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Exhaling a deep breath Jalal turned some pages of the diary again. Surya's poetries are really not his cup of tea. And this man Surya has wasted all the pages of his diaries by filling them up with all these ridiculous poems, that too addressing his girlfriend!! Idiot!
Everything was chaos in this house till he returned from the police station. The formalities post death, the howls and cries of the family members and the villagers and all... from the evening to the dinner time he did not get a little time for organizing his thoughts. And not had he found a time for himself. Jodha called him to sort out everything, but both of them could not get time... Jodha was too busy today- with the formalities of a daughter, with the responsibilities of being the elder child of the family... She was too busy to sort out her own personal problems. When a death takes place in a house, maybe it creates havoc in the days and the lives of the family members too... However, since Jalal needed to start from somewhere, he planned to go through the diaries left by Surya... to get a single clue about his disappearance.
Could not he maintain a proper daily journal, if he had the habit of keeping diary? Who told him to write so many meaningless poetries? Jalal clenched his teeth and opened another one diary. This one is old, almost 2 years old going by the date. As always it is starting with a poem, 2nd page is too another poem, in 3rd page some useful notes are written... looking like a normal rough official schedule... at the next page some dates are written one after another... and...
Jalal did not turn the page. His frown grew deeper when he observed the page properly. A lot of doodles are made here and there of the page, signing that the writer was thinking about something else while writing, and a little footnote is there under the last line...
The yellow torn pages of a daily journal- says a lot of story unknowingly. The truth had been suppressed for such a long time... But how long one can hide a truth?
A daily journal?
Jalal turned the pages again... two three useless pages again, then...
The toxin of greed and cruelty has been mixed with the blood! The truth must be very hard but I will find that...
About what truth he is talking about?
He turned the page. Some dates are noted after that. Jalal's frown grown deeper; 16th Jan, 1997... 18th Jan, 1997...24th Jan, 1997...1st Feb 1997... 8th Feb 1997... 10th Feb,1997... And underline under the last date. What is the significance of these particular dates all of a sudden in this diary? Are they connected with these poetic footnotes? Toxin of greed is mixed with blood! What does it mean?
While thinking deeply about it, Jalal turned page. Again some useless schedules of farm with lots of doodles here and there all over the page... Then a name is written in block letters- "PARESH SINDHU Jalal read out. Who is this guy now?
Then series of various addresses and phone numbers- mainly of Mahabaleswar, Panchgani and Pune, but some from the core Mumbai too.
Nothing important is written pages after that. Only one line again as a footnote- Clash of two brothers- Bharmal and Sujamal... Profit VS Principle... Greed VS Virtue... Bad VS Good! So the story also ends the same way??
Jalal kept on reading those lines. Again and again. A journal tells the old hidden truth... toxin of greed and cruelty mixed in blood... clash between two brothers... story ending in a same way... Behind which grave secret of this family Surya was? Can it be happen that...
While noting down the particular names, addresses and phone numbers, Jalal was lazily turning the pages of the diary. Enough for today, from tomorrow he have to give extra efforts on decoding this diary again. Who knows, maybe he'll get some important info from those Hindi poems of Surya too? And also, there is also an important work still left... While thinking all these in his mind suddenly his eyes stuck in a phase of the diary. Again a line written by Surya in a blank page... A very common line, and very much odd among all these...
Everything is fair in love and war...
Jalal's frown deepened again.
Around 1 am it was, Jalal slowly trotted on the balcony, and stood beside the shadow of Jodha standing there. Jodha could feel his presence, but did not respond.
Both of them kept on standing silently for a long time, both wanted to talk, but could not decide that who should start first...
Suddenly a suppressed sound of weep mixed with a deep sigh floated in the air. And then Jalal could see her to rub her eyes hastily.
"You're crying... Jodha... Jalal could not stand silent anymore and uttered in a very low almost muted tune...
She did not respond, only a slight sound of sob hurt his ear again.
"Jo... Jalal uttered again... "Jodha... Then he closed his eyes sighing. "I... I am sorry Jodha...
"Don't say sorry to me! I am sorry... I am so so sorry! I... Jodha uttered after a long time after controlling her sobs, and simultaneously touched Jalal's hand. "I should have come to you long back...but... I was just... She tried to control the breaking of voice but could not. "Yes, I was not in a good relation with Papa. But after all he was my father! And then Surya as prime suspect... so many things all of a sudden... And even you started behaving that way! I was really very upset!
"Don't be upset for me dear! I am so sorry! Jalal pulled her towards his chest. Jodha did not protest and let herself go. "I know I hurt you, I hurt you a lot! I know I should have told you everything about Surya; but believe me for me he was not at all an important person till yesterday... I... I never ever thought that those silly childish matters of my childhood can be important enough to tell you... It was really that much useless for me... And suddenly all these... planning of our marriage and all... I was perplexed... I didn't want to tell you everything right now in hurry... I would have certainly told you everything after going back... but... Suddenly... Papa...
"Okay okay... I understand! I... I should have understood it before... Stop now, please! Jalal stopped her by gripping her tightly.
"I love you Jalal! I love you very much! Jodha wiped her tears on his chest. "Please never misunderstand me!
"I love you too, darling! I am sorry for being angry on you! Jalal kissed on her forehead. "You know what... I can't tolerate that anyone other than me will love you even more than me! I can't tolerate the fact that you can ever be a little bit concerned to any other man other than me! I just lost my mind reading Surya's love-poems and seeing your ornaments and photographs in his trunk!
"Mr. Khan is so possessive about me! Jodha smiled heartily this time. "You were jealous of Surya?
"I still am! Childhood love! Great poet! Huh! My foot!! Jalal bent his lips. "Don't take his name in front of me; I will again start quarrelling with you! You know how irritating is the experience to go through all his poems written for you? Ridiculous man he is! He has filled all the pages of diary with his idiotic funny poetries! Huh!!
"Oh! It's a treat to see such a form of ACP sahab! Jodha giggled looking at his childish attitude. "So, I hope now you can understand why I get mad on you when you talk with Ruqaiya Ahmed? She winked.
"From where does she come in all this? Jalal picked his one brow. "Come on, she is just my subordinate!
"ACHHA??? Jodha tried to imitate Ruqaiya Ahmed... "Jalal Sir, where are you... Jalal sir, please take care of yourself... Jalal Sir, don't stress too much... Jalal Sir, come on let's go for coffee... Jalal sir Jalal Sir Jalal sir!!! Just a subordinate right???
"Aree Jodha! She is just a bit Dramebaaz! Nothing else... Jalal told in hurry!
"No mister. She clearly flirts with you and you enjoy that very much! Now it was Jodha's turn to start a quarrel. "And when I put my objection you laugh at me telling that I am insecure! Now? Who is insecure??
"Look, here these two incidents are entirely different! That is... is just a fun and you know that well... but here the case was serious... And whatever Ruqaiya may do, she does not write poem for me, so it's pretty much justified for me to feel insecure!
"Men will be men!! Jodha shook head sarcastically.
"Okay okay I lose! Now don't start again my darling! Jalal affectionately pulled Jodha's nose. "So...
"So what? Jodha acted innocent.
"So... I want my compensation... Jalal winked. He cupped her cheeks in his palms, took his lips nearer to her lips and exhaled passion with his breath... "I will never ever fight with you Jo... Promise... He uttered and touched her lips...
"Not now darling... Jodha put her finger on his lip passionately. "And are you sure you will be rigid enough to keep your promise? She giggled. "As I know, you cannot sleep properly without fighting with me.
"Same goes for you, darling! Jalal touched her nose with his nose. "Now come on, come to my bedroom.
"Are you crazy? Jodha popped her eyes!
"What?? I just wanted to show you something! You naughty girl with nasty thoughts...Jalal winked.
"Whatever... I can't go inside your room now, if Radhika Kaki sees by any chance the news will be published in tomorrow's newspaper. What do you want to show me? Jodha asked.
"Surya's poems... Jalal told smiling hopelessly. "Maximum of them has gone over my head, hope you will be able to fathom them...
"AGAIN???
"Seriously! It seems he has solved a lot of riddles through his poems! Jalal smiled touching her cheeks. "One minute... I am showing you.
One minute later he came back with the diary. "Look at these quotes and the footnotes...
Jodha went through all of them, and then became all silent.
"What do you think? Jalal asked.
Jodha looked at him with meaningful eyes, shook her head sadly with a sigh! Jalal touched her shoulders tenderly.
"I can remember one of these dates. 10th Feb, 1997 is the death day of my uncle Sujamal Singh- I mean Sukanya's father.
Jalal keenly looked at the underlined date, he was thinking deeply.
"Are you serious? Papa was willing to write the whole property in my name? Jodha picked one brow. They were sitting in drawing hall, and the advocate of the farm and Mr. Singh was discussing about the last will of Mr. Singh. "Yes Jodha... The will was ready, only isn't registered yet... Who would know that he will leave us this way? He sighed.
"Strange! Jodha remembered Bharmal's words used to bribe Jalal suddenly. "When did he propose to make a will?
"A week ago more-or-less...Mr. Pathak, the lawyer answered. "And here is another thing...
"What?
"He wanted to make Surya the trustee of the whole property. He wanted him to handle the whole business after his death, and so planned to write the whole business in his name.
"Surya? Trustee of property and the business? Jodha repeated due to surprise. "Not my uncle, not Bhagwant, not even Maan... Why?
"It seems he used to trust Surya a lot.
"Undoubtedly. But... Jodha did not tell anything more on this. "There is no more will of my father right?
"No.
"The distribution of property...
"It will be equally distributed between you, your brother and your mother. Mr. Pathak interrupted before she could finish. "The house is in your Dadi's name, and a land near Kishanganj is in the name of Mr. Jaymal... The rest of the property is in the name of Rajasahab, so his wife and children will succeed that only.
"Isn't the rest a part of paternal property? Jodha frowned. "I knew something else...
"Your grandfather had clearly written in his will that his elder son will get everything, and his younger sons will not have any right on those. Only Mrs. Bhagwati Singh, I mean your grandmother owns this house as per that will...
"Interesting! Jodha frowned deeply. "Though it's my father who made the estates of the Singhs to a profitable business of agricultural farm so successfully, but I thought that... She suddenly stopped remembering something else... "Kaki... She called out. "Don't wait for me in lunch. I am going to farm. She looked at Mr. Pathak... "Come Mr. Pathak, I need to check how my father made such a grand profit from a simple rural farm of paddy and wheat!
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