TS: The Third Person~ completed - Page 31

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In shock Jodha even forgot to become shocked for a moment. Jalal was sitting on the floor... just like debris! An owl was continuously hooting outside. It was hardly 9 o' clock, the evening starts now in metropolitans; in spite of this very true fact why the balcony of their apartment was so dark? As if all the darkness of mid-night, all the aloofness of the busy city had turned up here only?

"Jalal..." Jodha, after a long time, could get out from her static and hold Jalal's shoulder. "I know you haven't done it. You are lying." She sat beside him and tried to cup his face. "I know... I know you just... just can't do it."

"You think so? You believe so?" Jalal spoke out in a lost voice, which was completely different from his excited shout of a minute before.

"No Jalal. You can't MURDER!" Jodha had a forceful firmness in her voice, and Jalal readily looked at her eyes, smiled in a heart wrenching way for a moment, and then moved his eyes.

"Jalal..." Jodha shook him once. Her voice was now touched with a strain of disbelief.

"I was tired Jodha... I was hell tired! I could not bear anymore!" Jalal kept on blabbering in a monotonic, almost muted tone; as if the compulsion of confess has got into him. "All the savings, the insurances, the fixed deposits, the provident fund... I finished almost every penny behind her treatment! The burden of loan was burying me slowly! And even in the home I had no peace!! I...I was living in a hell! I... I was unable to put on my mask of a caring husband anymore Jodha! I tried hard but I couldn't..."

"You can't kill anyone Jalal!" Jodha whispered with trembling voice. She was trying hard to match the person in front of her with the man whom she had loved, but was in vein; and her belief was getting cracked very slowly! But Jalal could hardly hear her... He continued in his zombie voice... "Then you came... I felt... I realised that I would be the happiest person of world if I would get you! I understood how much I do love you... I... I started wanting you again... Everything of my world... the load of debt, my dying wife in the bedroom, everything seemed like a fallacy the moment you came across me... I started living again... just to get your one sight I used to wait eagerly for the next day to visit your chamber... in reason...or for no reason... I became greedy Jodha... I became greedy to get you... to get your love... I..." his voice was sounding like a wailing lament. "I seriously was craving for the moment when she would die Jodha! So that I would be able to rearrange my life again! With you! With my love! No matter how decent and caring I do look, I actually wanted her to release me from her clutch! None understood! But she had..." his voice sank in despair. "She read the mirror of my soul! She caught me!"

"What..." Jodha could not complete the sentence, as before that Jalal shouted out again; now like an insane, completely ignoring the existence of Jodha, to justify himself to his own shadow! "Yes. Yes that night I mixed pills in her glass... my intension was to make her sleep forever! But how was I wrong? Was not she suffering? Wasn't she dying every moment? I... I tried to reduce her pain, by freeing her from the curse of life... I didn't do wrong. I... I..."

"You really poisoned a dying lady Jalal?" Jodha exhaled a heavy sigh mixed with both grief and grudge. "I... I can't believe this Jalal! You're..." her eyes closed automatically in tire and hatred.

"What???" Jalal had got back the same excitement to fight against before breaking down completely. "She was at the end of her life and I had tried to smooth her journey... also I had to live my life... the life which she had made a furnace of hell! What do you know about us? Do you know she has only blamed and insulted me from the first day of marriage? Even in her deathbed she was adamant to snatch my little peace! You know how... " He shouted up. "How she was abusing me... accusing my character in front of the maid that night???" He groaned. "She had no hope to recover. But she was desperate to live... only because she could not see me happy... happy with someone else... so... so she was stubborn to never leave me... to never free me from this burden of fake relationship... "

"And so you killed her! You killed her only as she was not ready to see you with any other woman?" Jodha sighed in a clumsy, hateful and sarcastic smile. "You killed your wife who was suffering in cancer and had gone to the extent of agony and affliction to save your money, to secure your future life with your ex and to get a peaceful life for you? Nice! Don't give any excuse like you killed her for releasing her from the pain as you had no right to do that! You had your own selfish reason; and frustratingly my name got indulged in all these. I should never have given you access to me again! I never should have! You killed her so that you can marry with me? How can you stoop down so much Jalal?" She banged her head with her palm and took a long breath. "I still can't believe you!!!"

Jalal inhaled with all his strength he had, and closed his eyes without telling anything. Jodha's voice had hardly entered in his ears; as in front of his eyes, there is only an image of some other woman; the ugly spot in once-pretty face, and the screechy voice- "I will not leave you so soon! I will not die so soon!!" All the justification from his heart lost like a mirage, the hard rock of guilt strangled his throat again!

The silence was unbearable, and was unbreakable in same way! Jodha was gazing at Jalal; perhaps she was unable to even think now! After a long moment, Jodha sighed and got up.

"You're must be tired. Come inside." She uttered indifferently, getting out of the sudden emotional outburst she had gone through just now.

"Do you hate me now Jodha!" Jalal murmured in a strange tone, never heard before. Jodha cast her glimpse to him again, and the hatred and disgust that had been cultivated inside her heart, melted and swiped away along with the flow of mercy and pity! His posture of sitting, his voice had something... something that compelled to pity him rather hating him. She sighed deeply again... there's nothing left inside her heart apart from those deep sighs anymore. She has to take decision about her life; but will his urge of helplessness will ever let her to be selfish for own? Also, can a woman live with a man forever on the basis of pity only and no love and respect?

"Jodha..." In seemed Jalal fetched her voice like a blind. "I told you to come inside. Get fresh!" Jodha replied.

"You... you too will hate me Jodha! Am I really a murderer Jodha?"He cried in wailing... losing him in the cry. "Oh! Ruqaiya! Why Ruqaiya why? You proved yourself right and me to be wrong this way? Why???"

"We'll talk later Jalal." Jodha touched his shoulder. "Come..."

Jalal looked at her face like an ignorant for a moment, and then hugged her waist with all his strength in shivering hands. This happened so suddenly that she got no chance to protest, and after the instance she found his bond too strong to be thrown off! "I can't afford to lose you again Jodha... I will... I will go mad!!" He was murmuring.

"Sorry Jalal!" She reciprocated. "After knowing the truth it's... it's tough!" She held his face up- "You yourself have lost yourself Jalal, how can you demand not to lose me again? You're not the one whom I loved! My Jalal can't kill a dying lady!"

"I... I didn't..." Jalal's lips trembled and his grip loosed automatically. He palmed his face for a moment, perhaps to stabilize himself, then in a better normal voice he said- "You can do anything you want now Jodha! I have no right to stop you. I have no right to drag you in the complexity of my life. You go away Jodha! I should never have engaged you with my life! I had been greedy and fool! Oh! Ruqaiya..." He placed his palm on eyes before he uttered- "What you did to me! You took away everything I had while going away to punish me!! You defeated me this way!!"

"Jalal!" Jodha's fake indifference could not manage to show off anymore. She clutched his hand, saying-"You can't do it Jalal! I know you can't! Tell me how it happened Jalal! I know you can't mix pills in her glass!"

"I had mixed it... So that she never wakes up in morning and I get good sleep from next night! I took the pills out of the cupboard in the deep night when she was sleeping, and mixed them in her glass of water... I was mad at her as she had crossed her limit while insulting me with your name that evening... I was feeling she has no right to live making my life hell... I..."

Jodha took herself a little far from jalal spontaneously. She is now in front of an actual murderer, full of guilt and confessing his crime in front of her, and the murderer is her husband! She can't believe his confession, can't deny his words, can't love him without any dilemma, and even can't hate him a bit! Where the God has fastened her? Her grip on Jalal's hand had got loosed, and she was about to stop him, but she got a stroke just then... the stroke was from Jalal's confession.

"I mixed the pills to kill her; I knew she would drink the water and die... I was willing to kill her... But I couldn't! Jodha believe me I couldn't feed her that poisoned water! I... I couldn't give her that glass of water to drink!"

"What?" Jodha exclaimed in hell astonishment. She was speechless. Gulping once Jalal gripped her palm and continued... He was gasping!

"I had mixed 2 pills in her glass, and was about to mix others too... But she woke up coughing just then! She... she was thirsty and I was the only one to offer her water! And I could not make her eat that poison. I threw the water out, washed the glass and then... But then what happened... when Ruqaiya got the pills in front of hands..."

"You!" Jodha closed her eyes tightly and sighed a huge relief... The stone of her heart was removed. But Jalal had lost himself inside his words. "Perhaps she had understood! She had seen me to do the work...She used to fight with me in every simple reason; she used to doubt me that I will kill her any day to get rid of her... But she did not utter a sound after this! She didn't let me even to guess that she has got to know my nasty intension! She just kept quiet and... and when got chance she... she... How! How could she! The woman, who could not spend a moment without shouting on me, chose the way of silence to fight against me! Why??"

Jodha stared at his eyes in a stunned glare... perhaps was watching the picture of that night through his words, to understand her!

FLASHBACK:

The wall-clock had rung the alarm of 1am; but Jalal was still walking on the balcony with the vapour of rage boiling on his head! His wife, the curse of his life is sleeping peacefully covering herself with the blanket inside the room after burning Jalal's life forever! Despite her irresistible bad-mouth, her intolerable behaviour and humiliation through the disgraceful attitude Jalal still has fed her dinner, gave her medicines and helped her in other works before she got sleep while hearing to her shits- "Why don't you feed me poison and kill me? It will be easier for you to marry doctor Jodha!... What do you think, I will let you free so early to marry that Jodha? Never! She never let me to have a little peace and happiness in my whole life, and now does she expect me to give her all my due of love and happiness by letting her marry my husband? Never! I will never let you be happy with her! Never!!"

"She is a witch!!" Jalal whipped his voice on the back of the silent night, and it only echoed inside his heart! The same nagging, the same dialogues, the same ugly throw of speech everyday! She is making his each and every moment unbearable! Never let him to get a little peace in her lifetime, now will she not give him a little peace at the time of her death too?? Today she crossed each and every limit! She didn't care to accuse him so dirtily in the presence of the maid!! God knows when he will get rid of this woman. When she will let him to live!

He was trying to concentrate on the beautiful moments passed with Jodha in the evening. Her concern, her sympathetic voice all was like a professional doctor; still her one sight gives him the peace of heaven! Jodha's one glimpse has become the oxygen of his life... Jodha... the maturity and professionalism has made her even more beautiful nowadays! How the life would have been if he had got Jodha...

He could not continue his thoughts anymore, as a hard cough blurred the beautiful imagination from the curtain of eyes and took him in the hard reality. For the rest of life he is there only to take care of his suffering wife, to spend money behind her like flood, and in return to get only insult and insult! How his life could have been, and where he is standing today!

He was trying to imagine Jodha again, but instead of that the bill of hospital, the list of loans taken, and the balance of his account was coming in front of eyes one by one... Again another chemo after another week! Again a lot of money to give away with zero result! And again listening to her meaningless accusations and blabbering day after day... night after night! God knows what Jodha is doing now... Is she sleeping? Or thinking about Jalal only? He knows she loves him till today! She will not think for a moment if he wants her to be his life-partner even now... she will complete his vacant life with all her love and concern... He will be happy again...

Again the sound of cough, and the thread of thought broke! No he will not get that happiness... at least not till the moment this burden gets down from his head! Ruqaiya Mohammad! Never gave him a bit of peace, and will live forever only to squeeze his till the end from every aspect!! Blood-sucking witch!!

"Do you want to drink water?" Jalal shouted from outside addressing Ruqaiya. No answer came. She is sleeping. The jolt of cough has not broken the charm of sleep.

Why doesn't she sleep peacefully forever like this? She would be relieved, and he too will get a life! "Disgusting!" Jalal murmured to himself. "Same dialogues everyday! I won't die so soon! Why so much love with life? Only to finish me off completely??" His rage had blurred his moral dimensions, and he did not tremble while thinking all these! "She is completely on my head; she can't even sit without my help; she is living on my effort; and still she will tell me that I want to kill her?? Ungrateful woman! If I would want to kill her, would she be able to get on my head for so many days?" While walking inconsistently he kept on- "She needs to goodbye the earth now! Enough is enough! I have a limit of tolerance! I can't afford her anymore!! God knows when she will free me!!" His thought was increasing his blind rage only. The burning frustration of the heart announced the final verdict- Ruqaiya has no need to live anymore!

A strange compulsive spell led Jalal inside the bedroom. He stood by Ruqaiya's bed for a moment, keenly watching her face in the semi-darkness of dim-light. Sleep gives a touch of immense peace on her face... What is the meaning of Ruqaiya's painful life and her maniac urge of living? If her sleep does not break after this night then,...

Jalal had to take a long breath before he opened the drawer inside the cupboard. Hand was shaking as he knew he is doing wrong; but still he did not stop himself. With a strange exciting zeal from inside he slowly closed the door of cupboard with the foil of sleeping-pills in his hand. A new foil... consists of almost 12 tablets; each of them is strong drugs... enough to give an adult person a sound sleep! And if Ruqaiya consumes all of them, her sleep will not break! She will get peace; he will get peace too!

He poured water from jug in her glass. With trembling fingers he torn the foil and took one of the tablets in hand... No he is not doing anything wrong! She will get peace... she will get the peace which she needs the most...

A white tablet went into the glass making two little rings of wave... Jalal cautiously moved his glance to Ruqaiya's sleeping face when his heart pinched suddenly. No no no Jalal think about your life! About your Jodha! It will take only one or two hour to finish everything... Then a new life... a completely happy life! Without tension, without financial worry, without disgusting fights and taunts of everyday... only love and love and a lot of love! He will get back everything that belonged to him... Only mix some more tablets...

Another tablet got inside the water of the glass, and simultaneously mingled with the pure liquid. The water is looking pure... and innocent... Jalal gulped while staring at the waves forming in the water. He has to do it... he has no option left...

He was about to open other tablets... to mix them all in the glass. His heart was beating in an uncanny excitement... Only some hours left... then freedom from this burden of relationship! The door of happiness will open for him... only some hours...

"Jalal!"

Jalal was so much shocked that the foil fell from his hand automatically. She had awaken, was staring at him with sleepy, feeble eyes; she was gasping slowly, and time by time the cough was chocking that gasp. Her eyes were looking scary in the dim blue light of the room.

"Y... you ha...haven't s...slept yet?" She whispered! Someone strangled Jalal's throat from inside! He stood like a statue, holding the glass in hand! What had happened to him? What was he going to do? Had he become mad??

"Can you get me a glass of water?" Ruqaiya asked while coughing...

"O... Sure!!" Jalal uttered as much normal as he could act! The glass was still in his hand which was shivering terribly. Ruqaiya's stare moved towards the glass. The orbs shivered uncannily. "Water... Jalal!!" She repeated.

"Yeah yeah!" Jalal hurried looking at the glass. Two tablets have already mingled into this water... it will not be good for her... Two drops of sweat automatically came on his forehead. "I don't think this water is good! It's here from morning..." He stammered while giving the lame excuse. "Wait I'm bringing fresh one." And he fled from the room to the wash basin... to clean the glass... to remove all the evidence of the release of the vicious beasty nature instantly from the deepest of heart!!

He was so hurry in hiding himself that he could not notice the sharp burning eyes of his wife at that very moment... he could not notice the shine of tear at the corner of her uncovered horrible orbs of eyes... he could not notice the hopeless sigh while lying beside her... he could not notice how her pillow wetted from the flow of tears that flooded whole night from her eyes...

And he could not notice where the foil of the sleeping pills had gone after the whole incident! Just like he did not notice when Ruqaiya had awaked while mixing the pills! He forgot about them while thinking the incident as a nightmare and became normal at the morning... but hardly he could guess that the deadly weapons have gone to those hands against whom he was about to trigger them!

And then... she herself finished everything! For Jalal's happiness? Or to secure her place inside Jalal's heart forever? As a scar?

FLASHBACK ENDED

"You did nothing Jalal!" Jodha uttered very slowly wiping the scepticism delicately from her voice. "You are a good man Jalal! I know you are a good person!" She touched his hand. His hands shivered, and again he knelt down on the floor panting badly.

"From the day of honeymoon she used to doubt that I will not refuse to even kill her... and I..." Two drops of tears suddenly rolled down his cheek... "Am I not a murderer Jodha?? She proved how much big liar am I! What a hypocrite am I! She proved that I am a murderer!! She proved it by giving her life according to my choice! She defeated me Jodha!!" He was gasping like an insane- "She kept her promise... that she would never let me to live in peace! She will never leave me!!" In tired eyes he looked to the sky, shouting- "Why you did this Ruqaiya? You could have confronted me; you could have removed my mask in front of all! But why you left everything this way? Why??? "

Jodha tried to hold him, but her limbs did not give her the permission. Why did Ruqaiya do this, you will never be able to understand Jalal! Neither Jodha will ever understand completely... There are some certain personal emotions and logics inside human brain that can't be fathomed by others. What were Ruqaiya's feelings toward Jalal- was it love or obsession- can't be tell from outside... If she loved him then why she could never give him love; why she used to suspect to be killed in his hands, maybe only God knows! But when the person, who becomes the basis of a life, slowly eradicated her from his heart; when he can go to the extent to erase off her existence forever, what can a woman do! When a woman sees in her own eyes that the person, whom she possesses, hates her to such an extent... can kill her to get another love in his life; when the last trace of trust finally breaks, what else a completely helpless woman can do! Why she did it? Was in her grievance, or her resentment, or pure raged revenge, or mad repugnance, or the harsh decision under utter frustration none knows! May be none of these; or maybe the mixture of each of these... But the truth is her death! Her death and Jalal's life!

Jalal was on the floor... completely broken after the storm he had gone through while opening his heart up! Is there any way to come out of this self-condemn? To get the most needed peace? A death... and how it scattered two lives in a glance!!

Jodha was eager to support him. To help him out. To get him back to life. But she could not move a little forward. She could not even touch his shoulders strongly... An invisible barrier has been walled between them... how to break that, how to set their life back in the flow... Jodha does not know!

Perhaps their relationship will never be able to get out of the shadow of the third person... Her death has spread her existence in composites between their lives! She will always be there... as a gloomy shadow in this home; as a touch of pain in Jodha's thoughts, and as a deep burning scar inside Jalal's heart... till the day he is alive!

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Thank you everyone. 😳

As always.😳

first of all happy friendship day belated

unres stuti

amazing shot dear

jalal didn't kill her

instead she killed herself

jo n jalal's life can be normal??

is this the ending??

if it is , a sad ending

if not update soon stuti

with a happy ending

thanks for the pm too