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Anger. 

Raw anger. 

That was what was surging through every vein of Anirudh, as his eyes shot at the two men who were cowering by the doorway. 

But first... 

First Bondita... and his baby... 

His two babies...they needed his attention. 

He turned his head back to look at his Bondita, who was still unconscious. He moved his hand off her neck and brought them to her cheeks, cupping them softly, yet firmly. 

Leaning down slightly, so that his face was only an inch away from hers, he whispered, "I will not spare those who did this to you.... or our baby."

Tears entered his eyes, and he brought one of his hands down beside where hers was, on her stomach. Gently, touching her belly, he caressed it over the corset. 

"I was late Bondita. Very late. I want to tell you... all about how happy..." tears spilled down his cheeks, "H - how happy I am to be a f - father." 

He took a deep breath and contained himself. "But we have time. We have so much time... to do that. First, I will not spare those men. Those men who are responsible for this condition of yours!" 

He trusted the mother's touch on her baby. He trusted that she had kept their child protected in there. And he trusted, that as long as his heart was beating, Bondita would be okay. She would be absolutely fine. 

So he was not worried. He knew she would wake up. 

"Wake up soon... because I'm going to take a form which won't go back to normal, until you stop me," he told her with intensity. "Only you will have the power to bring me back to my normal self..." He brought his lips to her forehead and brushed his mouth over it lightly. "...My Goddess, My Bondita."

He lightly caressed her belly one final time. The next words in his mind were to the unborn one in her womb. 

I'll be back... to spend time with you, time that you deserve from me... but first I need to settle some debts. 

Then he quickly unbuttoned his waistcoat and shirt, appearing half-naked in just his pants. He covered Bondita in his ripped white shirt that had some bloodstains on it from the prickling branches on the trees. He used his waistcoat to cover her legs. 

Turning back around, he saw that the men had disappeared. As if they had run away in a fit of fear. 

The British Officer was still by the wall, but his eyes were closed. Anirudh didn't have time to waste on someone who was unconscious, so he got up, and angrily ran out of the hut to find the men who hurt his Bondita. 

Manoshi was there by the doorway, looking nervous. 

"Stay with Bondita!" Anirudh yelled at her, and she nodded, and ran inside the shack to stay with her Didi. 

--

Chandrachur had been furious. Furious until Thakumaa called the Roy Choudhary haveli and found out that Anirudh had been asked to give money by some forest. 

Of course, Chandrachur couldn't hold himself back, and he charged there with his gun as fast as he could. 

There were an incredible number of police officers on stand by, around the border of the forest. A few of them had gone inside, to scope out the scene and find Bondita. 

After Chandrachur disappeared into the forest, Trilochan and Kalindi had come to stand by the police officers, waiting for any news from the officers who had gone inside. They had no idea that Chandrachur had rushed in there. 

A pistol was in Chandrachur's hand, ready to shoot in cold blood, the people who took his Bondita!

--

Inside the shack, the British Officer opened his eyes as soon as Anirudh left. He had only been pretending to be unconscious. 

Holding his shoulder in pain, he glanced at Bondita, who had Manoshi sitting next to her, trying to wake her up. 

Ever since her Pati Babu had come, her eyelids had been fluttering, her hands moving slightly. It was like his touch and words were healing her. 

She finally opened her eyes slowly to see Manoshi there. 

"Manoshi..." Bondita mumbled, her hip and head hurting. 

Her hand clutched her stomach with worry. What if something happened to her baby? 

She sat up.

There was no pain in her stomach. She breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe that meant that everything was fine?

When she sat up, she realized her Pati Babu's shirt had fallen down to her waist. A gasp escaped her lips. 

"Pati Babu?" she asked, and started to look around frantically, ignoring the British officer who was there. 

"He was here," Manoshi confirmed. "He went outside... he looked angry, Didi." 

Bondita glanced down at his shirt, which was ripped in places, and had some stains of blood on it. Tears filled her eyes. 

"Pati Babu," she cried, and held the shirt against her nose, as she inhaled his scent, after what felt like an eternity. "You're bleeding... and you left to do what?" 

Did he go to hurt the men... he must have. He must have seen her state, and gone on a rampage. 

Suddenly she got up, deciding that she needed to go there and stop him before he actually killed them. 

She threw his shirt on, her arms slipping through the sleeves. It fell to her mid thighs. Leaving the waistcoat there and buttoning up the shirt, she was about to step forward, when she was met by the British officer at the door.

He was blocking it. 

"Who are you? The British officer?" she asked boldly. 

"Yes... and ye are coming with me," he said in his thick British accent. 

Bondita sighed like she had no time for this, and she said, "I can't believe you haven't learned your lesson. My Pati Babu is here. Go away while you still can." 

"Ye right. I didn't discover a beauty like ye to let ye go. I will make a lot of profit through ye my dear," he said, looking at her with a creepy gaze. 

He brought his hand to her chin and tilted it up slightly, as she glared at him. "We have many who buy our magazines. Ye... and yer body... on there. We will get even more sales. Many men will be satisfied upon seeing such an exotic beauty in our magazine." 

A feeling of disgust entered her system, and she pushed his hand off her chin. 

"You say that so proudly?" Bondita questioned, her tone dangerously calm. "You're so proud to force girls, women, into this business right? You're so proud to impose control on people, and ruin their lives?" 

"Ruin?" the officer laughed. "They make a good living miss. We treat them well, well unless they misbehave. They make a decent wage... they would never make that kind of money elsewhere. And here in yer country... do women even earn anything? Do they even have their own husband's support? At least we give the women money... and they have a community of us who support them. Look at where ye come from before ye talk down about us." 

A feeling of shock entered Bondita, as his words sunk. 

Robert continued, "Women are taught about their rights where I'm from. In India, are they given rights from their own husbands, their own families? In fact, many families... many husbands, sell their own wives to me. And the women? They listen to everything their husband says," Robert said. "So what if we use women for prostitution, for adult magazines? We pay them well. Treat them well. We let them do what they want with their earnings. We give them plenty of opportunities... unlike here."

It was hitting her hard, when Robert was speaking about India like this. She didn't support a thing he said, but the truth about what India had become sunk right into her. 

"Whose fault is that?" Bondita finally questioned after a moment of silence. "Whose fault is that? In our scriptures, in our heritage, women are respected very much, and many times way more than men. We have many Goddesses. Many forms of Maa, who we worship. Whose influence came into our country and changed the way we Indians think? Was it you Britishers? Was it other countries? Maybe we learned from you all along. Because it was never a part of our culture to treat women this way!"

When Bondita posed that argument, now it was Robert's turn to look shocked. 

"You and your country with a million Gods and Goddesses can't prove anything! Why would any religion have a million Gods?" Robert scoffed. "That takes away all legitimacy!" 

Bondita now smiled at him, in a pitiful way. 

"Do you have a mom? I'm assuming you do... because you didn't just drop from a cloud," she said lightly. 

Robert looked at her, raising his brow, not sure where she was going with this. 

"When your mother fed you, she was Annapurna. When she handed you money, she was Lakshmi. When she got mad at you... she was Kali," Bondita told him, her heart filling with warmth as she spoke about it. "Like this, there are infinite forms of our mother. This is why we have so many 'Gods' and 'Goddesses' as you say. Just like there isn't only one form of our mother, there isn't only one form of our Goddess."

Robert looked at her, gulping, not sure how to respond to that now. 

"And Hinduism was never supposed to be a religion," Bondita went on, shaking her head. "What it actually was called, was Sanatana Dharma. It means 'The Truth Which is Eternal'. However, the term Hindu originated because of people who lived in the Indus Valley. Indu became Hindu. The original name is Sanatana Dharma, and it was never a religion... but a way of life. A practice." 

Robert just continued to look at the girl, who seemed to not only know about her culture and believe strongly in it, but was also unlike the others who 'believed' in their culture. The other women here used their culture as an excuse to not speak and hide behind men... but this woman was modern as modern could be, but also traditional in the sense that she had full faith in her own roots. 

Bondita said, "I don't care what you believe, but I guess you probably follow a religion. Whatever religion you follow, probably teaches you the same thing. To be kind to each other. To be humble. To have faith. So no religion is wrong, if used in the right way. All true religions seek to spread peace... and unity. Not to divide."

She went on, "But what you must know is that before you come to conclusions and judge another religion, or anything at all, it doesn't even have to be a religion... you better learn about it first. You better do your own research before saying it's wrong, or it makes no sense. Without studying it, how can you form any conclusions? And if you don't want to study, or if you just haven't learned... then don't judge it! Don't point fingers at it and say it's false, or senseless. Just say... I don't know! And not knowing is okay. It's perfectly okay." 

Robert swallowed the lump in his throat. 

"Enough blabber already girl!" he finally said, feeling sweat emerge in his brow. "Whatever ye do, millions of Goddesses or forms or whatever, I don't care. I'm here to just do my business! So ye come with me... quickly. I don't have time for this nonsense." 

Bondita sighed in an unfaltering way. 

"Maybe you treat women well, or so you claim. Maybe you give them financial freedom and independence. And maybe we are lacking in that way in India. However, this isn't a comparison game. Just because things aren't right here... doesn't mean things are right there," Bondita said.  

"Unless a woman chooses to go, unless she wants to do that profession, you should not and you cannot force her! Every being... whether that is a woman, man, child, or animal has the right to make a choice out of their own free will. Every single one!" Bondita continued. "How could you snatch that choice away from them?"

"That man said ye have a sweet mouth! I dunno about sweet, but ye have a mouth that runs like diarrhea, that's for sure!" Robert said, shaking his head. 

Then without another word, he grabbed Bondita's arm and started to drag her. 

"Hey!" she yelled, "Let go of me!" 

"Never, girl! I was willing to pay a huge sum for ye. I won't let ye go so easily! Today, I'm going to make sure I get a good bang for my buck! Trust me, ye will love life in London. Ye will love the financial freedom and independence to wear what ye want, do what ye want. Treat it as a job and ye will be the happiest woman ever!" Robert went on. 

Bondita glared at him, as Manoshi ran after them into the humid air of the bright day. 

"Let go of me!" she screamed, and struggled as Robert dragged her to his car. 

All the while, Manoshi loyally stayed by Bondita's side, not sure what exactly Bondita had said this whole time in English to this man, but knowing that whatever she said, must have been divine. 

"Shut up already. Ye are worth at least a thousand pounds currency," he was measuring, as he looked her up and down, while dragging her. "We can probably make that annually from ye!"

Tears suddenly filled Bondita's eyes, at the way that he spoke.  

'Pati Babu... I need you..." she thought in her head, "Where are you... he has too much strength for me to fight him all alone... and I'm afraid... afraid for our baby. One wrong move... and what if something happens to them?'

Her free hand found her stomach. 

'If he hurts me... it's okay. But if he hurts you... it's not okay,' she thought in her mind, as she spoke to her baby, tears sliding down her cheeks.

She closed her eyes as she was dragged. 

'And I'm tired... tired Pati Babu... and hurting everywhere... I am wearing the warmth of your love... your shirt is wrapped around me... but I need you now... I just need your embrace... I will fight 'til the end, but your Bondita is getting exhausted...'

https://youtu.be/GmC5dH371jk

Mai woh murat hu yeh duniya
Jise tarazoo mein tole
Ruyee bankar kaanpti hu
Charo taraf hain shole
Sehmi sehmi meri aasha
Zara bhi aankh na khole
Ye woh daldal hai ki jisse
Tu nikalega mujhko
Tu hi rakshak tu hi saathi mera
Rishta tera Meraa, Rishta Tera Mera
Rishta Tera Mera, Rishta Tera Meraaa

I am that idol which the world
Measures on a balance,
I shiver like cotton,
I am surrounded by fire,
My hopes are diminishing
They aren't opening their eyes even slightly
This is that quicksand
From which you will free me,
You are my protector, you are my companion
Bond between you and me (×4)

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A shirtless Anirudh found the two men, not far away from the shack. They were running away, their backs turned to him. 

He picked up speed and ran after them. As soon as he got to them, he grabbed them by the back of their shirts, one hand on each shirt, making them stumble. Then with all his force, he threw them on the ground at once. 

"B - B - Barrister Babu!" Akhilesh Dada said, eyes wide, looking terrified. "S - spare us, p - please!" 

Ritesh, who was much bigger than Anirudh, also had fear in his eyes, upon seeing his rage. He tried to get up, but Anirudh slammed him back down with his knee, holding it against his chest, pressing into him hard. 

As his knee held down Ritesh, his one hand gripped Akhilesh's neck. 

"TODAY, YOU, DIE!" he yelled at the two of them, fire in his eyes, full of rage, full of intensity, and full of... craze. 

Today, the two men were about to witness the fitoor of Barrister Babu. 

"W - we are s - sorry," Ritesh gasped, looking up at a shirtless Anirudh with fear in his eyes, while he suffocated his Akhilesh Dada with one hand. 

"SORRY?" Anirudh bellowed, and he let go of Akhilesh, slamming his free knee on his chest too, as he rested his weight on the two of them. "SORRY FOR WHAT?" 

He raised a fist and with all his might, threw a hard punch on Ritesh's face. Ritesh screamed, shivering in pain, as he felt the strength of Barrister Babu's punch. 

"HUH? SORRY FOR WHAT?" Anirudh screamed, angrily, "FOR KIDNAPPING MY WIFE? OR FOR H - HURTING HER? FOR RAISING YOUR VOICE, OR FOR R - RAISING YOUR H - HAND? FOR TRYING TO SELL HER, OR FOR DRESSING HER IN CLOTHING LIKE THAT?"

There were angry tears in his eyes, and all of a sudden, he started to throw punch, after punch at Ritesh, his other knee still holding Akhilesh down. 

"ARE YOU SORRY FOR THE RED MARKS ON HER BODY? OR THE EMOTIONAL DAMAGE THIS MAY CAUSE HER? WHAT ARE YOU SORRY FOR EXACTLY?"

More punches landed on Ritesh's face, and it was hard for him to breathe. Very hard. 

"M - MY BONDITA, SHE'S LYING THERE UNCONSCIOUS. AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU. HER HAND IS ON HER BELLY... DO YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE IT'S NOT JUST ONE THAT YOU'VE WRONGED... BUT TWO... YOU'VE HURT... MY... MY BABY!"

Tears poured down his cheeks rapidly, and he suddenly grabbed Ritesh's collar, as Akhilesh watched, a scared expression on his face. 

"MY BABY COULDN'T GET FED ON TIME. MY BABY COULDN'T GET REST ON TIME. MY BABY COULDN'T GET THE LOVE THEY DESERVED TO GET... THEY DESERVED TO GET LOVE... AND ALL THOSE PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T GIVE THEM THE LOVE... THEY DESERVE THE WORST TREATMENT!" this time the dig was directed to himself too. He was also one of those criminals who didn't give his baby the love they deserved.

"AND YOU... YOU DIDN'T ONLY HURT MY BONDITA, BUT YOU HURT MY BABY TOO. YOU HURT BOTH OF MY BABIES! MY TWO BABIES!" Anirudh cried, "AND I WILL NOT SPARE ANYONE WHO HURTS MY CHILDREN!"

Another punch landed on Ritesh's face. 

Akhilesh watched, confused, wondering what he even meant by both of his babies. Who were his two babies? 

He didn't pursue further out of fear of seeing Barrister Babu in this state. 

"P - please," Ritesh cried, blood all over his face. "S - spare me... I  w - will fall to y - your feet and b - beg." 

"YOU DON'T MEAN IT! YOU'RE ONLY SORRY BECAUSE YOU GOT CAUGHT. BECAUSE YOU ARE SUFFERING. YOU AREN'T SORRY THAT BONDITA SUFFERED. YOU AREN'T SORRY ABOUT THAT!" Anirudh bellowed. 

Ritesh was suffering a lot from Anirudh's punches. Somehow, as Anirudh was about to land another blow on his face, Akhilesh managed to roll away and stand up. 

He started to run, and Anirudh stood up immediately, giving Ritesh, who was on the verge of passing out, a reason to breathe out of relief. As Anirudh ran after Akhilesh, Ritesh got up too and started to stumble in the opposite direction. 

Anirudh grabbed Akhilesh, and with full force, threw him in the direction of Ritesh. Akhilesh landed on Ritesh, and the two of them, fell to the grass, aching from the impact of the collision. 

Anirudh didn't say anything now as he rushed to them, and this time, he landed punches on both of them, one after the other, his own knuckles getting bloodied and hurting, as he used all his force, and all his strength to cause bloodshed. 

He wasn't going to spare anyone today! He wasn't going to stop! 

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Robert got to the car with Bondita, while Manoshi followed. The young girl gulped and pulled on the British officer's hand. 

"What?" Robert asked her with irritation. 

She didn't know how to communicate with him, so she just gulped and shook her head. 

With irritation, Robert went to open the back door of the car. 

"Go away," he said to the young girl, brushing his hand up and down as if to shoo her away. "I'm not interested in you." 

Bondita looked at Manoshi and said, "Go Manoshi. Go." 

Find my Pati Babu, she wanted to say, but the British officer was right there, and she didn't want him to even think about targeting her Pati Babu. She hoped that Manoshi got what she meant though. 

As the British officer tried to get Bondita in the car, Manoshi got an idea. She took the extremely sharp hairpin from her hair, and went to the other side of the car. Then she punctured the car tire with it, causing it to make a sound and deflate. 

As soon as the car made the noise, the British officer rushed over to see what that sound was. Manoshi ran to the other side and said, "Let's go Didi. Fast!" 

Bondita's eyes widened, and she asked as she got off, "What did you do?" 

"Flattened the tire!" 

"Shabaash Manoshi! You smart girl!" Bondita said with a proud smile, and took her hand, as the British officer inspected the car, looking confused. "Let's go... quickly!" 

Manoshi's cheeks turned red as an extremely wide smile appeared on her face, when Bondita said Shabaash to her! It felt like she could hear this over and over again, and never get tired!

They ran a few steps away, when the officer caught on and he yelled, "HEY, WHERE DO YE THINK YER GOING?"

He started to chase them, but they ran faster... 

All the way until... 

Bondita saw her Pati Babu, fighting the two men in a rampage mode, like he was after their blood. 

The two men had faces full of blood, and looked like they were about to pass out at any time now. Her Pati Babu was half on top of them, as they were half on top of each other on the ground. 

Bondita ran up to him without another thought to try and stop him before he killed them, Robert on her tail. Manoshi was crying as she saw her husband getting beaten like that. 

Just before she could reach her Pati Babu and touch his shoulder though, Robert had grabbed her from behind in such a way, that he had wrapped his arm around her stomach with force. 

"PATI BABU!" Bondita cried out. 

Anirudh stopped what he was doing as soon as he heard that voice... and then he turned around, his eyes red and fierce. 

He saw Robert... 

And he saw where his hand was.

On Bondita, yes. But also on her stomach... where his baby was. 

"AAAAAAAY!" Anirudh screamed, as if he was a different person, and before even Bondita could comprehend what was happening, having never seen this side of her Pati Babu before, he had rushed over to the two of them, and thrown a punch at Robert's face, causing his grip on Bondita to loosen. 

Robert swung his arm to hit a shirtless Anirudh with scrapes all over his arms and bare chest, but Anirudh managed to dodge, and slap Robert hard on his ear and cheek. 

So hard that his ear was ringing and blood was oozing down onto his neck.  

"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH THEM?" Anirudh screamed. "HOW DARE YOU LAY A FINGER ON MY BONDITA? I WILL KILL YOU. I WILL KILL YOU!!!" 

He couldn't even feel himself. He was not aware of anything... except that he needed to attack... to kill. 

https://youtu.be/Iobei-hhCZc

Mai ladunga tere khaatir
Jaan bhi chahe jaaye,
Tere daaman pe magar
Ek daag na lagne paaye,
Bhasm ho jau bhale mai
Aanch na tujhpe aaye,
Todh dunga woh diwaare
Tujhe jo kayd karegi,
Dard tera hai ab dard mera...
Rishta Tera mera, Rishta Tera Mera
Rishta Tera Mera, Rishta Tera Meraaa

I will fight for you
Even if I have to die,
But there will be
No stain on your character,
Even if I have to burn myself
I will not let any flames touch you,
I'll break down the walls
Which will try to imprison you,
Your pain is now my pain...
Relation between you and me (x4)

Robert was looking at Anirudh with immense pain and extreme regret, while both Akhilesh and Ritesh were struggling to get up on their feet. 

Punch after punch was landed on Robert now -- on his face, his chest. Kicks were landed on him too. Robert tried to fight back, but Barrister Babu's reflexes were too fast. 

Bondita was watching, crying... because he had said something that couldn't even get her to move... because processing it was difficult. 

He had said, how dare you touch them?

Them? 

"YOU TOUCHED MY BABIES! I WON'T SPARE YOU!" Anirudh screamed as he beat up Robert, and Bondita fell to her knees as she heard this confirmation that her ears hadn't been making it up. 

Her vision blurred and grew obstructed, as she realized that her Pati Babu had accepted their child... just like her. 

They shared a mann ka rishta. Without them physically telling the other that they accepted it, they had both accepted it together. At the same time.

Her hand found her belly and she sobbed, "Y - you're our baby. Your Maa and Baba's. You're Maa and Baba's baby... and now you will have all of our love... all of it... o - our b - baby." 

--

Precap: Ritesh runs after Anirudh as he keeps beating up the officer, a knife in his hand, and he is positioning it to stab it into Anirudh's back as he fights.

"PATI BABU!!!!!!!!!" Bondita screams.  

The ending of the track, and the beginning of the new track.

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