Separated

Confrontation

The two shadows met at the darkest corner of the Rani Mahal late at night."Hua kya hai... jaldi boliye." He looked around alarmed lest the guards see them."Wohh, humne yeh socha ke aapko suchit kar de ke Shyaam mandir bolke hum Jija ko kaha le jana chahte." Her voice had a hint of anxiety in it."Matlab? Subah aapne hi toh Dadabhai se bola...""Haan Dadabhai Shakti,woh islie kyunki hum nahi chahte thee ki woh ya Jija jaane se mana kare...""Par le kaha ja rahe hum unko?""Jaha sab kuch ka aanth hua tha wahi se nayi surwaad karvane." She smiled faintly."Kya? Vrindavan? Asambhav. Dadabhai nahi jaenge waha." He shook his head vigorously making it a point that it was impossible to convince an adamant Kunwar Pratap."Ve avashya aenge, unko aana parega. Jija ke liye." Pur's voice was loud and clear as he stood there watching her leave. "Ajabde bhabisa ke bhaati yeh bhi sherni bann rahi, hei eklingji hum ko dadabhai ke krodh sebacha lena." Shakti murmured a soft prayer.At dawn, two Palanquins left the Ranimahal as Jaivanta Bai whispered a small prayer watching them go."Bhai Shakti yeh hum kaha jaa rahe?" Kunwar Pratap was restless in the forest path as he reigned Sarang. "Hum ko srighraa Shyam mandir pouchna, Ajabde..."Hum aap ko bhabisa ke paas hi le jaa rahe hai, jaha woh hai....""Hum kuch samajh nahi paa rahe Bhai Shakti spastta se boliye.""Pur Behena. Hum ko itna samay kyun lag raha hai Mandir pouchne mein?" Ajabde called out softly from her palki."Ohho Jija woh humne ek dusre mandir ke baare mein suna toh hum waha pehle jaa rahe bas." Pur tried to sound normal as she said a soft prayer."Humari putri ko lekar woh Samanth putri kaha chali gayi... agar usko kuch ho gaya toh?" Pur's tensed mother paced the room stopping at Dheer Bai's entry."Hum bhi yehi soch rahe thee, bhagwan na kare... par sach yehi hai ke woh dono toh sautan hai, ek dusre ke prati....""Dheer Behena." Sajja Bai's firm voice made her stop. "Waise toh sautan hum aur jija bhi hai, par jija humse behen se bhi zyada sneh karti. Aur Ajabde humari jija ki parchai hai bhabisa aap ko koi chinta ki..." She stopped watching a fuming Dheerbai leave.Ajabde's heart skipped a beat getting out of the Palanquin. Those white marble stairs brought back horrifying memories of the day that changed her life, changed her. One by one she made her way up the same stairs to reach the porch he had left her at. Pur smiled at her saying "Aap yaha rukiye hum abhi aate hai Jija.""Ji." She managed to find her voice and smile faintly watching Pur go. Breathing in deeply she closed her eyes. The Temple complex. Those stairs. Her Daata's last breath. Ghrina karte hai hum apse... prem marr gaya hai..... His words had haunted her sleep."Ajabdeh?" A shiver ran down her spine as she heard his voice behind her. No. She was not Ajabdeh anymore, she was Baijilal. She wiped away the lone tear and straightened her face to turn and face him. Kunwar Pratap's eyes twinkled a little. With the memories of his biggest regret. He had left her unheard, he had been the reason her father."Hum e puja ke liye vilambh ho raha..." She started to excuse herself as he blocked her way; he just could not let her go. Not this time."Ajabdeh humari baat suniye. Hum e pata hai humse bhool hui hai, humne galti kiya, sambhavta aisi galti jiski kabhi sapne mein bhi apne humse apeksha nahi kiya tha.Hum sshama mangna chahte hai Ajabdeh... hum...." A lone tear trickled down his eyes as she looked up at his face, hands folded he was looking down In shame.Ajabde smiled making him look up at her eyes, they were unreadable. She walked past him turning her back to him as he turned confused "Ajabdeh?"Sshama? Kis baat ki sshama maang rahe hai aap Kunwar Pratap? Bijolia ki Samanth se bhala apko kaisi....""Hum Bijolia ki Baijilal se nahi, apne patni se baat kar rahe hai.""Patni?" Ajabdeh smiled facing him. "Kaisa Patni?" He looked away as his face showed guilt."Kahi aap uss patni ki baat toh nahi kar rahe hai na jo aapke bharose, Bijiolia se yaha aayi thi. Jisne hamesha yeh socha ke chahe duniya uske viprit khadi ho jaaye woh hamesha aapko saath paegi."Ajab...." He looked hurt as a thousand daggers stabbed him."Kya aap uss patni ki baat kar rahi hai, jiske laakh kehne ke uprant aapne uska ek baat tak nahi suna? Jiske marte huye pita ke baare mein sunnke aap ne ek baar bhi Bijolia mein pao tak nahi rakha? Keval islie kyunki sambhavta kisine ek chitthi se jo arop lagai thi aapko woh sahi laga... Kyunki islie ke aapke liye apne patni ke sacchai ke upar tha apke chotima ka aarop?""Hum aisa..." A tear trickled down his eyes and made her heartache. But she was not weak anymore."Ya phir islie kyunki aapko Pur Baisa se vivah karna hai aur aapko apne patni ka samarthan chahiye tha?"Bas Kijiye Ajabdeh, bohot bol chuki aap." He was cross with the last straw."Haa Kunwar Pratap, hum bohot bol chuke, lekin aapke bohot bolne se bhi hum apko yeh kabhi nahi keh paaye, apke jhute aarop sunte rahe hum. Sochiye Kunwar Pratap agar aapko aisa lag raha hai sacchai se, toh humko unn jhute arop se kaisa laga hoga? Sochiye ke uss beti ko kaisa lagajab aapke karan apne aakhon ke samne usne apne pita ko....""Ajabdeh, hum ... hum e pata hai..." He tried to compose himself to say everything he had planned to, all night."Jaiye Kunwar Pratap. Aj Kunwarani Ajabdeh Baisa aapse kehti hai, kar lijiye Pur Baisa se vivah aur yeh samajh lijiyega ke aaj ke baad aapki patni bas ek wohi hai, Bijolia ka Baijilal aapko aapke sabhi uttar dwaittyo se mukt karti hai." She took three steps back as he stretched out his hand to her."Nahi Ajabde, nahi..."" Maar chukka tha aapka prem, aj maar chuki Kunwarani Ajabde Baisa." She turned and took the same stairs down to her palanquin without looking back as he stood there like a statue, this time, alone and helpless watching her palanquin go."Hume shama kijiye hum asafal huye." Pur's soft voice made him wipe away the coming tears and turn to her."Aap unke piche jaiye, unko aapki avashakta hai." His voice was calm and composed, as he stared at the roads leading to Chittor."Ji?" Pur asked confused."Hum..." he smiled faintly "Jaante hai apne Ajabdeh ko, woh... Hum e dukh deke dukhi na ho aisa ho nahi sakta...."Pur stood silent staring at his unreadable face dumbfounded. She had expected an argument, maybe an ugly one too. Never had she imagined the Bravest valiant Kunwar Pratap to be silenced by Ajabdeh Baisa. And here he was once again worried for her. Pur left in silence as Shakti placed his hand on Kunwar Pratap's shoulder."Sabha bulaiye Ranimahal mein bhai Shakti. Samay aa chukka hai Chotima se kuch jawab mangne ka." His eyes reflected the fury Shakti had expected."Ji Dadabhai."

"Hum wohi karenge jo aap chahti thi, Ajabdeh. Hum aapke liye yeh yudh bhi jeet lenge jaise pehle jeete thee. Aapko hum yeh yakeen dila denge ke hum kabhi aapka haat nahi chorenge. Yeh Kunwar Pratap ka vachan hai, Kunwarani Ajabdeh Baisa."