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**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 1 : Garam Hawaon Ka Pehla Jhonka​

Lahore, Model Town Extension.
June 2024, Subah 7:15 AM.
Garmi itni sakht thi ke paseena kapdon se chipak raha tha. Bijli subah se gayab thi, sirf pankhon ki tez hawa chal rahi thi jo garam hi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Purani double-storey haveli jaisa ghar tha – neeche bara hall jo drawing-cum-dining tha, courtyard mein peepal ka bara ped jiski chhaon mein charpaiyan padi rehti thin, aur upar char kamre jahan family ke log sote thay.
Rashid Ahmed (58 saal) white shalwar qameez mein charpai pe baitha chai pee raha tha. Uske baal zyada safed ho chuke thay, lekin awaaz ab bhi gehri aur hukumat wali thi.
“Naseem suno! Chai thandi ho rahi hai… aur Hamza ko uthao, aaj uska college ka test hai!”
Kitchen se Naseem (52 saal) ki awaaz aayi. Woh ab bhi itni khoobsurat thi ke mohalle wale aksar kehte thay “Rashid ki biwi nahi, beti lagti hai”.
“Ji… abhi garam kar rahi hoon. Hamza brush kar raha hai.”
Hall mein baqi family bhi maujood thi.
Sab se pehle Saima (31 saal) – badi beti, shadi ko char saal hue thay. Aaj kal mayke aayi hui thi kyunki uska shohar Bilal (34 saal) Karachi business trip pe do hafton ke liye gaya hua tha. Woh pink nighty mein baithi thi, baal khule hue, jism ab mature ho chuka tha – bade bhare hue mamme, gol kamar aur hips jo nighty ke andar se saaf nazar aa rahe thay.
Uske bagal mein Usman (29 saal) – bada beta, gym jata tha isliye body tight aur muscular. Abbu ke saath property ka kaam seekh raha tha. Usne Saima ki taraf dekha aur halki si smile di. Saima ne nazrein jhuka li, lekin uske gaal laal ho gaye.
Ayesha (26 saal) – dusri beti, MBA ka last semester chal raha tha, blue suit pehen kar ready ho rahi thi.
Hira (23 saal) – teesri beti, B.Com final year mein, bohot seedhi aur sharmili ladki.
Hamza (20 saal) – sab se chhota, NEET ka student, slim, fair rang, abhi jawani ke pehle rung mein tha.
Naseem chai le kar aayi. Jab woh jhuk kar piyali rakhti thi to nighty ka gala thoda khul gaya. Hamza ne ek jhalak dekhi aur foran nazrein hata li, lekin dil mein ek ajeeb si hulchul si hui.
Rashid ne chai sip karte hue poocha:
“Saima beta, Bilal ka phone aaya tha kal raat? Woh theek to hai na?”
Saima ne sar jhukaya:
“Ji Abbu ji… kehte thay 10 din mein wapis aa jaunga. Main akeli bohot bore ho rahi thi isliye aa gayi.”
Usman ne mazak mein kaha:
“Bore? Ammi ke haath ka khana khane aayi ho ya kuch aur?”
Saima ne usey ghoora:
“Chup karo bhai… tumhari har baat mein gandi soch nikal aati hai.”
Sab hans pade. Naseem ne mehsoos kiya ke Usman ki nazar Saima ke chest pe thodi der ruk gayi thi. Woh khud bhi kuch soch mein pad gayi.
Nashta khatam hone ke baad Hamza bag utha kar college nikal gaya. Ayesha aur Hira bhi apne colleges ke liye nikalne lage.
Naseem ne Saima se kaha:
“Beta, garmi bohot zyada hai. Upar ja kar araam kar lo. Main lunch banaungi.”
Saima upar apne purane kamre mein chali gayi. Garmi itni thi ke woh foran nighty utaar kar sirf black bra aur panty mein ho gayi aur apne bistar pe let gayi. Uske jism pe paseena chamak raha tha, chhati upar neeche ho rahi thi. Kuch der baad uski aankhein dheere dheere band hone lagi.
Tabhi darwaza dheere se khula.
Usman tha.
“Api… sorry, Abbu ji ne kaha tha ke purani file is kamre mein hogi.”
Saima jhat se uthi aur chadar utha kar apne jism pe lapet li.
“Usman bhai… knock to kar liya hota!”
Usman muskuraya, uski aankhon mein kuch alag si chamak thi.
“Api… ab bhi itni sharm? Main to bhai hoon na.”
Saima chadar tight pakde baithi rahi. Usman ne file dhoondh li lekin jaate waqt ruk gaya.
“Api… aap theek to ho na? Bilal bhai ke jaane ke baad aap ka chehra uda hua sa lag raha hai.”
Saima ne sirf sar hila diya.
“Theek hoon…”
Usman bahar nikal gaya lekin darwaze ke peeche ruk kar ek baar phir andar jhank liya.
Naseem ne neeche se awaaz di:
“Usman! File mil gayi?”
“Ji Ammi… mil gayi.”
Lekin Usman ke zehen mein ab sirf Saima ka bra-panty mein chamakta jism ghum raha tha.
Shaam 6:30 PM.
Bijli wapis aa gayi thi. Ghar mein lights jal rahi thin. Rashid office se wapas aaya. Sab family hall mein baithay TV dekh rahe thay.
Ayesha ne khushi se kaha:
“Abbu ji, mera result aaya hai… 3.8 CGPA!”
Sab ne taaliyan bajayi. Khushi ka mahaul tha.
Lekin raat ko jab sab sone chale gaye…
Saima apne kamre mein leti thi. Pankhe ki hawa uske jism pe chal rahi thi. Usne phone uthaya aur Bilal ko call kiya.
“Bilal… mujhe bohot yaad aa rahi hai tumhari.”
Bilal hans kar bola:
“Bas 8 din aur… phir poori raat tumhari hoon.”
Call khatam hui. Saima ne aankhein band kar li.
Tabhi usey mehsoos hua ke koi uske kamre ke bahar khada hai.
Darwaza dheere se khula.
Usman tha… sirf lungi pehne hue.
“Api… neend nahi aa rahi. Thoda baat kar lu?”
Saima uth kar baithi. Us waqt uski nighty ka upar ka hissa thoda khisak gaya tha. Usman ki nazar wahan ruk gayi.
Saima ne dheere se kaha:
“Usman… yeh theek nahi hai. Tum mere bhai ho.”
Usman muskuraya aur andar aa gaya. Darwaza band kar diya.
“Api… sirf baat karne aaya hoon. Lekin… aaj aap bohot zyada khubsurat lag rahi ho.”
Hawa mein garmahat thi, aur hawas ka pehla halka sa jhonka mehsoos hone laga.

**Episode 1 khatam.**

Cliffhanger: Usman andar aa chuka hai, darwaza band. Saima akeli bistar pe baithi. Agle kuch minutes mein kya hoga? Kya Naseem ne upar ki taraf koi awaaz suni? Kya Hamza ne raat mein kuch mehsoos kiya?
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