1st book in the series "Ray Barir Bouma"
"She is over twelve years of age Young Master! Her body reeks of sin and only by marrying Brahmin will she be forgiven!" The Pandit(priest) spat.
"Fine then! A Brahmin is needed right?" Madhav steps in front...
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"Please see that she refrains from any work which will cause her stress. In fact I recommend that she rest for at least three days and then resume her work." Boidyo Moshai said after checking her.
"I have prescribed some herbs, please see to it that she takes them once everyday on an empty stomach." This time the words were indicated to Nayak Moshai who simply nodded.
"Tahole Ami ekhon ashchi Korta. Jodi er modhe kono rom oshubidha hoye janaben. I'll check up on her after three days if everything goes fine." He said getting up from his seat as he joined his hands.
(I'll take my leave now then Master. If she feels unwell within the next few days please give me a call.)
"Dhonnobad Boidya Moshai eto raat e ashar jonno" I replied, reciprocating his gesture.
(Thank you Sir, for coming this late at night.)
"She kono byapar na Korta. Apnake shahajjo korte perechi eta e Amar kache onek. Ashi tahole Ami ekhn" nodding at his reply, I gesture at Nayak Moshai to show him off. (It's my Pleasure to be of you help Master. I'll be on my way then.)
A deep sigh left my mouth as the door closed shut as I tilted my head up. Holding my head I take in a deep breath.
I am calm.
I am calm.
I definitely did not just make a restless decision which might cause me to face my father's and society's wrath.
Well I don't actually care about the second part but my father...God that man will go ballistic if he finds out I brought home a girl and her family. Who were ekghora( isolated) and shudra by caste.
"Amar Baba Dada...where are they?" My eyes snapped open as I looked at the girl. Her voice, like honey piercing through my ears as they ease the stress my mind has created. For a moment I just looked at her. Just her...feeling a strange sense of wholeness in me. (My Brother - Father... Where are they?)
"K-ki holo Kotta?" her stutters make me furrow my brows. Not in annoyance but...well yes, maybe a little annoyance but frustration for the most part. (Please say something Master.)
"Kotta?" I absentmindedly asked. (Master?)
"Kotta ke? Ami?" I pointed at myself. (Master who? Me?)
Wait, has she been regarding me as Kotta?
"Apni... nahole r ke?" She asks meekly. Her head down as her hair shadows her face cascading down her shoulders onto the bed. (Who else if not you?)
"Hmm..." I hummed, making my way towards the bed.
Stationing myself on one corner of bed I stare into the nothingness in front of me.
Silence ruled for a few minutes as I tried to think what I should tell her for her to rest assured.
"Apnake Kotta na hole r ki bolbo?" She asked softly. (What shall I call you if not Master?)
