ANIDITA : A Life For Revolution

CHAPTER 2 : Part 7

Bondita's p.o.v

I knew this day would come but so sooner, I never thought. Everything seems to cease around me the moment I understood he was sending me away – away from home... family... country... him. Doesn't it affect him the way it does to me? Doesn't it affect him the way it does to others here? How can he even think of separating me from him?

"Dimaag kharab hogaya hai tumhara Anirudh! Khud pata bhi hai kya bakwaas kar rahe ho tum? Arre hamare bahu ko ham iss ghar se bahar do din tak rahne nahi deti toh tum saalon ki baat kar rahe ho? Wah Anirudh! Wah! Pati kya ho ki ghar mein kisiko bina bataye faisle le rahe ho apni patni keliye. Yaad rahe, agar tumhari patni hai toh yeh hamari bahu bhi hai. Roy Chowdhariyon ki badu bahu hai yeh! Aur ham Zamindar Trilochan Roy Chowdhary tumse kah raha hai ki hamari bahu kahi nahi jayegi" KSJ was the first to speak.

"Kaka aisa nahi hai. Ap samajh nahi rahe ho yeh Bondita keliye kitna bada avsar hai. Dekhiye Kaka ap please beech mein mat aayiye. Chahe kuch bhi ho jaye, mein Bondita ko London bhejke hi rahoonga. Bondita ko Barrister babu Bondita Roy Chowdhary banne se koyi nahi rok saktha"

"Matlab saare faisle tum lete rahoge aur ham chup chap sunte rahega?" KSJ countered.

"Da dekhiye Anirudh sahi kah raha hai... Bondita ko uss college mein admission milna toh bohot saubhagya ki baat hai. Hamari Bondita ne itna parishram kiya ki dekho aj kitni kaabil ban gayi hai yeh" Sasur Ji defended PB.

"Wah Binoy! Bas tumhara hi sahara chahiye tha use ab hamara pasand napasand se kisiko kya farak padega? Weise bhi kaun sunta hai yahan meri baat?" KSJ tried emotional blackmailing this time.

"Kaka yeh faisla meine aj ya do din pehle nahi balki saalon pehle liya tha... Yeh mere sapnon ki oor mera doosra kadam hai aur mein apne aage aane wali har badha ko khathm karke apni pathni ka hath thamkar aage badhoonga"

Pati babu announced and marched out of the room, ignoring every protest around him.

I can't do this. I won't do this. I have to talk to him. If only he knew the birthday gift he gave me - hoping it would make me ecstatic, only did the reverse. Wiping my tears, I paced behind him, deciding to take the happy mood for help.

When I entered the study to negotiate my terms, I saw him staring longingly at the photo of us both – his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions. The sight itself made me weak to speak but I brought about myself by taking a deep breath.

"Jante hai kya kalam babu? Mera pati babu na, mujhse bilkul bhi pyaar nahi karte" I started talking to the ink pen on his table.

After counting to ten mentally, I heard him talking to me – the pen in his hand.

"Kya baat kar rahi ho Bondita? Aise kya kiya tumhare Pati babu ne?"

"Ab isse badiya kya hona baaki hai? Woh London bhejne wala hai mujhe, padhai karne"

"Lekin Bondita yeh toh achi baat hai na? Tum bhi toh chahti thi na, barrister babu banne ko... phir ab udas kyun ho?"

I frowned and furrowed my brows.

"Ab unse aur poore parivar se door chali jayegi, toh dukhi nahi hogi kya Bondita?"

"Lekin Bondita... Bas teen saal ki hi toh baat hai. Phir toh wapas aa jaungi na tum?"

"Teen saal ki baat hai teen saal ki!" I said dramatically, showing three fingers at him "Unhone kabhi socha bhi ki teen saal apne pati babu ke bina keise rahegi uski Bondita?"

"Bondita ko kisi ki zaroorat hai kya? Woh toh akele hi sherni hai"

"Ap samajh nahi rahe ho Kalam babu, Bondita tabhi sherni hai jab uska sher uske sath hai. Jab sher khud use uss se door bhej raha hai toh batao keise banegi Bondita sherni? Unse poochiye, woh vada jo unhone mujhe diya tha, use bhool gaya kya? Vada kiya tha, ki hamesha sath doge mera. Ab use thodna kyun chahte hai woh?"

"Bondita..." His voice suddenly changed and I know that's my Pati babu talking to me "Tumhe mujhse door bhej raha hoon... Iska matlab yeh thodi hai ki hamara sath bhi toot jayega... Tum chahe mujhse kitna door kyun na chali jao Bondita, mera dil aur dimaag hamesha tumhare sath hi rahega na? Toh batao apna vada keise thodoonga mein?"

"Lekin Pati babu, akele keise rah sakthi hoon mein? Woh bhi London jeisi nayi shahar mein... Jahaan logon ke sath sath sanskaar aur yahan thak ki khaana bhi alag hai. Mujhse nahi hoga Pati babu! Ap chaliyena mere sath" I crossed my arms.

He bent down to face me.

"Bondita... Zindagi mein hamesha tumhe mera sath nahi milega... Yaad hai na, cycle wali baat?"

I nodded slowly.

"Dekho Bondita, tumhe apni kismat khud likhni hogi... Haan, jab jab tumhe zaroorat pade, tab tab tumhara birristira babu tumhare hath thamkar tumhe aage badhne ki hosla deta rahoonga. Lekin mein tumhare liye ladaayi nahi lad saktha... Woh tumhe khud ladna hoga Bondita. Jo sapna ham donon ne milkar dekha hai na, use poora karna hoga... Sath dogi na mera?" he produced a hand expectantly, eyes dancing with affection.

A smile touched my lips when I repeated what I've always said.

"Mein toh hamesha apke sath hi hoon Pati babu"

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"Did my heart love till now?

forswear it, sight!

For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night"

Though Romeo had this realization after being rejected by Rosaline and then seeing Juliet, I had it today – when he said he was going to send me away from him. I couldn't stand a day let alone a minute without him and he was talking about years there! There were times I thought my mother would be the only constant of my life but things have changed a lot from then. My universe shifted drastically and ultimately, he became the centre of it – my sansaar. I don't think I can wake up merrily to a day knowing he's not going to be there in front of me, smiling at me. I don't think I can push my legs forward confidently knowing he's not going to be there behind me, lifting me up if I fall. I don't think I can overcome the odds coming my way knowing he's not going to be there beside me, holding my hand in assurance. I want him for me to smile... fight... live.

Laying on my bed with the book open in my hand, I thought about us in length. I care for him. I can't see him in pain. I'll do anything possible to relieve him from his pain so that he would smile with those beautiful pink lips of his. Is this what falling in love feels like? May be yes, may be not. But if this is what they call as love, then yes! I love him! There, I said it! I accept it! I love my husband! I love my Pati babu!

He has his reasons for keeping himself from these emotions. I don't know if he even feels the same way about me. But I know that day isn't far away. I'm his Patni. Our relationship should turn to its next level some day or the other. It's not like he isn't aware of this fact either...

As his dharmpatni, it's my duty to fulfil his wishes. As the person who loves him, it's my responsibility to fulfil his dreams. As his student, it's my devoir to keep his expectations. I've promised him long before that we would together make his dream come true. I've accepted his dream as mine. Needlessly saying, I'm indeed going to London to complete my course on Barristry. I'll come back as the first ever woman Barrister babu of Tulsipur – as he wanted. I'll come back as Barrister Bondita Roy Chowdhury – his barrister babu. And for a reason I can't quite place, I find myself fortunate enough to do that. Well, I guess I know the reason now. I love him! And I'll do anything for him.

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Okay... honestly, I don't know how to feel about that.

I was actually cringing while writing, badi bondita is still kinda mystery for me but I guess it would be similar [hopes hopes mere hopes...]

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