Incest Ek gaao ke dark rituals

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**Update - 14**

Raat aur gehri ho chuki thi. Indore ke chhote se flat mein sab so chuke the. Sirf Meera ke kamre ki halki si light abhi bhi jal rahi thi. Woh palang par leti hui thi, aankhein khuli thi aur chhat ko dekh rahi thi. Uska mann abhi bhi usi baat mein uljha hua tha jo aaj shaam ko hui thi.





Meera dheere se karwat badalti rahi. Uski naazuk ungliyan apni kurti ke kinare ko sehla rahi thi. Pehle uske mann mein apni padhai aur career ki baat aayi. Woh sochne lagi, “Main abhi toh college mein hoon… final year chal raha hai. Padhai khatam karke job karne ka sapna tha. Achhi si company mein lagna tha, apne pairon par khada hona tha. Aur ab yeh rishta… Devendra ke saath. Shaadi ke baad padhai ka kya hoga? Gaon mein reh kar padhai kaise karungi? Job toh door ki baat hai…”

Usko apne sapne yaad aane lage. College ke professors, assignments, friends ke saath late night studies… sab kuch ek baar mein ruk sa gaya tha. Uska mann udas ho gaya. Woh dheere se sochne lagi, “Main abhi kuch karna chahti thi apni life mein… aur ab sab badal gaya. Shaadi ke baad kya main kuch kar paungi?”





Sochte sochte adat ke anusar usne apne kapde utar diya aur sirf bra panty me sone ki tayaari krne lgi , lekin dimag me abhi aur bhi jyada sawal aa rhe the , akhir ek sath jo sb badlne wala tha uske liye , aur wo thi bhi ekdm bholi ladki . Thodi der baad uske khayal gaanv ki taraf mud gaye. Bhairavpur. Woh jagah jahaan usne bachpan mein kabhi-kabhi jaakar dekha tha. Ab wahi uska ghar banne wala tha. Usko yaad aaya ki wahan sadkein kacchi thi, log alag baat karte the. Woh sochne lagi, “Wahan sab kuch alag hoga na? Shehar jaisa nahi hoga. Log kaise honge? Aur main unke beech kaise rahungi? Main toh yahan ki hoon… yahan ka mahaul… sab chhod kar jaana padega. Kya main wahan adjust kar paungi?”






Usko darr sa laga. Woh soch rahi thi ki uski poori duniya badalne wali hai.

Ab uske mann mein shaadi ki baat aayi. Devendra. Woh ladka jiske baare mein usne sirf naam suna tha. Usko pata nahi tha ki woh kaisa dikhta hai. Woh sochne lagi, “Shaadi… matlab ab main unki ho jaungi. Woh mere pati ban jaayenge. Main unke saath… unke ghar mein rahungi. Unke saath woh sab karungi jo pati-patni karte hain.” Usko sharam aa rahi thi apne hi khayalon par.

Thodi der baad uske mann mein apni kuch saheliyon ki baatein aayi. College mein ladkiyan kabhi-kabhi aisi baatein karti thi. Woh sochne lagi, “Saheliyan kehti thi ki pehli raat mein dard hota hai… bahut dard. Aur ladke ka wo… andar daal dete hain. Aur phir kuch der tak woh hilta hai… aur andar kuch garam sa nikal aata hai.”

Meera ki saans ruk si gayi. Usko yeh baatein suni hui thi, lekin kabhi seriously nahi socha tha. Ab jab yeh uske apne saath hone wala tha, toh uske mann mein ek ajeeb si feeling aa rahi thi. Woh sochne lagi, “Kitna bada hota hoga wo? Aur kaisa hota hoga? (Usne Aaj tk bs apne bhai aman ka hi bachpan me nahate huye dekha tha)… uska toh chhota sa tha bachpan mein. Main ne kai baar dekha tha jab woh nahaata tha ya kapde badalta tha. Bahut chhota sa hota tha, bilkul nanga sa. Lekin bade hokar toh aadmi bade ho jaate hain… toh wo bhi bada hota hoga kya? Phir kitna bada hota hoga? Sabka ek jaise hota hoga ya alag alag? Koi chhota rehta hai kya? Koi bahut bada ho jaata hai? aur woh andar kaise jaata hoga? Dard kitna hota hoga? Kitni der tak andar rhta hoga? Aur jab andar kuch nikal aata hai… woh kaisa hota hoga?”




Jaise hi yeh khayal uske mann mein aaya, usko pehli baar ek nayi si feeling mehsoos hui. Uska sharir halka sa garam ho gaya. Usko apni chhati mein kuch ajeeb sa hua. Uski nipples tight ho gayi thi aur halki si gudgudi si mehsoos ho rahi thi. Neeche bhi uske private hisse mein halki si gili feel ho rahi thi. Woh sharma kar apne haath se apni chhati ko chhu kar dekha. Usko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki yeh kya ho raha hai uske saath.

Meera ki aankhein chauk gayi. Woh dheere se soch rahi thi, “Yeh… yeh kya ho raha hai mujhe? Main toh sirf soch rahi thi… aur mera sharir aisa kyun ho raha hai? Nipple itne tight kyun ho gaye? Aur neeche… yeh halka sa gila kyun ho raha hai?” Usko apne hi sharir par sharam aa rahi thi. Woh apne pairon ko ek dusre se chipka kar let gayi, jaise koi dekh lega.




Uska mann ab bhi usi baat mein uljha hua tha. Saheliyon ne jo baatein sunayi thi, woh ab uske liye sirf suni hui baatein nahi rahi thi. Ab yeh uske apne saath hone wala tha. Devendra ke saath. Aur yeh baat uske mann mein ek nayi si bechaini le aayi thi. Woh soch rahi thi ki kal subah se hi sab shuru ho jaayega. Aur uski zindagi kabhi purani nahi rahegi.

Meera ne aankhein band ki. Uska chehra ab bhi halka laal tha. Usko apne nipples ki tightness aur neeche ki halki si gili feeling ab bhi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Woh sharma kar soch rahi thi, “Main kaisi hoon… sirf sochne se hi mera sharir aisa react kar raha hai.” Woh apne aap ko dheere se samjhaane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Lekin uske mann mein ab bhi woh saheliyon ki baatein, Aman ke bachpan wale nunnu ki yaad aur Devendra ke baare mein soch chal rahi thi.

Raat aur gehri hoti gayi. Meera dheere se uthi aur apni kurti aur leggings utaar di. Usne sirf apni simple light pink cotton bra aur matching panty pehen li. Woh phir se palang par let gayi. Uska sharir ab bhi halka sa garam tha aur neeche halki si gili feel ab bhi thi… lekin zyada nahi. Sirf thodi si wetness thi.

Woh bina kuch kiye hi so gayi. Raat dheere dheere guzarti rahi aur Meera gehri neend mein chali gayi, sirf bra aur panty mein leti hui apni aane wali zindagi se anjaan.

 

[RanaS123]

**Update - 15**

Subah ki pehli roshni Indore ke chhote flat mein aa rahi thi. Meera apne palang par leti hui thi. Raat ko woh sirf bra aur panty mein soyi thi. Uski aankhein khuli toh usko yaad aaya ki usne raat bhar kitna socha tha. Career, gaon, shaadi, pehli raat… sab kuch. Usko thodi sharam aa rahi thi. Neeche wali halki si feeling ab almost khatam ho chuki thi. Woh dheere se karwat badal kar leti rahi.





Darwaze par dastak hui. Sunita andar aayi aur soft awaaz mein boli, “Uth ja beta. Aaj jaldi taiyaar hona hai. Bhairavpur jaana hai.”

Meera ne dheere se sir hila diya. Woh uth kar bathroom mein chali gayi. Nahate waqt uske mann mein raat wali baatein ab bhi halki si ghum rahi thi, lekin woh unhe side karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Naha kar bahar aayi toh Sunita ne uske liye ek simple light pink cotton kurti aur matching salwar nikaal rakhi thi. Bilkul gharailu, normal dress.

Sunita ne kaha, “Yeh pehen le. Aaram se rahegi raste mein.”


Meera ne sharmaate hue dress pehen li. Baal usne simple open chhod diye. Koi special jewellery nahi lagayi. Woh aaine mein apne aap ko dekh kar kuch sochne lgi

Bahar dining table par family baithi thi. Rajesh, Sunita, Riya aur Aman. Breakfast lagaya hua tha. Meera dheere se baith gayi. Uski aankhein neeche thi.

Rajesh ne kaha, “Aaj Bhairavpur pahunchna hai. Thakur sahab se milna hai. Sab theek se rehna.”

Sunita ne Meera ki taraf dekhte hue soft awaaz mein kaha, “Beta, tension mat lo. Hum sab saath hain.”

Meera ne halki si muskurahat ke saath sirf “Haan mummy…” kaha. Uske mann mein ab bhi raat wali soch chal rahi thi. College, job ke sapne, gaon ka mahaul, Devendra… sab kuch ek saath aa raha tha. Woh chupchaap apna breakfast kha rahi thi.

Thodi der baad family ne car mein baithna shuru kiya. Meera peeche ki seat par baithi. Window se bahar dekhne lagi. Indore ke sadak peeche chhoot rahe the. Usko apna chhota sa flat, college, dost yaad aa rahe the. Sab kuch peeche chhoot raha tha.

Raste mein Riya ne halki si baat ki, “Didi, aap tension mat lo. Sab theek hoga.”


Meera ne sirf sir hila diya. Woh kuch bol nahi paayi. Uske mann mein dheere dheere sawal aa rahe the. “Gaon kaisa hoga? Log kaise honge? Devendra kaisa hoga? Main wahan kaise rahungi?” Usko thoda darr bhi lag raha tha, lekin woh usse chhupa rahi thi.

Car dheere dheere shehar se nikal kar gaon ki taraf badh rahi thi. Sadak ab kacchi si hone lagi thi. Pedon ki haritima badhne lagi thi. Meera ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Bhairavpur ab kareeb aa raha tha.

Uski ungliyan kurti ke kinare ko sehla rahi thi. Woh soch rahi thi ki ab kya hoga. Uski zindagi sach mein badalne wali thi. Window se door tak dekhte hue uska dil aur tez dhadakne laga.

Car ek bade se more par aayi. Door se Thakur Haveli ki deewarein dikhne lagi thi. Meera ki saans thodi tez ho gayi. Woh apne aap se dheere se sochne lagi, “Ab… ab shuru hoga sab…”

Car haveli ki taraf badhti rahi.

 

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**Update - 16**

Car dheere se Thakur Haveli ke bade lohe ke gate ke saamne ruk gayi. Meera ki saans thodi tez ho gayi thi. Window se usne pehli baar us badi haveli ko saaf-saaf dekha. Bahar se pathar aur nakaashi wali deewarein thi, size itna bada tha ki dekhte hi dil bhar aata tha. Gate ke dono taraf diya jale hue the.

Gate dheere se khula.





Andar se kai ladkiyan aage aayi. Meera ki nazar un par padi. Saari ladkiyan ek jaisi soft silk saree pehne hue thi — cream aur halka gold shade. Saree body-hugging thi, blouse deep neck, pallu specific style mein bandha hua. Baal sabke tight bun mein. Unme se kuch ke pallu par chhota sa laal mark tha, kuch ke par hara. Meera ne bas ek baar notice kiya, lekin us waqt zyada soch nahi paayi.





Ek servant aage aayi aur soft awaaz mein boli, “Sharma parivaar… aaiye.”

Rajesh ne car se utarte hue sir hila diya. Sunita, Riya aur Aman bhi utar gaye. Meera sabse last mein utri. Uski simple light pink cotton kurti aur salwar us bade mahaul mein bilkul simple lag rahi thi. Woh apne aap ko chhota sa mehsoos kar rahi thi, lekin haveli ki shaan dekh kar uske mann mein ek ajeeb si khushi bhi ho rahi thi. Itna bada ghar… itni sundar deewarein… usne aaj tak aisa kuch nahi dekha tha.

Tabhi andar se Savitri Thakur aayi. Unka walk confident tha, lekin chehra soft tha. Unke peeche Harinarayan bhi aa rahe the. Aur unke thoda peeche do jawan ladke — ek thoda serious face liye (Devendra) aur doosra tez nazar wala (Vikram).





Savitri ne pehle Rajesh aur Sunita ko namaste kiya, phir unki nazar Meera par ruk gayi. Unhone Meera ko dheere se dekha. Meera ki nazar neeche jhuki hui thi.

Savitri ne soft awaaz mein kaha, “Aao beta. Bahut din se intezaar tha. Aaram se aao.”

Meera ne dheere se haath jod kar “Namaste…” kaha. Uski awaaz bilkul halki thi.

Savitri ne uske kandhe par halka sa haath rakha aur muskurate hue kaha, “Aaj se yeh ghar tumhara bhi hai. Kuch mat socho.”

Uske baad special welcome shuru hua.

Kai servants ne thaal liye hue the. Ek thaal mein diya, ek mein chawal, ek mein halka sa kumkum. Savitri ne khud Meera ki maang mein halka sa kumkum lagaya, phir uske maathe par tilak. Meera ki aankhein neeche thi. Usko sab kuch naya lag raha tha, lekin Savitri ka soft tarika usko thoda sukoon de raha tha.




Devendra uske saamne thoda aage aaya. Meera ne himmat karke ek jhalak li. Woh seedha, saaf-suthra, thoda serious dikhta tha. Uski nazar Meera se mili toh Meera ne turant nazar hata li. Usko raat wali overthinking yaad aa gayi. Uska chehra halka laal ho gaya.

Vikram thoda door khada tha. Usne Meera ko ek baar dekha, phir apni nazar hata li.

Savitri ne haath ke ishare se servants ko aage badhne ko kaha. Ek servant ne Meera ke pairon ko halka sa chhu kar aarti jaisa kuch kiya, phir doosri ne uske haath mein chhota sa flower de diya. Poora scene traditional aur warm lag raha tha.

Harinarayan ne Rajesh se haath milaya aur kaha, “Chaliye andar. Aaram kariye. Shaam ko baat karenge.”

Sab andar chal diye. Meera apne family ke saath thi. Haveli ke andar bade-bade rooms the, mehengi furniture, deewaron par purani paintings. Meera ki nazar un par nahi padi kyunki woh abhi family ke saath thi.




Sunita bhi andar se khush thi. Itna bada ghar, itni izzat, itna accha welcome… uske chehre par halki si muskurahat thi. Rajesh bhi santusht dikh rahe the. Riya aur Aman bhi aankhein faad-faad kar dekh rahe the.

Savitri ne Meera ki taraf dekhte hue soft aur friendly awaaz mein kaha, “Beta, upar tumhara room hai. Gauri tumhe wahan pahuncha degi. Pehle thoda aaram kar lo, shaam ko milte hain. Kuch chahiye toh bina sharmaaye bata dena.”

Ek soft-spoken servant (Gauri) aage aayi aur muskurate hue boli, “Aaiye, main aapko room dikha deti hoon.”

Meera ne apni mummy ki taraf dekha. Sunita ne khushi se sir hila diya. Meera Gauri ke peeche-peeche chal di. Seedhiyon se upar jaate hue usne ek baar peeche dekha — neeche Savitri, Harinarayan, Devendra aur Vikram khade the. Vikram ki nazar phir se us par thi.

Room bada aur clean tha. Bada soft palang, ek badi window jisse haveli ka aangan dikh raha tha. Gauri ne pani ka glass table par rakha, halka sa muskuraya aur soft awaaz mein boli, “Kuch aur chahiye toh bataiyega,” phir chupchaap bahar chali gayi.

Meera darwaza band karke palang par baith gayi. Ab akele thi. Uski nazar deewar par padi. Wahan ek soft, artistic painting lagi thi — ek aurat adhnangi si, soft curves ke saath, bilkul semi-nude. Meera ki aankhein thodi si badi ho gayi. Woh sharma kar nazar hataana chahti thi, lekin ek pal ke liye uski nazar wahi ruk gayi.





Uske mann mein phir se overthinking shuru ho gayi.

“Yeh… yeh kaisi painting hai? Mere ghar mein toh aisa kuch kabhi nahi tha. Na hi kisi relative ke ghar mein maine aisi tasveer dekhi. Mummy toh hamesha aisi baaton se door rehti thi. Kabhi TV par bhi aisa kuch aa jaata toh channel change kar deti thi. Kehti thi yeh sab theek nahi hota. Aur yahan… yahan toh seedha deewar par lagi hui hai. Itne bade ghar mein, itni openly. Yeh log kaise hain? Unka sochne ka tareeka kitna alag hai. Devendra… unke saath rehna… pehli raat… woh sab… main yahan kaise adjust kar paungi? Yeh ghar itna bada hai, itna sundar hai, itni izzat se welcome kiya… mummy kitni khush thi neeche. Papa bhi santusht dikh rahe the. Riya aur Aman bhi dekh kar hairaan the. Sab kuch accha lag raha hai… lekin yeh painting dekh kar mann mein ek ajeeb si bechaini ho rahi hai. Shayad yahan ka mahaul hi alag hai. Shayad main zyada soch rahi hoon.”

Woh dheere se uth kar window ke paas gayi. Neeche aangan mein silk saree wali ladkiyan dikh rahi thi. Uske mann mein raat wali soch thodi si wapas aa gayi, lekin is baar usne khud ko rok liya.

“Bas… zyada mat socho. Mummy itni khush hai. Sab kuch accha lag raha hai. Shayad yahan sab theek hi hoga.”

Woh palang par let gayi. Simple pink kurti mein, baal open. Bahar corridor mein soft pairon ki awaazein gunj rahi thi.

Meera ne aankhein band kar li.

 

[RanaS123]

**Update - 17**

Shaam dheere-dheere gehri ho rahi thi. Thakur Haveli ke bade dining hall mein dono families baithi hui thi. Soft light jal rahi thi, mehengi thaal aur bartan lage hue the. Servants chupchaap serve kar rahe the — cream silk ki saree, deep neck blouse, aur unke pallu par laal ya hara chhota sa badge. Mahol polished tha, lekin uske neeche ek controlled si silence bhi thi.

Meera apni simple pink kurti mein baithi thi. Woh chupchaap kha rahi thi. Devendra uske saamne thoda sa baitha tha. Kabhi-kabhi unki nazar mil jaati thi toh Meera turant nazar hata leti thi. Vikram thoda door, chupchaap dekh raha tha.




Harinarayan shant aur gambhir baithe the. Unki awaaz control mein thi, baatein short aur sochi-samjhi. Rajesh unke saath normal baatein kar rahe the. Sunita unke bagal mein baithi thi — simple saree mein, chehre par ghar-grihasti ki thakan ke saath ek controlled muskurahat. Woh apne aap ko sambhale hue thi.

Khana almost khatam ho chuka tha. Savitri ne soft awaaz mein kaha, “Aaj sab thak gaye honge. Aaram kariye.”

Phir uski nazar Sunita par ruk gayi. Usne dheere se kaha, “Sunita ji, thodi der mere saath chalengi? Ek zaroori baat karni hai.”

Sunita thodi si ruki. Usne apne pati Rajesh ki taraf dekha. Rajesh ne bas sir hila diya. Meera bhi unhe dekh rahi thi, lekin Savitri ne uski taraf dekha hi nahi. Meera ko is baat mein include nahi kiya gaya tha.

Savitri uthi. Unka chalna shant tha. Sunita unke peeche-peeche ek side ke corridor se hoti hui ek chhote se private sitting room mein chali gayi. Room mein soft light thi, ek bada sofa, aur deewar par ek classical painting. Savitri ne darwaza dheere se band kiya.

“Baithiye, Sunita ji,” unhone shant awaaz mein kaha.

Sunita baith gayi. Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha, lekin woh khud ko sambhale hue thi. Savitri uske saamne baithi, thoda sa aage jhuki. Unki awaaz soft thi.





“Main samajh sakti hoon aap thoda uncomfortable feel kar rahi hain,” Savitri ne kaha. “Naya ghar, naye log… sab ajeeb lagta hai. Lekin hum auratein hi ek dusre ko sahi se samajh sakti hain. Ghar, rishte, bacche… yeh sab hum hi sambhalte hain.”

Sunita ne halka sa sir hilaaya. Woh kuch bol nahi paayi.

Savitri ne dheere se uska haath pakad liya. Uski ungliyan soft thi, lekin usne zyada aage nahi badhaya. Sirf haath pakde rakha.

“Aapki beti bahut simple aur seedhi hai. Mujhe pasand aayi,” Savitri ne kaha. “Lekin yahan ki reet thodi alag hai. Yahan sirf shaadi nahi hoti… yahan parivaar ki zimmedariyaan banti hain.”

Sunita ki saans thodi tez ho gayi.

“Main bhi kabhi bahar se aayi thi,” Savitri ne aage kaha. “Pehle mujhe bhi dar lagta tha. Lekin phir samajh aaya… yahan jo hota hai, usse rishte aur gehre ho jaate hain. Aur auratein jab ek dusre ke qareeb aati hain, toh kuch bojh halka ho jaata hai.”

Usne Sunita ke baal ke ek strand ko dheere se hataya, phir haath wapas le liya.

Savitri ne dheere se kaha, “Aapne apne aap ko sambhal ke rakha hai, Sunita ji. Yeh zaroori hota hai.”

Sunita ka chehra halka sa laal ho gaya. Usne nazar neeche kiye hue dheere se kaha, “Savitri ji… aap… aap aisi baatein kyun kar rahi hain? Main toh bas ghar sambhalti hoon… beti ki maa hoon…”

Savitri ne halka sa muskuraaya. “Bas itna ki yahan pe hum kuch cheezein chhupate nahi. Auratein ek dusre ki madad karti hain. Yeh koi khel nahi… yeh ghar ki reet hai.”

Usne apna haath wapas god mein rakh liya. “Main aapko force nahi kar rahi. Sirf bata rahi hoon.”

Thodi der tak room mein silence rahi. Sirf unki saansein chal rahi thi. Sunita ki aankhein neeche jhuki hui thi. Uske mann mein sharm, darr aur ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.

Phir Savitri ne awaaz dheere ki. “Is ghar mein ek purani parampara hai. Nayi bahu ki maa ko bhi ek vishesh ashirwad dena padta hai. Yeh rishte ko mazboot karta hai. Aapko abhi poori baat samajh nahi aayegi… lekin dheere-dheere samajh aa jaayegi.”

Sunita ka sir utha. Uski aankhein confused thi. “Ashirwad…? Kaisa ashirwad? Main… main samajhi nahi.”

Savitri ne soft muskuraahat ke saath kaha, “Abhi detail mein mat sochiye. Jab time aayega, aap khud samajh jaayengi. Bas itna jaan lijiye ki yahan ki reet thodi alag hai… aur aapki bhi zaroorat padegi.”

Sunita ke chehre par aur zyada confusion aa gayi. Woh kuch poochna chahti thi, lekin Savitri ne pehle hi baat aage badha di.

“Aaj aap thak gayi hongi,” Savitri ne kaha. “Main aapke liye thoda special arrange karti hoon.”

Usne side mein rakhi chhoti si ghanti bajayi. Thodi der mein ek maid andar aayi. Uski cream silk saree par **laal badge** tha. Woh experienced dikhti thi, chehre par soft muskurahat ke saath thodi baatuni si feeling thi.

Savitri ne usse soft awaaz mein kaha, “Kamla, Sunita ji ko luxury massage aur warm bath dilao. Best oils use karna. Unhe poora aaram milna chahiye.”

Kamla ne sir jhukaya aur halki si muskurahat ke saath boli, “Ji memsaab. Main unhe bilkul aaram se ready kar dungi. Aap tension mat lijiye.”

Savitri ne Sunita ki taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Jaaiye. Aaj sirf aaram kariye. Baaki baatein baad mein.”

Sunita uthi. Uska mann ab bhi uljha hua tha. “Ashirwad… kaisa ashirwad?” yeh sawal uske dimaag mein ghum raha tha, lekin woh kuch aur bol nahi paayi.

Woh Kamla ke peeche-peeche chal di. Corridor se hoti hui ek alag se spa-like room ki taraf badhne lagi. Kamla raaste mein halki-halki baat karti rahi, “Memsaab, aap bilkul tension mat lijiye. Yahan sab aaram se hota hai. Main aapko acchi si massage dungi, body bilkul halki ho jaayegi…”



Sunita chupchaap sunti rahi. Uske chehre par confusion saaf thi.

Door, private room mein Savitri ne aankhein band karke soft sa saans liya. Uske mann mein clear tha — pehle Sunita ko dheere-dheere break karna tha. Ashirwad ka matlab abhi usse samajh nahi aaya tha. Jab aayega… tab maza aayega.

 

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