This chapter is dedicated to Tracingalaxies.....happy birthday dear 😍😍😍
"Kya hua? Aage bolo? Ruk kyun gai?"
"Haan vo...Vikram uncle ko apni family se bhout payaar tha,isliye vo bhi unke sath independence movements mein participate karte the. Par kehte hain na, jab tak ladai personal na ho, tab tak koi nhi ladta. Bose Babu ke abhiyan mein pura moholla jut gya. British officers aur unke lathi charge se koi na bach saka. Ek baar kisi lathi charge ke dauran Kusum Seth ki death ho gai.
Apni behen ko khone ke baad ye ladai ab Vikram uncle ki khudh ki ladai ban gai. Vo ladai abhi tak jaari hai. Na Narayan Seth hai aur na hi Bose Babu , tab bhi ye ladai jaari hai."
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Sipping over the masala chai , under the soothing coloured orange sky of the evening, Sidhant was busy in recalling today's events.
Not even in his wildest dreams he thought that the man whom he always assumed to be a arrogant man by default would actually had such a dark past.
He was arrogant for a reason.
How easily we just judge people around us....
He lost everything, his sister, his parents. He sacrificed his whole happiness for this country. Was this country really at fault? Or it's just the people who made this once a beautiful nation a hell hole?
"Aur barkhodar! ",Chandu kaka occupied the vacant seat in front of him .
"Kaka ye Kusum Seth ke baare mein aap kya jaante hain?"
Chandu kaka smiled at him and said,"Accha toh Anchal bitiya ne tumhe Kusum ji ke baare mein sab khuch bta diya?"
"Sab khuch nhi, bas itna ki vo Vikram uncle ki behen thi aur lathi charge mein unki death hui thi."
"Haan toh ab iske aage kya janna chahte ho?"
"Pta nhi kyun par ye kahani khuch adhuri si lag rhi hai"
Chandu kaka sighed and said ,"Agar koi beeta hua lamha tumne itna chubh rha hai , toh socho vo lamha asal mein kitna bhayankar rha hoga! Seth ji ke samne unki behen ko lathi maar maar kar khatam kar diya tha un firangiyon ne!"
A chill ran down his spin. Sidhant felt his legs getting weak.
Unknowingly he started imaging himself in place of Vikram and Natasha in the place of Kusum.
"Hame Maa batati thi ki Kusum ji sabki ladli thi. Aankhon ka tara thi vo. Kitni kam umar mein bhagwan ko payaari ho gai."
A feeling of dullness engulfed their mind.
"Kusum ji ka toh thikh se antim sanskaar bhi na ho paya tha. Dobara koi karnti na ho isliye firangiyon ne Kusum ji aur khuch baaki logon ki laashon ko police station ke samne wale pedh par tang diya tha. Cheel aur kavun ne unka pura shar...."
"Bas kaka bas bhout ho gya!", suddenly Sidhant shouted and received some stares from the passers by.
After the situation became normal ,Chandu kaka said,"Ab toh iss baare mein dobara baat nhi karoge?"
"Nhi!!"
Suddenly they heard sound of glass breaking an Chandu kaka immediately ran towards the house.
Sidhant saw some kids running away from Vikram's house.
They went towards Sidhant and one of them said,"Bahiya hamari ball Vikram uncle ke ghar mein chali gai hai. Please laane mein help kar do!"
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