22.Masik Dharma

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Shehnaaz felt dizzy and pukish looking at the dark mushy red blood clot sticked at the corners of washroom floor..does they belong to her?...'if it's her'??.....off course!.. it's hers...the other human being using this bathroom along with her can not have his periods..he is a male afterall...the 'blessed happy male'...'the god gifted male created by obviously god and nature' who was fortuned with no child bearing,no pregnancy and off course no menstruation, thus no leakage and no bleeding in between his legs every month like over blessed female like her,for the sake of producing offsprings menstruate every month!..

Thanks to almighty who made Male a privileged species and felt only females are extra special who can bleed in every 26- 28 day of the month...and the only time when they don't bleed is because they are either pregnant....or because of some hormonal imbalance or may be some medical implications!...and all the other options scared her...and she teared up sobbing then and there.

Sidharth jolted her ....

"Stop crying...I find these tears useless right now...".He fumed, dragged her outside and made her sit on the sofa forcefully as she resisted to sit there.She hiccupped as he shoot daggers at her crying figure.

"Kitni baar poocha tumse..kitni baar..haan?...bolo?..hai koi jawab..kaise hoga..the great Shehnaaz ho tum...mahan..sabse acchi..main hi kharab hoon..hai na...jo tumhare aage peeche ghoomta..poochta firta hoon har baat...pagal jo hoon...jo samajh nahi paya...par kaise samajhta..mujhe kaunsa aurton ke sath kamra aur life share karne ki aadat hai...main to ghar me bhi is stage me kisi ke sath nahi raha..na dekha samjha...kya kaise kyon hota hai..na Kanu ..na Maa..kaise pata hota mujhe ki ladkiyan kaise react karti ..kya kaise rehti hai aise situation me..akele aur alag rehne ki aadat hai mujhe hamesha se aur na hi jyada ghusne ki har cheej me..but tum to bata sakti thi na..I asked you so many times!...kyon itna difficult hai tumse deal karna Shehnaaz...main ek rasta khojta hoon tumhare nazdeek jane ka..tumhe samajhne ka...tab tak tum doosra raste par apni khamoshi aur zidd ka chanta mar kar wo rasta bhi band kar deti ho.,mujhe apna kuch nahi samajhti na tum?..tabhi...".He spoke all hurt.

"...ek baar bhi tumne batana jaruri nahi samjha ..itni bhi kya jidd hai..sab chhupane aur na batane ki..itna ghamand kis baat ka hai ki shadi hui hamari..pati hoon na main tumhara....ek kamre me reh kar kisi ajnabi jaise samajhti ho mujhe...agar mujhe accidently washroom use karte dikhta nahi wo sab..aur fir mujhe sahq hua to maine bahar bedsheet check kiya..those stain marks there!!".He huffed speaking in a go..

She looked puzzled before asking..."stain marks"?.

"Ji haan daag...wahan mujhe wo faded stain marks dikhe us white chadar par...when I went outside to check.. tab pata laga ki it's that time of your month...is liye nahi baith rahi thi na tum bed ar..daag lagne ke darr se..blood marks hi to the..wo bhi unavoidable..bolo?".He shook her in anger wondering she understood what he meant by 'that time of month'..but she understood for sure.

"daag...kaisa bhi hota to daag hi hai...chahe chadar par lage,ya astitva par...wo daag hi rahega...ganda to ho gaya tha na wo chadar..aur na ho isliye nahi baith rahi thi...aur jo daag daman ko daagdar bana de usse to darna hi chahiye na".

She spoke wiping the tears nonchalantly.She felt humiliated that he got to know all as if it was some acute or some shameful disease..But the poor girl has always been raised in a closed ,cynical and typical family like almost all in that era.

She had not expected this reaction from Sidharth but he was hurt ..she can see that in his eyes and it made her more scared..guilty and embarrassed...she felt like running and hiding somewhere away from his furious eyes .And the worst part was the embarrassment that he saw her bleeding that so called 'Impure blood' and the fear of the clots which she had never felt like them before.Her reverie broke through his scolding.

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