Chapter 2:
Agle din subah karib 7 baje meri neend khul gayi. Kal raat ko shayad achhe se neend nahi aayi thi – naye bistar ki wajah se.
Main chhat pe bane chhote se kamre mein soya tha.
Jab bahar nikla, toh poora gaon ghane kohre mein dooba hua tha. Suraj abhi bhi us safed parde ke peeche chhupa sa tha, jaise koi sharmili dulhan apna chehra chhupa rahi ho. Thandi hawa ne jhatka diya, aur main neeche utar aaya.
Baramde mein jo snanghar bana hai, wahan se maa guzar rahi thi – haath mein balti, usmein se garam paani ki bhaap udd rahi thi.
... maa us waqt sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi. Woh laal blouse ekdum tight, jaise unke sawle, bhare hue badan ko aur bhi ubhaar de raha ho. Blouse ke neeche se bra ki strap dikhai de rahi thi, aur woh bhaari ubhaar har saans ke saath dheere-dheere upar-neeche jaise koi lehron wala samundar saans le raha ho. Petticoat neeche se lapeta hua, kamar pe ekdum perfect knot, jisse unki patli kamar aur chaudi hips ka curve bilkul saaf dikh raha tha. Kohre ki thandi hawa mein unki gori skin pe halki si ronkte ubhar aayi thi, aur balti ki garmahat se unke gaal laal ho rakhe the. Baal khule, thode bhikhre se, gardan pe latak rahe the – bilkul kisi filmy scene ki heroine lag rahi thi.

Main paas gaya, dil thoda tezi se dhadak raha tha. “Itni subah-subah kyun nahaane ja rahi ho, Maa?”
Unhone muskurate hue palta, aankhon mein pyaar aur thodi si sharmahat. “Uth gaya beta? Achha hua. Main mandir ja rahi hoon aaj, tu bhi chalega kya?”
Maine bina socha haami bhar di. “Haan, chalunga.”
Maa ne kha jldi se muh dho le tab tk mai naha leti hun phir tu bhi na lena.
Main washroom mein gaya, jaldi se muh-haath dhoya, aur phir waheen baramde ke paas datun leke khada ho gaya – wait kar raha tha maa ka.
Thodi der baad... snanghar ka darwaza khula, aur maa nikli. Sirf ek towel lapete hue. Woh towel bada tha, chaati se lekar ghutnon ke thoda upar tak poora cover kar raha tha, lekin geela hone ki wajah se bilkul body pe chipak gaya tha.
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... kya lag rahi thi maa! Towel ne unke bhaari-bhare chuchiyon ko ekdum kaske pakad rakha tha, nipples hard ho chuke the thande paani se – woh do ubhaar towel ke upar se saaf dikhai de rahe the.
Chuchiyon ki bich kr daraar gehra aur juicy, towel ke upar se hi dikhai de raha tha, gore gore mounds ek doosre pe dabbe hue.neeche chaudi gaand ka perfect curve ban raha tha. Halka Geela hone ke karan towel semi-transparent ho gaya tha, skin ki chamak andar se dikh rahi thi, aur jhaangon ke beech mein thodi si chaav... bas dil karta tha haath fer doon.
Main apne hosh hi kho baitha. Bas ek tak niharta reh gaya – aankhein unke wet body pe, unke laal hothon pe, geele baalon pe jo gardan aur shoulders pe latak rahe the. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, neeche bhi kuch harkat hone lagi thi.
Maa mere paas aayi, thodi si muskurahat ke saath, par aankhon mein thodi sharmahat. “Kya dekh raha hai itna goor ke, beta? Ja, jaldi se naha le!”
Unki awaaz sun ke jaise hosh aaya. Main haklate hue bola, “Maa... aap... aap bahut sundar ho. Sach mein.”
Woh has padi – woh pyaari si hasi, gaal laal ho gaye. “Badmaash! Ja jaldi kar, warna mandir ke liye late ho jaayenge.” Phir palti aur kamre ki taraf chal di.
Jaise hi woh muddi... meri nazar seedha unki gaand pe pad gayi. Towel geela aur tight tha, har step ke saath woh do bhaari-bhare gol-gol gaand upar-neeche hil rahe the – left-right, left-right. Towel mein phasne ki wajah se gaand ke ched ki line bhi thodi si dikh rahi thi, aur neeche se unki Chikni jhange... bas mann kar raha tha peeche se pakad loon, dabaoon, feel karoon woh softness. Har kadam pe woh gaand bounce kar rahi thi.
Kuch der tak bas dekhta reh gaya, phir khud ko jhatka diya aur nahane chala gaya.
Nahate waqt paani neeche gir raha tha, par meri nazar kone mein pade maa ke gjhole hue kapdon pe pad gayi – woh laal blouse, petticoat, aur ... bra aur bhi wahi padi thi, geeli-geeli. Haath apne aap badha, ungliyan bra ki strap ko chhoo rahi thi…
lekin andar se ek awaaz aayi – “Nahi b, yeh galat hai.” Antar aatma ne rok liya.
Naha ke bahar aaya, towel lapete hi kamre mein ghus gaya aur jaldi se kapde pehen liye.
Jab bahar nikla toh maa already poori taiyaar khadi thi.… laal rang ki saadi pehni thi unhone, bilkul unke gore badan pe jaise aag si lag rahi thi. Blouse ekdum tight, kas ke bandha hua – unki bhaari-bhaari chuchiyon ka poora shape saaf-saaf ubhar raha tha, jaise do bade-bade rasbhare aam blouse mein phans kar bahar aane ko bekaraar hon. Mamme ke dane bhi thodi si hardness se dikhai de rahe the kapde ke upar se.
Saadi ka pallu thoda dheela tha, neeche sark gaya tha toh chuchiyon ke beech ki gehri-gehri darar bilkul saaf dikh rahi thi – woh gori-gori wadi, jisme mann kar raha tha muh daal ke chaatne lago.
Baal bandhe hue the, maang mein laal sindoor bhara hua, bindiya lagi thi… maa ekdum Devi jaise lag rahi thi, lekin woh Devi jiske andar ek garam, rasbhari aurat zor-zor se saans le rahi thi.

Unhone mujhe dekha aur muskurate hue boli, “Chal beta, mandir chalte hain. Devi Maiya ke darshan kar aate hain.”
Hum dono ghar se nikal pade. Tab tak ghar ke baaki log uth gaye the – papa apne kaam mein lag gaye, baaki log apne-apne routine mein. Papa ne mujhse puch kha nikli swariaur main batya mandir ki oour, aur phir bas hum dono akhele mandir ki taraf nikal gaye.
Abhi bhi thoda kohra tha, sadak sunsaan si. Hum paidal hi gaye, kyuki mandir paas mein hi tha. Raste mein maa mere bagal mein chal rahi thi, saadi ki har lehrein se unki chaudi gaand hil rahi thi, chuchiyan saans ke saath upar-neeche. Main nazar chura nahi pa raha tha.
Mandir pahunche, Devi Maiya ke saamne jaa ke puja ki. Maa ne ghanti bajayi, phool chadhaye, aankhein band karke dua maangi. Main unke bagal mein khada unko hi dekh raha tha.
Puja karne ke baad mandir ke peeche wale garden mein gaye. Wahan ek bench pe baith gaye. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, maa ne saans bhari toh unki chuchiyan aur ubhar aayi.
Hum baatein kar rahe the – idhar-udhar ki. Phir main ruk nahi paya, bola, “Maa… aap sach mein bahut sundar ho. bilkul… TV serial ki heroine ki trah.”
Maa sharma gayi, gaal laal ho gaye, phir halke se has ke boli, “Kitna badmaash ho gaya hai tu… apni maa se aur mandir mein bhi aisi baatein karta hai? Sharam nahi aati?”
Lekin unki aankhon mein gussa nahi tha, balki ek alag si chamak thi. Woh mere aur thoda kareeb sarak aayi, unki jaangh meri jaangh se takra gayi. Unka haath bench pe mera haath chhoo raha tha.
Kuchh der waise hi baite rahe, khamoshi mein, bas saansen zor-zor se chal rahi thi. Phir maa ne dheere se bola, “Chal beta, ghar chalte hain… der ho rahi hai.”
Hum mandir se nikal ke ghar ki taraf paidal hi chal pade. Kohra ab bilkul chhat gaya tha, dhoop halki-halki nikal aayi thi, lekin thand abhi bhi thi. Maa mere bagal mein chal rahi thi, saadi ka pallu hawa se thoda udd raha tha, har kadam pe unki moti gaand hil-hil ke chal rahi thi, chuchiyan bhi saans ke saath dole kha rahi thi.
Raste mein ek jagah Raghu chacha mile – gaon ke hi rehne wale Unhone maa ko dekha aur ruk gaye.
“Are bhabhi, bina chappal ke kahan ja rahi ho?”
Maa ne muskurate hue pair upar kiye, “Are bhaiya, mandir gaye the na….”
Raghu chacha ki nazar maa ke nange pairon pe atak gayi – sawle pair, ungliyan laal nail polish se sajji hui, payal ki chhan-chhan. Phir nazar upar chadhi, saadi ke neeche se jaanghon ka curve, phir pallu ke neeche se chuchiyon ki gehri darar tak.
“Are wah Anshul tum kab aaye se … kitna bada ho gaya hai aapaka beta ” unhone mujhe dekha, phir maa ki taraf mud ke bole, “Bhabhi, aap toh waise hi ho… bilkul nahi badli. Waqt aapko haath bhi nahi laga pata lagta hai.”
Maa thodi sharma gayi, pallu theek karne lagi, lekin pallu aur neeche sark gaya toh chuchiyon ki wadi aur gehri dikhne lagi.
Raghu chacha hans ke bole, “Arre bhabhi, mandir se aate waqt itna garam kyun lag raha hai aapko? Koi shawl ya sweater bhi nhi pehna… ya phir Devi Maiya ne kuchh zyada hi ashirwaad de diya aaj?”
Maa ke gaal laal ho gaye, woh halke se hasi, “Are bhaiya, aap bhi na… purani aadatein nahi gayi. Bachcha hai saath mein.”
Chacha ne mujhe dekha, phir maa ki chuchiyon pe nazar daal ke bole, “Haan bhabhi, bachcha toh bada ho gaya hai… ab toh khud hi sambhal lega sab kuchh. Waise bhabhi, ravi poochhte rehte hain aapke bare mein… kehte hain bhabhi ki malaai ke bare mein socho toh ab bhi yaad aati hai tb mooh mein paani aa jata hai.”
Maa ekdum sharma gayi, nazrein neeche kar liya, lekin hothon pe halki si muskurahat thi.
“Bas bhaiya, aap bhi… ab chaliye ghar pahunchna hai,” maa ne jaldi se baat badli.
Chacha hans ke bole, “Theek hai bhabhi, phir milte hain… .”
Hum wahan se chal diye. Maa thodi chup thi, lekin unki saansen tez thi. Main unke bagal mein chal raha tha, unki jaangh meri jaangh se bar-bar takra rahi thi.
Ghar ke paas pahunche toh maa dheere se boli, “Beta… woh Raghu chacha aise hi mazak karte hain, tu dhyaan mat dena.”
Lekin unki awaaz mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, jaise kuchh andar sulag raha ho.
Main muskuraya aur bola, “Maa, mujhe toh achha laga… sach mein aap bilkul nahi badli.”
Maa ne mujhe dekha, aankhon mein ek sawal tha, ek gudgudi thi… aur phir hum ghar ke andar pauch gaye.
Darwaza band hote hi lag raha tha jaise bahar ki thand andar ki garmi se takra rahi ho.
Hum ghar ke andar pahunche, darwaza band kiya toh andar ek alag si khamoshi thi. Naashta taiyaar tha – garma-garam parathe, achar, doodh. Papa already baith ke kha rahe the. Maine unke saath baith ke naashta kiya, baatein ki kheton ki, gaon ki.
Papa bole, “Chal beta, aaj tujhe apne saare khet dikhaata hoon.”
Hum nikal pade. Papa aage, main peeche. Lagbhag poore khet ghum liye – hara-bhara, sarson ke ped, ganne ki fasal. Dhoop tez ho gayi thi, paseena nikal aaya, lekin maza aa raha tha. Dopahar ke karib wapas ghar pahunche, main thak gaya tha.
Ghar aaya toh maa kahin nazar nahi aayi. Main idhar-udhar dekha, phir chhoti behen Surbhi se poochha, “Arre Surbhi, maa kahan hai?”
Surbhi ne ek tedhi si chuupi di, aur phir boli boli, “Bhaiya, maa ke pair ab ghar mein tikte kha hai… gyi ho gi khi.
Mai kuch smjh nhi paya aur khana khane ke baad sone chla gaya.
Agle din subah karib 7 baje meri neend khul gayi. Kal raat ko shayad achhe se neend nahi aayi thi – naye bistar ki wajah se.
Main chhat pe bane chhote se kamre mein soya tha.
Jab bahar nikla, toh poora gaon ghane kohre mein dooba hua tha. Suraj abhi bhi us safed parde ke peeche chhupa sa tha, jaise koi sharmili dulhan apna chehra chhupa rahi ho. Thandi hawa ne jhatka diya, aur main neeche utar aaya.
Baramde mein jo snanghar bana hai, wahan se maa guzar rahi thi – haath mein balti, usmein se garam paani ki bhaap udd rahi thi.
... maa us waqt sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi. Woh laal blouse ekdum tight, jaise unke sawle, bhare hue badan ko aur bhi ubhaar de raha ho. Blouse ke neeche se bra ki strap dikhai de rahi thi, aur woh bhaari ubhaar har saans ke saath dheere-dheere upar-neeche jaise koi lehron wala samundar saans le raha ho. Petticoat neeche se lapeta hua, kamar pe ekdum perfect knot, jisse unki patli kamar aur chaudi hips ka curve bilkul saaf dikh raha tha. Kohre ki thandi hawa mein unki gori skin pe halki si ronkte ubhar aayi thi, aur balti ki garmahat se unke gaal laal ho rakhe the. Baal khule, thode bhikhre se, gardan pe latak rahe the – bilkul kisi filmy scene ki heroine lag rahi thi.

Main paas gaya, dil thoda tezi se dhadak raha tha. “Itni subah-subah kyun nahaane ja rahi ho, Maa?”
Unhone muskurate hue palta, aankhon mein pyaar aur thodi si sharmahat. “Uth gaya beta? Achha hua. Main mandir ja rahi hoon aaj, tu bhi chalega kya?”
Maine bina socha haami bhar di. “Haan, chalunga.”
Maa ne kha jldi se muh dho le tab tk mai naha leti hun phir tu bhi na lena.
Main washroom mein gaya, jaldi se muh-haath dhoya, aur phir waheen baramde ke paas datun leke khada ho gaya – wait kar raha tha maa ka.
Thodi der baad... snanghar ka darwaza khula, aur maa nikli. Sirf ek towel lapete hue. Woh towel bada tha, chaati se lekar ghutnon ke thoda upar tak poora cover kar raha tha, lekin geela hone ki wajah se bilkul body pe chipak gaya tha.
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... kya lag rahi thi maa! Towel ne unke bhaari-bhare chuchiyon ko ekdum kaske pakad rakha tha, nipples hard ho chuke the thande paani se – woh do ubhaar towel ke upar se saaf dikhai de rahe the.
Chuchiyon ki bich kr daraar gehra aur juicy, towel ke upar se hi dikhai de raha tha, gore gore mounds ek doosre pe dabbe hue.neeche chaudi gaand ka perfect curve ban raha tha. Halka Geela hone ke karan towel semi-transparent ho gaya tha, skin ki chamak andar se dikh rahi thi, aur jhaangon ke beech mein thodi si chaav... bas dil karta tha haath fer doon.
Main apne hosh hi kho baitha. Bas ek tak niharta reh gaya – aankhein unke wet body pe, unke laal hothon pe, geele baalon pe jo gardan aur shoulders pe latak rahe the. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, neeche bhi kuch harkat hone lagi thi.
Maa mere paas aayi, thodi si muskurahat ke saath, par aankhon mein thodi sharmahat. “Kya dekh raha hai itna goor ke, beta? Ja, jaldi se naha le!”
Unki awaaz sun ke jaise hosh aaya. Main haklate hue bola, “Maa... aap... aap bahut sundar ho. Sach mein.”
Woh has padi – woh pyaari si hasi, gaal laal ho gaye. “Badmaash! Ja jaldi kar, warna mandir ke liye late ho jaayenge.” Phir palti aur kamre ki taraf chal di.
Jaise hi woh muddi... meri nazar seedha unki gaand pe pad gayi. Towel geela aur tight tha, har step ke saath woh do bhaari-bhare gol-gol gaand upar-neeche hil rahe the – left-right, left-right. Towel mein phasne ki wajah se gaand ke ched ki line bhi thodi si dikh rahi thi, aur neeche se unki Chikni jhange... bas mann kar raha tha peeche se pakad loon, dabaoon, feel karoon woh softness. Har kadam pe woh gaand bounce kar rahi thi.
Kuch der tak bas dekhta reh gaya, phir khud ko jhatka diya aur nahane chala gaya.
Nahate waqt paani neeche gir raha tha, par meri nazar kone mein pade maa ke gjhole hue kapdon pe pad gayi – woh laal blouse, petticoat, aur ... bra aur bhi wahi padi thi, geeli-geeli. Haath apne aap badha, ungliyan bra ki strap ko chhoo rahi thi…
lekin andar se ek awaaz aayi – “Nahi b, yeh galat hai.” Antar aatma ne rok liya.
Naha ke bahar aaya, towel lapete hi kamre mein ghus gaya aur jaldi se kapde pehen liye.
Jab bahar nikla toh maa already poori taiyaar khadi thi.… laal rang ki saadi pehni thi unhone, bilkul unke gore badan pe jaise aag si lag rahi thi. Blouse ekdum tight, kas ke bandha hua – unki bhaari-bhaari chuchiyon ka poora shape saaf-saaf ubhar raha tha, jaise do bade-bade rasbhare aam blouse mein phans kar bahar aane ko bekaraar hon. Mamme ke dane bhi thodi si hardness se dikhai de rahe the kapde ke upar se.
Saadi ka pallu thoda dheela tha, neeche sark gaya tha toh chuchiyon ke beech ki gehri-gehri darar bilkul saaf dikh rahi thi – woh gori-gori wadi, jisme mann kar raha tha muh daal ke chaatne lago.
Baal bandhe hue the, maang mein laal sindoor bhara hua, bindiya lagi thi… maa ekdum Devi jaise lag rahi thi, lekin woh Devi jiske andar ek garam, rasbhari aurat zor-zor se saans le rahi thi.

Unhone mujhe dekha aur muskurate hue boli, “Chal beta, mandir chalte hain. Devi Maiya ke darshan kar aate hain.”
Hum dono ghar se nikal pade. Tab tak ghar ke baaki log uth gaye the – papa apne kaam mein lag gaye, baaki log apne-apne routine mein. Papa ne mujhse puch kha nikli swariaur main batya mandir ki oour, aur phir bas hum dono akhele mandir ki taraf nikal gaye.
Abhi bhi thoda kohra tha, sadak sunsaan si. Hum paidal hi gaye, kyuki mandir paas mein hi tha. Raste mein maa mere bagal mein chal rahi thi, saadi ki har lehrein se unki chaudi gaand hil rahi thi, chuchiyan saans ke saath upar-neeche. Main nazar chura nahi pa raha tha.
Mandir pahunche, Devi Maiya ke saamne jaa ke puja ki. Maa ne ghanti bajayi, phool chadhaye, aankhein band karke dua maangi. Main unke bagal mein khada unko hi dekh raha tha.
Puja karne ke baad mandir ke peeche wale garden mein gaye. Wahan ek bench pe baith gaye. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, maa ne saans bhari toh unki chuchiyan aur ubhar aayi.
Hum baatein kar rahe the – idhar-udhar ki. Phir main ruk nahi paya, bola, “Maa… aap sach mein bahut sundar ho. bilkul… TV serial ki heroine ki trah.”
Maa sharma gayi, gaal laal ho gaye, phir halke se has ke boli, “Kitna badmaash ho gaya hai tu… apni maa se aur mandir mein bhi aisi baatein karta hai? Sharam nahi aati?”
Lekin unki aankhon mein gussa nahi tha, balki ek alag si chamak thi. Woh mere aur thoda kareeb sarak aayi, unki jaangh meri jaangh se takra gayi. Unka haath bench pe mera haath chhoo raha tha.
Kuchh der waise hi baite rahe, khamoshi mein, bas saansen zor-zor se chal rahi thi. Phir maa ne dheere se bola, “Chal beta, ghar chalte hain… der ho rahi hai.”
Hum mandir se nikal ke ghar ki taraf paidal hi chal pade. Kohra ab bilkul chhat gaya tha, dhoop halki-halki nikal aayi thi, lekin thand abhi bhi thi. Maa mere bagal mein chal rahi thi, saadi ka pallu hawa se thoda udd raha tha, har kadam pe unki moti gaand hil-hil ke chal rahi thi, chuchiyan bhi saans ke saath dole kha rahi thi.
Raste mein ek jagah Raghu chacha mile – gaon ke hi rehne wale Unhone maa ko dekha aur ruk gaye.
“Are bhabhi, bina chappal ke kahan ja rahi ho?”
Maa ne muskurate hue pair upar kiye, “Are bhaiya, mandir gaye the na….”
Raghu chacha ki nazar maa ke nange pairon pe atak gayi – sawle pair, ungliyan laal nail polish se sajji hui, payal ki chhan-chhan. Phir nazar upar chadhi, saadi ke neeche se jaanghon ka curve, phir pallu ke neeche se chuchiyon ki gehri darar tak.
“Are wah Anshul tum kab aaye se … kitna bada ho gaya hai aapaka beta ” unhone mujhe dekha, phir maa ki taraf mud ke bole, “Bhabhi, aap toh waise hi ho… bilkul nahi badli. Waqt aapko haath bhi nahi laga pata lagta hai.”
Maa thodi sharma gayi, pallu theek karne lagi, lekin pallu aur neeche sark gaya toh chuchiyon ki wadi aur gehri dikhne lagi.
Raghu chacha hans ke bole, “Arre bhabhi, mandir se aate waqt itna garam kyun lag raha hai aapko? Koi shawl ya sweater bhi nhi pehna… ya phir Devi Maiya ne kuchh zyada hi ashirwaad de diya aaj?”
Maa ke gaal laal ho gaye, woh halke se hasi, “Are bhaiya, aap bhi na… purani aadatein nahi gayi. Bachcha hai saath mein.”
Chacha ne mujhe dekha, phir maa ki chuchiyon pe nazar daal ke bole, “Haan bhabhi, bachcha toh bada ho gaya hai… ab toh khud hi sambhal lega sab kuchh. Waise bhabhi, ravi poochhte rehte hain aapke bare mein… kehte hain bhabhi ki malaai ke bare mein socho toh ab bhi yaad aati hai tb mooh mein paani aa jata hai.”
Maa ekdum sharma gayi, nazrein neeche kar liya, lekin hothon pe halki si muskurahat thi.
“Bas bhaiya, aap bhi… ab chaliye ghar pahunchna hai,” maa ne jaldi se baat badli.
Chacha hans ke bole, “Theek hai bhabhi, phir milte hain… .”
Hum wahan se chal diye. Maa thodi chup thi, lekin unki saansen tez thi. Main unke bagal mein chal raha tha, unki jaangh meri jaangh se bar-bar takra rahi thi.
Ghar ke paas pahunche toh maa dheere se boli, “Beta… woh Raghu chacha aise hi mazak karte hain, tu dhyaan mat dena.”
Lekin unki awaaz mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi, jaise kuchh andar sulag raha ho.
Main muskuraya aur bola, “Maa, mujhe toh achha laga… sach mein aap bilkul nahi badli.”
Maa ne mujhe dekha, aankhon mein ek sawal tha, ek gudgudi thi… aur phir hum ghar ke andar pauch gaye.
Darwaza band hote hi lag raha tha jaise bahar ki thand andar ki garmi se takra rahi ho.
Hum ghar ke andar pahunche, darwaza band kiya toh andar ek alag si khamoshi thi. Naashta taiyaar tha – garma-garam parathe, achar, doodh. Papa already baith ke kha rahe the. Maine unke saath baith ke naashta kiya, baatein ki kheton ki, gaon ki.
Papa bole, “Chal beta, aaj tujhe apne saare khet dikhaata hoon.”
Hum nikal pade. Papa aage, main peeche. Lagbhag poore khet ghum liye – hara-bhara, sarson ke ped, ganne ki fasal. Dhoop tez ho gayi thi, paseena nikal aaya, lekin maza aa raha tha. Dopahar ke karib wapas ghar pahunche, main thak gaya tha.
Ghar aaya toh maa kahin nazar nahi aayi. Main idhar-udhar dekha, phir chhoti behen Surbhi se poochha, “Arre Surbhi, maa kahan hai?”
Surbhi ne ek tedhi si chuupi di, aur phir boli boli, “Bhaiya, maa ke pair ab ghar mein tikte kha hai… gyi ho gi khi.
Mai kuch smjh nhi paya aur khana khane ke baad sone chla gaya.
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