"Your honour,In the premises of the court Mrs Wilson is pretending to be helpless woman by blaming my client of something like domestic violence . But in reality she is more cunning than anyone can think of . All the witness have confirmed that how brilliantly had she manipulated Barrister Anirudh Roy Chaudhary and forced him to marry her.
Now your owner, Please permit me to interrogate , Barrister Anirudh Roy Chowdhury "
Saudamini looked at Anirudh anxiously as he stood up and walked towards witness box .Her thoughts drifted back to the days when she dragged herself in the premises of court.
As she walked in the premise of the court, her each step seems to be a mammoth task . As the distance from his cabin decreases ,her past came closer to her , reminding her all those broken dreams and lost happiness.
She halted near the threshold to analyse her decision, before drawing deep breath and getting firm on her decision.
"Barrister Anirudh Roy choudhury" She spoke, looking at the person who is sitting behind the desk , indulged in his files,not even recognising her presence.
As soon as her voice fall on his ears, she could see him getting still, before he looked up at her.
"Saudamini" He whispered , looking at her,with a face that clearly reflects his displeasure , reminding her of the letters that he used to write her , expressing his desperation for having a look of her face.
Time changes and the person too.
"Yaha kya kar rahi ho tum?" He asked .His voice reflected the envy of his heart.
"Ek Petition file karna hai " She said without beating around the bush, acknowledging the presence of another person in the room, sitting on another table at some distance, surrounded by files just like him.
"DIVORCE PETITION" She clarified .
The word was so shocking for him,that it took some seconds for him to process and to react.
"Divorce petition!" It was Aadhya who intervened giving him some time to digest this information.
Saudamini looked at her and spoke "Mujhe apne husband se divorce chahiye"
"Maaf kijiye. Mere pass pehle hi bahut case hai , Mai ek aur case nhi le sakta .Aap kisi aur Barrister se salah lijiye " He spoke as formally as he can , breaking her last string of hope.
"Tumhare alawa aur koi Barrister, Divorce petition file nhi karega" She spoke desperately , trying to neglect the cloud of despair which was threatening to engulf her .
"Divorce petition file karne ke liye koi thos wajah chahiye ." Aadhya spoke , indirectly asking about the reason for her decision.
She looked at her ,as numb as, she ever could be . Nightmare, that people called as life, came floating in front of her eyes , mingling with her scream that still echoes in her subconsciousness.
She looked at the person, who could be the anchor of her life , who was once cente of her dreams and who broke those dreams as if it was never meant to be there in first place.
Just because of Bondita .The girl who snatched her everything from her and pushed her in the living hell.
Her throat burn with bitter taste ,before she diverted her eyes towards Aadhya .
"Domestic violence ...." She managed to speak even though all her pain become fresh as if it all her wounds were new.
After her failed attempt to get hitched with Anirudh, her father threatened her to marry the person whom he would choose , citing the disgrace that he had felt because of her.
YOU ARE READING
His Lost Heartbeat
أدب الهواةPATI BABU!!!!. Her loud voice,filled with terror and pain rings in his ears .He looks up , only to find himself in the middle of the ocean , surrounded by the debris of wrecked ship, debris of his broken dream. "BONDITA" He shouted aloud, carrying...
