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Dosto, main aapka pyara Sharad ek baar phir aapke saamne ek nayi kahani ke saath haazir hoon.
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Is kahani ko maine hi likha hai toh nayak main hi hoon. Meri bahu ka naam Mariyam aur bete ka naam Sumit rakha hai.
Toh kahani shuru karta hoon.
Meri patni ko guzare hue abhi koi do saal ho chuke the. Pichhle saal hi maine apni beti ki shaadi ek achhe khase parivaar mein kar di thi. Lekin dikkat uski vidaai se shuru ho gayi. Ab sawal yeh tha ki khana kaise banega, kaun banayega.
Bahut vichar karne ke baad ek khana banane wale rasoiye ko rakh liya. Beti ke jaane ke baad ghar mein sab kuch uthal-puthal ho chuka tha. Hum log (main aur mera beta Sumit) na time par khana khaate the aur na hi hum dono ka mann lagta tha.
Phir kuch din baad meri saali Sahiba aayi aur ghar ki haalat dekh kar mujhse aur Sumit se boli ki Sumit ko shaadi kar leni chahiye. Kyunki Sumit achha khaasa kama raha tha aur parivaar ki zimmedari achhe se nibha raha tha, toh mujhe koi aapatti nahi thi aur Sumit bhi maan gaya.
Toh meri saali Namrata ne Sumit se kaha – “Sumit, agar teri koi girlfriend ho toh bata de, usi se shaadi kara denge. Jeejaji ko isme koi problem nahi hai.”
Lekin Sumit ne ulta apni mausi par hi bharosa jatate hue bola ki woh jis bhi ladki se shaadi karne ko kahegi, woh usi se shaadi kar lega. Bas woh is ghar ka dhyaan rakhe aur ho sakta hai usko apne ghar jaane ka zyada mauka na mile.
Agle chhe mahine mein meri saali apni saheli Ayesha ki beti Mariyam ka rishta lekar aayi. Mariyam Sumit ko bhi bahut achhi lagi.
Mariyam bala ki khubsurat hai – husn ki pari, Urvashi Rautela jaisi. Mariyam ne bhi hamare ghar ki paristhitiyon se saamajsy baithane ka vaada kiya tha. Itni sundar ladki paakar humne dharm ka vichar bhi nahi kiya.
Phir ek din Mariyam hamare ghar ki bahu ban kar ghar ki chaukhat paar karke andar aa gayi. Uske aane se ghar mein charon taraf khushiyan hi khushiyan thi. Mariyam ne mano poore ghar ko khushiyon se bhar diya tha. Sumit ke chehre ki raunak badh gayi thi.
Meri pyari bahu mera bahut achhe se dhyaan rakhti thi. Kaise do saal beet gaye, pata hi nahi chala.
Magar anahoni kab ho jaati hai, pata hi nahi chalta. Ek subah Sumit apne kaam par chala gaya. Main nashta karne ke baad aaram kar raha tha aur shayad bahu apna kaam niptaane ke baad nahaane gayi thi.
Tabhi pata nahi mujhe kya hua ki ekdum se main kursi se neeche gir pada aur lagbhag achet ho gaya.
‘Dhamm’ ki awaaz sunkar Mariyam daudi aayi – “Kya hua Papa ji? Kya hua Papa ji?”
Mujhe yaad hai ki meri aankhein bojhhal ho rahi thi. Tabhi Mariyam ne mera sir apni god mein rakh liya aur Sumit ko call laga kar meri sthiti se avagat karaya.
Lekin mere nathuno mein Mariyam ke jism se aati hui bhini-bhini khushbu sama rahi thi aur uske baalon se rishte hue paani ki boondein mere upar gir rahi thi.
Tabhi achanak se mujhe ulti ho gayi. Mariyam thoda aur ghabraate hue mere upar jhuk gayi aur iskaaran uske doodh mere chehre aur muh se touch kar rahe the. Ek ke baad ek, do ulti mujhe ho gayi. Mariyam ne jo kapde pehne hue the woh kharab ho gaye.
Isi beech Sumit aa gaya. Woh bhi pareshan ho gaya. Aate hi usne mujhe sambhala aur Mariyam ko kapde change karne ke liye bola.
Is beech mujhe thoda sa hosh aane laga. Sumit phusphusaate hue Mariyam se bola – “Jao jaldi se apne kapde change karo. Agar Papa ko hosh aa gaya aur tumhe aise gown mein dekh lete toh?”
Jawab mein Mariyam ne kaha – “Main kya karti Sumit? Achanak Papa gir pade toh main kya karti?”
Na chahte hue bhi maine adkhuli aankhon se Mariyam ko dekha. Woh ek peeli color ki jheeni si gown pehne hue thi jismein se uska nanga badan jhaank raha tha. Woh jab wapas jaane lagi toh uske chootad hil rahe the.
Is beech Sumit ne mujhe achhe se sambhala aur hosh mein aane ke baad mera haal-chaal lete hue bola – “Papa, agar zyada tabiyat kharab ho toh doctor ke paas chalte hain?”
Maine usko mana kar diya. Tab tak Mariyam bhi wapas aa chuki thi. Uski nazrein thodi jhuki hui thi. Main uski jhuki hui nazron ka kaaran samajh sakta tha.
Baatein aayi-gayi ho gayi aur phir din beetne lage.
Kuch samay beetne ke baad ek din phir mujhe usi tarah ka daura pada aur main zameen par girne wala hi tha ki Mariyam ne mera poora bojh apne upar le liya aur mujhe sambhaal liya. Woh Sumit ko phone karne wali hi thi ki maine usko rok diya.
Magar woh kahan maanne wali thi… mere laakh mana karne ke baad bhi Mariyam ne Sumit ko phone laga diya. Sumit ek baar phir meri wajah se haafte-kaampte ghar aa gaya aur zid karke mujhe hospital le gaya jahaan mujhe do din ke liye bharti kar diya.
Do din tak meri pyari bahu ne mujhe ek pal bhi nahi chhoda. Ghar aane ke baad bhi woh mere saath lagi rahi.
Ab chunki meri nazar uske prati badal chuki thi toh uska har ek sparsh mujhe achha lagta tha. Uttejana ki ek alag si anubhuti hoti thi.
Is darmiyan ek baar bhi maine Sumit ke baare mein nahi socha ki Mariyam uski biwi hai, na ki meri. Main laakh apne aapko samjhaane ki koshish karta par shayad main vasna ke abhibhoot andha ho chuka tha aur mujhe kuch achha-bura samajh nahi aa raha tha.
Khair, Mariyam kya soch rahi thi mujhe nahi maalum, lekin is samay ek patni ki hi tarah woh meri dekhbhaal kar rahi thi aur uski is seva se main jaldi hi recover ho gaya.
Phir ek din woh bhi aaya jahaan se cheezein badalne wali thi.
Sumit ke office jaane ke baad Mariyam mere aur apne liye chai lekar aayi aur mujhe dete hue boli – “Papa ji, ek baat poochhun?”
“Haan poochho?” maine kaha.
Mariyam phir boli – “Papa ji, sach-sach batana.”
Jab usne yeh ‘sach-sach’ shabd bola toh mere dil ki dhadkan badhne lagi. Apni dhadkano par kaabu karte hue main bola – “Haan-haan bol beta, sach hi sach bataunga.”
Mariyam – “Doctor ne bola hai ki aap bahut sochte hain.”
Main – “Nahi beta, aisi koi baat nahi hai.”
Woh apne haath mein mera haath lete hue boli – “Papa, abhi aapne sach bolne ka vaada kiya hai.”
Main – “Lekin beta, aisi koi baat nahi hai.”
Woh thoda tunakte hue boli – “Koi baat nahi hai Papa, mat bataaiye. Ab main aapse baat nahi karungi.”
Baat haath se na fisle, isliye maine mauka jaane dena uchit nahi samjha.
Main – “Nahi aisi koi baat nahi hai, lekin tum zid kar rahi ho toh main bata deta hoon, par meri shart hai.”
“Kya?” Mariyam ne mujhe dekhte hue kaha.
Main – “Pehle vaada karo ki main jo tumko bataunga woh tum Sumit ya anya kisi se kabhi bhi nahi bataogi aur na hi mujhse baat karna band karogi. Haan, chahe toh tum mujhse naraaz reh sakti ho.”
Mariyam – “Hmmm…”
Kahate hue usne apni ungli apni thudi par rakhi aur kuch der tak sochne ki mudra mein rahi aur phir boli – “Theek hai.”
Main – “Tumhe yaad hai jab main pehli baar behosh hua tha toh tumne mere sir ko apni god mein rakh liya tha?”
Mariyam – “Haan mujhe yaad hai Papa ji!”
Main – “Bas woh scene main abhi tak nahi bhula pa raha hoon. Aur Sumit ne jab tumse kapde badalne ke liye kaha tha toh maine tumhe jaate hue dekh liya tha. Tab se wohi scene mere dimag mein chhaya hua hai. Main bas ek baar usi dress mein, tumko usi avastha mein dekhna chahta hoon. Aur chahta hoon ki tum ek baar usi tarah se mere sir ko apni god mein le lo.”
Mariyam ek jhatke se uthi.
Mere muh se turant “Sorry” nikla aur maine apne kaan pakad liye.
Lekin woh meri taraf bina dekhe chali gayi. Meri itni bhi himmat nahi thi ki main use rok loon.
Main apne aapko koshte hue wapas apne bed par let gaya. Meri aankhon mein aansu aa gaye the – “Yeh maine kya kar diya… main apne hi ghar mein apni hi bahu ko buri nazar se dekh raha tha.”
Kahin dil ke kone mein dar bhi tha ki Mariyam Sumit ko bata degi.
Isi glani ne kaafi der tak mujhe ghera hua tha.
Magar koi aadhe ghante ke baad mere sir par Mariyam ka haath mujhe mehsoos hua. Phir usne aankhon par haath rakh diya.
Usne mujhe uthaate hue kaha – “Papa, apni aankhein mat kholiyega.”
Kah kar usne mera sir apni god mein rakh liya. Uske jism se wohi khushbu aa rahi thi.
Maine aankhein kholna chahi toh meri aankhon ke upar apne haath ko rakh kar woh boli – “Aankh mat kholiyega, mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.”
Main – “Thank you beta.”
Maine ek aah bharte hue kaha – “Tumhari sugandh mere nathuno mein bhar gayi, kitni maadak hai yeh!”
Phir woh meri taraf halki si jhuki. Usne ek halki si saans kheench aur apni chhati ka dabav mere sir ke upar dene lagi. Theek us din wala ehsaas aane laga tha. Uske mulayam-mulayam doodh ka dabav mere upar tha.
Main bas apni aankhein band kiye uske jism se aati hui sugandh ka anand le raha tha jabki Mariyam mere chehre ko sahla rahi thi.
Kuch der baad boli – “Papa, ab main jaaun? Aapke liye chai nashta bhi banana hai… hmm?”
Main – “Mann toh nahi kar raha mera, par rokunga bhi nahi.”
Mariyam – “Aankhein mat kholiyega.”
Woh mere sir ko hatane ka yatna karti… usse pehle hi maine apna sir hata diya aur side karwat le li.
Mariyam – “Papa, please aankhein mat kholiyega.”
Main – “Theek hai, par ek shart hai.”
Meri himmat khulne lagi thi aur mujhe maza bhi aane laga tha. Shayad yeh maza usko bhi aa raha tha.
Woh bed se utarte hue boli – “Kya shart hai?”
Main – “Jab wapas aana toh inhi kapdon mein aana.”
Mariyam – “Papa, ab aap shaitani kar rahe hain.”
Woh kahate hue rasoi ki taraf chal di aur main usi tarah kankhiyon se use dekh raha tha.
Matlab Mariyam ko bhi paraye mard ka maza lena tha isliye usne meri baat rakh li thi. Woh matakte hue chal rahi thi, jisse uski gaand pendulum ki tarah upar-neeche ho rahi thi.
Waise toh sex mein main bahut hi ganda tha. Main aur meri biwi chudai ke time kisi cheez se parhez nahi karte the. Lekin uske is duniya se jaane ke kaaran meri zindagi veeran ho chuki thi.
Biwi ko chodte time uski cheekh jab nikalti thi toh mujhe aur maza aata tha. Lekin Mariyam meri bahu thi aur usse filhaal mujhe bahut dheere-dheere aur maze ke saath khulna hoga taaki woh bina jhijhak mujhse apni chudai karwane ke liye bole.
Jab woh meri nazron se ojhal ho gayi toh main uske yauvan ke baare mein sochne laga. Jab woh matakte hue ja rahi thi toh kitni mast lag rahi thi. Yahi sex feeling soch kar mere lund mein tanav aane laga tha.
Kuch der baad hi Mariyam chai ke saath kamre mein aayi aur apni khanakti hui awaaz mein boli – “Papaji, chai.”
Maine turant hi apni aankhein kholi. Meri aankhein phati ki phati hi reh gayi.
Kya yauvan paaya tha Mariyam ne… abhi bhi kacchi kali hi nazar aa rahi thi. Meri nazar uski taraf se hat hi nahi rahi thi. Uski tani hui chuchiyan, uske chuchuk, yoni… sab spashtata ke saath mujhe dikhayi pad rahe the.
Woh meri taraf chai ka pyala badhate hue boli – “Papaji, mann bhar kar dekh lijiye, magar iske aage ab main kuch nahi karungi.”
Main – “Nahi beta, mujhe isi mein anand praapt ho raha hai.”
Maine chai ka pyala lete hue uski taraf dekh kar kaha – “Bahut hi sundar ang hain tumhare… Sumit ki toh lottery hi nikal gayi.”
Mariyam – “Haan, aaj aapne bhi us lottery mein haath daal liya hai.”
Hum dono saath mein chai peete rahe, phir woh uthi aur ghar ke baaki kaam niptane lagi aur saath hi usne apne kapde bhi change kar liye.
Is tarah teen din beet gaye lekin baat aage badh nahi pa rahi thi. Pata nahi woh meri pariksha le rahi thi ya vaastav mein nahi chahti thi ki uske aage kuch ho.
Soch mein pad gaya tha main. Karun toh kya karun? Mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha tha.
Isi udhedbun mein tha main.
Aane wale din mein uska janamdin tha aur mujhe is din ka poora faayda uthana tha.
Kya main aisa kar paaya?
Kahani ke agle bhaag mein aapko batata hoon.
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