College President ka Gulam : Indian Femdom stories (Part-two) full

College of Excellence mein Nisha Sharma ne dikhaye apne tevar. Kya Naveen uske khaufnak naye rules ko jhel payega? Padhiye yeh dilchasp indian femdom story.

College of Excellence ke us vishal maidan mein chaye sannaate ko chirte hue Nisha Sharma ke high heels ki khaufnak aawaaz jab stage se door chali gayi, tab jaakar saare majboor aur dabe hue ladkon ne ek gehri lekin darr se bhari saans li. Lekin unka sukoon bas chand lamhon ka tha. Election ke din jaise-jaise kareeb aa rahe the, pure college ka mahaul kisi gulam-khane jaisa banta ja raha tha. Principal Payal Sharma, unki choti beti Neelam, aur unki sabse dominant beti Nisha ne milkar pure campus ko mard jaati ke liye ek aisi narak-bhumi bana diya tha jahan unhe saans lene ke liye bhi kisi ladki ki ijazat ki zaroorat padti thi. Nisha ka wo bhashan ladkon ke dimaag mein ek aatank ban kar baith chuka tha—*"Ek bhi vote Naveen ko gaya, toh tum sabhi mardo ko nanga karke is college mein ghumaugi aur apni jutti ke neeche masal dungi."*

Naveen ne poore system ki dushmani mol le li thi, aur uski is jurrat ki wajah se pure college ke baaki ladkon ki raaton ki neend haram ho chuki thi. Wo har din Naveen ke paas aate, usko bolte ki wo apna naam wapas lele, kyunki Nisha Sharma unhe zinda nahi chodegi. Magar Naveen ke chehre par ek ajeeb sa sannaata tha. Usne chupchaap apna parcha dakhil rakha aur piche nahi hata.

Aakhirkar wo din aa hi gaya jiska sabko darr tha—election ke natije ka din. Pure college ko ek bade auditorium mein jama kiya gaya tha. Stage par Principal Payal Sharma ek raajmata ki tarah apni unchi aalishan kursi par baithi hui thi. Unke chehre par ek ghamand bhari muskaan thi, jise dekh kar koi bhi samajh sakta tha ki wo is pure samrajya ki asli malkin hain. Unke daayein taraf Neelam khadi thi aur baayein taraf Nisha Sharma, jo abhi se khud ko college ki Student President samajh kar baaki ladkon ko apni paon ki jutti ki tarah dekh rahi thi. Auditorium ke aage ki saari seaton par college ki ladkiyan behad aaram aur ghamand se baithi hui thi, jaise wo kisi raniyo ki tarah is tamashe ka maza lene aayi hon. Aur sabse piche, bilkul deewar se chipak kar, kaanpte hue aur nazrein zameen par tikaye saare majboor ladke khade the, jinki haalat kisi pinjre mein band kutton jaisi thi.

Jaise hi election commission ke roop mein ek lady professor stage par aayi aur unhone mic par natije ka announcement shuru kiya, auditorium mein sannaata khich gaya.

"So, the results of the Student President Election are here... And the winner is—Miss Nisha Sharma!"

Pura auditorium ladkiyon ki taaliyon aur cheekhon se gunj utha. Nisha ne ghamand se apna sir uthaya, apni maa ke pair chue, aur mic ke paas aakar khadi ho gayi. Uske chehre par jeet ka unmad tha. Lekin agle hi pal, lady professor ne bachi hui details padhni shuru ki, aur wahi se sab kuch badal gaya.

"Nisha Sharma got the majority of votes... But, Naveen also managed to get a significant number of votes from the student body."Jaise hi yeh shabd mic se gunje, pure auditorium mein jese saanp sungh gaya. Payal Sharma ke chehre ki muskaan gayab ho gayi aur unki aankhein gusse se laal ho gayi. Neelam ne hairani se piche khade ladkon ko dekha. Aur Nisha? Nisha Sharma toh aag-babula ho gayi. Uska chehra gusse, ghamand aur femdom tana-shahi ke aatank se tamtama utha. Ek mard ko vote mile? Uske is pavitra aurton ke samrajya mein, jahan mard sirf pairon ki dhool hain, wahan kisi ne us harami Naveen ko vote dene ki jurrat ki?

Nisha ne jhatke se lady professor ke haath se mic cheen liya. Uske high heels ki aawaz floor par itni zor se gunji ki piche khade ladkon ke jism kaanpne lage. Usne mic par chillate hue, poore dabdabe aur nirmam tone mein pure college ke ladkon ko aage aane ka aadesh diya:

"Kamino! Tum sabhi ghatiya mardo ko abhi ke abhi stage ke samne aane ka order deti hu! Tumhari itni majal? Tumhari ye aukaat?"

Nisha ki khaufnak aawaaz sunkar piche khade saare ladke thar-thar kaanpte hue, ek-dusre ko dhakka dete hue stage ke thik samne maidan ki tarah khali jagah par aakar ghutno ke bal baith gaye. Unki himmat nahi thi ki wo upar khadi apni malkin Nisha ki laal aankhon mein dekh sakein.

Nisha stage ke bilkul kinare par aayi, usne apne dono haath apni kamar par rakhe, aur apne high heels ko stage ke edge par thoka. Uska roob is waqt kisi nirmam rani jaisa tha jo apne gulamoon ko maut ki saza sunane wali ho. Wo mic par poori taakat se chillayi:

 "Kamino! Tum sabko saaf-saaf mana kiya tha na maine? Apni zubaan se samjhaya tha ki us harami, do kaudi ke mard Naveen ko ek bhi vote nahi milna chahiye tha! Phir bhi usko vote mile? Aur mujhe poora yakeen hai, mujhe 100% yakeen hai ki tum jaise ghatiya aur neech ladkon ne hi chip kar usko vote diye hain!"

Nisha ka gussa ab har hadd ko paar kar raha hai. Wo stage par tahalte hue un dabe hue ladkon ki taraf ungli uthakar unhe poori tarah se मानसिक aur शारीरिक roop se todne wale shabd bolne lagi:

 "Ab suno! Bhale hi usko ginti ke vote mile hain, bhale hi wo ghatiya mard har gaya aur main is college ki President ban gayi hu... Lekin uske un votes ka bhugtaan tum sab ghatiya, neech aur kamine mardo ko bhogna hoga! Tum sabko apni aukaat bhoolne ki bimari ho gayi hai na? Aaj main, Nisha Sharma, is college ki nayi President, tumhari is mardangi ko hamesha ke liye apni is jutti ke neeche masal dungi!"

Auditorium mein baithi saari ladkiyan zor-zor se hasne lagi aur ladkon ko aur zaleel karne lagi Nisha ne mic par apni aawaaz ko aur nirmam aur dominant banate hue kaha:

"Is college mein mard jaati ki aukaat kewal aur kewal hum ladkiyon ke kutte aur gulam ban kar rehne ki hai! Tum log kewal humare pairo ke niche pade rehne wale kide ho, aur tum ye apni aukaat bhool gaye the! Isiliye tumne ye jurrat ki na? Ab main President ban gayi hu, ab mera naya kanoon sun lo, aur agar kisi ne isko todne ki koshish ki, toh use isi waqt nanga karke is college se bahar phekwa dungi!"

Nisha ne apni girl gang ki taraf dekha, jo unhe dekh kar ghamand se muskura rahi thi. Phir usne saare ladkon par apni nigaah dali, jo ab tak darr ke maare ro rahe the aur hath jod kar maafi mang rahe the. Nisha ne unki rona-dhona ansuon ko bilkul ignore kiya aur apna naya rules sunana shuru kiya:

"Ab naya rule sun lo tum harami ladke! Kal se... jis bhi class mein jitne bhi ladke padhte hain, wo sab ke sab class chalu hone ke thik 10 minute pehle apni-apni classroom ke darwaze par line se zameen par pit ke bal let jayenge! Tumhara pura jism zameen par hoga, aur tumhara chehra darwaze ke thik samne hoga!"

Ladke yeh sunkar dang reh gaye. Unke jism mein khauf daud gaya. Lekin Nisha yahan nahi ruki, usne is humiliation ko us hadd tak badha diya jahan mard ka wajood mitti mein mil jaye:

 "Jitni bhi class ki ladkiyan hain, wo jab class ke andar aayengi, toh wo tumhare chehron par, tumhare mu par apne-apne footwear, apni high heels, apni sandal aur apni juttiyan mu par punch kar, saaf karke andar jayengi! Tum sabhi ghatiya ladkon ko apni zubaan bahar nikal kar, bilkul chupchap ek bezubaan doormat ki tarah lete rehna hai!"

Pura auditorium ladkiyon ke thahako se gunj utha. Ladkiyan khushi se uchal padi, unhe mardo ko is tarah apne pairon ki dhool bante dekhne ka behad maza aa raha tha. Nisha ne mic par apni pakad aur mazboot ki aur har ek shabd ko bilkul saaf aur dabdabe ke sath bola:

"Class ki jitni bhi raniya hain, wo tumhari us ghatiya zubaan ko as a doormat use karengi! Wo tumhare mu par, tumhari zubaan par apne jooton ki mitti, apne sandal ki dhool saaf karke class ke andar jaakar baithengi! Agar kisi bhi ladke ko isme thodi si bhi taklif hai... agar kisi ki mardangi ko thes pahunchti hai, toh wo mard mere cabin mein aake mujhse seedhe baat kar sakta hai! Main usko apne tarike se, apni high heels ke neeche dabakar acche se samjha dungi!"

Nisha ke yeh shabd sunkar saare ladke darr ke maare thar-thar kaanpne lage. Kuch ladke toh zameen par gir kar rone lage, unhe samajh aa gaya tha ki unka bacha-kucha aatm-samman bhi ab hamesha ke liye khatam ho chuka hai. Wo ab insaan nahi, balki sirf ladkiyon ke jooton saaf karne wale jinda doormat ban chuke the.

Stage par baithi Principal Payal Sharma ne apni beti Nisha ki is ghanghor dominance ko dekha, toh unka seena ghamand se aur choda ho gyi. Unhe laga ki unka purana badla aaj poori tarah se kamyab ho gaya, unki beti ne pure mard jaati ko unke pairon ki jutti bana kar rakh diya tha.

Nisha wahi nahi rukti hai. Usne mic ko aur mazboot pakda, stage ke bilkul kinare par aayi, aur apne 6-inch ke sharp high heels ko stage ke floor par zor se thoka—*clack!* Us aawaaz se samne ghutno ke bal baithe ladkon ke kaleje kaanp uthte hain. Nisha ne unki taraf ek nirmam, ghamand bhari aur nicha dikhane wali nazar daali aur auditorium mein aur aage bolti hai:

 "Kamino! Tumhe kya laga tha? Ki kewal classroom ke darwaze par letkar humari juttiyan aur sandal saaf karne se tumhari ye ghatiya jurrat ka bhugtaan ho jayega? Itna hi nahi! Tumne jo harkat ki hai mere khilaf khade hokar aur us harami Naveen ko vote dekar, uske liye sirf doormat banna kaafi nahi hai! Tum mardo ne humari barabari karne ki sochi hi kaise?"

Nisha ka chehra gusse aur femdom cruelty se poori tarah tamtama utha tha. Stage par unki maa, Principal Payal Sharma, aur unki behen Neelam ghamand se muskurate hue Nisha ki is extreme dominance ko dekh rahi thi. Auditorium mein baithi saari ladkiyan ab shor machane lagi thi, unhe pata tha ki ab mard jaati ki bachi-kuchi izzat bhi mitti mein milne wali hai. Nisha ne mic par apna naya khaufnak aadesh sunana shuru kiya:

 "Suno tum sabhi ghatiya aur neech mardo! Ladkiyon ke footwear aur juttiyan tumhare mu aur zubaan par saaf hone ke baad, tumhara kaam khatam nahi hoga! Uske baad saare ladke apna ghatiya mu lekar chupchap classroom ke andar jayenge. Class ke andar tumhari aukaat benches par baithne ki bilkul nahi hai! Tum sabhi ladke har ek bench ke niche ya samne, zameen par ghutno ke bal bahenge, aur apna mu us lakdi ki bench par rakh kar bilkul chupchap nishabd baithenge!"

Ladke yeh sunkar dang reh gaye. Unki aankhon se aansu behne lage, par kisi mein itni majal nahi thi ki wo ek shabd bhi bol sake. Nisha ne unhe aur zaleel karte hue, unki mardangi ko poori tarah raundte hue aage bola:

"Aur jab tum apna mu us bench par rakh kar niche baithoge, toh is college ki har ek rani, is class ki har ek ladki tumhare us ghatiya mu par, tumhare chehre par poore vajan ke sath baithegi! Tumhare chehre aur mu ko as a chair, as a seat use karke hi is college ki ladkiyan apni class attend karengi! Tumhara mu humari seat hoga, aur tumhara jism humara gulam!"

Pura auditorium ladkiyon ke thahako aur unchi cheekhon se gunj utha. Ladkiyan khushi se uchal padi, unhe mardo ko is tarah apni paon ki dhool aur baithne ki kursi bante dekhne ka behad maza aa raha tha. Nisha ne un ladkon ke bache-kuche aatm-samman ko poori tarah se destroy karte hue mic par chillakar kaha:

"Mujhe pata hai ki is college mein humari sankhya ke hisaab se tum neech aur nalayak ladke sankhya mein bohot kam ho! Ladkiyan zyada hain aur tum gulam mard kam pad jaoge! Isiliye mera naya kanoon dhyan se sun lo—har ek period mein, har lecture ke baad, ladkiya change hongi! Ek period mein agar ek ladki tumhare mu par baithkar lecture sunegi, toh agle period mein dusri ladki tumhare chehre par apna poora vajan daalkar baithegi! Tumhe har ek ladki ka vajan, uske jism ka dabdaba apne chehre par jhelna hoga!"

Nisha ke is khaufnak aadesh ne auditorium mein khade har ek mard student ki rooh tak ko kaanpne par majboor kar diya. Nisha ne unhe aakhri warning dete hue kaha:

"Agar kisi bhi mard ne apna mu bench se hatane ki koshish ki, ya kisi ladki ke baithne par dard se aawaaz bhi nikali, toh use meri ye high heel apni chhati par jhelni padegi! Tum mard kewal humare pairo ke niche aur humare jism ke niche dabkar rehne ke liye hi bane ho!"

College of Excellence ke andar chaye ghanghor khauf aur sannaate ke beech, naya kanoon har ek mard student ki aatma ko raund raha tha. Har ek classroom ke darwaze par ladkiyon ke footwear par apni zubaan ragadna aur phir class ke andar unke baithne ki kursi ya furniture banna, ab yahan ke dabe hue ladkon ki niyati ban chuki thi. Lekin is pure mard-gulam samrajya mein sabse bada gunehgar, Nisha Sharma ki nazaron mein, keval ek hi ladka tha—Naveen. Wo Naveen jisne unki barabari karne ki jurrat ki thi, jisne election mein form bhar kar Nisha ke dabdabe ko khuli chunauti di thi. Bhale hi Nisha election jeet kar Student President ban gayi thi, par Naveen ko jo vote mile the, usse Nisha ke dil mein mard jaati ke liye nafrat aur zyada aag babula ho chuki thi.

Uske baad college ka agla din aata hai. Pura campus hamesha ki tarah ladkiyon ke dabdabe aur unke high heels ki aawaaz se gunj raha tha. Nisha Sharma apne aalishan aur bade President cabin mein baithi hui thi. Uske chehre par jeet ka ghamand aur ek nirmam tana-shah wali muskaan thi. Tabhi uski girl gang ki ek ladki aakar use batati hai ki Naveen aaj college aaya hai. Yeh sunte hi Nisha ki aankhon mein khoon utar aata hai. Ek do kaudi ke mard ki itni himmat ki wo itni badi beizzati ke baad bhi apna ghatiya mu lekar college aane ki jurrat kare?

Nisha ne bina ek pal zaya kiye poore dabdabe ke sath order diya:

"Uss kamine, harami Naveen ko abhi ke abhi mere cabin mein kheenchte hue lekar aao!"

Order milte hi do ladkiyan gayi aur unhone Naveen ko aadesh sunaya. Naveen, jo pehle se hi andar se poori tarah darr se thar-thar kaanp raha tha, chupchap dabe paon bina koi aawaaz kiye Nisha ke cabin mein aake khada ho jaata hai. Uska sir neeche jhuka hua تھا, haath aage jude hue the, aur uski haalat ek qasai ke samne khade bezubaan janwar jaisi thi.

Nisha Sharma apni kursi par poore roob aur ghamand se baithi hui thi. Usne Naveen ko sar se paon tak dekha aur behad dominate, nirmam aur zaleel karne wale tone mein use jaleel karna shuru kiya:

"Kamine! Teri itni himmat hui thi mere samne election mein khade hone ki? Teri ye aukaat ki tu Nisha Sharma ke samne sir uthaye? Ab sun... as a college president hone ke naate, tujhe acche se pata hai ki main tujhe ek jhatke mein is college se bahar nikal sakti hu! Tera career, tera future hamesha ke liye is jutti ke neeche kuchal sakti hu!"

Nisha ke yeh shabd sunkar Naveen wahan bilkul andar se toot jaata hai. Uska bacha-kucha hosla bikhar jata hai. Use apna career tabah hota hua dikhta hai. Wo rota hue, gidgidata hue aur bhikh mangte hue bolta hai:

"Please madam... please mere saath aisa mat karo. Main apni aukaat bhool gaya tha, mujhse bohot badi bhool ho gayi. Please mujhe maaf kar do! Badi mushkil se, bohot majboori mein main is college mein admission le paya hu. Agar aapne mujhe yahan se bhi nikal diya, toh mere paas itne paise nahi hain ki main kisi aur college mein admission le pau... please madam, mujh gulam par raham karo, mujhe maaf kar do!"

Itna bolte-bolte Naveen ke aansu floor par girne lagte hain aur wo poori tarah toot kar Nisha ke samne ghutno par baith jaata hai. Wo zameen par gir kar apni jaan ki bheekh mangne lagta hai.

Nisha Sharma us din koi formal saree ya suit mein nahi thi. Wo poori tarah se ek modern, egoistic aur high-class dominant ladki ke roop mein thi. Usne us din ek stylish top, blue tight jeans aur pairon mein trendy sneakers pehne hue the. Jab Naveen uske samne ghutno ke bal baith kar ro raha tha, toh Nisha ne ek ghamand bhari muskaan di. Usne apni kursi ko thoda piche kiya aur apne sneakers ko Naveen ke ghatiya mu ke bilkul paas laati hai. Uske sneaker ka nirmam dabdaba Naveen ke chehre ke thik samne tha. Nisha ne apni aawaaz ko aur gehra aur nirmam karte hue bola:

"Kamine! Yaad rakh, teri aukaat hamesha yahi hai... mere pairo ke neeche! Aur tune mere samne election mein khade hoke meri barabari karne ki koshish ki hai na? Aaj... aaj main tujhe bataungi ki tu mere samne kya hai. Tu kewal mere pairon ke neeche rengne wala ek kida hai, ek do kaudi ka gulam! Aur ye cheez main sirf is cabin mein akele mein nahi karungi, balki ye zillat main un sabhi ghatiya mardo ke samne dikhaungi jo tujhe apna masiha maan kar vote diye the! Unhe bhi pata chalna chahiye ki unke masiha ki asli jagah meri jutti ki dhool hai!"

Itna bolte hi Nisha ne mic uthaya aur pure college mein aadesh bhejwa diya. Usne college ke saare dabe aur gulam ladkon ko apne cabin ke bahar aur andar maidan ki tarah jama hone ka order diya.

Chand hi minto mein, saare ladke thar-thar kaanpte hue cabin ke paas aakar deewaron se chipak kar khade ho gaye. Unki aankhon mein khauf tha. Nisha ne un sabhi ladkon ke samne Naveen ki taraf dekha aur unhe ek ghanghor sabak sikhane ke liye poore dabdabe se chillakar bola:

 "Main chahti hu ki tu mere pairo ki gulami un sabhi ladkon ke samne karo, taaki in kamino ko bhi pata lage ki Nisha Sharma ke samne khade hone ka kya anjam hota hai! Tum mere samne ghutne tekkar mere joote, moze aur pair chumoge aur chatoge!"

Naveen ne bilkul bebas hokar neeche dekha aur paya ki Nisha ne us din behad aakarshak lekin uske liye khaufnak, baingani (purple) rang ke sneakers pehne the, jin par kinaron par peeli (yellow) dharariyan thi, baingani rang ke hi feete (laces) the aur bilkul safed (white) rang ke sole the. Usne thoda aur upar dekha toh use Nisha ke takhne (ankle) ki ek jhalak mili, jisse pata chala ki usne andar gulabi (pink) aur neele (blue) rang ke moze (socks) pehne the.

Achanak Naveen ko andar se poori tarah ye ehsaas ho gaya ki Nisha bilkul sahi thi. Wo is samrajya ki malkin thi aur uski mardangi uske samne zero thi. Use Nisha ki har ek baat manni hi thi, warna use itni kadi aur nirmam saza milti ki uska asar uske aane wale bacchon par bhi padta! Uska career, uski izzat, sab kuch ek jhatke mein destroy ho jata. Baat manne ke alawa us gulam ke paas koi dusra chara hi nahi bacha tha.

usne Naveen ko poori tarah apne kaboo mein kar liya tha."* Naveen ke dimaag mein ye baat patthar ki lakeer ban gayi.

Naveen ek 20 saal ki ghamandi aur dominant ladki ka poori tarah se gulam ban chuka tha—yeh kitni sharmnaak aur mardangi ko mitti mein milane wali baat thi. Beshak, us pal Naveen ko andaza bhi nahi tha ki yeh humiliation kitna zyada aur ghanghor sharmnaak hone wala tha. Lekin use jald hi is baat ka pata chalne wala tha.

Nisha ne baaki khade ladkon ki taraf dekha jo darr se kaanp rahe the, phir usne Naveen ki taraf dekha. Uske chehre par ek tedi aur ghamand se bhari muskaan aayi aur usne nirmam tone mein aadesh diya:

"Jhuko aur mere joote ke feete kholo, gulam!"

Yeh sunna hi behad apmanjanak tha. Baaki ladke dekh kar apne thuk nigal rahe the. Phir bhi, Naveen bilkul bebas hokar uske samne jhuka aur apne kaanpte hue hathon se uske baingani sneakers ke feeton ko dheere-dheere kholne laga. Uske haath kaanp rahe the, par Nisha ka dabdaba uspar haavi tha. Jaise hi usne feete khole, Nisha ne apna pair thoda aur aage badhaya aur chillayi:

"Ab mere jooton ke upar ka hissa chato!"

Naveen ek pal ke liye ruka. Usne socha, 'Yeh kya bakwaas hai?' Lekin agle hi pal, Nisha ne bina kisi raham ke apne sneaker se Naveen ke chehre par ek zordaar laat maari! Us laat se Naveen ka sir piche jhatka khaya aur uske hothon par dard hua. Nisha ne chillakar kaha:

"Abhi karo, kamine! Tumhari himmat kaise hui rukne ki!"

Naveen ne poori tarah darr kar apna sir jhukaya, apni zubaan bahar nikal kar us baingani sneaker ke agle hissa (panje wale bhaag) par lagi thodi gandagi aur dhool ko apni zubaan se chatna shuru kiya.

Nisha ne apne pair ko hilaya aur mazaak bhare nirmam andaaz mein boli:

"Itne se kaam nahi chalega, gulam! Main chahti hu ki tum is par lagi saari gandagi ko apni zubaan se chatkar saaf kar do!"

Toh Naveen ne anichha se, rote hue aur zor-zor se apni zubaan se uske dono jooton ke upar ke hisse ko chatna shuru kiya. Usne pakka kiya ki dono sneakers ke upar lagi ek-ek dhool aur mitti uski zubaan par aa jaye aur joote chamak uthein. Baaki ladke ye dekh kar khauf se kaanp rahe the ki unke masiha ka mu aaj ek jutti saaf karne wale kapde jaisa ban chuka tha.

Jab dono sneakers upar se saaf ho gaye, toh Nisha ne ek aur tedi aur ghanghor dominant muskaan di aur boli:

 "Acche ladke... tum toh bohot acche gulam bante ja rahe ho! Ab... ab mere jooton ke feete apne mu mein lo aur unhe chuso!"

Naveen ko apni zindagi mein kabhi itna apmanit aur nicha mehsoos nahi hua tha jitna us pal hua. Usne un baingani feeton ko, jo zameen par latak rahe the, apne mu ke andar liya. Usne un gande feeton ko apne mu mein dabaya aur unse gandagi aur mitti ko apni zubaan se chusne laga. Uska pura jism is ghanghor humiliation se sharm ke maare laal ho chuka tha.

Nisha ne use is tarah apne feeton ko chuste hue dekha, toh usne ek tedi muskaan ke sath baaki ladkon ki taraf dekha aur Naveen se boli:

"Tumhe pata hai gulam, main aam taur par apne jooton ke feete nahi bandhti, balki unhe jooton ke andar, apne pairon ke neeche daba leti hu! Isiliye... isiliye un feete par mere pairon ka behisaab paseena bhi laga hota hai, jiska tum is waqt mazze se swad le rahe ho!"

Aur sachmuch, jis jalimana pal Naveen ne un feeton ko chusne ka wo apmanjanak kaam shuru kiya tha, mitti aur gandagi ke alawa use ek aur namkeen, ghiraona aur ajeeb sa swad mehsoos hua jise wo pehle pehchan nahi pa raha tha. Lekin ab Nisha ke bolte hi use pata chal gaya tha ki wo swad kya tha—wo Nisha ke pairon ka garm aur namkeen paseena tha!

Naveen ka mu us gande paseene aur mitti se bhar chuka tha, use ulti aane jaisa lag raha hai, par Nisha ne use aur dabate hue kaha:

"Itni ghin mat karo, kamine! Tumhe mere pairon ka paseena ab is college mein kai baar chakhna padega... aur kaun jaane, shayad bohot baar aisa karne ke baad tum jaise gulam kide ko ye pasand bhi aane lage!"

Ek din pehle tak Naveen ne sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki wo is bigdi hui, ghamandi ladki ke pairon ke paas baithkar uske joote chatega aur uske feeton se uske pairon ka paseena chuseya, lekin ab wo wahi kar raha tha poore college ke mard body ke samne. Halanki wo bhavishya nahi dekh sakta tha, par ek baat bilkul paki thi—use uske pairon ke paseene ka wo ghatiya aur bura swad zindagi mein kabhi pasand nahi aane wala tha.

Nisha ne kuch der tak usse feete chuswaye, phir bore hote hue boli:

"Ab tum mere jooton ke feete thuk sakte ho, gulam!"

Naveen ne jhatke se un saaf ho chuke feeton ko apne mu se bahar thuka. Nisha ne un feeton ki taraf dekha jo ab uske mu ke thuk aur saaf hone se gile ho chuke the. Usne kaha:

 "Hmm... bura nahi hai. Tumne saari gandagi aur mera paseena acche se chus liya hai. Lagta hai tum thode inam ke haqdar ho, gulam!"

Naveen ne socha ki shayad ab ye tamasha khatam ho gaya, lekin Nisha ka inam toh mard jaati ke liye sabse bada narak tha. Nisha ne apna leg aage badhaya, use zameen se upar uthaya aur seedhe Naveen ke chehre ke paas lakar khada kar diya. Uske sneakers ka safed rang ka sole, jo niche se college ke corridors ki mitti, thuk aur gandagi se poori tarah kaala aur ganda ho chuka tha, wo Naveen ki naak aur mu ke bilkul samne tha.

Nisha ne poore dabdabe ke sath aadesh diya:

"Ab mere jooton ke talwe chaatkar saaf karo, gulam! Ye hai tumhara inam!"

Naveen ne bilkul gidgidata hue, rone wali aakhon se aur lagbhag bhikh mangte hue upar baithi apni malkin Nisha ki taraf dekha. Uske hoth kaanp rahe the, wo kehna chahta tha ki please ab aur nahi. Lekin uski is bebasi aur gidgidaye chehre ko dekh kar Nisha ko aur bhi zyada khushi, ghamand aur shresthta (superiority) ka ehsaas hua.

Nisha zor se muskura rahi thi. Usne bina koi raham dikhaye apne baingani sneaker ka wo ganda, mitti se sana hua safed talwa seedhe Naveen ke chehre par zor se daba diya! Us gande sole ke nishand uske naak aur chehre par chap gaye. Nisha ne chillakar kaha:

"Kis baat ka intezar kar rahe ho, kamine? Maine tumhe aadesh diya hai, gulam! Abhi apni zubaan bahar nikal!"

Naveen ke paas ab rone ke alawa koi chara nahi tha. Usne anichha se apni zubaan poori tarah bahar nikali aur Nisha ke sneakers ke gande talwon ko chatna shuru kar diya. Usne us juute ke neeche lagi saari mitti, black dust, aur na jaane kya-kya gandi cheezein apni zubaan par li aur unhe nigal gaya.

Usne apni zubaan se us sneaker ki aedi (heel) se lekar, beech ke bhaag aur aage ungliyon wale talwe tak lambe-lambe stroke lagaye. Uska pura mu mitti se kaala ho chuka tha. Jab usne uske baayein (left) joote ka talwa bilkul chatkar chamka diya, toh Nisha ne apna daaya (right) pair aage badha diya aur boli, "Ab isko bhi bilkul saaf kar!"

Naveen ne bina ruke uske daayein pair ke talwe ko bhi apni zubaan se chatna shuru kiya. Aur phir se usne jooton ke neeche lagi saari gandagi, dhool aur doosri pehchan na aane wali ghatiya cheezein apni zubaan se chati aur unhe nigla.

Cabin ke bahar aur andar khade saare baaki ladke ye ghanghor aur nirmam drishya dekh kar darr ke maare thar-thar kaanp rahe the. Unhe samajh aa gaya tha ki agar unke masiha Naveen ka ye haalat ho sakta hai, toh unki aukaat toh Nisha ke samne ek mitti ke kide se zyada kuch nahi hai. Kisi mard mein itni himmat nahi bachi thi ki wo Nisha ke khilaf apni aankh bhi utha sake.

Aakhirkar Naveen ka wo nirmam kaam khatam hua. Usne dono sneakers ke talwon ko bilkul chatkar chamka diya tha. Jab usne poori tarah se zaleel hokar, mitti se sane mu ke sath upar Nisha ki taraf dekha, toh usne paya ki Nisha use dekh kar ek behad shaitani aur ghamand se bhari muskaan de rahi thi.

Nisha ne phir se apna pair uthaya aur ek pal ke liye apne sneaker ke talwe ko poore vajan ke sath Naveen ke sir par rakh diya... jaise wo kisi mare hue janwar par apna pair rakh kar apni jeet ka jashn mana rahi ho.

"Yaad rakhna kamino," Nisha ne cabin mein khade saare ladkon ki taraf dekh kar ghanghor dabdabe se chillakar kaha, "Nisha Sharma ke samne sir uthane wale ka yahi hashar hota hai! Ab se tum sab mere pairon ki dhool ban kar hi is college mein rahoge!"

saare ladke unke samne kaanpte hue sar jhukaye khade rahe, jabki Naveen unke pairon ke paas ek gulam kutte ki tarah rota raha.

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