AASHLOK INTEZAAR --last part , pg-17@20JAN2104 - Page 10

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Posted: 11 years ago
#91

Originally posted by: pt311288

nice update dear
the way u depicted astha is very nice i mean during 60's women condition was like this only .
but the way u potrayed shlok is very unfair
men of 60's were orthodox and dominating typ shlok didnt possess any of this quality . and shlok is pondered as a man who truly loves his wife then why u made him so coward that he cant take stand fr his wife i mean making shlok so fragile just like astha its nt justified

i love ur wrk but feeble shlok nt seems gud.



i was literally wanting someone to ask me this question???
which you asked????
nobody thought the other side which i wanted to show... every one was thinking how i am going to end the story
and i will give ur answer for sure
let me finish my exam i will give your answer In-sha-Allah
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hope u don't mind
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Posted: 11 years ago
#92

Originally posted by: fatima_FM




i was literally wanting someone to ask me this question???
which you asked????
nobody thought the other side which i wanted to show...every one was thinking how i am going to end the story
and i will give ur answer for sure
let me finish my exam i will give your answer In-sha-Allah
😳
hope u don't mind





thnks sweety
i will wait
do well in exams
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Posted: 11 years ago
#93
Dear Member,

Your FF has reached 15 pages, which automatically triggers the new FF rules posted in the forum, IMP: Regarding Fan Fictions - NEW RULE, based on which, we have to move this FF from IPKKND...EBP Forum to the Fan Fiction Forum.

Thank you for understanding.

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Posted: 11 years ago
#94
awesome update
but y did you stop ... Continue soon plz
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Posted: 11 years ago
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It is a nice experience reading all the 3 versions...I appreciate your efforts to write 3 different versions...👏...thanks for the PM
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Posted: 11 years ago
#96

Originally posted by: dafla

Nooo u cant stop here...


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Posted: 11 years ago
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[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qT-3NfBdngk[/YOUTUBE]

Hi

I know for this part you all were eagerly waiting, so today your all waiting is going to be end.

Though it was typical village story but you all liked it I am really grateful to you.

First I would like give thanks to silent reader, now you are thinking why? No writers thank silent readers, me exceptional, because few silent readers never forget to hit the like button, though they never comment. Actually I have 1 bad habit whoever comments or press like button their names are by hearted.

I would like to give thanks to 1 word comment; even I belong to this list LOL, those who always comment 1 word even their comment turned into 2-3 words, I was shocked, before I never seen their comment expect 1 word.

And those who write few sentences, paragraph ohhh!!! What I will say to them, I don't have any words, when someone commenting so big, I really fell jealous that why I can't comment like that.

And one more thing in this story I am going to hooked you until the end. So your BP might get high. And I have used few bold words. While reading the story at least for once in the mind or with lips this you are going to use what the hell or heck!! Word for sure. Now you are thinking Why? Read it kud ba kud jan joh gey. English translation following Hindi update. If you know Hindi guys I will suggest to you read Hindi there are few words which can't be explain in English. Sorry for grammatical and Hindi mistake.

Now come to the big question, story ending!! I have planned long back; I know you all want a happy ending. But every story doesn't have happy ending.

And if you read it you will regret, if you don't read than also you will regret.

Few comments which I wanted to mention, other readers don't take anything by heart why I didn't mention your comment. I have replied each and every comment.

@Javeria3991

Poor Shlok his heart broke down seeing his wife bearing the torture of his parents silently. She was all doing for him because she knew he was with her as her strength. Astha herself confessed it that his one touch sooth away all her pain and heal all her wounds.

He was suffering with her. His parents sold him, he felt himself cheap in front of his wife, his love, his life partner. That is the most terrible feeling n The worst thing is that he couldn't do anything about this misery, he is helpless because he is weak n lacks courage.

He was coward, he himself confessed because he couldn't stand for Astha infront of his parents.

Somewhere I understand his parents intentions as well. They are also stuck in the web of the morals of society where wealth, status are the only importance. His mother might have also face that during her marriage initial days n her husband was same as her son. They might would had felt the guilt treating their daughter in law like a maid but that felling would have been soon washed up by the pain they suffered during that torture n now they are force to believe that it's another tradition of the society n now an integral rule of the family. Children always learn from their parents, Shlok's parents were weak n so does he. He couldn't do anything except asking his father in law bowing down his parents wishes.

But this could be all stop if love empowers all. He loves Astha but he isn't strong to fight for it nor determinant'

She had explained about my story so well, even I can't explain in such a way.

@Priya204
Read both the parts and its emotional and at the same time mirrors society I simply read it as a social issue and did not imagine Arshi in the two people who became victims in the hands of social injustice. So for me its a typical girl from the 1950s era getting married to a common man (not Shlok) and the rest is history. What you wrote actually happens specially in joint families where the man has no say in matters related to his wife. so yup a nice social issue that depicts pain of a meek woman taught only to love and respect her husband and his family

Even when I thought of the story it was just common man and women

@Tia- AFreeBird

he tried once bt he has to try more'

According to OS I have written only one time, If I have written on FF based, than you seen I many times Shlok tried. He got denial from his parents, even he didn't keep quite after that, and he went to society so he can come out of this web of dowry.

@spvd

Shlok y is so helpless, he could move out to a different place, nearby to his work place'

Even few r also thinking same way so let me clear, this story he is 19, who is still dependent on his father handle business along with him.

@ "pt311288" @ "6n6s6k6i6r6a6n6" @ "_SnowFlakes_"

I have found your questions more reasonable so your answers are following this update but first I will suggest you to read the update.

@ "Chocolate_barun"

Your appreciation below the update.

Last part

After that His parents have arranged a big celebration in the house. He was busy in talking to someone, when the man left, and he turned. He had frozen over there as if thunderbolt fell on him. He hardly uttered a word 'As...Astha ' her tear was continuously falling.

Aur App ne jo mere baba ke liya uske liye bhi shuriya, sayed agar main apke jayga hoti tho main bhi nahi kar sakti, jo apne kiya hain.

When he knows very well that her father doesn't have the ability to fulfill their demand. But still as a father he didn't let his hope down, he was knocking every door for help, but nobody was ready help him. If her father didn't fulfill their demand and his image will taunted in front of whole society and along his Astha ' will suffer. How can Shlok put her father in trouble? and 'his Astha ' so he asked one of his friend to help him, and later on he will repay all the debts keeping it concealed from his family but unfortunately that day Astha came to know.

Iska ehasann main zingehi baar bhi nahi chuka sakti. Aur khabhi apne chukan ke liye muka bhi nahi diya, patni hoke mujhe apki seva karne chaiya, ulta apne hi mera seva kiya hain. Ase pati srif nasebeeb walo ko milta hai, aur jo humhe mila hain. (Tear falls) Aur ha, baat baat main bul hi gaye main, payal key liye sukriya. Haan ab yeh maat puchana hum kis payal key baat kar hain, hum jante hain wo payal app hi nahe diya hai. humhe woh payal bohot pasand yaha.

A smile crept on his lips, after reading the line. Even now she didn't forget anything.

Abh wo payal hum khabhi nahi utarte hain. aur Mera zindigi main rang barne ke liya. Jitney bhi apke sukriya adda karu kaam hain. Apke saat bitayaye huya har ek din, har ek pal, har ek lamhe. Mere liya anmol hain. Isse tho main akri saas tak simat ke rokunga.

Payal!! Every morning the tingling sound of the payal used to break his sleep. This tingling sound wasn't loud, but the rhythm it created with her steps more than musical melody. He never used to forget admire the most beautiful scene his wife' his Astha '. One day his sleep didn't broke with payal sound, he look around whole room, Astha wasn't there. But the payal was beside the bedside table why did she take off?' He knew it was her one of favorite jewelry and he also know very well why she removed. At night he made her wear the payal without waking her up. Next day Shlok wake up from saw her confused expression looking at the payal. He understood what she was thinking that how this payal came to her leg and innocently asked kya soch rahe ho' [what are you thinking?]

She jerked from her thought haan, app uto gaye inte jaldi, app iss payal ki bajse itne jaldi ut gaye na' and she start removing payal from her leg.

yeh kya kar rahe ho' before he could ask her.

She have already removed the payal ma bolua rahe hai' leave the room soon.

Shlok said irritated taking the payal in hand yeh ladki!!' Few days he did like this at night without informing her, but she was Astha his Astha' everyday she will do that. uff!! Kaha chupake raka hain' Almost annoyed he rummaged full room but couldn't find the payal anywhere.

app kuch dond rahe ho' Astha suddenly appeared in front him.

ha, nahi, nahi! kuch nahi' he blabbered

She smiled boliya, main dond deta ho'

He got irritated kuch nahi' now he was full sure from her smile she had hidden somewhere but where. If she is his wife, than he is also her husband'. Next day when he woke up, he saw smile was playing on her lips caressing the new payal with admiration. Shlok made comfortable to sit and when she saw him wake, she jumped and hugged him almost making him falling form bed. He balanced himself and Astha from falling. This was really unexpected from Astha side. He held her more securely. When realization hit her, she immediately backed away in shy. woh, woh' she stammered

He raised one eye brow woh, kya?'

payal ke liye sukriya'

par kiu?'

apne diya isliya' She pointed to payal

par maine toh koi payal nahi diya' he was in teasing mood yeh to phele se hi tumare paro main tha'

Nahi, yeh nay hai, hum jante hain apne hi diya hai'

tumhe koi galat fami hai, yeh maine nahi diya, yeh to tumare payal hai'

Astha got irritated with his teasing Nahi, yeh humara payal nahi hain, humne tho woh chupake raka hai'] she blabbered the truth and clutched her mouth tightly. She widened her eyes, as she was caught in red handed.

kya kah tumne?' Shlok raised his one eyebrow

She ran out of the bed to avoid further questions

Ouch!!' her ankle sprained.

Astha ' Shlok shouted and ran to help her, made her sit and bring the balm for her. Touch her feet to put the blam, she immediately jerked her leg hum kar lenge, app mere per mat suiye'

Astha bas malham laga rahe ho, aaj toh pehle bar nahi kar raha ho, pehle bhi kar cuka ho' he said softly, took her leg and she again jerked

nahi, nahi, app humare per mat suiya, hume pap charega, agar hume pehele pata hota tho, hum khabhi mera per chune bhi nahi deta' Shlok almost irritated with her behavior

Astha aaj kais behke behke baat kar rahe ho, usdin tumhe dard ho raha isliya malish kar diya, isme pap charene key baat kay se aye, aur tumne konsi kitab main para hain, per chune se pap charte hain, toh jab tum mera per chute ho tab mujhe bhi pap charte hain'

She tried to protest nahi, nahi, woh baat alag hain, usdin humne suna hain, agar pati neh patni ke per chuha to patni ko pap charte hain, pati ko koi kaam nahi karware chaiye , pati ki seva karne chaiya' she was twittering like a parrot, someone had put this words in her small brain because this wasn't her words. She was much more educated than other village women. But still few think he couldn't change superstitious thoughts of village people. According to place and culture you had to mold yourself in that, otherwise it becomes hard to breath.

Shlok said sarcastically Acha, yeh nahi suna pati ke har baat manne parte hain?

She innocently replied hain, yeh bhi suna hain main ne'

toh mere baat kiu nahi sunti ho'

huh!' Astha 's jaw fell hum appke konsi baat nahi sunte, hum toh apke har baat sunte hain'

toh usdin maine tuhme mera nam lene ke liya bola, toh kiu nahi liya'

She pouted her lips hum pati ke naam kaise bol sakti hai'

Tum mera koi baat nahi sunte ho, to may kiu tumari baat suno' start applying the balm.

nahi, nahi...'

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ID0MNbsAli0[/YOUTUBE]

Shlok thought could of darkness have gone form their life but he was wrong it was preparing a devastating storm. He didn't know that one misery hadn't finished yet form their life and other misery was standing on their way. Now his parents asking for their heir, an heir who will preserve their future ancestral name and wealth. When they asked dowry from Astha 's father, Shlok fulfilled their wish. If it was in his hand, for sure he would give the heir in their hand. But this time fate wasn't his side.

One thing he knew very well he was her strength. Until he was standing with her, she will face all the cruelty. Every day taunting, cursing was her usual. In front him they never say a word but behind him they won't leave a single chance. Even the outside neighbors start taunting, mocking of her womanhood. He could shut outside world's mouth, what if your own also became against. 19 years he had lived with them in one day he had become stranger to his parents, he never care about their parents, their name, their status only he think of his wife . He couldn't make sense to his parents both are equal for him, his parents as well as his wife. They didn't care about his word if Astha couldn't give heir, then he had to opt for second marriage. Second marriage!! He couldn't imagine his life without his Astha ' and second marriage was an absolutely preposterous. Wasn't this things should be easier for him? he was born in this family, grown up in this society then why everything he was contradicting? Even his own mother had suffered two miscarriages because of this heir. Everyone was doing the same thing. If wife couldn't give their heir, his own husband threw her out of his life and go for second marriage. Than what was difference between that husband and him? Don't those husbands love their wives? Or this was just a tradition which they are following blindly. Why this simple thing he couldn't follow blindly? Why? Why? Each day it was becoming more enduring for him.

He didn't bring the word of second marriage in front of his Astha '. But he knew very well she wasn't unaware of that what his parent wanted. With passing days his Astha ' was changing drastically, her innocent smile, her melodies talk, her chirpy nature was fading. He could only see fear, insecurity in her eyes. She was going everyday temple in barefoot, her votive payer didn't work either. Why suddenly in her life child had become so important? If it was because of him, than he didn't want any child. In his room Shlok tried make her understand Astha , mera baath suno' slowly caressing her cheeks with thumb.

She didn't looked at him, and started take off her dress. Shlok stopped her from doing whenever he wanted to talk with her; she was doing the same thing. But not today she had to listen to him.

Astha pehle mera baath suno' she remove his hand and continued doing her work.

He stopped her mera taraf deko Astha ' he wanted to see those eyes, which reveal everything.

She didn't look at him and jerked his hand from her shoulder and continued with her task. Her silence was piercing him like needles plz ek baar mera taraf deko Astha , mujhse baath karo' she continued her work like a statue kiu sazza dey reh ho appne app ko, Astha ase mat karo, samjne ke kosis karo, mera taraf deko Astha , plz ek baar mera taraf deko Astha '

At last she threw her dress and sitting bare in front of him. Shlok couldn't take her cold behavior, he hugged her tightly Astha main tumse payar karta ho, sun raha na tum, main tumse bohot payar karta ho, Astha bohot, apne app se bhi jada Astha ' no response from her side

He left hug, took her face in his palm and make her to look in his eyes Astha main tumse payar karta hu, samje rahe ho na, main tumse payar karta hu'

At last she broke her silence agar app mujhse payar karte hain, to muhje payar kare' she was staring him without feelings; he couldn't see any reactions in her eyes no pain, no tears, no happiness, no love. Nothing!! Her soul was dead. He couldn't take anymore he hugged her tightly kya kar diya? kya kara diya Astha tume apne app ko? kya kar diya Astha ?' his tear didn't stop sabne milkar mar diya mera Astha ko. Maar diya sabne, sabne mar dala mera Astha ko' his tear soaked her cheeks but there was no single tear in her eyes.

Shlok craved for his previous Astha , her talk, her smile everything. Until she was here, he won't be successful to bring her back. Still he was hard trying break the shell which she had created in her life. Suddenly his parent was sending him outstation for two weeks regarding business, when she needed him most. This was first time he was going to stay away from her for long time and this will be last time he will listen to his parents. Yes!! He had decided his and his Astha's future though will toughest path for him. May be his parents will deprive him from everything; even people of the village will deprive them from village. But there wasn't any option than seeing his Astha' dying in front of his eyes. He will take her far away from this inferno life.

Astha packed all this necessary things, Shlok was staring at her didn't miss a single blink of her sight Astha kal tum kuch key rahe thi'

She didn't look at him and replied bas yase hi, kuch khas nahi'

He got up from bed went near him, hold her chin to make eye contact with him ab bolo' she tried to go, he hold her waist tightly jab tak nahi bologi may nahi jane dunga' kept his hand on her cheek, didn't break the eye contact.

He looked at lips were quivering, she was trying hard to say word, couldn't bring the word in her lips bolo Astha' he insisted. Her eyes was terrified, tear formed her eyes, today he want let teh tear to fall from her eyes.

"aah...apko" her voice quivered "mera matlab apko Maa baba ki... kiii ba...baath ...man lena chayiya" a tear slipped from eyes. She couldn't say any more.

"Bus" Shlok put the index finger on her lips "ab mera baath sunu, tum mera patni thi, panti ho, aur hamesha rehogi, tumarhe jagaya aur koi nahi leh sakta, koi bhi nahi. Main tumhar hu aur tum sirf aur sirf mera Astha ho, samji tum" kissed her forehead.

Apne toh mere khushiya ke liye sab kuch kia, par badle main appko kya di, kuch bhi toh nahi, apke zindgi main toh bus boj ban ker reh gaye. Ek ashi abagawan aurat ho ki jo khabhi Maa na ban saki aur nahi apko khabhi waris deh saka. (Tear falls) Sab sahi keyhte hain main kahbhi apki layek hi nahi tha. Phele devimayiya shikayat karti thi, ku un hone mujhe app layek kiu nahi banaya. Phir baad main soca wo jo bhi karte sabke balay ke liye karte hain, sayad un hone kuch soch key hi apki layak nahi banaya. Ab toh bas yehi partana karte hain iss janam na hi sahi, agle jamam mujhe app key layak hi banay. Humne jo Khushi iss janam meh nahi dey paya, sayed appki dusri ... (Tear falls)

She didn't complete the word wife' "Kiu Astha? Jo tum kahe bhi nahi sakti wo tumne soch bhi kese liya, ki main tumara jayga kisi aur ko dunga".

While going time once again he hugged her tightly, his heart was telling something was going to bad happen. Astha assured him that she will be fine but couldn't make his mind relaxed. Weeks was passing like an eternity without seeing her. He wanted finished all this work as soon as possible and he will take her away from that life. A place where only he and his Astha will live together. He wanted to send her letter but didn't, he will reach before the letter reach to her. He came to home one day before, he complete his work early and wanted to give surprise to her. He knew if she saw him, she will dance in happiness. As soon as he put the step in the house, he felt some warmth was missing. His heart was thudding more loudly. His parents welcomed him happily, but his eyes were searching for one person his Astha '. He went to his room, but she wasn't there. He asked his parents about her, they just avoid the question and changed the subject. Each passing time his fear was increasing. He looked around the full house she wasn't anywhere, his endurance has crossed his limit. This wasn't a joke Astha ' he called out loudly Astha bahar aao' he knew something was wrong not only wrong it was extremely wrong but his heart didn't want to accept it Astha bahar aao, bachpana chor ke bahar aao' there was no response.

His mother came out running asked him what happen main kabse se Astha ko bula rahe wo bahar nahi ah raha hain' she tried to ignore the subject. Shlok shouted at her mujhe koi aram-baram nahi karne hai' his body was shivering due to tension Astha bahar aao, issi waqt'

"wo nahi aa sakti hain" His father replied him

"kiu? Kiu nahi?" he shouted

"Wo ghar chorke chali gaye" a thunderbolt fell on Shlok, as if someone taken earth from his feet. His mind had turned numb. He couldn't think anything properly. He couldn't believe that she had left the house. No!! She couldn't leave like this. She will never leave him, never. Yes!! He will bring her again.

"kha ja rahe ho" his father stopped him from going.

"main Astha ko wapas lene ja raha ho"

"Wo apni marzi se chali gayi hai"

"Nahi, wo mujhe corke kahi nahi jayegi" he protested

His father hand him a letter "agar mujhe peh yakin, na ho iss kath par kar tho yakin kar sakto ho"

Shlok opened it, saw its Astha handwriting and start reading

Adarniya,

Hum apne marzi se iss ghar se ja rahe, hum chahte hey ki app dusri saadi karle ek kushal se zindigi basa ley. Apki kushal zindigi ke hamari subkamnaya apki saath hai.

Astha

Suddenly he started laughing loudly. His parents were watching at him in dilemma. At once he stopped his laughing and ripped the letter into pieces. "Yeh hastalekh [handwriting] Astha ki tara ho sakti hai, yaha ek ek shabad mera Astha kya nahi hain, yeh sab jut hain" left the house leaving them behind in astonishment. He was running with all might, he will bring back his Astha. Everything seemed forged. They lied to him, and send him far away from his Astha. He couldn't believe his own parent betrayed him. He knew Astha will never leave him, never. Than what they had done to his Astha. May be she begged, cried, pleaded but nobody hear her single plight. How someone could be so malicious to that innocent soul who always thought about others rather than herself? If ever wife thrown out of the husband house, sometime her own parents didn't accept her in their house again and outsider they will kill her with the badmouthing. If Astha's father didn't accept her than. Where she will go? What will happen to her? He couldn't let her happen anything. Everything was his fault. He shouldn't leave her alone. He was too late. But No!! He will make everything perfect; he will bring her again in his life.

After running 5/6 kms he reached the Astha's house. His breath got heavy and everything he was seeing blur. He started banging the door loudly almost breaking and started shouting "Astha" none open the door.

"Astha" he shouted again.

People gathered around the house of his shouting and banging. He didn't bother about the people he continued until somebody came told him Astha's father sold this house, and left this place. He didn't believe his word and looked at the doorknob with was hanging lock. He start asking each and every person whereabouts them. He got only rejection they don't know anything about them, Astha's father didn't informed anyone about his going and Astha's father didn't have any close family whom he will ask. Whichever road he was going everywhere he could only see dead-end. Why everyone was playing with him cruel game? Even God wasn't helping him. Two days he didn't move from the Astha's house without having anything.

After two days his parents bought him in the house, he didn't anger, protest or shout at them. When he entered his room, her every memory was repeating in his mind again. Everywhere he could see her, if he wanted to take cloth from cupboard, she would be giving him. If he was sitting on table, she would be serving him. He knew everything was hallucination; if he will touch his Astha' go away from him. He didn't dare to touch her. Both of them lay together in the bed. He didn't close his eyes and didn't want to miss her single moment. Slowly she hold his face, he closed his eyes with the warmth and raised his hand to take her hand. Suddenly he felt the warmth was missing he snapped open his eyes. He scanned his eyes whole room but no one was there.

"Asthaaa, Asthaaa, Asthaaa" he was shouting one word piercing everything.

Day by day it was becoming worse for him; everyday he will ask everyone about Astha and search different places, hours and hours he will be sitting near Astha 's house. Whenever he came to house, full house will be haunting him with her memories, her smell, her laugh, her talk. Sometime he will shout her name like a manic person.

His parents didn't either help him; they left him in this condition, they thought with the passing month he will change. Month!! Few months passed there wasn't any improvement in him, moreover his health was deteriorating. He didn't have any interest in business or appetite in food as Astha had left him his every physical desire also gone along with her. At last they took him to city for better treatment, as he was only child, they couldn't lose him.

During the medication they came to know the biggest truth, the person whom they were cursing, taunting, mocking in front of the whole world, she was thrown out of house because of infertility, the default wasn't with in her. It was in their son. His ignorant father didn't wanted accept the bitter truth, he falsify all the education and assumed a new way to earn money. But Shlok wasn't Illiterate like them to accept the truth.

Shlok came back home, his mother handed Astha's letter to him. Somewhere his mother was guilt with her behavior and as a mother she couldn't see her son's plight anymore.

Hum bhi kaun si bath se kha chala gaya. Khabhi khabhi hum bhi kuch bhi utla sida bolti hu, iske liya mafic hate hain. Agar humne apko khabhi koi baat nahi sune, Hamhe maaf kar dijiyega, agar aanjani main humse koi galti ho gai hain toh humhe maaf kar dijiyega.

Sayed yeh hamari Akri khat hain, iss kath ke baje se baba bhi paresan ho gaye hain, hum kiu apke pas kath likhte hain, jab app koi jawab bhi nahi dete. Par humne toh kabhi apke jawab pane ke liya kath likha hi nahi, aur nahi apse koi sikayat hain ki app kiu jawab nahi dete.

Her handwriting got blur, but still he could read.

Kay karo inn asu ka jab bhi hum appki pas kath likthe hain, tab hi girta hain. Hum kintne rokne ki kosis karte hain na gire, phir bhi. Ek yesa waqt tha, apke samne ek asu girne se phele hozar baar socta tha, ab to yeh rukne ka naam hi nahi leta.

Ma babuji ka kayal rakeyaga, humhe unse koi sikayat nahi hain. Wo bahre hain, humse jada duniya deki hain, humare bare main bala bura wo humse jada samjte hain. Aur app bhi apne saeyat ka kayal rakhiyaga, pura duiya kayal rakne bulte nahi hain, lekin apne bare main hamesha bul jata hain.

Tum thi nah mera kayal rakhne ke liye' he mumbled the words

Ek aur akri baath, jab app sath the yeh baath khabhi kaehni ke jarurat hi nahi parah, app toh meri har unkahi bathe meri akho mey dekhe ke par lete the. Phir bhi yeh baat key rahe hain. Hum apse payar karte the, payar karte hain aur agle 7 jaman tak payar karte rahenge aur uske baad bhi.

Sirf apki,

Astha .

Shlok hugged the letter tightly and tear didn't stop falling from his eye. He wanted to ask God than why? Why? If he had bonded them till eternity, then why he separate them from each other? Everything was perfect with his Astha . Teasing, caring, kissing, loving, snuggling each other arm in warmth of love. There was love only love. Why they are so far from each other?'

He looked at the letter again and with determination he walked out of the room. Already He had been late. But not too late he will bring her again in his life. She will be again with him. But before that he had quires which he want the answers first. These answers will be given by his parents. They all knew her whereabouts but they hid everything and he was searching her everywhere like a wild person. They had to give all the answers for injustices they had done with them.

His first raised the question to his mother. If she handed him her letter than where was other letter, because this wasn't her first letter. She answered him that it was his father command to burn all the letters, she didn't with it every letter she got but last one she got a week before but this time her heart didn't allow to do it.

"Ha humhe kaha tha sab khat jala dene key liye, taki yeh kath tumarhe tak nahi pache' his father agreed "aur hamne hi majboor ki tha unlogo ko iss gow se chale jane ke liye, taki tum unlogo se khabhi mil na sako"

Shlok turned to him "kiu? Kya bigra tha apko Astha ney, woh apko apni baba ki tara mante thi na"

"kya bigra hai?' he shouted "yeh tum puch rahe ho, humse humare betha cinliya, jo khabhi humre baath ko sar aankho par rakta tha, ho humse bagwat karne laga, jo khabhi ek jut tak nahi bolo, wo humse vishvas ghat karne laga, humre pit piche uski baba ko madad karte raha, aur ek pota hi tho manga tha wo bhi nahi dey pay, sare dosh uska hain"

"Dosh usme nahi tha" Shlok shouted "dosh mujhe tha, app mane yeh na mane, yeh karwi sach hain, jo khabhi nahi badle ga, aur yeh sach main man chukka hu, apki ley bhi accha hoga aphi man ley iss sach ko" he turned to go.

"tum yeh ghar chor ke nahi ja sakte" his father stopped him "humare samaj main jo aukat hain, humare Maan samman ko tum tukha-rakey nahi ja sakte ho"

"aaj hamey koi bhi nahi rok sakte hain Astha se milne, yeha tak bagwaan bhi nahi rok sakte hain, aur kis maan samman ki bare mey baath kar rahe hain, jo beta ko dalal ko tara bejtha hiu saram nahi ata, iss se acha toh begari hain jo, jo apne jarurat ke liya beig manta hain. Aur samaj, kis samaj key bare main baath kar rahe hain, jah paisa ho woha log bag jate hain, isske baap ke pas paisa, to humare betha ka iss se shadi karayenge, agar paisa na lakdi ko dak-key mar key gahr se bahar nikal deta hain, ek zilat ke zindingi ko bitne parte hain or zilat ke zindigi betana se accha hain key sab fasi lag ke khud khushi kar ley. Jaha ek ladka ki kawish main hazarro musum ke zindigi ko bali chara dey, jaha insaan ke vesh main harwaan yeh. Iss app samaj kehte hain. Tho mujhe nahi rahne hain asi kokle samaj main, ja insanitat naam koi cheez hi nahi hain"

His father was going to say "beh..."

He cut him "bus, behta yeh rokne ka haq uss din kho chuke hain, jis din apne mera Astha ghar se nikal diya hain, app log ne jo mera Astha key sath kiya, main uske ley khabhi nahi maaf karunga, sayed Astha kar sakti hain par main khabhi nahi" he left the house.

Ultimately, Shlok reached to his destination. His heartbeat was again thudding loudly, after so many months. Astha 's father opened the door; he didn't say anything or welcomed him just escorted to Astha 's room, and left him outside the door.

"Ab humare intezzar katam ho gaya hain" he smiled and opened the door.

His body was heaving with each step, as if something was pulling downwards. He skipped a heartbeat when he saw laying figure his Astha '. Her lips curved into smile when she saw him. She slowly closed her eyelids. No!! No!! No!! No!! With the thud he fell on his knee "Astha " he carried her body in his arm "Astha , Astha " he patted her cheek "Astha aankhon kolo, aankhen kola, dekho mujhe, main aya hu, tumare pas, tumara Shlok, Astha aankon kola" he shook her again there was no response "Astha apne aakno kolo, ab tum mujhe darah rahe ho" he took her palm and start rubbing "Astha aakeno kolo, tum na mera har baath mante ho, tho aankho kolo Astha " he hugged her tightly "Astha , mera baath kiu nahi sun rahe ho, tum na khati hain pati key baath na sunne se paap charte hain, to ab mera baath kiu nahi sun rahe ro" he shook her again and tear start falling "Astha , Astha , plz plz plz ek bar aakno kolo, plz Astha , mujhe dekho ek bar Astha " he hugged her cold body "Astha sunn rahe ho, yeh dadkhan sirf tumare liye dadkha raha hai, ASTHAAA, ASTHAAA, ASTHAAA" there was not one single movement. He sat there for hours holding her like this. Now he was waiting. And he also closed his eyes.

*****

The moment Shlok opened his eyes, brightness hit him. Soon he raised his hand to protect from the rays and gradually light adjusted to his orbs. He looked around the place. Only Pure, serenity, peace, tranquility there was nothing called debauchery, forged, hate. He started following the white cloud. Few seconds he stopped looking at the figure, she was cladded in the bridal dress.

Astha' he meekly whispered

Astha turned to voice, she was looking same 16 years old bride, when he first time saw her on their marriage day. She ran and hugged him firmly but he didn't hug her back. A tear slipped and fall on Astha 's cheek, she looked at the source of tear. She brought her palm to his face.

kiu Astha ? kiu mujhe chorke chle aye?' his voice was full of pain and hurt.

Yeh dard, yeh akela pan, tanhai humse aur bardast nahi ho raha' a tear followed her eye.

kiu Astha ? kiu tumne mera intazaar kiu nahi kari?'

Hum to yaha apke intezaar kar rahe the' she replied

kiu karte ho mujhse inta pyaar?'

She kept her hand above his heart yeh apse dil se puchiye, kiu karte hain app humse inta payar jo sab kuch chor key hamare pas chale yahe' she again hugged him but this time Shlok also reciprocate her hug, as if he got life his life back. He broke the hug and kissed her forehead with tender.

Astha took his hand and intertwined her fingers with him and start walking without breaking the eye contact with him. As they were proceeding with each step the gradually the big golden started open for them till eternity.

Meanwhile Astha was going to step inside the door, Shlok stopped her. She stared at him perplexed and asked with the eyes what happen. He just smiled "abhi tak humare intezaar katam nahi hua hain". She didn't get the meaning of his word, before she could ask him he hugged her.

*****

A new ray hit from the window. Astha was getting up from bed and sudden pull she hit the bed again. app jag rahe ho' she widened her eyes at her husband iss payal ki bajese'.

sochna bhi maat usse untara key bare main' Shlok gripped her tightly and nuzzle his nose at her neck.

app...app' she shivered at his touch.

"humm" he continued with his work and slipped his hand to her bare waist, making patterns which was created because of saree "Shlok".

"hu...hum nahi key sakte"

"toh tik hain" he started to remove her pallu and she clutched tightly "agar tum kehn nahi sakte, toh mujhe rok bhi nahi sakte ho"

Astha looked at his determined husband and start murmuring "sh...sho"

He started close the distant between her lips, suddenly Astha felt someone was gaping their private moment with big eyes and pushed him all might "Chi!!! Chi!! Chi!! Amaan ke samne, chi!! Chi!!" and took the 2 years boys in her arm and walked out from the bed.

"Astha ttt" He whined out like a kid "wo srif ek 2 sal ka bacha hain" and get up from bed.

"toh kya hua, aanken nahi hote kya 2 sal ki bacha ka, kya sikega yeh sab dehke" she continued with her blabbering

"Chup" He stopped her blabbering with index finger and slowly kissed her forehead and same to amaan also. "kuch nahi sikega, bus yehi sekhgi ka mama, papa ek dusre se kitne payar karte hain' caress her cheek with thumb kya tum kush ho'

She knew what he wanted to say "mera kawish thi maa bane ki liye, woh bhi apne pura kar diya" and hugged him "sayed amaan humara kok se janam nahi liya, par mera liye yeh apke payar ki insahni hain'

They adopted Amaan, his mother was widow and during his labor she took her last breath.

Shlok bid them bye to leave the house but Astha's voice stopped him app woha jah rahe ho, kiu? Jab koi apki baath sun tha hi nahi'

He smiled at her comment and come closed to her kiu ki jo humare saath hua ho, main nahi chata ho ki, koi aur bhi iska sikar ho, aaj nahi toh kal kisi ko na kisi ko aawaj utana hoga. Toh surwat main kar raha ho, koi na koi asa toh hoga jo iss dahez aur iss ladke-ladki bhed-bhav se kilaf ho, phele main darta tha aur iss dar ki baje se lagabhag tumhe ko hi deh chuka tha, lekin ab tum mera saath ho, tumahar pyaar mera saath hain, bas mera yese hi saath dete rahna hamesa'

She grinned humaesa hum appke sath hain, aur agle sau janam tak appke sath nahi chorne wali hu' he kissed her and left the house.

Their waiting didn't finish yet. Still they are waiting for that day when this dowry and discrimination of boy and girl will eradicated from the society.

~~~END~~~

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After that His parents have arranged a big celebration in the house. He was busy in talking to someone, when the man left, and he turned. He had frozen over there as if thunderbolt fell on him. He hardly uttered a word "As...Astha " her tear was continuously falling.

And what you did for my father i am thankful to you, if I was in your place, may I couldn't have done

When he knows very well that her father doesn't have the ability to fulfill their demand. But still as a father he didn't let his hope down, he was knocking every door for help, but nobody was ready help him. If her father didn't fulfill their demand and his image will taunted in front of whole society and along his Astha ' will suffer. How can Shlok put her father in trouble? and 'his Astha ' so he asked one of his friend to help him, and later on he will repay all the debts keeping it concealed from his family but unfortunately that day Astha came to know.

I am deeply indebted to you, in my life time I can't also repay to you. And you never give me chance to you repay, even any of your responsibility. As a wife my duty was to serve you, instead you took care of me. Oh!! huh!! I forget to say you, thanks for anklet. Now don't ask me which anklet I am talking about, I know that anklet was given by you and I liked it very much.

A smile crept on his lips, after reading the line. Even now she didn't forget anything.

Even now also I never remove it from my leg. And making my life colorful. If I say million time thanks, it will be only less. The time I spent with you, every single day, every single minute, every single moment are very precious to me. Till my last breath I will keep these memories within my heart.

Payal!! Every morning the tingling sound of the payal used to break his sleep. This tingling sound wasn't loud, but the rhythm it created with her steps more than musical melody. He never used to forget admire the most beautiful scene his wife' his Astha '. One day his sleep didn't broke with payal sound, he look around whole room, Astha wasn't there. But the payal was beside the bedside table why did she take off?' He knew it was her one of favorite jewelry and he also know very well why she removed. At night he made her wear the payal without waking her up. Next day Shlok wake up from saw her confused expression looking at the payal. He understood what she was thinking that how this payal came to her leg and innocently asked "what are you thinking?"

She jerked from her thought "haan, you wake up so early, because of this payal na?" and she start removing payal from her leg.

"What are you doing?" before he could ask her.

She have already removed the payal "mother is calling?" leave the room soon.

Shlok said irritated taking the payal in hand This girl'. Few days he did like this at night without informing her, but she was Astha his Astha ' everyday she will do that. "uff! Where did she hide it?" Almost annoyed he rummaged full room but couldn't find the payal anywhere.

Astha suddenly appeared in front him "Do you need any help?"

"Yes! No, no! Nothing" he blabbered

She smiled "tell me, I will help you"

He got irritated "nothing" now he was full sure from her smile she had hidden somewhere but where. If she is his wife, than he is also her husband'. Next day when he woke up, he saw smile was playing on her lips caressing the new payal with admiration. Shlok made comfortable to sit and when she saw him wake, she jumped and hugged him almost making him falling form bed. He balanced himself and Astha from falling. This was really unexpected from Astha side. He held her more securely. When realization hit her, she immediately backed away in shy. "woh, who" she stammered

He raised one eye brow "What?"

"Thanks for payal"

"Why?"

She pointed to payal "you gave it, that's why?"

"I didn't give you any payal" he was in teasing mood "this was already in your leg"

"No, this new one, I know you gave it"

"You might have some misunderstanding, I didn't give any, it's your payal only"

Astha got irritated with his teasing this is not my payal, that one I hid it' she blabbered the truth and clutched her mouth tightly. She widened her eyes, as she was caught in red handed.

"What did you say?" Shlok raised his one eyebrow

She ran out of the bed to avoid further questions

"Ouch!!" her ankle sprained.

"Astha " Shlok shouted and ran to help her, made her sit and bring the balm for her. Touch her feet to put the balm, she immediately jerked her leg "don't touch my feet, I will do my own"

"Astha , just putting balm, and today I am not doing first time, before also I did" he said softly, took her leg and she again jerked away

"No, no, plz don't touch my foot, it is sin, if I had known before, I wouldn't have never let you touch my foot" Shlok almost irritated with her behavior

"Astha , today what rubbish you are talking about, that day you was having pain, so I massaged you, where this sin come from, and from which book says, that if I touch the foot you will become sinner, and when you touch my foot than I also become equal sinner"

She tried to protest "no, no that is different than that, I heard that day, wife should let her husband to touch her foot, and shouldn't make him to do any work, wife should serve him" she was twittering like a parrot, someone had put this words in her small brain because this wasn't her words. She was much more educated than other village women. But still few think he couldn't change superstitious thoughts of village people. According to place and culture you had to mold yourself in that, otherwise it becomes hard to breath.

Shlok said sarcastically "and, didn't they say to you that you should listen every word of your husband"

She innocently replied "yes, this one also I heard"

"Then why don't you listen to me?"

"Huh!" Astha 's jaw fell "which one I didn't listen, I listen your every word"

"That day I said to take my name, than why didn't you say my name?"

She pouted her lips "how can I say husband's name?"

"You never listen to me, than why should I listen to yours" start applying the balm.

"No, no..."

Shlok thought could of darkness have gone form their life but he was wrong it was preparing a devastating storm. He didn't know that one misery hadn't finished yet form their life and other misery was standing on their way. Now his parents asking for their heir, an heir who will preserve their future ancestral name and wealth. When they asked dowry from Astha 's father, Shlok fulfilled their wish. If it was in his hand, for sure he would give the heir in their hand. But this time fate wasn't his side.

One thing he knew very well he was her strength. Until he was standing with her, she will face all the cruelty. Every day taunting, cursing was her usual. In front him they never say a word but behind him they won't leave a single chance. Even the outside neighbors start taunting, mocking of her womanhood. He could shut outside world's mouth, what if your own also became against. 19 years he had lived with them in one day he had become stranger to his parents, he never care about their parents, their name, their status only he think of his wife . He couldn't make sense to his parents both are equal for him, his parents as well as his wife. They didn't care about his word if Astha couldn't give heir, then he had to opt for second marriage. Second marriage!! He couldn't imagine his life without his Astha ' and second marriage was an absolutely preposterous. Wasn't this things should be easier for him? He was born in this family, grown up in this society then why everything he was contradicting? Even his own mother had suffered two miscarriages because of this heir. Everyone was doing the same thing. If wife couldn't give their heir, his own husband threw her out of his life and go for second marriage. Than what was difference between that husband and him? Don't those husbands love their wives? Or this was just a tradition which they are following blindly. Why this simple thing he couldn't follow blindly? Why? Why? Each day it was becoming more enduring for him.

He didn't bring the word of second marriage in front of his Astha '. But he knew very well she wasn't unaware of that what his parent wanted. With passing days his Astha ' was changing drastically, her innocent smile, her melodies talk, her chirpy nature was fading. He could only see fear, insecurity in her eyes. She was going everyday temple in barefoot, her votive payer didn't work either. Why suddenly in her life child had become so important? If it was because of him, than he didn't want any child. In his room Shlok tried make her understand "Astha , listen to me" slowly caressing her cheeks with thumb.

She didn't looked at him, and started take off her dress. Shlok stopped her from doing whenever he wanted to talk with her; she was doing the same thing. But not today she had to listen to him.

"Astha first listen to me" she remove his hand and continued doing her work.

He stopped her "look at me, Astha " he wanted to see those eyes, which reveal everything.

She didn't look at him and jerked his hand from her shoulder and continued with her task. Her silence was piercing him like needles "please look at me once Astha , talk to me" she continued her work like a statue "why are you punishing yourself, please don't do this Astha , try to understand, look at me Astha , please look at me"

At last she threw her dress and sitting bare in front of him. Shlok couldn't take her cold behavior, he hugged her tightly "Astha I love you, are you hearing me, I love you more than anything, a lot, even more than me" no response from her side

He left hug, took her face in his palm and make her to look in his eyes "Astha I am talking with you, I only love you, are you getting it, I love you"

At last she broke her silence "if you love me, than make love to me" she was staring him without feelings; he couldn't see any reactions in her eyes no pain, no tears, no happiness, no love. Nothing!! Her soul was dead. He couldn't take anymore he hugged her tightly "What you did? What you did to yourself Astha ? What you did?" his tear didn't stop "Everyone killed my Astha , everyone killed her, everyone killed my Astha " his tear soaked her cheeks but there was no single tear in her eyes.

Shlok craved for his previous Astha , her talk, her smile everything. Until she was here, he won't be successful to bring her back. Still he was hard trying break the shell which she had created in her life. Suddenly his parent was sending him outstation for two weeks regarding business, when she needed him most. This was first time he was going to stay away from her for long time and this will be last time he will listen to his parents. Yes!! He had decided his and his Astha 's future though will toughest path for him. May be his parents will deprive him from everything; even people of the village will deprive them from village. But there wasn't any option than seeing his Astha ' dying in front of his eyes. He will take her far away from this inferno life.

Astha packed all this necessary things, Shlok was staring at her didn't miss a single blink of her sight "Astha yesterday you was say something"

She didn't look at him and replied "simply, nothing important"

He got up from bed went near him, hold her chin to make eye contact with him "now say" she tried to go, he hold her waist tightly "I won't let you go, until you don't say it" kept his hand on her cheek, didn't break the eye contact.

He looked at lips were quivering, she was trying hard to say word, couldn't bring the word in her lips "say it Astha " he insisted. Her eyes was terrified, tear formed her eyes, today he want let the tear to fall from her eyes.

"Yoo...you" her voice quivered "I mean, you should lis...listen to your Mother father" a tear slipped from eyes. She couldn't say any more.

"Enough" Shlok put the index finger on her lips "Now listen to me, you were my wife, still you are and you will always remain my wife only. No one can take your place, No one. As I am yours and you are only and only mine. Did you get it." kissed her forehead.

For my happiness you have done everything. But what did I give you in return. Nothing! Only I have become burden on your life. I am such misfortune woman, who could never become mother nor could give you any heir. (Tear falls) Everyone was right, that I was never perfect for you. First I used complain to devimayiya, that why didn't she made me perfect for you. Later on I thought whatever she does, everything does for better only. Maybe there was something good in it that she didn't make me perfect for you. And now I only pray she didn't make me perfect in this birth, but in next brith she makes me perfect for you. What I couldn't you in this birth, maybe your second ...(Tear falls)

She didn't complete the word "wife" "Why Astha ? The word you couldn't bring on your life, how could you think like that, I will your place to someone else"

While going time once again he hugged her tightly, his heart was telling something was going to bad happen. Astha assured him that she will be fine but couldn't make his mind relaxed. Weeks was passing like an eternity without seeing her. He wanted finished all this work as soon as possible and he will take her away from that life. A place where only he and his Astha will live together. He wanted to send her letter but didn't, he will reach before the letter reach to her. He came to home one day before, he complete his work early and wanted to give surprise to her. He knew if she saw him, she will dance in happiness. As soon as he put the step in the house, he felt some warmth was missing. His heart was thudding more loudly. His parents welcomed him happily, but his eyes were searching for one person his Astha '. He went to his room, but she wasn't there. He asked his parents about her, they just avoid the question and changed the subject. Each passing time his fear was increasing. He looked around the full house she wasn't anywhere, his endurance has crossed his limit. This wasn't a joke "Astha " he called out loudly "Astha come out" he knew something was wrong not only wrong it was extremely wrong but his heart didn't want to accept it "Astha come out, stop this game and come out" there was no response.

His mother came out running asked him what happen "from when I am calling Astha , she is not coming out" she tried to ignore the subject. Shlok shouted at her "i don't need any rest" his body was shivering due to tension Astha come out, Now!"

"She can't come" His father replied him

"Why? Why not?" he shouted

"She left the house" a thunderbolt fell on Shlok, as if someone taken earth from his feet. His mind had turned numb. He couldn't think anything properly. He couldn't believe that she had left the house. No!! She couldn't leave like this. She will never leave him, never. Yes!! He will bring her again.

"Where are you going" his father stopped him from going.

"I am going to bring my Astha back"

"She left the house, at her own wish"

"No! She can never leave me" he protested

His father hand him a letter "If you don't believe, than read this letter, you might believe"

Shlok opened it, saw its Astha handwriting and start reading

Dear

I am leaving the house, with my own accord. I want you get married and live happily. my heartiest greetings are with you for happy married life.

Astha

Suddenly he started laughing loudly. His parents were watching at him in dilemma. At once he stopped his laughing and ripped the letter into pieces. "this handwriting could be Astha 's but each and every single word are not her, this are all lie" left the house leaving them behind in astonishment. He was running with all might, he will bring back his Astha . Everything seemed forged. They lied to him, and send him far away from his Astha . He couldn't believe his own parent betrayed him. He knew Astha will never leave him, never. Than what they had done to his Astha . May be she begged, cried, pleaded but nobody hear her single plight. How someone could be so malicious to that innocent soul who always thought about others rather than herself? If ever wife thrown out of the husband house, sometime her own parents didn't accept her in their house again and outsider they will kill her with the badmouthing. If Astha 's father didn't accept her than. Where she will go? What will happen to her? He couldn't let her happen anything. Everything was his fault. He shouldn't leave her alone. He was too late. But No!! He will make everything perfect; he will bring her again in his life.

After running 5/6 kms he reached the Astha 's house. His breath got heavy and everything he was seeing blur. He started banging the door loudly almost breaking and started shouting "Astha " none open the door.

"Astha " he shouted again.

People gathered around the house of his shouting and banging. He didn't bother about the people he continued until somebody came told him Astha 's father sold this house, and left this place. He didn't believe his word and looked at the doorknob with was hanging lock. He start asking each and every person whereabouts them. He got only rejection they don't know anything about them, Astha 's father didn't informed anyone about his going and Astha 's father didn't have any close family whom he will ask. Whichever road he was going everywhere he could only see dead-end. Why everyone was playing with him cruel game? Even God wasn't helping him. Two days he didn't move from the Astha 's house without having anything.

After two days his parents bought him in the house, he didn't anger, protest or shout at them. When he entered his room, her every memory was repeating in his mind again. Everywhere he could see her, if he wanted to take cloth from cupboard, she would be giving him. If he was sitting on table, she would be serving him. He knew everything was hallucination; if he will touch his Astha ' go away from him. He didn't dare to touch her. Both of them lay together in the bed. He didn't close his eyes and didn't want to miss her single moment. Slowly she hold his face, he closed his eyes with the warmth and raised his hand to take her hand. Suddenly he felt the warmth was missing he snapped open his eyes. He scanned his eyes whole room but no one was there.

"ASTHA TTT, ASTHA TTT, ASTHA TTT" he was shouting one word piercing everything.

Day by day it was becoming worse for him; everyday he will ask everyone about Astha and search different places, hours and hours he will be sitting near Astha 's house. Whenever he came to house, full house will be haunting him with her memories, her smell, her laugh, her talk. Sometime he will shout her name like a manic person.

His parents didn't either help him; they left him in this condition, they thought with the passing month he will change. Month!! Few months passed there wasn't any improvement in him, moreover his health was deteriorating. He didn't have any interest in business or appetite in food as Astha had left him his every physical desire also gone along with her. At last they took him to city for better treatment, as he was only child, they couldn't lose him.

During the medication they came to know the biggest truth, the person whom they were cursing, taunting, mocking in front of the whole world, she was thrown out of house because of infertility, the default wasn't with in her. It was in their son. His ignorant father didn't wanted accept the bitter truth, he falsify all the education and assumed a new way to earn money. But Shlok wasn't Illiterate like them to accept the truth.

Shlok came back home, his mother handed Astha 's letter to him. Somewhere his mother was guilt with her behavior and as a mother she couldn't see her son's plight anymore.

From where to where I have dragged the words, I am na, also. Something I don't what I am saying. For this I am sorry. If ever I had never listen to your words or unknowingly I had make mistake then please for forgive.

May be this will be my last letter will be my last letter, and even baba have annoyed with this, why I am writing letter to you, when you never give the answer. But I never demanded for you answer, or neither had I complained why you never answer.

Her handwriting got blur, but still he could read.

Ma babuji ka kayal rakeyaga, humhe unse koi sikayat nahi hain. Wo bahre hain, humse jada duniya deki hain, humare bare main bala bura wo humse jada samjte hain. Aur app bhi apne saeyat ka kayal rakhiyaga, pura duiya kayal rakne bulte nahi hain, lekin apne bare main hamesha bul jata hain.

What should I do to these tears? Whenever I started to write the letter to you, then only it falls. How much I tried to stop these tears but never stop. Once there was time, before tear falls in front of you, it used to think thousands of times. And now it never stops.

Take care of Ma babauji. I don't have any complain against them. They are elders and had seen the worlds more than us. What is good or not they knew better than us. And you also take care of yourself, never forget to take care of others, but always forget about your health.

"You were there na, to look after me" he mumbled the words

Just one last word, when I was with you these words was never required. Because you always understand my unsaid words. But still I want to say it. I loved you, still I do, and I will you next seven birth and till then.

Only yours

Astha .

Shlok hugged the letter tightly and tear didn't stop falling from his eye. He wanted to ask God than why? Why? If he had bonded them till eternity, then why he separate them from each other? Everything was perfect with his Astha . Teasing, caring, kissing, loving, snuggling each other arm in warmth of love. There was love only love. Then why? Why they are so far from each other?'

He looked at the letter again and with determination he walked out of the room. Already He had been late. But not too late he will bring her again in his life. She will be again with him. But before that he had quires which he want the answers first. These answers will be given by his parents. They all knew her whereabouts but they hid everything and he was searching her everywhere like a wild person. They had to give all the answers for injustices they had done with them.

His first raised the question to his mother. If she handed him her letter than where was other letter, because this wasn't her first letter. She answered him that it was his father command to burn all the letters, she didn't with it every letter she got but last one she got a week before but this time her heart didn't allow to do it.

"Yes! I have said her to burn all the letters, that he never reaches to you" father agreed "and I have forced them to leave this village, so that you never meet with them"

Shlok turned to him "Why? What harm she did to you? She always obeyed you like her father"

"You are asking this?" he shouted "What harm she did? She snatched my son from me, who always obeyed my order without questioning, and he started to rebellion against me. Who never said a lie in life, he started to betray against me. Behind me you helped his father. And we asked an heir that also she couldn't give, everything was her fault"

"Fault wasn't within her" Shlok shouted "it was in me, if you believe it or not but this is bitter truth. It will never change. And I have accepted this truth, for your good, you also accept the truth" he turned to go.

"You can't leave this house" his father stopped him "In the society I have some positions, I have respect, you can't not dishonor my respect like this"

"Today no one can stop me; even God also can't stop to meet my Astha from me. And what respect you are talking about, who don't have shame to sell their son like a dealer. The beggars are thousand times better than you, if he begs, he begs only for his need. And what society you talking about, where everything valued with money, where everyone runs behind money, and whose father had money our son will be married to that house. If father failed to give money, than girls are thrown out of the house, they had to lead a terrible life, or otherwise better than leading this life, hug the death. Just for sake of heir thousands of innocent are being killed. Demons are living in the form of human. If you call this society, than I don't want to live in this society. Where you can't find anything called humanity?"

His father was going to say "Sa..."

He cut him "Enough, you have lost the right to say son or stop me that day only when you throw out my Astha from this house. I will never forgive what you did to us. Astha might forgive you but I will never" he left the house.

Ultimately, Shlok reached to his destination. His heartbeat was again thudding loudly, after so many months. Astha 's father opened the door; he didn't say anything or welcomed him just escorted to Astha 's room, and left him outside the door.

"Our waiting ends" he smiled and opened the door.

His body was heaving with each step, as if something was pulling downwards. He skipped a heartbeat when he saw laying figure his Astha '. Her lips curved into smile when she saw him. She slowly closed her eyelids. No!! No!! No!! No!! With the thud he fell on his knee "Astha " he carried her body in his arm "Astha , Astha " he patted her cheek "Astha open your eyes, open your eyes damn it!! Look at me. See your Shlok return to you, Astha open your eyes damn it!!" he shook her again there was no response "Astha open your eyes, now you are scaring me" he took her palm and start rubbing "Astha open it, you always listen to me na, than open it damn it!!" he hugged her tightly "Astha , why you are not hearing me, Your always use to say if you don't listen to your husband you will become sinner. Then why you are not hearing me" he shook her again and tear start falling "Astha , Astha , plz plz plz for once open your eyes, plz Astha , look at me Astha " he hugged her cold body "Astha are you hearing this heartbeat, this is only beating for you, ASTHA TTT, ASTHA TTT, ASTHA TTT" there was not one single movement. He sat there for hours holding her like this. Now he was waiting. And he also closed his eyes.

*****

The moment Shlok opened his eyes, brightness hit him. Soon he raised his hand to protect from the rays and gradually light adjusted to his orbs. He looked around the place. Only Pure, serenity, peace, tranquility there was nothing called debauchery, forged, hate. He started following the white cloud. Few seconds he stopped looking at the figure, she was cladded in the bridal dress.

Astha ' he meekly whispered

Astha turned to voice, she was looking same 16 years old bride, when he first time saw her on their marriage day. She ran and hugged him firmly but he didn't hug her back. A tear slipped and fall on Astha 's cheek, she looked at the source of tear. She brought her palm to his face.

"Why Astha ? Why did you left me?" his voice was full of pain and hurt.

"This pain, this loneliness, isolation had become unbearable for me" a tear followed her eye.

"Why Astha ? Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Here, I was waiting for you?" she replied

"Why you love me so much?"

She kept her hand above his heart "Ask your heart, why you love me so much, that you leave everything and come to me." she again hugged him but this time Shlok also reciprocate her hug, as if he got life his life back. He broke the hug and kissed her forehead with tender.

Astha took his hand and intertwined her fingers with him and start walking without breaking the eye contact with him. As they were proceeding with each step the gradually the big golden started open for them till eternity.

Meanwhile Astha was going to step inside the door, Shlok stopped her. She stared at him perplexed and asked with the eyes what happen. He just smiled "still our waiting didn't finish" She didn't get the meaning of his word, before she could ask him he hugged her.

*****

A new ray hit from the window. Astha was getting up from bed and sudden pull she hit the bed again. "You are awake?" she widened her eyes at her husband "Because of this payal".

"Don't you dare to think of remove" Shlok gripped her tightly and nuzzle his nose at her neck.

app...app' she shivered at his touch.

"humm" he continued with his work and slipped his hand to her bare waist, making patterns which was created because of saree "Shlok".

"I...I can't say"

"Ok fine" he started to remove her pallu and she clutched tightly "If you can't say my name then then you can't even stop me"

Astha looked at his determined husband and start murmuring "sh...sho"

He started close the distant between her lips, suddenly Astha felt someone was gaping their private moment with big eyes and pushed him all might "Chi!!! Chi!! Chi!! In front of Amaan, chi!! Chi!!" and took the 2 years boys in her arm and walked out from the bed.

"Astha ttt" He whined out like a kid "He is just 2 years boy" and get up from bed.

"So what, don't 2 years boy have eyes, what he will learn" she continued with her blabbering

"Chup" He stopped her blabbering with index finger and slowly kissed her forehead and same to amaan also. "He won't learn anything, only he will learn his mother father loves each other so much." caress her cheek with thumb "Are you happy?"

She knew what he wanted to say "I had a wish to become mother, but you fulfill that wish" and hugged him "Maybe I didn't give birth, but for me Amaan will be your love symbol"

They adopted Amaan, her mother was widow and during her labor she took her last breath.

Shlok bid them bye to leave the house but Astha 's voice stopped him "Why you are going there? When nobody listen to you?"

He smiled at her comment and come closed to her "What happened with us, I don't want anyone to suffer like this. Anyway today or tomorrow anyone have to voice out. So why don't I start first, and someone will against of this dowry and gender discrimination. At first I was afraid, and because of this I almost lost you. But now you are with me, your love is with me. And always keep supporting me like this"

She grinned "I will always with you, and till 100 births I am not going to leave you" he kissed her and left the house.

Their waiting didn't finish yet. Still they are waiting for that day when this dowry and gender discrimination will eradicated from the society.

~~~END~~~

Edited by fatima_FM - 11 years ago
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Astha's fainting part she didn't die or faint it is between called near death experience. Few are lucky to beat the death😳


Dearies please this was end of the story, so this is humble request please, please comment. And silent readers at least press the like button. Guys any questions fell free ask, don't thing that if you ask any question I will feel bad.

@Chocolate_barun

"my dadi(my grandmom's frnd) suffered also like after two miscarriages my uncle was born

People can be so cruel na just coz they want a boy and loads of fulfill their greeds"

Thanks for sharing this story to me, and allowed me to write that miscarriage part. Though I have in written in my own words, but the credit is fully her. And don't forget to Pm whole story of your grandmother friend, I really wanted to know the rest of story.

@_SnowFlakes_
"they threw her out coz she was nt able to give them heir bt hw did they knw that prblm was in her only .."

Hope so, I have given your answer in the update. Actually I saw 1 movie may 9/10 years back I don't remember the movie name. They have potrayed on this issue only; in the movie the man married 4th time because of this heir only, then at the end he came to know that the problem was with in him then he regret for destroying 4 lives.

@pt311288
"the way u depicted Astha is very nice i mean during 60's women condition was like this only.
But the way u portrayed Shlok is very unfair
men of 60's were orthodox and dominating type Shlok didn't possess any of this quality. and Shlok is pondered as a man who truly loves his wife then why u made him so coward that he can't take stand for his wife i mean making Shlok so fragile just like Astha its nt justified
i love ur wrk but feeble Shlok nt seems gud."

Yep I really agree with you dear 60's men were orthodox and dominating type, if I would have make Shlok character one of them, then dear my story would finished in part 2, where Astha took last breath. Beacause if Shlok possess any of these characters, then he would have directly told Astha to bring dowry from her house, and when he didn't get heir he would have opt for second marriage. And I don't believe in that time everyone was orthodox, even few people was against these thing, but they couldn't voice out. All are not alike. Sometime you might see father is drunkard, doesn't do work, but son are totally opposite who is hardworking taking family's responsibility and vice versa. This Sati' [A widow immolates herself on the funeral pyre of her husband] dowry' discrimination between boy and girl' all this torture had gone through only by woman. So only women raised their voice. No dear even man has a great role in the demolishing this beliefs. If man haven't support them than all this thing would have been practice everywhere. Hope so I have cleared your doubts and at the end of story may be I have justified with Shlok's behavior.

@6n6s6k6i6r6a6n6

"he asked his father-in-law for fulfilling his parents demands...how can he...if he can't do any good then why he has to do bad...if he is so concerned being sold into dowry then how can he support this system...if he protest then is it that his parents will kill him...no...person needs courage to protest wrong...instead he start supporting...

then from that dowry money his parents spending on enjoying...and he is taking part in that celebrations...that time may be boys can't go against their parents but here we are talking about Shlok...if he can't protest against wrongs then he is absolutely wrong...the person who can't protect his wife he is wrong whatever the reason..."

I absolutely agree with you dear, if he is supporting the system than he totally wrong. Ok now forget about 1960s society, there are different kinds of people are living in this society. First kind of people who never support the system but never raise the voice but they always regret. Second kind of people who raises their voice but their wings are cut and throw them back to their place this is fault of raising their voice and their spirit are demolished in such a way so they could never ever raise their voice. Third kind of people you cut them or strangle them, they stuck to one decision only. So as I said everyone are not alike. Hope I have given your answer properly

Note (actually my blabber, if you want, you can read it otherwise you can avoid it): Actually I wanted to write about some social issue, but actually every story is on social issue even Veil love' and upcoming Prohibited love' except Romeo and Laila'. Now you people will kill me with the social issue. But my all stories are always light kind of genre. I don't know how this story became so saddy saddy type.

1 more thing this story credit goes to my small sis because of her only I got the song and got the idea of story in my head, I rarely listen sad song, but she always listen sad song, though I always tease her eeeu!!' So boring!!' From her mp4 I got the song, than I ask her by listening this song what kind of story did you imagine in your hear the song, she told a girl loved a boy was an army who left her at end, now girl is recalling him' I said is that all what you think nothing else, but for according to me a girl had tortured brutally for dowry and heir, threw her out of laws house, and she is recalling her husband' then she said yep, I hadn't thought like before'. But she never read this OS or any of my FF; she told me You are really crazy to write these stupid things, who will read these stuffs and all'.

But I can't stop myself; this IF is my other home, where there are so many gorgeous friends, extraordinary writers and charming readers.

And few things I wanted to clear about this OS. Before writing this I have done a lot of research on dowry and gender discrimination. You are thinking for writing an OS so much research. I can't help myself, I am like this when something goes in my head, till then I don't get a satisfied answer it won't give me peace. So all things I am telling to guys according to research not my own opinion'. Thousands of girls who had been burnt alive because of dowry, even husband were witnessing the scene. Too cruel to hear it, isn't it? Thousands of girl fetuses are killed before they are born. Mostly the families belong for richer group and educated one. Too shame to hear it, isn't it? Before asking anything regarding this, do research and ask me later.

Now from my own point of view, it in my house I have seen a girl, she is not my releative or any anything. Because of this dowry the husband throw her out of the house and took her son. They have complained to police but no use, they give just warning leave him. Both of families are poor boy as well as girl. So police force doesn't take any serious action. If they take girl also back, after few days they again start forcing her.

I have seen also a girl marriage was unsuccessful because of husband was drug addict. She tried her best to send him rehabilitation center but her law didn't allow because their pride will ruined if they send their son to rehab center. After 4 years struggling in this relation she had to divorce her husband.

I have seen another family also where wife is waking up from sleep at 12 pm and having her lunch and left the plates on the table, she don't do any single house chores. Even mother-in-law and sister-in-laws are doing everything; they don't say single word to her, they are living as happy joint family.

And another story wife can't bare her father-in-law and mother-in-law with them. That poor old people just bearing her taunting every day, because they don't have other place to go their only son is their last support. So from this what do you except. Like this goes on and on...

Even the five fingers of the hands are not alike. All humans are not same there is something called Good' and Bad'. All this together makes society.

Now you are thinking oh God how much this girl can talk. But in reality I talk very less.

The way you have showered your love I am really grateful all of you guys.

I wish you all long and happy life.

Love you all

Fatima

Edited by fatima_FM - 11 years ago
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Awesomeee yaar loveee it alooot

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