"Afsos aata hai tum par o ladki. Bechari paison ki wajah se Badi Rani Maa ke chakkar mein pad gayi. Ab dekhte hain kitne din tikti ho tum yahan! Kya pata do din mein hi nikal dein tumhe.", Imli shows her fake sympathy.
"Mujhe koun sa zindagi bhar rehna hai. Main khud chali jaaungi thodi dino mein.", Bela mutters under breathe.
"Kya kaha tumne?", Imli says.
"K.. Kuch bhi toh nahi. Tumne kuch suna kya?", Bela stammers.
"Nahi. Mujhe laga tumne kuch kaha."
"Maine toh kuch nahi kaha. Tumhe kaise laga maine kuch kaha."
"Ab mujhe laga toh main kya karoon?"
"Par tumhe laga hi kaise jab maine kuch kaha hi nahi."
"Aeeeee ladki! Chup karo. Pagal kar degi mujhe. Tum jaanti nahi main koun hoon. Main Rani Maa ki sabse kareebi hoon. Ek baar tumhari shikayat kar di na toh do din kya aaj hi wapas chali jana apne aath bhai behan ke paas.", Imli gets irritated with her banter and huffs in anger.
"Achcha bhai maaf kardo.
Iss chudail ko toh main baad mein dekhungi! Huh! Yeh bewakoof mujhe nahi jaanti ki main koun hoon.
Yeh batao tum bahot khatti ho kya?", Bela diverts the topic.
"Kya matlab tumhara?", Imli lifts her eyebrow.
"Nahi tumhara naam Imli hai toh mujhe laga tum khatti hi hogi.", Bela chuckles saying so.
"Tum bahot zyada bol rahi ho. Tumhe toh Badi Rani Maa hi thikane lagayengi. Woh raha unka kamra. Jahannum mein swagat hai !!", She shows her two set of jaw.
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On a decrepit designed bed, a sickly morbid old lady was sitting. Maybe her arrival's news had reached to her because as she entered, her interview started again.
"Achcha jao ab humare khaane ko kuch le aao!", questioning her deeply for approximately two hours, Badi Rani Maa's stomach growls with hunger.
(Using BMaa for Badi Rani Maa, as it gets little long to write Badi Rani Maa)
"Jee kahan se laun?"
"Rasoi se aur kahan se?", BMaa looks at her with stupefied eyes. Her new governess seems decent and disciplined to her.
Bela came with tray of her meal but she vexes while making her eat and wash hands. Because BMaa seemed a chatterer. After every morsel she would keep talking for at least 15 minutes.
Her bedding was spread on floor. Taking a look at that, she misses her bedroom.
"Khair main koun sa hamesha ke liye rehne aayi hoon. Ek do hafta reh kar kaam hote hi ghar ki taraf nikal lungi.", she consoles herself and turns on her side, trying to sleep.
She removed her veil because it's difficult to cover her face all time and have to attend BMaa every time. So she decided to stay as she's before her.
"Arre suno toh ladki ! Saara ata-pata, aaga-peecha puchh liya par tumhara naam toh pucha hi nahi. Hum bhi kitne bhulakkad ho gaye. Haan shayad humari umr jo badhti jaa rahi hai, isiliye!", BMaa smiles while Bela looks at her bewildered.
"Dadi Amma, paun aapke qabr mein latak rahe hain aur kehti hain umr badh rahi hai isiliye bhulakkad hote jaa rahe hain.. God!! How I'm gonna tolerate her."
"Jee, Mera naam Sanam hai.", she speaks in sleepy voice after thinking something. Slowly she keeps falling in the lap of sleep.
"Yeh lo! Ae ladki. Tum kya so rahi ho. Abhi toh tumne humari taange dabani hai. Tum taange dabaogi tabhi toh humein neend aayegi na!",
BMaa's words let her eyes snapped open -"Jee!!!!", unwantedly she reached bed, shaking sleepily.
Body cracking in pain, backbone about to collapse, tiredness of whole day, exhausted by worst ride of her life, sufferings of bus. A weary girl, wanting to sleep on the cosiest bed, pressing legs of old lady with weak hands. Completely worn out!
Poor Bela!! Oops! *correction*
Poor Sanam.
"Dear Bela! Aur lo adventure ka maza!", she cursed herself and with closed eyes continued pressing her skinny legs.
Badi Rani Maa was sharing her old time stories. Her youth, beauty, seigneur, power, influence.
"Tumhein andaza nahi ki humara kitna dabdaba tha logon ke beech, khas kar aurton mein. Apne bachchon ka rishta ho ya ghar pariwaar ka mashwara. Humse puch kar sab hi karti thi. Aur ek humare sahabzaade ki biwi, iss haveli ki Rani Maa, Sumitra. Woh toh aa kar namaste karna gawara nahi samjhti. Humein toh sirf naam ki Badi Rani Maa banaya hua hai."
Yawningly she kept listening her.
"Ladki! Humein lagta hai tum bhi Chandni ki tarah neend ki shaukin lagti ho. Tum humari baatein dhyaan se nahi sun rahi ho!!", she says in commanding voice.
"Badi Rani Sahiba! Main aaj din bhar safar ki wajah se thaki hui hoon. Mujhe neend aa rahi hai. Abhi main soti hoon, kal aap se dher saari baatein karungi.", she get up and lays on her mattress.
"Huh! Tum bhi badi nikammi aur sust ho. Tumhein bhi Mahir se keh kar chalta karwate hain."
Her sleep drown brain heard BMaa's angry blabber.
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That's all for today!
Who else hate bus ride?
It's something I won't prefer in any circumstance. I always fall sick if I travel in a suffocating journey.😒
How was the EPISODE guys! 😂
Did you enjoy?
One more thing, I don't think I'll be able to update now onwards, yet I'll try my best. But now schools are opening from tomorrow and I've three tuitions to attend.
I used to write chapters at late night but now I need proper sleep to manage my schedule. 😴
My sleep schedule has turned up worst of the worst...!
Someone asked me who's playing Imli's character. I didn't think anything. So suggest me, who'll justify playing Imli.
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