Gali ke kinare ek naya parivaar shift hua tha. Arjun ne dekha, uske saamne wali balcony mein ek Nayi Pados Wali Bhabhi roz shaam ke waqt chai ke saath khadi hoti thi — ek muskaan ke saath, halki hawa mein saree udti thi. Uska naam tha Neha bhabhi.
Pehle din sirf aankhon ka salam tha. Doosre din ek choti si baat hui — “Namaste, aapka ghar achha lag raha hai.” Bhabhi ne muskurate hue kaha, “Shukriya, aapke ghar se kaafi awaaz aati hai, lagta hai mazaak-masti ka mahal hai.”
Arjun thoda sharma gaya, “Haan, doston ke saath kabhi kabhi thodi masti ho jaati hai.”
Ek shaam, bijli chali gayi. Gali andheron mein doob gayi. Arjun ne dekha, Neha bhabhi balcony mein ek chhoti si mombatti ke saath baithi thi, haath mein ek kitaab thi.
“Bhabhi, torch chahiye?” Arjun ne poocha.
Bhabhi ne kaha, “Agar de do toh achha lagega.”
Arjun torch dene gaya. Bhabhi ne darwaza khola — ek halki si khushboo, ek pyara sa smile.
“Shukriya Arjun. Waise, tum kaafi ache padosi ho.”
Arjun bola, “Aur aap sabse khoobsurat bhabhi.”
Dono hans diye.
Baaton ka silsila chalu ho gaya. Bhabhi ne bataya wo ek teacher hai, aur Arjun IT field mein kaam karta hai. Chai banti gayi, aur baatein badhti gayi.
Us raat, Arjun ko Neha bhabhi ka chehra baar-baar yaad aata raha — wo muskaan, wo hawa mein udti saree, aur wo ek shaam ki baat.
Agli shaam, Arjun ne khud chai banakar bhabhi ke liye bheji.
Bhabhi ne niche se hamesha ki tarah muskurate hue jawab diya, “Aaj toh tumne dil jeet liya.”
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