Anokhi dosti apni - Maddam Sir

Blaster Brothers!!!

(So so sorry Friends!
Whenever I promise an early update, I end up giving it even more late...🤦
Actually, college has reopened..........
Anyways,
a longer part for compensation..
Happy reading!)

   The metallic door opened, n KS n other girls entered a spacious well-furnished, bright room, too well-decorated to be called just a basement...!

   The room was echoing with laughters n giggles, n filled with choking smell of cigarette smoke, n alcohol....

    About 7 to 8 well dressed men were sitting comfortably on properly arranged sofas.
Baldev Singh was sitting straight in front, n 2 seats were vacant beside him...
  

     The centre table had limited things on it which included a flower vase, an ash tray, a lighter, a bottle of wine n a few glasses...

     Most of them were smoking, n those who weren't, had a glass of wine in their hands...

     Suddenly, one of them gazed towards the girls...
  

" Aee dosto...!
    Aa gayin jalebiyaan...!!"

      He announced loudly and cheerfully, n the next moment all the eyes turned towards them...
 
     KS clearly noticed the lust n contempt emerging in those eyes...!

" Ye hui na baat..."
    One of them commented with a disgusting grin.

   Someone waved a flying kiss, which made the girls even more uncomfortable...

   KS fumed in anger...
  Tying her hands behind she started counting...!

" Baldev Singh ji!
    Aap ki jalebiyon ki to humaare yahaan aesi maang hai... Bas kya bataayen..."

       Someone else spoke out obscenely...!

" Ekdum sahi.... Yun samajh lijiye soney ke bhaav bikti hain...!"
   Another one took part in the conversation.

"Bilkul!
  Are... Ek do Ras bhari to hum khud chakh lete hain....
addey pe bhejne se pehle..!"
   The former added winking at the girls in a salacious way, which was pathetic...!!

"Are Baldev saahab baithne ko to kahiye inhe....
    Itna zulm na kijiye in naazuk jismon par...."
   Someone else said cheaply...

(Writer's note: Friends! Plz don't mind the language..
   It's just the demand of story to depict the girls' helplessness.)
  
The girls were made to sit on a carpet on the floor, while all of them were passing obscene n vulagar comments, shamelessly, which was not at all matching with their gentle attire...

    KS was highly irritated with this cheap conversation, n was controlling herself with great difficulty.

      Team MPT's condition was no different, but they were also worried about Ks....
She could lose her temper any time....!

HM: hamaara shak sahi nikla sir!
   Ye maamla ladkiyon ki tijaarat (trade) ka hi hai...

PJ: sharm nahi aati in logon ko, aesa ghatiya dhanda karte hue...

As: or inki bhaasha to dekhiye...!

  Kitni tuchh or Asheel h..
Humein to dar h ks apna sayyam kho na dein...

HM: Humein lagta hai ye sab brothels ke owners hain, or Baldev Singh inka supplier...!

PJ: theek keh rahi hain aap Ms!

Tears appeared in HM's eyes...

HM: ye brothels hamaare samaaj ki ek bahot badi or unrecognised tragedy hain PJ!
   Roz na jaane kitni ladkiyaan kidnap ki jaati hain,
kitni besahaara ladkiyaan naukri ke jhoote waadon par dhoke se laayi jaati hain, or phir, in brothels ke hawaale kar di jaati hain...!