Mera naam Sameer Malhotra hai. Main 29 saal ka hoon aur ek tajir parivar ka aakri waris hoon. Par yeh dastaan meri daulat ki nahi, meri jaan ki hai. Dilli ke sehare mein hamara ek bada farmhouse hai, jo hamare khandaani jaidaad ka hissa hai. Hamaare competitor, Saxena parivar, hamare dushman hain, khas kar unke fauj Arjun Saxena, jo umar mein mere jaisa hai, par iraade mein mere se bhi kattar. Hum dono ka yeh maamla hamesha se rehta aaya hai ki jahan hum dekhein, wahan ek doosre ko neeche dhakne ki koshish karte hain.
Ek baar ek basharat hui ki Saxena ne ek naye business mein投资的 ki hai aur usmein kuch dhokaybaazi bhi, jo hamare parivar ko bhi nuqsan pahunchaane waali hai. Main ne usse milne ka faisla kiya. Usne mujhe apne farmhouse par bulaya. Afsos ki baat yeh hai ki uske paas auratein nahi thin, jo uska ek fayda tha. Usne mujhe apne haathiyon se bahut daanta, aur main bhi uss khizmat se khali nahi gaya.
“Malhotra, tumhaare parivar ka ishaq kitna gehra hai, yeh sab jaante hain,” Arjun ne kaha, apne daanto ke neeche se. “Par yeh waqt aisa hai ki tumhein apni aulaad ki neend ki nazar bhi rakhni hogi.”
“Main tujhse darne waala nahi hoon, Saxena,” maine kaha. “Yeh jang apne baap ki nahi, apne haathon ki hai.”
Us raat khamoshi rehi. Hum dono alag-alag khade the, par khamoshi mein ek khadak hui aag thi. Jab usne mujhe jaane ko kaha, maine kaha, “Arjun, tumhare paas koi bachcha nahi hai. Par tumhare paas jo kuch bhi hai, wo uske maalik ko tumhara khoon bhookha lagega.”
Arjun ne meri taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein gehri gussa tha, par uske chehre par ek ajeeb si shaqiyat thi. Usne kaha, “Agar aisi baat hai toh main tumhe apne paas rehne ko bolunga, aur phir hum dekhenge ki kaun jeeta aur kaun hara.”
Maine kaha, “Thik hai.”
Maine raat ko wahan hi rehne ka faisla kiya. Hum dono ek sannate se bhare bedroom mein baithe the. Baat karte karte, raat ka safar bhi khatam ho gaya. Par us raat, kuch aur likha tha.
“Sameer,” Arjun ne kaha, “kya tumhein meri baat par vishwas hai?”
Maine kaha, “Aisi baat jo mere aur tumhaare darmiyaan jo hai, us par vishwas toh karna padega. Uske baad toh hum ek hi pal mein apni jaan bhi le sakte hain.”
Arjun ne halki si muskuraahat di aur kaha, “Accha. Toh phir main tumhe ek raat ki liye apna bana leta hoon.”
Meri jaan mein jaise bijli kadki. Main uske paas gaya, uske haath ko apne haathon mein liya. Uska badan ek ajeeb si thandak se kaap raha tha. Maine uski aankhon mein dekha, jismein bhi apni hi khamoshi ka saaz tha. Usne kaha, “Jung ka hisaab alag se hoga, lekin aaj raat ki hisaab yahin.”
Maine use apni baahon mein bhar liya. Uski saans ek dam tez ho gayi thi. Uske shirt ke buttons khol diye, aur uski chaati ka jism dekh kar mera lund khada ho gaya. Uske badan par ghutne ke neeche tak thode ghav thay, jo yeh batate the ki usne apne zindagi mein kai ladaiyaan lad chukka tha. Maine apni ungliyon se unhe sahlaaya, aur uske munh se ‘Aaah’ nikla.
“Sameer, zor se dabao, aur seene se laga lo,” usne kaha.
Maine apni ungliyon se uski chaati ke nipples ko masla, aur jaise hi maine unhe apni jeebh se chhua, toh uska pura jism kaamp gaya. Wo saans ke saath siskariyaan le raha tha. Maine apna lund uski chut mein daala, aur dhire se andar bahar karne laga. Uska badan ek gehri aag mein doobta ja raha tha, aur main uske saath usi aag mein jal raha tha.
“Zor se, Sameer! Zor se karo!” usne kaha.
Maine apni speed badhai, aur hum dono jhad gaye. Hum dono thak kar bed par lete rahe. Raat ki shanti mein koi baat nahi hui.
Subah jab maine aankhein kholi, toh Arjun ne kaha, “Ab jaa. Par yeh baat yaad rakhna ki hum kiya thay, aur hum kya rehne waale hain.”
Maine uske chehre dekha. Uska chehre par ajeeb si shaqiyat thi. Maine kaha, “Yeh raat yaad rahegi, Arjun. Lekin apne dushmani ki raat bhi.”
Arjun ne kaha, “Ek din phir hum milein ge, tab dekhenge ki kaun jeetega.”
Maine wahan se chala gaya. Lekin us raat ka gham aur us raat ki aag mere dil meh chhup gayi. Ek nayi shuruwat ki thi, jo nafrat se shuru hui thi, lekin jismein ikraar ki aag jo ab bhi meri jaan meh jal rahi hai.
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