Update - 204
Richa ki haalat dekh kar mujhe bahut hasi aa rahi thi....par main sirf muskura kar richa ko dekhta raha...aur fir bola....
Main- hmm.... 4 begum....kamini, damini, rajni aur richa....
Ab richa ka matha thanka....uske chehre ka rang badalne laga...par wo apne aapko kaabu karte huye boli...
Richa- hum saheliyan...begum...good...
Main- ha ji....kamini ete ki , rajni paan ki...damini hukum ki aur tum chidi ki...theek hai...
Richa- ok...
Main- ab ye 2 gulaam...hukum ka aur chidi ka....
Richa- iska kya...
Main- hukum ka chhodo...ye chidi ki begum ka gulaam hai...kya tha...haa...raftaar singh....sahi hai na...
Richa(sakpaka kar)- rrrr...raftaar singh...iska kya matlab...??
Main- sab samjhauga...thoda ruko to...ab kiski baari...tum bolo..ab koun aayga...
Richa(hairani aur dar se)- mm..mujhe kya pata.......
Main(muskura kar)- hmm...aur ye aaya baadsah...jo in begumo ko controll karta hai....kya tha wo...haa...sarfaraz.....theek kaha na....
Satfaraaz ka naam sunte hi richa ki fat gai...use samjh aa gaya ki main kya bol raha hu...ab uske chehre ka rang udh chuka tha....par ab bhi wo butt bani mere bolne ka intzaar karne lagi....
Main- to ab...bolo bhi...
Richa- mmm...main kya bolu...mujhe kuch samjh nhi aa raha...
Main- lagta hai ki najar kamjor hai tumhari....dekho...ye baadsah bhi chidi ka hai .....aur tum chidi ki begum...matlab tum sab janti ho us baadsaah ke baare me...matlab sarfaraz ke baare me....ab bolo...
Meri aawaz me kathorta thi..jisse richa aur bhi saham gai...fir bhi ek acche khiladi ki tarah boli....
Richa- tum ye kya bakwas kar rahe ho..mujhe kuch samjh nhi aa raha...kaisa baadsah...kaisa gulaam...aur kaisi begum...
Main- ruk jao...ye dekho...ye hai jokar...jo in baadsah , begum aur gulaam ki najron me bewakoof hai...hai na...ye jokar main hu...ok...
Richa- ye tum kya bake ja rahe ho...tum aur jokar...kya hai ye....
Main- wo bhi samjh aa jayga...pahle is dukki ko to samjh lo...ye hai chidi ki dukki...jo chidi ki begum ke kareeb hai...hai na...
Richa- matlab...??
Main- matlab ye ki dukki bade kamaal ki cheej hai...sabka game karwa degi...ye dukki hai...hmmm..kya thi...haa....riya...
Maine dukki ko aage khiska kar bola...aur riya ka naam aate hi richa ki puri tarah se fat gai....
Ab wo kuch kahne ke laayak nhi thi..bas mujhe dekhte huye uska chehra utarta ja raha tha.....
Main- to ab tum kya chahti ho...begum muh kholegi ya dukki ko jokar khatm kar de...haa...
Richa(dari hui)- ye..ye sab kya hai ankit...
Main- seedhe sabdo me bolta hu...riya mere paas hai...aur wo theek hai..par...agar mujhe is baadsah ka pata nhi chala to tumhari dukki gai samjho...ab bolo....
Richa- ankit...main...mujhe kuch nhi pata...sach me....
Main- accha...dekho richa...tum jise jokar samjhti ho...uska asli chehra dekh lo...ki wo koun hai...uthao us jokar ko aur dekho...
Richa ne jokar ko hataya aur neeche wala patta dekh kar boli...
Richa- hukum ka ikka...
Main- hmm..ab bolo...sarfaraaj koun hai aur kaha hai...
Richa- par main kisi sarfaraz ko nhi janti...sach me...
Main- tumhe damini ke saamne sab kaboola hai...phon par baat bhi ki hai...yaad karo...
Richa- maine kab...oh my god...matlab damini...
Main- wo theek hai...bilkul theek...ab tum batao...bologi ya fir is ladki ka main bura haal karu...
Maine apna mobile nikala aur riya ka vedio richa ko dikha diya...jisse richa ko confirm ho gaya ki riya mere kabje me hai...
Main- batao jaldi...kya karna hai...bolna hai ya riya ko ...
Richa(beech me cheekh kar)- nnhhii...meri beti ko kuch mat karna...main batati hu...batati hu...
Main(joor se)- to bolo...koun hai sarfaraj....
Richa- wasim khan...
Main- koun wasim khan...sahi bolo...
Richa- tumhare dost akram ka baap....wasim khan..urf sarfaraz khan....
Wasim ka naam sunte hi mujhe jhatka laga aur aankho me gussa utar aaya....
Main- kya bak rahi ho tum...hosh me to ho....??
Richa- ha...pure hosh me....wasim hi wo insaan hai jo hum sabko apne ishare par nacha raha hai...wahi hai asli dushman...hum sabka boss....
Main richa ki baat sun kar chup rah gaya....mere dimaag me ek halchal si mach gai thi...kuch samjh hi nhi aa raha tha ki bolu kya....
Richa(man me)- main janti hu ki ab tum mujhse wo wajah bhi puchoge ki kyo wasim aisa kar raha hai...par afsoos...main ye nhi batane wali....
Main kafi der tak chup chap richa ko dekhta raha...sayad uski aankho me kuch padhne ki kosis kar raha tha...par mere hath kuch nhi laga....
Richa- kya hua...sach sun kar chup kyo ho gaye....
Main- sach...kya tumhe ab bhi lagta hai ki main jokar hu...nhi...main hu ekka...sabka baap...ab jaldi se sach bol warna teri aur teri beti ki to...
Richa(ghabra kar)- nhi...main...main sach bol rahi hu...ek-ek sabd sach hai...apni beti ki kasam....
Main- ok..maan liya...par wasim se meri kya dushmani...wo ye sab kyo karega....
Richa- dushmani tumhari nhi...tumhare khandan se hai uski...aur wo tum sabko khatm karna chahta hai....
Main- bako mat...wasim ki mere pariwar se kya dushmani....are main tak to janta nhi ki mera pariwar kaha hai...to wasim ka unse kya lena -dena....
Richa- lena, dena hai...aur bahut kareebi lena-dena....
Main-accha....tujhe pata hai...to bata...kya dushmani hai uski mujhse ....
Richa(man me)- ab kya bolu...kya ise sach bata du...bata hi deti hu....warna ye meri beti ko chodega nhi....sorry wasim...mujhe sach bolna hi hoga....
Main- ab taala kyo lag gaya tere muh ko...bata...kya dushmani hai wasim ki humse....main nhi manta ki wasim meri family ko janta bhi hai...
Richa- janta hai...yahi sach hai...wo tumhare pariwar ke har saksh ko janta hai...bahut pahle se....samjhe....
Main- accha...to fir ye bata ki apni baat ko sabit karne ka koi proof hai tere paas....hmm...
Richa- proof...proof kya du...proof to..
Main(beech me)- fas gai...apne hi jhooth ke jaal me..hmmm..dekh richa...jhooth to kabhi na kabhi pakda hi jata hai...isliye behtar hoga ki ab sach bolo...warna tum soch nhi sakti ki tumhari beti ka main kya haal karuga....
Richa- plz...trust me....main sach bol rahi hu...sach me....meri beti ki kasam....usse badkar koi nhi mere liye....
Main- hmm..ye to manta hu ki teri beti hi tere liye sab kuch hai...par sawaal ye hai ki saboot kaha hai....kya tum apni baat ko saabit kar sakti ho...haa...
Richa(kuch sochkar)- haa...yaad aaya...main tumhe kuch dikhati hu....fir tum khud hi samjh jaoge ki wasim koun hai aur tumhari family se kaise linked hai....main abhi lati hu....
Main- ok...par ...ruko...tum akele kahi nhi jaogi...mera aadmi sath jayga....
Fir maine apne aadmi ko richa ke sath jane ko kaha...wo dono room ke andar gaye aur kuch der baad richa kuch photo le kar bapis aa gai....
Main- ye kya hai...
Richa- ye wasim ki family pic hai...dekh lo...
Main lagbhag jhapt te huye richa ke hath se pic li...us pic ko dekhne par pata chala ki richa sahi hai....
Us pic me wasim tha...par uske sath 1 ladka aur ek mard-aourat the...jinhe main nhi janta tha...aur koi bhi uski family ka member us pic me nhi tha...jise main janta tha....
Main- ye ...ye hai koun...matlab...wasim ke sath...aur ye to bahut purani pic hai...dekho...isme wasim young dikh raha hai...
Richa- batati hu....ye wasim ki family hai...uske maa-baap aur uska bhai...
Main- accha...par isse sabit kya hota hai...???
Richa- sabit bhi kar deti hu....ye dusri pic dekho....
Maine dusri pic hath me li to chounk hi gaya....us pic me mere dadaji the...bilkul mere dad ki tarah dikh rahe the....
Is pic me unke sath 2 aur aadmi the ...ek to wasim ka baap...jo richa ne pahli pic me dikhaya ...aur dusre ko main janta nhi tha....
Main- ye pic...tumhe kaha se mili...ye to mere.....mere dadaji hai...
Richa- janti hu...ye pic maine wasim se churaai thi...usne hi mujhe bataya tha ki uska baap tumhare dadaji ka dost tha....ali khan...ha...yahi naam tha wasim ke pita ka....
Ali ka naam aate hi mujhe diary ki baaten yaad aa gai...usme ali ka kafi jikr tha...par last me wo gayab tha...aur ali hi the jinhone mere pita ka musibat me sath diya tha.....
Richa- ab to mante ho ki main sach bol rahi hu...
Main- nhi...ye pic dikha kar kya sabit karna chahti ho....iska matlab kya hai...
Richa- yahi ki wasim tumhari family ko kafi pahle se janta hai...aur wahi se suruwat hoti hai uski dushmani ki....
Main- dushmani...par tum to kah rahi ho ki ye ali khan mere dadaji ke dost the...to dushmani kaisi....
Richa- batati hu....ye baat maine bhi wasim se puchi thi aur usne mujhe sab bataya tha....
Main(joor se)- to bol na...kis baat ka intzaar hai tujhe....bol..
Aur fir richa ne batana suru kiya .......
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FLASEBACK...........( By - Richa )
Aazad aur ali khan ke beech kafi acchi dosti thi....
Dono hi ek-dusre ke liye jaan de bhi sakte the aur kisi ki jaan le bhi sakte the....
Wo dono aapas me sab kuch share karte.....dukh, sukh aur saari baaten...
Dono ke pariwar bhi ek-dusre ke kaafi kareeb the....
Aazad ek bade rasookh wale insaan the....doulat , shohrat, paisa aur power...sab tha unke paas....
Iske theek ulta...ali ek middle class man the...par itne kabil the ki apni family ki saari jaroorte puri kar sake....
Ali ki family me 4 log the ...uski biwi ameen aur uske 2 bete ...sarfaraz aur amir....
Ali ne sapna dekha tha ki unke bete bade ho kar bahut bade aadmi bane...isliye wo apne beton ko sahar me padhana chahte the....
Sarfaraz to padhne chala gaya...par ali ki wife ne aamir ko nhi jaane diya....use apne paas hi rakha....
Sarfaraz apne pita ke sapno ko pura karne ke liye jee-jaan se padhai karne laga...aur yaha gaon me ali apni family aur apne dost ke sath khush tha....
Ali aur aazaad har kaam me saathi the...kaisa bhi kaam ho...accha ya bura...ali ne aazaad ka sath kabhi nhi chhoda ....
Par sirf ek kaam aisa tha ...jisme ali bahut kam shamil hota...wo tha aiyaashi...
Aazaad ko nai-nai aourten aur ladkiyon ko chodne ka bada shouk tha....
Usne kai aouton aur ladkiyon ko pata rakha tha.....wo khud bhi unhe chodta aur apne dost se bhi chudwata....
Par ali ko ye jyada pasand nhi tha...wo kabhi -kabhi hi aazaad ka sath deta...nhi to door hi baitha rahta....
Ab aate hai asli baat par.....
Sab kuch sahi chal raha tha...par achanak kuch aisa hua ki aazad ki biwi ki mout ho gai...aur uske bade bete akash ko gaon chhod kar jana pada....
Akash ke jane ke baad aazaad toot sa gaya tha...par ali ne use sambhala...use bapis waisa hi banaya...jaisa wo tha...
Aazaad bhi akash ko khush dekh kar apni life me ram gaya...aur fir se wahi sab karne laga ...jo wo pahle karta tha....
Aazad ne fir se nai aourton aur ladkiyo ko chodna suru kar diya....uski betiyon ki sadi bhi kar di aur sab khuhaali se jindgi bitane lage....
Par ek din kuch aisa hua ..jo sayad na hota to accha tha....
Aazad apne office me ek aourat ko chod raha tha....aur ali office ke bahar baitha nigrani rakh raha tha.....isi wajah se aazaad ne gate lock bhi nhi kiya tha....
Par kahte hai na ki honi badi balwaan....ali ko uske bete ka call aa gaya...aur wo bete se baat karte huye dusri taraf nikal gaya....tabhi waha ali ki biwi pahuch gai...
Asal me wo ali ko dekhne aai thi...par dekhne kuch aur hi mil gaya....
Gate kholte hi aameen ke saamne joordaar chudaai ka scene aa gaya....
Aameen ke saamne aazaad ek aourat ko table par jhuka kar uski gaand maar raha tha...par dono ka chehra dusri taraf tha...jis se wo aameen ko nhi dekh paaye the....
Aameen ye najara dekh kar thithak gai...aur aazaad ka tagda lund us aourat ki gaad me aate-jaate dekhne lagi....
Waise to aameen ek sareef aourat thi...par thi to aourat hi....aur aisi joordaar chudaai dekh kar wo bhi garam hone lagi....
Aameen ne lagbhag 15-20 min tak aazaad ko gaand maarte dekha...aur isi beech uski choot pani chhodne lagi.....
Aameen kuch aur dekhti usse pahle hi use kisi ke aane ki aahat hui aur usne dheere se gate ko bapis band kiya aur waha se nikal gai....
Ali aur aazaad is ghatna se puri tarah anjaan the...par aameen ki aankho me ye ghatna ghar kar chuki thi.....
Asal me ali ke dusre bete ke janm ke baad se hi ali ne chudaai bahut kam kar di thi...jisse aameen chudaai ke liye pyaasi rahne lagi....
Uper se ali ka lund bhi aazaad se chhota tha....to ye baat bhi aameen ki aankho me sama gai...
Par kisi tarah aameen ne apne dil ko sambhala aur us ghatna ko bhoolne ki kosis karne lagi....
Par kahte hai na...ki agar kuch bhi hona hota hai ...accha ya bura...to haalaat dheere-dheere us maqsad tak pahucha hi dete hai....yaha bhi wahi hua...
Ek din aazaad ne apne farmhouse par party rakhi....dost aur unki family ke sath.....
Sab logo ne khoob enjoye kiya...kha-pi kar saam ko sab kheton me tahalne lage....sab alag-alag apni masti me ghoom rahe the.....
Par tabhi achanak barish ho gai....aur jab barish hui to us samaye....aameen chane ke khet me thi....
Aameen waha se bhag kar ped ke neeche aati ...usse pahle hi wo puri bheeg chuki thi....uski saree badan se chipki hui thi aur blouse ke andar se bra saaf najar aane lagi....saree me uski gaand bhi saaf dikh rahi thi....
Aameen ne apni haalat dekhi aur fir aas-paas dekha...waha koi nhi tha....aameen relax ho gai....
Barish jyada tej thi...isliye wo ja bhi nhi sakti thi...aur uper se sard hawa uske jishm ko thithura rahi thi..
Aameen(man me)- aise hi khadi rahi to sardi baith jaygi....aur seene me sardi baith gai...tab to musibat ho jaygi....
Ab kya karu...ye barish bhi tej hai...ja bhi nhi sakti....
Ek kaam karti hu....kapde nichod ke pahan leti hu...par yaha...koi dekh na le...
Aamern kafi der sochti rahi ki barish ruk jaaye...par barish to aur tej ho gai thi....aur uske jishm me sardi bhi bad gai thi....
Aameen(man me)- ab main sardi nhi sah sakti....kapde nichod hi leti hu...waise bhi yaha koi nhi...ped ke piche se kar leti hu...haa...
Aameen ne decide kiya aur ped ke piche aa gai....