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Mein hun Mangal. Aaj mein aap ko hamaare khandan ki sab se khanagi baat batane ja raha hun. Mere hisab se meine kuchh bura kiya nahin hai, halan ki kayi log muze papi samazenge. Kahani padh kar aap hi faisala kijiyega ki jo hua vo sahi hua hai ya nahin.


Kahani kayi saal pahale ki un dino ki hai jab mein atharah saal ka tha aur mere bade bhaiya, Kashi Ram chauthi shadi karana soch rahe the. Hum sab Rajkot se pachhas kilometer dur ek chhote se gaon men jamidaar hain. Ek sao bighan ki kheti hai aur lamba chauda vyavahar hai hamara. Gaon me chaar ghar aur kai dukanen hai. Mere mata-pitaji jab mein das saal ka tha tab mar gae the. Mere bade bhaiya Kash Ram aur bhabhi Savita ne muze pal pos kar bada kiya. Bhaiya mere se terah saal bade hein. Un ki pahali shadi ke vakt mein aath saal ka tha. Shadi ke paanch saal baad bhi Savita ko santan nahin hui. Kitane doctor ko dikhaya lekin sab bekar gaya. Bhaiya ne dusari shadi ki, Champa bhabhi ke sath. Tab meri aayu terah saal ki thi.

Lekin Champa bhabhi ko bhi santan nahin hui. Savita aur Champa ki halat bigad gai, bhaiya un ke saath naukaraniyon jaisa vyavahaar kar ne lage. Muze lagata hai ki bhaiya ne do no bhabhiyon ko chodana chalu hi rakkha tha, santan ki aas men.

Dusari shadi ke teen saal baad bhaiya ne tisari shadi ki, Suman bhabhi ke saath. Us vakt mein solah saal ka ho gaya tha aur mere badan men fark padana shuru ho gaya tha. Sab se pahele mere vrushan bade ho gaye. Baad men kakh men aur lode par baal uge aur aavaj gahera ho gaya. Munh par muchh nikal aayi. Loda lamba aur mota ho gaya. Raat ko svapn-dosh ho ne laga. Mein muth maarana sikh gaya.

Savita aur Champa bhabhi ko pahali bar dekha tab mere man men chodane ka vichar tak aaya nahin tha, mein bachcha jo tha. Suman bhabhi ki bat kuchh or thi. Ek to vo muz se chaar saal hi badi thi. Dusare, vo kafi khubsurat thi, ya kaho ki muze khubsurat najar aati thi. Us ke aane ke baad mein har raat kalpana kiye jaata tha ki bhaiya use kaise chodate honge aur roj us ke naam muth maar leta tha. Bhaiya bhi raat din us ke pichhe pade rahate the. Savita bhabhi aur Champa bhabhi ki koi kimat rahi nahin thi. Mein manata hun hai ki bhaiya change ke vaste kabhi kabhi un do no ko bhi chodate the. Tajubi ki bat ye hai ki apane men kuchh kami ho sakati hai aisa maanane ko bhaiya taiyar nahin the. Lambe lund se chode aur dher sara viry patni ki chut men undel de itana kafi hai mard ke vaste baap banane ke liye aisa un ka dradh visvaas tha. Unho ne apane viry ki janch karavayi nahin thi.

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Umar ka fasala kam hone se Suman bhabhi ke saath meri achchhi banati thi, halan ki vo muze bachcha hi samajati thi. Meri maujudagi men kabhi kabhi us ka pallu khisak jata to vo sharamati nahin thi. Isi liye us ke gore gore stan dekhane ke kai mauke mile muze. Ek baar snaan ke baad vo kapade badal rahi thi aur mein ja pahuncha. Us ka aadha nanga badan dekh mein sharama gaya lekin vo bina hich kichat boli, “Daravaja khit khita ke aaya karo.”

Do saal yun gujar gaye. Mein atharah saal ka ho gaya tha aur gaon ki school ki 12 vi men padhata tha. Bhaiya chauthi shadi ke bare men sochane lage. Un dino men jo ghatanaen ghati is ka ye bayan hai.

Baat ye hui ki meri umr ki ek nokarani, Basanti, hamare ghar kam pe aaya karati thi. Vaise meine use bachpan se badi hote dekha tha. Basanti itani sundar to nahin thi lekin chaudah saal ki dusari ladakiyon ke bajay us ke stan kafi bade bade lubhavane the. Patale kapade ki choli ke aar paar us ki chhoti chhoti nipples saaf dikhai deti thi. Mein apane aap ko rok nahin saka. Ek din mauka dekh meine us ke stan tham liya. Us ne gusse se mera hath zatak dala aur boli, “Ayinda aisi harkat karoge to bade seth ko bata dungi” Bhaiya ke dar se meine fir kabhi Basanti ka nam na liya.

Ek saal pahele satrah sal ki Basanti ko byah diya gaya tha. Ek sal sasural men rah kar ab vo do mahino vaste yahan aayi thi. Shadi ke baad us ka badan bhar gaya tha aur muze us ko chodane ka dil ho gaya tha lekin kuchh kar nahin pata tha. Vo muz se katarati rahati thi aur mein dar ka mara use dur se hi dekh laar tapaka raha tha.

Achanak kya hua kya malum, lekin ek din mahol badal gaya. Do chaar baar Basanti mere samane dekh muskaraayi. Kam karate karate muze gaur se dekhane lagi. Muze achchha lagata tha aur dil bhi ho jata tha us ke bade bade stanon ko masal dalane ko. Lekin dar bhi lagata tha. Isi liye meine koi pratibhav nahin diya. Vo nakharen dikhati rahi.

Ek din dopahar ko mein apane study room men padh raha tha. Mera study room alag makan men tha, mein vahin soya karata tha. Us vakt Basanti chali aayi aur rotal surat bana kar kahane lagi, “Itane naaraaj kyun ho muz se, Mangal ?” Meine kaha “Naaraj ? Mein kahan naaraaj hun ? Mein kyun houn naaraaj?” Us ki aankhon men aansu aa gaye. Vo boli, “Muze malum hai. Us din meine tumara hath jo zatak diya tha na ? Lekin mein kya karati ? Ek or dar lagata tha aur dusare dabane se dard hota tha. Maaf kar do Mangal muze.”

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Itane men us ki odhani ka pallu khisk gaya, pata nahin ki apane aap khisaka ya us ne jan buz ke khisakaya. Natija ek hi hua, Low cut vali choli men se us ke gore gore stanon ka upari hissa dikhai diya. Mere lode ne bagavat ki naubat lagayi. “Unn…umm…us men, us men maaf karane jaisi koi baat nahin hai. M..meine naraj nahin hun. M…M…Maafi to muze maagani chahiye.” Meri hich kichahat dekh vo muskara gayi aur has ke muz se lipat gayi aur boli, “Sachhi ? Oh, Mangal, mein itani khush hun ab. Muze dar tha ki tum muz se ruth gaye ho. Lekin mein tume maaf nahin karungi jab tak tum vo…vo..vaise meri chuchiyon ko fir nahin chhuoge.” Sharm se vo nicha dekhne lagi. Meine use alag kiya to us ne meri kalai pakad kar mera hath apane stan par rakh diya aur dabaye rakkha.

“Chhod, chhod pagali, koi dekh lega to musibat khadi ho jayegi.” “To hone do. Mangal, pasand aayi meri chhuchi ? Us din to ye kachchi thi, chhu ne par bhi dard hota tha. Aaj masal bhi daalo, maja aata hai.” Meine hath chhuda liya aur kaha, “Chali ja, Koi aa jayega.” Vo boli, “Jati hun lekin rat ko aaungi. Aaun na ?” Us ka rat ko aane ka khayal maatr se mera loda tan gaya. Meine puchha, “Jarur aaogi?” Aur himmat juta kar stan ko chhua. Virodh kiye bina vo boli, “Jarur aaungi. Tum upar vale kamare men sona. Aur ek baat batao, tumane kis ladaki ko choda hai ?” Us ne mera hath pakad liya magar hataya nahin. “Nahin to.” Kah ke meine stan dabaya. Oh, kya chij tha vo stan. Us ne puchha, “Muze chodana hai ?” Sun te hi mein chonk pada. “Unn..h..han, lekin…” “Lekin bekin kuchh nahin. Rat ko baat karenge.” Dhire se us ne mera hath hataya aur muskurati chali gayi. Muze kya pata ki is ke pichhe Suman bhabhi ka hath tha ?

Rat ka intejar karate hue mera lund khada ka khada hi raha, do baar muth marane ke baad bhi. Kariban das baje vo aayi. “Saari rat hamari hai, mein yahan hi sone vali hun.” Us ne kaha aur muz se lipat gayi. Us ke kathor stan mere sine se dab gaye. Vo resham ki choli, ghaghari aur odhani pahene aayi thi. Us ke badan se maadak suvaas aa rahi thi. Meine aise hi us ko mere bahu pash men jakad liya “Haay daiya, itana jor se nahin, meri haddiyan tut jaayegi.” Vo boli. Mere hath us ki pith sahalane lage to us ne mere baalon men ungaliyan firani shuru kar di. Mera sar pakad kar nicha kiya aur mere munh se apana munh tika diya.