Raj se Sejal tak ka safar - part 1 Kismat ki maar

Wo raat mere liye kisi qayamat se kam nahi thi. Us tight neck collar, chastity belt, lock hone wali high heels aur French maid uniform mein mera saans lena bhi mushkil ho raha tha. Zameen par chalna toh door, theek se khade rehna bhi mere liye ek saza ban gaya tha. Kumari aur Surekha mujhe us haalat mein chhodkar apne ghar chali gayiin, aur mujhe poori raat usi dard aur lachari mein nikalni padi.
Subah hote hi dono malikin wapas aa gayiin. Unhone mujhe dekha aur muskura kar boliin, "Kya baat hai Sejal, aaj tum ekdum perfect maid lag rahi ho!"
Unhone mujhe turant kitchen mein bheja aur sabhi daily chores karne ka order diya. Us high heel aur lock shoes ki wajah se har ek kadam uthana mere liye lohe ke chane chabane jaisa tha. Thodi der baad Namrata ka phone aaya. Mera dil darr se baith gaya ki agar usne video call kar liya toh mera kya hoga? Par Kumari ne mera phone khud uthaya aur speaker par karke mujhe ishara kiya ki main chupchap khadi rahoon. Namrata ne sirf itna pucha ki main theek hoon aur sab manage ho raha hai ya nahi. Kumari ne meri aawaz mein halka sa bolkar use tasalli de di ki sab theek hai, aur call cut ho gayi. Main jaan mein jaan aayi.
Woh 15 din mere liye kisi zaneer ki tarah gujare. Har roz subah se raat tak mujhe unke har ek hukum ka palan karna padta tha—ghar ki safai, khana banana, unke pair dabana aur unke har ek gande mazaak aur humiliation ko chupchap sehna. Unhone meri kai aur aisi embarrassing videos aur photos bana li thiin jo meri zindagi bhar ki kamzori ban chuki thiin. Mera pura sharir unke diye gaye tortures aur chastity belt ki wajah se dard se bhar chuka tha, par mere paas aawaz uthane ka koi haq nahi bacha tha.
Aakhirkar, woh 15 din khatam ho gaye aur Namrata ke wapas aane ka din aa gaya. Uss subah Kumari aur Surekha ne mujhe bulaya aur mere chehre par ek ajeeb si smile ke sath boliin, "Tumne apni training bahut acche se poori ki hai, Sejal. Aaj se tum hamari permanent aur sabse wafadaar maid ho."
Unhone mere pairon aur gale ke locks khol diye aur mujhe mere normal kapde (jeans aur T-shirt) pehnne ki ijazat de di, par sath hi mujhe woh chastity belt wapas pehna kar lock kar diya gaya aur woh chetaawani de gayiin ki agar maine kabhi unhe disobey karne ki koshish ki, toh woh sabhi photos aur videos ek second mein Namrata ko bhej dengi.
Kuch hi ghanto baad Namrata apna luggage lekar ghar wapas aa gayi. Usne mujhe dekha aur pucha, "Raj, tum theek toh ho na? Thode thake hue lag rahe ho."
Maine jhoothi muskaan ke sath kaha, "Haan Namrata, main bilkul theek hoon. Bas thoda akele rehne ki aadat nahi thi na, isliye."
Namrata fresh hone chali gayi aur main chupchap kitchen ki taraf badh gaya. Bahar se main abhi bhi ek 30 saal ka aadmi aur Namrata ka pati 'Raj' tha, par sach yeh tha ki meri rooh aur meri zindagi hamesha ke liye badal chuki thi. Ab main andar se sirf aur sirf ek bebas maid 'Sejal' ban chuka tha, jinki dor poori tarah se Kumari aur Surekha ke haath mein thi.
Namrata ke promotion ke baad jab unhe kisi doosre city mein shift hona pada, toh Raj aur Sejal ki zindagi ne ek naya mod liya. Naye shehar mein naya ghar set up karte waqt Namrata bahut khush thi aur apne career ki nayi unchaiyon par dhyan de rahi thi, lekin Raj ke andar chhupi hui 'Sejal' hamesha ke liye zinda ho chuki thi.
Halanki Kumari aur Surekha ab unke paas us shehar mein nahi thin, aur Raj ko din bhar ke liye akele wahi purane kapde pehnne ki azadi nahi milti thi, par raat ke sannate mein jab Namrata so jaati thi, toh Raj chupchap almari se apni wahi purani red ya green sari, bangles aur wohi chastity belt nikaal kar pehn leta tha.
Ab woh chahe jitna bhi Raj ban kar Namrata ke samne rehta ho, par uska dil aur uski asli pehchan kahin na kahin uski andar ki maid 'Sejal' ke paas hi ruk chuki thi. Use ab aadat ho chuki thi akelepan mein unhi yaadon ko jeene ki, aur man hi man woh sochta tha ki kya pata kabhi phir se woh din laut kar aayein jab woh khule aam Sejal ban kar jee sake.
The end