Benaam Rishta:An Invisible String

Chapter6

No matter how dark, stormy and cold the night is but the sun has to rise in the morning along with a new beginning...

Like that Crisis ,storm occurs in our lives too but it doesn't last forever. Troubles come to pass. What all we need to do is...instead of letting the storm to destroy us we should learn how to dance in the rain.

Some storms change our lives irrevocably which is obviously painful but nothing is as painful as staying stuck in one things and Not being able to accept that change.

Accepting the unexpected change, moving on in life without that person once we thought we could not live without is undoubtedly arduous but not impossible either. Because it's the rule of nature...life. ending is a commencement of new beginning.

But Roy Chowdhury's didn't seem to be a follower of this rule. One storm had shattered their lives but they didn't dare to accumulate those pieces. move on from the past and start over again.

After Binitha's decease Roy Chowdhury Haveli became lifeless..just a house not home. So was the fettle of RC's. they too were like those unemotional, inanimate concrete walls and pillars of their mansion. Just used to survive anyhow.

Extreme devotionalist Trilochan Roy Chowdhury would somehow go to temple two times in a day. Rest of the time he would preferred to be secluded. Binoy stayed outside most of the time. Somnath would kept himself drown in his medical study. Batuk was no more that playfull Boy.

Last but not the least..Anirudh Roy Chowdhury...he was stuck in one incident of his life like a deep rooted tree. Moving on in life was out of his horizon of thinking. He had changed drastically. he didn't talk with anyone. Distanced from others. Isolated.always kept himself cage in his room. drinking became his only fav job. he had forgotten his occupation too.that he was a Barrister. Gradually he started behaving like a maniac. Throwing things all around. Screaming, laughing, talking to himself, crying all together.

His unhealthy, abnormal behaviour dragged everyone's attention.

Doctor was appointed for his therapy. But no medications worked on him when he himself wasn't co-operative. Least interested in living.

After that the ambience of the Haveli became more unsettled. Uneasy. As if drowning in dreadful darkness.

But....Bondita....amidst the endless darkness she was there as a candle which didn't extinguish even after all these storms. Who illuminated their lives by inflaming herself. tried to show them the path of brightness once again to come out of their ambiguous.

In initial days she used to stay silent. alone. just was busy to take care of the two babys. but as days passed condition of them deteriorated day by day. She couldn't see that anymore thus decided to settle everything. She too was heartbroken.....more than them. But was enough strong to suppress that pain.

One day she prepared food for everyone as of their preference with the help of Bihari and Koyeli. Although at first was reluctant but after having the food they couldn't help but praised her heartily. That's the first upturn of her mission. she found out everyone's each and every small favourite things through Bihari and Koyeli and worked accordingly.

One fine night...
After putting both the babys to sleep Bondita went to kitchen for water. As she was passing by Batuk's room some snoozing sound came to her hear. being suspicious yet curious she stepped in.only Found Batuk was crying. Cautiously placed a hand Batuk's on head making him aware of someone's presence. He turned to her. she passed a small smile asked him the reason for why he was crying. But he said nothing. After some futile attempts she called him out...

"Golu" Batuk turned to her in a jerk hearing this sudden entitlement. more tears made its way through his eyes. he asked..

"How came you know this name?I...I..mean it's my nickname.. my Maa lovingly used to call me by this name" She let out a chuckle at his question. Thumbed away the tears from his cheeks she cupped them in her palms.