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Rita ke badalte hue chehre ke bhaav dekhkar, mujhe laga ki aaj raat kuch toh hone wala hai. Aaj raat ke liye meri uttejana badhti ja rahi thi, haalaanki shayad main ab bhi iska khule dil se saamna nahi kar paa raha tha.
Rita ne thodi der socha, phir apna sar jhatka, uske lambe baal halke se udne lage, jaise wo apne dimaag ke uljhe vicharon ko bahar nikaal dena chahti ho. Uske baad, Rita ne kamre ki safai shuru ki...
Main Rita ko ghar ke kaam mein lagi dekhta raha, aur kuch bhi nahi hua. Maine computer ka monitor band kiya, apne chehre ko haathon se masla, ek gehri saans li, aur apna kaam jaari rakha. Par dimaag mein baar-baar aaj raat ke khayal aate rahe, jisse mera kaam baar-baar rukta raha.
Waqt tezi se guzar gaya, aur chhutti ka samay aa gaya. Mere saathi ek-ek karke mujhe bye bolkar ghar chale gaye. Office ke corridor mein unki hansi-mazaak ki awaazein goonj rahi thi. Sabke liye chhutti ka yeh pal sabse halka hota hai. Woh log baat karte hue ja rahe the ki ghar jaakar kya khayenge, ya square mein chakkar laga kar exercise karenge. Unke jaate hue dekhkar maine muskurate hue sar hila diya. Aaj raat main phir akela office mein reh gaya.
Aadhe ghante mein pura office khali ho gaya, aur charon taraf sannata chha gaya. Maine apne khali pet ko sehlaaya, aur socha ki khud ko thodi si khushi de doon. Bahar jaakar kuch khaane ka plan banaya, par darr tha ki kahin kuch miss na ho jaye. Maine “Swiggy” ko call kiya aur ek plate malaai chaap mangwayi. Bahut dinon baad yeh “junk food” kha raha tha. Waise toh mujhe malaai chaap pasand hai, par Rita meri sehat ke liye iski manahi karti hai. Aaj achanak malaai chaap khane ka mann hua, shayad dil ke us “garam” jazbaat ke saath taal-mel baithane ke liye.
Aadhe ghante baad malaai chaap aayi. Maine ghar ka monitor video chalu kiya aur khaate hue dekhne laga. Malaai chaap ki garmi aur teekhapan mere muh se leke pure shareer mein fail gaya. Dil aur muh dono hi garam ho rahe the. Ghar mein Rita pitaji ke liye poshtik daaliya bana rahi thi. Pitaji sofe par baithkar TV dekh rahe the. Kabhi-kabhi dono ki nazar ek-doosre se milti, aur pitaji jaldi se nazar hata lete. Rita isme kaafi khuli hui thi.
Khana banne ke baad, Rita ne ek katori daaliya nikala aur living room mein le gayi. Usne chamach se thodi daaliya li, apne hothon ke paas le jakar dheere se thandi ki. Uske hothon se nikalti saans daaliya ko thanda kar rahi thi. Phir usne chamach pitaji ke muh ke paas le gayi.
“Nahi, Rita, is baar main khud kha lunga. Har baar tu khilati hai, lagta hai main koi bimaar hoon,” pitaji ne thodi sharmindagi se mana kiya. Aisi raat, jab ghar mein sirf woh aur Rita akele the, bahut samay baad aayi thi. Pitaji ne thodi si ghabrahat mein katori li, aur jaldi mein daaliya chhalkate-chhalkate bachi.
“Tum toh bimaar hi ho na, thik hai, khud kha lo. Main bhi kuch kha leti hoon,” Rita ne muskurate hue katori chhod di.
Rita kitchen mein gayi aur apne liye bhi daaliya nikaali. Phir pitaji ke saath sofe par baithkar, dono chupchaap khana khaane lage aur TV dekhne lage. Dono ke dimaag mein kuch na kuch chal raha tha. Nazar ke kone se dono ek-doosre par dhyan de rahe the. Shayad pitaji ko bhi lag raha tha ki aaj raat kuch hone wala hai. Woh shayad “darr” rahe the, par saath hi thodi si ummeed bhi thi.
Main apni malaai chaap kha raha tha, aur un dono ko daaliya khaate dekh raha tha. Socha tha khud ko thodi khushi dunga, par ghar ke khane ke saamne meri yeh “junk food” haar gayi. “Pata hota toh kuch aur mangwata,” maine socha, aur bacchon jaisa competition ka khayal dil mein aaya.
Shayad pitaji ko bhi lag raha tha ki aaj raat shanti nahi hogi, ya shayad woh nahi chahte the ki Rita ka “plan” kaamyaab ho. Khana khaane ke baad, pitaji ne apna muh ponchha aur khade ho gaye.
“Rita, tu araam se kha, main thak gaya hoon, sone ja raha hoon. Tu bhi jaldi so ja,” pitaji ne jaldi-jaldi kaha aur bina Rita ke jawab ka intezaar kiye apne kamre ki taraf chal diye. Unke kadam ghabraye hue aur be-taal the, jaise woh kisi cheez se bhaag rahe hon.
Rita ne dheere se “hmm” kaha, par uski nazar TV par hi thi. Jab pitaji apne kamre mein gaye, tab usne unke darwaze ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek halki si hansi aur thodi si udaasi thi. Shayad pitaji ka yeh “dar” usko mazedaar laga, kyunki pitaji ka yeh darr unki umar se bilkul nahi milta tha.
Khana khaane ke baad, Rita ne kitchen thoda saaf kiya. Dopahar mein ghar pehle hi saaf ho chuka tha, toh kaam jaldi khatam ho gaya. Phir Rita apne kamre mein chali gayi. Kya Rita aise hi so jayegi? Nahi, itne baar ke baad main jaanta tha ki Rita aur pitaji ke beech aksar “achanak” kuch ho jata hai.
Living room ki batti band ho chuki thi. Pitaji apne kamre mein let gaye, apni saans ko control karne ki koshish kar rahe the. Dheere-dheere unki saans normal hui, aur woh aankhein band karke sone ki tayyari karne lage. Par kabhi-kabhi woh aankhein kholkar apne darwaze ki taraf dekhte. Kya woh dar rahe the ki Rita achanak andar aa jayegi, ya ummeed kar rahe the? Unka chehra uljha hua tha, shayad darr aur ummeed dono saath mein the. Agar Rita aaj raat pehal nahi karti, toh pitaji is haalat mein kabhi bhi khud se Rita ke paas nahi jayenge.
Rita apne kamre mein gayi aur kapde badalne lagi. Usne apni kamar ka belt khola, par phir ruk gayi. Usne haathon ko peechhe kiya, almari se ek towel nikala, aur bathroom ki taraf chali gayi. Kya woh aaj raat pitaji ke liye apne shareer ko saaf karna chahti thi?
Pitaji, jo kamre mein aankhein band kiye lethe the, Rita ke darwaza khulne ki awaaz sunte hi aankhein khol di. Woh apne darwaze ko ghoor rahe the, unka chehra pura tanav mein tha, thodi si ghabrahat bhi dikhi. Itne saalon baad bhi, sirf Rita hi pitaji ko itna ghabraya hua bana sakti thi. Jab unhone suna ki Rita bathroom mein chali gayi, tab unhone ek lambi saans chhodi aur bed par charon taraf fail gaye, jaise abhi koi bada sankat taal gaya ho.
Bathroom mein Rita ne apne kapde utare. Uska woh sundar shareer, jo dekhkar koi bhi thak nahi sakta, nanga ho gaya. Uske 34D ke gol-gol chuchi bilkul bhi jhuke nahi the, gulabi nipple chuchi ke sabse upar khade the. Patli kamar, jhaanton wala choot ka hissa, gulabi choot, aur peechhe se gol aur sundar gaand, lamba aur sidha pair...
Rita ne shower chalu kiya, paani uske baalon se leke pairon tak behne laga. Usne sar uthaya, paani ko chehre par padne diya, jaise apne vicharon ko saaf karna chahti ho. Main jaanta tha ki Rita ka dil ab shant nahi tha.
Kaafi der tak shower lene ke baad, Rita ne apne shareer ke har hisse ko saaf kiya—baal, gardan, gaal, phir chuchi, aur dheere-dheere choot ke paas. Sab saaf karne ke baad, usne apne shareer ko ponchha aur bathroom ke sheeshe ke saamne khadi ho gayi. Usne apne nange shareer ko dekha, shayad woh khud ko bhi pasand karti thi. Thodi der tak khud ko dekhne ke baad, usne sheeshe ke saamne model jaise pose dene shuru kiye, aur sab pose itne perfect the. Meri pant mein mera lund bhi khada ho gaya. Rita ek fashion design company mein kaam karti hai, jahan woh apne design kiye kapde pehenti hai, toh model jaisa chalna uske liye aasan tha. Uska chehra devta jaisa aur shareer shaitaan jaisa tha.
Monitor mein Rita ko dekhkar mujhe garv hua. Aisi sundar aur achhi biwi kisko nahi chahiye? Par aaj raat yeh sundar shareer shayad pitaji ke hawale hone wala tha. Mere dimaag mein pitaji ka bada lund Rita ki choot mein andar-bahar hone ki tasveer aayi...
Yeh sochkar dil mein thodi si takleef aur jalan hui. Pitaji ke accident ke baad mujhe laga tha ki main is sab ke liye tayaar ho chuka hoon, par yeh uljhan wapas aa gayi. Koi bhi apni sabse pyari cheez kisi ke saath baantna nahi chahta, khaas kar apni biwi ko.
Rita ne towel lapetkar bathroom se bahar aayi. Usne bathroom ki batti band ki, aur jab apne kamre ki taraf ja rahi thi, pitaji ke darwaze ki taraf dekha. Usne apne towel mein lapete shareer ko dekha, apne maathe par haath rakha, jaise koi faisla kar rahi ho. Kaafi der sochne ke baad, usne apne maathe ko masla aur apne kamre mein chali gayi.
Kamre mein jaakar Rita ne towel utara aur apna nightdress pehna. Is baar usne woh purana hara nightdress nahi, balki ek naya gulabi nightdress pehna. Yeh thoda zyada sexy tha, par phir bhi kaafi sada. Iska gala thoda gehra tha, jisse Rita ki chuchi ka cleavage dikh sakta tha. Nightdress ka niche ka hissa bhi chhota tha, jo ghutne ke upar tak tha, aur Rita ke lambe, safed pair poore dikh rahe the.
Yeh nightdress kab khareeda, mujhe pata bhi nahi tha. Waise bhi, main Rita ke kapdon par zyada dhyan nahi deta. Mere kapde, jooton ka size, sab Rita hi jaanti hai. Uske chune hue kapde mujhe hamesha perfect aate hain. Woh ek fashion designer hai, aur uske chune hue kapdon se meri personality aur bhi nikhar jati hai.
Nightdress pehnkar Rita ne apne shareer ko dekha, aur shayad khush hui. Phir woh kamre se bahar jaane lagi. Mera dil zor se dhadakne laga—kya woh pitaji ke kamre mein ja rahi thi?
Par darwaze par pahunchkar Rita ruk gayi. Usne darwaze ke handle par haath rakha, par uski aankhon mein jhijhak thi. Usne apne baalon ko chhua, apne upar ke hoth ko daanton se dabaya. Jab Rita khush hoti hai, woh neeche ka hoth dabati hai, par jab pareshan hoti hai, upar ka. Is chhoti si baat se uske dil ka haal samajh aata tha.
Rita ne faisla kar liya tha, par jab baat amal karne ki aayi, woh jhijhak gayi. Yeh swabhaavik hai—jo khayal dil mein sundar lagte hain, unhe sach karne mein alag hi ehsaas hota hai.
Mere dil mein do awaazein lad rahi thi. Ek awaaz chahti thi ki Rita pitaji ke kamre mein jaye aur chudai shuru ho, yeh meri gandi soch thi. Doosri awaaz chahti thi ki Rita apne kamre mein rahe, pitaji ke paas na jaye, yeh meri normal soch aur pyar tha.
Aakhir mein, meri khushi aur nirasha ke saath, Rita ne darwaze ka handle chhod diya aur apne bistar par let gayi. Par uski aankhon mein jhijhak ab bhi thi. Monitor ke do screen mein Rita aur pitaji apne-apne kamre mein lete the, par dono soye nahi the. Dono apne dil ko shant karne ki koshish kar rahe the, aur kabhi-kabhi apne darwaze ki taraf dekh rahe the...
Rita bistar par idhar-udhar karwat badalti rahi. Usne haath se bistar ki chadar ko chhua. Tab mujhe yaad aaya ki yeh wahi chadar thi, jis par Rita aur pitaji ne us raat chudai ki thi, jisme pitaji ka veerya aur Rita ka paani laga tha. Rita ne aaj wahi chadar kyun chuni? Kya iska koi matlab tha? Kya woh us raat ko yaad kar rahi thi?
Thodi der baad, Rita chadar par letkar uski khushboo soonghne lagi, jaise us raat ke nishaan dhoondh rahi ho. Uski aankhon mein ek udaasi aur yaadein dikhayi di, jo dheere-dheere vasna mein badal gayi. Uska chehra laal hone laga...
“Kai raaton tak main us raat ke ehsaas ko yaad karti hoon, jab tune mujhe zabardasti choda tha. Us ehsaas ko sochkar main apne aap ko chhoo leti hoon, aur jaldi hi jhad jati hoon. Us raat ke baad mujhe ek alag hi ehsaas mila, jisko yaad karke main khud ko rok nahi paati,” Rita ne pitaji se us raat kaha tha. Pehle mujhe laga tha ki yeh jhooth hoga, par ab lagta hai ki Rita ka yeh dil se nikla tha.
Ab Rita us chadar ke nishaan soonghkar us raat ko yaad kar rahi thi, aur uski yaadein uski vasna jagaa rahi thi...
Rita ke badalte hue chehre ke bhaav dekhkar, mujhe laga ki aaj raat kuch toh hone wala hai. Aaj raat ke liye meri uttejana badhti ja rahi thi, haalaanki shayad main ab bhi iska khule dil se saamna nahi kar paa raha tha.
Rita ne thodi der socha, phir apna sar jhatka, uske lambe baal halke se udne lage, jaise wo apne dimaag ke uljhe vicharon ko bahar nikaal dena chahti ho. Uske baad, Rita ne kamre ki safai shuru ki...
Main Rita ko ghar ke kaam mein lagi dekhta raha, aur kuch bhi nahi hua. Maine computer ka monitor band kiya, apne chehre ko haathon se masla, ek gehri saans li, aur apna kaam jaari rakha. Par dimaag mein baar-baar aaj raat ke khayal aate rahe, jisse mera kaam baar-baar rukta raha.
Waqt tezi se guzar gaya, aur chhutti ka samay aa gaya. Mere saathi ek-ek karke mujhe bye bolkar ghar chale gaye. Office ke corridor mein unki hansi-mazaak ki awaazein goonj rahi thi. Sabke liye chhutti ka yeh pal sabse halka hota hai. Woh log baat karte hue ja rahe the ki ghar jaakar kya khayenge, ya square mein chakkar laga kar exercise karenge. Unke jaate hue dekhkar maine muskurate hue sar hila diya. Aaj raat main phir akela office mein reh gaya.
Aadhe ghante mein pura office khali ho gaya, aur charon taraf sannata chha gaya. Maine apne khali pet ko sehlaaya, aur socha ki khud ko thodi si khushi de doon. Bahar jaakar kuch khaane ka plan banaya, par darr tha ki kahin kuch miss na ho jaye. Maine “Swiggy” ko call kiya aur ek plate malaai chaap mangwayi. Bahut dinon baad yeh “junk food” kha raha tha. Waise toh mujhe malaai chaap pasand hai, par Rita meri sehat ke liye iski manahi karti hai. Aaj achanak malaai chaap khane ka mann hua, shayad dil ke us “garam” jazbaat ke saath taal-mel baithane ke liye.
Aadhe ghante baad malaai chaap aayi. Maine ghar ka monitor video chalu kiya aur khaate hue dekhne laga. Malaai chaap ki garmi aur teekhapan mere muh se leke pure shareer mein fail gaya. Dil aur muh dono hi garam ho rahe the. Ghar mein Rita pitaji ke liye poshtik daaliya bana rahi thi. Pitaji sofe par baithkar TV dekh rahe the. Kabhi-kabhi dono ki nazar ek-doosre se milti, aur pitaji jaldi se nazar hata lete. Rita isme kaafi khuli hui thi.
Khana banne ke baad, Rita ne ek katori daaliya nikala aur living room mein le gayi. Usne chamach se thodi daaliya li, apne hothon ke paas le jakar dheere se thandi ki. Uske hothon se nikalti saans daaliya ko thanda kar rahi thi. Phir usne chamach pitaji ke muh ke paas le gayi.
“Nahi, Rita, is baar main khud kha lunga. Har baar tu khilati hai, lagta hai main koi bimaar hoon,” pitaji ne thodi sharmindagi se mana kiya. Aisi raat, jab ghar mein sirf woh aur Rita akele the, bahut samay baad aayi thi. Pitaji ne thodi si ghabrahat mein katori li, aur jaldi mein daaliya chhalkate-chhalkate bachi.
“Tum toh bimaar hi ho na, thik hai, khud kha lo. Main bhi kuch kha leti hoon,” Rita ne muskurate hue katori chhod di.
Rita kitchen mein gayi aur apne liye bhi daaliya nikaali. Phir pitaji ke saath sofe par baithkar, dono chupchaap khana khaane lage aur TV dekhne lage. Dono ke dimaag mein kuch na kuch chal raha tha. Nazar ke kone se dono ek-doosre par dhyan de rahe the. Shayad pitaji ko bhi lag raha tha ki aaj raat kuch hone wala hai. Woh shayad “darr” rahe the, par saath hi thodi si ummeed bhi thi.
Main apni malaai chaap kha raha tha, aur un dono ko daaliya khaate dekh raha tha. Socha tha khud ko thodi khushi dunga, par ghar ke khane ke saamne meri yeh “junk food” haar gayi. “Pata hota toh kuch aur mangwata,” maine socha, aur bacchon jaisa competition ka khayal dil mein aaya.
Shayad pitaji ko bhi lag raha tha ki aaj raat shanti nahi hogi, ya shayad woh nahi chahte the ki Rita ka “plan” kaamyaab ho. Khana khaane ke baad, pitaji ne apna muh ponchha aur khade ho gaye.
“Rita, tu araam se kha, main thak gaya hoon, sone ja raha hoon. Tu bhi jaldi so ja,” pitaji ne jaldi-jaldi kaha aur bina Rita ke jawab ka intezaar kiye apne kamre ki taraf chal diye. Unke kadam ghabraye hue aur be-taal the, jaise woh kisi cheez se bhaag rahe hon.
Rita ne dheere se “hmm” kaha, par uski nazar TV par hi thi. Jab pitaji apne kamre mein gaye, tab usne unke darwaze ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek halki si hansi aur thodi si udaasi thi. Shayad pitaji ka yeh “dar” usko mazedaar laga, kyunki pitaji ka yeh darr unki umar se bilkul nahi milta tha.
Khana khaane ke baad, Rita ne kitchen thoda saaf kiya. Dopahar mein ghar pehle hi saaf ho chuka tha, toh kaam jaldi khatam ho gaya. Phir Rita apne kamre mein chali gayi. Kya Rita aise hi so jayegi? Nahi, itne baar ke baad main jaanta tha ki Rita aur pitaji ke beech aksar “achanak” kuch ho jata hai.
Living room ki batti band ho chuki thi. Pitaji apne kamre mein let gaye, apni saans ko control karne ki koshish kar rahe the. Dheere-dheere unki saans normal hui, aur woh aankhein band karke sone ki tayyari karne lage. Par kabhi-kabhi woh aankhein kholkar apne darwaze ki taraf dekhte. Kya woh dar rahe the ki Rita achanak andar aa jayegi, ya ummeed kar rahe the? Unka chehra uljha hua tha, shayad darr aur ummeed dono saath mein the. Agar Rita aaj raat pehal nahi karti, toh pitaji is haalat mein kabhi bhi khud se Rita ke paas nahi jayenge.
Rita apne kamre mein gayi aur kapde badalne lagi. Usne apni kamar ka belt khola, par phir ruk gayi. Usne haathon ko peechhe kiya, almari se ek towel nikala, aur bathroom ki taraf chali gayi. Kya woh aaj raat pitaji ke liye apne shareer ko saaf karna chahti thi?
Pitaji, jo kamre mein aankhein band kiye lethe the, Rita ke darwaza khulne ki awaaz sunte hi aankhein khol di. Woh apne darwaze ko ghoor rahe the, unka chehra pura tanav mein tha, thodi si ghabrahat bhi dikhi. Itne saalon baad bhi, sirf Rita hi pitaji ko itna ghabraya hua bana sakti thi. Jab unhone suna ki Rita bathroom mein chali gayi, tab unhone ek lambi saans chhodi aur bed par charon taraf fail gaye, jaise abhi koi bada sankat taal gaya ho.
Bathroom mein Rita ne apne kapde utare. Uska woh sundar shareer, jo dekhkar koi bhi thak nahi sakta, nanga ho gaya. Uske 34D ke gol-gol chuchi bilkul bhi jhuke nahi the, gulabi nipple chuchi ke sabse upar khade the. Patli kamar, jhaanton wala choot ka hissa, gulabi choot, aur peechhe se gol aur sundar gaand, lamba aur sidha pair...
Rita ne shower chalu kiya, paani uske baalon se leke pairon tak behne laga. Usne sar uthaya, paani ko chehre par padne diya, jaise apne vicharon ko saaf karna chahti ho. Main jaanta tha ki Rita ka dil ab shant nahi tha.
Kaafi der tak shower lene ke baad, Rita ne apne shareer ke har hisse ko saaf kiya—baal, gardan, gaal, phir chuchi, aur dheere-dheere choot ke paas. Sab saaf karne ke baad, usne apne shareer ko ponchha aur bathroom ke sheeshe ke saamne khadi ho gayi. Usne apne nange shareer ko dekha, shayad woh khud ko bhi pasand karti thi. Thodi der tak khud ko dekhne ke baad, usne sheeshe ke saamne model jaise pose dene shuru kiye, aur sab pose itne perfect the. Meri pant mein mera lund bhi khada ho gaya. Rita ek fashion design company mein kaam karti hai, jahan woh apne design kiye kapde pehenti hai, toh model jaisa chalna uske liye aasan tha. Uska chehra devta jaisa aur shareer shaitaan jaisa tha.
Monitor mein Rita ko dekhkar mujhe garv hua. Aisi sundar aur achhi biwi kisko nahi chahiye? Par aaj raat yeh sundar shareer shayad pitaji ke hawale hone wala tha. Mere dimaag mein pitaji ka bada lund Rita ki choot mein andar-bahar hone ki tasveer aayi...
Yeh sochkar dil mein thodi si takleef aur jalan hui. Pitaji ke accident ke baad mujhe laga tha ki main is sab ke liye tayaar ho chuka hoon, par yeh uljhan wapas aa gayi. Koi bhi apni sabse pyari cheez kisi ke saath baantna nahi chahta, khaas kar apni biwi ko.
Rita ne towel lapetkar bathroom se bahar aayi. Usne bathroom ki batti band ki, aur jab apne kamre ki taraf ja rahi thi, pitaji ke darwaze ki taraf dekha. Usne apne towel mein lapete shareer ko dekha, apne maathe par haath rakha, jaise koi faisla kar rahi ho. Kaafi der sochne ke baad, usne apne maathe ko masla aur apne kamre mein chali gayi.
Kamre mein jaakar Rita ne towel utara aur apna nightdress pehna. Is baar usne woh purana hara nightdress nahi, balki ek naya gulabi nightdress pehna. Yeh thoda zyada sexy tha, par phir bhi kaafi sada. Iska gala thoda gehra tha, jisse Rita ki chuchi ka cleavage dikh sakta tha. Nightdress ka niche ka hissa bhi chhota tha, jo ghutne ke upar tak tha, aur Rita ke lambe, safed pair poore dikh rahe the.
Yeh nightdress kab khareeda, mujhe pata bhi nahi tha. Waise bhi, main Rita ke kapdon par zyada dhyan nahi deta. Mere kapde, jooton ka size, sab Rita hi jaanti hai. Uske chune hue kapde mujhe hamesha perfect aate hain. Woh ek fashion designer hai, aur uske chune hue kapdon se meri personality aur bhi nikhar jati hai.
Nightdress pehnkar Rita ne apne shareer ko dekha, aur shayad khush hui. Phir woh kamre se bahar jaane lagi. Mera dil zor se dhadakne laga—kya woh pitaji ke kamre mein ja rahi thi?
Par darwaze par pahunchkar Rita ruk gayi. Usne darwaze ke handle par haath rakha, par uski aankhon mein jhijhak thi. Usne apne baalon ko chhua, apne upar ke hoth ko daanton se dabaya. Jab Rita khush hoti hai, woh neeche ka hoth dabati hai, par jab pareshan hoti hai, upar ka. Is chhoti si baat se uske dil ka haal samajh aata tha.
Rita ne faisla kar liya tha, par jab baat amal karne ki aayi, woh jhijhak gayi. Yeh swabhaavik hai—jo khayal dil mein sundar lagte hain, unhe sach karne mein alag hi ehsaas hota hai.
Mere dil mein do awaazein lad rahi thi. Ek awaaz chahti thi ki Rita pitaji ke kamre mein jaye aur chudai shuru ho, yeh meri gandi soch thi. Doosri awaaz chahti thi ki Rita apne kamre mein rahe, pitaji ke paas na jaye, yeh meri normal soch aur pyar tha.
Aakhir mein, meri khushi aur nirasha ke saath, Rita ne darwaze ka handle chhod diya aur apne bistar par let gayi. Par uski aankhon mein jhijhak ab bhi thi. Monitor ke do screen mein Rita aur pitaji apne-apne kamre mein lete the, par dono soye nahi the. Dono apne dil ko shant karne ki koshish kar rahe the, aur kabhi-kabhi apne darwaze ki taraf dekh rahe the...
Rita bistar par idhar-udhar karwat badalti rahi. Usne haath se bistar ki chadar ko chhua. Tab mujhe yaad aaya ki yeh wahi chadar thi, jis par Rita aur pitaji ne us raat chudai ki thi, jisme pitaji ka veerya aur Rita ka paani laga tha. Rita ne aaj wahi chadar kyun chuni? Kya iska koi matlab tha? Kya woh us raat ko yaad kar rahi thi?
Thodi der baad, Rita chadar par letkar uski khushboo soonghne lagi, jaise us raat ke nishaan dhoondh rahi ho. Uski aankhon mein ek udaasi aur yaadein dikhayi di, jo dheere-dheere vasna mein badal gayi. Uska chehra laal hone laga...
“Kai raaton tak main us raat ke ehsaas ko yaad karti hoon, jab tune mujhe zabardasti choda tha. Us ehsaas ko sochkar main apne aap ko chhoo leti hoon, aur jaldi hi jhad jati hoon. Us raat ke baad mujhe ek alag hi ehsaas mila, jisko yaad karke main khud ko rok nahi paati,” Rita ne pitaji se us raat kaha tha. Pehle mujhe laga tha ki yeh jhooth hoga, par ab lagta hai ki Rita ka yeh dil se nikla tha.
Ab Rita us chadar ke nishaan soonghkar us raat ko yaad kar rahi thi, aur uski yaadein uski vasna jagaa rahi thi...
