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1…..Hi, Main Anjali...! khair chhodo! Naam mein kya rakha hai? chhichhore ladkon ko vaise bhi naam se jyada 'Kaam' se matlab rahta hai. Isiliye sirf 'Kaam' ki hi baatein karoongi.
Main aaj 22 ki ho gayi hoon. Kuchh baras pahle tak mein bilkul 'flat' thi.. aage se bhi.. aur pichhe se bhi. par School bus mein aate jate; ladkon ke kandhon ki ragad kha kha kar mujhe pata hi nahi chala ki kab mere kulhon aur chhatiyon par charbi chadh gayi.. Baali umar mein hi mere nitamb beech se ek faank nikaale huye gol tarbooj ki tarah ubhar gaye. meri chhati par bhagwan ke diye do anmol 'fal' bhi ab 'amroodon' se badhkar moti moti 'sebon' jaise ho gaye the. Main kayi baar bathroom mein nangi hokar achraj se unhe dekha karti thi.. chhoo kar.. daba kar.. masal kar. mujhe aisa karte huye ajeeb sa anand aata .. 'wahan bhi.. aur neeche bhi.
Mere gore chitte badan par uss chhoti si khas jagah ko chhodkar kahin baalon ka namo-nishan tak nahi tha.. hulke hulke meri bagal mein bhi the. Uske alawa gardan se lekar pairon tak main ekdum chikni thi. Class ke ladkon ko lalchayi najron se apni chhati par jhool rahe 'Sebon' ko ghoorte dekh meri Jaanghon ke beech chhipi baithi hulke hulke baalon wali, magar chiknahat se bhari titli ke pankh fadfadane lagte aur chhatiyon par gulabi rangat ke 'anaar daane' tan kar khade ho jate. par mujhe koyi farak nahi pada. Haan, kabhi kabhar sharm aa jati thi. ye bhi nahi aati agar mummy ne nahi bola hota,"ab tu badi ho gayi hai Anju.. Bra daalni shuru kar de aur chunni bhi liya kar!"
Sach kahoon toh mujhe apne unmukt urojon ko kisi maryada mein bandh kar rakhna kabhi nahi suhaya aur na hi unko chunni se parde mein rakhna. Mouka milte hi main bra ko jaanboojh kar bathroom ki khoonti par hi taang jati aur class mein manchale ladkon ko apne ird gird mandraate dekh maje leti.. Main aksar jaan boojh apne hath upar utha angadayi si leti aur meri chhatiyan tan kar jhoolne si lagti. Uss waqt mere saamne khade ladkon ki halat kharab ho jati... kuchh toh apne honton par aise jeebh ferne lagte mano mouka milte hi mujhe noch daalenge. class ki sab ladkiyan mujhse jalne lagi.. halanki 'wo' sab unke paas bhi tha.. par mere jaisa nahi..
Main padhayi mein bilkul bhi achchhi nahi thi par sabhi male-teachers ka 'poora pyar' mujhe milta tha. ye unka pyar hi toh tha ki home-work na karke le jane par bhi wo muskurakar bina kuchh kahe chupchap copy band karke mujhe pakda dete.. baki sab ki pitayi hoti. Par haan, wo mere padhayi mein dhyan na dene ka harjana wasool karna kabhi nahi bhoolte the. Jis kisi ka bhi khali period nikal aata; kisi na kisi bahane se mujhe staffroom mein bula hi lete. Mere hathon ko apne hath mein lekar masalte huye mujhe samjhate rahte. kamar se chipka hua unka dusra hath dheere dheere fisalta hua mere nitambon par aa tikta. Mujhe padhai par 'aur jyada' dhyan dene ko kahte huye wo mere nitambon par hulki hulki chapat lagate huye mere Nitambon ki thirkan ka maja loot'te rahte.. mujhe padhayi ke faayde ginwate huye aksar wo 'bhawuk' ho jate the, aur chapat lagana bhool nitambon par hi hath jama lete. Kabhi kabhi toh unki ungaliyan skirt ke upar se hi meri 'daraar' ki gahraayi maapne ki koshish karne lagti...
Unka dhyan har waqt unki thapkiyon ke karan lagataar thirakti rahti meri chhatiyon par hi hota tha.. par kisi ne kabhi 'unn' par jhapatta nahi mara. Shayad 'wo' ye sochte honge ki kahin mein bidak na jaaoon.. par main unko kabhi chahkar bhi nahi bata payi ki mujhe aisa karwate huye meethi-meethi khujali hoti hai aur bahut aanand aata hai...
Haan! ek baat main kabhi nahi bhool paaungi.. Mere history wale sir ka hath aise hi samjhate huye ek din kamar se nahi, mere ghutno se chalna shuru hua.. aur dheere dheere meri skirt ke andar ghus gaya. Apni kele ke taney jaisi lambi gori aur chikni jaanghon par unke 'kaampte' huye hath ko mahsoos karke main machal uthi thi... Khushi ke maare maine aankhein band karke apni jaanghein khol di aur unke hath ko meri jaanghon ke beech mein upar chadhta hua mahsoos karne lagi.. Achanak meri phool jaisi najuk yoni se pani sa tapakne laga..
Achanak unhone meri jaanghon mein buri tarah fansi huyi 'kachchhi' ke andar ungali ghusa di.. par hadbadi aur jaldbazi mein galti se unki ungali seedhi meri chikni hokar tapak rahi yoni ki moti moti faankon ke beech ghus gayi.. main dard se tilmila uthi.. achanak huye iss prahar ko main sahan nahi kar payi. Chhatpatate huye maine apne aapko unse chhudaya aur deewar ki taraf munh fer kar khadi ho gayi... meri aankhein dabdaba gayi thi..
Main iss sari prakriya ke 'pyar se' fir shuru hone ka intjaar kar hi rahi thi ki 'wo' master mere aage hath jodkar khada ho gaya,"Pls Anjali.. mujhse galati ho gayi.. main bahak gaya tha... kisi se kuchh mat kahna.. meri noukari ka sawaal hai...!" Iss'se pahle main kuchh bolne ki himmat jutati; bina matlab ki bakbak karta hua wo staffroom se bhag gaya.. mujhe tadapti chhodkar..
Nigodi 'ungali' ne mere youvan ko iss kadar bhadkaya ki main apne jalwon se ladkon ke dilon mein aag lagana bhool apni nanhi si fudakti yoni ki pyas bujhane ki jugat mein rahne lagi. iske liye maine apne ang-pradarshan abhiyan ko aur tej kar diya. Anjaan si bankar, khujali karne ke bahane main bench par baithi huyi skirt mein hath daal usko jaanghon tak upar khiska leti aur class mein ladkon ki seetiyan bajne lagti. Ab poore din ladkon ki baaton ka kendra main hi rahne lagi. Aaj ahsaas hota hai ki yoni mein ek baar aur mardani ungali karwane ke chakkar mein main kitni badnaam ho gayi thi.
Khair; mera 'kaam' jald hi ban jata agar 'wo' (jo koyi bhi tha) mere bag mein nihayat hi ashleel letter daalne se pahle mujhe bata deta. Kash letter mere chhotu bhaiya se pahle mujhe mil jata! 'gadhe' ne letter seedha mere sharabi papa ko pakda diya aur raat ko nashe mein dhutt hokar papa mujhe apne saamne khadi karke letter padhne lage:
" hi jane-man!
kya khati ho yaar? itni mast hoti ja rahi ho ki sare ladkon ko apna deewana bana ke rakh diya. Tumhari 'papite' jaise choonchiyon ne hamein pahle hi pagal bana rakha tha, ab apni gouri chikni jaanghein dikha dikha kar kya hamari jaan lene ka irada hai? aise hi chalta raha toh tum apne sath 'iss' saal Exam mein sab ladkon ko bhi le doobogi..
Par mujhe tumse koyi gila nahi hai. Tumhari mastani choonchiyan dekhkar main dhanya ho jata tha; ab nangi chikni jaanghein dekhkar toh jaise amar hi ho gaya hoon. Fir paas ya fail hone ki parwah kise hai agar roj tumhare angon ke darshan hote rahein. Ek request hai, pls maan lena! Skirt ko thoda sa aur upar kar diya karo taki main tumhari geeli 'kachchhi' ka rang dekh sakoon. School ke bathroom mein jakar tumhari kalpna karte huye apne lund ko hilata hoon toh baar baar yahi sawaal mann mein ubharta rahta hai ki 'kachchhi' ka rang kya hoga.. iss wajah se mere lund ka ras nikalne mein deri ho jati hai aur class mein teachers ki sun'ni padti hai... pls, ye baat aage se yaad rakhna!
Tumhari kasam jaane-man, ab toh mere sapno mein bhi priyanka chopda ki jagah nangi hokar tum hi aane lagi ho. 'wo' toh ab mujhe tumhare saamne kuchh bhi nahi lagti. Sone se pahle 2 baar khayalon mein tumhe poori nangi karke chod'te huye apne lund ka ras nikalta hoon, fir bhi subah mera 'kachchha' geela milta hai. Fir subah bister se uthne se pahle tumhe ek baar jaroor yaad karta hoon.
Maine suna hai ki ladkiyon mein chudayi ki bhookh ladkon se bhi jyada hoti hai. tumhare andar bhi hogi na? Waise toh tumhari chudayi karne ke liye sabhi apne lund ko tel lagaye firte hain; par tumhari kasam janeman, main tumhe sabse jyada pyar karta hoon, asli wala. Kisi aur ke bahkawe mein mat aana, jyadatar ladke chodte huye pagal ho jate hain. wo tumhari kunwari choot ko ekdum faad daalenge. par main sab kuchh 'pyar se karoonga.. tumhari kasam. pahle ungali se tumhari choot ko thodi si kholoonga aur chat chat kar andar bahar se poori tarah geeli kar doonga.. fir dheere dheere lund andar karne ki koshish karunga, tumne khushi khushi le liya toh theek, warna chhod doonga.. tumhari kasam jaaneman.
agar tumne apni chudayi karwane ka mood bana liya ho toh kal apna laal rumaal lekar aana aur usko recess mein apne bench par chhod dena. Fir main bataunga ki kab kahan aur kaise milna hai!
Pls jaan, Ek baar sewa ka mouka jaroor dena. Tum hamesha yaad rakhogi aur roj roj chudayi karwane ki sochogi, Mera dawa hai.
Tumhara Aashiq!
Main aaj 22 ki ho gayi hoon. Kuchh baras pahle tak mein bilkul 'flat' thi.. aage se bhi.. aur pichhe se bhi. par School bus mein aate jate; ladkon ke kandhon ki ragad kha kha kar mujhe pata hi nahi chala ki kab mere kulhon aur chhatiyon par charbi chadh gayi.. Baali umar mein hi mere nitamb beech se ek faank nikaale huye gol tarbooj ki tarah ubhar gaye. meri chhati par bhagwan ke diye do anmol 'fal' bhi ab 'amroodon' se badhkar moti moti 'sebon' jaise ho gaye the. Main kayi baar bathroom mein nangi hokar achraj se unhe dekha karti thi.. chhoo kar.. daba kar.. masal kar. mujhe aisa karte huye ajeeb sa anand aata .. 'wahan bhi.. aur neeche bhi.
Mere gore chitte badan par uss chhoti si khas jagah ko chhodkar kahin baalon ka namo-nishan tak nahi tha.. hulke hulke meri bagal mein bhi the. Uske alawa gardan se lekar pairon tak main ekdum chikni thi. Class ke ladkon ko lalchayi najron se apni chhati par jhool rahe 'Sebon' ko ghoorte dekh meri Jaanghon ke beech chhipi baithi hulke hulke baalon wali, magar chiknahat se bhari titli ke pankh fadfadane lagte aur chhatiyon par gulabi rangat ke 'anaar daane' tan kar khade ho jate. par mujhe koyi farak nahi pada. Haan, kabhi kabhar sharm aa jati thi. ye bhi nahi aati agar mummy ne nahi bola hota,"ab tu badi ho gayi hai Anju.. Bra daalni shuru kar de aur chunni bhi liya kar!"
Sach kahoon toh mujhe apne unmukt urojon ko kisi maryada mein bandh kar rakhna kabhi nahi suhaya aur na hi unko chunni se parde mein rakhna. Mouka milte hi main bra ko jaanboojh kar bathroom ki khoonti par hi taang jati aur class mein manchale ladkon ko apne ird gird mandraate dekh maje leti.. Main aksar jaan boojh apne hath upar utha angadayi si leti aur meri chhatiyan tan kar jhoolne si lagti. Uss waqt mere saamne khade ladkon ki halat kharab ho jati... kuchh toh apne honton par aise jeebh ferne lagte mano mouka milte hi mujhe noch daalenge. class ki sab ladkiyan mujhse jalne lagi.. halanki 'wo' sab unke paas bhi tha.. par mere jaisa nahi..
Main padhayi mein bilkul bhi achchhi nahi thi par sabhi male-teachers ka 'poora pyar' mujhe milta tha. ye unka pyar hi toh tha ki home-work na karke le jane par bhi wo muskurakar bina kuchh kahe chupchap copy band karke mujhe pakda dete.. baki sab ki pitayi hoti. Par haan, wo mere padhayi mein dhyan na dene ka harjana wasool karna kabhi nahi bhoolte the. Jis kisi ka bhi khali period nikal aata; kisi na kisi bahane se mujhe staffroom mein bula hi lete. Mere hathon ko apne hath mein lekar masalte huye mujhe samjhate rahte. kamar se chipka hua unka dusra hath dheere dheere fisalta hua mere nitambon par aa tikta. Mujhe padhai par 'aur jyada' dhyan dene ko kahte huye wo mere nitambon par hulki hulki chapat lagate huye mere Nitambon ki thirkan ka maja loot'te rahte.. mujhe padhayi ke faayde ginwate huye aksar wo 'bhawuk' ho jate the, aur chapat lagana bhool nitambon par hi hath jama lete. Kabhi kabhi toh unki ungaliyan skirt ke upar se hi meri 'daraar' ki gahraayi maapne ki koshish karne lagti...
Unka dhyan har waqt unki thapkiyon ke karan lagataar thirakti rahti meri chhatiyon par hi hota tha.. par kisi ne kabhi 'unn' par jhapatta nahi mara. Shayad 'wo' ye sochte honge ki kahin mein bidak na jaaoon.. par main unko kabhi chahkar bhi nahi bata payi ki mujhe aisa karwate huye meethi-meethi khujali hoti hai aur bahut aanand aata hai...
Haan! ek baat main kabhi nahi bhool paaungi.. Mere history wale sir ka hath aise hi samjhate huye ek din kamar se nahi, mere ghutno se chalna shuru hua.. aur dheere dheere meri skirt ke andar ghus gaya. Apni kele ke taney jaisi lambi gori aur chikni jaanghon par unke 'kaampte' huye hath ko mahsoos karke main machal uthi thi... Khushi ke maare maine aankhein band karke apni jaanghein khol di aur unke hath ko meri jaanghon ke beech mein upar chadhta hua mahsoos karne lagi.. Achanak meri phool jaisi najuk yoni se pani sa tapakne laga..
Achanak unhone meri jaanghon mein buri tarah fansi huyi 'kachchhi' ke andar ungali ghusa di.. par hadbadi aur jaldbazi mein galti se unki ungali seedhi meri chikni hokar tapak rahi yoni ki moti moti faankon ke beech ghus gayi.. main dard se tilmila uthi.. achanak huye iss prahar ko main sahan nahi kar payi. Chhatpatate huye maine apne aapko unse chhudaya aur deewar ki taraf munh fer kar khadi ho gayi... meri aankhein dabdaba gayi thi..
Main iss sari prakriya ke 'pyar se' fir shuru hone ka intjaar kar hi rahi thi ki 'wo' master mere aage hath jodkar khada ho gaya,"Pls Anjali.. mujhse galati ho gayi.. main bahak gaya tha... kisi se kuchh mat kahna.. meri noukari ka sawaal hai...!" Iss'se pahle main kuchh bolne ki himmat jutati; bina matlab ki bakbak karta hua wo staffroom se bhag gaya.. mujhe tadapti chhodkar..
Nigodi 'ungali' ne mere youvan ko iss kadar bhadkaya ki main apne jalwon se ladkon ke dilon mein aag lagana bhool apni nanhi si fudakti yoni ki pyas bujhane ki jugat mein rahne lagi. iske liye maine apne ang-pradarshan abhiyan ko aur tej kar diya. Anjaan si bankar, khujali karne ke bahane main bench par baithi huyi skirt mein hath daal usko jaanghon tak upar khiska leti aur class mein ladkon ki seetiyan bajne lagti. Ab poore din ladkon ki baaton ka kendra main hi rahne lagi. Aaj ahsaas hota hai ki yoni mein ek baar aur mardani ungali karwane ke chakkar mein main kitni badnaam ho gayi thi.
Khair; mera 'kaam' jald hi ban jata agar 'wo' (jo koyi bhi tha) mere bag mein nihayat hi ashleel letter daalne se pahle mujhe bata deta. Kash letter mere chhotu bhaiya se pahle mujhe mil jata! 'gadhe' ne letter seedha mere sharabi papa ko pakda diya aur raat ko nashe mein dhutt hokar papa mujhe apne saamne khadi karke letter padhne lage:
" hi jane-man!
kya khati ho yaar? itni mast hoti ja rahi ho ki sare ladkon ko apna deewana bana ke rakh diya. Tumhari 'papite' jaise choonchiyon ne hamein pahle hi pagal bana rakha tha, ab apni gouri chikni jaanghein dikha dikha kar kya hamari jaan lene ka irada hai? aise hi chalta raha toh tum apne sath 'iss' saal Exam mein sab ladkon ko bhi le doobogi..
Par mujhe tumse koyi gila nahi hai. Tumhari mastani choonchiyan dekhkar main dhanya ho jata tha; ab nangi chikni jaanghein dekhkar toh jaise amar hi ho gaya hoon. Fir paas ya fail hone ki parwah kise hai agar roj tumhare angon ke darshan hote rahein. Ek request hai, pls maan lena! Skirt ko thoda sa aur upar kar diya karo taki main tumhari geeli 'kachchhi' ka rang dekh sakoon. School ke bathroom mein jakar tumhari kalpna karte huye apne lund ko hilata hoon toh baar baar yahi sawaal mann mein ubharta rahta hai ki 'kachchhi' ka rang kya hoga.. iss wajah se mere lund ka ras nikalne mein deri ho jati hai aur class mein teachers ki sun'ni padti hai... pls, ye baat aage se yaad rakhna!
Tumhari kasam jaane-man, ab toh mere sapno mein bhi priyanka chopda ki jagah nangi hokar tum hi aane lagi ho. 'wo' toh ab mujhe tumhare saamne kuchh bhi nahi lagti. Sone se pahle 2 baar khayalon mein tumhe poori nangi karke chod'te huye apne lund ka ras nikalta hoon, fir bhi subah mera 'kachchha' geela milta hai. Fir subah bister se uthne se pahle tumhe ek baar jaroor yaad karta hoon.
Maine suna hai ki ladkiyon mein chudayi ki bhookh ladkon se bhi jyada hoti hai. tumhare andar bhi hogi na? Waise toh tumhari chudayi karne ke liye sabhi apne lund ko tel lagaye firte hain; par tumhari kasam janeman, main tumhe sabse jyada pyar karta hoon, asli wala. Kisi aur ke bahkawe mein mat aana, jyadatar ladke chodte huye pagal ho jate hain. wo tumhari kunwari choot ko ekdum faad daalenge. par main sab kuchh 'pyar se karoonga.. tumhari kasam. pahle ungali se tumhari choot ko thodi si kholoonga aur chat chat kar andar bahar se poori tarah geeli kar doonga.. fir dheere dheere lund andar karne ki koshish karunga, tumne khushi khushi le liya toh theek, warna chhod doonga.. tumhari kasam jaaneman.
agar tumne apni chudayi karwane ka mood bana liya ho toh kal apna laal rumaal lekar aana aur usko recess mein apne bench par chhod dena. Fir main bataunga ki kab kahan aur kaise milna hai!
Pls jaan, Ek baar sewa ka mouka jaroor dena. Tum hamesha yaad rakhogi aur roj roj chudayi karwane ki sochogi, Mera dawa hai.
Tumhara Aashiq!