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Chapter 83
Phone ki screen bujh kar kaali ho gayi.
Maine phone ko bistar par phenka aur dono hatheliyon ko aapas mein kaskar malne laga. Chehre par lagi choton ke bawajood mere hothon par ek teekhi, shaitani muskaan phail gayi.
Gale ke andar se ek dabi hui, zehreeli hansi nikal aayi—"Heh... bechare Abbu."
Man hi man unki halat soch kar mujhe ajeeb sa maza aa raha tha.
Wahi Abbu jinki aawaaz se kabhi poora ghar darta tha, aaj phone par kisi bache ki tarah bilakh rahe the. Meri jhoothi acting par aese yakeen kar baithe jaise unka beta unki khatir apni jaan de raha ho. Unhe lag raha tha main Akash ke aage deewar ban kar khada hoon aur maar kha raha hoon... jabki sachai yeh thi ki maine khud unki biwi ko taiyyar karke naye maalik ke bistar par bheja tha.
Aur ab woh baahar sadak par apni purani scooter ke paas baith kar darr ke maare kaanp rahe honge. Na police bula sakte the, na khandan mein kisi ko munh dikhane ke kabil bache the. Ek hi jhatke mein maine unki zabaan aur pair dono baandh diye the.
Maine ek baar phir maze se apne haath male aur kamre ke darwaze se baahar jhaanka.
Corridor ke saamne master bedroom ka darwaza band tha, aur andar se AC ki halki sarsarahat sunayi de rahi thi.
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Maine dabe paon apne kamre se qadam baahar nikale.
Poore corridor mein sannata tha. Main aahista se chalte hue master bedroom ke darwaze ke theek saamne aakar khada ho gaya.
Maine aage badh kar handle ko halka sa ghumane ki koshish ki—par darwaza hil tak nahi saka. Andar se kundi chadhi hui thi.
Dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Maine apni saans roki, gardan jhukayi aur apna daayan kaan darwaze ki thandi lakdi par sata diya.
Pehle toh bas AC ki madham sarsarahat sunayi di... par agley hi pal, kamre ke andar se aane wali geeli, narm aawaazon ne mere hosh uda diye.
*Chhhak... chhhak... thap... thap-thap!*
Lakdi ka bhaari bistar dheere-dheere charmarane ki aawaaz aa rahi thi. Dono jismon ke aapas mein takraane ki thapp-thapp aur geeli chudan ki sarsarahat lakdi ke paar saaf goonj rahi thi.
Aur uske beech Mummy ki madhosh, saans-phooli hui siskariyan...
"Aaaah... Akashhh... ufff... haaye re meri jaan..."
Mummy ki aawaaz mein aisi deewani hawas aur tadap ghuli hui thi jaise unka dam nikal raha ho:
"Aur andar... poora daal do na... ufff kitna mota hai... aahhh!"
"Dulhan ki saari sharm nikal gayi?" Papa ki bhari, thandi aur haanfti hui aawaaz goonji, saath hi ek zordaar jhatke ki aawaaz aayi—*thapp!*
"K-Kaisi sharm... aahhh... ab toh bas aapki hoon... ufff Akash aur tez... haaye..."
Mummy ke hothon se phoot-ti madhosh aahon aur bistar ki tez hoti char-charahat ne darwaze ke baahar khade mere jism mein aag laga di. Main kaan lakdi par aur kaskar sata kar saans roke sunne laga.
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Darwaze ke paar se aati un geeli thap-thap aur siskariyon ne mere jism mein aag laga di.
Mera lund pajama ke andar lohe ki tarah ainth chuka tha. Maine apna ek haath pajama ke upar se hi apne tanaav par rakh kar daba liya. Saansein bhaari aur garam hokar hothon se nikalne lagin.
Man hi man main Papa ki mardangi aur taaqat ka qayal ho gaya tha.
Kya mard tha Akash! Sirf 19 saal ki umar... par uske roab aur dab-dabe ka koi muqabla nahi tha. Ek hi jhatke mein 55 saal ke budhe shauhar ko bhaga kar, uske hi bistar par, uski 40 saal ki biwi ko aese nacha raha tha jaise shuru se sab usi ka haq ho. Har stroke, har jhatke mein ek maalik ka ikhtiyar tha jisne Ammi jaisi shareef aurat ke saare parde nooch kar use aisi deewani randi bana diya tha.
Aur Mummy...
Mummy ki un madhosh aahon ko sun kar mere raungte khade ho rahe the. Barson se Abbu ke sath sukhi aur dab kar jeene wali aurat... aaj laal saree mein dulhan ban kar sach mein khil uthi thi. Unka woh bhara-poora jism, gori chikni kamar, aur naye mard ke lund ke aage poori tarah behak jana... unka husn pehle se kahin zyada jawan aur nashila lag raha tha.
Akash jaisa zabardast mard aur Mummy jaisi rasbhari aurat... dono ka yeh jod dekh kar darwaze ke baahar khada mera wajood ek ajeeb si lazzat se bhar gaya. Main kaan darwaze se chipkaye, dono ke is naye rishte ke har ek jhatke ko mehsoos karta raha.
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Achanak kamre ke andar ki raftaar aur aawaazein be-qaboo hone lagin.
*Thadd... thadd... thadd!*
Bistar ka sarhana tezi se deewar se takraane laga tha. Geeli, tez chudan ki aawaazein corridor ke sannate ko faad rahi thin—*chhhap-chhhap-chhhap... thapp-thapp!*
Aur Mummy... ab dabi hui siskariyon ka parda poori tarah phad chuki thin.
Abbu ke bhaagne ke baad mili aazaadi ne unhe kisi be-lagaam, hawas-bhari randi mein badal diya tha. Na aawaaz dabane ka darr tha, na kisi sharm ka lehaaz. Woh khule aam, poore gale se aisi deewani aahon mein cheekh rahi thin jaise koi bhookhi kutti apne maalik ke aage bilakh rahi ho:
"Aaaahhh! Akashhh... aur zor se thoko... ufff mat ruko... haaye!"
*Chatak!*
Papa ke bhari haath ne Mummy ke gore chuutadon par zordaar thappad mara. Mummy ki siskari cheekh mein badli, par agley hi pal woh aur deewani hokar machal uthin:
"Haan aese hi maaro... ufff kitna gehra ja raha hai Akashhh... mat ruko meri jaan... aur tez... haaye..."
Bistar ki cheekhein aur Mummy ki khuleaam badtameez, behaya pukaar sun kar mere raungte khade ho gaye. Meri maa ab kisi shareef aurat jaisi nahi lag rahi thi... woh apne 19 saal ke naye mard ke neeche poori tarah azaad, wild aur bebaak randi ban kar jhoom rahi thi.
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Achanak kamre ke andar se Mummy ke gale se ek aakhri, larazti hui teekhi cheekh nikli—
"AAAAHHH... AKASHHH...!"
Saath hi Papa ke gale se ek gehri, mardaana aah nikli, aur agley hi pal... sab kuch shaant ho gaya.
Bistar ki cheekhein ek jhatke mein tham gayin. Charon taraf ek gehra sannata chha gaya.
Darwaze par kaan lagaye main saans roke khada raha. Andar se ab bas dono ki bhaari, ukhdi hui saanson ki aawaaz aa rahi thi. Koi baat-cheet nahi, koi aahat nahi... bas thaki hui, madhosh haanf.
Paanch minute tak main corridor ke sannate mein putla bana intezar karta raha.
Aur phir...
*Khatack!*
Andar se kundi khulne ki aawaaz aayi. Lakdi ka bhaari palla dheere se peeche hata, aur Mummy darwaze se baahar niklin.
Unki halat dekh kar meri saans gale mein atakk gayi.
Jism par kapde ka ek dhaaga tak nahi tha—woh poori tarah nangi thin! Saree, blouse sab kamre ke andar chhoot chuka tha. Unka gora, bhara-poora badan paseene se chamak raha tha, aur chudai ki garmi se unka seena tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha. Gaal tamtamaye hue the... par meri nazar seedha unke maathe par ja ruki.
Mummy ke baalon ke beech unki maang... Papa ke garam, safed aur gaadhe maal se lathpath thi! Ek chamakti hui boond dheere se phisal kar unke maathe par laal bindi ke theek upar tak utar aayi thi.
Maine aankhein phailaye unhe dekha.
Mummy ki nazar jaise hi mujh par padi, unke hothon par ek be-inteha shokh aur besharam muskaan khil gayi—jaise keh rahi hon ki unhone meri baat poori kar dikhayi thi.
Bina kuch bole, woh apne nange, bhaari jism ko thakan se lachkate hue seedha bathroom ki taraf badh gayin.
Main abhi unhe dekh hi raha tha ki khule darwaze ke andar se Papa ki aawaaz aayi:
"Idris."
Maine jhatke se kamre ke andar dekha.
Papa bistar par aaram se sirhane se peeth tikaye nange baithe the. Chehre par wahi be-parwah, maalikana thehraav tha.
Unhone corridor mein khade mujh par ek thandi nazar daali aur hukum diya:
"Fridge se ek thandi cola nikaal kar la."
"J-Ji Papa... abhi laya!"
Maine fauran sar jhukaya aur tezi se kitchen ki taraf badh gaya.
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Main kitchen se cola ki chilled can lekar foran master bedroom mein lauta.
Papa bistar ke kinare bilkul nange baithe the. Ek haath mein mobile tha aur unki ungliyan screen par chal rahi thin. Paseena AC ki thandi hawa mein sookh chuka tha aur dono taangon ke beech unka danda aaram ki halat mein khula pada tha.
Maine aage badh kar dono haathon se cola unki taraf badhayi: "Papa..."
Papa ne mobile se nazrein hataye bina ek haath se can pakad li. *Khatack* karke can kholi, ek lamba thanda ghoont bhara aur farsh par bikhre saamaan ki taraf ishara kiya:
"Kamra saaf kar de."
"Ji Papa." Maine bina kisi sawal ke sar jhukaya.
Papa bistar se khade hue aur haath mein cola pakde, poori tarah nange be-parwah kadmon se kamre se baahar hall ki taraf nikal gaye.
Unke jaate hi maine lagan se safaai shuru kar di. Farsh par bikhri hui chamakti laal bridal saree, blouse aur petticoat ko dhyan se uthaya aur teh laga kar almarhi mein rakha. Bistar ki silwaton se bhari chaadar—jis par chudai ke geelay nishan the—use kheenchte hue theek kiya, takiye theek jagah lagaye aur poore kamre ko saleeqe se saja diya.
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Kamre ki side table saaf karte waqt achanak meri nazar lakdi ke ek purane frame par padi.
Dhoop aur dhool mein feeki pad chuki woh Abbu aur Ammi ki 30 saal purani shaadi ki tasveer thi. Tasveer mein 25 saal ke Abbu sherwani mein bilkul sanjeeda aur akad kar khade the, aur bagal mein jawan Ammi ghoonghat ke peeche sharm se sar jhukaye khadi thin.
Mere hothon par ek shararati muskaan khil gayi. Maine bina soche woh frame haath mein uthaya aur kamre se nikal kar hall ki taraf chal diya.
Hall mein kaafi madhosh nazaara tha.
TV par match chal raha tha aur sofe par Papa aur Mummy dono bilkul nange baithe the. Papa ek haath mein thandi cola pakde aaram se sofe par peeth tikaye the, aur Mummy bilkul unse sat kar, unke baazu par apna naram gora jism tikaye baithi thin. Dono ke darmayan koi parda nahi tha.
Main dono ke saamne aakar khada ho gaya aur frame unki taraf ghuma diya:
"Papa... Mummy... yeh dekhiye."
Mummy ne tasveer dekhte hi halki si naak sikodi aur ek feeki hansi ke saath munh phera. 30 saal purana woh thanda rishta ab unhe ek be-rang khwab jaisa lag raha tha.
Maine mauka dekh kar sharaarat se kaha:
"Yeh toh purani aur be-jaan ho chuki hai... Ab jab ghar naye sire se shuru hua hai, toh kyu na aap dono ka bhi ek naya shaadi wala photoshoot ho jaye? Naye dulha-dulhan ki tarah!"
Papa ne cola ka ek ghoont bhara aur bina kisi dilchaspi ke sar jhatak diya:
"Faltu bakwaas mat kar Idris. Mujhe in nautankiyon ka koi shauq nahi hai."
Par Mummy ki aankhon mein achanak ek aisi chamak daudi jaise unki dabi hui khwaish jaag gayi ho. Unhe yeh idea be-had pasand aaya tha.
Aur tab maine apni Ammi ke husn aur unki aurat-pan ka asli jadoo dekha.
Mummy ne foran apna rukh badla. Unhone bina kisi sharm ke apne dono nange narm haath Papa ki gardan mein daal diye. Apne bhare-bhare, mulayam mammon ko Papa ke seene aur baazu par ragadte hue unhone ek aisi lachakdaar, nakhre-bhari siskari li ki koi bhi pighal jaye.
"Arey Akash... suniye na..." Mummy ne unke kaan ke paas apna chehra karke behad rasbhari, madhosh aawaaz mein manana shuru kiya: "Ek photo hi toh bol raha hai... meri khatir nahi khinchwayenge? Dekhiye na, hum dono ka joda kitna khoobsurat lagta hai... bas do-chaar achhi tasveerein le lega Idris apne phone se..."
Unka gora haath aahista se phisalta hua Papa ke nange pait aur jaangh par chala gaya, aur unke hoth Papa ke jabde aur gaal par meethi pukaar ke sath chumban chhodne lage:
"Maan jayiye na mere sher... apni Saira ki itni si baat nahi manenge? Please...?"
Unki aankhon ki deewangi, rasbhare hothon ki zid aur jism ki woh madhosh chhuvan aisi thi jise thukrana kisi mard ke bas ki baat nahi thi. Papa jo abhi tak bilkul thande the, unke hothon par bhi ek halki si, haar maan lene wali muskaan phail gayi.
Papa ne cola ki can table par rakhi aur sar hilate hue bole: "Theek hai... kar le jo karna hai."
"Ufff... thank you meri jaan!"
Mummy ne khushi se chehek kar Papa ke hothon par ek gehra chumban chhod diya.
Darwaze ke paas khada main man hi man Ammi ke is jadoo ka mureed ho gaya. 19 saal ke roabdaar maalik ko do minute mein pighla kar unhone apni baat manwa li thi.
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Abhi Mummy khushi se chehek hi rahi thin ki table par pada Papa ka phone tez vibration ke saath bajne laga.
Papa ne screen par nazar daali, sofe se khade hue aur phone kaan se lagate hue hall se thoda door, khidki ki taraf chale gaye.
Mere kaan fauran khade ho gaye. Maine dabe qadmon se do kadam aage badhaye aur dhyan se sunne laga.
Phone ke speaker se nikalne wali aawaaz sunte hi meri bhawein taddak gayin—Chand tha woh harami! Us kaminay ka naam sunte hi meri chidh badh jaati thi.
Papa bilkul aam lehje mein dheemi aawaaz mein baat kar rahe the:
"Haan Chand... sab set hai... Shaam ki party ka kya plan hai?... Haan, Saira ko bhi sath la raha hoon... bilkul, club chalenge... Tu bas intezam theek rakhna."
Papa Ammi ko kisi party club mein le jaane ki planning kar rahe the!
*Khatack.*
Papa ne call kaat diya aur palat kar wapas hall mein aa gaye. Unke chehre par wahi roabdaar maalikana thehraav tha. Unhone Mummy ki taraf dekha aur phir mujh par hukum chalaya:
"Photoshoot baad mein hoga. Idris... teri Mummy ke paas jo sabse chhoti aur bold dress ho, use nikaal aur ise taiyyar kar. Aaj shaam ise club lekar jana hai."
"J-Ji Papa..." Maine adab se sar jhukaya.
Mummy ke hoth hairani aur uttejna se aadh-khule reh gaye.
Papa kamre ke andar gaye, almarhi se apni jeans aur t-shirt pehni, chabi aur wallet jeb mein daala aur be-parwah andaaz mein ghar se baahar nikal gaye.
Hall mein ab bas main aur nangi Mummy akele reh gaye the.
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Mummy ne sofe par baithe-baithe ek gehri, thaki hui aah bhari aur apni kamar par dono haath tika kar boli:
"Idris... main thodi der bistar par seedhi ho rahi hoon. Badan ka ek-ek ang dukh raha hai mera... us ladke ne jaan hi nikaal li meri."
"Ji Mummy, jaao aaram se so jao," maine muskurate hue kaha: "Shaam ko bada hungama hona hai, thodi energy bacha kar rakho."
Mummy ne aadhi band aankhon se mujhe ek shokh nazar daali, halka sa hansi aur ladkharate kadmon se master bedroom mein jaakar bistar par girte hi gehri neend mein doob gayin. Main bhi apne kamre mein aakar aaram karne laga.
Shaam ke theek saadhe chhe baj rahe the. Khidki ke baahar dhoop dhal kar aasmaan mein surmayi andhera utar aaya tha.
Main dabe paon master bedroom mein dakhil hua. Kamre mein AC chal raha tha aur Mummy bistar par ulti leti hui be-sudh so rahi thin. Pait ke bal letne ki wajah se unke gore, bhare-poore chuutad hawa mein ubhre hue the.
Main bistar ke kinaare jhuka aur unke naram gore kandhe ko halka sa jhanjhodte hue cheheka:
"Utho maharani ji... shaam ho gayi! Tumhara sher kisi bhi waqt aata hi hoga tumhe club le jaane ke liye!"
Mummy ne aalsi andaaz mein karwat li, ek lamba angdayi ka jhatka liya jisse unki kamar lachak gayi. Unhone apni nindiya-bhari palkein uthayin aur gale par bikhre baal peeche karte hue hansi:
"Uff Idris... itni jaldi shaam ho gayi? Qasam se lag raha hai abhi do minute pehle aankh lagi thi. Poori kamar ainth rahi hai meri... us Akash ne toh bilkul nichod kar rakh diya mujhe."
"Nichod toh diya hai, par chehre ka noor dekho zara!" Maine unhe chhedte hue aage aakar kaha: "Aaine mein dekho, chudai ke baad aisi chamak aa gayi hai jaise 20 saal ki ladki ho!"
"Dhatt badmash!" Mummy ne takiya utha kar halki si chapat mere haath par maari, par unke gaalon par laali phail gayi. Unki aankhon mein wahi purani khanak laut aayi thi jo kisi jawan ladki mein apni saheli ke sath maze lene ke waqt hoti hai: "Tu na baaton se hi aadha chadhata hai mujhe! Chal bata... pehenna kya hai?"
"Wahi jo Papa bol kar gaye the... sabse short aur sabse qaatil!"
Main lapak kar almarhi ki taraf gaya. Hangers ko idhar-udhar karke maine unki wardrobe se ek aisi cheez nikaali jise dekh kar kisi ki bhi seeti baj jaye—ek jet black, strapless, ultra-short mini bodycon dress. Kapda itna chamkila aur stretchable tha ki body se chipak kar har ek curve ko bahar phenk deta tha.
Maine dress haath mein leharayi: "Yeh dekho... yeh hai aaj raat ka bam!"
Mummy ne bistar par baithe-baithe dress ko dekha aur unke hoth khule ke khule reh gaye. Unhone dono haath seene par rakh kar hairani se aawaaz nikali:
"Haye tauba! Idris... yeh kitni choti hai re! Meri aadhi se zyada jaanghein khuli rahengi... aur aage se dekh, gala kitna deep hai! Poore club mein log mujhe hi ghoorenge!"
"Toh ghoorne do na Mummy!" Maine dress unki godi mein daalte hue dono haath kamar par tika liye, meri aawaaz mein ek bebaak shararat thi: "Jab sath mein 19 saal ka jawan mard khada hoga, toh duniya ko pata chalna chahiye na ki uski aurat ka figure kaisa qaatil hai! Logon ke munh se laar tapakni chahiye, tabhi toh Papa ka roab banega!"
Mummy ne dress ko apne jism ke aage lagaya aur aaine mein dekh kar sharmili hansi ke sath boli: "Tu na sach mein bohot harami hai... meri poori sharm hi bech khai tune!"
"Sharm ka kya karna hai, chalo jaldi pehno!"
Mummy bistar se uthin aur bina kisi parde ke, mere theek saamne unhone woh tight dress apne nange jism par chadha li. Kapda unke badan par aese phisla jaise koi makhmali dori ho. Unke bhare-bhare mammon ko dress ne neeche se push kiya toh unki chaudi, gori cleavage gale tak chhalak aayi. Dress unki kamar par bilkul kass gayi aur unke bhaari, gol chuutadon par aese chaspaan hui ki unki jaanghon ke oopri hisse par aakar hi ruk gayi.
"Zara peeche ghoomo... chain lagani hai," maine kaha.
Mummy ne ghoom kar apni nangi peeth meri taraf ki. Maine aahista se unki zip upar kheenchi. Meri ungliyan unki garam, makhmali reedh ki haddi par chhuin toh unhone ek halki siskari li.
Maine unki kamar par dono haath rakh kar dress ko neeche theek kiya: "Zara aaine mein ghoom kar dekho khud ko!"
Mummy dressing table ke aage khadi hui, apne pait par haath phera aur peeche mud kar aaine mein apne chuutadon ko niharte hue fikr se poocha:
"Idris... sachi bata, chuutad zyada bade toh nahi lag rahe isme? Pata chale sab mujhe aunty samajh kar mazaak banayein!"
"Aunty?" Maine hansi rokte hue unke chuutad ke bagal mein ek halki si chutki kaati: "Aunty lagti ho tum? Itna heavy aur round shape dekh kar toh ache-acho ki pant phat jaye! Papa ka ek haath poori shaam tumhari isi kamar par chipka rehne wala hai, dekh lena!"
"Besharam kahin ka!" Mummy ne meri peeth par halka sa ghoonsa maara, par unke chehre par ajeeb sa garv aur nasha khil gaya tha. Unhe apni jawani ki taareef sun kar lazzat mil rahi thi.
"Chalo ab yahan baitho, aage ka kaam baaki hai," maine unhe stool par baithaya.
Maine unke lambe, reshmi baalon ko brush se suljhaya aur table par rakhi curling iron se unke baalon ke kinaron ko naram, bouncy curls mein dhal diya. Jab unke baal lehra kar unke nange kandhon aur gore gale par bikhre, toh unka roop ek dum badal gaya.
"Ab hilna mat," maine kaha aur unki thodi ko apni ungliyon se thoda oopri taraf uthaya.
Mummy ne aaram se apna chehra mere hawale kar diya. Unki garam saansein mere haath par pad rahi thin.
Maine unki aankhon ke neeche halka sa concealer lagaya taaki thakan ke nishan chhip jayein. Phir deep black liner se unki aankhon ke kinaron par ek sharp, teekha wing banaya aur kajal ko halka sa smudge karke unhe smokey look de diya.
"Zara aankhein kholo..."
Mummy ne palkein uthayin. Kaajal aur liner ke beech se unki bheeghi, nashili aankhein aisi qaatil lag rahi thin jaise kisi mard ka kaleja cheer dein.
"Waah re Idris..." Mummy ne aaine mein jhaank kar hairani se kaha: "Tujhe toh ladkiyon se bhi achha shringar karna aata hai! Kahan se seekha re yeh sab?"
"Bas online thoda sa dhyan diya tha," maine muskurate hue lipstick ka dabba khola: "Waise bhi tumhare jaisa canvas ho, toh koi bhi artist ban jaye!"
Maine ek dark, raseeli wine-red lipstick nikali.
"Hoth thode dheele chhodna... haan, aese."
Mummy ne apne bhare hue gulabi hoth halke se khole. Maine behad baareeki se unke nichle aur upar ke hothon par woh dark rang lagaya. Meri ungli unke gaal aur hoth ke kinare ko sahara de rahi thi.
"Ab dono hothon ko aapas mein dabao," maine hukum diya.
Mummy ne *mwah* karke hoth aapas mein milaye aur aaine mein apna reflection dekha.
Unka poora huliya kisi 40 saal ki aurat ka nahi bacha tha. Tight black dress mein ubalta hua husn, khuli gori jaanghein, deep-cut mammon ka jharokha, smokey naseeli aankhein aur wine-red raseelay hoth. Woh kisi bade sheher ke elite club ki aisi wild, azaad aur mehengi bomb lag rahi thin jiske ek ishaare par launde line laga dein.
Maine table se unka mehenga perfume uthaya aur do sprays unki nangi gardan par aur ek spray unke seene ki cleavage par chhidak diya. Gulab aur vanila ki nashaeli mehak kamre mein phail gayi.
Mummy uth khadi huin. Unhone kamar par haath rakha, aaine mein khud ko sar se pair tak dekha aur ek aisi adaa se palkein jhapkayin jisme poora jahan loot lene ka dam tha.
Unhone aage badh kar mere dono gaal haathon mein thaam liye aur mere maathe par ek meetha chumban chhodte hue madhosh lehje mein poocha:
"Sachi bol Idris... Akash ko pasand aaungi na main?"
"Pasand?" Maine dono haath baandh kar unhe garv se dekha: "Papa jab tumhe club mein leke dakhil honge na... toh club ke baki saare mard bas apni biwiyon ko bhool kar tumhe hi ghoorte rahenge. Papa ka seena chauda ho jayega ki unke bagal mein aisi apsara chal rahi hai!"
Mummy ke hothon par ek be-inteha madhosh, shokh aur mutmayeen muskaan phail gayi. Woh puri tarah taiyyar thin apne naye mard ke sath duniya ke aage be-parda hone ke liye.
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Theek saat baje gali mein bike ka bhaari engine goonja—*vrrrooom!*
Mummy ne black pencil heels pehni, purse sambhala aur tezi se baahar ki taraf lapkin. Maine jali wale darwaze se dekha—bike par baithe Papa ne Mummy ko sar se pair tak dekha aur unke hothon par ek maghroor muskaan tair gayi. Mummy bina kisi jhijhak ke bike par unke peeche chipak kar baith gayin. Tight dress unki chikni jaanghon par thodi aur upar sarak gayi, aur bike ek jhatke mein tezi se gali se nikal gayi.
Ghar mein phir se ek lamba sannata chha gaya.
Main apne kamre mein aaya aur study table par kitaabein khol kar baith gaya. Dimaag baar-baar bhatak raha tha—club ka mahol, Chand ka wahan hona, aur Ammi ka woh bebaak roop... par maine zabardasti dhyan kitaabon par lagaya aur der raat tak padhta raha.
Raat ke lagbhag ek baj rahe the.
Achanak main gate ke lohe ki khadkhadahad aur unchi, be-lagaam hansi ki aawaazein sannate ko cheerte hue ghar ke andar aane lagin.
Maine kitaab band ki aur lapak kar corridor se hall ki taraf aaya.
Main gate khula tha aur teen log andar dakhil ho rahe the—Papa, Mummy... aur unke sath wahi harami Chand!
Mummy ki halat dekh kar mere hosh ud gaye. Woh sharab ke nashe mein poori tarah tull thin. Kaajal halka sa phaila hua tha, baal bikhre the, aur unke pair ladkhara rahe the.
Woh Papa aur Chand ke theek beech mein thin. Dono ladkon ne unhe kamar se thaam rakha tha... lekin jo cheez dekh kar mera gala sookh gaya, woh Mummy ke haath the!
Nashe mein jhoomte hue Mummy ne dono haathon se un dono ladkon ki jeans ke aage unke tanaav ko kaskar jakad rakha tha! Ek haath Papa ke lund par tha aur doosra haath Chand ke lund par. Dono ke ubhaar ko mutthi mein dabochti hui woh be-sharm hansi ke sath ladkhada rahi thin:
"Ufff... kitne sakht hain dono ke... haaye re... dono sher mere sath hain aaj..."
Darwaze par khada main aankhein phade is nazaare ko dekhta reh gaya.
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Chand ki nazar jaise hi mujh par padi, uski aankhein gusse aur ghamand se chadh gayin. Usne mujhe ghoorte hue ek gandi gaali baki:
"Kya ghoor raha hai be lodu? Bada shauq hai apni maa ka tamasha dekhne ka?!"
Itna keh kar Chand ne nashe mein jhoomti Mummy ko ek jhatke se aage dhakka de diya. Mummy ladkhara kar seedha farsh par gir padin. Unke dono ghutne aur haath zameen par tik gaye aur woh ghodi ki tarah zameen par jhuk gayin. Mini dress unke bhare-poore chuutadon se sarak kar kamar tak chadh gayi, jisse unki nangi jaanghein poori tarah be-parda ho gayin. Nashe mein doobi Mummy ke munh se bas ek dheemi, be-sudh siskari nikli.
Papa be-parwah andaaz mein aage badhe aur hall ke bade sofe par aaram se dono taangein phaila kar baith gaye. Unhone apni thandi, roabdaar nazrein mujh par jamayin aur hukum diya:
"Idris... aage aa aur meri pant utaar."
"Ji Papa..."
Maine fauran sar jhukaya aur sofe ke aage farsh par ghutno ke bal baith gaya. Mere haathon ne Papa ke sneakers utaare, belt ki buckle kholi aur jeans ke button khol kar dhere-dheere unki pant ko neeche sarkaane laga.
Aur mere theek bagal mein... Chand Mummy ke sath kisi dangar ki tarah pesh aa raha tha.
Usne bina kisi lehaaz ke Mummy ke bikhre baalon ko mutthi mein jakad kar unka sar peeche kheencha. Kisi janwar ki tarah unhe ghodi banaye rakhte hue usne unke nange chuutad par ek zordaar thappad mara—*chatak!*
"Ufff... aahhh..." Mummy ke gale se nashe mein choor aah nikli.
Chand ne apni jeans ki chain kholi aur kisi dangar ki tarah unki kamar par dono haath jama kar unke jism par chadh baitha. Woh unhe kisi shareef aurat ki tarah nahi, balki be-mol janwar ki tarah ragad raha tha, aur Mummy farsh par zameen se lagi bas uske har jhatke par behaya aahon ke sath machal rahi thin.
Main Papa ke kadmon mein baitha unki jeans unki taangon se alag karte hue, apni hi aankhon ke aage yeh sab dekh kar andar tak hil chuka tha.
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Chand ne farsh par padi Mummy ko wahi chhod diya aur chalte hue sofe par aakar theek Papa ke barabar mein phail kar baith gaya. Uski aankhon mein ek ghatiya, ghamandi chamak thi.
Main farsh par ghutno ke bal baitha Papa ki pant unke pairon se alag kar chuka tha.
Chand ne sofe par aakar be-parwah andaaz mein Papa ke kandhe par haath rakha aur zameen par baithe mujhe aisi haqarat-bhari nazar se dekha jaise main koi keeda hoon:
"Kyu be lodu? Tu kya soch raha tha re? Tu aur teri maa milkar Akash ko apna bana loge aur mujhe raste se hata doge? Tujh jaise do kaudi ke chutiye ki aukaat hai Akash aur meri dosti ke beech aane ki?!"
Chand ne thahaka lagate hue apne jootay ki nok se meri thodi ko upar uthaya:
"Akash mera bhai hai! Kab se sheher ke har kone tak humne aisi-aisi ladkiyan aur raand aurtein sath mein peli hain jinka tu sapna bhi nahi dekh sakta! Saath mein shikaar karte hain hum, har maal aapas mein baant kar chodte hain! Tu kya samajh raha tha ki teri yeh 40 saal ki maa sirf Akash ki randi banegi? Akash jahan hoga, Chand wahan hoga... aur jise Akash ragdega, woh mere lund par bhi waise hi naachegi!"
Mera poora chehra sharm aur zillat ki aag mein dehak utha. Daant aapas mein pis gaye, par mere paas bolne ke liye koi lafz nahi the. Papa sofe par bilkul shaant baithe muskurate hue yeh sab sun rahe the.
Chand ne achanak apne dono pair mere seene ke theek aage patak diye:
"Chal aukaat mein reh apni bhenchod! Jaise Akash ki pant utari hai, waise hi mere joote khol aur meri pant bhi utaar! Jaldi haath chala kutte!"
Meri ungliyan thartharane lagin. Apne hi ghar ke hall mein, apni be-sudh maa ke saamne, is kaminay Chand ke aage jhukte hue maine uske joote ke feete kholna shuru kar diye.
Phone ki screen bujh kar kaali ho gayi.
Maine phone ko bistar par phenka aur dono hatheliyon ko aapas mein kaskar malne laga. Chehre par lagi choton ke bawajood mere hothon par ek teekhi, shaitani muskaan phail gayi.
Gale ke andar se ek dabi hui, zehreeli hansi nikal aayi—"Heh... bechare Abbu."
Man hi man unki halat soch kar mujhe ajeeb sa maza aa raha tha.
Wahi Abbu jinki aawaaz se kabhi poora ghar darta tha, aaj phone par kisi bache ki tarah bilakh rahe the. Meri jhoothi acting par aese yakeen kar baithe jaise unka beta unki khatir apni jaan de raha ho. Unhe lag raha tha main Akash ke aage deewar ban kar khada hoon aur maar kha raha hoon... jabki sachai yeh thi ki maine khud unki biwi ko taiyyar karke naye maalik ke bistar par bheja tha.
Aur ab woh baahar sadak par apni purani scooter ke paas baith kar darr ke maare kaanp rahe honge. Na police bula sakte the, na khandan mein kisi ko munh dikhane ke kabil bache the. Ek hi jhatke mein maine unki zabaan aur pair dono baandh diye the.
Maine ek baar phir maze se apne haath male aur kamre ke darwaze se baahar jhaanka.
Corridor ke saamne master bedroom ka darwaza band tha, aur andar se AC ki halki sarsarahat sunayi de rahi thi.
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Maine dabe paon apne kamre se qadam baahar nikale.
Poore corridor mein sannata tha. Main aahista se chalte hue master bedroom ke darwaze ke theek saamne aakar khada ho gaya.
Maine aage badh kar handle ko halka sa ghumane ki koshish ki—par darwaza hil tak nahi saka. Andar se kundi chadhi hui thi.
Dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Maine apni saans roki, gardan jhukayi aur apna daayan kaan darwaze ki thandi lakdi par sata diya.
Pehle toh bas AC ki madham sarsarahat sunayi di... par agley hi pal, kamre ke andar se aane wali geeli, narm aawaazon ne mere hosh uda diye.
*Chhhak... chhhak... thap... thap-thap!*
Lakdi ka bhaari bistar dheere-dheere charmarane ki aawaaz aa rahi thi. Dono jismon ke aapas mein takraane ki thapp-thapp aur geeli chudan ki sarsarahat lakdi ke paar saaf goonj rahi thi.
Aur uske beech Mummy ki madhosh, saans-phooli hui siskariyan...
"Aaaah... Akashhh... ufff... haaye re meri jaan..."
Mummy ki aawaaz mein aisi deewani hawas aur tadap ghuli hui thi jaise unka dam nikal raha ho:
"Aur andar... poora daal do na... ufff kitna mota hai... aahhh!"
"Dulhan ki saari sharm nikal gayi?" Papa ki bhari, thandi aur haanfti hui aawaaz goonji, saath hi ek zordaar jhatke ki aawaaz aayi—*thapp!*
"K-Kaisi sharm... aahhh... ab toh bas aapki hoon... ufff Akash aur tez... haaye..."
Mummy ke hothon se phoot-ti madhosh aahon aur bistar ki tez hoti char-charahat ne darwaze ke baahar khade mere jism mein aag laga di. Main kaan lakdi par aur kaskar sata kar saans roke sunne laga.
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Darwaze ke paar se aati un geeli thap-thap aur siskariyon ne mere jism mein aag laga di.
Mera lund pajama ke andar lohe ki tarah ainth chuka tha. Maine apna ek haath pajama ke upar se hi apne tanaav par rakh kar daba liya. Saansein bhaari aur garam hokar hothon se nikalne lagin.
Man hi man main Papa ki mardangi aur taaqat ka qayal ho gaya tha.
Kya mard tha Akash! Sirf 19 saal ki umar... par uske roab aur dab-dabe ka koi muqabla nahi tha. Ek hi jhatke mein 55 saal ke budhe shauhar ko bhaga kar, uske hi bistar par, uski 40 saal ki biwi ko aese nacha raha tha jaise shuru se sab usi ka haq ho. Har stroke, har jhatke mein ek maalik ka ikhtiyar tha jisne Ammi jaisi shareef aurat ke saare parde nooch kar use aisi deewani randi bana diya tha.
Aur Mummy...
Mummy ki un madhosh aahon ko sun kar mere raungte khade ho rahe the. Barson se Abbu ke sath sukhi aur dab kar jeene wali aurat... aaj laal saree mein dulhan ban kar sach mein khil uthi thi. Unka woh bhara-poora jism, gori chikni kamar, aur naye mard ke lund ke aage poori tarah behak jana... unka husn pehle se kahin zyada jawan aur nashila lag raha tha.
Akash jaisa zabardast mard aur Mummy jaisi rasbhari aurat... dono ka yeh jod dekh kar darwaze ke baahar khada mera wajood ek ajeeb si lazzat se bhar gaya. Main kaan darwaze se chipkaye, dono ke is naye rishte ke har ek jhatke ko mehsoos karta raha.
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Achanak kamre ke andar ki raftaar aur aawaazein be-qaboo hone lagin.
*Thadd... thadd... thadd!*
Bistar ka sarhana tezi se deewar se takraane laga tha. Geeli, tez chudan ki aawaazein corridor ke sannate ko faad rahi thin—*chhhap-chhhap-chhhap... thapp-thapp!*
Aur Mummy... ab dabi hui siskariyon ka parda poori tarah phad chuki thin.
Abbu ke bhaagne ke baad mili aazaadi ne unhe kisi be-lagaam, hawas-bhari randi mein badal diya tha. Na aawaaz dabane ka darr tha, na kisi sharm ka lehaaz. Woh khule aam, poore gale se aisi deewani aahon mein cheekh rahi thin jaise koi bhookhi kutti apne maalik ke aage bilakh rahi ho:
"Aaaahhh! Akashhh... aur zor se thoko... ufff mat ruko... haaye!"
*Chatak!*
Papa ke bhari haath ne Mummy ke gore chuutadon par zordaar thappad mara. Mummy ki siskari cheekh mein badli, par agley hi pal woh aur deewani hokar machal uthin:
"Haan aese hi maaro... ufff kitna gehra ja raha hai Akashhh... mat ruko meri jaan... aur tez... haaye..."
Bistar ki cheekhein aur Mummy ki khuleaam badtameez, behaya pukaar sun kar mere raungte khade ho gaye. Meri maa ab kisi shareef aurat jaisi nahi lag rahi thi... woh apne 19 saal ke naye mard ke neeche poori tarah azaad, wild aur bebaak randi ban kar jhoom rahi thi.
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Achanak kamre ke andar se Mummy ke gale se ek aakhri, larazti hui teekhi cheekh nikli—
"AAAAHHH... AKASHHH...!"
Saath hi Papa ke gale se ek gehri, mardaana aah nikli, aur agley hi pal... sab kuch shaant ho gaya.
Bistar ki cheekhein ek jhatke mein tham gayin. Charon taraf ek gehra sannata chha gaya.
Darwaze par kaan lagaye main saans roke khada raha. Andar se ab bas dono ki bhaari, ukhdi hui saanson ki aawaaz aa rahi thi. Koi baat-cheet nahi, koi aahat nahi... bas thaki hui, madhosh haanf.
Paanch minute tak main corridor ke sannate mein putla bana intezar karta raha.
Aur phir...
*Khatack!*
Andar se kundi khulne ki aawaaz aayi. Lakdi ka bhaari palla dheere se peeche hata, aur Mummy darwaze se baahar niklin.
Unki halat dekh kar meri saans gale mein atakk gayi.
Jism par kapde ka ek dhaaga tak nahi tha—woh poori tarah nangi thin! Saree, blouse sab kamre ke andar chhoot chuka tha. Unka gora, bhara-poora badan paseene se chamak raha tha, aur chudai ki garmi se unka seena tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha. Gaal tamtamaye hue the... par meri nazar seedha unke maathe par ja ruki.
Mummy ke baalon ke beech unki maang... Papa ke garam, safed aur gaadhe maal se lathpath thi! Ek chamakti hui boond dheere se phisal kar unke maathe par laal bindi ke theek upar tak utar aayi thi.
Maine aankhein phailaye unhe dekha.
Mummy ki nazar jaise hi mujh par padi, unke hothon par ek be-inteha shokh aur besharam muskaan khil gayi—jaise keh rahi hon ki unhone meri baat poori kar dikhayi thi.
Bina kuch bole, woh apne nange, bhaari jism ko thakan se lachkate hue seedha bathroom ki taraf badh gayin.
Main abhi unhe dekh hi raha tha ki khule darwaze ke andar se Papa ki aawaaz aayi:
"Idris."
Maine jhatke se kamre ke andar dekha.
Papa bistar par aaram se sirhane se peeth tikaye nange baithe the. Chehre par wahi be-parwah, maalikana thehraav tha.
Unhone corridor mein khade mujh par ek thandi nazar daali aur hukum diya:
"Fridge se ek thandi cola nikaal kar la."
"J-Ji Papa... abhi laya!"
Maine fauran sar jhukaya aur tezi se kitchen ki taraf badh gaya.
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Main kitchen se cola ki chilled can lekar foran master bedroom mein lauta.
Papa bistar ke kinare bilkul nange baithe the. Ek haath mein mobile tha aur unki ungliyan screen par chal rahi thin. Paseena AC ki thandi hawa mein sookh chuka tha aur dono taangon ke beech unka danda aaram ki halat mein khula pada tha.
Maine aage badh kar dono haathon se cola unki taraf badhayi: "Papa..."
Papa ne mobile se nazrein hataye bina ek haath se can pakad li. *Khatack* karke can kholi, ek lamba thanda ghoont bhara aur farsh par bikhre saamaan ki taraf ishara kiya:
"Kamra saaf kar de."
"Ji Papa." Maine bina kisi sawal ke sar jhukaya.
Papa bistar se khade hue aur haath mein cola pakde, poori tarah nange be-parwah kadmon se kamre se baahar hall ki taraf nikal gaye.
Unke jaate hi maine lagan se safaai shuru kar di. Farsh par bikhri hui chamakti laal bridal saree, blouse aur petticoat ko dhyan se uthaya aur teh laga kar almarhi mein rakha. Bistar ki silwaton se bhari chaadar—jis par chudai ke geelay nishan the—use kheenchte hue theek kiya, takiye theek jagah lagaye aur poore kamre ko saleeqe se saja diya.
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Kamre ki side table saaf karte waqt achanak meri nazar lakdi ke ek purane frame par padi.
Dhoop aur dhool mein feeki pad chuki woh Abbu aur Ammi ki 30 saal purani shaadi ki tasveer thi. Tasveer mein 25 saal ke Abbu sherwani mein bilkul sanjeeda aur akad kar khade the, aur bagal mein jawan Ammi ghoonghat ke peeche sharm se sar jhukaye khadi thin.
Mere hothon par ek shararati muskaan khil gayi. Maine bina soche woh frame haath mein uthaya aur kamre se nikal kar hall ki taraf chal diya.
Hall mein kaafi madhosh nazaara tha.
TV par match chal raha tha aur sofe par Papa aur Mummy dono bilkul nange baithe the. Papa ek haath mein thandi cola pakde aaram se sofe par peeth tikaye the, aur Mummy bilkul unse sat kar, unke baazu par apna naram gora jism tikaye baithi thin. Dono ke darmayan koi parda nahi tha.
Main dono ke saamne aakar khada ho gaya aur frame unki taraf ghuma diya:
"Papa... Mummy... yeh dekhiye."
Mummy ne tasveer dekhte hi halki si naak sikodi aur ek feeki hansi ke saath munh phera. 30 saal purana woh thanda rishta ab unhe ek be-rang khwab jaisa lag raha tha.
Maine mauka dekh kar sharaarat se kaha:
"Yeh toh purani aur be-jaan ho chuki hai... Ab jab ghar naye sire se shuru hua hai, toh kyu na aap dono ka bhi ek naya shaadi wala photoshoot ho jaye? Naye dulha-dulhan ki tarah!"
Papa ne cola ka ek ghoont bhara aur bina kisi dilchaspi ke sar jhatak diya:
"Faltu bakwaas mat kar Idris. Mujhe in nautankiyon ka koi shauq nahi hai."
Par Mummy ki aankhon mein achanak ek aisi chamak daudi jaise unki dabi hui khwaish jaag gayi ho. Unhe yeh idea be-had pasand aaya tha.
Aur tab maine apni Ammi ke husn aur unki aurat-pan ka asli jadoo dekha.
Mummy ne foran apna rukh badla. Unhone bina kisi sharm ke apne dono nange narm haath Papa ki gardan mein daal diye. Apne bhare-bhare, mulayam mammon ko Papa ke seene aur baazu par ragadte hue unhone ek aisi lachakdaar, nakhre-bhari siskari li ki koi bhi pighal jaye.
"Arey Akash... suniye na..." Mummy ne unke kaan ke paas apna chehra karke behad rasbhari, madhosh aawaaz mein manana shuru kiya: "Ek photo hi toh bol raha hai... meri khatir nahi khinchwayenge? Dekhiye na, hum dono ka joda kitna khoobsurat lagta hai... bas do-chaar achhi tasveerein le lega Idris apne phone se..."
Unka gora haath aahista se phisalta hua Papa ke nange pait aur jaangh par chala gaya, aur unke hoth Papa ke jabde aur gaal par meethi pukaar ke sath chumban chhodne lage:
"Maan jayiye na mere sher... apni Saira ki itni si baat nahi manenge? Please...?"
Unki aankhon ki deewangi, rasbhare hothon ki zid aur jism ki woh madhosh chhuvan aisi thi jise thukrana kisi mard ke bas ki baat nahi thi. Papa jo abhi tak bilkul thande the, unke hothon par bhi ek halki si, haar maan lene wali muskaan phail gayi.
Papa ne cola ki can table par rakhi aur sar hilate hue bole: "Theek hai... kar le jo karna hai."
"Ufff... thank you meri jaan!"
Mummy ne khushi se chehek kar Papa ke hothon par ek gehra chumban chhod diya.
Darwaze ke paas khada main man hi man Ammi ke is jadoo ka mureed ho gaya. 19 saal ke roabdaar maalik ko do minute mein pighla kar unhone apni baat manwa li thi.
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Abhi Mummy khushi se chehek hi rahi thin ki table par pada Papa ka phone tez vibration ke saath bajne laga.
Papa ne screen par nazar daali, sofe se khade hue aur phone kaan se lagate hue hall se thoda door, khidki ki taraf chale gaye.
Mere kaan fauran khade ho gaye. Maine dabe qadmon se do kadam aage badhaye aur dhyan se sunne laga.
Phone ke speaker se nikalne wali aawaaz sunte hi meri bhawein taddak gayin—Chand tha woh harami! Us kaminay ka naam sunte hi meri chidh badh jaati thi.
Papa bilkul aam lehje mein dheemi aawaaz mein baat kar rahe the:
"Haan Chand... sab set hai... Shaam ki party ka kya plan hai?... Haan, Saira ko bhi sath la raha hoon... bilkul, club chalenge... Tu bas intezam theek rakhna."
Papa Ammi ko kisi party club mein le jaane ki planning kar rahe the!
*Khatack.*
Papa ne call kaat diya aur palat kar wapas hall mein aa gaye. Unke chehre par wahi roabdaar maalikana thehraav tha. Unhone Mummy ki taraf dekha aur phir mujh par hukum chalaya:
"Photoshoot baad mein hoga. Idris... teri Mummy ke paas jo sabse chhoti aur bold dress ho, use nikaal aur ise taiyyar kar. Aaj shaam ise club lekar jana hai."
"J-Ji Papa..." Maine adab se sar jhukaya.
Mummy ke hoth hairani aur uttejna se aadh-khule reh gaye.
Papa kamre ke andar gaye, almarhi se apni jeans aur t-shirt pehni, chabi aur wallet jeb mein daala aur be-parwah andaaz mein ghar se baahar nikal gaye.
Hall mein ab bas main aur nangi Mummy akele reh gaye the.
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Mummy ne sofe par baithe-baithe ek gehri, thaki hui aah bhari aur apni kamar par dono haath tika kar boli:
"Idris... main thodi der bistar par seedhi ho rahi hoon. Badan ka ek-ek ang dukh raha hai mera... us ladke ne jaan hi nikaal li meri."
"Ji Mummy, jaao aaram se so jao," maine muskurate hue kaha: "Shaam ko bada hungama hona hai, thodi energy bacha kar rakho."
Mummy ne aadhi band aankhon se mujhe ek shokh nazar daali, halka sa hansi aur ladkharate kadmon se master bedroom mein jaakar bistar par girte hi gehri neend mein doob gayin. Main bhi apne kamre mein aakar aaram karne laga.
Shaam ke theek saadhe chhe baj rahe the. Khidki ke baahar dhoop dhal kar aasmaan mein surmayi andhera utar aaya tha.
Main dabe paon master bedroom mein dakhil hua. Kamre mein AC chal raha tha aur Mummy bistar par ulti leti hui be-sudh so rahi thin. Pait ke bal letne ki wajah se unke gore, bhare-poore chuutad hawa mein ubhre hue the.
Main bistar ke kinaare jhuka aur unke naram gore kandhe ko halka sa jhanjhodte hue cheheka:
"Utho maharani ji... shaam ho gayi! Tumhara sher kisi bhi waqt aata hi hoga tumhe club le jaane ke liye!"
Mummy ne aalsi andaaz mein karwat li, ek lamba angdayi ka jhatka liya jisse unki kamar lachak gayi. Unhone apni nindiya-bhari palkein uthayin aur gale par bikhre baal peeche karte hue hansi:
"Uff Idris... itni jaldi shaam ho gayi? Qasam se lag raha hai abhi do minute pehle aankh lagi thi. Poori kamar ainth rahi hai meri... us Akash ne toh bilkul nichod kar rakh diya mujhe."
"Nichod toh diya hai, par chehre ka noor dekho zara!" Maine unhe chhedte hue aage aakar kaha: "Aaine mein dekho, chudai ke baad aisi chamak aa gayi hai jaise 20 saal ki ladki ho!"
"Dhatt badmash!" Mummy ne takiya utha kar halki si chapat mere haath par maari, par unke gaalon par laali phail gayi. Unki aankhon mein wahi purani khanak laut aayi thi jo kisi jawan ladki mein apni saheli ke sath maze lene ke waqt hoti hai: "Tu na baaton se hi aadha chadhata hai mujhe! Chal bata... pehenna kya hai?"
"Wahi jo Papa bol kar gaye the... sabse short aur sabse qaatil!"
Main lapak kar almarhi ki taraf gaya. Hangers ko idhar-udhar karke maine unki wardrobe se ek aisi cheez nikaali jise dekh kar kisi ki bhi seeti baj jaye—ek jet black, strapless, ultra-short mini bodycon dress. Kapda itna chamkila aur stretchable tha ki body se chipak kar har ek curve ko bahar phenk deta tha.
Maine dress haath mein leharayi: "Yeh dekho... yeh hai aaj raat ka bam!"
Mummy ne bistar par baithe-baithe dress ko dekha aur unke hoth khule ke khule reh gaye. Unhone dono haath seene par rakh kar hairani se aawaaz nikali:
"Haye tauba! Idris... yeh kitni choti hai re! Meri aadhi se zyada jaanghein khuli rahengi... aur aage se dekh, gala kitna deep hai! Poore club mein log mujhe hi ghoorenge!"
"Toh ghoorne do na Mummy!" Maine dress unki godi mein daalte hue dono haath kamar par tika liye, meri aawaaz mein ek bebaak shararat thi: "Jab sath mein 19 saal ka jawan mard khada hoga, toh duniya ko pata chalna chahiye na ki uski aurat ka figure kaisa qaatil hai! Logon ke munh se laar tapakni chahiye, tabhi toh Papa ka roab banega!"
Mummy ne dress ko apne jism ke aage lagaya aur aaine mein dekh kar sharmili hansi ke sath boli: "Tu na sach mein bohot harami hai... meri poori sharm hi bech khai tune!"
"Sharm ka kya karna hai, chalo jaldi pehno!"
Mummy bistar se uthin aur bina kisi parde ke, mere theek saamne unhone woh tight dress apne nange jism par chadha li. Kapda unke badan par aese phisla jaise koi makhmali dori ho. Unke bhare-bhare mammon ko dress ne neeche se push kiya toh unki chaudi, gori cleavage gale tak chhalak aayi. Dress unki kamar par bilkul kass gayi aur unke bhaari, gol chuutadon par aese chaspaan hui ki unki jaanghon ke oopri hisse par aakar hi ruk gayi.
"Zara peeche ghoomo... chain lagani hai," maine kaha.
Mummy ne ghoom kar apni nangi peeth meri taraf ki. Maine aahista se unki zip upar kheenchi. Meri ungliyan unki garam, makhmali reedh ki haddi par chhuin toh unhone ek halki siskari li.
Maine unki kamar par dono haath rakh kar dress ko neeche theek kiya: "Zara aaine mein ghoom kar dekho khud ko!"
Mummy dressing table ke aage khadi hui, apne pait par haath phera aur peeche mud kar aaine mein apne chuutadon ko niharte hue fikr se poocha:
"Idris... sachi bata, chuutad zyada bade toh nahi lag rahe isme? Pata chale sab mujhe aunty samajh kar mazaak banayein!"
"Aunty?" Maine hansi rokte hue unke chuutad ke bagal mein ek halki si chutki kaati: "Aunty lagti ho tum? Itna heavy aur round shape dekh kar toh ache-acho ki pant phat jaye! Papa ka ek haath poori shaam tumhari isi kamar par chipka rehne wala hai, dekh lena!"
"Besharam kahin ka!" Mummy ne meri peeth par halka sa ghoonsa maara, par unke chehre par ajeeb sa garv aur nasha khil gaya tha. Unhe apni jawani ki taareef sun kar lazzat mil rahi thi.
"Chalo ab yahan baitho, aage ka kaam baaki hai," maine unhe stool par baithaya.
Maine unke lambe, reshmi baalon ko brush se suljhaya aur table par rakhi curling iron se unke baalon ke kinaron ko naram, bouncy curls mein dhal diya. Jab unke baal lehra kar unke nange kandhon aur gore gale par bikhre, toh unka roop ek dum badal gaya.
"Ab hilna mat," maine kaha aur unki thodi ko apni ungliyon se thoda oopri taraf uthaya.
Mummy ne aaram se apna chehra mere hawale kar diya. Unki garam saansein mere haath par pad rahi thin.
Maine unki aankhon ke neeche halka sa concealer lagaya taaki thakan ke nishan chhip jayein. Phir deep black liner se unki aankhon ke kinaron par ek sharp, teekha wing banaya aur kajal ko halka sa smudge karke unhe smokey look de diya.
"Zara aankhein kholo..."
Mummy ne palkein uthayin. Kaajal aur liner ke beech se unki bheeghi, nashili aankhein aisi qaatil lag rahi thin jaise kisi mard ka kaleja cheer dein.
"Waah re Idris..." Mummy ne aaine mein jhaank kar hairani se kaha: "Tujhe toh ladkiyon se bhi achha shringar karna aata hai! Kahan se seekha re yeh sab?"
"Bas online thoda sa dhyan diya tha," maine muskurate hue lipstick ka dabba khola: "Waise bhi tumhare jaisa canvas ho, toh koi bhi artist ban jaye!"
Maine ek dark, raseeli wine-red lipstick nikali.
"Hoth thode dheele chhodna... haan, aese."
Mummy ne apne bhare hue gulabi hoth halke se khole. Maine behad baareeki se unke nichle aur upar ke hothon par woh dark rang lagaya. Meri ungli unke gaal aur hoth ke kinare ko sahara de rahi thi.
"Ab dono hothon ko aapas mein dabao," maine hukum diya.
Mummy ne *mwah* karke hoth aapas mein milaye aur aaine mein apna reflection dekha.
Unka poora huliya kisi 40 saal ki aurat ka nahi bacha tha. Tight black dress mein ubalta hua husn, khuli gori jaanghein, deep-cut mammon ka jharokha, smokey naseeli aankhein aur wine-red raseelay hoth. Woh kisi bade sheher ke elite club ki aisi wild, azaad aur mehengi bomb lag rahi thin jiske ek ishaare par launde line laga dein.
Maine table se unka mehenga perfume uthaya aur do sprays unki nangi gardan par aur ek spray unke seene ki cleavage par chhidak diya. Gulab aur vanila ki nashaeli mehak kamre mein phail gayi.
Mummy uth khadi huin. Unhone kamar par haath rakha, aaine mein khud ko sar se pair tak dekha aur ek aisi adaa se palkein jhapkayin jisme poora jahan loot lene ka dam tha.
Unhone aage badh kar mere dono gaal haathon mein thaam liye aur mere maathe par ek meetha chumban chhodte hue madhosh lehje mein poocha:
"Sachi bol Idris... Akash ko pasand aaungi na main?"
"Pasand?" Maine dono haath baandh kar unhe garv se dekha: "Papa jab tumhe club mein leke dakhil honge na... toh club ke baki saare mard bas apni biwiyon ko bhool kar tumhe hi ghoorte rahenge. Papa ka seena chauda ho jayega ki unke bagal mein aisi apsara chal rahi hai!"
Mummy ke hothon par ek be-inteha madhosh, shokh aur mutmayeen muskaan phail gayi. Woh puri tarah taiyyar thin apne naye mard ke sath duniya ke aage be-parda hone ke liye.
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Theek saat baje gali mein bike ka bhaari engine goonja—*vrrrooom!*
Mummy ne black pencil heels pehni, purse sambhala aur tezi se baahar ki taraf lapkin. Maine jali wale darwaze se dekha—bike par baithe Papa ne Mummy ko sar se pair tak dekha aur unke hothon par ek maghroor muskaan tair gayi. Mummy bina kisi jhijhak ke bike par unke peeche chipak kar baith gayin. Tight dress unki chikni jaanghon par thodi aur upar sarak gayi, aur bike ek jhatke mein tezi se gali se nikal gayi.
Ghar mein phir se ek lamba sannata chha gaya.
Main apne kamre mein aaya aur study table par kitaabein khol kar baith gaya. Dimaag baar-baar bhatak raha tha—club ka mahol, Chand ka wahan hona, aur Ammi ka woh bebaak roop... par maine zabardasti dhyan kitaabon par lagaya aur der raat tak padhta raha.
Raat ke lagbhag ek baj rahe the.
Achanak main gate ke lohe ki khadkhadahad aur unchi, be-lagaam hansi ki aawaazein sannate ko cheerte hue ghar ke andar aane lagin.
Maine kitaab band ki aur lapak kar corridor se hall ki taraf aaya.
Main gate khula tha aur teen log andar dakhil ho rahe the—Papa, Mummy... aur unke sath wahi harami Chand!
Mummy ki halat dekh kar mere hosh ud gaye. Woh sharab ke nashe mein poori tarah tull thin. Kaajal halka sa phaila hua tha, baal bikhre the, aur unke pair ladkhara rahe the.
Woh Papa aur Chand ke theek beech mein thin. Dono ladkon ne unhe kamar se thaam rakha tha... lekin jo cheez dekh kar mera gala sookh gaya, woh Mummy ke haath the!
Nashe mein jhoomte hue Mummy ne dono haathon se un dono ladkon ki jeans ke aage unke tanaav ko kaskar jakad rakha tha! Ek haath Papa ke lund par tha aur doosra haath Chand ke lund par. Dono ke ubhaar ko mutthi mein dabochti hui woh be-sharm hansi ke sath ladkhada rahi thin:
"Ufff... kitne sakht hain dono ke... haaye re... dono sher mere sath hain aaj..."
Darwaze par khada main aankhein phade is nazaare ko dekhta reh gaya.
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Chand ki nazar jaise hi mujh par padi, uski aankhein gusse aur ghamand se chadh gayin. Usne mujhe ghoorte hue ek gandi gaali baki:
"Kya ghoor raha hai be lodu? Bada shauq hai apni maa ka tamasha dekhne ka?!"
Itna keh kar Chand ne nashe mein jhoomti Mummy ko ek jhatke se aage dhakka de diya. Mummy ladkhara kar seedha farsh par gir padin. Unke dono ghutne aur haath zameen par tik gaye aur woh ghodi ki tarah zameen par jhuk gayin. Mini dress unke bhare-poore chuutadon se sarak kar kamar tak chadh gayi, jisse unki nangi jaanghein poori tarah be-parda ho gayin. Nashe mein doobi Mummy ke munh se bas ek dheemi, be-sudh siskari nikli.
Papa be-parwah andaaz mein aage badhe aur hall ke bade sofe par aaram se dono taangein phaila kar baith gaye. Unhone apni thandi, roabdaar nazrein mujh par jamayin aur hukum diya:
"Idris... aage aa aur meri pant utaar."
"Ji Papa..."
Maine fauran sar jhukaya aur sofe ke aage farsh par ghutno ke bal baith gaya. Mere haathon ne Papa ke sneakers utaare, belt ki buckle kholi aur jeans ke button khol kar dhere-dheere unki pant ko neeche sarkaane laga.
Aur mere theek bagal mein... Chand Mummy ke sath kisi dangar ki tarah pesh aa raha tha.
Usne bina kisi lehaaz ke Mummy ke bikhre baalon ko mutthi mein jakad kar unka sar peeche kheencha. Kisi janwar ki tarah unhe ghodi banaye rakhte hue usne unke nange chuutad par ek zordaar thappad mara—*chatak!*
"Ufff... aahhh..." Mummy ke gale se nashe mein choor aah nikli.
Chand ne apni jeans ki chain kholi aur kisi dangar ki tarah unki kamar par dono haath jama kar unke jism par chadh baitha. Woh unhe kisi shareef aurat ki tarah nahi, balki be-mol janwar ki tarah ragad raha tha, aur Mummy farsh par zameen se lagi bas uske har jhatke par behaya aahon ke sath machal rahi thin.
Main Papa ke kadmon mein baitha unki jeans unki taangon se alag karte hue, apni hi aankhon ke aage yeh sab dekh kar andar tak hil chuka tha.
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Chand ne farsh par padi Mummy ko wahi chhod diya aur chalte hue sofe par aakar theek Papa ke barabar mein phail kar baith gaya. Uski aankhon mein ek ghatiya, ghamandi chamak thi.
Main farsh par ghutno ke bal baitha Papa ki pant unke pairon se alag kar chuka tha.
Chand ne sofe par aakar be-parwah andaaz mein Papa ke kandhe par haath rakha aur zameen par baithe mujhe aisi haqarat-bhari nazar se dekha jaise main koi keeda hoon:
"Kyu be lodu? Tu kya soch raha tha re? Tu aur teri maa milkar Akash ko apna bana loge aur mujhe raste se hata doge? Tujh jaise do kaudi ke chutiye ki aukaat hai Akash aur meri dosti ke beech aane ki?!"
Chand ne thahaka lagate hue apne jootay ki nok se meri thodi ko upar uthaya:
"Akash mera bhai hai! Kab se sheher ke har kone tak humne aisi-aisi ladkiyan aur raand aurtein sath mein peli hain jinka tu sapna bhi nahi dekh sakta! Saath mein shikaar karte hain hum, har maal aapas mein baant kar chodte hain! Tu kya samajh raha tha ki teri yeh 40 saal ki maa sirf Akash ki randi banegi? Akash jahan hoga, Chand wahan hoga... aur jise Akash ragdega, woh mere lund par bhi waise hi naachegi!"
Mera poora chehra sharm aur zillat ki aag mein dehak utha. Daant aapas mein pis gaye, par mere paas bolne ke liye koi lafz nahi the. Papa sofe par bilkul shaant baithe muskurate hue yeh sab sun rahe the.
Chand ne achanak apne dono pair mere seene ke theek aage patak diye:
"Chal aukaat mein reh apni bhenchod! Jaise Akash ki pant utari hai, waise hi mere joote khol aur meri pant bhi utaar! Jaldi haath chala kutte!"
Meri ungliyan thartharane lagin. Apne hi ghar ke hall mein, apni be-sudh maa ke saamne, is kaminay Chand ke aage jhukte hue maine uske joote ke feete kholna shuru kar diye.
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Maine Chand ke dhool se bhare joote ke feete khole aur jhatke se joote kheench kar ek taraf patak diye. Moze se aati paseene aur sadak ki teekhi badboo ne mere naak ke nathsne sikod diye, par mere paas peeche hatne ka koi raasta nahi tha.
Chand ne apna ganda talwa seedha mere seene par tikaya aur thoda dabaav daalte hue ghurraya:
"Joote toh nikal gaye lodu... ab pajama khol! Dekh kya raha hai, naada khol iska!"
Maine thook nigla. Meri kaanpti ungliyan Chand ke dhiley cotton pajama ke naade par gayin. Uski kamar par hath lagte hi gandi bidi aur saste deodrant ki mehak mere chehre par aakar lagi. Maine jhatke se naada khol kar pajama aur uska neela kachha ek sath neeche kheench diya.
*Phapp!*
Pajama neeche sarakte hi Chand ka mota lund jhatke se azaad hokar bahar ucchla.
Naso se ainthta hua an-ghad ling... aage ka topa geela aur baasi paseene ki chamak liye seedha mere chehre ke chand inch door hawa mein jhul raha tha.
Sofe par theek uske bagal mein Papa baithe the—upar t-shirt pehne, neeche se bilkul nange, kamar se sirhana tikaye, ek taang doosri par chadhaye bilkul shaant. Papa ka lund kaala, mota, behad tagda aur lohe ki tarah ainth kar tana hua tha, jisme ek maalik ka thehraav aur roab tha. Aur bagal mein Chand ka mota, aakramak aur jungli lund kisi kachhi lathi ki tarah jhul raha tha.
Chand ne achanak aage jhuk kar apne lund ko mutthi mein jakda, do baar tezi se aage-peeche jhatka diya aur supaade ka garam, mota topa mere soojhe hue gaal par ragad diya.
"Kyu be bhenchod..." Chand ki aawaz mein zehreela ghamand ubal raha tha: "Bohot ghoor raha hai niche se? Chal bata... kiska lund zyada tagda lagta hai tujhe? Mera ya tere is naye baap Akash ka?"
Mera jism sunn pad gaya. Gaal par uske garam tope ki chipchipahat lag rahi thi, aur meri aankhein dono laundon ke taangon ke beech ghoom rahi thin.
Chand ne thodi par apne lund se halki si chapat mari aur hasha:
"Bol na harami! Sharma kyu raha hai? Teri maa toh dono ko mutthi mein bhar ke aayi hai club se... tu bata, teri Ammi ki faadne ke liye kiska lund zyada qaatil hai? Iska yeh kaala sariya, ya mera yeh desi musal?"
Papa ne sofe par aaram se gardan ghumayi, hothon par wahi thandi, be-parwah muskaan tair gayi. Unhone ek nazar Chand par daali aur phir mujh par:
"Poochne ka koi faayda nahi hai Chand... yeh bolne ke liye nahi, bas dekhne aur sehne ke liye paida hua hai."
Papa ki thandi aawaz sun kar Chand ka thahaka poore hall mein goonj gaya:
"Sahi bol raha hai bhai! Iske saamne hi iski maa ko ulat-palat kar pelenge, tab is lodu ko khud andaza ho jayega ki kiska hathiyar kitna andar tak ghusta hai!"
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Dono sofe par bilkul barabar mein thaska jamaye baith gaye.
Chand ne apni chaudi, baalon se bhari taangein phaila rakhi thin aur uska mota lund hawa mein jhool raha tha. Uske theek bagal mein Papa t-shirt pehne, aaram se sofe ki back par kohni tikaye baithe the. Unka kaala, mota aur lohe jaisa tagda hathiyar bina hile seedha chhat ki taraf taana hua tha—ek aesa khaufnak sariya jiske aage Chand ka jungli auzaar bhi feeka pad raha tha.
Aur unke kadmon se chand foot door... farsh par Mummy be-sudh padi thin. Mini black dress unke gore chuutadon ke oopar tak chhadhi hui thi aur sharab ke nashe mein unka seena tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha.
Main farsh par ghutno ke bal baitha saans roke dono mardon ko dekh raha tha.
Tabhi Papa ne apni thandi, roabdaar nazrein mujh par tikayin aur aaram se hukum diya:
"Idris... kitchen se jam ki sheeshi leke aa."
Mera gala sookh gaya. "J-Jam, Papa...?"
"Suna nahi tune?" Papa ki aawaz mein halka sa dabav aaya: "Ja, jaldi lekar aa."
"J-Ji Papa... abhi laya."
Maine foran sar jhukaya aur ladkharate kadmon se kitchen ki taraf bhaaga. Fridge khol kar maine laal mixed fruit jam ka dabba nikaala aur wapas hall mein laut aaya.
Papa ne apni dono taangon ko thoda aur phaila liya. Chand ne shaitani hansi ke saath Papa ki taraf dekha aur phir mujh par ghoor kar apni jaanghein bhi chaudi kar deen.
"Dakkan khol," Papa ne aadesh diya: "Aur apni ungliyon se hum dono ke lund par achhe se lep laga... topay se lekar jad tak. Kanjusi mat karna."
Chand ka ghatiya thahaka phir goonja: "Arey waah Akash bhai! Meetha khane ki aadat lagwa rahe ho Khala ko!"
Mere haath kaanp rahe the. Maine sheeshi ka dhakkan khola. Thandi, laal aur chipchipi fruit jam ki meethi khushboo hawa mein phail gayi.
Main sofe ke theek aage, dono ke kadmon ke darmayan ghutno par jhuk gaya. Maine apni teen ungliyan jam ke dabbe mein daalin aur gaadha laal jam ungliyon par lapet kar pehle Papa ke lund ki taraf badhaya.
Meri ungliyon ne Papa ke kaale, garam aur lohe jaise sakht lund ko chhua toh mere raungte khade ho gaye. Lund aag ki tarah dehak raha tha. Thanda, meetha aur laal jam Papa ke kaale sariye par phisalte hue unki garam chamdi par pighalne laga. Maine unke bade, ubhre hue tope par jam ka mota lep lagaya aur phir ungliyon ko neeche jad tak sarkaate hue unke poore kaale hathiyar ko laal rang se chamka diya.
Papa ne ek gehri, mardaana aah bhari, par unke chehre par wahi be-reham thehraav bana raha.
"Ab mera bhi le lodu!" Chand ne ghurrate hue apna ling aage jhatak diya: "Dekh kya raha hai, daba kar laga!"
Maine dobara jam mein ungliyan ghopeen aur Chand ke mote, an-ghad lund par lagana shuru kiya. Uske jism se aati paseene ki garmi aur jam ki meethi mehak aapas mein mil gayi. Chand ne ek haath mere sar ke baalon par rakha aur dabaav daalte hue bola:
"Haan... aese hi mal saale! Topay par thoda aur thop... Khala jab apni naram jeebh se yeh jam chaat-chaat kar saaf karegi na, tab aayega asli maza!"
Dono lund ab laal, chipchipe aur chamakte hue jam se poori tarah lathpath ho chuke the. Ek kaala lohe jaisa sariya aur doosra mota jungli musal... dono mere haathon se meethay zaaiqe mein saj chuke the, aur farsh par padi meri maa bas kuch hi faasle par be-hosh hawas mein karwat le rahi thi.
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Dono ke jam se chamakte lund dekh kar Chand ne sar peeche phenk kar zordaar thahaka lagaya:
"Hahaha! Bhenchod kya nazaara hai! Dekh Akash bhai... lag raha hai kisi restaurant ki meethi dish paros ke rakhi ho!"
Papa ke hothon par bhi ek dabi hui, mardaana hasi tair gayi. Un dono ke thahakon ke beech, farsh par ghutno ke bal baithe mere gale se bhi ek dabi hui, jhijhakti aur sharmili hasi phoot padi—"Heh... heh..."
Chand ne meri peeth par halki si thapki maari aur haste hue bola:
"Bada maza aa raha hai saale tujhe bhi apni maa ki sewa dekh kar! Chal ab daant nikaalna band kar aur utha apni maa ko!"
Papa ne aaram se sofe par peeth tikaye hue hukum diya:
"Idris... ja Saira ko utha. Nashe se baahar nikaal aur ghutno ke bal yahan lekar aa. Bol use ki uska dessert taiyyar hai."
"J-Ji Papa..."
Maine jam ki sheeshi table par rakhi aur farsh par ghutno ke bal sarkate hue Mummy ke paas pahuncha.
Mummy farsh par pait ke bal ulti padi thin. Sharab ke nashe ne unke bhare-poore jism ko bilkul dhel-dhala aur be-hosh kar diya tha. Mini dress unke gore chuutadon ke bilkul upar chadh chuki thi, jisse unki nangi jaanghein aur gaand ki chaudi gori lachak khuli chamak rahi thi.
Maine aage jhuk kar unke naram, gore kandhe par haath rakha aur dheere se jhanjhoda:
"Mummy... utho... Mummy, aankhein kholo."
Mummy ke hothon se ek behosh si karah nikli: "Uff... kya hai re Idris... sone de na... badan toot raha hai mera..."
"Utho Mummy, dekho sofe par dono tumhara intezar kar rahe hain," maine unki kamar aur peeth ko sahara dete hue kaha.
Maine unke dono kandhon ke neeche haath daal kar unka bhari, gora jism farsh se thoda upar uthaya. Mummy ne ladkharate hue apni bhari palkein uthayin. Kaajal thoda phaila hua tha, baal bikhre the, aur unke gale se mehenge perfume ke sath sharab ki teekhi mehak aa rahi thi.
"A-Akash...?" Unke hothon se nashedi pukaar nikli.
Maine unhe sahara dekar ghutno ke bal sofe ke theek beech mein lakar bithaya. Mummy ka bhari jism aage ki taraf jhul raha tha, unki aankhein aadhi band thin aur chehre par gehri nindiya aur sharab ka bhari khumaar chhaya hua tha.
Lekin jaise hi unke hothon ke theek aage dono lund aaye—laal, geelay aur meethay jam se chamakte hue—Mummy ke hothon par ek ajeeb si madhosh, be-sudh muskaan khil gayi.
Nashe mein choor, aadhi soyi hui halat mein unhe jaise hosh hi nahi tha ki kahan hain aur kya kar rahi hain. Unhone kisi bhookhe bache ki tarah apni gulabi jeebh baahar nikali.
*Chhlup!*
Pehle unhone Papa ke kaale, lohe jaise lund ke mote tope par jami hui jam ki moti parat par apni gili jeebh pheri. Meetha fruit jam aur Papa ke garam ling ka tanna hua zaiqa unki zabaan par lagte hi Mummy ke gale se ek gehri, rasbhari siskari phooti:
"Ummm... k-kitna meetha hai... candy jaisa... ufff..."
Bina ruke, unhone dono haathon ka sahara sofe par tikaya aur Papa ke kaale hathiyar ko aage se apne wine-red hothon mein bhar liya. Aadhi band aankhon se, be-hosh si halat mein woh unke tope ko kisi lollipop ki tarah chusne aur chaatne lagin—*chhhup... shhhlooop... slurp!* Unki thook aur pighalta hua laal jam Papa ke kaale sariye se phisal kar Mummy ki thodi aur gaalon par behne laga.
"Arey waah Saira... aese hi chaat," Papa ne unke reshmi baalon mein apni ungliyan phansate hue ek thandi saans bhari.
Tabhi Chand ne apna mota musal unke gaal ke doosri taraf sata diya: "Oye Khala! Idhar bhi dhyan do, doosri candy toh yahan hai!"
Nashe mein jhoomti Mummy ne aadhi aankhein kholin, hothon se Papa ka lund *pop* ki aawaaz ke saath baahar nikala aur foran Chand ke jam-bhare lund par toot padin. Unki zabaan Chand ke an-ghad tope ko charon taraf se laplapate hue chaatne lagi. Woh baari-baari se kabhi Papa ke kaale sariye ko poora munh mein bhar kar geela chustin, toh kabhi Chand ke mote musal ko gale tak kheench kar candy ki tarah ras choosti thin—*ghut... slurp-slurp... chhhap!* Dono hathiyar unke munh ke ras aur meethay jam mein lathpath hokar chamakne lage.
Farsh ke kone par baitha main apni 40 saal ki maa ko do 19 saal ke laundon ke beech aese aadhi neend mein lund chooste dekh kar dimaag se sunn ho chuka tha.
Par sharab ka nasha aur thakan hadd se zyada bhaari thi.
Achanak, chuste-chuste Mummy ki raftaar dheemi padne lagi. Unka sar bhari hokar Papa ki jaangh par ludhak gaya. Hothon se Chand ka lund phisla, aur laar aur pighle hue jam ki ek moti, chamakti hui taar unke hothon se lekar Chand ke supaade tak kheenchi reh gayi.
Mummy ki aankhein poori tarah band ho gayin. Ek gehri, thaki hui saans ke saath woh sofe par dono mardon ke taangon ke beech be-sudh hokar gehri neend mein doob gayin.
Chand ne has kar unke sar par thapki maari: "Hahaha! Dekho Akash bhai... Khala toh bilkul dhedh ho gayi! Nasta khatam karne se pehle hi behosh ho gayi saali!"
Papa ne aage jhuk kar Mummy ke chehre ko dekha, unke hothon par phaila jam dekha aur aaram se sofe se khade hue. Unhone Chand se kaha:
"Chal, ise utha... kamre mein le chalte hain."
Chand ne fauran apne dono haathon se Mummy ki nangi, bhari jaanghon aur chuutadon ke neeche se pakad kar unhe uthaya, aur Papa ne Mummy ke naram kandhon aur kamar ko apni baahon mein thaam liya. Mini dress unke jism par aur upar chhadh chuki thi, jisse unki gori, bhari-poori gaand poori tarah hawa mein nangi latak rahi thi.
Dono ladke Mummy ke be-sudh, bhari jism ko utha kar corridor se hote hue seedha master bedroom ki taraf badh gaye, aur main unke peeche-peeche dabe paon chalne laga.
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Poori raat mere dimaag mein aag lagi rahi.
Main apne kamre ke bistar par pada karwatein badalta raha, par neend ka ek jhonka tak nahi aaya. Master bedroom ka darwaza band tha, par andar se aati geeli, narm sarsarahat, bistar ki char-charahat aur beech-beech mein Chand ke gande thahake mere kaano ko cheerte rahe. Sharab ke nashe mein dhedh Mummy ko dono ne bistar par kaise nochha hoga, yeh khayal mere jism mein ajeeb si lazzat aur aag bhar raha tha. Subah ki azaan ke waqt kahin ja kar meri thaki hui aankhein lagi thin.
Jab aankh khuli... toh sir kisi lohe ke hathode ki tarah dukh raha tha.
Maine aadhi band aankhon se deewar ki taraf dekha—khidki ke parde cheer kar aati dhoop seedha mere bistar ke aage farsh par dhal chuki thi. Maine tezi se phone utha kar time dekha.
Dopahar ke theek baarah baj rahe the!
Main itni der tak be-sudh sota raha tha. Maine bistar se pair neeche utare, sar jhukaya aur aahista se apne kamre ka darwaza khol kar baahar corridor mein jhaanka.
Socha tha raat ka toofan tham chuka hoga aur woh harami Chand ja chuka hoga... par corridor mein kadam rakhte hi mera dimaag sunn pad gaya.
Hall mein bidi ke kadwe dhuen ki baasi badboo phaili hui thi. Aur dining table aur kitchen ke platform par nigaah padte hi mere raungte khade ho gaye.
Table par aur zameen par dher saari groceries aur rashan ke bhaari thele bikhre pade the—atta, daal, tel ke can, mehenge fruits, dher saare ande, aur sath mein beedi aur cigarettes ke poore bundle! Saaf pata chal raha tha ki koi yahan se jaane nahi wala tha... balki us harami Chand ne yahan poori tarah apna dera daal liya tha!
Yeh dekh kar mere andar khauf aur gusse ki lehar daud gayi.
Chand ko yahan se nikalna zaroori tha, par bina kisi hungame ke. Aur sabse pehle... Ammi ko poori tarah lachar karna tha.
Maine foran dabe kadmon se apne kamre mein wapas aakar darwaza andar se bheench liya. Jeb se mobile nikaala aur seedha Abbu ka number dial kar diya.
*TRRR... TRRR...*
Doosri taraf se Abbu ne pehli hi ghanti par call utha liya. Unki aawaaz mein wahi be-chaini aur laachaari bhari hui thi:
"Idris?! Idris bol beta... sab theek hai wahan?! Raat se mera kaleja phat raha hai beta!"
Maine apni aawaaz ko behad dabi hui, sanjeeda aur hoshiyaar sarsarahat mein badal diya:
"Abbu... meri baat dhyan se suniye. Aawaaz neechi rakhiye, main bohot mushkil se chup kar call kar raha hoon."
"Haan beta bol... kya hua?!"
"Abbu, agar hume un logon ko jhukana hai aur Ammi ko unke qabze se todna hai... toh sabse pehle unka sabse bada sahara chheenna hoga—paisa!" Maine unke kaan mein zeher gholte hue yaad dilaya: "Aap toh khud bank mein hain Abbu, poora banking system aapke haath mein hai! Ammi ko lagta hai unke paas aapki kamai aur joint account ka sahara hai... Woh aapke paise par aish kar rahi hain!"
"H-Haan..." Abbu ne jhatke se socha.
"Aap bina ek pal ganwaye foran apni branch ke staff ko bolkar ya system par baith kar kaam kijiye!" Maine aage aag lagayi: "Ammi ka naam apne joint account se foran hatwaiye! Unke naam ka debit card aur ATM turant block karwa kar unka sara access freeze kar dijiye! Ek naya paisa unke haath mein nahi aana chahiye! Jab unki jeb mein ek phooti kauri nahi bachegi, toh unka saara ghamand toot kar zameen par aa girega!"
Doosri taraf Abbu jaise badle ki aag aur apne banker hone ke roab mein jhoom uthe:
"Tu bilkul sach keh raha hai mere sher! Main toh gusse mein apna sabse bada hathiyar bhool hi gaya tha! Main abhi branch phone karke system se us be-sharm aurat ka naam account se uda deta hoon, aur uska ATM abhi hotlist karwata hoon! Ek kauri nahi nikaal payegi woh! Tu bas andar khabar rakh beta, main system se hi unki kamar todta hoon!"
"Ji Abbu... jaldi kijiye. Main phone rakh raha hoon."
Maine call kaat di.
Screen kaali hote hi mere soojhe hue hothon par ek teekhi, shaitani muskaan tair gayi. Abbu ko lag raha tha woh badla le rahe hain... jabki unhe andaza bhi nahi tha ki unhone khud apne haathon se Ammi ke aakhiri sahare ko kaat diya tha. Ab Ammi ke paas na paisa bacha tha, na shauhar... woh poori tarah se Akash ke rehem-o-karam aur uske lund ki mohtaaj ban chuki thin.
Maine phone jeb mein daala, chehre par aam shararat aur be-parwahi laayi aur kamre se nikal kar hall mein aa gaya.
Hall mein TV par tezi se gaane chal rahe the.
Sofe par Chand banyan aur neele pajama mein dono taangein table par tika kar aaram se phaila baitha tha. Ek haath mein bidi sulag rahi thi aur doosre haath se remote daba raha tha. Table par ande ke chilke aur chai ka cup pada tha.
Mujhe dekhte hi usne bidi ka dhuan meri taraf chhodte hue ghatiya hansi hasi:
"Aa gaya nawabzada? Dopahar ke baarah baje neend khul rahi hai teri! Bada thak gaya tha kya raat ko jam malte-malte?"
Maine un bikhre hue groceries ke thelon aur Chand ke aaram ko dekhte hue pucha:
"Papa kahan hain...?"
Chand ne bidi ka lamba kash kheencha aur be-parwah andaaz mein bola:
"Akash bhai college gaye hain. Unka koi mock exam tha aaj... padhaku banda hai na tera naya baap, exam nahi chhodta. Bol kar gaye hain do ghante mein nipat kar wapas aayenge." Chand ne mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha aur ek shaitani muskaan ke saath aage jhuka: "Tab tak... poore makaan mein mera raaj hai!"
"Aur... Ammi kahan hain?" Maine aahista se poocha, meri nazrein corridor ke aage master bedroom ke aadhe khule darwaze ki taraf gayi thin.
Chand ne bidi ka thoda sa bacha hua hissa table par rakhi katori mein masla aur zor se hasha:
"Kahan hogi saali... bistar par dhedh padi hai! Sharab ka aisa bhari hangover chadha hai ki sar tak nahi utha pa rahi. Raat ko club ki daaru aur hum dono ke tagde lundon ne aisi kamar todi hai uski ki shaam tak bistar se hilne ki aukaat nahi hai uski!"
Maine dabe paon master bedroom ke darwaze ke paas jaakar halka sa andar jhaanka.
Kamre ke andar AC ki thandi hawa mein Mummy bistar par ulti leti hui be-sudh so rahi thin. Black mini dress unki peeth par bikhri hui thi, ek gora kandha poori tarah nanga tha aur unke bikhre baal takiye par faile the. Chehre par sharab ke hangover ka gehra khumaar tha, gaal tamtamaye hue the aur hothon ke kinare abhi bhi thodi soojan aur laali chamak rahi thi. Neend mein hi unke hothon se ek dheemi, dard-bhari siskari nikal rahi thi jaise sar aur badan dono aag ki tarah dukh rahe hon.
Maine dheere se darwaza wapas kheench diya aur hall mein laut aaya.
Chand ne mujhe aate dekha toh uske hothon par ek purani, shaitani muskaan tair gayi. Usne apne pajama ki jeb mein haath daala aur ek mota, expertly lapat kar banaya hua joint baahar nikaala.
Usne lighter se joint ke aage aag lagayi, do lambe kash kheenche jisse aage ka hissa laal angaare ki tarah dehak utha, aur meethi, kadwi ganje ki khushboo poore hall mein phail gayi.
Chand ne dhuaan chhat ki taraf chhodte hue joint meri taraf badha diya:
"Le saale... purane din yaad kar! Tu bhi kya munh latkaye ghoom raha hai. Ek lamba kash kheench... raat ki saari thakan aur dimaag ka sara bojh ek jhatke mein hawa ho jayega."
Pehle ek pal ke liye mere andar halki si jhijhak aayi... par agley hi pal, dimaag mein chal rahi be-chaini, Ammi ka woh nanga tamasha aur Chand ka yeh bebaak ghamand sab kuch mere upar haawi ho gaya. Mujhe is waqt thode sukoon aur nashaeli aazaadi ki sakht zaroorat thi.
Maine aage badh kar bina kisi inkaar ke Chand ke haath se woh joint thaam liya.
Ungliyon ke beech joint pakadte hi maine use apne hothon par lagaya aur ek lamba, gehra kash andar kheench liya.
*Fsssshh...*
Garam, teekha aur nashaela dhuan mere gale ko cheerte hue seedha fefdon tak utar gaya. Halka sa dhuen ka jhatka laga, par jaise hi maine dhuan hothon se baahar chhora, mere poore jism mein ek ajeeb sa thanda, halka saroor daudne laga. Raat bhar ka jaagna aur sar ka saara bhaari-pan pal bhar mein pighalne laga.
Chand ne mujhe aese maze se kash lagate dekh kar ek chaudi, kamini hansi hasi:
"Haan bhenchod... aese kheench! Ab lag raha hai na tu mera purana chela!"
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Ganje ka nasha dheere-dheere mere dimaag ki har ek nas par chhadhta chala gaya.
Maine do-teen lambe kash aur kheenche. Har kash ke saath deewaron ke rang phailte hue mehsoos hue, TV ki aawaaz kisi door ke kuen se aati hui lagi, aur mera jism sofe par bilkul rui ki tarah halka ho gaya. Main sofe par peeche sar tika kar aankhein moond gaya aur ek ajeeb si lazzat-bhari behoshi ke aalam mein doobta chala gaya.
Uske baad kya hua... kitna waqt guzra... mujhe kuch theek se yaad nahi.
Dimaag ke kisi kone mein bas dhuandhli si yaadein thin—main gate ke khulne ki aawaaz, Papa ki wahi roabdaar, bhari mardaana aawaaz, Chand ka koi zordaar thahaka, aur phir do anjaan ladkiyon ki chehekti, nazaakat-bhari hansi. Ek pal ke liye laga jaise Papa do ladkiyon ko lekar ghar ke andar dakhil hue hon... koi hansi-mazaak hua tha, kisi ne mere kandhe ko hilaya tha, kisi ki garam, reshmi chhuvan mere gaalon par phisli thi... par mere dimaag par ganje aur neend ka aesa kaala parda gira hua tha ki main aankhein tak nahi khol saka.
Phir sab kuch bilkul shaant aur kaala ho gaya.
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Jab meri aankhein khulin... toh saroor abhi bhi dimaag ke pichhle hisse mein halka sa tair raha tha.
Kamre mein halka madham andhera tha aur AC ki thandi, sarsarati hawa chal rahi thi. Mere hosh aahista-aahista laut rahe the.
Lekin jaise hi maine hilne ki koshish ki, mere pure wajood mein ek aisi bijli si daudi ki meri saans gale mein atakk gayi.
Mera poora jism nanga tha! Kapde ka ek dhaaga tak mere badan par nahi tha.
Aur mere theek bagal mein... bistar par mere bilkul sat kar ek behad khubsurat, behaya aur garam aurat nangi leti hui thi!
Maine aankhein phailaye use dekha.
Woh lagbhag 22-23 saal ki ek behad qaatil Nepali ladki thi. Uski gori, makhmali chamdi doodh aur shehad ki tarah chamak rahi thi. Chhoti, teekhi aur nashili aankhein, chikne ubhre hue gaal, aur kamar tak faile reshmi kaale baal. Uska jism aesa tarasha hua tha ki dekh kar kisi ka bhi kaleja kaanp jaye—bhare-bhare gore mamme jinke ubhre hue gulabi aereola meri nangi chhaati se tike hue the, aur uski patli chikni kamar par se chaadar hat chuki thi.
Uski ek nangi, chikni gori jaangh mere dono pairo ke beech phansi hui thi, aur mera lund uski garam, naram rano ke beech dab kar lohe jaisa taana hua khada tha.
Us Nepali apsara ka ek naram gora haath mere seene par tha, aur uski garam saansein meri gardan par pad rahi thin. Woh abhi aadhi neend mein thi aur uske gore hothon par ek be-parwah, madhosh muskaan tair rahi thi.
Mere dimaag ke saare taar hil gaye. Main apne hi kamre ke bistar par, bina kapdon ke, is anjaan Nepali bomb ke sath nanga soya hua tha... jabki baahar hall mein Papa, Chand aur shayed doosri ladki ka khel chal raha tha!
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Maine badi hoshiyaari aur narmi se uske gore haath ko apne seene se hataya. Uski bhari, chikni jaangh ko aahista se sarkate hue maine khud ko uski lapet se alag kiya.
Lekin jaise hi main thoda peeche khiska, meri nazar bistar ki chaadar aur uske dono phaili hui jaanghon ke beech padi—aur meri aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin.
Chaadar par ek behad bada, geela aur gaadha dhabba phaila hua tha. Aur us Nepali ladki ki makhmali, chikni jaanghon aur uski choot ke gulabi labon se safed, gaadha maal lagatar riss kar chaadar par beh raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi ne uski choot ko andar tak ubalte hue maaldaar seene se khol kar bhar diya ho.
Itna zyada maal!
Maine apne tanaav ko dekha aur phir us geelay sailab ko. Mera kamzor aur aam sa lund itna bhaari, pahaad jaisa maal chhodne ke qabil hi nahi tha. Yeh meri aukaat se koson door tha. Yeh saaf taur par Papa aur Chand dono ke ubalte hathiyaron ka milakar chhoda hua sailab tha—theek waise hi jaise us din studio flat mein hua tha. Dono ne is gori Nepali ki choot ko nichod kar apna gaadha beej bhara tha... lekin mere dimaag mein Chand ka koi wajood nahi tha. Mere liye yeh poora ehsaan aur yeh inaam sirf aur sirf Papa ka tha.
Papa ke bina Chand ki kya aukaat thi? Papa ne hi is khubsurat Nepali apsara ko apne roab se jeeta tha, apne kaale sariye se thoka tha, aur phir apne sabse wafadaar bete ke bistar par aakar gift ke taur par saja diya tha.
Mere hothon par ek be-inteha sharmili aur garv-bhari muskaan tair gayi.
"Papa ka gift..." mere munh se madhosh sarsarahat nikli.
Is ehsaas ne mere andar ek ajeeb sa cuckold nasha bhar diya ki Papa ne ek baar phir mere liye apna shikaar bhej kar mujhe apna sachha beta saabit kar diya tha.
Maine bistar se pair neeche utare, zameen par pada apna pajama utha kar pehna aur dabe qadmon se kamre ka darwaza khol kar corridor mein nikal aaya.
Corridor mein halka sannata tha, par hall ka nazaara dekh kar meri saansein tham gayin.
Hall mein be-hisaab hawas aur chudai ki thakan bikhri padi thi.
Sofe aur farsh par teeno log be-sudh pade so rahe the! Papa ek taraf sofe par poori tarah nange, be-parwah soye hue the. Chand doosri taraf zameen par gadday par ulti taangein phaila kar kharrate le raha tha. Aur unke beech... ek aur behad gori, sexy aur lambi ladki—poori tarah se nangi—unke kadmon ke paas aadhi sofe aur aadhi farsh par giri hui so rahi thi. Uski nangi peeth aur bhare chuutadon par thappadon ke laal nishaan saaf chamak rahe the, aur charon taraf bikhri hui botalon, gandi chaadron aur dhuen ki mehak se saaf tha ki yahan kaisa toofan guzra tha.
Maine palat kar master bedroom ke darwaze ki taraf dekha.
Darwaza waise hi halka sa aadha band tha. Maine dheere se andar jhaanka—Mummy abhi bhi bistar par waisi hi be-sudh leti thin. Raat ki sharab ka heavy hangover unke jism par aesa chhaya hua tha ki baahar hone wale is naye toofan ki unhe koi khabar tak nahi thi. Woh bilkul be-khabar, thaki hui neend mein doobi hui thin.
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Ghar ki halat kisi kothe se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Ek taraf mere kamre ke bistar par gori Nepali maal nangi soyi hui thi, hall mein do mard aur ek teesri nangi ladki be-sudh pade the, aur doosri taraf master bedroom mein meri maa sharab ke khumaar mein be-khabar thi.
Main abhi is manzar ko dekh hi raha tha ki master bedroom ke andar bistar par karwat lene ki aawaaz aayi.
Mummy jaag rahi thin!
Unke hothon se ek gehri, dard-bhari siskari nikli: "Uff re... sar phat raha hai mera..."
Unhone dono haathon se apna sar pakda aur aalsi, dard-bhari aawaaz mein aankhein kholin. Unka kaajal baha hua tha aur chehra hangover se soojha hua tha. Jaise hi unki nazar darwaze par khade mujh par padi, unhone ek thaki hui saans li aur dard se karah kar boli:
"Idris... aage aa zara... uff, yeh dress jism mein chub rahi hai meri. Peeche se chain khol iski... saans nahi li ja rahi mujhse."
Maine bina kuch bole foran kadam badhaye aur bistar ke paas ja kar jhuka. Raat ki pehni hui woh tight black mini dress unke bhare-poore badan par buri tarah sikudi hui thi. Maine unki peeth par lage zip ke runner ko pakda aur neeche kheench diya.
Mummy ne khud dono baazuon ko sikoda aur aage jhuk kar woh tang kapda apne jism se alag kar diya. Dress zameen par girte hi unka gora, bhara-poora aur paseene se geela badan poori tarah nanga ho gaya. 40 saal ke us ubharte husn par raat ki chudai ke halkay surkh nishaan chamak rahe the.
Unhone apna sar thaama aur zameen par nange pair tikate hue ladkharati aawaaz mein kaha:
"Mera dimaag ghoom raha hai... ulti jaisi lag rahi hai... mujhe bathroom jana hai."
Mummy bistar se uthin aur bina kapdon ke, bilkul nangi, ladkharate kadmon se kamre se baahar corridor ki taraf nikal padin.
Main unke theek peeche tha.
Jaise hi Mummy ne corridor paar kiya aur bathroom ki taraf mudne ke liye hall mein kadam rakha...
Achanak unke kadam zameen par freeze ho gaye.
Unhone aankhein phaad kar hall ka manzar dekha—sofe par nanga sota hua Akash, zameen par kharrate leta Chand, bikhri hui sharab ki botlein, aur unke kadmon ke beech aadhi farsh par giri hui ek anjaan nangi ladki!
Ek pal ke liye sannata chha gaya... aur agley hi pal, Mummy ke gale se aisi dehshat-bhari aur kaanp-uthne wali teekhi cheekh nikli ki poora makaan hil gaya—
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Cheekh sunte hi sofe aur farsh par soye hue teeno log hadbada kar uth baithe.
Mummy ka poora nanga badan gusse aur aag mein thar-thar kaanpne laga. Hangover aur thakan ka ek-ek bojh pal bhar mein hawa ho chuka tha. Unki aankhein laal angaare ban chuki thin aur woh dono haath hawa mein lehrate hue pagal kutti ki tarah cheekh uthin:
"YEH KYA HAI?! AKASHHH!! CHAND!! KYA HAI YEH SAB?!"
Mummy ki aawaaz poore makaan mein goonj rahi thi:
"Mere ghar ko... mere ghar ko randikhana bana diya tum kamino ne?! Yeh kaun si randiyan utha kar laye ho yahan?! Yeh mera ghar hai ya koi kotha chala rahe ho tum log bhenchod?!"
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Chand ne aankhein malte hue zameen par karwat li aur be-parwah thahaka lagaya: "Arey Khala... subah-subah kyu gala faad rahi ho? Thoda aaram karne do!"
Woh anjaan nangi ladki bhi hadbada kar uthi, apne bikhre baal theek karte hue chaadar se apna nanga badan chupane ki koshish karne lagi.
Par Papa...
Papa ke chehre par na koi hadbadahat thi, na koi ghabrahat.
Woh bilkul shaant andaaz mein sofe se uthe. Poori tarah nange, bina kisi kapde ke, unka kaala tagda ling aaram ki halat mein unki jaanghon ke beech jhul raha tha. Unhone kisi sher ki tarah aalsi angdayi li aur be-khauf kadmon se chalte hue seedha kaanpti hui nangi Ammi ke theek aage aakar khade ho gaye.
Ammi gusse se haanf rahi thin, unka bhara-poora nanga seena tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha: "Jawab do Akash! Yeh sab kya hai mere ghar—"
Isse pehle ki Ammi apna jumla poora kar patein, Papa ne aage badh kar apna garam, chauda haath badi narmi se Ammi ki nangi, gori kamar par tika diya.
Agley hi pal, Papa ne unhe kheenchte hue apne seene se sata liya.
Ammi ka gusse se tana hua jism ek pal ke liye thithak gaya. Papa ki ungliyan Ammi ki makhmali reedh ki haddi par aahista-aahista ghoomne lagin, aur doosre haath se Papa ne Ammi ke bikhre reshmi baalon ko unke kaan ke peeche sameta.
Papa ne apna chehra Ammi ki garam gardan ke paas jhukaya. Unke hothon ne Ammi ke kaan ki lau ko halka sa chhua aur ek behad madhosh, rasbhari aur mardaana phusphusahat unke kaan mein daali:
"Shhh... itna gussa kyu kar rahi ho meri jaan? Raat ko club mein kitna khil rahi thi tum... bhool gayi kitna maza aaya tha? Tumhare is gore jism par yeh teekha gussa achha nahi lagta, Saira..."
Papa ke hothon ne Ammi ke naram, tamtamaye gaal aur gardan par ek gehra, meetha chumban chhod diya.
Unki mardaana chhuvan, unki mehak aur unke un gehre shabdon ne Ammi ke andar jalti hui aag par thanda paani daal diya. 40 saal ki aurat ka sara gussa us 19 saal ke jawan mard ki chhuvan ke aage pighalne laga. Ammi ki saansein dheemi padne lagin, aankhon ka laal dhabba madhoshi mein badalne laga, aur unke nange kandhe thode jhuk gaye.
"P-Par Akash... yeh sab..." Ammi ki aawaaz ab rone jaisi aur kamzor ho chuki thi: "Log kya kahenge... ghar mein aese..."
Theek usi pal—
Papa ke chehre ka narm jadoo ek jhatke mein gayab ho gaya.
Unhone apni mazboot ungliyon se Ammi ki thodi ko kaskar dabocha aur unka sar thoda upar utha diya. Papa ki aankhon mein achanak ek aisi thandi, be-reham aur kaanp-uthne wali mardaana sakhti ubhar aayi jise dekh kar Ammi ki zubaan talwe se chipak gayi.
Papa ne apni bhari, aahista aur patthar jaisi aawaaz mein seedha unki aankhon mein jhaankte hue hukum sunaya:
"Pehle toh apna gala neecha rakh, Saira."
Ammi ka gala sookh gaya.
"Aur doosri baat..." Papa ki pakad Ammi ki thodi par aur sakht ho gayi: "Yeh 'tera ghar' kya hota hai? Yaad hai na kal raat kya hua tha? Scooter par baith kar tera purana shauhar hamesha ke liye bhaag chuka hai. Yeh makaan ab mera hai... aur yahan ka har ek kona, har ek bistar aur tu khud meri milkiyat hai!"
Ammi ki palkein thartharane lagin.
"Main is ghar mein jise chahe launga aur jo chahe karunga," Papa ne aawaaz ko bilkul dheema aur thanda rakhte hue samjhaya: "Tujhe bas wahi karna hai jo main bolunga. Aage se mere aage aisi cheekh-pukaar karne ki galti mat karna... samjhi na?"
Ammi ke nange jism mein ek thandi sarsarahat daud gayi. Unka saara bacha-khucha gussa pal bhar mein shaant ho gaya. Unhone palkein jhukayin aur surrender karte hue aahista se sar hila diya:
"J-Ji... samajh gayi Akash..."
Corridor mein khada main apni maa ko is tarah apne hi umar ke naye Papa ke aage poori tarah jhukte hue dekh kar andar tak jhoom utha.
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Shaam dhalte-dhalte ghar ka poora mahaul ek ajeeb si azaad aur be-sharm masti mein dhal gaya tha.
Dono ladkiyan bhi ab aaram se t-shirt aur shorts mein hall mein ghoom rahi thin. Mere kamre se nikli woh gori Nepali ladki aur hall wali doosri ladki, dono Chand aur Papa ke sath sofa par baith kar be-fikr hokar hans rahi thin.
Bathroom se naha kar nikli Mummy ka saara gussa aur hangover ab gayab ho chuka tha. Unhone ek simple, dheeli printed kurti pehni hui thi jiske neeche unka bhara-poora jism bina bra ke saaf ubhra hua tha. Papa ke us thande roab ne unhe samajha diya tha ki ab yeh makaan unke purane bandhanon se azaad ho chuka hai, aur aahista-aahista woh bhi is be-sharm mahaul mein dhalne lagi thin.
Raat ke lagbhag nau baj rahe the jab kitchen se masaledar chicken korma aur garam-garam rotiyon ki teekhi khushboo poore ghar mein phail gayi.
"Khana lag gaya hai... aakar kha lo sab," Mummy ne kitchen ke darwaze se aakar dheemi aawaaz mein ailaan kiya.
Sab dining table par aakar jam gaye. Papa table ke mukhya chair par the, unke bagal mein Chand, saamne dono ladkiyan, aur main kone mein baitha tha.
Mummy table ke charon taraf ghoom-ghoom kar sabki plates mein garam korma aur rotian parosne lagin. Unki dheeli kurti ke gale se unki gori, bhari cleavage baar-baar jhalak rahi thi.
Chand ne chicken ki ek nali todi aur gravy chaat-te hue ankh maar kar bola:
"Ufff Khala... kya swaad hai! Sachi keh raha hoon, jitna meetha ras tumhare jism mein hai na, utna hi jaadoo tumhare haathon mein hai! Raat bhar dono mardon ne jo tumhari kamar todi thi, yeh chicken kha kar toh lagta hai saari thakan chhootak mein gayab ho jayegi!"
Nepali ladki ne munh par haath rakh kar khilkhilate hue kaha: "Haan aunty, taste toh sach mein kamaal hai! Aur waise bhi Akash aur Chand ne jis tarah dopahar ko hall mein aur bed par aag lagayi thi... hum dono ko bhi energy ki sakht zaroorat thi!"
Mummy ke gore gaal sharm aur garam ehsaas se tamtama uthe. Pehle unhone jheemp kar nazar jhukayi, par phir unke hothon par bhi ek dabi hui, shokh muskaan khil gayi:
"Besharam ladkiyan... tum logon ko zara bhi sharm-lehaaz nahi hai, kiske aage kya bol rahi ho!"
Jab Mummy table par thoda aage jhuk kar roti parosne lagin, toh unki dheeli kurti ka gala aage ko jhul gaya. Unke bhare-bhare, gore aur bina bra ke chhalakte mammon ka gehra jharokha theek dono ladkiyon ke saamne khul gaya.
Nepali ladki ki nazrein seedha Mummy ke un ubhre hue gore ufaan par jam gayin. Uski aankhon mein achanak ek ajeeb si shararati chamak aayi, aur usne bina kisi jhijhak ke aage badh kar Mummy ki makhmali, chikni kamar par halki si chutki kaat li!
"Ufff!" Mummy ke munh se ek jhatke ke sath narm siskari nikli aur woh peeche hati: "Yeh kya badtameezi hai!"
Nepali ladki ne be-sharm hansi ke saath apni ungliyan hothon par pheri: "Badtameezi nahi aunty... tareef hai! Mardon ki toh baat hi chhoro, aapka yeh bhara-poora gora badan dekh kar toh mera khud mann behakne laga hai! Itni chikni kamar aur itna bhari figure kisi 20 saal ki ladki ka bhi nahi hota!"
Doosri ladki ne bhi khilkhilate hue Ammi ke ubhre hue chuutad ki taraf dekha aur mazaak mein aag lagayi:
"Sahi bol rahi hai... Akash ne dopahar ko bataya tha ki Aunty ki choot ka zaiqa kitna meetha aur nashila hai. Qasam se, mera toh mann kar raha hai ki aaj raat mardon ke sath-sath thoda main bhi Aunty ke is rasbhare jism ko chaat kar dekhun!"
Mummy ka poora chehra kaan tak laal tamtamat utha. Zindagi mein pehli baar unhe do jawan ladkiyon se aisi khule-aam jism-faroshi wali chhuvan aur tareef mil rahi thi. Unki aankhon mein sharm ke sath-sath ek ajeeb si chhipti hui uttejna phail gayi. Unhone jhoothi narazgi se us Nepali ladki ke kandhe par halki chapat maari:
"Dhatt haramzadiyon! Ladki hokar ladki ke jism par dore daal rahi ho... kaisi behaya chhokriyan ho tum dono!"
Chand ne table par hath patak kar zordaar thahaka lagaya:
"Hahaha! Bhenchod kya nazaara hai! Dekh lo Akash bhai... Khala ka jaadoo ab laundiyon par bhi chalne laga hai! Ek kaam karo, aaj raat in teeno aurton ko nanga karke aapas mein lada do... ek doosre ki choot chaatein, tab aayega asli maza!"
Papa ne aaram se chicken ka piece chaba kar thanda paani piya aur ek maghroor, mardaana muskaan ke sath khadi hui Mummy ki nangi jaangh par table ke kinare se haath phera:
"Kyu Saira... ladkiyon ke sath chatwayi karne ka mann hai tera?"
Papa ke is sawaal aur jaangh par unki garam mardaana pakad ne Mummy ke pairon ke beech aag laga di. Unhone sharm se hoth daanton mein dabaye, gardan jhukayi aur madhosh siskari leti hui dheemi aawaaz mein boli:
"Aap... aap bhi na Akash... unke sath milkar mujhe chhedte rehte hain..."
Papa ne unki jaangh par thoda dabav badhaya: "In sab ko dabakar khila. Kal raat se lekar abhi tak sabne achhi mehnat ki hai... aur raat ko phir se lamba session chalna hai. Koi beech mein thakna nahi chahiye."
"Aap bas hukum kijiye... kisi cheez ki kami nahi hogi," Mummy ne surrender karte hue kaha.
Chand ne table par se awaz lagayi: "Arey Idris saale! Tu kyu chup-chaap baitha hai? Apni is saheli ko thoda gravy daal ke khila... dopahar ko tere bistar par aadhi behosh padi thi tere lund ke sahare!"
Us Nepali ladki ne meri taraf dekh kar ek nashili ankh mari aur meri jaangh par table ke neeche apna nanga pair ragad diya. Table par baithe sab log zordaar thahake maar kar hasne lage.
Dining table par baitha main apni maa ko do jawan ladkiyon, apne 19 saal ke baap aur ek rowdy gunde ke beech aese gandi baaton aur aurat-aurat ki hawas par khilkhilate dekh kar hairan bhi tha aur be-inteha garam bhi. Meri shareef maa ab is naye, azaad aur be-hisaab hawas-bhare randikhane ki aadhi maalkin ban kar dhal chuki thi.
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Khana khatam hote hi Papa ne chair peeche kheenchi aur aaram se khade ho gaye.
Unhone dono ladkiyon aur Mummy par ek maalikana nazar daali aur hukum diya:
"Chalo sab andar... ab asli khel shuru karte hain."
Chand ne ek be-sharm thahaka lagaya aur dono ladkiyon ke chuutadon par ek-ek thappad maarta hua unhe aage badhane laga. Dono ladkiyan khilkhilati hui master bedroom ki taraf chal deen. Mummy ne aakhiri jhoothi plate basin mein daali, haath dhoe aur sar jhukaye, bina kisi inkaar ke un sab ke peeche-peeche chal padin.
Main chupchap khada dekhta raha.
Paanchon log—Papa, Chand, Mummy aur dono ladkiyan—ek sath master bedroom ke andar dakhil hue.
*Khatack!*
Andar se kundi chadhne ki aawaaz aayi aur AC ki sarsarahat ke sath darwaza band ho gaya.
Main akele hall mein khada reh gaya. Maine jhoothe bartan aur bikhri hui cheezein sametin aur dabe paon chalte hue apne kamre mein aa gaya.
Kamre ka darwaza band karke main bistar par baith gaya. Wahi bistar jahan dopahar ko us Nepali ladki ki choot se Papa aur Chand ka gaadha maal nikal kar chaadar ko geela kar chuka tha. Us sookhe hue dhabbe ko dekh kar aur master bedroom se aati aawaazon ko sun kar mera lund pajama ke andar lohe ki tarah ainthne laga.
Deewar ke paar se ajeeb si madhosh, geeli aawaazein corridor ko cheer rahi thin—bistar ki char-charahat, kisi ke cheekhne aur karahne ki aawaaz, thappadon ki *chatak-chatak*, aur Mummy ki unchi hoti madhosh siskariyan. Aisa lag raha tha jaise wahan koi khaufnak hawas ka toofan chhid gaya ho jisme do mard teen aurton ko nichod rahe the.
Main deewar se peeth tikaye, apna lund mutthi mein jakde, ek ghante tak un aawaazon ke sahare aag mein tapti lazzat mein jhulsta raha.
Theek ek ghante baad—
*Khatack!*
Master bedroom ka darwaza halka sa khula aur corridor mein Papa ki bhari, saans-phooli aur roabdaar aawaaz goonji:
"Idris!"
Maine fauran apna pajama theek kiya aur kamre se nikal kar corridor mein lapka:
"J-Ji Papa... aaya!"
Papa master bedroom ke darwaze ke frame se nange jism ke sath teka lagaye khade the. Unka poora badan paseene se chamak raha tha aur seene par nakhunon ke laal kharonch the. Unhone haanfte hue mujhe hukum diya:
"Fridge se thandi bottles, kuch soda aur thode fruits kaat kar tray mein la... jaldi! Refreshment ki zaroorat hai andar sabko."
"Ji Papa... abhi laya!"
Maine sar jhukaya aur tezi se kitchen ki taraf daud pada.
Maine Chand ke dhool se bhare joote ke feete khole aur jhatke se joote kheench kar ek taraf patak diye. Moze se aati paseene aur sadak ki teekhi badboo ne mere naak ke nathsne sikod diye, par mere paas peeche hatne ka koi raasta nahi tha.
Chand ne apna ganda talwa seedha mere seene par tikaya aur thoda dabaav daalte hue ghurraya:
"Joote toh nikal gaye lodu... ab pajama khol! Dekh kya raha hai, naada khol iska!"
Maine thook nigla. Meri kaanpti ungliyan Chand ke dhiley cotton pajama ke naade par gayin. Uski kamar par hath lagte hi gandi bidi aur saste deodrant ki mehak mere chehre par aakar lagi. Maine jhatke se naada khol kar pajama aur uska neela kachha ek sath neeche kheench diya.
*Phapp!*
Pajama neeche sarakte hi Chand ka mota lund jhatke se azaad hokar bahar ucchla.
Naso se ainthta hua an-ghad ling... aage ka topa geela aur baasi paseene ki chamak liye seedha mere chehre ke chand inch door hawa mein jhul raha tha.
Sofe par theek uske bagal mein Papa baithe the—upar t-shirt pehne, neeche se bilkul nange, kamar se sirhana tikaye, ek taang doosri par chadhaye bilkul shaant. Papa ka lund kaala, mota, behad tagda aur lohe ki tarah ainth kar tana hua tha, jisme ek maalik ka thehraav aur roab tha. Aur bagal mein Chand ka mota, aakramak aur jungli lund kisi kachhi lathi ki tarah jhul raha tha.
Chand ne achanak aage jhuk kar apne lund ko mutthi mein jakda, do baar tezi se aage-peeche jhatka diya aur supaade ka garam, mota topa mere soojhe hue gaal par ragad diya.
"Kyu be bhenchod..." Chand ki aawaz mein zehreela ghamand ubal raha tha: "Bohot ghoor raha hai niche se? Chal bata... kiska lund zyada tagda lagta hai tujhe? Mera ya tere is naye baap Akash ka?"
Mera jism sunn pad gaya. Gaal par uske garam tope ki chipchipahat lag rahi thi, aur meri aankhein dono laundon ke taangon ke beech ghoom rahi thin.
Chand ne thodi par apne lund se halki si chapat mari aur hasha:
"Bol na harami! Sharma kyu raha hai? Teri maa toh dono ko mutthi mein bhar ke aayi hai club se... tu bata, teri Ammi ki faadne ke liye kiska lund zyada qaatil hai? Iska yeh kaala sariya, ya mera yeh desi musal?"
Papa ne sofe par aaram se gardan ghumayi, hothon par wahi thandi, be-parwah muskaan tair gayi. Unhone ek nazar Chand par daali aur phir mujh par:
"Poochne ka koi faayda nahi hai Chand... yeh bolne ke liye nahi, bas dekhne aur sehne ke liye paida hua hai."
Papa ki thandi aawaz sun kar Chand ka thahaka poore hall mein goonj gaya:
"Sahi bol raha hai bhai! Iske saamne hi iski maa ko ulat-palat kar pelenge, tab is lodu ko khud andaza ho jayega ki kiska hathiyar kitna andar tak ghusta hai!"
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Dono sofe par bilkul barabar mein thaska jamaye baith gaye.
Chand ne apni chaudi, baalon se bhari taangein phaila rakhi thin aur uska mota lund hawa mein jhool raha tha. Uske theek bagal mein Papa t-shirt pehne, aaram se sofe ki back par kohni tikaye baithe the. Unka kaala, mota aur lohe jaisa tagda hathiyar bina hile seedha chhat ki taraf taana hua tha—ek aesa khaufnak sariya jiske aage Chand ka jungli auzaar bhi feeka pad raha tha.
Aur unke kadmon se chand foot door... farsh par Mummy be-sudh padi thin. Mini black dress unke gore chuutadon ke oopar tak chhadhi hui thi aur sharab ke nashe mein unka seena tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha.
Main farsh par ghutno ke bal baitha saans roke dono mardon ko dekh raha tha.
Tabhi Papa ne apni thandi, roabdaar nazrein mujh par tikayin aur aaram se hukum diya:
"Idris... kitchen se jam ki sheeshi leke aa."
Mera gala sookh gaya. "J-Jam, Papa...?"
"Suna nahi tune?" Papa ki aawaz mein halka sa dabav aaya: "Ja, jaldi lekar aa."
"J-Ji Papa... abhi laya."
Maine foran sar jhukaya aur ladkharate kadmon se kitchen ki taraf bhaaga. Fridge khol kar maine laal mixed fruit jam ka dabba nikaala aur wapas hall mein laut aaya.
Papa ne apni dono taangon ko thoda aur phaila liya. Chand ne shaitani hansi ke saath Papa ki taraf dekha aur phir mujh par ghoor kar apni jaanghein bhi chaudi kar deen.
"Dakkan khol," Papa ne aadesh diya: "Aur apni ungliyon se hum dono ke lund par achhe se lep laga... topay se lekar jad tak. Kanjusi mat karna."
Chand ka ghatiya thahaka phir goonja: "Arey waah Akash bhai! Meetha khane ki aadat lagwa rahe ho Khala ko!"
Mere haath kaanp rahe the. Maine sheeshi ka dhakkan khola. Thandi, laal aur chipchipi fruit jam ki meethi khushboo hawa mein phail gayi.
Main sofe ke theek aage, dono ke kadmon ke darmayan ghutno par jhuk gaya. Maine apni teen ungliyan jam ke dabbe mein daalin aur gaadha laal jam ungliyon par lapet kar pehle Papa ke lund ki taraf badhaya.
Meri ungliyon ne Papa ke kaale, garam aur lohe jaise sakht lund ko chhua toh mere raungte khade ho gaye. Lund aag ki tarah dehak raha tha. Thanda, meetha aur laal jam Papa ke kaale sariye par phisalte hue unki garam chamdi par pighalne laga. Maine unke bade, ubhre hue tope par jam ka mota lep lagaya aur phir ungliyon ko neeche jad tak sarkaate hue unke poore kaale hathiyar ko laal rang se chamka diya.
Papa ne ek gehri, mardaana aah bhari, par unke chehre par wahi be-reham thehraav bana raha.
"Ab mera bhi le lodu!" Chand ne ghurrate hue apna ling aage jhatak diya: "Dekh kya raha hai, daba kar laga!"
Maine dobara jam mein ungliyan ghopeen aur Chand ke mote, an-ghad lund par lagana shuru kiya. Uske jism se aati paseene ki garmi aur jam ki meethi mehak aapas mein mil gayi. Chand ne ek haath mere sar ke baalon par rakha aur dabaav daalte hue bola:
"Haan... aese hi mal saale! Topay par thoda aur thop... Khala jab apni naram jeebh se yeh jam chaat-chaat kar saaf karegi na, tab aayega asli maza!"
Dono lund ab laal, chipchipe aur chamakte hue jam se poori tarah lathpath ho chuke the. Ek kaala lohe jaisa sariya aur doosra mota jungli musal... dono mere haathon se meethay zaaiqe mein saj chuke the, aur farsh par padi meri maa bas kuch hi faasle par be-hosh hawas mein karwat le rahi thi.
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Dono ke jam se chamakte lund dekh kar Chand ne sar peeche phenk kar zordaar thahaka lagaya:
"Hahaha! Bhenchod kya nazaara hai! Dekh Akash bhai... lag raha hai kisi restaurant ki meethi dish paros ke rakhi ho!"
Papa ke hothon par bhi ek dabi hui, mardaana hasi tair gayi. Un dono ke thahakon ke beech, farsh par ghutno ke bal baithe mere gale se bhi ek dabi hui, jhijhakti aur sharmili hasi phoot padi—"Heh... heh..."
Chand ne meri peeth par halki si thapki maari aur haste hue bola:
"Bada maza aa raha hai saale tujhe bhi apni maa ki sewa dekh kar! Chal ab daant nikaalna band kar aur utha apni maa ko!"
Papa ne aaram se sofe par peeth tikaye hue hukum diya:
"Idris... ja Saira ko utha. Nashe se baahar nikaal aur ghutno ke bal yahan lekar aa. Bol use ki uska dessert taiyyar hai."
"J-Ji Papa..."
Maine jam ki sheeshi table par rakhi aur farsh par ghutno ke bal sarkate hue Mummy ke paas pahuncha.
Mummy farsh par pait ke bal ulti padi thin. Sharab ke nashe ne unke bhare-poore jism ko bilkul dhel-dhala aur be-hosh kar diya tha. Mini dress unke gore chuutadon ke bilkul upar chadh chuki thi, jisse unki nangi jaanghein aur gaand ki chaudi gori lachak khuli chamak rahi thi.
Maine aage jhuk kar unke naram, gore kandhe par haath rakha aur dheere se jhanjhoda:
"Mummy... utho... Mummy, aankhein kholo."
Mummy ke hothon se ek behosh si karah nikli: "Uff... kya hai re Idris... sone de na... badan toot raha hai mera..."
"Utho Mummy, dekho sofe par dono tumhara intezar kar rahe hain," maine unki kamar aur peeth ko sahara dete hue kaha.
Maine unke dono kandhon ke neeche haath daal kar unka bhari, gora jism farsh se thoda upar uthaya. Mummy ne ladkharate hue apni bhari palkein uthayin. Kaajal thoda phaila hua tha, baal bikhre the, aur unke gale se mehenge perfume ke sath sharab ki teekhi mehak aa rahi thi.
"A-Akash...?" Unke hothon se nashedi pukaar nikli.
Maine unhe sahara dekar ghutno ke bal sofe ke theek beech mein lakar bithaya. Mummy ka bhari jism aage ki taraf jhul raha tha, unki aankhein aadhi band thin aur chehre par gehri nindiya aur sharab ka bhari khumaar chhaya hua tha.
Lekin jaise hi unke hothon ke theek aage dono lund aaye—laal, geelay aur meethay jam se chamakte hue—Mummy ke hothon par ek ajeeb si madhosh, be-sudh muskaan khil gayi.
Nashe mein choor, aadhi soyi hui halat mein unhe jaise hosh hi nahi tha ki kahan hain aur kya kar rahi hain. Unhone kisi bhookhe bache ki tarah apni gulabi jeebh baahar nikali.
*Chhlup!*
Pehle unhone Papa ke kaale, lohe jaise lund ke mote tope par jami hui jam ki moti parat par apni gili jeebh pheri. Meetha fruit jam aur Papa ke garam ling ka tanna hua zaiqa unki zabaan par lagte hi Mummy ke gale se ek gehri, rasbhari siskari phooti:
"Ummm... k-kitna meetha hai... candy jaisa... ufff..."
Bina ruke, unhone dono haathon ka sahara sofe par tikaya aur Papa ke kaale hathiyar ko aage se apne wine-red hothon mein bhar liya. Aadhi band aankhon se, be-hosh si halat mein woh unke tope ko kisi lollipop ki tarah chusne aur chaatne lagin—*chhhup... shhhlooop... slurp!* Unki thook aur pighalta hua laal jam Papa ke kaale sariye se phisal kar Mummy ki thodi aur gaalon par behne laga.
"Arey waah Saira... aese hi chaat," Papa ne unke reshmi baalon mein apni ungliyan phansate hue ek thandi saans bhari.
Tabhi Chand ne apna mota musal unke gaal ke doosri taraf sata diya: "Oye Khala! Idhar bhi dhyan do, doosri candy toh yahan hai!"
Nashe mein jhoomti Mummy ne aadhi aankhein kholin, hothon se Papa ka lund *pop* ki aawaaz ke saath baahar nikala aur foran Chand ke jam-bhare lund par toot padin. Unki zabaan Chand ke an-ghad tope ko charon taraf se laplapate hue chaatne lagi. Woh baari-baari se kabhi Papa ke kaale sariye ko poora munh mein bhar kar geela chustin, toh kabhi Chand ke mote musal ko gale tak kheench kar candy ki tarah ras choosti thin—*ghut... slurp-slurp... chhhap!* Dono hathiyar unke munh ke ras aur meethay jam mein lathpath hokar chamakne lage.
Farsh ke kone par baitha main apni 40 saal ki maa ko do 19 saal ke laundon ke beech aese aadhi neend mein lund chooste dekh kar dimaag se sunn ho chuka tha.
Par sharab ka nasha aur thakan hadd se zyada bhaari thi.
Achanak, chuste-chuste Mummy ki raftaar dheemi padne lagi. Unka sar bhari hokar Papa ki jaangh par ludhak gaya. Hothon se Chand ka lund phisla, aur laar aur pighle hue jam ki ek moti, chamakti hui taar unke hothon se lekar Chand ke supaade tak kheenchi reh gayi.
Mummy ki aankhein poori tarah band ho gayin. Ek gehri, thaki hui saans ke saath woh sofe par dono mardon ke taangon ke beech be-sudh hokar gehri neend mein doob gayin.
Chand ne has kar unke sar par thapki maari: "Hahaha! Dekho Akash bhai... Khala toh bilkul dhedh ho gayi! Nasta khatam karne se pehle hi behosh ho gayi saali!"
Papa ne aage jhuk kar Mummy ke chehre ko dekha, unke hothon par phaila jam dekha aur aaram se sofe se khade hue. Unhone Chand se kaha:
"Chal, ise utha... kamre mein le chalte hain."
Chand ne fauran apne dono haathon se Mummy ki nangi, bhari jaanghon aur chuutadon ke neeche se pakad kar unhe uthaya, aur Papa ne Mummy ke naram kandhon aur kamar ko apni baahon mein thaam liya. Mini dress unke jism par aur upar chhadh chuki thi, jisse unki gori, bhari-poori gaand poori tarah hawa mein nangi latak rahi thi.
Dono ladke Mummy ke be-sudh, bhari jism ko utha kar corridor se hote hue seedha master bedroom ki taraf badh gaye, aur main unke peeche-peeche dabe paon chalne laga.
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Poori raat mere dimaag mein aag lagi rahi.
Main apne kamre ke bistar par pada karwatein badalta raha, par neend ka ek jhonka tak nahi aaya. Master bedroom ka darwaza band tha, par andar se aati geeli, narm sarsarahat, bistar ki char-charahat aur beech-beech mein Chand ke gande thahake mere kaano ko cheerte rahe. Sharab ke nashe mein dhedh Mummy ko dono ne bistar par kaise nochha hoga, yeh khayal mere jism mein ajeeb si lazzat aur aag bhar raha tha. Subah ki azaan ke waqt kahin ja kar meri thaki hui aankhein lagi thin.
Jab aankh khuli... toh sir kisi lohe ke hathode ki tarah dukh raha tha.
Maine aadhi band aankhon se deewar ki taraf dekha—khidki ke parde cheer kar aati dhoop seedha mere bistar ke aage farsh par dhal chuki thi. Maine tezi se phone utha kar time dekha.
Dopahar ke theek baarah baj rahe the!
Main itni der tak be-sudh sota raha tha. Maine bistar se pair neeche utare, sar jhukaya aur aahista se apne kamre ka darwaza khol kar baahar corridor mein jhaanka.
Socha tha raat ka toofan tham chuka hoga aur woh harami Chand ja chuka hoga... par corridor mein kadam rakhte hi mera dimaag sunn pad gaya.
Hall mein bidi ke kadwe dhuen ki baasi badboo phaili hui thi. Aur dining table aur kitchen ke platform par nigaah padte hi mere raungte khade ho gaye.
Table par aur zameen par dher saari groceries aur rashan ke bhaari thele bikhre pade the—atta, daal, tel ke can, mehenge fruits, dher saare ande, aur sath mein beedi aur cigarettes ke poore bundle! Saaf pata chal raha tha ki koi yahan se jaane nahi wala tha... balki us harami Chand ne yahan poori tarah apna dera daal liya tha!
Yeh dekh kar mere andar khauf aur gusse ki lehar daud gayi.
Chand ko yahan se nikalna zaroori tha, par bina kisi hungame ke. Aur sabse pehle... Ammi ko poori tarah lachar karna tha.
Maine foran dabe kadmon se apne kamre mein wapas aakar darwaza andar se bheench liya. Jeb se mobile nikaala aur seedha Abbu ka number dial kar diya.
*TRRR... TRRR...*
Doosri taraf se Abbu ne pehli hi ghanti par call utha liya. Unki aawaaz mein wahi be-chaini aur laachaari bhari hui thi:
"Idris?! Idris bol beta... sab theek hai wahan?! Raat se mera kaleja phat raha hai beta!"
Maine apni aawaaz ko behad dabi hui, sanjeeda aur hoshiyaar sarsarahat mein badal diya:
"Abbu... meri baat dhyan se suniye. Aawaaz neechi rakhiye, main bohot mushkil se chup kar call kar raha hoon."
"Haan beta bol... kya hua?!"
"Abbu, agar hume un logon ko jhukana hai aur Ammi ko unke qabze se todna hai... toh sabse pehle unka sabse bada sahara chheenna hoga—paisa!" Maine unke kaan mein zeher gholte hue yaad dilaya: "Aap toh khud bank mein hain Abbu, poora banking system aapke haath mein hai! Ammi ko lagta hai unke paas aapki kamai aur joint account ka sahara hai... Woh aapke paise par aish kar rahi hain!"
"H-Haan..." Abbu ne jhatke se socha.
"Aap bina ek pal ganwaye foran apni branch ke staff ko bolkar ya system par baith kar kaam kijiye!" Maine aage aag lagayi: "Ammi ka naam apne joint account se foran hatwaiye! Unke naam ka debit card aur ATM turant block karwa kar unka sara access freeze kar dijiye! Ek naya paisa unke haath mein nahi aana chahiye! Jab unki jeb mein ek phooti kauri nahi bachegi, toh unka saara ghamand toot kar zameen par aa girega!"
Doosri taraf Abbu jaise badle ki aag aur apne banker hone ke roab mein jhoom uthe:
"Tu bilkul sach keh raha hai mere sher! Main toh gusse mein apna sabse bada hathiyar bhool hi gaya tha! Main abhi branch phone karke system se us be-sharm aurat ka naam account se uda deta hoon, aur uska ATM abhi hotlist karwata hoon! Ek kauri nahi nikaal payegi woh! Tu bas andar khabar rakh beta, main system se hi unki kamar todta hoon!"
"Ji Abbu... jaldi kijiye. Main phone rakh raha hoon."
Maine call kaat di.
Screen kaali hote hi mere soojhe hue hothon par ek teekhi, shaitani muskaan tair gayi. Abbu ko lag raha tha woh badla le rahe hain... jabki unhe andaza bhi nahi tha ki unhone khud apne haathon se Ammi ke aakhiri sahare ko kaat diya tha. Ab Ammi ke paas na paisa bacha tha, na shauhar... woh poori tarah se Akash ke rehem-o-karam aur uske lund ki mohtaaj ban chuki thin.
Maine phone jeb mein daala, chehre par aam shararat aur be-parwahi laayi aur kamre se nikal kar hall mein aa gaya.
Hall mein TV par tezi se gaane chal rahe the.
Sofe par Chand banyan aur neele pajama mein dono taangein table par tika kar aaram se phaila baitha tha. Ek haath mein bidi sulag rahi thi aur doosre haath se remote daba raha tha. Table par ande ke chilke aur chai ka cup pada tha.
Mujhe dekhte hi usne bidi ka dhuan meri taraf chhodte hue ghatiya hansi hasi:
"Aa gaya nawabzada? Dopahar ke baarah baje neend khul rahi hai teri! Bada thak gaya tha kya raat ko jam malte-malte?"
Maine un bikhre hue groceries ke thelon aur Chand ke aaram ko dekhte hue pucha:
"Papa kahan hain...?"
Chand ne bidi ka lamba kash kheencha aur be-parwah andaaz mein bola:
"Akash bhai college gaye hain. Unka koi mock exam tha aaj... padhaku banda hai na tera naya baap, exam nahi chhodta. Bol kar gaye hain do ghante mein nipat kar wapas aayenge." Chand ne mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha aur ek shaitani muskaan ke saath aage jhuka: "Tab tak... poore makaan mein mera raaj hai!"
"Aur... Ammi kahan hain?" Maine aahista se poocha, meri nazrein corridor ke aage master bedroom ke aadhe khule darwaze ki taraf gayi thin.
Chand ne bidi ka thoda sa bacha hua hissa table par rakhi katori mein masla aur zor se hasha:
"Kahan hogi saali... bistar par dhedh padi hai! Sharab ka aisa bhari hangover chadha hai ki sar tak nahi utha pa rahi. Raat ko club ki daaru aur hum dono ke tagde lundon ne aisi kamar todi hai uski ki shaam tak bistar se hilne ki aukaat nahi hai uski!"
Maine dabe paon master bedroom ke darwaze ke paas jaakar halka sa andar jhaanka.
Kamre ke andar AC ki thandi hawa mein Mummy bistar par ulti leti hui be-sudh so rahi thin. Black mini dress unki peeth par bikhri hui thi, ek gora kandha poori tarah nanga tha aur unke bikhre baal takiye par faile the. Chehre par sharab ke hangover ka gehra khumaar tha, gaal tamtamaye hue the aur hothon ke kinare abhi bhi thodi soojan aur laali chamak rahi thi. Neend mein hi unke hothon se ek dheemi, dard-bhari siskari nikal rahi thi jaise sar aur badan dono aag ki tarah dukh rahe hon.
Maine dheere se darwaza wapas kheench diya aur hall mein laut aaya.
Chand ne mujhe aate dekha toh uske hothon par ek purani, shaitani muskaan tair gayi. Usne apne pajama ki jeb mein haath daala aur ek mota, expertly lapat kar banaya hua joint baahar nikaala.
Usne lighter se joint ke aage aag lagayi, do lambe kash kheenche jisse aage ka hissa laal angaare ki tarah dehak utha, aur meethi, kadwi ganje ki khushboo poore hall mein phail gayi.
Chand ne dhuaan chhat ki taraf chhodte hue joint meri taraf badha diya:
"Le saale... purane din yaad kar! Tu bhi kya munh latkaye ghoom raha hai. Ek lamba kash kheench... raat ki saari thakan aur dimaag ka sara bojh ek jhatke mein hawa ho jayega."
Pehle ek pal ke liye mere andar halki si jhijhak aayi... par agley hi pal, dimaag mein chal rahi be-chaini, Ammi ka woh nanga tamasha aur Chand ka yeh bebaak ghamand sab kuch mere upar haawi ho gaya. Mujhe is waqt thode sukoon aur nashaeli aazaadi ki sakht zaroorat thi.
Maine aage badh kar bina kisi inkaar ke Chand ke haath se woh joint thaam liya.
Ungliyon ke beech joint pakadte hi maine use apne hothon par lagaya aur ek lamba, gehra kash andar kheench liya.
*Fsssshh...*
Garam, teekha aur nashaela dhuan mere gale ko cheerte hue seedha fefdon tak utar gaya. Halka sa dhuen ka jhatka laga, par jaise hi maine dhuan hothon se baahar chhora, mere poore jism mein ek ajeeb sa thanda, halka saroor daudne laga. Raat bhar ka jaagna aur sar ka saara bhaari-pan pal bhar mein pighalne laga.
Chand ne mujhe aese maze se kash lagate dekh kar ek chaudi, kamini hansi hasi:
"Haan bhenchod... aese kheench! Ab lag raha hai na tu mera purana chela!"
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Ganje ka nasha dheere-dheere mere dimaag ki har ek nas par chhadhta chala gaya.
Maine do-teen lambe kash aur kheenche. Har kash ke saath deewaron ke rang phailte hue mehsoos hue, TV ki aawaaz kisi door ke kuen se aati hui lagi, aur mera jism sofe par bilkul rui ki tarah halka ho gaya. Main sofe par peeche sar tika kar aankhein moond gaya aur ek ajeeb si lazzat-bhari behoshi ke aalam mein doobta chala gaya.
Uske baad kya hua... kitna waqt guzra... mujhe kuch theek se yaad nahi.
Dimaag ke kisi kone mein bas dhuandhli si yaadein thin—main gate ke khulne ki aawaaz, Papa ki wahi roabdaar, bhari mardaana aawaaz, Chand ka koi zordaar thahaka, aur phir do anjaan ladkiyon ki chehekti, nazaakat-bhari hansi. Ek pal ke liye laga jaise Papa do ladkiyon ko lekar ghar ke andar dakhil hue hon... koi hansi-mazaak hua tha, kisi ne mere kandhe ko hilaya tha, kisi ki garam, reshmi chhuvan mere gaalon par phisli thi... par mere dimaag par ganje aur neend ka aesa kaala parda gira hua tha ki main aankhein tak nahi khol saka.
Phir sab kuch bilkul shaant aur kaala ho gaya.
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Jab meri aankhein khulin... toh saroor abhi bhi dimaag ke pichhle hisse mein halka sa tair raha tha.
Kamre mein halka madham andhera tha aur AC ki thandi, sarsarati hawa chal rahi thi. Mere hosh aahista-aahista laut rahe the.
Lekin jaise hi maine hilne ki koshish ki, mere pure wajood mein ek aisi bijli si daudi ki meri saans gale mein atakk gayi.
Mera poora jism nanga tha! Kapde ka ek dhaaga tak mere badan par nahi tha.
Aur mere theek bagal mein... bistar par mere bilkul sat kar ek behad khubsurat, behaya aur garam aurat nangi leti hui thi!
Maine aankhein phailaye use dekha.
Woh lagbhag 22-23 saal ki ek behad qaatil Nepali ladki thi. Uski gori, makhmali chamdi doodh aur shehad ki tarah chamak rahi thi. Chhoti, teekhi aur nashili aankhein, chikne ubhre hue gaal, aur kamar tak faile reshmi kaale baal. Uska jism aesa tarasha hua tha ki dekh kar kisi ka bhi kaleja kaanp jaye—bhare-bhare gore mamme jinke ubhre hue gulabi aereola meri nangi chhaati se tike hue the, aur uski patli chikni kamar par se chaadar hat chuki thi.
Uski ek nangi, chikni gori jaangh mere dono pairo ke beech phansi hui thi, aur mera lund uski garam, naram rano ke beech dab kar lohe jaisa taana hua khada tha.
Us Nepali apsara ka ek naram gora haath mere seene par tha, aur uski garam saansein meri gardan par pad rahi thin. Woh abhi aadhi neend mein thi aur uske gore hothon par ek be-parwah, madhosh muskaan tair rahi thi.
Mere dimaag ke saare taar hil gaye. Main apne hi kamre ke bistar par, bina kapdon ke, is anjaan Nepali bomb ke sath nanga soya hua tha... jabki baahar hall mein Papa, Chand aur shayed doosri ladki ka khel chal raha tha!
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Maine badi hoshiyaari aur narmi se uske gore haath ko apne seene se hataya. Uski bhari, chikni jaangh ko aahista se sarkate hue maine khud ko uski lapet se alag kiya.
Lekin jaise hi main thoda peeche khiska, meri nazar bistar ki chaadar aur uske dono phaili hui jaanghon ke beech padi—aur meri aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin.
Chaadar par ek behad bada, geela aur gaadha dhabba phaila hua tha. Aur us Nepali ladki ki makhmali, chikni jaanghon aur uski choot ke gulabi labon se safed, gaadha maal lagatar riss kar chaadar par beh raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi ne uski choot ko andar tak ubalte hue maaldaar seene se khol kar bhar diya ho.
Itna zyada maal!
Maine apne tanaav ko dekha aur phir us geelay sailab ko. Mera kamzor aur aam sa lund itna bhaari, pahaad jaisa maal chhodne ke qabil hi nahi tha. Yeh meri aukaat se koson door tha. Yeh saaf taur par Papa aur Chand dono ke ubalte hathiyaron ka milakar chhoda hua sailab tha—theek waise hi jaise us din studio flat mein hua tha. Dono ne is gori Nepali ki choot ko nichod kar apna gaadha beej bhara tha... lekin mere dimaag mein Chand ka koi wajood nahi tha. Mere liye yeh poora ehsaan aur yeh inaam sirf aur sirf Papa ka tha.
Papa ke bina Chand ki kya aukaat thi? Papa ne hi is khubsurat Nepali apsara ko apne roab se jeeta tha, apne kaale sariye se thoka tha, aur phir apne sabse wafadaar bete ke bistar par aakar gift ke taur par saja diya tha.
Mere hothon par ek be-inteha sharmili aur garv-bhari muskaan tair gayi.
"Papa ka gift..." mere munh se madhosh sarsarahat nikli.
Is ehsaas ne mere andar ek ajeeb sa cuckold nasha bhar diya ki Papa ne ek baar phir mere liye apna shikaar bhej kar mujhe apna sachha beta saabit kar diya tha.
Maine bistar se pair neeche utare, zameen par pada apna pajama utha kar pehna aur dabe qadmon se kamre ka darwaza khol kar corridor mein nikal aaya.
Corridor mein halka sannata tha, par hall ka nazaara dekh kar meri saansein tham gayin.
Hall mein be-hisaab hawas aur chudai ki thakan bikhri padi thi.
Sofe aur farsh par teeno log be-sudh pade so rahe the! Papa ek taraf sofe par poori tarah nange, be-parwah soye hue the. Chand doosri taraf zameen par gadday par ulti taangein phaila kar kharrate le raha tha. Aur unke beech... ek aur behad gori, sexy aur lambi ladki—poori tarah se nangi—unke kadmon ke paas aadhi sofe aur aadhi farsh par giri hui so rahi thi. Uski nangi peeth aur bhare chuutadon par thappadon ke laal nishaan saaf chamak rahe the, aur charon taraf bikhri hui botalon, gandi chaadron aur dhuen ki mehak se saaf tha ki yahan kaisa toofan guzra tha.
Maine palat kar master bedroom ke darwaze ki taraf dekha.
Darwaza waise hi halka sa aadha band tha. Maine dheere se andar jhaanka—Mummy abhi bhi bistar par waisi hi be-sudh leti thin. Raat ki sharab ka heavy hangover unke jism par aesa chhaya hua tha ki baahar hone wale is naye toofan ki unhe koi khabar tak nahi thi. Woh bilkul be-khabar, thaki hui neend mein doobi hui thin.
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Ghar ki halat kisi kothe se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Ek taraf mere kamre ke bistar par gori Nepali maal nangi soyi hui thi, hall mein do mard aur ek teesri nangi ladki be-sudh pade the, aur doosri taraf master bedroom mein meri maa sharab ke khumaar mein be-khabar thi.
Main abhi is manzar ko dekh hi raha tha ki master bedroom ke andar bistar par karwat lene ki aawaaz aayi.
Mummy jaag rahi thin!
Unke hothon se ek gehri, dard-bhari siskari nikli: "Uff re... sar phat raha hai mera..."
Unhone dono haathon se apna sar pakda aur aalsi, dard-bhari aawaaz mein aankhein kholin. Unka kaajal baha hua tha aur chehra hangover se soojha hua tha. Jaise hi unki nazar darwaze par khade mujh par padi, unhone ek thaki hui saans li aur dard se karah kar boli:
"Idris... aage aa zara... uff, yeh dress jism mein chub rahi hai meri. Peeche se chain khol iski... saans nahi li ja rahi mujhse."
Maine bina kuch bole foran kadam badhaye aur bistar ke paas ja kar jhuka. Raat ki pehni hui woh tight black mini dress unke bhare-poore badan par buri tarah sikudi hui thi. Maine unki peeth par lage zip ke runner ko pakda aur neeche kheench diya.
Mummy ne khud dono baazuon ko sikoda aur aage jhuk kar woh tang kapda apne jism se alag kar diya. Dress zameen par girte hi unka gora, bhara-poora aur paseene se geela badan poori tarah nanga ho gaya. 40 saal ke us ubharte husn par raat ki chudai ke halkay surkh nishaan chamak rahe the.
Unhone apna sar thaama aur zameen par nange pair tikate hue ladkharati aawaaz mein kaha:
"Mera dimaag ghoom raha hai... ulti jaisi lag rahi hai... mujhe bathroom jana hai."
Mummy bistar se uthin aur bina kapdon ke, bilkul nangi, ladkharate kadmon se kamre se baahar corridor ki taraf nikal padin.
Main unke theek peeche tha.
Jaise hi Mummy ne corridor paar kiya aur bathroom ki taraf mudne ke liye hall mein kadam rakha...
Achanak unke kadam zameen par freeze ho gaye.
Unhone aankhein phaad kar hall ka manzar dekha—sofe par nanga sota hua Akash, zameen par kharrate leta Chand, bikhri hui sharab ki botlein, aur unke kadmon ke beech aadhi farsh par giri hui ek anjaan nangi ladki!
Ek pal ke liye sannata chha gaya... aur agley hi pal, Mummy ke gale se aisi dehshat-bhari aur kaanp-uthne wali teekhi cheekh nikli ki poora makaan hil gaya—
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Cheekh sunte hi sofe aur farsh par soye hue teeno log hadbada kar uth baithe.
Mummy ka poora nanga badan gusse aur aag mein thar-thar kaanpne laga. Hangover aur thakan ka ek-ek bojh pal bhar mein hawa ho chuka tha. Unki aankhein laal angaare ban chuki thin aur woh dono haath hawa mein lehrate hue pagal kutti ki tarah cheekh uthin:
"YEH KYA HAI?! AKASHHH!! CHAND!! KYA HAI YEH SAB?!"
Mummy ki aawaaz poore makaan mein goonj rahi thi:
"Mere ghar ko... mere ghar ko randikhana bana diya tum kamino ne?! Yeh kaun si randiyan utha kar laye ho yahan?! Yeh mera ghar hai ya koi kotha chala rahe ho tum log bhenchod?!"
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Chand ne aankhein malte hue zameen par karwat li aur be-parwah thahaka lagaya: "Arey Khala... subah-subah kyu gala faad rahi ho? Thoda aaram karne do!"
Woh anjaan nangi ladki bhi hadbada kar uthi, apne bikhre baal theek karte hue chaadar se apna nanga badan chupane ki koshish karne lagi.
Par Papa...
Papa ke chehre par na koi hadbadahat thi, na koi ghabrahat.
Woh bilkul shaant andaaz mein sofe se uthe. Poori tarah nange, bina kisi kapde ke, unka kaala tagda ling aaram ki halat mein unki jaanghon ke beech jhul raha tha. Unhone kisi sher ki tarah aalsi angdayi li aur be-khauf kadmon se chalte hue seedha kaanpti hui nangi Ammi ke theek aage aakar khade ho gaye.
Ammi gusse se haanf rahi thin, unka bhara-poora nanga seena tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha: "Jawab do Akash! Yeh sab kya hai mere ghar—"
Isse pehle ki Ammi apna jumla poora kar patein, Papa ne aage badh kar apna garam, chauda haath badi narmi se Ammi ki nangi, gori kamar par tika diya.
Agley hi pal, Papa ne unhe kheenchte hue apne seene se sata liya.
Ammi ka gusse se tana hua jism ek pal ke liye thithak gaya. Papa ki ungliyan Ammi ki makhmali reedh ki haddi par aahista-aahista ghoomne lagin, aur doosre haath se Papa ne Ammi ke bikhre reshmi baalon ko unke kaan ke peeche sameta.
Papa ne apna chehra Ammi ki garam gardan ke paas jhukaya. Unke hothon ne Ammi ke kaan ki lau ko halka sa chhua aur ek behad madhosh, rasbhari aur mardaana phusphusahat unke kaan mein daali:
"Shhh... itna gussa kyu kar rahi ho meri jaan? Raat ko club mein kitna khil rahi thi tum... bhool gayi kitna maza aaya tha? Tumhare is gore jism par yeh teekha gussa achha nahi lagta, Saira..."
Papa ke hothon ne Ammi ke naram, tamtamaye gaal aur gardan par ek gehra, meetha chumban chhod diya.
Unki mardaana chhuvan, unki mehak aur unke un gehre shabdon ne Ammi ke andar jalti hui aag par thanda paani daal diya. 40 saal ki aurat ka sara gussa us 19 saal ke jawan mard ki chhuvan ke aage pighalne laga. Ammi ki saansein dheemi padne lagin, aankhon ka laal dhabba madhoshi mein badalne laga, aur unke nange kandhe thode jhuk gaye.
"P-Par Akash... yeh sab..." Ammi ki aawaaz ab rone jaisi aur kamzor ho chuki thi: "Log kya kahenge... ghar mein aese..."
Theek usi pal—
Papa ke chehre ka narm jadoo ek jhatke mein gayab ho gaya.
Unhone apni mazboot ungliyon se Ammi ki thodi ko kaskar dabocha aur unka sar thoda upar utha diya. Papa ki aankhon mein achanak ek aisi thandi, be-reham aur kaanp-uthne wali mardaana sakhti ubhar aayi jise dekh kar Ammi ki zubaan talwe se chipak gayi.
Papa ne apni bhari, aahista aur patthar jaisi aawaaz mein seedha unki aankhon mein jhaankte hue hukum sunaya:
"Pehle toh apna gala neecha rakh, Saira."
Ammi ka gala sookh gaya.
"Aur doosri baat..." Papa ki pakad Ammi ki thodi par aur sakht ho gayi: "Yeh 'tera ghar' kya hota hai? Yaad hai na kal raat kya hua tha? Scooter par baith kar tera purana shauhar hamesha ke liye bhaag chuka hai. Yeh makaan ab mera hai... aur yahan ka har ek kona, har ek bistar aur tu khud meri milkiyat hai!"
Ammi ki palkein thartharane lagin.
"Main is ghar mein jise chahe launga aur jo chahe karunga," Papa ne aawaaz ko bilkul dheema aur thanda rakhte hue samjhaya: "Tujhe bas wahi karna hai jo main bolunga. Aage se mere aage aisi cheekh-pukaar karne ki galti mat karna... samjhi na?"
Ammi ke nange jism mein ek thandi sarsarahat daud gayi. Unka saara bacha-khucha gussa pal bhar mein shaant ho gaya. Unhone palkein jhukayin aur surrender karte hue aahista se sar hila diya:
"J-Ji... samajh gayi Akash..."
Corridor mein khada main apni maa ko is tarah apne hi umar ke naye Papa ke aage poori tarah jhukte hue dekh kar andar tak jhoom utha.
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Shaam dhalte-dhalte ghar ka poora mahaul ek ajeeb si azaad aur be-sharm masti mein dhal gaya tha.
Dono ladkiyan bhi ab aaram se t-shirt aur shorts mein hall mein ghoom rahi thin. Mere kamre se nikli woh gori Nepali ladki aur hall wali doosri ladki, dono Chand aur Papa ke sath sofa par baith kar be-fikr hokar hans rahi thin.
Bathroom se naha kar nikli Mummy ka saara gussa aur hangover ab gayab ho chuka tha. Unhone ek simple, dheeli printed kurti pehni hui thi jiske neeche unka bhara-poora jism bina bra ke saaf ubhra hua tha. Papa ke us thande roab ne unhe samajha diya tha ki ab yeh makaan unke purane bandhanon se azaad ho chuka hai, aur aahista-aahista woh bhi is be-sharm mahaul mein dhalne lagi thin.
Raat ke lagbhag nau baj rahe the jab kitchen se masaledar chicken korma aur garam-garam rotiyon ki teekhi khushboo poore ghar mein phail gayi.
"Khana lag gaya hai... aakar kha lo sab," Mummy ne kitchen ke darwaze se aakar dheemi aawaaz mein ailaan kiya.
Sab dining table par aakar jam gaye. Papa table ke mukhya chair par the, unke bagal mein Chand, saamne dono ladkiyan, aur main kone mein baitha tha.
Mummy table ke charon taraf ghoom-ghoom kar sabki plates mein garam korma aur rotian parosne lagin. Unki dheeli kurti ke gale se unki gori, bhari cleavage baar-baar jhalak rahi thi.
Chand ne chicken ki ek nali todi aur gravy chaat-te hue ankh maar kar bola:
"Ufff Khala... kya swaad hai! Sachi keh raha hoon, jitna meetha ras tumhare jism mein hai na, utna hi jaadoo tumhare haathon mein hai! Raat bhar dono mardon ne jo tumhari kamar todi thi, yeh chicken kha kar toh lagta hai saari thakan chhootak mein gayab ho jayegi!"
Nepali ladki ne munh par haath rakh kar khilkhilate hue kaha: "Haan aunty, taste toh sach mein kamaal hai! Aur waise bhi Akash aur Chand ne jis tarah dopahar ko hall mein aur bed par aag lagayi thi... hum dono ko bhi energy ki sakht zaroorat thi!"
Mummy ke gore gaal sharm aur garam ehsaas se tamtama uthe. Pehle unhone jheemp kar nazar jhukayi, par phir unke hothon par bhi ek dabi hui, shokh muskaan khil gayi:
"Besharam ladkiyan... tum logon ko zara bhi sharm-lehaaz nahi hai, kiske aage kya bol rahi ho!"
Jab Mummy table par thoda aage jhuk kar roti parosne lagin, toh unki dheeli kurti ka gala aage ko jhul gaya. Unke bhare-bhare, gore aur bina bra ke chhalakte mammon ka gehra jharokha theek dono ladkiyon ke saamne khul gaya.
Nepali ladki ki nazrein seedha Mummy ke un ubhre hue gore ufaan par jam gayin. Uski aankhon mein achanak ek ajeeb si shararati chamak aayi, aur usne bina kisi jhijhak ke aage badh kar Mummy ki makhmali, chikni kamar par halki si chutki kaat li!
"Ufff!" Mummy ke munh se ek jhatke ke sath narm siskari nikli aur woh peeche hati: "Yeh kya badtameezi hai!"
Nepali ladki ne be-sharm hansi ke saath apni ungliyan hothon par pheri: "Badtameezi nahi aunty... tareef hai! Mardon ki toh baat hi chhoro, aapka yeh bhara-poora gora badan dekh kar toh mera khud mann behakne laga hai! Itni chikni kamar aur itna bhari figure kisi 20 saal ki ladki ka bhi nahi hota!"
Doosri ladki ne bhi khilkhilate hue Ammi ke ubhre hue chuutad ki taraf dekha aur mazaak mein aag lagayi:
"Sahi bol rahi hai... Akash ne dopahar ko bataya tha ki Aunty ki choot ka zaiqa kitna meetha aur nashila hai. Qasam se, mera toh mann kar raha hai ki aaj raat mardon ke sath-sath thoda main bhi Aunty ke is rasbhare jism ko chaat kar dekhun!"
Mummy ka poora chehra kaan tak laal tamtamat utha. Zindagi mein pehli baar unhe do jawan ladkiyon se aisi khule-aam jism-faroshi wali chhuvan aur tareef mil rahi thi. Unki aankhon mein sharm ke sath-sath ek ajeeb si chhipti hui uttejna phail gayi. Unhone jhoothi narazgi se us Nepali ladki ke kandhe par halki chapat maari:
"Dhatt haramzadiyon! Ladki hokar ladki ke jism par dore daal rahi ho... kaisi behaya chhokriyan ho tum dono!"
Chand ne table par hath patak kar zordaar thahaka lagaya:
"Hahaha! Bhenchod kya nazaara hai! Dekh lo Akash bhai... Khala ka jaadoo ab laundiyon par bhi chalne laga hai! Ek kaam karo, aaj raat in teeno aurton ko nanga karke aapas mein lada do... ek doosre ki choot chaatein, tab aayega asli maza!"
Papa ne aaram se chicken ka piece chaba kar thanda paani piya aur ek maghroor, mardaana muskaan ke sath khadi hui Mummy ki nangi jaangh par table ke kinare se haath phera:
"Kyu Saira... ladkiyon ke sath chatwayi karne ka mann hai tera?"
Papa ke is sawaal aur jaangh par unki garam mardaana pakad ne Mummy ke pairon ke beech aag laga di. Unhone sharm se hoth daanton mein dabaye, gardan jhukayi aur madhosh siskari leti hui dheemi aawaaz mein boli:
"Aap... aap bhi na Akash... unke sath milkar mujhe chhedte rehte hain..."
Papa ne unki jaangh par thoda dabav badhaya: "In sab ko dabakar khila. Kal raat se lekar abhi tak sabne achhi mehnat ki hai... aur raat ko phir se lamba session chalna hai. Koi beech mein thakna nahi chahiye."
"Aap bas hukum kijiye... kisi cheez ki kami nahi hogi," Mummy ne surrender karte hue kaha.
Chand ne table par se awaz lagayi: "Arey Idris saale! Tu kyu chup-chaap baitha hai? Apni is saheli ko thoda gravy daal ke khila... dopahar ko tere bistar par aadhi behosh padi thi tere lund ke sahare!"
Us Nepali ladki ne meri taraf dekh kar ek nashili ankh mari aur meri jaangh par table ke neeche apna nanga pair ragad diya. Table par baithe sab log zordaar thahake maar kar hasne lage.
Dining table par baitha main apni maa ko do jawan ladkiyon, apne 19 saal ke baap aur ek rowdy gunde ke beech aese gandi baaton aur aurat-aurat ki hawas par khilkhilate dekh kar hairan bhi tha aur be-inteha garam bhi. Meri shareef maa ab is naye, azaad aur be-hisaab hawas-bhare randikhane ki aadhi maalkin ban kar dhal chuki thi.
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Khana khatam hote hi Papa ne chair peeche kheenchi aur aaram se khade ho gaye.
Unhone dono ladkiyon aur Mummy par ek maalikana nazar daali aur hukum diya:
"Chalo sab andar... ab asli khel shuru karte hain."
Chand ne ek be-sharm thahaka lagaya aur dono ladkiyon ke chuutadon par ek-ek thappad maarta hua unhe aage badhane laga. Dono ladkiyan khilkhilati hui master bedroom ki taraf chal deen. Mummy ne aakhiri jhoothi plate basin mein daali, haath dhoe aur sar jhukaye, bina kisi inkaar ke un sab ke peeche-peeche chal padin.
Main chupchap khada dekhta raha.
Paanchon log—Papa, Chand, Mummy aur dono ladkiyan—ek sath master bedroom ke andar dakhil hue.
*Khatack!*
Andar se kundi chadhne ki aawaaz aayi aur AC ki sarsarahat ke sath darwaza band ho gaya.
Main akele hall mein khada reh gaya. Maine jhoothe bartan aur bikhri hui cheezein sametin aur dabe paon chalte hue apne kamre mein aa gaya.
Kamre ka darwaza band karke main bistar par baith gaya. Wahi bistar jahan dopahar ko us Nepali ladki ki choot se Papa aur Chand ka gaadha maal nikal kar chaadar ko geela kar chuka tha. Us sookhe hue dhabbe ko dekh kar aur master bedroom se aati aawaazon ko sun kar mera lund pajama ke andar lohe ki tarah ainthne laga.
Deewar ke paar se ajeeb si madhosh, geeli aawaazein corridor ko cheer rahi thin—bistar ki char-charahat, kisi ke cheekhne aur karahne ki aawaaz, thappadon ki *chatak-chatak*, aur Mummy ki unchi hoti madhosh siskariyan. Aisa lag raha tha jaise wahan koi khaufnak hawas ka toofan chhid gaya ho jisme do mard teen aurton ko nichod rahe the.
Main deewar se peeth tikaye, apna lund mutthi mein jakde, ek ghante tak un aawaazon ke sahare aag mein tapti lazzat mein jhulsta raha.
Theek ek ghante baad—
*Khatack!*
Master bedroom ka darwaza halka sa khula aur corridor mein Papa ki bhari, saans-phooli aur roabdaar aawaaz goonji:
"Idris!"
Maine fauran apna pajama theek kiya aur kamre se nikal kar corridor mein lapka:
"J-Ji Papa... aaya!"
Papa master bedroom ke darwaze ke frame se nange jism ke sath teka lagaye khade the. Unka poora badan paseene se chamak raha tha aur seene par nakhunon ke laal kharonch the. Unhone haanfte hue mujhe hukum diya:
"Fridge se thandi bottles, kuch soda aur thode fruits kaat kar tray mein la... jaldi! Refreshment ki zaroorat hai andar sabko."
"Ji Papa... abhi laya!"
Maine sar jhukaya aur tezi se kitchen ki taraf daud pada.
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