Mum's First Lover.

“Mum’s first lover”

an erotic love story

Harshavardhan.C

 

Copyright: Harshavardhan. C

Published in 2017

Price: INR: 99

‘Mum’s First Lover’

an erotic love story

Harshavardhan.C

 

Prologue

 

It is difficult to define the word ‘Love’. But it is quite but natural that everybody will fall in love one day or other.

‘Love me dear’, the three small but beautiful words which are spell out emotionally with a good feel for a great pleasure.

It symbolizes just like the Eskimos who have many different words to describe the different kinds of snow, which often they experience; and so also love can be a kind of beautiful experience.

Love truly means fondness, liking, attachment, affection, friendliness, cordiality, devotion, warmth, adoration, infatuation, desire, longing, worship, savour, admire and so on so forth.

The world knows very well since when do the men and the women fall in love? It is very well understood that when once they have experienced sweet memoires of their souls meeting each other, before they know that they are made for each other.

And it is as certain as the existence of the universe that everyone should fall in love or experience the thrill of the three little, but beautiful words ‘I love you’ as long as human journey continues in this wonder world.

Love means bliss while attaining through spiritual unity, but certainly something much greater than lust and physical unity. But one thing is universal in love as far as human feelings and emotions are concerned.

From Elizabethan stage to the silver screen, great many wars, battles, crusades and conspiracies have been depicted as if they have really happened only for love, whatever might be the cause and effect.

Any attempt either by the writer or by the film maker while depicting a love story, definitely reminds the reader or the viewer either of the two extremities, one happy end and the other one of course tragic end.

Love can’t be called true love unless there should be fair understanding between two souls. Love never be called true love if it is one side, half hearted, jealous and selfish. ‘Love’ means love in true spirit, because it is undoubtedly true and pure; and is meant for sacrifices of the one for the other.

In fact the word tragedy is coined only when true love ends in failure. The dead in the war become martyrs in one’s own country, where as in the story of love, the death of the lovers remain in the world forever as a classic love.

And the word erotic love is the product of the final stage of lust for sexual enjoyment. Then it poses a challenge to the true lovers as will it stand the scrutiny of ‘love’?

No true love/lover will accept it. Then what exactly love means? Please read and feel the thrill of love.

 

Chapter: 1

 

It was not just a story of my son, Master Rohit, which I was recollecting.

“Mum I have seen a pretty girl in my class and she is nice and I hope you permit me to befriend her” Rohit asked me quite anxiously.

Rohit was aged fifteen; and he was only son to me. I became widow when he was hardly two years and since then we were living with my dad.

When I was about to leave home for college Rohit put to me an embarrassed question. Of course I didn’t take it serious and so I didn’t respond to him.

“Mum please” He again asked me, perhaps with a fond hope of getting green signal from me.

I said “no”

“Then I will be happy if you swift me to boys’ school Mum” He said seriously.

It seemed he was hurt. He was doing his 10th standard in a corporate school. In sports and in academic line he was doing exceptionally well.

Always he used to come first in his school, both in sports and in studies. He was quite frank and used to express openly everything whether it were his needs or necessities.

But now to my surprise he had asked me permission to befriend a girl of adolescent age and he himself being an adolescent.

I had a doubt whether he had clarity and thorough knowledge about what he had asked me?

I couldn’t understand his intention whether it was really for making friendship with the girl or was he in love with her or did he ask my permission for something more than that?

I was seriously thinking about his desire whatsoever it might be.

And he was anxiously looking at me for my reply. “Don’t you have boys in your class Rohit?” “Yes mum, mine is a co-education”

“Then why do you want to make friendship with a girl but not with boys Rohit?” I put to him.

“As boys are elder than me and also they are more jealous and rough; but the girls are younger than me and are polite and that is the reason why I want to make friendship with Honey”

“Why are you so fond of Honey? And why don’t you choose the best from others?”

“No, she is the best mum. Of course there are few more girls in my class and they are only my classmates; but Honey is something special for me”

“Why special? Is she the one and the only gorgeous girl in your class? And do others are only average?” I put him in a quandary.

“I don’t know what exactly beauty means mum, but I think beauty includes intellect, good culture, well manners, kind heart and I could find all these qualities in Honey”

In fact it was not that easy even for adults like me to answer what exactly beauty means? But he gave a novel answer by properly discriminating between the physical beauty which was only time bound from soul and its inner beauty which was ever lasting.

And then I was confused as what he asked was not a thing to be bought in the supermarket or borrow it from somebody, but it was certainly the honour of a girl.

Rohit by and large was an innocent boy; and as a mother I alone brought him up. I might fail to guide him properly, or taught him about social relations; and for the first time I was feeling the absence of his dad from this world.

“I am sorry to put you in puzzle mum; and it is not so urgent, you may think and tell me later” He just said and left for his school.

I was still thinking. After all what did he ask me? He was very frank and fair in requesting me for permission to make friendship with a girl of his choice.

I never knew or experienced earlier as any boy or girl asking prior permission of their mum or dad to make friendship with a fiancé or fiancée.

Then I had a doubt as to why this wonderful boy had only selected a girl friend at this adolescent age? Why did he not prefer to make friendship with a boy?

I came out from my bungalow to attend to my job, but still my thoughts were revolving round his dream girl.

Did he love the girl and asking my permission to proceed further at this adolescent age?

For any sensible mother it was definitely a painful question; and any mother of fifteen year’s boy couldn’t expect that he would dare ask such a question directly his mum or dad.

Both as a mother and also as a teacher if it were somebody I would have certainly cut him to size. But for me he happened to be my only son and on whom I had so many expectations.

When I was seriously thinking, Rohit suddenly returned home few minutes after his departure. And I found him searching for something in my room.

“What are you searching for Rohit?” I expressed my doubt.

He said that he was searching for car keys.

“You are still minor and not issued driving licence. I never allow you to take risk Rohit and sorry the car keys are with me” I said seriously.

“If not for me, why have you purchased the second vehicle mum?” He retaliated very sharply.

“It is true, but not for a school going boy like you, but certainly I present you when you complete plus two and join in professional course”

“Okay mum I will take my bicycle, which needs no licence for peddling I suppose”

“Rohit are you heckling me?”

“Sorry mum I am not”

“Then why don’t you go by your school bus?”

“Of course, but today is the birth day of Honey. She invited me for lunch and I will go as a beggar on my old bicycle” He said in humiliation.

I could guess that he was seriously hurt; and he just reversed the host and replied me seriously.

“Do you want money?” I understood his need and asked him straight.

He didn’t respond to me at once. It was not a new thing for the parents as children on and often get themselves hurt only when they were subjected to financial restrictions.

“Tell me Rohit” As I was getting late, I again asked him hurriedly.

“Yes mum”

“Do you want to purchase a gift to her?”

“Yes of course”

“What gift you want to present to her?”

“I don’t know mum, and it depends on how much you give to me”

“It’s okay, but what I suggest you is that it is better for you to take her to shopping mall and ask her to choose whatever she likes” I said and gave him my credit card.

“Thanks mum” He took the card and brought his bicycle from the garage.

“Rohit do you want to take your fiancée for a joy ride in your car?” I understood his feelings and said.

He didn’t answer me.

“It’s okay Rohit and the rule is relaxed for this day; and you take the car keys, drive the car carefully and come home early”

“Thank you my sweet mum; and you always notice my interests” He said emotionally and took the car keys.

I could see him driving the car jubilantly and even better than me.

 

Chapter: 2

 

It was a beautiful bungalow of Mr. Anirudh, an Assistant Commissioner of police, a senior cop in the city with a high profile, known for his exceptional integrity, courage, hard work, and duty minded, besides steadfastness.

He was getting ready with a tailor made and perfect uniform and its accessories to go to his office. Though he crossed fifty, he was looking like a directly recruited IPS probationer. People never believed that he was the father of a girl of fifteen years old.

“Daddy I am ready” Honey said jubilantly.

“Happy birth day Honey and I am sorry I have to attend an important meeting headed by Home Minister and the Director General of police; and if you don’t mind I will leave the car and the driver for you and you can purchase whatever you want. And I have also arranged everything for your birth day party in the night at our home; and the decoration and other things will be looked after by the event manager, Miss. Amrin and you can invite all your schoolmates, teachers and whomever you want. If you are not satisfied with the arrangements at our bungalow, I will arrange it in a star hotel, what do you say?”

“Enough, I don’t want anything dad” She was upset as he couldn’t attend her birth day party being otherwise engaged.

“I know you are hurt baby, and so shall I leave my job once for all and join your school as a teacher and spend most of my time in your company?” He said to cajole her.

“No dad, I know that your priority is duty and I will adjust this time, but not always and you please make note of”

“Okay baby” He hugged her daughter.

“I am going, bye Honey”

“Bye dad”

 

Chapter: 3

 

It is a reputed corporate school in the heart of the city-

“We will go in my car” Said Honey.

“No I will take you in my car” Said Rohit.

“I told you in advance that we both would go for shopping” Honey reminded him.

“But I have arranged your birth day party followed by lunch”

“What is this? My dad has arranged my birth day party tonight and I have invited all of our class mates. But why have you arranged another party Rohit?” She was annoyed and said.

“I just wanted to give you a surprise. I have also invited all our class mates. Please oblige and accept my treat Honey” He requested her with warm love and affection.

“Okay, but on one condition”

“What is that? Please tell me”

“I will tell you in the evening Rohit”

“You mean in your birthday party”

“No after the party”

On invitation by Master Rohit all their classmates assembled in mini conference hall in Hotel Green Park.

Miss. Honey cut her birth day cake in the presence of her classmates, amidst their birthday greetings and cheers, followed by lunch.

Master Rohit presented her three packets.

“Why three gifts? Why do you spend huge amounts? Where do you get the money Rohit?”

“It is top secret and you may open them at your home and then tell me whether you like them or not. And you need not worry I didn’t steal money, and I have taken permission from my mum.”

“Thank you Rohit”

Later she was busy in receiving greetings from her other classmates.

“Why have you presented three gifts to her Rohit?” In the meanwhile one of his colleagues, by name Mr. Peter asked him.

Rohit did not answer him.

“Are you in love with her?” Peter couldn’t withhold his suspicion anymore and asked Rohit seriously.

“I don’t know”

“Did she express it at least?”

“No”

“Are you mad after her?”

“Why are you asking me about my personal things?”

“Because she is mine and you are after running her”

“Did she express her love to you?”

“Why should I tell you?”

“It’s okay, but anyway you please don’t question me here after”

“Then why have you arranged her birthday party so grand spending huge amounts and also presented her three gifts? By the by why have you presented three gifts to her? What are they?”

“Sorry I need not tell you”

“Then I complain her father about you; and also I inform your mother regarding spending money lavishly for the party”

“Go to hell and I don’t care”

It was 1600hrs and the party was over with lunch followed by evening’s tea and snacks.

All the invitees left the Hotel. Rohit dropped Honey at their convent. And at first he kept his three gifts and later he put that of others in her car. He stealthily picked up one gift and kept in his pocket.

Honey tried to open the gift packs presented by Rohit out of curiosity.

“No, not here Honey. Please go home and open”

“What do the gift packs contain?”

“It is a surprise; and you see them secretly and tell me, whether you like them or not”

“I t’s okay, are you not coming to my home in the night for party?”

“What is the occasion?”

“To my birthday party”

“No, I am not coming as your birthday party is already over”

“But, my dad has arranged everything and I have invited not only our classmates but also all our schoolmates for dinner and how can I cancel now?” She expressed her delicate position.

“And why should you call the jokers, I mean our classmates again to your home. They not only eat food but also eat your brain and kill your precious time; and you better spend your time with your parents” He commented them.

But she was silent for a while.

He could observe her feelings. She was out of moods.

“I am sorry” He tried to cajole her.

She didn’t speak anything.

“I said sorry, but still you are out of your moods; and I don’t understand why?”

“Then tell me whether you are attending party in the night or not?” She again asked him.

“Okay I will come”

“Promise”

“Sure and I will definitely come and extend my wishes once again to you Honey” He put his hand on her head as a token of promise.

She thanked him for hosting her birthday celebration amidst all her classmates in a grand way.

Later, he bid good bye to her.

She asked her driver to sit in the front seat by her side, and she drove the car speedily and jubilantly towards her home.

Though her driver requested her that he would be blamed by her dad, she nodded her head carelessly.

Rohit waited till she left the school and later he drove his car.

Enroot, he observed Peter taking brown sugar along with the drug edicts.

On seeing Rohit, Peter pointed out his index finger and warned him.

“You scoundrel, how dare are you to challenge me? I will kill you bastard” Rohit not only raised his voice, but also showed in action by driving the car over him.

Peter jumped and escaped narrowly and saved his life, and Rohit again drove back his vehicle speedily to run over him. But peter ran towards pavement.

“You scoundrel, I will certainly take revenge against you”

“Bloody idiot you can’t escape from me; and get ready for your dooms day” Rohit shouted and showed his index finger against Peter and drove his car rashly towards his home.

 

Chapter: 4

 

Honey on her return from the birth day party hosted by Rohit, she straight went to her bed room and bolted the door and opened the gift packs.

In the meanwhile the ACP’s bungalow was fully decorated with dazzling lights and of course with good music system on the eve of the birth day of his only daughter Miss. Honey.

The housemaid knocked her bed room door to prepare her for the birth day party.

But there was no response from Honey. She also called Honey number of times,

The housemaid became panicky and informed the situation to the ACP.

Within no time, the ACP rushed to his home and broke open the door and found Honey sitting at the corner of the wash room and she was seen weeping for a long time.

The housemaid observed her and understood that the innocent girl was matured and found that there was lot of bleeding. She informed her master in brief and asked him to stay back and that she would attend to her.

Mr. Anirudh felt for the first time his lapse for not marrying another lady soon his wife deserted him and his daughter. Had there been a step mother to Honey, at least she would have definitely taken care of her.

It was already 1700hrs; the event manager Miss. Amrin was busy in decorating the bungalow with flowers and creepers; and making seating arrangements for the guests who were likely to attend the party. And then the final part was to prepare Honey with bridal wear; and to take her to the ceremonial chair for taking the blessings of the elders and wishes of her classmates.

But in the meanwhile Mr. Anirudh called her inside and requested her to cancel the party, and that he would inform the next date to host the ceremony of adulthood of her daughter; and he paid service charges for her and her staff and also paid the miscellaneous expenses.

The event manager along with her staff and decorative materials left his bungalow in her pick up van.

He then instructed the housemaid to inform to all the guests, whoever comes to the bungalow to attend the function, as it was cancelled as both the father and the daughter left for abroad on an important task.

He then called his probationary trainee officer, Miss. Jasmine to his bungalow at once.

 

Chapter: 5

 

It was 1100hrs in the night; Master Rohit came out from his bed room. Lights were off in the bed room of his mum. He confirmed nobody, either his mum or his grandpa or the servant maid was awake.

He then took out his bicycle from the garage and came to the road point.

 

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“Are you mad or what? Why have you taken so much risk and come in the dead of the night Rohit?” Honey was annoyed by his visit and said.

“I didn’t do anything wrong Honey. But as per my promise I have come only to greet you” Rohit replied coolly.

“Do you know what is the time know?

“It is only 1155hrs and still the date is not changed you know. By the way happy birth day Honey” He gave her a chocolate.

“Thanks, but if anybody observes you what will happen?” She expressed her doubt.

“They are not devils to move in the nights disturbing their night sleep”

“My dad is a top cop you know; and further we have tight security at our home. If you are caught they will suspect you as miscreant and keep you behind bars”

“But I am not a thief and then why should I fear cops? Further I hope you are here to protect me”

“Why should I become a scapegoat for your hasty step? Moreover is it not indecent to come to my bed room at this time? And if anybody ask me about your presence in my company at this odd hours, I may not have reasonable answer and then I must bluff that I have no knowledge about you and your presence” She didn’t want to take the risk and said.

“You selfish” He tapped on her buttock.

“Idiot, why do you touch me?” She became furious.

“Why?”

“Shut up”

“Are you really serious?”

“Yes I am”

“Then sorry”

She was silent.

“Hello, I am asking you again”

“Shut up. When a girl is sitting on a mat at the corner of the hall as per Indian customs and traditions also you couldn’t guess means really you are a fool”

“I am not a fool”

“Then tell me why am I asked to sit here?”

“Unless you tell how do I know? Anyway is your birth day party gone off well? Do you feel about my absence?”

“No it is cancelled”

“Why?”

“Because of you only”

“What?”

“Yes, it is because what you wished that has happened to me”

“I couldn’t understand what you are saying”

“You tube light; recollect your presentations”

“Yes of course I do”

“Then repeat what are they?”

“Half sari, sari, and bridal wear”

“What do you mean by them?”

“When you attain puberty to wear half sari; and for betrothal full sari; and the rest of course for your marriage”

“Idiot still you didn’t catch, unless the first happen, how cum the rest succeed the first?

“Really! Have you attained puberty?”

“That is the reason why I have called you brainless fellow”

“I understood on seeing you at once baby, when you are keeping a copper pot full of drinking water, sitting on mat in the corner of the hall as per our customs and traditions like an untouchable you know. But I waited to know from your mouth only”

“What! You know everything, but you pretend to be innocent; and those who under estimate you are really fools”

“Congrats though I tell you belatedly”

“It is not the time to wish”

“Then, when can I wish you?”

“On the 5th day”

“Why are specifically telling fifth day?” He asked her quite innocently.

“As you know it is our custom and tradition that I must have ceremonial bath on the fifth day”

“And then on which date your function is scheduled?”

“On the same day after the bath and I will wear half sari. I think my dad is planning for a big ceremony on that day and you must also attend”

“It is a ladies function and you better ask your mum to invite my mum”

“My mum deserted me when I was three years old”

“Sorry, don’t you have step mother?”

“No”

“Then who will organise your function?”

“My dad called his junior Miss. Jasmine; and I think they both are planning. Anyway I will give her a list of invitees and ask her to make all arrangements she will make all arrangements and invite all of them”

“Is she with your father now?”

“She has come a little ago, and they have finished their dinner lately”

“Didn’t you join them?”

“I shouldn’t move from the place, and I have to starve for regular food for the rest of five days, but I have been served traditional food of course; and now I am only served hot milk”

“Have they gone mad or what? How can you sleep alone on the floor all through the night?”

“Don’t worry, I am provided a floor mat and I will sleep on it; and as it is a custom and tradition and it can’t be avoided. And the servant maid is already kept for my assistance”

“It is very bad; and I am very sorry to point out. It is all bloody thrash. Are we in 21st century or in Stone Age? I couldn’t understand. And your dad and his junior are alone in the bed room and are happily enjoying the comforts in the bed room and you are left to fate”

She looked at him seriously.

“Sorry what I mean is that you should not believe spinsters. More over your dad is a top cop and so young ladies may try to win over him” He tried to explain her.

“But my dad is not that type. He is a perfect gentleman”

When they were continuing their talk, Mr. Anirudh came out from his bed room.

“Who is there? Who has put on the lights?” He raised his voice; and said as he was disturbed from his work due to noise; and also illumination of lights in the hall.

Rohit did hide himself under the stair case.

In the meanwhile Miss. Jasmine came out and observed Honey.

“What baby, why are you not sleeping? Are you feeling any pain in the abdomen?”

“No I am fine”

“Its okay do you have a classmate by name Master Peter?”

“Yes”

“Where did you celebrate?”

“In the Pub Tuch”

“Did he attend your birth day party in the afternoon?”

“Yes”

“Did he present anything to you?”

“Yes”

“What is it?”

“I didn’t see it”

“You didn’t see it or it is missing?”

“I didn’t find it and I think it is missing”

“Did he tease you anywhere and at anytime?”

She did not answer her.

“Did he propose anything to you in the party?”

“Sorry, I am confused and why are you asking me so many details as investigator?”

“Yes, of course I am only investigating the case; and it is my first case of unnatural death”

“What happened to Mr. Peter?”

“Are you not aware that he has committed suicide; and left a love letter and a gold ring?”

“What?” Honey was shocked.

“Yes, it is only to propose you for marriage”

“Is he mad or what? I don’t understand I am still a child and what is his age? I think he is also a minor, then how can he? If he has really any such feelings on me means, I certainly call him a fool” She lost her temper and said seriously.

“Please don’t get irritated and lose your tong against him Honey? Let us show sympathy towards a great lover”

“He can’t be a great lover; and great lovers would never commit suicides; and they will sacrifice their lives for others. Anyway I never loved him nor did I treat him as my close friend ever. He is just one of my classmates; and that’s all. Why should I spare him? And what sympathy I have to show him? Truly speaking, I only consider him as a roadside Romeo but not my lover Jasmine”

“But he was serious about your love; and further he wanted to marry you also. At least show some sympathy on the dead”

“I hate one side lovers. Such people are not only useless but also dead weight to the society; and I call them simply cowards” Honey didn’t care him and said ruthlessly.

“Don’t belittle him; and don’t forget to respect the dead; and let us pray for his soul to rest in peace” She said sympathetically.

“You mean to say that because he died at a quite young age with desires and as such he will become devil; and his soul move around me for fulfilling his last desire Jasmine?” Honey said ridiculously.

“Whether we believe in the existence of soul after death or not you are only responsible both for the suicidal death of Mr. Peter and consequently his mother suffered massive heart attack and died on knowing his unnatural death of her only son”

“Sorry, I couldn’t understand in which way I am responsible for their deaths Jasmine?”

“Please stop it Jasmine, why do you speak about deaths to the minor during sleep time; and you may interrogate her and take her statement tomorrow, but not now” Anirudh came there and admonished Jasmine.

“Sorry sir” She said apologetically.

“It’s okay; you please leave her now”

“Okay sir, good night” She greeted him and let his bungalow.

“Has Mr. Peter committed suicide dad?”

“Please don’t brains storm yourself for unnecessary things Honey; and we will talk tomorrow. It is already very late in the night you better sleep and if you need anything, you can take the help of the servant maid, who is sleeping in the nearby store room, abutting the hall and you can just call her” He said and switched off the lights in the hall.

“Good night dad”

“Good night baby” He left for his bed room.

After confirming that Anirudh and housemaid were fast asleep, Rohit came to her.

“Why did Peter commit suicide Rohit?”

“I don’t know, but the lady officer said that she found a love letter and a gold ring in his possession, which was meant for you. Did Peter express his love to you? Or do you ever love him?”

“Shut up, you are talking too much. He gave me a gift during my birth day party, hosted by you as like our other class mates. But later I did not see it in my gifts. I don’t remember whether anybody stole it?”

“But birth day gift presented amidst all of us is different from offering a gold ring you know? Anyway, unless you give him green signal how he dares to come with a marriage proposal to you on your birth day? May be he feared to give love letter and gold ring to you and that was why he kept it with him only”

“Shut up and what nonsense are you talking? We are just minors, but you are talking quite absurdity, and may be that fool also thought himself in the same way”

“Sorry, no boy or girl will only respond unless there is clear indication may be in the form of a gesture or feeling or expression of like or dislike from the other side, do you know that?”

“Don’t be over smart; and I know you are still a pretty boy pissing in shots, but posing as you are well experienced in assessing the love and lovers”

“Then are you well experienced than me? And so there must be a good love story between you and that rough, isn’t it?”

“Dammit! Are you jealous about good looking and smart guys? That is why time and again you are bringing his name in our discussion. It may be a sheer coincidence or it might be his one side love, but certainly I don’t have any knowledge about his love or his sensitivity. Otherwise I would have definitely saved him from committing suicide” She said in firm.

“How can you save him?” He was eagerly waiting for her reply.

“I know what reply you expect from me; and I would have definitely said okay for his proposal as he is a true lover”

“I see” Rohit was hurt and his mood was spoiled.

“Are you not sleeping Honey? Why there is lighting in the hall? Why have you switched on the lights again?”

“Yes dad I have just taken water, and now I will switch off the lights and sleep” She said.

And then she switched off the lights at once.

She warned Rohit to leave the bungalow.

“Sorry, if I also leave you to fate, definitely you will hate me and disown my friendship, and so I will stay back here till morning”

“No you must leave now otherwise my dad and the servant maid may get up and you will be caught. Please go now and can come tomorrow morning Rohit”

At last he obliged her and while he was leaving her, she presented him a diary having beautiful photographs of greenery, glacial and waterfalls.

“It’s really beautiful like your heart, thank you Honey. But one thing I want to confirm from you do you really love him?” Rohit again asked her.

“Why are insisting me Rohit?”

“I am feeling guilty rather I couldn’t see straight into your eyes Honey”

“Why?”

“For I unwontedly intruding in between you and Mr. Peter”

“No and not at all. You need not worry I never love him. If at all I love anybody means you are not only my first but also the one and the only choice” She just murmured.

“Thank you Honey” Rohit took her hand and kissed it and said heart fully.

“Bye Rohit” She acknowledged him.

“Bye Honey” He then left her bungalow.

She could see him now in jubilance. She was trying to recollect Rohit and Peter interaction in her birth day party.

 

Chapter: 6

 

The door was knocked number of times.

“Who is there?” I just asked in irritation.

“It is me Rosaline”

I guessed who he was as I identified his voice.

I opened the door and found Mr. Johnson at the door.

“Why have you come in the dead of the night and disturbing me Mr. Johnson?” I became serious; and I even forgot the courtesies and spelt out at his face without any hesitation.

It was not the first time, but as repeatedly he used to disturb me and it had become regular phenomenon for me to admonish him every time for one reason or the other.

“I feel that you are alone at home Rosaline; and I expect you need my company” Mr. Johnson tried to cajole me.

“Don’t be over smart Mr. Johnson. Who said that I am alone? Please don’t forget the fact that I am not a spinster and of course a widow too, but it never mean that I invite you or anybody for engagement; and I once again remind you that I am Mrs. Rosaline Samarat; and I am having a son and dad at my home” I cut him to size.

 

“It is not coming from your heart Rosaline. Why do you suppress your feelings? You are only speaking emotionally”

“Shut up, and I am firm in my commitment to my late husband Mr. Samarat; and my stand of unwilling for remarriage with anybody; and the rest of my life is only dedicated for the welfare and all round development of my only son Rohit” I said firmly.

“I know that you are cheating yourself and crucifying your life. Time and again you have been saying the same old story, since about fourteen years” Mr. Johnson got irritated and said.

“You better mind your business and will you please get out of my view Jonny?” I became serious and shouted him.

“You can’t hide your love and affection towards me Rosaline, otherwise how can you address me Jonny. You being my love, you are only having that freedom to call me by my pet name” He submitted to me with utmost humility.

“Please don’t talk rubbish Mr. Johnson”

“Sorry dear, you are only grown in age, but not in wisdom; and still you are behaving like an innocent girl. You don’t know the ground realities. You are not bothered about yourself regarding your comforts, personal life like conjugal happiness and...”

“Will you please stop it Mr. Johnson?” I almost raised my voice and shouted at him.

“I never said anything wrong Rosaline. I straight ask you one thing. Is it a sin to ask a young widow for remarriage?”

“Who told you? I am nearing forty and I am not young. And it is hundred percent wrong Mr. Johnson unless you know my feelings whether I accept or not, how can you hunt after me for your selfish desire?”

“Yours is a wonderful hypocrisy Rosaline! And I don’t understand, why are you crucifying yourself and punishing me Rosaline? And for your kind information even your minor son Master Rohit is running after his love Miss. Honey even at this adolescent age. And your noble father has gone to sleep with his concubine at the age of seventy plus. But you poor damsel, though around forty suffering from widowhood and still thinking about your departed husband, but not caring for the feelings of this poor lover for the last fifteen years. I don’t know what great sin I committed in my life Rosaline?” He couldn’t speak further as he was literarily crying.

I found him awfully drunk.

“Mr. Johnson you are not in a condition neither to think about the honour of the woman in the society nor at least understand my delicate position as a widow and mother of a fifteen years boy in the society. In fact I have been telling you that I am not interested to go for remarriage. I want to remain as a widow of late Mr. Samarat, but still you are running mad after me; and I couldn’t understand why? If your final desire is only to have physical enjoyment with me, I don’t think that there is any difference between beasts and us” I said finally in frustration.

“I am sorry to remind you Mrs. Rosaline, what happened to our love? Is it a not true? Do you think that I am a bad choice and breakup with me forever? But believe me still I am your true lover, whether you accept or not and I will wait till you accept me into your life; I will be roaming about you until my death” While saying so Mr. Johnson slipped into sleep at my door steps.

“I am sorry Johnny I still love you, but my only objection is that I betrayed a true lover like you; and I am a third rated woman; and I am not suitable for a pious man like you, please pardon me” I repented for my do’s and undo’s openly as there was no body and Mr. Johnson was not in a conscious state to understand my pain and agony.

I felt pity for his state; and I truly admit that it was because of his failure in love with me only, he became a habitual boozer since fifteen years; and lost his glorious career as a lecturer; and wondering on the streets.

Everyone in the society knew that I was only responsible, whether directly or indirectly for his ruin, but nobody dare to comment me openly because they fear Johnson as her never give chance to anybody to belittle me.

I then took him inside and put him on the bed with great difficulty.

It was about the same time Rohit returned home.

 

Chapter: 7

 

Miss. Jasmine came back to the bungalow of Mr. Anirudh. To her surprise the main door of the entrance of the bungalow was seen open.

Her guess was a right. She immediately put on the lights in the hall and found the house maid was in deep sleep in the store room while Honey got up from her bed.

It was not a surprise for Honey as she suspected that Miss. Jasmine would certainly come back to their bungalow.

As expected she was in typical white sari with cherry coloured border and butterfly design at one end of the sari; and mixed floral designs with multiple colours the remaining portion of the sari, besides decorated her tuff with Jasmine flowers falling on to her shoulders looking like moon light focussed from the dark blue sky; and one end of her sari falling on her back till to her half, feather touching her beautiful and eye catching crescent curved seat .

Her black coloured bra with its back open exposing her breast at the central curve, appealing to naked eye that people of any age will certainly go mad. And of course not her breast as pornography, but the bra with its beautiful contours, which is transparent from the white coloured blouse tempting not only the young bachelors’ but even the men above sixties.

By and large she was looking like the most exposed woman with all the extremities of feminine sex appeal, the one and the only woman on the earth for her erotic beauty.

Honey looked at her carelessly as she was confident that Mr. Rohit already left her. But, except for dating with her father, she couldn’t understand what for Miss. Jasmine came to their bungalow again at this odd hour? She only knew that few of the women like the call girls never care for anybody’s comments as they were thick skinned.

Initially, she thought that Miss. Jasmine had come only for official purpose, but on seeing her in full make up with sexy and attractive apparels; she suspected that she would definitely wake up her father and disturb peace and tranquillity at her home. But at the same time she had tremendous faith and confidence in her dad, as he did not go for second marriage since her mother deserted him at a young age.

But this wonderful Vamper lady was trying to would wink him even when he crossed forty five.

In the meanwhile, the driver brought her bag and baggage and kept them in the hall.

“Driver I don’t need you till 1100hrs tomorrow. You may go home and take rest” Jasmine gave instructions and sent him out.

Later, Miss. Jasmine took her bag and baggage. Honey was shocked on seeing her prepared to settle with them. And she thought that Miss. Jasmine might have decided to live with her dad permanently at her home. Even for visualization also she was unable to accept her as her step mother as she was also grown to marriageable age. For the first time she felt jealous about a spinster.

Now it all depended upon her dad whether he accepts her at this age as wife, or dating with her as fiancée? In either ways she was feeling unhappy to see a new lady in the place of her mum; and hence she decided to get herself away from them and wanted to join girl’s hostel, if they were really fond of taking either of the decisions.

In fact, during her night patrolling, Miss. Jasmine could see the bicycle of Rohit parked at the rear side of the bungalow of the ACP. She suspected that Rohit might have come for Honey stealthily at the dead of the night. And actually she wanted to warn Rohit by summoning him to police station, but keeping in view the sensitivity of his officer, she didn’t want to expose the honour of his daughter in the presence of his staff and servants, she kept herself silent.

But when once she had gone back to officer’s Mess she seriously thought of the ground realities. During the time of the first menstrual period of any girl, either the mother or some elderly women shall be with the matured girl, which certainly cajole her. But, Mr. Anirudh fixed the responsibility of the housemaid. But she had no confidence in her as the latter had been strained since early hours to late night and she might go to slumbering sleep, forgetting the purpose for which she was asked to stay back and paid extra perks.

In fact there was no half human bondage existing now days between the Master and the Servant, except the payer and the payee relationship.

On seeing the illumination of lights in the bungalow, Mr. Anirudh got up and opened his bed room door and found Miss. Jasmine.

“What is the matter Jasmine? Is there anything wrong at officer’s mess?” He was surprised to see her with her bag and baggage and asked her.

“Not exactly sir, but of course I am feeling bore to stay alone among all male trainees; and I have thought positively and I found that if Honey could accept my company and feel comfort with me, provided you permit me to stay here along with Honey till her 5th day function is over sir” She said and waited for her reply.

Anirudh looked at his daughter for her response. She was unresponsive, but at the same time she didn’t say no.

“She was of course a minor, she didn’t know the traditions and customs to be followed during this period Jasmine. Anyway thanks for your support. And there is a guest room in our bungalow and I think you will enjoy your stay here”

“I don’t need any separate room for me sir; and I will be comfortable and happy if I share the room of Honey. And what do you say dear?” She said and waited for her response.

Honey didn’t answer her at once.

“Say yes baby, and Jasmine has come all the way from the officer’s mess for you only” He gave her daughter a good lead.

She then smiled at Jasmine positively. “Okay sir; and think Honey is happy to receive me as I could see lot of physical changes in her, besides I have noticed cheerfulness in her since evening; and now you can take rest without any second thoughts as I have come here to take care of her and I feel that she is my daughter from now onwards sir”

“Thank you Jasmine, good night” He left them and went to bed.

But Honey was thinking seriously about her words.

“You can take rest in the guest room, as this room is not that comfortable to you Miss. Jasmine” Honey said firmly.

Jasmine felt belittle as Honey addressed her by name, but not aunty or at least sister for curtsey. Later she went to the guest room, changed her clothes, put on night gown, came back and put a blanket and pillow on the floor by the side of Honey and switched off the lights.

“Good night Honey” She said and lay down on the floor bed by her side.

“Thanks for your care Jasmine” She acknowledged her company ridiculously.

 

Chapter: 8

 

Rohit on his return to home observed Mr. Johnson in my bed room. I could observe his feelings. His face became reddish. Perhaps his blood was boiling like that of steam in the coal engine.

“Sorry mum, Mr. Johnson is a drunkard and has very bad reputation in the society as a boozer and a Romeo running after women, I don’t want to see him here after in your company” Rohit said seriously on seeing Mr. Johnson on my bed in my room.

“Shut up, keep quiet and you better go to my room and go for sleep without disturbing him” I warned Rohit.

Rohit went away from his room seriously. Perhaps he might have been hurt with my behaviour and attitude.

 

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“It is heavy rain outside and you are already in drunken state why do take risk of long drive at this odd hour Mr. Johnson?” Mrs. Rosaline tried to hold him back.

“But I can’t forgo you Rosaline. Nothing is more precious than you my dear; and finally I am telling you my heartfelt feelings that I am no more without you Rosaline”

“Please come inside Johnny, you are already wet, please change your clothes” She took him to the dressing room where there were good number of night dresses of her husband, Mr. Samarat.

“Anybody in the house?” Johnson asked her.

“No” She replied.

“Not even the housemaid”

“Yes of course”

“That is fine; and then why do you bother to have dress at all on us; let us play and enjoy the heaven of joy”

“Rohit is grown up, and if sees us in the bed room, he will definitely suspect us; and I many not show my face to him. And another problem is with my dad. If he sees us together on the bed, he will definitely shoot both of us, and you please leave me now Johnny”

“Don’t worry dear if not today, some day or the other all will come to know about us. Anyway why don’t you tell them that we are in dating since our college days?”

“Impossible they won’t accept either dating or marriage at this stage”

“Then we better go far off and lead happy life”

“Do you mean elope”

“Of course whatever the name you put it to our relation”

“Sorry Johnny, I am suspecting they both will return home at any time please go now”

“No”

So said he bolted the door, undressed himself, and then removed her night gown, kissed her and dragged her to the bed and forcibly.....

“No, I kill you bastard, don’t touch my mum” Rohit all of a sudden became wild, raised his voice, shouted and gave a punch; and it straight hit me on my shoulder.

I was about to fall from the bed on the floor; but somehow I could withstand both from slip and from the pain.

“Rohit what is that you are doing? Are you all right?” I asked him in a bit of confusion and anxiety on noticing his anger; besides I caught hold of him and sprinkled water on his face.

“Sorry mum it was bad dream”

Rohit came back from his dreams to reality.

I thought that it was all due to his anguish over both of us.

“I am alright, but I am sorry to hurt you mum. Anyway, it is my dad’s bed room and I don’t allow anybody either to share my father’s bed or do anybody to share you other than my dad mum” He was very firm in his stand.

He was thinking very narrowly about our relation. But he never knew the values and respects Mr. Johnson used to pay to women.

“Rohit mind your language and don’t forget that you are a kid and don’t over pose yourself and interfere in matters of Mr. Johnson” I warned him severely.

“Then let him go to hell”

“Shut up Rohit; and don’t talk rot. Please don’t belittle him. He is an elderly man”

“Sorry mum, if you feel that he is a gentleman, you better welcome him with great honours to your home or even into your life. But people by and large had been suspecting him as your paramour and commenting you that you are encouraging him by making your home a guest house for his activities. I am ashamed of your behaviour and so I am leaving home as orphan, good bye forever mum” He said painfully.

“You dirty idiot, how dare you to belittle your mum?” Mr. Johnson got up and heard his abusive language and so slapped him.

“Mr. Johnson, I seriously warn you. You better be in your limits. She may be your class mate or fiancée or otherwise, but it doesn’t mean that you have a right to raise your hand against me. If I do the same what will be your honour? Just I have spared you because of your age. But, anyway it was not your fault alone, but it was a glaring mistake which has been committed by my grandpa and my mum”

Rohit said seriously and kept immediately his dress and books in two bags and left the bungalow seriously.

It was about the same time his grandpa returned home; and he tried to stop him, but Rohit pushed him and went away.

“I am sorry, but I felt that is it the way a son to talk to his mother; and I couldn’t relish it and hence I man handled him Rosaline, but nothing I kept against him in my heart”

“I told you many a times Mr. Johnson, but you have crossed your limits. So far I just spared you because my daughter would get offended, but today she also practically suffered and there has been great divide between she and my grandson because of you only. I never saw an educated like you behaved so mean. When my daughter told you umpteen times not to come to our home at all, but still you are coming. I doubt you don’t have self esteem and individuality. Bloody shame on your part Mr. Johnson” The grand old man lost his tong.

“Sorry sir, I admit that I did a mistake of submitting myself to your begging and leaving Rosaline to fate. Thereby I am only responsible for ruining her life and my life too. Now you are all in a state of confusion and none of you could take a wise decision at this stage. Even I have come down and supporting a young widow you never decide this way or that way; and still you both are sailing in two boats sir”

“Please stop it Mr. John and I never expected that you are only bent upon worldly pleasures” I lost my temper and shouted at him.

“Shut up you sentimental fool. Now at least speak out from your heart, that don’t you love me? And I know that you still love me?

Mrs. Rosaline did you not deceitfully marry Dr. Samarat, who was already married and a father of a girl, only to honour the last wish of your mum?

Now tell me honestly were you happy with Samarat? Then answer your self-consciousness, whether you were tempted for worldly pleasures, social status and for property and assets?” He broke down with all his resentment.

I was upset with his accusations.

“Mr. Johnson you both got separated mutually and then only she married Samarat” Mr. Richards replied seriously.

“Sir, you ask yourself honestly whether our separation was done mutually or otherwise. Any way gone are the days and now Rosaline is a widow; and then what prevents you to unite both us? Why are you hesitating sir? And please don’t forget the fact that Mrs. Rosaline is my former love, who became a widow at a young age, with your great blessings?

Why this wonderful lady makes me run mad after her till date?

Why are you both showing sympathy over my idiotic behaviour not one time, but continuously for the last fifteen years?” He pounced upon us with his harsh words in high tone.

“I am sorry Mr. Johnson. I accept I did a mistake in separating you both. And a small mistake shouldn’t ruin the life of my daughter. But now she is a mother of a fifteen years boy; and our lives are not that important, but we are only living for the minor boy Master Rohit.

Any way as you have been pointed out time and again that I am not showing interest in Mrs. Rosaline marrying you? I am sorry to say that no parent in this world wants to see his daughter as widow. Now in your presence only I request my daughter to go for remarriage. Rosaline, I have no objection for your marriage with Mr. Johnson.

Rosaline please think from your side and if you feel that you and your son will be happy in the company of Mr. Johnson, you better marry and settle with him and I will be freed from all my bondages” And finally my dad addressed me with utmost love and affection.

“Sorry dad, there can’t be small mistakes and big mistakes; and sufficient damage is already caused to the loving hearts; and it is not a lifeless object to get repaired, but it is a commitment and a human bondage between two loving hearts, which are already rotten and there is no formula to set them right dad. Please pray the lord to forgive us from our do’s and undo’s; and now you better forget what all happened is happened.

Mr. Johnson forgive me please for spoiling your life. I admit I am not a good choice for you. Now I am only living for Rohit. Now I fear I my loose his trust; and love on this poor mum. Now because of you he left home; and I fear about his whereabouts. Please get my son to me that is all for me in this life John” I wept and prostrated before John to leave me and bring back my son to me.

“I am extremely sorry Rosaline; and I never understood the agony of motherhood. I know so far you all are pained with my awkward behaviour, but today only I have understood that how much struggle you have been undergoing between your sentiments and attachments, and besides your sympathy towards me. This is enough for me in this life Rosaline. I never lost. I never say that my love deceived me. But I accept that my love is not true, and if it is true I wouldn’t leave you let what may come. Cowards shouldn’t love, and even if they love their fate ends like me.

I beg your pardon sir. I would not have behaved rashly with your grandson. Perhaps this is my final apology for you all. If your family’s peace and tranquillity has been disturbed by me, I tender my unconditional apologies.

And I will not come for you forever Mrs. Rosaline. Good bye” He said and left our bungalow.

I could only hear his last words, but he didn’t show his face to me at all. I thought he came out not only from his sleep but also from the influence of liquor.

And my father somehow convinced and brought back Rohit to home. I thanked God.

“Pardon me Johnson; though we ruined your life you helped me and my daughter and finally became instrumental in bringing peace and harmony again in our family. I have no words to prise you rather pray you for you have finally brought together my daughter and my grandson by your last promise. Hope you keep up your promise”

I could hear my dad when he was confessing before the almighty. I kept milk on the table and returned to my room. While returning, I could see Rohit playing piano jubilantly. I felt so much relief and came back to my room and lay on my bed.

I only got up at 0800hrs. After fifteen years since after the birth of Rohit, I had a long and sound sleep. I searched for Rohit but I couldn’t find him at home. I never had any doubt against my son whom I love more than anything else in this world. I knew that he understood his mother’s heart well than anybody in this world. He might have gone for playing tennis. My guess was aright and I found his sports shoes and rocket were not there.

 

Chapter: 9

 

Honey opened her eyes and observed Miss. Jasmine stealthily entered the bed room of her dad. The door was bolted at once from inside as soon as Jasmine entered the bed room. And Honey could hear their voice as her dad was shouting at Miss. Jasmine.

“What nonsense are you doing Jasmine? If my daughter sees you in night gown in my bed room at this odd hour, how does she think about us? How could I show my face to my daughter? What a shameful situation you have put me? Never have I had extra marital relations with any damsel ever since my wife deserted me. But now—“

“Please stop it sir, but for whom you are sacrificing your life? After all you are only fifty and I know since more than ten years you have been leading the life of a forced bachelor. Why should you forgo worldly pleasure sir? And in fact I am in love with you. Whether you accept me for marriage or not I am interested to live with you even as a kept mistress or at least I want to date with you sir. And please see my grace and beauty and if I am not suitable to your taste, I promise I too remain as forced bachelor like you all through my life. Please don’t say no sir” So saying she removed her night gown and approached him.

She was a dazzling beauty, with her tantalising looks and temping lips. He tried to withhold his bachelorship, but she never allowed him and that she advanced.

In sex there were no barriers like cult, cultures, wealth, senior or junior and finally the age, place and time. With her initiation he lost his balance and forgot the environ and he too went closure to her; and within no time they both shared the bed, but again he recollected his age and she was younger than him by almost twenty five years, he tried to avoid her. But she was in the peak of her temptation to have a first go, kept aside all her feminine inhibitions, forgot the surroundings for a moment, became an active partner and took the lead and forcibly occupied him and pulled out his underwear.

“No......” Honey raised her voice.

Miss. Jasmine woke up from her slumbering sleep and looked at her. She was sweating while in sleep, and found her dwelling left and right on her bed fleeing uncomfortable.

She thought that she might have dreamt of some ghastly incident. But, she didn’t predict that she was dreaming about their unholy relation.

She put her hand on Honey to cajole her.

 

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It was 0600hrs. Honey was still in deep sleep.

Miss Jasmine woke her up.

“Good morning Honey, it seems you have disturbed sleep in the night” Jasmine greeted her when once she opened her eyes.

“No I have sound sleep; and in fact you have only woke me up. Didn’t you have sound sleep in the last night Miss. Jasmine?” She asked her rather she suspected that she might have spent the whole night in the company of her dad.

“No I had a sound sleep Honey”

“Good morning Honey” While they were talking Mr. Anirudh also came afresh and greeted her daughter.

Miss. Jasmine was observing him unobtrusively as she was in night gown and disturbed hair as she got up from sleep.

Normally Mr. Anirudh used to get up late in the morning; and get ready only by 0800hrs. But today it was quite strange that he was ready by 0630hrs, which made Honey to confirm that there was an affair between them.

“Jasmine I am leaving, you can stay back and look after your gifted daughter”

“Please wait for some time, and in the meantime I will arrange breakfast; you can finish and then go” Jasmine requested him.

“Okay as you wish” He sat in the hall and going through the news paper.

In the meanwhile he received a phone call.

“Jasmine, there is an important case I must attend; and I am leaving, you carry on please” He said and immediately left his bungalow.

 

Chapter: 10

 

There were number of people including the neighbours gathered in front of the bungalow of Mr. Johnson.

There was the dead body of Mr. Johnson found in a pool of blood on the cot in his bed room. There was .22 pistol in the right hand of Mr. Johnson. There was a whisky bottle, one flask with ice cubes, and an empty glass.

Mr. Anirudh got down the vehicle; and the inspector and the clues team who were already present there interacted with him. He also searched in the house of Mr. Johnson minutely. He could see in his cupboards the group photo of his college days, and in his money purse the personal photograph of Mrs. Rosaline.

 

 

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“Women are innocent and men are tuff and ruff, but now you disproved it and turn turtle the natural basic instinct qualities of women and men quite reverse Rosaline. It is quite unfortunate that you have lost your true lover. As a father I have tried my best to set right your personal life and career, but in vain.

Your quite unfortunate son, who lost not only his father, but also misunderstood the gentleman Mr. Johnson who was ready to welcome you both into his life, neither you nor your adamant son could understand the true feelings of the poor and innocent lover; and consequent of which he got himself hurt with your behaviour and you both are responsible for his ---”

“What happened to him dad?” I didn’t wait until my dad completed, but I asked him out of anxiety.

“Yes my daughter I am not speaking a lie, and as it pained me I couldn’t withhold my anguish and I lost my temper against both of you. Now the great lover made me to open my eyes. I am sorry to tell you that you both have made him rather chased him to leave this world” He was about to complete.

“What dad? What happened to Johnson?” I didn’t wait for his answer, but ran towards the portico to take my car.

“Wait Rosaline, please don’t go now, the students and his colleagues’ are upset and are in angry”

I didn’t care his caution and I started my car.

“Hear me Rosaline the cops will pounce upon you with lot of questions, please hear me and I will take you later” He tried to stop me.

But I put the first gear and the vehicle was on the move; and except the steering but the speed was not in my control.

“You never hear me at all Rosaline when I am trying to help you honestly, but you are silent when a great harm is being done to you; and that is why you are facing all the troubles. Anyway it is up to you; and his body is in the mortuary, not at his home” He said loudly.

I could hear him.

“But he is certainly not a gentleman grandpa, otherwise who is he to enter into my mum’s bed room? How shameful it is if anyone asks me whether he is a play boy hired as paramour to my mum?” Rohit questioned him rashly.

“Shut your mouth Rohit, don’t belittle him”

“I am sorry, I am not wrong grandpa”

“Don’t talk rubbish anymore. Perhaps you don’t understanding the real story of your mum’s first lover. They both are classmate and lovers. Because he belongs to different sect and hails from a middleclass I have not accepted their love; and moreover your grandmother took a promise from me to perform the marriage of your mother with your dad; and their marriage was performed against the interests and severe protests by your mum”

“Then you are only responsible for ruining the life of my mum, how cum you did this grandpa? Did you not think that my mum’s love is true and pious? And why didn’t you accept Mr. Johnson as my mum’s lover and perform their marriage?” Rohit asked him seriously.

“Yes of course my child and I was only responsible initially. But ultimately you only spoiled the life of your mum. You better read the diary of your late dad and you will come to know the real facts. But promise me Rohit that you should never disclose the facts or hand over the diary to your mum till I am alive” Mr. Richards insisted his grandson to promise him.

After taking him in confidence only he handed over him his father’s dairy.

Later the grand old man went to his room and started drinking liquor.

Rohit went to his room and opened the personal diary of late Mr. Samarat.

 

 Chapter: 11

 

“I am sorry Mrs. Rosaline, other than his relation no outsiders will be allowed please stay back” When I was trying to step into the mortuary ACP Mr. Anirudh objected.

But I never cared anybody and rather forcibly I entered the mortuary and on seeing the dead body of Mr. Johnson I broke down and cried like a child falling on the body of Johnson. The Doctors who were about to conduct Post-mortem were rather annoyed with my entry into the mortuary.

Mr. Anirudh instructed his lady cops to remove me from the dead body.

“Spare me please. He is my husband” I could not control my feelings and emotions, but I dared to spell out openly.

“What? What did you say Rosaline?” ACP Anirudh put me in an embarrassed situation by asking me to repeat.

I then realised that I slipped my tongue. It was my painful love story of about fifteen years ago, and it happened in camera.

“We both are classmates” I tried to rectify my mistake.

But, the students in support of their beloved lecturer late Mr. Johnson, and so also in support of them the students of other colleges assembled at the mortuary and rose anti slogans against me. Some of the girl students’ even man handled me.

With great difficulty and with the help of the lady cops Mr. Anirudh could protect me and put me in his vehicle. But in the meanwhile he received a call; and then he instructed the driver to turn the vehicle towards my house.

 

 

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I got down the police vehicle at my bungalow and I found the dead body of my dad in his bed room. I was shocked and broke down. I never expected that my dad also deceived me by leaving me deserted.

His diary was there on his table and it was written till half an hour before.

Rohit was grief-stricken. Nobody was there to console us.

I alone objected when the cops tried to send the dead body of my father for autopsy, as they were of the opinion that his death was unnatural.

“Sorry madam it is a medico-legal case; and it is mandatory to send the body for autopsy” The inspector who was investigating the case was very firm in his stand.

I had no option except to know whether my dad’s death was suicide or homicide, as he might have felt repentance for the death of Johnson and committed suicide; or it might be homicide as anybody who felt sad over the death of Johnson might have borne grudge against my dad and killed him.

And the ACP Anirudh convinced me. The dead body of my dad was sent for autopsy.

 

Chapter: 12

     It is an interrogation room of Anti- goonda squad (AGS).

And Master Rohit was with cops of AGS for a brief interrogation.

“Do you know Mr. Johnson?”

“Yes”

“What is your relation with him? Since how long he has been visiting your mum?

“I am told that he was mum’s class mate. I remember him coming to our home since I joined my 1st standard”

“What happened yester day, when he visited your home?”

“He was awfully drunk and was quarrelling with my mum and grandpa”

“No, you are lying”

“Sorry I am not lying”

“We have evidence Mister; and by the way did you threatened your mum and left home with bag and baggage?”

Master Rohit became silent.

“Then who brought you back home?”

Still he didn’t reply.

“We told you we have all evidences; and your silence will bring down your credentials; and it goes on your head heavily even if you don’t answer our questions truthfully” The Inspector of police, AGS became wild and threatened him.

“When you have known everything why are you again asking me?” Rohit replied him rather irritatingly.

“Shut your mouth, you head long fellow” The inspector got wild and slapped him.

“Wait, wait I will handle him” In the meanwhile ACP Anirudh interfered and asked the inspector to send Rohit to his chambers.

 

 

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It was the chambers of ACP, Mr. Anirudh.

I received a call to attend at once the office of the ACP. But I didn’t go there. Later, Lady Cops came to my bungalow in police patrolling vehicle and picked me up and produced before ACP Mr. Anirudh.

And I was interrogated by Mr. Anirudh.

“Since how long Mr. Johnson is coming to your home Mrs. Rosaline?” Mr. Anirudh put me an embarrassed question.

I became nervous to face police interrogation for the first time. More so during interrogation I was only targeted. I couldn’t open my mouth in a bit of humiliation.

“I put it to you what relation do you have with him? Are you in dating with him?”

“Sorry, please don’t mistake my silence and he is only my class mate in my graduation”

“But Master Rohit has told all about him Mrs. Rosaline” Mr. Anirudh put me rather quandary.
I understood very well his style of interrogation. He was playing one against the other with our statements. He thought that I would bungle and speak as per his expectations.

I said “No” firmly.

“You are hiding the facts Mrs. Rosaline. For your information Master Rohit told us that Mr. Johnson has been coming to your home since his 1st standard and that you both are lovers and has been in dating, aren’t you?”

“Sorry sir I have already told you that we are only class mates. No son will speak about his mum dating with somebody. I know that it is only your inference; and you are belittling us. I tell you that it is quite unbecoming of you as a senior cop sir”

“Sorry Mrs. Rosaline it is not my opinion, but it is a unanimous talk among the public; and no fool will still consider your relation confined only to friendship”

“So are you suspecting me and my son in the death of Mr. John?”

“As of now it is only a doubt, but if you cooperate with the investigative agency, his death mystery would be ripping opened” Anirudh told me point blank.

“Then ask me, why are you hesitating? I am extremely sorry to tell you time and again that we are human beings and not devil or beasts; and that we are not cruel to plan for his murder”

“You are mistaken Mrs. Rosaline murder need not be through hunting, hacking, stabbing or gun downing only by miscreants, but it is quite possible and even by abusing also one can drive the sensitive people to commit suicide. Sometimes we may err due to our short temper and behaviour like that of your father”

“Sorry Mr. Officer please come straight to point that you want to fix one of us in the suspicious death of Mr. Johnson to wash of your hands isn’t it?” I said rashly losing my temper.

“Not at all madam, I need not emphasise on my sincerity and efficiency. But the circumstantial evidence and corroborative evidence speaks about umpteen doubts regarding the death, and I am sorry to hurt you and it is all part of my duty” ACP. Mr. Anirudh said coolly and calmly.

“It’s okay Mr. Officer, now I could understand your anxiety and pressure to unearth the mystery of the death. Anyway could you please tell me with which hand Mr. Johnson shot himself?”

“Why are you asking it madam? Is he left hander?”

“No, he is right hander. Which finger is generally used for triggering the gun or pistol sir?”

“Index finger of course”

“But he doesn’t have index finger to his right hand”

“When and how he lost it?”

“I don’t know but I know he was writing with the help of either with the help of thumb and the second finger or with help of thumb finger and the ring finger”

“Didn’t you ask him how he lost his index finger?”

“I think he was born with four fingers only. I couldn’t ask him”

“Then it’s okay madam; and now our investigation may take some more twists.

Anyway you have given me good clue. Finally I request you, of course it is purely your personal life, but as an I.O, I need to examine you on all aspects. And what exactly is your relation with Mr. Johnson mean?”

I didn’t respond him. He could observe changing colours in my face. I was fast losing my temper.

“It’s okay madam if you feel delicacy you need not. Thank you and you can go and relax Mrs. Rosaline”

I then left his office. But my memories with Mr. Samarat chased me.

When once I recollected the name of Mr. Samarat, human passions and jealousies used to chastise me, as I was also a human being having certain sentiments and attachments, besides I had been fenced with my individuality, honour and perhaps sensitivity too.

And my thoughts went back to fifteen years.

 

Chapter: 13

    I was doing my final year bachelor’s degree in one of the most reputed colleges in the metropolitan cities. As I was looking gracious, my co- students, especially the boys used to compliment me as a dream girl, while the girls called me queen of beauty. And of course the rest, the lecturers and general public used to call me the Goddess of beauty.

It was not a strange thing, but certainly embarrassed situation which I come across on and often, wherein the males’ irrespective of their age looked at me with hungry looks.

But I was not that innocent to over look the teasing looks of naughty boys. And some of the lectures who were bachelors were also fond of me and were trying sincerely. They all were fast awaiting a chance call from me; and if at all there was anything positive sign from me they dare come to me with their proposal.

Keeping these developments in view any parents of a beautiful spinster were hurry in finding out a suitable match for their daughter. I was no exception and being an only daughter to my dad. Besides that my dad was not a middle class parent. He was a millionaire. And I was only daughter and heir apparent to my parents; I inherited all of their properties. As my mum died due to ill health even before I attained puberty, my dad performed my marriage with Mr. Samarat, my mum’s brother, who was older than me by ten years.

In 21st civilization and culture every spinster used to have a good hope of marrying her dream boy, besides enjoying the thrill of the first night during the nuptials. But for me it remained as a nightmare.

And I was clad in Indian style of cream coloured sari and with all decorative perhaps to tempt the hubby in the first night; and elderly women from both sides gave me a glass of hot milk and pushed me into the nuptial suit and they locked the door from outside.

I was not annoyed with their act for they attempted to make the bride and the bridegroom to come closer and understand each other, as it used to be common for the weaker sex in this universe whether it was a woman or an animal. But if things happened as per our wish, there wouldn’t be any divide between the couple, whether it was arranged marriage or love marriage.

And Mr. Samarat as a precautionary measure bolted the door from inside. Later he presented me secretly a sleeveless front open night gown and instructed me to wear as he was already in night dress.

I obliged him as it seemed to be genuine and a formal curtsey; and a good suggestion to keep me comfort in the night gown.

I then went to the dressing room with the new apparel and bolted the door from inside and I removed all my heavy bridal wear and make up and I had a shower- bath. It was about the same time the door was knocked.

I said “I am coming”

But again the door was knocked, but this time I experienced much louder sound.

“Are you crazy?” I became little irritated and I half opened the door and said.

To my shock, Mr. Samarat came inside forcibly by pushing the door; and he over powered, lifted and took me to the bed; and when I was trying to raise hue and cry he locked my lips with a deep kiss. I even struggled for respire.

I was in white towel covering from my upper to knees; and in the meanwhile he pulled out the towel and forcibly locked me with his muscular physic and penetrated his organ into mine, almost a rape on a virgin girl; and of course during intercourse my vagina received his organ during coitus"

His sexual assault on me ruptured both my upper and lower lips; and instead of enjoying the first night I had a painful, rather a hell of the go with him. He went to wash room and came back with his clean organ, and he didn’t feel shy to be in nude in my presence; and he never had even the commonsense that I was his newly wedded wife. But I felt for the first time the much hatred and aversion towards sexual enjoyment.

“Thank you Mrs. Rosaline and I confirm that I am the first and perhaps you might be bleeding as your hymen is ruptured; and now as a doctor I accept you as a virgin, please go and wash” He said quite casually.

I was shocked for his hypocrisy, or otherwise how can he certify my virginity which I lost even before he married me. And for the first time I felt quite uneasy and painful too, both with his ugly behaviour and exposing his actions openly without feeling himself shy or respect for woman. I was almost raped by a most handsome husband, but just like a bull attacking the target. And he proved himself certainly a devil on bed. He was a typical husband, who was not at all bothered about the feelings rather emotions of his better half, even during the first night.

When there was no response from me, he just switched on the lights in the suit, then unable to bear his hungry looks and also not to show my nudity any more to him; and also to protected my femininity I took the single piece towel and ran towards dressing room and I wore my bridal dress.

When I opened the door, and I found him quite complacent as if nothing happened. I think he was watching a film in his laptop.

“Come on Rosaline, you can also see all your feminine beauties”

“What?” I was just shocked.

“Why are you shocked unnescerally my gentle lady? In fact, it is quite common in the sexual life of every beautiful women; she has to exhibit her beauty to her fiancé or hubby and ultimately succumb to him all her physical beauties during the first night” He didn’t feel ashamed to expose his desire indirectly.

I then looked at his lap top and I found the pornography not of any female in particular, but they were all my nude pictures only. It is displaying my entire body in complete nude; and it started from my undressing, having shower bath, and till I was tying the towel to my naked body.

And I tried to snatch his laptop. But he never gave me the chance. I was seriously hurt by his unusual behaviour.

“Mr. Samarat please doesn’t forget that I am your wedded wife; haven’t you seen me nude since my childhood and what great is there in my nudity now, except there has been a handful growth of my breast, and vaginal open with hymen in me, which is a dirty organ as it was the same for both sex and urination?

If you are heart fully fond of seeing me nude, you would have asked me straight; and I would have definitely obliged you, and undressed myself till you hate to see a female in nude as this body truly belonged to you, but why have you captured my nudity in camera? Is it to satisfy your lust on and often by seeing my pornography or else to post it in face book and show it to the world? Please don’t forget that I am your newly wedded wife. Further I earnestly appeal to you not to spoil the honour of woman by resorting to such clandestine operations.

I understood that you have well planned and arranged the digital cameras secretly, both in dressing room and also in the washroom to capture my nude beauties” I said seriously.

It never irritated me, but I felt pity over your attitude; and which fool of an ass rather a newly wedded hubby would video graph his better half especially while she was in nude Mr. Samarat?

If you really wanted to see me in nude you could straight ask me Samarat. I do admit that when once you tied wedlock in my neck means you have right over every part of my body and its actions both legally and morally to rape me or make me nude to draw my nudity on canvas or capture in camera as I am forever yours.

But I think that you are a surgeon; and I hope you need not be crazy running after pornography of women, but you might be having some intension if I am not wrong?”

He didn’t reply me.

“After all I am your better half; and have you forgotten our blood relation besides wedding bells Samarat? More than that I am your nice; and if you really want to see me in nude, I would have definitely obliged you, but why have you done all this Samarat?” I asked him in frustration.

“But I was missing the thrill you know” He spoke jubilantly.

“What! Do you mean to say it is thrill? It is quite horrible; and the world has yet to know about a gentleman like you or raping your wife in nuptials and calling it a thrill. If it is so, I must call you a sadist” I never expected that reply from him and hence I didn’t hesitate to call him so.

“Yes, really I have enjoyed the heaven of joy with you; and never in my life have I ever had such cohabitation with any damsel; if you say that it is my sadism, I do want such enjoyment again and again and prefer myself to be called as the world’s one and only and the most perfect sadist” He was feeling proud of his physical assaults on women.

“What! What do you mean? You have enough experience earlier with other women too?”

“Yes of course”

“You mean with your classmates”

“No, they are not that stupid to succumb to me for false promises of the boys, but it is only the other innocent and teen aged girls, who are crazy after us as they are mad after medicos, and whose weaknesses I en-cashed”

“Well, how many you enjoyed?”

“I don’t remember exactly the number, but of course they are more than a dozen I believe”

“Did you behave the same way with them also?”

“Yes of course”

“What exactly are their feelings about you; and after your attempts on them?”

“They are thrilled of course; and are mad after me. And later it was really a herculean task for me to avoid them. In fact that was the reason why I married you as I have formed very poor opinion on the spinsters”

“Why do you think so cheap about spinsters? And in which way I am greater than them?”

“Yes, Rosaline you are a virgin and your resistance provocated me and rather took me to the peak of sexual enjoyment and nobody is match to you while on bed, and your body contours, colour, your nude feminine beauty; Oh your are really queen of beauty Rosaline”

“But I hate you Mr. Samarat; and for the first time in my life I am feeling sorry for being born as a maid only to succumb to you by losing my individuality, feelings and emotions” I outburst at him.

“Why are you thinking negatively; and all this is done only to thrill you and make you to enjoy Rosaline, aren’t you?”

“Certainly not Mr. Samarat; and you better ask any spinster whom you assaulted physically; and if the latter really enjoyed heaven of joy with you or not?

And I am sure; and I feel really sorry to tell you that no spinster will accept you. As per my short experience with you I am not hesitating to say that I have suffered hell with you. I never had any pleasure in your company. Please leave me Samarat; and I want to part with you forever” I said and opened the door to step out from the nuptial suit.

“No, it is our nuptials and I have the privilege to enjoy the succeeding two nights also with or without your consent Rosaline” So saying he dragged me back into the nuptial suit.

And he forcibly removed my sari and again had a go with me; and any amount of my resistance became futile; and when I tried to call somebody to save me, he shut my mouth with his deep kiss.

Not one night, but three days and nights consecutively he pounced upon me like lion, which is known to cross lioness more than hundred times a day quite brutally, without caring for my objections, aversions, and much hatred sexual enjoyment.

And the more I resisted the more he enjoyed. I remembered that I have studied in literature wherein there was a character who only enjoy while the spinsters were put to threat under gun point and enjoyed them by brutal rape; and when they were struggling to protect their virginity, he used to enjoy hearing their cries and observing their emotions and feelings. The more the pain the spinsters got out of his attempts on them, the more he enjoyed which was his ultimate enjoyment.

Till now I never prayed any God for any of my personal favours, but now I sincerely prayed him to reverse me to show him what exactly the quantum of pain the spinsters bore on account of his sexual assaults; and so also the do’s and undo’s on both me and other spinsters whom he dishonoured and raped wantonly.

I thanked my fate when he disappeared on the fourth day with bag and baggage and flew to the USA.

 

Chapter: 14

          When I became mother of Master Rohit, I could only see Mr. Samarat, when he came to the bungalow of my dad, where I had been staying after discharge from maternity ward, after delivering Rohit since about one year.

And my son was in the cradle and he was in deep sleep. It was already 0100hrs. Mr. Samarat, straight came to my bed room stealthily and lifted me and took me to the bed, just what he did on first night of our nuptials, which I had a painful experience with him about one year and nine months ago.

I was a niece to Mr. Samarat, and perhaps it was the one of the reasons why my dad choose him as his son in law, but never I thought off nor had any feeling on him till he married me.

Of course by appearance he was a quite handsome bridegroom, but not completely as my subsequent bed relation with him would definitely prove myself speaking the truth. And he just completed his course of House-surgeon and about to leave India for abroad for doing MS, while I was doing my final year bachelors degree; and I was running twenty. And I didn’t know the reason why I was forced for marriage even before completing my education, though it was not exactly a fit age for any spinster for marriage in modern times.

 

 

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Dr. Samarat returned to India; and came to us when Master Rohit was one and half year’s boy.

It was not a strange thing if I say that he was the world’s first parent who even didn’t know the fact that I conceived due to his forced sexual assault on me during the three days and nights in the name of traditional nuptials; and so also I delivered the boy.

Initially I understood because of non communication between us; and his long absence since after our marriage, he had deserted me. I didn’t know why he came back to me almost two and half years later? So also I didn’t know what exactly he wanted from me? If it was sexual pleasure, for men like Mr. Samarat perhaps the sky might be the limit and he was that cute and smart, besides a good taper of damsels for dating, anytime, anywhere for his sexual pleasure, leave apart the customs and traditions prevailing in the society and seriousness of the laws of the land. And then he need not come to me only for sexual enjoyment. Certainly he had something other than sex with me in his mind.

While I was suspecting him, he suddenly took me to the bed. I was trying to show him his son, but he didn’t show any interest on him.

Then I tried to speak to him, but he never cared me nor at least he had curtsey to hear me, instead he kissed me quite emotionally and bite my lips rather with some vengeance.

When he pulled my sari, I realised the situation and I decided at once and slapped him seriously.

“You bitch, how dare you are to reject me? Who has been screwing you all through these days? To whom this bastard child is born?”

“Enough Mr. Samarat don’t spell a single word about me and my son”

“I know Mrs. Rosaline that you have many boy friends’ in your college days, and I know in particular that you have an affair with Mr. Nihan, your classmate and soul mate. But your rich dad has suspected that you would elope with him; and as such he intelligently planned and fixed me by investing for my medical seat; and that was the reason why I had to tie you wedlock; and thus I became a scapegoat for the sweet talk of my brother in law, and a promise given to my late sister and married a characterless woman”

“Shut up, for your information I didn’t have any boy friend by name Nihan not only in my class or even in the university. And so far I have respected you only on the ground that you happened to be brother of my mum; and now you have gone down to the level of heckling our relation even and cornering my mum and dad. You nature is fuck and forget and then in which way you are better than a stray dog?”

“Shut up you dirty devil how dare are you to compare me with stray dog? I am taking your son with me, and you better go to court if you want to get your son back” He immediately took the boy from the cradle.

“What the hell are you doing Mr. Samarat? I never expected that you behave so mean. What is wrong with you? Do you want to rape me again? Please leave my son and I fulfil your lust; and I am ready to sleep with you, but leave my son once for all with me”

“No, I don’t need you now. Normally, I sleep with any damsel for one night only. But you are fortunate even after delivery also I am prepared to share bed with you, as you are looking still more gracious, may be you have put on some wait, which of course sex was appealing. But anyway, I have lost interest in you now as you have belittled me. I am implementing my legal right; and I am taking my son with me” So saying he lifted Master Rohit from the cradle.

“I am extremely sorry to disappoint you Mr. Samarat; and who has informed you that he is born to you? In fact he has not taken your lineage” No wife would dare declared to her husband in the world, but I dared and said so.

“Then who the father of this bastard is?” On hearing the information about the birth of the boy, his anger knew no bounds and he shouted me at once.

“Please don’t lose your tong at all Mr. Samarat. You only guess it. It is not so urgent for me to declare who exactly his dad is? As you said, I had a long list of dream boys, with whom I had premarital relations; and subsequently extramarital relations also ever since you have deserted me since our nuptials” I outburst myself with all my anguish.

“Shut up you dirty bitch, if it were the case, you better sign on these papers at once” He threw the papers on my face.

“What?” I doubted and raised my voice.

“You need not worry dear. It is only a Petition for mutual divorce”

“Is it that essential now Mr. Samarat? And I don’t think it is necessary for you. In fact, we are not living under the same roof for the last two years Mr. Samarat? Then is it mandatory to go for mutual divorce now? Either of us can ask for, and part with by showing the same cause of living separately for the last two years” I also understood the family law and explained him the law position.

“But it is a time consuming process dear, but I want divorce immediately from you” He lost his temper and insisted me.

“May I know the reason for your urgency please?”

“I am going to marry a western lady”

“Will it be an arranged marriage?”

“No, it will be a love marriage unlike ours”

“Really! But, I can’t believe it?”

“Trust me dear”

“Did she love you first or after you proposed her?”

“It is not one side love dear, we are classmates since I joined in medicine”

“How cum a foreigner join in medicine in India as it is too expensive?”

“She is the only daughter to a billionaire unlike you to a millionaire only; and she doesn’t care for money, but she is only interested in the Indian traditions and customs besides she likes to do medicine in India”

“Then, I must congratulate you, but her’s is a poor taste”

“Thanks, but Why?”

“You are not a fresher”

“Who told you? And how can you certify that?”

“You are already married and are a father of two years boy, but still she is fond of you means something wrong in her perception”

“Your perception about me is wrong; and in fact you are only second and she is first in my life and she is already mother of a three years daughter. In fact we had been in dating since we join in medicine”

“So you have knowingly and intentionally deceived me and my dad. Why have you done this? What for you have cheated us? Is it for grabbing properties and assets? Or what more?” I lost my temper and caught hold of his collar and asked him point blank.

“Because your dad is a too selfish and also a miser. As he invested on me for my studies I made him believe; and there is no necessity for his help or anything from him. And hence now I came out openly. And now I need divorce from you at once”

“Why you need instant divorce? And I don’t find any justified reason for me at this stage” I put him in quandary.

“But I need it for legalising my relation with Miss. Julie” He came out openly with the truth.

But still I had my own doubts. For that matter any bride will think about her and her’s offspring’s future.

“It’s okay, it is your problem and moreover by getting divorce I don’t think that I can get my career back?” I broke out with all my pain and agony of losing my beautiful life and career.

“Are you expecting any compensation from me Rosaline?” He tempted me rather heckled me.

“Yes of course, but I am doubtful whether I can truly get it from you or not?” I never believed him and said so.

“Then tell me honestly what exactly you expect from me? Is it breakup by mutual understanding and compensation off the record? Or you want divorce legally and compensation, followed by maintenance through the court of law?”He never bothered as he was answering not his better half but a call girl.

“Yes of course and I need both; and my compensation from you is to leave my home and family; and you should not come into our lives henceforth and ask any share in our properties” I bore all the humiliation and said finally.

“Okay I agree. Then sign at once on the petition” He kept the document in front of me.

I was trying to read the paper.

“Are you suspecting my bona fides Rosaline?” He said in the meanwhile.

“Yes of course; and I don’t even believe myself. This is all because of you only, since the day you have raped me during the nuptials and spoiled my life, I have decided to part with you, but now you yourself offered me freedom to get rid of the hell; and now I am feeling happy to sign on the divorce papers” I said and I just signed on the papers.

“Is there anything I left with you Mrs. Rosaline?”

“Nothing”

“No you are bluffing. There is so much I left with you”

“What remains with me Mr. Samarat, except the much hated flesh and blood? You are well aware of the fact that you have spoiled me both physically and mentally also. And your behaviour has turned me hostile towards males in general. And what more you expect from me. I just remain as vamper on bed, mother of a child without parentage, widow with wedlock, and finally a woman without the honour of womanhood” That was all, which was a fact cum true and I admitted that frankly.

I was annoyed with his attitude and behaviour after I signed on the papers.

“You have forgotten Mrs. Rosaline that you have a cute and innocent Master Rohit of course” So saying he lifted Rohit from the cradle, holding him tight and stepping out of my bungalow.

I was shocked as if a thunder bolt fell just in front of me. I feared by both on hearing his nerveless tong and also seeing his cruel act of lifting Rohit with single hand.

“You have promised me Samarat; and please don’t violate our gentleman agreement and family includes my son also Samarat” I submitted to him as humbly as possible at once.

“No baby, it is not that easy, anyway are you ready to accept my conditions to leave your son”

“I am living for my son only and nothing is important than him, please tell me Mr. Samarat” I was frustrated and ready to sacrifice even for my life for my son.

“Then open your lap top Rosaline” He said jubilantly.

“What for?” I asked him innocently.

“Well you have to transfer all your deposits from your accounts to my account” Said Mr. Samarat.

“It is in human Mr. Samarat. In fact you have already got transferred all the landed property, power plant which were already on my name before our marriage as dowry. And if I transfer the deposits also which are on my name, myself and my son remain penny less” I didn’t hesitate to speak the facts, though it was belittling my stature, but for my offspring I had come down and almost begged him.

“I have no feelings and attachments to react emotionally Rosaline. And my philosophy of life is so simple. When there is no off human bondage between us, why should I care for you or even think about your child. I am quite practical and commercial. I am only concerned about my life and my career” He once again proved himself a quite selfish human being down to earth man.

“Neither me nor my parents never knew your mind Samarat. And you have also forgotten the fact that I am your niece, besides legally wedded wife?” I tried to remind him about our blood relation other than physical relation.

“But to escape from the hands of the present devil is much worth than the ensuing poverty I believe; and I am telling you better understand in your own interest Rosaline” He said cutthroat.

“It’s okay Samarat, and now you have given me clarity about you. I must say that the word devil is insufficient for you or least it’s Oxford dictionary meaning needs to be changed to suit to your cruelty” I vomited out my much hatred against him.

“You are absolutely right Mrs. Rosaline. But you are too late and you proved to be quite poor in assessing others, especially men whom you come across”

“That’s all Samarat and I thank you for you have taught me a good lesson about money and men. And the world has learn your a new definition analysis about wife and husband, which according to you is not social but economical, besides lust rather than love and affection” I retaliated him finally before we were parting with.

And I then opened my laptop and transferred all my deposits from my accounts to his account internet banking at once.

Then he left my son and crossed checked his accounts in my lap top.

He hardly spent one hour with us and during one hour he created havoc and all that he did was only to grab our properties.

“Mrs. Rosaline I want to confirm one thing from you. Is Master Rohit really born to me?” While deserting me and my son he asked me ridiculously.

I was then perturbed not for losing my properties and became pauper, but my handsome husband had a serious doubt about his manhood questioning the motherhood of his wife, which was really a deplorable thing in the 21st century.

“No man in the world knows the fact whether he is the father of the child or not, unless the woman tells the truth Mr. Samarat. And let the doubt burn you till you actually burn to flames on your death and that was the only suspense and mystery I can hold it forever as a mark of my vengeance against your manhood”

“What bloody vengeance Mrs. Rosaline. Your game is already over. It seems you didn’t read the matter thoroughly before signing on the divorce petition. You will be shocked if I reveal the point’s mentioned in the petition for mutual divorce that you have an affair with your classmate Mr. Nihan; and on knowing it is decided mutually between us to get separated. Now whether you tell the truth or not you remain as a bitch and the offspring will be a bastard”

“It’s okay Mr. Samarat when I was silent about the half spring means the same I abide by it now also; and thanks and good bye forever to you; and for God’s sake please don’t turn up even if I die earlier than you; and I promise I too never turn up for you if the reverse happen” I said seriously and removed my bindi and pulled out my wedlock and threw them on his face.

“So you declare that Dr. Samarat is dead and live comfortably as a widow of Samarat, rather than marrying somebody” He looked at me smilingly and said.

“I am not a vulgar woman to go mad after sex like you Mr. Samarat; and I am confident that no person or force can tempt me rather change my mind to invite anybody into my life again”

“Now you are caught free and why don’t you invite Mr. Nihan into your life?”

“Mr. Samarat, now I could understand your mind. You have kept something in your mind and talking. It is too much and unbecoming of you, being a reputed doctor with cardiology as specialisation, but you never know the heart of the damsels, especially of your legally wedded wife. May be I am a bad woman for you, but don’t bring some fictitious name and disrespect the concept of true love and lovers”

It seemed Mr. Samarat was hurt seriously. It was exactly at the stroke of 0200 hrs he left me and my son; and left my bungalow quite ashamed rather rashly in his car.

In fact, I really felt bad of my behaviour at the spur of the movement, as my basic instinct reminded me that what I did was not at all correct; and it was quite unbecoming of an Indian house wife to remove the bindi from forehead and wedlock from the neck when her husband was alive.

With so many wavering thoughts, I couldn’t get sleep; and at the stroke of 0300hrs I received a call.

I never felt bad to be disturbed as I was not sleeping. It was a call from the traffic cops and their information was that Mr. Samarat met with a head on collusion with a lorry, when he was driving his car towards international airport and died instantaneously on the spot.

“Rosaline, Rosaline” I could hear my dad tapping the door hurriedly.

She was seen writing her diary without any feelings and emotions.

“Do you have information about the accident?” Mr. Richards asked her in suspicion whether she knew it or not.

"I am already informed not by the cops but also by the owner cum driver of the lorry"

“Then please don’t brainstorm yourself now my child. We will see the dead body in the mortuary tomorrow, and from there I will make all arrangements to take the dead body direct to cremation” My father came to my room and informed me.

He appeared to me as robot rather a human being with a heart and soul. The great tragedy never pinched him at all. No wonder if the world might look down him as he was one and the only father who never bothered about his only daughter becoming a widow, which information he took it as routine news.

 

 Chapter: 15

     It was the bed room of Mr. Richard. He was alone and awfully drunk. Now he was feeling sorry for the state of affairs prevailing in his family.

He couldn’t digest the truth that his daughter became a widow. It pinched him a lot and brought him so much pain and agony. He had been suffering within himself as his only daughter’s life was spoiled and there was no hope to bring back her happiness again in this life, because of do’s and undo’s he had been committing at various stages.

And finally he decided and took a diary and started writing in it, ever since the tragic `night, after hearing the death of Mr. Samarat.

 

Chapter: 16

 

“Why do you want to stay here Miss. Jasmine?” A strange question, but a straight question put by Honey.

Any girl who attained puberty, especially when her father was alone in the house as a widower would certainly ask any spinster who wantonly stay in her house during night to clarify her doubt. And Miss. Honey was no exception to it.

“I came on the invitation of your dad; and it is only to attend on you all the five days; and I am here to get you ready with bridal makeup and traditional jewellery for your 5th day function” Jasmine replied her politely.

“But, I strongly suspect that you are fond of my dad; and finally I warn you that I will not accept you in place of my mum; and even for dating with my father also I don’t allow you because my father is a celebrity in the society. He is commanding respect both in his department and among the public. You better leave him once for all Jasmine” She didn’t care to place a serious accusation against a lady police officer.

Honey got herself irritated and spoke out and out her rejection towards her stay any more in her bungalow.

“Your presumption is totally wrong Honey. Who told you all this? Can anybody misinterpret our relation? Your dad is a senior cop and I am undergoing practical training under him; and I have got highest respects for him; and my visit to his camp office on and often was only official and nothing personal”

“Sorry Jasmine, please don’t underestimate me; and I don’t think that I am a minor and innocent. You better not to play games with me Jasmine. I know what for you have come here with bag and baggage in the late night?

I can visualise that what sin you have committed after I have gone to slumbering sleep in last night”

“Shut up you mad girl” Mr. Anirudh slaped his daughter.

On hearing heated discussion who just came there heard their conversation, and.

“Sir, please don’t be emotional and lose your temper. After all she a minor, and her suspicion about our relationship is quite but natural. I will clarify all her doubts” She tried to convince him.

“I am sorry Jasmine. I never thought that this girl would behave so indecently and even without caring an IPS probationer”

“Please don’t get yourself irritated sir. Ranks and hierarchy are only for us and not for our children sir. You please go and take rest and I will handle her sir”

“It’s okay, but you need not come down or beg her Jasmine” He then left to his room.

They both remain there.

“Please do not come to jumping conclusions Honey. What you thought of us is all wrong. The videos I carried contain the crime scenes. In fact we observed the crime scenes minutely in the LED TV and discussing about the cases; and observing the clues in the case to unearth the mystery of the murder of Mr. Peter, who is no other than your class mate” Jasmine explained her about her previous visit and tried to cajole her.

“Sorry, you are lying Jasmine. Please don’t try to hide your physical relation with a married person and also the father of a matured girl. And I know that yours is all a concocted story. You are only trying to divert me to escape from your unholy union with my dad. And I don’t allow anybody; and even if it were you being an IPS officer to see in the company of my dad and in the place of my mum”

“Shut up you crazy girl. Don’t speak a single word against your dad. It is not the fault of your dad and in fact your mum has committed a grave mistake by giving divorce to a very fine officer and a nice gentleman; and the fact is known to the entire world that your dad is pious and God fearing man, governed by morals and ethics.

He was quite unfortunate and he didn’t deceive your mum, but in fact it was your mum not only disowned him, but also she discarded you; and later she had been dating with her classmate and former lover; and a business tycoon, as she was very much fond of accumulating money, money and more money, and a billionaire status in the society, but ultimately she proved herself to be a bitch. I am not a woman of that culture. For god’s sake please don’t compare me with such unholy woman.

And if your dad really wants to marry or at least wants me for dating, I am ever ready and so also there are so many beautiful damsels roaming about him. But he is not selfish to think about his pleasures, but he is bothered about you and your future.

Even when I spoke to you all the facts in black and blue also; if you still suspect me means I confirm that you are jealous about the spinsters; and suffering from a disease and in medical terminology it is called ‘hysteria’

And if you don’t want any women to attend your function, it is okay and now itself I leave your bungalow; and later you will repent for your mistake and misunderstanding me and your dad” Jasmine got irritated and warned her.

In the meanwhile the housemaid came and informed that she kept everything ready for her fifth day ceremonial bath.

Honey was silent and she had no voice to rise against Jasmine, and further she was thinking seriously about the acquisitions against her mum.

“Okay Honey, now I am going to prepare you for the function and soon after the function is over, I will leave your bungalow and till then you please cooperate with me and you shouldn’t lose your temper and hurt your dad anymore” Miss. Jasmine warned her ultimately.

Honey thought for a while and then she decided and kept quite.

 

Chapter: 17

     It was 0100hrs. Miss. Honey was alone in her bed room. She looked all around her room at once. The room was packed with a good number of gifts offered by her classmates, the neighbouring women besides the relatives from her father’s side.

Honey’s attention was drawn towards the presentation brought by Mrs. Rosaline, mother of Mr. Rohit. In fact, Mr. Anirudh extended invitation to all the girls of her class and so also mothers of all her classmates as the function is related to females.

She opened the gift pack. It contained a gold chain, a pair of ear rings, two bangles and a lady’s wrist watch and all are of matching designs.

She wore them at once and observed herself in different angles in the mirror. She was looking beautiful in the bridal makeup, together with the matching garments and jewellery.

“Gracious, splendid, marvellous” She was surprised to hear an unknown voice.

She turned back and found Rohit with a parrot in a cage. She understood, when the parrot again repeated the compliment.

Rohit handed over the parrot along with the cage to her.

“Thanks to both of you” She said in utmost humility.
She hanged the cage to one of the cradle hooks.

“As it is late in the night, how could you enter our bungalow Rohit?”

“I have come stealthily”

“Who has opened the door?”

“I am not a fool to enter through main gate and ask your dad to open the entrance door at these odd hours”

“Are you a spider man?”

“No, to scale over your compound wall, I need not become a spider man. I have simply jumped the wall from rear side as it is not too high and I have entered the bungalow through the kitchen door, which is not closed; perhaps your housemaid forgot to lock it. And as per my promise I have come only to congratulate you personally and present you a gift”

“Your mum has already given me garments and jewelleries, why again this?”

“That is all from her side and this one is exclusively a special gift for you and now I am feeling nervous whether you like it or not?” He expressed his doubt.

“Thank you and it is simply marvellous” She was happy to receive it.

He then tried to sit on the cot by her side.

“Sorry, not on the cot, but sit on the sofa”

“Why so?”

“Because I am matured”

“So what?”

“I am told to keep myself away from boys”

“Who told you? Or are you yourself putting the restriction?”

“Of course I am told by Miss. Jasmine”

“Who is she to advise you, and after all she is an outsider?” He said in irritation.

“Normally I never care her, but it was reputedly told by my relatives. And also I am experiencing so many physiological changes in me” She said feeling little bit shy.

“But, I don’t find any change in you, expect change of wearing single piece gown to half sari”

“You tube light, you don’t know and your observation and knowledge of anatomy of woman is very poor”

“What?”

“Yes I doubt you are not that matured to grasp what I mean; and by the by do you have computer or lap top at Home?”

“I am having desk top at home; and tell me for what?”

“Have you ever seen pornography?”

“What is it? I only saw cartoon films in my desk top and I used to play videogames also”

“Then I must call you a baby child”

“Shut up don’t call me a baby child. I know pornography and it is exhibiting body and muscles” He replied her innocently.

“That is why I called you a baby”

“Then do you want me to test?”

“Why again to test, it is clear you don’t know a, b, c, d of sex & sexual education. Now at least you better see it in my lap tap” She then opened her lap top and connected the net and searched for xxx blue films and live videos of pornography.

 

Chapter: 18

     Miss. Jasmine got up from sleep. Her room was situated adjacent to the bed room of Honey.

She could hear some noise was coming out from the room of Honey. She immediately came to the hall. There was illumination of light visible underneath the door of the bed room o Honey.

“Who is there?” She raised her voice and called the housemaid.

The housemaid woke up and appeared before Jasmine.

Jasmine opened the bed room door of Honey, as the door was not locked from inside. She was upset on seeing Rohit in the bed room of Honey.

She noticed them looking pornography on the screen of LED TV.

On seeing Jasmine, Honey switched off the TV.

“Why don’t you knock the door, before entering into my room Miss. Jasmine? Even my dad never enters my room without my permission. But, you being an educated behaved quite contrarily. I never expect this kind of behaviour and attitude from you Jasmine. Moreover you are also an unmarried spinster and encroached into my privacy” Honey took her a class on manners.

“Enough Honey, please don’t talk anymore. Who allowed this rascal inside your room?”

“He is my guest and my classmate; and I only called him. Why do you lose your tong? Please say sorry to him”

“Shut up, don’t talk rot. I have not committed any mistake, and for your information I never make mistakes either knowingly or unknowingly. Hence the question of saying sorry doesn’t arise at all in my case” Miss. Jasmine said seriously.

“Do you think that dishonouring the guest is not a mistake?” Rohit interfered and pointed out her.

“Shut up, you manner less brute, how dare are you to cross question me?” So saying, she slapped Rohit.

“It is barbarous. I condemn your act; and it is quite unbecoming of you Jasmine” Honey reacted seriously.

“Why are you questioning me Honey? Do you suggest me to leave both of you freely in the room, and get I out leaving you undisturbed presuming you as married couple enjoying sex or lovers in dating?”

“Yes of course, we may be couples or lovers, but it is none of your business to interfere in my personal matters; and it is not manners also”

“Shut up, and are you crazy after sex at this age?”

“You shut up and in fact I am not, but it is you mad after that?”

“Have you seen me in the company of anybody? Or you are simply presuming?”

“Miss. Jasmine don’t be over smart. Don’t try to expose your talent before me. I saw you carrying some DVD’s into the bed room of my dad, and strongly believe that they are only xxx blue films. And you have been staying in the bed room of my dad for long hours, and what for you are running after my dad, if not for physical relation?” She point blank asked her.

“Okay I will explain it later, but you first tell the pass word of your lap top” Jasmine asked her seriously.

“Why do you need my password?”

“Yes, I need it to check up your activities”

“In what capacity you are questioning me?”

“Of course, as your guardian”

“Is it yourself styled?”

“No your dad has entrusted me to take care of you since you are matured. Now I will verify your lap top and find out the down loads and since how long you both have spent in your bed room without our knowledge; and finally I will tell your dad all about you and this rough, and what for you both are in the room? And what are you doing here?”

“Miss Jasmine, I am seriously telling, you better be in your limits. We are not as cheap as you; and we are the best friends besides classmates too”

“It’s okay, I may look cheap for you, but how cum a boyfriend come to the bed room of a matured girl stealthily in the dead of the night; and witnessing pornography along with her?” Jasmine put her in quandary.

“Who told you madam? We are only looking the video graph of Honey’s function” Mr. Rohit interfered and took the lead and supported Honey.

“Shut up you idiot, don’t bluff me”

“Sorry aunty, please learn how to respect the guest?” Honey reacted at once on behalf of Rohit.

“He is a bloody liar, and you please don’t trust him Honey”

“Jasmine you are unnecessarily interfering in our matters and belittling my guest. It is not fair on your part”

“Sorry Honey, he may be a your guest, but for me as a cop he is only a criminal; and I don’t tolerate your interference anymore in my investigation, and you better keep quite. And I will never leave him” She cautioned her.

Later she caught hold of Rohit with her right hand and used her mobile and informed police control room to send a patrolling vehicle to lift him.

Honey gave a hint to Rohit to escape. Rohit bite the hand of Jasmine and ran towards main gate.

When she alerted the security guards, the latter tried to stop him, but Rohit threw them to ground ruthlessly; and even before the security loaded their guns, he scaled over the wall and fled away into darkness.

On hearing the noise, Anirudh rushed to the room of Honey.

“Dad it is too much and Jasmine is over acting”

“Shut up and don’t talk rot. You have become headstrong” Anirudh shouted her.

Honey grasped that he understood their affair. And that she lowered down her voice.

“Rohit is one of my classmates since our kindergarten; and he has come only to give me a presentation. Please try to understand me dad”

“Don’t irritate me Honey”

“Why don’t you trust me dad? Why are you giving importance to an outsider? If she really has character, how can she come straight and stay in our home? Is it manners? It is quite unbecoming of any spinster? And in which capacity she is staying here dad?”

“Shut up you mad girl. You have no right to question her integrity. She is perfectly a gentle lady besides a sincere cop. Perhaps you don’t understand how do people think off on seeing your boyfriend in your bed room at this odd hour? That is way she admonished you orally, but you deserve more than that” Anirudh lost his temper and slapped her.

“I am sorry sir, she is a minor, please excuse her, rest I will take care of her sir” Miss Jasmine tried to convince him.

“Okay I trust you. Take care of her. If she behaves differently don’t hesitate to beat her. I am giving you freedom to take any decision as far my daughter is concerned”

“Please show sympathy towards her, please don’t forget that she is a minor and also brought up without mother’s care and caution. It takes some time for her to learn our systems and culture sir”

“I don’t want anybody’s sympathy” Honey was hurt and said rashly and went inside her room and bolted it.

“See how she behaves? You must be ruthless with her and don’t serve food to her. She must starve a day at least”

“Sorry sir, she is an innocent girl. She doesn’t know; and so far nobody taught her to keep boyfriends at distance. I will cajole her. Please go and take rest sir” She sent him away.

“Honey your dad has gone please open the door” Jasmine taped the door and informed her.

But there was no response from Honey. Jasmine realised that it was a futile effort.

She came back and lay down on the bed, but she couldn’t get sleep as she was severely hurt by Honey’s comments and also her indecent behaviour.

She was seriously thinking about Rohit, whom she thought was only responsible for polluting the mind of the teenage girl.

 

Chapter: 19

    It was 0400hrs early in the morning. Rohit returned home and opened the door with a duplicate key. But to his surprise his mum was present in the hall. He thought that she was in deep sleep. He only knew that on his request she attended the function in the house of Honey and she returned from the function after finishing lunch around 1500hrs. But he left home in the morning itself and since then he returned just then only.

Mrs. Rosaline was awaiting him to convey him an important thing, but she couldn’t find him nor even get him over mobile phone. So she tried this way and finally caught him.

He was found to be little drossy.

“Why are you coming home late in the nights Rohit? What is wrong with you? Have you drunk?”

“Sorry mum, are you suspecting me? I don’t take liquors. It is true I am sleepy because I am awake till late in the night”

“Then what are you doing till late nights? Are you going to pubs?”

“Mum don’t forget that I am only fifteen plus”

“Then why are you rooming round you fiancée?”

“Mum I don’t have any fiancée”

“Shut up, then why have you purchased garments and jewellery to her secretly without even shown to me?”

“I have taken your permission and then only I purchased mum. But, I think now you might have opened the gift packs and observed them, which means you have no trust on me”

“No I am not that narrow minded Rohit . But, how shameful it is for me to come to know it through some third party? In fact, I haven’t open the gifts, but the jewellery shop owner has informed me that you have spent money quite lavishly”

“But I honestly tell you mum that she is my one and the only friend. If you want me to be isolated from my classmates you better put me in orphanage”

“Shut up I thought that you are an intelligent child and can understand things all around you. But now I am only made to understand that there is only biological change in you, but your mind is not matured. You are not caring others at all. Don’t be over smart” She shouted at him.

“So you have decided to hang me today under any cost mum?”

“I am leaving India to the USA by today’s first flight. This I wanted to tell you and that is why I have been long waiting for you”

“Why are you suddenly going abroad? Is it so urgent?”

“Urgent of course, and I will be back only after a week or fortnight and this is one of my credit cards and keep it with you and use it for your expenses if any; and I asked the car driver to stay back at home as your caretaker, do you understand?” She handed over him the credit card.

As she was ready with her bag and baggage, the driver brought the car to the portico and put the luggage in the boot space.

“Why you are going to the USA mum? Who is there?”

She looked at him seriously.

“If you feel it a secret you need not tell me mum”

“Shut up, I have certain obligations to fulfil as promised to your grandpa”

“Of course, I expected it”

“What?”

“Nothing, happy bon voyage mum”

“Thanks” She said seriously and left for airport.

He observed that she was carrying the ashes of his late dad Dr. Samarat secretly, almost thirteen years after his death, a strange but a great tradition.

Rohit found a wire on the table which read as “Dr. Lilly and Miss. Catherine died in a head on collision of car and truck at the California city, the USA; and the bodies are preserved in mortuary”

Rohit didn’t go to sleep. He understood that his father had first wife and a daughter, which fact was known to everybody except him. His mum was also secreting certain things from him.

Now he understood that she was going to the USA only to attend to their funeral and mix the ashes of his dad along with their ashes in high seas. He immediately rang up to Honey and informed her all about his parents.

She asked him to control himself; and she further promised him that she would be coming to him at once.

 

Chapter: 20

 

It was already 0700hrs. The housemaid served bed coffee to Miss. Jasmine.

Honey got up from her bed, finished her brushing, bathing, and dressed herself and got ready for attending her school.

“Good morning Honey” Mr. Anirudh forgot the last night’s episode; and as usual he greeted his daughter.

He was in uniform and came to dining table to have breakfast with Honey and Jasmine.

“Very good morning dad, I am ready” Honey greeted him and came to dining table.

“Please call Jasmine aunty also for breakfast baby. We all will finish breakfast and we will leave you at your school on our way to office”

Honey as per the instructions of her father knocked her door and as there was no response from Jasmine. She came back and informed him the same. He thought that she might be dressing.

“Shall we wait for her for some more time or finish our breakfast dear”

“We will wait for her dad as she is our guest”

“Good, yours is a beautiful manners baby. Then we will certainly wait”

They waited, waited and waited. They waited for more than half an hour.

Then Anirudh called the housemaid and asked her to inform Jasmine as they were waiting for her.

The housemaid knocked the door at once; and when there was no response she pushed the door; as it was not bolted from inside it opened automatically; and she found Jasmine sleeping on the bed. She informed the same to Anirudh.

Anirudh looked at his wrist watch and found it was 0930hrs.

“Oh my god still she is sleeping” He was little irritated.

There was senior officer’s conference by 1000hrs and he already told her to get ready by 0900, but it appeared for him that she neglected.

“Honey please go and wake her up”

She went inside and called her affectionately. When she didn’t respond to her call, she went near to her and tried physically to wake her up, but in vain.

“Dad she is no more” She raised hue and cry and fainted.

“What?” He ran towards her room.

He found Jasmine dead. Her boy colour was changed from placenta to light bluish and he suspected it might be either due to snake bite or suicide by consuming chemical poison.

Then his suspicion went round homicide; and he then observed all around her room; and found a black cobra, which was hiding at the corner of the room as there was no escape and also the flooring was made with a fine and smooth Italic marbles which were slippery even to move.

Then the next question which stroke to his mind was that it might have been the crocked work of somebody with malicious intention.

If at all a black cobra was there means there was no chance of any snake entering the bed room.

If so it might have been pre-planned by somebody, who might have thrown into the bed room from hall by entering the bungalow, as the windows in the room are made air tight as it was provided with a central AC. However, he couldn’t assess anything at that stage.

He knew that he was in troubled waters as it was a ghastly tragedy and it happened right in his bungalow, during her unauthorised stay. He had to answer the hierarchy and so also to face the media.

An unmarried lady probationary IPS officer’s unnatural death couldn’t be taken casual by the government, the media and the public. Prima facie there were serious allegations against him and the women’s forums were demanding the Government to take up the issue seriously; and severe disciplinary action should be initiated against the ACP Mr. Anirudh.

He reacted very sharply. He sprinkled water on Honey. And she slowly gained conscious. He instructed the housemaid to accompany his daughter. He further instructed his driver to drop them at the bungalow of Mrs. Rosaline at once.

“You stay there for few days, till I come and pick up Honey; and return the car after you both are dropped there” He took the decision instantly as it would become a big issue.

Further, as a cop he suspected that Honey would be scared because of the intervention of senior officers; and she would be subjected to cross examination by many officers; and media coverage would be more, till the investigation was completed and the dead body of Jasmine was disposed off.

The housemaid kept the dress and accessories and make up kit of Honey in a travel bag; and later she also kept her dress in another bag and accompanied Honey in the car.

Later, Anirudh gave SMS to Mrs. Rosaline mentioning that he was sending Honey to her bungalow with a request to take care of his daughter for few days.

Mr. Anirudh then informed to DGP and Additional DG law& order, IG Intelligence, the jurisdiction officers and the clues team about the incident.

In the meanwhile, the death news spread slowly to the neighbours and public gather there; and senior cops rushed in, followed by the media of course.

 

Chapter: 21

 

“Really it is a surprise to me Honey. I hope you would recollect the fact that I informed you and also welcomed you to come to my bungalow when my mum is away. Now exactly that happened. My mum has gone to the states, and would be returning after a week or fortnight; and anyway it is fine as both of us are left free; and we are in need of other’s company; and since you have come and joined me, I think both of our needs would be fulfilled” Said Rohit to Honey.

The car driver kept their bag and baggage in his bungalow and left.

Whereas the housemaid went to kitchen room.

“So nice, and your mum’s taste is simply superb and she deserves to be honoured” Honey was looking all around the house and complimented Mrs. Rosaline.

“Whom are you complimenting Honey?”

“Obviously your mum, for her taste of decorating your home so splendidly and marvellously”

“Really! But you haven’t seen my bed room; and after visiting it only you can decide whom to compliment? It is either my mum or me?”

“Sure, let us see that also” He led her to his room and after opening the door, he just clapped once. It turned to be the night effect with the Galaxy, though it was truly a day. It was really fantastic.

“Welcome Honey”

On hearing a melodious voice, she was stunned.

It was the voice of a nightingale, from the cage, hanged at the corner of his bed room.

“Beautiful and thank you dear” She acknowledged the bird.

“Sit down Honey” He showed her the sofa.

He took her bag and baggage and kept them in the racks in his room, and later facilitated her to sit in a sofa.

“Thanks, but you are as smart as Casanova, and you have well planed yourself in advance?” Honey ridiculed him.

“No, no, you are wrong, I am neither a palmist nor numerologist nor a tantric to visualise our future. All the happenings here are only sheer coincidence” He said seriously.

“Sorry” She said apologetically.

“It’s okay”

He brought two ice cream cups, coke tins from the fridge and kept on the tea table.

She didn’t touch anything though her favourite ice cream cups are close to her proximity.

“Please have it Honey” He offered ice cream cup to her.

“No thanks” She refused to take.

“I am sorry if I have hurt you” He said and did sit ups holding his ears with cross hands.

She tried to hold her smile in between her teeth as she could see his short was tore off and also there was no under wear. He immediately covered it with a towel.

“Please enjoy the taste of ice cream and I will change my trouser and come back Honey” He said and rushed to his dressing room.

“Hey Pamper boy” On his return from dressing room, she nicknamed him.

“What?”

“I have seen a birthday boy” She said smilingly.

“What?” he didn’t catch her.

“I am referring you only, birth day boy” She ridiculed him.

“I am no way less than you, and perhaps you will be shocked if I unveil the mystery”

“What is it?” She asked him curiously.

“I have seen an apple girl” He just said casually.

“Who is she?” She asked him at once.

“You are only”

“What?”

“It only refers to the size of your bra”

“Shut up, how do you know it?”

“I have seen you wearing it”

“You mean nude”

“Yeah”

“When did you see me?”

“When we were viewing pornography, you went to change your clothes to night gown”

“But I do remember that I have bolted the door of the dressing room, and then how could you see me?”

“I could peep through key hole”

“So I call you a cheat”

“Sorry, please don’t belittle me. But even if I asked you honestly to show yourself live, would you oblige me? And by the way I feel that there shouldn’t be any secrecy between true friends”

“Of course I can, but we are classmates and besides good friends and then how cum you ask me to appear before you nude? Shame on your part Rohit” She said in little embarrassed situation.

“I know that you are indecisive and that is the reason why I stealthily saw you”

“Do you really want to see me nude?” Honey interrupted and asked him straight.

“Of course”

“But afterwards, are you confident that our friendship will be continued; and we will not fall a prey for worldly pleasures and remain as good friends”

“Sure, why do you doubt me? In fact we are the best friends and there shouldn’t be any secrecy between us” He gave her assurance.

“I see” Honey said and she immediately bolted her bed room door and undressed herself completely and appeared before him in complete nude with erotic postures.

Rohit became panic on seeing her serious reaction and consequent her nudity.

“Thanks” Later he said.

“Mere thanks are not enough man; there must be reciprocation” She instigated him rather provoked him.

“What?” He said in shock.

“Yes, and now I expect the same from you” Honey obligated him indirectly.

“What?” He was feeling shy and nervous too.

“Hey man, I remember you have just now said that there shouldn’t be any secrecy between the true friends; but now you are taking a U turn, then what great is there in our friendship?”

Rohit didn’t give her further chance to challenge him further. He immediately undressed his trouser.

“No please” Honey became annoyed and said.

“Why?” He reacted sharply.

“Because, we will be tempted and fall a prey for ugly desires and commit worldly sins” Honey spoke in full maturity by realising her limits being a spinster girl.

“Well I could understand what you mean by ugly desires as I know that it only refers to my desire to see you nude, but I couldn’t understand what is meant by worldly sins?”

He appeared to her still a birth day boy, as he could either know about sex or willing to experience it at this stage.

“Sorry you can’t understand it now Rohit” She understood that he was not matured and was really innocent.

“Why?” Rohit asked her innocently.

“I think you are younger than me by at least one year”

“No, only one month”

“How”

“As per our date of births from our school records, I am born in 2001, whereas you are born in 2002” She said confidently.

“Though we both are born in two different years; and in fact I am born, only one month later than you are born that means I am younger than you by one month only” He said as per his calculations.

“I couldn’t catch you” She expressed her doubt.

“It is simple. Your date of birth is 18th December, 2001, whereas mine is 17th January, 2002. From 18th December to 17th January is exactly 31 days, means a month. Is it okay?”

“You are so cleaver”

“Thanks”

“Be frank and you just answer me even after seeing my erotic figure, what are your inner feelings and external emotions?” She asked him while observing him stealthily.

“Nothing, but I have seen the anatomy of woman practically”

“Do you like to kiss me at least?”

“No, and you are not a baby to be kissed affectionately?”

“Do you like to have a go with me?”

“Shut up” He became wild.

“I pity and you are an idiot” She said in upset.

“Why do you lose your tong? I haven’t said anything wrong” He was firm in his stand.

“As it goes to prove without any suspicion that you are not matured both physically and mentally also, to know what exactly is the physical relation between a teen aged boy and a girl means”

“Sorry, you are talking about unnecessary things. Please don’t forget that we are the best friends and there shouldn’t be any emotions and physical affair between us, except only feelings”

“Of course I admit, but we belong to two different genders. Till now I have many a hope on you, but you have turned down me” Honey said in utter- disappointment.

“I am really sorry Honey. I hate such a heinous and unholy relation even in thought, expression; and finally either dating or marriage and consequent conjugal happiness between us.

In fact that was the reason why I disrespected Mr. Johnson and so also for the same reason I hated Miss. Jasmine too” He made up his mind very clear.

“Sorry Rohit, please don’t belittle them as they are no more”

“No more means, I know Mr. Johnson has committed suicide. But what has happened to Miss. Jasmine?”

“She died under mysterious circumstances, and that is the reason why my dad has sent me to your home”

“Is it homicide or suicide?”

“No, it is neither of the two, but she might have died due to snake bite”

“Is it confirmed?”

“I don’t know exactly, but we noticed a black cobra hiding in the corner of her room and hence we suspected”

“Thank God”

“What do you mean?”

“It is really good news for me you know”

“It is too much and you are heartless fellow Rohit” Honey felt bad about him.

“I am sorry Honey, Please don’t mistake me. Miss. Jasmine admonished me unnecessarily and hence God has punished her”

“You are biased Rohit. It is not correct to speak against our enemy also. You get yourself hurt for even trivial things. She is older than us and she has every right to admonish us, but you have unnecessarily bore grudge against her. It is not fair on your part” She took him a class.

“I am not one sided Honey and for your information I felt happy when Mr. Johnson, my mum’s lover committed suicide recently you know?”

“Is it really suicide?” She expressed her doubt.

“Why do you doubt? I am neither a cop investigating his case nor he is our family member to know about the cause of his death” He replied her sarcastically.

“I am just asking you as I know that he is your mum’s classmate” She said out of curiosity to know about Mr. Johnson.

“In fact we never honoured him nor at least treated him as our family friend”

“Then, why are you serious about him, instead of showing sympathy”

“No one feels sympathy if they really know his attitude”

“Is he that bad?”

“Promise me not to disclose the secret to anybody?”

He stretched his right hand; and she joined her right hand with him as a token of promise.

“I only shot him dead” He said proudly.

“What! You killed him? I can’t believe it. Perhaps you might have cut a joke”

“I expected, not only yourself none in the world believe my version. But I promise you that I am only speaking truth Honey”

“How is it possible? He is quite handsome, able bodied, besides an athlete, and you look petty before him you know”

“Yes it is possible, and I only did it when he was awfully drunk and when he was not in a position to identify anybody”

“Don’t you know the punishment for murder?”

“I know, but nobody knows the crime except you and me, and there is no evidence also. And people are sympathising with him as he committed suicide due to his failure in love”

“How police and public have believed it as suicide, and for what reason? And what made you to shot him?”

“He is my mum’s classmate; and since then he has been running after my mum and harassing her and hence I had no alternative than to eliminate him”

“Is that the only reason?

“Of course, he is pressuring my mum and grandpa to marry my mum. I couldn’t tolerate and spare anybody who is trying to occupy my father’s place”

“But if it is known to your mum how should she think about you?”

“And even if she knows she would support me only, because I am my mum’s first lover. For her, I am the world. Nobody can substitute me. That is the love and affection my mum has on me; and of course unlike your father who is mad after Miss. Jasmine, as he found her a substitute to your mum” Rohit spoke high of his mum.

“Shut up, and don’t talk even a word against my dad” She said very seriously.

He could find colours changed in the face of Honey.

“I am sorry, I don’t mean to hurt you Honey, but I only spoke the fact” He tried to cajole her.

“Your mum may be great to you Rohit, but for me my dad is much greater than any parent in the world. Though he is having age, and he has so many opportunities, mounting pressure on him with so many proposals brought by my grandparents, he never chose to go for another marriage, as he doesn’t want to keep me under the mercy of a step mother, that was the greatness of my dad you know” She also spoke high of her dad.

“But why should your dad entertain Miss. Jasmine, if not for dating?” Rohit put her in irksome situation.

“Your inference is not correct Rohit; and my dad is not running after her. In fact she was only after him and perhaps my dad might have rejected her and that was the reason why she might be upset and got to end herself at a quite young age so pathetically”

“You mean say that due to her failure in love only she committed suicide”

“May be”

“Okay I accept as both of our parents are great and we need not worry about their villains; and as they are no more and we are safe and our interests are protected”

“Thanks Rohit and you are the most loveable boy and a good friend of mine” She held him tight and kissed on his forehead affectionately.

“Me too” Rohit also kissed on her forehead.

“But promise me Honey not to behave vulgarly with me hereafter”

“I promise you, but you also promise me that by chance if there is any change in your feelings over me, even after viewing pornography and xxx films, you will have to accept me; and so also you must invariably fulfil my proposal to have the first go with me”

“What?” He was again annoyed.

“Don’t be afraid of me Rohit; and what I mean to say is that future is uncertain. May be you also attain age and get tempted like me on seeing hot scenes than will you keep yourself silent? If you do it you will be proved mainly, if not it may mean umpteen doubts” She tempted him verbally.

“Please don’t let me down by unnecessary inhibitions. I am not that innocent or baby child as you have underestimated me, but I am quite firm in my stand, when once I say means I will forever abide by it. For your information, I will never open internet and see the pornography” He replied her quite stubbornly and put her in embarrassed situation.

“Don’t say no; and there need not be any censure to sex and sex education” She again suggested him.

“Shame on your part Honey, you are speaking about big things beyond your age”

“I haven’t spoken anything wrong Rohit. It is quite but natural to feel sexual emotions when once we grow to age you know?”

“But we are still minors and is it our priority or studies?”

“Both will go hand in glow. When we are hungry are we not consuming some food stuffs? Similarly, this is also one kind of desire which could be fulfilled only when we heart fully enjoy”

“Then it makes no difference between a play boy and me” Rohit said seriously.

“But, any way I sincerely wish you must see them; and if you are really frozen means you don’t have confidence in you?”

“Okay I abide by your challenge and I prove myself that I am not a play boy and at the same time I am perfect down to any earth man Honey”

“But you shouldn’t avoid seeing pornography I believe; and then only I consider you as a real hero” She further instigated him.

He nodded her head as symbol of “yes”

“I doubt Rohit whether who will win finally?” She expressed her doubt towards him.

“Let us see” He said firmly.

“I only win” She said confidently.

“Okay, I wish you all the best” He concluded.

 

 Chapter: 22

 

It was day dawn. The DGP signed the orders and were served to Mr. Anirudh. The essence of the order was that Mr. Anirudh was kept under suspension in the case of un-natural death of Miss. Jasmine, a trainee IPS officer in his bungalow.

Another shock to Mr. Anirudh was that in the Post-mortem report of the medical expert, it was further mentioned that Miss. Jasmine conceived and was carrying fourth month.

She was an unmarried spinster. There was not even a single rumour that she was in love or dating with anybody. But everyone including the top cops, public and press and media were suspecting Mr. Anirudh.

It was a known fact that Mr. Anirudh was discarded by his young and beautiful wife. Since then he didn’t marry; and at least he was not in dating with anybody; and though he was a strict and sincere officer, but was habituated to alcohol, as his wife betrayed him and spoiled his celebrity image in the society.

As such there were good reasons for their suspicion as Miss. Jasmine was a young and cute besides a Probationer attached to a handsome senior police Officer Mr. Anirudh, who was a widower too. But, instead of giving her practical training he made her pregnant.

And the Government was serious about the death of a young, dynamic and upcoming police officer Miss. Jasmine in the bungalow of ACP Mr. Anirudh; and the latter who was having good reputation for his honesty and integrity besides his steadfastness, was now corned by the senior cops for his omissions and commissions, a quite unfortunate thing to happen in his life time, spoiling his career.

In their preliminary report, the doctors opined that the cause of her death was not snake bite, but a chemical poison found in her intestines and was preserved for forensic test to be conducted at the Central Forensic Lab.

Now it was crucial for the CBI to find out in their investigation whether her death was Suicidal or Homicidal?

 

Chapter: 23

    “I am sorry I never expected that your dad would involve in such a heinous crime Honey” Rohit expressed his sympathy to Honey.

“Are you suspecting the bona fides of my dad Rohit?” Honey felt humiliated by his comment on his father.

“Sorry, I never mean that, I am just referring the reaction of the public and consequent their misunderstanding your dad. At this stage we should only find fault with Miss. Jasmine for her lose character and unholy alliance and finally coward act” Rohit finally threw the blame on Miss. Jasmine.

“Sorry Rohit why do you belittle women? And even if you corner Miss. Jasmine, it also reflects the character and antecedents of my dad. In fact, if my dad really wants her for dating or for, so also Miss. Jasmine, if she was really interested in my dad, they need not care anybody; and that they would have definitely married” She said in confidence.

“Why don’t you think in another way, perhaps they might have been in dating” Rohit expressed his doubt.

“No, my dad would always respect our customs and traditions and he wouldn’t go down for dating in cosmopolitan style under ant cost. But I can tell you one thing Rohit, as Jasmine was hardly 28yrs and my dad is 50 plus, almost double her age; and instead of choosing a widower and a father of a matured daughter, she would fall in love with some youngster, who would suit to her in all aspects” Honey personified the conduct and character of both her dad and Miss. Jasmine.

“So you are supporting her. But do you think how the public are thinking and suspecting her conduct and character as she tried to trap your father also?” Rohit questioned her seriously.

“Why are you so harsh Rohit in using rough words against Jasmine? What do you mean by trapping? Please tell me what did she expect from my dad? Is it money, Status, Position, Love or lust?” She questioned him seriously.

“May be for all” Rohit said rather ridiculously.

“I am sorry and I don’t understand why do you nourish so much grouse against her Rohit? After all she is a spinster and she may be having her dream boy. And I remember that you might have been offended, as she shouted at you and manhandled you on noticing you in my bed room at odd hours”

“No, not at all Honey, I have only exposed her conduct and character, besides her indecent behaviour, short temper, and instant reaction on seeing us moving close” Out and out, he spoke against her.

“That is all thrash, simply say you don’t like her” She exposed him.

“I am hundred percent doubtful about her conduct and character” Rohit was firm on his stand.

“What?”

“I do mean that she might be having loose morals, and shared bed with people whom she liked”

“It is too much on your part to comment a lady cop of top cadre Rohit” Honey spoke in support of her.

“Otherwise please tell me with whom she was in dating and conceived?” Rohit expressed his doubt.

“I don’t know. But, anyway I feel sorry for you talking ill about Miss. Jasmine who is no more Rohit?” She spoke in sympathy with her death.

“Then go to her cemetery and offer prayers to her, as if she turns to be an angle if not a devil to you” Rohit became serious.

“Hey, why are you becoming so serious man? By the way you are looking cute in angry mood also. With the serious look, the placenta in your face turns to be reddish in complexion, besides your voice has been changed into masculine. Now for me you appear to be attaining maturity and looking like a prince of charming beauty and I am tempted to kiss you; and I am unable to control myself and eager to have a go with you Rohit”

“Shut up, I have never expected that you are also spoiled like Jasmine. When you said that you are tempted to have a kiss and a go with me, I have lost my temper and become emotional and rather provoked to kill you for your thirst for worldly pleasures, rather nasty things like fucking, what the bitches and debauchers stoop down for enjoyment. I am sorry to say that you are spoiled may be because you are habituated to see xxx films and pornography in your lap top and you are tempted to do such things with me. Please stop your activity at least here after. I am warning you finally that expect that from me; and I don’t like to have such unholy physical attachment between us. And let us be good friends forever Honey” Rohit made up his mind very clear to her.

“Sorry Rohit, you can’t expect me to remain as bachelor forever; and my dad would never agree for that; and certainly he finds out a suitable bridegroom for me and performs my marriage. And if it is so what would be the plight of our friendship? How can we continue ourselves to be good friends forever Rohit?”

“Don’t worry, there would be certainly possible remedies for all the problems and we need not puzzle from now onwards. When time comes we definitely think for a better solution than breaking up ourselves and our friendship, instead of becoming a prey for ugly desires for the time being” He suggested her.

“Then it’s okay. When you are that much confident, can’t I trust you and repose confidence in yourself?” She said with utmost confidence in him.

“Please don’t disturb me”

“For what? So your mind is revolving round my figure isn’t it?” She asked him rhetorically.

He looked at her seriously.

“Thanks for your hospitality and good night Rohit” Honey switched of the light in the room and greeted him.

“It’s okay, and good night” Rohit said and covered blanket over himself.

 

Chapter: 24

    There started serious agitations from the women forums; human rights activists; women cops to arrest Mr. Anirudh, a senior cop, blaming him to have deceive Jasmine by false promise to marry and made her conceive and finally responsible for her unnatural death.

Added fuel to fire the opposition parties wanted to take up all the issues including the trivial issues seriously. As an IPS lady probationer died right in the head quarters of the chief Minister, the bureaucracy was alarmed; and it showed the failure of the District Special branch, the State intelligence, and the IB, which couldn’t predict things before and the intelligence collection was at stake. All the units miserably failed either to fix Mr. Anirudh, or unearth the mystery of her unnatural death.

To counter all the allegations, the Government ordered CBI to take up investigation. The DGP transferred the case from CBCID to CBI.

 

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Mr. Anirudh had been detained in the police officer’s Mess. He was subjected for interrogation methodically by the CBI officers for three days.

The officers were of the opinion that through him only Miss. Jasmine conceived. But whether it happened with her consent or by any other means or by wood winking her by Mr. Anirudh for dating with a false promise of marrying her; or otherwise when she denied him out and out he might have raped her by taking advantage as she was undergoing practical training; and when conceived, she might have committed suicide; or to hush up their affair, Anirudh might have well planned and got her murdered. They can’t get any clue or confession by Mr. Anirudh.

The only evidence on which the CBI had to rely very much was only the DNA test on Miss. Jasmine and her fetus. The blood samples of Mr. Anirudh were taken for test and he was finally released with a condition that he shouldn’t leave the city and should be available whenever they want to examine him.

Anirudh drove his car rashly towards the accommodation of Miss. Jasmine where she stayed as guest earlier to her death.

 

Chapter: 25

 

It was at the stroke of midnight 0100 hrs, Mrs. Rosaline got down the flight in the Rajeev Gandhi International Air port at Shamshabad. As she did not inform her arrival from the USA either to her PA or to the driver, they didn’t turn up to the air port, and she engaged a call taxi to her bungalow.

 

 

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It was 0100hrs. Mr Anirudh was consuming liquor, peg after peg at his bungalow. Even then he couldn’t come out from the pain of humiliation by levelling serious allegations against his conduct and character, while interrogation by the CBI. But, he couldn’t understand the mystery behind the death of Miss. Jasmine. In fact, what was bothering him was the puzzle as how could Jasmine conceive? And with whom she was in dating?

But while he was kept under suspension he personally probed into in depths of the family history, brought up, education and subsequent developments in career building up of Miss. Jasmine.

Late Mr. Johnson was her care taker as he brought her home when her parents died in a road accident and when she was taking plus two exams.

Miss. Jasmine was quite intelligent and she got through the examinations in first division and got rank in EMCET. So he got her admitted in Bachelor of engineering. After she passed Bachelor of Engineering in distinction, she took Indian civil services Examination and she got IPS; and after the basic training in Sardar Vallabhabhai Patel National police Academy (SVP NPA) situated at Hyderabad, she was posted to undergo practical training under his guidance.

After the death of Mr. Johnson, she preferred to stay in Officers Mess. Later when Honey attained puberty, Jasmine being a lady thought of the necessity and the need of her presence at his bungalow. As Honey was also in need of woman’s care at that time, he couldn’t say ‘no’ to her.

In fact he never had any second thoughts nor having any malicious intention against Jasmine. For him both Honey and Jasmine were the same as two daughters.

But he forgot to think about the society; wherein there were different kinds of people, some of them exclusively try to sling mud over the celebrities. In fact his loneliness also gave scope and a chance for officers, media and public to suspect his bona fides.

It was true that he did a glaring mistake in his long service of twenty years, allowing a spinster lady to stay in his house without the prior knowledge or permission of the head in the hierarchy. He then opened the case diary of the death of Mr. Johnson.

The I.O who investigated the case of late Mr. Johnson was Miss. Jasmine and she concluded the fact that Mrs. Rosaline and Mr. Jonson were classmates and lovers, besides they both married secretly and later they were forced to break up etc facts.

But she couldn’t give any conclusion whether the death of Johnson was a case of suicide or Homicide? Nor she suspected the hand of anybody?

In her case diary, ACP Anirudh found some lapses and missing links and further he didn’t find the personal dairy of Mr. Johnson. He immediately rang up to police station and enquired with the S.H.O regarding the diary of late Mr. Johnson.

But to his surprise the diary of late Mr. Johnson was traced along with the personal belongings of Miss. Jasmine. He instructed the Inspector to bring the personal diaries of Mr. Johnson and Miss. Jasmine and produce them before him at once.

Soon the Inspector of police brought the diaries which were in his personal custody and handed over to him.

After the inspector left his bungalow, ACP Anirudh first opened the diary of Miss. Jasmine. He eagerly read her writings, which were scribed before she died; and he was stunned on knowing the facts therein.

Though, late Mr. Johnson was the care taker and guardian of Jasmine, the latter fell in love with Mr. Johnson.

But he found answers to his umpteen doubts when he read the first page in the diary of Miss. Jasmine, which read as:
“I am yet to understand what exactly love means? When I have expressed my true love to Mr. Johnson, he has simply smiled at me. I don’t know whether it is positive or negative response from him?” Jasmine expressed her philosophy of love.

ACP Mr. Anirudh couldn’t understand whether love had any substitute in this world? Nor was there any example in the history of man and woman in this world. If it had any alternative why there had been more and more number of tragedies in the world from times immemorial?

“I am seriously telling you that I am in love with you Mr. Johnson” Jasmine continued her writing in her diary.

“I am sorry to put it to you that have I ever looked at you with any such feelings?” He straight asked me.

Perhaps he didn’t know that how much pain I could hold it back in my loving heart and soul on hearing his philosophy of love towards me? At a moment I became speechless, least any amount of my reactions or otherwise he might think other way and he might belittle me as I was mad after earthly pleasures.

“So it goes to prove that you don’t like me John”

“Yes, of course”

But I don’t find any reason for your non acceptance of me; please tell me frankly in which way I am inferior to Mrs. Rosaline? She is not a virgin, and in fact she is the mother of a fifteen years boy. Are you not ashamed to run after a cheat, who deceived you and married somebody and beget a child? ” But after some pause I couldn’t with hold my emotions rather feelings any more against her and asked him straight.

I never knew that whether it was right or wrong at that time.

“Jasmine though you got through civil services, but I don’t find in you any maturity since I brought you here when you were doing plus two, after the demise of your parents” His reply rather hurt me a lot, but I understood that I was definitely wrong since he looked at me seriously.

“I am sorry sir, I never mean inferiority to physical beauty, but I only referred my age and I am definitely quite younger than Rosaline as she was the mother of a fifteen years boy. And also I am virgin and my love is as pure as yours sir” I hold my breath and spell whatever I wanted to counter him.

“I am sorry Jasmine, first of all I appreciate your courage in expressing your love; and while expressing your love you have even forgotten to respect me, calling me by name Jasmine.

I thank you for winning my heart knowingly or unknowingly. But I think whatever affection in my knowledge you have on me and love in your understanding; I just do mean to say that it is only your sympathy for this poor lover I suppose, but not really love I mean.

As it wouldn’t work out for me, you may try any of your colleagues; and as you focussed on virginity, I sincerely wish you to get a virgin bridegroom. As you said Rosaline is much older than you and it is true; and equally our love is much older and stronger than anything and anybody in this world. I am sorry to deny you. And I hope you have so much future not with me but with a prince of your choice I believe”

His last words really hurt me. I was not a spinster simply flatter for a bride groom. I was much stronger than anybody and it made me to think and think and I finally decided to tell him about what exactly love means.

And then I didn’t speak to him for over three days. Unlike his routine of taking liquors only during nights, he started taking it during day and night also for the last three days, might be he was hurt as I was indifferent with him for his denial of my love.

On one dead of the night, I could hear the name of Mrs. Rosaline through the mouth of Johnson. I just opened his bed room door as it was not bolted from inside.

He was sleeping almost nude as the single piece towel couldn’t cover his masculine body in the illumination of lighting coming out from the central hall of the bungalow; and that he was looking as Mr. Universe with his broad shoulders, curved biceps, triceps with prominent centre cut muscles, extended latex, wide body plates, thighs with mass and exceptional muscles, besides fair complexion; and on the whole he was looking too sexy and no damsel was left uncaught with his physic as he really won Mr. World Medical Universities, who represented from India.

I then decided after I recollected his words that my love for him was only sympathy, but not true; and I just walked down to his bed as he didn’t even put the bed light, either I or he himself was clearly visible to the other.

I was a typical Indian spinster, wearing traditional dress, and I ought to change myself both physically and mentally to suit to the current trends. But I doubted was it possible nor could I mould myself.

But after seeing him, a replica of the Greek God of beauty, I being a beauty queen of the University never look down myself with any inferiority complex; and I felt that he was my perfect match by all means. I visualised my long and beautiful and enjoyable future with him; and the off springs whom I would like to beget through him shall be really wonder kids like spider man and superman.

I should speak frankly from the bottom of my heart that I was really tempted both with his imposing personality including his conduct, character and manners, besides his love and affection towards orphans.

As a first step and much daring act, I then decided to undress myself, at first my sari and then blouse, bra, panties one after the other and finally my under wear, which was protecting my honour.

Though I was tempted to have a first go, I was still feeling shy rather feared as it might be a first attempt by a spinster on an awfully drunkard. It was nothing but molestation on a man when he was in semi conscious state.

At the same time I feared how to tackle him and exploit him sexually. There was neither literature nor any live examples in human civilization for women attempting men while the latter was in semiconscious state under the influence of alcohol. That was the reason why the reverse i.e. molestation on female species by male species was only possible in this universe.

I couldn’t with hold anymore my temptation for my dream boy who was just in my proximity. But I still fear that it was my first trial rather attempt on him. I didn’t care let what may come; or he to hate me, but I decided to prove my love under any cost.

I lay down on the bed by his side and I found him wore a towel only after bath and the he straight took liquor without even wearing his night dress and slipped into sleep rather under the influence of alcohol; and I am lucky to that extent to get a chance to fulfil my lust.

At first I just kissed him. But there was neither response nor reciprocal from him. Then I was surprised how the incidents of molestation on sleeping women and minor girls were taking place while the former were under the influence of either drug or medicine or liquor?

I was made with the practical experience that it was not that easy to attempt a unconscious or semiconscious girl or women unless the aggressor behave like a beast forgetting the civilization and humanity. I offered my sincere apologies to mankind prepared to do the worst in the name of love or lust.

I thought for a moment that with the kind heart of the women I couldn’t do what I wanted actually to achieve my goal and win over my love.

Later, I decided and prepared both mentally and so much so physically and I went a step ahead by slowly doing foreplay to turn him proactive on the bed; and within no time I got it. I tried to occupy him by penetrating his into mine, but I was undone, may be lack of experience or nervous or shy. He was still in the influence of both alcohol and consequent doziness.

And my body’s temperature by and large crossed the thermo scale, and I was unable to bear the heat generated from my body. I then applied water as lubricant and again tried to get the arrow into the bull. This time I could find remarkable changes in his body right from rising of its temperature and erection; and he then turned me down and gushed his organ into mine quite emotionally like a lion crossing the lioness quite aggressively hopping that it was Rosaline.

All his emotions, unfulfilled desire, rather his long and much awaited passionate love and affection for the last fifteen years or so, he showed at once in one powerful hit and it pierced into my vagina rupturing my hymen and resulting in mild bleeding; and yet my coitus received it perfectly and I enjoyed the first go with a sweet pain, a thrilling experience of course which any spinster would await since after attaining puberty.

My first night with Mr. Johnson was over and I had a splendid experience and heart full of joy.

And before he woke up I left to my room.

But in the morning he asked me whether

Rosaline came to his bed room or not?

I was just shocked whether he suspected me? Or he was still under the influence of alcohol asking me about the presence of Rosaline.

“Yes” I just lied him.

“I see; and does she talk anything to you? When does she come and how much time she spent with me?”

“I haven’t observed her moments as I am in slumbering sleep, but why are you asking me so many questions, do you suspect her Mr. Johnson”

“No, and I need not also; and for your information she is my wife” He opened the secret unexpectedly.

“What? Really! Then why have you secreted it from me Mr. Johnson?” I asked him while in little irritation.

Now I understood as how easy it was for him to gush into mine yesterday night so easily and effectively unless he had sufficient experience with Rosaline on bed. I was not feeling jealous about Rosaline, but I felt pity over her attitude for keeping her hubby away and marrying some body and finally honouring widowhood for the reasons best known to her. I was seriously thinking about the dos and undo’s of Rosaline as she became the vulnerable subject between me and Mr. Johnson.

“No specific reason Jasmine. It was an old and painful love story. I don’t want anybody to hear it and later try to show their sympathy on me”

My attention was drawn by his painful words. Initially I thought of exposing Mrs. Rosaline, but I controlled myself as he might hurt himself and misunderstand me.

“But it’s not in our hands Mr. Johnson. We can control our emotions, but not feelings and I don’t think that a true lover couldn’t understand his fiancée whose love is also true John?” Though it pained him, I said so referring him only.

I expected him to know my sincere and true love for him one day or the other.

The next day he didn’t drink, perhaps he wanted to receive her personally. In deed he was really a great lover, but a poor husband for he losing both his legal and moral and ethical rights over his wife; and no wonder to say that he constructed a temple for his love and a cemetery to his legally wedded wife in his heart; and kept her on the pedestal as a Goddess of Love.

But he never knew that Mrs. Rosaline coming to him again was only a myth, which was only created and enacted by me. I found in him for the first time the feel of missing the conjugal happiness with Mrs. Rosaline for the last fifteen years.

The third day Mr. Johnson started killing his time again by taking liquor right from the day in and day out; and he fell fast asleep around 0200hrs.

I then never wanted to miss the chance; and in fact I was also in the same heat of being a spinster feel like having go after go in the succeeding day and night and again and again, much interestingly and I dared to take him to the peak of enjoyment and show him the heaven of joy with me unlike Rosaline, and I hoped that my scale to measure his enjoyment must not be less than the Golan Heights.

This was going on unobtrusively till I missed my periods; and then one night I decided to stay back on his bed, till day dawn so that he himself might understand; and in the meanwhile I was tuning my mind and my loving soul to bear whatever his reactions might be?

Even after we enjoyed all through the night also he didn’t leave me and further he pulled me still closer to him and locked me, perhaps he was trying to provide me secured life rather hope on love. I then had a very beautiful and enjoyable sound sleep in his sweet hug.

I was awoken by the housemaid, who brought me bed coffee; and she looked at me differently not as I committed anything wrong but a good feel that I could understand the painful heart of her master and for a good attempt on my part to bring him back to happy life.

I then I got up at once from the bed as it was already late as the wall clock was showing 0900hrs. I was to attend annual crime meeting in the office of the Commissioner of police. I prepared myself within half an hour and put on the uniform and while leaving home I just looked for my diary.

It was not in its place. I hurriedly searched and found my diary in the wad robe. I remembered that I used to keep my diary underneath the pillow, but now it is in the wad robe means I doubted whether Mr. Johnson put it here.

I then opened the yesterday’s page in my diary much out of curiosity for I firmly believed that Mr. Johnson might have read all the pages as he might have considered me as his property and understood what had been happening till then.

And surprisingly I found the writings of Mr. Johnson beneath my writings. I then felt guilty rather feared what to read. But my hope certainly dominated the rest of my inhibitions.

“I am extremely sorry Jasmine; and what I never wanted has already happened. I don’t find fault with anybody or the existing systems in our society. But under whatever circumstances you did so, I hold myself personally responsible for spoiling your bright career and beautiful life, and I curse myself for my do’s and undo’s as I have only become centre of either attraction or sympathy for most of the spinsters like you, by creating in you umpteen hopes regarding your future with me. In fact my future is still gloomy. I am lifeless rather soulless and my loving heart has turned to be stone. It has no feelings and emotions now, but has pains only.

And finally I tell you dear, I am ashamed to pose myself as one and the only world’s best lover. But today, as I succumb to bloody lust, it goes to prove that I am the world’s worst lover rather a play boy ever fond of lust.

I couldn’t show my face to you Jasmine, as I am only responsible for ruining your life. Public will split on me if they come to know that you have conceive through me. I am prepared to pay back for my sin whatever may be your judgement except marriage with you Jasmine”

“I am really thrilled that I have got fabulous confidence in me that my love is also pure, and that day would definitely come and he will be fascinated by my gracious and eye catching beauty besides my ripen age and he would definitely fall a prey to me and is going to propose me, and accept his child” Jasmine wrote the last page in her diary.

And that was all; Mr. Anirudh closed her diary as the succeeding pages were all empty.

He then opened the diary of Mr. Johnson.

 

Chapter: 26

     It was not a surprise to know the chickenhearted Mr. Johnson. He then read his heart through the language he adapted while penning his diary.

“In this world, though I had given much credentials to love and lovers, but when I saw people started losing control over their body and mind, the three beautiful words ‘I love you, and Love me dear’ sound something unusual and odd even to me and to the common man, why to speak about a celebrity who didn’t know the sweetness of love forever.

I fell in love with Miss. Rosaline, when I don’t know the meaning of love, depth of love, and aftermath of it. So also Rosaline; but with the help of our classmates we married while we were doing pre final of graduation.

Further I never knew till I married Rosaline, how to survive; and till then I joined as a paying guest and I used to spend a meagre amount I received from my parents. Now we require family accommodation and kitchen, vessels and furniture.

We were not told what next after marriage. Our knowledge was only to love and then got married adventurously.

But Rosaline took initiative and packed her luggage, vacated women’s hostel and joined me.

“I said where shall we go dear?”

“Why don’t we share your room?”

“It is a single room. And the house owners insisted me that they would give it to bachelors only” He spoke out his routine practical problem.

He appeared to me as an idiot, who didn’t know how to speak to his newly wedded wife. In fact people in dating used to would wink and take their fiancée as early as possible and try to screw them irrespective of day or night; and wherever the chance comes.

But, I understood that he was under tremendous stress and hence he might lose his balance of mind. It appeared to him a dream. I thought it would take some time for him to relish as what all had happened so far was certainly truth cum reality.

“Don’t worry, is your house owner also married and is nearing fifties?” I just tried to boost up his morale.

“Of course, but”

“That is enough I will manage”

“I am asking you how? They are very strict and wouldn’t oblige us”

“It is too much don’t behave like a child; and don’t forget that I am your legally wedded wife and we are majors too; and let us hurry up”

“Why hurry?”

“Idiot don’t you understand this much, if anybody sees us in bridal dress, they would definitely inform my dad and you will be undone”

“That is why I am also suspecting my house owners, because their only daughter eloped with her fiancé and since then they have formed very cheap opinion on youth”

“Why are you so scared, after all we are married not eloped unlike their daughter to object us?”

“But we are married secretly, I didn’t invite them or at least put their knowledge; and that is why I am rather hesitating”

“Just shut up man, why are you entertaining umpteen doubts unnecessarily? Come on man and start your bike at once”

“Are you coming by my bike?”

“Why are you hesitating to take me on your bike, I am you wife I say?”

“I never saw you as a pillion rider for the last three years and you only took me in your car; and that is why I doubt”

“When once, I have become your property, I must share and adjust whatever you have with you, don’t you know this much John? Further I left the car in the car garage in the college so that we can divert the attention of my dad, least he would think that we would have left for unknown place for Honeymoon either by train or by flight”

“Yes of course” He accepted and started his Motorcycle.

And we both left for his room.

 

 

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It was also as seen from films and reading fiction, after signing in the marriage register, we were pressurised by our class mates to have a first lip to lip kiss and a hot hug. That was all. But I was feeling guilty to touch her and have a first kiss.

I was not out of nervous, but out of some fear phobia as she happened to be an only daughter of a millionaire, besides I belong to a different set which was considered inferior when compared to hers in our society.

Our classmates wished us on the occasion, but none of them neither boys to me, nor girls to her, told to do this and that, as they were more inexperienced than us, as we were at least far ahead of then as per love and marriage were concerned.

But when we reached my accommodation with bridal make up, my house owners received us with typical Indian customs and traditions by giving aarti with a pumpkin and later broke it outside the gate to get rid of anybody’s eyesore over young and newly wedded couple.

Before allowing us to enter my suit, they first asked Rosaline to reveal her hubby’s name. But, even for legally wedded couple to do anything in public, certainly it might embarrass. The newly wedded bride Mrs. Rosaline was no exception to pronounce my name for the first time as her hubby to step into my small den for the first time. But she became freeze-up.

Then they asked me to reveal her name. But when once they asked me putting a condition to reveal and then only they allow us to enter, I too became freeze-up.

Later they understood that we were feeling embarrassed as we still remained as students, doing our final year bachelor’s degree and allowed us to enter.

In the night they decorated my suit with flowers and scents and kept fruits and sweets in the suit.

Before sending us into nuptial suit, the house owner told me some secrets. So also Rosaline was briefed by the wife of the house owner.

Later I was awaiting Rosaline in the suit, wearing night dress and sitting on the cot. I was killing the time going through an international magazine of erotic pictures, which was presented to me by one of my class mates.

I was feeling shy to go through it publically and hence I covered it under a news paper and enjoying the feminine beauties unobtrusively.

It was exactly by 2100hrs Rosaline came with a glass of hot milk, wearing cream coloured sari, but somehow she was hesitating to come inside. The neighbouring ladies along with the house owner’s wife, who accompanied Rosaline suddenly pushed her into the suit and bolted the door from outside.

She kept the glass on tea table, but was standing there like a statue. I just looked at her, but she didn’t peep into my eyes and bow down her head perhaps she was feeling shy.

It appeared she dare not come to me or sit if not on bed at least in the sofa. I just nodded my head as a mark of welcome. She saw through me with her half opened eyes, when I was seriously awaiting her for the last one hour.

“Please be seated Rosaline”

She slowly came near to the cot and sat at the end.

“Why are you in off mood dear? Is anything wrong? Or have I ever hurt you?”

“No, not at all John”

“But, I couldn’t find cheerfulness in you; and may I know the reason?”

“Just I am feeling nervous. I am still in my dreams John and I couldn’t believe what all happened till now is only real”

“No, you are not frank Rosaline”

“Of course every spinster has to face the same situation one day or the other; and in my case I am both deprived of the love and affection of late my mum and at least about the presence of my dad at this happy occasion in my life”

“I am sorry for being selfish in that aspect. It is definitely a glaring mistake on my part for not expressing my love for you and asking your dad for our marriage”

“Impossible, he will not spare you after knowing our affair, and that is the reason why even before he fixes my marriage with my uncle I hurried you to marry me, till I conceive we keep the matter secret and later under any case it will be opened and he has to accept you”

“Thanks and by the why what did the neighbouring women flock secretly brief you?”

“Okay, before I tell you, please reveal what was secretly told by your house owner to you”

“It is all about the game”

“What do you mean by game?” She asked him quite innocently.

“Can’t you guess? Or you want to hear from me”

“Sure, but it seems you are dodging”

“My house owner briefed me about XYZ of the first three nuptial nights”

“What is XYZ?”

“I think you were also briefed about first night by the house owner’s wife, before sending you to me dear”

“Of course she also told me the same of XYZ”

“Are you sure and then promise me”

She put her hand on my head.

“Okay I am unfolding the mystery and afterwards you shouldn’t feel bad”

“As soon as the newly wedded bride enters the bull’s chamber, the bridegroom groom should cross her like a bull. That means me over you”

“What?” She was hurt rather became angry over me to hear an absurdity from me.

“I mean as soon as you enter nuptial suit, I must not spare you even a fraction of second and show my prowess on you X times and in response you must also show your talent on me by Y times during the three nights in our nuptials; till we enjoy the heaven of joy. And Z of course is sexual fight between us; and who wins finally in our sexual play is the test in this game. Now I put it to you who should do first? And who will be the second? And let us toss” I said smilingly.

“Please stop it John” She was annoyed.

“I said nothing, but about the play between the newly wedded couple, I never spoke about rape and I don’t understand why you annoyed dear?” I said and switched off the light therein.

“Shut up” She said seriously and switched on the light.

“Please don’t forget to use force against me in the ensuing play on the bed, as promised by you Rosaline” Still I was trying to tease her.

“I say don’t talk rot” She took out a bed sheet and a pillow and put them on the corner of the room and bedded herself on it.

“Welcome your Highness and shall I put off the light and start the game on the floor, which will be something novel, you like it?”

“Shut up, I never expected that you behave like a play boy. In fact all my hopes and dreams about my fiancé are shattered into pieces. Is it the conduct and character of my dream boy? I couldn’t relish that I have this much poor taste in choosing you John? What I expected is not happening in my life, but at least you fulfil your desire and I not only close my eyes but also forget about my personal life, career, besides happiness; and I might feel whatever you do would be nothing but a brute force on me, as it is being done without my consent and participation” She was upset and reacted painfully.

He could see her eyes become reddish, as she was trying her best to with hold her tears.

“I am sorry Rosaline, I didn’t mean that. In fact, as I am still feeling guilty about the Goddess of beauty and deity of prosperity and you are the both; and I am your devotee. Devotees only pray but they can’t play with them you know. I have just commented the way our customs and traditions narrowed down our relations. Please don’t misunderstand me as a naughty boy, and I am hundred percent your ream boy”

Rosaline not only heard some kind of fear in my voice but also she could see in me absolute guilty for what all has happened?

I was just thrilled when she came close to me voluntarily and hugged me.

“Why are you belittling yourself John? Is my richness only comes in between us? Please do believe that when once we married I disowned all my properties for honouring your love only. And if you still say that our sets are the barriers, I want to remind you that when once I married you means as per our customs and traditions I only take your name together with your sir name and set and whatever belong to you. Please never in our life time don’t think about my back ground at all. And be free and let us start our happy journey”

So saying Rosaline became proactive and kissed me quite emotionally, perhaps the first kiss of the world’s most beautiful spinster I had in my life. And I was just standing like a statue and with her body weight I just laid down on the bed and she was tempted as she took initiative and we had a first go.

While she got screwed herself, I had sweet pain as the outer skin of my organ rather ruptured slightly.

“Is it paining you John?” Perhaps she observed my feelings.

“Which I am supposed to ask you Rosaline; and by the way how is your first night experience with me?”

“That is beautiful of course, and any newly wedded spinster is supposed to ask her hubby. And are you happy with me John?”

I couldn’t reply her at once.

She again asked me in a bit of shy, but anyway she thought it was her primary responsibility to entertain me not only during the nuptial nights, but also all through her life.

I just smiled neither positive nor negative reply.

“Sorry, I sense you are off mood John? Are you not happy to enjoy sex with me?”

“Who said that? I am really blessed to have you in my life Rosaline, but I am suspecting that I may lose you. In any case your dad will take you away from me; and I can’t even imagine my live without you Rosaline”

“Be like a man, why do you think about future. I already told you when once I conceive, no one can come in our way and no one can separate us. Perhaps death only, but I am sure that even in death also we will go together not separately as our love is true and pious John” She spoke high of her dreaming love.

But still I had my inhibitions. Some force, I didn’t know whether fear phobia or some mysterious power was discouraging me to enjoy her whole heartedly.

When it was 2200hrs she went to wash room with cream colour sari but returned to me completely nude. I couldn’t understand the mind of damsels. Before marriage how sensitive they were; and after marriage how dare they were to express their right over their hubbies. What was the difference? I couldn’t with hold my doubt and I spelt out to her.

“Social security, sense of oneness, and finally our union John, that means woman constitute half of man, as per our customs and traditions, and it has been there in our epics also” She replied me extempore.

I was thrilled by both with her sweet voice, uncherished and ever memorable actions. But I was still hesitating to touch her. She then held my right hand and took it to her breast.

“How do you feel John? Come on hold them and frisk them briskly”

I did so not with any feel but mechanically.

“Now tell me how are you feeling? Are you enjoying?”

I just nodded my head as neither positive nor negative response.

She took my hand to the centre of her each breast, and made me hold her nipples with the help of my index and thumb fingers”

“Hey man do you know what you are doing?”

“I don’t know” I know but I pretended.

“Idiot what you hold is my nipple exactly one of the sensitive places which stimulate women on bed”

“Really” I said rather innocently.

And she took my hand little lower from her abdomen; and she suddenly stopped and held my index finger and she drew the love symbol below her lower abdomen.

“Perhaps you might have understood what exactly it is? It is nothing but the love symbol; and for which no man in the universe couldn’t succumb to women nor deny their physical touch” She completed her narration so instigating.

She then led my hand still down and she stopped abruptly.

“Do you feel its touch? It is the sexiest part in woman, called clitoris”

She drove my hand further down and showed me the way to the heaven of joy.

Even after she gave me the lead there was no positive response from my side. And then she touched my sexual organ. It was already erected and was ready to pierce into her vagina. But I didn’t venture to take initiative.

“John still your mind is somewhere, I couldn’t understand what is wrong with you John?” She asked me emotionally.

I understood that she was feeling as I couldn’t reach her expectations.

But I was really feeling bad about my apprehensive rather castrate behaviour; and then I could expect how any lady at that moment thinks about her fiancé, or hubby?

But she was a nice lady, besides a loveable partner too as she didn’t get herself hurt or rather disappointed with my questionable conduct and behaviour; and was trying her best to motivate me rather make me get rid of any nervousness or from fear phobia to prove that I would be her he-man and the best hubby on bed with her forever.

And it was true that she was unable to control her peak of temptation and she again took the initiative and played with me proactive.

I didn’t count, but I remembered that she went to wash room more than four times, and so did I. It was already 0400hrs in the early hours. While returning from wash room she put on all the lights in the suit; and checked and made sure all the windows and doors were closed and screened by keeping her towel, bra and blouse, wherever there were key holes.

Then she pulled my blanket, with which I covered my top to bottom. As I was in complete nude, I was feeling shy to stand before her, though she was my fiancée and better half.

I had all the compliments for the guts and the valour, which the women while exhibiting their pretty sexiest and erotic postures to their hubbies to their utmost satisfaction. That was in fact the beauty and secrecy of sex and for which the whole world was fascinated; as if the entire solar system was rotating around sun, so also the male organism revolve round female organism for procreation on earth.

Initially after experiencing freeze up before her, I was totally upset with my inconsistent behaviour; and finally I concluded that women used to be more glamorous with their tantalising beauty; and men were only to enjoy it and there was nothing much erotic beauty in men except mass and muscles.

On seeing her nude beauty in dazzling light I was thrilled and my internal organs also stimulated to the peak, but I was still under illusions whether I was with Rosaline on bed or not?

She took my pause as I was irreparable and she herself took the lead again and acted like a male verses female; and in one way I was enjoying her proactive sex, but at the end I realised my mistake and her dissatisfaction, and in fact she tried all her ways and means to make me a devil on bed.

I then understood what exactly she was missing.

“I am sorry Rosaline please bear five minutes, I go for wash and come back” I said apologetically; and I decided by setting aside all my illusions and phobias for satisfying her lust or sex with me.

On hearing a positive response from me for the first time, there was splendid joy in her eyes. `

“You are too sexy in nude John” I could hear her compliment while entering the wash room.

 

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The only place where any human beings had privacy and time to think positively was not the pub with grand live dances amidst orchestra, but the wash room, which might be ridiculous to say but practically yes.

In such a place I just recollected what exactly brought down my thirst for sex with Rosaline during the first night.

“We will certainly withhold any amount of torture by Mr. Richards, but we will never reveal your whereabouts John” I read the message in my mobile phone, before Rosaline was sent with a glass of milk into the nuptial suit.

I understood that my parents were under the house arrest by Mr. Richards. Then I tried to ring back to my parents but it was out of calling area.

“Pardon me Rosaline. I could nether tell you that your dad had made my parents captive to fish out our whereabouts. But on the other side you are crazy after sex with me during nuptials, rather urgency to conceive through me so as to create urgent and indelible evidence before your dad.

But as you have rightly pointed out that I am puzzling in myself with fear phobia, and in fact it is true but it is not to disappoint you, I have not revealed you about what has happened to my parents? Now I have decided, let what may come, I declare that we are legally wedded couple. And no force could stop us enjoying and living together” That was all I wanted to tell her in brief.

But when I came back from wash room after five minutes, surprisingly I couldn’t find Rosaline in my suit. I found the door was open and a fleet of vehicles just left the premises of our building.

I saw my mobile and there were more than five missed calls as it was kept in silence and in vibration mode. I immediately saw the inbox for messages.

“Don’t lose your wife under any cost. We are crucifying ourselves unable to bear Mr. Richard’s torture. God bless you my son and daughter in law Rosaline” I just crooked down on reading their dying declaration.

I received a call from police control room that my mum and dad committed suicide on the banks of the river Ganges. What I feared had happened. And I was undone.

After few minutes I came back to normalcy, and thought about my priority.

I straight went to the bungalow of Richard with an unlicensed pistol which was presented to me by one of my friends after our secret marriage, perhaps he visualised the seriousness and aftermath of our secret marriage.

 

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I broke open the door of Mr. Richards and he was sleeping on his bed and I put the pistol to his fore head.

“I beg you Mr. John; and please don’t make me an orphan” And on hearing the feeble voice of Rosaline, I lost grip of my pistol and it fell on the ground.

“Then follow me Rosaline”

“What?” She was not but in fact I was shocked.

“We are newly wedded and we have our home and let us go dear” But I ought to clarify her doubts if any.

“I am sorry what are you talking Mr. John?” She looked as if I was a stranger to her.

“Don’t you remember our nuptials and your stay in my room?” I just tried to remind her as I had little hope that my love was true and the same I expected from her also.

“Sorry, perhaps you have mistaken my stay in your room Mr. John. As my vehicle suddenly broke down I just obliged your request and rested in your room till my vehicle is repaired as you happened to be one of my class mates; but you are taking it a chance and talking nonsense, please leave my home at once John”

“Thanks Rosaline for whatever the reason you have disowned me, but I still feel and treat you as my better half. I pray you rather I beg you to come with me Rosaline and you are my life and everything, and I can’t imagine my future without you Rosaline” I still remember that I kneel before Rosaline and touched her feet like any devotee lay down before their Goddess.

Even the Goddess might bless her devotees but there was not even an iota of sympathy or feelings in Rosaline.

“Till now, I thought it was your dad who was responsible for the death of my parents, but in fact you have really made me an orphan Rosaline. But still my loving heart never believed that you disowned me; and I think it was not your kind and humane heart which hated me, but some force was acting behind you. No regrets and I would fight for you legally till I breathe my last” I said and left their bungalow.

It was my bad luck; and I considered myself as the world’s most unlucky lover and hubby too. I had been fighting and fighting like Sultan Ghazi Mohammed waged war against India 18 times till he won it, and I too, but I failed in my attempts quite miserably.

I thought there was nobody in this universe, struggling for a fiancée and a legally wedded wife for more than fifteen years.

And this was about my love, marriage, and half night nuptials, followed by forever a great divide.

To recollect or to remember my yester years as they were only oxygen for my me to live and lead the most unfortunate lifeless life only, I wrote everything in my diary, whether right or wrong, because I used to read it every day; and I truly admit no fool in this universe ever write about the hours he spent in the nuptials suit with his wife and how many go’s they had.

But by recollecting the everlasting memories, though I lost my heart to Rosaline but still I was living dead” Mr. Johnson concluded.

The ACP Mr. Anirudh referred succeeding pages; but surprisingly he found all the pages were written in his own hand writing only, but not the glossary of day to day information, but the same what he wrote about his love , marriage , half night nuptials, and break up with Rosaline were only copied by him every day since then, as a mad lover.

And there were tears in the eyes of Anirudh; but for him it was the second experience after he himself was experienced the first one when his better half did the same thing in his life.

Further he found another unique thing in Mr. Johnson that he repeatedly wrote every day the same experience not only in one diary in one year, but in fourteen diaries during the succeeding years since the day of his nuptials. It was really a unique think in the world to notice Mr. Johnson, who was mad after love.

As everything should be fair in love and war, but contrary they secreted their love and sacred marriage before her dad. That was perhaps the greatest catastrophe and that brought a great divide between them. He could only conclude and console his soul.

And then as an experienced cop and even at this age of fifty plus also, the ACP failed quite miserably to understand the mind set and psychology of the women in general and especially his teen aged daughter in particular.

Now it reminded him as a parent of a matured girl that how far it was correct on his part to leave her at the house of a boy- friend, who was also in teens. He only trusted Mrs. Rosaline, but a serious doubt was encircling his mind regarding their teen age.

Unnoticingly his parenthood cautioned him to bring his daughter back home at once from the house of Mrs. Rosaline, an untrustworthy fiancée, love, woman of multiple complexes, and finally miss fit as a house wife to Mr. Johnson and Mr. Samarat successively.

He got up and started his car and left his bungalow and drove towards the bungalow of Mrs. Rosaline seriously rather rashly.

 

Chapter: 27

 

Rohit was looking at the lap top.

Honey was on the bed. She was anxiously looking at him.

“What is that you are doing Rohit?”

“I am just looking a film”
“Really”

“Yeah”

“May I know what kind of film? Is it an xxx blue or pornography video?”

“Do you suspect me?”

“Of course, anybody can doubt as you are alone looking at lap top means it must be certainly an xxx film, if not you would have asked me to join, but you haven’t, means I doubted”

“Hang with your bloody doubt”

“Are you scared to come open with your desire of viewing an xxx film before me?

“I need not care anybody, then why should I fear you? Come on you can also see it” So saying he connected it to LED TV.

It was purely an xxx blue film full of nonstop sex among two pairs with different erotic postures. Even middle aged people might also get tempted, and unable to control themselves and go for sexual play at once whatsoever manner it might be. The teen agers definitely get themselves ejaculated and spoil their under wears. It so happened in the case of Rohit also. He felt embarrassed in the presence of Honey.

“It’s okay please go and wash and change your clothes” She put a towel on his shoulder and sent him to wash room.

“Sorry” Rohit came back from wash room and said.

“Why sorry, it’s common among youth. And do you know what makes girls wet? It is only your hungry looks and sweet words.

I too used to get dreams and in my dreams I used to enjoy everything with you and consequently my petticoat used to be spoiled on and often with patches of white discharge; and then I used to bathe in chilled waters to bring down my sexual urge. These emotions I believe are quite common in youth in both sex and so you need not feel shy to discuss with me Rohit” She cajoled him.

“Do you want to continue the film?”

“Of course, but it a virus no one can say no or give a pause. Anyway it is already 0100hrs, will you please shut down the lap top, and better we sleep” She replied him.

He closed the lap top and shared the bed with Honey.

As the weather was chill out side, and the room temperature was also very cool, though the A.C was on running, still Honey felt bitter cold and went close to Rohit; and she slowly embraced him as she was feeling warmth.

Rohit was initially disturbed by Honey. But later after few minutes he was also feeling warm and comfort with her body temperature.

Taking his silence as an added advantage, she advanced and opened her bra and went still closer to him; and he could sense that the temperature of her body was getting little high. She suddenly kissed him in a peak of sexual temptation. He was then disturbed from his slumbering sleep, and also got himself tempted.

“Sorry” He objected her trial of doing sex with him.

Later he covered himself with the woollen blanket.

“You idiot, what happened?” She pulled his blanket in a bit of losing her temper and said.

“I don’t like any such temptations and consequently losing control over my mind and body; and I already told you that I don’t want any such sexual relation between us Honey; and let us try to continue ourselves as good friends please”

“Why are you hesitating to have an affair with me? In fact by having physical relation only our friendship will be strengthened. Further, I caution you unless you satisfy our lust we will not rest ourselves; and our minds will keep on tempting us to see pornography for long hours; and our unfulfilled desire never allow us to concentrate on our studies; and it may even pressurise us to go for artificial acts and which may weaken us both physically and mentally also” She tried to convince him.

“It is only mockery. I don’t believe it” Rohit was firm in his stand.

“In spite of my repeated assurance and request also you are still indifferent means, I think you may be definitely having some fear phobia to enjoy me before our marriage, or otherwise I must think in another way as you might be suffering from sexual disorder”

“What?”

“Yes, otherwise how can you reject me, being in teens, and that to having your fiancée on the bed, with tantalising looks, tempting lips, free exposure with heart full welcome; and I don’t understand why are you hesitating to enjoy heaven of joy with me Rohit?” She was seriously hurt and opened herself frankly.

“Sorry, please don’t challenge me in that way Honey. You are not my fiancée; and in fact I have been considering you as my best friend. But when you said that you are tempted, I am hurt and feeling a lot. I am forced to think very badly about you. No doubt you are a cute girl and I never mean it physically, but what I mean is that you are a nice girl, besides having good manners and decent behaviour with good conduct and character.

In fact, I am more tempted physically than you; and you have seen me shedding and spoiling my underwear. But mentally I am not convinced to have sexual enjoyment with you, least I consider it as heinous and unethical. As Adam was spoiled by Eve, you are also trying to provoke me Honey; and I fear it may spoil our friendship”

“Idiot, it never happens and as my body is boiling, I need to cool it down. Let me take what I want from you, and don’t object whatever I do. If you still say no or object me to get my desire fulfilled, I am seriously warning you; and now itself I say goodbye forever to our friendship and part with you” She determined and used her final weapon.

Rohit couldn’t say anything in reply. She too never spoke to him, but only kissed him emotionally and pushed him on the caught; and she became proactive and later pounced upon him.

Then the main door was knocked. The servant maid, who opened the door, was shocked on noticing a super cop, Mr. Anirudh.

“Where is my daughter?” While entering the house, he asked her seriously.

She became panic on seeing his reddish eyes and she couldn’t assess his anger as it knew no bounds.

She couldn’t spell out, but simply showed him Honey’s bed room.

Anirudh opened the door all of a sudden and put on the light in the room. He saw both Honey and Rohit on the same bed; and the latter were shocked and got up from the bed.

Honey was in semi nude, while Rohit was in complete nude, as Honey only removed his shot. She didn’t except that her dad would come unobtrusively.

Anirudh threw a shawl on Honey. She covered her body with it.

“You bloody rescale and how dare are you to attempt my daughter?” He shouted and fisted him mercilessly.

Blood was oozing out from the nostrils of Rohit.

“Dad please leave him; and he is not at fault” She tried to protect Rohit.

“Shut up, you bitch” Anirudh slapped his daughter and dragged her out of the room.

It was by then I just returned to my home from the Airport.

“Mr. Anirudh, I am sorry to say please don’t manhandle adolescent girl” I tried to hold his anguish.

“Sorry, please don’t interfere in my personal issues Mrs. Rosaline. In fact I overestimated you that you are a respectable woman, but today it proved to be mere myth”

“Mr. Anirudh you are talking indifferently I don’t know why?”

“I put it to you that is it the brought up of your son Mrs. Rosaline? Are you not aware of what your son is doing at home? Why should you leave the teenagers alone in the house? I gave message to you before sending my daughter to your home; but you didn’t inform me about you leaving for the USA. You simply replied me as okay. What did it mean? Could it be assurance or casual? If it were your daughter would you like to do this?” He fired at me at once.

“I am sorry Anirudh. I had an emergency call that Late Dr. Samarat’s wife, Dr. Julie and her only daughter Miss. Catherine died in a road accident in California state and I was in hurry to go over to the USA at once; and hence I was away from home for a week; and I am just returning to India; and I don’t know all these developments” I said in low voice and also apologetically.

“Then you would have informed me; and I would have seen another alternative?” Anirudh said positively.

“I am sorry and that I didn’t have time even to inform you Anirudh” I was still feeling guilty of Rohit’s behaviour if any which might have hurt you.

“You want me to believe that all this happened without your knowledge; and nobody is there to take care of your son; and you left him to fate as you are more interested in other’s welfare rather than at home; and this idiot is caught free to do all types of nonsense at home even at this adolescent age” Anirudh raised his voice without caring that the other side was me, a poor widow.

In spite I tried to tell him honestly about my absence from home, he was still bent upon cornering me.

“You have dashed out my belief Mrs. Rosaline; and I am quite wrong in accessing you; and I thought that you have mother’s heart, but you disproved it; and I have unnoticingly spoiled my daughter by sending her to your home with a fond hope that you will substitute her mother.

Don’t you feel ashamed to leave the boy and the girl alone in the house, who is in teens? Shame on your part Rosaline? Do you think that you are justified?

I am sorry to comment you that there is no much difference between a pimp and any respectable to leave the boy and girl in home in privacy to spend nights as they like” He lost his temper and said.

I understood his emotions, but at the same time he shall not forget that it was my home and he was addressing me, the mother of a minor boy.

He never cared even that and also it was quite odd time and so also the surroundings; and right in presence of the minor children. On hearing his high pitch of voice, the neighbours gathered there, as they know me and our family since my childhood; and so they came in support of me.

“Please control your emotions Mr. Anirudh; and please don’t expect me to remain as a silent spectator to bear all your accusations. My son is only 15yrs and is younger than your daughter; and so also she is matured and she is stronger than my son both physically and mentally also. Please don’t corner my son. I straight put it to you that can a boy of 15yrs age could enjoy a girl? Instead of levelling allegations against my son, you better assess scientifically who can be an abettor of sexual exploitation?” I retaliated him seriously.

“I never spoke anything hypothetically Mrs. Rosaline. Please do remember all that happened at your home only”

“But you have become quite emotional Anirudh; and also you are prejudiced with my son; and anyway please don’t forget the fact that they are only kids and we have to admonish them. They don’t know which is right and which is wrong? Of course, Honey is an intelligent girl and she would understand their indecent behaviour and their flaws and I hope she would definitely mean it and further set right Rohit. I am confident that they both will concentrate on studies and prosper and come up in their` career” I tried to cajole him.

“If it were your daughter would you allow a teenager to sleep with your daughter Mrs. Rosaline?” He again put me in quandary.

“Sorry Mr. Anirudh, being a cop you may suspect everyone other than you and your family members, and others appear to you as criminals. But yours is not a rationale approach towards the minors; please overcome it first” I advised him rather politely.

“You are mistaken Mrs. Rosaline I never spoke to you as a cop, but I only talked to you as a father of a teen aged girl, but you have mistaken my stand”

“But still I doubt you are conducting yourself as perfect cop on duty” I said in suspicion.

“Of course I look like cop to the suspects but not to the innocents Mrs. Rosaline”

“I couldn’t’ understand, can you please repeat?” I was hurt and asked him to say again.

“Of course, you better understand what I mean and whom it refers?”

“So you are suspecting me and my son?”

“If not, why should you hide the fact that you first married Mr. Johnson and later married Mr. Samarat, when Miss. Jasmine was investigating the death case of Mr. Johnson and asked you about your relation with Johnson?”

“Sorry, what did you say sir?” I was upset on hearing about my secret marriage with Johnson.

“Don’t pretend madam. I know you can’t deny it. Please don’t take U turn and waste your time and my time” He said with utmost confidence.

“It was all wrong. In college days pupil might have affairs, but they were not pool proof marriage bondages. Please don’t try to defame the reputation of an aristocratic family” I said little rashly as I was irritated, rather insulted.

“I am sorry to hurt you Mrs. Rosaline, but you can’t hide the facts before an investigating officer. Now I only advise you to recollect the facts. Please tell me honestly whether your good self and Mr. Johnson did love each other and married in Arya Samaj or not, when you both were doing Bachelors’ degree in final year?” He straight put it to me.

I was shocked, and how cum he came to know about my past, that too we married in camera. My love story, and my marriage bond, and finally my break up through legal divorce had a painful end with the death of my dad and of Mr. Johnson. And I thought it remained dead and buried in my heart only. But I didn’t reveal my feelings rather emotions.

“Mr. Officer, in college days pupil may have some attractions, sometimes they may have some dreams, but in real life the attractions and dreams will not stand the scrutiny of likes and dislikes of the parents on either side” I took a pause to take respire.

“It’s okay, you can give your explanation later, but I will definitely put before you all the facts of our investigation, findings and conclusions regarding the affair between you and Mr. Johnson, and subsequent developments thereafter”

“Sorry officer, it is a concocted story” I just wanted to avoid him and so I said in firm.

“I have proofs and proper recorded evidences Mrs. Rosaline?”

“Even otherwise also what is past is past; and why are you interested to know about my affairs in college days” I said as they were unnecessary for him.

“Sorry Mrs. Rosaline, I am a cop investigating the death cases of Mr. Johnson and Miss. Jasmine; and whether you know it or not your son is a suspect in the death of Mr. Johnson. Now I think you catch my point and why I want your past history”

“Are you suspecting a minor boy? Anyway do you have proofs?”

“Yes, of course”

“Please show me Mr. Officer” I challenged him and I never knew that it was quite ridiculous to act before cops.

But I was feeling guilty for he knew out and out truth about my love affair and marriage with Mr. John.

He then took out the copy of personal diaries of my father, and late my husband Mr. Samarat which were seized by Miss. Jasmine during the course of her investigation; and he put them in my hands.

“Mrs. Rosaline I am sorry to reopen your past and it is definitely not to hurt you, but what I mean is only to advice you as an elderly man. Please don’t to live in abstracts and with emotions, but think with human feelings. Finally what I want to impress upon you that emotions are not the solutions to human crated problems. Now at least you better come to realities of life, but not to live in hypocrisy.

As a parent of an adolent daughter besides a senior cop , I sincerely advise you not to underestimate anybody, as criminal history of mankind is not silent regarding age and gender, it only speak not exclusively regarding the crimes but also about the crime minds”

“Thanks for your advice Mr. Anirudh and after going through the diaries, certainly I will come back to you and answer”

Though I was bold enough to respond him, but my hands shivered while taking the copies of the diaries of my dad and Mr. Samarat from Anirudh. And I thanked him for his advice.

“Okay thanks for your patient hearing Mrs. Rosaline” He just thanked me with a smile on his face.

And later he returned to me all the jewellery and garments, which were presented by me and Rohit to Honey on the eve of her mature function.

“I am sorry Mr. Anirudh and when you have brought back the presentations all the way from your home and returning me means definitely either you must have a very poor opinion on us, or we might have hurt you by our behaviour. In either case I tender my unconditional apology to you; and I request you please don’t hurt the feelings of my only son” I said so as I feared that Rohit would get himself hurt.

“I am sorry to disappoint you Mrs. Rosaline. As long as the cases are under investigation and there are serious allegations against you both I can’t accept you as my family friend, I being a cop madam” He said as a seasoned cop.

When I didn’t take them, he simply kept them on the table.

“Now I am really hurt; and this is not a good precedent Mr. Anirudh” I was feeling a lot and said finally.

“I am sorry, but as a cop I am helpless; and you may please pardon me Mrs. Rosaline. And I thank you Mr. Rohit for receiving my daughter quite affectionately at the crucial hour and made arrangements for her stay all these days and showed good hospitality; and I am extremely sorry to manhandle you Mr. Rohit” Anirudh said and cajoled Rohit, while leaving my bungalow along with Honey.

I could observe tears rolling in the eyes of his daughter; and so also in the eyes of Rohit. I couldn’t cajole her, nor he gave me a chance, but he left my home seriously.

All of a sudden Rohit disappeared in the dark, and his absence at those odd hours was paining me a lot.

 

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Honey sat in the rear seat quite seriously, while Anirudh was driving the car.

“Dad I think normally you don’t investigate simple cases” She asked him casually as nothing had happened.

He didn’t reply her immediately.

“I am sorry” She said and looking the passing greenery through window glass.

He understood that she was hurt.

“There is no hard and fast rule to investigate specific cases only; and further nothing prevents me to investigate any case which I feel important and also where the I.O’s failed to investigate the cases properly” He answered her simply.

“Then what are the cases you have on hand dad?” Then she asked him curiously.

“I am sorry baby, I couldn’t speak to you certain facts as a senior cop investigating the series of murder cases and you are too young to understand also” He didn’t spell out the details.

“Please tell me dad, what are the cases? And whom are you suspecting? What is the evidence?” Honey asked him in anxiety.

“Sorry baby, please don’t ask serious matters since you are still a child, please don’t interfere in police investigation and you better concentrate on your studies” He said in irritation.

 

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Rohit came back to home after some time. I saw him little drossy. I suspected that he might have taken liquor. I asked whether he was drunk.

He said “No”

But after some pause he said “I took poison”

“What” I was almost collapsed.

“Sorry mum I took drug” He cleared my doubt.

Later he straight went to his room and locked it from inside seriously.

Now I could understand the emotions of both Rohit and Honey. Though they were adolescent, they too have lovable heart and soul; but so far neither I nor Anirudh could upright teach them what was wrong and what was right?

Their mind wouldn’t receive anything which was against their likes and dislikes. And this in fact is the very sensitive age prone for both indiscipline and thereby they might be prone for habits and chose wrong routes, spoiling their beautiful lives and valuable careers.

Even if I try to insist him to open the door, it couldn’t be certain whether he stay back at home or leave it at the dead end of the night again. I thought it was something better at least he would be at home till day dawn.

And I went to my room with mixed feelings.

I put on the table light and sat in the chair; and at first I opened the photo copy of personal diary of my father.

 

Chapter: 28

      The diary of late Mr. Richards which reads as follows:

“It was a quite unfortunate scenario in the history of man and woman in the world, where father should offer the greatest apology to his daughter as he was instrumental for her making a widow knowingly. And pardon me Rosaline.

I have no guts to face you or words to express you my daughter. That was the reason why I am putting everything black and blue in my personal diary. I don’t wish you to read it in my life time, because I fear that I can’t dare see into your eyes. But truth should not be buried my child and you should not hate people who are really lovable; and you have to perform certain statutory obligations” I could read few words of my father written on the first page in his diary.

I then took a long breath; rather I was preparing myself both physically and mentally strong to go in depth of the inner pages to read the philosophy of my father, scribed before his death.

“Rosaline I did the greatest blunder in my life. I don’t understand in my life time whether it is to honour the one and the only promise made to your mum, nor I did believe that Mr. Samarat was right choice to you, knowing full well your love affair and marriage with Mr. Johnson. But I never thought the pros and cons of my unilateral decisions and actions which not only spoiled your life and fortunes but also many more such as Mr. Johnson, Dr. Samarat and his fiancée and first wife, Dr. Julie and their only daughter baby Catherine, named after your mum.

By forcibly performing your marriage with Samarat, an already married man and also the father of a child was something awkward you know; and thereby I have not only become a criminal but also knowingly made innocent people land in troubles and ultimately I have made them criminals too.

I am sorry Rosaline I overheard the confrontation between you and Mr. Samarat on the day of his breakup with you; and you transferring all your bank balances into his account; and then my anger knew no bounds and I even forgot at that movement that he was firstly my brother in law, and later only my son in law.

In fact the most pitiable thing in human history was that I only ordered to kill my son in law, when he was on his way to Air port by hitting with a lorry and he died in head on collision; and I made you a young widow”

I couldn’t read further as my eyes were flooded with tears. It was true that death was the leveller. It had no isms, emotions like hatred, vengeance, but finally what remained were only human feelings. And I was no exception to it.

I then recollected that fateful day; and my internal struggle between the game of love and lust ethically; and untraditional dating with heart and soul illegally; and legal marriage between two sexual organs, one male and the other female, without life and feel.

Later the cops handed over the dead body Mr. Samarat to me, after the post-mortem examination. But my father never allowed me to bring the dead body to our home. I was too young to take decisions.

I was in dilemma whether I had to take my son to perform the obscures of his father as per Hindu dharma or not, as the dead suspected my off spring as a bastard.

I then prepared myself mentally also as we were truly deserted by him, whether he was selfish or otherwise, but he was still my husband and father to my off spring. But my father never allowed us to follow the corps to cemetery. He only went to perform his final rites.

I wept but there were no tears as they had been already exhausted from about two years since my marital life.

Later after few days, the postman drew my attention, and he handed over me two covers. I opened them and found in one cover the intimation of life insurance policy of late Mr. Samarat to a tune of 500000 US dollars and the nominee was Master Rohit.

And then I saw the second cover. It was an invitation and surprisingly I came to know that one of the biggest cancer hospitals in my home town was named after my mum, late Mrs. Catherine, who died due to cancer. I read the invitation anxiciously. I was surprised to read the matter therein.

It contained my name in golden letters, earmarked to open the hospital and the date was also mentioned therein.

Then what shall be my feelings and emotions down to the earth woman, besides a typical housewife, a mother of one year and eight month’s boy, and a young widow of Dr. Samarat?

“Have I forgotten that I am your better half Samarat? Did I curse you to die? Am I a devil or nice to curse you? What a kind of heart is mine? Pardon me please Samarat” I couldn’t say a single word beyond except my heartfelt apologies to him.

I just wiped off tears in my eyes. I didn’t know how cum I experience such a great tragedy; as earlier even I feared to hear the news of the victims of the fatal road accidents, who died on the spot through media.

I feared that I couldn’t escape from my son, when he asks what about my relation with his dad? I was supposed to narrate to my son about my break up with his dad one day or the other. And later after parting with Mr. Samarat, whether I was happy or not? And what was my reaction towards the demise of his dad, whom he didn’t even know? Whether I wept or felt happy over the death of his dad?

And I feared whether he misunderstands me and treats me as a bad mum, which feeling I couldn’t even think of and then how to face it in real life. Then the future appeared to me rather gloomy. But any way the fact is fact and I was preparing myself to face whatever the pros and cons that I ought to face and it was time to decide.

And then my attention was drawn towards the diary of Mr. Samarat and I took the Diary out of curiosity. But, my dad snatched it from me.

“Please let me go through it dad” I almost begged him.

“No my child, I couldn’t see any more tears in your eyes”

“I am okay dad. I have already proved myself to be a stone hearted lady” I said as a philosopher.

“But if you read it now, you will not only hate me but also your mum too. Please don’t ask me again. But someday or the other I will certainly give it to you Rosaline”

“But when do you give me dad? And why are you hesitating to give now it dad?”

“Sure, I will definitely handover everything to you along with his dairy before I die my child” He said finally.

“Please don’t curse me dad. By saying so you paining me dad? You know that I am a quite unfortunate daughter in the world having lost my mum and my husband. If I miss you too means, it will not only be a curse on me but also there need not be any hell to be found out somewhere to punish me dad”

“Please don’t get disappointed Rosaline; and you have many duties and obligations to attend and perform”

“What remains for me dad? Why should I live? And what great is there for me to live?”

“No my child and never lose your heart. Please don’t forget that you have a son. You have to bring him up as freely as, unlike my brought up”

“Sorry dad, though you have provided me everything, but still I feel like living as an orphan” I just broke down.

“I am sorry and I just said as nobody is immortal, but not to hurt you my child. In fact you are my only hope; and I want you and my grandson should live happily forever” My dad concluded.

I then came out from my tragic flash back.

And now the diary of Mr. Samarat remained with me.

But I feared to open the diary. I was not daring enough to read it at once, as the last words of Mr. Anirudh, warned me time and again that whether Rohit was born to Mr. Johnson.

I was still thinking whether to read it or not. My heart beat increased. If I had to face any adverse therein, could I bear it? I was puzzling.

I then prayed God to turn my heart to hard rock to assimilate whatever was there in the diary.

And I prepared myself to face whatever might be the judgement and then I opened the diary of Mr. Samarat anxiously.

 

Chapter: 29

     “Who put cyanide in the bed coffee served to Miss. Jasmine?” On reaching home Mr. Anirudh questioned his daughter Miss. Honey.

She didn’t answer him.

“I repeat Honey, is it not the work of Rohit?” Honey was alarmed on hearing the name of Rohit from his dad.

“Sorry dad he is quite innocent”

“How can you certify that Rohit is not the killer?” He again questioned her seriously.

“I know him since kindergarten; and I certify that he is an innocent and a God fearing boy dad”

“Then who administered? If not Rohit, is it the servant maid?

“No, the servant maid is innocent and what is the necessity for her to kill Jasmine dad?” She replied him politely.

“Then how cum you certify? There are only three persons in our bungalow at the time of her death, i.e. the servant maid, you, and me Honey?” He stared questioning her again and again as an investigating officer.

She couldn’t answer him.

“I am asking you again Honey, who administered cyanide in the coffee served to Jasmine? Or otherwise shall I confirm and conclude my investigation that it might be the act of Rohit; and as the day one Rohit moving with you I have been observing him; and also in our confidential enquiry it is revealed that Rohit is a troubled boy and he is also suspected in the death of your classmate Peter” He put to her seriously.

“Is Peter’s death also murder dad?

“Yes of course, but still we are searching for some clues”

“What was the reason for Rohit to kill Peter dad?”

“May be because of jealously, as Peter wants to make friendship with you, Rohit felt badly and since then he nourished grouse against him. And he also warned him. But when Peter didn’t care him, Rohit might have planned intelligently and finished him by administering heavy dose of drug to him finally and unobtrusively”

“What! I can’t believe it dad” She was shocked to hear for the first time against a serious accusation against Rohit.

“But there is evidence of Rohit’s presence at Peter, when the latter was alive; and Rohit was the last man to leave him after confirmation of his death” Anirudh disclosed the findings of police investigation.

And then she couldn’t say anything either in support of Rohit or condemning him.

“So your silence makes me confirm Honey that Mr. Rohit is the real accused in the mysterious death of Jasmine also” Anirudh said firmly.

“Sorry dad, without proper evidence and proofs, please don’t brand him as an accused. I certify from the bottom of my heart that he is an innocent boy, but not a killer dad”

“Don’t show him extra loyalties, as if he is your fiancé. He is a bloody killer and you better keep yourself away from him” He warned her.

“Sorry dad” She said seriously as she was hurt.

“He is a seasoned criminal; and he is going to be arrested in a day or two; and why do you bother about him Honey?”

“I can’t relish any more accusations against my class mate and a good friend mine dad”

“If you are mad after friendship, better make friendship with the girls but not with the boys”

“Let me continue my friendship with Rohit dad”

“Shut up, why do you want boy friend at this age?”

“I don’t understand, why should I not make friendship with boys’ dad?”

“You have gone mad. I think it is better to swift you to girls high school at once”

“No dad, I will continue in this school only”

“Then, you better discontinue your studies and stay back at home”

“Sorry dad I want to pursue my studies”

“Then you shouldn’t meet him or talk to him. So also you shouldn’t interfere in the investigation of murder cases. And anyway Investigation is going in those cases and you better forget about the useless criminal and concentrate on your studies and prepare for the ensuing public exams”

“Sorry dad, please don’t come to wrong conclusions. He is not a criminal”

“How can you say that? You are not the investigating officer. Miss. Jasmine made out his involvement in the murder of Peter during the course her investigation.

And now he can’t escape from the murder of Miss. Jasmine also; and we have understood his criminal mind. We have strong suspicision on him as his vengeance knew no bounds in the previous incidents also. An evidently it is known that as Miss. Jasmine stood as barrier between you and that rascal, he has intelligently and most cunningly killed her”

“Sorry dad, he didn’t kill her”

“Then who put cyanide in the bed coffee?” He questioned her repeatedly.

“I don’t know dad” She said as usual.

It was about the same time Mr. Anirudh received a phone call from his senior officer. Immediately he called the servant made and asked her to stay with Honey in her room, till the cops came there; and he rang up to jurisdiction Police station and instructed the Inspector of police to interrogate Honey at home and write down her statement.

“I have no time Honey, I am going now as there is a serious law and order problem, and in the meantime if the police interrogate you please do cooperate, and speak out truth; and you need not fear them; nor they threat you as a criminal as you are a minor, and they just examine you as witness” Anirudh cajoled her and left his bungalow.

Honey in one way felt humiliated, but she felt so much relief as she could protect Rohit. Immediately she rang up to Rohit and informed him about her house arrest.

 

Chapter: 30

    I was reading the first page in the diary of my husband late Mr. Samarat. It contained three words, which were never and never spell out by any love or lover in this world, which were ‘hate me dear’, but they were quite meaningful words for me as a bad lover.

When once I understood their meaning, I couldn’t spell them again as freely as any alphabets in English.

If I had really a true lover in my life, the three beautiful words “I Love you” would have sounded me quite cheerful, but “Love me dear” remained for me as an abstract forever and paining me all through my life, as I never shared my true love with anybody nor did anybody truly loved me.

The one and the only philosophy of love I found out after my marriage with Mr. Samarat was that whosoever betrayed love had to pay back heavily in their life time only. And I was no exception to that.

In this universe women were cursed to be born as beautiful, and men were only blessed to enjoy them. As such women by and large succumb to bridegrooms, but in my case unfortunately the reverse had happened as the bridegrooms, Mr. Johnson and Mr. Samarat succumbed to me successively, perhaps it stood as one and the only example if not in the world certainly in my country.

I then opened the second page of the diary of Mr. Samarat and read it.

“At first I offer my sincere apologies to you Mr. Johnson for I came in between you and Rosaline” I was shocked on reading it.

I understood that Mr. Samarat was well aware of my painful past, even before he married me.

“Pardon me Rosaline knowingly I did a mistake of accepting you being already married and got forcible divorce from Mr. Johnson only to perform your marriage with me”

I was in quandary; and in a state of total confusion. Who really deceived me? It was not one, but certainly a long list, my dad, late my mum, Mr. Samarat, and finally Mr. Johnson. It wouldn’t have caused any pain usually, but they all played with my life as if I didn’t have heart and soul which have emotions and feelings too.

But, at the same time I couldn’t curse my fate, except simply blaming them. I was not a kid to be deceived; and not an illiterate to be wrongly briefed; and not a greedy woman for inheriting properties or status in the cosmopolitan society. Then why did I succumb to them? So, did I not responsible for ruining myself? And truly and honestly did I not ruin the lives of Samarat simply leaving John to fate? And did I not finally become instrumental for the death of Samarat? By knowingly or unknowingly what great did I achieve? Just pleading ignorance was also hypocrisy. No one needed to be blamed, but I only cursed myself for my most hated silence over life issues, keeping inhibitions in mind; and just lived in illusions. I then went through the next pages in his diary.

“Sorry, for keeping you in dark Rosaline as I am married to Dr. Julie and we begot a daughter, baby Catherin; but I again tied wed lock into your neck. This really looked something ugly rather peevish for both your dad and me Rosaline.

Your dad and you might be legally correct, but morally and ethically could I face you and Mr. Johnson?

And in my case I was both legally and morally wrong in spoiling the lives of two innocent maids. Even till this moment it remained as a hundred million dollar question for me to understand what for we did all these follies; and shall we really need this much play to be enacted in our lives?

Who was the loser? And who else was the gainer? I couldn’t understand Rosaline. And I suppose you too were innocent in this aspect.

But one thing was clear that in this game we were all losers. And in the universe, from times immemorial in the game of love, there were always more number of losers than the gainers. Every Parent like your dad and mum could think that their children were happy because they provided them everything. But at the same time they often forgot the fact that they could take a horse to the pond but they couldn’t make it to drink. It so happened in our case also.

Never I looked at you nor thought of you to enjoy. I was elder than you by ten years. And in fact I had been with you since your birth and most of the time I spent in carrying you on my shoulders. Then how could I enjoy sex with you Rosaline?

People might think that everything was possible within four walls. But love and lust couldn’t be the action between two visible organs, but certainly it was the influence of much felt experience with feelings and emotions, the products of mind which of course were invisible.

I knew that if I showed you any amount of sympathy, love and affection, it was certain that you would definitely succumb to me since you were chicken hearted. But I understood the weakness of the Indian spinsters as they were governed by customs and traditions rather, and they were not selfish in exhibiting their individuality. That was the reason why I created a scenario as I used to be a sadist and psycho husband, always interested to exploit new things from women through visualising pornography and raping the spinsters; and for making you believe and developed in you much hatred against me.

As a doctor I could detect that you consumed drug before you were pushed into nuptial suit; as I saw wrinkles below your eye brows; as that was not one time but under tremendous pressure you got edited to drug and you used to live in illusions.

Later I gathered your information about your love affair, secret marriage with Mr. Johnson; and your father blackmailing you to marry me otherwise he would commit suicide. Then I found out a solution for your problems. I used both modern medicine and advanced science and put you in delirium and during that time I hypnotized as if you were sexually assaulted by me much against your will and protest and you were in hallucination and misunderstood that you were enjoyed quite brutally by me; and conceived through me. Now it was only given to your prophecy to declare through whom you conceived and Master Rohit is born?

I whole heartedly let you free from my human bond to remarry and join Mr. Johnson along with your son Master Rohit.

And let us burry in ourselves and forget that what all happened was only a nightmare and not in our real lives.

May God bless you and your son? And my good wishes to you for the rest of your life with Mr. Johnson your finance cum hubby and the father of Rohit. Good bye forever Rosaline”

The last sentence and in the diary “and my good wishes to you for the rest of your life with Mr. Johnson, your finance cum former hubby and the father of Rohit” speaks volumes of the kind heart and a lovable soul of Mr. Samarat.

As Mr. Samarat rightly said that if he were to exhibit his real character and conduct, and which were known to any spinster, the latter would definitely sacrifice his fiancé or lover if any, but never miss a gentleman like him. Perhaps that was the reason why he enacted himself quite brutally and became villain in my looks.

I am extremely sorry; and pardon me Samarat for keeping much hatred towards a gentleman, besides a nobleman like you all through these years.

But, nothing happened as you wished. It was all over Samarat and the only thing remain in this world for me was I should be a widow forever with a broken heart not once but twice Samarat, and truly I deserved the curse of my fate for neglecting a true lover Mr. Johnson and a nobleman like you.

It was only possible to scribe in literature and to produce a film on the sacrifices of Mr. Samarat, but not in real lives. As he was both a doctor with a noble heart and besides a true lover, it was only possible for him.

He sacrificed his life leaving his wife and only daughter to fate, only to bring back my heaven. I had nothing to offer him except to express through three beautiful words “I love you”. But I miss you Samarat forever. It was indeed my bad luck. After all what the spinster expect in her life was only to get a loveable and gentle partner. As I could find more than such qualities in you, both John and I should have certainly sacrificed our love for you as your love was universal and much more pious than us and also it didn’t know greediness.

I had no words to express my repentance, for that matter by anybody in this world before the dead, who sacrifice their love for honouring other’s love considered being great, which was truly a great sacrifice.

I had nothing to spend for him as a token of respect, except tears rolling in my eyes.

 

Chapter: 31

    Mr. Anirudh returned home and by then the cops recorded the interrogation report of Honey. He read it and it was the same thing which Honey told him as per the murder of Jasmine was concerned.

In the meanwhile, he received phone call from the house of Mrs. Rosaline. Her house maid informed him the incident at the villa of Mrs. Rosaline.

He immediately informed police control room to send an Ambulance to the house of Rosaline at once and also few cops to guard the scene of occurrence.

Honey could see tension and painful feelings in the face of her dad. She suspected something serious might have happened there at the house of Rohit.

“Does anything go wrong at the bungalow of Rohit dad?”

“I am going to sort out the problem, you need not worry. And you just wait for the cops” He instructed the house maid to stay back in the bed room of Honey till the cops arrived home.

“I will also accompany you dad”

“No”

“If it is not so serious why are you not taking me dad?”

“I said no; please stay back at home and the house maid will take care of you”

“Okay I will stay back dad, but please tell me what the matter is?”

“Shut up, it is none of your business and keep yourself quite”

“If you don’t tell me I have a portion of cyanide left with me and I will swallow it dad” She threatened him emotionally.

“What? Where did you get it?” He got a clue and his police brain started working out sharply.

“From our laboratory only”

“When did you bring it home?”

“I can’t tell the exact date, but I brought it long back”

“Is it before the death of Miss. Jasmine?”

“Yes of course, but why are asking me suspiciously dad?”

“I am not asking, rather I have been interrogating you as a cop to fish out the name of the real accused. So it is confirmed that you have brought cyanide from your lab, and I think Rohit put it in the bed coffee served to Jasmine?”

“No dad”

“Then who did it? Rohit is the only person who is having access to our bungalow and others fear our gunmen and also patrolling dogs”

“He never came to our bungalow any day in the early hour’s dad”

“Then, tell me who else did it?” Time and again he insisted her.

“Certainly not Rohit dad’

“Then who else did it? Tell me Honey and you can’t hide it before me

Sorry I can’t tell you dad”

“Shut up, why are you dodging, come on tell me” He slapped her.

“Sorry dad I only put it”

“What? You dirty girl don’t speak a lie. I know it is your plan, but Rohit might have done it”

“Sorry dad, he is innocent and he doesn’t know. I have only done it”

“Are you mad or what? I think it is only to save Rohit you are only taking the blame, isn’t?”

“I am sorry dad, I am speaking truth only”

“Then tell me who put black cobra in the bed room of Jasmine?”

“I only throne it into her room dad”

“Just unbelievable, and I don’t think you are that courageous, come on tell me” He again slapped her and hold her tuff tightly as part of his interrogation.

She was scared on seeing the face of his dad. He became quite emotional. She couldn’t hide it any more.

“Rohit brought it and threw it into the room”

“Tell me when?”

“When Jasmine went to bath dad”

“You bloody liar, you said Rohit didn’t come in the early hours” He again slapped her.

“Sorry dad, Rohit only came by 0700hrs”

“Still I can’t believe it, and I can’t digest it Honey. I don’t find any reason for you to commit such a heinous crime. Further you both are cordial in relation and she also took the lead and performed your function in a grand gala as per our traditions and customs. What was the reason for killing her? And how cum you do this? Don’t you have at least seen in her motherhood?”

“Exactly dad! That is the reason why I suspected her and killed her”

“Why did you suspect her Honey?”

“I am sorry dad, as she was trying to occupy my mum’s place in your heart; and that is why she has stepped into our home as her first trial, and I suspected that she would create gulf between you and me dad. And hence I couldn’t tolerate her calling me her daughter, and over posing herself, and further commanding me; and hence I have decided and done away with her dad” There was no repentance in her except the satisfaction of taking revenge by eliminating Jasmine.

“You dirty devil, who has told you? Nor do I ever behave indecently with her any time? I have treated her on par with you. And I do feel that I have two daughters. But you have proved yourself to be a psycho hearing all hanky panky gossips from a bloody criminal, Rohit and keeping some unnecessary inhibitions in your mind only you have killed her. You don’t understand the fact that friendship with criminals certainly turn you a criminal like them and he only instigated you, but you have truly committed the crime and thereby you have also become a potential criminal like your friend Rohit” He said and caught hold of her hand tight.

He then informed the CBI officer who was investigating the case and also informed police control room to send women cops to guard Honey at his bungalow, till CBI take her into their custody.

“I am sorry dad I accept my guilt and court arrest. But before that I want to know and see personally as what happened at the bungalow of Rohit? So I too will accompany you dad” She requested him.

“Are you crazy? It is because of his association only you have landed in trouble, but still you are going mad after him. Why have you stooped down to love a criminal? How shameful it is for me you know? How can I show my face to public and media? Do you know I am celebrity in the society? But now I have to face the media and public as a father of a bloody criminal?”

“I am sorry dad; absolutely Rohit has no knowledge about the murder of Jasmine. I only did it”

“It is a bloody shame on my part to call you my daughter. Your mother has only deceived me, but you have done more than that. You have not only made me a laughing stock in the society but also back stabbed me” Anirudh busted out with all his emotions.

In the meanwhile women cops came and reported him.

“Take her to police station, she is a bloody criminal, who killed an excellent probationary IPS officer; and interrogate her till she reveals the hand of Rohit in the murder and hand over her to CBI” He handed over her to cops.

And then Anirudh left home to the bungalow of Mrs. Rosaline.

 

 Chapter: 32

 

Apollo Multi Speciality Hospital.

It was ICCU. Mr. Rohit was on ventilation. Though there was loss of lot of blood, as he was immediately shifted to hospital in time with the initiative of Anirudh personally monitored right from sending ambulance, admission and later spoke to medical experts and immediately arranged everything for operation with a team of experts.

I was alone sitting in the visitors lounge. Still I couldn’t come out from the shock. I wept till the tears are exhausted and my eyes turned reddish.

“I am sorry Mrs. Rosaline, I hope he will be alright” Mr. Anirudh came there and he tried to cajole me.

But I didn’t believe him, more so he was a cop and in fact he only spoiled the career of my only son. I just closed my eyes and praying the almighty to save my only child Rohit who was on ventilation in ICCU.

As a seasoned police officer Anirudh didn’t try again to talk to Mrs. Rosaline alone as he suspected that she may lose her balance. It was but natural that the reactions of any mother would be bad to worse in that situation. And Mrs. Rosaline was no less than any mother.

Hence Anirudh thought it would be better to bring the doctors who operated Rohit and through them he wanted to console Mrs. Rosaline by giving assurance and hundred percent guarantee for the life of Rohit.

    Chapter: 33

 

Later after four years Anirudh; and I went to juvenile home to receive my son Rohit and his daughter Honey, who were released from detention from the juvenile home.

After furnishing necessary documents, we received them. They grew to age and became majors. They were looking like typical Indian bride and bridegroom. They both bowed down and touched our feet to take our blessings in Indian traditions and customs.

Really we were thrilled on seeing our children. There was perfection in their attitude and there was considerable change in them both physically and mentally also. What a great change and reformation we noticed in their attitude and behaviour, besides conduct and character, during the last four years of their stay in the juvenile home. We both felt extremely happy on seeing them adopting our customs and traditions.

“Why two cars dad we will go in one car as we constitute a family” Honey requested her father.

“Sure Honey, but it is only after you both marry, we constitute a family” He assured her.

“Sorry dad we are not lovers we are only friends” Honey reacted spontaneously.

I just observed the feelings of Rohit. He was looking so pleasant. There were no feelings or emotions in his face. In fact Mr. Anirudh and I used to meet at juvenile home on every week end, while visiting our children. During our interaction, we discussed at length and finally we arrived at a unanimous decision to perform their marriage. But now it was an unexpected twist we both had faced.

“Okay as you suggested we all will go in my car Honey” Anirudh ended the topic abruptly.

We got into the vehicle of Anirudh, while my driver followed the car as instructed by me.

“Please stop the car dad” Rohit requested Anirudh.

Anirudh was shocked on hearing Rohit addressing him as dad. I was also surprised by the attitude of Rohit and his intention to call him dad?

And we both couldn’t understand why Rohit asked to stop the car.

Later Honey also requested her dad to stop the vehicle.

Anirudh looked at me. I gave him a hint to stop the vehicle. And he stopped the vehicle on the left side of the road abutting a hillock.

There was a Hindu Temple on the hillock.

Rohit and Honey got down the vehicle and requested us to visit the temple along with them. Honey held my hands, whereas Rohit received and lead Anirudh towards affectionately; and we all walked towards the temple.

They both bought two garlands; and got a piece of turmeric and thread and made a readymade wedlock by dipping it in the paste of turmeric. We were just observing their activity. They went to temple priest and paid him some amount. He arranged a temporary mantapam with the available material in the temple for performing their marriage.

“Are you crazy Rohit? In fact we have arranged your marriage in the registrar office tomorrow, why so urgent?”

“Sorry mum we are not lovers, but we are only friends and we don’t marry”

“Do you agree as what she says is true Honey?”

“Yes mum” Honey replied her.

“Do you both confirm it once again?” I asked them to clear my doubt.

“Yes mum, we are only friends” Rohit confirmed.

“Then why have you stopped the vehicle and making all preparations for marriage?” Anirudh asked them.

“Sorry dad it is for you both” Honey said.

“What?” We both were shocked and said in unison.

“Yes mum, it is our wish” Rohit also said firmly.

“I am sorry Rohit; and I never have that thought at least in my mind till this moment. You can ask your mum; and Mrs. Rosaline do you have such proposal at least in your mind?” Anirudh looked at me.

“No Rohit we are only friends and we made all arrangements to perform your marriage with Honey in registrar office as you both have become majors” I said firmly.

“Do you agree as what Rohit says is true Honey?”

“Yes dad” Honey answered him firmly.

“How can we believe you that you are not lovers?” I asked them to clear my doubt.

“Promise mum, we are only friends” Honey confirmed.

“No you both are lying I believe” I said openly.

“No mum, we are not lying and what we said it is cent percent true mum. In fact we prayed God to unite you both and give us the best parents in the world” Honey hugged me affectionately and said.

I couldn’t understand what to say and I even feared Anirudh may get hurt with the attitude of his daughter.

“Please dad you both need to live together; and we both want to have mum and dad together in our lives” Rohit also spoke rather emotionally.

“Rohit you are not a kid, but you are talking quite foolishly, I don’t know why have you taken U turn?” I fired at Rohit.

“Sorry mum it is not a U turn or our sudden decision. In fact for the last four years we have been dreaming of; and now if you don’t consider our request we want to stay back in orphanage” Rohit replied me politely but firmly.

“Are you blackmailing us Rohit?” I lost my balance and shouted at him.

But Anirudh cajoled me.

“Trust me Rohit; and frankly speaking we never have any feelings against each other till now. In fact I have crossed fifties; and probably your mum must be around forty. In Indian climate and so also as per our country’s average life span I have almost reached the last phase of my life and your mum reaching the stage of menopause I suppose. In fact we are only living for our children. And now both of you decide whether uniting me and your mum is preferable or marriage between you is a good choice” Anirudh put them in puzzle.

“No sir, though we were not spared; and ever since we are convicted in the cases of homicide and admitted in borstal school and in juvenile home, we have understood your need of the hour and finally we concluded and honestly decided; and so also we sincerely wish you both to live together as an ideal couple and the most lovable parents to us in the world” Rohit replied him affectionately.

“I am sorry Rohit I couldn’t help you as the state had taken the crimes so seriously and kept you away from us so long years” Anirudh said apologetically as Rohit might have hurt as he couldn’t help them.

“No, not at all sir, and we know that you have your limitations” Rohit replied him quite submissively.

“What is your stand Honey? Why don’t you accept our unanimous proposal of your marriage with Rohit?” I said as couldn’t understand her rejection; and I tried my best to convince her.

“Sorry mum, I promise you, we never have any such proposal” Honey turned down my advice also.

“But we saw both of you on one bed” I expressed my doubt.

“Sorry mum, we were in adolescent age and that we didn’t know what were we doing then, but now we are majors and there is lot of change in our understanding the world, the society and finally the family and its importance in our life” Honey spoke firmly.

It made us happy as they were looking grown to age; and not only physically but also their I.Q levels appeared to be very high with precise thinking, as they took a unanimous decision with full clarity and perfect maturity.

“Okay my dear children; and if you both are firm in your stand we are also equally firm and let us not debate in public. We will think it later as what shall we do tomorrow?” Anirudh took the lead and said.

“Dad please change your clothes and get ready for marriage with mum” Honey handed over a dhoti (Indian traditional wear) and a towel to him.

“You crazy, I told you we will think and decide tomorrow and what is urgency now?” Anirudh shouted her.

“No dad please oblige us as we both have decided to do your marriage in the presence of the deity of this temple only and now we have auspicious time for wedlock”

“Are you mad or what Rohit? Do you think it is a film to do whatever you like?” Anirudh tried to convince him.

“I am sorry sir, we have decided and stand by it only, let what may come” He proved herself as a very tough boy.

Anirudh couldn’t speak to him further. But I was very much annoyed with his rude behaviour.

“Shut up, you bloody fool. What do you think of yourself Rohit? He is an elderly man and a senior cop; and is it the way to talk to him? Don’t think that you are independent, and still you are kids and dependents and you ought to follow his instructions only and let us go home first” I became serious and said finally.

“Sorry sir, if you don’ accept our proposal and get ready for marriage, we have decided to leave home; and you may please dissert us now itself as orphans sir” Rohit brought pressure over him and said.

In spite of my admonishing him also, Rohit was firm in his stand.

Mr. Anirudh and I became stale on hearing their final decision. We looked into our eyes each other. But we couldn’t find any alternative at that moment. There was certainly the generation gap between our children and us. The present generation was so firm in their likes and dislikes and so also of their commitments.

Honey put a red bindi in the centre of the his forehead and a black dot on the right cheek of his dad and gave him dhoti and towel, whereas and Rohit put me block dot on my left side chin gave me a shawl as symbol of preparing us as bride and bridegroom as a formality.

We both were upset with their unilateral decision and their firm stand, besides they were preparing us as bride and bridegroom for marriage, which was supposed to be done to our children by us. But now we were decorated with bridal wear and makeup and we were just standing like statutes.

But still I couldn’t believe and I thought that either it was only a hallucination as what all I experienced was rather a joke I heard from our children. Otherwise how could it happen? Once they were deep lovers and bed mates; and how could all said and done they changed their minds and took a U turn?

I became a silent spectator; and standing like an accused as if I made a blunder in front of Anirudh for his judgement.

Anirudh observed me from top to bottom without any hesitation, perhaps he treated me as a bride ready for betrothal.

And also I felt little embarrassed in front of my children. In fact we were moving close for the last four years but never we had any such feelings nor to face such a cumbersome situation.

“I am okay my children, but it seems your mum is freeze up. Please ask her whether she likes me and accepts me for marriage or not?” Anirudh finally used his triumph card and asked them; and to my surprise he peeped into my eyes.

I then understood his looks and feelings towards me; perhaps he was expecting my reply. But I was literally freezing up with his last words; and I couldn’t understand what did the words ‘like’ and ‘acceptance’ mean?

I doubted whether he was asking my acceptance for love or physical union or for both; and for something else in the name of marriage may be for lust? I was still in dilemma and puzzling myself.

I thought that it was for the first time, and no where it so happened that children were pressurising the widowed mother and widower father to remarry in their presence, that too when once the latter had become majors by sacrificing their love.

The children were requesting me again and again. I was little annoyed on seeing their anxiety.

It seemed Mr. Anirudh observed my silence; and finally he found out the reason for my irritation.

“I think your mum was feeling discomfort with your pressure; and maybe she doesn’t like me and also to marry me; and my dear children please don’t obligate her unlike her dad” Anirudh said suggestively.

Now I understood very well that he was not only smart but also an intelligent cop who knew everything about everybody whom he came across.

And I was confused for the first time in between love and like; and in between marriage in teens and a widow remarriage and rather a third marriage , especially when he doubted me whether I like him or accept him or not?

All were eagerly awaiting my reply.

But, I felt that for the third time I was missing to welcome a gentleman into my life, might be out of confusion or did I failed to take instant decision? I didn’t know whether I was gaining or losing if I accept their proposal.

And I was severely warned by myself consciousness. I thought for a while; and found out the reality that if I miss this chance, forever I would be missing it in my life; and then not only my children but even Anirudh would misunderstand me.

I then felt as if I were thrown out of ventilator into space. For the first time I feared to be deserted once for all in this wonder world. I didn’t wish to become an orphan forever.

And I took a decision instantly, might be hastily.

But did I really enjoy my marriage with Mr. Anirudh? It was time alone that can decide my fate.

 

Chapter: 34

    Mr. Anirudh looked at wall clock; and he got up from the bed, but I pulled him over me and he laid on me; and I kissed him once again and pressed his head to my breast. I didn’t know how many times I did so. But I only remember that I didn’t sleep throughout the night and kept him restless. But still I wanted it again and again; perhaps I enjoyed conjugal happiness after seventeen years.

It was my third nuptials in my life ever since I attained puberty, first time with Mr. Johnson at my student age in the college and secondly with Mr. Samarat. But what I had with Johnson was under infatuation; and what Samarat did during nuptials was really an unforgettable nightmare for any spinster. But now I never had any painful feelings, though I was mother of a nineteen years boy.

“Please wait Rosaline, it is already 0900 hrs, and children will laugh at us” Anirudh requested me as a sensible partner.

“Don’t forget it is our honeymoon Anirudh; and in fact our children only arranged it” I said sill in hungry for not to forgo the heaven of joy.

“I just say good morning to children and come back dear” So said he got down the bed.

I laughed at him. He was still dozy, as I never allowed him to sleep throughout the night except in between the intervals while enjoying sex with him. Perhaps I was younger than him by at least ten years and that might be the reason why I became pro active on bed. I only believed in practicality that there shouldn’t be any shy or censure in between wife and husband, especially when conjugal relation was concerned.

He looked down and found himself completely nude. His shot and T- shirt are with me. He took out bed sheet and covered himself. I threw his short and T shirt on him.

He caught them and dressed himself and while leaving the room he pulled my bed sheet and found me nude. To my surprise I couldn’t find my night gown. Now it was his turn to tickle me.

“Anirudh where do you secret my night gown?” I just screened my body with a white towel and requested him.

He nodded his head as no.

“Please, I was embarrassed to face you in nude in day light Anirudh” I said in low voice.

I was feeling shy, as I could not digest the fact that it was really my first night with Anirudh, after leading more than one and half decades of widowhood ever since the death of my husband, Mr. Samarat; and my first night experience for three days and nights during my nuptials with him or one night with my classmate and fiancé Mr. Johnson. And I had both emotions and feelings; but finally I had the sweetest attachment with Anirudh.

But, he was a matured man, besides an intelligent cop; and he knew women’s psychology; and for him knowing about a widow like me was nothing. He could very well understand me that I was feeling shy as it was our first night. Later he brought my night gown from the cupboard; perhaps he secreted it when I went to wash room.

I expected he would throw it to me. But he didn’t.

“Come dear, take your gown” Instead he said, but he was away from me.

For the first time, I was feeling nervous to be seen nude by my hubby. Generally where there was love and affection there would be preferably shy and frigidity, which was in fact the secret behind love, but not in lust. I was really feeling something odd at this age with my little fatty body.

“No please, sorry, leave me Anirudh and I look ugly in nude you know”

“But I am certifying that you are simply marvellous Rose. In fact you are the God’s gift to me at fifty plus” Anirudh complimented me.

“Really” I couldn’t believe his flattery and said.

“Do you really like me dear?” Anirudh asked me rather suspected my simplicity.

“Why do you doubt me Anirudh? Whether you believe it or not, I couldn’t say simply ‘I like you’, but I prefer to say more than that or even both ‘I like you’ and ‘I love you’.

And finally, I am thankful to the almighty, who blessed me with everything today to have a strong and forever human bondage between us as husband and wife with wonderful children. I thank you Anirudh for you have created in me a little hope to live” I couldn’t control my emotions and spoke to him openly; and my feelings came out, while tears rolled in my eyes.

“Why are you emotional Rose? I am your legally wedded hubby and you have got every right to live happily and continue to enjoy with me till I breathe my last” He also said emotionally.

“I am really blessed in the second part of my life Anirudh. What I have lost; and thought forever I am deprived off the conjugal happiness, it is reimbursed through you, the God sent man” I have no words to express my joy to him.

I then thought for a while that why should I secret my erotic beauty, after all whatever I had was only to make my beloved and handsome hubby, Anirudh to experience the heaven of joy; and then I walked not in shy, but with feminine grace not once, but many a times as he was moving one end to another end of the room to his utmost satisfaction.

And the final result of course was that he again got tempted and immediately he took me to the bed, not for simply to kiss me but also took me to the peak of enjoyment, that was what I wanted repeatedly; and he pulled me close to him and kissed me again and again and then the ultimate.

We had an emotional go which was perhaps an unforgettable one; and I feared that I might miss my periods and certainly conceived the next child at this age, nearing to menopause.

When I thought of a baby, I recollected my son Rohit and the God gifted daughter Honey. I immediately reminded Anirudh about our beloved children, but he hesitated to leave me as he was enjoying peace and tranquillity in my company, which he lost ever since he joined in uniformed service and till his first wife discarded him.

And I too felt a secured life with him, having a fond hope for the better future of our children; but this time my motherhood taught me my responsibilities.

Now as a mother of two children, I requested him to go and say first greeting of the day to our beloved children.

He then left the nuptials suit. I remained on the bed. I looked at the wall clock and it was still showing 0900hrs. I understood that it was defunct; and was the arrangement made by our matured children for not to disturb us as we were honeymoon couple in their vision.

I then looked at my wrist watch kept near the bed lamp and found it was only 0600hrs.

Anirudh went to children’s bed room, while I went to wash room.

 

Chapter: 35

 

It was 0800hrs in the morning.

“Rosaline please get up” Anirudh sprinkled water on my face.

I got up from my deep sleep. I took a larger dose of drug last night.

Whatever I experienced with Anirudh was all in a delirious dream.

Poor Anirudh didn’t disturb me as he understood that I was off mood ever since we married at this age, and feeling guilty to show his face to our children.

I was still yawning and feeling drossy.

“Rose Please get up. I am sorry I did a mistake. My age and my experience as cop for the last twenty five years are of no use. I failed quite miserably to understand the child’s psychology. It is truly because of me we have become orphans. I am extremely sorry Rose” He was speaking hurriedly and there was no life in his voice, rather it was sounding pathetic.

“What?”I was shocked.

I tried to recollect his lost words, “We have become orphans” And I got up from the bed at once.

“What nonsense are you talking? Please tell me where our children are Anirudh?” I caught hold of his shirt collar.

I forgot the surroundings and our relation even as he was my newly wedded hubby. But, those things were no matter for me before my children.

“Where is Rohit?” This time I asked him referring my son.

“I will tell you, please have little patience Rose. You are a grown up lady and you have seen so many ups and downs in your life”

“Shut up, don’t tell police stories, where is my son?” I lost my temper and said.

But it seemed he was quite firm in his stand. And I just tried to run towards the bed room of Honey. But Anirudh stood in my way.

“Please don’t come in my way Anirudh”

 “Sure Rose. But....”

“Shut up, I once again I warn you seriously”

“It’s okay, but I beg you to hear me, before knowing what has happened?”

“Sorry, I can’t miss to see my children anymore. Please tell me what has happened to my children Anirudh? Where are they?” My eyes turned reddish with anxiety coupled with anger.

I know that I belittled him. But I was under tremendous pressure; and I couldn’t bear even a fraction of second till he unfolded the mystery if any about my children.

“What happened to my children?” I again raised hue and cry.

“Rose please wait and hear me first” Still he was trying to cajole me.

“Where is Rohit” This time I shouted at him.

“Rose, human life itself is a journey; and there are so many happy moments and sometimes tragic too.

And we always wish that everything should be in our control. But in fact, nothing would be in our control. We are well educated besides elderly people too with sound knowledge and have enough experience in ground realities, but still we lose our balance on hearing certain adversaries” He was going on preaching his philosophy of life.

But I was not a fool to take things lightly; and I understood that Anirudh was trying his best to control my emotions for the reasons best known to him. I suspected something serious might have happened to my children.

“I say stop it Anirudh; and please don’t divert me. Just leave me” I pushed him forcibly from my way, but in van.

He caught hold of me and tried to hold me back, but I was struggling to run away from his clutches.

I used all my strength and I again pushed him away from my way. But he used his brute force.

“Mr. Anirudh please don’t irritate me nor provoke me; and no force can stop me” I just slapped him at once forgetting that he was a top cop.

All his efforts became futile to withhold me.

And I ran towards Honey’s room.

 

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On entering the bed room of Honey, I just broke down and I lost my conscious.

Somebody sprinkled water on my face and I got conscious. On seeing the scene, I just ran to the bed; and like any unfortunate mother in this universe to see her off springs dead, I too found the dead bodies of my children Rohit and Honey on the bed.

And I fell on the dead body of Rohit; and wept like a child, for losing my one and the only son, whom I brought him up till he attained nineteen years with all fond hopes on his bright future.

It pained me heavily when I recollected the fact that I bore him in my uterus for nine months and delivered. I again lost my conscious.

I regained my conscious only after the house made sprinkled water on me.

And I looked at Anirudh. He was undone. He fell near the dead body of his daughter like a huge tree caught in a storm and fell on to the ground.

By then the news of unnatural death of our children spread in the city and all the neighbours and the media rushed to our bungalow.

There were two suicide notes fond under the pillows. And I noticed them foremost and I took them and opened to read, but in the meanwhile Anirudh snatched them away from me and went to his bed room and bolted the door.

I understood his emotions both as a parent and also as a serving cop.

Later I went to the kitchen room where I found a portion of cyanide and chilled milk in a glass. I don’t understand at first why they were there.

And I thought for a while and I understood what could hurt our children.

It made me believe that they tossed at first in between them and we, the unfortunate honeymoon couple; and in their trail and judgement they sacrificed their lives for this poor mum and dad.

 

 

Chapter: 36

 

Anirudh opened the letter of his daughter at first and read.

“I am sorry to leave you dad. But I am not feeling sorry for me dying. I feel proud to be born to a noble and a gentleman like you dad, but I feel sorry for my mum who deserted you and me to find out her lover; and perhaps she forgot her motherhood. What a wonderful justice she pronounced dad?

No regrets dad and in fact she is misfit to you. And we are lucky that we don’t have such character in our lives. It is better we forget her forever. Aunty is the best and suitable choice for you dad. I used to feel her as my mum because I am deprived off mum’s love and affection since about fifteen years and at the same time I got it back through her. But she suspected Rohit and me sharing the bed. And it was all in our adolescent age dad.

But today we really shared the bed for our dooms day dad. Rohit got by himself cauterisation, while I got my uterus removed. Now nobody can suspect us. Neither marriage nor conceiving is possible between us dad. And we want to remain forever as best friends in this materialistic world, above all earthly passions and desires. Take care of her dad; and take care of my dad aunty and Goodbye both of you” (Sd) Honey.

Later Anirudh opened the letter addressed to self only by Rohit and he read it with sad.

“I am extremely sorry sir for doing a crime in the bungalow of a top cop. But, it was quite inevitable for me and rather I am helpless. I saw my mum who was quite sober and God fearing woman. Later I only saw almost the same qualities in Honey.

I never had an opportunity to experience the love and affection of my dad, but now I found the same in you sir. Hence I wanted you as life partner to my mum. This I thought from the point of my mum’s joy and happiness, which she was missing all through her life.

And I too was no exception to the society’s curse as my birth became questionable one.

I struggled myself in between the linage of Mr. Samarat and Mr. John for living in this society as a bastard. Henceforth whosoever comes in between my mum and me I never spared them? That was the reason why I shot dead Mr. John. But after knowing the fact that he was really innocent and my grandpa was only responsible for running their lives, I never spared him too; and I killed him when he was awfully drunk.

And now I couldn’t relish my mum’s unholy third union with you sir.

But I could find you comforting and taking care of my mum and facilitating her every weekend to meet me. You both are happy even in our absence at home all through the missing four years in your lives. Hence finally we both could find out a solution and that Honey and myself demanded you both to marry. And you both obliged our request” Anirudh read the letter completely and was caught in grief.

Anirudh as a cop failed quite miserably for the first time to understand the feelings of the little hearts of his children; and the consequences were very drastic.

And still most of the parents in the world are unaware of the sensitive minds and the little hearts of their children. Before they come to know, it may cost their careers and sometimes even their lives too.

“Master, Mrs. Rosaline has gone to the kitchen and locked the door from inside” Meanwhile the servant maid raised hue and cry.

Anirudh rushed to the kitchen.

 

Chapter: 37

 

I truly admit the fact that for fulfilling our lust only, my poor children sacrificed their love and their precious lives. I then put the left over portion of cyanide in a glass and pored chilled milk, mixed it and I took the glass.

But, before I decided to end myself, I remembered that I had both legal and moral obligation to cajole Anirudh as this body belonged to him as he tied wedlock in my neck. I searched for a piece of paper and pen. I could see them in the corner of the shelf. I eagerly picked them up in emotion coupled with anxiety. But to my shock there I found the final writings of my son Rohit. I read them hurriedly.

“I am sorry to leave you mum. What we have done might hurt you. And we have understood that you have been suffering all through your life for finding out a right fiancé. But you have been cursed twice, initially by grandpa and finally by me.

And it was quite unfortunate for any offspring to puzzle in between two, as who his dad was? To whom exactly he was born? But I am unfortunate to be caught in the puzzle; and the only thing which remained in my hands was that I could only close the mystery by ending myself.

Mum I know that you wouldn’t prefer to live after seeing me dead. Please promise me mum not to leave Anirudh. In fact he is a nice gentleman, a perfect fiancé for you; a dignified dad to Honey and more than that he was a humane cop and I admire him a lot. Now at least please don’t cheat Anirudh sir, unlike the cases of John and Samarat”

“Don’t cheat Anirudh” I read the last sentence of Rohit twice.

“Yes, I do admit Rohit and certainly I deserve to be called a cheater” I admitted frankly.

His words never pained me, because I proved myself to be a selfish vampire woman in the guise of mum, otherwise how could I find out alternative bridegrooms one after the other as Mr. John, Mr. Samarat and finally Mr. Anirudh as substitutes for my worldly pleasures?

Now I am doubtful about myself whether am I truly a spinster? Or a true love of Mr. John? Or a perfect maid in the lineage of Mr & Mrs. Richards? Or truly, the mum of Rohit? Or honestly, the widow of Samart? Or could I ever remain as a good wife of Mr. Anirudh?

These questions directly had a bearing over me, both on my heart and soul.

Had I not sacrificed my first soul mate and my first husband Mr. John? Later my second husband Mr. Samarat? Finally my beloved son Rohit and God gifted daughter Honey?

Now I could understand how much struggle the little hearts of my children absorbed while thinking about this selfish mother, still fond of worldly pleasures in the age of nearing menopause?

I honestly admit that I only snatched away their beautiful life and bright career only for my earthly pleasures.

And then I frankly admitted the truth, and that truth was nothing but all follies in my life.

“Pardon me Rohit for keeping you in dark. In fact I have not committed any mistake, but the only shortfall in me was that I failed to speak out my true love and my marriage with my soul mate Mr. John.

I feel it is better to confess now at least before I end myself.

And my dear son, my soul mate is only Mr. John and we married. I truly certify that I only conceived you through him, just before my marriage with Mr. Samarat and begot you my son.

But by hiding this fact, I not only hurt you my child but also I cheated both John and Samarat. And I am only responsible for you committing patricide; and made you a serial killer.

But I am sorry my son for denying your final request. And I frankly confess you that I only became instrumental for ending yourselves abruptly and quite painfully at a quite young age.

So I deserve to be paid back for my sins in this life and in this world only.

I am sorry Anirudh; and my untimely entry into your life caused you a great loss. I am not only responsible for polluting the minds of our children but also responsible for their deaths and also brought defame to your professional expertise.

Let me take the liberty at least at the far end of my life; and permit me to have the satisfaction of remaining as first lover to my children.

Pardon me Honey for I failed miserably to understand the emotions and feelings of the little hearts of my children. And I accept I am a bad mum” I concluded with my broken heart.

And then it was the time for proclaiming the final judgement by the All mighty. His judgement was always an ear or otherwise how cum he allow the young and innocent boy and girl to end their lives quite early and in the most pathetic and painful way?

And the Lord’s judgement for such sins is only capital punishment. So did I pronounce the final judgement as much as a suitable punishment for my sins of commissions and omissions?

The judgement was to end myself quite brutally. And my death should be an eye opener to others who choose to follow my life.

And then I took the glass filled with chilled milk mixed with cyanide.

Anirudh was upset with my attempt on my life.

He was trying his best to break open the door. But even before his attempt I fortified the kitchen by locking the door with the middle lock and bolted on the top and also on the bottom.

“Rose hear me please, don’t make me an orphan, don’t leave me alone, at least for God’s sake don’t do it” He was virtually lamenting.

And I could hear the last words of Anirudh; and his futile efforts to break open the kitchen door.

But all his requests and his hectic efforts to break open the door neither moved my heart nor inculcated in me any further hope to continue this life without my children.

I then wrote at the end of the piece of paper “I am sorry Anirudh for deceiving you too” before I swallowed the poisoned milk.

 

 

Chapter: 38

 

“Death knows no pain. She has gone, and I have lost faith in love. In the name of love only everybody deceived me, thinking that the cops don’t have heart at all.

Neither my first wife nor my newly wedded wife Rosaline does understand my sensitive heart.

And my most affectionate and loveable daughter, Honey also left me thinking that I might be her selfish dad, didn’t hesitate to snatch away her happiness.

I admit I failed quite miserably both as a cop and also as a parent to understand the psychology of my children, more specifically the hearts of women.

And nobody knows that the cops also have hearts, which are pigeon; and they couldn’t bear tragedies; and I was about to collapse, but somebody shifted me to ICU.

When I opened my eyes, I could see that I was on ventilator and a team of doctors were discussing about my massive cardiac arrest and the chances are remote.

I could see my family right in my presence; yes here are my wife Rose and my daughter Honey and my son Rohit.

And I have decided to give up myself quite happily and peacefully to join my wife and children rather than for living alone as an orphan in this world.

The rest is not in my hands.

 

Epilogue:

 

What remains after the war? After the war, in either group there would be as many deaths as possible and so also enormous devastation of properties.

Similarly in the war of love whosoever deprives off love or deceives the love or lover, meets the similar fate.

That is why everything should be fair in love and war.

Love, dating, lust, adultery, extra-marital life, bigamy, is nothing but their ultimate is physical enjoyment only.

Of late there has been a great divide between the parents and the children.

And when the offspring’s grew to age, they are isolated by putting them in children’s bed rooms.

The IQ levels of the of children now a days are high, and during isolation they succumb to drugs, blue literature, pornography and finally they even slip to edition of seeing xxx blue films, when their parents are ignoring and unwatchable their children as what do they do in isolation?

These things by and large appear to be too silly for us, but may mean much to the minors.

‘Every child is a parent of a man and woman in general; and every parent shouldn’t forget the act that he/she too was a child in their beginning’

The teacher can taught his pupil; the doctor can treat his patients, but why the parents neglect their children? And this is more serious than a viral, which is something everyone has to think.

As long as love, dating, marriage, extra-marital life, adultery, homosexuality, lesbianism, unnatural sex, guy sex, viewing pornography, xxx films, sex with animals, so on and so forth are in existence, no one needs to be bother for morals and ethics, and so also no one needs a society with its norms, customs and traditions.

And where one can enjoy as freely as ape-man or Neanderthal man; and then there can only be bastards and bitches in the society, because maternity is certain and paternity is uncertain.

And then one can imagine what shall be the human life on the mother earth? If the human beings are allowed to continue mechanical life, leaving everything except accumulating wealth and indulge in free sex, what will be the fate of human civilization?

Crime takes its birth only in human minds. Unless there is transformation of human minds there is no end for crime.

 

Post Script:

 

Children under adolescent age certainly imitate and react what they have seen. And once they are experienced successfully, it becomes habit for them. And the childhood experiences either good or bad definitely have bad bearing over their lives and beautiful career. And those habits will spoil their beliefs in ethics, morals, and finally decide their fate.

Most of the responsible parents want to instil in their children their own personal values about relationships, sex, intimacy, love, and marriage.

The danger to children stems at least partly from the disturbing changes in attitude that are facilitated by unholy things, worst examples of erotic love, unethical lust for sex and immature and clandestine dating.

The more and the extremes in the behaviour of the parents, elder brothers and sisters would certainly pollute the minds of the adolescent children and the latter consequently develop an appetite for more deviant, bizarre, or violent types of love, dating, and marriage.

Sometimes, the unsolved issues between parents and so also married elder brothers and sisters will have very bad bearing over the minds of the adolescents.

Lack of confidence in marriage as either a viable or lasting institution devalued the importance of monogamy and viewed non monogamous relationships as normal and natural behaviour, effects all round
development and identity of the children.

When in critical periods of childhood, the child's brain is being programmed for and during this period, their minds appear to be developing a "hardwire" for what the person will be attracted to healthy norms and attitudes during this period can result in the child developing a healthy orientation.

In contrast, if there is exposure to vulgarity or pornography during this period, deviance may become imprinted on the child's "hard drive" and become a permanent part of his or her orientation.

 

Psychologist Dr. Victor Cline's findings are:

 

The memories of experiences that occurred at times of emotional arousal, which includes sexual arousal, are imprinted on the brain by epinephrine, an adrenal gland hormone, and are difficult to erase.

Viewing pornography can potentially condition some viewers to have recurring sexual fantasies during which they masturbate. Later they may be tempted to act out the fantasies as sexual advances.

Sexual identity develops gradually through childhood and adolescence. In fact, children generally do not have a natural sexual capacity when they are in between the ages of ten and twelve.

As they grow up, children are especially susceptible to influences affecting their development. Information about sex in most homes and schools comes, presumably, in age-appropriate incremental stages based on what parents, educators, physicians, and social scientists have learned about child development.

Pornography often introduces children prematurely to sexual sensations that they are developmentally unprepared to contend with. This awareness of sexual sensation can be confusing and over stimulating for children.

The sexual excitement and eventual release obtained through pornography are mood altering. For example, if a young boy's early stimulus was pornographic photographs, he can be conditioned to become aroused through photographs. Once this pairing is rewarded a number of times, it is likely to become permanent. The result is that it becomes difficult for the individual to experience sexual satisfaction apart from pornographic images.

Most of the parents find it difficult to talk to their children about sex in general, let alone the harmful effects of pornography.

It shall be the primary duty of every parent and adults to protect the innocence and purity of childhood as for as possible.

Let not the parents treat their children harshly, but treat them with kind heart and be friend them; and create homely and pleasant atmosphere for them to grow and develop their individuality.

They must try to understand their likes and dislikes and so also keep an eye over their emotions and feelings.

 

Acknowledgements:

 

My thanks are due to the psychologists and more specifically Dr. Victor Cline who have been trying their best in enlightening the world parents regarding the minds of their children, which are generally the depository of crime in most of the cases.

 

The End.

 

And the end should have a new and a novel beginning.

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