Part -10
Raat ke baarah baj rahe the. Ghar mein sab so chuke the, par Monu ke kamre mein abhi bhi halki roshni jal rahi thi. Shivani masi aaj Monu ke bed par usse bilkul judkar baithi thi. Aaj usne wahi kapde pehne the jo Sameer (Mausa ji) uske liye Canada se laya tha—ek bahut hi patla, silk ka peach-coloured payjama aur matching kurti.
Wo kapde Canada ke mausam ke hisaab se the, par yahan ki lights mein wo bilkul transparent lag rahe dthe. Patli kurti ke andar se Shivani ke sharir ki har lakeer saaf jhalak rahi thi. Uska gora badan aur kurti ke beech ka faasla jaise khatam ho gaya tha. Shivani ne shayad dhyan nahi diya tha, ya shayad wo Monu ke saamne itni comfortable ho chuki thi ki use fark nahi pad raha tha.
Dono mobile mein college ki photos dekh rahe the aur pizza party ki baatein kar rahe tthe.
Shivani: "Monu, tune dekha tha Rohan ka muh? Jab maine uska haath jhatka to bechara kaise kaamp raha tha. Aur wo Gudiya... kitni cute hai na, bol rahi thi hamari chemistry best hai!"
Monu hans raha tha, par uski saansein thodi bhari ho rahi thi. Shivani ka sharir itna naram aur uske itne kareeb tha ki uski garmahat Monu ko mehsoos ho rahi thi. Baaton-baaton mein, jab dono ek photo dekh kar zor se hanse, to Monu ne anjaane mein apna haath Shivani ki nangi jangh (thigh) par rakh diya.
Payjama itna patla tha ki Monu ki hatheli seedha Shivani ki chamdi ki garmahat mehsoos kar rahi thi. Monu ka haath wahan ekdum jam gaya. Usne dimaag mein socha ki wo haath hata le, par uska dil nahi mana.
Ajeeb baat ye thi ki Shivani ne bhi kuch nahi bola. Wo lagatar shopping aur shaadi ke jodon ki baatein karti rahi.
Shivani: "Didi bol rahi thi ki sangeet mein mujhe designer lehenga pehenna chahiye, par Sameer chahta hai ki main wahan ka koi gown pehnu. Tu bata, mujh par kya achha lagega?"
Monu ka dhyan unki baaton se zyada apni hatheli par tha, jo dhire-dhire Shivani ki jangh par apni pakad mazboot kar rahi thi. Shivani ne apna ek pair mod kar Monu ke upar rakh diya, jisse Monu ka haath unke sharir ke aur sensitive hisse ke kareeb pahunch gaya.
Kamre mein AC chal raha tha, par Monu ko paseena aa raha tha. Usne dekha ki Shivani ki kurti thodi upar chadh gayi thi aur uske badan ki khushbu pure kamre mein phel rahi thi.
“Kya masi ko pata hai mera haath kahan hai?” Monu ne socha.
Par Shivani ki awaaz ekdum normal thi, wo bas photo swipe kar rahi thi. Jab kisi ne notice nahi kiya, to wo sparsh dhire-dhire ek ajeeb si "comfort zone" mein badal gaya. Monu ki ungliyan dhire se us patle kapde ke upar rengne lagi. Shivani ne halki si siski li, par wo turant hans padi aur boli, "Ye dekh Amit ki shakal iss photo mein!"
Wo dono college ki masti mein itne khoye tthe ki unhone us badhte hue 'physical tension' ko ek purani dosti ka naam de diya tha. Par dono ke jism jaante tthe ki ye dosti ki lakeer kab ki dhundhli ho chuki hai.
Shivani ne dhire se apna sar Monu ke kandhe pe tika diya, jisse uska seena Monu ki bazu se aur zor se dabne laga. Monu ne ab apna dusra hath Shivani ki kamar ke ghere mein daal diya. Wo patla kapda un dono ke beech ek parde jaisa tha, jo har pal hatne ko betaab tha.
Shivani (Dheere se): "Monu... agar main chali gayi, to tu mere kapde dekh kar mujhe yaad karega na? Ya phir bhul jayega?"
Monu ne uske chehre ki taraf dekha. Shivani ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha. Usne apni jangh par rakhe Monu ke haath ko hatane ke bajaye, us par apna haath rakh kar use aur dabaya.
Monu: "Main kabhi nahi bhulunga... ye waqt, ye ehsaas... kuch bhi nahi."
Raat gehri hoti ja rahi thi, aur us patle payjame ke andar dabi garmahat ab dheere-dheere ek naye toofan ki shuruat kar rahi thi.
Raat ka sannata gehra hota ja raha tha aur kamre ki hawa mein ek ajeeb si tharahat ghul gayi thi. Monu ka haath abhi bhi Shivani ki jangh par tha aur us patle silk ke payjame ke neeche se use Shivani ke sharir ki har hararat mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Shivani ne ek gehri saans li, uska dimaag shayad Sameer aur Canada ki baaton se thak chuka tha, ya shayad wo is waqt ki garmahat se bahar nahi nikalna chahti thi. Usne apna phone side mein rakha aur Monu ki taraf dekh kar bahut hi naram awaaz mein boli.
Shivani: “Monu... aaj bahut thak gayi hoon. Mera apne kamre mein jaane ka mann nahi kar raha. Yahi so jati hoon tere paas...”
Monu ka dil zor se dhadka. Usne sirf sar hila diya. Shivani ne lights off kar di aur bed par let gayi. Usne thand ka bahana banakar Monu ko ishara kiya aur use piche se zor se hug karke let gayi. ---
Jaise hi Shivani ne Monu ko kas kar pakda, unke jism ek dusre mein sama gaye. Canada wala wo patla kapda ab unke beech naam-matra ka tha. Letne ki wajah se Monu ki body mein ek natural reaction hua aur uska lund puri tarah tight ho gaya.
Chonki wo dono ekdum sat kar lete the, Monu ka wo sakht hissa seedha Shivani ki chut (vagina) wale hisse par chubhne laga. Patle payjame ki wajah se wo ubhaar ekdum saaf mehsoos ho raha tha.
Monu ekdum sunn ho gaya. Use dar tha ki masi abhi gussa karengi ya door hat jayengi. Wo apne badan ko sikodne ki koshish karne laga taaki unhe uncomfortable na lage. Par Shivani ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne na to apna pair hataya, na hi piche mudi.
Shivani ne us chubhan ko puri tarah ignore kar diya. Wo wahi leti rahi, usne apna chehra Monu ke kandhe aur gardan ke beech chhupa liya.
Pata nahi uske dimaag mein kya chal raha tha. Kya wo ye sab jaan-boojhkar kar rahi thi? Ya phir wo us guilt se bahar nikal chuki thi aur ab is pal ko mehsoos karna chahti thi? Usne mehsoos kiya ki Monu ka sharir pathar ki tarah sakht ho gaya hai, par usne apni pakad aur dhili karne ke bajaye Monu ko aur thoda apne kareeb kheench liya.
Monu ki saansein tez chal rahi thi. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki masi itni 'cool' kaise hain. Wo har pal darr raha tha ki kahin ye koi test to nahi? Par Shivani ki naram saansein uski gardan pe lag rahi thi aur wo dhire-dhire neend ki aagosh mein ja rahi thi, jaise use us 'chubhan' se koi shikayat nahi, balki ek ajeeb sa sukoon mil raha ho.
Raat bhar Monu neend aur jagrate ke beech jhoolta raha, jabki uski 'masi' uske itne kareeb thi ki dosti aur vasna (lust) ke beech ka fark puri tarah mit chuka tha.
