Raat ke is pehar jab ghar ki har ek deewar sannaate mein doobi thi, master bedroom ke andar ek aisi gandi aur be-lagaam aag dahak rahi thi jo kisi bhi maryada ko raakh karne ke liye kaafi thi. Meera ka jism abhi bhi us adhoori bechaini aur tapan se kaanp raha tha. Usne apne bhare hue, nange jism ko us bed sheet par fela rakha tha, jahan thodi der pehle usne apne sote hue pati ke jism ke sath ek ajeeb aur khaufnak khel khela tha.
Pati abhi bhi apni jagah par ekdum be-khabar, gahri neend ki chaadar odhe sora hua tha. Uski bhaari saanso ki aawaz us andhere kamre mein ek dhimi rhythm ki tarah goonj rahi thi. Use zara sa bhi andaza nahi tha ki uski apni biwi, jise woh duniya ki sabse sharif aur gharelu aurat samajhta tha, is waqt uske bete naa milne ke karn uske pados mein nangi padi hai aur uske jism ki hawas mein paagal ho rahi hai.
If you can, please support and motivate your writer. And if you have any specific demands, please let me know. Agar aap saksham hai, to apni writer ko support karke aur motivate kar skte hai😗 Aur aapki koi specific demand hai, to wo bhi jarur btaiyega 💋
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