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<![CDATA[Xossipy - Hindi Sex Stories]]> https://xossipy.com/ Sat, 07 Nov 2026 01:44:03 +0000 MyBB <![CDATA[Maa aur Hijda bete ki Brashtikaran (MCMH Part 2)]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75781.html Fri, 06 Nov 2026 14:24:42 +0300 SuperMario7]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75781.html https://xossipy.com/thread-72846.html.... Main koshish karungi ki maximum pics ke sath ye story aage badhaya jaaye...]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-72846.html.... Main koshish karungi ki maximum pics ke sath ye story aage badhaya jaaye...]]> <![CDATA[Cuckold Ki Biwiyan Chodne Wala]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75738.html Wed, 04 Nov 2026 08:42:44 +0300 Babab96]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75738.html
Main Protagonist

Story Title: Cuckold Ki Biwiyan Chodne Wala

* Name: Bhavik Singh

* Age: 19 years

* Profession: Sales Officer – Water Purifier Brand

* Residence: Big City, living alone

* Native Place: Birth village, approximately 900 KM away

* Family: Lives in his native village

* Relationship Status: Multiple girlfriends

* Personality: Confident, adventurous, flirtatious and independent.

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Main Protagonist

Story Title: Cuckold Ki Biwiyan Chodne Wala

* Name: Bhavik Singh

* Age: 19 years

* Profession: Sales Officer – Water Purifier Brand

* Residence: Big City, living alone

* Native Place: Birth village, approximately 900 KM away

* Family: Lives in his native village

* Relationship Status: Multiple girlfriends

* Personality: Confident, adventurous, flirtatious and independent.

......]]> <![CDATA[RAHGEER ( JEEVAN KAA SAFAR )]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75737.html Wed, 04 Nov 2026 08:32:45 +0300 Babab96]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75737.html “Insaan ghar se aksar ek sapna lekar nikalta hai, lekin use kya pata hota hai ki raaste mein milne wala koi anjaana chehra uski zindagi ki sabse gehri kahaani ka pehla panna ban jayega.”

Ek Nayi Kahaani Ki Shuruaat

Namaskar dosto!

Main Bhavik Singh Chouhan, ek baar phir haazir hoon aap sabke saamne apni zindagi ka ek aisa kissa lekar, jise yaad karta hoon toh aaj bhi mann mein kai sawaal ek saath uthne lagte hain.

Yeh kahaani aaj se 12 saal pehle ki hai. uss wakt meri age 18 baras thi..

Us waqt main zindagi ke us padaav par tha jahan bachpan dheere-dheere peeche chhoot chuka tha aur jawaani apne darwaaze khol chuki thi....

Lund apne charam per khada hota tha aur aankhein jawan aur khubsurat maalo ki talash me rahti thi..

Aaj June 2014 se saal bhar pahle tak me ak sajjan balak tha..me kisi aurat per galat najar nhi dalta tha..

Me wo tha, Jo apni padai, papa aur maa ki madad, chhote bhai ko padane aur khusti, kabbadi, did jese khelo ke liye jana jata tha..

Lakin saal bhar pahle ak jawan maal ne mujhe apni hawas kaa sikar bana liya..

Ye aur koi nhi mere gaanv ke Pandit ki biwi, humari panditain thi..

Uss wakt me Jawani me kadak rakh chuka tha, Mera sharir jawan ho chuka tha..

Meri kad kathi, chehra aur rang roop kisi ko bhi meri aur aakarshit karne ke liye kaafi hai, khaskar meri nasili aur kisi ko bhi apna bana lene ki kala rakhne wali hai..

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Character Profile: Bhavik Singh Chouhan

The Brilliant Mind, The Fearless Fighter

1. Basic Introduction

Full Name: Bhavik Singh Chouhan

Age: 18 years

Hometown: A small village in India

Education: Recently passed Class 10 with excellent marks; preparing to continue his studies in the city.

Personality: Intelligent, confident, disciplined, courageous, observant and fiercely protective of his loved ones.

Mein, Bhavik Singh Chouhan koi aam satrah saal ka ladka nahi tha. Meri umar bhale hi abhi sirf satrah saal thi, lekin mere andar ek alag hi tarah ka aatmavishwas, tez dimaag aur kuch kar dikhane ka jazba tha.

Mein un ladkon mein se nahi tha jo sirf apni taakat ka dikhawa karte hain. Meri asli pehchaan mera dimaag, meri physical ability, mera discipline aur mushkil waqt mein khud ko sambhaalne ki kshamata thi.

Gaon ke log mujhe ek honhaar ladke ke roop mein jaante the. Mere teachers meri intelligence ki tareef karte the, mere dost meri sports skills se prabhavit rehte the, aur jo log mujhe kareeb se jaante the, woh samajhte the ki Mujhe kamzor samajhna bahut badi galti ho sakti hai.

Meri kahaani abhi shuru hi hui thi. Lekin mere andar woh saare gun maujood hai, jo aage chalkar mujhe ek yaadgaar kirdaar banaane wale hai.

2. Physical Appearance — Ek Attractive Aur Impressive Personality

Meri personality mein ek natural attraction tha. Mujhe logon ka dhyaan kheenchne ke liye na toh mehange kapdon ki zaroorat thi aur na hi kisi tarah ke dikhave ki.

Mera aatmavishwas, meri body language aur mera khud ko carry karne ka andaaz hi mujhe doosre ladkon se alag banaata tha.

- Face: Young, masculine features ke saath ek well-defined facial structure aur expressive aankhein.

- Eyes: Tez, satark aur observant aankhein, jo saamne wale ke expressions aur body language ko jaldi notice kar leti thi.

- Hair: Ghane, dark hair, jo uski youthful personality ko aur attractive banaate the.

- Physique: Athletic, fit aur naturally strong body, jo regular physical activity aur sports mein bhaag lene se develop hui thi.

- Posture: Seedha khada hone ka andaaz, balanced movements aur ek confident presence.

- Overall Appearance: Ek attractive, energetic aur physically capable young man, jiske andar teenage innocence aur ubharti hui maturity dono nazar aati thi.

3. Intelligence — Tez Dimaag Aur Brilliant Thinking

Meri sabse badi taakat sirf mera sharir nahi, balki mera dimaag tha.

Mein academically brilliant tha. Kitaabon mein padhi baaton ko jaldi samajhna, mushkil sawaalon ka hal nikaalna aur kisi topic ke peeche ka logic pakadna mere liye comparatively aasaan tha.

Dasvi mein achhe marks laana meri mehnat aur samajhne ki kshamata ka nateeja tha.
............]]> “Insaan ghar se aksar ek sapna lekar nikalta hai, lekin use kya pata hota hai ki raaste mein milne wala koi anjaana chehra uski zindagi ki sabse gehri kahaani ka pehla panna ban jayega.”

Ek Nayi Kahaani Ki Shuruaat

Namaskar dosto!

Main Bhavik Singh Chouhan, ek baar phir haazir hoon aap sabke saamne apni zindagi ka ek aisa kissa lekar, jise yaad karta hoon toh aaj bhi mann mein kai sawaal ek saath uthne lagte hain.

Yeh kahaani aaj se 12 saal pehle ki hai. uss wakt meri age 18 baras thi..

Us waqt main zindagi ke us padaav par tha jahan bachpan dheere-dheere peeche chhoot chuka tha aur jawaani apne darwaaze khol chuki thi....

Lund apne charam per khada hota tha aur aankhein jawan aur khubsurat maalo ki talash me rahti thi..

Aaj June 2014 se saal bhar pahle tak me ak sajjan balak tha..me kisi aurat per galat najar nhi dalta tha..

Me wo tha, Jo apni padai, papa aur maa ki madad, chhote bhai ko padane aur khusti, kabbadi, did jese khelo ke liye jana jata tha..

Lakin saal bhar pahle ak jawan maal ne mujhe apni hawas kaa sikar bana liya..

Ye aur koi nhi mere gaanv ke Pandit ki biwi, humari panditain thi..

Uss wakt me Jawani me kadak rakh chuka tha, Mera sharir jawan ho chuka tha..

Meri kad kathi, chehra aur rang roop kisi ko bhi meri aur aakarshit karne ke liye kaafi hai, khaskar meri nasili aur kisi ko bhi apna bana lene ki kala rakhne wali hai..

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Character Profile: Bhavik Singh Chouhan

The Brilliant Mind, The Fearless Fighter

1. Basic Introduction

Full Name: Bhavik Singh Chouhan

Age: 18 years

Hometown: A small village in India

Education: Recently passed Class 10 with excellent marks; preparing to continue his studies in the city.

Personality: Intelligent, confident, disciplined, courageous, observant and fiercely protective of his loved ones.

Mein, Bhavik Singh Chouhan koi aam satrah saal ka ladka nahi tha. Meri umar bhale hi abhi sirf satrah saal thi, lekin mere andar ek alag hi tarah ka aatmavishwas, tez dimaag aur kuch kar dikhane ka jazba tha.

Mein un ladkon mein se nahi tha jo sirf apni taakat ka dikhawa karte hain. Meri asli pehchaan mera dimaag, meri physical ability, mera discipline aur mushkil waqt mein khud ko sambhaalne ki kshamata thi.

Gaon ke log mujhe ek honhaar ladke ke roop mein jaante the. Mere teachers meri intelligence ki tareef karte the, mere dost meri sports skills se prabhavit rehte the, aur jo log mujhe kareeb se jaante the, woh samajhte the ki Mujhe kamzor samajhna bahut badi galti ho sakti hai.

Meri kahaani abhi shuru hi hui thi. Lekin mere andar woh saare gun maujood hai, jo aage chalkar mujhe ek yaadgaar kirdaar banaane wale hai.

2. Physical Appearance — Ek Attractive Aur Impressive Personality

Meri personality mein ek natural attraction tha. Mujhe logon ka dhyaan kheenchne ke liye na toh mehange kapdon ki zaroorat thi aur na hi kisi tarah ke dikhave ki.

Mera aatmavishwas, meri body language aur mera khud ko carry karne ka andaaz hi mujhe doosre ladkon se alag banaata tha.

- Face: Young, masculine features ke saath ek well-defined facial structure aur expressive aankhein.

- Eyes: Tez, satark aur observant aankhein, jo saamne wale ke expressions aur body language ko jaldi notice kar leti thi.

- Hair: Ghane, dark hair, jo uski youthful personality ko aur attractive banaate the.

- Physique: Athletic, fit aur naturally strong body, jo regular physical activity aur sports mein bhaag lene se develop hui thi.

- Posture: Seedha khada hone ka andaaz, balanced movements aur ek confident presence.

- Overall Appearance: Ek attractive, energetic aur physically capable young man, jiske andar teenage innocence aur ubharti hui maturity dono nazar aati thi.

3. Intelligence — Tez Dimaag Aur Brilliant Thinking

Meri sabse badi taakat sirf mera sharir nahi, balki mera dimaag tha.

Mein academically brilliant tha. Kitaabon mein padhi baaton ko jaldi samajhna, mushkil sawaalon ka hal nikaalna aur kisi topic ke peeche ka logic pakadna mere liye comparatively aasaan tha.

Dasvi mein achhe marks laana meri mehnat aur samajhne ki kshamata ka nateeja tha.
............]]> <![CDATA[GUNAHON KAA SODAGAR]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75736.html Wed, 04 Nov 2026 08:19:45 +0300 Babab96]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75736.html Kismat Ka Khel — Jay Ki Nayi Zindagi
Ek emotional drama, dhokhe, dard aur Naye Jeevan ki kahani...

Chapter 1: Apno Ka Dhoka

Raat ke kareeb 11 baje ka waqt tha. Aasmaan mein kaale baadal chhaye hue the aur halki-halki baarish ho rahi thi.

Mein Jay..

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ek 18 saal ka ladka, apne kamre ki khidki ke paas baitha apne mummy-papa ki tasveer dekh raha tha.

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Meri aankhon mein aansu the. Kuch hi din pehle ek bhayanak car accident mein mene apne maa-baap ko kho diya tha.

Mere liye duniya wahi khatam ho gayi thi.

Mere papa ek successful businessman the. Unhone mere liye ek bada ghar, zameen, bank balance aur kai properties chhodi thi. Mein unka iklauta beta aur unki saari property ka asli waaris tha.

Me khudki ke pass beth kar mere maa papa ko yaad kar rha tha..

Yaad karte karte me kab so gyaa mujhe pata hi nhi chala..

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Meri nind subhah ke 10:30 baje khuli..

Mene dekha koi nokar mujhe jagane nhi aaya tha..

Meri coffee mere bed ke pass available nhi thi..

Mene aawaj di..

Jay: "Shanti Kaki, Shanki Kaki, meri coffee le aaiye"

Lakin udhar se koi response nhi aaya, shanti kaki humari nokrani thi..

Me utha bistar se fresh wagera hua, aur apna lower change karke, apne ak pocket me mobile rakha aur dusre pocket me credit card aur id cards kaa wallet rakha, uske baad me niche gyaa..

Mera irada bhahar jakar kuchh khane kaa tha..

Jab me apne room se bahar jaa rha tha to mujhe kya pata tha ki jis ghar mein me apne bachpan se raha tha, wahi ghar ab mere liye ajnabi banne wala tha.

Mere papa ke bade bhai, Mahendra Tau, kuch dino se ghar mein hi reh rahe the.

Shuru mein unhone mere sath bade pyaar se baat ki.

Lekin unka asli chehra tab saamne aaya jab property ke saare important documents unke haath mein aa gaye.

Scene 1: Tau Ka Asli Chehra

Mein jese hi hall mein aaya. Mahendra tau sofa par baithe wishkey pee rahe the.

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Unke paas kuch legal papers pade the.

Mene dheere se kaha..

Jay: Ghar me koi nokar najar nhi aa rha hai, aaj koi aaya nhi hai kyaa?

Mahendra: Mene unn sab ko chutti de di hai..

Jay: "Kyun Tau ji"

Mahendra: " Mujhe tumharey papa ke nokar pasand nhi aaye to, mene unhen nikari se nikal diya"

Jay: To kyaa unki jagah koi dusre nokar rakhe hai apne, kyunki mujhe aaj taiyar hokar, tiffin lekar papa ke office jaana hai. Unke kuch important kaam pending hain. mujhe unka wo kaam kaaj dekhna hai, Aapke paas unki files hain kya?"

Mahendra ne wishkey kaa glass table par rakha aur mujhe ghurte hue dekha.

Mahendra: "Kaun sa office? Aur kaun sa kaam?"

Jay: "Papa ka business, Tau ji. Mujhe dheere-dheere sab sambhalna padega na ab."

Mahendra zor se hans pada.

Mahendra: "Business sambhalega tu? Abhi teri umar hi kya hai? Atharah saal ka bachcha hai tu!"

Mene nazrein jhuka li.

Jay: "Main seekh jaunga, Tau ji, aur wese bhi aap apna kaam kaaj chodkar yaha kab tak rahenge, mujhe khud ye sab sambhalna hoga."

Mahendra achanak apni jagah se khade ho gaye.

Mahendra: "Sun, Jay! Ab tak jo hona tha, ho chuka. Tere maa-baap nahi rahe. Ab is ghar aur property ki zimmedari main sambhalunga. Aaj aur uss wakt se ye saare property aur tere baap kaa banaya business mera hai"

Mene hairani se unki taraf dekha.

Jay: "Lekin Tau ji, ye sab papa ka hai… aur papa ke baad—"

Mahendra (beech mein tokte hue): "Bas! Mujhe kanoon mat sikha. Saare documents mere paas hain. Ab is ghar mein meri chalegi. ye ghar ab mera hai"

Mene tau kaa irada bhaap liya lakin mujhe iss ghar me ruk kar property ke documents apne hath me lene the, taki me apna hak court me maang saku..

Iss liye me unke paas gya aur haath jodkar bola..

Jay: "Tau ji, main aapse kuch nahi maang raha. Bas mujhe apne ghar mein rehne dijiye. Mummy-papa ke jaane ke baad mere paas is ghar ke alawa kuchh nahi hai."

Lekin Mahendra Tau ka dil patthar ban chuka tha. unke man me property hatiyane ki lalsa charam per thi, aur wo mujhe raste se hatana chahte the..

Hum dono ak dusre ke samne khade the..

Mahendra: "Mujhe emotional drama mat dikha. Nikal ja yahan se, aur sun ak bhi cheej ko hath mat lagana!

Yaha ab tera kuchh bhi nhi hai..

Ab ye ghar aur tere baap kaa business sab mera hai"

Me kuch pal tak unhe dekhta raha. mujhe yakeen hi nahi ho raha tha ki jis insaan ko me bachpan se apna tau samajhta aaya tha, wahi aaj mujhe ghar se nikaal raha tha.

Wo bhi uss ghar se jise mere papa ne apni mehnat se kharida tha, apne dam per..

Jay: "Tau ji… aap sach mein mujhe ghar se nikaal rahe hain?"

Mahendra: "Maine jo kaha, woh suna nahi? NIKAL!"

Me andar se gusse se bhar gyaa..kintu me tau ji kaa apman nhi karna chahta thaa..

Mere pita unki kaafi ijjat karte the.. me unke samne khada tha..

Me:" Tau, wese to iss property aur business per apka koi adhikar nhi hai, ye sab mere pita ne apne dam per khada kiya hai"

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Mahendra: " Mujhse jaban ladata hai battmiz"

Mahendra mujhe thappad marne ke liye aage bada..

Lakin jese hi usne apna hath uthaya wese hi mene uska hath pakad liya....

Me: " Tau apni had me raho, agar tum ye property hajam karna chahte ho to ye tumhe mubarak ho.

Mujhe mera saman lene do aur jane do yaha se"

Tau: " Tu iss ghar se kuchh nhi le jayega"

Me: " Mere College ki marksheet aur baki identity ke documents mujhe le jane dijiye"

Mahendra: "Tu yaha se kuchh nhi le jayega, aur tune jo mere sath abhi itni battmizi se baat ki hai, uska hisab abhi hoga..

Ranka, Surya, Prakash, Hamza.. Kaha mar gaye.."

Tau ki aawaj per 4 log dodte huye andar aaye..

Ranka: Ji sahab..

Mahendra: Ji sahab ke bachche maaro iss maderchod ko..

Tau ke itna bolte ho, wo teeno mere uper tut pade..

Mene bhi uska mukable kiya, ladai kuch 20 minutes tak chali lakin wo charo mujh per bhari pade.

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Chapter 2 : Haveli Ke Bahar — Mahendra Ka Asli Chehra

Unn charo ne mujhe uthakar berahmi se haveli ke bahar fenk diya. Mera sharir zameen se takraya aur kuch pal ke liye meri saansein tham-si gayin. Kapdon par gili mitti lag chuki thi aur sharir mein jagah-jagah dard ho raha tha, lekin meri aankhon mein ab bhi gussa aur aatmasamman baaki tha.

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Maine dheere-dheere khud ko sambhala aur uthne ki koshish ki.

Ranka, Surya, Prakash aur Hamza mere charon taraf ghera banakar khade the. Unke chehron par akad thi. Wo mujhe aise dekh rahe the, jaise main koi insaan nahi, balki unke pairon tale kuchla jaane wala koi kamzor insaan hoon.

Mahendra wahi khada sab dekh rha tha.

Uske chehre par ghamand bhari muskurahat thi. Wo mere saamne aakar ruka aur apni moochhon par taav dete hue bola.

Mahendra: "Tera baap saalon tak humse door raha aur humein aankhein dikhata raha. Ab use pata chalega ki humse akadane ka kya anjaam hota hai!"

Maine dard ke bawajood uski aankhon mein aankhein daalkar dekha.

Main: "Tau, mere pita tumhari izzat karte the. Unhone mujhe ya Maa ko kabhi aisi koi baat nahi batayi, jisse hamare mann mein tumhare liye nafrat paida ho. Unhone toh hamesha yahi sikhaya ki badon ki izzat karni chahiye."

Meri baat sunkar Mahendra zor se hans pada. Uski hansi mein apnapan nahi, balki saalon se daba hua zehar tha.

Mahendra: "Izzat? Ha ha ha! Tujhe lagta hai ki tera baap bahut shareef aur mahaan aadmi tha? Usne tujhe kuch nahi bataya, hai na?"

Wo ek kadam aage badha aur meri taraf ungli uthakar bola.

Mahendra: "Tujhe ye bhi nahi bataya ki kaise mere Maa-Baap ne use uske Maa-Baap ke marne ke baad ghar se bahar fenk diya tha? Bilkul waise hi, jaise aaj maine tujhe is haveli se bahar fenk diya hai!"

Ye sunkar main kuch pal ke liye khamosh reh gaya.

Mere mann mein ek saath kai sawaal uthne lage. Mere pita ne kabhi apne bachpan ke baare mein kuch kyun nahi bataya tha? Unke saath aisa kya hua tha, jiski mujhe aur Maa ko kabhi bhanak tak nahi lagi?

Mahendra mere chehre par ubharte sawaalon ko dekhkar muskuraya. Shayad use ehsaas ho gaya tha ki uski baaton ne mere mann mein halchal macha di hai.

Mahendra: "Khair, tera baap bhi bada seedha banne ka naatak karta tha. Lekin aakhirkaar wo bhi meri chikni-chupdi baaton mein aa hi gaya."

Usne apne blazer ki baazu theek ki aur bade itminaan se bola.

Mahendra: "Aur apni is poori property ka legal owner mujhe bana gaya, bachche!"

Mere pairon tale jaise zameen khisak gayi.

Main: "Kya...?"

Mere munh se bas itna hi nikla..

Mahendra ke chehre par jeet ka bhaav aur gehra ho gaya.

Mahendra: "Haan! Ye haveli, ye zameen-jaydaad—sab par mera haq hai. Tere baap ne khud mujhe iska legal owner banaya tha. Ab tu yahan kis baat ka haq jata raha hai?"

Maine apni saanson ko sambhala. Mere andar gussa ubal raha tha, lekin main bina kisi saboot ke uski baat ko sach bhi nahi maan sakta tha.

Main: "Agar Pita ji ne tumhe legal owner banaya tha, toh phir tum mujhse itna dar kyun rahe ho, Tau? Tumhe mujhe samjha kar bhej dena chahiye tha. Mere saath maarpeet karwane ki kya zaroorat thi?"

Meri baat sunkar Mahendra ki muskurahat gayab ho gayi.

Wo mere bilkul kareeb aakar dheemi, magar sakht awaaz mein bola.

Mahendra: "Apni zubaan sambhalkar baat kar! Tu abhi is bunglow ke bahar khada hai aur aage bhi bahar hi rahega. Yahan tere baap ki koi nishaani nahi bachi, jis par tu apna haq jata sake."

Usne palatkar apne aadmiyon ki taraf dekha..

Mahendra: "Aur tum chaaron! Ise achhe se samjha do ki dobara is haveli ke darwaze par dikhai dene ki himmat na kare!"

Ranka: "Ji, sahab!"

Chaaron ek baar phir meri taraf badhne lage.

Maine ek nazar bunglow ke us vishal darwaze par daali, jiske andar kabhi mere pita ka bhi jeevan beeta tha. Aaj usi darwaze se mujhe beizzat karke bahar fenk diya gaya tha.

Mere pita ki khamoshi, Mahendra ke daave aur is property ka rahasya—sab kuch ab ek-doosre se judta hua lag raha tha. Lekin mere paas na koi document tha, na koi gawah aur na hi un sawaalon ke jawaab, jo mere mann mein toofaan macha rahe the.

Maine dheere-dheere apni mutthiyan bheenchin aur Mahendra ki taraf dekha

Main: "Tau, aaj tumne mujhe is haveli se bahar fenk diya hai. Lekin yaad rakhna,ye property meri hai, mere pita ki aakhri nishaani aur me apna haq ak din jarur lunga."

Mahendra ne tiraskaar se munh pher liya.

Mahendra: "Chhod do ise marne ke liye, chalo andar, ab bahut hua"

Mahendra ne ye apne aadmiyon se kaha..

Main bina peeche hate un chaaron ko dekhta raha. Mera sharir dard se toot raha tha, lekin mere mann mein ab ek hi sawaal goonj raha tha—

Aakhir mere pita ne apne hi bhai par itna bharosa kyun kiya tha? Aur us bharose ki asli wajah kya thi?

Me janat hun mere pita sidhe aur bhawuk the..

Kintu phir bhi itni badi galti wo kese kar sakte hai..
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Mahendra aur wo chaaron mujhe wahin bahar chhodkar haveli ke andar jaa chuke the. Kuch der tak main khamoshi se wahin khada raha. Mere sharir mein ab bhi maarpeet ka dard tha, lekin usse kahin zyada dard mere dil mein ho raha tha.

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Maine dheere se apni nazrein uthayin aur saamne khade us aalishaan bungalow ko dekhne laga.

Wahi bungalow, jiske aangan mein maine apna bachpan bitaya tha. Wahi deewarein, wahi bada darwaza aur wahi aangan, jahan kabhi mere Maa-Baap ke saath meri duniya basa karti thi.

Aaj sab kuch wahi tha, bas mere Maa-Baap mere saath nahi the.

Bungalow ko dekhte hi meri aankhon ke saamne bachpan ki yaadein ek-ek karke taaza hone lagin.

Mujhe yaad aaya, kaise bachpan mein main apne pita ki ungli pakadkar isi aangan mein ghooma karta tha. Jab bhi main gir jaata, wo mujhe apni baahon mein utha lete aur pyaar se kehte—

Pita ji: "Mera beta toh bahut bahadur hai. Girne se nahi darte, girkar dobara uthna seekhte hain."

Unki baat yaad aate hi mere chehre par halki-si muskurahat aa gayi, lekin agle hi pal meri aankhein nam ho gayin.

Phir mujhe Maa ka chehra yaad aaya. Kaise wo subah-subah mujhe apne haathon se khana khilati thi, meri chhoti-chhoti zidd poori karti thi aur jab main shararat karta, toh daantne ka naatak karke khud hi hans padti thi.

Mere liye toh wahi bungalow mera ghar tha. Wahi aangan meri duniya aur wahi log meri poori zindagi the.

Lekin aaj usi ghar ke darwaze par mujhe ek ajnabi ki tarah beizzat karke bahar nikaal diya gaya tha.

Maine darwaze ki taraf dekha, jaise abhi Pita ji bahar aayenge, mere kandhe par haath rakhenge aur kahenge ki fikar mat kar, beta, main hoon na.

Lekin darwaza band tha.

Na Pita ji the, na Maa, aur na hi koi aisa insaan jo mujhe apna samajhkar apne paas bula leta.

Mere gale mein kuch atak-sa gaya. Maine apni nam aankhon ko ponchha aur ek lambi saans li.

Main (man hi man): "Pita ji, aapne toh hamesha mujhe sikhaya tha ki apne parivaar par bharosa karna chahiye. Lekin aaj aapke hi parivaar ne mujhe is ghar se bahar nikaal diya. Aapne kabhi mujhe is sab ke baare mein kyun nahi bataya?"

Maine ek baar phir bungalow ko dekha.

Ab mere mann mein sirf dukh nahi tha. Mahendra ki kahi baaton ne mere andar kai sawaal khade kar diye the. Kya sach mein mere pita ne apni saari property Mahendra ke naam kar di thi? Aur agar aisa tha, toh aakhir unhone aisa kyun kiya?

Main un sawaalon ke jawaab jaane bina wahan se jaana nahi chahta tha.

Kuch der baad maine apne aansu ponchhe, apne kapdon par lagi dhool saaf ki aur aakhri baar us bungalow ko dekha.

Main (man hi man): "Maa-Papa, main nahi jaanta ki sach kya hai. Lekin main aap dono ki yaadon ko yun hi mitti mein nahi milne doonga. Mujhe sach ka pata lagana hi hoga."

Itna sochkar main wahan se jaane ke liye mud gaya. Mere kadam bhaari the, lekin mann mein ek naya iraada janm le chuka tha.

Ab ye sirf ek ghar ka sawaal nahi tha.

Ye mere Maa-Baap ki yaadon, mere ateet aur us sach ki talaash thi, jise mujhse saalon tak chhupakar rakha gaya tha.
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Chapter 3 : Baarish, Dard Aur Zindagi Ki Pehli Majboori

Mera poora sharir dard se toot raha tha. Mahendra aur uske aadmiyon ki maar ab apna asar dikha rahi thi. Har kadam par sharir mein ek nayi tees uthti, lekin mere paas rukne ka koi sahara nahi tha.

Upar se bahut tez baarish ho rahi thi. Aasman se girti paani ki moti-moti boondein mere chehre aur badan par pad rahi thi. Mere kapde poori tarah bheeg chuke the aur sharir ki choton par paani padne se jalan aur badh gayi thi.

Main dard se karahte hue, ladkhadate kadmon se colony ke bahar nikla.

Kisi tarah sadak tak pahuncha toh dekha ki colony ke bahar ka market aaj lagbhag 95% band tha. Baarish ki wajah se sadkein sunsaan padi thi. Kuch ek dukaanon ke shutter aadhe khule the, lekin wahan bhi koi khaas halchal nahi thi.

Mujhe apne ghaav saaf karwane aur dard kam karne ke liye dawa ki zaroorat thi.

Main idhar-udhar nazrein daudata hua ek medical store tak pahuncha. Dukaan ke andar ghuste hi maine counter ka sahara liya aur kuch pal ke liye wahin khada hokar apni saansein sambhalne laga.

Main: "Uncle, kuch aisi medicine de dijiye, jisse mere ghaav saaf ho jaayein aur dard bhi thoda kam ho sake."

Medical store wale ne mere bheege kapdon aur choton ko dekha. Usne bina zyada sawaal kiye kuch dawa aur ghaav saaf karne ka samaan nikala aur counter par rakh diya.

Medical Store Wale: "Ye lijiye. Lekin chot zyada lag rahi hai. Ek baar doctor ko bhi dikha dijiyega."

Main: "Ji, theek hai."

Maine counter par rakhi dawaon ko dekha aur phir payment karne ke liye apna mobile nikala.

Mere jeb me laga kapda water proof the aur ye lower specially papa ne order per mere liye banwaye the..

Bahar kitna bhi pani ho, jeb me rakha saman surakshit rahta hai..

Mere haath bheegne aur dard ki wajah se theek se kaam nahi kar rahe the. Maine badi mushkil se payment app khola aur paise transfer karne ki koshish ki.

Kuch seconds baad screen par message aaya—

Payment Failed!

Maine socha, shayad network ki wajah se payment nahi hui hogi. Baarish mein network ki dikkat ho sakti thi, isliye maine dobara apna account check kiya.

Lekin account ka balance dekhte hi mere hosh ud gaye.

Available Balance: ₹0.00

Main kuch pal tak mobile ki screen ko dekhta raha. Mujhe apni aankhon par yakeen nahi ho raha tha.

Main (man hi man): "Ye kaise ho sakta hai? Mere account mein toh paise the!"

Maine transaction history check ki. Lekin us waqt mere dimaag mein ak din pahle ki ek baat achanak bijli ki tarah kaundhi.

Tau Mahendra ne mujhse ek blank cheque par sign karwaye the.

Us waqt maine un par bharosa karke bina kuch soche-samjhe sign kar diye the.

Aakhir wo mere pita ke bhai the. Maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki wo mere saath aisa kuch kar sakte hain.

Lekin ab saari baatein ek-ek karke samajh aane lagi thi.

Main (man hi man): "Saale Mahendra! Tune mujhe barbaad karne mein koi kasar nahi chhodi. Blank cheque par sign karwakar mere saare paise bhi nikaal liye!"

Mera gussa saatvein aasman par tha, lekin us waqt main kar bhi kya sakta tha?

Main wahin khada khud ko kosne laga.

Main (man hi man): "Kya bewakoofi ki maine! Pita ji ne zindagi bhar jin rishton ki izzat karna sikhaya, maine bhi unhi par aankh band karke bharosa kar liya. Ek baar bhi nahi socha ki blank cheque par sign karna kitni badi galti ho sakti hai!"

Maine ek lambi saans li aur apna wallet nikaala. Mujhe laga shayad credit card se payment ho jaayegi.

Wallet kholkar dekha toh usmein Papa ka credit card tha, jo mere istemaal ke liye linked tha.

Maine card nikaala aur counter par rakh diya.

Main: "Uncle, is card se payment karke dekhiye."

Medical store wale ne card machine mein lagaya. Kuch pal baad usne screen dekhi aur meri taraf card badha diya.

Medical Store Wale: "Sorry, dost. Ye card decline ho raha hai."

Maine hairani se uski taraf dekha.

Phir achanak yaad aaya ki Papa ke jaane ke baad unka account aur usse linked services block ho chuki thi. Shayad isi wajah se ye card bhi ab kisi kaam ka nahi raha tha.

Ab mere paas koi doosra raasta nahi tha.

Maine apne wallet ko check kiya usme mujhe apne id card's ke beech 100 rupaye ka ek note mila.

Bas, mere paas kul jama punji wahi thi—₹100.

Maine note nikaalkar counter par rakh diya.

Main: "Uncle, in sau rupayon mein jo zaroori dawa aur ghaav par lagane ke liye cream aa sakti hai, woh de dijiye."

Medical store wale ne kuch pal mujhe dekha. Phir usne dawaon mein se kuch cheezein alag ki aur unki keemat sau rupaye ke andar rakhi.

Maine paise diye aur dawaon ka packet utha liya.

Jab main un sau rupayon ko kharch kar raha tha, tab mujhe ek baat ka zara bhi ehsaas nahi hua tha ki maine subah se kuch khaya tak nahi tha.

Pet mein bhookh thi, lekin dard aur pareshani ke beech uska ehsaas jaise kahin dab gaya tha.

Mujhe ye bhi yaad nahi aaya ki wahi sau rupaye shayad kisi chhoti si dukaan se kuch khane ke liye kaam aa sakte the.

Us waqt mere liye bas itna zaroori tha ki kisi tarah apne ghaav saaf kar sakoon aur dard ko thoda kam kar sakoon.

Mene wahi medical wale se pani mangalsutra aur pain killer wagera kha lo..

Fir dawai ka packet haath mein lekar main medical store se bahar nikla.

Baarish ab bhi utni hi tez ho rahi thi. samne mujhe ak shade najar aaya jaha bethne ki jagah thi..

Main uss shade ki chhat ke neeche kuch pal ruka, ghav saaf kiye aur phir sadak ki taraf dekhne laga.

Jeb mein ab ek rupaya bhi nahi tha. Bank account khaali, credit card band aur sar par na ghar ki chhat thi, na kisi apne ka sahara.

Subah tak main ek aise ghar ka beta tha, jahan paison aur suvidhaon ki kami nahi thi.

Aur ab shaam hone se pehle hi main sadak par khada tha—bheega hua, zakhmi aur bilkul khaali haath.

Maine apne haath mein pakde dawaon ke packet ko dekha aur aankhein band kar li.

Main (man hi man): "Papa, aapke jaane ke baad sab kuch itni jaldi kaise badal gaya? Jis duniya ko main apna samajhta tha, aaj usi duniya mein mere paas dawa kharidne ke baad khane tak ke paise nahi bache."

Meri aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Baarish ki boondein un aansuon ke saath milkar mere chehre se behne lagin.

Lekin main jaanta tha ki ab mujhe khud hi apne liye khada hona padega.

Kyunki aaj mere paas na paisa tha, na ghar aur na hi koi aisa insaan, jiske saamne main apna dard bayaan kar sakoon.

Aaj pehli baar mujhe samajh aaya ki insaan ko todne ke liye hamesha uske sharir par vaar karna

zaroori nahi hota. Kabhi-kabhi usse uska bharosa, uski jama-punji aur uske apne log chheen lena hi kaafi hota hai.
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Chapter 3 : Apno Ki Asliyat — Jab Har Darwaza Band Ho Gaya

Baarish ab bhi bahut tez ho rahi thi. Main shade me beth kar bahar khada bheegi sadak ko dekh raha tha. Mere sharir ka dard badhta ja raha tha, lekin usse kahin zyada takleef mujhe is baat ki thi ki aaj mere paas koi apna nahi tha.

Mere paas na rehne ki jagah thi, na khaane ke paise aur na hi koi aisa insaan, jiske saamne main apna dard bayaan kar sakoon.

Tabhi mere dimaag mein ek khayal aaya.

Main (man hi man): "Papa ke bhai ne toh apna asli rang dikha hi diya. Lekin Papa ke aur bhi toh rishtedaar the. Unke dost the, jaan-pehchaan wale the. Papa ne kitne logon ki madad ki thi. Kya unmein se koi bhi meri madad nahi karega?"

Mujhe yaad aane laga ki Papa ne apni zindagi mein kitne logon ka saath diya tha. Kisi ko paison ki zaroorat hoti toh madad kar dete, kisi ke bachchon ki fees bhar dete, toh kabhi kisi rishtedaar ki pareshani mein bina kahe khade ho jaate.

Mere Papa ke liye paisa sirf apni suvidhaon ke liye nahi tha. Wo apne parivaar aur apne logon par dil kholkar kharch karte the.

Aur unhi apno mein meri chaaron muh boli bhuaayein bhi shamil thi. jo mere papa ke dost ki bahne thi..aur jinka papa ke sath bhai bahan saa gahra rishta tha..

Mene ak ak karke un Chaaro muh boli Bhuaon Ko Phone milane kaa man banaya..

Maine apna mobile nikala. kuchh der hawa me bethne se hath kuchh had tak sukh gye the, mobile me thoda behtar thang se pakad paa rha tha..

Maine sabse pehle apni badi bhua, Shahnaz Begum, ko call lagaya.

Shahnaz bhua mere papa ke dost ke parivaar ki sabse badi beti thi. Papa unki bahut izzat karte the. Jab bhi unhe paison ki zaroorat hoti, Papa bina zyada sawaal kiye unki madad kar dete.

Mujhe laga ki wo kam se kam meri baat toh zaroor sunengi.

Phone bajta raha.

Ek baar...

Do baar...

Paanch baar...

Lekin kisi ne phone nahi uthaya.

Maine call kaatkar dobara lagaya.

Is baar bhi koi jawaab nahi aaya.

Main (man hi man): "Shayad bhua kisi kaam mein hongi. Itni baar call dekhkar baad mein toh phone kar hi lengi."

Maine khud ko tasalli di aur doosri bhua, Nasreen Begum, ko phone lagaya.

Nasreen bhua milansaar thi. Papa jab bhi unke ghar jaate, unke liye kuch na kuch lekar zaroor jaate the. Unki zarooraton mein bhi Papa ne kai baar madad ki thi.

Maine socha, shayad wo meri baat samajhengi.

Lekin unhone bhi phone nahi uthaya.

Ab maine teesri bhua, Parveen Begum, ko call kiya.

Parveen bhua apne maamlon mein kaafi practical thi. Papa unki bhi aarthik madad karte rahe the.

Call ring hoti rahi, magar udhar se koi jawaab nahi aaya.

Aakhir mein maine chhoti bhua, Yasmeen Begum, ko phone lagaya.

Mere mann mein ab bhi ek chhoti-si ummeed thi. Wo shayad meri awaaz sunkar hi samajh jaayengi ki main kitni badi pareshani mein hoon.

Lekin unhone bhi call nahi uthaya.

Main kuch der tak mobile ki screen dekhta raha.

Chaaron bhuaon ko kai baar phone karne ke baad bhi kisi ne mujhse baat karna zaroori nahi samjha.

Mere mann mein sawaal uthne lage.

Kya unhe pata chal gaya tha ki Mahendra ne mujhe ghar se nikaal diya hai?

Kya unhe lagta tha ki main unse paise maangne ke liye phone kar raha hoon?

Ya phir unhone bhi mujhe akela chhodne ka faisla kar liya tha?

Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha.

Maine ek baar phir Shahnaz bhua ko phone lagaya.

Is baar call uth gayi.

Main: "Hello, bhua..."

Doosri taraf kuch pal khamoshi rahi.

Shahnaz Bhua: "Ab kya hai?"

Unki awaaz sunkar main ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Mujhe ummeed thi ki wo poochengi ki main kaisa hoon, itni baar phone kyun kar raha hoon, lekin unke lehje mein sirf chidchidapan tha.

Main: "Bhua, main hoon. Mujhe aapse kuch zaroori baat karni thi."

Shahnaz Bhua: "Dekh, mujhe kisi tarah ke jhagde mein nahi padna. Jo bhi hua hai, tum log apne beech suljhao."

Main: "Lekin bhua, meri baat toh sun lijiye. Mere saath bahut bura hua hai. Tau ne mujhe ghar se nikaal diya hai aur—"

Shahnaz Bhua (beech mein tokte hue): "Toh hum kya karein? Tumhare Tau bahut khatarnak aadmi hai. Hum tumhari madad karke apno ko jokhim me nhi daal saktey."

Mujhe unki baat sunkar aisa laga, jaise kisi ne mere andar bachi hui aakhri ummeed ko bhi kuchal diya ho.

Main: "Bhua, main aapse koi paisa nahi maang raha. Bas aapse baat karna chahta hoon. Aakhir papa apko apni sagi bahan ki tarah mante the"

Shahnaz Bhua: "Bas! Ab dobara phone mat karna. Aur humse door hi rehna."

Itna kehkar unhone phone kaat diya.

Main kuch pal mobile ko apne kaan se lagaye khada raha, jaise mujhe yakeen hi nahi ho raha tha ki unhone sach mein phone kaat diya hai.

Maine apni aankhein band ki aur ek lambi saans li.

Lekin mujhe abhi bhi baaki teen bhuaon se baat karni thi.

2. Nasreen Bhua Ka Jawaab

Maine Nasreen bhua ko dobara phone lagaya.

Is baar unhone kuch der baad call utha li.

Main: "Bhua, salam. Main aapse kuch zaroori baat karna chahta hoon."

Nasreen Bhua: "Mujhe sab pata chal gaya hai. Tumhare Tau aur tumhare beech jo bhi hua hai, usmein humein mat ghaseeto."

Main: "Lekin bhua, aapko poori baat pata bhi hai? mujhe mere ghar se nikal diya gya hai"

Nasreen Bhua: "Ghar? Ab wo tumhara ghar nahi hai. Jab tumhare Tau se baat ho chuki hai, toh baar-baar dusron ko phone karne ka kya matlab hai?"

Main: "Bhua, Papa ne aap sabke liye kitna kuch kiya tha. Jab bhi aapko zaroorat padi, unhone kabhi mana nahi kiya. Aaj main pareshani mein hoon toh kya aap meri baat bhi nahi sunengi?"

Meri awaaz bharra gayi thi.

Kuch pal ke liye doosri taraf khamoshi rahi. Mujhe laga shayad meri baat ka un par asar hua hai.

Lekin agle hi pal unka jawaab aaya.

Nasreen Bhua: "Tumhare Papa ne jo kiya, wo unki marzi thi. Humne unse zabardasti toh nahi maanga tha. Ab un baaton ko lekar hum par koi zimmedari mat daalo."

Mere paas kehne ke liye kuch nahi bacha.

Nasreen Bhua: "Aur haan, dobara phone mat karna. Humein apni zindagi mein aur koi pareshani nahi chahiye."

Call kat gayi.

Main baarish mein khada reh gaya.

Papa ne jin logon ki madad ko apna farz samjha tha, unke liye wo madad ab sirf ek purani baat thi.

3. Parveen Bhua Ka Jawaab

Maine Parveen bhua ko phone kiya.

Is baar unhone call jaldi utha li.

Parveen Bhua: "Haan, bolo. Kya chahiye?"

Unke sawaal ne hi mujhe bata diya ki wo mere phone karne ka kya matlab nikaal rahi thi.

Main: "Bhua, mujhe aapse koi cheez nahi chahiye. Main bas bahut badi mushkil mein hoon. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki main kahan jaaun."

Parveen Bhua: "Dekho, seedhi baat karti hoon. Tumhare Tau ke paas property ke kaagaz hain. Agar unhone tumhe ghar se nikaala hai, toh unki koi wajah hogi."

Main: "Lekin bhua, bina meri baat sune aap kaise maan sakti hain ki Tau sahi hain? Aapko pata bhi hai ki unhone mere saath kya kiya?"

Parveen Bhua: "Mujhe is sab mein nahi padna. Main apne ghar-parivaar mein shaanti chahti hoon. Tum apna maamla khud dekho."

Main: "Toh aap meri madad bhi nahi karengi?"

Parveen Bhua: "Maine kaha na, mujhe is maamle se door rakho. humara tumse koi khun kaa rishta nhi hai jo tum itna hak jata rhe ho Aur mere ak baat kaan khol kar suno Jay, aage se phone mat karna."

Unhone bhi call kaat diya.

Mere haath mein mobile tha, lekin ab use pakadne ki bhi himmat nahi ho rahi thi.

Main apne hi rishton ke saamne khud ko itna akela kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha.

4. Yasmeen Bhua Ka Aakhri Jawaab

Ab sirf Yasmeen bhua bachi thi.

Wo mere papa ke dost ko chhoti bahan thi aur meri chhoti bhua thi. Bachpan mein jab bhi wo hamare ghar aati thi, main unke saath waqt bitaya karta tha. Mujhe yaad tha ki Papa unke liye bhi kitni baar paise bhejte the.

Maine unhe phone lagaya.

Kaafi der tak ring hoti rahi.

Phir achanak call uth gayi.

Main: "Bhua..."

Yasmeen Bhua: "Haan, bolo."

Main: "Bhua, main bahut pareshani mein hoon. Aaj Tau ne mujhe ghar se nikaal diya. Mere paas paise bhi nahi hain aur—"

Yasmeen Bhua: "Tumhe kya lagta hai, sirf tumhare paas hi pareshani hai? Hamari bhi apni zindagi hai."

Main: "Bhua, main aapse kuch maang nahi raha. Bas chahta hoon ki koi meri baat sun le. Main subah se bhooka hoon, baarish mein bheeg raha hoon aur mere paas jaane ke liye koi jagah nahi hai."

Meri awaaz ab kaanp rahi thi.

Mujhe laga, shayad meri haalat sunkar unka dil pighal jaayega.

Lekin unhone jo kaha, usne mujhe andar tak tod diya.

Yasmeen Bhua: "Dekho, mujhe tumse koi baat nahi karni. Tum apne Tau ke saath apna maamla suljhao. Aur aage se humein phone mat karna."

Main: "Bhua, main aapka bhatija hoon..."

Yasmeen Bhua: "Maine sun liya. tum mere muh bole bhatije ho, Ab dobara call mat karna aur humse door raho."

Call kat gayi.

Main kuch der tak wahi betha raha.

Mere chaaron bhuaon mein se kisi ne bhi meri baat sunne tak ki zaroorat nahi samjhi thi.

Kisi ne nahi poochha ki mujhe kitni chot lagi hai.

Kisi ne nahi poochha ki maine kuch khaya hai ya nahi.

Aur kisi ne ye bhi nahi kaha ki beta, ghabrao mat, hum hain na.

Chaaron ka jawaab ek hi tha—dobara call mat karna aur humse door rehna.

Maine apna mobile neeche kar liya. Meri aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, lekin main unhe ponchhne ki bhi koshish nahi kar raha tha.
.........]]> Kismat Ka Khel — Jay Ki Nayi Zindagi
Ek emotional drama, dhokhe, dard aur Naye Jeevan ki kahani...

Chapter 1: Apno Ka Dhoka

Raat ke kareeb 11 baje ka waqt tha. Aasmaan mein kaale baadal chhaye hue the aur halki-halki baarish ho rahi thi.

Mein Jay..

ek 18 saal ka ladka, apne kamre ki khidki ke paas baitha apne mummy-papa ki tasveer dekh raha tha.

Maine dheere se apni nazrein uthayin aur saamne khade us aalishaan bungalow ko dekhne laga.

Wahi bungalow, jiske aangan mein maine apna bachpan bitaya tha. Wahi deewarein, wahi bada darwaza aur wahi aangan, jahan kabhi mere Maa-Baap ke saath meri duniya basa karti thi.

Aaj sab kuch wahi tha, bas mere Maa-Baap mere saath nahi the.

Bungalow ko dekhte hi meri aankhon ke saamne bachpan ki yaadein ek-ek karke taaza hone lagin.

Mujhe yaad aaya, kaise bachpan mein main apne pita ki ungli pakadkar isi aangan mein ghooma karta tha. Jab bhi main gir jaata, wo mujhe apni baahon mein utha lete aur pyaar se kehte—

Pita ji: "Mera beta toh bahut bahadur hai. Girne se nahi darte, girkar dobara uthna seekhte hain."

Unki baat yaad aate hi mere chehre par halki-si muskurahat aa gayi, lekin agle hi pal meri aankhein nam ho gayin.

Phir mujhe Maa ka chehra yaad aaya. Kaise wo subah-subah mujhe apne haathon se khana khilati thi, meri chhoti-chhoti zidd poori karti thi aur jab main shararat karta, toh daantne ka naatak karke khud hi hans padti thi.

Mere liye toh wahi bungalow mera ghar tha. Wahi aangan meri duniya aur wahi log meri poori zindagi the.

Lekin aaj usi ghar ke darwaze par mujhe ek ajnabi ki tarah beizzat karke bahar nikaal diya gaya tha.

Maine darwaze ki taraf dekha, jaise abhi Pita ji bahar aayenge, mere kandhe par haath rakhenge aur kahenge ki fikar mat kar, beta, main hoon na.

Lekin darwaza band tha.

Na Pita ji the, na Maa, aur na hi koi aisa insaan jo mujhe apna samajhkar apne paas bula leta.

Mere gale mein kuch atak-sa gaya. Maine apni nam aankhon ko ponchha aur ek lambi saans li.

Main (man hi man): "Pita ji, aapne toh hamesha mujhe sikhaya tha ki apne parivaar par bharosa karna chahiye. Lekin aaj aapke hi parivaar ne mujhe is ghar se bahar nikaal diya. Aapne kabhi mujhe is sab ke baare mein kyun nahi bataya?"

Maine ek baar phir bungalow ko dekha.

Ab mere mann mein sirf dukh nahi tha. Mahendra ki kahi baaton ne mere andar kai sawaal khade kar diye the. Kya sach mein mere pita ne apni saari property Mahendra ke naam kar di thi? Aur agar aisa tha, toh aakhir unhone aisa kyun kiya?

Main un sawaalon ke jawaab jaane bina wahan se jaana nahi chahta tha.

Kuch der baad maine apne aansu ponchhe, apne kapdon par lagi dhool saaf ki aur aakhri baar us bungalow ko dekha.

Main (man hi man): "Maa-Papa, main nahi jaanta ki sach kya hai. Lekin main aap dono ki yaadon ko yun hi mitti mein nahi milne doonga. Mujhe sach ka pata lagana hi hoga."

Itna sochkar main wahan se jaane ke liye mud gaya. Mere kadam bhaari the, lekin mann mein ek naya iraada janm le chuka tha.

Ab ye sirf ek ghar ka sawaal nahi tha.

Ye mere Maa-Baap ki yaadon, mere ateet aur us sach ki talaash thi, jise mujhse saalon tak chhupakar rakha gaya tha.
............

Chapter 3 : Baarish, Dard Aur Zindagi Ki Pehli Majboori

Mera poora sharir dard se toot raha tha. Mahendra aur uske aadmiyon ki maar ab apna asar dikha rahi thi. Har kadam par sharir mein ek nayi tees uthti, lekin mere paas rukne ka koi sahara nahi tha.

Upar se bahut tez baarish ho rahi thi. Aasman se girti paani ki moti-moti boondein mere chehre aur badan par pad rahi thi. Mere kapde poori tarah bheeg chuke the aur sharir ki choton par paani padne se jalan aur badh gayi thi.

Main dard se karahte hue, ladkhadate kadmon se colony ke bahar nikla.

Kisi tarah sadak tak pahuncha toh dekha ki colony ke bahar ka market aaj lagbhag 95% band tha. Baarish ki wajah se sadkein sunsaan padi thi. Kuch ek dukaanon ke shutter aadhe khule the, lekin wahan bhi koi khaas halchal nahi thi.

Mujhe apne ghaav saaf karwane aur dard kam karne ke liye dawa ki zaroorat thi.

Main idhar-udhar nazrein daudata hua ek medical store tak pahuncha. Dukaan ke andar ghuste hi maine counter ka sahara liya aur kuch pal ke liye wahin khada hokar apni saansein sambhalne laga.

Main: "Uncle, kuch aisi medicine de dijiye, jisse mere ghaav saaf ho jaayein aur dard bhi thoda kam ho sake."

Medical store wale ne mere bheege kapdon aur choton ko dekha. Usne bina zyada sawaal kiye kuch dawa aur ghaav saaf karne ka samaan nikala aur counter par rakh diya.

Medical Store Wale: "Ye lijiye. Lekin chot zyada lag rahi hai. Ek baar doctor ko bhi dikha dijiyega."

Main: "Ji, theek hai."

Maine counter par rakhi dawaon ko dekha aur phir payment karne ke liye apna mobile nikala.

Mere jeb me laga kapda water proof the aur ye lower specially papa ne order per mere liye banwaye the..

Bahar kitna bhi pani ho, jeb me rakha saman surakshit rahta hai..

Mere haath bheegne aur dard ki wajah se theek se kaam nahi kar rahe the. Maine badi mushkil se payment app khola aur paise transfer karne ki koshish ki.

Kuch seconds baad screen par message aaya—

Payment Failed!

Maine socha, shayad network ki wajah se payment nahi hui hogi. Baarish mein network ki dikkat ho sakti thi, isliye maine dobara apna account check kiya.

Lekin account ka balance dekhte hi mere hosh ud gaye.

Available Balance: ₹0.00

Main kuch pal tak mobile ki screen ko dekhta raha. Mujhe apni aankhon par yakeen nahi ho raha tha.

Main (man hi man): "Ye kaise ho sakta hai? Mere account mein toh paise the!"

Maine transaction history check ki. Lekin us waqt mere dimaag mein ak din pahle ki ek baat achanak bijli ki tarah kaundhi.

Tau Mahendra ne mujhse ek blank cheque par sign karwaye the.

Us waqt maine un par bharosa karke bina kuch soche-samjhe sign kar diye the.

Aakhir wo mere pita ke bhai the. Maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki wo mere saath aisa kuch kar sakte hain.

Lekin ab saari baatein ek-ek karke samajh aane lagi thi.

Main (man hi man): "Saale Mahendra! Tune mujhe barbaad karne mein koi kasar nahi chhodi. Blank cheque par sign karwakar mere saare paise bhi nikaal liye!"

Mera gussa saatvein aasman par tha, lekin us waqt main kar bhi kya sakta tha?

Main wahin khada khud ko kosne laga.

Main (man hi man): "Kya bewakoofi ki maine! Pita ji ne zindagi bhar jin rishton ki izzat karna sikhaya, maine bhi unhi par aankh band karke bharosa kar liya. Ek baar bhi nahi socha ki blank cheque par sign karna kitni badi galti ho sakti hai!"

Maine ek lambi saans li aur apna wallet nikaala. Mujhe laga shayad credit card se payment ho jaayegi.

Wallet kholkar dekha toh usmein Papa ka credit card tha, jo mere istemaal ke liye linked tha.

Maine card nikaala aur counter par rakh diya.

Main: "Uncle, is card se payment karke dekhiye."

Medical store wale ne card machine mein lagaya. Kuch pal baad usne screen dekhi aur meri taraf card badha diya.

Medical Store Wale: "Sorry, dost. Ye card decline ho raha hai."

Maine hairani se uski taraf dekha.

Phir achanak yaad aaya ki Papa ke jaane ke baad unka account aur usse linked services block ho chuki thi. Shayad isi wajah se ye card bhi ab kisi kaam ka nahi raha tha.

Ab mere paas koi doosra raasta nahi tha.

Maine apne wallet ko check kiya usme mujhe apne id card's ke beech 100 rupaye ka ek note mila.

Bas, mere paas kul jama punji wahi thi—₹100.

Maine note nikaalkar counter par rakh diya.

Main: "Uncle, in sau rupayon mein jo zaroori dawa aur ghaav par lagane ke liye cream aa sakti hai, woh de dijiye."

Medical store wale ne kuch pal mujhe dekha. Phir usne dawaon mein se kuch cheezein alag ki aur unki keemat sau rupaye ke andar rakhi.

Maine paise diye aur dawaon ka packet utha liya.

Jab main un sau rupayon ko kharch kar raha tha, tab mujhe ek baat ka zara bhi ehsaas nahi hua tha ki maine subah se kuch khaya tak nahi tha.

Pet mein bhookh thi, lekin dard aur pareshani ke beech uska ehsaas jaise kahin dab gaya tha.

Mujhe ye bhi yaad nahi aaya ki wahi sau rupaye shayad kisi chhoti si dukaan se kuch khane ke liye kaam aa sakte the.

Us waqt mere liye bas itna zaroori tha ki kisi tarah apne ghaav saaf kar sakoon aur dard ko thoda kam kar sakoon.

Mene wahi medical wale se pani mangalsutra aur pain killer wagera kha lo..

Fir dawai ka packet haath mein lekar main medical store se bahar nikla.

Baarish ab bhi utni hi tez ho rahi thi. samne mujhe ak shade najar aaya jaha bethne ki jagah thi..

Main uss shade ki chhat ke neeche kuch pal ruka, ghav saaf kiye aur phir sadak ki taraf dekhne laga.

Jeb mein ab ek rupaya bhi nahi tha. Bank account khaali, credit card band aur sar par na ghar ki chhat thi, na kisi apne ka sahara.

Subah tak main ek aise ghar ka beta tha, jahan paison aur suvidhaon ki kami nahi thi.

Aur ab shaam hone se pehle hi main sadak par khada tha—bheega hua, zakhmi aur bilkul khaali haath.

Maine apne haath mein pakde dawaon ke packet ko dekha aur aankhein band kar li.

Main (man hi man): "Papa, aapke jaane ke baad sab kuch itni jaldi kaise badal gaya? Jis duniya ko main apna samajhta tha, aaj usi duniya mein mere paas dawa kharidne ke baad khane tak ke paise nahi bache."

Meri aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Baarish ki boondein un aansuon ke saath milkar mere chehre se behne lagin.

Lekin main jaanta tha ki ab mujhe khud hi apne liye khada hona padega.

Kyunki aaj mere paas na paisa tha, na ghar aur na hi koi aisa insaan, jiske saamne main apna dard bayaan kar sakoon.

Aaj pehli baar mujhe samajh aaya ki insaan ko todne ke liye hamesha uske sharir par vaar karna

zaroori nahi hota. Kabhi-kabhi usse uska bharosa, uski jama-punji aur uske apne log chheen lena hi kaafi hota hai.
.........

Chapter 3 : Apno Ki Asliyat — Jab Har Darwaza Band Ho Gaya

Baarish ab bhi bahut tez ho rahi thi. Main shade me beth kar bahar khada bheegi sadak ko dekh raha tha. Mere sharir ka dard badhta ja raha tha, lekin usse kahin zyada takleef mujhe is baat ki thi ki aaj mere paas koi apna nahi tha.

Mere paas na rehne ki jagah thi, na khaane ke paise aur na hi koi aisa insaan, jiske saamne main apna dard bayaan kar sakoon.

Tabhi mere dimaag mein ek khayal aaya.

Main (man hi man): "Papa ke bhai ne toh apna asli rang dikha hi diya. Lekin Papa ke aur bhi toh rishtedaar the. Unke dost the, jaan-pehchaan wale the. Papa ne kitne logon ki madad ki thi. Kya unmein se koi bhi meri madad nahi karega?"

Mujhe yaad aane laga ki Papa ne apni zindagi mein kitne logon ka saath diya tha. Kisi ko paison ki zaroorat hoti toh madad kar dete, kisi ke bachchon ki fees bhar dete, toh kabhi kisi rishtedaar ki pareshani mein bina kahe khade ho jaate.

Mere Papa ke liye paisa sirf apni suvidhaon ke liye nahi tha. Wo apne parivaar aur apne logon par dil kholkar kharch karte the.

Aur unhi apno mein meri chaaron muh boli bhuaayein bhi shamil thi. jo mere papa ke dost ki bahne thi..aur jinka papa ke sath bhai bahan saa gahra rishta tha..

Mene ak ak karke un Chaaro muh boli Bhuaon Ko Phone milane kaa man banaya..

Maine apna mobile nikala. kuchh der hawa me bethne se hath kuchh had tak sukh gye the, mobile me thoda behtar thang se pakad paa rha tha..

Maine sabse pehle apni badi bhua, Shahnaz Begum, ko call lagaya.

Shahnaz bhua mere papa ke dost ke parivaar ki sabse badi beti thi. Papa unki bahut izzat karte the. Jab bhi unhe paison ki zaroorat hoti, Papa bina zyada sawaal kiye unki madad kar dete.

Mujhe laga ki wo kam se kam meri baat toh zaroor sunengi.

Phone bajta raha.

Ek baar...

Do baar...

Paanch baar...

Lekin kisi ne phone nahi uthaya.

Maine call kaatkar dobara lagaya.

Is baar bhi koi jawaab nahi aaya.

Main (man hi man): "Shayad bhua kisi kaam mein hongi. Itni baar call dekhkar baad mein toh phone kar hi lengi."

Maine khud ko tasalli di aur doosri bhua, Nasreen Begum, ko phone lagaya.

Nasreen bhua milansaar thi. Papa jab bhi unke ghar jaate, unke liye kuch na kuch lekar zaroor jaate the. Unki zarooraton mein bhi Papa ne kai baar madad ki thi.

Maine socha, shayad wo meri baat samajhengi.

Lekin unhone bhi phone nahi uthaya.

Ab maine teesri bhua, Parveen Begum, ko call kiya.

Parveen bhua apne maamlon mein kaafi practical thi. Papa unki bhi aarthik madad karte rahe the.

Call ring hoti rahi, magar udhar se koi jawaab nahi aaya.

Aakhir mein maine chhoti bhua, Yasmeen Begum, ko phone lagaya.

Mere mann mein ab bhi ek chhoti-si ummeed thi. Wo shayad meri awaaz sunkar hi samajh jaayengi ki main kitni badi pareshani mein hoon.

Lekin unhone bhi call nahi uthaya.

Main kuch der tak mobile ki screen dekhta raha.

Chaaron bhuaon ko kai baar phone karne ke baad bhi kisi ne mujhse baat karna zaroori nahi samjha.

Mere mann mein sawaal uthne lage.

Kya unhe pata chal gaya tha ki Mahendra ne mujhe ghar se nikaal diya hai?

Kya unhe lagta tha ki main unse paise maangne ke liye phone kar raha hoon?

Ya phir unhone bhi mujhe akela chhodne ka faisla kar liya tha?

Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha.

Maine ek baar phir Shahnaz bhua ko phone lagaya.

Is baar call uth gayi.

Main: "Hello, bhua..."

Doosri taraf kuch pal khamoshi rahi.

Shahnaz Bhua: "Ab kya hai?"

Unki awaaz sunkar main ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Mujhe ummeed thi ki wo poochengi ki main kaisa hoon, itni baar phone kyun kar raha hoon, lekin unke lehje mein sirf chidchidapan tha.

Main: "Bhua, main hoon. Mujhe aapse kuch zaroori baat karni thi."

Shahnaz Bhua: "Dekh, mujhe kisi tarah ke jhagde mein nahi padna. Jo bhi hua hai, tum log apne beech suljhao."

Main: "Lekin bhua, meri baat toh sun lijiye. Mere saath bahut bura hua hai. Tau ne mujhe ghar se nikaal diya hai aur—"

Shahnaz Bhua (beech mein tokte hue): "Toh hum kya karein? Tumhare Tau bahut khatarnak aadmi hai. Hum tumhari madad karke apno ko jokhim me nhi daal saktey."

Mujhe unki baat sunkar aisa laga, jaise kisi ne mere andar bachi hui aakhri ummeed ko bhi kuchal diya ho.

Main: "Bhua, main aapse koi paisa nahi maang raha. Bas aapse baat karna chahta hoon. Aakhir papa apko apni sagi bahan ki tarah mante the"

Shahnaz Bhua: "Bas! Ab dobara phone mat karna. Aur humse door hi rehna."

Itna kehkar unhone phone kaat diya.

Main kuch pal mobile ko apne kaan se lagaye khada raha, jaise mujhe yakeen hi nahi ho raha tha ki unhone sach mein phone kaat diya hai.

Maine apni aankhein band ki aur ek lambi saans li.

Lekin mujhe abhi bhi baaki teen bhuaon se baat karni thi.

2. Nasreen Bhua Ka Jawaab

Maine Nasreen bhua ko dobara phone lagaya.

Is baar unhone kuch der baad call utha li.

Main: "Bhua, salam. Main aapse kuch zaroori baat karna chahta hoon."

Nasreen Bhua: "Mujhe sab pata chal gaya hai. Tumhare Tau aur tumhare beech jo bhi hua hai, usmein humein mat ghaseeto."

Main: "Lekin bhua, aapko poori baat pata bhi hai? mujhe mere ghar se nikal diya gya hai"

Nasreen Bhua: "Ghar? Ab wo tumhara ghar nahi hai. Jab tumhare Tau se baat ho chuki hai, toh baar-baar dusron ko phone karne ka kya matlab hai?"

Main: "Bhua, Papa ne aap sabke liye kitna kuch kiya tha. Jab bhi aapko zaroorat padi, unhone kabhi mana nahi kiya. Aaj main pareshani mein hoon toh kya aap meri baat bhi nahi sunengi?"

Meri awaaz bharra gayi thi.

Kuch pal ke liye doosri taraf khamoshi rahi. Mujhe laga shayad meri baat ka un par asar hua hai.

Lekin agle hi pal unka jawaab aaya.

Nasreen Bhua: "Tumhare Papa ne jo kiya, wo unki marzi thi. Humne unse zabardasti toh nahi maanga tha. Ab un baaton ko lekar hum par koi zimmedari mat daalo."

Mere paas kehne ke liye kuch nahi bacha.

Nasreen Bhua: "Aur haan, dobara phone mat karna. Humein apni zindagi mein aur koi pareshani nahi chahiye."

Call kat gayi.

Main baarish mein khada reh gaya.

Papa ne jin logon ki madad ko apna farz samjha tha, unke liye wo madad ab sirf ek purani baat thi.

3. Parveen Bhua Ka Jawaab

Maine Parveen bhua ko phone kiya.

Is baar unhone call jaldi utha li.

Parveen Bhua: "Haan, bolo. Kya chahiye?"

Unke sawaal ne hi mujhe bata diya ki wo mere phone karne ka kya matlab nikaal rahi thi.

Main: "Bhua, mujhe aapse koi cheez nahi chahiye. Main bas bahut badi mushkil mein hoon. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki main kahan jaaun."

Parveen Bhua: "Dekho, seedhi baat karti hoon. Tumhare Tau ke paas property ke kaagaz hain. Agar unhone tumhe ghar se nikaala hai, toh unki koi wajah hogi."

Main: "Lekin bhua, bina meri baat sune aap kaise maan sakti hain ki Tau sahi hain? Aapko pata bhi hai ki unhone mere saath kya kiya?"

Parveen Bhua: "Mujhe is sab mein nahi padna. Main apne ghar-parivaar mein shaanti chahti hoon. Tum apna maamla khud dekho."

Main: "Toh aap meri madad bhi nahi karengi?"

Parveen Bhua: "Maine kaha na, mujhe is maamle se door rakho. humara tumse koi khun kaa rishta nhi hai jo tum itna hak jata rhe ho Aur mere ak baat kaan khol kar suno Jay, aage se phone mat karna."

Unhone bhi call kaat diya.

Mere haath mein mobile tha, lekin ab use pakadne ki bhi himmat nahi ho rahi thi.

Main apne hi rishton ke saamne khud ko itna akela kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha.

4. Yasmeen Bhua Ka Aakhri Jawaab

Ab sirf Yasmeen bhua bachi thi.

Wo mere papa ke dost ko chhoti bahan thi aur meri chhoti bhua thi. Bachpan mein jab bhi wo hamare ghar aati thi, main unke saath waqt bitaya karta tha. Mujhe yaad tha ki Papa unke liye bhi kitni baar paise bhejte the.

Maine unhe phone lagaya.

Kaafi der tak ring hoti rahi.

Phir achanak call uth gayi.

Main: "Bhua..."

Yasmeen Bhua: "Haan, bolo."

Main: "Bhua, main bahut pareshani mein hoon. Aaj Tau ne mujhe ghar se nikaal diya. Mere paas paise bhi nahi hain aur—"

Yasmeen Bhua: "Tumhe kya lagta hai, sirf tumhare paas hi pareshani hai? Hamari bhi apni zindagi hai."

Main: "Bhua, main aapse kuch maang nahi raha. Bas chahta hoon ki koi meri baat sun le. Main subah se bhooka hoon, baarish mein bheeg raha hoon aur mere paas jaane ke liye koi jagah nahi hai."

Meri awaaz ab kaanp rahi thi.

Mujhe laga, shayad meri haalat sunkar unka dil pighal jaayega.

Lekin unhone jo kaha, usne mujhe andar tak tod diya.

Yasmeen Bhua: "Dekho, mujhe tumse koi baat nahi karni. Tum apne Tau ke saath apna maamla suljhao. Aur aage se humein phone mat karna."

Main: "Bhua, main aapka bhatija hoon..."

Yasmeen Bhua: "Maine sun liya. tum mere muh bole bhatije ho, Ab dobara call mat karna aur humse door raho."

Call kat gayi.

Main kuch der tak wahi betha raha.

Mere chaaron bhuaon mein se kisi ne bhi meri baat sunne tak ki zaroorat nahi samjhi thi.

Kisi ne nahi poochha ki mujhe kitni chot lagi hai.

Kisi ne nahi poochha ki maine kuch khaya hai ya nahi.

Aur kisi ne ye bhi nahi kaha ki beta, ghabrao mat, hum hain na.

Chaaron ka jawaab ek hi tha—dobara call mat karna aur humse door rehna.

Maine apna mobile neeche kar liya. Meri aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, lekin main unhe ponchhne ki bhi koshish nahi kar raha tha.
.........]]> <![CDATA[DIDI KI JAWANI]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75735.html Wed, 04 Nov 2026 07:07:01 +0300 Redangela]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75735.html
Didi ki jawani]]>
Didi ki jawani]]> <![CDATA[❤️⭐❤️ Happy 8th Anniversary (04th Nov) Xossipy ❤️⭐❤️]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75667.html Wed, 04 Nov 2026 00:17:46 +0300 sarit11]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75667.html Happy 8th Anniversary, Xossipy (04th Nov)

Today marks 8 wonderful years since our Forum launched. We are incredibly grateful to every visitor, member, and supporter who has made Xossipy what it is today. Wishing everyone a very happy occasion on this milestone day. Here’s to many more years of growing together!

]]> Happy 8th Anniversary, Xossipy (04th Nov)

]]> <![CDATA[I Swear I didnt Plan on this!]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75716.html Tue, 03 Nov 2026 09:43:55 +0300 bonggirl1989]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75716.html Let's rewind the clock back to 2020 during Covid Lockdowns.
My husband was in US (2019-24), I was living alone in Bangalore that time. With lockdowns in effect, sex wasn't available. I didn't know many folks in the socity.
A 22 year old neighbour, living with his parents, helped me out during lockdowns in getting goods, groceries and stuffs. We came close.

Once the alcohol shops opened, I asked him if he can bring me some since the queue was huge. He said he will, only if I drink with him. I said Ok.
Well things happened and we started fucking.
It went on for 3 months.

His parents had to go to hometown for a week, he was supposed to stay alone in his place. He said he always wanted to fuck me in his home. So once his were away, I was living with him for 2 days (his flat was 2 floors above).
But 2 days later, his parents suddenly had to return back.
We didn't know that!

It was morning, we were fucking on the living room couch when his parents opened the door with their keys and walked in !!
The Fathr started beating the guy and aunty started shouting on me. Hearing the noise others gathered.
I was naked, it was around 20-22 folks. My dress was inside the bedroom where guy was getting beaten.
There was a lot of comments, remarks, arguments , pushing, shoving, aunty trying to beat me and others grabbing me and saving me from her. Then she wanted to call Cops.
Somehow folks managed to calm her down. It was good 30-40 mins of pure chaos before i got my dress back and I finally managed to get back to my flat !]]> Let's rewind the clock back to 2020 during Covid Lockdowns.
My husband was in US (2019-24), I was living alone in Bangalore that time. With lockdowns in effect, sex wasn't available. I didn't know many folks in the socity.
A 22 year old neighbour, living with his parents, helped me out during lockdowns in getting goods, groceries and stuffs. We came close.

Once the alcohol shops opened, I asked him if he can bring me some since the queue was huge. He said he will, only if I drink with him. I said Ok.
Well things happened and we started fucking.
It went on for 3 months.

His parents had to go to hometown for a week, he was supposed to stay alone in his place. He said he always wanted to fuck me in his home. So once his were away, I was living with him for 2 days (his flat was 2 floors above).
But 2 days later, his parents suddenly had to return back.
We didn't know that!

It was morning, we were fucking on the living room couch when his parents opened the door with their keys and walked in !!
The Fathr started beating the guy and aunty started shouting on me. Hearing the noise others gathered.
I was naked, it was around 20-22 folks. My dress was inside the bedroom where guy was getting beaten.
There was a lot of comments, remarks, arguments , pushing, shoving, aunty trying to beat me and others grabbing me and saving me from her. Then she wanted to call Cops.
Somehow folks managed to calm her down. It was good 30-40 mins of pure chaos before i got my dress back and I finally managed to get back to my flat !]]> <![CDATA[College Jane Wali Biwi Uss Ka Ek BoyFriend (Exclusive)]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75352.html Sun, 01 Nov 2026 16:21:39 +0300 Luna_Fantasies_]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75352.html
Hello all new story starts soon.
Anticiated with no GIF as of global issue "403 error" still we continue to give new story.

Its all about a wife and her college life after marriage.]]>
Hello all new story starts soon.
Anticiated with no GIF as of global issue "403 error" still we continue to give new story.

Its all about a wife and her college life after marriage.]]> <![CDATA[ANHONI - that changes everything]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75608.html Fri, 30 Oct 2026 23:06:35 +0300 Saloni]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75608.html Category - misc. Erotica

Hello everyone I am going to start a new story...
Is story ki Main character ka nam Saloni h ....jo ki ek bahut hi Sidhi shadi ladki h ...jiski Age h ...25 sal ...Aur aab wo apni life ke ek naye mood pe khadi h ...Yani ki shadi ....uske ghar wale uske liye ladka dudh rahe h ...
Kahani ke other important characters
Simran - Saloni ki behan
Shagufa - Saloni ki best friend
Neelima ji - Saloni ki mom
Pramod ji - Saloni ke dad ..

Hone wala sasural

Abhinav - hone wala husband
Vikram - devar
Anita - Sashu maa
Balwant - Sasur ji

Story me agar aur bhi characters aynge to unki intro usi time kar dungi ...]]> Category - misc. Erotica

Hello everyone I am going to start a new story...
Is story ki Main character ka nam Saloni h ....jo ki ek bahut hi Sidhi shadi ladki h ...jiski Age h ...25 sal ...Aur aab wo apni life ke ek naye mood pe khadi h ...Yani ki shadi ....uske ghar wale uske liye ladka dudh rahe h ...
Kahani ke other important characters
Simran - Saloni ki behan
Shagufa - Saloni ki best friend
Neelima ji - Saloni ki mom
Pramod ji - Saloni ke dad ..

Hone wala sasural

Abhinav - hone wala husband
Vikram - devar
Anita - Sashu maa
Balwant - Sasur ji

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Mumbai, Naya Flat, Aur Woh Budha Naukar

Mera naam Vikram Sharma hai.

Aaj jab main yeh sab likh raha hoon, toh lagta hai jaise koi aur hi insaan yeh sab jee chuka ho. Lekin yeh sab main khud living room ke usi sofe pe baitha hua yaad kar raha hoon jahan se sab shuru hua tha. Andheri West ka woh 2BHK flat, jo mainne aur meri biwi Kavya ne do saal pehle milkar liya tha. Us flat ki deewaron ne bahut kuch dekha. Bahut kuch suna. Aur mainne bhi.Sabse pehle main tumhe batata hoon ki hum Mumbai kaise aaye.Main originally Jaipur ka hoon. Kavya bhi. Humari shaadi arrange thi, 2019 mein hui thi. Kavya us waqt 27 ki thi, main 32 ka. Woh bilkul traditional ghar se aayi thi. Uske pitaji retired government officer the, maa pure ghar ki lakshman rekha. Kavya ko chhotepan se yahi sikhaya gaya tha ki ladki ka sabse bada dharm apne pati aur ghar ki izzat hai. Short clothes, loud laughing, strange mardon se zyada baat — yeh sab uske dictionary mein nahi tha. Shaadi ke baad bhi woh waisi hi rahi. Ghar mein max cotton nighty ya simple salwar-kameez. Bahar jaati thi toh full decent. Sex bhi humara soft hi tha. Lights off, jaldi khatam, aur uske baad woh apne taraf muh karke so jati thi. Main kabhi complain nahi karta tha. Mujhe uski sanskar pasand the.Phir 2024 ke start mein meri company ne mujhe Mumbai transfer ka offer diya. Promotion ke saath. Salary almost double. Kavya ne pehle mana kiya. “Itni door? Family se door? Mumbai itna bura shahar hai…” Lekin mainne samjhaya. Paise, future, better life. Aakhir woh maan gayi. Humne Jaipur ka ghar temporary lock kiya aur Mumbai nikal pade.Pehle do hafte ek chhote se service apartment mein rahe. Phir Andheri West mein yeh 2BHK mila. Society kaafi decent thi, security guards the, lift thi. Humne socha yahin settle ho jaate hain. Dono kaam pe jaate the. Main Andheri East ke office, Kavya Bandra ke ek private firm mein accounts handle karti thi. Subah 8 baje nikalte, shaam 7-7:30 tak wapas. Ghar ka kaam sambhalna mushkil ho gaya. Kapde, jhadu-pocha, khana — sab. Isliye naukar rakhne ka socha.Maine local newspaper aur society WhatsApp group mein ad daala:

“2BHK flat ke liye full-time naukar chahiye. Cooking, cleaning, washing. Age 45-65. Salary negotiable.”Kai log aaye. Koi bahut young tha, koi suspicious lag raha tha, koi zyada paise maang raha tha. Phir ek din shaam ko woh aaya.Ramprasad.Pehli nazar mein woh bilkul ordinary laga. Umar 60 ke kareeb. Patla body, lekin kandhe chaure the. Baal pure safed, thode-thode baal kanpati pe bhi. Chehra jhurrion se bhara hua, lekin aankhein… aankhein tez thin. Dark brown, thoda gehra. Usne simple white dhoti pehni thi, upar halka blue kurta, aur haath mein ek purana gamcha. Pair mein plastic chappal. Bolte waqt thoda sa dehati accent tha, lekin Mumbai ke 30 saal bitane ki wajah se thoda mix ho gaya tha.Usne haath jodke kaha, “Saab, mera naam Ramprasad hai. Main Bihar se hoon, lekin 30 saal se Mumbai mein kaam kar raha hoon. Cooking, cleaning, sab aata hai. Ghar ka poora kaam kar lunga. Rehta hoon yahin paas mein, chawl mein. Salary 12,000 + khana. Sunday half day.”Mainne uski taraf dekha. Kavya us waqt kitchen se nikal kar living room mein aa gayi thi. Usne pale pink cotton salwar-kameez pehni hui thi, dupatta properly odha hua. Baal simple bun mein the. Usne Ramprasad ko ek baar upar se neeche tak dekha aur phir meri taraf dekhke aankhein majboori se jhukha li.Mainne poocha, “Koi reference hai?”Usne ek purana phone nikala aur ek number dikhaya. “Pichle saab ka number hai. Unke yahan 4 saal kaam kiya. Woh log Canada shift ho gaye.”Maine us number pe call kiya. Doosri taraf se ek aadmi ne confirm kiya ki Ramprasad theek kaam karta hai, koi chor-mazdoor nahi hai. Mainne Kavya ki taraf dekha. Usne sirf itna kaha, “Jo aapko theek lage.”Uske tone mein koi interest nahi tha. Bilkul flat. Jaise koi formality ho.Mainne Ramprasad se kaha, “Kal subah 7 baje se try karke dekho. Ek hafte ka trial. Agar sab theek raha toh permanent.”Usne haath jodke “Ji saab” kaha aur chala gaya. Jab woh ja raha tha toh maine notice kiya ki uski nazar ek second ke liye Kavya ke upar ruki. Sirf ek second. Lekin us ek second mein uski aankhon mein kuch tha. Main us waqt ignore kar gaya. Socha, budha aadmi hai, kya hi sochta hoga.Agli subah 7 baje sharp woh aa gaya. Key maine pehle hi security ko de di thi. Usne door bell bajayi. Kavya ne khola. Main bedroom mein shirt pehente hue unki baat sun raha tha.Kavya ki awaaz bilkul dry thi.

“Andar aao. Kitchen wahan hai. Aaj ke liye simple nashta — aloo paratha aur curd. Kapde washing machine mein daal dena. Jhadu-pocha bhi kar dena.”Ramprasad ne “Ji memsaab” kaha. Koi extra baat nahi ki. Kavya ne usse aankh bhi nahi milayi. Seedhe bedroom mein aa gayi aur mujhe bolne lagi, “Yeh aadmi thoda ajeeb lag raha hai. Bahut chuppa hai.”Mainne haske kaha, “Sab naukar aise hi hote hain. Kaam kare bas.”Pehle din sab normal raha. Ramprasad ne kaam kiya, nashta banaya, kapde dhoye, aur 6 baje shaam ko nikal gaya. Kavya ne usse sirf zaruri baatein ki thin. “Yeh rakh do”, “Woh saaf kar do”, “Kal ke liye sabzi le aana”. Koi smile nahi, koi extra sawal nahi.Main notice kar raha tha.Kavya jab bhi uske aas-paas hoti thi, toh uska body language bilkul closed rehta tha. Arms cross, aankhein neeche, baat short. Ramprasad bhi zyada nahi bolta tha. Lekin uski aankhein… mainne do-teen baar catch kiya. Jab Kavya kitchen se nikal kar living room aati thi, toh Ramprasad ki nazar uske upar thodi der tik jati thi. Especially uske kamar aur hips pe. Main us waqt sochta tha, shayad main overthink kar raha hoon.Doosre din bhi waisa hi raha. Teesre din thoda sa change hua.Main office se thoda jaldi aa gaya tha. 5:45 pe. Door kholte hi mujhe awaaz aayi. Kavya kitchen mein thi aur Ramprasad uske peeche khada tha, counter saaf kar raha tha. Kavya bol rahi thi, “Kal se thoda jaldi aana. Subah ka time nahi milta.”Ramprasad ne jawab diya, “Ji memsaab. Aap itni jaldi kaam pe nikal jati ho… aapke liye toh body bhi thak jati hogi. Itni patli kamar… sorry, matlab kaam zyada hai.”Kavya ki awaaz thodi tez ho gayi.

“Zyada mat bolo. Kaam karo.”Mainne notice kiya ki Ramprasad ne turant sir jhuka liya aur “Ji memsaab, galti ho gayi” bol diya. Lekin uske chehre pe koi dar nahi tha. Ek chhoti si smile thi jo usne turant chhupa li.Us raat mainne Kavya se poocha, “Woh budha thoda zyada bolne laga hai kya?”Kavya ne makeup hatate hue kaha, “Haan. Aaj ek number ki bakwas kar di. Mainne daant diya. Kal se tighter rakhungi.”Mainne uski baat maan li. Lekin dimag mein woh scene ghoom raha tha. “Itni patli kamar” — yeh line simple nahi thi. Ek 60 saal ka naukar apni memsaab ki kamar ke bare mein baat kare, woh bhi itni jaldi.Chauthe din mainne decide kiya ki main thoda observe karunga. Office mein bola ki mujhe client meeting hai, lekin actually 4 baje nikal gaya aur society ke basements parking mein gadi khadi karke wait karne laga. 5:30 pe main quietly upper floors pe gaya. Hamare flat ka door thoda sa ajar tha (Ramprasad aksar aisa karta tha jab kaam chal raha ho). Main ne peep kiya.Kavya abhi-abhi office se aayi thi. Usne heel utaar rakhi thin aur simple white top aur black formal pants mein thi. Ramprasad uske saamne khoda tha, uske bag ko rakhne mein help kar raha tha. Kavya bilkul straight khadi thi, face tight.Ramprasad bol raha tha, “Memsaab, aap roz itne heels mein kaam pe jati ho… pair toh dukhte hoge. Main dabana jaanta hoon. Purane zamane mein hum log apne ghar ki auraton ke pair dabate the.”Kavya ne turant kaha, “Nahi chahiye. Aap apna kaam karo.”Ramprasad ne phir se sir jhukaya. “Ji memsaab. Maaf karna. Muh se nikal gaya.”Lekin uske baad bhi uski nazar Kavya ke pairon pe thi. Mainne clearly dekha. Kavya ne bhi notice kiya hoga, kyunki usne jaldi se bedroom ki taraf rukh kar liya.Us raat main so nahi paya. Dimag mein baar-baar same sawal aa raha tha — kya yeh aadmi itna simple hai? 60 saal ka naukar itni jaldi personal baatein kaise kar sakta hai? Aur Kavya… usne sirf daanta, report nahi kiya, nikalne nahi kaha.Panchwe din mainne ek aur step uthaya.Kavya ka phone.

Woh aksar bathroom mein phone leke jati thi. Mainne pehle kabhi uska phone check nahi kiya tha. Trust tha. Lekin us din shaam ko jab woh naha rahi thi, mainne uska phone uthaya. Password uska birthday tha — main jaanta tha. WhatsApp khola. Ramprasad ka number save tha “Ramprasad Naukar” ke naam se. Chats bilkul normal thin. “Aaj sabzi le aana”, “Kal chutti hai”, “Gas khatam hone wali hai”. Koi personal baat nahi.Lekin mainne notice kiya ki Ramprasad ne ek message delete kiya tha. WhatsApp mein “This message was deleted” dikh raha tha. Mainne socha, shayad kuch important ho.Us raat mainne decide kiya ki main monitoring software install karunga. Simple sa app, jo deleted messages bhi recover kar sakta hai aur location bhi track karta hai. Mainne Kavya ke phone mein woh app chhupa ke install kar diya jab woh so rahi thi. Password change nahi kiya, bas background mein chalne diya.Chhethe din subah jab main office ja raha tha, toh Kavya kitchen mein Ramprasad ko instruction de rahi thi. Uska tone ab bhi strict tha, lekin mainne notice kiya ki woh pehle jitni door nahi khadi thi. Thoda sa closer.Ramprasad ne us din ek baar phir se “galti” ki.

Woh bol raha tha, “Memsaab, aapki yeh white top… bahut soft dikhti hai. Aapke… matlab fabric accha hai.”Kavya ne turant gusse mein kaha, “Ek number ki sharam nahi hai kya? Kaam pe dhyan do warna nikal dungi!”Ramprasad ne haath jod liye. “Maaf kar do memsaab. Budhape mein muh control nahi hota. Aisi galti nahi hogi.”Kavya ne usse aur kuch nahi kaha. Bas bedroom mein chali gayi. Main us waqt living room mein tha. Maine uska face dekha. Gussa toh tha, lekin us gusse ke peeche ek chhoti si confusion bhi thi. Jaise woh samajh nahi pa rahi ho ki is aadmi ko kaise handle kare.Us raat software ne pehla alert diya.Ramprasad ne raat 11:17 pe message bheja tha:

“Memsaab, din mein jo muh se nikal gaya uske liye dil se sorry. Aap gussa mat kariyega. Main sirf sevak hoon.”Kavya ne 11:42 pe reply kiya:

“Kal se aisi baat nahi honi chahiye. Warna sochna padega.”Simple. Dry. Lekin usne block nahi kiya. Aur na hi mere se is baare mein koi shikayat ki.Main phone dekhte hue sofe pe baitha raha. Mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. Main samajh nahi paa raha tha ki main gussa karun ya… kuch aur. Ek ajeeb sa feeling ho rahi thi. Jaise main kisi unknown territory mein aa gaya hoon.Saatve din mainne jaan-bujhkar late aane ka plan banaya. Office se 8 baje nikla. Ghar 8:40 pe pahuncha. Door kholte hi mujhe kitchen se awaaz aayi. Kavya aur Ramprasad dono wahan the. Kavya abhi-abhi office se aayi thi, usne heels utaar rakhi thin, aur Ramprasad uske bag ko rakh raha tha.Ramprasad bol raha tha, “Aap roz itni thak kar aati ho memsaab. Is umar mein bhi main strong hoon… aapke liye pair daba sakta hoon. Koi galat baat nahi hai.”Kavya ne is baar thoda kam strict tone mein kaha, “Nahi. Chhod do.”Lekin “nikal jao” nahi kaha. Aur na hi “main Vikram se shikayat karungi”.Mainne apne jooton ki awaaz se unhe alert kiya. Dono turant alag ho gaye. Ramprasad ne “Saab aa gaye” kaha aur jaldi se apna gamcha uthaya. Kavya ne mera face dekha aur normal se kaha, “Aaj late ho gaya?”Mainne normal reply diya. Lekin us raat jab hum so rahe the, mainne Kavya ke body ko notice kiya. Woh pehle se thodi alag thi. Itni tight nahi. Jaise uske dimag mein kuch chal raha ho.Main ceiling ki taraf dekhte hue soch raha tha.Yeh budha aadmi…

Yeh manipulative hai.

Pehle gandi baat, phir sorry.

Pehle boundary cross, phir peeche hatna.

Aur meri sanskari biwi… jo pehle din bilkul ice ki tarah thi… dheere-dheere uske against soft padti ja rahi hai.Mainne us raat decide kiya.

Main unhe aur closely observe karunga.

Software se chats padhta rahunga.

Aur jab bhi mauka milega, chhupke dekhunga.Kyunki main jaanna chahta tha…

Yeh sab kahan tak jayega.Aur main, Vikram Sharma, us waqt yeh nahi jaanta tha ki main khud is khel ka hissa banne wala hoon.

Ek aisa hissa jo baad mein khud ko pehchan nahi payega.]]>
Mumbai, Naya Flat, Aur Woh Budha Naukar

Mera naam Vikram Sharma hai.

Aaj jab main yeh sab likh raha hoon, toh lagta hai jaise koi aur hi insaan yeh sab jee chuka ho. Lekin yeh sab main khud living room ke usi sofe pe baitha hua yaad kar raha hoon jahan se sab shuru hua tha. Andheri West ka woh 2BHK flat, jo mainne aur meri biwi Kavya ne do saal pehle milkar liya tha. Us flat ki deewaron ne bahut kuch dekha. Bahut kuch suna. Aur mainne bhi.Sabse pehle main tumhe batata hoon ki hum Mumbai kaise aaye.Main originally Jaipur ka hoon. Kavya bhi. Humari shaadi arrange thi, 2019 mein hui thi. Kavya us waqt 27 ki thi, main 32 ka. Woh bilkul traditional ghar se aayi thi. Uske pitaji retired government officer the, maa pure ghar ki lakshman rekha. Kavya ko chhotepan se yahi sikhaya gaya tha ki ladki ka sabse bada dharm apne pati aur ghar ki izzat hai. Short clothes, loud laughing, strange mardon se zyada baat — yeh sab uske dictionary mein nahi tha. Shaadi ke baad bhi woh waisi hi rahi. Ghar mein max cotton nighty ya simple salwar-kameez. Bahar jaati thi toh full decent. Sex bhi humara soft hi tha. Lights off, jaldi khatam, aur uske baad woh apne taraf muh karke so jati thi. Main kabhi complain nahi karta tha. Mujhe uski sanskar pasand the.Phir 2024 ke start mein meri company ne mujhe Mumbai transfer ka offer diya. Promotion ke saath. Salary almost double. Kavya ne pehle mana kiya. “Itni door? Family se door? Mumbai itna bura shahar hai…” Lekin mainne samjhaya. Paise, future, better life. Aakhir woh maan gayi. Humne Jaipur ka ghar temporary lock kiya aur Mumbai nikal pade.Pehle do hafte ek chhote se service apartment mein rahe. Phir Andheri West mein yeh 2BHK mila. Society kaafi decent thi, security guards the, lift thi. Humne socha yahin settle ho jaate hain. Dono kaam pe jaate the. Main Andheri East ke office, Kavya Bandra ke ek private firm mein accounts handle karti thi. Subah 8 baje nikalte, shaam 7-7:30 tak wapas. Ghar ka kaam sambhalna mushkil ho gaya. Kapde, jhadu-pocha, khana — sab. Isliye naukar rakhne ka socha.Maine local newspaper aur society WhatsApp group mein ad daala:

“2BHK flat ke liye full-time naukar chahiye. Cooking, cleaning, washing. Age 45-65. Salary negotiable.”Kai log aaye. Koi bahut young tha, koi suspicious lag raha tha, koi zyada paise maang raha tha. Phir ek din shaam ko woh aaya.Ramprasad.Pehli nazar mein woh bilkul ordinary laga. Umar 60 ke kareeb. Patla body, lekin kandhe chaure the. Baal pure safed, thode-thode baal kanpati pe bhi. Chehra jhurrion se bhara hua, lekin aankhein… aankhein tez thin. Dark brown, thoda gehra. Usne simple white dhoti pehni thi, upar halka blue kurta, aur haath mein ek purana gamcha. Pair mein plastic chappal. Bolte waqt thoda sa dehati accent tha, lekin Mumbai ke 30 saal bitane ki wajah se thoda mix ho gaya tha.Usne haath jodke kaha, “Saab, mera naam Ramprasad hai. Main Bihar se hoon, lekin 30 saal se Mumbai mein kaam kar raha hoon. Cooking, cleaning, sab aata hai. Ghar ka poora kaam kar lunga. Rehta hoon yahin paas mein, chawl mein. Salary 12,000 + khana. Sunday half day.”Mainne uski taraf dekha. Kavya us waqt kitchen se nikal kar living room mein aa gayi thi. Usne pale pink cotton salwar-kameez pehni hui thi, dupatta properly odha hua. Baal simple bun mein the. Usne Ramprasad ko ek baar upar se neeche tak dekha aur phir meri taraf dekhke aankhein majboori se jhukha li.Mainne poocha, “Koi reference hai?”Usne ek purana phone nikala aur ek number dikhaya. “Pichle saab ka number hai. Unke yahan 4 saal kaam kiya. Woh log Canada shift ho gaye.”Maine us number pe call kiya. Doosri taraf se ek aadmi ne confirm kiya ki Ramprasad theek kaam karta hai, koi chor-mazdoor nahi hai. Mainne Kavya ki taraf dekha. Usne sirf itna kaha, “Jo aapko theek lage.”Uske tone mein koi interest nahi tha. Bilkul flat. Jaise koi formality ho.Mainne Ramprasad se kaha, “Kal subah 7 baje se try karke dekho. Ek hafte ka trial. Agar sab theek raha toh permanent.”Usne haath jodke “Ji saab” kaha aur chala gaya. Jab woh ja raha tha toh maine notice kiya ki uski nazar ek second ke liye Kavya ke upar ruki. Sirf ek second. Lekin us ek second mein uski aankhon mein kuch tha. Main us waqt ignore kar gaya. Socha, budha aadmi hai, kya hi sochta hoga.Agli subah 7 baje sharp woh aa gaya. Key maine pehle hi security ko de di thi. Usne door bell bajayi. Kavya ne khola. Main bedroom mein shirt pehente hue unki baat sun raha tha.Kavya ki awaaz bilkul dry thi.

“Andar aao. Kitchen wahan hai. Aaj ke liye simple nashta — aloo paratha aur curd. Kapde washing machine mein daal dena. Jhadu-pocha bhi kar dena.”Ramprasad ne “Ji memsaab” kaha. Koi extra baat nahi ki. Kavya ne usse aankh bhi nahi milayi. Seedhe bedroom mein aa gayi aur mujhe bolne lagi, “Yeh aadmi thoda ajeeb lag raha hai. Bahut chuppa hai.”Mainne haske kaha, “Sab naukar aise hi hote hain. Kaam kare bas.”Pehle din sab normal raha. Ramprasad ne kaam kiya, nashta banaya, kapde dhoye, aur 6 baje shaam ko nikal gaya. Kavya ne usse sirf zaruri baatein ki thin. “Yeh rakh do”, “Woh saaf kar do”, “Kal ke liye sabzi le aana”. Koi smile nahi, koi extra sawal nahi.Main notice kar raha tha.Kavya jab bhi uske aas-paas hoti thi, toh uska body language bilkul closed rehta tha. Arms cross, aankhein neeche, baat short. Ramprasad bhi zyada nahi bolta tha. Lekin uski aankhein… mainne do-teen baar catch kiya. Jab Kavya kitchen se nikal kar living room aati thi, toh Ramprasad ki nazar uske upar thodi der tik jati thi. Especially uske kamar aur hips pe. Main us waqt sochta tha, shayad main overthink kar raha hoon.Doosre din bhi waisa hi raha. Teesre din thoda sa change hua.Main office se thoda jaldi aa gaya tha. 5:45 pe. Door kholte hi mujhe awaaz aayi. Kavya kitchen mein thi aur Ramprasad uske peeche khada tha, counter saaf kar raha tha. Kavya bol rahi thi, “Kal se thoda jaldi aana. Subah ka time nahi milta.”Ramprasad ne jawab diya, “Ji memsaab. Aap itni jaldi kaam pe nikal jati ho… aapke liye toh body bhi thak jati hogi. Itni patli kamar… sorry, matlab kaam zyada hai.”Kavya ki awaaz thodi tez ho gayi.

“Zyada mat bolo. Kaam karo.”Mainne notice kiya ki Ramprasad ne turant sir jhuka liya aur “Ji memsaab, galti ho gayi” bol diya. Lekin uske chehre pe koi dar nahi tha. Ek chhoti si smile thi jo usne turant chhupa li.Us raat mainne Kavya se poocha, “Woh budha thoda zyada bolne laga hai kya?”Kavya ne makeup hatate hue kaha, “Haan. Aaj ek number ki bakwas kar di. Mainne daant diya. Kal se tighter rakhungi.”Mainne uski baat maan li. Lekin dimag mein woh scene ghoom raha tha. “Itni patli kamar” — yeh line simple nahi thi. Ek 60 saal ka naukar apni memsaab ki kamar ke bare mein baat kare, woh bhi itni jaldi.Chauthe din mainne decide kiya ki main thoda observe karunga. Office mein bola ki mujhe client meeting hai, lekin actually 4 baje nikal gaya aur society ke basements parking mein gadi khadi karke wait karne laga. 5:30 pe main quietly upper floors pe gaya. Hamare flat ka door thoda sa ajar tha (Ramprasad aksar aisa karta tha jab kaam chal raha ho). Main ne peep kiya.Kavya abhi-abhi office se aayi thi. Usne heel utaar rakhi thin aur simple white top aur black formal pants mein thi. Ramprasad uske saamne khoda tha, uske bag ko rakhne mein help kar raha tha. Kavya bilkul straight khadi thi, face tight.Ramprasad bol raha tha, “Memsaab, aap roz itne heels mein kaam pe jati ho… pair toh dukhte hoge. Main dabana jaanta hoon. Purane zamane mein hum log apne ghar ki auraton ke pair dabate the.”Kavya ne turant kaha, “Nahi chahiye. Aap apna kaam karo.”Ramprasad ne phir se sir jhukaya. “Ji memsaab. Maaf karna. Muh se nikal gaya.”Lekin uske baad bhi uski nazar Kavya ke pairon pe thi. Mainne clearly dekha. Kavya ne bhi notice kiya hoga, kyunki usne jaldi se bedroom ki taraf rukh kar liya.Us raat main so nahi paya. Dimag mein baar-baar same sawal aa raha tha — kya yeh aadmi itna simple hai? 60 saal ka naukar itni jaldi personal baatein kaise kar sakta hai? Aur Kavya… usne sirf daanta, report nahi kiya, nikalne nahi kaha.Panchwe din mainne ek aur step uthaya.Kavya ka phone.

Woh aksar bathroom mein phone leke jati thi. Mainne pehle kabhi uska phone check nahi kiya tha. Trust tha. Lekin us din shaam ko jab woh naha rahi thi, mainne uska phone uthaya. Password uska birthday tha — main jaanta tha. WhatsApp khola. Ramprasad ka number save tha “Ramprasad Naukar” ke naam se. Chats bilkul normal thin. “Aaj sabzi le aana”, “Kal chutti hai”, “Gas khatam hone wali hai”. Koi personal baat nahi.Lekin mainne notice kiya ki Ramprasad ne ek message delete kiya tha. WhatsApp mein “This message was deleted” dikh raha tha. Mainne socha, shayad kuch important ho.Us raat mainne decide kiya ki main monitoring software install karunga. Simple sa app, jo deleted messages bhi recover kar sakta hai aur location bhi track karta hai. Mainne Kavya ke phone mein woh app chhupa ke install kar diya jab woh so rahi thi. Password change nahi kiya, bas background mein chalne diya.Chhethe din subah jab main office ja raha tha, toh Kavya kitchen mein Ramprasad ko instruction de rahi thi. Uska tone ab bhi strict tha, lekin mainne notice kiya ki woh pehle jitni door nahi khadi thi. Thoda sa closer.Ramprasad ne us din ek baar phir se “galti” ki.

Woh bol raha tha, “Memsaab, aapki yeh white top… bahut soft dikhti hai. Aapke… matlab fabric accha hai.”Kavya ne turant gusse mein kaha, “Ek number ki sharam nahi hai kya? Kaam pe dhyan do warna nikal dungi!”Ramprasad ne haath jod liye. “Maaf kar do memsaab. Budhape mein muh control nahi hota. Aisi galti nahi hogi.”Kavya ne usse aur kuch nahi kaha. Bas bedroom mein chali gayi. Main us waqt living room mein tha. Maine uska face dekha. Gussa toh tha, lekin us gusse ke peeche ek chhoti si confusion bhi thi. Jaise woh samajh nahi pa rahi ho ki is aadmi ko kaise handle kare.Us raat software ne pehla alert diya.Ramprasad ne raat 11:17 pe message bheja tha:

“Memsaab, din mein jo muh se nikal gaya uske liye dil se sorry. Aap gussa mat kariyega. Main sirf sevak hoon.”Kavya ne 11:42 pe reply kiya:

“Kal se aisi baat nahi honi chahiye. Warna sochna padega.”Simple. Dry. Lekin usne block nahi kiya. Aur na hi mere se is baare mein koi shikayat ki.Main phone dekhte hue sofe pe baitha raha. Mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. Main samajh nahi paa raha tha ki main gussa karun ya… kuch aur. Ek ajeeb sa feeling ho rahi thi. Jaise main kisi unknown territory mein aa gaya hoon.Saatve din mainne jaan-bujhkar late aane ka plan banaya. Office se 8 baje nikla. Ghar 8:40 pe pahuncha. Door kholte hi mujhe kitchen se awaaz aayi. Kavya aur Ramprasad dono wahan the. Kavya abhi-abhi office se aayi thi, usne heels utaar rakhi thin, aur Ramprasad uske bag ko rakh raha tha.Ramprasad bol raha tha, “Aap roz itni thak kar aati ho memsaab. Is umar mein bhi main strong hoon… aapke liye pair daba sakta hoon. Koi galat baat nahi hai.”Kavya ne is baar thoda kam strict tone mein kaha, “Nahi. Chhod do.”Lekin “nikal jao” nahi kaha. Aur na hi “main Vikram se shikayat karungi”.Mainne apne jooton ki awaaz se unhe alert kiya. Dono turant alag ho gaye. Ramprasad ne “Saab aa gaye” kaha aur jaldi se apna gamcha uthaya. Kavya ne mera face dekha aur normal se kaha, “Aaj late ho gaya?”Mainne normal reply diya. Lekin us raat jab hum so rahe the, mainne Kavya ke body ko notice kiya. Woh pehle se thodi alag thi. Itni tight nahi. Jaise uske dimag mein kuch chal raha ho.Main ceiling ki taraf dekhte hue soch raha tha.Yeh budha aadmi…

Yeh manipulative hai.

Pehle gandi baat, phir sorry.

Pehle boundary cross, phir peeche hatna.

Aur meri sanskari biwi… jo pehle din bilkul ice ki tarah thi… dheere-dheere uske against soft padti ja rahi hai.Mainne us raat decide kiya.

Main unhe aur closely observe karunga.

Software se chats padhta rahunga.

Aur jab bhi mauka milega, chhupke dekhunga.Kyunki main jaanna chahta tha…

Yeh sab kahan tak jayega.Aur main, Vikram Sharma, us waqt yeh nahi jaanta tha ki main khud is khel ka hissa banne wala hoon.

Ek aisa hissa jo baad mein khud ko pehchan nahi payega.]]> <![CDATA[Pratha Ke Ghere Mein]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75658.html Mon, 19 Oct 2026 04:55:06 +0300 Celebrorn]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75658.html Chapter 1

Maine hamesha socha tha ki shaadi ke baad meri poori duniya bas mere pati ke aas pas hi ghumegi, aur hum ek doosre mein apna pyaar paa lenge. Baaki couples ki tarah, chhoti chhoti baaton par hamare thode jhagde honge, par hum hamesha khushi khushi ek doosre ka saath nibhayenge. Main kabhi sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakti thi ki mere saath kuch aisa bhi ho sakta tha.

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Maine hamesha socha tha ki shaadi ke baad meri poori duniya bas mere pati ke aas pas hi ghumegi, aur hum ek doosre mein apna pyaar paa lenge. Baaki couples ki tarah, chhoti chhoti baaton par hamare thode jhagde honge, par hum hamesha khushi khushi ek doosre ka saath nibhayenge. Main kabhi sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakti thi ki mere saath kuch aisa bhi ho sakta tha.

]]> <![CDATA[मम्मी का शोहर]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75685.html Mon, 19 Oct 2026 04:26:16 +0300 Sofiyalufi]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75685.html हाय मेरा टाइटल कैसा है...

मैं ये कहानी लिखू।।.?????

आप चाहते हैं कि मैं ये सुंदर कहानी लिखूं,

तो कृपया मुझे सुझाव दें???

चित्रण कैसा है.....

अपनी टिप्पणी पोस्ट करें

]]> हाय मेरा टाइटल कैसा है...

मैं ये कहानी लिखू।।.?????

आप चाहते हैं कि मैं ये सुंदर कहानी लिखूं,

तो कृपया मुझे सुझाव दें???

चित्रण कैसा है.....

अपनी टिप्पणी पोस्ट करें

]]> <![CDATA[Mere ghar me mera hi kam huaq]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75673.html Sat, 17 Oct 2026 22:47:26 +0300 Supriyasingh]]> https://xossipy.com/thread-75673.html Hii mai supriya phir hazir hu aapni agali kahani leke
Ye mera dusra part hai agar aapne nhi padha to mera pehla part jarur padhe
Ab mai dar ke mare ghar se bahar nhi nikal rhi thi ek hafta bit gya ab mujhe laga wo log sayad ab kuchh nhi karege to mai bhi bina fikar ki ho gyi
Sham ko mai chhat pe chadhi papa bhi the chhat pe bagal ke ghar me kuchh log kam kar rhe the naya ghar bana rha tha to
Maine dekha jo dusre wale uncle the us din wo bhi hai wo papa ke paas aaye aur phone me kuchh dikhane lage hum dono ka chhat paas paas tha .
Mai dar gyi kahi papa ko sab bata to nhi diya itne me papa ne aawaj lagai idhar aao supriya meri to fat gyi ki izzat bhi jayegi aur mar bhi paregi .
Mai paas gyi to papa ne bola beta in uncle ka ek number nikal do thora ye kam padhe likhe hai aur mera chasma niche hai to mujhe kuchh dikh nhi rha .
Tab mere jaan me jaan aai papa ne mujhe phone deke chale gye maine puchha kiska number nikala hai kis naam se save hai to uncle bole save hai nhi karna hai Supriya rakhail se kar aur aapna number de varna kal tere baap ko sara baat bata duga maine bola uncle please mai ab nhi karna chahti ye sab to wo bole mujhe to karna hai lekin mai vaha se bhag gyi aur number nhi diya .
Fir ek din papa ne un uncle ko mere ghar laye humare ghar ki fars Tut gya tha to dikhane banane ke liye mai so rhi thi aawaj suni to dekha vahi uncle hai aur papa unko kam bata rhe hai mai us time chhote nikkar wale ganji me so rhi thi mere ko bahar dekh uncle khus ho gye bole ho jayega sahab jab aap bolo .
Kal kara lo aap to papa bole nhi kal to hum ghar pe nhi rahege karwa choth hai parso inko shopping karni hai to uncle bole koi baat nhi aap jaiye bitiya to ghar pe hi rahegi na hum aapka kam kar dege papa ne ha bol diya mai kuchh bolti tab tak usne phone bahar nikal ke dara diya mai kuchh nhi boli .
Kal subah wo panch log ke sath aaya usme wo lulla bhi tha ek bona tha chota se do budhe the 60 ke aas pas .
Papa bole kaise kaise aadmi laye ho mera kam aaj hi khatm hona chahiye to bola ho jayega aap tension na lo jao shopping karo papa kuchh nhi bole sab log aapne aapne kam pe lag gye ek ghante baad papa bole aata shoping karke aap log karo kam kuchh chahiye to supriya se mang lena sab thik thik bol ke chale gye mai andar sone ka natak kar ke leti thi papa jaise hi gye unlogo ne ghar ka darwaja andar se band kar diye aur mere room ki taraf aane lage sina jor se dhadkane laga lulla mere bed ke paas aaya bola darling ab utho tumahra chudne ke time ho gya mai kuchh nhi boli to wo chadar hataya aur mera face aapne face ke pass lake bola pata hai pure hafte maine randi chodi bahut saree lekin tum me jo baat tha wo kahi nhi mila aaj fir se aa jao
Aur bed se utha ke bahar le aaye sabse milwaya
Sabne bola kam to hota rahega iska kam pehle hoga
Sabne bola aaj supriya tum bhul jao ki tum.kon ho aaj randi ban ke humari seva kro
Maine aapna tshirt utra bra nhi tha jo budhe the sabse wo bole aaj to khud chudne ke mood me hai aur sab has pare
Fir pant nikal diya maine sab ko dekha jo sabse budhe the unke god me baith gyi aur unka shirt nikal diya unke safed Baal dikh rhe the wo kisi bachhe ki tarah mere boobs pine lage
Mai dusre budhe ko isra kiya wo bhi aa gye maine kiss karte karte unke bhi kapre nikal diye ab wo dono maze le rhe the baki teen log kam kar rhe the wo bhi jaruri tha na .
Un done ne ek aage ek pichhe se chodna suru kiya aur 15 minut tak kiya aur pani nikal gya unka phir me hati aur frezz se pani nikal lai unko diya aur unka jutha pani piya
Ab us din wale dono log aaye wo maze lene lage jo bona tha maine bola unko kyu chhod diya to bola wo ye sab nhi karta maine bola kyu na mard hai kya to lulle ne bola majak bhari pad jayega phir mat bolana ki bataya nhi tha kya bhari parega to bola wo baad me uska mettar hai hume khush kar aur wo apna lund andar bahar karne lage mere muh me mai bhi ab aadi ho gyi thi to mai maze dene lagi
Tabhi lulle ne kati hui hath se mere chehre ko sehlane laga mujhe ajeeb sa lag rha tha phir dono ne hawa me utha ke god me batha liya aur dono taraf se chudai hone lagi mai bhi chilla chilla kar lund andar lene lagi
Uske baad wo bhi jhad gye mai bhi bahut chak gyi mai niche let gyi baki log idhar udhar khade the
Bona aapna kam khatm kar chuka tha aur ganda bhi ho chuka tha wo aur mai bhi tab bone se puchha sabne tera kya plan hai tab wo bola ye manegi nhi ye bachi hai abhi nhi hoga is se
To sabne bola nhi rehne de iske sath nhi
Mujhe pata nhi tha kya baat ho rha tha maine bola kya baat hai batao to fir bona bola mujhe khus karna teri bs ki baat nhi to maine bola aisa kya hai
To sabne bola dekh tujhe karna hai to kar nhi to iska baap aa jayega
Fir bona mujhe balo se pakara aur bathroom me le gya aur darwaja band kar diya mujhe gussa aa gya itni jor se kon baal khichta hai tab tak bona aapne jhole me se kali chhari jaisi chiz nikali aur marna suru kar diya mai dard se chilane lagi fir bathroom ka darwaja khol ke bahar bhagi sab kahte the koi madat nhi kar rha tha aur bona mare ja rha tha mai chilla rhi thi mai dar ke mare chhat ki tarf bhagi lekin bina kapro ke chhat pe bhi nhi ja sakti thi wo upar aake vaha bhi Marne mujhe samjh nhi aa rha tha ki kya ho rha hai mai jor jor se roti rahi
Fir sab aaye bole bahut hua bs kar mar jayegi fir lulla bola iski shadi hui thi tab iski bibi roj isko marti thi bandh ke iska lund bhi garm sariya se jala di tab se kisi bhi randi ke paas jata hai to aapna gussa aise hi nikalta hai fir hum sab bathroom me gye sab nange nahaye aur fir kapre pehne mere sarir pe lal dag ho gya tha uske marne ka to maine pure kapre pehne taki papa mummy ko na dikhe
Fir sabne mera numbar liya aur group banya usme gandi gandi baat karne ke liye
Tab tak papa mummy aa gye unhone kam dekha thik tha unke paise diye papa ne bola chai pilo to jao phir mummy ne chai banai mai dene gyi to bona bola tumhari dudh ka hai kya meri hasi nikal gyi papa ne nhi suna fir budhe uncle bole mummy bhi tumhari mst hai maine aakhe dekhate hue data bola nhi mai hu aapke liye aur wo.log chale gye
To kaisi lagi story jarur bataye byy]]> Hii mai supriya phir hazir hu aapni agali kahani leke
Ye mera dusra part hai agar aapne nhi padha to mera pehla part jarur padhe
Ab mai dar ke mare ghar se bahar nhi nikal rhi thi ek hafta bit gya ab mujhe laga wo log sayad ab kuchh nhi karege to mai bhi bina fikar ki ho gyi
Sham ko mai chhat pe chadhi papa bhi the chhat pe bagal ke ghar me kuchh log kam kar rhe the naya ghar bana rha tha to
Maine dekha jo dusre wale uncle the us din wo bhi hai wo papa ke paas aaye aur phone me kuchh dikhane lage hum dono ka chhat paas paas tha .
Mai dar gyi kahi papa ko sab bata to nhi diya itne me papa ne aawaj lagai idhar aao supriya meri to fat gyi ki izzat bhi jayegi aur mar bhi paregi .
Mai paas gyi to papa ne bola beta in uncle ka ek number nikal do thora ye kam padhe likhe hai aur mera chasma niche hai to mujhe kuchh dikh nhi rha .
Tab mere jaan me jaan aai papa ne mujhe phone deke chale gye maine puchha kiska number nikala hai kis naam se save hai to uncle bole save hai nhi karna hai Supriya rakhail se kar aur aapna number de varna kal tere baap ko sara baat bata duga maine bola uncle please mai ab nhi karna chahti ye sab to wo bole mujhe to karna hai lekin mai vaha se bhag gyi aur number nhi diya .
Fir ek din papa ne un uncle ko mere ghar laye humare ghar ki fars Tut gya tha to dikhane banane ke liye mai so rhi thi aawaj suni to dekha vahi uncle hai aur papa unko kam bata rhe hai mai us time chhote nikkar wale ganji me so rhi thi mere ko bahar dekh uncle khus ho gye bole ho jayega sahab jab aap bolo .
Kal kara lo aap to papa bole nhi kal to hum ghar pe nhi rahege karwa choth hai parso inko shopping karni hai to uncle bole koi baat nhi aap jaiye bitiya to ghar pe hi rahegi na hum aapka kam kar dege papa ne ha bol diya mai kuchh bolti tab tak usne phone bahar nikal ke dara diya mai kuchh nhi boli .
Kal subah wo panch log ke sath aaya usme wo lulla bhi tha ek bona tha chota se do budhe the 60 ke aas pas .
Papa bole kaise kaise aadmi laye ho mera kam aaj hi khatm hona chahiye to bola ho jayega aap tension na lo jao shopping karo papa kuchh nhi bole sab log aapne aapne kam pe lag gye ek ghante baad papa bole aata shoping karke aap log karo kam kuchh chahiye to supriya se mang lena sab thik thik bol ke chale gye mai andar sone ka natak kar ke leti thi papa jaise hi gye unlogo ne ghar ka darwaja andar se band kar diye aur mere room ki taraf aane lage sina jor se dhadkane laga lulla mere bed ke paas aaya bola darling ab utho tumahra chudne ke time ho gya mai kuchh nhi boli to wo chadar hataya aur mera face aapne face ke pass lake bola pata hai pure hafte maine randi chodi bahut saree lekin tum me jo baat tha wo kahi nhi mila aaj fir se aa jao
Aur bed se utha ke bahar le aaye sabse milwaya
Sabne bola kam to hota rahega iska kam pehle hoga
Sabne bola aaj supriya tum bhul jao ki tum.kon ho aaj randi ban ke humari seva kro
Maine aapna tshirt utra bra nhi tha jo budhe the sabse wo bole aaj to khud chudne ke mood me hai aur sab has pare
Fir pant nikal diya maine sab ko dekha jo sabse budhe the unke god me baith gyi aur unka shirt nikal diya unke safed Baal dikh rhe the wo kisi bachhe ki tarah mere boobs pine lage
Mai dusre budhe ko isra kiya wo bhi aa gye maine kiss karte karte unke bhi kapre nikal diye ab wo dono maze le rhe the baki teen log kam kar rhe the wo bhi jaruri tha na .
Un done ne ek aage ek pichhe se chodna suru kiya aur 15 minut tak kiya aur pani nikal gya unka phir me hati aur frezz se pani nikal lai unko diya aur unka jutha pani piya
Ab us din wale dono log aaye wo maze lene lage jo bona tha maine bola unko kyu chhod diya to bola wo ye sab nhi karta maine bola kyu na mard hai kya to lulle ne bola majak bhari pad jayega phir mat bolana ki bataya nhi tha kya bhari parega to bola wo baad me uska mettar hai hume khush kar aur wo apna lund andar bahar karne lage mere muh me mai bhi ab aadi ho gyi thi to mai maze dene lagi
Tabhi lulle ne kati hui hath se mere chehre ko sehlane laga mujhe ajeeb sa lag rha tha phir dono ne hawa me utha ke god me batha liya aur dono taraf se chudai hone lagi mai bhi chilla chilla kar lund andar lene lagi
Uske baad wo bhi jhad gye mai bhi bahut chak gyi mai niche let gyi baki log idhar udhar khade the
Bona aapna kam khatm kar chuka tha aur ganda bhi ho chuka tha wo aur mai bhi tab bone se puchha sabne tera kya plan hai tab wo bola ye manegi nhi ye bachi hai abhi nhi hoga is se
To sabne bola nhi rehne de iske sath nhi
Mujhe pata nhi tha kya baat ho rha tha maine bola kya baat hai batao to fir bona bola mujhe khus karna teri bs ki baat nhi to maine bola aisa kya hai
To sabne bola dekh tujhe karna hai to kar nhi to iska baap aa jayega
Fir bona mujhe balo se pakara aur bathroom me le gya aur darwaja band kar diya mujhe gussa aa gya itni jor se kon baal khichta hai tab tak bona aapne jhole me se kali chhari jaisi chiz nikali aur marna suru kar diya mai dard se chilane lagi fir bathroom ka darwaja khol ke bahar bhagi sab kahte the koi madat nhi kar rha tha aur bona mare ja rha tha mai chilla rhi thi mai dar ke mare chhat ki tarf bhagi lekin bina kapro ke chhat pe bhi nhi ja sakti thi wo upar aake vaha bhi Marne mujhe samjh nhi aa rha tha ki kya ho rha hai mai jor jor se roti rahi
Fir sab aaye bole bahut hua bs kar mar jayegi fir lulla bola iski shadi hui thi tab iski bibi roj isko marti thi bandh ke iska lund bhi garm sariya se jala di tab se kisi bhi randi ke paas jata hai to aapna gussa aise hi nikalta hai fir hum sab bathroom me gye sab nange nahaye aur fir kapre pehne mere sarir pe lal dag ho gya tha uske marne ka to maine pure kapre pehne taki papa mummy ko na dikhe
Fir sabne mera numbar liya aur group banya usme gandi gandi baat karne ke liye
Tab tak papa mummy aa gye unhone kam dekha thik tha unke paise diye papa ne bola chai pilo to jao phir mummy ne chai banai mai dene gyi to bona bola tumhari dudh ka hai kya meri hasi nikal gyi papa ne nhi suna fir budhe uncle bole mummy bhi tumhari mst hai maine aakhe dekhate hue data bola nhi mai hu aapke liye aur wo.log chale gye
To kaisi lagi story jarur bataye byy]]>