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Title: Gaon Ke Din, 90s Ki Masti
Beta ye 90s ke dino kii baat hai ....Dopehar ka waqt tha. Gaon ke ghar ka aangan dhup se chamak raha tha. Jasmin mitti ke chulhe ke paas baith kar aam ke beej tod rahi thi, taaki Ammi unse chatni bana saken.
Ali (yani main Papa) , jo usse ek saal bada tha, chhupke se peeche se aaya aur uske haath par thoda sa geela gobar laga diya.
Jasmin: (cheeekh ke) “Chi! Aliiii… Tu ganda aadmi!”
Ali: (hans ke) “Arre di, yeh to kheton ka sona hai, issi se to fasal banti hai.”
Jasmin ne guse se uth kar uska gamcha kheench liya aur kue ke paas jaa kar paani mein phenk diya.
Ali: “Arre! Mera gamcha!”
Jasmin: “Ab le aa, aur thoda kheton ka sona le aa.”
Jasmin Faizan ko chidhate hue : ...
**
Rasoi se Ammi ki awaaz aayi, “Bas karo dono! Main yahan roti sek rahi hoon, tum dono ke chakkar mein roti jal jaayegi.”
Tabhi verandah se Faizan ( jo abb bade Papa yani tau )aaya, jo sabse bada bhai tha. Haath mein belcha pakde hua tha, kheton se abhi-abhi aaya tha.
Faizan: “Mujhe tum dono pe bharosa nahi… Kal raat ka Gud ka dibba kisne khaali kiya?”
Ali: (haath utha ke) “Main nahi…”
Jasmin: (masoom ban ke) “Main to Ammi ke saath so gayi thi.”
Faizan ne shak bhari nazar se dono ko dekha,
Faizan: “Tum dono milke chhupate ho. Ek din tumhaari saari pol khol dunga.”
Abbu, jo neem ke ped ke neeche charpai pe baithe hukkah guroo–guroo kar rahe the, hans ke bole,
Abbu: “Faizan, chhodo. Chhote bhai-behan ki shararatein gaon ka asli rang hoti hain.”
Ali ne Jasmin ki taraf aankh mari, Jasmin ne bhi hansi dabai.
Door kheton se bhains ki ghanti ki awaaz aa rahi thi, aur aangan mein roti ki khushboo ke saath un dono ki masti hawa mein ghul rahi thi.
Bullet Ki Sawari, Shak Ka Saaya
Subah ka waqt tha. Aangan mein mitti ki khushboo, pedon pe baithe maina chahchaha rahe the. Ali apni Bullet ke kick maar ke start kar raha tha, aur Jasmin duppatta sambhalte hue aayi.
Ali: “Jaldi baith ja, nahi to master ji phir late hone ka lecture shuru kar denge.”
Jasmin: (halki muskaan ke saath) “Lecture to tum mujhe raste bhar dete ho… master ji ka lecture uske baad kuch bhi nahi lagta.”
Bullet ki garaj gaon ki galiyon mein goonj uthi. Jasmin piche baithi thi, ek haath se kursi pakde hue, duppatta hawa mein lehrata.
Raste mein nadi ke kinare se guzarte hue Ali bola,
Ali: “Kal main yahan se tumhare liye amrood tod ke launga.”
Jasmin: “Aur phir kehna ‘main to apne liye laaya tha’ jaise hamesha bolte ho?”
Dono hans diye.
Gaon ke chauraha par ek chai ki tapri ke paas se guzre, jahan Faizan apne doston ke saath baitha tha. Usne door se Bullet par baithe dono ko dekha, aur uske chehre pe halki si shanka ubhar aayi.
Shaam ko ghar aangan mein, Faizan ne Ammi se kaha,
Faizan: “Ammi, mujhe lagta hai Ali aur Jasmin ka kuch zyada hi… pata nahi… dostana hai.”
Ammi ne haath mein atta gundhte hue gusse se dekha,
Ammi: “Pagal ho gaye ho? Ye to tumhara bhai-behan hain. Bas zara milansaar hain.”
Faizan chup ho gaya, par uske dimaag mein shak ka beej jam gaya.
Usne decide kiya ke kal subah se woh dono ka peecha karega.
Title: Shak Ka Peecha
Agle din subah, Ali Bullet ke paas polishing cloth se tanki chamka raha tha. Jasmin apna bag le kar aayi.
Jasmin: “Itna chamkaoge to college wale tumhe driver samjhenge, student nahi.”
Ali: “Driver bhi hoon, bodyguard bhi, aur tumhara free ka tuitor bhi.”
Jasmin hansi, par aangan ke kone me neem ke ped ke neeche Faizan chupchaap dekh raha tha.
Usne socha — aaj to main dono ka raaz pakad ke rahunga.
Jaise hi Bullet aangan se nikalti, Faizan ne apni purani Rajdoot start ki, aur door-door se peecha karne laga.
Kachchi sadak se guzarte hue Ali ne Jasmin ko local bazaar ke kinare utara,
Ali: “Main tumhare principal se milne jaa raha hoon, tum library jao.”
Jasmin: “Tumhe mere principal se milne ki kya zarurat?”
Ali: “Kya tumhe pata nahi? Tumhare hostel ke liye main gaon ka scholarship proposal le kar aaya hoon.”
Jasmin ka chehra badal gaya,
Jasmin: “Par tumne mujhe bataya kyun nahi?”
Ali: “Sirf surprise dena tha… tumhare hostel ki library me naye kitaab aayenge.”
Door se ye sab Faizan ne dekha. Uska dil ek pal ko hil gaya — ye to waise baatein nahi thi jaise main soch raha tha.
Usne dekha Ali principal ke office ke bahar sar jhuka ke baat kar raha hai, files dikhara hai, aur kuch gaon ke papers par signature karwa raha hai.
Shaam ko farmhouse me jab Ali wapas aaya, Faizan ne chupchaap uska haath pakda,
Faizan: “Mujhe lagta tha tum sirf masti karte ho… par tum to…”
Ali ne hans ke baat kaat di,
Ali: “Bhai, log jo sochna chahte hain sochen. Hum apna kaam karte rahen, wahi kaafi hai.”
Aangan me Ammi roti sek rahi thi, Abbu hukkah guroo–guroo kar rahe the, aur peeche kheton me suraj dhalte hue laal rang bikhair raha tha.
Ali jaise apni Bullet ki tarah, seedha-saadha nahi tha… par apne raaste ka master zarur tha.
Beta ye 90s ke dino kii baat hai ....Dopehar ka waqt tha. Gaon ke ghar ka aangan dhup se chamak raha tha. Jasmin mitti ke chulhe ke paas baith kar aam ke beej tod rahi thi, taaki Ammi unse chatni bana saken.
Ali (yani main Papa) , jo usse ek saal bada tha, chhupke se peeche se aaya aur uske haath par thoda sa geela gobar laga diya.
Jasmin: (cheeekh ke) “Chi! Aliiii… Tu ganda aadmi!”
Ali: (hans ke) “Arre di, yeh to kheton ka sona hai, issi se to fasal banti hai.”
Jasmin ne guse se uth kar uska gamcha kheench liya aur kue ke paas jaa kar paani mein phenk diya.
Ali: “Arre! Mera gamcha!”
Jasmin: “Ab le aa, aur thoda kheton ka sona le aa.”
Jasmin Faizan ko chidhate hue : ...
**
Rasoi se Ammi ki awaaz aayi, “Bas karo dono! Main yahan roti sek rahi hoon, tum dono ke chakkar mein roti jal jaayegi.”
Tabhi verandah se Faizan ( jo abb bade Papa yani tau )aaya, jo sabse bada bhai tha. Haath mein belcha pakde hua tha, kheton se abhi-abhi aaya tha.
Faizan: “Mujhe tum dono pe bharosa nahi… Kal raat ka Gud ka dibba kisne khaali kiya?”
Ali: (haath utha ke) “Main nahi…”
Jasmin: (masoom ban ke) “Main to Ammi ke saath so gayi thi.”
Faizan ne shak bhari nazar se dono ko dekha,
Faizan: “Tum dono milke chhupate ho. Ek din tumhaari saari pol khol dunga.”
Abbu, jo neem ke ped ke neeche charpai pe baithe hukkah guroo–guroo kar rahe the, hans ke bole,
Abbu: “Faizan, chhodo. Chhote bhai-behan ki shararatein gaon ka asli rang hoti hain.”
Ali ne Jasmin ki taraf aankh mari, Jasmin ne bhi hansi dabai.
Door kheton se bhains ki ghanti ki awaaz aa rahi thi, aur aangan mein roti ki khushboo ke saath un dono ki masti hawa mein ghul rahi thi.
Bullet Ki Sawari, Shak Ka Saaya
Subah ka waqt tha. Aangan mein mitti ki khushboo, pedon pe baithe maina chahchaha rahe the. Ali apni Bullet ke kick maar ke start kar raha tha, aur Jasmin duppatta sambhalte hue aayi.
Ali: “Jaldi baith ja, nahi to master ji phir late hone ka lecture shuru kar denge.”
Jasmin: (halki muskaan ke saath) “Lecture to tum mujhe raste bhar dete ho… master ji ka lecture uske baad kuch bhi nahi lagta.”
Bullet ki garaj gaon ki galiyon mein goonj uthi. Jasmin piche baithi thi, ek haath se kursi pakde hue, duppatta hawa mein lehrata.
Raste mein nadi ke kinare se guzarte hue Ali bola,
Ali: “Kal main yahan se tumhare liye amrood tod ke launga.”
Jasmin: “Aur phir kehna ‘main to apne liye laaya tha’ jaise hamesha bolte ho?”
Dono hans diye.
Gaon ke chauraha par ek chai ki tapri ke paas se guzre, jahan Faizan apne doston ke saath baitha tha. Usne door se Bullet par baithe dono ko dekha, aur uske chehre pe halki si shanka ubhar aayi.
Shaam ko ghar aangan mein, Faizan ne Ammi se kaha,
Faizan: “Ammi, mujhe lagta hai Ali aur Jasmin ka kuch zyada hi… pata nahi… dostana hai.”
Ammi ne haath mein atta gundhte hue gusse se dekha,
Ammi: “Pagal ho gaye ho? Ye to tumhara bhai-behan hain. Bas zara milansaar hain.”
Faizan chup ho gaya, par uske dimaag mein shak ka beej jam gaya.
Usne decide kiya ke kal subah se woh dono ka peecha karega.
Title: Shak Ka Peecha
Agle din subah, Ali Bullet ke paas polishing cloth se tanki chamka raha tha. Jasmin apna bag le kar aayi.
Jasmin: “Itna chamkaoge to college wale tumhe driver samjhenge, student nahi.”
Ali: “Driver bhi hoon, bodyguard bhi, aur tumhara free ka tuitor bhi.”
Jasmin hansi, par aangan ke kone me neem ke ped ke neeche Faizan chupchaap dekh raha tha.
Usne socha — aaj to main dono ka raaz pakad ke rahunga.
Jaise hi Bullet aangan se nikalti, Faizan ne apni purani Rajdoot start ki, aur door-door se peecha karne laga.
Kachchi sadak se guzarte hue Ali ne Jasmin ko local bazaar ke kinare utara,
Ali: “Main tumhare principal se milne jaa raha hoon, tum library jao.”
Jasmin: “Tumhe mere principal se milne ki kya zarurat?”
Ali: “Kya tumhe pata nahi? Tumhare hostel ke liye main gaon ka scholarship proposal le kar aaya hoon.”
Jasmin ka chehra badal gaya,
Jasmin: “Par tumne mujhe bataya kyun nahi?”
Ali: “Sirf surprise dena tha… tumhare hostel ki library me naye kitaab aayenge.”
Door se ye sab Faizan ne dekha. Uska dil ek pal ko hil gaya — ye to waise baatein nahi thi jaise main soch raha tha.
Usne dekha Ali principal ke office ke bahar sar jhuka ke baat kar raha hai, files dikhara hai, aur kuch gaon ke papers par signature karwa raha hai.
Shaam ko farmhouse me jab Ali wapas aaya, Faizan ne chupchaap uska haath pakda,
Faizan: “Mujhe lagta tha tum sirf masti karte ho… par tum to…”
Ali ne hans ke baat kaat di,
Ali: “Bhai, log jo sochna chahte hain sochen. Hum apna kaam karte rahen, wahi kaafi hai.”
Aangan me Ammi roti sek rahi thi, Abbu hukkah guroo–guroo kar rahe the, aur peeche kheton me suraj dhalte hue laal rang bikhair raha tha.
Ali jaise apni Bullet ki tarah, seedha-saadha nahi tha… par apne raaste ka master zarur tha.
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Jasmin: “Par kal to tumne kaha tha yeh tumhare liye hai…”
M: “Main to tumhe tang kar raha tha.”
Jasmin ne amrood lene ki koshish ki, par Ali ne haath peeche kar liya.
Jasmin: “Do na…”
M: “Pehle ek shart.”
Jasmin: “Kya?”
M: “Ek chumma.” aur tu bhi apne amrood de ..
Ja: Mere paas kon se amrood hain ..
Uske ubhaar kii taraf ishara karte hue ...ye wale amrood....
Ja: Haaai.... chup besharm...
chal chumma hee de de ...
Tu nahi degii main hee le leta hun aur Ali ne Jasmin ko pakad ke uske hothon ko jor se choom
liyaa tabhi Jasmin us se amrood cheen ke bhaag gayii....
Ali ne mazak me uske kandhe ko peeche se pakad liya,
Bhai: “Lo, tumne meri shart poori kar di.”
Tabhi verandah ke kone se Faizan guzra. Usne sirf itna dekha ke Jasmin Ali ke kareeb hai aur kuch hansi–mazaak chal raha hai. Uska chehra turant sakht ho gaya.
Faizan (apne aap se): “Yeh dono din-ba-din hadh paar kar rahe hain…”
Wo chupchaap aangan se nikal gaya, aur uske dimaag me shak ka beej aur gehra ho gaya.
Aangan Ki Halchal
Dopahar ka waqt tha. Ammi rasoi me roti sek rahi thi, Abbu neem ke ped ke neeche hukkah le kar baithe the. Jasmin aangan me mitti ke choolhe ke paas aata-dal rakh rahi thi.
Ali kheton se aaya, haath me kachche aam ki tokri thi.
Ali: “Yeh le, tumhare liye aam laya hoon.”
Jasmin: “Tum to keh rahe the tumhare doston ke liye le ja rahe ho…”
Ali: “Bas tumhe jalan ho isliye bola tha.”
Jasmin ne tokri uthane ki koshish ki, par Ali ne peeche kheench li.
Jasmin: “De do…”
Ali: “Pehle ek chutki namak le aao.”
Jasmin palatne lagi to Ali ne masti me uska dupatta kheench liya aur bola apne Aam bhi chakha de ek baar , Jasmin haansi aur gusse ke beech chhuttaane lagi, par Ali ne mazak me uska haath pakad ke kheench liya, aur dono charpai par gir gaye.
Jasmin: “Ali! Chhodo mujhe!”
Ali: “Pehle smile karo aur apne Aam chakha .”
Jasmin ne haansi dabate hue uske gaal par zor ka kiss kar diya, phir tokri chheen li.
Ali ne masti me uske joban ubhaar upar se pakad liye, Jasmin kii ek halki sii cheekh nikali jise Ali ne uska muhan pakad liya cheekhne ki awaj se bachane ke liye.
Tabhi, verandah ke kone me Faizan khada tha. Usne sirf yeh dekha — Jasmin Ali ke bahut kareeb hai, dupatta Ali ke haath me, aur dono hans rahe hain.
Jasmin apne kamre main padhai kar rahii thii usne ghr main nekar aur tshirt daali hui thii jo wo bachpan se pehanti aa rahii thii ...
Tabhi peeche se maine aakar ...uska nekar kheench diya ... aisi hee shararatein din bhar chalti thii us samay
Faizan (andar hi andar): “Bas… ab main sabke saamne yeh baat rakhunga.”
Shak Ka Dhamaka
Shaam ka waqt tha. Aangan me mitti ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi, par ghar ka mahaul thoda tanav bhara lag raha tha. Faizan neem ke ped ke neeche Abbu ke paas baith gaya, Ammi bhi rasoi ka kaam khatam karke charpai par aa gayi.
Faizan: “Abbu, ek baat kahun… par gussa mat hona.”
Abbu: “Bolo, kya hua?”
Faizan: “Aaj maine Ali aur Jasmin ko dekha… bahut chipak ke masti kar rahe the. Duppatta kheench raha tha, kandhe se pakad ke ghoom raha tha. Gaon me log agar dekh lete to baat bana dete.”
Ammi ka chehra turant badal gaya.
Ammi: “Yeh kya keh rahe ho Faizan? Apni behen–bhai ki aisi baat…”
Faizan: “Ammi, main jhooth kyun bolunga? Aaj ke zamane me izzat ek pal me kharab ho jaati hai. Log kahenge ke hamare ghar me tameez nahi.”
Abbu ne gehra saans liya, hukkah side me rakha.
Abbu: “Ali… Jasmin…!! Idhar aao!”
Ali aur Jasmin, jo verandah me aam ka achar khane me lage the, thoda ghabra ke aangan me aaye.
Abbu: “Yeh kya harkatein chal rahi hain tum dono ki?”
Ali ne seedha jawab diya,
Ali: “Abbu, hum masti kar rahe the. Jasmin meri chhoti behen hai. Gaon me log jo marzi kahen, sach to yahi hai.”
Faizan ne taana mara,
Faizan: “Tum samajhte nahi ho… gaon wale dekh ke kahenge ‘yeh kaisi masti hai’. Izzat badalne me waqt nahi lagta.”
Ali ne Abbu ki taraf dekhte hue kaha,
Ali: “Abbu, izzat humari sachai se banti hai, logon ki baaton se nahi. Main apne khandaan ka naam kabhi neeche nahi karunga.”
Ammi ne dono ko dekha, phir Faizan ki taraf,
Ammi: “Faizan, tumhare dil me jalan hai isliye tum baat ko bigaad rahe ho. Apne bhai-behan ko samajhne ki koshish karo.”
Faizan chup ho gaya, par uske chehre pe ab bhi wo “main galat nahi hoon” wali zidd thi.
Aangan me neem ke patton ki sar-sarahat chal rahi thi, par ghar ke andar hawa abhi bhi bhaari thi.
..............
Bullet, Baagh Aur Burkha
Subah ki thandi hawa farmhouse ke aangan mein goonj rahi thi. Ali apni Bullet motorcycle ke saath khada tha, helmet pehna tha, aur Jasmin apna dupatta thoda aur dhak kar burkha jaisa bana rahi thi.
Ammi: “Jasmin beta, aaj se burkha achha rahega. Gaon mein log dekhenge to kaheinge ki hamari ladki tameez se rehti hai, bhai ke saath bhi.”
Jasmin: (thodi sharmate hue) “Ji Ammi, main dhyan rakhungi.”
Ali ne helmet ka face shield uthaya, “Jasmin, chalo jaldi karo, college late nahi hona.”
Bullet ki garaj ke saath dono gaon ki kachchi sadak par nikal pade.
Raste mein, nadi ke kinare se guzarte waqt Ali ne motorcycle thodi dheemi ki.
Ali: “Woh dekho, aam ke baagh hain.”
Jasmin: “Aaj kal ke aam to bahut meethay hote hain, par yeh gaon ke aam ki baat hi kuch aur hai.” chal abb to apne Aam chakha de main bola ...
Ja: kyaa bhai hanste hue bhi besharmi wali baat ...wo bhi sagii behan se
M: yaar dost bhi to hai aur maine phir choom liya uske gulabi gaalon ko ...
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Ali ne motorcycle roki aur dono bike pe baith gaye Ali ne Jasmin ka alingan kiya aur Jasmin ke hothon ko choom liya ..
Jasmin ko accha laga wo bhai ke gale main haath daalte hue ...
Ali: “Chalo thodi der yahan baithte hain.”
Jasmin: (muskaan ke saath) “Masti mat karna, warna Faizan phir chugali Kar dega...
M: “Main to tumhe tang kar raha tha.”
Jasmin ne amrood lene ki koshish ki, par Ali ne haath peeche kar liya.
Jasmin: “Do na…”
M: “Pehle ek shart.”
Jasmin: “Kya?”
M: “Ek chumma.” aur tu bhi apne amrood de ..
Ja: Mere paas kon se amrood hain ..
Uske ubhaar kii taraf ishara karte hue ...ye wale amrood....
Ja: Haaai.... chup besharm...
chal chumma hee de de ...
Tu nahi degii main hee le leta hun aur Ali ne Jasmin ko pakad ke uske hothon ko jor se choom
liyaa tabhi Jasmin us se amrood cheen ke bhaag gayii....Ali ne mazak me uske kandhe ko peeche se pakad liya,
Bhai: “Lo, tumne meri shart poori kar di.”
Tabhi verandah ke kone se Faizan guzra. Usne sirf itna dekha ke Jasmin Ali ke kareeb hai aur kuch hansi–mazaak chal raha hai. Uska chehra turant sakht ho gaya.
Faizan (apne aap se): “Yeh dono din-ba-din hadh paar kar rahe hain…”
Wo chupchaap aangan se nikal gaya, aur uske dimaag me shak ka beej aur gehra ho gaya.
Aangan Ki Halchal
Dopahar ka waqt tha. Ammi rasoi me roti sek rahi thi, Abbu neem ke ped ke neeche hukkah le kar baithe the. Jasmin aangan me mitti ke choolhe ke paas aata-dal rakh rahi thi.
Ali kheton se aaya, haath me kachche aam ki tokri thi.
Ali: “Yeh le, tumhare liye aam laya hoon.”
Jasmin: “Tum to keh rahe the tumhare doston ke liye le ja rahe ho…”
Ali: “Bas tumhe jalan ho isliye bola tha.”
Jasmin ne tokri uthane ki koshish ki, par Ali ne peeche kheench li.
Jasmin: “De do…”
Ali: “Pehle ek chutki namak le aao.”
Jasmin palatne lagi to Ali ne masti me uska dupatta kheench liya aur bola apne Aam bhi chakha de ek baar , Jasmin haansi aur gusse ke beech chhuttaane lagi, par Ali ne mazak me uska haath pakad ke kheench liya, aur dono charpai par gir gaye.
Jasmin: “Ali! Chhodo mujhe!”
Ali: “Pehle smile karo aur apne Aam chakha .”
Jasmin ne haansi dabate hue uske gaal par zor ka kiss kar diya, phir tokri chheen li.
Ali ne masti me uske joban ubhaar upar se pakad liye, Jasmin kii ek halki sii cheekh nikali jise Ali ne uska muhan pakad liya cheekhne ki awaj se bachane ke liye.
Tabhi, verandah ke kone me Faizan khada tha. Usne sirf yeh dekha — Jasmin Ali ke bahut kareeb hai, dupatta Ali ke haath me, aur dono hans rahe hain.
Jasmin apne kamre main padhai kar rahii thii usne ghr main nekar aur tshirt daali hui thii jo wo bachpan se pehanti aa rahii thii ...
Tabhi peeche se maine aakar ...uska nekar kheench diya ... aisi hee shararatein din bhar chalti thii us samay
Faizan (andar hi andar): “Bas… ab main sabke saamne yeh baat rakhunga.”
Shak Ka Dhamaka
Shaam ka waqt tha. Aangan me mitti ki thandi hawa chal rahi thi, par ghar ka mahaul thoda tanav bhara lag raha tha. Faizan neem ke ped ke neeche Abbu ke paas baith gaya, Ammi bhi rasoi ka kaam khatam karke charpai par aa gayi.
Faizan: “Abbu, ek baat kahun… par gussa mat hona.”
Abbu: “Bolo, kya hua?”
Faizan: “Aaj maine Ali aur Jasmin ko dekha… bahut chipak ke masti kar rahe the. Duppatta kheench raha tha, kandhe se pakad ke ghoom raha tha. Gaon me log agar dekh lete to baat bana dete.”
Ammi ka chehra turant badal gaya.
Ammi: “Yeh kya keh rahe ho Faizan? Apni behen–bhai ki aisi baat…”
Faizan: “Ammi, main jhooth kyun bolunga? Aaj ke zamane me izzat ek pal me kharab ho jaati hai. Log kahenge ke hamare ghar me tameez nahi.”
Abbu ne gehra saans liya, hukkah side me rakha.
Abbu: “Ali… Jasmin…!! Idhar aao!”
Ali aur Jasmin, jo verandah me aam ka achar khane me lage the, thoda ghabra ke aangan me aaye.
Abbu: “Yeh kya harkatein chal rahi hain tum dono ki?”
Ali ne seedha jawab diya,
Ali: “Abbu, hum masti kar rahe the. Jasmin meri chhoti behen hai. Gaon me log jo marzi kahen, sach to yahi hai.”
Faizan ne taana mara,
Faizan: “Tum samajhte nahi ho… gaon wale dekh ke kahenge ‘yeh kaisi masti hai’. Izzat badalne me waqt nahi lagta.”
Ali ne Abbu ki taraf dekhte hue kaha,
Ali: “Abbu, izzat humari sachai se banti hai, logon ki baaton se nahi. Main apne khandaan ka naam kabhi neeche nahi karunga.”
Ammi ne dono ko dekha, phir Faizan ki taraf,
Ammi: “Faizan, tumhare dil me jalan hai isliye tum baat ko bigaad rahe ho. Apne bhai-behan ko samajhne ki koshish karo.”
Faizan chup ho gaya, par uske chehre pe ab bhi wo “main galat nahi hoon” wali zidd thi.
Aangan me neem ke patton ki sar-sarahat chal rahi thi, par ghar ke andar hawa abhi bhi bhaari thi.
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Bullet, Baagh Aur Burkha
Subah ki thandi hawa farmhouse ke aangan mein goonj rahi thi. Ali apni Bullet motorcycle ke saath khada tha, helmet pehna tha, aur Jasmin apna dupatta thoda aur dhak kar burkha jaisa bana rahi thi.
Ammi: “Jasmin beta, aaj se burkha achha rahega. Gaon mein log dekhenge to kaheinge ki hamari ladki tameez se rehti hai, bhai ke saath bhi.”
Jasmin: (thodi sharmate hue) “Ji Ammi, main dhyan rakhungi.”
Ali ne helmet ka face shield uthaya, “Jasmin, chalo jaldi karo, college late nahi hona.”
Bullet ki garaj ke saath dono gaon ki kachchi sadak par nikal pade.
Raste mein, nadi ke kinare se guzarte waqt Ali ne motorcycle thodi dheemi ki.
Ali: “Woh dekho, aam ke baagh hain.”
Jasmin: “Aaj kal ke aam to bahut meethay hote hain, par yeh gaon ke aam ki baat hi kuch aur hai.” chal abb to apne Aam chakha de main bola ...
Ja: kyaa bhai hanste hue bhi besharmi wali baat ...wo bhi sagii behan se
M: yaar dost bhi to hai aur maine phir choom
liya uske gulabi gaalon ko ...how to remove duplicates in word
Ali ne motorcycle roki aur dono bike pe baith gaye Ali ne Jasmin ka alingan kiya aur Jasmin ke hothon ko choom
liya ..Jasmin ko accha laga wo bhai ke gale main haath daalte hue ...
Ali: “Chalo thodi der yahan baithte hain.”
Jasmin: (muskaan ke saath) “Masti mat karna, warna Faizan phir chugali Kar dega...
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