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**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 4: Darwaze Ki Charkhaat Aur Pehla Junoon
Episode 4: Darwaze Ki Charkhaat Aur Pehla Junoon
Raat ke 1:00 AM.
Lahore, Model Town Extension. Garmi apne urooj par thi. Fan tez raftari se chal raha tha, lekin hawa mein ek ajeeb si suffocation thi jo jism ko bechain kiye hue thi. Bijli abhi tak maujood thi, jiski wajah se fan ki sarsarahat ghar ke sannate mein aur bhi zyada goonj rahi thi. Neeche Rashid Ahmed apne kamre mein befikri se so rahe thay, aur Naseem bhi kitchen mein sab kaam nipta kar apne bistar par ja chuki thi, lekin uski neend ab bhi kacchi thi.
Saima apne kamre mein bistar par aadhi leti, aadhi baithi thi. Uski aankhon mein neend nahi, bechaini aur khauf tha. Magar is khauf ke saath ek ajeeb si talab bhi jism mein jaag uthi thi, jo usey pichli raat se ghere hue thi. Usman ke haath ka lams, uski saans ki garmi, maathe par kiya gaya woh kiss jo bhai ka nahi, kuch aur hi ehsaas de gaya tha – sab uske zehen mein baar baar ghoom raha tha. Usne apni nighty utaar kar sirf halki si chadar odh rakhi thi, paseena uske jism par chamak raha tha.
Usman ki aakhri baat uske kaano mein goonj rahi thi: *"Api… theek hai. Main ja raha hoon. Lekin kal raat… agar aap chaho to main phir aaunga. Aap bas darwaza khula chhod dena."*
Saima ka dil zoron se dhadak raha tha. Uske dimagh mein guilt aur hawas ki jung chal rahi thi. Ek taraf uski shadi, uska shohar Bilal, uski apni tahzeeb thi, aur doosri taraf jism ki anjaani pyaas aur Usman ki chaahat. Usne dheere se bistar se utha, uske pair zameen par padte hi thandi farsh ki chubhan mehsoos hui. Hathon mein kampkapi thi jab woh darwaze ki taraf badhi. Darwaza halka sa khula hua tha, jaisa Usman ne kaha tha. Saima ne ek lambi, gehri saans li aur dheere se darwaze ko thoda aur khol diya, bas itna ke koi andar aa sake. Phir woh wapas apne bistar par chali gayi aur chadar lapet kar aankhein band kar li. Usne apne aap ko surrender kar diya tha.
Kuch hi lamhon baad, darwaze par ek halki si *charkhaat* hui.
Usman andar aaya. Usne darwaza dheere se band kiya, aur halki si *khatak* ki awaaz ke saath andar se lock kar diya. Is baar woh sirf lungi mein tha, uska ubhra hua jism, paseene mein bheega hua, moonlight mein chamak raha tha. Woh sidha Saima ke bistar ke paas aaya aur bina kuch kahe bistar ke kinare pe baith gaya.
Saima ne dheere se aankhein kholi. Usne Usman ko dekha, uski aankhon mein ab dar kam, hawas zyada thi.
“Usman… tum aa gaye.” Uski awaaz sargoshi mein thi, itni dheemi ke mushkil se sunai de rahi thi.
Usman ne jawaab nahi diya, bas dheere se smile kiya. Usne Saima ka haath apne haath mein liya. Is baar haath pakadte hi Saima ka pura jism sihar gaya. Usman ne uske haath ko apne hontho se chhua, ek naram kiss diya, aur phir uski ungliyon ko apni ungliyon mein phasa kar halke se dabaya.
“Api… main jaanta tha tum chahti ho.” Usman ki awaaz mein ek sukoon tha, jaise usne apni manzil pa li ho.
Saima ne sar jhuka liya. “Yeh… yeh theek nahi hai Usman. Hamare rishte…”
“Rishte?” Usman ne Saima ki chadar ko dheere se uske jism se neeche kiya, uske nange kandhe ab saaf dikh rahe thay. “Rishte sirf naam ke hote hain, api. Jism ki zarooratein sachchi hoti hain. Tum akeli ho, main bhi akela. Tumhe sukoon chahiye, mujhe bhi.”
Usne Saima ko apni taraf khincha. Saima ne is baar mukhalifath nahi ki. Woh dheere se Usman ke seene se lag gayi. Usman ka seena garam tha, paseene se bheega hua, aur uski heartbeat tez thi. Saima ne mehsoos kiya ke uske apne mamme Usman ke seene par dab rahe thay, aur is ehsaas se uske andar aag si lag gayi.
Usman ne apne haath Saima ki kamar par rakhe aur usey aur zor se apni taraf dabaya. Phir usne apna sar jhukaya aur Saima ke kaan par apne honth rakhe.
“Api… kitne din ho gaye tumhe.” Usne sargoshi mein kaha, uski saans Saima ke kaan mein garam hawa bhar rahi thi. “Kitni pyasi ho tum, main jaanta hoon.”
Saima ne aankhein band kar li. Uske jism mein ek lehar si daud gayi. Usman ne dheere se Saima ke kaan ki lau ko chusa, aur phir uski gardan par apne honth rakh diye. Saima ke moonh se ek halki si *aah* nikal gayi.
“Usman… please…” Woh kehna chahti thi ke ruk jao, magar uske dil ki gehraiyon se ek aur awaaz aa rahi thi – *aur karo*.
Usman ne Saima ko bistar par dheere se leta diya. Woh uske upar jhuka, uske honth Saima ke honthon par aa lage. Pehle naram, phir gehre. Saima ne pehle jhijhak dikhai, lekin phir usne bhi Usman ka saath diya, apne honthon ko uske honthon par dabaya. Unke honth ek doosre ko choosne lage, zabaanein ek doosre se takrane lagin. Saima ki saans tez ho gayi, aur uska jism kampne laga.
Usman ne apne haath Saima ki kamar se neeche le ja kar uske hips par rakh diye aur unhe masalne laga. Saima ne apne haath Usman ki gardan mein daal diye aur usey aur zor se apni taraf khincha.
“Uff… Usman… yeh kya kar rahe ho?” Saima ki awaaz behak rahi thi.
Usman ne apne honth Saima ke honthon se hataye aur uski gardan se hote hue uske mammon ki taraf badha. Saima ki chadar ab puri tarah se uske jism se hat chuki thi. Uska nanga jism Usman ke samne tha – bhare hue mamme, gol kamar. Usman ne apne honth Saima ke ek mamme par rakh diye aur usey choosne laga. Saima ke moonh se ek aur tez *aah* nikal gayi.
“Oohh… Usman… aah… dheere…”
Usman ne ek mamme ko chhod kar doosre par apne honth rakh diye. Dono hathon se woh Saima ke mammon ko masal raha tha, daba raha tha, aur unhe choos raha tha. Saima apne aap ko rok nahi pa rahi thi. Usne apni aankhein band kar li aur apne jism ko Usman ke hawale kar diya.
“Haaye… meri jaan… aah… aur chuso… mere bhai mujhe pagal kar dega tu… aah… mmm…” Saima ke moonh se be-ikhtiyaar alfaaz nikal rahe thay.
Usman ne muskuraya. Usne apna ek haath Saima ki ranon ke beech le ja kar uski panty ke upar se uski phuddi ko masla. Saima ka jism aur tez kampne laga.
“Api… kitni garam ho tum… yeh dekho… tumhari phuddi kitni gili ho gayi hai.” Usne sargoshi mein kaha.
Saima ne sharam se aankhein band kar li. “Usman… nikal de… usko… aah…”
Usman ne dheere se Saima ki panty neeche khiskai aur usey utaar diya. Ab Saima ka jism puri tarah se nanga Usman ke samne tha. Usman ne uski phuddi ko dekha – gulabi, ubhri hui, aur paseene se chamakti hui. Usne apni ungli se uske daane ko chhua.
“Aah! Usman! Maar dala tune… aur… aur kar… aah… bhai meri jaan nikal jayegi” Saima tadap uthi.
Usman ne apni lungi bhi utaar di. Uska mota, garam lund tan kar khada tha. Saima ne ek jhalak dekhi, uska dil zoron se dhadakne laga. Usne kabhi itna bada lund nahi dekha tha, Bilal ka lund iske saamne chhota lag raha tha.
Usman ne Saima ke ooper aa kar uske honthon ko chooma aur phir dheere se apna lund Saima ki phuddi ke muhane par rakha.
“Api… taiyar ho?” Usman ne saans lete hue poocha.
Saima ne sar hilaya, uski aankhon mein aansu thay, sharam ke ya khushi ke, woh khud nahi jaanti thi. “Haan… haan Usman… daal de… faad de mujhe… aah…”
Usman ne ek zor ka dhakka lagaya. Saima ki moonh se ek dard bhari cheekh nikli, jo usne takiye mein dabane ki koshish ki.
“Aah! Maaa… ahh… ahh… dheere… ahh…” Saima ne apne daant bheench liye.
Usman ne thodi der roka, Saima ke honthon ko choom kar usey tasalli di. Phir dheere dheere woh harkat karne laga. Pehle halke jhatke, phir tez. Saima ka dard dheere dheere maze mein badal gaya. Usne bhi Usman ka saath dena shuru kiya, apni kamar uchal uchal kar Usman ke dhakkon ka jawab dene lagi.
“Haan… haan Usman… aah… aise hi… meri gaand maar de… aah… tera lund… mere bhai… chod mujhe… aah… tez… aur tez.” Saima ke moonh se galiyan nikalne lagin, uski sharam sab bhool chuki thi.
Dono ke jism paseene mein bheeg chuke thay, unki saansein tez ho chuki thin, aur unke jism ek doosre mein sama chuke thay. Unke takrane ki awaazein, unki siskariyan, aur garmi ki wajah se chamakta hua jism – sab ne us kamre mein ek junoon ka mahaul bana diya tha.
Taqreeban aadhe ghante baad, Usman ne ek akhri tez dhakka lagaya aur Saima ke andar hi jhad gaya. Saima ka jism bhi kamp gaya aur woh bhi Usman ke neeche shant ho gayi. Dono ek doosre par lete rahe, saans lete hue, jism dheele pad chuke thay.
Usman ne dheere se Saima ke maathe par kiss kiya. “Api… mazaa aaya?”
Saima ne dheere se sar hilaya. Uski aankhon mein ab bhi aansu thay. “Haan… bohot.” Usne moonh pher liya. Sharam aur guilt ne usey phir se gher liya tha.
Usman thodi der Saima ke paas leta raha, phir woh utha. Usne apne kapde pehne aur Saima ko chadar odha di. Darwaza khol kar woh chup chap bahar nikal gaya.
Saima akeli bistar par leti rahi. Uska jism ab bhi Usman ke lams ki garmi se tap raha tha. Magar dil mein ek khaali pan aur bohot zyada guilt tha. Usne kya kar diya? Apne bhai ke saath… apne shohar ko dhoka diya. Lekin jism ko sukoon mil chuka tha.
Subah 6:00 AM.
Hamza apne kamre se nikla. Raat bhar usey neend nahi aayi thi. Upar se aati hui dheemi awaazein, aur phir Usman bhai ka kamre se bahar nikalna… usne corridor mein dekha. Saima api ke kamre ka darwaza ab bhi halka sa khula hua tha. Hamza ka dil dhak se reh gaya. Usne dheere se darwaze ko band kiya aur wapas apne kamre mein chala gaya. Uske zehen mein ek ajeeb sa toofan uth raha tha.
Neeche Naseem chai bana rahi thi. Jab Saima neeche aayi, uska chehra thaka hua tha, aankhein laal thin, aur uski chaal mein ek bechaini thi.
“Saima beta, raat ko theek se soyi? Aaj zyada thaki hui lag rahi ho.” Naseem ne uski taraf gaur se dekhte hue kaha.
Saima ne jaldi se sar hilaya. “Ji Ammi… bas garmi bohot thi isliye neend nahi aayi.”
Lekin Naseem ne gaur kiya ke Saima ki gardan par ek halka sa laal nishaan tha, jaisa kisi ne chooma ho. Uski aankhon mein shak aur gehra ho gaya.
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