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...
Bondita closed her eyes tightly, wishing all of this was just a dream. Just a part of her imagination but it wasn't. The weight of files in her hands, the tears streaming down her cheeks and the words still ringing in her head that she just read was a brutal reminder that it was truth. Her truth, her reality, her future.
She sneered at the thought and kept the file back at it's place. She was about to exit the room when she found Sampoorna leaning on the door playing with her long curly hairs cascading down her shoulder. She hummed an old tune Bondita was used to since childhood.
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Her mind went back to the time when Sampoorna's soft times gave her relief, a sense of calmness and belongness but now they were nothing but a mockery to her.
S:- Kya hua Bondita? Ab kon si aisi umeed bachi thi tere andar jo aaj toot gyi?
B:- Umeed nhi sasuma bass ek sawal hai... Akhir kaise koi itna badal jaata h... Ki pehchan mein hi na aaye?
Sampoorna stopped humming and scoffed before she turned to look at her little baby sister. Her eyes turned gentle for a second and she whispered slowly.
S:- Tujhe sawal puchne ka shaukh hai na? Aaj jawab de fir mujhe... Tere sawaalon ka jawab usi mei hoga.
B:- Kaisa sawal?
S:- Dokha kise kehte hai?
Bondita blinked at her and answered in confusion.
B:- Jb koi dia hua vada tode...
S:- Vada kon deta hai...?
B:- Jispe hme vishwas ho...
S:- To dhoka dene wale ko kya kahenge?
Bondita clicked her tongue in frustration but Sampoorna's words were troubling her.
B:- Vishwasghati...
S:- Vishwas kispe krte h...?
B:- Jo hmara apna ho...
S:- To apna kon hota hai?
B:- Jinse dil ka rishta ho...
S:- to meri pyari Bondita jo dhoka de vishwas tode kya vo apna hota h...? Kisi ko apna hm khud bnate h... Dhoke ki khubsurti aur badsurti dono hi yhi h... Ki milta usi se hai jisse kabhi sapne mein bhi umeed na ki ho.... Badlte vhi log h... Jinki aap rag rag se vakif ho... Chodte vhi log hai jinka haath pakad ke safar shuru kiya ho... Aur jite jii marte vhi log h... Jinke naam apne apni har ek saans likh di ho...
Bondita carefully listened to each word Sampoorna spoke.
S:- Jb koi dhoka de to iska mtlb tune use haq diya hai tere vishwas ko todne ka... To Tu kis haq se kisi se ye sawal kregi ki kyu vo badal gye?
B:- Aap fir se baaton ko ghuma ke apna gunnah chupa rhi hai didi...
S:- Mei kya chupaungi bhala? Maine galat kiya aur mein manti hu... Mere saath jo hua shayad usme teri ya tere barristara babu ki koi glti nhi thi... Prr saza unhi ko milti hai jinki glti nhi hoti... Vaqalat ke faisley nhi hai ye jo aankh prr patti bandh kr le legi tu... Meri galtiya gina krr apna dard nhi chula skti Tu... Ab kispe bharosa krna hai uss prr krr prr dhoka milne prr ussi haq se unse sawal krr jis haq se unhone tera dil toda.
