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chapter 4 here!
Chapter 4Walking back around his desk behind that chair, dutta takes another glance over those photographs. Folding his arms in front of his chest he pauses for a second.
Taking a glance over to nakusha who stands at a distance next to baaji with her eyes lowered dutta looks back that those photographs. Lifting his eyes with a certain adamant nature duttas eyes upon nakusha as he speaks with a decision that surprises all.
"Aayi sahab meine faisla kar leya hai"Duttas eyes trailing from Nakusha to aayi sahab who looks confused at dutta waiting for dutta to clarify himself. "
Bata dutta is mein se kise pasand kiya hai tunne? Aayi sahab asks excited to know who it was. As dutta looks over those photographs his words stun all three of them …
"Nakusha "duttas eyes locked on Nakusha in a very deep and significant manner carry a certain adamant yet unreadable sentiment. He had made his decision and as Nakusha lifted her eyes with instance to meet his shocked at his words Nakusha fails to make out what those eyes carried for her.
loosing herself in the deepness of his eyes nakusha jolts out into surprise as Dutta finishes his words.
"tu bata ..is mein se kaun si aatchi hai?" baaji and aayi sahab both surprised that dutta had asked Nakushas opinion. Naku on the other hand shocked by the way Duttas words had twised In such a fashion, what was she thinking..that he would really choose her. as nakushsas eyes feel with tears brining a pretentious smile to her expression nakusha takes a glance up at dutta. very softly sounding her words. "
mien kaise chunegi sahab, aap apne dil se pochono javab kudh ba kudh milega."As duttas eyes lock with nakusha's Dutta sees that sadness in her eyes, those eyes that were cupped with tears yet still smiled. Feeling a strange vibe within Dutta watches Nakusha walk away. Not stopping her in anyway dutta watches her leave and is left thinking of what he really saw in that expression of hers.
Those tears of hers meant she had feelings for him?
Duttas expression creased in curiosity still watching nakushas walk away and down the staircase, baaji a little shocked by the way this girl had disobeyed Dutta Shri Ram Patil rustles the back of his hair in confusion. "
Yeh..toe chali gayi!!! Re bhau." Dutta still in deep thought of Nakushas reaction silently walks from behind his chair out towards the balcony. Turning his back to both Aayi sahab and Baaji who stand at a distance Dutta overlooks nakusha who is walking the lower floor of Patil Niwas. Stopping at the Ganpati idol she seems to stop in front of it for a while and then take a seat on the floor in front of it. As Dutta watches nakusha from this distance his mind thinks of that expression of hers, those words of hers everything about this girl that seemed to touch him in some shape or form.
Aaayi sahab and baaji both glancing at each other in a silent curiosity, aayi sahab passes one of her soft yet reassuring smiles. Walking towards dutta, stopping beside him aay sahab places the palm of her hand over duttas right shoulder and looks over at what dutta seemed to be focused on. It was Nakusha.
Feeling his mothers touch dutta doesn't react..simply continuing to overlook nakusha..he closes his eyes for a second. Reopening them there is a certain softness that cups in those eyes of his as he goes on looking down on Naku. His words as ever very defined.
"Yehi hai woah..ladki aaayi.." A single pause that falls in-between the moment gives aayi and baaji a chance to think. A chance to realise that nakusha was the one Dutta had chosen. Both happy by duttas decision both fond of naku in there own way are pleasantly surprised. As aayi sahabs expression creases in a smile dutta turns his expression to face his mother. His expression as calculated and calm as ever duttas eyes carry something very deep that aayi sahab notices. There was a range of feelings, range of reasons dutta had made this decision but all in all there was a sense of care aayi sahab could see in her sons eyes. Nodding approvingly aayi sahabs eyes fill with tears as she smiles. At last dutta had made a decision which in her eyes would be reason for a lifetime of happiness.
Late evening Baaji walking the corridors of Patil Niwas an everlasting smile played on his expression ever since he had heard Duttas decision to marry nakusha. Baaji knew that his friend was not the type that had been wounded by relationships in the past. He was a man who was resistant to the idea of love yet baaji had always known that there was something about Nakusha that broke those barriers pain in dutta. baaji new that if anybody could convince dutta of the purity and necessitate of love in life it would be Nakusha.
Whistling along to some filmy tune or other baaji walks past the open garden area not noticing nakusha who stands under the roof..the palm of her hand out to catch rain droplets. Baaji stops in his steps and turns back. Walking over to nakusha baaji notices the way nakusha smiles wholeheartedly. Like this rain was the reason why she was so happy. Baaji looks confused, rain was something that was just an inconvenience looking out towards the gush of rain sounded amongst his words.
"Is barish ke paani ko dekh kar tu itni kush kai ko ho rehli hai?.." Nakusha glancing towards her side seeing baaji see smiles.
"Mereko barish bohot atchi lagti hai baaji..ismien bheegna ..atcha lagata hai"Nakushas love for rain could be seen in on her expression, how she would have loved to just walk out and swirl in that rain but hearing nakushas talking from her heart..baaji asks her something. His expression a little mischievous yet well hidden baaji puts his words In his very own signature manner. "
Tere ko aur kya kya atcha lagta hai.?." nakusha smiling at the thought, answers innocently as ever.
"Bas Choti choti batien, Jaise ke meri aayi ke haath ka khana, sethji ki baate"Baaji looking at nakusha with means puts his words in a very secretive form.
Aur bhau..apna bhau kaise lagta hai terko..? Nakusha looks at baaji strangley the mention of Dutta and nakusha eyes take to an instant change. There was a certain mellowness in those eyes of her..almost a spark to her expression and glow in her eyes at the mention of him. trying to hide her feeling nakusha feeling a little nervous begins to scatter her eyes.
"Yey kaise saval hai baaji?" Baaji had guessed correctly, she loved him, those eyes were filled with noting but love for Dutta. baaji smiling in a very light fashion shows that there is no way of fooling him.
"Pyaar karti hai naa tu bhau se.. Teri ankhon mein saf jalakta hai.." nakusha innocently looking up to baaji in a shock, a little unknown to what to feel, what to think baajis words leave nakusha astounded.
"Toe tu yeh jaan kar kush hogi ke bhau ne tereko apna jeevan saathi chuna hai.." baaji talking with a certain sparkle in his eyes watches nakushas astounded expression, she didn't belive him for a moment yet as baaji nodded reassuringly Nakusha knew that he was telling the truth. Her eyes filled with tears and her lips creased in an smile so expressive that it was hard to describe
baaaji??? Was the only word that nakusha let out..and baaji simply smiled..
closing her eyes for a moment and reopening them as if to make sure she wasn't dreaming..nakusha looked up at a smilng baaji…and the feeling of happiness within begin to feel real..
looking around her..think of baajis words..nakusha astounded walks into the rain..opening her arms out as to welcome to warm rain that fell onto her skin..nakushas smile her laughter and then feeling within leaving her bedside herself. Twirling in the rain..letting herself go forgetting everything other than the though of her love, her dreams that she never thought would come true.
Baaji watches with a smile from the distance as he sees ..nakusha for the first express her happiness.
At a distance, unknown to both Baaji and Nakusha Dutta standing at the open window of his bedroom looks down on nakusha. The way in which she plays in the rain, the way in which she seems so happy silently looking over her. dutta breaking that fold of arms across his chest steps away from the window. Walking through the room past the green sofa area dutta walks out into the other side of the room. That open balcony area where his desk and chair sat. approaching his wooden armchair that sat at some distance form the desk dutta takes a seat back into the chair. Resting his head back softly he sighs. A certain recent incident flashes before his eyes as he thinks.
FlashbackAs Nakusha had left the room following baaji. Silence within the room baabi who stood at some distance, fearing dutta and what was to follow and dutta who in frustration of the moment had turned on his side..looking into oblivion.
Dutta looking upon baabi, for a moment as he hears her sobbing no intention to hear anything from her yet her pleading that wouldn't stop weakened Dutta into hearing out what ever it was she had to say.
"Bhau…aap ko jo saza deni hai aap muje do bhau par naku..naku ko choridjyey bhau." Baabi putting her hands together in front of dutta in a very pleading manner almost begs for Dutta to listen.
Dutta a little irritated per baabis words turns to her with an angry tone.
"Mein teri beti ko is kali zindagi se chutkara de raha hoon aur tu mana kar rahin hai.!!!" dutta looking rather digusted and the way baabis pleading looks at baabi with an building anger but as Baabi begins to explain duttas anger unwinds.
"Mana kar rahin hai bhau..kyun ke meri beti ki sundarta hein uksa shaap hai Morey jaise aadmi..meri beti ko jeene nahin denge bhau."Dutta taking a deep sigh turns his expression back to baabi his tone reassuring yet stern he makes a promise.
"Mere hote hue teri beti ko kuch nahin hoga..YEH DUTTA SHRI RAM PATIL KA VADA HAI"
As dutta reopens his eyes, those words echoing in his ears, the reality was that the girl was now his responsibility. There was something about Nakusha, something about her that haunted Dutta's mind. Her innocence, her pain, that understanding that see seemed to have for him even though she was a stranger she was close to him
.…..
Nakushas appearance soaked in water, the pink shade of dress sticking to her skin. Her hair..dripping wet her expression carrying those droplets of rain that run off her face..still overwhelmed with that sense of joy nakusha runs to the outhouse her family are staying in. Pushing open the wooden door nakusha thinks of running to her aayi telling her how her dream had come true, yet just as nakusha opens the doors…and runs into the room. She stops at some distance when she sees aayi sahabs presence. Standing at a close distance taking to baabi..both baabi and aayi sahabs expression turn to nakusha as she enters. Aayi sahabs eyes falling upon nakusha she smiles. Approaching ever so silently like always with that same ease to expression aayi sahab stops in front of nakusha who gathers herself a little. Putting her hands together a little unsure what to say nakusha lowers eyes to the floor silently listening to what she has to say.
Aayi sahab looking down at nakusha with a smile her eyes carry a very warm look.
"Tuje is rishte se koi itraaz toe nahin na naku? "Nakusha looks up at aayi sahab..her eyes carrying that same overwhelm. Taking a glance at her mother who stands at a distance with a huge smile and as per the feeling within her nakusha nods a no.
Aayi sahab pleased by the response puts the palm of her hand over nakushas head in the form of approval. Nakusha looks into those eyes of aayi sahabs and sees a mother figure.
….
Mid afternoon the next day and as Dutta and Baaji return home from a blood filled encounter. As ever victory is theres. Barely a scratch to either of them baaji walks into duttas room. Dressed in a burgundy kurta over his denim jeans, as upbeat as ever baaji is the first to walk into the bedroom. Walking towards the sofa he takes a seat back and slouches in comfort watching dutta who walks into the room a little more stern as per nature.
Dutta dressed in his black pathani attire that seemed untouched, a sense of firey attertuide still in those eyes of his from that confronation with his enemy…dutta grasping his gun his right palm…pauses for a second glaring at baaji as he baaji goes on to speak.
"Kya bhau aaj toe us "Aapte" ki toe wat hein laga di tune!"Dutta familiar with baajis excessive talking flexes his head to the right a little as to relive some strain and walks over to his wardrobe. Turning his back to baaj dutta throws his pistol in baajis direction. Baaji not expecting it..jumps a little..but manages to grab it.
"Kya bhau tu bhi lag jata toe merko…!!" Dutta with his back to baaji opening his wardrobe pulls out a white towel and turns to look at baaji.
Just as baaji is about to add one of his usual topics of conversations, impropriate yet humorous baaji notices the palm of dutta left arm bleeding.
"
bhau terko to lagi hai..kuch pati bati karne ka ho!!" Dutta brings his left arm up a little and looks down at the crease of his fist yet gives it very little thought. Instead advises Baaji to look after himself.
"Tu apna khyal rakh.." baaji straightening his collor In a very proud manner looks smug.
"Woh toe mein rakh ta heinej bhau…ek dum first class hai mein." As dutta pulls his black kurta up and out from around his neck his tone is as demanding as ever
. "Baaji..us ladki ko bol ke muje use kuch baat karni hai..use." Baaji looking a little confused an oblivious to what dutta was talking about watches th way dutta pulls his kurta off from his neck and throws it on the bed.
Kaun ladki bhau..?? Dutta in his vest..turns to baaji to give him one of those disapproving looks..throwing his towel over his neck. Dutta glares at for a second and baaji clocks on. Baajis face creasing in realisation finally understands.
Naku!… ki baat karle raha hai..!!! Are bhau…aisa kya bhau..woh bas ladki nahin…vahnini hai meri bhau tode pyaar se bulane ka naa…pyar se ho.Dutta not impressed by Baajis advice looks at him a little irritated, his words stern and sarcastic yet a little on the funny side.
"Toe Apni vaihini ki pallu mein jaake chup jana ..mere paas kya kar raha hai..!!"baaji a little upset by duttas sarcastic tone puts on a pretentious hurt expression folding his arms trying to ethersise the moment. "
Theekh hai bhau kuch nahin bolega mein'Although baaji thinks of saying nothing more he just cant help it . something had been bothering him for a while now. As dutta walks to the bedside table. Opening up a wooden drawer he pulls out a plaster. Unwrapping the plastic coating dutta wraps the pale skin shaded plaster around the fold of his right palm. As baaji goes on to speak dutta adjusts the plaster across his hand.
"Magar bhau…ek baat bolu??"Duttas eyes a little annoyed by baajis constant curiosity..he listens in silence. without looking up form the task at hand.
Tu toe pyaar mein shaadhi mein vishawash nahin rakhta na toe phir…yeh shaadi..? Mere matlab shaadhi aur Naku se..? Naku hein kyun bhau..?The mention of why Nakusha and Dutta looks up at baaji his eyes filled with something very significant yet unreadable. Swerving the question a little dutta avoids baaji with an apt reply.
"Kyun ke woah ladki tere jaise haazar saval nahin karti! Aur pyar..pyar ki baat kaha se aayi baaji..?" baaji watches at dutta closes the drawer to the side table. Takes off his wrist watch and places it on the suface of the table.Baaji doesn't quite understand dutta, his expression confused he thinks about duttas words and then goes on in his trademark style.
"Kya bhau..teri choice hein galat hai..Mein jaanta hai..tere ko koi aysi chahiyey jo syada..khit pit naa kare.
Magar Woah koyal bohot bolti hai bhau.. aisa bhasan deti hai naa bhau..
Tere ko yaad nahin kya…sharab peene ki babaat mein kya kya bolti terko bhau!!" dutta
hearing baaji out takes a look towards him, his expression determined that his decsion was appropriate. He closes the conversation..
"Tu bas kam se matlab rakh..jitna kaha kar..samja.." Baaji nodding in confirmation accepts.
...
Sometime later and as Baaji had informed her Nakusha. Nakusha walking towards Dutta 's room pauses for a second before entering. Dressed In a pale yellow loose fitted dress. Nakusha a little unsure as to what Dutta wanted her for..feels the sensation of butterflies within as she approaches. After all this was the first time that she was about to confront him after talks of there marriage.
As nakusha thinks anxiously for a second, she knocks on the face of the wooden door in front of her and then pauses for a second.
Getting no response, Nakusha very silently and cautiously pushes the door to the room open a little more..seeing no sign of Duttas presence from this distance Nakusha walks into the room. Taking a few steps carefully she looks around. Her eyes scatter from the vacant sofa area to the bedside and in the distance the open balcony. Hearing the sound of running water coming from the restroom she realizes that dutta was in the shower. Thinking that this would be an inappropriate time nakusha thinks of turning back and returning at a later time yet just as that thought flows through her mind the rest room door opens with a certain clicking sound and Dutta walks out.
His hair brushed back in water droplets that happen remain on his bare skin run as Dutta walks out of the restroom, a towel round his neck. Not excepting anyone's presence duttas eyes fall on nakusha who stands before him at a distance. Nakushas eyes lock with Duttas for a second as either of then anticipated the scenario in sight.
Edited by jagrutid - 14 years ago
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