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Iron Man

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Muskan apne din ke kaam me lagi hui thi, aur har pal jaise hawa ki tarah tezi se guzar raha tha. Jab usne ghadi ki taraf dekha, toh 10 bajne wale the. Ek chhoti si bechaini ne use jhanjhor diya, aur usne aur tez pace me kaam niptaane ka faisla kiya. Kapdon ko jaldi-jaldi alag-alag karke, washing machine me dala, aur machine chalu karte hi wapas kitchen ki taraf bhagi.

Kitchen me jaake, usne subah ki bachi roti ko garam karne ke liye chulhe pe rakha. Do ande tod kar roti ke upar daale aur roti-anda paratha banane lagi. Saath hi, kuch salad bhi kaat rahi thi. Har cheez ke beech ek perfect balance banane ki koshish uska apna andaaz tha. Kaam ke is bhaag-daud me bhi, uske hothon par ek halka sa geet tha jo wo apne aap se gaa rahi thi. Shayad ye uske din ki thakan ko kam karne ka ek apna tareeqa tha.

Thodi hi der me, Muskan ka kaam nipat gaya. Khana tayar kar ke wo TV ke samne baith gayi, apne pasandida show ko lagaya aur anda-paratha khaane lagi. Khaate-khaate usne zor se awaz lagai, "Ammi, aayiye na! Din bhar soti rehti hain aap!"

Andar se kisi ki karahte hue bistar se uthne ki awaz aayi, "Aati hoon, bahu. Dekhoon toh zara, is show me aisa kya hai jo tum din bhar dekhti rehti ho."

Muskan hans kar jawab deti hai, "Ammi, aayiye! Salad bhi banaya hai, lijiye kha lijiye."

Muskan ki saas aankh idhar-udhar ghuma ke nakh hilate hue jawab deti hain, "Na baba! Ye sab nahi khana mujhe. Par ek kaam kar, mere liye chai bana de."

Muskan ne apna khana ek taraf rakha aur jaldi se uth ke chai banane chal padhi. Uski saas meanwhile TV par aankhein tikaye baith gayi. Kuch hi der me Muskan chai leke aayi, aur chai ka cup unhe thamaya. Ab dono saas-bahu TV serial me kho gayi.

Phir kuch der baad, Muskan uth kar apne purane manual washing machine ke paas gayi, aur use band dekh dhule kapdon ko dryer me daal ke start kar diya. Usne kitchen me jaake paani piya, aur garam din ki thakan mehsoos ki. Phir unhone zor se awaz lagai, "Ammi, paani aapke liye bhi le aaun?"

Saas ka jawab aaya, "Haan Muskan, le aa. Kitni garmi hai aaj!"

Muskan bolti hai, "Haan, Ammi! Pankhe me toh muh aur sukh ja raha hai. Maine Imran se kaha hai ek kamare me AC lagwa lein. Hum sab wahin so lenge."

Ispe saas ne kuch sochte hue kaha, "Muskan, agar is baar gaon ki fasal se acchi kamai hogi, toh le lena. Imran afford nahi kar payega."

Ye sun kar Muskan apna sir halki si naa me hilati hai aur halki si awaz me bolti hai, "Haan, Ammi."

Muskan ko ghar ke haal achhi tarah se maloom tha. Ek uske shauhar ki tankhwah pe 6 jan dependent the. Tabhi dryer band hone ki awaz aayi, toh Muskan jaldi se wahan gayi aur dhule kapdon ko balti me bharne lagi. Phir wo kapdon ke saath chhat pe chali gayi unhe sukhane ke liye.

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Chhat pe kapde Muskan jaldi-jaldi pasaar deti hai aur phir apna phone nikal kar Rinshu ka number dial karti hai. Kuch der intezaar karne ke baad, Rinshu phone utha leta hai.

"Hello, Rinshu! Bolo, kyun phone kar rahe the?" Muskan ne thoda thande lehze me puchha.

Samne se irritated awaz aati hai, "Sali! Kal raat phone ka jawab ab abhi, 12 baje de rahi hai?"

Muskan sidhi pe baith kar neeche dekhti hai, jaise check kar rahi ho koi neeche se aa raha ho ya nahi, aur phir dheere se bolti hai, "Haan, kal hubby sath me the. Pagal nahi hun main."

"Wo sab main nahi jaanta, sali! Main phone karun to turant uthana banta hai,"
Rinshu ka tone aur zyada chidh chuka tha.

Muskan ke chehre par gussa saaf dikhne lagta hai. Ek to garmi, upar se AC ke paise ki tension, aur teesra iska cheap boyfriend ke nakhre. Khisiya ke jawab deti hai, "Main bhi kuch nahi jaanti, waise bhi mere liye family jyada important hai."

Ispe Rinshu ki gusse bhari awaz aati hai, "Badi aayi! Sali raand, ab tere ghar aake tere family ke samne chod dunga, samjhi mujhe? Kisi ke baap se nahi darta main, khaaskar tere wo gaandu shauhar se!"

Ye sun Muskan ka dimag khol jata hai. Gusse me bolti hai, "Haat, saale! Aur mere shauhar ka naam apne muh se bhool ke bhi mat lena, nahi to..."

Rinshu chid kar bolta hai, "Nahi to kya, saali?"

Muskan tez jawab deti hai, "Nahi to tumhe main wapas coma me bhej dungi!"

Ye sunkar Rinshu hasne lagta hai. Uske sath reh-reh kar sidhi-saadhi Muskan ab baatein karne me tez-tararr ho gayi thi.

"Arre re, baby, aisa mat bolo. Accha, gussa kyun hai meri baby?" Rinshu pyar bhare lehze me bolta hai.

Muskan, uski aisi awaz sunkar, dheemi awaz me bolti hai, "W-wo... bahut garmi hai."

"Arre, aisi baat? Abhi aata hoon, saari garmi teri nikal dunga. Khush, meri baby?"
Rinshu flirting mode me aa gaya.

Muskan fir irritate ho jaati hai, "Arre, wo garmi nahi! Ekdam tharki ho tum!"

"Hahaha,"
Rinshu haste hue bolta hai.

Muskan ek thandi saans lete hue bolti hai, "Garmi bahut badh gayi hai. AC lene ke bhi paise nahi hain. Bahut pareshaan hoon, bachche theek se so bhi nahi paa rahe aajkal."

Muskan Rinshu se apni pareshani aise share kar rahi thi jaise wo uska pati ho. Udhar sadakchaap fatichar Rinshu sochta hai ki uske paas khud ek Pepsi pine ke paise nahi hote. Woh kaise Muskan ki madad karega? Phir bhi, apne macho image banane ke chakkar me bolta hai, "Baby, main kuch intezaam karta hoon."
 
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