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Mera dil is waqt bada uljha hua hai. Rita ke aakhiri kuch shabd mere dil mein chhuri ki tarah chubh gaye. Main janta hoon ki Rita ne yeh sab Pitaji ko bachane ke liye kaha, yeh sab sach hai, aur yeh bhi janta hoon ki isme Rita ka koi dosh nahi. Par mera dil fir bhi shant nahi ho raha.
“Na, Rita jo bol rahi hai, woh sach nahi hai. Usne Pitaji ko bachane ke liye jhooth bola hai, yeh uske dil ki baat nahi hai,” maine khud ko samjhaane ki koshish ki. Par Rita ke chehre ke haav-bhaav aur uski awaaz se main samajh gaya ki woh dil se bol rahi thi. Yeh woh baatein thi jo woh shayad kabhi kisi aur se na kehti. Mera yeh na maan'na bas khud ko behlaane ki koshish thi.
“Main janti hoon, agar Sameer ko yeh sach pata chala, toh uska dil toot jayega, woh bardasht nahi kar payega. Par yeh sach hai, mere dil ki baat hai. Main Sameer ko kabhi nahi batungi, kyunki main uska dil nahi dukhana chahti. Main chahti hoon woh apna woh confidence banaye rakhe jo usne badi mushkil se banaya hai. Pitaji, main tumse yeh sab bol rahi hoon, iska matlab yeh nahi ki main Sameer se pyar nahi karti aur tumse pyar karne lagi hoon. Main Sameer se bahut pyar karti hoon, sachchi, bahut-bahut pyar. Chahe woh kaisa bhi ho jaye, chahe usme mard wali taakat na rahe, chahe woh ekdum khali haath ho jaye... main usko kabhi nahi chhodungi. Main usse pyar karti hoon, uske bina main jee nahi paungi…”
Rita shayad janti thi ki main is waqt bahut dukhi hoon, isliye usne mujhe tasalli dene ke liye yeh baatein kahi. Yeh jaan kar ki Rita mujhse pyar karti hai, mere dil ko thodi si rahat mili. Chahe usko Pitaji ke saath chudai ka sukh kitna bhi pasand ho.
“Jab mujhe pata chala ki tumhe kuch ho gaya, mera dil aise dhadka ki main bayan nahi kar sakti. Maine aisa pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya. Shayad agar Sameer ke saath aisa hota, toh bhi main aise hi ghabra jati. Sach kaha jata hai, kho dene ke baad hi qadar samajh aati hai. Pehle main soch rahi thi ki tumhe chhod doon, humare beech jo bhi tha, usse bhool jaoon. Tum mere Pitaji hi rahoge, aur main tumhari bahu. Par jab tumhe chot lagi, jab maine tumhe marte hue dekha, jab maine tumhari woh will, bank passbook, aur insurance papers dekhe, jab maine tumhari jeb mein woh pipe dekhi jise tumne apni jaan par khel kar bhi bachaya… tab mujhe samajh aaya. Main Sameer ko nahi kho sakti, par… par main tumhe bhi nahi kho sakti. Kya main bahut selfish hoon?” Rita ne apna chehra Pitaji ke seene par rakh diya, jaise unki dhadkan sun rahi ho. Usne Pitaji ke chehre ki taraf dekha, aankhein band karke aansoo behne diye, aur dheere se Pitaji ke haath ko kas kar pakad liya.
“Tum mujhe bura bahu keh sakte ho, yeh bhi keh sakte ho ki main ek chhinal aurat hoon. Main hamesha Sameer ke saamne ek achhi biwi ka naatak karti hoon. Sirf tumhare saamne main apni chhinalpan dikha pati hoon, jaise hum dono ke beech kuch waqt pehle tha. Main Sameer ke saamne hamesha achhi bann'na chahti hoon, par meri rooh mein ek chhinalpan hai. Log kehte hain, mard ka josh muh par hota hai, aur aurat ka josh dil mein. Yeh baat bilkul sach hai, meri chhinalpan mere dil mein hi hai. Us waqt jab main aur tum ek doosre ke kareeb the, main Sameer ke saamne apni chhinalpan nahi dikha sakti thi, par tumhare saamne main khul kar apni choot ki aag dikha sakti thi. Sameer ka sharir toh waise bhi jawab de chuka hai, woh mujhe chudai ka sukh nahi de sakta. Par tumhare saamne main woh sab kuch kar sakti thi jo main chahti thi. Woh waqt meri zindagi ka pehla aisa ehsaas tha. Pehli baar maine kisi mard ke lund ko muh mein liya, pehli baar kisi ne meri choot aur gaand ko chata, pehli baar maine pichhe se chudai kari. Yeh sab woh cheezein thi jo Sameer ne kabhi enjoy nahi ki, par maine tumhe de di. Itna sab kuch dene ke baad, kya tumhe abhi bhi aur chahiye?” Rita abhi bhi Pitaji ke seene par leti hui thi, uska ek haath Pitaji ke seene par dheere-dheere ghoom raha tha, jaise unhe sehla rahi ho.
“Par tum toh ek aise buddhe ho jo itna greedy hai! Us raat tumne meri choot mein jabardasti apna lund ghusaya, mujhe itna choda ki… haye, main ek ladki hoon, thodi si narmi nahi dikha sakte the?” Rita pehle gusse mein bol rahi thi, par bich mein usne ek aah bhari aur shikayat bhare lehje mein Pitaji ko sharminda karne lagi. Is waqt uska gussa bilkul dikhai nahi de raha tha, balki ek sharmili si shikayat lag rahi thi.
“Sachchi, us raat tumne mujhe jaanwar ki tarah choda, main thak kar chur ho gayi, par woh raat meri zindagi ki sabse yaadgaar raat thi. Aaj bhi har raat main us raat ko yaad karti hoon, yahan tak ki jab Sameer ke saath chudai karti hoon, tab bhi tum hi mere dimaag mein rehte ho. Us raat ke baad main tumse naraaz thi, kyunki tumne mujhe dhoka diya. Main khud bhi gussa thi ki main achanak apni choot tumhe de baithi, kyunki main uske liye tayyar nahi thi. Par sach toh yeh hai, agar tum thodi aur sabar karte, toh main khud hi ek din apni choot tumhe de deti. Us waqt main roz khud ko samjha rahi thi, apne dil mein ladai lad rahi thi, aur maine faisla kar liya tha ki main tumhe apni choot doongi. Bas thodi si der aur ruk jaate…” Rita ki awaaz dheere-dheere chhoti hoti ja rahi thi, uska chehra laal ho gaya, aur uski aankhon mein sharam jhalak rahi thi.
Asli baat toh yeh thi ki us waqt Rita aur Pitaji ke beech sirf muh se lund chusna aur janghon ke beech chudai hoti thi, par woh aakhiri kadam nahi utha pa rahi thi. Main pareshan tha ki shayad yeh kabhi nahi hoga, isliye maine nasha dene ka tareeka apnaya. Par Rita ke muh se ab jaan kar laga ki woh khud hi apne dil mein yeh soch rahi thi aur jaldi hi apni choot Pitaji ko dene wali thi. Par maine nasha dekar usse pehle hi zabardasti kar diya. Yeh kismat ka khel tha.
“Sach kahu, maine tumhe itna intezar isliye karwaya kyunki main chahti thi ki tum meri choot ki qadar karo. Jo cheez aasani se mil jati hai, mard uski qadar nahi karte. Sirf wahi cheez jo mushkil se milti hai, uski qadar hoti hai. Yeh meri soch thi. Kai baar toh main khud nahi ruk paayi, mujhe khud apni choot mein tumhara lund ghusane ka man kiya,” Rita ne kaha.
“Par tumne toh hadd hi kar di, buddhe! Na sirf tumne zabardasti meri choot mein lund ghusa diya, balki andar hi jhad gaye. Aur ek baar jhadne ke baad dobara choda, aur fir bhaag bhi gaye!” Rita ab jaise koi shikayati biwi ban gayi thi, ek ek baat bolkar Pitaji ke seene par dheere se thapki de rahi thi. Par uski thapki mein koi gussa nahi, balki ek sharmila sa pyar jhalak raha tha.
Waqt dheere-dheere beet raha tha. Maine ghadi dekhi, ek ghanta beet chuka tha. Mere pair thak kar sun ho gaye the, par main hil nahi sakta tha, kyunki Rita mujhe dekh nahi sakti thi. Woh Pitaji se baatein karti rahi, dheere-dheere apne dil ki baat kehti rahi, jaise uske paas bolne ke liye lafzon ka khazana ho. Raat ke gyarah baj chuke the, aur midnight ke kareeb aa raha tha.
Rita ne Pitaji ke seene se apna sir uthaya, usne ghadi ki taraf dekha. Woh janti thi ki Pitaji ki aakhiri raat khatam hone wali hai, par unmein uthne ka koi ishara nahi tha. Rita aur main dono bechain hone lage.
“Pitaji, ab aur mat so, uth jao na? Is baar ke baad maine sab kuch soch liya hai. Bas tum uth jao, aur main Sameer ko chhodne ke alawa tumhari har khwahish poori karungi. Sachchi, main tumhare saath chudai karungi, tumhari rakhel banungi, tumhari choot ki aag bujhaungi… jo tum chaho, main doongi. Tum buddhe ho, jyada saal nahi bache, main tumhe aakhiri saalon mein sukh doongi. Sameer ka sharir bhi toh jawab de chuka hai, tum meri choot ki pyaas bhi bujha sakte ho. Yeh toh sabse acha rasta hai, bas Sameer ko nahi pata chalna chahiye. Hum dono ko yeh raaz rakhna hoga. Waise bhi, maine Sameer se pehle pooch liya tha, ki kya woh Pitaji ke liye kuch bhi kar sakta hai? Usne bina jhijhak haan kaha. Toh uski yeh baat humare liye ek tarah ka bachaav hai. Shuru mein thodi si sharam aur guilt rahega, par waqt ke saath sab theek ho jayega, hum aadat daal lenge. Bas ek baar hum apne liye thodi si selfishness kar lete hain, kyunki hum dono toh pehle hi Sameer ke saath galat kar chuke hain…” Rita ne waqt ki kami ko dekhte hue apni baaton ko chhota kiya aur seedhe mudde par aayi, Pitaji ko wada karne lagi.
“Pitaji, tum ab bhi nahi uth rahe? Theek hai, agar tum nahi uthte, toh jab tum mar jaoge, aur Sameer bhi meri choot ki pyaas nahi bujha payega, toh main bahar ke mardon ke saath chudai karungi. Meri shakal aur badan dekhkar mard toh mujhe aise hi pasand karenge, main jaisa chahu waisa khelungi, jitna chahu utna khelungi. Agar tum yahi chahte ho ki main aisi ban jao, toh soye raho…” Rita ne jab dekha ki Pitaji mein koi harkat nahi hai, woh gusse aur bechaini mein chilla uthi, jaise woh Pitaji ko jaan bujhkar chidhane ki koshish kar rahi ho. Main bhi bechain ho raha tha, dil kar raha tha ki main daud kar jaoon aur Pitaji ki aankhein khol doon.
“Oh, samajh gayi, tumhe lagta hai main jhooth bol rahi hoon, hai na? Tumhe lagta hai main bas tumhe uthane ke liye yeh sab bol rahi hoon, aur jab tum uth jaoge toh main apne wade se mukar jaungi? Theek hai, main abhi tumhe dikhaungi ki main apna wada poora karti hoon…”
Rita ki nazar Pitaji ke sust lund par gayi, aur uski aankhon mein ek chamak aayi. Usne Pitaji se kuch kaha, fir dheere se Pitaji ka catheter hata diya, bina kuch saaf kiye usne apna muh khola aur Pitaji ke sust lund ko poora muh mein le liya.
“Umm… Pitaji, mehsoos ho raha hai? Ssss… Rita abhi tumhara lund chus rahi hai, ssss… tumhara lund ka topa mere muh mein hai, ssss… tum jante ho, yeh kitna ganda hota hai.” Rita bade josh se Pitaji ka lund chus rahi thi, aur beech-beech mein chhinalpan bhari baatein bol rahi thi. Yeh woh baatein thi jo Rita pehle kabhi na bolti, shayad usse ghin bhi aati thi. Par aakhiri waqt mein, Pitaji ke liye, Rita ne sab kuch chhod diya.
“Umm… Pitaji, jaldi se tanna karo, ssss… agar tumhara lund tann gaya, toh main isse apni choot mein daal doongi, ssss… is baar na janghon ke beech, seedha meri choot mein, ssss… Pitaji, jaldi se tanna karo…” Rita ne Pitaji ke lund, topa, aur andkosh sab ko chus chus kar choom liya.
Rita aur main dono jante the, agar is waqt Pitaji ka lund tanna shuru ho jaye, toh iska matlab hai ki Pitaji mein hosh aa raha hai. Agar unka lund sakht ho jata, toh matlab woh zinda hain. Par Rita ne 20 minute tak lund chusa, chhinalpan bhari baatein boli, par Pitaji ka lund sust hi raha, koi harkat nahi hui.
Shayad Rita ka muh thak gaya, uska chehra laal ho chuka tha, shayad uski choot mein aag lag rahi thi ya sharam ke maare laal ho gaya tha. Par jab usne Pitaji ke sust lund ko dekha, uski ummeedein toot gayi. Usne ghadi dekhi, 12 baj chuke the, yani Pitaji ki aakhiri raat khatam ho chuki thi, aur woh nahi uthe.
“Tumne mujhe dhoka diya? Tum kehte the mujhse pyar karte ho! Tum hamesha mujhe apni choot mein chahte the! Ab maine haan bol di, fir bhi tum kyun so rahe ho? Tum bade jhoothay ho, duniya ke sabse bade jhoothay…” Rita ne Pitaji ka lund chhod diya, aur unhe jor jor se hilaane lagi, rone lagi, uski awaaz mein bechaini aur dil tootne ka dard tha. Main bhi ro raha tha, apna muh daba kar, taki awaaz na nikle. Pitaji abhi bhi nahi uthe.
“Tum maut ka naatak kar rahe ho… agar tumne mujhe aise dhoka diya… main tumse sau baar nafrat karungi, nahi, zindagi bhar nafrat karungi… utho na… woo…” Rita ab bhi nahi ruki, Pitaji ko hilaati rahi, roti rahi, uske baal bikhar gaye, woh bilkul apni shakal ki parwah nahi kar rahi thi.
“Tum marna chahte ho toh mar jao, acha hai tum maro, tumhe marna hi chahiye. Mujhe tumse pehle se hi ghin aati thi, bahut ghin… woo… tumne mujhe choda, par mujhe pyar bhi kiya, meri hifazat ki… woo… tum mar gaye toh acha hi hai, koi mujhe fir nahi chodega.”
“Tum mar gaye toh bhi theek hai, tumhare marne ke baad mera dil shant ho jayega… woo… par main har mahine tumhari kabr par jaungi, tumhe saaf karungi, tumse baatein karungi… woo… main hamesha us raat ko yaad karungi jab tumne mujhe choda, humare har pal ko yaad karungi, zindagi bhar tumhe yaad karungi. Agar is duniya mein punarjanam hota hai, toh agle janam mein bhi main tumhe apni choot doongi… agle janam mein bhi tum mujhe chodo… agle janam mein bhi… agle janam mein bhi… agle janam mein bhi…”
Rita ki aakhiri baat is khali kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Woh bebas ho chuki thi, Pitaji ke seene par gir kar jor jor se ro rahi thi. Main bhi chehra chhupa kar ro raha tha, Rita ki baaton ka dard ab mehsoos nahi kar pa raha tha.
“Cough cough cough… ugh… cough cough cough…” Achanak kamre mein teesri awaaz aayi. Mere aur Rita ke rone ke alawa ek mard ki khansi ki awaaz thi. Yeh kaun tha? Main aur Rita ek saath chup ho gaye… kya yeh… hum dono ne ek saath Pitaji ki taraf dekha.
Pata nahi Rita ke hilaane se unhe saans nahi aayi, ya Rita ke seene par girne se unka dam ghut raha tha, ya fir… is waqt Pitaji jor jor se khansne lage. Unka woh haath jo Rita ke neeche nahi daba tha, upar uthne ki koshish kar raha tha, jaise woh apna muh band karna chahte hon khanste waqt. Unki aankhein abhi bhi band thi, par yeh dekhkar main aur Rita dono hakke-bakke reh gaye, ek jagah chipak kar ekdum sthir ho gaye…
Mera dil is waqt bada uljha hua hai. Rita ke aakhiri kuch shabd mere dil mein chhuri ki tarah chubh gaye. Main janta hoon ki Rita ne yeh sab Pitaji ko bachane ke liye kaha, yeh sab sach hai, aur yeh bhi janta hoon ki isme Rita ka koi dosh nahi. Par mera dil fir bhi shant nahi ho raha.
“Na, Rita jo bol rahi hai, woh sach nahi hai. Usne Pitaji ko bachane ke liye jhooth bola hai, yeh uske dil ki baat nahi hai,” maine khud ko samjhaane ki koshish ki. Par Rita ke chehre ke haav-bhaav aur uski awaaz se main samajh gaya ki woh dil se bol rahi thi. Yeh woh baatein thi jo woh shayad kabhi kisi aur se na kehti. Mera yeh na maan'na bas khud ko behlaane ki koshish thi.
“Main janti hoon, agar Sameer ko yeh sach pata chala, toh uska dil toot jayega, woh bardasht nahi kar payega. Par yeh sach hai, mere dil ki baat hai. Main Sameer ko kabhi nahi batungi, kyunki main uska dil nahi dukhana chahti. Main chahti hoon woh apna woh confidence banaye rakhe jo usne badi mushkil se banaya hai. Pitaji, main tumse yeh sab bol rahi hoon, iska matlab yeh nahi ki main Sameer se pyar nahi karti aur tumse pyar karne lagi hoon. Main Sameer se bahut pyar karti hoon, sachchi, bahut-bahut pyar. Chahe woh kaisa bhi ho jaye, chahe usme mard wali taakat na rahe, chahe woh ekdum khali haath ho jaye... main usko kabhi nahi chhodungi. Main usse pyar karti hoon, uske bina main jee nahi paungi…”
Rita shayad janti thi ki main is waqt bahut dukhi hoon, isliye usne mujhe tasalli dene ke liye yeh baatein kahi. Yeh jaan kar ki Rita mujhse pyar karti hai, mere dil ko thodi si rahat mili. Chahe usko Pitaji ke saath chudai ka sukh kitna bhi pasand ho.
“Jab mujhe pata chala ki tumhe kuch ho gaya, mera dil aise dhadka ki main bayan nahi kar sakti. Maine aisa pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya. Shayad agar Sameer ke saath aisa hota, toh bhi main aise hi ghabra jati. Sach kaha jata hai, kho dene ke baad hi qadar samajh aati hai. Pehle main soch rahi thi ki tumhe chhod doon, humare beech jo bhi tha, usse bhool jaoon. Tum mere Pitaji hi rahoge, aur main tumhari bahu. Par jab tumhe chot lagi, jab maine tumhe marte hue dekha, jab maine tumhari woh will, bank passbook, aur insurance papers dekhe, jab maine tumhari jeb mein woh pipe dekhi jise tumne apni jaan par khel kar bhi bachaya… tab mujhe samajh aaya. Main Sameer ko nahi kho sakti, par… par main tumhe bhi nahi kho sakti. Kya main bahut selfish hoon?” Rita ne apna chehra Pitaji ke seene par rakh diya, jaise unki dhadkan sun rahi ho. Usne Pitaji ke chehre ki taraf dekha, aankhein band karke aansoo behne diye, aur dheere se Pitaji ke haath ko kas kar pakad liya.
“Tum mujhe bura bahu keh sakte ho, yeh bhi keh sakte ho ki main ek chhinal aurat hoon. Main hamesha Sameer ke saamne ek achhi biwi ka naatak karti hoon. Sirf tumhare saamne main apni chhinalpan dikha pati hoon, jaise hum dono ke beech kuch waqt pehle tha. Main Sameer ke saamne hamesha achhi bann'na chahti hoon, par meri rooh mein ek chhinalpan hai. Log kehte hain, mard ka josh muh par hota hai, aur aurat ka josh dil mein. Yeh baat bilkul sach hai, meri chhinalpan mere dil mein hi hai. Us waqt jab main aur tum ek doosre ke kareeb the, main Sameer ke saamne apni chhinalpan nahi dikha sakti thi, par tumhare saamne main khul kar apni choot ki aag dikha sakti thi. Sameer ka sharir toh waise bhi jawab de chuka hai, woh mujhe chudai ka sukh nahi de sakta. Par tumhare saamne main woh sab kuch kar sakti thi jo main chahti thi. Woh waqt meri zindagi ka pehla aisa ehsaas tha. Pehli baar maine kisi mard ke lund ko muh mein liya, pehli baar kisi ne meri choot aur gaand ko chata, pehli baar maine pichhe se chudai kari. Yeh sab woh cheezein thi jo Sameer ne kabhi enjoy nahi ki, par maine tumhe de di. Itna sab kuch dene ke baad, kya tumhe abhi bhi aur chahiye?” Rita abhi bhi Pitaji ke seene par leti hui thi, uska ek haath Pitaji ke seene par dheere-dheere ghoom raha tha, jaise unhe sehla rahi ho.
“Par tum toh ek aise buddhe ho jo itna greedy hai! Us raat tumne meri choot mein jabardasti apna lund ghusaya, mujhe itna choda ki… haye, main ek ladki hoon, thodi si narmi nahi dikha sakte the?” Rita pehle gusse mein bol rahi thi, par bich mein usne ek aah bhari aur shikayat bhare lehje mein Pitaji ko sharminda karne lagi. Is waqt uska gussa bilkul dikhai nahi de raha tha, balki ek sharmili si shikayat lag rahi thi.
“Sachchi, us raat tumne mujhe jaanwar ki tarah choda, main thak kar chur ho gayi, par woh raat meri zindagi ki sabse yaadgaar raat thi. Aaj bhi har raat main us raat ko yaad karti hoon, yahan tak ki jab Sameer ke saath chudai karti hoon, tab bhi tum hi mere dimaag mein rehte ho. Us raat ke baad main tumse naraaz thi, kyunki tumne mujhe dhoka diya. Main khud bhi gussa thi ki main achanak apni choot tumhe de baithi, kyunki main uske liye tayyar nahi thi. Par sach toh yeh hai, agar tum thodi aur sabar karte, toh main khud hi ek din apni choot tumhe de deti. Us waqt main roz khud ko samjha rahi thi, apne dil mein ladai lad rahi thi, aur maine faisla kar liya tha ki main tumhe apni choot doongi. Bas thodi si der aur ruk jaate…” Rita ki awaaz dheere-dheere chhoti hoti ja rahi thi, uska chehra laal ho gaya, aur uski aankhon mein sharam jhalak rahi thi.
Asli baat toh yeh thi ki us waqt Rita aur Pitaji ke beech sirf muh se lund chusna aur janghon ke beech chudai hoti thi, par woh aakhiri kadam nahi utha pa rahi thi. Main pareshan tha ki shayad yeh kabhi nahi hoga, isliye maine nasha dene ka tareeka apnaya. Par Rita ke muh se ab jaan kar laga ki woh khud hi apne dil mein yeh soch rahi thi aur jaldi hi apni choot Pitaji ko dene wali thi. Par maine nasha dekar usse pehle hi zabardasti kar diya. Yeh kismat ka khel tha.
“Sach kahu, maine tumhe itna intezar isliye karwaya kyunki main chahti thi ki tum meri choot ki qadar karo. Jo cheez aasani se mil jati hai, mard uski qadar nahi karte. Sirf wahi cheez jo mushkil se milti hai, uski qadar hoti hai. Yeh meri soch thi. Kai baar toh main khud nahi ruk paayi, mujhe khud apni choot mein tumhara lund ghusane ka man kiya,” Rita ne kaha.
“Par tumne toh hadd hi kar di, buddhe! Na sirf tumne zabardasti meri choot mein lund ghusa diya, balki andar hi jhad gaye. Aur ek baar jhadne ke baad dobara choda, aur fir bhaag bhi gaye!” Rita ab jaise koi shikayati biwi ban gayi thi, ek ek baat bolkar Pitaji ke seene par dheere se thapki de rahi thi. Par uski thapki mein koi gussa nahi, balki ek sharmila sa pyar jhalak raha tha.
Waqt dheere-dheere beet raha tha. Maine ghadi dekhi, ek ghanta beet chuka tha. Mere pair thak kar sun ho gaye the, par main hil nahi sakta tha, kyunki Rita mujhe dekh nahi sakti thi. Woh Pitaji se baatein karti rahi, dheere-dheere apne dil ki baat kehti rahi, jaise uske paas bolne ke liye lafzon ka khazana ho. Raat ke gyarah baj chuke the, aur midnight ke kareeb aa raha tha.
Rita ne Pitaji ke seene se apna sir uthaya, usne ghadi ki taraf dekha. Woh janti thi ki Pitaji ki aakhiri raat khatam hone wali hai, par unmein uthne ka koi ishara nahi tha. Rita aur main dono bechain hone lage.
“Pitaji, ab aur mat so, uth jao na? Is baar ke baad maine sab kuch soch liya hai. Bas tum uth jao, aur main Sameer ko chhodne ke alawa tumhari har khwahish poori karungi. Sachchi, main tumhare saath chudai karungi, tumhari rakhel banungi, tumhari choot ki aag bujhaungi… jo tum chaho, main doongi. Tum buddhe ho, jyada saal nahi bache, main tumhe aakhiri saalon mein sukh doongi. Sameer ka sharir bhi toh jawab de chuka hai, tum meri choot ki pyaas bhi bujha sakte ho. Yeh toh sabse acha rasta hai, bas Sameer ko nahi pata chalna chahiye. Hum dono ko yeh raaz rakhna hoga. Waise bhi, maine Sameer se pehle pooch liya tha, ki kya woh Pitaji ke liye kuch bhi kar sakta hai? Usne bina jhijhak haan kaha. Toh uski yeh baat humare liye ek tarah ka bachaav hai. Shuru mein thodi si sharam aur guilt rahega, par waqt ke saath sab theek ho jayega, hum aadat daal lenge. Bas ek baar hum apne liye thodi si selfishness kar lete hain, kyunki hum dono toh pehle hi Sameer ke saath galat kar chuke hain…” Rita ne waqt ki kami ko dekhte hue apni baaton ko chhota kiya aur seedhe mudde par aayi, Pitaji ko wada karne lagi.
“Pitaji, tum ab bhi nahi uth rahe? Theek hai, agar tum nahi uthte, toh jab tum mar jaoge, aur Sameer bhi meri choot ki pyaas nahi bujha payega, toh main bahar ke mardon ke saath chudai karungi. Meri shakal aur badan dekhkar mard toh mujhe aise hi pasand karenge, main jaisa chahu waisa khelungi, jitna chahu utna khelungi. Agar tum yahi chahte ho ki main aisi ban jao, toh soye raho…” Rita ne jab dekha ki Pitaji mein koi harkat nahi hai, woh gusse aur bechaini mein chilla uthi, jaise woh Pitaji ko jaan bujhkar chidhane ki koshish kar rahi ho. Main bhi bechain ho raha tha, dil kar raha tha ki main daud kar jaoon aur Pitaji ki aankhein khol doon.
“Oh, samajh gayi, tumhe lagta hai main jhooth bol rahi hoon, hai na? Tumhe lagta hai main bas tumhe uthane ke liye yeh sab bol rahi hoon, aur jab tum uth jaoge toh main apne wade se mukar jaungi? Theek hai, main abhi tumhe dikhaungi ki main apna wada poora karti hoon…”
Rita ki nazar Pitaji ke sust lund par gayi, aur uski aankhon mein ek chamak aayi. Usne Pitaji se kuch kaha, fir dheere se Pitaji ka catheter hata diya, bina kuch saaf kiye usne apna muh khola aur Pitaji ke sust lund ko poora muh mein le liya.
“Umm… Pitaji, mehsoos ho raha hai? Ssss… Rita abhi tumhara lund chus rahi hai, ssss… tumhara lund ka topa mere muh mein hai, ssss… tum jante ho, yeh kitna ganda hota hai.” Rita bade josh se Pitaji ka lund chus rahi thi, aur beech-beech mein chhinalpan bhari baatein bol rahi thi. Yeh woh baatein thi jo Rita pehle kabhi na bolti, shayad usse ghin bhi aati thi. Par aakhiri waqt mein, Pitaji ke liye, Rita ne sab kuch chhod diya.
“Umm… Pitaji, jaldi se tanna karo, ssss… agar tumhara lund tann gaya, toh main isse apni choot mein daal doongi, ssss… is baar na janghon ke beech, seedha meri choot mein, ssss… Pitaji, jaldi se tanna karo…” Rita ne Pitaji ke lund, topa, aur andkosh sab ko chus chus kar choom liya.
Rita aur main dono jante the, agar is waqt Pitaji ka lund tanna shuru ho jaye, toh iska matlab hai ki Pitaji mein hosh aa raha hai. Agar unka lund sakht ho jata, toh matlab woh zinda hain. Par Rita ne 20 minute tak lund chusa, chhinalpan bhari baatein boli, par Pitaji ka lund sust hi raha, koi harkat nahi hui.
Shayad Rita ka muh thak gaya, uska chehra laal ho chuka tha, shayad uski choot mein aag lag rahi thi ya sharam ke maare laal ho gaya tha. Par jab usne Pitaji ke sust lund ko dekha, uski ummeedein toot gayi. Usne ghadi dekhi, 12 baj chuke the, yani Pitaji ki aakhiri raat khatam ho chuki thi, aur woh nahi uthe.
“Tumne mujhe dhoka diya? Tum kehte the mujhse pyar karte ho! Tum hamesha mujhe apni choot mein chahte the! Ab maine haan bol di, fir bhi tum kyun so rahe ho? Tum bade jhoothay ho, duniya ke sabse bade jhoothay…” Rita ne Pitaji ka lund chhod diya, aur unhe jor jor se hilaane lagi, rone lagi, uski awaaz mein bechaini aur dil tootne ka dard tha. Main bhi ro raha tha, apna muh daba kar, taki awaaz na nikle. Pitaji abhi bhi nahi uthe.
“Tum maut ka naatak kar rahe ho… agar tumne mujhe aise dhoka diya… main tumse sau baar nafrat karungi, nahi, zindagi bhar nafrat karungi… utho na… woo…” Rita ab bhi nahi ruki, Pitaji ko hilaati rahi, roti rahi, uske baal bikhar gaye, woh bilkul apni shakal ki parwah nahi kar rahi thi.
“Tum marna chahte ho toh mar jao, acha hai tum maro, tumhe marna hi chahiye. Mujhe tumse pehle se hi ghin aati thi, bahut ghin… woo… tumne mujhe choda, par mujhe pyar bhi kiya, meri hifazat ki… woo… tum mar gaye toh acha hi hai, koi mujhe fir nahi chodega.”
“Tum mar gaye toh bhi theek hai, tumhare marne ke baad mera dil shant ho jayega… woo… par main har mahine tumhari kabr par jaungi, tumhe saaf karungi, tumse baatein karungi… woo… main hamesha us raat ko yaad karungi jab tumne mujhe choda, humare har pal ko yaad karungi, zindagi bhar tumhe yaad karungi. Agar is duniya mein punarjanam hota hai, toh agle janam mein bhi main tumhe apni choot doongi… agle janam mein bhi tum mujhe chodo… agle janam mein bhi… agle janam mein bhi… agle janam mein bhi…”
Rita ki aakhiri baat is khali kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Woh bebas ho chuki thi, Pitaji ke seene par gir kar jor jor se ro rahi thi. Main bhi chehra chhupa kar ro raha tha, Rita ki baaton ka dard ab mehsoos nahi kar pa raha tha.
“Cough cough cough… ugh… cough cough cough…” Achanak kamre mein teesri awaaz aayi. Mere aur Rita ke rone ke alawa ek mard ki khansi ki awaaz thi. Yeh kaun tha? Main aur Rita ek saath chup ho gaye… kya yeh… hum dono ne ek saath Pitaji ki taraf dekha.
Pata nahi Rita ke hilaane se unhe saans nahi aayi, ya Rita ke seene par girne se unka dam ghut raha tha, ya fir… is waqt Pitaji jor jor se khansne lage. Unka woh haath jo Rita ke neeche nahi daba tha, upar uthne ki koshish kar raha tha, jaise woh apna muh band karna chahte hon khanste waqt. Unki aankhein abhi bhi band thi, par yeh dekhkar main aur Rita dono hakke-bakke reh gaye, ek jagah chipak kar ekdum sthir ho gaye…
