“to tum ye kah rahe ho ki neha ka aashiq jiska naam kartik hai kal raat gaayab ho gaya haweli mein?” sanjay thakur ne kaha.
“ji haan main yahi kah raha hun,” jugnu ne kaha.
“mujhe to yakin hi nahi ho raha. Neha to aisi nahi lagti. Vo to badi achhi ladki hai.”
“haan to achhi hi hai maine kab bura kaha use. Pyar hi to kiya usne chori chhupe aur to kuchh nahi.”
“jyada din nahi huve uske pati ko mare…itni jaldi ye ishq…kuchh ajeeb nahi lagta tumhe?”
“ajeeb jarur hai. magar abhi hamare liye sabse ajeeb ye hai ki kal raat uska aashiq kartik haweli mein aaya aur gaayab ho gaya. Puri haweli chhaan maari hamne magar hamein vo kahi nahi mila.”
Sanjay thakur ke chehre par shikan ubhar aayi. “yahi baat to samajh nahi aati ki aise kaise gaayab ho jaata hai koyi is haweli mein.”
“uske liye main hun na. mujhe thoda vakt dijiye…is maamle ki tah tak jaaunga main.”
“jo bhi karna hai karo…magar mujhe is paheli ka hal karke do jald se jald.”
“main apni puri koshis kar raha hun thakur saahib. Aap chinta na kare main ye kaam karke dunga aapko.”
12 baj rahe the dopahar ke. Suraj apni puri sakti se aag ugal raha tha. kamya pahli baar haweli mein ghumne nikli huyi thi. kheeli-kheeli dhup mein haweli utni bhayanak nahi lag rahi thi jitni vo raat ko lagti thi. ghumte-ghumte vo garden ki taraf nikal gayi. Bilkul kheela huva tha garden. Rang-birange phool kheele huve the. Titliyan mandra rahi thi yaha vaha. Kamya ne garden ke beech mein khade ho kar charo taraf dekha. Haweli ke charo hisse saaf nazar aa rahe the garden se. ek baar phir haweli ki visaalta ka ahsaas huva kamya ko.
Ek garden aur tha haweli mein. Vo haweli ke hisso ke charo taraf bana tha…phir uske baad kuchh duri par haweli ki badi diwar thi. kamya ne socha ki aaj is garden ko bhi dekh liya jaaye.
Kuch hi der baad vo is dusre garden mein thi. ye bhi utna hi khubsurat tha jitna ki haweli ke hisso ke beech bana garden. Achanak kamya ki nazar maali par gayi. Vo kuchh uga raha tha jamin mein. Baniyan aur payjama pahne huve tha vo. Umar koyi 40 ya 45 ke aas paas hogi. Chehre par halki-halki daadhi thi. apne kaam mein bilkul khoya huva tha. Vo uski taraf chal padi.
“aap birbal ho?” kamya ne kaha. Sanjay thakur ne badi taarif ki thi birbal ki. Aur garden ko dekh kar vo lag bhi raha tha taarif ke kaabil.
“namaste madam!” birbal turant kaam chhod kar uske aage sar jhuka kar khada ho gaya. Aankhe bilkul jamin par thi. chehre par sarafat saaf nazar aa rahi thi.
“bahut sunder garden banaya huva hai aapne.”
“dhanyavaad madam.”
“ye kya uga rahe hain aap?”
“ye jamun ka ped hai madam?”
“bahut achha kiya. Mujhe jamun bade achhe lagte hain. Aap kijiye kaam apna. Main dekhungi ki kaise paudhe ko ugaya jaata hai.”
Birbal baith gaya paudhe ke paas aur khurpi se gadha khaudne laga.
“bas thoda sa khaud kar pauda laga dete hain…baaki kaam jamin aur paani kar dete hain. Thoda khaad bhi lagana padta hai.”
Kamya ki nazar birbal ke payjame par gayi to vo dang rah gayi. Payjama phata huva tha taango ke beech se aur vaha se uske ande latak rahe the. Lekin birbal ko shayad is baat ka jara bhi andaja nahi tha. vo to apne kaam mein khoya huva tha. isliye kamya bekhauf ho kar baar-baar chupke se latke huve uske ando ko nihaar rahi thi. halke-halke baal the un par…ek dam kaale. Uska ling payjama mein hi chhupa huva tha. pata nahi vo kaisa hoga…
“dekhna madam jab ye ped bada hoga to bahut meethe jamun dega ye.”
“achha…ye to bahut achha hoga,” kamya ne haste huve kaha. Vo ek baar phir se nazre uske ando ki taraf le ja hi rahi thi ki uski nazro ki disha pakad li birbal ne aur turant jhuk kar neeche dekha. Uski to bolti band ho gayi. Turant khada huva vo.
“m-maaf karna madam….v-vo payjama p-pata nahi kab phat gaya.”
Kamya samajh chuki thi apni galti. Jyada laalach achhi baat nahi hoti. Vo achhe se dekh chuki thi uske ando ko. Phir baar-baar vaha nazre le jaane ki kya jarurat thi. par vo bhi kya karti. Uska man hi nahi bhar raha tha. ye sab buddhe thakur ki vajah se tha. kambakhat theek se sex kar nahi paata. Bekaar mein uske shreer mein aag laga di usne. Ab to har taraf sex ka hi khyaal aata hai aur sex ke hi vichar. Ab aise mein kisi mard ke ande saamne aa jaaye to kaise roke vo khud ko unhe dekhne se.
Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
Re: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
Re: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
k-koyi baat nahi birbal. Hota hai aksar aisa. Tumhe thoda pata tha ki tumhara payjama phata hai.”
Birbal ek dam jamin par nazar gadaye the. Uske chehre par sharmindagi saaf nazar aa rahi thi.
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Kuchh duri par ek ped ke peechhe khade bholu aur gangu kamya aur birbal ko dekh rahe the. Gangu hairani se dekh raha tha kamya ko. kitni khubsurat thi vo. Bada hi kaamuk sharir paya tha usne. Shakal ke to kahne hi kya. Koyi bhi deewana ho jaye. Gangu ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga tha use dekh kar.
“bahut hi sunder hain kamya ji?” gangu ne kaha.
“vo to hai. Magar bechari pyasi hai shaadi ke baad bhi.”
“tujhe kaise pata?”
“champa ne bataya mujhe. Thakur saahib bechare buddhe aur ye uffanti huyi jawani. Puri garam hai ye. Mujhe pura yakin hai ki bahut achhe se degi ye chut agar moka mile to.”
Gangu ko gussa aa gaya uski baat par. Vo soch bhi nahi sakta tha kamya ko bholu ke saath. “chup kar saale. Dur rahna kamya ji se.”
“kyon be…aise bol raha hai jaise ki teri biwi ho…vaise teri galti nahi hai…kisi ka bhi dil aa jaaye is par.”
“kamya ji ke baare mein aisa-vaisa kuchh mat bolo. Kitni sunder hai yaar.”
“jab tujhe pata chalega ki main khub khela huva hun teri kamya madam ki gaand se to tera kya haal hoga?”
“kya bakwas kar rahe ho?”
“jhut nahi bol raha,” bholu ne kaha aur us raat ki puri baat batayi gangu ko.
“yakin nahi hota mujhe.” Gangu ko vaakayi mein yakin nahi ho raha tha. kamya ke chehre se vo bholi aur sharif lagti thi. sunder magar sharif. Pata nahi kya majburi rahi hogi unki ki unhone bholu ko aisa karne diya.
“champa se puchh lena. Use bhi pata hai puri baat. Aur tune khud bhi to dekha abhi…vo abhi birbal ke aand dekh rahi thi. dekha na tune.”
“arey vo to paudhe ko dekh rahi thi bhai. Kyon baat ka batangad banate ho. Vo kyon dekhegi aand bhala.”
“arey tujhe nahi pata. Pyasi jawani hai ye. Ise shayad har vakt lund ki laalsa rahti hogi tabhi to aise ghur rahi thi bechare maali ke ando ko hehehehe.”
“are saamne aa gaye ande to dekh liye. isme kon si badi baat hai. Bekaar ki baate na karo.” Gangu ko badi buri lag rahi thi bholu ki baate.
“chal theek hai yaar. Bura mat maan. Main chalta hun kitchen mein…khana banana hai. tu dekh tamasha.
Bholu ke jaane ke baad kuchh der yu hi khada dekhta raha gangu kamya ko. Kuchh der baad kamya bhi birbal ke paas se chal padi. Uski nazre garden ki hariyali pe thi. uske chehre se lag raha tha ki vo garden ki khubsurti mein khoyi huyi hai. gangu ka bahut man ho raha tha ki ek baar baat kare vo jaakar kisi bahane kamya se. magar samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kaise kare vo ye.
Vo chupke-chupke pedo ki ot leta huva kamya ke peechhe chal raha tha. Kya chaal thi kamya ji ki. Ek dam heerani jaisi. Ek dam mast. Tabhi jaise ki kamya ko gangu ki nazar lag gayi. Vo chalte-chalte ladkhada gayi aur geerte-geerte bachi. Shayad sandal ke neeche koyi pathar aa gaya tha.
Ye moka theek tha. Gangu daud kar pahuch gaya kamya ke paas aur bola, “kya huva madam…kahi chot to nahi aayi.”
“nahi…” kamya ne kaha. “tum kon ho?”
“ji main gangu…bholu ka dost. Abhi gaanv se aaya hun. Ab yahi kaam karunga.”
“tum bhi khana banate ho?”
“nahi…mujhe khana banana nahi aata. Mujhe saahib ne jaggu ke saath mil kar raat ko haweli ki rakhwali karne ko kaha hai.”
Kamya ne gangu ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Shayad ye jaanch rahi thi ki vo rakhwali karne laayak hai bhi ki nahi. Aur ek pal ko gangu ko aisa laga ki uski nazre kuchh der ke liye uski pant ki zip par bhi gayi. Kya vo zip ke peecche chhupe samaan ko bhaapne ki koshis kar rahi thi. lekin jyada der nahi rakhi usne apni nazre vaha.
“khatarnaak kaam hai ye. Ye haweli raat ko bhayanak ho jaati hai.”
“koyi baat nahi madam. Kaam karna hai to khatre to mol lene hi padenge.”
“dekho tumhara ye dost bholu jo hai bahut baate banata hai. koyi bhi kahani bana leta hai. apni akal se kaam lena. Kisi ke baare mein uske kahne par raay mat banana.”
Gangu ne mahsus kiya ki kamya ke chehre par gambhir bhaav the ye botle vakt. Thodi uljhan si bhi nazar aa rahi thi.
Birbal ek dam jamin par nazar gadaye the. Uske chehre par sharmindagi saaf nazar aa rahi thi.
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Kuchh duri par ek ped ke peechhe khade bholu aur gangu kamya aur birbal ko dekh rahe the. Gangu hairani se dekh raha tha kamya ko. kitni khubsurat thi vo. Bada hi kaamuk sharir paya tha usne. Shakal ke to kahne hi kya. Koyi bhi deewana ho jaye. Gangu ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga tha use dekh kar.
“bahut hi sunder hain kamya ji?” gangu ne kaha.
“vo to hai. Magar bechari pyasi hai shaadi ke baad bhi.”
“tujhe kaise pata?”
“champa ne bataya mujhe. Thakur saahib bechare buddhe aur ye uffanti huyi jawani. Puri garam hai ye. Mujhe pura yakin hai ki bahut achhe se degi ye chut agar moka mile to.”
Gangu ko gussa aa gaya uski baat par. Vo soch bhi nahi sakta tha kamya ko bholu ke saath. “chup kar saale. Dur rahna kamya ji se.”
“kyon be…aise bol raha hai jaise ki teri biwi ho…vaise teri galti nahi hai…kisi ka bhi dil aa jaaye is par.”
“kamya ji ke baare mein aisa-vaisa kuchh mat bolo. Kitni sunder hai yaar.”
“jab tujhe pata chalega ki main khub khela huva hun teri kamya madam ki gaand se to tera kya haal hoga?”
“kya bakwas kar rahe ho?”
“jhut nahi bol raha,” bholu ne kaha aur us raat ki puri baat batayi gangu ko.
“yakin nahi hota mujhe.” Gangu ko vaakayi mein yakin nahi ho raha tha. kamya ke chehre se vo bholi aur sharif lagti thi. sunder magar sharif. Pata nahi kya majburi rahi hogi unki ki unhone bholu ko aisa karne diya.
“champa se puchh lena. Use bhi pata hai puri baat. Aur tune khud bhi to dekha abhi…vo abhi birbal ke aand dekh rahi thi. dekha na tune.”
“arey vo to paudhe ko dekh rahi thi bhai. Kyon baat ka batangad banate ho. Vo kyon dekhegi aand bhala.”
“arey tujhe nahi pata. Pyasi jawani hai ye. Ise shayad har vakt lund ki laalsa rahti hogi tabhi to aise ghur rahi thi bechare maali ke ando ko hehehehe.”
“are saamne aa gaye ande to dekh liye. isme kon si badi baat hai. Bekaar ki baate na karo.” Gangu ko badi buri lag rahi thi bholu ki baate.
“chal theek hai yaar. Bura mat maan. Main chalta hun kitchen mein…khana banana hai. tu dekh tamasha.
Bholu ke jaane ke baad kuchh der yu hi khada dekhta raha gangu kamya ko. Kuchh der baad kamya bhi birbal ke paas se chal padi. Uski nazre garden ki hariyali pe thi. uske chehre se lag raha tha ki vo garden ki khubsurti mein khoyi huyi hai. gangu ka bahut man ho raha tha ki ek baar baat kare vo jaakar kisi bahane kamya se. magar samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kaise kare vo ye.
Vo chupke-chupke pedo ki ot leta huva kamya ke peechhe chal raha tha. Kya chaal thi kamya ji ki. Ek dam heerani jaisi. Ek dam mast. Tabhi jaise ki kamya ko gangu ki nazar lag gayi. Vo chalte-chalte ladkhada gayi aur geerte-geerte bachi. Shayad sandal ke neeche koyi pathar aa gaya tha.
Ye moka theek tha. Gangu daud kar pahuch gaya kamya ke paas aur bola, “kya huva madam…kahi chot to nahi aayi.”
“nahi…” kamya ne kaha. “tum kon ho?”
“ji main gangu…bholu ka dost. Abhi gaanv se aaya hun. Ab yahi kaam karunga.”
“tum bhi khana banate ho?”
“nahi…mujhe khana banana nahi aata. Mujhe saahib ne jaggu ke saath mil kar raat ko haweli ki rakhwali karne ko kaha hai.”
Kamya ne gangu ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Shayad ye jaanch rahi thi ki vo rakhwali karne laayak hai bhi ki nahi. Aur ek pal ko gangu ko aisa laga ki uski nazre kuchh der ke liye uski pant ki zip par bhi gayi. Kya vo zip ke peecche chhupe samaan ko bhaapne ki koshis kar rahi thi. lekin jyada der nahi rakhi usne apni nazre vaha.
“khatarnaak kaam hai ye. Ye haweli raat ko bhayanak ho jaati hai.”
“koyi baat nahi madam. Kaam karna hai to khatre to mol lene hi padenge.”
“dekho tumhara ye dost bholu jo hai bahut baate banata hai. koyi bhi kahani bana leta hai. apni akal se kaam lena. Kisi ke baare mein uske kahne par raay mat banana.”
Gangu ne mahsus kiya ki kamya ke chehre par gambhir bhaav the ye botle vakt. Thodi uljhan si bhi nazar aa rahi thi.
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
Re: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
“aap chinta na kare madam. Main apni raay khud banata hun. K-k-kisi ke kahne pe nahi. Sorry kabhi kabhi jubaan atak jaati hai meri.”
“koyi baat nahi,” kamya ne haste huve kaha. Gangu to dekhta hi rah gaya uski hasi ko. Seedha dil mein utarti chali gayi vo pyari si hasi.
Haste huve kamya aage badh gayi. Bahut hasmukh aur milansaar lagi kamya gangu ko. Jara bhi ghamand nahi nazar aaya use uske bartaav mein. Vo baaki logo ki tarah naukar hi tha haweli ka. Magar usne naukar ki tarah baat nahi ki us se. puri ijjat se baat ki.
Gahri saas lete huve gangu ne charo taraf dekha. Aur dekhte huve use yahi khyaal aaya ki koyi hai is haweli mein jo sab sadyantra rach raha hai. magar vo kon hai. aur kahi yaha aakar koyi bahut badi bhul to nahi kar di usne. magar vo karta bhi kya. Uske apne gaav mein kuchh bacha hi nahi tha uska. Jamin jo girvi thi kayi saalo se saahukar ne hadap li thi. kaam dhanda kuchh bacha nahi tha. Roti-kapde ke liye kaam to chaahiye hi tha use. Aur vaise bhi vo akela nahi hoga raat ko. Jaggu bhi saath hoga….dekhte hain…jo hoga dekha jaayega.
Neha apne kamre mein idhar-udhar chal rahi thi. chehre par chinta ke bhaav the. Kartik ka phone abhi bhi out of coverage aa raha tha. use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki vo kya kare. Kya use police mein report karni chaahiye?” Vo ye soch hi rahi thi ki darvaje par dastak huyi. Neha chalte-chalte ruk gayi.
“kon hai?”
Darvaja khula aur sukhbir thakur ander aa gaya. Uske chehre par halki si muskaan thi…vijayi muskaan. Uski ye hasi shayad isharo mein neha ko ye kah rahi thi ki dekho maine tumhare sharir ko pa hi liya. badi hi ghatiya hasi thi ye. Aur kyonki neha is vakt kartik ko lekar paresaan thi, use ye hasi aur bhi takleefdeh lag rahi thi. abhi tak us daulat ka muh tak nahi dekha tha neha ne jiske liye itna jokhim utha kar vo haweli mein aayi thi. aur us daulat ke liye usne apna sharir bhi daav par laga diya tha. khud par sharam si aa rahi thi neha ko is vakt. aur ab kartik ka kuchh ata pata nahi tha. kya vo sab kuchh kho chuki thi daulat ko paane ki andhi daud mein. Na Khuda Hi Mila Na Wisaal-E-Sanam vaali kahavat bilkul sahi baith rahi thi us par.
“tumhari jawani ka ek ghunt peekar khud ko jawan mahsus kar raha hu main. Main bata nahi sakta ki kitna maja aaya mujhe kal raat. Jo socha nahi tha vo bhi ho gaya. You’ve got seductive hole back there.”
Neha ke chehre ki pasleeya tan gayi. Uska man ho raha tha ki abhi ek thappad jad de vo use. Magar dil mein gusse ka ubaar liye khadi rahi.
“tum kuchh nahi bologi kal raat ke baare mein?”
“mujhe kuchh nahi kahna. Jo kuchh huva vo theek nahi huva. Mujhe bilkul achha nahi laga kuchh bhi. Aap please yaha se chale jaaye is vakt.”
Neha ko is vakt ekaant ki jarurat thi. vo ander hi ander ghut rahi thi kartik ko lekar aur kal raat ki bevkoofi ko lekar. Galat plan tha uska. Use jana hi nahi chaahiye tha sukhbir ke kamre mein. Vo koyi professional kaatil nahi thi jo ki manage kar leti use. Aur goli vala plan to bilkul flop ho gaya. Us manhus goli ki vajah se vo apne charitra par daag laga baithi. Jo sharir abhi tak sirf uske premi kartil ne chhuva tha vo ab maila ho chuka tha. sukhbir thakur ke gande haath lag chuke the up par. Uski manhus nazar lag chuki thi us par.
“dekho kuchh abnormal nahi kiya hamne. Tumhare chehre se aisa lag raha hai jaise ki kuchh galat ho gaya. Arey na tum mere bete ko pati maanti thi aur na main use beta. To tumhara mera rista kisi samajik bandhno ke vipreet jaakar nahi huva hai. Ye bilkul independent rista hai.”
“sharam kijiye aap. Beta nahi tha aapka kunal maanti hun par tha to vo beta hi na. aur meri shaadi huyi thi us se. uski biwi hi huyi na main. Sharam kijiye aap?” neha jaanti thi ki ye baate karna bekaar tha is vakt sukhbir ke saath magar vo chup na rah saki. Vo use baate suna kar vaha se dafa karna chaahti thi. magar sukhbir to seena taane khada raha uske saamne.
“baukhla rahi ho. Samajh sakta hun main. Ek taraf tumhara aashiq gaayab ho gaya haweli mein aakar aur dusri taraf tumhari gaand chud gayi. Aise mein baukhlahat to hogi hi.”
“koyi baat nahi,” kamya ne haste huve kaha. Gangu to dekhta hi rah gaya uski hasi ko. Seedha dil mein utarti chali gayi vo pyari si hasi.
Haste huve kamya aage badh gayi. Bahut hasmukh aur milansaar lagi kamya gangu ko. Jara bhi ghamand nahi nazar aaya use uske bartaav mein. Vo baaki logo ki tarah naukar hi tha haweli ka. Magar usne naukar ki tarah baat nahi ki us se. puri ijjat se baat ki.
Gahri saas lete huve gangu ne charo taraf dekha. Aur dekhte huve use yahi khyaal aaya ki koyi hai is haweli mein jo sab sadyantra rach raha hai. magar vo kon hai. aur kahi yaha aakar koyi bahut badi bhul to nahi kar di usne. magar vo karta bhi kya. Uske apne gaav mein kuchh bacha hi nahi tha uska. Jamin jo girvi thi kayi saalo se saahukar ne hadap li thi. kaam dhanda kuchh bacha nahi tha. Roti-kapde ke liye kaam to chaahiye hi tha use. Aur vaise bhi vo akela nahi hoga raat ko. Jaggu bhi saath hoga….dekhte hain…jo hoga dekha jaayega.
Neha apne kamre mein idhar-udhar chal rahi thi. chehre par chinta ke bhaav the. Kartik ka phone abhi bhi out of coverage aa raha tha. use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki vo kya kare. Kya use police mein report karni chaahiye?” Vo ye soch hi rahi thi ki darvaje par dastak huyi. Neha chalte-chalte ruk gayi.
“kon hai?”
Darvaja khula aur sukhbir thakur ander aa gaya. Uske chehre par halki si muskaan thi…vijayi muskaan. Uski ye hasi shayad isharo mein neha ko ye kah rahi thi ki dekho maine tumhare sharir ko pa hi liya. badi hi ghatiya hasi thi ye. Aur kyonki neha is vakt kartik ko lekar paresaan thi, use ye hasi aur bhi takleefdeh lag rahi thi. abhi tak us daulat ka muh tak nahi dekha tha neha ne jiske liye itna jokhim utha kar vo haweli mein aayi thi. aur us daulat ke liye usne apna sharir bhi daav par laga diya tha. khud par sharam si aa rahi thi neha ko is vakt. aur ab kartik ka kuchh ata pata nahi tha. kya vo sab kuchh kho chuki thi daulat ko paane ki andhi daud mein. Na Khuda Hi Mila Na Wisaal-E-Sanam vaali kahavat bilkul sahi baith rahi thi us par.
“tumhari jawani ka ek ghunt peekar khud ko jawan mahsus kar raha hu main. Main bata nahi sakta ki kitna maja aaya mujhe kal raat. Jo socha nahi tha vo bhi ho gaya. You’ve got seductive hole back there.”
Neha ke chehre ki pasleeya tan gayi. Uska man ho raha tha ki abhi ek thappad jad de vo use. Magar dil mein gusse ka ubaar liye khadi rahi.
“tum kuchh nahi bologi kal raat ke baare mein?”
“mujhe kuchh nahi kahna. Jo kuchh huva vo theek nahi huva. Mujhe bilkul achha nahi laga kuchh bhi. Aap please yaha se chale jaaye is vakt.”
Neha ko is vakt ekaant ki jarurat thi. vo ander hi ander ghut rahi thi kartik ko lekar aur kal raat ki bevkoofi ko lekar. Galat plan tha uska. Use jana hi nahi chaahiye tha sukhbir ke kamre mein. Vo koyi professional kaatil nahi thi jo ki manage kar leti use. Aur goli vala plan to bilkul flop ho gaya. Us manhus goli ki vajah se vo apne charitra par daag laga baithi. Jo sharir abhi tak sirf uske premi kartil ne chhuva tha vo ab maila ho chuka tha. sukhbir thakur ke gande haath lag chuke the up par. Uski manhus nazar lag chuki thi us par.
“dekho kuchh abnormal nahi kiya hamne. Tumhare chehre se aisa lag raha hai jaise ki kuchh galat ho gaya. Arey na tum mere bete ko pati maanti thi aur na main use beta. To tumhara mera rista kisi samajik bandhno ke vipreet jaakar nahi huva hai. Ye bilkul independent rista hai.”
“sharam kijiye aap. Beta nahi tha aapka kunal maanti hun par tha to vo beta hi na. aur meri shaadi huyi thi us se. uski biwi hi huyi na main. Sharam kijiye aap?” neha jaanti thi ki ye baate karna bekaar tha is vakt sukhbir ke saath magar vo chup na rah saki. Vo use baate suna kar vaha se dafa karna chaahti thi. magar sukhbir to seena taane khada raha uske saamne.
“baukhla rahi ho. Samajh sakta hun main. Ek taraf tumhara aashiq gaayab ho gaya haweli mein aakar aur dusri taraf tumhari gaand chud gayi. Aise mein baukhlahat to hogi hi.”
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.