Hello all, myself Akki from Mumbai. Apne meri previous stories padhi hi hogi. So ye story 2.5 years pehle ki hai jab maine meri ek married friend ke widow mom ko choda jo ki ghar pe akeli rehti thi.
So Kinjal meri ek achhi friend thi. Hum dono waise to kafi close friends the but main uske ghar pe kabhi gaya nahi tha. Woh uske mom ke sath rehti thi jinka naam tha Sarla.
Kinjal ke dad ki early age me hi death ho gayi thi aur she was only child so ghar me maa beti dono hi rehte the. Uske dad ka property consultant ka business tha aur khud ke Mumbai me 2 properties thi jisake rent se unka guzara ho jata tha.
Kinjal ke shaadi me usne uske mom se first time mujhe milwaya. Sarla aunty was pure gem. Perfect Indian Gujju lady. Unhe first time dekhke hi main pehchan gaya tha ki she is unused, unhappy aur away from sex since long.
About Sarla aunty. She was around 45 age. Height will be around 5.3, not so fat, no so slim, size was 34, and skin fair. So shaadi ke baad jab Kinjal ek bar apne maa ke ghar aayi thi to hamari phone pe baat ho rahi thi to usne mujhe apne ghar pe bulaya.
Mujhe instantly uski mom nazar ke saamne aa gayi, pehle to main nakhre kar raha tha. “Rehne do, ghar nahi aata hu and all.” But uske insist karne ke baad me maan gaya, waise to mujhe jana hi tha.
Fir main uske ghar gaya, hum dono baate kar rahe the. 5 minutes ke baad Sarla aunty room me se bahar aayi. She was in maxi aur was not looking normal. Maine unhe namaste kiya aur jakar paav chhuye. She was happy looking at me.
Tab mujhe Kinjal ne bataya ki mom ki tabiyat thodi thik nahi hai so mujhe mom ke paas aana pada unka dhyaan rakhne. Tabhi maine bola, “Tabiyat thik nahi thi to mujhe batana tha na, tumne kyo itni takleef li.”
Maine aunty se bhi kaha, “Kya aunty aapko kuch takleef hai to mujhe bulao na. Main Kinjal ka dost hu, itna bhi paraya mat samjho mujhe”
She smiled and said, “Aisa kuch nahi hai beta, bass socha tumhe kyon pareshan karu?”
Me- Aunty ye bhi kya baat hui. Isme konsi pareshani. Aap mujhe kabhi bhi help ke liye bula sakti ho bejhijhak.
Aunty- Ok thik hai, agli baar kuch ho to tumhe bula lungi.
Kinjal- Ha ye thik hai. Akki mera achha friend hai, he is always helpful.
Fir aunty ne kuch snacks vaigera laye. Hum tino ne baithke bate ki. Maine idhar udhar ki bate nikal ke unhe khub hasaya. 2 weeks baad mujhe ek unknown number se call aaya.
Me- Hello.
Caller- Hello Akki beta main Sarla baat kar rahi hu, Kinjal ki mummy.
Me- Namaste aunty, kaisi ho aap.?
Caller- Main ab thik hu. Actually mujhe tumhari thodi help chahiye thi, agar tum free ho to ghar aa sakte ho kya.?
Me- Ha aunty main free hi hu, abhi aa jata hu ghar pe.
Main mast ban dhan ke perfume lagake unke ghar pe 15 minutes me pohonch gaya. She opened the door, greeted me aur mujhe unhone hall me baithaya aur juice lake diya.
Me- Aunty aap to abhi pehle se kafi behtar dikh rahi ho, achhi recovery ki hai aapne.
Sarla- Ha beta, par abhi bhi thoda weakness hai aur aaj woh pathology lab me hi jana tha mujhe so isliye tumhe call liya. Kya tum mujhe pathology lab le chaloge ?
Me- Ha kyo nahi, isme bhi kya puchhne jaisi baat hai. Aapne appointment liya hai kya ?
Sarla- Ha liya hai.
Me- Thik hai chalo fir.
Main bike leke gaya tha, fir aunty ko bike pe baithaya aur hum jane lage. Apko to pata hai Mumbai ke roads are full of potholes. So bike pe kitane dhakke lagte hai. Har ek dhakke pe aunty ki body mujhse takra rahi thi.
I was really enjoying this. Mera to hard hone laga tha, par maine aise hi aunty ko kaha, “I am sorry aunty, bike pe thode dhakke lag rahe honge aapko.”
Sarla- It’s ok beta, apne yaha ke roads hi aise hai, tu to fir bhi bahut achhe se chala raha hai.
Fir tum log pathology lab pohche, jaha unko kai sare test karne the jisme maine unki help ki. She was really happy with me. Ghar jate waqt maine unko kaha, “Abhi lunch ko late hua hai. Apne lunch bhi nahi banaya hoga. Main bahar se aapke liye kuch parcel le deta hu”
Sarla- Nahi beta rehne do, iski koi jarurat nahi hai. Main ghar jake bana lungi.
Me- Aunty abhi aapne itne sare test karwaye hai. Apko rest karne ki jarurat hai. Meri baat suno main kuch parcel mangwata hu aapke ghar pe.
Hum dono unke ghar pahuche. Maine unhe pucha ki kya order karu Indian gujarati food, punjabi food, chinese ya kuch aur ?
Sarla- Waise to mujhe khane pe restrictions nahi hai, kyo na hum log pizza manwaye ?
Me- Great idea.
Fir maine 2 small size pizza order kiye. Pizza deliver hone tak hum dono idhar udhar ki bate kar rahe the, jisme jyada tar aunty meri taarif hi kar rahi thi. “Akki tu kitna achhe se khayal rakhta hai. Meri aaj kitni help ki tune”
Me- Kya aunty aap bhi. Isme kya help. Meri best friend ki best mom ke liye to kuch bhi.
Woh hasne lagi aur boli, “Tu na bahut hasata hai, tu ghar pe aata hai to achha lagata hai.”
Me- Agar aisa hai to bulao na mujhe kabhi lunch/ dinner pe.
Sarla- Tu kabhi bhi aa sakta hai hamare ghar. Main to ghar pe akeli baithe baithe bore ho jati hu.
Fir pizza aa gaya, to maine hi khud se unhe pizza serve kiya, she was again happy with me. Maine socha chalo thoda apne skills test karte hai.
Me- Aunty aap jab chhoti thi to aap same Kinjal ki tarah hi dikhati hogi na?
She smiled and said, “Ha beta, ekdum same.”
Woh uthi and unhone ek album leke aayi, unki shaadi ka album. She was looking really amazing that time. Unke photos dekhke main khudko rok nahi paya aur mujhse tareef start hui.
Me- OMG. Aunty aap to. Kya superb dikhati thi yaar aap.
Sarla- Thank you beta.
Me- Sahi me, main aapko bata nahi pa raha hu ki aap kitni sundar dikhti ho, even tabhi to aap Kinjal se bhi jyada sundar dikhti thi.
Sarla- Pata hai mujhe.
Me- Oh
Sarla- Tab mujhe shaadi ke liye kai sare proposals aate the. And she blushed.
Me- Kya baat hai aunty. Par sahi me, aap dikhti hi itni sundar thi ki koi bhi ladka aapape mar mit jaye. Agar main us time apke age ka hota to main pakka aapko propose karta.
She was little shock but happy to hear that. Fir woh thoda hasne lagi boli, “Chal paagal, kuch bhi bolta hai tu.”
Fir hum dono hasne lage aur tabhi mujhe ghar se call aaya main aunty ko bye karke apne ghar chala gaya. Fir main unke ghar pe yuhi jane laga. Mujhe to aunty achhi lagati hi thi and unhe bhi meri company pasand thi. Main wahan jata, hum dono gappe ladate aur woh mere jokes pe dil khol ke hasti.
Woh mujhse WhatsApp messenger pe bhi baat karti ki “Thank you beta, I liked your company, thanks for being so nice aur helpful.” Abhi pathology wali meeting ko exact 2 weeks hone aa rahe the. Saturday morning ko call karke unhone mujhe ghar pe bulaya. Main jaldi se unke ghar pahucha. She smiled aur greeted me.
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