Driver Aslam ki Rand Dr.Kamya

Udhar, phone rakhne k baad Aslam ki mango k baare me soch kar Kamya ko sharm, darr aur uttejna – teeno bhavnaye ek sath mehsus ho rahi thi… woh apne aap par stabdh thi.
(yeh kya kar rahi hoon mai … kaise kar paoungi yeh sab … aur itna excited kyun ho rahi hun? … uski woh abnormal size ki cheez phir se mere dimaag me kyun aa rahi hai … ufff … mana ki Aslam se baat karke tassalli milli … par phir bhi … Wo kitni gandi bhasha use kar raha tha abhi meri sundarta k bare mein. ….)

Tabhi ukse andar ek dam se awaaz uthi …

(Lekin aur koi chara bhi to nahi hai tumhaare paas …Phir bhi shukar hai wo treatment continue karne ke liye maan to gaya …aur waise bhi mujhe kuch jyada karna thodi hai … usko ijjat deni hai … uski galliyan aur gandi baaten sun-ni hai … uske liye sajna hai …bas…waise bhi uski galiya sunni kon si nayi baat hai..??? Aur thodi izzat to main usse de hi sakti hu… rahi baat sajne savarne ki to.. Itna to wo bhi koi nayi baat nahi hai… Pehli baar thode taiyar hona hai mujhe… bas uska taste kuch alag hai.. aur kuch nahi )
Itna soch kar Kamya thodi relax feel kar rahi thi…

Lekin uska dil aur dimag abhi bhi ye sab na manne ko, Kamya ko Aslam ki taraf kamjoor na padne k har reason pesh kar rahe the… Par Kamya kisi na kisi tarah se unka javab soch hi leti thi..Ek ya dusra logic laga k apne dil main uth rahe har dar ko daba rahi thi aur phir se Aslam ke illaz ka apna irada pakka kar leti thi..

Iss bar uske dimag mein jo dwand tha wo.. Samaj k dar ka tha.. aur Kamya uske liye bhi javab soch rahi thi.. khud ko apne uss dar se bhi chutkara dilwa rahi thi.. apne bekar k logic ka use karke..

(Maana ki zamaane ko pata chalega to galat samjhege … par log to hamesha hi galat samajhna chahate hai … aur zamane se kya darna … koi bahar thodi jaungi public mae … ghar ki chaar diwari me rahoongi … kissi ko kya pata chalega … kya pehna hai … kaise pehna hai …. Kiske liye pehna hai… Aur jo kar rahi hu ye jaroori bhi to hai … usse wapas bulane ke liye … treatment me success paane ke liye … Jo bhi main kar rahi hu, usmain kuch galat nahi hai … Sameer bhi to kehta hai .. sacrifice karni padti hai … bavishye ke liye … socho jab treatment successful hoga aur mera paper publish hoga to kitna naam milega mujhe … merri practice bhi kitni bahdegi … ? Sameer bhi to yehi sab kar raha hai … naam kamane k liye … Pata nahi kya kya compromise kar raha hai …!! No…no aise nahi sochna chahiye mujhe … woh bahut accha hai … par tab bhi … jab mard akela hota hai aur sundar auraten uske ird gird hoti hai to man to lalchata hi hai … mard ka … chchodo is baat ko … jab sameer apni taraki ke liye kuch compromise … kuch sacrifice karne to tayyar hai … to mai peeche kyun rahoon … mera success bhi to unka success hai …Ha… unki tarah main bhi jo kar rahi hu hamare bhale k liye hi kar rahi hu… kal sorry bolungi unse …baat ko bandhungi nahi … Professional taur par woh apni rah par chale …aur mai apni ….)
Kamya ne apne faisle ko Professionalism ka chola pehna diya tha… aur aisa karke wo bahot relax.. aur kahi na kahi Proud feel kar rahi thi…

Kamya apne aur Aslam k beech chooma-chaati k wakye ko bhi rationalize karti rahi –

(Aur rahi excitement ki baat … pata nahi kyun Aslam ka rough behaviour accha lagta hai … private me hi to bola karta hai … kya burai hai usme …? mai bhi aurat hoon … aur wo bhi itni sundar hun … Mere jaisi khubsoorat docter se wo attract hone se kaise bach sakta hai … Waise bhi jab wo badayi karta hai to achcha hi lagega na … koi burai thodi hai … Ab jab akeli rahena padega muje 4 mahine … thoda man behlane me burai kya hai … Waise bhi Sameer bhi to apna man hi behla rahe hai … uss chinaal k saath … kaise or kitne pyaar se bula rahi thi woh – kya naam thaa … haan – Alice … slut kahin ki … mere handsome sharmeele sheedhe Sameer par jaroor dore dal rahi hogi … Dr. Patel nahi bol sakti thi … jaroor sundar hogi … blond hogi sameer … hollywood ki blondes sameer ko acchi lagti hai … admit nahi karte … sharmile hai … par mai jaanti hoon … akhir wife hoon unki … nas nas pehchaanti hoon …)
Kamya bhi Aslam ki sangat main galio ko bolne main ab pehle ki tarah nahi Sharma rahi thi… bechaari Alice ko gali de kar bhi Kamya ko bura nahi laga…

(par asli CHINAAL aur SLUT kaun hai, shayad yeh usse bahot jald samaj ane wala tha)

Kamya ka man abhi bhi Aslam aur Sameer k darmyan damadol hota raha, apne kiye ki daleelen deta raha –

(agar Sameer uss Alice se thoda has ke bol le … dance kar le … thodi bahut chuma chati to aam baat hai uss society me … kuch burai nahi hai usme … agar na kare to shayad wo chid jai Sameer se … kya pata apne father ke kaan bhare uske khilaaf … woh bhi majboor honge … koi soyege thodi use kalmuhi Alice ke saath … mujhe bhi itna sangdil nahi hona chaiye tha … kal pyaar se sorry boldungi … jhagda khatam kardoongi …maine bhi to majboori mai woh sab kiya tha kal … patient ki bhalai ke liye … aur ussi wajah se shayad aage bhi karna padega jaise Aslam chahata hai … koi soungi thode uske sath … bas usko ijjat doongi … uske liye sajungi thoda … Waise hi bechaara aurat ki thokar se hi to aise bana hai … Aur uske illaj ke liye mujhe bhi Aurat banna padega.. aur na hi sirf ek docter…yeh to treatment ka hissa hai … koi sex thodi karna hai … bekaar confused thi … ab sab thik lag raha hai … jo thoda excitement hota hai woh to natural hai … par control karungi to baat jyada nahi bhadegi … seema me rahungi … haan yehi thik hai na … aise hi karna hai … kitna sakoon mila yeh gutthi suljha kar … ab sab kitna halka lag raha hai … ab chain ki neend ayegi … and watch out world … here comes the great successful Dr. Kamya Patel).

Apne aap ko tassali dekar, plan bana kar, Kamya sone ki tayyari kaane lagi. Bathroom me gayi thoda fresh hone. Nikalte wakht usse apne kal ka suit wahin kone me pada dikha …
Ooh .. yeh abhi tak yahin hai…. suit ko uthaya aur washing machine me daalne lagi… Shirt dalne ke baad jab lower dalne lagi to thoda kada kada se laga … jaise starch laga ho … Shuru main to Kamya ko kuch samjh main nahi aya par ek dum se Aslam ke saath clinic me gujaare pal uske jehan me ubhar aaye…. eik ajeeb si susrsuri uske badan me phailine lagi … Aslam ko yaad karke excite hone lagi.. us wakye ko yaad karke…

(ufff … kaise chua tha maine Aslam ka … kitna bada tha … abnormal sa … apne khud ke haath me na liya hota to aaj bhi kabhi soch bhi nahi sakti thi koi mard ka itna bhaari bharkam ho sakta hai … lamba … mota …. kala … itna kathor to kabhi Sameer ka bhi nahi hua tha … viagra khane k baad bhi nahi … Aslam ka to mere chune se hi lohe ki tarah hard ho gaya tha … aur kaise uss par nassen phul gayi theen, jaise kaale lakad par saanp lipte ho … aur kaise phadak raha tha mere haathon me …. dono haathon me bhi nahi samata tha … )
Sameer aur Aslam ka khayal ek sath main ate hi.. Kamya ka dimag unki comparision karne laga.. unke lund ki.. aur phir dono k lund k performance ki.. aur dono ki biwio ki…

(Bichari kaise jhelti hongi us woh ling uski biwiyan apne andar …Aise ling k sath to wo do-do kya panch chche auraton ko apna ghulaam bana kar rakh sakta hai …Pehle mujhe laga tha k kaise koi do aurato ko ek sath rakh sakta hai… Par Aslam ka dekh k lagta hai.. usse to agar 4 k badle 10 bhi rakhne de di jayen, to bhi usse kam padegi.. Shayad issi liye uski auratone usse dooosri teesri shadi karne di hongi …! Par kaise reh leti hai sab milkar?? Main to sameer ka uss Alice k sath hone k khayal se hi gussa ho gai.. Unki dusri wife k bare main to main soch bhi nahi sakti…Ohh..ab samjhi … jab mard hi itna jabardast hoga to uski auraten to bechaari shukar manati hongi ki koi aur bhi hai usse sambhalne … ek akeli to bechaari mar hi jayegi aise mard ko baar baar apne andar lekar)

Ye soch kar hi Kamya k chehre par hasi aa gai…Kamya pehli baar aisa kuch soch rahi thi.. aur usse ek ajeeb sa maja bhi aa raha tha… ye sab soch kar

(Waise kaisa lagta hoga un auraton ko … ?? jab itna bada unke andar ghusta hoga …Kitna dard deta hoga wo..?? Shayad bahot mazza ata hoga unhe, itne bada andar lekar …ragad ke rakh deta hoga Aslam unhe … tabhi to sab khushi khushi rehati hai milkar … aise damdaar mard ko aapas me baant kar … thank god Sameer ka normal size ka hai … mai to kabhi na le paaun uska itna bada apne andar, mere andar ghussayega to mai to mar hi jaungi … aur ghussa kar araam se thodi karega … itna bhari bharkam hai … mere papa ki umar ka hai… par body kisi pehalwaan jaisi sakht hai … pasliyan patthar k jaise lagti hai … chua hai maine usko … Sameer ke badan me woh sakhti nahi hai jo Aslam k badan me thi … kitna excite ho gayi thi mai … agar woh mujhe wahan choota bhi nahi, to bhi me usse choone se hi release ho jaati … itni excited to kabhi bhi Sameer ke saath bhi nahi hui hoon abhi tak … sharam aati hai sochne se bhi … par kya karoon … akhir mai bhi to ek aurat hoon … agar mere jaisi sunder aurat ko dekh kar Aslam excite ho sakta hai.. to phir Aslam jaise majboot mard ko dekh kar mujhe bhi to excitement ho sakti hai… yeh to sab natural hai … oonch neech nahi dekhi jaati mard aur aurat k excitement me … mard ki sakht chaudi body ko choo kar kuch kuch hota hai mere andar bhi … aur jab usne mujhe chua, chooma, chata to mai bhi kho gayi thi uski bahon me … itni sakht faulaadi bahon ka ghera pehli baar mehsus kari theen maine … tabhi to itni excited ho gayi thi mai … besharam ban gayi thi thodi der k liye … ufff kaisa nasha tha uske damdaar pakad me … uske khurdare bade bade kale kalute haath jab mere gore badan par ghoom rahe the to ek toofan sa uth gaya tha mere andar . tabhi to maine uska chua tha – hilaya tha … shukar hai monh me lene ki jid nahi ki usne … )

Ye soch kar hi Kamya excitement se bhar gai… Kamya diwar ki tarf dekh k Aslam k
khayalo main kho gai thi … par uske hath ki ungliya anjane main hi.. Aslam k seman k upar hi ghum rahe the … sehla rahe the.. Sukhe huye virya ka khurdara ehsaas ek ajeeb maja de raha tha sochte waqt..

(Par agar wo muh main lene ki jidd karta to kya main khud ko rok pati?? Shayad mai jyada der inkaar nahi kar sakti thi … Kitni excited thi uss waqt main…Aur waisa kabhi liya nahi na maine … Sameer ko to yeh sab pasand nahi hai …Waise kaisa lagta hoga munh me lekar …? kaisa taste hota hoga …? Mana ki uske ling se badboo to bahut uth rahi thi … aur kitna chipchipa ho gaya tha uske pre-cum se … Par kitna garam lag raha tha … kya me usse munh me le pati?? Agar le leti to shayad woh phir itna naraz nahi hota …. par kaise …?? cheee kitni gandi cheez hoti hai … peshaab karta hai woh uss se … aur phir dhoya bhi nahi hoga usne … badboo se hi pata chalta tha … achcha hua jo maine uska muh main nahi liya..… warna kya pata wo to mere munh me hi apna ghada semen ugal deta … phir kya karti …?? Mujhe to shayad ulti hi aa jaati … par agar kal bhi wohi karne ko bolega to …?? Kal kaise mana kar paungi…kasie bach panugi …. Aur kab tak bach paungi … ??)

Aisi baaton ko soch soch kar KAmya khud ko kamjoor kar rahi thi.. Akhri soch ne usse itna kamjoor kar diya k wo kahi na kahi mansik taur par taiyar ho chuki thi iss nayi cheej ko try karne k liye.. Aur uska dimag ussko ane wali chunotiyo k liye taiyar kar raha tha… Uski ane wali situation ko deal karne k liye taiyar kar raha tha…

(Par agar muh main liya hota to.. ?? Aur wo mere muh me hi ejacuate huva hota to.. ??Kaisa lagta uska seman mere muh me… chipchipa sa …??? Waise kaisa taste hota hai semen ka … ?? Kadva?? Mitha??? Salty??? Par kaise pata chalega ye… ?? Internet par dekhoo??)

Kamya ka dimag curiosity se bhar gaya.. Iss curiosity ko wo dur karna chah rahi thi.. Tabhi uska dhyan apni Salwar par lage Aslam k sukhe huve semen par gaya… Pata nahi Kamya ko kya sujha.. usne apni ungli jo wo uss par ghuma rahi thi.. apne muh main dal di.. par kuch samajh main nahi aya… Koi taste na aya.. shayad sukh jane ki wajah se

Apni harkat aur Aslam k saath un palon ka soch kar Kamya kafi uttejit ho gayi thi. Kab uska ek haat apni chaation ko sehlaane laga, usse koi hosh na tha…

Aur ab yeh bhi hosh na tha ki uska doosra haat us lower ko uski naak ke paas le aya. Usse kuch bhi pata hi nahi chala … ek gehri mardangi ki smell se ukse nathune me bhar gaye … saans lambi lambi hone lagi … pairon ke beech me gudgudi hone lagi .. ek khumaari si us par chadne lagi…

(Smell to itni buri nahi hai… man karta hai bas sunghti rahu… Par taste kaisa hota hoga isska?? Kya main …)

Kamya ne apne lowar ko apni naak ke ekdam paas lejakar ek gehri saans li.. Kamya ka dimag excitement se bhar gaya.. Issi excitement main bina soche, uski jubaan nikli aur usne apni jubaan ki nok se us akde hue kapde to chua – jahan Aslam ka ghada maand jaise semen sookh gaya tha… Kuch jyada taste nahi aya …(Bahot jyada sukh gaya hai.. Shayad thoda aur gila karna padega).

Kamya ne phir se poori jubaan ko thuk se gila kiya aur phir se apni puri jaban ko uss hisse par ghuma kar chata… Jaise koi mango doli ko chus kha raha ho… Ek ajeeb sa nasheela kasaila sa taste laga… Ek ajeeb sa nasha cha gaya Kamya k upar.. Kuch der k baad usse phir se usse taste karne ka maan huva.. usne dobara jaban nikal kar phir se ussi tarah se chat liya…. Par uska man nahi bhara.. kuch soche bina hi Kamya ne uss kapde ka ek hissa apne muh me le liya apne gulabi hotho se daba kar chusne lagi.. Kuch kapda Kamya ke monh me tha aur woh usse jibh se chat-chat kar choosne lagi. Kasaile pan ke saath saath kuch khara sa swaad uske munh me bhar gaya, par usse jyada, ek khumaari ka jhatka uske badan me dauda aur uska haat apni chaati par kasta chala gaya (… kya yehi taste hota hai mard ke semen ka? yeh itna bura to nahi hai jitna main sochi rahi thi.. Ek ajeeb sa nasha hai iss main..)

Kuch shrano k liye Kamya ek alag duniya me pahunch gayi thi, kho gayi thi apni uttejna me … par tabhi uska dimaag thanka.. Mano ekdam se usse hosh aya ho.. Apna lower ekdam se usne niche fek diya.. aur thuk ne lagi.. mano apna muh saaf karna chah rahi ho…
(Chee yeh kya kar rahi hoon mai …?? kya ho jata hai mujhe Aslam ko jehan me laate hi … chee chee … kissi ko paa chal gaya to … shukar hai koi nahi hai iss waqt … I have to control myself)

Aur Kamya ne jhat se lower machine me phenki aur kaanpte haaton se machine chala kar bedroom me aa gayi. Light off kar ke sone ki koshish karne lagi taaki usse phir se Aslam ka khayal na aaye, aur sheegrah hi need ki aagosh me sama gayi. 24 ghanto ki tension ne usse bahut thaka diya tha. Par need mae bhi ajeebo garib sapne aate rahe … kabhi Sameer ko lekar … kisi gori ke saath, to kabhi Aslam ko leke … apne saath … kuch saaf nahi tha. Subha jab uthi to Dimaag abhi bhi bhari tha … sapne yaad to nahi the … par pairon ke beech mae thoda geelapan jarror mehsus ho raha tha.

Kamya muskarati hui … sharmaati hui uthi aur sar jhatak ke apne aap se boli … “Dr. Kamya ji … bahut natkhat ho rahi hain aap. Ab yeh sab bekaar ki baaten chodiye … kuch nahi hone wala … aur aage bhadiye. yeh din bahut important hai Aslam ke treatment ke liye. Galti nahi ho sakti ab, nahi to teesra mauka nahi milega. Chaliye, apne pati-dev Sameer ka smaran kariye, tayyar hoiye aur kaam par chaliye. Akeli ho, to iska matlab yeh nahi ki kuch bhi sochti raho. Bhooliye mat ki aap ek sati savitri patni ho aur ek izzatdaar doctor bhi. Be professional, aur bewajah apne devta jaise pati par shaq mat kariye. Aaj ek naya din hai aur kal ki sari bato ko bhul kar mujhe agge badhna hai..Sorry Sameer… maine jo aap par shak kiya… Pata nahi Aslam ki tension main kya kya soch bethi… Aaj Sameer ko call karke sorry bol dungi..”

Neend se jag kar fresh hokar Kamya Sameer aur Aslam ki tension ko chod kar Kamya bahot clearly soch paa rahi thi.. aur issi wajah se usse apni galtio ka bhi ehsaas ho raha tha

Kamya ne kuch soch kar Sameer ka number apne mobile se dial kiya.. Par call connect na ho saki.. 2-3 try k baad bhi jab call na lagi to Kamya ne Sameer ki hotel ka number dial karne ki sochi..
(Kaha rakha tha number maine…??? Ohh… ha yaad aya)

Sameer se subah-subah baat karne ki khusi me, khil-khilaati hui Kamya ne bed par roll kia aur Sameer ki taraf ki bedside table ki drawer khola… Kamya ki hansi uske gale me hi atak gayi. Drawer ko dekh k Kamya ka gala sukh gaya…

But bani hui Kamya na jaane kab tak khali drawer dekhti rahi. Munh abhi bhi khula hua tha, par koi awaaz nahi aa rahi thi, saanso ki bhi nahi. Dil tham sa gaya tha. Jaise koi jeeti jagti naari nahi, koi plastic ki bejaan si gudiya ho. Uske jinda hone ka bas ek matr saboot agar kuch de raha tha, to woh the uski aankhon se dheere dheere tapakte hue uske aansoo. Kuch der k baad Kamya k badan me jaan aayi. Apne hoonto ko bheencha, aur apna haat drawer se aise kheencha, jaise koi sulagta angara ho. Apne aansoon ponch kar Kamya uthi aur seedhe bathroom me ghus gayi tayyar hone ke liye. Sab kaam jaldi jaldi kar rahi thi, maano apne dimaag ko control kar rahi ho, sochne se rok rahi ho, bas kaam par focus karke. Aaj Aslam k ilaaj ka critical din tha. Usse bahut sayyam se kaam karna tha, bahut tayyarian bhi karni thi. Sab subeh k kaam nipta kar Kamya ghar se nikali aur car me baith kar apne clinic ki oar chal di. Uske chehre par dradta saaf jahlak rahi thi. Dimaag poora Aslam k illaj par focussed tha. Par ghar se nikalte hue, uske andar ki tilmilati patni ne bas ek baar poonch hi liya – “”Why did you take them with you Sameer, if your intentions were so pure? lagta hai, poori planing k saath gaye ho, you … you … cheater!””

Clinic pahunch kar Kamya ne khud ko kaam me wyasth karne ki koshish karne lagi. Par baar baar kabhi to Sameer ki harkaten, ya Aslam ki mangaen, ka khayal usse vichlit karta raha. Jahan Sameer k baare me soch kar usse mayusi aur gussa aata tha, wahan Aslam ki baaton ka soch kar usme gudgudi si ho jaati thi, chehre par muskarahat aa jati thi.

Aslam ki mango ko yaad kar k usse thodi sharm bhi aa rahi thi… kyunki aaj tak wo iss tarah se kisi k liye taiyar nahi hui thi…. Par Sameer k upar ka gussa usse Aslam ki aur badhne ko aur uksa raha tha..
(What if Aslam k samne mujhe aise taiyar hona pada..?? What if he touches me?? What if he does same thing as that day… ?? But fir bhi main wo nahi kar rahi hu Sameer jo aap kar rahe ho…Main aapko dhoka nahi de rahi hu… Kisi k sath sex nahi kar rahi hu… )
Ye sochte sochte Kamya ki ankho me ansu fir se aa gaya

Thodi der baad Kamya ne khud ko sambhala aur phir socha..
( Nahi Kamya.. Apne Pati ki galti ki saza tum uss bichare Aslam ko nahi de sakti… ek to badi mushkil se wo illaj ke liye taiyar huva hai.. aur phir agar Sameer ki wajah se tum uss se berukhi se pesh aaogi to wo na chahte huve bhi gussa ho jayga… Nahi.. mujhe ek professional ki tarah Sameer ko dimag se nikalna hoga… Mera focus should only remain on Aslam’s treatment… Aaj main Aslam ko kuch bhi karne se nahi rokungi.. jaise usne socha hai usse bhi accha taiyar hoke dikhaungi main…)

Khud ko mansik roop se Aslam k liye taiyar kar ke Kamya jaldi jaldi clinic ka kaam khatam karne lagi…Aaj thoda jaldi nikalna thaa. Aslam ke liye ghar jake jismani taur par bhi to taiyar hona tha –
(Aise tayyar hoongi ki dekhta hi wo reh jayega..Kya kaha tha usne … woh .. Ha…uske l-l-lo-lode me harkat honi hachiye… Ab dekhna Aslam mujhe dekh kar kahan kahan harkat hoti hai.)

‘Loda’ shab soch kar hi Kamya ko ek ajeeb si gudgudi mehsoos huyi… Ek pal k liye usse Aslam ka musal lund bhi yaad aa gaya…Par uska dimag abhi bhi Sameer aur Aslam k wakye k bich jhoke kha raha tha…

(Sameer to meri kadr nahi karta, un goriyon k peeche laga hua hai, the cheater. Ek Aslam hi hai jo har waqt meri sundarta ki tareef karta rehata ho. ..To theek hai, ab mai bhi peeche nahi hatoongi…Agar wo dil se meri tareef kar sakta hai to main bhi dil se uski treatment karungi… Apni sundarta k jariye, Aslam ki bimaari ka illaj karungi….Mujhe lagta hai… tabhi treatment theek chal payega. …Khud hi bola hai usne, ki mere sundar badan ko dekh kar uska gussa gayab ho jata hai… Waise agar usske past par gaur kiya jay aur dekha jay ki aurato ki dhutkar ki wajah se hi wo aisa hai… to phir mera uske illaj main ek aurat k tarah pesh aana jaroori hai. … ek aisi aurat jo uski baat maane … uski izzat kare … issliye mujhe aaj aurat aur docter k fark ko dur karne k liye mujhe sajna padega, sunder dikhna padega…. chahe wo Aslam k mang k hisab se thoda bold hi kyun na ho..Agar koi aurat (mein?) usse dhokha nahi degi,.. uski baat manegi.. usski ichcha poori karegi (!!!), usse izzat degi, to woh jarror theek ho jayega…. Agar usse apni life main jo dhutkar mili hai agar wo khud wo dhutkar kisi pe nikal paya to uske ander ki frustration nikal sakti hai…Mai karungi yeh sab…Usse apni bhadas nikalne ka pura moka dungi… Dekhugi wo kis had tak ja sakta hai…taki uski frustration aur gusse ko main study kar pau..Lekin uske liye mujhe thoda vulnerable hona padega.. tabhi wo khul k apna behavior show karega.. aur uske liye mujhe uske samne apni body thoda expose karni padegi…Aur waise bhi usse apna sundar badan thoda dikhane me buraiyi kya hai…Aur agar thoda bahut bhavukta ya excitement main kho kar thoda choom chaat bhi lega to usme koi buraayi nahi… Apni havas k liye to nahi kar rahi me yeh sab … balki, ek bechare garib insaan ki madad k liye kar rahi hoon. Aur agar mere iss treatment se wo theek ho jayega to uski hi nahi, uske poore parivaar ki jindagi sukhi ho jayegi… )

Kamya khud ko puri tarah Aslam k liye khud ko taiyar kar rahi thi…
(Yeh to punya ka kaam hai, Sameer ki tarah nahi jo apne havas ke liye un goriyon ke peeche bagh raha hai. Mujh mae kya kami lagi unhe?? Kya mai sundar nahi hoon, kya sexy nahi hun?? Nahi, mai sundar bhi hun, aur sexy bhi, kya bolta hai woh Aslam … Ha..mast maal …Mast maal hu main…)

Ye soch kar Kamya k chehre par ek hasi aa gai..
(Waise kitna bhadda tarika hai uska tareef karne ka …. lafangon ki tarah … stupid … theek ho jaye to mai usse achche se tareef karna bhi sikha doongi, … … par wo bhi kya kare bechara, pala hi aise mahoul me hai, uski kya galti.?? Aur udhar Sameer ko dekho, kahane to to sophisticated hai, par kitne neech iraade hai uske… Kyun kia tumne aise Sameer, meri tauheen kyun ki, aisa kya paya tumne uss Alice me jo mujh me nahi hai …)

Kamya ka dimag Aslam k innocence (?) aur Sameer ki bewafai(?) k bich main jhoke kha raha tha…

Kamya ko khud apne vichaaron par ab ankush nahi tha.
Ek taraf to Aslam k baare me kehane ko to woh uska illaj ka hi soch rahi thi, par baar baar uski tareef – jo ab usse bhaddi nahi lag rahi thi – aur uske saath chooma chaati ke wakye to woh rationalize kar rahi thi – yahan tak ki aage aur bhi kuch hone ki sambhavna ko sweekar kar rahi thi. Aur doosri taraf Kamya khud Sameer par shaq yaqueen me badal rahi thi – Darasal Sameer k drawer se Condom aur Viagra ka pack gayab the..Jisse na dekh kar Kamya soch rahi thi k jaroor Sameer unhe apne saath le gaya hoga… Gulcharre udane k liye..Ek baar bhi nahi socha ki kahin aur to nahi rakh diya… Jaise usse khud ko jaldi ho rahi thi Sameer par shaq karne ki. Aslam ne to bas aise hi beej phenka tha, par ab Kamya poori lagan k saath shaq ke beej se utpan ankur to seench kar majboot pouda banane me lagi thi. Jaise kisi aane wali bahaar ki neev jama rahi ho, ya aane wale gunah ki dalil tayyar kar rahi ho. Apne man par control nahi tha uska. Bechaari ko to yeh bhi nahi pata tha ki kaun kisko control kar raha tha. Aslam pahuncha hua khilaadi tha. Kamya ko pata nahi tha ki woh kis ke changul me phasti chali jaa rahi hai aur aaj k baad ya kahiye ki kuch ghanto k baad uski jindagi kabhi pehale jaise nahi rehegi.

Clinic jaldi nipta kar, Kamya ghar pahunchi…. Bedroom main jate hi Kamya ne apni saree nikal kar bed par fek di… Thodi der main uska blouse aur peticot bhi uske badan se alag tha… Kamya sirf ek pink color k penty aur bra mai khadi thi…

Bra aur penty pehni Kamya ka makeup abhi bhi intact tha… Uske hatho main abhi bhi choodi thi… aur kano main earrings… gale main mangalsutra bhi tha….Iss libaj main apne gehno aur makeup k sath Kamya ek dam kayamat lag rahi thi…

Inhi Kapdo main Kamya apne liye kapde select karne lagi… Par kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha…Almari se saree nikalti… dekhti.. phir Aslam ki mang k hisab se usse compare karti aur usse bed par rakh deti….Almari ke bahar reject kiye hue kapdon ka dher bhadne laga…Par koi bhi kapda usse Aslam k liye taiyar hone k liye thik nahi lag raha tha… Tabhi uski aankhe chamk uthi …

Uski nazar ek black color ki transparent si chiffon saari par padi. Jhat se bahar nikaali. Yeh ek designer saari thi. Kitna khubsoorat jari aur chamki ka kaam tha us par. Shaadi ke time par uski college ki saheliyon ne khaas select karke usse di thi. Bahut bold saari thi.
Chamkeele patle golden kapde ki bikini choli thi uske saath… Jisme bandhne ko sirf do patli si dori hi thi…ek jo gale k piche jati thi blouse k upari hisse ko support karne k liye aur dusri jo pith k piche jati thi… blouse k niche k hisse ko support karne ke liye..Choli nahi bikini blouse hi tha normal bra se bhi sexy … bas do chote chote sunhere cups the boobs ko dhakne ke liye jinke beech me bhi bas patli si sunheri dori thi. Bahut hi sexy lagti thi transparent kali saari ke neeche. Aage se chaati poori khuli thi … bas uske gore-gore ubhaar aadhe se kam hi cover hote the – baaki sab nanga … Blouse k patle strech material ki wajah se cups uske boobs par chipak se jaate the ..material bhi thoda transparent tha…Jab usse wo pahenti thi to uske dono sudaul boobs samet kar upar ko press hokar choli bahar chalakne ko majboor ho jaate the… Mano dono boobs choli ke cups k bahar nikalne k liye ek dusre se bhid rahe ho.. Jiski wajah se uska cleavage khoob bada aur gehra dikhta tha… poora upar se neeche tak. Backless hone ki wajah se, bra pehanne ka to sawaal hi paida nahi hota tha. Boobs ke nipppul ki ghundi patle material me se saaf ubharti hui jhalakti thi. Petticoat bhi khaas shaneel jaise kapde ka tha – bahut hi soft aur slippery…

Yeh special honeymoon dress thi. Par bahot kam pehni thi… Sameer to aise kapde pasand the…Par Kamya aise exposing kapde pehna jyada pasan nahi karti thi… Usne dibbe me se nikaal kar dekhte hi pehanne se mana kar diya tha. Lekin jab Sameer ne bahot jeed ki thi tab.. uske liye ek-do baar pehni thi … bahut sharmaate hue …pati-vrata naari hone ki wajah se, pati ki pasand ko apni pasand maan kar jyada socha nahi tha iss baare me. Lekin jab usne ye saree pehni thi..Sameer ne usse uss raat bahot dil se sex kia tha.. Sameer ne usse bola tha ki wo kitni haseen lag rahi thi uss saree main… Lekin wo sab sirf shadi k shuruati mahino tak hi.. Pichle 1 – 1.5 saal se to Kamya ne iss sari ko pahenna to dur … dekha bhi nahi tha,…
Kamya ne socha tha k

(Tanya ki shaadi me usse de doongi – usse aise kapdon ka shauk bhi hai).
Aur tab se almaari ke pichle hisse me rakhi hui thi.

Aslam ki saari khuawisho ke mutabik yeh saree bilkul sahi baith rahi thi –
(Haan yehi dress theek rahegi. Alsam usse dekhta hi reh jayega. Saari shikayaten door ho jayengi … woh kya bola tha usne … lode me harkat … chee … kitna besharam hai … stupid kahin ka … aise bolte hai kya ladies ko … to aaj batana Aslam mian … sorry sorry … Zoya k abbu – practice karni padegi nahi to phir galti ho jayegi uske… nahi … unke samne aur janaab gussa ho jayenge – … to aaj mujhe iss saree me dekh kar batayiga ki aapke … hi-hi-hi-hi … l-lo-lode me harkat hui ki nahi … hi-hi-hi-hi … kitni besharam hoti ja jaa rahi hun main bhi unki sangat me … par daave se kehati hun, agar mere is roop se unke ussme harkat nahi hui to mai doctori cchod dungi … haan Zoya k abbu … Mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai jab maine ye saree pehni thi tab Sameer k halat kya hui thi….aaj yeh Dr. Kamya aap par bijli girayegi … ghayal kardegi aapko is libaas me … jaise maine apne pati ko kia tha … aap chahate hain na ki mai aapko pati ki tarah ijjat se treat karoon … to aaj dekhiye mera woh roop jo keval aaj tak mere pati ne dekha hai…)

Anjane main hi Kamya ka dimag Sameer k liye apne gusse ko Aslam k illaj main use kar rahi thi… Mano wo soch rahi hi k agar Sameer mujh se bewafai kar rahe hai to main bhi wo kar sakti hu… Ek gussa tha Kamya k maan main jo wo khud ko Aslam k samne expose karke nikalna chah rahi thi…Jo Kamya k liye bahot badi baat thi.. Sameer k liye apne gusse k wajah se Usse kahi na kahi lagta tha ki aise wo Sameer ko saza bhi degi aur Aslam k illaj bhi ho jayga…

(Zoya k abbu…aabtak aap mera badan dekhna chahate thae na … aur ab tak mai jhijhakti thi … par aaj Sameer ne meri woh saari jhijhak door kar di hai … jab woh uss randi Alice k saath raat gujaar sakta hai … to mai kya aapko apne iss husn ka jalwa nahi dikaha sakti…Shayad Sameer ki saja yahi hai … jab wo apni iss khubsoorat biwi ki jagah dusri ladkiyo k sath reh sakte hai… to uski ye biwi bhi waisa hi kar sakti hai… par usmain hawas nahi… usmain bhi kisi ka bhala hi dekh rahi hun.. kyun ki Sameer main tumhari tarah selfish aur bewafa nahi hu…)

Kamya ne maan se khud ko taiyar kar hi liya tha.. apne badan ki numaish karne ko… Aslam k illaj k naam pe usse apne badan k sath khelne dene ka … apni frustration nikalne ka…

Ye sach tha k Kamya ka conscious maan Aslam ki treatment par hi focus tha.. uske dimag main koi aisa waisa khayal abhi tak ubhar ke nahi aya tha… par ye bhi sach tha k Sameer k wajah se Kamya tuti hui thi.. aur uske jaisi egoistic ladki k liye ye bahot badi haar thi… Aur aab Sameer par gussa aur Kamya ka ego… Kamya ko Aslam k saath hadh se badhkar aage badhne k liye uksa raha tha.. Aur kahi na kahi ye feeling Kamya ko excite bhi kar rahi thi aur sukoon bhi de rahi thi…Aur Aslam ki treatment k bare main soch kar wo thoda relax bhi feel kar rahi thi…

Par kya ab treatment ki baat bas ek bahanna tha, ek sanskaar ki chadar jo abhi tak uske sub-concious man ne oadh kar apni asli ichcha chupa rakhi thi? … yeh to Aslam ke aane par hi pata chal sakta tha … aur woh aane wala tha, bus thodi hi der me

Kamya aab Aslam ko aap hi bula rahi thi.. bina koi dyan rakhe…mano uski aadat bana rahi ho.. wo bhi sirf kuch ghanto main…
(aur Sameer ka star aap se tum par aane laga tha … apne aap hi …)

(Aslam..aaj aap mere kadmon me past ho jayenge hi-hi-hi-hi-hi. Phir jaisa me chahungi karna padega aapko. Promise kia hai aapne bhi…Agar main illaj k liye docter se ek aurat ban sakti hu to aapko bhi ek mard ki tarah apna wada pura karna padega aur poora illaj karvana padega.. aur wo bhi mere kehane ke mutabik… Chalo kuch to kaam ayi yeh saree bhi… Aaj aap is Dr.Kamya k ander ki aurat ko dekh k kho jaynge… Aapko main uss Kamya k darshan karungi jisse Sameer ne dhutkar diya hai… Sameer nahi jante unhone kya khoya hai..!)

Man hi man khilkhilati hui, apni sundarta par ithlati hui, apni hone wali jeet par itrati hui, nadan Kamya ko yah nahi pata tha ki aaj bijli Aslam par nahi, uss par girne waali hai. Aaj Aslam uske kadmon me nahi, woh Aslam ke kadmon me giregi, uske neeche pissegi, aur Aslam usse roundh kar uske andar apni jeet ka jhanda gaadh kar jayega – par shayad uske sub-concious ko pata tha aur uski sub-conscious uske consious dimaag ko apni hi jeet ka anaesthetic chada rahi thi.

Khair …
Baaki kapde wapas rakh kar Kamya ne apni bra aur penty nikali aur apni jwellery nikal kar nange hi shower ke neeche ja kar khadi ho gayi. Naha kar apne gore resham se chikne badan ko ponchti hui nikly aur aine k saamne ja kar khadi ho gayi.

Ek baar towel me lipte apne badan ko dekha aur phir halki si muskurahat ke saath towel neeche gira diya.

Kamya ne pehale kabhi bhi apne aap ko iss tarah puri nangi hokar nihara nahi tha. Doodh jaisa gora, makhkhan jaisa bedaag aur chikna kasa hua badan tha uska. Sapaat pet par halka sa ubhaar aur gehri naabhi, unnat boobe jo ghamand se sir uthaye uski chaati par jame hue the – koi jhukaw ya latkan ka naamo-nishaan nahi tha unme, aur un par gehre rang ke nippal jo iss samae sakht ho kar akde hue the, kisi pahad ki choti ki tara; chikni kasi hui janghe aur jangho k beech uski ubhri hui yoni pradesh jis par ug rahe reshami kaale baalon ka halka sa jamghat uske guptang ko chupa rahe the. Kamaya apni saaf safai ka achche se khayal rakhti thi aur yoni aur sar k alawa uske poore makhmali badan par baalon ka naamonishaan nahi tha – sab kuch ek dam chikna ek dam gora, ek dam soft, jaise doodh se dhula ho. Kehate hain chaand par bhi daag hota hai, par Kamya ke badan par to ek til bhi nahi tha. Apne aap ko aiyne ke saamne ghuma-ghuma kar Kamya apne nange badan ka achche se nirakshan kar rahi thi aur hole hole muskara rahi thi – pata nahi kyon.


Kamya ko khud ke khubsoort jism par bahot naaj tha… Par shayad usse pata nahi tha ki uska ye makhmali gora aur kadak jism hi usse Aslam k najaro mai laya tha… aur issi khubsoorti ko hi Aslam aaj bhogne wala hai… ya shayad pata tha aur woh uss baat ko apne jehan me ubharna nahi chah rahi thi.

Phir woh almaari ki taraf gai aur ek drawer se dhoond kar ek V-shape ki kale rang ki panty nikal kar pehan li aur sath hi, jhuk kar ek 3″ heel ki golden sandal pehan kar bed ki taraf bhadi, jahan woh special saree aur baaki kapde rakhe hue the.

Phir bed se sunheri choli utha li… choli kya … usse bikini blouse kehana theek tha bas do patle straps se bandhti thi – ek pith ke peeche aur doosra gale ke peche. Choli k niche k hisse ko Kamya ne apni pith par bandha… aur apne boobs ko choli ke cups me set karke neck strap ko bandhne ke liye blouse k dori khich kar apni gori garden k piche le ja kar blouse ko bandha.. phir khud ko aaine main dekhte hue apne booobe choli me theek se adjust kiye…


Phir kuch soch kar neck k piche bandhi dori ko khola aur apne boobs ko thoda aur utha kar dori ko thodi jyada khich k bandh diya taki boobs blouse thoda boobs ko upar ki taraf push up kare… Aisa karne k karan ek bahot bada aur bhari cleave ban raha tha…

Shadi ke wakt ki tulna me uska badan thodal bhar gaya tha. Choli bandhne main thodi mishkil hui, par bandhne k baad choli ek sunheri twacha ki tarah uske badan se chipak gayi. Boobs bilkul ubhar ke bahar aane ko bagawat kar rahe the, aur un par uske nippals kisi sakht angoor ke daano ki tarah kapda cheerne ko tatpar the, aur cleavage to aisi tang ghaati ki tarah lag rahi thi jisme agar koi ek baar kho jaye to usme se phir uska nikalna namumkin ho.

Kamya baar baar apne ko aine me nikharti aur khus hoti jaa rahi thi. Bada hi maja aa raha tha usse yeh kapde pehanne me … ek freedom sa mehsoos ho raha tha … ek sense of independence – Kamya ke andar Sameer ke prati ek bagawat ki dharna banne lagi thi. Theek se choli aur panty adjust karke apne to aaiyne me dekhne lagi.. jab Kamya ne apna side view dekha to khud ko dekh kar muskara padi – gore gore gaalon laal ho gaye aur kuch shan k liye nazre jhuk gayi.. Kamya side se bilkool nangi dikh rahi thi… Niche uski V shape panti k elastic line aur upar ek patli si dori jo boobs k niche se pith ki taraf jaa rahi thi… side se iss naam-matr ki choli main se boobs ka bhi bahot sa hissa najar aa raha tha… aur uski golaiyon ke upar woh angoor ke daane ek unjaan (?) excitement se tan gaye the …. lagta tha ki abhi choli ke patle se kapde ko bhed kar bahar jhankne lagenge …
(… wow, kisi ne mujhe aise dekh liya to bechare ka heart fail hi ho jayega. Zoya ke abbu, aap to gaye aaj bus … hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi). Kamya ko apne roop par bahut hi naaz aa raha tha.

Choli aur panty pehane hue Kamya ne apna makeup kiya, eye-shadow, halka sa kajal, lip-gloss, waghera – waghera. Sab kuch black and gold saree aur choli se match karta hua. Phir scent ki bottle uthai aur hawa me achache se spray karke, spray ke neeche aa gayi. Kuch hi shano me uske poore badan se scent ki bhini-bhini khusbu aane lagi –
(… agar sajna hi hai to achchi tarah se kyun na sajoon bhala, jisko jo kehna hai, kehta rahe meri bala se…)

Itrate hue, harsh ki ek halki si … madhur si, hansi uske hoonthon se bikhar gayi. Haaton me golden color ki kaanch ki choodiyan aur sone ke kangan chahdaye, phir pair me chandi ke chote chote ghungroo wale payal aur najuk se pajeb dale, phir kan me latakne waale sone ke sundar se jhumke, aur akhir me apne shaadi-shuda hone ki nishaani – mangalsutra pehan kar Kamya ek pari ki tarah lag rahi thi… aur bina paticot aur saree main to wo kayamat lag rahi thi… Phir usne Aiyne ki tarf jhuk kar apni maang me sindoor sajaya, aur apne to dekh kar ek baar khilkhila padi. Aur kuch der apne ko hi dekhne me mantramugd kahdi rahi, sab kuch check karti rahi, muskuraati rahi.

Uske baad usne apna rukh peticoat par dala … petticoat bandh kar adjust kiya aur aaiyne me dekha … lambai kuch jyada hi kam lag rahi thi … Kamya ne peticoat apni naabhi se 2″ in neeche sarkaya. … abhi bhi pindliyo ko thhek se dhak nahi raha tha (… ufff … chalega … chota hai to kya hua, upar se saree jo aa jayegi … Iss se neeche thik bhi nahi hoga … chalo aage bhado…).

Kamya ne apne ko ghuma ghuma kar aage peeche se aine me dekha aur phir saree pehanne lagi. Saree lapet kar abhi aage ki pleats hi dal rahi thi ki uske hath ek dam se ruk gaye
(… yeh kya … saari itni oonchi kyun hai. uff … yaad aya… yeh to designer saree hai … normal ki tulna mae araz kafi kam hota hai inka . isko to aur neeche bandhna padega … oh no …. kya musibat hai …).

Kamya ne jab ayine me dekh kar andaaza lagaya ki aur kitni neeche bandhni padegi to Kamya kae to hosh hi ud gaye
(… oh god … yeh to bilkul panty ki line par hi bandhni padegi…itna neeche to mai nahi bandh sakti… nahi nahi … itni neeche saari bandh kar mai Zoya k abbu ke saamne kaise jaoongi … Poora pet nanga dikh raha hai … kya sochenge mere baare me … Ufff … kya musibat hai … ab sab kuch change karna padega… make up bhi change karna padega… kya karoon ab…)

Ek pal k liye Kamya ne socha k koi dursi Saree pahenle.. par phir jab uski najar ghadi k taraf gai to wo ruk gai..
( par itna time hai kya mere paas… oh no … Un ke aane me bus 15 minute hi rehate hai… itne mae to mai nae kapde select karke change bhi nahi kar paungi, make up change karna to door ki baat hai… Aur agar tayyar nahi hui to unhe phir lagega ki mai unki kadr nahi karti, ijjat nahi karti … bas bewakoof banati rehati hun… yeh to poore treatment session ko barbaad kar dega… Oh God, ab kya karun?? Kaise hoga ab… kyun maine yeh nigodi dress select ki… ab to ek hi rasta hai… jo pehana hai usi ko theek se pehan lun. Jitna dhak sakti hun dhak loongi… ab aur kiya bhi kya jaa sakta hai… my God … how embarrasing!!).

Sharam se laal hoti hui Kamya ne saari utari aur peticoat co 4″ aur neeche khiska diya … bilkul panty ke oopar, aur phir saari pehanne lagi. Sari to ab thik se pairon tak fall kar rahi thi par Kamya ho ab apne ko dekh kar bahut hi sharam aa rahi thi . Man hi man apni sahelion to kosne lagi-
(… besharam kahin ki hain sab ki sab … kya soch ke yeh gift kia mujhe … kabhi khud to penahti nahi aise kapde … gift kya yeh to practical joke hua … aur mai bhi kitni murkh hoon … bina soche hi sara make-up kar liya … ab bhugatna padega … aur koi doosra solution bhi to nahi hai).

Kamya apne pallu ko adhjust karne lagi ki jitna ho sake nanga pet dhak jaye … par yeh to designer saree thi page-3 parties k liye … jahan auraten apne nagne badan ki adhik se adhik numaish karne ko apni shaan samajhti thi… buri tarah se phans gayi thi bechaari Kamya aaj.

Saree pehan kar Kamya kaam ki devi lag rahi thi … High heel pehane ki wajah se uski gaand bhi bahar ki taraf ubar kar dikh rahi thi.. jo Kamya ki katav ko jyada sexy bana raha tha…..Transparent saree ki wajah se poore badan ke utaar chadaav saaf nazar aa rahe the … ya yeh kahiye ki kaafi hud tak Kamya ka chikna gora badan hi saaf dikh raha tha … nanga … aur jahan jahan saree se dhaka tha, wahan to kaali pardarshi saree se jhalakta hua badan, dekhne waalon to lalcha raha tha… aur apni aur bula raha tha..

Kamya.. behad sundar lag rahi thi… Aur Aslam k mang k anusar kaafi Sexy.. Apne aap par sharam lagne ke bawajood, Kamya apne ko ayine me dekh kar apne ko muskarane se rok nahi pa rahi thi.. Khud ko itna sexy taiyar dekh kar Kamya khud par garv karne par na ruk saki
Ab jab ki Aslam ke aane main jyada time nahi tha to Kamya ka dimag wapis Aslam ko yaad karne lagta hai..

(kya sochega Aslam, sorry, Aslam nahi, Zoya k abbu – practice Kamya, practice … mujhe iss roop me dekh kar … kya bolenge … jaroor excite to ho jayenge … woh kya kaha tha unhone … haan! … jaroor harkat hogi unke lo …. loo … unke uss moosal mein … unka kya kasoor hai … koi bhi mard mujhe aise dekh kar mujh par fida ho sakta hai… aur woh to jaroor kuch gandi behudi baat bolenge .. aur kuch to aata nahi unhe na. Par mai iss baat ko apni advantage me badal sakti hoon. Poonch sakti hoon ki kya kya khayal aaten hai aapke man me mujhe is roop me dekh kar. Unke jawab se unke man ke andruooni vicharon se parichit ho sakti hoon. Unhe unki problem ki jad se wakif kar sakti hoon. Han , aisa hi karongi. Dr. Kamya, you are great. Har situation ko tum apne treatment ke advantage ke liye mod leti ho. You will definitely be successful).

Apne se behad khus, proud feel karti hui Kamya, apne baal sawanr kar, thoda scent cleavage aur armpit me aur chidak kar, bedroom se nikli aur kitchen me jaa kar Aslam ke liye juice aur nashta tayyar karne lagi
(… din bhar ki mehnat k baad bhooke honge bechare).

Par Kamya ko abhi tak yeh andaaza nahi tha (ya shayad manna nahi chahatithi !) ki Aslam asal me uss chij ke liye bhooka hai jisse usne itne lagan se aaj sanwara hai … uska gora, reshmi bedaag shaadi shuda pativrata badan.

Kamya apne ko busy karne lagi. Clinic me jaake jhanka ki sab thik se set to hai ki nahi. Nahane ke baad se ek aaparichit si energy uske badan me phaili hui thi, jisse woh nazarandaaz karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, apne ko vyasth rakh rahi thi, sajne sawarne me, apni treatment ki planning me, nashta tayyar karne me, clinic check karne me, … jaise apne andar jhankna na chahati ho, kuch apne hi man se bhaagti hui, apne aap se hi munh chupati rahi. Par clinic me ghuste hi uski nazar apni aur Sameer ki wedding photograph par padi jo table par frame me lagi hui thi. Na chahate hue bhi woh us par se apni nazar hata na saki
(… kya dekh rahe ho aise, … dekho … dekho … sexy lag rahi hun na … par tumhe kya … tum to uss kamini Alice ki bahon me so rahe hoge iss waqt … khub mazze liye honge us gori randi ke saath … mai bhi to gori hun, sundar hun … dekho … mujhe dekho iss waqt … kya kami hai mujh me … to phir tumne kyun gori chamdi ke khatir mujhse bewafai karne ki sochi … sab kuch to de rahi thi tumhe … pyaar – jawaani – wafa … sab kuch … kya kabhi main kissi cheez k liye mana kiya …? par tum par to gori chamdo aur sunhere baalon ka bhoot sawaar he na… shayad isiliye tum iss training par gaye the … gori randiyon ke saath gulcharre udane… nahi to kya tum apne pills apne saath le jaate …? kya jaroorat hai tumhe training par condoms ki …? Aslam ne theek hi kaha tha … mai bahut bholi hun… par bewakoof nahi hun… tumhara asli jhoota roop pehchaan gayi hun … galti meri hi thi ki tum par itna bharosa rakha … kitna garv tha mujhe tum par … tumhare pyaar par … par tumne mujhe meri haisiyat dikhla di … kuch bhi nahi hun mai tumhaare liye … tumhe to ab woh haramzaadi Alice pasand aa gayi hai na… tabhi to apna tour achanak bhada liya hai… khoob tour lagaoge uske husn ka… aur pata nahi kis kis ka …).

Kamya ka kaleja phata ja raha tha … aankhon me nami bhar gayi thi … uski har soch usse aur convince kar rahi thi ki Sameer dhokebaaz hai, aiyyash hai, Iss gusse main aur Aslam k sangat main Kamya Alice ko baar bar randi bhi bula rahi thi… aur iss tarah soch soch kar ek taraf to usse Sameer par gussa bhi aa raha tha, par doosri taraf uska dil baithne bhi laga tha. Bahut pyaar kiya tha usne apne pati se, bahut bharosa tha usse apne Sameer par – aaj se pehale. Sahelion aur rishtedaaron ke beech usse kaafi ghamand tha, apni aur Sameer ki jodi ko leke, apne saubahagye ko lekar (jaanti thi ki dono ke dost aur kuch rishtedaar, dono se jalte the ki unhe aisa jeevan saathi mila), aur aaj ussi Sameer ne usse bewafaai kar ke usse iss mode par la khada kar diya tha.

(kya samajhte ho tum apne aap ko … kya mai tumhare layak nahi hun … kya mai khoobsurat nahi lagti tumhe? … dekho mujhe ab … gaur se dekho … bolo kya mujhe iss roop me dekh kar tumhare lode me harkat nahi hogi … oh! sorry… bhool gayi … tumhara to roop dekhne se nahi … pills khane se harkat kata hai … dhongi kahin k … dhokebaaz … tumhe kuch pata bhi hai … jis sundarta ko tumne thukraya hai, ussi sundarta ko dekhte hi jawan to kya, bhude bhi harkat me aa jaate hain … ab mere – patient – Aslam ko hi le lo… tumse dugni umar ka hoga … meri jitni badi to uski ek beti bhi hai… phir bhi mujhe dekhte hi uska lohe ki tarah hard ho jata hai… and it is bigger – much longer and thicker than yours… haan, dekha hai maine uska … chua bh… … no-no more lies … sehlaya bhi hai … masturbate kiya hai usko … hah!… kuch pata bhi hai tumhe … kitna bada hai uska, dono haathon me bhi poora nahi aata … do-do biwiyon ko sambhalta hai woh ek akela mard … aur pata nahi kitni aur randiyon ko thokta phirta hoga … pura mard hai woh – asli mard woh … aur tum? … tum kya ho … kabhi socha hai tumne … maine tumhe kabhi kuch nahi kaha tumhare chote se, patle se, latku chuchundar ke baare me … khud tumhe viagra lene ki salah di thi – taaki tumhe inferiority na feel ho … par kabhi socha hai tumne ki aurat ki jarooraton ke baar me … hamesha bas apni jarooraton ke baare me hi sochte ho … viagra se kya khada karne lage – apne app ko bade Casanova samajhne lage … bada Rasputin samajhne lage ho … mere badan se man uub gaya hai na tumhara … woh Alice hi tumhe jyada sundar lagti hai na … jaao Sameer, jaao … pade raho us randi ki taango ke beech me … enjoy her while you can … and be thankful ki woh abhi tak Aslam se nahi mili hai … nahi to woh bhi samajh jaati ki asli mard kaisa hota hai … … you are a fool, Dr. Sameer Patel… a fool… and a cheat… and a liar… and … you … you don’t deserve me Sameer, you don’t deserve a beautiful loving faithful wife … tumne mujhe thukraya hai, mujhe dhoka diya hai … mere pyar ki aur meri wafa ki insult ki hai … and … and … now you are only responsible for … whatever happens to our from marriage! … … And Sameer … you know what … mujhe aapka … shukriya karna padega … yu have done me a favour … apni asliyat dikha kar … nahi karte to mai abhi bhi apne bhram mai hi reh rahi hoti … ki aapka pyaar saccha hai … ki mai aapke liye akeli aurat hun is duniya me … aur apne patient ka best treat ment karne se hichkichati rehati. Now that I know your true colors, maine bhi soch liya hai … Zoya ke abbu ke treatment me koi kami nahi aane doongi … sab boundaries paar kar jaoungi agar mujhe laga ki uss se uss bechare ka bhala hoga … kaash tum muje iss waqt dekh sakte … maine wohi dress pehani hai … jisse tumhare liye bhi pehanne me mujhe sharam aati thi … aaj maine yehh dress apnni marji se pehani hai … tumhare liye nahi … balki Zoya ke Abbu ke liye … abhi aate honge woh … dekhenge mujhe iss libaas me … mere jhankte hue angon ko … meri sundarta ko. Tum to jaante ho ki tumhara kya haal hua tha mujhe yeh saree lapete dekh kar … aur mai to tumhaari patni hun … to zara soccho, Zoya ke Abbu ka kya haal hoga mujhe dekh kar, ek parayi aurat ko apne saamne aise kapde pehanne hue. Unhe to waise bhi control nahi hota … parson to mai mamuli salwar-suit me thi, aur unhone choom chaat kar bura haal kar diya tha … tana hua haath me de diya tha, to socho zara … mujhe iss dress me dekh kar unka harkat me aayega ki nahi unhe pills ki nahi meri jawani ki jaroorat hai … pata nahi kya-kya karenge mere saath aaj … kahan denge apna mujhe. … … par mai unhe sab karne doongi … nahi rokoongi mai unhe … unka yehi illaz ka tereeka hai … ek doctor nahi … ek aurat ban kar pesh aaongi mai unke liye … apne pati ki tarah treat karoongi main unhe … jaise woh chahate hain. Aur yeh sab sirf tumhari bewafaayi ki wajah se mumkin ho raha hai … nahi to mai lok-laaj ki yeh lakshman-rekha kabhi laangh nahi sakti thi … Thank you Dr. Sameer Patel, tumne mujhe mukt kar diya hai … tumne mere Aslam ke ilaaj ka rasta saaf kar diya … now go pop another pill and enjoy with that bitch Alice … yahan par na to tumhari aur nahi tumhari pills ki zaroorat hai … dur ho jao mere man se … nikal jao mere dimaag se … mai ab tum par apna time nahi waste karna chahati hun … mujhe to ab bas apne Aslam ka intezaar hai …).

Kamya ka man bahut vichilit tha. Sameer to man hi man bura bhala keh ke uske jalte dil ko thandak to pahunchi, Waise Sameer bahut shant swabhav ka, sharmeela tha, Kamya se pehale uske kisi bhi ladki se sambandh nahi hue the, aur isi baat par Kamya ko ghamand tha – ki uska pati keval uska hai aur Kamya par lattu hai. Shayad isi baat se uske ego ko itna bada jhatka laga tha – ki uski jaise sundari ko cchod kar Sameer ne kisi aur ki taraf aankh kaise utha li. Apni insult feel kar rahi thi. Saath hi saath, usko dar lag raha tha apni situation ki wajah se – akhir kab tak apne saamne khadi asliyat ko nazar andaaz karti rehati – kab tak iss baat ko ignore kar sakti ki jab ek sundar nari ek majboot mard ke saame aise kapde pehan kar aayegi to uska anjaam kya hoga. Usse pata tha ki woh jo kar rahi hai aur karne ja rahi hai – Aslam ke liye apne badan ki besharam numaish – usse samaj aur uske sanskaar kabhi sweekaar nahi karenge.

Par uski situation ki jimmedaari bhi Sameer par thop rahi thi. Aur baar baar uske man me ek hi sawal uth raha tha –
“”Why Sameer? Why??””. Shayad yeh sawal poonchna uske liye jyada asaan tha, alsi sawaal poonchne ke bajaye – “Why Kamya? Why??””.

Anjaane me Kamya ab man hi man janne lagi thi ki parson jo kuch Aslam ke saath hua tha, woh to bas ek trailer tha, asli picture to aaj hogi. Kisi mard ki aisi requests ka matlab woh samajh sakti thi, chahe abhi tak acknowledge karne se dur bhagti rahi. Aur man hi man usse excited bhi feel ho raha tha yeh soch kar. Jab se Aslam se mili thi, ek unknown dar aur excitement uske andar baith gaya tha, aur usse pata tha ki aaj uski chupi hui bhavnao ka anjaam niklega. Ek tarah se illaj to ek facade tha, asli mudde ko dhakne ke liye. Asliyat to yeh thi ki Kamya ki jindagi me Aslam jaisa shaqs aaj tak nahi aaya tha aut uske rough behaviour, gandi bhasha aur ghinoni harkato se, shaalin aur sabhye sanskaaron me pali Kamya ko atract kar rahe the – bad boy syndrome – aur Aslam ke baare me soch kar usse excitment bhi hota tha aur unjaan raho ka darr bhi lagta tha, par excitement jyada tha. Issi liye to parson, usne Aslam ko rokne ka koi khas prayaas nahi kiya tha, issi liye woh Aslam se contact na kar paane se itni bechain hui thi (nahi to aaj kal doctoron ke paas patients ki kami hai kya?) aur issi liye uska man uske liye aane wale palon ki hakikat ko justify karne ke liye har tarah ke hathkande aur daleelen apna kar uske liye rasta saaf kar raha tha. Yeh to shukar tha ki Sameer ki bewafaayi pakdi gayi nahi to yeh sab itna asaan nahi hota Kamya ke liye. Waise hota to wohi jo aaj Aslam karne wala tha, par ab Kamya ke sanskaar ko muh-tod jawab mil chuka tha aur uski concience ki awaaz dheemi padne lagi thi. Aur mazze ki bat to yeh thi ki Dr. Kamya Patel apni hi sub-conscious ki iss conspiracy se jaan kar bhi anjaan thi aur ab jab uske pass Sameer ki bewafaayi ka WMD aa gaya tha to uski andar chupi hui icchayen aur pyaas apna sir uthane lagi thi. Par abhi bhi kuch darwaaze khulne baaki the.

Kamya Sameer ko kosne main bhul gai thi ki Aslam k ane ka time ho gya tha … Ghar ki ghanti ki awaj ne Kamya ko iss (forced?) depression aur gusse ki mili-juli udhed-bun se jahte se nikala. Ab Aslam aa gaya hai. Ab aur kuch sochne ka waqt nahi tha. Ab uske imtehaan ka waqt tha – kya woh uska illaj successfully lkar payegi?

Udhar time se pehale hi Aslam Kamya ke darwaje par pahunch gaya tha, apne woh hi standard ghatiya huliye me. Munh me paan ki laali, passena se tar kaaly majboot badan par khuli shirt ke neeche ganda sa jaalidaar laal baniyaan, gale me kaale dhaage se bandha hua tajjeb, aur kamar par neele checks ki gandi si lungi – bilkul gunda lag raha tha – jaise ki woh tha bhi… Munh par ek shaitaani tehdi si smile thi. Aslam aab Kamya ko thik se samaj chukka tha aur issi liye wo janta tha ki kal raat woh jeet gaya tha. Ab usse poora vishwaas tha ki abki baar jab woh is darwaje se niklega, to woh Kamya ko bhog chuka hoga, usse apne neeche roundh chuka hoga, uski madmast jawaani ka ras choos chuka hoga..,

Fakr tha usse apne dimaag par ki usne kaise itni sundar, itni ameer, itni pahdi likhi aur sanskaaron me pali, ek doctor ko – jo ek pati-vrata patni bhi thi – apne jaal me phansaa liya tha…Kamya k bhole pan aur bevkoofi par Aslam ko bahot hansi bhi aa rahi thi.. aur ye dono chije hi usse aur excite bhi kar rahi thi…
(Sali mujhse chudne ko khud taiyar ho chuki hai… aur khud usse hi maloom nahi k kuch dair main uski choot ka kya hone wala hai.. hehehe).

Kamya ne uske saame hathiyaar daal diye the … uski har baat manzoor kar li thi … bina jor-jabardasti k. Darwaje ke bahar hi apni gandi kameej utaar kar aur lungi me apne akadte hue lode to set karte hue hansa
(… bas ab jyada der nahi hai Kamya meri rand … kuch hi der me tera nanga badan mere nange badan se chipka hoga, mere neeche jhulas raha hoga, aur mae teri gehrayion ko ghote laga raha hunga humach humach k. Hai sali, bahut tadpaya hai tune pichle kuch dino se … saali neend haraam kardi hai toone meri .. Saali agar parson mujhe woh chudai ke liye na mili hoti to ab tak tere ghar main ghus kar tera rape kar chukka hota.. Par uss main woh maja nahi atta jo mujhe aaj ane wala hai teri shadi shuda choot chod kar … aaj tuje achche se patak patak kar, nichod nichod kar chod ke chain ki neend sounga..).

Aslam ne darwaje ke pass lage bijli ka distribution box khola (pichli baar hi usne note kar liya tha usse). Phir eik haat se ghanti bajaayi. Aur jaise hi andar se kisi ke aane ki khatpat sunai di, jhat se main switch off kar diya aur bijli ka box band kar diya.

Ghanti sunte hi Kamya ne jaise taise apne aansoo pounche aur door ki taraf lapki. Key hole se dekh kar aashwasan kiya ki Aslam hi hai aur darwaza khol diya. Bahar Aslam chaukhat par ek haat tikaye, doosre haath se apni kameez apne kandhe par latkaye, munh me matchis ki tilli chabate hue befikari se bateesi phade khada tha

Darwaja khulte hi aur Kamya pe najar padte hi Aslam k muh khul gaya… aur usne muh main pakdi hui machis ki tili niche gir gai…
(… oo terri … maa ki chut … ye saali to aadhi nangi hai …)
Kamya k bare main wo pata nahi kya kya soch k aya tha aur waha khada tha par Kamya ko iss andaaz main dekhne ki usne kabhi kalpana bhi nahi ki thi.. wo bhi aaj…

Aslam ne ek najar Kamya par upar se niche tak dali.. Najar kya dali.. Uski ankhe to Kamya ko upar se niche tak scan kar rahi thi…Kamya ki mang ka sindoor… Uski sunder ankhe.. uske gulabi hoth.. uski surahi dar gardan … uske nange sudoul chikne kandhe … gale me latka bhari mangalsutra…. Pardarshi saree se dikhata Kamya k jism… Ubaar banaye huye Kamya k boob.. aur unko kaid karne wali dhagon se bandhi hui sunheri choli … …Aslam ne aaj tak kisi aurat ko itne sexy blouse mai kabhi socha bhi nahi tha.. (nanga jaroor socha tha )… Aur niche Saree se dikh raha pura ka pura nanga gora chikna pet aur usme man lalchane wala navel … aut navel ke neeche sapat pet andar ko slope karta hua … ufff kya kayamat dha rahi thi Kamya Aslam par .. .. Aslam ne ye bhi notice kiya k blouse jita sexy hai.. Saree aur peticot bhi utni hi sexy andaaz main bandha gaya hai…

Aslam ki halat dekh kar Kamya ko ek hasi aa gai.. aur apni sundarta par garv bhi huva… par Kamya ko laga k darwaje par iss tarah khade rehna thik nahi hai.. Kamya ne turant Aslam ko ander bulane k liye.. ek khasi khayi.. Uska dhyan apni taraf mod k baate shuru karne ka liye

– “Darwaje par hi khade rehne ka irada hai ya ander bhi ayenge AAP”
– “Are aaram se dekh to lene de…aaj to jee bhar k apni RANDI ka ras piunga main….Apni aankho se… hehehe..”

Aslam apni taqdeer par vishwaas nahi kar pa raha tha. Kahan usne Kamya ke dimaag par apna sikka jamane ke liye sharten rakhin thi par ussne to uske saamne apna poora husn hi numaish par laga diya tha.

Aslam Kamya ko koi shak nahi karvana chah raha tha… Par ye bhi sach tha ki usse kahi na kahi ye bhi lagne laga tha k Kamya bhi, aise kapde pehan kar, aaj jo hone wala hai usse anjan nahi hogi… Jo kahi na kahi sach bhi tha aur galat bhi…

Aslam ne apni baat age badhai… Baat badli jaroor thi par bolne ka tarike main Aslam ne koi badlav nahi kiya…

– “Waise ek daam maal lag rahi he tu… Ek dam mast….Bhenchod.. tu kapdo mai bhi puri nangi hi dikh rahi hai lagta hai tu doctor bankar apne mareej ke liye nahi … balki meri randi ban kar apne yaar ke liye tayyar hui hai”

Aslam ki iss tarah ki comments se Kamya thodi sharam feel kar rahi thi.. par utna nahi jitni honi chahiye thi … kyunki usse bhi to pehale se ehsas tha ki Aslam usse iss libaas me dekh kar latoo ho jayega … par usse kahi na kahi Aslam ki ye crude language acchi bhi lag rahi thi… aur uss me chupi uske husn ki tareef bhi … wo apni sharam Aslam k samne jahir nahi karna chah rahi thi…Kamya aise ek dam normal tarike se baat kar rahi thi.. mano galio ka koi astitva hi na ho… Usse koi fark hi na padta ho aisi baato se..

– “Thank you… ab aap ander bhi ayenge… Ya yahi par khade rehne ka irada hai…”
Kamya ne muskura kar pucha

– “Khada to kab se hai.. Ab to ander hi jana hai..”
Aslam ne bhi dohra javab diya…

Aslam ne Kamya ka javab aur apne man k vichar dono Kamya ko suna diye… Par Kamya ne iss javab ko shayad uss najarye se nahi dekha jaise Aslam ne bola tha…

– “Please ander aa jaiye na… koi dekh lega to … main nahi chahungi ki aapke alawa koi aur mujhe iss libaas me dekhe … mai to bas aapke liye hi taiyar hui hun aise … ”

Kamya ne apni chinta vyakt ki… aur saath hi saath Aslam ko behlana chaha taaki woh uski baat maan le jaldi se.

– “Chor saali, tu ab kisise darr mat … Main hu na yaha… Agar kisi ne tujh par najar bhi uthai to maa chod dunga uski.. fikar mat kar… Par tu itna bol hi rahi hai to ander aa hi jata hu… “

Aslam ka authorative aur concerned tone Kamya ko apni aur jyada attaract kar raha tha… Sameer ne kabhi itni confidently uski suraksha ka dilaasa nahi dia tha
Par Aslam ko apne ghar k darwaje par khada gali bolta huva sunna bhi Kamya ko accha nahi lag raha tha… ya kaho ko usse dar tha ki koi aur unhe dekh sun na le.. Kamya ka dar Aslam ki galio se aur badh raha tha.. aur na hi wo ander aa raha tha.. Kamya ne jaldi se aage badh kar Aslam ka hath pakda aur usse ghar ke ander khich liya… Aur darwaja bandh kar diya.. Darwaja bandh hote hi Kamya ne chain ki saans li.. Par Aslam k sath ghar main akele bandh darwaje k piche Kamya ko ek ajeeb si erotic feeling gherne lagi thi… Waisi hi jaisi kisi teenage GF BF ko hoti hai … ab kya hoga.

– “Are kya huva meri Randi…??? Itni bhi kya jaldi hai…?”
– “Please Aslam ander aake baate kariye na .. bahar koi dekh leta to ..”
– “Arre meri Randi hoke kaisa dar… Par koi baat nahi.. tere liye to tere iss yaar ki jaan bhi hazir hai.. “

Andar aakar Aslam bade natakiye andaaj me bola. Abhi bhi uski nazren Kamya ke badan se hatne ka naam nahi le rahin thi.

Aslam ki iss baat par Kamya muskura di.. Thodi der phir se khamoshi cha gai.. Aur Aslam ek tuk hokar besharmi seapne hont chat tey hue Kamya ko hi dekhe ja raha tha… Kamya ne baato ko aage badhane ki sochi..

– “Aise kyun mujhe tukur tukur dekh rahen hai aap…? Kaisi lag rahi hu mai… bataiye na? Aapke kahe mutabik hi hai na..?? Jaisa aapne chaha tha..?”

Kamya k muh se aap sun k Aslam ko bahot mazza aa raha tha ..
( … sali! chudte hue bhi aap aap ki rat lagaye rakhio …)

– “Lag to tu ekdam mast rahi hai… Ek dam jaisa maine socha tha.. ya shayad maine socha tha usse bhi jyada… Par pehle thik se dekhne to de…. Abhi to sirf samne se dekha hai… Puri dekhuga aur uske baad main sochunga k tu mere hisab se taiyar hui hai ya nahi..”

Aslam k javab se Kamya thodi confuse ho gai…
(Mujhe to laga tha ye mujhe dekhte hi pagal ho jayenge.. unki mang k hisab se meri taiyari ek dam thik hai.. Phir bhi abhi in ka dil nahi bhara ??!! )
Kamya ab subconciously bhi Aslam ko ijjat se bula rahi thi..

– “Matlab.. Aap kya chahte hai??”
– “Batata hu… pehle tassali se dekh to lun tera yeh najuk badan … ghoom kar dikha to apna pichwada ”
– “Nahi nahi… yahan nahi …Ek kaam karte hai sidhe clinic main hi chalte hai…wahan aap araam se sofe pe bath kar jo dekhna hai dekh lijiyega …”

Kamya ko Aslam ke itna paas khade hokar kuch jo raha tha … actually darwaja kholne k baad se hi hone laga tha … iss liye thoda hadbada kar boli. Par jo sabd uske munh se nikle unhe sun kar khud sharma gayi.

– “Jaisa tu bole.. kahin bhi dika … mujhe kya … “

Kamya ne clinic ka darwaja khola aur ander ghus gai..
Jaise hi Kamya ne apni pith Aslam ki taraf ki Aslam k muh se ek siti nikal gayi…

– ”Hai teri nangi chikni kamar … aaj kya mera katal karne ka irada hai?? Kya mast lag rahi hai tu.. ek dam kisi heroine k mafik.. wo katrina bhi tere aage chai kam pani hai…Bhenchod.. teri nangi pith dekh k to mera loda lungi se bahar ane k machal raha hai… dekh kaise tambu ban diya hai lungi ka … ha-ha-ha-ha-ha”

Aslam ki language ki bhaddi shararat ko ignore Kamya ke liye mushkil ho raha tha, par usmain chupi apne liye ki gayi tareef hi Kamya k liye mayne rakhti thi.. Aslam k tareef aur uske tareeke dono se Kamya ab thodi anandit hone lagi thi… abhi tak sabhye samaj me uthti baithti Kamya ko itni khuli tareef aur itne gande lafz ab kuch kuch acche lagne lage the …

Clinic main jate hi Kamya ne light k switch ko on kiya.. lekin kuch na huva.. Kamya ne do teen baar try kiya lekin phir bhi kuch na huva… Kamya k try k dekh kar Aslam mand mand muskura raha tha…
(Jab fuse hi nikal diya hai to light kaise chalu hogi??)

– “Lagta hai light chali gai hai…ya shayad kuch aur problem hai… Electrician ko bula leti hu..”

Aslam ye expect nahi kar raha tha… Aaj wo kisi ko apne aur Kamya k bich nahi aana dena chah raha tha… Aur waise bhi Aslam to moka hi dhund raha tha apna gussa dikhane ka..

– “Kaisa Electrician.. ?? Tera yaar lagta hai kya wo… jo bus moka dekha nahi k chali bulane..?? Saali pichli baar wo mechanic aur iss bar ye electrician..?? Kahi tune hi to light bandh nahi ki?? Taki electrician ko bulane k naam pe mujhe yaha se nikal sake.. Sali madarchod.. pata nahi kitne yaar paal rakhen hai tune…. sach sach bata.. Tu mera illaj karna to chahti hai ya yun hi dana phenk rahi hai…?”

Aslam ko dobara gussa hote dekh Kamya thodi ghabra gai..
(ye kya ho gaya.. I need to cool him down)

– “Thik hai agar aap nahi chahoge to main electrician ko nahi bulaungi.. Please aap shant ho jaiye ..Tumh…Aapke liye hi main itni taiyar hui hu… Please mujh par shak mat karo..kijiye”
– “Hmm To thik hai… koi jarorat nahi hai Electrician bilectrician ko bulane ki…. Acchi bhali roshni to aa rahi hi tere clinic main… Kon si padhai karni hai jo tujhe light chahiye…”
– “Nahi light nahi.. wo Ac ya fan bhi on nahi ho payga na… garmi lagegi aapko”
– “Meri garmi ki itni fikar hai tujhe… Garmi to nikal hi jaygi… Kahi tu garam mat ho jana… aur waise bhi hum garib logo ko garmi jhelne ki adat hai… tu kuch der bina Ac ya fan k reh bhi legi to kon si garmi se pighal jaygi…?!”
– “Ji thik hai jaisa aap bolo… agar aapko chalega to mujhe bhi chalega”

Bolne ko to Kamya ne bol diya tha.. par hamesha se AC main rahi Kamya k liye garmi sehna bolne jitna aasan nahi tha… par woh Aslam ko gussa bhi nahi karana chahati thi.

Kamya ko garmi kuch zyada hi lag rahi thi … kyunki clinic me aate hi usse parson din ki Aslam se saath hui chooma chaati yaad aa gayi.

(… uss din inhone ne mujhe kaise apni majboot bahon me pakad kar masla tha … mai to pagal si ho gayi thi jab inhone apni moti ungli andar ghusedi thi … kitna ragda tha mujhe apni ungli se hi … badmash hain bahut … kuch bhi lehaz nahi kiya tha ki mai ek doctor hun, bas ek aurat ki tarah treat kia tha mujhe … aur mai bhi to kitni uttejit ho gai thi unke choote hi … kaise pighal si gayi thi inki bahon me … madhosh ho gayi thi inke chumban se … uff … kaise jibh choos choos kar choomte hain … poora munh inke thook se gila ho gaya tha … aur mai to bas chipak hi gay thi inse … jab mera release hua tha … ab aaj phir aa gaye hain issi kamre me … bas mai aur ye … aur aaj to mera badan poori numaish par hai … jaroor fadfada raha hoga inka lungi me … kaise bole the .. ki tambu ban agay hai … hi-hi-hi-hi … gandi baate karna to koi inse seekhe … tambu … meri to himmat hi nahi ho rahi hai udhar dekhne ki … agar sacchi me tambu hua to … mai to sharam se mar hi jaungi … kya karenge yeh aaj mere saath … kya me inko control kar paungi … dress hi aisi paehani hai maine … koi napunsak me bhi jaan aa jaye mujhe dekh kar .. aur ye to poore mard hain … uff … kaise bachaoungi me ajj apne app ko inse … mushkil hai … par thoda to karne dena padega na … nahi to rooth jayenge … shayad jyada na mana karun to illaj bhi thik hoga … pichli baar to mana karne ka mauka hi nahi mila … jaise hi god mmai baithi thi, ye shuru ho gaye the … kitne utavle the … to aaj to aur bhi jyada karenge na … kyun pehani maine yeh dress … sab Sameer ki vajah se hai … agar woh meri insult nahi karta uss alice ke saath so kar … to kya mujhe apni sundarta ki numaish karni padti doosron ke saamne … ab to bhugatna padega Sameer tumhe apni bewafai ka nateeja … aaj tumhari thukrai hui bivi ko ek doosra mard hi batayega – feel karayga – ki woh wastav me kitni sundar hai …)

yeh sab soch kar Kamya garam bhi hoti ja rahi thi aur ek anjaane darr se ghir bhi gayi thi. Upar se AC aur fan dono band the. Aisa lag raha tha ki bukhar chad raha ho. Excitement aur darr ke karan uski twacha par paseene ki shine aa gayi thi. Poora badan paseene ki nami aur andar uth rahe khumaar se bhaari bhaari sa lagne laga tha. Clinic ki kam roshni me bhi Kamya ek sulagte angare ki tarah chamak rahi thi.

Aslam ko yahi to chahiye tha.. Pasine main lath path Kamya ka gora jism… Jab Aslam pehli baar Kamya ko raste main lift di thi aur ussne kamya ko pasine se bhiga huva dekha tha .. to jo excitement kamya k pasine se bhige roop ne usse di thi wo yaad kar ke hi Aslam ne tay kar liya tha k pehli chudai mai to usse ussi roop mai Kamya chahiye… Beshak Kapde na ho uske jism par par Pasina to chahiye hi

Aslam bhi clinic k andar aa gaya.. usse apne kareeb pa kar Kamya thodi piche hat gai… Aslam ne apni shirt darwaje k pass pade sofe per fek di.. Gandi jalidar baniyan main se Aslam ki chati k baal najar aa rahe the… kale safed balo ka jungal sa ug raha tha us par … chaudi saand si chati par, bhari bharkam kandhon aur bajuon par … Kameez phenk kar Aslam thoda aur aage badha.. Kamya thoda aur piche khiski… Aslam ka reaction dekh k wo decide nahi kar paa rahi thi k wo kya kare… aar apne normal reaction ko wo change nahi kar sakti thi… abhi to pehli baar tha…

Aslam piche hata aur sofe pe jaa ke beth gaya…Kamya ne thodi chain k saans li… Kamya k dimag aab bhi soch raha tha ki shuru kahan se kare… bethe bethe to usne bhot se plan banaye the, par practical main dimag utna sath nahi de raha tha… specially Aslam ka majboot kala mota badan apne saamne paa kar …

(… kaise saand ki tarah phail ke baith gayen hain ye … dekhne se hi lagta hai ki bahut dam hai inme … mote hain to kya hua … iss umar me to mard log mote ho hi jaate hain … par kahin bhi inpar thulthuli charbi nahi chadi hai … jo kuch bhi hai ek dam patthar ki tarah sakht hai … maine chu kar ehsas kia hai inka yeh majboot badan … jab me inki god me baith kar inse lipti hui thi …)

Aslam ki moujoodgi mai Kamya apne man par ankush nahi laga pa rahi thi … jitan woh Aslam ko ek patient ke nazariye se dekhna chahati thi, utna hi … baar baar uska man Aslam ki taraf, uski takat aur majbooti ki taraf, uske saath bitaye un meethe sansanikhej lamho ki taraf hi daudta tha.

Aslam sofe k bicho bich beth gaya aur apne hatho k sofe k back rest par faila dia.. mano ghar ka malik wo hi ho…

– “ha to hum kya baat kar rahe the… tere clinic main ghusne se pehle”
– “Wo Electrician ki…“
– “Are wo nahi.. Teri taiyari k bare main.. ”

Aslam ko Kamya k muh se hi bulwane main maja aa raha tha.. wo bhi tab jab kamya khud bolne se sharma rahi ho…
Kamya bhi samajh chuki thi k Aslam kya chahta hai… Kamya na chahte hue bhi aab ek docter k tarah se kam aur ek aurat ki tarah samajhne lagi thi.

– “Wo aap dekhna chahte the k main aap k mang k hisab se thik se taiyar hui hu ya nahi…”
– “Accha… Chal bata meri mange kya thi?”
– “Wo main..”
– “Ha tu.. meri randi.. Bata na”

Kamya ko bahot sharam aa rahi thi..Aslam k mango k hisab se taiyar hona aur wo apne muh se explain karna dono alag alag baate thi.. aur dusri jyada mushkil thi… Par Kamya na to har manne walo main se thi.. nahi wo Aslam ko naraj ya mayus karna chaha rahi thi..

– “wo aap ne kaha tha k meri saree ek trasnsparent honi chahiye… to yeh dekhiye yeh saree transparent hai na …”
– “Hmmm.. Wo to hai.. chal ye to sahi hai..Teri saree main se mujhe tera pura badan dikh raha hai… ab dusra..?”
– “Dusra mera blouse backless ho…aur aage se deep neck ho… Aur meri is choti si choli me … na … na to …back hai aur na hi front … bus do dhaagon se bandhi hai”.

yeh kehate hue Kamya ke gaal sharam se laal ho gaye the.
Kamya apne humiliation ko thoda english words use kar k kam karne ka try kar rahi thi…

– “Jara piche ghum to… abhi maine tere pichwadeko thik se nahi dekha…”

Kamya thodi jhijak k saath piche ghum gai…
– “Ek dam mast..Tune to ummeed se bhi badh kar kaam ko anjam diya hai…Pith dikhni chahiye bola tha.. tune puri pith hi nangi kardi..tere mamme dikhne chahiye bola to tune unhe bhi takriban nanga hi kar diya…. wah meri Randi.. kya bhara huva sina hai tera aur kya chikni pith hai teri.. hai… kya mast rand lag rahi hai tu.. Chal ab wapas ghum ja”

Kamya Aslam k kahe mutabik wapis ghum gai.. Kamya ka badan garmi, aur nervousness k mare pasina chodne laga tha.. choti choti passene ki boonde ab uske badan par nazar aane lagin thi … aur clinic ke mahoul me ek a ajeeb si khumaari aane lagi thi …

– “Waise maanna padega… wade ki ekdam pakki hai tu…Jaisa bola waise hi kiya tune.. Bhenchod.. agar aise hi tujhe koi bahar rasto par dekhle to wahin patak ke thok de tujhe Par iss main ek kami hai..”

– “Kami..? wo kya bhala?”
Kamya ne Aslam se tareef k baad ye sunna expect nahi kiya tha..

Aslam ne apni shirt uthai aur uski jeb main se paper main pack kiya huva ek packet nikala… Paper aslam ne fad k fek diya.. usmain ek gajara tha… mogre k safed phulo ka gajara… Mogre k phulo k bhini bhini khusboo se kamra thoda bhar sa gaya…

– “Ye.. Tere liye laya hu… bilkool waisa jaise apni dono biwio k liye le jata tha… ab jab tu b meri sharte maan rahi hai aur mujhe pati ka darza de rahi hai.. to mai bhi tujhe biwi ke adhikaar dunga … Chal aaja mere paas, main hi laga deta hu tere balo main… … dekh saali, un dono ne to dhoka de diya mujhe, tu mut aisa kario … nahi to mai kahin ka nahi rahunga … bahut umeed lejkar aya hu tere pass … ki tu mujhe nayi jindagi degi … bol… degi na …”,
Aslam ne Kamya par emotioanl teer chalaya.

AUr teer theek nishaane par jake laga. Aslam ki gift ko dekh kar Kamya bhi emotinal si ho gai…
(Iss insaan ki language chahe crude hi sahi.. par ye meri kitni fikra karta hai… aur ek woh Sameer hai … kabhi mere liye aaj tak ek phool bhi nahi laya… Kyn lata bhala… usse to bas un gorio main interest hai… )

Waise to ab Kamya bhi khud chahati thi ki Aslam uske balo main gajara lagaye… pichle wakye ki soch kar Aslam ke paas baithne se thoda jhijhak rahi thi … kuch kuch sharma rahi thi. thodi der apni jagah par hi khadi rahi. Uski jhijhak mehsoos karte hi Aslam ko phir se gussa dikhane ka mauka mil gaya.
– “Haramzaadi … kutiya … mere paas aane se teri maa chud jayegi kya … bhenchod … jitna mai tera khayal rakhne ki sochta hun … tu utna hi bhav khati hai … saali kutiya … tang aa gaya hum mai tere nakhron se … saali randi … chupchap aake baithti hai ki nahi …”.

Aslam ka chera gusse se tamtamne laga (maanna padega, acting kitni acting acchi kar leta hai hamra Aslam). Kamya usse dekh kar bilkul sakpaka gayi. Waise bhi uska man har taraf se vichilit tha – Sameer ki bewafai, pichli chooma-chaati ki gudgudi yaaden, uske apne sanskaar, aur uski apni angdayi leti hui chupi icchayen, aur unke oopar Aslam ke gussa hone se uski nakamyaabi ki jhalak – sab mila kar Kamya hi halat acchi nahi thi.

– “… nahi nahi … please … dekhiye gussa mat hoyie … please … mai … mai mana to nahi kar rahi hun na … please … mujhe thoda time to dijiye …”

– “teri maa ko chodun … bhenchod … mai koi faltu baitha hun yahan … kuttiya ki aulaad … nakhre to aise kar rahi jaise koi sati savitri ho … sali … randi ke mafik aadhi nangi khadi hai aur bhenchod mujhe apni fazul ki bakchodi me phasana chahati hai … randi ki pilli … ghar bulaane ka shouk hai tujhe … phone pr to bahut bolti hai … ab gussa hone ka mauka nahi dungi … theek se illaj karoongi … sab kuch karoongi jo aap chahate ho … aur jab mai sala bewakoof … betichod sala … loda latkaye tere ghar aata hun to kutiya ko paas baithne me bhi takleef ho rahi hai … sala mai hi bewakoof that jo socha … chal bechaari randi akeli hogi … koi poonchne wala nahi hoga … sali ka dil behlaane apne khoon paseene ki kamai se uske liye gajra lekar jata hun … jab aaj woh mujhe khus karne wali hai to mai bhi usse thoda khush kar doon … paas aane ko bola to haramzadi mana karti ha … tujhe chodne k liye thodi paas bula raha hun abhi … to sali gajra pehanne se aanakaani kyun kar rahi hai … mere khoon paseene ki bejati kari hai tune … sali do takae ki randi … kya samajhti hai tu apne aap ko…”

… … … aur “TADAAK” apni hi acting me kho kar, taish me aa kar Aslam ne Kayma ke gal par ek jordaar jhapad maar diya.

Ek cheek ke saath Kamya jhapad ke waar se ladkhadati hui sofe par ja giri. Uska pallu neech zameen par latak raha tha … Kamya ka poora dhad us choti si choli ke cups ke alwa nanga tha … aur lambi lambi saanse lene ki wajah se uske dono boobs upar neeche hote nazar aa rahe the … Kamya to iss halat mae dekh kar Aslam ka lauda akadne lada aur uski lungi me ban hua ubhar ab wakayi tambu ka akaar lene laga tha …

(bhenchod … kahin jyada to nahi kar diya maine … par ab mujhse bardaash nahi hota … jo ho gaya so ho gaya … dekhte hain kya bolti hai … uske mutabik sambhaloonga isse … waise bhi jab se aya hun dekh raha hun ki kuch ukhdi-ukhdi hui hai … meri wajah se to nahi ho sakti … nahi to sali aisa libaas nahi pehanti … mere saamne aadhi nangi ho kar aane ka ek hi matlab hai … ki sali khud bhi chahati hai mujhse karwana … itni bholi bhi nahi hai jo na smajhti ho is tarah se akele mard se milne ka matlab … kuch aur baat hai … jo bhi ho … bachegi nahi aaj … sali ki jawani acche se nichod kar hi dam loonga … par ab isse sambhalan hai … pata karta hun kyo udas dikh rahi hai … theek se sambhal liya to sali khud hi haath me pakad kar andar dalwayegi … bhenchod Aslam tune kabhi itta bada khel nahi khela … lele ab jindagi ke maje …)

Udhar Kamya thapad kha kar poori tarah se baukhla gayi … thapad ki maar se aankho me pani bhar aya … usse darr bhi lag raha tha … aur kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha ki yeh kya ho gaya …
(… oh no … meri lakh koshishon ke bawajood ye gusse se bhar gayen hai … kitne jatan ke saath apne ko sajaya sanwara tha inke liye … sab matti palit kar dia meri jhijhak ne … kyon nahi gayi mai unke pass unke bulaane par … kitna soch kar phool laye the mere liye … baalon me lagana hi to chahate the … ab kya hoga …)

Iss samay Kamya ki mansik stithi ajeeb si ho rahi thi … Aslam jaise neeche darje ke aadmi se apne hi ghar me thapad kha kar Aslam par gussa aane k bajay usse Aslam ke gusse ka khayal hi tha … darr apni hifajat ke bajay Aslam ke gusse me chale jaane ka tha … apne ko hi pjir se kasurwar maan kar uske jeahn me bas ek hi khayal tha … kisi bhi tarah Aslam ko jaane se rokna hai … usse shant karna hai … chahe usse iske liye koi bhi keemat deni pade … chahe apne husn ka istimaal karna pade … Usman ki baat usse yaad thi … par apni haisiyat bhool gayi thi … poori tarah Aslam uske dimaag par haabi ho gaya tha.

– “… please, mujhe maaf kar dijiye … mujh se bhool ho gayi phir se … kya karun … koshish to poori kar rahi hun … par baar baar galti kar baithti hun … please app apna gussa thook dijiye … aise gusse me mat jaiye … mai aapka mood thik kardoongi … aapko khush karke hi bhejungi … aise gusse me nahi … please … dekhiye koshish ki hai na maine abhi tak … apne aap ko aapke liye sajaane ke liye … dekhiye … aapne jaise kapde pehanne ko bola tha … waise hi pehanne hai maine … dekhiye … aise cchod kar mat jaiye … please … mujhe maaf karke mujhe apne haathon se gajra pehna dijiye … please … Zoya ke abbu … mujh se khafa mat hoiye …”
usmaan ki baat dimaag me rakh ke Kamya ne apna badan upar ko ubhara … jaise numaish me pesh kar rahi ho. yeh bhi nahi soch ki woh kar kya rahi hai.

(abbe … bhenchod … bhen ki lodi to pagla gayi hai lagta hai bol to aise rahi ho jaise mai sach me iska khasam hun … mujhe kya … sali apna jism khud paros rahi hai to mai kyun peeche rahu … sali ko jhapad kha kar bhi akal nahi aayi … accha hi hua … chud kar report nahi kara payegi ab … sala pehale se pata hota to aaj se pehale hi thapad raseed diya hota … khair ab to loot le maje sale jitha loot sakta hai … aisi hasin kaniz kahan milegi tujhe … ab to beta savari karne ke liye kamar kas le aur kood pad maidaan me).

Aslam apne hairaani ko chupa kar, acting karte hue bola
– “Dekh … maine tujhe pehale hi bola tha … kisi baat ke liye mana mat kario … dekh liya meri baat na maanne ka anjaam … par tune mujhe ijjat di hai Zoya ke abbu bulakar … to tujhe maaf kar raha hun … tujhe to pata hai ki mai aurat se ijjat ka kitna pyaasa hun … chal uth kar baith ab acchi randi ki tarah … tera yaar tere baalon me garjra bandhega”.

Aslam ne aage bhad kar Kamya ki nangi banha thami aur usse baithne me madad ki … aur uske peeche Kamya se lagbhag chipak kar baith gaya. Kamya ka ek haat abhi bhi uske gaal par tha jahan jhapad pada tha.
Aslam ne apne hatho se Kamya k balo main gajara dala…Gajara dalte waqt Aslam ki najar Kamya ki nagi pith par hi thi… jis par pasine ki boonde dikh rahi thi… jo Kamya k nange pan ko aur bhi jyada sexy bana raha tha…
Aslam ne Kamya k lambe balo ko pakad kar Kamya k balo k right kandhe se age ki taraf kar diya.. ab Kamya ki puri pith uske samne nangi thi… bas blouse ki dori jo pith pe thi aur ek knot jo uske gale ke piche thi jis per uske mangalsutra ki dori bhi thi dikh rahi thi….

Aslam ne Kamya k left Kandhe per Kiss kiya. Kamya k muh se ek aaah nikal gai… Aslam ki dadi ka ehsaas hote hi Kamya sharma si gai… kho si gai.. Aslam ne ek aur kiss ki par iss bar jaise uske kandhe ko muh me lene ki koshish ki… iss vajah se Kamya ka kandha Aslam ki thook se thoda gila ho gaya…par maja aur eroticness ka jo ehsaas iss kiss se huva wo usse pehli baar huva tha

Aslam ne bhi Kamya k gal par se uske haath ko hataya.. aur Kamya ko piche khicha aur uske gaal par bhi ek kiss kiya.. Kamya ki ankhe bandh ho gai…Iss waqt Aslam ka hath Kamya k ek baju ko pakde huye tha aur dusra hath Kamya ki Kamar ke upar ghum raha tha… uski naram naram gori kamar ka ehsaas ek dam makhmali tha…Kamya bhi iss ehsaas se anchui nahi thi…

Jab Aslam Kamya ke galo ko chu raha tha to uski najar Kamya boobs par ja rahi thi jo piche aur Kamya k piche mude hone ki wajah se usse uper ka view de rahe the… jisse wo aur bhi sexy lag rahe the… Dono gool boobs ek dusre ko daba rahe the.. aur unke bich ek gehri si khai ki lakeer ja rahi thi…Aslam ka lund uss najare par apni tedhi najar dal kal Kamya ke galo ko kiss kiye jaa raha tha… aur sath hi uske hath Kamya k badan ko sehla rahe the.
Aslam Kamya k gale, gaal aur kandhe ko kiss karte karte bol raha tha…
– “Kyun aisa kuch karti hai ki mujhe <kiss> gussa aa jay… tere jesi pari pe hath utha kar mujhe bhi accha nahi lagta <kiss>… lekin gusse main mujhe kuch <kiss> samajh nahi ata… ese waqt par mujhe sirf meri <Kiss> biwiyan hi sambhal payi hai <kiss> aaj tak.. aaj tune bhi <kiss>wo kar dikhaya… aab mujhe thoda thoda yakeen hone laga hai <kiss> ki tu mera illaj kar payegi..”
Kamya kahi na kahi Aslam ki kiss main ek ajeeb sa maja le rahi thi.. Kabhi kabhar aisa maja usse Sameer k sath bhi aya tha jab Sameer ne usse bhi kandho par ya gale par kiss ki thi… sex se pehle… Par Aslam ke khurdare hoth aur dadhi ki chubhan usse ehsaas dila rahe the ki ye uske sameer nahi hai… aur sameer ka khayal aate hi Kamya thodi si present main aa gai…
Kamya ko laga jaise wo Sameer ko dhokha de rahi hai… Par achanak use Sameer ke dhokhe(?) ka bhi khayal aya… Par uske sanskar usse jo chij galat hai wo karne ki choot nahi de rahe the.. aur accha lagne ke bawjood wo ekdamse thoda uncomfartable feel karne lagi.. Dil usse thoda bhari bhari feel hone laga….

Kamya ne apna hath dhire se Aslam ke hatho se chudaya aur phir Aslam ke galo par apna hath le ja kar usse piche hath ne ka isshara kiya… Aslam ne bhi kya baat hai janne ke liye kiss ko to rok diya… par uske hatho ne Kamya ko masalna chalu rakha…

– “Please Aslam…ab bas bhi kijiye.. YE thik nahi hai..”
– “Kya thik nahi hai… Hum galat bhi kya kar rahe hai… Ek pappi hi to hai..”
– “Ye main aapke sath… Please main samajh nahi paa rahi hu… Sameer ne jo kiya uske baad mujhe ye jyada hi galat lag raha hai…”
Kamya k bato ko sun k Aslam ka dimag thanka..(Ohh..to ye uss chutiye ki wajah se gumsum lag rahi hai… sale ne mera kaam aur assan kar diya… Ab agar maine thikse uske taraf ke gusse ko kaam main liya to ye apne aap meri ho jaygi)

– “Kyun ?? kya kiya uss gandu ne?”
Kamya ko laga k ghar ki baate hai aur Aslam bahar wala hai.. usse share nahi karni chahiye aur ussne baate ghumani chahi…

– “Nahi unhone kuch nahi kiya.. wo bas… aise hi…”
Kamya ne baat ghumane ke liye khadi huyi aur Aslam ke liye nasta lene jane lagi… Khade hote hi ussne apni sadi ka pallu thik kiya…
– “Main tu…Aap ke liye nasta le ke aati hu…”
Aslam ne bhi Kamya ka hath pakad liya aur usse jate huye rok liya

– “Nasta gaya maa ki chut main…aab bata bhi… sala main aya tab se dekh raha hu tu thodi gumsum hai… aab bata bhi de…”
Kamya batana bhi chahti thi aur nahi bhi… Aslam ne Kamya ke chehre par confusion dekh liya… Usne Kamya ke dil ko tatolne ke liye phir se bola..
– “Bol bhi de.. Sali lagta hai tu abhi bhi mujhe apna dost nahi samjhti….bhenchod… main to tujhe apni dost samjh ke aya tha… ek dost ko hi koi apne dil ki baat bata sakta hai… sala lagta hai tune mujhe apna dost samjha hi nahi… Madarchod… Jab main yaha aya to maine tujhe Randi keh kar bulaya… kyun??? Kyun ki ek dost dusre ko kuch bhi bol sakta hai… iss liye main bhi tujhe dil se kuch bhi bol de raha hu… maine tujh par hath bhi uthaya… kyun:? Kyun ki main tujhe dost samajhta hu… warna kisi gair pe main kya hath utha sakta hu bhala… maine ilaj shuru hone se pehle hi tujhe bola tha ki main apne dost ke samne hi khul paunga… maine to tujhe dost maan liya.. par shayad tune mujhe dost nahi mana… iss ka matlab tujhe main jo ye randi bulata hu… gandi gandi galiya de raha hu wo bhi tujhe pasand nahi hoga na…. matlab tu abhi tak sirf dikhava kar rahi thi… kyun hai na??? “

Aslam ek saans main itna sab kuch bol gaya… par ussne Kamya ko emotional kar ke usse sach ugalwane ka jo rasta socha tha wo kaam kar gaya… Aur Kamya jo ki pehle se hi khud ko akela mehsoos kar rahi thi wo Aslam ki shakal main usse jo ek dost mila hai usske dur hone ka wo seh nahi paa rahi thi… Pata nahi kyun wo chah rahi thi ki Aslam uske pass rahe… uski maujudgi usse ek security ki aur relaxation ki feeling de rahi thi… jisse wo khona nahi chah rahi thi… Wo apne par ilzam lagta dekh kar khud ko rok na saki… wo Aslam ko rokna chahti thi… kisi bhi kimat par… Wo aslam ko yakeen dilana chahti thi ki wo jo soch raha hai wo galat hai…

– “Nahi nahi.. Aslam aisa bilkool nahi hai…”
– “Accha.. to sahi kya hai…bata mujhe”
– “Wo wo.. darasal..”
– “Sali batati hai k nahi…madarchod”
Ye sunte hi Kamya ka ek hath apne app apne gaal par aa gaya.

Aslam ki bato aur garmi ki wajah se Kamya ka badan paseene se bhigne laga tha… ek alag si chamak de raha tha ye pasina uske badan ko…
Sath hi Aslam bhi ab pasine se bhig raha tha… Kamya aur uske pasine ki khusboo mahol ko aur bhi erotic bana rahe the…..
– “Accha to tujhe jara bhi bura nahi lagta jab main tujhe Randi kehta hu??”

Kamya ne kuch soch ke kaha
– “Ji bilkool nahi…”
– “Accha to chal khadi ho ja…”

Kamya bina kuch soche khadi ho gai…
– “Ab bol main Randi hu….”

Kamya ke liye ye ab koi nayi baat nahi thi, par abhi jo mud uska tha usmain ye bolna thoda mushkil tha… par agar na bole to Aslam ke bura man jane ka khatara tha…
– “Main Ra… Mujhse nahi hoga”

– “Sali natak mat kar… dekh mujhe saboot chahiye tu sach main mera illaj karna chahti hai…. Tujhe meri galiyon se jara bhi bura nahi lagta.. Mujhe tay karna hai ki tujhe galiyon se hi jara bhi bura nahi lagta…Samjhi… Aisa samjha ye uss saza ka hissa hai jo main tujhe dena chahta tha… aur jiske liye tune bhi hami bhari thi… apni bahen ki kasam kha kar… to ye to tujhe pura karna hi padega”
– “Saza??”
– “Ha Saza… Wo hi saza jo tune mujhe TU kehkar bulane par apni galti maan kar manjoor ki thi… aur bola tha ki main apki har baat manungi… Yaad aya…??”
– “Ji”
Kamya to SAZA ke bare main bhul hi gai thi.. par ab wo piche nahi hat sakti thi… Agar ab wo mukar jaygi to Aslam ka bharosa us par se uth jayga… Aslam uski koi bhi baat ka kabhi bharosa nahi karega.. Jo uske illaj main adchan ban sakti thi… Kamya ne thoda socha aur tay kiya ki wo Aslam ki haar baat manegi… Khud ke dukh ko bhulake Aslam ko khus karna hai… Uska illaj karna hai(?)

– “To ab Khadi ho ja aur apni Saza sun aur puri kar…”
– “Ji.. Bataiye kya hai meri saza… Bas ye bolna meri saza hai?”
– “Sirf bolna nahi… Puri saza abhi batata hu… Pehle thik se mere samne khadi ho ja”
Aslam wapis sofe pe ja ke beth gaya..
– “Ab bol main Randi hu…”
– “Main Randi Hu..”
– “Bol.. Main Aslam ki Randi hu… Wo mera malik hai”
– “Main Aslam ki Randi hu… Wo mera malik hai”
Kamya ne kuch zizak aur himmat ke sath bol diya..

– “Kya tu sach main Randi hai?”
– “Ha”
– “To sabit kar…”
Kamya kuch samajh nahi pai…
– “Kya matlab?”
– “Matlab .. ye ki jo tune bola wo sabit kar… “
– “Wo kaise”
– “Mera lund chuske”
Ye bolke Aslam ne apna hath apne lund pe ghumaya…
Aslam ko bhi ab lag raha tha ki ab khul ke samne aane ka waqt aa chuka hai.. abhi issko gol gol baate nahi sidhi baate hogi…
– “Chii.. Wo main kaise kar sakti hu… Ye aap kya chah rahe hai… ye kaisi saza hai..”
Aslam janta tha… Kamya sidhe sidhe ha nahi kahegi… Par kahi na kahi wo samajh gaya tha ki Kamya na bhi nahi kahegi… Kahi na kahi wo bhi Aslam ke sath ye sab karna chah rahi thi… Wo bas apni sharm ko nahi chod paa rahi thi…

Aslam Kamya k expression se samajh paa raha tha ki wo kya chah rahi thi.. Par wo sharma rahi thi… aur uski baato main jo jhijak thi usse pata chal raha tha ki wo bas sharma rahi hai… par agar thik se handle kiya gaya to wo khud se hi usska lund chusegi… Par shayad Aslam ke direct approch se wo ghabra gai hai… Itni jaldi aur sidha sidha ussne ye expect nahi kiya hoga na… to confuse bhi hogi ki kya bole…!!
(Isse thoda sambhal ke dabana padega…)

– “Are main to majak kar raha tha… “

Aslam ne ek kamini muskaan ke sath kaha… Aslam ki akhari baat sun kar Kamya bhi thodi relax ho gai.. Par phir Aslam ki agli baat se wo relaxation wapis chali gai…

– “Are par ek kaam to tujhe karna hi padega… jisse mujhe yakin ho jay ki tu mere bartav se gussa nahi hai… Meri galiya tujhe pasand hai… Aur tune ye jo kapde pehne hai mere liye pehan ke tujhe koi ghutan nahi ho rahi hai… Koi be-maan se nahi pehne hai tune…”
– “Nahi nahi… Aslam maine ye kapde jara bhi be-maan se nahi pehne hai… mujhe to pasad hai aise kapde pehenna… Main to kai baar aise kapde pehenti hu…”
– “Accha to tu aise kapde pehanti hi hai… aise kapde jisme jism dikhe aise kapde pehana tujhe pasand hai…?”
– “Ha ha bilkool.. Waise bhi aise kapde aaj kal ki fashion main hai… Usse modern kapde kehte hai… ye bhi ek modern sari hai so thodi exposing hai..”

Kamya apni aur se full try kar rahi thi ki Aslam ko yakeen dila sake ki aise kapde pehanna uske liye ekdam normal hai… aur usse kuch bhi uncomfertable nahi lag raha hai…

Lekin Aslam bahot acche se samajh raha tha ki Kamya jo bhi bol rahi hai usse fuslane ke liye bol rahi hai.. Taki usse bura na lage… Kamya sach main utni comfertable nahi thi jitna wo bata rahi thi… Aur iss wajah se Aslam ko Kamya se ye baat karne main aur bhi maja aa raha tha… Aise wo Kamya ko jyada asani se open kar sakta tha…

– “Par mujhe lag raha hai tu jhoot bol rahi hai…Lagta hai ki tu aise kapde kabhi nahi pehanti hogi…”
– “Nahi Aslam main bilkool jhoot nahi bol rahi… aise kapde main kai dafa pehanti hu… warna aap hi batao.. mere pass ye saree kaise hoti? Main to isse bhi jyada expose wale kapde pahenti hu…”

Kamya thodi josh main aake kuch jyada hi jhoot bol gai.. Aslam ne bhi isse thoda aur jyada khichne ki sochi…

– “Accha to ye bata ki aaj tak main tune sab se jyada badan dikhane wala kya pehna hai..?? Bahar… ghar main nahi”

Aslam ke iss saval se Kamya soch main pad jati hai… Aisa nahi tha ki usne exposing kapde pehle kabhi nahi pehne the… Par uske kapde kabhi jyada exposing nahi the…Ha ek baar college main kuch dosto ke force main usne mini skirt pehan li thi… jo kafi choti thi… Jismain wo bahot uncomfertable thi.. Aur uss wajah se hi usne phir kabhi short kapde jyada nahi pehne… kamse kam public main to bahot kam.. Apni college ki baat yaad ate hi Kamya ne Aslam ko wahi batane ka maan bana liya .. taki baat banani na pade aur jhoot bhi na bolna pade…
Kamya ne kuch socha aur phir thodi himmat kar ke.. Thoda open hone ka try kar ke bol diya

– “Sabse chota maine ek baar Mini skirt pehna tha…”
– “Mini skirt??? Wo kya hota hai..?”

Aslam ko bhi aisi bato main ab maja aa raha tha.. wo bhi tab jab Kamya hi jyada comfertable nahi thi tab uska maan aur bhi jyada maja le raha tha iss baat ka..

– “Wo wo…”

Bolne ko to bol diya par… Mini skirt kya hota hai.. wo samjhana koi aasan kam nahi tha… Wo bhi sharmili Kamya ke liye…

– “Ha ha bata… hota kya hai ye mini saakart…? Dikhta kaisa hai??”
– “Wo ek chota frock type hota hai…”
– “Frock?? Wo jo choti choti bacchiya pehanti hai…wahi na?? Par wo tumne bachpan main pehna hoga… main to tumhare javani ki baat kar raha hu…”

Aslam jan bujh kar anjan hone ka dhong kar raha tha…
– “Ha .. main bhi meri javani ki hi baat kar rahi hu…”
– “Phir usmain kya… Frock hoga to wo teri size ke hisab se hi hoga na…

Usmain kya dikhta hoga..? Meri betiyan bhi pehanti thi.. main janta hu frock kya hota hai… Kuch nahi dikhta usmain..”

Aslam ke muh par saval ko puchte samay ek kamini muskan thi… Kamya iss muskan ko dekh rahi thi.. par shayad samajh na nahi chah rahi thi.. ya shayad himmat nahi juta paa rahi thi ki wo Aslam ke samne bol de ke wo usske sath aisi baat na kare..

Kahi na kahi Kamya bhi samajh rahi thi ki Aslam shayad usse ye saab baate jan bujh kar bulva raha hai.. par shayad apni iss soch par Kamya ko khud yakeen nahi tha.. aur wo without confidence Aslam ko kuch bolne ki himmat nahi juta paa rahi thi… Darasal Aslam ka thappad khane ke baat wo confidence aane par bhi Aslam ke samne muh shayad na khol pay… Ek dar sa beth gaya tha uske dil main…Aslam ka.. Aur issi liye wo Aslam ke har saval ka javab dena chah rahi thi… Aud dar ke alawa bhi usse ek ajeeb si excitement feel ho rahi thi aisi baate karene par ..

Upar se Aslam ne apni betiyon ka example de ke Kamya ko thodi shock bhi kar diya tha.. Koi apni betiyon ke bare main kaise aisa kuch soch sakta hai…

Par Shaya Kamya nahi janti thi ki Aslam sirf soch se hi nahi… sach main ghatiya insaan hai… Kamya khud uske liye beti ki umar ki thi… Par Aslam ki najar main wo bas apni havas mitane ka jariya thi… Uske lund ki aag ko thanda karne ka tarika…

Kahi na kahi Kamya iss gandi soch ki vajah ko Aslam ki bimari maan rahi thi.. Aur aisi baat ko soch ke usse ye feel hota hai ki Aslam ko thik karna kitna jaroori hai… Aur isse Kamya main ek naya josh bhar jata hai… Usse ab kisi bhi keemat main Aslam ko thik karna tha… Aur iske liye usse Aslam ko gussa nahi hone dena tha.. aur uske liye usse Aslam ki har baat maani thi… Usse thik se study karna tha.. uski soch ko samajhna tha.. Thoda mushkil tha… par wo kar sakti hai aisa use vishwash tha.. Bas ye josh aate hi Kamya ek nayi urja ke sath baat ko aage badhati hai.. Aslam ki baat ka javab dene ke liye

– “Ye sahi hai Aslam .. Par main Frock nahi mini skirt ki baat kar rahi hu… mini ka matlab hi chota hota hai.. samjhe…Mini skirt matlab.. chota sa skirt…”
– “Ohh.. accha.. par kitna chota…tha tera saakart?”
– “Wo.. Kafi chota tha… Mere ghutno ke upar khatam ho jata tha…”

Kamya bhi kisi dost se baat kar rahi ho aise baate kar rahi thi…Apni baate share kar rahi thi..

– “Accha.. Ghutno ke upar matlab.. kitna upar ?? Jara apne hatho se to bata bhenchod.. kitna chota..”

Aslam ki baato main bhi aab excitement dikh rahi thi..wo khud ko sofe par adjust karta hai aur Kamye ke samne hi apne lund pe ek baar hath ghumata hai… jaise ki wo khuja raha ho..
(Sali se aisi baate karne main hi itna maja aa raha hai.. to pata nahi jab isski narm gori aur tight choot main jab main apna sakht kala aur mota lund dalunga tab kitna maja ayaga… Sali ko jaleel karne ka bhi apna hi maja hai..)

Kamya bhi aisi baato se excite feel kar rahi thi.. usse maja bhi aa raha tha aur dar bhi lag raha tha…Sharm bhi aa rahi thi.. aur dil kar raha tha ki sari sharm chod de…WO khud samajh nahi paa rahi thi ke usse aisi baate kaise acchi lag rahi hai… kyun lag raha hai ki aisi baate aur ho.. Aslam usse aur bhi kuch aisa puche jo usse pehle kabhi kisi ne nahi pucha.. jisska javab shayad wo kisi aur ko dene ke baremain soch bhi na sake.. sivay apne mard ke(Sameer ya Aslam!!).. Aur aslam ko excite dekh kar bhi usse maja aa raha tha…

Kamya ne apna hath apne ghutno aur chut ke bich se thoda upar ki aur rakha..

– “Itna.. aur upar ka top bhi iss blouse ki tarah backless aur sleeveless tha..”

Apne skirt ki size dikhane ke liye usse thoda jhukna pada.. aur iss wajah se uski saree ka pallo niche gir gaya… Kamya ke dress ko imagine kar ke aur usse boobo ko dekh ke Aslam ka lund funfunane lagta hai… Kamya ki nabhi aur boobs takriban khulle hi dikh rahe the.. upar se pasine se bhiga uska badan aur bhi sexy lag raha tha…

– “Ooohh Bhenchod.. Sali tum bade ghar ki laundiya.. Sali kya mast kapde pehanti ho.. itne kapdo main to maine sirf filmo ki randiyon ko hi dekha hai.. Sale hum garib log to tum jaisi ladkiyon ke kapde dekh ke apne pent main hi apna maal chod dete hai…Sali tu bhi to ek dam maal hai.. kya mast lagti hogi tu uss dress main… aur ye tere boobe… Bhenchod dil karta hai.. inko apni muthio main daba lu…Aaahhh”

Aslam ne pehli baar itna khul ke Kamya ki tareef ki thi wo bhi… itni gandi tareeke se… Kamya ko Sharm bhi aa rahi thi.. aur aisi language use pasand bhi aa rahi thi…. Kamya sidhi khadi ho ke apni saree ka paloo thik karna chah rahi thi… Par Aslam ne usse rok diya…

– “Kya tu sach bol rahi hai… Ki tune itna chota skirt pehna hai.. wo bhi bahar.. aur aise kadpe pehane main thujhe koi sharm nahi aati…??”
– “Ha bilkool.. main bhala jhoot kyun bolungi??”

Kamya ne ab thoda confidence se kaha… Waise bhi wo kaha jhoot bol rahi thi(!!??)

– To to tujhe abhi ye saree se apne aapko dhakne ki kya jaroorat… agar tu sach keh rahi hai to saree nikal ke side pe rakh de.. sirf saree aur blouse main bhi tera badan tune bataya un kapdo se to jyada hi dhakega… kyun??”

Kamya apni hi baato main fas gai thi.. Ab wo na to mana kar sakti thi.. nahi ha kar sakti thi…

– “Saree… wo wo kyun?”
– “Agar tu bol rahi hai.. waise kapde pehanna tere liye aam baat hai… to mujhe saboot chahiye… tu apni saree nikal de.. iss main tujhe koi dikkat to nahi honi chahiye.. hai na??”
– “Haa..”
– “To karna bhenchod.. warna bolde… abhi tak tune jo bhi bola jhoot tha.. taki mujhe bhi pata chale tu mera illaj hi jhoot ki buniyad pe shuru kar rahi hai… chodu bana rahi hai mujhe…”
Aslam ne thoda gusse se kaha…

Kamya khud confuse thi… usse aisa karna chahiye ya nahi… Par Aslam ke samne apne aapko jhutha sabit karna Kamya ko majoor nahi tha… Agar wo jhoothi sabit ho gai to Aslam ka uss par se bharosa uth jayga.. aur phir wo usse apna illaj nahi karvayega.. Jo ek tarah se usski haar hi thi…
Kamya thoda bhaot sochti hai…
(Waise bhi iss transperent saree main Aslam pehle hi bahot kuch dekh chuka hai.. mera pallu pehle se hi niche hai… to phir main kya chupane ki chinta kar rahi hu… !!)

Ye sochte hi Kamya ek decision leti hai.. aur apni saree nikalna shuru karti hai… Pallu to pehle se hi niche tha.. bas apni peticot mai fasi saree ko nikalna shuru kar deti hai..

Aslam to mano khushi ke sagar main gote laga raha tha… Itni sunder ladki ko kapde utar te huye dekha hi bahot erotic hota hai… Ek paree uske samne pasine se bhigi hui… apni saree utar rahi thi… Pasine ki boonde use mathe se , uske gale se, uski chati se, uske nabhi se hoti huyi niche ki aur badh rahi thi… uske haaht bhi pasine se bhige the… Aise main Kamya ka chehra bindiya, sindoor, lipstick aur mackup ke saath kuch jyada hi sexy lag raha tha..

Aslam jo ki Kamya ke roop main khoya tha.. wo Kamya ki awaaz se hi bahar aya…
– “Lo..Nikal di… bas?”
– “Waahh.. Bhenchod.. Kya mast makhmali badan hai tera… kya figure hai…hayyy…”

Aslam KAmya ke samne hi apne lund pe apna hath ghuma raha tha.. jisse Kamya ne ek paal ke liye notice kiya par phir jan bhuj kar andekha kar diya..

Kamya Aslam ki baate sun ke khus ho rahi thi… Saree nikalne par usse ab utni sharm nahi aa rahi thi.. jitni saree nikalne se pehle saree nikal kar kya hoga soch kar aa rahi thi.. Thodi der baad Kamya apne adhnange pan main bhi comfertablefeel karne lagi.. shayad uski waja uski ye soch thi ki Transparent saree main se already bahot kuch dikh raha hai…

Par shayd usse nahi pata tha.. ki nange badan aur padke ke piche dhake nange badan main fark hota hai… ek insan ko janvar ki tarah sochne par majboor kar ta hai… aur dursa usse janvar bana deta hai…
Kamya ne abhi abhi… Aslam ko Janvar banane ki aur apna kadam badhaya tha..

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