Sparsh Ki Aag

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Sparsh ek aisa tohfa hai jisse hum ko bhagwan ne diya hai. Cheezo ka sparsh aur stree purush ke sparsh mein zameen aasman ka fark hai. India mein aise bohut saare mandir hai jiske baare mein school ya college ki kitaabon mein koi bhi lekh nahi hai.

Kamakhya devi mandir jisse English mein ‘Menstruation goddess’ temple ke naam se bhi pehchana jaata hai. Kaha jaata hai ki mahilaaye is mandir mein darshan ke liye jyada aati hai. Kunwari aur shaadishuda mahila apni masik peeda aur yaun samasya ka samadhan is devi ke darshan se milta hai.

Guwahati ek chhote se gao mein ghumne gaya tha. Mandir ka vatavaran bohut sundar tha. Devi ki murti se saaf dikhai deta tha. Devi ki yoni se khoon ki dhara ke roop mein kumkum aur paani mix hokar beh raha tha. Maine waha ek mahila ko nirasha janak condition mein dekha.

Main uske paas baith gaya aur puchne ki himmat jatai. “Aap ke jeevan mein koi duvidha hai kya.” Mahila ke gale mein mangalsutra pehna tha. Maine usse pani ke liye pucha.Woh chup thi. Fir main waha se uthne laga aur usne mera haath pakad liya.

Mahila ne apna nam Gehna Tomar (name changed for privacy) bataya. Maine uski taarif kehkar kaha, “Aap bhi apne gehno ki tarah khubsurat ho.” Gehna ka skin color brown dusky th umar 28 thi. Jism ke baare mein batau toh 38d-26-34.

Gehna ne mujhe kaha uska education 12th pass hai.Usne bataya padhai ke liye uske mata pita ne Kolkata bheja tha. Achanak uske pitaji ki maut ki khabar sunte hi woh Assam wapas aa gayi. Gehna ne bataya uski court marriage thi. Saas aur sasur usse bura bartaav karte hai. Dahej ke liye pareshan karte hai.

Gehna ne mujhe pucha, “Aap hi bataiye meri bujurg maa ke saare gehne dene ke baad mein kaha se dahej lau?” Gehna ne kaha uski saas ne zid laga rakhi hai ki, “Uska beta alag kamre mein soyega aur main alag kamre mein soyungi jab tak mein in logo ko dahej nahi deti.”

Mujhe bhi bohut dukh ho raha tha jab woh apni dard bhari kahani suna rahi thi. Usne kaha ki uska pati roz uske pet mein laatho se maarta hai. Uske gupt ango ko maachis ki chingari se chhuta hai Mere pairo talle zamin khisak gayi ye sab sunkar.

Gehna ke aankhen aansu bahakar laal ho gayi thi. Gehna ne bataya sharirik aur maansik peeda se pareshan ho kar iss mandir mein ayurvedic jadi buti aur devi ke darshan lene aati hai. “Par devi maa mera dard kaha samajhti hai.” Hosla dete huye maine usse kaha, “Devi maa tumhari pukar zarur sun legi.”

Kuch dino baad Gehna ki maa ka dehaant hota hai. Uske sasural waale usse kehte hai apni manhus shakal kabhi mat dikhana Main apne paise kharche karke uski maa ka antim kriyakram rivaz pura karta hoon. Gehna bilkul akeli pad jaati hai. Main usse sheher mein achchi job dene ka vaada karta hoon.

Dusre din hum bus ka intezaar kar rahe hote hai. Reservation ki wajah se saare seat full hoti hai. 2 ghante tak Kolkata jaane wali bus ka intezaar kar rahe hote hai. Bheed ki wajah se hum bus mein nahi chadte Gehna full hand blouse pehenti hai taki uski peeth par jale huye nishan par kisi mard ki nazar na pade.

Finally ek last bus mein hum dono chadte hai. Bheed hone ki wajah se hum peeche side jaate hai. Raasta kharab hone ki wajah se bus jump karti hai. Gehna ko main surakshit jagah khade karta hoon taaki usse dhakke na lage. Gehna ne bataya woh padhai mein kamzor thi.

Bachpan mein uski aawaz chali gayi thi. Usse school ke andar nahi le rahe the. 4 saal ke baad uski aawaz wapas aayi. School ke 4 saal aise hi barbaad ho gaye. Maine kaha koi baat nahi. Ghar baithe laptop pe kaam karna hai. Aapko sikha dunga. Gehna muskurayi.

Achanak bheed ka dhaka laga aur chaati ka sparsh se uske breast dab gaye. Aisa 6-7 baar huya. Maine Gehna se maafi maangi. Gehna kuch nahi boli. Shayad usse neend aa rahi thi. Gehna rone lag gayi. Maine pucha, “Kya hua, Gehna?” Gehna ne kaha pet me zor se dard ho raha tha. Woh seh nahi sakti

Maine kaha, “Koi baat nahi. Neeche utar jaate hai.” Gehna ne kaha, “Rehne do, kar lungi bardaash. Ticket ke paise barbaad ho jayenge.” Maine Gehna ko samjhaya, “Aapke dard ke saamne paise kuch nahi.” Aur main Gehna ko lekar bus se utar jaata hoon.

Road ke corner mein Gehna vomitting karne lagti hai. Main Gehna ki peeth sehlata hoon. Gehna saara paani pee jaati hai. Main aur Gehna jungle ki ore badhte hai. Talab nazar aate hi hum paani ki bottle bhar lete hai. Suraj dhalne lagta hai. Gehna ki aankhon mein darr bilkul nahi nazar aata hai.

Fir main Gehna ko jungle se wild fruits tod kar le aata hoon. Hum dono angoor khate hai. Fir main Gehna ko alag kapde pehenne ki salaah deta hai. Main taalab ki taraf jaane lagta hoon par Gehna mujhe rukne ko kehti hai. Maine peeche mood ke dekha toh Gehna ne apne boobs ko blouse se dhak liya tha.

Uski bare back exposed tha. Mujhe thodi uttejna hui. Par maine khud par control rakha. Gehna ne mujhe request kiya usko zakhmo par jadi buti ka lep lagane ke liye. Main Gehna ke kareeb gaya aur uske zakhmo par lep lagane laga.

Maine Gehna se pucha, “Aapne 8 saal tak itna zulm kyun saha?” Gehna emotional hute huye kaha, “Mujhe dhamki dete the agar maine police mein complaint ki toh mujhe jaan se maar denge. Mujhe ghar se bahar sirf mandir jaane dete the.” Dheere dheere Gehna siskarne lagi.

Maine pucha, “Gehna, kya hua?” Gehna ne naazuk aawaz mein kaha, “Aaj pehli baar kisi mard ne mujhe sparsh kiya hai. 8 saal tak mere pati ne mujhe sparsh nahi kiya. Sirf zulm kiya mujhpe. 8 saal tak mein band kamre mein tadapti rahi. Koi meri cheekh nahi sunta tha. Kabhi kabhi raat ko thande paani se nahati thi.”

Main Gehna toh batata hoon, “Lep laga ke ho gaya. Aap kapde badal do.” Gehna mujhe rukne ko kehti hai. Main kehta hoon, “Pehle aap kapde pehenlo fir baat karenge. Aapke khule jism ko dekh mera sayyam chut jayega aur galti ho jayegi.”

Gehna muskurate huye kehti hai, “Ho jaane do galti. Main apavitra ho jaaungi jyada se jyada.” Main Gehna ko samjhata hoon ke yeh paap hai

Gehna gusse mein kehti hai, “Koi bhi shaadishuda mahila agar sparsh aur sukh ke liye tadapti hai toh mard ko samajhna chahiye uski patni ko kya chahiye. Mera pati toh sirf uski maa ka ghulam tha. Meri shaadi aur mangalsutra ka koi matlab nahi.”

Gehna apna mangalsutra utarkar zamin par phenkti hai. Main Gehna ko puchta hu, “Aapko kya chahiye?” Rote huye Gehna kehti hai, “Ek parayi stree ko anjaan purush jab sparsh karta hai jiske liye woh 8 saal tadapti hai. Itna bhi nahi samajhte aap.”

Maine jaise hi Gehna ko gale lagata hoon, woh mujhe tight pakadti hai. Iss ghane jungle mein humdono ko sambandh banate huye dekh lega toh anarth ho jayega. Mere paas toh ‘Nirodh’ bhi nahi hai Gehna muskurate huye kehti hai, “Jo hoga dekha jayega.Tumhare sparsh se mera jism aag se jal raha hai.”

Maine Gehna ko mere upar let jaane ke liye kehta hoon. Gehna kehti, “Jo aapki aagya huzur,” aur mere upar let jaati hai. Main aur Gehna honthon se chumban lene lagte hai. Achanak Gehna ki saansen atak jaati hai.Woh ajeeb aawaz karne lagti hai.

Gehna kehti hai, “Daro mat mujhe meri saansein aapki saanso se milani hai.” Hum dono mein chumbhan lete huye apne saansein ek dusre ke andar jaati hai Gehna ke sukhe huye honthon ko main geela kar deta hoon. Gehna mujhe uski neck aur shoulder ka chumban lene ko kehti hai.

Main pure josh se kissing karne lagta hoon. Saath mein Gehna ke mammon ko bhi dabata hoon. Gehna ka chehre khushi se ubharta hai. Woh siskare lekar apni karvate badalti hai. Woh mujhe uske gale ko gila karne ko kehti hai aur uske nipple ko kheechne ko kehti hai.

Maine apna saliva se Gehna ka gala gila kar deta hoon. Uske nipple apne daaton ke beech dheere se kaat leta hoon Gehna zor se chillati hai. “Margayi, meri yoni bhi geeli ho rahi hai.” Gehna mujhe rukne ko kehti hai. Main puchta hoon, “Kya hua?”

Gehna kehti, “Mujhe kamar ke neeche se sari utarkar jism pe kuch nahi rakhna had. Hum dono pure nange ho jaate hai.” Main apna ling uski yoni ke andar ghusata hoon. Gehna bhi mera pura saath deti hai. Hum dono ka jism sambandh ka anand leta hai. Kabhi main uske upar. Kabhi woh mere upar. Gehna maze se kehti, “Aur zor se.” Kab hame neend lagti hai pata nahi chalta.

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