Do Bahno ki Family me Chudai ki Hindi Sex Story:- Hello doston, kaise ho aap sab. Yeh kahani incest + adultery hai. Matlab parivar ke andar bhi sambhog ho sakta hai aur parivar ke bahar bhi jaanne ya na jaanne wale logon ke saath bhi sex ho sakta hai. Sirf parivar ke andar hi sex chahne walon ke liye kahani thoda nirashajanak ho sakti hai.
To chaliye yeh Hindi sex story shuru karte hain.
Ankita:
Hamari kahani ka mukhya kirdaar, jo is kahani ke title “Kali aur Phool” mein phool ko prastut karti hai. Ankita ne abhi-abhi jawaani ke unneeswen basant mein kadam rakha hai. Chanchal swabhav, teekhe nain-naksh aur naagin ki tarah balkhaati kamar ne Ankita ko poore gaon ki rani bana ke rakha tha. Kya boodhe, kya jawaan – har koi uski ek jhalak, ek muskurahat ko dekhne ke liye pagal rehta tha. Ankita se khoobsurat ladki shayad hi koi thi. Har kisi ke sapnon ki rani aur har kisi ki chahat. Lekin kehte hain na ki ghar mein ek jawaan ladki apne baap ke upar chawal ke bore ke baraabar wazan rakhti hai. Ram Murti ne mahaul dekh kar Ankita ki shaadi 20 saal mein hi kar di. Waise to Ankita ka man to abhi nahi tha, lekin maa-baap se ladne ki himmat bhi nahi thi. Shaadi ke baad Ankita ne khud ko apne parivar ke aas-paas hi samet liya aur ek aadarsh bahu ban gayi. Ankita apne pati Alok ka bahut acche se dhyan rakhti hai, bahut pyaar karti hai. Sasural mein bhi use sab apni beti ki tarah hi maante hain aur pyaar dete hain.
Komal:
Ankita ki chhoti behen. Hamari kahani ki kali. Abhi kishoravastha mein hi hai aur board class mein jaane wali hai. Bahut hi seedhi, shaant aur saral swabhav ki ladki hai, bilkul Ankita ke vipreet. Ladkon se koso door rehne wali, maa-baap ki laadli aur aadarsh beti. College mein sabse hoshiyaar aur har exam mein avval rehne wali Komal hamesha apne maa-baap ka kaha maanti hai aur ghar ke saare kaam mein haath bataati hai. Masoomiyat aur khoobsurti ka sangam. Agar Ankita ke alawa koi dikhne mein accha tha to woh khud Komal hi thi. Saadharan kapde aur koi makeup na karke bhi woh kisi kali ki tarah hi madmast aur kam umar mein hi yauvan se bharpoor lagti thi. Shareer abhi Ankita ki tarah bhara hua nahi tha, lekin yauvan darwaze par dastak de raha tha. Seene ke uthan, neeche bhaari hoti hui kamar – sab use ek ladki hone ka ehsaas kara rahe the.
Ankita, Komal aur mummy-papa – chaar sadasyon ka parivar rehta tha. Ankita ki shaadi ho jaane ke baad sirf 3 sadasya bache the.
Alok:
Shehar ke sabse ameer khandaanon mein ek khandaan hai Alok ka. Umar abhi 24 saal hai, lekin apne business chalane ki kaabliyat aur lagan se usne apni izzat aur bhi badhayi hai. Shehar ke sabse aalishaan ghar mein parivar ke saath rehta hai. Bade ladke hone ki wajah se maa-baap ka bahut laad-pyaar mila. Handsome aur charming look maintain karna padta hai isliye gym aur fitness ka bada shauk hai. Naami businessman hone ke saath-saath Alok ke shauk bhi bahut bade-bade the. Branded cars, expensive accessories ke saath-saath Alok ka friend circle bhi aise hi logon se bhara hua tha – late night parties, ghar late se aana, doston ke saath har month foreign trips par jaana. Har waqt ladkiyon ke saath gire rehne ke bawajood bhi Alok ne abhi tak shaadi ke baare mein kuch nahi socha tha. Lekin Ankita se milne ke baad Alok ko laga Ankita hi uski hamsafar ban sakti hai. 2 mahine ki baatcheet ke baad hi Alok ne Ankita se shaadi ke liye haan bol di thi. Ram Murti maare khushi ke uchhal pade the jab unko pata chala ki unki beti itne ameer gharane mein ja rahi hai.
Khushboo:
Alok ki behen aur Ankita ki nanad. MBBS ki 4 saal hostel mein rehkar padhai ke baad final year ki practice karne ke liye ghar par hi aa gayi thi. Abhi kishoravastha ke last stage pe khadi hai. Ankita se 1 saal hi chhoti hai isliye Khushboo ki apni bhabhi yani Ankita se khoob acche se banti hai. Sasural mein sabki laadli. Bacchpan se hi Khushboo ka har shauk poora kiya gaya hai. Mehange shauk, faltu kharche aur chaploos doston ne Khushboo ki aadat bigaad rakhi hai. Bhabhi Ankita ko chhodkar aur kisi ki nahi sunti hai.
Ayan:
Alok ka 18 saal ka chhota bhai aur Ankita ka devar. 12th pass kiya hai aur shehar ke sabse famous college Imperial University mein admission liya hai. Shuru se hi kaafi sharmile swabhav ka hai. Bahut hi kam dost banaye hain. Ghar mein bhi sirf Ankita se khul kar baat karta hai. Ek maa ki tarah pyaar karti hai Ankita Ayan se, ya shayad usse bhi zyada. Aur Ayan bhi apni har khushi aur problem Ankita se share karta hai.
Do Bahno ki Chudai ki Hindi Sex Story
“Mujhe to Komal ke bhavishya ki chinta ho rahi hai,” Ankita ki mummy ne chawal ki thali mein kankar been te hue kaha.
Ankita kuch dinon ke liye apne mayke aayi hui thi to uski mummy Ankita ki chhoti behen Komal ki padhai ke baare mein Ankita se baat kar rahi thi.
Ankita hall mein lage sofa pe baithi hui thi. Tan pe ek peeli kurti aur neeche safed rang ka towel lapet rakha tha aur pairon mein nail polish laga rahi thi.
Kurti ke gehree gale se doodh jaise gore-gore stans bahar nikalne ko utaaru the. Bheege hue baal abhi-abhi nahaakar nikalne ki gawaahi de rahe the. Shaadi ke baad se Ankita ka wazan thoda badh gaya tha jo ki uske shareer ko aur bhi gadrela bana raha tha.
Peeli kurti mein Ankita bala ki khoobsurat lag rahi thi. Aakhir isi khoobsurti ki wajah se hi to Ankita ko Alok jaise pati mila tha. Shehar ke sabse ameer khandaanon mein se ek. Warna Ankita ke papa Ram Murti ki itni aukaat kahan thi ki woh apni beti ka rishta itne ameer ghar mein karne ki soch paate.
Woh to college ke seminar mein Ankita aur Alok ki aankhein chaar hui thin aur 2 mahine baatcheet ke baad hi Alok ne Ankita ke papa se Ankita ka haath maang liya tha. Shaadi ke baad Ankita ne sasural ke paise se hi mayka sambhala tha. Komal ki padhai ka kharcha, ghar ki dainik zarooraton ka saaman, papa ka aadha karz chuka diya tha Ankita ne. Agar Ram Murti ka koi beta bhi hota to itna na kar paata jitna Ankita ne kiya tha. Ghar mein Ankita ki haisiyat ek bete se bhi badhkar thi.
Mummy:
“Yahan na to dhang ke college hain na to koi coaching accha hai. Sab lootne wale bhare pade hain padhai ke naam pe.”
Ankita ki taraf dekhte hue kaha.
Ankita:
“Bas 7 dinon ki hi to baat hai mummy. Jaise hi Komal ka 11th ka mid-term exam khatm hota hai main use apne sasural lekar chali jaungi. Wahan ek se badhkar ek college aur coaching centre hain. Ayan (Ankita ka devar) ne bhi to Imperial University mein admission liya hai. Pata hai India mein 4th rank hai us university ki. Woh Komal ko acche se guide bhi kar dega.”
Hall se sate bagal wale kamre mein Komal table pe apni kitaabon mein doobi hui thi. High college ke result mein bahut accha karne ke baad use ab intermediate ki padhai ki tension thi. Uska dhyan is waqt kitaabon mein kam, mummy aur didi ki baaton mein zyada tha. Ankita ki shaadi ke pehle to Komal ka man kaam-kaaj aur padhai mein acche se lagta tha, lekin badi behen ke chale jaane ke baad woh khud ko akeela mehsoos karti thi. Ghar mein papa kaam pe nikal jaate the. Mummy kamar ke dard ki wajah se ek jagah hi baithi rehti thi. Saara kaam Komal ke hi zimme aa gaya tha. Subah jaldi uthna, paani bharna, kapde dhona, jhaadu-poncha, bartan aur khana banana aur uske saath-saath apni padhai pe bhi dhyan dena.
Din bhar kisi machine ki tarah khatti thi Komal. Jab Ankita rani ki tarah car se aati thi aur ghar mein apne pati ke diye hue paise udaati thi to uska bhi man karta tha ki kaash uske paas bhi apni didi ki tarah dher saara aish-o-aaram ho. Woh bhi kisi rani ki tarah aaye-jaaye aur mummy-papa uski bhi aisi hi respect karein jaise Ankita didi ki karte hain. Kya woh insan nahi hai? Kya uska man nahi karta accha khaane ka, accha pehanne ka, nayi-nayi jagahon pe ghoomne ka? Uske bhi to kuch sapne hain. Uski class mein lagbhag har ladki ka boyfriend hai, sirf use chhodkar. Is kishor umar mein hi to yeh sab man karta hai. Abhi nahi karegi to aur kab karegi yeh sab?
Inhi sab cheezon ko dekhkar ek din woh Ankita ke saamne phut-phut kar rone lagi. Ankita ne use baithaakar uski problems poochi to Komal ne apne dil ka haal uske saamne rakh diya aur use apne saath uske sasural le jaane ki zidd karne lagi. Apni chhoti behen ki roni soorat dekhkar Ankita ka dil bhi paseej gaya. Pehle to Ankita 2 din tak is baare mein sochti rahi aur usne Alok se bhi baat ki. Alok ko manaana to uske baaye haath ka khel tha. Bahut sochne ke baad Ankita bhi Komal ko le jaane ke liye raazi ho gayi aur mummy-papa se is baare mein baat karne ke liye taiyaar ho gayi.
Aaj usi ke baare mein Ankita aur mummy ki baat ho rahi thi hall mein, jise Komal kaan lagaaye gaur se sun rahi thi.
Didi aur mummy ke beech ho rahi baatcheet ko uske khade kaan bade dhyan se sun rahe the. Komal ka man didi ke saath unke sasural mein jaakar rehne aur wahi padhne ko karta tha. Aur didi ne kai baar iske liye pehle bhi baat ki thi mummy aur papa se, lekin woh dono taiyaar hi nahi hote the.
Hamesha do muddon pe baat atak jaati thi:
Pehla – agar dono betiyan chali jaayengi to maa-baap ki seva kaun karega?
Doosra – kacchi umar ki bitiya ko agar kisi aur ghar mein bhej denge to samaaj kya kahega? Kahin agar kuch oonch-neech ho gaya to?
Log to yeh kahenge ki jab paalne ki aukaat nahi thi to kahe paida kiye? Ram Murti samaaj mein kya muh dikhayega?
Ankita:
“Log to kuch na kuch kehte hi rahenge maa. Kis-kis ka muh pakdogi aap? Aur agar main Komal ko nahi bhi le jaati hoon tabhi bhi to log kahenge ki ghar mein akeeli jawaan ladki baitha rakkhi hai, na jaane kya gul khila rahi hogi?”
Maa ko samjhaate hue kaha.
Ankita:
“Komal mere saath rahegi to main uska acche se khayal rakh paaungi. Kisi cheez ki koi kami nahi hogi wahan. Aap kal ki socho – agar woh kisi acche se college mein jaayegi to uska kharcha kaun uthayega? Aur agar woh mere saath rahegi to kam se kam main Alok se bolne layak to rahungi uske kharche ke liye.”
Mummy:
“Main to bol rahi hoon tere papa se… ladkiyon ko itna padhaane-likhaane ki zaroorat nahi hai. 12th pass karne ke baad haath peele karke sasural bhej do.”
Maa ki awaaz mein ek aavesh tha, ek ladki ke byaah ki zimmedari ka.
Ankita:
“Aur haath peele karne mein jo kharcha aayega woh kaun bharega? Saara bachaya hua paisa to papa ne apne parivar aur chacha ke ilaaj mein kharch kar diya hai. Pehle hi kaafi karze mein doobe hain hum. Abhi jab tak Alok ko bura nahi lag raha hai tab tak main bhi de paa rahi hoon. Agar Komal mere saath rahegi to Komal ki shaadi ki zimmedari apne aap mere sasural walon par aa jaayegi. Baat ko samajh maa, thoda thande dimaag se soch.”
Ankita ne brahmastra chhod diya tha, bilkul sateek nishane par. Maa bhi maanti dikh rahi thi. Majboori aur haalat sab kuch karwa sakte hain – yeh baat Ankita acche se jaanti thi.
Maa ke maun dhaaran ne bata diya tha ki ab sirf pitaji ko manaana hai. Agar woh maan gaye to Komal uske saath chal sakti hai. Chidiya ghosla chhodkar udne ko taiyaar. Andar Komal ke honton pe muskurahat khel rahi thi. Use acche se pata tha ki uski didi agar kisi kaam mein lag gayi to use karke hi dam leti hai. Apne waade pe atal rehti hai. Is waqt use is jail se sirf uski didi Ankita hi azaad kara sakti hai.
Itne mein bahar darwaze pe dastak hui aur Ram Murti apni mitra mandali ke saath andar aaye. Ankita abhi bhi kurti aur towel mein hi baithi thi. Ram Murti ke saath uske doost Shyam Lal aur Ved Prakash bhi the.
Shyam Lal aur Ved Prakash:
“Namaste bhabhi ji.”
Ek sur mein Ankita ki mummy ka abhivadan kiya.
Ankita ki mummy:
“Namaste, baithiye baithiye.”
Apna pallu sar pe daalte hue unhe baithne ka ishara kiya.
Ankita sofa chhodkar kitchen ke darwaje ke paas jaakar khadi ho gayi. Ankita ki mummy ne use seene pe dupatta daalne ka ishara kiya.
Aur bolti bhi kyun na bhala – itna gehra gala tha ki usme se Ankita ke stans lagbhag bahar hi the. Ankita ne andar kamre se Komal ka dupatta seene pe rakh liya.
Ankita ki mummy:
“Inke liye chai-paani ka intzaam karo Ankita. Main tumhare papa ko dopahar ki dawa de deti hoon.”
Ankita ki mummy kamre se dawa lene chali gayin aur Ram Murti haath-paon dhone bathroom mein chale gaye.
Itne mein Ankita paani ka glass lekar Shyam Lal aur Ved Prakash ke saamne table par rakhne ke liye jhuki. Tabhi Ankita ka dupatta sarak gaya aur usme se doodh ki tarah gore-gore stans bahar jhaankne lage. Achanak hui is ghatna se dono mard sakpaka gaye. Ankita ne jaldi se apna dupatta uthaya aur use sahi se phir se apne seene pe rakh liya. Dono mardon ki ghaagh nazrein abhi bhi Ankita ke chaati pe hi tiki hui thin.
Ved Prakash:
“Lagta hai sasural mein bahut acche se hamari bitiya ka khayal rakha ja raha hai. Sehat kaafi acchi lag rahi hai… kyun Ankita beta?”
Ved Prakash ke is comment se Ankita ka chehra maare sharm ke laal ho gaya. Woh dono ki aadat acche se jaanti thi. Woh uske pitaji ke dost isi liye bane the taaki Ram Murti ke dono betiyon ke yauvan ka nazaara kar saken. Aur Ankita pe to unki bahut din se nazar rehti thi. Ankita aur Komal yeh baat acche se jaanti thin isliye dono inhe zyada bhaav nahi deti thin. Umar mein to dono uske pitaji ke baraabar the. Lekin dono ki aankhon mein hawas tairti rehti thi. Adhedh umar aur hansi-mazaak ki wajah se Ankita ko inse zyada khatra mehsoos nahi hota tha isliye kabhi inki shikayat maa ya pitaji se nahi ki.
Ankita:
“Haan sahi kaha aapne chacha ji. Khana to itna accha khilaate hain ki main mana hi nahi kar paati. Din bhar mein to 3-4 baar khila hi dete hain. Shuru-shuru mein to thodi-thodi dikkat hoti thi lekin ab aadat ho gayi hai. Usi wajah se shareer thoda badh gaya hai. Kyun, main acchi nahi lag rahi kya chacha ji?”
Ankita ne yeh baat table par jhuk kar paani ka glass rakhte hue aur apne yauvan ka bharpoor darshan dete hue kahi. Dono ki aankhein Ankita ke stanson ke bhaaripan ka aaklan karne mein lagi thin. Yeh dekhkar Ankita apni hansi nahi rok paa rahi thi. Mard ki kamzori Ankita ko bahut acche se pata thi aur uska fayda uthana usse bhi zyada acche se.
Shyam Lal:
“Arre nahi bitiya, tum to Urvashi aur Rambha ko bhi fail kar do… itni khoobsurat ho. Isme koi shak nahi hai.”
Bolte hue Shyam Lal ki zabaan kaanp rahi thi.
Ankita:
“Arre aap to be-wajah hi itni taarif kar rahe hain chacha ji. Bas aapka aashirwad rahe aapki apni is bhatiji par. Main chai laati hoon tab tak aapke liye.”
Kahkar Ankita badi ada se apne koolhe matkaate hue kitchen ki taraf chal di. Jab tak Ankita unki nazron se oojhal nahi ho gayi, dono kisi kutte ki tarah laar tapkaate hue Ankita ke koolhe pe nazar gadaaye rahe. Komal apne kamre se khadi yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Woh bhi kitchen mein Ankita ka haath bataane ke liye chal di.
Kitchen mein pahunchte hi dono behnen aapas mein thahaake maar ke hansne lagin.
Komal:
“Didi kya milta hai aapko un bechaaron ke aise tadpaakar? Ab to shaadi ho gayi hai, ab to chhod do un bechaaron ko.”
Gas pe paani chadhaate hue kaha.
Ankita:
“Kahe ke bechaare? Andar itni hawas bhari hai ki ek kacchi kali de do to raat bhar mein use phool bana denge. Bechaari ki jaan nikal dein… itne pyaase hain kamine. Aur jo maza ek mard ko apni jawaani ki laalach se tadpaane mein hai woh aur kisi cheez mein nahi hai.”
Ankita unki haalat sochkar muskuraaye ja rahi thi.
Komal:
“Ab kuch help bhi karaogi ya naam karne ke liye kitchen mein aa gayi ho?”
Ankita ki taang kheenchte hue bola.
Ankita:
“Accha maharani ji, ab mujhse kaam karwayegi makdi? Mere saath chalna nahi hai kya? Zyada chu-cha karegi na yahin chhod kar chali jaungi… rehna in buddhon ke saath. Zyada zabaan chal rahi teri.”
Ankita ne Komal ke kaan ko maroda.
Komal:
“Arre nahi didi… sorry… main to aise hi mazaak kar rahi thi. Aap to serious le lete ho. Ab kaan chhodo na, bahut dard ho raha hai… please.”
Komal ne apna kaan Ankita ke haath se chhudane ki koshish ki.
Komal:
“Accha didi… papa aa gaye na… ab unse baat kar lo na mujhe apne saath le jaane ki. Yahi sahi waqt hai. Aap bologe to maan jaayenge. Mummy pehle hi maan chuki hain. Aap to jaante hi ho mera man nahi lagta hai yahan. Mujhe aapke saath jaana hai. Yahan pade-pade to mujhe jail sa lagne laga hai. Main aapke saath jaana chahti hoon… please aap ek baar papa se bolo na… please please please.”
Komal kisi bacche ki tarah Ankita se zidd karne lagi.
Ankita:
“Arre haan baba, main keh rahi hoon na… main baat kar loongi. Tu tension na le. Main kahungi to papa maan jaayenge. Main sambhaal loongi sab. Chal ab chai bana de jaldi se… main un kaamchoron ko bhi chai pila doon.”
Chai ki tray lekar Ankita kitchen se hall mein laati hai. Ved Prakash aur Shyam Lal dono hi Ankita ki taraf dekh rahe the. Wahin par Ankita ke papa Ram Murti aur Ankita ki mummy baithi thin. Chai peekar aur halki-phulki baatein karke Shyam Lal aur Ved Prakash dono hi aanan-faanan mein nikal liye. Is waqt Ankita apne mummy-papa aur Komal ke saath ghar mein akeeli thi. Mauka sahi dekh kar Ankita ne Komal ke baare mein papa se baat karne ki sochi.
Ankita:
“Papa, aapse ek baat karni thi… Komal ke future ke baare mein.”
Sofa par baithte hue boli.
Ram Murti:
“Haan beta batao. Tumhari mummy bhi kuch bol rahi thi kisi baat ke baare mein.”
Udhar Komal kitchen ke gate ke saamne thode ot mein aakar khadi ho gayi. Halaanki woh apni nazrein mummy aur papa se chura rahi thi, lekin woh bhi hone wale discussion ko sunna chahti thi.
Ankita ne shuruaat ki.
Ankita:
“Papa, next week Komal ka gyaarahvin ka mid-term khatm ho jaayega aur jald hi uska result aa jaayega. Jahan tak maine uska post-test liya hai usse lagta hai ki uska result bahut hi accha aayega. Hamare is ilaake mein aage ki padhai ke liye koi bhi ek accha sa university ya college nahi hai. To aapne kya socha hai uski padhai ke liye?”
Ram Murti:
“Ab main kya bataun beta… main to yahi chahta hoon ki board ke baad Komal kisi ek acche university ya college mein jaaye. Lekin tumhe yahan ke haalat to pata hai. Koi bhi ek dhang ka college nahi hai. Ek hi beti bachi hai, ise bhi door bhej diya to hamari dekhbhaal kaun karega? Aur ab iski bhi umar ho gayi hai. Tumhari hi tarah kisi ek acche khandaan ko dekh kar iski shaadi kar denge.”
Ram Murti ne chai ki sip li.
Yeh sunte hi Komal ke chehre ka rang ud gaya. Aakhir uska dar sach mein badalne laga tha. Jo woh nahi chahti thi wahi ho raha tha. Papa use kahin bahar nikalne dene ke liye taiyaar hi nahi the. Jabki use aage badhna tha, padhna tha, kuch karke dikhana tha. Aise to uska college jaane ka khwaab adhoora hi reh jaayega. Abhi shaadi nahi karni hai use. Abhi to bahut se khwaab poore karne hain, duniya dekhni hai, desh-videsh ghoomna hai. Kya uski zindagi par uska koi haq nahi hai? Wahin uski Ankita didi apni zindagi khoob acche se jee rahi thi. Har woh cheez jo ek ladki soch sakti hai, uski Ankita didi ko haasil thi – ghar, gaadi, bangla, naukar-chakar, pyaar karne wala pati, bhara-poora parivar, sukh-sampatti, karodon ki jaaydaad… sab kuch to tha uski Ankita didi ke paas. Phir usse yeh haq kyun chheena ja raha hai?
Ankita:
“Aapko yahan ka mahaul acche se pata hai papa. Aap yeh jaante hain ki yahan par koi bhi acchi university ya college nahi hai. Main to yahi kahungi ki agar aap chaahte hain ki Komal acche se padhai kar paaye aur aage chalkar kuch bada kare to use bahar nikalna hi padega. Vijaynagar (Ankita ka sasural) mein bahut acche-acche college aur badi se badi universities hain. Aapko pata hai, bahar se log aate hain apne bacchon ko padhaane. Bahut bade ameer khandaan ke bacche aate hain wahan. Agar aap log bolo to main Alok se baat kar leti hoon. Wahan ke Imperial University mein college ke saath coaching bhi hai. Board khatm hone ke baad college mein admission ho jaayega. Ayan bhi usi college mein hai. Agar rank acchi nahi aati hai tab bhi admission ke liye donation ka intzaam ho jaayega. Alok ke liye koi badi baat nahi hai. Unki pehchaan wahan ke kai logon se hai. Bas aapki permission chahiye.”
Ankita ne ek saans mein sab keh daala.
Ram Murti:
“Kitne tak ka kharcha aa jaayega beti?”
Ankita:
“Yun hi koi 12 se 15 lakh tak ho jaana chahiye.”
Thoda sochte hue kaha. Ankita ne jaan-boojhkar paisa zyada bataya tha taaki pitaji ki himmat toot jaaye aur woh permission de dein. Paisa sunte hi Ram Murti ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya.
Ram Murti:
“Beti itna paisa hum to 7 janam mein bhi nahi de paayenge.”
Ankita:
“Aapse paise dene ke liye kaun keh raha hai? Aapki beti kis din kaam aayegi? Sasural walon ke paas bahut paisa hai… paise ka samandar hai. Usme se do-chaar boondein nikal jaayengi to usse kuch farq nahi padta. Woh sab main dekh loongi. Aap bas ijazat dijiye.”
Ram Murti kuch bol hi nahi paa rahe the. Madad ke liye unhone apni biwi ki taraf dekha. Ankita ki mummy nazron se unhe maan jaane ke liye bol rahi thin.
Ankita ki mummy:
“Lekin beti itna paisa maangna sahi rahega damad ji ko? Ho sakta hai bura lage. Tumhare saas-sasur kya kahenge? Ek beti pehle se thi, doosre ko bhi bhej diya.”
Is baar sawaal Ankita ki mummy ki taraf se aaya.
Ankita:
“Main hoon na mummy. Main sab sambhaal loongi. Aisa koi kuch nahi kahega. Mujhse pyaar karte hain sab. Aakhir mera bhi to haq banta hai mere sasural walon pe. Itna to main apne ghar walon ke liye kar hi sakti hoon.”
Kutil muskaan ke saath Ankita ne jawab diya. Jang pehle hi jeeti ja chuki thi. Ab to bas samjhota ho raha tha.
Ram Murti:
“Lekin beti log kya kahenge? Is tarah jawaan ladki ko kisi aur ke ghar bhej diya… samaaj kya kahega?”
Ankita:
“Papa aap pehle yeh soch lijiye ki aapko samaaj dekhna hai ya apni beti ka bhavishya.”
Ankita ki baat sunkar mummy-papa dono hi confuse ho gaye. Aakhir Ankita ki bhi baat apni jagah sahi thi. Komal ki padhai bhi apni jagah zaroori hai. Aakhirkar Ankita jo sunna chahti thi woh shabd uske kaanon mein pad hi gaye.
Ram Murti:
“Jaisa tumhe sahi lage Ankita… tumhare bharose main Komal ko chhod raha hoon. Agar tumhe lagta hai ki wahan ke college padhai ke liye zyada acche hain to iska admission wahi kara do. Aakhir hum dono buddhon ke saath bechaari kyun phansi rahe. Tumhare saath rahegi to uska man laga rahega.”
Bhare man se jawab diya.
Itna sunte hi Komal maano saatwen aasmaan par udne lagi. Woh kitchen se daudti hui aayi aur apne papa ke gale se chipak gayi.
Komal:
“Thank you papa.”
Ram Murti ki bhi aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.
Ram Murti:
“Arre pagli… maan to main pehle hi gaya tha. Woh to tujhe pareshan karne ke liye main jhooth-mooth ki baatein bana raha tha. Mujhe Ankita beti ne kal hi yeh baat bata di thi aur maine kal hi haan kar di thi. Abhi to hum tujhe sirf pareshan karne ke liye yeh jhooth-mooth ka natak kar rahe the.”
Mand-mand muskuraate hue kaha.
Komal apne papa ke gale se lage hue hi hansne lagi. Usne mud ke dekha Ankita ki taraf jo mand-mand muskura rahi thi. Achanak Komal ne bagal ke sofa par rakha takiya uthakar Ankita ki taraf phenk diya.
Komal:
“Tune mujhse jhooth kyun bola?”
Ankita ne takiye se khud ko bachaya.
Ankita:
“Tujhe pareshan karke mujhe accha lagta hai makdi. Dekh kaise bacchon ki tarah roye ja rahi hai.”
Dono behnon ki aapas ki ladai dekhkar Ankita aur Komal ke mummy aur papa dono hansne lage. Komal ne mummy ki god mein jaakar apna sar rakh diya.
Komal:
“Mummy mere bina aap kaise yeh sab kuch sambhaaloge?”
Mummy:
“Sahi keh rahi hai… aisa karte hain ki tujhe rok lete hain.”
Yeh sunte hi Komal phir se serious ho gayi. Ab hansne ki baari Komal ke mummy ki thi.
Ankita:
“Uske liye maine naukraani ka intzaam kar diya hai. Woh ghar ka saara kaam kar degi aur is wali naukraani ki tarah nakhare bhi nahi karegi.”
Ankita ne mahaul ko halka karne ke liye Komal ko phir se chheda. Sab halkе-halkе hansne lage. Ghar mein khushiyan daud rahi thin. Har koi khush aur thode gham mein bhi… bitiya ki bidai se pehle bidai.