Hello dosto, main bahut dino bad koi story likh raha hu. Kyoki ye story mere real life se related hai, isliye boring toh hogi. Par jaisa content aage badhega aap sabhi ko story pasand ayegi. Toh ab story pe aye. My name is Suraj. Main abhi engineering ke 3 rd year mein hu. Main normal average looking boy hu. Meri koi girlfriend bhi nahi hai. Isliye aisehi roz Facebook, WhatsApp aur ISS ye hi meri life hai. Kyoki main engineering kar raha tha main gharse bahar hi rahta tha. Mere gharpe meri mom hi rahti jo ki papa ka business sambhalti hai. Papa ki death huye abhi 10 sal ho chuke hai isliye abhi gharpe hum dono hi log hai. Mom aur mere bich mein 3 year pahle bahut bada jhagda hua tha. Isliye ab hum 3 year se koi bat nahi karte the. Mom sirf monthly mere account mein paise transfer kar deti thi. Jo ki bahut jyada hote the isliye mujhe kabhi mom se bat karne ki zarurat bhi nahi padti thi. Aisi hi meri zindagi chal rahi thi. Ek din ki bat hai main college se abhi gharpe aya tha. Muh hath dhokar abhi baitha hi tha ki mujhe call aya ki, “Aap mujhe kyo miss call de rahe ho main aapko janti bhi nahi.” Agar maine firse call kiya toh woh meri police complaint karegi. Aur call rakh diya. Main shocked tha aisa kaisa mujhe call aya. Maine toh ye number bhi abhi abhi liya tha. Maine apna mobile check kiya ki dosto ne toh nahi kiya miss call. Par aisa kuchh nahi tha. Main abhi us lady ko call karne hi wala tha ki wahase mujhe call aya. “Please mujhe maff kardo maine galti se tumhe bahut jyada bol diya. Woh miss call hamare customer ka tha.” Maine bhi ok keh diya. Fir bhi us lady ne jo ki awaz se 40 ki lag rahi thi mujhe bar bar sorry kaha. Maine bhi unhe ok bol diya aur kaha ki main unse naraz nahi hu. Toh unhone call disconnect kar diya. Mujhe bhi kya shaitani suchi, maine woh number ‘Misscall girl’ ke nam se save kar diya. Ratko main so raha tha toh maine socha chalo WhatsApp kholte hai. Maine woh number check kiya. Toh mujhe dikh gaya aur maine good night wala message send kar diya with smiley. Udhar se message ane ka wait karne laga. Kuchh der bad hi udhar se message aya ki good night and sorry for everything. Maine unhe puchha, “Aap ke husband aapko kuchh kahte nahi?” Toh unhone kaha ki unke husband ki death ho gayi 10 years pahle. Ab gharpe woh aur unka beta hi hai. Maine bhi ok kah diya. Unhone bhi mere bareme puchha toh maine bhi bataya par fake identity se. Main job karta hu aisa waisa. Aise hum dono ek dusare ko ek dusare ke personal life ke bareme puchha aur badme hum so gaye. Aisehi ab hum roz ek dusare ko good morning aur good night wale message bhejte. Kabhi kabhar chatting bhi ho jati. Aisehi hi dekhte dekhte 3-4 month bit gaye. Ab hum dono mein ek achha relations ban gaya. Mujhe aur us aunty donho ko ab ek dusare ke message ka intezar rahta. Ab hum dono ek dusare se roz rat 2 baje tak toh hamesha bat karte the. Bhale hum donho ne ek dusare ki shakal nahi dekhi thi par hum donoko ek dusare se pyar ho gaya tha. Kyoki ab valentine ane wala tha maine socha ki ab toh propose kar hi dete hai. Toh maine message Valentine wala message kiya. Udhar se bhi thode der bad message aya ‘Happy Valentine’s Day’. Aur mujhe kaha ki main abhi busy hu toh thode derme bat karte hai. Maine bhi ok kaha. Aur reply ka wait karne laga. Kareeb 3 hours ke bad reply, “Sorry woh business ke silsile mein thodi busy thi.” Kyoki mujhe bharosa tha, maine kaha diya, “Mujhe pata aap apne bete se bahut pyar karte ho aur usike liye itna work bhi karte ho. Aap bahut achhi mom ho jo apne bete ke liye itna sochate ho.” Unhone bhi mujhe thanks kiya. Aur mujhe kaha tum bahut achhe ho aur bahut achhi bate karte ho. “I love you, Suraj.” Main ye message dekhkar shock hi rah gaya ki propose main karne wala tha par mujhe khud hi surprise mil gaya. “Tum jabse mere zindagi mein aye ho mujhe firse achha lagne laga hai. Main tumhe bata nahi sakti ki main tumse bahut pyar karti hu aur hamesha karti rahungi.” Rat ho gayi aur is bar kuchh alag rat thi. Mujhe kuchh 10 baje call aya kya kar rahe ho. Maine kaha kuchh nahi bas aapka hi intezar kar raha tha. Maine bhi unko kaha ki, “Main bhi aapse bahut pyar karta hu. Aap chahe kaise bhi dikhti hogi par main bhi aapse pyar karta hu.” Fir maine unse kaha ki, ‘Kya main aapko phone pe kiss kar sakta hu?” Toh unhone kaha, ‘Thik hai par bas ek kiss.” Maine bhi ok kaha diya. Aur maine kaha, “Abhi tum meri bahome ho aur maine tumhara matha apne hothose chum raha hu. Dheere dheere tumhare galo pe ab mere hoth hai.” Usne kaha, “Ha main bhi feel kar rahi hu. Bolo mujhe bahut achha lag raha hai.” Ab maine kaha ki main ab tumhare hotho ke pass hu ab humare sanse mil rahi hai.” “Ha, main bhi mahsus kar rahi hu. Please mujhe jaldi kiss karo na mujhe aur mat tadpao. Apne jaan ke sath bhala koi aisa karta hai. Jaldi karo na.” Mera haal toh bura ho chuka tha. Ye bolte bolte hi main ek bar jhad chuka tha apne underwear mein hi. Fir maine use kaha, “Ab mere hoth tumhore hotho pe hai. Ab tum bhi apna muh khol rahi ho. Ab hum donoke hoth ek dusare ke hotho mein hai. Main ab tumhare hoth chum raha hu bich bich kat bhi raha hu.” “Ab humari jeebh bhi ek dusare ke muh mein hai. Ahi hum dono ek dusare ko chum rahe hai. Tum mujhe aur main tumhe bas chum raha hu.” “Ha tum bahut achhi tarah kar rahe ho.” Aur sach batao dosto pata nahi ye scene imagine karte main apne mom ko imagine kar raha tha. Aise hi kuchh der humari phone kissing chalte rahi. Aur usne kaha ki use bahut maza aya. Woh ajka kiss kabhi nahi bhulegi. Aur maine bhi fir ek bar mooth mari aur fir main so gaya. Pata nahi jis mom ko main 3-4 sal pahle bhool gaya aaj use imagine kiya. Aage kya hua woh next part mein. Ummeed karta hu aapko story pasand ayi hogi. Aapko story kaise lagi mujhe [email protected] mein mail karke jarur bataye.
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