Fir main wapas college chala gaya. Mummy ki calls aur messages pehle ki tarah aate. Is baar mujhe thoda guilt aur darr sa lag raha tha. Wo baar-baar hamare Dalhousie waale incident par aa jati. Ek din ki baat batata hu hamare beech ki kya hui.
Mummy: Is baar zyada maza aaya ghoomne mein.
Main: Haa.
Mummy: Wo receptionist to hame husband aur wife hi samajh rahi thi.
Main: Haa mujhe pata hai.
Mummy: Sacchi mein lagte hai kya hum husband wife?
Main: Pata nahi.
Mummy: Us din room usne hamare liye sajaya tha, ye soch ke ki sex ka maza le sake. Mujhe hassi aati hai. Hamne kuch kiya bhi nahi.
Main: Mummy aap kaisi baatein kar rahe ho? Mere se nahi hoti ye baatein. Sex wali baatein mat kiya karo mere se. Aapko kyun maza aata hai? Kya ye chaahti thi aap ki us din hum kuch kare? Aap agle din bhi us receptionist ke sath aisi hi baatein kar rahi thi. Bye, mujhe nahi karni aisi baatein.
Mummy: Gussa kyun hota hai, nahi karungi aisi baatein. Chal gussa na ho, bye.
Aisi baatein rukti hi nahi thi unse. 2 se 3 din baad start kar hi deti thi. Oct month tha. Ek baar unhone ek adult message joke bheja. Usme chut aur lund likha hua tha. Maine unke upar gussa kiya aur bola-
Main: Aaj ke baad baat mat karna.
Main us din guilt mein tha, ki main kaise baatein kar sakta tha sex wali, chut lund ki baatein. Maine socha abhi nahi roka to ye aage badh jayega, to main baatein karna hi band kar deta hu. Unka ab call aata, lekin main uthata hi nahi. Message ka reply nahi karta.
Is semester ki chuttiyon mein main ghar bhi nahi gaya. Papa ko bol diya placement ki wajah se nahi aa raha. Main cut off ho chuka tha mummy se. 2 maheene ho chuke the. Ab unka call aur message aana band ho chuka tha.
8th sem mein bhi hamari koi baat nahi ki. Kabhi-kabhi hota mann baat karne ka, fir peeche hat jata ye soch ke ki kahi baat aage na badh jaye. Magar ab main unse nazar mila nahi sakta tha. Kya pata galat maine hi soch liya ho. Wo bas as a friend baat kar rahi ho. Samajh nahi aa raha tha. 8th sem bhi chala gaya. Magar main ab ghar nahi jana chaahta tha. Unse nazar nahi mila sakta tha.
June ke first week mein hamara college khatam hua, aur 3rd week mein joining aa gayi job ki Pune mein.
Maine papa se baat: Papa main ghar nahi aa raha. College ke baad doston ke sath ghoomne ka plan hai. Uske baad seedha join kar loonga job.
Soch raha tha pichle saal in dino mein main aur mummy ghoomne ka plan bana rahe the. Aaj hum baat bhi nahi kar rahe the. Waqt kaise badal jata hai. Joining ke kuch din baad papa ka call aata hai ki bhaiya ka rishta pakka ho gaya tha, aur July first week mein sagayi thi.
Is baar main koi bahana nahi bana sakta tha, aur mujhe ghar jana hi padna tha. Maine plan aise banaya ki main sagayi se ek din pehle hi pahunchu evening tak, aur sagayi ke agle din chala jau. Jisse mummy se zyada mulakaat nahi hogi. Main unke questions se bachna chaahta tha.
Main sagayi se pehle ek din pahuncha. Wo bhi busy thi, aur bas haal-chaal poochne tak ki baat hui. Sabhi ristedaar bhi the to hum private mein baat bhi nahi kar sakte the. Main unko poore 1 saal baad dekh raha tha. Unhone 2 se 3 kg kam kiya hi hoga. Wo lagbhag 60 kg ki hogi. Unki height 5 foot 5 inch hai. Ab wo aur bhi sexy lag rahi thi.
Sagayi waale din unhone saree pehni. Blouse open jaise hote hai peeche se, wo pehna hua tha. Dalhousie wali baatein soch-soch kar unko dekh kar khada ho raha tha. Ek-dum se kaam-vaasna jaag gayi thi. Fir main bathroom gaya, aur muth maari. Pehli baar unko soch ke muth maari thi. Ab main firse guilt mein aa gaya. Maine zyada baat nahi ki unse.
Wo ek-do baar aayi mere paas, lekin maine zyada baaton ka uttar nahi diya. Wo samajh gayi main baat nahi karna chaahta. Jaise-taise wapas Pune aaya. Fir job start hui. Udhar shaadi ki date fix ho gayi bhai ki. November second weekend mein thi shaadi. October mein mere andar kuch-kuch hone lagta hai.
Meri koi girlfriend bhi nahi thi. Maine sochta kya hi dikkat thi, main baatein karta rehta, aur hum waise kuch na karte. Bas baaton ke hi maze lete rehte. Dalhousie wali baatein mujhe bhi achi lagti thi. Main sochne laga ki start kar deta hu baatein karna. Fir socha ab kya pata baat hi na kare mummy. Fir maine irada chhodh diya.
Bhai ki shaadi ki date paas mein aa chuki thi. Mera plan shaadi se ek din pehle early morning pahunchne ka tha, aur shaadi ke baad 4 din rukne ka. Sunday ki shaadi thi, aur main Saturday ko subha pahunchta. Friday morning ghar se nikal jata, aur evening mein train se Saturday ko Pune wapas.
Main Saturday morning pahucha. Mummy kahi gayi hui thi, to main unse nahi mil paaya. Papa ne aate hi kaam par laga diya. Poora din kaam kiya. Evening mein ladies sangeet tha. Socha mummy se wahi milunga. Mera mann ab unki taraf bhaag raha tha. Jaise hi mera kaam khatam hua, Papa ne bola-
Papa: Jis venue mein shaadi hai, waha jaake visit karo.
Waha ka ek din pehle kisi aur ki shaadi thi, jisse pata chal jaye kuch kami hai to hum venue waale ko bol paye. Saara mood kharaab ho gaya. Is chakkar mein raat ke 11 baj gaye. Ladies sangeet khatam ho chuka tha, dance-wance bhi khatam. Main mummy ka dance dekhna chaahta tha, kyunki wo acha dance karti hai.
Main pahuncha to mummy mehandi laga rahi thi. Fir hamari nazar mili. Aaise laga wo bhi mujhe hi dhoondh rahi thi. Hamne smile ki ek-doosre ko. Wo pajame wali night dress pehni hui thi. Wo aisi night dress kabhi nahi pehanti thi. Shayad shaadi ke liye layi thi. Wo uthi, to main unki gaand dekh raha tha. Jeans mein bhi itni achi nahi lag rahi thi jitni usme.
Jeans mein wo loose nahi rehti pajame mein halki se loose hoti hai. Unki gaand hil rahi thi halki si. Usko dekh kar mera mann dol raha tha. Pata nahi mummy ko pata lag gaya tha, ki nahi, maine poocha bhi nahi aaj tak. Mujhe laga jaise unko pata lag gaya tha, ki main unki gaand dekh raha tha.
Wo matak-matak kar chale lagi jisse wo aur hile. Shaadi mein unhone saree pehni. Maine white blazer, jeans aur shirt. Shaadi mein sabhi busy the. Main doston ke sath busy tha. Hamari zyada baat nahi hui. Monday ko sab thake hue the raat ki shaadi ki wajah se.
Tuesday ko jo shaadi ki rasam hoti hai aane-jaane ki usme busy the. Wednesday ko sabhi ristedaar chale gaye. Subha hi bhaiya-bhabhi apne honeymoon ke liye. Ab hum free hue. Maine mummy se poocha-
Main: Kaisi ho?
Mummy: Theek hu. Tu baat nahi karega to main theek nahi rahungi kya?
Main: Aisa kuch nahi hai, aise hi pooch raha tha. Aapne weight kam kiya hai kya?
Mummy: Thoda bahut kam hua hai. Tere gum mein nahi hua, kahi ye na soch lena.
Main: Haha, nahi aisa kyun sochunga? Sorry aapko bura laga ho mere behavior se to.
Mummy: Nahi aisa kuch nahi. Koi bura nahi laga, balki acha laga.
Main: Kya matlab ( maine socha ab mummy waisi baatein nahi karengi)?
Mummy: Kuch nahi, aur bata job kaisi chal rahi hai?
Main: Theek chal rahi hai.
Aaise hi hum idhar-udhar ki baatein karte rahe. Waisi baatein nahi hui. Next day bhi baatein ki, aur Friday ko main nikal gaya.
Saturday ko Pune pahuncha to mummy ka phone aaya. Thodi bahut baatein ki. Agle din se phone aane lag gaye unke. Frequently nahi, 1 ya 2 baar aate the. December tak din mein 7 se 8 baar baatein karte normal. Fir mera b’day aa gaya.
Unhone subha wish kiya. Sath mein message mein likha I LIKE YOU. Maine koi jawaab nahi diya. Main khush tha, but samajh nahi paa raha tha kya jawab du. 2 hour baad unka khud phone aaya. Gusse mein thi wo.
Mummy: Kya samajh rakha hai apne aap ko ( mummy wali tone mein nahi, ek ladki wali tone mein jo gusse mein thi)?
Main: Kuch nahi.
Mummy: Jawab kyun nahi diya jo message kiya hai?
Main: Galat likha hai aapne.
Mummy: Kya galat likha hai? Jo hai bol diya.
Main: Like nahi love likhna tha aapko.
Mummy: Haa, I love you.
Main: I love you too.
Mummy ab sant hui, aur khush hoke boli-
Mummy: Sacchi batao.
Main: Sacchi I Love you.
Main bhi full josh mein tha.
Mummy: Kya main teri GF hu?
Main: Hanji.
Fir hamne khoob baatein ki. Mere b’day ka sabse best gift thi wo. 2 se 3 din baad raat ko-
Main: Sushma kya sacchi mein mujhe pyar karti ho?
Mummy: Kya karke dikhau, jo lage ki sacchi mein pyar karti hu?
Main ab pichle 2 din se unko Sushma bolne lag gaya tha. Phone mein bhi Sushma likh liya tha.
Main: Nahi Sushma, mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha. Sushma is baar aaunga to tumhe touch kar sakta hu?
Mummy: Wo to aapke upar hai kaha touch karte ho.
Wo ab mujhe aap bolne lag gayi thi. Us din propose ke baad unhone decide kiya wo mujhe aap bolengi, aur main unko tu.
Main: Matlab kuch paabandi hai kya yaha touch nahi karna?
Mummy: Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha. Waise kaha touch karna chaahte ho aap?
Main: Tumhari gaand ko, chut ko, boobs ko.
Mummy: Acha ji, kar lena kapde ke upar se hi na.
Main: Haa andar se touch karne ki himmat to meri bhi nahi hai.
Mummy: Kyun nahi hai? Honi chahiye.
Main: Acha ji. Sabse pehle teri gaand ko touch karunga. Bahut soft lagti hai.
Mummy: Acha kar lena. Chut ko nahi karoge?
Main: Karunga.
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