Baat us waqt ki hai, jab maine Kolkata mein ek ilaake mein apni manufacturing ki dukaan kholi thi, jaha par ladies footwear banayi jati thi. Waha mere kayi workers kaam karte the, aur dukaan ek rehayeshi ilaake mein tha jaha par log raha karte the.
Hamari dukaan ke chaaro taraf log rehte the, aur sabse hi hamari jaan-pehchaan thi. Aur us jagah mein sabhi logon ko hamari dukaan se koi pareshani nahi thi.
Ye maine new dukaan open ki thi. Isse pehle wali dukaan bhi achi hi chal rahi thi, par orders zyada hone ke kaaran mujhe yaha par 2 saal ke agreement par dukaan leni padi. Taaki zyada se zyada production ho paye.
Mujhe waha roz hi jana padta tha, kyunki saare staaf ko kaam se leke maal meterial bhi batana hota tha.
Usi beech main hamesha apni us dukaan ke gate ke paas baith jata tha.
Baat us din ki hai jab main hamesha ki tarah shaam mein apni dukaan ke gate ke paas baitha tha, aur meri nazar ek bhabhi par padi. Usko main ek kuwari ladki samajh raha tha.
Wo saamne se guzar rahi thi, aur mujhe gaur se dekhti hui bagal wali gali mein chali gayi. Par usko dekh kar to mere mann mein ek first love wali feeling jaagne lagi. Kyunki wo thi hi itni khoobsurat, ki dekh kar koi bhi uspe line maarne lage.
Slim figure, gora jism, 5 feet hight, pink-pink gaal, aur hatho mein aa jaane waale boobs. Wo bilkul Disha patni jaisi lagti thi, aur uska face bhi lagbhag uske jaisa hi tha.
Main to usko ek nazar hi dekh kar uska shikaar ho chuka tha. Par maine ye dukaan alag area mein ki thi, isliye mujhe sab baaton ka khayaal rakhna tha. Aur waise hi main roz shaam apni dukaan ke paas baithta tha.
Wo ek do din mein mujhe meri dukaan ke aas-paas nazar aa jati thi, aur wo mujhe dekhte hue hi jati thi. Par uske dekhne se mera bhi mann uski taraf khicha jata tha.
Uski wajah se main apni new dukaan pe zyada time dene laga. Kyunki saamne wali building mein hi uska ghar tha, aur uski khidki meri dukan ke saamne hi thi, jis par main reh-reh kar nazar utha kar dekhta tha.
Aisa silsila 2 maheene tak chala. Kabhi wo khidki par aati thi, to main usko dekhta rehta tha, aur wo bhi mujhe dekhti thi. Kabhi-kabhi mann karta tha ke usko propose kar du, par darr lagta tha.
Fir kuch dino ke baad wo ek din wo meri dukaan par aayi. Us waqt main apne dukaan mein leather naap raha tha workers ko dene liye. Tabhi mere ek worker ne mujhe awaaz di ki bhai koi aapko khoj rahi hai.
Maine usko bola: Jo bhi hai, bolo 2 minute ruke. Main leather naap ke aata hu
Fir jab main naap kar seedha baahar nikla, to baahar ka nazara dekh kar ek-dum khush ho gaya. Maine socha, ki wo meri dukaan par aa kar mujhe khoj rahi thi, to baat kya ho sakti thi.
Fir maine usko baithne ko kaha, to wo boli: Nahi theek hai. Aapse baat karni thi.
Fir maine usko convince karke baithne ko kaha. To wo baith gayi. Tab usne kaha ki usko meri dukaan ka footwear bahut pasand tha, aur uski behan ko bhi bahut pasand tha, to wo usko khareedna chaahti thi.
To maine usko kaha: Yaha order se manufacturing hoti hai, aur showroom mein jati hai. Yaha par extra sale nahi hoti. Par aap pareshan mat ho. Aapko jo pasand ho aap select kar lo.
Aur fir usne ek apne liye select kar li, aur ek apni behan ke liye pasand karne lagi. Par usko apni behan ke liye kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha tha. To usne mujhse poocha-
Wo: Kitne price ka hua aapka ye footwear?
To maine usko kaha: Aapne sahi se nahi suna, yaha par manufacturing hoti hai sale nahi. Aapko jo pasand aaye wo aap le jao.
Ye sun kar wo boli: Aisi kaise? Aap paise lelo, warna mujhe kharaab lagega.
To maine mana kar diya. Fir mere mana karne par wo maan gayi. Par usne apni behan ke liye jo chappal leni thi, wo uske liye paise dene ka boli ki doosri chappal ka main paisa doongi, aur maine bhi ok bol diya.
Tab usne kaha: Shaam mein meri behan mere ghar aane wali hai. To us waqt wo chappal mujhe dobara dekhne ka mauka milega na? Kyunki meri behan fir apne ghar chali jayegi.
Ye sun kar maine kaha: Apne ghar matlab? Aap kya doosre ke ghar rehti ho?
To wo boli: Ye mera sasural hai.
Main ye sun kar dang reh gaya aur bola: Kya aap shaadi-shuda ho?
To wo boli: Aur nahi to kya? Aapko kya lagta hai?
Maine usse kaha: Aap kisi bhi angle se mujhe shaadi-shuda nahi dikhti. Main roz dekhta hu aapko.
To usne kaha: Meri shaadi hue 7 month ho chuke hai, aur mere husband Dubai mein job karte hai.
Uske baad wo chali gayi, aur 2 ghante ke baad ek bachha meri dukaan mein aata hai, aur bolta hai-
Bachha: Wo 2nd floor wali Nisha aunty ne bulaya hai aapko ghar par.
Tab maine dukaan se uski khidki ke taraf dekha, to wo sach mein mujhe bula rahi thi, aur ishaare mein mujhe apni behan ke liye chappal bhi lete aane ko boli.
Maine waisa hi kiya, aur uske ghar pahunch gaya. Waha jaake maine doorbell bajayi to ek buddhi si aurat nikli, aur Nisha ko awaaz di ki dekho koi aaya hai. Utne mein wo aa kar mujhe andar le jati hai.
Ander le jaa kar wo mera apni family se introduction karwati hai, jaha uski ek saas thi, aur ek sasur the, aur uski behan. Fir kuch der baad uski behan ko main chappal de kar aane lagta hu, aur gate par mujhe Nisha rok kar bolti hai-
Nisha: Aap mujhe apna number dekar jaye, taaki ache se achi design ki chappal aapse maang kar main usko pasand kar saku.
Main bhi der na karte hue usko number de kar dukaan aa jata hu, aur usko sochne lagta hu.
Raat mein main apne ghar par leta rehta hu. Tab 11 baje uska messag aata hai. Main uska message dekh kar chaunk jata hu, ki usko itni raat mein message karne ki kya zaroorat pad gayi. Fir maine reply kiya-
Nisha: Hi.
Me: Hello.
Nisha: Kya ho raha hai?
Me: Kuch nahi, aapke baare mein soch raha tha.
Nisha: Kyun, aisi kya baat hai?
Me: Yahi ki aap shaadi-shuda ho.
Nisha: Kyun, aap mujhe kuwari kyun dekhna chaahte ho?
Me: Yahi ki jab se aapko dekha tha, mere mann mein aapke liye feeling aa gayi thi. Par ab koi faida nahi.
Nisha: Oho, so sad. Aap bahut late ho gaye (aur masti wala emoji send kiya usne).
Usi beech wo boli: Agar main kuwari hoti, to aap kya karte?
To maine kaha: Aapko propose karta aur kya.
Kyunki main ab usko masti-masti mein apni taraf kheench raha tha.
Tab Nisha ne bola: To abhi kar dijiye, warna kisi aur ne kar diya to aap firse late ho jaoge.
Ye sun kar main hairan hua aur usse poocha-
Me: Aap to shaadi-shuda ho, aur aap mujhse koi mazaak to nahi kar rahi ho?
Ye sun kar Nisha ne kaha: Main real mein bol rahi hu. Tum bhi mujhe pehli baar se hi ache lagne lage the. Par maine kuch nahi kaha aaj tak, aur main shadi shuda hu, isliye thoda darti bhi hu. Par shayad sab ye nahi samajhte ki ek shaadi shuda ladki ko sabse badi khushi kab milti hai. Ye nahi jaante, ki main kaise reh rahi hu. Ye sirf main jaanti hu.
Main ye sun kar ache se samajh chuka tha usko kya chahiye tha. Aur maine usse poocha-
Me: To aapko mujhse husband ka pyar chahiye?
Usne thoda ruk kar reply karte hue kaha: Haa, kya tum mere husband ki kami ko poora karoge? Kyunki main yaha roz marti hu. Agar aisa hi raha to ek din real mein main marr jaungi.
Maine ye golden chance ka poora faida uthate hue usko kaha-
Me: Haa, main tumhare husband ki jagah lene ko taiyaar hu. Par ye baat hamare aur tumhare beech hi honi chahiye.
Wo maan gayi. Fir maine usko milne ko bol diya to wo boli-
Nisha: Milne ke liye aap tension mat lo. Mera ghar kaafi hai, aur baahar se safe bhi.
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