Tarak Mehta Ka Ulta Chasma’s Holi
bhabhi, neighbor, wife

Hello friends, I am Joy. I am from Kolkata and I am doing my graduation from City College. Now i come on my story. I am bit imaginative in writings. This you will see while reading my story. This story is based on the very popular TV serial “tarak mehta ka ulta chashma”. Today is holi and how they are enjoying their holi. Now let me come to the main story. {Night before holi festival) Jetha: Daya kal holi hay mujhe jaldi utha dena. Daya : Ha ha tappu ke papa mujhe yad hai, kal jaldi utha dunga apko. {Next morning – Holi} Bapuji: Bahu jetha utha hai ki nahi? Daya: Ji bapuji utha hai. Wo to ham sabke liye jalebi fafda lane gay hay. Bapuji: Thik hai mere liya ak cup chai bana ke do. Daya: Ji bapuji. Babitaji : Good morning chachaji Daya bhabhi hai? Bapuji: Ha hay. Tumlog betho. Bahu do cup chai jada banana. Daya: Ji bapuji abhi laye. Araya ap log kab aye. Jetha : Daya jaldi jaldi nastha paros. Babitajiiii. Ap kab aye. Iyer: Hum log abhi aye Daya bhabhi ke pass ki holi ki puja ke liye. Jetha: O ho. To Iyer bhai nasta to kar sakte ho yehai. May abhi abi garma garam jalebi fafda laya hu. Iyer: Ok jethala tab jaldi se ajana holi khelne ke liye. {10am} Jetha: Sab mard log sirf bermuda pants may or aurat petticoat and blouse may hay. Bhide: Aray Jetha mast lag rahe ho. Tarak : Jthalal itna kaya dekh rahay ho… Babitaji ko… Jetha: Ap to jantaye ho ……. Bidhe : Kisne ander kuch pehna to nahi hay. Kal mainay sabko boil diya tha or board maiy likh diya tha… Rosahn: Daya bhabi, bidhe behen aplog to mast lag rahe ho. Anjali: Ap bhi mast lag rahe ho. Sodi: Roshan mere jaan tujhe rang lagana hai. Jetha: Aj to babitaji ki boobs per rang lagana hai kisi bhi tarike say (man may bol raha hai). Bapuji: Bachho tulog holi khelo may tappu sena ko lay jaraha hu mere mandir may or uske bad mere dosto ke sath holi khelke lautege. Ha waha tappu ke school ke dost log a raha hay. To hum sab sham ko ayege. Jetha: thik hai bapuji. Bidhe: Ab to bachhe or chachaji nahi hai, hum sab khulke masti kar sakte hai. Jetha: Daya holi Mubarak. Bhagti kaha hai rang lagana hai. Daya: Ap pakro to sahi. Nahi pakar sakte ho tapu ke papa. Madhavi: jatha bhai lijiye apke liye pakra daya bhabhi ko. Rang lagaye yenko. Jetha: Thank u thank u madhavi bhabhi. May to tera blouse khol kar rang lagunga aj. Daya: Mujhe sharam a raha hay tapu k papa. Popat: Ye thik nahi hai jethalal. Holi khelna cancel. Jetha: Tere ko intna panchayat kiu. Iye mere bivi hai. Koi dusre ki patni ko laga raha hu. Madhavi : Sahi kahy raha hai…. Popat: to may kiski bivi ko lagaunga….. Bidhe: Tumhare liye hai koi …( Rita reporter) Tum don reporter hi to ho…. Lagao ak dusre ko. Popat: To ab may madhavi bhavi ka blouse kholke rang lagau? Jetha: Achha idea hai. Tarak: Jetha kaya sochrehe ho. Babitaji… Jetha: Hmmmm Sodi: Jab asay hai chalo sab auroto ka kapre utardete hai…. Sab bhagne lage. Magar Daya ne Madhavi ka petticoat ka nara khol diya or wo gir gaya. Sab mardo nay aurat ko nanga kar diya. Sab aurat ne kaha sirf hum nange hoge tum sab ko bhi nanga hone parega. Jethalal to babita ko dekh kar hosh kho gaya. Babita: Jethaji ap nanga nahi hoge to main apko rang lagane nahi dunga aur rang bhi lagaunga. Jetha: aysi bat hai. Lijiye ap mujhe nanga kijiye. Babita ne jaisai neche hua pant kholene ke liye. Jetha nay unke mamay ko jor se dabochl iya. Babita ko dard hua. Usne jethalal ka lund apne mu se kata jor se. Babita: Ab kaise laga. Jetha: Maja agaya babitaji…… ak bar aur. Daya: Tapu ke papa may kar dete hu.. bol kar daya ne kata jetha ke lund ko. Jetha: Chal udhar chal mere sath. Sodi: Roj to apni bivi ke sath hotay hai. Kiyu na aj ek dusre ki bivi ke sath…….. Roshan: Mujhe to Mehta sahib ki pichkari (lund) bahut pasand hay bilkul tere jaisa. Sodi: Chal tu Mehta sahib ko rang laga or main Anjali bhabhi ko. Sodi Anjali bhabhi ko pehle lal rang lagaya galo main, uske bad hara rang unke boobs per. Anjali : Aray sodi bhai sirf rang lagane say nahi chlega. Mujhe pichkari (lund) bhi chaiye. Sbase natural color hotay hay usmay. Sodi: Kiyun nahi abhi pichkari marta hu. Anjali ko le kar wahi kiss karne lag gaye. Iuske bad ek hath se boobs sahla raha tha or dusre hath se pussy main ungli dal raha tha. Anjali Sodi ke pickari par apna hath se pakar ke upper neche kar raha tha. Babita came there and said Anjali bhabhi “ how romantic” . Itne main jethalal piche se aya or Baibita ki boobs per rang dal raha tha. Jetha ka land Babita ke piche jaise touch kiya sakt ho gaya. Babita ko maza ayne laga or kah raha Jethaji ab choriye na. Tarak: Aj chorne ka din nahi hai bola. Aur samne se Tarak ne upna lund Babita kay pussy me dal diya aur zor se andar bahar karne laga. Babita: Mehta sab ap to chupe rustam nikle. Jethaji a bap bhi kuch kijiye. Mehta sab ap cum uner hi chorna. Daya dekha ki Jetha babita ka boobs masa raha hai. Wo chila uthi he maa Daya: Tapu ke papa ap abhi tak masal raha hai. Iyer bhai ne to do bar mere ko chod dala. Bide aya aur daya ko apni god may utha liya. Bhide: Daya bhabhi dekiya main Iyer se bhi achha hu. Club house main chalet hai, Club house main jab ye dono pauche dekha Madhavi aur popat jam kar chudai kar raha hai. Madhavi bol raha popat bauji aur jor se dhakka mariye. Itni aste nahi chalega. Ye dekh kar Daya bola dekhiye bidhe bahi kaise mujhe chod ta hai. Baad main bolna naihi ap ki ye dono behen nay apko kuch nahi sikaya. Bhide: Achhi tara sikho popat. Club house main babita aur Jetha aye. Jhetha bola yeha to housefull hay. Koi jaga nahi hai. Daya: tapu k papa jaga hota nahi hai. Banani parti hai. Dekhiye abhi bhide bhai mere ander kaise bana liya. Bide: Sikho mujse sikho tum dono (popat and jetha) Anjali , Tarak, Iyer aya or Iyer ne upna mobile camera se photo kichne lga. Dusri aur Anjali and tarak video bana liya. Ab jetha, bidhe and popat bol para humara nangi picture and video ban raha hai to tum sab ka kiyu nahi banega. Tarak : Ha Ha kiyu nahi hum bhi to nange hi kade hain. Khich lo jitney tasver tumhe chaye ya video bana lo. Usi wakt Rita reporter ander aya or bola chalo is saal ki holi tum sab ne maze kiye mera pas video ban gaya. Ab may ye tv may dikhau ga ki Gokuldam ke modern holi. Tabhi bhide daya ko chor kar Rita ke sare kapre utar diya. Bhide: Iyer bhai iski payas bujhao nahi to ham sab fas jayge. Tabhi ek samne se Iyer or piche se popat pakar ke chod dala. Tarak ne iska video bana lia. Jab Iyer ne apna pani chora tab .. Tarak: Chalo rita ko ab chor do. Wo kisi ko kuch nahi batai gi humara holi…… Sab bola utha “ asli maza sab ke sath ata hay” This is how they had their holi.