal, maroon, deep magenta fabrics te bane heavy hand-embroidered bridal lehenge ek-ek karke kholne shuru kite.

Raman te Sameer sofa te baith gaye. Inderjeet de hathan vich aje vi innerwear store wala oh pink designer bag si, jis vich oh satin te lace wale bra-panty sets san. Usne oh bag dhyan naal sofa de kande te rakh ditta.

Suman ne ik bohut hi heavy Deep Maroon Bridal Lehenga kadhya. Lehenge te pure dabka-work, tilla embroidery te zari da bhari kaam kita hoya si. Naal hi matching dupatta te deep neck wala embroidered blouse si.

"Eh vekho aunty ji," Suman ne lehenga dikhaudeyan keha. "Eh saade studio da Masterpiece hai. Pure velvet fabric te royal Punjabi heritage design hai. Eh Ma'am di tall personality te mature figure te sach vich raniyan vaang lagega."

Bebe ne lehenge te haath pherya te keha, "Waah! Kapda te karigari taan bohut sohni hai. Inder puttar, tu eh lehenga try karke vekh. Fitting da vi pata lag jaega."

Suman ne lehenga te blouse chakkya te Inderjeet nu aakhya, "Ma'am, aao tusi trial room vich. Main tuhadi fitting check karwa dindi haan."

Inderjeet uth ke trial room vall wadhn lagi. Usne subtle tareeke naal Raman vall vekhya. Raman diyan kaaliyan, akkhan Inderjeet di waist te usde mummyan te hi tikiya san. Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal gulabi ho gaya.

Trial room bohut wadda te luxurious si—andar dark curtains, full-length mirror, warm lighting te ik soft stool peya si. Suman ne Inderjeet nu lehenga te blouse fadaya te pehlan blouse paa ke fitting check karan layi keha.

Inderjeet ne apna suit te bra utaar ke stool te rakh ditti. Usne innerwear store ton khareedi nawi Black Satin Lace Padded Bra paa layi, jo usde bhare hoye mature mummyan nu poori shape te tight lift de rhi si. Fer usne lehenge da maroon blouse paa leaya. Blouse de gale da cut kafi deep te broad si, jis vichon usda deep cleavage saaf jhalk reha si.

Ose waqt bahar lounge vich Raman ne chaturai naal mahol set kitta.

"Bebe," Raman ne uthde hoye keha. "Main te Sameer bahar car ton baaki jewelry wale bags lai ke aunde haan, taaki lehenge naal jewelry di matching vi vekhi ja sake."

Doven bahar nikle. Raman ne car vicho jewelry bag chakya te Sameer nu reception counter te designer naal bill te catalog details vich uljha ke aap tezz kadman naal trial room di gallery vall tur peya. Gallery vich iss waqt koi nahi si. Designer Suman baaki dresses lain peeche workshop vall gayi hoyi si.

Inderjeet trial room vich kalli khadi blouse di pichli zip te doriyan nu aape bannan di koshish kar rahi si. Heavy kapde te deep back karke us ton piche dori nahi bann ho rahi si. Usde gore-chitte nange modhe te gori pith mirror vich saaf nazar aa rahi si.

"Uhhmm... eh dori bani hi nahi ho rhi..." Inderjeet ne hauli sissakde hoye aapne aap nu keha.
Ose waqt trial room da door hauli jehi khulya te koi andar aaya. Door band hon di khadak hoyi te fer andaron lock lagn di aawaz aayi.

Inderjeet ne mirror vich vekhya te usda saah ek dum rukk gaya. Usde piche Raman khada si! usdiyan akkhan vich junoon, hawas te possessive pyas bhreya hoeya si.

"Raman...!" Inderjeet ghabra ke piche mudi. Usne done haath apni chhati te rakhe. "Tu... tu andar kivein aaya? Bahar Bebe te Sameer ne... koi vekh lwega!"

Raman ne bina koi jawab kitte do kadam agge vadheya. Usne Inderjeet da lakk apne hathan vich daboach laya te usnu mirror naal laa ditta. Inderjeet da jism Raman di sakht chhati naal ragad kha reha si.

"Let them watch," Raman ne apni bhari aawaz vich Inderjeet de kann vich keha. "Main pehlan hi keha si ki trial room vich vekhanga Bebe ne mere layi ki pasand karwaya hai."

Inderjeet diyan akkhan sharam te nashe naal band hon lagiyan. Usne Raman di shirt de collar nu phadya te dabi aawaz vich tarla kita, "Raman...naa kar na... eh trial room aa... designer aan wali hovegi..."

Raman ne koi parwah nahi kiti. Usne Inderjeet di gori gardan te aapne bull rakh ditte. Usne Inderjeet di skin nu dandan naal hauli jehivadhya --"Mmmphhh!"

"AAAHHH... Raman... Hauli... Nishan pai jawega!" Inderjeet de moohon ik tezz siskari nikli, par usne apna haath mooh te rakh ke aawaz dabbi.

Raman de sakht hath Inderjeet di gori pith te ghummde hoye thlle aaye te usne maroon blouse di pichli dori nu jhatke naal khich ke khol ditta. Blouse aageyo khull gaya. Raman ne blouse nu modheyan ton hethan sarak ditta.

Mirror vich Inderjeet da adha nanga jism Nazar aan laga—usde 38D size de bhare motte te gol mumme innerwear store ton khareeddi hoyi kaali satin lace padded bra vich tight hoye san. Bra di deep cleavage vichon usdi gori makkhan vargi skin chamak rahi si.

Raman diyan akkhan eh vekh ke takkdi aag naal bhar gayiyan. Usne piche aake Inderjeet de dono mummyan nu bra de samet apne hathan vich lai ke zor naal nchodna shuru kar ditta.

"Aahhh... Uhmmm! Raman... meri bra paat jawegi... nawi khareeddi aa.." Inderjeet ne sisskde hoye sheeshe vich Raman nu vekhya.

"Tainu pata hai kini katil lag rahi hain tu is kaali bra vich?" Raman boleya. Usne bra di hook pichon khol ditti. Inderjeet de mumme bra vichon azad ho ke hawa vich jhul paye. Usde dono gulabi nipples bilkul hard ho chuke san.

Raman ne Inderjeet nu aapne vall ghumaya te usde bullan te apne bull rakh ditte. Dovan di eh kiss bohut hi intense, rough te hawas naal bhari si. Raman ne Inderjeet de upper lip nu chusya te fer usdi jeebh nu apne mooh vich lae ke chusna shuru kitta—Srrrp... Srrrp... Dovan de saahan di garmi trial room di AC wali hawa vich ghul rahi si. Inderjeet diyan sone diyan choodiyaan Raman di pith te ragad khaa rahiyan san.

Inderjeet poori tarah pighal chuki si. Usne Raman di shirt de uprle buttons khol ditte te usdi gundvi, chhati te apne gore haath pheran laggi.

"Raman... maza aa reha aa... par bahar sab wait kar rahe ne..." Inderjeet ne kiss todde hoye tezz saah lende hoye keha. "Sex nahi ho sakda ethe... koi aa jawega."

Raman ne Inderjeet di chhati te hath rakh ke usde dono mummyan nu apse vich ragdya te keha, "Main bina tainu kuj kite nahi jaan dewnga. Tu pehlan mere is akde hoye jatt nu thand kar!"

Raman ne apna trousers kholya te apna underwear hethan kitta. Trial room diyan lights vich Raman da lamba, mota te Garam lun bahar nikal aaya. Topa bilkul laal te gilla si te motiyan veins lun di shaft te ubhriyan hoyiyan san.

Inderjeet di nazar jiddan hi Raman de lun te gayi, usdi fuddi vichon garam paani da fowara siman laga. Ik mature professor nu aapne khasam de is vailly roop naal be-inteha pyar te tharak si.

"Aah... mereya khasama... Kinna akadya peya aa tera eh..." Inderjeet ne hauli sissakde hoye keha.

"Taan fer thand kar isnu! Beh thalle!" Raman ne mardaana haq naal aakhya te Inderjeet de baalan nu hauli jehi phadya.

Inderjeet bina ik pal gavaaye farsh te godeyan bhaar beh gayi. Usde mumme hawa vich lamak rahe san, te usda gora makkhan varga jism mirror vichon nazar aa reha si. Usne apne hathan naal Raman de mote lun nu phadya.

"Aah... Bohut garam hai Raman..." Inderjeet ne Raman diyan akkhan vich doonghi nazar naal vekhya. Usdiyan akkhan vich poori vafadaari te tharak si. "Tainu pata hai na main sirf teri haan? Teri sardaarni haan jo tere pairan vich baith ke vi khush hai."

"Dass na fer... poori duniya nu dass... par pehlan isnu mooh vich lai!" Raman ne usde baalan nu phad ke keha.

Inderjeet ne apna mooh poora kholya te Raman de lun de tope nu apne gulabi bullan vich leya. Usne pehlan tope te apni jeebh naal poora lick kita. Lun da garam rass usdi jeebh te lagga.

"Uhhmm... tasty aa tera pani Raman..." Inderjeet ne madhoshi vich keha te fer lun nu poora mooh vich lai leya.

Inderjeet ne deep blowjob dena shuru kita—*Gwak... Gwak... Gwak... Gwak!*

Usde gulaabi bull Raman de lambe lann te sliding kar rahe san. Lun da topa usde gale di gehrayi tak ja ke bajj reha si, jis naal Inderjeet de mooh vichon 'gwak-gwak' di tezz aawaz aa rahi si. Usde done mumme hawa vich hil rahe san te usdiyan sone diyan choodiyan di 'chhan-chhan' trial room vich goonj rahi si.

"AAAHHH... Inderjeet... Aida hi chus meriye Sardaarniye... Aahhh... maza aa gaya!" Raman ne piche trial room di deewar naal pith tika layi.

Inderjeet ne choope lon di speed hor vadha ditti. Oh lun nu poore junoon naal chus rahi si, usde bull lun di jad tak ja rahe san. Usne apniyan ungliyan naal Raman de tatteyan nu hauli-hauli press kita te naal-naal jeebh naal lun di shafts nu chaatdi rahi—"Srrp... Srrp... Gwak... Gwak!"

"Raman... maza aa reha hai na? Dass apni vohti nu... meri sewa pasand aayi?" Inderjeet ne ek pal layi lun mooh vichon bahar kadh ke, tope te jeebh pherde hoye raseli aawaz vich pucheya.

Raman ne usde baal phad ke dubaara lun mooh vich dhakkya, "Kamaal da chusdi hain tu Inder! Tu taan poori gasti ban jandi hain mere samne!"

"Sirf teri gasti haan..." Inderjeet ne lun mooh vich rakhde hoye sissak ke keha te dubaara tezz-tezz choope laune chalu kar ditte—"Gwak... Gwak... Gwakk!"

3-4 minute tak deep te intense blowjob lain ton baad, Raman da sabar mukkan wala si. Usda lun poora akad ke phatan wala ho gaya si. Raman nu lagga ki usda maal nikaln wala hai. Usne Inderjeet nu baahn ton phad ke keha.

"Inderjeet... main jhadn wala haan... mooh vich lavengi ya bahar?" Raman ne tezz saah lende hoye pucheya.

Inderjeet ne sharam te jazbaatan naal bhari aawaz vich keha, "Mere mooh vich chhad... tera saara garma-garam rass main peena chaundi haan... mere khasam da shagan hai eh!"

Inderjeet ne dubaara mooh kholya te Raman de lun nu poora mooh vich lae laya. Raman ne jhatke maare Te usde lun pichon ghadha te garam maal Inderjeet de mooh vich pichkari vaang chhuttya.

Inderjeet ne bina koi qatra bahar diggan ditte, Raman da saara maal pee leya—Gulp... Gulp!. Usne lun de tope nu aakhri vaar jeebh naal saaf kitta te mooh vichon bahar kadhya. Usde bullan de kande te halka jeha maal lagga hoya si jo lights vich chamak reha si.

"Aaahhh... Raman... bohut garam si tera rass..." Inderjeet ne bull chatde hoye nasheeli aawaz vich keha.

Raman ne Inderjeet nu gale naal laya te usde bullan te ik kiss kiti. Dovan de saah tezz chal reha si.

Ose waqt bahar gallery vich designer Suman de aan di aawaz aayi, "Ma'am! Tusi blouse paa leya? Main andar aa jawan fitting vekhan layi?"

Inderjeet te Raman ek dum alert ho gaye. Raman ne turant apna trousers te belt tight kiti te shirt de button band kite. Inderjeet ne tezz hathan naal aapni kaali bra band kiti, blouse paa ke zip chadhayi te sheeshe vich vekh ke chehra saaf kita.

Raman ne trial room da pichla emergency side exit door kholya, "Sardaarni ji, lehenga bohut jach reha hai..." te oh bahar gallery vall nikal gaya.

Inderjeet ne saah leya te trial room da door kholya. Suman ne andar aake vekhya taan Inderjeet de chehre te ik alag hi noor, lali te nasheeli shanti si. Maroon lehenge vich oh sachi kise pari waang lag rahi si.

"Wow Ma'am! Tuhada chehra te fitting taan kamaal di nazar aa rahi hai!" Suman ne taarif kiti.

Inderjeet ne sharam naal dupatta sambhalya te andar ton khush hundi hoyi lounge vall vadhi, jithe Raman sofe te baitha usnu vailly te possessive nazran naal vekh reha si.

Lehnga wgera Select karke te baki de chote mote kam karke sare jane haveli vall chal pye...

Update bhut vdiya hai ji aj do waar muth vajj gyi pd k

 

[pendu munda]

Siraaa hi kita pya story wala ta
Jmaa end likhde oo

 

[Gursimran Kaur]

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[Gursimran Kaur]

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[Gursimran Kaur]

Update 19

Swer de lagbhag 10 vajje da time si. Pind de mukh darwaze ton chaldi hoyi ik gaddi haveli wale kache raste te haule-haule aage vadh rahi si. Gaddi de andar Inderjeet de Bapu Harnek Singh, usdi Maa Gurjeet Kaur, te usdi 22 saal di choti bhain Simran baithe san.

Harnek Singh ne chitte rang da saada kurta-pajama paya hoya si te sir te halke neele rang di pagg banni hoyi si. Unhan de chehre te saalan purana pachhtawa, jhijhak te darr saaf jhalk reha si. Gurjeet Kaur ne light brown rang da suit paya si te apna dupatta sir te leya hoya si. Unhan diyan akkhan vich apni dhi nu dekhn layi tarsde hoye hanju san. Subah ton hi unhan diyan akhan rukkan da naam nahi lai rahiyan san.

"Gaddi roko ethe hi, bhai..." Harnek Singh ne kambhdi hoyi aawaz vich gaddi wale nu keha.
Gaddi haveli de gate ton thode fansle te ruk gayi. Driver nu kiraya den ton baad tino jane gaddi vichon bahar aaye. Unhan de hathan vich saaman de do chote bags san.

22 saal di Simran ne haveli de uche darwaze, bahar park kitian gaddiyan te shahi thath-baath vall vekhya. Simran ne halke pink rang da stylish Punjabi suit paya hoya si. Usdi tall height, tight figure, te chalaak akkhan vich apneyan da dukh te haveli di shaan nu vekh ke hairani di jhalak si.

Simran ne apni maa da haath phhdya te dabi aawaz vich keha, "Bebe... eh taan bohut waddi haveli hai. Pind vich sachi log bilkul theek keh rahe san ki Didi nu koi aam banda nahi, balki is badde parivaar da munda lai ke aaya si."

Gurjeet Kaur ne apni dhi Simran de bol sun ke thandi aah bhari te keha, "Dhiye, rab kare saadi Inder ethe sukhi hove. Saade ton taan bohut wada paap ho gaya jo asi Kulwinder de jhoothe dikave te gallan vich aake apni kudi nu kalla chhad ditta si."

Harnek Singh ne haveli de gate vall vekhde hoye aakhan vich hanju lai ke keha, "Gurjeet... saadi taan koyi aukaat vi nahi si is haveli de sardaaran samne khdan di. Asi taan bas Kulwinder da naam sunde rahe. Par kachehri de faisle ton baad jad pind de Sarpanch ne dassya ki kivein Vikram te Kulwinder ne saadi dhi te jhoothe case thoppe san, te kivein Raman naam de munde ne apni jaan te khel ke Inder nu us narak ton kadhya... mera dil taan sharam naal jhuk gaya."

Simran ne apne Bapu di baah phhdi, "Bapu ji... tusi fikar na karo. Asi Didi nu pehlan kadi nahi sunya si, par aj asi us ton maafi mangange. Asi taan eh vi nahi jaande ki Raman kiven da dikhda hai, ya usda parivaar kiven da hai. Asi bas Raman da naam hi sunya si Chandigarh ton."

Gurjeet Kaur ne apne suit da pallu sambhalde hoye keha, "Haan puttar, saanu taan eh vi nahi pata ki haveli wale saade naal kidan da vartav karange. Asi unhan nu jaande tak nahi, te na hi oh saanu jaande ne. Asi taan saalan ton apni dhi ton cut ke rahe... saanu taan eh darr lag reha hai ki Inder saanu vekh ke kite mooh na modd leve."

"Na Gurjeet... saadi Inder aisi nahi hai," Harnek Singh ne kapdeya nu theek kardyan keha. "Usda dil bohut wada hai. Galti saadi si jo asi Kulwinder te aakhan meech ke vishwas kita te saari umar apni dhi nu kosde rahe."

Simran haveli de gate de bilkul kol gayi. Usne andar jhaak ke vekhya. Vehde vich kafi ronak si. Bapu Jarnail Singh manji te chaa da cup fadhi baithe san te Bebe Paramjeet Kaur rasoi de kande te peya saaman sambhal rahi si. Raman khetan ton vaapas aake nalke te haath-mooh dho reha si.

Harnek Singh ne kambhde hathan naal haveli de lakkad de vadde gate nu hauli jehi khadkaya—Thak... Thak... Thak!

Gate di khadak sun ke Raman ne nalke ton towell naal mooh poojhde hoye gate vall vekhya. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne vi gate vall dhyan ditta.

"Kaun hai oye?" Raman ne apni bhari, mardaana aawaz vich pucheya te gate vall wadheya.

Harnek Singh, Gurjeet Kaur te Simran andar daakhil hoye. Unhan de kadam haveli de vehde vich aake rukk gaye. Raman di tall height, gundva jism te vailly-jatt wali personality nu vekh ke Harnek Singh te Gurjeet Kaur thode dab gaye. Simran ne dhyan naal Raman vall vekhya—usde dimaag ne ek dum aakhya, 'Eh hi hovega Raman... kinna sohna te handsome hai.'

Ose waqt pichle kamre vichon Inderjeet joothe bhande lai ke bahar aayi. Usne peele rang da Punjabi suit paya si te sir te chunni lyi hoyi si.

Inderjeet di nazar jiddan hi gate te khade tina lokan te payi, usde hathan vicho bhande shutt ke farsh te digg paye.

Bhandeyan de diggn saar hi Inderjeet diyan akkhan ik dum khuliyan hi reh gayiyan. Usnu apne samne vekh ke yakeen nahi ho reha si. Saalan purana vichhora te ghar da moh ek dum usdi chhati vich toofan ban ke uth geya.

"Bapu...? Bebe...?" Inderjeet de moohon kambhdi aawaz nikli. Usdiyan akkhan vichon hanju vagne shuru ho gaye.

Harnek Singh te Gurjeet Kaur ne jadon apni dhi Inderjeet nu saaf-suthre, shahi suit vich te haveli di rani waang khade vekhya, taan unhan ton sabar na hoya. Gurjeet Kaur agge aayi te Inderjeet nu ghutt ke apni chhati naal laa laya.

"Meri dhi! Meri Inder!" Gurjeet Kaur uchi uchi roun laggi. "Saanu maaf kar de dhiye! Asi bohut vde paapi haan jo apni kudi nu pehchan nahi sake!"

Inderjeet ne apni maa nu bahaan vich phadya te usda sir apni chhati te rakh ke roun laggi, "Bebe... tusi ethe? Tusi saalan ton mainu mud ke nahi vekhya... tusi taan Kulwinder nu hi sach manneya si..."

Harnek Singh ne agge aake Inderjeet de sir te haath rakhya, usdiyan akkhan vichon vi hanju veh rahe san. "Inder... dhiye... asi Kulwinder de dhokhe vich aage san. Us Kulwinder ne saanu aida di patti padhayi si ki asi apni hi dhi nu bhull gaye. Jad kachehri da faisla aayea te Sarpanch ne saari asliyat dassi... saade pairan hethno zameen nikal gayi. Asi tere pairo vich diggan aaye haan."

Harnek Singh ne Inderjeet de pairan vich jhukan di koshish kiti, par Inderjeet ne turant apne Bapu nu baahn ton phad ke rokya te unhan de gale lag gayi.
"Na Bapu ji! Aida na karo... tusi mere maape ho," Inderjeet sissak-sissak ke bol rahi si. "Main taan tadap rahi si ki kado tusi meri gal sunoge."

Ose waqt 22 saal di Simran aage aayi. Usdiyan akkhan vich vi hanju san. Usne Inderjeet nu ghutt ke japphi paayi.

"Didi!" Rondi hoyi Simran ne keha. "Mainu maaf kar do... main taan bohut choti si jad tusi gharo gaye si. Par main hamesha Bapu te Bebe nu kehendi si ki saadi Inder Didi evein di nahi ho sakdi. Ajj tainu vekh ke mera dil khush ho gaya."

Inderjeet ne Simran de chehra nu aapne hathan naal phdya, usde mathe nu chummeya, "Simran... tu inni waddi ho gayi ... main taan tainu pehchan hi nahi saki."

Haveli de vehde vich eh bhavuk milan vekh ke Bapu Jarnail Singh te Bebe Paramjeet Kaur vi agge aaye. Raman chup-chap khada eh sab vekh reha si. Usnu samajh aagaya si ki eh Inderjeet da parivaar hai—oh parivaar jisne Inderjeet nu kalla chhad ditta si, par aj apni galti da ehsaas karke haveli pohnchya si.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne keha, "Aa jao... vehde vich khade roun di lodh nahi. Aao, andar baitho."

Harnek Singh ne Jarnail Singh vall vekhya. Oh Jarnail Singh nu pehlan kadi nahi mile san, par unhan di sardaari nu vekh ke Harnek Singh ne izzat naal haath jodde.

"Sardaar ji..." Harnek Singh ne keha. "Asi Inderjeet de maape haan. Asi tuhanu ya tuhade parivaar nu nahi jaande san... asi taan bas Raman da naam sunya si ki usne saadi kudi di izzat bachayi hai. Asi tuhade charna vich shukriya adaa karan aaye haan."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Harnek Singh da haath phad ke unhan nu sofe te bithaudeyan keha, "Bhai saab ji... jo hoya oh waqt da chakkar si. Tusi dhi de maape ho, saade layi izzat wale ho. Inderjeet hun saadi haveli di nooh hai. Tusi aao, andar baith ke chaah-paani pio."

Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Gurjeet Kaur nu gal naal laya te keha, "Aao bhenji... rona band karo. Ajj da din roun da nahi, khushiyan da hai."

Simran ne Raman vall vekhya jo hje vi chup-chap khada si. Simran ne dabi aawaz vich Inderjeet ton pucheya, "Di... eh hi ne na Raman ji? Jinhan ne Chandigarh ton laike ithe tak tainu saambheya si?"

Inderjeet ne sharam naal Raman vall vekhya te haan vich sir hilaya, "Haan Simran... eh hi ne Raman."

Harnek Singh te Gurjeet Kaur ne Raman vall vekh ke haath jodde, "Putt... tera eh ehsaan asi saari zindagi nahi mod sakde. Tu saadi dhi nu us narak vichon kadhya jithe asi usnu kalla chhad ditta si."

Raman ne agge aake Harnek Singh de pairi haath laye te keha, "Bapu ji... ehsaan di koi gall nahi. Inderjeet nu main pyaar karda haan te oh is haveli di izzat hai. Tusi isde maape ho, jinna da haq hai aapni dhi te hamesha."

Raman di eh gall sun ke Harnek Singh da sir maan naal uncha ho gaya. Ajj saalan purana dukh te dooriyan mukk chukiyan san.

Haveli di baithak vich saare baith chuke san. Sofe de ek paase Inderjeet de Bapu Harnek Singh, usdi Maa Gurjeet Kaur te choti bhain Simran baithe san. Unhan de saamne doosre sofe te Bapu Jarnail Singh te Bebe Paramjeet Kaur baithe san. Raman baithak de darwaze kol khada si, te usdi nazar Inderjeet te usde parivaar te si.

Inderjeet rasoi vichon tray vich thanda meetha paani te mithaayi lai ke andar aayi. Usne sab ton pehlan apne Bapu Harnek Singh nu paani da gilaas fadaya.

"Pio Bapu ji, thanda paani pio," Inderjeet ne hauli jehi aawaz vich keha. Usde chehre te hune-hune roun ton baad di halki lali te shanti si.

Harnek Singh ne gilaas fadhde hoye apni dhi vall vekhya te aakhya, "Jeendi reh dhiye, tu saade naal baith ethe. Saanu taan aj vi yakeen nahi aa reha ki tu sade samne hein."

Inderjeet apni Maa Gurjeet Kaur te bhain Simran de kol baith gayi. Simran ne turant apni waddi behan da haath ghutt ke phad laya. Simran diyan akkhan baithak di sajaawat te fer Raman vall ghummiyan.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne gal shuru kiti, "Bhai saab ji, pichliyan gallan nu bhulna hi changa hai. Jo waqt langh gaya, oh vaapas nahi aunda. Par jo aage aan wala waqt hai, usnu asi sohna bana sakde haan."

Harnek Singh ne haath jodde hoye keha, "Sardaar ji, tusi bilkul sahi keh rahe ho. Par sade dil te jo bhojh si, oh dsnna zaroori si. Asi aine saal apni dhi ton munh modi rakhiya. Saanu taan eh vi nahi pata si ki Chandigarh vich saadi dhi te ki-ki beeti."

Gurjeet Kaur ne vi dupatte naal aakhan pojhde hoye keha, "Haan bhenji, asi taan har roz ghar vich baithe sochde san ki saadi kudi kithe hovegi.

Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Gurjeet Kaur de modhe te haath rakhya, "Bhenji, dhiyan taan sab diyan saanjhiyan hundiyan ne. Raman ne jo kita, oh ik insaan da farz si. Par hun aapa puraniyan gallan nu frol ke dukh nahi vdhona."

Raman ne agge vadh ke keha, "Bapu ji, maafi mangn di koi lodh nahi. Kulwinder te Vikram ne kanoon te rishteyan dono nu ganda kita si. Par Rabb ne unhan nu unha di jagah vekhayi hai. Hun oh dono jail diyan salakhan piche ne te Inderjeet poori tarah azaad te safe hai."

Harnek Singh ne Raman vall vekh ke sir hilaya, "Puttar Raman, tera eh ehsaan saade parivaar te umar bhar rahega. Tu saadi dhi di izzat bachayi te usnu aisi thaan ditti jithe usnu poora maan milya."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne uchi aawaz vich keha, "Ehsaan kaisa Bhai saab ji? Inderjeet koi parayi kudi nahi hai saade layi. Asi aj tuhanu ethe sirf milan layi nahi, balki ek bohut waddi khushkhabri sunaun layi vi rokya hai."

Harnek Singh te Gurjeet Kaur ne ek-dooje vall vekhya. Simran ne vi utsukta naal Jarnail Singh vall vekhya.

"Kaisi khushkhabri Sardaar ji?" Harnek Singh ne pucheya.
Jarnail Singh ne seena chauda kardyan keha, "Asi agle mahine di 2 tareekh nu Raman te Inderjeet da viah pakka kar ditta hai! Haveli vich hi Anand Karaj hona hai, poore pind nu bulaeya hai, te dhoom-dham naal viah kita jaana hai."

Eh sun ke Harnek Singh te Gurjeet Kaur diyan akkhan addiyan diyan addiyan reh gayiyan. Unhan nu yakeen nahi ho reha si ki haveli wale unhan di dhi nu aida wada maan den ja rahe san.

"Viah... Anand Karaj?" Harnek Singh di aawaz kamban laggi. "Sardaar ji... eh taan saade layi sab ton waddi khushi di gall hai! Par... asi taan sochya si ki Inder ethe..."

"Asi dhi nu bina rasm ton haveli vich nahi rakhna chaunde," Bebe Paramjeet ne keha. "Pind de lokan diyan zubaanan nu band karan da te dhi nu poora Sardarni da haq den da eh hi ek tareeka hai. Raman ne vi apni pasand saaf dss ditti si."

Harnek Singh ne Raman vall vekhya, "Putt Raman... tu sachi saadi dhi nu apni gharwali banaun layi tyaar hain? Tu is gall layi raazi hain?"

Raman ne keha, "Bapu ji, main pehle din ton hi Inderjeet nu apni manneya hai. Main usnu duniya di har khushi dena chaunda haan. Tusi fikar na karo, main usnu kadi koi dukh nahi hon devanga."

Inderjeet ne sharam te khushi naal neevi paa layi. Simran ne apni bhen de modhe te kohni mardeyan hauli jehi awaaz vich keha, "Didi... jija ji taan bohut vadiya te daler ne. Tu taan sachi kismat wali hain."

Inderjeet ne Simran nu ghoor ke vekhya te hauli jehe keha, "Chup kar tu... ainvaye boln lag jandi aan."

Harnek Singh sofe ton uth ke khada ho gaya. Usdiyan akkhan vich hanju san. Usne Jarnail Singh de samne haath jodde, "Sardaar ji... asi taan bilkul khali hath aaye si. Asi taan sochya vi nahi si ki saanu eh din vekhan nu milega. Tusi saadi dhi nu aina wada haq de rahe ho... asi tuhada dena kivein devange?"

Jarnail Singh ne uth ke Harnek Singh nu baah ton phadya te sofe te dubaara bithaya, "Bhai saab ji, eh lain- den di gall na karo. Tusi dhi da baap hon. Asi chaunde haan ki tusi te tuhada parivaar viah vich poori izzat naal shamil hove. Dhi da palla tusi aapne hathan naal phhdayo!"

"Sardaar ji... tusi saanu eh haq dinde ho? Asi taan is laayak vi nahi isde..."

Bebe Paramjeet ne keha. "Puraniyan galtiyan da pachhtawa tusi kar laya hai. Hun tuhada farz banda hai ki tusi apni dhi da hath aapne hathan naal Raman de hathan vich devo."

Gurjeet Kaur Inderjeet nu gale laa laya te roun laggi, "Meri dhi... Rab ne teri sun layi! Saanu maaf kar de dhiye jo asi tainu samjh nahi sake."

Inderjeet ne apni maa da matha chummya, "Bebe ji, hun rona bnd karo. Tusi sab aage ho, eh hi meri sab ton waddi khushi hai."

Ose waqt baharo car de horn di aawaz aayi.

Raman ne bahar vekhya te keha, "Lagda hai Sameer aa gaya. Unhe keha si ki cards lai ke aawega."

Raman bahar tur peya. Simran ne 'Sameer' da naam sun ke utsukta naal gate vall vekhya. Simran de dimaag vich khayal aaya ki eh Sameer kaun hai jo viah diyan tyaariyan vich aina active hai.

Harnek Singh ne Jarnail Singh vall vekh ke keha, "Sardaar ji, asi viah diyan saariyan tyaariyan vich tuhade naal haath batawange. Tusi saanu jo vi kaam kahoge, asi poori shiddat naal karange."

Jarnail Singh ne hass ke keha, "Kam di koi lodd nahi hai Bhai saab. Tusi saare haveli vich hi rahoge, viah hon ton baad hi vaapas jaaiyo hun."

Gurjeet Kaur ne keha, "Ji Sardaar ji, jivein tusi kahoge asi odan hi karange."

Inderjeet de chehre te aapne parivaar nu vaapas paan da sukoon si, te Raman de dil vich apni sardaarni nu poore haq naal haveli di rani banaun da josh si..