who's your valentine bondita..?an os

it was an usual day in rc mansion,nothing pompous...

''BONDITA,BONDITA!''

still there was sleep,''utho are abhi tk,....jkr dekhta hun...''

while going to upstairs kaka said,''are sone do....kl party se thke hei pdhie ki...are solene do....''

''nhi school thik 8 15 se hei 7 15 hogye uthigi nhi ...toh kese hoga...''

and he continued walking upstairs ,when binoy muttered,''apne kranti mein 13 saal ki bchi ko bhi ghusa liya hei...''

''utho bondita...''he opened the door.she was sleeping like a young braine ...he screetched the curtains to let sun embrace her eyes...''are sono do..kyu...chalo plti khtm abb soyungi mein..''

he went near her and caresses her hairs..''meri pyri bondita ko neend aa rhi hei?''

''hmmm...''

''neend ankho mein mt rkho dhynn do smy pe 7 30 ho gye....''

she woke with a jerk from his lap..

''777 3000 apne mughe kyu nhi bola...''

''are...suno toh..''

she went on searching the things...''ye sindoor kha hei hn aur saree bdl ni hei fir sakhapola...chud pyl..arti hn arti ki lie nhi nanha hei chie apki coffe...bhog aur nastha fir ...''

he ceased his fingers on her mouth,''bs bs meri nnhi bndita sb hogya hei jldi chalo aur saree nhi uniform,hmmm[caressing her puffy cheeks]..aur nastha hogya hei..''

''ji abhi ayi...''

she changed her attire..

anirudh roy choudhry,a profelic krantikari,a young hot blood barrister babu....who hasn't heared of him,one who sacrificed charcters of india,one of most devoted husband and activitist..life has offered bondita something and the only good thing ,her pati ...yes this 13 year kid was none than bondita of tulsipur,malkin of roy choudhry's and a verstile poetess for women rights,unlike her husband she's a revoultionist..cold blood yet chirpy and lovely,,,..dearest to her pati ..who unkowingly was possesive for her....

''bondita...jldi eie jhiya t na birkte kre amar ke...[this girl annnoys me sometimes..''he muttered

''are ruko ..are hn agyi bahu...''

her slim waist fittted well into school robes..her side pleates were neatly ravish..only to say a man has fallen with heart yet fights with mind...so hasn't she

the car strted all way,she wandered those beautiful bushy mountains of tulsipur,while he stares her..''sundra jitna mn mein utna deh mein hen tumhre...hmm bhgysali anirudh hei jo bndita mili usse sirf meri bndita..meri trk gun barrister babu...''he thought to himself

''ky a sch rhe hen...''

''kuch nhi mmm itna smy hua aur batao vidyly mein dost nhi bniye tumne..''

''hmmm hen kuch khas dost...''

he stopped the car..''kuch khas dost kon.....?mughe nhi btiye itni bdi hogyi ho..bhulo mt abbb bhi pati babu hun tumhraaa....''

''hmmm....''

''hmm?kya mtlb hein iska...''

''are gadi kyu roki..chlie...''

''uttr hr prsn ka hota hei aisa baba khethe hen .....toh fir do uttr kon hein yen yen khas dost....''he uttered in jealous merged in insecurity...

''uffo..hoh...oh,..''she gigled holding her sakhapola one upon anathoer...

''hashi ka krn?''

''apke prsn...''

''mere prsn....''

'''hnnn''

''dekhie wo khas dost waise hi hen khas jese batuk /som dada hen mere lie jese shenaz hei ...''

''aur mein?''

''appp ...mmm nhi ap khas nhi....''

''oh..''he said in sobbing and continued to drive..

''kyuki...app kbhi bhi khas nhi hoskte ..app usse bhi bdhkr hen akhir pati babu ki jgh kon le skta hei?''

''shooti?''

''shotti mere bristera babu...''she said pulling his cheeks...

''are ye kya tha chalne do...''

he dropped her to school and went to court as scheduled..batuk usually comes with his friends chattering and playing so bondita with her pati ...many foreign boys hardly got our lavish yet undefined great culture..the shakapola and sindoor meant a decorating object for them,..they were not known of her marriage....since a start of teenhood mny fell for her,some for her fair skin,somee for her ripe mind..but she only fell for him....

the class got over.batuk moved to mnsion..

''abhi tkk ayi nhi..andr hn jkr dekhta hun...''

he saw children running here and there but on a broad orner there was a bustling crowd...in middle there stood a girl with sakhapola and he realised it was she no other girl was married except her...

he tried to see what was going on....the boy bent down and purposed bondita with a pendant and choclates on vvalentine's day as per british culture...bondita 's smile made ani clutch his fist in anger...the boy's sweet words were alike pain to him..never in his widest dreams had anirudh imagined her to be not his?

''so what u say my love?''

''u have guts...''and she made him wake and turned round..the boy rushed what u mean by gutsanswer for my purposal i really owe to u...

she topped ..her feet towards the boy made his heart to pounce and beat harder...

what will she reply/ a yes iam yours by heartt and soul...no way..before she could tell him..ani grabbed her and forced an excuse,''we had better to leave...''

and she stoopped him...''no way pati babu ,it's importnt to answer him...''

''i said no....''

the boy came forward..''who's the uncle here..did u see how old he looks nearly alike my uncle's age...who is he ?huh!''

ani let her hand away..why did he ever entered this gate,his wife was insulted for such an elder figure among others..

he said,''iam leaving u can come later..iam sorry bndita...''

''sssssssshhhhhhshh''

she turned back

she was burning in anger,guilt ..this was definetly not her but a wife..she threw the gold pendent on floor and the choclates,and slapped him right on cheeks..

''how dare u question my husband's identity...i know u r unaware of our culture,but musnot u keep in mind this is india..this shakpola and this red colour r not decorative things but my identity paired with my husband...he's the cause why women here r treated alike humans and i go to school and i feel great to be his wife ..iam not bondita but bondita anirudh roy choudhry....''she uttered confidently...this name that were paired by god himself!

then she holded his hands tightly and they both smiled and left the place...

on the way to home,''why did u suppported me they were u r friends?''

''hmm''

''why u impatient me always..with a usual hmmm''

''pati babu u r my pati an identity that will be always paired with me no matter what happens ..and i feel proud to be your's..when my friend have saved me from clutches of evil,when they have cared me when i craved for care,when they have helped to become a good student..tell me him who had did all this to me,isn't he my world forever and if valentine meant the person u love ..i have already found somone!''

''whom did u bndita?''

''u stilll doubt..me ?''

''mm?''

''iam forevr u r's and kranti''

''hmm''he embraced her in his arms to the fullest

and after sometime thay reached mansion..

anirudh too had found his valentine,but with time he'll profess!

some things r just paired but that's when they make a diffrence!

author's pov.....................

a girl's heart is like a water ,it changes contour in every way but to him who she owes she can never change

a girl's heart is like a water ,it changes contour in every way but to him who she owes she can never change ..be it anirudh or your ...dearest!

tell me WHO'S YOUR VALNETINE BE IT THINGS OR A PERSON