SS: A Love Story, Last Part Pg-4 - Page 3

Jai Bani became one. But as jai said what is the future of this relation. Wonder whether jai will agree to marry Saira to please his mom.

Hey Dhani.... very nice story.... !

hey dhani,

Hey reena, it's okay…This is the last part, so you can very well read it. Hope you a safe trip to Vaishno Devi…May god bless you and your family… the comment was flattering but I don't think I have written anything extraordinary…

Part4: A Tryst with Destiny…

A soft breeze pulsed the air…

Bani held jai's arm tightly, it was dusk and the visibility was diminishing, jai had brought her to an old monumental structure near the forest, which was a bit demolished and was in ruins, made in red sandstone which he had discovered during the time he came to the jungle to pick up herbs and shrubs… jai lifted the oil–lamp for better view, finding an appropriate corner he set it down…

They rejoiced the warmth of their embrace as they sat cuddled in each other's arms…he felt bani's fingers curling his chest-hair…

"Kuch kehna hain kya…" he asked sensing that she wanted to tell him something…

She opened her mouth to speak but then decided against it...instead she shook her head vehemently…

"Kab jaana hain…" she asked sadly…his holiday was over before time, and the soldiers were called back as the Company was fighting a war with the Rajas of the province of Rajasthan who were refusing to surrender and become the colonies of the Company in turn enraging the officials…the soldiers were immediately summoned to be prepared for the military conflict…

"Kal subah…" he said...feeling her body mold against him, he knew this was their last intimate meeting…and he didn't want to waste it…bani didn't deter as his hands pulled out her chunri…even though she was upset and sad about his departure, clueless when she would see him next but she wanted him …she sat up, on his lap, he seemed mesmerized by her face which was shimmering in the faint glow of the oil-lamp, leaning she pressed her lips against his, dueling with his tongue as he untied the doris of her blouse…

Their clothes strew scattered across…bani lay under him, panting, perspiring, holding onto him tightly, her long hair thrown back, spread over the dusty floor…jai held both her palms, interlacing his fingers with hers, he flinched as her nails dug into his skin…pressing her hands to the surface, he raised his body, slowly tending over her feeling the constriction and dilation of her heaving bosom against his flat chest, it was maddeningly sedating and tantalizing…bani spread her legs across…letting him come over… …
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The next morning jai waved to his mother and bani… holding the sweater she had woven for him close to his heart, he couldn't tear away his eyes from bani's face, there was something in her face, her eyes trying to whisper something… he soon lost her sight as the wagon took a turn… …

Bani stood at the veranda, spreading her hand over her abdomen… …he hasn't left her alone… …
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Sudha looked petrified as she encountered, it was middle of the night when her sleep got disturbed b a loud sound…she had hurriedly come out to see bani in the backyard, vomiting…

"Bani…kya hua…" sudha went and rubbed her back…

"Kuch galat khaa liya kya…" she asked, thinking she must have eaten something spicy…

Bani breathed…washing her face…sudha noticed now a days bani was absent-minded, lost in her own occupied thoughts, she was growing fuller, glowing skin…she trembled at the forbidden thought which was eating her since few days… …

Bani guiltily looked away from her mother…wetting her lips, her throat dried…

"Maa…main…" bani stammered…

"Tu kahin…" sudha's voice shook…

"Maa…woh…" before bani could say anything; a tight slap was imprinted across her cheek…

"Kaun hain woh…" sudha asked, holding her arm tightly… bani kept mum…

"Bata kaun hain…koi gora toh nahin…" sudha seethed with anger…

"Bol kiske saath ghumke aayi hain behayaa…"

"Nahin…main nahin bataoongi…" bani pushed her and ran inside…
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A few days later…sudha was loading the bullock-cart with their essentials…

"Did, bani ko kyun le jaa rhain ho, bani rehegina mere saath…" nazeema said helping sudha, sudha had told her and the neighbors that she was going to pay a visit to the shrine/temple of their family's tutelary God in a remote area of " "

"Mannat maangi hain ki, bani ki shaadi tay hojaye…" sudha said, feeling extremely bad to lie to nazeema…

"Haan haan didi…le jao…Allah sab theek karega…" nazeema send them off… …she saw the army postman coming, must be the salary and a letter from jai…
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Nazeema flanked sudha and bani into a bear hug as she saw them descending the cart…it had been a long time, six months later… …since they went…a shrill cry of a baby alerted her…bani immediately took the baby and went inside, making her quiet…

"Batati hoon…" sudha said as she paid the cart-driver… …

"Yeh bacha…" nazeema said…

"Wahaan pe, humari ek door ki rishtedaar hain…unki beti ko bacha hone waala tha, par buri kismat, unki beti bacha hote hi dard se mar gayi, ladki hui hain toh uske sasural waalon ne lene se manaa kar diya, kuch hi dino main bani uss bachi ke kareeb aagayi…toh hum le aaye…" sudha said all the while avoiding eye-contact…nazeema though believed her but a nagging feeling didn't leave her, she saw bani making the infant sleep, no one would believe that she was an adopted daughter, they looked like real mother and child…nazeema pushed those listless thoughts away… …
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"Chup hojaa…nahin rote…" bani yodeled in order to make her daughter stop crying…bani glanced towards sudha who was doing about her chores…she was still miffed, as she still hasn't told who was her daughter's father…but sudha had softened a bit over time…

She had known that she was pregnant the day jai and she last met, when he told her that he was going the next morning…it was already two and a half months, and she had missed her periods...she had felt thrilled at the prospect of mothering hers and jai's child, a child born out of love, but she was apprehensive of telling this to jai… fearing how would he react and moreover she didn't want him to marry her or give up his career for her because of the child, she wanted him to willingly accept her completely as his wife… though not bound by the society rules but they were already husband and wife through their hearts and souls… …

"Arre, laa…hum inka acche se maalish karenge…ajaa…" nazeema took her form bani…who smiled at nazeema's affection towards her daughter…nazeema blinked her eyes, whenever she held the little girl, she had felt a connection with her as if she belonged to her, the face looked so familiar…as she poured the oil in her palm and rubbed it to the baby's body, she remembered the stormy night zaafir was born he had looked the same… almost exactly the same…she turned the baby around, to put oil to the back when her eyes widened, there was a big mole on right of the back…nazeema didn't know how to feel, happy or sad, even zaafir had the same mole in the same position, that meant she was zaafir and bani's daughter… … she got up, handing the baby back to bani she rushed inside her house…
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Jai re-read the letter sent by his mother…she wanted him to come immediately, his mind clustered with the worst possible thoughts, Did something happen to Ammi or Bani?? The war was over and they were heading back…but it would take a few days to reach his home…
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"Ammi…kya hua…aapne itni jaldi bulaya…" was the first question jai asked after entering his house, nazeema saw jai, his face had bruises and was strained…but she cared less, she couldn't believe that he did such a thing with Bani, his best friend and of course love of his life…

"Tumhe bani se nikaah karni hogi…" she ordered…

"Ammi…yeh sab…bani se…par…" jai looked utterly surprised…bani who was coming into the house was shocked either…

"Khalajaan…yeh…" bani mumbled…

"Sudha didi…" nazeema called out and went away… …leaving them confused…

Jai avoided making eye-contact with bani…somewhere there was guilt inside him that he couldn't do justice to her, but she had always loved him unconditionally… …

"Bani…" he called out to her, but she was already sprinting away… …
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Maulvi sahib read the verses of the Quran and asked the bride…

"Kubool hain…"

"Kubool hain…" she replied… … it was the groom's turn now…

After their nikaah, a small Hindu style wedding ceremony was performed in the temple…, though a few objections were raised by the graam panchayaat about the inter-religion marriage, but then they were convinced as both bani and zaafir did not belong to the elite and pure class and moreover bani's chances of finding a suitable groom was thin that too with an adopted child, no man would accept her. And both bani and jai's friendship was popular in the entire village… …
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Bani enteredtheir bedroom…she felt odd…since childhood she had been coming into this room but today it felt different, jai was her husband and she his wife…but she knew even now jai didn't marry her out of his will but because he could never say no to his mother… …crestfallen she walked towards the bed…where jai was tickling 'Afsaana', yes that was the name she had decided for their daughter… …

"Kitni payaari hain…koi isko kaise thukra sakta hain…" jai said playing with her who obviously was enjoying herself…bai stood mutely, not knowing what to say… …

"Apni apni kismat…" she finally replied… …

"Koi naam socha…" he asked picking up the baby…

"Hmmm…afsaana…" she said dreamily…

"Urdu naam kyun…" he asked… …bani bowed her head…

"Aise hi… mujhe bohot acha laga…" she said a lame excuse…

"Suna aapne betijaan…aapka naam hain Afsanaa… …" he said, afsaana giggled…

"Lao mujhe isse sulana hain… …" bani said taking afsaana rocking her, who fell asleep quickly…,putting her in the cot beside the bed, bani covered her with a small blanket… …all the while she could feel jai's eyes on her… …

"Kya hua…aise kya dekh rahen ho…" she asked adjusting the pillows, to sleep… …

"Aisa lagta hain main tumhe jaanta hi nahin… …" jai said insightfully… …

"Main jaanti hoon, tumne khalajaan ki wajah se shaadi ki…" bani said twiddling with her fingers… …

"Nahin…" he said…her head shot up…

"Shayaad Allah ki yehi marzi thi…main tumhare saath insaaf karna chahta tha…" he said earnestly… …

"Maine humesha tumse pyaar kiya hain bani…" he said taking her hand in his…

"Lekin mana nahin…" she said…

"Ab manta hoon…umr bhar ke liye…" he raised her hand and kissed…

"Jaii…" she cried out hugging him…

Bani lay across the bed, as he removed the bangles form her wrist one by one…kissing her… …he blew off the oil lamp, unclothing himself… …she moaned as his touch raged the hidden innermost emotions within her… …
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Bani looked on as afsaana walked in small steps holding her father's little finger…

"YEhhh…" jai exclaimed, picking her up, throwing her in the air and catching her back…

"Kaash bani…yeh maine phele kiya hota…tab humara bhi koi beta ya beti hoti…" jai said wistfully, bani went stiff, she hadn't informed him that afsaana was his daughter, she just couldn't bring herself to confess it to him…maybe fearing that he would be hurt… …

"Sirf tumhari yaddon ki nishani ke sahare maine yeh ek saal kata tha ladai main…" he said… …

"Nishaniyan…sirf yaadon ki hi nahin hoti, khoon ki bhi hoti hain…" she said looking into his eyes… …

"Kya matlab…" he said astounded…

"Afsaana…" she trailed off…jai held afsaana closer to himself… …

"Humari beti…" he found his voice…bani nodded her head…no wonder he was so attached to her the moment he saw her big eyes staring at him… … Oh!! This little angel was his daughter, he felt like crying out of happiness… …

"Mujhe maaf kar sakti ho bani…" he asked…

"Pyaar main maafi nahin hoti jai…" bani smiled effusively…

"Ammi…" he called out…nazeema came into the room…

"Kya hua…" she asked…

"Ammi woh…aapko ek sach batana hain…afsaana meri aur bani ki beti hain…" he said in one breath… …

"Jaanti hoon…" she replied shocking both jai and bani… …

"Aapo kaise…" bani was left speechless… …

Nazeema took afsaana from jai and removed her dress, to show them the same birth mark which jai also had… …

"Ammi…humme maaf kar dijiye…" he said…

"Beta, main jaanti hoon apni paidaish ki sachai se tum abhi tak bhaag rahen ho, par issme bhi Allah ki koi marzi hogi…main bas chahti hoon ki hum sab hamesha aise hi khush rahen, zindagi bhar… … "nazeema said taking afsaana with her… …

Jai turned to face bani… …

"Tumne pehle kyun nahin bataya mujhe…" jia asked in a complaining tone…

"Mujhe laga tumhe bura lagega aur fir main nahin chahti thi kit um ammi ya afsaana ki wajah se mujhe apnao… …" bani said biting her lower lip… jai sighed…pulling her closer… …

"Ek baat bataoon…" bani said after a long silence…

"Hmm…"

"Main…main tumse bohot pyaar karti hoon…"

"Main bhi…aur afsaana se bhi… …" he kissed the top of her head… …
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The End… …

God bless
Dhani

P.S.: I don't know is it just my over-imagination or hallucination but I feel something missing in the story!!! I have gone mad!!!! Save me Krishna!!!

P.P.S: Afsaana was my best friend in school, my dad got transferred and we just lost touch…I love the name afsaana, she was very cute. I still remember her.

A VERY HAPPY DUSSERA/DURGA PUJA!!!!

hey dhani

Very nice ending. Nazeema went to through a lot bringing up jai.But good that difference in religion didn't stop her from making sure bani doesn't suffer from the same fate. She helped Jai Bani come together.

Amazingggggggggggggggggggggggggg ending Dhanii.. the confession part became really touchy and nice.. my intuition was saying ke Jai & Bani will have daughter unlike Iqbal and Chetna.

the story was perfect ...the adaptation was superb your Jai is less cynical than Iqbal:)

Hey Dhani,