ENDEARMENT (ON HOLD)

Innocent Intimacy

Discretion of readers required.

The satin white curtains danced wildly to the tunes of the strong wind, as Anirudh took his steps to bolt the window but instead leaned on the rim with fold hands enjoying the gleam of moon on the pond.

The constant ripples reminded him her unsullied laughter which echoed on all the walls of the haveli including his own inner walls.

It also evoked a past memory when an awful day turned to a serene beautiful moment of his life unexpectedly.

It was a surreal past, a mixture of virtue added with fantasy.

As Anirudh got out of his car after a busy tiring day, though worn out with much excitement took the wrapped banana roll and walked straight.

He was exhilarated for this day as it was the day the nature bore the best of its  creation for him, just for him.
His Bondita. And he wanted to make it special on her turning twelve, he wanted her to cherish the day heartfully also wanted to be the reason behind her smile.

Was first suprised to see the haveli sparkling meticulously highlighted with all possible rich embellishments, thinking it to be his kaka's present for his only beloved bahu walked inside.

Entering in, was welcomed with the glow of chandeliers, colourful curtains hung decoratively with flowers rolled around the pillars gracefully also with the fresh aroma of delicious delicacies from west.

His eyes were in hunt of his queen, queen of his heart.

He smiled at the preparations as priorly he had planned all this but his case hearing falling on same day turned his plans upside down but internally thanked his kaka for making it all special.

Indeed she is special so has her birthday should be too.

But his smile and gratitude all vanished, was extremely startled hearing the ongoing conversations. It fumed him hearing all possible cringy remarks, double meaning talks with no filter, few woman shying in shame while men giggled sipping the sherbet. He felt so raged more than embarassing.

He realized the reason, it was quite obvious from the atmosphere but it was the same day, the people of Tulsipur knew the impulsive nature of their Barrister babu. In seconds, the beautiful haveli was turned into messy, muddled and chaotic because of his haywire.

Petrified would be an understatement, they all were terrified at his outrage. With his ruffled hair, reddened eyes, flinched nose, jaws clenched, veins popped up all over and fingers rolled in ball. He roared at all for the hassle they were overwhelmingly preparing, he felt like a menace or even a demon to them, his screams and bawls had made them judder and shudder that all together left the haveli to save their ears and themselves from his wrath while his kaka sighed in indignation.

It was the day, the people of Tulsipur had decided to stay away from him. Not because, he was Zamindar or Barrister but fearing his uncontrollable fury and spleen when it was about his little wife.

Composing himself, Anirudh asked, "Bondita kaha hai? Batuk"

His little brother who himself not yet recovered, frightenedly showed his hand in a direction leading to the backside of the haveli.