This story is part of the Policewali ko pela series
Ab aage.
Agle din mujhe shaam tak koi call nahi aaya but 8 baje raat me ek unknown number se call aaya. Maine pechan liya wohi ladki hogi. Phone pick kiya to saamne to usne bola mai wohi ladki jisne rent ke liye bola tha. Maine bola haan mujhe yaad hai. Mai kaafi der se tumhare hi call ka wait kar raha tha.
Wo boli sorry thoda late ho gayi kaam se aane me. Phir boli kya mai abhi aake saaf kar lu. Maine bola haan bilkul. Phir wo 10 min baad main gate ke pass aake call karti hai ki mai bahar hu. Mai use bahar se leke andar aata hu aur 2nd floor wala flat dikhata hu.
Ladki: wow ye bahut acha hai. Iska rent to kam se kam tumhe yaha 6-7 hazar milenge.
Me: haan but mujhe rent nahi lagana tha. Wo to tumhe pareshan dekha to papa se baat karke tumhari help kar diya
Ladki: bahut bahut sukariya tumhara.
Me: koi baat nahi. Insaan hi insaan ke kaam aate hai. Waise tumhari partner nahi safai karne tum akele karogi?
Ladki: wo apne gaon gayi hui hai. Kal subha ghar shift karte waqt wo rahegi.
Me: acha, akele ho jayega tumse itna saaf?
Ladki: dekhti hu.
Me: mai help kar du?
Ladki: bahut sukariya rahega agar help karoge to.
Me: ek shart par.
Ladki: (chaunkte hue) kya?
Me: pehle apna naam batana hoga. Abhi tak aapne nahi bataya.
Ladki: oh sorry mai rashmi aur tum??
Me: sid, tum mujhe sid bula sakti ho.
Ladki: chalo to ab madad karoge?
Me: are bilkul…
Rashmi: to ek kaam karo, ek balti aur mug lete aao. Mai jhadu leke aayi hu. Mai jhaad dungi to phir pani maarke saaf kar denge.
Me: thik hai.
Hum safai karne lagte hai. Mai use pani bhar ke de raha tha aur wo saaf kar rahi thi. Abhi tak mere dimag me kuch bhi galat nahi tha ki tabhi achanak wo mere side muh karke jhuk ke jhadu dene lagti hai. Aur mujhe uska cleavage dikhna shuru hota hai.
Thodi der dekh ke nazar hata leta hu but phir nazar pad jaati hai. Aur na chate hue bhi uske sarir ka muyayna karne lagta hu.
Rashmi, matlab maal, 25 saal umar. Bahut jyada gori nahi but badi aakhein, 5’6 height, pink lips jo ki behad patle the, lambe baal aur behad khaas chiz uska figure 34-28-34. Dekhne se nahi lag raha tha ki virgin hogi.
Khair wo safai karti rahi aur mai use dekhta raha aur fir wo uthi. Tab tak 10: 30 bajh gaye the. Maine kaha uncle gate nahi kholenge tumhara. Wo boli uska baap bhi kholega. Maine kaha lado mat, yahi ruk jao. Wo boli nahi subha uski dost aayegi to maine kaha ok.
Me: towel dete hue pasina pochne ke liye. Coffee piyogi??
Ladki: haan please
Me: please mat bolo.
Mai coffee banata hu aur wo tab tak bathroom me fresh ho jaati hai.
Me (coffee dete hue) : chalo terrace pe.
Rashmi: kyu??
Me: are coffee piyogi na, mujhe cigarette pina hai. Waise hi thodi baat bhi ho jayegi.
Rashmi: ok.
Hum terrace pe aa jaate hai. Maine ek cigarette lite ki aur usse pucha tum bhi peeti ho? Wo boli nahi. Fir mai 2 kas kheech ke bolta hu-
Me: kitna acha mausam hai na??
Rashmi: haan.
Me: waise tumhara apna ghar kaha hai??
Rashmi: siwan.
Me: ye kaha hai??
Rashmi: tumhe jyada nahi pata hai kya bihar ke baare me?
Me: actually me mujhe kuch bhi nahi pata hai yaha ke baare me.
Rashmi: bach ke rehna yaha, log tumhe loot lenge yaha… aur hasne lagti hai.
Me: bas wo tumhari jitni khoobsurat honi chahiye.
Rashmi (blush karke) : mai khoobsurat nahi hu.
Me: dekhne ka nazariya hai, meri nazar me behad khoobsurat ho.
Rashmi: agar try maar rahe ho to meri dost mujhse jyada khoobsurat hai.
Me: sirf rang se, tumse behtar figure bhi hai??
Rashmi: kya??
Me: mazak kar raha hu.
Rashmi: phir thik hai.
Me: hmm…
Rashmi: waise ek baat bolu?
Me: bilkul.
Rashmi: tum bilkul model lagte ho.
Me: bahut sukariya apka.
Rashmi: gf hai tumhari?
Me: nahi.
Rashmi: kyu??
Me: dil tuta hua aashiq hu, ab pyaar karne ko dil nahi karta.
Rashmi: to kya karne to dil karta hai??
Me: thoda bahut romance.
Rashmi: acha ji, tharki ho??
Me: kya mai tumhe tharki dikhta hu?
Rashmi: nahi dikhte to nahi ho but mujhe safai karte waqt ghur kyu rahe the?
Oops usne notice kar liya tha.
Me: ghur nahi raha tha bas tumhe dekhte dekhte kho gaya tha.
Rashmi: kaha kho gaye the?
Me: tumhari khoobsurati me.
Rashmi: nahi hu mai khoobsurat.
Me: hot to ho na, ye to tumhe bhi pata hai.
Rashmi: tum tharki ho.
Me: lagta hai saare sache insaan tab tharki hai.
Rashmi: haha…
Tabhi uska phone bajta hai. Uski partner hoti hai dusre side. Puchti hai ho gayi safai? Rashmi bolti hai haan. Phir kuch minute baar karke phone rakh deti hai aur mujhe bolti hai bahut late ho gaya hai ab mai chalti hu. Mai bolta hu chalo mai gate tak chor dunga. Wo bolti hai nahi mai chali jaungi warna log galat sochenge.
Me: log galat sochenge to kya hai hum galat ho jayenge??
Rashmi: nahi but society dekh ke bhi chalna padta hai na?
Me: hmm… mai to bas isliye bol raha tha taaki wo uncle tumse abhi phir na lade. Sorry tum chali jao.
Rashmi (mera hath pakte hue) : tum galat nahi ho, ye society kyu soch galat hai aur mai galat hu jo galat soch ki parwah kar rahi hu. Chalo mujhe chor ke aa jaana.
Mai muskura deta hu phir use chor ke wapas aata hu. Aur kuch khana banane lagta hu ki tab hi uska text aata hai “mai room paunch gayi”. Maine kaha bahut badhiya.
Rashmi: kya kar rahe ho??
Me: khana bana raha hu.
Rashmi: kya bana rahe ho?
Me: sandwich.
Rashmi: bas wohi banane aata hai?
Me: haan, indian food tum bana ke khila dena.
Rashmi: ok.
Rashmi: subha milti hu, ache se sona good night.
Me: good night.
Kahani jaari rahegi dosto. Jald hum rashmi ke chut tak pahunchenge. Milte hai next part me.