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The
next day when Vinay woke up from sleep, the dark clouds that had
gathered in the sky had disappeared. The sun smiled and kissed the
earth. Gone was the gloom of previous day, everything was sunny and
bright. The sun rays entered directly into their room through the
balcony. Vinay went out into the balcony and soaked the morning sun
light. As the sun shone brighter, its light caused a glint in his
eyes. He had lost all hope. But today was not like yesterday. In fact
it was much better. He felt optimistic. 'Hope today is better.' He
prayed to the sun god.
Nisha
placed the breakfast on the table, but didn't speak a word. Vinay
didn't wish to remember what had happened the previous day. He tried
to brush it aside saying that everybody commits mistake and first
mistake is always pardonable.
Nisha,
on the other hand wanted to go back to Pune at the earliest. But
given the situation, no matter how much badly she wanted to return,
she couldn't. She had some responsibilities towards her sister. She
felt terribly guilty for the things that had happened yesterday. She
cursed herself for losing all her self control. How could she do
that? How could she get attracted towards her sister's husband, when
her sister was away? Was an educated woman like her just a slave of
her senses? How could she even think of satisfying her carnal urges
when her sister was in the jail?
With
every question that popped up in her mind, Nisha felt like burying
her head into the sand. She couldn't face anyone, not even herself.
Whenever the scenes of the previous night played in her mind, she
would shut her eyes tightly, as if doing so was going to erase the
past. Everything had changed after the previous night for the two.
Vinay
drove frantically to the jail. He wanted to meet Sulabha, and find
answers to the questions that had been pricking him for quite
sometime. He wanted to assure Sulabha that if she came clean,
probably their relationship wouldn't suffer minimal damage. But what
if Sulabha had made up her mind not to stay with him any longer. The
sentence in her statement where she had said, her life would have
been different if she had married the man of her choice continued to
haunt Vinay. What would he say if she had decided to go with another
man? Was he going to hold her back only because there was a legal
document which bound them together? Is a mere paper so mighty that it
can hold together a crumbling marriage?
Vinay
stopped his car in the middle of the road. Was it a right decision to
meet Sulabha in the jail, was the question he kept on asking himself.
Though he had read it in her statement, he was not mentally prepared
to hear it from her mouth. Destiny had put him in a strange dilemma.
It
was only when the truck driver behind him hurled a series of abuses
at him that Vinay started the car again. His legs on the accelerator,
but his mind seriously doubting his decision to visit Sulabha.
He
decided to divert his mind away from that thought. He saw the
bellowing clouds in the sky. They reminded him of the events that had
taken place the previous nights. He had certainly drifted away for
sometime, though he was not sure if it could be called cheating.
Wasn't Sulabha a human being too? Wasn't she allowed to commit
mistakes, only because she was a woman that too a married one?
Vinay's mind was presenting sharp, convincing arguments for both the
sides, what it didn't deliver though was the final verdict.
***
Vinay
parked the car in the parking lot of the jail and walked towards the
meeting room with heavy legs. The police constable wearing crisp
ironed khaki uniform asked him to wait in the waiting room for there
was some more time for his scheduled appointment. Fidgeting the keys
of his car, Vinay tapped both his feet.
Hi Mahesh,
ReplyDeleteIt seems like this is a continuous series and looks interesting to me. Will be sure to check out the other posts soon. Happy A2Zing buddy :)
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