amisha a romance thriller

chapter 2

once bino was penning his notes ,when his eyes shuffled to asha .she was munching the pen under her milky tusk.binoy pitch in a company ,but only fury echoed.he penned all bundles togethoer and left to dine . only the maiden scribbled the paper , ripped and left.with each twilight flies by, it grows more for lata.her hands were faded with blotches .her eyes were bathed in tears that gush and lance . once a fortune,binoy was penning his heart while there commenced asha . she breathed a solicit that binoy had earlier.''what you are penning,binoy?''

''my heart'' '' heart?'' yes glint this pages'' '' poetry!!''.binoy twinkled'' what brings here asha ,to her foe?!"

"oh ,bino why consider so?! I....Mmmm...''

"tell how do I assist you in work?''

'' teach me'' '' me ? '' '' one who is dear to all ,one who fascinates baba ,can't teach this nusiance?!!''

and there was laughter.the same echoed.

the next twilghts had melted into wondrous learning sessions. binoy had cast a spell - unknown to himself .asha was thrilled with his presence.the dawn usher in with binoy and margin with him, his teachings.latin,french,engish science was a treat .no more her hand is scars with sticks but with a hand that behold her question. she was now richly adorned with knowledge..

they shared both clocks,hearts and diary that enriched the bond.

chapter 4

9 December,1912

calcutta

Dear radha ma,

the day my life was halt into a mere fool and someone's mere heed. pishima ,I must tell the truth , which crooks in disguise you and asha. my mind hark backs to the dusk.It was dusk time,the clouds were gazing the sky.

''ma , will I go?!'' ''nah''

''ma!!!'' '' lata ,why only roam ,learn stiching pearls, making delacies!'' '' ma , someone said ,life is a cup ,you must sip with ease, cause there is time!''

''who speaks, that flute urchin?!''

'' he's bino , I will return before the sun will fade''

''shati?''

I wagged and flew with the twinklets hymns. binoy and asha. life 's sonnets were cosmic . binoy croons love and the same echoes. the dusk had melted into stars ,unknown to us.

'' ashu?! too late we are!''

''oh bino ,.baba is busy with patwari''

''pishima?''

and we clasped hands and swayed as a rustling storm.the night was bleak, faded with moon. in the mid track a voice fled'' bino my dupatta is stab in the stones!''

'' let me see'' he wrenches and the threads burst in peices.

the night was ghastly keen to notice .we rushed for mansion.

binoy's ducky flute stumbled on the other side of road. '' lata wait my flute!'' '' bino , we are too tardy to seek, come''

he rushed on the other side. he bent down to seize the rolling flute.''lata,saw got!!'' he smirked creepily .''binoooo...bino...oo!!'' I bawled with a rush. the words haunted his voice but was muffled .halt,halt,halt.all was that.the zippy motor car has caught throat your heart.it dashed against him.my hands are too cold to drop the events, radha ma. his scarlet blood slashed on my lips ,toes and in the pashima.the drops of gules trickled on the dusty road. I swaddled his drenched neck on my robes, I was crumbling on the earth with limpid sheds.

after a while I return back to my feet. I took him under my grace ,and rushed toward his hut, which was nearby.you reminsce ? do you. you were revering kanha's idol when latha was battering the door.'' lata, dear '',and the door unlatched mishap! only.I was there lifeless with the same in my hand,and drenched in his blood. radha ma,pushed me aside and took him as a bairn in his mother's. there was whine all , pandit ji was sheded into was I .the physician blazoned''no more he is''.

panditji savagely grumped,'' you were with my son! speak deluxe witch.......you killed him...Did you?!''

the question of panditji had echoed in the crowds .and they erupted ,for the forfeiture of their beloved.I was only weeping.only weeping.''how could you, he is mine beloved too''i gushed fiercely in no vain. '' beloved... why killed him'' ''a witch in disguise '','' bino's culprit she is!'' . I was too sensible to be twigged . 'shall I have the guilt that beholds not me?' my mind was interpreting with the ventilating public,my eyes were gazing him. I left for the mansion early.

''what is the disgrace ?"Baba asked.

I was too cold to breathe.I left for my chamber.I sat by my limpid window side,peering for him.my eyes were bathed ,his flute still beholds my heart.where is binoy? one who turned me star pupil,where is the sweet urchin?.there was indifference in scarlet alta and daunt blood. life has churned one's salad days in misery and mistery. anger,pain agony ,love all has meld in one heart.

it's been two months

it 's a sunday morning when kisor sir has come .

''zamindar sahib'' the chalkie preached.

''asha is too scholastic for me. She must be solicit for higher studies, sahib .I hope she will be a great noblity in future''

''ah '' baba cold shouldered him''I know she's doing well,here is your fees''. a wasd of notes was placed.

''aye sir , please let lata continue''

'' fie ,fie your vile motives'' a voice cracked

'' have you lost your mind or norms of society is seen by blind eyes?this books , education all is incurbed for fair maidens! only a husband's shades give honour in society''

I was there hearkening my beloved baba's voice which mismatched with kisor sir's.

later at night,I sat before the cheval glass,not amused by my fair belle,but by a ruffle thought'' why ain't a maiden learn for the stilness of bent riches or for pretty groundless visions ?"

I remembered bino's quote'once a dawn a girl will stand for herself ,to splinter the norms of public!'. and I said, "yes dear bufoon!'' and we used to merry and laugh.this very dusk ,the rich maiden of fair mansion has been the traitor to her beloveds.there was a scruple zeal to defy for a noble cause.

chapter 5

the days were too easy to hold on.pain is faded by time and fates.'' its time for you to be a maiden!".a deep tone echoed in the fancy allure of the dine space.the biryani and curry was still left.I ceased my dine to keek baba 's eyes.He resumed '' it's a father concern for his naive to be settled.rai sahib's blood is too noble to be bungled. the public interrogates me ,you ,pride of mansion''. a father's imply to his heart or a sahib's edict to asha?.I smiled creepily and replied,"baba a girl is virtue of her pater,the gem of mansions who's suffled and questioned as a jester. ''

''asha latha'' he yelled'' mind the words that you speak ,a pretty nuisance ! you are''

" You must be hitched soon ''

'' sahib , I will learn, I care too little for dozy speeches'' I barked back and left him with pearl tears .

after a few days.......

can the undaunted gallant billou lay off?she decided to move to the state . to built a modish fame, to rebel her cast and fight for colleens.It was a haunted night ,ghostly quiet .all were slumbering at the mid hour,except me.I stuffed four saries, some ready cash and few books in the bag and moved along my way. the guard was napping ,I tip toed and went outside the manion. the night was chill and bleak. I reched the bus stop, catched a train to mahespur ,then for calcutta ,which was 12 km away .

I felt as a fish out of water in the sassy city .I was sitting stilly in the dusty wodden bench , with all my stuff and ambitions , daring to face all odds.I was in a pinch of salt when a glum shade cast over me.my eyes found a juvenile chap in a khaki robe with inky spectacles. '' mam , may I help you ?" a voice preached .

'' nay, I will make out!"

'' at this mid hour of night where you will wander?

''I am officer subrat banerjee, here is my ID''

the card said: Name: subrat banerjee

Area: calcutta, west

Status: senior police

and there was a government stamp which relieved me.

Behind shades of threats ,I was with a so called officer at mid hour in the sassy roads of calcutta.we sat in the motor car .the car geared with a sovoiur conversation''why here in calcutta?"

" in due of a moil"

''where you would rest?"

"any vilayati lodge !"

"first time"

"Uh ..hmm"

and there was a dead mum with no more enquiry.

after a while the young cop blur,"we don't see here any lodge opened at mid hour ,do we!"

I was still mum waiting for his gen.

"oh , I see .." he was murmuring and turned off his goggles to glance at me.his eyes were lightning terror pricking my sight . ''you can have a sojourn at my naive ....''he said .

''nay...sir I 'll seek ,don't trouble"

''mend your thoughts , Iam a cop here with no second class dreams ''

I sensed well and agreed with him.and the car stopped near a olive green exit. the flunkey carried my bag to the room.

''I have night shift ...mangu , I'll be not for dine''

''yes huzzor'' he dropped a curtsy and went off. the room was bossom red with french lamps. I changed my attire and went for a nap .morning was soon and I had my morning dine .mr. banerjee was looking eccentric to ask, but was stilly.

'' it seems you have to ask ?do you!''

''ann..yes ..m m.....miss ?''

''latha!"

"latha, it seems you are novel here ...I do have a fine proposal,if you wish I 'll spout''

I was at qualms still daring to interrogate at all odds.

'' yes surely'' I freaked unconventionally.

'' for a fresh youth here , the daily bread matters''

he continued with a jerk ,''I 've a cormade MR.pathak, who's a renowed barrister .......he's haunting for a typerwritist for his book ''

''well'' was my only comment with a wistful touch.

''it's seems you are too ineed..and educated too. he provides gratis at living,food and education ''

''oh, I see!''

''so what's your conclusion''

'' agreed as the former''

and we laughed and at the evening hour decided for a visit at mr.pathak's villa.

this was all that happened on my first day at kolkata

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