Hello dosto, mera naam Raj hai aur main Agra ka rehne wala hu. Ye meri sachi story hai, jise main aapke saath share kar raha hu.
Ye story start hui thi 2018 mein. Main us waqt apni graduation kar raha tha aur part-time ek sales ki job kar raha tha. Mera ek friend hua karta tha us waqt, Sameer naam ka. Uski saree ki ek shop thi, to jab bhi time milta to main uske paas ja kar baith jaata tha. Uski ek girlfriend thi; uska naam tha Poonam. Wo dono kaafi close the, aur Poonam mujhe bhaiya kehti thi. Aur kaafi achi ladki thi; usse bhi meri aksar baate ho jaaya karti thi.
Un dino main single tha. Girlfriend to meri rahi thi pehle 2, lekin physical main kisi ke saath ho nahi paaya tha. To Sameer ne kaha, “Teri setting Poonam ki chachi se kara deta hu. Mast maal hai… maine dekhi hai.”
Maine kaha, “Bhai, married se setting? Ye sab lafde main nahi pad raha. Main koi unmarried ho to bata.”
To usne kaha, “Chal, bata dunga.”
Humare Agra mein ek mela lagta hai saal mein ek baar. To usi din Sameer ne bola ki, “Shaam ko chalna… Poonam bhi aa rahi hai. Tu saath rahega to koi dikkat nahi aayegi.”
Maine ‘haan’ kardi aur shaam ko ghar se nikal gaye.
Mele main pahuche to Poonam se mila. Hi hello huye, lekin wo akeli nahi thi. Uske saath ek lady thi jiska face meri side nahi tha. Wo opposite side face kar ke kuch dekh rahi thi, lekin uski back meri side thi. Uska backless blouse, red saree, aur open hair mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai. Main uske peeche se hi taadta raha.
Maine Poonam se pucha, “Ye kon hai?”
To wo boli, “Ye meri chachi hai, Ranjana.”
Maine Sameer ki taraf dekha. Wo mujhe dekh kar has raha tha. Mere taraf aake bola, “Kaise lagi?”
Maine kaha, “Peeche se to bohat khubsurat lag rahi hai.”
Tab Ranjana turn hui aur uska face dekh kar main to kho gaya. Coffee colour ki lipstick, eyeliner, etc., full on make-up mein wo. Usko dekh kar mera lund khada ho gaya. Sochne laga ki, ‘Bhenchod… iske liye mana kardi maine.”
Meri aur Ranjana ki us waqt us din koi baat naa hui. Hum sab mela enjoy kar ke ghar aa gaye. Maine Sameer se kaha, “Bhai, kaise bhi isko set kara de. Kya maal thi, yaar.”
Bola, “Itna easy nahi hai. Poonam baat kare gi… bata rahi thi ki chacha usse maarte hai aur utna pyaar bhi nahi karte, lekin unke liye bohat loyal hai.”
Maine bola, “Chal, koshish kar le wo.”
To kuch din baad, Sameer ka call aaya ki, “Shop pe aana.” Main gaya.
Usne bola ki, “Chachi se baat ki Poonam ne… setting karne ki mana kardi hai, lekin boli hai, ‘number de dena uska.’ Mujhe call kar ke puchi ki kya baat karni hai. To Poonam ne tera number de diya hai.”
Main khush hua ki, ‘Chalo, baat to start hogi.’
Sameer bola, “Set kar lena kaise bhi. Isko set kar lega to iske bahane main Poonam ko chod paunga.”
Maine bola, “Tense naa lai… kar lunga.”
Shaam ko ek unknown number se call aaya. Maine receive kiya to wahaan se ek pyari si aawaz aayi, “Hello… Raj baat kar rahe ho?”
Maine kaha, “Haa, aap kon?”
To wo boli, “Main Ranjana… Poonam ki chachi.”
Main sun kar khush ho gaya.
Ranjana: “To boliye, kya baat karni thi?”
Me: “Kuch nahi… bas aapko mele mein dekha to dekhta reh gaya. To maine Poonam se kaha tha ki aapse dosti kara de.”
Ranjana: “Main married hu. Mujhse dosti karke kya milega?”
Me: “Married ho to kya hua? Ho to aap insaan hi. Aapko bhi to need hogi kisi aisi ki jisse apne mann ki saari baatein share kar sako as a friend.”
Ranjana: “Uske liye mere pati hai. Mere paas aapki kya need? Wo to Poonam ne jor diya, isliye call kar liya maine… varna, main kisi anjaan ladke se baat nahi karti.”
Me: “Haa… Poonam ne bataya tha ki meri chachi aisi waisi nahi hai… wo nahi maane gi. Maine hi usko jor diya tha. Achha… dosti to at least hum kar hi sakte hai. Usmein koi buri baat toh nahi hai.”
Ranjana: “Chalo, dosti tak ok hai… lekin call msg khud naa karna. Main karungi pehle se.”
Me: “Ji ok… aap tense naa lijiye. Hamari dosti ke baare main kisi ko pata naa lagega.”
Ranjana: “Pata lag jaaye to kya? Dosti hai… chhipane ki baat toh nahi hai.”
Me: “Bilkul bilkul.”
Ranjana: “Baad mein karungi. Bye.”
Fir hamari kuch din raat ke time pe call pe baat hui. Fir 3 din baad uska call aaya ki, “Sorry, mujhe ye dosti nahi rakhni hai… aur aap bhi mujhe contact karne ki koshish mat karna.” Itna keh kar usne block kar diya.
Maine Poonam ko bola ye baat. To usne kaha ki, “Uske ghar mein mami ki life mein kuch hua hai. Is wajah se unhone aapko block kar diya hai. Bata nahi rahi kya baat hai.”
Maine kaha, “Chal, koi na. Shayad kismat thi nahi teri chachi.”
Wo boli, “Main try karungi. Aap tense naa lo.”
Aur isi try karte karte mein 6 month nikal gaye.
Main aur Sameer ek shaadi mein gaye the. Waha usne drink karli aur main drink nahi karta. Maine usko bola, “Bhen ke lund… tu to khoob Poonam ko pel raha hai. Mujhe chut naseeb naa hi rahi.”
To bola, “Bhosdike, tujhe di to thi chachi. Tujh pe set naa huye to kya karu??”
Maine kaha, “Block kar gayi wo… aur Poonam keh rahi thi ‘try karungi.’ 6 month se zyada ho gaye try karte karte… kuch naa hua.”
To ye baat sun kar usne Poonam ko call lagaya.
Poonam: “Ha baby, bolo.”
Sameer: “Teri maa ki chut, ye bata. Chachi ka kya hua? Raj ke liye try kar rahi thi tu… abhi tak nahi hua kya?”
Poonam: “Are, maine try ki lekin wo shock mein hai.”
Sameer: “Kis baat ke shock mein hai? Bhen ki lodi… wo pati lund nahi de raha kya?”
Poonam: “Lagta hai tumne pi li hai. Raj bhaiya hai kya waha? Unko call do.”
Me: “Haa… bol Poonam.”
Poonam: “Bhaiya, hua ye ki abhi ek hafte pehle chachi ke bhaiya khatam ho gaye. Is wajah se wo shock mein hai aur sad bhi. Aap unko call karo… apna feel karao to aapse baat bhi karegi wo.”
Me: “Main kaha se call karu? Block hu main.”
Poonam: “Wo number to unhone change kar diye. New number hai. Main send kar deti hu aapko. Aap call karlo. Chacha bhi yaha hai nahi… aise mein baat bhi kar legi khul kar.”
Usne mujhe number send kiya. Maine Sameer ko ghar chod kar apne ghar ja kar apne room mein ja kar unko call kiya.
She: “Hello, kon?”
Me: “Ji, main Raj baat kar raha hu. Sameer ka dost.” (Ranjana Sameer aur Poonam ke baare mein jaanti thi aur uske saath sex karta hai ye bhi.)
She: “Haa, boliye. Aapke paas ye number kaha se aaya mera?”
Me: “Poonam ne diya. Aapse baat karne ki ichha ho rahi thi to maine usse manga. Usne de diye.”
She: “Achha, kya baat karni thi?”
Me: “Yahi ki kaisi ho? Aap sab kaise hai?”
She: “Main achi hu… sab ache hai. Aap kaise ho?”
Me: “Main bhi acha hu. Khana khya aapne?”
She: “Abhi nahi… banaungi sabke liye… fir khana hoga.”
Me: “Haa, married women pe bohat kaam hote hai. Fir last mein apna soch paati hai. Ye to pati ke farz hote hai uski care karna.”
She: “Haa, sahi baat hai. Badi chhoti si age mein badi badi baatein kar rahe ho.”
Me: “Main to aise hi mature baatein karta hu. Aapne kabhi suni hi nahi hamari baatein.”
She: “Chalo, aaj sun lenge.”
Me: “Aapke ghar mein sab kaise hai?”
She: “Sab theek nahi hai. Kuch din pehle mera chhota bhai khatam ho gaya. Uske shock mein hi sabhi…”
Me: “Oo, I am so sorry. Kaise, kab, kya hua tha? Sorry, ye baat karne ko…”
She: “Accident mein khatam ho gaya. Car le kar Delhi se apne Agra waapas aa raha tha; tabhi ho gaya. 24 saal ka tha, bas.”
Itna kehte kehte wo rone lag gayi. Maine call pe hi unko chup karane laga ki, “Bohat bura hua, lekin ab rone se koi fayda to hai nahi. Akele mein rogi, aap to bimar aur ho jaogi. Aur aapki care karne ke liye koi hai bhi nahi. Main bhi aapse door hu. Please chup ho jaao. Aapko meri kasam… dekho, anjaan hai hum, lekin aapko meri kasam…”
Kaafi koshish baad, 5 min. baad, wo chup hui aur mujhe ‘thanks’ bolne lagi ki, “Thanks, mujhe control karne ko. Aap bohat ache ho. Ache sache dost ban sakte ho mere.”
Maine kaha, “Main to hamesha sacha dost rahunga aapka, aapke saath.”
Boli, “Thank you. Chalo, main jaun… khana banana hai… bache bhooke hai.”
Fir wo chali gayi. Aur bol kar gayi ki, “Msg call naa karna… main khud karungi.”
Maine bhi bol diya ki, “Tense naa lo. Aapki safety meri zimmedari hai. Kisi ko pata naa lagega ki aapki meri baatein ho rahi hai.”
To unhone bola, “Yes please… kisi ko pata na lage.”
(Last time boli thi ki pata lag jaane do… ab bola pata naa lage. Ye sunke main samajh gaya ki kaam ban sakta hai mera.)
Next day, main apni job ke regarding travel kar raha tha bike se. Karib 12 baj rahe honge duphar ke. Tabhi, Ranjana ji ka call aaya.
She: “Hello Raj… kya kar rahe ho?”
Me: “Ji, main bike chala raha tha. Job ke regarding kisi gaon mein ja raha hu.”
She: “Achha, job bhi karte ho aap? Mujhe laga bas masti karte ho aur ladkiyon se flirt.”
Me: “Are nahi ji… job karta hu part-time study ke saath bhi. Aur aap jaisi koi khubsurat ladki mil jaaye to flirt kar leta hu aur dil ki sachi baatein bol deta hu.”
She: “Achha ji… ye bataao. Khana khya?”
Me: “Ji nahi… abhi nahi. Aapne khya?”
She: “Haa, maine to kha liya. Aapne kyu nahi khya? Abhi tak ghar se nikalne se pehle kha lete na.”
Me: “Ji, wo time na mila. Jaldi nikal aaya.”
She: “Aisa karo, market mein kuch kha lo pehle. Time zyada na karo.”
Me: “Ji, main kha lunga. Tense naa lo.”
She: “Ab dost bani hu to tense lungi hi. Chalo, meri baat maano aur kuch kha lo aur msg kar dena mujhe. Waapas aa jaao tab karegi call.”
Me: “Ji ok, khata hu.” (Itni care mujhe pehli baar feel hui thi.)
Maine kuch khaya aur kaam se nikal gaya. Fir raat ko ghar waapas aaya to leta hi tha ki tabhi unka msg aaya.
She: “Kya kar rahe ho? Ab kha liya khana ya abhi bhi ghum rahe ho?”
Me: “Ji nahi, kha liya. Ghar aa gaya hu. Aap kya kar rahi ho?”
She: “Main bas sab kaam se free hui. Socha aapko call kar lu.”
Me: “Main bhi aapke call ka hi wait kar raha tha. Aapki aawaz sunne ka dil tha aur aapka call aa gaya.”
She: “Hatt, badmash.”
Me: “Aur bataiye apne baare mein kuch. Kon kon hai aapke ghar mein?”
She: “Main, mere pati, mere 2 bacheek 17 saal ki ladki, ek 14 ka ladka. Meri ek jethani jo meri behen ki tarah hai, jeth ji, unki beti Poonam.”
Me: “Hein? Aapke bache bhi hai aur itne bade? Lagte nahi hai yaar. Mujhe to laga tha abhi 4-5 saal honge aapki shaadi ko.”
She: (Haste huye) “Are nahi nahi… 18 saal ho gaye shaadi ko. Aur lagti kya naa? Khoob lagti hu. 2 bacho ki maa, tumhe pata na kyu na lag raha.”
Me: “Aap meri nazar se dekho kitni cute and beautiful ho aap. To lagegi hi nahi aap married ho… bacho ki maa to tab lagogi.”
She: “Thanks.”
She: “2 din huye hai baat kar ke aapse, lekin feel hota hai kitne dino se baat kar rahi hu.”
Me: “Mujhe bhi aapse baat kar ke acha lagta hai. Aur please ye aap kehna band karo, tu kaho.”
She: “Nahi nahi, main aap hi kahu hi. Tu nahi kehti, main kisi ko… please.”
Me: “Achha ok ji… jaisa aap kahe.”
She: “Thank you samjhne ko. Waise aap bhi bohat smart lagte ho. Kitni girlfriend rahi hai?”
Me: “Thanks, bas 1 hi rahi hai. Break-up ho gaya 2 saal pehle.”
She: “Oo, to single ho ab.”
Me: “Ji, ab dekh rahe hai aap jaisa koi.”
She: “Haa, meri to ek behen bhi hai lekin uski bhi shaadi ho gayi. Bad luck aapka.” (Haste huye boli unhone ye baat.)
Me: “Koi baat naa. Aap jaisa koi mil hi jaayega.”
Me: “Kya karte hai aapke pati?”
She: “Bohat bade builder hai… to usi sab mein busy rehte hai. Aaj Lucknow gaye hai.”
Me: “Achha, tabhi baat ho pa rahi hai. Thank you unka jo aapko chod ke gaye, varna aapse baat kaise ho paati…”
She: “Haa, wo hote to baat naa ho paati, lekin unka hona bhi zaruri hai, Mr.”
Me: “Ji, bilkul zaruri hai.”
She: “Chalo, ab main soti hu. Kal baat karte hai. Subha jaldi bhi uthna hai… bacho ka tiffin wagerah pack karna hai.”
Me: “Ok ji, good night… sweet dreams.”
She: “Good night… bye.”
Fir main bhi so gaya. Next day, 7 baje aankh khuli to WhatsApp pe 5 baje ka msg pada raha Ranjana ji ka, “Hello, good morning, Mr.”
Maine reply diya, “Good morning ji… zyada jaldi nahi jaag gaye aap?”
Fir main washroom chala gaya. Waapas aaya to unka msg tha, “Husband aa gaye hai. Main kar lungi khud… aap mat karna.”
Maine unko koi msg naa kiya. Fir raat mein same unka msg aaya, “Sorry, husband aa gaye the… isliye pure din baat nahi kar paaye. Abhi friends se milne gaye hai. 1 ghante mein aayegi… isliye msg kar liya. Call nahi ho paayegi… bache paas hi hai.”
Me: “Koi baat naa. Aapki safety meri bhi zimmedari hai. Tense naa lo. Meri wajah se aapko koi problem naa hogi.”
She: “Thank you, yaar. Tum kitne samjhdar ho. Aaj pure din maine tumhe aur tumhari baaton ko bohat miss kiya.”
Me: “Maine bhi aapko khoob miss kiya lekin baat kar nahi paaya.”
She: “Thank you wait karne ko.”
Me: “Are bhai… baar baar thank you naa bolo. I understand everything.”
She: Smile emoji ke saath boli, “Ok ji.”
Fir thoda idhar udhar ki baatein hui hamari aur fir unhone phone rakh diya.
Hamara rishta dheere dheere karib aata ja raha tha. Dost to ban gaye the, lekin usse zyada feel karne lag gaye the side se.
Unki life ke dard ko, unki life ki sadness ko dekh ke main bhul hi gaya tha ki inse maine baatein physical hone ko start ki thi. Baatein start physical ke liye hui thi aur chal pyaar ki rahi thi, bas.
Aise hi humko daily thoda thoda baat karte huye 15 din ho chuke the.
Raat ke 11 baj rahe the, unka call aaya.
She: “Hello, kya kar rahe ho?”
Me: “Bas, aapka wait. Aapki pyari si aawaz sunne ka wait subha se.”
She: “Main bhi aapse baat karne ko betaab thi, but husband paas the ghar pe hi, isliye kar nahi paaye call msg.”
Me: “Koi baat naa. Aap jaisi khubsurat ladki se baat karne ke liye to saalo ka intzaar kar le hum.”
She: (Sharmate huye) “Main ladki nahi… lady hu ab to.”
Me: “Hamari nazar se dekho, aap ladki hi ho. Wo bhi duniya ki sabse pretty girl.”
She: “Thanks, itni taarif karne ko.”
Me: “Main taarif nahi karta… bas, sach bolta hu. Aap ho duniya ki sabse pretty girl. Us din maine aapko mele mein dekha tha naa, tabhi se aapka deewana ho gaya tha. Aapki red saree, uspe open hair, backless blouse, coffee colour lipstick, eyeliner. Aur aapka cute sa face dekh main deewana ho gaya aapka.”
She: “Wow, aapko ab tak yaad hai maine kya kya pehna tha aur kya kya makeup lagaya tha?”
Me: “Ji, bilkul yaad hoga. Jisko pasand karte hai, uski baatein to sabhi yaad rahegi hi.”
She: “Achha ji.”
Me: “Ek baat bolu?”
She: “Haa, boliye.”
Me: “Jabse aapko pehli baar dekha tha naa, tabhi se aapko pasand karta hu. I love you, Ranjana ji.”
Itna bola hi tha maine ki tabhi call cut ho gaya. Main dar gaya ki, ‘Kya hua ye?’ Aur call back kar sakta nahi tha. Unhone mana ki thi.
Badi mushkil se raat mein neend aayi yahi soch soch kar ki, ‘Call kyu cut kar di ye wo. Ki sab khatam to nahi ho gaya…’
To be continued…
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