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Jaandaar update bhaiUpdate-26
Ved: kaise chodri thi wo…? Kuch bhi mat bol...
“5 rs auto ka bachane ke liye Jafar ka lund masalti thi aur fir uske bike se aati thi…...”
“aise kyun bol raha hai… Ved, us se ab bhi pyar karta hai…”Ranjan aankh band kiye hue hee bola “bahut ashleel ho bsdk tum dono.... tum dono ki baatein sun ke koyi bolega nahi ki ... padhne likhne waale ho tum dono. Hawasiyo ko peechhe chhod de rahe tum dono toh...”
“Atharva iska jawab tu dega ki... main du...”
“tu chup , Mira ke chut ke jhade hue baal.... aur tu Ranjan... ye toh vichar hai logo kaa... ki padhne –likhne me hoshiyaar hai toh sharif, susheel, sanskaro se susajjit hoga. Kya Kabhi sach janne ki koshish logo ne ki....? Padhne-likhne waalo ke harmones nahi hote kya...? hum bhi usi parivesh me pale-badhe hai... jisme baaki ke. Hum bhi wahi padh rahe hai, jo baaki ke log padh rahe hai yaa fir toppers ko alag se Himalayan ki kisi gufa me bhagwa vastra pahne hue koyi rishi dhanur-vidya yaa shaastro ka abhedya gyaan sikha raha hai...? ? bio ki book me chut ka photo dekh ke humara bhi khada hota hai, bas antar kewal itna hai ki hum uski terminology aur ekat process ko achchhe se samajh jaate hai. ab example ke taur par Arman ko le le... jise 10th class me hee best student ka award mil gaya tha... padhne –likhne me gand-fad, khel-kood me bhi gand-fad... har chiz, har field me avval... use dekh sabke maa-baap apne bachcho se yahi kahte ki uski tarah bano... uski tarah bano. Par yadi wo use jaan jaaye, sach me jaan jaaye... yadi unhe satya ka bodh ho jaaye toh wahi maa-baap apne bete ke saamne hath jod kar kahenge ki... beta, chahe tu 10th me dus baar fail ho jaa... wo hume manzoor hai, lekin uski tarah mat banna... mera kahne ka matlab hai ki ... sach kabhi logo ne jaana nahi aur bodh unhe kabhi kisi baat ka tha hee nahi... sirf aur sirf avadharnaye bana rakhi hai tarah-tarah ki sthitiyo ko lekar... bas yahi kahaani hai aur yahi kaaran...!”
Ranjan: isko likh ke de dena mere ko... yaad kar lunga. Par Ved, Mira se pyaar karta hai, uska kyaa...? uske bare me bhi tu kuch bol. Laa Ved... pen copy de de... abki likh lunga
Ved: kyun gand marwane me tula hai meri aur Main Mira se pyaar karta hu..? kab se bhaiya… meri wali toh Sunayana mam hai… bas ek baar divorce ho jaye Sunayana mam ka fir dekh tu…
“kya Sunayana mam ke peechhe pada rahta hai be chutiya… dinbhar… ”
Ved: dekha hai tune , Sunayana mam ko… kitni chikni hai wo…? Sunayana mam itni chikni hai ki yadi unke chut ke bahar lund rakhu toh lund unki chiknahat ke karan apne aap unke chut me slip hokar ghus jayega… dhakka dene ki jaroorat tak nahi padegi. itni frictionless body hai, Sunayana mam ki… Sunayana mam jab first time gaand marwayi hongi naa, kisi se toh. aaaooooo....”Dakar markar Ved ne kaha “ toh first time me hee unke gaand me ekdum smoothly lund ghusa hoga… jaanta hai... kyun..? kyunki… frictionless body hai unki… tum kya jaano… wo toh sirf mujhe hee pata hai…”
“tune Sunayana ki gand chati hai kya , jo sirf tujhe maloom hai…”Maine apna sawal rakha
Ved: gandmare, izzat se baat kar unke bare me… Sunayana nahi, Sunayana mam bol… aur chati toh nahi hai, par chhua jaroor hu…
“chal be, kuch bhi bak raha hai…”
“sach me bhai…”kuch sochte hue Ved bola… “11th ke final exam me mera role no. ekdum last bench pe tha aur invigilator Sunayana mam thi… toh apun ne unki pond chhune ka ek mast pilan banaya… mujhe pata tha ki time up hone ke baad Invigilator copy collect karte waqt …. Ek line me baithe sabhi ladko ki copy saamne se collect karte hai aur fir next line (column) ki copy peechhe se hee collect karke aage badh jaate hai aur fir baad me roll number wise arrange karte hai.... Ye maine first paper se hee notice kiya tha… toh hua ye ki , jab Sunayana mam bagal wale line me copy collect kar rahi thi toh maine apni pencil bagal waale bench ke beecho-bich gira di.. jaha se Sunayana mam sirf kuch hee centimeters duri par khadi thi aur jab Sunayana mam peechhe mere taraf palatne ke liye hui toh main pencil uthane laga aur apna hath aur unki taraf kiya… wo meri copy collect karne ke liye mudi aur is dauran thoda meri oor khisak kar peechhe ghumne lagi.. main bhi usi samay pencil uthane laga… fir … jo unka pond mere hath se takraya…. Jo unka pond daba.... Aahhhh… aur jab unka pond mere hath se takraya toh maine bal bhi unhi ki gand ki taraf lagaya , jis-se mera hath aur unki gand me ghusa… wo peechhe ghumte-ghumte tak ladkhada gayi thi… bhai”
“ kya bak raha hai be... fir toh peli hogi tere ko wapas palatkar… chut-e-chut maari hogi, chut ka baal ukhad kar tere muh me thoos di hogi wo....”
Hum dono badhiya tann the, isliye normally jaha main ye sab baate avoid karta hoon, wahi ab.... in sabme main badh-chadkar hissa le raha tha. Ranjan aankh band kiye kuch soch raha tha ya fir so raha tha... maine dhyan nahi diya
Ved: ghanta… ulta sorry boli thi… ki unhone mujhe dekha nahi... ya fir unke mann me bhi mere liye prem hai...
“Sunayana mam ko chhod… mera matlab.. abey tu apne liye maal kab khojega… bhagwan ne tere liye bhi toh kisi ko bheja hoga na… dhoondh use”
Ved: apni wali lagta hai mar gayi hai ... mil hee nahi rahi…maal toh 10th me Mira thi… phul jaise soft…”
“hao… virgin bhi bol de…” tana marte hue main bola..
Ved: Ranjan , tu Friends ranking me number ek ka dost hai, mera.. Atharva tu ek paydan neeche khisak gaya aaj ke baad. Khair, Ranjan.... tu bata… Mira virgin thi ki nahi… 10th class me ?
Ranjan: ( . ) itni virgin thi wo 10th class me…
Ankh band kiye apne hatheliyo se fate chut ka aakar banakar Ranjan hasne laga… jiske sath main bhi hasa….
Ved: lawda majak mat karo… tight chut thi uski 10th me…
“hao.. bahut tight chut thi uski… dono hath chut me dalne ke baad bas taali nahi baja sakte the… ”main ek baar fir se El Dorado ke nashe me garja aur ek baar fir main aur Ranjan Ved par hasne lage….
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Ved ko maine aur Ranjan ne Mira ko leke kayi baar pela… beech-beech me wo bhi try karta par 2 ke against wo akela pad jata tha, isliye hum dono ko galiya bakte hue wo gusse me waha se chala gaya….. jiske thodi der baad Ranjan bhi ravana ho gaya aur main wahi zameen par pade-pade pahle Tv dekha aur kuch der baad Riya ke messege ka reply kiya… jo usne kayi ghanto pahle mujhe kiya tha… itna late reply…? Wo Ved ne kaha tha ki laundiyo ko kabhi-kabhi late reply karna chahiye, taaki unko lage ki meri zindagi me aur bhi kuch mahatvapurn kaam hai…. aur us-se badi baat... attitude. Lagna chahiye ki launda hai... matlab dum hai launde me aur burchatto ki tarah laar tapkate hue khali nahi baitha rahta din bhar... Jafar Betichod, Jafar Madarchod, Jafar Dayichod....
Anyway, maine reply kiya...
“Rosie…. Bidu ”
“kya hai ye… kab se messege kiya hua hai maine…”
“call kyun nahi kiya…”
“number tumne liya tha mera… maine tumhara nahi…”gusse me wo boli.. mera matlab... type ki.....
“kuch important tha kya… main Sanjana ke sath tha…”
Pata nahi maine ye kyun bola... Jiske baad Riya chup ho gayi matlab koyi reply nahi… aadhe ghante tak koyi reply nahi… maine ek-do messege aur kiye… ye puchhne ke liye ki kya hua… reply kyun nahi kar rahi… par nateeza same hee raha… No Reply… jiske baad maine seedhe call kiya…
“kya Rosie…. Kyun itna bhav kha reli hai… wo bhi apun se…”jaise hee ring jaane lagi main bol pada, jiske baad mujhe dhyan aaya ki bol-chaal call receive karne ke baad ki jaati hai…
Par Riya ne call receive nahi ki, maine fir se dobara call lagaya… aur abki baar aakhiri waqt me jab mujhe laga ki abki baar bhi wo call receive nahi karegi… toh wo call receive karke boli..
“samajah nahi aata kya tumko …. Ki jab koyi banda call receive nahi kar rahi toh , kisi important kaam me hoga… jaise tum the thodi der pahle, Sanjana ke sath…”
“ye tumne galat bola…”
“kya galat bola…”
“1st. banda ke sath raha ka use hoga… lekin tumne rahi ka use kiya. 2nd . tummmmmmm tum… tum banda nahi ho, tum bandi ho…..”
“tumne pee rakhi hai kya….? Ye kaisi baat kar rahe ho aur dhang se bol bhi nahi paa rahe…”
“badhiya toh bola main… ekdum first class…”
“kal baat karte hai…”
“kal kyun, abhi dar gayi kya… darpok aurat...”
“auraaaaattttt…”dusari taraf se Riya cheekhi…
“toh ban jayegi ek din… isme itna chillane ki kya jaroorat hai… abhi paas me hoti toh.... chillaya kam kar tu, mere saamne... warna kisi din ekat mukka mashak dunga toh rone lagegi... ”
“TUM NAAA… mere se kal baat karo aur main samajh gayi ki kya important kaam kar rahe the tum…”
“kya yar… police inspector ki beti hoke dar gayi… mera baap inspector hota toh Rewa ke har ek chowk me nanga nachta main… kya Gundi banegi tu…”
“main call rakh rahi hu…”
“arey sun toh…”
“ab aur nahi Atharva… mujhe bahut gussa aa raha hai…”
“achcha ek baat bata… kitne logo ne aajtak tujhe patane ki koshish ki hai … matlab itni jhakkas dikhti hai tu… toh pahle kayi deewane rahe honge tere… baaki tere baal mast hai, matlab kya peechhe palta kar… tu peechhe se do part me divide karti hai… aisi style apun aaj tak nahi dikhela hai… usich time apun fida ho gaya tha aur baal me bhi spray maarti hai kya... kya mast khushboo aati hai... lagta hai, tere julfo ke saanye me rahu... jue toh nahi pade hai naa tere baal me...? meri tarah roj nahati toh hai naa tu...? aur kya figure hai tera… matlab kya tareef karu teri... sach-sach bata toh kitne boyfriends the tere… hello… hello…. Rosie… hello… Sali ne phone kaat diya... sala Mere se attitude.. swayam Atharva Singh Bhattachartya urf Bhatti ji se.... Level hee nahi hai , in logo ka... chhote log”
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Beautifull update bhaiUpdate-27
Riya ke call disconnect karne ke baad maine Riya ko fb me jis photo ki painting banana hai, uska link bhej diya… taaki kaam chalu rahe. Baaki husband-wife ke beech ye Ladayi-jhagda toh chaltaa hee rahta hai. Waise jab main link bhej raha tha toh mujhe aabhas hua ki… ab toh wo mujhse baat bhi nahi karne wali , painting kya khaak banayegi… lekin fir bhi maine link bhej diya... taaki wo aur jal-bhun jaaye...
Riya ko messege karne ke baad main ghar ke darwaje par taala markar , Jafar ko gaaliya dete hue Sanjana se milne ke liye ravana hua…
“Silky…. Silky .... Silky-Milky.... lol.... waise sahi hai, doodharu ladki hai Sanjana. abeyyy Sanjana… khol.. apna................... darwaja...”uska darwaja lagatar peet-te hue main bola aur tab tak uska darwaja peet-ta raha jab tak ki Sanjana ne darwaja nahi khola….
“tu kaun….?”usne mujhse puchha
“pahle ye bata tu kaun hai... matlab...aap kaun hai”
Aaya toh main Sanjana se milne tha, par darwaja Sanjana ne nahi khola tha, ye toh koyi aur tha… lagbhag 6ft lambi height wala bhari-bharkam sharir liye ye prani , ye Sanjana nahi thi… ye toh koyi Nar tha aur Sanjana…. Sanjana toh maada hai… sexy maada.
“Karan Naik…. Sunayana ka husband…”
“ Mr. Sunayana… ? lol... anyway... Sanjana kaha hai…”darwaje se ghar ke andar nazar maarte hue maine puchha
“kyun…?”jaha se main andhar jhak raha tha Karan Naik , wahi saamne khada hokar mujhse puchha “tum kaun ho..”
“main...? mujhe nahi jaante...? main Atharva Singh Bhattacharya, 12th Mathematics, The Topper of Sanskar Valley… Sanjana ka friend, hum dono ek hee school me padh rahe hai, chaar saal se... hehehe… hahaha.... huhuhu...”
“ek hee school me padhte ho ya na padhte ho… mujhe us-se kya… Sanjana se kaam kya hai....? aur daant kyun faad raha hai..”
“bas aise hee… bore ho raha tha ghar par toh.. socha…”
“time dekha hai tune…raat ke 9 baj rahe hai…”
“arey aap use bulaye na… sidhe...faltu me dimag....” Karan Naik ke sawal-jawab se pareshan hokar maine kaha
“taav kise dikha raha hai be… chal nikal..”
“sorry…?”
“chal nikal yaha se… Sanjana se nahi milega tu..”mujhe dhakka dete hue Karan Naik bola…
Usne mujhe jaise hee dhakka diya main bhauchakka hokar wahi kuch der shant khada raha… maine ye kabhi nahi socha tha ki mere sath kabhi aisa bhi ho sakta hai, … ki koyi mujhe apne ghar se dhakka dekar waha se jaane ke liye kahega… uspar se wo ghar Sanjana ka hoga.... kabhi nahi. Ye toh ho hee nahi sakta. afterall, main pure school ka sabse lovable student tha… lekin abhi ye jo ho raha tha… Karan Naik pata nahi… kyun jabran phaile jaa raha tha aur us-se bhi buri baat ye thi ki main use kuch kar bhi nahi sakta tha… ek toh ghar uska, upar se sala danav ki tarah lamba-chauda… yadi uski tarah main bhi use dhakka deta toh peechhe main hee khisak jata… isliye mujhe chup-chap waha se chale jaana chahiye tha… lekin kyunki mere andar abhi rum tha, isliye main abhi numb tha… matlab main wahi khada raha… Karan mujhe ghoorta raha aur main use…
“yaha se apne aap jayega ya laat kha ke jayega…”
“abbey.. tuuuu... tu jaanta nahi mere ko aur main kya kar sakta hu tere sath…”maine ungali dikha kar Karan Naik ko darane ka prayas kiya
“achchha ….hahaha... Kya ukhad lega... bol”gate ke paas seedhiyo par baith-te hue wo mujhpar hasne laga... jis se mera dimag aur satakne laga.
“patthar maar ke bhag jaunga aur jhaant, tu mujhe pakad bhi nahi payega…”
“achchha… chal maar… yahi baitha hu main… chal maar… maar munna... ”puchkarte hue usne kaha
par main uske bahkave me nahi aaya, kyunki… ek toh main jaise hee patthar uthane ke liye jhukta, wo mujhe turant pakad ke peet deta. dusara.. waha neeche aas-paas koyi patthar bhi nahi dikh raha tha, isliye… main dheere-dheere reverse mode me peechhe jaane laga… jiske baad wo bhi khada hua aur andar jaane ke liye peechhe muda… tab… tab.. maine kinare gamle ke paas rakha ek patthar uthaya aur dum lagakar saale ki peeth me de maara…..
“madaaaaar...”turant peeth sahlaate hue Karan Naik peeche palta
“badhayi ho, aap chodu ban gaye…”Itna bolkar main turant waha se bhag liya… mere saamne uchkega....... lawda
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Karan Naik se ye meri pahli mulaqat thi. Mana ki Karan Naik is ghar ka mard tha lekin use fir bhi mujhse aisi baat nahi karni chahiye thi, ajeeb hee lad-nipor aadmi tha wo, jabran ka ladayi kar raha tha… par main uske bartaav se itna ashcharya-chakit nahi tha, jitna ki Sanjana ke bartaav se tha… mera matlab , jab Karan aur meri bahas ho rahi thi gate par toh Sanjana ko sunayi toh diya hee hoga fir wo bahar kyun nahi aayi…? Kahi Karan Naik hitler ke maafiq toh bartaav nahi karta Sanjana aur Sunayana mam ke sath…?
Abhi mera Sanjana se milne ka full mann tha. main ekdum sab kuch bata dena chahta tha, Sanjana ko... sath me ye bhi bata dena chahta tha ki kab-kab usko sochkar main mutth maara hoon.... Fir maa chudaye meri reputation, Maa chudayi dosti aur maa chudaye, Jafar . par burchodi ka Karan Naik ... wo bhosdi ka burchatta, ladkiyo ki bur sungh kar unki umra bata dene wala... bursungha... bitiya chod... mujhe Sanjana se milne nahi diya, par iska matlab ye nahi ki wo mujhe Sanjana se milne se rok lega… mere paas aur bhi raaste the, Sanjana se milne ke… 1st ye ki main Sanjana ko call karu… lekin uske paas toh mobile tha hee nahi, jiska reason main hee tha… isliye ye wala option xxxxxx nahi tha.
Dusara option ye tha ki main us-se wahi jakar aawaz du, jaha se sirf wahi sun sake… yani ki us jagah jaakar Sanjana ko aawaz lagau, jaha se usne mujhe cup fek-kar maara tha. Isliye aadhe raaste se main wapas Sanjana ke ghar ki taraf muda…
“Silky… Silky-Milky…. Silky baby… Sanju darling… Jafar ki item... Jafar Madarchod... ”neeche khade hokar Sanjana ko aawaz maarte hue main bola… par wo khidki pe nahi aayi
Isliye maine ek chhota sa patthar uthaya aur seedhe uski khidki pe mara… par patthar khidki par nahi laga.. isliye maine dusari baar try kiya , jo abki baar seedhe khidki me laga aur fir uske room me kuch halchal hui, jiske baad main apni is hoshiyari par khushi se uchhal pada aur jor se bola... Jafar Madarchod.
“TUUUUU… RUK SALE TU…. KHOON KAR DUNGA TERA MAIN… MADARCHOD” Khidki se apna sar nikal kar Karan Naik cheekha… jise dekh main wahi khade-khade ladkhadaya
“kya be ladchatt.... Mr. Sunayana...”
“Madarchod...”
“teri maa ko kab chod diya main... acha yaad aaya... tera baap nahi chod paa raha tha, tab bulaya tha mere ko....”
Aur itna bolkar maine bina der kiye ek aur patthar sadak se uthaya aur fir se Karan Naik ko nishana banaya… par abki baar wo bach gaya, dayichod aur patthar deewar par laga…. Jiske baad main waha se jitna tej bhag sakta tha, utni teji se ghar ki oor bhaga....
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Daru peene ke baad kya hota hai, kaise hota hai, uska parinaam kya hota hai... ye main zindagi me jara der se samjha. Par tab tak ye ho chuka tha. pahle toh nahi pata tha par ab jab bhi sochta hoon toh bahut saare dusparinaam Daru peene ke mujhe samajh aate hai, jinme se ek ye hai ki... Daru peene ke baad aur daru peene ka mann karta hai. us din bhi mera mann kiya aur maine piya bhi... Sanjana ke jija ka game bajane ke baad main apne ghar aaya... EL DORADO se aur daru nikala aur fir pani milakar level karne baad gatak gaya aur bahut der tak neeche farsh par leta raha.. chhat ki oor dekhte hue kuch sochta raha.... kya soch raha tha, kyun soch raha tha. nahi pata. Fir maine smell bhagane ke liye brush kiya, fridge se dhaniya patti nikal kar aise hee khaya aur ant me ilaayachi ke kayi daane. Khaana khane ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi, par yadi khana nahi khata toh Mommy jaroor mujhe uthati... bina khaana khilaye toh unhone aaj tak mujhe bukhar hone tak me nahi sone diya tha. isliye... maine apne hisse ka khana plate me nikala aur bahar ek gay ko khila diya aur girte-padte apne bistar par aa gira.....
Dusare din aankh khulte hee mujhe andaza ho chala tha ki maine bahut kuch kiya hai... kuch –kuch mujhe pura yaad tha aur bahut kuch jo mere dimag me aa raha tha, usme main confuse tha ki... maine sach me aisa kiya hai yaa fir ye meri dimag ki upaj hai.... yahi sab sochte hue main school ke liye taiyar hokar nikla aur Sanajana ke ghar ke gate se thoda aage khada ho gaya, waise toh pahle main bejhijhak uske ghar me ghus jata tha, lekin kal raat ke baad meri himmat nahi ho rahi thi … isliye main wahi khade hokar Sanjana ka intezaar karne laga… Sanjana toh nahi aayi, lekin peechhe se Ved jaroor aa gaya…
“Sanjana aa rahi hai kya…”
“pata nahi… main bhi usi ke intezaar me khada hu…”
“chal fir main , nikalta hu… Sanjana se baat nahi karta main..”Ved waha se aage badha
“ruk main bhi chalta hu… nahi aayegi, lagta hai…”uske peeche-peeche chalte hue maine kaha…
“tu ruka kyun nahi Sanjana ke liye…”
“isliyeeeee… 3 point…nahi ruka.. wo, uska jija aaya hua hai… sala mujhe ghar me ghusne tak nahi diya kal , dhakka dekar ghar se nikal diya... wo alag…”
“beizzaati kar di usne teri toh… hahaha”
“karne de.... main kaun sa topchand hu… jo koyi meri beizzti nahi kar sakta… waise beizzati se yad aaya, kal tu chala kyun gaya tha…”
“hat lawda… do log milke mujhe bully kar rahe the…”
Jiske baad hum dono kuch der ke liye kuch nahi bole aur fir jaise hee mujhe yaad aaya toh main turant bol pada...
“toh finally aaj se shuru…”
“aaj se shurru…?”
“competitions ki taiyari…”
“hum log kisme participate karenge…?”
“Quiz…? bas teesara bio se kisi ko dhoondhna hai…”
“Riya ko le le, hum dono ke beech me baithegi toh… mast maza aayega…”
“hawasi bsdk… wo waise painting me jayegi jaha tak mera anumaan hai…”
“Sanjana ke against…?”
“ab isme main kya kar sakta hu…”
“pelayega beta tu ab… in dono ke beech… khair, tension mat le…jab tak Ved Sir hai, koyi naa koyi raasta nikal lenge … Rosie ke sath baat kaha tak pahuchi…?”
“about that… thoda lafda ho gaya hai shayad….”
“ab kya ho gaya…”
“maine kal nashe me shayad bahut kuch bol diya hai use aur usse bhi badi baat ki.... yaad bhi nahi hai ki kya-kya bol diya hoon… tera EL Dorado toh gand Marado nikla… bas itna yaad hai ki maal-vaal bol diya tha use…”
“itne me bur nahi maanti ladkiya, upar se jab unhe maloom ho ki tu approach kar raha hai… wo gussa karegi, lekin andar hee andar bahut khush bhi hogi ki tune use maal kaha… messeges dikha mujhe, abhich do-teen messege bhej kar aar-paar karta hoon pura mamla…”
“aar-paar nahi karna hai, bhai aur yahi toh problem hai…”
“kya problem be… ab ye mat bolna ki ye tera aur Rosie ke personal messeges hai aur tu mujhe dikha nahi sakta, yadi aisa bola na toh tera pura kachcha-chittha uske saamne khol dunga aur tujhe Nagdi Gang me shamil kar dunga”
“Nagdi Gang...? acha, nagdi gang.....”
Nagdi Gang: Ved ki kalpanao me se ek kalpana thi Sexy Saahityakar aur usi Sexy Saahityakar ki kayi parikalpanao me se ek kalpana thi Nagdi Gang ... jisme apne virodhiyo ko wo automatically Nagdi Gang me shamil kar deta tha. jiska leader Vartmaan samay me Jafar tha aur Nagdi Gang ke members the, Jafar ke dost. Jafar ke laundi patane ke chalte Ved ne uski gang ko Nagdi Gang ka darja diya tha... wo use avval darje ka nagda manta tha.
Garib Gang: Sexy Saahityakar ki Parikalpanao me se ek aur kalpana ka parinaam thi ye Garib Gang. jiska leader wo khud tha aur jiska member main aur is gang me latest entry Ranjan ki hui thi. Usne facebook me group bhi bana rakha tha, Garib Gang ke naam se. hum dono aarthik roop se Jafar se thoda kamjor the... isliye usne gang ka naam Garib Gang rakha tha. Sanjana wo bridge thi, jo is Garib Gang aur Nagdi Gang ko jodne ka karya karti thi... ya fir ye kahu ki... wahi ekmatra kaaran thi, jiske kaaran Sexy Saahityakar ne in do kalpanik Gangs ko janam diya. naa wo Jafar se Set hoti, Naa hee main udas hota aur naa hee ye do gang bante.
“dikha messeges Riya Rose ke... abhi usko line me laata hoon... Ved Sir, ko halke me le le rahe ho tum log, abhi... mere charming personality se waqif nahi ho, lagta hai...”mujhse mobile chheen-ne ki koshish karte hue Ved bola
“arey ye baat nahi hai, actually… maine phone karke use sabkuch kaha tha…”
“tab toh aur badhiya… koyi proof bhi nahi hai uske paas… seedhe deny kar dena, yadi wo ilzaam lagaye toh… aur bolna ki saboot dikhao….”
“main kisi adalat me nahi ja raha, jaha saboot ki avashyakta hogi…. Aur yadi maine aisa kiya toh wo aur naraz ho jayegi…”
“wo toh… wo.. already hai Lord EL Dorado ki kripa se…. lekin is tarah se baat karne ka topic milega, baat aage badhegi aur fir koyi chutiya si harqat kar dena, jaisa tu aksar karta rahta hai… aur fir sorry… fir competitions ki baat kar lena… bas baat khatm… jab tak main hu, tension kyun leta hai… bas kal 100 rs de dena… consulting fees ke taur par. Abeyyyyy, wo Sanjana hai kya….?”
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“laa toh re… ek pustak de…”attendance lene ke baad Bulla ne apne saamne desk me baithe ladko se kitaab mangi…
“wo.. sir…”
“jaldi de nalayak...”
“ bhool gaya aaj…”
“mere Vishay ki pustak bhool gaya nalayak… ruk tu…”Bulla turant ek jhatke me bina koyi deri kiye hue khada hua aur saamne baithe dono ladko ka sar jhuka kar turant desk me sataya aur diya dono ki peeth me ek-ek mukka....
Aur class ek baar fir has padi… lekin main aur Ved chup the… kyunki hum dono Bulla ki maar bachpan se khate aaye the aur ye sab ab humare liye bahut purana ho gaya tha... dusare shabdo me kahu toh hum dono legend the aur bahut achchi tarah se jaante the ki kaha muh kholna hai aur kaha muh band rakhna hai… Bulla , book lekar unhi do ladko ke paas gaya... jo Vilom ke maar khane par sabse pahle hasne ki shuruat kiye the
“who was Tony Tail” Bulla ne pahle ladke se sawal daga..
“sir… he was a famous bowman…”
“huh… why was he famous…”dusare ladke ki taraf dekh Bulla ne puchha
“because he could kill a deer from miles away… sir..”
Bulla ke paas Gupta ji ki tarah bhrahmastra nahi tha ki wo page no. type kuch puchhkar kisi ko bhi peet de… lekin ek divyastra unke bhi astra-bhandar me tha… jisko unhone mantra padhkar prakat kiya aur jaise hee wo divyastra prakat hua, unhone chala diya use un dono ki taraf....
“ Otorhinoalaryngologist ka meaning bata….”Bulla ne agla sawal kiya
“yeee... ye kaisa word hai, sir… ye toh puri book me nahi hai… pure sylllabus me nhi hai, school ke”
“jhuk…. Tu bata be ,tere ko maloom hai kya…?”pahle wale ko jhuka kar dusare ladke se unhone puchha…
“iska matlab... hmm.. matlab wo ... hmmm... sir, this is basically nothing but it is something and very important to our life....”
“tu bhi jhuk…”
Dono ko jhaka kar Bulla dono ke peechhe gaya, badhiya mukka banaya aur diya dono ko ek-ek mukka
“disturb karta hai nalayak, attendance lete samay…. Chal baith…”
.un dono ko pelne ke baad Bulla board me ek passage chhapne laga aur ye aisa samay tha , jab Bulla Board me likhte samay peechhe mudkar dekhta tak nahi tha bas koyi dhamaka na ho… dhamaka isliye kaha, kyunki pure jeewan kal me sirf ek baar Bulla board me likhte hue achanak peechhe muda hai... wo bhi tab jab kuch khurafati ladko ne 8th me chalti class ke dauran patakha fod diya tha. main naam toh nahi bataunga un ladko ka... par unme se ek kaam naam A se chalu hota hai aur ek kaa V se....
“yadi kisi ko 5000 urgent chahiye ho toh kya karna chahiye….”Passage , mann hee mann me padhte hue maine Ved se puchha
“bheekh magna chalu kar de……”passage copy me utarte hue Ved ne jawab diya
“bheekh bhi magunga toh 5000 ek din me thodi milega… Sanjana ko aaj hee chahiye…”
“main ek baar apne mauseri bhai ke college gaya tha…”
“tu ab.... story mat suna yar….”
“arey sun toh le be... Ved Sir ke dwara kaha ek bhi shabd meaningless nahi rahta. Samjha... toh sun ab. main ek baar apne mauseri bhai Varun ke college gaya tha… mere bhai ke college me ek ladke ko liver infection tha, Varun ka batchmate tha shayad wo launda... ya fir junior.. confirm yaad nahi hai. us ladke ka family background kuch khaas nahi tha, toh mere bhai logo ne college me sabhi class me jakar donation ke liye appeal kiya…. 60 hazar jama ho gaye the aur college staff ko add kar lega toh 1 lakh shayad ”
“yaha thodi 1 lakh hoga…”
“1 lakh kise chahiye, tujhe sirf 5 hazar chahiye…1400 launde-laundiya humari wali shift me hai... 400 maan le absent honge, bache 1000… yadi sabne 5-5 rs bhi diya toh 5000 toh bade aaram se ho jayega…”
“jayega kaun donation magne…?”
“tu jayega aur kaun jayega…”
“tu bhi chal na , sath me… maza aayega”
“nope… field work tera hai… Ved Sir sirf marg dikha sakte hai, us marg par chalne, naa chalne ka nirnay swayam tumko karna hai… meri baat maan. next period bunk kar aur ghus ja sabki class me…”
“par bio me main nahi jaunga… Sanjana ke naam se Riya aur chidh jayegi…”
“yahi toh mauka hai be… uska dikha ki tera true self kya hai… genuine bande, isiliye reject hote hai… kyunki wo ladki ko impress karne ke chakkar me wo banne lagte hai, jo wo hai nahi… ab tu khud ko khiladi dikhata hai Riya ke saamne , isliye pela jaata hai tu. Sanjana bhi isiliye nahi pati. Riya Rose ko tu apna true version dikha. Isliye, Ved Sir ki baat maan aur kud jaa maidan-e-jung me... ise tu Riya Rose ka swayamvar maan ke chal... yadi jeet gaya toh Riya Rose varmala liye tera intezaar karti hue milegi... South Rewa Park me. Aise hee nahi maine khud ko Sexy Saahityakar ki upadhi di hai... bahut deep understanding level hai apna... logo ko sirf dekh ke hee main jaata hoon ki wo kis ladki ko soch kar mutth maarne ka soch rahe hai.... ”
“aur Gupta jo prayer hall me aankhe gadaye mujhe dekh raha tha… uska kya socha hai…”
“Gupta ji jaiso ko toh lawde ke neeche ande ki tarah latka ke ghoomta hoon main... lunch tak me uska bhi sochta hu kuch…. Tab tak tu ye kar.”
“thik se soch lena, bhai.... sabse main matter wahi hai… meri gand sabse jyada usi se fati hui hai…”
“tu bas ye soch ki students ko convince kaise karna hai…”
“wo mere pe chhod de... I Am The Deception King. if deception is an art, then I’m the fucking artist…. Bitch... Wo main kar lunga….”
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School me ladko se kuch bhi karwana hai toh pahle ladkiyo se wo chiz karwa lo, ladke bina kahe involve ho jayenge… fir chahe last year school me hua plantation programme hee kyun na ho… ek toh ye jitne boring kaam hote hai, Principal Saxsena sab mere matthe mad deta hai… last year bhi yahi hua tha. usne mujhe target de diya tha ki kam se kam itne students shamil hona chahiye, itne ped lagne chahiye , media wale bhi rahenge… humare aur humare school ke bare me news me bhi aayega… aisa bhi laalach diya tha Saxsena ne. mujhe pata tha yadi main seedhe ladko se kahunga, ped lagane ke liye toh wo mujhe dekhte hee bol denge ki…. Hatt lawda…. Isliye maine ladko se pahle , ladkiyo ko approach kiya aur jab ladkiya camer-vamera ka sunkar taiyar ho gayi toh, ladke apne aap shamil ho gaye the plantation programme me…. bas is baar bhi mujhe yahi karna tha… Bulla ka period khatm hote hee maine apne dono aankho ki putaliyo ko ungaliyo se halka-halka touch kiya… jis-se wo laal ho jaye aur main dukhi dikhu... fir har class me jakar apni laal, gamgeen aankho se ladkiyo ki taraf dekh kar Sanjana ki maa ki vyatha suna kar donation ki maang ki… donation ke liye maine Sanjana aur Sunayana mam dono ke naam ka istemaal kiya aur koyi nahi chahta tha ki humare school se do-do maal ek sath gayab ho jaye… kyunki yadi Sanjana ki maa mar gayi toh fir wo dono obviously kuch din ke liye school nahi aayegi… oops …dark comedy….. sorry Silky....
Paisa collect karne ke liye maine Ranjan ko bio ki class se utha liya aur pure school me ghooma… Ved ki calculation galat nikli usne 1400 students ka aakda diya tha , par wo bhool gaya tha ki isme kuch jhaant barabar soch waale nirlajj launde bhi shaamil the.. jinhe koyi fark nahi padta ki unki insult ho rahi hai ya nahi, unhone footi kaudi nahi di… udhar hum maar kha gaye paise collect karne ke mamle me… lekin uski kami Ranjan ne 11th,12th ke ladko se puri kar di… jo-jo ladka paisa nahi de raha tha… Ranjan uske paas jakar dhamka-dhamka kar paise nikalwa raha tha aur jo kahta ki uske paas paisa aaj nahi hai, wo kal dega toh Ranjan uska jeb check karta aur paise nikalne pe maarta alag tha…. collection karne ke dauran Teacher bahar nikal jaate the , isliye ye sab karne me Ranjan ko koyi khas dikkat nahi hui aur students se donation collect karne ke baad hum dono ne teachers ko pakda…. Mujhe chahiye toh tha 5000
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Par....
.... teachers wagerah se paise lootne ke baad jo collection hua... wo tha...
“bisak hazar ho gaye honge shayad... kyun, bhatti ..?”ginte hue Ranjan bola….
Meri toh gand hee fate jaa rahi thi,especially... jab se 12th me humne collection chaalu kiya tha. total chahiye tha mujhe 5000 , par 12th Arts ki akele ki collection 5600 thi. Jaisa ki maine kaha tha, Ved ki calculation galat nikli… kaha wo 5000 ka estimate de raha tha aur kaha yaha 20,000 jama ho gaye the, jiska bahut bada yogdan school staff ko jata hai.… ek tihayi toh unka hee tha.
Lunch ho chuka tha aur apni class me hum teeno paisa gin rahe the… kayi log hume note ginte hue aise laar tapka kar dekh bhi rahe the.. jaise kutte haddi ko dekh kar laar tapkate hai... maano, abhiyech 100 ka note main inki taraf fekunga toh ye muh se lapak kar pakad lenge... lawde........ saale.... burchatte.
inme se kuch bio ke the toh kuch commerce ke bhi. wo hum teeno ko note ginte hue shayad soch rahe the ki hum ye paisa apne paas rakh lenge, makkari karenge… aish karenge. par aisa nahi tha, bilkul bhi nahi tha... Atharva Singh Bhattacharya Daruha ho sakta hai, par dhokebaz nahi. makkari toh thi hee nahi kabhi apne andar... baki kuch log zindagi me makkar zaroor nikal gaye, khair... wo alag baat hai. waise bhi ...kis class se kitna donation hua, kisne kitna diya uska pura list principal ke paas alreay pahuch chukka tha… jo ki humne nahi balki har class ke class representative ne banakar principal ko bheja tha….
“19,000... 19,500.....”
“sir, main Smiriti… 11th se… wo quiz ke liye aapse milna tha na…”main thook laga-laga kar note jama raha tha ki ye aawaz mere kaano me padi…
“kis subject ke base par…”uski taraf dekhe bina... maine paise ginne ka kaam jaari rakha...
“history pe sir…”
“arey mam.. aapne lagta hai , Principal sir ko thik se suna nahi… unhone quiz nahi, science quiz kaha tha… science… Science matlab... physics , chemistry and bio…”
Ye sunkar wo turant mayoos ho gayi aur wahi neeche dekhte hue khadi rahi…
“udas mat ho… tum intelligent hogi, no doubt... lekin ye field aapka nahi hai...”
Par mere aisa bolne ke bawzood naa hee uskke chehre ki mayoosi gayi aur naa hee uske sharir me koyi harqat hui. I mean wo jaisi udas hokar khadi thi, waise hee khadi rahi.... tas se mas naa hui.
“ok... humse ek question aisa puchho history ka, jo tumhe lagta hai ki uska answer kisi ko pata nahi hoga…”uska dil rakhne ke liye maine kaha
“main .... ?”
“haan.. tumhi.. puchho...”note ek side karke uski taraf dekhte hue maine kaha
“main.. main...kya…. … question puchhu”mayusi ke sath wo boli…
“yeeeee puchho…. 1 point…. hahahaha”ye bolkar Ved hasne laga, jis-se wo ladki aur jyada udas ho gayi…
“kya be.. tu bhi….”Ved ko mann hee mann do-char laat markar maine us ladki se kaha “ Aur Tum… tum udas mat ho… ek question fek ke maro iske muh me…”
“ab ye Arts waale Ved Sir ka muqabala karenge... abhi ek formula fek ke marunga toh pura arts tahas-nahas ho jaayega... aye.. bachchi... chal kalti ho..”
Par Wo ladki waise hee khadi rahi aur fir thode gusse ke sath Ved ke taraf dekh kar thode tej aawaz me boli… actually , thode tej aawaz me nahi, balki bahut tej aawaz me... jiske kaaran waha mauzood sabhi logo ka dhyan ab idharich tha....
“mere papa brahman, bhai kashtriya, main vaishya aur mera beta shudra… ye kaise hoga ye batao…”
“aiseeeeeee…. Hoga... 2 point….”itna bolkar Ved abki baar bench par lotne laga, jiske kaaran mujhe bhi hasi aa gayi... waha mauzood baaki ke students bhi hasne lage... alag hee piece hai Ved bhi.
“ye kya point-point kar rahe hai aap… uttar dijiye…”wo fir cheekhi
“jaba… jabba…. Jaba… arts ki hokar tu science quiz me participate karne aayi hai... apni aukaat me raha karo tum arts waale... chal kalti ho.. idhar se.. chal khisak .. foot.. foot... Ved Sir, arts waalo ko jawab dena to door, baat tak karna apni shaan ke khilaf samajhte hai... GET OUT”Ved bola
“ bahut sciene waale ban rahe rahe ho, jaise gravitation ki khoj aapne hee ki ho aur yadi itna hee ghamand hai tohdo din ka time hai… kisi se maloom chalega toh bata dijiyega aur yadi nahi maloom chala toh , sorry bolkar mujhse answer pata kar lijiyega…” aur fir meri taraf dekh kar boli
“bye…sir… and I wish .. ki ye badtameej aapka jyada din dost naa rahe”
“bye...”maine kaha
“yar, Atharva... ye school ki saari ladkiya tere se itna achchhe se baat karti hai... lekin mujhse baat karte hue aise jatayengi maano, pichhale janam ki koyi dushmani ho inki mere sath.... jabki hum dono same to same hai... height, colour, study, personality, brain...”
“abhi tune jo kiya , uske baad bhi ye sawal puchh raha hai....? chal note gin...”
Maine, Ved aur Ranjan ne pure note gine, sabhi noto ko jamaya , total hua... 22970
“chal…”Ved meri tie kheechte hue achanak se uth khada hua...
“kaha.....? aur........... yahhaaaa bolke point mat chadhana bhosdike... gand fad dunga...”
“Gupta se bachna hai ki nahi…?”
“haan…”
“chal fir mere sath… Ranjan tu bhi chal… ek kaam kar, Ranjan tu mat chal... tera baap Gupta ko hee maarne ke liye daru pi ke ghusa tha school me... tujhe dekhte hee bamak jayega Gupta”
“chal naa.. main bhi chalta hoon.. door khada ho jaunga, jaha se Gupta dekh naa paaye...”
“fir kyun jaa raha... jab action scene me tu rahega hee nahi toh...?”
“tum dono thode famous ho , school me... tum dono ke sath ghumunga toh do-char log dekhenge... fir shayad unka mujhe dekhne ka najariya badal jaaye...”
“chal fir tu bhi... waise bhi tu ab Garib Gang ka member hai...”
Hum teeno baahar aaye… pahle class ke bahar aur fir school ke bahar… jaha lunch time me Gupta ji ek hotel me baithkar lunch kiya karte the… us hotel me pahuchne se pahle hee Ranjan humse alag ho gaya aur hum dono hotel me ghuse... jaha Gupta ji ek table par baithkar lunch kar rahe the….
“good afternoon sir..”Gupta ji ke thik saamne jakar Ved bola… “Atharva , tu Gupta sir ko dhoondh raha tha…. Yaha hai Gupta ji… chal…. Sir ke pair chhu kar aashirwad le…”
“aashirwaad… pair chhukar… kyuun…”maine khud se kaha…
Ved mujhe yaha le toh aaya tha, par abhi tak bataya nahi tha ki usne socha kya hai.... par ab jab Ved ne bol diya tha toh pair chhuna bhi jaroori tha, Warna Gupta ji Bur maan jaate. mujhe dekhte hee Gupta ji turant ekdum se gusse me aa gaye, maano mujhe yahi dhar ke pel denge… par pel nahi sakte the. Atleast yaha toh nahi, page number aur answer ka question puchhe bina toh bilkul bhi nahi... aise achanak kisi ko pel dena.. ye unka procedure nahi tha. mujhe waha apne saamne dekhna... ye unke liye unexpected tha kyunki aaj toh wo mujhe pelne ke vichar me do roti jyada khaye honge aur ab Ved hum dono ko aisi situation me daal diya tha ki…..
“arey sir, aaj iska birthday hai….”Gupta ji aur mere beech tana-tani bhaanp kar Ved turant bola...
“mera birthday…? Birthday… achchha haan… haan sir, aaj mera birthday hai…”Gupta ji ke pair ki taraf hath badhate hue maine kaha…. “aur sir aaj aap hotel wale ko paise mat dijiyega… bill hum pay kar denge…”
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“arey aisa kyun kar rahe ho… koyi jaroorat nahi hai…”turant Gupta ji apne tevar badalte hue thode shant man se bole... ab unka ye tevar mere birthday ka sunkar badla ya fir unka bill main pay karunga... ye sunkar... is bare me main aaj tak suspence me hoon.
“aaj mera birthday hai... sir aur aap hee ekmatra aise teacher hai, jo tab se is school me hai, jab se main hoon… aapke saamne hee pale-badhe hum log. Aapke dar aur maar ke kaaran hee toh Sanskar Valley me ab bhi Sanskar hai. warna hum bhi Government school ke ladko ki tarah bus stand me ladkiyo ke peechhe ghoom rahe hote, sitiya-baji kar rahe hote... aap inspiration ho sir, humare liye…. Hai school ke itihaas me aapke aalawa koyi dusara teacher… jo bina book ko hath lagaye, pura subject padha de… kyun , Ved ... hai koyi aisa... bol... Ved...? Bol bhai.... abey bolegaaaa....”
“nahiiiiiiiiiii.....”apna hath upar uthate hue Ved cheekha aur Gupta ji ko salute kiya “jai hind , Sir...”
“thik hai.. thik hai… ab jao yaha se…”
“Jai Hind, sir….”Ved ki dekha-dekhi maine bhi Gupta ji ko salute kiya
“ye sir aapke liye....”apne jeb se do naye pen nikal kar mujhe dete hue Ved bola “ Atharva , ye toh tu sir ko dena hee bhool gaya... sir ko gift karne ke liye hee toh kharida tha tu kal...”
“arey haan.. achchha hua.. tune yaad dila diya... warna sir kahte ki rukhe-sukhe aashirwad le liya....”Gupta ji ko daant dikhate hue maine kaha jiske baad unhone bhi mujhe daant dikhaye.... I mean, pen lete hue muskura diye... Ved ne pen kab kharid lliya...?
“isme laal pen toh hai hee nahi...”dono pen ko jeb me rakhte hue Gupta ji ka bas itna bolna hee tha ki ... main waha se turant bhaga, dukan se 5 waala ek red pen liya aur turant Gupta ji ke paas pahuchkar bhet swaroop unhe diya...
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“kya lagta hai… Gupta maan gaya hoga…”wapas school ki taraf aate hue Ranjan ne mujhse puchha…
“ye toh ab class me pata chalega… Ved , tu pen kab kharid liya tha be...…?”
“Mira se manga ... jab tu pure school me bheekh maang raha tha toh... pahle toh wo dene se mana kar di, lekin jaisi hee usko apna pura plan sunaya toh turant de di wo pen. kasam se, ab main Sunayana mam se pyar karta hoon, warna ... usich time Mira ko I Fuck you kah deta.... mast ladki hai yar, choda nahi rahi bas...”
“choda toh rahi hai... par tere se nahi”ye ek aisi line thi.. jo mere aur Ranjan ke muh se ek sath nikli... jise sun Ved ki ek pal ke liye gand fat gayi ki kahi El Dorado wali raat ki tarah hum dono fir se toh uski nahi maarne waale aur sach kahu toh ye vichar tha bhi mera.... Ranjan ka pata nahi
“tu paise de... itna mast-mast idea diya hu...” topic turant Mira se change karte hue Ved ne bhikhariyo ki tarah apne hath failaye
“sala , consulting fees lekar hee maanega … lagta hai… par abhi bhi ek problem hai… wo Karan Naik, pelega mujhe… aur yadi us-se bachne ke liye ghar me bata diya toh ghar wale bhi pelenge aur defend karne ke liye kuch hai bhi nahi mere paas … kya bolunga ki… raat me daru ke nashe me akeli Sanjana se milne jaa raha tha to Karan Naik ne mujhe roka aur fir maine patthar utha kar use maar diya… ? mahtarichod, bitiyachod, burchatta, bursungha jaisi gaali bhi di... wo alag. waise kya dum laga kar maara tha saale ko… ab bhi dard de raha hoga usko… yadi ye baat ghar me pata chali toh mommy toh danda lekar pichhwada toh laal karegi hee, baapu bhi apni rum ke khatam hone ke gum me ulta maarega... Ved , tu mere friends ranking me no.1 sthan par hai... iska bhi kuch jugaad bata ”
“Karan Naik wala problem se nikalne ka idea hai mere paas… par main sure nahi hu ki ye work karega ya nahi…”Ranjan kuch sochte hue bola
“idea bata..”main khushi se puchha
“par main sure nahi hu…”
“bata toh… work main aur Ved karwa lenge…”
“wo tujhe na pakde isliye kisi dusare ko pakadwa de…. Samjha..?”
“kya samjha…? thoda explain kar… ek toh wo history ka question daag kar gayi hai, usko bhi samajhna hai abhi... aur tu ab samjha… samjha kar raha hai… seedhe-seedhe bol…”
Jiske baad Ranjan ne mujhe samjhaya ki mujhe kya samajhna chahiye… jise sunkar main samajh gaya ki shayad Karan Naik ko apne raaste se hatane ka Ranjan ka ye idea kaam kar sakta hai… khair wo baad ki baat thi.. abhi ek aur problem thi aur wo thi Riya Rose…. Us-se bhi toh baat karni thi… waise use samajh jaana chahiye ki, main ek ladka hu aur ek ladke ki kuch sharirik jaroorate hoti hai… jaise ki............................................... daru. tum logo ne sex samjha naa..? ashleel, sanskarless people
Anyway.... toh use samajh jaana chahiye ki, main ek ladka hu aur ek ladke ki kuch sharirik jaroorate hoti hai… jaise ki daru. jise ladke ko pura karna hota hai aur kabhi-kabhi isme ladka bahak bhi jaata hai… ise normally lena chahiye… lekin wo toh is samay apna gaal fulaye, gubbare ki tarah… school ke garden me baithi hui thi, jaha lunch time me aksar jhaant barabar launde-laundiya kuda-fandi karte the, jhula-vula jhoolte hue khela karte the. Riya Rose se milne main bhi wahi jaa pahucha…. Ved , Riya Rose ke liye bhi ek alag plan bana raha tha... lekin maine use rok diya aur wapas class bhej diya... kyunki Riya Rose meri territory thi aur yadi yaha bhi main haar gaya yaa mujhe Ved ki jaroorat hui toh.... fir laanat hai mujhpe
Door se Riya ko dekh kar mujhe laga tha ki wo garden me aise hee apna samay kaatne ke liye baithi hogi, par fir jaise-jaise main uske najdeek jata gaya mujhe abhas hua ki wo koyi painting bana rahi thi aur usi style me ghaas ke upar baithi hui thi, jis style me us din park me baithi hui thi, jab mera pair pipe me fas gaya tha aur main uske saamne gira tha… aur us din ki tarah main aaj bhi uske peechhe khada tha… mujhe kahna toh nahi chahiye, par peechhe se Riya ko dekh ke mera mann machal utha aur tan bhi _/\_
“kya bolu… ? hiiii…? Nahi, seedhe pair pakad kar peechhe ghaseet leta hu isko aur maafi maang leta hu… nahi, is-se ghanghor beizzati hogi, ye sahi nahi rahega…. Direct I love you ,bol du kya.. ? par Ved toh bol raha tha ki ladkiya, I love you ka jawab hamesha naa me hee deti hai,... toh fir kya bolu…? Is-se science quiz me participte karne ka puchhta hoon … ye sahi rahega...”
“nahi yar, nahi karegi… ye toh painting wale me jaayegi… fir kya puchhu…??????”
“yeeee puchh… -1 point…”khud se khud pe point chadhate hue main mann hee mann me bola ... -1... –Ve sign isliye, kyunki ... Vigyan ki bhasa me bolu toh yaha gravity ke against main dusaro par nahi balki khud par point chadha raha tha aur yadi hindi bhasha me explain karu.. toh yaha Karta bhi main tha, Karak bhi main tha aur karm bhi main hee tha....
“ek kaam karta hu, is-se aaj ki tarikh puchh leta hu… nahi yar… fir”
“fir lawda puchhu kyaaaaaa…..” mann hee mann main chillaya… kash mere paas bhi 2.0 hota
Jiske baad main peechhe muda aur apna dahina hath saamne karke khud ko Riya ki taraf dhakela… iske baad, jaise main us din park me Riya ke bagal me gira tha, waise aaj bhi yaha garden me gira… jaise us din Riya mujhe dekhkar bhauchakki rah gayi thi , waise aaj bhi thi… par us din se kam… kyunki aaj wo shocked kam, gussa jyada thi… kyunki…. Kyunki… girte waqt maine uske hath ko anjaane hee dhakka de diya tha, jis-se uski painting bigad gayi....
“TUU…..mmmm.... tummm”itna bolkar Riya ruk gayi aur fir apne bayi hatheli ko baandhkar , daant peesate hue dheere-dheere boli “CONTROL… RIYA..… just ignore him….”
“... aise.. kaise... ignore...”
Riya apni band mutthi, apne sar me dheere-dheere markar control… control bolne lagi aur jab bahut der tak wo aise hee karte rahi, I mean apne sar ko apni band mutthi se sahlati rahi toh mujhse dekha nahi gaya aur main bola…
“sar dard de raha hai kya…? Kamal hai, daru maine pi… hangover tumhe ho gaya… waise aaj tum paani peene nahi gayi , R.O. ke paas…main kabse wahi line me laga hua tumhara intezaar kar raha tha , taaki tumko line me naa lagna pade...”
Maine kahaa... Main toh bas kisi tarah conversation shuru karna chahta tha, par wo mujhe ab aise dekhne lagi jaise wo Sanjana ho aur uske naam pe donation lene ke baad maine paise use diye hee na ho… ekdum cold blooded… andar bahut kuch tha, lekin chehra ekdum shant… gambhir… fir usne apni painting ki taraf dekha… aur jab usne apni painting ko dekha toh , maine bhi dekha…
“ise main ek hafte se bana rahi thi…”wo shant swar me bas itna boli…
Uski painting ke beecho-beech black colour phail gaya tha... jo ki mere neeche girne ke karan uske hath me dhakka lagne ki vazah se hua tha…. Main toh soch raha tha ki us din park ke mafiq neeche girkar style me use, heeyyy Rosie bolunga aur wo mujhe … how funny… bolkar haste hue maaf kar degi aur gale laga legi… par aisa hua nahi… mera plan bhi perfect tha, execution bhi perfect tha… lekin result nahi.... Ved ko hee plan banane dena chahiye tha. ye sab mere sath hee kyun hota hai...
Pata nahi, shayad main hee chutiya hoon......
Nevil singh
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Nice update bhai
Nevil singh
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Mast update bhai