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Incest Saanjh ki Dulhan
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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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