Chapter 231- The Brothel
Virender was in the brothel. Bhavani was getting into his nerves. She was no longer afraid of beatings. She didn't care when he came when he went. His bed was prepared, she served food for him and any given opportunity will pass a taunt at him.
Public beating of ladies in Rajput Haweli had stopped. Amrit had got a voice and with Jatin literally bed ridden there was enough ammunition for him to stand up for what he believed right. Sayali only did the work related to him and their daughter. He ensured she was no longer available to do day to day activities of others. With Devika gone other daughter in laws were not happy as they had to do work and now and then matters of share came up.
He just wanted to relax and decided brothel was the best place. He had asked the brothel matron to give him the best available that day and it was a girl called Meher who attended him.
He looked at her, she was pouring alchohol for him. She looked beautiful as she had worn all the ornaments. He loved to see ladies in all ornaments and he loved to remove them. Not delicately, he just loved to throw them away on the bed and rip apart their dresses. It was fun to possess the woman. It was show of power when he conquered her physically.
She caressed her cheeks as he drank alchohol and it was then his eyes fell on the intricately designed peacock nat Meher was wearing. It looked costly. Also a antique piece, not something to be seen with a woman in the brothel. He felt he has seen it somewhere.
He touched the nat, he didn't feel like pulling it down his usual way " Where did you get his " he asked the girl.
" Oh this one, Shantaramji gave me this " told Meher.
" Shantaramji, does he comes to brothel. He is always with Prathana Devi"
" He doesn't come to brothel. He gave me this as reward for entertaining that truck driver Bhagvat Das"
" Why such a gift for entertaining him " he asked taking that nat and keeping it on the side table.
" That and all I don't saab. You know right this brothel is always for the patrons who can pay well. About two years back Shantaramji told the didi here, Bhagvat Das has to be entertained here and we should not ask him any money. We did as told. Shantaramji paid money to didi and gave me this Nat."
Virender didn't wanted to think too much. He drank some more alchohol and then started ripping apart Meher's dress. When his lust was over he turned over and fell into deep sleep. Meher looked at him. It was always painful having relation with him. There will be some injuries in the body as he made love savagely. Most prostitutes didn't wanted to entertain him. But then he paid well so based on lot one of them was forced to serve him. Meher didn't know what made him take that nat delicately. Everything else was lying scattered and broken. She got up and started cleaning the room. She knew he wont wake up almost till morning. But when he woke up if he didn't find her beside him he will beat her. Anyways before he goes she knew she will have to tolerate his savage love making once more. But then for next twelve months she was free and wont be considered for the lot. She didn't knew how his wife tolerated him day in day out.
Sudeepta counted the notes. It was a tidy sum. She had managed to save a amount from the allowances she got. During new year they were allowed to go to market to buy new dresses and all. The only time Sudeepta felt happy when she chose some colorful garments and bangles. Yes she could buy many sarees and jewellery compared to her life as a sales girl. But then her soul was sold in the purpose. She didn't know why she was feeling so much happy about this time. She felt as if something good is going to happen. Maybe a way is going to open for her to punish these inhuman people for destroying her life. She looked outside. The full moon was shining. She kept on looking at the moon. It was one of those rare days when she didn't had to tolerate a man in her room. She felt the moon was communicating to her, telling her light is on the way.
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