"ohh...whom I'm speaking to..!when this is what you are! This is the true face of Anirudh Roy Chowdhury...!" Somnath hissed disgustfully and pushed Anirudh hard, causing him to get hit by the motor car. and again growled his lungs out ,

"Aare, A dog also is a trusted animal. Shows a bit of gratitude towards his master but you! You are even inferior than that. You are such a selfish person who can never give anything to anyone other than snatching from other's. Be it Others happiness, others peace or other's life...!"

"Somna...."

"DON'T..!!! " He walked right up to Trilochan. stared furiously into his eyes, pointed a finger at his Kaka, warning him to stay still, bellowed, "Not a word Trilochan ro........Kaka! Everything happened, is still happening because of you. Only you. You were that Bhagwan who had brought this illegitimate child of a prostitute from the street to our house and pushed our family on the path of destruction. He is a curse of our lives. an unbearable Burden who wasn't even acknowledged by his own father but You threw him on our head. And See...You successfully have completed your mission. Mission of destroying your own family. now, just Baba and I are left. Ask your son to Kill us too... common do it..!!"

Anirudh was rooted to the ground. Head hung down, eyes pressed tightly together, With a dismay, he chewed on his lips. Brutally piercing by those harsh words, tears made unceasing way down to his cheeks. It was nothing new. Every second of his 25 years of life had passed being cruelly subjected to such words. Even much more vulger. Taking a deep breath he strolled to Trilochan. Tried to explain, "Kaka I......

"MAR GAYE TERE KAKA....!!" Anirudh Stumbled aback by the sudden harshness of Trilochan, saw the most unpleasant sight of his life...his Kaka's accusing glare at him...." Don't call me Kaka. don't show me your face. Never come infront of me. Hereafter. and if you ever come, that will be the last day of my life.."

Anirudh could feel his heart splitting in two. His breath hitched as he kept shaking head vehemently to be confirmed if it was for real. It was reality, not a bad dream. His Kaka was saying such bitter words to him....

"Ka..Kaka...no..." He restlessly held Trilochan's hand which was withdrew by his Kaka in reflex. Breathing uneven fell on his knees, near Trilochan's feet. Cried bitterly. "Kaka don't say so. Don't you trust your Anirudh? You know your Anirudh can never do anything wrong. But...but If you also consider me a sinner. if you think I'm the reason...for..for...whatever happened till now. Then, punish me, but not like this. Don't push me away from you. I have no one...other...other than you. I will die Kak......"

Trilochan stomped his cane strongly on the ground making a earsplitting sound which shuddered the poor soul like a leaf. Trilochan stormed off their leaving a lifeless Anirudh. Trembling uncontrollably, he lifted his head only to see untrusting grimace. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and collapsed on the ground. Numb. Dead stare at his Kaka's disappearing figure until his blurred vision could. Rain of memories flashed before his eyes.

An illegitimate child of a prostitute. Not acknowledged by its father. Strain of the earth. Outcasted from society. Disgusted by people. Everyone have always been abusive in their words towards him. Bastard, whoreson, son of a bitch and what not, he was called with. In his darkness enveloped world, a light that had provided a glimmer of hope for that hopeless soul was Trilochan.  Like an angel Trilochan held his hand. Stood against the cruel world As his shield. As his mother to love, father to protect, Guru to guide and friend to play, laugh and cry with. Lifelong accusations, cruel treatment by others hadn't affect him much which his Kaka's bleak bearing did. His silence.... killed him in thousands death. He felt like drowning in uncertainty. Sinking in the dreadful darkness.

Police dragged his anaemic body.
He could feel a strong headache approaching urging him to close eyes but he commanded himself to keep them open and feel every bit of pain being in full consciousness. He deserved it. For the abominable sin he had committed coming to this world. Now, even he felt horrible and disgusted towards himself.

Why it is always him?!!!why??

A person came out from behind a tree. A revolver in his hand. The person remorsefully gazed at him and murmured "Sorry" as a lone drop of tears rolled down his cheeks........!!
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"Hey get up..." He looked towards police officers and then peeked through window of the car only to see the police station. today he had to come to the police station as a Barrister, but came being a criminal.....!

He let out a bitter smile and was about to get down from the car heard some commotion. One word hit him hard and thrashed him into reality was "Sati pratha"

As soon as he heard this word, one name came in his mind as he murmured "Bondita"

Following he pushed the officers away and jumped out of the car. His knees started bleeding getting strongly thrust against the car but all he did at that time was running. He darted accross the street aimlessly, but with a firm determination to save her. Rescue that poor little soul from being victim of another malpractice, of atrocity.
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Exhausted due to running for a long time He sat on the ground, leaned against a tree. Sweat bead dripping from all over his face. Breathing heavily he closed his eyes.

"Anirudh beta....!!" Bihari scampered to him, "Save Bondita Malkin...she... villegers took her forcibly.."

"Bondita! What happened to her? " Anirudh inquired desparately with a fear-stricken face.

" Malik..wo...Sati..."

"Sati..?!!" Anirudh looked confused, As if he had heard the word for the first time in his life.

Releasing a few drops of tears Bihari gazed at him in utter helplessness. Then, voiced faltering, "Awwni Beta, You don't have to remember that. Just recall..... 13th May.."

At this his eyes shot open. Red as bloodshot. turned dengerously wild. Fingers balled in a tight fist. A strong feeling of hostility clouded him. He sprinted in a breath.

With a resolve to rescue her. But if he fails to save someone this time too.....then he also will not be back from that place. 

As he reached the desolate place. prudently stepped in the bleak hut, and there, found an unconscious Bondita. laying on ground, adorned as a new bride. Batuk's belongings were kept infront of her. There's no one around. He even didn't bother to think where those villegers went. securely picking senseless Bondita in his arms, he ran away as fast as he could.

Ran away from there, from the blood-thirsty devils in human form, from the carnivorous society, leaving an untold story behind......to create a new story.......??!!

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 01, 2022 ⏰

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