Mumbai ka woh chhota sa 2BHK flat, Andheri West ke beech mein. Bahar barsaat itni zor se ho rahi thi ki jaise aasman phat gaya ho. Bijli ki lines sab tapak rahi thi aur har 10 minute mein ek baar current chala jaata tha. Main Arjun, 26 saal ka, ek chhote IT company mein kaam karta tha. Office se ghar aate hi kapde utaare, sirf shorts pehen liya aur sofa pe let gaya. Laptop pe Netflix chal raha tha lekin bijli gayi toh sab band. Room mein sirf mobile ki torch aur bahar ki bijli ki chamak. Pados waale flat mein Kavita aunty rehti thi. 31 saal ki, pati Rajesh uncle business ke liye Pune gaye hue the – 3 din se. Unka ek hi beta tha jo boarding school mein padhta tha. Kavita aunty ko dekh kar hi mera lund kabhi kabhi hil jaata tha. Woh medium height ki, gori-chitti, badi badi choochiyan aur ubhri hui gaand wali. Hamesha tight salwar-kameez pehenti thi ya ghar mein nighty. Aaj bhi main soch raha tha – unki nighty mein unki choochiyan kitni zor se ubhar rahi hongi. Door pe knock hua. Dil zor ...