Short story

Some relationships are not based on color:

A while ago, Ranju's brother got married and brought his wife.

While I was sitting on the verandah, my mother came and told me about Ranju Bhai's wedding.

Me: Hmm, good.

Ms. Janis Khenya Ranjur Bauta is not very beautiful, everyone around her was saying:

Ranjuta has brought Danakat Pari.

I am the fairy she is bringing, why are you telling me?

He did not tell you my name Khenya.

We three sisters have no brothers. We don't have a brother so my father is very sorry.

Of course mother never regrets about us.

M: I'm noticing that nowadays when you talk about Ranju Chetis?

Before, you were not like that, suddenly what happened to your mother?

Ranju's brother's marriage is fine,

Since then, their home marriage has been discussed in our house.

Who is he that talks so much about him?

He is no longer our relative.

Just a neighbor.

So what is there to discuss so much about the marriage of neighbors?

Even when I heard these, my body burned with anger.

Why am I getting angry after hearing their mother's words for only a few days?

He repeatedly asks if anything has happened.

Khenya: Mother, how many times will I say one thing? You are thinking unnecessarily.

Nothing happened to me.

Saying that it was better if nothing happened, mother went inside the house from the verandah.

Today, the past is hurting my mind.

Their love of the year has become insignificant today.

For the color of my skin.

Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT aint for me either

That's why everyone turns away when they see me.

I have become a burden to my own father.

I say black,

He has never received so much affection.

Of course mom always says,

You look beautiful.

You understand the drawn eyes, the sweet smile and the magical face.

Those who call you ugly do not have eyes.

I understand that she is the mother, so everything is beautiful to her.

Mothers do not find their children ugly.

But was someone in love with an ugly girl like me?

Was she really in love with me, or was it all her acting?

He remembers yes,

He was saying that the relationship was over, which was all acting.

Nah, I can't think anymore.

I got up from the verandah.

The sound of music is coming from the house of Ranju brothers.

Well, why do I find these words toxic?

The sound of the music sounds restless, so I put my hand over my ear and the sound is coming.

So I turned on the mobile video and put the headphones in my ears.

Oh, I feel a little better.

Two days later,

Only the father has the right to make all the decisions in our house.

We are obliged to obey all his commands.

At dinner my father talked about my marriage.

When I heard my marriage in my father's mouth, it was as if food was stuck in my throat. Having trouble breathing.

Seeing my condition, my mother gave me water.

I took water from my mother's hand and put it in my mouth quickly.

Ah, I would have died if there was more peace.

Meanwhile, the mother said to the father

Ms. would not have seen a little more.

I heard the boy has a child in the previous house?

Dad let out a roar

I will be your prince for this Kali Maiya.

My mother was scared, but she thought about me and said softly,

I would not have got married after finishing honors.

Dad: I see your courage is too much.

Which face do you speak? Don't be shy, can you give me a boy so far?

Dichos two miya and this ink tar.

Whoever wants to take this ink of yours in Meyer is in the fate of seven foreheads in Tar Meyer.

I am used to hearing these words from my father's mouth from a young age.

Yet why is there so much trouble.

Nah, I can't eat anymore.

So when I got out of there, I heard,

The parents are telling the mother to get married next Friday afternoon.

Then mother and daughter will not make any color joke.

Well I'm not what people call black. I'm not in pain?

I can't even get the ball to enter the room.

Inside the chest, it seems that everything is coming.

Maybe it would have been better if I could have cried and cried.

But if you cry loudly, everyone will hear, so I put my face on the pillow.

These tears are my constant companions because I have no right to be loved or to be good.

The next day at noon I'm going home from varsity,

Meeting with Ranju Bhai at this time-

A beautiful girl is standing beside him.

Ranjuhare khenya that, where are you coming from?

I have no intention of talking to this man who is standing silently.

Ranju: Ira and Khenya are at home in front of us.

This morning Aunty Pais brought her daughter for you.

And Kheya is my only wife Ira.

Ranju put his hand on Ira's shoulder.

Ira: How are you and did not come to see me?

Khenya looks at Ira, looks at Ranju for a moment, looks down and thinks,

If people are so shameless, who can hurt someone else by laughing?

I can't think what to say to such a person.

So he remained silent without saying anything.

Ranju: Well, the ferry will go now, it will leave our bus.

I am going on my first honeymoon with my wife. I don't want to be late.

Khenya said nothing and ran into the house.

Lying on the bed with my eyes closed and wondering if there is any trouble left or I?

Again the old memories are floating in front of the eyes.

Four years ago, one day after my SSC, Ranju Bhai came and said,

Ranju: I can't turn around and talk.

That's why I love you.

I didn't say you were young for so long.

But after a few days you will go to college, now you will understand the good and the bad, so I say.

Kheya wants to get you to live in my world.

I didn't know what to say,

I was never so attracted to love. Besides, I didn't get a love proposal because I was black.

And they used to keep an eye on my body.

But I have been watching him since he was little.

But I could not think what to say.

So I went home without saying anything to Ranju Bhai.

He has been behind me for almost six months

Wandering.

At the corner of the alley of the teacher's house,

In the market, walking somewhere,

Again sometimes standing in front of my college.

One day when he came back from college, he stood in front of me and said,

Ferry why can't you love me

What's wrong with me?

What if you love me?

I said softly where are you? Where else am I?

You are fair, tall, beautiful to look at, I don't agree with you.

I see that ugly,

And that's why your mother doesn't like me and says black.

If you think about it, a girl like me can't go with you.

Ranju: I go with you more.

And if you look me in the eye, you will realize that you are the best beauty in the world to me.

I laughed when I heard this, Sundari and I hahaha.

Ranju: I didn't say anything funny here.

Listen, will I marry you? And it is my responsibility to persuade my mother.

You don't have to worry about your mother.

I stood and listened to him.

He said again,

What if you don't accept my offer of love?

Then look, I will die after taking sleeping pills.

There is no point in living on this earth if you are not mine.

I started liking him a little bit so many days so I agreed to make love for fear of losing him that day.

Our love started from then.

This is how our naughty sweet love was going on.

Seeing his caring, I liked the vision.

I used to forget all the neglect and pain my father used to give me.

In his love.

He meant to me that father is a little like that.

This is how our day went.

Suddenly one day,

I was surprised to hear him at the end of the year of the relationship.

Losing the language to say something,

I have become speechless.

He still remembers the day with a thorn in his side.

Ranju: Look, Khenya, it is no longer possible for me to continue my relationship with you.

Me: You're kidding me, aren't you?

Ranju: I didn't come here to have fun with you.

I am thinking about what I am saying.

Khenya: I don't believe that.

Ranju: My mother will never marry a black girl like you.

So we should separate beforehand.

Khenya: You said you will convince your mother?

Ranju: I don't want you anymore. My last meeting with you today.

What do you mean by that?

I hugged his legs. Please don't leave me.

I can't live without you.

That day Ranju Bhai pushed me and said,

I have never loved ink like you.

You are not worthy of me in any way.

What do you say?

Ranju: Did you have a brain?

Or if someone offers you love, give it back?

There is so much ink like you. Is it acceptable at all?

So my friends are betting on you.

You said, if I can break your arrogance, everyone will give me twenty thousand rupees.

So I thought I was getting so much money for free, so I didn't take it.

Since I have free time even after office, can I pass the times with ink?

Khenya: It broke my heart for a little money.

Are you human

Ranju: You're doing this a lot, but I said you didn't hear the end of the relationship, so I had to tell you everything.

And then if you stay behind me, your body will be cut off, but I will not give it to my friends.

Listening to him, he wants to die in hatred.

But suicide is a great sin so I backed away from that path.

Kiri has come from varsity and is lying down.

Is the body bad?

In my mother's words, I came back to reality from imagination.

I turned to the other side and wiped away the tears. As if the mother does not fall in the eyes.

I: No, mother looked so tired, so I'm lying.

Ma'am, your father will leave with your marriage this time.

Your mother could not do anything for you.

Seeing the sad face of the mother is causing great pain.

Now I am sitting in the living room. I am a girl from the middle class.

But looking at the room I am sitting in now, it will not be difficult to understand that it is for the rich. Because looking at everything in the room, it is understood that it is a room of elegant and tasteful people.

I got married this afternoon.

I heard my husband's name on Qazi's face before I confessed.

His name is Zahid Khan.

Have your own business.

Hearing the name on Qazi's face, I looked at him for a moment.

This man is even more beautiful than Ranju Bhai.

The father of one child cannot be understood.

I looked at him for a moment and lowered my eyes.

When I came to this house, I heard from my mother-in-law that she liked seeing me at the wedding of one of my relatives for her son.

She has agreed to get married without seeing her son for her mother's choice.

The mother-in-law showed the child from my husband's previous house.

My mother-in-law said that from today it is your child.

I called the baby.

What a beautiful baby to see.

He did not tell you his name.

His name is Jihad Khan. Son of Zahid Khan.

Age four years.

I am surprised to think that I am a second year honors student.

From today I have become the mother of a four year old child.

Sometimes someone loses some real imagination.

Me: How are you baby?

Jihad: I'm not a babu. I am jihad.

Well, are you my mother?

Me: Yes, Dad.

My mother-in-law talked more.

I did not see any arrangement in this house on the occasion of marriage.

My mother-in-law put me in the living room.

I've been sitting here ever since.

And I'm wondering what to listen to, God knows.

A little later a man named my husband came.

Zahid: I will tell you something, listen carefully, and you will be younger than me, so I am telling you.

I am sitting quietly waiting to hear him.

Zahid: I have seen my son with you.

Me: Yes.

Zahid: Jihad from today and my mother's responsibility is yours.

Love them, take care of them.

And instead I will take responsibility for what you need.

But if my son and mother don't care, I won't think twice to get you out of this house.

I could not think how to respond to his words.

This means that I am left in their lives.

When He wills, He will take them out of their lives.

One thing I noticed since coming here is that no one talks about my skin color.

My mother-in-law is like another mother to me.

And jihad is my goal, a boy.

If I stay with her, I forget that I am her honest mother.

And my relationship with him is like a normal husband and wife.

Has given wife rights since marriage. But I do not understand whether there is love in it.

A year later

Jihad: When will mother and father come?

Me: Honey, your father will be a little late to come today. There is a meeting in the office,

You sleep, honey.

Jihad: When I fall asleep, when will I tell my father that I will go for a walk tomorrow?

You don't understand anything mom?

Khenya: Oh, my clever target is gold.

You sleep, I'll tell my dad to go tomorrow.

It will be late to come to Zahid's office meeting and official dinner today.

That's why he called and asked us to eat.

So we ate with my mother.

If I had not married Zahid, I would not have got such a sweet son and mother-in-law.

And not such a good husband.

At first I misunderstood him

I did.

Later I realized that the deception of Jihad's mother had made the man stronger.

In this world, there are people like Ranju and there are women like Jihad's mother.

That leaves the husband and the baby in the hands of another man.

In fact the man is as tough as the outside.

So soft in mind.

Thinking about all this, he noticed when I fell asleep.

Being asleep I am floating zero.

But I was lying next to the boy on the bed.

So how am I floating?

I look at it with light eyes,

Zahid is carrying me on his lap towards the roof.

I: What are you doing, I would fall down?

Zahid: If Maharani moves, she will wear it, isn't it!

If you don't want to wear it, hold my neck quietly.

Listening to him, I hugged his throat.

Zahid took me in his arms and lowered me to the roof,

He grabbed her from behind and kissed her on the neck. Then I dipped my nose in my hair and started smelling.

I tremble repeatedly at his touch.

After a while

Zahid: Mayawati, I couldn't give you enough time for a week due to work pressure.

So seeing the moon in the sky tonight, I felt like I was taking a bath with Mayawati.

Me: Is that so, I want to take a bath with Kali?

Zahid: Silently standing in front of me once again, you have called yourself Kali, then no one will be worse than me.

I know this man stares at me.

I don't want to hear anything bad about me.

That's why sometimes calling herself Kali makes her a little angry.

Zahid: Listen, Mayawati doesn't see any color in any relationship.

I love your mind.

And you know how many times I've been lost in the depths of your eyes.

Seeing the smile on your face, I have fallen in love with you hundreds of times in this one year.

Your Mayakara beauty is not even among some fair-skinned girls.

Because you are my Mayawati.

Dear my relationship did not see that look color.

Dear you are the queen of my heart.

Me: And you are the king of the palace of my mind.

So, or say the king has seized his queen's lips,

A magician named Zahid came to Kheya's life and put an end to all the troubles in an instant.

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