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Satyam or Rahul nadi kinare say apne-apne ghrr kee tarf chl diye. Satyam kaa dimaag ab bi Savita k bheege jism k scene or Rahul kee tharki baaton main uljha huwa thaa. Savita kee wo chipki hoyi saree, uske chuche kaa ubhar, or uski matakti gand uske dimaag main ek chhupa sa madhosh jaga rahi thi. Rahul kaa wo mazak “mummy bi toh ek stri hi h, or tu jawaan ldka h” uske kaanon main goonj raha thaa. Satyam ne apne ap ko sambhalte hue socha, “ye sab galt h, mein aesa kyun sochna raha hun?” halanki uskah jism or dimaag ek dusre k khilaaf lad rahe the.

Haveli pahunchte hi Satyam ne dekha kee Nandini ab bi safai main lagi hoyi thi. Haveli kaa hall ab pahle say kaafi spasht dikh raha thaa, uski saree thodi si gandi hu chuki thi. Satyam ne apni nazar jhukayi or dheeme say kaha, “mummy, mein aa gyaa.”

Nandini ne muskurate hue kaha, “achaa, beta. Tu thodi der aaram krr le, mein ye safai khatam krr leti hun.” Uske chehre pr thakan k saath ek mithi si muskurahat thi, halanki uski naino main vahi bechaini chhupi hoyi thi joo shehar say yahan tak saath aayi thi.

Thodi der baad, jb Nandini haveli k ek kamre main purane bistar k chaddar badal rahi thi, uskah phone baja, screen pr Savita kaa nam dikh raha thaa. Nandini ne phone uthaya, “ha, Savita ji, bolo?”

Savita kee mithi awaaz phone say aayi, “Arre, Nandini ji! bus socha ap dono gaon aaye hu, toh kyun na dopeher kaa khana saath main khaayein? mein dal-baati-churma bnaa rahi hun. ap dono aa jao ghrr pr!”

Nandini ne thodi der socha. Haveli kee safai abi poori nahee hoyi thi, halanki Savita kaa pyaar bhara invitation or gaon kaa ye purana rishte uske liye ek choti si khusii thi. “Theek h, Savita ji, hum aa jayenge. Kitne baje aayein?” usne pucha.

“1 baje tak aa jao. or ha, Nandini ji, thodi der baithkar baatein bi karenge!” Savita ne hans krr kaha, or phone rakh diya. Nandini ne muskurate hue phone table pr rakkha or Satyam ko awaaz di, “Beta, Savita ji ne dopeher k khane k liye ghrr bulaya h. Taiyaar hu jaa, thodi der main chalte haen.”

Satyam, joo apne kamre main let krr apne dimaag k toofan say lad raha thaa, ne sir hilaya, “Theek h, mummy. mein taiyaar hu jata hun.” Usne ek simple shirt or jeans pehna, halanki uskah dimaag ab bi Savita k bheege jism or Rahul kee baaton main uljha thaa.

Dopeher k 1 baje, Nandini or Satyam Savita k ghrr pahunch gaye. Savita ne darwaaza khola, ek neeli saree main, joo uske gore jism pr bilkul jach rahi thi. Uske baal khule the, or uske chehre pr ek pyari si muskurahat thi. “Arre, Nandini ji, aa jao! Satyam beta, andar aa!” Savita ne dono ko gale lagaya or ghrr k chhote say dining area main le gai.

Table pr garam garam dal, baati or churma, aloo kee sabzi, or mooli kaa salad saja huwa thaa. Rahul bi wahan baitha thaa, apne phone main kuch dekh raha thaa. “Arre, Satyam bhay, aa gyaa!” Rahul ne hanste hue kaha.

Khana shuru huwa, or Savita k haathon kaa swad sabki zubaan pr chha gyaa. Nandini ne tareef kee, “Savita ji, ye dal-baati toh ekdum lajawab h! Shehar main aesa taste kahan milta h?” Savita ne hans krr kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, ye toh gaon kaa pyaar h. tm bi toh itna achaa khana banati hu!”

Satyam or Rahul bi khane main mast the, halanki Satyam kaa dimaag ab bi thodi der pahle nadi kinare k scene main atka huwa thaa. Savita kee wo muskurahat, jb usne uski nazar pakdi thi, uske liye ek nvaa sawal ban rahi thi. wo chupke say Savita ko dekhta, or fir juldi apni nazar plate pr jhuka leta.

Khana khatam hone k baad, Nandini or Savita kitchen k pas wale kamre main chali gai, jahan ek chhota sa sofa or ek purana radio rakkha thaa. Savita ne chai k liye paani chadhaya or Nandini say baatein shuru kee. “nandini ji, shehar main kya chl raha h? koy nayee baat?” Savita ne chai k cup banate hue kaha.

Nandini ne muskurate hue kaha, “Arre, Savita ji, shehar main toh bus work or bhag-daud. tm batao, gaon main kya chl raha h?” Usne apni saree kaa pallu theek kia. Savita ne ek pal k liye Nandini ko dekha, or uske chehre pr ek halki si muskurahat aayi.

“Gaon main bi vahi, nandini ji. bus yahan loug apne kheton or rishton main uljhe rehte haen. Waise Nandini ji, tm toh ab bi ekdum jawaan dikhti hu! Gajodhar ji kitne naseeb wale haen!” Savita ne thodi sharaarat k saath kaha. Nandini kaa face thora laal hu gyaa, or usne baat badalne k liye kaha, “Arre, Savita ji, tm bi toh kisi say kam nahee. Rahul k papa kahan h aj-kal?”

Savita ne ek gehri saans li, “wo toh apne work main busy rehte haen, nandini ji, Kabhi-kabhi lagta h kee ek stri kaa jism bi toh kuch maangta h!” Usne Nandini kee tarf dekha , dono k beech kuch pal k liye khamoshi chha gai. Nandini k dimaag main shiksha, Madhuri, or Shilpa kee baatein fir say goonj uthi, halanki usne bus muskurakar kaha, “ha, Savita ji, ye baat toh sai h.”

Dusri tarf, Satyam or Rahul dining area main hi baithe the, apne khali plates k saath. Rahul ne apna phone side main rakkha or Satyam say kaha, “bhay, shehar main kya scene h? tairi kaalej life kaisi chl rahi h? koy friend, koy ldki?”

Satyam ne thodi lajja k saath kaha, “Arre, dost, kaalej toh theek h. Exams khatam hue, ab chhuttiyan haen. 3 friend haen – Golu, Bittu, or Vicky. Bade wale tharki haen saale.”

Rahul ne shararati hasi k saath kaha, “Tharki friend? Arre, bhay, wohi toh asli wale friend hote haen! koy spicy baat bata, kya bolte haen ye Golu, Bittu or vicky?” Satyam ne baat ghumane kee koshish kee, “bus, dost, wo loug har time ladkiyon, bhabhiyon or auntiyon k baare main baatein karte haen. Tu bi toh vahi baat krr raha thaa nadi kinare!”

Rahul ne zor say hasa, “ha, bhay, kyonki asli majaa vahi h! Waise, tu bi kaun sa kam tharki h. Nadi kinare meri mummy ko ayese kyun dekh raha thaa?” Usne fir say aakh mari, or Satyam kaa face lajja say laal hu gyaa. “Arre, wo… bus ayese hi,” Satyam ne ladkhadate hue kaha, halanki Rahul kee hasi uske liye ek or bechaini ban rahi thi.

Thodi si chuppi k baad Savita ne chai kaa cup table pr rakkha or Nandini kee tarf thora jhuk krr, dheeme say kaha, “nandini ji, ek baat bolun? aj nadi kinare ek mazedar waqia huwa.” Usne ayese bola jaesa koy juicy gossip sunane wali hu. Nandini ne thodi hairani say kaha, “waqia? Savita ji! aesa kya hu gyaa?”

Savita ne apne hothon pr ek halki si hasi rakhi or kaan main dheeme say kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, mein pani bharne gai thi na nadi kinare, or wahan satyam or rahul baithkar baatein krr rahe the. jb mein matki bhar krr uthi, thora pani chhalak krr mere blouse or saree pr gir gyaa. bus, fir kya! Satyam toh meri tarf ayese dekhne laga, jaesa koy film ko heroine ko dekhta h!”

Nandini kaa face ek pal k liye laal hu gyaa. “Arre, Savita ji, ye kya bol rahi hu? maira beta toh sharmila ldka h, usne aesa kyun kia?” usne baat ghumane kee koshish kee, halanki uskah dill ❤️ thodi si bechaini say dhadakne laga. Savita ne Nandini kaa haath pakda or dheeme say kaha, “Arre, nandini ji, sharmila toh h, halanki jawaan ldka h. or mein bi toh ek stri hun, sacch bolun, muze toh thora majaa hi aaya uski wo nazar dekh krr aesa laga jaesa ab bi meri jawani main kuch baat h!”

Savita kee baaton main ek ajib si masti thi, or Nandini k dimaag main ek toofan sa uthne laga. Usne apne bete Satyam k bare main aesa kabhi socha nahee thaa, halanki Savita kee baatein uske liye ek nayee sochna la rahi thi. Usne apne ap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Savita ji, tm bi na, Satyam toh bus ayese hi dekh raha hoga.” halanki andar hi andar, uske dill ❤️ main ek alag sa mehsoos jaag raha thaa ek aisi bechaini joo uske sanskaron k khilaaf thi

Savita ne Nandini k chehre pr wo bechaini padh li, halanki usne baat aage badhayi. “nandini ji, ye sab toh hotha rehta h. Waise tumhe toh ptaa h, tumhara roop toh ab bi gaon k mardon ko pagal krta h. Satyam teraa beta h, halanki wo bi toh ek mard hi ban raha h?” Usne ek tirchhi nazar say Nandini ko dekha, or Nandini kaa face lajja k saath or laal hu gyaa.

Dusri tarf dining table pr Rahul ne Satyam say kaha, “bhay, waise tuze ek baat bolun? tairi mummy, Nandini aunti, toh ekdum mast h dost! Matlab, unkah roop… haye, gaon main aisi stri kahan milti h!” Uske chehre pr ek tharki si hasi thi.

Satyam kaa dill ❤️ ek pal k liye dhadak utha. Uske dimaag main us rath kaa scene fir say aaya Nandini kaa nanga jism, uske papa kee nakaam koshish. Rahul kee baatein uske liye ek madhosh ban rahi thi, halanki wo sharminda bi thaa. “Arre, Rahul, ye kya bol raha h? wo meri mummy h!” usne baat ghumane kee koshish kee, halanki uskah face thora laal hu gyaa.

Rahul ne zor say hasa or Satyam k kandhe pr haath rakkha, “Arre, bhay, mein toh bus tareef krr raha hun! tairi mummy ekdum heroine jaisi h, dost. Agar wo meri mummy hoty, toh mein bi roz uski khubsurati dekhkar pagal hu jaata!” Usne aakh mari, or Satyam kaa dill ❤️ ek ajib si garmi main jhulasne laga. Rahul kee baatein uske doston Golu, Bittu or Vicky kee baaton jaisi thi, or Satyam ko andar hi andar ek alag sa majaa aane laga. Usne apne ap ko sambhalte hue kaha, “chl, dost, ab bus krr. Tu bi na,”

Rahul ne fir say hans krr kaha, “waise, tairi mummy itni haseen h toh tere friend bi baatein karte haen kya shehar main?” Usne mazak main poochha, halanki Satyam ne juldi say kaha, “nahee dost, bus tu hi aisi bakwas krr raha h!” halanki uskah jism us maze ko chhupa nahee pa raha thaa joo Rahul kee tareefon say mil raha thaa.  

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