Mummy ne utara ehsaan-1

Kahani ke samay meri age 18 thi, papa ki age 42 thi, aur mummy ki age 40 thi. Papa kaale the, mummy na gori na kaali, saawle rang ki thi. Aur main mummy ke rang pe tha saawla.

Mummy saawli thi, magar unka figure aur chehra bahut mast tha. Mummy ka chehra sundar tha, aur body bilkul mast. Bade chuche, gol gaand, aur kamar bhi mast thi. Jaise Bihar ki married aurat saree mein rehti hai, maa bhi saree pehanti thi.

Papa meri padhayi ko lekar bahut chintit the. Wo mujhe kuch banana chaahte the. Magar paise zyada nahi kama paate the. Mummy ki bhi zaroorat zyada nahi poori ho paati thi, warna mummy ache se saj sawar ke rahe to bahut mast lagegi.

Baat 3 saal pehle ki hai. Hamare pados mein ek nayi family rehne aayi thi. Dono padhe likhe the. Uncle ka naam tha Asif Khan, age kareeb 40 hogi, aur unki patni Zainab Khan age kareeb 38 hogi. Bas 2 log the. Uncle ka transfer hua tha Patna mein. Sarkaari bank job thi unki.

Zainab aunty mujhe bahut pasand karti thi. Mujhe apne bete jaisa maanti thi. Mere kaaran mummy se unki dosti hui, aur tab se aunty mere ghar aati-jati rehti thi. Main unhe bahut masoom lagta tha.

Mummy aur aunty mein achi dosti ban gayi thi. Dono papa ke aane tak ek sath rehte. Fir ek din dono baatein kar rahe the-

Mummy: Tu bahut lucky hai Zainab. Tera pati acha kaam karta hai. Tum dono gore sundar bhi ho. Achi life hai, warna mera to ghar inke paison se poora nahi chalta. Pata nahi kaise Rinku ki parvarish hogi?

Aunty: Arre tu zyada lucky hai, har cheez handsome pati aur paisa nahi hota. Jo tere paas hai, wo mere paas nahi hai.

Mummy: Mere paas? Kya hai mere paas?

Aunty: Bachha hai, jo kisi bhi pati-patni ke ghar mein khushi laa deta hai.

Mummy: Haa, ye to hai. Mera Rinku kitna pyara hai. Tera bhi bachha ho jayega, chinta kyun?

Aunty: Isi ki to tension hai. Shaadi ke 15 saal ho gaye, dua taveez, doctor, mazaar, sab jagah gayi. Kuch nahi hua. Doctor bhi keh diye kab hoga kuch keh nahi sakte.

Mummy: Acha, ho jayega aaj nahi to kal.

Aunty: Meri age abhi 38 hai. Ab aur kitna late hoga mujhe ab deri nahi karni.

Mummy: Acha to god lele bachha.

Aunty: Arre nahi, apna bachha to apna hi hota hai.

Mummy: Haa ye sahi kaha. Acha ek baat sun na. Tera pati acha kaam karte hai. Mere pati ke liye kuch acha kaam laga na, jisse paisa aur ho, ghar mein pareshani hoti hai.

Aunty: Baat karungi unse. Acha chalti hu, unke aane ka time ho gaya hai.

Mummy: Haa theek hai. Tera sahi hai, pati 6 baje tak aa jaate hai, uske baad poora samay unke sath. Meri to kismat kharaab hai. Pati din bhar auto chalate hai. Ghar mein sirf raat ko sone aate hai. Sahi hai tera.

Fir aunty chali jati hai, aur aise hi din nikal rahe the. Tabhi kuch maheene baad uncle papa ke liye ek achi job laye. Asif uncle ghar aaye hamare aunty ke sath.

Uncle: Vinod bhai, aapke liye ek acha job hai. Bas India ke baahar jana hoga, Dubai.

Papa: Dubai! Ye to bahut door hai. Waise job kya hai? Aur paisa kitna hai?

Uncle: Ji mera ek dost hai. Waha business karta hai. Uske business partner Sheikh ko koi driver chahiye. Bachho ko school pahuchana-laana, aur ghar ka kaam karna hai. Kaam zyada hai, magar paisa bhi acha hai. India ke hisab se 40000 dega, aur rehna-khaana bhi dega.

Papa: Kya! 40000! Aur rehna khaana free. Bahut acha hai.

Uncle: Haa acha job hai, bas 3 saal ka contract hai. Uske baad agar aap chaahe to Dubai mein kuch aur kaam dekh sakte hai, ya wapas India.

Papa: Acha tab sahi hai. Magar isse kitna faida hoga?

Uncle: Faida bahut hai. Aap yaha musqil se kitna kama lete hai?

Papa: Poora din auto chala ke 15000-17000 hota hai bas.

Uncle: Boliye, aur waha isse zyada save kar lenge. 40000 mein agar 15000 ghar bhejenge, apne liye 5000 kharch hoga, tabhi 20000 save hoga. Har maheene 20000 save matlab year ka 2.5 lakh ke upar, aur 3 saal mein 8 lakh tak hoga. Isse aap wapas India mein koi chhota business khol sakte hai.

Papa: Arre haa, ye sahi kaha aapne. Sahi job hai. Par mere jaane se Seema aur Rinku ka kya hoga?

Uncle: Arre hum kab kaam aayenge. Aur bas 3 saal ki to baat hai. Uske baad aapka ghar khush rahega.

Papa: Haa sahi keh rahe hai. Aapka shukriya jo aisa job dilaye.

Fir uncle ne papa ka passport aur har kaagaz bana diya, aur unko Dubai bhej diya. Mummy khush bhi thi, aur thodi chinta bhi thi unko. Papa ke bina ghar sambhaalna musqil tha. Papa ek din Dubai ke liye nikal gaye. Wo ab har maheene paise bhej dete the.

Ab ghar ka sab kaam ho jata tha. Pehle 15000 mein papa ko kuch saving karna hota tha. Ab poore 15000 mein mera aur mummy ka ache se ho jata tha. Mummy khush thi.

Mummy (phone mein baat karte hue): Zainab behan, tera aur Asif bhaiya ka bahut shukriya. Itni badi madad ki aap logon ne. Agar kabhi main tere kaam aa saku, to zaroor batana.

Aunty: Arre shukriya ki kya baat hai? Tu meri dost hai. Ab dost dost ke hi to kaam aata hai.

Mummy: Haa sahi, bhagwan kare ye dosti hamesha bani rahe.

Papa ke gaye 6 maheene ho gaye the. Ab mummy ko ghar ka  aur baahar dono ka kaam karna padta, jisse wo zyada busy rehti. Mummy mujhe aunty ke ghar rakh kar shaam ko bazaar jati. Aunty mujhe bahut pasand karti thi. Unka koi bachha nahi tha, isliye pyar aata tha unko mere par.

Ek din main unke ghar mein khelte-khelte so gaya, aur jab kuch der baad neend khuli, to dekha uncle aunty baatein kar rahe the. Main chupke se baatein sunne laga.

Aunty: Dekhiye Rinku ko, kitna pyara lag raha hai. Meri kismat mein kab aisa din aayega? Kab bachha hoga?

Uncle: Aayega ek din, chinta mat karo.

Aunty: Sab kuch try karke dekh liya. Ab zyada late karna sahi nahi hai. Meri aur aapka age 40 ke kareeb hai. Ab aur late kiya, to bachha hamara 25 hote hi hum buddhe ho jayenge.

Uncle: To hum adopt kar lete hai.

Aunty: Nahi, adopt aur khud ka hone mein farak hai.

Uncle: Ab khud ka kaise hoga? Itne saal to try kiya.

Aunty: Khud ka kyun nahi ho sakta? Main maa nahi ban sakti magar aap baap ban sakte hai.

Uncle: Main samjha nahi.

Aunty: Matlab aap kisi aur ke sath bachha paida kar sakte hai. Aapka hi khoon hoga.

Uncle: Kya? Tumhe koi aitraaz nahi hoga? Aur kon karega aisa?

Aunty: Nahi mujhe koi aitraaz nahi. Ab main maa nahi ban sakti, aap kisi aur ko to bana sakte hai. Aapka hi khoon hoga. Fir wo bachha hamara hoga.

Uncle: Acha ye sab to theek hai, magar kon hoga?

Aunty: Meri nazar mein hai koi aurat, Seema baji, Vinod bhaiya ki biwi.

Aunty ne jaise hi mummy ka naam liya, main chaunk gaya ki kya chal raha tha.

Uncle: Kya! Kya bol rahi ho? Wo ek shareef aurat hai, aur uska pati bhi nahi hai. Agar pata chala to kya sochenge? Usse nahi, hum baahar kisi aur ko paisa dekar karwa lenge.

Aunty: Baahar waliyan badi gandi hoti hai. Main nahi chaahti hamara bachha gandi nasal ka ho. Seema baji achi aur sundar aurat hai. Unka bachha sundar hoga, aur acha

bhi.

Uncle: Magar wo maanengi?

Aunty: Musqil hai, magar maan jayengi. Uska pati 6 maheeno se baahar hai, aakhir wo bhi to ek aurat hai. Kab tak bina mard ke reh payengi? Jism ki bhook to use bhi hogi, aur maine suna tha use. Wo aapko handsome keh rahi thi. Matlab kahi na kahi wo aapko pasand karti hai. Aur sabse badi baat, usne mujhse kaha tha, tu dost hai, jab zaroorat lage to kuch bhi maang lena. Ab waqt hai usse maangne ka.

Uncle: Dekho, main sab tumhare upar chhodh deta hu. Maane ya na maane mujhe to bas pelna hai use agar maan gayi to.

Aunty: Haa sirf bachha hone tak maza karne doongi. Uske baad muh bhi nahi maarna us par. Soch lo, sirf majboori mein main allow kar rahi hu. Isko hamesha ke liye mat soch lena.

Uncle: Arre haa meri begum, bas bachhe tak pelunga. Ab tum use bas mana lo.

Iske aage ki kahani aapko agle part mein padhne ko milegi.

Agla bhaag padhe:- Mummy ne utara ehsaan-2