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Swer de 7 vjj gaye san. Haveli de upper wale room di khidki vichon suraj di Roshni andar aa rahi si. Kamre di hawa vich ajje vi gulaab de phulan di mithi khushboo, kesar te suhaagrat di garam mehak poori tarah ghuli hoyi si.
Bed sheet poori tarah sliff ho chuki si te gulaab diyan patiyan zameen te phayliyan hoyiyan san. Bed de bilkul centre vich Inderjeet leti hoyi si. Usda gora jism sirf ik white patli chaadar naal dhakya hoya si. Usde shoulders, gori neck te chest de upper Raman de dite laal daag saaf nazar aa rahe san.
Inderjeet de dovaan hathan vich laal chooda sajya hoya si, jo har movement naal halki-halki mithi aawaz kar reha si.
Raman usde kol hi bed te baitha si. Usne chitta kurta te pyjama pa laya si, par usde kurte de button khule hoye san,jis vichon usdi chhati nazar aa rahi si. Raman ne Inderjeet de glowing, sharmile te rasile chehre vall vekhya te us de baalan di ik latt nu hauli jehe piche kitta.
Inderjeet ne apniyan akhan hauli hauli kholiyan. Us diyan akkhan vich raat di thakaawat de naal-naal ik alag hi gharwali wala nasha, vafadaari te mithaas si. Usde bullan te Raman nu vekh ke pyari jehi smile aa gayi.
"Swer ho gayi Sardaar ji... tusi inni savere uth vi gaye?" Inderjeet ne dabi, rasili aawaz vich puchya.
Raman ne aage jhuk ke usde mathay te kiss kiti te keha, "Jide kol tere varghi gharwali hove Inder, usnu neend kithon aandi hai? Main taan pichle aadhe ghante ton bas tainu hi ghoor reha si." Inderjeet de chehre te lali aagayi. Usne apne laal choode wale hath chaadar ton bahar kadhe te Raman di waist de aal-duale lapet laye. Choode di mithi aawaz room vich goonj uthi.
"Tusi vi na... raati char baar thokkn ton baad vi tuhada dil nahi bharya?" Inderjeet ne sharmilye style vich Raman diyan akkhan vich vekhde hoye keha. "Mera taan ang-ang dukh reha hai Raman. Uthan di himmat vi nahi ho rahi."
Raman ne usde shoulder te hath rakhya te usnu tight daboachde hoye mazaakiyan tone vich keha, "Ajj ton eh haveli tera nawa ghar hai Sardaarniye. Je savere hi aida dhiili chalegi, taan thlle Bebe te Bapu ji ki sochan ge ki nuh haje tak bed ton nahi uthi?"
Inderjeet ne turant chaadar nu side kita te aakhan waddiyan karke keha, "Haaye Rabba! Main taan bhul hi gayi si. Thlle Saare uth gaye honge! Mainu jaldi tyaar hona pawega, nahi taan pehle din hi meri thoo-thoo ho jawegi."
Raman ne hass ke usda hath phad laya te keha, "Fikar na kar Inder, Bebe nu pata hai ki raat nu Raman ne usdi nuh nu chain naal saon nahi ditta hovega. Koi kuch nahi bolda."
"Tusi taan besharam ho hi, mainu vi aapne vargha bana ke chhadoge," Inderjeet ne mithi ghoori vatde hoye keha. "Chhado mera haath, main bathroom jaana hai."
"Aida nahi chhadna," Raman ne us de bullan vall ishara kitta. "Pehlan swer di mithi greeting kiss deo, fer jaaiyo."
Inderjeet ne aage jhuk ke Raman de bullan te ek long, wet kiss ditti. Raman ne us di neck nu phad ke kiss nu hor deep kitta. Dovaan de saah ek vaar fer ton tezz ho gaye san.
Kiss todde hoye Inderjeet ne tezz saah laya te keha, "Hun bas karo Sardaar ji... Baki da romance raat nu kar leyo. Ajj pehle din haveli di rasoi vi sambhalni hai."
"Rasoi taan sambhal ho jawegi Inder, par pehlan eh dass... raat di thokai ton baad tera ki haal hai?" Raman ne usde lakk te hath rakh ke sexy aawaz vich puchya.
Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal ekdum laal ho gaya. Usne Raman di chest te halka mukka maarya te keha, "Ki haal puchde ho? Poori fuddi vicho haje tak sek nikal reha hai. Tuhada lunn poora bachedani tak bajda si."
"Taan fer maza aaya ke nahi?" Raman ne aakh mardeyan puchya.
"Bohut maza aaya..." Inderjeet ne dabi tone vich keha. "Main taan sochdi si ki tusi hauli hauli karoge, par tusi taan picheyon aida thokeya ki meriyan cheekan nikal gayiyan."
"Ajj raat nu fer ton ohi thokai honi hai," Raman ne hass ke keha.
"Haaye Rabba! Pehlan mainu aj da din taan langha lain do Sardaar ji," Inderjeet ne mazaak kitta.
Raman ne Inderjeet nu chhaddan di bajaye usnu baahan vich tight fad leya. "Ek gall dass Inder... jad main pichyon ghasse maarda si, taan tu man vich ki soch rahi si?"
Inderjeet ne Raman de seene te aapna muh tikaaya te hauli jehe keha, "Main bas eh hi soch rahi si ki Rab ne mainu kinna Takda te balwaan gharwala ditta hai. Pind diyan saariyan kudiyan tuhade te mar diyan san, par tusi mere hoye. Raat nu jado tusi mere upar si, taan mainu laga ki main saari duniya jitt lyi hai."
Raman ne usde gall te hauli jehi pich kiti, "Te main eh soch reha si ki meri Inder ton vadh sohni te vafadaar janani poore Punjab vich nahi mil sakdi. Tera eh laal chooda, tera jism te tera nature mainu poora paagal karda hai."
Inderjeet ne usde bullan nu hauli jehi dandan naal katteya, "Acha Ji? Haje taan pehli raat hi hoyi hai. Hawa vich naa udo zayada. Je daily savere aida hi romance karde rahe taan haveli de kam kaun karega?"
"Ha ha ha! Kam taan Bebe ji vi kar laange. Tu bas sardaarni ban ke baith," Raman ne keha.
"Nahi Raman, Pehli Rasoi hai meri aj. Main apne hathan naal sab layi kheer banauni hai. Je Bebe ji ne vekh laya ki main late ho gayi haan taan ki kehenge?" Inderjeet ne thodi tension naal keha.
Raman ne usde shoulder te hath rakh ke bed ton uthan vich usdi madad kiti. Inderjeet ne chaadar lapet ke bed ton pair hethan rakhe. Jiddan hi usne zameen te pair tikeya, usde moohon halki ahh nikli.
"AHH... Rabba!" Inderjeet ne aapna lakk phad laya.
Raman ne turant usnu sambhalya, "Ki hoya Inder? Dard ho reha hai?"
Inderjeet ne sharmande hoye Raman vall vekhya, "Hor ki hovega? Raati tusi mainu 4 vaar poora andar tak khol dita.. Pattan vich te fuddi vich meetha-meetha dard ho reha hai. Te lagda hai pair vi bhaare ho gaye ne."
Raman ne hass ke keha, "Taan main tainu bathroom tak chakk ke lai chalda haan."
"Nahi nahi! Koi vekh levega taan ki sochega? Main aape challe jandi haan," Inderjeet ne hassde hoye keha te hauli-hauli steps chaldi hoyi bathroom vall gayi.
10 minute ton baad Inderjeet bathroom vichon bahar nikli. Usne apne baal toliye naal sukhaan ton baad unhan da pyara jeha juda bana laya si. Us de chehre te suhaagrat da nasha te glow saaf chamak reha si.
Usne bed te rakhya apna nawa laal suit chakya. Eh dark laal rang da heavy silk suit si, jis di neckline te sunehri zari da bhari kaam Kita hoya si. Raman dressing table kol khada ho ke apna kurta set kar reha si. Usne sheeshe vichon Inderjeet nu suit paande hoye vekhya. Inderjeet ne dupatta sar te leya te gale vich gold necklace paya. Us de hathan vich chooda pehlan ton hi saajya hoya si.
Raman aake Inderjeet de bilkul piche khad gaya.Usne Inderjeet di waist nu dovaan hathan vich daboachya te mirror vich usnu vekhya.
"Raman... ki kar rahe ho? Suit set karn do," Inderjeet ne mirror vich Raman nu vekhde hoye keha.
"Main taan bas apni sardaarni nu vekh reha haan," Raman ne usde shoulder te apna thodi tikan de hoye keha. "Ajj tu sachi haveli di asli malkin lag rahi hain. Eh laal rang tera roop nu double kar reha hai." Inderjeet ne piche ghum ke Raman de collar nu theek kitta te keha, "Tusi vi eh cream kurte-pajame vich ghat nahi lag rahe Sardaar ji. Tuhade naal khad ke mainu proud feel hunda hai."
"Taan fer thlle chaliye?" Raman ne puchya.
"Haan, tyaar haan main," Inderjeet ne keha. "Par ek gal yaad rakhiyo... Thlle sab de samne aida mere vall naa vekhiyo, nahi taan Pooja te Simran ne mazaak udaana."
"Mazaak ton kaun darda hai Inder? Viah hoya hai saada, koi chori thodi kiti hai," Raman keha.
Inderjeet de bullan te smile aa gyi, usde choode di mithi aawaz poore kamre vich goonj uthi. Doven ik doosre da hath phad ke kamre vichon bahar nikle te hethan vehde vall paudiyan utaran lage Inderjeet te Raman hauli-hauli paudiyan utar ke hethan vehde vich aaye. Vehde vich swer di taazi hawa si te elaichi wali chah di mithi khushboo phaili hoyi si.
Vehde vich Bapu Jarnail Singh te Harnek Singh kursi te baith ke subah da newspaper padh rahe san te garma-garam chah de ghut bhar rahe san. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne brown kurta-pajama paya si te peeli pagg banni hoyi si. Harnek Singh ne vi kurta pajama paeya hoya si. Navi-vyahi jodi nu hethan aundeyan vekh ke Bapu Jarnail Singh ne newspaper side te rakhya te ohna de chehre te ik smile aa gayi.
"Aaa Raman Putt ! Sat Sri Akal," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi aawaz vich keha. "Vekho Harnek Singh ji, tuhadi dhi te saada munda kidaan haveli di shaan bann ke hethan aa rahe ne."
Harnek Singh ne vi smile kiti te Inderjeet vall vekhya. Inderjeet ne turant agge ho ke Bapu Jarnail Singh te apne Bapu Harnek Singh de pairi hath laye. Usde laal choode di mithi chhan-chhan saare vehde vich goonj uthi.
"Jeondi reh dhiye! Rab tainu hamesha khush rakhe te is haveli vich tere bhag naal hamesha raunak rahe," Harnek Singh ne dhi de sir te hath rakhde hoye ashirwad ditta. Inderjeet ne sharmaande hoye apna laal dupatta sir te hor agge kitta te dabi tone vich keha, "Sat Sri Akal Bapu ji... Tusi Swere hi uth gaye? Main thoda late ho gayi."
Bapu Jarnail Singh ne hass ke keha, "Koi gall nahi Inder Putt! Viah ton agli swer vele thoda time lagg hi janda hai. Tu taan hun is ghar di sardaarni hain, tera pehla din hai, fikar na kar."
Raman ne Bapu ji kol aake kursi te baithde hoye keha, "Bapu ji, main taan kadon da utheya si, bas Inder nu hi taiyar hon vich time lagg gaya."
Inderjeet ne Raman vall ik mithi te ghoordi nazar maari, par sab de saamne kujh na bol saki.
Ose waqt rasoi vichon Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Gurjit Kaur baahar nikliyan. Inderjeet Kaur unna wall rasoi kol chlyi gyi. Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne coffee rang da silk suit paya si te sir te dupatta leya si. 48 49 saal di umar vich vi ohna da bhara jism te roop changi tarah chamak reha si. Gurjit Kaur ne fullan wale suit vich apni dhi vall vekhya.
Inderjeet ne turant Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te apni mata Gurjit Kaur de pairi hath layeya.
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Inderjeet nu gall naal laya te usde mathe nu chummya. "Jeondi reh dhiye! Khush reh. Chal dass, raat nu neend theek aayi? Koi dikkat taan nahi hoyi?"
Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal ekdum laal ho gaya. Usne neevi paa ke dabi aawaz vich keha, "Nahi Bebe ji... bilkul theek neend aayi. Sab theek si."
Gurjit Kaur ne apni dhi de glowing chehre te usde neck te halke daag vekh ke mazaakiya tone vich keha, "Vekh lai Paramjeet, dhi da chehra dass reha hai ki Raman ne raat nu bilkul vi chain naal saun nahi ditta hovega. Chehre te alag hi noor hai."
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne hass ke keha, "Haan Gurjit, munda saada poora jawan hai, fikar kyu kardi aen. Par nooh nu thakawat zaroor hoyi hovegi." Inderjeet da sharam naal bura haal ho gaya. Usne Bebe ji de hath fadh ke gall badlan layi keha, "Bebe ji... tusi mainu dasya ni ke Pehli Rasoi di rasam layi kheer kithe banauni hai? Main saareyan layi subah da mitha taiyar karna chaundi haan."
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne usde choode wale hathan nu chhoohya te keha, "Aaja putt rasoi vich. Saara saamaan taiyar hai. Desi ghee te dry fruits kaddh ke rakhe ne. Ajj tu apne hathan da swaad chakhha saanu."
Inderjeet Bebe ji te apni mata naal rasoi vall tur payi. Ose waqt barande de doosre passe ton Pooja kaale suit vich baahar nikli.
Pooja di nazar Inderjeet te ja tiki. Inderjeet da laal suit, usde hathan da maroon chooda te usdi halki-halki dard bhari chaal vekh ke Pooja da dimaag ekdum ghum gaya. Inderjeet di walk ton saaf pata lagg reha si ki raat nu Raman ne usdi fuddi te kinna heavy te deep attack kitta hovega.
Pooja de andar ik ajeeb hi jealousy te agg machi. Usne socheya ki Inderjeet taan ajj poori sardaarni bann ke lishak rahi hai te usnu raat nu poora maza milya hovega.
Pooja hauli-hauli rasoi vich aayi te buhe de kol khadi ho ke Inderjeet nu kheer di kadahi vich karchhi pherde vekhan laggi. "Kiven aa Inder!" Pooja ne hauli jehi aawaz vich keha.
Inderjeet ne piche mud ke vekhya te smile kiti, " Theek aan Pooja! Tu vi uth gayi? Aaja andar."
Pooja rasoi vich aayi te Inderjeet de bilkul kol khad gayi. Usne Inderjeet de choode nu chhoohya te usde kann kol aake dabi, naughty tone vich puchya,
"Inder... sach dass, swere swere edda sharma kyu rahi aan? Raati Raman jiju ne kinne round laye?"
Inderjeet da saah ek dum atakk gaya. Usne rasoi de baahar vekhya ki Bebe ji te Mata ji thodi door khade san. Usne Pooja nu hauli jehi kohni maari te dabi aawaz vich keha, "Tu besharam Janani... savere-savere eh keho jeha sawal puch rahi hain? Koi sun lavega taan ki sochega!"
Pooja ne akh maari te keha, "Koi nahi sun reha Inder. Mainu taan bas teri walk vekh ke hi pata lagg gaya si ki Sardaar ji ne poori sewa kiti hai. Poori raat cheekhan taan nahi nikliyan teriyan?"
Inderjeet ne sharam naal laal hunde hoye keha, "Pooja, tu chup kar ja! Tu vi jadon viah karwayengi taan pata laggega. Raman taan poore janwar ne... mera taan lakk aje tak dukh reha hai." Pooja di fuddi vich Inderjeet di eh gall sun ke achanak ik tez garmi da daura aaya. Usde dimaag vich Bapu Jarnail Singh da khayal aa gaya.
Pooja ne socheya, 'Je Raman jawan ho ke edda saand hai, taan ohda Bapu Jarnail Singh taan is ton vi double hovega. Bapu ji di bhari chhati te pagg da rohb vekh ke taan meri kachhi hun ton hi gilli ho rhi hai.'
Pooja ne Inderjeet vall vekh ke keha, "Sahi hai Inder, tu taan kismat wali aa. Par haveli vich taan vadde sardaar ji (Bapu Jarnail Singh) da rohb vi alag hi hai."
Inderjeet ne kheer vich elaichi paunde hoye keha, "Bapu ji taan poori haveli de Malik ne. Ohna de agge taan koi bol vi nahi sakda."
Rasoi vich kheer di mithi khushboo phail gayi si. Inderjeet ne kheer nu baate vich kaddheya te dry fruits naal garnishing kiti. Bebe Paramjeet Kaur andar aayi te kheer di khushboo vekh ke keha, "Wah dhiye! Khushboo taan bohut pyari aa rahi hai. Chal hun saareyan nu pehlan mitha vartayi-e."
Inderjeet te Pooja tray vich kheer de bowl te spoon rakh ke barande vich aaiyan. Vehde vich Bapu Jarnail Singh, Harnek Singh te Raman baithe san.
Inderjeet ne pehlan Bapu Jarnail Singh nu kheer da bowl phadaeya. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne pehla chamcha mooh vich paya te ohna de chehre te khushi aa gayi. "Aha! Khush kar ditta dhiye! Kheer vich desi ghee te elaichi da swaad ekdum shahi swaad hai. Tu taan pehle din hi saada dil jitt leya."
Harnek Singh ne vi kheer khadhi te keha, "Sahi gall hai Jarnail Singh ji, Inder di maa ne usnu saare kaam bohut changey sikhaye ne."
Raman ne kheer da bowl phadde hoye Inderjeet diyan akkhan vich vekhya te hauli jehe keha, "Kheer taan mithi hai hi, par banaun wali us ton vi vadh mithi hai."
Inderjeet sharmaandi hoyi piche hat ke Bebe ji kol khadi ho gayi.
Ose waqt Pooja, jo tray fadh ke khadi si, usdi nazar Bapu Jarnail Singh te ja tiki. Bapu ji kheer khande hoye mardaana style vich baithay san te ohna di chaudi chhati kurte vichon saaf jhalak rahi si.
Pooja de kaale suit thalle fuddi vich halki gilli sim-sim tez ho gayi. Usne dabe saah lende hoye Bapu Jarnail Singh de mardaana rohb nu vekhya. Usde dimaag vich aaya ki kaash Bapu ji usdi saari agg shant kar den.
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Pooja vall vekh ke keha, "Pooja Dhiye, tu vi kheer kha lai. Khadi kyu hain othe?"
Pooja ne turant apne khayalan ton baahar aunde hoye keha, "Haan Bebe ji... main vi khandi haan."
Haveli de pichle hisse vich purana te shant corridor si, jithe aam taur te parivaar de lok ghatt hi aunde san. Is corridor de naal hi ik vadda store-room si, jis vich purane sandooq, kachh de bhande te viah de extra saamaan de dabbe pye hoye san. Swer da samaa si te baaki saare jane vehde vich pehli rasoi te chah di mehfil vich masroof san.
Simran ne peele rang da suit paya hoya si. Usne vekhya ki Sameer haveli de is pichle corridor vich kalla khada phone te kujh vekh reha si. Simran da dil zor-zor naal dhadkan lagga. Gaddi wala proposal, raat da romantic mahaul te dovan vichkar hoyiyan deep gallan aje vi usde dimaag vich ghum rahiyan san.
Simran hauli-hauli kadam puttdi hoyi store-room de kol khade Sameer kol aa gayi.
Usne aase-paase vekhya ki koi hai taan nahi, te fer dabi aawaz vich keha, "Sameer... tusi ithe kalle ki kar rahe ho? Sare jane vehde vich baithe ne."
Sameer ne apna phone jeb vich paya te Simran nu vekh ke usde chehre te ik chamak aa gayi. Usne bina kise der de agge vadh ke Simran nu usdi baah ton fadhya te usnu khich ke sidha us purane store-room de andar lai gaya. Store-room da darwaza hauli jehe bhid gaya.
"Simran... main kadon da tuhada hi intzaar kar reha si," Sameer ne keha. Usdiyan akkhan vich ik alag hi hawas te pyaas si. "Us din Gaddi vich jo gallan hoyiyan san, ohna ton baad taan ik-ik pal kattna mushkil ho gaya hai." Simran ne apne bullan nu dandan thalle dabb leya te sharmaande hoye keha, "Saabat karo ki tusi sachi mere naal serious ho. Aidaan kalle vich aake baahan fadhniyan aasan hundiyan ne, par asal imtihaan taan hun shuru hunda hai."
Sameer ne bina waqt gavaye agge jhuk ke Simran de bullan te ik deep lip-lock kiss kar ditti. Usne Simran di gori neck te apne bull rakh ditte. Simran de moohon ik halki jehi siskari nikal gayi, usne apne doven hath Sameer de shoulders te rakh ditte.
Sameer da josh hor tez ho gaya. Usne apna ik hath Simran de peele suit di pichli dori vall kitta te dooja hath hauli jehe Simran de patt ton thlle lyande hoye usdi fuddi de kol salwar de utto hi rakh ditta. Usne baahar ton hi Simran di fuddi nu touch krn di koshish kiti.
Jiddan hi Sameer da hath Simran di fuddi te gaya, Simran da jism ek dum shiver kar gaya. Usne turant piche hat ke Sameer da hath zordaar tareeke naal rok laya te keha, "Nahi Sameer! Ruko... eh galat hai!"
Sameer, jo poore nashe vich si, usne hairani naal Simran vall vekhya te keha, "Galat kyu hai Simran? Tusi aape taan gaddi vich bolde si ki saadi love story start ho gayi hai. Fer hun piche kyu hatt rahe ho?"
Simran de chehre te gusse te sharam da mix bhaav aa gaya. Usne apne saah nu sambhalde hoye keha, "Main mana nahi kar rahi Sameer, par meri iko hi shart hai. Tusi pehlan Bapu ji kol jaake mera hath mango. Sade viah di gall pakki karo, fer mere jism te tuhada poora haq hovega. Bina viah ton main aidaan physical nahi hona." Sameer da chehra thoda utar gaya. Usne nirasha vich keha, "Simran, tusi vi ki shart rakh ditti hai! Bapu ji kol achanak viah di gall karni kinni aukhi hai, tusi jande ho. Aje taan Raman da viah hoya hai, aisi gall chhedni khatre ton khali nahi hai."
Simran ne apni chin uchi karke keha, "Fer bas! Jadon tak tusi mard bann ke mere Bapu ji ton mera rishtha nahi mangde, udon tak main tuhanu apne nede vi nahi aaun dena. Eh mera aakhri faisla hai."
Sameer ne jadon Simran di zidd vekhi, taan usda dil tuttan lagga. Usne piche store-room de sandooq te thoda udaas ho ke baithde hoye keha, "Tusi taan mainu poora fassa ditta Simran... Main tuhanu paun layi kujh vi karan layi taiyar haan, par Tuhade Bapu ji da darr taan lagda hi hai."
Par Sameer da dimaag chahe udaas ho gaya si, usda jism te mardaangi Simran de kareeb aunde hi poori tarah agg vich aa chukki si. Usde pajame vich 7-8 inch da lun poori tarah aakad ke sakht ho chukka si. Usda lunn pajme thlle khada hoya saaf nazar aa reha si.
Simran di nazar achanak Sameer de pajame te payi. Usne vekhya ki Sameer da lun inna sakht te mota ho chukka hai ki usda aakar saaf nazar aa reha si. Simran, jo umar te tajurbe vich aje bilkul nasamajh (naive) si, usne zindagi vich pehli vaar kise mard da asli khada hoya lun baahar ton vekhya si. Usda saah ek dum ruk gaya.
Sameer ne Simran nu apne lun vall ghoorde hoye vekhya, taan usne dabi aawaz vich keha, "Vekh lo Simran... tusi taan mainu mana karke baith gaye ho, par idhar mera haal vekho. Tuhade touch karde hi mera lun lohe waang khada ho gaya hai, te hun isnu shant karna tuhade hi hath vich hai."
Simran da dil dhak-dhak karan lagga. Usde bull sukk gaye. Usne darde hoye kadam agge patte te keha, "Sameer... eh... eh inna vadda kivein ho gaya? Main... main taan kadi edda kise da nahi vekhya."
"Eh taan bas shuruaat hai Simran," Sameer ne dabi tone vich keha, usdi aawaz vich hawas te dard doven mil chukke san. "Je tusi mera hath nahi fadhna te mainu touch vi nahi karan dena, taan ghatt-o-ghatt mera eh dukh taan door kar do. Mere pajame di zip khol ke apne soft hathan naal ik vaar mera lun baahar kaddh ke muth maar do. Kasam naal, saari udaasi door ho jaavegi."
Simran darr gayi. Usde hathan vich kambani chhid gayi. Usne apne dil te hath rakh ke keha, "Nahi Sameer! Main... main aidaan nahi kar sakdi! Koi aa gaya taan? Te... te main kadi hath vi nahi laya kise munde di is cheez nu."
"Koi nahi aunda ithe Simran, store-room da darwaza andar ton band hai," Sameer ne minnat bhari aawaz vich keha. "Bas ik vaar hath laa ke vekh lo, tuhanu aape maza aayega. Mera saah ghut reha hai."
Simran da nasamajh man pighalna shuru ho gaya. Usde andar ik ajeeb ji curiosity te darr da mishran bann gaya. Usne doonga saah lende hoye Sameer vall vekhya, jisda lun pajame vichon uchhal reha si.
Simran ne kambde hoye hathan nu agge vadhaya. Usne pehli vaar kise mard de pajame di zip nu hauli jehe fadh ke hethan khiskaeya. Jiddan hi zip khulli, Sameer da 7-inch da lun, jo pehlan hi poora garam ho rakheya si, ik jhatke vich baahar uchhal ke Simran de saamne aa gaya. Lun di motayi, usde tope da laal rang te usde utte aundiyan naasan (veins) vekh ke Simran diyan akkhan fatiyan diyan fatiyan reh gaiyan. Usne ghabra ke ik kadam piche hatan di koshish kiti, par Sameer ne usda hath fadh ke sidha apne lun te rakh ditta.
"AHHH! Simran..." Sameer de moohon tez siskari nikal gayi. "Vekh lo... kinna garam te sakht hai mera lun. Bas isnu muthi vich fadh lo."
Simran di gori hatheli jiddan hi Sameer de garam lun te lagi, usda poora jism garam lohe nu chhoohan vaang kamb gaya. Usde hath thode jehe kamb rahe san. Usne pehli vaar zindagi vich kise mard da edda nanga, jawan lun apne hath vich fadhya si.
"Sameer... eh... eh taan bohut garm hai!" Simran ne dabi, kambdi aawaz vich keha, usda chehra sharam te darr naal laal ho chukka si. Usdi nasamjh akkhan vich ik ajeeb jaha asar si.
"Haan Simran... eh sab sirf tuhade layi hai," Sameer ne keha. "Hun bas apne is gore hath nu uppar-thlle chalao. Jivein main kehnda haan, oddan hi karo."
Simran ne thodi himmat juta ke apne komal hathan nu Sameer de lun de tope ho fad ke usnu thlle karna shuru kitta. Usne pehli vaar kise mard di muth maarni shuru kiti si. Usnu samajh nahi aa rahi si ki kinna pressure paana hai, par jiddan-jiddan usdi hatheli lun de tope te ragad ho rahi si, Sameer de moohon bhyankar siskariyan nikal rahiyan san. "Uffff! Simran... aidaan hi... hauli-hauli upar-thlle karo!" Sameer ne apniyan akkhan band karke store-room di kandh naal sir tika leya. "Tuhade hathan di narami te garmi... mainu paagal kar rahi hai!"
Simran ne jadon vekhya ki usde hath karan Sameer inna sukhi ho reha hai, taan usde andar di jhijhak thodi ghatt ho gayi. Usne apni muthi nu thoda tight kitta te lun nu base ton lai ke tope tak tez-tez uppar-thlle chalaan laggi.
Simran diyan nasamajh akkhan Sameer de lun di movement nu iktak vekh rahiyan san. Usne sochya ki mard da jism kinna ajeeb te takda hunda hai. Usdi apni fuddi vich vi Sameer de is action nu vekh ke mitha-mitha paani chhutna shuru ho gaya si. Usde peele suit de thlle wali kachhi halki gilli ho chukki si.
"Sameer... bas...hor kinni der karna paina?" Simran ne thakde hoye hathan naal puchya, kyunki usde nazuk hathan nu edda zor naal muth maarna aaukha lagg reha si.
"Bas 2 minute Simran... main jhadan wala haan," Sameer ne tez saah chhadde hoye keha. Usde lun di skin te paani diyan halkiyan boondan chamkan laggiyan san. "Apni muthi thodi hor tez chalao... main bas hun niklan wala haan."
Simran ne Sameer di halat vekh ke apni speed thodi hor vadha ditti. Usne apne doven gore hathan naal Sameer de lun nu uppar-thlle rapid movement vich karna start kar dita.
"AHHH! SIMRAN! MAI... MAIN JHADAN LAGA HAAN!" Sameer ne uchi aawaz vich siskari maarde hoye keha.
Ik Tez jhatke de naal Sameer de lun de tope ton garam, safed maal diyan dhaaran tezi naal baahar nikal ke Simran de hathan te te peele suit de agge wale hisse te diggan laggiyan. Sameer da poora jism kamb ke thanda ho gaya. Usne tez saah chhadde te store-room di kandh naal dhonh laa layi. Simran ne jiddan hi vekhya ki Sameer de lun ton safed paani nikal ke usde hathan te lagg gaya hai, taan usne ek dum ghabra ke apne hath piche khich laye. Usda saah tez chal reha si.
"Haaye Rabba! Eh... eh ki nikal gaya?" Simran ne darr te sharam naal kambde hoye keha, usdiyan akkhan vich nasamjh hairangi si. "Main... main taan darr gayi si!"
Sameer ne apne saah nu sambhde hoye pajame di zip band kiti te Simran de naram gall te hath rakh ke keha, "Eh maal si Simran... jo sirf tuhade hathan di garmi karke nikalya hai. Tusi aje nasamjh ho, is layi tuhanu ajeeb lagg reha hai, par jiddan hi saada viah ho jaavega, tuhanu sab samajh aa jaavega."
Simran ne apne hathan nu apne suit naal saaf kitta, par usde dimaag vich Sameer de lun di image te oh safed paani da nikalna aje vi ghum reha si. Usne dabi tone vich keha, "Hun main chaldi haan, nahi taan sab nu shakk ho jaavega ki main ithe ki kar rahi si. Par yaad rakhiyo Sameer, pehlan Bapu ji ton mera hath mangna pavega, tahi agli vaar kujh hovega."
Sameer ne pyari jehi smile karke keha, "Theek hai Simran, main jald hi koi rasta kaddhda haan."
Simran ne turant store-room da darwaza kholya te aase-paase vekh ke chup-chap vehde vall vaapas chali gayi.
Swer de 7 vjj gaye san. Haveli de upper wale room di khidki vichon suraj di Roshni andar aa rahi si. Kamre di hawa vich ajje vi gulaab de phulan di mithi khushboo, kesar te suhaagrat di garam mehak poori tarah ghuli hoyi si.
Bed sheet poori tarah sliff ho chuki si te gulaab diyan patiyan zameen te phayliyan hoyiyan san. Bed de bilkul centre vich Inderjeet leti hoyi si. Usda gora jism sirf ik white patli chaadar naal dhakya hoya si. Usde shoulders, gori neck te chest de upper Raman de dite laal daag saaf nazar aa rahe san.
Inderjeet de dovaan hathan vich laal chooda sajya hoya si, jo har movement naal halki-halki mithi aawaz kar reha si.
Raman usde kol hi bed te baitha si. Usne chitta kurta te pyjama pa laya si, par usde kurte de button khule hoye san,jis vichon usdi chhati nazar aa rahi si. Raman ne Inderjeet de glowing, sharmile te rasile chehre vall vekhya te us de baalan di ik latt nu hauli jehe piche kitta.
Inderjeet ne apniyan akhan hauli hauli kholiyan. Us diyan akkhan vich raat di thakaawat de naal-naal ik alag hi gharwali wala nasha, vafadaari te mithaas si. Usde bullan te Raman nu vekh ke pyari jehi smile aa gayi.
"Swer ho gayi Sardaar ji... tusi inni savere uth vi gaye?" Inderjeet ne dabi, rasili aawaz vich puchya.
Raman ne aage jhuk ke usde mathay te kiss kiti te keha, "Jide kol tere varghi gharwali hove Inder, usnu neend kithon aandi hai? Main taan pichle aadhe ghante ton bas tainu hi ghoor reha si." Inderjeet de chehre te lali aagayi. Usne apne laal choode wale hath chaadar ton bahar kadhe te Raman di waist de aal-duale lapet laye. Choode di mithi aawaz room vich goonj uthi.
"Tusi vi na... raati char baar thokkn ton baad vi tuhada dil nahi bharya?" Inderjeet ne sharmilye style vich Raman diyan akkhan vich vekhde hoye keha. "Mera taan ang-ang dukh reha hai Raman. Uthan di himmat vi nahi ho rahi."
Raman ne usde shoulder te hath rakhya te usnu tight daboachde hoye mazaakiyan tone vich keha, "Ajj ton eh haveli tera nawa ghar hai Sardaarniye. Je savere hi aida dhiili chalegi, taan thlle Bebe te Bapu ji ki sochan ge ki nuh haje tak bed ton nahi uthi?"
Inderjeet ne turant chaadar nu side kita te aakhan waddiyan karke keha, "Haaye Rabba! Main taan bhul hi gayi si. Thlle Saare uth gaye honge! Mainu jaldi tyaar hona pawega, nahi taan pehle din hi meri thoo-thoo ho jawegi."
Raman ne hass ke usda hath phad laya te keha, "Fikar na kar Inder, Bebe nu pata hai ki raat nu Raman ne usdi nuh nu chain naal saon nahi ditta hovega. Koi kuch nahi bolda."
"Tusi taan besharam ho hi, mainu vi aapne vargha bana ke chhadoge," Inderjeet ne mithi ghoori vatde hoye keha. "Chhado mera haath, main bathroom jaana hai."
"Aida nahi chhadna," Raman ne us de bullan vall ishara kitta. "Pehlan swer di mithi greeting kiss deo, fer jaaiyo."
Inderjeet ne aage jhuk ke Raman de bullan te ek long, wet kiss ditti. Raman ne us di neck nu phad ke kiss nu hor deep kitta. Dovaan de saah ek vaar fer ton tezz ho gaye san.
Kiss todde hoye Inderjeet ne tezz saah laya te keha, "Hun bas karo Sardaar ji... Baki da romance raat nu kar leyo. Ajj pehle din haveli di rasoi vi sambhalni hai."
"Rasoi taan sambhal ho jawegi Inder, par pehlan eh dass... raat di thokai ton baad tera ki haal hai?" Raman ne usde lakk te hath rakh ke sexy aawaz vich puchya.
Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal ekdum laal ho gaya. Usne Raman di chest te halka mukka maarya te keha, "Ki haal puchde ho? Poori fuddi vicho haje tak sek nikal reha hai. Tuhada lunn poora bachedani tak bajda si."
"Taan fer maza aaya ke nahi?" Raman ne aakh mardeyan puchya.
"Bohut maza aaya..." Inderjeet ne dabi tone vich keha. "Main taan sochdi si ki tusi hauli hauli karoge, par tusi taan picheyon aida thokeya ki meriyan cheekan nikal gayiyan."
"Ajj raat nu fer ton ohi thokai honi hai," Raman ne hass ke keha.
"Haaye Rabba! Pehlan mainu aj da din taan langha lain do Sardaar ji," Inderjeet ne mazaak kitta.
Raman ne Inderjeet nu chhaddan di bajaye usnu baahan vich tight fad leya. "Ek gall dass Inder... jad main pichyon ghasse maarda si, taan tu man vich ki soch rahi si?"
Inderjeet ne Raman de seene te aapna muh tikaaya te hauli jehe keha, "Main bas eh hi soch rahi si ki Rab ne mainu kinna Takda te balwaan gharwala ditta hai. Pind diyan saariyan kudiyan tuhade te mar diyan san, par tusi mere hoye. Raat nu jado tusi mere upar si, taan mainu laga ki main saari duniya jitt lyi hai."
Raman ne usde gall te hauli jehi pich kiti, "Te main eh soch reha si ki meri Inder ton vadh sohni te vafadaar janani poore Punjab vich nahi mil sakdi. Tera eh laal chooda, tera jism te tera nature mainu poora paagal karda hai."
Inderjeet ne usde bullan nu hauli jehi dandan naal katteya, "Acha Ji? Haje taan pehli raat hi hoyi hai. Hawa vich naa udo zayada. Je daily savere aida hi romance karde rahe taan haveli de kam kaun karega?"
"Ha ha ha! Kam taan Bebe ji vi kar laange. Tu bas sardaarni ban ke baith," Raman ne keha.
"Nahi Raman, Pehli Rasoi hai meri aj. Main apne hathan naal sab layi kheer banauni hai. Je Bebe ji ne vekh laya ki main late ho gayi haan taan ki kehenge?" Inderjeet ne thodi tension naal keha.
Raman ne usde shoulder te hath rakh ke bed ton uthan vich usdi madad kiti. Inderjeet ne chaadar lapet ke bed ton pair hethan rakhe. Jiddan hi usne zameen te pair tikeya, usde moohon halki ahh nikli.
"AHH... Rabba!" Inderjeet ne aapna lakk phad laya.
Raman ne turant usnu sambhalya, "Ki hoya Inder? Dard ho reha hai?"
Inderjeet ne sharmande hoye Raman vall vekhya, "Hor ki hovega? Raati tusi mainu 4 vaar poora andar tak khol dita.. Pattan vich te fuddi vich meetha-meetha dard ho reha hai. Te lagda hai pair vi bhaare ho gaye ne."
Raman ne hass ke keha, "Taan main tainu bathroom tak chakk ke lai chalda haan."
"Nahi nahi! Koi vekh levega taan ki sochega? Main aape challe jandi haan," Inderjeet ne hassde hoye keha te hauli-hauli steps chaldi hoyi bathroom vall gayi.
10 minute ton baad Inderjeet bathroom vichon bahar nikli. Usne apne baal toliye naal sukhaan ton baad unhan da pyara jeha juda bana laya si. Us de chehre te suhaagrat da nasha te glow saaf chamak reha si.
Usne bed te rakhya apna nawa laal suit chakya. Eh dark laal rang da heavy silk suit si, jis di neckline te sunehri zari da bhari kaam Kita hoya si. Raman dressing table kol khada ho ke apna kurta set kar reha si. Usne sheeshe vichon Inderjeet nu suit paande hoye vekhya. Inderjeet ne dupatta sar te leya te gale vich gold necklace paya. Us de hathan vich chooda pehlan ton hi saajya hoya si.
Raman aake Inderjeet de bilkul piche khad gaya.Usne Inderjeet di waist nu dovaan hathan vich daboachya te mirror vich usnu vekhya.
"Raman... ki kar rahe ho? Suit set karn do," Inderjeet ne mirror vich Raman nu vekhde hoye keha.
"Main taan bas apni sardaarni nu vekh reha haan," Raman ne usde shoulder te apna thodi tikan de hoye keha. "Ajj tu sachi haveli di asli malkin lag rahi hain. Eh laal rang tera roop nu double kar reha hai." Inderjeet ne piche ghum ke Raman de collar nu theek kitta te keha, "Tusi vi eh cream kurte-pajame vich ghat nahi lag rahe Sardaar ji. Tuhade naal khad ke mainu proud feel hunda hai."
"Taan fer thlle chaliye?" Raman ne puchya.
"Haan, tyaar haan main," Inderjeet ne keha. "Par ek gal yaad rakhiyo... Thlle sab de samne aida mere vall naa vekhiyo, nahi taan Pooja te Simran ne mazaak udaana."
"Mazaak ton kaun darda hai Inder? Viah hoya hai saada, koi chori thodi kiti hai," Raman keha.
Inderjeet de bullan te smile aa gyi, usde choode di mithi aawaz poore kamre vich goonj uthi. Doven ik doosre da hath phad ke kamre vichon bahar nikle te hethan vehde vall paudiyan utaran lage Inderjeet te Raman hauli-hauli paudiyan utar ke hethan vehde vich aaye. Vehde vich swer di taazi hawa si te elaichi wali chah di mithi khushboo phaili hoyi si.
Vehde vich Bapu Jarnail Singh te Harnek Singh kursi te baith ke subah da newspaper padh rahe san te garma-garam chah de ghut bhar rahe san. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne brown kurta-pajama paya si te peeli pagg banni hoyi si. Harnek Singh ne vi kurta pajama paeya hoya si. Navi-vyahi jodi nu hethan aundeyan vekh ke Bapu Jarnail Singh ne newspaper side te rakhya te ohna de chehre te ik smile aa gayi.
"Aaa Raman Putt ! Sat Sri Akal," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi aawaz vich keha. "Vekho Harnek Singh ji, tuhadi dhi te saada munda kidaan haveli di shaan bann ke hethan aa rahe ne."
Harnek Singh ne vi smile kiti te Inderjeet vall vekhya. Inderjeet ne turant agge ho ke Bapu Jarnail Singh te apne Bapu Harnek Singh de pairi hath laye. Usde laal choode di mithi chhan-chhan saare vehde vich goonj uthi.
"Jeondi reh dhiye! Rab tainu hamesha khush rakhe te is haveli vich tere bhag naal hamesha raunak rahe," Harnek Singh ne dhi de sir te hath rakhde hoye ashirwad ditta. Inderjeet ne sharmaande hoye apna laal dupatta sir te hor agge kitta te dabi tone vich keha, "Sat Sri Akal Bapu ji... Tusi Swere hi uth gaye? Main thoda late ho gayi."
Bapu Jarnail Singh ne hass ke keha, "Koi gall nahi Inder Putt! Viah ton agli swer vele thoda time lagg hi janda hai. Tu taan hun is ghar di sardaarni hain, tera pehla din hai, fikar na kar."
Raman ne Bapu ji kol aake kursi te baithde hoye keha, "Bapu ji, main taan kadon da utheya si, bas Inder nu hi taiyar hon vich time lagg gaya."
Inderjeet ne Raman vall ik mithi te ghoordi nazar maari, par sab de saamne kujh na bol saki.
Ose waqt rasoi vichon Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Gurjit Kaur baahar nikliyan. Inderjeet Kaur unna wall rasoi kol chlyi gyi. Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne coffee rang da silk suit paya si te sir te dupatta leya si. 48 49 saal di umar vich vi ohna da bhara jism te roop changi tarah chamak reha si. Gurjit Kaur ne fullan wale suit vich apni dhi vall vekhya.
Inderjeet ne turant Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te apni mata Gurjit Kaur de pairi hath layeya.
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Inderjeet nu gall naal laya te usde mathe nu chummya. "Jeondi reh dhiye! Khush reh. Chal dass, raat nu neend theek aayi? Koi dikkat taan nahi hoyi?"
Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal ekdum laal ho gaya. Usne neevi paa ke dabi aawaz vich keha, "Nahi Bebe ji... bilkul theek neend aayi. Sab theek si."
Gurjit Kaur ne apni dhi de glowing chehre te usde neck te halke daag vekh ke mazaakiya tone vich keha, "Vekh lai Paramjeet, dhi da chehra dass reha hai ki Raman ne raat nu bilkul vi chain naal saun nahi ditta hovega. Chehre te alag hi noor hai."
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne hass ke keha, "Haan Gurjit, munda saada poora jawan hai, fikar kyu kardi aen. Par nooh nu thakawat zaroor hoyi hovegi." Inderjeet da sharam naal bura haal ho gaya. Usne Bebe ji de hath fadh ke gall badlan layi keha, "Bebe ji... tusi mainu dasya ni ke Pehli Rasoi di rasam layi kheer kithe banauni hai? Main saareyan layi subah da mitha taiyar karna chaundi haan."
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne usde choode wale hathan nu chhoohya te keha, "Aaja putt rasoi vich. Saara saamaan taiyar hai. Desi ghee te dry fruits kaddh ke rakhe ne. Ajj tu apne hathan da swaad chakhha saanu."
Inderjeet Bebe ji te apni mata naal rasoi vall tur payi. Ose waqt barande de doosre passe ton Pooja kaale suit vich baahar nikli.
Pooja di nazar Inderjeet te ja tiki. Inderjeet da laal suit, usde hathan da maroon chooda te usdi halki-halki dard bhari chaal vekh ke Pooja da dimaag ekdum ghum gaya. Inderjeet di walk ton saaf pata lagg reha si ki raat nu Raman ne usdi fuddi te kinna heavy te deep attack kitta hovega.
Pooja de andar ik ajeeb hi jealousy te agg machi. Usne socheya ki Inderjeet taan ajj poori sardaarni bann ke lishak rahi hai te usnu raat nu poora maza milya hovega.
Pooja hauli-hauli rasoi vich aayi te buhe de kol khadi ho ke Inderjeet nu kheer di kadahi vich karchhi pherde vekhan laggi. "Kiven aa Inder!" Pooja ne hauli jehi aawaz vich keha.
Inderjeet ne piche mud ke vekhya te smile kiti, " Theek aan Pooja! Tu vi uth gayi? Aaja andar."
Pooja rasoi vich aayi te Inderjeet de bilkul kol khad gayi. Usne Inderjeet de choode nu chhoohya te usde kann kol aake dabi, naughty tone vich puchya,
"Inder... sach dass, swere swere edda sharma kyu rahi aan? Raati Raman jiju ne kinne round laye?"
Inderjeet da saah ek dum atakk gaya. Usne rasoi de baahar vekhya ki Bebe ji te Mata ji thodi door khade san. Usne Pooja nu hauli jehi kohni maari te dabi aawaz vich keha, "Tu besharam Janani... savere-savere eh keho jeha sawal puch rahi hain? Koi sun lavega taan ki sochega!"
Pooja ne akh maari te keha, "Koi nahi sun reha Inder. Mainu taan bas teri walk vekh ke hi pata lagg gaya si ki Sardaar ji ne poori sewa kiti hai. Poori raat cheekhan taan nahi nikliyan teriyan?"
Inderjeet ne sharam naal laal hunde hoye keha, "Pooja, tu chup kar ja! Tu vi jadon viah karwayengi taan pata laggega. Raman taan poore janwar ne... mera taan lakk aje tak dukh reha hai." Pooja di fuddi vich Inderjeet di eh gall sun ke achanak ik tez garmi da daura aaya. Usde dimaag vich Bapu Jarnail Singh da khayal aa gaya.
Pooja ne socheya, 'Je Raman jawan ho ke edda saand hai, taan ohda Bapu Jarnail Singh taan is ton vi double hovega. Bapu ji di bhari chhati te pagg da rohb vekh ke taan meri kachhi hun ton hi gilli ho rhi hai.'
Pooja ne Inderjeet vall vekh ke keha, "Sahi hai Inder, tu taan kismat wali aa. Par haveli vich taan vadde sardaar ji (Bapu Jarnail Singh) da rohb vi alag hi hai."
Inderjeet ne kheer vich elaichi paunde hoye keha, "Bapu ji taan poori haveli de Malik ne. Ohna de agge taan koi bol vi nahi sakda."
Rasoi vich kheer di mithi khushboo phail gayi si. Inderjeet ne kheer nu baate vich kaddheya te dry fruits naal garnishing kiti. Bebe Paramjeet Kaur andar aayi te kheer di khushboo vekh ke keha, "Wah dhiye! Khushboo taan bohut pyari aa rahi hai. Chal hun saareyan nu pehlan mitha vartayi-e."
Inderjeet te Pooja tray vich kheer de bowl te spoon rakh ke barande vich aaiyan. Vehde vich Bapu Jarnail Singh, Harnek Singh te Raman baithe san.
Inderjeet ne pehlan Bapu Jarnail Singh nu kheer da bowl phadaeya. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne pehla chamcha mooh vich paya te ohna de chehre te khushi aa gayi. "Aha! Khush kar ditta dhiye! Kheer vich desi ghee te elaichi da swaad ekdum shahi swaad hai. Tu taan pehle din hi saada dil jitt leya."
Harnek Singh ne vi kheer khadhi te keha, "Sahi gall hai Jarnail Singh ji, Inder di maa ne usnu saare kaam bohut changey sikhaye ne."
Raman ne kheer da bowl phadde hoye Inderjeet diyan akkhan vich vekhya te hauli jehe keha, "Kheer taan mithi hai hi, par banaun wali us ton vi vadh mithi hai."
Inderjeet sharmaandi hoyi piche hat ke Bebe ji kol khadi ho gayi.
Ose waqt Pooja, jo tray fadh ke khadi si, usdi nazar Bapu Jarnail Singh te ja tiki. Bapu ji kheer khande hoye mardaana style vich baithay san te ohna di chaudi chhati kurte vichon saaf jhalak rahi si.
Pooja de kaale suit thalle fuddi vich halki gilli sim-sim tez ho gayi. Usne dabe saah lende hoye Bapu Jarnail Singh de mardaana rohb nu vekhya. Usde dimaag vich aaya ki kaash Bapu ji usdi saari agg shant kar den.
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Pooja vall vekh ke keha, "Pooja Dhiye, tu vi kheer kha lai. Khadi kyu hain othe?"
Pooja ne turant apne khayalan ton baahar aunde hoye keha, "Haan Bebe ji... main vi khandi haan."
Haveli de pichle hisse vich purana te shant corridor si, jithe aam taur te parivaar de lok ghatt hi aunde san. Is corridor de naal hi ik vadda store-room si, jis vich purane sandooq, kachh de bhande te viah de extra saamaan de dabbe pye hoye san. Swer da samaa si te baaki saare jane vehde vich pehli rasoi te chah di mehfil vich masroof san.
Simran ne peele rang da suit paya hoya si. Usne vekhya ki Sameer haveli de is pichle corridor vich kalla khada phone te kujh vekh reha si. Simran da dil zor-zor naal dhadkan lagga. Gaddi wala proposal, raat da romantic mahaul te dovan vichkar hoyiyan deep gallan aje vi usde dimaag vich ghum rahiyan san.
Simran hauli-hauli kadam puttdi hoyi store-room de kol khade Sameer kol aa gayi. Usne aase-paase vekhya ki koi hai taan nahi, te fer dabi aawaz vich keha, "Sameer... tusi ithe kalle ki kar rahe ho? Sare jane vehde vich baithe ne."
Sameer ne apna phone jeb vich paya te Simran nu vekh ke usde chehre te ik chamak aa gayi. Usne bina kise der de agge vadh ke Simran nu usdi baah ton fadhya te usnu khich ke sidha us purane store-room de andar lai gaya. Store-room da darwaza hauli jehe bhid gaya.
"Simran... main kadon da tuhada hi intzaar kar reha si," Sameer ne keha. Usdiyan akkhan vich ik alag hi hawas te pyaas si. "Us din Gaddi vich jo gallan hoyiyan san, ohna ton baad taan ik-ik pal kattna mushkil ho gaya hai." Simran ne apne bullan nu dandan thalle dabb leya te sharmaande hoye keha, "Saabat karo ki tusi sachi mere naal serious ho. Aidaan kalle vich aake baahan fadhniyan aasan hundiyan ne, par asal imtihaan taan hun shuru hunda hai."
Sameer ne bina waqt gavaye agge jhuk ke Simran de bullan te ik deep lip-lock kiss kar ditti. Usne Simran di gori neck te apne bull rakh ditte. Simran de moohon ik halki jehi siskari nikal gayi, usne apne doven hath Sameer de shoulders te rakh ditte.
Sameer da josh hor tez ho gaya. Usne apna ik hath Simran de peele suit di pichli dori vall kitta te dooja hath hauli jehe Simran de patt ton thlle lyande hoye usdi fuddi de kol salwar de utto hi rakh ditta. Usne baahar ton hi Simran di fuddi nu touch krn di koshish kiti.
Jiddan hi Sameer da hath Simran di fuddi te gaya, Simran da jism ek dum shiver kar gaya. Usne turant piche hat ke Sameer da hath zordaar tareeke naal rok laya te keha, "Nahi Sameer! Ruko... eh galat hai!"
Sameer, jo poore nashe vich si, usne hairani naal Simran vall vekhya te keha, "Galat kyu hai Simran? Tusi aape taan gaddi vich bolde si ki saadi love story start ho gayi hai. Fer hun piche kyu hatt rahe ho?"
Simran de chehre te gusse te sharam da mix bhaav aa gaya. Usne apne saah nu sambhalde hoye keha, "Main mana nahi kar rahi Sameer, par meri iko hi shart hai. Tusi pehlan Bapu ji kol jaake mera hath mango. Sade viah di gall pakki karo, fer mere jism te tuhada poora haq hovega. Bina viah ton main aidaan physical nahi hona." Sameer da chehra thoda utar gaya. Usne nirasha vich keha, "Simran, tusi vi ki shart rakh ditti hai! Bapu ji kol achanak viah di gall karni kinni aukhi hai, tusi jande ho. Aje taan Raman da viah hoya hai, aisi gall chhedni khatre ton khali nahi hai."
Simran ne apni chin uchi karke keha, "Fer bas! Jadon tak tusi mard bann ke mere Bapu ji ton mera rishtha nahi mangde, udon tak main tuhanu apne nede vi nahi aaun dena. Eh mera aakhri faisla hai."
Sameer ne jadon Simran di zidd vekhi, taan usda dil tuttan lagga. Usne piche store-room de sandooq te thoda udaas ho ke baithde hoye keha, "Tusi taan mainu poora fassa ditta Simran... Main tuhanu paun layi kujh vi karan layi taiyar haan, par Tuhade Bapu ji da darr taan lagda hi hai."
Par Sameer da dimaag chahe udaas ho gaya si, usda jism te mardaangi Simran de kareeb aunde hi poori tarah agg vich aa chukki si. Usde pajame vich 7-8 inch da lun poori tarah aakad ke sakht ho chukka si. Usda lunn pajme thlle khada hoya saaf nazar aa reha si.
Simran di nazar achanak Sameer de pajame te payi. Usne vekhya ki Sameer da lun inna sakht te mota ho chukka hai ki usda aakar saaf nazar aa reha si. Simran, jo umar te tajurbe vich aje bilkul nasamajh (naive) si, usne zindagi vich pehli vaar kise mard da asli khada hoya lun baahar ton vekhya si. Usda saah ek dum ruk gaya.
Sameer ne Simran nu apne lun vall ghoorde hoye vekhya, taan usne dabi aawaz vich keha, "Vekh lo Simran... tusi taan mainu mana karke baith gaye ho, par idhar mera haal vekho. Tuhade touch karde hi mera lun lohe waang khada ho gaya hai, te hun isnu shant karna tuhade hi hath vich hai."
Simran da dil dhak-dhak karan lagga. Usde bull sukk gaye. Usne darde hoye kadam agge patte te keha, "Sameer... eh... eh inna vadda kivein ho gaya? Main... main taan kadi edda kise da nahi vekhya."
"Eh taan bas shuruaat hai Simran," Sameer ne dabi tone vich keha, usdi aawaz vich hawas te dard doven mil chukke san. "Je tusi mera hath nahi fadhna te mainu touch vi nahi karan dena, taan ghatt-o-ghatt mera eh dukh taan door kar do. Mere pajame di zip khol ke apne soft hathan naal ik vaar mera lun baahar kaddh ke muth maar do. Kasam naal, saari udaasi door ho jaavegi."
Simran darr gayi. Usde hathan vich kambani chhid gayi. Usne apne dil te hath rakh ke keha, "Nahi Sameer! Main... main aidaan nahi kar sakdi! Koi aa gaya taan? Te... te main kadi hath vi nahi laya kise munde di is cheez nu."
"Koi nahi aunda ithe Simran, store-room da darwaza andar ton band hai," Sameer ne minnat bhari aawaz vich keha. "Bas ik vaar hath laa ke vekh lo, tuhanu aape maza aayega. Mera saah ghut reha hai."
Simran da nasamajh man pighalna shuru ho gaya. Usde andar ik ajeeb ji curiosity te darr da mishran bann gaya. Usne doonga saah lende hoye Sameer vall vekhya, jisda lun pajame vichon uchhal reha si.
Simran ne kambde hoye hathan nu agge vadhaya. Usne pehli vaar kise mard de pajame di zip nu hauli jehe fadh ke hethan khiskaeya. Jiddan hi zip khulli, Sameer da 7-inch da lun, jo pehlan hi poora garam ho rakheya si, ik jhatke vich baahar uchhal ke Simran de saamne aa gaya. Lun di motayi, usde tope da laal rang te usde utte aundiyan naasan (veins) vekh ke Simran diyan akkhan fatiyan diyan fatiyan reh gaiyan. Usne ghabra ke ik kadam piche hatan di koshish kiti, par Sameer ne usda hath fadh ke sidha apne lun te rakh ditta.
"AHHH! Simran..." Sameer de moohon tez siskari nikal gayi. "Vekh lo... kinna garam te sakht hai mera lun. Bas isnu muthi vich fadh lo."
Simran di gori hatheli jiddan hi Sameer de garam lun te lagi, usda poora jism garam lohe nu chhoohan vaang kamb gaya. Usde hath thode jehe kamb rahe san. Usne pehli vaar zindagi vich kise mard da edda nanga, jawan lun apne hath vich fadhya si.
"Sameer... eh... eh taan bohut garm hai!" Simran ne dabi, kambdi aawaz vich keha, usda chehra sharam te darr naal laal ho chukka si. Usdi nasamjh akkhan vich ik ajeeb jaha asar si.
"Haan Simran... eh sab sirf tuhade layi hai," Sameer ne keha. "Hun bas apne is gore hath nu uppar-thlle chalao. Jivein main kehnda haan, oddan hi karo."
Simran ne thodi himmat juta ke apne komal hathan nu Sameer de lun de tope ho fad ke usnu thlle karna shuru kitta. Usne pehli vaar kise mard di muth maarni shuru kiti si. Usnu samajh nahi aa rahi si ki kinna pressure paana hai, par jiddan-jiddan usdi hatheli lun de tope te ragad ho rahi si, Sameer de moohon bhyankar siskariyan nikal rahiyan san. "Uffff! Simran... aidaan hi... hauli-hauli upar-thlle karo!" Sameer ne apniyan akkhan band karke store-room di kandh naal sir tika leya. "Tuhade hathan di narami te garmi... mainu paagal kar rahi hai!"
Simran ne jadon vekhya ki usde hath karan Sameer inna sukhi ho reha hai, taan usde andar di jhijhak thodi ghatt ho gayi. Usne apni muthi nu thoda tight kitta te lun nu base ton lai ke tope tak tez-tez uppar-thlle chalaan laggi.
Simran diyan nasamajh akkhan Sameer de lun di movement nu iktak vekh rahiyan san. Usne sochya ki mard da jism kinna ajeeb te takda hunda hai. Usdi apni fuddi vich vi Sameer de is action nu vekh ke mitha-mitha paani chhutna shuru ho gaya si. Usde peele suit de thlle wali kachhi halki gilli ho chukki si.
"Sameer... bas...hor kinni der karna paina?" Simran ne thakde hoye hathan naal puchya, kyunki usde nazuk hathan nu edda zor naal muth maarna aaukha lagg reha si.
"Bas 2 minute Simran... main jhadan wala haan," Sameer ne tez saah chhadde hoye keha. Usde lun di skin te paani diyan halkiyan boondan chamkan laggiyan san. "Apni muthi thodi hor tez chalao... main bas hun niklan wala haan."
Simran ne Sameer di halat vekh ke apni speed thodi hor vadha ditti. Usne apne doven gore hathan naal Sameer de lun nu uppar-thlle rapid movement vich karna start kar dita.
"AHHH! SIMRAN! MAI... MAIN JHADAN LAGA HAAN!" Sameer ne uchi aawaz vich siskari maarde hoye keha.
Ik Tez jhatke de naal Sameer de lun de tope ton garam, safed maal diyan dhaaran tezi naal baahar nikal ke Simran de hathan te te peele suit de agge wale hisse te diggan laggiyan. Sameer da poora jism kamb ke thanda ho gaya. Usne tez saah chhadde te store-room di kandh naal dhonh laa layi. Simran ne jiddan hi vekhya ki Sameer de lun ton safed paani nikal ke usde hathan te lagg gaya hai, taan usne ek dum ghabra ke apne hath piche khich laye. Usda saah tez chal reha si.
"Haaye Rabba! Eh... eh ki nikal gaya?" Simran ne darr te sharam naal kambde hoye keha, usdiyan akkhan vich nasamjh hairangi si. "Main... main taan darr gayi si!"
Sameer ne apne saah nu sambhde hoye pajame di zip band kiti te Simran de naram gall te hath rakh ke keha, "Eh maal si Simran... jo sirf tuhade hathan di garmi karke nikalya hai. Tusi aje nasamjh ho, is layi tuhanu ajeeb lagg reha hai, par jiddan hi saada viah ho jaavega, tuhanu sab samajh aa jaavega."
Simran ne apne hathan nu apne suit naal saaf kitta, par usde dimaag vich Sameer de lun di image te oh safed paani da nikalna aje vi ghum reha si. Usne dabi tone vich keha, "Hun main chaldi haan, nahi taan sab nu shakk ho jaavega ki main ithe ki kar rahi si. Par yaad rakhiyo Sameer, pehlan Bapu ji ton mera hath mangna pavega, tahi agli vaar kujh hovega."
Sameer ne pyari jehi smile karke keha, "Theek hai Simran, main jald hi koi rasta kaddhda haan."
Simran ne turant store-room da darwaza kholya te aase-paase vekh ke chup-chap vehde vall vaapas chali gayi.
