Shaam ho chuki thi. Drawing room mein balloons chipke hue the, lights thodi zyada hi chamak rahi thi, aur pados ke log already aana shuru ho gaye the. Main sofe par baitha phone scroll kar raha tha—sach bolun toh main zyada excited apne do close doston ke liye tha, jo abhi tak aaye nahi the.
Main: Maa, Rohit aur Aman aane wale hain na?
Maa: Haaan… bola tha.
maa ne rasoi se jawab diya, bina bahar dekhe.
Ghar ka poora arrangement maa ne kiya tha—yeh kehna bhi zaroori nahi tha. Balloons thode tedhe lage hue the, table par snacks zyada the, aur space kam. Typical maa-style preparation.
Tab achanak thodi hansi-mazaak ki awaaz ne mera dhyaan rasoi ki taraf kheench liya.
Wahan kuch uncle-aunty khade the.
Maa bhi wahin thi, par jaise chup rahi ho kitchen mein.
Aunty: “Anju, bahar aa jao na. Sab baith ke baat kar rahe hain.”
Maa: “Haan… aati hoon… bas yeh kam kar lu.”
Uncle: “Arre rehne do kaam, thoda party enjoy kar lo.”
Maa: “… woh… plate reh gayi hai,”
kehkar woh phir se under jaane lagti hai.
Aunty (hans ke): “Tu hamesha kitchen mein hi rehti hai.”
Maa bas halki si muskurati hai.
Kuch bolti nahi.
Phir plate utha kar dheere se kitchen ke andar chali jaati hai.
Party bahar chal rahi thi,
aur maa hamesha ki tarah chupi hui sabse.
Kuch der baad mere dost Aman aur Rohit bhi aa gaye.
Cake cutting hui, do–chaar mehmano se baat hui, aur phir dosto ko leke main seedha first floor chala gaya—
jahan sirf main rehta tha. Upar mera room aur ek guest room tha,
maa aur daadi ka kamra niche hi tha.
Rohit: Bhai, tera birthday hai… ek surprise toh banta hai.
Itna kehkar Rohit ne bag se ek wine ki bottle nikaal li.
Main: Abe saale, sahi dost hai tu.
Aman: Aaj raat full party hogi bhai.
Main: Haan, bas pehle sab log nikal jaane de.
Aur Rohit, isse juice ki bottle mein mix kar dena… maa ne dekh liya na toh dikkat ho jayegi.
Rohit: Arre chill kar. Aunty itni bholi hain, unko bol doon ki juice hai, toh maan bhi lengi.
Main: Haha… sahi bola tu.
Dinner ke baad dheere-dheere sab mehmaan nikal gaye.
Ghar phir se shaant ho gaya. Lights kam ho gayi, aur neeche sirf rasoi ki halki-phulki awaazein reh gayi.
Maa abhi bhi niche hi thi.
Party khatam ho chuki thi, par unka kaam nahi.
Bartans dhona, slab saaf karna, kitchen set karna—jab tak sab perfect na ho jaaye, woh upar aati hi nahi thi.
Hum teeno bhi thodi der baad niche gaye, chupchaap khaana khaya,
aur phir wapas upar first floor aa gaye.
Upar sirf mera area tha—mera room aur ek guest room.
Neeche ki duniya se thoda alag.
Rohit ne juice ki bottle nikali aur bina koi drama kiye usme wine mix kar di.
Colour bilkul normal juice jaisa hi lag raha tha.
Wine wali bottle usne bag ke andar wapas rakh di.
Aman: Ab perfect hai… koi farq hi nahi pata chalega.
Main bed ke paas baith kar cards nikaalne laga.
Aman: Cards nikaal bhai, aaj toh lambi baithak hai.
Game shuru ho gayi.
Cards, halki hasi, dheemi baatein.
Glass pass hote rahe, par sab kuch normal sa lag raha tha.
Time ka pata hi nahi chala.
Kaafi der baad darwaaze pe halki si knock hui.
Main: Haan?
Darwaaza khula aur maa andar aayi.
Is baar sari nahi thi—
ghar ki simple si maxi pehni hui, baal thode bikhre se bandhe hue.
Chehre pe thakaan saaf dikh rahi thi, par aankhon mein wahi familiar concern.
Lag raha tha saara kaam khatam karke seedha upar aayi hain.
Maa: Tum log jaag rahe ho abhi bhi?
Khaana toh theek se kha liya na?
Aur kuch chahiye ho toh bata dena.
Main: Haan maa, sab ho gaya hai. Aap so jao, kaafi raat ho gayi hai.
Maa: Haan… bas tum log bhi zyada der mat jaagna.
Woh mudne hi wali thi ki Rohit bol pada.
Rohit: Aunty, aap bhi baith jao na thodi der.
Itni der kaam kiya hai, rest bhi toh banta hai.
Maa thodi si ruki.
Aman aur Rohit unke liye naye nahi the—aate-jaate rehte the—
isliye unke saamne woh zyada awkward nahi hoti thi,
par phir bhi wohi natural shyness, wohi hesitation.
Maa: Nahi beta… mujhe cards bilkul nahi aate.
Aman: Aata-jaata kuch nahi hota aunty, bas baithna hota hai.
Main beech mein bolna chahta tha, par bol nahi paaya.
Mujhe pata tha—
thoda sa bhi insist ho jaaye, maa zyada der mana nahi karti.
Woh pal bhar chup rahi, phir dheere se boli—
Maa: Achha… thodi der.
Woh bed ke kinaare baith gayi.
Seedhi, haath god mein rakhe hue, jaise galti se aa baithi ho.
Game phir se chal padi.
Maa kabhi galat card daal deti, phir sharma ke halki si muskurahat de deti.
Maa: Arey… phir se galat ho gaya kya?
Rohit: Koi baat nahi aunty, dheere-dheere aa jayega.
Tab maa ki nazar table pe rakhe juice ke glasses par padi.
Maa: Yeh kaunsa juice hai?
Colour thoda alag lag raha hai.
Rohit: Mixed juice hai aunty.
Maa ne glass uthaya, thoda sa smell kiya.
Maa: Ajeeb sa hai…
Phir ek chhota sa sip le liya.
Chehra halka sa sikud gaya.
Maa: Taste thoda… alag hai.
Aman: Yeh alag brand ka hain na aunty.
Maa ne bas “hmm” kaha aur glass side mein rakh diya.
Phir dobara cards pe dhyaan dene lagi.
Par thodi der baad,
game ke beech-beech,
bina kuch kahe woh phir se wahi glass uthakar
ek-do sip lene lagi—
jaise bas juice hi ho. Game chalta raha, aur wine ka asar dheere-dheere sab pe chadhne laga.
Rohit: Bhai, aise bina kisi bet ke game mein zyada maza nahi aata.
Aman: Haan yaar… par mere paas paise nahi hain.
Main: Toh paise nahi, kuch aur rakh lete hain.
Rohit (sochte hue): Haan… jo harega, usse dare karna hoga.
Itna sunte hi maa thoda hichkichayi.
Maa: Bahut late ho raha hai… main jaati hoon. Tum log khelo.
Woh uthne lagi hi thi ki Rohit turant bola—
Rohit: Arre aunty, abhi toh asli game shuru hui hai.
Aap jaaogi toh maza hi kharab ho jayega.
Aman: Haan aunty, thodi der aur baith jao na.
Bas ek-do round.
Maa ne pehle kuch kehna chaha, phir chup ho gayi.
Chehre pe wahi familiar hesitation—
jaise mana karna chah rahi ho, par kar nahi paa rahi.
Maa: Achha… bas thodi der.
Aur woh phir se baith gayi.
Game chalta gaya, aur pehle kuch rounds hum sab hi haarte rahe.
Dare bhi bilkul normal chal rahe the—
kabhi dance karo, kabhi kutte ki awaaz nikalo, kabhi ajeeb sa face banao.
Phir ek round aisa aaya jisme maa haar gayi.
Rohit ne bina zyada soche bol diya—
Rohit: Aunty, aapko dance karna hoga.
Maa pehle toh thoda sa hansi.
Maa: Arey mujhe dance kahan aata hai…
Par wine ka asar dheere-dheere dikhne laga tha.
Maa ki shyness us waqt utni nazar nahi aa rahi thi.
Aur saath hi, apne upar ka control bhi thoda kam sa lag raha tha.
Woh khadi hui…
aur bas jaise-taise hilne lagi.
Dance toh unhe bilkul nahi aata tha—
na steps, na rhythm—
bas uchal-kood rahi thi.
Jish se ushke badi badi boobs kafi uchal rahe the. Aur pehli bar sayed ush raat meri nazar maa ke kamuk jishm pe gira. Sach mein Maa ka jishm kafi mast tha.
Maa ek 35 ke umar ki aurat, height zyada nahi bas 5’1’’, gori rang, uska figure ka proportion ekdum hawas jaga dene wali. Boobs aur gand bhi ushki size ke hisab se bade lekin mast shape tha.
Maa dance karti hui uchal rahi thi aur maxi thodi deep cut neck wali thi. Isliye halki halki cleavge nikal jati. Mera to jishm garam hone laga tha aur sath wine ka nacha.
Dance ke baad game phir shuru hua aur ish bar dekha ki mera dono dost maa ko zyada target kar raha tha. Sayed dono bhi mere trah maa ki dance dekh ke garam ho gaya tha. Sab waise bhi wine ke nache mein the. Maa bhi nache mein achani se sab baat maan rahi thi.
Kabhi Rohit maa ko ghodi banne ko deta to kabhi Amman maa ko dance karne deta aur sath mein dance karta. Dono hath bhi dal raha tha aur maa bhi poori tarah game mein thi — uski sharm jaise gayab ho chuki thi. Mujhe bhi maza aa raha tha. Dheere dheere kab boundary cross ho gaya malum hi nahi chala.
Phir jab maa aur ekbar har gayi..
Rohit: Aunty ishbar to apko acchi dare aur punishment milegi.
Aman: Haan, jo lagataar 5 baar haarta hai, uske liye dare aur punishment ka level badh jaata hai.
Maa: Nahi, mujhe yeh game nahi aata. Tum log iska faida utha rahe ho.
Main: Maa, ab aap excuse mat do.
Achanak Rohit kahi se mera ek belt uthaya aur maa ke haath peechhe baandh diye.
Maa: Kiya kar rahe ho tum log?
Aman: Aunty, haar gaye na… isliye punishment de raha hoon.
Maa kuch bolti, usse pehle Rohit ne Maa ko pakad ke, uska sar bed par jhuka diya aur use apni god mein lekar gand upar kar diya.
Aman: Aunty, haarne ki punishment yeh hai ki aapko har ek se chaar-chaar baar maar khani hogi.
Itna kehte hi Rohit ne Maa ke gand par ek halki si spank maar di.
Maa: Ui maa…
Hum sab hans pade, wine ke nashe ne hum sab ka control le liya tha — aur Maa ka bhi.
Rohit maa ka gand sehlaya aur phir mara aur maa waise hi chilayi. Rohit ke baad Aman ne same tarike se maa ko godi pe liya aur marne laga aur sath maa ke gand ko maze se mehsus kar raha tha. Aur phir ek zor se mara.
Maa: Ui maa… itni zor se mat maaro.
Lekin Maa koi oppose nahi kar rahi thi. Aman ke baad main bhi Maa ko usi tarah god mein le liya. Main dekha maa resist nahi kar rahi thi. Akh band thi, gand apne aap upar kar liya tha, aur jishm pe halki paseena ki layer dikh rahi thi. Main ek spank laga diya.
Maa: Ui..Maaa.
Maa ki gand ekdum soft aur bade bade, hath se jab mehsus kiya to mera jishm mein ek alag hi current daurne laga. Mera hath khud ba khud maa ki gand ko achi trah se mehsus karne lag gaya tha aur maa bilkul chup chap. Rohit aur Aman bhi bas dekh rahe the. Nashe aur na jaane kya hum sab ko ek alag hi duniya mein le gaye the. Hum sab bhool chuke the.
Lekin tabhi neeche se zor se Dadi ki awaaz aayi…
Dadi: Arre Anju, kahaan mar gayi tu?
Tab sab ekdum se hosh me aya. Maa ke hath khol diya..
Maa: Upar hu maaji. Aa rahi hu.
Maa turant kapde adjust karti hui, bina kuch bole room se chali gayi.
Hum teeno ne bhi is baare mein kuch baat nahi ki. Nashe ke kaaran kab neend aa gayi, pata hi nahi chala.
Agle din subah, lekin mujhe yeh sab yaad aane laga aur main darne laga—yeh kya kar diya. Maa gussa toh nahi hongi?
Main Maa se nazrein chhupaye hue, bina saamne aaye college chala gaya. Kuch din tak main maa ko avoid kiya aur mujhe lag raha tha woh bhi mujhe avoid kar rahi thi. Lekin Maa ne us raat ka ek baar bhi zikr nahi kiya.
