Dammu came out of the house.
The house looked so different in the night. It was a dilapidated building. But
come to think of it! This looks different. What is the day today? Was it just
the next day or ....?
Dammu was devastated. How
could she have been out of consciousness for so long? Or is it really long time
or was she missing something?
She was not able to
understand the situation. She went back to the house. Surely the house looked
different. She remembered that she was lying on hay while the two ladies were
trying to get the baby out of her body. That means she has been carried
unconscious from there to some other place.
She sat since her legs did
not help her to stand. She sat in a chair which was there. There was a gnawing
feeling in her stomach. Was she hungry? When did she have her food last time?
She remembered eating in the
haveli on the day she delivered the baby. Did she really deliver the baby? Of
course! She should have! The growing stomach, the kick on the walls of the womb
was the proof.
Where have all vanished?
Where is her child? She got up and walked into the other parts of the house. It
was empty. She found a basket. She opened it and there was a buzzing sound.
There were many house flies which left the place since they got disturbed. She
found a pair of fruits, the name of which she did not know. She searched for
water. The sink tap had some water drops coming out. She washed the fruits as
much as possible and gobbled them. She felt a little relieved.
After wandering to the
bathroom and washing the face gave her some strength to explore further. She
came out of the house since there was no one else in the house.
There was no house nearby.
There was emptiness miles and miles around. She felt that she has been shifted
during her unconscious period or she might have been drugged to sleep so that
she could be easily shifted.
She then remembered the
younger brother of her husband. What happened to him? She also remembered that
there was a friend along with him. What happened to him?
Her husband’s first wife had
hurled quite a number of abuses towards her husband’s younger brother. Was he
that bad? How come she was not able to understand his real intentions? Has been
so dumb?
How far is she from the
haveli? She tried to remember whether she has seen the name of the city or town
or village where the haveli existed? To her dismay she found that she did not
know anything. The servants, her husband’s first wife never spoke anything
about the place. She had tried to extract information and had failed miserably.
She racked her brains to
remember any phrase or sentence spoken by her husband about his birthplace.
Funny, he had only talked about her and he had encouraged her to talk whenever
they found time to talk! He had not replied any question she asked about his
past!
Of course! He had come to hide from his people and she
had successfully helped him to do so. By talking and talking and talking!
Now she had to first survive. She has to see some
civilization. Once she is fine with that, then she has to search for her kid.
Did she have a boy or girl? She did not know.
What a pitiable situation! She thought.
She searched the empty house. Somewhere in the corner she
found a pair of old slippers. She thankfully slipped her feet in them.
With a heavy sun looming on her body, flies buzzing
around her she started slowly walking on a much trodden path.
She had no idea where she will reach and when she will
reach.
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