Incest GHAR KI AAG (URDU)

[Baba Kamdev]

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★ GHAR KI AAG ★
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♡ INDEX ♡​

Episode 01	Episode 02	Episode 03	Episode 04
Episode 05	Episode 06	Episode 07	Episode 08
Episode 09	Episode 10	Episode 11	Episode 12
Episode 13	Episode 14	Episode 15	Episode 16/1
Episode 16/2	Episode 17	Episode 18	Episode 19
Episode 20	Episode 21	Episode 22	Episode 23/1
Episode 23/2	Episode 24	Episode 25	Episode 26
Episode 27	Episode 28	Episode 29	Episode 30
Episode 31	Episode 32	Episode 33	Episode 34
Episode 35	Episode 36	Episode 37	Episode 38
Episode 39/1	Episode 39/2	Episode 40/1	Episode 40/2
Episode 41	Episode 42	Episode 43	Episode 44
Update 45	Update 46	Update 47	Update 48

 

[Rumana]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 39(Part-2): Raaz ki Lehrein aur Hawas ka Toofan​

Scene 3: Lahore — Coaching Class Aur Miss Kiran Ka Waham

Dopehar ka waqt tha. Lahore ki tej dhoop coaching centre ke aalishan corridors mein bikhri hui thi. Hamza teen din ke lambi chhutti ke baad aaj pehli baar class mein baitha tha. Baahar se wo bilkul aaram-deh dikh raha tha, magar uske zehan mein abhi bhi pichli mulaqat ko lekar ek jhijak toh thi hi.

Class ke dauran Miss Kiran white cotton ki ek tight kurti aur churidar pajama pehne blackboard par likh rahi thin.


Unka bhara hua pichwara aur tight kurti se jhankti unki sunehri peeth Hamza ki nazron se chhup nahi rahi thi. Magar Miss Kiran ki nazrein baar-baar Hamza par tik jatin. Unke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa waham chal raha tha. Jab se unki nazuk si beti Falak ne unhe ghar par Hamza ka lund chooste hue dekha tha, aur usdin se wo coaching nahi aaya, toh Miss Kiran ko laga ke Hamza bechara darr gaya hai.

Class khatam hote hi sab bachhe dhere-dheere baahar nikal gaye. Hamza ne jaan-boojh kar apni kitabein samaitne mein thoda waqt lagaya.

"Hamza... tum ruko, mujhe tum se kuch baat karni hai," Miss Kiran ne darwaze ki taraf dekhte hue thodi sanjeeda magar kam aawaz mein kaha.


Hamza ne apni diary bag mein rakhi aur unke qareeb chala gaya. Miss Kiran ne furan class ka darwaza halka sa parda barabar sarka diya taake baahar koi dekh na sake. Wo ghabrahat mein apne dupatte ko ungliyon se maror rahi thin.

"Hamza... tum theek toh ho na? Itne din se tumne coaching kyun miss ki?" Miss Kiran ne uske chehre ko baurepan se dekha. "Mujhe pata hai tum kyun nahi aaye... Tum Falak ki wajah se darr gaye ho na? Ke usne us din mujhe tumhare sath us halat mein dekh liya tha?"

Hamza ne Miss Kiran ke is waham aur unki ankhon mein chhipe darr ko dekha toh uske labon par ek shatirana aur mardana muskurahat aa gayi. Unhe kya maloom tha ke wo darr se nahi, balki haveli mein aaye aapne abbu ke toofan aur phir apni rangeeniyon mein masroof tha!

Hamza ek qadam aur aage badha, itna qareeb ke Miss Kiran ko uske jism ki mardana garmi mehsoos hone lagi. "Miss Kiran... aapko lagta hai ke aapka yeh Hamza itna kamzor hai ke ek choti larki ke dekh lene se darr jayega?, waise darna toh aapko chahiye tha ke aapki beti ne aapko kisi jawan ka lund chuste dekhliya hai...."


Miss Kiran ne hairat se apni gehri aankhein uthayin, "Tum uski fikar chhodo, uski toh hamein aadat hai, tum apni batao ke... phir tum teen din tak kyun nahi aaye? Meri toh saans ruki hui thi ke kahin tum is rishte se peeche na hat jao."

Hamza ne nehayat besharmi se apna hath badhaya aur Miss Kiran ki kasee hui kurti ke upar se hi unke naram bazu ko zor se dabo diya. "Miss... main darr kar nahi bhaaga tha. Kuch aisi gharelo masroofiyat thi jise nibhana zaroori tha. Aur jo aap keh rahin hain ke aap logon ko iski aadat hai, toh kya Arsalan ko bhi ye sab maloom hai Falak ki tarah. Agar aisa hai toh khel aur bhi mazedaar hoga."


Hamza ki is be-baaki aur mardana pakar ne Miss Kiran ke andar ki tishnagi ko dobara jaga diya. Unka gora chehra sharm aur hawas se laal hone laga. "Badmash... tum zara bhi nahi darte. Main yahan pareshan thi aur tumhare dimaag mein abhi bhi wahi sab chal raha hai, aur rahi baat mere bachon ki toh unko mere khelon ka pahle se hi pata hai ke main kin khelon se apna dil bahlati aayi hoon."

Miss Kiran ke aise jawab ka Hamza ko zara bhi ummeid nahi thi lekin wo bhi ab peeche hatne ke liye taiyyar nahi tha. "Waah.., toh kya main aur Arsalan aapke saath ek khel khelein, maza ajayega." Usne baghair kisi jhijak ke kehdiya.

"Nahi, mere bachhey meri harkaton se naraz hi rahte hain, wo kabhi mere in khelon mein shamil nahi hote. Lekin ab unhe in sabki aadat si hone lagi hai." Miss Kiran ne samjha kar kaha.


Hamza ne aagey barh kar Miss Kiran ke honth choom liye, Miss Kiran bhi Hamza ka saath diya usme.


"Toh phir kab aaoge apni ustad ki khidmath guzari ke liye?" Miss Kiran ne ek baar phir apni hasrat zahir ki.

Hamza muskuraya aur Kiran ki bhari gaand dabate hue kaha, "Ji.., Main toh abhi chal loon aapke saath lekin ghar par Karachi se mehman aye hue hain, ab kuch din shayad coaching ki bhi chhutti lagani pade."


Darwaze ki jheeni darar se Arsalan ko aate dekh Kiran ne Hamza ko door kiya aur jhooti daant lagate hue kaha, "Tumhari in lambi chhuttion se class ka mahol kharab hora hai, aur tum phir se chhutti maangne chale aaye, lagta hai mujhe tumhare abbu se tumhari shikayat lagani padegi. Bolo kitne ab aaqri baar kitne din ki chhuti chahiye? Iske baad tumhe koi chhutti nahi milegi"


Tabtak Arsalan bhi class mein dakhil hochuka tha. Hamza bhi baat ko samjhte hue kaha "Miss ye Aakhri baar hai bas do din aur."

"Theek hai, yaad rakhna tumhe in chhuttion ki bharpayi mere ghar extra class se karni hogi." Miss Kiran ne rukhe andaz mein kaha aur apna bad Arsalan ko thama kar bahar ko nikal gayi.


Hamza bhi muskurate hue apne raaste nikal gaya.

Scene 4: Guest House Ka Zehni Tanaav Aur Khamosh Kashmakash

Bilal ne jhatke se guest house ka darwaza khola. Uska chehra gusse aur adhure jinsi tanaav se laal ho rakha tha, aur pants ke andar uska 8-inch ka lund abhi bhi lohe ki tarah akra hua tha. Darwaza khulte hi samne Zoya aur Farah khadi thin, magar un dono ki halat dekh kar Bilal ke hosh ud gaye. Dono ke chehre uday hue thay, aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa gham aur sangeen khamoshi thi.


"Bhaiya..." Zoya ne bas itna kaha aur bina Bilal ki taraf dekhe dhere se apne kamre ke andar dakhil ho gayi. Farah ne bhi apni nazrein jhukaye hue Zoya ke peeche peeche wo bhi usee kamre mein chali gayi, uske hath abhi bhi halkay se kaanp rahe thay.

Shamim idhar apne kamre ke andar bister par thodi der pehle ke is adhure khel ki wajah se haanp rahi thin.

Unhone jaldbazi mein apni malmal ki shalwar toh upar kar li thi, magar unki gori raano par abhi bhi Bilal ke hathon ke surkh nishan


aur unki kasee hui 36C mammon par dhki qameez par paseene ki chamak saaf thi.


Shamim ne darr kar apni betiyon ko ghar ke andar aate dekha, unhe laga ke shayad unka aur unke bete ka yeh ghaleez khel pakda gaya hai.

Magar abtak kisi ne kisi se ek lafz bhi nahi kaha. Ek ajeeb, bhari aur dum-ghotne wali khamoshi poore guest house mein chha gayi.

Zoya seedhi bathroom ki taraf badh gayi aur andar ja kar darwaza lock kar diya. Usne jhatke se shower chala diya taake paani ke shor mein uske dimaag ka toofan chhup sake.


Zoya ne nangi hokar aaine mein khud ko dekha, uske zehan mein baar-baar apni saheli Nida ka wo 'kutti' banna aur uske sage baap ka peeche se uski choot mein jaandaar dhakke maarna ghum raha tha. Nida ke abbu ke pichware par marne wale thappad ki aawaz Phat... phat... phat... Zoya ke kaano mein gunj rahi thi. Usne sharm aur hawas ke mile-jule jazbaat se apni dono unglion ko apni hi geeli choot mein daal diya aur siskari lene lagi.


Uska dimaag sunn tha ke ek baap aur beti ke darmiyan aisi haivaniyat kaise mumkin hai, magar andar hi andar un sonchon ne uski apni hawas ko bhi jaga diya tha.


Baahar kamre mein, Farah bister ke ek kone par khamosh baith gayi. Uska zehan bhi usi manzar ke bojh se daba hua tha.

Usne dhere se uth kar saamne ke kamre ke bister par lete Bilal ki taraf dekha. Bilal gusse mein ceiling ko ghur raha tha aur uski pants ke andar ubhra hua wo lund ka lamba nakhsh Farah ki nazron se chhup nahi saka.


Nida ke abbu ka wo mota lund yaad karte hi, Farah ne dhere se apna hont danto mein dabaya.


Uske andar pehli baar apne sage bhai Bilal ke liye ek ajeeb aur mamnoo (forbidden) jinsi kashish ne angdai li. Wo sochne lagi ke kya mard aur aurat ke darmiyan har rishta baahar se parsa aur andar se aisa hi nanga hota hai?

Apne bister par baithi Shamim bhi apni dono betiyon ke is ajeeb rukh ko dekh kar andar hi andar kashmakash mein thin. Wo baar-baar Bilal ki taraf dekhtin jiska tanaav abhi kam nahi hua tha. Ghar mein charo jism mojood thay, sab ke dimaag mein gunah, hawas aur darr ka ek hi samandar chal raha tha, magar baahar sirf ek sangeen aur khofnaak khamoshi thi. Kisi ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi ke wo pehla lafz bole, kyunke har koi apne andar ek ajeeb raaz ka bojh liye baitha tha.

Kuch der baad Zoya naha kar nikli.


Usne sirf ek safed towel lapeta hua tha jo uske gore jism par kas kar baitha hua tha. Uske geele baal kandhon par bikhre hue thay aur towel ke upar se uske ubhre hue mammon ka ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha.

Farah bister par baithi thi. Jaise hi Zoya bahar aayi, wo jhatt se darwaza lock kar uske paas aa gayi. Usne Zoya ka haath pakda aur dheere se kamre ke bister par baitha diya.


"Zoya Baji..." Farah ki awaaz kaanpti hui thi. "Hum... humne jo dekha... wo sach tha na? Nida baji... unke abbu... unhe... itni zor-zor se..."

Zoya ne towel ko aur kas kar lapeta aur gehri saans li. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi wohi manzar ghum raha tha. "Haan Farah... bilkul sach tha. Main apni aankhon par yaqeen nahi kar pa rahi thi. Nida... jo hamesha itni shareef aur parsa banti thi... wo apne baap ke saamne kutti bani hui thi. Aur uska baap... kitni haivaniyat se chhi... haay tauba... (uski choot mein dhakke maar raha tha.) Wo awaaz (Phat... phat... phat... ki awaaz) abhi bhi mere kaano mein goonj rahi hai."

Farah ne apne hoth danto mein daba liye. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thin. "Baji... mujhe toh abhi bhi yaqeen nahi ho raha. Bahar se itni achhi ladki... aur andar se... apne hi baap ke saath. (apne hi baap ke lund ke aagey jhoom rahi thi.) Aur wo cheekhein... ('Abbu zor se... faad do meri choot'... ) main toh soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki aisa ho sakta hai."

Zoya ne Farah ki taraf dekha. Dono behno ke beech ek ajeeb si kashmakash chal rahi thi. Zoya ne dheere se kaha, "Farah... sach bata. Jab tu dekh rahi thi... tujhe kya mehsoos hua? Sirf ghin... ya kuch aur bhi?"

Farah ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne nazrein jhuka li aur halki awaaz mein boli, "Baji... pehle toh bohot ghin aayi aur darr bhi laga. Magar phir jo ab sonch rahi hoon toh... (jab uska baap uski bund par thappad maar raha tha aur Nida cheekh rahi thi...) mera dil zor se dhadakne laga hai. Mujhe.... wahan... ni.. neechey.... geela-geela mehsoos horaha hai. Main sochne lagi ke kya hamare ghar mein bhi aisa kuch...?" Usne thartharaati awaaz mein jumla adhoora hi chhod diya.

Zoya ne uska haath kas ke pakda. "Chup kar Farah! Yeh sochna bhi gunah hai. Lekin... sach bataun toh mujhe bhi ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Nida ka baap itna mazboot tha... aur Nida uske aagey (lund ke aagey) kitni bechaini se jhool rahi thi. Mujhe apne aap par sharm aa rahi hai... lekin mere andar bhi kuch jag raha hai."

Dono behnein kuch der chup rahin. Phir Farah ne dheere se kaha, "Baji... kya hum Ammi se ya Bhaiya se is baare mein kuch kahenge?"

Zoya ne sar hilaya. "Nahi. Abhi kuch mat bol. Yeh hamara raaz rahega. Lekin... yeh dekh kar mera dil Bilal Bhai aur Ammi ke rishte ko lekar aur zyada sochne laga hai. Kya sach mein har rishta andar se aisa hi hota hai?"

Farah ne Zoya ke kandhe par sarr rakh diya. Dono behnein ek dusre se lipat kar baithi rahin, unke zehan mein Nida ka nanga manzar aur apne ghar ki sulagti aag dono saath-saath chal rahe thay.

Bahari dalaan mein Shamim aur Bilal abhi bhi alag-alag baithe the. Adhura khel, naye raaz aur khamosh kashmakash... sab kuch ek bhaari sannaate mein lapeta hua tha.

Episode 39 Khatam

Cliffhanger: Kya Shamim Banu apni betiyon ke is badle hue rang ko samajh payengi? Zoya aur Farah ki ye sangeen kashmakah unhe apne hi sage bhai Bilal ke lund ki taraf dhakel degi? Kya Hamza 'extra class' ke bahane Miss Kiran ke ghar Arsalan aur Falak ki mojoodgi mein ustad aur shagird ka koi naya khel shuru kar payegaga?

wow! Fantastic, fascinating and absolutely fabulous writings!

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Jaha dono family milkar mushtarka muzaamat ka aasar lag rha h

Ji bhai, aapne jis cheez ka ishara kiya hai ustak pahonchne mein kitna waqt lagate hain ye log dekhna padega.

 

[Baba Kamdev]

wow! Fantastic, fascinating and absolutely fabulous writings!

Bahoth Shukriya Rumana ji, aapne mere kaam ko itna pasand kiya. Aapka tahe dil se shukriya.

Saath banaye rakhiyega.

 

[Vik88]

Your writings are extremely hot and erotic. Now this story has become too much exciting and enticing to be read again and again.

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Within 30 minutes itne quick reactions apne episode par maine kabhi nahi dekhe.

Vik88 and Rumana ji aap dono ka bhi bahoth bahoth shukriya.

 

[Love Bite]

Bahut bahut mast aur kamuk story writings! bahut bahut maza aya padhke!

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Your writings are extremely hot and erotic. Now this story has become too much exciting and enticing to be read again and again.

Thank you so much, bhai. Your kind words genuinely made my day. Appreciation like this gives me the motivation to put in even more effort and strive to make every episode better than the last.

Thankyou very much.

 

[Baba Kamdev]

Bahut bahut mast aur kamuk story writings! bahut bahut maza aya padhke!

Bahoth bahoth shukriya bhai..

 

[SweetSonali]

**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 39(Part-2): Raaz ki Lehrein aur Hawas ka Toofan​

Scene 3: Lahore — Coaching Class Aur Miss Kiran Ka Waham

Dopehar ka waqt tha. Lahore ki tej dhoop coaching centre ke aalishan corridors mein bikhri hui thi. Hamza teen din ke lambi chhutti ke baad aaj pehli baar class mein baitha tha. Baahar se wo bilkul aaram-deh dikh raha tha, magar uske zehan mein abhi bhi pichli mulaqat ko lekar ek jhijak toh thi hi.

Class ke dauran Miss Kiran white cotton ki ek tight kurti aur churidar pajama pehne blackboard par likh rahi thin.


Unka bhara hua pichwara aur tight kurti se jhankti unki sunehri peeth Hamza ki nazron se chhup nahi rahi thi. Magar Miss Kiran ki nazrein baar-baar Hamza par tik jatin. Unke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa waham chal raha tha. Jab se unki nazuk si beti Falak ne unhe ghar par Hamza ka lund chooste hue dekha tha, aur usdin se wo coaching nahi aaya, toh Miss Kiran ko laga ke Hamza bechara darr gaya hai.

Class khatam hote hi sab bachhe dhere-dheere baahar nikal gaye. Hamza ne jaan-boojh kar apni kitabein samaitne mein thoda waqt lagaya.

"Hamza... tum ruko, mujhe tum se kuch baat karni hai," Miss Kiran ne darwaze ki taraf dekhte hue thodi sanjeeda magar kam aawaz mein kaha.


Hamza ne apni diary bag mein rakhi aur unke qareeb chala gaya. Miss Kiran ne furan class ka darwaza halka sa parda barabar sarka diya taake baahar koi dekh na sake. Wo ghabrahat mein apne dupatte ko ungliyon se maror rahi thin.

"Hamza... tum theek toh ho na? Itne din se tumne coaching kyun miss ki?" Miss Kiran ne uske chehre ko baurepan se dekha. "Mujhe pata hai tum kyun nahi aaye... Tum Falak ki wajah se darr gaye ho na? Ke usne us din mujhe tumhare sath us halat mein dekh liya tha?"

Hamza ne Miss Kiran ke is waham aur unki ankhon mein chhipe darr ko dekha toh uske labon par ek shatirana aur mardana muskurahat aa gayi. Unhe kya maloom tha ke wo darr se nahi, balki haveli mein aaye aapne abbu ke toofan aur phir apni rangeeniyon mein masroof tha!

Hamza ek qadam aur aage badha, itna qareeb ke Miss Kiran ko uske jism ki mardana garmi mehsoos hone lagi. "Miss Kiran... aapko lagta hai ke aapka yeh Hamza itna kamzor hai ke ek choti larki ke dekh lene se darr jayega?, waise darna toh aapko chahiye tha ke aapki beti ne aapko kisi jawan ka lund chuste dekhliya hai...."


Miss Kiran ne hairat se apni gehri aankhein uthayin, "Tum uski fikar chhodo, uski toh hamein aadat hai, tum apni batao ke... phir tum teen din tak kyun nahi aaye? Meri toh saans ruki hui thi ke kahin tum is rishte se peeche na hat jao."

Hamza ne nehayat besharmi se apna hath badhaya aur Miss Kiran ki kasee hui kurti ke upar se hi unke naram bazu ko zor se dabo diya. "Miss... main darr kar nahi bhaaga tha. Kuch aisi gharelo masroofiyat thi jise nibhana zaroori tha. Aur jo aap keh rahin hain ke aap logon ko iski aadat hai, toh kya Arsalan ko bhi ye sab maloom hai Falak ki tarah. Agar aisa hai toh khel aur bhi mazedaar hoga."


Hamza ki is be-baaki aur mardana pakar ne Miss Kiran ke andar ki tishnagi ko dobara jaga diya. Unka gora chehra sharm aur hawas se laal hone laga. "Badmash... tum zara bhi nahi darte. Main yahan pareshan thi aur tumhare dimaag mein abhi bhi wahi sab chal raha hai, aur rahi baat mere bachon ki toh unko mere khelon ka pahle se hi pata hai ke main kin khelon se apna dil bahlati aayi hoon."

Miss Kiran ke aise jawab ka Hamza ko zara bhi ummeid nahi thi lekin wo bhi ab peeche hatne ke liye taiyyar nahi tha. "Waah.., toh kya main aur Arsalan aapke saath ek khel khelein, maza ajayega." Usne baghair kisi jhijak ke kehdiya.

"Nahi, mere bachhey meri harkaton se naraz hi rahte hain, wo kabhi mere in khelon mein shamil nahi hote. Lekin ab unhe in sabki aadat si hone lagi hai." Miss Kiran ne samjha kar kaha.


Hamza ne aagey barh kar Miss Kiran ke honth choom liye, Miss Kiran bhi Hamza ka saath diya usme.


"Toh phir kab aaoge apni ustad ki khidmath guzari ke liye?" Miss Kiran ne ek baar phir apni hasrat zahir ki.

Hamza muskuraya aur Kiran ki bhari gaand dabate hue kaha, "Ji.., Main toh abhi chal loon aapke saath lekin ghar par Karachi se mehman aye hue hain, ab kuch din shayad coaching ki bhi chhutti lagani pade."


Darwaze ki jheeni darar se Arsalan ko aate dekh Kiran ne Hamza ko door kiya aur jhooti daant lagate hue kaha, "Tumhari in lambi chhuttion se class ka mahol kharab hora hai, aur tum phir se chhutti maangne chale aaye, lagta hai mujhe tumhare abbu se tumhari shikayat lagani padegi. Bolo kitne ab aaqri baar kitne din ki chhuti chahiye? Iske baad tumhe koi chhutti nahi milegi"


Tabtak Arsalan bhi class mein dakhil hochuka tha. Hamza bhi baat ko samjhte hue kaha "Miss ye Aakhri baar hai bas do din aur."

"Theek hai, yaad rakhna tumhe in chhuttion ki bharpayi mere ghar extra class se karni hogi." Miss Kiran ne rukhe andaz mein kaha aur apna bad Arsalan ko thama kar bahar ko nikal gayi.


Hamza bhi muskurate hue apne raaste nikal gaya.

Scene 4: Guest House Ka Zehni Tanaav Aur Khamosh Kashmakash

Bilal ne jhatke se guest house ka darwaza khola. Uska chehra gusse aur adhure jinsi tanaav se laal ho rakha tha, aur pants ke andar uska 8-inch ka lund abhi bhi lohe ki tarah akra hua tha. Darwaza khulte hi samne Zoya aur Farah khadi thin, magar un dono ki halat dekh kar Bilal ke hosh ud gaye. Dono ke chehre uday hue thay, aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa gham aur sangeen khamoshi thi.


"Bhaiya..." Zoya ne bas itna kaha aur bina Bilal ki taraf dekhe dhere se apne kamre ke andar dakhil ho gayi. Farah ne bhi apni nazrein jhukaye hue Zoya ke peeche peeche wo bhi usee kamre mein chali gayi, uske hath abhi bhi halkay se kaanp rahe thay.

Shamim idhar apne kamre ke andar bister par thodi der pehle ke is adhure khel ki wajah se haanp rahi thin.

Unhone jaldbazi mein apni malmal ki shalwar toh upar kar li thi, magar unki gori raano par abhi bhi Bilal ke hathon ke surkh nishan


aur unki kasee hui 36C mammon par dhki qameez par paseene ki chamak saaf thi.


Shamim ne darr kar apni betiyon ko ghar ke andar aate dekha, unhe laga ke shayad unka aur unke bete ka yeh ghaleez khel pakda gaya hai.

Magar abtak kisi ne kisi se ek lafz bhi nahi kaha. Ek ajeeb, bhari aur dum-ghotne wali khamoshi poore guest house mein chha gayi.

Zoya seedhi bathroom ki taraf badh gayi aur andar ja kar darwaza lock kar diya. Usne jhatke se shower chala diya taake paani ke shor mein uske dimaag ka toofan chhup sake.


Zoya ne nangi hokar aaine mein khud ko dekha, uske zehan mein baar-baar apni saheli Nida ka wo 'kutti' banna aur uske sage baap ka peeche se uski choot mein jaandaar dhakke maarna ghum raha tha. Nida ke abbu ke pichware par marne wale thappad ki aawaz Phat... phat... phat... Zoya ke kaano mein gunj rahi thi. Usne sharm aur hawas ke mile-jule jazbaat se apni dono unglion ko apni hi geeli choot mein daal diya aur siskari lene lagi.


Uska dimaag sunn tha ke ek baap aur beti ke darmiyan aisi haivaniyat kaise mumkin hai, magar andar hi andar un sonchon ne uski apni hawas ko bhi jaga diya tha.


Baahar kamre mein, Farah bister ke ek kone par khamosh baith gayi. Uska zehan bhi usi manzar ke bojh se daba hua tha.

Usne dhere se uth kar saamne ke kamre ke bister par lete Bilal ki taraf dekha. Bilal gusse mein ceiling ko ghur raha tha aur uski pants ke andar ubhra hua wo lund ka lamba nakhsh Farah ki nazron se chhup nahi saka.


Nida ke abbu ka wo mota lund yaad karte hi, Farah ne dhere se apna hont danto mein dabaya.


Uske andar pehli baar apne sage bhai Bilal ke liye ek ajeeb aur mamnoo (forbidden) jinsi kashish ne angdai li. Wo sochne lagi ke kya mard aur aurat ke darmiyan har rishta baahar se parsa aur andar se aisa hi nanga hota hai?

Apne bister par baithi Shamim bhi apni dono betiyon ke is ajeeb rukh ko dekh kar andar hi andar kashmakash mein thin. Wo baar-baar Bilal ki taraf dekhtin jiska tanaav abhi kam nahi hua tha. Ghar mein charo jism mojood thay, sab ke dimaag mein gunah, hawas aur darr ka ek hi samandar chal raha tha, magar baahar sirf ek sangeen aur khofnaak khamoshi thi. Kisi ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi ke wo pehla lafz bole, kyunke har koi apne andar ek ajeeb raaz ka bojh liye baitha tha.

Kuch der baad Zoya naha kar nikli.


Usne sirf ek safed towel lapeta hua tha jo uske gore jism par kas kar baitha hua tha. Uske geele baal kandhon par bikhre hue thay aur towel ke upar se uske ubhre hue mammon ka ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha.

Farah bister par baithi thi. Jaise hi Zoya bahar aayi, wo jhatt se darwaza lock kar uske paas aa gayi. Usne Zoya ka haath pakda aur dheere se kamre ke bister par baitha diya.


"Zoya Baji..." Farah ki awaaz kaanpti hui thi. "Hum... humne jo dekha... wo sach tha na? Nida baji... unke abbu... unhe... itni zor-zor se..."

Zoya ne towel ko aur kas kar lapeta aur gehri saans li. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi wohi manzar ghum raha tha. "Haan Farah... bilkul sach tha. Main apni aankhon par yaqeen nahi kar pa rahi thi. Nida... jo hamesha itni shareef aur parsa banti thi... wo apne baap ke saamne kutti bani hui thi. Aur uska baap... kitni haivaniyat se chhi... haay tauba... (uski choot mein dhakke maar raha tha.) Wo awaaz (Phat... phat... phat... ki awaaz) abhi bhi mere kaano mein goonj rahi hai."

Farah ne apne hoth danto mein daba liye. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thin. "Baji... mujhe toh abhi bhi yaqeen nahi ho raha. Bahar se itni achhi ladki... aur andar se... apne hi baap ke saath. (apne hi baap ke lund ke aagey jhoom rahi thi.) Aur wo cheekhein... ('Abbu zor se... faad do meri choot'... ) main toh soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki aisa ho sakta hai."

Zoya ne Farah ki taraf dekha. Dono behno ke beech ek ajeeb si kashmakash chal rahi thi. Zoya ne dheere se kaha, "Farah... sach bata. Jab tu dekh rahi thi... tujhe kya mehsoos hua? Sirf ghin... ya kuch aur bhi?"

Farah ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne nazrein jhuka li aur halki awaaz mein boli, "Baji... pehle toh bohot ghin aayi aur darr bhi laga. Magar phir jo ab sonch rahi hoon toh... (jab uska baap uski bund par thappad maar raha tha aur Nida cheekh rahi thi...) mera dil zor se dhadakne laga hai. Mujhe.... wahan... ni.. neechey.... geela-geela mehsoos horaha hai. Main sochne lagi ke kya hamare ghar mein bhi aisa kuch...?" Usne thartharaati awaaz mein jumla adhoora hi chhod diya.

Zoya ne uska haath kas ke pakda. "Chup kar Farah! Yeh sochna bhi gunah hai. Lekin... sach bataun toh mujhe bhi ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Nida ka baap itna mazboot tha... aur Nida uske aagey (lund ke aagey) kitni bechaini se jhool rahi thi. Mujhe apne aap par sharm aa rahi hai... lekin mere andar bhi kuch jag raha hai."

Dono behnein kuch der chup rahin. Phir Farah ne dheere se kaha, "Baji... kya hum Ammi se ya Bhaiya se is baare mein kuch kahenge?"

Zoya ne sar hilaya. "Nahi. Abhi kuch mat bol. Yeh hamara raaz rahega. Lekin... yeh dekh kar mera dil Bilal Bhai aur Ammi ke rishte ko lekar aur zyada sochne laga hai. Kya sach mein har rishta andar se aisa hi hota hai?"

Farah ne Zoya ke kandhe par sarr rakh diya. Dono behnein ek dusre se lipat kar baithi rahin, unke zehan mein Nida ka nanga manzar aur apne ghar ki sulagti aag dono saath-saath chal rahe thay.

Bahari dalaan mein Shamim aur Bilal abhi bhi alag-alag baithe the. Adhura khel, naye raaz aur khamosh kashmakash... sab kuch ek bhaari sannaate mein lapeta hua tha.

Episode 39 Khatam

Cliffhanger: Kya Shamim Banu apni betiyon ke is badle hue rang ko samajh payengi? Zoya aur Farah ki ye sangeen kashmakah unhe apne hi sage bhai Bilal ke lund ki taraf dhakel degi? Kya Hamza 'extra class' ke bahane Miss Kiran ke ghar Arsalan aur Falak ki mojoodgi mein ustad aur shagird ka koi naya khel shuru kar payegaga?

wah! ashadaran, danshu aur ekdom umda writing styles.

 

[Baba Kamdev]

wah! ashadaran, danshu aur ekdom umda writing styles.

Bahoth Shukriya SweetSonali ji, bahoth khushi hui ke aapne hamare kaam ko itna pasand kiya.

Bahoth Shukriya aapka.