After hours of travel, Randhir finally reached Adaarpur. Stepping off the bus, he looked around. The village was small, dusty, and far from developed. Yet, something about it called to him.
As he stood there, a man around his age, wearing spectacles, waved at him. Randhir walked over.
L: "Main Lakshman. Main aapko lene aaya hoon."
R: "G chale."
He held his suitcase tightly as Lakshman guided him through narrow, dusty lanes to a small house—a one-roomed dwelling in poor condition.
L: "Yeh raha room. Halat achhi toh nahi hai, par bas yahi available hai."
R: "Haan, koi baat nahi."
Randhir smiled, determined to make the best of it. After arranging the modest room, he slept.
By evening, he noticed a missed call from his mother. Calling her back, he heard her worried voice instantly.
R.M: "Hello?"
R: "Hello, Maa."
R.M: "Mera beta kaisa hai?"
R: "Maa, main acha hoon. Aur aap log?"
R.M: "Hum bhi theek hain. Achhe se pohoch gaya tha na? Koi problem toh nahi hui? Aur jagah kaisi hai?"
R: "Maa, koi problem nahi hai. Main okay hoon. Aap itni tension mat lo."
After a few minutes of conversation, he ended the call. Soon, there was a knock on the door. Opening it, he saw Lakshman.
L: "Woh, apko bhook lagi hogi. Yahaan paas main hi ek choti si jagah hai. Wahan khana acha milta hai."
Randhir nodded, and they walked together. After dinner, Lakshman showed him the dispensary, just a short walk from his house.
R: "Ab aap ghar jaiye, hum thodi der thel ke chalain to jayenge."
Lakshman nodded, and after a polite goodbye, Randhir started walking back alone.
Suddenly, a commotion caught his eye. A girl was chasing a man along the road, and then she fell. Instinctively, Randhir rushed to her side.
R: "Aap theek toh hai na?"
The girl looked up, her dark brown eyes narrowing in a frown. Randhir froze for a moment, mesmerized. She was Sanyukta.
S: "Tane ke lage? Mane kuch bhi ho?" (angrily)
R: "Woh... aap gir gayi thi, isliye poocha." (hesitant, eyes on the ground)
S: "Chhore, ithe tu apni chinta kar mari na?"
R: He nodded. Then he noticed her hand was bleeding.
R: "Aapko chot lagi hai. Chaliye, bandage kar deta hoon."
S: "Tane bol na, mari chinta na kar." (angrily)
R: "Woh... main doctor hoon."
S: "Mare gaon main doctor aaj kab hua se?"
R: "Woh... main aaj hi aya hoon."
S: "Zyada chonch na chala, aur had main raiyo. Ithe samjha?"
R: He nodded silently.
Without another word, they went their separate ways.
Back at home, Sanyukta yelled:
S: "Shanti!"
Two minutes later, a girl appeared. Sanyukta glared at her.
S: "Kith mar gayi si?"
Shanti: "Woh... woh." (gulping)
S: "Chup! Mare ko chot lagi, mehram pati kar."
Shanti nodded and did as told. Sanyukta then walked toward her father's baithak. He was sitting, smoking his hoka.
K: "Ke hua, chori?"
S: "Bapu, woh khabri mare hath se bach gaya." (sadly)
K: "Koi baat na se. Woh pakda jaayega aur zinda jala jaayega sabke samne. Ke koi bhi yeh galti na kare."
S: "Yeh theek se, bapu." (smiling)
Night passed, and morning brought a new beginning. Randhir woke up, stretched, and began his daily routine. Later, he went to the dispensary and put up a board in Hindi: "Main yahan gaon ke logon ke liye doctor hoon. Sabka muft ilaj karunga."
Over the next week, villagers began visiting him, and he helped all who came with patience and care.
One day, Parth, one of Sanyukta's brothers, spotted him and approached sternly.
P: "Ke kara hai?"
R: "Woh... main yahan appoint hua hoon as doctor."
Parth grabbed his shirt collar.
P: "Qaide main rahiyo!"
Sanyukta, seeing her brother with the boy she met that day, placed a hand on Parth's shoulder.
S: "Bhai, ith ki kara se?"
P: "Is chore nu samjh ra sa." (glaring at Randhir)
S: "Bhai, ae kuch na karega. Dekh tu iski surat."
Both brother and sister laughed softly, while Randhir bowed his head, unsure of what to say.
As they were about to leave, Sanyukta held Randhir's jaw firmly.
S: "Bhai ne jo kaha, samjh gaya na?"
Randhir nodded silently. They walked away, leaving him standing in quiet contemplation.
That night, Randhir lay awake, thinking about the intimidating behavior of Sanyukta and her brothers. He had come here to help people, yet it seemed the village had its own way of welcoming outsiders. Exhausted, he eventually fell asleep, still pondering the mystery of this fearless girl and her formidable family.
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