Subah ke 8:10 ka time tha.
Bed se utha toh dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi. Maryam ka room khula pada tha – bed saaf-suthra bana hua, college ka bag nahi tha. Woh mere uthne se pehle hi nikal chuki thi. Yeh jaan kar dil ekdum ruk gaya. Raat bhar uska woh safed padta chehra, badi-badi aankhein, aur seedhiyon se bhagte hue pairon ki tez-thap-thap awaaz baar-baar aankhon ke saamne aa rahi thi. Jaise woh scene dimag mein loop mein chal raha ho, aur har baar dil mein ek teer sa lag raha ho.
Phone haath mein liya.WhatsApp khola.
**Rehan (8:12 AM):**
Maryam… . College pahunch gayi kya? Ek baar reply kar de please…
Double tick ho gaya. Dil ki dhadkan aur tez ho gayi.
Phir se likha.
**Rehan (8:14 AM):**
Please yaar… main raat bhar so nahi paya. Bas bata de tu theek hai.
Ab bhi blue nahi hue. Sirf grey ticks. Yeh jaan kar pet mein kuch ulat-pulat sa hone laga. Woh message padh rahi thi… lekin jawab nahi de rahi thi. Kyun? Gussa? Darr? Ya ghin? Dimag mein hazar sawal ghum rahe thay.
Kitchen se halki-chhann ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Main neeche utra, pair bhari hokar rakhe jaise.
Ammi counter pe khadi thi – halki pink salwar suit mein, jo subah ki halki garmi mein paseene se unki gori jild se chipak gaya tha. Gaal abhi bhi thoda laal dikhai de raha tha… kal raat ke thappad ka woh halka nishaan, jo abhi bhi dil mein chubh raha tha. Dupatta shoulder pe loosely gira hua tha, cleavage ki shuruaat saaf dikh rahi thi. Woh palti – aankhein meri aankhon se mili. Ek pal ke liye dono ruk gaye, jaise waqt tham gaya ho. Unhone jhat se nazar neeche kar li, dupatta seene pe zor se dabaya, jaise chhupana chahti ho sab kuch.
Main seedha uske paas pahuncha. Haath pakda – woh garam tha, thoda kaanp raha tha, jaise raat ki yaadein abhi bhi usme zinda hon. Bina ek shabd bole unhe kheench ke upar bedroom ki taraf le chala. Ammi ne virodh nahi kiya… bas saans tez ho gayi, jaise jaanti ho kya hone wala hai. Seedhiyon chadhte waqt unki moti gaand mere saamne hil rahi thi, salwar tight ho rahi thi har kadam pe, aur har hilawat se mera dil aur tez dhadak raha tha.
Bedroom mein ghus ke darwaza band kiya aur lock laga diya. Kamre ki hawa garam thi, fan chal raha tha lekin paseena abhi bhi mehsoos ho raha tha. Ammi bistar ke paas khadi thi, aankhein neeche jhuki hui, haathon se pallu pakde hue. Main ne unko dheere se kheench ke bistar pe litaya. Unka jism garam mehsoos hua haathon mein, jaise aag jal rahi ho andar. Unki saans ki garmahat mere chehre pe lag rahi thi.
Pehle unki kapde ko dheere-dheere upar kheench di – kapda unki naram jild se ragad khata hua upar sarak raha tha, jaise har inch ko mehsoos kar raha hoon. Poori utaar di. Ammi ab bilkul nangi leti thi. Unki bade-bade 42-size ke boobs upar-neeche ho rahe thay, gulabi nipples thande hawa se sakht khade hue. Moti gori gaand bistar pe dab rahi thi, chut shaved aur pehle se thodi geeli chamak rahi thi. Uski khushboo kamre mein fail gayi – paseene aur hawas ki milijuli, jo mujhe aur pagal bana rahi thi.
Main uske taango ke beech baith gaya. Pehle sirf ungliyon ke agron se chut ke bahar wale honthon ko sehlaya – upar se neeche, dheere-dheere, jaise har touch ko mehsoos kar raha hoon. Ungliyan ras se geeli ho rahi thin, garam aur chipchipi. Ammi ka jism ek pal ke liye sakht ho gaya, jaise current daud gaya ho.
“Ahhh…”
Phir do ungliyan andar daali – garam, tight, ras se bhari hui. Andar ki deewar ko mehsoos kiya, dheere se andar-bahar karne laga. Har movement mein ras ki awaaz aa rahi thi, ungliyan aur geeli ho rahi thin. Ammi ki taangein thodi aur fail gayi, unki kamar halki si upar uthi.
“Uffff… mmm…”
Main ne jhuk kar zubaan daal di. Pehle honthon ko dheere se chaata – ras ka namkeen taste muh mein ghus gaya, garam aur mithaas . Clit ko zubaan ke agle hisse se touch kiya, gol-gol ghumaya. Ammi ki kamar aur upar uthi, uski saans tez ho gayi. Zubaan andar daali – andar ki garam deewar ko chaatne laga, ras pee raha tha jaise bhookha hoon. Zubaan ko dheere-dheere andar-bahar kar raha tha, clit pe wapas aake choos raha tha. Unki chut ki garmi mere chehre pe lag rahi thi, paseena aur ras mix ho kar chehre pe chipak raha tha.
“Ahhh… ahhhh… uffff…”
chut tight hui, garam ras zubaan pe aa gaya, muh bhar gaya. Woh kaanp rahi thi, haathon se bistar ki chaddar ko zor se pakde hue, jism paseene se aur chamak raha tha.
“Mmm… ahhhh…”
Ab main utha. Unke upar let gaya – missionary position mein. Lund chut ke muh pe rakha aur dheere se poora andar dhakel diya. Pehle sirf supari andar gayi, andar ki garam tight deewar mehsoos hui. Phir hips aage kiye, poora lund andar kar diya– jaise chut ne usko gale laga liya ho, ras se geela ho gaya.
“Aaaahhhh…”
Main dheere-dheere andar-bahar karne laga. Har dhakke pe unki boobs hil rahe thay, main neeche se mehsoos kar raha tha unki garmahat aur narmi. Ek haath se boobs pakad ke masalne laga – nipple ko ungli se ragadne laga, sakht nipple ungliyon ke beech dab raha tha.
Phir speed badha di. Lund tez-tez andar-bahar karne laga, har baar andar jaate waqt chut ki deewar ragad rahi thi lund pe. Balls chut pe thap-thap padne lage, ras ki geeli awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Ammi ki saans phool rahi thi, unki awaaz mere kaanon mein bhar rahi thi.
“Uffff… ahhh… mmm… ahhhh…”
Main ne unko ghodi banaya. Gaand upar ki, chehra bistar pe. Peeche se poora lund andar daal diya– dheere se, andar ki garmahat mehsoos karte hue. Aur zor-zor se pelne laga. Haath se gaand ke dono cheeks pakad ke zor se dabaya – naram moti gaand haathon mein dab rahi thi, har dhakke pe hil rahi thi, paseena haathon pe chipak raha tha.
“Ahhhh… uffff… mmm… ahhh…”
Phir main unke peeche let gaya, ek taang upar utha kar lund andar daala. Ek haath se boobs masalta raha – nipple ko ragadta, sakht nipple ungliyon ke beech ghum raha tha. Doosre haath se clit pe ungli gol-gol ghumata raha. Lund dheere-dheere andar-bahar kar raha tha, andar ki deewar ragad rahi thi. Ammi ka sir peeche meri taraf jhuk gaya, uski saans meri gardan pe garam lag rahi thi.
“Mmm… ahhhh… uffff…”
Phir usko apne upar bithaya – Ammi mere upar baith gayi, lund chut mein poora andar. Woh dheere-dheere upar-neeche hone lagi – har baar neeche aate waqt chut ki gehraai mehsoos ho rahi thi. Main neeche se hips utha-utha kar dhakke de raha tha. Uske boobs mere muh ke saamne hil rahe thay – main ne ek choochi muh mein le kar zor se choosi, nipple ko zubaan se ragda, doodh ki garmahat muh mein bhar gayi.
“Ahhh… ahhhh… uffff… mmm…”
Aakhir mein main ne unko wapas litaya. Taangein kandhon pe rakh di, poori gehraai tak pelne laga. Lund andar-bahar tez-tez, har baar andar jaate waqt chut ki deewar ragad rahi thi, ras ki geeli awaaz sunai de rahi thi. Ammi ki chut bilkul tight ho chuki thi, uski garmahat aur tightness lund pe mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Ammi ka pura jism akad gaya, chut sikudne lagi, garam ras lund pe aa gaya.
“Aaaahhhhh… uffff… mmm… ahhhh…”
Main bhi control kho diya. Poora andar hi garam maal chhod diya – dhadak-dhadak kar uski chut ko bhar diya, maal ki garmahat andar mehsoos ho rahi thi. Maal andar bhar gaya, thoda bahar bhi tapakne laga.
Dono thak kar bistar pe let gaye. Lund abhi bhi andar tha, dheere-dheere naram ho raha tha. Ammi ki saans abhi bhi tez chal rahi thi, chehra paseene se bhiga hua, aankhein band.
Main unke boobs pe sir rakh ke let gaya. Dimag mein sirf Maryam ka unread message ghum raha tha… lekin abhi ke liye Ammi ki garam, geeli chut mein mera maal… yeh ehsaas ufff...
Dopahar ho gaya tha.
Main apne room mein bistar pe baitha tha, phone haath mein pakde hue, dimag bilkul sunn ho chuka tha. Subah se Maryam ka koi reply nahi aaya tha. Har do-teen minute mein WhatsApp khol ke check kar raha tha, lekin sirf wohi grey ticks dikhai de rahe thay. Dil mein ek gehra darr baitha hua tha, jaise kuch bura hone wala ho. Ammi neeche kitchen mein thi, lunch bana rahi thi shayad. Raat bhar neend nahi aayi thi, aankhein jal rahi thi, sar mein halka sa dard ho raha tha, jaise sab kuch ulat-pulat ho raha ho. Dimag mein bas woh ek pal ghum raha tha – Maryam ka chehra chhat pe, unki badi aankhein, aur woh bhagti hui seedhiyan. Jaise woh scene dimag mein chipak gaya ho.
Achanak se mera phone vibrate hua. Notification ki awaaz sun ke dil ekdum ruk gaya. Screen pe dekha – Maryam ka message tha. Ungliyan thodi kaanp rahi thi jab touch kiya.
**Maryam:**
Bhaiya… abhi restaurant mein hoon. Yahan aa jao. Baat karni hai.
Usne address share kiya – ghar se sirf 10 minute ki drive pe ek chhota sa cafe tha, mohalle ke bahar waala, jahan log kam aate hain. Main jhat se utha. Dimag mein hazar sawal ghum rahe thay – woh baat karegi? Gussa karegi? Ya Ammi ko bata degi sab? Shirt badli, bike ki chabi li aur nikal gaya. Raste mein tez hawa chehre pe lag rahi thi, lekin paseena aa raha tha tension se. Bike tez chala raha tha, horn bajata hua traffic se guzar raha tha, jaise jaldi pahunch kar sab theek kar dunga. Dil mein ek chhoti si umeed thi ki woh sunegi, samjhegi, maaf kar degi. Lekin andar se darr bhi tha – agar woh chillayi toh? Agar chhod ke chali gayi toh?
Cafe pahuncha toh bahar se hi nazar aa gaya – chhota sa spot, bahar do-teen tables rakhe hue, andar AC ki thandi hawa bahar tak mehsoos ho rahi thi. Maryam bahar wali table pe baithi thi, peeth meri taraf. Usne college uniform pehna tha – white shirt aur blue skirt, baal bandhe hue, bag table pe rakha hua. Woh coffee ka cup haath mein pakde hue thi, lekin pi nahi rahi thi, sirf ghumati ja rahi thi jaise kuch gehri soch mein doobi ho. Main bike park ki aur uske paas pahuncha.
“Maryam…” main dheere se bola, chair kheench ke uske saamne baith gaya. Dil zor-zor dhadak raha tha, haath table pe rakhe hue thode paseene se geele ho rahe thay. Woh palti – aankhein meri taraf uthi. Ek pal ke liye dono ki nazrein mili. Usne kuch nahi bola, bas dekhti rahi. Main ne gala saaf kiya, awaaz nikalni mushkil ho rahi thi.
“Maryam… kal jo tune dekha… woh… woh galti thi. Bilkul galt. Main… main samjha nahi pa raha hoon kaise bataun. Ammi aur main… yeh sab achanak ho gaya. ghar mein … lekin yeh galat hai. Bilkul galat. Please samajh… main tujhe hurt nahi karna chahta tha. Tu meri behen hai, meri jaan hai. Please maaf kar de.”
Main bolta ja raha tha, awaaz mein bechaini thi, haath table pe rakhe hue kaanp rahe thay. Sawaal kar raha tha, explain kar raha tha, umeed kar raha tha ki woh kuch bolegi. Lekin Maryam ka expression… woh ajeeb sa tha. Gussa nahi dikha raha tha, na hi rone ka. Bas ek halki si muskurahat jaise chehre pe thi, aankhein thodi chhoti hokar mujhe dekh rahi thi. Jaise sun rahi ho lekin kuch aur soch rahi ho. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Yeh kaisa reaction tha? Darr? Curiosity? Ya kuch aur? Uske haath coffee cup ko dheere-dheere ghuma rahe thay, jaise waqt kaat rahi ho. Chehra shant tha, lekin aankhon mein ek chamak thi, jaise kuch chhupa rahi ho.
Waiter aaya, main ne black coffee order ki, lekin nazar uspe tikayi hui thi. Woh abhi bhi chup thi, bas coffee ka sip leti rahi. Main phir se bola:
“Maryam… please kuch toh bol. Gussa hai? Ya ghin aa rahi hai mujhse? Jo bhi hai, bol de. Main sununga. Sab theek karne ki koshish karunga.”
Usne sir halka sa hilaya, jaise sun rahi ho, lekin muh se kuch nahi nikla. Expression abhi bhi ajeeb the – muskurahat thodi badh gayi thi, jaise mazak kar rahi ho ya kuch plan kar rahi ho. Aankhein meri taraf tik gayi, lekin nazar mein gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb si utsaukta thi. Jaise woh mujhe dekh kar kuch nayi cheez soch rahi ho. Mujhe bilkul samajh nahi aa raha tha. Yeh chuppi… yeh expression… dil mein aur bechaini badha raha tha. Coffee aayi, main ne sip liya, lekin taste mehsoos nahi ho raha tha. Bas uske chehre ko dekh raha tha, soch raha tha ki andar kya chal raha hai.
Coffee thandi ho chuki thi, lekin haath abhi bhi cup pakde hue thay. Maryam ka woh ajeeb expression abhi bhi dimag mein ghum raha tha – woh halki si muskurahat, aankhon mein woh chamak, jaise kuch kehna chahti ho lekin ruk gayi ho. Main usko samjhaane ki koshish karta raha, lekin woh chup rahi, sirf coffee ghumati rahi. Aakhir mein woh uthi, bag uthaya aur dheere se boli:
“Bhaiya… chalen? Ghar jaana hai.”
Main ne sir hila diya, bill pay kiya aur bahar nikal aaye. Bike park thi wahi paas mein. Maryam mere peeche baithi – uska haath meri kamar pe nahi rakha, sirf seat pakdi hui thi. Bike start ki, engine ki awaaz se dil thoda shant hua, lekin raste mein hawa chehre pe lag rahi thi toh sochta raha – yeh sab kaise theek hoga? Usne kuch nahi bola, na gussa kiya. Bas woh ajeeb expression… jaise plan bana rahi ho. Dil mein ek nayi bechaini thi, jaise yeh chuppi aur badi musibat laayegi.
Raste mein traffic tha, horn bajata hua guzar raha tha, lekin dimag kahin aur tha. Maryam ki saans peeche se mehsoos ho rahi thi, halki garam, lekin woh bilkul chup. Ek baar mirror mein dekha – uska chehra serious tha, aankhein sadak pe tikayi hui, lekin expression abhi bhi ajeeb – jaise soch mein doobi ho, muskurahat ki halki si jhalak. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Kyun woh itni shant thi? Kal raat woh shocked thi, bhag rahi thi, aur ab… yeh kya?
Ghar pahunche toh shaam ki roshni halki ho chuki thi. Bike park ki. Maryam utri – bag shoulder pe daala, sir jhuka kar seedha andar chali gayi. Main peeche-peeche gaya, lekin woh tezi se apne room ki taraf badhi. Darwaza khola, andar gayi aur band kar liya. Lock ki awaaz aayi – Main bahar khada reh gaya, darwaze pe haath rakha, soch raha tha ki knock karun ya nahi. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Kitchen se Ammi ki awaaz aayi: “Rehan… Maryam… dinner ready hai.”
Main neeche gaya, lekin dimag mein sirf Maryam ka room aur uska band darwaza ghum raha tha. Yeh sannata… yeh ajeeb expression… lag raha tha jaise yeh sirf shuruaat hai.
