Rudhita - Jeene Bhi De

A Widows Life.

Authors Provision.

Bondita Dhruv Chokroborty. A 24 year old widow. She was married when she was 20. It was totally an arrange marriage. Usually at that time, in arrange marraige the husband used to force himself on the woman. Only few were there who cared about their better half. Same was with Dhruv Chokroborty. No doubt he had fallen in love with Bondita at first sight itself but seeing Bondita's hesitation, he waited for the right moment to proceed with their relation. He at first forwarded the hand of friendship. He first wanted to know each other well. When family hot to know this , they had a huge argument ,leading the couple to leave the house. Their new house brought them more close to each other. Slowly and gradually , with time they started to like eachother. Dhruv had already realised his love for Bondita but Bondita was late to feel the first essence of love. When she finally realised her feelings, she wanted to confess. The day she was about to confess was their marraige anniversary. Dhruv being a businessman, was out of city due to some work. He was about to return on the day of their Marriage Anniversary. He too wanted to confess his feelings.
But fate was against it and the train in which he was traveling, blasted.
The train blasted due to some leakage killing many innocents, Dhruv being one of them.

Their love remained unconfessed.

Flashback...

Bondita's In Laws had forcefully sent her to Vrindavan, or to be precise they made her unconscious and then called the widows of Vrindavan to take her away.

When she woke up she was shocked to find herself in the Holy Place.

Bondita : mein yahan kaise aayi? Mujhe yahan kisne laaya?

The women ignoring were going ahead.

Bondita shouting: meine pucha mujhe yahan kisne laaya?

A woman came and slapped her.

Woman 1 : Ae ladki , yeh tera ghar nhi hai jo chilayegi. Mandir hai mandir.

Bondita: acha agar aapne mujhe nhi bataya ki mein yahan kaise aayi toh chilla chilla ke pure vrindavan ke vaasiyon ko yahan ek sec mein ekhata kar lungi.

Woman 2 : zabaan chalati hai. Aye pakdo isse.

They dragged Bondita with her by holding her hands tightly. Their hold was so tight that her fair skin turned red. Making her sit on the stool, a woman in her 50s emptied the pot of Ganga Jal on her head washing away the red sindoor. Bondita froze their itself , seeing her sindoor mixing with Ganga Jal and fading away. Holding her hands and making her fingers curl into fist, banged her hand on the floor making Shakhapola ,breaking into pieces. Holding her head and chanting some Mantras, they immersed her head in the Holy Water.

Woman : ab bas iske baal..

Woman 2 : rehne do. Bichari ne kam umar mein bohot kuch saaha hai. Zindagi toh waise bhi berang ho gyi hai.
Baal nhi katwate hain.

They dragged the lifeless Bondita to a room where they used to live. Making her wear the white saree, they brought her some water to drink.

Woman : yeh le paani pee le.

Bondita didn't move a inch. They made her drink the water forcefully. They asked her to sleep for a while and left the room. But Sleep was faraway from her eyes.

She utterd " Dhruv, aap mujhe iss khaufnaak duniya mein kyun chod gye".

After a while.

The widows were brought food to eat.
Plain Rice.

Bondita was staring at the plate without any emotion.

She heard someone yelling in child's voice : mujhe yahan nhi rehna. Apni Maa ke paas jaana hai. Yahan mujhe acha nhi lag rha. Naa khana ache se de rhe ho aur naahi sone ke liye Bistar. Mein kaise rahun yahan.