Finding Jasmine

Chapter 19: Devyani Singh

I suddenly felt weary and tired.

The door opened and Indervadhan entered.

There was a grim look on his face.

"Ma Saheb, are you fine? You look pale and weak. You should rest. I was getting worried for you had locked yourself in for hours. "He said.

"I am fine, Inder, just tired of my brood." I said.

He sat down on the floor and clutched both my hands weathered and wrinkled with age and said gently, " Ma Saheb, you don't need to worry as I here. I have interrogated the maid who hurt Jasmine and she has confessed and spilled the beans."

"Gayatri and Kokila. I know already, son! They both are spiteful and malicious."

"How is Jasmine now? Is she in lot of pain?" He said and the wrath in his eyes said it all.

'I have a good mind to whip that girl one of these days. I feel responsible for what happened to her.' He raved.

"She will heal in a few days and luckily the burns are superficial and will leave no marks." I consoled him.

But I could read his eyes and knew what was coming.

He put his head in my lap and I gently ruffled his hair.

"Inder, you can tell me what is troubling you." I said.

'Ma Saheb, I shall never question what you plan for me for you are my mother and father and only family. But I don't like the spite and deceit in Gayatri. I have tried to accept her with all her faults. But now I am tired. I can't stand her anymore." He fell silent awaiting my response.

I made him get up and gently patted him.

"I know child that you said yes because I made the match. But now I also realise that it was a hasty and wrong decision. I had hoped that maybe she would improve once out of the ambit of her mother. But she is a stupid girl and does not realise what she is going to lose.

I shall not force you .You deserve someone whom you love and be happy with.

We have only done a small engagement ceremony and you have not married her. So don't worry.

But we have to find an opportune moment to do so .If we do anything now her father will rebel which we will be not good for us. First we have to find the money that has been embezzled from the estate by Gayatri's father . So let them feel that they have the upper hand. Once we get our affairs in order, we shall do the needful. As soon as Jasmine gets well, both of you speed up. She is smart and intelligent. But you take care that Gayatri does not realise what is in your mind or she will vent all her fury on poor Jasmine. They should not be warned of what is going to come." I said.

Inderavadhan smiled and gently teased me, "You are a wily old lady."

I smacked him and he walked out with a smile on his face.

I was again alone with Jasmine in the room.

That face swam before my eyes and then another face with windblown hair telling me that one day

She will come back.

I had to know who she was.

I sent for Shanta and gave her some money to buy few loose kurtas for Jasmine.

With the snoopy Shanta out of the way, I crept into their room and locked it from inside.

I rummaged through Jasmine's cupboard.

There was not much.

An old album of her photographs with the sisters of the convent where she had been bought up.

She was always a pretty girl.

I smiled to myself.

As I turned over the album ,there was this picture of Jasmine very young, maybe six to seven years.

She is dressed as a boy with her hair under a cap and I could see a faint reflection of my Pratap in the headstrong expression .

There was a file of her certificates and she had plenty.

The girl was indeed bright.

Hidden below her clothes was an old brown folder.

I opened it and out came the picture of my Pratap with Rosalie and a little baby in arms.

They looked so happy and in love.

And the pretty baby looked like an angel.

It was a newspaper picture yellowed and the file contained all the achievements of Pratap.

Tears flowed down as I lovingly caressed the picture.

As I rummaged further, I found a small frame stashed behind

It was the picture of Pratap ,Rosalie and their little girl busy eating a chocolate. Pratap looked handsome and Rosalie enchanting and the little Jasmine so adorable.

It was so beautiful that I smiled through my tears.

I put back all the things and walked back to my room.

The girl was my flesh and blood.

So that was why I had been attracted to her and found her to be like my own son because she was his daughter.

I had found my son's legacy.

The cedar trees swayed merrily.

They looked happy as I watched them through the window.

But I had to find why she came here.

I had to know her more and why she had not revealed to me her true identity.

She will have to prove her mettle.

She will have to show me that she is Jasmine Pratap Singh and not Jasmine Rosalie Watson.

I shall test her .

"Jasmine dear! Your journey has just begun.You are now under my scanner.Be ready".

I gently patted her head and as I wiped silent tears from her cheeks she clutched my hand tight and not letting it go.

She looked so pristine and child like in her sleep.

I wanted to hold her and shower her with all the love that she deserved.

I wanted to be her grandmother.

That day would soon arrive!