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Ajnabi Parivaar
Update: 01
Introduction:
Ek ajeeb sa ghar. Sheher se door, sunsaan ilaqe mein. Bahar se dekhne mein bilkul aam sa — do manzila, safed deewarein, neeli khidkiyan. Lekin andar ek aisi duniya basi thi jiska haqeeqat se koi talluq nahi tha.
Is ghar mein chhe log rehte the. Chhe ajnabi. Lekin unhe lagta tha ki woh ek khandan hain. Maa, beti, behnein, bhai. Unki yaadein reset kar di gayi thi. Unke dimaag mein nayi jaankari bhar di gayi thi. Unhe yeh bhi nahi pata tha ki woh asal mein kaun hain.
Aur is ghar ke khane mein, chupke se, ek aisi cheez mili rehti thi jo unke jism ki aag ko rozana bhadkati thi. Unhe pata nahi tha. Bas mehsoos karte the — ek ajeeb si bechaini, ek ajeeb si garmi, ek ajeeb si pyaas jo kabhi bujhti nahi thi.
Yeh kahani unhi chhe logon ki hai. Unki bhooli bisri yaadon ki. Unki dabi hui khwahishon ki. Unki chhupi hui mohabbaton ki.
Character:
Shahnaz (38 saal): Maa. Yahi jaankari uske dimaag mein bhari gayi thi ki woh is ghar ki maa hai. Woh sabse badi hai. Sab uska khayal rakhte hain. Lekin uske andar bhi wohi aag hai jo baqi sab mein hai. Uski umar nahi dhal rahi, balki jaise ruki hui ho. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si gehrai hai, jaise woh kuch dhundh rahi ho jo use khud nahi pata.
Gulnaz (29 saal): Sabse badi beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Woh Shahnaz ki beti hai. Woh Sameer ki badi behan hai, baqi ladkiyon ki chhoti behan. Lekin asal mein uska inme se kisi se koi rishta nahi tha. Woh ek ajnabi thi. Uski jawani apni poori shabab par thi — thirakta hua jism, gehri aankhein, aur ek aisi khamoshi jo kabhi kabhi cheekh ban jaati thi.
Mahapara (26 saal): Doosri beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Shahnaz ki beti, Gulnaz se chhoti, Tabasum se badi. Woh sabse khoobsurat thi — ya yun kahiye ki uski khoobsurti sabse alag thi. Uski chaal mein ek ajeeb si ravani thi, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak. Woh kam bolti thi, lekin uski khamoshi bhi bahut kuch keh jaati thi.
Tabasum (25 saal): Teesri beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Shahnaz ki beti. Woh sabse sharmili thi. Uski aankhein hamesha jhuki rehti theen. Lekin jab woh uth-ti theen, to unmein ek aisi aag dikhti thi jo sabko hairat mein daal deti thi. Woh apne aap mein hi khoyi rehti thi, jaise kisi aur duniya mein.
Mehreen (18 saal): Sabse chhoti beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Shahnaz ki beti, Sameer se badi behan. Woh abhi abhi jawaan hui thi. Uski jawani phool ki tarah khil rahi thi — naazuk, khoobsurat, masoom. Lekin uski masoomiyat ke peeche ek ajeeb si bechaini thi jo use khud bhi samajh nahi aati thi.
Sameer (18+): Sabse chhota. Ek hi beta. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi ki woh Shahnaz ka beta hai, in paanchon behnon ka bhai. Lekin asal mein woh bhi ek ajnabi tha. Woh abhi poora jawaan bhi nahi hua tha, lekin uski umar ke hisaab se uski mardangi pehle hi jaag chuki thi. Use samajh nahi aata tha ki kyun. Bas mehsoos karta tha.
Ghar Ka Mahaul:
Ghar bada tha. Chhe kamre, ek bada sa drawing room, ek kitchen, ek dining room. Khidkiyon se dhoop andar aati thi, lekin dhoop bhi ajeeb si lagti thi — jaise andar ghus kar tham gayi ho. Ghar mein sab kuch tha — khana, peena, kapde, kitaabein, television. Kahin jaane ki zaroorat nahi thi. Bahar ki duniya se koi talluq nahi tha.
Har subah, dining table par naashta laga rehta tha. Kisi ne rakha hota tha — lekin kaun, yeh kisi ko nahi pata tha. Bas khana wahin hota tha. Garam, taaza. Aur har khaane mein kuch mila hota tha. Kuch aisa jo unhe pata nahi tha, lekin unke jism jaante the.
Viagra.
Medical research team ne is ghar ke khane mein viagra mila rakha tha. Rozana. Har waqt. Nashte mein, dopahar ke khane mein, raat ke khane mein. Paani mein bhi. Taaki in chhe logon ki jism ki aag kabhi bujhe nahi.
Aur woh aag rozana bhadakti thi.
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EPISODE 1: SUBAH KI BEKAARARI
Subah ka waqt tha. Dhoop khidkiyon se andar aa rahi thi. Ghar ke andar ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi — lekin woh khamoshi poori tarah khaamosh nahi thi. Usmein ek ajeeb si sarsarahat thi, ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.
Shahnaz, jo is ghar ki maa thi, kitchen mein thi. Uski umar 38 saal thi, lekin uska jism abhi bhi jawaan tha. Uski chhaati bhaari thi, uski kamar mein abhi bhi lachak thi. Usne naashta taiyaar kiya tha — ande, bread, chaay. Aur naashte mein wohi cheez mili hui thi jo use pata nahi thi. Uski ungliyaan tharthara rahi theen. Uski saans tej thi. Uski taangon ke darmiyaan ek ajeeb si garmi thi.
"Subah subah," usne apne aap se kaha. "Phir se."
Woh jaanti thi — use kuch ho raha hai. Lekin kya, yeh use pata nahi tha. Bas itna pata tha ki uska jism aag hai. Aur woh aag rozana subah bhadak uthti hai.
Gulnaz apne kamre se baahar aayi. 29 saal ki. Jawaan. Uske baal bikhre hue the. Uski aankhein neend se bhaari theen, lekin unmein wohi bechaini thi jo Shahnaz ki aankhon mein thi. Usne Shahnaz ko kitchen mein dekha.
"Ammi," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Aaj phir wahi mehsoos ho raha hai."
Shahnaz ne apni beti ki taraf dekha. Gulnaz ki chhaati kapdon ke neeche ubhri hui thi. Uski saans tej thi. Shahnaz jaanti thi — Gulnaz ko bhi wohi ho raha hai jo use ho raha hai.
"Pata nahi," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shaayad mausam hai."
Lekin woh jaanti thi — mausam nahi tha.
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Dining table par sab ikattha ho gaye. Chhe log. Shahnaz, Gulnaz, Mahapara, Tabasum, Mehreen, aur Sameer.
Mahapara apni aankhon mein wohi chamak liye baithi thi. Tabasum ki aankhein jhuki hui theen, lekin uski saans tej thi. Mehreen apne hontho ko baar baar chaat rahi thi, jaise use pyaas lagi ho. Sameer ki aankhein neeche theen — use apni mardangi par se kapda hatana pad raha tha. Woh sakht thi. Moti. Lambi. Use pata nahi tha kyun. Bas itna pata tha ki aaj phir se.
"Ammi," Mehreen ne kaha, uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si shikayat thi. "Mujhe garmi lag rahi hai."
"Mujhe bhi," Tabasum ne kaha, aankhein jhukaye hue.
Shahnaz ne sabki taraf dekha. Woh sabki maa thi — kam se kam unhe yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh maa nahi lag rahi thi. Woh khud ek aag thi.
"Khana kha lo," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shaayad kuch thandak pade."
Sab ne khana khaya. Aur jaise hi khana unke pet mein gaya, unki aag aur bhadak gayi. Unhe pata nahi tha ki khane mein kya tha. Bas mehsoos karte the — jaise unke jism ke andar kuch jaag raha ho.
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Nashte ke baad, sab apne apne kamron mein chale gaye.
Mehreen ka kamra sabse chhota tha. Woh apne bistar par let gayi. Uski saans tej thi. Uski chhaati ubhri hui thi. Uski taangon ke darmiyaan garmi thi. Usne apna haath apni chhaati par rakha — uska sira sakht tha. Usne use dheere se chhooa. Ek jhatka sa laga.
"Kya ho raha hai mujhe?" Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha.
Uski umar sirf 18 saal thi. Lekin uska jism use kuch aisa mehsoos karne par majboor kar raha tha jo use samajh nahi aata tha. Usne apni aankhein band kar leen. Uski ungliyaan apni chhaati ke siray ko chhoo rahi theen, dheere dheere.
Tabhi darwaza khula. Tabasum andar aayi.
"Mehreen," Tabasum ne kaha. Uski aankhein aaj uthi hui theen — jhuki nahi theen. Uski saans tej thi. "Mujhe neend nahi aa rahi."
Mehreen ne apni aankhein kholin. "Mujhe bhi nahi."
Tabasum paas aayi. Mehreen ke bistar par baith gayi. Dono behnein theen — kam se kam unhe yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh behnein nahi lag rahi theen. Dono ki aankhon mein wohi aag thi. Dono ki saansein tej theen.
"Kya tumhe bhi wohi mehsoos ho raha hai?" Mehreen ne pucha.
"Kya?" Tabasum ne pucha, haalaanki woh jaanti thi.
"Yeh... garmi. Yeh... bechaini."
Tabasum ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas apna haath Mehreen ke chehre par rakh diya. Mehreen ka gaal garm tha. Tabasum ki ungliyaan Mehreen ke gaal par tehri rahin. Phir Tabasum ne apna chehra Mehreen ke chehre ke kareeb le jaayi.
"Behna," Tabasum ne phusphusa kar kaha. "Mujhe... mujhe..."
Woh apni baat poori nahi kar paayi. Mehreen ne apna munh Tabasum ke munh ke kareeb le jaayi. Dono ke honth ek doosre se chhoote. Pehle ek halka sa sparsh. Phir dono ke honth mil gaye.
Tabasum ki zubaan Mehreen ke munh mein gayi. Mehreen ne apni zubaan Tabasum ki zubaan se lapet li. Dono ek doosre ko choom rahi theen — gehre, pyar se. Unki saansein ek doosre mein mil rahi theen.
Mehreen ka haath Tabasum ki kamar par gaya. Tabasum ka haath Mehreen ki gardan par tha. Dono behnein theen — lekin us waqt woh sirf do jism theen, do aag theen, do bechainiyaan theen.
"Yeh... galat hai..." Tabasum ne kaha, lekin usne apna munh Mehreen ke munh se nahi hataya.
"Pata hai," Mehreen ne jawab diya. "Lekin... ruk nahi sakti."
Dono ne phir se ek doosre ko chooma. Is baar aur gehre. Aur pyar se. Unke haathon ne ek doosre ke jism ko tatolna shuru kar diya.
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Usi waqt, doosre kamre mein, Mahapara apne bistar par akele thi. Uski saans tej thi. Uski narmi bheeg rahi thi. Usne apna haath apni taangon ke darmiyaan le jaayi — uski ungliyaan uski narmi ki pankhudiyon ko chhoo gayin. Woh bheegi hui thi. Garm.
"Aah..." Mahapara ki aankhein band ho gayin.
Uski ungli andar gayi. Andar bahar, andar bahar. Uski narmi sikud rahi thi. Uski saans tej thi. Woh apne aap ko chhoo rahi thi, apni aag ko bujhane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Lekin aag aur bhadak rahi thi.
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui. Gulnaz.
"Mahapara, andar aa sakti hoon?"
Mahapara ne jhat se apna haath hata liya. Uski saans tej thi. Uski narmi abhi bhi bheegi hui thi. "Haan... haan, aao."
Gulnaz andar aayi. Usne Mahapara ke chehre ko dekha — laal, paseene se bheega hua. Uski saans tej thi.
"Kya hua?" Gulnaz ne pucha. "Phir se wohi?"
Mahapara ne sar hilaaya. "Haan. Aaj bahut zyada hai."
Gulnaz paas aayi. Bistar par baith gayi. Usne Mahapara ki aankhon mein dekha. "Mujhe bhi. Subah se."
Dono behnein theen — kam se kam unhe yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh sirf do jism theen.
"Main kuch der tere paas baithti hoon," Gulnaz ne kaha.
Mahapara ne kuch nahi kaha. Gulnaz ne apna haath Mahapara ke baalon mein daal diya. Dheere dheere sehlane lagi. Mahapara ki saans dheemi hone lagi — lekin uski aag nahi bujhi.
"Tumhari saans," Gulnaz ne kaha, "abhi bhi tej hai."
"Tumhari bhi," Mahapara ne jawab diya.
Dono ne ek doosre ki aankhon mein dekha. Phir Gulnaz ne apna chehra Mahapara ke chehre ke kareeb le jaayi. Dono ke honth mile. Pehle halka sa chooma. Phir gehri. Gulnaz ki zubaan Mahapara ke munh mein gayi. Mahapara ne apni zubaan Gulnaz ki zubaan se lapet li.
Dono ek doosre ko choom rahi theen. Apni behnon ki tarah nahi — balki kisi aur ki tarah. Kuch aisa jo unhe yaad nahi tha, lekin unka jism jaanta tha.
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Aur usi waqt, drawing room mein, Sameer akele baitha tha. 18+ saal ka ladka. Uski mardangi sakht thi. Moti thi. Use pata nahi tha ki kyun. Bas itna pata tha ki use kuch karna hai. Lekin kya?
Shahnaz andar aayi. Usne Sameer ko dekha. Uski mardangi kapde ke neeche ubhri hui thi. Shahnaz ki aankhein wahin ruk gayin. Uski saans tej ho gayi.
"Sameer," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Tum theek ho?"
Sameer ne apni maa ki taraf dekha. Uski maa — kam se kam use yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh maa nahi lag rahi thi. Woh ek aurat thi. Ek khoobsurat, jawaan aurat. Uski chhaati ubhri hui thi, uski kamar patli thi, uski aankhon mein wohi aag thi.
"Ammi..." Sameer ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. "Mujhe... mujhe... pata nahi..."
Shahnaz paas aayi. Usne Sameer ke baalon mein haath daal diya. "Mujhe pata hai. Mujhe bhi."
Sameer ne apni maa ki aankhon mein dekha. Shahnaz ne apna chehra Sameer ke chehre ke kareeb le jaayi. "Kisi ko pata nahi chalega," usne phusphusa kar kaha.
"Dekhne mein galat lagta hai... lekin theek hai."
Shahnaz ke honth Sameer ke maathe par gaye. Phir uski aankhon par. Phir uske hontho par.
Maa bete ka rishta — lekin us waqt woh sirf ek mard aur ek aurat the. Unke dimaag mein jo bhi jaankari bhari gayi thi, woh us waqt dhundhli pad gayi thi. Sirf jism the. Sirf aag thi.
Shahnaz ne Sameer ke hontho ko chooma. Sameer ne jawab diya. Dono ek doosre ko choom rahe the.
Phir Shahnaz ne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakh diya. Sakht. Moti. Lambi. Usne use pakad kar upar neeche karna shuru kar diya. Sameer ki saans ruk gayi.
"Ammi..."
"Chup," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Kisi ko pata nahi chalna chahiye."
Update: 01
Introduction:
Ek ajeeb sa ghar. Sheher se door, sunsaan ilaqe mein. Bahar se dekhne mein bilkul aam sa — do manzila, safed deewarein, neeli khidkiyan. Lekin andar ek aisi duniya basi thi jiska haqeeqat se koi talluq nahi tha.
Is ghar mein chhe log rehte the. Chhe ajnabi. Lekin unhe lagta tha ki woh ek khandan hain. Maa, beti, behnein, bhai. Unki yaadein reset kar di gayi thi. Unke dimaag mein nayi jaankari bhar di gayi thi. Unhe yeh bhi nahi pata tha ki woh asal mein kaun hain.
Aur is ghar ke khane mein, chupke se, ek aisi cheez mili rehti thi jo unke jism ki aag ko rozana bhadkati thi. Unhe pata nahi tha. Bas mehsoos karte the — ek ajeeb si bechaini, ek ajeeb si garmi, ek ajeeb si pyaas jo kabhi bujhti nahi thi.
Yeh kahani unhi chhe logon ki hai. Unki bhooli bisri yaadon ki. Unki dabi hui khwahishon ki. Unki chhupi hui mohabbaton ki.
Character:
Shahnaz (38 saal): Maa. Yahi jaankari uske dimaag mein bhari gayi thi ki woh is ghar ki maa hai. Woh sabse badi hai. Sab uska khayal rakhte hain. Lekin uske andar bhi wohi aag hai jo baqi sab mein hai. Uski umar nahi dhal rahi, balki jaise ruki hui ho. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si gehrai hai, jaise woh kuch dhundh rahi ho jo use khud nahi pata.
Gulnaz (29 saal): Sabse badi beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Woh Shahnaz ki beti hai. Woh Sameer ki badi behan hai, baqi ladkiyon ki chhoti behan. Lekin asal mein uska inme se kisi se koi rishta nahi tha. Woh ek ajnabi thi. Uski jawani apni poori shabab par thi — thirakta hua jism, gehri aankhein, aur ek aisi khamoshi jo kabhi kabhi cheekh ban jaati thi.
Mahapara (26 saal): Doosri beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Shahnaz ki beti, Gulnaz se chhoti, Tabasum se badi. Woh sabse khoobsurat thi — ya yun kahiye ki uski khoobsurti sabse alag thi. Uski chaal mein ek ajeeb si ravani thi, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak. Woh kam bolti thi, lekin uski khamoshi bhi bahut kuch keh jaati thi.
Tabasum (25 saal): Teesri beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Shahnaz ki beti. Woh sabse sharmili thi. Uski aankhein hamesha jhuki rehti theen. Lekin jab woh uth-ti theen, to unmein ek aisi aag dikhti thi jo sabko hairat mein daal deti thi. Woh apne aap mein hi khoyi rehti thi, jaise kisi aur duniya mein.
Mehreen (18 saal): Sabse chhoti beti. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi. Shahnaz ki beti, Sameer se badi behan. Woh abhi abhi jawaan hui thi. Uski jawani phool ki tarah khil rahi thi — naazuk, khoobsurat, masoom. Lekin uski masoomiyat ke peeche ek ajeeb si bechaini thi jo use khud bhi samajh nahi aati thi.
Sameer (18+): Sabse chhota. Ek hi beta. Dimag mein yahi jaankari bhari gayi thi ki woh Shahnaz ka beta hai, in paanchon behnon ka bhai. Lekin asal mein woh bhi ek ajnabi tha. Woh abhi poora jawaan bhi nahi hua tha, lekin uski umar ke hisaab se uski mardangi pehle hi jaag chuki thi. Use samajh nahi aata tha ki kyun. Bas mehsoos karta tha.
Ghar Ka Mahaul:
Ghar bada tha. Chhe kamre, ek bada sa drawing room, ek kitchen, ek dining room. Khidkiyon se dhoop andar aati thi, lekin dhoop bhi ajeeb si lagti thi — jaise andar ghus kar tham gayi ho. Ghar mein sab kuch tha — khana, peena, kapde, kitaabein, television. Kahin jaane ki zaroorat nahi thi. Bahar ki duniya se koi talluq nahi tha.
Har subah, dining table par naashta laga rehta tha. Kisi ne rakha hota tha — lekin kaun, yeh kisi ko nahi pata tha. Bas khana wahin hota tha. Garam, taaza. Aur har khaane mein kuch mila hota tha. Kuch aisa jo unhe pata nahi tha, lekin unke jism jaante the.
Viagra.
Medical research team ne is ghar ke khane mein viagra mila rakha tha. Rozana. Har waqt. Nashte mein, dopahar ke khane mein, raat ke khane mein. Paani mein bhi. Taaki in chhe logon ki jism ki aag kabhi bujhe nahi.
Aur woh aag rozana bhadakti thi.
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EPISODE 1: SUBAH KI BEKAARARI
Subah ka waqt tha. Dhoop khidkiyon se andar aa rahi thi. Ghar ke andar ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi — lekin woh khamoshi poori tarah khaamosh nahi thi. Usmein ek ajeeb si sarsarahat thi, ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.
Shahnaz, jo is ghar ki maa thi, kitchen mein thi. Uski umar 38 saal thi, lekin uska jism abhi bhi jawaan tha. Uski chhaati bhaari thi, uski kamar mein abhi bhi lachak thi. Usne naashta taiyaar kiya tha — ande, bread, chaay. Aur naashte mein wohi cheez mili hui thi jo use pata nahi thi. Uski ungliyaan tharthara rahi theen. Uski saans tej thi. Uski taangon ke darmiyaan ek ajeeb si garmi thi.
"Subah subah," usne apne aap se kaha. "Phir se."
Woh jaanti thi — use kuch ho raha hai. Lekin kya, yeh use pata nahi tha. Bas itna pata tha ki uska jism aag hai. Aur woh aag rozana subah bhadak uthti hai.
Gulnaz apne kamre se baahar aayi. 29 saal ki. Jawaan. Uske baal bikhre hue the. Uski aankhein neend se bhaari theen, lekin unmein wohi bechaini thi jo Shahnaz ki aankhon mein thi. Usne Shahnaz ko kitchen mein dekha.
"Ammi," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Aaj phir wahi mehsoos ho raha hai."
Shahnaz ne apni beti ki taraf dekha. Gulnaz ki chhaati kapdon ke neeche ubhri hui thi. Uski saans tej thi. Shahnaz jaanti thi — Gulnaz ko bhi wohi ho raha hai jo use ho raha hai.
"Pata nahi," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shaayad mausam hai."
Lekin woh jaanti thi — mausam nahi tha.
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Dining table par sab ikattha ho gaye. Chhe log. Shahnaz, Gulnaz, Mahapara, Tabasum, Mehreen, aur Sameer.
Mahapara apni aankhon mein wohi chamak liye baithi thi. Tabasum ki aankhein jhuki hui theen, lekin uski saans tej thi. Mehreen apne hontho ko baar baar chaat rahi thi, jaise use pyaas lagi ho. Sameer ki aankhein neeche theen — use apni mardangi par se kapda hatana pad raha tha. Woh sakht thi. Moti. Lambi. Use pata nahi tha kyun. Bas itna pata tha ki aaj phir se.
"Ammi," Mehreen ne kaha, uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si shikayat thi. "Mujhe garmi lag rahi hai."
"Mujhe bhi," Tabasum ne kaha, aankhein jhukaye hue.
Shahnaz ne sabki taraf dekha. Woh sabki maa thi — kam se kam unhe yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh maa nahi lag rahi thi. Woh khud ek aag thi.
"Khana kha lo," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shaayad kuch thandak pade."
Sab ne khana khaya. Aur jaise hi khana unke pet mein gaya, unki aag aur bhadak gayi. Unhe pata nahi tha ki khane mein kya tha. Bas mehsoos karte the — jaise unke jism ke andar kuch jaag raha ho.
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Nashte ke baad, sab apne apne kamron mein chale gaye.
Mehreen ka kamra sabse chhota tha. Woh apne bistar par let gayi. Uski saans tej thi. Uski chhaati ubhri hui thi. Uski taangon ke darmiyaan garmi thi. Usne apna haath apni chhaati par rakha — uska sira sakht tha. Usne use dheere se chhooa. Ek jhatka sa laga.
"Kya ho raha hai mujhe?" Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha.
Uski umar sirf 18 saal thi. Lekin uska jism use kuch aisa mehsoos karne par majboor kar raha tha jo use samajh nahi aata tha. Usne apni aankhein band kar leen. Uski ungliyaan apni chhaati ke siray ko chhoo rahi theen, dheere dheere.
Tabhi darwaza khula. Tabasum andar aayi.
"Mehreen," Tabasum ne kaha. Uski aankhein aaj uthi hui theen — jhuki nahi theen. Uski saans tej thi. "Mujhe neend nahi aa rahi."
Mehreen ne apni aankhein kholin. "Mujhe bhi nahi."
Tabasum paas aayi. Mehreen ke bistar par baith gayi. Dono behnein theen — kam se kam unhe yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh behnein nahi lag rahi theen. Dono ki aankhon mein wohi aag thi. Dono ki saansein tej theen.
"Kya tumhe bhi wohi mehsoos ho raha hai?" Mehreen ne pucha.
"Kya?" Tabasum ne pucha, haalaanki woh jaanti thi.
"Yeh... garmi. Yeh... bechaini."
Tabasum ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas apna haath Mehreen ke chehre par rakh diya. Mehreen ka gaal garm tha. Tabasum ki ungliyaan Mehreen ke gaal par tehri rahin. Phir Tabasum ne apna chehra Mehreen ke chehre ke kareeb le jaayi.
"Behna," Tabasum ne phusphusa kar kaha. "Mujhe... mujhe..."
Woh apni baat poori nahi kar paayi. Mehreen ne apna munh Tabasum ke munh ke kareeb le jaayi. Dono ke honth ek doosre se chhoote. Pehle ek halka sa sparsh. Phir dono ke honth mil gaye.
Tabasum ki zubaan Mehreen ke munh mein gayi. Mehreen ne apni zubaan Tabasum ki zubaan se lapet li. Dono ek doosre ko choom rahi theen — gehre, pyar se. Unki saansein ek doosre mein mil rahi theen.
Mehreen ka haath Tabasum ki kamar par gaya. Tabasum ka haath Mehreen ki gardan par tha. Dono behnein theen — lekin us waqt woh sirf do jism theen, do aag theen, do bechainiyaan theen.
"Yeh... galat hai..." Tabasum ne kaha, lekin usne apna munh Mehreen ke munh se nahi hataya.
"Pata hai," Mehreen ne jawab diya. "Lekin... ruk nahi sakti."
Dono ne phir se ek doosre ko chooma. Is baar aur gehre. Aur pyar se. Unke haathon ne ek doosre ke jism ko tatolna shuru kar diya.
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Usi waqt, doosre kamre mein, Mahapara apne bistar par akele thi. Uski saans tej thi. Uski narmi bheeg rahi thi. Usne apna haath apni taangon ke darmiyaan le jaayi — uski ungliyaan uski narmi ki pankhudiyon ko chhoo gayin. Woh bheegi hui thi. Garm.
"Aah..." Mahapara ki aankhein band ho gayin.
Uski ungli andar gayi. Andar bahar, andar bahar. Uski narmi sikud rahi thi. Uski saans tej thi. Woh apne aap ko chhoo rahi thi, apni aag ko bujhane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Lekin aag aur bhadak rahi thi.
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui. Gulnaz.
"Mahapara, andar aa sakti hoon?"
Mahapara ne jhat se apna haath hata liya. Uski saans tej thi. Uski narmi abhi bhi bheegi hui thi. "Haan... haan, aao."
Gulnaz andar aayi. Usne Mahapara ke chehre ko dekha — laal, paseene se bheega hua. Uski saans tej thi.
"Kya hua?" Gulnaz ne pucha. "Phir se wohi?"
Mahapara ne sar hilaaya. "Haan. Aaj bahut zyada hai."
Gulnaz paas aayi. Bistar par baith gayi. Usne Mahapara ki aankhon mein dekha. "Mujhe bhi. Subah se."
Dono behnein theen — kam se kam unhe yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh sirf do jism theen.
"Main kuch der tere paas baithti hoon," Gulnaz ne kaha.
Mahapara ne kuch nahi kaha. Gulnaz ne apna haath Mahapara ke baalon mein daal diya. Dheere dheere sehlane lagi. Mahapara ki saans dheemi hone lagi — lekin uski aag nahi bujhi.
"Tumhari saans," Gulnaz ne kaha, "abhi bhi tej hai."
"Tumhari bhi," Mahapara ne jawab diya.
Dono ne ek doosre ki aankhon mein dekha. Phir Gulnaz ne apna chehra Mahapara ke chehre ke kareeb le jaayi. Dono ke honth mile. Pehle halka sa chooma. Phir gehri. Gulnaz ki zubaan Mahapara ke munh mein gayi. Mahapara ne apni zubaan Gulnaz ki zubaan se lapet li.
Dono ek doosre ko choom rahi theen. Apni behnon ki tarah nahi — balki kisi aur ki tarah. Kuch aisa jo unhe yaad nahi tha, lekin unka jism jaanta tha.
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Aur usi waqt, drawing room mein, Sameer akele baitha tha. 18+ saal ka ladka. Uski mardangi sakht thi. Moti thi. Use pata nahi tha ki kyun. Bas itna pata tha ki use kuch karna hai. Lekin kya?
Shahnaz andar aayi. Usne Sameer ko dekha. Uski mardangi kapde ke neeche ubhri hui thi. Shahnaz ki aankhein wahin ruk gayin. Uski saans tej ho gayi.
"Sameer," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Tum theek ho?"
Sameer ne apni maa ki taraf dekha. Uski maa — kam se kam use yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt, woh maa nahi lag rahi thi. Woh ek aurat thi. Ek khoobsurat, jawaan aurat. Uski chhaati ubhri hui thi, uski kamar patli thi, uski aankhon mein wohi aag thi.
"Ammi..." Sameer ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. "Mujhe... mujhe... pata nahi..."
Shahnaz paas aayi. Usne Sameer ke baalon mein haath daal diya. "Mujhe pata hai. Mujhe bhi."
Sameer ne apni maa ki aankhon mein dekha. Shahnaz ne apna chehra Sameer ke chehre ke kareeb le jaayi. "Kisi ko pata nahi chalega," usne phusphusa kar kaha.
"Dekhne mein galat lagta hai... lekin theek hai."
Shahnaz ke honth Sameer ke maathe par gaye. Phir uski aankhon par. Phir uske hontho par.
Maa bete ka rishta — lekin us waqt woh sirf ek mard aur ek aurat the. Unke dimaag mein jo bhi jaankari bhari gayi thi, woh us waqt dhundhli pad gayi thi. Sirf jism the. Sirf aag thi.
Shahnaz ne Sameer ke hontho ko chooma. Sameer ne jawab diya. Dono ek doosre ko choom rahe the.
Phir Shahnaz ne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakh diya. Sakht. Moti. Lambi. Usne use pakad kar upar neeche karna shuru kar diya. Sameer ki saans ruk gayi.
"Ammi..."
"Chup," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Kisi ko pata nahi chalna chahiye."
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Chhupe Raaz, Bikharti Hadein:
Ghar mein raat ka waqt tha. Bahar andhera gehra tha, aur khamoshi itni ke dil dhadakne ki awaaz bhi saaf sunai de rahi thi. Ghar ke andar battiyan jal rahi theen — halki, madham roshni, jo har cheez ko ek sunehri chadar mein lapet rahi thi.
Pehli qist mein jo kuch hua tha, usne ghar ki fiza badal di thi. Chhe ajnabi, jin ke dimaghon mein jhooti yaadein bhar di gayi theen, ab apni asliyat se mazeed door hote ja rahe the. Aur unke jismon ki aag, jo khane mein chhupe viagra se rozana bhadakti thi, ab unhein ek doosre ki taraf kheench rahi thi.
Woh nahi jaante the ke unke saath kya ho raha hai. Bas itna jaante the ke unka jism kuch maang raha hai. Kuch aisa jo alfaz mein nahi kaha ja sakta. Kuch aisa jo sirf chhoo kar, mehsoos kar ke, chakh kar hi poora ho sakta tha.
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Shahnaz, artais saal ki aurat jo is ghar ki maa samjhi jaati thi, apne kamre mein akeli thi. Raat ka khana khane ke baad uske jism ki aag pehle se bhi zyada bhadak chuki thi. Use nahi maloom tha ke khane mein kya mila hua hai — use to sirf yeh maloom tha ke uska jism ek ajeeb si bechaini mein mubtala hai.
Uski chhati bhaari ho rahi thi. Uski chhati ke siray sakht thay — pathar ki tarah. Uski tangon ke darmiyan ek ajeeb si nami thi, ek ajeeb si garmi. Usne apni aankhein band keen aur apna haath apni chhati par rakha. Qameez ke kapde ke upar se hi use apni chhati ka ubhaar mehsoos hua.
"Har roz," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Har roz yahi."
Use Sameer ka khayal aaya. Solah saal ka ladka jise woh apna beta samajhti thi. Aaj subah drawing room mein jo hua tha, woh uske zehan mein baar baar ghoom raha tha. Usne Sameer ke hothon ko chooma tha. Usne Sameer ki mardangi ko apne haath mein le kar upar neeche kiya tha.
"Yeh ghalat hai," usne apne aap se kaha. Lekin phir bhi, uske jism ki aag kam nahi hui.
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Isi waqt, Sameer apne kamre mein tha. Solah saal ka ladka jiska jism abhi poori tarah jawan bhi nahi hua tha, lekin uski mardangi pehle hi jaag chuki thi. Woh apne bistar par leta tha, chhat ko ghoor raha tha.
Uski mardangi sakht thi — lambi, moti, taqatwar. Chadar ke neeche uska ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Usne aankhein band keen aur apni amma ka chehra yaad karne ki koshish ki — lekin amma ka chehra nahi aaya, balki ek aurat ka chehra aaya. Ek jawan, khoobsurat aurat, jisne aaj use chhua tha.
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui.
"Sameer, andar aa sakti hoon?"
Yeh Mehreen ki awaaz thi. Atharah saal ki ladki jise woh apni sab se chhoti behan samajhta tha — halanki woh is se badi thi.
"Haan, aa jao," Sameer ne kaha.
Mehreen andar aayi. Usne darwaza band kar liya. Woh raat ke kapdon mein thi — ek patli si qameez aur dheela pajama. Lekin qameez itne patle kapde ki thi ke uski chhati ka ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Uske baal bikhre hue thay, aur uski aankhon mein wohi bechaini thi jo Sameer ki aankhon mein thi.
"Tumhein neend nahi aa rahi?" Sameer ne poocha.
"Nahi," Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi. "Mera jism... kuch ajeeb sa ho raha hai."
Woh Sameer ke qareeb aayi. Bistar ke kinare par baith gayi.
"Mujhe bhi," Sameer ne kaha. "Subah se."
Mehreen ne Sameer ki aankhon mein dekha. Woh uska bhai tha — kam az kam use yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt woh bhai nahi lag raha tha. Woh ek ladka tha. Ek jawan ladka, jiski mardangi chadar ke neeche bhi saaf dikhai de rahi thi.
"Bhai," Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha. "Kya... kya hum... main..."
Woh apni baat poori nahi kar payi. Sameer ne apna haath Mehreen ke chehre par rakh diya. Uska gaal garam tha. Naram tha.
"Kisi ko pata nahi chalna chahiye," Sameer ne kaha. "Jaise ammi ne kaha tha."
Mehreen ne sar hilaya. Uski aankhein band ho gayin. Sameer ne apna chehra Mehreen ke chehre ke qareeb le jaya. Dono ke honth mile — pehle halke se, phir gehre, phir aur gehre.
Mehreen ne apna munh khola. Sameer ki zubaan uske munh mein gayi. Mehreen ne apni zubaan Sameer ki zubaan se lapet li. Dono ek doosre ko choom rahe thay — gehre, pyar se, lekin is pyar mein ek bhookh thi, ek pyaas thi.
Sameer ki mardangi sakht ho gayi — pehle se bhi zyada. Mehreen ne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakh diya. Chadar ke upar se hi use uski sakhti mehsoos hui.
"Yeh... yeh tumhari..." Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha.
"Haan," Sameer ne kaha. Uski saans tez thi.
Mehreen ne chadar hata di. Sameer ki mardangi uske saamne thi — lambi, moti, sakht. Uski nas nas dikhai de rahi thi. Uske siray se pani ki boond tapak rahi thi.
Mehreen ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. Usne aaj se pehle kabhi kisi ladke ko is tarah nahi dekha tha — ya shayad dekha tha, lekin use yaad nahi tha.
"Bhai... yeh... bahut badi hai..." usne kaha.
"Chhoona," Sameer ne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi.
Mehreen ne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakha. Woh garam thi. Sakht thi. Zinda thi. Mehreen ki ungliyan uski mardangi ke gird lipat gayin. Usne dheere dheere upar neeche karna shuru kar diya.
Sameer ki saans ruk gayi. "Mehreen... tumhara haath..."
Mehreen ne dheere dheere upar neeche kiya. Uski ungliyan Sameer ki mardangi ki har nas ko mehsoos kar rahi theen. Phir usne apna chehra neeche le jaya. Uski naak Sameer ki mardangi ke siray ko chhoo rahi thi. Uski khushboo Mehreen ki saanson mein ghul rahi thi.
Phir Mehreen ne apne honth Sameer ki mardangi ke siray par rakhe. Sameer ki aankhein band ho gayin. Mehreen ne use chooma — dheere, pyar se. Phir apni zubaan se chaata — siray se lekar jad tak, poori lambai. Uski zubaan Sameer ki mardangi ki har nas ko mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Phir Mehreen ne apna munh khola. Apne honth Sameer ki mardangi ke gird lapet diye. Aur use apne munh mein bhar liya — dheere dheere, andar ki taraf.
Sameer ki saans ruk gayi. "Mehreen... tumhara munh..."
Mehreen ne apna munh upar neeche karna shuru kar diya. Dheere dheere. Phir tez. Phir dheere. Uski zubaan Sameer ki mardangi ke gird ghoom rahi thi jab woh andar bahar ho rahi thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uski saans naak se tez chal rahi thi.
Sameer ka haath Mehreen ke balon mein tha. Usne Mehreen ke sar ko apni taraf kheench liya. "Aur... Mehreen... tumhara munh... bahut achha..."
Mehreen ne Sameer ki mardangi ko aur zor se choosa. Uska munh tez ho gaya. Sameer ka jism akad gaya. Uski mardangi Mehreen ke munh mein sakht ho gayi. Phir usne apna pani Mehreen ke munh mein chhod diya.
Mehreen ne aankhein band kiye, sab kuch nigal liya. Phir apna munh Sameer ki mardangi se hata kar, apni zubaan se apne hothon ko chaata.
"Bhai... tumhara pani..." usne phusphusa kar kaha.
"Sab pee liya?" Sameer ne poocha.
"Haan," Mehreen ne muskura kar kaha. "Sab."
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Doosre kamre mein, Tabassum apne bistar par leti thi. Pachchees saal ki ladki, sab se sharmili, sab se khamosh. Lekin aaj uski khamoshi toot chuki thi. Aaj subah jo kuch Mehreen ke saath hua tha, usne uski sharm ki deewaron mein daaraar daal di thi.
Uska jism phir se aag tha. Uski chhati ke siray sakht thay. Uski tangon ke darmiyan nami thi. Usne apni aankhein band keen — aur use Mehreen ka chehra yaad aaya. Uski behan ka chehra. Uske honth. Uski zubaan.
Tabhi darwaza khula. Mehreen andar aayi.
"Tabo," Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein wohi bechaini thi, lekin ab usmein kuch aur bhi tha — ek ajeeb sa hosla, ek ajeeb si himmat.
"Tum... tum theek ho?" Tabassum ne poocha.
"Haan," Mehreen ne kaha. "Main abhi Sameer bhai ke paas thi."
Tabassum ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. "Kya? Tum... aur Sameer..."
"Haan," Mehreen ne kaha. Woh Tabassum ke qareeb aayi. Bistar par baith gayi. "Aur tumhein pata hai, Tabo? Maine unki mardangi ko apne munh mein liya. Maine unka saara pani pee liya."
Tabassum ki saans tez ho gayi. Uska jism aur garam ho gaya. Uski tangon ke darmiyan nami badh gayi.
"Tum... tum ne aisa kyun kiya?" Tabassum ne poocha, halanki woh jaanti thi.
"Kyunki mera jism maang raha tha," Mehreen ne kaha. "Aur tumhara bhi maang raha hai. Main jaanti hoon."
Mehreen ne apna haath Tabassum ke chehre par rakha. Tabassum ka gaal garam tha. Mehreen ki ungliyan Tabassum ke gaal par thehri raheen. Phir Mehreen ne apna chehra Tabassum ke chehre ke qareeb le jaya.
"Behan," Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha. "Subah jo hum ne kiya tha... main dobara karna chahti hoon."
Tabassum ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas apni aankhein band kar leen. Mehreen ne apne honth Tabassum ke hothon par rakh diye. Dono behnein — kam az kam unhein yahi yaad tha — ek doosre ko choomne lageen.
Mehreen ne Tabassum ki qameez utaar di. Tabassum ki chhati saamne thi — bhaari, gol. Uske siray sakht thay, ubhre hue thay. Mehreen ne apna munh Tabassum ki chhati ke siray par rakha. Use chooma. Phir apni zubaan se chaata. Phir apne munh mein bhar kar choosne lagi.
Tabassum ki saans ruk gayi. "Mehreen... tumhara munh... meri chhati par..."
Mehreen ne Tabassum ki chhati ko choosa — dheere dheere, phir zor se, phir dheere. Uski zubaan Tabassum ke siray ke gird ghoom rahi thi. Tabassum ka jism kaanp raha tha.
Phir Mehreen neeche utri. Usne Tabassum ki shalwar utaar di. Tabassum ki tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — pankhudiyon ki tarah nazuk, bheegi hui, garam. Uski khushboo kamre mein phail rahi thi.
Mehreen ne apna chehra Tabassum ki tangon ke darmiyan le jaya. Uski naak Tabassum ki narmi ki khushboo ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uski zubaan us khushboo ko chakhna chahti thi.
Mehreen ne apne honth Tabassum ki narmi ki pankhudiyon par rakhe. Tabassum ka jism uchhal pada. Mehreen ne use chooma — dheere, pyar se. Phir apni zubaan andar le gayi.
Tabassum ki saans ruk gayi. Uski aankhein band ho gayin. Mehreen ki zubaan Tabassum ki narmi ke andar thi — chaat rahi thi, chakh rahi thi, mehsoos kar rahi thi. Tabassum ki narmi ka ras Mehreen ki zubaan par tha. Woh use pee rahi thi.
Phir Mehreen ne Tabassum ki narmi ko apne munh mein bhar liya — choosne lagi. Uski zubaan andar bahar ho rahi thi, uska munh Tabassum ki pankhudiyon par tha.
Tabassum ki saans tez thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uske munh se awaazein nikal rahi theen. Uski taangein Mehreen ke sar ke gird jakad gayin. Uski narmi Mehreen ki zubaan ke gird baar baar sikud gayi.
"Aur... Mehreen... bas... wahin..." Tabassum ki awaaz goonj rahi thi.
Mehreen ne apni zubaan aur tez kar di. Aur gehre andar le gayi. Tabassum ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi baar baar sikud gayi. Woh Mehreen ke munh mein bikhar gayi — apna saara ras, apni saari garmi, apni saari khushi.
Mehreen ne Tabassum ka saara ras pee liya. Phir apna chehra upar uthaya. Uski thodi par Tabassum ka ras tha. Uske honth bheeg chuke thay.
"Behan... tumhara ras..." Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha.
Tabassum ne aankhein kholeen. Mehreen ne apna chehra Tabassum ke chehre ke qareeb le jaya aur use choom liya — taake Tabassum apne hi ras ka swaad chakh sake.
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Udhar doosri taraf, Mahpara, chhabbees saal ki, apne kamre mein akeli thi. Din bhar ki bechaini ke baad, ab raat ko uski aag aur bhadak chuki thi. Usne socha ke shayad tehalne se kuch aaram mile.
Woh kamre se bahar nikli. Raaste mein use Gulnaz ka kamra mila. Darwaza thoda sa khula tha. Andar se halki halki awaazein aa rahi theen.
Mahpara ne darwaze se jhaanka.
Andar, Gulnaz apne bistar par leti thi. Unatees saal ki aurat jise woh apni sab se badi behan samajhti thi. Uske kapde nahi thay. Uska jism chaand ki roshni mein chamak raha tha. Uski chhati bhaari thi, uski taangein khuli hui theen, aur uski tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui.
Aur woh apni ungli apni narmi ke andar le ja rahi thi. Andar bahar, andar bahar. Uski aankhein band theen. Uske munh se awaazein nikal rahi theen.
Mahpara ki saans tez ho gayi. Woh darwaze se hat nahi saki. Woh dekhti rahi — uski behan apne aap ko chhoo rahi thi, apni aag bujhane ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Tabhi Gulnaz ki aankhein khuleen. Usne Mahpara ko darwaze par dekha.
"Mahpara," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein sharam nahi thi — bas bhookh thi. "Andar aa jao."
Mahpara andar aayi. Usne darwaza band kar liya.
"Tum... tum kya kar rahi theen?" Mahpara ne poocha.
"Wohi jo tum karna chahti ho," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Paas aao."
Mahpara Gulnaz ke qareeb aayi. Gulnaz ne apna haath Mahpara ke chehre par rakha. Phir uski gardan par. Phir uski chhati par.
"Tumhari chhati," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Kitni bhaari hai."
Usne Mahpara ki qameez utaar di. Mahpara ki chhati saamne thi — bhaari, gol. Uske siray sakht thay. Gulnaz ne apna munh Mahpara ki chhati ke siray par rakha aur use choosne lagi.
Mahpara ki saans ruk gayi. "Gulnaz... behan..."
Gulnaz ne Mahpara ki chhati ko choosa — pehle ek, phir doosri. Uski zubaan Mahpara ke siray ke gird ghoom rahi thi. Mahpara ka jism kaanp raha tha.
Phir Gulnaz neeche utri. Usne Mahpara ki shalwar utaar di. Mahpara ki narmi saamne thi — bheegi hui, garam.
Gulnaz ne apna chehra Mahpara ki tangon ke darmiyan le jaya. Uski zubaan Mahpara ki narmi ke andar gayi. Mahpara ka jism uchhal pada.
"Gulnaz... tumhari zubaan..." Mahpara ki aankhein band theen.
Gulnaz ne Mahpara ki narmi ko choosa — apni zubaan se andar bahar, andar bahar. Mahpara ka ras uski zubaan par tha. Woh use pee rahi thi.
Mahpara ka jism akad gaya. Uski taangein Gulnaz ke sar ke gird jakad gayin. Uski narmi Gulnaz ke munh mein baar baar sikud gayi. Woh Gulnaz ke munh mein bikhar gayi.
Gulnaz ne Mahpara ka saara ras pee liya. Phir upar aayi. Dono behnon ne ek doosre ko chooma — ek doosre ka ras chakhte hue.
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Subah hone wali thi. Sameer apne kamre mein akela tha. Mehreen ja chuki thi, lekin uske jism ki aag kam nahi hui thi. Woh phir se sakht tha.
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui.
"Sameer, main hoon. Amma."
Shahnaz andar aayi. Usne darwaza band kar liya. Uski aankhon mein wohi aag thi jo din mein thi — balki ab aur bhi bhadki hui.
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha.
"Main so nahi saki," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Saari raat."
Woh Sameer ke qareeb aayi. Bistar par baith gayi. Usne Sameer ki mardangi ko dekha — chadar ke neeche ubhri hui.
"Tum bhi so nahi sake," Shahnaz ne kaha.
"Nahi," Sameer ne kaha.
Shahnaz ne chadar hata di. Sameer ki mardangi saamne thi — lambi, moti, sakht. Shahnaz ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakha. Dheere dheere upar neeche karne lagi.
"Ammi..." Sameer ki aankhein band ho gayin.
Shahnaz ka haath tez ho gaya. Uski ungliyan Sameer ki mardangi ki har nas ko mehsoos kar rahi theen. Phir usne apna chehra neeche le jaya.
Usne apne honth Sameer ki mardangi ke siray par rakhe. Use chooma. Phir apni zubaan se chaata — siray se lekar jad tak, poori lambai.
Phir usne apna munh khola aur Sameer ki mardangi ko apne munh mein bhar liya. Dheere dheere. Andar ki taraf.
Sameer ki saans ruk gayi. "Ammi... tumhara munh..."
Shahnaz ne apna munh upar neeche karna shuru kar diya. Uski zubaan Sameer ki mardangi ke gird ghoom rahi thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uski saans naak se tez chal rahi thi.
Sameer ka haath Shahnaz ke balon mein tha. "Ammi... aur..."
Shahnaz ne Sameer ki mardangi ko aur zor se choosa. Uska munh tez ho gaya. Sameer ka jism akad gaya. Uski mardangi Shahnaz ke munh mein sakht ho gayi. Phir usne apna pani Shahnaz ke munh mein chhod diya.
Shahnaz ne aankhein band kiye, sab kuch nigal liya. Phir apna munh Sameer ki mardangi se hata kar, apni zubaan se apne hothon ko chaata.
"Beta," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Tumhara pani... bahut pyara hai."
Woh upar aayi. Sameer ke qareeb. Usne Sameer ke hothon ko chooma — taake woh apna hi pani chakh sake.
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Ghar mein raat khatam ho rahi thi. Bahar ufaq par halki halki roshni phoot rahi thi. Chhe log — chhe ajnabi — apne jismon ki aag mein jal rahe thay.
Unhein nahi maloom tha ke unke saath kya ho raha hai. Na yeh maloom tha ke unke khane mein viagra mila hua hai. Na yeh maloom tha ke unke dimaghon mein jhooti yaadein bhari gayi hain.
Bas itna maloom tha ke unka jism kuch maang raha hai. Aur woh use poora kar rahe thay.
Chhup chhup kar.
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Update: 02
Chhupe Raaz, Bikharti Hadein:
Ghar mein raat ka waqt tha. Bahar andhera gehra tha, aur khamoshi itni ke dil dhadakne ki awaaz bhi saaf sunai de rahi thi. Ghar ke andar battiyan jal rahi theen — halki, madham roshni, jo har cheez ko ek sunehri chadar mein lapet rahi thi.
Pehli qist mein jo kuch hua tha, usne ghar ki fiza badal di thi. Chhe ajnabi, jin ke dimaghon mein jhooti yaadein bhar di gayi theen, ab apni asliyat se mazeed door hote ja rahe the. Aur unke jismon ki aag, jo khane mein chhupe viagra se rozana bhadakti thi, ab unhein ek doosre ki taraf kheench rahi thi.
Woh nahi jaante the ke unke saath kya ho raha hai. Bas itna jaante the ke unka jism kuch maang raha hai. Kuch aisa jo alfaz mein nahi kaha ja sakta. Kuch aisa jo sirf chhoo kar, mehsoos kar ke, chakh kar hi poora ho sakta tha.
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Shahnaz, artais saal ki aurat jo is ghar ki maa samjhi jaati thi, apne kamre mein akeli thi. Raat ka khana khane ke baad uske jism ki aag pehle se bhi zyada bhadak chuki thi. Use nahi maloom tha ke khane mein kya mila hua hai — use to sirf yeh maloom tha ke uska jism ek ajeeb si bechaini mein mubtala hai.
Uski chhati bhaari ho rahi thi. Uski chhati ke siray sakht thay — pathar ki tarah. Uski tangon ke darmiyan ek ajeeb si nami thi, ek ajeeb si garmi. Usne apni aankhein band keen aur apna haath apni chhati par rakha. Qameez ke kapde ke upar se hi use apni chhati ka ubhaar mehsoos hua.
"Har roz," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Har roz yahi."
Use Sameer ka khayal aaya. Solah saal ka ladka jise woh apna beta samajhti thi. Aaj subah drawing room mein jo hua tha, woh uske zehan mein baar baar ghoom raha tha. Usne Sameer ke hothon ko chooma tha. Usne Sameer ki mardangi ko apne haath mein le kar upar neeche kiya tha.
"Yeh ghalat hai," usne apne aap se kaha. Lekin phir bhi, uske jism ki aag kam nahi hui.
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Isi waqt, Sameer apne kamre mein tha. Solah saal ka ladka jiska jism abhi poori tarah jawan bhi nahi hua tha, lekin uski mardangi pehle hi jaag chuki thi. Woh apne bistar par leta tha, chhat ko ghoor raha tha.
Uski mardangi sakht thi — lambi, moti, taqatwar. Chadar ke neeche uska ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Usne aankhein band keen aur apni amma ka chehra yaad karne ki koshish ki — lekin amma ka chehra nahi aaya, balki ek aurat ka chehra aaya. Ek jawan, khoobsurat aurat, jisne aaj use chhua tha.
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui.
"Sameer, andar aa sakti hoon?"
Yeh Mehreen ki awaaz thi. Atharah saal ki ladki jise woh apni sab se chhoti behan samajhta tha — halanki woh is se badi thi.
"Haan, aa jao," Sameer ne kaha.
Mehreen andar aayi. Usne darwaza band kar liya. Woh raat ke kapdon mein thi — ek patli si qameez aur dheela pajama. Lekin qameez itne patle kapde ki thi ke uski chhati ka ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Uske baal bikhre hue thay, aur uski aankhon mein wohi bechaini thi jo Sameer ki aankhon mein thi.
"Tumhein neend nahi aa rahi?" Sameer ne poocha.
"Nahi," Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi. "Mera jism... kuch ajeeb sa ho raha hai."
Woh Sameer ke qareeb aayi. Bistar ke kinare par baith gayi.
"Mujhe bhi," Sameer ne kaha. "Subah se."
Mehreen ne Sameer ki aankhon mein dekha. Woh uska bhai tha — kam az kam use yahi yaad tha. Lekin us waqt woh bhai nahi lag raha tha. Woh ek ladka tha. Ek jawan ladka, jiski mardangi chadar ke neeche bhi saaf dikhai de rahi thi.
"Bhai," Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha. "Kya... kya hum... main..."
Woh apni baat poori nahi kar payi. Sameer ne apna haath Mehreen ke chehre par rakh diya. Uska gaal garam tha. Naram tha.
"Kisi ko pata nahi chalna chahiye," Sameer ne kaha. "Jaise ammi ne kaha tha."
Mehreen ne sar hilaya. Uski aankhein band ho gayin. Sameer ne apna chehra Mehreen ke chehre ke qareeb le jaya. Dono ke honth mile — pehle halke se, phir gehre, phir aur gehre.
Mehreen ne apna munh khola. Sameer ki zubaan uske munh mein gayi. Mehreen ne apni zubaan Sameer ki zubaan se lapet li. Dono ek doosre ko choom rahe thay — gehre, pyar se, lekin is pyar mein ek bhookh thi, ek pyaas thi.
Sameer ki mardangi sakht ho gayi — pehle se bhi zyada. Mehreen ne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakh diya. Chadar ke upar se hi use uski sakhti mehsoos hui.
"Yeh... yeh tumhari..." Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha.
"Haan," Sameer ne kaha. Uski saans tez thi.
Mehreen ne chadar hata di. Sameer ki mardangi uske saamne thi — lambi, moti, sakht. Uski nas nas dikhai de rahi thi. Uske siray se pani ki boond tapak rahi thi.
Mehreen ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. Usne aaj se pehle kabhi kisi ladke ko is tarah nahi dekha tha — ya shayad dekha tha, lekin use yaad nahi tha.
"Bhai... yeh... bahut badi hai..." usne kaha.
"Chhoona," Sameer ne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi.
Mehreen ne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakha. Woh garam thi. Sakht thi. Zinda thi. Mehreen ki ungliyan uski mardangi ke gird lipat gayin. Usne dheere dheere upar neeche karna shuru kar diya.
Sameer ki saans ruk gayi. "Mehreen... tumhara haath..."
Mehreen ne dheere dheere upar neeche kiya. Uski ungliyan Sameer ki mardangi ki har nas ko mehsoos kar rahi theen. Phir usne apna chehra neeche le jaya. Uski naak Sameer ki mardangi ke siray ko chhoo rahi thi. Uski khushboo Mehreen ki saanson mein ghul rahi thi.
Phir Mehreen ne apne honth Sameer ki mardangi ke siray par rakhe. Sameer ki aankhein band ho gayin. Mehreen ne use chooma — dheere, pyar se. Phir apni zubaan se chaata — siray se lekar jad tak, poori lambai. Uski zubaan Sameer ki mardangi ki har nas ko mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Phir Mehreen ne apna munh khola. Apne honth Sameer ki mardangi ke gird lapet diye. Aur use apne munh mein bhar liya — dheere dheere, andar ki taraf.
Sameer ki saans ruk gayi. "Mehreen... tumhara munh..."
Mehreen ne apna munh upar neeche karna shuru kar diya. Dheere dheere. Phir tez. Phir dheere. Uski zubaan Sameer ki mardangi ke gird ghoom rahi thi jab woh andar bahar ho rahi thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uski saans naak se tez chal rahi thi.
Sameer ka haath Mehreen ke balon mein tha. Usne Mehreen ke sar ko apni taraf kheench liya. "Aur... Mehreen... tumhara munh... bahut achha..."
Mehreen ne Sameer ki mardangi ko aur zor se choosa. Uska munh tez ho gaya. Sameer ka jism akad gaya. Uski mardangi Mehreen ke munh mein sakht ho gayi. Phir usne apna pani Mehreen ke munh mein chhod diya.
Mehreen ne aankhein band kiye, sab kuch nigal liya. Phir apna munh Sameer ki mardangi se hata kar, apni zubaan se apne hothon ko chaata.
"Bhai... tumhara pani..." usne phusphusa kar kaha.
"Sab pee liya?" Sameer ne poocha.
"Haan," Mehreen ne muskura kar kaha. "Sab."
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Doosre kamre mein, Tabassum apne bistar par leti thi. Pachchees saal ki ladki, sab se sharmili, sab se khamosh. Lekin aaj uski khamoshi toot chuki thi. Aaj subah jo kuch Mehreen ke saath hua tha, usne uski sharm ki deewaron mein daaraar daal di thi.
Uska jism phir se aag tha. Uski chhati ke siray sakht thay. Uski tangon ke darmiyan nami thi. Usne apni aankhein band keen — aur use Mehreen ka chehra yaad aaya. Uski behan ka chehra. Uske honth. Uski zubaan.
Tabhi darwaza khula. Mehreen andar aayi.
"Tabo," Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein wohi bechaini thi, lekin ab usmein kuch aur bhi tha — ek ajeeb sa hosla, ek ajeeb si himmat.
"Tum... tum theek ho?" Tabassum ne poocha.
"Haan," Mehreen ne kaha. "Main abhi Sameer bhai ke paas thi."
Tabassum ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. "Kya? Tum... aur Sameer..."
"Haan," Mehreen ne kaha. Woh Tabassum ke qareeb aayi. Bistar par baith gayi. "Aur tumhein pata hai, Tabo? Maine unki mardangi ko apne munh mein liya. Maine unka saara pani pee liya."
Tabassum ki saans tez ho gayi. Uska jism aur garam ho gaya. Uski tangon ke darmiyan nami badh gayi.
"Tum... tum ne aisa kyun kiya?" Tabassum ne poocha, halanki woh jaanti thi.
"Kyunki mera jism maang raha tha," Mehreen ne kaha. "Aur tumhara bhi maang raha hai. Main jaanti hoon."
Mehreen ne apna haath Tabassum ke chehre par rakha. Tabassum ka gaal garam tha. Mehreen ki ungliyan Tabassum ke gaal par thehri raheen. Phir Mehreen ne apna chehra Tabassum ke chehre ke qareeb le jaya.
"Behan," Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha. "Subah jo hum ne kiya tha... main dobara karna chahti hoon."
Tabassum ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas apni aankhein band kar leen. Mehreen ne apne honth Tabassum ke hothon par rakh diye. Dono behnein — kam az kam unhein yahi yaad tha — ek doosre ko choomne lageen.
Mehreen ne Tabassum ki qameez utaar di. Tabassum ki chhati saamne thi — bhaari, gol. Uske siray sakht thay, ubhre hue thay. Mehreen ne apna munh Tabassum ki chhati ke siray par rakha. Use chooma. Phir apni zubaan se chaata. Phir apne munh mein bhar kar choosne lagi.
Tabassum ki saans ruk gayi. "Mehreen... tumhara munh... meri chhati par..."
Mehreen ne Tabassum ki chhati ko choosa — dheere dheere, phir zor se, phir dheere. Uski zubaan Tabassum ke siray ke gird ghoom rahi thi. Tabassum ka jism kaanp raha tha.
Phir Mehreen neeche utri. Usne Tabassum ki shalwar utaar di. Tabassum ki tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — pankhudiyon ki tarah nazuk, bheegi hui, garam. Uski khushboo kamre mein phail rahi thi.
Mehreen ne apna chehra Tabassum ki tangon ke darmiyan le jaya. Uski naak Tabassum ki narmi ki khushboo ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uski zubaan us khushboo ko chakhna chahti thi.
Mehreen ne apne honth Tabassum ki narmi ki pankhudiyon par rakhe. Tabassum ka jism uchhal pada. Mehreen ne use chooma — dheere, pyar se. Phir apni zubaan andar le gayi.
Tabassum ki saans ruk gayi. Uski aankhein band ho gayin. Mehreen ki zubaan Tabassum ki narmi ke andar thi — chaat rahi thi, chakh rahi thi, mehsoos kar rahi thi. Tabassum ki narmi ka ras Mehreen ki zubaan par tha. Woh use pee rahi thi.
Phir Mehreen ne Tabassum ki narmi ko apne munh mein bhar liya — choosne lagi. Uski zubaan andar bahar ho rahi thi, uska munh Tabassum ki pankhudiyon par tha.
Tabassum ki saans tez thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uske munh se awaazein nikal rahi theen. Uski taangein Mehreen ke sar ke gird jakad gayin. Uski narmi Mehreen ki zubaan ke gird baar baar sikud gayi.
"Aur... Mehreen... bas... wahin..." Tabassum ki awaaz goonj rahi thi.
Mehreen ne apni zubaan aur tez kar di. Aur gehre andar le gayi. Tabassum ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi baar baar sikud gayi. Woh Mehreen ke munh mein bikhar gayi — apna saara ras, apni saari garmi, apni saari khushi.
Mehreen ne Tabassum ka saara ras pee liya. Phir apna chehra upar uthaya. Uski thodi par Tabassum ka ras tha. Uske honth bheeg chuke thay.
"Behan... tumhara ras..." Mehreen ne phusphusa kar kaha.
Tabassum ne aankhein kholeen. Mehreen ne apna chehra Tabassum ke chehre ke qareeb le jaya aur use choom liya — taake Tabassum apne hi ras ka swaad chakh sake.
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Udhar doosri taraf, Mahpara, chhabbees saal ki, apne kamre mein akeli thi. Din bhar ki bechaini ke baad, ab raat ko uski aag aur bhadak chuki thi. Usne socha ke shayad tehalne se kuch aaram mile.
Woh kamre se bahar nikli. Raaste mein use Gulnaz ka kamra mila. Darwaza thoda sa khula tha. Andar se halki halki awaazein aa rahi theen.
Mahpara ne darwaze se jhaanka.
Andar, Gulnaz apne bistar par leti thi. Unatees saal ki aurat jise woh apni sab se badi behan samajhti thi. Uske kapde nahi thay. Uska jism chaand ki roshni mein chamak raha tha. Uski chhati bhaari thi, uski taangein khuli hui theen, aur uski tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui.
Aur woh apni ungli apni narmi ke andar le ja rahi thi. Andar bahar, andar bahar. Uski aankhein band theen. Uske munh se awaazein nikal rahi theen.
Mahpara ki saans tez ho gayi. Woh darwaze se hat nahi saki. Woh dekhti rahi — uski behan apne aap ko chhoo rahi thi, apni aag bujhane ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Tabhi Gulnaz ki aankhein khuleen. Usne Mahpara ko darwaze par dekha.
"Mahpara," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein sharam nahi thi — bas bhookh thi. "Andar aa jao."
Mahpara andar aayi. Usne darwaza band kar liya.
"Tum... tum kya kar rahi theen?" Mahpara ne poocha.
"Wohi jo tum karna chahti ho," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Paas aao."
Mahpara Gulnaz ke qareeb aayi. Gulnaz ne apna haath Mahpara ke chehre par rakha. Phir uski gardan par. Phir uski chhati par.
"Tumhari chhati," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Kitni bhaari hai."
Usne Mahpara ki qameez utaar di. Mahpara ki chhati saamne thi — bhaari, gol. Uske siray sakht thay. Gulnaz ne apna munh Mahpara ki chhati ke siray par rakha aur use choosne lagi.
Mahpara ki saans ruk gayi. "Gulnaz... behan..."
Gulnaz ne Mahpara ki chhati ko choosa — pehle ek, phir doosri. Uski zubaan Mahpara ke siray ke gird ghoom rahi thi. Mahpara ka jism kaanp raha tha.
Phir Gulnaz neeche utri. Usne Mahpara ki shalwar utaar di. Mahpara ki narmi saamne thi — bheegi hui, garam.
Gulnaz ne apna chehra Mahpara ki tangon ke darmiyan le jaya. Uski zubaan Mahpara ki narmi ke andar gayi. Mahpara ka jism uchhal pada.
"Gulnaz... tumhari zubaan..." Mahpara ki aankhein band theen.
Gulnaz ne Mahpara ki narmi ko choosa — apni zubaan se andar bahar, andar bahar. Mahpara ka ras uski zubaan par tha. Woh use pee rahi thi.
Mahpara ka jism akad gaya. Uski taangein Gulnaz ke sar ke gird jakad gayin. Uski narmi Gulnaz ke munh mein baar baar sikud gayi. Woh Gulnaz ke munh mein bikhar gayi.
Gulnaz ne Mahpara ka saara ras pee liya. Phir upar aayi. Dono behnon ne ek doosre ko chooma — ek doosre ka ras chakhte hue.
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Subah hone wali thi. Sameer apne kamre mein akela tha. Mehreen ja chuki thi, lekin uske jism ki aag kam nahi hui thi. Woh phir se sakht tha.
Tabhi darwaze par dastak hui.
"Sameer, main hoon. Amma."
Shahnaz andar aayi. Usne darwaza band kar liya. Uski aankhon mein wohi aag thi jo din mein thi — balki ab aur bhi bhadki hui.
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha.
"Main so nahi saki," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Saari raat."
Woh Sameer ke qareeb aayi. Bistar par baith gayi. Usne Sameer ki mardangi ko dekha — chadar ke neeche ubhri hui.
"Tum bhi so nahi sake," Shahnaz ne kaha.
"Nahi," Sameer ne kaha.
Shahnaz ne chadar hata di. Sameer ki mardangi saamne thi — lambi, moti, sakht. Shahnaz ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne apna haath Sameer ki mardangi par rakha. Dheere dheere upar neeche karne lagi.
"Ammi..." Sameer ki aankhein band ho gayin.
Shahnaz ka haath tez ho gaya. Uski ungliyan Sameer ki mardangi ki har nas ko mehsoos kar rahi theen. Phir usne apna chehra neeche le jaya.
Usne apne honth Sameer ki mardangi ke siray par rakhe. Use chooma. Phir apni zubaan se chaata — siray se lekar jad tak, poori lambai.
Phir usne apna munh khola aur Sameer ki mardangi ko apne munh mein bhar liya. Dheere dheere. Andar ki taraf.
Sameer ki saans ruk gayi. "Ammi... tumhara munh..."
Shahnaz ne apna munh upar neeche karna shuru kar diya. Uski zubaan Sameer ki mardangi ke gird ghoom rahi thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uski saans naak se tez chal rahi thi.
Sameer ka haath Shahnaz ke balon mein tha. "Ammi... aur..."
Shahnaz ne Sameer ki mardangi ko aur zor se choosa. Uska munh tez ho gaya. Sameer ka jism akad gaya. Uski mardangi Shahnaz ke munh mein sakht ho gayi. Phir usne apna pani Shahnaz ke munh mein chhod diya.
Shahnaz ne aankhein band kiye, sab kuch nigal liya. Phir apna munh Sameer ki mardangi se hata kar, apni zubaan se apne hothon ko chaata.
"Beta," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Tumhara pani... bahut pyara hai."
Woh upar aayi. Sameer ke qareeb. Usne Sameer ke hothon ko chooma — taake woh apna hi pani chakh sake.
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Ghar mein raat khatam ho rahi thi. Bahar ufaq par halki halki roshni phoot rahi thi. Chhe log — chhe ajnabi — apne jismon ki aag mein jal rahe thay.
Unhein nahi maloom tha ke unke saath kya ho raha hai. Na yeh maloom tha ke unke khane mein viagra mila hua hai. Na yeh maloom tha ke unke dimaghon mein jhooti yaadein bhari gayi hain.
Bas itna maloom tha ke unka jism kuch maang raha hai. Aur woh use poora kar rahe thay.
Chhup chhup kar.
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Subah ho chuki thi. Ghar ki khidkiyon se dhoop andar aa rahi thi — halki, sunehri, lekin is dhoop mein bhi ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Jaise sooraj bhi jaanta ho ke is ghar ke andar kya ho raha hai. Jaise hawa bhi tham gayi ho, dekhne ke liye, sunne ke liye.
Shahnaz, artais saal ki aurat, kitchen mein thi. Usne nashta tayyar kiya — ande, bread, chaay. Aur nashte mein wohi cheez mili hui thi jiska use ilm nahi tha. Viagra. Rozana. Har waqt. Uski ungliyan tharthara rahi theen. Uski saans tez thi. Uski tangon ke darmiyan wohi ajeeb si garmi thi jo ab uski zindagi ka hissa ban chuki thi.
Usne apni aankhein band keen aur kal raat ka manzar uske zehan mein ghoom gaya. Sameer ka chehra. Sameer ki mardangi. Woh lamha jab usne Sameer ki mardangi ko apne munh mein liya tha. Woh lamha jab Sameer ka pani uske munh mein aaya tha aur usne sab kuch nigal liya tha.
"Yeh sab ghalat hai," usne apne aap se phusphusa kar kaha. "Yeh mera beta hai. Kam az kam mujhe yahi yaad hai. Lekin mera jism... mera jism maang raha hai. Main kya karoon?"
Uski aankhon mein aansoo aa gaye. Woh phasi hui thi — ek taraf uski yaadein theen jo use kehti theen ke woh ek maa hai, doosri taraf uski majboori thi, uske jism ki aag thi jo use jala rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ke jo ho raha hai woh ghalat hai. Lekin woh bebas thi.
"Ammi," ek awaaz aayi.
Shahnaz ne chonk kar dekha. Gulnaz kitchen mein dakhil ho rahi thi. Untees saal ki aurat jise woh apni sab se badi beti samajhti thi. Uske baal bikhre hue thay, uski aankhein neend se bhaari theen, lekin unmein wohi bechaini thi jo Shahnaz ki aankhon mein thi.
"Gulnaz," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Tum jaldi uth gayin."
"Neend nahi aayi," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi. "Kal raat... bohat kuch hua. Mahpara aur main... hum..."
Woh ruk gayi. Shahnaz ne apni beti ki aankhon mein dekha — unmein wohi sharam thi, wohi ghalat hone ka ehsaas tha jo khud Shahnaz ke dil mein tha.
"Main jaanti hoon," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein dard tha. "Main jaanti hoon ke hum jo kar rahe hain woh ghalat hai. Yeh sab majboori hai. Hamare jismon ki aag hai jo humein pagal kiye de rahi hai. Hum kuch aur soch hi nahi paate."
"Lekin ammi," Gulnaz ne kaha, "hum behnein hain. Aur aap... aap maa hain. Sameer hamara bhai hai. Yeh... yeh bohat ghalat hai."
"Main jaanti hoon, beti," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Main jaanti hoon. Lekin hum kya karein? Khane mein kuch hai. Humein pata nahi kya. Lekin hamare jism jal rahe hain. Hamare dimaag kaam nahi kar rahe. Hum bas... bas apne jismon ki sun rahe hain."
Gulnaz ne apni maa ko gale laga liya. Dono ki aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Ammi, kya hum kabhi is aag se bach payein ge?"
"Shayad," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shayad ek din. Lekin aaj nahi. Aaj humein apni majboori maan-ni pade gi."
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Nashte ki maiz par chhe log jama hue. Shahnaz, Gulnaz, Mahpara, Tabassum, Mehreen, aur Sameer.
Sab khamosh thay. Lekin unki khamoshi mein ek ajeeb si sargoshi thi. Unki aankhein ek doosre se milteen, phir jhuk jateen. Unke haath kaanp rahe thay. Unki saansein tez theen. Aur sab ke dilon mein ek hi baat thi — yeh ghalat hai, lekin majboori hai.
Sameer ne apni maa ki taraf dekha. Shahnaz ki aankhein uski aankhon se mileen. Ek lamhe ke liye waqt ruk gaya. Shahnaz ki aankhon mein wohi bhookh thi jo kal raat thi — lekin aaj usmein dard bhi tha, sharam bhi thi, majboori bhi thi.
Sameer ki mardangi phir se sakht hone lagi. Chadar ke neeche uska ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Woh apne aap se nafrat kar raha tha — lekin uska jism uski nafrat nahi sun raha tha.
Mehreen ne Sameer ki god mein chadar ke neeche hilti hui harkat dekhi. Woh jaanti thi ke wahan kya ho raha hai. Usne kal raat apne munh mein wohi cheez li thi. Usne use chakha tha. Usne use nigla tha. Aur aaj... aaj uska jism phir se maang raha tha. Woh apne aap se nafrat kar rahi thi.
Tabassum ki aankhein jhuki hui theen. Woh sab se zyada sharminda thi. Kal raat Mehreen ke saath jo hua tha, woh uske zehan mein baar baar ghoom raha tha. "Yeh meri behan hai," woh soch rahi thi. "Yeh ghalat hai." Lekin uska jism phir se bheeg raha tha.
Mahpara aur Gulnaz ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha. Dono ki aankhon mein sharam thi. Kal raat woh ek doosre ki bahon mein theen. Aaj woh ek doosre ki taraf dekh bhi nahi pa rahi theen.
Shahnaz ne sab ki taraf dekha aur lambi saans li. "Main jaanti hoon," usne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi. "Main jaanti hoon ke hum sab kya soch rahe hain. Hum jaante hain ke yeh sab ghalat hai. Yeh mushtarka nahi hona chahiye. Khaas kar ek khandan mein. Lekin... lekin hamare paas koi raasta nahi hai. Hamare jismon mein aag hai jo humein jala rahi hai. Aur hum use bujha nahi sakte. Sirf ek doosre ke saath hi..."
Woh ruk gayi. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay.
"Lekin ammi..." Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
"Koi aur raasta nahi hai, beti," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Main ne bohat socha. Lekin hamare jism itne bechain hain ke hum soch hi nahi paate. Bas... bas jo ho raha hai hone do. Apne aap ko roko mat. Kyunki rokna ab mumkin nahi raha."
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Sham ka waqt tha. Ghar mein khamoshi thi, lekin woh khamoshi toofan se pehle ki khamoshi thi. Hawa bhi tham gayi thi.
Mehreen apne kamre mein thi. Uska jism phir se aag tha. Woh apne bistar par leti thi, chhat ko ghoorti hui. Uski chhati ke siray sakht thay. Uski tangon ke darmiyan nami thi.
"Yeh ghalat hai," woh apne aap se kah rahi thi. "Sameer mera bhai hai. Main kal raat uske paas gayi thi. Maine uski mardangi ko apne munh mein liya tha. Maine uska pani piya tha. Yeh bohat ghalat hai."
Lekin uski soch uski majboori ke aage haar gayi. Uska jism uth khada hua. Uske pair khud-ba-khud Sameer ke kamre ki taraf badhne lage.
"Main apne aap ko nahi rok sakti," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Mujhe maaf karna, mere rab. Mujhe maaf karna."
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Isi waqt, Tabassum apne kamre mein thi. Woh bhi apne aap se ladh rahi thi.
"Mehreen meri behan hai," woh soch rahi thi. "Kal raat maine uske saath jo kiya... woh ghalat tha. Bohat ghalat. Lekin... lekin mera jism..."
Uski narmi bheeg rahi thi. Mehreen ki yaad se hi. Uski zubaan ka sparsh. Uski ungliyon ka ehsaas. Sab kuch taaza tha.
"Main nahi ja sakti," usne apne aap se kaha. "Main apne aap ko rokungi."
Lekin uska jism uth khada hua. Uske pair Mehreen ke kamre ki taraf badhne lage. Woh apni marzi se nahi chal rahi thi — uski majboori use kheench rahi thi.
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Tabassum Mehreen ke kamre ke darwaze par pahunchi. Darwaza khula tha. Woh andar gayi. Mehreen wahan nahi thi.
"Mehreen?" Tabassum ne pukara.
Koi jawab nahi aaya. Tabassum ko andaza hua ke Mehreen kahan gayi hogi. Sameer ke paas. Uski saans tez ho gayi. Uski narmi aur bheeg gayi — sirf is khayal se ke Mehreen aur Sameer saath hain.
"Yeh ghalat hai, Tabassum," usne apne aap se kaha. "Yeh mat soch."
Lekin woh ruk nahi saki. Woh bhi Sameer ke kamre ki taraf chal padi.
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Sameer ke kamre ka darwaza band tha. Lekin andar se awaazein aa rahi theen. Mehreen ki awaaz.
"Aur... bhai... aur..."
Tabassum ki saans ruk gayi. Woh darwaze ke bahar khadi ho gayi. Woh andar nahi gayi — lekin woh wahan se hat bhi nahi saki. Uske kaan diwaar se lage hue thay. Uski aankhein band theen. Woh sun rahi thi.
"Mehreen... tumhari narmi..."
"Bhai... tumhari mardangi... mere andar..."
Tabassum ki narmi bheeg rahi thi. Uski taangein kaanp rahi theen. Woh apne aap se nafrat kar rahi thi — lekin woh sun rahi thi.
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Andar, Sameer ke kamre mein, Mehreen bistar par leti thi. Uske kapde nahi thay. Uski chhati ubhri hui thi, uski taangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui, tayyar.
Sameer uske upar tha. Uski mardangi sakht thi — lambi, moti, taqatwar. Usne apni mardangi Mehreen ki narmi mein daal di thi — poori tarah, jad tak.
"Bhai... tum mere andar ho..." Mehreen ki aankhein band theen. Uski awaaz mein khushi thi, dard tha, sharam thi, majboori thi — sab kuch ek saath.
Sameer ne andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Pyar se. Uski mardangi Mehreen ki narmi ke andar aage peeche ho rahi thi. Mehreen ki narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird sikud rahi thi.
"Yeh ghalat hai," Sameer ne socha. "Yeh meri behan hai. Kam az kam mujhe yahi yaad hai. Lekin... lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakta. Mera jism..."
Usne apni aankhein band keen aur apni mardangi ko tez kar diya. Mehreen cheekh uthi.
"Aur... bhai... aur..."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko zor zor se andar bahar kiya. Mehreen ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird baar baar sikud gayi. Woh cheekh maar kar bikhar gayi.
Sameer ne apna pani Mehreen ke andar chhod diya — qatra qatra.
Dono thak kar bistar par let gaye. Dono ki saansein tez theen. Dono ke jism pasine se bheeg chuke thay.
"Bhai," Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein aansoo thay. "Yeh ghalat hai na?"
"Haan," Sameer ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein bhi aansoo thay. "Bohat ghalat. Lekin hum kya karein? Hamare jism... hamare jism maang rahe hain."
"Main apne aap se nafrat karti hoon," Mehreen ne kaha.
"Main bhi," Sameer ne kaha. "Main bhi."
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Tabassum darwaze ke bahar hi khadi thi. Andar ki awaazein band ho chuki theen. Uski aankhon se aansoo beh rahe thay.
"Yeh sab ghalat hai," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Lekin main bhi... main bhi isi aag mein jal rahi hoon."
Woh wapas apne kamre ki taraf chal padi. Lekin raaste mein use Gulnaz aur Mahpara mileen. Dono ke chehre surkh thay. Dono ki aankhein bheegi hui theen.
"Tabassum," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Tum theek ho?"
"Nahi," Tabassum ne kaha. "Main theek nahi hoon. Hum mein se koi theek nahi hai. Hum sab ek aisi aag mein jal rahe hain jise hum bujha nahi sakte. Aur jo kuch hum kar rahe hain... woh ghalat hai. Bohat ghalat."
Gulnaz ne apni behan ko gale laga liya. Mahpara ne bhi dono ko thaam liya. Teen behnein — kam az kam unhein yahi yaad tha — ek doosre ke gale lag kar ro rahi theen.
"Hum kya karein?" Mahpara ne poocha. "Koi raasta hai?"
"Koi raasta nahi hai," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Ammi ne theek kaha. Hamare jismon mein aag hai. Aur hum use bujha nahi sakte. Sirf... sirf ek doosre ke saath hi."
"Lekin yeh ghalat hai," Tabassum ne kaha.
"Haan," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Ghalat hai. Lekin majboori hai. Aur majboori mein insaan kuch bhi kar sakta hai."
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Raat gehri ho chuki thi. Shahnaz apne kamre mein akeli thi. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. Woh jaanti thi ke aaj Mehreen Sameer ke paas gayi hai. Woh jaanti thi ke aaj bhi wohi hoga jo kal hua tha.
"Main maa hoon," usne apne aap se kaha. "Mujhe apni betiyon ko rokna chahiye. Mujhe apne bete ko rokna chahiye. Lekin main khud... main khud isi aag mein jal rahi hoon. Main kaise kisi ko rok sakti hoon?"
Usne apne kapde utaar diye. Uska jism chaand ki roshni mein chamak raha tha — artais saal ki aurat ka jism, lekin abhi bhi jawaan, abhi bhi bhara hua, abhi bhi garam.
Uski chhati bhaari thi. Uske siray sakht thay. Uski tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui, tayyar.
Woh bistar par leti thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Woh intezaar kar rahi thi.
"Yeh ghalat hai," woh soch rahi thi. "Yeh mera beta hai. Jo main chahti hoon... woh ghalat hai. Bohat ghalat. Lekin... lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakti. Mera jism use maang raha hai. Mujhe uski zaroorat hai."
Darwaza khula. Sameer andar aaya.
Solah saal ka ladka. Uski mardangi pehle hi sakht thi — lambi, moti, taqatwar. Uski nas nas dikhai de rahi thi. Uske siray se pani ki boond tapak rahi thi.
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi. Uski aankhon mein sharam thi, majboori thi, aur bhookh bhi thi.
"Aao, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Usne apni aankhein kholeen. Uske gaalon par aansoo beh rahe thay. "Aao. Mujhe pata hai ke yeh ghalat hai. Bohat ghalat. Lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakti. Mera jism... mera jism tumhe maang raha hai."
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha. "Main bhi. Main bhi apne aap ko nahi rok sakta. Main jaanta hoon ke aap meri maa hain. Lekin mera jism... meri mardangi... woh aapko dekh kar sakht ho jaati hai. Main kuch nahi kar sakta."
"Phir karo," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Jo karna hai karo. Kal raat ki tarah. Aur is se bhi aage."
Woh bistar par let gayi. Usne apni taangein khol deen — poori tarah. Uski narmi saamne thi — bheegi hui, khuli hui, tayyar. Pankhudiyan phaili hui theen. Uska ras chaand ki roshni mein chamak raha tha.
"Ammi... yeh..." Sameer ki awaaz ruk gayi.
"Karo, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein dard tha, majboori thi, bhookh thi. "Apni mardangi meri narmi mein dalo. Mujhe poora karo. Main jaanti hoon ke yeh ghalat hai. Lekin aur koi raasta nahi hai. Hamare jismon ki aag bujhani hai. Bas yahi ek raasta hai."
Sameer bistar par chadh gaya. Usne apni mardangi ko Shahnaz ki narmi ke qareeb le jaya. Uska sira Shahnaz ki pankhudiyon ko chhoo raha tha.
"Main maafi chahta hoon, ammi," Sameer ne kaha. "Jo main karne wala hoon, uske liye."
"Main bhi, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Main bhi."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko Shahnaz ki narmi mein andar dhakelna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Ek ek inch.
Shahnaz ki saans ruk gayi. Uski narmi ne Sameer ki mardangi ke siray ko apne andar liya. "Aah... beta..."
Sameer ne poori mardangi Shahnaz ke andar daal di — jad tak. Shahnaz ki narmi ne Sameer ki poori mardangi ko apne andar le liya.
"Beta... tum mere andar ho..." Shahnaz ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Uski aankhon se aansoo beh rahe thay — khushi ke, gham ke, sharam ke, majboori ke.
Sameer ne andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Pyar se. Uski mardangi Shahnaz ki narmi ke andar aage peeche ho rahi thi. Shahnaz ki narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird sikud rahi thi.
"Beta... yeh ghalat hai..." Shahnaz phusphusa rahi thi. "Lekin... lekin rukna mat... mujhe... mujhe iski zaroorat hai..."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko tez kar diya. Woh Shahnaz ki narmi ke andar zor zor se andar bahar ho raha tha. Shahnaz ki saans tez thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uske munh se awaazein nikal rahi theen.
"Aur... beta... aur... tez..."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko aur tez kar diya. Shahnaz ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird baar baar sikud gayi. Woh cheekh maar kar bikhar gayi.
"Aah... BETAAA..."
Sameer ne apna pani Shahnaz ke andar chhod diya — qatra qatra. Shahnaz ki narmi ne sab kuch apne andar le liya.
Dono thak kar bistar par let gaye. Dono ki saansein tez theen. Dono ke jism pasine se bheeg chuke thay.
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Main bohat sharminda hoon."
"Main bhi, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Main bhi. Lekin hum kya karein? Hamare jism... hamari majboori..."
"Kya kabhi hum is aag se aazad ho payein ge?" Sameer ne poocha.
"Shayad," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shayad ek din. Lekin aaj nahi. Aaj hum majboor hain."
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Kuch der baad, Sameer Shahnaz ke kamre se nikla. Uska jism thaka hua tha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay.
Woh apne kamre ki taraf ja raha tha ke raaste mein use Gulnaz mili.
"Sameer," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein wohi sawaal tha.
"Gulnaz," Sameer ne kaha. "Main... main abhi ammi ke paas tha."
Gulnaz ki saans tez ho gayi. "Kya... kya tumne..."
"Haan," Sameer ne kaha. "Wohi jo tum soch rahi ho."
Gulnaz ki aankhon mein aansoo aa gaye. "Sameer... yeh sab bohat ghalat hai."
"Main jaanta hoon," Sameer ne kaha. "Lekin main kya karoon? Mera jism maang raha hai. Aur ammi ka bhi. Aur tumhara bhi. Aur sab ka."
Gulnaz ne apne bhai ki taraf dekha. Uski mardangi abhi bhi sakht thi. Uska apna jism bhi jal raha tha.
"Sameer," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Main... main bhi..."
Woh apni baat poori nahi kar payi. Sameer ne Gulnaz ki aankhon mein dekha. Woh jaanta tha.
"Gulnaz, yeh ghalat hai," Sameer ne kaha. "Main tumhara bhai hoon. Kam az kam mujhe yahi yaad hai."
"Main jaanti hoon," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein dard tha. "Lekin mera jism... meri narmi... woh bheeg rahi hai. Main kuch nahi kar sakti."
Dono ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha. Dono ki aankhon mein aansoo thay. Dono jaante thay ke yeh ghalat hai. Lekin dono majboor thay.
"Chalo," Sameer ne kaha. "Chalo mere kamre mein."
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Sameer ke kamre mein, Gulnaz ne apne kapde utaar diye. Uska jism jawaan tha — untees saal ki aurat ka jism, bhaari chhati, patli kamar, lambi taangein. Uski tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui, tayyar.
Woh bistar par let gayi. Usne apni taangein khol deen.
"Sameer," usne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Main khud se nafrat karti hoon. Lekin mera jism... mera jism maang raha hai."
"Main bhi khud se nafrat karta hoon," Sameer ne kaha. "Lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakta."
Usne apni mardangi Gulnaz ki narmi ke qareeb le jaya. Uska sira Gulnaz ki pankhudiyon ko chhoo raha tha.
"Dheere se," Gulnaz ne kaha.
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko Gulnaz ki narmi mein andar dhakelna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Ek ek inch.
Gulnaz ki saans ruk gayi. "Aah... Sameer..."
Sameer ne poori mardangi Gulnaz ke andar daal di — jad tak. Gulnaz ki narmi ne Sameer ki mardangi ko apne andar le liya.
"Aah... bhai... tum mere andar ho..." Gulnaz ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
Sameer ne andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Phir tez. Phir dheere.
"Aur... Sameer... aur..." Gulnaz cheekh uthi.
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko tez kar diya. Gulnaz ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird baar baar sikud gayi. Woh cheekh maar kar bikhar gayi.
Sameer ne apna pani Gulnaz ke andar chhod diya.
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Dono thak kar bistar par let gaye.
"Sameer," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Hum kab tak aise jeete rahein ge?"
"Pata nahi," Sameer ne kaha. "Pata nahi."
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Ghar mein raat gehri ho chuki thi. Sab apne apne kamron mein thay. Aur sab ke dilon mein ek hi baat thi — yeh ghalat hai, lekin majboori hai. Aur majboori mein insaan kuch bhi kar sakta hai.
Uodate: 03
Subah ho chuki thi. Ghar ki khidkiyon se dhoop andar aa rahi thi — halki, sunehri, lekin is dhoop mein bhi ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Jaise sooraj bhi jaanta ho ke is ghar ke andar kya ho raha hai. Jaise hawa bhi tham gayi ho, dekhne ke liye, sunne ke liye.
Shahnaz, artais saal ki aurat, kitchen mein thi. Usne nashta tayyar kiya — ande, bread, chaay. Aur nashte mein wohi cheez mili hui thi jiska use ilm nahi tha. Viagra. Rozana. Har waqt. Uski ungliyan tharthara rahi theen. Uski saans tez thi. Uski tangon ke darmiyan wohi ajeeb si garmi thi jo ab uski zindagi ka hissa ban chuki thi.
Usne apni aankhein band keen aur kal raat ka manzar uske zehan mein ghoom gaya. Sameer ka chehra. Sameer ki mardangi. Woh lamha jab usne Sameer ki mardangi ko apne munh mein liya tha. Woh lamha jab Sameer ka pani uske munh mein aaya tha aur usne sab kuch nigal liya tha.
"Yeh sab ghalat hai," usne apne aap se phusphusa kar kaha. "Yeh mera beta hai. Kam az kam mujhe yahi yaad hai. Lekin mera jism... mera jism maang raha hai. Main kya karoon?"
Uski aankhon mein aansoo aa gaye. Woh phasi hui thi — ek taraf uski yaadein theen jo use kehti theen ke woh ek maa hai, doosri taraf uski majboori thi, uske jism ki aag thi jo use jala rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ke jo ho raha hai woh ghalat hai. Lekin woh bebas thi.
"Ammi," ek awaaz aayi.
Shahnaz ne chonk kar dekha. Gulnaz kitchen mein dakhil ho rahi thi. Untees saal ki aurat jise woh apni sab se badi beti samajhti thi. Uske baal bikhre hue thay, uski aankhein neend se bhaari theen, lekin unmein wohi bechaini thi jo Shahnaz ki aankhon mein thi.
"Gulnaz," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Tum jaldi uth gayin."
"Neend nahi aayi," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi. "Kal raat... bohat kuch hua. Mahpara aur main... hum..."
Woh ruk gayi. Shahnaz ne apni beti ki aankhon mein dekha — unmein wohi sharam thi, wohi ghalat hone ka ehsaas tha jo khud Shahnaz ke dil mein tha.
"Main jaanti hoon," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein dard tha. "Main jaanti hoon ke hum jo kar rahe hain woh ghalat hai. Yeh sab majboori hai. Hamare jismon ki aag hai jo humein pagal kiye de rahi hai. Hum kuch aur soch hi nahi paate."
"Lekin ammi," Gulnaz ne kaha, "hum behnein hain. Aur aap... aap maa hain. Sameer hamara bhai hai. Yeh... yeh bohat ghalat hai."
"Main jaanti hoon, beti," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Main jaanti hoon. Lekin hum kya karein? Khane mein kuch hai. Humein pata nahi kya. Lekin hamare jism jal rahe hain. Hamare dimaag kaam nahi kar rahe. Hum bas... bas apne jismon ki sun rahe hain."
Gulnaz ne apni maa ko gale laga liya. Dono ki aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Ammi, kya hum kabhi is aag se bach payein ge?"
"Shayad," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shayad ek din. Lekin aaj nahi. Aaj humein apni majboori maan-ni pade gi."
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Nashte ki maiz par chhe log jama hue. Shahnaz, Gulnaz, Mahpara, Tabassum, Mehreen, aur Sameer.
Sab khamosh thay. Lekin unki khamoshi mein ek ajeeb si sargoshi thi. Unki aankhein ek doosre se milteen, phir jhuk jateen. Unke haath kaanp rahe thay. Unki saansein tez theen. Aur sab ke dilon mein ek hi baat thi — yeh ghalat hai, lekin majboori hai.
Sameer ne apni maa ki taraf dekha. Shahnaz ki aankhein uski aankhon se mileen. Ek lamhe ke liye waqt ruk gaya. Shahnaz ki aankhon mein wohi bhookh thi jo kal raat thi — lekin aaj usmein dard bhi tha, sharam bhi thi, majboori bhi thi.
Sameer ki mardangi phir se sakht hone lagi. Chadar ke neeche uska ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha. Woh apne aap se nafrat kar raha tha — lekin uska jism uski nafrat nahi sun raha tha.
Mehreen ne Sameer ki god mein chadar ke neeche hilti hui harkat dekhi. Woh jaanti thi ke wahan kya ho raha hai. Usne kal raat apne munh mein wohi cheez li thi. Usne use chakha tha. Usne use nigla tha. Aur aaj... aaj uska jism phir se maang raha tha. Woh apne aap se nafrat kar rahi thi.
Tabassum ki aankhein jhuki hui theen. Woh sab se zyada sharminda thi. Kal raat Mehreen ke saath jo hua tha, woh uske zehan mein baar baar ghoom raha tha. "Yeh meri behan hai," woh soch rahi thi. "Yeh ghalat hai." Lekin uska jism phir se bheeg raha tha.
Mahpara aur Gulnaz ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha. Dono ki aankhon mein sharam thi. Kal raat woh ek doosre ki bahon mein theen. Aaj woh ek doosre ki taraf dekh bhi nahi pa rahi theen.
Shahnaz ne sab ki taraf dekha aur lambi saans li. "Main jaanti hoon," usne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi. "Main jaanti hoon ke hum sab kya soch rahe hain. Hum jaante hain ke yeh sab ghalat hai. Yeh mushtarka nahi hona chahiye. Khaas kar ek khandan mein. Lekin... lekin hamare paas koi raasta nahi hai. Hamare jismon mein aag hai jo humein jala rahi hai. Aur hum use bujha nahi sakte. Sirf ek doosre ke saath hi..."
Woh ruk gayi. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay.
"Lekin ammi..." Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
"Koi aur raasta nahi hai, beti," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Main ne bohat socha. Lekin hamare jism itne bechain hain ke hum soch hi nahi paate. Bas... bas jo ho raha hai hone do. Apne aap ko roko mat. Kyunki rokna ab mumkin nahi raha."
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Sham ka waqt tha. Ghar mein khamoshi thi, lekin woh khamoshi toofan se pehle ki khamoshi thi. Hawa bhi tham gayi thi.
Mehreen apne kamre mein thi. Uska jism phir se aag tha. Woh apne bistar par leti thi, chhat ko ghoorti hui. Uski chhati ke siray sakht thay. Uski tangon ke darmiyan nami thi.
"Yeh ghalat hai," woh apne aap se kah rahi thi. "Sameer mera bhai hai. Main kal raat uske paas gayi thi. Maine uski mardangi ko apne munh mein liya tha. Maine uska pani piya tha. Yeh bohat ghalat hai."
Lekin uski soch uski majboori ke aage haar gayi. Uska jism uth khada hua. Uske pair khud-ba-khud Sameer ke kamre ki taraf badhne lage.
"Main apne aap ko nahi rok sakti," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Mujhe maaf karna, mere rab. Mujhe maaf karna."
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Isi waqt, Tabassum apne kamre mein thi. Woh bhi apne aap se ladh rahi thi.
"Mehreen meri behan hai," woh soch rahi thi. "Kal raat maine uske saath jo kiya... woh ghalat tha. Bohat ghalat. Lekin... lekin mera jism..."
Uski narmi bheeg rahi thi. Mehreen ki yaad se hi. Uski zubaan ka sparsh. Uski ungliyon ka ehsaas. Sab kuch taaza tha.
"Main nahi ja sakti," usne apne aap se kaha. "Main apne aap ko rokungi."
Lekin uska jism uth khada hua. Uske pair Mehreen ke kamre ki taraf badhne lage. Woh apni marzi se nahi chal rahi thi — uski majboori use kheench rahi thi.
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Tabassum Mehreen ke kamre ke darwaze par pahunchi. Darwaza khula tha. Woh andar gayi. Mehreen wahan nahi thi.
"Mehreen?" Tabassum ne pukara.
Koi jawab nahi aaya. Tabassum ko andaza hua ke Mehreen kahan gayi hogi. Sameer ke paas. Uski saans tez ho gayi. Uski narmi aur bheeg gayi — sirf is khayal se ke Mehreen aur Sameer saath hain.
"Yeh ghalat hai, Tabassum," usne apne aap se kaha. "Yeh mat soch."
Lekin woh ruk nahi saki. Woh bhi Sameer ke kamre ki taraf chal padi.
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Sameer ke kamre ka darwaza band tha. Lekin andar se awaazein aa rahi theen. Mehreen ki awaaz.
"Aur... bhai... aur..."
Tabassum ki saans ruk gayi. Woh darwaze ke bahar khadi ho gayi. Woh andar nahi gayi — lekin woh wahan se hat bhi nahi saki. Uske kaan diwaar se lage hue thay. Uski aankhein band theen. Woh sun rahi thi.
"Mehreen... tumhari narmi..."
"Bhai... tumhari mardangi... mere andar..."
Tabassum ki narmi bheeg rahi thi. Uski taangein kaanp rahi theen. Woh apne aap se nafrat kar rahi thi — lekin woh sun rahi thi.
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Andar, Sameer ke kamre mein, Mehreen bistar par leti thi. Uske kapde nahi thay. Uski chhati ubhri hui thi, uski taangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui, tayyar.
Sameer uske upar tha. Uski mardangi sakht thi — lambi, moti, taqatwar. Usne apni mardangi Mehreen ki narmi mein daal di thi — poori tarah, jad tak.
"Bhai... tum mere andar ho..." Mehreen ki aankhein band theen. Uski awaaz mein khushi thi, dard tha, sharam thi, majboori thi — sab kuch ek saath.
Sameer ne andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Pyar se. Uski mardangi Mehreen ki narmi ke andar aage peeche ho rahi thi. Mehreen ki narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird sikud rahi thi.
"Yeh ghalat hai," Sameer ne socha. "Yeh meri behan hai. Kam az kam mujhe yahi yaad hai. Lekin... lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakta. Mera jism..."
Usne apni aankhein band keen aur apni mardangi ko tez kar diya. Mehreen cheekh uthi.
"Aur... bhai... aur..."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko zor zor se andar bahar kiya. Mehreen ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird baar baar sikud gayi. Woh cheekh maar kar bikhar gayi.
Sameer ne apna pani Mehreen ke andar chhod diya — qatra qatra.
Dono thak kar bistar par let gaye. Dono ki saansein tez theen. Dono ke jism pasine se bheeg chuke thay.
"Bhai," Mehreen ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein aansoo thay. "Yeh ghalat hai na?"
"Haan," Sameer ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein bhi aansoo thay. "Bohat ghalat. Lekin hum kya karein? Hamare jism... hamare jism maang rahe hain."
"Main apne aap se nafrat karti hoon," Mehreen ne kaha.
"Main bhi," Sameer ne kaha. "Main bhi."
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Tabassum darwaze ke bahar hi khadi thi. Andar ki awaazein band ho chuki theen. Uski aankhon se aansoo beh rahe thay.
"Yeh sab ghalat hai," usne phusphusa kar kaha. "Lekin main bhi... main bhi isi aag mein jal rahi hoon."
Woh wapas apne kamre ki taraf chal padi. Lekin raaste mein use Gulnaz aur Mahpara mileen. Dono ke chehre surkh thay. Dono ki aankhein bheegi hui theen.
"Tabassum," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Tum theek ho?"
"Nahi," Tabassum ne kaha. "Main theek nahi hoon. Hum mein se koi theek nahi hai. Hum sab ek aisi aag mein jal rahe hain jise hum bujha nahi sakte. Aur jo kuch hum kar rahe hain... woh ghalat hai. Bohat ghalat."
Gulnaz ne apni behan ko gale laga liya. Mahpara ne bhi dono ko thaam liya. Teen behnein — kam az kam unhein yahi yaad tha — ek doosre ke gale lag kar ro rahi theen.
"Hum kya karein?" Mahpara ne poocha. "Koi raasta hai?"
"Koi raasta nahi hai," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Ammi ne theek kaha. Hamare jismon mein aag hai. Aur hum use bujha nahi sakte. Sirf... sirf ek doosre ke saath hi."
"Lekin yeh ghalat hai," Tabassum ne kaha.
"Haan," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Ghalat hai. Lekin majboori hai. Aur majboori mein insaan kuch bhi kar sakta hai."
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Raat gehri ho chuki thi. Shahnaz apne kamre mein akeli thi. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. Woh jaanti thi ke aaj Mehreen Sameer ke paas gayi hai. Woh jaanti thi ke aaj bhi wohi hoga jo kal hua tha.
"Main maa hoon," usne apne aap se kaha. "Mujhe apni betiyon ko rokna chahiye. Mujhe apne bete ko rokna chahiye. Lekin main khud... main khud isi aag mein jal rahi hoon. Main kaise kisi ko rok sakti hoon?"
Usne apne kapde utaar diye. Uska jism chaand ki roshni mein chamak raha tha — artais saal ki aurat ka jism, lekin abhi bhi jawaan, abhi bhi bhara hua, abhi bhi garam.
Uski chhati bhaari thi. Uske siray sakht thay. Uski tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui, tayyar.
Woh bistar par leti thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Woh intezaar kar rahi thi.
"Yeh ghalat hai," woh soch rahi thi. "Yeh mera beta hai. Jo main chahti hoon... woh ghalat hai. Bohat ghalat. Lekin... lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakti. Mera jism use maang raha hai. Mujhe uski zaroorat hai."
Darwaza khula. Sameer andar aaya.
Solah saal ka ladka. Uski mardangi pehle hi sakht thi — lambi, moti, taqatwar. Uski nas nas dikhai de rahi thi. Uske siray se pani ki boond tapak rahi thi.
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha. Uski awaaz bhaari thi. Uski aankhon mein sharam thi, majboori thi, aur bhookh bhi thi.
"Aao, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Usne apni aankhein kholeen. Uske gaalon par aansoo beh rahe thay. "Aao. Mujhe pata hai ke yeh ghalat hai. Bohat ghalat. Lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakti. Mera jism... mera jism tumhe maang raha hai."
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha. "Main bhi. Main bhi apne aap ko nahi rok sakta. Main jaanta hoon ke aap meri maa hain. Lekin mera jism... meri mardangi... woh aapko dekh kar sakht ho jaati hai. Main kuch nahi kar sakta."
"Phir karo," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Jo karna hai karo. Kal raat ki tarah. Aur is se bhi aage."
Woh bistar par let gayi. Usne apni taangein khol deen — poori tarah. Uski narmi saamne thi — bheegi hui, khuli hui, tayyar. Pankhudiyan phaili hui theen. Uska ras chaand ki roshni mein chamak raha tha.
"Ammi... yeh..." Sameer ki awaaz ruk gayi.
"Karo, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein dard tha, majboori thi, bhookh thi. "Apni mardangi meri narmi mein dalo. Mujhe poora karo. Main jaanti hoon ke yeh ghalat hai. Lekin aur koi raasta nahi hai. Hamare jismon ki aag bujhani hai. Bas yahi ek raasta hai."
Sameer bistar par chadh gaya. Usne apni mardangi ko Shahnaz ki narmi ke qareeb le jaya. Uska sira Shahnaz ki pankhudiyon ko chhoo raha tha.
"Main maafi chahta hoon, ammi," Sameer ne kaha. "Jo main karne wala hoon, uske liye."
"Main bhi, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Main bhi."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko Shahnaz ki narmi mein andar dhakelna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Ek ek inch.
Shahnaz ki saans ruk gayi. Uski narmi ne Sameer ki mardangi ke siray ko apne andar liya. "Aah... beta..."
Sameer ne poori mardangi Shahnaz ke andar daal di — jad tak. Shahnaz ki narmi ne Sameer ki poori mardangi ko apne andar le liya.
"Beta... tum mere andar ho..." Shahnaz ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Uski aankhon se aansoo beh rahe thay — khushi ke, gham ke, sharam ke, majboori ke.
Sameer ne andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Pyar se. Uski mardangi Shahnaz ki narmi ke andar aage peeche ho rahi thi. Shahnaz ki narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird sikud rahi thi.
"Beta... yeh ghalat hai..." Shahnaz phusphusa rahi thi. "Lekin... lekin rukna mat... mujhe... mujhe iski zaroorat hai..."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko tez kar diya. Woh Shahnaz ki narmi ke andar zor zor se andar bahar ho raha tha. Shahnaz ki saans tez thi. Uski aankhein band theen. Uske munh se awaazein nikal rahi theen.
"Aur... beta... aur... tez..."
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko aur tez kar diya. Shahnaz ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird baar baar sikud gayi. Woh cheekh maar kar bikhar gayi.
"Aah... BETAAA..."
Sameer ne apna pani Shahnaz ke andar chhod diya — qatra qatra. Shahnaz ki narmi ne sab kuch apne andar le liya.
Dono thak kar bistar par let gaye. Dono ki saansein tez theen. Dono ke jism pasine se bheeg chuke thay.
"Ammi," Sameer ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Main bohat sharminda hoon."
"Main bhi, beta," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Main bhi. Lekin hum kya karein? Hamare jism... hamari majboori..."
"Kya kabhi hum is aag se aazad ho payein ge?" Sameer ne poocha.
"Shayad," Shahnaz ne kaha. "Shayad ek din. Lekin aaj nahi. Aaj hum majboor hain."
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Kuch der baad, Sameer Shahnaz ke kamre se nikla. Uska jism thaka hua tha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay.
Woh apne kamre ki taraf ja raha tha ke raaste mein use Gulnaz mili.
"Sameer," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein wohi sawaal tha.
"Gulnaz," Sameer ne kaha. "Main... main abhi ammi ke paas tha."
Gulnaz ki saans tez ho gayi. "Kya... kya tumne..."
"Haan," Sameer ne kaha. "Wohi jo tum soch rahi ho."
Gulnaz ki aankhon mein aansoo aa gaye. "Sameer... yeh sab bohat ghalat hai."
"Main jaanta hoon," Sameer ne kaha. "Lekin main kya karoon? Mera jism maang raha hai. Aur ammi ka bhi. Aur tumhara bhi. Aur sab ka."
Gulnaz ne apne bhai ki taraf dekha. Uski mardangi abhi bhi sakht thi. Uska apna jism bhi jal raha tha.
"Sameer," Gulnaz ne kaha. "Main... main bhi..."
Woh apni baat poori nahi kar payi. Sameer ne Gulnaz ki aankhon mein dekha. Woh jaanta tha.
"Gulnaz, yeh ghalat hai," Sameer ne kaha. "Main tumhara bhai hoon. Kam az kam mujhe yahi yaad hai."
"Main jaanti hoon," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski awaaz mein dard tha. "Lekin mera jism... meri narmi... woh bheeg rahi hai. Main kuch nahi kar sakti."
Dono ne ek doosre ki taraf dekha. Dono ki aankhon mein aansoo thay. Dono jaante thay ke yeh ghalat hai. Lekin dono majboor thay.
"Chalo," Sameer ne kaha. "Chalo mere kamre mein."
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Sameer ke kamre mein, Gulnaz ne apne kapde utaar diye. Uska jism jawaan tha — untees saal ki aurat ka jism, bhaari chhati, patli kamar, lambi taangein. Uski tangon ke darmiyan uski narmi thi — bheegi hui, tayyar.
Woh bistar par let gayi. Usne apni taangein khol deen.
"Sameer," usne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Main khud se nafrat karti hoon. Lekin mera jism... mera jism maang raha hai."
"Main bhi khud se nafrat karta hoon," Sameer ne kaha. "Lekin main apne aap ko nahi rok sakta."
Usne apni mardangi Gulnaz ki narmi ke qareeb le jaya. Uska sira Gulnaz ki pankhudiyon ko chhoo raha tha.
"Dheere se," Gulnaz ne kaha.
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko Gulnaz ki narmi mein andar dhakelna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Ek ek inch.
Gulnaz ki saans ruk gayi. "Aah... Sameer..."
Sameer ne poori mardangi Gulnaz ke andar daal di — jad tak. Gulnaz ki narmi ne Sameer ki mardangi ko apne andar le liya.
"Aah... bhai... tum mere andar ho..." Gulnaz ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
Sameer ne andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Dheere dheere. Phir tez. Phir dheere.
"Aur... Sameer... aur..." Gulnaz cheekh uthi.
Sameer ne apni mardangi ko tez kar diya. Gulnaz ka jism akad gaya. Uski narmi Sameer ki mardangi ke gird baar baar sikud gayi. Woh cheekh maar kar bikhar gayi.
Sameer ne apna pani Gulnaz ke andar chhod diya.
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Dono thak kar bistar par let gaye.
"Sameer," Gulnaz ne kaha. Uski aankhon mein aansoo thay. "Hum kab tak aise jeete rahein ge?"
"Pata nahi," Sameer ne kaha. "Pata nahi."
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Ghar mein raat gehri ho chuki thi. Sab apne apne kamron mein thay. Aur sab ke dilon mein ek hi baat thi — yeh ghalat hai, lekin majboori hai. Aur majboori mein insaan kuch bhi kar sakta hai.