Adultery - Bus ka safar

Is ghatna ko beete 4 mahine ho gaye the. par aaj bhi wo kunaal ke saamne jaane mein jijhakti thi. Shayad ravi hi namard hai. Shayad uski kishmat mein hi yauvan ka anand lena nahi hai aur shayad kunal ke sath beete wo kshan hi uske jeevan ka sabse anand dayak pal the!
“Are neeta, itni der se taiyaar ho rahi ho? bus chhoot jayegi bhai!” Ravi ki awaaz neeta ke kaano mein padi. “Main taiyaar hoon, aap gaadi nikaliye.” Neeta apna purse utha kar bedroom se bahar aayi.

“Madharchod MD! saale ko abhi hi project report chahiye tha!” Ravi apne boss par gussa ka ijhaar kar raha tha. “tum akeli chali jaogi na? main haramzaade ke munh par report fenk kar jaldi se jaldi chala aaunga”

Ravi ke munh se gaali sun kar neeta ko vichitra laga. Kya bistar mein apne namardagi ko chhipane ke liye ravi apne shabdon mein mardanagi dikhata hai? Ya construction line mein logon ki bhasha hi aisi hoti hai? “Aap fikra mat kijiye, wahan bus stand par papa aa jayenge mujhe recieve karne, aur yahan to aap chhod hi rahe hain, banki safar to bus mein bitana hai. Chaliye jaldi, late ho jayega.” Neeta ne ravi ko ashwasan diya.

Dono gadi mein baith kar bus stand ki taraf nikle. “Madharchod! ye traffic. Bhonsdi waale anpadh ganwar sab politics mein aayenge to yahi hoga! saalon ke dimaag mein sadak banate samay ye bat ahi aati ki kal is par aur bhi gaadiyan daurengi. aaj har kutte billi ke paas gaadi hai aur road dekho, bitta bhad ka.” Horn ki awaaz ke beech mein Ravi khud par chilla raha tha. raat ke 8 baj chuke the, aur bas khulne ka time 7 baje hi tha. bus stand pahunchte pahunchte raat ke 9 baj chuke the.