Khaandani Randiyaan – Part 12

Jab meri aankh khuli toh subah ho chuki thi. Aur main abhi bhi nangi haalat mein wahin hall ke mattress pe padi thi. Mere badan pe admiyon ka chhoda hua pani ab tak sookh chuka tha. Aur usse mere badan pe safed nishaan pad chuke the. Maine thodi taakat juta ke apne badan ko uthaya. Aur wahin baith gayi.

Meri choot mein abhi bhi kal ki chudayi ki wajah se thoda dard ho raha tha. Maine fir aas paas se apne kapde uthaaye aur unhein pehenne lagi. Peeche se mujhe ek aawaz aayi, “Babyji aap naashte mein kya kaayeingi?” Mujhe jhatka laga kyunki ye aawaz kisi aadmi ki nahin thi, balki ek aurat ki thi.

Toh maine kisi tarah jaldi se apne badan ko dhaankte hue peeche dekha. Maine dekha ki wahan ek aurat khadi hui thi. Aur woh iss samay bagal ki table pe chai rakh ke khadi meri taraf dekh rahi thi. Uske muh par koi bhi muskaan nahin thi. Jaise ki ye uske liye kaafi aam baat thi.

Usne fir poocha, “Babyji aapke liye kya banaa du? Aap andaa khaati hain?”

Toh maine usse apna sir haan mein hilaate hue bola, “Haan. Andaa theek rahega bread ke sath.”

Ye sunkar woh mud ke wahan se kitchen ki taraf jane lagi. Aur jate jate boli, “Babyji maine table pe adrak wali chai rakh di hai. Agar aapka man karey toh aap pi lijiyega. Maine guest room ke bathroom mein pani bhi garam karne laga diya tha. Aap naha lijiye main fir aapke liye nashta laga deti hun.”

Fir woh wahan se chali gayi. Main samajh nahin paa rahi thi ki ye aurat kaun hai. Aur fir maine apne kapde pehenne wapas jari kar diye. Kuch hi der mein maine apne saare kapde pehen liye. Main jaakar apne cup mein chai nikaali aur peene lagi. Chai sach mein bahut hi achchhi bani thi.

Mere gale mein woh kaafi sukoon de rahi thi. Khaskar ki tab jab mere muh ka logon ne kaafi istemal kiya tha. Main chai peete peete thodi der TV dekhne ke baad wahan se uthi. Aur uss aurat se guest room ke baare mein poochi. Usne mujhe wahan se rasta bataya.  Aur fir main room ki taraf nahaane ke liye chal di.

Kamre mein pahunchi toh wahan bistar pe ek bathrobe mere liye bade hi pyaar se iron kar ke rakha hua tha. Aur sath hi mein thodi creams aur perfume bhi rakhe the. Main ye dekh ke thodi khush ho gayi. Kyunki aaj tak itne mehenge perfume aur creams maine sirf phone mein websites mein hi dekhe the.

Aur main kisi tarah woh khareedne ke kaabil hona chahti thi. Main fir wahan se nahaane chali gayi. Paani ke beech khade hokar main sabun se mere badan pe se sokhe hue maal ko hataa ke saaf kar rahi thi. Maine dheere dheere apne badan ko sabun se saaf kiya.

Poora bathroom uss sabun ki sugandh se mehek raha tha. Main thodi der wahi aise nahaati rahi aur fir apne badan ko pochti hui baahar aayi. Maine dekha ki bistar pe ek tray mein kuch khaana rakha tha. Aur sath hi mein ek garam chai bhi rakhi thi.

Maine idhar udhar dekha ki shayad ye kisi aur ke liye layi gayi ho. Par wahan koi aur nahin tha. Maine bahar jaakar kitchen mein kam kar rahi ladki se poocha, “Ye mere kamre mein chai nashta kiska rakha hai?”

Woh boli, “Babyji aapke liye hi hai. Aap ko kuch aur chahiye ho toh mujhe bata dijiye main banaa deti hu jane ke pehle.”

Maine fir sir naa mein hila diya aur wapas kamre mein chali gayi. Fir bathrobe hata kar main chai nashta karte hue bahar ki garden mein chali gayi. Wahan ek jhoola tha. Ussi pe baith main iss aalishaan rehen sehen ke baare mein sochne lagi.

Mujhe pata tha ki mujhe aisi daulat shohrat wali zindagi hi chahiye thi bachpan se. Jaise har ladki ko chahiye hota hai. Par aaj tak na hi main aisa rutba paa saki. Aur naa hi mere kisi bhi samay ke boyfriends ka aisa rutba tha. Main man hi man khush ho rahi thi ki kaash main iss ghar ki maalkin hoti toh kitne aisho aaram se rehti.

Thodi der mein maine dekha toh woh kam karne wali ladki garden ke paas wale raste se bangle se bahar chali gayi. Thodi der main aise hi wahin baithi rahi. Aur apne nange pairon se garden ki ghaas se khelti rahi. Fir main wapas ghar ke andar cup rakhne aa gayi. Jiski chai bahut samay pehle hi khatam ho chuki thi.

Maine dekha toh ab dadaji wahan dining table pe baithe chai peete peete newspaper padh rahe the. Woh naha dho kar ekdum fresh apne bathrobe mein baithe chasma lagaye newspaper padh rahe the. Aaj tak main aise kisi bhi mard ke sath nahin rahi thi jo mere hote hue kisi aur cheez mein dhyan lagaye.

Sare ke sare mard toh sirf mere sath bitaye hue har ek minute ko bistar mein mere jism se khelne mein hi bitana pasand karte the. Par dadaji kuch alag the. Woh aaram se baithe dining table pe apni hi duniya mein magan the. Mujhe thoda alag sa lag raha tha. Par achchha bhi lag raha tha.

Aisa lag raha tha jaise ki mera dil dadaji pe aa raha tha. Toh main ye soch ke man hi man muskura di. Fir cup ko kitchen mein rakh ke main dadaji ke paas chal ke jaane lagi. Main unke pass pahunch hi gayi thi ki achaanak unhone meri taraf dekha. Shayad mere aane ki aahat unhein lag gayi thi.

Unhone mujhe dekh muskuraate hue bola, “Fresh ho gayi beti?”

Maine haan mein sir hila diya. Aur main ab unke paas pahunch chuki thi. Toh main ek kursi khiska ke wahin baith gayi. Fir unhone ne paper band karte hue meri taraf dekh ke poocha, “Aur kal ki thakaan gayi nahaane ke baad? Ya abhi bhi thaki hui hai?”

Main boli, “Thakan toh utarr gayi. Waise unn tohfon ke liye thank you.”

Toh ispe unhone mera haath thamte hue kaha, “Aey isme thank you ki kya baat hai beta. Itna toh chalta hi rehta hai. Mere sath rehte hue main kisi bhi aisho aaram ki pareshaani nahin hone deta”

Fir hum dono ek doosre ko dekh ke muskura diye.