As it was late at night when Bela reached home, she slept languidly because of exhaustion and distressed health. Next day Bela comes in dining hall at around 11 am.
"Beta aap ab breakfast toh nahi karengi na.. Aap baithiye lunch ready hone hi wala hai.", Yukti asks standing behind her. "Jee bua, bas aap fresh apple juice de dein. Ab bas datt kar lunch karungi. Maine ghar ka khana bohat miss kiya." Bela smiles moving towards her.
Yukti prepares all her favourite dishes in lunch. Bela seemed a little weak to her and she says so too. "Jee bua, weather wahan pe thoda different ho gaya tha na, shayad isliye tabiyat thodi upset lag rahi hai.", very cleverly she cut off the snake incident otherwise Yukti would have turned anxious.
"Main toh bas aapke aane ki dua kar rahi thi, aapke bina toh pura ghar suna-suna lag raha tha. Har cheez jaise kaatne ko daud rahi ho.", she says running her fingers through her soft wet hairs.
"Bua, agar aap itna deserted feel kar rahin thi, then by God, I'm not going anywhere now on.", with utter love she puts her head on her shoulder.
"Beta, I wish aisa ho pata. But aap bhi jaanti hain, yeh hona toh impossible hai. Ek din toh aapko apne ghar jaana hi hoga, phir hum alag ho jayenge.", Yukti sighs.
"God forbid! Hum kyun bicchdenge. Yeh bhi mera hi ghar hai, Whoever marries me, unhe yahan mere saath isi ghar pe rehna hoga. Meri bua akeli kyu rahengi? Unhe meri bua se mohabbat aur izzat karni hogi.", Bela frowns.
"Mohabbat aur izzat ki baat toh theek hai par ghar mein rehne ki baat zara bhi pasand nahi aayi." -"Par kyun, meri dost Suhani ki badi behan ka husband toh unke saath hi rehta hai..", Bela points out.
"Haan toh Suhani ke jija isiliye saath rehte hain kyunki uss bechare ko Maa-baap nahi. Aur Suhani sirf do hi behne hain, na koi bhai, na hi koi rishtedar. Par humari Bela Rani ka Raja, na toh beghar hai naa hi anaath. Bhala poora pariwaar hai, maa, baap, bhai, bhabi, ek shaandar haveli.." Yukti says in a flow.
"Kyaa?", Bela's head snaps towards her in shock. "Hmm woh.. Aap jab yahan nahi thi toh aapke Baba ke dost 'Shekhawats' ke yahan se aapka rishta aaya tha. Auratein mil kar gayi hain..", Yukti narrates the happening.
"Baba ne mujhse puchhna bhi gawara nahi kiya aur mera rishta tay kar diya.", her chin quivers.
"Puchenge kyu nahi, final jawab toh aapki rai lekar hi denge. Bhaisahab toh filhall yeh chahte the ki main aapke kano mein yeh baat daal doon taki aap achchi tarah soch smjh kar jawab dein.", Bua says softly.
"Waise ko-koun Shekhawats?", Bela asks fumbling. "Arre wohi jinke yahan se saare organic foods gift aate hain... aapko yaad nahin.?", she questions back. "Woh!! No ways Bua! Tell me you're kidding me, right?" Bela stands up in a jerk. "Nahi beta, I'm not kidding you.", Yukti smiles sheepishly.
"Main wahan shaadi nahin karoongi.", she declares. "Par kyun beta? Aakhir aapko problem kya hai. Itna achcha khaandan hai. Khule dil ke log hain.." "Bas Bua.. Aap toh unki tareef kiye jaa rahi hain.. Kaise bataun main aapko reason?", Bela says holding her head.
"Frankly batayie ki kya problem hai.!"
"Bua woh log zamindar types raja-maharaja.. Haveli-mahal.. Farms.. Farmers.. Village area.. Main gaon waale mahoul mein.. I mean.. Uff Bua.. Everything is so complicated.", she completes skeptically.
"Nothing is complicated. Woh gaon mein nahi rehte bas Mysore ke outskirts mein unki haveli hai and wahan pe unke log farming karte hain.. Par hain toh woh log royal hi na. Hotels ke chain hai unke.. Itni properties hain. Aur ladka bhi bahot educated hai. Unke business ko sambhal raha hai. Sharif log hain. Aapke baba toh bahot tareef kar rahe the." Bua get into doing her works, pushing Bela in a pit of confusion.
"Baba ne kaise aisa faisla kar diya mere liye. Kya aise Anushka ko bhi gaon mein rehne bhej denge? Lameia Aunty jaan ko nahi aa jayengi!? Mujhe gaon ke log bilkul pasand nahi aur unke saath puri zindagi kaise guzarungi main?", her anger keeps increasing.
While Bua keeps praising them, "Hamsafar izzat dene wala aur pyaar karne waala hona chahiye. Gaon ka ho ya shehar ka isse farq nahi padta.. Aur aap unlogon ko gaon wala kehna chhod dein.. Woh Gaon nahi hai beta.. Uff kaise samjhaun main aapko."
"Aap par na haveli ka jadu chha gaya hai. Unke jo tohfe aate hain na.. Badi badi fruits ke baskets, pure honey, blah-blah.. Un mein kho kar aap ko meri feelings ki fikr hi nahi hai..", she rolls her eyes.
*
Sitting in the balcony of her room, she keeps gazing on that dark sky, dazed in some crucial thoughts. Her phone rings and a small smile played on her lips.
"Hello Bela darling!", the voice resounds. "Hi Vishi!", Bela sounds a little dull. "What happened Babes, you're fine?", Vish questions. "Yeah! Everything alright.", Bela thinks to not tell her about the proposal now.
Vish, "How's your feet now?" "Yeah, it's absolutely fine. By the way how do you guys found me that day?", Bela says.
"Oh Bela! In your baseless ire that day, I forgot to tell you. Actually I called you when professor was asking for us to come back. But any other guy picked up the call and told us about your situation." Vish continues, "Be thankful to that Angel who saved you."
"But who was he? Did you claimed for his any contact? I guess I should thank him." "I'm sorry Bela, it literally blew off my mind, but you know he was so handsome and charming..", Vish says in fascination.
Bela gets to know about his saviour and her heart whelm because of that person's humanity and kindness. She smiles and continues talking on random topics.
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