Update 2
Thodi der me main aur Priya ghar pahuch gaye. Doorbell bajane par maa ne darwaza khola.
Maa: Aa gaye tum log? Aa jao.
Hum andar aaye to sofa set par pura pariwar maujud tha.
Me: Ye kya hai? Papa, bade papa, chacha, dadaji, bhaiya, aap log office nahi gaye?
Papa: Tum dono ka result tha aaj, aise kaise bina celebrate kiye chale jaate?
Bade papa: Sahi kaha, Rajesh. Waise jo maine suna hai tum dono ke result ka, wo sach hai kya?
Priya: Bilkul sach hai. Inse miliye, pure Bharat me top karne wale Prakash Sharma.
Me: Oh maharani sahiba, aap bhi 3rd aayi hain. Apne aap ko kam mat ginaiye.
Sab log uth khade hue aur hum dono ko gale milke badhaiyaan dene lage.
Dadaji: Mere pote aur meri poti ne aaj mera sar garv se uncha kar diya.
Dadi: Sach kaha aapne. Aaj main bhi bahut khush hoon.
Maa: Main aaj bahut garv mehsoos kar rahi hoon ki main tum dono ki maa hoon.
Me: Bus bus, bahut tareef ho gayi. Itni bhi nahi kijiye warna nazar lag jayegi.
Madhu bua: Aise kaise nazar lag jayegi? Humare pyare bete ko humari nazar thodi na lag sakti hai.
Me: Wo to thik hai. Aap kaha thi subah?
Bua: Are, kuch nahi, wo subah ek market me sale thi na, to wahi gayi thi.
Me: Achha, thik hai. To papa, aaj kaha khane ki vyavastha kari hai aapne?
Papa: Haha, mujhe pata tha tumhe pata chal hi jaayega. Aaj tum dono ka result itna achha aaya tha to itna to karna banta hi tha.
Chacha: Isiliye tumhare papa ne shahar ke best restaurant me table book kiya hai.
Priya: Exquisite Restaurant?
Papa: Bilkul. Wahi to hai. Shahar ka hi nahi, pure Bharat ka best restaurant hai abhi.
Me: Waah, maza aayega. Chaliye ab, sab ko bhukh lagi hogi.
Phir hum sab ghar se nikal gaye.
4 gaadi leke hum sab Exquisite Restaurant pahuch gaye. Papa ne table book kiya tha to sab log jaake baith gaye. Phir order kiya to khana bhi jaldi hi aa gaya. Khate hue baate bhi hone lagi.
Chhote papa: Sach me, bahut achha khana hai yaha par. Dil khush ho gaya.
Chhoti maa: Achha, ji? Aaj dil khush ho gaya aapka? Itne saalo se main bana rahi thi tab kya tha?
Ye sunke sab hasne lage.
Chhote papa: Are, tum bhi na, main to is khane ki taarif kar raha tha. Tum to dil pe le gayi.
Badi maa: Are devarji, aap bhi na, Kanika to majaak kar rahi hai. Waise aap ki baat sach hi hai, khana achha hai.
Maa: Haan, didi, khana to bahut achha banaya hai. Waise, ek baat notice ki aap sab ne?
Sab: Kya?
Maa: Khana kitni jaldi aa gaya tha! Kisi bhi dusre restaurant me jaate, to itna khana laane ke liye 10-15 minutes to kam se kam lagne the. Lekin yaha to 5 minutes ke andar khana aa gaya.
Dadi: Sahi kaha bahu tune. Main bhi ye soch rahi thi jab khana aaya. Aur ye sirf hum par laagu nahi hai, har table ki same baat hai.
Maa: Haan, maaji, ye to sach kaha aapne.
Me: Are, aap log bhi na, khane par focus kijiye na. Yaha bhukh lagi hai aur aap service ki taarif kar rahi hain.
Phir sab ne khana khaya aur restaurant se nikal gaye. Restaurant se waapas aane ke baad sab log apne kamro me chale gaye. Fufaji abhi ghar par nahi the, isiliye main sidha bua ke kamre me gaya aur darwaza lock kar diya. Bua abhi bed par laiti hui thi, aur ye dekhkar shock ho gayi.
Bua: Prakash, tum yaha kya kar rahe ho? Darwaza kyu lock kar diya?
Me: Bus aapse thodi baate karni thi.
Bua: Haan bolo.
Me: Aap ne tabhi jhuth kyu bola tha?
Bua: Kab?
Me: Market wali baat.
Bua: (thode tension me) Maine koi jhuth nahi bola tha.
Me: Bua, aap mujhse bhi baate chhupayengi? Aap to mujhe apne bete ke jaise maanti thi na.
Bua: Thi nahi, ab bhi maanti hoon. Tum mujhe apne sage bete jitne hi pyaare ho.
Me: To phir aap mujhe sachchai kyu nahi bata rahi? Aapko meri kasam, sach bataiye.
Bua: (rote hue) Ye kya kar diya tumne, Prakash? Tumhari kasam main nahi tod sakti. Please apni kasam waapas le lo.
Me: Iska matlab main sahi tha. Ab to aapko sach batana hi padega.
Bua: Tumhe sach sunna hai?
Me: Haan.
Bua: (rote hue) To suno. Aaj meri shaadi ko 22 saal hone wale hain. Tumhare janam ke kuch mahino baad meri shaadi hui thi. Abhi tak maa nahi ban paayi hoon main. Tumhari sagi mami aur mausi ki shaadi bhi mere saath hi hui thi. Hum teeno maa nahi ban paaye the, lekin achanak se 2 saal pehle khabar aayi ki tumhari mami pregnant hai, ab to unka ek khubsoorat sa beta bhi hai. Usko dekhkar dil ko bura lagta hai. Itne mahino ke baad ab jaakar maine himmat jutayi. Parso test karaya tha maine, aaj result ke liye bulaya tha. Doctor ne bataya ki main maa ban sakti hoon, mere me koi kami nahi hai. Tumhare fufa to apna test karana hi nahi chahte. Wo to khud ko ek pura mard samajhte hain. Ab to wo mere saath rehna bhi nahi chahte. Dekha nahi, hum sab ghar aa gaye aur wo apne flat par chale gaye.
Me: (unke gale lagkar) Bua, aap roiye mat. Kya aapne fufaji se baat ki? Kya kaha unhone?
Bua: Wo to meri ek bhi baat sunna hi nahi chahte, keh rahe the ki maine doctor se kehkar galat report banwayi hai. Unhone kaha ki “tu to ek baanjh hai, agar meri kisi aur se shaadi hoti to ab tak 3-4 bachche hote mere”. Jab maine kaha ki apna checkup kara lijiye na ek baar, to mere upar haath utha diya aur bole ki “main ek sachcha mard hoon, mujhe koi jarurat nahi hai apna checkup karane ki”.
Me: Kya? Fufaji ne aapke upar haath uthaya? Kab ki baat hai ye? Aur aapne kisi ko bataya kyu nahi?
Bua: Kis se kehti main? Humara samaaj hai hi aisa ki ek mard ko hi sahi maanta hai. Aurat ko to bus ek bachcha paida karne ki machine samajhta hai, aur agar wo na kar payi to uski zindagi tabaah kar deta hai. Main to ye baat kisi se na kehti, lekin tumne mujhe apni kasam de di.
Uske baad kuch hua, jiske baad bua shock ho gayi. [SECRET]
Bua: (shocked) Ye sab kya tha? Kya ye sab sach hai?
Me: Ye sab sach hai.
Bua: Mere to kuch samajh me hi nahi aa raha hai. Mujhe sochne ke liye kuch samay chahiye.
Me: Aap na bhi bolti to bhi aapko samay milta. Aapko khud hi sab kuch samajh me aa jaayega. Ab main chalta hoon.
Uske baad main bua ke kamre se nikal gaya. Bua abhi bhi shock me thi.