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Changing Thoughts


" Ajabde." Jaivanta Bai hugged her as Kunwar Pratap unknowingly smiled at the duo. He didn't realise he was not feeling jealous of Ranima's affection for her anymore.

" It's so good that you are back." Sajja smiled. " Now you will help us with the Teej preparations." Ajabde smiled nodding as Kunwar Pratap said " I will go to the arena, I will be there after... I mean....at Lunch." He left in haste as Jaivanta Bai stared at Ajabde who had a little pink blush on her cheeks. Jaivanta Bai smiled as she was not sure if Pratap said that to her or his wife.

 

All through the day, Ajabde helped by going through the smallest details of the Teej Preparations until lunchtime. All the Ranis were impressed by how she knew everything so easily. She walked into her room post lunch and gasped at the scene. The maps, the books, and his things were all scattered where they were not meant to be. The Daasis were apparently too scared to touch his important things. She dispersed them after opening her trunks and started gathering his books and papers.

" I was not here for a few days and the room has become a crow's nest." She was telling herself aloud.

 

" You said something?" His voice from behind made her stop wide-eyed before she said.

" No Nothing!" He looked at the new Ramayana left unattended at the table as he picked it up after removing his pagri and placing it on the table.

" Aree you didn't place it on the puja Ghar table?" He was about to when she stopped him.

" Wait! It needs to be purified." A confused Kunwar Pratap stopped with the book in hand and Ajabde walked up and sprinkled some water of the Ganges on it uttering some mantras.

" Now you can." She nodded. He placed the Ramayana replacing the old one and sat down at the side of the table. She was walking back to the unattended scattered maps when he stopped her.

 

" I thought we would be reading some Ramayana." She turned back to see him turn the pages.

" The... maps...."

" They can wait." He patted her seat as he opened a page. " Here, read this part and say what you think."

She sat down to read. He was ready to listen.

 

" Tell me, everyone says oh Ram, that Kaikeyi is your father's favourite. But you say he loves Maata Kausalya more. Why?" Ajabde read the excerpts out loud as he sat hearing, staring at the book.

" Ram says, Kaikeyi is his favourite queen, but my mother is his wife."

" What does Lord Ram mean by that?" Kunwar Pratap looked up from the book at her face.

" With Kaikeyi he ruled the kingdom as a king. She was known for her political knowledge. With Kausalya, he stayed as a husband, she was his wife, the only one who had half the right in everything, his puja, his charity, his children, and his life. The others were queens. they shared the kingdom as coregent and not the vows." Ajabde explained in simple words what was written.

 

" Wives and Queens are different?" He asked, a little surprised.

" Yes, Lord Ram says that the wife he respects and loves. The queen he... loves and lusts..." She sounded a little embarrassed with the explanation.

He was absent-minded. She continued, " Maata Sita asked, were alliances important?" Kunwar Pratap was eager to know the answer.

" He said they were needed, not a necessity. He said he believed in marriages, not alliances made out of weddings."

" He's right, I think." Kunwar Pratap shrugged as Ajabde smiled. " He is always right, he is Lord Ram."

" You know what that means?" He asked, his eyes twinkling.

" What?" She asked surprised.

" Ranima is Daajiraj's wife and Chotima is his queen. It's different." The moment Kunwar Pratap said that he felt uneasy. He had never shared with anyone how much it bothered him when everyone addressed Chotima as his father's favourite. And today, how easily he had expressed that to her. Ajabde understood his feelings. She nodded, adding " Ranaji respects Ranima a lot." That made him smile as she resumed with the book.

 

She was making garlands for the Sandhipuja when he was leaving and he said " Kunwaraniji, I forgot to tell you, there is a trip to Jalore next week."

" When are you leaving?"

" I... we are going three days after Teej for my sister's wedding. Ranima will tell you." He left her smiling to herself.

Ranima had called to select gifts for the bride and also gifted Ajabde a red Jora and jewellery for her first Teej. She smiled and took Ranima's blessings.

 

" Kunwarsa!" Sajja stopped Pratap on his way, a day before Teej. He turned around as she walked up to him, " What gift did you buy?"She asked in a teasing tone.

" Gift? For whom?" He was confused.

" Ohho! You are so naive! Kunwar Sa!" Sajja Bai scolded. " You need to give something to Kuwaranisa as she will fast for you, remember?" She left an utterly confused Kunwar Pratap who had never given so many gifts in his life as he was giving in the past month.

 

Teej was here and all the ladies woke before dawn for the Sargi. Before leaving the room, Ajabde made sure that the pillow between them was removed as he still slept at his side. She then left for the Sargi.

His sleep broke with her cough. She was coughing due to the excess smoke from the Dhuna that had filled the puja room. He sat up looking worried as she coughed.

" Kunwaraniji, have some water." He suggested.

" I ... Ss... Shama kijiye .... you woke from my..." She managed in between the coughs.

" Water..."

" I can't... Vrat hai..." She managed before coughing some more and then walking out for some fresh air. But Kunwar Pratap could read her mind, she walked out thinking her cough disturbed him. He shook his head trying to shake off a guilty feeling.

 

First thing in the morning he took Chakrapani to the jeweller and ordered something because he was too shy to go by himself, in case someone saw him, in a jeweller's shop on Teej they would know. Then he and Shakti were at the arena like usual. He had warned Chakrapani not to spill a word to his brother. Padmavati was in the garden when both the brothers were walking back into the Ranimahal. Seeing their sister sulk, they walked up to her.

 

" What happened now?" Shakti was fed up with his sibling.

" Ranima has told me to fast for... " She stopped.

" Kunwar Aditya Narayan. He is your husband." Shakti's tone was indifferent.

" He is not, he will be, why will I fast now?"

" So that he doesn't run away changing his mind." Shakti chuckled. " He won't know the trouble he is getting into."

" Dadabhai Pratap! See he is teasing me." She complained.

" Ohho! Bhai Shakti. Don't say that." Padmavati smiled as Kunwar Pratap spoke.

" He can run away after the wedding too." Kunwar Pratap chuckled as Kunwar Shakti laughed along and Padmavati fumed.

" Bhabisa. Bhabisaa!"

 

To Kunwar Pratap and Kunwar Shakti's utter shock now Padmavati was shouting for support from Ajabde. They didn't know she was in the garden, her face covered as she came out from one of the bushes with her flower basket.

" What happened, Rajkumarisa?" She asked in a soft calm voice as Kunwar Pratap and Kunwar Shakti turned to spot her and then stared at each other.

" Ohho! I have said this so many times, call me Padma! Bhabisa, they are teasing me!"

" No, we are not," Shakti spoke seriously. Kunwar Pratap was quiet.

" I won't keep the vrat for someone. Why will I harm myself?" She spoke.

" Who said you are fasting for him? It's for your good." Ajabde's words made Padmavati and Shakti stare at her shocked as Kunwar Pratap waited for her rational logic.

" You see... When we fast, our soul gets purified and we ... umm... the skin glows..."

" It does?" Padmavati asked.

" Yes it does, it helps our system only, so you are helping yourself and not fasting for someone."

" You know so much!" Padmavati exclaimed as Shakti added, " Still he is going to escape from the Mandap." That made Padmavati chase him as Kunwar Pratap warned " Dheere..." and Ajabde smiled at the duo.

 

She was about to leave when he said " Dhanyavaad." She turned around to ask " Who..."

" Kunwar Aditya Narayan, Prince of Bikaner." She nodded and was leaving when he added " I almost forgot, I am going to the village with Raoji for some work, I can be late, can you tell Ranima?"

" All right." She nodded before leaving. Kunwar Pratap had no idea how Teej worked or the fact that he needed to break her fast. Ajabde, knowing that, decided not to come between his work and motherland, as she promised.

 

It was very late at night when Ranima saw Ajabde waiting with her puja thali still in her room and sighed. She walked across to the Map room, surprised to find Kunwar Pratap lost at work.

" Kunwar Pratap!" Her tone made him sure that he was in for some scolding.

" Ji?"

" How irresponsible are you towards Ajabde? Your responsibility towards her is as much as it is towards Mewar or me. She is fasting all day and waiting for you to break her fast and you are too busy till so late..." Ranima was clearly angry as he reassured her and rushed to the room.

 

Ajabde was feeling tired. She was not hungry or sleepy, just tired of the heavy jewellery and Jora when he walked in. She smiled at him faintly asking " Can I get you some water?"

" Why didn't you tell me?" Came a question full of guilt.

" Tell you what Kunwar Sa?"

" What is needed for breaking this fast?"

" You had work, and telling that would make me break my vow of not coming between you and your work." She said it so firmly that it amazed him. Her ideals were so high. He stepped up to her saying " Do what you have to do first."

She nodded in silence and did the puja, his aarti and then washed his feet. He was a little uncomfortable as she took his blessings and he added " You don't need to do that..."

She said " Paani."

" Ji?" He was clueless.

" You have to make me drink the..."

He held the lota as she took a sip and she indicated the sweet. This time he gave it in her hand and she ate it herself and she pointed at the thaali with her eyes. What? His eyes asked.

" Sindoor." She spoke up. He was still clueless so she removed the maangtika from her hairline.

" Ohh." He took a small amount and put it over the sindoor that was already there.

" Now can I bring you water?" She asked me to put down her thaal.

 

" Daasi." He called as she looked confused. " Bring our dinner in the room today, it's too late for the hall.." He added looking at her as she nodded. They discarded the Daasis after they brought food and she served him. He looked at her empty plate as she sat in front waiting for him to finish his food.

" You should eat too, it's late." He spoke up.

" I... will... later... after I serve you." She was in slight discomfort eating in front of him.

" You are the one who was fasting so I should serve you." His logic made her laugh as he looked shocked.

" Why? What was funny?" He frowned as she stopped, scared.

" I... mean.." She became serious. " I have never heard someone tell he will serve his..." She stopped looking away.

" Kunwaraniji. Does the whole of Rajputana tell you what happens in their homes that you know no one tells?" He asked amused. " Have you seen Chakrapani?" That made her laugh as he laughed too.

" He is very scared of Bhago." She concluded. " She has changed so much."

" Changed?" He asked as he put the daal in her empty bowl.

" Yes, when we were children, I used to order her around, and she used to listen sheepishly." She smiled at the memories.

" Chakrapani is always scared of everyone since we were in Gurukul." He added.

" I have never been scared of anyone." She said while eating.

" Accha?" He smiled amused with a hint of taunt in his voice that made her stop chewing her food as she looked up.

" I... was scared once.... when Bijolia was attacked by the Afghans." She shivered at the memory. " We were stuck in a room for three days, Maa Sa, Ratan and me."

" Which Afghan?" He frowned, displeased at her experience.

" Shams Khan."

" My first war was..."

" With him, before you killed him. I know." He looked at her pleased as she quickly added " The whole Rajputana knows" making him smile.

 

After dinner, while he was getting ready for bed he remembered he had forgotten to give her the... she was already fast asleep and he didn't want to wake her. Ajabde woke up to spot a pair of silver three-stranded Payal neatly kept over the pillow in between with a small paper that read " For Teej." She smiled at his sleeping figure before taking it.

Kunwar Pratap woke up with her Bhajan and as he was putting on his pagri, he heard an unfamiliar noise from Payal, when he turned around and saw his gift on her feet. She handed him the prasad as he said " Chalte hai." He was at the door when she thought she should thank him and walked out behind him.

 

Dheer Bai saw them walk out as she spoke to Kunwar Pratap. " Kunwarsa, I know you care for no one except your Matribhumi but this was not right, I heard you made Kuwaraniji wait for such a long time..." Kunwar Pratap was feeling guilty and that showed on his face as Ajabde interrupted.

" Ranisa, It was my fault, I didn't tell him the rituals as I didn't want to interrupt his work." Kunwar Pratap looked pleased as he added " Chalte hai Chotima." He then stopped and suddenly turned around and spoke to Ajabde, in front of the Bhatiyani Queen, shocking them both.

" Kuwaraniji, why do you call Chotima Ranisa? I don't think she would mind if you called her Chotima instead."

" No, why will I..." Came a soft voice, her face showing otherwise as Dheerbai walked away. Ajabde was too shocked to react as she saw him walk away as she murmured " Dhanyavad Kunwarsa." To herself.

 

Two days later, they were on the way to Jalore as his horse rode beside her palanquin he asked " Do you want to stop to rest here for some time Kuwaraniji?"

" Whatever You decide." A reply came.

" I thought you made your decisions." He taunted.

" Only important ones." There was a hint of amusement in her voice as he shook his head with a smile and ordered " We rest here before going the rest of the way.

She was cleaning her face in the water of the pond as he stood at a distance and remembered their first meeting. She seemed happy that day. He thought absentmindedly as he saw her smile at a Daasi saying something.

 

They were welcomed to Jalore in all grandeur as Princesses flocked around Kunwarani Ajabde wanting to know the luckiest girl in Rajputana. Some were looking at her simple ways with hints of jealousy as well. Ajabde didn't enjoy the attention. She kept staring at the men's end from behind her veil as she spotted him talking to people. The wedding started and she stood right across from him at the mandap. He knew she was looking at him, even from behind that veil, how he didn't know. The Kanyadaan was being done, and the couple sat hand in hand smiling at each other, Ajabde's mind travelled back to her wedding when he actually didn't touch her hand. As she looked up at him, her heart skipped a beat as he was looking straight at her, and something told her he was thinking the same. They both looked away.

 

The Pheras were on as the Panditji read out the vows " I as a wife promise to give you a family and protect your happiness..." " I as a husband will love and honour you..." Ajabde suddenly felt a lump in her throat as she walked away from the scene unnoticed and into the open roof for some fresh air. She gulped down a glass of water and quickly wiped away the traces of tears that had come before she took a deep breath, smiled and walked back in. Kunwar Pratap had seen her leave and in his heart, he knew why. He didn't have the bravery he needed to face her and decided to leave her alone. He was happy that she returned before the pheras were over.

 

Once they were in the hall for the remaining rasms, he came and stood beside her as Ajabde spotted that most of the eyes in the room were on them instead of the newlywed. She looked at him, aware but not bothered by the attention. The youngest princess asked her mother, " Why does the bride sit on the left Maasa?"

" Why don't you ask Dadabhai Pratap? He's newly married." His Mamisa replied as his eyes widened.

" Bataiye naa." The young girl urged as all eyes were on him, he seemed clueless.

" I... Ummm.... why... left..." He murmured. Smiling inwardly, Ajabde softly said " Heart!"

He heard her as he said " Ummm... yes... heart... the heart is on the left and it pumps blood and gives us life, similarly ... Ummm.... the bride is on the left because.... because ... " He stopped and took a breath. " Like the heart, the wife gives you life, saves you, protects you, purifies your soul and life." He didn't fumble on it surprising himself and Ajabde as his Mamisa teased

" Aree wah, Kunwaraniji, people don't tell you are the luckiest girl in Rajputana, without a reason! Kunwar Pratap proved that today."

Ajabde blushed, smiling as a guilty feeling crept into Pratap's heart as he studied her pretentious happy face and then his sister's happy one.

 

As they were leaving, before she went into the palanquin he asked

" Kunwaraniji... are you alright?"

" Yes, I am just tired. " She knew what he was asking but pretended not to. This made her appear stronger to him. Her strong self made him more guilty inside. Maybe I am wrong about what I think of wives, or maybe like Ranima said she is not like the others. He was lost in thoughts as he rode home silently. He stared at the semi-transparent purdah and watched her admire the ring he gave absentmindedly.




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  1. Loved the line where u mentioned he didnt had the bravery to face her. He is still learning the tough face an angelic heart can have... though he too is angelic... The realisation is gonna be really a difficult part n u (BOTH PRATAP N SURANYA) will have to work on it very carefully!!!
    With the explanation abt wife n queen n also abt bride being on left as heart n ur increasing guilt WHAT WILL U DO? ??

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  2. just now did something fun... read this update n then went back n read the updates for strange girl... just imagined a scene where in this Pratap n that Ajab even if they meet for like an hour!!! I just dread thinking who will go mad...

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  3. Ahahaha probably this Pratap and that Ajabde will be like fire and ice. Cant get along cant stay away types.

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Bondita's Mama came to Tulsipur to meet his daughter. He was a poor man and wore a short dhoti and a Batik shirt. It was wrong to come empty-handed to the daughter's house, so two pots of sweets accompanied him. Reluctantly, he had to go to Roy Chowdhury's house. They were the Zamindar of Tulsipur, the master of the father-in-law of Sampoorna, they needed to be respected. Apart from that, the fate of the sister and niece who he was reluctant to shelter and spent day and night rebuking them about had turned, the same sister now handed over some money to him by the end of the month, because of the kindness of Aniruddha Babu. He did not have the luxury of pushing Lakshmi away. Hence it was necessary to come to the landlord's house to meet his niece. In their house servants also dressed better than him; Look at the fate of the girl . Where he had arranged for her to stay in a corner of an old man's house, now Bondita was living a queen’s life.  Zamindar Trilochan Roy Ch...

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  উত্তর   সারাদিন কাজে মন বসেনা অনিরুদ্ধর। বাইরে অঝোরে বৃষ্টি হতে থাকে, ঝোড়োও হওয়ায় ঘরের পর্দা দোলে , জিনিসপত্র এলোমেলো হয়ে যায়। কয়েলি আসে ছোট মালিকের জিনিস গুছিয়ে দিতে, তিনি কিছু খাবেন কিনা শুধোতে কিন্তু তাকে চলে যেতে বলে ঘরে খিল দেয় অনিরুদ্ধ। একা থাকতে চায়। তার মনে আনাগোনা করে অসংখ প্রশ্ন এবং আশংকা। যে ভাবে বন্দিতা স্বেচ্ছায় মায়ের কাছে গেল আজ, সেরকম সে কোনদিন যায়না । বরং বছরে একবার জামাই ষষ্টিতে যাওয়ার আগেও একশো বার বাড়ির কাজকম্ম দেখে শুনে যায়। বটুকের পরীক্ষা, কারুর শরীর খারাপ হলে তো কথাই নেই। সেই বন্দিতা আজ হঠাৎ বাড়ি যাবে বলে কি তাড়াতাড়ি পোটলা গুছিয়েছে। এতই কি দূরে চলে গেছে সে অনিরুদ্ধের থেকে? তা কি তার নিজের দোষে? ভাবতে থাকে অনিরুদ্ধ। সে দূরে সরিয়ে দিয়েছে বলে অভিমান না কি তাকে স্বামী রূপে গ্রহণ করতে পারেনা বন্দিতা? অনিরুদ্ধ পশ্চাতাপ করে। সত্যি যদি বন্দিতা সব জেনে তাদের সম্পর্ক অস্বীকার করে, তাকে কি দোষ দেওয়া চলে? তবে কি তাই সেদিন রাত্রে জেগে থাকা সত্যেও ঘুমের অভিনয় করছিল সে? কি ভেবেছে সে অনিরুদ্ধের ব্যাপারে? কেন চারিদিক বাছবিচার না করে এমন করল অনিরুদ্ধ? নিজের প্রতিজ্ঞ...

Adornment

The rainy night had given way to a rather pleasant summer morning in Suryapali. The temperature was no longer soaring and a gentle breeze blew through the plains of Suryapali. The sun peeped out through the floating clouds occasionally. Priyambada walked into her chambers after a luncheon to find trays laid with drapes and jewellery, waiting for her. “The Maharani sent this for some celebration in the evening,” Vrinda spoke, bowing at her mistress who nodded silently. Priyambada eyed the trays and exhaled. She wasn’t sure if anyone talked to Ishaan Dev about the rituals. She dismissed Vrinda and decided to read the scripture. As Priyambada sat down on the edge of the bed, scripture in hand, her thoughts travelled to the happenings of the night and she inhaled as her throat felt dry. Why did he stop? Did he feel that he had offended her? Priyambada wondered. She walked up to the attire laid down for the evening and picked up the drape wrapped into a bodice and wrap-around skirt. They w...

Ghore Fera

  ঘরে ফেরা   বন্দিতার মামা মেয়ের সাথে দেখা করতে আসেন তুলশিপুর। গরিবের ঘরের ছা পোষা চেহারা তার, পরনে খাটো ধুতি ও ছিটের জামা। মেয়ের শশুরবাড়িতে খালি হাতে আসা অন্যায় তাই দুটি মিষ্টির হাড়ি সাথে। অনিচ্ছা সত্তেও রায় চৌধুরী বাড়িতে যেতে হয় তাকে। তারা তুলশিপুরের জমিদার, সম্পূর্ণার শ্বশুরের মনিব, তাদের সম্মান করে চলা মঙ্গল। তা ছাড়া যে বোন  ও বোনঝিকে আশ্রয় দেওয়া নিয়ে দিনরাত কথা শোনাতে বাঁধতো না তার, সেই বোন  এখন মাস গেলে তার হাতে টাকা তুলে দেয়, অনিরুদ্ধ বাবুর দয়ায়। হাতে আসা লক্ষ্মী পায়ে ঠেলার বিলাসিতা করার মত মুরোদ নয় তার। অগত্যা বোনঝির সাথে দেখা করতে জমিদার বাড়ি আসা। এদের বাড়ির চাকররাও  তার থেকে ভাল পোশাক পরে; ভাগ্য দেখো মেয়েটার। কোথায় কোন বুড়োর বাড়ির এক কোণে পরে থাকার ব্যবস্থা করেছিল সে, এখন বন্দিতা রাজরানী।  জমিদার ত্রিলোচন রায় চৌধুরীর যাকে পছন্দ নয় তাকে তিনি সেটা বুঝিয়ে দিতে দ্বিধা বোধ করেন না। বন্দিতার মামা তার তেমন এক অপছন্দের পাত্র । বৌমার মুখে তিনি যা  শুনেছেন তারপর বৌমার তাদের প্রতি টান দেখে আশ্চর্য হন ত্রিলোচন বাবু। কিন্তু কুটুম্ব তারা। হাতে কর...

Trust

Ishaan Dev woke up at the sound of the hourly bells and trumpets and found himself alone in bed. It took him some time to realise that he had perhaps overslept as he looked confused, half asleep first at the hourglass and then at the sun rays coming into the chambers through the swaying curtains. He sat up to suddenly remember the happenings of the night, as his eyes travelled to the blood stain on the sheet and he sat in contemplation for a good few minutes. He finally had his moment with Priyambada and it was nothing like he had imagined it to be. A part of him that yearned to touch her and taste her was satisfied enough to realise that his longing for her was not only physical. When bodies entwined in the union, and he had pushed himself in, as he had with a hundred other women before her, something in him felt a different sense of completeness and fulfilment that he realised was missing from his life. He had seen Priyambada react to the sensations that were completely new to her, m...

Gratefulness

Aniruddha did not return home that night, he informed on the telephone that he was stuck in urgent work so he would return home the next day after spending the night at the client's house. Bondita spent a sleepless night. What would she tell Barrister Babu? And why would he believe it? She was lost in her thoughts twisting and turning in bed all night. She was hurt. Was her husband so reluctant towards their relationship that he did not wish to return home because of her? Once he was busy with some work and was pacing in the study room. Bondita was a child. Her Jetha Shoshur Moshai had taught her to serve her husband. She used to see Bihari take a cup of tea to the study room every day. Despite Bihari's resistance, she picked up the cup of tea that day.  "Don't do this, Ginnima ," Bihari was terrified. “Barrister Babu does not like to talk or be disturbed during his work. If he gets angry, I will lose my job.” Bondita ignored his words and entered the study room w...