Incest INCEST SHORT STORIES...1. MERI PYARI BHANJI

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INCEST SHORT STORIES

INTRODUCTION ABOUT THE SUBJECT

1.MERI PYARI BHANJI SHEENU
PART1 PART2 PART3 PART4 PART5 PART6 PART7 PART8 PART9 PART10 PART11

2. Didi aur main
PART1 PART2 PART3 PART4 PART5 Part6 Part7 Part8 Part9 Part10

3. OH PYARE CHACHU HAMARE
PART1 PART2 PART3 PART4 PART5 PART6 PART7 PART8 PART9 PART10 PART11
PART12 PART13 PART14 PART15 PART16 PART17 PART18

4. Meri Masi Shivani ki Shaadi

PART1 PART2 PART3 PART4 PART5 PART6 PART7 PART8 PART9
PART 10 PART 11 PART 12 PART 13 PART 14 PART 15 PART 16 PART 17
PART 18 PART 19 PART 20 PART 21 PART 22 PART 23 PART 24 PART 25
PART 26 PART 27(The End)

 

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Bhut shandaar kaam kiya hai... gajab

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Part 3 ​

(Ice-cream, “GF tax” aur secret gift)

Teen baje college khatam hua to maine turant Shivani masi ko phone lagaya.

Main: “Kahaan hai tu abhi?”
Shivani (background mein market ki awaazein): “Abhi bhi market mein hoon yaar, kapde dekh rahi thi. Tu free hua? Aa ja ice-cream parlour mein, wahi milte hain.”
Main: “Ten minutes mein pahunch raha hoon!”

Bike uda kar seedha parlour pahuncha. Door se hi dekha, wo bahar wali table par baithi thi, pink crop-top aur white skirt mein, sunglasses lagaye, ek hand mein cold coffee, dusre mein phone. Poora Instagram influencer wala pose.

Maine bike park ki aur seedha uske saamne chair kheenchi.

Main (saans phoolte hue): “Sun na… tera karnaama ho gaya aaj!”

Shivani ne sunglasses neeche kiya, aankhein badi karke: “Kya hua? Kisi ne tera murder karne ki koshish ki kya?”

Maine pura college ka scene bataya – Amit ki dhaul, Rohan-Vicky ki drama-baazi, “Miss India” wala dialogue, group ka poora hungama.

Shivani pehle serious bani rahi, phir ekdum se pet pakad kar hansne lagi. Table pe sir patak-patak kar has rahi thi.

Shivani (haanste-haanste): “Abe yaar!! To tu mujhe apni girlfriend bana kar poora college ghuma raha hai??
Arre wah Monu babu, bada tez ho gaya hai tu!”

Main sharma gaya: “Arre mazak mein chalne diya na… teri wajah se meri shaan badh gayi yaar!”

Shivani ne tissue se aankhein pochti hui: “Achha? GF banaya hai to tax bhi dena padega, samjha? Gift chahiye mujhe!”

Main (style maarte hue): “Bata kya chahiye? Ice-cream? Kulfi? Ya pura parlour khareed dun?”

Shivani (aankh maarte hue): “Ice-cream se kaam nahi chalega boyfriend ji… chalo mall chalte hain abhi!”

Bas phir kya tha. Bike pe phir se wo peeche baithi aur hum mall pahunch gaye.

Mall mein ghuste hi wo ladies bag section mein ghus gayi. Ek se ek designer bag dekhti rahi. Aakhir mein uski nazar ek off-white leather sling bag pe atak gayi – price tag dekh kar meri aankhein nikal aayi: ₹14,999.

Shivani (masti mein): “Yehi chahiye… GF ka first gift yaadgaar hona chahiye na!”

Main ek minute ko socha – pocket money + kuch saving thi – aur phir counter pe card nikaal diya.

Main: “Pack kar do bhaiya.”

Shivani ki aankhein chamak gayi. Usne mujhe wahi mall ke corridor mein jor se hug kar liya (itna jor se ki paas wale uncle-aunty bhi muskura diye).

Shivani (mere kaan mein): “Thank you so much Monu… tu sach mein best hai yaar!”

Phir hum dusri dukaan mein gaye. Wahan jewellery counter ke paas ek chhota sa section tha – bridal collection. Maine cashier se dheere se ek chhoti si velvet box mangwayi. Andar tha ek delicate rose-gold necklace, jisme ek chhota sa heart-shaped pendant tha. Price ₹22,000. Maine usko alag se gift-wrap karwaya aur bag mein chhupa liya.

Shivani ne poochha: “Ye kya hai?”
Main (mystery smile dete hue): “Ye shaadi ke din kholna… abhi nahi batayenge.”

Wo paagal ho gayi: “Arre abhi dikha na please!!”
Main: “Nahi. Surprise hai. Reception mein pehnana, tab dikhega kitna sundar lag raha hai.”

Shivani ne muh banaya, phir hans di aur boli: “Achha baba, theek hai. Par itna bada gift… ab to mujhe sach mein teri GF banna padega thodi der ke liye!”

Hum mall se nikle tab shaam ke 6:30 baj rahe the. Bike pe baithte waqt usne bag apne kandhe pe latkaya aur peeche se mujhe hug kar liya (is baar thoda zyada tightly).

Shivani (mere kaan mein): “Aaj se tu officially mera favourite boyfriend hai… temporary post hai, par shaadi tak chalega!”

Main hans pada aur bike start ki.

Ghar pahunchte-pahunchte mummy ne phone kiya: “Kahaan ho tum dono?”
Shivani ne phone cheena aur chillayi: “arey didi ham log shopping kar rahe the, fir hanste hue boli pata hai aaj se main monu ki gf ban gayi hun!”

Mummy ki hansne ki awaaz aayi: “Bas bas, jaldi aao, khana thanda ho raha hai!”

Raat ko dinner ke baad Shivani ne apna naya bag sabko dikhaya, mummy ne bhi taareef ki. Phir wo mere room mein aayi, bed pe baithi aur boli,

Shivani (dheemi awaaz mein): “Monu… sach mein thank you yaar. Itna mehnga gift… tu pagal hai.”

Main: “Tu bhi to meri sabse best dost hai na… thodi si shaan banane ke liye itna to banta hai.”

Shivani ne mujhe pillow maara aur hansne lagi: “Achha to sirf shaan ke liye itna kharcha? Kal se college mein bol dena ki breakup ho gaya!”

Main: “Arre nahi nahi… contract extend karte hain shaadi tak!”

Dono zor-zor se hanse.

Phir wo uthi, bag almirah mein rakha aur boli: “Ab so ja… kal phir 10 baje tuition. Aur haan, kal se bike pe helmet pehen kar baithungi, warna log sach mein shaadi ki date poochhne lagenge!”

Light off karte waqt mera dil khush tha.

Ek secret box mere drawer mein chhupa tha…
jo shaadi ke din uske gale mein hoga.
Tab tak…
temporary boyfriend ka permanent mazaa chal raha tha.

(Subah ki tuition aur akela college)

Subah 9:30 baje phir wahi scene.

Main bed pe pada tha, blanket odh kar soya hua. Darwaza khula aur Shivani masi ne zor se awaaz lagayi,

Shivani: “Monu! Uth na yaar, 9:30 baj rahe hain! Aaj integration by parts karna hai!”

Main aankhein malte hue utha. Usne aaj sky-blue top aur denim shorts pehna tha, baal messy bun mein, haath mein coffee aur book. Bilkul college ki strict senior wala vibe.

Main: “Bas 5 minute masi…”
Shivani (bed ke paas aakar blanket kheenchi): “5 minute matlab 10:30 baj jayenge! Chal brush kar, coffee pee aur table pe aa. Aaj 10 sums karwaye bina nahi chhodungi.”

Maine jaldi se fresh hua, coffee piya aur table par baith gaya. Aaj mood thoda serious tha uska.

Shivani: “Kal tune jo galtiyan ki thi na, aaj repeat nahi honi chahiye. Ye le, integration by parts ka formula likh pehle.”

Pura ek ghanta hum dono ne khoob mehnat ki. Wo seriously padha rahi thi, beech mein thodi si nok-jhok bhi hui.

Main galti karta to wo pen se mere haath pe thapki maar deti: “Abe dimaag laga Monu!”
Main: “Tu bhi to integration mein confuse ho jati thi!”
Shivani (hans kar): “Haan, isliye to tujhe confuse nahi hone dungi!”

11:45 baje tuition khatam hui. Usne book band ki aur boli,

Shivani: “Achha, aaj main market nahi ja rahi. Ghar pe hi rahungi, didi ke saath kapde sort karne hain shaadi ke. Tu akela jaa college, theek hai?”

Main: “Koi baat nahi, aaj to waise bhi koi poochhne wala nahi hai ‘GF kahan hai’ wala sawal.”

Shivani ne zubaan nikaali: “Haan, aaj breakup wali khabar faila dena college mein, warna log kal phir gift maangne lagenge mujhse!”

Main hans pada, bag uthaya, bike ki chabi li aur nikal gaya.

Aaj bike pe akela tha.
Hawa tez thi, par peeche wali seat khali thi.
Thodi si ajeeb si khali-khali feeling aa rahi thi.

College pahuncha to parking mein Amit-Vicky sab khade the. Door se hi chillaye,

Amit: “Arre bhai! Aaj akela kyun? GF kahan chhod aaya??”
Rohan: “Breakup ho gaya kya itni jaldi??”

Main style maarte hue utra aur bola,
Main: “Arre chill karo yaar, aaj uska mood nahi tha… ghar pe hai.”

Sab ne ek saath “Ooooo” kiya aur hansne lage.

Vicky: “Bhai, ladkiyan aise hi hoti hain… ek din saath, dusre din mood off!”

Main andar andar hans raha tha.
Dil mein soch raha tha,
kal tak to poora college meri “GF” ke peeche pada tha,
aur aaj bhi wahi mazaa chal raha hai…
sirf isliye ki Shivani masi ne subah bike pe nahi baithi.

Canteen mein baith kar maine usko message kiya:

Main: “Sab poochh rahe hain tujhe… bol raha hoon mood off hai tera ”
Shivani ka reply 2 minute mein aaya:
Shivani: “Hahaha… bol de kal se phir aayegi. Par kal gift mat bhoolna, nahi to sach mein breakup kar dungi ”

Main hans pada aur phone pocket mein daal diya.

Shaam ko ghar pahuncha to dekha mummy aur Shivani dono drawing room mein baithe shaadi ke kapdon ke samples dekh rahe the. Shivani ne mujhe dekha aur aankh maari.

Shivani: “Aa gaya mera temporary boyfriend? College mein mera naam liya ki nahi aaj?”

Main: “Pura din liya yaar… ab to log bol rahe hain kal phir saath mein aana warna breakup confirm samjhenge!”

Mummy hans padi: “Tum dono ko dekh kar lagta hai college ki love story chal rahi hai!”

Shivani aur main ek dusre ko dekhe aur zor se hanse.

Phir wo uthi, mere paas aayi aur dheere se boli,
Shivani: “Kal subah 10 baje sharp tuition… aur shaam ko kulfi + bike ride. Deal pakki?”

Main: “Deal!”

Aaj bike akeli chali thi…
kal phir peeche wali seat bhari hone wali thi.
Aur college ka “GF wala” drama bhi full-on continue.

(To be continued…)

Meri Masi Shivani ki Shaadi

 

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Part 3 ​

(Ice-cream, “GF tax” aur secret gift)

Teen baje college khatam hua to maine turant Shivani masi ko phone lagaya.

Main: “Kahaan hai tu abhi?”
Shivani (background mein market ki awaazein): “Abhi bhi market mein hoon yaar, kapde dekh rahi thi. Tu free hua? Aa ja ice-cream parlour mein, wahi milte hain.”
Main: “Ten minutes mein pahunch raha hoon!”

Bike uda kar seedha parlour pahuncha. Door se hi dekha, wo bahar wali table par baithi thi, pink crop-top aur white skirt mein, sunglasses lagaye, ek hand mein cold coffee, dusre mein phone. Poora Instagram influencer wala pose.

Maine bike park ki aur seedha uske saamne chair kheenchi.

Main (saans phoolte hue): “Sun na… tera karnaama ho gaya aaj!”

Shivani ne sunglasses neeche kiya, aankhein badi karke: “Kya hua? Kisi ne tera murder karne ki koshish ki kya?”

Maine pura college ka scene bataya – Amit ki dhaul, Rohan-Vicky ki drama-baazi, “Miss India” wala dialogue, group ka poora hungama.

Shivani pehle serious bani rahi, phir ekdum se pet pakad kar hansne lagi. Table pe sir patak-patak kar has rahi thi.

Shivani (haanste-haanste): “Abe yaar!! To tu mujhe apni girlfriend bana kar poora college ghuma raha hai??
Arre wah Monu babu, bada tez ho gaya hai tu!”

Main sharma gaya: “Arre mazak mein chalne diya na… teri wajah se meri shaan badh gayi yaar!”

Shivani ne tissue se aankhein pochti hui: “Achha? GF banaya hai to tax bhi dena padega, samjha? Gift chahiye mujhe!”

Main (style maarte hue): “Bata kya chahiye? Ice-cream? Kulfi? Ya pura parlour khareed dun?”

Shivani (aankh maarte hue): “Ice-cream se kaam nahi chalega boyfriend ji… chalo mall chalte hain abhi!”

Bas phir kya tha. Bike pe phir se wo peeche baithi aur hum mall pahunch gaye.

Mall mein ghuste hi wo ladies bag section mein ghus gayi. Ek se ek designer bag dekhti rahi. Aakhir mein uski nazar ek off-white leather sling bag pe atak gayi – price tag dekh kar meri aankhein nikal aayi: ₹14,999.

Shivani (masti mein): “Yehi chahiye… GF ka first gift yaadgaar hona chahiye na!”

Main ek minute ko socha – pocket money + kuch saving thi – aur phir counter pe card nikaal diya.

Main: “Pack kar do bhaiya.”

Shivani ki aankhein chamak gayi. Usne mujhe wahi mall ke corridor mein jor se hug kar liya (itna jor se ki paas wale uncle-aunty bhi muskura diye).

Shivani (mere kaan mein): “Thank you so much Monu… tu sach mein best hai yaar!”

Phir hum dusri dukaan mein gaye. Wahan jewellery counter ke paas ek chhota sa section tha – bridal collection. Maine cashier se dheere se ek chhoti si velvet box mangwayi. Andar tha ek delicate rose-gold necklace, jisme ek chhota sa heart-shaped pendant tha. Price ₹22,000. Maine usko alag se gift-wrap karwaya aur bag mein chhupa liya.

Shivani ne poochha: “Ye kya hai?”
Main (mystery smile dete hue): “Ye shaadi ke din kholna… abhi nahi batayenge.”

Wo paagal ho gayi: “Arre abhi dikha na please!!”
Main: “Nahi. Surprise hai. Reception mein pehnana, tab dikhega kitna sundar lag raha hai.”

Shivani ne muh banaya, phir hans di aur boli: “Achha baba, theek hai. Par itna bada gift… ab to mujhe sach mein teri GF banna padega thodi der ke liye!”

Hum mall se nikle tab shaam ke 6:30 baj rahe the. Bike pe baithte waqt usne bag apne kandhe pe latkaya aur peeche se mujhe hug kar liya (is baar thoda zyada tightly).

Shivani (mere kaan mein): “Aaj se tu officially mera favourite boyfriend hai… temporary post hai, par shaadi tak chalega!”

Main hans pada aur bike start ki.

Ghar pahunchte-pahunchte mummy ne phone kiya: “Kahaan ho tum dono?”
Shivani ne phone cheena aur chillayi: “arey didi ham log shopping kar rahe the, fir hanste hue boli pata hai aaj se main monu ki gf ban gayi hun!”

Mummy ki hansne ki awaaz aayi: “Bas bas, jaldi aao, khana thanda ho raha hai!”

Raat ko dinner ke baad Shivani ne apna naya bag sabko dikhaya, mummy ne bhi taareef ki. Phir wo mere room mein aayi, bed pe baithi aur boli,

Shivani (dheemi awaaz mein): “Monu… sach mein thank you yaar. Itna mehnga gift… tu pagal hai.”

Main: “Tu bhi to meri sabse best dost hai na… thodi si shaan banane ke liye itna to banta hai.”

Shivani ne mujhe pillow maara aur hansne lagi: “Achha to sirf shaan ke liye itna kharcha? Kal se college mein bol dena ki breakup ho gaya!”

Main: “Arre nahi nahi… contract extend karte hain shaadi tak!”

Dono zor-zor se hanse.

Phir wo uthi, bag almirah mein rakha aur boli: “Ab so ja… kal phir 10 baje tuition. Aur haan, kal se bike pe helmet pehen kar baithungi, warna log sach mein shaadi ki date poochhne lagenge!”

Light off karte waqt mera dil khush tha.

Ek secret box mere drawer mein chhupa tha…
jo shaadi ke din uske gale mein hoga.
Tab tak…
temporary boyfriend ka permanent mazaa chal raha tha.

(Subah ki tuition aur akela college)

Subah 9:30 baje phir wahi scene.

Main bed pe pada tha, blanket odh kar soya hua. Darwaza khula aur Shivani masi ne zor se awaaz lagayi,

Shivani: “Monu! Uth na yaar, 9:30 baj rahe hain! Aaj integration by parts karna hai!”

Main aankhein malte hue utha. Usne aaj sky-blue top aur denim shorts pehna tha, baal messy bun mein, haath mein coffee aur book. Bilkul college ki strict senior wala vibe.

Main: “Bas 5 minute masi…”
Shivani (bed ke paas aakar blanket kheenchi): “5 minute matlab 10:30 baj jayenge! Chal brush kar, coffee pee aur table pe aa. Aaj 10 sums karwaye bina nahi chhodungi.”

Maine jaldi se fresh hua, coffee piya aur table par baith gaya. Aaj mood thoda serious tha uska.

Shivani: “Kal tune jo galtiyan ki thi na, aaj repeat nahi honi chahiye. Ye le, integration by parts ka formula likh pehle.”

Pura ek ghanta hum dono ne khoob mehnat ki. Wo seriously padha rahi thi, beech mein thodi si nok-jhok bhi hui.

Main galti karta to wo pen se mere haath pe thapki maar deti: “Abe dimaag laga Monu!”
Main: “Tu bhi to integration mein confuse ho jati thi!”
Shivani (hans kar): “Haan, isliye to tujhe confuse nahi hone dungi!”

11:45 baje tuition khatam hui. Usne book band ki aur boli,

Shivani: “Achha, aaj main market nahi ja rahi. Ghar pe hi rahungi, didi ke saath kapde sort karne hain shaadi ke. Tu akela jaa college, theek hai?”

Main: “Koi baat nahi, aaj to waise bhi koi poochhne wala nahi hai ‘GF kahan hai’ wala sawal.”

Shivani ne zubaan nikaali: “Haan, aaj breakup wali khabar faila dena college mein, warna log kal phir gift maangne lagenge mujhse!”

Main hans pada, bag uthaya, bike ki chabi li aur nikal gaya.

Aaj bike pe akela tha.
Hawa tez thi, par peeche wali seat khali thi.
Thodi si ajeeb si khali-khali feeling aa rahi thi.

College pahuncha to parking mein Amit-Vicky sab khade the. Door se hi chillaye,

Amit: “Arre bhai! Aaj akela kyun? GF kahan chhod aaya??”
Rohan: “Breakup ho gaya kya itni jaldi??”

Main style maarte hue utra aur bola,
Main: “Arre chill karo yaar, aaj uska mood nahi tha… ghar pe hai.”

Sab ne ek saath “Ooooo” kiya aur hansne lage.

Vicky: “Bhai, ladkiyan aise hi hoti hain… ek din saath, dusre din mood off!”

Main andar andar hans raha tha.
Dil mein soch raha tha,
kal tak to poora college meri “GF” ke peeche pada tha,
aur aaj bhi wahi mazaa chal raha hai…
sirf isliye ki Shivani masi ne subah bike pe nahi baithi.

Canteen mein baith kar maine usko message kiya:

Main: “Sab poochh rahe hain tujhe… bol raha hoon mood off hai tera ”
Shivani ka reply 2 minute mein aaya:
Shivani: “Hahaha… bol de kal se phir aayegi. Par kal gift mat bhoolna, nahi to sach mein breakup kar dungi ”

Main hans pada aur phone pocket mein daal diya.

Shaam ko ghar pahuncha to dekha mummy aur Shivani dono drawing room mein baithe shaadi ke kapdon ke samples dekh rahe the. Shivani ne mujhe dekha aur aankh maari.

Shivani: “Aa gaya mera temporary boyfriend? College mein mera naam liya ki nahi aaj?”

Main: “Pura din liya yaar… ab to log bol rahe hain kal phir saath mein aana warna breakup confirm samjhenge!”

Mummy hans padi: “Tum dono ko dekh kar lagta hai college ki love story chal rahi hai!”

Shivani aur main ek dusre ko dekhe aur zor se hanse.

Phir wo uthi, mere paas aayi aur dheere se boli,
Shivani: “Kal subah 10 baje sharp tuition… aur shaam ko kulfi + bike ride. Deal pakki?”

Main: “Deal!”

Aaj bike akeli chali thi…
kal phir peeche wali seat bhari hone wali thi.
Aur college ka “GF wala” drama bhi full-on continue.

(To be continued…)

Meri Masi Shivani ki Shaadi

Nice and superb update....

 

[manikmittalme07]

Nice and superb update....

thanks bro

 

[kas1709]

Part 3 ​

(Ice-cream, “GF tax” aur secret gift)

Teen baje college khatam hua to maine turant Shivani masi ko phone lagaya.

Main: “Kahaan hai tu abhi?”
Shivani (background mein market ki awaazein): “Abhi bhi market mein hoon yaar, kapde dekh rahi thi. Tu free hua? Aa ja ice-cream parlour mein, wahi milte hain.”
Main: “Ten minutes mein pahunch raha hoon!”

Bike uda kar seedha parlour pahuncha. Door se hi dekha, wo bahar wali table par baithi thi, pink crop-top aur white skirt mein, sunglasses lagaye, ek hand mein cold coffee, dusre mein phone. Poora Instagram influencer wala pose.

Maine bike park ki aur seedha uske saamne chair kheenchi.

Main (saans phoolte hue): “Sun na… tera karnaama ho gaya aaj!”

Shivani ne sunglasses neeche kiya, aankhein badi karke: “Kya hua? Kisi ne tera murder karne ki koshish ki kya?”

Maine pura college ka scene bataya – Amit ki dhaul, Rohan-Vicky ki drama-baazi, “Miss India” wala dialogue, group ka poora hungama.

Shivani pehle serious bani rahi, phir ekdum se pet pakad kar hansne lagi. Table pe sir patak-patak kar has rahi thi.

Shivani (haanste-haanste): “Abe yaar!! To tu mujhe apni girlfriend bana kar poora college ghuma raha hai??
Arre wah Monu babu, bada tez ho gaya hai tu!”

Main sharma gaya: “Arre mazak mein chalne diya na… teri wajah se meri shaan badh gayi yaar!”

Shivani ne tissue se aankhein pochti hui: “Achha? GF banaya hai to tax bhi dena padega, samjha? Gift chahiye mujhe!”

Main (style maarte hue): “Bata kya chahiye? Ice-cream? Kulfi? Ya pura parlour khareed dun?”

Shivani (aankh maarte hue): “Ice-cream se kaam nahi chalega boyfriend ji… chalo mall chalte hain abhi!”

Bas phir kya tha. Bike pe phir se wo peeche baithi aur hum mall pahunch gaye.

Mall mein ghuste hi wo ladies bag section mein ghus gayi. Ek se ek designer bag dekhti rahi. Aakhir mein uski nazar ek off-white leather sling bag pe atak gayi – price tag dekh kar meri aankhein nikal aayi: ₹14,999.

Shivani (masti mein): “Yehi chahiye… GF ka first gift yaadgaar hona chahiye na!”

Main ek minute ko socha – pocket money + kuch saving thi – aur phir counter pe card nikaal diya.

Main: “Pack kar do bhaiya.”

Shivani ki aankhein chamak gayi. Usne mujhe wahi mall ke corridor mein jor se hug kar liya (itna jor se ki paas wale uncle-aunty bhi muskura diye).

Shivani (mere kaan mein): “Thank you so much Monu… tu sach mein best hai yaar!”

Phir hum dusri dukaan mein gaye. Wahan jewellery counter ke paas ek chhota sa section tha – bridal collection. Maine cashier se dheere se ek chhoti si velvet box mangwayi. Andar tha ek delicate rose-gold necklace, jisme ek chhota sa heart-shaped pendant tha. Price ₹22,000. Maine usko alag se gift-wrap karwaya aur bag mein chhupa liya.

Shivani ne poochha: “Ye kya hai?”
Main (mystery smile dete hue): “Ye shaadi ke din kholna… abhi nahi batayenge.”

Wo paagal ho gayi: “Arre abhi dikha na please!!”
Main: “Nahi. Surprise hai. Reception mein pehnana, tab dikhega kitna sundar lag raha hai.”

Shivani ne muh banaya, phir hans di aur boli: “Achha baba, theek hai. Par itna bada gift… ab to mujhe sach mein teri GF banna padega thodi der ke liye!”

Hum mall se nikle tab shaam ke 6:30 baj rahe the. Bike pe baithte waqt usne bag apne kandhe pe latkaya aur peeche se mujhe hug kar liya (is baar thoda zyada tightly).

Shivani (mere kaan mein): “Aaj se tu officially mera favourite boyfriend hai… temporary post hai, par shaadi tak chalega!”

Main hans pada aur bike start ki.

Ghar pahunchte-pahunchte mummy ne phone kiya: “Kahaan ho tum dono?”
Shivani ne phone cheena aur chillayi: “arey didi ham log shopping kar rahe the, fir hanste hue boli pata hai aaj se main monu ki gf ban gayi hun!”

Mummy ki hansne ki awaaz aayi: “Bas bas, jaldi aao, khana thanda ho raha hai!”

Raat ko dinner ke baad Shivani ne apna naya bag sabko dikhaya, mummy ne bhi taareef ki. Phir wo mere room mein aayi, bed pe baithi aur boli,

Shivani (dheemi awaaz mein): “Monu… sach mein thank you yaar. Itna mehnga gift… tu pagal hai.”

Main: “Tu bhi to meri sabse best dost hai na… thodi si shaan banane ke liye itna to banta hai.”

Shivani ne mujhe pillow maara aur hansne lagi: “Achha to sirf shaan ke liye itna kharcha? Kal se college mein bol dena ki breakup ho gaya!”

Main: “Arre nahi nahi… contract extend karte hain shaadi tak!”

Dono zor-zor se hanse.

Phir wo uthi, bag almirah mein rakha aur boli: “Ab so ja… kal phir 10 baje tuition. Aur haan, kal se bike pe helmet pehen kar baithungi, warna log sach mein shaadi ki date poochhne lagenge!”

Light off karte waqt mera dil khush tha.

Ek secret box mere drawer mein chhupa tha…
jo shaadi ke din uske gale mein hoga.
Tab tak…
temporary boyfriend ka permanent mazaa chal raha tha.

(Subah ki tuition aur akela college)

Subah 9:30 baje phir wahi scene.

Main bed pe pada tha, blanket odh kar soya hua. Darwaza khula aur Shivani masi ne zor se awaaz lagayi,

Shivani: “Monu! Uth na yaar, 9:30 baj rahe hain! Aaj integration by parts karna hai!”

Main aankhein malte hue utha. Usne aaj sky-blue top aur denim shorts pehna tha, baal messy bun mein, haath mein coffee aur book. Bilkul college ki strict senior wala vibe.

Main: “Bas 5 minute masi…”
Shivani (bed ke paas aakar blanket kheenchi): “5 minute matlab 10:30 baj jayenge! Chal brush kar, coffee pee aur table pe aa. Aaj 10 sums karwaye bina nahi chhodungi.”

Maine jaldi se fresh hua, coffee piya aur table par baith gaya. Aaj mood thoda serious tha uska.

Shivani: “Kal tune jo galtiyan ki thi na, aaj repeat nahi honi chahiye. Ye le, integration by parts ka formula likh pehle.”

Pura ek ghanta hum dono ne khoob mehnat ki. Wo seriously padha rahi thi, beech mein thodi si nok-jhok bhi hui.

Main galti karta to wo pen se mere haath pe thapki maar deti: “Abe dimaag laga Monu!”
Main: “Tu bhi to integration mein confuse ho jati thi!”
Shivani (hans kar): “Haan, isliye to tujhe confuse nahi hone dungi!”

11:45 baje tuition khatam hui. Usne book band ki aur boli,

Shivani: “Achha, aaj main market nahi ja rahi. Ghar pe hi rahungi, didi ke saath kapde sort karne hain shaadi ke. Tu akela jaa college, theek hai?”

Main: “Koi baat nahi, aaj to waise bhi koi poochhne wala nahi hai ‘GF kahan hai’ wala sawal.”

Shivani ne zubaan nikaali: “Haan, aaj breakup wali khabar faila dena college mein, warna log kal phir gift maangne lagenge mujhse!”

Main hans pada, bag uthaya, bike ki chabi li aur nikal gaya.

Aaj bike pe akela tha.
Hawa tez thi, par peeche wali seat khali thi.
Thodi si ajeeb si khali-khali feeling aa rahi thi.

College pahuncha to parking mein Amit-Vicky sab khade the. Door se hi chillaye,

Amit: “Arre bhai! Aaj akela kyun? GF kahan chhod aaya??”
Rohan: “Breakup ho gaya kya itni jaldi??”

Main style maarte hue utra aur bola,
Main: “Arre chill karo yaar, aaj uska mood nahi tha… ghar pe hai.”

Sab ne ek saath “Ooooo” kiya aur hansne lage.

Vicky: “Bhai, ladkiyan aise hi hoti hain… ek din saath, dusre din mood off!”

Main andar andar hans raha tha.
Dil mein soch raha tha,
kal tak to poora college meri “GF” ke peeche pada tha,
aur aaj bhi wahi mazaa chal raha hai…
sirf isliye ki Shivani masi ne subah bike pe nahi baithi.

Canteen mein baith kar maine usko message kiya:

Main: “Sab poochh rahe hain tujhe… bol raha hoon mood off hai tera ”
Shivani ka reply 2 minute mein aaya:
Shivani: “Hahaha… bol de kal se phir aayegi. Par kal gift mat bhoolna, nahi to sach mein breakup kar dungi ”

Main hans pada aur phone pocket mein daal diya.

Shaam ko ghar pahuncha to dekha mummy aur Shivani dono drawing room mein baithe shaadi ke kapdon ke samples dekh rahe the. Shivani ne mujhe dekha aur aankh maari.

Shivani: “Aa gaya mera temporary boyfriend? College mein mera naam liya ki nahi aaj?”

Main: “Pura din liya yaar… ab to log bol rahe hain kal phir saath mein aana warna breakup confirm samjhenge!”

Mummy hans padi: “Tum dono ko dekh kar lagta hai college ki love story chal rahi hai!”

Shivani aur main ek dusre ko dekhe aur zor se hanse.

Phir wo uthi, mere paas aayi aur dheere se boli,
Shivani: “Kal subah 10 baje sharp tuition… aur shaam ko kulfi + bike ride. Deal pakki?”

Main: “Deal!”

Aaj bike akeli chali thi…
kal phir peeche wali seat bhari hone wali thi.
Aur college ka “GF wala” drama bhi full-on continue.

(To be continued…)

Meri Masi Shivani ki Shaadi

Nice update....