Ishaak se maayusi paane ke baad, ab agar muje kuch sukuun mil sakta tha toh..
woh tha, Pedro ke paas.
aur chal diya, Pedro ke ghar..
.
.
Ishaak ke ghar se, mai nikla.
Apni car start ki.
kuch hi pal mein, meri car ne speed pakad li..
muje koi parvaah nahi thi, federal speed-limit ki
muje toh bass, yaha se duur chale jaana tha, jitni jaldi ho sakey
.
mere dil mein gazab ki halchal machi hui thi..
jabardast maayusi kabza karne ja rahi thi, mere dil-o-dimaag par
iis ke pehle, ke mai completely dard-o-gam ke dariya mein duub jaau..
muje pahuch jaana hai, mere khevaiya ke paas,
mere rehnuma, mere dost, mere sautele baap, Pedro ke paas
.
raaste mein, mai na khana khane ruuka, na hi pishaab ke liye
meri sab woh physical requirements, jaise ke khatm ho chuki thi..
koi dhyaan nahi tha mera, iin sab daily requirements ke upar.
Aur kuch hi ghanto mein, mai uske darwaaze par tha..
.
Pedro ne darwaaza khola..
usne sirf ek track-pant pehna hua tha, aur badan pasine mein chamak raha tha
shayad woh exercise kar raha hoga.
maine uske badan ko dekha,
kaafi healthy aur fresh lag raha tha, woh..
pehle ke comparision mein kaafi recover bhi kar liya tha, usne
.
Last mai usey saal bhar pehle mila tha,
jab usey 'Plasmodium-Falciparum' hua tha..
yeh ek type ka Maleria hota hai..jo ke puuri tarah jaan-leva hota hai..
patient ko full-care aur bed-rest ki jarurat hoti hai..
aur ba-kaaida, sahi treatment ki bhi..
tab mai, uske saath ek mahina ruuka tha..
aakhir iis duniya mein, woh toh bilkul akela hi tha..
meri ma bhi toh usey chhor kar chali gayi thi..
uskey baad usney koi shaadi nahi ki thi..
.
toh maine hi apni ma ki jagah lekar, uus drastic bimaari mein uska khyaal rakha tha..
magar thoda bahut recover hotey hi, usne muje ruqsad kar diya tha, yeh kehte hue ke..
mera career, meri films etc., meri raah dekh rahi hai..
na chahte hue bhi, uski zidd ke aage jhuuk kar mai chala aaya tha
tab toh aisa lagta tha, ke uski umar ke 5 saal aur badh gaye hai,
itni weakness aa gayi thi, usko
.
magar aaj..
aaj to, us'sey ulta hi dikh rha tha..
45 saal ki umar mein mushkil se 38-40 ka lag rha tha..
usne apni sehat ki kaafi care li hogi, iis ek saal mein..
.
uskey muscles fir se ubhar aaye thhe..
chest kaafi broad aur fuuli hui, kandha tanna hua..
biceps aur triceps kasey hue lag rahe thhe,
uski abdomen ke sab 6 packs ab saaf dikh rhe thhe..
.
aur koi mauka hota, toh yeh sab dekh kar mai usey khushi ke maare lipat jata
magar abhi mera mood kaafi gloomy tha..
fir bhi, mere chehre par ek taareef bhari muskaan toh aa hi gayi.
.
'Hey Stud, wat's up..? nice to see you. All of sudden..? surprise yaar'
usne muje dekh kar mere karib aa kar muje apne galey se lagaya..
fir mere maathe ko chuuma,
.
woh bilkuul uusi tarah mujse pesh aa rha tha, jaise ke ek baap apne bete se pesh aata hai..
farq itna tha, ke woh muje always 'Sport' ya 'Stud' keh kar hi bulata hai..
pehle se woh, yehi chahta raha hai ke mai ek mard ban kar rahu..
meri physical fitness ko usne always maximum importance di hai.. aur dena sikhaya bhi hai..
aaj bhi meri physique waisi hi hai, jaisi woh chahta raha hai..
ekdam uski takkar ki..
.
mai 5.10ft se jyada height nahi pa saka hu..asian huun na, shaayad iisliye.
jab ke woh 6.4ft ka toh hoga hi..uus ke upar uskey heredictary-genes ne apna kartab dikhaya hai..
baaki, ham dono ke badan ek duje ki takkar ke ho gaye hai..
jab ham do muscular mard, ek dusre se lipat'te hai, toh aisa lagta hai jaise loha lohe se ghiis rha ho aur bas..sirf sparks nikalna baaki rehta hai..
meri iis physical achievement se woh kaafi khus raha hai..always
.
'kya hua? sab kuchh theek hi hai na..? fon bhi nahi kitne mahino se.. aur achanak kaise aa gaye?
'kyo nahi aa sakta kya..? tumse milne ke liye, kya muje tumhari permission leni padegi..?' -mai jalla kar bola.
'arey nahi dost.. tu toh aadhi raat ko sidhey mere bedroom tak bhi aa sakta hai, without any hesitation..' usne aankh maarte hue kaha..
fir achanak mujse alag hatt gaya woh..
.
yeh thha mera Pedro..meri har farmaaish par apna sar jukata hua,
mujse hamesha flirt karta hua..
magar yeh dhyaan rakhte hue ke flirting kahin sex tak na aagey badh jaaye.
kyo ke sex mein woh hardam top hi bann kar rha hai..aur mai uska bottom..
magar woh sirf meri kuch umar tak hi limited tha.. may be from 16 to 19 years.
uskey baad woh hamesha mujse parhej hi karne laga tha..
.
jab Ishaak ki settle honey ki baat se mai khush ho rha tha, yeh sochkar ke woh mere saath settle hona chahta hai,
tab mere dil mein pehla khayal Pedro ka hi aaya tha
maine decide kiya tha, ke sab se pehle yeh good news Pedro ko hi suunaunga
Pedro, my step-father..my lover.. my whole and sole..
iis duniya mein mera aur hai hi kaun, uske siva?
uski blessings ke bina, mai kaise itna bada decision le sakta hu..?
haalanki mai jaanta tha, ke woh raazi nahi hoga, mere iis faisley se
kyo ke woh jaanta tha, ke Ishaak ek PURE top hai..
aur Pedro ne har ek koshish ki hai, ke mai bhi top hi banu aur banaa rahu, zindagi bhar..
magr mere Ishaak ne meri feelings ko samjha nahi..
woh toh kisi hollywood actress ko chahta hai..mujse bhi jyada
aur yehi baat ne muje jhanjod kar rakh diya tha..
.
Pedro thoda sa alert ho kar mujse duur hatt gaya..
yeh baat mujhe kaante ki tarh chuubh gayi..
jab muje ek sahare ki jarurat hai, tab woh kyo duur hatt raha hai..?
.
mai uskey kareeb gaya, aur us'se lipat gaya..zor se..
usey mai chhorna nahi chahta tha..mujse duur nahi jane dena tha usey..
Pedro ke galey lag kar, muje gazab ka sukun mil rha tha..
woh halka sa dhakka dena chaha muje
par maine kass kar pakde rakha..
aur meri aankhey namm hone lagi..
.
usey apne kandhe par gilapan mehsuus hua hoga
kyo ke uus par mera muh chhupa hua..
meri gili aankhey dabi hui thi..
.
woh fauran serious ho gya..
'my child..my son..' usney meri peeth par haath pasarte hue kaha..
kitni raahat mil rahi thi muje..kitna comfort mil raha tha, yaha par..
.
uskey muh se yeh do words suun kar, mere saiyam ka baandh tuut gaya..
mera control chhut gaya
mai ab actually rone laga tha..ek chhote bachche ki tarah
'my baby.. my sweet boy.. tell papa.. kya hua hai..?'
.
'papa..oh papa..'
'yeah..papa is here for u, my son..just relax, my child..'
.
kitna suhana lagta tha, ye sun'na..
aisa lagta tha ke ab mai safe hu..
mujey koi taqleef nahi hai..
mai kitna sukhi hu yahaa..
mere papa ke aagosh mein..
jab ke yeh duniya kitni matlabi hai..kitni selfish hai..
.
mai rota rha..kuchh der tak
aur Pedro ne muje rone diya, ji bhar ke..
jab tak ke sara dard bahar nikal aa ke, mere dil ko halka nahi kar jata
Usne muje chuup nahi karaya..
bas apna ek haath pasarta raha meri, peeth par..
aur dusre haath se, mera haath kass kar pakade raha..
uska haath kitna rough, kitna hard tha..
magar muje kitna aaraam de rha tha..
.
aakhir mai chuup hua, toh usney muje halke se alag kiya, apne se
baari baari meri dono aankho ke niche, apni ungli laga kar mere aansu pochhe..
ek mithi si muskaan thi, uskey chehre par..jo ke muje kaafi support de rahi thi..
aur fir se, usne mera matha chuma..
.
muje apne baaho ka sahara de kar, baaju mein padey bed par bithaya
aur fir mere baaju mein aa kar baith gaya..
aur itna hi nahi, mera sar pakad kar apni gode mai rakhna chaha..
'rest for a while,darling' usne kaha..
aur mai apna sar uski gode mein rakh kar leit gaya
apni aankhey bhi muund li..
woh mere baalo mein apni ungli ghumata raha..
.
kariban, 10 minutes aise hi pass ho gayi..
maine apne aap par kaafi control pa liya is darmyaan.
.
'So u ok now..? feeling better..?' Pedro ne muskura kar puchha..
'yeah..quite better..'
.
Wo bed se khada hua..
saamne padi beer ki bottle kholi.
Glass ko dhuundne ki koi taqleef na uthaate hue, usney woh bottle muh pe lagaayi,
aur do-teen badey se ghuunt maarte hue, woh mere paas aaya.
.
Fir, muje bottle haath mein thamaate hue bola -"have it.. u'll feel still better and much relieved'
Maine bhi bottle muh par lagaai,
aur badey se ghuunt bharne laga..
Subah se kuchh khaya nahi tha..aur na hi kuch piya tha..
toh muje kaafi achcha laga..
maine kariban aadhi bottle khali kar di..
.
Maine waha padi uski cigarette uthaai aur jala kar puff liye..
sar ab kaafi halka lagne laga..
.
'u hungry.. care to grab something..?'
'yeah..please'
'fil-haal yeh cake se kaam chalaao, fir kuch le kar aata hu andar se..'
.
usne bagal wala bedrom-fridge kholkar, ek cake nikal kar saamne rakh di.
Bedroom-fridge mein normally paani aur beer ke alawa, koi kuch nahi rakhta..
max to max kuch chocolate ya koi eye-drops ya aisi koi emergency item..
kitchen-fridge tak woh abhi jana nahi chahta tha, mujey akela chhor kar..
aur mai jaanta tha , ke kyo..
so caring person..
.
muje khaane ke liye kuch pal dene ke baad, woh bola -
'tum chaho toh muje bata sakte ho..kya aisi taqleef hai, jo tumhe khaye ja rhi hai..?"
mai ek pal, uski aankho mein umad kar aaye hue mamta ke badal ko dekhta rha.
kaun kehta hai ke mamta sirf ma ki aankho mein hi hoti hai..?
.
'come on dude, we are friends..shoot it out..'
'Pedro..!'
'yeah..?'
'Ishaak..'
'yeah, Ishaak. Magar Ishaak ka kya..?'
'Ishaak shaadi kar rha hai..'.....................(contd..)
.
=====================================
woh tha, Pedro ke paas.
aur chal diya, Pedro ke ghar..
.
.
Ishaak ke ghar se, mai nikla.
Apni car start ki.
kuch hi pal mein, meri car ne speed pakad li..
muje koi parvaah nahi thi, federal speed-limit ki
muje toh bass, yaha se duur chale jaana tha, jitni jaldi ho sakey
.
mere dil mein gazab ki halchal machi hui thi..
jabardast maayusi kabza karne ja rahi thi, mere dil-o-dimaag par
iis ke pehle, ke mai completely dard-o-gam ke dariya mein duub jaau..
muje pahuch jaana hai, mere khevaiya ke paas,
mere rehnuma, mere dost, mere sautele baap, Pedro ke paas
.
raaste mein, mai na khana khane ruuka, na hi pishaab ke liye
meri sab woh physical requirements, jaise ke khatm ho chuki thi..
koi dhyaan nahi tha mera, iin sab daily requirements ke upar.
Aur kuch hi ghanto mein, mai uske darwaaze par tha..
.
Pedro ne darwaaza khola..
usne sirf ek track-pant pehna hua tha, aur badan pasine mein chamak raha tha
shayad woh exercise kar raha hoga.
maine uske badan ko dekha,
kaafi healthy aur fresh lag raha tha, woh..
pehle ke comparision mein kaafi recover bhi kar liya tha, usne
.
Last mai usey saal bhar pehle mila tha,
jab usey 'Plasmodium-Falciparum' hua tha..
yeh ek type ka Maleria hota hai..jo ke puuri tarah jaan-leva hota hai..
patient ko full-care aur bed-rest ki jarurat hoti hai..
aur ba-kaaida, sahi treatment ki bhi..
tab mai, uske saath ek mahina ruuka tha..
aakhir iis duniya mein, woh toh bilkul akela hi tha..
meri ma bhi toh usey chhor kar chali gayi thi..
uskey baad usney koi shaadi nahi ki thi..
.
toh maine hi apni ma ki jagah lekar, uus drastic bimaari mein uska khyaal rakha tha..
magar thoda bahut recover hotey hi, usne muje ruqsad kar diya tha, yeh kehte hue ke..
mera career, meri films etc., meri raah dekh rahi hai..
na chahte hue bhi, uski zidd ke aage jhuuk kar mai chala aaya tha
tab toh aisa lagta tha, ke uski umar ke 5 saal aur badh gaye hai,
itni weakness aa gayi thi, usko
.
magar aaj..aaj to, us'sey ulta hi dikh rha tha..
45 saal ki umar mein mushkil se 38-40 ka lag rha tha..
usne apni sehat ki kaafi care li hogi, iis ek saal mein..
.
uskey muscles fir se ubhar aaye thhe..
chest kaafi broad aur fuuli hui, kandha tanna hua..
biceps aur triceps kasey hue lag rahe thhe,
uski abdomen ke sab 6 packs ab saaf dikh rhe thhe..
.
aur koi mauka hota, toh yeh sab dekh kar mai usey khushi ke maare lipat jata
magar abhi mera mood kaafi gloomy tha..
fir bhi, mere chehre par ek taareef bhari muskaan toh aa hi gayi.
.
'Hey Stud, wat's up..? nice to see you. All of sudden..? surprise yaar'
usne muje dekh kar mere karib aa kar muje apne galey se lagaya..
fir mere maathe ko chuuma,
.
woh bilkuul uusi tarah mujse pesh aa rha tha, jaise ke ek baap apne bete se pesh aata hai..
farq itna tha, ke woh muje always 'Sport' ya 'Stud' keh kar hi bulata hai..
pehle se woh, yehi chahta raha hai ke mai ek mard ban kar rahu..
meri physical fitness ko usne always maximum importance di hai.. aur dena sikhaya bhi hai..
aaj bhi meri physique waisi hi hai, jaisi woh chahta raha hai..
ekdam uski takkar ki..
.
mai 5.10ft se jyada height nahi pa saka hu..asian huun na, shaayad iisliye.
jab ke woh 6.4ft ka toh hoga hi..uus ke upar uskey heredictary-genes ne apna kartab dikhaya hai..
baaki, ham dono ke badan ek duje ki takkar ke ho gaye hai..
jab ham do muscular mard, ek dusre se lipat'te hai, toh aisa lagta hai jaise loha lohe se ghiis rha ho aur bas..sirf sparks nikalna baaki rehta hai..
meri iis physical achievement se woh kaafi khus raha hai..always
.
'kya hua? sab kuchh theek hi hai na..? fon bhi nahi kitne mahino se.. aur achanak kaise aa gaye?
'kyo nahi aa sakta kya..? tumse milne ke liye, kya muje tumhari permission leni padegi..?' -mai jalla kar bola.
'arey nahi dost.. tu toh aadhi raat ko sidhey mere bedroom tak bhi aa sakta hai, without any hesitation..' usne aankh maarte hue kaha..
fir achanak mujse alag hatt gaya woh..
.
yeh thha mera Pedro..meri har farmaaish par apna sar jukata hua,
mujse hamesha flirt karta hua..
magar yeh dhyaan rakhte hue ke flirting kahin sex tak na aagey badh jaaye.
kyo ke sex mein woh hardam top hi bann kar rha hai..aur mai uska bottom..
magar woh sirf meri kuch umar tak hi limited tha.. may be from 16 to 19 years.
uskey baad woh hamesha mujse parhej hi karne laga tha..
.
jab Ishaak ki settle honey ki baat se mai khush ho rha tha, yeh sochkar ke woh mere saath settle hona chahta hai,
tab mere dil mein pehla khayal Pedro ka hi aaya tha
maine decide kiya tha, ke sab se pehle yeh good news Pedro ko hi suunaunga
Pedro, my step-father..my lover.. my whole and sole..
iis duniya mein mera aur hai hi kaun, uske siva?
uski blessings ke bina, mai kaise itna bada decision le sakta hu..?
haalanki mai jaanta tha, ke woh raazi nahi hoga, mere iis faisley se
kyo ke woh jaanta tha, ke Ishaak ek PURE top hai..
aur Pedro ne har ek koshish ki hai, ke mai bhi top hi banu aur banaa rahu, zindagi bhar..
magr mere Ishaak ne meri feelings ko samjha nahi..
woh toh kisi hollywood actress ko chahta hai..mujse bhi jyada
aur yehi baat ne muje jhanjod kar rakh diya tha..
.
Pedro thoda sa alert ho kar mujse duur hatt gaya..
yeh baat mujhe kaante ki tarh chuubh gayi..
jab muje ek sahare ki jarurat hai, tab woh kyo duur hatt raha hai..?
.
mai uskey kareeb gaya, aur us'se lipat gaya..zor se..
usey mai chhorna nahi chahta tha..mujse duur nahi jane dena tha usey..
Pedro ke galey lag kar, muje gazab ka sukun mil rha tha..
woh halka sa dhakka dena chaha muje
par maine kass kar pakde rakha..
aur meri aankhey namm hone lagi..
.
usey apne kandhe par gilapan mehsuus hua hoga
kyo ke uus par mera muh chhupa hua..
meri gili aankhey dabi hui thi..
.
woh fauran serious ho gya..
'my child..my son..' usney meri peeth par haath pasarte hue kaha..
kitni raahat mil rahi thi muje..kitna comfort mil raha tha, yaha par..
.
uskey muh se yeh do words suun kar, mere saiyam ka baandh tuut gaya..
mera control chhut gaya
mai ab actually rone laga tha..ek chhote bachche ki tarah
'my baby.. my sweet boy.. tell papa.. kya hua hai..?'
.
'papa..oh papa..'
'yeah..papa is here for u, my son..just relax, my child..'
.
kitna suhana lagta tha, ye sun'na..
aisa lagta tha ke ab mai safe hu..
mujey koi taqleef nahi hai..
mai kitna sukhi hu yahaa..
mere papa ke aagosh mein..
jab ke yeh duniya kitni matlabi hai..kitni selfish hai..
.
mai rota rha..kuchh der tak
aur Pedro ne muje rone diya, ji bhar ke..
jab tak ke sara dard bahar nikal aa ke, mere dil ko halka nahi kar jata
Usne muje chuup nahi karaya..
bas apna ek haath pasarta raha meri, peeth par..
aur dusre haath se, mera haath kass kar pakade raha..
uska haath kitna rough, kitna hard tha..
magar muje kitna aaraam de rha tha..
.
aakhir mai chuup hua, toh usney muje halke se alag kiya, apne se
baari baari meri dono aankho ke niche, apni ungli laga kar mere aansu pochhe..
ek mithi si muskaan thi, uskey chehre par..jo ke muje kaafi support de rahi thi..
aur fir se, usne mera matha chuma..
.
muje apne baaho ka sahara de kar, baaju mein padey bed par bithaya
aur fir mere baaju mein aa kar baith gaya..
aur itna hi nahi, mera sar pakad kar apni gode mai rakhna chaha..
'rest for a while,darling' usne kaha..
aur mai apna sar uski gode mein rakh kar leit gaya
apni aankhey bhi muund li..
woh mere baalo mein apni ungli ghumata raha..
.
kariban, 10 minutes aise hi pass ho gayi..
maine apne aap par kaafi control pa liya is darmyaan.
.
'So u ok now..? feeling better..?' Pedro ne muskura kar puchha..
'yeah..quite better..'
.
Wo bed se khada hua..
saamne padi beer ki bottle kholi.
Glass ko dhuundne ki koi taqleef na uthaate hue, usney woh bottle muh pe lagaayi,
aur do-teen badey se ghuunt maarte hue, woh mere paas aaya.
.
Fir, muje bottle haath mein thamaate hue bola -"have it.. u'll feel still better and much relieved'
Maine bhi bottle muh par lagaai,
aur badey se ghuunt bharne laga..
Subah se kuchh khaya nahi tha..aur na hi kuch piya tha..
toh muje kaafi achcha laga..
maine kariban aadhi bottle khali kar di..
.
Maine waha padi uski cigarette uthaai aur jala kar puff liye..
sar ab kaafi halka lagne laga..
.
'u hungry.. care to grab something..?'
'yeah..please'
'fil-haal yeh cake se kaam chalaao, fir kuch le kar aata hu andar se..'
.
usne bagal wala bedrom-fridge kholkar, ek cake nikal kar saamne rakh di.
Bedroom-fridge mein normally paani aur beer ke alawa, koi kuch nahi rakhta..
max to max kuch chocolate ya koi eye-drops ya aisi koi emergency item..
kitchen-fridge tak woh abhi jana nahi chahta tha, mujey akela chhor kar..
aur mai jaanta tha , ke kyo..
so caring person..
.
muje khaane ke liye kuch pal dene ke baad, woh bola -
'tum chaho toh muje bata sakte ho..kya aisi taqleef hai, jo tumhe khaye ja rhi hai..?"
mai ek pal, uski aankho mein umad kar aaye hue mamta ke badal ko dekhta rha.
kaun kehta hai ke mamta sirf ma ki aankho mein hi hoti hai..?
.
'come on dude, we are friends..shoot it out..'
'Pedro..!'
'yeah..?'
'Ishaak..'
'yeah, Ishaak. Magar Ishaak ka kya..?'
'Ishaak shaadi kar rha hai..'.....................(contd..)
.
=====================================
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