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Waise to main incest nahi padhta. Magar "Sanjh ki Dulhan" iss title ne mujhe aakarshit Kiya. Kahani Ko JIS Andaaz se aapne aarambh Kiya hai usse aapke andar ke vichaarsheel rachnaatmak swabhav ka Pata milta hai. Aap umda lekhak hain.CHAPTER - 1
Year – 1994
Barish bohat tez ho rahi he…
Mein apne ghar ki chat par boondon ka thanda sparsh apne badan par mehsoos kar rahi hoon…
Monsoon ki barish meri rooh ki sari talkhiyan aur dard apne sath bahaye le ja rahi he….
Sara dard… sab mehroomiyan… barish ki boondo ke sath yun beh rahi hein jaise meri rooh ko kabhi koi zakham laga hi na ho…
Bahar baraste pani ne meri aankhon se riste pani ko khush kar diya he…
Aik payasi birahan… saanjh ki dulhan… bheeg rahi he ….
Aesa lag raha he ke ab zindagi me kuch acha hone wala he…
Cotton ki qameez aur shalwar dono bheeg chuke he..
Pani ki boonde na ho kar pani ke bose lag rahe he jo taraste aur tarapte bina bra ke breasts par gir kar meethi meethi chot pohncha rahe he…
Aah… ye barish ke thande meethe bose kitni lazat se bhare he…
Mere seene ke ubharo ke oopar gulabi moti ke daane apna qad nikalne lage he… sakht ho rahe the… duniya in ko nipple kehti he jis se bacha doodh peeta he… aur mard in se ras peeta he… me to in ko moti kehti hoon…. Shahkar he ye… chote chote gulabi rang ke… hum Afghani… hote bhi to gulabi rang ke he na… phir ye moti ke dane bhi to gualbi hon ge na… magar ras peene wala to koi he nhe… kon ras piye ga… kon apni khurdhari zaban se in motion ko choose ga… kon in ko chate ga… koi bhi to nhe he… ye zindagi kitni khali khali si he…
aah… in seene ke makhmali ubharon ko zor se dabane wala… masalne wala bhi to koi nhe he…
kis ke liye jawani mere badan me itna ras ghol rahi he… jab ke is ras ko peene wala bhi koi nhe he…
ap bhi soch rahe hon ge … kon he ye tanha larki… jo yun faryad kar ke apni bipta suna rahi he… kyu is ke badan ki cheekhe sun ne wala koi nhe… kya duniya ke sab mard mar gye he….
Koi mard kyun nhe milta is ko jo is ke badan ki narmi aur garmi ko mehsoos kare aur apni sakhti aur garmi ko is ki narmi aur garmi ke sath jor kar is ko lafani sukh de de…
Mard to bohat sare he is duniya me magar aik mard ka naam jor diya gaya he mere sath aur mujhe intezaar karna he us mard ka jis ke nikaah ke bolon me mein jakri hui hun…
Apne shohar “Akbar Khan” ka intezaar kar rahi hun…
Akbar Khan kahan ho tum… kyun nhe apni mankooha ke pas aate… kahan kho gye ho tum… me jo jal rahi hu tarap rahi hu tumhare firaq me kyun ke mera nikaah hua he tumhare sath to kya tum ko is bat ki koi parwah nhe ke tum bhi meri justujoo karo… mujhe khojo… meri talash karo… mujhe basalo apne ap me… mujhe bhi aik ghar do… ghardari do… sukh do shohar ka…
Ae barish bas ye teri meherban boonde hi he jo kabhi kabhi baras kar meri aag ko thanda karti he… ae barish tu roz barsa kar… tu bas moonson me hi aati he… phir poora saal tera intezaar rehta he… jesse karti hun Akbar Khan ka intezaar…
Ammi… “o Pashmee kahan ho… aa neeche utar chat se… sardi lag jye gi… aik to barish ho jye to ye larki ghanto nahati rahe gi barish me… bacho ki tarah… pata nhi kab bari hogi…”
Ab me kya bata ti Ammi Jan ko ke me to kab ki bari ho gayee hun… magar kissi ko meri jawani nazar kyun nhi aati… sab mujhe bachi samajhte he…
Year – 1979
Akbar Khan, mere taya ka beta he, mere Abu ke bare bhai ka Beta… jis ke sath mera nikah mere paida hote hi kar diya gaya tha… wo us waqt hamare sath nhi tha… us raat hum Abu ke aik dost ki behn ki shadi me Kabul airport ke pas the… apne ghar se kaafi dur… Jab poora Kabul goonj utha Russians ki gola bari aur bambari se…
Har taraf cheekhe aur shor tha… khoon ki nadiya beh gayee… aik qamat thi jo toot pari Afghanistan pe… Us waqt shadi me shareek Abu, Ammi, Shahmeer Khan, Zarmeena (mere taya ki beti) aur mein the… Abu ne, jin ke taluqat ki waja se hamen foran aik Jahaz me tickets mil gayeen, aur hum Mumbai pohanch gaye… aur peeche Kabul me mere Taya Jan, Tayi Jan, aur Akbar Khan reh gaye the… Bad me jo information mili wo ye thee ke hamara aur Taya ka poora ghar tabah ho gaya tha bambari ki waja se aur Taya Jan aur Tayi Jan ki lashe bhi mil gayee thee maagr Akbar Khan ka kahee koi pata nhe tha…
Taya Jan aur Abu ka mushtarika karobar tha marble ka aur wo pehle bhi Mumbai Aate jate the… un ke yaha kafi dost the… aur wo marble export karte the Kaabul se Mumbai… is liye yaha Mumbai me hame koi pareshani nhi hui….
Pehle hum Abu ke aik dost ke ghar me rahe kuch saal phir Abu ne aik jaga kahreed kar us pe apna ghar banwaya…
Abu ne yaha bhi marble ka hi business start kiya aur phir kuch arse me mhnat karne ki waja se business acha chalne laga…
Ghar is tarah ka bana hua he ke is ki aik bari si deewar he char taraf aur beech me ghar he… yun samjhe ke ghar ke jo kamre he un se dur ghar ki char diwari he… aur beech me gallery si bani hui he ya rahdaari keh le…
Ghar me dakhil hote hi aik taraf bethak aur mehman khana he… us ke baad bara sa sehn aur phir baraamda, aur phir baraamde ke yaha se aik bara sa kamra jaha par hum ne TV bhi rakah hua he aur khana bhi yahee khate he… is kamre ke dono taraf 2-do kamre bane hue he… aik taraf ka kamra Ami Abu ka aur doosra kamra… Shahmeer Bhai ka… doosri taraf ke do kamro me se aik kamra khali aur doosra kamra mera aur Zarmeena ka…
Sab kamre attached bath he…
Sehan me aik common bathroom aur wash room bana hua he jis ke sath aik chota sa hissa laundry ke liye bhi he aur us ke sath aik store room bi he….
Issi tarah chat par do kamre aur aik baraamda bana hua he… magar waha sirf kuch saman rkha he… koi waha rehta bhi nhe… na aata jata he…
Baraamde ke andar se hi kitchen he…. Jis ka aik darwaza bare room ki taraf bhi khulta he…
Kaabul me Taya Jan ke ghar un ki pehli aulad, Akbar Khan paeda hua… us ke paeda hone ke aik saal bad mera Bhai, Shahmeer Khan paeda hua…
Us ke 6 mahine baad Taya Jan ke han doosri aulad, Zarmeena Paeda hui to Zarmeena ka nikah mere bhai Shahmeer se kar diya gaya…. Phir aik sal ke baad, main paeda hui to mera nikah Akbar Khan ke sath kar diya gaya…
Us rat Zarmeena hamare sath thi shadi me aur wo bhi hamare sath Mumbai aa gayee…
Akbar Khan ka kuch pata na chala magar hum sab intezaar kar rahe the ke wo aye ga… Abu ne kabhi bhi apne bhateeje ki talash nahi chori… wo zaroor har aane wale se us ki khaer khabar lete the…
Zarmeena, meri saheli thi… wo mujh se bari zaroor thi magar hum aik doosre ek sath sagi behno se barh kar pyar karte the… Zarmeena bhi kabhi kabhi apne bhai ko yad karti thi… wo us ko Lala bulati thi… wo aksar kehti thi ke Lala zinda he aik din zaroro aye ga…
Aur me apna kya kahu… mera to Akbar Khan shohar tha… mera nikaah ho chukka tha us ke sath to mera intezaar to sab se zayada kathin aur jan leva tha…
Zarmeena ka nikah mer bhai ke sath ho chukka tha magar aik hi ghar me rehne ki waja se wo dono apas me parda waghera nhe karte the… wo dono zaroorat parne par sab ke samne bat bhi kar lete the magar zayada sath akele nhi bethte ya hansi mazaq nhe karte the… aur khas tour par Abu ke samne…
Bhai graduation kar chukka tha aur ab Abu ke sath business me madad karta tha… mera aur Zarmeena ka bas ye akhri sal tha… graduation ke baad Zarmeena ki rukhsati tye thi… rukhsati kya thi bas aik kamre se nikal kar saji hui dulhan ke roop me Bhai ke kamre me jana tha…
Aur me ne reh jana tha ban ke “Saanjh ki Dulhan”… shayad hamesha ke liye…
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Mein ne bari si chadar leli thee… Maa ke sath jese hi bahar aayi… to dekha ke Sachin kahee ja raha tha… apni cycle par…
Maa ne Sachin ko rok liya au rboli “bête zara… Pashmee ko sath le ja cycle par aur tailor ki dukaan se kapre lekar phir ghar chor dena…”
Mujhe kuch samajh na aaya ke Ammi aesa kyun kar rahi hein… aaj tak mujhe unhon ne is tarah se kissi larke ke sath nahi bheja tha…
Mein to herat se Ammi ka chehra dekh rahi thi… magar Sachin to jesse khushi se uchhal pada… “khala aap fikar na Karen… mein in ko ghar chod dun ga wapis…”
Ammi ne jab shukriya kehte hue darwaza band kar diya to mujhe aesa laga jese Ammi ne mujhe Sachin ke hawale kar diya tha… ab ye Sachin ki marzi thi ke mere sath jo chahe kare…
Sachin… cycle ko aage karte hue… “chalen…”
Mein paidal chalne lagi to Sachin ne phir kaha… “Pashmee cycle par betho…”
Ab meri samajh me kuch na aaya to mein cycle par peeche banne career par bethne lagee… magar mujh se betha na gaya… mein kabhi cycle par bethi na thi…
Sachin ne kaha ke aage dande par betho… dande par bethne ka sun kar mein ne sar jhuka liya… kyun ke mujhe ye double meaning baat lagee…
Kahir phir se Sachin ne kaha ke dande par betho… to ab mein bhi aage ko ho kar cycle ke dande par beth gayi…
Sachin cycle chalane laga… aur sath sath us ka right side wala ghutna meri gaand ko poora touch ho raha tha… cycle chalate hue… Sachin cycle bohat slow chala raha tha…
Pehle to mujhe bura laga… magar baad me us ke ghutne ka mujhe yun apni gaand par chuna acha laga… jab us ki taang neeche se oopar hoti to us ka ghutna meri gaand ko poora sehlata hua phir neeche jata…
Sakht ghutna… mere naram chootar…
Achanak Sachin ne aik aur harkat kar di us ne ulti side wala bazoo mere bazoo se touch karna shuroo kar diya…
Ab mein ne sar jhuka liya neeche sharam se…
Sachin… “Pashmee ice cream khao gee…”
Mein ne kaha … “nahi…”
Jab me ne nahi kaha to ghaur kiya ke Sachin ne lamba rasta le liye tha… bahar road se aakar wo phir ab tailor wali gali me jaa raha tha…
Mein kuch na boli… ab bolne se faida bhi kya hona tha… jo us ne karna tha wo to kar chuka tha…
Khair hum tailor ki shop par pohanche to jab mein neeche utarne lagee dande par se to us ne mujhe sahara dene ke bahane mera aik seene ka ubhar poora sehla diya… us ne zayada zor se nahee dabaya tha… bas sehlaya tha pyar se…
Ye mujhe acha laga… pehli baar tha ke Sachin ki ye harkat mujhe buri na lagee…
Tailor ki shop ke do hisse hein… aik gents ka aur doosra ladies ka…
Tailro master ke pas us waqt gents me rush tha… wo waha par customers ko deal kar rahe the… mein aa gayee ladies section me… waha us waqt koi nahi tha… mein waha counter par pare fashion magazine dekhne lagee… mujhe ye pata nahi tha ke Sachin mere peeche peeche ladies section me aagaya he… pata us waqt chala jab meri gaand par kuch sakht laga… mud kar dekha to mere peeche sachin kahara tha… us ke jism ka nichla hissa merei gand ke peeche juda hua tha… magar us ka chehra bahar ki taraf kiya hua tha… mein samajh gayee ke ye us ka lund he…
Sharam to muhje bohat aarahi thee… magar ab me kya karti… chup khari rahi…
Kuch dair wo apne lund ko mere chootar par dabata raha… phir me ne apni chootar par aik side se us ka hath bhi mehsoos kiya… bare halke hath se wo meri gand ko sehla rha tha…
Meri tango ke beech me kuch hone laga tha…
Ab mujhe acha to lag raha tha magar …. Sath me ye dar bhi hone laga ke mujhe koi dekh na le….
Majboor ho kar mein ne awaaz di Tailro Master ko to us ne jawab diya bibi abhi rush he… 5 minute wait karo…
Ab aesa laga ke jese mein ne Sachin ka kam aasan kar diya… kyun ke Master to abhi 5-10 minute tak nhi aana tha…
Ab Sachin ka hosla bhi badh gaya tha… aur us ne meri gaand ke beech me hath poora daal kar ungli se kuredne laga….
Us ki ungli bhi bari mast lag rahi thee…
Aur sath sath wo hath se bare pyar se daba rha tha…
Phir us ne aik aur harkat ki… meri chadar ke neeche se hath dalte hue mere seene ke ubhaaro par hath rakh ke dabane laga… wo zayada zor nahi laga raha tha… kameena bara hoshiyar tha…
Mere maza to aur badh gaya …
Ab mujhe saaf pata chal raha tha ke meri chut geeli ho rahi he…
Meri sharam ke maare jaan nikal rahi thee…
Us ne jab zara zor se dabaya ubhaar… to meri siski nikal gayee… aur mujhe khud par ghussa bhi aane laga ke mein aese aik raand ki tarah se kyun bartav kar rahi hun….
Magar yakeen kijiye mera apne jism par ikhtiyar hi nahi tha…
Aur mein ne bhi socha ke kon si bari baat he… bas hath hi to laga rha he… kon sa mere jism ka koi hissa ghis jye gaa…
Lekin bas mujhe ussi waqt khayal aagaya… ke mein to mankuha hun Akbar Khan ki… mein amanat hun Akbar Khan ki… aur mein ne us ka hath jhatakte hue bahar aagayee shop se aur Master se kaha ke agar us ke pas time nahi mein baad me aajaun gi… Sachin bhi kuch pareshan ho gaya tha… shayad dar gaya ho…
Ab master sahib aa gaye the… aur kapre jo sil gaye the wo de diye aur mein un ko rupya dete hue khud se paidal chal kar ghar ki taraf jaane lagee….
Sachin mere peeche cycle ko paidal hi lekar aaraha tha… ab shayad us ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi ke mujhe kuch kehta…
Aaj kuch aur ajeeb hua… ye ke jese jese mein ghar ki taraf chalti jati thee… meri tango ke beech me geele hone ka ahsaas badh raha tha…
Bari mushkil se ghar ko pohnchi… aur darwaza khatkhata diya…
Sachin apne ghar ki taraf chala gaya…
Ammi ne darwaza khola to un ke chehre par muskurahat mujhe badi ajeeb lagi… magar us waqt meri halat bhi kuch theek nahi thi… kapre mein ne Ammi ko diye aur khud jhat se apne kamre me aakar bathroom me ghus gayi…
Jaldi se lock karke… apne sare kapre nikal diye… aur bohat ghaur se chut se nikalte paani ko dekhne lagee… laslasa sa pani tha… ungli chut pe lagayi to kuch rahat mehsoos hui… achaa laga to chut ko sehlane lagi… aur phir mein bhi seekhne lagee ke chut par kahan kahan hath ya ungli pheri jye to zayada maza aata he…
Jab chut sehla rahi thi to mera khayal chala gaya Sachin ki oar… us ke hatho ka lams aane laga apne seene ke ubharon par…
Aur mujhe afsos bhi hone laga us par… bechara bas hath hi to laga raha tha… us waqt mein ye bhool chuki thee ke mein Akbar Khan ki bivi hu aur us ka intezaar kar rahi hu… mere zehn me kissi bhi Akbar Khan ka dur dur tak koi khayal na tha…
Dhayan tha to bas chut par aur us me se nikalte ras par aur Sachin ke hatho ke lams par…
Ab mein ne apne aik hath se chut ko sehlne ke sath ussi tarah se apne seene ko malne lagi jesse Sachin masal rah atha…
Magar Sachin ke hath ki kiya hi bat thi…
Wo maza mere apne hath me kaha tha…
Khair hath kissi ka bhi ho… aakhir chut ne apni zidd chodte hue ras ki nadiya baha deen… bada maza aaya…
Mein nahane lagee… soch rhai thee ke ab Sachin mile ga to us se ab ache se baat karun gi… ho sakta he wo phir se mujhe chue aur mujhe mazaa de…
Naha kar bahar nikal kar kitchen me gayi… to Ammi wahan thee… Ammi ne muskura kar mujh dekha aur kaha… “Acha kiya beta naha liye…”
Ammi ki baat mujhe samajh na aayi… magar mein chup rahi aur chai banane lagi…
Kuch din aese hi guazar gaye…
Sachin nazar na ayaa mujhe… mein ye bhi soch rahi thi ke us ke ghar khud chakar laga lun… magar jaun kese… kaya bahana banau ye samjh nahi aaraha tha… mera khayal us ki behn ki taraf gaya magar mein ne socha ke aik to umar me mujh se badi he aur pehle to kabhi mein us ke pas gayi nahee… ab kya karun… bohat confuse thee mein… bethi baraamde me yahi soch rahi thee ke… Zarmee aayi mere pas… “o Pashmee kin khayalo me gumm ho… bahar dahi bhale wala aaya he…”
Us ke batane par suna to bahar dahi bhale wala awaz laga raha tha… bas phir kya tha… hum ne Ammi se farmyish kar daali aur aur rupya lekar dono bhagi darwaze par… Ammi… “abhi school se aakar hi to lunch kiya he… zayada na khana dahi bhale… pait kahrab ho jye ga…”
Magar hum kahan sunne walee thee… hum ne aik plate le kar khali… us ke baad hum ne aik aur plate bhi li… Ammi ne mujhe andar bula liya aik kam se… mein jab wapis aayi to Zarmee doosri plate bhi kah chuki thee… mein ne bura munh banaya to Zarmee ne apne kaan pakar kar sorry kaha to meri hansi nikal gayi…
Shaam tak Zarmee… Pait me dard ka kehne lagi… aur us ka pait kaharab ho gaya… do plate dahi bale ki apna rang dikha rahee thee… Zarmee to dahi bhale per khub saree lal mirch aur masala daal kar kahti thi…
Raat hote hote wo das baar ja chuki thee bathroom me… wo kamre ke bathroom me jaa rahi thee isliye kissi ko pata na chala… mujhe bhi us ne bataya ke kissi se zikar nahi karna…
Mein chup ho gayee…
Hum ne socha ke agle din chutti he chalo kuch aram kar lengi to theek hojye gi… son eke waqt wo mere hi bistar par aagayi… us ke pait me dard tha… mujhe kaha ke tail ki maalish kar dun…
Mere tail malish karte karte wo so gayi… kamzor ho gayi thee aik hi din me…
Khair mein hath waghera dho kar aayi bathroom se to mein ne na uthaya usse aur khud us ke bistar par lait gayee…
Raat ko sote wat bra pehle hi utar chuki thee jese hum rozana utaar kar sote he… bas khule gale wali kameez aur elastic wali shalwar…
Kamre me night bulb on kerke mein sone lagee to mujhe khayal aaya ke bhai na aajaye… kal chutti jo thee… magar mein ne socha ke Zarmee bahi ko bata chuki hogi ke us ki tabiyat theek nahi to wo nahi aayen ge aaj rat…
Magar mera khayal ghalat tha… thori dair ke baad… kamre ka darwaza khula aur bhai ne andar aate hi night bulb off kardiya….