Sometimes, brain fails to perceive the buried truth though recognised also fails to accept bowing to the world's irrationals but heart is recalcitrant, fervid, unsubmessive atlast stands above and against all.

"Haan, Pyaar hai woh teri, Prem hai tum dono ek doosre ke liye aur Mohabbat hai tuje ussey... Yeh hi satya hai aur tum iss sachayi se chahkar bhi baag nahi sakthe... kabhi nahi."

Though at earshot Anirudh shuddered at the words also was about to totter yet gaining efficacy turned back to face the person only to get securely enveloped in a tight soothing hug.

As he tried to wrench himself received patts on his back trying to console his inner turmoil. Though felt familiar, his uncertain state had blocked his mind unable to proceed further but somehow surrendering helped to lighten his travail.

Jerking away at once, he heared him again with same affirmation "Uske liye khood se bhi ladna, uski kushi mein kush hona aur uski dukh tuje takleef dena, uski ek muskuraahat ke liye kuch bhi kar jaana, uski suraksha ke liye apni jaan dene ke liye bhi tayar hona, har wakth uski bhalaye ke liye sochna aakir uski ek jalak ke liye tadapna... yeh sab prem hi toh hai."

As the known familiarity turned limpid was taken aback not only for his words but also the person who voiced, Anirudh stood motionless being numb unable to utter yet made a vigorous nod in negation in his defence.

Passing a small sarcastic smile, the person continued "agar woh teri pyaar nahi hai toh har wakth uski chinta kyun ho rahi hai tuje? Uski yaaden kyun satha rahi hai tuje? Uski bhalaye ke liye dhoor rehna aur usi doori se kyun takleef ho rahi hai tuje? Uske liye kyun gawah hai teri jaan? Sirf usi ke pass kyun sukoon miltha hai tuje? Woh tere jeene ki wajah kyun hai?" Pausing a minute, added on "Usi ke pass kyun lautna chahtha hai tere dil? kyun teri zindagi uski naam hai? Akir woh tumhari zindagi ke sath tumhari parchayi bhi ban gayi. Kyun? Kyun woh tumhari har kushi ka Karan hai? Jawaab hai koi tere pass inn sawalon ke liye?"

Stumbling back wobbly at the dagger of questions thrown on him, whispered inaudibly "par prem... nahi. Yeh galath hai, paap hai yesa nahi ho saktha"

Cutting him off placing hands on his shoulders, maintaining the smile uttered in asseveration "Bondita ke sakha babu kabhi galath ho sakthe hai kya? Isiliye isme Na galath hai aur Na hi paap, haan galath hoga agar tum uske dil ke badle uske dikavat se akarshan huye toh, paap hoga agar uski maasum si muskurahat ke badle uski tan se matlab ho tho. Par yesa toh nahi huha aur na kabhi hoga janthe ho kyun? Kyun ki sachi mohabbat hai tuje ussey arth pyaar mein leen hokar sirf apne aap ko puri tareke se samarpith kar rahe ho woh bhi bina kisi apekshaen se, svaartharith hokar apna sab kuch var dena akir uske liye khood ko bhi mita dene ke liye tayar ho aur isiliye baarish se iss darthi ko joh sambandh hai utni hi adhbuth rishta hai aap dono ki"

Observing his unrest, he added on "Aur Pyaar ahem hai ek shradhapurn bhavana hai, pooja hai, joh lagaav judaav aap dono me hai woh ek sarvasheta ehsaas hai aur sab se zaroori baath prem  jaath, paath, pad, unpad, amir, gareeb, rang, roop akir Umar nahi dekthe... agar yeh sab dekha toh woh pyaar nahi sauda ban jathe hai. Samaj saktha hoon mein... tum dono mein Umar ka faisla hai par yaad rakh yeh sab dekha toh radhekrishna, Gaurishankar aur Siyaram nahi hothe aur jab bagwan hi pyaar ke samne juk gaye toh tum ek sarasari manushya, tum kya. Agar abb bhi galath laga toh ek bar apne dil pe hath rakh kar anke bandh karke khood se poochna... tumhari sari savaal ka jawab mil jayega."

As he constrained himself not because of the person but his own restless heart, unsettled mind and rootless soul demanded to know the residing truth which might turn into eternal verite of his life.

With eyes closed as he positioned and debriefed him, he saw her running towards him in a great pace by lifting her brightly hued green saree matching the lush green backdrop accompanied with the melodious and uneven clinks of her bangles, anklets, her long tresses flying to the tunes of wind, her eyes glowing, her face sparkling and her smile widening further as she neared. For once unknowingly his lips curved upwards slightly at ease and euphoria as he felt her real and startling him, his single thought of her made his heart unflappable, mind pacific and soul rest in tranquil atlast his all self in equanimity. In the end, he felt her, all her on him precisely innermost depth and undeniably cherished the feeling of her resinding in him. It was then he impelled to believe his spiritual fervent in buoyant for her, his Bondita.

Though was stunned by the revelation of veiled fact, it staggered him more at the person who was the reason behind it. Escaping his nonplussed state, right away grasped the person who in return caressed his back in aegis and reassurance. As he whispered into his ears "Aap sachme bahut..." Interveneing him, still in embrace the person spoke in a steady tone "Nahi, nahi. Itna bhi tariff math karo, joh bhi kiya apne beti ke liye kiya. Tum meri beti ki zindagi mein bahut ahem ho, yeh mein jaan gaya, abb tho yeh bath tum bhi jaan gaye ho, abb sirf intezaar hai meri beti ki aur uss din tum dono se zyada kush mein hoga."

Parted with a sheepish grin listened to Rajeev, his sakhi's father more keenly as he spoke "aur... meri beti yah kahoon tumhari sakhi sachme tumhari parchayee hai patha hai kyun, kyun ki jab meine ussey tujse bath karne se saf mana kiya usne marham na lagane ki zidh karna shuru kiya, Keh rahi thi jab uske sakha babu teek nahi hai woh kese marham lagake teek ho sakthi hai... aur yehaan mein jaan gaya tum dono ki naata...abb mein chalthi hoon patha hai meri beti zidhi hai par baap hone ka farz tho nibhana hogana muje aur maaf kardho mere gusse ke liye toh chaltha hoon Bondita ke sakha babu." Also Anirudh bid bye with a bashful smile, it was the first time he was evident of his coy at the mention of her name and it totally amused him.

Savouring his new ecstasy, paused a minute and glanced the Chakraborthy's mansion, reminding Rajeev's words stormed into his haveli's kitchen and with huge struggle climbed the pipe leading to his Bondita's room. Once reached, confirming the clearance hoped inside in hush and beamed at the sight of his serene beauty in unkempt slumber but grieved at the few unaided bruises all over her, it twitched him for being the reason of her state composing himself inched to her and sat himself beside her and held her right hand only to get dumbfounded when she murmured "sakha babu... sakha" in undertone. Being elated at her overt act, once again controlling himself with help of his forefinger gently brushed the Turmeric antiseptic over her forehead, then over her arms atlast moved to check on her legs finding none sighed in relief but then the open window allowing the sudden breeze made her frill frock climb upwards though an inch it smashed him, not at the beautiful tiny mole on her right knee but the blemishing deep cut wound just atop of it. Though forbidden and unauthorised smeared the yellow paste gently causing her to flit in twinge.

In a haste moved upwards and caught her distraught face which turned to subdue in between his hands, leaned over to whisper "Bondita, maaf kardho apni sakha babu ko, bahut dukhaya na tere dil ko aur nahi kyunki hum pehle jaise ek sath kush honge abb toh aur bhi karib hokar, shotti" airkissed, though unsatisfied involuntarily retired to his study to have a poised sleep after a tiring pandemonium but not before gazing her his hearful.

As the Sun rose purveying another day laying inert in slothful sleep lurched reminding her and at once flounced to terrace at the possibility to view her. The distance he made had already ached him and now with actuality he was inneed of her, held on in anticipation for minutes afterwhich as he took steps back in disconcert stopped abruptly at the ding of her anklets, instantly hiding himself behind the pillar peeped his head out for her vista.

Already demented at her aided wounds, jaded and fitfully dragged her to the cloth rope hung on her balcony with her saturated clothes. Promptly like a shot peeked the Roy Choudary haveli only to get dispirit, as noticing her he hid himself yet again adjusting clothes on rope keeked only to obtain same outcome and forthwith moving eyes in sideways and biting tounge also being assured of her solitary pulled them all in one go and appeared to adjust them back with eyes hunting for him while perceiving her antics made him grin uncontrollably in coy at her failed attempts to squiz at him. And when about to retire, promptly stopped at the sudden bawls and glancing back saw the pals conversing furtively.

"Boudi, ajaaou na khelne bahut din hogaye sath khelkar abb toh aja." Batuk whined looking up towards her balcony.

"Nahi, bilkul nahi yehaan meri behal horahi hai tuje khelne ki padi hai kya?" Bondita spoke being vexed.

"Abb toh pariksha bhi katam ho gayi abb aur kya hai" Batuk stomped in irk.

"Arey patha nahi kya sakha babu mujse bath hi nahi kar rahe aur door bhi hai uski wajah se meri jaan ja rahi hai aur tuje khelne ki padi hai kya. Chali jaou mera mann nahi hai." She replied in ruffle.

"Kya boudi, dada toh yese hi hai thu hi toh kehti tede hai aur kabhi kabhi mad bhi, toh abb kya huha ussey chodo aur neeche ajaou khelne." Batuk replied back in annoyed tone making both Anirudh and Bondita's eyes wide in surprise.

Recovering herself, furiedly lifting the huge mud pot "kya kaha tede aur mad woh bhi mere sakha babu ko... abb aurr rukaa tho issey tujpe fekk dungi sachi, sharam nahi atey apne dada ko yese kehte huye, kaka sasoorji teek kehthe sachme Nalaayak hai thu." and threatened to throw on his head and break it in process.

"Arey thu bhi toh kaha abb mein kaha toh nalaayak hoon kya?" Batuk responded in pique.

While she retorted exhibiting her right "Woh mere sakha babu hai, sunaa tunee mere sakha babu, mere hai... aur mein unki Bondita, toh mein uneh kuch bhi kahungi tuje kya par tum nahi kahoge phir bhi kaha na sach mein fek doongi tum mera acha dost aur devar hone ke nathe chod rahi hoon warna..."

With that, Anirudh saw his brother returning in resentment while his sakhi retired in aggravation and nodded his head in defiant at their petty squabble over him, though couldn't resist from  adoring her also found them hilarious.

Getting himself prepared for the day after much needed time concluded to rectify his mistake and pacify her with a pleasing gift good enough to melt her heart. Though he knew it was him and his words more than gifts that worked on her, chose it to be way more unique this time because of the new found fondness. Turning blind eye to the world walked out carrying a diffident smile at her thoughts with that her eyes scrutinized at his departing figure who wearily awaited, grew distressed at the view and quickly rushed behind him not before grabbing the mixture from the ceramic bowl placed beside her. At initial, steps halted due to weakness caused by starvation though managed to run behind him with pace but subsequently missed his frame yet known about his steps directing to bazaar, painting hard moved towards the same. Unable to trace him it bothered her in a uneasy way as it was just minutes before the running radio had proclaimed curfew at the danger of emerging riots which was expected to spread wildfast and also at her father's  strict warnings restricting outdoors as the Britishers ravingly enraged to find the revolutionaries who secretly planned to overthrow their present ruling government with objective schemes. Knowing his temperament, it scared her more fretful in tense about the notion of him being hurt with eyes still poozling for him.

Once reached, Anirudh was confused about the choice yet after much time finalized a wrist trinket made up of dazling pearls though first wanted to buy the gold plated thin waistband which looked ravishing restricted himself as it was not time for such pleasants and thoughts yet couldn't keep out from imagining her wearing it merrily as it would just make her look alluring. Soon disturbed at the talks of the shopkeepers moved to pay and as paying alarmed and agitated at the discussed news of the young maiden being burnt alive at the cause of her elopement with her lover. It troubled him, though hurt in a swift his impulsive mind made up to maintain a safe distance from her for her.

Being tropified and dazed stepped out to behold a ruthless inhumane sight, as he stood motionless saw the commotion where people ran for saving their lives, few stomped and crushed due to the unruly rush also being victim of spooky disposition, some shutting shops in haste, freightened sprogs and frails all over, as very few exhibited their outburst and torment behaving in unrestrained way and in contrast as the callous thanedars and coppers treated, barged at commoners, rioters in merciless, harsh and remorseless way. The locus uproared also was stained with blood, cries, bawls of innocents, impetous passion of chauvinistic jingos atlast with pitiless and relentless British Police.

Undoubtedly, it was a sight of jittery distraught. Being well known scion and prominent barrister remained unharmed yet as the sharpened billboard was about to fall over at cautious time was hastenly pulled and wheeched his hand in frantic also rubbed the yellowed antiseptic at his unawared blood oozing elbow. Fearfully conceding her warmth, directly plunged hiding her in his protective embrace for minutes then being toey gripped her hands therefore transferring the balance paste to his palms afterwhich promptly brushed her cheeks yellow while exchanging a radiant smile admist the disrray. As the furore flared up disrupting their jocund confer, the mob of protester's impetus parted them much to their heed though held on to each others hand with much staunch again the rabble succeeded in detaching them as their feeble eyes filled with rivulets of tears.

Chaotic at the muddled throng his impatient eyes rummaged her tiny frame waned at his efforts only to get bumped at his amicable mate turning to be Rajeev who arrived in search of his only beloved daughter and again instantly both uttered "Bondita" in quake.

The upheavaled rampage panicked them and their quench for her, due to the anarchic mass Anirudh stumbled and hit the ground with force and Rajeev bent concurrently to lift him but sensing his focus fixed at far, glimpsed the vision which nettled and pierced their hearts jointly.

The sight of their Bondita being whackingly mouth tied and hands bounded archly also being scooted and tossed beastly inside the vintaged ambassador as her timid eyes closed impotently but not before her orbs grasped his conveying the awful din and as the apprehensive incited dyad looked the car vamoosed in split.

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