YESTERDAY AND TOMORROW: PROTECTOR (PART SIX)
AUTHORS' NOTE: The Yesterday part is like a snapshot into the past, a parallel story line of what might have happened after Paro was taken into the BSD Headquarters by Rudra after the Baraat massacre. I'm fleshing out the questioning, the interrogation, even the torture Paro might have faced if that track had more details. Tomorrow shows what might happen in the future, after everything is settled. Basically the same "idea" before and after! This one is about Rudra, the Protector. How does he protect her in the past? And in the future? Who protects whom then? Read on!
PS: You don't need to do it to understand this OS, but if you haven't read it, you might look at the OS: Yesterday and Tomorrow : Bindi (http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3907135). Not essential, but I'm doing this as a series--it flows better.
Anyways, I hope you like this! Please comment/like, it inspires writers!
YESTERDAY:"Bohot zyada sundar!! Yaar, mei pura India ka ladki dehka, by God, lekin kabhi itni stunning chera aur figure nahi dekha!! Ek baar darshan kar le, yaar...Raat ho gaya, General Singh chala quarters pe--ladki uski private holding cell pe hai. Ajaa, mein tujhe dikhati hu.."
(Eng: She's too beautiful! I've seen all the beauties in India, By God, but I've never seen a lovelier face or a better figure. You need to meet her, buddy--its night so the General's left and she'll be in his holding cell. come with me, i'll show her to you...")
The young BSD jawan grabbed his friend's arm eagerly, hustling his intrigued colleague towards the HQ cell where Paro had been shifted.
Paro had started cooperating with the BSD only recently, and only after Rudra had managed to convince her of the Thakur's guilt in the Bindi murder case. She had watched her friend's body being buried, and she had sworn to avenge Bindi, at any cost to herself. She had no illusions left, no loyalties, no past or future. Everything she knew about life, about family or loyalty had shattered and drifted into the wind. But one thing about herself remained-- she was not a traitor. She was not a collaborator. And if the Thakur was...she would cooperate. Let the truth come out, whatever it was. Let it release her, or damn her. She no longer cared. Since then, General Singh himself had arrived at the BSD HQ, and taken over the questioning of their only witness on the explosive Birpur Terrorism case.
General Singh, a kind man, had made things much better for his female prisoner by ordering that she had civilian and not combatant status. This meant a clean holding room with a private bath, regular, if unappetizing food, fresh clothing and even the liberty to walk around the BSD compound for fresh air and exercise during the day. In return, Paro was trying her best to help the BSD find out exactly what was going on in the village of Birpur, and how far and how deep this conspiracy of murder, betrayal, women trafficking and terrorism went.
Most importantly for Paro, more than the relative comfort of her cell, more the General's kindness and the better treatment was the fact that she no longer had to see the Jallad. He was completely gone, vanished from her life like a nightmare melting into the light of a bright day. As she prayed to Bholenath every night for the strength to avenge Bindi's death, she also thanked her God for removing her from the Jallad's control, for ridding her of him.
She was not free, but at least HE was not there, to hurt and confuse her, to singe her with his stare, and bruise her with his acidic hate. She knew that Major Ranawat had been reassigned to another case and was no longer involved with this one. The Birpur case was too politically sensitive to be under the infamous, highly volatile Major Ranawat's purview, and so Paro was General Singh's witness now.
But sometimes, as Paro ate her meal in her room, her skin would prickle and she could swear that she felt the heated, wild burn of his eyes on her skin.
Speaking with the General about previous Birpur marriages and what she could remember about baraatis that had come in the past, Paro would become absolutely positive that HE was in the room, to fill her mind with a silent, deadly presence. She would stutter and start to shake, until the General would recall her to her senses with a puzzled frown. And, looking around again, Paro would see that there truly was no one else in the room, and, despite her trembling hands, HE was not there to make her shake with this odd anxiety.
During her walks, it felt---often--that HIS shadow was right behind her, shading her from the noon sun only to trap her in HIS protective darkness. Paro would turn at such times, frightened and wary, and see absolutely no one other than her regular guard walking behind her, looking bored and picking at his teeth.
The young Jawans had reached the restricted area of the HQ where Paro's cell was. Now, slipping past her sleeping night-guard, they stood before a locked iron door, and the BSD man who had brought his friend now produced a key.
"Kya karr rahe hai tu? Marwana hai kya? Chabi kaha se mili?"
(Eng: What are you doing? Are you trying to get us killed? where did you get the key?") Asked the friend, suddenly feeling a strange prickle of nerves on his neck.
THE YESTERDAY AND TOMORROW SERIES-ENJOY!
Yesterday and Tomorrow, Part 10 (Forgiveness): http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3951666
Yesterday and Tomorrow, Part 11 (Repentance) :http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3970836
Yesterday and Tomorrow, Part 12 (Rebirth): http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=4059251
Edited by napstermonster - 2014-06-13T05:57:44Z
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