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Yeh kahani sirf kalpanik (fictional) hai. Ismein likhi gayi saari ghatnayein, characters aur situations sirf entertainment ke liye banayi gayi hain. Yeh kisi bhi real vyakti, ghatna ya jagah se inspired nahi hai.
Author: AllelBossAll Rights Reserved © AllelBoss 2026
Is story ka koi bhi hissa text, dialogues, scenes bina likhit permission ke copy, reproduce, edit, share ya publish nahi kiya ja sakta. Kisi bhi tarah ki piracy ya unauthorized use strictly prohibited hai.
Yeh story adult readers ke liye hai aur 18+ audience ke liye bani hai
Main Sangeeta. Umar 42 saal. Log mujhe chawl mein Sangeeta didi” ya Sangeeta aunty” kehte hain. Lekin andar se main sirf ek thaki hui maa hoon jo har din lad rahi hai zindagi se. Mumbai ke Andheri East ke ek purane chawl mein rehti hoon woh bhi line number 4 mein, jahaan paani ki line aur bijli ki taarein sab ek saath latakti rehti hain. Hamara ghar sirf ek chhota sa 10x10 ka room hai. Ek taraf chulha, dusri taraf charpai, beech mein ek purana TV aur corner mein do almirah jismein humara saara samaan samaaya hua hai. Raat ko sab ek hi room mein sote hain main, mera beta Lokesh, badi beti Meena aur chhoti Pinky.
Mere pati Raju ko 10 saal pehle kho diya. Woh truck driver tha. Ek raat Pune highway pe accident ho gaya. Truck palat gaya aur uske saath mera saara sapna bhi. Us din se main akeli hoon. Akeli… lekin sach mein akeli kabhi nahi rahi kyunki teen bacchon ki zimmedari sir pe thi. Lokesh tab sirf 9 saal ka tha. Meena 2 saal ki aur Pinky toh abhi paida hi hui thi. Us samay main sochti thi ki kaise jeena hai? Kaise in teeno ko paalun? Paise nahi, support nahi, sirf ek chhota sa kirana ki dukaan jo mere sasur ne chhod rakhi thi.
Aaj bhi wohi dukaan chalati hoon. Chawl ke entrance pe, ek chhote se khokhe mein. Subah 5:30 baje uth jaati hoon. Pehle chulhe pe paani chadhaati hoon chai ke liye. Phir dono betiyon ko uthaati hoon. Pinky 7 saal ki hai bahut nakhre wali, hamesha Mummy ek aur minute” bolti rehti hai. Meena 12 saal ki ho gayi hai, ab thodi samajhdaar, lekin ab bhi maa ki godi mein sar rakh ke baithna chahti hai. Unko school ke liye ready karti hoon uniform dhona, baal ghunghru banana, tiffin mein jo bhi bacha ho woh daal deti hoon. Government school hai, free hai, lekin uniform, jootey, books ke paise alag se nikalte hain.
Lokesh 19 saal ka ho chuka hai. Lambaa, gora, strong body. School ke time mein bahut padhta tha, lekin 10th ke baad sab band. Paise nahi the college ke liye. Us din yaad hai mujhe results aaye the, usne 78% maare the. Maine usko gale lagaya tha aur ro padi thi. Maa, main padhunga, tension mat lo,” usne kaha tha. Lekin do mahine baad hi usne dukaan sambhaal li. Maa, tum akeli itna sab nahi kar paogi. Main hoon na.” Uske muh se yeh line sunke mera dil toot gaya tha. Mera beta, jo doctor ya engineer ban sakta tha, aaj subah 6 bje dukaan kholta hai, cigarette bechta hai, chai bechta hai, aur raat ko thak ke ghar aata hai.
Humari zindagi bahut simple aur sakht hai. Subah 6 baje dukaan khulti hai. Main aur Lokesh dono baithte hain. Woh bahar counter pe, main andar hisaab likhti hoon. Log aate hain koi doodh maangta hai, koi bread, koi 5 rupaye ka namkeen. Kabhi kabhi credit pe bhi dete hain kyunki yahan ke log bhi gareeb hain. Didiji, agle hafte de dunga” yeh line roz sunti hoon. Rent bhi time pe nahi bhar paati. Landlord Mohan bhai aata hai mahine ke end mein, gussa karta hai, lekin jaanta hai hum kahan se laayen. Kabhi kabhi main usko thoda extra maal de deti hoon extra soap ya biscuit ka packet taaki woh chup rahe.
Shaam ko 7 baje ke aaspaas betiyan school se laut ti hain. Pinky daudti hui aati hai, Mummy aaj teacher ne star diya!” Meena chup chap aati hai, bag rakh ke paani peeti hai. Main unko khana khilati hoon jo bhi bacha ho, roti, dal, kabhi aloo. Phir homework karwati hoon. Lokesh dukaan band karke 10 baje aata hai. Thaka hua chehra, paseene se bhari baniyan. Main usko paani detti hoon, phir khana garam karti hoon. Raat ko hum sab ek hi charpai pe let jaate hain. Main aur Lokesh ek taraf, betiyan dusri taraf. Garmi mein pankha bhi dheere chalti hai. Bijli ka bill bhi bahut aata hai, kabhi kabhi cut bhi ho jaati hai.
Mujhe guilt bahut hota hai. Roz raat ko sochti hoon Lokesh ko maine uski zindagi cheen li. 19 saal ka ladka hai, usko dost chahiye, movie dekhni chahiye, ladkiyon se baat karni chahiye. Lekin yahan sirf dukaan, hisaab, aur ghar. Kabhi kabhi woh chup chap baithta hai chhat pe, cigarette peeta hai (main mana karti hoon lekin chupke se peeta hai). Main jaanti hoon uske mann mein kya chal raha hai. Padhai chhodne ke baad uski aankhon mein ek udaasi aa gayi hai. Main usko dekh ke sochti hoon agar Raju hota toh aisa nahi hota. Lekin Raju nahi hai. Sirf main hoon aur yeh teeno bacche.
Ek din yaad hai, barsaat ka mausam tha. Chawl mein paani bhar gaya tha. Dukaan band karke ghar aaye toh pura room geela. Pinky aur Meena bheeg gayi thi. Lokesh ne unko towel se pochha. Phir mujhe dekha aur bola, Maa, tum bhi bheeg gayi ho, badal lo kapde.” Us raat pehli baar mujhe ehsaas hua ki mera beta ab baccha nahi raha. Uske shoulders broad ho gaye the, awaaz bhi deep ho gayi thi. Jab woh mujhe towel dene aaya, uske haath mere kandhe pe lage. Ek second ke liye Nazar mili. Usne jaldi se nazar hata li. Main sharma gayi. Socha Sangeeta, yeh kya soch rahi hai tu? Yeh tera beta hai.
Lekin dil mein ek chhoti si jagah khul gayi thi. 10 saal se kisi mard ne mujhe chhua nahi tha. Sharir ko bhi yaad aata tha raat ko. Kabhi kabhi sapne aate the. Subah uth ke guilt hota tha. Main sochti thi main kaisi maa hoon? Apne bete ke baare mein aisa sochna bhi paap hai. Phir bhi, jab Lokesh dukaan pe mujhe madad karta hai, jab woh heavy sack utha ke laata hai, jab woh thak ke mere paas baithta hai aur bolta hai Maa, aaj kitna kamaya?”, tab dil ko sukoon milta hai. Woh mera beta hai, mera sahara hai, mera dost bhi.
Betiyon ki zindagi bhi mushkil hai. Meena class 7 mein hai. Roz kehti hai Mummy, school mein sab naye kapde pehnte hain, humara uniform purana ho gaya.” Main haske bolti hoon Agli salary mein naya le lenge.” Pinky chhoti hai, usko abhi itna nahi samajh aata, lekin woh bhi Mummy ice cream” maangti rehti hai. Main unko government school bus tak chhodne jaati hoon. Bus stop pe dekhti hoon kuch bacche AC car mein aate hain, mere bacche bus mein. Dil mein dard hota hai, lekin muh pe smile rakhti hoon.
Lokesh ke baare mein sochti hoon toh sabse zyada guilt hota hai. Kal hi usne bola tha, Maa, mera dost Vicky gym join kar raha hai. Main bhi jaaun?” Maine mana kar diya. Beta, dukaan pe kaun baithega? Paise kahan se laayen membership ke?” Usne kuch nahi bola, bas sar jhuka liya. Us raat main royi thi. Socha main apne bete ko uska jawani bhi nahi jeene de rahi. Woh 19 saal ka hai, usko sapne hone chahiye. Lekin yahan sapne sirf dukaan kholne aur band karne tak seemit hain.
Aaj subah bhi routine same thi. 5:30 uthi, chai banayi, betiyon ko uthaya. Pinky ne nakhra kiya, Mummy aaj school nahi jaungi, pet dard kar raha hai.” Maine usko pyar se samjhaya. Meena ne apna bag pack kiya. Lokesh ne dukaan ka shutter khola. Jab main uske paas gayi toh usne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya, Maa, aaj thoda fresh lag rahi ho.” Main sharma gayi. Uske chehre pe woh muskurahat dekh ke dil mein kuch hila. Socha yeh muskurahat sirf mere liye hai kya?
Din bhar dukaan pe saath mein baithe rahe. Woh customer se baat karta, main paise le leti. Kabhi kabhi uska haath mera haath chhoo jaata jab woh register se paise nikaalta. Ek baar usne mujhe paani pilaya. Jab glass mere honthon pe lagaya toh uski ungliyaan mere chin pe lagi. Nazar mili. Us baar dono ne jaldi se nazar hata li. Dil tez dhadka. Main soch rahi thi Sangeeta, control kar apne aap ko. Yeh galat hai. Lekin mann mein ek chhoti si awaaz keh rahi thi yeh toh sirf pyar hai, maa-beta ka pyar.
Shaam ko jab betiyan lautin, Pinky ne mujhe pakad ke kaha, Mummy, aaj teacher ne kaha ki next month picnic hai. Paise dena padega.” Maine sir hilaya. Paise kahan se? Raat ko khana banate waqt Lokesh paas aaya. Maa, chinta mat karo. Main kuch arrangement kar lunga.” Usne mera haath pakda. Uske haath garam the, mazboot. Main uske seene ki taraf dekhi. Uske shirt ke upar se uski chest dikhai de rahi thi. Ek pal ke liye socha agar yeh mera pati hota toh kitna accha hota. Phir turant apne aap ko daanta Sangeeta, paagal ho gayi hai kya?
Raat ko sab so gaye. Main jaag rahi thi. Lokesh mere bilkul paas so raha tha. Uski saans sunai de rahi thi. Uske pair mere pair se touch ho rahe the. Garmi itni thi ki hum sab sirf ek chadar ke neeche the. Usne karvat li aur uska haath mere kamar pe aa gaya. Main hil nahi payi. Dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Uske haath ki garmi meri saree ke upar se feel ho rahi thi. Bahut der tak aise hi leti rahi. Sochti rahi yeh kya ho raha hai mere andar? Kya yeh sirf loneliness hai? Ya kuch aur?
Yeh mera jeevan hai. Mumbai ki chawl ki sakht zindagi. Gareebi, majboori, guilt, aur ab ek nayi feeling jo dheere dheere ubhar rahi hai. Main Sangeeta hoon 42 saal ki maa, dukaan wali, teen bacchon ki zimmedaar. Lekin andar kahin ek aurat bhi hai jo 10 saal se pyar aur chhue ki bhookhi hai. Aur woh aurat ab apne hi bete Lokesh ki taraf dekhti hai alag nazar se.
Yeh kahani sirf kalpanik (fictional) hai. Ismein likhi gayi saari ghatnayein, characters aur situations sirf entertainment ke liye banayi gayi hain. Yeh kisi bhi real vyakti, ghatna ya jagah se inspired nahi hai.
Author: AllelBossAll Rights Reserved © AllelBoss 2026
Is story ka koi bhi hissa text, dialogues, scenes bina likhit permission ke copy, reproduce, edit, share ya publish nahi kiya ja sakta. Kisi bhi tarah ki piracy ya unauthorized use strictly prohibited hai.
Yeh story adult readers ke liye hai aur 18+ audience ke liye bani hai
Main Sangeeta. Umar 42 saal. Log mujhe chawl mein Sangeeta didi” ya Sangeeta aunty” kehte hain. Lekin andar se main sirf ek thaki hui maa hoon jo har din lad rahi hai zindagi se. Mumbai ke Andheri East ke ek purane chawl mein rehti hoon woh bhi line number 4 mein, jahaan paani ki line aur bijli ki taarein sab ek saath latakti rehti hain. Hamara ghar sirf ek chhota sa 10x10 ka room hai. Ek taraf chulha, dusri taraf charpai, beech mein ek purana TV aur corner mein do almirah jismein humara saara samaan samaaya hua hai. Raat ko sab ek hi room mein sote hain main, mera beta Lokesh, badi beti Meena aur chhoti Pinky.
Mere pati Raju ko 10 saal pehle kho diya. Woh truck driver tha. Ek raat Pune highway pe accident ho gaya. Truck palat gaya aur uske saath mera saara sapna bhi. Us din se main akeli hoon. Akeli… lekin sach mein akeli kabhi nahi rahi kyunki teen bacchon ki zimmedari sir pe thi. Lokesh tab sirf 9 saal ka tha. Meena 2 saal ki aur Pinky toh abhi paida hi hui thi. Us samay main sochti thi ki kaise jeena hai? Kaise in teeno ko paalun? Paise nahi, support nahi, sirf ek chhota sa kirana ki dukaan jo mere sasur ne chhod rakhi thi.
Aaj bhi wohi dukaan chalati hoon. Chawl ke entrance pe, ek chhote se khokhe mein. Subah 5:30 baje uth jaati hoon. Pehle chulhe pe paani chadhaati hoon chai ke liye. Phir dono betiyon ko uthaati hoon. Pinky 7 saal ki hai bahut nakhre wali, hamesha Mummy ek aur minute” bolti rehti hai. Meena 12 saal ki ho gayi hai, ab thodi samajhdaar, lekin ab bhi maa ki godi mein sar rakh ke baithna chahti hai. Unko school ke liye ready karti hoon uniform dhona, baal ghunghru banana, tiffin mein jo bhi bacha ho woh daal deti hoon. Government school hai, free hai, lekin uniform, jootey, books ke paise alag se nikalte hain.
Lokesh 19 saal ka ho chuka hai. Lambaa, gora, strong body. School ke time mein bahut padhta tha, lekin 10th ke baad sab band. Paise nahi the college ke liye. Us din yaad hai mujhe results aaye the, usne 78% maare the. Maine usko gale lagaya tha aur ro padi thi. Maa, main padhunga, tension mat lo,” usne kaha tha. Lekin do mahine baad hi usne dukaan sambhaal li. Maa, tum akeli itna sab nahi kar paogi. Main hoon na.” Uske muh se yeh line sunke mera dil toot gaya tha. Mera beta, jo doctor ya engineer ban sakta tha, aaj subah 6 bje dukaan kholta hai, cigarette bechta hai, chai bechta hai, aur raat ko thak ke ghar aata hai.
Humari zindagi bahut simple aur sakht hai. Subah 6 baje dukaan khulti hai. Main aur Lokesh dono baithte hain. Woh bahar counter pe, main andar hisaab likhti hoon. Log aate hain koi doodh maangta hai, koi bread, koi 5 rupaye ka namkeen. Kabhi kabhi credit pe bhi dete hain kyunki yahan ke log bhi gareeb hain. Didiji, agle hafte de dunga” yeh line roz sunti hoon. Rent bhi time pe nahi bhar paati. Landlord Mohan bhai aata hai mahine ke end mein, gussa karta hai, lekin jaanta hai hum kahan se laayen. Kabhi kabhi main usko thoda extra maal de deti hoon extra soap ya biscuit ka packet taaki woh chup rahe.
Shaam ko 7 baje ke aaspaas betiyan school se laut ti hain. Pinky daudti hui aati hai, Mummy aaj teacher ne star diya!” Meena chup chap aati hai, bag rakh ke paani peeti hai. Main unko khana khilati hoon jo bhi bacha ho, roti, dal, kabhi aloo. Phir homework karwati hoon. Lokesh dukaan band karke 10 baje aata hai. Thaka hua chehra, paseene se bhari baniyan. Main usko paani detti hoon, phir khana garam karti hoon. Raat ko hum sab ek hi charpai pe let jaate hain. Main aur Lokesh ek taraf, betiyan dusri taraf. Garmi mein pankha bhi dheere chalti hai. Bijli ka bill bhi bahut aata hai, kabhi kabhi cut bhi ho jaati hai.
Mujhe guilt bahut hota hai. Roz raat ko sochti hoon Lokesh ko maine uski zindagi cheen li. 19 saal ka ladka hai, usko dost chahiye, movie dekhni chahiye, ladkiyon se baat karni chahiye. Lekin yahan sirf dukaan, hisaab, aur ghar. Kabhi kabhi woh chup chap baithta hai chhat pe, cigarette peeta hai (main mana karti hoon lekin chupke se peeta hai). Main jaanti hoon uske mann mein kya chal raha hai. Padhai chhodne ke baad uski aankhon mein ek udaasi aa gayi hai. Main usko dekh ke sochti hoon agar Raju hota toh aisa nahi hota. Lekin Raju nahi hai. Sirf main hoon aur yeh teeno bacche.
Ek din yaad hai, barsaat ka mausam tha. Chawl mein paani bhar gaya tha. Dukaan band karke ghar aaye toh pura room geela. Pinky aur Meena bheeg gayi thi. Lokesh ne unko towel se pochha. Phir mujhe dekha aur bola, Maa, tum bhi bheeg gayi ho, badal lo kapde.” Us raat pehli baar mujhe ehsaas hua ki mera beta ab baccha nahi raha. Uske shoulders broad ho gaye the, awaaz bhi deep ho gayi thi. Jab woh mujhe towel dene aaya, uske haath mere kandhe pe lage. Ek second ke liye Nazar mili. Usne jaldi se nazar hata li. Main sharma gayi. Socha Sangeeta, yeh kya soch rahi hai tu? Yeh tera beta hai.
Lekin dil mein ek chhoti si jagah khul gayi thi. 10 saal se kisi mard ne mujhe chhua nahi tha. Sharir ko bhi yaad aata tha raat ko. Kabhi kabhi sapne aate the. Subah uth ke guilt hota tha. Main sochti thi main kaisi maa hoon? Apne bete ke baare mein aisa sochna bhi paap hai. Phir bhi, jab Lokesh dukaan pe mujhe madad karta hai, jab woh heavy sack utha ke laata hai, jab woh thak ke mere paas baithta hai aur bolta hai Maa, aaj kitna kamaya?”, tab dil ko sukoon milta hai. Woh mera beta hai, mera sahara hai, mera dost bhi.
Betiyon ki zindagi bhi mushkil hai. Meena class 7 mein hai. Roz kehti hai Mummy, school mein sab naye kapde pehnte hain, humara uniform purana ho gaya.” Main haske bolti hoon Agli salary mein naya le lenge.” Pinky chhoti hai, usko abhi itna nahi samajh aata, lekin woh bhi Mummy ice cream” maangti rehti hai. Main unko government school bus tak chhodne jaati hoon. Bus stop pe dekhti hoon kuch bacche AC car mein aate hain, mere bacche bus mein. Dil mein dard hota hai, lekin muh pe smile rakhti hoon.
Lokesh ke baare mein sochti hoon toh sabse zyada guilt hota hai. Kal hi usne bola tha, Maa, mera dost Vicky gym join kar raha hai. Main bhi jaaun?” Maine mana kar diya. Beta, dukaan pe kaun baithega? Paise kahan se laayen membership ke?” Usne kuch nahi bola, bas sar jhuka liya. Us raat main royi thi. Socha main apne bete ko uska jawani bhi nahi jeene de rahi. Woh 19 saal ka hai, usko sapne hone chahiye. Lekin yahan sapne sirf dukaan kholne aur band karne tak seemit hain.
Aaj subah bhi routine same thi. 5:30 uthi, chai banayi, betiyon ko uthaya. Pinky ne nakhra kiya, Mummy aaj school nahi jaungi, pet dard kar raha hai.” Maine usko pyar se samjhaya. Meena ne apna bag pack kiya. Lokesh ne dukaan ka shutter khola. Jab main uske paas gayi toh usne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya, Maa, aaj thoda fresh lag rahi ho.” Main sharma gayi. Uske chehre pe woh muskurahat dekh ke dil mein kuch hila. Socha yeh muskurahat sirf mere liye hai kya?
Din bhar dukaan pe saath mein baithe rahe. Woh customer se baat karta, main paise le leti. Kabhi kabhi uska haath mera haath chhoo jaata jab woh register se paise nikaalta. Ek baar usne mujhe paani pilaya. Jab glass mere honthon pe lagaya toh uski ungliyaan mere chin pe lagi. Nazar mili. Us baar dono ne jaldi se nazar hata li. Dil tez dhadka. Main soch rahi thi Sangeeta, control kar apne aap ko. Yeh galat hai. Lekin mann mein ek chhoti si awaaz keh rahi thi yeh toh sirf pyar hai, maa-beta ka pyar.
Shaam ko jab betiyan lautin, Pinky ne mujhe pakad ke kaha, Mummy, aaj teacher ne kaha ki next month picnic hai. Paise dena padega.” Maine sir hilaya. Paise kahan se? Raat ko khana banate waqt Lokesh paas aaya. Maa, chinta mat karo. Main kuch arrangement kar lunga.” Usne mera haath pakda. Uske haath garam the, mazboot. Main uske seene ki taraf dekhi. Uske shirt ke upar se uski chest dikhai de rahi thi. Ek pal ke liye socha agar yeh mera pati hota toh kitna accha hota. Phir turant apne aap ko daanta Sangeeta, paagal ho gayi hai kya?
Raat ko sab so gaye. Main jaag rahi thi. Lokesh mere bilkul paas so raha tha. Uski saans sunai de rahi thi. Uske pair mere pair se touch ho rahe the. Garmi itni thi ki hum sab sirf ek chadar ke neeche the. Usne karvat li aur uska haath mere kamar pe aa gaya. Main hil nahi payi. Dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Uske haath ki garmi meri saree ke upar se feel ho rahi thi. Bahut der tak aise hi leti rahi. Sochti rahi yeh kya ho raha hai mere andar? Kya yeh sirf loneliness hai? Ya kuch aur?
Yeh mera jeevan hai. Mumbai ki chawl ki sakht zindagi. Gareebi, majboori, guilt, aur ab ek nayi feeling jo dheere dheere ubhar rahi hai. Main Sangeeta hoon 42 saal ki maa, dukaan wali, teen bacchon ki zimmedaar. Lekin andar kahin ek aurat bhi hai jo 10 saal se pyar aur chhue ki bhookhi hai. Aur woh aurat ab apne hi bete Lokesh ki taraf dekhti hai alag nazar se.