Benaam Rishta:An Invisible String

Chapter19

His breathing became uneven because of all the shouting. his powerful, strident voice made everyone lock their mouth in fear. Whatever, they seemed to be focused on his every word. That somehow worked in cooling himself down a bit. before he could proceed further his secretary came and handed him a piece of newspaper. upon reading the news his countenance changed. with ever so calm expression he held the speaker near to him and spoke out gently......

(A.N:Whatever written below has nothing to do with our real history. It's entirely based on the author's imagination. So please ignore the errors)

"Finally, British government granted my appeals. Thousands of people....most are women, who probably were kidnapped, sold, driven forcefully to Madras from different cities in every region of India and allegedly held captive and was forced to do slavery in brothel and various factories for years......founded by officer William Anderson . Whatever,  British officials finally gave them freedom from slavery and servitude and approved to send them to concerned region. those, who were from West Bengal, will arrive on 17 August. They should be brought here directly from Kolkata airport. Do fast the needed arrangment to welcome them granduerly........"He observed everyone's expression. stated loudly "Heartily and respectfully.....Am I clear?" A few people nodded in agreement and some were whispering something to each other and he knew very well.... exactly what kinds of conversation were going on in between them. gritting teeth he roared "GOT IT?????"

They trembled to the core to hear his thunderous voice and nodded vigorously in affirmation. Throwing murderous glare he departed from the assembly.

"And Today, 15 th August , is the day of liberation. Finally, we all are delivered from the bondage of oppressive British government. Emancipation from long term captivity. A dream come true. A prolonged ambition has been fulfilled.All prayers are granted....now we are free...along with our motherland.....free as a bird to settle wherever we wish.....to fly to our nest.........."

She looked at the infant and open birdcage. A long held breath left her lips. this time She didn't bother to wip off unceasing flowing tears from her cheeks. admired the wristwatch of her hand with a soft lingering smile on her lips. Placed a soft kiss on the watch and murmured "Wait is over......!!"

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Dear Anirudh,

I know when you will be getting this letter, I must have gone far away from you by then... somewhere in the concrete world, will be going in the direction where the path of destiny leads, surrendering our love in the deadly grip of fate. But it's not the end of our love, remember. If it's true, our love will grow more more with each passing second in our encapsulated heart. No matter how far we are, even when we are miles away but always remember that we are under the same sky, looking up to the same sun, moon and stars. You are my centre of universe. Sun of this sunflower, in the direction of which sunlight this sunflower will live. As you, I also will pray to God to have you in my every birth....my love.

By now you must have understood that I am not going to Kalkatta but will definitely be in some corners of the world... unknown to all. staying in Kalkatta will be difficult. Because you wouldn't be able to hold back and neither I will. So I'm going to unknown land without telling you. Forgive me if you can but please don't try to find me. Swear to our love. Please.. respect my decision!

And take care of yourself, our children. My Adi and your Angel. And remember, I can feel you, so don't dare to shed a single drop of your precious tears. I'm always with you, around you, in you. You Keep smiling only then I will get the courage to smile.

Last but not the least,
With folded hands and pleading eyes, I seek a promise from you....

A promise to stay strong.
A promise to keep smiling.
A promise to take care of yourself.
A promise to move on.
A promise to live happily.
And a promise to bear the pain of separation...