Shackles of Desire - Chapter 17
Watching her go down, Vikramveer’s body started to shake violently. He gripped the chain around his neck and pulled with every force in his body. The henchman holding it skidded with the impact and collapsed on the floor near his father’s feet.
He pulled at the chain holding his hands
captive and instantaneously the henchman also pulled but Vikramveer’s grip was
stronger than his. He was about to twist the chain around the henchman’s neck
when Thakur Baldev rushed to him and took the chain from him.
The numbness settling inside Veera was
welcoming but he still registered everything that was happening in front. His
mind observed and gulped down every piece of the scenes ahead. He watched as
Thakur Baldev lowered himself to his father’s level.
“I have been waiting for this day for so
long. Killing all of you, especially you Vikramveer, is so overtly satisfying.”
Saying this Thakur Baldev along with some
henchman started to pull at the chain raising his father in the air.
Veera’s senses came alive just as he saw
his father’s body shaking violently as spasm after spasm hit him. And then as
he hung from the top of the bar, Thakur Baldev pulled with all his might and a
forceful tremor rippled through his father.
Although he saw his father’s body become
lifeless, Veera couldn’t respond. Every sense of his had closed down. But his
eyes still remained open as if his mind had decided that it wanted him to
remember each and everything that was happening.
Thakur Baldev let go of the chain and his
father’s body fell on the floor. Then he gestured to some of the henchmen who
picked up his mother’s and father’s body and loaded it to the cart standing
outside.
“These?” the henchman holding his sister
down asked gesturing to them.
“Put them in the cart. Once we get to the
forest kill the girl,” Thakur Baldev said looking at Veera.
“The boy?”
“Burn him alive.”
He and his sister were picked up and thrown
on top of their parents’ bodies. Veera wanted to touch them but couldn’t. His
sister stared at him but he couldn’t do anything but stare back.
They reached deep within the forest in no
time.
Thakur Baldev ordered the henchmen to get
them down on the forest floor. As soon as they hit the floor, one of the
henchmen took hold of his sister and placed a knife at her throat.
She blinked and looked at him.
“Bhaisa!”
That was the last word, which came out of
her mouth as the henchman holding her dug the knife deeper and sliced through.
“Come on, we don’t have time. Pour the fuel
on them,” Thakur Virendra said picking up one of the cans from the cart.
They started to pour and within seconds all
of them were drenched with petrol.
Thakur Ratan struck a lighted match to the
heap where his mother and father were lying.
Veera watched as the flame started to rise
from the pyre. His heart pumped but he didn’t know how to react for everything
inside him was dead. He helplessly watched one of the henchmen pick up his
sister and shove her towards the burning pyre.
The moment he saw his sister’s dress
flaming, something jerked him alive. He scrambled to her and tried to pull her
away from the fire but only managed to smear his hand with her blood. He looked
at his hand and screamed and instantly felt a hand clamping his mouth silencing
the scream.
Suddenly Thakur Baldev raised his head and
placed a finger on his lips silencing everyone.
Veera could hear faint murmurs of people
coming from far behind.
Thakur Baldev quickly gestured them to take
Veera away to the other part of the forest.
Veera kicked and shoved as he was picked up
by the henchmen but he was powerless against all these men.
As they reached the other part of the
forest something in him just sneered to life. He bit on the hand on his mouth
and just as it was lowered, he screamed with all his might.
“ISHI!”
His mouth was clamped again and this time a
cloth was shoved inside and a knife was placed on the throat.
As they turned the corner, he heard Thakur
Ratan arguing with his father that he had dropped his knife when Veera had bit
his hand.
“We can’t leave anything behind. Let’s go
and find it. Bring the boy,” Thakur Baldev ordered.
But just as they turned around, they froze.
Ishi was standing staring at them just ten
paces away. As her gaze locked with Veera’s, her eyes widened with realisation.
Then she looked at her feet and jerked her head up at him.
Veera struggled to get the hand off his
mouth but couldn’t. He looked pleadingly at Ishi willing her to help him but
she just stared.
Thakur Baldev stepped right in front of him
cutting off his eye contact with her.
And then they backed up along the path they
had come from and reached the spot where the pyre was still burning.
The murmurs were no longer there. Other
than the burning smell of flesh and crackling of the fire there was nothing.
Just as they reached a small clearing,
Thakur Baldev pulled Veera’s face up by his chin.
“Now you will know what happens when you
mess around with a Raijdas girl.”
“Kill him,” Thakur Baldev ordered.
“But Baba—”
Thakur Baldev jerked his head towards his
son Virendra in anger.
“No buts. Kill him now. We can’t wait any
longer.”
Saying this he flicked his gaze to the
henchman holding him.
Veera felt the sharp edge of the knife on
his throat and he closed his eyes. But suddenly he was lowered to the floor of
the forest. As Thakur Baldev nodded to one of the henchmen, he saw a knife
coming at him.
And for once every cell became still
waiting for the deathly blow to strike him down.
The knife went through the middle of his
chest choking everything and blinding him. Slowly everything started to darken
around him and he gave him completely.
But something forced him to open his eyes
as if his mind was trying to imprint the faces that had caused all this.
He didn’t even flinch as Thakur Baldev
threw a lighted match at him.
As he felt the sting of fire on his skin,
he jerked his head towards the burning pyre next to him and watched his parents
and sister burn to ashes.
And the last thing he heard before all his
senses gave away was Thakur Baldev’s voice saying:
“Good thing Ishani told us about the deed
thing otherwise we would have lost the haveli.”
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