Thakur's Healer | 18+ ✅

6. धर्म हिंसा तथैव च

Chapter name meaning : The violence that is practiced to establish righteousness is acceptable.

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Author POV

"Aap logo ko samaj kyu nahi ata hai... bhaiya ki galti nahi hai. Wo harami sarpanch ka launda aur uske madarchod dost...unka kia dhara hai ye sab. Unhone bhaiya ko drugs diye kyuki sale marte the bhabhi pe...aur bhabhi bhav nahi deti thi."

"Why don't you both understand....bhaiya is not at fault. That rascal Sarpanch's son and his motherfucker friends had drugged bhaiya. They used stalk and eve-tease bhabhi, but she never entertained them."

Jairaj exclaimed, tears travelled down his eyes. Balraj and Aradhaya harked him.

"Language, Jai. You are standing before ma."

Balraj bawled at Jairaj, twisting his arm, authority exuding from his voice.

"Ab wo Dhanraj Singh Thakur ki biwi ko to hath nahi laga sakte the na.. isliye haramkhoro ne aise badla liya bhabhi se. Bhaiya ko roko please...warna mar mura jayega wo."

"Now she was 'Dhanraj Singh Thakur's' wife, so they could never get her. They did all this to avenge bhabhi. Please stop bhaiya from doing this....else he'll die."

Jairaj bellowed, completing his statement, without paying much attention to what Balraj had just instructed him.

"I don't want to lose my brother again. I've just got 'one' back."

Jairaj groaned, holding Balraj's palms in his hands, more tears rolled down his distended eyes.

"Please bhaiya." He implored, and Balraj flared, deciphering how badly those men had affected his family, the life of an innocent girl and the mental health of his brother.

"Are you serious?" Balraj yelped, clenching his fists, and flaring angrily.

"Yes! Bhaiya. I'm very sure that he has thought of something worse... maybe suicidal."

Jairaj quavered, his gaze flickered between his brother and mother, and he ran to his mother. Kneeling before her, he held her palms in between his, and muttered

"Ma, do you really want bhaiya to die?"

Aradhya's eyes turned teary, and she instantly shook her head. She stood up, and strode to Balraj

"Balraj, I had no idea that all this was planned by someone. I kept cursing him. I know what he did is wrong, but....but....I don't know what I should say."

She burst into painful sobs, crouching, as she lost the balance. Balraj held her shoulders immediately, and encased her in a tight hug.

"Gaadi nikal Jai. Dhanu ko kuch nahi hoga. Ab Jo hoga us kamino ke sath hoga...aur aisa hoga ki unki atma bhi royegi."

"Get the car out, Jai. Nothing will happen to Dhanu. Everything atrocious will happen will those bastards now...and they would suffer so much that their souls will wail."

Balraj declared, and both of them ran to the garage.

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Author POV

Dhanraj was driving the gypsy insanely on the old Naini bridge, that was devoid of people and animals. On both sides of the bridge, the depth of Yamuna river was waiting for him. His hair was fluttering amok in sync with strong waving winds. His eyes were incensed, and inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes, just for a moment, to remember all his family members for the last time.