Vihari falling in love ♥️♥️♥️:
"With the photograph on his knees
Vihari hoped to be able to drive out
Binodini’s image from his mind with contumely. But Binodini’s embrace, soft with her youth, agonised with her love, still clung about his feet.
“ O wanton destroyer of a happy home !” his judgment wanted to say.
But Binodini’s uplifted lips, pleading for a kiss, seemed to reply “ I love you. Out of all the world have I consecrated you mine.”
But was this a sufficient reply? would it serve to drown the anguished cries of a devastated household ? O heartless witch!
Was Vihari wholly angry, or was there a trace of longing in his tone? Could his heart really reject this offering of love at a moment when it had just been left destitute, divested of all the claims of a lifelong affection? When had he even been offered anything like this! He had all his life been gleaning on the outskirts of the field of love. Now that Love itself in lavish plenitude, had served a feast on plate of gold for himself alone, what nice scruples had made this unfortunate reject it!"
"What songs had remained
unsung in those rare auspicious moments, how incomplete had been the festivity. Pale and feeble seemed all his previous memories in the glow of that rosy kiss held up to him by Binodini. How could he even have got through all those years as Mahendra’s shadow ? What a futile existence. He could not then have even imagined the ravishing melodies which were now wrung from sky, earth and water by the pangs of love. How could he ever cast out from his mind the image of Binodini, whose embracing arms had in a moment lifted him into this entrancing world of beauty. Her gaze, her longing had now spread all over the universe, her passionate breathing coursed ceaselessly through his pulsating veins, the soft warmth of her touch enveloped and kept open like a flower his enraptured heart."
