Uttara rubbed Satyapriya's head with affection.
" Don't cry dear. They are performing a Yagna there being the daughter in law of the clan your tears is not good at this moment" She pecked her forehead.
" Talk to him Mata, I can't stay away from my children " Satyapriya said with hiccups.
Uttara gave some warm water to drink to stop her hiccups.
" Anila is full I guess " Uttara diverted the topic and took the baby from her hands and placed him in the cradle. Satyapriya looked dull.
" Who is he to seperate kids from their mother? Atleast do you Abhi agrees with him?" Uttara asked.
" Bhrata is stubborn this time from the past three days he is hell serious with things " Satyapriya sobbed.
" Let him be but final decision would be mine na? You are our darling daughter Satya we can't see you dull " Uttara cupped her face.
Satyapriya looked at her awe. "How easily she used the word 'we' instead of ' my '!" She thought. Because in the word 'we' only Uttara was alive.
" You have not yet considered them as dead. Aren't you?" Satyapriya you.
" Never in my dreams. I am living with my husband and sister still " Uttara smiled swinging the cradles.
Satyapriya always admired this quality of Uttara. Uttara was like un detachable part of Vatsala.
" I myself can never imagine sharing my husband with someone. I would literally kill the other woman out if anger. But how did these two women lived soo happily?" Satyapriya thought.
" Have ever felt jealous on Vatsala maa ?" She asked.
" Yes indeed" Uttara replied for Satyapriya's surprise. Uttara smiled at Satyapriya.
" Everyone loved her including me that's why I felt jealous" Uttara smiled.
" When I married your father. I was extremely nervous. We both were like poles. Moreover he already had a wife. Somehow we managed to start living like couple but soon Abhilasha's death devastated him. For the first time ever in my life I saw the vast family is in tears not because someone is dead but because Jiji was broken. But still she didn't created much scene because I was a new bride and Swami should spend time with me also. She comforted me in every possible ways. What all your uncles and grandparents says is absolutely true dear, She don't know how to hate " Uttara had tears.
" Your father's death was a thunderclap for me. My family was dead and now even my husband. If Jiji wasn't there that day I would have became a lunatic woman. She lived for me and my son again. To fullfill my wish of having a baby shower she literally brought her whole family as a present for me " She said.
" I was not alone at any moment of my life. But on the day of her demise not you but I became an orphan. I just don't want to feel my husband and jiji are dead. I may die if I do so. I am living with them today also. I play the judge role for their nonsense fights. I am the sole listener of all the poems of my Swami. I am the sole companion of jiji even today that's the truth " Uttara cried.
Satyapriya pressed her shoulder smoothly.
" See I was supposed to console you but I am crying here " Uttara smacked herself.
" You must know how horribly they both used to fight for everything not even they kept quiet in dining hall. Swami used to beat jiji even and she was no less. Those were really awesome. It may be few months only but still we three lived it soo beautifully " Uttara giggled.
The enormous sound of thunder and lightning startled both of them. Infants started crying as their sleep was disturbed because of that.
Uttara rushed towards the window and peeped out.
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Darpan : A Lost Diary |✓|
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