PERVERT – BABAN CHAPTER 1
Pervert kisko kehte hai mujhe bachpan mein nahi pata tha. Jekin jab pata chala tab bahut der ho gaya tha. Aur kuch nahi ho sakta tha. Apni aakhon ke samne apne papa ko hartey huye dekhata maine. Papa ke life se sara khusi khatam ho gaya tha. Aur papa ko dhoka debe wala koi aur nahi aise do insaan thei jinke upar papa ko sabse zyada varosa tha. Woh log papa ko dhoka de sakte hai papa ne kabhi socha hi nahi tha.
Main aap sabko sabkuch pura khulkey bolta hu. Yeh tab ki baat hai jab main ekdum chota tha. Main rohan hu. Kolkata mein rehta hoon. Abhi main hostel mein rehta hoon. Mere papa ne mujhe hostel mein daal diya hai aur khud abhi akeley jivaan bitate hai. Aap sab shayad soch rahe hai main sirf apne papa ke barein mein baat kar raha hoon. Mummy ke baarein mein nahin. Asal mein kya bataun? Samajh mein nahi aa raha hai. Jaisa maine bataya ke Yeh tab ki baat hai jab main bahut chota tha. Main mummy papa tv, khel kud iska ilawa aur kuch nahi janta tha. Mummy papa mujhe bahut pyaar karte thei. Mere papa ka business tha saboon ka. Lekin woh bhi kuch accha nahi chalta tha. Kabhi accha to kabhi bura. Lekin in sabein bhi kahin ek shanti thi. Mummy papa ek dusre ko itne pareshani mein bhi eksaath acche se rehte thei. Meri dadima matlab papa ki maa kabhi kabhi hamse milne humare flat mein ati thi. Lekin dadaji ko kabhi bhi yahan aatey hue nahi dekha. Maine sirf photo mein unko dekha tha. Samne se kabhi nahi dekha tha. Jab bhi dadi humare yahan aati thi tab main dadaji ke barein mein poochte hi woh kisi tarah is baat ko avoid kar jaati thi. Aur mere saath khelne lagti thi. Jaisa ki maine kahaan tab main bahut chota tha. Isliye sab bhulkey khelne lavta tha. Dadima mujhe bahut pyaar karti thi, hamesha mujhe godi mein lekaar ghumti thi. Lekin ek baat hamesha kehti thi. Jo mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai.
Woh kehti thi : beta…… apne papa ki taraah banna. Tumme bhi us insaan ka khoon hai lekin mujhe poora biswas hai Tum us aadmi ki tarah nahi banogey. Tum mere bete ki taraah hi banogey. Yani aapne papa ki tarah banogey. Ek accha aadmi banogey. Mujhe biswas hai tumpe. TUm us aadmi ki tarah nahi banogey.
Tab mai sochta tha dadi kis aadmi ke baarein mein baat kar rahi hai? Aaj main samajh gaya hu dadi kis shaitaan ke barei mein baat karti thi. Lekin aaj bahut der ho gayi hai. Jo nahi hona tha woh ho chuka tha.
Aur in saab ka shuruaat hua tha jab dadima humey chorkey chali gayi. Ek wahi thi jisse main, papa bahut pyaar karte the. Jisdin phone pe hume yeh khabar mila ke dadima bahut bimar hai aur aakri saas gin rahi hai tab jaldi se hum nikal pare dadima ko aakhri baar dekhne. Lekin hume kya pata tha ab jo honey wala tha woh humari zindagi badaal ne wali thi. Mere papa ki barbaadi ki shuruaat honey wala tha. Sirf papa ki nahin, meri bhi khusi cheen ne wala tha koi. Aur woh karne wala tha dadima ka bataya hua woh shaitaaan.
Shaitaan ko bacche log jaise samajhte hai asal mein waise nahi hotey. Woh asal mein insaan ki under ki ek chupi hui roop hoti hai. Ek aise hi insaan ke roop mein hawas ka pujari, ghinona shaitaan se mulakaat hone walaa tha humaraa. jo mere papa ko haraa kar papa ki sabse anmol chis ko apna banaane wala tha. Aaj bhi papa ka woh darr mujhe yaad hai. Aur woh shaitaan ek aisa admi tha jiske upar papa ko shaq bhi nahi tha ke woh aisa kuch kar sakta hai. Jab paraye dhoka de to shayad sab samhal jataa hai lekin agar apne hi dhoka de to?
Mere papa ka naam Dipankar hai aur mummy ka naam Latika. Hum kolkata ke log hai. Mere mummy bahut bahut hi khoobsurat thi. Ekdum pari jaisi. Lambe baaal, attractive aakhein, lal honth. Ekdum fit body, thora sa bhi motapa nahi, ekdum well maintained figure. Main tab bahut chota tha iska matlab meri maa bhi bilkul jawaan thi. lekin papa dubley -patle the aur pet bhi mota tha unka. Lekin mere pyare papa aur pyare husband thei. Mummy ko apne aapko presentable rehne ka pasand tha. Hamesha saji hui rehti thi. Waise hi mummy itni beautiful thi makeup ke baad toh koi heroine se kam nahi lagti thi. Isiliye main bhi bahut sundar hua hoon. Mujhe maa ka roop mila hai. Jab mummy mujhey school mein chorney jaati thi main dekhta tha wahan aur baccho ke parents khas karkey papa log meri maa ko ek ajeeb nazron se dekhte the. Mere papa bahut shaant swavab ke insaan the. Haa… humare paas bahut paisa nahi tha lekin ek khusali, ek shanti thi. Lekin hunko kya pata tha ke humare us khusi ko kisiki nazar lagne wala tha. Ek aisa toofan aane wala tha jo sab kuch tahes nahes karne wala tha.
Main kahaani mein wapas ataa hoon. Mere dadima ne hi mere papa ke liye mere maa ko pasand kiya tha aur unki shaadi karai thi. Papa college life se hi apne ghar ko chorkar town mein aakar dadima ke maike me rehte the. Uske baad dadima ne apne paiso se papa ke liye is flat ka intezam kiya tha. Shaadi ke baad papa mummy ko is flat mein laayi thi aur yahan hi mera janaam hua. Dadima maa beech beech mein humse milne aati thi lekin kbhi bhi dadaji nahi aaye. Yeh ek raaz tha ke kyun? Lekin dadima jab bhi aati thi papa ke liye kuch paise le aati thi kyunki papa ka business utna accha nahi chalta tha. Papa bahut mehenat karte the lekin us mehenat ka faal utna nahi milta tha.
Ekdin mummy mujhey sulate hue papa se baat kar rahi thi.
Mummy: tum apni maa se baat kyun nahi karte paise ko lekar?
Papa: sharam aati hai latika.
Ma: apne maa se kaisi sharam?
Papa: arey tum samjhi nahi…. paisa maa ka nahi mete pitaji ka hai.
Ma: to kya hua? Hain to tumhare pitaji hi na…. apne pita se paisa mangne mein kaisi sharam?
Papa : jis insaan me Saath itne din mila nahi, jis insaan ko shaadi ke baad ekbaar bhi mahi mila unse paise ke baarein mein baat karna……. ajreb lagta hai.
Ma: arey tum bahut darrte ho papa se. Tumhare pitaji bachpan mein tumko bahut marte thei. Lagta hai aaj bhi us ka darr tumpe sawar hai.
Papa: arey bolo maat…… pitaji kitne kathor the tumko kya batayu? Police mein they na….. bahut strict thei. Humesha time ko follow karke uthna, khana sabkuch karna parta tha. Lekin main nahin kar pata tha aur pitaji jo marte thei uffffff kya bolu. Itne hatte katte insaan ke haat marr khakar meri to halat kharap ho jaati thi. Tumne to unko dekhaa hai. Lagbhga sare 6 feet ka height hoga aur waisa hi sharir. Ekdum waise ka waisa. aajbhi koi manega nahi main unka beta hoon.
Ma: haan mai bhi to unse ek baar hi mili. Sach mein tumhare pitaji matlab sasurji bahut lambe hai aur hatte katte bhi. Lekin tum to unke jaise lambe ban nahi paye.
Papa: haan…… main pitaji jaisa nahi baan paya. Na unke jaisa height aur nahi unke jaisa body. Lekin ab kya kare? Jo jaisa… woh waisa.
Ma: lekin….tumhari maa kabhi sasurji ko humare ghar kyun nahi laati hai?
Papa: pata nahi… lekin i think pitaji khud hi yahan nahi ana chahte. Asla mein woh mujhe utna pasand nahi karte. Main unke jaisa ban nahi paya. Hamesha woh mujhe kehte the : tu ghadha ka gadha hi rehega. Mujhe dekh…. apne baap ko… kitna takatwar hai…. har ek criminal tere baap ke naam se darrte hai aur tu mera beta hokar itna kamzor chi….
Ma: jo bhi ho… hain to tumhare apne pitaji hi na. Unse tumhe baat karni chahiye aab. Aakhir tum ko hi to agey jakar unka property milega to aab unse is baarein mein bast karne mein kaisa darr?
Papa: hummmm….. dekhte hai. Agar bahut problems aa gayi to unse baat karna parega.
Main sotey sotey mummy papa ke haar ek baat suna tha us din. Mummy papa dadaji ko lekar baat kar rahe
thei. Uske baad main so gaya tha. Humare ghar mein dadaji ka ek photo bhi nahi tha. Isliye maine sirf unke baarein mein suna hi tha, kabhi dekha nahi tha. Lekin…… usdin ka ek phone call sabkuch bigaar diya. Dadaji ka hi phone tha. Papa ne unse baat ki. Aur turant phone rakhkar humko boley : jaldi se kuch kapre le lo hume gaon jana parega… abhi
Mummy : kyun…. kya hua?
Papa: maa ko attack aya hai. Pitaji ka phone tha. Unhone bola ke maa ji halat bahut kharap hai. Hum jaldi aa jaye yahan.
Mummy : kya !! Sasuma ko attack aya!! Hume turant nikal na parega. Chalo chalo….. jaldi kapre badal lo…. chalo beta jaldi kapre badal lo.
Main: kya hua mummy? Aap log itna jaldi jaldi kahan jaa rahe ho?
Mummy mere kapre badalte hue: hum tumhare dadima ko milne ja rahe hai. Tumhari dadi maa ko attack aya hai.
Main: attack matlab? Kya dadi maa ke upar koi attack kiya hai.
Mummy : nahi beta… heart attack…
Main: woh kya hota hai mummy?
Mummy : ufffff… abhi woh sab batane ka time nahi hai beta… ok… tum bahar papa ke paas jao… main change kar leti hoon.
Main bahar aa gaya aur mummy door ko under se lock kar liya. Papa tab tak ready ho gaye the aur zaruri saman le rahe the. Main papa ke paas akar poocha..
Main: papa dadima ko kya hua hai?
Papa : attack aya hai unko beta…. hume turant jana hoga. Shayad yehi humari aakhri mulakat……….
Itna bolkar papa ruk gaye. Unki aakhein thori nam ho gayi. Mummy bhi saree pahen kar aa gayi aur hum teeno ghar ko lock karkey papa ke gaon ki wor train pakarne nikal pare.
Lekin humko kya pata tha jis dukh ki khabar ko Sunkar hum sab wahan jaane ke liye nikal pare the wahan jakar usse bhi hazar guna bhayanak kuch hone wala tha humare saath. Jo papa ki zindagi ko tahes-nahes kar dene wala tha.
jab hum train se wahan pahuche to shaam ke 7 baaj rahe thei. Main mummy papa ka hat pakar kar chal raha tha. Papa thora jaldi mein thei isliye unhone ek rickshaw le liya aur lagbhag 9-10 minute mein hum ek bahut barein se ghar ke samne akaar rukey. Hum rickshaw se utar gaye. Papa ne rickshaw wale ko paisa diya aur saman utarke us ghar ke gate ke paas jakar knock kiya. Main aas paas dekhne laga. Is ghar ke aas paas koi gjar nahi tha. Bas opposite mein ek talab tha aur door ek dukan tha. Bus aur kuch nahi. Baki sirf ped (trees ) hi thei aas pass. Thori der knock karne ke baad papa ne chilla ke poocha : arey koi hai kya? Chandu kaka? Kahaan ho aap? Tabhi under se ek awaaz ayi : kaauuun? Papa bahar se chillaye : main dipankar…. dipu. Tabhi maine dekha ek bujurg sa admi dhire dhire bahaar aya darwaza kholkey. Gate ke paas akar unhone apne haat ko apne aakhon ke upar rakhke aacchese dhyan se dekha papa ko aur fir khusi se haskar bola: arey…… dipu beta !!!! Tum aa gaye beta!!! Kitne saalon ke baad tumko dekha beta….. aao.. aao. Yeh kaun choti malkin?
Papa : haan yeh aapki choti malkin hai.
Chandu kaka: aao aao choti malkin….. under padharo….
Ma mujhe godi mein lekar under aayi.
Chandu kaka : arey yeh tumhara beta hai kya!!! Matlab saheb ka pota?
Papa: haan mera beta hai. Accha maa kaisi hai kaka?
Chandu kaka: thora udaas hokar : ab kya bole beta….. kuch dino se thora bimar thei par aaj subah ko dil ka daura aaya. Tumko subah hi bulate sahab par doctor anaa jaana… insab chakkar mein woh rahe gaya. Aao… aao beta under aao. Chalo tumko maaji ke paas le chalta hoon.
Woh chandu kaka papa aur humko under le aye. Ghar purana tha par well maintained tha. Under ek baraa sa khula jagaah tha garden jaisa. Kaka humein sirion se upar le jaane lagey. Jaise hi hum dusre manzil pahuche humare samne ek lamba sa aadmi ayaa aur papa ke samne khara ho gaya. Maine dekha woh admi mere papa se bhi shayad ek haat zyada lamba hai. Papa bag neeche rakhkar unko jhukkar pranam kiya aur boley…
Papa: pranam pitaji….. aap kaise ho?
Maine socha accha to yeh hai mere dadaji. Dadji papa ke sar mein haat rakhke boley : bus beta….. tum logon ki yaad mein hi din nikal jataa hai. Tabhi unhone meri maa ko dekha aur bole: arey bahu…. aao… aao… pehlibaar tum apni sasural aayi ho. Aur dekho… kaise swagat karna par raha hai.
Ma mujhe neeche utarkar agey jakaar dadji ke pair chukar pranam kiya. Dadji ne unke sar par haat rakkha aur maa ke taraf dekhte dekhte bole: yeh ghar ab tak thare bina suna suna tha. Mummy mujhe paas bulakar dadji ko pranam karne ko boli. Main jaise hi oranam karne keliye jhuka to dadaji mujhe godi mein uthakar bole: arey…. mera pota aaya hai….. arey mera laadla pota…. kitna lyara hai tumhara baccha bahu. Bilkul tumpe gaya hai.
Papa: maa ab kaisi hai papa?
Dadaji : huuuh…. ab kya jahun beta…. kaal tak thik thi.. aur aaj dekho….. doctor boley ab samay aa gaya hai. Chalo beta maa se millo. Chandu…. tu jaa… main inhe le jatahoon.
Dadaji mujhe godi mein lekar agey jane lagey aur mummy papa peeche peeche aane lagey. Eksamai hum ek ghar ke samne aaye. Dadaji mujhe lekar under aaye. Maine dekha dadimaa so rahi hai. Aur ek doctor baithe hai. Unki bhi umaar dadaji jaise hi hai. Dadaji un doctor ko boley : ramesh…… yeh dekh…… yeh mera pota hai.
Doctor : areh….. to iska matlab tera beta aur bahu aa gaye?
Dadaji : haan…. aa gaye hai.
Tabhi under aaye papa aur mummy. Papa aur mummy dadima ke paas baith gaye. Dono kehi aakhein nam thi. Papa ki zyada. Dadji papa ke kandhe pe haat rakh kar unhe dilasaa diya. Main mummy ke paas baith gaya. Dadima ko hamesha haste muskurati mere sath khelte hue dekha hai. Aaj aise dekhkar mujhe thora ajeeb sa lagaa. Tab bahut chota tha naa isliye us situation ka importance nahi samajh laa raha tha. Lekin maine dekha dadaji unke doctor dost ke paas jakar unke kaan mein kuch bol rahe thei. Unke jawwb mein doctor ne bhi dadaji ko kuch bola. Mujhe lagaa unke zaruri kuch baat hai. Main dadima ko dekhne lagaa.
Papa doctor ko boley: ramesh uncle…… kya maaa…….
Doctor unko rokkar boley: nahin beta…. aab koi umeed nahi. Bas aakhri baar dekhlo. Ab zyada waqt nahi hai.
Papa dukhi ho gaye. Mummy bhi dukhi ho gaayi. Kyun ki bus woh hi ek thi jo kabhi kabhi humse milne aati thi aur ab woh bhi jaa rahi hai.
Doctor boley : abhi main chalta hu….. aur aap log bhi thora rest karlo. Itne dur se aaye ho. Jao.
Dadaji : haan bahu….. jao….. thak gayi hogi. Change kar lo. Aur rest karo.
Papa: haan Latika…. tum jao…. main tab tak maa ke paas baithta hoon.
Doctor chaley gaye. Aur dadaji maa ko lekar us kamre se nikal kar do kamra chorkey ek kamre mein le gaayi. Kamre ke baahar balcony thi bahut bari.
Dadaji boley: jao bahu….. change karlo. Main tab tak mere ladley pote ke saath baat karta hoon. Pehlibaar milaa hoon mere potey se. Tum jao.
Ma thora haskey theek hai bolkey under chali gaayi. Aur dadaji mujhe godiein lekaar baat karne lagey ke main kaun si class mein hu, kya khelta hu, kya pasand hai mujhe yeh saab. Main dadaji ke godi mein baithe unse baat karne lagaa. Dadaji mujhe lekaar chaal rahe thei. Chalte chalte dadaji balcony ke end mein aa gaye. Wahan pe ek khirki tha jo adhaa khula hua tha. Woh khidki usi kamre ka thaa jahan maa abhi gayi hai. Dadaji mujhse baat karte karte idhar udhar dekh rahe thei. Tabhi unki nazar us khuli hui khidki par pad
i. Us khidki ke opposite ek bahut baraa ainaa matlab mirror tha. Wahan se poora kamra hi lagbhag deekh raha tha. Tabhi maine bhi dekha us mirror mein maa ka reflection dekha. Maa apna saree utar chuki thi. Aur apna bra khol rahi thi. Ma apni petticoat ko muh se pakar ke rakkhi thi aur peechey se apni bra ka huk khol rahi thi. Eksamai woh khul gaya aur maa usko nikal ke bed pe phek diya. Phir maa bag se ek maxi nikalne ke liye jhuki to maa ke peeth ke baaju se mummy ka dudu matlab boobs ka thora hissa dikhai diya. Mirror me saaf saaf mummy ke boos ka thora hissa peechey se dikh raha tha. Kyun ki woh bahht barein thei. Mummy maxi ko haat mein liya aur petticoat ko muh se nikal ke neeche fek diya aur tabhi maa ke dono chuchi us mirror mein saaf saaf dikhai diye. Mere liye yeh koi baat nahi thi. Kyun ki main ek chota baccha tha. Mere samne kayi baar mummy ne kapre badle thei. Mere liye woh sirf mummy ka dress change tha par mujhe jo insaan godi mein liya huaa tha uske liye us drisshya ka matlab kuch aur hi tha. Maine maa se nazar hatake jab dadaji ko dekha to dadaji ki nazar usi khidki mein thi. Palak hilaye bina dhyan se meri maa ko dekh rahe thei dadaji. Jaise dadaji bhool hi gaye the ke main unke godi mein hoon. Unki nazar sirf us khidki pe thi. Aur jab mummy ne petticoat ko muh se nikal ke neeche feka aur mummy ke chuchian us mirror mein dikhai diya to dadaji ke muh se nikal gaya : uffff…. sssshhh…kya size hai re sali kaa…… itne barein barein……. bahu… tum to kamaal ki chiz hoo…. uffff…
Us waqt dadaji ki kahi koi baat main samajh nahi paya. Kyunki aisi baatein sajh ne ki uimar hi nahi hui thi meri. Bas dadaji ko dekhta raha ke woh meri maa ko khirki se kapre badalte hue dekh rahe the. Lekin aap log to aab tak samajh gaye hongey ke meri dadima ka kahaa hua woh shaitaan admi kaun hai?
Mujhe godi mein liye hue mere dadaji ek ajeeb nazron se meri maa ko kapre badalte hue dekh rahe thei. Us nazar ko hawas kehte hai aaj main janta hoon lekin tab ka woh chota main kya samajhta? Isliye maine dadaji se poocha: dadaji aap kya dekh rahe ho? Mere awaz se jaise dji ka dhyan toota. Woh mere taraf dekhkar boley : huuuh??? Kya????…… haaannn main….. woh…. nahi kuch nahi beta…… woh dekho…. kitna pyara chaand hai.
Dadaji mujhe chaand dikhane lagey aur main us baat mein kho gaya. Thori der baad ma darwaza kholkey bahaar aayi. Tabtak dadaji mujhe us jagah se lekar phirse wapas balcony ke doosre taraf aa chuke thei. Maa bahar akar thora sharmate hue dadaji ke paas akara boli…
Mummy: pita ji….. woh main jaldi jaldi mein saree utna nahi layi to main yeh maxi pehen liya. Aapko buraa toh nahi lagaa na?
Dadaji: arey nahi bahu….. isme bura manne ki koi baat hi nahi hai. Tum jo chaho lehen sakti ho. Yahan koi rule nahi hai. Wiase bhi meri bahu jo bhi pehene bahut sundar lagti hai.
Yeh bolkey dadaji mummy ke sar par haat rakhkar hat bulate hai. Lekin maine dadaji ko dekha to dadaji ki nazar meri mummy ke maxi se thora dikhayi deti hui cleavages ke upar tha. Mummy ke woh do boobs itne barein thei ke maxi ka upar ka hissa fula hua tha. Aur mere dadaji ki nazar wahin pe thi. Maa yeh sab nahi dekh paa rahi thi kyunki dadaji ko ijjat dene ke karan maa ki nazar neeche thi. Dadaji maake paas akaar mummy ke sar par chumkar maako aur mujhey lekar dadima ke kamre mein jaane lagey. Aaj main janta hoon dadaji ne maa ko jo chuma tha woh ek bujurg honey ke naate nahi balki dadaji ki us chummi ke peeche chupa hua hawas tha. Meri mummy ki jaisi utni khubsurat aurat ko sparsh karne ki iccha.
Dadima ke kamre mein jakaar hum baith gaye. Dadaji ne papa se kahaan: beta…. ab tuh bhi jakar fresh ho le. Hum yahin baith te hai.
Mummy : haan…. tum jao…. kapre badal lo. Main yahin pe hu.
Papa ek gehri saas chorkar bahaar chale gaye. Main mummy aur dadaji dadima ke samne baitha raha. Main dadima ke pass, mummy dadima ke pair ke paas aur dadaji us chair mein jahaan doctor baithe thei. Maine idhar udhar dekhte hue achanak dadaji ke taraf dekha to unki nazar abhibhi meri maa ke upar thi. Mummy dadima ko dekh rahi thi isliye maa ko pata nahi ke unka sasur unko dekhe jaa raha hai. Wahaan bistaar pe unki patni aakhri saasein le rahi thi aur woh mere mummy ki khubsurat figure ko dekh raha tha. Maa jaise hi samne mudi to dadaji ne nazar doosri taraf kar liya. Main chota tha isliye un aankhon ke peeche ke raaz ko samajh nahi payaa. Tabhi us kamre mein ek aurat aayi haatein chaai ka trey lekey. Lagbhag mere mummy ke hi umar ki hogi. Ya thori choti. Dekhne mein acchi thi woh. Dadaji ne mummy ko bola…
Dadaji: bahu…. yeh hai champa. Humare chandu ke bete ki patni. Yeh yahi rehti hai. Meri sewa karti hai bahut. Aur champa yeh meri bahu Latika. Teri choti malkin.
Champa: namaste choti malkin.
Mummy: namastey.
Dadaji: champa…… accha hua tu aa gayi. Jaldi se humari bahu bete aur pote ke liye khana le aa. Pehlibaar meri bahu is ghar mein aayi hai koi kaami na rahe jaye.
Champa: aap chinta maat kijie bare sahab…. mai abhi inke liye shaam ka khaana banaa laati hu. Tabtak aap yeh chai lijiye.
Champa masi ne dadaji aur mummy ko chai diya aur mere gaal pe hat firaake boli: kitna pyara hai. Naam kya hai aapka beta?
Main : rohan.
Champa: bahut pyara naam hai… bilkul tumhare tarah.. main abhi tumhare liye accha sa kuch banakar lati hu beta.
Yeh bolkey champa jaane lagi lekin dadaji ke paas se jaate hue champa ne dadaji ke taraf dekha. dadaji ne bhi champa ko dekha. Champa masi muskurake maa ke taraf ek nazar dekhkey dadaji ko hat ka ishara kiya jiska matlab tha mast chees hai. dadaji ne bhi champa ko aakh marke ishara kiya. Mummy tabtak chai peene mein busy ho gayi thi. Isliye woh dekh nahi paayi yeh sab aur main chota hone ke karan dekh kar bhi kuch nahi samjha.
Mujhe pata bhi chala kis vayankar conspiracy ka shikaar hone wale the hum. Aur is chaal ka shikaar hone wala tha mere apne.
Shaam tak main, papa, mummy aur dadaji dadima ke paas hi baithe rahe. Phir raat ho gaya. Dinner ka samay. Ghar ke left mein ek baraa sa drawing room cum dining room tha. Hum wahan khaane baith gaye. Ek round dinner table tha. Main baitha, mere exact paas mein mummy baithi kyunki main abhi bhi khud khana khana nahi jantaabtha. Mummy mujhe tab khila deti thi. Mummy ke dusri taraaf papa aur papa ke paaas dadaji. Yani round table hone ke karan mummy aur dadaji bilkul ek dusre ke samne baithe the. Champa masi khana le aayi. Machli banaya gaya tha. Humne khanaa shuru kiya. Mummy ekbar mujhe khila rahi thi, ekbaar khud khaa rahi thi. Aise karte karte ek ghatna ghati. Mummy jab khud khane ke liye rice muh mein liya tab do teen rice ka danaa mummy ke muh se nikal kar mummy ke cleavage ke upar jaa gira. Mummy dusre haat se unko uthane gayi to ek rice maxi ke under ghus gayaa. Mummy usko nikal nahi paayi. To mummy khaari ho gayi aur woh rice floor pe gir gaya. Yeh to normal baat thi. Lekin jo normal nahi thi woh tha dadaji ka nazar. Mummy jab apne cleavage ke upar se rice utha rahi thi tab mainr dadaji jko dekha tha. Ek ajeeb nazron se woh apni bahu ko dekh rahe the. Mummy rice nikal ne ke liye maxi ke thora under tak ungli dali thi isliye mummy ka cleavage thora aur acche se dikhne lagaa tha aur mere dadaji khana khate hue bar bar wohi dekh rahi thi. Lekin khana khatam hone ke baad jo hua woh aur bhi ajeeb tha mere liye. Khana khatam hone ke baad hum sab hand wash karne ke liye besin ke paas gaye. Pehle dadaji phir papa aur peeche main aur mummy. Lekin dadaji ke baad jab papa haat dhoney gaye tab dadaji dining table ke paas wapas aaye. Main thora dur tha lekin normally idhar udhar dekh rahaa tha. Meri nazar dadaji par padi. Maine dekha dadaji mummy ke p
let se woh do rice utha liye jo mummy ke cleavages par gira tha aur floor pe gira hua rice bhi utha liya jo mummy ke maxi ke under chala gaya tha. Dadaji unko muh mein lekar jaise paraam tripti se khane lagey. Mujhe thora ajeeb lagaa par iske peeche dadaji ka bikrit hawas mujhe samajh nahi aya. Kyunki main tab bahut hi chota tha.. thori der aur dadima ke paas baithne ke baad dadaji ne bola..
Dadaji: bahu….. aab jao rest karlo. Kaal milengey. Waise bhi itne dur se itne jaldi jaldi anaa para hai tum logon ko. Jao so jao.
Papa: haah pitaji…… aap bhi so jaiye.
Hum apne kamre mein aa gaye. Mummy darwaza bandh karne jaa rahi thi par papa ne rok diya.
Papa: aaj isko khula rehne do.
Mummy : kyun?
Papa: agar kuch garbar hua aur pitaji bulane aye to? Aaj ki raat khula hi rehne do isey. Dont worry…. yeh officer Subir ka ghar hai. Aaj bhi pitaji ke naam se log darrte hai. Yahan koi garbar nahi hogi. Chalo so jaate hai.
Mummy mujhe bed pe litaake sulane lagi aur papa se baat karne lagi.
Mummy: sach mein…. tumhare pitaji to tumse bahut zyada lambe hai.
Papa: sirf lamba? Mujhse bhi babut zyada shakti hai unki. Body aaj bhi bahut majbut hai. Aaj bhi kisi criminal ko ek haat mare to mar hayega bechara. Huuuh……. main unke jaisa nahi ban paya. Na unka sahaas mila aur nahi unke jaisa sharir. Main maa ke upar gayaa hu. Maa bhi normal thi main bhi normal hu.
Mummy: lekin… ek baat batao….. tumhari maa kabhibhi sasurji ko apne saath kyun nahi laati thi? Jab bhi humare flat mein aati thi tab akeley ati thi. Aur sasur ji ke baarein mein poochte hi woh bus bimaar hai kehkar baat ko taal deti thi. Lekin aaj sasur ji se milakar mujhe lagaa woh to bilkul fit and fine hai.
Papa: pata nahi Latika….. shayad maa nahi chahti thi pitaji aur mere beech fir koi bahes ho. Waise bhi main papa se bahut darr ta tha. Woh lagbhag haar din mujhe maarte the. Daante the. Lekin us din jo hua… woh….
Mummy : kya….. kya hua tha?
Papa: mere pitaji ka ek chota bhaai tha. Woh pagaal tha. Unko chain mein baandh ke ghar ke ek kamre mein rakhha jataa tha. Papa khud unko khana khilane jaate the. Main kabhi kabhi khirki se unse milne jataa tha. Ek din kisi taraah woh chain kholkey kamre ke bahaar aa gaye. Main darr gaya. Woh pagaal idhar udhar ghum raha tha. Tabhi pitaji aaye aur pagaal ko maar maar ke kamre meun le gaye aur phir se bandh diya. Pitaji ko lagaa maine kuch kiya tha isliye woh mujhe bhi marne lagey. Maa ne akey unko roka varna……… choro ab puraani baaton ko. Lekin usdin ke baad hi kuchi dino mein maa ne mujhe kolkata mein bhej diya mama ke ghar. Main wahi se college kiya fir maa ne humara flat kharid ke diya. Yeh to purani baat hai.
Mummy: haan….. babuji bahut strict hai woh unko dekh kar hi pataa chalta hai. Lekin sach mein…… unko dekhkar mujhe lagaa jaise aaj bhi unme umaar ka chaap nahi paraa hai.
Papa : haa….. aaj bhi jawan lagte hai pitaji. Aur mujhe dekhko…. abhi se mota ho jaa rajha hun….. huh….. choro ab in baaton ko chalo so jate hai.
Mummy papa aur main light off karkey so gaye. Raat kitna hua tha mujhe malum nahin lekin macchar ke katne se meri neend khul gayi. Maine dekha papa udhar muh karke so rahe hai aur mummy mere taraf murke gehri neend mein hai. Lekin mummy ka maxi neeche bahut upar utha gaya hai. Mummy ke dono pair maxi ke bahaar the. Mummy ka maxi bahut upar tak utha hua tha jiske karaan mummy ke pair ke sath thighs bhi dikh rahi thi. Tabhi meri nazaar khule hue darwaze ke taraf gaya. Mujhe lagaa koi thaa bahaar…. ya shayad nahi? Aakhon ka dhoka tha? Yeh janne ke liye main bed pe baitha to mujhe deekha bahaar kisika shadow floor pe paraa hai. Us shadow ke haat mein lamba danda jaisa kuch hai. Woh us dande ko bahut tezi se upar neech kar raha hai. Main darr gaya aur darr ke maarei mummy ko jakar ke so gayaa.
Aj main baraa hua hu. Aaj main jaanta hu ke woh shadow kiska tha? Aur jisko main danda samajh raha tha asal mein woh kya tha.