Part 4
Bitter Truth
"Auntyji.. Auntyji… Jaldi uthiye…"
NetraDevi wakes up with the sudden nagging from Geet. Getting irritated she just slaps on Geet's face. Geet's cheek gets imprinted with NetraDevi's finger's turning them red instantly.
"Chhori tanne akal hai se na?? Mhaari gaadi nhind tudwa di se…."
(Whimpering with pain) "Auntyji… Woh.. Woh… Koi zabardasthi mere kamre mein (sob) aa gaya…. (sob) Aap dekhiye na use… (Pointing behind her back)
At the same time Deven came there and sat on the the same chaarpaai NetraDevi was sleeping on and started scratching his head.
"Arrey Maai… (Looking at Geet) Tanne toh sone ki murat laa di mhaare liye… Bas ek pareshani se, Chhori jyada chik-chik kare se…."
"Arrey Chhore… Jaanu main par chhori ko thode pata se ke woh yahaan laayi kis vaaste se?? Batana toh pade na…" (Giving a winning smile)
"Aap kyon aisa kar rahe hon..?? Main na Veerji ko bata dungi aap mere saath joh bhi kar rahe hon…" (Whimpering)
NetraDevi and Deven started laughing listening to her complaints.
"Arrey Chhori, thaara Veerji jaisa dhike se waisa na se… Tanne kya laage woh tanne thaare college ke vaaste laaya se na..?? Par aisa na se… Tu yahaan iss Chhore (Pointing towards Deven) k vaaste laayi gayyi se… Ab se tu is ski lugaai se…."
Geet couldn't understand her words.
"Samajh na aaya..?? Toh thaari bhasha mein sun… Yeh jagah jahan thaare ko laaya gayya se iss ka naam Jauntipur se... Mhaare iss gaav ki bas ek hi badkismati hai.. Yahaan chhoriyon ki abaadi bilkul kam se. Hatte-katte naujawan, chhoro ko apni aadi zindagi kuwari hi bitani ko pade… Chhoro kon apni zindagi ka maza lene k liye paas hi waale kote pe jaana pade se.. Nahi toh thaari jaisi Chhori laani pade se who bhi dur-dur ke gaav se.. Thik se sun… Ab se yeh thaara pati se.. Kharidkar laaye hai tanne.. Poore 55,000 ka sauda hua tha thaare Veerji ke saath. Hamare yahaan toh Chhori ka sauda 70-80 hazaar mein hove se.. Lekin hamari kismat toh bhagwan ne sone se likhi se joh tu itni sasthi bhav mein mili.."
Geet was shocked hearing this horryifying truth. She felt her tongue couldn't make up any words. She denied mentally.
"Nahi aisa nahi ho sakta..?? Mere Veerji mere saath aisa nahi kar sakthe…???"
(Looking at her shocked face) "Sach jitni jaldi seh sake utna accha hove thaare liye.. Chhori..!! Abhi se thaara kaam yehin hai ke tanne Deven ki seva karni se, puja karni se… Warna mhaare se bura koi na hoga" (Pointing her index finger at Geet)
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Geet felt her insides being empty, she felt lifeless with the horrifying truth. She had immense trust on her Veerji. She never thought her Veerji could ditch her this way. She then recollected how her Tayaji and Tayiji were in a hurry to send her to a college outside HP. She remembered only Rajji crying when she was to leave. She felt chidish of herself, how could she be so foolish to believe each and every word of her Veerji. Her simplicity, innocence were their trump cards to send her here. They had used her as a puppet. Looking at her numb , expressionless face NetraDevi just shook her holding her arms making her long nails to dig into Geet's arm. Unable to bear the pain Geet came out of her despair with tears flowing out her eyes.
"Bahot ho gayya thaara yeh aansun bahana, ab ja thaare mard ko aur sabr mat kara aur uss ki seva kar.. Deven jaa jaake aish kar.."
"Maai.. Aap bhi na… Aap na batiati toh bhi mhaare ko mhaara kaam pata se… Aisa maal dekh ke kaun paglait apne aap ko rokega…??" (Smiling evily catching hold of Geet's waist)
With that he dragged her to his room and puts the latch. Geet was numb to know what is going to happen next moment. Deven just came close to her from behind and hugged her. The sudden touch of Deven's rough hands caused Geet to shiver with unknown fear. A chill ran down her spine when Deven started sensually caressing her waist. Geet started wriggling in his hold. But Deven was strong enough to withstand her. Geet had never been touched by any guy like this. She felt disgusted with the touch but Deven didn't make any of his hold lose. Deven's fingers started creeping inside her kameez and started pinching her navel. Geet whimpered in his hold.
"Plz chodiye humein…"
Deven didn't hear any of Geet's pleadings instead he started licking Geet's nape and then bit it leaving his teeth marks on it. In no time he ripped open the dori of her salwar making it to fall down. Deven's hands reached below near her thighs, started scratching them. Geet felt herself getting drained. The emotional stress was too much 4 her to bear and now the physical stress 1stly with the house chores and Deven's lusty touches made her weak and she collapsed in his arms.
"Saali kahin ki… (Looking at her collapsed form) Pata nahi kis cheez ki bani se… (Getting frustrated) Aaj toh kaam adhura reh gayya se… Lekin koi na… Aaj Gulabo se kaam chala lenge.."
Deven put Geet on the bed and went grumbling to the village brothel, the common addaa for all the youngsters and men of all ages over there. The people here needed the females only to quench their thirst for pleasure, to raise a heir for their family and serve them as slaves.
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Next morning Geet got up holding her head. Her head was throbbing badlly with pain. She was never over-burdened with stress or tension and this was really very hard for her. She realized she was trapped here now, she couldn't escape back or call for help from HP. There were no telephone services here + nobody would come for her help too. She can't give up hope and sit doing nothing to save herself fom these devil family. She made up her mind she wouldn't let Deven take advantage of her she needed to flee from here at any cost.
NetrDevi came into her room and caught hold of her hair very roughly making her to wince in pain.
"Tanne koi baar baar utane naa aayega Chhori… Jaldi uth kuye se pani laana se…"
Geet hurriedly got up and freshened up and ran with the matkas to the well. But while filling the matka's she felt some1s heated gaze on her. She looked here and there but couldn't see any1. After filling the matka's she started walking back, she felt some footsteps behind but didn't turn around. She felt the footsteps getting closer. She at once turned around to see a tall guy having a lopsided smile on his face and chewing paan (Betel leaf). His gaze was somewhat like Deven's. She felt vulnerable again and self thought
"Yahaan ke saare aadmi aisen hi honge… Auraton ki koi izzat nahi karta yahaan…"
The guy started coming closer, Geet stood rooted to her place. He came more closer to her and took 1 of her matka's. Geet wanted to run from there but she couldn't leave the matka there otherwisw Netraji would have screwd her up.
"Ram-Ram Ji..!! Pehchaana naahi..?? (Asking excitedly) Hum hain aapke debarji Chanduuu… (Exaggerating the 'u' in his name and showing his paan smeared teeth)
"Ji… H..u..m…. na..hin… ja..n..the…… aap..ko….." (Getting scared)
With that Geet pulled the matka from his hands and started walking back taking bigger steps and just moved faster until she couldn't see him.."
"Bhaiji ki toh lottery lag gayi… (Scratching the back of his head) Kya Chhori laayi hai Maai… Kaash humare nasib mein bhi thoda aish karne ko miley…" (Putting his palm inside his kurti and rubbing his heart)
Geet not only had to get water from the well, she had to cook food on the Chula with blowing of the burning wood. She had to wash heap of clothes again like a dhobi. Geet had to milk the cattle which she never did even in HP. Her parents never allowed her to even bend in HP. She was treasured like a gem. She felt lonely again, the love, care missing which her parents showered on her. Thinking about it made her helpless and tears clouded her eyes. She felt as if she have no1 to help her in this world. She couldn't end herself bcz she believed herself to be courageous and acting cowardly will only let her parents wishes and teachings to go in vain. She felt everything had a reason and this situation was a test put by her Babaji. She broke from her thoughts when she heard a familiar guy's voice. She went out to see the some guy taking blessing from Netraji he was none other than the 1 at the well .(Guy looking towards Geet) "Maai… Bhabhiji toh subah hi kuye par mil gayyi thi.."
"Aae Chhori.. Yi hai thaara debar Chanduu…."
Geet just looked at him without any expressions and within her thoughts spoke.
"Kaisa devar..?? Bina rithi-riwaaj ke shaadi…. Aisa ho hi nahin sakta.. Yeh log bas mujhe saude mein laayein hain aur main inhe mujhe isstemaal karne nahin dungi… Kuch toh sochna padega…"
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Next morning Deven came to the house, he saw Chandu droolimg at Geet. Geet was washing clothes and when she bend to apply the soap-bar her cleavage and bulge of her curves could be clearly noticed. Anger started gushing through Deven's veins.
"Iss Chandu ke hote, mhaara kaam toh adhura hi reh jaavega… Bachpan se isski nazar mhaare chizon par thi… Ab iss Chhori ke picche pada se… Pehli baar hira mila se mhaare ko… Iss par pehla haq toh mhaara hi se… Aaj hi intezam karna padega…" (Thought determindingly)
Deven went to NetraDevi and took her aside in a closed room.
"Kya se Chhore..?? Itni hadbadi kyon se… Bahar Chhori par nazar kaun rakhega…??"
"Maai… Thaare ko thaara waaris dekhna se na…??" (Very shyingly)
"Haan toh…" (Getting excited)
"Woh mhaare ko chhori ko bahar le jaana se…??"
"Naa re Chhore… Main tanne usse bahar naa jaane dungi…" (Denying his pleadings)
"Tanne phikar karne ki koi zaarurat naa se…. Main Chhori ko ek pal ke liye akela na chodunga… Thaari saugand…" (Holding his throat)
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