Tark Se Mitaayenge Fark

The Sacrifice

"Bahuuuuuu!!!!"  He screamed at the top of his voice.

"Aayiii kaka sasurji!!!"

"Bonditaa!!" Shouted her sasurji from upstairs.

"Abhii aayii!!" She replied.

"Bondita kaha ho tum?"
This scream is actually from the very expected person in the house, her pati babu. In the whole ruckus, if he will not shout then it would be the eighth wonder of the world.

"Boudiiiii!!!"

"Boudiiiiiiiii!!!" Shouted her two devars. Obviously the shorter one was from Som dada, since he is very calm and composed one in the whole haweli after his baba.

Bondita's P.O.V :

Morning time is always a fish market in Roy Choudhary haweli. Sometimes I doubt on their identity of zamindaars. Hey dugga maa!! Koyeli didi And Bhari kaka are really for the namesakes in this house. I sometimes wonder what these people used to do before my marriage. And the worst part, what they will do when I will go to London. I started imagining the scenes at the door of kitchen. What should I do of my overthinking?

"Bahuuuuu!! Kaha reh gayi?" 

My train of thoughts were interrupted by his sudden shout. I quickly picked up the tray and ran towards him. Sometimes I feel the tray has more varieties of beverages on it than my plain dull life. No Bondita!! No random thoughts.

"Yeh lijiye kaka sasurji, aapki chai."  I said, keeping the tray on the table and wiping my hands with my saree.

"Chai chodo. Hume aaj bohot hisaab kitaab karna hai. Lekin hume humara chasma hi nahi mil raha hai. Tabse dhund rahe hai. Aao mujhe dhundhne mein madat karo."

The lines of worry were clearly visible on his forehead.

"Chasma??" I asked him confusingly.

He passed daggers to me. In no time, I started out search operation through the pillows of our sofa. Tired of searching , I hold my waist to breath freely And my eyes went somewhere, to the place I expected. I laughed, holding my stomach. Kaka sasurji will never change.

"Humari madat karne ke bajay ye daant kyu nikal rahe hai tumhare?"

"Niche jhukiye.."

"Kya??"

"Arrey jhukiye naa!!!"

He bent slightly downwards. Without wasting any time, I quickly moved his spectacles from their favourite place, his head, and placed it at their appropriate one.

"Pura ghar dhund liya tha bas ye jagah reh gayi thi." I Said, laughing hard.

Seeing his own silliness, even he started laughing with me. It always gives me a different feeling when he enjoys the moment with me. If this would happen always, I would like to find his 'chashma' for my whole life.

"Bonditaaa!!"

Our laughter was interrupted by my sasurji.

"Accha jaldi jaao, dekho kya hua hai. Aur thodi der yaha pe ruki toh Binoy ko Aniruddh banne mein jyada der nahi lagegi." He commented, which actually cracked both of us.

I picked up the tray and ran upstairs.

"Yeh lijiye sasurji aapki English Tea."

"Bondita voh factory ke bhandaar ki file dekhi hai kya tumne? "