Anidita: Mending the relationship

DALHOUSIE

My hands shivered and the diary fell from my hands. 'Why?' was the only word that came in my mind. Barrister babu thought that I was not focusing on studies but him? I know I was trying to make him accept our relationship but I was not lagging my studies. I like studying more than anything and he thought I didn't want to study rather be his wife?

And then he married Manorama didi, his love. His pehli nazar ka pyaar. And stated that their marriage was for me? How? How can you expect a 15-year-old to study more if her husband marries his lover? What should I do? Cry? Get angry? Feel disgusted? As a matter of fact, I feel all those emotions right now.

I screamed. Cried. Pulled my hairs. Did everything to take out my anger but at last, I just cried. I cried as much as I could, not to cry again. I can't take this anymore. I don't want to live here. It's enough!

I wiped my tears and searched for the Dalhousie hostel form. I filled it with trembling hands, tears slipping from my eyes. When at last, I signed the paper, I stared at the form. This is my last and final decision. Taking the form with me, I headed towards study.

"Main Dalhousie jaane ke liye tayyar hu" I said, emotionlessly.

"Kya? " He said shocked.

"Maine faisla le liya hai ki mujhe Dalhousie jaakar apni padhai puri karni hai"

Not getting any response, I looked up and saw that his eyes held immense pain. For a moment, I felt all that real, but I know who he is. I can't believe him again. I don't want to broken again!

Quickly lowering my gaze, I kept the form on the table and went from there. I know my decision may be harsh for kaka sasur ji, Som dada, Batuk and Samarth, but it's important. Samarth! I need to clarify things between us too.

Anirudh's POV:-

This do foot chaar inch again! What's his problem? Can't he stay away from Bondita? Today I will teach him a lesson. I pulled Bondita and came amidst both of them. I wanted to punch him in the nose when he took Bondita away from me. Only I know how I controlled myself. We started our verbal fight, accusing each other. He wanted to talk with Bondita but I won't let that happen.

Suddenly, he left the fight and snatched the jacket from Bondita. He started scolding her and I was prepared to beat him but he said he didn't want any relationship with Bondita? Vaise toh humesha Bondita ke peeche peechhe ghumta rehta hai, firr ekdum se rishta kyu tod raha hai? Kuchh toh kaand kiya hai Bondita ne.

Curiosity overtook me and I asked what was going on and anger spilled into my veins. She exchanged bomb jacket! What did she think herself as? What if the bomb would have exploded? Did she even know what she is doing? I was ready to scold her, but I stopped because I didn't want to make a scene in front of this do foot char inch.

'Ohh! Meri jagah Manorama didi chali gayi issi baat ka dukh haina aapko?'

I sat on the couch with a jerk, tears running down my eyes. She thinks I would have been happy if she had died...? Seriously Bondita?! Itna hi jaan paayi tum mujhe?

"Tum kitna jaan paaye use Mr Choudhary? "

I heard a voice and looked up and found myself wearing a tennis suit and Barrister robes. They both again? No God please!

"Tum log firr aa gaye? " I asked them irritatedly. They both looked at each other and laughed sarcastically, which irked me more.

"Hum kaha jaayenge Babu moshai?" Barrister Anirudh asked. "Hum toh tum hi hain"

"Bas tumse thode zyada samajhdaar" The tennis Anirudh added.

"Matlab? " I asked them.

"Chalo shuruwat se shuru karte hain" Barrister Anirudh stated.