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Tabhi barish shuru ho gayi—Kerala ki woh barsaat, jo ek baar shuru ho toh phir rukna nahi jaanti. Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the, highway ab single road mein badal chuka tha. Visibility kafi kam thi, aur wiper tez tez chal rahe the.
Gaadi mein ek purana gaana baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein, bheegi bheegi si raahein…"—Sharda ki ungliyan uski godi mein bechain thi.
Tabhi saamne se ek gaadi tez rafatar se aayi, uski light blind kar rahi thi. Varun ne turant brake maara, steering ghumaya, aur gaadi road ke kinaare kheench li. Ek second ke liye dono ki saans tham gayi.
Sharda ek dum se uth kar Varun ke gale tak aa gayi—uski saans tez thi, aur uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. "Amma… please take care…"—uski awaaz kaamp rahi thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakad kar thanda kiya—"Amma, main hoon na… daro mat. Bas thoda slow chal raha hoon."
Sharda ne apna haath uske seene par rakha—"Beta, tu thak gaya hai… lagta hai zyada drive kar li… tu chahe toh kahin ruk jaayein."
Varun ne mile stone par dekha—"Kollam 55 km… hum kuch der mein pahunch jayenge. Main resort mein room book karwa diya hai—The Malabar Sands. Please worry mat karo."
Par barish aur tez ho gayi—paani ki dhār aisi gir rahi thi, jaise aasman phat gaya ho. Visibility almost zero. Thodi der baad, ek low-lying area mein paani bhar gaya aur gaadi ruk gayi—engine off.
"Arre nahi!"—Varun ne kaha. Sharda ki aankhon mein tension thi.
"Ruko, main bahar nikalta hoon."—Varun ne door khola, aur paani mein utar gaya. Paani guthno tak tha. Kuch locals wahan khade the—unhone aakar madad ki. Sharda ko bhi utarna pada, woh bheegi hui, uski saree uske badan se chipak gayi, uska blouse transparent ho gaya, uski choochiyon ka naram shape saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye uska dimaag gum ho gaya. Barish mein bheegi Sharda, uski bhari choochiyan kapde se ubharti hui, aur uska nakhra—jaise koi filmi hero heroine ka scene ho.
Gaadi ko dhakka lag chuka tha, aur ab woh road par normal chal rahi thi. Par barish abhi bhi ho rahi thi—Kerala ki woh barsaat jo ek baar shuru ho toh raat bhar nahi rukti. Sharda aur Varun dono bheeg gaye the—pecially Sharda, jiski saree uske badan se is tarah chipak gayi thi, jaise kisi filmi scene se utha liya gaya ho. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski choochiyan uss gele kapde se ubhar rahi thin—Varun ki nazar wahan baar baar ja rahi thi, lekin woh sambhal raha tha.
Jab locals ne gaadi ko paani se bahar nikala, toh woh aapas mein Malayalam mein baatein kar rahe the—unki awaazein gaadi ke andar bhi aa rahi thin.
Ek local ne kaha—"എന്താ... ഇത് ആരുടെ കൂടെ വന്നതാ?" (Entha… ithu aarude koode vannatha? - Kya... ye kis ke saath aayi hai?)
Doosra bola—"ഞാൻ വിചാരിക്കുന്നു... ഇത് അവന്റെ ഭാഭിയായിരിക്കും." (Njan vichaarikkunnu… ithu avante bhaabhiyaayirikkum. - Mujhe lagta hai... ye uski bhabhi hogi.)
Teesra bola—"അല്ലാ... സഹോദരി ആണെന്നു തോന്നുന്നു." (Allaa… sahodaari aanennu thonnunnu. - Nahi... behan lagti hai.)
Tabhi ek aur local ne haath mein pani ki nali pakde hue bola—"എന്തായാലും... കൊള്ളാം, ഇത് നമിത കപൂറിനെ പോലെ ഉണ്ട്!" (Enthaayaalum… kollaam, ithu Namitha Kapoorene pole und! - Par koi bhi ho... madmast maal hai, Namitha Kapoor jaisi!)
Poora group hanste hue gaadi ko aage dhakel raha tha, aur Varun aur Sharda ke kaano mein ye baatein saaf aa rahi thin. Varun ka dil dhadak raha tha—woh janta tha ki woh dono Malayalam samajhte hain, aur ye baatein unke liye ek nasha kar rahi thin.
Varun ne Sharda ki taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein sharm aur thoda sa maza tha. Sharda ne kuch nahi kaha, bas apni bheegi zulfein side ki, aur apna blouse thoda sa upar kiya—jaise woh bhi is baat ka maza le rahi ho. Varun ne mann hi mann socha—"Amma... Namitha Kapoor? Nahi, aap toh unse bhi zyada khoobsurat hain..."
Jab locals ne gaadi ko poora bahar nikal diya, toh Varun ne unka shukriya ada kiya—"നന്ദി... വലിയ സഹായം" (Nandi… valiya sahaayam - Dhanyavaad, bahut madad). Locals muskaraye aur wahan se chale gaye.
Varun ne gaadi mein baithkar Sharda ki taraf dekha—"Amma, aapne suna?"—uski awaaz mein ek halki si shararat thi. SHARADA wo sab awara the ... par Amma agar wo aaj nahi hote to raat yahin kaatni padati ....
Kabhi ye sadakchaap awara bade helpful hote hain ...jaise aaj ...
Par kaisi bakwaas kar rehe the wo ...
Kyaa main teri Bhabhi lagati hun yaa Badi behan jaisi ....
Amma you have to be happy wo aapko young samjh rahe the ...
Sarada ne ek smile dii ...aur pyar se uske gaal pe haath maara sharmate hue .
Sharda ne apna haath uski godi par rakha, par kuch nahi kaha—bas halki si muskaan. Woh jaanti thi ki Varun ko un baaton ne aur garam kar diya hai. Aur Varun? Wo gaadi start karke aage badha—Kollam ab sirf 23 km door tha.
Aur uss bheegi shaam mein, un dono ke dilon mein ek naya raaz sama raha tha—jo na shabdon mein tha, na iqraaron mein, bas un bheegi raahon mein, aur un muskaan bhare lamhon mein.
"Kollam 23 km… ab bas kuch hi der hai."—Varun ne Sharda ko gaadi mein baithaya. Woh dono bheeg gaye the. Sharda ki saree uske badan se lipat rahi thi, aur uski saans bhaari thi.
Gaadi mein wohi gaana ab firkanta baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein…"—Sharda ne apne bheegi zulfein side ki, aur Varun ki taraf dekha. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski chhati ka ek hissa saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ki nazar wahan atki, par usne jaldi se hata li.
.
Varun ne gaadi start ki—"Amma, aapko bheegne mein maza aaya na ?"
Sarda bas muskara dii ...
---
The Malabar Sands Resort ki raat unki pehli saanjh thi… aur bheegi aankhon aur geeli chaahaton ke saath, woh dono ek naye mod par khade the.
Gaadi mein ek purana gaana baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein, bheegi bheegi si raahein…"—Sharda ki ungliyan uski godi mein bechain thi.
Tabhi saamne se ek gaadi tez rafatar se aayi, uski light blind kar rahi thi. Varun ne turant brake maara, steering ghumaya, aur gaadi road ke kinaare kheench li. Ek second ke liye dono ki saans tham gayi.
Sharda ek dum se uth kar Varun ke gale tak aa gayi—uski saans tez thi, aur uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. "Amma… please take care…"—uski awaaz kaamp rahi thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakad kar thanda kiya—"Amma, main hoon na… daro mat. Bas thoda slow chal raha hoon."
Sharda ne apna haath uske seene par rakha—"Beta, tu thak gaya hai… lagta hai zyada drive kar li… tu chahe toh kahin ruk jaayein."
Varun ne mile stone par dekha—"Kollam 55 km… hum kuch der mein pahunch jayenge. Main resort mein room book karwa diya hai—The Malabar Sands. Please worry mat karo."
Par barish aur tez ho gayi—paani ki dhār aisi gir rahi thi, jaise aasman phat gaya ho. Visibility almost zero. Thodi der baad, ek low-lying area mein paani bhar gaya aur gaadi ruk gayi—engine off.
"Arre nahi!"—Varun ne kaha. Sharda ki aankhon mein tension thi.
"Ruko, main bahar nikalta hoon."—Varun ne door khola, aur paani mein utar gaya. Paani guthno tak tha. Kuch locals wahan khade the—unhone aakar madad ki. Sharda ko bhi utarna pada, woh bheegi hui, uski saree uske badan se chipak gayi, uska blouse transparent ho gaya, uski choochiyon ka naram shape saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye uska dimaag gum ho gaya. Barish mein bheegi Sharda, uski bhari choochiyan kapde se ubharti hui, aur uska nakhra—jaise koi filmi hero heroine ka scene ho.
Gaadi ko dhakka lag chuka tha, aur ab woh road par normal chal rahi thi. Par barish abhi bhi ho rahi thi—Kerala ki woh barsaat jo ek baar shuru ho toh raat bhar nahi rukti. Sharda aur Varun dono bheeg gaye the—pecially Sharda, jiski saree uske badan se is tarah chipak gayi thi, jaise kisi filmi scene se utha liya gaya ho. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski choochiyan uss gele kapde se ubhar rahi thin—Varun ki nazar wahan baar baar ja rahi thi, lekin woh sambhal raha tha.
Jab locals ne gaadi ko paani se bahar nikala, toh woh aapas mein Malayalam mein baatein kar rahe the—unki awaazein gaadi ke andar bhi aa rahi thin.
Ek local ne kaha—"എന്താ... ഇത് ആരുടെ കൂടെ വന്നതാ?" (Entha… ithu aarude koode vannatha? - Kya... ye kis ke saath aayi hai?)
Doosra bola—"ഞാൻ വിചാരിക്കുന്നു... ഇത് അവന്റെ ഭാഭിയായിരിക്കും." (Njan vichaarikkunnu… ithu avante bhaabhiyaayirikkum. - Mujhe lagta hai... ye uski bhabhi hogi.)
Teesra bola—"അല്ലാ... സഹോദരി ആണെന്നു തോന്നുന്നു." (Allaa… sahodaari aanennu thonnunnu. - Nahi... behan lagti hai.)
Tabhi ek aur local ne haath mein pani ki nali pakde hue bola—"എന്തായാലും... കൊള്ളാം, ഇത് നമിത കപൂറിനെ പോലെ ഉണ്ട്!" (Enthaayaalum… kollaam, ithu Namitha Kapoorene pole und! - Par koi bhi ho... madmast maal hai, Namitha Kapoor jaisi!)
Poora group hanste hue gaadi ko aage dhakel raha tha, aur Varun aur Sharda ke kaano mein ye baatein saaf aa rahi thin. Varun ka dil dhadak raha tha—woh janta tha ki woh dono Malayalam samajhte hain, aur ye baatein unke liye ek nasha kar rahi thin.
Varun ne Sharda ki taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein sharm aur thoda sa maza tha. Sharda ne kuch nahi kaha, bas apni bheegi zulfein side ki, aur apna blouse thoda sa upar kiya—jaise woh bhi is baat ka maza le rahi ho. Varun ne mann hi mann socha—"Amma... Namitha Kapoor? Nahi, aap toh unse bhi zyada khoobsurat hain..."
Jab locals ne gaadi ko poora bahar nikal diya, toh Varun ne unka shukriya ada kiya—"നന്ദി... വലിയ സഹായം" (Nandi… valiya sahaayam - Dhanyavaad, bahut madad). Locals muskaraye aur wahan se chale gaye.
Varun ne gaadi mein baithkar Sharda ki taraf dekha—"Amma, aapne suna?"—uski awaaz mein ek halki si shararat thi. SHARADA wo sab awara the ... par Amma agar wo aaj nahi hote to raat yahin kaatni padati ....
Kabhi ye sadakchaap awara bade helpful hote hain ...jaise aaj ...
Par kaisi bakwaas kar rehe the wo ...
Kyaa main teri Bhabhi lagati hun yaa Badi behan jaisi ....
Amma you have to be happy wo aapko young samjh rahe the ...
Sarada ne ek smile dii ...aur pyar se uske gaal pe haath maara sharmate hue .
Sharda ne apna haath uski godi par rakha, par kuch nahi kaha—bas halki si muskaan. Woh jaanti thi ki Varun ko un baaton ne aur garam kar diya hai. Aur Varun? Wo gaadi start karke aage badha—Kollam ab sirf 23 km door tha.
Aur uss bheegi shaam mein, un dono ke dilon mein ek naya raaz sama raha tha—jo na shabdon mein tha, na iqraaron mein, bas un bheegi raahon mein, aur un muskaan bhare lamhon mein.
"Kollam 23 km… ab bas kuch hi der hai."—Varun ne Sharda ko gaadi mein baithaya. Woh dono bheeg gaye the. Sharda ki saree uske badan se lipat rahi thi, aur uski saans bhaari thi.
Gaadi mein wohi gaana ab firkanta baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein…"—Sharda ne apne bheegi zulfein side ki, aur Varun ki taraf dekha. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski chhati ka ek hissa saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ki nazar wahan atki, par usne jaldi se hata li.
.
Varun ne gaadi start ki—"Amma, aapko bheegne mein maza aaya na ?"
Sarda bas muskara dii ...
---
The Malabar Sands Resort ki raat unki pehli saanjh thi… aur bheegi aankhon aur geeli chaahaton ke saath, woh dono ek naye mod par khade the.
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Badiya waiting foor nextTabhi barish shuru ho gayi—Kerala ki woh barsaat, jo ek baar shuru ho toh phir rukna nahi jaanti. Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the, highway ab single road mein badal chuka tha. Visibility kafi kam thi, aur wiper tez tez chal rahe the.
Gaadi mein ek purana gaana baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein, bheegi bheegi si raahein…"—Sharda ki ungliyan uski godi mein bechain thi.
Tabhi saamne se ek gaadi tez rafatar se aayi, uski light blind kar rahi thi. Varun ne turant brake maara, steering ghumaya, aur gaadi road ke kinaare kheench li. Ek second ke liye dono ki saans tham gayi.
Sharda ek dum se uth kar Varun ke gale tak aa gayi—uski saans tez thi, aur uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. "Amma… please take care…"—uski awaaz kaamp rahi thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakad kar thanda kiya—"Amma, main hoon na… daro mat. Bas thoda slow chal raha hoon."
Sharda ne apna haath uske seene par rakha—"Beta, tu thak gaya hai… lagta hai zyada drive kar li… tu chahe toh kahin ruk jaayein."
Varun ne mile stone par dekha—"Kollam 55 km… hum kuch der mein pahunch jayenge. Main resort mein room book karwa diya hai—The Malabar Sands. Please worry mat karo."
Par barish aur tez ho gayi—paani ki dhār aisi gir rahi thi, jaise aasman phat gaya ho. Visibility almost zero. Thodi der baad, ek low-lying area mein paani bhar gaya aur gaadi ruk gayi—engine off.
"Arre nahi!"—Varun ne kaha. Sharda ki aankhon mein tension thi.
"Ruko, main bahar nikalta hoon."—Varun ne door khola, aur paani mein utar gaya. Paani guthno tak tha. Kuch locals wahan khade the—unhone aakar madad ki. Sharda ko bhi utarna pada, woh bheegi hui, uski saree uske badan se chipak gayi, uska blouse transparent ho gaya, uski choochiyon ka naram shape saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye uska dimaag gum ho gaya. Barish mein bheegi Sharda, uski bhari choochiyan kapde se ubharti hui, aur uska nakhra—jaise koi filmi hero heroine ka scene ho.
Gaadi ko dhakka lag chuka tha, aur ab woh road par normal chal rahi thi. Par barish abhi bhi ho rahi thi—Kerala ki woh barsaat jo ek baar shuru ho toh raat bhar nahi rukti. Sharda aur Varun dono bheeg gaye the—pecially Sharda, jiski saree uske badan se is tarah chipak gayi thi, jaise kisi filmi scene se utha liya gaya ho. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski choochiyan uss gele kapde se ubhar rahi thin—Varun ki nazar wahan baar baar ja rahi thi, lekin woh sambhal raha tha.
Jab locals ne gaadi ko paani se bahar nikala, toh woh aapas mein Malayalam mein baatein kar rahe the—unki awaazein gaadi ke andar bhi aa rahi thin.
Ek local ne kaha—"എന്താ... ഇത് ആരുടെ കൂടെ വന്നതാ?" (Entha… ithu aarude koode vannatha? - Kya... ye kis ke saath aayi hai?)
Doosra bola—"ഞാൻ വിചാരിക്കുന്നു... ഇത് അവന്റെ ഭാഭിയായിരിക്കും." (Njan vichaarikkunnu… ithu avante bhaabhiyaayirikkum. - Mujhe lagta hai... ye uski bhabhi hogi.)
Teesra bola—"അല്ലാ... സഹോദരി ആണെന്നു തോന്നുന്നു." (Allaa… sahodaari aanennu thonnunnu. - Nahi... behan lagti hai.)
Tabhi ek aur local ne haath mein pani ki nali pakde hue bola—"എന്തായാലും... കൊള്ളാം, ഇത് നമിത കപൂറിനെ പോലെ ഉണ്ട്!" (Enthaayaalum… kollaam, ithu Namitha Kapoorene pole und! - Par koi bhi ho... madmast maal hai, Namitha Kapoor jaisi!)
Poora group hanste hue gaadi ko aage dhakel raha tha, aur Varun aur Sharda ke kaano mein ye baatein saaf aa rahi thin. Varun ka dil dhadak raha tha—woh janta tha ki woh dono Malayalam samajhte hain, aur ye baatein unke liye ek nasha kar rahi thin.
Varun ne Sharda ki taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein sharm aur thoda sa maza tha. Sharda ne kuch nahi kaha, bas apni bheegi zulfein side ki, aur apna blouse thoda sa upar kiya—jaise woh bhi is baat ka maza le rahi ho. Varun ne mann hi mann socha—"Amma... Namitha Kapoor? Nahi, aap toh unse bhi zyada khoobsurat hain..."
Jab locals ne gaadi ko poora bahar nikal diya, toh Varun ne unka shukriya ada kiya—"നന്ദി... വലിയ സഹായം" (Nandi… valiya sahaayam - Dhanyavaad, bahut madad). Locals muskaraye aur wahan se chale gaye.
Varun ne gaadi mein baithkar Sharda ki taraf dekha—"Amma, aapne suna?"—uski awaaz mein ek halki si shararat thi. SHARADA wo sab awara the ... par Amma agar wo aaj nahi hote to raat yahin kaatni padati ....
Kabhi ye sadakchaap awara bade helpful hote hain ...jaise aaj ...
Par kaisi bakwaas kar rehe the wo ...
Kyaa main teri Bhabhi lagati hun yaa Badi behan jaisi ....
Amma you have to be happy wo aapko young samjh rahe the ...
Sarada ne ek smile dii ...aur pyar se uske gaal pe haath maara sharmate hue .
Sharda ne apna haath uski godi par rakha, par kuch nahi kaha—bas halki si muskaan. Woh jaanti thi ki Varun ko un baaton ne aur garam kar diya hai. Aur Varun? Wo gaadi start karke aage badha—Kollam ab sirf 23 km door tha.
Aur uss bheegi shaam mein, un dono ke dilon mein ek naya raaz sama raha tha—jo na shabdon mein tha, na iqraaron mein, bas un bheegi raahon mein, aur un muskaan bhare lamhon mein.
"Kollam 23 km… ab bas kuch hi der hai."—Varun ne Sharda ko gaadi mein baithaya. Woh dono bheeg gaye the. Sharda ki saree uske badan se lipat rahi thi, aur uski saans bhaari thi.
Gaadi mein wohi gaana ab firkanta baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein…"—Sharda ne apne bheegi zulfein side ki, aur Varun ki taraf dekha. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski chhati ka ek hissa saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ki nazar wahan atki, par usne jaldi se hata li.
.
Varun ne gaadi start ki—"Amma, aapko bheegne mein maza aaya na ?"
Sarda bas muskara dii ...
---
The Malabar Sands Resort ki raat unki pehli saanjh thi… aur bheegi aankhon aur geeli chaahaton ke saath, woh dono ek naye mod par khade the.
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Please complete storyTabhi barish shuru ho gayi—Kerala ki woh barsaat, jo ek baar shuru ho toh phir rukna nahi jaanti. Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the, highway ab single road mein badal chuka tha. Visibility kafi kam thi, aur wiper tez tez chal rahe the.
Gaadi mein ek purana gaana baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein, bheegi bheegi si raahein…"—Sharda ki ungliyan uski godi mein bechain thi.
Tabhi saamne se ek gaadi tez rafatar se aayi, uski light blind kar rahi thi. Varun ne turant brake maara, steering ghumaya, aur gaadi road ke kinaare kheench li. Ek second ke liye dono ki saans tham gayi.
Sharda ek dum se uth kar Varun ke gale tak aa gayi—uski saans tez thi, aur uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. "Amma… please take care…"—uski awaaz kaamp rahi thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakad kar thanda kiya—"Amma, main hoon na… daro mat. Bas thoda slow chal raha hoon."
Sharda ne apna haath uske seene par rakha—"Beta, tu thak gaya hai… lagta hai zyada drive kar li… tu chahe toh kahin ruk jaayein."
Varun ne mile stone par dekha—"Kollam 55 km… hum kuch der mein pahunch jayenge. Main resort mein room book karwa diya hai—The Malabar Sands. Please worry mat karo."
Par barish aur tez ho gayi—paani ki dhār aisi gir rahi thi, jaise aasman phat gaya ho. Visibility almost zero. Thodi der baad, ek low-lying area mein paani bhar gaya aur gaadi ruk gayi—engine off.
"Arre nahi!"—Varun ne kaha. Sharda ki aankhon mein tension thi.
"Ruko, main bahar nikalta hoon."—Varun ne door khola, aur paani mein utar gaya. Paani guthno tak tha. Kuch locals wahan khade the—unhone aakar madad ki. Sharda ko bhi utarna pada, woh bheegi hui, uski saree uske badan se chipak gayi, uska blouse transparent ho gaya, uski choochiyon ka naram shape saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye uska dimaag gum ho gaya. Barish mein bheegi Sharda, uski bhari choochiyan kapde se ubharti hui, aur uska nakhra—jaise koi filmi hero heroine ka scene ho.
Gaadi ko dhakka lag chuka tha, aur ab woh road par normal chal rahi thi. Par barish abhi bhi ho rahi thi—Kerala ki woh barsaat jo ek baar shuru ho toh raat bhar nahi rukti. Sharda aur Varun dono bheeg gaye the—pecially Sharda, jiski saree uske badan se is tarah chipak gayi thi, jaise kisi filmi scene se utha liya gaya ho. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski choochiyan uss gele kapde se ubhar rahi thin—Varun ki nazar wahan baar baar ja rahi thi, lekin woh sambhal raha tha.
Jab locals ne gaadi ko paani se bahar nikala, toh woh aapas mein Malayalam mein baatein kar rahe the—unki awaazein gaadi ke andar bhi aa rahi thin.
Ek local ne kaha—"എന്താ... ഇത് ആരുടെ കൂടെ വന്നതാ?" (Entha… ithu aarude koode vannatha? - Kya... ye kis ke saath aayi hai?)
Doosra bola—"ഞാൻ വിചാരിക്കുന്നു... ഇത് അവന്റെ ഭാഭിയായിരിക്കും." (Njan vichaarikkunnu… ithu avante bhaabhiyaayirikkum. - Mujhe lagta hai... ye uski bhabhi hogi.)
Teesra bola—"അല്ലാ... സഹോദരി ആണെന്നു തോന്നുന്നു." (Allaa… sahodaari aanennu thonnunnu. - Nahi... behan lagti hai.)
Tabhi ek aur local ne haath mein pani ki nali pakde hue bola—"എന്തായാലും... കൊള്ളാം, ഇത് നമിത കപൂറിനെ പോലെ ഉണ്ട്!" (Enthaayaalum… kollaam, ithu Namitha Kapoorene pole und! - Par koi bhi ho... madmast maal hai, Namitha Kapoor jaisi!)
Poora group hanste hue gaadi ko aage dhakel raha tha, aur Varun aur Sharda ke kaano mein ye baatein saaf aa rahi thin. Varun ka dil dhadak raha tha—woh janta tha ki woh dono Malayalam samajhte hain, aur ye baatein unke liye ek nasha kar rahi thin.
Varun ne Sharda ki taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein sharm aur thoda sa maza tha. Sharda ne kuch nahi kaha, bas apni bheegi zulfein side ki, aur apna blouse thoda sa upar kiya—jaise woh bhi is baat ka maza le rahi ho. Varun ne mann hi mann socha—"Amma... Namitha Kapoor? Nahi, aap toh unse bhi zyada khoobsurat hain..."
Jab locals ne gaadi ko poora bahar nikal diya, toh Varun ne unka shukriya ada kiya—"നന്ദി... വലിയ സഹായം" (Nandi… valiya sahaayam - Dhanyavaad, bahut madad). Locals muskaraye aur wahan se chale gaye.
Varun ne gaadi mein baithkar Sharda ki taraf dekha—"Amma, aapne suna?"—uski awaaz mein ek halki si shararat thi. SHARADA wo sab awara the ... par Amma agar wo aaj nahi hote to raat yahin kaatni padati ....
Kabhi ye sadakchaap awara bade helpful hote hain ...jaise aaj ...
Par kaisi bakwaas kar rehe the wo ...
Kyaa main teri Bhabhi lagati hun yaa Badi behan jaisi ....
Amma you have to be happy wo aapko young samjh rahe the ...
Sarada ne ek smile dii ...aur pyar se uske gaal pe haath maara sharmate hue .
Sharda ne apna haath uski godi par rakha, par kuch nahi kaha—bas halki si muskaan. Woh jaanti thi ki Varun ko un baaton ne aur garam kar diya hai. Aur Varun? Wo gaadi start karke aage badha—Kollam ab sirf 23 km door tha.
Aur uss bheegi shaam mein, un dono ke dilon mein ek naya raaz sama raha tha—jo na shabdon mein tha, na iqraaron mein, bas un bheegi raahon mein, aur un muskaan bhare lamhon mein.
"Kollam 23 km… ab bas kuch hi der hai."—Varun ne Sharda ko gaadi mein baithaya. Woh dono bheeg gaye the. Sharda ki saree uske badan se lipat rahi thi, aur uski saans bhaari thi.
Gaadi mein wohi gaana ab firkanta baj raha tha—"Bheegi bheegi si hai raatein…"—Sharda ne apne bheegi zulfein side ki, aur Varun ki taraf dekha. Uska blouse geela tha, aur uski chhati ka ek hissa saaf dikh raha tha. Varun ki nazar wahan atki, par usne jaldi se hata li.
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Varun ne gaadi start ki—"Amma, aapko bheegne mein maza aaya na ?"
Sarda bas muskara dii ...
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The Malabar Sands Resort ki raat unki pehli saanjh thi… aur bheegi aankhon aur geeli chaahaton ke saath, woh dono ek naye mod par khade the.
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The Malabar Sands Resort, Kollam — raat ke 8:30 baj rahe the.
Barish ab thodi kam ho gayi thi, jaise Kerala ne apna gussa thoda shaant kar liya ho. Resort ke gate par unka swagat kiya gaya—mango trees ke beech se guzarti hui raah, aur door kahin Arabian Sea ki lehron ki awaaz.
"Amma, hum pahunch gaye." —Varun ne gaadi rok kar Sharda ki taraf dekha. Uska bheega badan ab thoda sukh chuka tha, par uski saree ab bhi uski khubsurti ko aur nikharti hui lag rahi thi.
Sharda ne resort ke facade ko dekha—"Kya khoobsurat jagah hai... raat mein toh aur bhi..."
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo amma, andar chalein. Room already book hai—ocean view room."
Resort ka lobby shanti se jhilmilati roshni mein nahaya hua tha. Reception par ek local ladki ne muskurate hue welcome kiya—"Welcome to The Malabar Sands... aapka room number 207 hai... sea view."
Varun ne check-in kiya, aur dono lift ki taraf badhe. Lift ke andar, dono akele the. Sharda ne apne baalon ko side kiya, aur uski fragrance—mogra aur nariyal ka tel—ne lift ki hawa ko mehka diya.
Varun ne uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aap bahut alag lag rahi hain aaj…"
Sharda ne muskura kar uska haath pakda—"Kya alag? Geeli toh hai… bas sukha nahi hoon."
Lift ka darwaza khula. Room ka number 207—ek khula sa balcony, aur door kahin sea ki lehren apna raag suna rahi thin. Sharda balcony ki taraf badhi, aur hawa mein khadi ho gayi.
Varun ne peeche se uska haath pakda—"Amma…"
Sharda ne palat kar dekha—uski aankhon mein ek nami thi, jo barish ki nahi thi.
"Kya soch rahe ho?"
Varun ne uska haath chooma ...Ammaa ...
Sharda ne ek chapat lagai paglu kahin kaa !!
Room number 207, The Malabar Sands Resort, Kollam. Raat ke kareeb 9 baje.
Varun ne apna bag uthaya aur Sharda se kaha—
"Amma, main bathroom mein fresh ho jaata hoon… aap bhi taiyar ho jaayein. Neeche restaurant hai—hum light dinner kar lenge."
Sharda ne balcony se palat kar muskurate hue kaha—"Theek hai beta, main bhi thoda saans le loon… baarish ki thakaan utar jaaye."
Varun ko shararat soojhi, Vaise Sharda pehale se geeli thii aur balcony main baithii hui thii wo Pani ka ek jug lekar Sharda pe udel deta hai ...
Geela mat kar nalayak aur wo bhaag kar bathroom main ghus jaata hai ...
Varun bathroom mein gaya, kapde badle—fir ek casual shirt aur jeans pehen kar bahar aaya. Sharda ab bhi balcony mein khadi thi, uski saree ab thodi sukh gayi thi, hawa uske baalon ko uda rahi thi. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye ruk gaya, phir bina kuch kahe neeche chala gaya.
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Restaurant—'The Sea Lounge'—ek khula sa area, jahan se sea shore ka view dikhta tha. Bar counter pe light music chal raha tha—ek instrumental guitar piece.
Varun ne bar ke stool par baith kar kaha—"Ek large 90 ml whiskey… with soda."
Bartender ne glass bhara aur rakh diya. Varun ne pehla peg ek ghunt mein utaar diya. Uski nazar resort ke garden par thi, jahan couples walk kar rahe the.
"Amma ko bhi kuch try karna chahiye…" —uske mann mein shararat aayi. Usne bartender ko bulaya—"Ek mocktail banao… orange juice ka, lekin usme 90 ml vodka mila dena—bade glass mein. Thoda ice, aur lime slice."
Bartender ne muskurate hue tayyar kar diya.
Tab tak Varun ne do aur peg le liye—teen ho gaye. Uski aankhon mein ek halki si chamak thi, par control mein tha.
Tabhi Sharda aayi—ek simple cotton saree mein, haath mein ek potli, baalon ko jhapka kar, hawa mein thoda sa bheeg kar. Woh restaurant mein aate hi lag raha tha ki woh kisi film ki heroine ho.
Varun ne khade hokar uske liye chair kheench di—"Amma, aao… ye lo, aapke liye orange juice."
Sharda ne glass uthaya—"Orange juice? इतनी रात को?"
"Fresh hai, vitamin C… thakaan utar jaayegi." —Varun ne goli ghuma di.
Sharda ne ek sip liya—"Hmm… different sa taste hai… lemon aur orange… thoda tangy."
Varun muskuraya—"Accha laga? Aur lo…"
Sharda ne do-teen ghunt mein aadha glass khatam kar diya. Uska chehra thoda garm ho gaya, aur uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak aayi.
"Beta, ye toh bahut accha hai… ek aur?"
Varun ne turant doosra glass mangaaya—is baar usme 60 ml vodka tha.
Dono ne light dinner li—some appams, stew, aur grilled fish. Sharda ne do mocktail peene ke baad thoda relax feel kiya, uski baaton mein thoda khulapan aaya.
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Dinner ke baad, woh garden area mein chalne lage—Resort ka garden sea shore tak jaata tha, jahan lehren kareeb aa rahi thin. Raat ki hawa thandi thi, aur kuch hi door kuch lanterns jhil-mila rahe the.
Varun ne kaha—"Amma… aap thoda walk karein? Sea shore bahut khoobsurat hai."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein ab whiskey ki garmi thi, par control mein. Usne muskurate hue kaha—"Chalo beta… tere saath toh sab accha lagta hai."
Woh dono sea shore par chal rahe the—kuch door tak, lehron ki awaaz ke saath. Varun ne kaafi der baad uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aaj raat alag lag rahi hai… bahut khoobsurat."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—"Tere saath toh har raat alag lagti hai… beta." —uski awaaz mein ek halki si bechaini thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo, thodi der aur… phir room chalein."
Sharda ne apna haath nahi chhudaya—"Haan… thodi der aur."
---
Woh room main wapas aaye—kareeb 11 baje. Room ka darwaza band hote hi, dono ke beech ki dooriyaan aur kam ho gayin.
Varun ne balcony ke darwaze ko khula chhoda, taaki hawa aati rahe. Sharda ne bed ke kone par baith kar kaha—"Beta… bahut sukoon hai aaj…"
Varun ne uske paas ja kar baitha—"Amma… ye sukoon… bas humara hai." —usne uska haath apni godi mein rakha, aur Sharda ne usko rokna nahi chaaha.
---
Barish ab thodi kam ho gayi thi, jaise Kerala ne apna gussa thoda shaant kar liya ho. Resort ke gate par unka swagat kiya gaya—mango trees ke beech se guzarti hui raah, aur door kahin Arabian Sea ki lehron ki awaaz.
"Amma, hum pahunch gaye." —Varun ne gaadi rok kar Sharda ki taraf dekha. Uska bheega badan ab thoda sukh chuka tha, par uski saree ab bhi uski khubsurti ko aur nikharti hui lag rahi thi.
Sharda ne resort ke facade ko dekha—"Kya khoobsurat jagah hai... raat mein toh aur bhi..."
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo amma, andar chalein. Room already book hai—ocean view room."
Resort ka lobby shanti se jhilmilati roshni mein nahaya hua tha. Reception par ek local ladki ne muskurate hue welcome kiya—"Welcome to The Malabar Sands... aapka room number 207 hai... sea view."
Varun ne check-in kiya, aur dono lift ki taraf badhe. Lift ke andar, dono akele the. Sharda ne apne baalon ko side kiya, aur uski fragrance—mogra aur nariyal ka tel—ne lift ki hawa ko mehka diya.
Varun ne uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aap bahut alag lag rahi hain aaj…"
Sharda ne muskura kar uska haath pakda—"Kya alag? Geeli toh hai… bas sukha nahi hoon."
Lift ka darwaza khula. Room ka number 207—ek khula sa balcony, aur door kahin sea ki lehren apna raag suna rahi thin. Sharda balcony ki taraf badhi, aur hawa mein khadi ho gayi.
Varun ne peeche se uska haath pakda—"Amma…"
Sharda ne palat kar dekha—uski aankhon mein ek nami thi, jo barish ki nahi thi.
"Kya soch rahe ho?"
Varun ne uska haath chooma ...Ammaa ...
Sharda ne ek chapat lagai paglu kahin kaa !!
Room number 207, The Malabar Sands Resort, Kollam. Raat ke kareeb 9 baje.
Varun ne apna bag uthaya aur Sharda se kaha—
"Amma, main bathroom mein fresh ho jaata hoon… aap bhi taiyar ho jaayein. Neeche restaurant hai—hum light dinner kar lenge."
Sharda ne balcony se palat kar muskurate hue kaha—"Theek hai beta, main bhi thoda saans le loon… baarish ki thakaan utar jaaye."
Varun ko shararat soojhi, Vaise Sharda pehale se geeli thii aur balcony main baithii hui thii wo Pani ka ek jug lekar Sharda pe udel deta hai ...
Geela mat kar nalayak aur wo bhaag kar bathroom main ghus jaata hai ...
Varun bathroom mein gaya, kapde badle—fir ek casual shirt aur jeans pehen kar bahar aaya. Sharda ab bhi balcony mein khadi thi, uski saree ab thodi sukh gayi thi, hawa uske baalon ko uda rahi thi. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye ruk gaya, phir bina kuch kahe neeche chala gaya.
---
Restaurant—'The Sea Lounge'—ek khula sa area, jahan se sea shore ka view dikhta tha. Bar counter pe light music chal raha tha—ek instrumental guitar piece.
Varun ne bar ke stool par baith kar kaha—"Ek large 90 ml whiskey… with soda."
Bartender ne glass bhara aur rakh diya. Varun ne pehla peg ek ghunt mein utaar diya. Uski nazar resort ke garden par thi, jahan couples walk kar rahe the.
"Amma ko bhi kuch try karna chahiye…" —uske mann mein shararat aayi. Usne bartender ko bulaya—"Ek mocktail banao… orange juice ka, lekin usme 90 ml vodka mila dena—bade glass mein. Thoda ice, aur lime slice."
Bartender ne muskurate hue tayyar kar diya.
Tab tak Varun ne do aur peg le liye—teen ho gaye. Uski aankhon mein ek halki si chamak thi, par control mein tha.
Tabhi Sharda aayi—ek simple cotton saree mein, haath mein ek potli, baalon ko jhapka kar, hawa mein thoda sa bheeg kar. Woh restaurant mein aate hi lag raha tha ki woh kisi film ki heroine ho.
Varun ne khade hokar uske liye chair kheench di—"Amma, aao… ye lo, aapke liye orange juice."
Sharda ne glass uthaya—"Orange juice? इतनी रात को?"
"Fresh hai, vitamin C… thakaan utar jaayegi." —Varun ne goli ghuma di.
Sharda ne ek sip liya—"Hmm… different sa taste hai… lemon aur orange… thoda tangy."
Varun muskuraya—"Accha laga? Aur lo…"
Sharda ne do-teen ghunt mein aadha glass khatam kar diya. Uska chehra thoda garm ho gaya, aur uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak aayi.
"Beta, ye toh bahut accha hai… ek aur?"
Varun ne turant doosra glass mangaaya—is baar usme 60 ml vodka tha.
Dono ne light dinner li—some appams, stew, aur grilled fish. Sharda ne do mocktail peene ke baad thoda relax feel kiya, uski baaton mein thoda khulapan aaya.
---
Dinner ke baad, woh garden area mein chalne lage—Resort ka garden sea shore tak jaata tha, jahan lehren kareeb aa rahi thin. Raat ki hawa thandi thi, aur kuch hi door kuch lanterns jhil-mila rahe the.
Varun ne kaha—"Amma… aap thoda walk karein? Sea shore bahut khoobsurat hai."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein ab whiskey ki garmi thi, par control mein. Usne muskurate hue kaha—"Chalo beta… tere saath toh sab accha lagta hai."
Woh dono sea shore par chal rahe the—kuch door tak, lehron ki awaaz ke saath. Varun ne kaafi der baad uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aaj raat alag lag rahi hai… bahut khoobsurat."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—"Tere saath toh har raat alag lagti hai… beta." —uski awaaz mein ek halki si bechaini thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo, thodi der aur… phir room chalein."
Sharda ne apna haath nahi chhudaya—"Haan… thodi der aur."
---
Woh room main wapas aaye—kareeb 11 baje. Room ka darwaza band hote hi, dono ke beech ki dooriyaan aur kam ho gayin.
Varun ne balcony ke darwaze ko khula chhoda, taaki hawa aati rahe. Sharda ne bed ke kone par baith kar kaha—"Beta… bahut sukoon hai aaj…"
Varun ne uske paas ja kar baitha—"Amma… ye sukoon… bas humara hai." —usne uska haath apni godi mein rakha, aur Sharda ne usko rokna nahi chaaha.
---
The Malabar Sands Resort, Kollam — raat ke 8:30 baj rahe the.
Barish ab thodi kam ho gayi thi, jaise Kerala ne apna gussa thoda shaant kar liya ho. Resort ke gate par unka swagat kiya gaya—mango trees ke beech se guzarti hui raah, aur door kahin Arabian Sea ki lehron ki awaaz.
"Amma, hum pahunch gaye." —Varun ne gaadi rok kar Sharda ki taraf dekha. Uska bheega badan ab thoda sukh chuka tha, par uski saree ab bhi uski khubsurti ko aur nikharti hui lag rahi thi.
Sharda ne resort ke facade ko dekha—"Kya khoobsurat jagah hai... raat mein toh aur bhi..."
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo amma, andar chalein. Room already book hai—ocean view room."
Resort ka lobby shanti se jhilmilati roshni mein nahaya hua tha. Reception par ek local ladki ne muskurate hue welcome kiya—"Welcome to The Malabar Sands... aapka room number 207 hai... sea view."
Varun ne check-in kiya, aur dono lift ki taraf badhe. Lift ke andar, dono akele the. Sharda ne apne baalon ko side kiya, aur uski fragrance—mogra aur nariyal ka tel—ne lift ki hawa ko mehka diya.
Varun ne uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aap bahut alag lag rahi hain aaj…"
Sharda ne muskura kar uska haath pakda—"Kya alag? Geeli toh hai… bas sukha nahi hoon."
Lift ka darwaza khula. Room ka number 207—ek khula sa balcony, aur door kahin sea ki lehren apna raag suna rahi thin. Sharda balcony ki taraf badhi, aur hawa mein khadi ho gayi.
Varun ne peeche se uska haath pakda—"Amma…"
Sharda ne palat kar dekha—uski aankhon mein ek nami thi, jo barish ki nahi thi.
"Kya soch rahe ho?"
Varun ne uska haath chooma ...Ammaa ...
Sharda ne ek chapat lagai paglu kahin kaa !!
Room number 207, The Malabar Sands Resort, Kollam. Raat ke kareeb 9 baje.
Varun ne apna bag uthaya aur Sharda se kaha—
"Amma, main bathroom mein fresh ho jaata hoon… aap bhi taiyar ho jaayein. Neeche restaurant hai—hum light dinner kar lenge."
Sharda ne balcony se palat kar muskurate hue kaha—"Theek hai beta, main bhi thoda saans le loon… baarish ki thakaan utar jaaye."
Varun ko shararat soojhi, Vaise Sharda pehale se geeli thii aur balcony main baithii hui thii wo Pani ka ek jug lekar Sharda pe udel deta hai ...
Geela mat kar nalayak aur wo bhaag kar bathroom main ghus jaata hai ...
Varun bathroom mein gaya, kapde badle—fir ek casual shirt aur jeans pehen kar bahar aaya. Sharda ab bhi balcony mein khadi thi, uski saree ab thodi sukh gayi thi, hawa uske baalon ko uda rahi thi. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye ruk gaya, phir bina kuch kahe neeche chala gaya.
---
Restaurant—'The Sea Lounge'—ek khula sa area, jahan se sea shore ka view dikhta tha. Bar counter pe light music chal raha tha—ek instrumental guitar piece.
Varun ne bar ke stool par baith kar kaha—"Ek large 90 ml whiskey… with soda."
Bartender ne glass bhara aur rakh diya. Varun ne pehla peg ek ghunt mein utaar diya. Uski nazar resort ke garden par thi, jahan couples walk kar rahe the.
"Amma ko bhi kuch try karna chahiye…" —uske mann mein shararat aayi. Usne bartender ko bulaya—"Ek mocktail banao… orange juice ka, lekin usme 90 ml vodka mila dena—bade glass mein. Thoda ice, aur lime slice."
Bartender ne muskurate hue tayyar kar diya.
Tab tak Varun ne do aur peg le liye—teen ho gaye. Uski aankhon mein ek halki si chamak thi, par control mein tha.
Tabhi Sharda aayi—ek simple cotton saree mein, haath mein ek potli, baalon ko jhapka kar, hawa mein thoda sa bheeg kar. Woh restaurant mein aate hi lag raha tha ki woh kisi film ki heroine ho.
Varun ne khade hokar uske liye chair kheench di—"Amma, aao… ye lo, aapke liye orange juice."
Sharda ne glass uthaya—"Orange juice? इतनी रात को?"
"Fresh hai, vitamin C… thakaan utar jaayegi." —Varun ne goli ghuma di.
Sharda ne ek sip liya—"Hmm… different sa taste hai… lemon aur orange… thoda tangy."
Varun muskuraya—"Accha laga? Aur lo…"
Sharda ne do-teen ghunt mein aadha glass khatam kar diya. Uska chehra thoda garm ho gaya, aur uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak aayi.
"Beta, ye toh bahut accha hai… ek aur?"
Varun ne turant doosra glass mangaaya—is baar usme 60 ml vodka tha.
Dono ne light dinner li—some appams, stew, aur grilled fish. Sharda ne do mocktail peene ke baad thoda relax feel kiya, uski baaton mein thoda khulapan aaya.
---
Dinner ke baad, woh garden area mein chalne lage—Resort ka garden sea shore tak jaata tha, jahan lehren kareeb aa rahi thin. Raat ki hawa thandi thi, aur kuch hi door kuch lanterns jhil-mila rahe the.
Varun ne kaha—"Amma… aap thoda walk karein? Sea shore bahut khoobsurat hai."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein ab whiskey ki garmi thi, par control mein. Usne muskurate hue kaha—"Chalo beta… tere saath toh sab accha lagta hai."
Woh dono sea shore par chal rahe the—kuch door tak, lehron ki awaaz ke saath. Varun ne kaafi der baad uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aaj raat alag lag rahi hai… bahut khoobsurat."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—"Tere saath toh har raat alag lagti hai… beta." —uski awaaz mein ek halki si bechaini thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo, thodi der aur… phir room chalein."
Sharda ne apna haath nahi chhudaya—"Haan… thodi der aur."
---
Woh room main wapas aaye—kareeb 11 baje. Room ka darwaza band hote hi, dono ke beech ki dooriyaan aur kam ho gayin.
Varun ne balcony ke darwaze ko khula chhoda, taaki hawa aati rahe. Sharda ne bed ke kone par baith kar kaha—"Beta… bahut sukoon hai aaj…"
Varun ne uske paas ja kar baitha—"Amma… ye sukoon… bas humara hai." —usne uska haath apni godi mein rakha, aur Sharda ne usko rokna nahi chaaha.
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Barish ab thodi kam ho gayi thi, jaise Kerala ne apna gussa thoda shaant kar liya ho. Resort ke gate par unka swagat kiya gaya—mango trees ke beech se guzarti hui raah, aur door kahin Arabian Sea ki lehron ki awaaz.
"Amma, hum pahunch gaye." —Varun ne gaadi rok kar Sharda ki taraf dekha. Uska bheega badan ab thoda sukh chuka tha, par uski saree ab bhi uski khubsurti ko aur nikharti hui lag rahi thi.
Sharda ne resort ke facade ko dekha—"Kya khoobsurat jagah hai... raat mein toh aur bhi..."
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo amma, andar chalein. Room already book hai—ocean view room."
Resort ka lobby shanti se jhilmilati roshni mein nahaya hua tha. Reception par ek local ladki ne muskurate hue welcome kiya—"Welcome to The Malabar Sands... aapka room number 207 hai... sea view."
Varun ne check-in kiya, aur dono lift ki taraf badhe. Lift ke andar, dono akele the. Sharda ne apne baalon ko side kiya, aur uski fragrance—mogra aur nariyal ka tel—ne lift ki hawa ko mehka diya.
Varun ne uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aap bahut alag lag rahi hain aaj…"
Sharda ne muskura kar uska haath pakda—"Kya alag? Geeli toh hai… bas sukha nahi hoon."
Lift ka darwaza khula. Room ka number 207—ek khula sa balcony, aur door kahin sea ki lehren apna raag suna rahi thin. Sharda balcony ki taraf badhi, aur hawa mein khadi ho gayi.
Varun ne peeche se uska haath pakda—"Amma…"
Sharda ne palat kar dekha—uski aankhon mein ek nami thi, jo barish ki nahi thi.
"Kya soch rahe ho?"
Varun ne uska haath chooma ...Ammaa ...
Sharda ne ek chapat lagai paglu kahin kaa !!
Room number 207, The Malabar Sands Resort, Kollam. Raat ke kareeb 9 baje.
Varun ne apna bag uthaya aur Sharda se kaha—
"Amma, main bathroom mein fresh ho jaata hoon… aap bhi taiyar ho jaayein. Neeche restaurant hai—hum light dinner kar lenge."
Sharda ne balcony se palat kar muskurate hue kaha—"Theek hai beta, main bhi thoda saans le loon… baarish ki thakaan utar jaaye."
Varun ko shararat soojhi, Vaise Sharda pehale se geeli thii aur balcony main baithii hui thii wo Pani ka ek jug lekar Sharda pe udel deta hai ...
Geela mat kar nalayak aur wo bhaag kar bathroom main ghus jaata hai ...
Varun bathroom mein gaya, kapde badle—fir ek casual shirt aur jeans pehen kar bahar aaya. Sharda ab bhi balcony mein khadi thi, uski saree ab thodi sukh gayi thi, hawa uske baalon ko uda rahi thi. Varun ne usko dekha—ek pal ke liye ruk gaya, phir bina kuch kahe neeche chala gaya.
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Restaurant—'The Sea Lounge'—ek khula sa area, jahan se sea shore ka view dikhta tha. Bar counter pe light music chal raha tha—ek instrumental guitar piece.
Varun ne bar ke stool par baith kar kaha—"Ek large 90 ml whiskey… with soda."
Bartender ne glass bhara aur rakh diya. Varun ne pehla peg ek ghunt mein utaar diya. Uski nazar resort ke garden par thi, jahan couples walk kar rahe the.
"Amma ko bhi kuch try karna chahiye…" —uske mann mein shararat aayi. Usne bartender ko bulaya—"Ek mocktail banao… orange juice ka, lekin usme 90 ml vodka mila dena—bade glass mein. Thoda ice, aur lime slice."
Bartender ne muskurate hue tayyar kar diya.
Tab tak Varun ne do aur peg le liye—teen ho gaye. Uski aankhon mein ek halki si chamak thi, par control mein tha.
Tabhi Sharda aayi—ek simple cotton saree mein, haath mein ek potli, baalon ko jhapka kar, hawa mein thoda sa bheeg kar. Woh restaurant mein aate hi lag raha tha ki woh kisi film ki heroine ho.
Varun ne khade hokar uske liye chair kheench di—"Amma, aao… ye lo, aapke liye orange juice."
Sharda ne glass uthaya—"Orange juice? इतनी रात को?"
"Fresh hai, vitamin C… thakaan utar jaayegi." —Varun ne goli ghuma di.
Sharda ne ek sip liya—"Hmm… different sa taste hai… lemon aur orange… thoda tangy."
Varun muskuraya—"Accha laga? Aur lo…"
Sharda ne do-teen ghunt mein aadha glass khatam kar diya. Uska chehra thoda garm ho gaya, aur uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak aayi.
"Beta, ye toh bahut accha hai… ek aur?"
Varun ne turant doosra glass mangaaya—is baar usme 60 ml vodka tha.
Dono ne light dinner li—some appams, stew, aur grilled fish. Sharda ne do mocktail peene ke baad thoda relax feel kiya, uski baaton mein thoda khulapan aaya.
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Dinner ke baad, woh garden area mein chalne lage—Resort ka garden sea shore tak jaata tha, jahan lehren kareeb aa rahi thin. Raat ki hawa thandi thi, aur kuch hi door kuch lanterns jhil-mila rahe the.
Varun ne kaha—"Amma… aap thoda walk karein? Sea shore bahut khoobsurat hai."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein ab whiskey ki garmi thi, par control mein. Usne muskurate hue kaha—"Chalo beta… tere saath toh sab accha lagta hai."
Woh dono sea shore par chal rahe the—kuch door tak, lehron ki awaaz ke saath. Varun ne kaafi der baad uski taraf dekha—"Amma… aaj raat alag lag rahi hai… bahut khoobsurat."
Sharda ne uski taraf dekha—"Tere saath toh har raat alag lagti hai… beta." —uski awaaz mein ek halki si bechaini thi.
Varun ne uska haath pakda—"Chalo, thodi der aur… phir room chalein."
Sharda ne apna haath nahi chhudaya—"Haan… thodi der aur."
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Woh room main wapas aaye—kareeb 11 baje. Room ka darwaza band hote hi, dono ke beech ki dooriyaan aur kam ho gayin.
Varun ne balcony ke darwaze ko khula chhoda, taaki hawa aati rahe. Sharda ne bed ke kone par baith kar kaha—"Beta… bahut sukoon hai aaj…"
Varun ne uske paas ja kar baitha—"Amma… ye sukoon… bas humara hai." —usne uska haath apni godi mein rakha, aur Sharda ne usko rokna nahi chaaha.
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