Wo meri rakhel ban gayee
Hello ISS readers, mera naam harish hai aur mere age 25 yrs hai main Mumbai ka rehne wala hu, maine ISS ke bahut se story padi hai, mughe aisa lagta hai ki 80% stories jhooti (fake) hoti hai, main apko ko ek sacchi story batane jar aha hu, ye ek sachi story hai “mano ya na mano” Yeh 2 saal purani baat hai, tab main yahoo messenger per chatting bahut karta tha, main hamesha Mumbai ki ladkiyo se hi chatting karta tha, lekin mughe koi bhi ladki interesting nahi lagti thi. (jyoda tar ladkiya chatting me timepass karti thi) ek din mughe ek ladki mili uska email id ajeeb laga, pehle mughe laga wo koi videshi ladki hai, lekin main usse chatting suru ki. Main – hi, I m harish from Mumbai and u ? ur asl plz.. Ladki – hello dear, shruti , 21/F/Mumbai. (uska naam shruti tha, age- 21, female, aur Mumbai ki rehne wali thi ) Jaise-jaise main usse baat age badata gaya to mughe pata chala wo koi nayee hai usse chatting karni nahi aati thi. Khair main usse chatting karta raha usne mughe apne bare me bataya maine bhi usse apne bare me bataya. Wo mughe acchi lagi, Main – what u do ? Ladki – college Main – u have b/f Ladki – no, I don’t have any b/f. Main – why, u don’t have any b/f Ladki – simply Main- ok Phir to main roj usse chatting karne laga, ek din main usse uska photo bhejno ko bolo. Main- u have pic Ladki – yes Main – plz send me ur pic, I wanted to c u. Ladki – no. Main – why Ladki – first u send me ur pic Main – ok Aur maine usse apna pic bhej diya (via email) Aur dusre din usne bhi apna passport size photo bhej diya (via email) Uska pic clear nahi tha sayed scanning tikh se nahi hua tha, lekin maine usse kaha u looks goods and sexy. Agle din maine usse uska cell no manga to usne apna cell no bhi de diya. Ab hum log roj cell per ghanto baate karne lage, main ek din usse kaha ki main usse milna chata hu, to wo maan gayee. Aur hamne milne ki jagah aur time fix kiya, jagah thi Mumbai ki ek famous rly station aur time tha evening 7 pm, hamne ek dusre ko apna dress code bataya, mera dress code tha black pant aur light pink shirt, aur uska dress code tha sky blue jeans aur white t-shirt. aur usse milne rly station pahuch gaya mughe dar bhi lag raha tha, to maine pant navy blue aur shirt white pehan ke chala gaya, main rly station ke bridge per khada tabhi meri najar ek ladki per padi jo baar-baar apna ghadi dekh rahi thi usne blue jeans aur white t-shirt pehan rakha tha lekin meri himmat nahi ho rahi thi ki uske paas jau aur kahu main hi harish hu, phir main dekha wo apne mobile se phone karne lagi, aur mera mobile bajne laga, usne meri taraf dekha, maine bhi use dekha phir usne najar hata liya aur mobile ko kano se laga liya, ab tak main samaj chukka tha ye shruti hi hai, maine apna call recd ka button dabaya to awaj aayee. “ harish, tum kaha per ho, main ek ghante se tumhara intejaar kar rahi hu, agar tum nahi aa rahe ho to main jati hu” yeh baat sunte hi mughe gussa aa gaya, main sidhe uske paas gaya aur bola, “kya kaha tumne tum ek ghante se yeha aayee ho, tumse pehle se main yeha khada hu, aur tumhe kab se main dekh raha hu” is baat per wo jor-jor se hasane lagi, aur boli main janti hu, agar main aisa nahi bolti to tum mere paas nahi aate.. is baat per main bhi muskara diya. Ab main apko shruti ke bare me bata du, wo bahut hi sunder thi, uska height tha lagbhag 5.2” aur figure hoga 36.26.36. mughe to wo ek najar me hi acchi lagi, mughe aisa laga bas ab to puri jindagi isike saath gujarana hai. Hum rly station ke bahar aaye aur maine usse pucha “kaha chalogi ?” to jawab diya “kahi bhi le chalo” maine usse apne bike per baitha liya aur usse ek restaurant me le gaya. Aur hum gup-sup karne lage usne mughe bato hi bato me bataya ki wo mughe pasand karti hai, maine bhi usse bol diya ki maine bhi usse pasand karta hu, phir achanak wo chup ho gayee aur rone lagi uske ankho se ansoo aane lage, maine usse pucha ki kya baat hai, to usne mughse kaha ki miane tumse ek jhoot kaha tha, maine pucha kya jhoot, Usne bataya Ki “ main shadi shuda hu, aur meri age 24 yrs hai” mughe jaise ek jor dar jhatak sa laga, usne aage bataya meri shadi mere gharwalo ne jabardasti ek ladke se kara di jo dimag se kamjor (pagal) hai. Main uske sath nahi rehna chahti plz mughe yeha se nikalo, mera us pagal se pichha chhudao” ek baar to mughe uske upar bahut gussa aaya lekin mughe uske upar taras bhi aa raha tha, kuch der sochne ke baad maine usse kaha tikh main tumhari help karne ke liye tayyar hu, lekin mughe kya milega, to usne kaha “main tumhari hamesha ke liye ho jaungi” maine kaha lekin tumhari to shadi ho chuki hai. To usne kaha “ main abhi tak kunwari hu, us pagal ne mughe abhi tak chua tak nahi, usse to yeh bhi pata nahi ki suhagraat kya hota hai” maine kaha main kaise maanu ki tum kunwari ho, to usne kaha mughase shadi karo aur suhagraat manao, apne aap pata chal jayega, maine kaha nahi, main tumse ab shadi nahi kar sakta tum mere sath reh sakti ho bina shadi ke, to usne kaha nahi, ye nahi ho sakta, to maine kaha mere parent nahi manege ki main kisi shadishuda ladki se shadi karu, kuch der sochne ke baad wo maan gayee. Usne kaha tikh hai, lekin meri kuch sharte hai, tum mughese hamesh pyar karogo, meri shari jarurato ko poori karoge, mughe apne patni ki tarh hi rakhoge, maine uski shari sharte maan li. (aap sab ko lag raha hoga yeh sab ek hi mulakat me nahi possible hai, likin aisa hi hua tha, sayad yeh sab us ladki ki majboori thi) Phir maine ek acche se wakil se uska talak karwa diya, aur usse ek rented flat de diya. Ab wo meri ho chuki thi, lekin maine abhi tak use touch tak nahi kiya tha, maine usse kaha ab to tum meri ho ab to mere paas aa jao, aur mughse lipat gayyee. Maine usse god me ustha liya aur usse bedroom legaya. Maine usse kaha tumhe kaisa lag raha hai, usne kaha bahut accha, aaj se aap mere swami ho aur main aapki dasi. Aur phir maine usse dhire- dhire garam karma shuru kiya.