Bhartiy shikshak chhatron ke sath chudaee karte hain vishal 8 inch ka lnd

samndar ki lahren jaise koee purana git ga rahi thi, thndi hava mere balon se khel rahi thi aur meri aankhen us khali aasman men kuchh talash rahi thi.

main akeli baithi thi us purane lakdi ke bench par, vahi jahan har sham kuchh kapal sath khare najar aate the, lekin us din kuchh alag tha kyonki usi din meri najar usse takraee vo saphej shard aur nili jinas men.

hath men kitabli vahi khara tha, jaise use bhi kisi ka intjar ho, mainne uski taraph dekha aur phir najren pher li, lekin agli hi pal uski aavaj sunaee di. akele akasar, vo hi aate hain jo sabse zyada mahsoos karte hain.

main thori chnkhi, magar muskura pari aur vo jo kitabon men chhupe rahte hain, mainne poocha, vo dhire se muskuraya aur mere pas aakar bait gaya. hamari pahli batchit vahi se shuroo huee aur jaise kisi adhoore aphsane ko alphaj mil ge ho,

uska nam aarav tha. batchit yoon bahti chali gee, jaise donon ek doosre ko barson se jante hon, usne kaha use kavitaen pasnd hain aur mainne bataya ki main chup, rahne men yakhin rakhti hoon.