Tabhi use khyaal aaya ki kaise champa inspector ke saath maje kar rahi thi…uska pati saath nahi hai uske…shayad isiliye vo inspector ke saath apne sharir ki pyas bujha rahi thi…ye sahi bhi hai…sharir ki bechaini mitani jaruri hai varna insaan paagal ho jaaye.
Champa ka khyaal aate hi usne socha ki kyon na vo champa se mil kar aaye aur is baare mein baat kare. Vo samajhdar hai bahut in maamlo mein. Magar phir vo soch mein pad gayi ki kya raat ko baahar jaana theek hoga…agar aaj bhi vo nakabposh baahar ghum raha huva to.
Vo chupchap bistar par padi rahi bahut der, karvate badalti rahi baar. Phir vo himmat karke uth hi gayi. Usne ghadi ki taraf dekha. Raat ke 12 baj rahe the is vakt. uske man ne phir se use baahar na jaane ko aagaah kiya. Magar vo jaanti thi ki is vakt use kisi se baat karne ki jarurat hai. Haweli mein agar koyi tha to sirf champa hi thi jis se vo dil ki baat kah sakti thi.
Dheere-dheere darvaje ki taraf badhi kamya aur darvaje par pahunch kar peechhe mud kar dekha. Buddha gahri neend mein tha…uske khraaton ki awaaj gunj rahi thi kamre mein.
Dheere se darvaja khola kamya ne aur baahar aa gayi…phir drawing ko paar karte huve mukhya dwar ki taraf badhi. Mukhya dwar khol kar usne daayein baayein dekha. Haweli raat ke sannate mein simti huyi thi. Jis taraf dekho…vahi ek khauf sa nazar aata tha. Vaise koyi dikh nahi raha tha use magar phir bhi aisa ahsaas ho raha tha jaise ki kahi koyi chhupa khada hai. Shayad ye uska vaham tha.
Usne vaapis peechhe mud kar dekha aur socha ki kya is vakt baahar nikalna theek hoga. Champa ke kamre tak jaane mein use 2 ya 3 minute lagenge…pedon ke beech se hote huve jaana hoga.
Kamya koyi faisla nahi kar pa rahi thi. Magar vo bistar par pade-pade karvate bhi nahi badalna chaahti thi. Aakhirkaar usne khud ko himmat rakhne ko kaha aur dheere se kamre se baahar aa gayi. Phir vo teji se kamya ke kamre ki taraf chal padi. Vo baar-baar peechhe mud kar dekh rahi thi ki kahi koyi uske peechhe to nahi aa raha. Koyi bhi nahi deekh raha tha use magar phir bhi use bahut dar lag raha tha. Baar-baar ye khyaal bhi aa raha tha ki is vakt baahar nikal kar usne badi bhul kar di hai.
Usne apne kadmo ki gati badha di. jab vo champa ke kamre par pahuchi to uski saanse bahut tej thi. Dheere se darvaja khadkaya kamya ne. hairani ki baat thi ki jara si dastak se hi darvaja khul gaya tha. Kya champa kundi lagana bhul gayi thi.
Pura darvaja khol diya usne aur ander ghus gayi. Kamra khali tha. zero watt ka bulb jal raha tha. Kinare par charpayi padi thi. Kamya ne socha ki shayad vo washroom mein hogi. vo dheere dheere badhi washroom ki taraf aur boli, “champa?”
Usne washroom ka darvaja khola to paya ki champa vaha bhi nahi hai.
“kaha chali gayi ye…main bekar mein hi itni raat ko aayi yaha.”
Tabhi use darvaje par kisi ke kadmo ki aahat sunayi di. usne turant sar par pallu kar liya. Vo nahi chaahti thi ki kisi ko pata chale ki vo itni raat ko champa se milne aayi hai…
“champa tu jaag rahi hai…mujhe pata tha ki tu aaj mujh par jarur meharbaan hogi. Darvaja bhi khula rakha huva hai tumne….iska matlab…kya tum taiyar ho?”
“ye to bholu hai…ye yaha kya kar raha hai…aur ye kis baare mein baat kar raha hai…lagta hai ki nashe mein hai?”
Kamya muh nahi khol sakti thi. Agar usne muh khola to bholu jaan jaayega ki vo kamya nahi balki sanjay thakur ki biwi hai aur ye bilkul achha nahi hoga. Use har haal mein chup rahna tha.
Bholu ne darvaja band kar liya aur uski taraf badha.
Kamya ki to saanse atak gayi gale mein. Vo washroom ki taraf lapki, ander ghus kar darvaja band karne ki koshis karne lagi to paya ki ander ki kundi tuti huyi hai. Ab kya kare?
Bholu washroom ka darvaja khol kar ander ghus gaya.
“arey kyon bhaag rahi ho? Agar mere saath sona manjur nahi tha to darvaja kyon khula rakha tumne. Meri teri baat huyi thi na ki agar aaj tum taiyar ho mere saath sone ke liye to raat 12 baje darvaja khula rakhna. Ab main aa gaya hun ander to bhaag rahi ho. Dekho mat satao mujhe…us saale inspector ko de sakti ho par mujhe nahi?”
Kamya pallu mein se dekh rahi thi bholu ko. Din mein to vo bada sarif maalum ho raha tha. mila tha to paaon ko haath bhi lagaya tha uske. Aisa laga tha use ki bhala banda hai. Magar ab vo bilkul alag hi roop mein tha uske saamne. Uski aankho mein hawas thi.
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 yahi soch rahi ho na ki mujhe kaise pata…hai na…main tab yahi is khidki se sab dekh raha tha. bade maje se de rahi thi tu inspector ko. Ab mujh garib ki baari aayi to nakhre kar rahi ho. Main ye baat bolna nahi chaahta tha magar tumne mujhe majbur kar diya…chupchap bistar par aa jaao…”
Bholu kamya ki taraf badha to kamya ne peechhe ki taraf kadam badhaye…jab tak ki vo deewar se nahi takra gayi.
“aur aaj ye ghungat kyon kar rakha hai tumne. Aaj to nange hone ki raat hai. Hata na ye parda…aur saare kapde nikaal de. Sharma mat maine vaise bhi pahle se dekhi huyi hai teri chut. Jab inspector lund ghusa raha tha teri chut mein us vakt bahut gaur se dekha tha maine…badi pyari hai…magar ek baat kahun… mere dil par kya gujri thi us vakt mujhe hi pata hai. Main kab se tere peechhe pada hun…tumne mujhe ek baar bhi moka nahi diya aur us kamine inspector ka lund jhat se ghusva liya…” bolte-bolte bholu ruk gaya aur phir maathe par haath maarte huve bola, “champa meri kisi baat ka bura mat maan-na. maine pee rakhi hai. Agar koyi baat buri lagi ho to mujhe maaf karna. Jaldi chalo bistar par…”
Bolte-bolte bholu kamya ki taraf badha. Kamya ne apni saanse rok li…vo shayad use apni baahon mein bharne wala tha. tabhi achanak vo ruk gaya.
“champa pesaab kar lun tere bathroom mein…bade jor ki lagi hai…kaam karte vakt beech mein na aa jaaye.”
Kamya saanse thaame khadi rahi…na haan bol sakti thi aur na hi na.
Bholu ne apna naada khol kar apne ling ko baahar nikal liya aur uski taraf dekhte huve bola, “dekha kitna bechain hai tere liye…bilkul inspector ke lund jaisa hai.”
Kamya ne gaur se dekha. Vo sahi kah raha tha. inspector ke ling ki tarah bholu ka bhi bhaari bharkam tha…mota aur lamba.
Vo besharmi se uske saamne hi pesaab karne laga…jara bhi sharam nahi kar raha tha vo. Kya champa aisa karne deti use…
“tum to kuchh bol hi nahi rahi ho…kya ho gaya hai tumhe…aur ye ghunghat to hatao…mujhse kaahe ka ghunghat…”
Kamya ne na mein sar hila diya use ye batane ko ki vo ghunghat nahi hatayegi. Vo ye soch-soch kar pareshaan thi ki ab kaise niptegi ki is musibat se…kahi ye bholu use champa samajh kar uske saath…
Vo ye soch hi rahi thi ki bholu apne haath mein apna ling liye uski taraf badha. Kamya ki saanse tham gayi…dil jor-jor se dhadkne laga…vo soch rahi thi ki ab kya hoga?
Bholu kamya ki taraf badhte huve badi ashleekta se masal raha tha apne ling ko. Khaskar vo baar-baar ling ke top par ungli phira raha tha. ling ke chhidra se kuchh tapakta huva bhi deekh raha tha use.
“tum ye parda kyon nahi hata rahi champa. Jab pyar karna hai to khul kar karo. Jab tum Inspector ko de rahi thi, tab to koyi parda nahi kiya huva tha tumne. Ab meri baari aayi to ye ghunghat kar liya tumne. Hatao bhi.”
Bolte-bolte bholu itna karib aa gaya kamya ke ki bas ek inch ka hi phasla rah gaya uske aur bholu ke beech.
“tujhe pata hai…roj baare mein soch kar shota hun main. Jab tak teri tasvir man mein na ubhre tab tak neend nahi aati hai mujhe. I love you.”
Agar champa hoti us vakt vaha kamya ki jagah to pata nahi vo kaise react karti. Magar kamya ko ye bilkul saaf dikh raha tha ki vo ye emotional baate sirf impress karne ke liye bol raha hai. taaki vo champa ka sharir pa sake.
Tabhi bholu ne achanak kamya ki chhati par haath rakh diya. Kamya ki to saanse tham gayi. turant dur jhatka uska haath…gussa bhi bahut aaya use. Magar kya kare bol to kuchh sakti thi nahi.
“kitne dino se sata rahi ho tum mujhe. Aaj to aisa mat karo. Jab ye sab manjur nahi tha tumhe to darvaja kyon khula rakha tumne mere liye.”
Kamya ne haath se ishara kiya use us se dur hatne ka aur baahar jaane ka. Magar bholu ki aankho se aisa nahi lag raha tha ki vo in isharon ko samajh kar vaha se kahi jaayega. Ab sirf ek hi chara bacha tha. use vaha se bhagna hoga.
Magar tabhi bholu ne baahein faila li aur bola, “ab aa bhi jao in baahon mein.”
Kamya jhuk kar bholu ki faili huyi baahon ke neeche se nikal gayi aur washroom ke darvaje se baahar nikal kar kamre ke darvaje ki taraf daudi. Usne peechhe mud kar to nahi dekha tha magar vo jaanti thi ki bholu uske peechhe aa raha hai…peechhe bhari kadmo ki aahat is baat ka sabut thi.
Bholu kamya ki taraf badha to kamya ne peechhe ki taraf kadam badhaye…jab tak ki vo deewar se nahi takra gayi.
“aur aaj ye ghungat kyon kar rakha hai tumne. Aaj to nange hone ki raat hai. Hata na ye parda…aur saare kapde nikaal de. Sharma mat maine vaise bhi pahle se dekhi huyi hai teri chut. Jab inspector lund ghusa raha tha teri chut mein us vakt bahut gaur se dekha tha maine…badi pyari hai…magar ek baat kahun… mere dil par kya gujri thi us vakt mujhe hi pata hai. Main kab se tere peechhe pada hun…tumne mujhe ek baar bhi moka nahi diya aur us kamine inspector ka lund jhat se ghusva liya…” bolte-bolte bholu ruk gaya aur phir maathe par haath maarte huve bola, “champa meri kisi baat ka bura mat maan-na. maine pee rakhi hai. Agar koyi baat buri lagi ho to mujhe maaf karna. Jaldi chalo bistar par…”
Bolte-bolte bholu kamya ki taraf badha. Kamya ne apni saanse rok li…vo shayad use apni baahon mein bharne wala tha. tabhi achanak vo ruk gaya.
“champa pesaab kar lun tere bathroom mein…bade jor ki lagi hai…kaam karte vakt beech mein na aa jaaye.”
Kamya saanse thaame khadi rahi…na haan bol sakti thi aur na hi na.
Bholu ne apna naada khol kar apne ling ko baahar nikal liya aur uski taraf dekhte huve bola, “dekha kitna bechain hai tere liye…bilkul inspector ke lund jaisa hai.”
Kamya ne gaur se dekha. Vo sahi kah raha tha. inspector ke ling ki tarah bholu ka bhi bhaari bharkam tha…mota aur lamba.
Vo besharmi se uske saamne hi pesaab karne laga…jara bhi sharam nahi kar raha tha vo. Kya champa aisa karne deti use…
“tum to kuchh bol hi nahi rahi ho…kya ho gaya hai tumhe…aur ye ghunghat to hatao…mujhse kaahe ka ghunghat…”
Kamya ne na mein sar hila diya use ye batane ko ki vo ghunghat nahi hatayegi. Vo ye soch-soch kar pareshaan thi ki ab kaise niptegi ki is musibat se…kahi ye bholu use champa samajh kar uske saath…
Vo ye soch hi rahi thi ki bholu apne haath mein apna ling liye uski taraf badha. Kamya ki saanse tham gayi…dil jor-jor se dhadkne laga…vo soch rahi thi ki ab kya hoga?
Bholu kamya ki taraf badhte huve badi ashleekta se masal raha tha apne ling ko. Khaskar vo baar-baar ling ke top par ungli phira raha tha. ling ke chhidra se kuchh tapakta huva bhi deekh raha tha use.
“tum ye parda kyon nahi hata rahi champa. Jab pyar karna hai to khul kar karo. Jab tum Inspector ko de rahi thi, tab to koyi parda nahi kiya huva tha tumne. Ab meri baari aayi to ye ghunghat kar liya tumne. Hatao bhi.”
Bolte-bolte bholu itna karib aa gaya kamya ke ki bas ek inch ka hi phasla rah gaya uske aur bholu ke beech.
“tujhe pata hai…roj baare mein soch kar shota hun main. Jab tak teri tasvir man mein na ubhre tab tak neend nahi aati hai mujhe. I love you.”
Agar champa hoti us vakt vaha kamya ki jagah to pata nahi vo kaise react karti. Magar kamya ko ye bilkul saaf dikh raha tha ki vo ye emotional baate sirf impress karne ke liye bol raha hai. taaki vo champa ka sharir pa sake.
Tabhi bholu ne achanak kamya ki chhati par haath rakh diya. Kamya ki to saanse tham gayi. turant dur jhatka uska haath…gussa bhi bahut aaya use. Magar kya kare bol to kuchh sakti thi nahi.
“kitne dino se sata rahi ho tum mujhe. Aaj to aisa mat karo. Jab ye sab manjur nahi tha tumhe to darvaja kyon khula rakha tumne mere liye.”
Kamya ne haath se ishara kiya use us se dur hatne ka aur baahar jaane ka. Magar bholu ki aankho se aisa nahi lag raha tha ki vo in isharon ko samajh kar vaha se kahi jaayega. Ab sirf ek hi chara bacha tha. use vaha se bhagna hoga.
Magar tabhi bholu ne baahein faila li aur bola, “ab aa bhi jao in baahon mein.”
Kamya jhuk kar bholu ki faili huyi baahon ke neeche se nikal gayi aur washroom ke darvaje se baahar nikal kar kamre ke darvaje ki taraf daudi. Usne peechhe mud kar to nahi dekha tha magar vo jaanti thi ki bholu uske peechhe aa raha hai…peechhe bhari kadmo ki aahat is baat ka sabut thi.
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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
“kaha bhagogi aaj tum…aaj tumhe nahi chhodunga. Inspector ko to de di bade pyar se ab sati savitri ban rahi ho,” badbadata huva bholu uske peechhe aa raha tha.
Kamya us pal ko kosh rahi thi jab usne champa se milne ka taiy kiya tha. usne bekaar mein musibat mol le li thi.
Jab vo pedo se hote huve gujar rahi thi to bholu ne use daboch liya…vo chhatpatayi…khub virodh kiya…aur sanghars ke dauran vo neeche gir gayi muh ke bal…………………………dhadam!
Uska sar shayad kisi pathar se takraya tha…kamya ko aisa lag raha tha jaise ki vo gahri neend mein ja rahi hai…magar vo bahut koshis kar rahi thi uthne ki…magar sharir javab de raha tha.
Tabhi usne apne upar bhaar mahsus kiya. Bholu uske upar late chuka tha. hey bhagvaan ye kya ho raha tha…
Bholu ne kamya ki salwar ka naada khol kar uski salwar neeche sarka di aur uske nirvastra nitambo ko bade gande tareeke se sahlaane laga.
“badi pyari gaand hai teri to champa…bilkul chikni…”bholu kamya ke nitambo par haath phirate huve bola.
Uska haath kathor tha…moti…moti ungliya thi…aur vo bade gande tareeke se kamya ke guda dwar par ungli phira raha tha. kamya ke sharir mein kampan ho raha tha. ek ajeeb si lahar kamya ke guda dwar se suru hokar uske pure sharir mein daud rahi thi. ye samajhna muskil tha us vakt ki kya ye lahar ek aanand ki lahar thi ya dar ki. magar itna jarur tha ki bholu ki ungliyan uske sharir mein kampan paida kar rahi thi.
Tabhi ungli ki bajaye kamya ko apne guda dawr par bahut moti cheez mahsus huyi…vo turant samajh gayi ki ye bholu ka bhaari-bharkam ling hai…hey bhagvaan…k-kya vo uske guda dwar mein ling ghusane ki taiyari kar raha tha. nahi aisa nahi hone degi vo. kamya itni kamjor nahi ho sakti…
Dheere-dheere apni sakti batori kamya ne aur puri shakti se dur dhakailne ki koshis ki usne. Magar use turant pata chal gaya ki ye itna asaan nahi tha. koyi 80 ya 90 kilo ka tha bholu aur vo sirf 45 kilo ki thi.
Magar tabhi kuchh duri par ek saaya deekha kamya ko haweli ki deewar par…vo rassi ke bal neeche utar raha tha. kamya ki to saans hi atak gayi aur uske muh se nikal gaya, “v-vo kon hai?”
“hey bhagvaan ye kon utar raha hai haweli mein itni raat ko. Champa chal uth vaapis kamre mein chalte hain…aaj kahi hum na maare jaayein.”
“n-nahi hum uthe to vo dekh lega.”
“teri awaj ko kya ho gaya…badli-badli lag rahi hai…”
Ab kamya kya bole. Kaise bataye ki vo champa nahi kamya hai. tabhi use ek upay sujha.
“vo mera gala baitha huva hai…thodi awaj badal gayi hai.”
“achar khaya hoga tumne…ho jaata hai achar se. Chal pade rahte hain aise hi…tum theek kah rahi ho…hum uthe to vo jaan jaayega ki yaha koyi hai aur kahi hum par vaar hi na kar de.” ek taraf vo nasihat de raha tha aur dusri taraf vo apna mota ling uske chhote se guda dwar mein ghusane ki koshis kar raha tha. ajjeb baat thi…aise mein bhi use ye sab sujh raha tha.
“k-kya kar rahe ho hato?” kamya ne apne nitambon ko heelate huve kaha, taaki uska ling uske chhed se hat jaaye.
“thoda sa karne de na…”
“dekhte nahi saamne khatra hai.”
“dekh hum yaha chhupe huve hain. hamein kya khatra,” bholu ne dubara ling ko chhed par rakhte huve kaha.
kamya ne apna haath peechhe le jaakar uske ling ko pakad kar apne guda dwar se alag kiya…use dar tha ki kahi vo sach mein na ander ghus jaaye.
“abhi nahi,” kamya ne kaha.
Jab vo apna haath hata rahi thi uske ling se to soche bina na rah saki ki kitna mota tha uska ling…badi muskil se haath mein aa raha tha…kaise ho gaya is bholu ka itna mota…
“chal theek hai…yaha nahi karte hum…kamre mein jaakar karenge…”
“mere upar se hato.”
“pade rahne do na.”
Kamya ne kohni maari bholu ko aur vo ek taraf ludak gaya dheere se.
“kohni kyon maari…dard ho raha hai,” bholu ne kaha.
“shhh…chup raho,” kamya ne kaha.
Saaya ab rassi ke sahare jamin par utar chuka tha aur diwar se chipke huve bade gaur se har taraf dekh raha tha.
Ek minute saaya bina hule dule, murti ki tarah khada raha diwar se chipka huve…aur phir achanak vo vaapis rassi ke bal vaapis chadhne laga…uski chadhne ki speed utarne ki speed se kahi jyada thi. Use jaata dekh kamya ke dil ko tassali mili.
Kamya us pal ko kosh rahi thi jab usne champa se milne ka taiy kiya tha. usne bekaar mein musibat mol le li thi.
Jab vo pedo se hote huve gujar rahi thi to bholu ne use daboch liya…vo chhatpatayi…khub virodh kiya…aur sanghars ke dauran vo neeche gir gayi muh ke bal…………………………dhadam!
Uska sar shayad kisi pathar se takraya tha…kamya ko aisa lag raha tha jaise ki vo gahri neend mein ja rahi hai…magar vo bahut koshis kar rahi thi uthne ki…magar sharir javab de raha tha.
Tabhi usne apne upar bhaar mahsus kiya. Bholu uske upar late chuka tha. hey bhagvaan ye kya ho raha tha…
Bholu ne kamya ki salwar ka naada khol kar uski salwar neeche sarka di aur uske nirvastra nitambo ko bade gande tareeke se sahlaane laga.
“badi pyari gaand hai teri to champa…bilkul chikni…”bholu kamya ke nitambo par haath phirate huve bola.
Uska haath kathor tha…moti…moti ungliya thi…aur vo bade gande tareeke se kamya ke guda dwar par ungli phira raha tha. kamya ke sharir mein kampan ho raha tha. ek ajeeb si lahar kamya ke guda dwar se suru hokar uske pure sharir mein daud rahi thi. ye samajhna muskil tha us vakt ki kya ye lahar ek aanand ki lahar thi ya dar ki. magar itna jarur tha ki bholu ki ungliyan uske sharir mein kampan paida kar rahi thi.
Tabhi ungli ki bajaye kamya ko apne guda dawr par bahut moti cheez mahsus huyi…vo turant samajh gayi ki ye bholu ka bhaari-bharkam ling hai…hey bhagvaan…k-kya vo uske guda dwar mein ling ghusane ki taiyari kar raha tha. nahi aisa nahi hone degi vo. kamya itni kamjor nahi ho sakti…
Dheere-dheere apni sakti batori kamya ne aur puri shakti se dur dhakailne ki koshis ki usne. Magar use turant pata chal gaya ki ye itna asaan nahi tha. koyi 80 ya 90 kilo ka tha bholu aur vo sirf 45 kilo ki thi.
Magar tabhi kuchh duri par ek saaya deekha kamya ko haweli ki deewar par…vo rassi ke bal neeche utar raha tha. kamya ki to saans hi atak gayi aur uske muh se nikal gaya, “v-vo kon hai?”
“hey bhagvaan ye kon utar raha hai haweli mein itni raat ko. Champa chal uth vaapis kamre mein chalte hain…aaj kahi hum na maare jaayein.”
“n-nahi hum uthe to vo dekh lega.”
“teri awaj ko kya ho gaya…badli-badli lag rahi hai…”
Ab kamya kya bole. Kaise bataye ki vo champa nahi kamya hai. tabhi use ek upay sujha.
“vo mera gala baitha huva hai…thodi awaj badal gayi hai.”
“achar khaya hoga tumne…ho jaata hai achar se. Chal pade rahte hain aise hi…tum theek kah rahi ho…hum uthe to vo jaan jaayega ki yaha koyi hai aur kahi hum par vaar hi na kar de.” ek taraf vo nasihat de raha tha aur dusri taraf vo apna mota ling uske chhote se guda dwar mein ghusane ki koshis kar raha tha. ajjeb baat thi…aise mein bhi use ye sab sujh raha tha.
“k-kya kar rahe ho hato?” kamya ne apne nitambon ko heelate huve kaha, taaki uska ling uske chhed se hat jaaye.
“thoda sa karne de na…”
“dekhte nahi saamne khatra hai.”
“dekh hum yaha chhupe huve hain. hamein kya khatra,” bholu ne dubara ling ko chhed par rakhte huve kaha.
kamya ne apna haath peechhe le jaakar uske ling ko pakad kar apne guda dwar se alag kiya…use dar tha ki kahi vo sach mein na ander ghus jaaye.
“abhi nahi,” kamya ne kaha.
Jab vo apna haath hata rahi thi uske ling se to soche bina na rah saki ki kitna mota tha uska ling…badi muskil se haath mein aa raha tha…kaise ho gaya is bholu ka itna mota…
“chal theek hai…yaha nahi karte hum…kamre mein jaakar karenge…”
“mere upar se hato.”
“pade rahne do na.”
Kamya ne kohni maari bholu ko aur vo ek taraf ludak gaya dheere se.
“kohni kyon maari…dard ho raha hai,” bholu ne kaha.
“shhh…chup raho,” kamya ne kaha.
Saaya ab rassi ke sahare jamin par utar chuka tha aur diwar se chipke huve bade gaur se har taraf dekh raha tha.
Ek minute saaya bina hule dule, murti ki tarah khada raha diwar se chipka huve…aur phir achanak vo vaapis rassi ke bal vaapis chadhne laga…uski chadhne ki speed utarne ki speed se kahi jyada thi. Use jaata dekh kamya ke dil ko tassali mili.
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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.