FF~Fettered Affection.chp20.p144 23.8.13 - Page 71

Mishal Raheja as Dutta Patil

Fettered Affection ~ Chapter 13

"out, out brief candle, life's but a walking shadow"..Macbeth

She had gone. Leaving him forlorn, but NOT love torn. Alone then on the terrace yet plagued somehow, with one hand folded behind his back he returned to his room. Preoccupied, his hand opened his wardrobe and lifted out carefully an old sea chest lid casket. Tenderly he viewed it and carried it to his center table, his slender fingers caressed it's once smooth now worn out with age sides, till he lifted the lid and gazed at an old tarnished metal mouth organ. A deep groan escaped from his gullet, and he yanked his head to one side and forthwith lifted the mouth organ out, clasped it in his palms and retraced his steps slowly back to the terrace. His eyes fell upon the still metal ornamental jhula.An undefined force propelled his feet towards it and he sat resting his back against it.He was tired and in need of some respite. An inner voice chivvied his hands and gradually his full lips pouted to meet the cold metal of the wind instrument..his spirit urged him to brush and graze his lips over the holes of the instrument. Shyly he blew and sucked in air to create forgone melodies from the past, how his lips brushed and moved over the chambers.. the tunes tapped into his yester years, even though he tried to keep them at bay but all effort went in vain. For each note that blended into the nightly silence, pushed him further and further into that which he thought he had forgotten..."babbaa! he had yelled as tugged at his father's dhoti, overcome by the buzz and the hubbub of the mela..his keen eyes were everywhere filled with the desire to own all the toys, kites, small florescent coloured windmills that furled in the breeze.. enticing many a child to urge their parents to make a sale.. baaabaa! ye baja leke do baaabaa! he had tugged at his father's kurta. Kala had held on to his tubby little fingers lest he wandered off and got lost.He recalled being older and sensible, how she recognised her father's nature, and so how she had diverted his attention to the mound of brown pakoras, being deep fried in huge heavy metal cast iron woks.. how he had shook his head, nehin! main baja le ga,! he pulled his dad's hand.. and Kala had pointed to the confectionary stall brimming with sugary sticks, boiled sweet set in glass jars and open top plastic containers, swarmed by manic house flies, buzzing hornets and wasps.. all aiming to dig in their hairy legs into the sticky delights. But Kala's baby brother had both his heart and mind set on the mouth organ. Eventually, he recalled how his father give in, as all of his four children expected to be bought gifts at this funfair. He gazed, at the mouth organ, and drew in a long breath.. "chandi ke chain le ke de thein.. us ne Kala, Leela and Roops ko.. aur mujhe mera baja"...He held his gift between his fingers tips.. and once again he raised it up to his lips and played it.. his knuckles folded firmly over the instrument, and his head in slow motion moved side to side corresponding with his lip service... his shoulders along with his head swayed... his father's unholy spawn suddenly conjured up before him..I loathe you Digu! he fumed and he removed the mouth organ from his lips and clenched it tightly in his palm nafrat! he said slowly as he moved his head to the side and his eyes narrowed swimming in water.."aaj tera baap thujhe dekta murgha bune hoi.. he would die of shame realizing this unmentionable waste of space is his production!.With shoulders squared up and neck held erect Dutta stood on his long legs.. cast his eyes on the mouth organ, "dekha tuna babaa, us Digu mein aur mera mein farak?.. he is the scum of the earth while I am the lion that rules the herd!.. but you were not satisfied just by me you had to taint your family by producing this joker".. he muttered.. ullu khahien ka! he moaned. But what does it matter to him? he is unconcerned and indifferent towards both of them, jaisa baap nakamma! waise he beta! he growled as he dropped both his arms and headed back to his room to crash..He lowered himself on his turquoise settee with lime green back cushions, gave a final look at his mouth organ and laid it to rest again in the discoloured casket, stood up and placed the casket in his wardrobe.. let sleeping dogs lie..he mused as he slammed shut the door to his wardrobe..the past has no business in the present..he reckoned , but like it or not two of his fathers side effects now unfortunately know who's who?..he surmised and flopped on his bed.. his imposing body lay still on his wide bed, his wide arm folded, and rested on his wide forehead.. but his narrow eyes somehow could only see her figure turning and walking away from him, only a while ago.."kya ye kali gori lardki ? hummh sundar hai tu apne aap ko kiya samjhte hai?..he paused and rolled on his right side with his right arm tucked under his head, as he recollected that night when he first saw her, those fine features set in a dusky complexion, and oh those green doe eyes.. what did she say she had donned this image as a social experiment to challenge people's reaction to the gora rang hangover with the public yehri lardki... he groaned and then rolled on his back, and reflected, mujhe tu tera kala roop pasand hai Naku.. ummmh.. you'll be less in people's face.. teri khubsoorti worries me..gori ke bajie tu saach mein kali hote tu aacha hota us salle Bob ke nazar tu tera pe nehi tekte!.. he rumbled as he folded both his arms under his head.. and closed his eyes tightly and firmed his mouth.. this is preposterous he chided himself, why is he so anxious, ju marze Naku ko dekhe so what?, but he moved his eyes under his eyelids..so huumh mujhe neend kyon nehi ah rehe.. he pressed his eyelids tightly to fade out kali gori, and grabbed a spare head cushion firmly to his hairy chest and compelled himself to sleep.

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Before he left the room in his marl grey pathaini, his eye noticed the jug of water on his beside table was no more there.So she must have come into his room whilst he must have been in the shower.Ah well, it's a good thing he didn't see her. Besides, he certainly disapproves the idea of her coming into his private chambers, he might have been indecent, he wiped his face at the gross thought,but he recalled that he slept fully clad in his white kurta and pyjamas ,so he had nothing to fear that she might have just caught him looking like a not too good a spectacle!.So confidently he stepped out of his room but stopped short! heaven's! there was going to be another collision! cautiously she moved back in time.. holding a cup of tea on a tray. He lowered his eyes and gazed down on the top of her head..Saab "sambhal ke! she warned,"hummh" he mumbled in a gruff tone as he briskly pushed his hands in his trouser pockets and finally raised his head,"tu kam pe jane ke bajai logon ko chai serve karte phir rehe hai? look Naku ! how many times do I need to remind you that I don't want you to get involved in these menial jobs!.. besides.. agar tu le he aye hai to put it on my desk." he requested, a notch lower than before.She did as told , and waited before the desk while he sat in his high chair and sipped his tea carefully his head bent slightly over the cup of tea. He suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked up her, "what?.. aache hai.. and you are still standing here? Naku thujhe woh tera Bob kam se nikal de ga, if you are late to work every so often" he stated calmly, as he continued to relish his tea. Finally she came closer to his desk and looked down into his quizzical eyes, "main kuch bolon ab Saab?.With a smirk he raised his palm towards her with a nod, and she continued, "Saab, aaj Sunday hai, mujhe choote hai.."she said quietly but firmly and he raised his head up and flared his nostrils a bit with nasty looks ,"matalab I have to tolerate you all day hummh?. Put off by his shirty manner, she turned to leave, and as she neared his wooden steps, she heard,"rok ja! she turned to face him slightly dewy eyed, and he stood and continued,"maine thujhe jane ko nehi kaha.. edhur ah! and he pointed to the tea cup, ye please le ja, and look, ummh chai ke liye thank you.."she lowered her eyes and stooped to pick up the tray, when Baji suddenly arrived, "ye lo edhur tu tea party chal rehe hai ekle ekle Bhao.. mera bagher! not on!.. he yelled and smiled at Naku, while Dutta rolled his eyes,"yahan koi tea party nehi ho rehe.. I was just going to go down for breakfast" he said tersely, as he walked past Naku giving her a sibilant whisper, "ab ah aur mera sandwiches tayeer kar".. and he gilded majestically down the stairs and she called out,"woh mane buna diya hai aap ke kehna se phele"!... He stopped at the bottom of the stairs reeled around, looked up at her standing at the top of the stairs, and slowly questioned.. "tuna kuch bola?.. and she shook her head with a giggle "nehin tu"... and Baji looked on at the pair of them and mumbled under his breathe "ye tu gaye dono kam se".. Naku turned to Baji,"mujhe phele bola Saab ne no behaving like a maid.. and now he is treating me like a waiteress.!" she protested, and Baji gave her a dimpled smile,"dekh Naku, Bhao tu abhi aur kitna nam aur roles de ga! tu dekhete ja!, mere nehi dekhte kaya haal kerta hai.. kabhi, bahi, kabhi dost, kabhi, maa kabhi.. friend, philosopher and guide.. but saach tu yeh hai ke mera liya woh hamesha Bhao aur tera liye woh D... and Naku quickly supplied "Saab.." and both laughed, as Naku turned to leave and Baji.. muttered " lekin mano tu ekdum yehra rehe ga..

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It may have been Sunday for the rest of the world , but Dutta sat checking out his new lap top at the desk on his balcony overlooking the first floor .All he wanted to do was some additions but his fingers struggled at the key board, as it became clear to him that he couldn't get or head or tail of his fancy contraption. He also realized that it was no good asking Baji because in this task he was probably worse then he was..."eee Naku, chaal re, rasoi mein sabzi kaat! he heard Babi's shrilly voice which echoed up to Dutta's ears on the balcony.As, expected, he knew full well she would be pottering about too and rightly so. She was, showering attention on Bappa by garnishing him with fresh flowers.. Dutta , paced at his balcony, and finally stopped and with hooded sided eyes he stared down at her.. She looked up too, wondering what his issue was , but after a pause realized , that after his attitude last night and this morning too, it was perhaps best to ignore him and move on. Hence she broke the brief visual encounter with him and turned to leave for the kitchen.He shoved his hands in his pockets and commanded loudly,"uppar ah kam hai thujhse..!.She smiled lightly and pouted her bottom lip as she slowly alighted his wooden stairs.As she arrived at the landing of his study, she could see he sat at his lap top and could also note that he looked far from a happy bunny... he looked at her as she approached, and with his palm pointed out to the machine, "ye kya bikwas cheez hai! chota sa hasab kerna tha abhi uska main kya karoon ke ye hasab kare! he grumbled..She giggled and carefully shifted the base of the lap top to one side of his desk and inclined over it.. "ummh you need database,tables... she mumbled as her fingers tapped on the keys and he strained his body sideways from his desk chair to observe what she was doing..he realized his nearness to her slender arm covered in her full sleeve, and gradually he stood up over her, "le beith ja Naku chair pe.."and she sat comfortably and continued ,but looked up,"Saab aap dekho ga nehin ke kya karna hai ..?"he doubled his chin awkwardly, and after a thought...walked and stood behind her.. hesitatingly he leaned over her to peer closer to the screen.. so close that his square stubble chin almost brushed against the top of her head , he sucked in his lower lip moved his head and lowered his eyes.. ummh he was too close for comfort.. but he lingered... which didn't go unnoticed by her either..

Kala Tai! yelled Baji from the bottom floor and Dutta swiftly straightened up, and both Naku and Dutta stood at the balcony and looked down from above.Dutta's eyes smiled as he watched the arrival of the rest of his family to his stately home..

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There was shock and delight on the sisters faces and their husbands stood taken aback. This was beyond his expectations thought Sudarshan, as his eyes feel upon the booze brimming bar!.Baji caught Sudarshan's greedy gazes and he doubled his chin, as it was known that Sudarshan with innocent school boy looks had not so hidden yearnings for spirits whenever he could manage on the sly.. so Baji mumbled "welcome scrounger"...

AS, embraced her daughters, her maternal instincts fully charged. Dutta reached the bottom of the stairs and he realized he had never before seen his mother so fulfilled and happy ,as now when she stood between her two older daughters, holding on tightly to their palms, "Dutta dekh le aaj hamara family makamal ho gaye hai! hum bahut kush hain, woh Naku! arti ke thalli le kar ah!..un ke aarti utharne hai.. she called out to Nakusha.Naku who had followed Dutta downstairs stood nearly hidden behind the lofty Dutta, and he leaned to one side and added on for her to hear again his mother's message with a tiny smile,"jahh Naku! mera peeche chup ke kiya ghare hai.."Naku smiled shyly and scampered off, while Dutta's older sisters exchanged baffled with each other at the identity of this tiny dainty girl. Roops held Kala's hand and yelled, "so cute na, Tai! ye hai Nakusha, the social worker! AS, must have mentioned about her, woh ye..."Dutta came forward boldly, as Naku came with the thalli, and he addressed his sister, "homeless hogaye tha iska family, main aur Baji have rehoused them here,"Naku smiled feebly at his sisters, and Kala responded with a wide cheek to cheek smile,"haan Bhao, AS ne batya ,humien is ke bare mein, tu she is most welcome here humare ghar mein", and Dutta turned to steal a glance at Naku, as she passed the thalli over to AS, who performed the arti..

And so the moment had arrived at last when all the seats at the huge dining table at Patil Nivas were occupied, bar the one next to Dutta on his right.He looked across to her, while his mother formally, introduced Babi,"Kala ye Babi hai Naku ke aye", and Dutta continued as his sisters smiled,"she's offered to cook, so whatever your preferences are make them know to her", his sisters nodded as they busily devoured the food, much to Dutta's delight. He gazed with hardened eyes at Naku though,"ab beithe ke khana kha , before it gets cold! he ordered and she quickly obeyed his command, as her mother served her. She was too nervous, and to everything she declined, till she ended up with a bit of dal and yogurt on her plate. Dutta in the middle of popping a morsel of roti in his mouth gave her plate a sided looked and then her face. Naku's doe eyes in return gave his plate a sided cheeky look, which only had a dollop of yogurt in which he dipped his roti.Dutta chewed his niwala and brushed his folded finger sideways under his bottom lip, and turned to look the other way.. bird brain!..he mused.His phone buzzed on the table at his left hand side, and he glanced at the caller ID, with a screwed up face, and turned distastefully to Naku,"pata hai kaun hai? woh teri Doctorani.. aadmi ko choote wali din bhi nehi chorte! he grumbled, and ignored the call. Kala looked across the table to Dutta," is that the psychiatrist ? she asked and Dutta, doubled his chin slowly as a yes. Hence she continued,"tu you'd better attend to her call Bhao, must be something urgent" she advised, he moved his head to one side and gave his sister a narrow look,"kuch nehi hai tai, bas bole ge ke ah ke milo session ke liye, and frankly I feel fine and don't really need her any more".. he said flippantly. Naku turned to Kala and explained," Tai, he is under my rehab care too, maine bhi bola hai ummhh Saaab ko it's part of rehab requirement he needs to get them done, pun ye" .."Kala took over,"dekh if it means you get a clean bill Dutta, then you should adhere to the rules,"she defended Naku, and Dutta flared his nostrils, as the phone rang again, and he unceremoniously got up, grabbed it and walked away from the table. His conversation with Supriya , both by the looks and sounds of it was not going according to what he wanted, but eventually, Naku noticed he bowed his head once, and by now she recognized that she knew him a little bit more to fathom that it meant his compliance. She moved towards him, as so did his sisters, to buck him up for what they too assumed, i.e.agreeing to meet his doctor. Naku watched overcome with emotions how he warmed to sweet affectionate touches of his sisters like a pat on his cheek by Leela, and a peck on his stubble cheek by Kala, and an arm around his wide shoulders by Roops. Much amused she noticed how he ducked and with semi bent knees and a cocky shake of his head from his sisters, he walked straight into her lone soft face.. he pointed his finger at her, in mock anger, "aur tu lardki tu mera mau bhi na lagna! sab aag teri lagai hoi hai.. trouble maker!..."and he walked past her with his head held high stiffly, and Roops giggled, as she put her arm around Naku's dropped shoulders,"so cute na mera Bhao?,"and Naku nodded timidly, as Roops dragged her by the hand, "chaal Naku, let's show Kala and Leela tai their rooms!" and she dragged her sisters by their arm as well, "wait till you checkout your wardrobes, tai, your eyes will pop out all designer wear! and what's more Bhao and Baji na ap ke hubbies ke kapre bhi ready karwa diya hain, kurrrta pyjama ... so cute na! Sudarshan jeeju!". Sudarshan , widened his green eyes and his mouth feel open with a thud revealing his broad teeth set in pronounced pink gums,"nehi Leela! mujhe aise shahi libas nehi phena! I am a contemporary modern man who likes to wear smart casual clothes, shirt and trousers! he said defiantly and Baji walked to him and guffawed,"kyun Sudarshan Bhao modelling ka erda hai tumhara? bole tu ramp walk aise main karke dekhai,?!" and he emulated much to every one's amusement! a male model's wide steps up and half turn and walked back gambolling straight into the wide imposing chest of Dutta Bhao! erhhahh..."Bhao woh main Sudarshan ke saath thure masti kar raha tha" he said sheepishly scratching the side of his head. Dutta lowered his eyes on the top of Baji's head ,"haat mera raaste se! jab dekho drama!..drama baaz kehien kha!" and Baji rapidly moved out of the way to let Dutta pass ..and sniggered behind him..

On his way up his wooden stairs tall and stiff,Dutta stopped and noticed his mother and sisters huddled before his father' picture.. and inadvertently all three of his sisters, felt the thin silver chain around their necks..

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That night, although similar to his mother he too was a content man, all his family was now under his one roof, just like old times..the fog thickened around him once again, he groped his ways about his palms held up like antennae, pressing in nothingness, the unknown enveloped him again, his hand travelled to his gullet, the air was sealed from his mouth, his nostrils! the descending darkness! he ducked and waved his arms around his head..mujhe janeee dooo! he felt his voice box grate and stretch till it ripped apart..arghhh!! he waved frantically at the sliver chains... that glided towards his neck like a treadlike sharp gleaming rope ,closing in speedily to slit his throat... arghhh he sat up in bed startled! his kurta open from the neck, held his hyperventilating chest, damp with sweat.. he breathed in and slowly released it, as he pulled his knees up on his bed and ran his fingers over his moist stubble face and finally pushed his clammy hair back from his forehead.Once he resumed his regular breathing he shifted to the edge of his bed and stood up to get a glass of water, which was missing! In a mood he swaggered towards the door to his room and tottered down the stairs dragging his bare feet towards the kitchen.Still semi terrified by his nightmare he knocked a metal tray placed precariously over the work top in the centre of the kitchen, and it fell with a loud crash on the tiled floor!.Miserable Dutta held his head between his hands, as he struggled to open the fridge to access chilled water.. In the misty grey darkness a shadow fell before him and stretched right up to him and he raised his eyes .. it was her kali gori, her partial figure peeped from behind the kitchen door, the blue light of the hall framed her slender slim figure.. her large green doe eyes popped out.."Saab ap?"he looked across to her with a small embarrassed twist of his full lips and then looked up at her defensively.."pyas legi the Naku, tuna ju kamre mein pani nehi rekha tha" he said accusingly, she giggled and came from behind the door and went for a glass as she reassured him, "ye lau Saab.."and she watched him sip the cold water and his lips closed firmly when he gulped.. to her he didn't look well, "Saab ap thek tu hona?", he sipped again and this time looked straight into her eyes," nehin, restless hoon , neend aye tu bura sapna dekha, nightmare.." he admitted as he wiped his brow. She looked tenderly towards his vulnerable expression and offered, "want to talk about it? batao ge?" and he raised his lion like eyes, moved his head to one side, placed the glass firmly on the worktop , and moved past her out the kitchen back up his wooden stairs.. Naku, gazed after his tall figure that carried itself up the stairs till he finally disappeared into his room.. there was no doubt , there were still underlying problems with him that resurfaced every so often so really and truly he needs to visit Supriya for a catharsis.. deep down there was a hurt within her that he refused to lay bare his soul to her.. but still all is not lost she would have to wait.. she looked around in the empty kitchen and then with heavy steps she made her way towards her room..

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He entered her office clad in a black pathiani! her, lips parted ,as her eyes surveyed him, he was more like an elegant black cougar, sleek and smooth with narrowed elongated lion like eyes. Supriya blinked her eyes.. on second thought she questioned herself why was he dressed like a gunda mawali?.Yet further more with keen eyes she checked his ornamental ear, his loosely hung golden silver bracelet watch from his broad boned wrist, that culminated in his perfectly manicured slender fingers, approvingly she mused.. quite becoming.Her hand fixed her sari pallu across her bosom, as she looked straight across to him, "well this is quite a transformation! she said aghast,"what has brought this about?.Dutta stood stiff, stern and aloof as he scratched the stubble under his nose, "simple doctor, I fancied a change, life changed for the better for me , so, I decided main apne huliya bhi badal dale ga main! kyun, koi problem tum ko? he asked abruptly,"nehin not at all, how you wish to dress up is your own look out, as long as it is within the accepted levels of decency" she opined, and he heard and then, replied with one eyebrow raised, "yaad rehe doctor ke Dutta kabhi apne haad par nehi kerta,"and after a pause he carried on with a raised, finger in her face,"aur na he kaise dosera ko us ke had parne deta hoon,".Supriya, highly embarrassed by his answer for some reason, set aside any further responses to it though, and invited her patient to sit down for a chat. It panned out to be the usual session where Dutta was encouraged more to give informal brief accounts of things that contained a feel good factor for him. He crossed his legs as his eyes met hers boldly , not out of interest but to indicate he was ready for her session, for he knew it was in his hands to get her ok and be signed of. There was not much to think about, "well doctor, mera kam, mera ghar , mera family under one roof is an achievement for me.."and he become quiet, and Supriya, nodded and gently prodded him on about that, which he refrained to mention but she was aware, "do you want to say anything about the new family living at your house?" he rubbed his palms, gently and lowered his head ,then slowly raised it up again, "new family, haan! they need a shelter, my mother and I are blessed we offer it, so far so good.."was all he wished to disclose. Supriya nodded, and didn't press further," tell me then, have things improved between you and your mother now?, she prompted him, he seemed more ready to reply to this one," haan, AS, kush hain naya ghar mein ah kar, and now that my two older sisters too have moved in with their families, her happiness knows no bounds..".He became silent, and then continued, "I guess aagar woh kush hain tu main bhi kush hoon "he said in a matter of tone. Supriya was not quite sure of the profundity and sincerity of his response so she digressed, "tell me now about your sleeping pattern, is it undisturbed? any nightmares?.. he shifted his eyes on the floor, perhaps he needed to tell her the truth, that is if he wants her to exorcise his demons.. she claims that she can equip him to deal with life after prison, now let's see if she can cleanse my mind as well!. He stood up on his feet and looked down at her as she sat behind her desk, "haan I had a nightmare last night, laga main mar jaya ga! ho na ho! woh mar ke bhi mujhe jeete je mar de gaaa! he yelled and clenched his fist and nearly brought it down on her desk! but curbed his punch..Supriya was totally calm.. with her big black eyes she could tell the time had come to strike as the iron was hot!

She stood up and grabbed her note pad, curtly and walked behind him and grabbed his arm and led him to the sofa.."ok Dutta, let's sort you out, remember all the things I told you in the beginning, that in psychoanalytic methods it is crucial in sessions to allow the patient to discuss his early experiences so that your psychologist can understand the root causes of your current problems.. "but Dutta tum ready nehi the tab.. aaj mujhe laga hai ke you want to talk about what really still plagues you.. enough to still give you nightmares .."she said carefully not mincing her words. He looked across at her dressed in a sari, as she sat in her usual black leather chair clutching her notebook on crossed knees ..he waited, wondering what could make him talk..she raised her hand and he understood and reclined on the leather couch carefully , ensuring he covered his lower torso neatly by spreading and ironing out his black pathiani shirt..

"ok, Dutta, I want you to relax your mind and let it go back gradually.. to your past..tell me about the person you avoid talking about in these sessions .."she probed. He closed his eyes and his eye brows furrowed slightly under his broad smooth forehead,"mera..Baap! nafrat hai mujhe us se, and he clenched his knuckles tightly and his breathing rasped.. I hate him!. Supriya yes you hate him your father, but he give birth to you.. nehin! he punched the side of the sofa where he lay; "tell me Dutta why you hate him.. was it an incident?; hummm?.. where did it happen Dutta? think.. soocho.. kahan hoya tha?..Dutta moved his head side to side and in pain muttered.. mera ghar.. it rained all day and all night, Dutta! Kala!.. Aye bole the, roof is leaking... AS.. bhook lege hai I am starving my tummy rumbles... Dutta.. le meri roti kha le.. Kala tai, loves me bahut.. tai... tera bhao thujhse bahut pyar kerta hai tai, "Dutta, woh Roops ko temperature hai!; yes she was burning my palm felt her sticky brow.. Duttaa! Bajiii!, Dutta ja! doctor ke ghar bule ke la...Kala, Leela, AS ka roonaa! and he pushed his palms firmly against his ears till they became red.. Supriya leaned forward and felt his folded elbow, "do you want to stop Dutta? pani peena hai ?. Dutta moved one of his hands from one ear and raised his palm with a gulp.."main thek hoon".Supriya looked at him as he lay breathing normally relaxed.His palms flattened by his side. She tried not to focus on his defined profile and his ear with gold rings clipped to the top and middle of his cartilage and a single stud in the lobe.. she looked at her note book and steered him back on task," when you are ready to recall and repeat Dutta, feel free to speak.. you were saying Roops had fever, what followed then Dutta bolo",.. Dutta's forhead formed gentle waves across it, "doctor bola paise loon ga! tab ao ga, hum bheeg chuka thein me and Baji, he shivered in the cold and we ran to babaa ka ghar.."dafaa ho jao! maro tum sab!.. Dutta sobbed.. "main ab ko lae ke jaye ge babaa! Roops! bemaar.. Dutta stopped and took a deep breath but he didn't care if my sister died".. ye le! the brick in my hand and the sound of shattered glass.. bagh Dutta bagh! chor ye brick throw it Baji paniked.. but there was another noise of shattering glass..and how we barged into our dripping house"..his arms folded across his broad chest.. "main thek hoon Bhao.."Roops had said.. AS ke haat ke kangan was not there.. and Dutta wiped a tear from his eyes; doctor ko de diya tha unho ne...the storm was still on but we managed to catch a few winks in the leaking house.. Kala tai put her arm around me.. "bhool ja Dutta us ko.. hamre AS he sab kuch hai ab...and he groaned in grief..Supriya, reminded, "Dutta, it's ok dekho Roops is fine now.."

Dutta's voice faltered, but there seemed a certain conviction in his voice, haan soocha us ne..humien jala dale burn them!.. how much he hated us; Babaa came with a dripping umbrella, Dutttaaa tera galaaa!! and Dutta felt his neck as he coughed.. and Supriya leaned to see if he fared well.. he swallowed.. dooor ho Babaa dor reh meri AS se! haat maat lagaaa use! Dutta raised his clenched palm; doorrr rehe ye dekh.. I'll chop your head offf with this cleaver Babaaa..Dutta screwed his nose, he sniffed..meeti ka tael ! kerosene oil! Dutta! Aye! sab peecheee hoo! Baabaa tu pagal ho gaya hai!! Kala had screamed..Dutta groaned, then held himself as he folded his muscular arms around his wide chest.. graze and scratch! a spark! he held a lit match.. Baaabaaa throw the match! haaahaaa WOH HASE !haaan I will throw the match on you lot! tum sab jalooo marooo! his laugh... "Baabaaa leave Dutta,tai pleaded; kabhi nehi! ise he main jala ke rakh kare ge! Duttaaa mera ghar torne aye tu... ab jal! Kalaaa.. pushed me away, and stood before me, as he threw the match at meee "mujhe jala do mera dutta go nehi... I saw the swirling,flickering match ..TAIII get out of the way! Dutta ROAREDDD as he twisted his broad wrist on the sofa.. as if he was hurling someone thing in space.. Baaabaaa! he sat up, pulled his knees up and held his face in this palms, and the lion wept... and sobbed.. his spit dripping from his mouth on to his stubble chin... Supriya.. got up and passed him a tissue. He took it and wiped his mouth... and slowly he sided his flushed moist face, his blood shot eyes "maine apne baap ke gale ke nas pe zor se chapar phekaaa! aur woh khoon mein lat pat dhare ho gaye...he said in a hoarse voice..that had no remorse.

Supriya, saw clearly he had a rough ordeal.She felt victorious as a professional that she had got to the crux of the matter, but still felt this was just the tip of the iceberg , there was more to it. But being a professional also meant, to know the will of the patient whether to continue the session or not,"Dutta ,do you want to use the wash room to freshen up? dekho we can stop now if you want to.. ? .he sat with his knees slightly drawn up on the sofa and rested his head on his knees briefly..might as well tell her everything, while I am in the mood, and besides mujhe nehi ana ab dobara is ke pas. He shifted himself and stood up and sniffed and boldly informed, "I am ok now, and yes while in the flow of things might as well continue", he paused and then waited as she responded with a smile, "ok Dutta, that's great, tell me then what happened..?.. his face became grim,"jis ghar main aise maut ho , jehan bete na baap ko mar dala.. wahan kiya hoga? my mother was hysterical, not that she became a widow.. but that her son had made her one.." he said clearly without any emotion. Supriya prompted him,"Dutta do you think she was worried for you.."haan, mujhe bola bagh ja Dutta police ke ana se phele! for the neighbours had reported the fire," "she loved you Dutta that's why she asked you to run..", nehin! pun unho ne mera saath nehi diyaaa!"he roared much angered, "because of her I was banged up for nerly dus saal! haaan main tha udher he jab police aye, she admitted to them, both father and son had a violent fight...He flared his nostrils. She watched them take me away hand cuffed ..she could have said I DEFENDED MY FAMILY HE WAS BURNING US ALIVE! but woh chup rehe meri AS! I had to defend myself! manslaughter! he bellowed.

He leaned forward with his lion like eyes and dangerously disclosed,"pata hai why my mother! the eye witness.. only said we had a fight? because she wanted to protect the image of her dead corrupt husband! aachi patni buna chate the! main ne uska bharam thor diya, bata diya sab ko kis nali ka kare tha mera baap!" he yelled and stood up abruptly..and looked down at Supriya coldly.. "so now you know" .. to be continued .. Hamlet53 ~29.5.13

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Precap: "Saab, aap kadher ho? Dutta shook his head, slightly bemused,"jehan bhi hoon Naku, thek hoon"..

N.B ~ this UD is dedicated to suhana, who continues to support my writing after all these years..she may be silent like many others but within myself somewhere along the line I know that she like a few others, still wants me to carry on writing.Thanks suhana, for the lovely VM.hs brought smiles to many faces..readers thank you for your on going support. much love hammie.

Originally posted by: Nakusha

Hi Naku & Afzal bhai😃
Wow😃😃...What a great work😃😃!!!...Quick reaction from Hammie ji😃😃!!!...She loved the shayari too😃...Cheers 😃😃

Hi Hammie🤗

Wow👏...Really an awesome update dear.Enjoyed it a lot.Dutta reminded about his past... I Loved the description❤️.Yeah Digu is a waste product😆.It's really shame to mention this joker as a family member😆.Dutta can't ignore Naku😉.OYEE DUTTA😉!!! Don't worry😉.Naku is a decent girl😉...Dutta treated Naku like a waitress😆.Loved Baaji's nautanki.. I loved the whole part❤️.Second part was too good❤️.Naku came very close to Dutta & checked the laptop.sooo cute na.Baaji😡!!!...OH😲!!! Kala & Leela arrived at their mother's home with their husbands😲...Hope they don't give any trouble to Naku😳😳.Loved the Dining Table part.Dutta had a bad dream & That kitchen part reminded me LTL ki Lovely scenes.Oh Nooo😲😲.Dutta's past was too painful.His father is an animal😡.He well deserved for the punishment😡😡.Its really interesting dear...Can't wait now😳😳😳

Thanks sooo much for your awesome update dear❤️...Enjoyed it a lot...Waiting for the next update😳😳😳...Please update soon😳😳😳...Thanks sooo much for your pm😃..

hi hammiee

Dutta trying to relax reminiscing his old days..mouth organ reminded so much of ltl ..next time naku ke bhi entry karwa dena😊..You portrayed the sadness & flashback well..His father was dreadful & he had terrible childhood

Shining thing which brings smile on his sad face is kali gori..Jealous of bob matlab dutta has fallen for naku

Trying to learn from naku..Dutta should take classes from her..He isn't techsavy both will get time to spend with him

Kala ke entry she seems to be a good sis..Suds with his trademark grin

Sups did the right thing by doing a follow up on dutta..His past unfolded & he went through so much pain..AS is a terrible mom & she is responsible for duttas suffering more than his father..his dad was always a bad father & he never had expectation of goodness from him but AS did to him just to save honour of his dead husband..He was a disgraceful fellow & wht honour was she saving..Dutta is a great soul & fly doesn't deserve him

You brought his pain & suffering brilliantly..I hope naku help him get it out from his system..

Thanks hammiee for always been considerate 'Ur amazing hammiee & big hug