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Chapter - 22
Main office pahunch gaya, mera lund bilkul tana hua tha, aur baithne mein bhi dikkat ho rahi thi. Mera kaam mein bilkul dil nahi lag raha tha, aur waqt bhi jaise ruk sa gaya tha. Aadhe ghante tak khud ko sambhalne ki koshish ke baad maine phone haath mein uthaya. Dil mein ek tadap thi jaanne ki aakhir wahan kya gul khil rahe hain.
Phone ki ring baj rahi thi, lekin doosri taraf woh kameena Hira utha nahi raha tha. Call cut hone ke baad maine dobara phone lagaya. Is baar usne utha liya.
"Kya hua, bhadwe? Pareshan kyun kar raha hai?" Hira ne gusse se kaha.
"Arre, yaar, main bas khairiyat puchne ko call kiya tha. Le gaya apne kamre mein?" maine pucha.
"Haan, le aaya. Saali bahut darti hai, be, teri biwi. Bada nakhra karti hai, haha!" usne haskar kaha.
"Oh ho, khub chodo use. Aaj pura din hai tere paas," maine utsaah se kaha.
"Tu phone katega tab na chodunga, saale!" Hira ne tana maara.
"Arre, tu phone on karke side mein rakh de na. Main bhi sun-sun ke maza loonga," maine shararat se kaha.
"Bhadwe, saale! Haha, chal, theek hai..." usne haskar jawab diya.
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Maine jaldi se earphones lagaye aur apne seat par baith gaya. Doosri taraf se aati awaaz se pata chal raha tha ki Hira ne phone table par patak diya tha. Meri biwi Noor aur us kameene ki awaazein saaf sunai de rahi thi—thodi-thodi hasi ki awaazein, lekin woh kya bol rahe the, yeh clear nahi ho raha tha. Par itna zaroor pata chal raha tha ki Noor hans rahi thi, aur isse mujhe kaafi lazzat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Noor ki halki, pyari si hansi aur Hira ki gandi, badtameez hansi ek ajeeb sa mahol bana rahi thi. Mera dil dheere-dheere, lekin tezi se dhadak raha tha, jaise har awaaz mere andar ek nayi uttejana jaga rahi ho.
Kuch pal hi beete the ki meri ammi ka call aa gaya. Na chahte hue bhi maine Hira ka phone kaat kar ammi ka call utha liya.
"Salaam, ammi. Kahein?" maine pucha.
"Walaikum salaam, beta. Woh Noor kab tak wapas aayegi? Ghar ke saare kaam bache hue hain, aur tere abbu ke dost bhi aane wale hain aaj," ammi ne kaha.
Ye sun maine sir pakad liya. "Accha, ammi. Main jaldi hi pahuncha deta hoon. Parde wala kaam baad mein kar lenge," maine jawab diya.
"Haan, baad mein kar lena," ammi boli.
Maine phone kaat diya aur apna sir pakad liya. "Kya saala, har waqt koi na koi pareshani! Kya musibat hai!" maine socha. Phir maine wapas apni biwi ke jaanu ko phone lagaya, lekin is baar usne nahi uthaya. Maine Noor ko call kiya, aur usne jhat se phone utha liya.
"Hello, Noor. Tum kahan ho? Abbu ke kuch dost aa rahe hain. Ammi ne parde ka kaam baad mein karne ko kaha hai," maine kaha.
"Ji, Rizwan ke abbu. Main abhi ghar ko nikalti hoon," usne jawab diya aur phone kaat diya.
Main apna sir pakad kar baith gaya. "Ye kya musibat hai? Ammi-abbu ke rehte thodi bhi rahat nahi hai, haha," main apne upar hans raha tha ki tabhi mera phone baja. Usi kameene Hira ka call tha.
"Behenchod, bhadwe! Saale, kabhi tujhe chain nahi aata kya? Chain se chodne bhi nahi deta!" Hira chillaya.
"Yaar, main kahan rok raha hoon? Lekin ghar mein tu to jaanta hai," maine safai di.
"Haan, haan, teri biwi bata rahi thi," usne tana maara.
"Ammi-abbu ke rehte kaafi dikkat hai, yaar," maine kaha.
"Dekh, bhadwe, ya to tu apni ammi-abbu ka kuch kar, warna mujhe hi kuch karna padega. Saala, 3-4 mahine se gale ki haddi bane hue hain woh dono!" Hira ne gusse se kaha.
Main uski baat par kuch pal sochne laga. "Woh kya kar sakta hai?" maine khud se pucha.
"Tum kya karna chahte ho? Woh kaafi strict aur kattar mazhabi hain, yaar," maine pucha.
"Teri ammi kitni bhi strict aur kattar mazhabi ho, hai to aurat hi na. Tu bol to main kuch karun?" Hira ne shararat se kaha.
Main hairan reh gaya. "Kya yeh meri ammi ko bhi patana chahta hai?" maine socha.
"Tum meri ammi ko pataoge kya? Kya plan hai?" maine pucha.
"Arre, nahi be! Mera ek ganjedi yaar hai, Panna. Bahut expert hai bhabhi aur aunty patane mein," usne bataya.
"To tum usse ammi patwaoge? Kya yeh mumkin bhi hai? Mujhe nahi lagta..." maine shak se kaha.
"Hatt, bhadwe! Aaj hi use teri ammi ke peeche lagata hoon. Tu dekhna kaise woh teri ammi ko apne lund pe nachata hai. Aur ek dafa teri ammi set ho gayi, to mera bhi kaam ho jayega," Hira ne bade guroor se kaha.
"Haan, yeh to hai. Try kar ke dekh, lekin mujhe nahi lagta aisa kuch possible hai," maine kaha.
"Tu bas dekhta ja," usne kaha aur phone kaat diya.
Main office mein baitha apne lund ko haule-haule sehla raha tha, soch mein dooba ki kya sach mein yeh kameena meri ammi ko bhi apne jaal mein phansa lega.
Main office pahunch gaya, mera lund bilkul tana hua tha, aur baithne mein bhi dikkat ho rahi thi. Mera kaam mein bilkul dil nahi lag raha tha, aur waqt bhi jaise ruk sa gaya tha. Aadhe ghante tak khud ko sambhalne ki koshish ke baad maine phone haath mein uthaya. Dil mein ek tadap thi jaanne ki aakhir wahan kya gul khil rahe hain.
Phone ki ring baj rahi thi, lekin doosri taraf woh kameena Hira utha nahi raha tha. Call cut hone ke baad maine dobara phone lagaya. Is baar usne utha liya.
"Kya hua, bhadwe? Pareshan kyun kar raha hai?" Hira ne gusse se kaha.
"Arre, yaar, main bas khairiyat puchne ko call kiya tha. Le gaya apne kamre mein?" maine pucha.
"Haan, le aaya. Saali bahut darti hai, be, teri biwi. Bada nakhra karti hai, haha!" usne haskar kaha.
"Oh ho, khub chodo use. Aaj pura din hai tere paas," maine utsaah se kaha.
"Tu phone katega tab na chodunga, saale!" Hira ne tana maara.
"Arre, tu phone on karke side mein rakh de na. Main bhi sun-sun ke maza loonga," maine shararat se kaha.
"Bhadwe, saale! Haha, chal, theek hai..." usne haskar jawab diya.
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Maine jaldi se earphones lagaye aur apne seat par baith gaya. Doosri taraf se aati awaaz se pata chal raha tha ki Hira ne phone table par patak diya tha. Meri biwi Noor aur us kameene ki awaazein saaf sunai de rahi thi—thodi-thodi hasi ki awaazein, lekin woh kya bol rahe the, yeh clear nahi ho raha tha. Par itna zaroor pata chal raha tha ki Noor hans rahi thi, aur isse mujhe kaafi lazzat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Noor ki halki, pyari si hansi aur Hira ki gandi, badtameez hansi ek ajeeb sa mahol bana rahi thi. Mera dil dheere-dheere, lekin tezi se dhadak raha tha, jaise har awaaz mere andar ek nayi uttejana jaga rahi ho.
Kuch pal hi beete the ki meri ammi ka call aa gaya. Na chahte hue bhi maine Hira ka phone kaat kar ammi ka call utha liya.
"Salaam, ammi. Kahein?" maine pucha.
"Walaikum salaam, beta. Woh Noor kab tak wapas aayegi? Ghar ke saare kaam bache hue hain, aur tere abbu ke dost bhi aane wale hain aaj," ammi ne kaha.
Ye sun maine sir pakad liya. "Accha, ammi. Main jaldi hi pahuncha deta hoon. Parde wala kaam baad mein kar lenge," maine jawab diya.
"Haan, baad mein kar lena," ammi boli.
Maine phone kaat diya aur apna sir pakad liya. "Kya saala, har waqt koi na koi pareshani! Kya musibat hai!" maine socha. Phir maine wapas apni biwi ke jaanu ko phone lagaya, lekin is baar usne nahi uthaya. Maine Noor ko call kiya, aur usne jhat se phone utha liya.
"Hello, Noor. Tum kahan ho? Abbu ke kuch dost aa rahe hain. Ammi ne parde ka kaam baad mein karne ko kaha hai," maine kaha.
"Ji, Rizwan ke abbu. Main abhi ghar ko nikalti hoon," usne jawab diya aur phone kaat diya.
Main apna sir pakad kar baith gaya. "Ye kya musibat hai? Ammi-abbu ke rehte thodi bhi rahat nahi hai, haha," main apne upar hans raha tha ki tabhi mera phone baja. Usi kameene Hira ka call tha.
"Behenchod, bhadwe! Saale, kabhi tujhe chain nahi aata kya? Chain se chodne bhi nahi deta!" Hira chillaya.
"Yaar, main kahan rok raha hoon? Lekin ghar mein tu to jaanta hai," maine safai di.
"Haan, haan, teri biwi bata rahi thi," usne tana maara.
"Ammi-abbu ke rehte kaafi dikkat hai, yaar," maine kaha.
"Dekh, bhadwe, ya to tu apni ammi-abbu ka kuch kar, warna mujhe hi kuch karna padega. Saala, 3-4 mahine se gale ki haddi bane hue hain woh dono!" Hira ne gusse se kaha.
Main uski baat par kuch pal sochne laga. "Woh kya kar sakta hai?" maine khud se pucha.
"Tum kya karna chahte ho? Woh kaafi strict aur kattar mazhabi hain, yaar," maine pucha.
"Teri ammi kitni bhi strict aur kattar mazhabi ho, hai to aurat hi na. Tu bol to main kuch karun?" Hira ne shararat se kaha.
Main hairan reh gaya. "Kya yeh meri ammi ko bhi patana chahta hai?" maine socha.
"Tum meri ammi ko pataoge kya? Kya plan hai?" maine pucha.
"Arre, nahi be! Mera ek ganjedi yaar hai, Panna. Bahut expert hai bhabhi aur aunty patane mein," usne bataya.
"To tum usse ammi patwaoge? Kya yeh mumkin bhi hai? Mujhe nahi lagta..." maine shak se kaha.
"Hatt, bhadwe! Aaj hi use teri ammi ke peeche lagata hoon. Tu dekhna kaise woh teri ammi ko apne lund pe nachata hai. Aur ek dafa teri ammi set ho gayi, to mera bhi kaam ho jayega," Hira ne bade guroor se kaha.
"Haan, yeh to hai. Try kar ke dekh, lekin mujhe nahi lagta aisa kuch possible hai," maine kaha.
"Tu bas dekhta ja," usne kaha aur phone kaat diya.
Main office mein baitha apne lund ko haule-haule sehla raha tha, soch mein dooba ki kya sach mein yeh kameena meri ammi ko bhi apne jaal mein phansa lega.
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