Shades Of Thirteen

A Try ~ VI

Naina POV:

Her husband & her in-laws said sorry and all blah blah blah to melt us down, but we were too angry and irritated with the entire scenario that we didn't eat anything at their reception & came back with a heavy heart.

Me and Dad were crying in the whole journey, others were consoling us. It was the first knock to us, when we should understood that this family will ruin my sister's life, but everyone was silent just because all were trying to save the marriage and not that girl.

In a middle class family especially when wedding is done at the cost of own house, no one can even think to get out from the marriage no matter what the girl would be facing in future. Nothing exceptional happened this time too. No one is really happy with her marriage and specially seeing everything at her in law's house, but all of them preferred to kept silence to save her marriage, So I was...

After a week we finally had to leave our house and hand over our own house keys to the new owner, all households had started shifting to the rented house.

I was not numb, also I was not only crying loud, it was a feeling of pain which no more hurts me. It was like giving your childhood memories, giving your sisterhood memories and giving your parenthood memories to someone else who even don't know anything just for the sake of few bundle of papers called money. That day I realized how much money is important and how much people get valued and privileged if they have money. People with money can buy any new toy, new books, new clothes, new car and even they can buy someone's house and their memories... That day I had decided and promised myself, I will always prioritize human and their emotions over money.

It was a feeling that, someone is cutting my skin and separating them from my bones. My body and soul are getting separated, I have tried to glued with all our house walls so no one can separate me from my own home, I didn't want to leave my own house and go to a rented place.

That day I was crying like a baby, a baby cried when losing her chocolates or favourite toys. Or a baby who lost her mother and cried for rest of her life for her. I still cry for our home.

I never understood that own house meant a lot to me as I had no fear of losing it till day, but I was losing it in reality I realized what this pain was. No matter our house is not well decorated, well maintained still own house means you are the king of it, no one has any right to say anything to you.

We had entered to the rented flat, my first experience of rented house and the Pros & Cons of it.

Days were passing without D, her in laws even didn't allow her to visit Agartala or to meet with her family (us). After one and half month D came with her husband to our new rented house, I was so happy seeing her, I jumped with joy and kissed her. She hugged me for so long as if she wanted to compensate for last one and half month, that I have spent without her hugs. But her husband had some other plans with me.

I was not comfortable with him, I spoke to him for just sake of talking as he is our guest and more of it he is the husband of my sister.

But surprisingly Bobby became his very good and close friend. They both had a good bonding, I thought may be for D, Bobby is trying to make her husband feel special and valued. But now I realize my thoughts were not correct.

Anyways, one day, late evening he asked me to take him to a shop, he wanted to buy cigarettes. Maa, asked me to go along with him, as he is new to this place, I obeyed.

I took him to a shop where cigarettes were available and he bought one packet and we started walking towards home from the backyard road (pond side) as it was a shortcut. With formal chats, suddenly he held my hand and demanded something that was not only weird or unexpected but was enough to boil my blood inside my veins: