The shock was clearly visible on the faces of all the people present. Roy Choudhary men were utterly shocked to see Manorama there, they never imagined Manorama's comeback.
“Manorama! Tum! Wapas! Kaise?” These were the only words ARC could utter.
“Manorama!” Kaka’s word came as a mere whisper when he staggered back only to be hold by Bihari.
Bondita went inside the mansion leaving everyone and came with something tied inside a cloth and dragged Manorama inside and handed it to her.
“Ye lijiye apka ehsaan aapko wapas lautati hoon. Barso pehle aap bheekh me apna pati mujhe deke gyi thi nah ye sakha pola lautake. Aaj mai aapka pati aapko lautati hoon. Mai aapki tarah apna sakha pola ya sindoor aapko deke ek nari ke naritva ka apmaan nhi karungi. Mai apmaan nhi karungi kisi aurat ka aise usi ka suhag use bheekh me dekar, mai majaak nhi udaungi kisi aurat ki bebashi ka, uski lachari, uske dukh ka. Apna shankha-pola aur apna pati samhaliye aap.”
Manorama was shedding tears as always, the same tears which means nothing but self consolation for the selfishness she has done.
Anirudh looked at her, he couldn’t stand her tears and immediately defended her and shouted at Bondita, “Bas Bondita!!!!! Bahut bol chuki tum Bondita! Ab ek aur shabd nhi! Manorama ke khilaaf ek shabd bhi bardasht nahi karunga mai.”
Bondita chuckled without humor, “Wo toh mujhe pata hai Barrister Babu. Bahut pehle hi bahut baar bata chuke hai aap ki aap Manorama ji ke khilaaf mera ek shabd v bardasht nhi karenge bhale hi wo galat kyun na ho. Aur wo din kaise bhul sakti hoon mai jab Rani Sahiba hamare ghar aayi thi.” She looked straight in Anirudh’s eyes and Anirudh was able to see all the questions, allegations, humiliations and pain which she has masked now but still troubling her and his eyes immediately softened and filled with guilt. “Aur yakeen maaniye us din v wahi kaha tha jo sach hai aur aaj v wahi keh rahi hoon jo sach hai. Aur baat hai agar kehne ki to maine bas yahi kaha ki mujhe unki bheekh nhi chahiye aur unhe lauta rahi thi bas.”
Anirudh held her shoulder and said, “Bondita! Bondita! Tum samajhti kyun nhi ho Bondita!? Ham dono ne jo kuch v kiya wo tumhari bhalai ke liye kiya. Manorama ne sirf mera sath diya hai aur kuch nhi, sirf tumhari bhalai ke liye maine dusri shadi ki, iske alawa ham dono ke bich kuch nahi.”
“Kya aapse aakhiri baar ek chiz maang sakti hoon Barrister Babu? Aap denge mujhe?”
“Bondita aise mat bolo tum mujhse jo mango wo mai dunga Bondita par please ye aakhiri baar jaisi baat mat karo.”
“Matlab aap denge na! Aaj bahut chizo se aazad ho chuki hoon mai aur aap v. Ek aakhiri ilzaam se aazadi de dijiye, mere sar pe hath rakhke aaj har ek baat bataiye jo kisi ko nhi pata, aapke Manorama ji se pehli baar milne se leke har ek baat, har ek mulakat ki har baat aur shadi tak ki har paristhiti ki puri sachayi aur shadi ke baad v aapki bhawanao ke bare me, apko meri kasam hai.”
She held his hand and kept on her head and directly looking into his eyes. Anirudh was baffled, his other hand which was on Bondita's shoulder, slipped.
He slowly turned around and closed his eyes and then opened his eyes and casted down his eyes and lowered his head but still didn’t change his standing position.
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Zindagi Bhar Ki Maut
FanfictionIt's about the current scenario where Anirudh married Manorama to give a mental torture to Bondita and her dearest spineless but also helpless Maa and her heartiest Patibabu betrayed her, made her all alone, all shattered, broke her heart into piece...
