Bhag 25: Subah Ka Toofan – Suruchi Ka Shak, Meenu Ki Darr, Aur Manik Ka Naya Plan
Suraj ki pehli kiran kitchen ki khidki se andar aayi toh ghar mein ek ajeeb sa sannata tha. Jaise har koi jaag raha ho, par koi awaaz nahi kar raha ho. Manik sabse pehle utha. Raat bhar ki tadap ne uske chehre par thakan chhod di thi, aankhon ke neeche halke kaale daayre the, par andar se woh abhi bhi josh mein tha. Usne mirror mein khud ko dekha – ek aadmi jo kal tak ‘Adarsh Pita’ tha, ab ek alag hi janwar ban chuka tha.
Woh seedha kitchen ki taraf badha. Aaj uska plan tha – Meenu ko pakadna. Kitchen mein pahunchte hi usne dekha: Meenu stove ke saamne khadi chai bana rahi thi. Usne aaj ek simple sa suit pehna tha – halka blue, par tight enough ki uski kamar aur gaand ki shape saaf dikhti thi. Uske baal bandhe hue the, par kuch latke hue the – jaise raat bhar neend nahi aayi ho.
Manik dheere se peeche se aaya. Usne bina awaaz kiye Meenu ki kamar par haath rakha aur apna sakht lund uski gaand par ragadne laga. Meenu ka jism ek pal ke liye kaanp utha. Usne gas band kiya aur peeche mudkar dekha – aankhon mein darr tha, par saath hi ek chhoti si tadap bhi.
“Sahab… please… abhi nahi,” Meenu ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, haath se Manik ke haath ko hataane ki koshish ki.
Manik ne uske kaan ke paas muh lagaya aur phusphusaya: “Kal raat tu nahi aayi, Meenu. Maine tujhe kitna tadpaya… ab tu mujhe tadpa rahi hai? Teri chut ki yaad ne mujhe raat bhar sone nahi diya.”
Meenu ne aankhen neeche ki. “Didi ko shak ho gaya hai, Sahab. Kal subah unhone mujhe aise dekha… jaise sab jaanti ho. Agar main aapke kamre mein jaati toh… sab barbaad ho jata.”
Manik ne uski kamar ko aur zor se pakda. “Toh ab kya? Main tadap raha hoon. Tera doodh… teri malai… mujhe chahiye abhi.”
Meenu ne halke se peeche hatkar kaha, “Sahab… aaj office jaane se pehle… bathroom mein? 5 minute… bas thoda sukoon de do. Par dheere… koi sun na le.”
Manik ki aankhen chamak uthi. Woh muskuraya aur bola, “Chal, abhi.”
Dono chupke se bathroom ki taraf badhe. Bathroom ka darwaza andar se lock kiya. Jaise hi darwaza band hua, Manik ne Meenu ko deewar se sataya. Usne uske suit ka pallu neeche gira diya aur bra ke upar se hi choochiyon ko dabane laga. Meenu ne siskari bhari, “Aah… Sahab… dheere…”
Manik ne uski bra ke hooks khole aur choochiyon ko bahar nikaal liya. Unhone ek chuchi munh mein bhar li aur zor se chusne lage. Meenu ne apna haath Manik ke pant par rakha aur lund ko bahar nikaala. Woh pehle se hi sakht tha, precum se geela.
Meenu ne ghutno ke bal baith kar lund ko munh mein liya. Usne pehle dheere-dheere chusa, phir andar lene lagi. Manik ne uske baalon ko pakda aur muh mein dhakke marne laga. “Aah… Meenu… kitna acha lag raha hai… tu meri sabse achhi beti hai.”
Meenu ne aankhen upar utha kar dekha, par uski aankhon mein ab darr zyada tha. Woh jaanti thi ki yeh risk bahut bada hai.
Tabhi bahar se awaaz aayi – Suruchi ki awaaz.
“Meenu? Chai ban gayi? Papa kahan hain?”
Meenu ka dil dhadak gaya. Usne jaldi se lund muh se nikaala aur uth khadi hui. Manik ne bhi pant upar ki. Dono ke chehre paseene se chamak rahe the.
Meenu ne jaldi se suit theek kiya aur bola, “Sahab… aap pehle jaaiye… main aati hoon.”
Manik bahar nikal gaya. Suruchi hall mein khadi thi, haath mein mobile, aankhen kitchen ki taraf.
“Papa, aap bathroom mein the?”
Manik ne normal muskaan di. “Haan beta, brush kar raha tha. Chai ready hai?”
Suruchi ne kuch nahi kaha, bas aankhen sikodi. Woh kitchen mein gayi. Meenu andar se nikal rahi thi, chehra laal, baal thode bikhre hue.
Suruchi ne Meenu ko dekha aur bola, “Meenu, tu theek hai? Chehra itna laal kyun hai? Aur yeh paseena?”
Meenu ne jaldi se kaha, “Didi… gas jala tha na… garmi lag gayi.”
Suruchi ne chai ka cup liya aur kuch nahi boli. Par uski aankhen sab kuch keh rahi thi – main jaanti hoon kuch galat hai.
Manik table par baith gaya. Usne socha – Suruchi ka shak badh raha hai. Ab ise sambhalna padega. Ya toh usko door rakhna padega, ya phir… usko bhi is khel mein laana padega.
Nashta khatam hone ke baad Musu aayi. Usne Manik ki god mein baithne ki koshish ki, par Manik ne halke se roka. “Beta, papa office jaane ki tayyari kar rahe hain.”
Musu ne masoomiyat se kaha, “Papa, aap kal raat bhi late soye the na? Main aapke kamre ke bahar se guzri thi… andar awaaz aa rahi thi.”
Manik ka dil dhadak gaya. “Kaisi awaaz beta?”
Musu ne muskurate hue kaha, “Jaise… koi exercise kar raha ho. Thap-thap si awaaz.”
Manik ne hasne ki koshish ki. “Haan beta, papa ko neend nahi aa rahi thi… thoda workout kar liya.”
Musu ne aankh maari aur chali gayi. Manik ko laga – yeh ladki masoom nahi hai jitni dikhti hai. Usne pehle bhi notice kiya tha – jab Musu god mein baithti hai toh jaan-bujh kar adjust karti hai.
Office jaane se pehle Manik ne Meenu ko ek taraf leke kaha, “Shaam ko… jab sab so jayen… tu aayegi. Aaj nahi aayi toh main khud tere kamre mein aa jaunga. Samjhi?”
Meenu ne sir jhukaya. “Ji Sahab… par Suruchi didi…”
Manik ne bola, “Uske baare mein mat soch. Main sambhal lunga.”
Office pahunchte hi Anjali ne cabin mein aa kar aankh maari. “Shahib… aaj lunch break mein phir se ‘special chai’?”
Manik ne muskuraya. “Haan… par aaj thoda zyada time. 45 minute.”
Anjali ne muskurate hue kaha, “Theek hai… par aapka Tiger aaj bhi itna garam hai?”
Manik ne kaha, “Garam toh hai… par ab ghar ki taraf bhi dhyan dena pad raha hai. Kuch problem ho rahi hai.”
Anjali ne poocha, “Kya problem?”
Manik ne chup rehkar sirf bola, “Family matters. Tu bas apna kaam kar.”
Lunch break mein cabin lock hua. Anjali ne aaj skirt ke neeche panty nahi pehni thi. Manik ne usko desk par lita diya aur seedhe andar daal diya. Anjali ki cheekhein tez thi, par cabin soundproof tha.
“Shahib… aaj zor se… mujhe bhula do sab kuch,” Anjali ne kaha.
Manik ne zor-zor se dhakke maare. Par uska dimaag ghar mein tha – Suruchi ka shak, Meenu ka darr, Musu ki muskaan.
Shaam ko ghar laute toh Suruchi ne seedhe kaha, “Papa, aaj raat dinner ke baad baat karni hai. Aapke room mein.”
Manik ka dil dhadak gaya. “Kya baat beta?”
Suruchi ne bola, “Aap samajh gaye honge. Meenu ke baare mein… aur aapke baare mein.”
Manik ne normal rehne ki koshish ki. “Theek hai beta. Dinner ke baad.”
Raat ko dinner khatam hua. Musu so gayi. Meenu kitchen saaf kar rahi thi. Suruchi Manik ke kamre mein aayi. Darwaza band kiya.
“Papa… main sab jaanti hoon,” Suruchi ne seedhe kaha.
Manik ne kursi par baithkar poocha, “Kya jaanti hai beta?”
Suruchi ne aankhen nam ki. “Meenu ko aap… use kar rahe hain. Kal subah bathroom mein… uska chehra… uski halat… aur aapki awaazein raat mein. Main sab sun rahi thi.”
Manik chup raha. Phir bola, “Beta… yeh adult matter hai. Tu chhoti hai.”
Suruchi ne kaha, “Main chhoti nahi hoon papa. Mujhe samajh aati hai. Par yeh galat hai. Meenu humari family hai. Aap usko aise…?”
Manik ne uth kar uske paas aaya. “Suruchi… main tera pita hoon. Par insaan bhi hoon. Thailand ke baad… kuch badal gaya hai mujhme.”
Suruchi ne aankhen band ki. “Papa… main aapko rokungi nahi. Par Meenu ko mat tadpao. Agar woh khush hai… toh theek hai. Par agar woh darr rahi hai… toh ruk jaiye.”
Manik hairaan ho gaya. “Tu… accept kar rahi hai?”
Suruchi ne dheere se kaha, “Main aapki beti hoon. Aapko khush dekhna chahti hoon. Par ghar ki shanti mat tootne dena.”
Manik ne usko gale lagaya. Par uske dimaag mein ek naya khayal aaya – Suruchi bhi shayad tadap rahi hai. Usne uski peeth par haath phera – thoda zyada der tak.
Suruchi ne peeche hati aur boli, “Papa… good night.”
Woh chali gayi.
Manik bistar par baitha. Ab uska Tiger phir jaag utha. Usne socha – Suruchi ne rokne ki bajaye accept kar liya. Shayad woh bhi…?
Us raat Meenu aayi. Darwaza dheere se khola. Manik ne usko andar khincha aur bistar par patak diya.
“Ab tu nahi bachegi,” Manik ne kaha.
Meenu ne kaha, “Sahab… Suruchi didi jaanti hain.”
Manik ne muskuraya. “Haan… aur usne accept kar liya. Ab tu meri hai… poori tarah.”
Us raat Manik ne Meenu ko teen baar choda – pehle muh mein, phir chut mein, aur aakhir mein peeche se. Meenu cheekhti rahi, par khush bhi thi.
Subah hone tak ghar mein ek naya balance ban gaya tha – shanti nahi, balki ek chhupa hua toofan jo ab control mein tha.
Suruchi apne kamre mein leti soch rahi thi – maine papa ko rokne ki bajaye madad kar di. Ab kya hoga?
Musu sapne mein muskura rahi thi – jaise sab jaanti ho.
Aur Manik? Woh jeet gaya tha. Ab ghar uska playground tha.
