Fir main jydatar gaon main hi rahne lag gaya, college bhi subah wahi se nikalta tha, chachi bhi kush thi, ki koi to hai inti badi haveli main, unke room ke sath mera room tha, shyam ko Chachi wapis aake khana banati fir hum dono TV pe koi serial dekhte aur fir so jate, yeh routine ban gya tha
Saturday ko Chachi aur mere chuti hoti, to hum car se Gurgaon jate shopping karne ke liye
Agar chachi ko ladies garments lene hote to main ander nhi jta, woh akele hi le aati thi, fir kisi hotel me lunch karke hum ghar aajate
Kabhi chachi hotel ke jagah kisi thele se chole kulche khati aur juice pite, kuch fixed nhi tha
Bas aise hi final year bhi aa gya
Main chachi ke kafi close tha, mere hisab se, lekin mere ko aisa koi signal nhi mila tha, kabhi dinner bad raat ko Chachi car main drive ke liye kehti, reason wohi ke battery down na hojaye
Main bhi chup chap jaisa woh kheti kar deta
Drive pe raat ko mere ko bhut acha lagta tha
Dono akele, car me andhera, koi kuch nhi bol rha, car kheton ke beech, gaon ke road pe chal rahi hoti aur main behad kush hota jaise meri GF mere saath baithi hai, main to bhut romantic feel krta tha, kyi baar socha chachi ka haath pakad lu, fir dar jata tha, mere ko himmat bilkul nhi thi, aur woh koi signal bhi nhi deti, bilkul chup baithi rahti aur ek word nhi bolti, fir hum ghar aa ke so jate
Jaise har insaan ke saath hota hai ki examination main jo questions aap preparation main jaan laga dete ho, woh aate hi nhi, yeh mere saath howa, main chachi pe first priority pe prepared tha, lekin kehte hain na, question paper hi dusra aa gya
Waise maine aap ko Chachi ka naam to byata nhi, unka naam, Simran tha, to ek din mere ko Chachi ne bola ki unki mummy ko car se leke aate hain, thek hai, hum unke gaon nikal gaye
Simran ki mummy khud govt school main vice principal thi, jab maine unko pheli baar dekha to Mera dimag kharab hogya
Woh Simran ki badi sister lagti thi, koi age difference nhi lag rha tha, woh apne dono bags car main rakh rahi thi, maine bags liye, unhone kuch nhi bola, mene diki khol ke bags rakh diye, fir unke liye door khola, jab woh peeche baith gyi to me bhi driver seat pe aagya, rear view mirror seeda unke face pe adjust kiya, unhone mirror me mere ko dekha, ek second ke liye me unki eyes to dekta hi rah gaya, unki eyes main ek alag hi gehrayi thi, ek normal eyes hoti hai, woh normal eyes nhi thi, depth hi unki eyes main, unke bal Simran se bhi thick the, aur pure black, maine socha dono maa beti konsa dye use karti honge, aur woh bhi regularly, bhai fir bhi, outer side ke baal to white turn ho hi jate hai na, par in madam ke baal bhi jet black the, bilkul dark shining and glossy, jaise koi hair products ka advertisement ho, maine fir Simran ke sir ki taraf dekhte howa pucha
Chalen?
Hmmm
Simran ke bal bhi waise hi the, jet black & glossy, sala konsa shampoo lagati thi maa beti, head & shoulders ya Pantene aur haton pe konsi cream ?
Nivea? Me pure raste indono ki beauty pe research karta rha, fir socha ek din chachi ke bathroom main check karunga, ya fir dressing table pe, kuch to milega, dimag se chachi ki maa fir baith gyi thi, main jab bhi rear view mirror me dekhta woh bhi mere ko dekh rahi thi, uski eyes se me hypnotic wonderland main ghum rha tha, mere ko khud raste ka pta nhi chala, ki hum kab haveli pe aagya, bilkul dream sequence main tha
Khair, ek baat aur thi ki chachi ki ek choti bhen hai, married hai, uski ek beti hai, uska husband Zarikpur, Chandigarh ke paas main apni mother father ke saath rahta hai, woh Punjab Govt teacher hai, chachi ne ek do baar bataya tha ki uska husband phele to thek tha, lekin ek saal se kuch problem hai, kya problem hai, mere ko nhi bola
To ab chachi ki maa bhi humare sath rahne wali thi, main kush tha, mere ko khud pta nhi kyu, main jab unke paas hota to acha lgta tha, woh bhi chup hi rahti thi, subah karib ek ghanta Pooja karti thi, jaldi uth ke, jaldi matlab, char baje.nha dho ke, ek tarah se meditation, bas pooja room main baithi rahti, samne ek diya jal raha hota tha
Fir woh Simran ko uthati, chai deti, Simran fir mere room main black coffee without sugar leke aati karib 7.30 baje aur fir hum dono ready hone lagte, tab tak unki maa breakfast banati aur chachi ka tiffin bhi, fir hum nikal jate, chachi van se, aur main bus se, shyam ko teeno TV dekh ke khana khate, aur woh dono ek room main soti thi
Main bas unko dekta rahta, acha dono ki ek maine aur most important baat nhi batayi, dono ki dressing sense ke bare main, chachi jab college jati to bilkul neutral colour ke salwar suit main hoti, aur uper ek cotton ka coat hota, unke suit figure ki shape main nhi hote, bilkul parallel, na kamar dikti, na gand ka shape, bilkul ordinary dress, main to yeh kahunga ki ordinary bhi nhi, bakwaas dressing sense, jo humare khet pe kaam karte the na, aur unke wives aur betiyan bhi smart salwar suit phenti thi
Yaha bilkul ulta tha, agar chachi aap ko market me mil jaye, face pe to scarf tha hi, aap dubara nhi dekho ge unko, hi ek pakka tha
Mere ko samajh nhi ata tha, English education dono maa beti ki, lekin dressing sense hai hi nhi, jab hum bahar baithe the, to gaon ki ladies aur unke bhauwen aur betiyan bhi aati, beautifully dressed, lekin meri team unke samne .....
Aur maje ke baat hai, dono isko discuss bhi nhi karti thi, na woh humare relatives inko dressing pe tokte the, yeh ek accepted fact tha, reasons mere ko nhi malum, yeh ek aur confusion tha mere liye, mere dono heroines ki itni inner beauty thi, ki jab ghar main hoti, to ghar glow karta, ek alag hi ronak hoti ghar main, lekin bahar nhi
Haa ek aur baat hui chachi ki maa aane ke baad, ek din subah chachi coffee dene ayi, to main jag gya tha, bas drowsy feel kar rha tha, chachi ne coffee table pe rakhi aur bola
Deepu uth ja, 7.30 ho gye hai
Me turn howa aur aise hi ek ankh khol ke dekha, chachi bahar janeko turn howi, unhone aaj red color ka pajama suit phena tha, side se unke boobs bilkul tight dikh rahe the, firm and straight, aur mudi to gand ka shape to pucho mat, curves us tight fitting pajame me clear the, OMG, mere ko dono aakhnen khul gyi, ki yeh isko ka hogya, itne saalon baad yeh kya dekh raha hu main, isi ghar main itne saalon se hu, iske paas aise dress bhi hai, hey bhagwan, main unko dekhta rha aur apni akhon pe vishwas hi nhi ho raha tha, mere chachi hi thi na, baal usne roll up ke juda banaya howa tha, mene coffee pe aur bathroom janke ke bajaye, seeda kitchen me puch gya,
Chachi nhi thi, uski mummy thi, woh bhi nighty main, mere ko ache tarh yaad hai ki woh pooja sari phen ke karti thi, isko aaj kya hogya, iske paas nighty bhi hai?
Mene sink me cup rakha aur dehree dehree sochta howa muda, dimag short-circuit hogya tha, toofan chal raha tha, samajh hi nahi paya ki ek raat me yeh dono change kaise hogayi
Me is confusion me hi tha ki chachi ki maa boli
Kaisi lagi ?
Main ghabra gaya
Mere muh se bas yehi nikla - kya ?
Coffee
Main - kya ?
Mere dimag me ek express train chal rahi thi, chachi ki maa gas se turn hoke mere ko dekh rahi thi, me chutiye ki tarah out of focus eyes se concentrate karne ki koshish kar raha tha,
Kya? Pucha aap ne?
Woh hasi aur fir kaam karne lag gyi, me chup chap bathroom me gus gya
