“arey ruko…pahle hum khud dekh lete hain haweli mein. Kya pata yahi kahi ghum rahi ho,” sukhbir saahib ne kaha.
“itni raat ko ghumta hai kya koyi sukhbir…cheekh ko andekha
Mat karo.”
Jaggu ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki aakhir kyon police ko bulane se rok rahe hain sukhbir saahib. Jabki us vakt ye sabse jaruri tha.
Lekin tabhi darvaje par neha madam khadi deekhi jaggu ko.
“arey madam to ye rahi,” jaggu ne kaha.
Sukhbir aur sanjay thakur turant darvaje ki taraf palte.
“bahu tum kaha thi?” sukhbir saahib ne kaha.
“main yahi thi…thoda baahar ghum rahi thi…kyon kya huva?” neha madam ne kaha.
“itni raat ko ghum rahi thi tum?” sanjay thakur hairani mein bole.
“haan…kyon…aapki biwi bhi to ghum rahi thi is vakt baahar,” neha madam ne kaha. Thodi ukhdi-ukhdi lag rahi thi vo.
Sanjay thakur ki jaise bolti band ho gayi magar phir bhi thodi der chup rahne ke baad vo bole, “kya ye tum cheekhi thi thodi der pahle?”
“haan…darasal sadak par padi sukhi lakdi mujhe saanp jaisi lagi. Ghabrahat mein mere muh se cheekh nikal gayi.”
“oh…hum to ghabra gaye the,” sanjay thakur ne kaha.
Jaggu ko ye baat hazam nahi huyi. Aisa lag raha tha jaise ki kahaniya bana rahi ho neha madam. Unke chehre se aisa saaf parteet ho raha tha. Kuchh na kuchh gadbad thi.
“kaha thi vo lakdi…main hata aata hun…kahi koyi aur na dar kar cheekh pade,” jaggu ne kaha.
Neha madam ne turant jaggu ki taraf teekhi nazro se dekha. “hata di hai maine vo.”
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Champa ke kamre se aakar bholu ne daaru ki dusri bottle khol li thi aur puri pee gaya tha bina ruke. Uske baad vo gahri neend mein sho gaya tha.
Jab vo subah utha to sar bhaari bhaari mahsus huva. Bistar par hi pada raha kaafi der tak. Phir achanak uske dimag mein raat ki ghatna daud gayi. Vo hairan tha ki kitni azeeb baat huyi thi raat. Vo kamya madam ko champa samajh kar unki gaand se khel raha tha.
Bholu ne aankhe band karke man hi man kamya madam ki gaand ko phir se mahsus karne ki koshis ki. Komal aur mulayam thi…suraakh bilkul tight tha…abhi tak lund nahi ghusa tha vaha. Magar ek baat samajh nahi aati ki madam kyon padi rahi vaha uske saath…aur kyon khelne diya use apni gaand se.
Haan saaya latka huva tha diwar se magar phir bhi vo mana to kar hi sakti thi. jarur unko bhi achha lag raha hoga. Bilkul aisa hi hoga…varna vo kyon itni der moka deti use. Bholu ne yaad kiya ki bahut der tak khelta raha tha vo madam ki gaand se.
Usne apni vo ungli sunghi jis se vo kamya madam ki gaand ke suraakh ko ragad raha tha. Gaand ki uttejek mahak abhi tak maujud thi. bholu ko dhyaan aaaya ki usne apna lund bhi to rakha tha madak ki gaand pe.
Haaye raam kitna nazdik tha vo madam ki gaand maarne ke. Agar vo saaya kambakhat na aaata to lund ghusa hi deta bholu ander. Aur ek baar ander jaata to phir thoda baahar nikalna tha usne. Ufff….
Bholu ne gahri saans li. Kitna achha moka mila tha use. Itni sunder…jawan ladki ki gaand maatne se chuk gaya vo.
Maayusi bhari saans lete huve bholu ne apne ling ko sahlaya aur bola, “beta ab shayad hi mile aisa moka dubara. Kal ho jaata to ho jaata. Aur agar ek baar ho jaata to dubara bhi moka mil sakta tha.”
Sochte-sochte bholu apne lund ko pakad kar mooth maarne laga. Dimag mein vahi pal ghum raha tha uske jab usne apna garam lauda madam ki chhoti si gaand pe rakh diya tha. Bada maja aa raha tha use.
Magar tabhi darvaje par dastak huyi. usne turant lund ko vaapis payjame mein chhupa liya aur bola, “kon hai?”
“bholu uth…kab tak soyega?” champa ne kaha.
Bholu ne darvaja khol diya aur aur champa ka haath pakad kar ander kheench liya aur darvaja vaapis band kar diya.
“arey ye kya kar rahe ho tum?”
“champa paagal ho gaya hun main. Dekh kya haalat hai mere lund ki,” bholu ne payjama ko neeche sarkaate huve kaha. Lund bilkul tana huva tha.
“haye raam ye kya kar rahe ho tum?”
“kal kamya madam ne paagal kar diya. Pata hai khub khela hun main madam ki gaand se. usnke suraakh par lund rakh bhi diya tha ki kambakhat….”
Bholu ne ek saans mein sab kuchh bata diya champa ko.
Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
Re: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
Re: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
“tum kahi kahaniya to nahi bana rahe?” champa ne puchha.
“nahi champa…main sach kah raha hun. Madam bade araam se leti huyi thi chupchaap aur main unki gaand se khel raha tha. Ek dam mast hai kamya madam. Main to paagal ho gaya hun. Bahut jyada man kar raha hai. Ab tum hi kuchh kar sakti ho. Thodi der ki baat hai…tune inspector ko bhi to di thi…mujh mein kya kami hai…”
“tu nahi samjhega bholu. Inspector ne mujhe jabardasti taiyar kiya tha. Bol raha tha ki agar nahi maani to phansa dega mujhe. Ab tum hi batao main kya karti…mujhe karna pada uske saath.”
“karna pada bolti hai…pure maje se de rahi thi tum use. Jo majburi se dete hain unke chehre par alag bhaav hote hain. Tum to pura sahyog de rahi thi use.”
“tabhi maine kaha tha ki tu nahi samjhega.”
Bholu ko saaf deekh raha tha ki champa baate bana rahi hai. “haan nahi samjhunga. Tumhe mere liye kuchh karna hi hoga.”
“chal theek hai…ek kaam kar sakti hun main…haath se kar deti hun tera.”
“phir to muh mein hi na le le. Haath se kya hoga.”
“nahi…nahi…”
Bholu ne champa ke kandhe par haath rakha aur use baithne ko kaha.
“baith neeche…”
Thoda sa virodh kiya champa ne magar phir baith gayi.
Bholu ne lund ki topi champa ke honto par rakh di. Bada hi achha mahsus huva use aisa karke. Uska lund jhatke maarne laga. Champa ke Komal raseele hont bade uttejak lag rahe the us vakt.
“muh khol…ander le le pura.”
“tu nahi maanega?” champa ne puchha.
Bholu ne note kiya ki champa ki aankhe nahi hat rahi thi uske lund se. jo bhi ho use achha lag raha tha uska mota lund. Magar phir bhi na jaane kyon nakhre kar rahi thi. usne champa ke baal pakad liye aur bola, “khol muh!”
Champa ne turant muh khol liya aur le liya bholu ka ander. bholu to jaise ki saatve aasmaan par pahunch gaya. Bada hi uttejak ahsaas tha ye. Champa ne bade hi uttejak tarike se muh mein jakad liya tha uske lund ko aur ab dheere-dheere vo chusne bhi lagi thi.
“sabaash…bahut maja aa raha hai…choos…achhe se choos…bada pyasa hai mera lund. Puri pyas bhuja de aaj…”
Champa ne muh se lund baahar nikala aur boli, “hamein naasta taiyar karna hai bholu…aaj daand na padva dena.”
“arey thoda late ho jaayega to kya toofaan aa jaayega. Kya hamein jeene ka…mauj masti karne ka haq nahi hai.”
“achha ek baat bata…kya kamya madam ne sach mein tujhe vo sab karne diya tha…”
“haan champa…bhagvaan kasam…”
“bechari khus nahi hain thakur saahib ke saath. Vo unhe santust nahi kar pa rahe.”
“ye kisne bataya tumhe?”
“khud madam ne…tabhi shayad unhone tumhe moka diya. Shayad apne sharir ki adhuri pyas puri karna chaahti hongi.”
“to kar dunga pyas puri…tu madam se baat kar mere liye…”
“main kyon baat karun…paagal ho kya?”
“arey main khud thoda baat karunga jaakar. Tu bas itna bol de ki jab bhi unhe jarurat ho to kabhi bhi bholu ko yaad kar sakti hain.”
“vo agar bura maan gayi to?”
“arey tujhe nahi pata…kitni mast ho rahi thi vo jab main unki gaand ke suraakh pe ungli ragad raha tha. Bahut kaamuk hain madam. Koyi to chaahiye na unhe itni kaamukta shaant karne ke liye.”
“na…baba na…main nahi karv sakti aisi baat.”
“chal baad mein dekhenge…tu abhi ye lauda choos,” bholu ne champa ke muh mein lund thooste huve kaha.
Champa ne bhi turant suru kar diya choosna. Vo bhi kam kaamuk nahi thi. bade uttejak tareeke se choos rahi thi. pura muh mein lekar baahar nikaalti thi…aur phir pura nigal leti thi. kabhi…kabhi pure lund par apni jeebh phirati thi…bholu ko itna maja aa raha tha ki puchho mat. Kitne dino se pada tha vo champa ke peechhe. Aaj aakhirkar vo us se lund chusva raha tha. Uski chut aur gaand bhi jald haasil karega vo…chaahe kuchh ho jaaye.
Bholu ko ahsaas huva ki vo jhadne wala hai. Usne champa ka chehra pakad liya dono taraf se. vo chaahta tha ki pura paani uske muh mein daale.
Aur phir achanak uska paani nikalne laga. champa ne bahut koshis ki lund ko baahar nikalne ki magar bholu ne aisa nahi karne diya.
“pee ja ise…jara bhi baahar mat nikalna.”
Jab tak champa pee nahi gayi usne uska chehra nahi chhoda.
“ye kya kiya…peela diya mujhe…paagal ho kya tum?”
“maine english film mein dekha tha aisa. Khub peeti hain angrezan.”
“nahi champa…main sach kah raha hun. Madam bade araam se leti huyi thi chupchaap aur main unki gaand se khel raha tha. Ek dam mast hai kamya madam. Main to paagal ho gaya hun. Bahut jyada man kar raha hai. Ab tum hi kuchh kar sakti ho. Thodi der ki baat hai…tune inspector ko bhi to di thi…mujh mein kya kami hai…”
“tu nahi samjhega bholu. Inspector ne mujhe jabardasti taiyar kiya tha. Bol raha tha ki agar nahi maani to phansa dega mujhe. Ab tum hi batao main kya karti…mujhe karna pada uske saath.”
“karna pada bolti hai…pure maje se de rahi thi tum use. Jo majburi se dete hain unke chehre par alag bhaav hote hain. Tum to pura sahyog de rahi thi use.”
“tabhi maine kaha tha ki tu nahi samjhega.”
Bholu ko saaf deekh raha tha ki champa baate bana rahi hai. “haan nahi samjhunga. Tumhe mere liye kuchh karna hi hoga.”
“chal theek hai…ek kaam kar sakti hun main…haath se kar deti hun tera.”
“phir to muh mein hi na le le. Haath se kya hoga.”
“nahi…nahi…”
Bholu ne champa ke kandhe par haath rakha aur use baithne ko kaha.
“baith neeche…”
Thoda sa virodh kiya champa ne magar phir baith gayi.
Bholu ne lund ki topi champa ke honto par rakh di. Bada hi achha mahsus huva use aisa karke. Uska lund jhatke maarne laga. Champa ke Komal raseele hont bade uttejak lag rahe the us vakt.
“muh khol…ander le le pura.”
“tu nahi maanega?” champa ne puchha.
Bholu ne note kiya ki champa ki aankhe nahi hat rahi thi uske lund se. jo bhi ho use achha lag raha tha uska mota lund. Magar phir bhi na jaane kyon nakhre kar rahi thi. usne champa ke baal pakad liye aur bola, “khol muh!”
Champa ne turant muh khol liya aur le liya bholu ka ander. bholu to jaise ki saatve aasmaan par pahunch gaya. Bada hi uttejak ahsaas tha ye. Champa ne bade hi uttejak tarike se muh mein jakad liya tha uske lund ko aur ab dheere-dheere vo chusne bhi lagi thi.
“sabaash…bahut maja aa raha hai…choos…achhe se choos…bada pyasa hai mera lund. Puri pyas bhuja de aaj…”
Champa ne muh se lund baahar nikala aur boli, “hamein naasta taiyar karna hai bholu…aaj daand na padva dena.”
“arey thoda late ho jaayega to kya toofaan aa jaayega. Kya hamein jeene ka…mauj masti karne ka haq nahi hai.”
“achha ek baat bata…kya kamya madam ne sach mein tujhe vo sab karne diya tha…”
“haan champa…bhagvaan kasam…”
“bechari khus nahi hain thakur saahib ke saath. Vo unhe santust nahi kar pa rahe.”
“ye kisne bataya tumhe?”
“khud madam ne…tabhi shayad unhone tumhe moka diya. Shayad apne sharir ki adhuri pyas puri karna chaahti hongi.”
“to kar dunga pyas puri…tu madam se baat kar mere liye…”
“main kyon baat karun…paagal ho kya?”
“arey main khud thoda baat karunga jaakar. Tu bas itna bol de ki jab bhi unhe jarurat ho to kabhi bhi bholu ko yaad kar sakti hain.”
“vo agar bura maan gayi to?”
“arey tujhe nahi pata…kitni mast ho rahi thi vo jab main unki gaand ke suraakh pe ungli ragad raha tha. Bahut kaamuk hain madam. Koyi to chaahiye na unhe itni kaamukta shaant karne ke liye.”
“na…baba na…main nahi karv sakti aisi baat.”
“chal baad mein dekhenge…tu abhi ye lauda choos,” bholu ne champa ke muh mein lund thooste huve kaha.
Champa ne bhi turant suru kar diya choosna. Vo bhi kam kaamuk nahi thi. bade uttejak tareeke se choos rahi thi. pura muh mein lekar baahar nikaalti thi…aur phir pura nigal leti thi. kabhi…kabhi pure lund par apni jeebh phirati thi…bholu ko itna maja aa raha tha ki puchho mat. Kitne dino se pada tha vo champa ke peechhe. Aaj aakhirkar vo us se lund chusva raha tha. Uski chut aur gaand bhi jald haasil karega vo…chaahe kuchh ho jaaye.
Bholu ko ahsaas huva ki vo jhadne wala hai. Usne champa ka chehra pakad liya dono taraf se. vo chaahta tha ki pura paani uske muh mein daale.
Aur phir achanak uska paani nikalne laga. champa ne bahut koshis ki lund ko baahar nikalne ki magar bholu ne aisa nahi karne diya.
“pee ja ise…jara bhi baahar mat nikalna.”
Jab tak champa pee nahi gayi usne uska chehra nahi chhoda.
“ye kya kiya…peela diya mujhe…paagal ho kya tum?”
“maine english film mein dekha tha aisa. Khub peeti hain angrezan.”
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
Re: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
“to peeti hongi…mujhe bilkul achha nahi laga…jaldi rasoyi mein aa jaao…bahut kaam karna hai.”
“tu chal main abhi aa raha hun…” bholu ne kaha. Uske chehre par vijayi muskaan thi. vo jaanta tha ki ab champa uske kabje mein thi. uske jariye vo kamya madam ko bhi fatah karega.
Subah ke 9 baj rahe the. Champa jaanti thi ki sabhi breakfast ka intezaar kar rahe honge. Is bholu ki vajah se sab late ho gaya. Na vo use uthane jaati na ye sab hota. Bholu bhi na pura shaitaan hai. Subah-subah itne kaam hote hain. Aise mein ye sab kon karta hai. Aakhirkar usne apni manmarji kar hi li uske saath.
Aata gundate huve champa ne khyaal kiya ki kaise muh mein liya tha usne bholu ka ling. kitna mota hai uska bhi…lamba bhi hai…muh mein aa hi nahi raha tha. Bilkul inspector saahib ke ling jaisa hi tha…ya shayad us se bhi thoda mota. Haan shayad thoda mota hi hai. Lekin jo bhi ho…vo kho si gayi thi use chooste huve…bholu bhi pura masti mein aa gaya tha….uska muh pakad kar pura muh mein daal raha tha. Kayi baar to saanse tham ja rahi thi champa ki. Aur baad mein to had hi kar di usne. Saara paani muh mein chhod diya aur tab tak ling baahar nahi nikala jab tak ki vo uska virya pee nahi gayi. Pura haavi ho gaya tha vo champa par. Pura mard hai bholu. Ab to jab bhi moka milega use tabhi muh mein thoons diya karega vo uske…kaise bachegi ab…chalo dekhenge jo hoga…abhi to bahut kaam the champa ko.
Tabhi bholu ander aa gaya aur uske nitambo par chanta maar kar bola, “bada mast lund choosti hai tu to.”
Champa sharma gayi aur boli, “chal hat…kaam karne de. Breakfast mein deri ho gayi hai. Jaldi haath banta.”
“mujhe to bahut maja aaya champa…tujhe aaya ki nahi ye to bata de.”
Champa sharmate huve boli, “baad mein karenge ye baate. Abhi kaam karne do.”
“bas ek baat aur…tu kamya madam se meri setting karvayegi ki nahi.”
Champa ne hairani se dekha bholu ki taraf aur boli, “tum paagal ho gaye ho kya. Thakur saahib ki biwi hain vo. Unko bhanak lag gayi to teri khair nahi.”
“tu hi to kah rahi thi ki vo khus nahi hai saahib ke saath. Dekh koyi na koyi to thakur saahib ki jagah lega hi…to main kyon nahi…aur kal raat jo kuchh huva vo bhi to dekho. Aisa lagta hai ki madam ko koyi harz nahi hai mujhse. Varna kya vo aisa karne deti mujhe…tum hi bolo.”
“dekh abhi breakfast late ho jaayega. Baad mein baat karenge.”
“aisa lagta hai ki mujhe khud hi koshis karni padegi is baare mein.”
“bholu badi bhul karoge tum aisa karke…kahi tumhari jaan par na ban aaye.”
“arey dekha jaayega jo hoga. Tu chinta mat kar. Bas ye bata ab chut mein kab legi.”
“chal hat…aise gandi baate mat karo mere saath. Mujhe kaam karne do.”
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Kamya aur sanjay thakur dining table par baithe the, aamne saamne. Sanjay thakur akhbaar padh raha tha aur kamya india today magzine.
Sanjay thakur ne ghadi ki taraf dekha aur bola, “ye aaj kya ho gaya…breakfast nahi aaya abhi.”
“haan main bhi vahi soch rahi hun,” kamya ne darvaje ki taraf dekhte huve kaha.
Sanjay thakur ne uth kar kitchen mein phone milaya aur bola, “kya kar rahe ho tum dono…jaldi lao breakfast.” Phone patak kar vo vaapis kursi par aa gaya aur bola, “aa raha hai abhi…”
Koyi paanch minute baad bholu dining room mein daakhil huva, bread toast aur paranthe lekar. Kamya ki nazre takrayi bholu se to vo hans diya. Kamya ne turant nazre pher li. Uski hansi mein ek shararat thi. aisa laga kamya ko jaise ki vo kal raat ki ghatna ko lekar use chhed raho ho. Itni himmat bholu ki? Vo bhi thakur saahib ke saamne. Manana padega ye bholu badi pahunchi huyi cheez hai. Naam bholu hai bas…kaam pure shaitani hain.
Kal raat pura faayda uthaya tha bholu ne situation ka. Kaise khel raha tha vo uske nitambo se. kamya chaah kar bhi use rok nahi paayi thi. Muh par ghunghat liye…champa ban kar…vo jaise hosh hi kho baithi thi…ye bhul hi gayi thi ki vo is haweli ki bahu hai…thakur saahib ki biwi hai aur bholu ek maamuli sa naukae hai.
“bholu tumne koyi cheekh suni thi raat ko?” sanjay thakur ne akhbaar ek taraf rakhte huve kaha.
“nahi saahib maine to nahi suni koyi cheekh. Champa bata to rahi thi ki koyi cheekha tha raat ko…aur baad mein pata chala ki vo neha madam thi. Main to gahri neend mein tha. Subah hi aankh khuli hai.”
“tu chal main abhi aa raha hun…” bholu ne kaha. Uske chehre par vijayi muskaan thi. vo jaanta tha ki ab champa uske kabje mein thi. uske jariye vo kamya madam ko bhi fatah karega.
Subah ke 9 baj rahe the. Champa jaanti thi ki sabhi breakfast ka intezaar kar rahe honge. Is bholu ki vajah se sab late ho gaya. Na vo use uthane jaati na ye sab hota. Bholu bhi na pura shaitaan hai. Subah-subah itne kaam hote hain. Aise mein ye sab kon karta hai. Aakhirkar usne apni manmarji kar hi li uske saath.
Aata gundate huve champa ne khyaal kiya ki kaise muh mein liya tha usne bholu ka ling. kitna mota hai uska bhi…lamba bhi hai…muh mein aa hi nahi raha tha. Bilkul inspector saahib ke ling jaisa hi tha…ya shayad us se bhi thoda mota. Haan shayad thoda mota hi hai. Lekin jo bhi ho…vo kho si gayi thi use chooste huve…bholu bhi pura masti mein aa gaya tha….uska muh pakad kar pura muh mein daal raha tha. Kayi baar to saanse tham ja rahi thi champa ki. Aur baad mein to had hi kar di usne. Saara paani muh mein chhod diya aur tab tak ling baahar nahi nikala jab tak ki vo uska virya pee nahi gayi. Pura haavi ho gaya tha vo champa par. Pura mard hai bholu. Ab to jab bhi moka milega use tabhi muh mein thoons diya karega vo uske…kaise bachegi ab…chalo dekhenge jo hoga…abhi to bahut kaam the champa ko.
Tabhi bholu ander aa gaya aur uske nitambo par chanta maar kar bola, “bada mast lund choosti hai tu to.”
Champa sharma gayi aur boli, “chal hat…kaam karne de. Breakfast mein deri ho gayi hai. Jaldi haath banta.”
“mujhe to bahut maja aaya champa…tujhe aaya ki nahi ye to bata de.”
Champa sharmate huve boli, “baad mein karenge ye baate. Abhi kaam karne do.”
“bas ek baat aur…tu kamya madam se meri setting karvayegi ki nahi.”
Champa ne hairani se dekha bholu ki taraf aur boli, “tum paagal ho gaye ho kya. Thakur saahib ki biwi hain vo. Unko bhanak lag gayi to teri khair nahi.”
“tu hi to kah rahi thi ki vo khus nahi hai saahib ke saath. Dekh koyi na koyi to thakur saahib ki jagah lega hi…to main kyon nahi…aur kal raat jo kuchh huva vo bhi to dekho. Aisa lagta hai ki madam ko koyi harz nahi hai mujhse. Varna kya vo aisa karne deti mujhe…tum hi bolo.”
“dekh abhi breakfast late ho jaayega. Baad mein baat karenge.”
“aisa lagta hai ki mujhe khud hi koshis karni padegi is baare mein.”
“bholu badi bhul karoge tum aisa karke…kahi tumhari jaan par na ban aaye.”
“arey dekha jaayega jo hoga. Tu chinta mat kar. Bas ye bata ab chut mein kab legi.”
“chal hat…aise gandi baate mat karo mere saath. Mujhe kaam karne do.”
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Kamya aur sanjay thakur dining table par baithe the, aamne saamne. Sanjay thakur akhbaar padh raha tha aur kamya india today magzine.
Sanjay thakur ne ghadi ki taraf dekha aur bola, “ye aaj kya ho gaya…breakfast nahi aaya abhi.”
“haan main bhi vahi soch rahi hun,” kamya ne darvaje ki taraf dekhte huve kaha.
Sanjay thakur ne uth kar kitchen mein phone milaya aur bola, “kya kar rahe ho tum dono…jaldi lao breakfast.” Phone patak kar vo vaapis kursi par aa gaya aur bola, “aa raha hai abhi…”
Koyi paanch minute baad bholu dining room mein daakhil huva, bread toast aur paranthe lekar. Kamya ki nazre takrayi bholu se to vo hans diya. Kamya ne turant nazre pher li. Uski hansi mein ek shararat thi. aisa laga kamya ko jaise ki vo kal raat ki ghatna ko lekar use chhed raho ho. Itni himmat bholu ki? Vo bhi thakur saahib ke saamne. Manana padega ye bholu badi pahunchi huyi cheez hai. Naam bholu hai bas…kaam pure shaitani hain.
Kal raat pura faayda uthaya tha bholu ne situation ka. Kaise khel raha tha vo uske nitambo se. kamya chaah kar bhi use rok nahi paayi thi. Muh par ghunghat liye…champa ban kar…vo jaise hosh hi kho baithi thi…ye bhul hi gayi thi ki vo is haweli ki bahu hai…thakur saahib ki biwi hai aur bholu ek maamuli sa naukae hai.
“bholu tumne koyi cheekh suni thi raat ko?” sanjay thakur ne akhbaar ek taraf rakhte huve kaha.
“nahi saahib maine to nahi suni koyi cheekh. Champa bata to rahi thi ki koyi cheekha tha raat ko…aur baad mein pata chala ki vo neha madam thi. Main to gahri neend mein tha. Subah hi aankh khuli hai.”
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.