Hi friends, apne ab taka mere Sperm donor banne ka safar ke bare me jana hai, ab aage..
Fir maine apne lund ko tissue paper se saaf kiya aur use dustbin me use fenk diya. Uske baad main bahar aa gya, aur ab lund ka pani nikalne ke baad ab mera confidence thoda jyada ho gya tha.
Main nurse ko wo shishi de di aur main whan se aa gya. Whan se aane ke bad ab mere man me 100 tarah se khayal aa rhe the. Main soch rha tha, ki ab aage kya hone wala hai, agar unki taraf se positive response nhi aaya toh fir kya hoga.
Agar aisa hua toh kya main papa nhi ban paunga? Agar mujhe HIV ya koi aur bimari hui toh fir kya hoga? Ye sab soch kar meri nind udd hui thi, itna dar toh mujhe kabhi apne board exam ke dino me bhi nhi laga tha jitna mujhe ab lag rha tha.
Main nurse ko wo shishi de di aur main whan se aa gya. Whan se aane ke bad ab mere man me 100 tarah se khayal aa rhe the. Main soch rha tha, ki ab aage kya hone wala hai, agar unki taraf se positive response nhi aaya toh fir kya hoga.
Agar aisa hua toh kya main papa nhi ban paunga? Agar mujhe HIV ya koi aur bimari hui toh fir kya hoga? Ye sab soch kar meri nind udd hui thi, itna dar toh mujhe kabhi apne board exam ke dino me bhi nhi laga tha jitna mujhe ab lag rha tha.
Teen dino ke baad akhir unka call aaya, aur unhone mujhe aane ki agli date di. Ab mujhe thoda vishwas hua, ki jo main soch rha tha wesa kuch nhi hoga.
Par sath me ab ek dusri chinta mujhe ye bhi satane lagi thi, ki agar sab kuch thik raha aur main ek Sprem donor ban gya. Toh itni badi baat main ghar walo se kese chipaya jayega.
Kya unse ye baat chipayi ja skati thi, mere pita ji sarkari nokari me the. Mera pura pariwar Delhi ke Jamiya shaher me reh gya tha, aur pass me hi mere college ke dost bhi whan rehte the.
Agar mujhe chikh bhi aati thi, tabhi mere gharwalo ko pata lag jata tha. Fir ye Sprem donor banne ka itna bada sach chupana mere liye ek bahot badi chunoti thi.
Maine apne dost se is bare me baat kari, usne mujhe aur baki dosto se milaya. Unhone do ya teen baar mujhe ye baat samjhayi, aur uske baad ek lambi baat chit chali.
Akhirkar mujhe yakin ho gya, ki ye saari baat confidentional rahegi kisiki ko kuch pata nhi chalne wala hai.
Fir wo din bhi aa gya, jis din mujhe pehli baar apna collection sample dene ke liye jana tha. Us din main aise tyari me lag gya tha, jese koi sena ka jawan kisi mission par ho.
Mere college ke dosto ne pehli hi meri help kari, aur fir main sidha Sprem bank me pahuch gya. Whan par pahucha toh us din mujhe itna dar nhi laga.
Mere test ho chuke the, aur mere liye ab aage ki sari line clear thi. Us din main apna pehle Sprem collection diya, aur uske kuch din baad maine ek Sprem donor jiske pass offical card bhi hai wo ban gya tha.
Main ab on call Sprem donor ban gya tha, ab main apne dosto ke bich bahot acha feel kar rha tha. Ab meri is safar ki shuruwat ho chuki thi, ab mujhe time to time call aane lag gyi.
Jese hi mujhe call aati toh main tabhi Sprem donate karne chala jata. Dheere dheere time ke baas mujhe us Sprem bank ke us thande room, un nangi magzine aur nude ladkiyo ki photos se ache se jaan pehchan ho chuki thi.
Ab dheere dheere mujhe is sab ki adat ho gyi thi, ab mujh koi dar nhi tha aur na hi koi pareshani thi. Ab toh aram se sab kuch ho rha tha, aur aise ek din main whan par gya toh whan mujhe reception par ek ladka baitha hua dikha.
Uski halat same wesi thi, jese meri pehle din thi. Uske mathe par paseena aur chehre par bechani thi. Maine usko dekha toh wo bechara mujhse najaren chuarane lag gya.
Par main is jungle ka raja tha, toh main apna seena chhoda karke whan chal rha tha. Main ab whan ka purana khiladi ban chuka tha, maine apni ankhon par chasma pehna hua tha.
Maine apne mathe par head band bhi lagya hua tha, jisse mera matha adha dhaka hua tha. Aise mujhe ek baar dekh kar koi mujhe pehchan nhi skata tha.
Wese baki ladke bhi yahan par apni pehchan chipa kar hi aate the. Dheere dheere mujhe pata chal gya ki aisa kaam karne se wala main hi ek banda nhi hun.
Jab tak hum kisi chij me ache se ghuste nhi hai, tab tak aisa lagta hai ki hum kuch alag hi kar rhe hai. Par fir pata chalta hai, ki is duniya me hum hi akele nhi hai yahan toh sab hi wo hi kar rhe hai.
Main apni pocket money ke liye Sprem donor ban chuka tha, par mere ghar walo ko kabhi maine is baat ki bhanak nhi lagane di. Bahot bar koshish kari ki main unhe is bare me bta dun.
Ki main aise kaam karta hun, par fir sochta tha ki unka kya reaction hoga. Mere hum umar ke dost bhi fir mera majak udate the.
Toh fir main apne gharwalo se kya umeed karta, isiliye maine ye raaj apne ander hi dabaye rkha.
Ek din ek dost ne mujhe ye bhi keh diya, ki hum khud dusro ko auaolad de rhe ho par jab tumhe ki auolad karni hogi toh tum uske kabil nhi rahoge.
Uski is baat se main kafi der tak sun rha, ab main uski baat ko kafi gehrai se soch rha tha. Kafi dino tak main iske bare me sochta rha, ab main is bare me internet par padhne lag gya.
Maine kafi dino tak is bare me padha, par fir kuch dino baad main apne kaam par lag gya. Shuru ke dino me toh main har week whan jata tha.
Is bich maine sharab, aur cigrate vegra ka use karna ek dam band kar rkha tha. Kyoki mujhe doctor ne kha tha, ki isse mere Sprem count me dikat ho skti hai.
Jab mera ye safar shuru hua, toh maine piche mud kar nhi dekha. Uske baad se mujhe couples ke liye phone aane lag gye. Ab main sirf kuch thode se paiso ke liye nhi balki kisi danpati ko khushi dene ke liye jata tha.
Mujhe aisa karke ander se kafi khushi milti thi. Mujhe nhi pata tha ki mera ye faisla sahi hai ya galat hai. Par ab mujhe koi pachatwa nhi hai.
College ke doran maine apna Sprem donate karna jari rkha. Uske baad college ke khatam ho gya. Mujhe ek bank me job mil gyi, aur saal bhar pehle hi meri shadi bhi ho gyi.
Abhi bhi main apna Sprem donate karta hun, wese ab maine ye kafi kam kar diya hai. Par main ye karta jarur hun, meri wife ko mere is baar ke bare me kuch nhi pata hai.
Kyoki mujhe use ye sab batane me kafi dar lagta hai, ki agar usko ye baat pata lag gyi toh kahin wo mujhse mera ye rishta na tood le.
Isliye main ye sab chupke chupke karta tha. Jab bhi kisi couple ke phone aata tha, toh main mana nhi kar pata hun. Jo Sprem donor ka number mujhe aaj se 5 saal pehle mila tha, aaj wo hi meri pechan ban chuka tha.
Pehle main apni ek dairy bhi likhta tha. Par time ke sath sath meri jimedari badh gyi aur likhne ke kaam piche chhut gya. Fir maine Delhi sahaher ko chhod diya, aur meri dairy bhi whain kahin par chhutt gyi.
Meri wo dairy khan hai, mujhe khud pata nhi hai. Par jab bhi main palo ko yaad karta hun toh sochne lagta hun ki 150 se bhi jyada baar maine apna Sprem donote kar chuka hum.
Toh kam se kam main 60-70 bacho ka baap toh ban hi chuka hoga. Ye soch kar mere chehere par muskan aa jati thi, ki un sab bacho me meri koi na koi ek adat jarur hogi.
Main apne office me computer ke samne baith kar scohta hun.. Ki main ek baap nhi balki bahot sare bacho ka baap hun. Jinko main janta tak nhi hun, aur shayad kabhi jaan bhi nhi paunga.
Pata nhi wo bache mujhse kabhi mil payegen ya nhi. Khair dosto aapko mera ye safar kesa laga please mujhe apne comment secetion me jarur batana.