Update No 1 (B)
Khala jamika meri ammi se 4 saal choti theen magar un ki shaadi 19 saal ki umar mein kar di gai thi. Shaadi k agle hi saal un k haan aik baite ki paidaish hui magar is k baad phir koi bacha nahi hua. Ab wo 38 baras ki theen aur un ka baita Ilyaas 18 saal ka tha. Us din hasb-e-mamool wo college gaya hua tha. Main ghar mein barra tha aur meri do choti behney aur aik chota bhai bhi tha. (un ka zikar aage aaega) Yoon main Khala jamika k baite ILYAAS QURESHI se 3 saal chota tha. Un k shohar Ahsaan Qureshi bank mein executive grade k officer thy aur aik parhi likhi family se ta’aluq rakhte thy. Apni sharafat, sharm-o-hea, narm-dilli aur sab se ache bartao ki waja se khala Jamika apne susraal mein barri qadar ki nigaah se daikhi jaati theen. Khala room mein aain or kaha,
Khala: “Baite kuch thanda pi lo barri garmi hai.”
Main: “Theek hai khala pi loon ga.”
Akaile ghar mein apni pasandeeda khala k saath waqt guzaarna mere lie kisi naimat se kam nahi tha. Khala Jamika uth kar kamre se nikal gaeen.
Maine un k mote, baahar nikle hue aur gudaaz chootarron par jo apne makhsoos andaaz mein aik doosre se takraate hue thirak rahe thy nazrain gaarr deen. Aeisa lagta tha jaise khala Jamika k chootarron mein bijliyaan bhari hui hon. Main un ki moti taazi be-qaboo gand ko us waqt tak daikhta raha jab tak wo kamre se baahar nahi nikal gaeen. Khala Jamila ki phudi aur gand maarna meri zindagi ki sab se barri khahish ban gai thi. Maine tasawur hi tasawur mein na-jaane kitni dafa khala Jamila ki gand maari thi aur na-maloom kitni hi baar muth maarte hue un k mammon aur phudi ka soch kar apne lund se manni bahar nikaalne ka maza liya tha.
Mujhe ko bohat bachpan se hi auraton ki gand maarne ka shoq tha. Larrakpan tak to main yehi samajhta tha k shead auratain sirf apni gand mein hi lund leti hain lekin phudi k baare mein ilam ho jane k baad bhi auraton ki gand mein meri dilchaspi baja’aiy kam hone k mazeed barrh gai. Aurton k mote, bhaari aur taaqatwar chootarron mein phansa hua gand ka tang sooraakh mere zehan mein humaisha halchal machaiy rakhta tha aur issi lie mote chootarron waali auratain mujhe barri bhaati theen. Khala Jamika to iss maamle mein qudrat ka shahkaar theen aur agar main unhe chodna chaahta tha to iss mein hairat ki koi baat nahi thi. Moti gandon ka main bohat hi shoqeen tha. Ye kaha ja sakta tha k aurat ki moti gand meri bohat barri kamzori thi.
Khala Jamika ki gand k baare mein sochte hue maine aik thandi saans li. Main iss haqeeqat se bhi achi tarah waaqif tha k apni sagi khala ki phudi aur gand maarna mere lie na-mumkinaat mein se tha. Sooraj maghrib se nikal sakta tha lekin main khala Jamika ko chod nahi sakta tha. Main jaanta tha k khala Jamila apni fitri sharafat aur mujh se apne khooni rishte ki waja se kisi bhi soorat mein mujhe apni phudi aur gand daine par raazi nahi hon gi. Aur phir is ka to sawaal hi paida nahi hota tha k un jaisi shareef aur riweat parast aurat apne bhanje se gand marwa laiti. Main shart lagaane ko taiyaar tha k khala Jamila k shohar ne kabhi un ki gand ka sooraakh daikha bhi nahi ho ga. Saari dunya iss baat ki gawaah thi k wo aik mazboot kirdaar ki aur khaalis mashriqi soch rakhne waali aurat theen. Maine aankhain band kar leen aur socha k na-jane kitne hi mardon ne khala Jamila ko chodne ki khaahish ki ho gi aur nakaami ka munh daikha ho ga. Main bhala kis khait ki mooli tha. Phir mera aur khala Jamila ki umron ka farq bhi to bohat ziyaada tha. Main us k baite ki tarah tha aur ye kaise mumkin tha k main un ki phudi aur gand laine ki koshish karta aur khala Jamika apna aap mere hawaale kar daiteen. Ye kabhi nahi ho sakta tha.
Mere k dil-o-dimaagh par ajeeb si afsurdgi chaane lagi. Koi paanch minute baad khala Jamika mere lie kitchen se pepsi le aa’in. Koi aadh ghanta un se gup shup karne k baad main bujhe hue dil k saath apne naana k ghar waapas rawaana ho gaya.
Main jab bhi yahan naana naani k aata aur jab bhi khala Jamika se milta meri haalat normal nahi rehti thi kiyonk main unhe chodne k lie be-taab tha aur aisa hona mumkin nahi tha. Bas yehi tazaad mujhe paraishaan kar daita tha. Magar aaj to main kuch ziyaada hi ghamgeen tha. Maine naani k bedroom ki almaari se family album nikaala aur apne kamre mein aa gaya. Album mein khala Jamila ki bohat saari tasawirein theen. Kuch tasawirein nai theen aur kuch puraani. Wo har tasweer mein bohat achi lag rahi theen. Kai tasweeron mein wo apne shohar k saath theen jisse daikh kar mujhe nafrat si mehsoos hui. Mere dil mein pehli baar apne khalu k lie aise jazbaat paida hue thy. Maine saamne dewaar par nazrain jama deen aur sochne laga.
Mujhe kia hota ja raha hai? Kia mujhe apni sagi khala se muhabbat ho gai hai aur iss lie main us aadmi se nafrat karne laga hoon jo unhe chodta hai? Kia ye wohi muhabbat hai jo aik larrke ko aik larrki se aur aik mard ko aik aurat se hoti hai? Lekin khala aur bhanje ki muhabbat? Main sar jhatak kar album ka aik panna paltea to khala Jamika ki aik barri si rangeen tasweer mere saamne aa gai. Apne mote mote mammon par dopata daale muskuraati hui wo bohat achi lag rahi theen. Mere dil mein ajeeb si meethi meethi kasak paida hui. Khushgawaar lekin taqleef daine waali kasak. Jaise aag halki aanch pe jal rahi ho. Kia museebat hai. Maine be-basi se apne chehre par haath phaira.
Main samjh nahi pa raha tha k apni zehni paragandgi par kaise qaboo pa’aiy. Aakhir Khala Jamila ko hi meri khala hona tha. Koi dubli patli kam khubsurat aurat bhi to meri khala ho sakti thi. Maine ta'asuf aur ghuse k mile jule ehsaas k saath socha. Be-qaraari kuch kam hui to mujhe kheaal aea k be-shak wo khala Jamila ki phudi nahi le sakta magar un k qareeb rehne mein to koi muzaiqa nahi hai. Maine faisla kiya k main jab tak yahan hoon un k ghar rozana jea kare ga. Agarche wo meri khala theen magar phir bhi un k ghar itna ziyaada aane jaane k lie koi ma’aqool bahana to hona chahie tha. Main sochta raha. Phir mere dimaagh mein aik jhamaaka sa hua.
Khala jamika meri ammi se 4 saal choti theen magar un ki shaadi 19 saal ki umar mein kar di gai thi. Shaadi k agle hi saal un k haan aik baite ki paidaish hui magar is k baad phir koi bacha nahi hua. Ab wo 38 baras ki theen aur un ka baita Ilyaas 18 saal ka tha. Us din hasb-e-mamool wo college gaya hua tha. Main ghar mein barra tha aur meri do choti behney aur aik chota bhai bhi tha. (un ka zikar aage aaega) Yoon main Khala jamika k baite ILYAAS QURESHI se 3 saal chota tha. Un k shohar Ahsaan Qureshi bank mein executive grade k officer thy aur aik parhi likhi family se ta’aluq rakhte thy. Apni sharafat, sharm-o-hea, narm-dilli aur sab se ache bartao ki waja se khala Jamika apne susraal mein barri qadar ki nigaah se daikhi jaati theen. Khala room mein aain or kaha,
Khala: “Baite kuch thanda pi lo barri garmi hai.”
Main: “Theek hai khala pi loon ga.”
Akaile ghar mein apni pasandeeda khala k saath waqt guzaarna mere lie kisi naimat se kam nahi tha. Khala Jamika uth kar kamre se nikal gaeen.
Maine un k mote, baahar nikle hue aur gudaaz chootarron par jo apne makhsoos andaaz mein aik doosre se takraate hue thirak rahe thy nazrain gaarr deen. Aeisa lagta tha jaise khala Jamika k chootarron mein bijliyaan bhari hui hon. Main un ki moti taazi be-qaboo gand ko us waqt tak daikhta raha jab tak wo kamre se baahar nahi nikal gaeen. Khala Jamila ki phudi aur gand maarna meri zindagi ki sab se barri khahish ban gai thi. Maine tasawur hi tasawur mein na-jaane kitni dafa khala Jamila ki gand maari thi aur na-maloom kitni hi baar muth maarte hue un k mammon aur phudi ka soch kar apne lund se manni bahar nikaalne ka maza liya tha.
Mujhe ko bohat bachpan se hi auraton ki gand maarne ka shoq tha. Larrakpan tak to main yehi samajhta tha k shead auratain sirf apni gand mein hi lund leti hain lekin phudi k baare mein ilam ho jane k baad bhi auraton ki gand mein meri dilchaspi baja’aiy kam hone k mazeed barrh gai. Aurton k mote, bhaari aur taaqatwar chootarron mein phansa hua gand ka tang sooraakh mere zehan mein humaisha halchal machaiy rakhta tha aur issi lie mote chootarron waali auratain mujhe barri bhaati theen. Khala Jamika to iss maamle mein qudrat ka shahkaar theen aur agar main unhe chodna chaahta tha to iss mein hairat ki koi baat nahi thi. Moti gandon ka main bohat hi shoqeen tha. Ye kaha ja sakta tha k aurat ki moti gand meri bohat barri kamzori thi.
Khala Jamika ki gand k baare mein sochte hue maine aik thandi saans li. Main iss haqeeqat se bhi achi tarah waaqif tha k apni sagi khala ki phudi aur gand maarna mere lie na-mumkinaat mein se tha. Sooraj maghrib se nikal sakta tha lekin main khala Jamika ko chod nahi sakta tha. Main jaanta tha k khala Jamila apni fitri sharafat aur mujh se apne khooni rishte ki waja se kisi bhi soorat mein mujhe apni phudi aur gand daine par raazi nahi hon gi. Aur phir is ka to sawaal hi paida nahi hota tha k un jaisi shareef aur riweat parast aurat apne bhanje se gand marwa laiti. Main shart lagaane ko taiyaar tha k khala Jamila k shohar ne kabhi un ki gand ka sooraakh daikha bhi nahi ho ga. Saari dunya iss baat ki gawaah thi k wo aik mazboot kirdaar ki aur khaalis mashriqi soch rakhne waali aurat theen. Maine aankhain band kar leen aur socha k na-jane kitne hi mardon ne khala Jamila ko chodne ki khaahish ki ho gi aur nakaami ka munh daikha ho ga. Main bhala kis khait ki mooli tha. Phir mera aur khala Jamila ki umron ka farq bhi to bohat ziyaada tha. Main us k baite ki tarah tha aur ye kaise mumkin tha k main un ki phudi aur gand laine ki koshish karta aur khala Jamika apna aap mere hawaale kar daiteen. Ye kabhi nahi ho sakta tha.
Mere k dil-o-dimaagh par ajeeb si afsurdgi chaane lagi. Koi paanch minute baad khala Jamika mere lie kitchen se pepsi le aa’in. Koi aadh ghanta un se gup shup karne k baad main bujhe hue dil k saath apne naana k ghar waapas rawaana ho gaya.
Main jab bhi yahan naana naani k aata aur jab bhi khala Jamika se milta meri haalat normal nahi rehti thi kiyonk main unhe chodne k lie be-taab tha aur aisa hona mumkin nahi tha. Bas yehi tazaad mujhe paraishaan kar daita tha. Magar aaj to main kuch ziyaada hi ghamgeen tha. Maine naani k bedroom ki almaari se family album nikaala aur apne kamre mein aa gaya. Album mein khala Jamila ki bohat saari tasawirein theen. Kuch tasawirein nai theen aur kuch puraani. Wo har tasweer mein bohat achi lag rahi theen. Kai tasweeron mein wo apne shohar k saath theen jisse daikh kar mujhe nafrat si mehsoos hui. Mere dil mein pehli baar apne khalu k lie aise jazbaat paida hue thy. Maine saamne dewaar par nazrain jama deen aur sochne laga.
Mujhe kia hota ja raha hai? Kia mujhe apni sagi khala se muhabbat ho gai hai aur iss lie main us aadmi se nafrat karne laga hoon jo unhe chodta hai? Kia ye wohi muhabbat hai jo aik larrke ko aik larrki se aur aik mard ko aik aurat se hoti hai? Lekin khala aur bhanje ki muhabbat? Main sar jhatak kar album ka aik panna paltea to khala Jamika ki aik barri si rangeen tasweer mere saamne aa gai. Apne mote mote mammon par dopata daale muskuraati hui wo bohat achi lag rahi theen. Mere dil mein ajeeb si meethi meethi kasak paida hui. Khushgawaar lekin taqleef daine waali kasak. Jaise aag halki aanch pe jal rahi ho. Kia museebat hai. Maine be-basi se apne chehre par haath phaira.
Main samjh nahi pa raha tha k apni zehni paragandgi par kaise qaboo pa’aiy. Aakhir Khala Jamila ko hi meri khala hona tha. Koi dubli patli kam khubsurat aurat bhi to meri khala ho sakti thi. Maine ta'asuf aur ghuse k mile jule ehsaas k saath socha. Be-qaraari kuch kam hui to mujhe kheaal aea k be-shak wo khala Jamila ki phudi nahi le sakta magar un k qareeb rehne mein to koi muzaiqa nahi hai. Maine faisla kiya k main jab tak yahan hoon un k ghar rozana jea kare ga. Agarche wo meri khala theen magar phir bhi un k ghar itna ziyaada aane jaane k lie koi ma’aqool bahana to hona chahie tha. Main sochta raha. Phir mere dimaagh mein aik jhamaaka sa hua.