Leela ne sukhi lal mirch ki dheri ko chatai par failaya aur meri ungliyon ko us dheri se hata diya.
Barmer ke paas is chhote gaon ke aangan mein dopahar itni tez thi ki mitti ki deewar bhi garam pad gayi thi.
Bharat ke is sukhe dehat mein hawa bhi dheere chalti hai, aur gali ke kutte chhaton ke neeche soye pade the.
“Tu sirf dekhna jaanta hai, uthane nahi,” Leela boli. Ghagra ghitne tak dhoola tha, blouse ke neeche paseena chamak raha tha.
Maine mirch ka ek dana chatai se uthaya, phir wapas rakh diya. “Kal kuyen par Sunita bol rahi thi ki tune Bhurelal ko haan keh di. Cotton ke kheton ke liye.”
Uske kandhon ne ek baar kaanpa. Pallu girte girte ruka.
“Haan keh di thi,” usne seedha kaha. “Doosre gaon ke season ke liye. Teen hafte. Yeh tera hisaab nahi.”
Gusse ne gala sukha diya. Is aangan mein hum saal bhar milte rahe, aur usne pehle hi apna rasta kaat liya.
“Bina bataye?” meri awaaz utar gayi. “Main yahi samajhta raha ki tu is ghar, is khet, is mitti se bandhi hai.”
Leela baith gayi, ghagra ke peeth ne kankar kaata. “Bandhi thi. Phir gaon ne muh banana shuru kiya. Tera naam, mera naam. Isliye Bhurelal ke kaam ko haan kaha. Door chali jaungi, baat thandi padegi.”
“Aur main?”
“Tu bhi to pichhle saal shehar ke mechanicon ki baat karta tha. Maine socha tu nikal jayega. Isliye maine pehle faisla kar liya.”
Yeh baat andar tak gai. Usne meri adhoori baat ko apne dar se jod diya tha. Hum dono ne ek doosre ko anjaan samajh liya.
Leela ne haath badhaya, meri kalaai pakdi. “Ab gussa kar, ya uth ke chal ja. Dono se meri chhutti hai.”
Maine kalaai nahi chhudayi. Garmi ne beech ki hawa chipchipi kar di thi. Aangan ke kone ki kothari ka darwaza adhkhula tha.
“Teen hafte tu kaam par rahegi, aur main yahan mirch palatun?”
“Haan.” uski aankhen nahi jhukin. “Yahi soch ke haan kahi thi. Ab tu khada hai to dil kamzor pad raha hai.”
Gaon ke aangan mein khuli baat
Kalaai par uski pakad tight ho gayi. Main itna paas aaya ki uski saans meri gardan par padi.
Leela ne muh uthaya. “Aaj nahi rokna. Main khud chahti hoon.”
Itna kah kar usne chuma. Honthon par mirch aur namak tha. Maine uske baal pakad kar gehra chuma, jeebh mili, daant lage.
Odhni sarak gayi. Blouse ke do button pehle se dheele the, unke beech paseena ki lakeer thi. Maine unhe nahi khola. Leela ne khud khole, ek ek karke, jaise gusse ko bhi kapdon ke saath utar rahi ho.
Chhatiyon par dhool aur garmi thi. Maine muh rakha, nipple ko honth se dabaaya. Leela ki lambi saans nikli, ungliyan mere baal mein phans gayin.
“Bhurelal sirf thekedar hai,” usne meri chhoti si khamoshi par kaha. “Sath saal ka. Sirf haath chahiye use khet mein. Tu jo soch raha hai woh nahi.”
Gussa kam nahi hua, lekin disha badal gai. Jalne ki jagah ab woh khali jagah thi jahan uska jaana baitha tha.
“Andar nahi, yahan gali se dikhega,” usne kaha, awaaz mein rok nahi, jaldi thi.
Hum uthhe. Chatai par mirch bikharti rahi. Kothari ke andhere ne garmi ko aur gehra kar diya. Khat par purana khes pada tha, us par baithte hi Leela ne ghagra upar kiya.
Darwaza poora band nahi kiya. Adhkhula hi chhod diya, jaise bahar ki duniya ko ek pal ke liye bhoolna ho, mitana nahi.
Jo chaha woh kiya
Uske pair khule. Pet ke neeche kacha kapda geela tha. Maine woh bhi utara. Uski chut par ungli pheri, geelapan pehle se tha, garmi se, ladai se, us chumne se.
Leela ne meri baniyan kheench kar utari. Lungi ka nada khud khola, mera lund uske haath mein aa gaya. Usne dabaaya, upar se neeche, dheere nahi, jaise hisaab maang rahi ho.
“Itne din nahi chhua, ab bhi gussa hai?” maine poocha.
“Gussa hai,” usne kaha, “lekin lund nahi chhodungi aaj.”
Uski mutthi ne nass par pressure diya. Maine uski gardan chumi, namak chakh. Blouse ab kandhon se latak raha tha, ek haath usme atka hua. Usne jhatak kar blouse khes par fek diya.
“Do din baad gaadi uthayegi,” Leela boli, saans ke beech. “Main jaungi. Yeh mat samajh ke tu rok lega.”
Yeh sun ke lund aur kadak hua, gusse se nahi, us sacchai se. Maine uski thighs kholin. Ungli uski chut mein gayi, doosri clit par ghumi. Leela ka kamar uthha, ghagra pet par hi rumal ki tarah atka raha.
“Aur gehra,” usne kaha. Maine do ungliyan ki. Uski chut ne pakda. Aankhen band karke usne meri kalai dabayi, na hatane ke liye.
Khat ki lakdi ek baar chhinki. Bahar aangan mein makkhi ki gunj thi, koi aadmi nahi. Maine muh uski chhati par rakha, daant se halka kaata. Leela hans di, phir woh hansi toot ke karah mein mil gayi.
Usne mera lund phir se pakda, muh ki taraf le gai, lekin itna nahi ki scene badal jaye. Sirf geela kiya, jeebh pheri, phir khud khes par let gayi aur pair khole.
“Ab aa,” usne kaha.
Main uske upar jhuka. Usne pair meri kamar par lapete. Maine lund uski chut ke muh par ragda, geelapan failaya, phir dheere andar diya. Garam thi, andar tak khich rahi thi.
Leela ke muh se awaaz nikli, dabi hui. Maine rok kar dekha. Usne sir hilaya, aur andar kheencha. Nakhun meri peeth par pade.
Dhakke lage. Khat ki lakdi boli. Bahar aangan mein ek kutta uth kar phir so gaya. Main tez hua, uski chhati muh mein li, kamar pakdi.
“Aur andar,” Leela ne kaha. Maine uski thighs aur kholin, gehra choda. Har dhakke par uski saans tootti. Uski aankhen band thin, honth khule.
Gusse aur chahne ne ek hi pal bana diya. Jo faisla usne pehle kiya tha, woh ab bhi khat ke kinare baitha tha. Phir bhi nakhun meri peeth mein gads raha tha.
“Tu jaake bhi yahi sochna,” maine kaha, saans ke beech, “yeh kothari, yeh khes.”
“Sochenge baad mein,” usne jawaab diya, aur pair kaske lapete. “Abhi nikalna mat.”
Maine angle badla. Pair ne khes ko kheench diya. Leela ne apna ek haath apni chut ke upar rakha, jahan mera lund nikalta ghus ta. Ungli ne clit dabaayi.
“Yahi,” usne kaha. “Yahi mat chhod.”
Us jagah maine choda, tez, phir dheere, phir tez. Uski chut ne pakad liya. Paseena dono ke pet par mila. Kothari mein gandh mirch, mitti, aur hum dono ki thi.
Bahar kisi bakri ne kanhaya, door se. Woh awaaz andar tak aayi, phir dabb gayi. Leela ne meri gardan kaati, dard mithas jaisa laga.
Uski kamar uthhti, girti, mere dhakkon se milti. Maine uske baal mutthi mein liye, muh uthaya, uski aankhen khulin. Usme gussa ab bhi tha, lekin woh gussa ab meri kamar pakad raha tha.
“Tez kar,” usne kaha. Maine tezi badhai. Khat ki ek lakdi aur boli. Leela ke stan hilne lage, paseena unke beech ki lakeer se neeche baha.
Meri peeth par uski ungliyan khinch rahi thin. Main uski chut ke andar pura baitha, ruk kar ghumaya, phir dhakka diya. Uski awaaz odhni ke pallu mein dab gayi jo ab bhi ek kandhe par latka tha.
Leela ke pair kaanpne lage. Maine kamar dabaye rakha, dhakke chhote kiye, gehre kiye. Woh meri gardan mein muh mar kar chillaayi, awaaz kapde mein dabi.
Uski chut ne baar baar jhatka diya. Geelapan badha, meri jaangh tak behne laga. Maine rokne ki koshish nahi ki. Khud bhi dhal gaya, lund andar fadka, maal uske andar chhoda.
Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Main uske upar gira, phir bagal mein saraka. Bahar se ek cycle ki ghanti gayi, door ki gali se.
Leela ne aankh kholi. “Teen hafte baad bhi yeh mitti yahi hogi. Main bhi wapas aaungi. Par wapas ki baat ab mat kar.”
Maine kuch nahi kaha. Uski chhati uth rahi thi. Blouse khes ke neeche se nikal kar usne pehna, button galat hole mein gaye, usne doosri baar theek kiye.
Lungi maine lapet li. Baniyan ab bhi khes ke kone par thi. Thodi der hum aise hi rahe, na milne ki baat, na jaane ki. Sirf garmi aur woh geela sukh jo ab thanda pad raha tha.
Uski aankhen chhat ki kadiyon par thin. “Gaon kal bhi yahi sawal karega. Isliye to haan kahi thi.”
Yeh sun ke meri mutthi kesi. Phir dhili pad gai. Faisla pehle ka tha, sex ke baad bhi wahi tha. Sirf ab beech mein yeh kothari aa gayi thi.
Tanker ki awaaz aa gayi
Tab gali se Kailashi ki awaaz aayi, itni saaf ki kothari ke andhere ne bhi use nahi roka.
“Leela! Pani wali tanker aa gayi re! Lote nikal, nahi to mohalle wali saari paani le jayengi!”
Leela ek jhatke mein uth khadi hui. Ghagra neeche kiya, odhni sir se lapeti, chhati chhupayi. “Nikal. Peechhi deewar se. Ab gali bhar jayegi.”
Main baniyan haath mein liye kothari se aangan aaya. Mirchon wali chatai ab bhi bikhari thi, jaise dheri kisi ne chhui hi na ho.
Kailashi phir chilli. “Leela, sunai nahi deta kya? Hindustan ke gaon mein tanker aate hi sab nikal aate hain, tu so rahi hai kya!”
Leela ne aangan ke kachche darwaze ki sida ki, loton ki jhanjhan ke liye haath badhaya. Main khet wali deewar par chadh gaya.
Upar se last nazar mein uska pallu theek ho raha tha, muh tanker ki taraf tha. Humein wahan koi nahi jod sakta tha.
Pair ke neeche kaante chubhe. Peechhe loton ki khanak aur tanker ki dhayi pad rahi thi. Aangan wahi ka wahi reh gaya, sirf mirch ki gandh uth rahi thi.
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