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Saturday, 21 March 2020

Chudai Chawl Ke Chutiyaape – Part 2

Hello dosto. Ummeed hai aap logonko mera naam yaad hoga? Mera naam hai Deepak Mishra. Main ek lekhak hun. Aur agar aapko meri kahaniya pasand aaye to zaroor mujhe e-mail karke bataaiyega. Chalo! bohut bakwaas kar li apne baare me. Ab baat karte hai Chudai chawl ki.
Mujhe abhi bhi vishwaas nahi hota ki main aisi jagah par rehta hun jahan din ho ya raat apko chudne ki awaaze sunai dengi. Kabhi-kabhi main ye sochta hun ki ye log kaam kab karte hai?
Kal hi ki baat hai.
Chudai Chawl ka sabse paise waala admi hai Jayesh Chauhan. Uski kapde ki dukaan hai. Kal main uski dukaan pe kuchh kapde dekhne gaya. Chandni, mere sapno aakar mera lund khada karne waali pari, ka janamdin kareeb aa raha hai. Isiliye uske liye ek achha western dress kharidna tha.
Gyarah baje ke kareeb main uske dukaan par gaya. Dekha to dukaan khaali! Ek-do baar avaz di fir bhi koi nahi aya. Shaanti se ek khursi pe baitha to paas mein ek table hilne laga. Main dar gaya. Fir kisi tarah himmat jutake jab maine jhaak ke dekha to Jayesh ka ladla beta dukaan mein kaam karnewaali ladki ko chod raha tha.
Dono nange table ke neeche chhipe masti kar rahe the. Sharam ke maare main to laal ho gaya. Par woh besharam bees-ikkis saal ka tharki chhokra apna lauda us ladki ke chut mein phasaye rakkha. Ladki ne turant apna mu chhupa liya. Fir Sikandar ne puchha.
“Kya hua Deepak uncle? Aaj dukaan mein kaise aana hua?”
“P…Papa kaha hai tumhare?”
“Woh to ghar gaye hai khaana khaane, abhi! Raaste me mile nahi?”
Sharam ke mare main aur kuch puch na saka. Jhat se main waha se nikal gaya. Jab dukaan se dur jaa raha tha tab dekha ki table fir se hilne laga.
Fir socha, “Yahi pe ruk jata hun Jayesh ke liye. Aur koi dukaan bhi to nahi hai jahan itne saste mein kapde mil jaaye. Aur… dekhu to sahi kab tak ye lage rehte hai? Koi grahak aaye tab to unhe rukna hi hoga!”
Samne wali tapri par main chai peene gaya. Mera dhyan abhi bhi us hilte hue table par tha. Mera dhyan dekhkar chaiwala bolta hai, “Ye toh roz ka hai sahab. Jayesh bhai ko bhi pata hai. Isiliye jab bhi khaana khaane jaate hai, sau rupiya de ke jaate hai taaki main unki dukaan par dhyaan rakh saku.”
Pata nahi kitne grahak aaye aur chale gaye. Fir bhi un jawan bandaron ki bhook miti nahi. Jab bhi koi ata table rukta aur unke jaane ke baad firse hilne lagta. Do ghante main ruka raha par sala Jayesh to aya hi nahi. Nirash hokar main waapis chawl laut gaya.
Raaste mein achaanak ek riksha teezi se meri bagal se nikal gaya. Man to kiya ki use rok kar ek kaan ke neeche, jee bhar ke gaali du. Par woh ruka nahi. Chawl ke kareeb pohocha toh achanak ek bheeni-bheeni si khushboo aane lage.
Achanak hawaaye chalne lagi aur main daawe ke saath keh sakta hun ki koi gana baja raha tha, “Chand mera dil… Chandni ho tum…”
Saamne dekha to meri pari Chandni usi rickshaw mein se utar rahi thi. Us samay usne popti-hare rang ki chamkili salwar-kameez pehen rakhi thi. Kaale ghane lambe baal khule rakhe the. Jinmese kuch natkhat laten uske gaalo ko choom rahi the. Uski sundarta ko dekh main dur hi khada reh gaye.
Woh kuch jaldi mein thi isliye apne batue se paise nikalte samay kuch note gir gaya. Niche baith woh use sametne lagi. Par woh bewakoof rickshawaala utra hi nahi. Woh bas apne aankhe phad kar meri Chandni ko havas ki nazar se ghoor raha tha.
Turant main Chandni taraf bhaaga aur uski madat ki. Jab main paise utha raha tha tab dekha ki Chandni ka stan kuch zyaadi hi dikh raha tha aur woh tharki…
Woh kuch pal jo maine Chandni ke saath bitaaye uska kamra aane tak, meri khushi main shabdo me bayaan nahi kar sakta! Pure raaste mein mere kaan uski meethi baate sun rahe the. Par meri nazar uski khuli chhati par thi. Hare kapde mein lipte uske do gore anmol ratan is kadar ek-dosrese ragad rahe the ki yar kya bataon.
Uski har saans se chhati phoolte dekh main aur uttejit ho raha tha. Mera khada lund tadap raha tha bahar nikalne ke liye. Fir jab uska ghar aya to Chandni ne mujhe ‘Thank you’ kaha aur achaank mere gaal ko chuma. Bas! Tabhi mere lund mese jhaag nikal gaya.
Chandni nazar me aate hi main sapno ki nagri mein kho gaya tha. Par main abhi jaag gaya. Mujhe ghussa aya us chutiya Jayesh par. Daud ke main gaya uske ghar. Dekha to darvaaza band tha. Main khat-khataane hi waala tha tab maine suna, “Kya babuji… Aap apna khayal nahi rakhte. Aap apne ‘dick’ ka khayal nahi rakhte…”
‘Dick’ ye shabd sunkar mere kaan khade ho gaya. Ek hi hai jo angreezi sikhne ke liye itni uttejit hai. Pyari, achha khana bananewali, ghar-parivaar ka khayaal rakhnewali. Aur apne chucho ke beech logonka lund dabakar pyaar denewaali badi chhatiwali bhabhi, Chaya bhabhi.
“Are beta. Main buddha hun. Main to apne pairo par bhi nahi khada ho sakta. Main kaise apna khayal rakhunga?”
“Aisa mat kahiye babuji. Dekhiye… apka dick kaise jawan ke tarah khada hai.”
“Tum ho isiliye to khada hai.”
“Ahh! Babuji, please mere cleavage ke saath khelna band kijiye mera blouse phat jaayega.”
“To utaar do na…”
“Nahi abhi nahi. Mere pati khana khane aate hi honge.”
“Woh nikkamma! Daave ke sath keh sakta hun ki kahi javan choot ke aas-paas bhatak raha hoga.”
Dopeher ka samay tha aur kafi maza aa raha tha buddha aur uske bahu ke beech ki baate sunneme. Par… kaam zyaada zaruri tha. Tabhi mujhe yaad aya. Jayesh agar dukaan mein nahi hai aur agar phone nahi utha raha hai iska matlab woh ek hi jagah pe ho sakta hai.
Jayesh ka jaani dushman Vinayak Rao. Angrezi ka shikshak. Jayesh ko pata hai ki woh apni patni ko duniya ki har khushi de saka hi sivay ek. Chaya bhabhi ki Angrezi ki bhook. Chaya bhabhi ki yahi bhook le jati hai unko rengte hue Vinayak ki jaangho mein.
Main daave ke saath to nahi keh sakta par Chaya bhabhi Vinayak Rao ko guru dakshina uska lund apne chucho mein dabakar hi deti hongi. Vinayak jo is samay ghar pe nahi hai, par uski beti Anamika hai. Jab se Jayesh ne Anamika ko apni bahu bananeka vachan diya hai tab se uske javan chut ko thok raha hai.
“Beti… main tumhe tab tak chodta rahunga jabtak tumhare chuchhe bade nahi ho jaate. Main vachan deta hun.”
“Sach… uncleji.”
“Uncleji nahi… pitaaji kaho.”
Bas aisa hi kuch roz chalta hai. Kal bhi wahi chal raha hoga aisa laga. Anamika ne bimaar hone ka bahana banakar college she chhutti li thi. Besharam Anamika kabhi bhi khidkiya-darvaaze band nahi karti. To sab log aate-jaate ye nanga naach dekhte hai.
Par koi kuch bolta nahi, unhe rokta nahi. “Par main aaj unhe rokunga. Duniya ki koi taakat mujhe meri Chandni ke liye ek sexy dress lene se rok nahi sakti,” maine zorse kaha.
Meri awaz sunkar buddha Chakor aur uski bahu Chaya bhabhi chaunk gaye.
“Jaldi bahu, kapde pehno… Lagta hai Jayesh aa gaya.”
Main turant waha se bhaag gaya. Vinayak Rao ke ghar ke bahar main khada rehkar soch raha tha, “Jayesh mera kaam zaroori hai. Tum abhi dukaan chalo. Jayesh please ye bohut zaroori hai. Jayesh chodna band karo!”
Man hi man main apne aap ko tayyar kar raha tha darvaza khat-kataane se pehle. Darvaaza band tha. Maine ghanti bajayi aur daraaze Megha ji ne kola.
Megha Rao, Vinayak ki patni. Meghaji ka naam main bade aadar se leta hun. 45-50 saal ki, thodisi moti par sundar, saavle rang ki, ek dharmik stri hai. Hamare chawl mein jo mandir hai uski dekhbhaal woh apne tan-man-aur-dhan lagakar karti hai.
Waise to kehne ke liye woh housewife hai. Par woh apna zyaada samay mandir mein bitaati hai. Bhale hi woh apne pati ki tarah shikshak nahi hai, par use duniyaa ka bohut gyan hai. Chawl mein kisiko bhi ko koi bhi takleef hoti hai to woh Meghaji ke paas jaate hai. Meghaji ke paas har samasya ka samadhaan hai.
“Are Meghaji, aap is samay ghar pe?”
“Haan Anu ki tabiyet todi kharab hai.” Dekhne mein woh kafi udaas lag rahi thi. “Aaiye na, andar aayi. Main paani laati hun.”
Main to Jayesh ko dhund raha tha par woh waha nahi tha. Fir bhi main andar chala gaya. Meghaji ko main mana nahi kar sakta.
“Kya hua Meghaji. Aap thik hai?” maine pucha.
“Pata nahi main kaise kahun…”
Meghaji aankh-se-aankh nahi mila paa rahi thi. Aisa pehli baar hua tha ki Meghaji ke pas shabd nahi the bolne ke liye.
“Kya hua. Bataiye.”
Achanak woh mere paas aakar zameen par baith gayi. Apna sar mere jaangho pe rakhkar rone lagi. Main samajh hi nahi raha tha main kya karu. Unka haath mere lund ke kaafi kareeb tha.
Meghaji ne meri tarf dekhkar kaha, “Deepakji meri madat kijiye. Main seekhna chahti hun. Maine apni chut to ishvar to arpan kar di hai. Par main chahti hun ki har kisiko main apne muh se pyaar dun.”
Fir apna haath badhakar woh mere laude ko chedne lagi. Umeed hai ki unko geelapan mehsoos nahi hua hoge. Meghaji ke liye mere man mein bohut adar bhav hai. Is dhaarmik stri ke saath aise gande vyavahar karna main soch bhi nahi sakta. Unke haath laganepar bhi mera khada nahi ho raha tha.
“Par Meghaji ko meri zaroorat hai. Mujhe unko madat karni chaahiye,” maine socha. Fir aankhe band karke maine Chandni ke baare me sochne laga. Mera lund turant khada ho gaya. Unhone meri pant kholi aur mera lund bahar nikal liya. Fir woh use muh me le chusne lagi.
Maine apni aankhe bandh rakhi. Kafi pyarse dheere se Meghaji mera lund choos rahi thi. Unke muh ki garmahat ko mehsoos kar bohut achha lag raha tha. Main apne sapno ki nagari mein khoya hua tha, meri pari Chandni ki nangi baahon mein. Kaash aisa kabhi sach mein ho.
Main kareeb tha, kabhi bhi meri pichkari nikalne waali thi. Maine Meghaji ko kaha, “Rukiye, muh nikaliye.”
Par woh ruki nahi. Woh chusti gayi aur fir achanak maine Meghaji ka muh apne jhaag se bhar diya. Unhone pura ka pura nigal liya. Us haadse ke baad mujhe nahi lagta main Meghaji ko usi purani nazar se dekh paunga.
Fir main nikla, Vinayak Rao ke gharse. Ghadi mein char baj rahi the. Tab bhi mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha Jayesh gaya kidhar? Maine dukaan mein phone karke pucha par woh wapis aya hi nahi. Pure din me jo kuch bhi hua use yaad karte-karte main apne ghar ki taraf jaa raha tha.
“Jayeshji aap ko naap to theek se mil raha hai na?”
“Haan beta, bas tum hilo mat.”
Avaaz Chandni ke kamre se aaye. Khidki se jhank kar dekha to meri Chandni ko table pe nanga litakar sala tharki Jayesh uske gore badan ka naap le raha tha.
“Beta, tape to nahi laya hun par tum chinta mat karo. Parso tak tumhe dress mil jayega.”
“Parso? Jayeshji, meri shooting kal hai. Aaj raat tak kar dijiye, please.” Usne haath jodkar kaha.
“Achha thik hai. Tum hilo mat.” Jayesh ne Chandni ki nangi jaanghe failate hue kaha. “Jo main kaam karne aya hun use karne do.”
Ye kehkar Jayesh ne apna char inch ka chota lund uske chut mein thoos diya.
“Ye karna zaroori hai kya?”
“Are beta, agar main chodu nahi to mera dimag kaam nahi karta. Kya tum chahti ho ki main tumhaare naap bhul jau aur tumhara dress bigad jaye?” Uske baad Chandni ne use roka nahi.
Fir jo bhi Jayesh ne Chandni ke saath kiya, na mujhme dekhne ki himmat thi aur na mujhme aur likhneki himmat hai. Abhi-bhi main yaad karta hun to type karte samay mere haath kaapne lagte hai. Isliye main chahta hun ki main yahi ruk jau.
Agar apko meri kahani achhi lagi, aur padhna chahte ho to please comment aur share kijiyega aur batayega email pe, hronyman69@gmail.com, kaise lagi.
Aur mere liye bhagvaan se prarthana kijiye ki meri Chandni ko chodnewaala agla aadmi aur koi nahi par Deepak Mishra hoga, yani ki main.
Dhanyavaad.

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