Ishq ka Raang Safed Piya

11.Kartvya Parayan

"Squadron Leader Sidharth Singh Rajput !..Indian Air Force.

Location still undisclosed but somewhere may be in Eastern part of India.

Native of Bhagalpur Bihar engaged to Shehnaaz Rana from Darbhanga Bihar ,his family lives there itself.Father is government college Principal and Mother is a teacher.Sister is also Government employee.Ek cousin brother bi hai who is an ex Indian Air Force Officer.

Baki abhi kuch pata nahi...I will try to find something more shortly".

" Ok....good Job!!...suna hai...Indian Armed forces me bahut halchal chal rahi hai..khaskar in Indian Air Force...koi special allied force bhi banane ki baat chal rahi hai...aur isliye hume har fauzi ki har ek khabar leni hai..chahe jaise bhi ho...tum apna kaam karte raho...fir baat karte hai".

The man on the other side of the call replied after getting the information and hung up.

"Ladoo" .

" kya kar rahi ho tum yahan itni raat ko akele?".

" wo ..wo....wo...hum...hum...".She gulped in fear.

" Are Pooja ....kahan chali gayi thi...chalo jaldi....Pappa wait kar rahe honge".And she walked fast inside her house before those angry eyes captured her heart and mind...again.

She felt thirsty and streaks of sweat dropped from her head in fear....she saw glimpses of her hand and the cut on it which she had got few days back before her alliance was fixed..she saw herself sobbing and those rough hands wiping her tears and showing sympathy to her as well....and then she saw someone slapping her hard and pushing her on the threshold of the door while she looked back in helplessness....with teary eyes,quivering lips ,shaking and trembling hands till the door was shut closed hard on her.She felt the only source of support,motivation, her nobler has gone forever...her heart felt scared and she came out of her sleep opening her frightened eyes.

Shehnaaz opened her eyes and wiped her for head,face and eyes to get out of the sleep rubbing her warm hands....the strong smell of Heena cladded hands struck her nostrils and exactly then she noticed the dark maroon color of the Mehnadi applied on her hands yesterday night...

It had turned out so beautiful...so dark and neatly designed Mehandi for her wedding,the peacock designs made on the palms by heena looked like actual Peacocks were dancing on the hand and the Shehnai made around her wrist looked like they were actually playing on the occasion giving a soothing mangal Vadya sound just like the sound of Shehnai playing outside on the loud speaker of the music syatem.A beautiful bride was made on her Left hand with her name ' Shehnaaz ' and Groom was made on right palm and just below that she saw Sidharth's name written in full glory.

She touched his name ' Sidharth ' written in the darkest shade of Heena ..it smelled so fresh and aromatic ..the mehnadi of his name has turned out magnificently beautiful that she kept staring her full heena cladded hands over her whole arm .

" Dekha kaha tha na...ki bahut gehra rang hai Sidharth bhai ke pyar ka..jarur rang layega...ab dekho...kitna sundar rang aaya hai..gehra kaala surkh kathayi(marron) rang...".Shagun spoke standing near her watching Shehnaaz's hand.

" Kya didi...aisa lag raha hai koi parchar/Prachar( Ad) kar rahi ho..gehra kaala surkh..jaise Kajal..baal ka dye, tel ya shampoo ka ad..ya fir surkh laal kathayi...Gutkha/ Paan masala bhi to hota hai na...gehra laal kaala ya marron..fir!?".Shehnaaz said rolling her eyes.

" Off ho Sanu. Faltu baatein na karo humse...mehnadi ka rang dekho kitna badhiya aaya hai..bahut hi jyada sundar...par ye Sidharth andar chuppa kar likhna chahiye tha..unko to phatak se apna naam dikh jayega tumhari mehndi me...suhagraat ke time ye mehnadi me apna naam khojne me thodi mehnat to karte na wo..tabhi to mazza aata....par tumne to unki sari mehnat baccha kar baad ke liye rakh di".Shagun spoke laughing.