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76.Humraahi

Kaam ke silsile mein mujhe aqsar Madras, yaani Chennai jaana padta
hai. Vahaan humaari ek puraani cement ki factory hai jiska main do ya
teen mahine mein ek baar supervision kar aata hoon. Bombay se Madras
tak ka safar train se karta hoon. Yeh bahut lamba safar hai, takreeban
18 ghanton ka; isliye timepass ke liye main kuch kitabein saath rakhta
hoon.

Ek isi tarah ka safar mujhe hamesha yaad rahega. May ka mahina tha,
aur donon shahron - Bombay aur Madras - mein garmi thi. Maine Chennai
Express mein general compartment mein reservation kara liya tha, aur
shaam ke chheh baje lagbag meri train VT station se nikal padi. Pehle
to compartment khaali hi tha, magar jaise stations aate gaye, log
bharte gaye aur aath baje tak to train khachakhach bhar gaya. Maine
mera Godfather nikaal liya aur padhne laga. Bore hone par aaspaas ke
logon par nigaah ghuma leta tha.

Voh mere saamne vaali seat par hi baitha tha. Achanak meri nazar
uspar padi, to voh khidki ke baahar dekhne laga. Mujhe laga yunhi dekh
raha hoga. Magar yahi baat pandrah minute baad phir se huyi. Maine
andekha kiya. Teesri baar bhi jab maine use ghoorta huva paaya, tab
Godfather mein Sonny Corleone ke marne ke scene mein bhi mera dil na
laga. Kitaab aade rakh tirchi nazar se main use parakhne laga.

Ladka jawaan tha - 25 saal ka hoga, meri bhi umar utni hi thi tab.
Safed shirt pehna tha - half sleeves - aur ek cream color ka jeans.
Uske chehre par sabse akarshit karne waali cheez uski naak thi. Lambi
thi, magar bhaddi nahin aur ek seedhi line mein uske chehre se door
jaati thi. Uske naak ke bilkul nazdeek uski aankhen thi - badi badi -
jo us naak ki sundarta aur badhati thi. Voh saavla tha, magar aisa
lagta tha ki voh pehle gora raha hoga aur usne dhoop mein mehnat karke
apna rang gaadha kiya hoga. Uske baal bilkul seedhe the, aur lambe, jo
usne side partition mein ugaaye the. Chaati bhi mehnat karne waale ki
thi. Pet ka naamonishan nahin dikh raha tha. Us raat ke safar mein,
aur mere akelepan mein, voh mujhe behad hi sundar dikhne laga.

Phir to main bhi use chup chup ke dekhne laga. Meri shaadi ho chuki
thi tab, magar use dekhkar mujhe bachpan ki yaad aayi. Us din ki, jab
maine aur mere dost Hitesh ne school ke ek bathroom mein jaakar ek
doosre ko svarg dikhaya tha. Meri patni se mujhe voh sukh nahin mila
tha. Aur ab yeh mauka mujhe naseeb se mila tha. Mauka to tha, magar
himmat nahin.

Raat huyi. Log khaana khaakar apni-apni sone ki jagah banaane lage.
Main sona nahin chahta tha. Magar mere bagal vaale logon ko sona tha.
Isliye mujhe unhen seat giraane dena pada. Meri seat nichli thi,
isliye main kuch der baitha reh saka. Voh bhi utha. Uske bagal vaale
logon ne bhi apni seatein gira di. Phir voh neeche baitha. Main bahut
khush hua. Uski seat bhi nichli hi thi. Yaani main use raat bhar dekh
sakunga. Ek-ek karke lights band hone lage. Ab sirf compartment ke
beech vaale dim bulbs chaalu the. Main use theek se dekh to nahin
sakta tha, magar voh mere bagal mein hai, isi se mere jeans mein kuch
hararat hone lagi. Maine uski taraf munh kiya. Uska munh bhi mere
taraf hi tha. Magar kuch hulchul nahin thi. Shaayad voh so gaya tha.
Main use dekhte raha. Pata nahin kab, train ke maadak thapedon se,
mujhe bhi neend aa gayi.

Achanak train ruki to main uth gaya. Dekha to ek station aaya tha. Ab
station ka naam to mujhe yaad nahin, magar itna pata hai ki train
yahaan kam se kam dus minute rukti hai. Main utha, apni taangein lambi
ki, aur train se baahar nikla. Itni raat mein bhi vada paav aur chaai
waale platform par apna dhandha kar rahe the. Maine ek chaai li. Jeb
mein se cigarette nikaal kar jala li. Pehli kash se hi meri neend ud
gayi. Tab meri saansein ruk gayi. Dekha to voh mere saamne hi khada
tha. Itne kareeb tha ki meri himmat badh gayi. Maine cigarette ka
packet uski taraf badhaya.

"Thank you," usne kaha aur ek cigarette le li. Maine use lighter ki
aag di.
"Kahaan jaa rahe ho?" maine poocha.
"Chennai. Aur aap?"
"Main bhi Chennai."
Usne sir hilaaya. Pal bhar ke liye shaant raha phir achanak bola,
"Achchi choice hai aapki."
"Huh?" maine poocha.
"Godfather," usne kaha. "Maine do baar padhi hai."
"Oh! Maine bhi," maine kaha. "Matlab maine bhi ek baar pehle padhi hai."
"Chennai mein kahaan rahoge?" usne poocha.
"Humaari ek factory hai Egmore mein," maine kaha. "Vahin ek flat hai."
"Egmore!" usne kaha. "Vahin ek cement factory mein main kaam karta
hoon. Overseer hoon."
"Meri bhi cement ki hi factory hai. National Cement," maine kaha.
Voh hansa. "To aap mere boss hue, sir."
Main bhi hansa. "Chalo achcha hai. Achcha saath mila."

Hum train mein ghuse. "Mujhe factory ke baarein mein bataana," maine
kaha.
Magar train mein baat karna aasaan nahin tha. Aaspaas ke log soye the
aur humaari seats kuch doori par thi. Mujhe factory ka haal bhi jaanna
tha aur us mard se baatein bhi karni thi. Utne mein usi ne kaha, "Agar
aapko koi problem nahin hai to main aapke seat par aakar let jaaoon?
Phir hum baat kar sakenge."
Bus, mujhe aur kya chahiye tha? Maine ishaara kiya aur voh aa gaya.
Seat bahut patli thi, aur hum donon ko bahut nazdeek hona pada. Hum
donon peeth par laite the, magar phir jagah na hone ke kaaran side par
ho gaye. Main uski taraf aur voh meri taraf. Maine meri chaddar us par
daal di. Usne apna haath mere shareer par kas diya.

"Hum jo karne waale hai, usse aapko koyi problem to nahin hai?" usne
mujhe poocha.
Meri saans atak gayi. "Nahin," maine sirf honth hilaaye.
"Pata hai aapko dekhte hi mere man mein kya khayaal aaya tha?" usne
kaha.
"Kya?"
"Ki aap meri gaand maaroge to mujhe kaisa lagega." Usne mere lund par
apna haath rakh liya.
"Kabhi gaand marwayi hai?"
"Haan," usne kaha. "Har promotion se pehle ek baar."
"Meri factory mein bhi?"
"Haan. Aapki factory mein bhi."
Maine kuch nahin kaha. "Lekin train mein main teri gaand nahin maar
sakunga."
"To kya hua? Hum bahut kuch kar sakte hai."

Maine uske shirt ke buttons utaare aur haath andar daala. Uske
nipples dabaaye. Phir apna munh neeche karke unhein choosa. Kaata.
Nipples kadak hue. Mera lauda uske laude se bhid raha tha. Donon khade
the. Usne mere jeans ka zip khola aur laude ko apne haath mein le
liya. Uska thanda haath mere garam lund par qayamat dhaa raha tha.
Maine bhi phir uska zip khol diya. Uska lauda mere haath mein tha. Hum
ek doosre ke lund dabaa rahe the. Train hil rahi thi, aur usi taal
mein humaare haath bhi hil rahe the. Jaise train ne apni raftaar
badhaayi, humaare haath bhi tezi se chal pade. Ooper humaare honth ek
chumban mein bandh gaye the aur neeche humaari haathgaadi chal rahi thi.
"Chhodega?" usne poocha.
"Haan," maine kaha.
Uski munh se ek karaah nikli, aur mera haath geela hua. Ek paraaye
mard ka ras mere haath mein hai, is ehsaas se mera bhi maal uske haath
mein nikal gaya. Humne us ras se apne laude geele kiye aur use sookhne
tak phailaate gaye. Us saari raat humne teen baar maal chhoda.

Subah huyi. Hum utarne ke liye taiyaar the. "Tera ghar hai Chennai
mein?" maine usse poocha.
"Hai," usne kaha. "Magar vahaan bahut log rehte hai."
"To mere flat mein reh le. Vaise bhi jab main nahin hoon tu uski
dekhbhaal kar sakta hai."
"Aur bhaada?"
Maine uski taraf dekha. Uske kandhe par haath rakha aur ek mastibhari
hansi ko rok nahin paaya. Jab voh baat samjha to voh bhi jor jor se
hansne laga. Aaspaas ke log samajh nahin paaye ki kya baat hai.

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