Love.... is deemed to be a cure, a medicament though its sideeffects are inevitable yet the memories of beloved are the only available panacea for the person who had lost love in lifespan.

With both Arvind and Anirudh being gone for their work very early that too before she woke.. had already made her morning dull, cheerless in the new city moreover enduring Batuk's tantrums was turning her mad.
"Hey Durga Ma..." she sighed taking both their cups to wash.

"Tring Tring.. Tring Tring... Tring..."

The ring of the pitch green coloured aged telephone made her smile assuming it to be her Barrister babu.

She grinned fancying just like her, he too was desperate to have a word with her. "Mere... biristra babu..."

Wiping her wets hands with her saree, rushed and picking up bawled promptly,  "Barrister babu... abb yaad ayee apni patni ki.." not knowing the caller.

Her heart wished to hear him once, just once as it would fuel her for the day.

But was taken back when the caller huffed out breath, it was quiet obvious for her to savvy.
"Bondita.. Meri bachi...." Sumathi wailed.

"Maa... tu." She squealed in merry as if her day had got brighter suddenly.

"Haan.. meri bachi." Her mother's tone changed, content.

After minutes of the mother daughter duo having their hearty conversation, her eyes began to shred at the awful news revealed by her mother. "Maa.."

She clutched the receiver on her chest and tried to glance if in case... but she was too late.
She turned to the whimpers at back and at once left the receiver to fall down carelessly.
"Nahi... Batuk... woh. Woh.." she stammered fearing him.

Batuk's eyes and his trembling body had hinted her of the dreadly outcome.
It scared her.

"Aye.. Ay. Ayesha...," Batuk weakly mumbled.
Her fear rising, helpless, "Batuk.. Nahi."

She stepped towards him in an attempt only for him to back.

She anxiously stepped and he backed. Shooking his head, tumbling, and mumbling few inaudible words rushed towards his room.
He was demented.

She too darted to him only for him to shut the doors 'dang' on her face, she might have hurt herself in the time yet least cared about it.

"Bang..Bang. Bang Bang Bang. " she knocked the door rapidly with all force.

And as minutes passed she could hear some noises, along with Batuk's cries.
More than the clank-clatter-clangs, his hoarse throaty wail was petrifying her.

"Batuk, Batuk..." she tried only to fall on his deaf ears.
His clamoured bellow was growing.

She herself was all shaking yet gaining courage, walked to the verandah.

Tugging her saree end shoved it inside, exhaling a breathe hurled the wooden roller on the glass window, it shattered into pieces after multiple failed attmepts.
Though still few sharp pieces were attached to its edges, unbothered hoped inside getting her elbows scratched.

"Huh.." she let out.
It was a sight of horror, he looked tarnished.

She saw the room all cluttered with its window screens torn, bedspread rumpled, books muddled down and pieces of the broken vase... all disrupt.

Her eyes caught him, very frowzy with his tousled hair, shirt buttons ripped, straggly on the floor with his eyes red and wet.
Constantly murmuring, he looked inconsolable drowning in the depths of agony.
Divulging himself in great affliction,
Lying almost lifeless.
"Ayesha... Ayesha...." weak whispers.

Walking cautiously away from all the the sharp objects lying on the floor.... neared him, he was very much raged and burning in flame... furied over his own destiny.
His fiery eyes clouded of all the existing sanity.

As she neared, "Batuk.. Batuk..."
He got up, straightening himself stared at her and before she could step further showed his palms and bellowed "baudi.. chali jaou. Chali jaou...." unlocking the doors.

Controlling her own whims, she tried stepping ahead "Batuk suno... mein..."

"Meine kaha chali jaou... nahi toh... pata nahi mein kya kar betunga. Chali jaa...", he bellowed again as he pulled his hairs harshly. His acts were horrifying her.

Heedless to him, she forwarded trying to hold him, "Batuk... meri baat sun.." her voice muffled turning to a painful howl as he pushed her brutally making her face hit the sharp edged study table.

"Ah.. argh.. Ahaa..." though injured, stifled herself balancing.

The mere sound of his baudi's muffled cry bought him back to actuality, his red tear stricken eyes widened spotting her bruised, the red swell just about her right eye and oozing blood from her lip edge had exhibited his ferocity, his cruelty over her, over his baudi.

Observing his wretched state, she backed adruptly but was caught by her shoulders thereby stopping her fall. It was Batuk.
She smiled timidly catching his arms in return.
Astounding her, he hugged her resting his chin on her shoulder causing her to stumble back.
His cries escalating.... "Ma... Maa..."
She instantly wrapped her hands over his upper back, stroking his head and back trying to hush him in the process.
"Meri Ayesha... meri ayesha...." he muttered on her ears.

Releasing her, he slowly slid before her and caught her knees. She gasped at once as he clutched her,
"Baudi... baudi... meri Ayesh.. meri Ayesha.. baudi. Meri..."

He mumbled into her saree folds this time.
"Ma... Maa... meri Ayesha...
Meri Ayesha... Ma...
Meri ayes... baudi.. Maa..."
He was complaining to her just like a kid who had lost his toy.
Her heart raced fast hearing him, it  ached her feeling incapable in consoling him yet she felt herself duty bound to stop him from falling into the grief, she need to heal him, need to make him feel better.

She tried to free herself to talk to him but all ended in vain, he clasped her more as if he was frightened at the uproar of the unfair world.
He felt ruined completely and grasping her, he silenced, he felt it a safe place to hide from the biased society, from all his pain and worries.
It was killing him and in that state her saree was the only thing he felt he could hold on... the warmth helping him in subsiding his brood.
He snuggled lightly over her saree, seeking asylum in the softness of the material.

An essence of belongingness calmed him.

Composed yet he was still howling sedately.
"Baudima..... baudima..."
He was drained out.
"Mein bhi mar jaounga... mar jaounga... chali jaounga.. mere Ayesha ke paas... haan. Haan... baudimaa... chali jaounga mere Ayesha ke pass....."
She was knocked out.
"Batuk," she howled back at him.

Bewildered.
Freeing herself, she sat herself beside him and catching his shoulders shooked him vigourously "Batuk hosh mein aa... duniya dekh Batuk. Sambhal apne aapko... tum yese majboor nahi ban sakthey.
Dekh.. muje dekh.. ek bar dekh" placing her right palm on his chest just above his heart, she continued
"Woh zindha hai, Meri dosth teri priyasi zindha hai... zindha hai. Abi bhi saasen ley rahi hai woh tuj me...."
As her silly words striked his reckless mind, placing his hands above her palm and asked naively "sach hai. Sach hai kya baudi? Woh muj mein hai... kya?"
Muffling her tears, replied
"Haan... Batuk, Sach hai.
Zaroori nahi hai hum jissey pyar kare woh humesha humare pass ho... kyunki woh toh humesha humare dil mein basse rahenge na.. iska matlab woh humare sath hi rahenge na. Bolo...."

Her eyes impatiently waiting for him, and he grasping her hands said
"haan, meri Ayesha mere andhar hi hai. Andhar hi hai. Mere andhar. Boudi..." as if he was very much confirmed about his love's existence in his heart, he was affirming her and with her tearing eyes she nodded in acceptance
"haan.. haan. Batuk."
Insane

The doors of the room dashed startling both, and terrified Anirudh entered with his eyes restless and his hands holding the grey coloured crumpled cushion.
He froze at the sight of the bedraggled two who were his responsibility, who were under his care.
He observed both their dishevelled state, bruised in awry admist the shambolic room.

Observing, Anirudh sat himself beside his messy brother. And the next moment, Batuk threw himself on his dada as if energized seeing him, fresh tears erupting and flowing over his cheeks wetting himself and his dada's shirt, he hushed "Shh... breathe, take a deep breathe."
Still unknown of the reason that caused him such, he instantly embraced him and caressing his cheek whispered "kuch nahi.. kuch nahi huha... sab teek ho jayega... dekho na... Batu..." His heart pained seeing him such.

"Nahi dada kuch teek nahi hoga... kuch bhi nahi... Muje nahi dekhna yeh duniya yeh karab hai, aur yeh samaaj... yeh samaaj bahut hi gandi hai.
Cheen li yeh duniya meri Ayesha ko, cheen li cheen li yeh samaaj meri Ayesha...ko... cheen li.
Dada... woh bhi chali gayi chali gayi muje chodke aur abb kabhi wapas bhi nahi ayegi.... meri Ayesha.. meri Ayesha.. dada..."
Anirudh was stunned at the new revealed fact, his eyes dripping as he eyed his crying wife, and now knowing the reason he felt impotent but was sure that he would not let his brother slip.

"Shh... sh... Batuk" Anirudh tried to sush him stroking his back, he could feel his brother's tears telling him about his unsaid deep furtive love story.

Anirudh lifted his brother's head up, wiping his tears off from his cheeks spoke very slowly
"Batuk... mera chota bhai... mera Batuk... dhyan se sunna..
Tumhare pyaar toh tumare pass hi hai na, tumhare..." he tried.

Cutting off, Batuk spoke in apprise "haan.. haan. Dada..
Baudimaa ne bhi muje bataye.. aur mein bhi jantha hoon, mantha hoon mere Ayesha mere sath hi hai. Muj mein hi hai...."
Anirudh's eyes instantly uped to his wife, passing a meek smile to her.

Though stunned at his brother calling her such, he knew he knew his brother was in need of their mother whom his brother never got to see, never got to feel... a motherly love.
And in this disoriented state, his contused brother had seen their mother in her, in his wife.
No wonder as he himself had felt a comfort in her in his distressed state.

She was a magic, and Anirudh knew it.

Drifting himself to his little brother, he wiped the just emerged tears.
Holding his head, softly he asked
"Batuk.. Bataou Ayesha kahan hai?"

Just like a child, showing his chest Batuk said, "Yehaan. Yehaan hai meri Ayesha..." to which the two feebly smiled.

"Batuk, yeh bataou tumhe sirf Ayesha se pyaar hai yah uski ichha uski sapnon se bhi..." rising his brows, Anirudh asked.

Furrowing his brows, Batuk replied derangedly, "Meri Ayesha mera sab kuch hai. Uski sab kuch sey bhi muje pyaar hai. Pyaar hai."

Smiling timidly, Anirudh again asked "toh bataou Ayesha ko... matlab teri Ayesha ko tera iss tarah rona pasandh hai kya? Tera dukh hona pasandh hai kya? Tera iss tarah nasht hona tabah hojana pasandh hai kya?"
Batuk with his teared eyes nodded sideways to which Bondita clutched his shoulder.
"Woh humesha tuje kush dekhna chahthi hai na, agey badkar safal hona chahthi hai na.... kyun?" He asked.

Batuk holding his dada's hands, eyed his dada and his baudi, trying to gauge the words.
Something striked his brain, he already was sure of his love his Ayesha living inside him,
And now felt that he should live, live for her, to reminse her, to cherish her memories.
Wiping off his own tears with his palm, held both his dada's and his baudi's hands and spoke affirmingly
"Sahi kaha... dada. Mein jeeyunga, Apni Ayesha ke liye... mere pyaar ke liye jeeyunga aur kush... kush rehne ka bhi prayas karoonga.. tabhi toh meri Ayesha bhi kush rahegi.. han."
He was still unstable yet he was trying hard for his love, for himself, for his beloved duo who are worried for him. He cannot make the situation worse atleast for them he felt he should aid himself.

Wiping his remaining drops, Anirudh playfully said
"Arey... Batuk. Chote Zamindar tum toh bade samajdaar nikle, acha hai Bondita ki tarah na ho warna abb bhi muh fulake betey hoge"
throwing the cushion on her to which she showed eyes and he mumbled a "sorry...."
And seeing them, the two whom Batuk adored very much finally he smiled that late afternoon.

Seeing him smiling, both the husband wife involved in a series of little fight thereby making their beloved Batuk smile more, also ticked him inbetween to widen his smile.

Batuk was fine though worn out and dejected managed to help the duo in lightening the mood, turning to Bondita whispered "Baudi... baudi... kya mein apke godh mein sojaoun todi der... muje akele neendh nahi ayega."

Her cosy teared eyes lit up. Nodding her head, she instantly opened her hands gesturing Batuk...
Smiling at her, he arranged the cushion above her fold legs and placed his head on the cushion on her lap as his both hands still held on his dada's.
"Ma..."
Feeling the much needed solace in his duo, murmuring his love's name... his tiresome body gave up drifting him into a deep slumber.
After few minutes, as Bondita brushed his hair, Anirudh carefully rubbed the ointment over his bruises and patted his chest lulling him.
Atlast, both seemed satisfied atleast for now seeing him sleep peacefully.
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Anirudh stood adoring the beautiful dusk and the joggling sunflowers from the verandah, smiled inhaling her fragrance and before him turning she had placed her palms on his rigid back and leaned herself on him on his back.
Turning his face to the side called her, "Bondita..."
She did not flinch rather tightened her grip on his shirt crumpling it.
"Kyun kiya aap yesa?" Her voice puny in despair.
He sensed her dolour, asked in terse "kya?"
"Aapne aakbar walon ko kyun bataya... woh sab... Aapko patha mein kitni dar.. gayi thi? Yeh log..."
Understanding her fear for him, her torment for him tried to alleviate.

Turning to her, cupping her cheeks softly moved the few strands falling on her face aside while she ogled him with her hands dropped down, noticing her whimpiness he tried to cheer up "Acha... woh. Kam se kam uski wajah se hi toh tu baag ke mere paas aye apne pyaar ka izhaar karne. Kuch toh acha huha na.... kyun?"
He knew she was disturbed by her friend's sudden demise making her feel insecure.

Stared. Leaned herself on him, her palms resting on his shirt, uttered with sobs "Agar aapko kuch huha... toh.."
Pulling her by her arms, rised her chin with his forefinger and meeting her orbs he said
"kaise hoga? Mere jaan toh surakshit tumare paas hai na" placing his right palm on her jiggling nork feeling her all squishy and gestured her towards his palm.
Keeping her palm over his, pressed his palm in assurance that indeed she believed him that he truly resided in her. In her.

Her glistening eyes soon turned coyful realizing the blunder when she saw him passing a bashful smirk.
It then striked her, in the process of assuring him she had pressed his palm that inturn made his palm deepen the grasp on her nork thereby making him feel her soft...
Feeling his rough grasp on her concealed possession, breathing rapidly she turned her head sideways unable to meet his eyes.
The simple grasp had erupted the stashed mercurial torrid in them thereby slipping them into their own solus world of appetence.

Slipping his hands beneath her bottom uped her while with wide eyes she clutched his arms. Suppressing his grin placed her on the rim of the verandah and stood his legs attached to her knees.
She looked puzzled at his sudden feat and he improvidently downed his face to her while she backed herself.
Her notion of him bridging the gap between their parched lips thrilled her though shied. The consciousness of them in each other arms that too in open air had restricted her fiery.

In precipitate, he leaned more as she gulped moving her eyes to spot any onlooker. Expecting the linkage of their arid lips was startled feeling his cheeks against hers caressing wildly with a force, he was taking slow deep breaths that partially fell on her skin arousing her.
His hands were still beneath her bottom and hers had rised to his neck fondling his skin there, the feel of her softness on his skin made him advance his face more... nuzzling his nose on her earlobe inching down a little placed his lips on the back of her ear, he could feeling her trembling clumsily yet unbothered kissed her there exactly slurping the skin back of her ear.

Hunching his nudge on her skin and hearing his fastened heart beat, her own breathe caught in her throat making her lean onto him for more.
Shuddering at his lip touching her skin so voluptuously, she floundered to fall but his grip beneath her hardened.
Unknowingly she had pressed her cheek on him feeling him on her, then her hand uped pulling his head away from her unable to undergo his carnal ministrations.
Both their eyes discharging volleys as their foreheads met, he pressed his legs on her causing her to part hers slightly and admist the bleak air their blazing bodies ignited by an unknown fanatical ardent drowning them into the chasm of rapture.

His eyes perceived her.. her soft skin her almond eyes her slippery small nose her lips, and his gaze turned stern at the sight of dried blood resting at the extreme edge of her lips.
Sliding his right hand beneath her uped it to her, his thumb slightly pressed on the red dried drop while his other fingers rested on her cheek.
She flinched closing her eyes, trying to heal herself by his touch.
But instead her skin felt something different, a warming coldness and when opened her eyes saw him all focused on her lip mark, she bought her hands front cupping his face.. only her thumb on his cheeks and her other fingers resting back of his ears.
Bringing his lips close to hers blew her mildly, later slid his tounge edge on her dried drop moistening it with his liquid tasting her salt to which she herself made his face lean more on hers thereby his nose dipping into her cheek and the next second proped his lips on hers on her extreme edge and guzzled her soft ones in the process of restoring, erasing the red mark on her plumpy ones.

Unable to bear him more, roused and triggered by his actions titled her head thereby making their lips clash and sink perfectly inbetween each other's. Both their eyes shut feeling their insides bursting.
She did not wait, her tounge dived into his and swirled tasting him as he impotently gaped the enticing woman. She invaded him imperatively.
He chuckled inside and in return got his tounge bit for his disruption, though hurt it made him smile as she relished his taste she was tempting him, adruptly clashing his tounge with hers he slid his one inside her making her quiver, she spot a playful glint in his eyes only to close and enjoy her flavour in return.

Both hypnoticed and melting in ecstasy as they savoured each other's raw taste. Soft gurgle sounds alluring them, forcing them to continue their intense succor.
Her fingers lost in his hair while his left hand grasped her bottom and his right hand stroked her cheeks. Moreover their intertwined position causing their heartbeat and breathe uneven.
And as their lips parted, the gratified content on their faces was in peaks... inhaling the cold air their lungful leaned against each other for another long buss as if addicted to each other's taste.
Both all rumpled yet with a fierce stamina conquered each other... the fright of open air no more hindered her as she divulged in the intensity of his sizzling exertion on her.
She failed to refuse, restrict herself from falling into his arms and relinquish herself to him, to her man.

Liberating themself from the wild fervid invasion, both eyed which exhibited their unquenched thirst for each other. Flushed.
Swallowing up, drenched in his liquid and in him, also feeling his lips fondling over hers kindling her.
Unable to control more, moaned "patibabu.." feebly as his lips brushed hers perilously.

The feeling of belongingness flared up and the need to manifest to her made him stimulate.

Overwhelmed with the feeling of her closeness, passional attachment and above all hearing the word from her, the word he yearned to hear all these years, the word she herself was resisting consciously all these years.
It stirred him, had woke all his supressed desires at once thus in flaming euphoria plunged his tounge inside hers, annexing her while she refactorily succumbed to him.

Cupping their faces, both flavoured their sweet liquid mixed with their salty tears yet loopy enjoying their tang.

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Got free time before an easy exam and thus tadaaa...

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