I give up

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I shakily get up to my feet while Randhir's dad stares me down. Why is this happening? What should I say? Shit shit shit!!

"Toh ye bhi kar leti ho tum?" he asks in anger. What does he mean by that? I look at him in confusion. "Don't try to be all innocent. Chup ke baate sunn rahi thi na tum. Sharam nahi aati tumhe aise karte hue!" he growls and I coward under his gaze.

Does he think so low of me? But why? I am going to cry!

"Pehle toh Randhir ne bike bech di tumhare wajah se aur ab uska career bhi kharab karna hai tumhe. Chahti kya ho tum? Tum jaise gareeb logo ko achhe se jaanta hu mai. Khud toh kuch mehnat karo mat bass ameer boyfriend pataa ke life banaa lo. What a master plan Sanyukta, great!"

What??? He thinks of me as a bloody gold digger! This has gone too far now. I can't take such insult. Now my tears turn into anger. I wipe them away furiously and raise my chin and gaze him in the eye.

"Sir, first of all vo bike Randhir ko maine bechne nahi boli thi. It was his decision and a very good one because it made me fall in love with him. Aur dusri baat, mujhe agar Randhir ko fasaa ke uske paiso pe jeena hota toh I wouldn't encourage him to become a social worker. Gareeb, as you say, ho ke bhi mai iss college me scholarship se aayi hu and I have a good job now. So I don't want Randhir for his money because I can make my own!"

He is taken aback by my answer for a moment but then I see a really furious glint in his eye.

"But mere baad toh sab meri kamayi uski hi hogi. So in one way or the other, bahot paise honge uske naam."

Oh my god!! I am bewildered by his words. But then it's like something inside him clicks because his expression changes from anger to.. wickedness?

"Toh Randhir ko uski dream jeete hue dekhna hai tumhe? Uski bakwass dream jisme vo haath me jhaadu leke gandagi saaf karega. Jagah jagah dusro ke liye donation maangta firega. Charity work mai bhi karta hu but you can't build a career on it. I wonder usko ab tak job kaise nahi mili jab ke his performance is so good in college. I'll tell you a secret now Sanyukta. Maine sab firms ko Randhir ko accept karne se manaa kiya hai."

"No sir you can't..."

"Yes I can and I have. Tumhe usko khush dekhna hai na. I give you two options now. Dhyaan se sunno. Ya toh vo apni dream puri karega of being a social worker ya tumhare saath rahega. He can't have both. Ek baar mai usse ye stupid low class kaam karte hue dekh sakta hu but tumhaare saath.. nahi. I have a reputation to maintain.

Aur ab agar tum usko ye sab bataaogi toh family toot jaayegi humaari. Uska gussa toh tumhe pata hi hoga. Renuka and Vidushi ko bhi suffer karna padega. Jitna mai usse jaanta hu, vo humse rishta tod dega.

Aur family ki value tumse jyada kon jaanta hai. Do you want him to be without a family. Like you? Now his future is in your hands. Kal sab aane wale ho na tum ghar pe. I want the answer by then. I hope you are smart enough to make the right choice. See you tomorrow. Hopefully for the last time."

With that he walks away.

I stand there like a statue not knowing what to do. What the..

"Sanyu! Yaha ho tum. Mujhe aise hi chhod ke yaha aa gayi? Kya hua? Aise kya muh banaya hai jaise bhoot dekh liya ho" daadi asks shaking me.

"Daadi ghar chalo" I say and start pulling her towards the gate behind the college. Here nobody will see us leaving. Hopefully.

"Arre kya hua beta. Aise achanak.."

"Daadi please meri tabiyat kharab lag rahi hai" I say as I call the cab driver near the back gate.

"Randhir ko toh bataa ke jaate hai.. vo tumhe..." she stops speaking when her eyes fall on my desperate face. She just squeezes my hand in assurance and we leave. Just an hour ago I was on top of the world with happiness.. and now..

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