Bondita's heart broke into pieces when her Pati Babu married another woman. She stoned her heart and froze her broken heart afterwards.
Would Anirudh realise his mistake? Will he be able to pacify his little wife?
Will the broken hearts ever mend...
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The next morning came soon. Sampoorna arranged everything to welcome the new bride with all the rituals.
Binoy and Ksj silently sat on the sofa not wanting to participate in any of the functions.
Ksj:- Kya saja rakha hai ye sb. Hmne kaha tha ki hum iss shaadi ko nhi mante fir bhi ye sb?
Sampoorna looked towards him with lowered eyes. She spoke too much last night in anger and although she again wanted to point out that it would be wrong to punish Manorma for Anirudh's action she just stayed quiet.
She quietly turned around and continued her work after the men left the place in anger.
Just then Bondita stepped down dressed well in her Banarsi Saari adorned in heavy yet stylish jewels. Her beauty was contemporary but unlike her usual self her hairs were not tied. The clam but mischievous look was ling gone from her eyes replaced with somewhat coldness.
Sampoorna saw her in this avatar for the first time. No matter how many times she took her anger out on Bondita but she never saw her this broken yet standing firm. She gulped and stepped towards her.
S:- Bondita...!
Bondita heard that soft call of her 'didi' after ages but she felt nothing. She looked at her with same unhinged expressions.
B:- Ji boliye...
S:- T.. Tu thik hai na?
A sarcastic laugh skipped her lips. By now kaka and Binoy also came in the hall when they heard the sound of anklet s stepping down the stairs. Som and Batuk came running down stairs.
B:- Bohot jldi yaad aa gya apko mere haal ka?
Sampoorna looked down. She felt hurt by that unknown tone. Never in her life she thought her lil sister would talk so coldly to her but then again she was the one who failed to be her elder sister.
B:- Bihari babu?
Bb:- Ji choti malkin..?
B:- nyi bahu ki swagat ki sabhi tayari ho gyi...?
Bb:-..... Ji?
B:- Maine kuch pucha h... Ya ab apko bhi meri baaton ka maan nhi rha
Bb:- huh.. N.. Nhi choti malkin. Aisa nhi h... Saari tayari ho gyi h...
B:- Thik h... Arti ka samay ho gya h... P-- barrister babu aur unki nyi patni ko arti ke lie bulaiye...
Bb:- ji...
This time Bihari obliged without a sec thought. The family watched the whole scenario open mouthed. The Bondita they knew knew anything but being sweet. Her chirpy voice was enough to light up the room. But today the voice was cold and untouchable. Her words always held others captive by it's cuteness but today they fell enslave to her orders.
