Adultery Inderjeet : Ik Adhuri Khawahish

[Gursimran Kaur]

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[Gursimran Kaur]

Next update mam kdo a rhaa

Jaldi hi G. Likh rahi aan

 

[Jorajatt22]

Ik eh das sakde o story vich picture kiwe add hundi a

 

[arushi_dayal]

Phoola Nale mehake Bistar te baithi si navi vyahi rann

Aaj ta poori raat hi laina se usne nave khasam da lan

pairan vich payi se jhanjra Hathan de vich chooda

naram naran bulla de utte lipstick da rang ghooda

Adhi raat nu nava khasam jad kamre de vich vadya

Lal jode vich dekh inder nu nasha ja usnu chadya

Pehla ta holi jaya chakya usne navi rann da ghund

Hath vich fad ke maslan laga fer usdi chaudi bund

Dandan de naal kholan laga ider de blouse di dori

Nange hunde hi ho gayi inder Sharm haya naal dohri

Tez tez saha naal honde si mamme utte thale

Apne haath vich fad ke mamme inder di ho gayi balle

Hath vada ke raman ne fer jhat di inder da lehnga vi lata

Chuk ke lat inder di raman ne fuddi vich lan fasata

Fuddi de vich lan fasa inder ne picho di sat jor di maari

Inder di Dhuni tak fer jake vaji lulle fo sat karari

Pehle dhake vich var gaya ghoosi vich raman da motta lulla

Cheek nikal gayi ek dhake vich te inder da munh reh gaya khulla

Har jor de dhake naal jad taate jake fuddi naal milde

Fuddi te vajdi har sat naal inder de 38 de mamme hilde

kehni Inder haye sardara main ta pehle vi chudi batheri

par apne motte lulle de naal tu ajj fer to fuddi fad ti meri

Duje round layi raman ne navi rann bister te pati lamme

Dova hathan vich fad ke jat fer chupan lag gaya mamme

Kehndi inder haye sardara tu ta fuddi fer to gilli karti meri

Dhak de poora lauda meri fuddi vich hun hor layo deri

Raman ne man ke gal inder di dhakka ik jor di lata

Jhotte ne bas eko dhake vich inder nu swarg dikhata

Chan chan karda chuda fuddi te vajde har dhake de naal

Bol na jatiye kina maja aa raya raman inder nu kare swal

Sahi sahi hoyi inder boli holi jayi kol karke raman da kan

Bachedani tak jake vajda hai khasma tera eh motta lun

Agle round to pehle chat layi fuddi tanga nu kar ke khula

Fer te navi vyahi rann to raman ne chuswaya apna lulla

Tije round ch banata kuti te khad gaya piche nu aake

Gilli tarsi fuddi vich vaad ta lulla ik jor di dhaka lake

Savere 4 vaje tak raman ne rann di fuddi 4 var vajayi

Navi vyahi rann de fudde vich bhar diti apni garam malai

 

[Gursimran Kaur]

Phoola Nale mehake Bistar te baithi si navi vyahi rann

Aaj ta poori raat hi laina se usne nave khasam da lan

pairan vich payi se jhanjra Hathan de vich chooda

naram naran bulla de utte lipstick da rang ghooda

Adhi raat nu nava khasam jad kamre de vich vadya

Lal jode vich dekh inder nu nasha ja usnu chadya

Pehla ta holi jaya chakya usne navi rann da ghund

Hath vich fad ke maslan laga fer usdi chaudi bund

Dandan de naal kholan laga ider de blouse di dori

Nange hunde hi ho gayi inder Sharm haya naal dohri

Tez tez saha naal honde si mamme utte thale

Apne haath vich fad ke mamme inder di ho gayi balle

Hath vada ke raman ne fer jhat di inder da lehnga vi lata

Chuk ke lat inder di raman ne fuddi vich lan fasata

Fuddi de vich lan fasa inder ne picho di sat jor di maari

Inder di Dhuni tak fer jake vaji lulle fo sat karari

Pehle dhake vich var gaya ghoosi vich raman da motta lulla

Cheek nikal gayi ek dhake vich te inder da munh reh gaya khulla

Har jor de dhake naal jad taate jake fuddi naal milde

Fuddi te vajdi har sat naal inder de 38 de mamme hilde

kehni Inder haye sardara main ta pehle vi chudi batheri

par apne motte lulle de naal tu ajj fer to fuddi fad ti meri

Duje round layi raman ne navi rann bister te pati lamme

Dova hathan vich fad ke jat fer chupan lag gaya mamme

Kehndi inder haye sardara tu ta fuddi fer to gilli karti meri

Dhak de poora lauda meri fuddi vich hun hor layo deri

Raman ne man ke gal inder di dhakka ik jor di lata

Jhotte ne bas eko dhake vich inder nu swarg dikhata

Chan chan karda chuda fuddi te vajde har dhake de naal

Bol na jatiye kina maja aa raya raman inder nu kare swal

Sahi sahi hoyi inder boli holi jayi kol karke raman da kan

Bachedani tak jake vajda hai khasma tera eh motta lun

Agle round to pehle chat layi fuddi tanga nu kar ke khula

Fer te navi vyahi rann to raman ne chuswaya apna lulla

Tije round ch banata kuti te khad gaya piche nu aake

Gilli tarsi fuddi vich vaad ta lulla ik jor di dhaka lake

Savere 4 vaje tak raman ne rann di fuddi 4 var vajayi

Navi vyahi rann de fudde vich bhar diti apni garam malai

Wow.. very creative g

 

[Gursimran Kaur]

Update 28

Dopehar de 2.30 vajj chuke san. Puraane time di bani is haveli vich is waqt ekdum shanti te sannaata phailya hoya si. Baahar dhupp kafi tez si, jis karke parivaar de saare lok apne-apne kamreyan vich aaram kar rahe san. Raman te Inderjeet apne upar wale room vich san, Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Mata Gurjit Kaur vi dupehare thodi der layi let gaiyan san.

Haveli de hethle hisse vich bani baithak vich thandak si. Baithak diyan baddiyan khidkiyan te parde latak rahe san, jis karke andar halki te naram roshni aundi si. Is baithak vich zaroori kagaz, almariyan te ik wadda leather da sofa peya si.

Bapu Jarnail Singh is waqt baithak vich kalle baithe san. Ohna ne apna kurta utaar ke side te chair te rakheya hoya si te sirf banyan te pajame vich baithe san. 50 saal di umar vich vi ohna di tall height, chaudi baalan wali chest te kaali te halki chiti daadhi ohna nu ik alag hi shahi te mardaana rohb dindi si. Ohna de hath vich sharaab da ik glass si, jis vich oh thodi saunf wali desi sharaab pa ke hauli-hauli ghut bhar rahe san.

Ose waqt corridor vichon Pooja hauli-hauli kadam puttdi hoyi baithak vall aa rahi si. Pooja ne kaale suit da dupatta apne gale vich lapeteya hoya si. Usde mind vich aje tak subah waliyan gallan ghum rahiyan san—jivein Inderjeet ne usnu Raman de jor baare dassya si.

Pooja di fuddi subah ton hi gilli te agg waang tappan laggi hoyi si. Usne socheya si ki je Raman jawan mard ho ke inna aggressive hai, taan ohna da Bapu Jarnail Singh taan poori haveli da asli mard hovega.

Pooja de hath vich pittal di tray si, jis vich ik wadda glass thandi lassi da bhareya hoya si. Usne baithak de darwaze de baahar khad ke andar vekhya. Bapu Jarnail Singh nu bina kurte ton, sirf banyan vich ohna di bhari chest te broad shoulders nu vekh ke Pooja da dil ek dum zor naal dhadkan lagga. Usde kachhi vich achanak tez paani di sim-sim shuru ho gayi.

Pooja ne deep saah leya, apne suit nu halka set kitta te hauli jehi aawaz vich bolli, "Bapu ji... Main andar aa jaavan?"

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne khali glass table te rakhya te apna chehra utte chukkya. Ohna diyan gehriyan, akkhan ne Pooja vall vekhya.

"Aaja kudiye... Aaja," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni bhaari te dabi tone vich keha. "Swer di Raunak ton baad hun poori haveli saun rahi hai, tu aje tak jaag rahi hain?"

Pooja hauli-hauli agge vadhi. Usde pairan di jhanjr di halki khankad baithak di shanti vich goonj uthi. Usne lassi di tray table te rakhi te neevi paa ke bolli, "Bebe ji ne keha si ki Bapu ji layi thandi lassi lai ja... Dupehar nu sharaab to baad lassi changi hundi hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja vall vekhya. Ohna di tajurbekar nazar Pooja de kaale suit di neck cut te tight breasts te ja tiki. Bapu ji ne ek lamba saah khichde hoye lassi da glass chukkya.

"Rakh de kudiye... Tu bohut dhyan rakhdi hain mera," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne lassi da ik ghut bhareya te Pooja vall vekh ke smile kiti. "Lassi taan bohut mithi te thandi banayi hai. Eh dass, Raman di Bebe ne banayi hai ya tu aape apne hathan naal taiyar kiti hai?"

Pooja ne neevi paa ke, apne suit de palle nu hathan vich ghuttde hoye keha, "Main aape hi banayi hai Bapu ji... Main socheya tuhanu garmi vich thandak mil jaavegi."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne lassi da glass table te rakheya. Ohna ne baithak da darwaza jo halka khulya si, us vall vekhya te fer Pooja vall dhyan ditta. Ohna di 50 saal di umar da tajurba Pooja diyan akkhan vich chhupi hawas, darr te sharam nu ik second vich phad chukka si.

"Pooja..." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne achanak apni garajdi aawaz nu ekdum gehri te dabi tone vich badal ke aawaz ditti.

Pooja da dil ek dum rukk gaya. Usne apniyan palkan chukk ke Bapu ji diyan tez akkhan vich vekhya. "Haan... Haan Bapu ji?"

"Tu ik gall dass kudiye," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne sofe te thoda agge nu jhukde hoye keha, ohna di baalan wali chest te garmi Pooja nu clear feel ho rahi si.

"Pichle do dinan ton main vekh reha haan... Tu mere agge-piche bohut ghumdi hain. Har choti cheez da dhyan rakhdi hain. Ki gall hai? Koi takleef hai ya mere ton kujh chaundi hain?"

Pooja da chehra sharam te darr naal ekdum laal-sooha ho gaya. Usne turant apne doven hath agge karke dabi tone vich keha, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji! Aisi koi gall nahi hai. Main taan bas... bas tuhadi sewa kar rahi si. Tusi taan haveli de vadde sardaar ho."

Bapu Jarnail Singh halka jeha hassya. Ohna ne glass nu ik passe kitta te sofa ton uth ke khade ho gaye. Bapu ji jadon Pooja de bilkul saamne aake khade hoye, taan Pooja ohna di chest tak hi aundi si. Ohna di physique te aura ne Pooja nu pagal kar dita si.

"Pooja... Jatt di nazar ton koi cheez nahi chhup sakdi," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja de ekdum nede aunde hoye deep tone vich keha. "Teriyan akkhan vich jo chal reha hai, oh main changi tarah samajhda haan. Tu sharma rahi hain, par tere chehre da nasha kujh hor bol reha hai."

Pooja da saah tez chalan lagga. Usde kaale suit de thalle usde bhare mumme up-down hon lagge. Usne dabi aawaz vich keha, "Bapu ji... Sab saun rahe ne... Koi aa jaavega..."

"Koi nahi aunda ithe," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni bhaari aawaz vich keha. Ohna ne apna hath agge vadha ke Pooja di thodi nu apniyan unglian naal fadh laya te usda chehra utte chukkya.

Jiddan hi Bapu ji de sakhat hathan da touch Pooja di chin te laggeya, Pooja di fuddi vich ik jhatka lagga. Usde pairan vichon jaan niklan laggi.
"Bapu ji..." Pooja de moohon ik dabi siskari wargi aawaz nikli.

"Bol kudiye... Darr na," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usdi thoddi nu fadhe hoye usdiyan akkhan vich akkhan paa ke keha. "Dass, Inderjeet de viah ton baad tere mann vich ki chal reha hai? Tu Raman nu vekh ke paagal hain ya is jatt di mardaangi te tera dil aa gaya hai?"

Pooja diyan akkhan band hon laggiyan. Usne Bapu ji de garam saah nu apne chehre te feel kitta. Oh sach bolan ton darde hoye vi, apni agg nu rok na saki.

"Bapu ji... Tusi... Tusi poori haveli de raje ho," Pooja ne sharmaande hoye dabi, rasili tone vich keha. "Tuhada eh rohb... Tuhadi eh chaudi chhati te sardaari... Mainu... Mainu bohut pyari lagdi hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh de chehre te ik jatt wali proud smile aa gayi. Ohna ne Pooja di chin nu chhad ke apna hath Pooja di gori gardan te rakheya te usnu hauli jeha dabb leya.

"Acha? Taan eh gall si..." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usde kann kol aake apni dabi, aawaz vich keha. "Taan tu is 50 saal de jatt di garmi chakhna chaundi hain kudiye?"

Pooja da poora jism shiver kar gaya. Usne Bapu ji di banyan de upper ton ohna di chest te apna hath rakh ditta. Bapu ji di hikk da sek te ohna diyan tez dhadkanan Pooja nu poora paagal kar rahiyan san.

"Bapu ji... Main taan kadi socheya vi nahi si ki tusi mere naal aidaan gall karoge," Pooja ne saah chhadde hoye keha. "Par Inderjeet ne jadon ton dassya hai... Mera mann tuhade layi poora tappan lag geya hai."

"Inderjeet ne ki dassya?" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne akkhan waddiyan karke mazaakiya andaz vich puchya.

"Ohi... Ki Raman kinna tez hai..." Pooja ne sharmaande hoye neevi paa layi. "Taan main socheya... Ki Bapu ji taan Raman ton vi vadde mard honge."

Bapu Jarnail Singh hasse, "Hahaha! Kudiye... Raman taan aje munda hai. Saada tajurba te saada stamina taan oh aje soch vi nahi sakda. Jatt ne je ik vaar tainu daboach laya, taan tu swer tak uthan jogi nahi rahengi."

Pooja di fuddi vich paani diyan dhaaran baahar nikal ke usdi kachhi nu poora wet kar chukiyan san. Usne Bapu ji de pajame vall vekhya, jithe ohna di mardaangi halki ubhar rahi si.

Pooja ne dabi tone vich keha, "Mainu pata hai Bapu ji... Tuhade agge taan koi kudi vi nahi tikk sakdi."
Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja di waist nu dovan hathan vich dabb leya te usnu apne bilkul nede khich laya. Dovan de jism aapas vich takra gaye. Bapu ji di chest Pooja de mummeyan naal press ho gayi.

"Dass fer kudiye... Hune is baithak vich tera eh darr door karaan ya shaam da wait karungi?" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usde gal te apni daadhi ragadde hoye puchya.

Pooja ne Bapu ji di back te apne hath lapet laye te siskari lain laggi, "AHH... Bapu ji... Hale taan sare saun rahe ne... Tusi jo karna hai kar lo... Main tuhadi haan."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usdi dhon te ik deep, wet kiss ditti. Ohna da hath Pooja di waist ton hethan slip hon lagga.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja di waist ton apna hath hauli jehe piche hata laya, par ohna diyan tez akkhan vich aje vi ik lalach te mardaani garmi saaf chamak rahi si. Baithak di halki roshni vich dovan de saah thode tez chal rahe san.

"Nahi kudiye.." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne dabi tone vich keha, usdi aawaz vich tajurba te sakhti si. "Ithe baithak vich risk wadda hai. Din da samaa hai, koyi ghar da banda kade vi andar aa sakda hai. Saadi izzat te is haveli de rohb te kade daag nahi lagna chahida."

Pooja, jo pehlan hi agg vich tapp rahi si, usne thoda udas hoke Bapu ji vall vekhya. Usde suit de thalle fuddi vichon paani diyan dhaaran lagataar nikal rahiyan san. Usne hauli saah lende hoye keha, "Taan... Taan fer ki kariye Bapu ji? Mainu taan lagda hai main tuhade bina ik pal vi hor nahi reh sakdi."

Bapu Jarnail Singh hssya te apni daadhi te hath pherde hoye keha, "Jatt kade vi bina planning ton shikar nahi karda. Shaam painde hi pind di motor te light aa jandi hai te main roz othe panni check karan jaanda haan. Shaam nu saare jane pichle vehde vich ya kisse kamm vich busy honge."

Pooja diyan akkhan vich chamak aa gayi. Usne turant puchya, "Taan... Taan motor wale kamre vich milna hai Bapu ji?"

"Haan!" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne akh maarde hoye keha. "Shaam nu suraj dhalde hi tu chup-chap pichle raste ton khetan wali motor te aa jaavin. Othe manje te bannda tenu ghodi. Ajj raat teri saari agg hamesha layi shant kar dyanga."

Pooja ne khushi te hawas naal kambde hoye sir hila ditta, "Theek hai Bapu ji... Main zaroor aa jawangi. Koi mainu nahi rok sakda."

Raman te Inderjeet haveli de upar wale kamre vich san. Dupehar di tez dhupp karke parde agge kite hoye san, jis naal kamre vich ik halki, warm te shant roshni phaili hoyi si. AC di mithi sarr-sarr di aawaz te gulaab di mithi mehak hawa vich aje vi ghuli hoyi si.

Inderjeet bed te leti hoyi si. Usne subah wala laal suit pa rakheya si, par dupatta side te peya si. Usde dovan hathan vich laal rang da chooda sajeya hoya si. Inderjeet de shoulder te dhon te raat wale Raman de dite, laal daag hale vi saaf lishak rahe san. Usda gora chehra te glowing skin sohni lagg rahi si, par raat di chudayi te subah di pehli rasoi karke usde jism vich thodi thakawat saaf dikh rahi si.

Raman, jo cream kurte-pajame vich si, bed de kande te aake baith gaya. Usne Inderjeet de laal choode wale hath nu apne hathan vich le lya. Choode di mithi chhan-chhan di awaaz aayi.

Raman ne Inderjeet de glowing chehre vall vekhya te usde baalan di ik latt nu hauli jehe piche kitta.
"Sardaarni ji... thak gaye ho lagda?" Raman ne deep te pyari tone vich puchya.

Inderjeet ne apniyan ghaniyan palkan chukk ke Raman diyan tez akkhan vich jhaakya. Usne laal choode wale hath naal Raman di broad wrist nu fadh laya te bullan te pyari smile le aayi.

"Thakna taan lazmi hai Sardaar ji..." Inderjeet ne dabi, rasili aawaz vich keha. "Raat nu tusi chaar vaar meri fuddi nu edda thokya ki subah ton mere lakk te thighs vichon sek nikal reha hai. Us ton baad savere-savere uth ke pehli rasoi vich kheer banana... mera taan ang-ang dukh reha hai."

Raman mazaakiya style vich hssya te Inderjeet de shoulder te hath rakh ke usnu halka press kitta. "Acha? Par subah jadon tu Bebe te Mata ji kol rasoi vich khadi si, taan tera chehra taan bohut lishak reha si. Pehli rasoi di kheer da swaad taan sab nu bohut pasand aaya."

Inderjeet ne sharmaande hoye neevi paa layi. "Oh taan Bebe ji te Bapu ji da maan hai jo ohna ne meri tareef kiti. Par tusi... tusi taan sab de saamne vi mere vall edda vekh rahe si ke mera sharam naal bura haal ho reha si."

Raman ne agge jhuk ke Inderjeet de gori gal te ik kiss kiti. "Gharwali te pyaar naal nazar na tikawaan taan kihde te tikawaan Inder? Tu taan ajj poori Sunkhi naar lagg rahi aa."

Inderjeet ne Raman di chest te hath maareya te keha, "Tusi gallan bohut mithiyan karde ho Raman. Par eh dasso, dupehar nu saare saun rahe ne te tusi ithe mere kol aake baith gaye. Tuhanu neend nahi aundi?"

"Tere kol aake neend kithon aa sakdi hai dhiye?" Raman ne usde lakk te hath rakh ke dabi, dirty tone vich puchya. "Main taan soch reha si ki dupehar da shant mahaul hai, kyu na ik chhota jeha round fer ton ho jaave?"

Inderjeet da saah ek dum rukk gaya. Usne akkhan waddiyan karke Raman vall vekhya te turant doven hath agge karke keha, "Haaye Rabba! Na Sardaar ji, na! Meharbaani karo mere te! Hale taan meri fuddi da dard vi ghatt nahi hoya, tusi fer ton agg laan nu firde ho!"

Raman ne usda laal choode wala hath fadya te akh maarde hoye keha, "Dard hai ya maza hai Inder? Sachi dass, raat nu jadon main ghodi bnake chodeya si, taan maza aaya si ki nahi?"

Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal ekdum laal ho gaya. Usne apne laal suit de dupatte nu dandan thalle dabb laya te keha, "Tusi... tusi bohut besharam ho gaye ho Raman! Aida diyan gallan vi koi puchda hai? Pata taan hai tuhanu... tusi poore janwar ho."

"Janwar haan tabhi taan apni rani nu satisfy rakhda haan," Raman ne hass ke keha te Inderjeet de suit di neckline vall hath vadhaya. "Chal ghatt-o-ghatt ik vaar kiss taan karan de."

Raman ne Inderjeet nu bed te hauli jehi piche nu lita ditta te usde utte aa gaya. Inderjeet ne apne doven laal choode wale hath Raman di dhon aale-duale lapet laye. Choode di mithi aawaz poore kamre vich goonj uthi.

Raman ne Inderjeet de gulabi bullan te apne bull rakh ditte. Dovan diyan jeebhan aapas vich takran laggiyan. Raman ne Inderjeet de lower lip nu tez-tez chuseya te Inderjeet ne vi poori wafadaari te mithaas naal usda saath ditta.

Kiss todde hoye Inderjeet ne tez saah leya. Usde bhare 38D boobs suit de thalle up-down hon lagge.
"Raman... bas karo..." Inderjeet ne rasili tone vich siskari lainde hoye keha. "Ajj dupehar nu mainu thoda aaram karan do. Raat nu jo karna hove kar layo."

Raman ne usde gall te chummi ditti te keha, "Theek hai meri sardaarni ji. Ajj dupehar nu fikar na kar, tainu aaram hi milega. Par raat nu fer koi reham nahi hovega."

Inderjeet ne pyari smile ditti te Raman di chest naal sir tika laya. Doven ik doosre diyan baahan vich let ke dupehar di shanti vich aaram karan lagge.

Shaam de 6 vajj chuke san. Suraj di laal-sunehri roshni haveli de vehde vich phail rahi si. Din di tez dhupp hun dhal chukki si te haveli vich shaam di taazi, mithi hawa chalni shuru ho gayi si.

Vehde de ik kande te Bapu Jarnail Singh te Bapu Harnek Singh chairs te baithe san. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni maroon sardaari pagg poori tight banni hoyi si. Harnek Singh ji vi baithe chah de ghut bhar rahe san. Raman vi ohna de kol hi baitha apni khetan di zameen te phasal baare gallan kar reha si.

Ose waqt haveli de pichle corridor vich Sameer ik passe khada kalla hi pareshani vich chakkar katt reha si. Usde dimaag vich store-room wala incident lagataar ghum reha si—jithe Simran ne usde lulle di muth taan maar ditti si, par ik saaf shart vi rakh ditti si ki pehlan Bapu ji ton hath mang ke viah pakka karo, fer hi agge kadi jism nu hath laan devegi.

Sameer ne apne Cargo pajame te shirt nu set kitta. Usda dil zor-zor naal dhadak reha si. Usne socheya, 'Je ajj main Bapu Harnek Singh ya Bapu Jarnail Singh kol jaake Simran di gall na kiti, taan Simran mainu kadi apne nede nahi aaun devegi. Par Bapu ji di garajdi aawaz de agge gall shuru kivein karaan?'

Sameer ne himmat jutayi te hauli-hauli kadam puttda hoya vehde vall aaya.

Room de andar wale parde pichon Simran Sameer nu hi vekh rahi si. Simran de peele suit di pichli dori dhilli hoyi si te usdiyan akkhan vich Sameer layi ik clear ishara si—"Jao te Bapu ji naal gall karo!"

Sameer chalda hoya Bapu Jarnail Singh te Harnek Singh diyan chairs kol aake khada ho gaya.
"Sat Sri Akal Bapu ji..." Sameer ne dabi te thodi kambdi aawaz vich keha.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne chah da cup table te rakhya te apniyan akkhan chukk ke Sameer vall vekhya.
"Sat Sri Akal Putt... Haan Sameer, ki gall hai? Subah ton vekh reha haan tu thoda pareshan te ghumsum ghum reha hain," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi, heavy tone vich puchya.

Harnek Singh ne vi Sameer vall vekhya, "Haan puttar, koi dikkat hai taan dass? Koi tension hai?"

Sameer de gale vich thukk sukk gaya. Usne parde pichon vekh rahi Simran vall ik nazar maari, fer Bapu Harnek Singh vall vekh ke boleya, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji, saamaan di koi tension nahi hai. Bas... main ik zaroori gall karni chahundi si..."

Raman ne chah da sip lainde hoye mazaakiya andaz vich keha, "Bol Sameer, kehri gall hai? Tu taan edda darr reha hain jivein kise da katal karke aaya hovein."

Sameer ne saah khichya te keha, "Uncle Harnek Singh ji... Main... Main Simran baare gall karni si. Mainu lagda hai ki Simran da viah... hun sahi umar vich ho jaana chahida hai... te... te je tusi..."

Jiddan hi Sameer ne 'Simran da viah' keha, Bapu Harnek Singh da chehra ekdum gambhir ho gaya. Ohna ne chair te agge nu ho ke Sameer diyan akkhan vich vekhya.

"Simran de viah di gall?" Harnek Singh ne rohbdaar tone vich keha. "Sameer puttar, Simran saadi kudi hai te Inderjeet di bhain hai. Usde viah da faisla main aape sahi time te karaange. Tu achanak is gall nu kyu chhed reha hain? Koi rishta hai tere dhyan vich?"

Sameer da dil baith gaya. Us ton agge bolan di himmat hi nahi hoyi ki 'oh rishta main aape haan'. Bapu Harnek Singh di sakhti te Bapu Jarnail Singh di nazar ne usnu andar ton hila ke rakh ditta.

Sameer ne turant gall badalde hoye neevi paa ke keha, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji... Main taan bas edda hi keha si... Koi specific rishta nahi si... Main taan bas... bas aidaan hi bol ditta."

Bapu Jarnail Singh halka jeha hassya te keha, "Chal koi nahi puttar. Viah-shaadi de fainsle vadde bande aape karde ne. Tu aje jawan hain, tension na lai. Ja, jaake chah pi."

Parde pichon khadi Simran ne jadon vekhya ki Sameer Bapu ji de agge darr ke piche hatt gaya, taan usne gusse vich parda chhad ditta te piche nu ghum gayi. Sameer pareshan ho ke piche mud gaya.

Ose waqt rasoi vichon Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Mata Gurjit Kaur baahar nikliyan. Ohna de naal Inderjeet te Pooja vi tray vich chah de baaki cups lai ke aayiyan.

Inderjeet ne apne laal-soohe suit vich, hathan vich chooda khankande hoye sab nu chah vartayi. Raman ne Inderjeet diyan akkhan vich vekh ke pyari smile ditti, jis naal Inderjeet da chehra fer ton sharam naal laal ho gaya.

Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Pooja vall vekhya, jo kaale suit vich khadi si te usdiyan akkhan baithak te khetan wale raste vall baar-baar ja rahiyan san.
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Mata Gurjit Kaur vall vekh ke keha, "Vekh Gurjit, Inder di eh sehli Pooja vi bohut pyari kudi hai. Inderjeet dass rhi si ke pooja usdi bahut saalan to saheli hai. Ithe aayi nu aje parson hi do din hoye ne viah te par do dinan vich hi isne saare parivaar nu apna bana leya."

Mata Gurjit Kaur ne smile kiti te keha, "Haan Paramjeet, Inderjeet taan pehlan hi dassdi si ki Pooja usdi sab ton changi saheli hai. Pehlan aapa isnu nahi jaande si, par do dinan vich hi eh haveli de saare kamma vich agge ho ke hath vata rahi hai."

Harnek Singh ji ne chah da cup phadde hoye keha, "Sahi gall hai. Pooja taan saadi dhi wargi hi hai. Idw lagda hi nahi ki eh parayi kudi hai."

Pooja ne neevi paa ke, apne suit de palle nu set karde hoye dabi aawaz vich keha, "Shukriya Bapu ji... Inderjeet meri pehlan ton hi bohut changi dost hai, is layi mere layi eh haveli vi apne ghar wargi hi hai."

Par Pooja da dimaag gallan vich ghatt te Bapu Jarnail Singh de mardaana rohb vich zyada si. Dupehar nu baithak vich Bapu ji naal hoye kaand te ohna di garmi Pooja nu aje takk tadpa rahi si.

Pooja ne socheya, 'Haveli wale taan mainu sirf Inderjeet di dost samajh ke pyaar de rahe ne... Par ohna nu ki pata ki is 50 saal de vadde Sardaar Jarnail Singh ne mere andar agg laga ditti hai. Ajj shaam nu motor wale kamre vich jo hovega, us baare koi soch vi nahi sakda.'

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni chah piti te kursi ton uth ke khade ho gaye. Ohna ne apne kurte di sleeves nu fold kitta.

"Chal Raman Putt.. Main zara khetan vall ja reha haan," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi aawaz vich keha. "6 vajj gaye ne. Light aan da time ho gaya hai. Main pichle khetan wali motor te jaake paani te generator check kar aawaan."

Raman ne uthde hoye keha, "Bapu ji... Main naal chalda haan tuhade?"

"Nahi nahi!" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne turant hath agge karke rohb naal keha. "Tu navi-vyahi sadi nuh kol baith. Tera hun haveli vich rehna zaroori hai. Main aape motor te gehda maar ke aunda haan. Mera ghante da kamm hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne inna keh ke haveli de mukh darwaze vall kadam vadha ditte.

Jiddan hi Bapu ji bahar nikalan lagge, ohna ne ik second layi piche mud ke Pooja vall vekhya. Ohna diyan tez, experienced akkhan ne Pooja nu ik clear secret ishara ditta—"Time ho gaya hai kudiye... khetan wali motor te aa ja!"

Pooja di fuddi pehla to hi gilli ho chukki si. Usne gehra saah leya te Bebe ji vall vekh ke keha.

"Bebe ji... Main pichle vaade vichon thodi sajbi todd ke leondi haan, roti wgera da time vi hon hi wala hai."

"Haan puttar, ja lai aa," Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne keha.

Pooja turant pichle raste vall nikal gayi. Usda dil zor-zor naal dhadak reha si.

Haveli vich shaam di shanti phail rahi si te suraj khetan piche dhal reha si.

 

[Azhar22]

Nice update dear. I'm sure pooja di chudai wild rough dirty hoegi poori .

 

[Gursimran Kaur]

Nice update dear. I'm sure pooja di chudai wild rough dirty hoegi poori .

Thnks G. Soch ta rahi aa par unni support nahi aa rehi readers wllo.

 

[Itzinder]

Owsmmmm

Update 28

Dopehar de 2.30 vajj chuke san. Puraane time di bani is haveli vich is waqt ekdum shanti te sannaata phailya hoya si. Baahar dhupp kafi tez si, jis karke parivaar de saare lok apne-apne kamreyan vich aaram kar rahe san. Raman te Inderjeet apne upar wale room vich san, Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Mata Gurjit Kaur vi dupehare thodi der layi let gaiyan san.

Haveli de hethle hisse vich bani baithak vich thandak si. Baithak diyan baddiyan khidkiyan te parde latak rahe san, jis karke andar halki te naram roshni aundi si. Is baithak vich zaroori kagaz, almariyan te ik wadda leather da sofa peya si.

Bapu Jarnail Singh is waqt baithak vich kalle baithe san. Ohna ne apna kurta utaar ke side te chair te rakheya hoya si te sirf banyan te pajame vich baithe san. 50 saal di umar vich vi ohna di tall height, chaudi baalan wali chest te kaali te halki chiti daadhi ohna nu ik alag hi shahi te mardaana rohb dindi si. Ohna de hath vich sharaab da ik glass si, jis vich oh thodi saunf wali desi sharaab pa ke hauli-hauli ghut bhar rahe san.

Ose waqt corridor vichon Pooja hauli-hauli kadam puttdi hoyi baithak vall aa rahi si. Pooja ne kaale suit da dupatta apne gale vich lapeteya hoya si. Usde mind vich aje tak subah waliyan gallan ghum rahiyan san—jivein Inderjeet ne usnu Raman de jor baare dassya si.

Pooja di fuddi subah ton hi gilli te agg waang tappan laggi hoyi si. Usne socheya si ki je Raman jawan mard ho ke inna aggressive hai, taan ohna da Bapu Jarnail Singh taan poori haveli da asli mard hovega.

Pooja de hath vich pittal di tray si, jis vich ik wadda glass thandi lassi da bhareya hoya si. Usne baithak de darwaze de baahar khad ke andar vekhya. Bapu Jarnail Singh nu bina kurte ton, sirf banyan vich ohna di bhari chest te broad shoulders nu vekh ke Pooja da dil ek dum zor naal dhadkan lagga. Usde kachhi vich achanak tez paani di sim-sim shuru ho gayi.

Pooja ne deep saah leya, apne suit nu halka set kitta te hauli jehi aawaz vich bolli, "Bapu ji... Main andar aa jaavan?"

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne khali glass table te rakhya te apna chehra utte chukkya. Ohna diyan gehriyan, akkhan ne Pooja vall vekhya.

"Aaja kudiye... Aaja," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni bhaari te dabi tone vich keha. "Swer di Raunak ton baad hun poori haveli saun rahi hai, tu aje tak jaag rahi hain?"

Pooja hauli-hauli agge vadhi. Usde pairan di jhanjr di halki khankad baithak di shanti vich goonj uthi. Usne lassi di tray table te rakhi te neevi paa ke bolli, "Bebe ji ne keha si ki Bapu ji layi thandi lassi lai ja... Dupehar nu sharaab to baad lassi changi hundi hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja vall vekhya. Ohna di tajurbekar nazar Pooja de kaale suit di neck cut te tight breasts te ja tiki. Bapu ji ne ek lamba saah khichde hoye lassi da glass chukkya.

"Rakh de kudiye... Tu bohut dhyan rakhdi hain mera," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne lassi da ik ghut bhareya te Pooja vall vekh ke smile kiti. "Lassi taan bohut mithi te thandi banayi hai. Eh dass, Raman di Bebe ne banayi hai ya tu aape apne hathan naal taiyar kiti hai?"

Pooja ne neevi paa ke, apne suit de palle nu hathan vich ghuttde hoye keha, "Main aape hi banayi hai Bapu ji... Main socheya tuhanu garmi vich thandak mil jaavegi."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne lassi da glass table te rakheya. Ohna ne baithak da darwaza jo halka khulya si, us vall vekhya te fer Pooja vall dhyan ditta. Ohna di 50 saal di umar da tajurba Pooja diyan akkhan vich chhupi hawas, darr te sharam nu ik second vich phad chukka si.

"Pooja..." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne achanak apni garajdi aawaz nu ekdum gehri te dabi tone vich badal ke aawaz ditti.

Pooja da dil ek dum rukk gaya. Usne apniyan palkan chukk ke Bapu ji diyan tez akkhan vich vekhya. "Haan... Haan Bapu ji?"

"Tu ik gall dass kudiye," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne sofe te thoda agge nu jhukde hoye keha, ohna di baalan wali chest te garmi Pooja nu clear feel ho rahi si.

"Pichle do dinan ton main vekh reha haan... Tu mere agge-piche bohut ghumdi hain. Har choti cheez da dhyan rakhdi hain. Ki gall hai? Koi takleef hai ya mere ton kujh chaundi hain?"

Pooja da chehra sharam te darr naal ekdum laal-sooha ho gaya. Usne turant apne doven hath agge karke dabi tone vich keha, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji! Aisi koi gall nahi hai. Main taan bas... bas tuhadi sewa kar rahi si. Tusi taan haveli de vadde sardaar ho."

Bapu Jarnail Singh halka jeha hassya. Ohna ne glass nu ik passe kitta te sofa ton uth ke khade ho gaye. Bapu ji jadon Pooja de bilkul saamne aake khade hoye, taan Pooja ohna di chest tak hi aundi si. Ohna di physique te aura ne Pooja nu pagal kar dita si.

"Pooja... Jatt di nazar ton koi cheez nahi chhup sakdi," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja de ekdum nede aunde hoye deep tone vich keha. "Teriyan akkhan vich jo chal reha hai, oh main changi tarah samajhda haan. Tu sharma rahi hain, par tere chehre da nasha kujh hor bol reha hai."

Pooja da saah tez chalan lagga. Usde kaale suit de thalle usde bhare mumme up-down hon lagge. Usne dabi aawaz vich keha, "Bapu ji... Sab saun rahe ne... Koi aa jaavega..."

"Koi nahi aunda ithe," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni bhaari aawaz vich keha. Ohna ne apna hath agge vadha ke Pooja di thodi nu apniyan unglian naal fadh laya te usda chehra utte chukkya.

Jiddan hi Bapu ji de sakhat hathan da touch Pooja di chin te laggeya, Pooja di fuddi vich ik jhatka lagga. Usde pairan vichon jaan niklan laggi.
"Bapu ji..." Pooja de moohon ik dabi siskari wargi aawaz nikli.

"Bol kudiye... Darr na," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usdi thoddi nu fadhe hoye usdiyan akkhan vich akkhan paa ke keha. "Dass, Inderjeet de viah ton baad tere mann vich ki chal reha hai? Tu Raman nu vekh ke paagal hain ya is jatt di mardaangi te tera dil aa gaya hai?"

Pooja diyan akkhan band hon laggiyan. Usne Bapu ji de garam saah nu apne chehre te feel kitta. Oh sach bolan ton darde hoye vi, apni agg nu rok na saki.

"Bapu ji... Tusi... Tusi poori haveli de raje ho," Pooja ne sharmaande hoye dabi, rasili tone vich keha. "Tuhada eh rohb... Tuhadi eh chaudi chhati te sardaari... Mainu... Mainu bohut pyari lagdi hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh de chehre te ik jatt wali proud smile aa gayi. Ohna ne Pooja di chin nu chhad ke apna hath Pooja di gori gardan te rakheya te usnu hauli jeha dabb leya.

"Acha? Taan eh gall si..." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usde kann kol aake apni dabi, aawaz vich keha. "Taan tu is 50 saal de jatt di garmi chakhna chaundi hain kudiye?"

Pooja da poora jism shiver kar gaya. Usne Bapu ji di banyan de upper ton ohna di chest te apna hath rakh ditta. Bapu ji di hikk da sek te ohna diyan tez dhadkanan Pooja nu poora paagal kar rahiyan san.

"Bapu ji... Main taan kadi socheya vi nahi si ki tusi mere naal aidaan gall karoge," Pooja ne saah chhadde hoye keha. "Par Inderjeet ne jadon ton dassya hai... Mera mann tuhade layi poora tappan lag geya hai."

"Inderjeet ne ki dassya?" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne akkhan waddiyan karke mazaakiya andaz vich puchya.

"Ohi... Ki Raman kinna tez hai..." Pooja ne sharmaande hoye neevi paa layi. "Taan main socheya... Ki Bapu ji taan Raman ton vi vadde mard honge."

Bapu Jarnail Singh hasse, "Hahaha! Kudiye... Raman taan aje munda hai. Saada tajurba te saada stamina taan oh aje soch vi nahi sakda. Jatt ne je ik vaar tainu daboach laya, taan tu swer tak uthan jogi nahi rahengi."

Pooja di fuddi vich paani diyan dhaaran baahar nikal ke usdi kachhi nu poora wet kar chukiyan san. Usne Bapu ji de pajame vall vekhya, jithe ohna di mardaangi halki ubhar rahi si.

Pooja ne dabi tone vich keha, "Mainu pata hai Bapu ji... Tuhade agge taan koi kudi vi nahi tikk sakdi."
Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja di waist nu dovan hathan vich dabb leya te usnu apne bilkul nede khich laya. Dovan de jism aapas vich takra gaye. Bapu ji di chest Pooja de mummeyan naal press ho gayi.

"Dass fer kudiye... Hune is baithak vich tera eh darr door karaan ya shaam da wait karungi?" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usde gal te apni daadhi ragadde hoye puchya.

Pooja ne Bapu ji di back te apne hath lapet laye te siskari lain laggi, "AHH... Bapu ji... Hale taan sare saun rahe ne... Tusi jo karna hai kar lo... Main tuhadi haan."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usdi dhon te ik deep, wet kiss ditti. Ohna da hath Pooja di waist ton hethan slip hon lagga.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja di waist ton apna hath hauli jehe piche hata laya, par ohna diyan tez akkhan vich aje vi ik lalach te mardaani garmi saaf chamak rahi si. Baithak di halki roshni vich dovan de saah thode tez chal rahe san.

"Nahi kudiye.." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne dabi tone vich keha, usdi aawaz vich tajurba te sakhti si. "Ithe baithak vich risk wadda hai. Din da samaa hai, koyi ghar da banda kade vi andar aa sakda hai. Saadi izzat te is haveli de rohb te kade daag nahi lagna chahida."

Pooja, jo pehlan hi agg vich tapp rahi si, usne thoda udas hoke Bapu ji vall vekhya. Usde suit de thalle fuddi vichon paani diyan dhaaran lagataar nikal rahiyan san. Usne hauli saah lende hoye keha, "Taan... Taan fer ki kariye Bapu ji? Mainu taan lagda hai main tuhade bina ik pal vi hor nahi reh sakdi."

Bapu Jarnail Singh hssya te apni daadhi te hath pherde hoye keha, "Jatt kade vi bina planning ton shikar nahi karda. Shaam painde hi pind di motor te light aa jandi hai te main roz othe panni check karan jaanda haan. Shaam nu saare jane pichle vehde vich ya kisse kamm vich busy honge."

Pooja diyan akkhan vich chamak aa gayi. Usne turant puchya, "Taan... Taan motor wale kamre vich milna hai Bapu ji?"

"Haan!" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne akh maarde hoye keha. "Shaam nu suraj dhalde hi tu chup-chap pichle raste ton khetan wali motor te aa jaavin. Othe manje te bannda tenu ghodi. Ajj raat teri saari agg hamesha layi shant kar dyanga."

Pooja ne khushi te hawas naal kambde hoye sir hila ditta, "Theek hai Bapu ji... Main zaroor aa jawangi. Koi mainu nahi rok sakda."

Raman te Inderjeet haveli de upar wale kamre vich san. Dupehar di tez dhupp karke parde agge kite hoye san, jis naal kamre vich ik halki, warm te shant roshni phaili hoyi si. AC di mithi sarr-sarr di aawaz te gulaab di mithi mehak hawa vich aje vi ghuli hoyi si.

Inderjeet bed te leti hoyi si. Usne subah wala laal suit pa rakheya si, par dupatta side te peya si. Usde dovan hathan vich laal rang da chooda sajeya hoya si. Inderjeet de shoulder te dhon te raat wale Raman de dite, laal daag hale vi saaf lishak rahe san. Usda gora chehra te glowing skin sohni lagg rahi si, par raat di chudayi te subah di pehli rasoi karke usde jism vich thodi thakawat saaf dikh rahi si.

Raman, jo cream kurte-pajame vich si, bed de kande te aake baith gaya. Usne Inderjeet de laal choode wale hath nu apne hathan vich le lya. Choode di mithi chhan-chhan di awaaz aayi.

Raman ne Inderjeet de glowing chehre vall vekhya te usde baalan di ik latt nu hauli jehe piche kitta.
"Sardaarni ji... thak gaye ho lagda?" Raman ne deep te pyari tone vich puchya.

Inderjeet ne apniyan ghaniyan palkan chukk ke Raman diyan tez akkhan vich jhaakya. Usne laal choode wale hath naal Raman di broad wrist nu fadh laya te bullan te pyari smile le aayi.

"Thakna taan lazmi hai Sardaar ji..." Inderjeet ne dabi, rasili aawaz vich keha. "Raat nu tusi chaar vaar meri fuddi nu edda thokya ki subah ton mere lakk te thighs vichon sek nikal reha hai. Us ton baad savere-savere uth ke pehli rasoi vich kheer banana... mera taan ang-ang dukh reha hai."

Raman mazaakiya style vich hssya te Inderjeet de shoulder te hath rakh ke usnu halka press kitta. "Acha? Par subah jadon tu Bebe te Mata ji kol rasoi vich khadi si, taan tera chehra taan bohut lishak reha si. Pehli rasoi di kheer da swaad taan sab nu bohut pasand aaya."

Inderjeet ne sharmaande hoye neevi paa layi. "Oh taan Bebe ji te Bapu ji da maan hai jo ohna ne meri tareef kiti. Par tusi... tusi taan sab de saamne vi mere vall edda vekh rahe si ke mera sharam naal bura haal ho reha si."

Raman ne agge jhuk ke Inderjeet de gori gal te ik kiss kiti. "Gharwali te pyaar naal nazar na tikawaan taan kihde te tikawaan Inder? Tu taan ajj poori Sunkhi naar lagg rahi aa."

Inderjeet ne Raman di chest te hath maareya te keha, "Tusi gallan bohut mithiyan karde ho Raman. Par eh dasso, dupehar nu saare saun rahe ne te tusi ithe mere kol aake baith gaye. Tuhanu neend nahi aundi?"

"Tere kol aake neend kithon aa sakdi hai dhiye?" Raman ne usde lakk te hath rakh ke dabi, dirty tone vich puchya. "Main taan soch reha si ki dupehar da shant mahaul hai, kyu na ik chhota jeha round fer ton ho jaave?"

Inderjeet da saah ek dum rukk gaya. Usne akkhan waddiyan karke Raman vall vekhya te turant doven hath agge karke keha, "Haaye Rabba! Na Sardaar ji, na! Meharbaani karo mere te! Hale taan meri fuddi da dard vi ghatt nahi hoya, tusi fer ton agg laan nu firde ho!"

Raman ne usda laal choode wala hath fadya te akh maarde hoye keha, "Dard hai ya maza hai Inder? Sachi dass, raat nu jadon main ghodi bnake chodeya si, taan maza aaya si ki nahi?"

Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal ekdum laal ho gaya. Usne apne laal suit de dupatte nu dandan thalle dabb laya te keha, "Tusi... tusi bohut besharam ho gaye ho Raman! Aida diyan gallan vi koi puchda hai? Pata taan hai tuhanu... tusi poore janwar ho."

"Janwar haan tabhi taan apni rani nu satisfy rakhda haan," Raman ne hass ke keha te Inderjeet de suit di neckline vall hath vadhaya. "Chal ghatt-o-ghatt ik vaar kiss taan karan de."

Raman ne Inderjeet nu bed te hauli jehi piche nu lita ditta te usde utte aa gaya. Inderjeet ne apne doven laal choode wale hath Raman di dhon aale-duale lapet laye. Choode di mithi aawaz poore kamre vich goonj uthi.

Raman ne Inderjeet de gulabi bullan te apne bull rakh ditte. Dovan diyan jeebhan aapas vich takran laggiyan. Raman ne Inderjeet de lower lip nu tez-tez chuseya te Inderjeet ne vi poori wafadaari te mithaas naal usda saath ditta.

Kiss todde hoye Inderjeet ne tez saah leya. Usde bhare 38D boobs suit de thalle up-down hon lagge.
"Raman... bas karo..." Inderjeet ne rasili tone vich siskari lainde hoye keha. "Ajj dupehar nu mainu thoda aaram karan do. Raat nu jo karna hove kar layo."

Raman ne usde gall te chummi ditti te keha, "Theek hai meri sardaarni ji. Ajj dupehar nu fikar na kar, tainu aaram hi milega. Par raat nu fer koi reham nahi hovega."

Inderjeet ne pyari smile ditti te Raman di chest naal sir tika laya. Doven ik doosre diyan baahan vich let ke dupehar di shanti vich aaram karan lagge.

Shaam de 6 vajj chuke san. Suraj di laal-sunehri roshni haveli de vehde vich phail rahi si. Din di tez dhupp hun dhal chukki si te haveli vich shaam di taazi, mithi hawa chalni shuru ho gayi si.

Vehde de ik kande te Bapu Jarnail Singh te Bapu Harnek Singh chairs te baithe san. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni maroon sardaari pagg poori tight banni hoyi si. Harnek Singh ji vi baithe chah de ghut bhar rahe san. Raman vi ohna de kol hi baitha apni khetan di zameen te phasal baare gallan kar reha si.

Ose waqt haveli de pichle corridor vich Sameer ik passe khada kalla hi pareshani vich chakkar katt reha si. Usde dimaag vich store-room wala incident lagataar ghum reha si—jithe Simran ne usde lulle di muth taan maar ditti si, par ik saaf shart vi rakh ditti si ki pehlan Bapu ji ton hath mang ke viah pakka karo, fer hi agge kadi jism nu hath laan devegi.

Sameer ne apne Cargo pajame te shirt nu set kitta. Usda dil zor-zor naal dhadak reha si. Usne socheya, 'Je ajj main Bapu Harnek Singh ya Bapu Jarnail Singh kol jaake Simran di gall na kiti, taan Simran mainu kadi apne nede nahi aaun devegi. Par Bapu ji di garajdi aawaz de agge gall shuru kivein karaan?'

Sameer ne himmat jutayi te hauli-hauli kadam puttda hoya vehde vall aaya.

Room de andar wale parde pichon Simran Sameer nu hi vekh rahi si. Simran de peele suit di pichli dori dhilli hoyi si te usdiyan akkhan vich Sameer layi ik clear ishara si—"Jao te Bapu ji naal gall karo!"

Sameer chalda hoya Bapu Jarnail Singh te Harnek Singh diyan chairs kol aake khada ho gaya.
"Sat Sri Akal Bapu ji..." Sameer ne dabi te thodi kambdi aawaz vich keha.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne chah da cup table te rakhya te apniyan akkhan chukk ke Sameer vall vekhya.
"Sat Sri Akal Putt... Haan Sameer, ki gall hai? Subah ton vekh reha haan tu thoda pareshan te ghumsum ghum reha hain," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi, heavy tone vich puchya.

Harnek Singh ne vi Sameer vall vekhya, "Haan puttar, koi dikkat hai taan dass? Koi tension hai?"

Sameer de gale vich thukk sukk gaya. Usne parde pichon vekh rahi Simran vall ik nazar maari, fer Bapu Harnek Singh vall vekh ke boleya, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji, saamaan di koi tension nahi hai. Bas... main ik zaroori gall karni chahundi si..."

Raman ne chah da sip lainde hoye mazaakiya andaz vich keha, "Bol Sameer, kehri gall hai? Tu taan edda darr reha hain jivein kise da katal karke aaya hovein."

Sameer ne saah khichya te keha, "Uncle Harnek Singh ji... Main... Main Simran baare gall karni si. Mainu lagda hai ki Simran da viah... hun sahi umar vich ho jaana chahida hai... te... te je tusi..."

Jiddan hi Sameer ne 'Simran da viah' keha, Bapu Harnek Singh da chehra ekdum gambhir ho gaya. Ohna ne chair te agge nu ho ke Sameer diyan akkhan vich vekhya.

"Simran de viah di gall?" Harnek Singh ne rohbdaar tone vich keha. "Sameer puttar, Simran saadi kudi hai te Inderjeet di bhain hai. Usde viah da faisla main aape sahi time te karaange. Tu achanak is gall nu kyu chhed reha hain? Koi rishta hai tere dhyan vich?"

Sameer da dil baith gaya. Us ton agge bolan di himmat hi nahi hoyi ki 'oh rishta main aape haan'. Bapu Harnek Singh di sakhti te Bapu Jarnail Singh di nazar ne usnu andar ton hila ke rakh ditta.

Sameer ne turant gall badalde hoye neevi paa ke keha, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji... Main taan bas edda hi keha si... Koi specific rishta nahi si... Main taan bas... bas aidaan hi bol ditta."

Bapu Jarnail Singh halka jeha hassya te keha, "Chal koi nahi puttar. Viah-shaadi de fainsle vadde bande aape karde ne. Tu aje jawan hain, tension na lai. Ja, jaake chah pi."

Parde pichon khadi Simran ne jadon vekhya ki Sameer Bapu ji de agge darr ke piche hatt gaya, taan usne gusse vich parda chhad ditta te piche nu ghum gayi. Sameer pareshan ho ke piche mud gaya.

Ose waqt rasoi vichon Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Mata Gurjit Kaur baahar nikliyan. Ohna de naal Inderjeet te Pooja vi tray vich chah de baaki cups lai ke aayiyan.

Inderjeet ne apne laal-soohe suit vich, hathan vich chooda khankande hoye sab nu chah vartayi. Raman ne Inderjeet diyan akkhan vich vekh ke pyari smile ditti, jis naal Inderjeet da chehra fer ton sharam naal laal ho gaya.

Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Pooja vall vekhya, jo kaale suit vich khadi si te usdiyan akkhan baithak te khetan wale raste vall baar-baar ja rahiyan san.
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Mata Gurjit Kaur vall vekh ke keha, "Vekh Gurjit, Inder di eh sehli Pooja vi bohut pyari kudi hai. Inderjeet dass rhi si ke pooja usdi bahut saalan to saheli hai. Ithe aayi nu aje parson hi do din hoye ne viah te par do dinan vich hi isne saare parivaar nu apna bana leya."

Mata Gurjit Kaur ne smile kiti te keha, "Haan Paramjeet, Inderjeet taan pehlan hi dassdi si ki Pooja usdi sab ton changi saheli hai. Pehlan aapa isnu nahi jaande si, par do dinan vich hi eh haveli de saare kamma vich agge ho ke hath vata rahi hai."

Harnek Singh ji ne chah da cup phadde hoye keha, "Sahi gall hai. Pooja taan saadi dhi wargi hi hai. Idw lagda hi nahi ki eh parayi kudi hai."

Pooja ne neevi paa ke, apne suit de palle nu set karde hoye dabi aawaz vich keha, "Shukriya Bapu ji... Inderjeet meri pehlan ton hi bohut changi dost hai, is layi mere layi eh haveli vi apne ghar wargi hi hai."

Par Pooja da dimaag gallan vich ghatt te Bapu Jarnail Singh de mardaana rohb vich zyada si. Dupehar nu baithak vich Bapu ji naal hoye kaand te ohna di garmi Pooja nu aje takk tadpa rahi si.

Pooja ne socheya, 'Haveli wale taan mainu sirf Inderjeet di dost samajh ke pyaar de rahe ne... Par ohna nu ki pata ki is 50 saal de vadde Sardaar Jarnail Singh ne mere andar agg laga ditti hai. Ajj shaam nu motor wale kamre vich jo hovega, us baare koi soch vi nahi sakda.'

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni chah piti te kursi ton uth ke khade ho gaye. Ohna ne apne kurte di sleeves nu fold kitta.

"Chal Raman Putt.. Main zara khetan vall ja reha haan," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi aawaz vich keha. "6 vajj gaye ne. Light aan da time ho gaya hai. Main pichle khetan wali motor te jaake paani te generator check kar aawaan."

Raman ne uthde hoye keha, "Bapu ji... Main naal chalda haan tuhade?"

"Nahi nahi!" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne turant hath agge karke rohb naal keha. "Tu navi-vyahi sadi nuh kol baith. Tera hun haveli vich rehna zaroori hai. Main aape motor te gehda maar ke aunda haan. Mera ghante da kamm hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne inna keh ke haveli de mukh darwaze vall kadam vadha ditte.

Jiddan hi Bapu ji bahar nikalan lagge, ohna ne ik second layi piche mud ke Pooja vall vekhya. Ohna diyan tez, experienced akkhan ne Pooja nu ik clear secret ishara ditta—"Time ho gaya hai kudiye... khetan wali motor te aa ja!"

Pooja di fuddi pehla to hi gilli ho chukki si. Usne gehra saah leya te Bebe ji vall vekh ke keha.

"Bebe ji... Main pichle vaade vichon thodi sajbi todd ke leondi haan, roti wgera da time vi hon hi wala hai."

"Haan puttar, ja lai aa," Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne keha.

Pooja turant pichle raste vall nikal gayi. Usda dil zor-zor naal dhadak reha si.

Haveli vich shaam di shanti phail rahi si te suraj khetan piche dhal reha si.

owsmmm update mam, pooja da bnu kmmm. Full dirty hove es naal

 

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Update 28

Dopehar de 2.30 vajj chuke san. Puraane time di bani is haveli vich is waqt ekdum shanti te sannaata phailya hoya si. Baahar dhupp kafi tez si, jis karke parivaar de saare lok apne-apne kamreyan vich aaram kar rahe san. Raman te Inderjeet apne upar wale room vich san, Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Mata Gurjit Kaur vi dupehare thodi der layi let gaiyan san.

Haveli de hethle hisse vich bani baithak vich thandak si. Baithak diyan baddiyan khidkiyan te parde latak rahe san, jis karke andar halki te naram roshni aundi si. Is baithak vich zaroori kagaz, almariyan te ik wadda leather da sofa peya si.

Bapu Jarnail Singh is waqt baithak vich kalle baithe san. Ohna ne apna kurta utaar ke side te chair te rakheya hoya si te sirf banyan te pajame vich baithe san. 50 saal di umar vich vi ohna di tall height, chaudi baalan wali chest te kaali te halki chiti daadhi ohna nu ik alag hi shahi te mardaana rohb dindi si. Ohna de hath vich sharaab da ik glass si, jis vich oh thodi saunf wali desi sharaab pa ke hauli-hauli ghut bhar rahe san.

Ose waqt corridor vichon Pooja hauli-hauli kadam puttdi hoyi baithak vall aa rahi si. Pooja ne kaale suit da dupatta apne gale vich lapeteya hoya si. Usde mind vich aje tak subah waliyan gallan ghum rahiyan san—jivein Inderjeet ne usnu Raman de jor baare dassya si.

Pooja di fuddi subah ton hi gilli te agg waang tappan laggi hoyi si. Usne socheya si ki je Raman jawan mard ho ke inna aggressive hai, taan ohna da Bapu Jarnail Singh taan poori haveli da asli mard hovega.

Pooja de hath vich pittal di tray si, jis vich ik wadda glass thandi lassi da bhareya hoya si. Usne baithak de darwaze de baahar khad ke andar vekhya. Bapu Jarnail Singh nu bina kurte ton, sirf banyan vich ohna di bhari chest te broad shoulders nu vekh ke Pooja da dil ek dum zor naal dhadkan lagga. Usde kachhi vich achanak tez paani di sim-sim shuru ho gayi.

Pooja ne deep saah leya, apne suit nu halka set kitta te hauli jehi aawaz vich bolli, "Bapu ji... Main andar aa jaavan?"

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne khali glass table te rakhya te apna chehra utte chukkya. Ohna diyan gehriyan, akkhan ne Pooja vall vekhya.

"Aaja kudiye... Aaja," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni bhaari te dabi tone vich keha. "Swer di Raunak ton baad hun poori haveli saun rahi hai, tu aje tak jaag rahi hain?"

Pooja hauli-hauli agge vadhi. Usde pairan di jhanjr di halki khankad baithak di shanti vich goonj uthi. Usne lassi di tray table te rakhi te neevi paa ke bolli, "Bebe ji ne keha si ki Bapu ji layi thandi lassi lai ja... Dupehar nu sharaab to baad lassi changi hundi hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja vall vekhya. Ohna di tajurbekar nazar Pooja de kaale suit di neck cut te tight breasts te ja tiki. Bapu ji ne ek lamba saah khichde hoye lassi da glass chukkya.

"Rakh de kudiye... Tu bohut dhyan rakhdi hain mera," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne lassi da ik ghut bhareya te Pooja vall vekh ke smile kiti. "Lassi taan bohut mithi te thandi banayi hai. Eh dass, Raman di Bebe ne banayi hai ya tu aape apne hathan naal taiyar kiti hai?"

Pooja ne neevi paa ke, apne suit de palle nu hathan vich ghuttde hoye keha, "Main aape hi banayi hai Bapu ji... Main socheya tuhanu garmi vich thandak mil jaavegi."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne lassi da glass table te rakheya. Ohna ne baithak da darwaza jo halka khulya si, us vall vekhya te fer Pooja vall dhyan ditta. Ohna di 50 saal di umar da tajurba Pooja diyan akkhan vich chhupi hawas, darr te sharam nu ik second vich phad chukka si.

"Pooja..." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne achanak apni garajdi aawaz nu ekdum gehri te dabi tone vich badal ke aawaz ditti.

Pooja da dil ek dum rukk gaya. Usne apniyan palkan chukk ke Bapu ji diyan tez akkhan vich vekhya. "Haan... Haan Bapu ji?"

"Tu ik gall dass kudiye," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne sofe te thoda agge nu jhukde hoye keha, ohna di baalan wali chest te garmi Pooja nu clear feel ho rahi si.

"Pichle do dinan ton main vekh reha haan... Tu mere agge-piche bohut ghumdi hain. Har choti cheez da dhyan rakhdi hain. Ki gall hai? Koi takleef hai ya mere ton kujh chaundi hain?"

Pooja da chehra sharam te darr naal ekdum laal-sooha ho gaya. Usne turant apne doven hath agge karke dabi tone vich keha, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji! Aisi koi gall nahi hai. Main taan bas... bas tuhadi sewa kar rahi si. Tusi taan haveli de vadde sardaar ho."

Bapu Jarnail Singh halka jeha hassya. Ohna ne glass nu ik passe kitta te sofa ton uth ke khade ho gaye. Bapu ji jadon Pooja de bilkul saamne aake khade hoye, taan Pooja ohna di chest tak hi aundi si. Ohna di physique te aura ne Pooja nu pagal kar dita si.

"Pooja... Jatt di nazar ton koi cheez nahi chhup sakdi," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja de ekdum nede aunde hoye deep tone vich keha. "Teriyan akkhan vich jo chal reha hai, oh main changi tarah samajhda haan. Tu sharma rahi hain, par tere chehre da nasha kujh hor bol reha hai."

Pooja da saah tez chalan lagga. Usde kaale suit de thalle usde bhare mumme up-down hon lagge. Usne dabi aawaz vich keha, "Bapu ji... Sab saun rahe ne... Koi aa jaavega..."

"Koi nahi aunda ithe," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni bhaari aawaz vich keha. Ohna ne apna hath agge vadha ke Pooja di thodi nu apniyan unglian naal fadh laya te usda chehra utte chukkya.

Jiddan hi Bapu ji de sakhat hathan da touch Pooja di chin te laggeya, Pooja di fuddi vich ik jhatka lagga. Usde pairan vichon jaan niklan laggi.
"Bapu ji..." Pooja de moohon ik dabi siskari wargi aawaz nikli.

"Bol kudiye... Darr na," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usdi thoddi nu fadhe hoye usdiyan akkhan vich akkhan paa ke keha. "Dass, Inderjeet de viah ton baad tere mann vich ki chal reha hai? Tu Raman nu vekh ke paagal hain ya is jatt di mardaangi te tera dil aa gaya hai?"

Pooja diyan akkhan band hon laggiyan. Usne Bapu ji de garam saah nu apne chehre te feel kitta. Oh sach bolan ton darde hoye vi, apni agg nu rok na saki.

"Bapu ji... Tusi... Tusi poori haveli de raje ho," Pooja ne sharmaande hoye dabi, rasili tone vich keha. "Tuhada eh rohb... Tuhadi eh chaudi chhati te sardaari... Mainu... Mainu bohut pyari lagdi hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh de chehre te ik jatt wali proud smile aa gayi. Ohna ne Pooja di chin nu chhad ke apna hath Pooja di gori gardan te rakheya te usnu hauli jeha dabb leya.

"Acha? Taan eh gall si..." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usde kann kol aake apni dabi, aawaz vich keha. "Taan tu is 50 saal de jatt di garmi chakhna chaundi hain kudiye?"

Pooja da poora jism shiver kar gaya. Usne Bapu ji di banyan de upper ton ohna di chest te apna hath rakh ditta. Bapu ji di hikk da sek te ohna diyan tez dhadkanan Pooja nu poora paagal kar rahiyan san.

"Bapu ji... Main taan kadi socheya vi nahi si ki tusi mere naal aidaan gall karoge," Pooja ne saah chhadde hoye keha. "Par Inderjeet ne jadon ton dassya hai... Mera mann tuhade layi poora tappan lag geya hai."

"Inderjeet ne ki dassya?" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne akkhan waddiyan karke mazaakiya andaz vich puchya.

"Ohi... Ki Raman kinna tez hai..." Pooja ne sharmaande hoye neevi paa layi. "Taan main socheya... Ki Bapu ji taan Raman ton vi vadde mard honge."

Bapu Jarnail Singh hasse, "Hahaha! Kudiye... Raman taan aje munda hai. Saada tajurba te saada stamina taan oh aje soch vi nahi sakda. Jatt ne je ik vaar tainu daboach laya, taan tu swer tak uthan jogi nahi rahengi."

Pooja di fuddi vich paani diyan dhaaran baahar nikal ke usdi kachhi nu poora wet kar chukiyan san. Usne Bapu ji de pajame vall vekhya, jithe ohna di mardaangi halki ubhar rahi si.

Pooja ne dabi tone vich keha, "Mainu pata hai Bapu ji... Tuhade agge taan koi kudi vi nahi tikk sakdi."
Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja di waist nu dovan hathan vich dabb leya te usnu apne bilkul nede khich laya. Dovan de jism aapas vich takra gaye. Bapu ji di chest Pooja de mummeyan naal press ho gayi.

"Dass fer kudiye... Hune is baithak vich tera eh darr door karaan ya shaam da wait karungi?" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usde gal te apni daadhi ragadde hoye puchya.

Pooja ne Bapu ji di back te apne hath lapet laye te siskari lain laggi, "AHH... Bapu ji... Hale taan sare saun rahe ne... Tusi jo karna hai kar lo... Main tuhadi haan."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne usdi dhon te ik deep, wet kiss ditti. Ohna da hath Pooja di waist ton hethan slip hon lagga.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne Pooja di waist ton apna hath hauli jehe piche hata laya, par ohna diyan tez akkhan vich aje vi ik lalach te mardaani garmi saaf chamak rahi si. Baithak di halki roshni vich dovan de saah thode tez chal rahe san.

"Nahi kudiye.." Bapu Jarnail Singh ne dabi tone vich keha, usdi aawaz vich tajurba te sakhti si. "Ithe baithak vich risk wadda hai. Din da samaa hai, koyi ghar da banda kade vi andar aa sakda hai. Saadi izzat te is haveli de rohb te kade daag nahi lagna chahida."

Pooja, jo pehlan hi agg vich tapp rahi si, usne thoda udas hoke Bapu ji vall vekhya. Usde suit de thalle fuddi vichon paani diyan dhaaran lagataar nikal rahiyan san. Usne hauli saah lende hoye keha, "Taan... Taan fer ki kariye Bapu ji? Mainu taan lagda hai main tuhade bina ik pal vi hor nahi reh sakdi."

Bapu Jarnail Singh hssya te apni daadhi te hath pherde hoye keha, "Jatt kade vi bina planning ton shikar nahi karda. Shaam painde hi pind di motor te light aa jandi hai te main roz othe panni check karan jaanda haan. Shaam nu saare jane pichle vehde vich ya kisse kamm vich busy honge."

Pooja diyan akkhan vich chamak aa gayi. Usne turant puchya, "Taan... Taan motor wale kamre vich milna hai Bapu ji?"

"Haan!" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne akh maarde hoye keha. "Shaam nu suraj dhalde hi tu chup-chap pichle raste ton khetan wali motor te aa jaavin. Othe manje te bannda tenu ghodi. Ajj raat teri saari agg hamesha layi shant kar dyanga."

Pooja ne khushi te hawas naal kambde hoye sir hila ditta, "Theek hai Bapu ji... Main zaroor aa jawangi. Koi mainu nahi rok sakda."

Raman te Inderjeet haveli de upar wale kamre vich san. Dupehar di tez dhupp karke parde agge kite hoye san, jis naal kamre vich ik halki, warm te shant roshni phaili hoyi si. AC di mithi sarr-sarr di aawaz te gulaab di mithi mehak hawa vich aje vi ghuli hoyi si.

Inderjeet bed te leti hoyi si. Usne subah wala laal suit pa rakheya si, par dupatta side te peya si. Usde dovan hathan vich laal rang da chooda sajeya hoya si. Inderjeet de shoulder te dhon te raat wale Raman de dite, laal daag hale vi saaf lishak rahe san. Usda gora chehra te glowing skin sohni lagg rahi si, par raat di chudayi te subah di pehli rasoi karke usde jism vich thodi thakawat saaf dikh rahi si.

Raman, jo cream kurte-pajame vich si, bed de kande te aake baith gaya. Usne Inderjeet de laal choode wale hath nu apne hathan vich le lya. Choode di mithi chhan-chhan di awaaz aayi.

Raman ne Inderjeet de glowing chehre vall vekhya te usde baalan di ik latt nu hauli jehe piche kitta.
"Sardaarni ji... thak gaye ho lagda?" Raman ne deep te pyari tone vich puchya.

Inderjeet ne apniyan ghaniyan palkan chukk ke Raman diyan tez akkhan vich jhaakya. Usne laal choode wale hath naal Raman di broad wrist nu fadh laya te bullan te pyari smile le aayi.

"Thakna taan lazmi hai Sardaar ji..." Inderjeet ne dabi, rasili aawaz vich keha. "Raat nu tusi chaar vaar meri fuddi nu edda thokya ki subah ton mere lakk te thighs vichon sek nikal reha hai. Us ton baad savere-savere uth ke pehli rasoi vich kheer banana... mera taan ang-ang dukh reha hai."

Raman mazaakiya style vich hssya te Inderjeet de shoulder te hath rakh ke usnu halka press kitta. "Acha? Par subah jadon tu Bebe te Mata ji kol rasoi vich khadi si, taan tera chehra taan bohut lishak reha si. Pehli rasoi di kheer da swaad taan sab nu bohut pasand aaya."

Inderjeet ne sharmaande hoye neevi paa layi. "Oh taan Bebe ji te Bapu ji da maan hai jo ohna ne meri tareef kiti. Par tusi... tusi taan sab de saamne vi mere vall edda vekh rahe si ke mera sharam naal bura haal ho reha si."

Raman ne agge jhuk ke Inderjeet de gori gal te ik kiss kiti. "Gharwali te pyaar naal nazar na tikawaan taan kihde te tikawaan Inder? Tu taan ajj poori Sunkhi naar lagg rahi aa."

Inderjeet ne Raman di chest te hath maareya te keha, "Tusi gallan bohut mithiyan karde ho Raman. Par eh dasso, dupehar nu saare saun rahe ne te tusi ithe mere kol aake baith gaye. Tuhanu neend nahi aundi?"

"Tere kol aake neend kithon aa sakdi hai dhiye?" Raman ne usde lakk te hath rakh ke dabi, dirty tone vich puchya. "Main taan soch reha si ki dupehar da shant mahaul hai, kyu na ik chhota jeha round fer ton ho jaave?"

Inderjeet da saah ek dum rukk gaya. Usne akkhan waddiyan karke Raman vall vekhya te turant doven hath agge karke keha, "Haaye Rabba! Na Sardaar ji, na! Meharbaani karo mere te! Hale taan meri fuddi da dard vi ghatt nahi hoya, tusi fer ton agg laan nu firde ho!"

Raman ne usda laal choode wala hath fadya te akh maarde hoye keha, "Dard hai ya maza hai Inder? Sachi dass, raat nu jadon main ghodi bnake chodeya si, taan maza aaya si ki nahi?"

Inderjeet da chehra sharam naal ekdum laal ho gaya. Usne apne laal suit de dupatte nu dandan thalle dabb laya te keha, "Tusi... tusi bohut besharam ho gaye ho Raman! Aida diyan gallan vi koi puchda hai? Pata taan hai tuhanu... tusi poore janwar ho."

"Janwar haan tabhi taan apni rani nu satisfy rakhda haan," Raman ne hass ke keha te Inderjeet de suit di neckline vall hath vadhaya. "Chal ghatt-o-ghatt ik vaar kiss taan karan de."

Raman ne Inderjeet nu bed te hauli jehi piche nu lita ditta te usde utte aa gaya. Inderjeet ne apne doven laal choode wale hath Raman di dhon aale-duale lapet laye. Choode di mithi aawaz poore kamre vich goonj uthi.

Raman ne Inderjeet de gulabi bullan te apne bull rakh ditte. Dovan diyan jeebhan aapas vich takran laggiyan. Raman ne Inderjeet de lower lip nu tez-tez chuseya te Inderjeet ne vi poori wafadaari te mithaas naal usda saath ditta.

Kiss todde hoye Inderjeet ne tez saah leya. Usde bhare 38D boobs suit de thalle up-down hon lagge.
"Raman... bas karo..." Inderjeet ne rasili tone vich siskari lainde hoye keha. "Ajj dupehar nu mainu thoda aaram karan do. Raat nu jo karna hove kar layo."

Raman ne usde gall te chummi ditti te keha, "Theek hai meri sardaarni ji. Ajj dupehar nu fikar na kar, tainu aaram hi milega. Par raat nu fer koi reham nahi hovega."

Inderjeet ne pyari smile ditti te Raman di chest naal sir tika laya. Doven ik doosre diyan baahan vich let ke dupehar di shanti vich aaram karan lagge.

Shaam de 6 vajj chuke san. Suraj di laal-sunehri roshni haveli de vehde vich phail rahi si. Din di tez dhupp hun dhal chukki si te haveli vich shaam di taazi, mithi hawa chalni shuru ho gayi si.

Vehde de ik kande te Bapu Jarnail Singh te Bapu Harnek Singh chairs te baithe san. Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni maroon sardaari pagg poori tight banni hoyi si. Harnek Singh ji vi baithe chah de ghut bhar rahe san. Raman vi ohna de kol hi baitha apni khetan di zameen te phasal baare gallan kar reha si.

Ose waqt haveli de pichle corridor vich Sameer ik passe khada kalla hi pareshani vich chakkar katt reha si. Usde dimaag vich store-room wala incident lagataar ghum reha si—jithe Simran ne usde lulle di muth taan maar ditti si, par ik saaf shart vi rakh ditti si ki pehlan Bapu ji ton hath mang ke viah pakka karo, fer hi agge kadi jism nu hath laan devegi.

Sameer ne apne Cargo pajame te shirt nu set kitta. Usda dil zor-zor naal dhadak reha si. Usne socheya, 'Je ajj main Bapu Harnek Singh ya Bapu Jarnail Singh kol jaake Simran di gall na kiti, taan Simran mainu kadi apne nede nahi aaun devegi. Par Bapu ji di garajdi aawaz de agge gall shuru kivein karaan?'

Sameer ne himmat jutayi te hauli-hauli kadam puttda hoya vehde vall aaya.

Room de andar wale parde pichon Simran Sameer nu hi vekh rahi si. Simran de peele suit di pichli dori dhilli hoyi si te usdiyan akkhan vich Sameer layi ik clear ishara si—"Jao te Bapu ji naal gall karo!"

Sameer chalda hoya Bapu Jarnail Singh te Harnek Singh diyan chairs kol aake khada ho gaya.
"Sat Sri Akal Bapu ji..." Sameer ne dabi te thodi kambdi aawaz vich keha.

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne chah da cup table te rakhya te apniyan akkhan chukk ke Sameer vall vekhya.
"Sat Sri Akal Putt... Haan Sameer, ki gall hai? Subah ton vekh reha haan tu thoda pareshan te ghumsum ghum reha hain," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi, heavy tone vich puchya.

Harnek Singh ne vi Sameer vall vekhya, "Haan puttar, koi dikkat hai taan dass? Koi tension hai?"

Sameer de gale vich thukk sukk gaya. Usne parde pichon vekh rahi Simran vall ik nazar maari, fer Bapu Harnek Singh vall vekh ke boleya, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji, saamaan di koi tension nahi hai. Bas... main ik zaroori gall karni chahundi si..."

Raman ne chah da sip lainde hoye mazaakiya andaz vich keha, "Bol Sameer, kehri gall hai? Tu taan edda darr reha hain jivein kise da katal karke aaya hovein."

Sameer ne saah khichya te keha, "Uncle Harnek Singh ji... Main... Main Simran baare gall karni si. Mainu lagda hai ki Simran da viah... hun sahi umar vich ho jaana chahida hai... te... te je tusi..."

Jiddan hi Sameer ne 'Simran da viah' keha, Bapu Harnek Singh da chehra ekdum gambhir ho gaya. Ohna ne chair te agge nu ho ke Sameer diyan akkhan vich vekhya.

"Simran de viah di gall?" Harnek Singh ne rohbdaar tone vich keha. "Sameer puttar, Simran saadi kudi hai te Inderjeet di bhain hai. Usde viah da faisla main aape sahi time te karaange. Tu achanak is gall nu kyu chhed reha hain? Koi rishta hai tere dhyan vich?"

Sameer da dil baith gaya. Us ton agge bolan di himmat hi nahi hoyi ki 'oh rishta main aape haan'. Bapu Harnek Singh di sakhti te Bapu Jarnail Singh di nazar ne usnu andar ton hila ke rakh ditta.

Sameer ne turant gall badalde hoye neevi paa ke keha, "Nahi... Nahi Bapu ji... Main taan bas edda hi keha si... Koi specific rishta nahi si... Main taan bas... bas aidaan hi bol ditta."

Bapu Jarnail Singh halka jeha hassya te keha, "Chal koi nahi puttar. Viah-shaadi de fainsle vadde bande aape karde ne. Tu aje jawan hain, tension na lai. Ja, jaake chah pi."

Parde pichon khadi Simran ne jadon vekhya ki Sameer Bapu ji de agge darr ke piche hatt gaya, taan usne gusse vich parda chhad ditta te piche nu ghum gayi. Sameer pareshan ho ke piche mud gaya.

Ose waqt rasoi vichon Bebe Paramjeet Kaur te Mata Gurjit Kaur baahar nikliyan. Ohna de naal Inderjeet te Pooja vi tray vich chah de baaki cups lai ke aayiyan.

Inderjeet ne apne laal-soohe suit vich, hathan vich chooda khankande hoye sab nu chah vartayi. Raman ne Inderjeet diyan akkhan vich vekh ke pyari smile ditti, jis naal Inderjeet da chehra fer ton sharam naal laal ho gaya.

Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Pooja vall vekhya, jo kaale suit vich khadi si te usdiyan akkhan baithak te khetan wale raste vall baar-baar ja rahiyan san.
Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne Mata Gurjit Kaur vall vekh ke keha, "Vekh Gurjit, Inder di eh sehli Pooja vi bohut pyari kudi hai. Inderjeet dass rhi si ke pooja usdi bahut saalan to saheli hai. Ithe aayi nu aje parson hi do din hoye ne viah te par do dinan vich hi isne saare parivaar nu apna bana leya."

Mata Gurjit Kaur ne smile kiti te keha, "Haan Paramjeet, Inderjeet taan pehlan hi dassdi si ki Pooja usdi sab ton changi saheli hai. Pehlan aapa isnu nahi jaande si, par do dinan vich hi eh haveli de saare kamma vich agge ho ke hath vata rahi hai."

Harnek Singh ji ne chah da cup phadde hoye keha, "Sahi gall hai. Pooja taan saadi dhi wargi hi hai. Idw lagda hi nahi ki eh parayi kudi hai."

Pooja ne neevi paa ke, apne suit de palle nu set karde hoye dabi aawaz vich keha, "Shukriya Bapu ji... Inderjeet meri pehlan ton hi bohut changi dost hai, is layi mere layi eh haveli vi apne ghar wargi hi hai."

Par Pooja da dimaag gallan vich ghatt te Bapu Jarnail Singh de mardaana rohb vich zyada si. Dupehar nu baithak vich Bapu ji naal hoye kaand te ohna di garmi Pooja nu aje takk tadpa rahi si.

Pooja ne socheya, 'Haveli wale taan mainu sirf Inderjeet di dost samajh ke pyaar de rahe ne... Par ohna nu ki pata ki is 50 saal de vadde Sardaar Jarnail Singh ne mere andar agg laga ditti hai. Ajj shaam nu motor wale kamre vich jo hovega, us baare koi soch vi nahi sakda.'

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne apni chah piti te kursi ton uth ke khade ho gaye. Ohna ne apne kurte di sleeves nu fold kitta.

"Chal Raman Putt.. Main zara khetan vall ja reha haan," Bapu Jarnail Singh ne garajdi aawaz vich keha. "6 vajj gaye ne. Light aan da time ho gaya hai. Main pichle khetan wali motor te jaake paani te generator check kar aawaan."

Raman ne uthde hoye keha, "Bapu ji... Main naal chalda haan tuhade?"

"Nahi nahi!" Bapu Jarnail Singh ne turant hath agge karke rohb naal keha. "Tu navi-vyahi sadi nuh kol baith. Tera hun haveli vich rehna zaroori hai. Main aape motor te gehda maar ke aunda haan. Mera ghante da kamm hai."

Bapu Jarnail Singh ne inna keh ke haveli de mukh darwaze vall kadam vadha ditte.

Jiddan hi Bapu ji bahar nikalan lagge, ohna ne ik second layi piche mud ke Pooja vall vekhya. Ohna diyan tez, experienced akkhan ne Pooja nu ik clear secret ishara ditta—"Time ho gaya hai kudiye... khetan wali motor te aa ja!"

Pooja di fuddi pehla to hi gilli ho chukki si. Usne gehra saah leya te Bebe ji vall vekh ke keha.

"Bebe ji... Main pichle vaade vichon thodi sajbi todd ke leondi haan, roti wgera da time vi hon hi wala hai."

"Haan puttar, ja lai aa," Bebe Paramjeet Kaur ne keha.

Pooja turant pichle raste vall nikal gayi. Usda dil zor-zor naal dhadak reha si.

Haveli vich shaam di shanti phail rahi si te suraj khetan piche dhal reha si.

owsmmm update mam, pooja da bnu kmmm. Full dirty hove es naal

 

[Gursimran Kaur]

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owsmmm update mam, pooja da bnu kmmm. Full dirty hove es naal

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