Incest Parivar: Ek Naya Adhyay

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Chapter 34: Tareef ki Talab

Pichle ravivaar ke 'Crossover Prank' ke baad, ek poora hafta guzar chuka tha. Yeh hafta teeno gharon mein dheeme, par gehrey badlaavon ka gawaah tha. App ke upgrades ab sirf anjaan ehsaas nahi, balki ek aadat mein badal rahe the.
Sharma Villa mein, Kavita ki subah ab ek naye, anjaane se intezaar ke saath shuru hoti thi. 'Yearning for Validation' upgrade ne unke andar ek ajeeb si bhookh paida kar di thi—apne bete, Sameer, ki nazron mein accha dikhne ki bhookh. Woh ab anjaane mein hi subah almari ke saamne do minute zyada bitaati thi, yeh sochte hue ki kaun sa suit pehenne par Sameer ki nazar un par ek pal ke liye rukegi.
Shaniwaar ki subah, jab woh nashta paros rahi thi, Sameer ne achanak kaha, "Mummy, yeh neele rang ka suit aap par bahut accha lag raha hai. Aap ekdum fresh lag rahi ho."
Kavita ke haath ek pal ke liye ruke. Unke chehre par ek laali daud gayi, jise unhone foran hi apne "conservative" naqab ke peeche chhupane ki koshish ki. "Hatt, jaa. Apna nashta kar chup-chaap," unhone sakhti se kaha, par unki aankhon mein aayi halki si chamak aur unke hothon par dabi hui muskaan Sameer se nahi chhupi. Poora din, Kavita ne anjaane mein hi baar-baar aaine mein apne aks ko dekha. Tareef ne unke andar ek meetha, nasheela zeher ghol diya tha.
Aisa hi kuch haal Khan residence mein tha. Imran ne pichle hafte apni ammi, Fareeda, ki har choti cheez par unki tareef ki thi. Natija yeh tha ki Fareeda, jo pehle sirf functional kapde pehenti thi, ab apne dupatte ko apne suit se match karne ki koshish karti thi. Unke "Digital Echo Chamber" ne unke Facebook feed ko aisi auraton ki kahaniyon se bhar diya tha jo apni zindagi ko ek naye sire se jee rahi thi. Is sabne milkar unke andar ek bechaini paida kar di thi. Ek taraf unka "extremely religious" mann tha, aur doosri taraf tareef paane ki yeh nayi, laalchi talab.
Par Singh residence mein mahaul alag tha. Rohan 290 points par atka hua tha, aur uski Biji, Jaspreet, abhi bhi uss 'Validation' upgrade se mehroom thi. Unka jism badal raha tha—woh pehle se zyada fit mehsoos karti thi, unke baal aur naakhoon khoobsurat ho chuke the—par unka dimaag abhi bhi ek "very strict" aur "authoritative" qile jaisa tha.
Rohan jaanta tha ki use kuch karna hoga. Usne App khola. Uske liye ek naya task intezaar kar raha tha.
[ROHAN'S TASK #6: THE KITCHEN CRITIC]
* Objective: Jab tumhari maa khana bana rahi ho, unki madad karne ke bahane kitchen mein jaao. Unhe unki lifelong recipe par ek unsolicited 'advice' do. Jaise, 'Biji, ismein thoda nimbu daalengi toh taste aur accha aayega.'
* Condition: Tumhe unki authority ko ek shararti, par saaf, challenge dena hai.
* Reward: 310 Points.
Rohan ne ek lamba saans liya. Apni Biji ko kitchen mein challenge karna, maut ko dawat dene jaisa tha. Par use 300 points chahiye the.
Dopahar mein, jab Jaspreet Rajma bana rahi thi, Rohan kitchen mein ghus gaya. "Laaiye Biji, main masale ka dabba de deta hoon," usne madad ka natak kiya.
Jab Jaspreet ne Rajma mein masale daale, Rohan ne kaha, "Biji, ek minute. Ismein thoda sa nimbu daal kar dekhiye na. Taste ekdum restaurant jaisa ho jaayega."
Jaspreet ne use ghoor kar dekha. "Tu sikhayega mujhe khana banana? 30 saal se bana rahi hoon yeh Rajma, aaj tak kisi ne shikayat nahi ki."
"Shikayat nahi, Biji. Bas ek suggestion hai. Nayi cheezein try karni chahiye," Rohan ne ek nayi si himmat ke saath kaha.
"Oye! Zabaan dekhi hai apni?" Jaspreet ki awaaz unchi ho gayi. "Nikal yahan se. Meri rasoi mein mujhe sikhane ki zaroorat nahi hai!" Unhone use lagbhag dhakka dekar kitchen se bahar nikaal diya.
Rohan bahar aa gaya, par uske chehre par muskaan thi. +310 Points. New Balance: 600 Points.
Usne ek pal bhi barbaad nahi kiya. Usne fauran 300 points ka 'Yearning for Validation' upgrade khareeda aur use apni Biji par apply kar diya. Rohan's Final Balance: 300 Points.
Us raat, teeno beton ne group par baat ki. Ab teeno maaen tareef ki bhookh ka shikaar ho chuki thi. Zameen poori tarah se taiyaar thi.
Sameer: "Kal Sunday hai. Kal ka din hai shopping ka. Heels and new clothes. Sab apni-apni maa ko taiyaar karo. Hum log Select Citywalk Mall mein milenge. Mission 'MILF-ification' ka agla, aur sabse important phase kal shuru hoga."
Teeno ke dilon mein ek naya josh tha. Kal ka din unki maaon ke "zero" fashion sense ko hamesha ke liye badalne wala tha.

 

[Samlover112]

Chapter 35: Shopping ki Zidd

Shaniwaar, 9 August, 2025. Subah ke 11 baje. Dilli ki dhoop mein ek ajeeb si tezi thi, par usse bhi zyada tezi teeno doston ke dilon mein thi. Aaj unke Project 'Cultural Corruption' ka sabse ahem din tha. Unhe apni maaon ko shopping par le jaana tha.
Sameer ne apni chaal sabse pehle chali. Usne Kavita ko dekha, jo aaine ke saamne khadi apne baalon ko aadat se majboor hokar jooday mein baandh rahi thi.
"Mummy," Sameer ne behad soची-समझी hui masoomiyat se kaha. "Woh Cultural Day ke liye, aapko judges ke panel mein baithna hai. Aapko koi aisi saari pehenni chahiye jismein aap ekdum... powerful aur elegant lagein. Yeh sab saariyan aapne itni baar pehen li hain."
Kavita ka haath ek pal ke liye ruka. Unki "orthodox" soch ne fauran jawab diya, "Nahi, zaroorat nahi hai. Hai toh itni saariyan. Faltu kharcha kyun karna." Par tabhi, unke andar 'Yearning for Validation' upgrade ne apna kaam kiya. Sameer ki raaye achanak unke liye bahut mayne rakhne lagi thi. Unhe apne bete ke saamne "purani" nahi dikhna tha. Ek anjaani si, "reluctant" ichha unke mann mein jaagi.
"Achha, dekhte hain," unhone jhijhakte hue kaha. Yeh chota sa "dekhte hain" Sameer ke liye ek badi jeet thi.
Khan residence mein, Imran ne ek alag tareeka apnaya. Usne dekha ki Fareeda ek purana suit pehen kar kitchen ka kaam kar rahi thi, jo ab unke badalte jism par saaf taur par dheela lag raha tha.
"Ammi," usne kaha. "Aap thodi patli ho gayi hain. Yeh suit ab aap par dheela lag raha hai."
Fareeda ne khud ko dekha. Yeh sach tha. Unka "plump physique" ab badal raha tha. Imran ki tareef ne unke andar validation ki bhookh ko aur tez kar diya.
"Chaliye na, ek-do naye, acchi fitting ke suit le aate hain," Imran ne mauke par chauka maara. "Aap par bahut acche lagenge."
Fareeda ki "extremely religious" soch iske khilaaf thi. "Nahi, Imran. Mujhe nahi chahiye yeh sab duniya-daari."
"Duniya-daari nahi, ammi. Saaf-suthre, dhang ke kapde pehenna toh acchi baat hai na?" Imran ne masoomiyat se kaha. Fareeda ke paas koi jawab nahi tha. Apne "laadle" bete ki baat ko taalna unke liye mushkil ho raha tha. Unhone ek thandi aahein bhar kar "theek hai" keh diya.
Rohan ke liye kaam sabse mushkil tha. Jaspreet abhi tak usse theek se baat nahi kar rahi thi. Par ab unke andar bhi 'Yearning for Validation' upgrade apna kaam shuru kar chuka tha.
Rohan ne himmat karke unse baat ki. "Biji, main kal ke liye sorry hoon. Please gussa mat hoiye."
Jaspreet ne use sakht nazron se dekha.
"Aap itni mehnat karti hain, Biji. College, ghar... hamesha sabke liye. Apne liye toh kabhi kuch sochti hi nahi," Rohan ne ek naya daav khela. "Chaliye na, bas aise hi mall ghoom aate hain. Aapka mood bhi theek ho jaayega. Kuch nahi lenge, bas window shopping."
Jaspreet ka "stern yet loving" dil apne bete ki is emotional appeal se thoda pighal gaya. Woh abhi bhi naraaz thi, par Rohan se validation paane ki nayi-nayi talab unhe uske saath waqt bitaane ke liye uksa rahi thi.
"Theek hai," unhone sakht awaaz mein kaha. "Par agar faltu kharcha kiya, toh mujhse bura koi nahi hoga."
Ek ghante baad, Sameer ki gaadi mein ek ajeeb sa manzar tha. Peeche ki seat par teeno maaen baithi thi—Kavita, Fareeda, aur Jaspreet—teeno ke chehron par ek jhijhak aur na-chahte hue bhi aane wali muskaan ka mishran tha. Aage, teeno bete baithe the, unki aankhon mein jeet ki chamak thi.
Gaadi Select Citywalk Mall, Saket, ki taraf badh rahi thi. Yeh sirf ek shopping trip nahi thi. Yeh un teeno "sanskari" auraton ke "milfification" ka sabse ahem aur public padaav tha, jo "gradually" unki poori duniya badalne wala tha.

 

[Samlover112]

Chapter 36: Mall ki nayi Duniya

Saturday, August 9, 2025. Dopahar ke 2 baje. Select Citywalk Mall, Saket, apni poori raunak par tha. Bright lights, oonchi-oonchi dukaanein, modern music ka shor, aur stylsih kapdo mein ghoomte log. Is chamakti hui duniya ke beech, teeno maaen, Kavita, Fareeda, aur Jaspreet, ek ajeeb si jhijhak ke saath khadi thi. Yeh mahaul unke liye ek alag hi grah jaisa tha, unki "very old fashioned" aur "conservative" zindagi se bilkul alag.
"Chaliye, pehle jooton ki dukaan dekhte hain," Sameer ne plan ke mutabik kaha, aur teeno ko kheench kar 'Charles & Keith' ke chamakte hue showroom ki taraf le gaya.
Showroom ke andar, sheeshe ke shelves par saji ek se badhkar ek heels dekh kar teeno maaon ki aankhein phail gayi.
"Baap re! Itne mehenge?" Kavita ne ek sandal par laga price tag dekh kar dheere se kaha. "Ismein toh poore mahine ki sabzi aa jaayegi."
"Aur yeh pehen kar kaun chalta hai? Pairon ko takleef dene ke alawa ismein hai hi kya? Tauba tauba," Fareeda ne naak sikodte hue kaha, unki "extremely religious" soch unhe is "fizool kharchi" ke khilaaf kar rahi thi.
"Bilkul impractical," Jaspreet ne apna faisla sunaya. "Yeh pehen kar college mein classes lene ke liye bhaag-daud kaise hogi? Yeh sab ameer logon ke chonchle hain." Unki yeh baat seedhe unke beton ke uss fetish ko challenge kar rahi thi jiske tehat "they also want their moms to always wear heels".
Par teeno bete taiyaar the. 'Yearning for Validation' upgrade ab unka sabse bada hathiyar tha.
"Mummy, mehenge hain par aapke pairon mein bahut elegant lagenge," Sameer ne Kavita ke kaan mein kaha. "Aapki nayi personality ko suit karenge."
"Ammi, bas ek baar try toh kariye," Imran ne Fareeda se minnat ki. "Dekhiye toh sahi, aap par kitni janchti hain."
"Biji, aap waise hi itni confident hain," Rohan ne Jaspreet se kaha. "Yeh pehen kar toh aap aur bhi powerful lagengi. Poora college dekhega."
Yeh tareefen, khaaskar apne beton ke muh se, teeno maaon ke dil mein ek ajeeb si gudgudi paida kar rahi thi. Na chahte hue bhi, unhe apne beton ki nazron mein accha dikhne ki talab ho rahi thi.
"Achha, bas try karne ke liye," Kavita ne aakhirkaar haar maante hue kaha.
Sameer ne fauran ek salesgirl ko ishara kiya aur ek simple si, 2-inch ki, kaale rang ki block heels mangwayi. Yeh shuruaat ke liye aek "safe" choice thi.
Jab Kavita ne heel pehenne ke liye apna pair aage badhaya, toh Sameer, sabke saamne, ghutno ke bal neeche baith gaya. "Laaiye main madad karta hoon," usne kaha.
Kavita ek dum se hadbada gayi. "Arey, yeh kya kar raha hai? Log dekh rahe hain!"
Par Sameer ne unki nahi suni. Usne unka pair apne haathon mein liya. Kavita ka poora jism ek anjaane current se kaanp gaya. Apne bete ka sparsh, uske haathon ki garmi apne pair par mehsoos karke unke andar ek toofan uth gaya. Ek taraf unki mamta thi jo keh rahi thi ki yeh galat hai, par doosri taraf App ke corruption se paida hui ek nayi, anjaan si talab thi jo unhe is sparsh se gudgudi ka ehsaas kara rahi thi. Sameer ne dheere se unhe heel pehnayi.
Jab Kavita heels pehen kar khadi hui, toh unke pair thode dagmagaye. Woh saalon baad itni unchi ho rahi thi. Tabhi, Imran aur Rohan ne fauran compliment diya.
"Wah, Aunty! Kya lag rahi hain aap!" Imran ne seeti maarte hue kaha.
"Sameer, teri mummy ke pair toh bilkul model jaise hain!" Rohan ne joda.
Yeh "cross-interaction" dekh kar Sameer ko ek pal ke liye jalan hui, par agle hi pal jab usne apni maa ko dekha, toh woh sab bhool gaya. Kavita sharam se laal hokar aaine mein apne aks ko dekh rahi thi. Woh lambi lag rahi thi, unki chaal mein ek nayi si adaa aa gayi thi. Unke badalte hue jism par yeh heels ekdum sahi lag rahe the. Woh uljhan mein thi, ghabra rahi thi, par unke dil ke ek kone mein, is nayi attention aur apne is naye roop ko lekar ek khushi ki leher bhi daud rahi thi.
Yeh dekh kar, Fareeda aur Jaspreet, jo ab tak sakhti ka naqaab odhe hue thi, ek dusre ko dekhne lagi. Unke dilon mein bhi, na chahte hue, ek sawaal ubhar raha tha, 'Kya main bhi aisi lag sakti hoon?' Pehli deewar toot chuki thi.

 

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Chapter 37: Heels ka Jaadu

Kavita ko aaine mein apna naya roop dekhte hue, Fareeda aur Jaspreet ke andar ek anokhi हलचल machi. Unki "orthodox" soch unhe rok rahi thi, par unke beton ki tareefon ne unke andar validation ki ek aisi aag laga di thi, jise bujhana ab unke bas mein nahi tha.
"Ammi, bas ek baar," Imran ne Fareeda se minnat ki, uski awaaz mein ek jaadui asar tha. "Aap Kavita aunty se bhi zyada acchi lagengi. Please."
Fareeda ne Imran ko dekha. Apne laadle bete ke muh se yeh sunna, uski aankhon mein woh chahat dekhna, unke liye na kehna namumkin sa ho gaya. "Achha, bas ek," unhone haar maante hue kaha. Imran ne fauran ek "modest" si, beige rang ki wedge heels unke saamne rakh di.
Jab Imran unhe heel pehnane ke liye neeche baitha aur unke pairon ko chua, toh Fareeda ka poora jism kaanp gaya. Yeh sparsh unke liye anjaan tha, galat tha, par ismein ek ajeeb sa, "reluctantly" accha lagne wala ehsaas bhi tha.
Jaise hi woh khadi hui, Sameer aur Rohan ne taaliyan bajayi. "Wah, Imran! Teri ammi toh chhupi rustam nikli!" Sameer ne chheda. Fareeda ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya, par woh chup rahi.
Ab baari Jaspreet ki thi. Unhone sabko ek sakht nazar se dekha, jaise woh is "naatak" se upar hain. "Theek hai, theada hai. Time kharab mat karo. Dikhao kya hai," unhone apne "authoritative" andaaz mein kaha.
Rohan, unki personality ko jaante hue, unke liye ek bold, 4-inch ki, red stiletto heels le aaya. Jaspreet ne use dekh kar pehle toh mana kiya, par teeno ladkon ke zidd karne par unhone use try kiya. Shuru mein woh ladkhadayi, par phir unke jism ne, 'Heel Adaptability' upgrade ke kaaran, balance bana liya. Jab woh aaine ke saamne seedhi khadi hui, toh woh khud hairaan reh gayi. Woh lambi, powerful, aur ek alag hi level ki "confident" lag rahi thi.
Iske baad, teeno maaon ki jhijhak "gradually" tootne lagi. Teeno bete unke saamne ek ke baad ek, alag-alag tarah ki heels laate rahe. "Sabhi moms atleast 10 tarah ke different heels try karenge". Unhone stilettos, block heels, platforms, kitten heels, peep-toes, sab kuch try kiya. Showroom ka woh kona unke personal runway mein badal gaya tha.
"Bete" ab stylist ban chuke the. Woh unhe pehnane mein "madad" kar rahe the, unke pairon ko chhu rahe the. "Moms" bhi ab is sparsh ko "reluctantly" sehne lagi thi, unhe ismein ek ajeeb sa "maza" aane laga tha.
"Aunty, yeh wali aap par zyada acchi lag rahi hai," Sameer ne Jaspreet se kaha.
"Nahi, Kavita aunty par silver wali best hai," Imran ne joda.
Yeh "cross interaction" teeno maaon ke andar ek anjaan si competition paida kar raha tha, aur teeno beton ke andar ek doosre ke liye "rivalry aur jealousy".
Jab Sameer Kavita ko ek behad sexy, pencil heel wali sandal pehna raha tha, toh usse control nahi hua. Woh apni "naughty" pravritti se majboor ho gaya. Jab usne unhe sandal pehnayi, usne jhuk kar, unke khoobsurat pair par, takhne ke paas, ek "kiss" kar diya.
"SAMEER!" Kavita ki ek dum se awaaz nikli. Unka chehra gusse aur sharam se laal ho gaya. "Yeh kya badtameezi hai?" Par jabki unki zubaan "gussa" kar rahi thi, unke poore jism mein ek leher si daud gayi. Unhe "andar hi andar reluctantly maza bhi aaya tha". Unhe yaad aaya ki kaise unka beta "jo kavita ka pair chuta tha maa ko respect dene ke liye ab kya kya nahi kar raha".
Aakhir mein, teeno beton ne apni-apni maaon ke liye 3-4 jodi heels "choice" kiye. Maaon ne keemat par thodi si na-nukur ki, par beton ki zidd ke aage unki ek na chali.
Jab woh footwear store se bahar nikle, toh teeno maaon ki chaal mein, unke posture mein, ek anjaan sa, par saaf dikhne wala badlaav tha. Unke jism ab heels ke liye taiyaar ho rahe the.
Woh mall ke corridor mein chal rahe the. Teeno bete apni maaon ko ek nayi, garv bhari nazar se dekh rahe the.
"Heels toh ho gayi," Sameer ne muskurate hue kaha. "Ab kapdon ki baari."

 

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MOMS CHECKING OUT THEIR HEELS



MOMS POSING FOR A PHOTO AFTER BUYING HEELS

 

[pussylover1]

Nice

 

[arunav090909]

Update

 

[GAB]

Update

 

[Vikashkumar]

Acha likh rhe ho
Keep it up
Pahli baar kuch naya padne ko mila intersting.
Kahani soch se bilkul alag chal rahi h.
Keep Going
Abhi Tak jitna likha h uske liye Very Well Done.
Bas itna hi bolna h ki aage Jake jo kuch ho bas apni apni maa ke sath ho.
Esa na ho ek dusre ki maa ke sath game suru ho jaye.
Personal rakhna maa ooo ko.
Waiting For Next Update

 

[Sushil@10]

Chapter 37: Heels ka Jaadu

Kavita ko aaine mein apna naya roop dekhte hue, Fareeda aur Jaspreet ke andar ek anokhi हलचल machi. Unki "orthodox" soch unhe rok rahi thi, par unke beton ki tareefon ne unke andar validation ki ek aisi aag laga di thi, jise bujhana ab unke bas mein nahi tha.
"Ammi, bas ek baar," Imran ne Fareeda se minnat ki, uski awaaz mein ek jaadui asar tha. "Aap Kavita aunty se bhi zyada acchi lagengi. Please."
Fareeda ne Imran ko dekha. Apne laadle bete ke muh se yeh sunna, uski aankhon mein woh chahat dekhna, unke liye na kehna namumkin sa ho gaya. "Achha, bas ek," unhone haar maante hue kaha. Imran ne fauran ek "modest" si, beige rang ki wedge heels unke saamne rakh di.
Jab Imran unhe heel pehnane ke liye neeche baitha aur unke pairon ko chua, toh Fareeda ka poora jism kaanp gaya. Yeh sparsh unke liye anjaan tha, galat tha, par ismein ek ajeeb sa, "reluctantly" accha lagne wala ehsaas bhi tha.
Jaise hi woh khadi hui, Sameer aur Rohan ne taaliyan bajayi. "Wah, Imran! Teri ammi toh chhupi rustam nikli!" Sameer ne chheda. Fareeda ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya, par woh chup rahi.
Ab baari Jaspreet ki thi. Unhone sabko ek sakht nazar se dekha, jaise woh is "naatak" se upar hain. "Theek hai, theada hai. Time kharab mat karo. Dikhao kya hai," unhone apne "authoritative" andaaz mein kaha.
Rohan, unki personality ko jaante hue, unke liye ek bold, 4-inch ki, red stiletto heels le aaya. Jaspreet ne use dekh kar pehle toh mana kiya, par teeno ladkon ke zidd karne par unhone use try kiya. Shuru mein woh ladkhadayi, par phir unke jism ne, 'Heel Adaptability' upgrade ke kaaran, balance bana liya. Jab woh aaine ke saamne seedhi khadi hui, toh woh khud hairaan reh gayi. Woh lambi, powerful, aur ek alag hi level ki "confident" lag rahi thi.
Iske baad, teeno maaon ki jhijhak "gradually" tootne lagi. Teeno bete unke saamne ek ke baad ek, alag-alag tarah ki heels laate rahe. "Sabhi moms atleast 10 tarah ke different heels try karenge". Unhone stilettos, block heels, platforms, kitten heels, peep-toes, sab kuch try kiya. Showroom ka woh kona unke personal runway mein badal gaya tha.
"Bete" ab stylist ban chuke the. Woh unhe pehnane mein "madad" kar rahe the, unke pairon ko chhu rahe the. "Moms" bhi ab is sparsh ko "reluctantly" sehne lagi thi, unhe ismein ek ajeeb sa "maza" aane laga tha.
"Aunty, yeh wali aap par zyada acchi lag rahi hai," Sameer ne Jaspreet se kaha.
"Nahi, Kavita aunty par silver wali best hai," Imran ne joda.
Yeh "cross interaction" teeno maaon ke andar ek anjaan si competition paida kar raha tha, aur teeno beton ke andar ek doosre ke liye "rivalry aur jealousy".
Jab Sameer Kavita ko ek behad sexy, pencil heel wali sandal pehna raha tha, toh usse control nahi hua. Woh apni "naughty" pravritti se majboor ho gaya. Jab usne unhe sandal pehnayi, usne jhuk kar, unke khoobsurat pair par, takhne ke paas, ek "kiss" kar diya.
"SAMEER!" Kavita ki ek dum se awaaz nikli. Unka chehra gusse aur sharam se laal ho gaya. "Yeh kya badtameezi hai?" Par jabki unki zubaan "gussa" kar rahi thi, unke poore jism mein ek leher si daud gayi. Unhe "andar hi andar reluctantly maza bhi aaya tha". Unhe yaad aaya ki kaise unka beta "jo kavita ka pair chuta tha maa ko respect dene ke liye ab kya kya nahi kar raha".
Aakhir mein, teeno beton ne apni-apni maaon ke liye 3-4 jodi heels "choice" kiye. Maaon ne keemat par thodi si na-nukur ki, par beton ki zidd ke aage unki ek na chali.
Jab woh footwear store se bahar nikle, toh teeno maaon ki chaal mein, unke posture mein, ek anjaan sa, par saaf dikhne wala badlaav tha. Unke jism ab heels ke liye taiyaar ho rahe the.
Woh mall ke corridor mein chal rahe the. Teeno bete apni maaon ko ek nayi, garv bhari nazar se dekh rahe the.
"Heels toh ho gayi," Sameer ne muskurate hue kaha. "Ab kapdon ki baari."

Nice update and awesome story