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	Update 36	Update 37	Update 38
Update 39	Update 40	Update 41	Update 42
Update 43	Update 44	Update 45	Update 46
Update 47	Update 48	Update 49	Update 50

 

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**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 6: Shak ka Ghera aur Nayi Saazish​

Nashte ki mez par Hamza ke achanak sawal ne faza mein zeher ghol diya tha. Usman ne mehsoos kiya ke uski peeth par paseene ki ek boond nikal kar reeng rahi hai, lekin usne apne chehre ke tajurbe ko nahi badalne diya. Saima ne foran pani ka glass uthaya taake apni thartharahat chhupa sake.
"Bhai, aap kahan gaye thay?" Hamza ne dobara zor dete hue poocha.
Usman ne bade sukoon se paratha toda aur Hamza ki taraf dekh kar muskura diya. "Arre yaar, kal raat garmi bohot thi aur mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi. Main chatt (roof) par chala gaya tha thandi hawa khane. Wahan kursi par baith kar Lahore ki khamosh sadkon ko dekh raha tha ke kab aankh lag gayi pata hi nahi chala. Fajar ki azaan hui toh neeche aaya."
Naseem ne Usman ko ghour se dekha. "Toh phir kamre ka darwaza kyun khula chhoda tha?"
"Ammi, jaldi mein bhool gaya hunga," Usman ne dheetai se jawab diya.
Saima ne himmat jama ki aur baat ko modne ke liye kaha, "Hamza, tum apni padhayi par dhyan do, bhai ki jasusi chhoro. Aaj tumhara test tha na?"
Hamza ne kaandha uchkaya aur nashta khatam karke nikal gaya. Lekin Naseem ki nazrein ab bhi Saima ke chehre par jami thin. Woh maa thi, woh apni beti ke chehre ki shikan aur uski aankhon mein chhupi 'thakan' ko pehchan rahi thi.
Dopahar ka Manzar:
Usman ghar se bahar tha, lekin Saima kitchen mein kaam karte hue musalsal darr rahi thi. Naseem achanak kitchen mein dakhil hui aur Saima ke bilkul peeche khadi ho gayi.
"Saima, kal raat tu mere kamre mein aayi thi?" Naseem ne dheere se poocha.
Saima ka dil dhak se reh gaya. "N-nahi Ammi, kyun?"
"Mujhe raat ko kisi ke chalne ki aur sargoshiyon ki awaz aa rahi thi. Mujhe laga shayad teri tabiyat kharab hai," Naseem ne Saima ki gardan ke paas bikhre balon ko hatate hue kaha. "Yeh nishaan kaisa hai, Saima?"
Saima ne jaldi se dupatta upar kar liya. "Woh... woh machhar ne kaat liya tha Ammi, maine khujli kar di toh nishaan pad gaya."
Naseem ne kuch nahi kaha, bas ek gehri saans li aur wahan se chali gayi. Saima ko laga jaise woh pakdi gayi hai.
Raat ka Manzar (The Risk Takes Over):
Raat ko Usman wapas aaya toh Saima ne usey rokhne ki koshish ki. "Usman, aaj mat aana. Ammi ko shak ho gaya hai. Unhone mera nishaan dekh liya."
Usman ne Saima ko deewar se laga diya. Uska hont Saima ke kaan ke paas laye. "Toh kya hua? Jitna khatra badhta hai, maza utna hi zyada aata hai. Ammi so chuki hain, aur Abbu toh waise bhi gehri neend sote hain."
Usman ne Saima ka hath pakad kar apne pajama ke upar uske sakht hote hue auzaar par rakh diya. Saima ne pehle hath hatane ki koshish ki, lekin uski sakhti mehsoos karte hi woh pighal gayi.
"Tum nahi manoge na?" Saima ne saans phoolte hue poocha.
"Bilkul nahi," Usman ne uski shirt ke upar se hi uske mummon ko zor se masla.


"Aaj toh main tumhe chath par le jaunga... wahan khule aasman ke neeche."
Saima darr rahi thi, lekin uske jism ki aag us par haavi ho rahi thi. Dono dabe paon chath par gaye. Chath par ek purani charpai bichi thi. Usman ne Saima ko us par litaya aur uski salwar ek jhatke mein ghutno tak utaar di.
"Usman... koi dekh lega!" Saima ne sargoshi mein chillaya.
"Lahore so raha hai, Saima... tum bas iska maza lo," Usman ne apna lund nikal kar Saima ke honto par ragda.


Saima ne bina kahe usey munh mein le liya aur zor zor se choosne lagi.


Usman ne Saima ko ghutno ke bal kiya aur peechay se uski phudi mein apna lund ek hi jhatke mein utaar diya. "Aaaahhh! Usman... haramzade... phat jayegi meri!" Saima ne charpai ki baani (ropes) ko zor se pakad liya.


Usman ne uski kamar pakdi aur janwaron ki tarah dhakke marne laga. Khule aasman ke neeche, thandi hawa mein, dono ke jismon ki garmahat aur 'thap-thap' ki awaz faza mein goonj rahi thi.


Lekin unhe yeh nahi pata tha ke neeche se koi chhat ki taraf aane wali seedhiyon par khada unki har harkat aur har gandi gaali sun raha tha.
Cliffhanger:
Seedhiyon par Naseem khadi thi, uske hath mein pani ka glass tha jo uske hath se toot kar girne hi wala tha. Usne apni beti ko apne hi bete ke neeche kuttiya ki tarah tadapte dekh liya tha.

Gaand faaru update
Usman aur saima ki lag gaiii

 

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**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 7: Dehleez ki Maryada aur Gunah ki Lapait​

Lahore ki thandi raat ab sargoshiyon se bhar chuki thi. Chatt par bichi us purani charpai par Usman aur Saima ek doosre ke wajood mein khoye hue thay. Saima, jo 31 saal ki shadishuda aurat thi, jiska shohar Karachi gaya hua tha, aaj apne hi sage bhai ke hathon mein mom ki tarah pighal rahi thi. Usman, jo 29 saal ka jawan mard tha aur apne baap Rashid sahib ke saath property ka karobar sambhal raha tha, aaj apni hi bahen ki izzat se khelne mein ek ajeeb si fateh mehsoos kar raha ko tha.

"Usman... ruk jao... koi aa jayega," Saima ne haanpte hue kaha, lekin uske haath Usman ki chauri peeth par kaste ja rahe thay.

"Koi nahi aayega Api. Sab so rahe hain," Usman ne uske kaan ke paas sargoshi ki aur uski gardan par ek gehra nishaan chhor diya. "Tumhara shohar toh wahan business deal kar raha hoga, aur yahan... yahan tum mere saath asli deal kar rahi ho."

Lekin unhe nahi maloom tha ke seedhiyon ke andhere mein Naseem khadi thi. Usne pani peene ke liye rasoi ka rukh kiya tha, magar upar se aati 'thap-thap' aur Saima ki siskiyon ne usey thithakne par majboor kar diya. Jab Naseem ne chori-chupe upar dekha, toh uske paaon tale zameen nikal gayi. Uski badi beti, jo khud ek ghar ki izzat thi, apne hi bhai ke niche be-libas thi.

Naseem ka dam ghutne laga. Woh dabe paaon wapas neeche utri aur apne kamre mein ja kar rone lagi. Rashid sahib sukoon se so rahe thay. Naseem ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ke woh kya kare. Agar woh shor machati, toh Rashid sahib ki ghairat aur unka property business ka naam mitti mein mil jata.

Agli Subah: Ek Khamosh Toofan

Suraj ki roshni Lahore ki galiyon mein phail chuki thi. Rashid sahib taiyar ho kar nashte ki mez par baithe thay. Ayesha, jo apne MBA ke final exams ki tayaari mein masroof thi, files palat rahi thi. Hira, jo hamesha ki tarah sharmili aur khamosh thi, B.Com ki kitabein liye baithi thi. Hamza, jo NEET ki coaching se thaka hara aya tha, nashte ka intezar kar raha tha.

Usman aur Saima mez par aaye, dono ki aankhen thakan se bhari thin magar chehre par ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.

"Saima beti, tumhare shohar ka phone aaya tha?" Rashid sahib ne akhbar se nazrein hata kar poocha.

Saima ne chai ka piyala pakde hue thartharate hathon se jawab diya, "Ji Abbu... kal raat baat hui thi. Shayad agle hafte tak wapas aa jayen."

Naseem ne kitchen se nikalte hue Saima aur Usman par ek gehri, nafrat bhari nazar dali. "Saima, nashta karke mere kamre mein aao. Mujhe tumse kuch zaroori baat karni hai."

Usman ne mausam ka mizaaj pehchan liya. Usne mehsoos kiya ke Ammi ka lehja badal chuka hai.

Dopahar ka Manzar: Confrontation

Jab sab log apne apne kaamo mein masroof ho gaye—Rashid sahib aur Usman property ke office chale gaye, Ayesha library chali gayi aur Hira apne kamre mein padhne lagi—tab Naseem ne Saima ko apne kamre mein bulaya aur darwaza andar se band kar liya.

"Saima... tum ek shadishuda aurat ho. Ek ghar ki izzat ho," Naseem ki awaz kaanp rahi thi.

Saima ne nazrein churayin. "Ammi, aap kya keh rahi hain?"

Naseem ne aage badh kar Saima ka dupatta uski gardan se hataya. Kal raat ke nishaan saaf chamak rahe thay. "Yeh kya hai? Kya yeh tumhare shohar ne diye hain jo Karachi mein hai? Ya us bhai ne... jise maine badi mehnat se pala tha?"

Saima ke ghutne tik gaye. Woh rone lagi. "Ammi... mujhse galti ho gayi. Usman ne... usne mujhe majboor kiya."

"Jhoot mat bolo!" Naseem ne chilla kar kaha, lekin awaz dabai hui thi. "Maine tum dono ko chath par dekha hai. Tum majboor nahi thin, tum uske saath shamil thin. Tumhe sharam nahi aayi? Apne miyan ka ghar chhor kar yahan maike mein yeh gul khila rahi ho?"

Saima ne Naseem ke pair pakad liye. "Ammi, please Abbu ko mat batana. Woh mar jayenge. Main wapas chali jaungi, main ab kabhi Usman ke qareeb nahi jaungi."

Tabhi darwaza khula. Usman dakhil hua. Woh office se jaldi wapas aa gaya tha kyunki usey khatre ka ehsas tha.

"Ammi, gussa karne se masla hal nahi hoga," Usman ne bade dheet-pan se kaha.

"Tu... tu kaise bol raha hai? Tu ne apni bahen ki izzat ujaari hai!" Naseem ne Usman ki taraf badhte hue kaha.

Usman ne Naseem ka hath pakad liya. "Ammi, dekhiye. Saima Api ka shohar mahino bahar rehta hai. Unhe bhi zaroorat hai. Aur main... main bahar kisi raand ke paas jane se behtar hai ke ghar mein hi rahoon. Aap ko toh khush hona chahiye ke hum dono khush hain."

Naseem yeh sun kar sunn reh gayi. Uska beta itna gir gaya tha ke gunah ko logic de raha tha. "Main... main tum dono ko is ghar se nikalwa dungi."

"Nahi Ammi, aap aisa nahi karengi," Usman ne muskura kar kaha. "Kyunki agar aap ne aisa kiya, toh Lahore mein Abbu ki property ka kaam thap ho jayega. Logo ko pata chalega toh koi unke saath deal nahi karega. Aap hamari khamoshi khareediye, aur hum aap ki."

Raat ka Manzar: Gunah ki Nayi Inteha

Naseem ne pure din khud ko kamre mein band rakha. Uski mamta aur ghairat ke beech jung chal rahi thi. Udhar, Saima apne kamre mein darr rahi thi, lekin uske jism mein Usman ke dhakkon ki thap-thap ab bhi goonj rahi thi.

Raat ke do baje, jab pura ghar so gaya, Usman phir se Saima ke kamre mein dakhil hua. Is baar usne darwaza band bhi nahi kiya, balki khula chhoda—jaise woh apni maa ko challenge kar raha ho.

"Usman, chale jao... Ammi ne dekh liya hai," Saima ne sargoshi ki.

"Ammi ne dekh liya hai, isliye ab darrne ki zaroorat nahi," Usman ne Saima ki nighty ka ek strap niche girate hue kaha. Usne Saima ko bed par dhakka diya. "Aaj toh main tumhe bataunga ke ek shadishuda aurat ko kaise asli maza diya jata hai."

Usman ne Saima ki tangon ko apne kandhon par rakha. Usne Saima ki rano ke beech apni ungliyan pherin aur dekha ke woh pehle hi geeli ho chuki thi. "Dekha... tumhara jism khud mujhe pukar raha hai."

Usman ne apna garam aur sakht auzaar Saima ki phudi ke munh par rakha aur ek hi zor-daar jhatke mein pura andar utaar diya.

"Aaaaaahhh... Usman!" Saima ne cheekhne ki koshish ki magar Usman ne apna hath uske munh par rakh diya.

"Chup kar raand... agar koi jaag gaya toh maza kirkira ho jayega," Usman ne gandi gaali di aur apni kamar chalane laga. Har dhakka itna gehra tha ke Saima ki aankhen oopar chadh gayin. Saima ka jism paseene se sharabor tha, woh apne bhai ke niche ek kuttiya ki tarah tadap rahi thi.

Dono is qadar gunah mein doobe thay ke unhe ehsas hi nahi hua ke Naseem darwaze ke bahar khadi thi. Lekin is baar Naseem ro nahi rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha. Usne apne bacho ko is haalat mein dekha, aur phir dheere se apne hi badan par hath phera.

Cliffhanger:
Agli subah, Rashid sahib ne nashte par kaha, "Usman, beta, agle hafte tumhe aur Saima ko Hyderabad jana hai ek nayi property ki registry ke liye. Saima, tumhara shohar bhi wahan aa jayega."

Saima aur Usman ne ek doosre ko dekha. Kya Hyderabad ka yeh safar unke gunah ko aur badhayega? Aur Naseem jo ab khamosh ho gayi thi, woh kya soch rahi thi?

Log sath aate gaye aur kafila banta gya
Superb

 

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**Ghar Ki Aag**

Episode 8: Hyderabad Ka Safar aur Naye Irade​

Nashte ki mez par Rashid Ahmed ki baaton ne sannaata phaila diya tha. "Hyderabad" ka naam sunte hi Saima ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Ek taraf apne shohar Bilal se milne ka dar aur dusri taraf Usman ke saath is safar ki tanhayi ka nasha.

"Ji Abbu, main taiyar hoon," Usman ne chai ka aakhri sip lete hue Saima ki taraf ek gehri nazar daali, "Saima Api ko bhi thoda change mil jayega, ghar mein reh kar bore ho gayi hain."

Naseem, jo ab tak khamosh thi, ne achanak apna sar uthaya. Usne dekha ke kaise Usman ki baaton mein ek maalikana haq tha. "Rashid sahib, kya mera jana zaroori nahi? Saima akeli do mardon ke beech... mera matlab hai, Bilal toh wahan registry ke waqt hi aayega na?"

Rashid ne muskura kar kaha, "Naseem, tum ghar sambhalo. Hamza ke exams hain aur Ayesha-Hira ko bhi tumhari zaroorat hai. Usman hai na apni bahen ke saath, tum fikar kyun karti ho?"

Naseem ne Saima ki taraf dekha, jisne sharam aur darr se nazrein jhuka li thin. Naseem ke zehen mein ab bhi woh manzar ghoom raha tha jab usne apne hi bachon ko gunah ki hadd paar karte dekha tha. Magar ab uski nafrat mein ek ajeeb si 'curiosity' (tajassus) shamil ho rahi thi.

Safar ki Taiyari (Dopahar 3:00 PM):​

Saima upar apne kamre mein packing kar rahi thi. Garmi ki wajah se usne ek bareek lawn ka suit pehna tha, jisme se uske bhare hue jism ki banawat saaf jhalak rahi thi. Tabhi darwaza band hone ki awaaz aayi.

Usman andar tha. Usne aate hi Saima ko peeche se baahon mein bhar liya. Uske haath Saima ke naram pet par kase hue thay.

"Chhodo Usman... koi aa jayega. Ammi ka darr nahi tumhe?" Saima ne thoda peeche hatne ki koshish ki, magar uske jism ne Usman ki garmahat ko qabool kar liya tha.

"Ammi ab nahi aayengi. Woh jaan chuki hain ke unka beta ab bada ho gaya hai," Usman ne Saima ke kaan ki lau ko daanton se halka sa dabaya. "Hyderabad mein Bilal ke aane se pehle hamare paas do raatein hain. Socho... ek naya shehar, ek naya hotel, aur koi rokne-tokne wala nahi."

Saima ne palat kar Usman ki aankhon mein dekha. "Tum bohot badal gaye ho Usman. Pehle mere bhai thay, ab mere... mere kya ho?"

Usman ne Saima ko bistar par gira diya aur uske upar jhuk gaya. "Main tumhara woh nasha hoon jo tum utaar nahi sakti. Tumhe Bilal ke paas jane se pehle itna tadhpaunga ke tum uska lams bhool jaogi."

Hamza ki Bechaini:​

Neeche hall mein Hamza baitha tha. Usne pichle kuch dinon se ghar ka mahaul badla hua mehsoos kiya tha. Usman bhai ka Saima Api ke kamre mein baar-baar jana, Ammi ka khamosh rehna, aur Saima Api ke chehre ki woh ajeeb si laali. Hamza jawan ho raha tha, uske jism mein bhi naye rang utar rahe thay. Usne aksar raat ko tanhayi mein Saima Api ke baare mein socha tha, magar unhe kisi aur ke saath—woh bhi apne bhai ke saath—dekhne ka khayal usey bechain kar raha tha.

Usne dabe paaon upar ka rukh kiya. Saima Api ke kamre ka darwaza adha khula tha.

Andar ka manzar dekh kar Hamza ki saans atak gayi. Usman bhai ne Saima Api ki kameez upar utha rakhi thi aur unke gore, bhare hue mammon ko behremi se masal rahe thay. Saima Api ke munh se dabi dabi siskariyan nikal rahi thin.

"Aaah... Usman... maari gayi... itna zor se mat dabao," Saima sargoshi kar rahi thi.

Hamza ne dekha ke kaise uske bade bhai ka haath uski bahen ke jism par raaj kar raha tha. Uske apne pajama mein bhi halchal shuru ho gayi thi. Gusse aur jalan ke bajaye, uske andar ek ajeeb si hawas jaag rahi thi. Woh wahan se bhaga nahi, balki darwaze ki jhirri se dekhta raha.

Naseem ka Naya Roop:​

Kitchen mein Naseem akele kaam kar rahi thi. Usne mehsoos kiya ke ghar ki deewaron se ab sharifana awaazein nahi, balki hawas ki garmahat nikal rahi hai. Usne apne jism ko dekha—52 saal ki umar mein bhi woh kisi jawan ladki se kam nahi thi. Rashid sahib toh kab ke thak chuke thay, magar uske andar ki aurat ab bhi pyasi thi.

Usne socha, "Agar mere bache is aag mein jal sakte hain, toh main kyun raakh ban rahi hoon?"

Raat ke 11:30 PM (Safar se Ek Raat Pehle):​

Saima apne kamre mein leti thi jab darwaza khula. Magar is baar Usman nahi tha.

Ammi (Naseem) andar aayi thin. Unke haath mein ek glass doodh tha. Saima ghabra kar baith gayi.

"Ammi... aap?"

Naseem ne doodh ka glass rakha aur Saima ke paas baith gayi. Usne Saima ke baalon ko sehlaaya. "Darr mat. Main tujhe danta nahi aayi. Main bas dekhne aayi hoon ke meri beti itni jawan kab ho gayi ke apne bhai ko bhi pagal kar diya."

Saima ki aankhen phat gayin. "Ammi... aap kya keh rahi hain?"

Naseem ne Saima ki aankhon mein dekha, uski nazron mein ab gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb si saazish thi. "Hyderabad ja rahi ho na? Usman ke saath. Dekho Saima, jo tum kar rahi ho woh gunah hai... magar gunah mein maza bohot hai. Bas yaad rakhna, agar ghar ki aag bahar nikli toh sab raakh ho jayega. Isliye... jo bhi karna, dhang se karna."

Naseem ne Saima ke gale ke nishaan ko apni ungli se chhua aur dheere se muskura di. "Kal se main bhi kuch naya shuru karungi. Hamza bada ho gaya hai, usey bhi toh kuch sikhana chahiye na?"

Saima sunn reh gayi. Kya uski maa bhi is hawas ki bhatti mein koodne wali thi?

Episode 8 khatam.​

Cliffhanger: Hyderabad ki train kal subah hai. Usman ne Saima ke liye ek 'special' tohfa kharida hai jo usey hotel mein pehnana hai. Hamza ne jo dekha, woh ab uske dimaag se nahi nikal raha. Aur Naseem ka Hamza ki taraf badhta hua jhukao... kya yeh ghar ab ek kotha banne wala hai?

Lagta to hai saima api ab ammi ke sath fufi bhi
Aur
Usman bhai mamu ke sath abbu jaan ban hi jayenge is safar ki wapasi ke baad

 

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**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 9: Alvida Lahore aur Band Cabin Ka Nasha​

Subah 5:45 AM - Lahore Railway Station:
Station ki bheed-bhaad aur coolieyon ka shor-o-gul tha, lekin Usman aur Saima ke darmiyan ek gehri khamoshi thi. Rashid sahib unhe chhodne aaye thay. Naseem ne ruksati ke waqt Saima ke sar par haath rakha, magar uski ungliyan Saima ke kaan ke peeche us jagah ko sehla gayi jahan Usman ke hontho ke nishaan ab bhi taaza thay.
"Apna khayal rakhna Saima... aur Usman, apni bahen ki har 'zaroorat' ka dhyan rakhna," Naseem ne sargoshi ki, jiska matlab sirf woh dono samajh sakte thay.
Train ne seeti bajayi. Usman aur Saima AC Business Class ke cabin mein dakhil hue. Cabin chhota tha, do aamne-saamne ki berth aur ek darwaza jo andar se lock ho sakta tha. Jaise hi train ne raftaar pakdi, Usman ne uth kar darwaza band kiya aur uski kundi (lock) chadhadi.
Saima khidki ke paas baithi bahar guzarte pedon ko dekh rahi thi. Uska dil darr aur mazzay ke beech jhool raha tha.
"Saima Api... ab hum akele hain," Usman ne uske barabar mein baithte hue kaha. Cabin ki thandi AC hawa mein Saima ke jism par roengte khade ho rahe thay.
Usman ne apna haath Saima ki rano (thighs) par rakha. Saima ne ek jhalak darwaze ki taraf dekhi. "Usman... koi dekh lega, waiter aa sakta hai."
"Maine bahar 'Do Not Disturb' ka board laga diya hai. Agle 6 ghante tak koi nahi aayega," Usman ne Saima ka dupatta uske kandhe se niche gira diya. Saima ne aaj ek gehre neele rang ka suit pehna tha, jiski fitne uske bhare hue jism ko mazeed ubhaar rahi thi.
Usman ne Saima ko peeche khidki se laga diya aur uski gardan par apne garam honth rakh diye. Saima ne aankhen band kar li. Train ki harqat (vibration) uske jism mein ek ajeeb si thartharahat paida kar rahi thi.
"Tumhe pata hai, train mein karne ka maza hi alag hai," Usman ne sargoshi ki aur Saima ki kameez ke niche haath daal kar uske naram pet ko masalne laga.

Ghar Ka Manzar (Lahore/Model Town Connection):
Udhar ghar mein, Rashid sahib office ja chuke thay. Ayesha aur Hira college nikal gayi thin. Ghar mein sirf Naseem aur Hamza reh gaye thay.
Hamza apne kamre mein kitabein khol kar baitha tha, magar uska dhyan kal raat ke un manzaron mein atka tha jo usne darwaze ki jhirri se dekhe thay. Saima Api ka woh nanga badan aur Usman bhai ke haath... uske dimaag mein dhamake ho rahe thay.
"Hamza... beta, nashta nahi kiya tumne?"
Naseem kamre mein dakhil hui. Aaj usne thoda halka aur bareek dupatta liya tha. Woh Hamza ke paas baith gayi, itni paas ke Hamza ko uski khushbu saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"Ji Ammi... bas padh raha tha," Hamza ne nazrein jhuka li. Uska lund uske pajama mein tana hua tha, aur usey darr tha ke Ammi dekh na lein.
Naseem ne dekha ke Hamza bechain hai. Usne dheere se Hamza ke baal sanware. "Tum bohot thake hue lag rahe ho. Kya raat ko neend nahi aayi? Ya kuch dekh liya tha jisne neend uda di?"
Hamza ka dil dhak se reh gaya. "N-nahi Ammi... aisa kuch nahi."
Naseem ne muskura kar Hamza ka chehra upar uthaya. "Mujhse kya chhupana? Main tumhari maa hoon. Main jaanti hoon ke is ghar mein kya ho raha hai. Aur main yeh bhi jaanti hoon ke mera chhota beta ab bada ho gaya hai."
Naseem ne uthte waqt amadan(deliberately) apna dupatta Hamza ke kandhe se ragda aur uske paas ruk kar sargoshi ki,


"Dopahar ko mere kamre mein aana... mujhe apni peeth par thoda tel (oil) malwana hai, bohot dard hai."
Hamza sunn reh gaya. Ammi ki aankhon mein wohi chamak thi jo usne kal raat Usman bhai ki aankhon mein dekhi thi.

Train Ka Cabin (The Heat Rises):
Train ab poori raftaar se daud rahi thi. Cabin ke andar ki garmahat bahar ki garmi ko maat de rahi thi. Usman ne Saima ki kameez utaar kar fenk di thi. Saima sirf apni kaali bra aur salwar mein thi.
Usman ne Saima ko seat par lita diya. Train ke jhatkon ke saath Saima ke mamme oopar-neeche ho rahe thay. Usman ne unhe apne hathon mein bhara aur behremi se masalne laga.
"Aah... Usman... dheere... train ki awaaz bahar jati hai," Saima ne karahate hue kaha.
"Jane do... sab samjhenge ke koi thaka hua musafir so raha hai," Usman ne Saima ki salwar ka naara (string) dheere se khola aur usey neeche khiskana shuru kiya.
Saima ka nanga badan ab train ki thandi AC mein paseene se chamak raha tha. Usman ne uski dono tangon ko phelaaya aur uske beech ki geeli jagah ko apni zabaan se chhuwa.
"Oooohhh... Maaaa!" Saima ne apne daant bheench liye aur seat ke koshish ko zor se pakad liya. Train ki raftaar aur Usman ki zabaan ka nasha usey kisi aur duniya mein le ja raha tha.


Usman ne apna lund nikaala—woh lohe ki tarah sakht aur garam tha. Usne Saima ke honthon par ek gehra chumban diya aur phir ek zor-daar dhakke ke saath uske andar dakhil ho gaya.
"Aaaaaahhh... haaye... Usman... mera dum nikal jayega!" Saima ne train ke shor mein apni cheekh daba di.




Har baar jab train patri badalti, Usman ka dhakka aur gehra ho jata. Saima ne apni tangein Usman ki kamar ke gird kas li thin. Woh dono is waqt bhai-bahen nahi thay, balki do aise jism thay jo har rishte ki maryada ko pamaal kar chuke thay.
Haraam Darkhwasth (The Forbidden Request):
Ghar mein sannaata tha. Hamza ne dabe paon Naseem ke kamre ka rukh kiya. Darwaza halka sa khula tha.
Naseem bistar par ulti leti thi. Usne apni qameez peeche se oopar kar rakhi thi, uski gori aur chikni peeth Hamza ki nazron ke samne thi. Usne sirf ek patli si bra pehni thi jiska hook peeche se saaf dikh raha tha.
"Aa gaye Hamza? Tel wahan table par rakha hai... thoda mal do," Naseem ne bina mudhe kaha.


Hamza ke haath kaanp rahe thay. Usne tel liya aur Naseem ki nangi peeth par daala. Jaise hi usne malish shuru ki, Naseem ke munh se ek halki si siski nikli.
"Hmm... waise hi... thoda neeche... kamar ke paas..."


Hamza ka haath dheere-dheere neeche ki taraf ja raha tha, jahan Naseem ki salwar shuru ho rahi thi. Usne mehsoos kiya ke uski maa ka jism bhi garam ho raha tha.
Naseem ne palat kar Hamza ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb sa nasha tha. "Hamza... kya tumne kabhi kisi aurat ko aise nanga dekha hai?"
Hamza ki zabaan gung ho gayi. Naseem ne uska haath pakda aur dheere se apni bra ke hook ki taraf le gayi. "Isey khol do... mujhe saans lene mein takleef ho rahi hai."

Episode 9 khatam.

Cliffhanger: Train mein Usman aur Saima apne junoon ki akhri haddon ko chhoo rahe hain. Udhar ghar mein Hamza aur Naseem ke beech ek naya aur khatarnak silsila shuru hone wala hai. Kya Hamza apni maa ki bra ka hook khol payega? Aur Hyderabad pahunch kar Bilal ke saamne Saima kaise behave karegi?

Lage gi aag to ghar
Aayege kai zad me

 

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**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 10: Dehleez ki Tapish aur Train ka Garam Safar

Lahore se Hyderabad tak ki patriyon par loha lohe se takra raha tha, aur idhar ghar ke band kamron mein jazbaat ki garmi har hadd todne ko taiyar thi.

Ghar Ka Manzar (Dopahar 3:45 PM - 5:00 PM):
Hamza ki ungliyan tharthara rahi thin. Uske samne uski apni maa, Naseem, ulti leti hui thi. Usne bra ka hook pakda—woh thanda loha Hamza ki garam ungliyon se takraya. Naseem ne ek gehri saans li, jisse uski peeth mazeed ubhar aayi.
"Tik".
Hook khul gaya. Naseem ne apne haathon se bra ko aage se tham liya.
Hamza ki ungliyan Naseem ki nangi peeth par tel mal rahi thin.


Bra ka hook khulne ke baad faza mein ek ajeeb si bhari-pan aa gayi thi. Hamza ka dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ke usey laga shayad Naseem ko sunayi de raha ho.
Naseem ne takiye mein moonh chhupaye rakha tha, magar uski saansein ab dabi-dabi siskariyon mein badal rahi thin. Hamza ka haath thoda aur neeche gaya, jahan salwar ki elastic shuru hoti thi.


"Ammi... aapki kamar mein bohot zyada dard hai kya?" Hamza ne ghabrahat mein poocha, magar uski ungliyan ruk nahi rahi thin.
Naseem ne dheere se karwat li. Bra ab bhi uske jism par dhili padi thi. Usne Hamza ki aankhon mein dekha—un aankhon mein hairat bhi thi aur ek anjaani pyaas bhi.
"Dard sirf kamar mein nahi hota Hamza... kuch dard aise hote hain jo sirf lams (touch) se thik hote hain," Naseem ne sargoshi ki. Usne Hamza ka haath pakda aur usey dheere se apne pet ki taraf le gayi.
Hamza sunn reh gaya. Woh apni maa ke itne qareeb kabhi nahi aaya tha. Magar isse pehle ke woh agla qadam uthata, neeche main-gate ke khulne ki awaaz aayi. Khat-khat.
Hamza jhat se peeche hata. Naseem ne tezi se apni bra sahi ki aur qameez neeche kar li. Dono ke chehre paseene se sharabor thay.
"Ayesha aur Hira aa gayi hain shayad," Naseem ne haanpte hue kaha. Usne jaldi se apne baal sanware. "Hamza, jaldi apne kamre mein jao. Tel ki botal le jao."
Hamza bina kuch kahe, thartharate pairon se bahar nikla aur apne kamre mein ghus gaya. Uska lund abhi bhi tana hua tha, aur uske dimaag mein Ammi ki woh nangi peeth aur unka garam lams ghar kar gaya tha. Woh bistar par let gaya, magar uski saans ab bhi ukhdi hui thi. Yeh sirf shuruat thi, Naseem ne usey 'qaayal' nahi kiya tha, balki ek aisi raah dikha di thi jahan se wapsi namumkin thi.
Train Ka Cabin (Sham 4:00 PM - 6:30 PM):
Train Lahore se kaafi door nikal chuki thi. Cabin ke andar Usman aur Saima ek doosre ke jismon mein doobe hue thay. Pehle dhakke ke baad Saima ka darr khatam ho gaya tha aur uski jagah hawas ne le li thi.
Train ki harqat (vibration) unke jismon ko ek ajeeb si rhythm de rahi thi.


Usman ne Saima ki dono tangein apne kandhon par rakh li thin.


"Usman... aah... thoda dheere... koi sun lega," Saima ne siskari li.
"Koi nahi sunega Api... train ka shor sab daba dega," Usman ne ek aur gehra dhakka mara.


Saima ne apne daant Usman ke kandhe par gaar diye taake cheekh na nikal jaye.


Taqreeban aadhe ghante ke is junoon ke baad, dono paseene mein bheege hue ek doosre se lipat gaye. Saima ka sar Usman ke seene par tha.
"Ab kya hoga Usman? Hyderabad pahunch kar... Bilal ke saamne main kaise rahungi?" Saima ne gham-zada awaaz mein poocha.
Usman ne uske baal sanware. "Tumhe kuch nahi karna. Bas normal rehna. Bilal ke saath tumhara rishta sirf dikhawa hai, asli nasha toh yahan hai."
Dono ne jaldi-jaldi apne kapde sahi kiye. Saima ne dupatta sar par liya aur bikhra hua surma theek kiya. 6:30 PM tak train Hyderabad station par lag rahi thi. Jab Bilal station par dikha, toh Saima ka dil baith gaya. Woh Bilal ke gale toh lagi, magar usey aisa laga jaise woh kisi ajnabi ko chhu rahi ho.
Ghar Ka Raat Ka Manzar (10:00 PM - 12:30 AM):
Ghar mein raat ka khana ho chuka tha. Rashid sahib, Ayesha aur Hira apne-apne kamron mein ja chuke thay. Hamza apne kamre mein baitha kitabein khol kar baitha tha, magar dhyan baar-baar dopahar wale manzar par ja raha tha.
Raat ke 12:15 baj rahe thay jab uske darwaze par halki si dastak hui.
Naseem andar dakhil hui. Usne ek gehri neeli nighty pehni thi, jis par ek patla sa shawl tha.
"Hamza... soye nahi?" Naseem ne dabe paon andar aate hue poocha.
"Nahi Ammi... neend nahi aa rahi," Hamza uth kar baith gaya.
Naseem uske paas bistar par baith gayi. Ghar mein poora sannaata tha, sirf purane pankhe ki sarsarahat goonj rahi thi.
"Dopahar ko... baat adhoori reh gayi thi," Naseem ne Hamza ka haath thama. "Tumhare Abbu so chuke hain. Ayesha aur Hira bhi gehri neend mein hain."
Naseem ne apna shawl kandhe se niche gira diya. Hamza ne dekha ke Naseem ne andar bra nahi pehni thi, nighty ke bareek kapde se uske bhare hue jism ki banawat saaf jhalak rahi thi.
"Ammi... yeh galat hai na?" Hamza ne sargoshi ki, magar usne Naseem ka haath nahi chhoda.
"Galat aur sahi ki dehleez hum dopahar ko hi paar kar chuke thay Hamza," Naseem ne Hamza ka haath apne seene par rakha.


"Ab bas yeh dekho ke tumhari maa kitni akeli hai."
Naseem ne dheere se apna sar Hamza ke kandhe par rakh diya. Hamza ne mehsoos kiya ke uski maa ka jism tap raha tha. Usne dheere se Naseem ki kamar mein haath dala. Yeh koi jald-baazi nahi thi, balki ghanton ki bechaini ka nateeja tha.
Hyderabad - Hotel Pearl City (Raat 1:00 AM):
Saima aur Bilal apne hotel ke kamre mein thay. Bilal gehri neend mein tha, magar Saima ki aankhen chhat ko tak rahi thin. Uska jism ab bhi Usman ke lams ki garmi mehsoos kar raha tha.
Usne dabe paon uth kar balcony ka darwaza khola. Thandi hawa uske jism se takrayi. Tabhi bagal wali balcony se ek awaaz aayi.
"Api... neend nahi aa rahi?"
Usman wahan khada cigarette pee raha tha. Dono balcony ke beech sirf ek patli si diwar thi.
"Bilal so gaya?" Usman ne dhuein ka kash lete hue poocha.
"Ji... so gaye hain," Saima ne sargoshi ki.
Usman ne apna haath badhaya aur Saima ka haath pakad liya. "Kal registry hai, lekin aaj raat... abhi bohot baaqi hai. Darwaza khula hai, Saima."
Saima ne peeche mud kar Bilal ko dekha, aur phir Usman ki aankhon mein dekha. Gunah ki aag ab Hyderabad ki thandi raat mein bhadhakne ko taiyar thi.

Episode 10 khatam.

Cliffhanger: Ghar mein Hamza aur Naseem ek doosre ki baahon mein hain, darwaza band hai aur sannaata gehra. Udhar Hyderabad mein Saima ek faisla lene wali hai—kya woh apne sote hue shohar ko chhod kar apne bhai ke kamre mein jayegi?
Kya Naseem Hamza ko poori tarah apne jaal mein fansa payegi, ya Hamza darr kar peeche hat jayega?

Lekin chup _२ ke chudne me chudie maza double ho jayega

 

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Wow a

**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 11: Ehsaas-e-Jurm aur Adhoori Raat
Ghar Ka Manzar (Raat 12:45 AM):
Hamza ka haath Naseem ke seene par tha. Nighty ke bareek kapde ke niche Naseem ki dhadkan itni tez thi jaise koi parinda pinjre mein phad-phada raha ho. Hamza ne dekha ke Naseem ki aankhen band thin, magar unki palakoin par nami thi.
"Ammi... aap ro rahi hain?" Hamza ne sargoshi ki, uska apna gala khushk ho raha tha.
Naseem ne jhatke se apni aankhen kholi. Usne Hamza ka haath thama, magar is baar usey dabaya nahi, balki dheere se apne jism se hata diya. Woh bistar par thoda peeche hat kar baith gayi. Uska shawl farsh par gira hua tha, magar ab usey apne nange-pan se zyada apne rishte ka darr sata raha tha.
"Hamza... main... main kya kar rahi hoon?" Naseem ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi. "Main tumhari maa hoon. Maine tumhe god mein khilaya hai. Aaj nahi toh kal agar tumhare Abbu jaan gaye... toh main unhe kya munh dikhaungi?"
Hamza ne dekha ke Naseem ka chehra darr aur sharam se sufaid ho gaya tha. Woh khud bhi ek ajeeb kashmakash mein tha. Ek taraf woh jawan jism ki bhook thi jo dopahar se uske andar aag laga rahi thi, aur doosri taraf maa ka woh mohtaram (respectable) chehra jo usey har bar tok raha tha.
"Ammi, aap hi toh keh rahi thin ke hum dehleez paar kar chuke hain..." Hamza ne thoda aage badhne ki koshish ki.
"Keh rahi thi... magar dil nahi maan raha Hamza," Naseem ne apne chehre ko hathon mein chhupa liya. "Mujhe lag raha hai jaise ghar ki deewaron se Saima aur Usman mujhe dekh kar hans rahe hain. Jaise har kona mujhe bad-dua de raha hai."
Hamza ne Naseem ke kandhe par haath rakha. Usne mehsoos kiya ke Naseem ka jism buri tarah kaanp raha tha.


Woh jinsi taor par mayal toh ho gayi thi, magar poori tarah muthmayin (satisfied) nahi thi. Uske andar ki maa uske andar ki aurat se jung kar rahi thi.
"Thik hai Ammi... agar aapko lagta hai ke yeh galat hai, toh main majboor nahi karunga," Hamza ne bhari dil se kaha aur bistar se uthne laga.
Naseem ne foran Hamza ka pallu pakad liya. "Nahi... jao mat. Akeli hoon toh darr lagta hai. Bas... bas thodi der mere paas baitho. Kuch mat karna... bas baitho."
Hamza wapas baith gaya.


Us raat, unke darmiyan hawas toh thi, magar darr zyada gehra tha. Naseem ne Hamza ki god mein sar rakha aur kaafi der tak khamosh roti rahi.


Hamza usey sehlata raha, magar uske dimaag mein wohi sawaal tha—kya yeh aag thandi ho jayegi, ya yeh sirf ek tufaan se pehle ki khamoshi hai?

Hyderabad - Hotel Pearl City (Raat 1:30 AM):
Balcony ki thandi hawa Saima ke chehre se takra rahi thi. Usman ne uska haath pakda hua tha. Saima ne mud kar apne sote hue shohar, Bilal, ko dekha. Bilal be-khabar so raha tha, shayad safar ki thakan ki wajah se.
Saima ne dheere se apna haath chhuda liya. "Usman... main nahi aa sakti. Bilal jaag gaye toh qayamat aa jayegi. Aur kal subah registry hai... humein jaldi uthna hai."
Usman ne cigarette ka aakhri kash liya aur usey neeche phenk diya. Woh diwar ke upar se jhuka aur Saima ke kaan ke paas sargoshi ki.
"Api... darr rahi ho ya sharam aa rahi hai? Train mein toh tum bohot bahadur ban rahi thin. Kya Bilal ke paas aate hi mera nasha utar gaya?"
Saima ne hont bheenchiye. "Aisa nahi hai. Magar yahan... is hotel mein... darr lagta hai."
"Thik hai," Usman ne dheet-pan se kaha. "Mat aao. Magar kal registry ke baad, main tumhe ek aisi jagah le jaunga jahan Bilal toh kya, khuda bhi humein nahi dekh payega. Tab tak... apne shohar ke saath sukoon kar lo."
Usman apne kamre ke andar chala gaya aur darwaza band kar diya. Saima wahi khadi rahi. Uska jism ab bhi Usman ki talab mein jal raha tha, magar is anjaan jagah ne uske pairon mein bediyan daal di thin. Woh wapas kamre mein aayi aur Bilal ke barabar let gayi.
Bilal ne neend mein hi Saima ko apni taraf khincha aur uske gale mein moonh chhupa liya. Saima ko Bilal ki saans bhi apne jism par bojh lag rahi thi. Usne aankhen band ki toh usey Usman ka woh sakht lams yaad aaya.

Ghar Ka Manzar (Subah 6:30 AM)
Suraj ki pehli kiran khidki se jhank rahi thi. Ghar mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, magar Hamza ke kamre ke andar ka mahaul ab bhi us bhari-pan se bhara tha jo poori raat Naseem aur Hamza ke darmiyan raha.
Naseem dabe paon Hamza ke bistar se uthi. Usne apna shawl sahi se apne jism par lapeta. Poori raat woh Hamza ke paas baithi rahi, kabhi roti rahi, kabhi uska haath pakad kar sukoon dhundti rahi. Kuch 'aisa' nahi hua tha, magar maa aur bete ke darmiyan ka woh mohtaram rishta ab ek aisi daldal mein utar chuka tha jahan se dono hi nikalna nahi chahte thay.
Naseem ne dheere se Hamza ke kamre ka darwaza khola aur corridor mein qadam rakha taake apne kamre ki taraf ja sake. Usne socha tha ke sab so rahe honge.
Magar samne se Hira aa rahi thi, haath mein pani ka glass liye. Dono ki nazrein takrayin. Hira wahi thithak gayi, uski aankhon mein hairat aur ek gehra sawal tha.
"Ammi? Aap... itni subah Hamza ke kamre se?" Hira ne dheere se poocha, magar uski awaaz mein ek thartharahat thi.
Naseem ka dil dhak se reh gaya, magar usne tajurbe se kaam liya. Usne apne chehre par thakan odh li.


"Woh... beta, Hamza ko raat ko thoda bukhar lag raha tha. Usne mujhe bulaya tha toh main usey dawai dene aur thodi der patti karne ruk gayi thi. Kab aankh lag gayi, pata hi nahi chala."
Hira ne apni maa ko sar se paon tak dekha. Naseem ki nighty ke niche se uska shawl thoda phisla hua tha aur uske baal bikhre thay. "Lekin Ammi, main raat ko do baje pani lene uthi thi... tab toh Hamza ke kamre ka darwaza andar se band tha."
Naseem ke paon tale zameen nikal gayi. Usne Hira ki aankhon mein dekha—woh seedhi saadhi Hira ab pehle jaisi nahi lag rahi thi. Usne baat sambhalne ki koshish ki. "Woh... shayad latch khud hi lag gaya hoga purana hai na. Chalo, ab tum ja kar so jao ya nashte ki taiyari karo."
Naseem tezi se apne kamre ki taraf badh gayi, magar Hira wahi khadi rahi. Usne dekha ke Hamza ke kamre ka darwaza ab bhi thoda sa khula tha. Usne jhank kar dekha, Hamza bistar par baitha tha aur uske chehre par wahi 'guilt' tha jo Naseem chhupa rahi thi.
Hira kitchen ki taraf chali gayi, magar uska dimaag ab musalsal pichle kuch dinon ki ajeeb harkaton ko jod raha tha. Saima Api ka nishaan, Usman bhai ki raaton ki gayab-bazi, aur ab Ammi ka Hamza ke kamre mein band darwaze ke peeche hona.

Hyderabad - Registry ka Din (Subah 10:00 AM)
Hyderabad ki dhoop tez thi. Bilal, Usman aur Saima registry office mein thay. Kaam khatam hone ke baad Bilal bohot khush tha.
"Chalo! Registry toh ho gayi. Ab main tum dono ko Hyderabad ki mashhoor biryani khilaunga," Bilal ne khushi se kaha.
Usman ne Saima ki taraf dekha aur phir Bilal se bola, "Bilal bhai, aap jaiye aur hotel mein hamare liye table book kariye. Mujhe Saima Api ko ek purani darghah dikhani hai jo yahin paas mein hai. Unhone Lahore mein kaha tha ke unhe yahan ki kisi purani jagah jana hai."
Bilal ne bina kisi shaq ke haan keh di. "Theek hai! Tum log jao, main hotel pahunchta hoon."
Bilal ke jate hi Usman ne Saima ka haath pakda. "Api... ab woh jagah aane wali hai jahan koi nahi hoga."
Saima ka dil dhadakne laga. "Usman... humein hotel jaldi pahunchna chahiye."
"Hotel mein toh tum Bilal ke saath hoti ho," Usman ne taxi ko ishara karte hue kaha, "Abhi tum sirf meri ho."
Taxi unhe shahar ke shor se door ek sunsaan purane farm house ki taraf le jane lagi, jo shayad Usman ne property deal ke silsile mein pehle se dekh rakha tha.

Ghar Ka Manzar (Dopahar 1:00 PM)
Ghar mein nashta khatam ho chuka tha. Rashid sahib office ja chuke thay. Hira kitchen mein bartan dho rahi thi jab Naseem wahan aayi.
Dono ke beech ek bhari khamoshi thi. Hira ne achanak bartan rakha aur Naseem ki taraf mudi.
"Ammi... aapne Hamza ke kamre mein konsi dawai di thi? Kyunki hamare medicine box mein toh bukhar ki dawai khatam hai."
Naseem ke haath ruk gaye. Usne mehsoos kiya ke ghar ki ye 'seedhi' beti ab is raaz ki dehleez par khadi hai.
"Hira... tum bohot zyada sawal nahi kar rahi ho?" Naseem ne thode sakht lehje mein kaha.
"Sawal toh unse kiye jate hain Ammi jinka jawab saaf ho," Hira ne himmat dikhate hue kaha. "Maine sab dekha hai. Usman bhai aur Saima Api ko bhi... aur ab aap aur Hamza..."
Naseem sunn reh gayi. Ghar ki aag ab sirf kamron tak mehdood nahi rahi thi, woh ab phail rahi thi.

Episode 11 khatam.

Cliffhanger: Hira ne khul kar bol diya hai. Kya Naseem usey chup karwayegi ya Hira bhi is aag mein shamil ho jayegi? Udhar sunsaan farm house mein Usman Saima ke saath kya karne wala hai? amazing

Ab dekhna ye hai ke hira kiske hath lage ga
Elder
Ya
Younger

 

[sam21003]

Ghar Ki Aag

Episode 14: Gunah Ki Pehli Lakeer​

Lahore ki woh raat had se zyada khamosh thi, magar Hamza ke kamre ke andar jazbaat ka ek aisa tufaan utha hua tha jo barson ki parhezgari ko baha le jane ke liye kaafi tha. Naseem, jo abhi kuch der pehle tak sirf ek maa thi, ab Hamza ke samne ek tadapti hui aurat ban kar khadi thi. Usne Hamza ka collar itni sakhti se pakda hua tha ke uski ungliyan safed pad rahi thin.

"Kyun khamosh ho Hamza? Meri aankhon mein dekho!" Naseem ki awaaz mein ek ajeeb si thartharahat thi. "Kya tumhe lagta hai ke tumhari bahen Hira mujh se zyada jawaan hai? Kya uske jism ki tapish meri garmahat se zyada hai?"

Hamza ka dil duba ja raha tha. Usne kabhi nahi socha tha ke uski parsa maa is had tak gir jayegi ke apni hi beti se muqabla karne lagegi. Magar sach toh yeh tha ke Naseem ki is be-baaki ne Hamza ke andar ke us janwar ko jaga diya tha jo mahino se qaid tha. Usne Naseem ki lawn ki qameez ke neeche se ubharte hue bhare-bhare mammon ko dekha, jo har saans ke saath upar niche ho rahe thay.

"Ammi... aap hosh mein nahi hain," Hamza ne ladkhadati zabaan se kaha, magar usne Naseem ko apne se door nahi kiya.

"Hosh mein toh main ab aayi hoon Hamza," Naseem ne sargoshi ki aur Hamza ka haath pakad kar apni qameez ke upar hi apne bayein mamme par rakh diya. "Dekho... dekho yeh kitna tadap raha hai.


Tumhare baap ne toh ise barson pehle bhula diya tha. Kya tum bhi mujhe aise hi tadpao ge?"

Naseem ka narm aur garam mamma Hamza ki hatheli mein tha.


Uska nipple kapde ke upar se hi sakht mehsoos ho raha tha. Hamza se ab aur sabr nahi hua. Usne ek jhatke se Naseem ko apni taraf khincha aur uske honton par apne hont rakh diye. Yeh bosa (kiss) koi mamooli bosa nahi tha; ismein nafrat, mohabbat, aur be-pannah hawas ghuli hui thi.



The Descent into Lust:

Naseem ne Hamza ki gardan mein bahein daal dein aur poori shiddat se uska saath dene lagi. Dono ek dusre ke munh ki raal (saliva) pee rahe thay.


Hamza ka haath tezi se Naseem ki shalwar ke naaray (string) tak pahoncha aur usne ek jhatke mein usey khol diya.

"Ohhh Hamza... mere bachay... chodo mujhe... aaj mujhe tabaah kar do," Naseem ne siskiyon ke darmiyan kaha.

Hamza ne Naseem ko bistar par patak diya. Usne apni banyan utaari aur phir apni shalwar bhi phenk di. Jab woh nanga hua, toh Naseem ki aankhen phat gayin.




Usne zindagi mein sirf Rashid sahib ka lund dekha tha, jo ab dhila aur be-jaan ho chuka tha. Magar Hamza ka lund... woh kisi kaale saanp ki tarah khada tha, nasen ubhri hui thin aur woh itna lamba aur mota tha ke Naseem ka jism darr se thar-thara utha.




"Ya Allah... Hamza... yeh... yeh itna bada?" Naseem ne pehli baar apne bete ka lund dekha tha aur uski halat dekh kar uski choot mein ek ajeeb si khujli aur geela-pan mehsoos hone laga.

Hamza ne bina kuch kahe Naseem ki qameez aur bra utaar di. Naseem ke bhare hue, gore mamme ab poori tarah nange thay. Un par neeli nasen saaf dikh rahi thin aur nipples bilkul sakht ho kar khade thay. Hamza ne ek pal ke liye ruka aur apni maa ke jism ko dekha. Usne kabhi tasawwur bhi nahi kiya tha ke uski maa itni haseen hogi.

"Ammi... aap toh kisi hoor se kam nahi hain," Hamza ne kaha aur jhuk kar uske ek mamme ko poore munh mein bhar liya.


"Aaaahhh! Hamzaaa... haaan... chooso... meri jaan... zor se dabaao!" Naseem ne apna sar takiye mein dhasaye hue cheekhi.

Hamza ne Naseem ki nangi choot ko dekha. Wahan baalon ki ek halki si teh thi, aur uske beech se pani (lubrication) nikal kar bahar beh raha tha. Usne apni ungli Naseem ki choot ke surakh par rakhi. Naseem ka poora jism ek jhatke se upar utha.

"Bahut geeli ho gayi hain aap Ammi," Hamza ne shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha.

"Tumhari maa ki choot barson se pyasi hai beta... aaj is pyas ko bujha do... chodo apni maa ko... aisi chudai karo ke main chalne ke qabil na rahoon," Naseem ab poori tarah besharam ho chuki thi.
Hamza ne Naseem ki dono tangein (legs) hawa mein utha kar apne shanon par rakhin. Usne apne lund ki topi (head) Naseem ki choot ke phatton par rakhi aur ek zor dar jhatka maara.


"NNNAAAAAIIIIINNNNN!!!!" Naseem ki ek dard-naak aur lutf-bhari cheekh nikli. Hamza ka mota lund uski tang choot ko chirta hua aadha andar dakhil ho gaya tha. "Oooohhh maaaa... mar gayi... Hamza... bahut mota hai... aahhh... dheere... dheere beta..."

Hamza ne koi raham nahi khaya. Usne ek aur zor dar dhakka maara aur pura lund jad tak Naseem ke andar utaar diya. Naseem ki aankhen ulat gayin. Usne mehsoos kiya ke Hamza ka lund uski bacha-dani (uterus) se takra raha hai.


"Ufffff... kitni tang hai aapki choot... lagta hai Abbu ne sadiyon se yahan haath nahi lagaya," Hamza ne hanpte hue kaha aur tezi se dhakke lagane shuru kar diye.


Kamre mein thap-thap ki awaaz goonjne lagi. Hamza ke lund aur Naseem ki choot ka milap itna shiddat wala tha ke dono ke jismo se paseena phoot raha tha. Hamza ne Naseem ke honton ko apne danto se kaata, aur Naseem ne dard ke mare Hamza ki peeth par apne nakhun gad diye.

"Haan Hamza... aise hi... zor se chodo apni is randi maa ko... aahhh... gaali do mujhe... kaho ke main ek gandi aurat hoon!" Naseem ne junoon mein kaha.

"Haan... tum meri randi ho! Itni umr mein bhi itni garam choot lekar baithi ho... aaj tumhari is choot ko phaad dunga," Hamza ne gusse aur hawas ke mile-jule jazbaat ke saath kaha aur Naseem ki position badal di.

Usne Naseem ko ghutno ke bal kiya (Doggy style). Naseem ki bhari hui gaand ab Hamza ke samne thi. Hamza ne peeche se apna lund nikaala aur phir se ek zor dar dhakke ke saath Naseem ki choot mein dakhil kar diya. Har dhakke par Naseem ke mamme aage peeche jhul rahe thay.


"Aaaahhh... Hamza... piche se toh jaan hi nikal rahi hai... ufffff... chodo... aur zor se chodo!"

Taqreeban aadhe ghante tak yeh nanga naach chalta raha. Naseem ka jism ab bilkul dheela pad chuka tha, magar uski rooh ko woh sukoon mil raha thha jiske liye woh barson se tarap rahi thi.

Aakhir mein, Hamza ne apna lund nikaala aur Naseem ke chehre par rakh diya. "Ammi... lijiye... apna inaam lijiye."


Naseem ne bina kisi hichkichahat ke apne bete ka lund munh mein bhar liya aur usey aise choosne lagi jaise koi chota bacha lollipop choosta hai. Usne lund ki topi ko apni zabaan se sehlaaya aur poora lund halaq tak utaar liya. Kuch hi der mein Hamza ne ek gehri karah (moan) li aur apna saara garam maal (semen) Naseem ke munh mein chhod diya. Naseem ne ek qatra bhi zaya nahi hone diya aur sab gatak gayi.



Ahsaas-E-Gunah:

Jab tufaan thama, toh kamre mein wapas wahi bhari khamoshi chha gayi. Naseem bistar ke ek kone mein padi hui thi, uski aankhon se ab aansu beh rahe thay. Yeh gunah ka bojh tha jo ab uske seene par pahar ban kar gir raha tha.


Hamza ne apne kapde pehne aur bina Naseem ki taraf dekhe khidki ke paas ja kar khada ho gaya. "Aap ab ja sakti hain... Abbu uth jayenge."

Naseem ne larzte hathon se apne kapde pehne. Uska jism abhi bhi dard kar raha tha, magar uske dil mein ek ajeeb si khali-pan ki jagah darr ne le li thi. Woh dabe paon kamre se bahar nikli.

Jaise hi woh corridor mein pahonchi, uske qadam wahin jam gaye.

Siddiqui sahib (Rashid sahib ke purane dost aur padosi) hall mein baithe thay aur Rashid sahib unke samne sar pakde hue thay.

"Rashid... yeh bahut bada masla hai. Agar Hyderabad wale farmhouse ki yeh khabar sach hai, toh tumhari izzat mitti mein mil jayegi," Siddiqui sahib ki awaaz mein fikar thi.

Naseem deewar ki oat mein chhup gayi. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Hyderabad? Saima aur Usman wahan thay.

"Kya hua hai Siddiqui? Saaf-saaf kaho," Rashid sahib ne gusse mein poocha.

"Farmhouse ke chowkidar ne mujhe phone kiya tha. Woh keh raha tha ke Saima aur Usman... un dono ke beech kuch aisa chal raha hai jo bhai-bahen ke darmiyan nahi hona chahiye. Aur Bilal... Bilal ko shayad is baat ki bhanak lag gayi hai aur woh wahan se gayab hai. Logon ka kehna hai ke Bilal ne kisi ko qatal karne ki dhamki di hai!"

Naseem ke paon tale se zameen nikal gayi. Ek taraf usne abhi apne bete ke saath zana kiya tha, aur doosri taraf uski beti aur beta bhi usi aag mein jal rahe thay. Ghar ka sukoon ab sirf mutasir nahi hua tha, balki raakh hone wala tha.

Magar sab se bada twist toh abhi baaki tha.

Naseem ne mehsoos kiya ke uske peeche koi khada hai. Usne palat kar dekha toh Hira khadi thi. Hira ki aankhon mein aansu nahi thay, balki ek ajeeb si nafrat aur muskurahat thi. Usne apna mobile dikhaya, jismein usne Hamza ke kamre ki thodi der pehle ki saari awaazein record kar li thin.

"Ammi... aapne toh kaha tha ke Hira kacchi kali hai," Hira ne sargoshi ki. "Lekin is kacchi kali ne aapka poora tamasha dekh liya hai. Ab batayiye... pehle main Abbu ko Hyderabad ki khabar sunau, ya aapki aur Hamza ki yeh recording sunau?"

Naseem ka dam ghutne laga. Pura khandan ek aisi daldal mein dhas chuka tha jahan se nikalne ka koi rasta nahi tha. Ek maa ka gunah ab uski beti ke haath mein hathyar ban chuka tha.

Cliffhanger: Hira aur Naseem me alag jang chhidi hui hai, ye blackmailing se kya karna chahti hai Hira? Kya Naseem ab Darr jayegi? Rashid Sahab ke dost ne jo khabar di hai kya wo sach hai? Kya sach me ye ghar ab badnam hoga?

Kahani me twist
Hira ki tammana hai ke
Ab oski bari aa jaye
Chahe meri jaan jaye
Chahe chut fat jaye

 

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Ghar Ki Aag

Episode 16: Khamosh Saaye aur Jism ki Thartharahat
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Lahore ki us haveli mein subah ka manzar ajeeb tha. Model Town ki pur-sukoon galiyon mein parindon ki chahchahat toh thi, magar Rashid Ahmed ke ghar ke andar ek aisi khamoshi thi jo kaanon mein baj rahi thi. Deewaron ke bhi kaan hote hain, magar is ghar ki deewaron ne toh ab wo raaz apne andar jazb kar liye thay jo agar bahar nikalte toh poora mohalla raakh ho jata.

Scene 1: Rukhsati aur Adhoore Ehsaas

Rashid sahib ne apna purana leather ka bag uthaya. Unke chehre par fikar ki gehri lakeerein thin. Hyderabad mein Saima aur Usman ke charche unki neendein uda chuke thay. Unhe kya maloom tha ke unke ghar ki asli aag toh unke apne hi chhat ke neeche sulag rahi hai.

"Naseem! Jaldi karo, taxi bahar khadi hai," Rashid sahib ne hall se awaaz di.

Naseem kamre se bahar nikli. Usne halke neele rang ka lawn ka jora pehna tha. Uska 52 saal ka badan aaj ajeeb si thakkan aur jalan ka shikar tha. Raat bhar Hamza ke mote aur be-reham lund ne uske andar jo tufaan uthaya tha, uski tapish abhi tak uski rano (thighs) ke beech mehsoos ho rahi thi. Jab woh chalti, toh usey apni choot mein ek ajeeb sa geela-pan aur dard mehsoos hota, jo usey bar-bar us gunah ki yaad dilata jo usne apne bete ke saath kiya tha.

Hamza hall mein khada tha. Usne apni maa ki taraf dekha. Naseem ki nazrein jab Hamza se milin, toh unmein ek pal ke liye wahi purani mamta aayi, magar agle hi pal wo hawas aur sharam ki daldal mein dhas gayin.

"Hamza, apna khayal rakhna beta. Aur apni behno ka bhi," Naseem ne larzte hue lehze mein kaha. Usne Hamza ko "beta" toh kaha, magar uske dimaag mein Hamza ka wo nanga badan aur wo kaale saanp jaisa lund ghum raha tha jisne raat bhar usey be-haal kiya tha.

"Ji Ammi... Aap fikar na karein. Main sab sanbhal loonga," Hamza ne nazrein neeche karke jawab diya. Uske liye apni maa ko "Ammi" kehna ab pehle jaisa nahi raha tha. Us zabaan se jisne raat bhar apni maa ke mammon ko choosa tha, "Ammi" kehna usey andar se kaat raha tha.

Rashid sahib ne Hamza ke shane par hath rakha. "Tum ghar ke zimmedar ho ab mere pichhe. Hira aur Ayesha tumhare bharose hain. Kisi cheez ki zaroorat ho toh foran phone karna."

Hamza ne sar hila diya. Usey darr lag raha tha ke kahin uski aankhon se uski shehwat (lust) ka raaz faash na ho jaye. Gaadi gate se bahar nikli, toh ghar mein jaise ek ajeeb sa khali-pan chha gaya. Magar ye khali-pan sukoon wala nahi tha, balki ye us tufaan se pehle ki khamoshi thi jo ab is haveli ko apni lapait mein lene wala tha.

Scene 2: Hira ka Khamosh Hamla

Rashid aur Naseem ke jaate hi Hira ne darwaza andar se lock kar diya. Usne mud kar Hamza ki taraf dekha. Hira ki aankhon mein is waqt koi jalan ya dushmani nahi thi, balki ek aisi talab thi jo pichle kai dinon se panap rahe hawas ki pyaas ko bayan kar rahi rahi thi.

"Toh... mard-e-khana..., ab batayiye kya irada hai Hamza Bhai?" Hira ne sargoshi ki. Usne Hamza ko "Hamza" kaha, magar uske lehze mein "Bhai" wala rishta kahin gum ho chuka tha.

"Hira Api... main... main thoda thaka hua hoon. Main apne kamre mein ja raha hoon," Hamza ne peechhe hat-te hue kaha. Usey Hira se darr lag raha tha, magar uski baton mein jo kashish thi, wo uske jism ko garma rahi thi.

Hira muskura kar uske qareeb aayi. "Thak toh tum jaoge hi na... Ammi ko jo tumne raat bhar sukoon diya hai, wo koi mamooli baat toh hai nahi. Magar Hamza, mujhe bhool gaye? Maine tumse kaha tha na... mujhe mera hissa chahiye."

Hira ne Hamza ka baazu pakda aur usey dheere se kitchen ki taraf khincha. "Ayesha Baji upar parh rahi hain. Woh bahut masoom hain, unhey shayad kuch nahi pata. Magar hum dono..., hum toh jaante hain na ke is ghar ki garmi kitni barh gayi hai."

Kitchen mein dakhil hote hi Hira ne Hamza ko deewar se laga diya. Hamza ka dil dhak-dhak kar raha tha. Usne dekha ke Hira ne barik lawn ki qameez pehni hui thi jiske niche uski bra ki lace saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Hira ki kamsin aur jawaan jism ki mehak Hamza ke hosh uda rahi thi.

"Hira Api... yeh theek nahi hai. Aap meri bahen hain," Hamza ne kamzor si koshish ki.

Hira ne apna hath Hamza ki jeans ke upar uske ubharte hue lund par rakh diya.


"Bahen hoon na... tabhi toh itna haq hai. Dekho, yeh toh kuch aur hi keh raha hai. Hamza, kyun itni jhijhak dikha rahe ho? Kya tumhe meri jawaani Ammi ke bhare hue badan se kam lagti hai?"

Hamza ki saans atak gayi. Hira ki narm hatheli jab uske sakht hote hue lund par giri, toh uske dimaag ke saare parde gir gaye. Magar uske dil mein abhi bhi ek darr tha—sharam ka darr, rishton ke pamal hone ka darr.

"Api... please... koi dekh lega," usne sargoshi ki.

"Koi nahi dekhega," Hira ne uske kaan ke paas apne hont kiye. "Aur agar dekh bhi liya... toh is ghar mein ab sab ko isi raah par chalna hai. Tum dekhna Hamza, dheere dheere hum sab ek dusre ke jismo se khelenge. Magar pehle... mujhe dikhao ke tumne Ammi ko kaise tadpaya tha."

Hira ne apni qameez ke upar se hi Hamza ka hath pakad kar apne narm aur kamsin mamme par rakh diya. Hamza ne mehsoos kiya ke Hira ka jism thar-thara raha tha. Yeh thartharahat gusse ki nahi, balki us khauf aur lazzat ki thi jo ek bahen ko apne bhai ke hath se mil rahi thi.

Scene 3: Ayesha ki Khamoshi aur Psychological Drama

Upar kamre mein Ayesha bethi apni kitabein dekh rahi thi. Magar uska dhyan parhai mein bilkul nahi tha. Woh is ghar ki sab se badi aur sab se "parsa" beti mani jati thi. Usne neeche se aane wali sargoshiyon ki halki si awaaz suni thi. Uska dil zor se dharak raha tha.

Ayesha ne apni diary kholi. Usme usne likha: "Aaj Ammi aur Abbu gaye hain. Ghar mein ek ajeeb si tapish hai. Maine dekha ke kaise Hira, Hamza ko kitchen mein le gayi. Mere andar ek ajeeb si bechaini hai. Kya mujhe unhe rokna chahiye? Ya phir... kya mujhe bhi wahi chahiye jo woh dono kar rahe hain? Rishton ka ye bojh kitna bhari hai."

Ayesha ki shakhsiyat mein ek gehra psychological conflict tha. Woh upar se jitni pur-sukoon dikhti thi, andar se utni hi pyasi thi. Usne bachpan se hi dekha tha ke uske baap ne uski maa ko kaise ignore kiya tha. Usne Saima aur Usman ke taalluqaat ki bhanak bhi paa li thi. Magar woh darr rahi thi. Woh "jhijhak" khud ko rokay hue thi.

Woh kamre se bahar nikli aur corridor ki railing se neeche dekhne lagi. Kitchen ka darwaza adha khula tha. Usey Hamza ki peeth dikh rahi thi aur Hira ke nange baazu jo Hamza ki gardan mein dale hue thay. Ayesha ka jism paseene mein sharabor ho gaya. Usne apne honth danto tale daba liye. Usey sharam aa rahi thi ke woh apni bahen aur bhai ko is haal mein dekh rahi hai, magar woh wahan se hili nahi. Uska apna jism bhi us aag ki lapait mein aane laga tha.

Scene 4: Kitchen ki Tanhayi aur Jism ki Aanch

Kitchen ke andar, Hamza ab poori tarah Hira ke saher mein tha. Usne Hira ki qameez ke neeche hath dala aur uski narm kamar ko sehlanay laga. Hira ne ek gehri karah (moan) li.

"Oohhh... Hamza... tumhare hath kitne bade hain," Hira ne sargoshi ki. "Kya tumne Ammi ko bhi aise hi pakda tha?"

"Hira Api... wo... wo bas ho gaya," Hamza ne sargoshi ki. "Mujhe darr lag raha hai ke main aapke saath kuch galat na kar doon."

"Galat toh hum kar hi rahe hain Hamza. Magar is galat mein jo lazzat hai, wo humein kahin aur nahi milegi," Hira ne Hamza ke honton par apne hont rakh diye.

Yeh bosa (kiss) pehle toh bahut dheema tha, jismein sadiyon ki jhijhak bhari hui thi. Dono ko lag raha tha ke wo koi bahut bada gunah kar rahe hain. Magar jaise hi unke hont mile, hawas ki aag ne sharam ko jala kar raakh kar diya. Hamza ne Hira ko apni taraf zor se khincha. Hira ke kamsin mamme Hamza ke sakht seene se takraye.

Hamza ne Hira ki qameez ke button kholna shuru kiye. Uska hath kanp raha tha. Ek bahen ke jism ko nanga karna uske liye ek azab bhi tha aur ek aisi lazzat bhi jiska usne kabhi tasawwur nahi kiya tha. Jaise hi qameez ke button khule, Hira ke gore aur narm kandhe saaf nazar aane lage. Uski bra ne uske ubharte hue badan ko badi mushkil se sambhala hua tha.

"Hira Api... aap... aap bahut khoobsurat hain," Hamza ne hanpte hue kaha.

"Aur tum... tum bahut garam ho Hamza," Hira ne uska chehra apne hathon mein liya. "Daro mat. Aaj is ghar mein koi kisi ka rishtedar nahi. Aaj sirf hum dono hain."

Hamza ne Hira ki bra ke hook ko khola. Hira ke gore aur gol mamme ek jhatke se azad ho gaye. Unke nipples sakht thay, jaise wo Hamza ki zabaan ka intezar kar rahe hon. Hamza ne ek pal ke liye ruka. Usne apni bahen ke nange badan ko dekha. Uski aankhon mein sharam thi, magar jism mein shiddat. Usne jhuk kar Hira ke ek nipple ko apne munh mein bhar liya.

"AAAAHHHHH! Hamzaaaa...!" Hira ki ek cheekh nikalne hi wali thi ke usne apne munh par hath rakh liya. "Dheere... Ayesha upar hai... aahhh... kitna maza aa raha hai... chooso mere bhai... apni bahen ko poora nichod lo."


Hamza ne poori shiddat se Hira ke mammon ko choosna shuru kiya. Usey mehsoos ho raha tha ke Hira ka jism bilkul mom ki tarah pighal raha hai. Wo dono kitchen ke slab par hi ek dusre se lipte hue thay.

**Yeh Episode abhi khatm nahi hua hai**

Kachi kali kachnar ki

 

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Ghar Ki Aag
Episode 16: Khamosh Saaye aur Jism ki Thartharahat (Dusra Hissa)​

Scene 5: Bilal ki Bechaini aur Hamza ka Zabt

Usi waqt hall mein rakha hua landline phone baj utha. Dono buri tarah chauunk gaye. Hamza ne foran Hira ko chhoda aur Hira ne jaldi se apni qameez ke parde barabar kiye.
"Kaun ho sakta hai?" Hamza ne ghabrayi hui awaaz mein pucha.
"Pata nahi... tum ja kar dekho, main yahan theek karti hoon," Hira ne hanpte hue kaha.
Hamza hall mein aaya aur phone uthaya.
Dusri taraf se Bilal ki saansein tez thin, jaise wo kisi gehri aziyat (pain) se guzar raha ho.
"Hamza? Rashid Abbu pahonch gaye?" Bilal ne pucha.
"Nahi Bilal Bhai, wo toh abhi raste mein honge. Kya hua? Sab theek hai?" Hamza ne apne jazbaat ko kabu mein karte hue pucha.
"Kuch theek nahi hai Hamza! Saima aur Usman... maine unhe aaj phir se ek saath dekha hai. Woh dono farmhouse ke band kamre mein thay. Maine darwaza khatkhataya toh unho ne khola hi nahi. Jab khola toh unke kapde bikhre hue thay.
"Bilal Bhai, aap hosla rakhein. Abbu aur Ammi abhi taxi mein hain, bas kuch hi ghanton mein Hyderabad pahonch jayenge," Hamza ne apni awaaz ko sambhalte hue kaha, halaanke uski apni saansein abhi tak kitchen ki us tapish se bhari hui thin.
"Hamza... main mazeed intezar nahi kar sakta," Bilal ki awaaz shikasta (broken) thi. "Yahan ka mahool hi mera dam ghutne ke liye kaafi hai. Saima aur Usman ki aankhon mein ab mere liye koi lihaaz nahi raha. Maine unhe ek saath dekh kar jab sawal kiya, toh unke chehron par sharam ke bajay ek ajeeb si dheet-pan thi. Mera dil kar raha hai ke sab chhod kar Lahore laot aaon."
Hamza ne Hira ki taraf dekha jo kitchen ke darwaze par khari apne bikhre baalon ko sanwar rahi thi. "Nahi Bilal Bhai, aap aisa mat karein. Agar aap is waqt wahan se nikal aaye toh Abbu akele sab kaise sambhalenge? Aap thoda waqt aur ruk jayein. Ammi ke pahonchte hi sab thanda ho jayega. Wo Saima Api ko samjha lengi."
Hamza ne jab "Ammi" ka naam liya, toh uske jism mein ek jhurjhuri si daur gayi. Usey yaad aaya ke uski wahi "samajhdar" Ammi kal raat uske neeche tadap rahi thin.
"Theek hai Hamza... main sirf Rashid Abbu ki wajah se ruka hoon. Magar mera sabr ab jawab de raha hai," Bilal ne thandi saans bhari aur phone rakh diya.

Scene 6: Ayesha ka Inkishaf aur Karwi Baatein
Hamza ne phone rakha hi tha ke corridor mein qadmon ki awaaz suni. Dono ne palat kar dekha toh Ayesha Baji khari thin. Unka chehra gusse aur nafrat se surkh tha. Unhon ne dupatta sar se hata kar kandhe par dala hua tha aur unki aankhein seedha Hamza aur Hira ke bikhre hue huliye par thin.
"Sharam... kya is lafz ka koi wajood bacha hai is ghar mein?" Ayesha ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi, magar usmein ek ajeeb si sakhti thi.
Hira ne apni qameez ka gala darust karte hue dheet-pan se kaha, "Ayesha Baji, aap kya keh rahi hain? Hum toh bas..."
"Bas kya? Kitchen mein jo tum dono nanga-naach kar rahe thay, kya wo maine nahi dekha?" Ayesha aage barhi aur Hira ke bilkul samne khari ho gayi. "Wahan Hyderabad mein ghar ki izzat nilam ho rahi hai, aur yahan tum dono ne besharmi ki saari hadein par kar di hain. Hamza! Tumhe toh main sab se masoom samajhti thi, magar tum toh is ghar ke sab se bade gunahgar nikle."


Hamza ne sar jhuka liya. "Baji... wo... hum se ghalti ho gayi."
"Ghalti?" Ayesha ne qehqaha lagaya, magar usmein dard tha. "Ghalti ek baar hoti hai Hamza. Kal raat jab tum Ammi ke kamre mein thay, kya wo bhi ghalti thi? Maine sab dekha hai. Main khamosh thi kyunki mujhe laga ke shayad ye bura khwab hai, magar aaj jo kitchen mein hua... usne sabit kar diya ke is ghar ki deewaron mein hawas bhar chuki hai."

Scene 7: Dhamki aur Hira ki Safai
Ayesha ne dono ki taraf dekh kar ungli uthayi. "Main ye sab mazeed bardaasht nahi kar sakti. Is ghar ka sukoon, iski hansi-khushi sab raakh ho rahi hai. Main abhi Ammi ko phone karungi aur unhe bataungi ke yahan kya gul khilaye ja rahe hain. Aur Abbu... unhe pata chal gaya toh wo tum dono ko zinda nahi chhodenge."
Hamza ke chehre par khauf chha gaya, magar Hira ke tevar badal gaye. Usne Ayesha ki dhamki se darne ke bajay ek gehri saans li aur Ayesha ke qareeb aayi.
"Ayesha Baji... aap kis-kis ka gunah ginwayengi?" Hira ne narm magar kaat-dar lehze mein pucha. "Ammi ka? Mera? Hamza ka? Ya phir Saima Api aur Usman Bhai ka?"


"Hira, apni zabaan ko lagaam do!" Ayesha cheekhi.
"Kyun Baji? Sach sun-na itna mushkil hai?" Hira ne Ayesha ke shane par hath rakha, jise Ayesha ne jhatak diya. "Aap humein khari-khoti suna rahi hain, magar kya aapne kabhi apne andar ki us aurat ko dekha hai jo is ghar ki tanhayi mein jalti hai? Aap jo ye 'parsa' ban kar ghoom rahi hain, kya aapka dil nahi chahta ke koi aapko bhi waise hi pakde jaise Hamza ne mujhe pakda?"
Ayesha ki aankhon mein ek pal ke liye ghabrahat aayi, magar usne khud ko sambhala. "Bakwas mat karo Hira!"
"Ye bakwas nahi hai Baji, ye is ghar ki haqiqat hai," Hira ne Hamza ki taraf ishara kiya. "Ammi ko dekhein, unhon ne apni zindagi Abbu ki berukhi mein guzaar di. Aaj agar unhe apne bete ke jism mein sukoon mila hai, toh kya wo gunahgar hain? Saima Api ko dekhein, Bilal Bhai se unhe wo tapish nahi mili jo Usman Bhai ne di. Hum sab sirf apni zaroorat poori kar rahe hain. Agar aap ne Ammi ya Abbu ko bataya, toh yaad rakhein... ye ghar bikhar jayega. Izzat toh jayegi hi, magar hum sab ek dusre ke dushman ban jayenge."
Ayesha khamosh ho gayi. Uska saans tez ho gaya tha. Hira ki baatein uske dimaag mein hathore ki tarah lag rahi thin.
"Ayesha Baji," Hamza ne dheere se kaha, "Hum aapko dukh nahi dena chahte. Magar please... humein is waqt mat bikhrein. Ghar pahle hi mushkil mein hai."
Ayesha ne nafrat se Hamza ki taraf dekha. "Tum sab ne mil kar mujhe akela aur pareshan kar diya hai. Magar yaad rakhna... ye aag sab ko jalayegi."
Ayesha tezi se upar apne kamre ki taraf bhagi aur darwaza zor se band kar diya. Hall mein ab sirf Hamza aur Hira reh gaye thay.

Scene 8: Hyderabad ki Entry aur Siyah Raat
Udhar Hyderabad mein, taxi ek purane farmhouse ke samne ruki. Rashid sahib aur Naseem niche utre. Farmhouse ki battiyan maddham thin.
Naseem ka dil dharak raha tha. Usne apne dupatte ko sahi kiya. Uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Lahore ke wo manazir thay, magar samne jo aag lagne wali thi, wo shayad isse bhi bhayanak thi.
Rashid sahib ne farmhouse ka darwaza dhakkela. Andar se Bilal nikla, uska huliya bigra hua tha.
"Abbu... aap aa gaye," Bilal ne thaki hui awaaz mein kaha.
"Kahan hain wo dono?" Rashid sahib ne garaj kar pucha.
Bilal ne ek band kamre ki taraf ishara kiya. "Andar hain. Subah se darwaza nahi khola."
Rashid sahib kamre ki taraf barhe, magar Naseem ne unka hath pakad liya. "Rashid... hosla rakhein. Baat bigar sakti hai."
"Baat toh kab ki bigar chuki hai Naseem!" Rashid ne darwaza zor se khatkhataya. "Usman! Saima! Bahar niklo!"
Andar se thodi der tak koi awaaz nahi aayi. Phir dheere se darwaza khula. Usman bahar nikla, uska shirt ke button khule thay aur wo paseene mein sharabor tha. Uske peeche Saima khari thi, uski aankhein rone ki wajah se suji hui thin, magar unmein sharam se zyada ek ajeeb si baghaawat (rebellion) thi.


Naseem ne jab apni beti aur bete ko is haal mein dekha, toh usey apne aur Hamza ke wo lamhat yaad aa gaye. Usne nazrein chura lein. Usey mehsoos hua ke wo inhein saza dene ka haq kho chuki hai.

Episode Kahtam

Cliffhanger: Rashid sahib ka gussa ab kis had tak jayega? Kya Naseem apne bacho ka saath degi ya apne gunah ke khauf mein khamosh rahegi? Aur Lahore mein, Ayesha ki khamoshi kya kisi bade tufaan ka pesh-khima (prelude) hai?

Zabardast seen create kiya hai bhai