The journey in the train (completed)

Ch-23

" why this train is decorated with flowers??" sana questioned looking at one of the couches.
" Maybe kisi ki barat jaa rhi hai ya aa rhi hai" he answered looking for their seats on the notice paper.
" this going to be our coach also" he hummed taking the begs.
The people are all dressed up in traditional attire, some were taking off their makeup, some are sleeping with their mouths open, the curtains of the cabin are opened giving them the view, the chattering of old men and women echoing in their ears.
" I hope hume Sirf 2 barths wali seat mile" sidharth whispered finding out their seat number, to his dismay, they allotted a seat with 4 barths which were also occupied by some elders who are busy in some serious discussion with suitcase opened in front of them which have some gold jewellery . Sana looked at him, he sighed rubbing his forehead.
" excuse me uncle" sidharth called, three of them looked into his side.
" woh ye hamari seat hai" he said nervously seeing their reaction.
" yene" one of them said shifting from the sit.
" ji" sana asked.
" come" one of the men who is in his late thirties told them.
" we are doing some work, till then both of you please seat here" they nodded.
" Aamhie(we) booked the sampurna (whole)coach" the elder men speak with discontent.
" Aajoba (grandpa) santha vha ( calm down).
" What are they speaking?" sana elbowed him.
" I don't know much Marathi sana" he stated as a matter of fact.
" But why do they are having this much jewellery," she asked him in a hushed tonne.
" Tyānnā sīṭa badalaṇyācī vinantī karā" ( request them to exchange the seats)
"Vicāraṇē(asking) but aajoba bache Jhōpalēlē āhēta( are sleeping)" the man said,  aajoba sighed closing the suitcase and going out from there.
" I think they are gussaa," sana said looking keenly at the retreating figure of two old men.
" Why are you so much interested?" he asked drinking the water.
"I don't know, maybe curiosity"
After some time a couple comes and sat on the opposite sit, the man was the same they saw when they entered, the woman is wearing a blue saree, she drap it's in Marathi style, sana immediately falls in love with her nose ring.
" here" a soft voice called her, she looked at her side, sidharth was sleeping because of tiredness again a voice called her.
" bahinaa"
" Ji, sorry I didn't understand what are you saying" she uttered with a nervous smile.
" take this," the woman said offering her the bakharwadi, she take one bite of the dish she saw in her life and it tastes amazing, her eyes closed to savour the taste for long.
" its so so good, maine kabhi khaya nh what's this called?" the lady smiled at her innocence before answering her question this is called Bakarwadi, made from gram flour dough made into spirals stuffed with a mixture of coconut, poppy seeds and sesame seeds. It is then fried until it gets crispy. It can be stored for weeks and enjoyed as an evening snack.
" Ohh that's too much information as I don't even familiar with the names you just take" sana laughed.
" you don't know cooking?"
" no, I never tried and no one taught me ever, by the way what's your name"
" Aadhya and he is my husband Sirak Bhosle" he nodded his head slightly which she replied with a small nod and a smile.
" and what's your name??"
" myself sana Shergill"
" what's your husband name??" she asked looking at him who is holding her hand, she sighed looking at their hands on his leg then at his handsome calm face.
" you lost in him, how much time you had in marriage??"
" agghhh" she bites her bottom lip with nervousness " sidharth Dutta" she replied.
" how comes your surname different" Aadhya asked.
" We don't believe in changing surnames, he thinks that all women have their identity, if she wants to change it she can and if not it's her decision" she repeated the exact words he writes in his book.
" he must love you a lot" Sirak hissed with her wife nonstop question, he nudges her to stop.
" you think so??"
"it's visible" Aadhya said looking at their intervened hands.
" hey can I ask you something, I am just curious, this all decoration means I saw a barat on a train" she laughed.
" yaa, actually the girl family jisse my brother-in-law got married life here in Bhopal like unka ancestor home is there, so he requested our aajoba, means grandpa ki wahan shadi karaye after a lot of convincing he agreed on that, with this much luggage and people it's hard to travel in the aeroplane so we decided to go with the train," she told her, sana hummed.
" that's must be exciting na," she asked
" tiring with small child's"
" you have kids"
" yaa two they are sleeping there" she showed her.
" they are cute" she complimented.
" can I ask one more thing?" she asked being her curious self.
" phucho"
" I saw a bag full of jewellery, like is not safe to travel with"
" oh no, those are the gifts from girl family" sana hummed understanding.
Her phone ringed with a private number, she excused herself, covering sidharth with a blanket.
*********
" Hello, who's this?" she speaks.
" oh my love, you just picked up your fiance call" Ankush speaks from the other side.
" stop it Ankush, you ars not my fiance anymore" she whispered yelled.
" yaa yaa, you may be fucking some random guy, don't you," he asked.
" watch your language?"
" oh right, you are fucking some bastard and telling me to watch my language, did you forget you are mine"
" don't you think it's too late to claim me yours" she gives it back.
" just come home otherwise I have my ways, I know you are with some guy"
" I am not coming" she declared.
" you know me better"
" I don't think so, you are sounding like some possessive boyfriend which you are not"
" see come home we will get married and start afresh"
" and why would I do that?" she asked.
" by hook and by crook you have to marry only me sana, I love you" he confessed.
" ya sure you just loved the deal you have with my father"
" at first it was only that but now it's the obsession I have, I just crave for you"
" very sure, your ego is hurt Mr Ankush"
" sana don't test my patience"
" you better not call me again"
" I killed that bastard if he came close you"
" oh really it's hypocrisy, you may sleep with my cousin woh bhi being engaged with me but I can't being single" she yelled.
" now you watch me what I do"
" fuck off," she said cutting the call.
**********
" I never loved you before but you became my obsession now sana, it's only you I am craving for" Ankush said painting the beautiful picture of sana.
" you are mine and only mine"

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