Incest The Storeroom Secret: A Mother-Son Love

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Title: The Storeroom Secret: A Forbidden Mother-Son Love


Author: AllelBoss


Author's Note:


Hello dear readers,


Thank you for choosing to read "The Storeroom Secret: A Forbidden Mother-Son Love". This is a complete 8-chapter erotic story that explores themes of accidental incest, guilt, emotional healing, secret romance, and intense passion between a 43-year-old mother () and her 24-year-old son () in a traditional, crowded middle-class joint family in old Lucknow, India.



In the narrow lanes of old Lucknow, where houses stand shoulder to shoulder and everyone knows everyone’s business, there was a threestorey yellow building with green windows This was the Sharma family home Twentythree people lived under one roof It was a proper middleclass joint family not rich, not poor, but always busy, always together

The ground floor had the big hall where everyone ate together The kitchen was at the back, always smelling of dal, roti, and masala chai First floor had bedrooms for the elders and married couples Second floor had smaller rooms for the young ones and guests The terrace on top was used for drying clothes, keeping pigeons, and sometimes for sleeping when it became too hot inside

At the centre of this big family was Sumathi Sharma, fortythree years old She was the bahu who ran everything Every morning at fivethirty she woke up before anyone else She tied her long hair in a tight bun, put a simple red bindi on her forehead, and wore a cotton saree that was faded but always clean and wellironed She went straight to the kitchen, lit the gas, and started boiling milk for the whole house

Chai ready hai! she would call softly after some time Then one by one, people came down Grandpa with his walking stick, Grandma complaining about her knees, Chacha and Chachi, their children, cousins, and everyone

Sumathi’s husband, Rajesh, was a bank clerk in Kanpur He came home only twice a month because of his job They had been married for twentyfive years In the beginning there was love, but slowly life became only duty For the last two years they hardly spoke like husband and wife They slept in separate beds No fights, just silence Sumathi never complained She just smiled and kept working

Their only son, Ajith, was twentyfour He had just finished his engineering degree from a local college Tall, fair, with soft eyes like his mother, Ajith was a good boy He helped in the house, respected elders, and never gave tension to anyone After college he was looking for a job, but right now all his time was going in his cousin sister’s wedding

The wedding was of Meena, the daughter of Rajesh’s younger brother, Uncle Suresh Meena was getting married to a boy from Allahabad It was a simple home wedding because the family did not want to spend too much money in a big hall We have a big house, why waste money outside? Grandpa had said, and everyone agreed

For the last fifteen days the whole house had turned into a wedding house Relatives started coming from different places from Kanpur, from Gorakhpur, from Delhi, even one cousin from Mumbai Mattresses were spread on the floor in every room Children slept head to foot Fans kept running day and night because April heat in Lucknow is no joke The temperature touched forty degrees sometimes

Sumathi’s day started even earlier now At fourthirty she was in the kitchen making breakfast for thirty people Puri, aloo sabzi, poha, upma, paratha different things every day so no one gets bored Then she prepared lunch boxes for those who had office or college After that came the real work wedding preparations

Sumathi didi, where is the haldi paste? Chachi would shout

Sumathi bhabhi, the mehendi lady has come! someone else called

Sumathi never sat down She moved from kitchen to hall to terrace like a quiet soldier Her face always had a small smile, but her eyes looked tired Only Ajith noticed sometimes

One evening, while Sumathi was cutting vegetables, Ajith came and sat near her on a low stool

Mummy, you look very tired Why don’t you rest a little? I will help, he said

Sumathi looked at her son and smiled softly Beta, wedding is only once in life for Meena After this everything will be normal You help your Chacha with the lights and sound system That is more important

Ajith sighed But you never take rest Papa also keeps telling you on phone to take care, but you don’t listen

Sumathi laughed lightly Your Papa says that only on phone When he comes home he also sits with newspaper only There was no anger in her voice, just a simple truth

Ajith felt a little pain in his heart He loved both his parents, but he could see the distance between them He changed the topic Tomorrow is sangeet Rohan bhaiya is coming from Delhi He said he will bring good music system

Rohan was a distant cousin, the city boy He worked in some IT company in Delhi and always acted modern The family liked him because he was helpful, but sometimes his ways were different

Next day the house became even more crowded Meena’s friends came for mehendi The girls sat in the hall making designs on hands Old ladies sang traditional songs Mehendi laga ke rakhna, doli sajake rakhna… The smell of mehendi and fresh flowers filled the air

Sumathi was busy serving cold drinks and snacks She wore a simple green saree with small golden border Her hair had a few grey strands now, but she still looked beautiful in a quiet way Ajith was helping to arrange chairs and put up fairy lights on the walls

Ajith bhaiya, come and dance with us! Meena’s friends teased him

Ajith smiled shyly No no, I don’t know dancing You all enjoy

But inside he was happy The whole house was full of laughter and music For a few days there was no tension of money, no worry of jobs, only celebration

In the evening, Grandpa sat on his old wooden chair and told stories of his own wedding fifty years ago In our time there was no DJ, only dhol and shehnai But happiness was same, he said proudly

Grandma added, And bahu like Sumathi was rare She works so hard God bless her

Everyone looked at Sumathi and nodded Sumathi felt shy and went back to kitchen quickly

As night came closer, the sangeet preparations started The hall was decorated with colourful dupattas and paper flowers A small stage was made with wooden planks for dancing Uncle Suresh had hired one small DJ from the market Lights were blinking red, green, yellow

Sumathi changed into a maroon saree with golden work It was her favourite saree, kept for special functions She put light kajal and a small necklace When she came down, Ajith saw her and said loudly, Mummy, today you are looking like a bride yourself!

Everyone laughed Sumathi scolded him with love, Chup kar, badmash! Go and help your Chacha

But inside she felt a little happy It had been long since someone said she looked beautiful

The sangeet started at eight o’clock First the ladies sang suhaag songs Grandma and other aunties sat together and sang old folk songs Meena sat in the centre wearing a bright lehenga Her hands were full of red mehendi

Then the young girls and boys started dancing Bollywood songs, Punjabi beats, everything mixed The floor shook with their steps Children ran around clapping Even Grandpa tapped his stick on the ground in rhythm

Sumathi sat on one side, watching everything with soft eyes Sometimes she clapped, sometimes she smiled But her legs were paining from standing the whole day

Around ten o’clock, Rohan arrived from Delhi with two big bags He was wearing jeans and a stylish shirt Namaste everyone! Sorry I got late Traffic was too much, he said

He opened one bag and took out a big speaker This is better than the local DJ Let me connect it

While connecting, Rohan also brought out two bottles of vodka He showed them secretly to the young boys For after party, only for us Don’t tell elders, he whispered

The boys laughed and hid the bottles

Sumathi was thirsty after so much work She went to the big table where cold drinks and sharbat were kept There was a big pitcher of rose sharbat, pink and sweet, looking very cool in this heat She poured two full glasses and drank quickly It tasted a little different, but she thought maybe they added extra rose water today She drank one more glass because the heat was still there

Ajith was also very tired He had been carrying heavy boxes of sweets and cold drinks the whole evening He too went to the same table and drank three glasses of sharbat one after another Ah, very refreshing, he said to himself His head felt light, but he thought it was because of tiredness and loud music

 

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No one knew that Rohan had poured vodka into the sharbat pitcher by mistake He thought it was only for the boys’ corner, but someone mixed the pitcher with the main drinks It was a small mistake One small mistake that no one noticed

The sangeet continued till eleventhirty Everyone was tired but happy Slowly people started going to sleep Mattresses were laid on the floor Fans were running at full speed Lights were switched off in most rooms Only one zero bulb was glowing in the hall

Sumathi’s head was feeling heavy and the world looked a little spinning She thought, Maybe I worked too much today She giggled softly at her own thought She had never drunk alcohol in her whole life She did not even know what being drunk feels like

Ajith also felt strange His cheeks were red and hot He kept smiling without reason The fan sound is too loud, he said to himself and laughed

At midnight, suddenly the power went off The whole mohalla became dark Fans stopped Someone from the first floor shouted, Ajith beta! There are extra mattresses in the storeroom on the terrace Bring two down quickly The children are waking up because of heat

Sumathi heard it Even in her dizzy state she thought, Ajith will not be able to find anything in the dark I should help him She got up slowly, her maroon saree pallu slipping a little from her shoulder

Ajith also heard and started going up the narrow wooden stairs to the terrace Both mother and son, without knowing, were walking towards the same storeroom

The night was quiet now Only crickets were singing The air was still hot And inside the Sharma family house, a small incident had already started changing everything

In the Sharma family house in the old mohalla of Lucknow, the day of sangeet started like any other busy wedding day but soon turned into something full of colour, music, laughter, and tiredness It was a hot April evening The temperature was still around 38 degrees even after sunset The old threestorey yellow house with green windows was packed with twentythree family members and many more relatives who had come from different places

Sumathi Sharma woke up at four in the morning as usual She tied her hair in a neat bun, put a small red bindi, and wore a simple light blue cotton saree The kitchen was her world She lit the gas stove and put a big aluminium pot of milk to boil The smell of fresh milk filled the air Then she started cutting vegetables for breakfast onions, tomatoes, potatoes Her hands moved fast because she knew everyone would wake up hungry

By fivethirty, the house started coming alive Grandpa Sharma, who was seventyeight years old, came down slowly with his walking stick Sumathi beti, chai ban gayi kya? he asked in his weak but loving voice

Ji Dadaji, abhi nikal rahi hoon, Sumathi replied softly with a smile She poured hot chai in small steel glasses and added elaichi for taste

Grandma was next She sat on the wooden chair in the hall and started complaining, Meri ghutne bahut dard kar rahe hain aaj Yeh garmi mein wedding karna bhi mushkil hai But even while complaining she had a happy shine in her eyes because her granddaughter Meena was getting married

Chacha Suresh and Chachi Kamla came down with their daughter Meena Meena was twentytwo, looking excited and a little nervous Bhabhi, aaj sangeet hai Aap bhi dance karengi na? Meena asked Sumathi while hugging her

Sumathi laughed lightly Arre nahi beti, main dance kya karungi? Tum log young ho, enjoy karo Main toh kitchen sambhalungi

Ajith, Sumathi’s son, came down last He was wearing a simple white vest and lungi His hair was messy from sleep Good morning Mummy, he said and gave her a quick side hug Ajith was tall like his father but had his mother’s soft eyes and gentle smile At twentyfour, he had finished engineering but jobs were not easy to find For now, he was fully helping in the wedding

The breakfast was simple but tasty puri, aloo ki sabzi, and mango pickle Everyone sat on the floor in the big hall on old mats Children were running around, elders were talking loudly Pass the puri beta, Arre thoda aloo aur do, Chai garam hai kya? the hall was full of these normal family sounds Sumathi kept serving everyone with love She ate last, sitting in the corner of the kitchen

After breakfast, the real work started Today was sangeet, so the hall had to be decorated Ajith and other young boys brought chairs from neighbours and arranged them in a circle They hung colourful paper flowers and fairy lights on the walls The lights were old but still worked One cousin climbed on a stool to fix the lights while Ajith held the stool steady

Mummy, yeh lights blink kar rahe hain achhe se? Ajith asked Sumathi when she came with a tray of cold nimbu pani

Sumathi looked up and nodded Haan beta, bahut sundar lag rahe hain Tum log jaldi karo, mehendi wali aa rahi hai

The mehendi lady came at ten o’clock All the girls sat in one corner of the hall Meena was in the centre wearing a yellow suit Her hands and feet were being decorated with dark mehendi The designs were beautiful flowers, peacocks, and her future husband’s name hidden somewhere The girls were singing songs like Mehndi laga ke rakhna, doli sajake rakhna… and laughing loudly

Sumathi was busy in the kitchen preparing snacks for everyone samosas, pakoras, and sweet boondi The oil was hot and the smell spread everywhere Chachi Kamla came to help but Sumathi said, Aap baitho, main kar lungi Aap Meena ke paas jao

By afternoon, more relatives arrived Rohan bhaiya from Delhi reached with his big bag He was twentyeight, wearing jeans and a bright shirt Namaste aunty, namaste everyone! he shouted happily Rohan was the modern city boy He brought gifts for Meena a beautiful dress and some makeup Everyone liked him because he was funny and helpful

Rohan also brought two bottles of vodka hidden in his bag He told the young boys secretly, Yeh after party ke liye hai Elders ko mat batana Thoda masti karenge The boys laughed and nodded No one in the Sharma family drank alcohol normally It was a strict middleclass house where even tea was taken without much sugar sometimes

Sumathi did not know anything about the bottles She was too busy She drank two glasses of plain water and kept working The heat was increasing Fans were running at full speed but still the house felt like a furnace

Lunch was big There was dal, rice, roti, paneer sabzi, aloo gobi, curd, and salad Everyone ate together again Grandpa told old stories of his time Hamare time mein sangeet mein sirf dholak aur gaane hote the Aaj kal toh DJ bhi aa gaya Everyone laughed

Ajith sat near his mother for some time Mummy, aap thak gayi lag rahi ho Aaj raat sangeet ke baad jaldi so jana

Sumathi smiled and patted his hand Beta, wedding ke time thakna normal hai Tum bhi khud ka khayal rakhna Job ke liye bhi apply karte raho

After lunch, everyone took rest for some time Some slept on the floor, some on beds Sumathi also lay down for twenty minutes in her small room but sleep did not come She was thinking about her husband Rajesh He had called in the morning from Kanpur Sumathi, sab theek hai na? Main wedding se ek din pehle aa jaunga His voice was tired but caring Sumathi replied, Haan sab theek hai Aap apna khayal rakhna There was no long talk Their marriage had become like that only duty, no romance for last two years

In the evening, the sangeet preparations became faster The hall was fully decorated now Fairy lights were blinking A small wooden stage was made for dancing Uncle Suresh had hired a local DJ who brought his speaker and lights But Rohan said, Mera speaker better hai Let me connect it

Rohan connected his big speaker and played some test songs The music was loud and energetic Young boys and girls started practising their dance steps They had prepared a mix of Bollywood songs London Thumakda, Nagada Sang Dhol, and some Punjabi beats Meena’s friends were very excited They pulled Ajith also Ajith bhaiya, aap bhi dance karo na!

Ajith smiled shyly Main nahi, main lights sambhalta hoon But inside he was enjoying the happiness

Sumathi changed her saree in the evening She wore her favourite maroon saree with golden border It was old but still looked elegant She put light kajal in her eyes, a small necklace, and bangles When she came down, Ajith saw her and said loudly in front of everyone, Waah Mummy! Aaj toh aap sach mein bride lag rahi ho!

Everyone started clapping and laughing Sumathi felt shy and hit Ajith lightly on the arm with her pallu Chup kar badmash! Ja ke apna kaam kar But her cheeks became a little pink with happiness It had been many years since someone praised her looks like this

The sangeet started at eight o’clock sharp First, the elder ladies sat together and sang traditional suhaag songs Grandma led them Banna banno ni, tere ghar aayi hoon main… The voices were old but full of emotion Meena sat in the centre with her mehendi hands All aunties sang songs teasing the bride about her sasural, about her husband, about leaving her maayka Some songs were funny, some emotional Sumathi also joined for some lines Her voice was soft and sweet

Then the real fun started The young ones took over The DJ played loud music First the girls danced They had choreographed steps Bright lehenga and suits were swirling The lights were colourful red, green, blue Everyone clapped and cheered Wah wah! Once more!

After girls, the boys did a funny dance on a Punjabi song Rohan was leading them They were making faces and steps that made everyone laugh loudly Even Grandpa was tapping his stick on the ground

Sumathi sat on one side on a chair She was watching everything with happy but tired eyes Her feet were paining from standing the whole day Her back was aching But she kept smiling Sometimes she clapped, sometimes she sang along in low voice

Around ninethirty, the food was served There was a big counter Chaat golgappe, aloo tikki, papdi chaat Then main food paneer tikka, veg biryani, dal makhani, roti, and sweets like gulab jamun and rasmalai Everyone ate happily Children were running with plates Sumathi was serving water and making sure no one was left hungry

While eating, Sumathi felt very thirsty because of the heat and spicy food She went to the big table where cold drinks were kept There was a large steel pitcher of rose sharbat It looked pink and cool with ice pieces floating Someone had added extra rose essence today, or so Sumathi thought

She poured one full glass and drank it quickly It tasted a little different slightly strong and sweet in a new way but she thought it was because of the good quality rose The cold sharbat felt so good in the hot night She poured another glass and drank that too Bahut pyas lagi thi, she said to herself and smiled

Ajith was also very tired He had been carrying heavy boxes of cold drinks, helping with sound system, and running here and there His shirt was wet with sweat He too went to the same table and drank three full glasses of the rose sharbat one after another Ahhh, refreshing hai, he said loudly His head started feeling light but he thought it was because of tiredness and loud music

 

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No one knew the truth Rohan had poured the two bottles of vodka into the sharbat pitcher by mistake He wanted to mix only a little for the young boys in a separate jug, but in the hurry of setting up the speaker, the pitchers got mixed The vodka sharbat was now in the main table for everyone It was a small mistake One tiny error that no one noticed at that time

The sangeet continued till eleventhirty More dances happened Some couples danced together Rohan played some romantic songs also The hall was full of joy, laughter, music, and the smell of food and sweat Everyone was happy The family looked perfect from outside a big loving joint family celebrating together

Slowly, people started feeling tired The music became softer One by one, guests went to sleep on the mattresses spread on the floor in different rooms Children were already sleeping Fans were running loudly Only one zero watt bulb was glowing in the main hall giving a dim yellow light

Sumathi’s head was feeling heavy now The world looked a little spinning when she walked She giggled at nothing Aaj bahut thak gayi hoon shayad, she thought She had never tasted alcohol in her fortythree years She did not understand what was happening to her Her body felt warm and light at the same time

Ajith also felt strange His face was red and hot He kept smiling without any reason Fan ka sound bahut loud lag raha hai, he said to himself and laughed quietly He was also completely unaware that he was drunk

At exactly midnight, suddenly the power went off The entire mohalla became dark All fans stopped The fairy lights went off The speaker became silent It was complete darkness Only some street dogs were barking far away The old house creaked a little in the sudden silence

From the first floor, someone shouted loudly, Ajith beta! Oye Ajith! Storeroom mein extra mattresses hain terrace par Jaldi do do le aao Bachche garam mein uth rahe hain aur ro rahe hain

Sumathi heard the voice even in her dizzy state She thought, Ajith akela kaise dhundhega andhere mein? Main bhi chali jaati hoon madad karne She got up slowly from her chair Her maroon saree pallu slipped a little from her shoulder but she did not notice properly Her steps were not fully steady

Ajith also heard and started moving towards the narrow wooden stairs that led to the terrace Both mother and son, without planning, without knowing anything, were walking the same path in the dark

The night air was still hot Crickets were singing loudly The old Lucknow mohalla was quiet now Inside the Sharma house, twentythree people were sleeping peacefully, unaware that one small mistake with the sharbat and one power outage was about to change their happy family forever

The stairs were old and creaky Sumathi held the railing and went up slowly Ajith was just a few steps behind her They reached the terrace The storeroom was at the far end a small 6 by 8 feet room full of old steel trunks, broken fans, sacks of rice, and extra mattresses

They both stepped inside together The door closed behind them with a soft click because the latch was loose It was pitch dark Only a faint light from a dying mobile torch that Ajith had was there, but soon it also became very dim

Sumathi bent down to pull one mattress from under a big trunk Her pallu slipped more The small space, the heat, the darkness, and the effect of the vodka sharbat that they did not understand everything was mixing together

This was the night The night of one small incident The night that was going to change everything in the Sharma family

But at that moment, neither Sumathi nor Ajith knew anything They were just a mother and son trying to help the family in the dark

The Sharma family house in the old Lucknow mohalla had become completely silent after the sangeet It was midnight The power had suddenly gone off, leaving the entire neighbourhood in darkness No lights, no fans, only the sound of crickets outside and soft snoring from the twentythree people sleeping inside the crowded house Mattresses were spread everywhere in the hall, on the floors of bedrooms, even in the corridors Children were sleeping head to foot The April heat was still heavy, making everyone sweat even in sleep

Sumathi Sharma was sitting on a chair in the corner of the hall, her head feeling very heavy The maroon saree with golden border that she had worn for the sangeet was now a little crumpled Her pallu had slipped slightly from her shoulder She had drunk two full glasses of that rose sharbat earlier, but she did not know it had vodka mixed in it by mistake Her mind was light, the world was spinning a little, and she felt like giggling without any reason Aaj bahut thak gayi hoon, she thought to herself Wedding ke kaam se hi hoga She had never touched alcohol in her fortythree years of life She did not understand what was happening to her body

From the first floor, Chacha Suresh’s voice came loudly in the dark, Ajith beta! Oye Ajith! Terrace ke storeroom mein extra mattresses hain Jaldi dodo le aao neeche Bachche garam mein uth rahe hain aur ro rahe hain Andhera hai, torch le lena!

Sumathi heard it clearly even in her dizzy state She thought, Ajith akela kaise dhundhega sab kuch andhere mein? Woh storeroom toh bahut ganda aur bhara hua hai Main bhi chali jaati hoon uski madad karne She stood up slowly Her legs felt a little weak, but she held the wall for support Her bangles made a soft sound as she moved She did not fix her pallu properly The alcohol had made her forget small things

Ajith was also feeling strange He had drunk three glasses of the same sharbat His face was red and hot He kept smiling to himself Fan ka awaaz bahut zor se lag raha hai, he murmured and laughed quietly When he heard his Chacha’s shout, he got up from the mattress where he was lying Haan Chacha, abhi laata hoon, he replied in a slightly loud voice His steps were not straight, but he thought it was only tiredness from the whole day’s work

Both mother and son started moving towards the narrow wooden stairs that went up to the terrace They did not talk to each other In the complete darkness, they could not even see each other’s faces clearly Sumathi went first, holding the old railing tightly The stairs creaked with every step Ajith followed just a few steps behind The air was thick with heat No breeze at all

They reached the terrace The sky was dark with no moon Only faint stars were visible The terrace had some old charpais, pigeon cages, and clothes hanging on a wire At the far end was the small storeroom just 6 feet by 8 feet It was packed with old steel trunks, broken fans, sacks of rice and wheat, bundles of old clothes, mothballs, and some extra mattresses rolled up

Sumathi pushed the wooden door open It made a creaking sound Ajith, andar aa ja Torch on kar, she said softly, her voice sounding a little different because of the sharbat

Ajith stepped inside behind her Haan Mummy He had his mobile phone in his hand and tried to switch on the torch, but the battery was very low The light was dim and yellow, showing only small parts of the room The smell inside was strong old spices, mothballs, dust, and the trapped heat of the whole day It felt like a small oven

The door closed behind them with a soft click The latch was old and loose, so it shut on its own Now they were both inside the tiny storeroom No window light, only that dying torch

 

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Sumathi bent down to pull one mattress from under a big steel trunk Her maroon saree pallu slipped completely from her shoulder She did not notice it immediately Yeh wala mattress achha hai, beta Iske neeche do aur honge, she said Her voice was slurry and soft

Ajith came closer to help The space was so small that their bodies almost touched He bent down too His hand touched her arm while trying to lift the heavy trunk a little In normal times, this touch would mean nothing just mother and son But tonight, because of the vodka they had drunk without knowing, something felt different The heat in the room, the darkness, the tiredness, and the alcohol mixing in their blood made everything hazy

Sumathi tried to pull the mattress hard She lost balance a little and fell forward Ajith quickly held her waist to stop her from falling on the trunk Mummy sambhalo… His hand stayed on her waist for a second longer than needed The touch felt warm Sumathi’s breath caught She turned her face towards him in the dark Their faces were very close now The dim torch light fell on Sumathi’s neck and Ajith’s flushed cheeks

No one spoke No one planned anything There were no long looks, no words of love, no thinking It was just two bodies in a very small, hot, dark room after a long tiring day The alcohol had removed all the boundaries that a mother and son always had in a respectful Indian family They did not even realise what they were doing It felt like a dream clumsy, sudden, and without any thought

Ajith’s hand moved from her waist Sumathi’s pallu was already down Her saree was half open because there was no space to adjust clothes properly They collided in the darkness The old mattress they were supposed to take out became the only soft thing in the room Sumathi’s bangles clinked against the steel trunk Ajith’s breath was hot near her neck It all happened very fast, in a haze Neither of them said a single word No I love you, no explanation It was just the body heat, the darkness, and the effect of that sharbat that made them forget who they were

It lasted only a few minutes Like a sudden storm that comes and goes Then both became still They lay there for some seconds, breathing heavily, staring at the black ceiling where nothing was visible The torch had now completely died Total darkness

Reality started coming back slowly, like cold water on the face Sumathi sat up first Her hands were shaking She pulled her saree back, adjusted her pallu with trembling fingers Her bangles made noise again She felt a sudden shame and fear, but her mind was still not clear because of the alcohol Yeh… kya ho gaya? she whispered to herself, but no sound came out properly

Ajith also sat up quickly He fumbled for his kurta and put it on His heart was beating very fast He could not see his mother’s face, but he felt she was there, just inches away He did not know what to say Mummy… he started, but stopped No words came

They both stood up in the small space, bumping into each other again while trying to find the door Sumathi found the door first and pushed it open Fresh air from the terrace felt a little cooler They came out without looking at each other The power was still off The house below was silent

They dragged the two mattresses down the creaky stairs No one spoke When they reached the hall, some people were half awake because of the heat Arre mattresses aa gaye? Thank you beta, someone said sleepily

Sumathi went to her corner and lay down on her mattress, covering her face with the pallu Her body was still warm, her mind confused Tears came in her eyes but she wiped them silently Yeh sapna tha… hoga, she told herself again and again But deep inside, a small fear had started

Ajith went to the other side of the hall and lay down far from his mother He could not sleep His hands were still remembering the touch He felt guilty, scared, and ashamed Main apni Mummy ke saath… yeh kaise ho gaya? He turned his face to the wall and closed his eyes tightly, but the storeroom scene kept coming back in flashes

The power came back after half an hour The fans started again with a loud sound The zero bulb glowed again The house looked exactly the same crowded, happy, sleeping family No one knew what had happened in the storeroom No one had seen It was just one small incident in the middle of the night, caused by one mistake of sharbat and one power cut

But for Sumathi and Ajith, everything had changed forever They did not know it fully yet because the alcohol was still in their system, making them sleepy They both fell into a heavy, disturbed sleep

Next morning, the sun rose as usual The house became busy again with wedding work Sumathi woke up with a bad headache Her body felt different When she remembered fragments of the night, she felt sick with shame She went to the kitchen early and started making tea, but her hands were shaking She avoided looking at anyone

Ajith woke up late He had a heavy head too He remembered bits and pieces the dark storeroom, the touch, the closeness He felt terrible He quickly went out of the house saying he had to help with some wedding shopping He could not face his mother

When their eyes met for a second during breakfast, both looked away immediately Sumathi’s face became pale Ajith left the table fast No one in the big family noticed anything They were all busy with Meena’s wedding functions Laughter, songs, and talks continued in the house

Sumathi kept working the whole day like a machine She cooked, served, smiled, but inside she was dying with guilt Main ek maa hoon… Rajesh ki patni hoon… yeh kya paap ho gaya? She cried silently while cutting vegetables She decided never to talk about that night It was a mistake A bad dream It should be forgotten

Ajith also avoided the house as much as possible He helped outside, stayed with friends, and came back only when necessary When he passed near his mother, he felt his heart sink He wanted to say sorry, but how could a son say sorry for something like this?

The wedding continued happily for the family Meena’s functions went well Everyone praised Sumathi for managing everything so perfectly Sumathi bahu ne toh jaan laga di, Grandma said But Sumathi only gave a weak smile

Days passed The silence between Sumathi and Ajith became longer They lived in the same house but acted like strangers They did not talk unless necessary No eye contact No normal motherson talks The big joint family kept living its normal life eating together, laughing, fighting over small things but two people inside were carrying a heavy secret

Sumathi started feeling more tired than usual She thought it was because of wedding stress She wore extra pallu even at home She stopped wearing bright sarees Her smile became less

Ajith started searching for jobs more seriously He wanted to leave the house for some time The guilt was eating him

One month later, everything was going to change again when Sumathi would miss her period and buy that pregnancy test But right now, in this chapter, it was only the morning after and the long painful silence that started

The storeroom night was over, but its shadow had just begun to cover the happy Sharma family

The sun rose over the old Lucknow mohalla as it did every day, painting the yellow walls of the Sharma family house with soft golden light It was the morning after the sangeet night The house, which had been full of music, laughter, and colourful lights just a few hours ago, now looked tired but peaceful Mattresses were still spread on the floors Some children were sleeping with their legs on someone else’s stomach Fans were running slowly because the power had come back late at night The smell of leftover food and rose sharbat still hung in the air

Sumathi Sharma woke up at fourthirty, same as always But today her body felt different Her head was pounding like someone was hitting it with a hammer Her mouth was dry When she tried to sit up on the thin mattress in the corner of the small room she shared with other ladies, a wave of nausea hit her She put her hand on her forehead and closed her eyes tightly Fragments of last night came rushing back like broken pieces of a bad dream

The dark storeroom The heat The closeness Ajith’s hand on her waist The clumsy touching The sound of her bangles against the steel trunk The silence after Sumathi’s heart started beating very fast She felt a cold sweat on her back Yeh kya sapna tha? she whispered to herself in the darkness But deep inside she knew it was not a dream It had really happened Her own son In the storeroom of their own house Because of that sweet rose sharbat that tasted a little strange

Tears filled her eyes immediately She covered her mouth with both hands so no sound would come out Main kya kar baithi? Main ek maa hoon… Ajith ki maa… Rajesh ki patni… The guilt was so heavy that she felt she could not breathe She was fortythree years old, a respected bahu in this big joint family of twentythree members She had always lived with dignity waking early, cooking for everyone, never complaining, never looking at any other man And now? One night had destroyed everything She felt dirty She felt like she had committed the biggest sin of her life

Sumathi wiped her tears quickly with the corner of her pallu She could not let anyone see her like this She stood up slowly, her legs still weak She went to the bathroom on the ground floor, avoiding the hall where people were sleeping She splashed cold water on her face many times Looking at her reflection in the small cracked mirror, she saw a tired woman with red eyes and messy hair Sumathi, yeh sab bhool ja Yeh kabhi nahi hua, she told herself again and again But the more she tried to forget, the clearer the memories became

She changed into a simple faded blue cotton saree, tied her hair in a tight bun, and put her usual red bindi She went straight to the kitchen and lit the gas The familiar sound of the matchstick and the smell of boiling milk gave her a little comfort Aaj bhi sab normal hoga, she thought Main apna kaam karungi jaise hamesha karti hoon

By fivethirty, the house started waking up Grandpa came down with his walking stick Sumathi beti, chai ban gayi? he asked in his usual loving voice

Ji Dadaji, abhi ready hai, Sumathi replied, trying to make her voice sound normal But her hands were shaking slightly while pouring the chai into steel glasses She added extra elaichi today, hoping the strong smell would hide her feelings

Grandma sat on her chair and started her daily complaints Kal raat bahut garmi thi Power bhi chali gayi Sumathi, tu raat ko kaisi thi? Thak gayi hogi bahut

Sumathi forced a smile Haan Amma, thodi thakawat hai Wedding ka kaam tha na Inside, her mind was screaming Aap logon ko pata hota ki main kya kar baithi hoon raat ko, toh aap mujhe ghar se nikaal dete

Chacha Suresh and Chachi Kamla came with Meena The wedding mood was still there Meena was glowing with mehendi on her hands Bhabhi, aaj vidai ki taiyari shuru karni hai Aap help karengi na?

Sumathi nodded Haan beti, main karungi She served breakfast aloo paratha, curd, and pickle Everyone sat on the floor mats and ate together, talking loudly about how beautiful the sangeet was Rohan ka speaker bahut achha tha Gaane kitne mast the Sumathi ne itna khana banaya, sab ne tarif ki

Ajith came down late He looked tired and pale His eyes had dark circles He had not slept properly The whole night he kept seeing the storeroom in his mind the darkness, his mother’s warmth, the sudden closeness, the guilt that came after He felt like a criminal Main apni Mummy ke saath yeh kaise kar sakta hoon? Main uska beta hoon Usne mujhe paala, padhaya, har cheez di Aur main… Every time the thought came, he felt like vomiting

When he entered the hall, his eyes automatically searched for Sumathi She was serving parathas For one second their eyes met Sumathi looked away immediately, her face becoming white Ajith also turned his face to the other side His heart was pounding He could not eat He took only one paratha and ate it slowly, without taste

Ajith beta, tu theek hai? Chehra utra hua hai, Chachi asked

Haan Chachi, bas thoda sar dard hai Kal raat late ho gaya tha, Ajith replied in a low voice He finished quickly and said, Main bahar ja raha hoon Kuch wedding shopping mein help karni hai He left the house without looking back

Sumathi watched him go from the corner of her eye A sharp pain went through her chest Her son, her only child, the boy she had carried for nine months, the boy she taught to walk, the boy she made rotis for every day now he could not even look at her The guilt became heavier Usne bhi sab yaad kar liya hoga Woh mujhe ab maa nahi samajh raha hoga Shayad nafrat kar raha hai

The whole day Sumathi worked like a machine She cooked lunch dal, rice, bhindi sabzi, roti She served everyone with the same caring hands, but her mind was somewhere else While cutting vegetables, tears fell into the bowl silently She wiped them with her pallu Bhagwan, maaf kar do Yeh ek galti thi Hum dono ko sharbat mein kuch galat mil gaya tha Humne jaanbujh kar nahi kiya She kept repeating this in her mind like a prayer

 

[allelboss]

In the afternoon, when the house was a little quiet for rest, Sumathi went to the terrace alone The storeroom door was slightly open She stood outside for a long time, not daring to go inside The memories came back strongly the smell of mothballs, the heat, the darkness, the sound of her own bangles She felt sick She sat on the charpai and cried quietly for ten minutes Mera beta… mera Ajith… hum dono ko yeh zindagi bhar saza milegi kya? She thought about her husband Rajesh He was coming tomorrow for the wedding How would she face him? How would she sleep in the same room with him now?

Ajith spent the whole day outside He helped in arranging the mandap, went to the market for flowers, and stayed with his friends till evening He did not want to come home Every time he thought of facing his mother, his stomach turned Mummy hamesha mujhe pyar se dekhti thi Ab uski aankhon mein sharm aur dard hoga Main uska chehra kaise dekhoonga? He felt like running away from the house forever But he could not This was his family His mother had sacrificed everything for him

When he came back in the evening, the house was busy with vidai preparations Sumathi was packing gifts for the bride’s side Ajith went to his room on the second floor and stayed there He did not come down for dinner Sumathi noticed but said nothing She sent food to his room through a younger cousin When the cousin came back, he said, Ajith bhaiya ne sirf thoda sa khaya Bole sar dard hai

Sumathi’s heart broke again She knew the real reason

Days passed after the wedding Meena’s vidai happened with lots of tears and emotional songs The house became a little less crowded, but still had fifteen to sixteen people living there Life looked normal from outside Grandpa told stories, Grandma complained about knees, Chacha went to office, children went to school Sumathi kept cooking, cleaning, washing clothes on the terrace She smiled when someone talked to her But inside she was dying every single day

She started avoiding the terrace completely She stopped going to the storeroom area Whenever she passed the narrow stairs, her legs felt weak At night, when everyone slept, she lay awake for hours Tears would flow silently She thought about her life Mainne hamesha sabke liye jeeya Rajesh ke liye, Ajith ke liye, is ghar ke liye Ek raat mein sab barbaad? She felt like a bad woman A characterless mother She wanted to punish herself Sometimes she pinched her own arm hard so that the physical pain could reduce the mental guilt

Ajith also changed completely He became quiet He stopped teasing his mother like before He started eating in his room most of the time He applied for jobs in Noida and Delhi seriously He wanted to leave Lucknow as soon as possible When he had to talk to Sumathi for small things like Mummy, paani do or Mummy, kapde ready hain kya? both spoke in short, formal words without looking at each other The warmth of motherson relation had disappeared It was replaced by heavy silence and guilt

One evening, after ten days, Rajesh came home from Kanpur for a few days He looked tired from work Sumathi served him food as usual Rajesh noticed something Sumathi, tu theek hai? Lag rahi hai pareshan

Sumathi smiled weakly Bas wedding ki thakaan hai Ab theek ho jaungi She could not tell him the truth How could she? Her husband would die of shock The whole family would break

At night, when Rajesh wanted to come close to her after two years, Sumathi made an excuse Mujhe bahut thand lag rahi hai Sar dard hai She turned her face to the wall and cried silently while Rajesh slept The guilt became even bigger Maine apne pati ko bhi dhokha de diya

Ajith saw his father and felt even worse Papa ko pata chala toh woh mujhe ghar se nikaal denge Ya khud ko maar lenge He started staying out more He avoided family dinners He stopped calling Sumathi Mummy in front of others He just said Haan or Theek hai

Sumathi noticed every small change She felt her son was hating her Sometimes she wanted to talk to him She wanted to say, Beta, hum dono galat sharbat pi gaye the Humne jaanbujh kar nahi kiya Yeh sirf ek galti thi But how could a mother say such words to her own son? She could not even look into his eyes

Two weeks passed Then three weeks The silence between them became longer and heavier They lived in the same house but were like two strangers carrying the same secret Sumathi started feeling more tired than usual She vomited sometimes in the morning but thought it was because of tension and bad food She lost her appetite Her face became pale The family thought she was just exhausted from the wedding

One night, after almost one month, Sumathi was alone on the terrace hanging clothes Ajith came up to fix the inverter For the first time they were alone since that night The terrace was dark except for one bulb

Ajith spoke first, his voice very low and shaking Mummy… us raat… main maafi maangta hoon Mujhe nahi pata kya hua tha Main sharab nahi peeta Woh sharbat mein kuch galat tha shayad

Sumathi’s eyes filled with tears She could not look at him Beta… main bhi nahi jaanti Hum dono thak gaye the Andhera tha Humne galti se… Bas bhool jaate hain Kisi ko mat batana Yeh ghar toot jaayega

They did not touch They did not cry together They just stood there for two minutes in heavy silence Then Ajith said, Theek hai Mummy, and went down Sumathi sat on the floor and cried for a long time after he left Small conversations started after that day only about daily things like dinner, job, leaking tap Careful, polite, painful words The family thought mother and son were becoming close again after the wedding stress

But inside, the guilt was eating both of them alive Sumathi prayed every day to God for forgiveness Ajith felt he had destroyed his mother’s honour Both were waiting for the pain to reduce, but it was only increasing

Then, thirtyfour days after that storeroom night, Sumathi missed her period She bought a pregnancy test kit secretly from a chemist three lanes away When two pink lines appeared, her world stopped She sat on the bathroom floor for twenty minutes, hands on her stomach, crying without sound

She had not been with her husband for two years There was only one possible night Only one possible person

The guilt now mixed with a new fear a new life was growing inside her In a house with no secrets and no extra space, the biggest secret had started growing

Sumathi did not know what to do She was scared, confused, ashamed, and somewhere deep inside, there was a tiny, forbidden feeling of life But mostly fear How would she tell Ajith? How would the family react? The happy middleclass joint family was about to face the biggest storm of its life

And the silence between mother and son was about to break in the most painful way possible

The Sharma family house in the old Lucknow mohalla looked as peaceful and busy as ever on the outside It had been thirtyfour days since that terrible night in the storeroom The wedding was over, relatives had gone back to their homes, and the big joint family of twentythree members had settled into its normal rhythm again Grandpa sat on his wooden chair every evening telling old stories Grandma complained about her knees while peeling peas Chacha Suresh went to office, Chachi managed the younger children, and the house smelled of daily dal, roti, and masala chai Laughter, small fights over TV remote, and the sound of children playing still filled the halls No one knew that two people inside this crowded house were carrying a storm in their hearts

Sumathi Sharma woke up at fourthirty as usual She tied her hair in a neat bun, wore a simple faded green cotton saree, and went to the kitchen But today her hands were trembling more than normal For the last four days she had been feeling very tired She vomited twice in the morning when no one was watching Her periods had not come She knew her body well At fortythree, she still remembered how it felt when she was pregnant with Ajith twentyfour years ago The same nausea, the same tiredness, the same strange taste in the mouth

She could not ignore it anymore Yesterday she had quietly gone three lanes away to a small chemist shop where no one knew her With shaking hands she bought a pregnancy test kit and hid it inside her saree pallu Now, in the early morning darkness, while the whole house was still sleeping, Sumathi went to the small bathroom on the ground floor She locked the door carefully Her heart was beating so fast that she could hear it in her ears

She followed the instructions with tears already flowing down her cheeks She waited for the result, sitting on the cold floor, holding her knees tightly Two pink lines appeared clearly Positive She was pregnant

Sumathi stared at the small plastic stick for a long time Her mind went blank at first, then a flood of thoughts crashed over her Yeh kaise ho sakta hai? Rajesh ne mujhe touch bhi nahi kiya do saal se Sirf woh ek raat… storeroom… Ajith… Fresh tears came like a river She covered her mouth with both hands so no sound would escape The guilt that had been living inside her for one month now became ten times heavier She felt like the worst mother in the world She felt like a sinner who had brought shame not only to herself but to her entire family

Main kya karungi ab? Ghar mein itne log hain Kisi ko pata chal gaya toh sab barbaad ho jaayega Grandpa, Grandma, Chacha, sab mar jaayenge sharm se Society kya kahegi? Aur Ajith… mera beta… uski zindagi toh khatam ho jaayegi She cried silently for almost twenty minutes, sitting on the bathroom floor in her nightie Her hands kept touching her stomach again and again There was a new life growing inside her A life made from one small, drunken mistake in the dark She did not know whether to feel hate or a strange kind of tenderness for this child

After some time she washed her face many times, hid the test kit deep inside an old steel trunk in her room, and went back to the kitchen She started making tea like every day, but her mind was far away She decided one thing firmly she would not tell anyone yet Not even Ajith immediately She needed time to think She needed to understand what to do with this impossible situation

The day passed in the usual way Sumathi cooked breakfast poha and chai She served everyone with the same caring hands When Ajith came down, their eyes met for a second Sumathi looked away quickly, but today there was something more in her eyes deep fear mixed with pain Ajith also noticed that his mother looked more tired and pale than usual He wanted to ask but could not find the courage The silence between them was still there, but it had become a little softer after that one talk on the terrace

In the afternoon, when the house was quiet, Sumathi was folding clothes on the terrace Ajith came up to check the water tank For the first time in many days they were alone again The April sun was hot, but a small breeze was blowing

Sumathi spoke first, her voice very low and broken Ajith… beta… baitho zara

Ajith was surprised He sat on the low wall, keeping distance Kya hua Mummy?

Sumathi could not look at him directly She kept folding the clothes with shaking hands Woh raat… storeroom wali… main roz sochti hoon Hum dono ne galti se woh sharbat pi li thi Humne jaanbujh kar kuch nahi kiya Lekin ab… main bahut darr rahi hoon

Ajith’s face became white He understood something was very wrong Mummy, kya baat hai? Batao na please

Sumathi took a deep breath Tears started falling again Beta… mujhe lagta hai… main pregnant hoon

There was complete silence for almost one minute Ajith felt the ground under his feet shake He could not speak His mind went blank Then he whispered, Yeh… yeh kaise… Mummy… aap sure ho?

Sumathi nodded slowly Main test kar chuki hoon Do lines aaye hain Aur Rajesh ne mujhe do saal se touch bhi nahi kiya Sirf woh ek raat thi

Ajith put his head in his hands The guilt that had been living inside him for one month now felt like a mountain Mummy… maine aapki zindagi barbaad kar di Aap meri maa ho… main aapka beta… yeh sab meri galti hai His voice broke For the first time since that night, he cried in front of his mother Silent tears rolled down his cheeks

Sumathi looked at her son and felt a new wave of pain She had never seen Ajith cry like this since he was a small boy Without thinking, she moved closer and put her hand on his shoulder gently Beta… mat ro Hum dono ne galti ki thi Sharbat mein vodka tha shayad Hum dono ko pata bhi nahi tha Ab ro mat Hum dono ko saath mil kar sochna hoga

This small touch a mother’s hand on her son’s shoulder was the first physical contact after that night It felt different this time It was not the heat of alcohol It was the touch of shared pain and fear Ajith did not move away He kept his head down and cried quietly for some time Sumathi also cried with him They did not hug, but they sat close for the first time in thirtyfour days

After some time Ajith wiped his face Mummy, ab kya karenge? Aapko doctor ke paas le chalun? Ya… ya kuch aur?

Sumathi shook her head Nahi beta Abhi kisi ko mat batana Ghar mein itne log hain Grandpa ko heart attack aa jaayega Society mein hamara muh kaise dikhega? Aur tumhari zindagi… tum abhi job bhi nahi kar rahe ho Sab barbaad ho jaayega

They talked in low voices for almost half an hour It was the longest conversation they had after the incident They did not decide anything big yet Sumathi said, Bas abhi chup rahenge Main apna khayal rakhungi Tum bhi normal behave karna Koi shak na ho

From that day, something slowly started changing between them The heavy silence began to turn into careful closeness They still did not talk much in front of others, but when they were alone on the terrace, in the kitchen late at night, or when everyone was sleeping they started sharing small words

Sumathi would say, Beta, aaj subah ulti hui thi Bahut weakness feel ho rahi hai Ajith would listen quietly and reply, Mummy, aap thoda doodh pi liya karo Main market se fruits laa dunga Kisi ko pata nahi chalega

Ajith started helping his mother more in the house He would carry heavy buckets of water for her He would secretly bring milk and fruits and keep them in the kitchen without telling anyone Sumathi noticed these small things One night when she was feeling very weak, Ajith sat near her on the terrace and said, Mummy, main aapko akela nahi chhodunga Jo bhi hoga, hum saath face karenge

Sumathi felt a little comfort in his words The guilt was still there, very strong, but now it was mixed with a strange new feeling Her son was not running away He was standing with her in this impossible situation She started looking at him not only as the boy who made the mistake, but also as the only person who understood her pain completely

 

[allelboss]

The family started noticing small changes but in a positive way Grandma said one day, Ajith ab Sumathi ke kaam mein bahut help karta hai Bahu aur bete mein achhi bonding ho rahi hai wedding ke baad Everyone smiled and agreed No one suspected anything

Inside, Sumathi’s body was changing slowly She felt more nausea in the mornings She started wearing looser sarees so no one would notice any change in her figure She ate less in front of others but Ajith would quietly bring extra food to her room at night Mummy, aapko ab khana zaroori hai Chhote ke liye bhi, he would say in a low voice Sumathi would feel tears in her eyes when he said Chhote ke liye

They never used the word pregnant or baby openly when others were around Their conversations were always careful and coded Aaj weakness zyada hai meant nausea Market se kuch laana hai meant buying fruits or medicines secretly

One evening, after fifteen days of knowing the truth, Sumathi and Ajith were alone in the kitchen late at night Everyone else had slept Sumathi was sitting on the low stool, looking very tired Ajith was standing near her

Mummy, aap bahut kamzor lag rahi ho, Ajith said softly Kya main doctor ke paas le chalun? Koi private clinic mein?

Sumathi held his hand for a second the first time she had touched him willingly after that night Nahi beta Abhi nahi Pehle soch lete hain Agar doctor ne confirm kar diya toh phir kya karenge? Abortion? Logon ko pata chal jaayega Aur main… main is umar mein… yeh sab mushkil hai

Ajith sat down on the floor near her feet Mummy, main aapko force nahi karunga Jo aap kahengi, wahi hoga Lekin main aapke saath hoon Aap akeli nahi ho

Sumathi looked at her son with wet eyes In that moment, the guilt was still there, but a small thread of closeness had started growing between them They were no longer just mother and son who made a mistake They were two people trapped in the same impossible secret, trying to protect each other and the big family they loved

Days turned into weeks Sumathi’s belly started showing a little, but she hid it with loose blouses and pallu Ajith became more protective He would make sure she did not lift heavy things He would stay awake at night if she felt unwell Their talks became a little longer and deeper when they were alone

One night on the terrace under the stars, Sumathi said in a trembling voice, Beta, kabhi kabhi lagta hai yeh bachcha hamari galti ka natija hai Lekin kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki Bhagwan ne kuch aur hi socha hoga Main confuse hoon bahut

Ajith replied quietly, Mummy, main bhi confuse hoon Lekin ek baat pakki hai main aapko kabhi akela nahi chhodunga Hum dono ne galti ki, ab hum dono hi iska saamna karenge

They sat there for a long time in silence No big decisions were made yet The pregnancy was still a secret only between the two of them The guilt was still heavy, the fear was still there, but in the middle of all this pain, a new, careful closeness had started growing between mother and son A closeness born from shared shame, shared fear, and the silent understanding that they had only each other in this storm




Many months passed in the Sharma family house after Sumathi discovered she was pregnant It was now late October The hot April nights of the wedding season felt like a distant dream, but the pain and guilt from that storeroom incident still lived quietly in the hearts of Sumathi and Ajith The pregnancy had remained a secret known only to the two of them No one in the big joint family of twentythree members suspected anything Life continued normally Grandpa’s stories, Grandma’s complaints, daily cooking, school runs, and small family functions

Sumathi’s body had started changing more visibly in the second month She felt constant tiredness, morning sickness, and a strange mix of fear and guilt every single day She hid everything under loose sarees and extra pallus Ajith became her silent support He would quietly bring fruits, milk, and medicines from the market He would stay awake at night if Sumathi felt unwell Their talks on the terrace or in the kitchen late at night became longer They shared their fears, their confusion, and their guilt in low voices

One evening in the middle of September, when the house was quiet after dinner, Sumathi and Ajith sat together on the terrace under the stars Sumathi looked very weak and pale Her hands were on her stomach

Beta, main aur nahi kar sakti, she said in a trembling voice Yeh bachcha… hum dono ke liye aur is ghar ke liye bahut badi musibat ban sakta hai Grandpa, Grandma, tere Papa… sab toot jaayenge Main is umar mein yeh sab nahi sambhal sakti Hum logon ko yeh galti chhupani hogi

Ajith listened quietly His eyes were wet The guilt was still very heavy on him Mummy, jo aap kahengi wahi hoga Main aapko akela nahi chhodunga Kal hi main ek achhi private clinic dhundh leta hoon Koi bhi pata nahi chalega

They cried together that night, sitting close but not touching The decision for abortion was taken with heavy hearts It was not easy Sumathi felt she was ending a life that had started because of their one mistake Ajith felt he was responsible for everything But they both knew it was the only way to save the family from complete destruction

Next week, Ajith found a small private clinic in a different part of Lucknow He told the family that he was taking his mother for a routine checkup because she was feeling very weak after the wedding stress No one doubted Sumathi wore a simple saree and covered her face with pallu when they left the house early in the morning

The procedure was done quietly The doctor was professional and asked no extra questions Sumathi felt sharp pain in her body and even sharper pain in her heart When it was over, she lay on the small bed in the recovery room with tears flowing silently Ajith sat outside, his head in his hands, feeling like the worst son in the world After two hours, he helped his mother into an auto and brought her back home carefully

For the next ten days, Sumathi rested in her room She told the family she had a bad viral fever Ajith took complete care of her secretly He brought soup, fruits, and medicines He sat near her bed at night when everyone slept and held her hand gently Mummy, sab theek ho jaayega Humne jo kiya, ghar bachane ke liye kiya, he whispered

Sumathi would squeeze his hand weakly and say, Beta, tu mera sahara hai Warna main toot jaati In those painful days after the abortion, the guilt started turning into a deep emotional bond They talked for hours in whispers about their fears, about the storeroom night, about how one small sharbat mistake had changed their lives They cried together many times The closeness that started from shared pain became stronger

Slowly, as Sumathi recovered physically, something new started growing between mother and son The heavy guilt was still there, but it was mixed with care, understanding, and a strange comfort in each other’s company They began talking more often, not just about the secret, but about daily things too

Ajith got a small job in a local company in Lucknow He started earning a little Every evening after office he would call Sumathi from his mobile At first the calls were short Mummy, aap theek ho? Aaj kya banaya? But soon the calls became longer They talked like friends Sumathi would tell him small things about the house Aaj Grandma ne phir se ghutno ki shikayat ki Ajith would laugh softly and share his office stories Mummy, aaj boss ne mujhe tareef ki ki main kaam achha karta hoon

These phone calls became a daily habit Even when Ajith was at home, they would find moments to talk privately Sumathi started waiting for his calls When the phone rang in the evening, her heart felt a little lighter Ajith also felt happy talking to his mother The formal Mummy slowly started feeling warmer, like a friend’s name

Months passed It was now February next year Winter had come to Lucknow The house was still crowded and happy Rajesh came home more often from Kanpur, but his relationship with Sumathi remained the same cold and distant He slept in the same room but there was no closeness

Ajith and Sumathi’s bond kept growing quietly They started going for small walks together in the evening on the terrace They talked about everything old childhood memories, Ajith’s future dreams, Sumathi’s loneliness in the big family One night Ajith said, Mummy, aap hamesha sabke liye jeeti ho Kabhi apne baare mein socha hai?

Sumathi smiled sadly Beta, maa ban kar aurat apne baare mein sochna bhool jaati hai Lekin ab… tere saath baat karte hue achha lagta hai Jaise koi dost ho

 

[allelboss]

From that day, their talks became deeper Ajith started calling her Sumathi sometimes in private jokes Sumathi would blush and scold him lightly, Arre badmash, maa ko naam se bula raha hai? But she liked it The distance that the storeroom night had created was slowly turning into a new kind of closeness

In March, during Holi, the family played colours in the courtyard Ajith applied a little colour on Sumathi’s cheek gently Their eyes met for a long time Sumathi felt something new in her heart a warm flutter that she had not felt for many years Ajith also felt his heartbeat faster That night on the terrace, after everyone slept, they sat close under a blanket because it was cold

Ajith, hum dono ke beech yeh kya ho raha hai? Sumathi asked in a soft whisper

Ajith held her hand Mummy… Sumathi… main nahi jaanta Lekin tere bina ab lagega nahi Tu meri maa hai, lekin ab tu meri sabse achhi dost bhi ban gayi hai Aur… shayad usse bhi zyada

Sumathi did not pull her hand away She felt scared but also safe with him The guilt of the past was still there, but it had become quieter Months of talking, caring, and sharing pain had brought them closer than any normal mother and son

As the days went by, their closeness turned into love It happened slowly, naturally, without any force They started meeting secretly on the terrace late at night They talked for hours like lovers Ajith would bring small gifts for her a new bangle, a packet of her favourite sweets, or a simple flower Sumathi would cook special dishes only for him and keep them aside

One warm April night, exactly one year after the wedding sangeet, they were alone on the terrace The same April heat was in the air Ajith looked at Sumathi with soft eyes

Sumathi, main tujhe pyar karta hoon Na sirf maa ke roop mein, balki aurat ke roop mein bhi Woh raat galti thi, lekin us galti ne humein ek dusre ko samajhne ka mauka diya

Sumathi’s eyes filled with tears She touched his face gently Ajith, main bhi tere bina nahi reh sakti Yeh galat hai duniya ke hisaab se, lekin humare liye yeh sahi lag raha hai Hum dono ne bahut dard saha hai Ab sirf hum dono hi ek dusre ka sahara hain

They sat very close that night Their hands were locked No big physical step happened, but the emotional bond had become that of lovers They started dreaming small dreams together how to find more private time, how to keep their love hidden from the big family, how to support each other forever

In the coming months, their love grew stronger Ajith got a better job Sumathi started smiling more in the house The family noticed that mother and son had become very close after the fever last year, but they thought it was a good thing Ajith Sumathi ki bahut care karta hai, Grandma would say proudly

Sumathi and Ajith continued their secret phone calls even when he was in office They became best friends and then lovers in the shadows of the crowded house The storeroom mistake had brought pain, guilt, abortion, and months of silent suffering But in the end, it had also brought them a strange, forbidden love that made them feel alive again

The big joint family kept living its happy, noisy life downstairs No one knew that upstairs, in the quiet corners and latenight talks, a mother and son had crossed the line and become something more two lonely souls who had found comfort, love, and a new reason to smile in each other’s arms

And so, the story that started with one small mistake in the storeroom on a wedding night continued in a completely new direction a direction full of secret love, hidden meetings, and the quiet happiness of two people who had survived the biggest storm of their lives together




Many months had passed since the abortion The pain and guilt were still there in Sumathi and Ajith’s hearts, but their love had grown stronger day by day They had become more than mother and son They were now secret lovers talking for hours on phone, meeting on the terrace at night, holding hands when no one was looking, and dreaming of a life where they could be together without fear The big joint family still thought everything was normal Grandpa told stories, Grandma complained about her knees, Chacha went to office, and Rajesh came from Kanpur only sometimes No one knew the storm of love that was burning between Sumathi and Ajith

One evening in late April exactly one year after the wedding sangeet Ajith and Sumathi were alone on the terrace after everyone had slept The night was warm The same April heat that had been there on that fateful night was back Ajith held Sumathi’s hand tightly and said in a low, loving voice, Sumathi… main ek plan socha hai Hum dono ko ek din ke liye ghar se bahar jaana chahiye Sirf hum dono Koi disturb nahi karega

Sumathi’s heart beat faster She looked at her sonturnedlover with soft eyes Kya plan hai beta… Ajith?

Ajith smiled and pulled her closer Main family ko bol dunga ki teri tabiyat theek nahi hai Kuch serious checkup ke liye main tujhe city ke doosre side le ja raha hoon Ek din raat ko wapas aa jaayenge Doctor ne bola hai overnight observation chahiye Koi shak nahi karega Aur hum… hum ek fivestar hotel mein rukenge Sirf hum dono Jaise ek real date

Sumathi’s cheeks turned pink She felt scared and excited at the same time Lekin ghar walon ko…?

Ajith kissed her forehead gently Main sab sambhal lunga Tu bas haan bol de Hum dono ko yeh time chahiye Humne itna dard saha hai Ab thoda pyar ka time bhi jeena chahiye

Sumathi nodded slowly Tears of happiness came in her eyes Haan Ajith… main aaungi Sirf tere saath

Next morning, Ajith told the family in a serious voice Mummy ki tabiyat kuch din se theek nahi hai Doctor ne bola hai city ke doosre side ek achhe hospital mein checkup karana hai Main usko le ja raha hoon Kal subah tak wapas aa jaayenge Aap log tension mat lo

Grandma said, Sumathi beti, sambhal ke jaana Ajith beta, apni maa ka khayal rakhna Everyone believed it because Ajith had become so caring towards his mother in the last few months No one doubted

Early next morning, Sumathi wore a simple but beautiful maroon saree the same colour she had worn on the sangeet night one year ago She put light makeup, kajal, and her favourite bangles Ajith wore a smart shirt and jeans They left the house with a small bag In the auto to the other side of the city, Ajith held Sumathi’s hand secretly Both were nervous and happy like teenagers on their first date

They reached the fivestar hotel The Royal Orchid on the other side of Lucknow near the Gomti river It was a big, luxurious hotel with shining glass doors, big lobby, and cool AC Ajith had already booked a deluxe room for one night through his phone He had told the hotel it was for his mother’s medical stay, but inside his heart he knew it was their first real date

First they went to the hotel’s fancy restaurant for lunch It was a beautiful place with soft music, white tablecloths, and flowers on every table They sat in a corner table where no one could see them properly Ajith ordered all Sumathi’s favourite things paneer butter masala, butter naan, veg biryani, cold rose lassi, and gulab jamun for dessert Sumathi felt like a queen She had never been to such a big hotel in her fortyfour years

Ajith… yeh sab itna mehenga…, Sumathi whispered shyly while eating

Ajith looked at her with love Sumathi, tere liye kuch bhi mehenga nahi Tu meri duniya hai Aaj sirf hum dono hain Koi ghar wale nahi, koi tension nahi Sirf tu aur main

They talked for almost two hours during lunch They laughed remembering old family stories Ajith teased her, Yaad hai jab main chhota tha toh tu mujhe roti banake khilati thi Ab main tujhe yahan khila raha hoon Sumathi blushed and hit his hand lightly under the table Their eyes kept meeting with deep love and desire The months of secret talks and closeness had made their bond very strong Now both were burning inside for each other

After lunch they went to their room on the seventh floor When Ajith opened the door, Sumathi gasped The room was beautifully decorated exactly as Ajith had secretly asked the hotel staff Red rose petals were spread on the big kingsize bed Soft music was playing The lights were dim There was a big bouquet of red roses on the table with a card that said For my Sumathi – my love, my everything Curtains were closed The AC was cool and the whole room smelled of fresh flowers and love

Sumathi’s eyes filled with tears Ajith… yeh sab tune kiya?

Ajith closed the door and locked it He came close to her and held her face in both hands Haan Sumathi Aaj hum dono ko pura din aur raat sirf apne liye chahiye Koi rukawat nahi

He slowly pulled her closer Their bodies touched Sumathi’s heart was beating very fast Ajith looked into her eyes for a long time, then gently pressed his lips on hers It was their first real kiss soft, loving, and full of all the months of waiting Sumathi closed her eyes and kissed him back The kiss became deeper Their lips moved together with passion Ajith’s hands went to her waist and pulled her tighter Sumathi’s hands went around his neck They kissed for almost ten minutes, breathing heavily, tongues touching, desire rising like fire

Ajith slowly removed Sumathi’s pallu Her saree pallu fell down He kissed her neck, her collarbone Sumathi moaned softly, Ajith… ahh… Her body was burning She started unbuttoning his shirt His chest was bare now She touched his skin with her fingers Ajith groaned with pleasure

He gently made her lie on the bed covered with rose petals He removed her saree completely, then her blouse and petticoat Sumathi was only in her bra and panty now Her body was beautiful even at fortyfour soft, mature, with the marks of motherhood that Ajith loved He kissed every inch of her her breasts over the bra, her stomach, her thighs Sumathi was breathing fast Ajith… mujhe bahut pyar kar… bahut din se intezaar tha

Ajith removed his clothes too He was hard and ready He unhooked her bra and took her boobs in his hands He squeezed them gently at first, then harder He sucked her nipples one by one, biting lightly Sumathi moaned loudly and came for the first time just from his mouth on her breasts Her body shook Ajith… main aa gayi… ahhh!

But Ajith did not stop He removed her panty and kissed between her legs His tongue moved expertly Sumathi held his hair and came second time within minutes, her juices flowing She was crying with pleasure Beta… Ajith… yeh kya kar raha hai tu… main pagal ho jaungi

Now Sumathi pulled him up and made him lie down She took his hard cock in her hands and kissed it She sucked him slowly, then faster Ajith groaned loudly, Sumathi… meri jaan… tu bahut achhi hai He came for the first time in her mouth Sumathi swallowed with love

They changed position First missionary Ajith on top, looking into her eyes He entered her slowly Sumathi screamed with pleasure, Ajith… andar aa ja… pura le le mujhe He started thrusting deep and hard Their bodies moved together Sumathi came third time Then fourth time Ajith was still going He grabbed her boobs hard, leaving red marks on them Her face was red with passion Sweat was everywhere

They changed to cowgirl position Sumathi sat on top of him She rode him fast, her boobs bouncing Ajith held her waist and thrust upwards Sumathi came fifth time shouting his name Ajith came second time inside her

Then they did doggy style Ajith entered from behind, holding her hair lightly He fucked her hard and deep Sumathi was moaning nonstop She came again Ajith came third time with a loud groan

They tried spoon position also side by side, Ajith entering from behind while holding her close and kissing her neck It was slow and loving Sumathi came once more

By the end both were completely tired Sumathi’s face was red like a tomato Her boobs had red finger marks from his grabbing Her hair was messy Ajith’s back had nail marks from her They lay naked in each other’s arms, breathing heavily, smiling with full satisfaction and love

Sumathi… main tujhe itna pyar karta hoon, Ajith whispered

Sumathi kissed his chest Ajith… tu mera sab kuch hai Aaj main sach mein khush hoon

They slept in each other’s arms around evening time, tired but happy The room was full of the smell of their love

They woke up at midnight The city lights were shining outside the window They felt fresh and hungry Ajith ordered food from room service pasta, pizza, ice cream They ate together sitting on the bed, feeding each other, laughing like young lovers

After eating they could not control themselves again The desire was back stronger They started kissing passionately once more This time it was even more wild Ajith lifted her and fucked her against the wall Then on the sofa Then back on the bed in missionary, cowgirl, and doggy again Sumathi came four more times Ajith came twice They were moaning, sweating, grabbing each other, saying I love you again and again

By early morning they were completely exhausted but glowing with happiness They slept again till late morning, naked in each other’s arms, the rose petals stuck to their bodies

When they finally got ready to leave the hotel, Sumathi looked at Ajith with tears of love Ajith… yeh raat main zindagi bhar nahi bhoolungi Tu ne mujhe aurat banaya

Ajith hugged her tightly Sumathi… hum dono ab ek hain Ghar mein chhup kar bhi hum pyar karte rahenge Yeh sirf shuruaat hai

They checked out and came back home in the evening, looking normal The family asked how the checkup went Sumathi smiled and said, Sab theek hai No one knew that behind the simple smile was the memory of the most passionate night of their lives

Their love had become complete The one small mistake in the storeroom had taken them through guilt, abortion, pain, and now to this deep, secret, passionate love In the crowded joint family house, they had found their own little world of happiness

 

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After that unforgettable night in the fivestar hotel, Sumathi and Ajith came back home in the evening looking completely normal The family asked about the checkup Sumathi smiled softly and said, Sab theek hai beta Doctor ne kuch dawai di hai Ajith nodded and added, Haan, Mummy ab bilkul fit hai No one in the big joint family of twentythree members suspected anything Grandpa patted Ajith’s back and said, Beta, maa ka khayal rakhna, tu bahut achha ladka hai Grandma made special kheer for Sumathi Rajesh, who was home that week, just nodded from behind the newspaper Life in the old Lucknow mohalla house went on as usual crowded, noisy, full of daily dalroti smells and family talks

But inside, everything had changed for Sumathi and Ajith That one night of passionate love in the hotel had made their bond complete The guilt from the storeroom mistake and the abortion was still there in a small corner of their hearts, but now it was buried under layers of deep love and happiness They were no longer just mother and son They were secret lovers who had found a new reason to smile every day in this crowded house where there was no privacy

From the very next night, they started finding ways to be together at home The big threestorey yellow house with green windows had become their secret playground They were clever They were careful They waited for the right moments when everyone was sleeping or busy And whenever they got even five or ten minutes alone, they made the most of it with passion, with love, and with wild desire that had been locked inside them for so long

The first time after the hotel was two nights later It was midnight The whole house was dark and quiet Fans were running slowly Everyone was fast asleep on mattresses spread in every room Ajith sent a small message on Sumathi’s phone from his room on the second floor: Mummy, aa jao Sab so gaye hain Sumathi’s heart started beating fast She was lying beside Rajesh in their small room on the first floor Rajesh was snoring loudly Sumathi slowly got up, adjusted her nightie, and crept upstairs like a shadow

Ajith’s room was small just a single bed, one chair, and a small window The door was locked from inside As soon as Sumathi entered, Ajith pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard Sumathi… main tujhe bahut miss kar raha tha, he whispered between kisses Sumathi moaned softly, Ajith… mujhe bhi… bahut din se intezaar tha

They did not waste time Ajith made her lie on his small bed He removed her nightie quickly Sumathi was completely naked now He kissed her neck, sucked her breasts hard, leaving fresh red marks Sumathi was breathing fast Ajith… jaldi… koi uth na jaaye But her body was on fire Ajith entered her in missionary position right there on his narrow bed The bed creaked a little with every thrust They kept kissing to keep their moans low Sumathi came twice quickly, biting his shoulder to stop herself from screaming Ajith came inside her with a low groan They lay there for five minutes, hugging tightly, talking in whispers

Ajith… yeh ghar mein bhi hum kar sakte hain… kitna achha lag raha hai, Sumathi said, smiling with happiness

Ajith kissed her forehead Haan Sumathi Ab hum hamesha saath rahenge Bas thoda careful hona hai

After that night, they became experts at stealing moments Every midnight, when the house was asleep, Sumathi would quietly go to Ajith’s room Sometimes they would do it fast and wild on his bed quick missionary, then she would ride him in cowgirl while he held her boobs and whispered I love you Sometimes they would stand against the wall, Ajith entering from behind in doggy style, her hands pressed on the wall, both trying not to make noise They talked during it too Sumathi would say, Ajith… aur zor se… mujhe apni bana le, and Ajith would reply, Tu meri hi hai Sumathi… hamesha

They also used the washroom on the second floor One afternoon when everyone was watching TV in the hall, Ajith pulled Sumathi into the washroom while pretending to go for bath He locked the door There was hardly any space He made her bend over the sink and entered her from behind It was fast and wild Water was running from the tap to hide the sounds Sumathi came three times in those ten minutes, her face red, whispering, Ajith… tu pagal kar deta hai mujhe Ajith came hard, holding her waist tightly They came out one by one, looking normal, but their eyes were shining with secret happiness

The terrace became their favourite place Late at night, after 1 am, when even the street dogs were quiet, they would go to the far corner near the storeroom the same storeroom where everything had started one year ago Now it was their love place One night they spread an old mattress there Under the stars, they made love slowly and passionately Ajith kissed every inch of her body They did it in spoon position first, then Sumathi sat on him They changed to missionary on the mattress Sumathi came four times that night, moaning his name softly Ajith came twice After finishing they lay naked, covered with a thin sheet, talking for hours

Ajith… pehle main sochti thi yeh galat hai Ab lagta hai yeh sabse sahi cheez hai meri zindagi mein, Sumathi said, her head on his chest

Ajith stroked her hair Sumathi… tu meri maa thi, ab tu meri aurat hai Hum dono ne bahut dard saha Ab sirf khushi hai Koi nahi jaanega

They even used the kitchen at 3 am once Sumathi had gone to drink water Ajith followed her He lifted her and sat her on the kitchen platform Her saree was pulled up He entered her while standing It was wild and quick Sumathi held the shelf to balance She came twice Ajith came once They laughed softly after, cleaning the place quickly before going back to their rooms

Days turned into weeks and months Their secret love became a beautiful routine They found time in every corner of the house Sometimes in the storeroom during afternoon when everyone was napping quick and passionate standing sex Sometimes in Ajith’s room when Rajesh was in Kanpur full night love making with all positions They talked a lot during and after Sumathi would say, Ajith… tu mujhe itna pyar karta hai ki main zinda feel karti hoon Ajith would reply, Sumathi… tu meri duniya hai Ghar mein sab sochte hain hum normal maabeta hain Lekin hum dono jaante hain hum kitne khaas hain

Sumathi started glowing She smiled more in the house She cooked special dishes for Ajith and kept them aside Ajith worked harder in his job and bought small gifts for her a new saree, bangles, or her favourite sweets No one noticed because he was already known as a caring son The family was happy seeing mother and son so close Grandma often said, Ajith Sumathi ki bahut care karta hai Bahu ko beta mil gaya hai

Inside, Sumathi and Ajith were living their own happy world The guilt had almost gone They felt no shame anymore They were two adults who had chosen each other after a painful journey They made love almost every day sometimes fast and wild, sometimes slow and romantic They enjoyed every moment Sumathi’s body knew only Ajith’s touch now Ajith’s heart belonged only to Sumathi

One night, exactly two years after the wedding sangeet, they were in Ajith’s room again It was pouring rain outside The house was extra quiet They made love for a long time First missionary, then cowgirl where Sumathi rode him while talking, Ajith… hum hamesha aise hi rahenge na? Then doggy on the floor because the bed was making noise Sumathi came five times Ajith came three times After finishing they lay in each other’s arms, naked and tired but smiling

Sumathi… main tujhe bahut khush dekhna chahta hoon hamesha, Ajith said

Sumathi kissed his lips softly Main hoon na Ajith Tere saath hoon toh main duniya ki sabse khush aurat hoon Koi nahi jaanega Hum apna chhota sa sansar ghar ke andar hi jee lenge

They slept for two hours in each other’s arms before Sumathi quietly went back to her room

Years passed like this Rajesh kept working in Kanpur, coming home rarely The family remained the same happy, crowded, middleclass Sumathi and Ajith kept their love hidden perfectly They found time in every corner washroom quickies, terrace nights, kitchen midnight meetings, Ajith’s room after everyone slept They laughed, they talked, they made love passionately and wildly, and they lived happily

The one small mistake in the storeroom on that wedding night had changed everything It took them through pain, guilt, tears, and a secret abortion But in the end, it gave them a love that was stronger than anything In the middle of the big joint family, they had created their own small, secret, beautiful world

Sumathi and Ajith lived their whole lives like this loving each other deeply, enjoying every stolen moment, and smiling at the world as normal mother and son No one ever knew They were happy Truly, secretly, completely happy

 

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