Chapter9

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Three years Later,

Time flew so fast like an arrow. Along with changing so many things. three years passed..so there changes were must.Not everything but certain things changed over the time..The wheel of destiny which made two people stand in a road of an uncertain yet undeniable beginnings. their paths were manifested to be together. although when they believed their destination was different.....?

Earlier,Both of them used to behave like strangers. Not even normal talks they would had. uncomfortableness , hesitation, awkwardness all they would felt around each other. Just humanity and compassion they had for one other. With which they decided to stay under one roof...together..for their Babies. Although...involuntarily..but they had to spend time, talk to each other and take each other's help one way or another for the sake of their Baby.

Like this gradually the curtain of discomfiture, awkwardness started falling down. making them free,open hearted to each other. they started liking each other's company. spending time together they slowly but surely formed a strong platonic bond with the foundation of affection, respect and immense trust....yet was unnamed. their babies were the route cause and medium of their bond.

But amidst all this there's was a problem in their life...their babies speech delay problem. neither Adwait nor Anika uttered a word even at the age of four. Anirudh and Bondita, both of them were so tensed and perturbed about this. they consulted to paediatrician and pathologist for their toddlers speech therapy. But they were just suggested to use some tips at home and have patience.

There an unseen protestor of.... domestic violence and other cruelty acts subjected to women....got viral accross the town. some women were even encouraged by motivational quotes and poems of that unknown protestor.

One day a woman named Aratrika went to Anirudh to seek his help. upon inquiring the reason She expressed that she was subjected to domestic cruelty and wants justice.

At this Anirudh comprehensively denied to help her. Suggested her to go to that protestor because of whom she was inspired. but Aratrika Implored him instead as she didn't know that person.

"First female Barrister of Bengal only can help you in this matter" Saying this Anirudh took Aratrika to his house. he straightly went to Bondita who was arranging books in the study room.

"Hello Barrister Bondita Das....I, Anirudh Roy Chowdhury along with a victim of domestic violence Aratrika are here to seek your help"Anirudh spoke out in a formal way.joinig hands infront respectfully.

Bondita was flabbergasted upon hearing the sudden entitlement...Barrister Bondita!! How came he know that! Before she could think anything or ask, Anirudh stood infront of her. Smiling. narrated everything about Aratrika. however, Bondita's mind became cloudy covering the ability to register anything in. Fear engulfed her. Shaking head vehemently she ran towards her room.

  Anirudh was confounded by her behaviour. Not thinking much he also ran behind her to figure out the matter. there he saw ... Bondita was crying bitterly hiding her face inbetween knees. he felt a pang in his heart seeing her like this. Taking slow steps he went to her. Placed a hand on her shoulder. made her look upto him. river of tears was flowing from her eyes carelessly. Which she didn't bother to wipe.

Anirudh sat infront of her. wipping the tears away from her face asked gently..

"What happened Bondita?"

"I..I'm not a B...Barri..ster .I.. can't fi..ght any ca..se"Bondita murmured while sobbing.shaking head vigorously. as if was petrified even hearing the word Barrister. Anirudh tried to console her.

"Bondita Please, don't hide anything anymore. I..I know everything that you.........."

"Nooo.."She screamed coarsely. to stop him from speaking further "nothing is true.I'm not Barrister. They..they killed that Bondita who..who had dreamt to be a Ba..Barrister. they clipped the wings of that Bondita who..who wanted..wanted to fly like an uncaged bird. they snatched the voice of Bondita which was meant to raise..raise against wrongdoings. Injustice. this patri...patriarchal society...you know "She wasn't in her senses. prolonged hidden agony and past burst into flames. Consumed her.

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