Indian Femdom Stories ki duniya mein dekhiye Ravi ki kahani, jo apni brilliant Professor Madam Avantika ke charno mein surrender kar deta hai. Kya ye junoon use barbaad kar dega? Ravi ek aisa loser student hai jo Madam Avantika ki intelligence ka bhakt ban jata hai. Ek aisi desi Femdom stories jo aapko submission aur power dynamics ka naya chehra dikhayegi.

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Yeh kahani hai Ravi ki, ek aisa ladka jo apne college life ke sabse bure daur se guzar raha tha. Lekin uske dukh ka kaaran sirf padhai nahi thi, balki ek aisi obsession thi jo uske wajood ko puri tarah nigal chuki thi. Ye kahani hai Ravi aur uski Professor, Madam Avantika ki.

College ke bade se lecture hall mein, jahan 100 se zyada students baithte the, wahan Ravi ki haisiyat deewar pe lagi hui purani paint ki papdi se zyada nahi thi. Woh hamesha se hi khud ko Madam Avantika se inferior, tucch aur mamooli samajhta tha. Lekin pichle semester ke university results ne is baat par pakki mohar laga di thi ki Avantika Madam sirf usse superior hi nahi thi, balki Ravi ke saamne wo Ishwar ka roop thi, aur Ravi unke 6 inch unchi heels ke neeche dabi hui dhool ke barabar bhi nahi tha.

Madam Avantika college ki sabse strict aur intelligent professor maani jaati thi. Unka record tha ki aaj tak kisi bhi sawaal ka jawab unhone galat nahi diya tha. Pichle saal, jab unhone apni PhD thesis submit ki thi, toh university ke itihaas mein pehli baar kisi professor ko sabhi parameters par 100% score mila tha. 7 alag-alag research papers, aur sab mein perfect 100/100 score. Yeh ek aisa historic record tha jo shayad agle 100 saalon mein bhi koi tod nahi sakta tha. Woh perfection ki misaal thi.

Dusri taraf Ravi tha. Usi semester mein Ravi ke marks aaye the – 22.6%. Sirf fail hi nahi, balki sharmnaak tarike se fail. Ravi aur Madam Avantika ke beech ka faasla zameen aur aasmaan ka nahi, balki ek keeda aur brahmand ka tha.

Classroom mein Ravi hamesha last bench par, sabse kone mein chup kar baithta tha. Uski nazrein board par kam aur Madam Avantika par zyada hoti thi. Madam Avantika ki personality hi kuch aisi thi jo Ravi ko andar tak hila deti thi. Woh lambi thi—bahut lambi. Ravi ki height mushkil se 5'5 thi, jabki Madam Avantika bina heels ke hi 5'9 thi. Aur jab wo apni black pencil skirt aur formal shirt ke saath high pencil heels pehenti thi, toh wo kareeb 6 feet ki lagti thi. Unka qad Ravi ke liye kisi pahad jaisa tha jiske saamne wo bas gidgida sakta tha.

Ravi unhein dekhta rehta. Wo sirf lambi hi nahi, balki behad khoobsurat aur intimidating thi. Unki aankhon mein ek aisa guroor (pride) tha jo kisi ko bhi jhukne par majboor kar de. Class ke kayi ladke unke baare mein baat karte the, unki sundarta ki taareef karte the, lekin kisi ki himmat nahi hoti thi ki unse nazrein mila sake. Wo kisi ko bhaav nahi deti thi. Unke liye students bas kachi mitti ke wo putle the jinhein wo apne gyaan se shape de rahi thi, ya phir kuch Ravi jaise—jinhein wo reject kar chuki thi. You read this Indian femdom stories on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Ravi ki hamesha se ye tamanna thi ki kaash wo Madam Avantika ke dimag ka sirf 1/1000000 hissa bhi hasil kar le, toh wo pass ho jayega. University mein baar-baar fail hone se uska self-confidence kaanch ki tarah toot kar bikhar chuka tha. Use lagta tha ki uska dimaag band ho chuka hai, jaise kisi ne taale ki chabi phek di ho.

Agle exams sar par the. Final year ke exams. Agar is baar Ravi fail hua, toh use college se nikaal diya jaata. Lekin padhai? Wo toh jaise uske bas ki baat hi nahi rahi thi. Kitaben kholte hi use chakkar aane lagte. Use dar tha ki is baar phir wo buri tarah zaleel hoga. Or dusri taraf Pure college ko umeed thi ki Madam Avantika is saal Best Professor ka award jeetengi aur ek naya academic record set karengi. Aur Ravi? Ravi ne bhi socha tha ki is baar wo pass ho jayega. Usne koshish ki. Raat-raat bhar jaag kar padhne ki koshish ki. Lekin confidence nahi aa paa raha tha. Jo bhi wo yaad karta, agle din dimaag se aise saaf ho jaata jaise kabhi wahan tha hi nahi.

Ek din class mein Madam Avantika ne Ravi ko khada kar diya.

Ravi," unki awaaz pure hall mein goonji, sakht aur thandi. "Tum class mein sharir se toh maujood ho, lekin tumhara dimaag kahin aur hai. Batao, maine abhi kya explain kiya?"

Ravi ke haath-pair thande pad gaye. Wo bas neeche dekhta raha, unki chamakti hui heels ki taraf. Jubaan se ek shabd nahi nikla.

Madam Avantika ne ek gehri saans li, jo irritation se bhari thi. "Baith jao. Tumhare jaise students iss university ke standard ko duba rahe hain. Tumhe padhana deewar par sar maarne jaisa hai. Tumhara kuch nahi ho sakta."

Wo line—"Tumhara kuch nahi ho sakta"—Ravi ke dimaag mein teer ki tarah chub gayi. Us raat, Ravi ki khud se saari umeedein toot gayi. Usne sheeshe mein khud ko dekha aur use apne aap par ghinn aayi.

"Main padh nahi sakta... main barabari nahi kar sakta," Ravi ne khud se badbadaya. "Main unke dimaag ka muqabla nahi kar sakta. Wo Insaan nahi hain, wo Devi hain. Aur Devi se muqabla nahi kiya jaata... unki pooja ki jaati hai."

Andhere kamre mein baithe-baithe Ravi ke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa junoon sawar hua. Ek transformation hua. Student mar gaya, aur ek bhakt paida hua.

"Haan, main Madam Avantika ki pooja karunga," usne dheere se kaha, jaise koi shraap sweekar kar raha ho. "Main unka bhakt ban jaaonga. Agar main unke dimaag tak nahi pahunch sakta, toh main unke pairon mein hi apni jagah bana loonga. Main apna pura jeevan, apna aatmasamman, sab kuch unke pavitra charno mein samarpit kar doonga."

Ravi ne Madam Avantika ka bhakt banne ki tayaari shuru kar di. Padhai ki kitabein side mein phek di gayi. Ab uske liye syllabus badal chuka tha. Uska naya subject tha—Madam Avantika ke Charandhool (foot dust).

Usne poori raat jaag kar Madam Avantika ki pooja ke liye ek special prayer likhi. Ye koi sadharan prarthana nahi thi, ye ek ghulam ki arzi thi apni malkin ke liye. Usne ek mantra bhi banaya, jo uske fail hone ke darr ko khatam karke use samarpan ki shakti de sake. Lekin pooja ke liye murti ki nahi, balki sakshaat charno ki zaroorat thi.

Ravi ne apna purana high-resolution camera wala phone aur ek chota tripod bag mein daala aur agle din college ki taraf nikal chala. Uske dil ki dhadkan tez thi, par darr nahi tha, ek ajeeb si excitement thi. Aaj class mein padhai nahi, 'Darshan' hone wala tha.

Class shuru hui. Madam Avantika podium par khadi hokar lecture de rahi thi. Unhone aaj black color ki open-toe heels pehni thi. Unke pair goro-chitte aur perfectly pedicured the, aur unki heels ki awaaz tak-tak-tak karke Ravi ke dimaag par hathode ki tarah lag rahi thi. Ravi ne chupke se apna bag table ke neeche rakha aur phone ka camera on kiya. Wo front row ke side mein baitha tha jahan se podium ka neeche ka hissa saaf dikhta tha.

Jab Madam Avantika blackboard par kuch likhne ke liye ghoomi, Ravi ne mauka dekh kar neeche se zoom kiya. Click. Click.

Usne chupke se Madam Avantika ke paeron ki kayi photos click kari. Kabhi jab wo weight shift karti, kabhi jab wo chalti. Ek shot toh perfect tha—jab wo thak kar chair par baithi aur unhone apna ek pair thoda sa heel se bahar nikaala aur use hawa mein latkaya. Ravi ki saansein atak gayi. Wo nazara uske liye kisi jannat se kam nahi tha.

Ghar wapas aakar Ravi ne wo saari photos computer mein daali. Usne dhyan se 5 sabse behtareen photos select kiye. Unme se 1 photo masterpeice thi—usme Madam Avantika ka poora talwa (sole) dikh raha tha. High resolution hone ki wajah se talwe ki har ek lakeer saaf dikh rahi thi. Skin ka texture, heel ki shape, aur sabse khaas—unke talwe par lagi hui halki si sadak ki dhool.

Ravi ne turant market jaakar wo 5 photos bade glossy poster paper par print karvaayi. Shop wale ne bhi use ajeeb nazron se dekha, par Ravi ko ab duniya ki sharam se koi matlab nahi tha.

Apne room mein aakar usne darwaza lock kiya aur curtains laga diye. Deewar par se purane certificates aur calendars hata diye. Ab wahan sirf uska naya mandir banne wala tha. Beech mein usne wo sabse bada poster lagaya jisme Madam Avantika ka talwa (sole) zoom-in karke dikh raha tha. Uske dono sides mein 2-2 aur posters lagaye jisme unke feet alag-alag angles se dikh rahe the.

Ravi us bade poster ke saamne khada ho gaya. Photo itni clear thi ki wo dhool ke kan (particles) bhi gine ja sakte the jo Madam Avantika ke pairon mein college aate waqt lag gaye honge. Ravi us talwe ko dekhta hi reh gaya. Uske liye wo dhool, duniya ke sabse mahenge heere se bhi zyada keemti thi. Wo dhool uss Devi ke sparsh se pavitra ho gayi thi.

"Main yehi hoon," Ravi ne khud se kaha. "Meri aukaat yahi hai."

Usne ek bada permanent marker liya. Poster ke paas gaya aur kampte haathon se us talwe ki photo par, jahan sabse choti, sabse mamooli dhool ka kan dikh raha tha, wahan ek teer (arrow) banaya. Aur us teer ke aage bade aksharon mein likha— RAVI. You read this desi Femdom stories on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Usne khud ko define kar diya tha. Wo Madam Avantika ke talwe par lagi wo dhool tha jise wo roz jhatak deti thi, lekin jo unke saath chipka rehna chahta tha.

Iske baad shuru hua wo exotic ritual. Ravi ne thande paani se nahaya, bilkul waise jaise mandir jaane se pehle karte hain. Usne saaf kapde pehne. Pure kamre mein agarbatti jalayi taaki mahaul pavitra ho sake. Phir wo us bade poster ke saamne ghutno ke bal baith gaya.

Usne haath jode, aankhein band ki aur sar ko zameen par tika diya, theek us poster ke neeche.

"Hey Gyan ki Devi, Hey Malkin Avantika," Ravi ne apni banayi hui prayer shuru ki. "Main aapka sabse nalayak, sabse tucch student hoon. Mere paas dimaag nahi hai, par mere paas shraddha hai. Main aapki barabari karne ki galti dobara nahi karunga."

Ravi ki aankhon se aansu nikalne lage. Ye aansu dukh ke nahi, balki surrender ke the.

"Main pass hone ke liye padhunga nahi, main bas aapke charno ki dhool banunga. Mujhe pass kar do Devi. Apne pairon ki khaak samajh kar mujh par reham karo."

Usne apni aankhein kholi aur marker se likhe hue apne naam 'Ravi' ko dekha jo us talwe ke neeche dabba hua tha. Use ek ajeeb sa sukoon mila. Use laga ki yahi uski asli jagah hai. Agar wo dhool ban kar unke saath rahega, toh wo kabhi fail nahi hoga, kyunki Madam Avantika kabhi fail nahi hoti.

Raat gehri hoti gayi, lekin Ravi soya nahi. Wo wahin poster ke neeche, zameen par leta raha. Sone se pehle, usne apni mala haath mein li aur wo mantra jaap karna shuru kiya jo usne khud banaya tha.

(Malkin Avantika ke charno mein hi meri sharan hai).

Ek baar nahi, do baar nahi, usne poore 100 baar ye mantra repeat kiya. Har mantra ke saath, uska darr khatam hota gaya aur ek naya vishwas paida hua. Wo vishwas ki ab use koi kitab padhne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Ab wo unke pairon ke connection se pass hoga.

Jab aakhiri baar usne "Samarpit" kaha, toh usne uth kar us bade poster par bane talwe ko chum liya. Thande kaagaz par uske honth lage, lekin Ravi ko laga jaise usne sakshaat Madam Avantika ke garm pairon ko chu liya ho.

Ab Ravi ko exam ka darr nahi tha. Kyunki ab wo student nahi raha tha. Wo ek cheez ban gaya tha. Ek aisi cheez jo Madam Avantika ke pairon ke neeche rehti hai, aur wahan rehne wale ko koi fail nahi kar sakta. Ravi ne light band ki aur sukoon ki neend so gaya, sapne mein bhi wo unhi heels ki awaaz sun raha tha—*Tik... Tok... Tik... Tok...* jo uski kismat likh rahi thi.

agle din exam ka suraj uga.

Exam hall ka mahual kisi shamshan jaisa shaant aur gambheer tha. Hawa mein sirf kagaz ke palatne ki awaaz aur students ki ghabraahat tair rahi thi. Ravi apni seat par baitha tha, aur kismat dekhiye, Madam Avantika khud us exam hall mein invigilation duty par thi. Wo hall ke aage ghoom rahi thi, unki sharp heels ki awaaz—*tak... tak... tak*—sannate ko cheer rahi thi.

Paper Ravi ke haath mein aaya. Jaise hi usne pehla sawaal padha, uska dimaag blank ho gaya. Sawaal kisi alien language mein lag rahe the. "Thermodynamics ka second law..." "Organic Chemistry ke reactions..." Ravi ke haath se paseena nikalne laga. Use laga ki wo phir se fail hoga, aur is baar fail hone ka matlab tha college se humesha ke liye out. Uski saansein tez ho gayi.

Lekin tabhi, uski nazar saamne ghoomti hui Madam Avantika par padi. Wo kisi samrajya ki raani ki tarah chal rahi thi. Unka chehra sapaat (expressionless) tha, aankhon mein wahi thandak. Ravi ki nazar neeche phisli... unke pairon par. Aaj unhone black formal trousers aur pointed black heels pehni thi. Wo heels zameen par padti, toh lagta jaise zameen ko hukum de rahi hon ki 'yahan tiko'.

Achanak Ravi ke dimaag mein kal raat ka wo scene ghoonj gaya. Wo poster, wo mantra, aur wo samarpan.

"Main akela nahi hoon," Ravi ne man hi man khud ko yaad dilaya. "Mera dimaag mera nahi hai, ye Malkin Avantika ka hai. Main toh bas unke pairon ki dhool hoon."

Ravi ne apni aankhein band ki aur gehri saans li. Usne visualize kiya ki wo abhi exam hall mein nahi, balki apne kamre mein us poster ke saamne leta hua hai, aur Madam Avantika ka bhari pair uske sar par rakha hua hai.

Jaise hi usne aankhein kholi, chamatkaar hua. Jo questions abhi tak use Hebrew lag rahe the, achanak unke answers uske dimaag mein floating images ki tarah aane lage. Ye Ravi ka gyaan nahi tha, ye wo energy thi jo usne kal raat apne samarpan se hasil ki thi. Usne pen uthaya aur likhna shuru kiya.

Uska haath machine ki tarah chal raha tha. Ek ke baad ek, wo answers likhta gaya. Beech-beech mein jab wo atakne lagta, wo bas Madam Avantika ke chalte hue pairon ko dekh leta, aur answer turant yaad aa jaata. Wo pair uske liye Wi-Fi signal ki tarah kaam kar rahe the.

Jab exam khatam hua, Ravi ko vishwas nahi ho raha tha. Usne 100% paper attempt kiya tha. Risk tha, shayad kuch galat ho, lekin pass hone laayak marks toh confirm the. Hall se bahar nikalte waqt use ek ajeeb si high feeling aa rahi thi. Ye jeet uski padhai ki nahi thi, ye jeet uski 'Bhakti' ki thi.

"Mujhe unhein batana hoga," Ravi ne socha. "Bhakti ka fal mila hai, toh Bhagwaan ko bhog lagana zaroori hai."

Ravi pure college mein Madam Avantika ko dhoondne laga. Finally, library ke shant kone mein use wo dikhi. Library bilkul khaali thi, sirf kitabo ki mehak aur AC ki halki gunjan thi. Madam Avantika ek shelf ke paas khadi thi. Aaj unhone navy blue colour ka ek sharp business suit pehna tha, jo unki body par bilkul fit tha. Wo upar wale shelf se koi moti reference book nikaalne

ki koshish kar rahi thi. Unki height 5'9 hone ke bawajood book thodi upar thi, jiske liye unhein apne toes par stretch karna pad raha tha. Ye nazara dekh kar Ravi ke andar ka bhakt jaag utha.

Ravi dabe paon unke paas gaya.

"Excuse me, Madam... Main apki kuch madad karoon?" Ravi ne eka-ek piche se poocha.

Madam Avantika chonki aur peeche mudi. Unke chehre par wahi strict look wapas aa gaya. "Mr. Ravi? Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho? Aur nahi, I don't need help. Maine book nikaal li hai." Unhone book ko apne haath mein pakadte hue kaha. "Thanks anyway."

Wo jaane ke liye mudi, lekin Ravi ki himmat aaj kuch aur hi level par thi.

"Madam, main aapse kuch kehna chahta hoon... kuch bohot zaroori," Ravi ne nervousness mein kaha, uska gala sookh raha tha.

Avantika ruk gayi. Unhone ek eyebrow upar ki aur cold expression ke saath dekha. "Kya baat hai? Jaldi bolo, mere paas waqt nahi hai waste karne ke liye. Agar ye exam ke baare mein hai, toh result ka wait karo."

"Nahi Madam, result toh mujhe pata hai. Main pass ho jaoonga," Ravi ne ab thoda confidence gather karte hue kaha. "Lekin baat ye hai ki... main is baar aapki wajah se pass hone wala hoon."

Madam Avantika confuse ho gayi. "Meri wajah se? Maine toh tumhe class se nikaalne ke alawa koi extra coaching nahi di. What are you talking about?"

"Haan Madam, aapki wajah se," Ravi ki awaaz mein ab ek ajeeb sa junoon tha. "Maine padhai nahi ki thi. Maine kal raat... maine aapke charno ki pooja ki thi."

Ravi ne ek saans mein sab ugal diya. Usne bataya kaise usne unke photos liye, kaise poster banaya, kaise mantra jaap kiya, aur kaise aaj exam mein unke pairon ko dekh kar use answers yaad aaye.

Madam Avantika ki aankhein herani aur gusse se phati ki phati reh gayi. Unhein laga jaise wo kisi pagal se baat kar rahi hain.

"What nonsense!" Wo gusse se chillayi, bhool gayi ki wo library mein hain. "Tum bilkul pagal ho chuke ho Ravi. You are sick! Tumne meri photos li? Meri pooja ki? This is creepy and disgusting. Mujhe tumse koi baat nahi karni. Just get lost!"

Wo tezi se mudin aur library ke exit ki taraf badhne lagi. Ravi ko laga jaise uska bhagwaan usse rooth kar ja raha hai. Use kuch samajh nahi aaya. Wo unhein jaane nahi de sakta tha. Wo dauda aur unke raaste mein aa gaya, aur seedha unke pairon mein ghutno ke bal gir gaya.

Usne Madam Avantika ka left leg, jo unke trousers mein bhi strong lag raha tha, apne dono haathon se pakad liya.

"Please Madam! Please Ma'am!""Mujh par daya karo. Aap meri Devi hain. Main koi creep nahi hoon, main aapka bhakt hoon. Mujhe apna chota sa, tucch sa ghulam samajh kar maaf kar do. Apni sewa mein le lo mujhe!"

Avantika ko apni taang par Ravi ke haath mehsoos karke ek jhatka laga. Unhein ghinn aayi aur gussa bhi aaya.

"Chodo mujhe! Are you mad? Leave my leg right now!" Unhone gusse se kaha aur apna pair chudane ke liye zor se jhatka diya.

Ravi ki pakad mazboot thi, lekin Avantika ki taakat aur unki heel ka jhatka zyaada tha. Jaise hi unhone apna pair khincha, Ravi ka balance bigda. Wo piche ki taraf gira aur uska sar paas rakhi hui ek heavy wooden chair ke corner se ja takraya.

Thakk!

Ek tezz awaaz aayi. Ravi wahin zameen par gir gaya, apna sar pakad kar. Uske sar se halka khoon nahi nikla, par chot gehri thi. Dard se uski aankhein band ho gayi.

Madam Avantika, jo abhi tak gusse mein thi, ye dekh kar seham gayi. Aakhir wo ek teacher thi.

"Ravi!" Wo ghabra kar neeche jhuki. Unhone apni books table par patki aur Ravi ke paas aayi. "Tumhe zyaada toh nahi lagi? I am... I am very sorry. Mera wo matlab nahi tha, main bas tumhe hata rahi thi."

Ravi ne dard mein bhi apni aankhein kholi aur apne saamne jhuki hui apni Devi ko dekha. Unke chehre par chinta thi, jo Ravi ke liye kisi prasad se kam nahi thi.

"Nahi Madam... Main theek hoon. Aap... aap please pareshan mat hoiye. Ye toh mera naseeb hai," Ravi ne ladkhadate hue uthne ki koshish ki.

"Chup raho aur dikhao mujhe," Avantika ne datkar kaha. Unhone Ravi ke sar se uska haath hataya aur apne gore, komal haathon se uske baal hata kar chot check karne lagi. Unki ungliyon ka touch Ravi ke liye kisi electric shock jaisa tha.

"Sujjan (swelling) aa gayi hai," unhone thoda irritate hokar kaha. "Tum sachmuch pagal ho. Pata nahi kya bakwaas karte rehte ho, aur dekho ab khud ko chot maar li."

Ravi ne unki aankhon mein dekha. Wo abhi bhi gusse mein thi, par ab wo sun rahi thi.

"Madam, maine jo bhi kaha wo 100% sach hai," Ravi ne zor dekar kaha. "Main koi bakwaas nahi kar raha. Aap insaan nahi hain. Aap Devi hain. Bhagwaan hain aap."

Avantika ne apni aakhhein ghumayi (rolled her eyes) aur piche hat gayi. "Oh god, phir shuru ho gaye. Listen to me Ravi, ye tumhara hallucination hai. Tum life mein mehnat karoge toh hi successful hoge. Isme mera koi role nahi hai. Ye pooja-paath aur ye pairon wala obsession band karo. Samjhe? Focus on your studies."

"Nahi Madam," Ravi ne zid pakad li. "Mera padhne mein bilkul man nahi lagta tha. Main haar chuka tha. Jab se maine aapko Bhagwaan maan kar aapki pooja shuru ki hai, mujhe life mein purpose mil gaya hai. Jo cheez pehle impossible lagti thi, aaj usey karne ki hope aane lagi hai."

Ravi ab flow mein tha. Wo apne knees par hi baitha raha, haath jod kar.

"Please Madam, apne is bhakt par daya karo. Aap inkaar kaise kar sakti hain? Har baar aap 100% laati hain—university record! PhD mein 100%! Professors se bhi zyaada gyaan hai aapke paas. Aap har cheez mein perfect hain. Mujhe yaad hai pichle sports meet mein, aapne tennis racquet pehli baar pakda tha aur state-level coach ko 6-0, 6-0, 6-0 se hara diya tha! Koi insaan aisa kar sakta hai kya? Ye sab saabit karta hai ki aap Ishwar ka roop hain, ek superior being hain, aur main aapke saamne... bas dhool hoon."

Avantika thodi der ke liye chup ho gayi. Ravi ki baaton mein pagalpan tha, lekin uski awaaz mein jo conviction tha, usne Avantika ke ego ko satisfy kiya. Koi unhein itna bada maanta hai, ye sunkar unke andar ka 'superiority complex' jaag utha. Unhone apne baal piche kiye aur ek gehri saans li.

"Mujhe nahi pata main tumhe kaise samjhaoon, Ravi," unhone thodi naram lekin arrogant tone mein kaha. "Tumhare dimaag mein chemical locha hai. Aur pata nahi jo tum mujhse maang rahe ho—ye 'bhakt' banna—woh main tumhe kaise allow karoon. I am a Professor, not a Godwoman."

"Bas, mujh par apna aashirwaad banaye rakho, Madam," Ravi gidgidhaya. "Mujhe kuch nahi chahiye. Bas apne charno mein dhool ki tarah rehne do. Mera jeevan dhanya ho jayega. Main pass ho jaoonga, main kuch ban jaoonga, bas aapke aashirwaad se. Kya main... kya main aapke paer choo kar aashirwaad le sakta hoon? Please?"

Avantika ne ghadi dekhi. Unhein der ho rahi thi, aur ye ladka bina kuch liye manega nahi. Agar use lagta hai ki wo pairon mein gir kar hi khush hai, toh theek hai.

"Fine," unhone thak kar kaha. "Jo karna hai jaldi karo. Mere paas time nahi hai drama dekhne ka."

Ravi ka chehra khushi se khil utha. Wo jaldi se apne ghutno par adjust hua aur zameen par jhuk gaya. Usne apne dono haath Madam Avantika ke black heels wale pairon ki taraf badhaye, par chua nahi.

"Please Madam... mujhe wo wala aashirwaad chahiye. Asli wala," Ravi ne dheere se kaha, zameen ko dekhte hue.

"Ab kya?" Avantika chidh gayi.

"Ek baar... bas ek baar aap apna pavitra paer mere sir par rakh dijiye. Jaise Devi apne bhakt ko ashish deti hai. Main dhanya ho jaoonga," Ravi ne haath jod kar request kari.

Avantika ko laga ye limit cross ho rahi hai. Lekin phir unhone socha, ye ladka waise bhi khud ko kida-makoda samajhta hai. Iski yahi aukaat hai. Unhone ek nazar library ke darwaze par daali—koi nahi tha.

"You are unbelievable," unhone kaha, par unki awaaz mein inkaar nahi tha, balki ek hukumat thi. "Jo bhi hai. I don't care. Agar isse tumhara paagalpan shant hota hai, toh lao apna sir."

Ravi ne apna maatha (forehead) zameen se laga diya, bilkul unke pairon ke aage. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.

Avantika ne apne mehnge sandal nahi utaare. Unhein laga ki Ravi unke joote ke hi laayak hai. Unhone apna right paer uthaya. Black heel hawa mein lehrayi aur phir neeche aayi.

Unhone apna poora wazan Ravi ke sir ke piche wale hisse par rakh diya.

Ravi ko laga jaise uske sir par duniya ka sabse bhaari aur sabse sukoon dene wala bojh aa gaya ho. Madam Avantika ke sandal ka sole (talwa) sakht tha, aur heel uske baalon mein dhans rahi thi. Wo sadak ki dhool, library ka mail, sab kuch jo us shoe ke neeche tha, ab Ravi ke sir par tha.

"Jeete raho," Avantika ne upar se kaha, unki awaaz mein ab gussa nahi, balki ek aisi Devi ka ghamand tha jo apne pujari ko bheek de rahi ho. "Jo tum chaho, life mein pao. Aur ishwar tumhe thodi sad-budhi de."

Ravi wahan zameen par chipka raha. Madam Avantika uske sir par khadi thi. Wo hil nahi raha tha. 1 minute... 2 minute... Avantika waisi hi khadi rahin. Unhein bhi ajeeb sa maza aane laga tha—kisi insaan ko apne heel ke neeche dabana, use apni taakat mehsoos karwana. Ravi neeche daba hua man hi man apna mantra bol raha tha

Do minute baad, jab Avantika ka pair dukhne laga, unhone apna pair hataya.

"Ab utho aur jao yahan se. Aur kisi ko ye sab batane ki zaroorat nahi hai," unhone order diya.

Ravi utha. Uske baal bikhre hue the aur sir par jooti ka nishaan aur dhool lagi hui thi, lekin uska chehra aise chamak raha tha jaise usne abhi Amrit pee liya ho.

Madam... Thanks a lot," Ravi ne jhuk kar kaha. "Aaj main sach mein paida hua hoon."

"Just shut up and study," Avantika ne kaha, lekin jaate-jaate unke chehre par ek halki si, rahasyamayi muskaan thi. Unhone apni books uthayi aur tezi se library se bahar nikal gayi, unki heels ki tak-tak awaaz ab Ravi ke liye kisi sangeet se kam nahi thi. Ravi wahin khada reh gaya, us jagah ko dekhta hua jahan kuch pal pehle sakshaat Devi ne use apni milkhiyat (property) banaya tha.

College ke wo din Ravi ke liye ab sirf padhai ke din nahi the, balki apni 'Malkin' ki seva ke din the. Result aane ke baad, Ravi ko laga tha ki shayad Madam Avantika ka gussa shant ho jayega, lekin Avantika wo shakhsiyat thi jo apne rutbe (status) ko kabhi neeche nahi aane deti thi.

Ek din, Physics Department mein ek special "Remedial Class" announce hui. Ye class un students ke liye thi jo borderline pass hue the ya jinka academic performance weak tha. Ravi, naturally, is list mein tha.

Sham ke 4 baj chuke the. College ke zyadatar students ghar ja chuke the. Hawa mein ek sannata tha. Class room mein sirf Ravi aur uske 5 aur nalayak dost (Boys group) baithe the. Doosri taraf, class ki sabse intelligent ladki, Riya, akeli baithi thi.

Tabhi, corridor mein wahi jaani-pehchaani awaaz goonji—*Tak... Tak... Tak...*

Madam Avantika ne class mein enter kiya. Aaj unhone ek dark emerald green saree pehni thi, jiske saath ek sleeveless blouse tha. Unke haathon mein file thi aur pairon mein wahi 5-inch ki pencil heels, jinki nok (tip) zameen ko chubhti hui mehsoos hoti thi. Unke aate hi class mein pin-drop silence ho gaya.

"Good evening, losers," Avantika ne bina kisi ki taraf dekhe kaha aur apni purse table par patak di.

Unhone boys ki taraf ek ghrina (disgust) bhari nazar daali.

"Tum 6 ladke... aur wahan Riya akeli," unhone board par marker se kuch likhte hue kaha. "Mujhe samajh nahi aata ki tum log college aate kyun ho? Time pass karne? Maa-baap ka paisa barbaad karne?"

Ravi chupchap unhein nihar raha tha. Daant bhi use prasad lag rahi thi.

Thodi der padhane ke baad, Madam Avantika ko mehsoos hua ki boys ka dhyan padhai mein kam hai. Unke chehre par ek shaitani muskaan aayi.

"Tum logon ko theory samajh nahi aati na? Chalo, aaj kuch practical karte hain," unhone marker band karte hue kaha. "Let's play a game. A Quiz Competition."

Boys ek-doosre ko dekhne lage.

"Yeh koi normal quiz nahi hogi," Avantika ne apni chair par baithte hue kaha, aur apne pair table ke neeche cross kar liye. "Yeh hogi—**The Supreme FEMALE vs The Dumb MALES.**"

Unhone Riya ko apne paas bulaya. "Riya, tum meri team mein ho. Hum 'Team Goddess' hain. Aur tum cheh (6) ladke... tum 'Team Losers' ho."

Riya uth kar Madam Avantika ke right side wali desk par baith gayi. Ravi aur uske saathi left side par the.

"Par Madam," Avantika ne beech mein hi roka, "Competition ka asli maza tab aata hai jab usme 'Stakes' hon. Jab haarne wale ko apni aukaat yaad dilayi jaye."

Unhone Ravi ki aankhon mein seedha dekha. Unhein pata tha Ravi kya chahta hai.

"Toh shart (bet) ye rahegi," Avantika ne apni heel ko zameen par tap karte hue kaha, "Ki jo team haaregi, uska Captain jeetne wali team ke Captain ki sandal... apne sir par rakhega. Aur sirf rakhega nahi, balki puri class ke saamne zameen par naak ragad kar maafi mangega."

Class mein sannata cha gaya. Baaki ladke ghabra gaye, par Ravi ke dil mein ladoo phoot rahe the.

"Manzoor hai?" Avantika ne challenge kiya.

Ravi ne turant haath khada kiya. "Manzoor hai Madam. Main Boys team ka Captain banna chahta hoon."

Baaki ladkon ne rahat ki saans li ki chalo bali ka bakra koi aur ban gaya. Madam Avantika ne Riya ko apni team ka representative banaya, lekin Captain wo khud thi.

Quiz shuru hui. Chemistry aur Physics ke sawal.

Madam Avantika ne pehla sawal Riya se poocha. Riya ne turant sahi jawab diya.

"Excellent," Avantika ne kaha. "Girls: +10."

Phir unhone Boys se wahi sawal ghumakar poocha.

Ek ladke ne jawab dene ki koshish ki, par galat nikla.

"Wrong!" Avantika chillayi. "Boys: -10."

Agla sawal. Riya ne phir sahi jawab diya. +10. Total +20.

Boys ne phir galat diya. -10. Total -20.

Score ka gap badhta gaya. Madam Avantika jaan-boojh kar Boys se mushkil sawal pooch rahi thi, aur Riya se thode easy. Par asliyat ye thi ki Boys ko easy sawal bhi nahi aate the.

Girls ka score badhta chala gaya... +100... +200... +300.

Boys ka score patal lok mein ja raha tha... -150... -200... -220.

Ravi jawab dene ki koshish bhi nahi kar raha tha. Wo bas Madam Avantika ko dekh raha tha jo har sahi jawab par arrogance se muskura rahi thi aur har galat jawab par unhein 'idiots' keh kar zaleel kar rahi thi.

Quiz khatam hui.

Final Score:

Team Goddess (Avantika & Riya): +350

Team Losers (Ravi & Boys): -220

"My God!" Madam Avantika ne has kar apna sir hilaya. "Itna farak? Zameen aasmaan ka bhi nahi, ye toh Insan aur Janwar ka farak hai. Tum boys ka IQ negative mein hai. Tum log hum ladies ke pairon ki dhool ke barabar bhi nahi ho."

Unhone Ravi ki taraf ungli ki. "Mr. Captain... khade ho jao."

Ravi utha aur class ke beech mein, Madam Avantika ki table ke saamne jakar khada ho gaya. Uski gardan jhuki hui thi, par sharam se nahi, samarpan se.

"Yaad hai na shart?" Avantika ne apni eyebrow uthayi.

"Ji Madam," Ravi ne dheere se kaha.

"Toh phir der kis baat ki? Neeche baitho. Ghutno par," Avantika ne order diya.

Ravi turant zameen par apne ghutno ke bal baith gaya.

"Haath jodo," unhone kaha. Ravi ne haath jod liye.

Madam Avantika ne dheere se apna left pair uthaya. Unhone apne pair ko hawa mein ghumaya aur apne doosre pair ki madad se, bina haath lagaye, apni left heel wali sandal ko pair se alag kar diya.

Sandal table ke neeche giri.

"Uthao use," Avantika ne kaha.

Ravi aage jhuka aur table ke neeche se wo black shiny sandal uthayi. Wo sandal abhi bhi unke pair ki garmi se garm thi.

"Ab ise... apne khali dimaag wale sir par rakho," Avantika ne cruel smile ke saath kaha. "Taaki duniya ko pata chale ki tumhari jagah kahan hai."

Ravi ne wo sandal dono haathon se bade adab se pakdi. Class ke baaki 5 ladke aur Riya hairani se dekh rahe the, par Ravi ko duniya ki parwah nahi thi. Usne wo sandal, jiska talwa (sole) thoda ganda tha, seedha apne sir ke beechon-beech rakh liya.

Sandal ki patli heel uske baalon mein phans gayi aur sole uske maathe ko chu raha tha.

Madam Avantika aur Riya zor se hasne lagi.

"Look at him!" Avantika ne Riya se kaha. "Ye hai inki asli jagah. Ek mard, ek aurat ki jooti ke neeche."

Baaki ladke sharam se muh chupa rahe the, par Ravi ki aankhein band thi. Wo us bojh ko mehsoos kar raha tha.

"Abhi khatam nahi hua," Avantika ki awaaz sakht ho gayi. "Naak ragdo. Abhi. Mere doosre pair ke saamne."

Madam Avantika ne apna right pair, jisme abhi bhi sandal thi, aage badhaya.

"Zameen par. Mere sandal ki nok (tip) ke paas. 10 baar."

Ravi, apne sir par sandal balance karte hue, aage ki taraf jhuka. Ye bahut mushkil tha, agar sandal gir jaati toh shart toot jaati. Usne badi savdhani se apna chehra zameen ke paas laya.

Avantika ki right sandal ki pointed toe uske chehre se kuch inch door thi.

Ravi ne apni naak zameen par lagayi.

"Ek," Ravi ne ginte hue naak ragdi.

"Zor se bolo!" Avantika ne daanta.

"DO!" Ravi ne zor se kaha, zameen par naak ragadte hue.

"TEEN!"

Puri class ab ginti gin rahi thi. "CHAAR... PAANCH..."

Har ginti ke saath Ravi ka ego mit raha tha aur uski bhakti gehri ho rahi thi.

"NAAU (9)... DASS (10)!"

10 hote hi Ravi wahi zameen par matha tek kar pada raha.

Madam Avantika ne apni chair se uth kar, Ravi ke sir par rakhi hui apni sandal uthayi.

"Not bad," unhone sandal pehente hue kaha. "Kam se kam tum ek achi jooti-stand (shoe-rack) ban sakte ho."

Unhone apna bag uthaya. "Class dismissed. Kal milte hain, losers."

Wo apni heels bajati hui class se bahar nikal gayi.

Sham dhal chuki thi. Andhera hone wala tha. Madam Avantika apni car (ek luxury sedan) ke paas khadi thi aur apni keys dhoond rahi thi.

Ravi unke piche-piche wahan pahunch gaya.

"Madam..."

Avantika chonki aur piche mudi. Ravi ko dekh kar unhone apna chehra doosri taraf pher liya, jaise unhein usse baat karne mein bhi sharam aa rahi ho.

"Madam, aaj aapne hum boys ko, aur khaaskar mujhe, hamari asli jagah dikha hi di," Ravi ne muskurate hue kaha. Uski awaaz mein koi gussa nahi tha, bas khushi thi.

Avantika ne car unlock ki aur Ravi ki taraf ghoom kar boli, "Achi baat hai. Tum ladkon ko ye pata hona chahiye ki intelligence aur power kiske paas hai. Haina?" Unhone ek fake, sarcastic smile di.

Ravi thoda aage badha. "Madam, kya aapko acha nahi lagta ki main aapka bhakt hoon? Ki main aapke liye class ke saamne zaleel hone ko bhi tayaar hoon?"

Avantika ka expression badal gaya. Wo thodi pareshan (annoyed) dikhne lagi. Unhone car ka darwaza khola par baithi nahi.

"Ravi," unhone thoda serious hokar kaha. "Tumhe tamasha banne ka shauk hai aur kuch nahi. Tum mein koi self-respect hai ya nahi? Aaj poori class ke saamne, Riya ke saamne, tumne meri sandal apne sir par rakhi. Zameen par naak ragdi. Ek jaanwar ki tarah."

Wo Ravi ki aankhon mein dekhne lagi. "Phir bhi tumhari aankhon mein koi sharam nahi hai? Ulta tum muskura rahe ho?"

Ravi ne unki aankhon mein dekha, jahan street light ki roshni pad rahi thi.

"Aapke aage kaisi self-respect Madam?" Ravi ne soft tone mein kaha. "Aap toh Ishwar hain. Devi hain. Aur bhakton ka toh kaam hi hota hai apne Bhagwaan ke charno ki pooja karna. Isme sharam kaisi? Jab main aapki sandal apne sir par rakhta hoon, toh mujhe lagta hai ki main duniya ka sabse safe jagah par hoon. Aapka pair mere liye bojh nahi, chhat (shelter) hai."

Avantika sunn reh gayi. Ye ladka kisi alag hi mitti ka bana tha. Unhone ek gehri saans li aur Ravi ke shoulder par apna haath rakha. Ye pehli baar tha jab unhone bina maare ya dhakka diye use chua tha.

"Dekho Ravi," unki awaaz thodi naram thi, par abhi bhi commanding thi. "Main tumhari Professor hoon. Tum mere student ho. Ye classroom ka mazak alag baat hai, lekin life mein... main tumse ye sab expect nahi karti. Theek hai, tum meri intelligence ki respect karte ho. Tumhe lagta hai mera aashirwaad zaroori hai. Main tumhe aashirwaad de sakti hoon."

Unhone apna haath wapas khinch liya.

"Par main tumse tumhari self-respect nahi maang rahi hoon. Please, khud ko sambhalo. Life mein aur bhi cheezein hain mere pairon ke alawa. Meri taraf ek normal attitude rakho. Okay?"

Ravi ne unki baat suni, par use pata tha ki ye sirf upar-upar ki baatein hain. Avantika ki aankhon mein jo chamak thi jab wo naak ragad raha tha, wo kuch aur hi keh rahi thi.

"Madam," Ravi ne car ka darwaza unke liye hold kiya. "Aap jo chahein kahein. Par sach ye hai ki main aapke bina kuch nahi hoon. Aap bhale hi mujhe normal student samjhein, par main hamesha aapki parchaayi ban kar rahoonga. Aapki heels ki awaaz hi meri dhadkan hai."

Avantika ne use ghoora, phir ek halki si, dabi hui muskaan unke chehre par aayi. Unhone kuch nahi kaha. Wo car mein baith gayi.

Ravi ne darwaza band kiya.

Engine start hua. Avantika ne window down kiya.

"Ghar jao Ravi. Aur kal assignment complete karke lana. Warna phir se naak ragadni padegi."

Is baar unki awaaz mein warning nahi, ek invitation tha.

Car tezi se aage badh gayi. Ravi wahi khada dhool mein car ki red tail-lights ko dekhta raha. Use pata tha ki Madam Avantika chahe jitna bhi mana karein, unhein bhi ek bhakt ki aadat pad chuki hai. Aur Ravi... wo toh pehle hi bik chuka tha.

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