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"With your hands & you on my lap" He said simply as if casually talking about the weather outside.

Bondita looked towards him scandalously, her insides unmoved. Was she discerning him correct? She was witnessing a pre-eminent version of Anirudh today. A dominant side precisely.

She knew, he was recalcitrant in terms of his own fitoor, stubborn as a mule! But it never ment he was dominant. He was an extremely practical person, willing do everything in a correct procedure but never with power.

"Patibabu...." Bondita coyly addressed Anirudh and segregated her hand from his to stand upon her feet.

"Did I ask something wrong Bondita..." Anirudh grimly said as he saw Bondita sedately taking steps backward.

Bondita guessed the heaviness in his voice and nodded timidly, afraid of her real confession. She wasn't thinking it to be right or wrong, she was just finding it difficult to do.

"I am sorry... I will take the coffee myself." He said in one go, his head down in contrition. His eyes welling up which remained unnoticed by her in the dainty lighted room.

"Don't be...sorry.." Bondita whispered. She knew her actions did hurt him. He wasn't willing to touch her inappropriately, it was acknowledged by her very clearly. Rather it was his innocent heart, which wished to spend a quality time with her.

Her distance bothered him. Unlike the past, she never takes the initiative even for a friendly hug cause this touches effects her. Pricks her heart very badly.

"No. I should be." His heavy words broke her chain of thoughts. "I just don't guess why have I become so ruthless these days? I am sorry for making you uncomfortable, Bondita." Anirudh said in a hoarse voice, eyes lingering on his lap.

He wished her as if wanted her to vanish instantly from his sight. Her distance killed him from inside. Her reluctance wasn't a new thing yet it pained him every time. Even last time when he wanted to help her when she had her ankle fractured, she had shown dejection to his proposal instead she preferred koyeli to be with her for her help.

Had it been his little Bondita, she would have been happy finding her patibabu near her all time. She could play, chit chat & study with him. But she? She was different. She neither plays with him or she wants his help to study.

He guessed it to be a part of her growing up, her emotional changes. But his dream broke that day when unintentionally he had opened one of her notebook. It was in the lowest shelf of her desk behind all the books. Kept in such a position as if wanted to hide it from everyone.

There was not secrets between them, thus without giving a second thought opened the book and started turning the pages. He felt his heart sank with each page. She was such a good artist but she never confessed. It was his drawing in every page, sketched with pencil. Precisely his looks in different occasions. He carefully noticed the date on the sketches. It wasn't her new passion. She had been doing it since last 3 years.

He felt guilty. He understood her real intention of keeping it as a secret. He couldn't bear her writing his name on her notebook then how could he like the fact that she drew his picture on this very notebook?

The smudged ink in various pages were the proofs of her valuable tears she shed in silence. With a worn out heart, he turned the last page and found a man sitting on a chair with a lady on his lap watching the moonlight night. The man seemed to be him but the face of the women wasn't drawn. When did she learnt to draw such intimate pictures? 

At that moment he wanted to rush to Bondita for asking an explanation but stopped on his way. He couldn't do that. She was mature enough! She was 15 and he simply couldn't invade in her personal space.

But one thing he understood that day was, she used to burn all her fantasy in silence. Today was just a testing day.

"Patibabu... I am sorry... You didn't make me uncomfortable. Shotti! " Bondita spoke after a decade of quietude.

Anirudh looked back in her eyes, and found her taking the coffee in her hand before she slowly made her way towards him and sat on lap taking him by surprise.

Was it real?





I may update another part today.

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