《Tark- His Penned Chronicles》Ch9: Change of feelings
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After what happened at the party, I went to my room and cried the whole night. If you don't love me then please don't care for me so much that I'll be forced to love you.
Yes, I love you and infatuation can be done with but love cannot and my love is not an infatuation. One-sided love is the most dreadful, disgusting and distressful thing. I just can't bear it anymore, I am done with it. I am tired of all these.
I could hear all shouting and scolding Pati babu downstairs. I never wanted this to happen. I know kaka, Som dada, baba n Batuk loves me but how do they know me, because of Pati babu na? Why would they love me? Because of Pati babu...my first parichay here is that I am his wife.
I can't take it anymore so I decided to leave "his" house. Early morning I came out of my room with nothing but my Dugga maa.
First I went to kaka sasurji's room. He was sleeping so I silently touched his feet and went to study. I slowly peeped inside and saw my pati babu sleeping on his armrest itself with his head on his table.
I went nearer and saw tears on his cheeks. I rubbed them off, "abh apko mein rone nehi dungi", touched his feet and left without looking twice at him because his face is enough to melt my heart.
I knew she has not gone far as she will have to travel in bail gari and if I go by car, I will find her.
I had no idea that she had developed sentiment. Yes, she is growing up and from now onwards I'll have to deal with her more carefully.
My eyes glimmered with joy when I saw those pair of glass slippers on the display of the shop. Bondita will love it, I know. All the money that I had saved all these years, I spent them all in one go, to buy those beautiful pair of shoes.
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I drove my car towards Devipur but my eyes were on road, tracing bail garis. I checked a few of them. Then I, fortunately, stopped another and checked it.
I sighed a relief when I saw Bondita sleeping peacefully inside.
"Choti malkin ko jaga du kya?" Asked the driver.
I stared at her innocent face and recalled my behaviour meted out to her. I picked her up carefully and place her in my car.
I patted her head gently and started driving my car.
While I was driving the car I saw her waking up. She slowly rubbed her eyes and looked at me with a smile but then shouted, "ap?"
"Nehi tumhara mama" I said.
"Ap mujhe kyu le aye, nehi rehna mujhe apke sath!" She blew her cheeks.
"To kiske sath rehna hain, apne mama mami k sath?" I teased her.
Hearing this she gave a very angry look to me. I somehow controlled my laughter.
"Gari rokiye! " She said and held my hand. "Bondita hath hatao accident ho jayga".
"Nehi gari rokiye!" She started disturbing me and our car hit a tree.
Bondita hugged me in fear. Fortunately, nothing happened to us but our car was broken now
"Abh?" Asked Bondita.
"Tumne kiya ye sab samjhi" I scolded her. It was becoming dark by now.
"Pati ba...." She was about to speak but I scolded her again, "tum bacchi ho kya 4 saal ki, itni si sense nehi hain tumme?" I was busy fixing the car.
She didn't speak after that. I looked up after a while realizing the fact that she wasn't talking anymore n Mrs Roy Chowdhury can't stay quiet.
I looked up and saw Bondita wasn't there. There was a forest on both sides, it is already dark. Fear crept into my mind.
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"Ye ladki jaha chali gyi? Bondita!" I called her name loudly but found no answer.
"Bondita!" I called her again and entered the jungle without thinking twice.
"Bondita!" I called her again.
Why is so immature?? I just scolded her, why did he have to do such things? My heart almost stopped beating when I was unable to find her.
I saw a shadow, "Bondita" I sighed and ran to her and held her hand firmly.
"Kaha chali gyi thi tum?"
"Apse dur" she said and looked away.
"Abh mein tumhe dant bhi nehi sakta kya?" I asked her furiously.
"Sirf aphi to daant sakte ho" she said innocently. "Ap humesha kyu kehete ho ki ap mere pati babu nehi ho? Agar ap mere pati babu nehi ho to kaun ho ap?"
Bondita's questions were valid and left me speechless, "shikshak hu" I replied softly.
Bondita jerked off my hands and headed deeper into the jungle. "Bondita ruko!" I ran behind her.
She was walking hastily, I held her elbow and turned her towards me with a force that her hair opened suddenly. She looked at me with tears in her eyes, her eyes as deep as an ocean with immense questions hidden in.
The day was 27 March 8hr 25 min 2 sec from now. Wonder how I remembered it so efficiently?
That was the first time in my entire life when I was lost in her eyes...Yes the one sirf ek zimmedari, for a moment Aniruddh Roy Chowdhury lost himself in her eyes and was finding a way out.
"Hato ap" she pushed me and I came back to my senses...what the hell just happened?
No! No! No!
I'll have to keep myself away from her now...
"Ap bohot burey ho pati babu" she cried.
I held my ears, "maaf kar do na please".
"Nehi!"
Later that night I made a born fire and we both sat around it.
I suddenly realized Bondita humming a song. I didn't know she had such a soothing voice. I closed my eyes and felt the song.
Nain deewane kare manmani
Ek nehi maane, maane na
Seidin dujone dulechinu bone
Phul dore badha jhulona.
(Usdin hum dono,
Jungle k bich
Jhul rahe the
Phulo se baane jhule mein)
After a while, I felt something heavy on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and found her head resting on my shoulder. I wrapped my hands around only for balance so that she can take a nap.
My actions have hurt her so much so I planned a surprise for her. But I will give her the surprise tomorrow at 12midnight.
Dada has hurt Bondita so much so I planned a perfect surprise for her which I will give her tomorrow at midnight.
How will both of them surprise her at the same time?
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