Their should be one male with many females to maintain interest in story...
its a request to writer
its a request to writer
Behtarren update bhidu.....menaka to usse apne ghr hi lekar aa gyi.....ab aayega maza waise brother is chaandal ka naam rakh do.....bar -2 chandaal bolne se thoda ajeeb lag rha hai.....anyway update bdiya tha...Update Seven
"Aaaaap ghabrayiye mat!! Yeh koi asthra nahi hai!"
Spray ko vapas apne jagah par rakhke Menaka apni dahakte dil ko thaamte huye boli. Voh chandaal kuch bola nahi, bas spray ki sugandh ka anand lete huye chupchap betha raha. Agle kuch pal tak gaadi ke andar ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi.
Buddhe ko shaant hote dekh, Menaka himmat karke bina, nazre milaye puchti hain, voh bhi dhimi awaaz me
"Aaaapne.....aapne yeh khoon kyon kiya?"
Voh chandaal ek nazar Menaka ko dekhne laga aur ek normal sa bhav dekhke kehne laga..
Bas aise hi memsaheb! Voh harami mujhe accha nahi laga, saala baar baar mujhe ek bidi ke liye sata raha tha! Kahin dino se..."
Menaka hairan reh gayi... Uski aankhen chaudi ho gayi.. "bas itni si baat ke liye tumne use...(dhime se) maar daala? Itni behramhi se??"
Voh chandaal kuch kaha nahi, bas apna peeth khujane lagta hain. Aise karne se peeth se kuch mitti aur mail gaadi ke seat ke ird gird gir jaata hain, jise gaur karte hi Menaka ghinn ke maare kahin aur dekhne lagi..
"Kitna ganda buddha hai! Chiiii...oh god!! Is puri seat ki safai karwani paregi!
Lekin isse bhi zyada Menaka hairani yeh bhi tair kar leti hain ke voh is buddhe ko normal paristhitiyo me rakhne ki koshish karegi, taaki phir kabhi usse aisi harkat na ho paye.
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Dusre aur, Purvi apne bacche ko god me liye varande me ghoomne lagi aur apni aadat se majboor, voh apne nanhe se bacche ke naak se kabhi apni naak nagadti, to kabhi uske nanhe haathon ko apni haathon me leke 'handshake handshake' khelti.
Kitna pyara gora chitta hain, bilkul apne daddy ki tarah!" Purvi mann me sochti hui apni bacchi ko dekhne lagi aur uske mann me voh pal sama jaati hain jab medical college ke ek function ke dauran uski mulaqat Rishab se hui thi.
Uske acche khase sehat aur kad, aur usse bhi barkarar uska gora nikhaar, hamesha se use kisi filmstar ki bhanti pesh karta tha aur phir medicine padte padte, kam unme prem badh gaya, yeh Purvi ya Rishabh, dono me se kisi ko bhi pata nahi chala. Aur sabse khaas lamha, jab dono ne medical college ke premise me hi apne pehle chumban liye the.
"Ekdam Rishabh ki chavi hai mera Munna!" Purvi apne bacche ko gale lagaye bas varande me yaha se vaha aur vaha se yaha tahel hi rahi thi ke tabhi use Menaka ki gaadi park hoti hui nazar aayi. Nanad ko ghar itni jaldi aate dekh Purvi kuch hairan hui..
"Are Menaka itni jaldi aagayi?"
Apni bacche ko apni moti gadraye chaati se chipkaye huye, Purvi apni nanad ko gaadi se utarte huye dekhti hain, lekin agle hi pal uski aankhe badi badi ho jaati hain aur mooh khula ka khula reh jaati hain. Gaadi ke dusre aur ke darwaze ko kholke, ekdam se voh buddha chandaal nikalta hain aur uske bas shran bhar door se darshan karte hi Purvi ki mooh khuli ki khuli reh gayi.
"Yeh kis ko leke aayi hai Menaka??? Dikhne me to koi bhikhaari lag raha hai!".
Purvi foran apni kamre me jaake bacche ko sula deti hain aur Menaka ke ghanti bajane se pehle hi darwaza puri sakhti se kholke, apni nanad ko gaur se dekhne lagti hain. Menaka apni bhabhi ki sakti bhari chehre ko dekhe jaa rahi thi aur voh chandaal kandhe par gamcha thamaye, chupchap nazren niche karke khada tha.
Menaka : hi bhabhi....
Purvi : Menaka, yeh tu (dhime se) kise le aayi hai??"
Menaka : (ahista se) bhabhi, is bechare ko kaam ki sakht zaroorat hai! Isliye...
Purvi ki chehre par bahut ghinn ki bhav thi aur voh puri koshish kar rahi thi us kaale buddhe ko na dekhne ki. Bhale kitni bhi acchi khaasi padi likhi gynocologist thi voh, lekin filhal us buddhe ko dekhke, uski racist bhavna ne prakat le hi li...
"Yeh kisko le ayi hai Menaka! Chii kitna kaala aur badbudar aadmi hai! Oh god...."
Ucch Brahmin parivar se hoke, aksar neech kul aur achoot logo se hamesha Purvi door rehti thi, aur aaj voh behad naraz thi apni nanad par, lekin phir is karya ke piche jo bhavna thi, voh nek thi.
Menaka : (piche mudke) aap bahaar hi rukiye, main baad me bulati hoon aapko!
Menaka ki awaaz me ek mithaas thi, jise sunke us chandaal ke dil me ek thandi hawa ka jhonka guzar raha tha. Haath jode, voh apni sar ko "thik hai" me hilane laga aur niche dekhke, kuch doori pe jaake, bagiche ke vaha khada hota hain. Achoot hoke, ek ucch parivar ke yaha aamna saamna hoke, bahut hi ghabra raha tha voh chandaal.
Purvi "andar aa!" kehke apni nanad ki haath ko dharke andar leleti hain use aur phir jaise late aate student ko teacher dekhti hain, vaise hi voh Menaka ko dekhne lagi.
Purvi : shukar kar, mummyji aur pappaji yaha nahi hai! Varna us buddhe ke shamat aajata! Tu itne ghinone aadmi ko humare pavitra angaan me laayi kaise?
Menaka : bhabhi, kuch to rahem kijiye, aapne to na jaane kitne poverty aur caste agenda par leacture diye hain, aur aaj aap hi!
Purvi : (apni moti stan ko hilaye gehri saans leke) ufff! Voh alag baat hai Menaka! Aise leacture to har koi doctor dete rehte hai, tune bhi di hogi!
Menaka hont dabaye bas haan me sar hilayi. Voh khud thodi si racist to thi hi, lekin uski bhabhi usse bhi thodi zyada thi. Itni zyada ke apne bacche ko jab mandir leke gayi thi, tab pujari ke duara ek kaala tika bhi nahi lagvayi thi apne munne ke gaal par. Pade likhe yeh dono mahilao ke ghinone vichar ab prakat ho rahe the.
Purvi : Menaka, tu isse kya karvayegi??
Menaka : filhal to yeh humara maali ban sakta hain aur shayad bahaar ek anagan ka pocha bhi laga.... sakta hai....
Purvi : teri dayalu dil ka sach me jawab nahi! Khair, tu hi baat karna isse!
Itna kehke Purvi apni chaudi moti gaand hilaye apni kamre me jaane lagi aur Menaka bhabhi ko jaate dekh, foran bahaar jaake us chandaal ko bagiche ke ek kone me khada hote dekhne lagi. Jab kuch nazdik gayi, to usne gaur ki ke us buddhe ke gaal kuch gile gile lag rahe the.
Menaka : aap....aaap thik to hai na?
Chandaal : memsaheb! (Gamche se gaal ponchke) kyon mujh jaise badnaseeb ko sahara de rahe hai aap?? Hum jaise logo ka koi nahi hota!
Menaka ki dil beth jaati hain. Uski badi si stan ke bheetar ek badi dil bhi thi, jo bahut hi zyada dhadak rahi thi. Us buddhe ki haal dekhke, uske dil me yeh khwahish aayi ke voh abhi use apni gale se lagake, uske peeth par karuna se haath ko sehlaye, bhale kitna hi ganda aur mailedaar peeth ho. Filhal bhavna vaasna ki nahi thi, balki karuna aur jazbaat ki thi.
Lekin phir Menaka khud ko rok leti hain aur dil thaame kehti hai..
"Dekhiye, aap ko yaha koi takleef nahi hoga! Aaap.....aap ghabrayiye mat! Aap bungle ke piche servants quater me reh sakte hai!"
"Ser...kuter...yeh kya hota hai memsaheb??"
Voh chandaal hairani se puchne laga. Uske aisi ada pe phir ek baar Menaka muskurai aur apni hansi ko is baar bina dabaye kehti hain...
"Khair, aap aayiye mere saath"
Voh chandaal Menaka ke piche piche jaane laga aur kuch hi pal me, dono ek chote se kutiya pahuch jaate hain. Voh chandaal abhi bhi ghabraya hua nazar aa raha tha, lekin Menaka apni nirnary me atal thi. Voh kisi bhi halat me is buddhe ko apne kareeb rakhna chahti thi aur use khud ek uljhan thi ke yeh keval karuna thi ya kuch aur.
Khair, Menaka ab us chandaal ke badan se aate huye badboo ko aur sahen nahi kar payi aur voh kuch pal ke liye ek dheemi muskaan deke vaha se chali jaati hain. Uski kamar aur gaand ki lachak us chandaal ko dikhayi deta hain, jo kuch pal tak voh saare thirkan ko aankhon se peene lagta hain aur ek kaatil sa muskaan uske chehre pe aane laga.
"Memsaheb jitni badi dil ki hain, utni hi badi deh hai unki! Aye bhagwan is budhe pe raham karna!
Menaka andar jaate hi foran ek shower lene lagi. Andhere saman kaale badan se pasine aur mail ki badbu abhi bhi jaise uski naak tak chu rahi thi aur hairanjanak us chandaal ke behad kareeb mehsoos karke uski jism me kuch hulchul si hone lagti hain.
"Main bas insaniyat dikha rahi hoon! Aur kuch nahi!"
Menaka normally yeh sab kehti hain, lekin ek ajeeb si khumari uske charo aur chaai hui thi. Kuch pal tak apni sudol jism ko nehla dhulaake, voh shower se nikal aati hain.
Dusre aur Purvi kuch khaas khush nahi thi. Apne bacche ko cot me sulake, voh apni kamre ke chakkar kaatne lagi. Hamesha ki tarah voh apni salwar suit me hi thi.
"Itne gande aur upar se niche jaat ke aadmi ko Menaka kyon le aayi???"
Purvi agle hi pal apni aankhon me vapas us chandaal ki ek chavi le aati hain aur khaas karke uske kaale mailedar badan ke baare me khayal karte hi, foran use ek ubki si aane lagti hain. Uski racist prakriti aur jaati vaadi ka swabhav ke karan, uske mann me yeh aayi ke foran us aadmi ko apne ghar ke pavitra angan se nikaal de.
Lekin, ek responsible doctor hone ke naate, voh yeh nahi kar sakti thi. Apni nanad ki karunamay swabhav ko dhyan rakhte hui, voh bas is baat ko ignore karna ka faisla karta hain. Lekin ek chinta use khaane lagi.
"Agar mummyji aur daddy ji aagaye to unse kya kahungi?? Rishabh se kya kahung??"
Apni kamre me thahelne lagti hain Purvi aur phir vapas apne bacche ke paas bistar par kohni ke bal let jaati hain aur bas apne bacche ko dekhne lagi. Uske jeevan me yeb ek anokha tohfa tha, jo use Rishabh ne diya tha.
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Bistar me aaram se leti hui, Purvi us chandaal ke baare me bhoolke,. kabhi apne nanhe bacche ko dekhti, to kabhi Rishabh ke intezar me aanhe bharti.