Mera pyar meri souteli maa aur behan

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Najeeba ne ek baar sar utha kar meri taraf dekha aur phir nazare jhuka lee….aur bina kuch bole jane lagee….main door ke pass khada tha…jaise hee wo mere pass se gujarane lagee toh, maine uska hath pakad liya….ye pehali daffa tha jab maine najeeba ko chua tha….isse pehale maine kabhi najeeba ko touch tak nahi kiya tha….aur jab maine uska hath pakada toh, uska poora jisam kanap gaya…jise maine saaf mahsoos kar paa raha tha..lekin usne mere hath se apna hath churwane ke kosish nahi kee…. Usne mere ankho main jhanka aur ladkhadati awaz main boli….”jee…” usne phir se nazare jhuka lee….”najeeba muje tumse jaroori baat kehani hai…” maine apne ander himmat jutate hue kaha….”jee kahaye….” 

Mai: jao pehale chai pee aao….baad main baat karte hai….

Maine najeeba ka hath chor diya…aur apni tshirt aur half pent utha kar pehane laga… najeeba bahar jaa chuki thee…maine kapdhe pehane aur chai peene laga….nov ka mahina shuru hua tha….humara gaon ke asspaas ke ilake main bhut sari nehare behati thee…isliye sardi abhi se badh chuki thee…chai peene ke baad maine khali cup uthaya aur kitchen main chala gaya…waha khali cup rakh kar ooper chhat par chala gaya…aur chhat par jaha se sehan nazar aata hai….waha diwar ke pass khada ho gaya…thodi der baad muje najeeba apne room se bahar nikalati hui dikhai dee…jaise hee wo bahar aye toh, uski nazar fori tor par ooper padhi….aur jab humare nazare mili toh, muje yaad aya ki, maine najeeba ko baat karne ke liye kamare main bulaya tha…

Mai soch raha tha ki, maine najeeba ko bula toh liya tha….lekin abb usse baat kiya karun…kaise baat shuru karun…kya kahun….kaise words use karun….ki use bura bhee naa lage…ho sakta hai jo main soch raha hun….aisa kuch bhee uske jehan main ho hee naa…aur wo sab mera weham ho…kahi najeeba mujse naraz naa ho jaye…abbu toh iss mamale main shuru se bhut jalim rahe hai…..wo toh muje kabhi nahi bakshenge. Agar najeeba ne kuch abbu yaan apni ammi ko bol diya….main maan hee maan soch raha tha ki, dekhata hun ki najeeba mujse baat karne ke liye ooper chhat par aati hai… yaan nahi…agar wo chhat par khud aa jaye toh, kam se kam 10 % chance toh banate hai ki, main jo soch raha hun…wo theek hai….lekin usse baat kiya karunga….bhut sochane samajane ke baad muje bilakhir ek rasta mil hee gaya….

Wo rasta bhale hee lamba tha….lekin uss raste par safar karke muje apni manzil tak phunchane main madad jaroor mil sakati thee…abhi main yahi sab soch raha tha ki, muje najeeba nazar aye….isse pehale ki wo ooper dekhati….mai peeche hat gaya… aur charpai par beth gaya…humara ghar ki chhat padosh ke gharo se koi 3-4 foot unchi thee…aur charo taraf abbu ne 5-5 foot unchi boundry banai hui thee…sirf sehan ki taraf wali boundry 4 foot ki thee…kyon ki humare ghar ke samane khet thee…isliye kheton se kissi ko bhee humari chhat nazar nahi aati thee…main charpai par betha hua najeeba ka dhadakate hue dil ke sath intjaar kar raha tha….

Uske ooper ki taraf aate hue kadamo ki ahaat bhee main saaf sun paa raha tha….aur phir jaise hee wo ooper aye toh, main uska husan dekh kar ek dum dhang reh gaya.. najeeba ne apne baalon ko khula chora hua tha…halki ooper abb andhera chaane laga tha….lekin phir bhee main use saaf dekh paa raha tha…wo abhi bhee orange color ke kameez aur white color ke salwar pehane hue thee..wo mere samane aakar khadi ho gaye…”aap ko mujse koi baat karni thee…” usne nazare jhukate hue kaha….” Haan betho….” Maine charpai ki taraf ishara karte hue kaha….toh wo mere bikul pass main beth gaye…wo bhee meri tarah thoda nervous feel kar rahi thee…usne apne hatho ko apne thighs (rano ) ke ooper ghutno ke pass rakha hua tha…aur apne hatho ke unglyon ko aaps main masal rahi thee….

Maine himmat karke jaise hee uske hath ke ooper apna hath rakha toh, usne chonkate hue ek baar meri taraf dekha aur phir se nazare jhuka lee…usne apne hathon ki unglyon ko alag kiya…jo thodi der pehale ulaji hui thee…muje aisa lag raha tha ki, najeeba ne issliye apni hatho ko alag kiya tha…tanki main uske hath ko apne hath main le sakun….maine uske naram hath ko apne hath main liya aur uski taraf dekhate hue bola….” I am really sorry najeeba…main bhut bura insaan hun…” main abb najeeba ka reaction janna chatha tha..isliye chup ho gaya…”kiss liye…aur aapko kisne kaha ki aap bure insaan hai….”

Mai: tumane….

Najeeba: kya maine…?

Mai: haan tumane kaha….

Najeeba: muj par itana bade gunah ka iljaam toh naa lagain…maine kab kaha… (najeeba ka chehara utar chukka tha…wo abb bhee nazare jhukaye hue bethi thee… agar main use kuch aur keh deta….toh shayad wo rona shuru kar deti….)

Mai: mera matlab hai ki tumne bhale hee naa kaha ho….lekin tumhari acchai ne muje iss baat ka yakeen dila diya hai ki, main kitana bura insaan hun…aur tum kitani nek dil ho…jo mere har kadawi baaton ko bhula kar hamesha mera dhayan rakhati aye ho… maine tumhe aur tumhari ammi ko kya kya kuch nahi kaha…aur tum ne har uss waqt mera sath diya…jab muje kissi apne ke sahare ke jaroorat hoti thee…muje yaad hai.. jab main tum par gussa karta tha…tab bhee tumane mujse narazgi nahi dikhai…tum sach main bhut acchi ho…

Maine dekha ki najeeba bade gore se meri taraf dekh rahi thee….aise jaise use yakeen naa ho raha ki, jo wo sun rahi hai..wo sare alfaaz main khud bol raha hun..yaan koi aur. “aap ko kya ho gaya….aaj aap aise baat kyon kar rahe hai…?” nazeeba ke chehare ki ranagat abhi bhee uddi hui thee….”kuch nahi….aaj jab main tumahre samane underwear main khada tha…toh muje laga ki, tum mujse sakhati se naraz ho jaoge. Lekin jaise tumane react kiya aur maamle ko sambhala….muje yakeen ho gaya ki, mai aaj tak tumhare sath jaydaati karta aa raha hun….”

Najeeba: abb bas karain….main naa kabhi aapse pehale naraz hui thee….aur naa agge kabhi hona hai….abb aise sad mood main naa rahain….mood theek kar lejaye…

Mai: ok miss najeeba….(maine najeeba ka hath chorate hue kaha…) lekin meri baat ek dum sach hai…tum sach main bhut acchi ho….aur…..

Muje ahsaas hua ki, main kuch jayada hee bolane wala tha…lekin abb najeeba ko bhee iss baat ka andaza ho gaya tha…”aur kya mr. sameer….” Najeeba ne charpai se khade hote hue kaha…aur mere samane akar khadi ho gaye…mai bhee charpai se khada ho gaya…”aur khubsurat bhee….” Mere baat sunate hee najeeba ne Sharma kar nazare jhuka lee….wo boli toh kuch naa…lekin uske honto par aye hui muskan bhut kuch bayan kar rahi thee…
Raat ho chuki thee….abbu aur meri souteli ammi ghar aa chuke the…main apni souteli maa nazia se kam hee baat karta tha….jab tak jaroori kaam naa hota, main unse baat karane se parhej karta…main apne kamare main betha study kar raha tha…ki najeeba muje khanne ke liye bulane aye….toh maine use ye keh kar mana kar diya ki, muje abhi bookh nahi hai….jab bhookh hogi main khud kitchen se khanna lekar kha lunga…. Najeeba wapis chali gaye….mai phir se study main lag gaya…kal Sunday tha….issliye sone ki jaladi nahi thee….abbu khanna kha kar ek baar mere room main aye….

Abbu: tumhari padhai kaise chal rahi hai….?

Mai: jee theek chal rahi hai….

Abbu: dekho sameer iss baar tumhare board ke exam hai….agale saal tumhara admission collage main hoga…aur main chatha hun ki, tumhara admission kissi acche collage main ho….

Mai: jee abbu kosish toh mere bhe yahi hai…

Abbu: accha ye baato ki 12th ke baad tumane karne ka kya socha hai…

Mai: abbu main soch raha hun ki, main 12th ke baad se government job ke liye try karna shuru kar dun….agar mili toh theek nahi mili toh study continue karunga..aur agar mil gaye toh, sath main private graduation kar lunga…

Abbu: accha soch rahe…chalo theek hai….tum padhai karo…

Ye keh kar abbu bahar chale gaye….abbu apne room main ja chuke thee…najeeba aur apni ammi ke sath kitchen main bartan wahegaraha saaf kar rahi thee…kareeb adhe ghanate baad wo dono bhee kaam khatam karke apne room main chali gaye..maine apni books band ke aur uth kar kitchen main chala gaya….apne liye thali main khanna daala aur pani ke bottle aur ek glass lekar apne room main aa gaya….khanna khane ke baad main bed par lait gaya…dophar ko bhee aaj so gaya tha….isliye neend ka koi atapata nahi tha…maine aise hee khalyon main laita hua tha ki, muje wo din yaad aa gaye…jab abbu ke kehane par maine farook chacha ke ghar jana shuru kiya tha…

Muje farook chacha ke ghar jate hue kuch din gujar chuke thee….tab main 7th class main tha….naa sex ki kuch samaj thee…aur naa aurat aur mard ke beech ke riste ki, mere liye school mere dost padhai aur cricket hee meri dunaya thee…rida api aur sumera chacha dono hee mujse acchi tarah pesh aate thee….bhale hee humari kareebi ristedari nahi thee….lekin muje unke ghar par kabhi iss baat ka ahsaas nahi hua tha ki, mere waha anne se unko kissi tarah ke pershani pesh aa rahi ho…rida api bhee dhere-2 mere majoodagi se khus hone lagee thee…abb wo bina kissi pershani yaan sharam ke hee apne bacho ko mere samane doodh pila diya karti thee…