میں اُنگلی سے اپنا پانی نکالتی تھی… ایک دن میرے دیور نے دیکھ لیا

Mera naam Sana hai.
27 saal ki, shadi shuda, lekin mujhe apne husband se koi jazbaat nahi thay.
Woh roz raat office ke baad thak kar so jaata…
Aur main?
Main raat ko akeli hoti… lekin tanha nahi rehti.

Har raat, jab sab so jaate,
Main apne kamre mein let jaati,
Aur apni ungli se apni gili chut ko chhoo kar apna paani nikalti.

“Ah… ah… ah… umah… ah…”
Woh awaaz sirf meri saansen sun pati thi.

Lekin ek raat… sab badal gaya.

Main balcony par khadi thi, thandi hawa lena chahti thi.
Lekin drawing room ki khidki se koi mujhe dekh raha tha.

Maine palat kar dekha —
Mera dewar, Arsal, khada tha.
Sirf vest pehne, jeans tight,
Aur uski nazar seedhe meri chut par thi — jahan se abhi paani nikla tha.

Main sharm se jhuk gayi…
Lekin usne kaha nahi.

Agli subah, jab main kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi,
Woh aaya…
Aur dheere se kaha:

“Kal raat… tumhari awaaz ne mujhe puri raat jagaya rakha.”

Maine kuch nahi kaha…
Lekin mera chehra laal ho gaya.

Usne mujhe corner kiya…
Aur bola:

“Agar tum chaaho… main tumhe bina ungli ke bhi paani nikalwa sakta hoon.”

Maine apni aankhen band kar li…
Aur sirf itna kaha:

“Dikhaao… kaise?”

Usne mujhe sofa par leta diya…
Phir apna haath mere chut par rakh diya — sirf ek baar ghumaaya.

“Ah… ah… ah… umah… ah!” main chillayi.

“Ab socho… agar main apna lund andar ghusa doon… toh kya hoga?” usne kaha.

Maine apni jhaanghe khol di.
“Bas… ek baar.”

Usne condom pehna…
Phir ek jhatak mein — poori tarah andar.

Maine apne honthon ko kaat liya… lekin meri saansen ne sab kuch keh diya.

15 minute tak woh mujhe chodta raha…
Jab tak mujhe laga jaise main khatam ho gayi hoon.

Jab woh chala gaya, maine apne kapde theek kiye…
Aur chai pi li.

Kyunki kuch raatein sirf ungliyon ke liye nahi hoti…
Kuch raatein… lund ke liye hoti hain.

Aur main?
Main ab sirf biwi nahi thi…
Main apni khud ki malik thi —