Hello doston, mera naam Nandini gupta hai. To pehle main aapko apne baare mein bata deti hu. Meri age 35 hai, aur main shaadi-shuda mahila hu. Mera ek beta bhi hai 7 saal ka. Mera figure 34-32-40 hai. Rang doodh jaisa gora hai mera.
To doston ye baat hai 2-3 saal pehle ki, jab main pehli baar instagram par aayi thi. Mujhe meri dost ne iske baare mein bataya tha. To maine pehli baar instgram par account banaya tha. Mujhe shuruat se hi kaafi logon ke messages aane lag gaye the, aur mujhe pata bhi nahi tha hi har kisi ke message ka reply nahi karte. Isi wajah se main sab ke messages ka reply karti thi
To tabhi mujhe Arif Qureshi ka message aaya, jisse meri baat hone lagi. Dheere-dheere hamari khoob baatein hone lagi, aur 2 hafte baad usne mujhe I love you bol diya. Main kaafi darr gayi, aur maine message seen karke hi chhodh diya.
Lekin baad mein mujhe acha nahi laga, aur maine raat mein reply kiya. Kyunki hamari zyadatar baate raat ko hi hoti thi, kareeb 12 baje.
Maine usko bola: Arif ye sahi nahi hai. Main married hu, aur ye theek nahi.
Arif: Yaar Nandu, aisa kuch nahi hota. Ye sab ab normal hai.
Main: Nahi Arif, ye dhokha hoga mere pati ke sath. Ye galat hai.
Arif: Yaar Nandu, main bahut pyaar karta hu tumse, please.
Main: Nahi Arif, ye galat hoga.
Arif: Please!
Main: No.
Arif: Acha theek hai!
Main: Khaana khaaya?
Arif: Abhi nahi, mood off hai.
Main: Ohh ho!
Arif: Ab tum hi theek kar sakti ho mood.
Main: Kaise?
Arif: Apni black saree mein pic do, wo net wali saree jo hai.
Main: Oh, abhi deti hu. Itni si baat? Wo to maine abhi ek hafte pehle shaadi mein pehni thi.
Arif: Nahi-nahi waise nahi. Ab mera mood kharaab hai to pic meri hisaab se.
Main: Acha ji. Batao fir.
Arif: Saree wahi pehno, lekin blouse ki jagah only bra.
Main: Ohh hello, kuch bhi mat bolo, samjhe!
Arif: Yaar Nandu, kuch to maan lo. Warna main bhooka hi reh jaunga.
Main: Arre yaar.
Arif: Please Nandu.
Main: Ok deti hu, khush? 30 minute ruko.
Arif: Ok.
Main: Lo dekho pic (pic send karke).
Arif: Oh ho Nandu, kya maal ho tum, kasam se. Tumhara pati bahut lucky hai.
Main: Thank you.
Arif: Sun yaar, ye pallu hatao, saamne se bra nahi dikh rahi.
Main: Chup raho.
Arif: Please!
Main: Ok.
Fir pic send kari.
Arif: Waah yaar Nandu, kya maal ho tum. Ye tera doodh jaisa gora gadraya hua shareer. Tu bas thukne ke liye bani hai yaar.
Main: Kya matlab?
Arif: Kuch nahi, sunn tera pati cigarette peeta hai na?
Main: Yes, kyun?
Arif: Bas last baar ek pic cigarette ko peene ki bas acting karna.
Main: Kuch bhi bolte ho.
Arif: Bas iske baad main khaana khaa loonga Allah kasam.
Main: Ok.
Arif: Jo pose main bolu, unme bhejo.
Main: Ok.
Arif: 1. Cigarette peete hue. 2. Bra aur petticoat mein ek taang table par. 3. Ek saamne jhukte hue cigarette hath mein. Bas.
Main: Ok.
Fir pics send ki.
Arif: Ahhh jaan. Kya hi maal ho tum. Aag laga di aaj. Ye shareer itna kaise gadraya hai tera?
Main: Ab to khaana khaa loge?
Arif: Haa lekin pehle bathroom jaunga.
Main: Kyun?
Arif: Kuch kaam hai?
Main: Ok.
Fir mere ek relative ki shaadi thi Moradabad mein, aur haa, Arif bhi Moradabad se hai, aur main Delhi se (shaadi ke baad se). To maine usko bataya-
Main: Arif mujhe Moradabad aana hai ek shaadi mein.
Arif: Arre jaan, ye shehar apna hai. Kab aa rahi ho?
Main: 24 December. Aur haa, koi hotel bata dena.
Arif: Arre jaan, tum bas aa jao. Poora shehar ghumaunga. Aur waise kon-kon aa raha hai?
Main: Main aur mera beta.
Arif: Arre waah.
Main: Kya matlab?
Arif: Arre kuch nahi, bas tum aa jao, sab ho jayega.
Aur doston, fir main Moradabad chali gayi. Mujhe station par lene Arif aaya hua tha. Fir usne mujhe hotel tak chhodha. To doston 24 ki shaadi attend karke maine Arif ko message kiya aur bola-
Main: Arif kal mere bete ka birthday hai. Aap please cake wagaira ka intezaam kar lena. Aur hum kal celebrate karenge hotel room mein.
Arif: Haa-haa jaan, kal milte hai raat ko 8 baje tak.
Main: Aur haa, apne doston ko bhi bol dena, kyunki log honge to mere bete ko acha lagega!
Arif: Ok jaan. Kal ka mujhe bahut intezaar rahega.
Main: Good night.
Fir jab kal raat hui, to shaam 6 baje Arif ka call aaya mujhe.
Arif: Hello jaan, kaisa hai sab?
Main: Main theek hu. Aap aa rahe ho na samaan leke?
Arif: Arre bilkul yaar. Tum ye batao tumhara favourite flavour kon sa hai?
Main: Matlab? Main samjhi nahi, aap batao!
Arif: Arre jaise strawberry, chocolate, lemon, grape, cola ya bubblegum?
Main: Aapko jo acha lage le aao.
Arif: Ok jaan, main sab le aata hu, bye.
Main ye sochne mein pad gayi ki ye itne saare cake kyun laa raha tha? Fir main taiyaar hone chali gayi. Maine is din ke liye black chamkeeli net wali saree with black blouse ready kiya tha. To jab ready hui, tabhi darwaze ki ghanti baji. Fir maine gate khola, to wahan Arif apne 5 doston ke sath khada tha. 1. Qadir, 2. Farooq, 3. Aadil, 4. Bilal, 5. Rafeeq
Sab ki badi-badi daadhi thi bina mooch ke, jisse main thoda ghabra gayi. Lekin maine ye sab ignore kiya. Fir wo uske dost mujhe ghoorne lage. Mujhe thoda ajeeb laga. Tabhi maine unka dhyan bhatkane ke liye bola-
Main: Chalo-chalo cake kaatenge.
Fir hamne cake kaata aur thodi der mein mera beta so gaya, kyunki use thoda bukhaar ho gaya tha. Fir khaana khaane se pehle main washroom gayi, to maine un logon ki baatein suni.
Rafeeq: Bhai Arif, kya maal hai yaar. Doodh jaisa rang, gadraya shareer, mote-mote chuche, pet par charbi. Kya maal hai bhai!
Qadir: Bhai ye to bas thukne ke liye bani hai. Aisi aurat ko to bas din-raat chodo. Bistar se uthne mat do. Belt se chamdi udhedh do.
Ab main yahin soch rahi thi, ki ye kya iraade se aaye the. Fir maine ye sab ignore kiya, kyunki main akeli thi. Main jab baahar aayi to khaane ki plate lagi thi. Maine dekha ki sab non-veg tha.
Main: Arif ye sab kya hai?
Arif: Jaan khaana bhi to mangwaya tha?
Main: Haa lekin ye non-veg hai, aur main veg hu?
Wo sab hasne lage aur bole: Aaj hum aapko asli khaana khilayenge bhabhi ji.
Main poore din ki bhookhi thi, aur kuch mangwa bhi nahi sakti thi. To main khaane baith gayi.
Main: Ye kya-kya hai?
Arif: Ye hai mutton nihari, chicken biryaani, beef ke kebab, beef korma.
Main: Kya yaar, veg le aate. Main ye sab kaise khau?
Aadil: Arre bhabhi ji, try to karo. Hame pata nahi tha. Aur ab baahar kuch nahi milega. Ye Delhi nahi hai.
Bilal: Ye lo bhabhi jaan, ye beef kebab khao. Ye best hai yahan ke.
Main: Hanji, ab kuch aur option bhi nahi.
Arif: Ye hui na baat!
Fir maine pehli baar non-veg khaaya. Pehle to ajeeb lag raha tha, lekin baad mein bahut maza aaya. Dheere-dheere main un logon ke sath normal feel karne lagi thi. Aur ab hamne ek cards game khelna shuru kiya. Is game ke rule kya the, wo next part mein. Agar aapko ye story achi lagi, to mujhe mail kariye. Tabhi naya part aayega. Ek mail se bhi kaam chalega.
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