Nikitha
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just lajawab update! bahut bahut mast writings!"Bas kijiye... ab ye omelette khane chaliye warna ye thanda ho jayega."
yaha iss jagah omlet khane ka mann nahi kar raha hai
Phir kaha khane ka mann kar raha hai
kisi sunsan jagh pai jake khane ka
Tab aarti hasati hai
par bina daru omlet khane mai maza nahi aata
aab daru chahiye aap ko
Haa rani ..yaha hogi na ..iss ghar mai
Kya pata
Dekhata hu
Rahne dijiye .. aapna Ghar nahi hai
Dekhne de
Nawaz ne jab bedroom ki almaari tatoli toh use bottle toh nahi mili, lekin ek chamchamata hua velvet box mil gaya. Jaise hi usne khola, andar branded jhumke roshni mein jagmaga rahe the.
Nawaz ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi,
"Sachmuch, aaj Allah mujh par hadd se zyada meharban hai!"
Woh tezi se kitchen mein aaya aur Aarti ko woh jhumke dikhaye. Aarti ki aankhein fati ki fati reh gayi,
"Nawaz! Yeh toh bahut achhe lag rahe hain. Aap ise andar rakhiye, woh lady bahut gussa karegi agar unhe pata chala toh."
Aarti ko kya pata tha ki woh jhumke us lady ke pati ne use surprise gift dene ke liye chupa kar rakhe the, aur us bechari ko toh inka pata tak nahi tha.
Nawaz ne shaitani se muskurate hue kaha,
"Kuch nahi hoga, tu bas pahan le ise."
Aarti ne thoda darte hue aur thoda shararat se kaha,
"Lagta hai aapke saath reh kar main chori karna bhi seekh jaungi."
Nawaz ne bura maanne ka natak kiya,
"Main chor nahi hoon Aarti!"
"Mera matlab tha dusre ki vastu... khair, thik hai,"
Aarti ne haar maante hue apne kaan Nawaz ki taraf kiye aur dhire se boli,
"Aap hi pehna dijiye."
Nawaz ne gajre ke baad ab un mahenge jhumko ko Aarti ke kaano mein pehnana shuru kiya. Uska haath Aarti ke kaan ke peeche ki narm khaal ko chhu raha tha, jis se Aarti ki saansein bhari hone lagi. Jhumke pehnate waqt Nawaz ne uske kaan ke paas dhire se kaha,
"In jhumko ki keemat tumhari khubsurti ke aage kuch bhi nahi hai."
Aarti ne aaine mein khud ko dekha—
baalon mein gajra aur kaano mein jhumke. Woh kisi shehzadi se kam nahi lag rahi thi.
Aarti ke baalon mein laga gajra uski har harkat ke saath apni mehek bikher raha tha, aur uske kaano ke jhumke Nawaz ki baaton ki tarah hi uske gaalon ko chhoo rahe the. Nawaz ne jab dekha ki uski 'shehzadi' ab puri tarah uske rang mein rang chuki hai, toh usne bade pyaar se uska hath thama.
"Ab chalo, is omelette ko khatam karte hain... bina daru ke hi sahi, par tumhara saath kaafi hai,"
Nawaz ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, jaise woh use jata raha ho ki ab use kisi aur nashe ki zaroorat nahi.
Par Aarti, jo ab Nawaz ko apna 'Raja' maan chuki thi, usne ek shararati muskurahat di. Uski aankhon mein ek naya junoon tha.
"Kaise nahi milegi daru? Mere Raja ko peeni hai toh main dhoond lungi,"
Aarti ne bade maan se kaha. Usne Nawaz ki taraf ek tirchhi nazar daali aur kitchen ke cabinets ki taraf badh gayi.
Woh bina chaddi ke, sirf apni saari mein lapti hui, bade nazaakat se ek-ek khana check karne lagi. Uske gajre ki khushbu poore kitchen mein phail gayi thi. Nawaz wahi khada use dekh raha tha—kaise ek waqt ki nakhrebaaz malkin aaj uski pasand ke liye poora kitchen chhaan rahi hai.
Achanak Aarti ki ungliyan ek purani wood-finish wali bottle par thami. Usne use baahar nikala aur uske chehre par ek vijayi muskurahat aayi.
"Yeh dekhiye... mili na!"
Aarti ne ek mehngi, imported Scotch ki bottle Nawaz ke saamne lehrayi.
"shyad Ghar ke malik ne kisi khaas mehman ke liye rakhi thi, par aaj mere Raja se bada mehman kaun ho sakta hai?"
Nawaz ne hairat aur khushi se bottle dekhi aur phir Aarti ke chamakte hue chehre ko.
"Rani... tumne toh aaj kamaal hi kar diya. Ab toh ye omelette aur ye raat, dono hi yaadgaar hone wale hain."
Aarti ne bottle table par rakhi aur Nawaz ke aur kareeb aakar boli,
"Ab jaldi se suru ho jayiye ... kyunki mujhe dekhna hai ki aap daru kaise pite hai.. maine aaj tak kisi ko daru pite hui nahi dekha hai."