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UPDATE- 157

Raj—aap ko garam kar ke thandi bhaga raha hu…

Malti—chhod na raj…mat kar..ye sab..

Raj—maa, kya hum ab bhi suhagrat nahi mana sakte …?

Maa ne meri baat ka koi jawab nahi diya to maine maa ko apni baho me bhar liya…iss bar maa ne koi virodh nahi kiya… balki chupchap mujhse chipak gayi

Ab aage……

Maa ki taraf se koi virodh na hote dekh kar maine apne unki pith par rakh ke sahlane laga..sath hi sath maa ke gaali bhi chumta ja raha tha…lekin maa bas chupchap baithi thi ankhe band kiye meri god me…mere hath pith ko sahlate sahlate dhire dhire kamar ki taraf niche jane lage..aur phir kuch hi der me vo maa ki khoob phooli huyi gadrayi gaand tak pahuch gaye.

Main dhire dhire unke dono chutad ko saree ke upar se hi halke halke dabane laga…unke chutad saree ke upar se hi chhune me aise lag rahe the jaise ki ruyi se bane huye do bade bade gubbare ho….maa ki gaand ka sparsh hi itna anand dayak tha ki uska shabdo me varnan karna mushkil hai…

Sansar ki lagbhag 200 prajatiyo me se kewal manav prajati ko hi abhar yukt gola kaar chutado ki saugat mili hai…chutado ka vikas tabhi aarambh hua jab se manav do pairo wala bana aur sidha ho kar chalne laga.

Chutado ka akaar ek sashakt kamoddeepak yaani ki purusho ki chudas badhane me mahatvapurn naari ang ki bhumika nibhata hai…bhari bharkam chutad kisi aurat ke adhik janan kshamta ko darshata hai..prachin kal me sab se khubsurat ladki vahi mani jati thi jiski kamar ki naap (inch me), uske pichle janam din ki age ke barabar hoti thi…matlab ki jitni patli kamar hogi, chutad utne hi choude dikhenge.

Aisa hi kuch maa ka bhi tha…unki kamar jyada moti nahi thi lekin chutad khoob phoole, ekdam gol matol, mulayam aur choude the…maa ke chutado ko jaise hi maine dabaya to mann machal utha..aur shayad iska andaza lund ko bhi ho gaya jisse vo bhi turant harkat karte huye sir utha kar khada ho gaya.

Maa ko jab iska ehsaas hua to vah apni ankhe khol kar meri taraf dekhne lagi…maine turant hi unke hotho par ek pyara sa chumban jad diya.to unhone phir se apna sir jhuka liya aur mere hatho ko apni gaand se hatane lagi.

Malti—mat kar raj…ye sab mat kar..

Raj—tumhe bura laga maa…? Ya phir tum ab bhi apne aap ko meri biwi nahi manti…? Agar aisa hai to saaf saaf kah do maa.. main phir dubara kuch nahi karunga aap ke sath kabhi bhi…

Malti—raj…iss samay mera mann ashant hai…mere bhitar jwar bhata umad raha hai…main aisi halat me nahi hu ki sahi galat ka nirnay kar saku….mere dimag me to bas tere baap ki kartoote aur unki bewafayi hi ghum rahi hai iss samay… mujhe samajhne ki koshish kar raj..

Raj—to aap uss admi ko bhul kyo nahi jati…? Kya main apka pati nahi hu…? Kya mera aap ke tan aur mann par koi adhikar nahi hai... ?

Malti—tere mere beech ye rishta to abhi bana hai...lekin jo rishta mera pahle se tha usko itni asani se kaise bhul jau.. ? ye itna saral nahi hai raj, jitna ki tu samajh raha hai…mujhe thoda samay de iss naye rishte ko samajhne ke liye.. iss rishte me dhalne se pahle mujhe bahut kuch sochna hai…tu ye baat nahi samajhega kyon ki tu ek mard hai, lekin main to ek aurat hu…apne khandan ki izzat hu, aur char char bachcho ki maa bhi hu…

Raj—theek hai maa…jaisi tumhari ichcha....sorry mujhse galti ho gayi…

Maine apne hath maa ki gaand se hata liye…iske baad maa iss rishte ko le kar samaaj aur duniyadari ki baate karti rahi aur main chupchap ankhe band kar ke sunta raha.

Malti—raj, tu kuch bol kyo nahi raha hai... ?

Raj (udas)—nahi maa, sun raha hu....aap bolo..

Malti (sir ko chum kar)—naraz ho gaya phir se... ?

Raj (nam ankhe)—nahi maa...

Malti—phir teri ankhe geeli kyo hain…?

Raj—kuch nahi maa….

Malti—main janti hu..tu mujhse isliye naraz hai na ki maine tujhe aage badhne se rok diya..yahi na……raj, main ek bar tere baap se dhokha kha chuki hu…vo bhi hamesha yahi kahta tha ki main tumse bahut pyar karta hu…par hua kya….? Par ab dhokha nahi khana chahti.

Raj—theek hai maa…jab aapko mera pyar bhi apne uss pati ke jaisa hi lagta hai to koi baat hi nahi hai….aap tension mat lo..ab main aapke sath koi aisi vaisi harkat nahi karunga….

Malti—achcha sun…mujhe na phir se lagi hai…

Raj—yahi kinare baith ke kar lo maa....

Malti—raat ki baat alag thi, tab andhera tha…lekin ab subah ho gayi hai..

Raj—aap pareshan na ho…jab mera koi haq hi nahi hai dekhne ka to main nahi dekhunga…

Malti (mushkura kar)—teri bekarari dekh kar mujhe to aisa nahi lagta…aur phir tujhe sunayi bhi to dega hi na…?

Raj—theek hai…main dusri taraf muh kar ke kaan me ungli daal leta hu…ab khush….

Malti—phir agar tune palat ke kaan se ungli nikal kar dekha to…?

Raj—theek hai….jab aap ko vishwash nahi hai to main ped se niche utar jata hu..jab aap kar lo to bata dena..

Malti (ghabra kar)—are nahi…yahi baith….aur sun mera hath pakad ke rakhna..mujhe yaha ped ke upar darr lagta hai..

Raj—theek hai…lekin pahle apna rumal do…main apne kaan me ghused leta hu jisse kuch sunayi hi na de…

Malti—aise hi rahne de…raat me to sun hi chuka hai…aur itna sab raat bhar me ho jane ke baad agar dubara sun lega to kya farak padta hai….bas mera hath pakade rahna…

Iske baad main maa ka ek hath pakad ke dusri taraf dekhne laga….maa ne ek bar mujhe dekha aur phir dhire se apni saree upar kar ke mootne ki koshish karne lagi…agle hi pal maa ki bur se seeti bajne ki madhur dhwani mere kano me goonj uthi…maa mootte huye meri taraf gardan ghuma ke dekhne lagi..magar main to unki taraf dekh hi nahi raha tha.

Maa mujhe dekhte huye kuch sochne lagi aur tabhi achanak se maa ka pair slip ho gaya..aur unke muh se jor se cheekh nikal gayi…achcha hua ki maine maa ka ek hath pakad rakha tha…maa ke slip hote hi main bhi unki taraf jor se jhatka kha kar gir gaya…kintu ped se niche girne se pahle hi mere hath me ek daali pakad me aa gayi jisko maine jor se pakad liya.

Malti (chilla kar)—aaaaaa……raaajjjjjj

Maa ab ped se niche jhul rahi thi….agar maine unka hath nahi pakda hota to vo sidhe khayi me girti….main maa ko upar khichne laga jisme mujhe bahut dikkat ho rahi thi kyon ki jis hath se maine maa ko pakad rakha tha usme hi plaster bandha hua tha.

Raj—chinta mat karo maa….kuch nahi hoga aapko….mere jeete ji..main kuch nahi hone dunga….

Maa ko upar khichte huye mere hath me bahut dard hone laga tha, jiske karan unke hath par se meri pakad kamjor hoti ja rahi thi…ye dekh kar maine apne dono pairo ko ek daali par lapet liya aur apna dusra hath bhi niche latka ke maa ke dusre hath ko pakad liya aur phir apni poori taqat se upar khichne laga.

Thodi bahut mashakkat ke baad akhir maine maa ko upar khich hi liya…upar aate hi vo mujhse lipat kar rone lagi..maine maa ko samjha bujha kar shant kiya…lekin mere hath me ab khud bhi dard ho raha tha fracture ke karan.

Raj—thank god…aap bach agyi…ro mat maa…maine kaha na ki mere hote huye aap ko kuch nahi hoga…lekin aap niche giri kaise…?

Malti (chumte huye)—mujhe maaf kar de raj….mujhe nahi malum tha ki tu mujhe itna chahta hai…apni jaan ki bhi parwah nahi ki tune….maine tere baap ke chakkar me tere pyar par bhi shaq kiya…shayad ye uska hi natiza hai….mujhe maaf kar de rajjj..

Raj—maine jo kiya vo mera farz tha ..isme mafi kyo maang rahi ho..

Malti—tune to apna farz nibhane me ek pal ki deri nahi ki aur na hi socha…lekin main khud ko teri biwi hone ka vada kar ke bhi apna farz nahi nibha payi…mujhe maaf kar dena…ab se tu jo chahega vahi hoga…tu jo kahega main vahi karungi… bas tu apne papa ki tarah mera hath kabhi mat chhodna…

Raj—main vada karta hu maa…chahe poori duniya mera sath chhod de…par main aap ka hath nahi chhodunga…bas aap har kadam par mera sath deti rahna aur mujh par bharosa rakhna..

Malti—main vada karti hu…

Raj—aao baith jao...sab theek hai ab...

Maa meri god me baith kar seene se chipak gayi…main bas ek tak maa ko dekhne laga…mere mann me uss samay koi galat vichar nahi tha..agar thi to bas unko sahi salamat bacha pane ka mann me santosh.

Malti—raj

Raj—hmmm

Malti—vo …vo…tu jo…manana…chahta tha…

Raj—kya…

Malti—vo …jo tu…thodi der pahle kar raha tha..na…vo kar na…

Raj—ohhh…to abhi aapka mootna nahi hua hai…theek hai, main apna muh ghuma leta hu…aap kar lo..

Malti—main uski baat nahi kar rahi hu raj..

Raj—to phir... ?

Malti—vo...jo tu uske pahle kar kar raha tha....

Raj (sochte huye)—uske pahle ..kar raha tha.. ! kya aap ke mootne ke pahle…?

Malti—hmmm

Raj—uske pahle to aap bol rahi thi aur main chupchap sun raha tha…aap bolo, main phir sun lunga..

Malti—nahi..uske pahle jo kar raha tha…vahi kar na

Raj—uske pahle to main kuch bhi to nahi kar raha tha…haan yaad aaya…uske pahle aap meri tulna apne mare huye pati se kar rahi thi..

Malti (chidhte huye)—vo nahi…balki vo…jo karne se maine tumhe rok diya tha aur..jiske karan tum mujhse naraz bhi ho gaye the..

Raj—mujhe yaad nahi aa raha hai maa…

Malti (chhati me ek mukka dhire se maar kar)—vahi jo…tu kab se manana chahta tha mere sath….

Raj—kya...suhagrat.... ?

Malti (sharma kar)--hmmm

Raj—nahi...main ab kuch nahi manana chahta.....aap khush raho..bas..

Malti (meri ankho me dekhte huye)—kyo, ab tera mann nahi kar raha mere sath vo manane ka…?

Raj—chhodo maa…jab aap dil se khud ko meri biwi manti hi nahi to iss baat ka koi matlab nahi hai..

Malti—tab main tere pyar ko samajh nahi payi thi…par ab samajh gayi hu…

Raj—to ab aap kya chahti ho…?

Malti—isse pahle ki mera mann phir se samaaj aur duniyadari me bhatke …main chahti hu ki tu usse pahle hi mere tan, mere mann aur meri aatma par apne pyar ki mohar laga de....jisse main kabhi bhatak hi na pauu..

Raj (shocked)—maa, kya tum sach me chahti ho ..ki main aap ke sath…vo sab karu..? mera matlab ki suhagrat…?

Malti—hmmm…iske liye apni biwi se permission thode hi na li jati hai…ye to har pati ka adhikar hota hai apni biwi ke sath manane ka…main ab tann aur mann se tumhari biwi banna chahti hu…

Raj—to kya…main aap ke sath vo sab bhi kar sakta hu…?

Malti—hmmmm….sab kuch..

Raj—main aap ke sath jo chahe karu…aap rokogi to nahi…mujhe sab kuch karne dogi na..jo bhi main karna chahu…?

Malti (na me gardan hilate huye)—uuuuunnnhhhuuuun….

Raj—vo..maa…maine kabhi kiya nahi hai…..to aap mujhe kya aur kaise karna hai, sab batati rahna..

Malti—sachchi nahi malum…kuch bhi…?

Raj—aur nahi to kya... ? kya main aapse jhuth bolunga... ? mujhe to ye bhi nahi malum ki vo sab kaise karte hain..?

Malti—to meri kasam kha ke bol kuch nahi malum…?

Raj—isme kasam ki kya baat hai maa…sachchi ye meri pahli suhagrat hai…bas thoda bahut jo mere dosto ne bataya, utna hi janta hu..lekin kabhi kisi ki nahi dekhi aaj tak..sachchi..

Malti—koun dost..vahi amtul aur siraj…?

Raj—amtul aur siraj bhar hi nahi maa, balki iron man, jitu aur raghuhalkal bhi...ye sabhi to kabhi bhi kahi bhi aur kisi ke bhi sath shuru ho jate hain.....vo kahte hain ki hamari to har raat suhagraat hoti hai aur har din suhagdin...ab tumhi batao maa, bhala aisa bhi kabhi hota hai ki har raat suhagrat hoti ho... ? itna hi nahi maa, vo siraj hai na...pata hai ek bar usne kya kiya...hum sab raat me ek party me gaye the...vaha hamare bagal me hi ek aurat kursi me baithe lolypop chus rahi thi ki tabhi light chali gayi...aur iss mouke ka fayda utha kar siraj ne usko apna vo chusa diya...andhere me vo aurat lolypop samajh kar chusti rahi...jab light aayi to uske husband ne khoob gaaliya di apni biwi ko....hihihi

Malti—chhee..chhee...aisa karte hain vo log.. ? aur tum to unke sahab ho..tum bhi jarur gaye hoge unke sath apna muh kala karne...

Raj—ab tumhe mere upar vishwash hi nahi hai to main kya karu…main to kab se bata raha hu ki maine aaj tak kisi ki dekhi bhi nahi…..aap agar naraz nahi hogi to aaj pahli bar .a.a.p…k.i dekhunga……dekhne dogi na maa, aap mujhe apni vo…?

Malti (sharma kar)—hmmmm....ab to mera jo bhi hai...sab kuch tera hi hai..

Maa ki baat sunte hi mera mann khushi se jhum utha…maine maa ko kas ke apni baho me jakad liya…vo bhi ek nayi naveli dulhan ki bhanti sharmate huye apna chehra meri chhati me chhupa liya.