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Rahul neha rekha ke sath lesbian Sex karne ke baad rekha chali gai ghar me usne apne app ko aache saaf kiya kapde change kar diye tabhi neha ne door bell bajai
Shaam ke 5:40 baje the. Neha (Rahul ke body mein) college se vapas aayi. Uske baal thode bagal hue the, backpack uske shoulder pe laga tha, aur uske chehre pe thakaan ke saath ek alag si bechaini thi. Woh living room mein aaya toh dekha ki Rahul-Neha (Neha ke madmast 38D-36-40 body mein) sofa pe baitha hua tha
– soft yellow saree pehne, pallu dheela, boobs ka soft curve dikhta hua.
Neha-Rahul ne backpack table pe rakha aur bola:
“Maa… aaj college mein bahut thakaan ho gayi. Classes lamba chal gayi.”
Rahul-Neha ne muskurate hue uski taraf dekha. Andar se uske dimag mein Ranganath ke diye hue mantra ghoom rahe the. Usne socha:
“Ab pehla mantra istemal karne ka mauka hai… uske dimag mein vasna daal doon.”
Usne dheere se mantra padha (halki si awaaz mein, jaise normal baat kar raha ho) aur apne mann se power bheji. Mantra ne Neha-Rahul ke dimag mein seedha effect daala.
Neha-Rahul ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si change aa gayi. Uske aankhon mein pehle thakaan thi, lekin ab uski nazar Rahul-Neha ke body pe rukne lagi – pehle face, phir neck, phir deep cleavage,
phir heavy boobs, phir kamar aur hips. Usne socha (jo mantra se daali gayi thi):
“Yeh body… meri meri hi hay … lekin ab main isko dekh kar… kitni soft lag rahi hai… yeh boobs… yeh curve… yeh gaand… main isko aise kyun dekh raha hoon? Yeh gandi nazar… yeh vasna… kahan se aa rahi hai?”
Rahul-Neha (Neha ke body mein) yeh sab notice kar raha tha. Uske chehre pe halki si jeet ki smile aa gayi. Usne socha:
“Mantra kaam kar gaya… ab yeh mujhe gandi nazar se dekh raha hai… meri hi body ko… mera beta… ab yeh feel karega ki yeh body kitni seductive hai.”
Neha-Rahul thoda bechain ho gaya. Usne apni aankhein hatane ki koshish ki, lekin nazar baar-baar Rahul-Neha ke boobs aur low waist pe ja rahi thi. Usne socha:
“Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhse… main apni hi body ko… maa ki body ko… aise gandi nazar se dekh raha hoon… yeh vasna… yeh feeling… bahut strong hai… control nahi ho raha…”
Rahul-Neha ne normal awaaz mein bola, lekin andar se khush tha:
“Beta… thak gaye ho kya? Aaao… thoda rest kar lo. Main chai bana deti hoon.”
Neha-Rahul ne sir hila diya, lekin uski nazar abhi bhi Rahul-Neha ke body pe thi. Usne dheere se bola:
“Haan… thoda thakaan hai… main abhi apne room mein ja raha hoon.”
Usne backpack uthaya aur jaldi se apne room ki taraf chala gaya. Darwaza band karte hue uske dimag mein abhi bhi woh gandi nazar aur vasna ghoom rahi thi – jo Rahul-Neha ne mantra se daali thi.
Rahul-Neha sofa pe baitha raha aur andar se hasa:
“Pehla mantra kaam kar gaya… ab yeh mere body ko aise dekh raha hai… vasna aa gayi hai uske dimag mein. Ab dheere-dheere main is power ko aur use karunga… Kamini ke liye bhi… aur apni zindagi ke liye bhi.”
Neha-Rahul ko bilkul nahi pata tha ki uske dimag mein jo gandi soch aa rahi thi… woh Rahul-Neha ke mantra ki wajah se thi. Woh apne room mein akele baitha, apni hi body ki yaad mein bechain ho raha tha.
Yeh pehla mantra ka use Rahul-Neha ke liye bahut successful raha. Ab uske paas power thi… aur woh us power ko dheere-dheere badhaane wala tha.
Neha-Rahul Apne Room Mein – Vasna Aur Muth Ka Scene
Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) apne room mein aaya aur darwaza zor se band kar diya. Usne backpack table pe phenka aur bed pe baith gaya. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi woh scene ghoom raha tha – living room mein “maa” (Rahul-Neha) ki soft
yellow saree, dheela pallu, heavy 38D boobs ka curve, low waist, aur woh matakti gaand. Mantra ki wajah se uske dimag mein daali gayi vasna ab control nahi ho rahi thi.
Usne socha:
“Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhse… main apni hi body ko… maa ki body ko… aise gandi nazar se dekh raha hoon… yeh boobs… yeh gaand… yeh softness… yeh sab yaad aate hi mera land hard ho raha hai. Yeh feeling… bahut strong hai… ruk nahi rahi.”
Usne window ki taraf dekha. Colony ki ek aunty (45-48 saal ki, chubby figure) road pe ja rahi thi. Uske tight blouse mein boobs ubhre hue the,
gaand jeans mein matak rahi thi. Neha-Rahul ki nazar uspe atak gayi. Usne socha:
“Yeh aunty… inke bhi boobs… yeh gaand… maa ki body jaisi… sab kuch ek jaisa lag raha hai… mera dimag kharab ho raha hai… vasna badh rahi hai…”
Phir uske dimag mein college ki Sushma Mem ka khayal aaya – 40 saal ki,
strict teacher, lekin figure 36-28-38, tight saree mein always. Usne socha:
“Sushma Mem… unki bhi body… unke
boobs… unki gaand… ab sab auraton ki body mujhe aise feel ho rahi hai… lekin sabse zyada meri hi purani body… maa ki body… uski yaad… sabse strong hai.”
Neha-Rahul ka land ab poori tarah hard ho chuka tha – pants mein tight aur ubhra hua. Usne jhat se apne kapde utarne shuru kiye. Shirt ke buttons khole, shirt phenk di. Phir belt kholi, pants neeche kiye. Underwear bhi utar di. Ab woh bilkul nanga bed pe baitha tha – uska land 6.5 inch ka, mota, veins dikhti hui, tip se thoda precum nikal raha tha.
Usne apne land ko haath mein pakda aur dheere se stroke karna shuru kiya. Aankhein band kiye hue usne apni purani body (Neha ki body) ko yaad kiya:
“Maa… meri body… 38D boobs… soft aur heavy… jab main unko dabata tha toh kitna soft feel hota tha… nipples pink aur hard… ab woh body kisi aur ke paas hai… lekin main usko yaad karke… aaahhhh… yeh maza… yeh vasna…”
Usne speed badhai. Haath upar-neeche tezi se chalne laga. Usne socha:
“Woh pink saree… pallu dheela… cleavage deep… main usko dekh raha tha… gandi nazar se… apni hi body ko… aaahhhh… yeh feeling… kitni strong hai… mera land itna hard… precum beh raha hai…”
Usne dusre haath se apne balls ko sahlaaya aur stroke tez kiya. Dimag mein images ghoom rahi thi – maa ki body ka soft midriff, low waist, badi round gaand, smooth chut. Usne moan kiya:
“Aaahhhhh… rahul… meri body… main usko aise dekh raha tha… vasna aa gayi thi… ab yeh muth… uski yaad mein… aaahhhhh… yeshhhhh… aur tez…”
Window se abhi bhi colony ki aunty ki yaad aa rahi thi – uske boobs aur gaand. Phir Sushma Mem – unki tight saree, commanding figure. Lekin sabse zyada force uski purani body ki thi.
Usne bed pe let gaya, taange failayi, aur dono haathon se land ko zor se stroke karne laga. Speed bahut tez thi. Uske seene se paseena nikal raha tha, saans tez thi.
“Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh… yeh body… meri body… 38D… soft… heavy… main usko dabana chahta hoon… choosna chahta hoon… aaahhhhh… yeshhhhh… aur zor se… mera land… itna hard… precum… beh raha hai… aaahhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Speed aur badh gayi. Uske haath blur ho rahe the. Land tip se precum ki tarah beh raha tha. Usne zor se moan kiya: me chod raha hu aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh mera cum meri chut me me aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
“Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh… rahul meri body… main usko yaad karke… muth maar raha hoon… aaahhhhh… yeshhhhh… nikalo… aaahhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Orgasm aaya – zor ka. White cum jets nikalne lage – pehle seene pe, phir pet pe, phir haath pe. Usne stroke continue kiya jab tak last drop nahi nikla. Body jhatke le rahi thi, saans tez thi, aankhein band.jese vo apni hi body ko chod raha ho cum pura nikal gaya
Woh thak kar bed pe let gaya. Cum uske body pe lag raha tha. Usne socha:
“Yeh kya ho gaya mujhse… main apni hi body ko… maa ki body ko… yaad karke muth maar raha hoon… yeh vasna… yeh feeling… ab control nahi ho raha. College mein Sushma Mem… colony ki aunty… sab… lekin sabse zyada meri purani body…”
Usne tissue se saaf kiya, lekin dimag abhi bhi usi vasna mein tha. Mantra ka asar abhi bhi uske andar chal raha tha – aur woh nahi jaanta tha ki yeh sab Rahul-Neha ne daala hai.
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Shaam ke 5:40 baje the. Neha (Rahul ke body mein) college se vapas aayi. Uske baal thode bagal hue the, backpack uske shoulder pe laga tha, aur uske chehre pe thakaan ke saath ek alag si bechaini thi. Woh living room mein aaya toh dekha ki Rahul-Neha (Neha ke madmast 38D-36-40 body mein) sofa pe baitha hua tha
– soft yellow saree pehne, pallu dheela, boobs ka soft curve dikhta hua.
Neha-Rahul ne backpack table pe rakha aur bola:
“Maa… aaj college mein bahut thakaan ho gayi. Classes lamba chal gayi.”
Rahul-Neha ne muskurate hue uski taraf dekha. Andar se uske dimag mein Ranganath ke diye hue mantra ghoom rahe the. Usne socha:
“Ab pehla mantra istemal karne ka mauka hai… uske dimag mein vasna daal doon.”
Usne dheere se mantra padha (halki si awaaz mein, jaise normal baat kar raha ho) aur apne mann se power bheji. Mantra ne Neha-Rahul ke dimag mein seedha effect daala.
Neha-Rahul ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si change aa gayi. Uske aankhon mein pehle thakaan thi, lekin ab uski nazar Rahul-Neha ke body pe rukne lagi – pehle face, phir neck, phir deep cleavage,
phir heavy boobs, phir kamar aur hips. Usne socha (jo mantra se daali gayi thi):
“Yeh body… meri meri hi hay … lekin ab main isko dekh kar… kitni soft lag rahi hai… yeh boobs… yeh curve… yeh gaand… main isko aise kyun dekh raha hoon? Yeh gandi nazar… yeh vasna… kahan se aa rahi hai?”
Rahul-Neha (Neha ke body mein) yeh sab notice kar raha tha. Uske chehre pe halki si jeet ki smile aa gayi. Usne socha:
“Mantra kaam kar gaya… ab yeh mujhe gandi nazar se dekh raha hai… meri hi body ko… mera beta… ab yeh feel karega ki yeh body kitni seductive hai.”
Neha-Rahul thoda bechain ho gaya. Usne apni aankhein hatane ki koshish ki, lekin nazar baar-baar Rahul-Neha ke boobs aur low waist pe ja rahi thi. Usne socha:
“Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhse… main apni hi body ko… maa ki body ko… aise gandi nazar se dekh raha hoon… yeh vasna… yeh feeling… bahut strong hai… control nahi ho raha…”
Rahul-Neha ne normal awaaz mein bola, lekin andar se khush tha:
“Beta… thak gaye ho kya? Aaao… thoda rest kar lo. Main chai bana deti hoon.”
Neha-Rahul ne sir hila diya, lekin uski nazar abhi bhi Rahul-Neha ke body pe thi. Usne dheere se bola:
“Haan… thoda thakaan hai… main abhi apne room mein ja raha hoon.”
Usne backpack uthaya aur jaldi se apne room ki taraf chala gaya. Darwaza band karte hue uske dimag mein abhi bhi woh gandi nazar aur vasna ghoom rahi thi – jo Rahul-Neha ne mantra se daali thi.
Rahul-Neha sofa pe baitha raha aur andar se hasa:
“Pehla mantra kaam kar gaya… ab yeh mere body ko aise dekh raha hai… vasna aa gayi hai uske dimag mein. Ab dheere-dheere main is power ko aur use karunga… Kamini ke liye bhi… aur apni zindagi ke liye bhi.”
Neha-Rahul ko bilkul nahi pata tha ki uske dimag mein jo gandi soch aa rahi thi… woh Rahul-Neha ke mantra ki wajah se thi. Woh apne room mein akele baitha, apni hi body ki yaad mein bechain ho raha tha.
Yeh pehla mantra ka use Rahul-Neha ke liye bahut successful raha. Ab uske paas power thi… aur woh us power ko dheere-dheere badhaane wala tha.
Neha-Rahul Apne Room Mein – Vasna Aur Muth Ka Scene
Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) apne room mein aaya aur darwaza zor se band kar diya. Usne backpack table pe phenka aur bed pe baith gaya. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi woh scene ghoom raha tha – living room mein “maa” (Rahul-Neha) ki soft
yellow saree, dheela pallu, heavy 38D boobs ka curve, low waist, aur woh matakti gaand. Mantra ki wajah se uske dimag mein daali gayi vasna ab control nahi ho rahi thi.
Usne socha:
“Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhse… main apni hi body ko… maa ki body ko… aise gandi nazar se dekh raha hoon… yeh boobs… yeh gaand… yeh softness… yeh sab yaad aate hi mera land hard ho raha hai. Yeh feeling… bahut strong hai… ruk nahi rahi.”
Usne window ki taraf dekha. Colony ki ek aunty (45-48 saal ki, chubby figure) road pe ja rahi thi. Uske tight blouse mein boobs ubhre hue the,
gaand jeans mein matak rahi thi. Neha-Rahul ki nazar uspe atak gayi. Usne socha:
“Yeh aunty… inke bhi boobs… yeh gaand… maa ki body jaisi… sab kuch ek jaisa lag raha hai… mera dimag kharab ho raha hai… vasna badh rahi hai…”
Phir uske dimag mein college ki Sushma Mem ka khayal aaya – 40 saal ki,
strict teacher, lekin figure 36-28-38, tight saree mein always. Usne socha:
“Sushma Mem… unki bhi body… unke
boobs… unki gaand… ab sab auraton ki body mujhe aise feel ho rahi hai… lekin sabse zyada meri hi purani body… maa ki body… uski yaad… sabse strong hai.”
Neha-Rahul ka land ab poori tarah hard ho chuka tha – pants mein tight aur ubhra hua. Usne jhat se apne kapde utarne shuru kiye. Shirt ke buttons khole, shirt phenk di. Phir belt kholi, pants neeche kiye. Underwear bhi utar di. Ab woh bilkul nanga bed pe baitha tha – uska land 6.5 inch ka, mota, veins dikhti hui, tip se thoda precum nikal raha tha.
Usne apne land ko haath mein pakda aur dheere se stroke karna shuru kiya. Aankhein band kiye hue usne apni purani body (Neha ki body) ko yaad kiya:
“Maa… meri body… 38D boobs… soft aur heavy… jab main unko dabata tha toh kitna soft feel hota tha… nipples pink aur hard… ab woh body kisi aur ke paas hai… lekin main usko yaad karke… aaahhhh… yeh maza… yeh vasna…”
Usne speed badhai. Haath upar-neeche tezi se chalne laga. Usne socha:
“Woh pink saree… pallu dheela… cleavage deep… main usko dekh raha tha… gandi nazar se… apni hi body ko… aaahhhh… yeh feeling… kitni strong hai… mera land itna hard… precum beh raha hai…”
Usne dusre haath se apne balls ko sahlaaya aur stroke tez kiya. Dimag mein images ghoom rahi thi – maa ki body ka soft midriff, low waist, badi round gaand, smooth chut. Usne moan kiya:
“Aaahhhhh… rahul… meri body… main usko aise dekh raha tha… vasna aa gayi thi… ab yeh muth… uski yaad mein… aaahhhhh… yeshhhhh… aur tez…”
Window se abhi bhi colony ki aunty ki yaad aa rahi thi – uske boobs aur gaand. Phir Sushma Mem – unki tight saree, commanding figure. Lekin sabse zyada force uski purani body ki thi.
Usne bed pe let gaya, taange failayi, aur dono haathon se land ko zor se stroke karne laga. Speed bahut tez thi. Uske seene se paseena nikal raha tha, saans tez thi.
“Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh… yeh body… meri body… 38D… soft… heavy… main usko dabana chahta hoon… choosna chahta hoon… aaahhhhh… yeshhhhh… aur zor se… mera land… itna hard… precum… beh raha hai… aaahhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Speed aur badh gayi. Uske haath blur ho rahe the. Land tip se precum ki tarah beh raha tha. Usne zor se moan kiya: me chod raha hu aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh mera cum meri chut me me aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
“Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh… rahul meri body… main usko yaad karke… muth maar raha hoon… aaahhhhh… yeshhhhh… nikalo… aaahhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Orgasm aaya – zor ka. White cum jets nikalne lage – pehle seene pe, phir pet pe, phir haath pe. Usne stroke continue kiya jab tak last drop nahi nikla. Body jhatke le rahi thi, saans tez thi, aankhein band.jese vo apni hi body ko chod raha ho cum pura nikal gaya
Woh thak kar bed pe let gaya. Cum uske body pe lag raha tha. Usne socha:
“Yeh kya ho gaya mujhse… main apni hi body ko… maa ki body ko… yaad karke muth maar raha hoon… yeh vasna… yeh feeling… ab control nahi ho raha. College mein Sushma Mem… colony ki aunty… sab… lekin sabse zyada meri purani body…”
Usne tissue se saaf kiya, lekin dimag abhi bhi usi vasna mein tha. Mantra ka asar abhi bhi uske andar chal raha tha – aur woh nahi jaanta tha ki yeh sab Rahul-Neha ne daala hai.
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Office Cabin Mein – Sharma aur Dilip ki Baat
Dilip ke office ka time tha. Subah lagbhag 11:45 baje. Dilip apne desk par kaam kar raha tha jab uske boss Mr. Sharma ne phone kiya.
**Mr. Sharma**:
“Dilip ji, ek minute cabin mein aa jaaiye. Zaroori baat karni hai.”
Dilip turant utha aur Sharma ke cabin mein chala gaya. Cabin air-conditioned thi, badi si table, peeche glass window. Sharma ne usko baithne ka ishaara kiya aur files side rakh di.
**Mr. Sharma** (muskurate hue, thoda lean hote hue):
“Dilip ji, seedhi baat karta hoon. Aapki wife Neha ji ke baare mein soch raha tha. Kal aapke ghar se unka call aaya tha na? Bahut soft-spoken aur presentable lagti hain. Office mein HR department mein ek part-time vacancy nikli hai. Week mein sirf do din – Tuesday aur Friday. Timing 11 baje se 4 baje tak. Salary pachaas hazaar rupaye mahine.”
Dilip thoda surprised hua. Usne socha tha koi normal kaam ki baat hogi.
**Dilip**:
“Sir… 50,000? Week mein sirf do din? Yeh toh bahut accha package hai. Lekin Neha toh ghar par hi rehti hain. Unke paas is tarah ke office experience nahi hai.”
**Mr. Sharma** (haath hilaate hue):
“Experience ki koi zarurat nahi. Unka nature soft hai, looking presentable hai, family background accha hai. HR mein coordination, small admin work, employee welfare… simple kaam hoga. Main personally unhe guide karunga. Aap soch lo Dilip ji – ghar ka kharcha halka ho jayega, aur Neha ji ko bhi thoda time pass mil jayega. Baaki paanch din toh ghar par hi rahengi.”
Dilip soch mein pad gaya. 50,000 extra income unke middle-class budget ke liye bahut badi baat thi. Lekin uske mann mein thoda shak bhi tha. Boss ki nazar pehle bhi party mein Neha par thodi alag rehti thi.
**Dilip**:
“Sir, offer kaafi attractive hai. Main aaj shaam ko Neha se baat karta hoon. Agar woh ready hui toh…”
**Mr. Sharma** (smile ke saath, awaaz thodi soft karte hue):
“Bilkul baat kar lijiye. Kal ya parso unko office bula lijiye. Formal interview hoga, bas formality. Main dekh lunga. Aap tension mat lo… main unka khayal rakhunga. HR department mere under hi aata hai.”
Dilip ne haan mein sir hila diya.
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai sir. Main unse baat karke aapko bataata hoon.”
**Mr. Sharma** (thoda ruk kar, nazar Dilip ki wedding ring par daalte hue):
“Bahut accha. Neha ji ko mera namaste kehna. Unka presence bahut graceful hai. Office environment mein accha lagega. Aap lucky hain Dilip ji… aisi wife ke saath.”
Dilip thoda awkward feel karke utha. Usne thanks kaha aur cabin se bahar nikal gaya.
Bahar aate hi Dilip ke mann mein mix feelings thi –
paise ki khushi,
lekin boss ki baaton mein chhupi hui interest ki lehar,
aur yeh soch ki Neha ko office laane se kya hoga.
Woh sochta hua apne desk par baith gaya. Shaam ko ghar jaakar woh Rahul (Neha ki body mein) se is baare mein baat karne wala tha.
Phone Call – Dilip aur Rahul (Neha body)
Shaam ke lagbhag 6:15 baje the. Dilip office se nikal kar apni car mein baitha tha. Traffic mein phansa hua tha. Usne phone uthaya aur apni wife ko call kiya.
Phone bajte hi Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ne uthaya. Woh ghar par kitchen mein thi.
**Rahul** (Neha ki soft awaaz mein):
“Haan ji… boliye.”
**Dilip**:
“Neha, suno… aaj office mein ek zaroori baat hui. Boss ne mujhe bulaya. Unhone tumhare liye job offer diya hai.”
Rahul thoda ruk gaya. Uske haath mein spatula tha, lekin ab ruk gaya.
**Rahul**:
“Job? Mere liye?”
**Dilip**:
“Haan. HR department mein part-time. Week mein sirf do din – Tuesday aur Friday. Subah 11 se shaam 4 tak. Aur salary… 50,000 rupaye mahine. Bahut accha package hai. Boss bol rahe the ki tum presentable ho, soft-spoken ho, isliye unhone socha tumhe offer karein. Experience ki bhi zarurat nahi. Woh khud guide karenge.”
Rahul ke dimaag mein turant woh party wala din flash ho gaya – jab Sharma ne usko (Neha ki body ko)
upar se neeche tak gandi nazar se dekha tha. Uske aankhon mein woh lust saaf dikhai de raha tha. Rahul ke mann mein socha:
*“Yeh wahi Sharma hai… jo mujhe us din aise dekh raha tha jaise kapde utarna chahta ho. Ab job offer… 2 din office… uske under. Yeh simple offer nahi lag raha.”*
Saath hi Ranganath ke power ki yaad aa gayi. Usne socha:
*“Ab mere paas baba ki shakti hai. Mantra hai. Agar main yeh job le leti hoon toh Sharma ko bhi control kar sakti hoon. Yeh naya khel ho sakta hai…”*
Dilip wait kar raha tha.
**Dilip**:
“Neha? Sun rahi ho? Kya sochti ho? Mainne kaha hai ki main tumse baat karke bataunga. Kal tak confirm karna hai.”
**Rahul** (thoda sochte hue, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Ji… main samajh gayi. Offer toh bahut accha hai. Paise bhi acche hain. Lekin… main soch leti hoon. Raat ko baat karte hain. Jab aap ghar aa jao, tab dhang se discuss karenge.”
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai. Main 8 baje tak aa jaunga. Tab baat karte hain. Tum soch lo acche se.”
**Rahul**:
“Haan ji. Aap dhyaan se driving karna. Bye.”
Call cut hote hi Rahul ne phone table par rakh diya. Woh kitchen counter ke against khadi rahi aur gehri saans li.
Uske mann mein do baatein ghum rahi thi:
1. Sharma ki woh gandi nazar
2. Ranganath ke diye hue mantra aur power
Usne dheere se apne aap se kaha:
“Raat ko Dilip se baat karungi… lekin pehle sochna padega. Yeh offer sirf paise ka nahi hai. Iske peeche kuch aur hai. Aur main ab kamzor nahi hoon.”
**Traffic Signal se Park Tak – Dilip aur Kamini ka Secret Meeting**
Shaam ke 7:20 baje the. Delhi ka traffic apni puri bhari mein tha. Dilip apni purani lekin saaf-suthri car mein baitha hua tha. Office se nikalte waqt uske dimaag mein abhi bhi boss ka job offer ghum raha tha – Neha ke liye 50,000, week mein do din. Woh soch raha tha ki ghar jaakar Neha se kaise baat karega. Red light par uski car ruk gayi.
Tabhi uski car ke right side mein ek shiny black Innova rukti hai. Window thodi si neeche thi. Dilip ne casually side mein nazar daali toh uski nazar ek familiar face par pad gayi.
**Kamini.**
IPS uniform nahi, aaj civilian clothes mein thi.
Light peach colour ki soft kurti, jo uske 38D figure ko elegantly hug kar rahi thi. Baal thode se open the, thakan ke bawajood chehra graceful tha. Usne bhi Dilip ko dekh liya. Ek second ke liye dono ki nazar mil gayi.
Kamini ne window poori neeche ki aur muskurate hue boli:
**Kamini**:
“Dilip ji… aap? Kya baat hai, yahan?”
Dilip thoda surprise hua, lekin window neeche karke bola:
**Dilip**:
“Kamini ji… aap? Main ghar ja raha tha. Aap kahan se?”
**Kamini** (thodi soft awaaz mein):
“Office se nikal rahi thi… thakan ho rahi hai. Suno… aage park hai na, wahan car roko. Saath mein chai pi lete hain. Bahut din ho gaye baat kiye.”
Dilip thoda hesitate kiya. Mann mein aaya – “Neha ghar par wait kar rahi hogi… lekin Kamini… uski aankhon mein kuch tha.” Phir bhi usne sir hila diya.
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai… aage park ke side mein milte hain.”
Dono ne signal green hote hi car aage badhayi. 300-400 meter aage ek chhota sa public park tha. Dono ne car side mein khadi kar di. Kamini ne apne driver ko kaha:
**Kamini**:
“Tum yahin ruko. Main 15-20 minute mein aa jaungi.”
Driver ne sir hila diya. Kamini car se utri. Peach kurti mein uska figure aur bhi clear tha – patli kamar, wide hips, aur slow walk. Dilip uski taraf dekhte hue car se utra. Uske dimaag mein ek baar phir aaya – “Kitni khubsurat hai yeh aurat… strong bhi, soft bhi.”
Dono ne ek dusre ko hello kiya. Kamini ne pehle haath aage badhaya, phir soch kar wapas kheench liya aur normal smile di.
**Kamini**:
“Chalo, wahan ek chhoti si tea stall hai. Baithte hain.”
Dono park ke corner mein lage chhote se tea stall par chale gaye. Do cutting chai maangi. Dono ek purani bench par baith gaye. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Kamini ne apni dupatta sambhalti hui Dilip ki taraf dekha.
**Kamini**:
“Aap bilkul change nahi hue Dilip ji. Same simple nature. Main toh roz marte-marte bachti hoon is job mein.”
**Dilip** (muskurate hue):
“Aap strong ho Kamini ji. Pihu kaise hai ab?”
Kamini ki aankhein thodi si moist ho gayi. Usne chai ka sip liya aur boli:
**Kamini**:
“Wahi… pehle jaisi nahi rahi. Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai main akeli lad rahi hoon. Aapke saath baat karke thoda sukoon milta tha… lekin ab…”
Woh ruk gayi. Dilip ne uski taraf dekha. Uske dil mein kuch hil gaya.
**Dilip**:
“Main… busy ho gaya tha thoda. Office ka pressure.”
Kamini ne dheere se uske haath ki taraf dekha, lekin touch nahi kiya. Usne awaaz thodi soft kar li:
**Kamini**:
“Ab toh aap humein yaad bhi nahi karte. Na message, na call. Kabhi bhabhi ne bhi call nahi kiya. Main sochti thi shayad aap log… bhool gaye.”
Dilip ke dil mein ek ajeeb sa armaan jag utha. Usne Kamini ke chehre ko dekha – thakan, loneliness, aur uske andar chhupi hui soft feeling. Uske mann mein aaya – “Yeh aurat… kitni akeli hai. Aur main… main bhi kabhi-kabhi akela mehsoos karta hoon.”
**Dilip** (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Aisa nahi hai Kamini ji. Bahut baar yaad aaye aap. Lekin… situation thodi complicated hai. Main… main chahta tha baat karun, lekin…”
Kamini ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Uske andar jo feelings thi Dilip ke liye, woh ab aur gehre utar rahi thi. Woh dil se kehna chahti thi – “Main aapko chahti hoon… aapke saath sukoon milta hai… aapke touch ki zarurat hai.” Lekin woh bol nahi paayi. Sirf itna kaha:
**Kamini**:
“Main samajh gayi. Aapki family hai… bhabhi hai. Main bhi… apni limits jaanti hoon. Bas kabhi-kabhi dil kar jata hai ki koi toh ho jo poochhe ‘tum theek ho?’”
Dono chup chap chai pi rahe the. Beech-beech mein unki nazar mil jaati. Kamini ki saansein thodi tez thi. Dilip ko uski khushboo aa rahi thi – soft perfume mixed with her body scent. Uske dil mein bhi armaan jag raha tha – “Agar main free hota… agar Neha na hoti… toh kya hota?”
15-20 minute baad Kamini ne chai khatam ki.
**Kamini**:
“Chaliye… ab der ho rahi hai. Aap bhi ghar jaaiye. Bhabhi wait kar rahi hongi.”
Dono uthe. Kamini ne is baar himmat karke Dilip ke haath ko halka sa touch kiya.
**Kamini** (bahut dheemi awaaz mein):
“Dilip ji… khayal rakhna apna. Aur… agar kabhi mann kare toh message kar lena. Main… main yahin hoon.”
Dilip ne uske haath ko thoda sa press kiya. Uske muh se sirf itna nikla:
**Dilip**:
“Aap bhi… khayal rakhna. Pihu ka bhi.”
Kamini muskurayi, lekin uski aankhon mein gehra dard aur chhupi hui muhabbat thi. Woh apni car ki taraf chal di. Dilip uske jaate hue dekhta raha –
uski walk, uske baal, uska figure… sab kuch uske dimaag mein chhap gaya.
Car start karte hue Dilip ke dil mein ek ajeeb sa khali pan tha. Usne socha – “Yeh aurat… meri zindagi mein kyun aa gayi? Aur main kyun uske baare mein itna soch raha hoon?”
Dusri taraf Kamini car mein baithte hi window se bahar dekhti rahi. Usne apne dil se kaha:
“Dilip… main aapko kitna chahti hoon… lekin bol nahi sakti. Aapki wife hai… aapki family hai. Main sirf… door se dekh sakti
hoon.”
Dono alag-alag raaston se nikal gaye. Lekin us shaam ke us chhote se mulakat ne dono ke dil mein ek naya, chhupa hua armaan jaga diya tha – jo ab dheere-dheere badhne wala tha.
To be counted
Dilip ke office ka time tha. Subah lagbhag 11:45 baje. Dilip apne desk par kaam kar raha tha jab uske boss Mr. Sharma ne phone kiya.
**Mr. Sharma**:
“Dilip ji, ek minute cabin mein aa jaaiye. Zaroori baat karni hai.”
Dilip turant utha aur Sharma ke cabin mein chala gaya. Cabin air-conditioned thi, badi si table, peeche glass window. Sharma ne usko baithne ka ishaara kiya aur files side rakh di.
**Mr. Sharma** (muskurate hue, thoda lean hote hue):
“Dilip ji, seedhi baat karta hoon. Aapki wife Neha ji ke baare mein soch raha tha. Kal aapke ghar se unka call aaya tha na? Bahut soft-spoken aur presentable lagti hain. Office mein HR department mein ek part-time vacancy nikli hai. Week mein sirf do din – Tuesday aur Friday. Timing 11 baje se 4 baje tak. Salary pachaas hazaar rupaye mahine.”
Dilip thoda surprised hua. Usne socha tha koi normal kaam ki baat hogi.
**Dilip**:
“Sir… 50,000? Week mein sirf do din? Yeh toh bahut accha package hai. Lekin Neha toh ghar par hi rehti hain. Unke paas is tarah ke office experience nahi hai.”
**Mr. Sharma** (haath hilaate hue):
“Experience ki koi zarurat nahi. Unka nature soft hai, looking presentable hai, family background accha hai. HR mein coordination, small admin work, employee welfare… simple kaam hoga. Main personally unhe guide karunga. Aap soch lo Dilip ji – ghar ka kharcha halka ho jayega, aur Neha ji ko bhi thoda time pass mil jayega. Baaki paanch din toh ghar par hi rahengi.”
Dilip soch mein pad gaya. 50,000 extra income unke middle-class budget ke liye bahut badi baat thi. Lekin uske mann mein thoda shak bhi tha. Boss ki nazar pehle bhi party mein Neha par thodi alag rehti thi.
**Dilip**:
“Sir, offer kaafi attractive hai. Main aaj shaam ko Neha se baat karta hoon. Agar woh ready hui toh…”
**Mr. Sharma** (smile ke saath, awaaz thodi soft karte hue):
“Bilkul baat kar lijiye. Kal ya parso unko office bula lijiye. Formal interview hoga, bas formality. Main dekh lunga. Aap tension mat lo… main unka khayal rakhunga. HR department mere under hi aata hai.”
Dilip ne haan mein sir hila diya.
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai sir. Main unse baat karke aapko bataata hoon.”
**Mr. Sharma** (thoda ruk kar, nazar Dilip ki wedding ring par daalte hue):
“Bahut accha. Neha ji ko mera namaste kehna. Unka presence bahut graceful hai. Office environment mein accha lagega. Aap lucky hain Dilip ji… aisi wife ke saath.”
Dilip thoda awkward feel karke utha. Usne thanks kaha aur cabin se bahar nikal gaya.
Bahar aate hi Dilip ke mann mein mix feelings thi –
paise ki khushi,
lekin boss ki baaton mein chhupi hui interest ki lehar,
aur yeh soch ki Neha ko office laane se kya hoga.
Woh sochta hua apne desk par baith gaya. Shaam ko ghar jaakar woh Rahul (Neha ki body mein) se is baare mein baat karne wala tha.
Phone Call – Dilip aur Rahul (Neha body)
Shaam ke lagbhag 6:15 baje the. Dilip office se nikal kar apni car mein baitha tha. Traffic mein phansa hua tha. Usne phone uthaya aur apni wife ko call kiya.
Phone bajte hi Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ne uthaya. Woh ghar par kitchen mein thi.
**Rahul** (Neha ki soft awaaz mein):
“Haan ji… boliye.”
**Dilip**:
“Neha, suno… aaj office mein ek zaroori baat hui. Boss ne mujhe bulaya. Unhone tumhare liye job offer diya hai.”
Rahul thoda ruk gaya. Uske haath mein spatula tha, lekin ab ruk gaya.
**Rahul**:
“Job? Mere liye?”
**Dilip**:
“Haan. HR department mein part-time. Week mein sirf do din – Tuesday aur Friday. Subah 11 se shaam 4 tak. Aur salary… 50,000 rupaye mahine. Bahut accha package hai. Boss bol rahe the ki tum presentable ho, soft-spoken ho, isliye unhone socha tumhe offer karein. Experience ki bhi zarurat nahi. Woh khud guide karenge.”
Rahul ke dimaag mein turant woh party wala din flash ho gaya – jab Sharma ne usko (Neha ki body ko)
upar se neeche tak gandi nazar se dekha tha. Uske aankhon mein woh lust saaf dikhai de raha tha. Rahul ke mann mein socha:
*“Yeh wahi Sharma hai… jo mujhe us din aise dekh raha tha jaise kapde utarna chahta ho. Ab job offer… 2 din office… uske under. Yeh simple offer nahi lag raha.”*
Saath hi Ranganath ke power ki yaad aa gayi. Usne socha:
*“Ab mere paas baba ki shakti hai. Mantra hai. Agar main yeh job le leti hoon toh Sharma ko bhi control kar sakti hoon. Yeh naya khel ho sakta hai…”*
Dilip wait kar raha tha.
**Dilip**:
“Neha? Sun rahi ho? Kya sochti ho? Mainne kaha hai ki main tumse baat karke bataunga. Kal tak confirm karna hai.”
**Rahul** (thoda sochte hue, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Ji… main samajh gayi. Offer toh bahut accha hai. Paise bhi acche hain. Lekin… main soch leti hoon. Raat ko baat karte hain. Jab aap ghar aa jao, tab dhang se discuss karenge.”
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai. Main 8 baje tak aa jaunga. Tab baat karte hain. Tum soch lo acche se.”
**Rahul**:
“Haan ji. Aap dhyaan se driving karna. Bye.”
Call cut hote hi Rahul ne phone table par rakh diya. Woh kitchen counter ke against khadi rahi aur gehri saans li.
Uske mann mein do baatein ghum rahi thi:
1. Sharma ki woh gandi nazar
2. Ranganath ke diye hue mantra aur power
Usne dheere se apne aap se kaha:
“Raat ko Dilip se baat karungi… lekin pehle sochna padega. Yeh offer sirf paise ka nahi hai. Iske peeche kuch aur hai. Aur main ab kamzor nahi hoon.”
**Traffic Signal se Park Tak – Dilip aur Kamini ka Secret Meeting**
Shaam ke 7:20 baje the. Delhi ka traffic apni puri bhari mein tha. Dilip apni purani lekin saaf-suthri car mein baitha hua tha. Office se nikalte waqt uske dimaag mein abhi bhi boss ka job offer ghum raha tha – Neha ke liye 50,000, week mein do din. Woh soch raha tha ki ghar jaakar Neha se kaise baat karega. Red light par uski car ruk gayi.
Tabhi uski car ke right side mein ek shiny black Innova rukti hai. Window thodi si neeche thi. Dilip ne casually side mein nazar daali toh uski nazar ek familiar face par pad gayi.
**Kamini.**
IPS uniform nahi, aaj civilian clothes mein thi.
Light peach colour ki soft kurti, jo uske 38D figure ko elegantly hug kar rahi thi. Baal thode se open the, thakan ke bawajood chehra graceful tha. Usne bhi Dilip ko dekh liya. Ek second ke liye dono ki nazar mil gayi.
Kamini ne window poori neeche ki aur muskurate hue boli:
**Kamini**:
“Dilip ji… aap? Kya baat hai, yahan?”
Dilip thoda surprise hua, lekin window neeche karke bola:
**Dilip**:
“Kamini ji… aap? Main ghar ja raha tha. Aap kahan se?”
**Kamini** (thodi soft awaaz mein):
“Office se nikal rahi thi… thakan ho rahi hai. Suno… aage park hai na, wahan car roko. Saath mein chai pi lete hain. Bahut din ho gaye baat kiye.”
Dilip thoda hesitate kiya. Mann mein aaya – “Neha ghar par wait kar rahi hogi… lekin Kamini… uski aankhon mein kuch tha.” Phir bhi usne sir hila diya.
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai… aage park ke side mein milte hain.”
Dono ne signal green hote hi car aage badhayi. 300-400 meter aage ek chhota sa public park tha. Dono ne car side mein khadi kar di. Kamini ne apne driver ko kaha:
**Kamini**:
“Tum yahin ruko. Main 15-20 minute mein aa jaungi.”
Driver ne sir hila diya. Kamini car se utri. Peach kurti mein uska figure aur bhi clear tha – patli kamar, wide hips, aur slow walk. Dilip uski taraf dekhte hue car se utra. Uske dimaag mein ek baar phir aaya – “Kitni khubsurat hai yeh aurat… strong bhi, soft bhi.”
Dono ne ek dusre ko hello kiya. Kamini ne pehle haath aage badhaya, phir soch kar wapas kheench liya aur normal smile di.
**Kamini**:
“Chalo, wahan ek chhoti si tea stall hai. Baithte hain.”
Dono park ke corner mein lage chhote se tea stall par chale gaye. Do cutting chai maangi. Dono ek purani bench par baith gaye. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Kamini ne apni dupatta sambhalti hui Dilip ki taraf dekha.
**Kamini**:
“Aap bilkul change nahi hue Dilip ji. Same simple nature. Main toh roz marte-marte bachti hoon is job mein.”
**Dilip** (muskurate hue):
“Aap strong ho Kamini ji. Pihu kaise hai ab?”
Kamini ki aankhein thodi si moist ho gayi. Usne chai ka sip liya aur boli:
**Kamini**:
“Wahi… pehle jaisi nahi rahi. Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai main akeli lad rahi hoon. Aapke saath baat karke thoda sukoon milta tha… lekin ab…”
Woh ruk gayi. Dilip ne uski taraf dekha. Uske dil mein kuch hil gaya.
**Dilip**:
“Main… busy ho gaya tha thoda. Office ka pressure.”
Kamini ne dheere se uske haath ki taraf dekha, lekin touch nahi kiya. Usne awaaz thodi soft kar li:
**Kamini**:
“Ab toh aap humein yaad bhi nahi karte. Na message, na call. Kabhi bhabhi ne bhi call nahi kiya. Main sochti thi shayad aap log… bhool gaye.”
Dilip ke dil mein ek ajeeb sa armaan jag utha. Usne Kamini ke chehre ko dekha – thakan, loneliness, aur uske andar chhupi hui soft feeling. Uske mann mein aaya – “Yeh aurat… kitni akeli hai. Aur main… main bhi kabhi-kabhi akela mehsoos karta hoon.”
**Dilip** (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Aisa nahi hai Kamini ji. Bahut baar yaad aaye aap. Lekin… situation thodi complicated hai. Main… main chahta tha baat karun, lekin…”
Kamini ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Uske andar jo feelings thi Dilip ke liye, woh ab aur gehre utar rahi thi. Woh dil se kehna chahti thi – “Main aapko chahti hoon… aapke saath sukoon milta hai… aapke touch ki zarurat hai.” Lekin woh bol nahi paayi. Sirf itna kaha:
**Kamini**:
“Main samajh gayi. Aapki family hai… bhabhi hai. Main bhi… apni limits jaanti hoon. Bas kabhi-kabhi dil kar jata hai ki koi toh ho jo poochhe ‘tum theek ho?’”
Dono chup chap chai pi rahe the. Beech-beech mein unki nazar mil jaati. Kamini ki saansein thodi tez thi. Dilip ko uski khushboo aa rahi thi – soft perfume mixed with her body scent. Uske dil mein bhi armaan jag raha tha – “Agar main free hota… agar Neha na hoti… toh kya hota?”
15-20 minute baad Kamini ne chai khatam ki.
**Kamini**:
“Chaliye… ab der ho rahi hai. Aap bhi ghar jaaiye. Bhabhi wait kar rahi hongi.”
Dono uthe. Kamini ne is baar himmat karke Dilip ke haath ko halka sa touch kiya.
**Kamini** (bahut dheemi awaaz mein):
“Dilip ji… khayal rakhna apna. Aur… agar kabhi mann kare toh message kar lena. Main… main yahin hoon.”
Dilip ne uske haath ko thoda sa press kiya. Uske muh se sirf itna nikla:
**Dilip**:
“Aap bhi… khayal rakhna. Pihu ka bhi.”
Kamini muskurayi, lekin uski aankhon mein gehra dard aur chhupi hui muhabbat thi. Woh apni car ki taraf chal di. Dilip uske jaate hue dekhta raha –
uski walk, uske baal, uska figure… sab kuch uske dimaag mein chhap gaya.
Car start karte hue Dilip ke dil mein ek ajeeb sa khali pan tha. Usne socha – “Yeh aurat… meri zindagi mein kyun aa gayi? Aur main kyun uske baare mein itna soch raha hoon?”
Dusri taraf Kamini car mein baithte hi window se bahar dekhti rahi. Usne apne dil se kaha:
“Dilip… main aapko kitna chahti hoon… lekin bol nahi sakti. Aapki wife hai… aapki family hai. Main sirf… door se dekh sakti
hoon.”
Dono alag-alag raaston se nikal gaye. Lekin us shaam ke us chhote se mulakat ne dono ke dil mein ek naya, chhupa hua armaan jaga diya tha – jo ab dheere-dheere badhne wala tha.
To be counted
**Ghar Ki Shaam – Dinner aur Tuition Ki Baat**
Dilip ghar pahuncha toh time lagbhag 8:10 ho raha tha. Usne jootey bahar utaare, coat hanger par latkaya aur seedha bathroom ki taraf gaya.
“Main shower le raha hoon,” usne living room ki taraf se aati hui awaaz mein kaha.
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) kitchen se nikli.
Usne simple cotton saree pehni hui thi, pallu tightly pin kiya hua. Woh normal wife ki tarah muskurayi.
“Ji… aap naha lo. Main dinner garam karti hoon. Aaj aap late ho gaye.”
Dilip ne sir hilaaya aur bathroom mein chala gaya. Thodi der baad uske nahaane ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Isi beech Neha (Rahul ki body mein) apne room se nikal kar aayi. Usne casual T-shirt aur shorts pehne the. Body young aur fit thi, lekin uske andar maa wali soch chal rahi thi. Woh sofa par baith gayi aur TV on kiye
Dilip naha kar bahar aaya. Usne simple home clothes pehne the – white vest aur pyjama. Baal geele the. Woh dining table ki taraf aaya.
**Dilip**:
“Neha, dinner laga do. Beta bhi aa jaao.”
Rahul (Neha body) ne thaliyan lagayi – roti, daal, sabzi, thoda salad. Teenon table par baith gaye. Normal family dinner ka mahaul tha, lekin har ek ke andar alag toofan chal raha tha.
Khaate-khaate Dilip ne apne “bete” ki taraf dekha.
**Dilip**:
“Rahul, college kaisa chal raha hai? Exams near hain na? Padhai kaisi chal rahi hai?”
Neha (Rahul body) ne roti torte hue jawab diya. Awaaz uske bete jaisi thi, lekin andar se woh maa thi.
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Papa… padhai toh chal rahi hai, lekin kuch subjects mein problem aa rahi hai. Especially Accounts aur Business Studies. Class mein clear nahi ho pa raha. Mujhe lagta hai tuition lena padega.”
Dilip ne daal mein roti dubote hue sir uthaya.
**Dilip**:
“Tuition? Haan beta, agar tumhe lagta hai ki zarurat hai toh le lo. Padhai mein koi compromise nahi hona chahiye. Kitne subjects ki tension hai?”
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Do subjects ki. Aur… hamari college ki ek Madam hain – Sushma Ma’am. Woh bahut accha padhati hain. Agar aap kaho toh main unse baat karke dekhun? Shayad woh home tuition de dein.”
Dilip thoda socha. Phir usne apni wife (Rahul-Neha) ki taraf dekha.
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai. Sushma Ma’am se baat kar lo. Lekin fees ke baare mein bhi poochhna. Aur haan…”
woh thoda ruk kar bola,
“Agar baat karni hai toh apni Maa ko bhi saath le jaana. Kal dono jaakar unse mil aao. Fees kitni hai, timing kya hai, sab clear kar lo. Main paise arrange kar dunga.”
Rahul (Neha body) ne turant normal wife wali reaction di.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Ji… theek hai. Kal main Rahul ke saath Sushma Ma’am se mil leti hoon. Unse poochh leti hoon ki woh home tuition degi ya nahi. Aur fees bhi clear kar lungi.”
Dilip ne muskurate hue apni wife ke haath par haath rakha.
**Dilip**:
“Haan, tum jaana. Beta akela na jaaye. Aap jaise samajhdaar ho, tum better baat kar logi. Aur haan, jo bhi fees ho, mujhe bata dena.”
Dinner continue raha. Beech-beech mein Dilip ne office ki thodi baat ki, lekin job offer ki baat abhi nahi ki. Woh soch raha tha ki pehle tuition wala matter settle ho jaaye, phir Neha se boss wale offer ke baare mein alag se baat karega.
Neha (Rahul body) ke mann mein is waqt kai baatein ghum rahi thi:
*“Sushma Ma’am…
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unke paas jaane ka rasta mil gaya. Papa ne khud keh diya ki Maa ko saath le jaaun. Matlab main (Rahul body mein) aur meri purani body (Rahul-Neha) dono unke ghar jaayenge. Yeh opportunity hai. Unke kareeb jaane ka.”*
Rahul (Neha body) ke mann mein bhi soch chal rahi thi:
*“Sushma Ma’am… Neha (mera beta wali body) unpar attract ho rahi hai. Kal dono milne jaayenge. Yeh bhi ek naya khel ban sakta hai. Aur Dilip… abhi job offer ki baat nahi ki. Shayad baad mein karega.”*
Dinner khatam hone ke baad Dilip TV dekhne baith gaya. Rahul-Neha kitchen saaf karne lagi. Neha-Rahul apne room ki taraf jaane laga, lekin jaate-jaate usne ek baar apni purani body (Rahul-Neha) ko dekha – saree mein, soft movements ke saath. Uske andar phir se woh ajeeb sa attraction utha.
Raat ke 10 baje tak ghar shant ho gaya. Dilip ne apni wife ko bedroom mein bulaya.
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**Dinner ke Baad – Bedroom Mein Power ka Prayog**
Dinner khatam hone ke baad ghar mein shanti chha gayi thi. Neha (Rahul ki body mein) apne room mein chali gayi thi. Dilip TV band karke bedroom mein aa gaya. Usne light dim kar di aur bed par let gaya.
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) bathroom se nikal kar aayi. Usne soft light pink nighty pehni hui thi. Woh bed par Dilip ke paas let gayi, lekin uska dimaag kahin aur tha. Boss ka job offer, Sharma ki purani gandi nazar, Kamini ke saath hui mulakat (jo Dilip ne abhi nahi batayi thi), aur Ranganath ke diye hue mantra – sab uske dimaag mein ghum rahe the.
Dilip ne side se uska haath pakad liya.
**Dilip**:
“Neha… thak gayi ho kya? Aaj office mein thoda tension tha.”
Rahul-Neha ne dheere se uske haath ko sehlaate hue kaha:
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Nahi ji… main theek hoon. Aap bataiye, kya hua office mein?”
Dilip ne boss wale offer ke baare mein phir se thoda bataya, lekin poori detail mein nahi. Woh thoda confuse tha – paise ki wajah se offer accha lag raha tha, lekin Sharma ki nature ki wajah se thoda shak bhi tha.
Rahul-Neha ne samajh liya ki ab sahi time hai. Usne aankhein band ki, Ranganath ke diye hue dusre mantra (vashikaran + thoughts daalne wale) ko yaad kiya. Usne apne dimaag mein focus kiya aur Dilip ke mann mein positive thoughts daalne shuru kiye.
Usne dheere-dheere Dilip ke dimaag mein yeh baatein utaarni shuru ki:
- “Neha bahut samajhdaar hai… jo bhi decision legi, sahi legi.”
- “Boss ka offer sirf professional hai… koi galat irada nahi hai.”
- “Neha ko job karna chahiye… ghar ke liye accha rahega.”
- “Neha par poora bharosa hai… woh kuch galat nahi karegi.”
- “Neha aajkal bahut attractive lag rahi hai… uske kareeb rehna accha lagta hai.”
- “Main Neha ko aur pyar karna chahta hoon… uski har baat maanani chahiye.”
Rahul-Neha ne apna haath Dilip ke seene par rakh diya aur dheere se uske dil ki dhadkan mehsoos ki. Mantra ka asar shuru ho gaya tha. Dilip ki saansein thodi dheemi pad gayi, uski aankhein neend se bhari hui lag rahi thi, lekin woh jaag raha tha.
**Dilip** (thoda soft awaaz mein):
“Neha… main soch raha tha… woh job offer… tumhe lena chahiye. 50,000 kam nahi hote. Aur week mein sirf do din hain. Tum ghar bhi sambhal logi.”
Rahul-Neha ne andar se smile kiya. Power kaam kar raha tha.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Ji… aap jo best samjho. Main aapki baat maanungi. Agar aap kehte ho toh main kal boss se milne bhi jaa sakti hoon.”
Dilip ne usko apni taraf kheench liya. Ab uske andar Rahul-Neha ke liye ek extra soft corner ban gaya tha – jo mantra ki wajah se aur gehra ho gaya tha.
**Dilip**:
“Tumhari har baat sahi hoti hai Neha. Main tum par complete trust karta hoon. Kal tum Rahul ke saath Sushma Ma’am se mil lo tuition ke liye, aur job ke baare mein bhi soch lo. Jo tum decide karogi, main support karunga.”
Rahul-Neha ne uske seene par sir rakh diya. Usne dheere se kaha:
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Thank you ji… aap kitne acche ho. Main bhi aapko bahut pyar karti hoon.”
Dilip ne uske baalon mein haath pherte hue aankhein band kar li. Uske dimaag mein ab sirf positive sochen thi – Neha ke liye pyar, trust, aur uske decisions ko support karne ka strong feeling.
Rahul-Neha ne aankhein kholi aur andhere mein muskurayi.
Usne mann mein kaha:
“Baba ka power kaam kar gaya. Ab Dilip mere control mein aur soft ho gaya hai. Job offer, tuition, Rekha, Kamini… sab sides se raaste khul rahe hain.”
Thodi der baad Dilip ki saansein regular ho gayi –
woh so gaya tha. Rahul-Neha uske bagal mein leti rahi, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Uske dimaag mein agla plan ghum raha tha
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Dilip ghar pahuncha toh time lagbhag 8:10 ho raha tha. Usne jootey bahar utaare, coat hanger par latkaya aur seedha bathroom ki taraf gaya.
“Main shower le raha hoon,” usne living room ki taraf se aati hui awaaz mein kaha.
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) kitchen se nikli.
Usne simple cotton saree pehni hui thi, pallu tightly pin kiya hua. Woh normal wife ki tarah muskurayi.
“Ji… aap naha lo. Main dinner garam karti hoon. Aaj aap late ho gaye.”
Dilip ne sir hilaaya aur bathroom mein chala gaya. Thodi der baad uske nahaane ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Isi beech Neha (Rahul ki body mein) apne room se nikal kar aayi. Usne casual T-shirt aur shorts pehne the. Body young aur fit thi, lekin uske andar maa wali soch chal rahi thi. Woh sofa par baith gayi aur TV on kiye
Dilip naha kar bahar aaya. Usne simple home clothes pehne the – white vest aur pyjama. Baal geele the. Woh dining table ki taraf aaya.
**Dilip**:
“Neha, dinner laga do. Beta bhi aa jaao.”
Rahul (Neha body) ne thaliyan lagayi – roti, daal, sabzi, thoda salad. Teenon table par baith gaye. Normal family dinner ka mahaul tha, lekin har ek ke andar alag toofan chal raha tha.
Khaate-khaate Dilip ne apne “bete” ki taraf dekha.
**Dilip**:
“Rahul, college kaisa chal raha hai? Exams near hain na? Padhai kaisi chal rahi hai?”
Neha (Rahul body) ne roti torte hue jawab diya. Awaaz uske bete jaisi thi, lekin andar se woh maa thi.
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Papa… padhai toh chal rahi hai, lekin kuch subjects mein problem aa rahi hai. Especially Accounts aur Business Studies. Class mein clear nahi ho pa raha. Mujhe lagta hai tuition lena padega.”
Dilip ne daal mein roti dubote hue sir uthaya.
**Dilip**:
“Tuition? Haan beta, agar tumhe lagta hai ki zarurat hai toh le lo. Padhai mein koi compromise nahi hona chahiye. Kitne subjects ki tension hai?”
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Do subjects ki. Aur… hamari college ki ek Madam hain – Sushma Ma’am. Woh bahut accha padhati hain. Agar aap kaho toh main unse baat karke dekhun? Shayad woh home tuition de dein.”
Dilip thoda socha. Phir usne apni wife (Rahul-Neha) ki taraf dekha.
**Dilip**:
“Theek hai. Sushma Ma’am se baat kar lo. Lekin fees ke baare mein bhi poochhna. Aur haan…”
woh thoda ruk kar bola,
“Agar baat karni hai toh apni Maa ko bhi saath le jaana. Kal dono jaakar unse mil aao. Fees kitni hai, timing kya hai, sab clear kar lo. Main paise arrange kar dunga.”
Rahul (Neha body) ne turant normal wife wali reaction di.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Ji… theek hai. Kal main Rahul ke saath Sushma Ma’am se mil leti hoon. Unse poochh leti hoon ki woh home tuition degi ya nahi. Aur fees bhi clear kar lungi.”
Dilip ne muskurate hue apni wife ke haath par haath rakha.
**Dilip**:
“Haan, tum jaana. Beta akela na jaaye. Aap jaise samajhdaar ho, tum better baat kar logi. Aur haan, jo bhi fees ho, mujhe bata dena.”
Dinner continue raha. Beech-beech mein Dilip ne office ki thodi baat ki, lekin job offer ki baat abhi nahi ki. Woh soch raha tha ki pehle tuition wala matter settle ho jaaye, phir Neha se boss wale offer ke baare mein alag se baat karega.
Neha (Rahul body) ke mann mein is waqt kai baatein ghum rahi thi:
*“Sushma Ma’am…
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unke paas jaane ka rasta mil gaya. Papa ne khud keh diya ki Maa ko saath le jaaun. Matlab main (Rahul body mein) aur meri purani body (Rahul-Neha) dono unke ghar jaayenge. Yeh opportunity hai. Unke kareeb jaane ka.”*
Rahul (Neha body) ke mann mein bhi soch chal rahi thi:
*“Sushma Ma’am… Neha (mera beta wali body) unpar attract ho rahi hai. Kal dono milne jaayenge. Yeh bhi ek naya khel ban sakta hai. Aur Dilip… abhi job offer ki baat nahi ki. Shayad baad mein karega.”*
Dinner khatam hone ke baad Dilip TV dekhne baith gaya. Rahul-Neha kitchen saaf karne lagi. Neha-Rahul apne room ki taraf jaane laga, lekin jaate-jaate usne ek baar apni purani body (Rahul-Neha) ko dekha – saree mein, soft movements ke saath. Uske andar phir se woh ajeeb sa attraction utha.
Raat ke 10 baje tak ghar shant ho gaya. Dilip ne apni wife ko bedroom mein bulaya.
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**Dinner ke Baad – Bedroom Mein Power ka Prayog**
Dinner khatam hone ke baad ghar mein shanti chha gayi thi. Neha (Rahul ki body mein) apne room mein chali gayi thi. Dilip TV band karke bedroom mein aa gaya. Usne light dim kar di aur bed par let gaya.
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) bathroom se nikal kar aayi. Usne soft light pink nighty pehni hui thi. Woh bed par Dilip ke paas let gayi, lekin uska dimaag kahin aur tha. Boss ka job offer, Sharma ki purani gandi nazar, Kamini ke saath hui mulakat (jo Dilip ne abhi nahi batayi thi), aur Ranganath ke diye hue mantra – sab uske dimaag mein ghum rahe the.
Dilip ne side se uska haath pakad liya.
**Dilip**:
“Neha… thak gayi ho kya? Aaj office mein thoda tension tha.”
Rahul-Neha ne dheere se uske haath ko sehlaate hue kaha:
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Nahi ji… main theek hoon. Aap bataiye, kya hua office mein?”
Dilip ne boss wale offer ke baare mein phir se thoda bataya, lekin poori detail mein nahi. Woh thoda confuse tha – paise ki wajah se offer accha lag raha tha, lekin Sharma ki nature ki wajah se thoda shak bhi tha.
Rahul-Neha ne samajh liya ki ab sahi time hai. Usne aankhein band ki, Ranganath ke diye hue dusre mantra (vashikaran + thoughts daalne wale) ko yaad kiya. Usne apne dimaag mein focus kiya aur Dilip ke mann mein positive thoughts daalne shuru kiye.
Usne dheere-dheere Dilip ke dimaag mein yeh baatein utaarni shuru ki:
- “Neha bahut samajhdaar hai… jo bhi decision legi, sahi legi.”
- “Boss ka offer sirf professional hai… koi galat irada nahi hai.”
- “Neha ko job karna chahiye… ghar ke liye accha rahega.”
- “Neha par poora bharosa hai… woh kuch galat nahi karegi.”
- “Neha aajkal bahut attractive lag rahi hai… uske kareeb rehna accha lagta hai.”
- “Main Neha ko aur pyar karna chahta hoon… uski har baat maanani chahiye.”
Rahul-Neha ne apna haath Dilip ke seene par rakh diya aur dheere se uske dil ki dhadkan mehsoos ki. Mantra ka asar shuru ho gaya tha. Dilip ki saansein thodi dheemi pad gayi, uski aankhein neend se bhari hui lag rahi thi, lekin woh jaag raha tha.
**Dilip** (thoda soft awaaz mein):
“Neha… main soch raha tha… woh job offer… tumhe lena chahiye. 50,000 kam nahi hote. Aur week mein sirf do din hain. Tum ghar bhi sambhal logi.”
Rahul-Neha ne andar se smile kiya. Power kaam kar raha tha.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Ji… aap jo best samjho. Main aapki baat maanungi. Agar aap kehte ho toh main kal boss se milne bhi jaa sakti hoon.”
Dilip ne usko apni taraf kheench liya. Ab uske andar Rahul-Neha ke liye ek extra soft corner ban gaya tha – jo mantra ki wajah se aur gehra ho gaya tha.
**Dilip**:
“Tumhari har baat sahi hoti hai Neha. Main tum par complete trust karta hoon. Kal tum Rahul ke saath Sushma Ma’am se mil lo tuition ke liye, aur job ke baare mein bhi soch lo. Jo tum decide karogi, main support karunga.”
Rahul-Neha ne uske seene par sir rakh diya. Usne dheere se kaha:
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Thank you ji… aap kitne acche ho. Main bhi aapko bahut pyar karti hoon.”
Dilip ne uske baalon mein haath pherte hue aankhein band kar li. Uske dimaag mein ab sirf positive sochen thi – Neha ke liye pyar, trust, aur uske decisions ko support karne ka strong feeling.
Rahul-Neha ne aankhein kholi aur andhere mein muskurayi.
Usne mann mein kaha:
“Baba ka power kaam kar gaya. Ab Dilip mere control mein aur soft ho gaya hai. Job offer, tuition, Rekha, Kamini… sab sides se raaste khul rahe hain.”
Thodi der baad Dilip ki saansein regular ho gayi –
woh so gaya tha. Rahul-Neha uske bagal mein leti rahi, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Uske dimaag mein agla plan ghum raha tha
To be counted
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