Bismillah, ek budha bhikari, sadkon ka malik tha—kam se kam apne khayalon mein toh yahi sochta tha. Uske chehre pe jhurriyan thi, daant toote hue, aur kapde itne gande ki unki asli rang bhi bhool chuki thi. Lekin uski aankhon mein ek chamak thi, ek aag thi, jo kabhi bujhne ka naam nahi leti thi. Yeh aag pehli baar tab sulgi jab usne sadak ke kinare ek chhote se TV dukaan pe Shivaleeka Oberoi ko dekha. Woh film thi Khuda Haafiz, jismein gaane “Jaan Ban Gaye” mein Vidyut Jammwal ke saath Shivaleeka ka ek steamy scene tha. Us scene mein Shivaleeka ek babydoll nighty pehne hue thi—ek chhoti si, transparent si nighty jo uske gore badan ko thoda sa dikhati thi. Vidyut uske upar tha, uske nange badan ke saath pura chipka hua, uske hothon ko passionately chumta hua, aur apne seene ko uske bade chuchon ke saath dabata hua. Halaanki scene mein puri nudity nahi tha, sirf thodi si cleavage dikhayi gayi thi, lekin Bismillah ke dil mein woh ek aag laga gaya. Uske bade bade chuche jo Vidyut ke seene tale dab ke ubhar rahe the, jise dekh Bismillah ke dil mein tamanna jag gayi thi. Us din ke baad, woh har raat apne toote hue takiye pe let kar Shivaleeka ke sapne dekhta, uske nange badan ko apne haathon se chhune ki kalpana karta, uske mulayam hothon ko chumne ki tamanna karta. Har subah jab woh aankh kholta, uski pant geeli hoti thi—uske sapno ka nasha itna gehra tha ki uska jism bhi usse jawab de deta tha.
Shivaleeka Oberoi, ek khubsurat actress, ab Abhishek Pathak ki biwi thi. Uski zindagi glamour se bhari hui thi—bade bade ghar, mehenge kapde, aur woh sab kuch jo Bismillah kabhi chhune ke sapne bhi nahi dekh sakta tha. Lekin Bismillah ke liye woh ek aisi aurat thi jiska gora rang uske liye chandni raat se bhi zyada chamkila tha. Uske sapno mein woh Shivaleeka ko apne paas bulata, uske lambe baalon ko sehlata, uske bade chuche dabata, aur uski moti gaand pe haath pherte hue uske saath gande gande sapne dekhta. Har subah jab woh uth-ta, uski pant geeli hoti, aur woh sharmindagi ke saath apne aap ko kos-ta—kyunki yeh sab sirf sapne the, aur woh ek bhikari tha, sadak pe bheekh mangne wala ek budha aadmi.
Lekin kismat badi ajeeb cheez hoti hai. Ek din, jab suraj dhal chuka tha aur Mumbai ki sadkon pe andhera chha gaya tha, Bismillah apne purane jhole ke saath ek sunsaan gali mein baitha tha. Uske haath mein ek sasta daaru ka peg tha, jo usne din bhar ki bheekh se kharida tha. Woh apne khayalon mein kho gaya tha, Shivaleeka ke nange badan ko yaad kar raha tha, jab achanak ek badi gaadi uske paas ruki. Gaadi ka darwaza khula, aur usmein se ek aurat utri—gora rang, lambe baal, ek tight jeans aur sexy, tight sleeveless top pehne hue, jismein thodi si cleavage dikh rahi thi. Yeh Shivaleeka Oberoi thi, aur woh akeli thi—gaadi khud chala rahi thi. Bismillah ki aankhen phati ki phati reh gayi—yeh uski tamanna, uski wajah-e-zindagi thi, aur woh yahan akeli khadi thi.”Arre, yeh kya ho raha hai?” Bismillah ne apne aap se kaha, daaru ka peg haath se girte girte bacha.
Shivaleeka thodi pareshan lag rahi thi. Usne Bismillah ko dekha aur boli, “Baba, mujhe madad chahiye. Meri gaadi kharab ho gayi hai, aur mera phone bhi dead ho gaya hai. Kya aap mujhe kisi mechanic tak le ja sakte ho?” Uski awaaz mein ek mithas thi, ek nasha tha, jo Bismillah ke kaanon mein ghul gaya. Woh utha, apne toote hue jute pehne, aur bola, “Ji memsaab, main aapko le chalta hoon.” Lekin uske dil mein kuch aur hi chal raha tha. Yeh mauka tha—uski zindagi ka woh pal jo shayad kabhi na aaye.Bismillah Shivaleeka ko ek purani si dukaan ke paas le gaya, jahan mechanic toh nahi tha, lekin ek chhota sa kamra tha jismein woh aksar sota tha. Andhera tha, aur wahan koi nahi tha. Shivaleeka thodi ghabrayi hui thi, lekin Bismillah ne usse kaha, “Memsaab, yahan thodi der baith jaiye, main abhi kisi ko bulata hoon.”