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"Kitna dete ho?" Raghu dabba uthate hue puchha. Saamne wali dukaan mein, chawal ke bojhe se chipka ek buddha tha. Uske haath mein ek purani kitab thi.

Raghu ne paise ginte hue dekha. "Sirf chaar kilo?" Budhhe ne aankhen charhai. "Beta, itne se kya hoga?" Raghu ne kuch nahi bola. Uski shirt ke collar se ek nila nishaan dikh raha tha. Kal raat ki pitai yaad aa gayi. Amit aur Gagan ne canteen mein phir pakad liya tha. "Tere jaise kamzor ko roz khana chahiye," buddhe ne kaha. "Lao, main do kilo aur deta hoon." Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Nahi chahiye." Wo jaldi se nikla.

Gali ke mod par, ek nayi Indica car khadi thi. Usme se ek ladki utri. Lambi choti, sporty figure. Usne sunglasses utare. "Bhaiya, 14 number kahan hai?" Raghu ne haath se ishara kiya. "Woh peela wala makaan." Ladki ne use ghaur se dekha. "Tum theek ho? Chehra toh bohot zakhmi lag raha hai." Raghu ne apna collar sambhala. "Kuch nahi. Cycling se gir gaya." Wo jaldi se andar nikal gaya.

Ghar ke andar, maa chulhe par roti sek rahi thi. "Pados mein nayi ladki aayi hai," Raghu ne kaha. Maa ne pyaaz katna chalu kiya. "Haan, Pooja. Delhi se shift hui hai. Shaam ko aayegi milne." Raghu ne apne kandhe par haath phera. Kal ki pitai se dard ho raha tha. "College kaise gaya?" Maa ne puchha. Raghu ne jhooth bola. "Theek tha."

Shaam ko darwaza khata hua. Pooja khadi thi, ek tiffin carrier haath mein. "Aunty ne diya," usne muskarate hue kaha. Uski nazar Raghu ke haath par padi. "Tumhare knuckles tootey hue hain." Raghu ne haath piche kheench liya. "Cricket mein chot lag gayi." Pooja ne sir hila kar kaha: "Meri do saal ki martial arts training hai. Main pehchanti hoon jab koi jhooth bolta hai."

Maa ne chai ke liye pucha. Pooja baithte hue boli: "Raghu, tumhari body language victim ki hai. Kabhi dekha hai? Tumhare kadam itne halke hain jaise koi tumhe sun na le. Aur tumhari aankhein hamesha niche dekhti hain." Raghu ka gala sookh gaya. "Koi... koi problem nahi hai."

Agle din college ke baad, Raghu seedha ghar bhag raha tha. Par Amit aur Gagan gate par khade the. "Oye Chirkut!" Rocky ne use pakda. "Teri pocket money ka kya hua?" Raghu ne jeb khali kar dikhayi. "Sirf itna?" Amit ne use dhakka diya. "Kal paisa le kar aana warna..." Usne apna haath Raghu ke pet par mara. Raghu saans rok kar wahan se nikal gaya.

Ghar pahunchte hi Pooja ko terrace par dand karte dekha. "Kal se sham ko mere saath aao," usne niche se awaaz di. "Tumhe apni ladaai khud ladni sikhni padegi." Raghu ne terrace ki taraf dekha. Pooja ki mushtanda aankhon mein kuch tha - ek aisi chingari jo use dar bhi rahi thi, aur kheench bhi rahi thi.

Agle din sham ko, Raghu darte-darte Pooja ke ghar pahuncha. Kamre mein ek purana boxing bag latka tha. "Pehli cheez," Pooja ne kaha, apni ungliyan bandhte hue, "tumhari saans rokna band karo. Jab tum saans rokoge, dar tumpe haavi ho jayega." Usne Raghu ko ek seedhi khadi karne ko kaha. "Ab kaho - 'Main nahi darta'." Raghu ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi. "Thik se!" Pooja ki awaaz kaat kar aayi. "Aur aankhein meri aankhon mein dekho!"

Raghu ne gehri saans li. "Main... nahi darta!" Is baar uski awaaz thodi majboot thi. Pooja muskura di. "Shabash. Ab tumhari pehli lesson - kisi bhi attack ka sabse pehla defence tumhara posture hai." Usne Raghu ke kandhe thapthapaye. "Kabhi bhi apne aap ko chota mat dikhao. Seedhe khade raho. Chest bahar nikalo." Raghu ne apni kamar ko sidha kiya. Uske andar ek ajib si garaj mehsoos hui.

"Ab dekho," Pooja ne kaha, ek dum se Raghu ki taraf lath ghuma kar badhi. Raghu apne aap ko jhukate hue peeche hat gaya. "Acha!" Pooja ne hans kar kaha. "Tumhara body ne khud hi react kar diya. Jab koi tumpe attack kare, tumhara pehla kaam hai - space banana. Door hatna." Usne Raghu ko ek simple sidha punch sikhaya - haath ko ghoomana nahi, seedhe aage karna, jaise kisi cheez ko dhakka dena ho.

"Par main... main maarne se darta hoon," Raghu ne kaha, apne haath dekhte hue. Pooja ne uski aankhon mein dekha. "Tumhe maarne ki zarurat nahi hai. Tumhe sirf unhe rokna hai. Ek majboot punch tumhe woh mauka dega - bhagne ka." Usne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Kal se roz aana. Pehle tumhari body ko strong karenge. Fir tumhari soch ko."

Agle din subah, Raghu ko Pooja terrace par mili. Uske paas ek rope aur do matke the. "Yeh kya hai?" Raghu ne puchha. Pooja ne rope ko ek matke se bandha. "Tumhari kalaiyon ko majboot karna hai. Har din ek ghanta - matka uthana, rope ko kheenchna." Pehla matka uthate hi Raghu ki kalaiyan dard karne lagi. "Roko mat!" Pooja ki awaaz tez thi. "Jab tak haath na kaanpe, roko mat!"

Ek hafte baad, Raghu ka haath matke ko sahaj se utha raha tha. Uske muscles mein ek nayi shakti mehsoos ho rahi thi. Sham ko, Pooja ne ek nayi cheez sikhayi. Usne Raghu ko apni taang ke beech ek pillow bandhne ko kaha. "Jab koi tumhe pet mein marta hai," usne samjhayaa, "toh tumhara pait tight hona chahiye. Saans choti lo aur muscles ko kheecho - jaise koi tumhe punch karne waala ho." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehli baar jab Pooja ne uske pet par haath mara, Raghu ko chot lagi. Dusri baar, usne apne muscles tight kiye - dard aadha ho gaya.

Do hafte guzre. Ek shaam, Pooja ne boxing bag ke saamne khada kar diya. "Aaj tumhe sach mein punch marna hai," usne kaha. Raghu ke haath kaanp rahe the. "Par..." "Chup!" Pooja ki awaaz mein ek ajeeb sakhti thi. "Jab main boli 'now', tab tum is bag ko apni saari nafrat se maro. Socho ki woh Amit hai. Socho ki woh Rocky hai." Raghu ne gehri saans li. "NOW!" Pooja ne chilla kar kaha. Raghu ne apna haath aage kiya - dheema, darte hue. "Dhang se!" Pooja ne uske peeth par thapad mara. Raghu ne apni aankhein band kar li. Usne socha Amit ka chehra. Usne socha Gagan ki hansi. Usne apni saari taaqat ikattha ki - aur ek jhapatte mein punch maara. Boxing bag hil gaya. Raghu ke haath se khoon nikal aaya. Par uske chehre par pehli baar ek muskurahat thi. Pooja ne hans kar kaha: "Ab tum taiyaar ho."

Agle din college mein, Amit aur Rocky gate par khade the. "Oye Chirkut!" Rocky ne Raghu ko rok liya. "Paisa?" Raghu ne apni jeb khali kar dikhai. "Sirf itna?" Amit ne use dhakka diya. Raghu peeche hat gaya - seedha khada raha. Usne apni saans ko control kiya jaise Pooja ne sikhaya tha. "Kal laaonga," Raghu ne kaha. Amit ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Aaj nahi?" Usne Raghu ke pet par punch marne ke liye haath uthaya. Raghu apne aap ko halka sa ghuma - Amit ka punch khali gaya. Amit hairan reh gaya. Raghu ne fauran apna haath aage kiya - ek seedha, majboot punch Amit ke pet par. Amit haanp kar peeche hat gaya. "T-Tu..." Rocky ne Raghu ko pakadne ki koshish ki. Raghu ne apni kalaiyon ko tight kiya - Rocky ka haath khisak gaya. Raghu bina peeche dekhe andar chala gaya. Uske peeche, Amit aur Rocky ek dusre ko bewakoof ki tarah dekh rahe the.

Shaam ko, Pooja terrace par baithi thi. Raghu ne sab kuch bataya. "Aaj maine unhe rok diya," usne kaha, aankhon mein ek nayi chamak ke saath. Pooja muskurai. "Par ab tumhari asli training shuru hogi. Kal se tumhe sikhana hai ki jab koi tumhare peeche se aaye toh kya karna hai." Usne ek chhuri nikali - plastic ki. "Zindagi mein kabhi na kabhi, koi tumhare peeche se attack karega." Raghu ki saans tez ho gayi. Pooja ne uske kandhe par haath rakha. "Dar mat. Main hoon na?"

Agle din, Pooja ne Raghu ko ek nayi stithi mein khada karwaya. "Jab koi tumhare peeche se pakde," usne samjhayaa, "tumhara pehla kaam hai - apna sar bachana." Usne Raghu ke kandhe pakde. "Ab apni gardan neeche karo. Taaki koi tumhe gala na dabaa sake." Raghu ne apna sar jhukaya. Pooja ki ungliyan uski gardan ke paas se khisak gayi. "Shabash. Ab apna haath peeche karo. Uski tangon ko pakdo. Aur jor se dabao." Raghu ne haath peeche kiya. Pooja ne chilla kar kaha: "Nahin! Seedha niche jaana hai. Uski thighs ke beech mein." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehli baar galat jagah pakad liya. Dusri baar, usne Pooja ki taang ke beech mein haath daala - aur jor se dabaya. Pooja ki saans atak gayi. "Bilkul sahi!"

Ek hafte tak, roz naye dav pech hue. Pooja ne sikhaya ki kaise kisi ke punch ko block kiya jaaye. "Haath ko aise uthao," usne kaha, apni baahein Raghu ke haathon se touch karte hue. "Tumhara haath tumhare chehre aur pet ke beech ka shield ban jaaye." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehle din, Pooja ka punch uske haath se nikal gaya. Dusre din, Raghu ne sahi se block kiya. Uske haathon par nishaan pad gaye. Par dard kam tha.

Do mahine guzre. Raghu ki body badal gayi thi. Uske muscles ubhar aaye the. Kalaiyan patthar jaisi ho gayi thi. Ek shaam, Pooja ne usko ek naya challenge diya. "Aaj tum mujhe harao," usne kaha, apni taangon par haath phera. Raghu hairan reh gaya. "Par main..." "Chup!" Pooja muskurai. "Tumhari training pooori ho gayi hai. Ab dikhao ki tumne kya seekha." Pehle punch Raghu ka tha. Pooja ne aasani se block kar liya. Dusra punch Pooja ne maara. Raghu ne seedha block kiya - aur ek dum se apni taang aage badhayi. Pooja ko peeche hatna pada. "Wah!" usne hans kar kaha. "Ab tum sach mein taiyaar ho."

Agle din Raghu attack ke liye ready tha. College ke gate par, Amit aur Rocky phir khade the. Par aaj Raghu ki chal badal gayi thi. Kadam majboot the. Aankhein seedhi dekhti thi. Amit ne use rok liya. "Oye Chirkut! Paisa?" Raghu ne apni jeb khali kar dikhayi. "Nahi hai." Amit ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Teri himmat kaise hui?" Usne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. Raghu ne apni kalaiyon ko tight kiya. Usne apni saans ko control kiya. "Hath hatao," Raghu ne kaha. Awaaz mein ek nayi sakhti thi. Rocky ne use peeche se pakadne ki koshish ki. "Abey..." Raghu ne apna sar neeche kiya. Rocky ka haath khisak gaya. Raghu ne apna haath peeche kiya - seedha Rocky ki thighs ke beech mein. Aur jor se dabaya. Rocky chilla kar peeche hat gaya. "Arre!" Amit ne punch mara. Raghu ne apni baah uthayi. Block! Punch Raghu ke haathon se takraya. Dard hua, par Raghu hila bhi nahi. Amit hairan reh gaya. Raghu ne apna haath aage kiya. Ek seedha punch. Amit ki naak se khoon nikal aaya. "Ab koi paisa nahi milega," Raghu ne kaha. "Kabhi." Wo andar chala gaya. Amit aur Rocky ek dusre ko dekh rahe the - pehli baar unki aankhon mein dar tha.

Shaam ko, Raghu Pooja ke paas gaya. Usne sab kuch bataya. "Main... maine unhe hara diya," usne kaha. Aankhon mein ek nayi chamak thi. Pooja muskurai. "Par ab tumhari asli zindagi shuru hogi. Bully log kabhi nahi sudharte. Woh phir aayenge." Usne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Ab tumhe sikhna hai ki kaise ek se zyada logon se ladna hai." Raghu ki saans tez ho gayi. "Kaise?" Pooja ne apni aankhen chamkayi. "Kal subah aao. Tumhe movement aur positioning sikhani padegi." Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Par... kya main kar paunga?" Pooja ne hans kar kaha: "Tumne aaj jo kiya, usey dekh kar mujhe pata hai - tum kar loge." Uske chehre par ek garv tha. Raghu ke andar ek nayi shakti mehsoos hui.

Agle din college mein, ek nayi hawa thi. Log Raghu ko dekhte the. Kuch log muskura rahe the. Kuch log chupke se baat kar rahe the. Raghu seedha apni class ki taraf badha. Class ke andar, Neha uski desk par baithi thi. Woh Raghu ki classmate thi. Hamesha chup rehti thi. Aaj uski aankhon mein ek naya chamak tha. "Tumne kal Amit aur Rocky ko..." Neha ne puchha. Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Kuch nahi." Neha ne apna chehra nazdeek kiya. "Maine dekha tha. Gate ke paas khadi thi. Tum... tum bahut strong lag rahe the." Raghu ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Bas... thoda sa." Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Thoda nahi. Poori tarah se. Mujhe laga tum gir jaoge. Par tumne unhe dara diya." Usne apna haath halka sa Raghu ke haath par rakha. "Tumhare muscles... kaise bane?" Raghu ne apni kalaiyon ko tight kiya. "Roz mehnat ki."

Lunch break mein, Neha Raghu ke paas aayi. Uske haath mein do sandwich the. "Lao, maine banaye hain," usne kaha. Raghu ne shukriya kaha. Dono terrace par chale gaye. "Tumhari training kaise hoti hai?" Neha ne puchha. Raghu ne apni daily routine batayi - subah ki rope pulling, sham ki sparring. "Pooja didi bahut strict hain," usne kaha. Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Tumhari didi? Ya kuch aur?" Raghu ka chehra phir laal ho gaya. "Nahi... bas didi hi hain." Neha ne apna kandha uske kandhe se touch kiya. "Tumhare paas ab koi girlfriend hai?" Raghu ne ghabra kar haath hila diya. "Nahi... kabhi time hi nahi mila." Neha ne apni aankhen jhuka li. "Achha? Mujhe laga tumhare jaise strong ladke ke paas bahut si hoti hongi." Usne Raghu ki taraf dekha. Aankhon mein ek naya chamak tha. Raghu ne apni saans ko control kiya. "Tum... tum kabhi aana chahti ho? Dekhne ke liye?" Neha muskurai. "Haan. Zaroor."

Shaam ko training ke waqt, Raghu ka dimag Neha par tha. Pooja ne pehli hi punch maari. Raghu late react hua. "Kahan hai tumhara dimag?" Pooja ne pucha. Raghu ne jhooth bola. "Kuch nahi." Pooja ne hans kar kaha: "Ladkiyon ke baare mein soch rahe ho na?" Raghu ne haath joda. "Nahi didi!" Pooja ne uske baal kheench liye. "Accha? Toh phir concentrate karo! Jab tak main nahi kehti, tumhare dimag mein sirf ladai honi chahiye." Usne Raghu ko ek naya dav sikhaya - kaise do logon ko ek saath handle karna hai. "Movement is key," usne samjhayaa. "Kabhi bhi ek jagah mat khade raho. Hamesha chalo. Unhe confuse karo." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehle din, Pooja ne use aasani se pakad liya. Dusre din, Raghu thoda tez tha.

Agle din college mein, Neha Raghu ke paas aayi. "Tumhare haath par nishaan kya hai?" usne pucha. Raghu ne boxing bag ki baat batai. Neha ne usey haath pakad kar dekha. "Dard hota hai?" Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Ab nahi." Neha ne apni ungliyan uske nishaanon par pherai. "Tum bahut brave ho." Raghu ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne Neha ki aankhon mein dekha - ek naya chamak tha. "Tum... tum kab aogi? Training dekhne?" Neha muskurai. "Kal shaam? Main tiffin lekar aaungi." Usne apna haath halka sa Raghu ke haath par rakha. Raghu ne apni saans ko control kiya. "Theek hai," usne kaha. Awaaz thodi kaanp rahi thi.

Kal shaam, Neha Pooja ke ghar aayi. Raghu rope pulling kar raha tha. Uske muscles tight the. Paseene se tar badan chamak raha tha. Neha ne use dekha. Uske chehre par ek garv tha. "Kaise ho?" Raghu ne pucha. Neha ne sir hila kar kaha: "Tum... tum strong lag rahe ho." Pooja ne dekha. Uske hothon par muskurahat thi. "Chalo Raghu! Dikhao apni strength." Raghu ne ek aur matka uthaya. Kalaiyan patthar jaisi thi. Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Wah! Kya baat hai!" Raghu ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne matka neeche rakha. "Bas... roz ka hai."

Pooja ne sparring shuru kari. Raghu ne movement sikhayi - left, right, aage, peeche. Neha dekh rahi thi. Jab Pooja ne punch maara, Raghu ne seedha block kiya. Neha ne taali bajayi. "Shabash!" Raghu ne Neha ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek nayi jaan aa gayi thi. Pooja ne Raghu ko ek jhatke se pakad liya. "Yeh kya hai? Ladai mein ladkiyon ki taraf dekhte ho?" Raghu ne apna sar jhukaya. "Sorry didi." Neha muskura di. "Chalo, phir se karo," usne kaha. Raghu ne Pooja ki aankhon mein dekha. "Haan didi. Phir se." Usne apni fists tight ki. Neha ki nazar us par thi.
 
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"Kitna dete ho?" Raghu dabba uthate hue puchha. Saamne wali dukaan mein, chawal ke bojhe se chipka ek buddha tha. Uske haath mein ek purani kitab thi.

Raghu ne paise ginte hue dekha. "Sirf chaar kilo?" Budhhe ne aankhen charhai. "Beta, itne se kya hoga?" Raghu ne kuch nahi bola. Uski shirt ke collar se ek nila nishaan dikh raha tha. Kal raat ki pitai yaad aa gayi. Amit aur Gagan ne canteen mein phir pakad liya tha. "Tere jaise kamzor ko roz khana chahiye," buddhe ne kaha. "Lao, main do kilo aur deta hoon." Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Nahi chahiye." Wo jaldi se nikla.

Gali ke mod par, ek nayi Indica car khadi thi. Usme se ek ladki utri. Lambi choti, sporty figure. Usne sunglasses utare. "Bhaiya, 14 number kahan hai?" Raghu ne haath se ishara kiya. "Woh peela wala makaan." Ladki ne use ghaur se dekha. "Tum theek ho? Chehra toh bohot zakhmi lag raha hai." Raghu ne apna collar sambhala. "Kuch nahi. Cycling se gir gaya." Wo jaldi se andar nikal gaya.

Ghar ke andar, maa chulhe par roti sek rahi thi. "Pados mein nayi ladki aayi hai," Raghu ne kaha. Maa ne pyaaz katna chalu kiya. "Haan, Pooja. Delhi se shift hui hai. Shaam ko aayegi milne." Raghu ne apne kandhe par haath phera. Kal ki pitai se dard ho raha tha. "College kaise gaya?" Maa ne puchha. Raghu ne jhooth bola. "Theek tha."

Shaam ko darwaza khata hua. Pooja khadi thi, ek tiffin carrier haath mein. "Aunty ne diya," usne muskarate hue kaha. Uski nazar Raghu ke haath par padi. "Tumhare knuckles tootey hue hain." Raghu ne haath piche kheench liya. "Cricket mein chot lag gayi." Pooja ne sir hila kar kaha: "Meri do saal ki martial arts training hai. Main pehchanti hoon jab koi jhooth bolta hai."

Maa ne chai ke liye pucha. Pooja baithte hue boli: "Raghu, tumhari body language victim ki hai. Kabhi dekha hai? Tumhare kadam itne halke hain jaise koi tumhe sun na le. Aur tumhari aankhein hamesha niche dekhti hain." Raghu ka gala sookh gaya. "Koi... koi problem nahi hai."

Agle din college ke baad, Raghu seedha ghar bhag raha tha. Par Amit aur Gagan gate par khade the. "Oye Chirkut!" Rocky ne use pakda. "Teri pocket money ka kya hua?" Raghu ne jeb khali kar dikhayi. "Sirf itna?" Amit ne use dhakka diya. "Kal paisa le kar aana warna..." Usne apna haath Raghu ke pet par mara. Raghu saans rok kar wahan se nikal gaya.

Ghar pahunchte hi Pooja ko terrace par dand karte dekha. "Kal se sham ko mere saath aao," usne niche se awaaz di. "Tumhe apni ladaai khud ladni sikhni padegi." Raghu ne terrace ki taraf dekha. Pooja ki mushtanda aankhon mein kuch tha - ek aisi chingari jo use dar bhi rahi thi, aur kheench bhi rahi thi.

Agle din sham ko, Raghu darte-darte Pooja ke ghar pahuncha. Kamre mein ek purana boxing bag latka tha. "Pehli cheez," Pooja ne kaha, apni ungliyan bandhte hue, "tumhari saans rokna band karo. Jab tum saans rokoge, dar tumpe haavi ho jayega." Usne Raghu ko ek seedhi khadi karne ko kaha. "Ab kaho - 'Main nahi darta'." Raghu ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi. "Thik se!" Pooja ki awaaz kaat kar aayi. "Aur aankhein meri aankhon mein dekho!"

Raghu ne gehri saans li. "Main... nahi darta!" Is baar uski awaaz thodi majboot thi. Pooja muskura di. "Shabash. Ab tumhari pehli lesson - kisi bhi attack ka sabse pehla defence tumhara posture hai." Usne Raghu ke kandhe thapthapaye. "Kabhi bhi apne aap ko chota mat dikhao. Seedhe khade raho. Chest bahar nikalo." Raghu ne apni kamar ko sidha kiya. Uske andar ek ajib si garaj mehsoos hui.

"Ab dekho," Pooja ne kaha, ek dum se Raghu ki taraf lath ghuma kar badhi. Raghu apne aap ko jhukate hue peeche hat gaya. "Acha!" Pooja ne hans kar kaha. "Tumhara body ne khud hi react kar diya. Jab koi tumpe attack kare, tumhara pehla kaam hai - space banana. Door hatna." Usne Raghu ko ek simple sidha punch sikhaya - haath ko ghoomana nahi, seedhe aage karna, jaise kisi cheez ko dhakka dena ho.

"Par main... main maarne se darta hoon," Raghu ne kaha, apne haath dekhte hue. Pooja ne uski aankhon mein dekha. "Tumhe maarne ki zarurat nahi hai. Tumhe sirf unhe rokna hai. Ek majboot punch tumhe woh mauka dega - bhagne ka." Usne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Kal se roz aana. Pehle tumhari body ko strong karenge. Fir tumhari soch ko."

Agle din subah, Raghu ko Pooja terrace par mili. Uske paas ek rope aur do matke the. "Yeh kya hai?" Raghu ne puchha. Pooja ne rope ko ek matke se bandha. "Tumhari kalaiyon ko majboot karna hai. Har din ek ghanta - matka uthana, rope ko kheenchna." Pehla matka uthate hi Raghu ki kalaiyan dard karne lagi. "Roko mat!" Pooja ki awaaz tez thi. "Jab tak haath na kaanpe, roko mat!"

Ek hafte baad, Raghu ka haath matke ko sahaj se utha raha tha. Uske muscles mein ek nayi shakti mehsoos ho rahi thi. Sham ko, Pooja ne ek nayi cheez sikhayi. Usne Raghu ko apni taang ke beech ek pillow bandhne ko kaha. "Jab koi tumhe pet mein marta hai," usne samjhayaa, "toh tumhara pait tight hona chahiye. Saans choti lo aur muscles ko kheecho - jaise koi tumhe punch karne waala ho." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehli baar jab Pooja ne uske pet par haath mara, Raghu ko chot lagi. Dusri baar, usne apne muscles tight kiye - dard aadha ho gaya.

Do hafte guzre. Ek shaam, Pooja ne boxing bag ke saamne khada kar diya. "Aaj tumhe sach mein punch marna hai," usne kaha. Raghu ke haath kaanp rahe the. "Par..." "Chup!" Pooja ki awaaz mein ek ajeeb sakhti thi. "Jab main boli 'now', tab tum is bag ko apni saari nafrat se maro. Socho ki woh Amit hai. Socho ki woh Rocky hai." Raghu ne gehri saans li. "NOW!" Pooja ne chilla kar kaha. Raghu ne apna haath aage kiya - dheema, darte hue. "Dhang se!" Pooja ne uske peeth par thapad mara. Raghu ne apni aankhein band kar li. Usne socha Amit ka chehra. Usne socha Gagan ki hansi. Usne apni saari taaqat ikattha ki - aur ek jhapatte mein punch maara. Boxing bag hil gaya. Raghu ke haath se khoon nikal aaya. Par uske chehre par pehli baar ek muskurahat thi. Pooja ne hans kar kaha: "Ab tum taiyaar ho."

Agle din college mein, Amit aur Rocky gate par khade the. "Oye Chirkut!" Rocky ne Raghu ko rok liya. "Paisa?" Raghu ne apni jeb khali kar dikhai. "Sirf itna?" Amit ne use dhakka diya. Raghu peeche hat gaya - seedha khada raha. Usne apni saans ko control kiya jaise Pooja ne sikhaya tha. "Kal laaonga," Raghu ne kaha. Amit ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Aaj nahi?" Usne Raghu ke pet par punch marne ke liye haath uthaya. Raghu apne aap ko halka sa ghuma - Amit ka punch khali gaya. Amit hairan reh gaya. Raghu ne fauran apna haath aage kiya - ek seedha, majboot punch Amit ke pet par. Amit haanp kar peeche hat gaya. "T-Tu..." Rocky ne Raghu ko pakadne ki koshish ki. Raghu ne apni kalaiyon ko tight kiya - Rocky ka haath khisak gaya. Raghu bina peeche dekhe andar chala gaya. Uske peeche, Amit aur Rocky ek dusre ko bewakoof ki tarah dekh rahe the.

Shaam ko, Pooja terrace par baithi thi. Raghu ne sab kuch bataya. "Aaj maine unhe rok diya," usne kaha, aankhon mein ek nayi chamak ke saath. Pooja muskurai. "Par ab tumhari asli training shuru hogi. Kal se tumhe sikhana hai ki jab koi tumhare peeche se aaye toh kya karna hai." Usne ek chhuri nikali - plastic ki. "Zindagi mein kabhi na kabhi, koi tumhare peeche se attack karega." Raghu ki saans tez ho gayi. Pooja ne uske kandhe par haath rakha. "Dar mat. Main hoon na?"

Agle din, Pooja ne Raghu ko ek nayi stithi mein khada karwaya. "Jab koi tumhare peeche se pakde," usne samjhayaa, "tumhara pehla kaam hai - apna sar bachana." Usne Raghu ke kandhe pakde. "Ab apni gardan neeche karo. Taaki koi tumhe gala na dabaa sake." Raghu ne apna sar jhukaya. Pooja ki ungliyan uski gardan ke paas se khisak gayi. "Shabash. Ab apna haath peeche karo. Uski tangon ko pakdo. Aur jor se dabao." Raghu ne haath peeche kiya. Pooja ne chilla kar kaha: "Nahin! Seedha niche jaana hai. Uski thighs ke beech mein." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehli baar galat jagah pakad liya. Dusri baar, usne Pooja ki taang ke beech mein haath daala - aur jor se dabaya. Pooja ki saans atak gayi. "Bilkul sahi!"

Ek hafte tak, roz naye dav pech hue. Pooja ne sikhaya ki kaise kisi ke punch ko block kiya jaaye. "Haath ko aise uthao," usne kaha, apni baahein Raghu ke haathon se touch karte hue. "Tumhara haath tumhare chehre aur pet ke beech ka shield ban jaaye." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehle din, Pooja ka punch uske haath se nikal gaya. Dusre din, Raghu ne sahi se block kiya. Uske haathon par nishaan pad gaye. Par dard kam tha.

Do mahine guzre. Raghu ki body badal gayi thi. Uske muscles ubhar aaye the. Kalaiyan patthar jaisi ho gayi thi. Ek shaam, Pooja ne usko ek naya challenge diya. "Aaj tum mujhe harao," usne kaha, apni taangon par haath phera. Raghu hairan reh gaya. "Par main..." "Chup!" Pooja muskurai. "Tumhari training pooori ho gayi hai. Ab dikhao ki tumne kya seekha." Pehle punch Raghu ka tha. Pooja ne aasani se block kar liya. Dusra punch Pooja ne maara. Raghu ne seedha block kiya - aur ek dum se apni taang aage badhayi. Pooja ko peeche hatna pada. "Wah!" usne hans kar kaha. "Ab tum sach mein taiyaar ho."

Agle din Raghu attack ke liye ready tha. College ke gate par, Amit aur Rocky phir khade the. Par aaj Raghu ki chal badal gayi thi. Kadam majboot the. Aankhein seedhi dekhti thi. Amit ne use rok liya. "Oye Chirkut! Paisa?" Raghu ne apni jeb khali kar dikhayi. "Nahi hai." Amit ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Teri himmat kaise hui?" Usne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. Raghu ne apni kalaiyon ko tight kiya. Usne apni saans ko control kiya. "Hath hatao," Raghu ne kaha. Awaaz mein ek nayi sakhti thi. Rocky ne use peeche se pakadne ki koshish ki. "Abey..." Raghu ne apna sar neeche kiya. Rocky ka haath khisak gaya. Raghu ne apna haath peeche kiya - seedha Rocky ki thighs ke beech mein. Aur jor se dabaya. Rocky chilla kar peeche hat gaya. "Arre!" Amit ne punch mara. Raghu ne apni baah uthayi. Block! Punch Raghu ke haathon se takraya. Dard hua, par Raghu hila bhi nahi. Amit hairan reh gaya. Raghu ne apna haath aage kiya. Ek seedha punch. Amit ki naak se khoon nikal aaya. "Ab koi paisa nahi milega," Raghu ne kaha. "Kabhi." Wo andar chala gaya. Amit aur Rocky ek dusre ko dekh rahe the - pehli baar unki aankhon mein dar tha.

Shaam ko, Raghu Pooja ke paas gaya. Usne sab kuch bataya. "Main... maine unhe hara diya," usne kaha. Aankhon mein ek nayi chamak thi. Pooja muskurai. "Par ab tumhari asli zindagi shuru hogi. Bully log kabhi nahi sudharte. Woh phir aayenge." Usne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Ab tumhe sikhna hai ki kaise ek se zyada logon se ladna hai." Raghu ki saans tez ho gayi. "Kaise?" Pooja ne apni aankhen chamkayi. "Kal subah aao. Tumhe movement aur positioning sikhani padegi." Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Par... kya main kar paunga?" Pooja ne hans kar kaha: "Tumne aaj jo kiya, usey dekh kar mujhe pata hai - tum kar loge." Uske chehre par ek garv tha. Raghu ke andar ek nayi shakti mehsoos hui.

Agle din college mein, ek nayi hawa thi. Log Raghu ko dekhte the. Kuch log muskura rahe the. Kuch log chupke se baat kar rahe the. Raghu seedha apni class ki taraf badha. Class ke andar, Neha uski desk par baithi thi. Woh Raghu ki classmate thi. Hamesha chup rehti thi. Aaj uski aankhon mein ek naya chamak tha. "Tumne kal Amit aur Rocky ko..." Neha ne puchha. Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Kuch nahi." Neha ne apna chehra nazdeek kiya. "Maine dekha tha. Gate ke paas khadi thi. Tum... tum bahut strong lag rahe the." Raghu ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Bas... thoda sa." Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Thoda nahi. Poori tarah se. Mujhe laga tum gir jaoge. Par tumne unhe dara diya." Usne apna haath halka sa Raghu ke haath par rakha. "Tumhare muscles... kaise bane?" Raghu ne apni kalaiyon ko tight kiya. "Roz mehnat ki."

Lunch break mein, Neha Raghu ke paas aayi. Uske haath mein do sandwich the. "Lao, maine banaye hain," usne kaha. Raghu ne shukriya kaha. Dono terrace par chale gaye. "Tumhari training kaise hoti hai?" Neha ne puchha. Raghu ne apni daily routine batayi - subah ki rope pulling, sham ki sparring. "Pooja didi bahut strict hain," usne kaha. Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Tumhari didi? Ya kuch aur?" Raghu ka chehra phir laal ho gaya. "Nahi... bas didi hi hain." Neha ne apna kandha uske kandhe se touch kiya. "Tumhare paas ab koi girlfriend hai?" Raghu ne ghabra kar haath hila diya. "Nahi... kabhi time hi nahi mila." Neha ne apni aankhen jhuka li. "Achha? Mujhe laga tumhare jaise strong ladke ke paas bahut si hoti hongi." Usne Raghu ki taraf dekha. Aankhon mein ek naya chamak tha. Raghu ne apni saans ko control kiya. "Tum... tum kabhi aana chahti ho? Dekhne ke liye?" Neha muskurai. "Haan. Zaroor."

Shaam ko training ke waqt, Raghu ka dimag Neha par tha. Pooja ne pehli hi punch maari. Raghu late react hua. "Kahan hai tumhara dimag?" Pooja ne pucha. Raghu ne jhooth bola. "Kuch nahi." Pooja ne hans kar kaha: "Ladkiyon ke baare mein soch rahe ho na?" Raghu ne haath joda. "Nahi didi!" Pooja ne uske baal kheench liye. "Accha? Toh phir concentrate karo! Jab tak main nahi kehti, tumhare dimag mein sirf ladai honi chahiye." Usne Raghu ko ek naya dav sikhaya - kaise do logon ko ek saath handle karna hai. "Movement is key," usne samjhayaa. "Kabhi bhi ek jagah mat khade raho. Hamesha chalo. Unhe confuse karo." Raghu ne koshish ki. Pehle din, Pooja ne use aasani se pakad liya. Dusre din, Raghu thoda tez tha.

Agle din college mein, Neha Raghu ke paas aayi. "Tumhare haath par nishaan kya hai?" usne pucha. Raghu ne boxing bag ki baat batai. Neha ne usey haath pakad kar dekha. "Dard hota hai?" Raghu ne sir hila diya. "Ab nahi." Neha ne apni ungliyan uske nishaanon par pherai. "Tum bahut brave ho." Raghu ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne Neha ki aankhon mein dekha - ek naya chamak tha. "Tum... tum kab aogi? Training dekhne?" Neha muskurai. "Kal shaam? Main tiffin lekar aaungi." Usne apna haath halka sa Raghu ke haath par rakha. Raghu ne apni saans ko control kiya. "Theek hai," usne kaha. Awaaz thodi kaanp rahi thi.

Kal shaam, Neha Pooja ke ghar aayi. Raghu rope pulling kar raha tha. Uske muscles tight the. Paseene se tar badan chamak raha tha. Neha ne use dekha. Uske chehre par ek garv tha. "Kaise ho?" Raghu ne pucha. Neha ne sir hila kar kaha: "Tum... tum strong lag rahe ho." Pooja ne dekha. Uske hothon par muskurahat thi. "Chalo Raghu! Dikhao apni strength." Raghu ne ek aur matka uthaya. Kalaiyan patthar jaisi thi. Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Wah! Kya baat hai!" Raghu ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne matka neeche rakha. "Bas... roz ka hai."

Pooja ne sparring shuru kari. Raghu ne movement sikhayi - left, right, aage, peeche. Neha dekh rahi thi. Jab Pooja ne punch maara, Raghu ne seedha block kiya. Neha ne taali bajayi. "Shabash!" Raghu ne Neha ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek nayi jaan aa gayi thi. Pooja ne Raghu ko ek jhatke se pakad liya. "Yeh kya hai? Ladai mein ladkiyon ki taraf dekhte ho?" Raghu ne apna sar jhukaya. "Sorry didi." Neha muskura di. "Chalo, phir se karo," usne kaha. Raghu ne Pooja ki aankhon mein dekha. "Haan didi. Phir se." Usne apni fists tight ki. Neha ki nazar us par thi.
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Training ke baad, Neha Raghu ke paas aayi. "Mujhe bhi sikhaoge?" usne puchi, aankhon mein chamak ke saath. Raghu ne haath pakad kar dekha. "Tumhari kalaiyan kamzor hain." Neha ne hans kar kaha: "To majboot karo na." Usne ek rope pakdi. Raghu ne hathon ko adjust kiya. "Aise... haath ko ghumana nahi." Neha ki ungliyan Raghu ke haathon par thi. Ek garam ehsaas Raghu ke badan mein gaya. "Thik hai?" Neha ne pucha. Raghu ne sir hila. "Haan... bas concentrate karo." Neha ne rope kheenchne ki koshish ki. Raghu ne dekha - uske chehre par paseena chamak raha tha.

Ek hafte baad, Neha ki kalaiyan majboot ho gayi thi. Raghu usko terrace par sikhata. "Attack aise karo," Raghu ne kaha, Neha ki koshish ko dekhte hue. Neha ne punch maara. Raghu ne seedha block kiya. "Wah!" Neha hansi. Raghu ne apni ungliyon se Neha ki kalai pakdi. "Thoda aur tight." Neha ki saans tez ho gayi. "Tumhare haath garam hain," usne kaha. Raghu ne haath chhod diya. "Sorry." Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Kyun? Mujhe pasand hai." Usne Raghu ki taraf dekha.

Ek shaam, Raghu Neha ko apne ghar le gaya. "Mummy bahar gayi hain," usne kaha. Kamre mein, ek yoga mat bicha tha. "Chalo, tumhe naya dav sikhaunga," Raghu ne kaha. Neha ne apni taang dekhi. "Kya?" Raghu ne hath pakad kar samjhaya: "Jab koi tumhe peeche se pakde..." Usne Neha ki gardan ko halka sa daboya. Neha ki saans atak gayi. "Aise?" Raghu ne kaha: "Neeche jhuk jao." Neha ne sar jhukaya. Raghu ki ungliyan uski gardan se khisak gayi. "Shabash!" Raghu ne kaha. Neha ne palat kar dekha. Unki aankhein mili. Raghu ne apna haath Neha ki thigh par rakha. "Ab... yahan pakadna hai." Neha ki aankhon mein ek jwala thi. Usne apna haath Raghu ke kandhe par rakha. "Sikhao," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ko apni taraf kheench liya. Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir unke hoth mil gaye. Neha ki saans Raghu ke galey mein thi. Raghu ne Neha ko niche daba diya. Yoga mat par unki body ek dusre se chipak gayi. Raghu ke haath Neha ki shirt ke andar gaye. Neha ki aankhein band thi. Raghu ne kapde utar diye. Neha ki chhati Raghu ke haathon mein thi. Raghu ne Neha ki gardan chumi. Neha ki awaz kaanp rahi thi: "Raghu..." Raghu ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne Neha ki taangen failayi. Ek gehri saans ke saath, Raghu andar gaya. Neha ne apni ungliyan Raghu ki peeth mein ghod di. Ek garam ehsaas dono mein fail gaya. Kamre mein sirf saansen aur paseene ki khushboo thi.

Dono ek dusre se chipke hue the. Neha ka sar Raghu ke seene par tha. Raghu ke haath Neha ki kamar par the. Neha ne kaha: "Pehli baar?" Raghu ne sar hila. "Tumhari?" Neha muskurai. "Haan." Raghu ne Neha ki aankhon mein dekha. "Achha laga?" Neha ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne apna sar Raghu ke kandhe mein chipka liya. Raghu ne Neha ko chuma. Ek lambe chum ke baad, Neha ne kaha: "Ab training khatam?" Raghu hans pada. "Abhi toh shuru hui hai." Neha ne Raghu ko niche daba diya. Uske baalon ka rang Raghu ke seene par bikhar gaya. Neha ne Raghu ke pet par chumma maara. Raghu ki saans tez ho gayi. Neha ne niche tak ja kar chuma. Raghu ne apni ungliyan Neha ke baalon mein daal di. Ek nayi ladai shuru ho gayi. Is baar, Raghu ne surrender kar diya. Neha ke oopar thi. Uske baal Raghu ke chehre par the. Neha ki aankhon mein ek naya aseemaan tha. Raghu ne kaha: "Tum bahut khoobsoorat ho." Neha ne hans kar kaha: "Tum bahut strong ho." Dono phir ek dusre se lipat gaye. Yoga mat par ek nayi kahani likhi ja rahi thi. Raghu ne socha: "Yehi toh asli jeet hai." Neha ne Raghu ke kaan mein kuch kaha. Raghu muskura diya. Unki duniya mein ab sirf ek doosra tha. Ek naya rang, ek naya ehsaas, ek nayi shuruat.

Ek hafte baad, Raghu college mein Neha ke saath tha. Dono terrace par baith kar lunch kha rahe the. Raghu ne Neha ke liye sandwich banaya tha. Neha muskura rahi thi. "Tumhari training kaise chal rahi hai?" Raghu ne pucha. Neha ne apni kalaiyan dikhayi. "Roz rope kheenchti hoon." Raghi ne dekha - Neha ki kalaiyon mein nayi shakti thi. "Shabash!" Raghu ne kaha. Neha ne Raghu ka haath pakad liya. "Tumhari wajah se." Raghu ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne Neha ki aankhon mein dekha. Ek nayi chamak thi. Raghu ne socha: "Zindagi badal gayi hai." Ek pal mein sab theek tha. Par ek pal mein sab bigadne waala tha.

Shaam ko training ke waqt, Raghu aur Neha ek saath Pooja ke ghar pahunche. Pooja ne dekha. Uske hothon par muskurahat thi. "Chalo, aaj tum dono ko ek saath sikhaungi," usne kaha. Raghu aur Neha ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha. Pooja ne sikhaya kaise ek se zyada logon se ladna hai. "Movement aur positioning sab kuch hai," usne samjhayaa. Raghu aur Neha ek saath practice kar rahe the. Ek punch, ek block. Ek kadam aage, ek kadam peeche. Pooja dekh rahi thi. Uske chehre par garv tha. "Tum dono ek achhi team ho," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ki taraf dekha. Neha muskura rahi thi. Raghu ne socha: "Haan, hum ek team hain." Training ke baad, Raghu Neha ko ghar chhodne gaya. Raste mein, Neha ne Raghu ka haath pakad liya. Raghu ne apni ungliyon ko Neha ki ungliyon se interlaced kiya. Ek nayi garamahat dono ke beech thi. Raghu ne kaha: "Kal milenge?" Neha ne sar hila. "Roz milenge." Dono ke beech ek nayi dosti, ek nayi mohabbat, ek nayi shuruat thi. Par kisi ko pata nahi tha ki ek khatarnaak khel shuru hone waala tha.

Subah college pahunchte hi, Raghu ko pata chala - Neha gayab hai. Usne poora college chakka laga diya. Kisi ko kuch pata nahi tha. Raghu ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne Neha ka phone kiya. Phone band tha. Raghu ki saansen tez ho gayi. Usne Pooja ko phone kiya. "Kuch pata hai?" Pooja ki awaaz mein chinta thi. "Nahi. Tum ghar ja kar dekho." Raghu bhaag kar ghar gaya. Neha ka ghar khali tha. Raghu ki aankhon mein paani aa gaya. Usne apni maa se pucha. Maa ne kuch nahi dekha tha. Raghu bechain tha. Tabhi uska phone baja. Ek unknown number. Raghu ne phone uthaya. "Sun, Chirkut!" Amit ki awaaz thi. "Tumhari girlfriend humare paas hai. Agar use bachana hai, toh akela aana. Humare adde par. Warna..." Phone cut ho gaya. Raghu ka chehra fail gaya. Usne apni mutthi bhari. Aankhon mein ek nayi aag thi. Usne Pooja ko phone kiya. "Mujhe jaana hoga," usne kaha. Pooja ki awaaz sakhti thi. "Main tumhare saath hoon." Raghu ne sir hila. "Nahi. Ye meri ladai hai." Usne phone rakh diya. Raghu ne apne kamre se ek purani belt nikali. Usne use apni kalai par bandha. Usne gehri saans li. "Neha... main aa raha hoon." Raghu ka kadam majboot tha. Uske andar ek nayi taaqat thi. Par uske dil mein ek naya dar bhi tha - Neha ke liye. Raghu ne ghar se nikalte hue apni maa ko dekha.

Amit ka adda sheher ke kone mein tha - ek purana godown. Raghu ne darwaza khola. Andar andhera tha. Ek lambe se hall mein Amit, Gagan aur Rocky khade the. Amit ke haath mein ek rod tha. "Aaya Chirkut!" Amit ne hans kar kaha. Raghu ne dekha - ek kone mein Neha baithi thi. Uske haath bandhe the. Uske gal par ek nila nishaan tha. Raghu ka khoon khola. "Use chhod do," Raghu ki awaaz sakhti thi. Amit hans pada. "Pehle tumhari pocket money dena!" Gagan ne aage badh kar kaha. Raghu ne apni jeb khali kar dikhayi. "Maine tumhe paisa diya tha." Amit ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Jhoot bol raha hai?" Usne rod uthaya. Raghu ne apni saans ko control kiya. Usne Pooja ki sikhi hui baat yaad ki. "Seedhe khade raho. Chest bahar nikalo." Raghu ne apna posture majboot kiya. Amit ne rod se attack kiya. Raghu tezi se peeche hat gaya. Rod hawa mein gaya. Amit hairan reh gaya. "T-Tu..." Raghu ne fauran apna haath aage kiya - ek seedha punch Amit ke munh par. Amit haanp kar peeche hat gaya. Khoon uski naak se bahne laga. "Saale!" Rocky ne Raghu ko peeche se pakadne ki koshish ki. Raghu ne apna sar neeche kiya. Rocky ka haath khisak gaya. Raghu ne apna haath peeche kiya - Rocky ki taang pakad kar jor se daboya. Rocky chillaya. "Arrey! Meri taang!" Raghu ne Rocky ko dhakka diya. Par tabhi Gagan ne Raghu ko pakad liya. "Ab kya?" Gagan hansa. Raghu ki saansen tez ho gayi. Usne dekha - Amit ne rod utha liya tha. Neha chillayi. "Raghu! Bacho!" Raghu ne apne muscles tight kiye. Usne socha: "Ab kya?" Amit ne rod ghuma kar attack kiya...

Raghu ne apni baah uthayi. Block! Rod Raghu ke haathon se takraya. Dard hua, par Raghu hila nahi. Amit hairan reh gaya. Tabhi Raghu ne apna ghutna tezi se Amit ke pet par mara. Amit haanp kar gir gaya. Rod haath se choot gaya. Raghu ne Rocky ki taraf dekha jo taang pakad kar baitha tha. Phir Gagan ki taraf. Gagan ne Raghu ko pakda hua tha. Raghu ne apni kalaiyon ko tight kiya. Ek dum se apni taang niche ki. Gagan ka haath khisak gaya. Raghu ne apna ghutna Gagan ke munh par mara. Gagan chillaya. Khoon uske munh se nikla. Raghu ne fauran palat kar dekha. Amit ne rod utha liya tha. Par Raghu pehle tha. Usne ek tez punch Amit ke munh par mara. Amit gir gaya. Raghu ne rod utha liya. "Ab?" Raghu ki awaaz mein ek nayi sakhti thi. Amit, Gagan aur Rocky ek dusre ko dekhte hue peeche hatne lage. Raghu ne rod phek di. "Bhago!" Raghu ne chillaya. Teenon bhaag gaye. Raghu ne fauran Neha ki taraf dekha. Uske haath bandhe the. Raghu ne Neha ke haathon ki dor kholi. Neha ne Raghu ko jor se pakad liya. Uska badan kaanp raha tha. "Darr gaya tha main," Neha ne kaha, aankhon mein aansoo. Raghu ne Neha ko apni baahon mein liya. "Main hoon na?" Raghu ne Neha ki gardan par haath phera. Neha ki gardan par nila nishaan tha. Raghu ka khoon khola. Usne apni ungliyon se us nishaan ko chua. Neha ne apna sar Raghu ke kandhe par rakha. "Chalo yahan se," Raghu ne kaha. Raghu Neha ko lekar godown se bahar nikla. Bahar hawa thandi thi. Neha ki saansen abhi bhi tez thi. Raghu ne dekha - Neha ki shirt fat gayi thi. Usne apni jacket utar kar Neha ko pehnayi. Neha ne Raghu ka haath pakad liya. Raghu ka dil tez dhadak raha tha. Usne Neha ki aankhon mein dekha. Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Raghu ne kaha: "Ab tumhari training aur majboot hogi." Neha ne muskura kar kaha: "Tumhare saath se." Raghu ne Neha ko lekar ghar ki taraf chal diya. Uske mann mein ek nayi sakhti thi. Par ek sawal bhi tha - Amit kaise chodega? Raghu ne apni mutthi bhari. Usne Neha ki taraf dekha. Neha ki aankhon mein ek nayi chamak thi. Raghu ne socha: "Ab ladai aur badegi."
 
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Amit apne ghar mein baitha tha. Uske munh par ragad tha. Rocky ki taang mein patti bandhi thi. Gagan ka munh sooj gaya tha. Amit ka chehra laal tha. "Tumhe ek chirkut ne hara diya?" Amit ke bade bhai Rohan ne hans kar kaha. Rohan ek police inspector tha. Uske kapdon mein chamak thi. Uske haathon mein ek moti ungliyon wali ring thi. Rohan ne ek peg pi. "Tumhari sharmindagi ki keemat tumhe deni padegi," Rohan ne kaha. Amit ne apne munh par haath phera. "Par woh bahut strong hai bhaiya." Rohan muskura diya. "Strong? Police ke saamne sab kamzor hote hain." Usne apni kursi se uth kar kaha: "Kal subah tum use college se pakad kar lao. Main tumhare saath hoon." Amit ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi. "Par..." Rohan ne ungli uthayi. "Par kuch nahi. Tumhare liye ek surprise hai." Usne ek file nikali.

Subah college gate par, Raghu Neha ka haath pakde khada tha. Tabhi ek police gypsy aayi. Inspector Rohan utra. Amit uske peeche tha. Rohan ne Raghu ko dekha. "Tum Raghu?" Raghu ne sar hila. "Haan." Rohan ne ek paper dikhaya. "Tumhare khilaf ek complaint aayi hai. Physical assault ki." Raghu ki saans atak gayi. Neha ne Raghu ka haath pakad liya. Rohan ne hans kar kaha: "Tumhe station aa kar statement dena hoga." Raghu ne dekha - Amit muskura raha tha. Rohan ne Raghu ki taraf kadam badhaya. "Chalo." Raghu ne apni saans ko control kiya. "Par maine..." Rohan ki awaaz tez ho gayi. "Tumhare paas option nahi hai." Usne Raghu ki kalai pakad li. Neha chillayi: "Mat chhodo!" Rohan ne Neha ko dhakka diya. Raghu ka khoon khola. Usne apna haath jhatke se chhudaya. Rohan hairan reh gaya. "Tum police ko rokoge?" Raghu ki aankhon mein jwala thi. "Agar galat ho toh haan." Rohan ne apna haath belt par rakha. Tabhi ek awaaz aayi: "Rohan? Tum yahan?" Pooja khadi thi. Uske chehre par gussa tha. Rohan ka chehra fail gaya. "Pooja? Tum..." Pooja ne Raghu aur Neha ko apne peeche kiya. "In bachhon ko chhodo." Rohan hans pada. "Tumhari training ne inhe itna himmat diya hai?" Pooja ne kadam aage badhaya. "Haan. Aur ab tumhe sikhana padega ki police uniform ka matlab kya hota hai." Rohan ki aankhon mein nafrat thi. Usne Amit ki taraf dekha. Phir Pooja ki taraf. "Tumhari wajah se meri naukri gayi thi na?" Pooja muskurai. "Tumhari apni karwaiyon ki wajah se." Rohan ne apna haath uthaya. Tabhi Pooja ne tezi se uska haath pakad kar peeche mod diya. Rohan chilla pada. "Aaaah!" Pooja ki awaaz thandi thi: "Ab chale jao warna tumhara haath toot jayega." Rohan ne Amit ki taraf dekha. Amit peeche hat gaya. Rohan ne apna haath chhudaya. Uske chehre par dard tha. "Yeh khatam nahi hua," usne kaha. Phir wo gypsy mein chadha. Amit bhaag gaya. Raghu ne dekha - Pooja ki ungliyon mein ek sakhti thi jo usne kabhi nahi dekhi thi. Neha Raghu ke paas aayi. Pooja ne Raghu ki taraf dekha. "Tumhe ab aur strong hona hoga," usne kaha. Raghu ne apni mutthi bhari. Uske andar ek nayi aag thi. Amit aur Rohan lautenge. Aur jab lautenge, Raghu taiyaar hoga.

Shaam ko training mein, Pooja ne Raghu ko ek nayi technique sikhayi. "Jab ek se zyada log tumhare saamne ho," usne samjhaya, "tumhara pehla kaam hai - space banana." Usne Raghu aur Neha ko ek dusre ke saamne khada karwaya. "Jab koi tumhare saamne attack kare, tum seedha punch mat maro." Raghu ne sar jhukaya. "Kyun?" Pooja ne ek kadam aage badha. "Kyuki tumhara peeche wala tumhe pakad lega." Usne Raghu ko ek push diya. Raghu peeche hat gaya. "Dekha? Tumhara balance gaya." Phir usne Raghu ko ek nayi stance mein khada karwaya. "Tumhara ek pair peeche hona chahiye. Haath thoda neeche. Jab koi attack kare, tum sidha hat jao." Raghu ne practice ki. Pehli baar uska balance bigad gaya. Dusri baar, usne sahi se sidha hat kar Amit ka chehra socha. Usne punch maara - hawa mein. "Shabash!" Pooja ne hans kar kaha. Raghu ke chehre par paseena tha. Par uski aankhon mein ek nayi chamak thi. Neha ne dekha - Raghu ki body badal rahi thi. Muscles tight the. Kalaiyon mein nayi shakti thi. Ek naya confidence tha jo pehle kabhi nahi tha.

Training ke baad, Raghu aur Neha terrace par baithe the. Neha ne Raghu ke kandhe par sar rakha. "Tumhari training kitni sakht hai," usne kaha. Raghu muskura diya. "Tumhari bhi ho jayegi." Neha ne apni ungliyan Raghu ki kalaiyon par firai. "Tumhari wajah se main strong mehsoos karti hoon." Raghu ne Neha ka haath pakad liya. "Tumhari wajah se mujhe ladne ka karan mila." Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Neha ne pucha: "Agar Rohan phir aaya toh?" Raghu ne gehri saans li. "Main taiyaar hoon." Usne dekha - shaher ki lights jhalak rahi thi. Ek nayi duniya thi jahan Amit aur Rohan jaise log hote the. Par ab Raghu unse darne wala nahi tha. Usne apna haath tight kiya. Neha ki ungliyan uski ungliyon mein thi. Dono ke beech ek nayi taaqat thi. Ek nayi mohabbat thi. Par Raghu ko pata tha - asli jung ab shuru hone wali thi. Aur yeh jung sirf akeli nahi hogi.

Kal subah, Raghu ki aankh khulte hi Neha ki muskurahat yaad aayi. Training mein Pooja ne ek naya dav pech sikhaya tha - kaise ek se zyada logon se ladna hai. Raghu ki body thaki hui thi. Par dimag chalta tha. Amit ka munh. Rohan ki ungliyon ka dard. Neha ka nila nishaan. Raghu ne apne muscles tight kiye. Usne dekha - dopahar ka samay tha. Subah ki training khatam ho chuki thi. Neha ka phone aaya tha. "Main aa rahi hoon," usne kaha. Raghu ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Ek nayi chinta thi - Amit aur Rohan lautenge. Par ek nayi khushi bhi thi - Neha aa rahi thi. Raghu ne apna kamra sajaya. Ek yoga mat bichaya. Ek pal mein sab tension bhool gaya. Bas ek hi khayal tha - Neha.

Neha aayi toh Raghu ka chehra chamak utha. "Main..." usne shuru kiya. Par Neha ne ungli hothon par rakhi. "Mat bolo." Usne Raghu ka haath pakad kar kamre mein le gaya. Yoga mat par, Neha ne Raghu ko niche daba diya. Uske baalon ka rang Raghu ke seene par bikhar gaya. Ek lambe chumme ne sab kuch bhula diya. Raghu ki saansen tez ho gayi. Neha ne Raghu ki shirt utar di. Usne Raghu ke muscles ko chua. "Tum bahut strong ho," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ko apni baahon mein liya. Ek dum se sab kuch tez ho gaya. Neha ki saari utar gayi. Raghu ki jeans niche utar gayi. Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Raghu ka haath Neha ki thighs par gaya. Neha ki saans atak gayi. Usne Raghu ko niche kheench liya. Raghu ka munh Neha ke chhati par tha. Usne nipple ko chuma. Neha ki aankhen band ho gayi. Ek gehri aah uske hothon se nikli. Raghu ka haath neeche gaya. Neha ki thighs geeli thi. Raghu ki ungliyan andar ghusi. Neha ki body tezi se hilne lagi. Usne Raghu ke baal pakad liye. "Aaah... Raghu!" Raghu ki ungliyan tez ho gayi. Neha ka sar peeche jhuk gaya. Uske honth khule hue the. Ek dum se uski body tight ho gayi. Raghu ne dekha - Neha ki aankhen khuli thi. Uske honth halke se muskura rahe the. Pehli baar jhad chuki thi.

Raghu ne apne kapde utar diye. Neha ne Raghu ko niche dekha. Uska ling khada tha. Neha ne apna haath us par rakha. Raghu ki saans tez ho gayi. Neha ne ragad kar haath chalaya. Phir usne Raghu ka ling apne munh mein liya. Raghu ki aankhen band ho gayi. Ek garam mehsoos hua. Neha ka sar upar niche hil raha tha. Raghu ne apna haath Neha ke baalon mein daala. Ek lambe pal ke baad, Neha ne munh hata liya. "Ab," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ko niche daba diya. Usne Neha ki thighs failayi. Phir dheere se andar dala. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. "Aaah..." Raghu ne ek gehri saans li. Andar ki garami usko pagal kar rahi thi. Usne hilna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Phir tez. Neha ne apni taangein Raghu ki kamar par lapeti. Uske naakhun Raghu ki peeth par gade. Har thrust ke saath Neha ki aah nikalti. Raghu ne dekha - Neha ki aankhen band thi. Uske honth halke se khule hue the. Ek dum se Neha ki body tight ho gayi. Usne apni taangein Raghu ki kamar par kasi. Raghu ne tez thrust kiya. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. Usne chillaya: "Raghu!" Uska badan kaanp raha tha. Doosri baar jhad chuki thi.

Raghu ki saans phool rahi thi. Usne Neha ko apne seene se lagaya. Dono ke shareer paseene se lathpath the. Neha ki aankhen band thi. Uske honth par muskurahat thi. Raghu ne Neha ki gardan chumi. Woh nila nishaan abhi bhi tha. Raghu ne apni ungli us par rakhi. "Main tumhe kabhi kuch nahi hone dunga," usne kaha. Neha ne aankhen kholi. Usne Raghu ki aankhon mein dekha. "Main jaanti hoon." Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Neha ne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Tumhare muscles... dard kar rahe hain?" Raghu hans pada. "Nahi. Tumhari wajah se." Neha ne Raghu ka munh chuma. Ek lamba chumma. Raghu ka dil phir tez dhadakne laga. Par tabhi Raghu ka phone baja. Amit ka naam chamka. Raghu ki muskurahat gayab ho gayi. Neha ne Raghu ka haath pakad liya. "Mat uthao," usne kaha. Par Raghu ne phone utha liya. "Sunao?" Amit ki awaaz aayi: "Kal subah college gate par. Akela aana. Warna teri girlfriend ka kya hoga... pata hai na?" Phone cut ho gaya. Raghu ka chehra patthar jaisa ho gaya. Neha ki aankhon mein dar tha. Raghu ne apni mutthi bhari. Usne socha: "Ab jung asli shuru hogi."

Raghu ne Neha ko pakka kara. "Main tumhe kuch nahi hone dunga." Neha ne Raghu ke kandhe par sar rakha. Uske baal Raghu ke seene par bikhar gaye. "Main tumhare saath hoon," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ki gardan chumi. Phir neeche. Usne Neha ke nipple ko apne munh mein liya. Neha ki saans tez ho gayi. "Aaah..." Raghu ka haath Neha ki thighs par gaya. Geela tha. Raghu ki ungliyan andar ghusi. Neha ki taangein khul gayi. Usne apni aankhen band kar li. Raghu ne ungliyan tez ki. Neha ki body tezi se hili. Usne Raghu ke baal pakad liye. Ek dum se uski body tight ho gayi. Uske honth khule hue the. Teesri baar jhad chuki thi. Neha ki aankhon mein pani tha. "Raghu..." Raghu ne use apni baahon mein liya. Ek pal ke liye sab tension bhool gaye.

Phir Raghu ne Neha ko niche daba diya. Uska ling phir khada tha. Neha ne apna haath us par rakha. Ragha kar chalaya. Raghu ki saans atak gayi. Neha ne Raghu ka ling apne munh mein liya. Raghu ki aankhen band ho gayi. Ek garam ehsaas ne usko pagal kar diya. Neha ka sar tezi se hil raha tha. Raghu ne apna haath Neha ke baalon mein daala. Ek lambe pal ke baad, Raghu ne Neha ko niche kiya. Usne Neha ki thighs failayi. Phir dheere se andar dala. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. "Aaah..." Raghu ne gehri saans li. Andar ki garami usko pagal kar rahi thi. Usne hilna shuru kiya. Pehle dheere. Phir tez. Har thrust ke saath Neha ki aah nikalti. Raghu ne dekha - Neha ki aankhen band thi. Uske honth halke se khule hue the. Ek dum se Neha ki body tight ho gayi. Usne apni taangein Raghu ki kamar par kasi. Raghu ne tez thrust kiya. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. Usne chillaya: "Raghu!" Uska badan kaanp raha tha. Chauthi baar jhad chuki thi.

Raghu ne apna sar Neha ke seene par rakha. Dono ki saansen ek saath mil rahi thi. Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Neha ne kaha: "Kal... main tumhare saath aaungi." Raghu ne sar hila. "Nahi. Khatarnaak hai." Neha ne Raghu ka chehra pakda. "Tumhare saath har khatre ka saamna karungi."
 
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Amit apne ghar mein baitha tha. Uske munh par ragad tha. Rocky ki taang mein patti bandhi thi. Gagan ka munh sooj gaya tha. Amit ka chehra laal tha. "Tumhe ek chirkut ne hara diya?" Amit ke bade bhai Rohan ne hans kar kaha. Rohan ek police inspector tha. Uske kapdon mein chamak thi. Uske haathon mein ek moti ungliyon wali ring thi. Rohan ne ek peg pi. "Tumhari sharmindagi ki keemat tumhe deni padegi," Rohan ne kaha. Amit ne apne munh par haath phera. "Par woh bahut strong hai bhaiya." Rohan muskura diya. "Strong? Police ke saamne sab kamzor hote hain." Usne apni kursi se uth kar kaha: "Kal subah tum use college se pakad kar lao. Main tumhare saath hoon." Amit ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi. "Par..." Rohan ne ungli uthayi. "Par kuch nahi. Tumhare liye ek surprise hai." Usne ek file nikali.

Subah college gate par, Raghu Neha ka haath pakde khada tha. Tabhi ek police gypsy aayi. Inspector Rohan utra. Amit uske peeche tha. Rohan ne Raghu ko dekha. "Tum Raghu?" Raghu ne sar hila. "Haan." Rohan ne ek paper dikhaya. "Tumhare khilaf ek complaint aayi hai. Physical assault ki." Raghu ki saans atak gayi. Neha ne Raghu ka haath pakad liya. Rohan ne hans kar kaha: "Tumhe station aa kar statement dena hoga." Raghu ne dekha - Amit muskura raha tha. Rohan ne Raghu ki taraf kadam badhaya. "Chalo." Raghu ne apni saans ko control kiya. "Par maine..." Rohan ki awaaz tez ho gayi. "Tumhare paas option nahi hai." Usne Raghu ki kalai pakad li. Neha chillayi: "Mat chhodo!" Rohan ne Neha ko dhakka diya. Raghu ka khoon khola. Usne apna haath jhatke se chhudaya. Rohan hairan reh gaya. "Tum police ko rokoge?" Raghu ki aankhon mein jwala thi. "Agar galat ho toh haan." Rohan ne apna haath belt par rakha. Tabhi ek awaaz aayi: "Rohan? Tum yahan?" Pooja khadi thi. Uske chehre par gussa tha. Rohan ka chehra fail gaya. "Pooja? Tum..." Pooja ne Raghu aur Neha ko apne peeche kiya. "In bachhon ko chhodo." Rohan hans pada. "Tumhari training ne inhe itna himmat diya hai?" Pooja ne kadam aage badhaya. "Haan. Aur ab tumhe sikhana padega ki police uniform ka matlab kya hota hai." Rohan ki aankhon mein nafrat thi. Usne Amit ki taraf dekha. Phir Pooja ki taraf. "Tumhari wajah se meri naukri gayi thi na?" Pooja muskurai. "Tumhari apni karwaiyon ki wajah se." Rohan ne apna haath uthaya. Tabhi Pooja ne tezi se uska haath pakad kar peeche mod diya. Rohan chilla pada. "Aaaah!" Pooja ki awaaz thandi thi: "Ab chale jao warna tumhara haath toot jayega." Rohan ne Amit ki taraf dekha. Amit peeche hat gaya. Rohan ne apna haath chhudaya. Uske chehre par dard tha. "Yeh khatam nahi hua," usne kaha. Phir wo gypsy mein chadha. Amit bhaag gaya. Raghu ne dekha - Pooja ki ungliyon mein ek sakhti thi jo usne kabhi nahi dekhi thi. Neha Raghu ke paas aayi. Pooja ne Raghu ki taraf dekha. "Tumhe ab aur strong hona hoga," usne kaha. Raghu ne apni mutthi bhari. Uske andar ek nayi aag thi. Amit aur Rohan lautenge. Aur jab lautenge, Raghu taiyaar hoga.

Shaam ko training mein, Pooja ne Raghu ko ek nayi technique sikhayi. "Jab ek se zyada log tumhare saamne ho," usne samjhaya, "tumhara pehla kaam hai - space banana." Usne Raghu aur Neha ko ek dusre ke saamne khada karwaya. "Jab koi tumhare saamne attack kare, tum seedha punch mat maro." Raghu ne sar jhukaya. "Kyun?" Pooja ne ek kadam aage badha. "Kyuki tumhara peeche wala tumhe pakad lega." Usne Raghu ko ek push diya. Raghu peeche hat gaya. "Dekha? Tumhara balance gaya." Phir usne Raghu ko ek nayi stance mein khada karwaya. "Tumhara ek pair peeche hona chahiye. Haath thoda neeche. Jab koi attack kare, tum sidha hat jao." Raghu ne practice ki. Pehli baar uska balance bigad gaya. Dusri baar, usne sahi se sidha hat kar Amit ka chehra socha. Usne punch maara - hawa mein. "Shabash!" Pooja ne hans kar kaha. Raghu ke chehre par paseena tha. Par uski aankhon mein ek nayi chamak thi. Neha ne dekha - Raghu ki body badal rahi thi. Muscles tight the. Kalaiyon mein nayi shakti thi. Ek naya confidence tha jo pehle kabhi nahi tha.

Training ke baad, Raghu aur Neha terrace par baithe the. Neha ne Raghu ke kandhe par sar rakha. "Tumhari training kitni sakht hai," usne kaha. Raghu muskura diya. "Tumhari bhi ho jayegi." Neha ne apni ungliyan Raghu ki kalaiyon par firai. "Tumhari wajah se main strong mehsoos karti hoon." Raghu ne Neha ka haath pakad liya. "Tumhari wajah se mujhe ladne ka karan mila." Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Neha ne pucha: "Agar Rohan phir aaya toh?" Raghu ne gehri saans li. "Main taiyaar hoon." Usne dekha - shaher ki lights jhalak rahi thi. Ek nayi duniya thi jahan Amit aur Rohan jaise log hote the. Par ab Raghu unse darne wala nahi tha. Usne apna haath tight kiya. Neha ki ungliyan uski ungliyon mein thi. Dono ke beech ek nayi taaqat thi. Ek nayi mohabbat thi. Par Raghu ko pata tha - asli jung ab shuru hone wali thi. Aur yeh jung sirf akeli nahi hogi.

Kal subah, Raghu ki aankh khulte hi Neha ki muskurahat yaad aayi. Training mein Pooja ne ek naya dav pech sikhaya tha - kaise ek se zyada logon se ladna hai. Raghu ki body thaki hui thi. Par dimag chalta tha. Amit ka munh. Rohan ki ungliyon ka dard. Neha ka nila nishaan. Raghu ne apne muscles tight kiye. Usne dekha - dopahar ka samay tha. Subah ki training khatam ho chuki thi. Neha ka phone aaya tha. "Main aa rahi hoon," usne kaha. Raghu ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Ek nayi chinta thi - Amit aur Rohan lautenge. Par ek nayi khushi bhi thi - Neha aa rahi thi. Raghu ne apna kamra sajaya. Ek yoga mat bichaya. Ek pal mein sab tension bhool gaya. Bas ek hi khayal tha - Neha.

Neha aayi toh Raghu ka chehra chamak utha. "Main..." usne shuru kiya. Par Neha ne ungli hothon par rakhi. "Mat bolo." Usne Raghu ka haath pakad kar kamre mein le gaya. Yoga mat par, Neha ne Raghu ko niche daba diya. Uske baalon ka rang Raghu ke seene par bikhar gaya. Ek lambe chumme ne sab kuch bhula diya. Raghu ki saansen tez ho gayi. Neha ne Raghu ki shirt utar di. Usne Raghu ke muscles ko chua. "Tum bahut strong ho," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ko apni baahon mein liya. Ek dum se sab kuch tez ho gaya. Neha ki saari utar gayi. Raghu ki jeans niche utar gayi. Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Raghu ka haath Neha ki thighs par gaya. Neha ki saans atak gayi. Usne Raghu ko niche kheench liya. Raghu ka munh Neha ke chhati par tha. Usne nipple ko chuma. Neha ki aankhen band ho gayi. Ek gehri aah uske hothon se nikli. Raghu ka haath neeche gaya. Neha ki thighs geeli thi. Raghu ki ungliyan andar ghusi. Neha ki body tezi se hilne lagi. Usne Raghu ke baal pakad liye. "Aaah... Raghu!" Raghu ki ungliyan tez ho gayi. Neha ka sar peeche jhuk gaya. Uske honth khule hue the. Ek dum se uski body tight ho gayi. Raghu ne dekha - Neha ki aankhen khuli thi. Uske honth halke se muskura rahe the. Pehli baar jhad chuki thi.

Raghu ne apne kapde utar diye. Neha ne Raghu ko niche dekha. Uska ling khada tha. Neha ne apna haath us par rakha. Raghu ki saans tez ho gayi. Neha ne ragad kar haath chalaya. Phir usne Raghu ka ling apne munh mein liya. Raghu ki aankhen band ho gayi. Ek garam mehsoos hua. Neha ka sar upar niche hil raha tha. Raghu ne apna haath Neha ke baalon mein daala. Ek lambe pal ke baad, Neha ne munh hata liya. "Ab," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ko niche daba diya. Usne Neha ki thighs failayi. Phir dheere se andar dala. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. "Aaah..." Raghu ne ek gehri saans li. Andar ki garami usko pagal kar rahi thi. Usne hilna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Phir tez. Neha ne apni taangein Raghu ki kamar par lapeti. Uske naakhun Raghu ki peeth par gade. Har thrust ke saath Neha ki aah nikalti. Raghu ne dekha - Neha ki aankhen band thi. Uske honth halke se khule hue the. Ek dum se Neha ki body tight ho gayi. Usne apni taangein Raghu ki kamar par kasi. Raghu ne tez thrust kiya. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. Usne chillaya: "Raghu!" Uska badan kaanp raha tha. Doosri baar jhad chuki thi.

Raghu ki saans phool rahi thi. Usne Neha ko apne seene se lagaya. Dono ke shareer paseene se lathpath the. Neha ki aankhen band thi. Uske honth par muskurahat thi. Raghu ne Neha ki gardan chumi. Woh nila nishaan abhi bhi tha. Raghu ne apni ungli us par rakhi. "Main tumhe kabhi kuch nahi hone dunga," usne kaha. Neha ne aankhen kholi. Usne Raghu ki aankhon mein dekha. "Main jaanti hoon." Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Neha ne Raghu ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Tumhare muscles... dard kar rahe hain?" Raghu hans pada. "Nahi. Tumhari wajah se." Neha ne Raghu ka munh chuma. Ek lamba chumma. Raghu ka dil phir tez dhadakne laga. Par tabhi Raghu ka phone baja. Amit ka naam chamka. Raghu ki muskurahat gayab ho gayi. Neha ne Raghu ka haath pakad liya. "Mat uthao," usne kaha. Par Raghu ne phone utha liya. "Sunao?" Amit ki awaaz aayi: "Kal subah college gate par. Akela aana. Warna teri girlfriend ka kya hoga... pata hai na?" Phone cut ho gaya. Raghu ka chehra patthar jaisa ho gaya. Neha ki aankhon mein dar tha. Raghu ne apni mutthi bhari. Usne socha: "Ab jung asli shuru hogi."

Raghu ne Neha ko pakka kara. "Main tumhe kuch nahi hone dunga." Neha ne Raghu ke kandhe par sar rakha. Uske baal Raghu ke seene par bikhar gaye. "Main tumhare saath hoon," usne kaha. Raghu ne Neha ki gardan chumi. Phir neeche. Usne Neha ke nipple ko apne munh mein liya. Neha ki saans tez ho gayi. "Aaah..." Raghu ka haath Neha ki thighs par gaya. Geela tha. Raghu ki ungliyan andar ghusi. Neha ki taangein khul gayi. Usne apni aankhen band kar li. Raghu ne ungliyan tez ki. Neha ki body tezi se hili. Usne Raghu ke baal pakad liye. Ek dum se uski body tight ho gayi. Uske honth khule hue the. Teesri baar jhad chuki thi. Neha ki aankhon mein pani tha. "Raghu..." Raghu ne use apni baahon mein liya. Ek pal ke liye sab tension bhool gaye.

Phir Raghu ne Neha ko niche daba diya. Uska ling phir khada tha. Neha ne apna haath us par rakha. Ragha kar chalaya. Raghu ki saans atak gayi. Neha ne Raghu ka ling apne munh mein liya. Raghu ki aankhen band ho gayi. Ek garam ehsaas ne usko pagal kar diya. Neha ka sar tezi se hil raha tha. Raghu ne apna haath Neha ke baalon mein daala. Ek lambe pal ke baad, Raghu ne Neha ko niche kiya. Usne Neha ki thighs failayi. Phir dheere se andar dala. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. "Aaah..." Raghu ne gehri saans li. Andar ki garami usko pagal kar rahi thi. Usne hilna shuru kiya. Pehle dheere. Phir tez. Har thrust ke saath Neha ki aah nikalti. Raghu ne dekha - Neha ki aankhen band thi. Uske honth halke se khule hue the. Ek dum se Neha ki body tight ho gayi. Usne apni taangein Raghu ki kamar par kasi. Raghu ne tez thrust kiya. Neha ki aankhen khul gayi. Usne chillaya: "Raghu!" Uska badan kaanp raha tha. Chauthi baar jhad chuki thi.

Raghu ne apna sar Neha ke seene par rakha. Dono ki saansen ek saath mil rahi thi. Ek pal ki chup thi. Phir Neha ne kaha: "Kal... main tumhare saath aaungi." Raghu ne sar hila. "Nahi. Khatarnaak hai." Neha ne Raghu ka chehra pakda. "Tumhare saath har khatre ka saamna karungi."
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