Chapter 15: Chapter 15
That night , I did came home late but also with minimal energy bottled up, by the time Bondita had gone , I didn't checked my small tiny cellphone that it had number of missed calls notifications popping out , although may be it had been in silent ,that's why , I texted her that Adhiraj had let it gone by saying his usual dialogues that it must be her imagination , the days passed and we were graduated by the time , Bondita was pregnant and it was confirmed Adhiraj was seen with more withering tension , Because deep down he was quite unsure about all of these , Her parents were constantly pester Bondu, her Dad had abandoned her and couldn't bear her insight in his house ,
Mr. Frederick Mathews was a very strict man and was quite insular catholic when it comes to family, When he kicked her out of his family , she after compiling her luggage came back to my home but my parents were neither orthodontic nor conservative , they accept her as her own daughter and she started living with us ,
" Are you sure about Adhiraj being this child's father ?" I kept her hooked with my question , which I was sure that deep down , I even wasn't able to swallow the whole fact ,
" Yes ! I am sure after all this wary months of ignoring my phone calls and messages explain the façade , now I m going to his house for a perfect explanation !" Bondita rose out with a big heavy womb of four months , the embryo was developing inside ,
" Hey ! Just calm down okay, I'm trying to get hold of Adhiraj, but He seemed either out of his home , either resting out in one of his farm house , or being in his friends home , he is never available at home , but I think we are trying it from a safe place , we should make him encounter his sins , if he is hiding it from us !" I got up immediately and wailed out , but found Mom standing over at the door step and with my father , I looked at both of them and then shifting my gaze to the hanging clock , it says that the time had been 6 in the evening , that means Dad had already been early to home and that's why I found both of them standing there ,
" So ! You both had overheard our conversation, I guess ?" I inquired to both of them and they just hummed at me , I welcomed them to have a seat over my bed while a sobbing Bondu at my chair , well practically it had become both of us as a bed sharing buddies , so it was wrong to call this as my own room , it was our together, Bondu and Mine .
" Why didn't you told us before, that Adhiraj was the father of this child , we must have had a talk with him, and we both know he would have understand ! Isn't it , Prosoon ?" My mother directed her dull eyes towards my father , Mr. Prosoonjit Sanyal , and my father holding a serious but caring demeanor patted my mom's back and nodded with a curt , after looking at me and then Bondu ,
" Sriju , Child ! We know that you are strong enough to deal with lots of courage but still , there are something which is made for adults to handle , and your mother is Right , Sondhya is never wrong in these matter , after all She is your mom, if you couldn't felt it comfortable with me , you could have directly talked it to your mother ?" He directed me with his stern look which hold a sense of responsibility , I had got my face and my straight forward attitude from my Father , he was tall around 5'8'' and was a bit fair unlike the rest Bengali's , he was better off with moustache , his hairs were still black because he do yoga , as he mentioned but I think his Amla drink had been the more scientific reason behind this , his eyes were black and with broad shoulder and a genuine smile , he had the charisma that could captivate lots of girls at his young age , even my mom still blushed whenever he compliment her , whether let it be their marriage anniversary or be the celebration of their birthdays ,both had shared nonnegotiable amount of love with small fights , cute arguments that Red sari is better than navy , Chamcham is less better than Rasogulla , which Achkan is better than the black Kurta , Black Kurta is inauspicious wore a White fully embroidered V neck line one , Mogra Gajra is far better than the Barleria flower could be used as braid coiling after a loose bun ,
And the list was endless, let it be about Fast food or my mom's diet , and in this process we both have to suffer a lot , this was the time when I would team up with my Dad and we do the Amaran Anshan (Death Strike ) protest against the Mom's diet chart , who would love to eat the bitter Gourd and who would love to drink the dark Blood colored Beetroot juice , However in early morning , it felt yuck ! But she always insisted that it doubles up our red blood cells , who cares ? I m better off with whichever amount of blood cells are already present but she never settles down , My father had a little sugar problem and he was made to drink Aloevera and Neem juice , they together mixed gives the most bitter taste that even a poison sounds sweeter than them , these was our little world , we together complete the whole lineage , however the arguments goes on ,
" Mom and Dad, I was seriously scared , the things got escalated in such a in abrupt way , that everything got out of controlled and now we are trapped , She is so scared that , After his father Mr. Frederick found out , she kicked her out of his house , while Kamla aunty was weeping loud , Davis is still young to understand all of this !" I said while consoling The weeping Bondu , she was whiffling through the whole conversation ,
" Don't cry Daughter , it will be all okay , you know , sometimes it feels like god is not with us , but let your all worries be solved by him, we are like your parents , we would help you out , and Sriju is here as your sister , we both will fight it out , whatever it takes , Your uncle is trying to have a talk with Frederick uncle , it's goanna be fine , don't stress too much , either it would affect the child, you have to be strong at least for your child ...!" My mom hugged Bondu and Bondu's crying grew louder , Dad excuses us both , I had seen from the corner of my eyes that he had dialed up the number of Bonita's father , Mr. Frederick and had again tried his failed attempt to have a talk with him, leaving the room and giving us, the ladies our personal space to open up with .
" Now you have to go out with me to maternity yoga Centre , because you would need some exercise for your body , do not uplift much heavier thing , you could just call me or Sriju for this , okay ! And yes , use flats rather than your heels , I would talk to principal sir about your health and you could study at home , even you both had got preparation leave of four months for your board exams , while considering it as your fifth month of pregnancy , you will be free from one month earlier than your exam , but keep yourself update about your studies , okay ! Dear ?" My mom said to her , my mom's eyes were like grey stone , unlike me I had got brown one , she had a round face average height of Five three , straight nose , speaking eyes with full volume eyelashes, her long hairs with tight bun and she wore simple bordered sari with much modest grace , sometimes she prefers hand made block print ikat Kurti with petal sleeves , she is very fair and that's why my skin is vibrant but I m a bit less fair than her , my mom is more beautiful and fashionable ,
" I - I don't aunty , I m scared for myself ,I m afraid for this unborn child's future , because of my naivety , I did held two lives together on a hang , sometimes I only want to end my life , I m living just because You and uncle and of course my best friend in the world Srijita, but still I m not certain about anything , what would society think ? What will be the consequences of this child after its birth, I really ! Really wanted to give him/her birth ,I want to experience mother hood , but I m scare ! And this fear is deepening its root inside my heart ."Her weeping doleful catharsis attacked my mom in very ascetic way , she was doing her best as a mother to console her, but then we heard our father's voice dripping across the room,
Through his unsuccessful attempts of making Mr. Frederick understood , he gave us the shocking whiplash,
" What does Frederick Bhaisaheb said ?" Mother placed her hands clinging from traditional Bengali seashell bangles over chest of dad,
My dad nodded in disappointment and Looked in the direction of Bondita , giving us a hint to make her rest and then moving an edge closer to us he said while nibbling down at his words,
" He said to abort her child and then he would accept her !"
I was in a total shock , I had known that Fredrick uncle won't grant her permission back to his house until he wouldn't ask her for some compositing sacrifices , this was really inhuman to everything which could relate this world ,
" Is he , just of his mind ?" I bluntly threw my words out , my decency had been roped out and was being dumped somewhere else , when I talked about the sense of this situation , my parents looked at me in terror , my mom gave me her famous look, ' watch your tongue, before your speak ' , and with an ease I dare myself out from this whole charade ,
stomping my angry feet , I marched through my room , and pointed out a really exhorted despised figure of Bondita watching something sitting with her knees bent , I placed a hand on her propped shoulder ,
" Hey , its going to be alright, just calm down , keep yourself unaffected !" I did a little cheer up to her , but I knew this thing couldn't brought her sauciness in right form,
" I heard uncle talking about what my father had asked for in exchange of my return !' She broke down , and I collected her ,
" Sometimes , there's a thick margin between me and myself , but my inner me stops myself to become independent , to become more happy , it doesn't matter that if it would hurt me the most but I would always do the same recurring humdrum of opening a closed window , which I never ever wanted to be opened and that would hurt me in the most possible way , that could hurt anyone , " Bondita ripped it out, at that time I didn't understand what she was talking about because the situation was so tensed and at that time , I didn't knew what the real heartbreak is , but now ! I know , I know the truth behind these words of her , my life has stopped , mortified and executed,
" Get hold of yourself, " I tried to butt in between her miseries and her thoughts ,but I couldn't do much more , these whole things had just gone out of the control , now we can only hope for some miracles to be happen ,
That evening after making Bondita sleep , I myself wanted to confront the matter with Adhiraj, he was being too ignorant and had been moussed in side his cave , and I know went straight to his frat house situated in Rey cinema talkies, my Scooter was clearing the zigzagged traffic borders and the crowd while after a long drive , I finally achieved his frat house , the house was designed in very peculiar way , it was filled with boys and girls with some weird attitude , in short dress big chest , face pushed between the fake coochies, laughing and giggling around with a narcotics wave floating around, Adhiraj wasn't a complete drunkard, and even don't smoke , he had been ascetical towards these whole smoke and alcohol but he sips wine , crossing the rabbling jostle of horny boys and crackling girls , I wanted to seized Adhiraj by his collar , I could spot near by him was Amayra Pramanik , squatting upon his lap , while his hands lowering down to her perfectly popping hips , she in her burgundy one piece top , throwing her arms on his neck , the two were practically eating each other by their tongue , saliva mixed with sweat , while his other band of wolves involved Dhruv , Dhruv Bagchi shuffling the cards of Uno over the desk and the cherry blondes and black skins wrapping his neck , the whole room was rotating upside down , packed with zeal , energetic teenagers ,
Dhruv's mouth was sealed with the half burnt cigarette , it seemed that he hadn't consumed that much of alcohol that could directly push him in a deep somber , while cornering him was Yash Goel holding a big mug of pilsner , diving in the needless hauling of freaking boys , motioning his hands towards the frilling girls near the coffee table , coaxing them with his flirty looks , a near by foot distance lied the Karthik , puffing the Brown fumes from his famous brand of ' blue star ' , I could easily recognized this from my peripheral vision , because I had occasionally found the burnt cigarette chips behind the backside lobby of Shekhawat mansion , and a crushed packet of blue star , Nilay put an end to my doubt by claiming it was Karthik ,
It wasn't a surprise at all, blowing a wayward hair off my face , I spot Mrityunjay , the famous hookah sucker, it was pretty obvious, that he was a hookah addict , inhaling the long bubbles from a coiled pipette of a hookah pot , then releasing the white opalescent smoky vapors into air , he was bared to his surrounding , no boys squatting him , no girls purring their kitten claws, a perfect brooded loner lost in his own smoky world,
And finally my eyes end off their roaming after fixing them at the sexual tension in front of me , Adhiraj Singh Shekhawat perfectly fitted in his dark brown dusty denim , having a gyrating Amayra Pramanik over his lap in her burgundy one piece backless bodycon , if she was a rider of his lap , then he has been her pony , both being busied screwing out each other , strangling their endless tongue shoving inside their neck , scratching and straddling her big booty just above his pants , a layer of cloth rubbing his lower part , and suddenly a provoked anger roomed inside my brain , why this scene feels toxic to me , even if it was none of my business , why should I must care about his personal life , why I felt like someone had stabbed in my heart over number of times , I felt like my heart grew heavier , I felt hurt and betrayed , even though I didn't know why ?
That was very nasty and annoying enough to make me feel disgusting this scene in front of me was growing with an unease state of discomfort , I felt the pangs of jealousy inside my protruding heart, my temper flared and I find this as an urgent need to be exploded , but why do I feel so jealous bee, when I must be happy for myself , truing what Nilay had teased myself having a crush over his big brother , without further acknowledging this ongoing steamy session ,
I took long strides to hastily grab Adhiraj by his collar and in this process frightening that riding Amayra only to be stumbled away two to three hands far from the reach of Adhiraj 's lap , this sweat sniffed body arching my heart to swipe all his pain and eagerness from his body , a brisk cinnamon scent with a rotten grapes like smell embraced inside my smelling buds , his half opened eyes gazing directly at my direction , a restrained eye muscle popping , his insanely handsome face showing a tired radiation affecting my each and single body parts in his own accord , he tightly wrapped his hands around my waist , he was not in his sense , he must be hallucinating , too engrossed in his make out session , even forgetting I m not his fling , I had been successfully let them apart ,
Amayra stood apart in an irritation and was watching us cross folding her arms , the strap of her dress had been slide down in process of my sudden invade , she must have been in a habit of possessing lots of control inside her , because her anger was channelized with an enclave of frustration ,she was going all senile but I didn't care about how she was feeling , although I didn't even care about anyone at that time , I didn't care about what Adhiraj had done to my friend , about his Manwhoring ways, his attention stealing aura was well enough to seduce me in his professional demeanor , in a countless unknown ways , I looked back into his eyes and a sudden urge to protect him aroused inside my body , his deep brown eyes holding a sense of guilt , pity and helplessness Pools inside his big floating eyes, his grip around my tiny waist grew stronger, like some lost child who had tightly clung his favorite toy to his heart , desperately searching for his mother's , whose hands just slipped off her little boy, his strong steel grip snaking around my body searching for his personal semblance,
Why I feel so good and then uncomfortable at same time, but then again comfortable and relief to be like this, in this spot , why it felt like this place , his lap had been made for myself ,
I neared myself only to get more comfy , our lips once again were about to get locked , but then realization hit me hard , I yanked my hands from his neck , this spot can never be reserved for me , I wasn't made to hold this heavenly spot for any longer , because this was the same spot which had been a few minute earlier was occupied by the same girl who is watching both me and Adhiraj with her hawk eyes , not daring to hide her wince behind her sharp edged eyes , I jerked out of his clutch and remembering for what purpose I had come here , I retorted,
" Get off from me , Adhiraj Singh Shekhawat ! You bloody scoundrel, How dare you to devastate an innocent girl's life like this , " Adhiraj still wasn't in his complete sense , his drowsy eyes ogling at me shamelessly , and most importantly drunken , he never drank but why today ?
" Hey ! Shekhawat is she one of those exes of yours , or some maniac stalker , or an over obsessed pathetic fling ? " Mrityunjay asked, drawing his two thick brows together , by that time , this frenetic party had dropped to its dead silence , and everybody was watching me out from their open eyes , guffawed eyes, slurry eyes , but every eyes had just one emotion , who is this crazy girl !
" Who needs my name , I'm not filling you girl ,with any of my costly sperms , go look out for some other guys or just calm down , well let me devour my huntress Apps !" A wicked smile splashed over his drowned face .
" I think I 've seen her around but just couldn't produce an idea , where ?" Yash chugged his beer and toyed his mug at my direction ,
" Enough of your bullshit , Adhiraj get off your whipping ass and come with me !" I rambled.
" Who is she, man, she really seems like a sensory input ?" Mrityunjay butted in again.
" None , jay , she is my baby brother's little Slut always off being a shouting dramatic !" Adhiraj slurred in his drunken voice, and Mrityunjay nodded
" Jesus ! I didn't knew , Sanyal you too had been standing out as a competition to his other fan girls , but at the same time, going all dramatic like his rest of the exes , Sanyal ! I had expected a little higher from you !!" She said in most boring auto tune , and walked off to the small mini bar near the nightstand ,
" Just shut up your foul mouth Adhiraj, how dare you to call me a slut of your younger brother , since you know he is my childhood best friend , and Amayra ! You're totally getting it wrong , I'm not crushing or having a fling with him , I just wanted to take him with me , because this fucker had messed up a big time !" I directed my hands towards the lumbering Adhiraj, Apps dropped her sipping vodka shot at the bar counter itself and with her tipsy steps , she swaying his Gucci handbag walked out from the frat house , throwing her last words at me,
" Well ! Sanyal ! I'm now least interested in hearing his big time blows , I didn't care what he had done , whom he had fucked up badly , I really don't have much patience and time for this , I should be getting going , please ! Save it for the next time !" She patted my shoulder and moved out in her laggard steps , her curvy short dress swaying side by side , tick-tocking her spiky red heels ,
" You don't know ! About his true self Amayra , you just don't , I'm sure you would be hating him when you would be known about his sinful deeds, !" I cried out but she had already been disappeared ,
" Everyone , guys ! Please go back to your places , the party has to be called off , please head to your respective homes !" Karthik came out from his hidden corner and cleared the traffic of mob , now everybody has left , it was me , him and his four friends ,
" What are you talking about !" Finally Dhruv sailed through , while Adhiraj billowing under the hole of his own miseries,
" She's always this shitty man ! She likes to pull out drama , she has been like this since my childhood , luring my innocent little brother and then going on impressing my father, instigating both of them against me , bloody filthy gold digger , is what she is !" With this he picked up the nearby cartoon filled with chilled beers with long necks stacked in a row , with a branded lamination label , all scattered down into small pieces of glass on the floor .
" oh ! Really ? So now I have become a gold digger , I didn't coaxed anyone like you , and frankly speaking , if Baldev uncle is not in talking terms with you , that doesn't mean the fault is mine , and about Nilay , when you didn't know the truth about the two people's life , then you don't even dare to raise a finger against them , I had and will always respect Nilay and love him as my brother , not like you who traps any walking girl and then leaving her disheartened !" Dabbing my fingers at him , I gave out a serious look ,
His friends had to move in between us ,
" But whose life had been destroyed , " Mrityunjay asked, dropping his hookah pipette to one side ,
" Bondita Mathews !" I replied ,
" what did Adhiraj had done to her , " Dhruv said in amazed
" She's being pregnant by Adhiraj's child !" I again replied him back ,
Now there was pin drop silence , the five boys looking at each other in a complete shock , and then looked back at me ,
" but ..." Yash started and then remained shut ,
" I've told you millionth of times , that I m not the fucking father of that child !" He riled me up , making my whole claim pointless ,
" Don't you dare to lie !" I warned
" But he is not lying !" Karthik cut me off,
" What do you mean ?" I asked Karthik ,
" He is infertile , he can't plant his seeds to any woman's womb , " finally Mrityunjay dropped the biggest bomb , I was beyond shocked , what the fuck ? Was it real that the great womanizer can't reproduce , that's why this whole pregnancy subject hits him really hard ,
" I'm really sorry ! But I don't know what to say on all of this matter !" I said in very low voice and Adhiraj had turned his back towards me ,
" Please Don't tell anybody , accept his father and his grandfather , no one knows this fact , even his younger siblings , just he had shared this top secret with us and now comes you !" Karthik requested to me and I simply nodded ,
" You know what,' I paused for a second and stared once again in his messed up dark pools of eyes , they were the silent warning of upcoming storms and finally taking a note of his burning indignation, I told him on his face the most universal feeling of my inner self, " I hate you !" I cried out in frustration to Adhiraj and was really mad at Bondita lying to me , I shouldn't have just accused him without knowing the background story ,
" The feeling is mutual !" With this Adhiraj gave me his famous pensive look with his answer .....
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