Chapter 6
Laksh's pov::
Today was a small class test. Laksh was a little nervous. Though he had been studying for the past one month and ragini had been a big support. She had taught him so much and he felt he could answer many points he had never even thought of answering before. The teacher gave him the paper and laksh was surprised to see it.
Ragini's pov::
I was very scared for laksh. He had shown a lot of improvement in the tuition class but how would he fare in the real test? I saw the paper in my hand. It seemed very easy to me. But what about laksh? I looked at him. He was writing with such conviction that I was impressed. Techer's voice startled me -"ragini, any problem "?
Ragini-" no sir "
He looked at me and smiled. I started writing my paper
After 2 hours::
Teacher- " everybody submit your paper "
Everyone submitted their paper. I walked out of the class. Laksh called me-" kaisa hua paper ragini?"
Ragini-" ye hamara question hona chahiye. Kaisa hua paper laksh"?
Laksh- " ekdum mast. Aaj to mere highest marks ka record toot hi jayega"
Ragini-" achha kya hai record? "
He turned towards me and showed his fingers-" poore 5 marks"
If I wasn't in the college I would have fallen down on the floor. Ye iska record hai. Aur kitna khush hai ye btate huye. Suddenly he broke my thoughts-" result kab pta chalega?"
Ragini-" ye to ek normal class test tha result kal tak pta chal jayega "
Laksh-" mai tumhe ghar drop kar du?"
Ragini-" nahi hum chale jayenge"
I started walking fast. Hum iske saath ghar kaise jaa sakte the. Agar koi padosi dekh le to hazaar baate banegi.
In the baadi::
As soon as I reached home dadi came running to me."
Dadi-" laado jaldi jaake taiyar ho ja thare ko dekhne ladke wale aa rahe hai"
I was shocked-" ye kya keh rahi hai aap dadi maa. Aapko pta hai na hame abhi aur padna hai."
Dadi- " thaari padai to na rok rahe hum. Bas rishta pakka kar rahe hai. Ladka bohot accha hai America me job karta hai par ve ke maa baap Hindustani ladki hi nahi ke roop me chahte hai"
Ragini-" to hum kya kare? Aur bhi to hai Hindustani ladkiya ya hamare maathe pe likha hai" hum Hindustani ladki hai aao humse shaadi kar lo"
Dadi-" ke bol rahi hai chori ja taiyar ho"
I went inside. I wasn't happy. I felt like crying. Agar aaj maa hoti to wo meri zarur sunti. Dadi had kept a red saari on the bed. I took it and went to the bathroom. When I came back I heard voices outside. Dadi was greeting someone. I looked outside. There was an old man with his little fat wife who looked like a jewellery shop and they had their son too. He didn't look like a boy, he looked like a middle aged man. Kya daadi ne ladka dekha nahi tha?. Isse handsome to hamare papa hai.
I heard dadi say-" hamari laado ko har kaam aave hai aur padai likhai me bhi achhi hai"
The woman said-" hame padai likhai se koi matlab nahi balki ladki zyada padi likhi na ho.
What kind of thinking is that? Their son is working in America, he is educated but they don't want an educated daughter in law.
Dadi lied-" laado bhi zyada padi na hai bas B.A. pass hai"
Why was she lying. Why couldn't she tell them the truth.
I was in my thoughts when dadi came inside.
Dadi-" laado sar pe pallu daal aur chal bahar"
I went outside. The mother and son started whispering something. I was being questioned like a murder convict.
Finally the woman said-" hame chori pasand hai"
All my hopes shattered with her yes. Oh God why?
This isn't how I planned my life.