Wo 21 din-7

Itna keh kar wo jaane lage, aur baahar jaane ke liye door tak pahunche hi the ki maine unko awaaz di.

Me: Abbu!

Wo peeche mude.

Abbu: Haa bahu bolo

Me: Abbu aapne mujhe itni izzat aur pyar diya hai. Uske liye main…

Abbu: Haa bahu, bolo kya kehna chaahti ho?

Me: Main aapke gale lag kar thanks karna chaahti hu.

Meri baat sun kar sasur ji muskuraye aur kaha: Ek request hai meri, agar tum maano to.

Me: Ji abbu kahiye?

Abbu: Tum mujhse gale lag kar thanks karna chaahti ho. Magar gale lagne ke baad jab tak main tumko khud alag na karu, mujhse alag mat hona.

Maine unki ye baat sun kar apna sar jhuka liya.

Abbu: Maaf karna bahu, shayad tumhe acha nahi laga.

Me: Nahi abbu, aisi baat nahi hai.

Abbu: To fir tumne khamoshi se sar kyun jhuka liya?

Me: Abbu aurat ki khamoshi mein uski haa hoti hai.

Ye sunte hi sasur ji ne apni baahein faila di, aur main daud kar unse lipat gayi. Unhone mujhe kass ke apne seene se laga liya. Aaj pehli baar main kisi gair mard ke gale lagi thi, aur wo bhi kisi aise gair mard se, jiske saamne apna shauhar bhi mujhe paraya lag raha tha.

Main sab kuch bhool chuki thi. Sirf mujhe ye maloom tha ki sasur ji ke mazboot aur mardana jism ne mujhe jakad liya tha. Sasur ji meri peeth sehlane lage. Mujhe unki baahon mein duniya bhar ka sukoon mehsoos ho raha tha. Mujhe laga ki main aaj ek aise mard ki baahon mein thi, jiski har aurat tamanna karti hai.

Wo meri peeth ko sehlate rahe,  aur main bhi unse kass kar lipti rahi. Meri peeth par unka pyar se sehlana mujhe bahut khushi de raha tha. Meri aankhen band ho gayi, aur na jaane main kab tak unse lipti rahi. Aise mein mujhe mehsoos hua ki mere sasur ki koi cheez mujhe neeche chubh rahi thi.

Tabhi achanak mobile ki ring baji. Tab maine aankhen kholi, aur unki taraf dekha. To wo muskura rahe the. Maine kaha-

Me: Abbu phone aaya hai.

Unhone kaha: Fir aapka vaada?

Maine kaha: Kya aap hamare vaade ko baad mein continue karna chaahoge?

Abbu: Pakka?

Me: Pakka baba.

Unhone mujhe chhodh diya. Main jab tak mobile uthati phone cut gaya. Fir dobara bell baji. Mere shauhar  ka phone tha.

Me: Haa Adnan.

Adnan: Abbu kaha hai? Wo phone nahi utha rahe.

Maine kaha: Wo apne kamre mein hi honge.

Wo bata rahe the ke corona vaccinations ke liye waha par government camp kar rahi thi. India mein abbu aur main bhi vaccination karwa le. Main unse baat kar rahi thi, tab tak mere sasur room ke baahar nikal gaye. Maine phone band kiya aur bed se utar kar kamre ka door laga diya. Fir bed par let gayi.

Sasur se gale lagne ka ehsaas abhi bhi mere andar maujood tha. Mujhe kuch-kuch ho raha tha, jo aaj tak mujhe nahi hua. Raat ke 2 baj rahe the, aur mujhe neend aa gayi.

Doosre din subah main room se baahar nikli. Sasur ji tv dekh rahe the. Unhone bataya ki meri saas aur shauhar jaise hi flights open hongi, India aa jayenge, aur fir corona ke control hote hi fir jaane ka sochenge.

Maine sun kar theek hai kaha. Din aise hi guzar gaya, aur raat dinner ke baad jab main room mein gayi, to whatsapp check kiya. Sasur ji ne hello likha tha, aur kuch song bheje the.

Me: Hi.

Abbu: Kya kar rahi ho?

Me: Leti hu.

Abbu: Shayad Adnan ki yaad aa rahi hogi.

Me: Nahi aisi baat nahi hai. Lekin aapki baat se lag raha ki aapko ammi ki yaad aa rahi hai.

Abbu: Sach kaha bahu tumne, bahut yaad aa rahi hai tumhari saas ki.

Me: Haa abbu, ammi hai hi itni achi.

Abbu: Wo to hai bahu, magar…

Wo kuch kehte-kehte ruk gaye.

Me: Magar kya abbu?

Abbu: Jaane do bahu, shayad tumko acha na lage.

Me: Arre aap aise kyun bol rahe hai, bataiye na?

Abbu: Tumhari saas ke sath jo milan ke lamhe the, wo yaad aa rahe hai.

Me: Aisi kya khaas baat hai abbu un milan ke lamho ki?

Abbu: Bahut khaas lamhe hote hai wo, jab hamara milan hota hai.

Main aapko bata du ki ek aurat kabhi kisi doosri aurat ki tareef nahi sun sakti. Lekin mere sasur ki romantic baatein kehne ka andaaz itna acha tha ki main sab kuch sunna chaah rahi thi.

Abbu: Bahu tumhari saas hamesha sex karte waqt mera poora sath diya karti thi.

Pehli baar mere sasur ne sex ka word use kiya tha. Sun kar mujhe bahut acha laga.

Abbu: Sorry aapke saamne sex jaisa dirty word use kiya.

Me: Abbu ek baat kahu? Aapke muh se koi baat dirty ya gandi nahi lagti. Aap jo kehna chaahte hai har baat khul kar kahiye.

Abbu: Par bahu.

Me: Par-var kuch nahi, aap mujhe apna samajhte hai na?

Abbu: Tum to apno se bhi zyada apni ho.

Me: To fir aapke jo dil mein hai dil khul kar bataiye.

Abbu: Shukriya bahu, par hamari baat sirf yahi khatam nahi hoti. Hamara milan jab hota, to hum saari duniya aur aas-paas ki har cheez ko bhool jaate the.

Me: Ji fir?

Abbu: Yaha tak ke sex karte hue hum gandi baatein karte, ek-doosre ko gaaliyan tak dete the.

Me: Haye abbu, mujhe to sun ke hi maza aa raha hai. Fir?

Abbu: Pata hai bahu mard ko khush karna har aurat ke bas ki baat nahi hoti. Aur mera experience ye kehta hai ki aurat ko mard ke pyar mein kabhi maa ka roop lena padta hai, kabhi behan ka roop lena padta hai, aur bistar mein randi ka roop lena padta hai.

Me: Uuuffff abbu ji, kya baat kahi aapne! Aurat ka kaam hi hai mard ki har khushi ka khayaal rakhe.

Abbu: Maine jo kaha bahu wo galat to nahi hai na?

Me: Nahi abbu, aapne bilkul sahi kaha hai.

Sasur ji ki aise baatein sun kar mere badan mein hulchal hone lagi. Poore jism mein ajeeb si sansani paida ho gayi.

Abbu: Pata hai bahu, jab mard aur aurat ek-doosre ke jism se khelte hai, aur body ke private parts ka naam lekar sex karte hai. To milan ka maza bahut badh jata hai.

Iske aage ki kahani agle part mein.

Agla bhaag padhe:- Wo 21 din-8