Driver Aslam ki Rand Dr.Kamya

“Bichare ne bachpan mai hi apne maa baap ko kho diya tha.. Uske chacha chachi ne paal poss ke bada kiya usse… Bade bure log the wo.. Ghar ka saara kaam ussi se karvate the… Thik se khana b nahi khilate the.. Bahot marte the.. Dhutkar fatkar mai hi uska bachpan bit gaya”

“Oh.. ye to bahot bura huva”
Kamya vaise bhi Aslam k liye ek soft corner bana chuki thi… Ab uski dard bhari dastan sun k use uss par aur b daya aa rahi thi ( Bichara.. Mera bas chale to usski bachpan ki sari yaade mita du uski)

“Ha.. phir javani mai usse pyaar ho gaya… Bahot sundar ladki thi.. shama ek dam fataka..”
Usman atak gaya
“Sorry madam… thodi juban phisal gai”
“Koi baat nahi.. age batao”

“Wo phir Shama se uska pyaar to huva par uska pyaar kabhi parvan na chad saka.. Shama ke maa baap ko unki shadi manjoor nahi thi.. Shama apne ammi abbu k khilaf jana nahi chahti thi iss liye ussne Aslam ko chod diya…mere dost ka dil tut gaya… Pyaar to jaise uski lakeero mai hi nahi likha tha”

“Are do do to shadiya hui hai uski.. aise kaise pyaar nahi mila usse”
Kamya ek dam se bol padi
Usman iski tyari kar ke aya tha.
“Wo bhi batata hu madam.. pehle aap puri baat bhi sun lijiye please”
“Thik hai batao”

“Shama k jane ka baad Aslam ki jindgi viraan ho gai thi.. Uska Jindgi se bharosa aur pyaar dono chala gaya tha..1-2 saal tak gumsum rehne k baad uski jindgi mai Rita ayi… Wo Aslam k purane malik ki beti thi.. Kaam karte karte kab wo uske pyaar mai pad gaya aur kab Rita bhi usse pyar karne lagi pata hi nahi chala… Unka pyaar apni unchaiyo ko chu raha tha… Par”

“Par.. Par kya?”
Kamya ka interest ab story mai badh raha tha ( ye ek story hi thi.. Darasal Aslam ki jindgi mai aisa kuch nahi huva tha..ye bas sympathy factor gain karne ka ek tarika tha uska)
“Phir Rita ke pita ji ko iss pyaar k bare mai pata chal gaya.. Unhone Aslam ko police mai pakadva kar khub pitvaya…Rita b ghabhrakar Aslam se alag ho gai.. Usne bhi Aslam ka saath chod diya aur apne Pita k kahe mutabik shadi kar li”
“Ohh”
“Ha madam tabhi se Aslam ka pyaar, riste in sabhi labjo se bharosa uthgaya hai…”
“hmmmmm”
“Sach batau to usse Aurato se nafarat ho gai thi.. Wo yahi gussa apne ander daba k rakh raha hai itne saalo se.. Muje lagta hai uski bimari ki vajah bhi yahi hai..”
“Sahi keh rahe ho… Issi liye wo parayo se ghul nahi pata aur unko galiya nahi de pata… jaise k apno ko deta hai.. kyun k ab vo naye logo k sath milne se ghabrata hai ya phir katrata hai..”

Kamya ne apni Knowledge show ki.. Jise sunke Usman ko ander hi ander hasi aa rahi thi

“Sahi kaha madam apne..!”
“Par phir uski do do biviya bhi hai.. uska kya? kya wo usse pyaar nahi karti?? kya naam bataya tha usne.. ha Salma.. aur dusri kya naam tha??”
“Razia bhabhi.. Par wo pehli biwi hai.. Salma bhabhi dusri hai”
“Razia! Accha.. Pehli dusri chodo.. Jo pucha hai wo batao”

“Wo maam mai kaise bata sakta hu.. Aslam ke ghar ki baat batane mai mujhe accha nahi lag raha.. Ussi gharelu baat mai aise sab ko nahi bata sakta” Usman ne natak thoda realistic banaya
“Dekho jo bhi hai bata do… Agar tum mujhe bataoge nahi to Aslam ka illaj thik se kaise hoga?”
“Ye to sahi hai… PAr madam aap ye Aslam ko mat batana k maine aapko ye bataya hai”
“Nahi bataungi… Promise.. Ab batao”

“Wo madam Razia bhabhi se shadi Aslam ne apne parivar walo k dabav mai ki thi.. Wo kabhi bhi unhe chah nahi paya.. Shama aur Rita ki vajah se wo aurato se pyaar karna bhul chuka tha..Ghar mai hamesha jhagde hote the.. Aslam kabhi sidhe muh Razia Bhabhi se baat nahi karta tha.. Aur Razia bhabhi bhi bahot jhagdalu kism ki aurat thi… Moka milte hi ghar ko sar pe utha leti thi..Aslam ka aurato pai gussa aur badh gaya.. Aur wo frustration nikalne ke liye wo hum dosto ko galiya deta tha.. Kabhi jyada gusse mai hota tha to ghar pe bhi galiya nikal jati thi uske muh se.. par wo mafi b mang leta tha… Par galiya to galiya hoti hai.. Uski biwi hamesha usse jhagda karti rehti thi.. aur isse Aslam aur bhi gussel aur jhagdalu ho gaya… Aur..”
“Aur kya?”
“Aur wo kothe par bhi jane laga”
“Kothe??”

“Ha kotha nahi malum apko.. Randikhana”
Kamya ekdam se sharma jati hai.. wo usman se ankh nahi mila pati aur table par dekhne lagti hai.. Kamya ko ajeeb si gudgudi mehsoos hoti hai ye shabd sun kar.
Usman Kamya ki is bebasi pe bahot khus ho raha tha.. (Sali radikhana sun k tera yeh haal hai.. TO jab tu hamari Randi banegi tab kya hoga tera???) aur yeh sochte hi aur Kamya ka khubsoorat chehra dekte hi Usman ka loda ek dam se akarne lagta hai

“Sorry madam.”
Kamya ko laga sharma ne ka matlab nahi hai.. Aslam ka illaj karna hai to yeh sab to sunna padega.. Wo thoda kadak mijaj batake bolti hai
“Koi baat nahi.. par thoda salikhe se… Tum ek aurat se wo bhi apne boss ki biwi se baat kar rahe ho.. Age se dhyan rakhna”
“Thik hai madam.. Par kothe ko aur mai kis shabd se samjata??”
Usman k dimag mai kuch aur bhi chal raha tha
(Sali teri ye akad tab dikhana jab mera loda teri gaand mai hoga… Jab mai teri Pati ki behan ki choot chood chood ke apna mani chodu tab bolna..Bolna tab ki Thoda salikhe se ye tumhre boss ki RAndi behan ki gori aur tight choot hai..Iss ke baad tumhe meri behan ki chikni tight aur gori choot apne musal lode se chodni hai…. )
Itna sochte hi Usman ka loda apne charam pe tight ho chuka tha.. itna ke uske pent mai ab vo dard kar raha tha

“To ab age batao…Phir”
“Phir.. madam uske rishtedaro ko laga k Aslam apni iss biwi k sath jyada khush nahi reh payga.. aur iss buri adato mai pad ke apni jindgi barbad kare isse accha uski dusri shadi karva de, aur unhone uski shadi Salma se karva di.. Salma bhabhi bahot khubsoorat thi.. Aslam to unki khubsoorti pe mar mita tha… Usne sari buri adate chod di..”
“Matlab Aslam ko apna pyaar mil gaya?”
“Nahi… Salma bhabhi k ane k baad Razia bhabhi Aslam se jyada hi pyaar jatane lagi…Taki unka rutba ghar mai bana rahe…Wo Usse jismani taur par khus karne lagi… Aur Aslam bhi ab kam gussa karne laga tha… Waise bhi jo insaan barso se pyaar ka bhukha ho uske liye to pyaar ki boond bhi sagar ki tarah hoti hai..Shayad yahi ek chij thi jo usse shant rakhti thi”
“Kya?”
“Jismani talukat.. Sex madam” Usman ne himmat kar ke bol hi diya
“how dare u?”
Kamya ekdam se gussa ho jati hai
“Sorry madam… Aap nahi chahti to koi baat nahi.. Par apko baat batate huye mere muh se esi bate to niklegi hi.. Please usse ignore kare aur mujhe maaf kare.”
Kamya ko laga k Usman thik keh raha hai.. (Mere kehne par hi to wo puri kahani baya kar raha hai.. to usse rokna nahi chahiye.. Waise bhi kahani majedaar hai) Ye soch kar Kamya k chehre par ek choti si muskaan aa jati hai..
“Chalo thik hai.. Age batao”

“Ha.. to mai bata raha tha ki Sex ki vajah se Aslam shant rehta tha.. Par Salma bhabhi se usse kabhi pyaar nahi mila” Usman badi safai se vulgar words ko use kar raha tha aur kamya uske liye ab adapt ho rahi thi.. wo Aslam ki tarah direct risk nahi lena chah raha tha.
“Kyun?”
“Wo sach batau to Salma bhabhi kisi Manish name ke ladke se pyaar karti thi… Aur unki shadi bhi parivar k dabav k karan hui thi… Aslam k pyaar par se jaise bharosa hi uth gaya.. Khud k biwi jisse wo pyar karta tha agar wo bhi usse pyaar na kare to usski kya halat hogi… wo bhi tab jab wo pyaar na milne ke karan ander hi ander ghut raha ho??
Razia bhabhi ka kuch pane ki soch wala pyaar.. Aur Salma bhabhi ka pyaar na karna Aslam ko ander hi ander kutar raha hai.. Wo to atmahatya bhi kar leta par issi bich unko ek aur beti ho gai.. so uski himmat tut gai.. aur bus apne parivar ko palne k liye jee raha hai…”

“Ohh ye to bahot bura huva bichare ke saath” Kamya such mai bahot emotional ho jati hai Aslam ke liye
“Waise kitni badi hai Aslam ke betiyan?”
“Badi Zoya ki umra takriban 24-25 hogi aur choti Shazia ki umra koi 15-16 hogi… ”
“Itni badi betiyan??”
Kamya to ab andaza huva Aslam ki Umra uske mukable kitni hai…Aslam ki uski umra ki ek beti bhi hai…( Kam se kam meri baap ki umra ka hoga wo.. Aur kaisi cheep aur ghatiya bate kar raha tha mere saath… Shayad wo apni iss bimari mai control nahi kar pata hoga..!!) Kamya ko Aslam ki bimari kuch jyada hi serious dikh rahi thi.. Bilkuj jaise Aslam ne chaha tha.

Aslam yahi chahta tha ki Kamya emotionaly har point se bandh jay.. Taki jab wo usse seduce kare to Ameeri-garibi, unch-nich, sharmo haya wali koi bhi baat uske ade na aye…Issi liye wo Kamya ko esi kahaniya sunva raha tha… Taki wo itni emotinal ho jay ki Aslam ki kisi bhi baat ka bura na mane..

“Socho madam kitne saalo se wo ye dard ye ghutan apne ander ghol ke betha hai..!! Ab aap hi socho wo kaise normal reh sakta hai.. koi bhi pagal ho jayga..
Wo pyaar ka ijjat ka bhukha hai.. Par ki jagah usse har jagah sirf dhutkar hi milti hai..
uski iss bimari ke karan usse ab kisi bhi jagah pyaar to kya.. log usse baat karna bhi pasand nahi karte.. Uske parivar aur kuch dosto k alawa uska kisi se meljhol nahi hai..
Issi bimari ki wajah se uski badi beti k shadi tak nahi ho rahi…. Naukri mai bhi kisi se jyada baat nahi karta.. varna pata nahi kaab uski naukri ka akhri din ho..”
Usman apni ankh se ansu pochne ki acting karta hai.. jaise wo bahot emotional ho gaya ho..
Kamya to sach much bahot emotional ho jati hai… ( Sach much Aslam ki bimaari ka illaj jarori hai.. Social life ke bina wo shayad aur jyada pagal ho jayga.. aur iss bimari k chalte uski Social life hona impossible hai… Mai kisi bhi keemat par usse thik karungi.. Chahe uske liye mujhe kuch bhi jhelna pade)
“Please madam mere dost ko thik kar dijiye… Mai apka ehsaan kabhi nahi bhulunga”

– “Zaroor.. tum fikar mat karo..mujh se jo ban padega mai jaroor karungi..”
– “Shukriya madam”
– “Is ki koi jarorat nahi”

Thodi der khamosh rehne k baad Usman ek dam se bola
– “Wo madam…” aur ruk gaya
– “Hmm Kya???”
– “Wo madam kuch aur bhi batana tha”

Kamya bhi sochti hai (Aur kya ho sakta hai?)
– “Ha ha batao.. jara bhi sharmao mat”
– “Wo madam.. Aslam ki ek aur baat hai jo mai apse share karna chahata hu.. par darta hu shayad ye baat jan ke aap uska illaj hi na kare “
– “Daro mat batao… Aslam k bare me main itna jan chuki hu k ab kisi b badi baat ke liye taiyar hu… Tum fikar mat karo. mai kuch bhi kar ke tumhare dost ka illaj pura karoongi..”
– “Nahi madam.. Mujhe sach mai lagta hai app iss baat ko janne k baad uska illaj nahi karoge”
Usman ne suspense badhaya. Lekin Kamya ki curiosity uske behaviour mai gusse k rup mai bahar aa rahi thi
– “Ab bataoge bhi?? Agar tumne baat na batai to bhi mai illaj kaise kar paungi…?? Uske thik se illaj ke liye mujhe uski poori detail to pata hona chahiye.. ab bata bhi do..”
– “Thik hai madam… agar aap kehti hai to main batata hu.. Wo darasal mai Aslam pehle 2 ya 3 baar suicide attempt bhi kar chuka hai..”
– “What?? Kyun?”

Kamya ekdam se shock ho gai…
– “Wo madam shayad Aslam ne apko nahi bataya hoga.. main batata hu…
Aslam ki bimari k vajah se jab usse koi kisi baat pe toke to wo gussa ho jata hai… aur agar gussa hone k baad usse uss baat k alawa kisi b baat pe topic lejane ki koshish kare to wo aur bhi gussa ho jata hai… KAi bar to violent bhi ho jata hai..”

– ” Ye to wo bata chuka hai”
– ” Ha par aap ye shayad nahi janti hogi k jab Aslam bahot gussa hota hai tab uska dimag kaam nahi karta.. nahi wo kisi ki sunta hai…. Esse waqt par agar usse control na kiya jay to wo kuch bhi kar sakta hai… apni jaan deneki bhi koshish kar sakta hai… Usse ese gusse se sirf ek hi cheej bahar nikal sakta hai…”

Aur Usman ruk jata hai
– “Kya??”
– “Wo madam aap bura to nahi manegi na.. ?? baat kuch gandi hai”

Kamya thodi irritate to hui..Par usse phir bhi baat ko puri sunna tha
– “Jo bhi hai khul k batao.. Dekho docter se kuch bhi nahi chupana chahiye”
– “Thik hai madam.. phir aap gussa mat hona”
– ” Nahi houngi… ab batao”

– “ek Aurat.. Bus ye ek hi cheej usse shant kar sakti hai”
– “What ??? ye kaise ho sakta hai?? ye bakvas hai”

– “Koi bakvass nahi hai madamji… Ye gandi cheeje hi to uski bimari ko logo k aur uske khud k liye taklif dayi bana rahi hai… Tabhi hum kisi se uski bimari ka jikra bhi nahi kar sakte.. Ab aap uski bimari mai help kar rahi hai… Usse thik karne ke liye taiyaar hai.. to aap ko batana b jaroori hai..”
– “Ha wo to sahi hai… PAr ye kaise ho sakta hai..??”
– “Dekhiye madam .. Ye baat mujhe Salma bhabhi ne hi batai ye… Mai apko mera aur Aslam ka ek kissa sunata hu.. shayad ap ko yakeen aa jay”
– “Konsa..kissa? “

– ” Wo madam ek baar mai Aslam k sath betha huva tha, uske ghar pe.. Pata nahi kya baat thi par Aslam bahot gussa ho gaya…. Mere saath wo tab pehli baar gussa huva tha…Wo mujhe anab shanab galiya de rah tha.. aur maine bhi Gusse mai usse bol diya k ja mar ja kahi pe… Aur ussne gusse mai ghar ka chaku utha liye aur apne hath ki nas katne ki koshish karne laga… Maine use pakad liya aur rokne ki koshish ki par usko rokna mere bas mai nahi tha.. ek to wo mujh se jyada takatwar hai … aur upar se gusse mai bhi tha.. kuch nahi sun raha tha wo…Tabhi salma bhabhi waha aa gayi.. Unhone Aslam ko rokne ki bahot koshish ki.. Lekin jab koi baat nahi bani tab unhone Aslam ko rokte huye uske kaan mai kuch kaha aur uske waha niche apne hath se hilaya…”
– ” Waha matlab?”
Kamya ko samajh mai nahi aya
– “Matlab uske lund pe apna haath rakha.. unki aankho main aur shakal pe meri maujudgi ki wajah se jo sharm thi wo mai dekh sakta tha… Par shayad ye unhone akhri rasta dekh ke kiya tha.. APne shohar ko marte huye dekhne se accha thodi ijjat ruswa ho wo jyada accha laga unhe.. Phir wo Aslam ko apne saath Rasoi mai le gai.. aur darwaja bandh kar diya…Mujhe saaf saaf pata chal raha tha ki ander dono chudai kar rahe hai…”
Usman ne badi himmat kar ke ek hi saans mai ye baat bol di… Usske muh par ek kamini hasi aa jati hai….. Iss baat mai bahot hi gande shabdo ka usne use kiya tha.. Par wo ab dhire dhire sharma chodna chah raha tha…( Age jaa ke isse chodna hai to thodi sharm abhi se chodni hogi… warna iss k samne apne kapde bhi nikal nahi paunga…)

Udhar Kamya bhi samajh nahi sakti thi ki wo kya reaction de…Uska dil joro se dhadak raha tha..Wo thodi shock mai thi… Iss wajah se wo Usman k chehre ka reaction nahi dekh payi… nahi to shayad saari kahni yahi khatam ho jati..

Saree mai dhake huye uske boobs sans lene ki wajah se upar niche ho rahe the… Usman ki najar bhi abhi Kamya k boobs par hi thi.. Uske gol gol boobs ko blouse mai dekh kar bhi Usman k lode mai gudgudi ho rahi thi.. Pata nahi jab kabhi wo nangi Kamya ko dekhega tab kya hoga…
Kamya kuch der tak lambi lambi sanse leti huyi table k upar hi dekhti rehti hai..

– “Madam… Madam !!?? “
Usman Kamya ko jaise neend se jagane ki koshish karta hai.. Usse laga shayad ye kuch jyada hi ho gaya.. Par phir usne socha jab tak Kamya ki aur se koi reaction nahi aata koi reaction nahi dena chahiye…

– “hmmm … ha ha… to kya keh rahe the tum.?? “
Kamya jaise apne khayalo ki duniya se bahar nikli.
– “Sorry madam… Par wo… madam maine aapko bataya na ki kaise maine jana ki Aslam…”
– “Bas bas..”

Kamya usse bich mai hi rok deti hai..
Phir sochti hai… ( Main kyun sharma rahi hu.. Ek docter hone k nate mujhe situations ko study karna chahiye aur phir apni reaction deni chahiye)
Ye sochte hi Kamya kuch der soch mai pad jati hai..Uski sharm thodi hi der mai hawa ho jati hai… ek himmat si bhar jati hai essi baat ko age badhane ki… Wo phir kuch soch ke Usman se kehti hai…
– “Ho sakta hai wo jo tum soch rahe ho wo sirf ek baar hi huwa ho!?”
Kamya shabdo ko use nahi kar pati

Par jab tak Kamya iss udhedbun mai thi Iss doran Usman sochta hai..(Yaar ye saali gussa to nahi ho gai na… ?? Maine mana kiya tha Aslam se ye nahi batana hai.. Par sala nahi mana.. Sale ne marva diya laga hai… Meri to naukri gai)
Iss liye jab Kamya ne usse jab puccha to wo hadbada jata hai…

– “Wo.. kya..? na.. ha…na.. Nahi madam phir badi mushkil se bhabhi ne mujhe bataya tha… k Aslam ko har baar esa hone par issi tarah se khus karna padta hai.. varna na jane vo kya kar bethe..”

Par akhir Usman khud ko sambhal hi leta hai…

Kamya sochti hai ( YE kaise ho sakta hai… ? Shayad erotic feeling Aslam pe kuch jyada hi savar rehti hogi… Shayad tabhi wo galiya bolte rehta hai.. shayad galiya aur ghatiya bato se uski eroticness badhti hogi… aur shayad gusse mai bhi koi erotic kare to wo apne apko control nahi pata hoga aur eroticness mai beh jata hoga… Waise bhi ye to scientifically proven hai sexual feeling duniya ki sabse strongest feeling mai se ek hai.. Usko overcome karna kacche logo ka kaam nahi hai…)

Kamya ki soch kuch iss tarah se ek sanche mai dhal rahi thi jaise Usman usse keh raha tha.. aur jaise Aslam chah raha tha…wo chahata tha k dono k seduction k shuruat Kamya hi kare taki uske wapis jane ka koi rasta hi na rahe.. aur uske liye Usman ki kahani Kamya k dimag mai bethani jaroori tha..

Waise Kamya ne ye nahi socha k Salma ne kaise ye baate Usman se share ki hogi… Kya koi aurat paraye mard se ye baate share kar sakti hai??? Shayad agar wo itna soch sakti to wo itni asani se Aslam k jal main na phasti…Jo ab wo lagbhag phas chuki thi…

– “Hmmm accha kiya tumne mujhe ye baat bata di…”
– “Koi nai madam… ye to mujhe batana hi tha… To main chalu madam??”

Usman ko bhi ab der ho rahi thi… usse kuch kaam bhi tha… Uska man to nahi tha iss khubsoorat aurat k samne se jane ka par kuch chijo ko aap tal nahi sakte… Aur shayad Usman k liye waha se jana ATAL tha…

– “Ha thik hai… Ek minute suno jara”
Kamya Usman ko rokti hai.. Usman jaise ghabra jata hai.. jaise uski koi chori pakdi gai ho…Waise bhi galat kam karne wale ko kabhi kabhar apni galti pakde jane ka dar to rehta hi hai…
Ha agar wo Aslam jaisa kameena ho to uske confidence se galti bhi do baar soche ki kahi wo sahi to nahi..?!

– “Jee..?? Jee madam??”
– “Wo main chahti thi tum ye baat apne sahab ko na batao..jab wo wapas aa jaye… main nahi chahti tumhare saab ko pata chale mai aisi bimari wale kisi insan ko treet kar rahi hooo.. Shayad wo mujhe usse treet karne hi na de.. I hope tum samajh sakte ho”

– “Bilkul maam.. Saab ko ye baat maloom nahi padegi… To mai chalta hu”
– “Thik hai”

Usman ek baar Jee bhar ke Kamya ko dekhta hai..Kamya kisi papar ko padhne mai buzy ho chuki thi..Shayad Usman se ankhe chura rahi thi…!!
Usman ek baar Kamya ko dekh k palat ta hai aur darwaje ki taraf ghum jata hai.. Darvaja kholne se pehle wo apne tight lund ko apne pent mai adjust karta hai aur ek bar jor se daba deta hai… jis se ek tej jhurjhuri uske badan se pass ho jati hai…Jor ki toilet lagne ka ehsaas hota hai…
Wo darwaja khol ke phir ek baar Kamya ko dekhta hai aur nikal jata hai…

Bahar nikalke hi wo sab se pehle Aslam ko phone karke sara haal suna deta hai… Saara hal jisme Kamya ke reaction aur javab bhi shamil the…Puri baat detail mai sun kar Aslam phone kat deta hai… aur Usman apne gao k liye nikal jata hai… Uska man to nahi tha par jana jaroori bhi tha…
Phone rakhne k baad Aslam k chehre par ek KAMINI hasi aa jati hai… KAMINI hasi KAMYA k liye… Usse pura yaakeen ho jata hai

“Chidiya ne dana puri tarah chug liya hai..Bus ab shikar ki taiyari karni hai”

Dophar k 11:30 baj gaye…
Iss bich Usman KAmya k clinic mai aa k chala gaya aur uske dimag ko ek alag kahani pila gaya…Car mechanic bhi Car ki chabi le ke chala gaya..
Iss doran Kamya ka dimag puri tarah se Aslam k bare mai hi sochta rehta hai.. Kaise wo uska illaj karegi.. Kaise wo usse help karegi.. wo khud ko bahot proud feel karva rahi thi ye soch ke ki woh ek bahot hi accha kaam kar rahi hai..
Pata nahi.. ye PROUD kab tak rahega

Kamya 12:30 baje ghar k liye nikalti hai.. 30-45 min main wo apne ghar par pohoch jati hai..Gadi se utar kar khud hi Main Gate ka darwaja kholti hai phir gadi ander rakh kar vapis jake darwaja bandh karti hai.

Ghar mai ate ate 1:15 ho chuke the.. Aslam k ane mai abhi bhi 30 min baki the.. Kamya ne socha thoda fresh ho liya jay.. Iss liye Kamya ne apne bedroom mai jake apni sadi nikaldi aur usse bed par rakh di… aur blouse aur peticot mai hi wo bathroom mai chali gai…

Hath muh dhokar wo bahar ati hai.. Ghar par wo normally jo kapde pehanti thi, matlab shorts aur tshirt, wo nikalte nikalte ruk gai..
(Ye kya.. Aise kapde pehan k mai Aslam k samne kaise ja sakti hu.. Aise kapde pehana, wo bhi ek gair mard ke samne thik nahi hai…Kuch accha aur sober pehanna chahiye)
Ye soch kar Kamya ne formal si salwar kameez nikali… jo wo normally pehna karti thi…

Kamya shayad ye nahi janti thi ki jis paraye mard ke samne wo Shorts pehne ya Salwar kameez ya Saree.. koi farak nahi padta tha.. Kyun ki ab usse uss paraye mard ke samne nanga hi rehna tha… Usse kya, age ja kar uski choti behan aur nanad ko bhi uske samne Nanga hi rehna tha…

Taiyar hone k baad Kamya ne khud ko Aaine mai dekha..wo bahot is sundar aur pyari lag rahi thi..Dress ki design thodi mordern thi.. Pink color ka Kurta ek dam body hugging tha.. Kamya k ang ka ek ek katav najar aa raha tha…Uski halki si clevage bhi najar aa rahi thi… Niche nile rang ka churidar pajama pehna tha..jisme Elastik tha…Kamya ne neele rang dupatta bhi dala..mai wo waise bhi dupatta nahi dalti thi par Aslam ki vajah se usne Dupatta dalna hi sahi samjha…

Kamya khana to office se khana kha kar hi ayi thi.. Wo taiyar hoke apne drawing room k sofe pe aake beth jati hai.. Phir wo sochti hai..
(Ab Aslam ayega to mai usse baat kya karungi??? Shuru kaise karungi???)

Kamya thodi nervous ho rahi thi… Phir khud ko hi himmat dete huye sochti hai
(Kuch jyada sochne ki jarorat nahi hai… Ek bar baat shuru hui to bus mujhe baat mai se baat banani hai… Bus mujhe ye dhyan dena hai k Aslam ko kya pasand hai aur kya nahi.. Uske mental state k sath uska BP b badhta hai k nahi.. Uski bodi kuch adverse effect dikhati hai k nahi…Mujhe bas uske gusse ko control mai rakhna hai.. nahi to shayad Usman k kahe mutabik wo khud ko nuksan pohchye ga to..??? Nahi nahi.. I need to cure him anyhow.. at any cost…Usse dimagi taur par thi karke usski jan bhi bachni hai mujhe..)
Kamya ab apna docteri dimag laga rahi thi…
(Par agar mere har try k bavajood bhi agar Aslam ko phi gussa aya to..?)
Ye sochte uske dimag mai ate hi wo kuch soch nahi pati hai… Wo nahi soch pati hai k wo kaise ASlam ko shant karegi jab wo gussa hoga..Phir ek dam se uske dimag mai USMAN ki baat ati hai
(Kya usko shant karne k liye uski biwi ki tarah mujhe bhi…?!?! Nahi nahi… mai ye nahi kar sakti)

Kamya khud ki soch ko jhatak deti hai.. Wo khud ko aisa sochne par thoda guilty par bahot excited feel karti hai… Ek second k liye wo soch bethti hai k wo Aslam ko kaise manayegi… Aur wo kuch excitement.. aur choot mai gudgudi ka ehsaas karti hai.. Phir wo iss khayal ko dimag se nikalti hai..

(Wo jab hoga tab dekhenge… Par Aslam ka ilaaj mai kaha karungi ?? yaha drawing room mai thoda thik nahi lagta… Ha… Use Sameer ki clinic mai hi dekhungi.. Haaa… Yahi thik lagta hai…)

Kamya uth k Sameer k HOME CLinic ka darwaza kholti hai…
Kamya ke ghar k entry k baad ek Kamra right side mai tha.. Isse unhone SAmeer k HOME clinic k tarah develop kar diya tha… Sameer ek surgeon tha aur kai bar uske patients ghar par bhi aya karte the.. To unko examin karne k liye unhone ek chota sa clinic ghar me hi bana rakha tha…

Home clinic mai guste hi Kamya ko ek garam hawa ki laher lagti hai.. Actually Home clinic kai dino se bandh tha… Aaj bahot dino baad khula tha… Sameer k jane k baad koi patient ghar pe ata nahi tha aur Clinic ka use Kamya ko kabhi karna nahi parta tha..

Clinic mai enter hote hi samne Desk tha.. Desk k upar kuch file.. kuch regular stationay ka saman aur ek photo frame rakhi thi jisme uski aur Sameer ki ek bahot hi sunder tasweer thi.. Bridal photoshoot k time ki.. Sameer ko ye tasweer bahot hi jyada pasand thi.. aur issi liye usne ye apne desk par rakhi thi…Bridal dress mai Kamya aur Sameer dono bahot hi sundar lag rahe thi…
Desk piche ek badi si black color ki revolving chair thi..Sameer k bethne k liye.. aur
samne do chair rakhi thi jo choti thi..Desk k right side mai ek examination table tha jiske age ek green color ka parda laga rakha tha… Ekdam piche ek almari thi jisme kuch books aur medicines aur kuch related chije padi thi… Enter hone wale darwaje k right mai hi ek Sofa tha, patients k rishtedaro k bethne k liye… Sofe aur Desk k bich kareeban 1-1.5 meter ki duri thi.. Desk k right mai ek khidki thi.. Jo ki hawa ane jane ka ek matra rasta tha darwaje ke alawa.. Waise Clinic mai ek fan aur ek chota sa AC bhi laga tha.. to khidki kabhi kholne k jarorat hi nahi padti thi..

Bahot dino se bandh hone k bavjood Clinic ek dam saaf tha.. Thodi si dhool thi par wo bhi bahot dyan se dekhe par hi notice ho aisi.. Jaise safai k baad bhi kisi k ghar mai hoti hai..

Phir bhi Kamya ne socha k Aslam k ane tak thodi dusting kar di jay… Bekar hi bura first impression padega..Apni Jagah par Kamya ekdam sahi thi.. Par Aslam jaise gande insan ko iss thodi si dhul se kuch farak nahi padna tha… Par Kamya ye apni tasalli ke liye kar rahi thi…

Kamya room mai enter hoti hai aur use thodi garmi hone lagti hai.. Kamya room ki light on karti hai…AC ka remote kamya ko dikha nahi to usne AC on nahi kiya… aur dusting k waqt fan kon chalu karta..?
KAmya ne aise hi ek Kapda uthaya aur Clinic ki saaf safai karne lagi… Par Kamre mai usee garmi bahot ho rahi thi.. Usne apna duppta utar ke side pe rakh diya…Garmi aur kaam karne ki vajah se Kamya ko pasina hone lagta hai.. aur uske gore badan par uska pasina ek alag hi erotic look de raha tha… Uske pasine ki dhar uske gale se hoke uske boobs ke bich mai ja rahi thi.. Ek pasine ki lakir uske kaano ke piche se uski gardan par aa rahi thi…
Kaam khatam hi hone wala tha ki usse Doorbell sunai di…

Kamya samajh gai ye Aslam hi hoga.. Wo kaam karte karte ruk jati hai…Uska dil thoda joro se dhadak ne lagta hai.. Kuch excitement feeling hone lagti hai.. Tabhi ghanti phir se bajti hai aur ek awaaj ati hai..
– “Abe koi hai kya ghar pe.. ?Benchod darwaza khol”

YE awaaz sunte hi Kamya kuch soch na pai.. Bas wo nahi chahti thi Aslam ghar ke bahar koi scene create kare… Usne turant Aslam ko ghar mai bula lena hi sahi samjha…Iss hadbadi mai wo dupatta dalna bhi bhul gai.. waise bhi wo uski adat mai nahi tha…aur nahi wo apna pasina poch pai..

Darwaza khote hi Aslam ki najar Kamya par padi.. aur wo usse dekhta hi reh gaya..
(Benchod.. Kya mast lag rahi hai… Aur isska pasina… Hay..)

Aslam ki najar Kamya ke halke se dikh rahe clevage ke bich behrahe pasine ki dhar par jata hai.. aur wahi ruk jata hai..

Aslam k lode mai harkat hone lagti hai…
Aslam ne shirt, under ek jalidar baniyan aur niche ek checks wali blue lungi pehan rakhi thi.. ye uska regular costume tha..

Waise to Kamya ke ghar k aas pas jyada log na to rehte the na hi koi jyada avajahi rehti thi.. phir bhi Kamya ek gair mard ko apne darwaze par khada koi dekh le ye nahi chahti thi…wo bhi tab jab wo insan Aslam jaisa ganda aur low class ho tab to bilkul nahi.. Usne Aslam ko turant ander bulane ki sochi.. Wo Aslam ki najar ko apne boobo par pa kar thoda sharmati hai.. PAr wo ASlam ko pehli hi baar mai sharminda nahi karna chahti.. Usse ye khud ki hi galti lagti hai kyun ki usne hi dupatta nahi dala tha..
Waise bhi mardo ki najar uski body par uske liye koi nayi baat nahi thi.. par uski najar k samne hi koi uspar esi najar dale ye usske liye nayi baat jaror thi.. wo thoda sharminda aur excited feel karti hai…par wo apni feeling Aslam par bilkul jahir na ho isska pura khayal rakhti hai… aur phirdono k bich ki khamoshi ko todte huye wo ASlam ko ander bulati hai…

– “Are Aslam tum aa gaye?? Accha hai.. ander aa jao”

Aslam bhi jaise kho chuka tha Kamya ke sunder boobs mai….Wo bhi jaise nind se jagta hai..
– “Hain..Haa Haa… Kyun nai.. tu bulaye aur main na aau ye kaise ho sakta hai meri RANDI”
Ander ate ate ASlam apni gandi baato ka silsila shuru kar deta hai.. Ander ghuste hi.. wo Gahr ko dekhne lagta hai…

ASlam ke ander ane k baad Kamya Darwaja bandh karti hai.. aur bolti hai
– “Ye kya Aslam…? Please aise mat bulao mujhe..”

Aslam mud ke uski tarf dekhta hai.. Aur thoda gusse wale tone mai bolta hai..
– “Sali bhen ki lodi.. kal baat to hui thi apni k mai tujhe Randi bulaunga.. Akele me tu bhi mujhe nahi rokegi.. aisa tune bataya bhi tha..Ab kya huva?? Sali meri ek gali tere se bardast nahi hoti aur tu mera illaj kya karegi.. Ghanta??”

Kamya ko lagta hai ( Isse choot to maine hi di hai… Par tab maine usse talne ke liye mana kiya tha.. aur ab mai piche nahi hat sakti.. warna ye mujh pe wo bharosa nahi kar payega jo usse ek docter pe karna chahiye..)
Kuch soch ke Kamya baat age badhati hai..

– “Are nahi.. mujhe yaad hai ki maine hi tumhe choot di thi… PAr aise galiya sunna mere liye naya hai.. Iss liye thoda ajeeb lagta hai jab koi galiya deta hai..Iss liye maine abhi mana kar diya.. Par ab tum mujhe kuch bhi keh sakte ho ek dost k taur par.. Par meri bhi ek shart hai”
– “Shart?? Tu bhi ab shart rakhne lagi??? Bata”
– “MAi tumhari dost k sath sath docter bhi hu.. to tum bhi ab se mujhse koi bhi baat nahi chupaoge..Har baat mujhe bataoge… mujhe bilkul apne dost ki tarah treet karoge… Manjoor..?? Tumhare illaj mai ye bahot jaroori hai…”

– “Kyun nahi.. Ab tune dosti nibhayi to mai bhi to nibhaunga…”
(Sali.. abhi tak kon si tujhse koi baat chupayi hai.. har kahani to tujhe bata di hai…Ab jhoothi hai to kya huva.. Chupai thodi hai..! )
YE sochte hi Aslam ke chehre par ek choti si kamini muskan aa jati hai.. Jise Kamya dekh nahi pati hai.. Dono abhi bhi Darwaje ke samne hi khade the…

Kamya baat ko age badhati hai…
– “Ander chale??”
– “Ha chalo…”

Aur Aslam age badh jata hai… Aur Drawing room k sofe pe aake beth jata hai..
– “Pani pioge??”
– “Tere hath ka to zehar bhi mitha hoga.. Par filhar pani hi pila de”

Kamya ko Aslam ki ye flirting thodi acchi lag rahi thi.. Waise bhi normally har aurat tareef ki bhokhi hoti hai.. aur apni tareef ko ignore nahi kar sakti..
Waise bhi Kamya ko aisi open flirting jyada sunne ko nahi milti thi.. aur apne pati se to bilkul nahi.. Sameer hamesha se hi ek sober aur simple husband tha.. Sex k waqt sex aur normal k waqt normal.. Bich mai romantic talk hoti hi nahi thi… Kamya ne bhi ye saab experience nahi kiya tha.. to uske liye bhi ye sari chije mehaj ek filmi cheej hi thi.. aur apne behaviour k karan wo aisi bate apni saheliyo ya kisi se bhi share nahi karti thi.. Koi uske liye aisa uske samne bolega ye usne kabhi socha nahi tha..Esi bato se Usse bhi naye romanch ka anubhav ho raha tha.

Issi ajeeb si khusi aur excitement aur nervousness ki mix feeling k sath Kamya pani nikal kar ASlam ko deti hi.. Kamya ke hath se pani lete waqt ASlam janbhujh kar apna haath Kamya ke haath ko lagata hai.. Par aisa hi dikhata hai jaise usne ye galti se kiya ho..Kamya bhi Aslam par shak karne ki koi vajah nahi dhoond pati aur iss cheej ko ignore kar deti hai.. aur Aslam k samne k sofe pe beth jati hai…Aur sochne lagti hai ki baat ko age kaise badhaye.. shuruat kaise kare??

Pani pine ke baad ASlam glass ko dono sofo k bich k table par rakhta hai… Phir ek najar KAmya k badan par dalta hai… Kamya ka paseena ab drawing room ki thandi thandi AC ki hawa mai sukh chooka tha..

– “Are itni dur kyun bethi hai meri RANDI.??? aaja mere paas ake beth”
Ekdam se kahi gai iss baat se Kamya kya reaction de ye soch nahi pati.. Ab wo RANDI shabd pe koi objection nahi lena chahti thi.. PAr Aslam ke pass jana usse thik nahi laga..
– “Nahi Aslam mai yahi thik hu…”
– “Kyn saali.. mare pass bethne se tera kya bigad jayga??”

Aslam phir se gussa hone lagta hai

– “Nahi aisi baat nahi hai.. Wo darasal..”
Kamya koi reason nahi de pati aur ruk jati hai… Waise bhi Kamya debating mai kabhi bhi jeet nahi payi thi.. aur ye to ese topic ki debate thi jisme uska jeetna namumkin tha..

– “Ha.. main samajh gaya.. Saali mai garib hu.. Ganda hu.. Shayad iss liye tujhe mere pass bethne mai sharm aa rahi hai kyun?? Tere level ka nahi hu na?? Sali dost kaisa..? Sirf name ka dost mana hai tune!”
Kamya sochti hai (Nahak mai baat badh rahi hai.. Aslam ko kisi bhi baat k liye samjhana bekar hai..Accha hoga ab mai usse Clinic mai hi le jau.. Wahi thik rahega..)

Kamya khadi hoti hai.. aur bolti hai
– “Are tum meri har bat ko galat najariye se kyun dekhte ho..?? Mujhe ise koi farak nahi padta k tum gareeb ho.. mai to chahti thi hum age ki sari baat clinic mai karenge.. iss liye maine mana kiya.. Ab chalo mere saath”
– “Clinic…?? Ab ye kaha hai..?”
– “Yahi hai.. ghar mai.. Chalo mere saath..”

Aslam bhi Kamya k piche piche Clinic mai aa jata hai..Ander ghuste hi KAmya fan on kar leti hai.. phir Aslam se kehti hai..
– “Tum betho.. mai abhi ati hu..”

Kamya apne chasme pehanna bhul gai thi.. wo bedroom mai ja kar apne chasme leti hai.. aur pehan leti hai.. par iss bich wo apna Mobile wahi bedroom mai bhul jati hai.. Wo Drawing room k AC aur light bandh karti hai..

Iss dauran Aslam Clinic ke ander aata hai..aur Clinic ko dyan se dekhta hai..Wahi sofe par use Kamya ka dupata pada huva dikhai deta hai.. Wo uss dupatte ko uthata hai.. Aur uske kapde ko apne hatho se feel karta hai.. Apne lode ko Lungi k ander ki underwear mai adjust karta hai aur ek chota sa stroke bhi deta hai… Wo Kamya ke dupatte ko apni naak tak lake sungh leta hai…Kamya k dupatee se hi wo excite feel karne lagta hai…

Tabhi usse KAmya k ane ki awaaz sunai deti hai.. Wo dupatte ko wapis wahi sofe par fek deta hai aur phir aise khada ho jaata hai k kuch huwa hi na ho..

– “Are abhi tak khade kyun ho..? Beth jao”
Kamya Clinic k ander enter hokar Aslam k side se nikal jati hai.. Aur iss dauran Aslam uski ek tez khushboo sungh leta hai… Uski jor se saans lene ki awaaz KAmya ko bhi aati hai.. par wo isse ignore karti hai..
Wo aa kar Sameer ki chair par beth jati hai… Aslam bhi issi doran Kamya k samne chair par beth jata hai..

Kamya chair par beth kar ek do drawer khol ke stetoscope aur BP measure karne ka machine nikalti hai.. aur wahi usse AC ka remote milta hai… Wo AC on karti hai..
Aslam ab bato ko age badhata hai…
– “AAj tu ek dam mast lag rahi hai…Aur ye chasme mai tu aur bhi mast lagti hai..! sach mai mai sahi tha.. Kal maine tujhe bola tha k chasme mai tu jyada khubsoorat lagegi”

Kamya apni tareef sun k ander se bahot khus hoti hai.. Phir wo bat ko age badhati hai
– “Thank you Aslam… Par ab ye sab baato ko chodo… To ab tumhare illaj se shuru karte hai.. Chalo apne bare mai kuch batao mujhe…”
– “Kya sali tujhe sab to pata hai… AB kya janana hai??”
– “Are thoda detail mai batao.. Apni life k bare mai.. apni bimari k bare mai.. kuch bhi.. Mai sab kuch janna chahti hu…”

(Ohh… to sali Usman se mere bare mai jo jana wo tere liye kafi nahi hai..?? MEre muh se sunna hai.. )

– “Are kya batau… Meri do biwi hai…Salma aur Razia… Salma se mujhe ek beti hai..
Shazia jo iss saal 18 ki ho jaygi… aur Razia se meri ek beti hai ZOYa jo kareeb 25 saal ki hai.. Zoya k liye accha ladka dhund raha hu.. par abhi tak koi mila nai.. Har koi mujhse dur rehta hai.. meri iss bimari ki vajah se..”
– “Accha!”

Kamya aise show karti hai jaise ye sari baate usne bhi aaj pehli baar suni ho…

– “Aur..? Tumhari life mai koi aur ladki thi kya pehle??”
– “LAdki?? Matlab biwi k alwa?”
– “Ha aur nahi to kya??”

Kamya thoda muskura deti hai…

– “Wo… waise meri life mai do ladkiya aur thi.. Dono kya mast maal thi… Agar dono k baap mere raste mai na aye hote to aaj wo done k baccho ka baap mai hota… Benchod par unka pyaar mujhe na mil saka.. shayad meri kismat mai Salma aur Razia likhi thi”

Aslam ki aisi language sun k Kamya thodi uneasy feel jaroor karti hai.. par pata nahi kyun usse ye language thodi pasand bhi aa rahi thi.. Aur waise bhi ab wo ASlam k har baat ki language ko ignore karna chahti thi.. Usse lagta tha Aslam jo bhi ganda ya vulger bolta hai wo uski bimari aur uske dukho ki vajah se hai…Shayad wo sach hoti…

Phir wo Usman k baato ko yaad karti hai.. aur phir se ASlam se puchti hai..
– “Kya tum apni dono biwio ko khus rakhte ho.. ya tum unse khus ho??”
Darasal Kamya chahti thi ki Jo baate Usman ne usse batayi wohi baat Aslam khud usse bataye.. taki usse kahi bhi wo moka na aye jab Aslam usse puche ( Ye tumhe kisne bataya..??) Kyon ki Usman ne usse ye baat ASlam ko batane se mana ki thi..
Shayad wo indono ki Sacchai jan pati..!!!

– “Ab mai kya batau…?”
Aslam bahot dukhi wali sorat bana leta hai.. jaise wo abhi rone wala ho…

– “Wo Kamya… Meri pehli biwi se mujhe kabhi pyaar nahi mila.. aur dusri biwi kisi aur se pyaar karti hai… Do pyaar mai pehle hi kho chuka hu… aur meri biwiya bhi mujhe pasand nahi karti…Saali iss bimari ki wajah se wo mujhse dur hai k ye bimari unki berukhi se hai.. ye mai aaj tak nahi samajh paya.. !”
Aur Aslam ro padta hai…Bahot acchi acting kar raha tha wo..

KAmya Aslam ko rota dekh kar khud bhi bahot emotional feel karti hai…
Wo Aslam ko dilasa dene k liye uthti hai… aur apna muh niche karke rote huye ASlam k kandhe par apna haath rakhti hai…
– “Shant ho jav Aslam.. Sab thik ho jayga.. MAi tum se wada karti hu mai tumhe jarror thik kar dungi.. “

Aslam jaise moka hi dekh raha tha.. wo ek dam se ghum jata hai aur khadi hui kamya se bethe bethe hi ek dam se lipat jata hai..Wo bahot jor se Kamya ko bhich leta hai.. Uska chehra Kamya ki navel k upar tha… aur uska forehead Kamya k boobs ko touch ho raha tha..Uski dadhi aur gaal Kamya ki navel se touch ho rahi thi..Wo rone ki Acting chalu rakhta hai..

– “Kya sach mai sab kuch thik ho jayga..Kya sach mai tum mujhe thik kar do gi??”

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