Khufiya Agent Soniya Thakur – Part 1

Written by Soniya

Hello friends, mera naam Soniya hai aur main kaha se hoon filhaal woh nahi bata sakti. Aksar ISS mein kahaniya padhti hoon aur chahti thi ki kabhi khudse bhi kuch likhoon jo doosre padhe. Mujhe thriller stories aur movies pasand hai to sochi main bhi waisi hi ek mast kahani aap logo ke liye likhoon.

Main apni story Akash Kumar jo Kumar Apartment series ke writer hai unke sath mil kar likh rahi hoon. Meri story unke hi naam se publish hogi kyu ki iski editing aur story line wahi banate hai. Kash aap logo ko bhi meri kahani pasand aaye. Agar aaye to mujhe mere mail [email protected] par bataye.

Meri kahani ki main character Soniya Thakur naam ki undercover secret agent hai. Chaliye zyada khichdi aur aapka dimaag nahi pakaungi, story par seedhe le jaungi.

Dosto ke sath ek acchi Sunday ki shaam ke baad sar dard ke sath subah alarm sunkar uthi. Kal raat thodi pee li thi dosto ke sath to halki hangover bhi thi. Sar par hath rakh main uthi bed se. Aur khidki ke parde hatati hui suraj ki kirano ka maza lene lagi.

Hath baalo se hoti hui seene par pahunchi to dekhi, oops! Main to sirf ek short mein hoon. Koi bhi bahar se dekhe to saaf dikhega ki main aadhi nangi khadi hoon. Khud ko dekh hasti hui apne boobs ko hatho se chupaayi aur aage chalkar apne dressing table ki ayine mein apne aapko niharne lagi.

27 saal, height 5’6″, 34 D ki boobs, 30 ki kamar aur 34 ki hips, kaale ghane baal jo ab sone ke karan bikhre hue the. Maan na maan, main to khudko kaafi sexy samajhti hoon. Apni niple ko halki sahlati hui apne khayalo main khud ki tareefe kar rahi thi ki tabhi phone baji.

Woh ring tone mujhe pata hai. Uff! Mera Chief Officer. Kaash har din Sunday hota. Par nahi, baki duniya ke liye main bhale ek chulbul, shararti ladki Soni hoon (mere dost mujhe pyar se Soni bulate hai). Par mere desh ke liye main Under Cover Secet Agent Soniya Thakur IAS hoon.

Khud ko badhaawa deti hui phone uthai.
Me: Hello Sir.
Pranav Mishra (Mere Chief Officer): Hello Soniya. Good Morning. Abhi abhi uthi ho?

Main: Sir! Aap kaise aise kar lete ho? Kabhi kabhi to lagta hai ki aap mere ghar pe camera laga ke rakhe ho.
Pranav: Ha ha ha! Tajurba bol sakti ho, aur tumhari awaaz.
Main: Hmm! Ok!

Pranav: Jo bhi ho jaldi se ready ho jao aur office pahuncho.
Main: Anything special?
pranav: haan! Don’t be late, bye.

Pranav sir ne call itne mein cut kardi bina kuch bole. Ye tabhi hota hai jab koi khas operation ho. Jab woh kaam ki baat phone pe nahi karte hai. Hum sabhi officers ko ye sikhaya gaya hai ki personal phone par kabhi koi kaam ki baat na kare. Kyu ki jitne hum officers chalaak hai utne hi chalak criminals aur is desh ke dushman bhi hai.

Main turant nahane ghusi aur 1 minute apni choot mein kisi ki yaad mein ungli kar maza lene ke baad baki saare kaam kar nikal kar ready hone lagi. Sky blue shirt, pleated secretary skirt, skirt se matching coat. Tango pe kali rang ki halki pardarshi stocking aur 4 inch high heels pehana.

Aayine mein deck lipstick lagati hui khud ko sabse sexy boli. Fir apni ladies bag mein lipstick, kuch cash paise aur apni service pistol daali. Bag uthayi aur nikal padi apni office. Bahar nikalte hi meri pados ki aunty chhadi ke sahare mere taraf chalti hui mujhe dekh toki.

Madhvi aunty: are Soni beta, itni hadbadi mein kaha?
Madhvi aunty ki umar kuch bhi nahi to 75 ki hogi. Par unhe dekh meri sari tension udd jaati hai. Unhe dekh mujhe meri naani yaad aati hai. Aur aisi koyi ladki nahi jise uski naani pyari na ho.

Main: Office, nahi ek meeting hai client ke sath to thodi jaldi mein hoon.
Madhvi aunty: Theek hai. Us jooti mein aise na bhago moch aa sakti hai, thodi araam se ja, pagal ladki.

Unke har baat pe pyaar tha. Unki muskaan itni pyari. Jab woh mere liye chinta kare bas wahi kaafi hai mujhe ye batane ke liye ki mujhe koi aanch nahi aane wali.

Main: Ha ha ha! Nahi aunty aadat hai mujhe. Bye! Baad mein baat karti hoon.
Main jaldi se lift mein ghusi aur apne liye cab book karne lagi. Cab ke aane se thodi second pahle mujhe ek drop location mobile pe mili. Fir cab aate hi usme baith kar us location par chal di.

Kyu ki main ek undercover agent hoon, main kabhi koi sadharan cab lekar office building mein nahi ja sakti. Theek drop location par main utari aur fir jab tak cab chali nahi gayi main aage chalti rahi. Cab ke jaate hi message aaya.

Message: Black 1097 straight right.
Matlab ki kaali rang ki gadi, akhiri ke 4 number 1097 aur aage jakar right mudne par milegi. Main thodi aage chali aur right mudte hi paas hi car khadi thi.

Bina kuch bole usme ghusi aur fir car seedhe mujhe le gayi Mumbai city Secret Service Bureau office. Office pahunchte hi baki officers ko good morning bolti hui main Pranav sir ke cabin pahunchi.

Main: May I come in sir?
Pranav: No!
Main nautanki wali udaas muh banati hui boli: Kyu?
Pranav sir haste hue bole: Ha ha ha! Kyu ki tum late aayi. Come in.

Main: Offo sir bas thodi nahane mein time lag gaya.
Pranav: To kalse mujhe bulalo, main jaldi nahla dunga.
Main: Come on sir!
Pranav sir haste hue bole: Ha ha ha! Please sit. Mazaak kar raha tha.

Pranav sir jitne honhaar officer the utne hi bade flirt bhi. Mujh jaisi khoobsurat ladkiyo ke sath flirt karne ka ek bhi maoka nahi gawate. Main unke flirt ko thoda badawa deti hui table par hath rakhi. Thodi jhuki jisse unhe mere cleavage ka acha nazaaa mile.

Aur apni honto ko kaat boli: Waise agar aap nahlane aaye to aur zyada late ho jayega na sir.
Pranav: Ha ha ha! Tum bhi bilkul maoka parast ho aur chalu bhi.
Main: Beshak sir,woh to main hoon hi.

Pranav sir meri taraf ek file badate hue bole: Bas yahi chalaaki is project mein bhi dikhao.
Unke hath se main file li aur kholkar padne lagi. Ek photo lagi hui thi ek dead body ki jiske sar par goli mari hui thi.

Main sirf us photo ko dekhi aur file band kar boli: Hmmm!
Pranav: Kya hmm, padho to sahi.

Main uthi aur thodi mudti hui table par tango ke upar tang rakh aise baithi ki unhe meri secretary skirt se jhankti janghe dikh jaye. Unki nazar ek tak kabhi mere chehre par to kabhi stockings mein chupi meri jangho par mandra rahi thi.

Unhe unke khayalo se wapas lane ke liye mein boli: Ravi Chaorasiya, G company ka gangster, log ise Ravi Billa bhi bulate the. 4 murder 2 kidnaping. 2 din pahle Khandala mein iski dead body mili. Par iski death koi gang war ka nateeja nahi. Crime spot par koi bhi doosri goli chalne ki nishan nahi. Just one bullet on head. Khoon jisne bhi kiya woh ise kaafi araam se maar kar gaya. Maano ise marne wala iska dushman tha hi nahi.

Pranav: Wow! Impressive Soniya!
Main aankh marti hui boli: Sirf aap hi nahi ho itne chalaak jo ye bata de ki main kab kya kar rahi hoon.

Pranav: Badhiya, koi aitharaaz nahi mujhe ki ye kaam ke liye maine tumhe chuna.
Main: Hmmm to woh bhi is case ko lene ke peeche padi hui hai?

Woh se mera ishara agent Kamini par thi. Woh mujhse utni hi jalti hai jitni ki main usse. Uska naam Kamini nahi kameeni honi chahiye. Ek number ki randi aur mard khor.

Pranav: Pata nahi tum dono ke beech kya problem hai. Kisi ne sahi kaha hai. 2 samundar ek ho sakte hai lekin do ladkiya nahi. Chalo ab woh choro aur is case ki baat karo.

Main apni hatheli ko hawa mein hilati hui boli: Ok whatever. Normal case to nahi lag raha. Murder case hai jo local police ki honi chahiye par ab ye hame mila hai to zaroor kuch aur baate bhi hai isme.

Pranav: Haan, bilkul. Ravi Billa jiss raat mara, theek usi din subah uske 3 bank acount mein 40 crore rupay aaye the.
Main:  Bechara ameeri ka ek din bhi poora nahi jee paya.

Pranav: Jokes apart Soniya, jokes apart. Waise ek din to kya 5 ghante bhi ameeri ke nahi jiya usne. Uske account mein subah ke 11 baje paise aaye aur shaam ke chaar baje tak Mumbai ki alag alag ATM aur bank se sare paise nikal liye gaye in cash. Paise chote amount mein iske bank mein girte gaye aur usi tarah nikale bhi gaye. Iske karan bank ko bhanak nahi lagi ki transaction 40 crore ka hua.

Main: Oh my god.
Pranav: Mat sochna ki koi kidnapping ka case hai.
Main: Bilkul bhi nahi. Kidnapping ke paise koi bewakoof bhi bank transanction se nahi lega.

Pranav: Haan. Ye sare paise bahar se aaye hai. China, Afganistaan,  wagayra.
Main: Oh I see! Counter terrorism?
Pranav: Wahi lagta hai. Isi liye is case ko hame diya gaya hai. Are you ready to take this case?

Main: Don’t ask sir, just give it. Main aise case kabhi nahi chor sakti jo mere desh ko aage takleef de sake.
Pranav: Patriotic! Apne pita ke tarah hi.

Mere papa IB (Intelligence Bureau) officer the jinhone apni jaan is desh ki suraksha mein lagakar veergati ko prapt hue the.
Main: Yes sir.

Meri aankho mein halki si nami aayi unhe yaad karte hue aur main baat ko taalti hui boli: Any lead sir?
Pranav: Haan! Sameer Waliya.
Main: Hmmm!

Pranav: Mere khayal se tum janti hogi.
Main: Haan woh B grade movies ke producer Milan Waliya ka beta.
Pranav: Bilkul. Sutro se ye pata chala hai ki…

Unke baat khatm karne se pahle hi main bol padi: G company ko funding Waliya groups se milti hai. Waliya groups of builder. Pata hai mujhe.
Pranav: Good, to fir ye bhi pata hoga ki Ravi Billa kuch waqt ke liye Sameer Waliya ka personal bodyguard aur driver hua karta tha.

Main: Haan, ek case mein jisme Sameer Waliya daru ke nashe mein ek traffic police wale ko gadi se udate hue chala gaya tha. Baad mein Ravi Billa ne us case ko apne sar le liya ye kahte hue ki driving woh kar raha tha.
Pranav: Haan.

Main: 2 saal andar raha aur fir Ravi Billa jail se bahar nikla. Milan Waliya ne achche paise phek kar uski 7 saal ki saza 2 saal ki karwadi. Bahar aane ke baad woh Sameer ka aur bhi khaas aadmi ban gaya. Driver kam aur ab dost zyada tha. Sameer ke paise par woh aksar club mein ayiyashi karta aur ladkiyo ko cherta dekha gaya tha. Uske khelaaf kuch FIR bhi hue lekin koi fayda nahi hua.

Pranav: Lagta hai mujhe tum kuch bolne dogi hi nahi.
Main hasti hui boli: Ha ha ha! Sorry sorry sir, ab nahi bolungi. Aap bolo.
Pranav: Ek baat aisi hai jo shayad tum nahi janti.
Main: Kya?

Pranav: pichle ek hafte se Ravi Billa aur Sameer ke beech thoda tanaav tha. Ye G company ke hamare suthro ne bataya hai.
Main: Hmmm! Achanak se gahri dosti mein tanaav.

Pranav: Shayad paise ya kisi consignment ko lekar hua jiski hame poori jaankari nahi hai.
Main: To fir theek hai. Main Sameer Waliya ke taraf lead karti hoon.

Pranav: Haan par… dhyaan se. Ye case ab hamare paas hai par iski khabar local news media ko nahi di gayi hai. Agar Sameer Waliya ya Milan Waliya ko iski bhanak bhi hui. To jaise Ravi Billa ne Sameer ka case apne sar liya waise kisi aur ko aage badakar Ravi Billa ka case bhi hamesha ke liye band karwa denge.

Main: Hmmm. So an undercover operation.
Pranav: Yes!
Main khushi se hath ki muthi upar uthati hui boli: Oh yeah! I love Under Cover! Waise mera partner?

Pranav: Ha ha ha! Woh aaj dopahar ko hi ayega Delhi se.
Ajay, mera office crush, handsome to hai par utna hi mujhse bhaagta bhi hai. Pata nahi kyu, kabhi kabhi to agar mere hath uske hath se takra jaaye to ghabra hi jata hai.

Par jitna woh mujhse ghabrata hai utna hi woh crimals ki waat lagata hai. 6 ft ki height, gora chitta, gym body aur singer Atif Aslam jaisa smart aur cute chehra. Hmmm, kitni hi raate maine uski yaad mein apni choot aur gaand mein ungli ki hai. Kayi raate apni takiye par apni choot ragdi hoon uski yaad mein.

Par woh to bas aise rahta hai mano main use khaa jaungi. Waise shayad maoka mile to kha bhi jaaun.
Pranav: Hello! Kaha kho gayi?

Pranav sir ke tokne se main apni khayalo se bahar aayi. Par mere chehre ki muskaan dekh woh bole: Jitna bhi pasand ho woh tumhe uske sath koi relation mat banana. Tumhe pata haina hamare niyam. Koi bhi agents apas mein aise relation nahi rakh sakte.

Main: Offo sir, apto kuch aur hi sochne lag gaye. Main to Sameer Waliya ke bare mein soch rahi thi.
Pranav sir haste hue bole: Ha ha ha! Sab janta hoon main, waise Sameer Waliya bhi kam nahi. Har raat woh ek nayi ladki ke saath hi ghar wapas jata hai club se.

Main: Hmmm, ok jokes apart. Anything else sir?
Pranav: Nahi. You can Leave and proceed with the case.
Main table se neeche utri aur muskurati hui sir ko bye boli. Fir file lekar unke cabin se nikal gayi.

Jaise hi bahar nikli samne Kamini ko dekh meri sari muskaan ek hi baar mein ud gayi.
Kamini: Mill gayi case.
Main: Haan, jaise hamesha hota hai.

Kamini: Aaj kya dikhayi sir ko? Apni chudi hui gaand?
Main: What do you mean, bitch?
Kamini: One more time, you call me that aur yaha koi tumhari murder case solve kar raha hoga.

Main: Oohh! Main dar gayi.
Kamini: Aisa mat sochna ki kisi ko pata nahi tum apni case kaise solve karti ho.
Main: Chalo kamse kam solve karti to hoon. Kuch logo ko to yaha saal mein ek case milta hai aur woh solve bhi nahi hota.

Kamini poore gusse mein apni daant chabane lagi mano abhi ke abhi apni service gun nikal kar mujhe goli hi maar de. Ya fir apni tez nakhuno se mere chehre par kharoch maar de. Main iske aage kuch na boli. Apni file se apne chehre par hawa deti hui main nikal gayi apne cabin ko.

Cabin jakar file khol kar dekhne lagi. Usme Sameer Waliya aur Milan Waliya ke alawa kuch aur criminals ki photo thi. Waise Sameer Waliya kafi mast dikhta hai, bilkul Sidharth Malhotra ke tarah. Koi shak nahi ki har bar club se ye nayi ladkiyo ke sath wapas kyu jata tha.

Ye acha tha ki use ladkiyo mein kaafi dilchaspi thi. Khaas kar mere liye is case ko solve karne ke liye. Itne mein Pranav sir ne mere cabin ke intercom mein call kiya.

Main: Yes sir.
Pranav: Kya tum Ajay ke liye wait karogi ya case ke liye proceed karoge?
Main: Hmmm aaj dopahar ko to aa hi raha haina. To wait kar leti hoon.

Pranav: Uska phone aaya tha. Woh ab kal ayega. Ek urgent kaam se maine use kal tak kaam khatm kar aane ko kaha hai.
Main: Ok.

Dhekha aap logone, yahi main kah rahi thi. Kamina kahi ka! Usne Panav sir ko call kiya par uski partner mujhe nahi. Chalo call karke ye mat kaho ki woh mujhse pyar karta hai ya mujhe chodna chahta hai. Par Pranav sir ke jagah woh mujhe bhi to call karke bata sakta haina. Huh!

Pranav: Hello! Sun rahi ho.
Main: Yes sir.
Pranav: Ek khaas khabar aur, aaj Sameer Waliya Club21 mein aane wala hai.

Main: To matlab mujhe apne partner ke bina hi kaam shuru karna padega.
Pranav: Haan, Sameer aksar apne bodyguards ko club mein uske sath nahi le jata. Tumhe uspar lead karne ke liye isse badiya jagah aur waqt nahi milne wala.

Main: I know sir, I am on it.
Pranav: Aur office se nikalkar XXX clubwear mein ek bar chale jana. Shaam ke liye jo bhi shoping ho karlena.

Mere muh par ek muskaan aa gayi. Har baar undercover rahne ke liye mujhe free shopping ka maoka milta hai. Isse zyada mujhe aur kya chahiye. Tax dene walo se maafi chahungi par ladki bhi to hoon na. Shopping to meri kamzori hai.
File uthayi aur fir cabin se nikal gayi.

Jaati hui ek bar Kamini ko dekhi. Sach batati hoon uski shakal jalkar laal ho chuki thi. Main use nazar andaaz karti hui office se nikal gayi. Jaise office mein aayi thi waise hi office se ek car mein ek location tak gayi.Aur fir waha se cab pakad kar XXX Clubwear ki showroom gayi.

Khushi khushi sarkari paise par shopping ki aur fir ghar ko nikal gayi. Apne liye ek laal rang ki skirt aur white top le li. Jhat se ghar ko gayi lunch bana ke khayi aur fir intezaar thi shaam ki.

Theek shaam ke 6 baje neend khuli. Fir uth kar ek baar aur nahayi aur poori fresh hokar nayi laayi dress nikal kar pehni. Sexy crisscross backless red bodycon mini dress. Gala itna kata hua ki mano sirf meri nipple nahi dikh rahi thi.

Kyu ki andar koi bra nahi thi aur neeche se itni choti ki meri puri nangi janghe sari duniya ko khul kar dikhane wali. Itni sexy ki koi bhi mard dekh ke mere naam ka muth maar le. Waqt ho chuka tha ab 7 aur main nikal gayi club ke mardo aur khaas kar Sameer Waliya ko aag lagane.

To be continued.