Part-22
Chhotu ko dekh kar me uske taraf sawaliya najar se dekhne laga.
Me: chhotu, kaha tha itni der tak. 4 ghante ho gaye school chhut kar aur tum abhi aa rahe ho.
Chhotu: bhai, wo wo me apne dost ke yaha rukh gaya tha.
Chhotu ke hav bhav se turant pata chal raha tha ki wo kuchh chhupa raha he. Use abhi tak muzse kabhi jhut bola hi nahi gaya.
Me: chhotu, sach sach batao kidhar the.
Chhotu ne apni gardan niche karke
Chhotu: bhai, me Vasim ke yaha tha…
Uska itna kehena tha ki mera para chad gaya
Me: kya?? Tumhe kitni bar samzaya he fir bhi tum nahi sunne wale. Ye tumhari last warning thi. Lagta he ab muze mummi ko tumhare karnamo ke bareme batana hi padega.
Chhotu: nahi nahi bhai, meri bat sun to lo. Jaise apne kaha me tabse kabhi Vasim se nahi mila hu. School me bhi jab bhi wo ata tha me use ignore kar rha tha. Meri bat ka yakin karo bhai.
Me: achha?? To fir aaj kya wo khud tumhe khichkar uske ghar le gaya kya ??
Ye jara me unchi awaj me bola.
Chhotu: bhai, me apna school khatam hone ke bad ghar aa raha tha. Par tabhi muze mere dost ne Vasim ke bare me bataya. Darahsal Vasim ka ek accident ho gaya he aur wo bohot bimar he. Aur wo keh raha tha ki uske chacha ne muze bulaya he isliye me na chahte hue bhi uske ghar gaya.
Itne me maa bhi nind se uthkar niche aa gayi.
Maa: kya hua bittu, itna chilla kyu raha he?..
Aur chhotu tu ab aa raha he…kaha tha itne der?
Chhotu: wo maa me Vasim ke yaha tha. Use ek accident me kafi chot ayi he. Me uske ghar nahi jana chahta tha par uske chacha ne bulaya tha isliye me gaya.
Maa: kya? Kese hua ye? Ab kesa he Vasim?
Maa ke swar me becheni thi. Jaise ek maa apne bete ke liye bechen ho.
Chhotu: pata nahi maa..wo to behosh hi tha aur bas bich bich me apahi ka nam liye ja raha tha…”Rekha ammi, Rekha ammi” keh raha tha.
Ye sun kar maa bhavuk hi gayi aur unke ankhome asu aa gaye.
Maa: kya?
Chhotu: ha maa, me useke chacha ko milkar ghar aa jane wala tha. Par uske chacha muze jane hi nahi de rahe the. Aur ek hi jid kare ja rahe the.
Ab chhotu kuchh bolta usse pehele hi hamare darawaje pe kisika awaj ata he.
Door pe ek adhed umar ka karib 45 sal ka sawla sa 5.5ft height madhyam kad kathi wala admi khada tha. Wo ek shirt pant pehene hue tha. Wo darwaje pe ate hi awaj dene laga.
Admi: didi…. didi…. kya didi ghar pe he?
Uske chehre se saf pata chal raha tha ki wo bohot pareshan he. Me aur maa sawaliya najar se uske taraf dekh rahe the. Tabhi chhotu bol utha.
Chhotu: maa, ye hi Vasim ke chacha he.
Meti bat sun kar maa unko zatse pareshan swar me puchhti he
Maa: aayiye bhaisahab…ab kaisi tabiyat he Vasim ki?
Ye sun kar Vasim ke chacha ki shakal rone si ho gayi he
Chacha: didi, kya batau apko? Mera beta Vasim to bas ab marne ke jaisa hi ho gaya he. Ab bas apahi ka sahara he..
Ye keh kar wo rone lagte he. Jise dekh maa aur bhi pareshan ho jati he.
Maa: bhai sahab aap dhiraj rakhiya..kuchh nahi hoga Vasim ko..me hu na
Chacha: didi, pehele kabhi usne apke bare me jikar nahi kiya aur ab behosh halat me wo apahi ka nam liye ja raha tha. Fir uske dost ne muze apke bare me bataya aur wo apke bete ko bhi mere ghar le aya. Me apse Vinati karta hu…allah ke liye aap please mere sath chaliye
Maa: ha bhai sahab chaliye me abhi apke sath chalti hu
Aur maa chacha ke sath jane lagti he. Tabhi me chhotu ko bolta hu
Me: chhotu tum ghar pe hi rukho me maa ke sath jata hu kuchh jarurat pade to
Chhotu: thik he bhaiya..
Aur fir ham tino jaldi jaldi chalkar Vasim ke ghar jane lagte he aur karib 20min me waha pohoch gaye. Uska makan 2 kamro ka tha usme ek kichen tha aur dusra living/bedroom tha jaha Vasim ek lohe ke palang pe leta hua tha. Pasahi me doctor khade the.
Maa jesehi Vasim ke pas pohochi wo jaldi se uske pas bethkar uske sar pe se hath firane lagi. Use behosh halat me dekh kar maa aur pareshan dikhne lagi.
Maa: doctor sahab, kya hua he Vasim ko? kaisa he ab vo?
Doctor: abhi kuchh kaha nahi ja sakta. Sar pe kafi chot ayi he. Par asal chot to andaruni he. Iske ilaj me apka role bohot hi important hone wala he isiliye mene apko yaha bulane ke liye Imran bhai ko kaha.
Maa: jaldi bahayi doctor sahab….me kese madat kar sakti hu..
Doctor: hame jo lag raha he wesa ye case sirf accident ka nahi he. Vasim ko jo bimari he use BPD (borderline personality disorder) bolte he. Is bimari ki jade Vasim ke bachpan me he. Vasim jab 1 2 mahine ka tha tabhi uske maa papa ki death ho gayi, isiliye ek bachhe ke liye sabse jaruri ek maa ka pyar, wo ehsas use nahi mila he. Bachpan me us pyar ke kami ka natija pichhle kuchh salo se muze dikhai dene laga tha aur ab to wo ek bimari ki shakal le chuka he. Ab ek maa ka pyar hi use bimari se bacha sakta he. Aap iski sagi maa to nahi he par agar aap ise wo pyar de pao to shayad bichare ki jan bach jae.
Maa: nahi nahi doctor sahab ye aap kya keh rahe he. Vasim mera beta hi he. Me use thik karne ke liye kuchh bhi karne ko tayar hu. Me use kuchh nahi hone dungi.
Aur maa Vasim ke sar se hath firane lagti he. Unke chehre pe Vasim ke liye chinta, dar, pyar sab bhav dikh rahe the.
Doctor: Fir Vasim ke thik hone ke chances aur bhi badh jayenge. Thik he ab me chalta hu tab tak Imran miya aap ye dawai leke aayiye aur abhi sham se chalu kar dijiye. Kuch der bad reports aa jaegi tab me baki kuchh dawa lage to bata dunga.
Aur fir doctor nikal gaye. Imran chacha bhi dawai lene ke liye unke sath hi nikal gaye. Ab maa palang ke pas rakhe chair pe beth kar Vasim ka sar sehela rahi thi, kabhi uska hath apne hatho me le kar pyar se uske taraf dekhe ja rahi thi. Ghar ke bahar khidki ke niche bethne ke liye bench tha, me wahi beth kar maa ka intejar kar raha tha. Bich bich me me khidki ke parde ke bich ke gap se andar dekh raha tha aur maa kab bahar ayegi soch raha tha.
Thodi der bad muze Vasim ki dhime dhime awaj ane lagi. Jise sun kar me andar dekhne laga. Vasim bol raha tha par uski ankhe band hi thi.
Vasim: a….aa…aammi……aa..aa….aammi
Tabhi maa Vasim ke karib ja kar usse bolne lagi.
Maa: ha beta…vasim beta…bolo…me yahi hu…bolo beta kya hua…tumhe kya chahiye…
Vasim: ammi….aammmi…
Vasim mu se sirf yahi bole ja raha tha. Par maa ne apne hath vasim ke hath me diye hue the use khichkar aur apne pas lane laga. Jisse maa chair se uthkar adhi palang pe vasim ke upar chali gayi.
Maa: aahhh…kya hua beta…aisa kya kar rahe ho…aaahhh…
Vasim ke bartav se aisa lag raha tha jaise use ammi ko apne karib khichna ho
Maa: kya hua beta…kyu khich rahe ho mera hath…kya me tumhare pas so jau? Kya is liye tum mera hath khich rahe ho..?
Maa ke aisa puchhne se vasim ha me gardan hila deta he
Maa: thik he beta…
Aur maa Vasim ke sath palang pe uske bagal me let jati he. Maa ke uske pas letate hi vasim kisi bachhe jaisa unke sine se lag jata he. Jise dekh maa ki mamta fut padti he aur wo bhi use apne dono hatho se apne pas khich leti he aur sine se laga leti he. Maa ke liye to Vasim uske chhote beta jaisa hi tha.
Maa use thapthapate hue shant kar kar sulane lagti he.
Aisahi karib 10 min chalta he aur ab maa kud nind ke agosh me chali jati he. Yaha maa adhe nind se uthkar ayi thi isliye unki nind lag jati he. Me kuchh samay band andar dekhta hu to me shok ho jata hu. Darahsal maa me vasim ko apni taraf khicha tha us bhich maa ka pallu unke ek boob se hat jata he aur unka blouse me kasa hua ek boob najar ane lagta he.
Vasim ka mu us boob ke upar hi tha. Thabhi mene dekha Vasim ki kuchh halchal hote hue. Uski ankhe khuli he ya nahi ye me nahi dekh paa raha tha. Par uske sharir me halchal hone lagi thi. Mene dekha usne apna sar jara pichhe liya aur agale hi pal usne jo kiya use dekh kar me shock ho gaya. Usne apna mu age le jakar maa ka blause me kasa hua boob apne mu me le liya aur use chusne laga.
Wo bohot hi dhire dhire chuse ja raha tha. Kabhi kabhi wo apni jibh bahar nikal ke nipple ke jaga pe chatata tha. Uske chusne ki wajese maa ka blause gila hone laga tha. Vasim maa ka boob aise chus raha jaise koi bachha apne maa ka doodh pi raha he. Ab maa ka nipple ke aas pas ka pura blause uske thuk se gila ho gaya tha aur wo pura boob se chipak gaya tha aur maa ka brown-pink nipple dikhne laga tha. Jab wo ek pal ke liye chusna rokhta tha to unka nipple muze dikhne laga tha. Maa abhi bhi nind ke agosh me thi par ab vasim ke chusne ka asar unpe hone laga tha. Unke nipple sakt hoke adhe inch tak ful gaye the jo ab parvat ke choti ke saman dikhne lage the. Ab maa ka mu se awaj nikal ne lagi thi.
Maa: aaaahhhh….aahhh…
Jisse shayad vasim ko aur josh aa gaya aur ab wo aur jada boob apne mu me dalke jor jor se chusne laga.
Jiska asar maa ke siskaripo bhi hua aur maa ke siskariya bhi badh gayi
Maa: aahhhhh.. llllssss…..uuuhhhhh…. llllsss….aaahhhh…..
Aisa hi kuchh 5 min chala aur ab Vasim ke chusna bohot vaishi ho gaya tha. Usne pura boob chusna chalu kar diya tha aur blause la pura ek cup apne thuk se gila kar diya tha. Maa ki kamuk siskariyo se ab usko khudko control karna muskil ho gaya tha. Ye sab dekh kar muze bohot ghussa aa raha tha. Vasim bimar tha isliye me khudko control kar raha tha nahi to kabka me andar ja kar uske gand pe lath mar kar use wahase utha deta. Par ye bhi sach tha ki samne ka kamuk najara dekh kar mera lund apne aukat me aa gaya tha. Tabhi Vasim ka vaishi pan apne charam pe pohoch jata he aur wo maa ka nipple apne dato me le kar jorse kat leta he. Apne nipple pe hue is hamle se maa ki chikh nikal jati he aur wo ekdam nind se jag jati he.
Maa: aaaaahhhhhhh…… uuiiiii maaa…..
Maa apne nipple ki jalan kam karne ke liye use sehlene lagti he. Wo ab samne ka najara dekh rahi thi, uska vasim ke thuk se gila hua blause, vasim ke mu ke aas pak uska laga hua thuk. Wo ye sab kese hua ye sochne lagti he aur apne nipple ko sehlate rehti he.