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Mera naam Aman hai. Ye meri pehli kahani hai. Meri umar ab 34 saal hai, lekin ye baat aaj se theek 10 saal pehle ki hai jab main 24 saal ka ek jawan ladka tha.
Mera ek bachpan ka dost tha, jiska naam Deepak tha. Humari dosti itni gehri thi ki uske ghar par mera roz ka aana-jaana rehta tha. Main uski family ke bilkul ek member jaisa hi tha. Deepak ke papa Army se retired the. Waise to army walon ka anushasan bahut kadak hota hai. Par retirement ke baad unhe sharab peene ki kaafi buri lat lag chuki thi. Is wajah se ghar ka mahaul aksar thoda tense rehta tha.
Deepak ki family mein uski ek chhoti behan thi, Deepshikha. Wo us waqt kareeb 19 saal ki thi. Wo thodi healthy zaroor thi, lekin dikhne mein bahut hi attractive aur charming lagti thi. Ghar ki saari zimmedaari Deepak ki maa, Monika aunty ke upar thi. Unki umar bhale hi 47 saal thi, par unhe dekh kar koi ye nahi keh sakta tha ki wo 35 se zyada ki hongi. Unka figure thoda bhara hua tha aur unki personality bahut hi impressive aur aakarshak thi.
Kyunki main Deepak ka bahut purana dost tha. Mujhe unke ghar mein aangan se lekar drawing room tak poori chhoot thi. Ghar ke sabhi log mujhe achhe se jaante the. Us ghar ke mahaul aur un logon ke beech kuch aisi baatein shuru hui, jisne aage chal kar sab kuch badal diya.
Ghar walon ke saath achanak hui ek teekhi behas ke baad main itna pareshan ho gaya ki maine ghar chhodhne ka faisla kar liya. Dimag poori tarah se sunn tha aur samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kahan jau. Jab maine Deepak ko phone karke ye baat batayi, to usne bina ek pal gawaye kaha, “Tu seedha mere ghar aa ja. Jab tak sab theek nahi hota tu yahin rahega.”
Pehle to mujhe thodi jhijhak hui kyunki kisi aur ke ghar par bojh nahi banna chaahta tha. Par us waqt mere paas koi doosra raasta bhi nahi tha. Aakhirkaar, main apna bag utha kar Deepak ke ghar chala gaya. Wahan rehte hue maine apni koshish jaari rakhi aur jaldi hi ek local tech company mein job pakad li.
Din mein office ka kaam rehta aur raat ko main Deepak ke ghar wapas aa jaata. Sab kuch theek chal raha tha, jab tak ki us raat wo incident nahi hua.
Ek raat achanak meri aankh khul gayi. Hall se halki-halki rone ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Main uth kar baahar aaya to dekha ki Deepak kone mein baitha chup-chaap ro raha tha. Us waqt ghar ke andar ka nazara dekh kar mere hosh udd gaye. Deepak ke papa ne behisaab sharab pee rakhi thi aur wo gusse mein dhut ho kar Monika aunty par haath utha rahe the. Aunty bina kuch bole bas unke gusse ko sehti hui khud ko bachane ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Maine turant Deepak ke paas jaa kar use kandhe se pakda aur poocha, “Deepak! Tu yahan baitha ro kyun raha hai? Uncle ko rokta kyun nahi?”
Deepak ne apni laal aankhon se meri taraf dekha aur ek gehri saans lekar bola, “Aman, main kya karu? Ye koi ek din ki baat nahi hai, ye to ab roz ka drama ban chuka hai. Papa sharab ke nashe mein kisi ki nahi sunte.”
Us raat ke baad se ye mere liye ek aam baat ban gayi. Raat ko aksar uncle ka hungama, aunty par unka chillana aur ghar ka wo ghutan bhara mahaul mujhe roz dekhne ko milne laga. Is sab ke beech, Monika aunty ki haalat dekh kar mere andar unke liye ek alag hi hamdardi paida hone lagi thi.
Ek din Deepak aur uski behan Deepshikha apne nana ke ghar ghoomne gaye hue the. Ghar par sirf uncle, Monika aunty aur main the. Shaam hote hi uncle ne fir se behisaab sharab pee li aur baat-baat par aunty ke saath badtameezi karte hue unbpar haath uthana shuru kar diya.
Har roz ye sab chup-chaap dekhna mere liye pehle hi mushkil tha. Par aaj jab Deepak bhi ghar par nahi tha, to mujhse raha nahi gaya. Gym jaane ki wajah se meri physique kaafi achi aur mazboot thi. Main turant beech mein aaya aur uncle ka haath pakad kar unhe peeche dhakel diya. Unhone jab mera gussa aur meri tight body dekhi, to nashe mein hone ke bawajood wo darr gaye. Kuch der badbadane ke baad wo ghar se baahar nikal gaye.
Uncle ke jaate hi maine dekha ki aunty farsh par baithi ro rahi thi. Unme uthne tak ki taqat nahi bachi thi. Maine bina kisi jhijhak ke aunty ko apni goad mein uthaya aur unhe bedroom mein le jaa kar bed par litaya. Unke phool se sensitive chehre par uncle ke maarne ke laal nishan pad gaye the, jo dekh kar mera dil bhar aaya.
Maine paani ka glass unki taraf badhate hue poocha, “Aunty, aap kaise bardasht karti ho ye sab? Ye koi tareeka nahi hai zindagi jeene ka.”
Aunty ne apni bheegi aankhon se meri taraf dekha aur ek gehri saans lekar boli, “Kya karu beta… lagta hai meri kismat hi aisi hai.”
Maine gusse aur hamdardi se kaha, “Aunty, aap chhodh kyun nahi deti ye sab? Aise insaan ke saath rehne ka kya matlab?”
Monika aunty ne apna sir jhuka liya aur dard bhari awaaz mein boli, “Bolna aasan hai Aman, par is umar mein ghar aur samaj ki wajah se chup rehna padta hai. Agar main kuch karungi to bachho ke naam par baat aayegi.”
Unki ye baat sun kar mere andar unke liye hamdardi aur bhi badh gayi, aur us raat hum dono ke beech ka faasla thoda aur kam ho gaya.
Monika aunty ko is haalat mein dekh kar mujhe un par bahut taras aa raha tha. Unke chehre par dard saaf dikh raha tha, to maine socha ki unki thodi malish aur garam paani se sekayi kar doo taaki unhe raahat mile. Main kitchen se garam paani ka bag le aaya aur dheere-dheere unke chehre aur gaalo par sekayi karne laga. Warm bag ke sparsh se aunty ko kaafi aaram mil raha tha aur unki aakhein dheere-dheere band hone lagi thi.
Galao ke baad, maine unhe ek taraf hone ko kaha taaki unki peeth aur kamar ki sekayi kar saku. Sekayi karte waqt mera haath jab unki kamar aur peeth par ghoom raha tha, to unke narm aur bhare hue jism ke sparsh se mere andar ek ajeeb si uttejna aur bechaini daudne lagi. Main peeth ke neeche tak sekayi kar raha tha, lekin aunty ne mujhe roka nahi—unka jism thakan aur dard ki wajah se poori tarah relax ho chuka tha.
Maine dekha ki saree ke mote fabric aur pallu ki wajah se garam paani ka bag peeth aur kamar par theek se nahi lag paa raha tha. Maine thoda jhijhakte hue par bahut aaram aur hamdardi bhare lehze mein kaha, “Aunty, dekhiye saree ki wajah se sekayi theek se nahi ho paa rahi hai. Uska asar skin tak nahi pahunch raha. Aap please thoda comfortable ho jaiye, tabhi dard jaldi kam hoga aur aapko aaram milega. Aap apna saree aur blouse nikaal dijiye.”
Aunty ne pehle to hairani se meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhon mein ek pal ke liye ghabrahat aur bahut gehri jhijhak aa gayi. Wo apne pallu ko dono haatho se aur kass kar pakadte hue dharmi awaaz mein boli, “Nahi beta… ye kaise ho sakta hai? Tum Deepak ke dost ho, mere bete jaise ho. Tumhare saamne main aise nahi nahi, ye sahi nahi lagta. Agar kisi ko pata chala to?”
Iske aage kya hua, aapko agle part mein pata chalega.