[Babab96]

Innocent Guy to Big Bull

Chapter 1: Naya Kamra, Nayi Zindagi

Jay ek 19 saal ka seedha-saadha aur masoom ladka tha. Woh pichhle 6 mahine se shehar mein security guard ki naukri kar raha tha. Uski zindagi kaafi simple thi—subah duty par jaana, poore din apni zimmedari nibhana, aur raat ko thak-haarkar apne kamre par laut aana.

Jay ki salary zyada nahi thi, lekin uske sapne bade the. Woh apni mehnat se zindagi mein kuch banna chahta tha.

Kuch din pehle hi Jay ne ek naya kiraye ka kamra liya tha. Makaan ek '. miyaan-biwi ka tha, jo us ghar mein sirf dono hi rehte the.

Ghar ka size lagbhag 12×50 feet tha. Doosri manzil par unhone ek chhota sa single room banaya hua tha, jiske saath ek kitchen bhi tha. Bathroom kamre ke andar nahi, balki bahar tha.

Jay ke liye yeh kamra bilkul naya tha. Usne apni haisiyat ke hisaab se zaroori samaan jama karna shuru kiya. Lekin uski landlady ne uski kaafi madad ki. Usne Jay ke liye ghar ki zaroorat ka saara samaan aur kirane ka sauda tak arrange karwa diya.

Kamre mein bistar, bedsheet, balti, mug, khana banane ke bartan aur doosri zaroori cheezein aa gayi thi. Kitchen mein aata, chawal, daal, tel, namak, masale aur kuch doosre kirana products bhi rakhe hue the.

Jay ko ab baar-baar bazaar jaane ki zaroorat nahi padti thi.

Woh dil se khush tha.

Uske liye yeh chhota sa kamra sirf kiraye ki jagah nahi, balki uska apna ghar tha—jahaan woh apni marzi se reh sakta tha aur apni zindagi ko dheere-dheere behtar bana sakta tha.

Das din baad…

Kamre mein shift hue lagbhag das din beet chuke the.

Jay ka routine ab set ho gaya tha. Subah uthkar woh nahaata, nashta karta aur apni security guard ki uniform pehenkar duty par nikal jaata. Duty se lautne ke baad kabhi khud khana banata, kabhi aaram karta aur phir agle din ki taiyaari mein lag jaata.

Makaan maalkin aur uske shohar se bhi ab uski thodi jaan-pehchaan ho gayi thi.

Jay abhi bhi wahi masoom aur shaant ladka tha. Woh sabse tameez se baat karta, kisi se zyada sawaal nahi poochhta aur apne kaam se kaam rakhta tha.

Usse lagta tha ki ab uski zindagi sahi raaste par chal padi hai.

Lekin Jay ko kya pata tha ki uski is chhoti si duniya mein aage chal kar aise mod aane wale hain, jo uski soch, uske vyavhaar aur uski personality ko badal sakte hain.

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[sarit11]

My dear writer

Don't mention underage

[Babab96]

 Innocent Guy to Big Bull

Chapter 2: Duty Ka Deewana

Jay 19 saal ka ek seedha-saadha ladka tha, lekin apni duty ke maamle mein woh kisi se kam nahi tha. Uske liye security guard ki naukri sirf salary paane ka zariya nahi, balki ek zimmedari thi jise woh poori imaandari se nibhaana chahta tha.

Woh duty par hamesha samay se pahunchta, apni uniform saaf rakhta aur har aane-jaane wale par dhyaan deta. Duty ke dauraan woh na toh faltu baaton mein samay barbaad karta aur na hi apni jagah chhodkar idhar-udhar ghoomta.

Kabhi koi visitor aata, toh Jay tameez se usse baat karta. Kisi ko entry dene se pehle zaroori jaankari check karta aur kisi bhi gadbad ki aashanka hone par turant apne senior ko inform karta.

Uski sabse khaas baat thi ki woh bina kisi shikayat ke apna kaam karta rehta tha.

 Lady Supervisor Ki Nazar Mein

Jay ke workplace par ek lady supervisor bhi thi, jo security staff ke kaam aur discipline ko monitor karti thi. Shuru mein usne Jay ko baaki guards ki tarah hi ek naya employee samjha tha.

Lekin kuch hi samay mein usne Jay ke kaam karne ka tareeka notice karna shuru kar diya.

Ek din subah woh inspection ke liye aayi. Usne dekha ki Jay apni post par poori tarah alert tha. Usne register ki entries bhi theek se maintain ki thi aur visitors ke verification mein bhi koi laaparwahi nahi ki thi.

Supervisor ne usse poochha, “Jay, tum roz itni jaldi duty par kaise pahunch jaate ho? Kabhi late hote hue nahi dekha tumhe.”

Jay ne seedhepan se jawaab diya, “Ma'am, duty ka time hai toh time par aana chahiye. Agar hum hi apna kaam theek se nahi karenge, toh phir zimmedari ka kya matlab?”

Uska jawaab sunkar supervisor halki si muskura di.

“Good. Aajkal itni chhoti umar mein kaam ko lekar itni seriousness kam hi dekhne ko milti hai.”

Jay bas muskura kar apni duty mein lag gaya.

Uske liye yeh koi badi baat nahi thi. Woh toh bas apna kaam kar raha tha.

Lekin supervisor ke liye yeh ek achha sanket tha.

 Dheere-Dheere Badhata Bharosa

Agle kuch dino mein supervisor ne Jay ko aur bhi dhyaan se observe kiya. Usne dekha ki Jay ko baar-baar instructions dene ki zaroorat nahi padti thi. Jo kaam use samjhaya jaata, woh use yaad rakhta aur poori zimmedari se karta.

Kabhi duty par extra pressure hota, toh bhi Jay ghabrata nahi tha. Woh shaant dimaag se kaam sambhalne ki koshish karta.

Ek shaam supervisor ne usse kaha, “Jay, tum apni mehnat aur discipline aise hi banaye rakhna. Sirf naukri karne ke liye kaam mat karo—kuch seekhne ke liye bhi kaam karo. Aage badhne ke liye yahi aadatein tumhare kaam aayengi.”

Jay ne sammaan se jawaab diya, “Ji, ma'am. Main poori koshish karunga.”

Us din ghar lautte waqt Jay kaafi khush tha. Use pehli baar mehsoos hua ki uski mehnat ko koi notice kar raha hai.

Uski salary abhi bhi wahi thi, uska kamra bhi wahi chhota sa tha, aur zindagi mein abhi bahut kuch haasil karna baaki tha.

Lekin uske andar ek cheez mazboot ho rahi thi—apne aap par bharosa.

Jay ko abhi nahi pata tha ki uski yahi mehnat aur discipline aage chalkar use kitna badalenge.

Ek masoom ladka apni zindagi ki pehli seedhi chadh raha tha. Lekin uski kahani mein abhi bahut se mod aane baaki the…

[Babab96]

Innocent Guy to Big Bull

Chapter 3: Makan Malkin Ka Badla Hua Andaaz

Jay ki zindagi apni raftaar se achhi chal rahi thi. Duty par supervisor uske kaam se khush thi aur ghar par use apne makan malik aur makan malkin ka sahara mil raha tha.

Lekin pichhle kuch dino se Jay ko makan malkin ke vyavhaar mein kuch alag sa mehsoos hone laga tha.

Woh uska pehle se zyada khayal rakhne lagi thi. Kabhi poochhti ki usne khana khaya ya nahi, kabhi uske liye kuch bana deti, toh kabhi ghar lautne par usse rukkar baat karne ko kehti.

Jay ise shuru mein ek bade ka pyaar aur apnapan samajhkar taal deta tha. Aakhir woh ghar se door rehne wala unnees saal ka ladka tha, aur makan malkin usse umr aur tajurbe mein kaafi badi thi.

Lekin us din jo hua, usne Jay ko sochne par majboor kar diya.

Chicken Biryani Ka Nimantran

Shaam ko Jay duty se lauta toh makan malkin ne use awaaz dekar rok liya.

“Jay, aaj mere sohar ghar par nahi hain. Maine chicken biryani banayi hai, toh tumhare liye bhi bana li.” 

Jay ne muskura kar kaha, “Achha ji, Aunty. Bahut shukriya.”

Makan malkin ne turant kaha, “Aunty kyun bolte ho? Achha, chhodo… pehle fresh hokar aa jao. Aaj khana saath mein khaayenge.”

Jay ko unki baat thodi alag lagi, lekin usne zyada dhyaan nahi diya.

“Ji, abhi aata hoon.”

Woh apne kamre mein gaya, kapde badle, haath-muh dhoya aur kuch der baad neeche chala gaya.

 Aaj Makan Malkin Kuch Alag Thi

Jay ne neeche pahunchkar dekha toh khane ki mez par biryani taiyaar thi. Khushboo se poora kamra mahak raha tha.

Lekin uski nazar ek aur baat par gayi.

Makan malkin, jo aam taur par veil aur poore badan ko dhakne wale kapdon mein rehti thi, aaj ghar mein bilkul alag libaas pehne hue thi. Unke kapde pehle ke muqable zyada aadhunik aur badan se lage hue the.

Jay ek pal ke liye jhijhka. Usne nazar hataayi aur kursi par baith gaya.

Ye aaj kya ho gaya? Aam taur par toh ye hamesha veil mein rehti hain, usne man hi man socha.

Makan malkin ne uski taraf dekha aur muskuraate hue poochha, “Kya hua, Jay? Kya soch rahe ho? Biryani pasand nahi hai kya?”

Jay thoda sambhalte hue bola, “Nahi, nahi. Biryani toh bahut achhi lag rahi hai.”

“Achha, toh phir aaram se khao. Tum din bhar kaam karte ho. Apna khayal bhi rakha karo.”

Unki awaaz mein pyar tha, lekin unka andaaz aaj kuch zyada hi apnapan jata raha tha.

 Baaton Mein Chhipa Ishara?

Khana khaate waqt makan malkin baar-baar Jay ki taraf dekhkar usse sawaal kar rahi thi.

“Jay, tumhari abhi shaadi toh nahi hui na?”



Jay ne makan Malkin ko dekha. “Nahi, abhi toh main sirf unnees saal ka hoon.”

Woh hans padi. “Haan, woh toh hai. Lekin tum achhe ladke ho. Mehnati bhi ho aur baat karne ka tareeka bhi achha hai.”

Jay ne shukriya kaha aur khaane par dhyaan dene laga.

Kuch der baad unhone phir poochha, “Achha Jay, tumhe yahan akele kamre mein rehkar kabhi akelapan mehsoos nahi hota?”

“Thoda bahut toh hota hai. Lekin duty rehti hai, toh samay nikal jaata hai.”

Makan malkin ne uski taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Agar kabhi kisi cheez ki zaroorat ho, ya kisi se baat karne ka mann kare, toh mere paas aa sakte ho. Main hoon na yahan.”



Jay ne sir hila diya.

Lekin ab uske dimaag mein sawaal uthne lage the.

Aaj unka libaas alag tha. Baat karne ka tareeka alag tha. Aur phir akele mein saath baithkar khana khane par itna zor dena…

Kya yeh sirf ek makan malkin ka apnapan tha, ya woh Jay ko koi aisa ishara de rahi thi jise woh abhi samajh nahi paa raha tha?

Jay ke paas iska jawaab nahi tha.

Woh abhi zindagi ko samajhna seekh hi raha tha. Usne chupchaap apni plate khatam ki aur socha ki filhaal use kisi nateeje par nahi pahunchna chahiye.

biryani toh bahut achhi thi, lekin makan malkin ke badle hue andaaz ne Jay ke dimaag mein kai naye sawaal chhod diye the.

Jay jawan hai, uska lund khada hota hai, lakin wo bahut jyada involved nhi hai, ladki patane me yaa sambhog ki baaton me yaa sambhog ke vicharo me..

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[ronylol]

good going

[Babab96]

Mahira Begum

Age: 36 years

* Marital status: Married

* Role: Jay ki makan malkin

* Personality: Caring, confident, observant aur playful

* Appearance: Soft oval face, expressive brown eyes, dark hair aur naturally curvy physique

* Signature outfit: Teal-green embroidered suit, matching chunri ek kandhe par aur elegant gold jhumke.

Ak dam mast maal, kamal ke ubhare huye boobs aur Kamal ki curvy kamar, sath hi man moh lene wale chuttad..

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[Babab96]

Jay
Age: 19 years

Personality: Innocent, soft-spoken, honest, hardworking and respectful.

Occupation: Security guard in the city.

Experience: Six months on the job.

Current situation: Recently moved into a rented single room.

1. Physical appearance

Face: Youthful, handsome face with a clean-shaven jawline.

Eyes: Expressive, attractive dark eyes.

Hair: Thick, naturally wavy, dark black hair with volume over the forehead.

Complexion: Warm medium-brown Indian complexion.

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[Babab96]

Innocent Guy to Big Bull

Chapter 4: Mahira Ki Baaton Mein Chhupa Raaz

Jay ki nazar se aage badegi ab story..

Khana khane ke baad Mahira ne mujhe ek khaas request ki.

Mahira: “Jay, agar tumhe jaldi nahi hai, toh aaj thodi der mere saath baithkar baatein karoge? Dil ki kuch baatein karne ka mann hai.”

Main thoda hairaan hua. Main toh khaana khakar apne kamre mein jaane ki soch raha tha, lekin uske chehre par udaasi dekhkar mana nahi kar paaya.

Main: “Ji, theek hai. Bataiye, kya baat karni hai?”

Mahira ne ek lambi saans li.

Mahira: “Tumhare Navid bhaijaan ko toh apne kaam se hi fursat nahi milti. Na woh meri baat sunte hain, na mere saath waqt bitaate hain. Ghar mein sab kuch hai, Jay, bas kisi se dil kholkar baat karne wala koi nahi hai.”

Uski baat sunkar mujhe thoda bura laga. Main samajh sakta tha ki akelepan mein kisi apne se baat karne ka mann karta hai.

Main: “Aap unse baat karne ki koshish nahi karti?”

Mahira: “Kitni baar karun? Jab saamne wala sunna hi nahi chahta, toh insaan bhi kab tak koshish kare?”

Kuch pal ke liye woh chup ho gayi. Phir meri taraf dekhkar boli—

Mahira: “Chalo, bedroom mein baithte hain. Wahan aaram se baat kar paayenge. Yahan dining table par baithe rehna achcha nhi lag rha.”

Mere mann mein halki si hichak hui.

Yaar, bedroom mein? Lekin inhone toh sirf baat karne ke liye kaha hai. Main faltu mein kyun soch raha hoon?

Main uske peeche bedroom mein chala gaya.

 Bedroom Mein Pehli Baat

Kamre mein halki roshni thi. Mahira bed ke ek taraf baith gayi aur mujhe bhi baithne ka ishara kiya.

Main usse thodi door baith gaya.

Mahira: “Itni door kyun baith rahe ho? Main koi tumhe kha thodi jaaungi!”

Woh hans padi.

Main: “Nahi, aisi baat nahi hai. Bas aadat nahi hai na aise baithkar baatein karne ki.”

Mahira: “Achha! Toh janab abhi bhi bahut seedhe hain?”

Main muskuraya aur baat badalne ke liye usse ek sawaal poochh liya.

Main: “Achha, ek baat bataiye. Navid bhaijaan kya kaam karte hain? Maine kabhi theek se poochha nahi.”

Mahira ke chehre ka rang thoda badla. Usne kuch pal meri taraf dekha, jaise soch rahi ho ki mujhe kitna batana chahiye.

Phir boli—

Mahira: “Woh male escort hain.”

Main uski taraf dekhne laga.

Male escort? Yeh kya hota hai?

Yeh shabd maine pehle kabhi dhang se nahi suna tha.

Main: “Aunty, yeh male escort kya hota hai?”

Mahira ne turant meri baat pakad li.

Mahira: “Aunty? Main tumhe kahin se aunty lagti hoon?”

Main thoda ghabra gaya.

Main: “Nahi, mera woh matlab nahi tha. Aadat se nikal gaya.”

Mahira: “Toh phir kya lagti hoon?”

Main jawaab dene ke liye ruka. Woh meri taraf dekhkar muskura rahi thi. Pata nahi mujhe kya hua, mere munh se bina soche-samjhe nikal gaya—

Main: “Aap toh kaafi jawaan hain. Aapki personality aur figure toh aaj bhi kaafi attractive hai.”

Yeh bolte hi mujhe apni galti ka ehsaas hua.

Arey behenchod! Jay, yeh kya bol diya tune? Seedha sawaal poochha tha, jawaab dene ki kya zaroorat thi?

Maine turant nazar hata li.

Main: “Sorry, Mahira ji. Galti se nikal gaya.”

Mahira kuch pal mujhe dekhti rahi. Phir uske hothon par muskurahat aa gayi.

Mahira: “Lekin sach toh bola na?”

Main chup ho gaya.

Mahira: “Jay, tum apne aap ko jitna seedha dikhate ho, utne ho nahi. Tumhare mann mein bhi baatein aati hain, bas kehne se darte ho.”

Main: “Nahi, aisi baat nahi hai. Bas kabhi-kabhi bina soche bol deta hoon.”

Mahira: “Achha? Toh phir soch-samajhkar batao—main tumhe kaisi lagti hoon?”

Ab main sach mein ulajh gaya tha.

Woh mujhse mazaak kar rahi thi ya meri baaton ko kisi aur tarah le rahi thi, main samajh nahi paa raha tha.

Main sirf unnees saal ka tha. Meri zindagi mein abhi tak naukri, duty aur apne kharche sambhalne ke alawa kuch khaas tha hi nahi. Aisi baaton ka tajurba mujhe bilkul nahi tha.

Mahira ne meri uljhan dekhi toh hanskar boli—

Mahira: “Achha baba, pareshan mat ho. Main mazaak kar rahi hoon.”

Phir uska chehra gambhir ho gaya.

Mahira: “Lekin Jay, ek baat sach hai. Kabhi-kabhi insaan ko bas kisi aise shakhs ki zaroorat hoti hai jo bina judge kiye uski baat sun le. Navid se mujhe woh saath nahi milta.”

Maine dheere se kaha—



Main: “Aap mujhse baat kar sakti hain. Main sun lunga. Bas main aapki har pareshani ka hal nikaal paunga, yeh zaroori nahi.”


Mahira ne meri taraf dekha. Is baar uski muskurahat mein mazaak kam aur sukoon zyada tha.

Mahira: “Kabhi-kabhi hal nahi chahiye hota, Jay. Bas koi sunne wala chahiye hota hai.”

Main sir hila kar chup baith gaya.

Lekin mere mann mein ab bhi ek sawaal ghoom raha tha—

Navid bhai ke male escort hone ka kya matlab tha? Aur Mahira ne yeh baat mujhe itni aasani se kyun bata di?

Mujhe andaaza nahi tha ki aaj ki yeh baatcheet mere aur Mahira ke beech ke rishte ko ek naya mod dene wali thi.

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[Babab96]

Innocent Guy to Big Bull

Chapter 5: Mahira Ne Khulkar Batayi Navid Ki Asliyat

Main bedroom mein Mahira ke saamne baitha tha. Usne apni chunri ko ek kandhe par theek kiya aur meri taraf dekhkar boli—

Mahira: “Jay, tumne kabhi male escort ke baare mein suna hai?”

Main: “Nahi, Mahira ji. Pehli baar suna hai. Naam se toh lagta hai koi aisa aadmi jo kisi ke saath kahin jaata hoga, lekin asal mein karta kya hai?”

Mahira halki si hansi.

Mahira: “Haan, tumne kuch had tak sahi samjha. Male escort woh aadmi hota hai jo paise lekar kisi aurat, kisi Gay yaa kisi couple ko service deta hai, chudai karta hai, yaa dusri service deta hai jaise kisi ke saath dinner par jaana, party mein saath rehna, ghoomne jaana ya kisi ko waqt dena.”

Main dhyaan se uski baat sun raha tha. lakin jese hi usne chudai bola me thoda saa asahaj hua..

Mahira ne itna khul kar wo sabd use kiya tha ki me bas use dekhta reh gyaa...

Mahira: Jay tumhe itna sochne ki jarurat nhi hai, tum khul kar mujhse baat kar sakte ho..

Main: “Achha! Matlab kisi ke saath waqt bitaane ke bhi paise milte hain?” Yaa kisi ko chodne ke bhi?

Mahira thoda muskurate huye boli..

Mahira: Dekha mene bola tha naa ki tum itne bhi sidhe nhi ho...

Main: Nhi aisa nhi hai..

Mahira: “Dekho, Jay. Duniya mein aise bhi kaam hote hain. Lekin har male escort ka kaam ek jaisa nahi hota. jayadatar male escorts chudai ke liye hi bulaye jaate hai, kuch asantust mahilaye hoti hai, kuchh saadi suda miya biwi hote hai, jo apni marji se kisi aur mard ko chudai me saamil karna chahte hai.”

Mere liye yeh sab bilkul naya tha. Main thoda hairaan hokar uski baat sunta raha. iss baar mene kuchh jyada react nhi kiya...

Main: “Lekin Mahira ji, Navid bhaijaan bhi yahi kaam karte hain? Aapko kaise pata chala?”

Mahira ka chehra thoda gambhir ho gaya. Usne apni nazar kuch pal ke liye neeche kar li.

Mahira: “Jay, Meri ye dusri shaadi hai, Meri pahli shaadi Molvi Ziaur Rakesh se huyi thi, jo umar me mujhse 20 saal bade the, me unki 4th biwi thi"

Main: “Toh aap apne sohar se asantust thi, iss liye apne Navid bhaijaan ko service ke liye bulaya”

Mahira: “Haa, Jay.. Uss wakt Navid mujhe itna chodta tha itna chodta tha ki me uske lund ke liye pagal ho gayi thi.”

Mein itna openly sun kar chauk gyaa..

Mahira: Jay tum bachche nhi ho, tumhari umar ke logo ko to maja aata hai..

Main: To apne Molvi sahab ko talak de diya..

Mahira: Mene molvi ko talak dene per majbur kar diya, aur phir Navid kaa sach jante huye bhi usse shaadi kar li.. mujhe laga tha wo mujhe bahut khush rakhega..lakin uska dill kisi ak aaurat per jyada din tikta nhi hai..

Main chupchaap sun raha tha.

Mahira: “Main ab chhah ke bhi use chhod nhi sakti, Jay.”

Main: “Lekin aap unki biwi hain. Aapko wo sukh paane kaa hak hai.”

Mahira ne meri taraf dekha. Shayad use mere munh se yeh baat sunkar achha laga tha.

Mahira: “Bas, Jay! me bhi yahi chahti hun, lakin naa usne mujhe bachche kaa sukh diya, naa ab wo mujhe bistar per khush karta hai”

Uski awaaz mein dard tha.

Mein: Aap khud ko sambhaliye..

Mein itna hi bol paya ki Mahira uthkar bathroom me chali gayi..mein piche se use aawaj dete huye..

Mein: Mahira ji khud ko sambhaliye...sab theek ho jayega..

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[Ghosthunter]

Excellent update

[Babab96]

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