Bani wiped her tears, she started feeling ashamed of herself, pleading for herself somehow they were genuine not for show as Budima had instructed....she thought herself to be a tough girl....
Rowee ki nehi rowi.....Budima entered the room....
Bani nodded....
Hai hai mai mar jawa, pura sharmili lekin masterji ko bhi time nehi mila ane ka....abhi ana tha....
Yeh masterji kaun hai? Bani asked.....
Hindu School hai na Kalkutta me, uska master, Jai bahut manta hai unko....chal chal aja aja tu bhi ashirwad le le ......
Mai jayu udhar agar woh gussa kare toh....
Khali haath thori jayegi, nasta dene jayegi, aja aja jitna log jane tu munna ki patni hai, tere liye utna hi achha.....
Maji ?
Didiji abhi puja me baithi hai.....aja- Budima led the way....
Chhoti Chachi was supervising the main kitchen, Budima entered ...Chhoti didi...Bahurani ko de do masterji ki nasta, mai puri taul kar lati hu.....
Yeh lekar jayegi? Chhoti Chachi frowned.....
Kyu nehi? Budima looked surprised.....
Satyavati ko bula ke laiye.......aap kya kuch bhi nehi janti.....Chhoti Chachi replied in low voice.....
Satyavati nahane gayi hai aur uske baad woh chhitti likhne baithegi apne pati ko....dupaher ki dak me bhejne ke liye, ayegi toh nehi..Budima informed....
Mai Ramu kaka ke haath bhejwa dungi....
Areh ram ram Masterji kya sochenge, ghar ki bahu betiya keya mar gaye....tauba tauba....waise bahut ho giya, mai puri taulne ja rahi hu.....katori pura saja ke dena.....Budima left....Chhoti chachi glared at Bani, Bani stood her head down....
The head cook made the plate ready....Chhoti chachi instructed him to fry fresh pieces of fish....Budima came with the puris.....Bani was handed over the plate, it was heavy laden with food, Bani carried with ease.....
She went towards the outhouse which seemed to be Jai's office cum meeting room.......as she climbed on the veranda she heard a voice saying.....
Jai then the whole purpose of getting married has been defeated.....the revenge you wanted to take Angshuman Rai....
Masterji, yes you are right, I am sorry I could not keep my promise to you, it was my dream to see you get back your right but then Masterji please do not worry, all is not lost yet, I am not giving up hope, I have made some plans.....
Jai whatever you deem fit, it is not for me, I do not have any inclination to get back my ancestral property but then I am worried about the people of the Sonargaon, they are suffering Angshuman Rai is a ruthless zamindar without any mercy.....
Hmmmmm and thanks to Vijayraj he has started borrowing, with my marriage to Priyambada, I would have readily given him money against papers of course.....damaad se le rahe hai, safe bet....or would have won Vijayraj's trust, he is desparate for money....Jai thought aloud.....like white ants would have finished them from inside.....
Chalo chhoro be careful whatever you do because if I know Angshuman Rai, woh khali nehi baithega, one of these days he will make an attempt....
What kind of attempt? What face does he have to make the attempt....
I do not know....it is my apprehension but then I hope I am wrong.....
Bani cleared her throat.....Jai looked up to see her standing with food....
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Storms Never Last
Historical FictionI wanted to write a Cinderella story but as I progressed the story became a bit more than that. It became a story of women who were ahead of their times, some brave, some timid and some a bit crazy. Set in rural Bengal, before the independence of In...
