Baqar Bhai hamare bahot duur ke rishtedar thay. Uun ke baap ke halaat kharab rehne lagge to uunhein Daddy ke paas bhej diya gaya. Uus waqt uun ki umar 19 saal thi, aur meri 18. Hamara bahot barra bungla tha, lekin Baqar ko koee room nahin diya gaya, balke uun ko hamare barre zeene ke neeche divaar ke saath jagah di gaee. Voh vahan aik charpaee aur apni sanduuk le kar rehne lagge. Uun ke saamne bangle ka andaruuni main darvazah tha, aur jub koee raat deir se aata, to Baqar ko uuthh kar darvazah kholna hota. Uun ko Daddy ne apni cement factory mein kaam pe laga liya.
Baqar ka bolne ka andaaz hum logon se alag tha, jis ki wajah se shuru mein mujhe uun ko suun kar hunsi aati thi. Lekin uunki baatein mazedaar hoti thin, aur hamari umron mein bahot farq hone ke bawajuud meri uun se dosti ho gaee. Voh bahot jaldi jaldi aur josh mein bolte thay aur uun ki zaban pe gaali jaldi aajati thi. Voh apne ko kissi se kum nahin jaante thay, aur aksar barraeeyan maarte. Raat ko Daddy ke saath ghar aate to main uun se guppein lagane uun ke paas jaata. Khaane ke baad uun ko cigarette peene ki aadat thi, aur mein uun ke saath bahar road pe paan vaale ki dukaan jaata, jahan voh mujhe meetha paan dilate, aur khuud koee sasti cigarette lete. Phir hum aik bangle ke divaar ki aar mein baith jaate aur Baqar badbudaar tambaqu vaali cigarette ka kash lete huey mujhe bolte: ‘Yaar Ali, qasam Khuda ki, main bahot barra aadmi nikluunga. Tum dekhna, hum sub ko chaunka denge! Tum dekhna buss! Hilla kar rakh denge sub ku! Aik chanass ka intezar hai buss, phir dekho kaisa paintra badalta huun, iss ki Maa ki kuuss!’
Aik raat voh apni charpaee pe laite huey thay aur main uun ke pairon ke paas baitha tha. Baat karte karte voh ruuk gaey, phir bole: ‘Iss ki Maan ka tanrraan!’ Main ne hunste huey puuchha ke kya hua, to bole: ‘Bhai Ali, yeh dekho, hum par kaisi aur musibat aan parri hai!’ aur uunhon ne apne pajame ke uupar se haath mein apna kharra hua lund pakar kar mujhe dikhaya. Main sharm se jhenp gaya, lekin Baqar yuun bolte gaey jaise koee bahot barra masala ho gaya ho uun ko. Voh apne lund ko gaaliyaan dene lagge aur uus ko haath se neeche dabba dabba kar chhorte jaate aur voh jhatke se phir uupar aa jaata aur uun ke pajame ko kharra kar deta.
Phir Baqar bole, ‘Bhai Ali, mera aik kaam to kar do?’ Main ne puuchha kya, to bole: ‘Bavarchikhane se chhurri le ao aur is ko kaat daalo!’ Main hunsne lagga to bole, ‘Kissi ko karb o azziyat mein dekh kar tujhe hunsi aati hai? Hum yahan marre jaarahe hain aur tujhe athkheliyan soojhi hain!’ Main dabbi aawaaz se hunsta raha, yahan tak ke mere pait mein bal parrne lagge.
Phir achanak uunhon ne apna pajama khol kar apne tanne huey lund ko bahar nikaal liya aur mera haath kheech kar uus pe rakh diya, aur bole: ‘Haey, zarra dabba to sahih iss haramzaade ko!’ Main ne apna haath hatana chaha to uunhon ne pakar kar apne lund par aur dabba diya, aur kaha: ‘Fikar mut kar. Hum teri gaand nahin marenge. Hummein buss chuut chodne mein mazza aata hai.’ Phir main ne Baqar ka nanga lund pakar liya aur uusse sehlane lagga. Voh kuuch deir apne lund ko mere haath mein hilte dekhte rahe, phir bole: ‘Ali, tu ne kabhi zindah chuut dekhi hai?’ Main dheemi aavaaz se hunsne lagga aur uun se puuchha, ‘Zindah chuut kya hoti hai?’ Uunhon ne lambi thandi saans li aur bole: ‘Voh chuut jo haqeeqat mein nazar ke saamne ho. Ali Khan, hum ne Riyasat mein bahot aurton aur larkiyon ko choda hai. Jaise logon ko khaane ki bhuuk lagti hai na? Hum ko buss aisi bhuuk chodne ki lagti hai!’
Iss ke kuuchh dinon baad meri ikloti behen, Bilquis, jub uun ki shaadi ko teen saal bhi nahin huey thay, Dubai mein apne engineer shohar se larr kar, apne 7 maheene ke bachhe ko uttha kar hamare ghar laut aain. Jub Baji ki shadi huee thi, to mujhe uun ka room milla tha. Chuunke main larka tha, aur jawan ho raha tha, uun ke lautne ke baad kissi ne mujhe kamre se nikalne ko nahin kaha aur Baji ko vahan zameen pe bistar banna kar, apne bachhe ka jhuula apne paas rakh kar, sona parra. Main aaraam se Baji ke barre palang pe sota tha.
Baqar meri Baji ko dekhte hee uun pe lattu ho gaey. Dinner table pe Baji mere left par baithtin, aur Baqar mere right pe. Khate huey Baqar Baji ko chori chhuppe khuub dekhte, aur aik do daffa zaruur achaar, namak ya koee aur cheez Baji ko utthane ko kehte aur uun se lete huey uun ki ungliyan chhuune ka mazza lete. Lekin Bilquis Baji apne khayalon mein guum rehtin, aur nazrein jhukka kar khana khatin, aur chuup chaap uuth jaatin.
Raat ko kabhi main zeene ke neeche Baqar Bhai ki charpaee pe jaata, to voh Bilquis Baji ka puuchhte: ‘Kahan hai? Kya karti hai?’ Phir voh apna pajama kholte aur mujhe apna tanna hua lund dikhate, aur meri Baji ko uus ki burri haalat ka qusuur vaar tehrate. ‘Dekh Ali, dekh is bichaare ka teri behen ne kya haal kiya hai!’ Mujhe hunsi aati to kehte: ‘Haan, haan, tu to hunsega hee na? Tu to raat bhar uus mast maal ko dekh sakta hai, tere kamre mein jo soti hai . Zameen pe lete hoti hai tere saamne. Lekin main to Bilquis ko buss raat ko khaane pe dekhta huun, aur yeh madarchod phir baithhta nahin. Tu aisa kar, Ali, iss behenchod ka galla dabba kar kaam tamaam karde, to meri jaan chhuute!’
Phir voh mera haath apne garam lund par rakh dete aur mujhe deir tak usse masalna parta. Mera haath thak jaata to main uus ko uun ki jhaanton pe taik deta aur uun ke laurre ko neeche se pakar kar reh reh kar halke halke hilata. Baqar Bhai ki jhatein bahot ghanni thin aur mere haath ke liye cushion ka kaam kartin. Main uun ke sakht lund ko halke jhatke dete rehta, aur voh meri Baji pe garam hote rehte.
‘Ali Sardar,’ voh kehte, ‘Teri behen 27 saal ki jawan chuut hai. Bahot garam hai andar se. Main uus ki aankhon mein dekhta huun chudaee ki pyaas. Kya zaalim gandummi rung hai uus ka! Kya barri barri chhatiyan hain, yaar, uus ki! Tu ne dekha kaise be-dhyaani mein apne nichle hont pe zabaan pherti hai? Phir behenchod uus ka phuula hua hont geela ho kar aur chamakne lagta hai, aur mera yeh chuutiya lund uus ko dekh kar meri Maan chodta hai!’
Aik Sunday ki shaam, jub Bilquis Baji aur main hamare pichhle baagh mein uun ke bachhe Zain ko ghumma rahe thay, to Baqar vahan aa gaey. Zain ko Baji ki gode mein dekh kar voh fauran uus ki taraf lapke. ‘Aha! Zain hai yahan! Challo jaldi se Uncle ke paas aajao, aajao aajao!’ Zain uun ke paas nahin aana chahta tha aur apni Ma se chipak gaya to Baqar ne kheench kar usse apni gode mein le liya. Yuun karne se Baqar ka aik haath ka pichhla hissa aik lamhe ke liey meri Baji ke aik duudh se ja lagga. Phir Baqar huns huns kar bachhe ko gode mein le kar gol gol ghuumne lagge.
Yeh Baji aur Baqar ka pehla ittefaaq tha aamne saamne kharre ho kar milne ka. Baji kuuch deir fikarmand ho kar apne bachhe ko dekhne ke baad bolin: ‘Buss, buss iss ko chakkar aaenge.’ aur Zain ko Baqar se lene lagin. Bachhe ko lautate huey aik daffa phir Baqar ne apna haath Baji ke aik duudh se lagga liya.
Baji fauran muur kar bangale ke taraf jaane lagin. Peeche se Baqar ne aavaaz di, ‘Baji, sufaid kapron mein bahot achhi lag rahin hain aap!’ Baqar na sirf Baji se 8 saal chhote thay, balke voh khaandani darjeh ke lihaaz se bhi uunse bahot ghatiya thay, aur uun ka Baji se yuun bolna bahot ajeeb baat thi, aur mera to dil dharrakne lagga ke abhi Baji ko ghussa aaeyga aur voh Baqar ko daante gin. Lekin Baji kuuch bolin nahin aur chalti rahin.
Phir Baqar bole: ‘Buss aik cheez ki kammi hai!’ Mera khuun khushk ho gaya. Main samjha Baqar Bhai aaj maare gaey. Lekin meri Baji barre aaram se apni moti si choti hilla kar murrin, aur Baqar se apni barri barri kaali aankhein milla kar bolin: ‘Kya mutlab?’
Baqar ne jhat se jhuuk kar kiyaari mein se aik barra sufaid gule dawoodi ka phuul tor kar Baji ki taraf barha diya, aur bole: ‘Iss phuul ki kammi hai tumhare baalon mein. Lagga duun?’ Baji kuuch lamhein Baqar ko sanjeedgi se dekhti rahin, phir bolin: ‘Ali ko de do,’ aur muurr kar ghar ke andar challi gaeen. Main ne Baqar Bhai ko dekha to uun ki rangat peeli si parr gaee thi, aur voh aise lagne lagge thay jaise uun ko nasha ho raha ho. Uunhon ne kaanpte huey haath se mujhe voh phuul diya, aur bole: ‘Ali, iss ko apne room mein paani mein rakhna.’
Main ne phuul ko aik katore mein apne dressing table par rakh diya, aur phir khel kuud mein Baji ko batana bhuul gaya. Raat ko dining table par jub Bilquis Baji aain, to voh phuul uun ke baalon mein lagga hua tha.
Meri Baji to, jaise uun ki aadat thi, apne mein guum khana kha rahi thin, lekin Baqar uun ke sar mein apna diya hua phuul dekh kar aape se bahar ho rahe thay. Voh hud se ziyadah hunse lagge, aur zaruurat se ziyadah har aik se bolne lagge. Yahan tak ke voh mere Daddy, jo uun se duur, table ke duusre sirre pay baithe thay, uunchi avaaz se cricket aur international politics pe bolne lagge. Daddy ne aik do baat ka jawaab de kar Baqar se kaha: ‘Ab tum khane par tawwajeh do, Baqar.’
Main apna homework kar ke seerhi ke neeche Baqar Bhai ke paas gaya, to voh bistar par laite huey thay, aur uun ki raanon ke beech mein uun ka pajama uuthha hua tha. ‘Ali Jaan,’ voh bole, ‘Zara dekhna to iss Maee ke laal ko!’ Main hunste huey uun ke pairon ke paas baith gaya. ‘Kya hua iss ko Baqar Bhai?’ main ne puuchha. Baqar Bhai ne apna pajama khol kar apne laurre ko nanga kar diya aur bole, ‘Arre Miyaan, tumhari behen ne mera diya hua phuul apne sar mein kya lagga liya, iss bewaquuf ki to Eed ho gaee hai. Khushi ke maare baithna bhuul gaya hai. Dekho, tum hee dekho?’ Baqar apne lund ko anguuthe se aage jhuukate aur chhorte to voh jhatke se phir apni kharri position pe aa jaata. Uun ka safaid lund dheemi light mein chamak raha tha. Voh kaafi chaurra aur lamba lag raha tha aur uus ka sar phuula hua tha. Main ne uus ko haath mein liya to voh bahot garam ho raha tha.
Baqar apni konion pe utth kar mere haath mein apna lund dekhte huey bole, ‘Ali Jaan, yeh bahot jald teri behen ki chuut mein jaaeyga ab.’ Main ne shikayat ki, ‘Aap meri behen ka mujhe hee bolte hain?’ to voh bole, ‘Arre Chanda, to aur kaunsi patakha larrki hai mere aas paas jis ka boluun? Vohi mast cheez meri aankhon mein samaee huee hai. Uus ke chehre aur badan se saaf lagta hai ke voh chudaee mein mazzah lena aur dena jaanti hai. Jaanein kaise uus ka chuutiya shohar uus se larr liya? Uus ki kaali aankhon mein uus ki chuut ka rasela paani phirta hai, aur uus ke jism se uus ki garmi ki bhaanp aati hai. Haaey Alijaan, kya zaalim cheez hai teri behen!’
Baqar Bhai ki gandi baatein suun kar meri lulli bhi kharri ho gaee thi. Main ab apna haath uun ke gore lund pe uupar se neeche tak masalne lagga tha. Phir voh bole, ‘Dekh Ali, kissi aur ka lund hota na yeh? To tere haath mein abhi tak jharr gaya hota. Lekin yeh khaandani cheez hai, aurat ko do teen daffa la kar hee dum leta hai’. Mera uulta haath duukhne lagga to main ne Baqar ka lund seedhe haath se masalna shuru kiya. Kuuchh deir voh mere haath ka mazzah lete rahe, phir bole, ‘Ali, teri Bilquis Baji tere saamne apne bachhe ko duudh to pilati hogi, na?’ Main: ‘Haan. Pilati hain Baji Zain ko duudh’. Baqar: ‘Puura bahar nikalti hai apni chhati?’ Main: ‘Ji. Aik duudh nikaalti hain. Bachha uus ka duudh pi leta hai to uus ko bra mein le leti hain, phir duusra nikaalti hain.’ Baqar mere haath ko pakar kar apne lund par tezi se uupar neeche karne lagge. Baqar: ‘Barre barre hain na teri Baji ke duudh?’ Main: ‘Haan, kaafi barre hain.’ Baqar: ‘To dekhna Ali, teri behen ki main dono chhatiyan nangi karuunga tere room mein, aur chusuunga. Phir choduunga uus ko’. Itne mein uupar se meri Ammi ki mujhe pukaarne ki aawaaz aaee. Main jhatt se Baqar Bhai se alag ho gaya aur zameen par apni chappal dekhne lagga. Baqar haanpti huee saans mein bole, ‘Ali jaa kar Bilquis se puuchh ke kuuchh deir baad main aauun uus se milne?’ Mera dar ke maare dil dharrakne lagga, ‘Abhi?’ main ne chaunk kar puuchha. Baqar Bhai apne lund ko muutthi mein le kar hilate huey bole, ‘Dar mut, kuuchh nahin hoga. Buss tu apni Baji ko bol Baqar milna chahta hai.’
Ammi ko jawaab de kar main apne room mein aaya to Baji mere writing table pe koee kitaab parh rahi thin. Main bathroom se aaya aur apne bed mein ghuss gaya. Phir Baji bhi sone ki tayyari karne lagin. Jub uunhon ne room ki light bund kar ke nightlight on kar din, to main bol parra: ‘Baji, Baqar puuchh rahe thay ke voh aap se milne aaey?’ Mujhe aisa lagga ke Baji slow motion mein meri taraf murrin. Uun ki khamoshi se main sahem gaya, aur apni chaadar sar pe le li. Kuuchh deir baad voh apne bistar par ja kar lait gaeen. Raat ko sone se pehle Bilquis Baji apni brassiere nikaal kar takiye ke neeche rakh deti thin. Mujhe aavaaz aaee kapron ki, to main samajh gaya ke uunhon ne bra utaar kar apni chhatiyon ko aazad kar diya hai. Kuuch deir room mein khamoshi rahi. Phir mujhe lagga ke Baji apna bistar chhorr kar ki balcony mein challi gaee hain.
Jub Baji kaafi deir tak andar nahin lautin, to main balcony ke taraf gaya. Road ki neeli raushni mein mujhe Baji sufaid kurta pajama mein kharri nazar aaeen. Voh duur andhere ko dekh rahi thin. Main ne khaansa, aur uun ke paas jaa kar kharra ho gaya. ‘Neend nahin aa rahi hai, Baji?’ main ne puuchha. Voh kuuch deir baad dheemi aavaaz mein bolin: ‘Baqar ko kya ho gaya hai? Uus ko aisa nahin chahna chahiye’.
Main ne uun ke chehre ko dekha to Baqar ki baat yaad aaee, ke uun ki mast aankhon mein uun ki chuut ka rasila paani phirta hai. Baji ke baddan ko dekha to Baqar ki duusri baat yaad aaee, ke uun ki body se uun ki garmi ki bhaanp aati hai. Baji ki barri barri aankhein nasheli huee thin, aur voh aadhi bund si ho rahi thin. Uun ke hont zabaan pherne se geele thay aur light mein chamak rahe thay. Patle kurte ke andar uun ki jaandar chahtiyan nangi thin aur uun ki har saans ke saath uuthti baithti thin. Uun ke nipples sakht ho kar apni nokon se kurte ko utthaey huey thay.
Main: ‘Baji, aik baat kahuun?’ Baji: ‘Kaho?’ Main: ‘Baqar ko aane dein na yahan?’ Baji: ‘Kyun?’ Main: ‘Voh bahot mazze ke aadmi hain, aur aap ko bahot chahte hain, Baji. Uun se dosti karlo. Aap ka ji behla rahega. Iss room mein aap dono mil sakte hain, aur kissi ko pata bhi nahin chalega.’ Baji: ‘Voh mujh se 8 saal chhota hai.’ Main: ‘To kya hua, Baji, koee aap ko shadi thhora hee karna hai uus se?’ Meri iss baat pe Baji ko hunsi aa gaee. Kehne lagin: ‘Tu uus ka chamcha hai kya?’ Main ne kuuch jawaab nahin diya aur Baji ki kamar mein haath daal diya, aur uun ke kaan mein bola: ‘Bula luun? Jaag rahe honge.’ Baji kuuch deir apni barri aankhon se mujhe dekhti rahin, phir bolin: ‘Uus ko bol mujhe maluum karna hai voh kyun milna chahta hai mujhe se.’ Main jaane lagga to Baji bolin: ‘Khayal rakhna, koee dekh na le’.
Main dabbe paauun, jaldi jaldi zeene se uttar kar Baqar ke paas gaya. Voh apne bistar pe seedhe lete huey thay. Main nazdeek jaa kar ne uun ke kaan mein kaha: ‘Baji puuchhti hain, kya baat karna hai uun se?’ Voh uuchhal kar baith gaey. ‘Bula rahi hai?’ uunhon ne puuchha. Phir voh aage, aur main peechhe, jaldi jaldi dabbe paauun mere room mein aagaey, aur main ne ahista se darvazeh ko kivaar laga di. Baji balcony hee mein kharri thin. Baqar uun ke qareeb jaa kar khaare ho gaey, aur baatein karne lagge. Main room mein darvazeh ki aar mein kharra raha.
‘Bilquis Baji,’ Baqar keh rahe thay, ‘Achha hua aap ne mujhe bula liya, nahin to qasam se hum bimaar ho jaate!’ Baji: ‘Arre, kyun?’ Baqar: ‘Baji, Khuda ki qasam, buss hum ko aap achhi lug gaeen hain! Hum ko pyar karna hai aap se!’ Baji: ‘Pyar?’ Baqar: ‘Haan! Hum ko buss ab kuuchh nahin suujhta. Faqat aap ki laggan rehti hai. Bilquis Baji, hum ko pyar kar ne do buss aap. Qasam se, hum aap ko bahot pyar karenge. Aap ko mazza denge. Buss aap maan jao!’
‘Pagal mut banno,’ Baji Baqar ko ghuurte huey bolin. ‘Main tumhari behen jaisi huun, tum se 8 saal barri huun, shaadi shuda huun, aur aik bachhe ki Maan huun!’ Baqar: ‘Main kuuch nahin jaanta. Tum iis ko dekho buss. Dekho hum ku yeh badmaash kaisa pareshaan kiya hua hai!’ Aur Baqar ne apne kurte ka daman pakar kar uttha diya. Uss ke neeche, pajame ke andar, uun ka lund ik dum kharra hua tha. Baji chaunk kar peechhe hut gaeen, aur apne muunh pe haath rakh kar bolin: ‘Allah! Yeh kya? Baqar, tum ko kuuchh bhi sharm nahin aati?’ ‘Sharm ko chhoro, Baji!’ Baqar uunchi aavaaz mein bole, ‘Hamari haalat pe rahem karro buss!’ Baji bolin: ‘Arre, tum kurta to neeche karro!’
Main ab balcony mein chala gaya, aur uun dono se kaha: ‘Aap loge itna zor se bol rahe hain, koee suun lega aur dekh lega aap logon ko. Please, andar aa kar baat kijiye na!’ Iss par dono chuup ho gaey, aur fauran mere peechhe room mein aa gaey. Main jaa kar apne bed pe lait gaya aur uun se kaha: ‘Yahan bhi aahista bolna, mujhe neend aa rahi hai.’
Baji mere writing table ki kursi par baith gaeen, aur Baqar table se taik lagga kar uun ke saamne aadhe baithe, aadhe kharre huey thay. Baqar Bhai ki raanon ke beech uun ki shalvar ka kapra ab bhi uttha hua tha, aur Baji ke chehre se koee do feet duur tha. Voh dono ki saansein phuul rahi thin. Baqar Baji ki taraf jhuuk kar bole, ‘Maan jao na, Bilquis?’
Baji Baqar ko dekhti rahin, phir bolin, ‘Tum jao na, Baqar?’ Baqar ne apna haath Baji ke kaandhe pe rakh diya. Baji ne muurr kar meri taraf dekha, aur bolin, ‘Ali sub dekh raha hai!’ Baqar ne apna gaal uun ke gaal se lagga kar uun ke kaan mein bole, ‘Voh so gaya hai. Uus ki fikar mut kijiye’. Bilquis Baji uutthne laggin to Baqar ne uun ki kamar mein dono haath daal kar uun ko pakarr liya. Phir uun ki peeth pe haath rakh kar uun ko apne se chipka liya. Baji ki chhahtiyan, jo uun ke kurte ke neeche nangi thin, Baqar ke seene se lug kar dub gaee thin.
Jub Baqar aik haath Baji ke kolhon pe pherne lagge to voh halke halke apne ko chhurrane laggin. Aahistah aahistah Bilquis Baji ne apne ko Baqar ki pakar se chhura hee liya. Jub voh murrin, to main ne dekha ke malmal ke patle kurte ke andar Baji ki bhaari chahtiyan idhar udhar jhuul rahi thin, aur uun ke dono nipples vaise hee kharre thay. Phir Baji jaldi se apne bistar par lait gaeen, aur sar se pair tak apne ko chaadar se dhaanp lin.
Baqar bachon ki tarah haath pair pe reingte huey Baji ke uupar aa kar ruuke rahe, iss intezaar mein ke voh apne muunh se chaadar hataein. Baji ne chadar ke andar se kaha: ‘Taubah hai! Uttho na mere uupar se?’ Dam ghutta jaata hai!’. Baqar: ‘Main aap ko chhuuh to nahin raha!’ Baji: ‘Hatto na, Baqar?’ Baqar: ‘Pehle tum apna suunhera chehra dikhao?’ Baji ne apne khuubsurat chehre se chaadar hatta din, aur ghusse ke andaz mein bolin: ‘Kya musibat hai?’
Baqar ne apne hont Baji ke honton par rakhna chahe, to Baji nahin maanin, aur takiye pe sar idhar udhar hilla kar apne hont Baqar ke honton se bachati rahin. Baqar hunsne lagge aur bole: ‘Koee faidah nahin, Bilquis Begum! Tumhare nakhron se main aur garam hota huun!’ Phir josh mein aa kar uunhon ne apni body Baji ki body se lagga din, aur uun ke haathon ko uun ke sar ke peechhe kar ke apne haathon se dabba din, aur apne honton se Baji ke honton ka phir shikaar karne lagge. Kaee daffa uun ka muunh Baji ke muunh se lagga bhi, par Baji hata letin. Lekin kuuchh deir baad, jub Baji apna sar hilla hilla kar thakne laggin to Baqar ne uun ke khulle huey muunh ko apne muunh se pakar hee liya. Meri Baji ne phir apna muunh nahin hataya aur Baqar dabba kar uun ko chummi karne lagge. Baqar ne jub uun ke baazu chhorr diye to Baji ne apne dono haath uun ke galle mein daal kar uun ko aur chimmat kar kiss dene laggin.
Kuchh deir room mein Baji aur Baqar ki geeli chuumiyon ki awazein aati rahin. Phir jhuule mein Baji ka bachha Zain kuchh hilne lagga to Baji ne apna seedha haath Baqar ki gardan se nikaal liya aur uus se jhuule ko hilane lagin. Uunka uulta haath ab bhi Baqar ke kaandhe par tha, aur uunki zaban puuri Baqar ke muunh mein thi. Zain chuup ho gaya to Baji ne phir dono haath Baqar ki gardan mein daal diye aur uun ko chuumiyan deti rahin. Voh dono apni zabane aik duusre ke muunh mein puuri andar daalte aur deir tak chuuste, ya phir aik duusre ke honton ko chuuste aur apne daanton se pakar kar kheenchte. Main bed mein leta hua yeh dekh raha tha, aur apni kharri huee chulli ko masal raha tha.
Phir Baqar meri Baji ki peshaani, aakhein, gaal, kaanon, aur gardan ko kiss karte huey bole: ‘Pehli nazar mein mujhe yaqeen ho gaya tha ke jald tum mere neeche aaogi’. Baji ne Baqar ke baalon mein ungliyan phirate huey puuchha: ‘Kaise?’ Baqar: ‘Tumhara ang ang bol raha tha ke tum chudaee ke liye banni ho’. Iss daffa khuud Baji ne apna muunh Baqar ke muunh se lagga diya, aur dono phir zabane larrane lagge.
Kissing karte huey Baqar ne Baji ki chadar jo uun ke jismon ke darmiaan phansi huee thi, kheench kar hatta din aur Baji ke bharre huey badan par apna haath pherne lagge. Voh Baji ki duudh se bhari aik chhaati ko pakar kar dabate, phir usse hilla kar chhorte to voh kurte ke neeche jammi huee jelly ki tarah hilti. Phir uun ka haath Baji ki raan ko masalta aur uun ki shalvar uupar neeche hoti. Uun ki gaand ke neeche haath le jaate aur aik kolha mein apne uungliyaan gaarrh dete. Aakhir mein uunhon ne Baji ki taangon ke beech mein haath daal diya aur uun ki chuut pakar lin. Phir Baji se tharraee huee aawaaz mein bole: ‘Bilquis, tumhari chuut kitni garam hai! Mere hath pe uus ki bhaanp lag rahi hai!’ Baji kuchh bolin nahin lekin apni taangein dheeli kar ke aur khol din, ta’ake Baqar ka haath theek se uun ki puuri chuut ko pakar sakke. Baqar Bhai apni hatheli se meri behen ki chuut uupar se neeche tak masal rahe thay aur Baji khuud bhi apni gaand ko halke halke uupar neeche hilla kar uun ke haath ka mazzah le rahi thin. Baqar ne duusre haath se Baji ka malmal ka kurta uttha kar uun ki barri barri chhatiyan nangi kar din aur kurte ko Baji ki thhorri ke neeche phansa din, ta’ake uun ke suunheri hilte huey duudh khulle rahein.
Baqar bahot deir tak Baji ki chuut ko shalvar ke uupar se masalte rahe, phir uus mein apni beech ki do ungliyon ko andar bahar karne lagge, yahan tak ke Baji ki shalvar ka kaafi kapra uun ki geeli chuut ke suraakh ke andar tak challa gaya tha. Baji apne baazu phelae huey, aur aankhen bund kar ke laite huey thin. Voh kabhi kabhi halka sa ‘Ah’ kar ke karrahtin aur apna sar hillatin. Lekin jub Baqar Baji ki aik chhati apne muunh mein lene lagge to Baji ne uun pe haath rakh kar uun ko manna kiya: ‘Baqar, nahin. Zain utthega to duudh maangega. Mere nipples ko apna thuuk mut lagao.’ Baqar fauran maan gaey, aur bole: ‘Achha achha, to lao tumhari shalvar khol duun’.
Voh Baji ki shalvar ka naarra khol kar uusse utaarne lagge to Baji ne apni hips uttha din, aur Baqar ne aaraam se uun ki shalvar nikaal din. Road ki neeli light mein meri Baji ka nanga badan chamak raha tha. Uunke barre barre duudh uun ke seene pe phehle huey thay aur uun ki sidol raanon ke beech uun ki phuuli huee chuut Baqar ke liye khulli parri thi. Baqar bhi jhat se nange ho gaey thay. Uunk ka lamba chaurra lund, jis ko main ne kaee daffa pakrra tha, talvaar jaise kharra tha. Lund ki maalish karte huey salte huey Baqar Bhai qareeb aaey to meri behen ne apni taangein aur khol din. Baqar uun ki chuut pe apne lund ka sar lagga kar usse uupar neeche masalne lagge. ‘Bilquis Baji,’ Baqar ne garmi se bharri aawaaz mein kaha, ‘Aap ki chuut itni geeli hai ke tel lagane ki zaruurat nahin.’ Jawab mein Baji bhi gand hilla hilla kar apni chuut Baqar ke lund ke sar se ragarne lagin aur uun ki bhaari chhatiyan aage peeche hilne lagin.
Phir Baqar ne meri behen ki hilti huee raanein pakar kar roke din aur uun ko peechhe kar ke aur khol din. Thhori deir tak voh Baji ki geeli chuut ko dekhte rahe, phir achanak bole: ‘Arre Bilquis, aik baat puuchhna hai tum se…’ Baji ne hairaan ho kar apna sar uuthaya: ‘Kya baat, Baqar?’ ‘Puuchhna hai,’ Baqar hunste huey bole, ‘Daal duun andar? Chode duun tum ko?’ Baji ne apna sar takiye par girra diya aur hunste huey apne baazu se apni aankhein chhuppa lin. Phir Baqar Bhai ne apna bhaari laurra ahistah ahistah Baji ki chuut mein puura ghussa diya.
Baji ke muunh se sukuun ki aik lambi ‘Aah’ nikli, aur uunhon ne Baqar ki gardan pakar kar uun ke hont apne honton se chipka diye aur apni chuut ko halke halke uupar neeche karne laggin. Kiss ko torrte huey Baqar ne Baji se kaha: ‘Qasam se, Baji, kya dahekti chuut hai tumhari! Mere laurre ko aisa pakrri huey hai, jaise pehli daffa lund gaya ho uus me!’ Iss par Bilquis Baji ‘Ah, Ah,’ karte huey aur zor zor se Baqar Bhai ke lund par apni geeli chuut aage peechhe karne laggin. ‘Imaan se, Bilquis Baji,’ Baqar phir bole, ‘Hum se chudvate rehna. Jub ji chahe, Ali se bol kar ke hum ko bula liya karna. Hum tum ko achhi tarah chode kar tumhari garmi nikaal diya karenge. Aap bhi khush rahogi aur hum bhi.’ Phir voh bhi uuchhal uuchhal kar meri behen ki chuut maarne lagge. Room mein uun dono ki raanon ke takrane ki ‘thapp thapp’, aur taiz saanson ki aawaazen guunj rahi thin.
Phir achanak Baji ka beta apne jhuule mein jaag gaya aur ruuk ruuk kar dheemi awaaz mein rone lagga. Iss se pehle ke Baji aur Baqar ki chudaee kharaab ho, main faurann uutth kar Zaid ke jhuule ke paas gaya, uus ke muunh mein uus ki chuusni de kar jhuula hilane lagga. Voh dono mere saamne zameen par aik duusre se chipke huey zordaar chudaee kar rahe thay.
Bilquis Baji ne mujhe dekh liya tha ke bachhe ko dekh raha huun to voh Baqar ke neeche vaise hee chuudti rahin. Uun ke khuubsurat chehre par khulle baalon ki lattein parri huee thin, aur uun ki band aakhon ki lambi lambi palkein uun ke gaalon pe kapkapa rahi thin, aur uun ke ras bharre hont Baqar ke muunh ki thook se chamak rahe thay. Baqar ab uun ki peeth ke peeche se dono baazu daal kar uun ko kaandhon se tight pakre huey thay aur jum jum kar uun ki chuut mein apna lund maar rahe thay. Baji kabhi apne pair aur phelatin ya Baqar ki kamar mein daaltin to mere paauun se uunka pauun lagta.
Main terah saal ka bacha, kub tak aisi chudaee dekhta aur apni lulli ko masalta: Vahin jhuule ke paas kharre kharre apne pajame mein zindagi ki pehli muuth nikaaldi, aur larrh kharrate huey apne palang par aa kar dher ho gaya.
Subha aankh khulli to Baji mujhe hilla hilla kar uttha rahi thin. Voh hunste huey bol rahi thin: ‘Arre uttho bhi, Ali! Kya din bhar sote rahoge?’ Baji ko dekh kar main hairaan reh gaya. Dubai se aane ke baad voh pehli daffa khush huee nazar aa rahi thin. Uunhon ne naha dho kar neele rung ki kameez shalvar pehni huee thin. Uun ke duudh, jinhein Baqar Bhai ne raat bahot masla tha, apni brassiere mein tanne huey thay, aur uun ke gaal aur gardan par Baqar Bhai ke daant aur chummiyon ke nishaan thay. Main ne baith kar uun ke dono haath pakar liye aur uun ko apni taraf kheench liya. ‘Kya baat hai, Baji,’ main ne shararat se puuchha, ‘Aaj itni khilli huee kyun hain?’
Baji ne muskurate huey apne haath chhorra liye, aur mere pajame pe meri manni ke dhabbon ki taraf isharah karte huey bolin: ‘Jaa kar isse badal lo, jaanein kahan se itne daagh lagga aaey ho!’ . Hum dono hunsne lagge.
Voh jaane laggin to main ne puuchha: ‘Aaj raat bhi bula luun uun ko?’ Voh ruuk gaeen, mujhe muur kar dekhin, aur dheemi aawaaz mein bolin: ‘Kaisa chamcha hai tu uss ka!’ Main ne israar kiya: ‘Bolo na Baji?’ To voh muuskura kar bolin: ‘Teri marzi,’ aur room se bahar chali gaeen.