Incest Saanjh ki Dulhan

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[HAWASI DARINDA ROCKY]

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[Shetan]

Saanjh ki Dulhan

CHAPTER – 2​

Barish ab tham rahi thee… yaden bhi madham par rahi thee… Akbar ki yaden….

Aur mein chat par bane kamre ke washroom me aakar nahane lagi… jab bhi barsih hoti thi to me aese hi kapre oopar wale washroom me rakh kar chat par nahati thee aur barsh khatam hone ke baad wahee par bane washroom me naha kar fresh kapre pehn kar phir se achi bachi ban kar neeche aa jati thi… apni sari deewangi ko barsih ke sath rukhsat karke…

Phir se chehre pe muskurahat saja kar aik kamyab actress ki tarah acting karte hue… duniya ke samne aik khush aur mutamin larki ka role nibhane lagti… kabhi kabhi to mujhe khud apne ap par yaqeen nhe hota ke me itni bedagh acting kese kar sakti hu… mujhe to Oscar milna chahiye… magar mujh jesi kayee sari larkiyan aese hi aik khamsoh tamashe ka hisa ban jati he aur un ki Oscar winning acting bas un ke chote se ghar tak mehdood reh jatee he… koi mela nhe sajta… koi stage nhe sajta… jahan par mujh jesi jeeti jagti murda larkiyon ki shandar performance par koi taliya bajaye aur kahe ke is sal ka awrd jata he is kunwari ke nam jo aik mard ke naam se bandhi he… ye 20vi sadi he aur is sadi me bhi hum insan aese aik larki ki azadi ko cheen sakte he us ke nam ke sath aik mard ka nam jor kar aur phir wo larki sari umar intezaar kare gi us mard ka… jis ke nam se wo bandhi he… ye zanjeer jo ke kissi ko nhe dikhti magar bohat taqatwar zanjeer he… folad se zayada mazboot he is ki pakar… is zanjeer ka khonta seedhe rooh me ja kar meekh lagata he… aur sisakti tarapti rooh to koi dekhta nhe… sab to dekhte he ujale kapre… dhula hua tan… man ko kon dekhta he… man kabhi kissi ne parha he kya… nhe nhe itna waqt nhe he insan ke pas ke wo man ko dekhe rooh pe lage zakhmo ko dekhe…

Mere ghar pe bas aik aur aurat he jo shayad mera dukh samajhti he… us ko sab Maa kehte he… bas wo kabhi kabhar mere pas akele me beth kar kehti he… “Pashmee… pata nhe tera intezaar kab khatam hoga… Akbar kab aye ga…??”

Me janti hu ke wo bhi aik aurat he meri tarah ki aur me us ko dukh kyun doon… us ki rooh bhi pata nhi kitne zakham kha kar is hal ko pohnchi hogi… me bas muskura ke Maa se itna kehti hu… “Maa… meri fikar kyu karti ho… ap sab log he na mere sath…”

Aur Maa apne gale se laga kar… “sadqe mera bacha… tum bohat bahadur ho…”

Maa ko kese bataun ke bahaduri nhi he ye buzduli he… apne haq ke liye na khara hona… na apne haq ke liye sada e ahtjaj buland karna…

Ap bhi sochte honge itni dukhi kyun he re pagli… abhi teri umar hi kya he… tum ne jawani ki chand bahare hi to dekhi he… itni besabri ho gayee ke apne jism ki zara si tapish bhi bardasht na kr saki… are pagli kitni larkiyo ki shadiya ya phir jism ki pyas bohat daer se bhujti he to wo to aese bain nhe daltee… aik nigor mari jawani nhe sambhal rahi tujh se… aah… kya kahun… itni zakhmi rooh to nhe hoti un ki… tujhe koi alag rog lag gaya jo tu yun bilak rahi he…

Kuch sal pehle jab mujhe bukhar hua aur bohat tez bukhar… kisi dawa se na utar raha tha to Maa ne ghabra kar apne sath apne bistar par lita diya… Abu jan bhi 4 din se gaye hue the business tour par Ammi jan akeli thee… doosre din bhi bhukhar na utra to Zarmee ko akele jana par school aur me soti rahi poora din bukahr me… Maa to phr Maa hoti he… sara din pani ki patiya rakhti rahi… sham tak jake kuch bukhar kam hua aur me ne aankhe kholee aur kuch thora sa doodh daliya khaya…

rat ko daer gye Abu Jan achanak gahr wapis aa gye to Ammi Jan ne bataya mere bukhar ka to wo bhi bohat fikarmand hue aur kaha ke Pashmee ko yahee sone do… meri aankhe band thee magar me jag rahee the…

Ammi… “Khan ji… ap 5 din ke baad aye he... to ap ka dil chah raha hoga mere sath sone ka to Pashmee ko is ke kamre me sula dete he…”

Abu Jan… “are nhe… sone do yahee… ye kon sa in bato ko samjhti he… ham dono neeche dari bicha lete he… phir oopar aa kar so jyen ge…”

Me jag rahi thee magar mujhe kuch pata nhi tha ke kya bat ho rahi he aur ye log rat ko neeche dari kyun bicha kar lete ge us ke baad phir wapis bed par kyun aa jyen ge…

Ye sare sawal mere dimagh me ghomne lage to mera sar bhi ghoomne laga aur mere sar me phir se dard hone laga… me in sab bato ko dimagh se nikal kar phir se sone ki koshish karne lagi… aur kamzori itni ho chuki thee ke neend bhi foran aa gayee…

Rat ka jane kon sa pehr tha ke aankh khuli… gala khushk ho raha tha… me ne apne barabar me hath barhaya taki Maa ko jaga kar pani mangu…

Koi nhe tha bistar par… Abu Jan ki taraf karwat li… wahan par bhi koi nhe tha… phir aik dam se awaz sunai dee… Ammi ki awaz thee… bohat dheemi awaz me bat kar rahee the…

Ammi… “bas aaj qamee z na utariye… shlwar utar di he… kafi he…”

Abu… awaz sargoshi me thee… “Nafeesa meri jan… jab tak tumhare doodh na choosu to mazaa poora nhe hota…”

Ammi… “aap bhi naa… karlen apni marzi utar le sare kapre… bachi bechari bukhar me tap rahi he aur in ko laude ki garmi nikalni he…”

Abu… “bas meri jan… aaj zayada daer nhe lagaun ga…”

Mujhe kuch dikhai nhe de raha tha… har taraf andhera tha… bas itni bat samajh aa rahi thi ke neeche shayad dari bicha kar sath lete he…

Laude ka lafz aj pehli bar suna tha… ye kya he aur Abu kon sa doodh peena chah rahe he is waqt… kapre kyun utar rahe he Ammi ke… itni sakht sardi he… magar jane kyun me kuch boli nhe… chup chap pari rahi…

Kuch kapron ki sarsarahat aur kuch… puch… puch… ki awaz jesse koi bacha koi cheez choosta he…

Phir kuch daer ke baad kuch siskiyo ki awazen bhi aane lagee…

Shayad Ammi Jan sisak rahee he… magar Abu kyun mare ge Ammi ko… Abu Jan ne kabhi kabhi bhi hath nhe uthaya wese bhi aur is waqt rat ko kya hua he aur kya ho raha he… magar me jane kyun chup rahi… shayad fitrat mujhe bhi sikha rahi thee aik naya sabaq…

Kuch daer ke baad aik aah si nikli Ammi ke munh se…

Aur us ke baad thap… thap… thap… thap… thap… ki awazen aane lagee…

Ye Abu aur Ami mil kar taliyan kyun baja rahe he…

Kaafi daer ke baad Abu ki awaz aayi… “Nafeesa ulti ho jao jaan…”

Ammi… “aaj to chor den… aage se hi poora kar len…”

Abu… “ho jao na jan ulti… tumahri gand to mast he jan…”

Ammi… “bas ap ka kya he kabhi phudi mast he to kabhi gand mast he… bas jaha ap ne lauda pelna hota he us jaga ko mast bana dete he…”

Abu hansne lage… “jan ab khud daer kar rahi ho…”

Ammi… “sartaj mere… ho gayee me ulti ab dal lo is me bhi apna musaal… thook laga lena achi tarah… tel nhe he pas me…”

Abu… “aaah meri jan… thora dheela karo sorakh ko…”

Aur phir se thap… tahp… thap… phach… phach… phach… ki awaze aane lagee…

Ammi ke munh se phudi aur gand aur musal lafz sun ne me bare ajeeb lage… ye to me janti thee ke phudi larki ke aage hoti he jahan se peshab akrte he aur gand se pakhana to ye is waqt itni gandi jaga ke naam kyun le rahe he… aur ye bar bar tali kyun bajane lagte he… thap… thap… thap…

Ab ammi ki aahen bhi buland thee…

Magar in aaho siskiyon me mujhe koi dard nhe mehsoos hua… bas mujhe itna andaza tha ke mujhe chup rehna chahiye…

Aur phir khasi daer ke baad… phir se kapron ki sarsarahat… aur phir pehle Abu aa kar bed par lete mere aik taraf aur kuch daer ke baad Ammi bhi night bulb on karte hue let gayee meri doosri taraf bed par…

Aesa nhi tha ke me itni kori thi… jawani ki deleez par qadam rakh chuki thee… phir bhi ghar ke ghute se mahol me koi is mude par bat nhi karta tha… na kisi ne baqayeda bataya ho ke chut ka peshab karne ke ilawa kuch aur bhi masrif hota he…

Shuroo se Ammi ne jo batay ke tange khol ke na betha kar… Bhai Abu aa jyen to sar ko dhakna he… Zarmee Abu aur Ammi ke samne Bhai se bat kyun nhi karti… aur un ke jate hi dono ishare kyun karne lag jate he… in sab bato ke bare me kuch na kuch samjh mere andar thi magar jo aaj hua tha andhere kamre me… night bulb off karke jo khel khela gya us se mera gala ab bhi khushk tha magar tango ke darmiyan chut pe kuch geela sa mehsoos karne lagi… aik rat me jawani ke kuch panne to prh hi liye mene…

Pehle to ye samjhi ke thora sa peshab nikal gaya he… magar jab hath lagaya neeche to do bate samajh me aayee ke aik to ye pani zayada nhe nikla tha aur doosre ye lessdar pani tha… han aik aur bat bhi ke… acha lag raha tha khud ko waha chuna…

Seene ke ubharo me bhi meetha meetha dard ho raha tha… apne hath se us jaga ko masla to kuch acha laga…

Dil chah raha tha ke koi gale se lagaye…

Me troi si pas hui Ammi ke to wo doosre taraf karwat le kar soi hui thee… pehle to socha ke Ammi neend kharab hogi… magar mujh se bardasht na hus to un ke peeche se sat gayee…

Kuch daer ke baad Ammi hilee… “oho… beta… apni jaga par so… sari rat tange marti ho… itni bari ho gayee sone ka dhang na aaya…”

Me chupke se phir khisk ke apni jaga par Abu aur Ammi ke beech let kar sone lagi… jane kab neend aayi…

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[aman31]

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[Ahmad69]

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[rusty blade]

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