Aitri said in an ice cold voice even with severe pain, 'I am going to die! How can you save your daughter? ' I think this sentence is the most unpredictable sentence I have ever heard! The way he speaks is strange. Extreme self-confidence in every word. I can't stand it. ঐThe woman is traumatized, panicked or mentally deranged! He can't say this sentence consciously! Nothing! In my life separated from my family, I found the only 'woman'! My good and bad reluctance of the last four years has only revolved around him. The absence of the girl who is as true to me as destiny is like death to me! God is lonely! If he had known the pain of the death of a loved one, there would have been no death in this world. Aitri died on the operating table. Meghdoot is gone! For the next six months, I did not have an account of day and night. For the next six months I did not open the window. Half of the alpana that Aitri made across my roof remained. At that time, Subodh Babu took Meghdoot to his house. I have never seen the face of this long six-month-old baby girl! Five years later - I arrived at Shillong airport at six in the morning. Five-year-old Meghdoot with me. She wore a red and yellow mulberry silk dress. Silver crown on the head. This traditional dress of Jayantiya is made for the purpose of coming to Meghalaya. Meghdoot looks beautiful in this dress. Ink has also accumulated under the eyes of the little cloud angel like Aitri. Smooth skin is dry! We went straight from Shillong to Samanda village. A couple of hours down the road. Ten years ago, on a tour, I wandered around the house in Samanda village for sixteen days in a row, hoping to catch a glimpse of Aitri. A small house with a fence with a shed two feet high from the ground! Dilapidated wooden doors are not open for a long time! It is a wonder to me how this house has survived in the absence of people for so many years! Meghdoot's enthusiasm is not waning at all. He is very happy to come to Meghalaya! Even at this age of vivacity, this girl's smile surprised me. Because I think after a long time I saw him smile! There is nothing in the house but an old stool and an old dusty mat next to it. Meghdoot and I went on a clean expedition! It turned out that in about an hour we made the room at least suitable for sleeping! From kids of this age, adults have to play hide and seek with a lot of things! Now I am safe. Meghdoot is far ahead of the other ten peers! Maybe girls are like that without mothers. He himself fills the lack of his mother! Meghdoot knows why I left the elite hotels of Shillong and moved to this small room in Samanda! After wandering in the mountains for five days in a row, looking for old people in the neighborhood, we just wanted to know one thing: 'Who is the girl who lived in this house ten years ago? Who are his parents? Where did he come from? ' At least one of the three hundred and fifty people in this village will know! No one knows where Aitri came from! They know that one day a little girl suddenly started living in that small house. Without father, without mother, without relatives, even without one's own identity! And that's the identity I've been looking for for the last ten years! In these five days I discovered a terrible thing! Meghdoot sleeps all night! He doesn't wake up in the middle of the night with his beautiful red eyes like his mother. In this small house in the village of Samanda in Meghalaya, a girl like me sleeps like a cloud and I wake up at night to see her sleeping face! I put my hand on my cheek. Her body is as cold as her mother's. Light cool just like clouds. I think if you touch it, your hands will get wet right now! What peace! Even if you think about those days, it cuts to the skin! Meghdoot is two years old! One night I saw for the first time that he was sitting with red eyes. Not crying or fidgeting. Sitting at a glance! Subodh Babu assured that it will be fine. If you keep busy all day, you will fall asleep tired at night. But no! I spent three more years hoping it would be okay. Finally Subodh Babu said in a pleading voice, 'Will you take the girl to Meghalaya once? Who knows, maybe you can get some solution! How much of the mystery of nature or we know! ' All the restlessness abnormalities of Meghdoot have come and gone here, it has given me much more comfort than it has intrigued me! That special event happened on the sixth night! Meghdoot is asleep. I went out to light a cigarette and bumped into the bamboo by the door in the dark. At once it seemed as if something had fallen down. I picked it up and saw a folded paper in the light of the lighter. Reddish kind. I can't catch the color of cornflower paper or white paper that has changed for a long time. I came out with the paper in my book pocket and stood there. An unknown unpleasant message seemed to be pressing on my chest. I think as soon as I open the paper, all the secrets will be revealed to me in one fell swoop. Then I can not push the mystery! After a while I thought I was thinking! It's just a piece of paper! A very simple paper! I came home and sat next to Meghdoot and opened the paper. My hands are shaking with excitement! A long English letter in whole letters. The letter begins with the address 'Dear inheritress'! It is very easy to understand that this letter was written for a girl! The main point of this huge thirty-five line letter was - Dear heir Welcome to Meghalaya. You will have to spend the rest of your life in this kingdom. Know that you are the life force of this Meghalaya and at the same time this Meghalaya is also your life force. But you are not alone. I send seven similarly to the seven states of the Seven Sisters. Those who remain here in the cycle of inheritance. You have no entity of your own. You are just the existence of your ancestors. So you will live in this Meghalaya alone and completely alone! It is God's responsibility to protect you. Death is inevitable if you are accidentally displaced! My hands and feet are shaking after finishing the letter. This letter is addressed to my five year old little girl! Who is this correspondent? God? Or any other force? Meghdoot is the life created from my sperm! My sole dominance over him! For a moment I can't think she's Aitri's daughter either. In the blood of Aitri's body, nine months, her immature heart has got blood supply! He is the heir of Aitri! But can this little girl survive in this lonely room alone? You can. Aitri also did. I can't take him from Meghalaya and kill him like Aitri. Two weeks are over. Today is the day of my departure. I will come occasionally to see Meghdoot. He looks very lively. Shining eyes! I'm a little upset to hear I'm leaving. He didn't have much of a thought when he heard that I would leave him here alone. As if he knew Meghalaya was his destiny! I looked back once as I left. Meghdoot is looking with tears in his eyes. I sighed and said to myself 'Will you ever choose death like love and death like mother.
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