The Second Bloom • 18+

24. Surprising talks with sisters (Malini's POV)

After my sisters finished their works - probably meeting their husbands and putting their kids to sleep, both of them sneaked inside the room.

Ofcourse, for the first time I was going to be a part of sister's conversation.

Before this, I've never slept with them.

I still remember one night when I was unmarried, they both married and had come to their mayeka, they both had pushed me out of the room saying I cannot listen to their conversation.

Glad, I'm married this time.

We were sleeping side by side on the bed, me in the middle of both of them.

And the very first sentence from Soma Didi's mouth ruined my mood, "Bohot bura laga tha hume Amrit ji ke baare mein jaan kar."

I gulped.

Roma didi spoke,

"Haan hume bhi. Hume toh laga tha ab kya hoga. Sach kahe toh Hume babu-ji par bilkul bhi bharosa nahin tha Malini. Naa hi tumhre sasural walon par."

"Haan, fir, yeh gaye the tumhare sasural, Amrit ji ke antim-sanskar mein. Kuch dinon baad khabar aayi ki tumhari shadi tumhare de- humara matlab, Varun ji se ho rahin." Soma didi said.

I was just listening to both of them.

"Malini, humari maano, bohot accha hua ki tumhari shaadi Varun ji se ho gayi, warna babuji ke khayalat toh kuch aur hi the." Roma didi said and my ears became alert and eyes snapped to them.

"Kya?" I asked in a low voice.

Soma didi hesitated, "H-humne toh suna tha... Ek... Kisi...adher umra ke... Mard se, baatein chal rahin thi tumhari shadi ki...."

A lump formed in my throat.

Varun was right.

"Hume bhi inhone bataya tha," Roma didi said, "Humne kisi tarah inse bolwaya bhi tha babuji se ki aisa naa karein."

Soma didi squeezed my hand gently, "Khairr, choro beeti baatein. Yeh batao, Varun ji asal mein kaise hain?"

A genuine smile appeared on my lips instantly.

"Acche hain, didi."

"Amrit ji se jyada?" she asked.

I replied, "Hume pata hain, hume unke baare mein aisi baatein nahin karni chahiye, Didi. Par, dono mein jameen aur aasman ka farq hain."

Roma didi muttered,

"Matlab, jyada acche kaun hain. Humara matlab hum naap-taul nahin kar rahein dono mein, bas ek baat puch rahe hain."

I smiled, looking up at the roof,

"Naap-taul nahin didi. Sach bataye toh, jab hum unn ke saath the toh woh hume acche lagte the. Poore dil se. Matlab, woh .... Humari zindagi mein pehle mard the, humare pati... Humare liye sab kuch toh wahin honge na. Unke siwa humne kabhi kisi aur ko nahin dekha unke rehte."

"Magar... Inke saath sab kuch bohot alag ho gaya ab didi. Hume pehle unki bohot yaad aati thi, sochte the hum koi gunaah kar rahein hain dusri shaadi ki taraf kadam utha kar. Par jab se hume pata chala ki woh hume dhokha de rahein the, tab se humara Dil Tut Gaya, Didi."

Both of them gasped.

Roma didi asked, her eyes widened, "Amrit ji? Tumhe dhokha de rahein the?"

I nodded my head. Why would I not tell them? It isn't my fault. And why should I hide it from my blood sisters?

"Dhokha? Kaisa dhokha?"

I replied, "Humare hote hue dusri aurton ke saath sote the, jismani sambandh banate the," I chuckled, "Aur hasne ki baat toh yeh hai ki din mein kisi aur ke saath samband banane ke baad, poori raat Hume bhi jaga kar rakhte the, unhi gandi haathon se Hume chhute the."