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Adultery Ak CUCKOLD KI DIARY ( revenge)

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introduction
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chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
chapter 6
introduction 2
chapter 7
chapter 8
chapter 9
chapter 10
chapter 11 page 9
chapter 12 page 10
chapter 13 page 10
chapter 14 page 10
important introduction upadate page 11
chapter 15 page 12
chapter 16 page 12

Chapter 17 page 13

Chapter 18 page 14

Chapter 19 page 15

Chapter 20 page 15

Chapter 21 page 16
Chapter 22 page 16
Chapter 23 page 16 page 16latest:sunshine::sunshine::sunshine:


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Chapter 24

📖 Bejjati ka Badla: Khoon, Hawas aur Ek Bhayanak Rasam

Day 13 (shaam - Narak ka Sabse Gehra Kuan)
Bathroom ke us badboodar, silan aur peshab se bhare andhere mein khada, main ek aise sach ka gawah ban raha tha jiske aage duniya ka har gunah chota lagne laga tha. Charpayi par khoon, paseena aur paap ka jo khel abhi khatam hua tha, uski aag abhi thandi bhi nahi hui thi ki baaton ne ek naya aur bhayanak roop le liya.

Laxmi, jo abhi-abhi apne bete ke niche se uthi thi, usne Chanda ke paseene se bhare chehre ko apne hatho mein liya. Uski aawaz mein kisi vidhwa (widow) ka dukh nahi, balki kisi jeeti hui shaitaan ka garv (pride) tha.
Laxmi: "Beta... tune tere baapu ko mere liye maar diya? Meri is chahat ne, mere is jism ki bhookh ne tujhe apne hi baap ka khooni bana diya... mere pyare Chanda?"
Chanda ne badi besharmi se apni maa ki nangi kamar par haath phera aur ek darinde ki tarah hasa.
Chanda: "Laxmi randi! Tere liye toh main kuch bhi kar sakta hoon. Ek khoon kya cheez hai? Main hazar khoon kar sakta hoon, hazar laashein bicha sakta hoon teri is chut ke liye!"

Laxmi ne achanak ek ajeeb si muskurahat ke saath Chanda ko apne se door kiya. Wo poori tarah nangi thi, uske bhari jism par mitti aur Chanda ki hawas ke nishaan saaf the. Wo uthi aur tambu ke kone mein gayi. Wahan ek purani, ghis chuki phool-jhadu (broom) rakhi thi.
Laxmi ne us jhadu ko uthaya aur ek hi jhatke mein uske piche laga plastic ka cover tod kar alag kar diya. Us khokhle plastic ke pipe ke andar usne pata nahi kab se, kin-kin gande aur tharki grahakon ke niche let kar, do-do, chaar-chaar rupaye bacha kar chhupaye the. Usne us pipe ke andar se mude-tude, mitti aur paseene se sane hue noton ki ek gaddi nikali. Ye uske us ghinone dhandhe ki wo kamayi thi jo usne apne usi mrit pati aur is darinde bete se chhupa kar rakhi thi.
Usne wo paise Chanda ke haath mein rakh diye aur ek aisi baat kahi jisne mere dimaag ki bachi-kuchi nasen bhi jhanjhana din.

Laxmi: "Ja mera sher... jaakar meethi mithai laa aaj. Basti mein sabko khushkhabri deni hai mujhe. Sabko batana hai ki aaj se mera chanda sirf mera beta nahi, mera mard hai... mera asli pati hai! Aur sun..."
Laxmi ne Chanda ki aankhon mein dekhte hue apne hothon ko jeebh se geela kiya. "Apne naam ka ek mangalsutra bhi lete aana. Par pehle... aaj raat ko main is jhopde mein, is basti ke sabhi mardon ke saath apni aakhiri 'suhaag raat' manaungi."
Chanda ne thoda hairaan hokar use dekha, par Laxmi ne uske hothon par ungli rakh di.
Laxmi: "Haan... poori basti ke samne. Main aakhiri baar un sabka lungi. Aur us gandi rasam ke theek baad... main tera laya hua mangalsutra pehnungi. Us mangalsutra ko pehanne ke baad, is jhopde ka kya, is duniya ka koi bhi mard bina teri ijazat ke is Laxmi randi ko chhu tak nahi payega. Tera haq hoga mujh par."

Chanda ye sunkar khushi se pagal ho gaya. Ek khooni beta, jo apni maa ki gangbang (samuhik) suhaag raat ki baat sunkar naraz hone ke bajaye, uske baad milne wale 'malikana haq' par khush ho raha tha. Wo jaldi se utha, usne apni mitti wali pant pehni aur paise jeb mein daal kar tambu se bahar nikal gaya.
Chanda ke jaate hi tambu mein ek khaufnaak sannata chha gaya.
Main bathroom ke us patle parde ke piche khada tha. Mera poora jism aese kaanp raha tha jaise mujhe barf ke paani mein daal diya gaya ho. Mere pant ke andar jo land thodi der pehle inki kamuk aawazein sunkar khada ho gaya tha, wo ab darr, ghin aur ulti (vomit) aane wali feeling se poori tarah sikud kar khatam ho chuka tha.

Mera dimaag ab cheezon ko process nahi kar paa raha tha.

Khoon ka jashn mithai bant kar manaya jayega?

Baap ki laash abhi shayad thandi bhi nahi hui hogi aur yahan naya suhaag banaya ja raha hai?

Aur ye kaisi suhaag raat thi? Jahan ek aurat apne bete ki biwi banne se theek pehle, basti ke saare mardon ke bistar garam karne wali thi?
Mujhe achanak apni Mom yaad aayin. Main subah se khud ko sabse gira hua, sabse neech insaan samajh raha tha kyunki maine apni Mom ki us white saree aur unke bhari jism ko hawas ki nazar se dekh liya tha. Mujhe lag raha tha ki mere andar ka janwar sabse bhayanak hai.
Par yahan... is dhool bhare tambu mein... janwar nahi, pure ke pure shaitaan baste the! Sachai aur jhooth, maryada aur paap, insaan aur janwar ke beech ki saari deewarein yahan mitti mein mil chuki thin. Yahan koi rishta nahi tha, yahan sirf ek bhookh thi—maas ki aur dabdabe ki. Mere shabd kam pad gaye the. Main is jite-ji narak (living hell) mein poori tarah se fass chuka tha, aur bahar nikalne ka rasta mujhe ab dhundhla lagne laga tha.


Achanak ek zordaar jhatke ke saath wo patla, ganda, jali-dar parda hat gaya. Us silan bhare bathroom ki ghuti hui hawa mein ek dum se tambu ke andar ki roshni aur wo khoon-paseene ki badboo aakar mujhse takrayi.

Parde ke theek us paar Laxmi khadi thi. Wo abhi bhi poori tarah se nangi thi. Uske bhari aur gadeele jism par mitti ke daag the, uski janghon aur pairo ke beech uske apne hi bete (Chanda) ke paap (vriye/semen) ki safed lakeerein niche ki taraf beh rahi thin. Kuch der pehle yahi jism, yahi nangi chuchiyaan mere andar ek bhayanak hawas paida kar rahi thin. Mera land pant faadne ko taiyar tha. Par ab? Ab meri halat aisi thi ki main uske nange jism ki taraf dekh bhi nahi paa raha tha. Meri nazrein sirf aur sirf uski aankhon par jami hui thin. Un aankhon mein na toh sharam thi, na darr, aur na hi kisi tarah ka pashchatap. Wahan bas ek maut jaisa sannata aur janwari bhookh thi.

"Dekha babu..." Laxmi ki aawaz us andhere tambu mein kisi chudail ki tarah goonji. Uske hothon par ek ajeeb si thandi muskurahat thi. "Maine kaha tha na... is basti ke log aise hi hain. Inhe sudhara nahi ja sakta. Hum kide hain, kide."

Mera poora sharer sardi ki tarah kaanp raha tha. Mere daant aapas mein takra rahe the. Main uske aage lagbhag haath jodne ki halat mein aa gaya tha. Mera guroor, mera 'Tarundeep Randhawa' hone ka ghamand, sab is dhool mein mil chuka tha.

"Laxmi... please..." meri aawaz buri tarah ladkhada rahi thi, mera gala sukh chuka tha. "Mujhe... mujhe jaane do yahan se. Main bhagwan ki kasam khata hoon, main ye baat kisi ko nahi bataunga. Tumhari kasam Laxmi, mujhe yahan se jaane do!"

Laxmi ne apni nangi kamar par haath rakha aur thoda aage meri taraf jhuki. Uski bhari chuchiyaan mere seene ke bilkul kareeb aagayin, par mujhe is waqt sirf ghin aur darr lag raha tha."Kaun si baat babu?" usne bohot hi masoomiyat ka natak karte hue pucha.

"Tumhare bete... aur tumhare pati ke khoon ki baat! Jo... jo Chanda ne kiya hai! Main police ko kuch nahi bataunga, kisi ko kuch nahi pata chalega!" main lagbhag ro padne wali halat mein tha.

Meri ghabrahat dekh kar Laxmi achanak zor-zor se hasne lagi. Uski wo hansi itni bhayanak aur ghatiya thi ki tambu ki deewarein tak kaanp uthin. "Hahahaha! Babu... tu abhi tak samjha nahi kya? Ye... ye koi batane ki baat hai kisi ko? Arre hum Banjare hain! In jhopdiyon mein, is kachchi mitti par aisi laashein roz girti hain aur roz dafna di jati hain. Ek beta apne baap ka khoon kar de uski aurat ke liye... ye yahan roz ki baat hai babu, roz ki!"

Roz ki baat?
Mera dimaag blank ho gaya. Jis khoon, jis katl ko dekh kar, sun kar poori duniya hil jati, wo is basti ka 'roz ka khel' tha.

Laxmi thoda aur kareeb aayi. Usne apna paseene se sana, ganda haath mere gaal par rakh diya. Uske haath ka sparsh (touch) mujhe kisi zehreeley saap jaisa mehsoos hua."Mujhe pata hai babu... aapne sab sun liya hai. Aur mujhe ye bhi pata hai ki aap darr ke maare kisi ko kuch nahi bataoge. Par main aapko aise khali haath kahan jaane dungi? Main chahti hoon ki meri us aakhiri suhaag raat ka... aap bhi hissa bano."

Mera dil jaise dhadakna bhool gaya. "Suhaag Raat?" Wahi suhaag raat jahan is jhopdi ke, is basti ke saare jaanwar is aurat ka jism nochne wale the, uske apne hi bete ki ijazat se?

"Nahi!! Main kaise... main nahi ban sakta hissa!" maine ghabra kar piche hatne ki koshish ki, par piche bathroom ki gandi deewar thi.

"Kyun babu? Aap darr kyun rahe ho?" Laxmi ki aankhon mein ab ek shaitaani chamak thi. Wo meri majboori aur mere darr ka poora maza le rahi thi. Usne apna doosra haath meri pant ki chain ke upar, mere sikud chuke land par rakh diya.

"Darr nahi toh kya karun?!" main lagbhag cheekh pada, bhale hi aawaz dabi hui thi. "Tumhara beta... Chanda! Wo pagal hai, janwar hai! Wo maarne-kaatne par tula hai! Usne abhi-abhi apne baap ko maar diya! Agar usne mujhe yahan dekh liya, toh wo mujhe bhi gajar-mooli ki tarah kaat dega!"

Laxmi ne mere gaal ko thapthapaya. Uske hoth mere kaan ke paas aaye, uski aawaz mein ek zehreeli mithaas aur ghamand tha. Ek aisi aurat ka ghamand jise pata tha ki ab wo apne bete, yani apne naye pati ke zariye, is poori basti par raaj karne wali hai.

"Daro mat babu..." usne fusfusate hue kaha. "Chanda mera mard zaroor banne wala hai, par uski lagaam meri is chut ke paas hai. Wo is Laxmi ka ek ishara paakar kutton ki tarah dum hilata hai. Wo aapko kuch nahi karega. Balki, us gangbang mein... aap sabse pehle houge. Ek saaf-suthra, ameer ghar ka 'bada babu' meri shuruaat karega. Phir baaki ke janwar aayenge."

Mujhe ab samajh mein aa raha tha ki main ek aise jaal mein fass chuka tha jahan se bahar nikalne ka koi seedha rasta nahi tha. Laxmi ab victim (shikaar) nahi thi, wo ek khoonkhaar shikaari thi. Aur main uska khilona ban chuka tha. Mera zameer, meri maryada, mere asool... sab is choti si dhool bhari jhopdi mein aakar poori tarah se neelaam ho chuke the.



"Nahi Laxmi... mujhe kuch zaroori kaam hai, mujhe jana hoga," maine kisi tarah darr aur ghabrahat se khud ko piche khinchte hue kaha. Mera dimaag is darawani jagah se bas bhaag jana chahta tha.

Par Laxmi ne mera rasta rokte hue ek ajeeb si shaitaani muskurahat di. "Theek hai babu, aap ja sakte ho. Par pehle ek achhi randi ki tarah mujhe aapka pani nikalna hoga. Nahi toh main ek randi kehlane ke layak nahi rahungi."

Main kuch samajh paata, usse pehle hi Laxmi ke hath ek bijli ki tezi se meri pant ki taraf gaye. Mujhe pata hi nahi chala ki usne kab meri belt kholi, kab pant ki chain girayi, aur agle hi second mera sakht land uske nange hatho ki giraft mein tha. Uski hath ki safai dekh kar main poori tarah shock tha; jaise uska jism ek machini hatheyar ban chuka tha.

Usne mere land ko halke se hilate hue bade gaur se dekha aur boli, "Babu... aapka toh kitna khoobsurat hai. Kitna pyara aur saaf-suthra hai. Aisa land toh maine pehli baar dekha hai. Aaj tak kai land liye hain is tambu mein, par itna pyara land pehli baar chamak raha hai meri aankhon ke samne."

Main ghabra kar piche hatna chahta tha. "Laxmi... ruko! Mujhe chhod do!"

Par Laxmi wahi kachchi mitti par apne ghutno ke bal baith gayi. Usne meri ek na suni. Agle hi pal, uske garam, naram aur paseene se bheege hoth mere land ke top par the, aur usne use apne muh mein bhar liya.

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"Aaahh... aaahhh mmmm!" Mere muh se ek be-qabu siski nikal gayi. Mera dimaag cheekh raha tha ki ye galat hai, ye aurat shaitaan hai, par mere jism ne hathiyar daal diye the. Uske chusne ka tareeka itna expert aur anubhavi tha ki mera poora sarer us ghuti hui jhopdi mein kaanp utha. "Ahhh... Laxmi... kya... aahh kya kar rahi ho!"

Laxmi thodi der chusne ke baad ruki. Usne mere land ko apne chehre ke paas pakda aur is gandi basti ke wo bhayanak, kaale raaz (dark secrets) kholne shuru kiye jinhone meri rooh tak ko fhaad diya.

"Babu, is basti mein grahak ko khaas darja diya jata hai. Agar koi mard apna pani nikale bina is charpayi se uth kar chala jaye, toh dusre jhopde wale us randi ko taane dete hain. Use kalank mante hain, jaise usne koi bhayanak paap kar diya ho! Isiliye aapko bina pani nikale main nahi jaane dungi."

Usne mere land par apni ungliyan pheri aur ek tanz bhari hansi hasi. "Saaf-suthra toh hai babu, par chota bohot hai. Ye 6 inch lamba aur 4 inch mota... batao iska kya fayda? Ek jawan aurat ko isse kya thandak milegi? Mere us mare hue pati ka 8 inch ka tha, par jab wo andar dalta tha toh mujhe pata hi nahi lagta tha ki meri chut mein kuch gaya bhi hai ya nahi! Ye chote land kisi kaam ke nahi hote babu."

Laxmi ne meri aankhon mein dekh kar apni hawas ka sabse ganda sach bola. "Auraton ko hamesha bada pasand aata hai. Size matter karta hai babu, jitna bada, utna achha! Isiliye toh mujhe us namard pati ki maut ka ratti bhar dukh nahi hai... balki mujhe is baat ki khushi hai ki ab raat ko mujhe mere Chanda ka wo 10 inch ka lamba aur shandar land milega!"

"Aaaaahhh... Laxmi... ahhhh mmm... pagla gayi ho tum..." Mere muh se dard aur maze ki mili-juli siskariyan nikal rahi thin jab usne dobara mere land ko muh mein lekar zoro se chusna shuru kar diya.

Kuch der baat wo phir ruki, uske hothon par mera vriye aane se pehle ka chipchipa pani lag chuka tha.

"Tum ghabra rahe the na ki Chanda aakar mujhe dusre mardon ke saath dekhega toh kya karega? Babu, yahan ka riwaj hai ki pati ke marne ke baad, har aurat ko basti ke sabhi mardon ke saath apna jism bantna padta hai. Un sabke saath suhaag raat manani padti hai. Jab poori basti uska jism noch leti hai... sirf uske baad hi wo naye pati ke naam ka mangalsutra pehan sakti hai."

"Aur Chanda isi liye itna khush hokar hasta hua gaya hai! Use pata hai ki aaj raat main poori basti ke aage nangi houngi. Yahan sex karne se zyada maza mardon ko doosron ko sex karte hue dekhne mein aata hai. Chanda ko yahi soch kar nasha chadh raha hai ki saare mard meri chut marenge aur wo wahan khada hokar sab dekhega!"

"Par ek baar jab main us gangbang ke baad Chanda ke naam ka mangalsutra pehan lungi na... tab agar wo chahega, toh mera ye dhanda karna band karwa sakta hai. Us mangalsutra ke gale mein aate hi, pati ki ijazat ke bina is basti ka koi bhi mard is Laxmi Randi ko haath tak nahi laga payega."

"Aur humari auraton ko us mangalsutra ke baad apne pati se poori wafadar rehna hota hai, jab tak wo zinda hai. Par agar wo mar jaye, toh aurat ko kisi aur se shaadi karni hi padti hai. Yahan shaadi karna zaroori hai babu. Agar 18 saal ki koi bhi ladki ya aurat shaadi karne se, ya mardon ke niche letne se mana karti hai... toh use seedha jaan se maar diya jata hai! Yahan aurat ki na, uski maut ki chitthi hoti hai."


"Aaahhh!! Laxmi!! Aaahhh nikal raha hai!!"
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Mere dimaag ke fuse udd chuke the, par mere jism ki hawas apne charam par pahunch chuki thi. Laxmi ne mere land ko apne muh mein poori tarah dhas liya aur ek vacuum ki tarah chusne lagi. Agle hi pal, mera poora jism aitha aur maine apne andar ka saara safed pani, apna vriye, us darawani basti ki us aurat ke muh mein udel diya. Wo ghoot-ghoot karke mera saara vriye pi gayi aur usne mere 6 inch ke land ko poori tarah khaali kar diya.

Mera jism ab theanda pad chuka tha,



Mera vriye peene ke baad Laxmi ne apne hothon ko jeebh se saaf kiya aur ek behad shaitaani, maut jaisi thandi hansi hasi. Usne mere sikud chuke, thande pad chuke 6 inch ke land ko ek aakhiri baar ghoor kar dekha aur ek aisi baat kahi jisne mere dimaag ki bachi-kuchi shanti ko bhi tezaab se jala diya.

"Itne chote se kuch nahi hota hai babu..." Laxmi ki aawaz mein ek ghatiya tanz aur taras tha. "Aap is duniya mein kya ukhad loge? Kaise apni biwi ko khush rakhoge is khilaune se? Ek aurat ki asli bhookh ko tum jaise ameer babu kabhi shant nahi kar sakte. Likh kar le lo babu... dekhna, ek din tumhari biwi... ya shayad tumhari MAA ko koi meri tarah bada aur mota land wala mard chod raha hoga. Aur tum? Tum kuch nahi kar paoge! Tum bas is basti ke namard mardon ki tarah kone mein khade hokar, apni aankhon ke samne apni auraton ki chut marte hue sirf dekh rahe hoge!"

'Tumhari Maa...'


Ye do shabd sunte hi mera dimaag kisi bomb ki tarah phat gaya! Mujhe achanak subah ka wo manzar yaad aagaya jab maine apni Mom ko gandi nazar se dekha tha. Mera poora jism ek bhayanak khauf se kaanp utha. Kya sach mein aisa hoga? Kya meri kamzori mujhe ek din is mardon bana degi? Kya main bhi wahi namard ban jaunga jiske samne uske ghar ki auratein kisi aur ke bistar ki shaan banengi?

Mera saans lena mushkil ho gaya tha. Tambu ki wo peshab, vriye aur mitti ki badboo ab mera dum ghot rahi thi. Main wahan ek second bhi aur nahi rukna chahta tha.

Maine ghabrahat aur paagalo jaisi halat mein apni pant ki chain jaldi se band ki. Mere haath buri tarah kaanp rahe the. Maine apni jeb mein haath dala aur jitne bhi paise the—wo 20-25 hazar ki gaddi jo maine thodi der pehle use deni chahi thi—wo poori ki poori gaddi maine bina gine, bina soche Laxmi ke nange, paseene se bhare chehre par zor se phek maari!

Noton ki wo gaddi uske seene par lag kar mitti mein bikhar gayi, par maine ye dekhne ki bhi zehmat nahi uthayi ki wo kya kar rahi hai. main bas wahan se apni jaan bacha kar bhaga!



Main jhopdi ke us patle parde ko nochta hua bahar kachchi mitti par aaya. Dhoop ab dhalne lagi thi, par basti ka wo darawna mahaul abhi bhi zinda tha. Main kisi pagal ki tarah bhagta hua apni gaadi tak pahuncha. Pata nahi kitni aurton ne mujhe ghoora, pata nahi kin-kin jhopdiyon se aur kaisi-kaisi aawazein aa rahi thin, par mere kano mein sirf Laxmi ki wo bhayanak bhavishyavani goonj rahi thi—"Koi tumhari maa ko chod raha hoga... aur tum dekh rahe hoge!"

Maine thar-tharaate hathon se gaadi start ki, accelerator par poori takat se pair rakha aur us dhool bhare raste se gaadi ko highway ki taraf bhaga liya. Gaadi ke AC ki thandi hawa bhi mere jism mein chal rahi us aag aur us ghin ko shant nahi kar paa rahi thi. Main poore raste steering wheel ko kas kar pakde ro raha tha, khud ko gaaliyan de raha tha. Mere andar ka asool, meri maryada, mera insaan hona—aaj sab kuch us banjara basti ki mitti mein dafan ho chuka tha.

Main itna disturbed tha ki main gaadi theek se chala bhi nahi paa raha tha. Main poore raste bina kisi manzil ke dimaagi toofan se ladta raha. Kabhi mujhe Chanda ka chehra dikhta, kabhi Laxmi ki nangi chuchiyaan, aur kabhi apni Mom ka wo masoom chehra. Dimaag aur jism ki is thakaan ne mujhe poori tarah tod diya tha.

Highway se city ke andar aate-aate, aur bheed-bhaad wale raaston ko paar karte-karte kaafi andhera ho chuka tha.

Gaadi jab mere ghar ke main gate ke samne aakar ruki, toh dashboard ki ghadi par raat ke 8:00 baj rahe the.

Main apne hi aalishan ghar ko aise dekh raha tha jaise koi anjaan jagah ho. Bahar se sab kuch kitna shant aur pavitra lag raha tha. Par mere dimaag mein abhi bhi us basti ke kide reng rahe the. Main gaadi mein hi baitha lamba saans lene ki koshish kar raha tha, khud ko normal dikhane ki acting seekh raha tha, kyunki andar meri Mom aur shayad Harseerat mera intezar kar rahi thin.
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