Barish Mein Bheegi Neha Ki – Part I
Desi
Submit Report Hi friends of ISS. Thank you all very much for reading my stories and encouraging me writing more. I am very much happy to know that you guys like to read my story. Thank you for your love and support. Today I am not going to post my own story instead I would like to share a story with you. I heard from my friend for confidentiality names will be changed enjoy the story. Now as usual I will narrate my story in Hindi. Aab ye kahaani Neha ki jubani Jis tarah aasman mein badal ghanayi aur bijli chamakne lagi main chauk gayi. Main apni scooty main laut rahi thi ek assignment se jo city se 100 km dur ek gaon main tha. Main sochi thi k din rehte rehte laut aaungi par gaowalo ne dinner k liye rok liya. Ab raat ko 10 baj chuka tha. Achanak bhayankar barish suru ho gaya. Barsaat ki time tha nehi to main sochi ke jaldihi barish ruk jayega to kuch der wait kar lete hain. To main raste k pass hi ek per k niche jake khari ho gayi. Per k niche pauchte pauchte main poori tarah bheeg gayi. Main sochi ki ghar pe ek call kar deti hoon. To jaise main purse khuli dekha k purse ka andar tak pani chala gaya aur mobile bheeg ke bandh ho gaya hain. Raaste se koi gari bhi ja nahi raha tha. To main sochi koi pass ke gaon tak jati hun aur waha se call kar dungi. Ab main jake scooty par jake baithi aur jaisehi scooty start karne gayi ek ajeeb awaz karke scooty bandh ho gayi. Ab main raat ke 11 baje ek sunsan sark pe puri tarah se bheegi hui khari thi aur koi call bhi kar nahi sakti thi. Ab raaste par koi gari dikhai de nahi raha tha. 10-15 minute baad ek aadmi ek purani bike mein city ke taraf se aaneko dikhai dia. Main raste par khare hoke use roki aur puchi meri scooty kharap ho gaya hain cellphone bhi kaam nahi kar raha hain aapke pas cellphone hain kya? nahi madam cellphone to nahi hain par main ek mechanic hun agar aap chahti hain to main try karun scooty thik karne ka? Thank you meri bohot help hogi agar aap thik karde to waise raaste pe koi gari kyun dikhai nahi de raha? Ie admi kuch 40 saal ke umar ka dikh raha tha. Scooty ko dekhte hue wo bola madam bhayanak toofan hain city janeke raaaste pein per gira para hain main paas mein hi ek garage mein kaam karta hun wohi se laut raha tha is baat se main thora pareshan ho gayi. To wo samajh gaya aur bola madam chinta maat kijiye ek ghante mein sayed thik ho jayega suna hain per utna bhi bara nahin hain yo jaldihi rasta saaf ho jayega. Kuch der tak usne scooty start Karen kosish kiya lekin start hua nahi to wo bola madam ye aise thik nahi hogi ise garage le jana parega Agar aap chahe to garage chal sakte hain waha pe phone bhi hain aap call kar lena. Main sochi ki yehi best option hain aur raji ho gayi. Aur main uske sath garage ke taraf chal pari. Wo meri scooter aur main uska bike paidal leke chalne lage to madam agar bura na mane to aapka naam kya hain?” Neha aapka? mera naam hain Sunil waise madam aap itne dur gaon mein kya karne aayi thi? Saharwale to is taraf aate hi nahin hain wo bhi itni raat ko? main pass mein hi ek gaon mein kuch kaam se aayi thi lauthi rahi thi ke achanak toofan shuru ho gaya haa ye bilkul unexpected hain Barsaat ke mausam mein bhi itna barish nahin dekhe hain. Aab hum log chupchap chalne lage. Lekin maine khyal ki ke aar se meri taraf dekh raha tha. Waise main kafi provocatively dress pehnti hun. Maine salwar kameez pehn rakhi thi. Lekin barish ke wajah se pura dress sarir se chipak gaya tha to figure bohot ache se samjh aa raha tha. Waise meri figure bhi attractibve hain. 36-24-34, fair, 5’6″ tall. To use acha najara hi mil raha tha. Waise bhi main ghar kaise pauchu ie baatko leke bohot tension mein thi aur use dekhke bhi bahut sareef insaan lag raha tha. To main ie baat leke jada chinta nahi ki. To at last hum log garage pauch gaye. Garage naam kahi ek chota sa ghar hain. Jiske samne poster laga hua tha Auto Garage Sunil scooty ko side stand pe lagaya aur darwaza par jorse dhakka marke bulaya kaun hain?” andar se jorse ek bhari awaz mein reply aaya. Mohit main Sunil darwaza kholo thore der baad darwaza khula aur ek aadmi bahar aaya jo main guess ki ke Mohit hain. Usne khali ek dirty boxer short pehn rakha tha bina shirt ke. Dikhne mein Sunil se bhi Bara lag raha tha. Lagbhag 50 saal ke. Aur height kuch 5’4″ inch ke aaspass hoga kya hua? Mohit pucha meri taraf dekh ke. Sunil bola: ye hain Neha madam seher mein laut rahi thi ke achanak scooty bigar gaye main ghar jar aha tha raaste mein mil gayi to leke aaya thik hain…aa jao. Main aur Sunil ek saath ghusa dukan ke andar. Jaisa maine kahi thi ek chota sa dukan hain. Ek corner pein ek mattress tha. Aur baki dukan pura two-wheeler se bhara hua. Ek ajib sa smell aa raha tha oil aur greese ka mixed. Aur dusre corner pe ek. Chair, ek table, aur table ke upar ek phone main phone use kar sakti hoon? Main puchi nahi madam line nahi hain toofan ki wajah se. Mohit bola a ghar nahin hai agar aapko chahie to 1 km chalke jana parega. Aab tak bohot jor se barish ho raha tha. To main scohi scooty thik ho jaye to chali jaungi. Sunil bohot kosish kar raha tha scooty thik karne ka. Mohit bhi uske pass jake scootyko kaise thik kiya jaye dekhne lage. Tabhi achanak meri chikh suru ho gayi. Ek ke baad ek. Lagbjag 10-12 chikh nikla. Mohit bola: lagte hain aapko bheegi kapro mein thand lag gaya hain agar aap chahti to saaf shirt aur lungi hain mere pass, aap change kar sakti hain nahin koi prblm nahin hain madam scooty thik karne mein kaafi. Phir meri chikh ke wajah se Mohit ruk gaya. Meri chikh khatam hui to mujhe laga ke thand jyada lag gayi hain. Aur waise bhi iye bewakoofi hogi ke change karne ka option hain lekin phir bhi main bheegi rehne se bimar ho jaungi ok thik hain main change kar leti hoon.