THIRD POV
Aunty apne shisha ke samne baithi saj-dhaj rahi thi aur makeup kar rahi thi. Aaj wo apne sajana se chudne wali thi—ye soch-soch kar wo sharma ke tamatar bani hui thi. Aunty ka beta college trip ke liye 2 din ke liye bahar gaya hua tha, wahin uska pati abhi bhi Mumbai mein hi phasa hua tha.
Aunty ne apne aap ko taiyar kiya hua tha. Usne saree pehni, gale mein jewellery dali, sindoor lagaya, aur bilkul ek proper patni ki tarah dikhne lagi. Apne roop ko dekhkar wo khush ho gayi.
Aunty ne apne baalon ko ekdum perfect kiya, aur apne honthon pe thoda sa lipstick lagaya. Usne apni ankhiyon ko bhi kajal se sajaya, taaki wo aur bhi gehri aur aakarshak dikhein. Apne aap ko dekhkar wo muskura di, aur apne dil mein socha, "Aaj ka din bahut khaas hone wala hai."
Usne apne mobile ko uthaya aur apne sajana ko message kiya, "Jaldi aao, main taiyar hoon." Message bhejte hi uska dil tez-tez dhadakne laga. Wo apne aap ko sambhalne ki koshish karti hui, lekin uski khushi chhupi nahi rah pa rahi thi.
Aunty ne apne kamre mein ek baar phir nazar dali, taaki kuch bhi bhula na ho. Usne apne bag mein ek chhota sa gift pack rakha, jo usne apne sajana ke liye taiyar kiya tha.
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Apne kamre mein Aunty nazar daudati hai. Kamre mein sondhi-sondhi khushboo faili hui thi, aur wo muskura uthi. Tabhi bahar call bell baji, aur Aunty haule se uthi. Apni saree ki pleat sahi karke wo darwaze ki taraf badhi. Lekin jaise hi usne peephole mein jhanka, uska mood kharab ho gaya. Ye uska sajana nahi tha, balki wo dusra wala chipku tha. Use ab samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki wo kya kare. Lekin do-teen dafa call bell bajne pe wo darwaza khol deti hai, aur samne khada tha dukaan pe kaam karne wala uska dusra aashiq.
"Tum abhi yahan kyun? Kya kar rahe ho?" Aunty apni nazar bahar daudati hai, ki kahin wo na tapak pade jiska wo sach mein intezaar kar rahi thi.
"Arre aunty, aapse milne ka man kiya, isliye aa gaya," wo ladka muskura kehta hai.
Aunty use ghur ke dekhti hai aur dheere se kehti hai, "Accha, dekha liya na? Ab jao yahan se."
Lekin wo ladka nahi hila. Upar se aunty ko upar se niche ghurane laga, "Aunty, aap to bahut acchi dikh rahi ho aaj."
Aunty thoda khisakti hai aur use haath se ishara karti hai, "Jao na, please. Main kisi zaruri kaam mein hun."
Itna bola hi tha ki aunty ka phone baj utha. Usme ek message tha uske aashiq ka: "Baby, thodi der lagegi. Main aadhe ghante mein aata hun!!!"
Ye padhkar Aunty thoda mayus hoti hai. Lekin tab tak wo dusra ladka ghar mein ghus jata hai aur sidhe bedroom ki taraf jaane lagta hai. Aunty use rokte hue kehti hai, "Arre, udhar mat jao. Wo kamra—"
Ispe wo ladka puchta hai, "Kya hua, aunty ji? Main to hamesha isi kamre mein jata hun na?" Wo aankh mar deta hai.
Aunty lekin use kuch bolne se pehle hi wo kamre mein ghus jata hai aur bistar pe baith jata hai. Jise dekhkar Aunty andar se bhadak jaati hai.
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Aunty use bhagane ka sochne lagti hai, kyunki wo uske liye gale ki haddi jaisa mehsoos ho raha tha. Lekin isse pehle ki wo kuch kehti, darwaze pe bell dubara baj jaati hai. Aunty apni naak tedhi karke us ladke ko chhodkar bahar jaati hai aur peephole mein aankh daalti hai. Is baar uska sajana tha, jiska wo intezaar kar rahi thi. Usne darwaza khola aur samne usko dekhkar muskura di, "Tumne to message mein aadha ghanta likha tha. Abhi to 2 minute bhi nahi hue hain."
Wo bus wala ladka aunty ko niharta hai—uski laal sindoor aur gale mein latki mangalsutra dekhkar muskura deta hai aur kehta hai, "Jaanu, bus aa gaya tere liye jaldi." Usne pure filmy style mein kaha. Aunty bhi khush thi, lekin use yaad aaya—andar uske bistar pe baitha uska dusra chutiya. Ab aunty phere mein pad jaati hai. Anjaan aunty ko nahi maloom tha ki agar wo dono ek dusre ko dekh lein to kya hoga.
Aunty ne apne aap ko jaldi se sambhala aur apne jaanu ka haath pakad liya. Use apne bedroom ki taraf le jaane ki jagah guest room ki taraf le jaane lagi. "Baby, tera bedroom to udhar hai na? To ye kahan le ja rahi hai mujhe?"
Aunty kuch bahana sochti hai, lekin isse pehle ki wo kuch bole, wo ladka khud bol padta hai, "Waise, baby, tujhe to mujhe har bistar mein chodane ka sukh milna hi chahiye." Ye sunkar aunty jhenp jaati hai, aur sharma ke uske makeup ki laali aur zyada laal ho jaati hai.
Aunty apne aashiq ko guest room mein le jaati hai aur use bistar pe bitha deti hai. Phir jaldi se kitchen se scented candle le aati hai aur use jala deti hai.
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Aunty ko zara bhi bhanak nahi thi ki ye dono ek plan ke mutabik aaye the. Uske liye to ye sirf ek coincidence tha. Wo jaldi se dono ko chhodkar kitchen mein jaati hai, aur apne daudte hue dhadkan ko kam karne ki nakam koshish karne lagti hai.
Wahin dusri taraf, dono kamine ek dusre se mobile pe chat kar rahe the.
Kapde wala aashiq (kwa): Aunty kitni mast dikh rahi hai, sir ji! Aapke liye itna saj-dhaj ke intezaar karti hain, aur mere liye :-(
Bus wala aashiq (bwa): Are chote, tum kis baat ki tension le rahe ho? Teri bibi thodi hai.
kwa: Sahi kaha aapne.
bwa: Aaj ise puri raat bhaga-bhaga ke maze lene hain. Jab tak message na mile, tab tak koi harkat mat karna.
kwa: Bilkul.
Aunty ki dil ki dhadkan thodi dheemi hui, to usne paani piya aur phir guest room ki taraf jaane lagi. Wo kamre mein dakhil hui aur usne kwa ko message bheja: "Mission shuru."
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Aunty guest kamre mein ghusi aur dheere se sharmate hue puchi, "Kaisi lag rahi hun?" Ispe wo kamina apni 32-inch smile nikal kar bolta hai, "Mashallah, jaaneman!" Ye sunkar wo sharmati hui halki hansi nikalti hai.
"To kya plan hai, madam ji? Kahin bahar ghumne chalein, ya ghar pe aaram karein?" Aunty uski ye baat sunkar sharma ke apna muh niche kar leti hai aur haule se kehti hai, "Ghar pe khana bana hua hai. Ghar pe hi rehte hain."
Aise hi usne bola tha ki bahar se kuch awaaz aayi. Jise sunkar aunty satark ho jaati hai aur jaldi se bahar bhagti hai. "Kahan chal di?" Aunty kuch jawab nahi deti aur apne kamre mein jaati hai. Wahan wo chutiya saare kapde utaar kar sirf underwear mein bistar pe khada tha. Aunty apna sar pe haath marti hai.
"Aapka wait kar raha tha. Kahan bhag jaati ho baar-baar? Baitho na yahan, baatein karo na mujhse."
Aunty in sab ke mood mein nahi thi. Wo usko jaldi se shara dekar apne paas bulati hai aur apni sharm-o-laaj ko dabate hue kehti hai, "Tum to jaoge nahi. Apna lund nikalo, jaldi se."
Wo ye sunte hi turant apna underwear utaar deta hai. Aunty bade sambhal kar apna muh uske lund ke charo taraf lagati hai, taaki uska lipstick kharab na ho.
Wo message bhejta hai:
kwa: Bhai jee, aunty thodi der ke liye busy rahengi. Bhejta hun unhe kuch der mein.
bwa: Saale, shuru ho gaya? Ha ha ha!
Aunty bade khayal rakh kar uska lund muh mein liye hui thi, lekin uski jeebh badi tez thi. Wo jaldi se isse chhutkara paana chahti thi. Kareeb 4-5 minute ki chusai ke baad, wo apna haath aage badha kar aunty ka sar pakadne ki koshish karta hai. Lekin aunty ne haath jhatak diye aur khud uski kamar pakad kar aage-piche karne lagi. Kuch hi pal mein uska virya uske muh mein jaane laga, jise wo na chahte hue bhi pee jaati hai. Aur wo bahar jaane ka ishara karte hue kehti hai, "Ho gaya na tumhara? Ab jao yahan se."
Lekin wo kamina tas se mas nahi hua. Balki bistar pe aaram se so gaya. Aunty man hi man sochti hai, "Kya musibat hai!" Wo use wahin chhodkar bahar bathroom se mouth freshener nikal kar kulli karti hai. Aur phir apna chehra shisha mein dekhkar guest room ki taraf jaati hai, jahan bus wala aashiq YouTube chala raha tha. Aunty ko dekhte hi wo phone band karta hai, aur aunty lazzat lete hue khud uske bagal mein baith jaati hai.
Us kamine ko to pehle se pata tha ki aunty kya kar ke aayi hai, lekin uski acting tareef ke layak zaroor thi.
