Aslam ki randi Dr. Kamya part 1

Character Introduction :
Kamya Patel – wife Age 26, Docter.
Sameer Patel – Husband : Age 30, Docter
Aslam – Age 53, Tempo Driver

Chapter 1:
Bade pyar se aur nazo se badi hui thi Kamya. Girls school me padhai. Medical me bhi ladko se jyada meljhol nahi thi. Abhi abhi 2 saal pehle hi Dr. Sameer Patel se uski shadi hui thi. Apne pati ke sath he usne Sex ka first experience kiya. Uski life me koi kami nahi thi. Phir bhi kuch kami thi jo wo mehsus kar sakti thi, par kya wo kabhi samaj na saki. Use adventure bahot pasand tha.

Dr.Kamya Patel ek psychologist thi. Alag alag kism ke logo ko study karne me use bahot maja ata tha.
Kisi kaam se pass ke dusre shaher gai thi. Jana to uske pati ke saath tha jo ek jane mane Dr. the shaher ke. Par kisi karen vash unhe ‘Out of Country’ ja na pada. To unki jagah Kamya akeli chali gai.
Kamya ka shehar, dusre shaher se thodi duri par tha. Dusre shaher se nikalte(2) sham ho gai. Takriban 7 baje honge. Shaher se kuch 15 km age jane par uski gadi bandh pad gai. Uska Shaher abhi bhi kuch 40 km dur tha. Usne apne husband ko call kiya.

-“Sameer meri gadi bandh pad gai hai, andhera bhi ho raha hai. Aur dur dur tak kuch nahi hai. Please tell me, me kya karu?”
-“Ek kaam karo koi taxi ya auto mile to dekho.”
-“Thik hai. Mai tumhe phone pe update kar dungi. Lekin car ka kya karu?”
-” Car ko vahi rehne do,Savere kisi mechanic ko bhej ke mangva lena. Thik se lock kar dena. OK?”
-“OK. Bye.”
-“Bye TC”

Kamya ek dam bala si khubsurat thi. Dekhte hi lode ka pani nikal jay. Ek dam Gori. Kale Bal jo uski gand tak lambe the. 34-26-36 ka size.
Usne us din ek Backless – Sleveless cream blouse pehna tha. Upar cream color ki saree pehni thi. Bal khule hue the. Jwellary ke name pe Gale me mangalsutra, Hath me Lal chudiya aur pair me payal. Mang me sindoor, sir pe bindi, hotho pe lal lipstik.
Aur ekdam halka sa makeup.

Kariban Ek ghante tak wait karne par bhi koi vehical nahi ruka. Occasionaly 2-3 vehical pass jaroor huye par roka kisi ne nahi.

Usi road se Aslam bhi maal ki delivery kar ke vapas aa raha tha. Tabhi raste me usne ye ‘maal’ dekha. Kamya raste me lift ke liye hath kar ke khadi thi. Usne jhat se Tempo khadi rakhi aur utar ke Kamya ke pass gaya. Usne sir se pau tak use dekha.

Usne lunge or jali vali baniyan pehni thi. Sar par Muslim topi thi. Tond nikli hui thi. Ekdam kala syahi jaisa tha. Choti si dadhi thi. Ek typical Muslim look tha uska.

-“Hello. Kya hua. Kuch madad chahiye?”
-“Ha bhaiya. Meri gadi kharab ho gai hai. Shehar jana hai. Kab se khadi hu par koi lift nahi mil rahi. Agar aap shehar ja rahe he to kya mujhe lift de sakte hai?”

Ek kamini muskan ke sath aslam bola.
-“Ha ha kyn nahi.”

Chapter 2:
Kamya ne Aslam ki muskan, uski bat me koi b izzat na dena jesi bato par jaroor gaur kiya. Par use ye ek naya subject laga. Use ek low class man ki mentality study karne ka vichar aya.Vo kaise bat karta hai?Kaisa sochta hai? Par ye shayad ek badi galti hone wali thi.

Aslam ek nihayati kamina insaan tha. Vo jawan ladkio ka bahot shokheen tha, khas kar ke shadishuda aurato ka. Aaj tak itni khubsurat ladki usne kabhi nahi dekhi thi. Radiyo ko bhi chodne jaya karta tha. Par paise ki kami ki vajah se sasti randiya hi milti thi use, jo kabhi khubsurat nahi hoti thi. UUsne abhi tak 2 shadi ho chuki thi. Ek razia jiski umra 50 saal thi. Aur dursi Salma jiski umra 35 saal thi.
Kamya ne gadi mai se apna saman nikala aur gadi ko achhe se lock kar diya. Jab wo tempo me chadhne lagi to, tempo ki height aur saree ki vajah se vo chad nahi pa rahi thi.
Aslam esa moka kaise chodta? Wo kamya ke peche ja pohcha aur use kamar se pakad liya, use support dene ke bahane. Kamya ekdam se ghabara gai. Uske liye ye pehla anubhav tha kisi gai mard ka is tarah se chuna. Aslam ese dikha raha tha ke mano vo sirf madad kar raha hai.

-“Tu chadh ja. Me pakdta hu. Girne nahi dunga”

Kamya thodi shock hui. Aaj tak kisine usse yu ‘Tu Tu’ karke bat nahi ki thi. Sabhi usse ijjat se bat karte the. Aur ek Tempo driver usse ese bat kar raha tha ! Par usne uski language ko niglect kiya. Wo use ab acche se study karna chahti thi.
Kamya jaldi se Tempo me chaad na chah rahi thi. Usne jor lagya. Jaise hi vo thodi si unchi hui Aslam ne uski gand par support dene ke liye hath lagaya. Aslam ke lode me halchal hone lagi. (Aslam man mein – Waah kya mast soft gand hai sali ki. Mere laude pe jarror bithaunga mai ise. Lekin mujhe sambhal kar age badhna padega.)
Gadi me chalne k bad Aslam ne tempo age badhaya. Raste me wo chor ankho se Kamya ko bhi dekh leta tha. Saree ke side se uske boobs blouse me kaid khule dikh rahe the. Pallu vaha par nahi tha. Saree mai se boobs ka side view bahot sexy lag raha tha.. Upar se Skin tight, sleeveless aur cream colour blouse. Uska loda ab harkat karne laga tha. Kamya ke bareme sexy soch soch kar wo tight hone laga tha.

Usne bat age badha ne ki sochi. Shaher ane me abhi 1 – 1.5 ghanta lagna tha. Jo b karna tha wo is samay me hi karna tha. Warna itna acchi choot ki garmi uske lund par nahi pohoch payegi… Usne socha (Jyada wakt nahi he, pehle se hi hot bate karunga phir dhire dhire topic ko thoda bold karta jaunga, agar isne jyada protest na kiya to ise aur garam karunga. Agar esi Aamir pari ko aapne lode ke niche sulana hai to kuch tarkib ladani padegi)

Chapter 3
Aslam ne baat shuru ki
-“Acha to…. Tera name kya hai?”
Aslam ne izzat se bat karna to kabhi sikha hi nahi tha. Gali ke bina to uski baat hi pori nahi hoti thi. Kaise wo gali bolne se khud ko control kar raha tha ye to vahi janta tha.

-“Mera naam Dr. Kamya hai.”
-“Are wah to tu ek docter hai!! Sach mai?”
-“Usme kya ‘waah’? Aapne kabhi koi docter nahi dekha kya?”
Kamya ne muskurakar kaha.

-“Docter to bahot dekhe. Par tere jaisi koi nahi dekhi. Me to tujhe koi model samjha tha. Vaise bhi maine aajtak itni khubsurat docter nahi dekhi”
-“Bus bus rehne dijiye. Kya aap kisise ijjat se bat nahi karte? Ye kaise baat karte ho. Vaise mai dimag ki docter hu.. Psychiatrist”
Kamya ko Aslam bate kuch ajeeb or illmannered rahi thi, par use maja b aaraha tha. Use samaj nahi aa raha tha k wo protest kare k sath de. Usne socha, bate karne me kya burai hai ? Dekhe to sahi ye kaise aur kya sochte hai? Kamya ke liye to ye ek study case tha na!!

-“Vaah to ‘tu ek dam sahi’ hai mere liye.. Mai tujhe hi dhund raha tha..!!”
Aslam ne aapne pase phekne shuru kar diye
-” ‘Main sahi hu??’ – Matlab?”

-“Vo.. Darasal log kehte hai mujhe kuch mansik bimari hai.. Kisi dimag ke docter ko dikhane ko kehte hai.. Kaiyo ko dikhaya, par koi fayda nai… Par tumko dekh ke lagta hai ke…” Aslam ne baat addhe se hi kat di..
-“ke kya??”
-“Kuch nahi jane do..”
-“Batao na..”
-“… Ke tum hi mera ilaaj kar sakti ho.. ”

Aslam ne badi masumiyat ke sath Kamya ko dekha. Kamya bhi ab Aslam ka case janana chah rahi thi.. Wo dil se uski help karna chah rahi thi. Use Aslam ekdam masoom lag raha tha, to shak ka to savaal hi nahi tha..

-“To.. kya bimari hai tumhe?”
-“Dekho mai ye baat aise hi nahi bata sakta.. Tum mujhe janti hi kitna ho.. Kahi tum mujhe galat na samjho”
-“Mai kuch galat nahi samjhungi.. Batao na , shayad me tumhari kuch madad kar saku?”
-“Vo..”
-“Bolo bhi.. ek dost samaj kar keh do”

-“Dost kaise samaj sakta hu tuje? Ese kehne se hi thodi dosti hoti hai!!?”
-“Are to mai tumse dosti ka hath badhati hu.. Bolo karoge mujhse dosti?”

Aslam soch raha tha..( Ek dam vaise hi ho raha hai jaise maine socha tha.. Sali teri dosti mai kaise chod sakta hu… Tujhe to mere lode se dosti karvaunga. Sali kabhi b use katti nahi kar payegi)

-“Dosti..? Dekho dosti mai sirf kehne ki nahi karta.. Agar dosti karni hai to aakhir tak nibhani padegi.. Bolo nibha paogi?”

Chapter 4
Kamya aab piche nahi hatna chahti thi.. Wo Aslam ki bimari ke bareme janna chah rahi thi.

-“Thik hai..aapni dosti me mai kabhi bhi piche nahi hatungi.. Aapne PAti ki saugandh.. God Swear”

Kasam khana jaroori nahi tha… Par ye usne Aslam ka confidence gain karne ke liye kaha tha..Psychetrist aksar esa karte hai aapne patients ka trust pane k liye. Use Aslam par koi shak nahi tha… Par ye uski galti hone wali thi..

-“To thik hai.. AAj se tu meri dost hui…(Aslam phir se ruk gaya).Par Nahi… Mujhemaaf karna.. Mai tujhse dosti nahi kar sakta”
Aslam ne aapna dusra pasa feka.

-“ab kya huwa?”


-“Dekho sach batau to meri bimari hi yahi hai..jab mai bekabu hota hu to Me aapno ke sath kabhi bi acche si language me bat nahi kar pata.. Mai bahoot violent ho jata hu. Par sirf aapno ke sath.. Gairo k sath mai normal hi rehta hu… Par dikkat to apno ke sath hi aati hai na..?”

-“Matlab.. ? Mai kuch samjhi nahi. Thoda khul ke batao please…”

-“Vo.. Darasal… Agar mere man main koi baat aye aur wo puri na ho to main itna gussa ho jata hu ke phir mare samne koi bhi ho jisse mera rista ho ..Jaise k dosti ka,pyaar ka.. koi bhi..toh mai use bina gali galoch ke baat hi nahi kar pata.Ashlil bato k bina me reh nahi sakta… Ye mera gussa nikalne ka tarika hai.. Gali aapne aap muh se nikal jati hai.. Yaha tak ki mai aapne ghar per bhi control nahi kar pata.. Biwi bachhcho k sath bat karte waqt bhi… Ab to unhe adat si ho gai hai..!! Par galiya bhi mai usse hi de sakta hu jisse mai apna samjhu…Gairo ke samne pata nahi kaise mujhse ye control ho jata hai.. Par aapno ke samne mai khud ko rok nahi pata.. ..
Tujhse bhi ab tak wo jyada ghula mila nahi hu.. is liye hi mai tujhse gali galoch nahi kar paunga.. Par ek bar tune dosti kar li aur mere dimag mai koi baat ayi… aur kisi karan wo puri na hui to mai pata nahi kab tak control kar paunga? Do teen docters try karchuka hu par koi fayda nahi huwa.. Kya tu aapne dost ki madad karegi? “

Aslam ne ek dam se mu bandh karliya.. ( Waise to ye kahani hi thi Kamya ko phasane ke liye , aur wo sidha banne ki acting kar raha tha)

Kamya b thoda soch me pad gai.. esi bimari k bareme usne kabhi suna nahi tha.. Par phir bhi wo use ek case ki tarah hi le rahi thi… Aur jaise hi use yaad aya k do docter uske ilaj me fail ho chuke hai to, use ye case ek challenge ki tarah lag raha tha aur wo isse kisi bhi tarah solve karna chah rahi thi.

Kamya kitni b bold hone ka dikhava kare. Par usne kabhi kisi ko hindi gali galoch na di thi, aur na hi apne bachpan ke mahol ki vajah se kabhi jyada hindi gali galoch suni thi. Ha English galiya use thodi bahot ati thi. Par wo Aslam ka behaviour, jaise wo keh raha tha waisa dekhna chah rahi thi. Ek docter ki tarah wo aapne patient ki bimari ko study karna chah rahi thi. Aur Wo is ajeeb se behaviour ko bhi dekhna chah rahi thi.. Gali galoch ek ek aam baat hai.. par sirf apno ke khilaf iska istemal or wo bhi khud ko rok na pana.. Ek bimari ki tarah hi lagta tha..

Kamya ko pata tha wo kya kar rahi hai.. Use pata tha ye bat uske liye kitni humiliating ho sakti hai.. Use pata tha ki use kya kya sunna padega aur shayad khud b bolna pade. Par wo abhi sirf ek docter ki tarah soch rahi thi.. Jo aapne patient ko thik karne ke liye koi b pareshani utha ne k liye taiyar thi…

Kamya Aslam ka confidence gain karna chah rahi thi… Aur uske liye kisi b had tak jane ko taiyar thi.. Usne abhi tak kuch bhi galat socha bhi nahi tha…. Use Aslam sach mai ek genuine case lag raha tha… Kamya had se jyada Emotional thi, sath mai wo kisi ko madad karne me kabhi piche nahhi hatati thi…Sath he wo thodi over competive thi… Use ye case kuch bhi karke solve karna tha, jo aur docters na kar sake the.. Par Aslam thik to tab hota jab use koi bimari hoti… Wo to bus Kamya ko phasane ke liye ye kahani bana raha tha…

Kamya sab ko aapne jaisa accha samajh ti thi.. Ek psychatrist hone k nate wo ye sochti thi, k koi insan bura nahi hota. Bus uska sochne ka tarika hota hai.. Aur agar use thik se illaj mile to wo thik ho sakta hai…Wo kuch bhi kar ke Aslam ki bimari thik karna chah rahi thi… Par wo nahi janti thi k ye acchi niyat usko Aslam ki buri niyat se bacha nahi payegi..

Kamya ne socha ASlam se jyada frank hona padega… Usko easy feel karvana padega…Tabhi wo mujhe aapna samjhe ga aur apne man mai kuch ane par wo mere samne bhi vaisa hi behave karega jaisa usne kaha. Bus mujhe Wo jo bhi kahe uska bura nahi lagana hai.. Uska behaviour dekhne k liye mujhe uska khul ke sath dena padega… Wo jo bhi kahe.. ( Kamya khud nahi janti thi ki wo ye kaise karegi.. Uskeliye ye bahot tough hone wala tha.. Par Kamya ne kabhi harna sikha hi nahi tha.. Wo is challenge ko kisi bhi had tak ja kar pura karna chah rahi thi)

Chapter 5
Kamya ne baat age badhate hue Aslam se kaha
“Ha mai jaroor tumhari madad karungi… Maine wada jo kiya hai!!”

-“To kya tu sach mai mera illaj karegi?”
-“Ha.. Kyun koi shak hai…?”
-“Vo mujhe sach mai bharosa nahi ho raha hai tu mera illaj karegi.Matlab tere jaisi mera illaj kare thoda ajeeb lag raha hai… wo bhi meri itni gandi bimari janne ke baad”
-“Dekho… Pehli baat tumhe koi gandi bimari nahi hai ye ek dam normal hai.. bus tumhe apni bhavnao ko control karna sikhna hoga samjhe ??..Aur mujhme kya ajeeb hai jo tumhe bharosa nahi beth raha ke mai tumhara ilaj kar paungi?”

-“Kya tune kabhi galiya suni hai… Mai bahot gandi gandi galiya deta hu… Tum gussa ho javgi… Aur kahi police bulice ko….Na baba na.. Tere sath bahot risk hai.. Pichle do docter to mard the par phir bhi wo meri galio ko seh nahi paye… aur mera ilaj karne se mana kar diya.. Ab agar tune bhi mujhe mana kar diya to pata nahi mai kya karunga?”

Aslam ye to jaan chuka tha ki Kamya bhale dil ki hai… Wo uska ilaj jaroor karegi.. Aur agar use thik se emotional kiya to wo uska illaj kaisi bhi kharab situation mai bhi nahi chodegi… Jo usko aur jyada khul ke Kamya ko garam karne ka moka dega..

Aslam ek mahir khiladi tha… Aurat ki kamjori ko bhap kar usko apne hisab se use karna use bakhubi ata tha… Kamya ki do kamjori mai se ek usks emotional hona tha, jiska Aslam bakhubhi fayda utha raha tha.. aur kamya ki dusri kamjori uska over challenging nature… jisse Aslam abhi tak anjaan tha… Kyun ki wo ye nahi janta tha ke Kamya ke uske case ko lene ke piche uski iss kamjori ka bhi hath hai… Par waqt ane par wo is kamjori ko bhi jan lega aur, use karga ye pakka tha….

Kamya kuch bhi kar ke iss case ko chodna nahi chah rahi thi.. Wo Aslam ki madad karna chah rahi thi.. Par ek minute ke liye Kamya ne bhi socha ki Aslam ne jo kaha wo such hai..
“Mai uski galiya kaise sun paungi? Ye ganda insaan mujh jaisi ladki ko gali dega ye mujhe kaisa lagega? Aur issko itni choot dena thoda riski bhi hai…!! ”

Phir kuch der aur sochne par kamya ne socha “Par kya meri thodi si beijjati jane par Aslam ki jindgi savar jati hai to kyn nahi..? Aur wo baat bhi to humdono ke bich hi rahe gi… Aur waise bhi jo koi na kar paye esse kaam me hi to asli maja hai..”
Bas…uski chinta par uska Emotional aur challenging nature havi ho gaya.. Usne socha kamyabi mushkil sahi par namumkin nahi hai… “Thodi beijjati sehne se agar kisi insaan ki jindgi sawar jati hai.. aur sath hi uska parivar bhi khus hota hai to main ye risk lene ko taiyar hu..”Wo kuch bhi karke Aslam ko manana chah rahi thi taki wo ussi se hi apna illaj karvaye…

Chapter 6
“Dekho Aslam tum mujh par bharosa kar sakte ho… Mai tumhare illaj se kabhi piche nahi hatungi… aur waise tumne dost kaha hai na mujhe.. to apne iss dost ko ek moka bhi nahi doge?”


“Mujhe tujh par pura bharosa hai… Pata nahi kyn lagta hai ki tu hi mere ujadi huvi jindgi ko savar sakti hai… Par dar bhi hai, pata nahi kya hoga?”
“Kuch nahi hoga… Mujh par yakeen rakho… Ek dost ki hasiyat se mai tumhe puri azadi deti hu ke tum mujhe jo bhi kahoge wo mujhe manjoor hoga… Chahe wo kitna bhi ganda kyun na ho..”

Aslam man me, Saali aj to tune mujhe gali dene ki choot di hai par thode waqt ke baad tu mujhse gaali sunne ke liye gidgidayegi… Tujhe meri gali hi nahi meri har baat manjoor hogi… Aapni personal rand banaunga mai tujhe… Bus tu dekhti ja

Aslam ne baat ko aur thoda khicha.. Wo janta tha ki Kamya ko kaise daba ke aur dara ke rakhna hai…
“Nahi mujhe pura yakeen hai… Tu nahi seh payegi aur mera ilaj adhe se hi chod de gi.. Aur mai ek aur nakamyabi seh nahi paunga… Pata nahi kya kar bethu.. Isse accha hai mera ilaaj na hi ho… kaam se kam ek ummed to rahegi ke mai thik ho jaunga.. Kahi tune bhi chod diya to wo ummed bhi tut jayegi.. Aur mujhe ek aur problem bhi hai, jiska mujhe jyada dar hai..sirf gandi bate akela problem nahi hai…”
“Matlab…?”
“Matlab ek to mujhe gussa bahot jaldi ata hai… Pata nahi kis baat pe gussa ho jau.. aur phir agar gussa badhe to mai hinsak bhi ho jata hu.. Mara mari bhi kar sakta hu..”

Kamya ab dar rahi thi.. Par usne Aslam ko thik karne ka man bana liya tha aur ab wo kisi bhi musibat ka samna karne ko taiyar thi…
Kamya ne Aslam ko samjane ki koshish karte huye kaha
“Gusse mai aksar aisa hota hai… Ye koi badi baat nahi hai.. tum thik ho javge… Ek baar illaj start to karne do.”

“Nahi… Agar kahi gusse mai maine tujh pe hath bath utha diya.. to pata nahi mai khud ko maaf kar paunga ki nahi..”
Aslam ne bahot masumiyat se kaha..

Kamya ne maar to aaj tak apne papa se bhi nahi khayi thi.. to Aslam se maar khane ka to koi saval hi nahi tha.. Par Kamya iss bimari se kuch jyada attach feel kar rahi thi.. Wo Aslam ko kisi bhi kimat par thik karna chah rahi thi, aur uske liye agar Aslam ki mar khani padi to bhi wo taiyaar thi…
Ye tha uska over challenging nature jo kisi goal ko achieve karne ke liye kuch bhi kar sakti thi… Sath hi wo Aslam ki bimari ko acche se study karke uska illaj karna chah rahi thi.. Jiske liye use sab manjoor tha…Par ye baat Aslam ko usne nahi batai thi…

Jab Kamya man hi man Aslam ki har baat ko man ko taiyaar thi, uske illaj liye kuch bhi sehne ki taiyaari rakh rahi thi…Aslam ke baar baar na manne par Kamya ab thodi frustate bhi ho rahi thi… Itna to aaj tak usne kisi ko nahi samjhaya tha. Par Aslam ke masoom chehre aur bato ne use pighla diya.. usne phir ek koshish ki..
“Ok thik hai.. to tum hi batao ke mai kya karu jisse tumhe yakeen ho jayga ke mai tumhre ilaaj se piche nahi hatungi..? Tumhe kis bat ka bharosa chahiye ?”
“Dekh.. Agar tu sach mai meri madad karna chahti hai to meri 2 shart hai… Agar tu manegi to hi mujhe yakeen hoga ki tu jo keh rahi hai such hai… aur ek guarantee bhi mil jayegi ki tu meri kisi bi baat ka bura nahi manegi”
“Guarantee??”
“Ha Guarantee.. main nahi chahta ke ilaj karte waqt tu kisi baat par gussa ho jay..mai bus chahta hu k mai tujhe jaisi bhi gali du wo tu seh sake”
“Aur ye hoga kaise ? Kya shart hai tumhari”
Kamya bhi aab utsukta thi

“Pehle bol ki tujhe meri shart manjoor hai”
“Pehle shart to batao..”
“Nahi.. pehle shart ko man phir hi bataunga.. Agar tum mera sach mai ilaj karna chahti he to mana mat kar… Bharosa rakh mujhpe”

Kamya thodi confuse thi… Kya kare? Shart mane ya nahi? Par phir usne apne apko manaya ke Shart hi to hai…!! Aur usse bhi to wo tarika janna tha jisse wo galio ko seh sake…

“Thik hai.. Manjoor hai”
“Nahi ese nahi.. Apne Pati ki kasam kha.. ke tu meri dono shart manegi aur piche nahi hategi”

Aslam Kamya ke emotional nature ka bakhubi fayda utha raha tha… Kamya ko apne pati ke naam pe emotional kar raha tha..
Kamya thodi shock hui aur confuse bhi.. Par jab usne iss case ke liye itna risk leneka soch hi liya hai to ye thoda aur sahi.. Ye soch kar Kamya boli
“Thik hai apne pati ki kasam…Ab to batao”
“Pehli shart… Tu mujhe ‘Aap Aap’ keh kar nahi bulaye gi.. Naam se bulayegi.. Mujhe tu Aslam hi kehkar bulayegi…’tu’ kehkar bulayegi… Thik hai?… ” Aslam thoda rukta hai aur ” Tujhe bura to nahi laga na?”

Kamya isse bhi buri shart ke liye khud ko taiyaar kar rahi thi.. Wo ye shart sun kar ek dam se relax ho gai…
Kamya ne socha ye jyada mushkil nahi hoga sirf naam se hi to bulana hai… Our isse Aslam bhi usse jyda apnapan mehsoos karega…Sathi hi wo nahi chah rahi thi ki uski sharm rakne ke karan Aslam baat ko open na kar sake, jo uske ilaj ke liye jaroori tha… Isliye Kamya ne bhi bat ko aur open karte huye kaha.

-“Thik hai abse mai aapko Aslam hi kahungi.. Par aap bhi mujhe kamya hi kahiye. Thik hai..?”
-“Phir se AAP ?!?!”

-“Sorry… Par Ye Tu Tu wali language maine kabhi use nahi ki hai. Naam tak barabar hai, par maine kabhi kisi ko tu kehke nahi bulaya” Jisne apne naukaro ko bhi ijjati se bulaya ho uske liye ye mushkil hi hona tha, ye baat kamya ko bhi thodi hi der mai malum ho gai thi…

Aslam bhi samaj raha tha ki Barf tutni shuru ho gai hai.. Ab agar sahi vaar kiye to bar chura ho hi jaygi..

Chapter 7
-“To usme kya. Mujhse shuru kar. Mujhe aapna dost samjh aur bol ‘Aslam mere dost Tu kaisa hai?'”

Thodi jhijak ke sath Kamya ne socha usse ye nahi bola jayga. Par wo ASlam ko yakeen dilana chah rahi thi ki wo uska illaj kar sakti hai… Sath hi pata nahi kyn wo Aslam ko mayus bhi nahi karna chah rahi thi…

-“Aslam tuu kaaisaa hai?”
-“Aslam mere dost…”
-“Aslam mere dost tu kaisa hai? Ab thik hai na..?Ab batao tum kya keh rahe the? Kya hai dusri shart?”
-“Wo me.. dekh tu bura to nahi manegi na?”
-“Nahi manungi… Batao na”
-“Dekh bura mat lagana… Par Meri dusri shart hai ki.. mai chahta hu ke mai jab tujhe galiya du tu bhi mera saath de… Matlab tujhe b galiya bolni hogi”

-“Ye kya bol rahe ho?” Kamya k muh se shock k mare nikal gaya… Ye ek sudden reaction tha.. Kamya apne app ko control nahi kar payi..
-“Kyun manjoor nahi hai kya..?”
-“Dekho Aslam ye mai nahi kar sakti… Mai kisi ko gali nahi de sakti.. Aur mere gali dene se tumhare behaviour mai kya fark padega?” Kamya abhi bhi dusri shart ko samaj nahi pa rahi thi..

– “Agar tum bhi gali bologi to mujhe yakeen ho jayga ki mere gali bolne par tum bura nahi manogi.. Aur agar koi gali bolne me mera sath de to mai violent nahi hota hu… Par ha agar mai akela akela gali bolta raha to pata nahi kab mai aape se bahar ho jau..”

Kamya ne socha.. Ye kaisi bimari hai? Kaise symptoms hai… Par wo Ek ajeeb bimari ki vajah se ek patient ko bimar nahi chod sakti thi… Aur ek ajeeb bimari ko cure karna ek jyada challenging task hota hai.. Par gali bolne ke liye wo khud ko mana nahi paa rahi thi..

-“Nahi Aslam.. mujhe maaf kar do.. Mujhse nahi hoga”

-“Waahh to tune abhi se haar man li na…? Mujhe pata tha tu mera illaj nahi kar payegi..!”

Aslam ne banavati gusse se kaha
-“Nahi esi koi bat nahi hai” Kamya thodi ghabra gai.. usse laga shayad wo situation ko handle nahi kar payi…Aur Aslam gussa ho rah hai..

Aslam ne moke ko bhap kar bola
-“Sab samajh ta hu.. Rehne de… Dost kaha tha na mujhe kyn..? Aur apne pati ki kasam bhi khayi thi na..!! Phir bhi meri shart ko maan na payi na.. To illaj kya kar payegi tu…?Ab mai tujhpe kaise bharosa karu k tu mera illaj kar payegi?”

Aslam ne aisa dikhaya jaise wo kuch jyada gussa hai..
Kamya soch rahi thi ki shayad Aslam ab apna para kho raha hai.. Aur shayad violent bhi ho jay jaise ussne bataya tha.. Aur ye soch kar Kamya thodi dar gai..
-“Nahi tum galat samaj rahe ho”
-“Ha ha.. Me sab samajta hu.. Dost kehti hai khudko ? Saali kamini kahi ki.. Rand saali..”

Aslam aise dikha raha tha ki wo gussa hone par anab shanab kuch bhi bolne lagta hai.. Aur usko gussa bahot jaldi ata hai..
Aslam kamya ke dimag se khel raha tha. Use guilty feel karva raha tha. Taki vo use age se roke nahi. Ek psycologist hone ke bavjood Kamya Aslam ke iss khel ko pehchan na saki.

Kamya pehle se hi over emotional thi, aur bahot jaldi submit kar deti thi. Aur huva b vaisa hi jaise Aslam ne socha tha.

Kamya ne khud ke liye kabhi kisi ke muh se gali nahi suni thi… Aur Aslam ke muh se khud ke liye kamini aur rand sun ke usse kuch ajeeb feeling ho rahi thi… wo pata nahi kyun par thoda adventurous feel kar rahi thi jaise usne kuch daring wala kam kiya ho…Par usne apne dimag me ayi iss feeling ko ek side mai hata diya…

Kamya ne socha Aslam ko shant karna hoga… Gusse me insaan kuch bhi kar sakta hai aur kisi ki nahi sunta… Ek Psykologist hone ki vajah se wo janti thi ki agar Aslam ka gussa aur badh gaya to wo uski ek na sunega, aur kuch bhi kar sakta hai…
Kamya ko Aslam ko shant karna hi tha… Aur uska sab se assan rasta tha uski baat man kar..To usne wahi kiya

-“Nahi Aslam tum mujhe galt samaj rahe ho. Dekho mera vo matlab nahi tha. Dekho mujhebilkul bura nahi laga. Nahi me koi oppose nahi karungi. Aab tum jo chahe vo bolo. Me kuch nahi kahungi. Mujhe maaf kardo…. Mujhe bahot bura laga jab tum meri dosti par esa shak rahe ho…”
Kamya bhi aab soch rahi thi ki baat haath se bahar ja rahi hai… Abhi do min pehle to Dosti ki bate ho rahi thi aur abhi jhagda.. . Wo Aslam ko thik karna chah rahi thi.. Uski madad karna chah rahi thi… PAr Aslam ka behaviour usse ek badi rukavat lag raha tha… Wo samaj gai ki Aslam ko such mai madad ki jaroorat hai…Usko thik karna jaroori hai…

Aslam ne ye bhap liya tha ki kamya kuch jyada emotional ho kar aapna bachav kar rahi thi..Usne Kamya ko issi topic par emotinal black mai karne ki sochi..

-“Rehne de… Yaha maine ek aur gali boli aur tu to police ko bula le gi. Mai kaise manu k aa b tu age se esa nahi karegi?”
-“Tu bol me kya karu ?”
-“Tu b gali bol k dikha…”
-“Mujhe nahi ata gali bolna.. Maine kabhi bhi kisi ko gali nahi di. Mujhse nahi hoga”
-“Dekh bina gali bole me nahi rah sakta.. Ye aab meri aadat me hai.. Lekin mujhe dar hai kahi maine phir se gali di to pata nahi tu kya kar de”

-“Me kuch nahi kahugi… Tu chahe kaisi b gali bol.. Aab to hum dost hai na.. Please mujhe maaf kar de”
-“Accha to mai tujhe Rand kahunga to bhi tujhe bura nahi lagega?”

Kamya shock ho gai. par usne soch k ye shayad us bimari ki vajah se hi hai… Accha hai Aslam ab thoda khul ke baat kar raha hai. Jaisa wo chah rahi thi.. Ya shayad jaise aslam chah raha tha!!

-“Nahi bilkul bura nahi laga… Infact tum mujhe kuch be keh sakte ho.. Jo tumhara man chahe… Me bilkul bura nahi manungi”
“To thik hai aab se mai tujhe Kamya rand hi kahunga.. Thik hai?”
Kamya samajh rahi thi ye bahot fast ja raha hai… Par pata nahi wo iss situation ko
control bhi nahi kar paa rahi thi. Use ek ajeeb sa maja aa raha tha.. Aur ek ajjeb sa daar bhi lag raha tha.. Kamya kuch bhi samajh nahi paa rahi thi.
Aur aab ye case chodne se uska EGO (jo uske challenging nature ka hi issa tha) use rok raha tha..
Kamya ne man me socha (Ke ab chahe kuch bhi ho jay.. Kuch bhi sehna pade.. Kuch b sunna pade bolna pade… Mai piche nahi hatungi… Agar Aslam mujhe Rand samajh na chahta hai to Rand hi sahi..Par mai ab uska illaj chod nahi sakti)
Kamya has ker Boli ” Ha Aslam chalega.. Jaisa maine kaha tum mujhe kuch bhi bol sakte ho!! Par ha sab ke samne nahi.. Jab hum dono akele ho tabhi..!!”

Ye sun ke hi Aslam ke lode mai halchal badh gai.. Wo samajh gaya ke wo sahi raste par ja raha hai.. Agar sahi se usne baat age badhai to ye wo sab kuch karegi jo ek sasti randi b karne se mana kardeti hai… Itni khubsoorat ladki ke sath wo kya kya karega ye soch kar uska lund ab dard karne laga tha…

“Wah meri rand… To such mai meri dost hai..!”
“So to mai hu” Kamya ne thoda confidence dikhate huye kaha

Aslam ne socha ( Yahi sahi moka hai.. Ab mujhe khul ke galiya bolni chahiye)
Chal ab bata tu meri gand kaise maregi?
“Kya??” Kamya shock ho gai.. Use kuch samajh me nahi aya
“Matlab ab to tu mera illaj karegi na..? to bata kaise shuru karegi?”

Kamya ne bhi ab tak nahi socha tha to wo Aslam ko kya batati.. ??
Usne kaha “To kya tumhara illaj yahi tempo mai karu? Ek kaam karna kal mere ghar par aajana mai wahi tumhara illaj karungi.. thik hai?”

Aslam bhi soch raha tha Kamya use clinic par bulayegi par jab kamya ne use ghar par bulaya to mano uski man ki murad puri ho gai ho.. Wo man mai bahot khus huva par apni khushi ko dabate huye bola..
“kya tu ghar par hi illaj karti hai?? Sare mareejo ko ghar par hi bulati hai kya?”
“Nahi.. Bas tumhe hi ghar par bulaya hai… Baki to clinic par hi ate hai.. Aur tum to mere dost ho mareej nahi..!!”

Kamya ne pehle Aslam ko Clinic par bulane ka hi socha tha.. Par phir socha ( Agar issne kisi staff ya patient ke samne mujhe gali de di to meri kya ijjat reh jayegi? Aur waise bhi iske gande huliye ko dekh kar to mera koi bhi patient dobara mere clinic mai nai ayega)

“Ha wo to thik hai.. par ghar par kyun?”
“Wo dekho.. mai tumhe clinic par hi bulati par.. Agar tumne waha kisi ko gali bol di, ya jhagda kar diya to…?? Isse accha mai tumhe ghar par hi dekhu. Vaha koi disturb bhi nahi karega”

Aslam man mai (ha disturb koi na kare to hi accha hai, saali teri chudai ke waqt koi disturb karega to sali ki maa na chod dunga?!)
“Ha ye to sahi baat hai.. Mai aa jaunga tere ghar par…”

Chapter 8
Kamya ne socha… Iss ko mai clinic mai nahi bula sakti… Kahi isne waha gali galoch karna shuru kar diya to pata nahi dusre patients kya sochenge… Kamya ne ASlam ko ghar par bulane ka socha, waise bhi ghar par koi nahi tha, na hi usne ghar par koi nokar rakhe the kyn ki kamya ko aapna kam khud hi karne ki adat thi.. aur do logo mai jyada kam hi kya hota hai… Usne Aslam ko dusre din dopahar ko 2 baje ke aaspas apne ghar ane ko kaha, aur use apna address bhi de diya…

Aslam ki to mano itne saalo ki duwa kabool hi gai… Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si khushi thi.. Jise Kamya ne mehsoos kiya…

“Shukriya.. mai jaroor aunga.. Vaise tere ghar par kon kon hoga?”
“Vaise mere alawa koi nahi hoga.. Husband out of Country gaye hai.. Aur Family gav mai rehti hai”
“Ohh.. Koi naukar vagerah?”
“Nahi.. Mujhe aapna kam khud hi karne ki adat hai.. Vaise bhi mai savere 9am se dopahar 12 tak hi clinic par jati hu..Phir ghar par pura din akele kuch bhi nahi kar pati.. Is liye kaam karke hi timepass karti hu.. Aur sath hi exercise bhi ho jati hai”
“Lekin dopahar ko koi aapke ghar aagaya to?.. Meri bimari ke bare me har kisi ko batana nahi chahunga.. Har koi tumhari tarah meri problem samaj nahi sakta”
“Uski phikar mat karo.. Mujhe milene koi nahi ata.. Dopahar ko to chodo, der raat tak bhi koi nahi ayega.. Vaise bhi ghar city se bahar ki taraf hai to bahot kam log ate ha…”

Kamya ne anjane mai hi aapne bare mai sari bate Aslam ko bata di..Kamya ghar par akeli hogi ye soch kar uska lund phadakne laga..

“Ha.. ye sahi baat hai.. Insan ko apna kaam khud hi karna chahiye”
Aslam Maan mai( Mai bhi to tere saath kaam hi to karna chah raha hu.. Kamasutra.. he he.. Kal se tu meri hogi.. Teri chut, gand, muh.. tera ye pura makhmali badan mera hoga… Aur uske baad to tu khud chal kar mere pass ayegi..Bus ek bar mera loda le to le…Janeman)

Aab shaher aa gaya tha… Kamya ne Aslam ko thoda age utarne ko kaha… Wo nahi chah rahi thi koi use tempo se uterte huye dekhe.. Usne sumsam jagah par tempo rukvai.Tempo rukte hi.. Aslam turant niche utar gaya..Wo janta tha Kamya assani se utar nahi payegi.. Iss liye wo usko utarte waqt madad karne ka moka gawana nahi chahta tha..

Kamya bhi utarne mai dikkat mehsoos kar rahi thi.. Saree usko aur muskil bana rahi thi…Aslam Kamya ke darwaje ki taraf gaya aur usne apne dono hath ese badhaye jaise kamya ko catch karna cha rah ho..

“Kud ja.. Mai pakad lunga.. Girne nahi dunga, ghabara mat”
“Nahi.. Mai khud manage kar lungi.. Thanks”
“Ohh to ek dost ko aab madad karne ka haq bhi nahi hai.. kyun?”

ASlam ne thoda gussa hone ki acting ke sath kaha

“Are Aslam tum to bura man gaye.. Thik hai tum mujhe pakdo. PAr girne mat dena”
“Are nahi girne dunga… Aja”

Kamya jaise hi niche utne lagi.. Aslam ne aapne Hath se Kamya k navel me se pakad liya…Jaise hi kamya niche hui..Aslam ne usse apne upar le liya support ke liye.. Is bich Kamya ka pallu bhi uske naval ke upar se hat gaya.. Isse kamya ki nabhi Aslam ke muh se touch ho gai.. aur usko aapne pet par uski dadhi chubh ne lagi.. Aslam ne bhi moke ka fayda utha kar kamya ki nabhi ko chum liya…

Bahot hi erotic scene tha.. Ek kale se mote se insaan ne ek behad hi khubsoorat pari ko utha rakha tha aur uski neval par kiss kar raha tha. Dono ke rang ka contrast ek agal sa ehsaas de raha tha…Aur upar se ek shadishuda khubsuraat aurat ek gande kapde wale gair mard ki goad me thi.. Jo kisi bhi dekhne wale ko madhosh kar sakta tha…. To aap Aslam ki halat to samj hi sakte honge…

Kamya bhi thodi der ke liye kiss ke erotic ehsaas me kho gai… Par ek dam se use uski ye need tuti… ye ho raha tha? usne Aslam se kaha..

“Aslam mujhe niche utaro please”

Bas kuch seconds ke bhitar hi ye sab huva tha.. Par Aslam ke liye mano ghante nikal gaye ho.. Man to nahi tha par phir bhi Kamya ko niche utarna pada…Aslam ne jaise hi use niche kiya… Kamya ke boobs ASlam ke muh se touch hote hote niche huye.. Aslam ke hoth kamya ke blouse se touch ho rahe the..Jab kamya ke pair niche jameen par pade tab usse sukoon mila…Ek ajeeb sa ehsas tha Kamya ke liye.. Aslam ke liye to ye bhi kisi tohfe se kam nahi tha…

Kamya jab puri tarah se khadi hui tab uska aur Aslam ka dhyaan gaya aapni height difference par… Kamya kafi lambi aur patli thi.. aur Aslam mota aur kamya ke mukable thoda nata tha.. Aslam aur kamya jab khade hote the to Aslam ki dadhi Kamya ki Neck ke end tak hi pohochti thi…

Kamya iss choti si kiss ke ehasaas ko abhi tak dimag se nikal nahi payi thi.. aur issi doran Aslam ke muh ka uske boobs ko touch karna uske liye kuch jyada hi tha…

Kamya ek ajjeb si mushkil me thi..Wo tay nahi kar pa rahi thi ki kya use Aslam ke saath age badhna chahiye ya nahi? Kya Aslam ka illaj karna thik rahega?

Par phir uska EGO aa gaya….
(Nahi ab mai piche nahi hat sakti.. Wo bhi usko apne ghar bulane ke baad.. Wo kya sochega? Ke mai itni padhi likhi docter hokar bhi haar maan bethi… Nahi ye mai nahi hone dungi.. Mai kabhi haar nahi sakti.. )

Kamya issi soch me thi tabhi use Aslam ki awaaj ayi.. Wo bola

“Thik hai meri rand.. to kal milte hai”
“Ye kya Aslam.. Tumhe kaha tha na….Sirf akele me… Kahi b mat kaha karo.. mujhe accha nahi lagta”
“Accha kyn nahi lagta..? Tune hi to kaha tha mai tujhe rand keh sakta hu.. to bas keh diya.. Vaise bhi yaha kon hai.. Kamya randi??”
“Aslam please.. Tum thoda control karo.. Chut ka ye matlab bhi nahi hota!!”

Kamya ne thoda chidhte huye kaha. Vo nahi chah rahi thi Aslam use khule me rand kahe.. Wo nahi chah rahi thi koi khule me usko rand bulate huye Aslam ko dekh sun le.. Baki ek ajeeb sa nasha tha rand sunne mai.. Pata nahi kyn par Kamya ye sunna chah rahi thi… Par khule mai nahi… Shayad agar Aslam use akele me RAND kaheta to use atraaj na hota !!??!!

Aslam ne socha… (Isse kisi bhi baat pe anakani karne ka koi moka nahi dena hai… Ese lagna chahihe ke agar meri choti si baat ko bhi issne oppose kiya to mai gussa ho jaunga…. Iske dimag mai betha dena hai ki meri baat na manne par mai kitni jaldi gussa ho jata hu…)
Aslam aapna khel badhane mai laga huva tha…
Aslam ne aapna banavati gussa dikhate huye kaha..

“Dekho to… sali phir se bakchodi karne lagi, Mujhe pata that sali lift lene ke chakkar
mai tune meri madad karne ko kaha tha.. Agar tu illaj na bhi karti to koi mai tujhe gadi se utar dene wala nahi tha… Sali demag ki maa chod di..”

Aslam gussa dikhane ke liye galiya bhi bolne laga… wo Kamya par se apna Emotional pressure kam hone nahi dena chah raha tha..

Kamya bhi vahi soch rahi thi jo Aslam use sochne par majboor kar raha tha..
Kamya ne socha ( Iss bimari mai mujhe esa kuch nahi karna chahiye jo Aslam ko gussa dilaye.. Meri kisi bhi baat par oppose karne par wo gussa ho jata hai.. mujhe age se dhyan rakhna hoga..)

“Are Aslam tum to bura man gaye..? Sorry.. Gussa thook do please”
“Kaha thooku gussa? tere muh me…? Sali mujhe bekar me gussa mat dila.. Pata nahi tere hisse ka gussa mai ghar par kiss pe nikalunga..?”

Aslam ki ye baat sun ke Kamya shock ho gai.. Aslam ki muh me thook ne wali baat use kafhi ghinoni lagi… Par usko sochte hi uske man ne Ek pal ke liye hi sahi, par ye imagine kar liya ki Aslam uske muh me thook raha hai.. Ye sochte hi uske pure sharir mai ek sihran daud gai… Ek kapkapi si chut gai.. Muh ka swaad bigadta sa mehsoos huwa use…
Par pata nahi ye jo feeling thi wo itni buri nahi thi jitni use sunne mai lagi thi…
Lekin agle hi pal usne khud ko sambhala aur iss soch ko ek side par karte huye Aslam ko shant karne ki koshish ki….Jiske liye uske paas ab tak ek hi rasta tha.. Aslam ko apne aap ko gandi gali dene ke liye uksana.. Usski har baat manana.. Usko kuch bhi kehne se na rokna…
Abhi tak Kamya ne Aslam ke bare mai koi galat baat nahi sohi thi… Aur issi liye wo ye rasta soch payi thi…
Par Aslam ne to pata nahi kya kya soch rakha tha? Khayalo main hi sahi, par wo Kamya chod chod ke apne baccho ki maa tak bana chuka tha..

Kamya boli
“Are Aslam isme bura manne ki kya baat hai..? Mujhe tum jo chahe kaho.. par yah khule me nahi.. Kal ghar par mujhe jo man kare bolna.. mai kuch nahi kahungi… ab to please shant ho jav.. Mujhe maaf kar do.. Thoda apne iss dost ki feeling ka bhi to khayal karo..!!”

Aslam ne bhi jaise shant ho raha ho vaise kaha… Use bhi laga rassi ko jyada khichna bhi thik nahi hai..!

“Thik hai.. chal maaf kiya.. Par age se mujhe kisi baat mai rokna mat.. Pata nahi mera sir gusse se ghumne lagta hai.. Sali agar meri biwiya bhi teri tarah samajdar hoti.. aur gussa hone par teri tarah manana janti to mujhse kabhi pitati nahi… Pata nahi agar mujhe ghar par gussa aya to mai kya karunga?”

Kamya ne socha (Aslam ki baat sahi hai.. Ghar par pata nahi ye kya karega? agar do ghante pehle mili huyi mujh pe ye itni jaldi gussa hota hai aur aisa bartav karta hai to apni biwi ko to pata nahi kya karta hoga..? )

Kamya ko ekdam se uski biwi par daya aagai.. wo sochne lagi agar wo uski biwi ki jaggah hoti to kyaa karti….? Pata nahi kyu apne aapko Aslam ki biwi ki jagah gali sunte mehsoos karte karte.. Kamya ko apne pati ka khayal aya.. Sameer kitne acche hai.. Mujh par kabhi gussa nahi hote… Mujhe kabhi marte nahi… Mujh se kitna pyaar karte hai..!! Kamya ek pal ke liye sharma gai…Sameer ke pyaar ko yaad karte karte pata nahi kyun par usne wo pal yaad kiya jab Sameer ne use hoto par pehla kiss kiya tha.. aur wo us ehsaas me dubne lagi..
Wo narm hoto ka ehsaas… Wo ek dusre ki saanso ka milna… Wo makhmali jismo ka milna..!!

Aur achanak Kamya Sameer ki jagah Aslam ko imagine kar bethi… Soft hotho par kisi ne jaise kante laga diye ho…. Saaso ki khushboo jaise bidi, tambakoo ki smell se badal gai ho.. Use esa laga Aslam uske muh me kiss karte karte apna thook gira raha hai…

Usne ek dam se iss thinking ko apne dimag se nikalna chaha.. Par wo ye kar na saki… Shayad ye uss thinking ki wajah se tha jab Kamya ne Aslam ko apne muh me thookte imagine kiya tha.. Jo bas abhi kuch hi der pehle ki baat thi..
Kamya ka dimag bas kadi se kadi mila kar imagine kar raha tha…

Aslam apne dimag se jo ghatiya khel khel raha tha..Aur Kamya ka dimag anjane mai hi Aslam ka sath de raha tha, uski madad kar raha tha…..

Aslam ke khayal ko apne dimag se nikalne ke liye usne apna dimag phir usi baat par lagaya jaha se usne ye baat sochi thi.. Aslam ki biwi par..
Usne socha (Agar Aslam ko gali bol kar apni bhadas nikalne ka moka mile to wo shant rahega aur uski biwi par koi violence nahi karega… )
Kuch soch kar Kamya ne kaha…

“Aslam ek kaam karo tum mera mobile number le lo… Aur agar gussa aye to mujhe call karna”
“Wo kyun?”
“Dekho ab tumhara illaj mai kar rahi hu.. to jaisa mai kahu vaise hi karna .. thik hai..?”
“Thik hai.. par tujhe phone karne se kya hoga?”
“Mai bas janti hu ki agar tumhe gussa aya to mujhe kya karna chahiye”

Aslam samaj gaya.. Kamya kis bat pe itna itra rahi hai.. wo samajh chuka tha ki kamya bas uski bhadas nikle ka try karegi.. Usko gali bolne par majboor karegi.. Aur yahi to wo chahta tha.. Wo yahi to chahta tha ke kamya ek dam besharmi se usse gali sune… aur ye ho bhi raha tha… Bas kamya ne use ye bataya nahi tha, par tha to vahi jo Aslam ne socha tha…

Aslam jo abhi Ek dedh ghante pehle hi Kamya naam ki iss bholi bhali aurat ko mila tha… Usne sirf ek ghante mai hi use gali sunne ke layak bana diya tha .. Pata nahi jab agle din Aslam pura din Kamya ke sath rahega.. tab Kamya kitni bholi rahegi..? Aur kitni banegi Aslam ki RAND ?

Kamya apne EGO aur Aslam ki bhalai ke chalte apne aap ko dav pe laga chuki thi.. aur use pata bhi nahi tha ke wo kab haarne lagi thi… Kamya shayad apne aap ko jitna intelligent docter samajh rahi thi wo utni thi nahi.. aur Aslam uski iss baat ka bharpur fayda utha raha tha… Bas sahi ‘Moka’ milte hi wo Kamya ka bhog lagane wala tha.. Aur kisi ne kaha hai na ki ” MOKE to banane padte HAI!!”

Chapter 9
“Thik… hai karunga tujhe call.. Par kaha karunga? Apna number to de”

“Are de rahi hu…Likho… tumhare pass koi kagaj hai?”
“Kya majak kar rahi hai?? Sali tujhe lungi aur baniyan me kaha jeb najar aa raha hai?”
“Are tempo mai to hoga na…?”

Kamya ne thodi frustation se kaha.. Wo itni simple common sense wali baat samjhane mai thoda irritating feel kar rahi thi…

Par kahi na kahi vo soch rahi thi ki… Aslam se jyada expect karna bevkoofi hogi…
Par kya such mai Aslam itna bevkoof tha jitna Kamya samajh rahi thi?
Kamya jise bevkoof samajh rahi thi usne har moke par use ek choti moti gali to de hi di thi…Aur badi chalaki se use chodne ka plan bana bhi raha tha aur use anjam bhi de raha tha… Aur Kamya uske itntention ko samajh tak nahi pai thi…
Use shayad bevkoof hone ka matlab tab pata chalega jab uska ye bevkoof patient uski choot ko upne moosal se phaad raha hoga… JAb wo chilla rahi hogi… Ansu nikal rahe honge.. Aur jab wo Aslam se rumal mangegi aur Aslam kahega… Sali hamare nange badan par tujhe kaha jeb najar aa rahi hai?

“Are sali.. ye aaj ke jamane mai number kagaj pattar par kon likhta hai..? Ruk ek minute”

Aslam tempo me side se chada aur tempo ke dashboard mai se apna sasta sa china made mode nikala… Tempo se niche utar kar wo Kamya ke samne khada huva aur bola

“Chal ab bol.. kya number hai tera?”
“Likho ##########.. Thik se suna ya repeat karu?”
“Are tera number to mai ab neend mai bhi na bhulu… Bahot jaroori hai mere liye”
“Chalo thik hai… to mai chalti hu.. chalo bye”
“Are ruk.. pehle dekh to sahi maine tera naam kis naam se save kiya hai..”

Aslam ne ek kamini muskaan ke saath kaha..

Kamya bhi Aslam ki baat sun kar thodi curious huyi.. Wo bhi dekhna chah rahi thi ki aisa kya hai jise likh kar Aslam aise muskura raha hai…
kamya ne ja kar dekha chaha..
Aslam ne mobile apne haath mai rakha aur Kamya se ishara kiya ki wo uski side mai aakar dekhe.. Kamya Aslam ki left side par khadi ho gai..
Kamya ko ankho ke number bhi the, par wo chashme pehnna pasad nahi karti thi Aur height difference ki vajah se wo screen par jo likha tha thodi dikkat se saaf saaf dekh paa rahi thi.. So thik se dekhne ke liye thodi age hui aur jhuki… Isi waqt Aslam ne apni kohni Kamya ke boobs pe laga di.. Jo side se uske boob ko daba raha tha.. Kamya ek dam se shock ho kar sidhi khadi ho gai…Aslam janta tha ki Kamya kyn sidhi ho gai.. Par usne jaise kuch kiya hi na ho waise kaha..

“Kyn dekh liya na kya likha hai?”
“Nahi wo darasal.. ”

Kamya Aslam ko sahi baat bata na pai.. Wo Aslam ko sharminda nahi karna chah rahi thi.. Wo soch rahi thi ke Aslam ki kohni anjane mai uske boob se touch ho gai hai..

“Kyun kya huva… maine kya likha hai ye padhne se dar lag raha hai?”
“Nahi.. Esi koi baat nahi hai.. Wo darasal mujhe chasme hai… Najdik ka dekhne mai thodi dikkat hoti hai Aur ye to thode chote font hai… Padh nahi pai mai”

“Ohh.. to tu chasme pehanti kyn nahi hai..? ”
“Wo mujhe pasand nahi hai…”
“Ek dam mast lagegi jab tu chasme pehnegi… Teri khubsoorti ko wo badhaega hi… kam nahi karega.. Dekh mere samne to tu chasme pehan hi sakti hai.. Mai bhi to dekhu tu lagti kaisi hai chasme mai ?”

“Thik hai.. Age se mai pehan lungi thik hai.. Abhi nahi layi hu mai…Kal ghar par aaoge tab dikhaungi.. OK? Ab zara dekhne do tumne mera naam kya save kiya hai?”
“To dekh le thoda najdik aake”

Aslam ne haste huye kaha

Kamya ko laga mujhe ye padhna hi padega… Varna Aslam ko bura lagega..( Aslam ko bura lagega? Pata nahi kyn par Kamya kuch chije karna chah rahi thi.. Chahe wo Aslam se khud ko feel karvana kyn na ho…Uske liye ek naya anubhav tha… Ek naye experiece ko wo enjoy karna chah rahi thi… Par wo khud ko age badha nahi paa rahi thi.. Uski sharm use rok rahi thi…Aur iss vajah se uska dimag ekdam naye naye bahane uske samne pesh kar raha tha…)

Agar ye symptoms koi aur uske samne kehta to shayad wo usko study kar ke use koi accha sa suggestion deti… Par jab baat khud ki ho to dimag wahi sochta hai jo use sahi lagta hai.. Aur sahi galat kai baar bemani lagta hai…

Kamya ne khud ko thoda age jhukaya… Aur phir se aslam ki kohni uske boob ko dabane lagi.. Par jaise kuch huva hi na ho wo thoda aur jhuk kar number padhne ki koshish karne lagi..

Aslam Kamya ke soft boobs ka touch paa kar khud ko kaise control kar raha tha ye sirf wahi janta tha… Uska man to kar raha tha ke Kamya ko wahi nanga kar ke chod de.. Par usne khud ko roka… Uska maksaad rape karke ghadi do ghadi ka maja nahi tha.. Wo to wo kabhi be utha sakta tha.. Par wo to iss bala ko apna gulaam banana chah raha tha… esa Gulam jo uske lund ke alawa kuch na soche.. Jo uske kehne par kuch bhi kare… Uska hukam hi jiske liye sub kuch ho..

Aslam itna to samaj hi gaya tha ki Kamya ek Egoistic ladki hai jo thodi emotional bhi
hai… Bus agar dono bhavnaoko thik se handle kiya to ye kuch bhi karegi… Aur ek baar iska sharm ka bandh toot gaya to iske jaisa maja use aur kahi nahi milega…

Aslam janta tha ke ek shadishuda padhi likhi aurat jiska ek gande insaan se chudna to chodo baat karna bhi badi baat hai…Agar ek baar wo apni sharmohaya chod kar chudne par aa jay to badi badi randiyon ka dhandha band karva sakti hai..!! Bas usko thik se handle karna padta hai.. !!

Kamya ke liye bhi ye aasan nahi tha…Ek gair mard, wo bhi itna ganda ..jab wo uske boobs daba raha tha to ek ajeeb dar or excitement ka mixture wali feeling ho rahi thi… Use ye feeling thodi bahot pasand to aa rahi thi.. par wo ghabra bhi rahi thi..Uski sharm usko rok rahi thi… Uska dimag kaam karna bandh kar chuka tha.. Wo tay nahi kar pa rahi thi ki wo kya kare… Bus kuch bhi kar kar wo number ko padh kar iss mix feeling ka end karna chah rahi thi.. taki ye confusion dur ho !!??!!

Jab mushkil se Kamya ne dhyan lagaya to paya Aslam ne mobile me uska name likha tha ‘Kamya RANDI”.
Kamya ekdam se shock ho gai.. YE KYA!! Uska shock ek dam se gusse mai badal ne laga..
“Ye kya bakwass hai.. Ye tum nahi kar sakte.. Please ise thik karo”
“Kyun pasand nahi aya kya..? Tera wahi naam dala hai jo bulane ki tune ijadad di hai”
“Nahi… Tum ye phone mai nahi dal sakte.. Please nikal do isse”
“Dikkat kya hai..? Tune hi to kaha tha ki mai tujhe kuch bhi bula sakta hu… Ab kya
problem hai?”

Kamya ek dam se khud ko zalil hota huva mehsoos kar rahi thi… Wo kabhi ye imagine bhi nahi kiya tha ke kisi ke phone mai wo ek randi ke naam se save hogi.. !
Waise socha to usne ye bhi nahi tha ke koi use randi bulayega.. Wo bhi itna ganda insan.. Aur abhi to bahot kuch hona tha jo usne kabhi sapne mai bhi nahi socha tha..

Usne apna gussa control kiya aur Aslam ko samjhane ki koshish karte huye kaha
“Please Aslam… Tum mujhe bulao waha tak thik hai.. Esse baat sirf humdono ke bich rahegi.. Par is tarah to ye koi bhi jaan jayega… Koi bhi dekh sakta hai.. Meri ijjat ka bhi khayal karo please”
“Are tu kyu itna soch rahi hai.? Pehli baat ke mera phone mere alawa kisi ke hath mai nahi jata… Aur agar chala bhi gaya to kon sochega ki Randi ke naam se jiska number save kiya hai wo tere jitni padhi likhi docter ka hoga? “
“Wo jo bhi ho.. Par please ye name change kar do please”
“Chal thik hai… Ye number mai kal jab tere ghar par aunga tab change kar dunga.. Bus? Par aaj ki raat ye aise hi rehne de please”
“Wo kyn bhala.. Abhi kyun nahi?”
“Wo bhi tujhe kal bataunga.. Ab chalega na?”

Kamya ne socha isse bahas karna bekar hai..
“Par tumhe ye kal change karna padega… Thik hai?”
“Jaroor.. ”
Aslam ne ek muskaan ke sath kaha..
Aslam man mai soch raha tha ( Tera naam change to karunga, par change kar ke jo likhunga wo bhi tujhe kaha pasand ayega?)

“To phir kaal milte hai ??”
“Ha thik hai.. Mai kaal aajauga… “

Aslam kuch ruk kar phir bolta hai..
“Aur mujhe gussa aya to apni Rand ko phir call karunga”

Kamya kuch nahi kehti (aur kehti bhi kya?) aur ek choti si smile de kar chalne lagti hai…
Aslam samajh chuka tha ki galiyo ka ab Kamya oppose nahi karegi.. wo janta tha ki Kamya ab kisi bhi gandi baat ko sunne se koi parhej nahi kargi.. Jo uske plan ke mutabik ek acchi baat thi…Ab iss baat ko thik se use karna tha.. Iss openess ko iss had tak badhana tha ki wo Aslam ke chune par bhi koi oppose na kare.. Aur tabhi to wo uska lund lene ke liye taiyaar hogi

Aslam piche sai Kamya ko jate huye dekh raha tha.. Chalte waqt uski lachakti hui gand dekh kar aslam ek pal ke liye madhosh hone laga.. Uska lund phadphadane laga.. Upar se Kamya ka cream color sleeveless aur backless blouse, jisme ek 2 inch ki patti hi thi jo uski pith par thi.. Ek kandha jo sari ka pallu liya hua tha uss par se niche kuch kam dikh raha tha kyun ki pallu bich mai aa raha tha.. Par dusri side ka pura view kamar tak nanga tha sivay ek patli si blouse ki patti ke aur kamya ke lambe balo ke alawa… Aslam kamya ki gand ko dekhata rehta hai.. (Haye sali..Iss gand mai apna musal to ghusana hi hai… Bus moka milne de..)

Thoda age jaa kar Kamya hath kar ke rickshaw ko rokti hai aur richshaw wale ko address samjahti hai… Iss doran wo thodi jhukti hai aur uski gand thodi bahar nikalti hai.. Aslam piche khada huva yahi dekh raha tha.. Wo apne lund ko Lungi ke upar se masalne lagta hai..Rickshaw wale se baat tay hone ke baad Kamya Aslam ki taraf mudti hai use ek baar bye wish karne ke liye… Par Aslam ko apne lund ko masalte dekh ek dam se wapas mud jati hai.. Wo soch nahi payi ke Aslam use dekh kar kuch kar raha hai.. Ya shayad khujli kar raha hai ?!!

Phir usne socha ( Nahi esa nahi hoga.. Sirf mera bharam hai… Pata nahi mai bhi kya kya soch rahi hu)

Wo dobara mud kar dekhti hai aur Aslam ko muskurata hua pati hai… Sidha khad huva Aslam ne apna lund masalna tabhi band kar diya tha jab Kamya ek bar piche mud kar sidhi hui thi.. Wo apna chance shuru hone se pehle hi nahi khona chah raha tha…
Aur sidhe khade Aslam ko dekh kar Kamya bhi apni pehli soch ko apna bharam man leti hai… Uska ek maan ye janta tha ki ye bharam nahi tha.. Aslam sach mai apna lund hila raha tha.. Par dusra man jo Aslam ki madad karna chah raha tha.. Jo kisi tarah se Aslam ke is rough behaviour ko thoda pasand karta tha wo Aslam ko nirdosh sabhit karna chah raha tha.. Aur aakhir mai Aslam ki side wala man hi jeet jata hai.. kyun ki Kamya bhi yahi chah rahi thi..

Wo Rickshw wale ko age badhne ke liye kehti hai aur richshaw age badhne lagti hai.. Jate waqt wo rickshaw se Aslam ko dekh kar ek baar muskurati hai.. Aslam bhi use jate huye dekh kar bye karta hai aur jate huye rickshaw ko dekh kar sochta hai..( Kal tak ka mai kaise intejaar karunga Janeman?…kab teri choot ka pani chakhne ko milega? Kab mere lode ko tere moh ki garmi naseeb hogi.? Kab mere lode ko teri choot ki diwaro ko choda karneka moka milega? ? Aur kab banegi tu meri Rand.??)

Chapter 10
Rickshaw mai pure waqt Kamya Aslam ke bare mai hi sochti rehti hai.. Wo chah kar bhi Aslam ko apne dimag se hata nahi pati hai.. Pure raste mai jo bhi bate hui wo Kamya ke dimag mai jaise movie ki tarah chal rahi thi…

Kamya aaj tak kisi se dabi nahi thi…Kisi ne aaj tak Aslam ki tarah authorative tone mai Kamya se baat nahi ki thi.. Use aaj tak jo bhi mila pyar karne wala mila.. Par Aslam ke agressive behaviour mai kuch baat thi.. Wo Kamya ko apni aur khich raha tha.. Kamya Aslam ko sex ke irrade se nahi, par haaa! soch jaroor rahi thi. Aslam jis tarah se khule aam ‘Tu tu’ kehkar bula raha tha..use galiya de raha tha.. Esi feeling use aaj tak nahi hui thi.. Kisi ka us par Haq ho vaise baat karna Kamya ke liye ek nayi baat thi..
Use ye pata nahi chal paa raha tha ki use ye feeling pasand hai ya nahi.. Bas use ye feeling buri nahi lag rahi thi…

Lekin ek docter hone ki vajah se Kamya ne iss baat ko dimag se hatate huye apne man ko samjaya ke (Ye mahaj ek infectuation hai.. Kisi cheej ko ager pehli baar experience karo aur agar wo chij buri na lage to dimag use phir se experiece karna chahta hai.. Aur kai bar use pasand karne ke bahane sochne lagta hai… Shayad mere sath bhi yahi ho raha hai.. Aur issi liye mujhe Aslam baar baar yaad aa raha hai..)

Kamya jab issi dimagi udhedbund mai thi, thodi der mai Kamya ka ghar aa gaya… Raat ke takriban 9 baj rahe the..Rickshw wale ko paise de kar.. Kamya ghar ki aur chal di… Main gate ka Tala khol kar apne compound se hote hui wo apne ghar ke andar enter hui.. Lights chalu kar ke Kamya ne ghar ka darwaja ander se lock kiya.. Bedroom mai gai aur ja ker AC on kiya..

Uske dimag mai ab bhi Aslam chal raha tha.. Uski ek ek baat use yaad aa rahi thi..Aslam ne jab pehli mulakat mai use Model kaha tha wo yaad karke wo thoda sharma gai… Sharm ke sath sath ek gurur ka ehsaas bhi use hone laga..Uska dimag na chahte huye bhi ye soch raha tha ( Kya mai such much itni khubsoorat hu??? )

Kamya bahot acche se janti thi ki wo college ke dino mai kitni khubsoorat thi..Acche acche ladke mud kar use ek baar jaroor dekhte the… Sameer bhi uski tareef karne mai piche nahi tha.. Par ye saab shadi ke pehle 1 – 1.5 saal tak hi raha.. Phir ek normal life ki tarah Sameer apne kam mai dub gaya aur Kamya apne kam mai.. Chudai to chodo, Tareef b ab occasional ho gai thi.. Par unke bich koi problem nahi tha.. Dono apni apni professional life aur personal life mai khus the(Galat mat samjiye.. Dono sath sath hi the!!) .. aur Bahot jyada khus the..
Par Aslam ki bato ko yaad kar ke pata nahi kyn wo phir se khud ko parakhna chahti thi, saabit karna chah rahi thi ke wo khubsoorat hai.. Aur bahot khubsoorat hai!! Bahot time ke baad kisi ne uski tareef ki thi.. Kamya bahot khus mehsoos kar rahi thi..!!

Udhar Aslam bhi Kamya ko apne man se nikal nahi paa raha tha… Richkshw jate hi Aslam pata nahi kab tak jate huye rickshaw ko hi dekhta raha… Aslam tempo ka malik nahi tha, wo to sirf driver tha.. Iss liye wo pehle tempo ko transport company mai de kar chalte huye apne ghar ki aur pikal pada… Company se uska ghar jyada dur nahi tha.. mahaj 15 min ka rasta tha..Aslam ke shareer par ek ganda purna greece ke dhabbo wala shirt aur niche Lungi thi..

Pura rasta wo Kamya ke bare mai sochta raha…(Kya mast gora khubsoorat chehra tha sali rand ka..! Uske lambe baal..! Gulab ki pankhudiyo jaise hoth…! Sali jab tu un najook hootho se mere hoth chusegi to mera kya hoga? Jab tu unhi pyare hotho se mere lode ko chusegi tab mai kaise seh paunga?)
Ye soch soch kar Aslam lungi ke upar se apna lund masal ne laga..
Raste mai koi dekh lega aisa to Aslam ne na kabhi socha tha aur na kabhi wo sochega.. Logo ki fikar karna uski fidrat mai nahi tha… Log kya kahenge Aslam uski kabhi fikar nahi karta tha..

Lund ko masalte huye Aslam Kamya ke bare me aur sochne laga…Mast najuk lambi surahidaar gardan.. Niche cream color ke blouse mai dhake do maame.. Aur boobs ka side se dekha huva view.. Jisme Kamya ke boobs ka pura size aur golai ko dikh rahi thi… Kamya ke boobs ko yaad kar ke uska lund dhire dhire aur jyada akadne laga tha…
Kamya ki Navel.. Uski soft gand, jisko wo touch bhi kar chuka tha.. Ye saab yaad karke wo bahot excited feel kar raha tha… Bus kisi bhi tarah se use Kamya ko chodna tha… Kaise ye use pata nahi tha.. Par use pata tha wo ye kar payega.. Kamya ko apni Rand jaroor banayega…

Chalte chalte Aslam ka ghar aa gaya… Taung galio k bich mai se ek purane aur chotte makono ki line thi… Jo the to pakke, par zopadiyo se jyada nahi the..! Ghar ka darwaza Aslam ki badi beti ne khola…Zoya, Aslam ki badi beti, jiski umra takriban 25 saal thi(Takriban Kamya jitni)..Zyada khubsoorat to nahi.. par ha, use aap badsurat bhi nahi keh sakte… Ek sidhi sadhi ladki thi jiske har ang ka katav ekdam sahi tha…aur iss wajah se uske mohalle ke ladko ki najar uspar rehti thi..
Ghar mai guste hi uski dusri patni pai uski najar padi.. Salma ghar ka kuch kaam kar rahi thi..
Salma 36 ki hokar bhi kafi maintained thi.. Na moti na jyada patli.. aur khubsoorat to wo pehle se hi thi.. Jab wo jhuk kar kuch kaam kar rahi thi.. Aslam ka loda Salma ko dekh ke akadne laga, iss position mai salma ko dekh ke usse Kamya ka aakri pose jo usne rickshaw ke samne diya tha yaad aa gaya… Aaj waise bhi usne Kamya ke bare mai itna ganda ganda socha tha ki use apni hawas nikalne ka jariya chahiye tha.. Aur wo uske samne Salma ke taur pe khada tha..

“Are aap aa gaye… Khana paros du?”
Aslam ko kisi ne khayalo ki nind se jagaya.. Bhukh to use lagi thi wo bhi joro ki..
“Hmm.. Ha ha jarorr… Bahot bhuk lagi hai”

Issi douran Kamya apne ghar par bedroom mai apne bed par bethi thi…Aslam ki galiyo ko yaad karke garmi mehsoos kar rahi thi.. Ac mai bhi pasina jiska saboot tha… Par usne apni soch ko side mai rakha aur Kapade balne ki sochi…
Kamya ne apne kandhe pe se pallu ki pin nikali aur apne saree ke pallu ko hataya… Jisse uske blouse mai kaid dono boobs dikhne lage.. Sleeveless blouse, aur front se dikhta thoda sa clevage jispar jhulta huva mangalsutra jo uske boobs ke upar jhul raha tha…Kamya ne apni saree ko apne peticot se nikal kar bed par rakha.. Aur jaise hi wo mudi usne khud ko bedroom ke bade se aine mai dekha… Sirf blouse aur peticot mai khud ko dekh kar Kamya thodi sharma gai… Aur phir dekhne lagi ke wo kitni khubsoorat hai… Kamya ne kai fashion magazine padhe the… Aur hamesha se unjaisi dikhna chahti thi.. Par ye bas ek soch thi.. jise usne kabhi amal me nahi rakha tha…
Pata nahi Kamya ko kya sujha usne Bade se aine ke same ek do model jaise pose banaye.. Ek ajeeb sa maja tha, akele mai essa kuch karna jo kabhi na kiya ho.. aur jab usse koi na dekh rah ho.. karne ka maja kuch aur hi badh jata hai… Thode pose banane ke baad Kamya thodi sharma jati hai… Ye uski wahi soch thi jo usne bachpan se jee thi.. Jo use ye sab karne se sharma ne par majboor kar rahi thi…
Par aaj pichle do ghanto mai jo bhi huva tha… Aslam ki galiya sunana, aur aaj jan bujh kar Aslam ke hatho apne boobs dabvana..Kamya ko apni sharam ka parda hatane ke liye uksa rahe the… Usse keh rahe the..(Kyn? tu to Randi hai na?? Aslam ki Randi? phir sharam kaisi? Nikal kapde sali Randi) Ye sab soch ke ek ajeebsa nasha cha raha tha… Kamya ko apni choot mai ek gudgudi sa ehsaas hota hai…
Par achanak uske sanskar uske samne aa jate hai, wo sochti hai( Ye mai kya soch rahi hu? Mai esa nahi soch sakti !! Aslam bas ek bimar hai jo bimari ki wajah se mujhe galiya bolta hai.. Mujhe use seriously nahi lena hai.. Bus mera pura dhyan uske ilaj par hona chahiye aur kuch nahi) Par ek second ke liye bhi jo gandi soch uske dimag mai ai thi usne apna kaam to kar diya tha… Apne app ko kitna bhi samjhane par bhi wo soch kahi na kahi to Kamya ke dimag mai ghar kar gayi thi, par chupe taur par..!!!

Aslam bhi khana khane ke baad Salma ko Rasoi mai le gaya kyun ki ghar mai do hi kamre the rasoi aur ek maim room.. Sare log main room mai sote the… Par Aaj Aslam ka chudai ka maan tha.. Agli subah jaldi uthna nahi tha, kyn ki wo ek lambi trip se lauta tha aur agli trip 6-7 dino ke baad thi iss liye uski chutti thi.. Jab Aslam ne Salma se rasoi ghar me sone ko kaha to Salma samajh gai Aslam ka kya man hai…PAr aaj uski tabiyat thik nahi thi.. Uska jara bhi maan nahi tha..
Usse pata tha ki Aslam ko samjhana bahot mushkil hai, kyn ki jab Aslam par Havas havi hoti hai to wo bahot vehshi ho jate hai… Kuch bhi kar sakte hai aur kisi ki nahi sunte..
Phir bhi ek koshish ke taur par usne Aslam se kaha..
Nahi.. Aaj nahi.. Mai bahot thak gai hu.. Mai samaj sakti hu ke aap ek lambe daure se laute hai.. lekin khuda ke liye, aaj nahi.. kaal aap jo chahe kariyega, par aaj nahi..
Dekh saali… Nakhre maat kar.. Aaj mera bahot maan hai.. Mujhe kisi bhi halat mai karna hai

Aslam ne ghar mai galiya bolne wali baat jo kahi thi wo jhoothi nahi thi..!!

Saali mera loda dard kar raha hai… Aaj mujhe chodne se maat rok… Kaal tak mai intejaar nahi kar sakta..
Ya allah.. thoda shant ho jaiye.. Zoya bahar hi hai, agar usne aapki ye gandi baate sunli to..?
To kya… Use bhi pata chale uski maa uske baap ko wo sukh nahi deti.. jo use chahiye
Allah ke waste chup ho jaiye…AAp ke pair padti hu..
To chale rasoi mai..?
Uske liye bhi mujhe maaf kare… Aaj sach mai meri tabiyat thik nahi hai” Salma ne ek akhri koshish ki
To sali apne lode ko thanda karne mai kaha jau?
“Kahi bhi jav.. Par abhi mujhe maaf kar do” Salma ke muh se gusse ye nikal to gaya.. par wo janti thi aab uski khair nahi.. Ab Aslam usko nahi chodega … Aaj uski pitayi ho kar rahegi….Wo daar se kamp rahi thi..
Aslam ka bhi maan to kar raha tha ki Salma ki pitai kar de… Par phir socha (chod yaar bekar ka dimag kyn kharab karu.. Upar se ghar mai ek jawan beti bhi to hai.. Bekar mai uske samne bakheda ho jayga..)
Aur use achanak Kamya ki baat yaad ayi.. Gussa ane par mujhe call karna
Usne socha ( Are haa.. Isse accha moka kab milega kamya ko galiya deneka.. Aur loda shant karne ke liye apni Kamya darling hai na.. Sali ko galiya de kar hi mera to loda zhad jayga..!!)
“Thik hai.. Rehne deta hu…Mai bahar ja raha hu”

Salma ko thoda ajeeb to laga jab Aslam ne kuch kahe bina hi jana chaha.. Use to laga tha ki uski pitai tay hai..

Bahar nikal kar Aslam ek sunsan jagah par aa gaya.. Usne aass pass dekh ke tay kar liya ki use koi usse sun to nahi payega na?? Phir usne apne mobile mai Kamya ka number search kiya.. Aur Call ka button dabaya.. Ek ajeeb si khushi aur excitement thi jo Aslam feel kar raha tha.. Uske kaan Kamya ke phone se ati ring ki awaaz aur uske baad Kamya ki awaaz sunne ke liye bekarar the.. Uske kaan mai jo awaaz ayi wo thi
“Aap jis vyakti ka sampark karna chahate hai wo abhi vyast hai, kripiya kuch samay baad sampark kare”

Ye sun ke Aslam ko bahot gussa aya, uska man kar raha tha ki apna phone tod de..Leking usne kisi tarah apne aap ko sambhala.. Aur redial kiya.. Lekin phir se wahi engage tone.. Aslam ke sabar ka bandh tut raha tha.. Par wo janta tha wo kuch nahi kar sakta tha.. sivay intejar ke..

Udhar Kamya Sameer se baat kar rahi thi.. Usne sameer ko bataya ke wo aaj Taxi kar ke ghar ayi thi.. Wo nahi chahti thi ki sameer ye jane ki usne ek gande tempo driver se lift le kar usse gandi gandi galiya suni thi… Kamya pichle adhe ghante se Sameer se baate kar rahi aur normally Sameer se baat karte huye 40-45 min to uhi kaat jate the..
Idhar Aslam jab Kamya ko baar baar call try kar kar ke gussa ho gaya… to wo wahi par beth gaya.. Aur socha.. ( Sala aaj mere lode ka naseeb hi kharab hai.. Ghar pe biwi ko chood diya is Kamya ke bharose.. Aur sali ab isse bhi baat nahi ho paa rahi hai..)
Aslam pata nahi kaise apna gussa sambhal ke betha tha..
Udhar jab 45 min baad kamya ki baat khatam huyi to usne dekha Aslam ke 7 misscall.. Uski Sameer se baat karne ki khushi ek dam se tension mai badal gai..Usne socha(Itne misscall, pata nahi kya baat hogi..? Kya muje call back karna chahiye? Mai Aslam se kya baat karungi?)

Chapter 11
“Kya mujhe phone karna chahiye? Kya baat hogi jo Aslam ne call kiye, wo bhi itne?” Kamya soch rahi thi.
Ekdam ke Kamya ne socha ( Shayad Aslam ko gussa aya hoga.. Aur usne mere kahe anusaar hi mujhe phone kiya hai.. matlab abhi wo mujhse gandi gandi baate karega.. Matlab wo mujhe gandi gandi galiya dega.. )

Ye soch kar Kamya thoda hadbada jati hai…
Kamya ka anuman bilkul thik tha..Aslam ko gussa to aya tha.. Par ek baat wo nahi janti thi ke Aslam ek khel khel raha hai aur wo uske khel ka hissa hai..Wo esse insaan ko thik karne ki koshish kar rahi thi jo bimaar tha hi nahi.. Ek essa insaan jo thik hone ki had se jyada kharab(bura) tha..!!

Kamya ki soch do hisso mai bat jati hai…
Ek soch wo thi jo kisi b bure waqt insaan ko andar se aagah karti thi, jise log sixth
sense kehte hai..Wo use keh rahi thi (Kamya tujhe us insaan ko phone nahi karna chahiye, Pata nahi wo kya kahega? Tu sab seh nahi payegi.. Isse accha usse baat hi mat kar..)
Par dusri soch jo uske acche behaviour se aa rahi thi keh rahi thi ( Phone aya usme uska kya kasoor..? Usne phone tumhare kehne par hi to kiya hai.. Ab agar usse gussa ayega to wo tumhare kahe anusaar tumhe hi phone karega na? Tumhe usse samne se phone karna chahiye.. Itni baar call miss hone par wo shayad aur bhi gussa hoga.. Shayad uski baate aur bhi gandi hogi,PAr tumhe apne aap par control karna hoga.. aur uski kisi b baat ka bura nahi lagana hai.. aur wo jo bhi kahe uska thik se javab dena hai jisse uska gussa thoda kum ho..)

Uski iss soch ko uska Over confidence aur Over challenging nature support kar raha tha ( Ha ha usme darne ki kya baat hai.. Phone par hi to bolega.. Samne thoda bolega.. Phone ke uss taraf se kuch b bole mujhe yaha kya pharak padega.. Aur dekhu to sahi jab wo gusse mai hota hai to kaise baate karta hai… Ilaaj ke waqt aise wakiye tab bhi ayenge jab wo mere samne hoga.. Aur tab mai kya karungi..? Ye ek accha moka hai, bina kisi risk ke uske behaviour ko study karne ka.. Ha yahi sahi hai.. Mujhe use call karna chahiye.. Pata nahi agar mai ese dar gai aur phone nahi kiya to wo kya sochega?)

Kamya do min ka pause leti hai, aur iss dauran uske dimag mai ek debate chal rahi hoti hai..
Iss waqt Aslam bhi gusse mai aag babula hota ja raha tha… Par wo kuch nahi kar sakta tha… Uska maan ghar ja kar gussa apni biwi par nikalne ka kar raha tha.. Wo bus khada hone hi jaa raha tha ki usse apne phone ki ring sunai di.. Ek pal ke liye wo use wo uske man ka bharam laga lekin jab usne najar phone pe dali to “Kamya Randi” padh kar uska loda ekdam se akad ne laga..

Aslam ke dimag mai aya.. ( Saali mera phone nahi uthaya.. dekh saali.. tune hi mujhe galiya dene ko kaha tha na? tune hi mujhe call karne ko kaha tha na? ab dek tujhe kya kya sunata hu)
Ye sab sochte huye Aslam ne kuch der tak phone bajne diya… Par iss dauran kamya ka dimag pata nahi kya kya soch raha tha? Har ek ring uski dil ki dhadkan ko badha rahi thi.. Aur Aslam ka phone na uthana uski nervousness mai ijafa kar rahi thi..

Aslam ne phone utaya aur wo kuch na bola.. Wo chahta tha ki shuruat Kamya kare.. Kamya ne jab koi awaaj na suni to wo boli..
“Hello.. Hello… Aslam!!”
Kamya ki pyari awaaz sun ke Aslam ka dimag gusse se bahar ane laga.. Aur uska shaitani dimag apne plan ko anjam dene ke liye age badhne ke raste sochne laga.. ( Kya baat karu saali ke sath..? Accha moka hai, saali randi se aisi baate karunga ki kaal jab uske saamne bhi gaaliya du to usse bura na lage.. Bus mujhe thik se usse garam karna hai.. Uski di hui har ek chuut ka bharpur fayda uthana hai.. Jee bhar ke galiya deni hai usko.. Bus aisa kuch nahi karna hai ki baat shuru hone se pehle hi kharab ho jay.. Dhire dhire use kaboo mai karna hai….)
Ye sochte waqt bhi Aslam ye nahi janta tha ki wo kya bolega.. Bus usse baat mai se baat ko age badha na tha.. Bus ek sahi point ko pakadna tha.. Aur Aslam ne shuruat hi gaali se ki.. Usne baato ki grip banane ke liye thoda gussa bhi dikhaya..

“Ha meri Randi.. Yahi hu.. Aakhir tujhe mujhse baat karne ka time mil hi gaya. kyun?”
“Time mil gaya..? Kya matlab.. maine jaise hi tumhare misscall dekhe turant to call kiya ”
“Are lekin mere call miss huve hi kyu? Saali itni raat ko kisse baat kar rahi thi?”

Kamya iss convesation ke shuruat se hi thoda excite aur nervous thi… Aslam ka thode gusse wala tone usski soch ko bandh kar raha tha.. Kamya ne socha (Conversation jaisi jati hai jane dungi.. Jyada dimag lagane ki jaroorat nahi hai.. Waise bhi gusse mai hai, wo bhi kuch soch samajh kar thode bolega…)
Ab Kamya ne baat aage badhayi aur Aslam ko shant karne par dhyan diya..
“Aslam jara shant ho jav”

Aslam ye to jan hi chuka tha ki Kamya thodi emotional aur Egoistic hai aur thodi over confident bhi hai…Aslam ek andaza laga chuka tha, jo sahi bhi tha..
Wo soch raha tha (Ek to ye ego ke chakkar mai mera illaj nahi chode gi, kyun ki agar esa na hota to ye ab tak mere illaj ke bahane meri galiya na sun rahi hoti aur dusra agar isne mera ilaj na karne ka man banaya bhi to uske emotional behaviour ko use karke mai usse mere panje se azad nahi hone dunga.. Aur waise bhi agar maine meri jo bimari batayi hai uss hisab se abhi maine isse gandi galiya de ke gussa nahi dikhaya to pata nahi kahi isse mujh par shak na ho jay..)

Aslam ab maan bana chuka tha ki Kamya se bolne mai koi bhi sharam nahi rakhni hai… Itna khuleam bolna hai ki Kamya ko hi sharm aa jay .. Aur phir itna zyada bolna hai ke Kamya esi baato se abhyast ho jay aur phir esi baato ka jara bhi bura na mane…Aur ek time ayega jab wo khud bhi eesi baate bolegi..Aslam ne Kamya ka jawab dene si hi apni iss soch ko amal mai rakha.

Shanti gai uski maa ki chut mai… Randi saali kisse baat kar rahi thi, apne bhadve se ya apne grahak se?
Kamya ke liye ye shocking jarror tha..aur upar se Aslam ne anjane mai uske pati ko gali di thi isse bhi kamya ko thoda bura laga tha, par ye expected bhi tha.. Usne khud ko sambhala aur galio ko ignore kar ke baat age badhane ka socha…

Udahar Aslam dekhna chahta tha ke iss baat ka Kamya kaise jawab deti hai.. Agar wo gussa hui to wo dhire dhire age badhega.. aur aagr usne koi jyada reaction nahi diya to wo khuleamm gandi gandi galiyo se hi baat karega..

Dekho aslam wo mere pati ka phone tha.. Roj mai unse baat karti hu.. Ab thoda time to lagega na… Upar se tumhara time bhi thik wahi tha jab mai unse baat kar rahi thi… Ab dono se ek sath baat to nahi kar sakti na mai?

Bus… Aslam yahi to chahta tha.. Kamya ne galio par koi reaction nahi diya aur iss liye Ab wo beroktok galiya bolne wala tha.. Aslam acche se janta tha ki aisi bato mai samne wale ko moka dena kabhi kabhi riski ho jata hai.. Ese mamlo mai to agar samne wala ungli de to hath hi pakad lena chahiye..

“Are to saali ussa phone cut karke mere phone uthati.. Waiting to dekha hoga na tune?”
“Aur kya kehti unse…Maine phone kyu kata hai?”
“Keh deti apne ek ashique ka phone hai.. Saali bahane mat bana”

Kamya ko thoda gussa to hona hi tha.. Par pata nahi kyun uska man eski bato ko thoda thoda pasand bhi kar raha tha.. Ek to usne kabhi esi baate suni nahi thi aur ajj use man kar raha tha ki apne aapko na roke aur Aslam jo kahe bus sunti rahe.. Aur usne socha..( Wo phone par hi to hai..!!)
Par shayad Kamya ye baat ko dhyan mai nahi le rahi thi ki Aslam dusre din usse milne bhi ayega aur tab aaj ki di hui chut ko wo wapis nahi le payegi…
Par jab dimag exicted hota hai to kai baar sahi decision nahi leta aur naa hi uske
khamiyaje ke sochta hai… bus usse to sirf uss pal ka maja chahiye hota hai

“YE tum kya bol rahe ho.. Please esi baate mat karo”

Kamya mana to kar rahi thi.. Par dil ke kisi kone mai ek khwaish thi ki Aslam phir se esi hi baate kare.. Par uska status aur bachpan se sikhe sanskar usse ye manne se mana kar rahe the… Par Kamya ka manobal itna stong nahi tha ki apne maan ki awaz ko wo daba sake.. Wo oppose karna chah rahi thi par kar nahi paa rahi thi.. Uski halat esi thi jaise ek chai smoker smoking chodna chahta hai.. Par manobal ke bina chod nahi pata..

Aslam ne Kamya ke inkar mai bhi inkaar ko bhap liya tha.. Aur ab wo janta tha ki Kamya na nukar karegi par use tokegi nahi, aur na hi gussa hogi

Kyun mai tera ashique hi to hu.. Aur tu bhi to meri dilruba hai… Warna itni raat ko ek shadishuda aurat apne pati ke alawa kisse baate kar rahi hai..?”

Waise ek docter ke point ko nikal diya jay to Aslam ki baat sahi thi… Agar koi tesra in dono ki baat ho rahi thi ye jaane to wo bhi yahi sochta.. Kamya bhi yahi soch rahi thi aur ess soch par use ek hasi aagai.. Jaise Aslam ne use koi jok kaha ho.. Bus kisi tarah usne apni hasi ko daba liya. Usne topic badal ne ke liye baat age badhai..

“Dekho Aslam please esi baate mat karo.. Accha chodo ye baate.. Batao phone kyun kiya tha?”
“Wo tune hi to bola tha ki gussa aye to phone karna.. Aur mere to apni biwi ki pitai ka maan ho raha tha.. Par phir teri baat yaad aagai to usse chod diya aur tujhe phone kiya.. Phir tune bhi jab phone nahi uthaya to mera dimag apne ape so bahar ho gaya.. Mai bus ghar hi jane wala tha ki tera phone aa gaya… Agar abhi tera phone nahi ata to pata nahi aaj mai salma ka kya karta ?

“Salma? Kon tumhari biwi?” Kamya ne andaja lagaya
“Ha meri dusri biwi”
“Dusri?”

Kamya ne ye to expect kiya tha ke Aslam ki biwi hogi par uski dusri shadi bhi hui hai ye use nahi pata tha.. Kamya anjane mai puch bethi..
“Ha dusri… Pehli apne mayke mai gai hai.. Do char hafte mai aa jaygi”
“Matlab tumhari dono biwiyan tumhare saath rehti hai.. Matlab tumne dusri shadi pehli ke rehte hi ki hai?”

Ek Hindu shadishuda aurat hone ke nate Kamya ke liye ye baat thodi shocking thi… Usne ab tak ye nahi socha tha ki Aslam ek musalmaan hai..
“Ha to.. ? Usme kya..? Humare mai to char shadi tak ki chut hoti hai… Meri to abhi do hi hui hai… 2 aur kar sakta hu..

Kamya baat ko samaj gai..Ab uske dimag mai ye baat ayi ki Aslam usse kitna alag hai.. Status, behaviour ke alawa ye ek chij bhi unhe bahot alag karti thi… Jis par abhi tak Kamya ne dhyan nahi diya tha…
Par wo ek open minded aurat thi… Dharam ke name par bhedbhav usne kabhi nahi sikha tha.. Aslam ka musalman hona uske liye koi jyada important baat nahi thi…

“Sorry.. mai to bhul hi gayi thi ki tum ek musalman ho..!! Waise do aur shadi tum jhel paoge?”
Kamya ne finacial point of view se ye joke ke taur par pucha tha… Kyun ki Aslam ki financial condition to uske kapdo aur behaviour se tapak rahi thi.
Par Aslam iss joke ko apni ghatiya soch ki wajah se kisi aur angle se sochta hai aur… Jawab bhi ussi angle se deta hai

Jhel paunga? Meri umra thodi jyada jaroor hai par abh bhi mujhme bahot dam hai…Are 2 kya abhi to mujh mai itni takat hai ki aur 20 tere jaise jawan ladkiyo se shadi kar ke unhe sharirik sukh de sakta hu.. Aur essa sukh jo aaj kal ke jawan ladke bhi nahi de sakte…Aaj bhi kamse kam 30 min tak thukai kar sakta hu wo bhi bina ruke.. Kyun saali tujhe bharosa nahi hai mujhpe?
Aslam ko thoda gussa aa raha tha jo uski baato mai jhalak raha tha.. Wo soch raha tha ki Kamya ne uski mardangi par ungli uthayi thi aur wo uska majak uda rahi thi.. Aur iss wajah se wo jyada gussa ho raha tha..
Aslam waise jhut nahi bol raha tha.. uska shareer mota tha, uski umra ho gai thi par phir bhi uska stamina bahot jyada tha.. Wo shayad 30 se jyada min tak constant thukai kar sakta tha..

Kamya ke liye uska joke iss tarah se ulta padega esa usne socha nahi tha… Par wo kuch nahi kar sakti thi..Usne Aslam ke gusse ko uske awaj mai bhap liya.. Wo samaj gai ki Aslam ne uski baat ko kis najariye se dekha hai.. Aur waise Kamya ke hisab se Aslam ek bimar insaan hai jo bahot jaldi gussa ho jata hai, iss liye Aslam ka iss baat par gussa hona Kamya ko koi jyada ajeeb nahi laga.. Par Aslam ka topic sex par jane se wo thoda uneasy feel kar rahi thi…
Uske uneasy feel karne ka main reason ye tha ki uska dimag ye soch ne ka aadi nahi tha ki essi baato ka kya jawaab bolna hai.. Usne essi situation kabhi face hi
nahi ki thi..Phir bhi kisi tarah Kamya ne baat age badhai..

“Nahi bharose ki koi baat nahi hai… Mai kuch aur baat kar rahi thi aur tum kuch aur samjhe, bus.. Mai to keh rahi thi ki tum do biwiyon ko paloge kaise? Wo bhi itni mehangai main?”
“Ohh … Mai to saala kuch aur hi samja tha …Mai bhi saala zandu hu.. Saali tu chut ki baat kar rahi hai mai gaand samajh raha hu…”
Aslam badi safai se har baat mai gali bol raha tha, taki kamya ko jab samne se gali dene ka moka mile to usse jyada ajeeb na lage.. Aur Kamya bhi in baato ko ab jyada dhyan par nahi le rahi thi… Uska dimag ab esi bato se adapt ho raha tha..

Leking yaha bhi Kamya se ek galti ho gai.. Usne Aslam ki baat ka usne apne hisab se matlab nikala (jo usne samjaha wahi tha jo Aslam ne kaha tha par kuch alag tarah se.. Kamya thukai ka matlab marpeet samjhi thi). Usne apni samajh ke hisaab se Aslam ko kaha…
Waise tum kisi ki thukai nahi karoge aaj ke baad…Tumhe jab bhi gussa aye aur kisi ki thukai ka man kare to tum mere pass chale aana .. Thik hai.?”

Aslam ko to jaise apne kano par yakeen hi nahi huwa…Wo soch raha tha (Kya such mai Kamya ne mujhse wahi kaha tha jo maine suna tha?)
“Kya kaha tune..? Agar mujhe thukai ka man kare to tere pass aa jau?”
“Ha maine wahi kaha… Mai nahi chahti ki tumhari bimari ki wajah se tum kisi ki bhi
thukai karo.. Aur tum mere dost ho to tumhari madad karna to meri jimedari hai na”

Aslam to mano hawa mai tha.. Usse laga mano ye sapana tha.. Kamya khud thali mai paros ke usse apni chut de rahi hai, wo bhi itni assani se? Par uska hawa pe bandha mahal Kamya ki agli baat sunte hi tut gaya..

“Ha ab kisi se bhi marpeet nahi karni hai tumhe.. Jab bhi kisi pe hath uthane ka maan kare to bus mujhe phone karna ya mujhse milne chale anaa.. Tumhe thik karna ab meri jimmedari hai..

“Marpeet? Ye marpeet ki baat kaha se ayi?”

Ab choukne ki baari Kamya ki thi
“Ha to aur kya… Mai kab se marpeet ki hi to baat kar rahi thi… Tum kya samjhe the?”
“Kuch nahi chodo uss baat ko… Kuch aur baat karo”
Aslam ka saara mood off ho gaya.. udhar Kamya bhi ki kya baat ho gai.. PAr phir dono ne baat ko jyada importance na diya..
Kamya ne baat age badhayi..

“Accha chalo ye batao.. Call kyun kiya tha?”

Aslam ne socha ye accha moka hai.. Kamya ko ye batane ka ki usne abhi kya bola tha… Agar wo khud samjhegi to uske dimag mai ye baat jyada assani se bethegi
“Wo dar asal meri biwi ne mujhe thukai nahi karne di iss liye mai gussa tha.. shayad ghar ja kar uski thukai kar pau”
“Thukai? Are abhi to hamari baat hui thi ki tum kisi ki thukai nahi karoge”
“Are ye wo wali nahi… Par wo wali thukai ki baat hai”

Aslam ne bhi suspense badhaya

“Wo wali?”
“Ha wo wali.. Jo ek mard aur aurat ke bich mai hoti hai.. Jisme dono nange hote hai.. Mard ka lumba mota aurat ki tight..

“Bus bus mai samajh gai… Aage kuch mat bolna” Kamya ne Aslam ki baat ko adhe se hi rok diya.
Jaise hi kamya samjhi ki Aslam kya baat kar raha hai.. Uska muh sharam se laal ho gaya.. Uska gala sukh gaya.. Uske dimag ne wo sari baate dohrai jo usne thukai ke galat matlab se boli thi.. Ye soch kar wo kuch jyada hi sharma gai.. Ab usse samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kya bole..? Wo bus kuch bhi karke iss phone ki baat ko khatam karna chah rahi thi..
Kamya ki saari soch jo usne Phone karne ke pehle sochi thi, jisme usne Aslam ki kisi bhi baat ka bura na manne ka maan banaya tha wo bhi wo bhul gai kyun ki abhi jo situation khadi thi wo uski wajah se thi.. Aur wo ab jyada iss situation ko face nahi karna chah rahi thi…
Aslam ki baat ko adhe se rokna iss baat ka isshara tha ki Kamya ko ye baat samajh aa gai hai… Aslam ab bahot khus tha..

“Accha chalo phir kal milte hai.. Mai ab phone rakhti hu.. Mujhe nind aa rahi hai”
Kamya ne bahana banaya
Aslam ke liye ye expected tha.. Uska man to nahi tha par wo Jyada dabav nahi banana chahta tha.. Kahi baat hath se phisal na jay!! Waise bhi aslam ka kaam ho gaya tha… Kamya ne jo anjanee mai usse thukai ke liye bulaya tha ussi baat par wo apni puri raat nikal sakta tha, apne hatho ki madad se…

“Koi baat nahi.. kal milte hai.. Waise bhi tujhe se baat karke mera gussa kam ho gaya hai… Ab mai ghar par apni biwi se marpeet nahi karoonga.. aur jab bhi mujhe thukai ka maan karega mai tere pass aa jaunga.. Thik hai meri Randi?
“Hmm.. HA Thik hai
Aur itna keh kar Kamya ne phone rakh diya..Kamya bus kisi tarah se iss phone ko khatam karna chah rahi thi…

Udhar Aslam ne bhi badi safai se Thukai aur randi shabd ka istamaal kiya tha.. Kamya bhi Thukai ka matlab soch kar aur khud ko randi bulaye jane par dono ki kadiya mila rahi thi aur khud ki baato ko yaad karke khud ko ek randi ke level ka hi paa rahi thi… Wo bahot humiliating feel kar rahi thi..
Par shayad wo nahi janti thi ki ye to bus SHURUAT hai..

Chapter 12
Phone rakhne ke baad Kamya pasine se tarbatar ho jati hai. AC main bhi use pasina aa raha tha..(Ye maine Aslam se kya keh diya. Maine use sex ka invitation de diya..?)
Kamya ka dimag ek dam se kuch soch nahi paa raha tha. Uske dimag mai Aslam ki har ek baat ek recording ki tarah baaj rahi thi.. Kamya ne aisi situation kabhi face nahi ki thi par ab jab esi situation usse face karni pad rahi thi to uska dimag kaam karna bandh kar chuka tha.. Wo samaj nahi paa rahi thi ki jab Aslam such mai uske samne hoga to wo kaise esi situations ko face karegi?

Par phir bhi Kamya Aslam aur uski bato ko yaad kar ke sochti hai ( Kya Aslam such mai apni biwi se sex ki baat kar raha tha? aur maine bhi use mere saath sex ka bol diya..? Mai bhi kitni buddhu hu..?)Kamya ko apni bewkoofi par bahot gussa aa raha tha..

Sath hi wo Aslam ki bato ko yaad karke Aslam ki do shadio ke bare mai sochti rehti hai…Uske liye ye ek nayi chij thi jisme kisi ne do shadi kar rakhi ho.. Iss liye kuch ek
nayi cheej ke taur par usse bar bar sochti rehti hai.Kamya ke dimag mai ek dam se ye khayal ata hai (Kya such mai iss umar mai wo do biwio ko sharirik sukh de pata hoga? Kam se kam 50-55 sal ka to hoga hi wo ? Fit hone ke bawjood Sameer bhi ekdin mai 2 baar se jyada mujh se sex nahi kar pate aur thak jate hai.. To kya Aslam jaisa mota aur budha admi itna stamina rakh sakta hai? Usne kaha tha ki wo kamse kam 30 min tak thukai kar sakta hai.. !! to kya wo such keh raha tha ? Sameer to jyada se jyada 2-5 min mai hi sex khatam kar lete hai aur utne mai hi thak jate hai!)

Kamya pata nahi kyu par esi bato ko soch rahi thi. Par esi bato ko soch kar use ek ajeeb sa anand mil raha tha jo ussne kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha.. Naa hi usne kabhi esi bate kisi gair mard ke bare mai kabhi sochi thi… Uski choot mai ek ajeeb si gudgudi ho rahi thi esi bato ko soch ke…Aur uska dimag akele mai iss soch ko rokne ki koi koshish bhi nahi kar raha paa raha tha..
[ “Agar kisi ko pata chale to buri baat hai.. Khud sochne mai kya galat hai jab tak uspar amal na karo? “]
Ek normal insaan ki soch kuch esi hi hoti hai par Ek docter hone ke bawjood Kamya excitement ke rehte ye soch ya samajh nahi paa rahi thi ki “Kisi bhi galat ya sahi karni ki shuruat ya bij ye soch hi hoti hai…”

Kamya ko yaad ata hai kis tarah kai bar sameer apne jhadne ke baad kamya ko tadapta chod dete they aur Kamya ko ungli se santosh manna padta tha..Sameer 2-5 min se jyada chudai mai tik nahi pata tha aur Kamya kabhi bhi puri tarah se santusht nahi ho pati thi.. Kai baar Sameer usko ejacuate hone mai madad karte tha par jyadatar Kamya ko ye khud hi karna padta tha..

Aur phir Kamya ke dimag mai ek khayal ata hai (Kash Sameer ka stamina bhi itna accha hota jaisa Aslam bata raha tha to kitna maja ata.. Mai kabhi bhi tadpti na rehti)
Achanak Kamya Sameer aur sex ko yaad karte karte uska haath apni choot pe chala jata hai..

Ek chota si detail…
Us waqt Kamya ne ek khula huva burmuda jo uske ghutno se thoda upar tak tha aur ek sleeveless skin tshirt (mardo ki vest jaisi) pehni thi..
Sote waqt Kamya na to chudiya pehanti thi nahi mangalsutra..
Kamya garmi ki season mai aksar iss tarah k kapde ghar par pehanti thi, aur barish ki season mai bhi jo garmi padti hai wo kafi hoti hai! Waise kamya ko ye adat Sameer ne lagwai thi. Sameer hamesha Kamya ko mordern aur chote kapde pehan ne ke liye force karta tha par Kamya kabhi bhi iss baat ke liye khud ko taiyaar na kar saki.. Par Sameer ki kafi request par usne ghar par esse kapde pehanna shuru kiya…Shuru mai thoda awkward laga par bad mai use bhi ye comfortable feel hone laga, khas kar ke garmi mai.. jo aage jake uski adat ban gai…par wo kabhi bhi ghar ke bahar ese kapde nahi pehanti thi, sirf ghar par, wo bhi sote waqt.. Normal waqt pe wo saree ya fir salwaar kameez hi pehanti thi…
Bahar mordern kapdo ke nam par wo jyad se jyad Jeans-T-shirt pehan leti thi, wo bhi kabhi kabhar, par usse jyada nahi…
Waise bhi ghar par uske aur sameer ke alawa koi nahi hota tha, aur issi wajah se wo ghar par ue kapde pahene ko raji hui thi, wo bhi night dress ki tarah.

Thoda maja ane par Kamya apna hath apne bermuda ki elastic west mai se under dalti hai, par apne hath ko apni panty ke upar rakhti hai, apne hatho ko panty ke elastic mai nahi dalti hai… Aur panty k upar se hi upni choot sehlati hai..

Sameer ko yaad karte karte choot par ungli phirane ka ek ajab nasha tha.. Sameer ke jane ke baad aaj pehli baar Kamya ne apni choot mai ungli kar ke sex ki feeling lene ka try kiya tha.. Itne dino ke baad karne ki vajah se uska maja kuch jyada hi badh jata hai.. Jaise wo rukna hi na chahti ho..

Bermuda ke under aur panty k upar se hi apni choot k do pankhudi k bich mai ungli ghumate ghumate Kamya ko bahot maja aa raha tha..Apni ungli aur panty ke kapde ka sparsh ek ajjeb sa nasha de raha tha.. Ungli ghumate huve wo bed par let jati hai, aur Sameer ke sath ke sex ke lamho ko imagine karne lagti hai..
Par iske Sath hi sath uske dimag mai Aslam ki baate bhi ghum rahi thi… Aur wo Sameer ke Stamina ko Aslam k sune sunaye(jo sahi tha) stamina se compare kartne lagti hai.. Ye yaad karte karte use yaad ata hai Sameer kaise jaldi se jhad jata hai aur kaise wo tadapti rehti hai.. Aur achanak uske dimag mai dobara ye khayal ata hai.. (Kash Sameer ka stemina bhi Aslam jitna hota!)

Achanak imagination ka Sameer ek dam se powerful lagne lagta hai..Imagination mai Sameer ke dhakko ki power kai guna badh jati hai ( jo kamya normally experience karti hai sex ke waqt).. Kamya ka maja do guna ho jata hai iss imagination se…

Par kuch der baad, dhire dhire apne iss Powerful Sameer ke face par ek muslim dadhi aur muslim topi (bilkul Aslam ki tarah) najar ane lagti hai..Use thoda ajeeb to agta hai, par sex dimag pe havi hone ki wajah se wo thik se soch nahi paa rahi hai… Aur na hi wo iss erotic khayal ko rokna chah rahi hai, wo bhi tab jab usse apna organism bahot pass lagta hai…

Iss waqt jab Kamya complete excitement ke mood mai hai aur uski aankhe bandh hai tab uske ke dimag me ek film banane lagti hai..
Jisme wo ek dam nangi apne bed par leti hui hai aur Sameer bhi ekdam nanga uske upar leta huva hai…same way mai jaise missionary sex ke waqt Sameer uske upar leta hota hai.. Aur Sameer uski choot mai dhakke laga raha hai..Par achanak wo Sameer ke face mai changes hone lagte hai aur wo dhire dhire Aslam jaisa najar ane lagta hai.. Wo iss soch ko apne dimag se hatana chahati hai par apni choot pe ho rahi ungli ki vajah se jo sex aur havas uske dimag pe chad gaya tha uski vajah se wo ek dam madhosh ho jati hai.. Sameer ka face Aslam jaisa imagine kar ke ek ajeeb sa maja aa raha tha.. Kamya ko ek gudgudi si mehsoos hoti hai apni choot mai… Use lagta hai jaise uska organism hone wala hai.. wo aur jor se apni choot ko ungli karti hai.. Aur apne app ko aur excite karne ke chakkar mai Kamya ko Sameer ki jagah Aslam ek daam saaf saaf najar ane lagta hai aur wo apne aap ko Aslam ke sath imagine kane lagti hai..
Aslam ka lund Kamya ki choot ke ander hai aur wo Kamya ke upar dhakke laga raha
hai.. Kamya imagination mai apni choot per ungli ghumate hue Sameer ke lund ke ehsaas ko yaad karti hai.. Aur phir Aslam ki shakal se uska connection bitha ke ye imagine karti hai ke Aslam hi usse chod raha hai.. Par usse sirf Aslam ki shakal dikh rahi hai.. Jo thodi der mai thodi niche ja rahi hai aur thodi der mai upar aa rahi hai (Dhakke lagane ki vajah se)..
Achanak imagination ka Aslam usse kehta hai ( Tu such mai meri Randi hai.. Saali dekh mai kaise teri teri thukai kar raha hu. Aur ye wo wali thukai hai jo do nange badano ke bich mai hoti hai,..! ) Aur Aslam ke face par wahi gandi Kamini muskaan aa jati hai jo Kamya ne aaj ke pure din mai uske muh par dekhi thi…
Aslam ke Randi kehte hi Kamay excitment ke shikhar par pohoch jati hai aur uska organism ho jata hai..

Issi ke sath uski imagination gayab ho jati hai…

Uski panty puri tarah se gili ho jati hai, uski unglio pebhi uska ras jo kapdo se upar ata hai wo thoda bhaot chipak jata ha Aur iske sath hi Kamya ke dimag se havas dhire dhire gayab hone lagti hai..

Ab wo thik se soch paa rahi thi aur apne aap ko galat mehsoos karne lagti hai…wo sochti hai ( Ye maine kya imagine kar liya. ? Mai khud ko Aslam ke sath kaise imagine kar sakti hu..? Nahi nahi ye mai kaise soch sakti hu?)
Kamya khud ko bahot guilty feel karne lagti hai… Iss guilt feeling ke sath hi wo khadi ho kar apni gili panty change karti hai.. Iss pure waqt usko esa ehsaas hi hota hai jaise usske koi bada sa gunah ho gaya hai.. Jaise usne imagination mai nahi sach mai kisi paraye mard ke sath sex kar liya ho..Ek guilty feeling ke sath wo ankhe bandh karke padi rehti hai aur organism ki wajah se jo thakavat hui usse wo need ki aghosh mai chali jati hai.

Kamya ne shayad iss baat par dhyan nahi diya tha ki uske organism ki shikhar tab ayi thi jab Aslam ne usse RANDI kaha tha na ki jab wo usse chod raha tha… Shayad Kamya ke ander ki RANDI jag chuki thi jo Aslam ki pukar par javab de rahi thi.

Chapter 13
Udhar Aslam ka hal bhi koi jyada accha nahi tha. Wo to waise bhi Kamya ke bare mai itna ganda ganda soch chuka tha ki uska loda pehle se hi control main nahi tha.. upar se Kamya ne anjane mai usse chudne ki sehmati dedi.. Ye baat sun ke uska loda control ke bahar tha.. Uska man to kar raha tha abhi hi Kamya ke ghar ja ke usse chod de..
Par yeh to wo kabhi bhi kar sakta tha..Usse to iss pari ko apne lode ka ghulam banana tha…Essa ghulam jo uski har iccha ko hukam samjhe… Jiske liye uski har farmaish pura karna apna dharm ho..

Agar koi sadharan ladki bhi tumhari har baat bina savaal kiye mane, aur upar ki parikalpana ko sakar kare to koi bhi pagal ho sakta hai…
To Aslam to ek PARI ke sath ye sabh soch raha tha. Ek esi pari jo look mai sach much ki pari thi, sivay pankh ke… Lajmi hai ye soch hi Aslam ko pagal karne ke liye kafi thi…
Pata nahi jab Kamya ke sath uski ye soch agar hakikat banegi to kya hoga?
Ye to accha tha Aslam ne usse abhi tak saree mai hi dekha tha.. Agar kahi usne Kamya ko ghar ke burmunda aur ganji mai dekh liya hota to pata nahi ke wo control kar bhi pata ya nahi

Aslam bethe bethe lungi pe hi apne lode ko sehla raha tha aur Kamya ke sexy jism ko yaad kar raha tha tabhi uske kadhe par jor se kisi ka hath padta hai.. Kamya ko yaad karte waqt aye disturbance se wo bokhla jata hai.. Wo bina dekhe ke kon hai ek dam se bol padta hai
“Kon hai bhenchod?”
“Mai hu saale.. Teri behan ka bhai”

Yehi sunna tha ki Aslam ka para chut gaya.. Wo khada hoke jaise hi piche mudta hai uska gussa ekdam se gayab ho jata hai..
“Abe saale tu… Bolna chahiye na.. Bhosdike abhi mar khata mere hato se”
“Hath to uthata teri biwi-beti sab ko chod deta”

Aur dono has dete hai…

Ye tha Aslam ka sab se khas dost Usman… Aslam jaisa hi kameena, par ladkiyo ke mamle mai thoda experience mai kam tha..Ladkiyo ko dono sath mai hi chodte the par shuruat hamesha Aslam hi karta tha…
Ye dono jab bhi milte the galiyo ke bina baat hi nahi karte the…

“Saale itni raat ko yaha kya kar raha hai..? Bottle vottle leke to nahi betha hai…? Sale bottle nikli to teri maa chod dunga, agar pata chala tu akela pi raha tha to”
“Nahi be.. Kisi ko phone karne aya tha”
“Phone aur tu…? Kon hai?? Jara hame bhi to bata”
“Hai koi.. Chod na.. Waqt ane par tujhe bhi bata dunga”

Aslam Usman ko ekdam se ye batana nahi chah raha tha. Par Usman Aslam ko bahot waqt se janta tha.. Aslam ki shakal se use pata chal gaya ke issne jaroor koi kabootar phasaya hai… Aslam ko dekh kar shayad koi bhi ye baat na soche, par Usman Aslam ko bahot acche se janta hai, wo janta hai Aslam kis had tak kamina hai aur kis had tak ja sakta hai… Usman bhi ab janna chah raha tha ki ye kon sa parinda ha jo Aslam usse bhi share nahi karna chah raha.. jaroor koi bahot khubsoorat ladki hogi…
Ye sochna hi tha ki Usman ne Aslam pe baat nikalwane ke liye jor badhaya..

“Bata na saale.. Mai janta hu koi ladki ka hi chakar hai.. Bata na benchod”
Thodi der tak jab Usman Aslam ka picha nahi chodta hai to Aslam bhi haar maan kar usse baat batane ko raji ho jata hai… kyn ki wo bhi janta tha Usman agar jid par aagaya to usse manana mushkil nahi namumkin hai..

“Dekh… Bata to raha hu par wada kar ye baat humdono ke bich hi rahegi… Imran aur Afzal se tu ye baat chupa ke rakhega..Wada kar”

Imran aur Afzal bhi indono ke dost the jo unki hi chaul mai rehte the…

“Chal wada.. Ab to bata.. Saale mera sabra bhi ab javab de raha hai”
“Ek khubsoorat docter hai, jisse maine aaj lift di thi… Maine uspe phanda dala hai… Agar sab thik se huwa to ek hurpari ko meri RAND banaunga”

“Kya baat kar raha hai..? Docter…wo bhi pari jitni khubsoorat aur Wo bhi tere saath?”
“Aur nahi to kya mai jhoot bol raha hu?”

Aur Aslam Usman ko pura wakya suna deta hai..

“Saale.. kya kameena dimag paya hai! Waise hai kon ye Pari? mai bhi to sunu.. ”
“Koi Docter Kamya hai… Dimag ki docter hai”
“Docter Kamya Patel to nai?”
“Ha wahi.. Par tu kaise janta hai?”
“Abe saale kya maal pe najar dali hai.. sach mai wo to sach much ki pari hai”

Aslam ab thoda shock mai tha.. Wo bhul gaya tha ki Usman ek jane mane hospital mai compounder ki naukri karta tha..

“Kya baat hai saale benchod.. tu kaise janta hai usse?”
“Abe mai jis hospital mai kam karta hu wahi par isska pati bhi kaam karta hai, sali jab bhi uske pati ko milne ati hai, tab pura hospital usse hi dekhta rehta hai.. Kya mast maal hai sale.. Apne jahen mai pata nahi kitni baar use chod chuka hu… Yar meri ye murad mujhe tere jariye puri hoti dikhayi de rahi hai..”

“Bhadve… Pehle mera loda usse chakhega.. Phir jo bachega tujhe milega, samjha?”
Usman ko Aslam pe full confidence tha.. Agar Aslam ne bola hai to Kamya isse chudegi jaroor.. Par Kamya ke rutbe aur khubsoorti ko yaad karke uske dimag mai ek shak bhi tha ‘kya Aslam kamyab ho payga?’. Par Kamya ko pane ki ek ummed use jo dikh rahi thi wo use jhuthlana nahi chah raha tha…

“Are ha dost… Tu hi pehle chod lena.. Par uski chut ki paapi mere lode ko bhi chahiye.. Hospital aur ghar ki naliyo mai kitna mera virya usse yaad kar kar ke baha diya hoga maine.. Mujhe uska badla chahiye..”
“Ha lelena badla.. Chut se hi kyun gand se bhi badla le lena…. bus ek baar usse meri hone de.. Teri har murad puri kar dunga”
“Ha yaar saali jab saree pahenke aati hai hospital mai to kya dikhti hai…! Uski lachakti kamar aur gand, tight saree mai mujhe har dam bulati hai ke aao muche chodo… Uski blouse mai se dikhti nangi pith mujhe bulati hai ke aao chumo mujhe… Aur uske..”

Aslam usse bich mai hi rok deta hai
“Bus bus saale… Teri baate sun k to mere loda aur tight ho gaya..pata nahi kal tak kaise ruk paunga.. Abhi to puri raat nikalni hai”
“Kya ? tu kal hi uske pass jane wala hai? Benchod… Ab to mera loda bhi pata nahi kab tak sambhal payega… Yaar jaldi se kuch karna, mujhse aab intejaar nahi hoga”
“Intezaar to mujhse bhi nahi hoga.. Par kya kare? Mujhe uska rape nahi karna hai…Wo to mai kabhi bhi kar sakta hu…Usko dhire dhire khud chudne par majboor karna hai.. Itna ki wo mere lode ke bina reh hi na sake.. “

“Tu jo bhi kar.. Par aab mujhe jo ummed dikh rahi hai us PARIO ke Khandan ko chodne ka usse todna mat. Waise saale tune bhi kya ghar chuna hai apne lode ki khushi ke liye?? Teen teen pariya ek hi ghar mai kaha milegi?”

“Pari O ka Khandan? Teen Pariya ?” Aslam ka matha ekdam se thanka… (Pura khandan pario ka matlab kya hai? )
Aslam ko waise kuwarepan wali baat pe yakeen to nahi tha.. wo janta tha k aaj kal k jawan ladke ladkiyo k liye sex koi badi cheej nahi hai.. Par usse isse koi fark nahi padta tha…Kuwari ho ya Chudi huyi.. Usse Aslam ke musal se chudte waqt usse esa hi lagna hai jaise wo pehli baar chud rahi hogi.. Aur Aslam ko aisa lagega jaise wo kisi kuwari chut ko hi chod raha ho.. Aur ye baat to hamari shadishuda Kamya par bhi lagu hoti hai..
Aslam ke liye yahi jyada uttejak tha ki usse do pariya mil sakti hai jo ek se badh kar ek hogi… unmai se ek kamseen bhi hogi… Aur haaa…. ek aur bhi hai..

“Aur tisri ?”
“Wo us chutiye Dr.Sammer ki choti behan hai….Kya sexy maal hai..? Kya figure hai saali ka? Haye!! Saale.. agar tino mai se koi ek agar mujhe deni ho to ye wali hi mujhe dena… Saali pichar ki heroine se kam nahi hai…Ek dam deepika ke mafik, lambi aur sexy. Aur jab chote chote kapde pehan kar chalti hai to kya bijliya girati hai.. Aha.. “

“Abe tujhe such mai pata nahi kya? Mujhe to laga tune use phasane ka plan ye jan ke hi banaya hoga”
“Kon si baat.. Jara khul ke bata, ab aur intejar nahi hota.. Saale ab agar tu nahi bola to teri gand mar lunga”

Aslam ab bahot curious ho chuka tha….3 khubsoorat ladkiyo k bareme sun ke uss ka dimag kaam nahi kar raha tha.. Aur ab baat janne ka intejar wo nahi karna chah raha tha… Iss liye wo gussa bhi ho raha tha.

“Abe saale ye Kamya to us khandan ki ek hi pari hai…. Esi do aur pariya hai.. Wo bhi ek dam kacchi kali.. Ek dam Kamya ke takkar ki”
Aslam ka loda do aur ladkiyo ke bare mai sun ke kuch jyada hi tight ho gaya tha.. itna ki woh ab dard karne laga tha…
“Do aur.?? Saale aur bata.? ”
“Abe iss kamya ki ek chooti behan bhi hai.. wo bhi kuch docteri ka hi padh rahi hai.. sali Kamya ka hi zerox hai, wo be kam umar wali.. Jab Kamya apni jawani mai kadam rakh rahi thi to kaisi lagti thi ye soch.. Ye bilkul waisi lagti hai…Benchod agar chudai mai Kamya kuwari kesi lagi hogi ye janna ho to iss choti randi Preeti ko chodna to banta hai”
“Aur tujhe kaise pata wo kuwari hi hogi?”
Aslam aur bhi jankari juta lena chah raha tha..

“Are bahot sidhi ladki hai… Mai janta hu.. Usko 2-3 baar mai hi dr Sameer ki gaadi mai kisi ghar ya bahar kai jagaho par chodne gaya hu… Kabhi baat karne ki himmat nahi hui par itna pakka hai wo bahot sidhi ladki hai… Chudai karna to chod usne chudai ke bare mai suna bhi nahi hoga”

Aslam ka ab khud par kaboo nahi tha.. Uska loda ek dam tight ho chuka tha… Wo lungi ke upar se hi apne lode ko masalte masalte apne age ke Plan ke bareme sochne lagta thai..Par Aslam Excitement mai bhi apne hosh nahi khota tha…
Do kamsin kalio ko chod pane ki soch itni exciting thi ki wo kuch aur soch nahi paa raha tha, wo bhi tab jab usne Kamya ki khubsoorti ko apni najar se dekha tha… Par in sab ke saath saath wo ye bhi janta tha ke ye saab tab hi mumkin hai jab Kamya uski Randi ban jayegi… Agar ek baar Kamya uski ho gai to uski madad se inn dono bulbulo ko bhi apne niche sulana koi badi baat nahi hogi..

“Usman..Sun.. kya ye Dr. Kamya tujhe janti hai?”
“Ha bahot acchi tarah se..”
Usman k chehre par ek prashnarth tha.
“To sun mujhe teri ek madad chahiye, kal tujhe mera ek kaam karna hoga”
“Yaar kal dopahar ko to mai ek hafte ke liye bahar ja raha hu…”
“Abe mujhe jo kaam hai wo savere pura ho jayega… Chota sa kaam hai, kar de”
Aslam Usman ko convince karta hai
“Chal thik hai..Bata?”
Aur Aslam Usman ko apne agle plan ke bare mai samjha deta hai…

Kamya ko Randi banane ka plan apne agle charan mai tha.. Aur iss plan mai sari cheeje Aslam ke hisab se ja rahi thi….
Kamya ka dimag bhi ek tarah se Aslam ki madad hi kar raha tha ..
Aur ab usse Kamya jis pe bharosa karti thi waisa ek khud ke bharose ka aadmi mil gaya tha.. Jisse wo ye baate bina hichkichat ke share kar sakta tha…
Pata nahi Kamya aur uske PARIO ke KHANDAN ka kya hoga???

Chapter 14
Savere 7 baje jab Alarm baja tab Kamya ki aankhe khuli.. Kamya ka uthne ka man to nahi tha par uthna pada.. Uthte hi uski najare raat ke utare huye apne gile kapdo par padi aur use raat ka pura wakya yaad aa gaya. Uske badan se ek tez jurjhuri si pass ho gai..Aslam usse chod raha hai ye soch ke usse apni choot me ek gudgudi si mehsoos hui..
Kamya ko ye exciting lag raha tha par wo yeh nahi soch rahi thi ki iss ehsaas se wo Aslam ka kaam asaan aur khud ka kaam mushkil bana rahi thi…

Wo uthkar apne harroz ke kamo ko anjam dene lagti hai aur apne clinic ke liye taiyar hoti hai.
Aaj Kamya ne Clinic jane ke liye ek blue color ki saree choose ki jiske sath ek blue color ka backless blouse bhi tha.. Iss outfit mai wo bahot sexy lag rahi thi..

Office se nikalte waqt usse yaad ata hai ki usse Mechanic ko bhi phone karna hai… Uski gadi abhi bhi raste mai padi hui hai..
Wo apni dairy se Mechanic ka number dhundti hai aur usse call karti hai
– “Hello. Rafiq garage?”
– “Ha ji, kon bol raha hai?”
– “Ji mai Dr. Sameer ke ghar se unki wife bol rahi hu.. Aap unko jante hi honge?”
– “Ha ha.. Wo to hamare regular customer hai… Kahiye kya kaam tha ?”
– “Ji wo kaal sheher se bahar gai thi to wapas aate waqt meri gadi kharab ho gai thi…

Maine usse raste mai hi chod diya hai. Kya aap usse thik kar ke wapis la sakte hai?”
– “Ha ha kyn nahi… Kaha chodi thi aapne gadi?”
Kamya usse jaga bata deti hai aur gadi ki pehchan bhi bata deti hai

– “To madam mai chabi lene kaha avu?”
– ” Abhi to mai nikal rahi hu.. to aap ek kaam kare mere clinic par aa jay”

Kamya usse apne clinic ka pata bhi bata deti hai

– “Are aap ka Clinic to mujhe kafi ulta padega..”
– “Please adjust kar lijiye.. Apke travelling ka kharcha mai de dungi”
– “Nahi madamji uski koi jharoorat nahi hai.. mai pohach jaunga”
– “Waise aap kon bol rahe hai?”
– “Ji mai Rafiq, iss garage ka malik bol raha hu”
– “Ok thik hai.. aap reception pe apna naam batana mai apni gadi ki chabi apko bhijwa dungi”
– “Thik hai”
– “Thankyou bhaisaab”
– “Koi baat nahi madamji.. ye to hamara roz ka kaam hai”

Kamya ke paas do gadi thi ek uski khud ki aur ek Dr Sameer ki. Ab Dr. Sameer to tha nahi to Kamya uski gaadi lekar Clinic ke liye nikal padti hai. Aaj Kamya ko trafic kuch jarorat se jyada hi lag raha tha.. Uska dimag reh reh kar Aslam ki baato ko yaad kar raha tha…Kuch excitement ki feeling ho rahi thi usse, par wo iss baat ko age sochna nahi chah rahi thi.

Kamya ke clinic mai staff jyada nahi tha…
Ek receptionist thi Priya, aur ek compounder kam watchman tha Babu.

Aaj clinic mai koi patient nahi aya tha.. Kamya apne clinic ke regular kaam kar rahi thi.
Uske haat mai ek patient ki report ati hai jo usse Sameer ne di thi study karne ke liye. Sameer ek surgeon tha, aur ye patient uske yahan atmahatya ki koshish kar ke aya tha… Sameer ko uska case thoda mental wala laga tha to usne apni wife ko study karne ke liye diya tha…Aaj usse moka mila tha usse study karne ka..
Wo report us patient ki mental case history thi, jo kisi aur docter se nikalwai hui thi.
Par jab sameer uska illaj kar raha tha to ussne wo report study ke liye li thi.
Us patient ko bahot gusse ki bimari thi, kyon ki bachpan se hi wo bade dukh ke sath bada huva tha. Usne apna gussa apne andar daba rakha tha jo age jake uski bimari ban gai.. jo
kahi bhi phoot padti thi. Bachpan se ussne bahot kuch khoya tha, aur jab usse wo chije nahi milti thi to wo depression me chala jata tha aur suicide ki koshish karne lagta tha.. ye uski tisri koshish thi. ( Iss patient ki jyada jankari ki kahani mai jaroori nahi hai… )

Iss Patient ko study karte karte Kamya ko Aslam ki bimari dhyaan me aa jati hai..
Kamya bahot jaldi influence ho jati thi aur apni rai us influence k base par hi bana leti thi.. Kamya ne Aslam k gusse ki vajah bhi yahi sochi.. (Shayad ussne bhi apna kuch khoya hai… Jisse wo itna jangli jaisa behave karta hai.. Ha shayad yahi baat hogi)
Usse Aslam se ekdam se hamdardi hone lagti hai.. Wo man he maan me decide karti hai ke wo aslam ko iss depression se bahar lakar hi rahegi… Wo uski halat Sameer ke patient jaisi nahi hone de gi.. Jisse shayad sahi illaj milta to wo suicide attempt na karta.. (Mujhe Aslam ko kisi bhi tarah se bachana hai)

Tabhi Kamya ka Intercomm bajta hai. wo Phone uthati hai
– “Mam apse milne koi aya hai.. kehta hai bahot jaroori hai, aur aap usse janti hai”
Kamya ko laga Garage se hi koi aya hoga..
– “Ha shayad wo Garage se aya hoga.. ek kaam karo Babu ko bolo mere car ki chabi usse de de.. Car park karene ke baad chabi uske hi paas hai”

Itna kehkar Kamya phone rakh deti hai

Kareb 1-2 min k baad Intercom phir se bajta hai
– ” Maam wo garage se nahi aya, usse koi aur baat karni hai”
– ” Koi aur baat??? Kon ho sakta hai?”

Thoda sochne ke baad Kamya usse ander bulane ki sochti hai

– ” THik hai usse ander bhej do”
Next part : http://interfaithxxx.com/aslam-ki-randi-dr-kamya-part-2

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