Mera naam Rajveer hai. Main 26 saal ka hoon aur main ek Railways mein Ticket Collector hoon. Mera posting kaam chhote se station, Gwalior par hua hai. Main rehne ke liye ek chhote se musafir khane mein rehta hoon. Wahan bohot se log rehte hain jo aate jaate rehte hain. Ek din raat ko jab main nasta kar ke apne kamre mein aa raha tha, toh wahan ek nayi family dekhi. Ek naveli dulhan apni saas ke saath aayi hui thi.
Dulhan ka naam Meera tha. Uska gora rang, patli kamar, aur badi-badi aankhein dekhkar main deewana ho gaya. Uski umar shayad 20-21 saal thi. Usne laal colour ka suit pehna hua tha. Jo shadi ke aam-jaise mehndi ki raat pehne jaate hain. Uski saas ne kaha, “Hum log yahan 2-3 din rukenge isliye yahan kuch bhi dikkat nahi hogi.”
Maine haan kar diya aur apne kamre mein chala gaya. Par Meera ko dekh kar mera lund khada ho gaya tha. Maine socha ki isse kaise chodu.
Raat ko jab main paani lene gaya, toh dekha ki Meera kitchen mein khadi hui. Usne shayad apne pati ko yaad kar kar ro rahi thi. Uske aankhon se aansu aa rahe the. Main uske paas gaya aur kaha, “Kya baat hai Meera ji? Aap ro kyun rahi ho?”
Meera ne apna munh dhokar kaha, “Kuch nahi.”
Maine uska haath pakda aur kaha, “Bataiye na, shayad main koi kaam aa sakun.”
Meera ne ghabra kar haanth chhutaya aur boli, “Mera pati toh mujhe chhod ke gaya hai, usne koi aur ladki se shaadi kar li hai.”
“Uska bada nuksan hai Meera ji, aap jaisi khubsurat ladki ko chhodna iska matlab hi pagalpan hai,” maine kaha.
Usne muskuraayi. “Aap aache hain.”
Maine unke haanth par apna haanth rakh diya. Usne nahi hataya. Maine dheere se uski taraf badha aur uski kaan mein kaha, “Mujhe aapke saath kuch zyada hi karna hai. Kya hum kahin chal sakte hain?”
Meera ne ghabra kar kaha, “Yahan kaise? Itni bheed hai.”
“Bheed toh hai par waiting area ke bahar ek isolated corridor hai, wahan koi nahi hai,” maine kaha.
Meera ne ek second socha aur phir halki si muskuraahat de kar haan kar di. Maine uska haath pakad kar use wahan le gaya. Wahan pura andhera tha, sirf station ki halki roshni aa rahi thi.
Jaise hi wahan pahunche, maine Meera ko apni baahon mein bhar liya. Wo mere chhati se chipak gayi. Maine uski gardan par kiss kiya. “Rajveer… koi aa jayega,” usne ghabrate hue kaha.
“Chinta mat, main hoon na,” maine kaha aur uski honthon par apne honth rakh diye.
Hum kiss karne lage. Uski jeebh meri ……
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