Incest meri maa nandini ke transformation ki kahani (incest + adultery)

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Bhai ye story ek maa ke transformation ki hai toh bete ke alawa aur logon ke saath bhi maa ke sambandh banenge

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Bhai writer ko khud k hissab se likhne do aakhir story ka pura maza use pta h wo apne hissab se likhega tbhi sbko mja aayega

 

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Bhai itna time nahi hai , mujhe dm kar diya karo pics or gifs main add kar dunga agar scenes ke according hoga toh

Thoda time lo lekin gif aur pic add karo bhai

 

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Bhai update thoda long ho to or maza aye ...... good writing

 

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Update 5

Satyam aur Rahul nadi kinare se apne-apne ghar ki taraf chal diye. Satyam ka dimaag ab bhi Savita ke bheege jism ke scene aur Rahul ki tharki baaton mein uljha hua tha. Savita ki woh chipki hui saree, uske chuche ka ubhar, aur uski matakti gaand uske dimaag mein ek chhupa sa nasha jaga rahi thi. Rahul ka woh mazak “Maa bhi toh ek aurat hi hai, aur tu jawan ladka hai” uske kaanon mein goonj raha tha. Satyam ne apne aap ko sambhalte hue socha, “Yeh sab galat hai, main aisa kyun soch raha hoon?” Lekin uska jism aur dimaag ek doosre ke khilaaf lad rahe the.

Haveli pahunchte hi Satyam ne dekha ki Nandini ab bhi safai mein lagi hui thi. Haveli ka hall ab pehle se kafi saaf dikh raha tha, uski saree thodi si gandi ho chuki thi. Satyam ne apni nazar jhukayi aur dheeme se kaha, “Maa, main aa gaya.”

Nandini ne muskurate hue kaha, “Achha, beta. Tu thodi der aaram kar le, main yeh safai khatam kar leti hoon.” Uske chehre par thakan ke saath ek mithi si muskurahat thi, lekin uski aankhon mein wahi bechaini chhupi hui thi jo shehar se yahan tak saath aayi thi.

Thodi der baad, jab Nandini haveli ke ek kamre mein purane bistar ke chaddar badal rahi thi, uska phone baja, screen par Savita ka naam dikh raha tha. Nandini ne phone uthaya, “Haan, Savita ji, bolo?”

Savita ki mithi awaaz phone se aayi, “Arre, Nandini ji! Bas socha aap dono gaon aaye ho, toh kyun na dopeher ka khana saath mein khaayein? Main dal-baati-churma bana rahi hoon. Aap dono aa jao ghar par!”

Nandini ne thodi der socha. Haveli ki safai abhi poori nahi hui thi, lekin Savita ka pyar bhara invitation aur gaon ka yeh purana rishta uske liye ek chhoti si khushi thi. “Theek hai, Savita ji, hum aa jayenge. Kitne baje aayein?” usne pucha.

“1 baje tak aa jao. Aur haan, Nandini ji, thodi der baithkar baatein bhi karenge!” Savita ne hans kar kaha, aur phone rakh diya. Nandini ne muskurate hue phone table par rakha aur Satyam ko awaaz di, “Beta, Savita ji ne dopeher ke khane ke liye ghar bulaya hai. Taiyaar ho ja, thodi der mein chalte hain.”

Satyam, jo apne kamre mein let kar apne dimaag ke toofan se lad raha tha, ne sir hilaya, “Theek hai, maa. Main taiyaar ho jata hoon.” Usne ek simple shirt aur jeans pehna, lekin uska dimaag ab bhi Savita ke bheege jism aur Rahul ki baaton mein uljha tha.

Dopeher ke 1 baje, Nandini aur Satyam Savita ke ghar pahunch gaye. Savita ne darwaza khola, ek neeli saree mein, jo uske gore jism par bilkul jach rahi thi. Uske baal khule the, aur uske chehre par ek pyari si muskurahat thi. “Arre, Nandini ji, aa jao! Satyam beta, andar aa!” Savita ne dono ko gale lagaya aur ghar ke chhote se dining area mein le gayi.

Table par garam garam dal, baati aur churma, aloo ki sabzi, aur mooli ka salad saja hua tha. Rahul bhi wahan baitha tha, apne phone mein kuch dekh raha tha. “Arre, Satyam bhai, aa gaya!” Rahul ne hanste hue kaha.

Khana shuru hua, aur Savita ke haathon ka swad sabki zubaan par chha gaya. Nandini ne tareef ki, “Savita ji, yeh dal-baati toh ekdum lajawab hai! Shehar mein aisa taste kahan milta hai?” Savita ne hans kar kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, yeh toh gaon ka pyar hai. Tum bhi toh itna achha khana banati ho!”

Satyam aur Rahul bhi khane mein mast the, lekin Satyam ka dimaag ab bhi thodi der pehle nadi kinare ke scene mein atka hua tha. Savita ki woh muskurahat, jab usne uski nazar pakdi thi, uske liye ek naya sawal ban rahi thi. Woh chupke se Savita ko dekhta, aur phir jaldi apni nazar plate par jhuka leta.

Khana khatam hone ke baad, Nandini aur Savita kitchen ke paas wale kamre mein chali gayi, jahan ek chhota sa sofa aur ek purana radio rakha tha. Savita ne chai ke liye pani chadhaya aur Nandini se baatein shuru ki. “nandini ji, shehar mein kya chal raha hai? Koi nayi baat?” Savita ne chai ke cup banate hue kaha.

Nandini ne muskurate hue kaha, “Arre, Savita ji, shehar mein toh bas kaam aur bhag-daud. Tum batao, gaon mein kya chal raha hai?” Usne apni saree ka pallu theek kiya. Savita ne ek pal ke liye Nandini ko dekha, aur uske chehre par ek halki si muskurahat aayi.

“Gaon mein bhi wahi, nandini ji. Bas yahan log apne kheton aur rishton mein uljhe rehte hain. Waise Nandini ji, tum toh ab bhi ekdum jawan dikhti ho! Gajodhar ji kitne naseeb wale hain!” Savita ne thodi sharaarat ke saath kaha. Nandini ka chehra thoda laal ho gaya, aur usne baat badalne ke liye kaha, “Arre, Savita ji, tum bhi toh kisi se kam nahi. Rahul ke papa kahan hai aaj-kal?”

Savita ne ek gehri saans li, “Woh toh apne kaam mein busy rehte hain, nandini ji, Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai ki ek aurat ka jism bhi toh kuch maangta hai!” Usne Nandini ki taraf dekha , dono ke beech kuch pal ke liye khamoshi chha gayi. Nandini ke dimaag mein Vidya, Madhuri, aur Shilpa ki baatein phir se goonj uthi, lekin usne bas muskurakar kaha, “Haan, Savita ji, yeh baat toh sahi hai.”

Dusri taraf, Satyam aur Rahul dining area mein hi baithe the, apne khali plates ke saath. Rahul ne apna phone side mein rakha aur Satyam se kaha, “Bhai, shehar mein kya scene hai? Teri college life kaisi chal rahi hai? Koi dost, koi ladki?”

Satyam ne thodi sharam ke saath kaha, “Arre, yaar, college toh theek hai. Exams khatam hue, ab chhuttiyan hain. 3 Dost hain – Golu, Bittu, aur Vicky. Bade wale tharki hain saale.”

Rahul ne shararati hasi ke saath kaha, “Tharki dost? Arre, bhai, wohi toh asli wale dost hote hain! Koi spicy baat bata, kya bolte hain yeh Golu, Bittu aur vicky?” Satyam ne baat ghumane ki koshish ki, “Bas, yaar, woh log har waqt ladkiyon, bhabhiyon aur auntiyon ke baare mein baatein karte hain. Tu bhi toh wahi baat kar raha tha nadi kinare!”

Rahul ne zor se hasa, “Haan, bhai, kyunki asli maza wahi hai! Waise, tu bhi kaun sa kam tharki hai. Nadi kinare meri maa ko aise kyun dekh raha tha?” Usne phir se aankh mari, aur Satyam ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya. “Arre, woh… bas aise hi,” Satyam ne ladkhadate hue kaha, lekin Rahul ki hasi uske liye ek aur bechaini ban rahi thi.

Thodi si chuppi ke baad Savita ne chai ka cup table par rakha aur Nandini ki taraf thoda jhuk kar, dheeme se kaha, “nandini ji, ek baat bolun? Aaj nadi kinare ek mazedar kissa hua.” Usne aise bola jaise koi juicy gossip sunane wali ho. Nandini ne thodi hairani se kaha, “kissa? Savita ji! aisa kya ho gaya?”

Savita ne apne hothon par ek halki si hasi rakhi aur kaan mein dheeme se kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, main paani bharne gayi thi na nadi kinare, aur wahan satyam aur rahul baithkar baatein kar rahe the. Jab main matki bhar kar uthi, thoda paani chhalak kar mere blouse aur saree par gir gaya. Bas, phir kya! Satyam toh meri taraf aise dekhne laga, jaise koi film ko heroine ko dekhta hai!”

Nandini ka chehra ek pal ke liye laal ho gaya. “Arre, Savita ji, yeh kya bol rahi ho? Mera beta toh sharmila ladka hai, usne aisa kyun kiya?” usne baat ghumane ki koshish ki, lekin uska dil thodi si bechaini se dhadakne laga. Savita ne Nandini ka haath pakda aur dheeme se kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, sharmila toh hai, lekin jawan ladka hai. Aur main bhi toh ek aurat hoon, sach bolun, mujhe toh thoda maza hi aaya uski woh nazar dekh kar aisa laga jaise ab bhi meri jawani mein kuch baat hai!”

Savita ki baaton mein ek ajeeb si masti thi, aur Nandini ke dimaag mein ek toofan sa uthne laga. Usne apne bete Satyam ke bare mein aisa kabhi socha nahi tha, lekin Savita ki baatein uske liye ek nayi soch la rahi thi. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Savita ji, tum bhi na, Satyam toh bas aise hi dekh raha hoga.” Lekin andar hi andar, uske dil mein ek alag sa ehsaas jaag raha tha ek aisi bechaini jo uske sanskaron ke khilaaf thi

Savita ne Nandini ke chehre par woh bechaini padh li, lekin usne baat aage badhayi. “nandini ji, yeh sab toh hota rehta hai. Waise tumhe toh pata hai, tumhara roop toh ab bhi gaon ke mardon ko pagal karta hai. Satyam tera beta hai, lekin woh bhi toh ek mard hi ban raha hai?” Usne ek tirchhi nazar se Nandini ko dekha, aur Nandini ka chehra sharam ke saath aur laal ho gaya.

Dusri taraf dining table par Rahul ne Satyam se kaha, “Bhai, waise tujhe ek baat bolun? Teri maa, Nandini aunty, toh ekdum mast hai yaar! Matlab, unka roop… haye, gaon mein aisi aurat kahan milti hai!” Uske chehre par ek tharki si hasi thi.

Satyam ka dil ek pal ke liye dhadak utha. Uske dimaag mein us raat ka scene phir se aaya Nandini ka nanga jism, uske papa ki nakaam koshish. Rahul ki baatein uske liye ek nasha ban rahi thi, lekin woh sharminda bhi tha. “Arre, Rahul, yeh kya bol raha hai? Woh meri maa hai!” usne baat ghumane ki koshish ki, lekin uska chehra thoda laal ho gaya.

Rahul ne zor se hasa aur Satyam ke kandhe par haath rakha, “Arre, bhai, main toh bas tareef kar raha hoon! Teri maa ekdum heroine jaisi hai, yaar. Agar woh meri maa hoti, toh main bhi roz uski khubsurati dekhkar pagal ho jaata!” Usne aankh mari, aur Satyam ka dil ek ajeeb si garmi mein jhulasne laga. Rahul ki baatein uske doston Golu, Bittu aur Vicky ki baaton jaisi thi, aur Satyam ko andar hi andar ek alag sa maza aane laga. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Chal, yaar, ab bas kar. Tu bhi na,”

Rahul ne phir se hans kar kaha, “waise, teri maa itni khoobsurat hai toh tere dost bhi baatein karte hain kya shehar mein?” Usne mazak mein poochha, lekin Satyam ne jaldi se kaha, “Nahi yaar, bas tu hi aisi bakwas kar raha hai!” Lekin uska jism us maze ko chhupa nahi pa raha tha jo Rahul ki tareefon se mil raha tha.

 

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MST start hai bhai

Bahut badhiya update tha yr mja aa gya

Uff bihari babu hum bhi bihar se hai bahut din ho gye gaon ki aisi desi kahani padhe huye maja aayega aise hi majedar update dete rho bhai

Gif aur pic add karo bhai

Okk....but pehlee Maa ki chudai bete se honi chahiye plzz Biharibabu

Bhai writer ko khud k hissab se likhne do aakhir story ka pura maza use pta h wo apne hissab se likhega tbhi sbko mja aayega

Wonderful

Thoda time lo lekin gif aur pic add karo bhai

Bhai update thoda long ho to or maza aye ...... good writing

Thanks
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Update 5

Satyam aur Rahul nadi kinare se apne-apne ghar ki taraf chal diye. Satyam ka dimaag ab bhi Savita ke bheege jism ke scene aur Rahul ki tharki baaton mein uljha hua tha. Savita ki woh chipki hui saree, uske chuche ka ubhar, aur uski matakti gaand uske dimaag mein ek chhupa sa nasha jaga rahi thi. Rahul ka woh mazak “Maa bhi toh ek aurat hi hai, aur tu jawan ladka hai” uske kaanon mein goonj raha tha. Satyam ne apne aap ko sambhalte hue socha, “Yeh sab galat hai, main aisa kyun soch raha hoon?” Lekin uska jism aur dimaag ek doosre ke khilaaf lad rahe the.

Haveli pahunchte hi Satyam ne dekha ki Nandini ab bhi safai mein lagi hui thi. Haveli ka hall ab pehle se kafi saaf dikh raha tha, uski saree thodi si gandi ho chuki thi. Satyam ne apni nazar jhukayi aur dheeme se kaha, “Maa, main aa gaya.”

Nandini ne muskurate hue kaha, “Achha, beta. Tu thodi der aaram kar le, main yeh safai khatam kar leti hoon.” Uske chehre par thakan ke saath ek mithi si muskurahat thi, lekin uski aankhon mein wahi bechaini chhupi hui thi jo shehar se yahan tak saath aayi thi.

Thodi der baad, jab Nandini haveli ke ek kamre mein purane bistar ke chaddar badal rahi thi, uska phone baja, screen par Savita ka naam dikh raha tha. Nandini ne phone uthaya, “Haan, Savita ji, bolo?”

Savita ki mithi awaaz phone se aayi, “Arre, Nandini ji! Bas socha aap dono gaon aaye ho, toh kyun na dopeher ka khana saath mein khaayein? Main dal-baati-churma bana rahi hoon. Aap dono aa jao ghar par!”

Nandini ne thodi der socha. Haveli ki safai abhi poori nahi hui thi, lekin Savita ka pyar bhara invitation aur gaon ka yeh purana rishta uske liye ek chhoti si khushi thi. “Theek hai, Savita ji, hum aa jayenge. Kitne baje aayein?” usne pucha.

“1 baje tak aa jao. Aur haan, Nandini ji, thodi der baithkar baatein bhi karenge!” Savita ne hans kar kaha, aur phone rakh diya. Nandini ne muskurate hue phone table par rakha aur Satyam ko awaaz di, “Beta, Savita ji ne dopeher ke khane ke liye ghar bulaya hai. Taiyaar ho ja, thodi der mein chalte hain.”

Satyam, jo apne kamre mein let kar apne dimaag ke toofan se lad raha tha, ne sir hilaya, “Theek hai, maa. Main taiyaar ho jata hoon.” Usne ek simple shirt aur jeans pehna, lekin uska dimaag ab bhi Savita ke bheege jism aur Rahul ki baaton mein uljha tha.

Dopeher ke 1 baje, Nandini aur Satyam Savita ke ghar pahunch gaye. Savita ne darwaza khola, ek neeli saree mein, jo uske gore jism par bilkul jach rahi thi. Uske baal khule the, aur uske chehre par ek pyari si muskurahat thi. “Arre, Nandini ji, aa jao! Satyam beta, andar aa!” Savita ne dono ko gale lagaya aur ghar ke chhote se dining area mein le gayi.

Table par garam garam dal, baati aur churma, aloo ki sabzi, aur mooli ka salad saja hua tha. Rahul bhi wahan baitha tha, apne phone mein kuch dekh raha tha. “Arre, Satyam bhai, aa gaya!” Rahul ne hanste hue kaha.

Khana shuru hua, aur Savita ke haathon ka swad sabki zubaan par chha gaya. Nandini ne tareef ki, “Savita ji, yeh dal-baati toh ekdum lajawab hai! Shehar mein aisa taste kahan milta hai?” Savita ne hans kar kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, yeh toh gaon ka pyar hai. Tum bhi toh itna achha khana banati ho!”

Satyam aur Rahul bhi khane mein mast the, lekin Satyam ka dimaag ab bhi thodi der pehle nadi kinare ke scene mein atka hua tha. Savita ki woh muskurahat, jab usne uski nazar pakdi thi, uske liye ek naya sawal ban rahi thi. Woh chupke se Savita ko dekhta, aur phir jaldi apni nazar plate par jhuka leta.

Khana khatam hone ke baad, Nandini aur Savita kitchen ke paas wale kamre mein chali gayi, jahan ek chhota sa sofa aur ek purana radio rakha tha. Savita ne chai ke liye pani chadhaya aur Nandini se baatein shuru ki. “nandini ji, shehar mein kya chal raha hai? Koi nayi baat?” Savita ne chai ke cup banate hue kaha.

Nandini ne muskurate hue kaha, “Arre, Savita ji, shehar mein toh bas kaam aur bhag-daud. Tum batao, gaon mein kya chal raha hai?” Usne apni saree ka pallu theek kiya. Savita ne ek pal ke liye Nandini ko dekha, aur uske chehre par ek halki si muskurahat aayi.

“Gaon mein bhi wahi, nandini ji. Bas yahan log apne kheton aur rishton mein uljhe rehte hain. Waise Nandini ji, tum toh ab bhi ekdum jawan dikhti ho! Gajodhar ji kitne naseeb wale hain!” Savita ne thodi sharaarat ke saath kaha. Nandini ka chehra thoda laal ho gaya, aur usne baat badalne ke liye kaha, “Arre, Savita ji, tum bhi toh kisi se kam nahi. Rahul ke papa kahan hai aaj-kal?”

Savita ne ek gehri saans li, “Woh toh apne kaam mein busy rehte hain, nandini ji, Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai ki ek aurat ka jism bhi toh kuch maangta hai!” Usne Nandini ki taraf dekha , dono ke beech kuch pal ke liye khamoshi chha gayi. Nandini ke dimaag mein Vidya, Madhuri, aur Shilpa ki baatein phir se goonj uthi, lekin usne bas muskurakar kaha, “Haan, Savita ji, yeh baat toh sahi hai.”

Dusri taraf, Satyam aur Rahul dining area mein hi baithe the, apne khali plates ke saath. Rahul ne apna phone side mein rakha aur Satyam se kaha, “Bhai, shehar mein kya scene hai? Teri college life kaisi chal rahi hai? Koi dost, koi ladki?”

Satyam ne thodi sharam ke saath kaha, “Arre, yaar, college toh theek hai. Exams khatam hue, ab chhuttiyan hain. 3 Dost hain – Golu, Bittu, aur Vicky. Bade wale tharki hain saale.”

Rahul ne shararati hasi ke saath kaha, “Tharki dost? Arre, bhai, wohi toh asli wale dost hote hain! Koi spicy baat bata, kya bolte hain yeh Golu, Bittu aur vicky?” Satyam ne baat ghumane ki koshish ki, “Bas, yaar, woh log har waqt ladkiyon, bhabhiyon aur auntiyon ke baare mein baatein karte hain. Tu bhi toh wahi baat kar raha tha nadi kinare!”

Rahul ne zor se hasa, “Haan, bhai, kyunki asli maza wahi hai! Waise, tu bhi kaun sa kam tharki hai. Nadi kinare meri maa ko aise kyun dekh raha tha?” Usne phir se aankh mari, aur Satyam ka chehra sharam se laal ho gaya. “Arre, woh… bas aise hi,” Satyam ne ladkhadate hue kaha, lekin Rahul ki hasi uske liye ek aur bechaini ban rahi thi.

Thodi si chuppi ke baad Savita ne chai ka cup table par rakha aur Nandini ki taraf thoda jhuk kar, dheeme se kaha, “nandini ji, ek baat bolun? Aaj nadi kinare ek mazedar kissa hua.” Usne aise bola jaise koi juicy gossip sunane wali ho. Nandini ne thodi hairani se kaha, “kissa? Savita ji! aisa kya ho gaya?”

Savita ne apne hothon par ek halki si hasi rakhi aur kaan mein dheeme se kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, main paani bharne gayi thi na nadi kinare, aur wahan satyam aur rahul baithkar baatein kar rahe the. Jab main matki bhar kar uthi, thoda paani chhalak kar mere blouse aur saree par gir gaya. Bas, phir kya! Satyam toh meri taraf aise dekhne laga, jaise koi film ko heroine ko dekhta hai!”

Nandini ka chehra ek pal ke liye laal ho gaya. “Arre, Savita ji, yeh kya bol rahi ho? Mera beta toh sharmila ladka hai, usne aisa kyun kiya?” usne baat ghumane ki koshish ki, lekin uska dil thodi si bechaini se dhadakne laga. Savita ne Nandini ka haath pakda aur dheeme se kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, sharmila toh hai, lekin jawan ladka hai. Aur main bhi toh ek aurat hoon, sach bolun, mujhe toh thoda maza hi aaya uski woh nazar dekh kar aisa laga jaise ab bhi meri jawani mein kuch baat hai!”

Savita ki baaton mein ek ajeeb si masti thi, aur Nandini ke dimaag mein ek toofan sa uthne laga. Usne apne bete Satyam ke bare mein aisa kabhi socha nahi tha, lekin Savita ki baatein uske liye ek nayi soch la rahi thi. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Savita ji, tum bhi na, Satyam toh bas aise hi dekh raha hoga.” Lekin andar hi andar, uske dil mein ek alag sa ehsaas jaag raha tha ek aisi bechaini jo uske sanskaron ke khilaaf thi

Savita ne Nandini ke chehre par woh bechaini padh li, lekin usne baat aage badhayi. “nandini ji, yeh sab toh hota rehta hai. Waise tumhe toh pata hai, tumhara roop toh ab bhi gaon ke mardon ko pagal karta hai. Satyam tera beta hai, lekin woh bhi toh ek mard hi ban raha hai?” Usne ek tirchhi nazar se Nandini ko dekha, aur Nandini ka chehra sharam ke saath aur laal ho gaya.

Dusri taraf dining table par Rahul ne Satyam se kaha, “Bhai, waise tujhe ek baat bolun? Teri maa, Nandini aunty, toh ekdum mast hai yaar! Matlab, unka roop… haye, gaon mein aisi aurat kahan milti hai!” Uske chehre par ek tharki si hasi thi.

Satyam ka dil ek pal ke liye dhadak utha. Uske dimaag mein us raat ka scene phir se aaya Nandini ka nanga jism, uske papa ki nakaam koshish. Rahul ki baatein uske liye ek nasha ban rahi thi, lekin woh sharminda bhi tha. “Arre, Rahul, yeh kya bol raha hai? Woh meri maa hai!” usne baat ghumane ki koshish ki, lekin uska chehra thoda laal ho gaya.

Rahul ne zor se hasa aur Satyam ke kandhe par haath rakha, “Arre, bhai, main toh bas tareef kar raha hoon! Teri maa ekdum heroine jaisi hai, yaar. Agar woh meri maa hoti, toh main bhi roz uski khubsurati dekhkar pagal ho jaata!” Usne aankh mari, aur Satyam ka dil ek ajeeb si garmi mein jhulasne laga. Rahul ki baatein uske doston Golu, Bittu aur Vicky ki baaton jaisi thi, aur Satyam ko andar hi andar ek alag sa maza aane laga. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Chal, yaar, ab bas kar. Tu bhi na,”

Rahul ne phir se hans kar kaha, “waise, teri maa itni khoobsurat hai toh tere dost bhi baatein karte hain kya shehar mein?” Usne mazak mein poochha, lekin Satyam ne jaldi se kaha, “Nahi yaar, bas tu hi aisi bakwas kar raha hai!” Lekin uska jism us maze ko chhupa nahi pa raha tha jo Rahul ki tareefon se mil raha tha.

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