Hello friends, mera naam Sohail hai, aur main Bangalore mein rehta hu. Main ek Marketing freelancer hu. Umar 32 years hai meri. Yu to bahut sari kahaniya hai, magar ye meri kahani thodi anokhi hai, aur mere liye yaadgaar hai. Jo main ab bina koi delay karte hue sunata hu.
June ka maheena tha. Main daily market ke liye baahar nikla tha. Market mere ghar ke paas mein hi hai, to hamesha by walk karke jata hu, aur zaroorat ki samaan lekar aa jata hu. Us din meri mulakaat ek bachhe se hui, jo ek bakery ke paas khada tha, shaam ke 6 baje akela. Thoda darra hua sa tha wo, to main uske paas gaya aur poocha-
Main: Kya hua? Tum akele kyu khade ho?
To usne kaha: Tuition khatam ho gayi hai, magar mummy nahi aayi abhi tak lene ke liye.
To maine usko dilasa dete hue kaha: Mummy aa jayegi, tum chinta mat karo.
Aur ye keh kar usko maine bakery se ek chocolate milkshake dilwaya. Fir main usse baatein karne laga taaki wo ghabraye nahi. Uska naam Krish tha, aur wo sirf 4 years ka tha.
Aise hi normal baatein karte hue half an hour ho gaya. Tab uski mummy bhaagte hue aayi uske paas, aur usko sorry boli late hone ke liye. Fir Krish ne mujhe apni mummy se introduce karwaya. Uski mummy ko dekh ke kasam se main kho gaya.
Gori chitti, sunehre baal, figure size 36-30-36, mast maal lag rahi thi wo. Us din usne tight top and jeans pehni hui thi, jisme uske bade-bade boobs baahar nikalne lage the. Andar pehni hui bra ki shape bhi baahar se clearly dikh rahi thi.
Main to usko dekh ke kahi kho gaya tha. Tab achanak se ek awaaz sunayi di-
Awaaz: Hi, I am Monika.
Maine turant hosh sambhala aur bola: Hi, main Sohail.
Fir usne mujhe thanks kaha uske bete ka dhyan rakhne ke liye, aur maa bete dono waha se chale gaye. Raat bhar main un boobs ke baare mein soch-soch ke pagal ho raha tha. Mann mein baar-baar aise khayaal aa rahe the ki bas wo mujhe mil jaye aur main usko daba-daba ke saare dudh nichodh lu.
Pata nahi kitni baar main muth maar chuka tha usko soch kar. Pata nahi kab fir milna hoga us ladki se, ye soch ke udaas bhi rehta tha. Fir kismat khuli, aur 2 din baad fir mujhe wo mili usi bakery ke paas.
Is baar wo apne bete ka wait kar rahi thi. Maine usko dekha magar jaan-boojh ke ignore karke bakery ki taraf chal pada. Par main mann mein yahi soch raha tha, ki kaash wo mujhe pehchan le aur awaaz lagaye. Taaki thodi baat-cheet aage badhe. Bilkul waise hi hua. Usne mujhe dekha aur awaaz lagayi-
Monika: Hi Sohail!
Main turant muda aur Hi bola (acting kar raha tha ki jaise maine usko nahi dekha tha). Fir hamari baatein hui aur hum dono chai piye, jab tak Krish tuitions se nahi aa gaya.
Ye silsila jaise 1 maheene tak chala. Har din main usko milta raha, aur har din wo aise-aise kapde pehan ke aati jisko dekh ke marre hue buddhe ka bhi lund khada ho jaye. Ek maheene tak main porn movies dekhta raha, aur Monika ko soch-soch ke hilata raha.
Ye bata du, Monika ek housewife hai, aur uska husband aksar baahar hi rehta hai business ke silsile mein. Mere ghar se kuch 2-3 km doori par unhone apna ek ghar banaya tha, jo sabse corner mein tha, aur bahut hi shant jagah pe tha. Na neighbours ki pareshani, na traffic ka shor-gul.
Ek Sunday Monika ki call aayi, aur usne bola ki uske husband ko milna tha mujhse. To wo mujhe dinner pe invite kar rahi thi. Maine bhi turant haa bol diya, aur shaam 8 baje uske ghar pahunch gaya flowers aur Krish ke liye chocolate lekar.
Fir main uske pati se mila. Uska pati bahut hi seedha tha. Main ye soch ke hairaan hota tha, ki itna seedha aadmi business kaise chala raha tha. Aur agar main apne tapori words mein bolu, to wo ek-dum chutiya tha.
Monika, main aur uska husband (Dev) baatein karne lage. Fir baat aayi Krish ki tuition ki.
Monika boli: Krish ko roz lekar jana aur le kar aana bahut mushkil ho raha hai. Aur Krish meri baat nahi sunta hai padhayi ke maamle mein. To tuition bhejna zaroori hai. At least teacher ki baat sun ke padhayi kar leta hai. Magar ye sab thoda difficult ho raha hai.
To Dev ne suggest kiya: Sohail, aap hi help kar do, waise aap freelancer ho, office ka koi jhanjhat nahi. Aap hi aake 2 hours daily Krish ko padha lijiye. Krish aapko ache se jaanta bhi hai, aur maanta bhi hai.
Ye sun ke Monika bahut khush hui, aur mujhe convince karne mein lag gayi. Us din Monika ki khushi kuch aur hi bayaan kar rahi thi. Pata nahi kya, magar us khushi ka matlab kuch aur tha. Mujhe bhi mauka mil gaya Monika ko roz dekhne ka, wo bhi uske ghar par. To mere liye to sone pe suhaga wali baat ho gayi thi.
Maine sirf yahi soch ke haa bol di. Is baat pe saare khush hue, aur Krish ki khushi double, kyunki usko pata tha ki usko daily chocolate milne wali thi, jo uski mummy kabhi-kabhar deti thi.
Fir hamne decide kiya Monday se home tuitions shuru karenge. Shaam ke 5-7 baje tak ka time decide hua. Fir hum sab ne dinner kiya, aur main wapas apne ghar chala aaya.
Bed pe sote hue main sochne laga ki ab mauka mila tha, to jaane nahi de sakta tha. Monika ko lekar sirf aur sirf mere dil mein aur dimag mein nange-nange khayaal aane lage. Uske honth, gaal, gora badan, bade-bade raseele boobs, uski badi-badi gaand, ye sab sochne laga.
Maine plan banaya ki kis tarah se aur kis-kis pose mein usko choda jaye. Bas yahi sab khayaal sapne mein aa rahe the, aur main muth maar raha tha.
Monday shaam ke 5 baje main uske ghar pahuncha. Ghar paas mein hi tha, to socha by walk hi chalta hu. Maine doorbell bajayi, aur Monika ne door open kiya. Usko dekh ke to meri sitti-bitti gul ho gayi.
Aage kya hua jaanne ke liye thoda intezaar kariye. Main jaldi hi aaunga aapko batane ke liye. Apne feedback aur suggestions ke liye please mail me at fakira.sukhi@gmail.com