Chapter 1: Barsaat Ki Raat
Ye ek aisi raat thi jo kabhi bhooli nahi ja sakti. Neelam, ek 38 saal ki khubsurat aur mazboot aurat, apne bete Vikram ke saath ek shaadi ke function se laut rahi thi. Neelam ka chehra chamakta tha, uski saree uske badan se chipki hui thi, aur uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Vikram, 22 saal ka jawan ladka, lamba, chauda, aur uski body ekdum tarashi hui. Log usse dekh kar chup nahi reh paate the, aur Neelam ko bhi apne bete par garv tha.
Raat ke 11 baj rahe the jab unki gaadi jungle ke beech mein ruk gayi. Achanak barsaat shuru ho gayi, aur dono bheegne lage. Neelam ne gaadi se bahar nikal kar Vikram ko awaaz di, 'Vikram, yeh gaadi toh ab nahi chalegi. Koi jagah dhoondhni hogi chhupne ki.'
Vikram ne apni maa ko dekha, unki saree unke badan se chipki hui thi, aur uske dil mein ek ajeeb si hulchul hui. 'Maa, yahan paas mein ek chhoti si kutiya hai, wahan chalte hain,' usne kaha, apni awaaz mein ek halki si garmi ke saath.
Dono kutiya ke andar pahunche, par barsaat ki wajah se dono poore bheeg chuke the. Neelam ne apni saree ko thoda adjust kiya, aur Vikram se kaha, 'Yeh kya musibat hai, ab kapde bhi nahi sukhe honge. Tujhe thand toh nahi lag rahi na?'
Vikram ne ek halki si muskurahat ke saath jawab diya, 'Maa, thand toh nahi lag rahi, par yeh garmi kuch zyada hi ho rahi hai.' Usne apni shirt utaar di, aur uski muscular body dekh kar Neelam ki saansein thodi tez ho gayi.
'Tujhe sharam nahi aati apni maa ke saamne aise khade hone mein?' Neelam ne taane maarte hue kaha, par uski aankhon mein ek khel tha.
'Maa, sharam kaisi? Tumne hi toh mujhe paida kiya hai. Aur waise bhi, tum bhi toh bheegi hui ho. Kapde utaar do, nahi toh bimaar ho jaogi,' Vikram ne kaha, uski awaaz mein ek challenge tha.
Neelam ne ek pal ke liye socha, phir ek thandi muskan ke saath apni saree ka pallu gira diya. 'Dekh, main koi kamzor aurat nahi hoon. Jo karna hai, khul ke karti hoon,' usne kaha, aur uski blouse bhi utaar di. Uski skin barsaat ke paani se chamak rahi thi, aur Vikram ki nazar us par tik gayi.
'Maa, tum sach mein alag ho. Koi aur hota toh sharma jata,' Vikram ne kaha, uska badan ab garm ho raha tha, aur uski pant mein ek ubhaar saaf dikh raha tha.
Neelam ne uski taraf dekha, aur ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath boli, 'Aur tu bhi kuch kam nahi, Vikram. Yeh kya hai jo itna hard ho raha hai?' Usne apna haath uski taraf badhaya, aur dono ke beech ka faasla khatam hone laga.
Barsaat ki awaaz ke saath unki saansein tez hoti gayi. Vikram ne apni maa ko apni baahon mein kheench liya, aur Neelam ne bhi koi virodh nahi kiya. Unke hoth ek doosre ke kareeb aaye, aur ek aag si bhadak uthi. Yeh raat ab sirf barsaat ki nahi, balki unke andar ki garmi ki bhi raat thi. Agle hi pal, unke kapde zameen par the, aur dono ek doosre ke badan ko chhoo rahe the, jaise kabhi juda na hona chahte ho.
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