Adultery Sasur aur Bahu Ki Anokhi Kahani

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[Premkumar65]

This story is inspired by existing incomplete story by

Ghostprotocal​

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Chapter 1: Susheel Bahu aur Desi Sasur (Introduction)

[Location: Sneha aur Raju ka Bedroom, Subah 6:15 AM]
Sannata... kamre mein bas AC ki halki si hum aur ghadi ki tik-tik gunj rahi thi. Maine apni aankhein kholi aur ceiling ko ghura. Ek aur din. Wahi routine. Wahi khali pan.
Main bistar se uthi, mere reshami nighty ka strap mere kandhe se fisal kar meri gori, makhmali baah par gir gaya. Saamne dressing table ka bada sa aaina tha. Maine khud ko dekha.
"Hey Bhagwan... ye kiske liye hai?" maine dheere se khud se kaha, meri awaz mein ek ajeeb si dard bhari khanak thi.
Aaine mein jo dikh raha tha, wo kisi apsara se kam nahi tha. Mera naam Sneha hai, aur umar 23 saal. Log kehte hain jawani deewani hoti hai, par meri jawani toh bas in char diwari mein ghut rahi thi. Maine apne dono hath apne sine par rakhe. Mere chuche... pure 32 ke size ke, ekdam tight aur khade huye. Bina bra ke bhi ye kisi patthar ki tarah sakht the, jinke nipple nighty ke barik kapde ko cheerne ki koshish kar rahe the.
Maine apni patli kamar par hath firaaya... 28 ki lachakdar kamar, jise pakad kar agar koi mard masal de toh main wahi pighal jaaun. Aur fir niche... mere 34 ke bhare huye hips, jo chlte waqt kisi pendulum ki tarah hilte the. Main ekdam 'doodh ki tarah gori' thi, jaisa shadi ke vigyapan mein likha hota hai. Koi daag nahi, koi charbi nahi, bas makhan jaisa badan.
Par ye makhan pighalne ke liye koi aag hi nahi thi. Raju... mere pati, wo acche the, par thande the. Raat ko bas thoda sa pyaar, aur fir neend. Meri pyas... wo gehari pyas jo meri nabhi ke niche dhadakti thi, wo kabhi puri nahi bujhti thi.
"Snehaaa! Bahu!! Are 6 baj gaye, chai ka paani chadhaya ki nahi?"
Niche se meri saas, Shanta Devi ki teekhi awaz aayi, jisne mere khayalon ka sheesha tod diya.
"Aa rahi hoon Maa ji!" maine chillakar jawab diya, par andar hi andar ek lambi saans chhodi. Ek susheel bahu ka naqaab pehenne ka waqt ho gaya tha. Maine jaldi se apni nighty utari aur bra-panty pehni. Aaine mein ek pal ke liye apne nange badan ko dekha—ek perfect art piece jo kisi museum mein hona chahiye tha, par yahan dhool kha raha tha. Maine ek simple si cotton ki saree lapeti, pallu ko acche se set kiya taaki mera badan dhak jaye, par andar ka ubaar aur hips ki golai chupaana namumkin tha.
[Location: Ghar ka Aangan (Courtyard), Subah 6:45 AM]
Rasoi mein chai ubal rahi thi, adrak aur elaichi ki mehak hawa mein thi. Lekin mujhe jis cheez ki mehak sabse zyada attract kar rahi thi, wo rasoi ki khidki ke bahar se aa rahi thi.
Hamara ghar purane zamane ka tha, beech mein bada sa aangan jahan subah ki dhoop seedhi padti thi. Aur wahan... wahan mere sasur ji, Suresh, apna nitya niyam (daily routine) kar rahe the.
Main chai chhanne ka natak karte huye khidki ki aad mein khadi ho gayi. Ye mera roz ka secret ritual tha.
Suresh ji... umar 56 saal. Par dekhne mein? Kisi bhi 25 saal ke gym jaane wale ladke ko mitti mein mila dein. Wo ekdam 'khet ke mard' the. Rang gehra sanwla (dark), dhoop mein tapa hua loha jaisa. Unke chehre par wo sakhti thi jo gaon ke bade-budhon mein hoti hai, par unki aankhon mein ek aisi chamak thi jo bataati thi ki engine abhi bhi naya hai.
Unhone apni shirt utar rakhi thi. Unka choura seena (broad chest) safed aur kaale baalon se bhara hua tha, jo pasine se bheeg kar unki skin se chipak gaye the. Wo mitti ke akhade wale aadmi the, purane pehelwan.
"Hmph... hmph... hmph..."
Unki har saans ke sath unka seena phoolta aur pichakta tha. Wo 'Dand-Baithak' laga rahe the.
Maine apni saansein rok li.
Ek... do... teen...
Wo neeche jhukte, unki peeth ki muscles kisi saanp ki tarah leherati, aur fir upar aate toh unke biceps kisi nariyal ki tarah sakht ho jate. Unhone sirf ek purani, dhili si lungi pehen rakhi thi, jise unhone upar karke apni jaanghon (thighs) ke paas baandh rakha tha.
Hey Bhagwan... unki jaanghein. Moti, sakht, aur kaale baalon se dhaki hui. Raju ki tarah chikni aur patli nahi, balki ekdam bhari hui, jaise kisi purane bargad ki jadein hon. Unke pure shareer par 'Sarso ka tel' laga hua tha, jo subah ki dhoop mein sone ki tarah chamak raha tha. Tel aur pasine ki wo mixed smell... wo 'mardana' khushboo hawa ke sath udkar meri naak mein ghus rahi thi, aur mujhe nasha sa ho raha tha.
Wo 56 ke the, par jab wo squats kar rahe the, toh unki lungi ke agle hisse mein... wahan kuch tha jo hil raha tha. Ek bhari, mota sa ubaar jo lungi ke kapde se jhakadne ki koshish kar raha tha. Main janti thi main galat kar rahi hoon, main apne sasur ko ghur rahi hoon, par meri aankhein hat hi nahi rahi thi.
Mera dil dhak-dhak karne laga. Meri saree ke andar, meri panty mein halki si gilaas mehsoos hone lagi. Soch kar hi ki ye aadmi... ye lohe jaisa aadmi agar kisi aurat ko pakad le, toh uska kya haal karega.
"Bahu? Chai?"
Suresh ji ki bhari, garajdar awaz aayi. Wo achanak ruk gaye the aur seedha rasoi ki khidki ki taraf dekh rahe the.
Main hadbada gayi. "J-Ji Babuji... bas laa rahi hoon," meri awaz kaanp gayi. Maine jaldi se pallu thik kiya, tray uthayi aur aangan mein kadam rakha.
Jaise hi main unke paas pahunchi, unki heat mujhe mehsoos hui. Wo zameen par chataai bichha kar baithe the, pasina unke mathe se tapak kar unki ghani moochhon par aa ruka tha.
"Rakh de wahan," unhone bina meri taraf dekhe kaha, apni gamchha se gardan pochte huye.
Maine chai ka cup unke paas rakha. Jhukte waqt, meri saree ka pallu thoda sa sarak gaya, aur mere blouse ka deep neck thoda expose ho gaya. Sirf ek second ke liye.
Maine dekha... ya shayad mujhe laga... ki Suresh ji ki nazar chai ke cup se hatkar seedha mere blouse ke andar gayi thi. Unki aankhein... wo tharki nahi thin, wo bhookhi thin. Ek shikaari ki aankhein.
Main turant seedhi ho gayi, chehra laal pad gaya.
"Aur kuch chahiye Babuji?" maine neeche dekhte huye pucha. Meri nazar unki lungi par gayi. Wo baith gaye the, aur lungi thodi khuli thi. Unki moti, hairy thigh ka andaruni hissa dikh raha tha, aur wahan... kaale, ghane baalon ka jungle... uff.
"Nahi," unhone chai ki chuski li, awaz mein ek ajeeb si ghutan thi. "Jaa, apni saas ko dekh, chillati rehti hai subah se."
Main wahan se bhagi. Literally bhagi rasoi ki taraf.
Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
"Sneha, tu paagal ho gayi hai," maine khud ko daanta. "Wo tere sasur hain, tere pita samaan."
Par mere shareer ko rishton ki samajh nahi thi. Mere kaan mein abhi bhi unki wo bhari saansein gunj rahi thi, aur aankhon mein wo tel se chamakta hua, 56 saal ka tagda, anghad mardana jism naach raha tha.
Wahi dur se, Shanta Maa ji ki awaz aayi, "Are O Suresh! Din bhar bas tel malte rahoge ya khet par bhi jaoge? Dekho toh zara, budhapa aa gaya par shauk nawabon wale hain."
Maine diwar se tek laga li aur apni aankhein band kar li. Shanta maa ji ko kya pata... asli mard kya hota hai. Suresh ji bhale hi gawar dikhte hon, kala rang ho, par unke us pasine wale shareer mein jo kashish thi... wo Raju ke suit-boot mein bhi nahi thi.
Main ek susheel bahu thi. Main Sneha thi. Par us pal, rasoi ke us kone mein khadi hokar, jab maine apni thighs ko aapas mein ragada, toh mujhe ehsaas hua... main andar se kitni pyasi thi. Aur darawani baat ye thi... ki wo pyas mere pati ke liye nahi thi.

Chapter 2: Soona Aangan, Teekhe Taane
[Location: Sneha aur Raju ka Bedroom, Raat ke 11:30 PM]
Kamre mein andhera tha, bas bahar sadak ki light ki ek patli si kiran khidki se chhan kar bistar par gir rahi thi. Wo kiran seedha meri nangi peeth par pad rahi thi.
Main pet ke bal leti hui thi, mera chehra takiye mein dhasa hua tha. Meri saansein tez thin, aur mera poora shareer pasine mein bheega hua tha. Mere 34 size ke hips hawa mein uthe huye the, aur Raju... Raju mere upar haanf rahe the.
"Bas... bas ho gaya Sneha..." Raju ki awaz mein wo mardana nasha nahi tha, balki ek thakan thi. Ek 'duty' puri karne ki thakan.
Unhone apne aap ko mujh se alag kiya aur bistar ke doosri taraf ludhak gaye.
Main waisi hi padi rahi. Meri yoni (vagina) gili thi, par wo gilaapan josh ka kam aur majboori ka zyada tha. Pichle teen saalon se yahi ho raha tha. Hum sex karte the, par 'pyar' nahi karte the. Hum bas 'bacha paida karne ki koshish' kar rahe the.
Calendar ke hisab se aaj mera 'fertile day' tha. Doctor ne bola tha aaj zaroori hai. Toh bas... Raju aaye, bina kisi foreplay ke, bina mere chuche dabaye, bina mujhe garam kiye... bas andar daala, do minute hilaaya, maal chhoda aur hat gaye.
Maine dheere se karwat badli aur chhat (ceiling) ko dekha. Mera badan... ye 23 saal ka jawan, kasa hua badan abhi bhi pyaasa tha. Raju ka paani mere andar tha, par meri aag nahi bujhi thi.
Maine apne haath se apne hi breast ko chua. Nipple abhi bhi sakht tha, dard kar raha tha ki koi use muh mein le, use chuse, use kaate. Par Raju ki taraf se gharrati ki awaz aane lagi thi.
Mere andar ek ajeeb si ghutan hui. Kya yahi meri zindagi hai? Ek taraf mera jawan jism jo cheekh-cheekh kar mard ka asli pyar maangta hai, wo ragad maangta hai jo haddiyan hila de... aur dusri taraf ye thanda bistar aur 'Baby Planning' ka bojhal schedule.
Meri aankhon se ek aansu tapak kar takiye mein jazb ho gaya. Main ek machine ban gayi thi. Ek khubsurat, gori, shape mein bani hui baccha paida karne wali machine... jo kharab ho chuki thi.
[Location: Dining Room, Agli Subah 9:00 AM]
Subah ka naashta (breakfast) table par laga hua tha. Par mahual kisi shamshaan se kam nahi tha.
Suresh Babuji apne akhbaar mein dhyan lagaye huye the, par unki plate mein rakha paratha thanda ho raha tha. Raju jaldi-jaldi chai pee rahe the, office jaane ki jaldi thi.
Aur main... main Shanta Maa ji ki taraf dekhne se bach rahi thi.
"Arre bahu," Shanta ji ne chai ka cup zor se table par rakha. Awaz se main seham gayi.
"Kal Pados wali Verma ki bahu ko dekha? Godh bharayi thi uski. Do saal huye shadi ko, aur dusra bacha pet mein hai. Aur yahan..."
Unhone mujhe upar se neeche tak ghura. Unki nazrein mere tight suit, mere ubhre huye seene aur meri patli kamar par ruki.
"Yahan toh bas figure maintain ho raha hai. Roop-rang ka achaar dalungi main agar ghar mein kilkari nahi goonji toh?"
Mera niwala gale mein atak gaya.
"Maa ji, hum koshish kar rahe hain..." maine dheere se kaha, nazrein jhuka kar.
"Koshish? Khaak koshish!" Wo chilla padi. "Paanch saal Sneha! Paanch saal ho gaye! Khet sukha ho toh beej kya karega? Zameen mein hi khot hai lagta hai. Pata nahi kis manhoos ghadi mein rishta kiya tha."
Mere kaan garam ho gaye. 'Manhoos', 'Sukha khet'... ye shabd mere dil par tezaab ki tarah gir rahe the. Maine Raju ki taraf dekha. Ek umeed thi ki wo bolenge. Wo kahenge ki 'Maa, Sneha ko mat danto, hum dono ki baat hai.'
Par Raju... mere pati, jinke liye main har raat apne pair failati hoon... wo chupchap gardan jhukaye mobile dekhne ka natak kar rahe the. Unki ye khamoshi mujhe unke 'prem-rahit' sex se zyada chubhti thi.
"Suresh ji, aap kuch bolte kyun nahi?" Saas ne ab sasur ji ki taraf rukh kiya. "Aapka vansh doob raha hai aur aap akhbaar padh rahe hain?"
Suresh ji ne akhbaar neeche kiya. Unki laal aankhein meri taraf ghumi. Unhone mujhe dekha—meri bhari hui aankhein, mera kaanpta hua nichla honth, aur gusse se tez chalti meri saansein jisse mera seena zor-zor se upar-neeche ho raha tha.
"Shanta, bas kar," Suresh ji ki awaz bhari aur thoss thi. "Nashta karne de ladke ko."
Bas itna? Sirf nashta karne de? Mere liye koi defense nahi?
Mujhe laga jaise kamre ki hawa khatam ho gayi hai. Maine apni plate sarka di. Kursi piche ki aur khadi ho gayi.
"Mera pet bhar gaya hai," maine kaanpti awaz mein kaha aur apne kamre ki taraf bhaagi.
Piche se Saas ki awaz aayi, "Haan haan, bhaag ja. Sach sunna kahan bardasht hota hai Maharani ko. Nakhre dekho zara!"
[Location: Bedroom, Dopahar 2:00 PM]
Main suitcase mein apne kapde thoos rahi thi. Aansu rukne ka naam nahi le rahe the. Mera dimaag sunn pad gaya tha. Paanch saal se main sun rahi hoon. Har mahine period aata hai toh rona aata hai, aur upar se ye taane.
Mujhe laga tha Raju mujhe rokenege. Wo kamre mein aaye the jab main pack kar rahi thi.
"Ye kya bachpana hai Sneha?" Raju ne darwaze par khade hokar kaha.
"Bachpana?" Main ghum kar unpar chillayi. Pehli baar main unpar chillayi thi. "Aap wahan goonge ban kar baithe the Raju! Maa ji ne mujhe kya kya nahi kaha? 'Khot zameen mein hai'... aur aapne ek shabd nahi bola? Kya main akeli zimmedar hoon?"
Raju ne nazrein chura li. "Maa hai wo, purane khayaal ki hain. Unki baton ka bura mat mana kar."
"Bura na maanu?" Main unke kareeb gayi, meri aankhein aag ugal rahi thi. "Toh kya karun? Mar jaaun? Agar mujhme kami hai toh mujhe chhod dijiye! Par main ye roz-roz ki zillat nahi sahungi. Main Maayke jaa rahi hoon. Jab tak aapko meri izzat ki parwah nahi hogi, main wapas nahi aungi."
Maine bag uthaya aur unko dhakka dete huye bahar nikal gayi. Raju ne mujhe roka nahi. Shayad wo khud bhi darrte the... apni maa se, ya shayad us sach se jo hum dono avoid kar rahe the.

[Location: Maayke (Sneha ke Parents ka Ghar), Shaam 7:00 PM]
Ghar ki dehleez par mujhe dekh kar Mummy hairan reh gayi thi. Par mere sooje huye chehre ko dekh kar unhone koi sawal nahi kiya, bas mujhe gale laga liya. Maayke ki wo familiar khushboo... wo sukoon... mujhe laga main pighal jaungi.
Raat ko khana khane ke baad, main Mummy ki god mein sar rakh kar leti thi. Papa so chuke the. Kamre mein sirf hum maa-beti the.
"Kab tak chalega ye Sneha?" Mummy ne mere baalon mein ungliyan ferte huye pucha. "Paanch saal koi kam waqt nahi hota beta."
"Main kya karun Mummy?" Maine sisakte huye kaha. "Maine har vrat rakha, har dawai khaayi, har totka kiya. Reports bhi toh normal hain meri. Doctor ne bola mera uterus ekdam healthy hai, main maa ban sakti hoon. Par..."
Mummy ka hath ruk gaya. Unhone mujhe seedha kiya aur meri aankhon mein dekha. Unki aankhon mein ek alag si samajh thi, wo tajurba jo mujhe abhi tak nahi tha.
"Teri report normal hai na?" Mummy ne gambhirta se pucha.
"Haan," maine gardan hilayi.
"Toh phir Raju ka checkup hua?"
Ye sawal sunkar main chup ho gayi. "Nahi... wo... mard hain na... unhe lagta hai kami mujhme hi hogi. Aur Saas bhi yahi kehti hain."
Mummy ne ek gehri saans li aur thoda aage jhuki, unki awaz dheemi ho gayi jaise koi raaz bata rahi hon.
"Pagli, ye mardon ka ahankaar (ego) hi toh sabse badi bimari hai. Agar khet hara-bhara hai, paani bhi time par diya ja raha hai, fir bhi fasal nahi ug rahi... toh ho sakta hai beej mein hi jaan na ho."
Mera dil zor se dhadka. "Mummy, aapka matlab..."
"Mera matlab saaf hai Sneha," Mummy ne sakhti se kaha. "Tu khubsurat hai, jawan hai, healthy hai. Tere shareer mein wo kashish hai ki murde ko bhi zinda kar de. Agar Raju tujhe 5 saal mein bhi maa nahi bana paaya, toh kami usme ho sakti hai. Wapas jaa, aur is baar rona nahi. Is baar shart rakhna—ki Damad ji apna test karwayenge."
Maine Mummy ko dekha. Unki baton ne mere dimaag mein ek nayi roshni jala di thi. Ab tak main khud ko 'banjh' samajh kar kos rahi thi. Par kya Mummy sahi thi?
Kya kami Raju mein thi?
Kya wo jo bed par jaldi thak jate the, jo wo josh nahi dikha paate the... kya wo isiliye tha ki wo andar se khokhle the?
Ek ajeeb sa khayal mere dimaag mein aaya. Agar Raju baap nahi ban sakta... toh mera kya hoga? Mere is bhare-pure jism ka kya hoga jo har raat tadapta hai?
Lekin Mummy ki baat ne mujhe ek nayi taqat di thi.
"Theek hai Mummy," maine apne aansu ponche. Meri aankhon mein ab dukh nahi, ek zid thi. "Main unka test karwa kar rahungi. Doodh ka doodh aur paani ka paani hona zaroori hai."
Uss raat, apne purane bistar par let kar, mujhe nind nahi aayi. Mere dimaag mein Saas ke taane, Suresh ji ki wo bhookhi nazrein, aur Mummy ka shakk... sab ghum raha tha. Kahani ab badalne wali thi. Aur mujhe andaza bhi nahi tha ki ye 'Test' meri zindagi ko kis gande aur gehre mod par le jaane wala tha.

Very nice start. Very fine way of writing.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 11: Shanta ki Vidayi aur 'Teen Din ka Vrat'
[Location: Ghar ka Main Gate aur Drawing Room, Subah 8:30 AM]
Subah ki dhoop tez ho chuki thi, lekin hamare ghar ke bahar ka mahual usse bhi zyada garam tha. Gali mein ek badi si safed Travel Bus khadi thi, jiska engine 'dhug-dhug' kar raha tha, aur horn baar-baar baj raha tha.
Meri Saas, Shanta Maa ji, aaj kisi jung par jaane wale sipahi ki tarah taiyar thin. Unhone ek chamakdar peeli saree pehen rakhi thi, maathe par bada sa teeka, aur gale mein noton ki mala jaise wo teerth par nahi, chunav ladne ja rahi hon. Unki 'Mahila Mandali' ki baaki auratein bhi bus ki khidkiyon se jhank rahi thin aur chilla rahi thin—"Arre Shanta behen! Jaldi aao! Driver chala jayega!"
Main, Sneha, darwaze par khadi thi, haath mein paani ka lota aur dahi-cheeni ki katori liye. Maine ek simple si maroon colour ki salwar-kameez pehen rakhi thi. Chunni ko maine acche se apne seene par phaila rakha tha taaki mere 34 size ke bhaari boobs dhake rahein, par andar ki ghabrahat ki wajah se meri saansein itni tez thin ki chunni bhi mere seene ke utaar-chadhav ko chupa nahi pa rahi thi.
"Arre Bahu!" Shanta Maa ji ne mud kar mujhe ghurte huye kaha, unki awaz mein wahi purani kadwahat thi. "Dhyaan rakhna ghar ka. Aur khabar daar agar mere piche rasoi mein gandagi ki toh. Suresh ji ko time par khana dena, aur Raju ka dhyaan rakhna."
Unhone Raju ki taraf dekha jo unka suitcase bus mein rakhne ja raha tha. "Raju beta, apna khayal rakhna. Aur sun..." Unhone awaz dheemi ki par mujhe saaf sunayi diya, "...is baar jab main wapas aaun, toh mujhe koi 'acchi khabar' milni chahiye. Har baar main khaali haath nahi lautna chahti."
Raju ka chehra utar gaya. Wo bechara suitcase bus ki dicky mein daalte huye bas sar hila kar reh gaya.
Suresh Babuji... mere Sasur... gate ke paas khade the. Unhone aaj khet wale kapde nahi, balki ek saaf safed kurta aur dhoti pehen rakhi thi. Unke chehre par ek ajeeb si shanti thi—jaise koi qaidi jailer ke jaane ka intezar kar raha ho.
"Jao Shanta, der ho rahi hai," Suresh ji ne apni bhaari awaz mein kaha, bina unki aankhon mein dekhe. "Bhagwan ke darshan acche se karna. Jaldi aane ki koshish mat karna, dharam-karam mein samay lagta hai."
Unki baat mein ek chupa hua sarcasm tha, par Maa ji samajh nahi payin. Wo bus mein chadh gayin. Bus ka darwaza band hua, engine ne zor lagaya, aur dhool udate huye bus gali ke mod se gayab ho gayi.
Sannata.
Achanak se poore ghar mein, poori gali mein ek gehra sannata chha gaya.
Gate band karne ki 'Khatak' awaz ne mujhe chonka diya.
Raju ne gate band kiya aur hum teeno—Main, Raju aur Suresh Babuji—aangan mein khade reh gaye.
Ek ajeeb si feeling thi. Ghar ab 'khali' tha. Koi rok-tok karne wala nahi, koi taana maarne wala nahi. Sirf teen log... ek namard pati, ek jawan aurat, aur ek taqatwar 'Donor'.
"Main... main andar paani rakhti hoon," main hadbada kar boli aur drawing room ki taraf bhagi. Mere pair kaanp rahe the. Mujhe pata tha ki ab kya hone wala hai. Ye chaar din... ye chaar din meri zindagi badalne wale the.
[Location: Drawing Room, Subah 9:00 AM]
Hum teeno drawing room mein baithe the. Pankha upar ghar-ghar karke chal raha tha, par kamre mein AC ki thandak ke bawajood Raju ke maathe par pasina chamak raha tha.
Suresh ji 'Head of the Family' wali badi sofe-chair par baithe the. Unhone apna kurta upar kar rakha tha aur dhoti ko thoda dheela kar diya tha, taaki hawa lage. Unki moti, baalon se bhari taangein faili hui thin. Wo bade aaram se, befikr hokar baithe the, jaise unhe koi tension hi na ho.
Raju aur main saamne wale sofe par baithe the, ek dusre se thoda door.
Raju baar-baar apni mutthi band kar raha tha aur khol raha tha. Table par, ek neele rang ka plastic bag rakha hua tha jo Raju medical store se laya tha.
"Toh?" Suresh ji ne khamoshi todi. Unki awaz drawing room mein gunj gayi. "Shanta gayi. Ab bata, tera kya plan hai? Tu keh raha tha kuch 'dawa-daru' ka intezam karna hai?"
Raju ne ek gehri saans li, jaise wo paani mein koodne se pehle leta hai. Usne kaanpte haathon se wo neela bag uthaya.
"Ji Papa..." Raju ki awaz phat rahi thi. "Wo... plan wahi hai jo humne khet par baat ki thi."
Raju ne bag se ek cardboard ka dabba nikala. Usme se usne ek transparent plastic ka Sterile Cup aur ek moti si, bina sui wali Syringe nikal kar kaanch ki table par rakh di.
Wo plastic ka cup table par rakha hua kisi bomb jaisa lag raha tha.
Maine apni nazrein neeche kar li, meri chunni ko apni ungliyon mein marodne lagi. Mera chehra sharam se tamatar jaisa laal ho raha tha. Mere sasur ke saamne... mere pati ne wo 'bartan' rakh diya tha jisme unhe apna 'paani' nikalna tha.
Suresh ji ne us cup ko dekha, fir syringe ko dekha. Unki aankhon mein ek mazaak aur hairani dono thi. Wo aage jhuke aur us cup ko utha kar aise dekha jaise koi khilona ho.
"Isme?" Suresh ji ne ek kadwi hasi hastay huye pucha. "Is plastic ke katorodan mein tujhe mera 'vansh' chahiye?"
"H-Haan Papa," Raju ne nazrein jhuka kar kaha. "Doctor ne yahi diya hai. Ye... ye saaf hota hai. Isme bacteria nahi hote."
"Bacteria..." Suresh ji ne 'Huh' kiya aur cup wapas table par fenk diya. "Mitti mein palne wale aadmi hain hum Raju, humein kide-makodo ka darr nahi hota. Par chal, teri doctori maan lete hain."
Ab sabse mushkil hissa aane wala tha. Mujhe pata tha Raju kya bolne wala hai, aur main chahti thi ki zameen phat jaye aur main usme sama jaaun.
"Papa ek... ek zaroori baat aur hai," Raju ne thook nigla. Usne meri taraf ek baar dekha, meri aankhon mein wo darr aur sharam dekh kar usne jaldi se nazrein hata li.
"Kya?" Suresh ji ne apni dhoti ke andar khujli karte huye pucha. Ye nazara dekh kar main seham gayi. Wo itne natural the, itne 'raw' the.
"Wo... Doctor ne kaha hai ki... ki..." Raju atak raha tha.
"Bol bhi de ab! Muh mein dahi jama hai kya?" Suresh ji ne daanta.
"Doctor ne kaha hai ki sperm count... matlab 'beej' ki ginti badhane ke liye... aapko agle teen din tak... matlab jab tak hum ye process nahi karte... tab tak aapko 'nakaalna' nahi hai."
Kamre mein sannata chha gaya.
Suresh ji ki bhauhein chadh gayin. "Nikaalna nahi hai? Matlab?"
Raju ka chehra ab sharam se poora laal ho chuka tha. "Matlab... aapko 'hath' nahi lagana hai Papa. Abstinence rakhna hai. Sex ya... ya hastmaithun nahi karna hai teen din tak. Taaki jab teesre din aap is cup mein dein, toh maal zyada ho aur gaadha ho. Usse pregnancy ke chance badh jate hain."
Maine apni saansein rok li. Ek beta apne baap ko bol raha tha ki 'Papa, muth mat maarna teen din tak'. Isse zyada sharamnaak aur awkward pal kisi bahu ki zindagi mein kya ho sakta hai?
Suresh ji ek pal ke liye chup rahe. Wo Raju ko ghurte rahe. Fir achanak... wo zor se hase.
"Hahahaha!"
Unki bhaari hasi se kamra gunj utha. Wo hasi kisi khushi ki nahi, balki ek mardana ahankaar ki hasi thi.
"Arre Raju!" Suresh ji ne haste huye apne ghutne par haath maara. "Tu bhi na... tera doctor bhi pagal aur tu bhi gadha."
Wo thoda serious huye, par unki aankhon mein ek shararati chamak thi jo seedha meri taraf teer ki tarah aa rahi thi.
"Sun beta," Suresh ji ne Raju ki aankhon mein dekhte huye kaha, "Teen din rukne ki baat kar raha hai? Mera irada toh poora hai ki vansh aage badhe, par beta..."
Unhone ek pal ke liye ruka, apni gehari kaali aankhon ko meri taraf ghumaya. Meri saansein atak gayin. Unki nazrein mere chehre se hat kar seedha mere seene par ruk gayin, jaise wo mere andar chupi hui ghabrahat aur uttejna dono ko padh rahe hon.
"...Dekh Raju, Bahu ke liye toh main mahina bhar rok loon, par tumhari Maa ke darr se roz subah khet mein pani nikalna padta hai."
Sannata.
Ekdum bhayanak sannata.
Mere dimaag mein unke shabd kisi bomb ki tarah phate. 'Roz subah pani nikalna padta hai'.
Main shocked thi. Mera muh khula ka khula reh gaya. Maine apni aankhein badi karke apne sasur ko dekha. Kya unhone abhi wahi kaha jo maine suna?
Wo keh rahe the ki wo... wo roz karte hain? 56 saal ki umar mein?
Meri nazrein ghum kar mere pati Raju par gayin. Raju ka chehra sharam se safed pad gaya tha. Wo apne ghutne par rakhe haathon ko zor se masal raha tha. Raju... jo mahine mein ek baar mushkil se mere paas aate the, wo bhi bina kisi josh ke. Aur yahan unke pita... jo dada banne ki umar mein the, wo keh rahe the ki unhe daily release chahiye hota hai warna wo reh nahi sakte.
"R-Roz?" Raju ke muh se bas yahi ek shabd nikla, ek mari hui awaz mein.
Suresh ji zor se hase, "Hahaha! Arre haan bhai! Mard hoon, koi sookhi lakdi thodi hoon. Subah jab khet par nalkaa chalaata hoon na, toh shareer ki garmi bhi nikaalni padti hai, warna dimaag kaam nahi karta. Tera kya hai... tu toh thanda pada rehta hai AC mein. Hum khet ke log hain, humara engine garam rehta hai."
Unki baton mein itna raw masculine pride tha ki mujhe sharam ke maare dharti mein sama jane ka man kar raha tha, par saath hi... saath hi meri yoni mein ek ajeeb si k-kashish hui.
Mere dimaag ne, anchaahe taur par, ek tasveer bana li.
Suresh ji... khet mein akele... subah ki dhoop mein... nange badan... apni us 'cheez' ko haath mein lekar... use masalte huye...
Cheeeee Sneha! Maine khud ko daanta. Sasur hain wo tere!
Par wo khayal hatt nahi raha tha. 'Roz nikalna padta hai'. Iska matlab unka 'tank' hamesha full rehta hai. Iska matlab unke paas wo fluid itni zyada matra mein banta hai ki unhe roz khali karna padta hai. Aur Raju? Raju ka toh boond-boond karke bhi nahi banta.
"Toh... toh Papa," Raju ne himmat karke kaha, halanki uski awaz kaanp rahi thi. "Toh iska matlab... aap kar paoge? Teen din control?"
Suresh ji ne apni dhoti ke upar se apni jaangh par zor se haath maara. Thapp!
"Karunga na!" Unhone chhati chaudi ki. "Ab Bahu ki jholi bharni hai, toh karna padega. Mushkil hoga... bahut mushkil hoga. Teen din tak bandh baandh kar rakhna padega. Par chinta mat kar..."
Wo aage jhuke aur unhone table par rakhe us plastic ke cup ko ungli se hilaya.
"...Jab teesre din ye baandh tootega na Raju, toh tera ye katora chhota pad jayega. Itna 'maal' jama hoga ki sambhalna mushkil ho jayega."
Mera chehra ab itna garam tha ki main almost paseene mein thi. 'Katora chhota pad jayega'.
Unke bolne ka dhang itna ganda aur desi tha ki wo seedha mere dimaag ke us hisse par waar kar raha tha jo sex ke liye bhookha tha.
"Theek hai Papa," Raju ne jaldi se kaha, shayad wo aur zillat nahi jhelna chahta tha. "Toh aaj se... abhi se shuru. Aaj pehla din. Parso raat ko... parso raat ko hum ye karenge."
Suresh ji khade ho gaye. Unki height, unka chauda seena... Raju unke saamne kisi bache jaisa lag raha tha.
"Theek hai," Suresh ji ne kaha. Fir wo mude aur jaane lage, par darwaze par ruk gaye.
Unhone mud kar meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhon mein ab mazaak nahi tha, ek ajeeb si hunger thi. Jaise wo mujhe bata rahe hon ki 'Dekh Bahu, tere liye main apni mardangi ko rok raha hoon'.
"Bahu," unhone awaaz di.
Main hadbada kar khadi ho gayi. "J-Ji Babuji?"
"In teen dino mein... khana thoda taqat wala banana. Doodh-ghee ki kami mat rakhna," unhone ek gehri muskurahat ke sath kaha. "Taqat bacha ke rakhni hai na... 'Daan' dene ke liye."
Wo haste huye apne kamre ki taraf chale gaye. Unki dhoti piche se hil rahi thi, aur mujhe pata tha ki us dhoti ke andar ek soya hua janwar ab teen din ke liye qaid hone wala tha.
[Location: Rasoi, Dopahar 1:30 PM]
Drawing room ka wo scene mere dimaag se nikal hi nahi raha tha. Main rasoi mein roti bel rahi thi, par mera dhyan baar-baar Suresh ji ki baaton par ja raha tha.
Roz subah... Khet mein...
Tabhi Raju rasoi mein aaya. Wo paani peene aaya tha.
"Raju?" maine dheere se pucha.
"Hmm?" usne bina meri taraf dekhe gilaas muh se lagaya.
"Kya... kya ye zaroori tha? Unhe ye sab batana ki 'hilaana' mat? Kitna ajeeb lag raha tha."
Raju ne gilaas patka. "Toh kya karta Sneha? Doctor ne bola hai volume chahiye. Quantity chahiye. Agar wo roz nikaal denge toh bachega kya dene ke liye? Waise hi unki umar 56 hai."
"Par..." maine hichkichate huye kaha. "Unhone kaha ki wo... roz karte hain. Aapko pata tha?"
Raju ne meri taraf gusse se dekha. Uski aankhon mein ek jalan thi.
"Haan, pata tha! Khush? Yahi sunna chahti thi na tum? Ki mera baap mujhse zyada mard hai? Ki wo budha hokar bhi roz kar sakta hai aur main jawan hokar bhi bekaar hoon?"
"Maine ye nahi kaha Raju!" main uske paas gayi aur uska haath pakad liya. "Main bas... main bas hairan thi."
Raju ne mera haath jhatak diya.
"Hairan mat ho. Bas dua karo ki ye teen din jaldi beet jayein. Mujhe unke chehre par wo 'ghamand' dekh kar ulti aati hai. Kaise wo mujhe neech dikhate hain. 'Katora chhota pad jayega'... huh!"
Raju badbadate huye bahar chala gaya.
Main wahi khadi reh gayi.
Raju ko 'ghinn' aa rahi thi. Par mujhe?
Maine apne haath apne pet par rakhe.
Sach kahun toh, jab Suresh ji ne kaha tha ki 'Katora chhota pad jayega', toh mere andar ek umeed jaagi thi. Ek pyas jaagi thi.
Agar sach mein itna saara 'maal' hoga... toh jab wo mere andar jayega... toh kaisa feel hoga?
Wo 'bhara-bhara' ehsaas... jo mujhe Raju ke sath kabhi nahi mila. Raju ka paani toh bas do boond hota tha, pata bhi nahi chalta tha kab andar gaya aur kab khatam ho gaya.
Par Suresh ji ka 'jamaya hua' teen din ka paani...
Maine apni taangein bheech li. Meri salwar ke andar nami badhne lagi thi.
"Hey Bhagwan, main narak mein jaungi," maine khud se kaha. Par mere honthon par ek halki si, sharam se bhari muskurahat thi.
Teen din ka vrat shuru ho chuka tha.
Ghar mein ek ajeeb sa tanaav tha. Har koi jaanta tha ki Suresh ji ke andar kya 'pakk' raha hai.
Har baar jab wo mere saamne aate, toh meri nazar anchaahe taur par unki dhoti ke middle part par chali jati. Aur mujhe lagta ki shayad... shayad wo hissa pehle se thoda zyada bhari, thoda zyada suja hua lag raha hai.
Wo 'bomb' tick-tock kar raha tha. Aur teesri raat ko... wo phatne wala tha. Meri kokh mein.

Very very interesting story.

 

[Alok]

Waiting for next update

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 15: 'Galti' se Lock (The Execution - Part 1)

[Location: Sneha aur Raju ka Bedroom, Raat 11:15 PM]

Kamre mein gehra sannata tha, bas AC ki halki si hummm awaaz is khamoshi ko cheer rahi thi. Bedside lamp ki dim peeli roshni bistar par pad rahi thi, jisse kamre ka mahual behad intimate aur rahasyamayi ho gaya tha.

Main, Sneha, apne double bed ke beechon-beech leti hui thi.

Mere dimaag mein toofan chal raha tha. Suresh Babuji ke aadesh anusaar maine apni neeli satin nighty ko pakda aur kaanpte hathon se use apni kamar tak upar kheench liya. Meri gori, makhmali taangein aur chikni jaanghein hawa mein nangi ho gayin.

Lekin... jab baari aayi sabse aakhri kapde ki... meri Panty ki... toh mere haath ruk gaye.

Meri ungliyan panty ki elastic par atak gayin.
Main nahi kar payi.
Mujhme itni himmat nahi thi ki main darwaza khulne se pehle hi poori tarah nangi hokar let jaun. Main ek 'Bahu' thi, koi pornstar nahi. Mere sanskaar, meri sharam ne mujhe rok liya.

Maine wo safed rang ki cotton panty pehne rakhi. Mujhe laga shayad Babuji aayenge, toh main unse nazrein chura kar, chadar ke neeche se use utaar lungi. Main bas... main bas nangi hone se darr rahi thi.

Main wahan leti thi, nighty kamar par jama ki hui, taangein judi hui, aur meri wo safed panty lamp ki roshni mein chamak rahi thi—ek aakhri deewar meri izzat aur mere sasur ke beech.

[The Entry]

Kichhhh...

Darwaza dheere se khula.

Meri saansein atak gayin. Maine darwaze ki taraf dekha.

Suresh Babuji khade the.

Wo abhi bhi usi 'Raw' avatar mein the—sirf ek safed lungi, upar ka badan nanga. Unka chauda, baalon se bhara seena pasine mein bheega hua tha aur saans lene ke sath upar-neeche ho raha tha. Unki body se ek teekhi, mardaana mehak aa rahi thi jo seedha meri naak mein ghus gayi.

Unke dahine haath mein wo Syringe thi.

Wo syringe poori tarah se Gaadhe Safed Liquid se bhari hui thi. Wo 'Amrit'... wo 'Beej'... wo 'Vansh' jo ab mere andar aane ke liye betab tha.

Raju unke piche khada tha, darwaze ke bahar. Uski aankhein suji hui thin, chehra utra hua tha. Wo andar jhankne ki koshish kar raha tha.

[The Twist: The Lock]

Suresh ji ne kamre mein kadam rakha. Unki nazrein seedha mujh par thin.

Unhone Raju ki taraf muda bhi nahi. Bas apne baayein (left) haath ko piche kiya aur darwaze ke handle ko pakda.

Thak. Darwaza band hua.

Aur uske turant baad, ek aisi awaaz aayi jisne mere dil ki dhadkan rok di.

Khataak!

Suresh ji ne andar se Kundi laga di thi!

Main bistar par shock mein thi. Sasur ji ne darwaza lock kar diya? Jabki mera pati bahar hi hai?

[Raju's Panic (Outside)]

Bahar se turant pratikriya aayi.

Dhad-Dhad-Dhad!

Raju ne darwaze ko bahar se zor-zor se peetna shuru kar diya.

"Papa!" Raju ki awaz mein ghabrahat aur darr tha. "Papa! Darwaza kyu lagaya? Kholiye! Main bahar hoon! Papa please kholiye!"

Main uth kar baithne hi wali thi, "Babuji, Raju bahar..."

Lekin Suresh ji ne shanti se haath utha kar mujhe 'Chup' rehne ka ishara kiya. Unke chehre par koi shikan nahi thi. Wo ekdam gambhir aur focused the.

Unhone darwaze ki taraf bina mude, apni bhaari awaz mein kaha:

"Shor mat kar Raju. Shant reh."

"Par Papa lock kyu kiya? Mujhe dekhna hai! Kholiye na!" Raju bahar se gidgida raha tha. Use pata tha ki andar kya hone wala hai, aur ye soch kar ki uska baap aur biwi akele band hain, wo pagal ho raha tha.

Suresh ji darwaze ke paas gaye, par khola nahi. Unhone sakhti se kaha:

"Dhyan bat-ta hai mera. Ye barik kaam hai beta... haath hil gaya toh beej gir jayega. Main koi risk nahi lena chahta. Tu bahar shanti se baith. 15-20 minute mein khol dunga jab kaam ho jayega."

"Par Papa..."

"Bola na shant reh!" Suresh ji ki awaz mein wo 'Mardaana Hukm' tha jisne Raju ki bolti band kar di.

Bahar khamoshi chha gayi. Raju shayad wahin darwaze se kaan lagakar baith gaya tha, bebas, lachaar aur jal-bhun kar raakh hota hua.

[Inside: The Barrier of Shame]

Ab kamre mein sirf hum do the.
Ek 56 saal ka 'Donor' Sasur, aur uski sharam se laal hoti Bahu.

Suresh ji mude aur bistar ki taraf badhe.
Unke haath mein wo syringe thi, jisme unka apna khoon, apna ansh bhara hua tha.

Unki nazrein mere chehre se hoti hui neeche gayin... meri gardan par... meri nighty par... aur fir...

Fir unki nazrein ruk gayin.

Unhone dekha ki meri nighty kamar tak upar hai, par rasta saaf nahi hai.
Wahan Safed Panty abhi bhi maujood thi. Wo ek rukaawat thi. Ek barricade tha.

Suresh ji ki bhauhein sikud gayin.

"Bahu?" unhone apni bhaari awaz mein pucha, bistar ke paaytaane par aakar khade hote huye. "Ye kya pehen rakha hai? Maine kaha tha na taiyar rehne ko?"

Mera chehra sharam se tamatar ho gaya. Main nazrein nahi mila pa rahi thi.
"W-Wo... Babuji..." main haklayi, apne haath se apni panty ko dhakne ki koshish karte huye. "Mujhse... mujhse utara nahi gaya. Sharam aa rahi thi."

Suresh ji ne ek gehri saans li. Unhone syringe ko side table par, lamp ke paas dhyan se rakh diya. Wo syringe wahan chamak rahi thi, intezar kar rahi thi.

Fir wo bistar par chadhe nahi, balki bistar ke kinare par ghutno ke bal baith gaye, mere pairon ke beech mein.

[The Touch: Obstacle Encounter]

Suresh ji ne apne dono haath aage badhaye.

Unke haath... Hey Bhagwan... kitne bade aur bhaari the. Unki kalayi Raju ki kalayi se doguni moti thi. Unke haathon par kaale baal the jo pasine mein chipke huye the.

Unhone mere takhno ko pakda.

Unka sparsh... wo Garmi... mere pure shareer mein daud gayi. Unki hatheliyan sakht thin, khurduri thin, jaisa ek kisaan ki hoti hain. Aur meri chamdi makhan jaisi naram.

"Faila inhe," Suresh ji ne hukm diya.

Maine darrte-darrte apni taangein thodi kholi.

Suresh ji ne dekha ki panty ka crotch area abhi bhi rasta roke huye hai.

Unhone apna ek haath mere ghutne se fislaate huye upar kiya. Unka khurdura haath meri chikni jaangh par rengta hua upar aaya.

Meri saansein tez ho gayin. Haaah... Haaah...

Unka haath meri panty ke elastic par ruka.
Unhone kapde ko chua.

"Ye sharam ka parda hatana padega Bahu," Suresh ji ne meri aankhon mein dekhte huye kaha. Unki aankhon mein ek aisi bhookh thi jo keh rahi thi ki wo sirf syringe nahi daalna chahte, wo sab kuch dekhna chahte hain.

"Khet mein beej bona hai toh zameen saaf honi chahiye. Kapde ke upar se beej nahi boya jata."

Unhone apni ungli panty ke kinare par feri, jahan se meri nangi skin shuru hoti thi.

"Utarungi nahi..." unhone dheere se pucha, par wo sawal nahi, order tha. "Ya main utaarun?"

Mera dil phatne ko aa gaya. Sasur ji puch rahe hain ki wo meri panty utaarein?

Bahar Raju darwaze se kaan lagaye sun raha tha.
Aur andar... Suresh ji ka haath meri panty ki strip par tha, use neeche khinchne ke liye taiyar.

Sharam ki hadd paar hone wali thi.

Bahut hi sexy tarike se likh rahe ho.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 16: Paraya Ras, Apni Kokh (The Insemination - Part 2)

[Location: Sneha aur Raju ka Bedroom, Raat 11:20 PM]

Kamre ke andar samay jaise tham gaya tha.

Suresh Babuji mere pairon ke beech ghutno ke bal baithe the. Unke bhaari shareer ka saya mujh par pad raha tha. Unki nazrein meri safed cotton panty par gadi hui thin, jo abhi bhi meri 'sharam' ki aakhri deewar bani hui thi.

"Utarungi nahi... ya main utaarun?" unka wo sawal hawa mein latka hua tha.

Maine apni aankhein band kar li aur dheere se, kaanpti hui awaz mein kaha, "A-Aap... Aap hi hata dijiye Babuji. Mere haath nahi uth rahe."

Ye kehna kisi surrender se kam nahi tha. Maine unhe izazat de di thi mujhe 'nanga' karne ki.

[The Sensual Removal: Sharam ka Parda Girta Hai]

Suresh ji ke chehre par ek halki si, vijayi muskurahat aayi. Unhone apne dono khurdure haath aage badhaye aur meri panty ke elastic ko dono taraf se pakad liya.

Unke moti ungliyan meri kamar ki naram chamdi mein dhans gayin.

"Dheela chhod badan ko," unhone fusfusaya.

Unhone dheere se panty ko neeche khinchna shuru kiya.
Srrrr...
Cotton ka kapda meri chikni jaanghon se fisalta hua neeche jaane laga. Jaise-jaise kapda hat raha tha, waise-waise thandi hawa mere sabse garam hisse ko chu rahi thi.

Panty mere ghutno tak aayi, fir mere pindliyon tak, aur aakhir mein unhone use mere nange pairon se bahar nikaal kar farsh par fenk diya.

Ab main poori tarah nangi thi.
Meri nighty kamar par simti hui thi, aur mera nichla hissa—mera 'Khet'—poori tarah se apne 'Kisan' ke saamne khula pada tha.

Suresh ji ne ek gehari saans li, jaise kisi phool ki khushboo sungh rahe hon. Unki nazrein meri yoni ke gulaabi honthon par atak gayin, jo darr aur uttejna se halka-halka fadphada rahe the.


Bahar, Raju paagalon ki tarah darwaze par chipka hua tha.
Usne darwaze ke Keyhole se andar jhankne ki koshish ki.

Usko pura nazara nahi dikh raha tha. Keyhole chhota tha aur angle kharab tha.
Usko sirf Suresh ji ki Peeth dikh rahi thi. Unki chaudi, pasine se chamakti hui nangi peeth.

Raju dekh sakta tha ki uske pita ghutno ke bal baithe hain. Wo dekh sakta tha ki unke haath aage ki taraf kuch kar rahe hain—kuch 'neeche' ki taraf.

"Papa... Papa kya kar rahe ho?" Raju man hi man badbadaya, uska dil jalan se jal raha tha.

Tabhi Suresh ji thoda sa side huye syringe uthane ke liye, aur Raju ko ek jhalak mili.
Usne dekha apni biwi ki Gori, Nangi Taangein hawa mein uthi hui thin. Usne dekha ki Sneha ke pair Suresh ji ke kandhon ke bagal mein the.

Raju ka dimaag phat gaya.
"Nahi... Nahi..." wo rone laga, par awaaz daba li. "Meri Sneha... wo nangi hai... Papa ke saamne poori nangi hai."

Uske dimaag mein gandi tasveerein chalne lagin. Kya Papa sirf syringe use kar rahe hain? Ya wo mauke ka fayda utha kar...?
Raju ne apni aankhein band kar li, par wo keyhole se hat nahi paya. Wo ek Cuckold ki tarah wahin bandha hua tha.


Suresh ji ne syringe utha li thi. Wo 'Loaded Weapon' lamp ki roshni mein chamak raha tha.
Par procedure shuru karne se pehle, unhone kuch aisa kiya jisne meri saansein rok di.

Unhone apne dono haath meri Jaanghon ke neeche daale aur mujhe upar ki taraf utha liya.
Ab mere hips hawa mein the, aur mera 'Target' unke chehre ke aur kareeb aa gaya tha.

Is position mein, meri nazar anchaahe taur par unki Lungi par gayi.

Wo abhi-abhi 'Maal' nikaal kar aaye the. Unhe shant ho jana chahiye tha.
Lekin...
Unki lungi mein abhi bhi Tanaav tha!

Wo 'Bandook' abhi bhi bhari hui lag rahi thi. Shayad mujhe nanga dekh kar, meri khuli hui taango ko dekh kar, unka 'Janwar' fir se jaag gaya tha. Wo sakht hissa lungi ke kapde ko tambu ki tarah uthaye huye tha, aur mere pairon se bas kuch inch ki doori par tha.

Agar wo chahte... agar wo chahte toh syringe phek kar seedha 'Asli Cheez' daal sakte the.
Main shayad unhe rok bhi nahi paati. Shayad main rokti bhi nahi.

"Bahu," Suresh ji ne meri aankhon mein dekha. Unki aankhein laal thin. "Ab jo main dene ja raha hoon... wo anmol hai. Ise sambhal kar rakhna."


Unhone Syringe ki Tip ko meri yoni ke dwar par rakha.

Mujhe ek Thandi Si Siihran mehsoos hui. Plastic ka touch mere garam maas par ajeeb laga.

"Aah..." main hichki.

"Shhh... shant," Suresh ji ne mere pairon ko kaske pakad liya. "Dheela chhod rasta... aane de."

Unhone dheere se... bahut dheere se syringe ko andar dhakka diya.

Wo moti syringe mere andar fisalti gayi. 1 inch... 2 inch... 3 inch.
Mujhe feel hua ki koi cheez mere andar gehraayi tak ja rahi hai. Ye Raju ka auzaar nahi tha, par ye Raju ke pita ka 'auzaar' tha jo plastic ke roop mein mere andar ghus raha tha.

Suresh ji ka chehra pasine se bheega hua tha, wo ek doctor ki tarah concentrated the, par unki saansein ek premi ki tarah bhaari thin.

"Pahunch gaya..." unhone fusfusaya.

[The Injection: Bharne ka Ehsaas]

Ab baari thi Plunger dabane ki.

Suresh ji ne apne anguthe se piche se zor lagaya.

Pichhh...

Pehli dhaar mere andar chooti.

"Ohhh Maaa..." mere muh se ek loud moan nikal gaya. Main rok nahi payi.

Wo liquid... wo 'Beej'... wo Bahut Garam tha.
Body temperature par tha, shayad usse bhi zyada garam.
Jaise hi wo gaadha, creamy drav mere garbh mein girna shuru hua, mujhe laga jaise mere andar Garam Lava bhara ja raha hai.

Suresh ji plunger dabate gaye.
Aur dabaya... aur dabaya... aur dabaya.

Raju ka paani kabhi pata nahi chalta tha.
Par ye?
Ye khatam hi nahi ho raha tha!

Quantity itni zyada thi ki mujhe Fullness mehsoos hone lagi. Mere andar ka har ek kona us safed, gaadhe ras se bharta ja raha tha. Mujhe laga main 'Overflow' ho jaungi.

"Kitna saara hai..." maine haanfte huye kaha. "Babuji... bas... main bhar gayi..."

"Pura le..." Suresh ji ne gurra kar kaha, unhone plunger ko aakhri end tak daba diya. "Ek boond nahi bachaunga. Pura nichod diya hai tere liye."

Aakhri dhaar andar gayi.
Mera pet, mera garbh, ab Suresh ji ke 'teen din ke vrat' ke nateeje se labalab bhara hua tha.


Suresh ji ne syringe bahar nikaal li.
Plop.

Par wo hate nahi.
Wo wahin mere pairon ke beech baithe rahe, meri bhari hui yoni ko ghurte huye.

Unhone apna haath aage badhaya aur apni Anguthe se meri yoni ke lips ko halka sa daba diya, taaki liquid bahar na nikle.

"Hilna mat Bahu," unhone sakhti se, par ek ajeeb si narmi ke saath kaha. "Ek boond bhi bahar nahi girni chahiye. Ye mere khandaan ka bhavishya hai."

Meri nazrein unki aankhon se mili.
Is waqt... wo mere sasur nahi the. Wo mere pati nahi the.
Wo mere Donor the. Wo mere Mate the.

Unki aankhon mein maine dekha ki unhe mujh par, aur mere andar jo abhi unhone daala hai, us par kitna garv hai.
Aur mere andar?
Mere andar ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha. Wo 'khalipan' jo saalon se tha... wo ab bhar chuka tha.

Hum dono ek minute tak aise hi ek-dusre ko dekhte rahe. Ek 'Unspoken Bond' ban gaya tha. Ek aisa raaz jo hum dono ko hamesha ke liye jod dega.


"Ab 20 minute aise hi leti reh. Pair upar rakh," Suresh ji ne mere hips ke neeche do takiye laga diye taaki gravity se beej andar hi rahe.

Unhone apni lungi theek ki jo abhi bhi tambu bani hui thi, syringe ko jeb mein daala aur darwaze ki taraf mude.

Khataak. Kundi khuli.

Darwaza khulte hi Raju andar girne ko hua. Wo wahi khada tha.

Raju andar aaya, ghabraya hua, pasine mein tar.
"H-Ho gaya?" Raju ne pucha, uski awaaz mein darr tha.

Suresh ji ne Raju ke kandhe par ek bhaari haath rakha.
"Ho gaya. Beej bo diya hai. Ab fasal ka intezar kar."

Suresh ji bahar nikal gaye.

Raju ne daud kar bistar ki taraf dekha.

Nazara dekh kar Raju ke dil ke tukde ho gaye.

Uski biwi... Sneha... bistar par leti hui thi. Nangi taangein hawa mein. Hips ke neeche takiya.
Aur uske chehre par...
Uske chehre par wo Santushti thi jo Raju ne kabhi nahi dekhi thi.
Sneha ki aankhein band thin, chehre par ek Glow tha, aur wo apne pet par haath phira rahi thi.

Raju ki nazar farsh par padi Syringe ke wrapper aur Sneha ki Panty par gayi.
Aur fir Sneha ki yoni par... jahan se halka sa safed 'froth' dikh raha tha—jo saboot tha ki wo 'full' hai.

Raju wahi ghutno par gir gaya.
Usse samajh aa gaya ki aaj raat... bhale hi sex nahi hua... par uski biwi ab kisi aur ki ho gayi hai. Andar se. Gehraayi se.

Aur Sneha?
Main bas leti hui thi, aur us Paraye Ras ki garmi ko apne andar mehsus kar rahi thi, aur man hi man muskura rahi thi.
Khet mein beej pad gaya tha.

Superb writing. Bahut hi sexy tarike se likh rahe ho.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 17: Do Lakeeren (The Two Lines)

[Location: Sneha aur Raju ka Bedroom, Subah 6:00 AM – Insemination ke 14 din baad]

Pichle do hafton se mera shareer mujhe ishare de raha tha. Wo ishare jo pichle paanch saal mein kabhi nahi mile the.

Sabse pehle mere Chuche bhaari hone lage.
Wo pehle se bhi zyada sooj gaye the, aur unme ek ajeeb sa kasaav aa gaya tha. Mere nipples, jo aamtaur par halke gulabi the, ab gehre rang ke aur bade ho gaye the. Raat ko sote waqt agar galti se bhi nighty ka kapda unse ragad khata, toh ek current sa daud jata—dard ka bhi, aur maze ka bhi.

Mera pet... mera sapaat pet... mujhe ab 'khali' nahi lagta tha.
Wahan andar ek 'Ganth' si mehsoos hoti thi. Ek 'Bhara-pan' tha. Jaise Suresh Babuji ka wo gaadha beej abhi bhi wahi jama hua hai aur apna kaam kar raha hai.

Aaj subah, jab main uthi, toh mujhe chakkar aa gaya.
Mere muh mein kadwahat thi.
Main bathroom ki taraf bhaagi aur basin mein ukaayi karne lagi.

Raju, jo abhi bistar par hi tha, turant uth gaya. Uski aankhon mein neend gayab ho gayi aur ek umeed ki kiran aa gayi.

"Sneha?" Raju darwaze par aaya. "Ulti aa rahi hai?"

Maine paani se muh dhoya aur aaine mein apna chehra dekha. Rang pila pad gaya tha, par aankhon mein ek alag hi chamak thi.

"Raju..." maine haanfte huye kaha. "Kit... Kit lekar aao. Mujhe check karna hai."

Raju ne pichle mahine hi dher saari Pregnancy Kits khareed kar rakh li thin. Usne kaanpte haathon se ek packet mujhe diya.

Main bathroom mein band ho gayi.
Raju bahar darwaze se kaan lagakar khada ho gaya—bilkul waisa hi jaise us 'Insemination' wali raat ko khada tha. Farak bas itna tha ki tab wo 'darr' raha tha, aur aaj wo 'umeed' kar raha tha.

Maine apni panty utaari aur commode par baith gayi.
Mere haath kaanp rahe the jab maine dropper se apne peshab ki boondein us strip par daali.

Ek minute... Do minute...

Dil ki dhadkan itni tez thi ki mere kaanon mein gunj rahi thi.
Kya wo 'Gaadha Maal' kaam kar gaya?
Kya wo 'Moti Syringe' aur Suresh ji ka wo 'Vrat' safal raha?

Maine aankhein kholi aur strip ko dekha.

Wahan... wahan Do Gehri Gulabi Lakeeren saaf chamak rahi thin.

Positive.

Mera sar ghum gaya. Main Pregnant thi.
Paanch saal ke taane, paanch saal ki zillat... sab ek pal mein dhul gaya.
Lekin sath hi ek bhaari sach mere seene par aa gira— Ye bacha Raju ka nahi tha.

[The Reveal to Raju: Jhooti Khushi]

Maine darwaza khola.
Mere haath mein wo kit thi. Meri aankhein aansuon se bhari hui thin.

Raju ne mere chehre ko dekha, fir mere haath mein us strip ko.
Use kuch puchne ki zaroorat nahi padi.

"S-Sach mein?" Raju ki awaz toot gayi.

Maine bas sar hila diya.

Raju wahin ghutno ke bal gir gaya aur mere pair pakad kar rone laga.
"Hey Bhagwan! Shukriya! Shukriya!"
Wo mere pet ko chumne laga. Us flat pet ko jahan abhi bas shuruaat hui thi.

"Main baap ban gaya Sneha! Main baap ban gaya!"

Main use dekh rahi thi.
Kitna ajeeb tha ye.
Wo janta tha. Hum dono jante the ki ye 'kiska' khoon hai. Ye uske pita ka khoon hai.
Par samaj ke liye... duniya ke liye... wo baap ban gaya tha.

"Raju..." maine uske baalon mein haath fera. "Humein... humein Babuji ko batana chahiye."



Hum kamre se bahar nikle.
Shanta Maa ji abhi tak Teerth se wapas nahi aayi thin (aaj shaam ko aane wali thin). Ghar mein abhi bhi hum teen hi the.

Suresh Babuji aangan mein apni khatiya par baithe the. Subah ki chai pee rahe the.
Unhone dhoti pehen rakhi thi aur upar baniyan. Wahi tagda shareer, wahi robdaar chehra.

Humein kamre se bahar aate dekh unhone cup neeche rakh diya.
Shayad unhe humare chehron ki hawaayi dekh kar andaza ho gaya tha.

Raju daudta hua gaya aur Suresh ji ke pairon mein gir gaya.

"Papa!" Raju hichkiyan lekar rone laga. "Badhai ho Dada ji! Aap... aap Dada ban gaye!"

Suresh ji but statue ban gaye.
Unhone dheere se Raju ke sar par haath rakha.
"Pakka?" unhone bas itna pucha.

Raju ne wo kit unke haath mein di.
Suresh ji ne us choti si plastic ki strip ko apne bade, khurdure haathon mein liya.
Unhone un Do Lakeeron ko dekha.

Unke chehre par koi shor-sharaba nahi hua. Koi naach-gana nahi hua.
Bas ek gehri, santushti bhari muskurahat unki moochhon ke neeche fail gayi.

Unhone nazrein uthaayi aur seedha mujhe dekha.

Main aangan ke dusre kone mein khadi thi, chunni se apna pet dhake huye.
Suresh ji ki nazrein laser ki tarah mere pet par gayin.

Unki aankhon mein jo Garv tha, wo kisi Dada ka nahi... Ek Baap ka tha.
Wo apni 'Fasal' ko dekh rahe the. Unhe pata tha ki unka 'Beej' khali nahi gaya. Unka khoon itna taqatwar hai ki ek hi baar mein, bina chuye, unhone apni bahu ko 'bhar' diya.

"Jeete raho," unhone Raju ko uthaya. "Ja, mandir mein prasad chadha kar aa. Bhagwan ka shukr kar."

Raju khushi-khushi tayar hone bhaag gaya.

Lekin Suresh ji wahin baithe rahe, mujhe dekhte huye.


Shaam ko hum teeno mandir gaye the.
Raju aage-aage chal raha tha, logon ko mithai baat-ta hua. "Main baap banne wala hoon! Chacha main baap banne wala hoon!"

Main aur Suresh ji thoda piche chal rahe the.

Suraj dhal raha tha. Mandir ki ghantiya baj rahi thin.
Maine dekha ki Suresh ji chup-chap chal rahe hain. Hamesha sakht rehne wale 'Pahalwan' ji aaj kuch zyada hi shant the.

Maine himmat karke unki taraf dekha.
Aur jo maine dekha, usne mera dil pighla diya.

Suresh ji ki aankhon mein Aansu the.
Ek mota sa aansu unki aankh ke kone se nikal kar unke gaal par, unki safed daadhi mein gum ho gaya.

Wo khul kar khushi nahi mana sakte the.
Wo chilla kar nahi keh sakte the ki "Ye mera khoon hai!"
Wo kisi ko bata nahi sakte the ki unhone apni bahu ko pregnant kiya hai.
Unhe 'Dada' banne ka naatak karna pad raha tha, jabki asliyat mein wo 'Baap' bane the.

"Babuji?" maine dheere se pukara.

Wo chonkk gaye. Unhone jaldi se apne gamchhe se aankh ponchi.
"Kuch nahi Bahu... bas... dhuan lag gaya aankh mein," unhone jhooth bola.

Par main samajh gayi.
Mera dil... jo ab tak darr aur sharam mein tha... achanak unke liye ek ajeeb si Mamta aur Izzat se bhar gaya.
Unhone mere liye... mere ghar ke liye... apni mardangi ka saboot diya tha, aur ab wo apni pehchaan qurban kar rahe the.

Hum ghar ke darwaze par pahunche. Raju andar chala gaya tha.
Andhera ho chuka tha.

Maine Suresh ji ka haath pakad liya. Ek pal ke liye.
Ye bohot bada kadam tha. Ek bahu apne sasur ka haath nahi pakadti.

Suresh ji ne meri taraf dekha.

"Rona mat," maine fusfusaya, meri awaz mein ek naya rishta tha. "Ye... Ye Raju ka naam lega... par hai toh aapka hi ansh."

Maine unka haath uthaya aur dheere se, bas ek second ke liye, apne pet par rakh diya.

Unka bada, garam haath mere pet par laga.
Unhone wahan chu kar mehsoos kiya... apni takat ko... apne vansh ko.

Suresh ji ka shareer kaanp utha. Unhone meri aankhon mein dekha.
Us pal, bina kuch bole, ek Transfer of Ownership ho gaya.

Raju sirf kaagazon par pita tha.
Lekin main... Sneha... apne dil aur jism se maan chuki thi:
"Main Suresh ki aurat hoon. Ye bacha Suresh ka hai. Aur mera garbh ab inki jagir hai."

Unhone dheere se mera pet thapthapaya—jaise kisan apni sabse keemti fasal ko thapthapata hai.
"Dhyan rakhna iska," unki awaz bhaari thi. "Sher ka bacha hai."

Unhone haath hata liya aur andar chale gaye.

Main wahan khadi rahi, apne pet par haath pherti hui.
Mere andar ek nayi craving jaag uthi thi.
Sirf bache ki nahi... balki us mard ki jisne ye bacha diya tha.

Ab jab 'Do Lakeeren' aa gayi thin, toh humare beech ki 'Lakshman Rekha' dhundhli pad chuki thi.
Aur mujhe pata tha... ye kahani yahan khatam nahi hui hai.
Ye toh bas shuruaat thi.

Lovely expression of love.

 

[Premkumar65]

Chapter 18: Raju ki Maa ki Wapsi

[Location: Ghar ka Aangan, Shaam 7:45 PM]

Ghar ke bahar ek auto-rickshaw ke rukne ki tez awaaz ne hamare teen din ke 'Private Bubble' ko phod diya. Uske baad wahi jaani-pehchaani karkash awaaz gunji jisne pichle paanch saal se mujhe dabav mein rakha tha.

"Arre O Raju! Darwaza khol! Saara samaan kya main budhiya akele uthaungi? Bahu kahan mar gayi?"

Mera dil dhak se reh gaya. Shanta Maa ji wapas aa gayi thin.
Wo 'Shanti' jo Suresh ji ke 'Beej' ke saath ghar mein aayi thi, ab khatam hone wali thi.

Raju daud kar bahar gaya. Main rasoi mein thi, chai chhaan rahi thi. Maine jaldi se apna dupatta theek kiya aur ek nazar apne pet par daali.
"Darrna mat," maine man hi man kaha. "Tera asli baap Suresh yahin baitha hai."

[The Entry: Badla hua Nazariya]

Shanta Maa ji toofan ki tarah andar aayin. Haath mein bade-bade jhole, gale mein mandir ki sookhi maalaayein, aur chehre par safar ki thakan ke saath-saath wahi purani 'Saas wali teekhi nazar'.

Suresh Babuji aangan mein apni khatiya par baithe akhbaar padh rahe the. Unhone akhbaar neeche kiya aur Shanta ji ko dekha.

"Aa gayi?" Suresh ji ne bas itna pucha, unki awaz mein koi khaas utsaah nahi tha.

"Haan, aa gayi. Aapne toh socha hoga wahin reh jaye," Shanta ji ne aate hi taana maara aur sofe par dham se baith gayin. "Paani la bahu! Gala sookh gaya hai."

Main paani ka gilaas lekar aayi aur jhuk kar unke pair chuye.
"Pranaam Maa ji."

Shanta ji ne paani ka gilaas muh se lagaya aur mujhe upar se neeche tak 'scan' kiya.
Unki tez nazron ne turant kuch notice kar liya.

Pichle 14-15 dinon mein, jab se Suresh ji ka wo 'Gaadha Beej' mere andar gaya tha, mere shareer mein raunak aa gayi thi. Mere Gaal gulaabi aur bhare-bhare lag rahe the. Meri Aankhon mein ek gehra sukoon tha. Aur sabse badi baat... meri Chhati .
Wo blouse ke andar pehle se zyada kasi hui aur ufan rahi thin. Mere nipples ki sensitive halat ki wajah se main dupatta thoda loose rakhti thi, jisse mera figure aur bhara-pura lag raha tha.

"Tu... tu kuch badli-badli lag rahi hai," Shanta ji ne gilaas wapas karte huye shakk bhari nazron se kaha. "Motayi hai kya? Ya bas mere piche khoob ghee-doodh udaya hai sasur-bahu ne milkar?"


Raju, jo samaan rakh raha tha, ab apni hansi rok nahi paaya. Wo Maa ji ke paas aaya aur unke ghutno par haath rakh kar baith gaya.

"Maa... Sneha motayi nahi hai," Raju ne ghabrahat aur khushi ke mile-jule bhaav se kaha. "Wo... Wo 'Khushkhabri' hai."

Shanta ji ka haath hawa mein ruk gaya. Unhone Raju ko aise dekha jaise usne koi doosri bhasha boli ho.

"Kya kaha?" unki awaz dheemi ho gayi.

Raju ne apni jeb se wo Pregnancy Kit nikali (jo usne sambhal kar rakhi thi proof ke liye) aur Maa ji ke haath mein pakda di.

"Dekho Maa... Do lakeeren. Sneha maa banne wali hai. Aap Dadi banne wali hain!"

Kamre mein sannata chha gaya.
Suresh ji ne akhbaar poori tarah neeche kar liya. Unke chehre par ek 'confident' muskurahat thi, jaise koi kisaan apni lahlahati fasal ko dekh kar muskurata hai.

Shanta ji ne us plastic ki stick ko dekha. Fir mujhe dekha. Fir Raju ko dekha.
Unke chehre par khushi nahi, balki Ghabrahat aur Avishwas chha gaya.

[The Skepticism: Sapno ka Darr]

"Ye... ye jhooth toh nahi hai?" Shanta ji ne dheere se pucha, unki awaz kaanp rahi thi. "Ye bazaru yantra sahi batata hai? Kahin ye kharab toh nahi?"

"Maa! Aap khush nahi hain?" Raju ka chehra utar gaya. "Paanch saal se aap yahi toh chahti thin. Ab jab ho gaya hai toh aapko yakeen nahi ho raha?"

Shanta ji ne kit ko table par rakh diya aur apna sar pakad liya.

"Main chahti thi... haan main chahti thi Raju," Shanta ji ne rote huye kaha. "Lekin beta... mujhe vishwas nahi ho raha. Wahan Teerth pe... Mata ke darbar mein... mujhe bure sapne aate the."

Hum sab hairan reh gaye. "Kaise sapne?" maine darrte huye pucha.

Shanta ji ne meri taraf dekha, unki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si bebasi thi.
"Sapne mein dekhti thi ki humara aangan sookha pada hai. Maine dekha ki Raju ka vansh aage nahi badh raha... ki shayad..."

Unhone Raju ko dekha aur chup ho gayin. Wo ye nahi kehna chahti thin ki 'Shayad mera beta namard hai'. Ye maa ka 'Intuition' tha jo cheekh-cheekh kar keh raha tha ki Raju baap nahi ban sakta.
Isliye ab jab result 'Positive' tha, toh unka dimaag maan nahi raha tha.

"Maa, wo bas sapne the," Raju ne unka haath pakda. "Dekho, ye sach hai. Sneha pregnant hai."

"Mujhe darr lagta hai Raju," Shanta ji ne zidd pakad li. "Kahin ye koi bimari toh nahi? Kahin ye ladki jhooth toh nahi bol rahi taaki main ise taane na maarun? Kahin iska pet bas... bas hawa se toh nahi phoola?"

Mera dil chot kha gaya. Unhe abhi bhi lag raha tha main jhooth bol rahi hoon.


Shanta ji achanak khadi ho gayin. Unhone apne aansu ponche aur apna purana 'Headmistress' wala roop wapas le liya.

"Aise nahi maanungi main," unhone faisla sunaya. "Ye 50 rupaye ki plastic ki dandi par mujhe bharosa nahi. Kal hi Badi Doctor ke paas jana padega. Ultrasound hoga, tab maanungi."

"Haan Maa, main kal le jaunga Sneha ko," Raju ne kaha. "Hum dono chale jayenge subah."

"Tu?" Shanta ji ne Raju ko aise dekha jaise wo koi 5 saal ka bacha ho. "Tujhe kya pata inn sab cheezon ka? Tu toh biwi ke pallu mein chupa rehta hai. Doctor kuch bhi bol degi aur tu maan lega. Ya ye ladki tujhe patti padha degi."

Shanta ji ki nazrein ghum kar Suresh Babuji par gayin.

Mera dil zor se dhadka.

"Suresh ji," Shanta ji ne apne pati se kaha. "Kal aap bhi saath jayenge."

Suresh ji, jo ab tak chupchap tamasha dekh rahe the, thoda chonkk gaye. "Main? Arre mardon ka kya kaam wahan? Raju le jayega na."

"Nahi!" Shanta ji ne zidd pakad li. "Raju bhola hai. Ise duniyadaari ki samajh nahi hai. Doctor loot lenge ya jhooth bol denge."

Unhone Suresh ji ke paas jakar unke kandhe par haath rakha. Ye scene kitna ironical tha.

"Mujhe sirf aap par bharosa hai Suresh ji. Aap ghar ke bade hain. Aap doctor se baat karenge. Aap confirm karenge ki ye sach hai ya nahi. Jab tak aap apni aankhon se dekh kar mujhe 'Haan' nahi bolenge... tab tak main ise apna Pota nahi maanungi."



Kamre mein ek ajeeb si hawa chal padi.

Maa ji Raju ko 'Incapable' (na-kaara) samajh rahi thin, isliye wo 'Assurance' ke liye Suresh ji ko bhej rahi thin.
Unhe lagta tha ki Suresh ji jaakar 'Check' karenge.
Unhe andaaza bhi nahi tha ki wo Asli Baap ko bhej rahi hain apne bache ki growth check karne ke liye.

Raju ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya. Uski maa us par bharosa nahi karti thi.
"Theek hai Maa," Raju ne nazrein jhuka li. "Papa bhi saath chalenge."

Suresh ji ne meri taraf dekha.
Unki aankhon mein ek shararat thi, ek 'Secret' tha jo hum dono share karte the.

"Theek hai," Suresh ji ne apni moochhon ko taav diya aur khade ho gaye. Unka vishal shareer Raju ke saamne pahaad lag raha tha.

"Agar teri tasalli isi mein hai Shanta, toh main jaunga," Suresh ji ne kaha. "Main khud dekhunga ki maamla kya hai. Raju toh waise bhi ghabra jata hai, main saath rahunga toh doctor bhi dhang se baat karegi."

Unhone 'Saath rahunga' par zor diya.


Maa ji wahan se chali gayin kapde badalne. Raju bhi unke piche gaya samjhane.

Main aur Suresh ji aangan mein akele reh gaye.

Suresh ji mere paas se guzre.
Unhone dheere se fusfusaya, "Kal taiyar rehna Bahu. Teeno jayenge. Pati, Patni... aur..."

Wo ruk gaye. Unhone sentence pura nahi kiya, par matlab saaf tha.
Pati, Patni aur Asli Baap.

"Dekhte hain doctor kya kehti hai mere 'kaam' ke baare mein," unhone ek gehri muskurahat di aur apne kamre ki taraf chale gaye.

Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Kal ka scene kitna awkward aur erotic hone wala tha.
Doctor check-up karegi... Raju side mein khada hoga... aur Suresh ji?
Suresh ji wahan khade hokar 'Supervise' karenge.
Wo dekhenge ki unka beej kaise mere andar jagah bana chuka hai.

Maa ji ko 'Assurance' chahiye tha na?
Kal unhe Suresh ji ki aankhon mein wo assurance dikhega... par wo assurance ek Dada ka nahi, ek garvile Baap ka hoga.

Maine apne pet par haath rakha.
"Kal hum sab saath honge," maine socha.
Ek ajeeb sa parivaar. Ek ajeeb sa sach.
Aur sabse badi baat... mera shareer ab kal do mardon ke beech mein 'examine' hone wala tha.

Bahut hi majedaar dhang se badh rahi hai kahani.