Anidita: Mending the relationship

WORK: Part VII

"Kon ho tum dono? " I asked them.

"Hum? " My conscience, wearing my school dress looked towards the other conscience, who was dressed as I did before the marriage.

"Hum tum hain" They both said together and laughed.

"Kyu aaye ho tum yahan? "

"Tumhe kuchh batane " The school Bondita replied.

"Kya batane? "

"Tumhe lagta hai ki tumhare pati ba...... "

I glared at her.

"Sorry sorry Barrister babu badal gaye hain"

"Par" The village Bondita interrupted. "vo ab bhi tumhari zindagi ke faisle le rahe hain"

I looked at them confused.

"Na! Na! Bondita" The school Bondita exclaimed. "Confused mat ho. Hum sach keh rahe hain"

"KAISE! " I yelled at them. "Kaise sach keh rahe ho tum? Main apni zindagi ke saare faisle khud leti hu. "

"Shotti? " They looked at each other and laughed sarcastically.

"Jaane ya anjaane mein, par tumhare barrister babu aaj bhi tumhe kathputli ki tarah nacha rahe hain aur tum naach rahi ho"

"Tum suhagan ki koi nishaani nahi rakhna chahti ho par firr bhi unki vajah se tumhe aaj bhi sindoor lagana pad raha hai" The village Bondita reasoned.

I stood there silently, listening to them.

"Kya hua? Hamesha tark karne waali Bondita aaj shaant kyu hai? " The school Bondita said.

"Shaant kaise na ho? Uski tark shakti hi khatam ho gayi hai " The village Bondita mocked me and they both started laughing sarcastically, which was irritating and hurting me at the same time.

"Bichari Bondita! " They said with fake pity.

"Apne pati babu ki anmol Bondita ab mamuli Bondita ban gayi hai" The school Bondita exclaimed.

"Pati nahi hai vo mere" I screamed.

"Tum mano ya mano par aaj bhi vo tumhare pati hain aur humesha rahenge. Ab aadhe hi sahi."

"Nahi nahi nahi. " I screamed while keeping my hands on my ears.

"Haan Haan Haan " They started repeating it while I continuously shouted 'nahi'.

I became frustrated and in anger threw a vase on the mirror, which broke in pieces. I sat down on the floor, pulling my legs till my chest. Covered my ears with my hands and buried my face in my knees.

"Nahi hain vo mere pati" I kept on murmuring this sentence when an arrow came through the window and got stuck at the wall. I flinched by the sudden act and looked at the arrow confused. Wiping my tears, I went towards the arrow and saw a paper rolled on it. Curiously I unwrapped it and it looked like a message.

Jaldi mujhe niche milo.

Who sent it? And why is he calling me? Should I go or not? I then saw Anaay written on it and a smile appeared on my face. I forgot everything,  my usual task nowadays. Being a revolutionary and practicing till nights, I have sewed some curtains of my room and made a long rope with it for sneaking in and out of the haveli easily. But I only use it in emergency. Nobody knows about this. Not even kaka sasur ji, Som dada and Batuk. I didn't told them because I know that they will be tensed for me.

I started climbing down through the window with the help of rope. My room's window was in the backyard of the haveli and that's why no one can see me from there. I was climbing down when my grip became loose and I lost the rope from my hands.