Shackles of Desire - Chapter 8
That night Veera couldn’t sleep. He sat at
his window and looked towards the forest. The longing to see her was so strong
that he was about to jump out of the window but a faint call stopped him.
“Bhai-Bhaisa!”
The timid yet strong emotion in his
sister’s voice instantly brought him to her side. But the moment he sat down
next to her, his protective instincts kicked in. He clasped her trembling
little hands in his and smiled.
“Are you……are you going away?” she asked in
a trembling whisper.
Veera shook his head and dragged her
towards him. Just as she came and sat down close to him, he pulled her pigtail
playfully.
“How can I? If I leave who will tease you
and fight with you?” he asked in return trying to change the train of her
thoughts.
She pouted and then linked her arm with her
brother’s.
“I don’t want you to leave. Promise me
you’ll never leave me,” she said extending her hand to him.
Without thinking for another second, he
clasped her hand and smiled amiably.
“I promise, no matter what happens I’m not
leaving you ever. And you have promised me that you’ll always stay by my side.”
Gera nodded and then stood up on the bed
and started to jump up and down in excitement. The huge stretched smile on her
face was so infectious that Veera instantly forgot all his worries and started
to smile with her. In minutes, they both were dancing in the room laughing
hysterically.
By the time she had slept off exhausted,
the clock had already struck the midnight hour. He waited for his sister to
reach her deepest of slumbers and the moment she did, he climbed out of the
window, down the tree and ran in lightening speed towards the forest.
As he climbed the tree and reached the top
branch, his heart thudded with the thought of never seeing her ever again after
this. He sat down on the branch and looked inside.
And there she was, sleeping peacefully
oblivious to everything that had happened. But he couldn’t leave without
telling her everything. She had the right to know.
Veera stretched his hand and clasped the
rails of her window and then climbed into the room.
That night had been the hardest for Veera.
Telling her the whole thing had made the matter worse. Seeing her shedding
countless tears had been unbearable. Although he had tried his best not to cry
his voice had trembled with aching pain. And finally came the time to leave.
Veera stood up from the bed and slowly
approached the window. Before climbing down he turned and looked at her. She
was sitting on the bed looking in space.
“Ishi!”
His whispered plea turned her head and
suddenly she was in his arms, clutching him to her with every ounce of strength
in her body.
“Ishi, I have to go. It’s almost morning,”
Veera reminded her as he tried to loosen her arms but she didn’t let go but he
still struggled.
Just as he was about to loosen her arms,
she looked up at him with tear-drenched eyes and the steely control in him
dissipated. Helplessly he clutched her face in his palms and brushed off the
pearly droplets.
“Please don’t cry,” he implored.
“You’ll for-forget m-me.”
“No Ishi, I’ll never forget you.”
Saying this, he started climbing out of the
window. But before he placed his foot on the branch, he looked at her once more
and smiled, and she smiled back.
“Ishi, I’ll come back.”
“For you.”
“No matter what?”
He smiled and replied, “No matter what.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
Veera’s heart skipped a beat the moment he
heard her. He wanted to hug her but he couldn’t stay any longer. The morning
rays had already started to break the borders of darkness. He jumped on the
branch and climbed down. With one last look at her, he sped down the forest
path and vanished into the thick foliage.
By the time he had reached home, everybody
had woken up in the household. Knowing he will be discovered if he tried to
climb up to the window of his room, he boldly entered through the main entrance
and true to his assumptions his father stopped him just as he was about to
climb the stairs to their inner quarters.
“Where did you go this early in the
morning?”
Taking deep breathe, Veera slowly turned
and looked at his father. He had to answer his father but there were no words
in him right now. He saw his father staring at him with strange eyes and then
suddenly he walked up to him and placed his hand on his head.
Ruffling his hair, he said in a soft tone,
“Go to your room and sleep.”
Watching his father’s retreating back,
Veera swallowed the lump of pain in his throat. There were so many things he
wanted to say to his father but he couldn’t for words would never be enough to
convey what he was feeling right now.
That day he had learnt an important lesson.
When it comes to family, he will always
keep them first no matter how much it hurts him to do so.
The morning came with a heavy heart. Veera
hadn’t slept the whole night as he couldn’t think about anything else other
than not meeting her again. He looked at his father as he discussed the
panchayat matter with his uncle. He couldn’t concentrate on anything they were
saying. Not able to take it anymore he got up and was about to go to his room
when he heard his father call out to him.
“You are coming with us to the panchayat
meeting.”
Veera looked at him with surprise not
understanding why his father was taking him to such a thing when all he wanted
to do was to be alone.
However, the moment they reached the
panchayat ground, he understood why he had been asked to accompany his father.
Rajneesh was standing with his uncle and
father looking at him evilly.
As he neared the area where the Sangawats
were advised to sit, he felt a murmur starting in the crowd gathered there.
Their side of the village was with them and all of them were glaring at the
Raijdas family.
“Vikramveer, we have discussed the matter
and analysed facts from both sides. As
you have appealed that it was wrong for Rajneesh to have attacked your nephew
and son, it was also wrong for your son to be on their side of the forest,” the
main panch said.
Veera was about to refute but Vikramveer’s
raised hand stopped him.
“Therefore we have decided that both
Rajneesh and Veera will leave their respective villages by tomorrow morning.”
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