Anirudh had been sitting on the couch of the foyer bored enough of sipping the unwonted coffee and reading all those romantic poems kept on the centre table. Thus making his mind for the next destination, climbed up the stairs for fetching his little wife, busy chatting with her sister after long.
He was about to enter and invade in their conversation when he froze just a step away from the door listening to his Sampoorna Ma's words.
"Don't you want to be a mother, Bondita?"
He felt cold gush swaying his warm blood with it. The excitement in his eyes died, fists loosened its hold. Mother? He was never expecting this conversation to go through between them.
His Bondita was just a child, merely a sixteen year old teenager. Was it necessary for her to bring out such topics infront? He knew Sampoorna was pregnant, her visible baby bump being the evidence and taking a little about her motherhood or showing a little curiosity in this matter may be a part of job for his tyrant Bondita. But Sampoorna shouldn't have stuff this words in her head.
Teenagers often sway hard with emotions. Motherly instincts were too broad for her to capture and understand fully. And he wanted to keep her away from this craps. This was not the correct time for her to grasp these things. Although most the girls of her age were married and probably a victim of this.
Being a mother at the age of 15 to 16. This was not a very big deal for this society. Cause all they care is about their family's heir not the mother. Preferably the male child.
Deciding to listen her answer, Anirudh stood behind the doorstep anticipating tapping his feet incessantly on the floor. But silence followed for a minute.
He felt air hit his lungs again when Bondita replied meekly.
"Mother?"
She sounded low and he could feel her voice a little cracked too.
"Yes, Bondita, Mother! Just imagine how would it feel to curdle up your child in your arms....?" Sampoorna explained dreamily. She envisioned it with teary eyes. It is just a couple of months and she will have this blissful moment in her life.
"I will have your children to play with...."
"Of course Bondita.... But having your own blood is different..... I know Anirudh is too reluctant to converse with you about it. But Bondita see his age? He is 27, an age when all the men same as him have atleast 3 to 4 childrens. Moreover you are turning 16, so.... You are understanding what I meant right?" Sampoorna's word made Bondita nervously gaze down and play with her fingers on her lap.
"He hardly cares about it Sampoorna di.. I know that."
"That isn't true Bondita...." Sampoorna's eyes welling up, understanding in what dilemma her sister was. She had created her own imagination she was ignorant of shedding away.
"Can I ask you something?" She was hesitant to ask.
"Sure Bondita..." It was in a comforting tone.
"How... I mean what made you feel you want to be mother right now? I mean.....like how you got the child....." Her last line was almost a whispered making Sampoorna's cheek burn.
On the other hand, Anirudh would have missed the line lest he would have his ears kissed the wall. He knew eavesdropping was wrong yet he couldn't let something wrong with his Bondita. He just couldn't bear if anyone tried to feed her something unnecessary or ridicule, especially for her age.
But when, he grasped the tone she asked, he did felt a little guilty. The one who always believes in spreading knowledge to everyone, especially his noyermoni (pearl of eye) was reluctant to make her understand this one topic only.
The sex education.
He knew, she was sixteen and very mature to understand these equations yet it seemed so difficult on his part. May be their situations were such. Had she not been married to man , almost double of her age that too at childhood, things wouldn't have been much complicated.
Now if she knows, that they as a husband wife are rightfully allowed to cross those unventured boundaries, she would definitely choose to stay away from him more than present.
He could her read her mind and understand her body structure without her saying anything. She had changed a lot, especially after the fiasco he had created by marring his love at first sight, Manorama.
Although they wholeheartedly accepted each other, but there wasn't that much liberty in their physical closeness. He as a fully matured man and she as a growing teenager, knew what differences it caused when they were in touch of each others not so commonly exposed parts.
She had refrained herself from those touches voluntary so do he, to avoid the erupting bubbles of voluptuous emotions.
But guessing her question, he felt it was her right to know about it. After all, the girls around her, actually her friends, were all mother by now and she didn't have the glimpse of its process.
"Bondita....." Sampoorna felt she how burst out of shame, "do I need to answer you? Anirudh could do the job...."
"Why can't you?" She winched and frowned her brows.
"I can ! Its just he could make you more comfortable..."
"I am comfortable with you too!"
"Ok ok... I will tell..." Sampoorna cleared her throat. "So basically love between a couple leads to this...."
"Love..?" It felt more like a question to herself. She knew, it was impossible for her and her patibabu to fall in love....even if she always loved him. It was, is and will be one sided only! Always.
"Yes.... And being in love a couple comes close to each other...."
"For what!?" She regretted her question but it was necessary for her to know!
"For....for loving each other by.... By touching, kiss...kissing..." Sampoorna couldn't say more!
"Kiss?" She gasped as her innocent orbs meet her bashed ones.
"And there is more..." She had created a web of questions in her litte mind.
"Leave it...." Bondita felt it unbearable to listen. The mere thought that her patibabu will kiss her, precisely cheeks made her go red and wild out of turmoil.
"You know Sampoorna Ma....?" She paused and looked back from her lap to meet her eyes. 'Ma' Sampoorna had sensed the changed, "My friend, Ashalauta? She's 16 and now is pregnant.... That day I went to school and heard it from her. When I saw her, I could sense the joviality in her, the blooming of her skin, just like I had seen yours. To be honest, I was very neutral to react. I mean I was happy, extremely happy for her but somewhere I didn't feel it correct."
"Why?"
"I mean...she is so young..just 16.. How can she handle both her child and studies? You know, she aspires to become a doctor but won't the child effect her studies her dream? What if, someday she got to choose between her dream and her child? What would she choose?"
"You are over thinking Bondita... Such situations may never arise right?"
"What if they?"
"Then child comes first according to me."
"See... Child... This a barrier towards dream and I guess I am not ready for it yet..."
"But think about Anirudh..." Sampoorna softly uttered.
"Bondita......" It was her patibabu. Bondita squeezed her eyes instantly praying he listened nothing!
She didn't want his dj session!
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