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Meri (Pashmee) ki halat bohat kharab thee… ye jo kuch mein ne itne kareeb se dekha aur mehsus kiya wo mujhe bohat bechain kar raha tha… us par bhi sitam ye tha ke mera hone wala shohar “Akbar Khan” ka kuch atta patta na tha… mein samjh rahi thi ke jis tarah se Bhai ne apni mankooha se piyar kiya he agar Akbar Khan hota to wo bhi mere sath aese hi payar karta…
Ab mera jism mere kaboo me na tha… har waqt aik pyas kissi aas ke bagher…
Pyas thee jism ki ke barhthee ja rahee thee… aur Akbar Khan ke aane ki aas thi ke dam tortee jaa rahi thee…
Agle roz mein bohat chup thee… Zarmee ne Ammi Jaan ke samne poocha…. “Pashmee teri tabiyat to theek he…??”
Mein chup rahi aur apna sar neeche jhuka liya…
Is bar jab Ammi Jaan ne pyar se mere sar par hath pherte hue pucha to mein apne aap par kaboo khote hue rone lagi… aansoo tham nhi rahe the… Zarmee ne mujhe gale se laga liya magar mein chup na hui… phir Ammi ne bhi kaaafi dair tak mujhe apne seene se lagaye rakha… Zarmee uthi paani lene keliye… to mein ne apni Ammi ki taraf sar uthaa kar dekha aur kaha… “Ammi… Akbar Khan kabhi nahi aaye ga…??”
Maa apni beti ki kook sun kar dehal gayee… Maa ne mehsus kar liya ke gham ki shidat kitni gehri he…
Ammi jaan thi to jahan deeda aurat wo samjh gayee ke ab beti jawan he poori aur us ko saathi chahiye… magar wo ye bhi janti thee ke beti ke paon me zanjeer he nikaah ki aur Akbar Khan ka koi pata nhi… aur riwayaton ke anusaar beti ko poori umar yunhi beth kar intezaar karna tha apne shohar ka…
Aik aurat janti he ke jawan larki ke badan me kesi aag hoti he aur us ko mard ka badan hi rahat de sakta he… wo bohat kuch sochti aur phir khud apni soch ki nafi karti rahi… us ke andar bhi bhonchaal tha… apni jawan beti ka dukh us se dekha nahi ja raha tha… phir us ne aik faisla le hi liya…
Dopehr ko Ammi Jan baraamde me aik padosan ke pas bethi thee… Zarmee chaye banane gayee kitchen me…. Padosan aur apni saas ke liye to Bhai bare kamre me se kitchen me chale gaye… kitchen me aik darwaza baraamde se aur doosra darwaza bare wale kamre me se jata tha… Mein bhi baraamde me thee waha se sehn me chalee gayee aur waha se khirki ki oat se kitchen me dekha…
Zarmee gas stove ke samne khari chaye bana rahi thee… aur bahi us ke peeche se us ko pakre hue us seene ko daba rahe the aur neeche bhi dono ka jism aik doosre ke sath poori tarah se chipka hua tha…
Zarmee ke chehre par maze ki lehar he… sharam bhi he aur khushi bhi… wo manaa kar rahi he magar bemann ke sath… honto pe muskurahat ke ja nahi rahi… phir kuch dair ke baad Zarmee ne khud se apna hath peeche le ja kar Bhai ki tango me shayad us ke lund ko pakra aur hath se sehlati rahi kuch dair aur phir peeche se apni qammez hata di… ab us ki qameez bhi oopar thee aur us ke peeche lage khare bhai ki kameez bhi oopar thee… phir bhai ne apna aik hath us ki chut par rakh ke zor zor se masalne laga… Zarmee ki aankhe maze se band ho gayee thee…
Chaye saucepan me ubal rahee thee aur idhar Zarmee aur meri jawanio me bhi ubaal aaya hua tha…
Saucepan ke neeche aag thi aur in jawan jismo ke andar aag thi…
Ammi ne awaaz lagayi… Zarmee chaye ka kya hua to sab ko hosh aaya…
Bhai kitchen me se bare kamre me chala gaya aur Zarmee ne apne kapre theek karke chaye cups me daal li… Mein bhi waha se hat kar sehn me laundri wale hisse ki taraf chali gayee…
Pashmee ko pata na chala ke pados wale Joshi ka 19 saal ka lounda “Sachin” apni chat se patang urate hue Pashmee ke bagher dupate wale seene par nazre jamaye hue tha… us ka dhayan tha Pashmee ke oopar neeche hote seene par aur udhar us ki patang bokata ho kar oopar neeche doltee kahan ki kahan nikal gayee…
Sachin ko hosh us waqt aaya jab Pashmee phir se wapis andar chalee gayee… aaj pehli baar us ne Pashmee ko bagher dupatte ke dekha tha… wo khud to sanwle rang ka tha par Pashmee ke gulabi rang pe fidaa tha… aaj us ke seene ke ubahr dekh kar us ki chaati aur dhoti dono me wabaal aagaya tha…
Sachin ne aaj soch liya ke wo ab kuch kare ga… koi na koi aatank to machana hi pare ga… warna baat nahi bane gi…
Patang to bokata ho chuki thee aur chori andar ja chuki thee to chat par rehne ka fayeda nahi tha… wo bare ache same se neeche aaya… us ki Maa ne us ko dekhte hi kaha ke Nisha (Sachin ki behn… wo teacher thi school me… aik saal bari thee… Sachin se…) to aayi nahi ab tak… jaa zara zarde ek chawal to de aa pados me…
Sachin ke to dil ki muraad poori ho gayee… wo foran se thaal le kar chala gaya Pashmee ke gahr par… darwaze ki kundi kharkhara di…
Aaj us ki kismet to zoron par thee…
Darwaza mein ne hi khola… dupatta se seena aur sar dono dhake the…
Magar Sachin to meri aankho me kho gaya… neeli aankhe… gulabi hont… bhare bhare gaal… lala surk jese kaabul ke saib…
Mere liye bhi ye pehli baar tha ke kissi larke ka aese dekhna acha lag raha tha… shayad mein bhi ab jeena chahtee thee… bas itni chahat zaroor thee ke koi mere jism ko daboch le aur zor zor se dabaye… mere seene ko… meri chut ko sehlaye…
Yahi bas choti si khawahishen thee mere dahekte badan ki…
Sachin bhi jawan tha… aur aaj us ne bhi ye dekh liya tha ke mere mann me kuch dhuvida he…
Aur aaj mein Sachin ko dekh kar apni nzare chura kar andar nahi chali gayi thee…
Maa ne jab dekha ke kuch dair ho gayi to awaz lagayi … ke kon he beta darwaze par… aur khud bhi chal kar aagayee… us ne dekh liya ke Sachin ki aankho me us ki beti ke liye pasandeedgi he… us ne Sachin ko andar bula liya… aur mujhe kaha ke zarda apne bartan me nikal kar… thaal saaf karke dede Sachin ko…
Ammi jan khud kamre me chalee gayee…
Sachin ne moka dekhte hue… kitchen me chala aaya… Mein thaal me se chawal nikal chuki thee aur ab thaal ko dho rahi thee…
Sachin khamoshi se peeche aaya mere peeche chootro pe hath phera aur kaha ke dhul gaya he thaal…
Mujhe chootro par Sachin ka hath lagne se saans ruk gayee… kuch dair ke liye… mein aik dam peeche muri to Sachin bilkul pas khara tha… jis karan dono ke seene apas me mil gaye… mujhe sharam to aayi… magar hat na saki nahi waha se… Sachin ne moke ko dekhte hue mere seene par apna seena daba diya…
Mujhe acha to bohat laga… magar phir jese nujhe Akbar Khan ka kahayal dimagh me kond gaya bijli ki tarah… aur mein Sachin ko Dhaka dete hue kitchen se bahar nikal aiyee…
Peeche girte hue Sachin ne slab ko pakar liya warna wo neeche zameen par ja girta… us ne thaal uthaya aur kuch n abolte hue apne gahr chala gaya…
Mein dohre azaab me thee… aik taraf us ko Sachin ke sakht seene ka lams acha laga to doosre taraf aesa laga jese ke mein Akbar Khan ki amanat me kahyanat karne ja rahi thee… bohat sharminda thee…
Mein apne kamre me aese jaa bethi jese mein ne koi bhoot pret dekh liya ho… sham ko bahar nikli bhi to chup chup thee…
Maa bhanp gayee thee ke… Sachin ka aana jura hua he meri chup se…
Tailor ki dukaan do galee chor kar thee aur mein aur Zarmee hamesha Maa ke sath hi jati thee… us din kapre lene the tailor se to Zarmee ghar par kuch kaam kar rahi thee to Maa ne mujhe apne sath chalne ka kaha…
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 samjh na aaya ke Ammi aesa kyun kar rahi hein… aaj tak mujhe unho ne is tarah se kissi larke ke sath nahi bheja tha…