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"Barrister Babu , Bondita ka dhyan bilkul padhai per nhi hai. Aksar class me  so jati hai , aasan se sawalo ke jawab bhi nhi de pa rahi hai , homework pura to rehta hai per aadha se jyada galat rehte hai .Kabhi kabhi likhawat aaisa rehta hai jaise nind me likha ho.Agar aaisa chalta raha to hum Bondita ko school me nhi rakh payenge." Anirudh has already heard these words from the mouth of Bondita's teacher .

"Bondita se bhi bure pradarshan karne wale vidyarthi hai school me aapne unhe to school se nhi nikala " Anirudh had argued back.

" Wo sab ladke hai Barrister Babu . Unke liye samaj me koi dharna nhi hai .Per Bondita ladki hai .Usne Samaj se khilaf jaa kar school me dakhila liya hai .Aur aap bhi samjhte hai ki Uski nakamyabi logo ko dharnao ko sahi sabit karegi aur wo apni baat manwane ke liye school pe dawab jarur banayenge. Aur humare pass Bondita ko rakhne ki koi wajah nhi hogi. Bondita bahut medhavi chhatra hai  .Isliye iss baar school ne sab sambhal liya hai. Per Agar uske Parinam agli baar bhi kharab aaya to hum kuch nhi kar payenge" Teacher's word echoes in his mind as he looks at the report card .He blinks back his tears and looks up at his wife who is standing in front of him like a scared.

"Kam number aaye hai tumhe" He speaks looking at her .She nodded without looking up at him.

"KOI BAAT NHI" He speaks softly.

Hearing his voice, Bondita looks up at him in shock. For a second, she thought she has heard something wrong. Not only her but everyone else also thinks that they have heard wrong.

"Itni bhi badi baat nhi hui hai Jo itna pareshan ho Bondita . Jao fresh ho jao. Ek badam rasgulle mangwaya hai tumhare liye " He speaks . For some seconds everyone thinks that he is speaking sarcastically in anger .

But Bondita can see in his eyes .Is there any anger? No .
Disappointment? May be Yes .
Pain? Definitely yes .

He tries to smile at her and walks away from her ,holding her report card in his hand.

"Hum bekar hi itni tension le rahe the....." Voice of Som fall on her ears , she can hear the ongoing discussion about this miracle. She can hear Trilochan exclamation of happiness and Batuk's complain that how he could have recieved earful of scolding. But nothing can register in her mind .All she can see is his disappointed eyes, those eyes that always looked at her with pride .

Ignoring everyone else ,she dragged herself towards the study room. He is  sitting on his usual chair with his back facing her .She knows that he had known about his arrival but still he hasn't looked at her. She walks towards the chair and stands beside him. Sensing her presence beside him ,he turns the chair sidewise to face her

She holds her ears without looking at him while tears roll on her cheeks .

"Sorry ...."She speaks in low voice." Aakhiri baar aaisi galti hui hai. Dubara nhi dohraungi .Puri mehnat karungi Birristra Babu , Shotti ." She pinch her neck and looks up at him without realising that she is crying badly.

"Sara homework karungi. Har paath ko yaad karungi aur do teen baar dohraungi bhi. Bina wajah ek din bhi school nhi chodungi. Kuch bhi samjh nhi aaya to puchh lungi aapse .Bahut sare sawal hal karungi Pati babu .Phir se garv hoga aapko mujh per.Bahut mehnat karungi...."  He holds her both little hands in his big masculine hand , stopping her  abruptly. He slightly pulls her towards him and make her stands close to him while she looks down as more tears roll down from her eyes .

"Tum Mehnat kar rahi ho , Bondita " He speaks softly , wiping her tears from his thumb. "Dekh sakta hu mai" He speaks looking in her eyes when she looks up at him .

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