Mera office ka secret ashiq
Hi, mera naam Neelam hai. Main 24 saal ki hu. Meri height 5.4 hai, average complexion aur figure 32-28-34. Main Delhi mein government job karti hu. Meri job lage abhi kuch hi mahino pehle lagi hai. Mera office theek chal raha tha. Subah office jaana, waha friends ke saath gappe ladana, kaam karna aur wapas ghar aa jaana. Jaise hi mujhe salary milti main dher saari shopping karti aur city ghoomti. Main Instagram pe har weekend apni pic daalti thi. Bohut saare likes aur comments milte the. Kafi ladke mujhe text bhi karte the. Mujhe bhi attention acha lagta tha. Kyunki mujhe bohut message aate the main jyada reply nahi karti thi. Fir ek din mujhe Insta pe ek message aaya. Secret admirer – Hi. Aaj aap bohut khubsurat lag rahi thi. Maine message ignore kar diya. Fir kuch der mein wapas message aaya. Is baar usne ek pic bheji. Maine jese hi woh open ki main dang reh gayi. Woh meri hi pic thi jo ki aaj hi li gayi thi. Maine reply kiya. Main – Ye kab li aapne? Secret admirer – Jab aap kaam kar rahi thi. Sach mein bohut khubsurat lag rahi thi aaj. Main – Thank you. Lekin aap hai kaun? Secret admirer – Aap batayein. Main – Mujhe kese pata hoga? Secret admirer – Guess to karo. Main – Nahi kar sakti ese guess. Secret admirer – Koi baat nahi. Uske baad uska koi message nahi aaya. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kaun ho sakta hai. Agle din main office gayi aur pure time logo ko observe karti rahi. Ki kahi koi mujhe ghoor to nahi raha? Koi picture to nahi le raha? Mera din bhar isi soch mein nikal gaya. Shaam ko jab main ghar aa gayi tab uska wapas message aaya. Secret admirer – Aaj badi pareshan lag rahi thi. Kisi ko khoj rahi thi kya? Main – Nahi to. Main kisi ko kyu khojungi. Secret admirer – Dekhke to esa hi lag raha tha. Main – Nahi. Woh aaj office mein kaam bohut tha isliye laga hoga. Secret admirer – Acha. Wese aaj bhi bohut khubsurat lag rahi thi. Fir usne wapas se meri ek pic bheji. Ye bhi aaj hi office mein li thi. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kab ye meri pic le leta hai. Maine usse wapas pucha. Main – Kaun ho aap? Aur ye pic kab li? Secret admirer – Main to hamesha aapke saamne rehta hu. Agar aap guess karlo to main bata dunga. Office mein mere saamne Sharma sir desk hai. Woh lagbhag 50 years ke hai. Lekin mujhe kabhi laga nahi ki woh mujhe ese dekhte honge. Main – Shukla sir? Secret admirer – Haha. Nahi. Main – Fir kaun ho aap? Secret admirer – Aapka aashiq. Main – Koi naam bhi to hoga? Uska koi jawab nahi aaya. Fir kuch din ese hi chalta raha. Woh roz meri office ki pic mujhe bhejta aur main usse puchti ki woh kaun hai. Lekin woh nahi batata tha. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Fir ek din maine kaha. Main – Humesha mujhe dekhte ho aur meri pic lete ho. Mujhe to aapke baare mein kuch nahi pata. Apne baare mein kuch to batao. Secret admirer – Agar bata diya to tum jaan jaaogi. Fir secret kaha raha. Main – Koi idea to do. Secret admirer – Theek hai. Main apni pic bhejta hu jisme mera face nahi hoga. Usko dekhke guess kar lena ki main kaun hu. Mujhe laga ki ab to mujhe pata chal hi jaayega ki kaun hai ye. Fir usne pic bheji aur main dang reh gayi. Us pic mein uska lund tha. Kaala aur bohut bada. Main use dekhkar paani paani hone lagi. Fir usne kaha. Secret admirer – Kya hua? Acha nahi laga? Main – Acha hai. Secret admirer – To guess karo ab. Ki main kaun hu? Main – Ese kese bataun? Secret admirer – Hehe koi baat nahi. Acha suno. Parso mera janamdin hai. Mujhe gift chahiye. Dogi? Main – Kuch esa wesa nahi maangoge to de dungi. Secret admirer – Mere janamdin ke din meri favourite dress pehnogi? Main – Kaunsi dress? Secret admirer – Jo dress maine tumhare liye pasand ki hai. Main – Kaunsi? Secret admirer – Woh main kal office mein de dunga. Main – Kab? Uski yehi aadat mujhe bilkul pasand nahi thi. Woh humesha batoon ke beech mein reply karna band kar deta tha. Agle din main office mein intezaar karti rahi ki kab woh mere saamne aayega aur mujhe dress dega. Lekin pura din koi nahi aaya. Fir shaam ko jab jaane ka time ho gaya tab uska message aaya. Secret admirer – Dress tumhare sidhe haath wali almari mein sabse niche files ke piche hai. Maine almari kholi aur files ke piche dekha to waha ek packet tha. Main use ghar le gayi aur jaake open kiya. Usme ek red color ki saree thi. Fir uska message aaya. Secret admirer – Saree pasand aai? Main – Haan achi hai. Secret admirer – To kal yehi pehenni hai. Next day main wohi saree pahenke office gayi. Mere office se nikalne mein ab lagbhag 15 min bache the. Tabhi uska message aaya. Usne meri usi din ki pic bheji. Secret admirer – Aaj sabse jyada khubsurat lag rahi ho. Main – Thank you. Happy birthday. Secret admirer – Aaj main tumse milna chahtu hu. Main – Kaha? Secret admirer – Yahin. Office mein. Aaj kaam ka bahana banake thoda der tak ruk jao aur 7 baje guest house mein aa jao. Humare office mein ek guest house tha. Jo naye officers ke liye tha. Jab tak unko government quarter allot nahi hota tha tab tak woh log wahi rukte the. Mujhe pata nahi tha ki us samay kaun officer waha thehra tha. Maine apni friend se pucha to usne bataya ki abhi koi nahi rehta hai guest house mein. Main kaam ka bahana banake office mein ruk gayi aur dheere dheere saara office khali ho gaya. Shaam 7 baje main guest room mein gayi. Waha koi nahi tha. Fir waha office mein chai dene wale Vinod bhaiyya aaye. Main unhe dekhke ghabra gayi. Unne mujhse pucha. Vinod – Arre madam. Aap abhi tak nahi gayi? Main – Nahi. Woh mujhe kuch kaam tha to isliye late rukhi hu. Vinod – Oh acha. Mujhe bhi bade saab ne kaha tha ki 7 baje guest house mein kuch intezaam kar dena. Fir Vinod ne waha kuch khane ka saaman aur ek daaru ki bottle rakh di. Table set karke woh waha se jaane laga. Main samajh gayi thi ki ye arrangement mere liye hai. Maine Vinod ko roka aur kaha. Main – Bhaiyya. Please iske baare mein kisi ko mat batana. Vinod – Arre nahi madam.